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Alan of Trebond and Renge of Ouran

(Warning, spoilers for anyone who has not finished reading the series Song of the Lioness

I’m rereading one of my favorite series, Song of the Lioness, and am at the second book, In the Hand of the Goddess, when something struck me… 

So Alanna is complaining about being at feasts and how when she’s there she really can’t do much since she’s shy around strangers and flirting with girls is excruciatingly embarrassing. This is when she’s still disguised as a boy: aka Alan of Trebond.

Then it dawned on me. If I was one of the Ladies at court I would totally think Alan of Trebond was gay.

I don’t know if this is accurate to the world, I don’t really care.

Alan would have been a lot of news in court. He helped heal prince Jonathan of a deadly disease, accompanied the Prince to defeat ancient evil beings in the Bazhir deserts; fought and defeated a Tusaine knight who was more experienced, older, and a full knight while Alan was still just a squire; and was also the Prince’s best friend and personal squire. So, I’m assuming that Alan would have been pretty standard palace gossip. And when that squire is heatedly against flirting/engaging with women in any way and has never had any interest in females, and shows fierce dedication to his prince above and beyond your normal squire-knight relationship…yeah, I would have been shipping them together since the Bazhir. Also, there had to have been some sparks between them when they started getting together. Even if they were small. Come on, Alanna blushes at the drop of a hat when it comes to anything sexual. Fangirls would have picked up on something.

I’m not arguing this was happening. I don’t care if its cannon. But now I’m imagining a little gaggle of noble girls standing around in a corner in their elegant, puffy dresses, during the feasts giggling over Alan as he desperately tries to get his knight friends to stop forcing him to talk to girls. I’m also imagining one of them just happening to be on Palace Way when George plants one on Alanna. To them it would have looked like little Alan getting a kiss stolen from him by some friend in town. And now that girl is off to tell all of her friends the news. They’ll be sitting around a sewing circle the next day with their heads drawn in close trying to decide if they should tell Prince Jonathan that some rogue from the city is trying to steal his secret boyfriend, then they would decide they need to figure out who this man from the city is.

Dude, this is becoming a full fledge anime in my mind.

I’m imagining someone like Renge from Ouran being the leader of the Alan fan club trying to figure out how to get the Prince and Alan to confess their feelings to each other, or dramatically reacting to Delia of Eldorne coming to court and causing strife between them.

And now I’m imagining her and her gaggle of fangirls following Alan around EVERYWHERE. Them figuring out who George is and going melodramatic on it: ”will Alan choose the Rogue King or his Noble Prince? The man who stole his heart or the man he pledged his loyalty?” Them being there when Jonathan kisses Alanna in the garden. Of course, they would not have figured out Alan was a girl–in this scenario they would think Alan was cross dressing…cause come on! How many people with violet eyes would have access to Palace grounds?

AHHH, now I just want an manga of these girls reacting to Alan’s love life. When Jonathan and Alan go to war and they hear about the Prince sneaking over to the enemy side to rescue Alan, against his father’s wishes. You can hear the ‘awwww’s. When Jonathan starts rejecting Delia’s advances and they all start drawing bets that he and Alan are finally together. Them standing outside Jonathan’s suits trying to find out if they were right or not (because, seriously, what else did you really have to do at court as a girl waiting there to get a husband? JK, I’m sure they had to do a lot…but still)

Except, they DO NOT KNOW that Alan is a girl. They somehow keep missing it. When Alan reveals herself to be female, they all do a jaw drop then a standing ovation (cause female power!)

I just, I don’t know what my mind’s doing these days. Its amusing in here.

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imagine song of the lionness if alanna or alan had been trans tho

seriously tho imagine trans boy alan who doesn’t just mascarade as a boy but who finds that he feels more himself than he ever has when he leaves for corus. imagine him still hiding his body and binding and feeling afraid for all the same reasons but imagine when roger cuts his binding and he’s revealed to everyone that gary and raoul and jon and even alex defend him and remind him that he has always been every bit a man as any of them. 

imagine trans boy alan and his relationship with jon and how jon finds out he’s bi (knowing jon, this means angst). imagine queer demiromantic george who turned plenty of heads of ladies and gents at the court of the rogue, but who hasn’t felt any romantic attraction until he meets this fierce little page.

imagine trans lady alanna who is chosen by the goddess and feels this deep relief, because the goddess who is the divine personification of all that is feminine calls her “daughter.” imagine eleni cooper teaching alanna how to dress and how to sit and how to curtsy but also teaching her about breast forms and tucking.

y’all. i just have a lot of feelings about trans alanna and trans alan.

take all of me;

I made this post a while ago about Bitty giving Jack a lap dance to Queen Bey’s “Partition”, and I’ve been thinking about it since. So, this afternoon, this just… happened. Thanks a bunch to my wonderful beta, @sir-alan-of-trebond!

3.5k, explicit, gratuitous fluff. 

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Contrary to popular belief, Jack doesn’t really mind the parties. He likes seeing his friends have fun, he likes the energy that thrums through the house, and he likes the carefree atmosphere of college students letting loose. It’s fun. At least, it has been on those few occasions that he’s made a brief appearance and been subjected to the tub juice induced insanity.

It’s just too much sometimes, so he often finds himself content to stay in his room for most of them. He’ll make brief appearances sometimes, have a drink or two, until he’s too tired or starts feeling overwhelmed by it all. He gets chirped, yes, but it’s good natured and he doesn’t really mind it. It’s a system that works.

However, it’s even better nowadays, because now he’s dating a certain Eric Bittle, who always shows up not long after he notices Jack has disappeared and will slip into his room to crawl into bed with Jack. Often this means he’ll flop on Jack, smelling faintly of liquor and cinnamon (he often drunk bakes), and presses smiling, sloppy kisses all over Jack’s face and neck until Jack’s stomach hurts from laughing at his absolutely ridiculous and adorable boyfriend.

This time though, when Jack hears the familiar footsteps padding up to his door and a hand on his doorknob, he’s still sitting at his desk in front of his laptop working on a paper.

He looks up just as the door creaks open, and Bitty’s blond head peeks into the room.

Bitty grins widely when he sees Jack, which, as usual, makes Jack’s stomach flip and his cheeks grow a little warm. It might be the few beers he had not too long ago, but Jack secretly knows that there will probably never be a time that Bitty smiling at him like that won’t make him feel like he’s glowing from the inside out. Sometimes he wonders if it’s a universal thing or a “being in love with Eric Bittle” thing. He can’t imagine not being affected by that smile, but then again, he’s completely hopeless for Bitty.

“Jack!” Bitty closes the door behind him, locks it, and darts across the room to Jack. He only has a moment to prepare before he has a lapful of Bitty, who decides to plop down and straddle Jack’s lap. “I missed you, Mr. Zimmermann,” Bitty drawls, grinning down at Jack like he’s the sun and Jack swears he can feel his blood sparkling in his veins.

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