I've never wrote or read fan fiction (except fsog), and erotica isn't necessarily in my wheel house, but I have to say, I've never once thought about the Hulk in a sexual way...not once. I know, crazy. Now, looking back, I don't know why I haven't. He's probably a beast between the sheets, so obviously he should've haunted my dreams and taunt my waking thoughts--but I just never went there.
Strange.
If I"m being honest, he's just a little too big for my taste--- and not to mention, he's a little green. I know what you're thinking, I know, so I'll just save you the trouble right now. I'm not racist. There, I said it. I have nothing against green men. Nothing. But here lies the problem: Green is my favorite color and it also happens to be the color of my eyes, so being with someone who's 95% green just wouldn't do, MyaRose. It wouldn't. Too much green isn't good for anyone...not even for me. You know?
That's like eating your favorite food day in and day out. Sooner or later you're going to hate it, most likely after binging on an endless supply of it that first day, because you can, causing you to throw it entirely up on a stranger passing by--- a stranger who now just happens to hate you more than just a little. And guess what? That particular bite of deliciousness is no more for you ever again. You will hate it and random people will hate you, and who really wants that on their conscience? Not I. Hell, dry cleaning is expensive now days. I can't afford cleaning people's clothes on a daily basis.
I can't, I just can't.
So you see my dots I'm connecting here? A quick recap: Green is my favorite color and never stuff your face while walking in public. Oh, and Jamie would make an excellent Bruce/David Banner.
https://youtu.be/e4BwG7UF-l4
~Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable~
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