“It’s all so…specialised,” John said quietly. “I mean, nothing wrong with a bit of rough…” (he cleared his throat). “But all these…labels. Categories. Bears and puppies and bootblacks, oh my.”
“That’s one of the aspects I’m finding most fascinating,” Sherlock said with a pointy little smile. “I admire the precision.”
They’d barely bothered with cover, considering that the murder of the current Mr. Universal Leather titleholder was already a media sensation. NSY had chipped in to present Sherlock with a black leather version of that stupid hat before metaphorically slapping his arse and sending him off.
Even roaming the vendor room had been sexually-charged enough that Sherlock and John had taken refuge in the relatively-neutral t-shirt booth. Bear. Cub. Puppy. Fuckpig. Daddy. Top. Bottom. Vers.
Sherlock’s eyes scanned where John’s eyes lingered longest, and he made sure John knew it. “Good. Me too,” came the subsonic murmur. John was looking forward to making sure he’d understood it right.
“OH!” Sherlock yelled, looking at the con schedule. “Must run. It’s almost time for the recovery meeting.”
“You need a meeting? Right now?” John asked. The thought of Sherlock 12-stepping made him shudder, even though these people might know how to handle him.
“No, but our killer does! Amyl nitrate!” John stood briefly abandoned by the suspension demo as Sherlock bolted.
“Minneapolis Public Schools students can now choose their preferred name and gender on all district forms, a change that was made over spring break but took effect Monday when students arrived back at school.
The new policy, which has been in the works for a while, builds on an informal one instituted in 2013 that said teachers and other school staff should honor the preferred names of transgender students and allow them to use the restroom of the gender with which they identify, said district spokesman Dirk Tedmon.
This latest step formalizes the district’s support for lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) students, Tedmon said.
“Now it’s an official thing in the student information system,” he said. “I think it’s about affirming the experiences of our students and recognizing them for who they are.”
Shout out to writers who can’t do plots, who write about feelings and moments in time instead. I love reading those fics, and I love writing those fics. Keep on peering into the depths of characters’ hearts and souls in the little moments. You’re exploring the places where canon often fears to tread.
T’challa at age 5: Baba, when I am older, I will join the Dora Milaje and protect the throne and our country!!
Thor at age 5: FATHER WHEN I GROW UP, I’M GONNA BE A VALKYRIE AND RIDE A WINGED HORSE AND HIT THINGS WITH MY SWORRRRRDDDD
This totally happened
But since this likely DID happen – can you imagine how amazed Thor will be once he hears about the Dora Milaje?
the real story here tho
Valkyrie meeting the Dora Milaje, these beautiful strong warrior women who fight as one. Okoye, who looks at her with cool and assessing eyes and nods, a slight incline of her head as regal as any queen.
“Sister,” Okoye calls her, and leads her to the armoury because while they can all fight alone, none should have to.
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