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w: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. like. like, i LOVE him, love him.

(it's 4am i rush doodled this, im abt to crash, i drew this on my phone that's on 1% but fuck yes for cliche oh moments)

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Someone's about to have alcohol restrictions

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I love everything about this. Them getting speared together is just the icing on the cake 😙👌

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random wolverine post? more likely than you think

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could use more blood tbh

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i'm like half a year late to the hype aren't i

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I did some anatomy studies and then poolverine happened AGAIN.

I think I can’t look at buff dudes without thinking about these idiots anymore.

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☕️ open invite to join our chill vibes only poolverine discord server (18+) ☕️

hello tumblr 🙂‍↕️ some twt oomfs and i set up a chill 18+ poolverine discord gc/mini server with good vibes only, initially made as an escape place from that hellsite (💀) but if any tumblrian wants to join we'll be happy to have you too! 🍃

- main rule is don't like don't read, don't agree don't argue, the server is meant to be an escape place to feel good and distract yourself when things are spiraling to hell everywhere else

- niche-specific channels you can freely mute/hide including dead(er) dove, actors rpf, wldp/dpwl preference, logussy & wadussy, etc

- various productivity tools (silent workroom, pomodoro timer, tasklists etc) to help you stop doomscrolling and get shit done ‼️

all are very welcome!! come hang 🤝🫶❤️💛

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I should totally do other things right now but here‘s a quick fanart to @3koboldsinahoodie beautiful fic „until you get sick of me, honestly“ on AO3.

I Never thought is get back to Reading fnafictions and drawing cheesy fanart. But here we are hahahha my 14 year old Self would be so proud.

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🐱💛

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sleep (600ish wc)

my boner got too hard so have a lil scribble of logan jorking it onto wade's face while he's. yeah. disclaimer i wrote and posted this entirely with my dick

dead dove warning: somnophilia, dubcon with noncon thoughts, perfectly healthy (/s) amounts of possessiveness

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Wade is knocked out, however unbelievable that sounds. Some nasty villain injected some vicious bio-weapon into him and, even while awake, his monster cells can’t clear it out fast enough before it’s already multiplying again inside his body. So, Beast or Nick Fury or whoever he got that damn gig from sent him home with something to knock him fully out in order for his little cell friends to focus on the job.

And as for Wade’s big burly multicellular friend slash not-friend slash roommate, well, he’s also focusing on the job.

“Grk—fuck—”

By the job, I mean the handjob. Ha! Get it?

“Shit—”

And by the handjob, I mean the handjob Logan is impatiently giving himself while straddling Wade’s chest by the knees, hypnotized by Wade’s beautiful still body and face and eyelashes and slightly parted lips. Jerking off to his partner’s sleeping form, eyes sewn shut, body lying there helpless, not being able to resist?

What a fucking nasty dog. You know this is fucked up, right? This is fucked up.

This is fucked up, Logan.

“Haa—”

This is... fucked up.

Logan watches as a drop of precum drips onto Wade’s nose, dripping down the side, feeling like he has been bewitched.

Wade is so, so still. Had Logan not been able to hear the blood rushing through his veins, hyperactivated in order to kill the intruder in its body and save its more-dying-than-usual host, the cancerless mutant would’ve been fully convinced Wade is just gone. He would be digging a six-foot ditch to bury a body in right about now.

So still, deadly still. No jittery movements. No snappy comebacks and one-liners. No references to things that nobody else understands. Doesn’t easily wake due to vigilance honed by years of war. Still and quiet and vulnerable and defenseless.

He props himself onto the headboard for balance, hand gripping wood to the point of cracking as another hand starts stroking even faster, making the bed creak in awe. If he really wanted, he could even kill Wade right now. Do something even the universe couldn’t manage to do.

Logan registers the familiar tear of skin on his knuckles first before the sound of his claws digging into crumbling walls. The burn of flesh against adamantium stings stronger than usual, agonizingly taunting, provoking the already roused beast inside him with a hot poker.

Even if it ends up not being by Logan’s hands, both of them being practically immortal means no one else will likely get to see this sight of Wade so deadly still. Wade’s death is only his, to witness, to drown in the shock and loss of, to revel and savor, to be driven to madness by, to defy and avenge.

All of him is mine.

Logan groans, growls, lets his cock hover over that beautiful face as he keeps stroking. My power over him. My reign over him. My control over him. My possession of him. In sickness and in health. In unconsciousness and in death. Mine mine mine.

Heat starts to build up, down, pressing and tightening—he bucks into his hands, the thought of painting each one of Wade’s beautiful features with his fluids, drops of white all over those lips and eyelashes and only fucking mine to use and abuse and debauch—

—sending him over the edge, ropes of cum beautifully filling every space of Wade with Logan, covering, subjugating, conquering, violating. If Logan had his way, Wade could belong to nobody else, not even himself.

All of him is Fucking. Mine.

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🚬‎️‍🔥

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And then I ask her if everything is okay, I get my answer, the only thing I can say, I say "Yeah, yeah."

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Well cushioned ❤️💛

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o no puppy got muzzled

i’m still taking $10 sketch comm/suggestions like this one btw (poolverine/deadpool themes only)❣️ message me if you’re interested!

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“remember, you're understood.”

i absolutely LOVE reassuring wolverine. isn't he a cutie.

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Doodles. Roninpool and Logan in yukata from wolverine 2

Test post.