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Old man Logan with reader who is lonely, has no friends but is still a ray of sunshine with him, always trying to impress him and give him pretty gifts and getting all dolled up for him. She is sad inside though, apart from being his boyfriend, he is her only friend
My Ray Of Sunshine (Why Are You So Sad?)
Old Man Logan X F! Reader
A/N: I hope this is okay! Started angsty, but I wanted it to be happy for both reader and Logan in the end. Loneliness is an awful feeling (smth I'm all too familiar with) If anyone ever needs to talk, my inbox is always open!! I had a little trouble figuring out where to go with this, so I hope this satisfies you!
Plot: You and Logan have been dating for some time, but you still feel the intense loneliness that wraps it's arms around you, him being the only one in your life - and you feel like he's not honest with you.
Warnings: Angsty, slight depression, mention of loneliness, happy endings
Word Count: 2021
"Hi Lo," You cooed as you answered the phone, a smile stretching across your face.
"Hey sunshine," You heard his gruff voice on the other line, giving your heart a flutter. You always loved the sound of his voice, no matter how gruff and cranky he could sound - he never takes it out on you though.
"You still coming over tonight?" You ask as you walk across the room, your fingers tapping along the small box that sat on your desk. A present you decided to get Logan, a nice little silver watch he can wear. There was a moment of silence, "Lo?"
A small sigh,
"Sorry. I can't. I have to work."
Your face fell, but you took a deep breath. "Oh, that's alright!" You say, putting on your best happy-go-lucky voice. You didn't want him to feel bad, just by the tone of his voice you could tell he was having a bad day. "We'll plan for another night baby. You get a request?"
"Yeah, Bachelors party." He says. "Big payout."
"Oooh....Nice paycheck then huh? You can make it up to me later by taking me out somewhere nice then." You tease. You couldn't see the fond smile on his face, but you could picture it.
"Yeah. We'll plan on it. Promise." He says. You chewed on your lip, as you felt that swell of emptiness build up inside you.
Another night alone.
"Sunshine?"
"Huh?" You snapped out of your thoughts. "Sorry, sorry-" You laughed. "Zoned out again. What?"
"I gotta go, got a job. I'll call you later, or in the morning. That alright?"
"Yes, of course." You smiled. "Be safe, okay tough guy?"
You heard a warm chuckle, which made you relax. "Yeah, I will. See you doll."
You heard the phone beep and sighed. Alright.
You and Logan had been dating for a little bit. Meeting in a small little diner that you waitress at. It started as harmless flirting, but then you both managed to find yourself able to talk to each other so easily. Logan listened to you, seemed so openly accepting of you. How could you not be drawn to him?
You thought yourself a little ridiculous for gaining a crush on an older man like Logan, but then his weathered charm got to you - and you just couldn't help it. You'd slip him extra treats on the down-low, not charging him for them. An extra cup of coffee, a slice of apple pie, once you even managed to slip him a stack of pancakes. He'd smile at you and your antics as you slide the plate across the counter and give him a wink- his smile being something tired yet warm that made your knees weak and butterflies shoot through you.
You put more effort into your appearance, especially when you knew he was going to be there. Dolling yourself up - not your usual thing to do but when you got a man like Logan coming around...Well, it's hard not to want to look pretty for him.
It was you that finally convinced him to go on a date with you, and you surprised him by taking him to a gorgeous museum the next city over. You had wondered initially if he scoff at that- him being the gruff and older man he is, but he seemed to really enjoy it. He listened to you ramble on and on about Vincent Van Gogh, one of your favorite painters as you listed everything you knew about him, explaining the misconceptions about him as a painter and a person.
You took the charge of the relationship that formed between you. You planned dates, which seemed to make Logan happy- your infectious happiness- not rubbing off on him but more giving him some much needed relief in what you must believe is a very stressful life for him. He deemed you his sunshine, a pet-name you wore with pride.
You believe it's stressful- or rather assume. He never really told you about his personal life. You know he was a limo driver, you know he lived on the outskirts of town - you never been where he lived. He mentioned something about taking care of his father. He's shared a few stories- always seemingly missing information in them like he was purposely leaving out parts of them.
It made it worse by the fact that he really is the only person in your life right now. You adored Logan and did everything you could to make him happy because he was the only one to give your love to. You spend the time you can together, when he visits your work, or when he comes and stays with you for the night. He's busy though, so he's not really there as often as you wish he was.
Actually, you probably love him. You haven't told him that though. You always feel though that he's hiding something from you. It's disheartening really, he'll listen to you, he's heard your secrets but you never hear his. He refuses to bring you to his place, making some excuse that yours was nicer and maybe it was but you didn't care about that. It created a space between you, something you're not sure if Logan recognizes himself.
You moved to change out of the pretty yellow dress you had on to see Logan, wiping your makeup off and pulling your hair into a messy bun as you prepared to spiral into a night of anxiety, depression, and wine.
You settled on your couch, flipping the tv on, surfing through channel after channel. The night got darker and you got more and more tired. The shadows of your living room, seemingly your only company for tonight, closing in on you as the tv flickered over your curled up form.
Your eyelids grew heavy, as your felt the sinking feeling of your heart, reminding you that you were by yourself again. Inevitably wondering when will Logan leave?
Heavy knocks on your door startled you, as you sat up on the couch and confusion stretched across your face. Worry settled in you, as you had to wonder what shifty characters were knocking on your door at night?
You stood up and crossed the apartment, peeking through the peephole of your door, you're shocked to find Logan standing there. You gasped, stepping back to unlock your door and open it.
"Logan?"
"Hi sunshine." He greeted you, and smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling in the corners as his smile lines became more prominent. He held a bouquet of sunflowers in one hand.
"What are you...What are you doing here?"
"I missed ya." He says gently, a lingering gruff in his voice. "Can I come in?"
You bit your lip, and nodded. Still, your lingering feelings stuck in the back of your head. Stepping back, you forced a smile up at him as he stepped inside, holding the bouquet up.
"I figured you'd like them because...You know. That painter who- Are you okay?" He stopped, squinting at you, as he watched your eyes met with the bouquet, and tears filled your eyes. "Hey, hey sunshine, what's wrong?" He asks softly, bringing his hand up to your chin, tipping it upwards to look up at him. You bit your lip and shook your head.
"Sorry-" You say pulling away from him, wiping your eyes. "I'm just happy to see you..." You lied through your teeth. His eyes, he looked tired.
"Don't know about that sweetheart..." He mutters, examining your expression. "What is it? The flowers? You hate em?"
"No." You let out a small laugh, crossing your arms. He turned to shut the door behind him, locking it before setting the flowers on a nearby table, his hands coming to rest on your arms.
"Well?" He looks down at you, his face serious, but his eyes held concern. "You don't need to pretend with me darling."
You were caught off guard by him, showing up suddenly when you felt your worst. Your instinct screamed at you to push him away, to pretend that it was all okay. You didn't want to bring him down. Your anxiety peeked at the idea that he may be disappointed by this version of yourself, that he would see the lonely person you are, and leave because he wouldn't want to deal with you.
But they way he looked at you, you couldn't help it as the dam broke, and he pulled you tight to his chest, holding you as you cried.
"I'm sorry doll. I didn't mean to hurt you by canceling." He says softly, his hand petting your hair gently.
"No..No, it's not you." You sniffled, stepping away for a moment. "I...I just feel so alone sometimes. I like you a lot Lo, I love us spending time together but when you're not around I'm just by myself and it...It's just terrible."
Logan brows creased, as he brought a hand to cup your cheek. "I didn't know." He says gently. You let out a shaky sigh and looked back up at him.
"You're the only person in my life." You continue. "I don't feel like I don't completely know you though. Not like how you know me. I feel like you're keeping things from me or that you're...Only sticking around temporarily."
"That's not true." He says quickly, and firmly. "I care about you sunshine." His thumb wiped away a tear. "A lot. More than I have a right too. You're....Everything sweetheart. I count myself a damn lucky guy that I met you, that you let me be apart of your life. "
You swallowed and nodded, looking away as you let out a small sigh. You both stood there in silence.
"I..." He started. "I don't know how to stop you from feeling alone but...I get it. You're right. I haven't told you the whole truth."
He grabbed your hand, leading you over to the couch, as you both sat down.
"You ready for this?" He asks.
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You stood outside the hot desert sun, as you look around the barren horizon. Logan let out a small cough, as he puffed on the cigar that he was smoking.
"It's quiet." You say.
"Yeah." He nods, his eyes trailing over you as he tried to read your body language.
After an intense conversation last night, you both passed out on your couch. When you woke up in the morning, Logan had you get dressed, and brought you to his...well, where he lives. Can't really call it a home.
That was you.
He felt terrible when you admitted to him everything you struggled with. He adored the way you always seemed to be optimistic, the way you got yourself all dolled up for him, the way you tried to spoil him and every way possible. That's not why he liked you though. He liked your character, he liked the person you are. Not just for what you do for him. You were a fresh breath of air for him. His sunshine.
He wished you see yourself the way he does. You're always encouraging him, to look at himself and see himself as a good man. He didn't know how long he got but he'll spend every second with you to prove you are the most wonderful and loveable person.
You looked at him and smiled. The sunlight gleamed off his new watch that you gifted him. He finished the cigar, flicking it to the ground and stomping it out with the heel of his shoe, before putting an arm around your shoulders.
"You ready to meet the old man?"
"Uh Lo, you're right here." You tease, wrapping your arm around his waist. He chuckled warmly.
"Real cute." He mutters shaking his head, as he led you to the decrepit water tower. He went to the door, and slid it open, a harsh grunt escaping him as it rolled open, he stood to the side and waited as you walked in.
Inside you saw two men. One, sitting in a chair reading a comic book, looking up at you. He had white skin, and yellow eyes. That one must be Caliban.
"Hello dear-" The other man greets. An older gentleman, lying in a bed with a warm smile. You smiled back as he reached his hand out to you, and walked over and took it. "I've heard so much about you from Logan. It's nice to finally meet you. Tell me...Which of Van Goghs paintings is your favorite?"
#hit a little to close to home#but I'm glad that i found my logans (platonic) eventually#also i love this
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i low key love my wyatt inspired outfit today
#wyatt lykensen#zombies disney#disney zombies#wyatt#pearce joza#z o m b i e s#lykensen#zombies 2#zombies 3
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here me out
worst logan who works at a pet shelter because the animals love him but specifically the cats and he’s just hanging out with cats on his shoulders and he meets you after you come looking for a cat because you’re lonely and end up going home with two senior kitty cats (one of them is Logan)
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i just watched the re animated version of we own the night and—

raccoon wyatt will now forever haunt my dreams. this is my sleep paralysis demon. i am terrified
#the way i am genuinely terrified of this#zombies#wyatt lykensen#disney zombies#zombies 2#zombies the re animated series#pearce joza#raccoon wyatt#werewolves#disney werewolves#disney#disney channel
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how do i tell the zombies fandom that I'm back because of wyatt–
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Wyliza and the Ryan and Kelsey of the ZOMBIES universe– (both are great characters on their own but out of nowhere got paired up by the third movie)
i'm not updated on the show (we switched to netflix around the time the second half of the show was released) but i very much agree with a lot of this, especially the being in a relationship is the ultimate happy ending. I've said this before, i think, but i genuinely don't think Eliza is the type to get into relationships, at least not in high school or while still studying. i saw her more as a work first, love after kinda girl, especially with how much emphasis they put into her being a hacktivist in the first 2 movies.
I'll come back to this when i catch up on the new episodes but these are my initial thoughts
I have really mixed feelings about the Wyliza arc in Re-Animated.
On the one hand, I think it does some genuinely good character work. Exploring their relationship has also led to some really good exploration of them as individuals. We get to see sides of both of them that just weren't really present in the movies outside of like, a handful of scenes, and I think that's pretty neat. I also like that it's them having relationship problems instead of any of the couples that got established in the first movie. I said this in one of my hopes and dreams posts back before the show came out, but I was genuinely kinda worried there would be some weird drama between Zed and Addison or, more likely, Bree and Bonzo that just wouldn't make sense because of how long both couples have been together. So I think that, if they main reason they decided to include the Wyliza arc is so they could have a recurring relationship drama plotline, they at least chose a decent couple to do it with.
On the OTHER HAND, though... Wyliza is so fucking bland I'm sorry. They're interesting on their own, and they have some cute moments, like the scene where Eliza climbs into the dumpster with Wyatt at the end of A Wyatt Place, but they just don't have enough chemistry to justify keeping them together. This isn't even coming from the perspective of someone who headcannons Eliza as a lesbian, I just don't think she has a lot of chemistry with Wyatt. They both genuinely have more chemistry with Addison then they do with eachother. I also just really don't like the mindset people have regarding relationships in fiction... not every single fucking character needs to be paired off with someone oh my GOD- I get that shipping is fun, everyone loves a good ship. The problem is that people treat a character getting into a relationship as the ultimate happy ending. Wyatt and Eliza don't have enough chemistry to justify keeping them together and the only reason they got paired up in the first place is because DCOMs in particular fucking *love* pairing off every single side character so they can have the illusion of a happy ending no matter how little focus their arc actually got. I think a good way to end the Wyliza arc would be to have them realize that they either aren't ready for a relationship yet, or just aren't the best for eachother, and then move on. It would be a good way to wrap up the arc while also sending a good message about relationships! But they aren't gonna do that. Because this is Disney Channel, and appearently nobody is happy unless they're dating somebody in the Disney Channel universe. There's also the fact that the writers are kind of pushing the only established queer couple to the side in favor of focusing on the blandest straight passing couple in the franchise, but tbh I think that's more the censor's fault then it is the writers of the show and I might make another incoherent, conspiratorial rant post about why I think that is later Idk.
Just... yeah. Overall very mixed feelings. Again, I LIKE the character exploration aspects! I think Wyliza episodes usually end up being pretty good character studies, and the way the 2 of them bounce off of each other does help facilitate some genuinely good character growth. I just don't like that they seemingly aren't going to STAY broken up, I guess.
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i made a playlist that consists of just the songs in Epic where they're traveling so that i can listen to it on my commute home. and it actually fits the 23-25 min train ride
#epic cast#epic the musical#jorge rivera herrans#epic#epic odysseus#epic ithaca saga#epic thunder saga#epic troy saga#epic ocean saga#epic vengeance saga#the odyssey#Spotify
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THERES A CANON FEMALE WOLVERINE VARIANT !!!

SHE’S SO ??? 🤤🤤🤤💕💕💕
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so expect some sort of fic in a few weeks
my writing inspo is pretty much just whatever shit I'm going through and what i wish someone said to me during it
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my writing inspo is pretty much just whatever shit I'm going through and what i wish someone said to me during it
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paying 70-100k a term just for us to google what we're supposed to be taught in class
#rant#i love college so far/s#what is the point of having a lecturer/teacher at this point?!#college experience#college
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Odysseus, Penelope, and Telemachus (also this is my first post on here and I do NOT know what I’m doing so hopefully this works)
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tw blood and gore maybe, but lots of blood Odysseus rage

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Odysseus: I'm a monster now Penelope I'm not the man you once knew
Penelope, can see through bullshit, of Sparta: Move the bed
Odysseus:

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