Dear people planning to move to pillowfort:
As someone not involved in the development of pillowfort but am a web developer, I think you should lower your expectations, but not for the reason you think.
Pillowfort is a baby. A newborn. A smol bab. If you were here during the early days of Tumblr, think of that.
Pillowfort simply cannot be the immediate solution to your woes. It needs to be nurtured and cared for to become a mature and happy adult.
If you want Pillowfort to work, they’ll need feedback, advice, bug reports, etc. This is a chance to make Pillowfort the Ao3 of Fanfiction.net. It’s not gonna happen overnight, you need to give it time and love and it’ll get there.
If you don’t want to pay money to get into the beta, that’s ok. It will be open to the public soon enough and you won’t have to pay a dime. Their financial model moving forward sounds good (a subscription fee for super extra features), but even an Ao3 model would work swell for them probably.
We’re living in an interesting time on the internet. Governments across the world are cracking down on content and yet community run websites are starting to thrive more and more.
Tumblr once upon a time was what Pillowfort is today, but this time, let’s make sure Pillowfort can stay independent from mega corporations.
yes this
most of the criticism i’ve seen of pf so far ultimately come back to this
is it an alright platform with a good community? yes. does it have a lot of potential? yes. does it have a lot of problems still being worked out? yes. are the staff open and responsive? absolutely. do i recommend it? yes, if you’re willing to live in a house while it’s being built.
but it’s not a ready-made replacement for tumblr. set your expectations accordingly.
Tag: I like it
does Gates/Flint count as a crack ship?
(YES IT DOES BUT ALSO I KINDA LIKE IT???? Has anyone else written Gates/Flint because I feel like they should have. This has… slight dom/sub tones that i didn’t anticipate while writing but its not ridiculously heavy? James being looked after by Gates, vaguely NSFW though they don’t have sex so if that’s not what you want I’m sorry and i’ll write something else for you)
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It isn’t spoken of, not clearly, not since the first conversation they had which left James drained but satisfied. They simply… let it be. Whatever it is, they let it be.
He has only been captain for a few months, the Walrus slowly gaining the recognition she deserved and the name Flint becoming associated with ruthlessness and fear. Gates acts as his quartermaster and, when the weight and the grief and the blood become too much, his comforter.
Miranda does not know though she may have guessed. Anything they do together, anything James lets himself do, remains within the walls of the captain’s cabin. He sits and lets Gates cradle him, soothe him, bring him slowly from the depths of his despair, and lets Gates kiss away the salt-tear tracks on his cheeks. A sick and twisted satisfaction follows him after those encounters and James can barely bring himself to be ashamed of how it feels like being saved when Hal touches him.
It is simply what it is and he wouldn’t know how to cope if it were taken away.
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