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tumbled down to tumblrville (Dean/Cas and the notorious Poll)
in fiction, as in reality, what counts many times is not whether the two characters/people actually consummate their relationship either by words (you know, asexual romantic people) or by actions (sexy tiems!) but whether there is the great and on the edge potential for a romantic relationship.
if we claim we are all about “show, don’t tell” then Cas/Dean are certainly about that. i’m not saying that this is the only possible interpretation to the canon— I would never say that. yet, i resent the accusation that if i do see their relationship as romantic i am using my slash goggles. no, i am not. i am perfectly happy with seeing two men love each other without adding any sort of sexual element to the equation and some of the Dean/Cas stories i most adore are no more graphic than canon is (little touches & intense and/or loving looks). i do think there’s a romantic element to how Castiel thinks of Dean, even if sometimes i consider it one of the most gorgeous, tragic, unrequited love stories of all time. (not because Dean doesn’t return the love, but because he doesn’t recognize it for what it is.)
maybe it’s because i love epistolary love-stories (sometimes the characters have never seen each other when they’re already embroiled in a passionate love-affair; Griffin & Sabine, anyone?) and i ship Abelard and Heloise (Abelard was castrated, yikes! no sexing for them— also Francis/Claire? no sexing, loads of romance, though). for me, the sexual element is secondary to the great meeting of two souls that could be embodying any bodies at all. besides, in fiction, if it’s not ALL about the titillation and the hawtness and it’s a little bit about something else, then the sex is also a metaphor for “the profound bond.” just like “the profound bond” can then be a metaphor for sex.
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reblogged as a reply to another meta post (by homoerotics) from my tumblr found here. (trust-you-less)
;D i can't promise i'll ever post anything of any sort of substance or whatevfuck, but if you have a tumbler i'd like to follow you. so, umm, tell me where it is, bbs? <3 ty!
if we claim we are all about “show, don’t tell” then Cas/Dean are certainly about that. i’m not saying that this is the only possible interpretation to the canon— I would never say that. yet, i resent the accusation that if i do see their relationship as romantic i am using my slash goggles. no, i am not. i am perfectly happy with seeing two men love each other without adding any sort of sexual element to the equation and some of the Dean/Cas stories i most adore are no more graphic than canon is (little touches & intense and/or loving looks). i do think there’s a romantic element to how Castiel thinks of Dean, even if sometimes i consider it one of the most gorgeous, tragic, unrequited love stories of all time. (not because Dean doesn’t return the love, but because he doesn’t recognize it for what it is.)
maybe it’s because i love epistolary love-stories (sometimes the characters have never seen each other when they’re already embroiled in a passionate love-affair; Griffin & Sabine, anyone?) and i ship Abelard and Heloise (Abelard was castrated, yikes! no sexing for them— also Francis/Claire? no sexing, loads of romance, though). for me, the sexual element is secondary to the great meeting of two souls that could be embodying any bodies at all. besides, in fiction, if it’s not ALL about the titillation and the hawtness and it’s a little bit about something else, then the sex is also a metaphor for “the profound bond.” just like “the profound bond” can then be a metaphor for sex.
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reblogged as a reply to another meta post (by homoerotics) from my tumblr found here. (trust-you-less)
;D i can't promise i'll ever post anything of any sort of substance or whatevfuck, but if you have a tumbler i'd like to follow you. so, umm, tell me where it is, bbs? <3 ty!
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1. You're so friggin' smart, omg.
2. HELOISE & ABELARD, FUCK YEAH.
3. I pretty much want to high five you for this entire post. There can be so much romance without bringing sex anywhere near it. The fact that there's no sex, no Hollywood style romance, just makes it more heart shredding.
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well, you're so freaking talented, bb. your work just crystallizes everything i want from literature (and probably from* life, but i don't want to kill you with gushing so let's pretend i just said literature). ;D
omg! you ship them too? they're like, Abie&Hel are the most epic, tragic love story ever. and totally reminds a bit of Dean/Cas but so does everything these days, so yeah.
*hugs&twirlsyou* \o/
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Dude, Heloise and Abelard are the perfect tragic love. When I was about 13, I actually planned to name my possible future daughter Heloise, lol. And now you mention it... I don't think I'll EVER be able to think of them without thinking Dean/Cas shortly after!
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omg, that is possibly the sweetest thing i've ever head. little Heloise. ;DDDD
<33333333333333333333333333333333 all the hearts in the world.
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Also, I stayed up writing last night and kept making myself cry with it. So it either comes from a place of love or a place of crazy :P
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well, i've always thought that fics, writing, whatev artistic creation is the bastard child of love and craycray. ;D
just finished your beautiful fic Homing Pigeons.
you made me cry too, bb, but in the end it felt like a healing cry, grinning and crying and marveling that so much beauty could actually exist. thank you writing and crying, bb. thank you.
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*smooch*
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I rarely ever read through porn scenes in fiction because most of them bore me to tears.
and some of them are accidentally funny. o.O
That's not the part of a relationship that interests me - I'm only interested in the dynamic between two characters.
yes, because for me sex can be (not always, but sometimes) like the explosions in a movie, the fight scenes, the car chases, whatever. it can be awesome, but at the end of the day if i don't give a shit about the characters, i don't care to walk with them down the street, run away with them, jump along when they throw themselves off buildings and dodge bullets, tumble into bed with them and their significant other.
that last bit sounded kind of creeper. ;D
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OUR LOVE IS CRACKY AND CAPSLOCKY. THE BEST KINDA LOVE OF ALL.