#I yearn to be an x men

[theloverboy27]

Motivating myself to study for midterms by pretending I go to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters and that if I complete them I get to go do X-Men activities

[bertoyana]

erik + doing That Thing where he looks at charles very intently and without blinking.

[richter-kale]

dug up an old scogan doodle to celebrate the new wolverine film :}

[0livdocx]

This line is a proof that Erik’s helmet is technically his mental chastity belt which prevents his mind from having Charlesex:

[stuntujeskladakiem]

Dracula gently holds his boyfriend

[jasontoddsmommyissues]

To be honest, I would let Cassandra Nova do unspeakable things to me.

[lovewithoutagony]

i love being an artist bc if my brain demands old men kissing my hands would dive right into it and be done in 40 minutes

[macheriebella]

˖*°࿐ •* Snowflakes were falling from the sky, covering trees and cars with soft, white layers. Winter had arrived.

The freezing air made it difficult for people's hearts to pump blood, and in times like these, having a crush that made your heart flutter was truly a blessing.

She stopped by her favorite bakery, and the warm air greeted her face as she entered. She ordered her favorite cheesecake, and the cold weather only made her hungrier.

When she made her way home and entered the cold apartment, the sound of the wind buzzing through the window reminded her that she was all alone, and she couldn't help but feel lonely, longing for... someone.

Looking at the cheesecake she had bought, an idea crossed her mind: a little company from someone special wouldn't hurt, right?

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As the doorbell rang, she unplugged the kettle and walked to the door. There he was, holding a box of pastries that looked like they were bought from the same bakery.

"Hi.." he said.

"Hi Nanami. Welcome in,please." she said, smiling, stepping away and welcoming him to her place.

As he stepped into the apartment, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He had never been here before, but he had dreamt about it.

What would it be like to watch her prepare breakfast in the mornings or to see her read her books on the sofa as she curled up under the blankets?

"I hope it wasn't difficult to come this way in this weather."

He would move mountains for her.

"No, no, it wasn't difficult. Also, how could I refuse to accompany a dear friend?" he says as he makes his way to the kitchen, following her.

Hearing her little giggle makes his heart flutter; the thought that his presence is bringing her joy fills him with happiness.

As they placed the pastries on plates, made their tea, and got lost in conversation, he thought he could live in this moment forever. The moment where she sat on the sofa right next to him, chatting while leaning her head on her hand, with the silent snow falling in the background...

All of these small moments made it feel as though being a part of each other’s lives was completely natural.

He couldn’t help but feel hopeful for the future he was planning with her.

[wolverinesprincess]

boyfriend vibes 😩🫠🩷🌸

[theotherbuckley]

*Getting so much queer media this august like rwrb, heartstopper, good omens*

My brain: yeah sure but hear me out there’s these two firefighters—

[quillisadoll]

The reason why Tamaki is so obsessed with Haruhi was because he was trying to prove a point

That he like girls

Sure no one doubted him that he is straight but he needed to prove it to himself.

Sure the one girl who caught his eye looked and acted very "boyish" but whatever!! He likes Haruhi and that's that

Even though he doesn't get that fluffy feeling in his brain, the pure adrenaline of just being able to talk to them, the giddiness of seeing them in the hallways, the feeling of fireworks going off in his heart-

Yeah that doesn't matter he really likes Haruhi

It doesn't matter how he looks at his best friend.

Really it doesn't matter

They're just friends

Best friends

Even if Tamaki thought Kyoya was one of the most beautiful people he has ever met

It does not matter! I mean of course he finds him pretty everyone does! I mean he's in a host club for a reason.

Tamaki wishes he was a girl sometimes

He wishes he could be one of those girls who Kyoya talks to

Of course he would never say it out loud and besides it's more of a curiosity then anything

Nothing else

Just curiosity

Tamaki likes Haruhi a lot

He thinks she's the most nicest person he's ever met

So of course he likes her!

After all that's what's right

He likes Haruhi and no one else

[mymreaderlibrary]

Could always go for some old man yaoi between Price and an older veteran reader so here are some ramblings.

[Old friends, pre relationship, yearning, beard buddies, ramblings/ no coherency].

[Length: 739 words]

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The 141's mission calls for a specialization that they don't meet (at least not well enough to risk failure), but what would you know Price has an old buddy who can help. The thing is he's a veteran who's not all that interested in exiting his retirement especially considering he lost a limb. However he's not one to abandon those in need and with a little convincing he decides to assist, offering his expertise mostly off of the field.

In their downtime y/n and Price get to catch up and spend some time together over drinks. It's been a while since they've seen each other considering how differently they now lead their lives. Y/n is embarrassed to admit he's already getting grey hairs as Price questions his brutally short buzzcut. He never used to cut his hair like that even in his younger years. Price jokes that he's disappointed that y/n is trying to hide his new silver fox look. Y/n says he'll get to see it when it starts growing into his beard. Maybe it's the alcohol but the teasing lingers in both of their minds, feeling more sincere than joking.

Even if they've spent a lot of time apart there's still things they know about each other by heart. Particularly how apprehensive y/n is to being assisted with anything. There's no fragility allowed as he'd rather grin and bare it than accept help, especially with his new(ish) disability. Price doesn't speak on the matter, but he does get frustrated at the other man's stubbornness, a subtle crinkle to his eye as he watches his friend struggle.

Speaking of stubbornness, the 141 get to "enjoy" having two hardheaded older men on the same team. Double the scolding and double the exasperated sighing, somehow it's like being together has combined them into the ultimate grumpy old man. Laswell wouldn't admit it but once their voices start to layer over each other she tunes them out. They're gonna be going in circles for a while and it's near impossible to stop them. It would be almost comedic if it didn't happen all the damn time. ( Worst of all is that most of their arguments are them agreeing on something, but thinking the other misunderstood due to how they phrased their response).

Night times are often nostalgic, neither of them are heavy sleepers so if one wakes up so does the other. They try to get as much sleep in when they can, but if they feel like reminiscing over times long gone then who's to stop them. Stories about Price's younger years in training and y/n's experience with that one damn drill instructor who seemed to hate his guts. Stories about how shitty their first long range shots were and how they could barely even hit the target. Stories about all the times they found themselves in some form of trouble be it on the field or in base. Y/n remembers the time they had to share one shitty cot that they almost punched each other over. Price remembers when they were stuck in a tundra for over a month and were so excited to have a hot shower again they just went at the same time. Neither of them mention how much they actually enjoyed that closeness and how both of them were too cowardly to initiate anything. But they do mention the day they got split up, sent to entirely different countries. Y/n admits to being disappointed he hadn't gotten the chance to say goodbye... Price says he's glad they didn't, sometimes goodbye's like those are bad luck.

They take a moment to look at each other, see scars old and new, wrinkles forming in places that used to be so smooth. Price can't help but look at y/n's eyes, seeing that familiar color that never seemed to fade despite all its seen. He thinks back to that warm shower over a decade ago and how they looked then too. The steam that rose from y/n's chest, the subtle brush of skin they shared as they tried to dance around each other. He remembers that expectation of something more that never came.

They squeeze each other's hands, but the moment passes in silence and neither of them move. Eventually they break eye contact and drift back to sleep.

It seems even now they’re still too cowardly.

[bertoyana]

i don't even have a smart or funny caption for this one because what the fuck does these looks from erik even mean. why is he looking at charles like he wants to climb him like a tree. why does he look so painfully fond. i'm convinced this man got his ass taken over by erik lehnsherr's real spirit in this scene and he was being puppetered around like ratatouille or venom. what were even simon kimberg's indications here i'm so confused

[bl00dshy]

I love my boob obsessed masc I love how happy she gets when I send her photos

This is a wlw post men and minor's DNI!

[rosieaurora]

B. WOLF PINING HEADCANONS

The sheriff of Fabletown was in love with you for the longest time without you suspecting a thing.

And if he had his way, you’d never know.

He was supposed to be your friend - it was wrong for him to feel this way.

Bigby could hide from his feelings with work and drink all he liked, but he couldn't deny that yours was the face he looked forward to seeing every day.

Or how many times he had put his hand on the seat next to yours during a taxi ride, hoping for just the slightest touch of your hand, or how he would smile just a little bit more easily when you were around.

He thinks he's done a good job hiding his feelings so far, but to everybody else, it’s obvious he’s softer with you.

You couldn’t tell the difference because he’s always been that way around you.

He’s very protective for just a “friend” but you thought he was like that with everyone close to him.

Which is true. But you dial his protectiveness up to an eleven.

He walks you home if you’ve stayed out unusually late to make sure you’re safe.

If you’ve got a date with someone else, he won’t stop you from going, but he will ask around to find out if they’re an asshole or not so he can warn you.

He knows he wouldn’t be able to control himself if he found out you were being treated poorly and he would rather you didn’t see that side of him.

When you look at him, you don’t see a monster and he doesn’t want to lose that.

He doesn’t want to lose you.

You make his life so much better just by being in it and that’s what makes it all the more difficult for him.

Bigby knew people judged you for being his friend. He also knew you didn't care - he finally got the message the hundredth time you insisted you didn't care what other people thought.

But he did.

You don’t deserve to be shunned by every other fable just so he can be selfish and keep you in his life.

Bigby can’t imagine you ever returning his feelings so whenever an “I love you” almost slips out of him, he would imagine the betrayal in your eyes if you knew your best friend was in love with you and the words die in his throat.

Bigby can take a lot of punishment, but rejection from you would completely shatter him.

But, if you could learn to love the big bad wolf, maybe he could allow himself to dream a little.

[jaymang0]

Idiot YEARNS for BIGGER IDIOT