Tell Me This Isn't Them To A Tee

I just wanna add my two cents in because I have been a fan boy of X-men since the movie came out in 2000.

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Logan Howlett x Reader

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Logan is the type to mark you with his smell. Whether you are aware of it or not, he touches and squeezes you in places to leave his scent on your person.

I think it's really easy to forget that his heightened sense of smell is so precise, he could find you in a crowd of people.

In that same breath, if you returned to him and he smelled another on you, it would prod the beastial instincts deep in the back of his brain. Lots of "Who were you with?" Or "Do I know him?" Layered with thick sarcasm barely concealing the jealousy he felt.

Afterwards, he'd fist a hand into your hair and grip the base tight, forcing your head back so his nose could glide over the swell of your throat. You'd hear his lungs swell with your scent, followed by the sting of teeth.

He knows you'd be mad, but you didn't regenerate like he did. So you'd be sporting his bitemark on your throat for a few days. While you flick him off when you catch him admiring it, he'd smirk and return the gesture, saying "I know you like it, kid." Before taking a sip of his beer.

And he'd be right, as he always was.

the fact ben barnes uses being a popular tumblr fancast as part of his resume is both hilarious and terrifying, this also leads me to believe he’s still here and he runs a darklina fan acount

just rewatched the part of gwen dying, and then in nwh the way he dives for mj, he isn't reliant on his webs anymore, he put his entire being towards her to catch her and wraps himself around her to make sure she's safe. he won't let the same thing happen again, he won't let toms peter go through what he had to. and if he could save mj he could forgive himself just a little for what he couldn't do before.

—ethel cain; family tree (intro)

Din Djarin and Din Grogu, you are a clan of two ♡

The Mandalorian — S01E08 | S03E08

Penelope: we can get the marriage annulled if you want

Colin: I’d actually rather die

I’m losing my mind already

Oh they fucked NASTY

the words “my beautiful, beautiful makkari, did you miss me?” will forever live in my head rent free. im afraid i won’t ever be able to be in love because that just made my standards even higher

“you ruined my life,” dean hissed, kicking at the stone pillar he’d placed carefully into the ground just a day prior.

“you absolute asshole. do you hear me? you ruined my life, cas. and I hate you.” he kicked the stone again, ankle throbbing with the force of the collision, and it creaked backwards in the soil; threatening to topple over and break.

the movement was enough to break the anger, and dean sank to the ground, his fingers tracing over the letters in cas’ name that he’d spent weeks hand carving into the stone.

“you ruined my life. I’ll never find someone like you ever again. do you know that? do you not get it, cas?”

a sob broke free, and then another. words choked out through a thick veil of anguish. “I’ll never love anyone again. it was always you, cas. always will be.”

he let his fingers linger over the words under cas’ name. his final goodbye.

I love you, too.