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I hate my brain.
These thoughts all happened in sequence, one leading to the next:
Thought the first: I started shipping Chad/Tatsuki a tiny bit after reading a very well-characterized piece of smutfic. (This was from a conversation)
Thought the second: You know, Chad is huge, but he'd probably be the gentlest person imaginable in bed. I mean, really. It'd just be in his nature.
Thought the third: ...somewhere out there, someone is writing him as a rapist, and I don't know where that person is so I could punch him/her in the face.
EDIT: One good thing did come of this! I mentioned this somewhere else as well, and the the awesome Coelasquid drew this for me, to cheer me up:

Thought the first: I started shipping Chad/Tatsuki a tiny bit after reading a very well-characterized piece of smutfic. (This was from a conversation)
Thought the second: You know, Chad is huge, but he'd probably be the gentlest person imaginable in bed. I mean, really. It'd just be in his nature.
Thought the third: ...somewhere out there, someone is writing him as a rapist, and I don't know where that person is so I could punch him/her in the face.
EDIT: One good thing did come of this! I mentioned this somewhere else as well, and the the awesome Coelasquid drew this for me, to cheer me up:

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I've only seen enough of bleach to just be introduced to him, but I know he'd never, ever hurt a woman.
And isn't he really good with his hands? His large, large hands.
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I can't think of any specific mentions of Chad being good with his hands (which ARE huge), unless you count his bizarre powers which are mostly about punching things. But I mean...he would be. He'd learn quickly.
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I would love to read that piece of fanfiction. Link please?
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oh man you should write chad eating peanut butter for the sake of writing it i mean you can totally see it i'm sureno subject
Chad looked up, and saw a small boy standing in front of him, looking faintly terrified at talking to the enormous man-mountain. Chad made a quick questioning noise, unable to articulate properly around a mouthful of peanut butter.
"Why do you always eat peanut butter on its own?" the child asked. "I see you do it every day. Is that why you're so big?"
Chad pulled the spoon out of his mouth, and swallowed. He paused for a moment before saying, very slowly:
"No. I just like the way it tastes."
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