Helping Hand | NC17 | The Manchurian Candidate

[ubiquitousmixie]

Title: Helping Hand
Prompt: Raymond is tense before an important speech.
Fandom: Eleanor/Raymond, The Manchurian Candidate
Requested by: pin_drop
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1666
Warning: This story contains a consensual sex act between a mother and her son. If incest creeps you out, turn away now. Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue

Comments

[pin_drop]

[INSERT OVERWHELMINGLY POSITIVE REACTION HERE]

I have typed out three drafts of my comment on this, and each one has been a mass of totally incoherent, capslocked squee. Clearly, today is not a good day for me to try to be articulate. Suffice to say that this is brilliant, and I will be back tomorrow to tell you why I love it so.

[somniesperus]

Not even 10 a.m. and my day is made. This is hot, hilarious, and twisted, all at once--just like their relationship should be. I especially like Eleanor's self-rationalizations, since it seems to me that's her stock in trade, believing that all this is for Raymond's good and not her own. (I actually started a fic that's very similar to this, but then ran out of steam, so it's excellent to see somebody taking this particular dynamic all the way.) Well done, and thanks for this!

And yes, the word count made me grin, too.

Edit: forgot to add,

“I’m also a Shaw.”

She shrugs. “So there’s a little room for failure then,” she concedes. He gives her a withering stare and she merely laughs breathlessly. “So fail at chess, my darling. Fail at things that don’t matter.

Best ever!

[ubiquitousmixie]

i am glad to have made your day! i'm glad you enjoyed the story...i think i had a little bit *too* much fun writing it. i do hope you'll be posting more in the fandom soon!

[capable_girl]

I wonder if reading and enjoying this will send me to hell too.. but anyway this is great!! I LOVE your fanfics! thank you:)

[ubiquitousmixie]

i'll keep you company in hell ;) thank you so much for the awesome comment! glad you enjoyed!

Pls to excuse my essay. I have a lot of thoughts, it seems.

[pin_drop]

(Why are there not a dozen squeeing comments on this?! People are such tools.)

Eleanor gets a secret thrill at knowing that she makes him nervous.

This is so absolutely right for her. I feel like lots of mothers try to be approachable and understanding or whatever, but it's extremely IC that Eleanor really likes that he wants to impress her, that he feels he has to work to earn her regard. I doubt she's at all self-aware about that, so I really love that you've left it unsaid here. She wants to be someone he's chasing, at least a little. Best thing ever.

“If you can’t do it with me, how will you be able to do it at all?”Eleanor flirting with him is my very favourite thing, and the tone of this fits perfectly with what we see in the movie. So creepy and delicious and perfect

Re: Pls to excuse my essay. I have a lot of thoughts, it seems.

[ubiquitousmixie]

i am super duper pumped that you enjoyed this so much! that makes me all squeeful, days later. :D

[quiethearted]

OK, not normally at a loss for words of some type, but...yeah...ok...I'm thinking...nope...*sigh*

You're amazing. Rip the top off the taboos and let the world squirm. That the world and its occupants are horribly complex is perhaps the premiere undeniable truth. Forget the spotlight, you put a Kleig on it. Brava.

[ubiquitousmixie]

thank you so much for the wonderful comment! i'm glad you enjoyed it :D