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they should invent blankets that make you feel warm (good) but don't make you feel warm (bad)
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Jean and Scott wear matching His and Hers Lingerie, you can’t change my mind.
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🐍💤
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IM SO SORRY FOR EVER SAYING I WAS A SCOTT SUMMERS HATER
HE HAS WON ME OVER WITH HIS NEGATIVE RIZZ AND AUTISTIC SWAG
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happy ace week to everyone but this post is specifically for:
the aspecs who don't know what the fuck is up with their sexual attraction
the aspecs who don't understand attraction at all
the aspecs who bounce around between labels and can never pick one that fits you
basically all the aspecs who have ever been confused abt their asexuality
you're fucking VALID and i support you!! i know it sucks to be confused and to not know how to describe your experience. it's going to work out, i promise. and in the meantime, try not to get TOO hung up on labels. they're meant to help us understand ourselves, not to define us. you're amazing 💜
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I love Halloween.
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They say no one is living here — but lights come on, once every year.
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Can’t believe it’s been a whole year since the crew secretly saved Izzy and sailed off with him into the sunset! What a lovely ending that was!
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just started watching Good Omens with a friend, these guys are so drawable love them.
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funniest draft ever. what the fuck was i realizing
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Rating: Mature
Characters: Logan centric. Mentioned Scott Summers x Kurt Wagner. Implied Scott Summers x Kurt Wagner x Logan Howlett.
Tags: Masturbation, scent marking, two minds becoming one.
Context: this is something I’ve written to go along with an RP. History is, Scott and Jean want to be in a poly relationship with Kurt and Logan. Two established couples coming together. Kurt is taking the first step as he is the most insecure. After his first night with Scott, one on one, he returned to Logan to tell him how it went. Logan turned animalistic, not angry but horny. Miscommunications lead Logan to rejecting his animalistic side, which resulted in the animal retreating from him, taking his heightening senses with it. This is the story of how Logan joins back up with ‘Wolverine’, and merges his two minds back together.
Story:
Logan had grabbed his fur-lined leather jacket, his cowboy boots, and his helmet. He looked at the bike he was going to take for the few days away, checking everything was in working order. It felt so surreal, what he was doing. But it was needed.
The drive was maybe a couple of hours, he never really timed himself. There was a patch of forest covered by the national parks that he would frequent. Enough coyotes and bears that the general public avoided it, and an empty ranger hut long since abandoned being the place he usually set up camp. Half way through the forest and he had to dismount his bike. The paths were overgrown, and it was only thanks to the number of times he had visited that he knew where to go by sight alone.
It was already turning dark when he arrived, though it couldn’t have been before four. The trees creaked in the wind, and Logan inhaled deeply.
He could feel Wolverine stirring, tempted by nature. He took off his boots and switched to some running shoes, shrugged off the jacket and the helmet. Much like the bike, he could feel the rumble of Wolverine just beneath him. Tentative. Not sure. Logan closed the cabin door, and looked out at the dark trees. Slowly, his vision adapted, and Wolverine reared its head.
“We got some talkin’ to do.” Logan grumbled, then took off sprinting through the forest.
It was dawn when Logan returned to the cabin. His top was covered in blood. Some of it his, most of it from the pack of coyotes that thought they could take him on. He hadn’t used his claws. He had let Wolverine guide him. Working together, trusting his instincts.
Logan threw the bloody shirt in the corner of the cabin. He pulled a bottle of water from his bag, drinking most of it and using the remnants to wet the dried blood. A hand towel was all he thought to bring, and it did the job well enough, following his shirt into the corner. Logan went for something in his bag, not entirely sure what, until he pulled out Kurt’s top. The one he had been wearing when he was with Scott.
The confidence of Wolverine faltered, and Logan pushed on. It was safe. They were allowed this. Allowed to want this. The satisfied rumble that followed was comforting. Logan sat in the dusty cot in the middle of the cabin, and pressed the shirt to his face, inhaling the scent of Kurt, and Scott. Of KurtScott. He remembered what Kurt had told him. How Scott had used too much lube. How he seemed to love the sound they made. He remembered how Kurt had said Scott loved his sharp teeth, and the Wolverine preened at this. /They/ had sharp teeth too. Would Scott love them as much?
Logan inhaled again, his jeans tightening. Kurt had said Scott was inexperienced but eager. That even while he was climaxing, he wanted to please Kurt. Never stopped moving his hand. Logan pictured it in his mind. Imagined what kind of face Scott would make. Imagined how desperate he was. He imagined Kurt, covered in their spend, tail twitching in pleasure. He undid his jeans, and he let himself imagine the night going differently to how it did. He imagined pressing his face into Kurt’s hip and biting at the skin. At tasting what hadn’t been fully cleaned. He imagined taking Kurt into his mouth, how it might taste a bit different, how the scent would change. He imagined opening Kurt up on his fingers, and taking him like he had promised. He imagined it louder than they usually were. For Scott.
Logan spilled into his hand with a shudder and a groan.
The next 24 hours were spent in the same fashion. Running. Fighting. Killing. Fucking.
Logan - now both Logan and Wolverine on the same page, with the same desires, was only satisfied when the top no longer smelt like Kurt and Scott, but smelt like Kurt and Scott and Logan.
It was four when he arrived at the cabin, and four when he left. If he played his cards right, he’d make it back to Kurt before midnight. So they could start the new year off together, as they were always meant to.
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The good omens update on season 3 hurts, but I understand. At least they aren’t dropping it completely.
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