Oh, Marvel is so necessary a memories category. I must make one myself. This post would be massively touched to go in a marvel category. I feel qualified to speak for it.
I also assume everyone pretty much knots up in a faintly beautiful way at hurt/comfort. It basically everything I'm looking for in a piece of fiction, moreso than slash, but I could never write it properly, on a screen type thing. It be strange. BUT SO GREAT. But strange to talk about out loud. I don't know. How much oddness.
Ooh, sternums. Sternums... sternae... you're a medical person, you much know Latin... but I think they're off bounds for me unless they remain beneath shirts. But people touching sternums THROUGH SHIRTS, TINIAGO. Can there be anything better?
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I also assume everyone pretty much knots up in a faintly beautiful way at hurt/comfort. It basically everything I'm looking for in a piece of fiction, moreso than slash, but I could never write it properly, on a screen type thing. It be strange. BUT SO GREAT. But strange to talk about out loud. I don't know. How much oddness.
Ooh, sternums. Sternums... sternae... you're a medical person, you much know Latin... but I think they're off bounds for me unless they remain beneath shirts. But people touching sternums THROUGH SHIRTS, TINIAGO. Can there be anything better?
I think mostly not.
Do not be shamed.