#Silence AU

[icarusredwings]

"Do I look like him?"

He asks.

"What?"

He had to process the question. It was late and they both were far too many beers in to he going to bed any time soon. So what did they do? Talk.

About their pasts.. regrettably.

"Do I look like.. Him?"

"Oh... uhm...hm.." He pretended as if to think about it. He pretended as if he didn't want to jump up and scream yes and list off all the things they had in common. Between the way their eyes shined when talking about the specs of different weapons, the way they both would offer him their last bite of terrible MRE bran muffin because they knew one was never enough for him. The way their scars looked.. the genuine pure curiousity.. even when...

"Logan ?"

Yeah... like that. He didn't even realize he was staring.. or acknowledged the liquids seeking refuge on his cheeks instead of in his eyes, where they belonged.

".. Oh Wade.."

Bonus: Silence Au Wade!

[cat-angel-936]

Since I didn't get to finish what I was prepared for this Halloween, (I decided that I will upload it all at once next year) I decided to bring you this little "animation" of silent Chris without finishing it yet, but which I think fits with this day, also to tell a little of his story that occurred to me over the days.

Jaja parece un gif

This may change but it was what occurred to me, they were supposedly investigating a new species of worm/parasite and at one point it bites Chris and what happens in the animatic happens

[airplanned]

For the ask game: Silence

#7 and/or #12!

7. What inspired the plot?

I was thinking about Rhoam’s insistence on prayer being the way and how if he was really serious, he’d send her to the abbey. Then I got real into reading about monastic life. When I remembered vow of silence (I have a friend who used to go on silent retreats) I remembered the Link-is-mute theories, and those go together really well. At the time, I was also playing around with a novel idea with a mute protagonist.

12. Was there a scene you wished you could have included? Why didn't it fit in?

I don’t remember a specific scene, but I have this in my motivation brainstorming. This is very early brainstorming and basically none of this ended up happening.

Link wants to protect Hyrule, but he believes that he's crazy, and no one believes that he's capable of saving them (because he's crazy).  He's later convinced that he can hear the Goddess, and that make Zelda jealous.  She tells Link he's crazy, and he pulls away from her while she pulls away from him.  Then perhaps he gets dropped in solitary confinment (he goes himself?) and she has to go visit him and convince him that maybe he can hear the Goddess.  Then they can put her in solitary confinment after she and Link make up and get too chummy and the abbott is hesitant.  Link sneaks into the solitary confinment to talk to her, and her spirits are lifted.  

That’s a lot getting out in solitary confinement, which I don’t like the idea of. The abbey was much more of a punishment in early conception, but the world doesn’t need more mean religious characters, and I like kind people. Also this is a lot of going in and out and splitting apart and coming together and splitting apart. That’s gonna be awkward pacing.

[icarusredwings]

Mwahahahaha *hides acceptance, unwavering love, overcoming obsticals together, and truely streaching the meaning of 'till death do us part' in my angst fics*

*rubs hands together like an evil fly*

Made this for u 💝

[soupdwelling]

ok au where after becoming archivist jon starts getting into the habit of making vent tiktoks in his car after work because tim showed him how and at first he was like “this is stupid” but then it genuinely started helping him decompress so he just kept doing it in secret. and he eventually he gains a minor following who are becoming increasingly concerned because it goes from “the most INSUFFERABLE statement giver came in today” to “i got fucking KIDNAPPED AGAIN!!!”

[bigfatbreak]

pressing the envelope.

[saffron-gold-stardust]

The expressions really got under my skin.

[icarusredwings]

See this is EXACTLY what I was talking about for silence au wade.

Little punky fuck with big ass blue eyes and blonde that makes him look like Eminem but you drew this so much better. I KNOW this little shit has eyebrow peircings. I just know.

In origins wade has brown eyes and brown hair so this wade when he gets all that shit done to him, he looks like comic wade and logan compares them to chocolate lab and a yellow lab.

Origins wade!

[yuukirita]

Today B-127 has constructed a noise box. 

His task was to make something useful 

Suffice to say, he failed. 

Supplementary note: He spends too much time with Soundwave.

[shepscapades]

[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [PART 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

Nobody Anymore Nobody Anymore

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction. This part concludes this comic, but this moment doesn't end here: Don't Let it Reach the Heart will be the title of the fic that will follow the end of Destruction!]

[icarusredwings]

Silence

In an alternate universe.. Where Wade let Francis live, hoping it'll make him a better person. Hoping.. that by listening to Colossus.. just this one-time ...life wouldn't screw him over...

Chapter 1.

Francis Forever

Tw: Blood, intense codependency, feral behavior, discrimination, PTSD attacks, sleep issues, crying, derealization.

A 900 follower special.

Something wasn't right.

He picked this up about a week ago. The never leaving feeling that something was wrong.

Sure, Wade left for work trips. It wasn't uncommon. But it's been 8 days. Not a call. Not a voicemail, not a text saying he's okay. He hasn't even shared a stupid tiktok to him since.

Al told him not to worry so much, That Wade can take care of himself. That he has been since he moved in with her. “It's not like he can die.” She had said but something deep within Logan's chest felt flipped, uneasy and heavy. He knew she was just trying to calm him down but with each day that passed he became more restless.

He's tried calling. He's texted. He's messaged him on every social media account he knew of, even emailing him. Nothing. None at all.

It happened about 6 Days ago. When he sat up from their bed in the middle of the night, alone, with a devastating feeling in his gut. Like someone had just told him that all of the love he felt was in danger.

The last time he remembered feeling this way was when he thought his brother had killed his wife.

He's been trying to lay his head back down to sleep but instead he was pacing around the apartment at 3 am like a caged animal, trained to stay within these four walls, mentally somewhere far away.

“Go Take a walk. Because if not, you’re gonna burn a hole in our floor.” She told the man.

The dirty glare (at least, that's what she assumed) made her roll her eyes.

“I'm serious, It's not good for you to be cooped up like this. You've checked the window 17 times within the last hour, Logan.” The way she said his name was soft, the affection of a wise old woman.

“Yeah, sure, like you're going to get your deposit back anyway.” He growls back, as if only hearing the first part. It wasn't like Logan to be rude to Althea. Even when pissed off, so this was odd. She now understands the severity of the situation.

“Look, I'm sure everything is fine and he just forgot to charge his phone. You know how dumb that little psychopath can be. Once he was gone for 3 months and came back just fine.” She mutters to him.

Beginning to feel a snarl raise up in his throat, Logan grunts, shaking his head. He wanted to tell her to shut up. That she didn't understand because she didn't have a husband. That she didn't have anyone that loved her the way he loved Wade and he hasn't felt this worried over someone in decades. But he swallowed that. His mother raised him better… if he didn't have anything kind to say.. not to say it.

“...”

“And take the mutt with you, she's been dying to go to the park.”

About to decline, the dog brought the leash to him, wagging her tail hard from the sheer word “park” alone.

“Fine!....come on mary..”

Even walking the dog down the street, his pace was too quick, her little legs struggling to keep up as he growled, uneasy. He didn't know what to do without him talking to him. Was it always this noisey in the city? Usually Wade would yell over the noise, make jokes about people passing by and holding his hand to keep him grounded. So now what?

He didn't know where to put his hands.

Everyone always says how good he was getting but what did any of that matter if the man who made him better wasn't here to see any of his progress!?

He was trying to become the best version of himself, despite Wade sweetly telling him each night how he was the BEST wolverine because he was HIS wolvie, but he was only the best when with him!! How did he not get that!?

It didn't matter now. None of it did.

Grunting loudly, Logan stops his frustrated fast walk only when he heard Puppins whining and panting, trying hard to keep up. “Sorry..” he tells the dog, picking her up instead, in which she wags her tail, trying to put her tongue in his mouth as a thank you.

“Just because your papa gets to do that doesn't mean you can.” He tells the dog, Who pouts. Why not? She was a deadpool. She knew it. And if her papa got too, why not her?

Logan walks. He walks. And walks. And walks. Until finally something catches his eye. How did he end up here? When were the birds chirping? Since when did the sunlight show through the gaps of tree lines that were lined up on the sidewalk? Oh shit..

It was morning.

‘It's been at least 3 hours’ he thinks, but still he was upset, at least still in New York but found himself somewhere he didn't remember. By the water. Why would he go there? God- How long did he walk? Now he has to walk all the way home. And poor puppins? She didn't even want to come on this stupid trip and- he catches a scent.

“Wade?”

Sniffing more, the smell was off, as if he put on sea salt and air pollution perfume but his excitement clouded his judgment. “Wade!”

Shoving Mary into his flannel, he runs to the end of the street, stopping with a skirt of his boots, nose to the air and has the stance of a hound dog standing on its hind legs to smell for a coon in a tree. The moment he got another whiff, he darted in the other direction- into traffic.

Jumping over (and damaging) the hood, the driver shouted, waving a fist at him. “You damn mutie!! Look what you did to my car!!”

Puppins growled from hearing the word, letting out a few angry yips as Logan kept going, zig zagging through the lanes until he was on the sidewalk again, managing by the skin of his teeth.

Panting, he took deep breaths, huffing as his nose twitched. “Fuck! Where did- There.” He says to himself, the hairs on the back of his neck and arms raising as he catches just a sniff over the hot dog stand next to him.

His eyes widen, a toothy grin coming over him as he sees a lady in red with heavy make up. Now- Don't get him wrong, he didn't mind, but he was curious as to why Wade wouldn't answer him if he's- er- she's right there. “Wade!” He calls, but she still doesn't look.

Jogging up to her, the smell got thicker, but something still wasn't right. He could smell the chemicals of the concealer, the wig glue, the cancer, but this perfume wasn't Wade's. And also… When did Wade menstruate?

“Wade?” Logan borderline whimpered, poking his face in front of her, sniffing, only for her to scream and slap him with her purse. Instinctively, he jolts back, tilting his head, now with very sad eyes.

That wasn't Wade… He should have known better.. What's wrong with him? Since when could he not do something as simple as track down someone he's lived with for an entire two years already?

For a moment it hits him. Tears welling up in his eyes, his fists unclenching, ducking his head… he couldn't smell him.. and he didn't recognize this street. He didn't know where home was. And Wade wasn't here to guide him back…

He missed the way he would have grabbed Him by now, told him not to get lost, and joked that they should get him a collar so people don’t think he's a feral stray.

He missed his stupid jokes.

He missed his ever changing textured hands.

He missed his wretched smell of gun smoke, pizza bagels and inner abscesses.

He missed his annoying laugh.

He missed him more than anything.

There was nobody better to help him in this situation, where his vision became blurry, he was shaking, and his claws itched, wanting to pop.

Dipping into an alley, he put his back against the wall, sinking down as he held Mary close, trying to remember the breathing exercises that Wade had taught him, trying to calm himself as he let Puppins lick the salty tears that came from his panicked eyes.

It took his whole life to find out.. but he needed Wade. He needed him. That little katana waving bastard with the crooked smile and such big brown eyes from years ago. The one he would defend from Vic. He needed him. Those frustrating quips didn't seem so bad anymore.

“B-but you knew from the start it was always going to be us, didn't ya? You fucking asshole…” He whispered, Burying his face into his arms, claws unsheathed and bleeding.

Wade knew Logan would need him. Wade knew it from the start. It's why he was so nice to him. That's why he brought him home. It's why he gave Logan a home. A family. And the luxurious comfort of knowing the fridge would never be empty, and he always would have a warm bed to sleep in.

So how could he leave him alone… again..

[icarusredwings]

YES YES YES YES THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN SAAYYIINNGGG

This is canon in silsnce au which makes things 10x harder on him because wade DOESNT speak to anyone for about 4 months straight and Logan is terrified. Hes guilty. He begs him to say anything, pleads for him to talk to him, cries and kisses him so softly. "Please.."

If Worst Wolverine is infact Orgins Wolverine, do we think he hates when Wade goes quiet? That it reminds him too much of what Stryker did to him?

Do we think Logan wakes up to a quiet apartment and panics sightly, desperately looking down at Wade, his hands automatically moving to make sure that his lips are right there and that he can infact still speak?

Do we think Logan gets scared when he comes home and Wade is sat on the couch quietly watching a movie, and he quickly walks over to him mentally preparing to be met with a scarred over mouth, but is full of relief when Wade turns and greats him with a hug smile?

Do we think Logan gets flashbacks or panic attacks and the only way for him to be calmed is with Wade there talking to him? Muttering reassurance and telling him he is safe? Reminding Logan that he has his mouth, that he can speak until his voice breaks?

(I've never watched Origins, I've seen clips, but I just had this idea based on a single screenshot.)

[cat-angel-936]

In the end I decided to finish this drawing, at first I didn't want to finish it since it was just a doodle of a very short dream I had but in the end I thought the idea of ​​Chris answering questions was funny 🤭 so ask whatever you like, always with respect obviously and maybe they are answers with drawings that fast, so I practice a little hehe

I think I'll nickname this Chris "silence" or "silent Chris", because in my dream he didn't speak, or at least he didn't want to speak to me 🤷‍♀️

[phantomraekens]

as requested - why the fbi told neil to stop tweeting (prev post) (first)

[xiadong1024]

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