Obviously blonde4blonde ships are fucked up and scary, but it’s important to remember that fiction isn’t reality. Many people enjoy things in fiction that would be fucked up irl, and writing blonde4blonde ships doesn’t inherently mean that someone is actually okay with two blonde people dating in real life.
i have bad news for you: every single fictional sea captain wants to fuck the boat. jack aubry. horatio hornblower. james t. kirk. boatfuckers one and all.
l imagined him getting out at Churley… giving up his ticket, walking back through the streets… letting himself in his house with his latchkey. His wife, Madeleine… would probably be in the hall to meet him. Or perhaps upstairs, not feeling very well. “Small, dark, and rather delicate.” l wondered if he’d say, “l met such a nice woman at the Kardomah… We had lunch and went to the pictures.” But suddenly l knew he wouldn’t. l knew he wouldn’t say a word. Then the first awful feeling of danger swept over me.
