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oh mercy, i implore
Q wonders, briefly, how James could possibly think this is an appropriate time to profess his undying love—...
oh love, remind me
Sequel to: you’re a holy fool all colored blue. Home, for James, was once a shoulder holster in a foreign c...
you are the hole in my head
“Stay with me,” he whispers, and it takes a moment, but then Wade’s winding his arms around Peter and noddi...
you’re my head, you’re my heart
It’s not often that Peter ends up on the ceiling anymore. There are rules, after all.
you are the space in my bed
There are rules, damn it. Number one: never sneak up on Peter while he’s napping or he will end up on the c...
so here’s to drinks in the dark at the end of my rope
“That you’re in love with each other. God, it’s like—it’s kind of ridiculous.” When he says this, Bruce sna...
you are the silence in between
“I just done had the best idea in all of the alternate universes,” Wade says, “Let’s get married.”
you are the morning when it's clear
“I like to count seconds with you and add them all up, see how much good time I’ve accumulated to remind me...
you're a holy fool all colored blue
Sequel to: oh mercy, I implore. On the inhale, James decides that this life—lazy Sunday mornings, the persi...