Here in the States, the middle name is just that—a name wedged between your given and your family name. It could be a place where important family or friends are memorialized. It could be the seeds of a secondary character trait. But for the most part, to know someone’s middle name merely shows how close you are to that person.
I was reading a piece of Avengers fan fic (don’t judge) when I came across this line:
Loki shook his head, “Midgardians are so unusual. The very idea of surnames…patronymics simply make more sense. You are always your father’s daughter, but you may not always be your husband’s wife. Something as intrinsic as a name should not change.” Loki’s face became oddly vacant, “It is your identity.”
I had to close my laptop as I was slapped with one of those rare a-ha moments. I’d never considered the purpose of a patronymic before, but that made complete sense. And it made sense why it would be found in Russian culture and not in American.
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