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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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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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