#charlie logan

[daisyfield98]

[deadpoolya]

if I had a nickel for every time marvel studios released a project about a fourth wall breaking superhero with their love interest appearing in yellow suit for the first time on screen and the final scene of that project is a family dinner where the love interest is wearing a gray plaid shirt i'd have two nickels which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice.

[zanephillips]

The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)

[thornescratch]

There is so much going on here. Ovi and Miro's apparent extreme talent for Oreo rolling vs. every other Cap's lack of talent for Oreo rolling. Stromer's little flinch when it goes off the table, and his disappointment when it DOESN'T land in the ranch dip. Lappy HAPPILY eating the mustard Oreo. Chychrun's complete lack of comprehension for the game. These utter weirdos, I want them to be doing this shit all the time.

[sleepykoi]

Jaiden is an actual queen

never in my life would i think i would see Schlatt, Moist Critikal, Bella Poarch, Quackity, Logan Paul and IShowSpeed in a Jaiden Animations video but here we are

[howlett-variants]

Jackmans as troubled birds

[hauntingoldhouses]

I know your wife, and she wouldn't mind🍾

[loremaster]

i had referenced the infamous clonefucking buzzfeed poll on my desuhiko/makoto fusion... and then i couldn't not do the whole meme

agree? disagree? consider... some of these characters are Lying ;)

(charlie the peacekeeper belongs to @wackpedion)

[lovelyymeq]

[bumblebeebats]

It's all fun and games knitting/crocheting/etc while you binge TV until you realize that the Vibes of whatever you're watching will be inextricably woven into the item you're making for the rest of time. Exhibit A, I now have a cozy autumnal lap blanket that feels like Succession.

[milexa2000]

I would LOVEEEE to see a fanfic of 70s! Logan (or any type) with a reader with this type of personality

(Like imagine she’s like a new teacher for Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters and she arrives during some meeting with the X-men and logan can’t stop staring bc of how cute and dumb she is- ok lemme stop yapping💀)

[a-leg-without-fear]

Can you do a medium Peppermint latte with Matt murdock (or logan) with the prompt "All I feel is you,not the monster you made yourself believe."

I'll do both for ya! Two peppermint lattes, coming up!

His blood was up. That much you knew for sure. The way his fists trembled in their black gloves, the way his chest heaved under the black shirt stretched across his muscles, the way the splash of blood along his jaw accentuated the animalistic look in his dark eyes.

Matt had just gotten back from his nightly route around Hell's Kitchen. His black vigilante suit clung to him like a second skin. Wide, unseeing eyes focused somewhere on your chin.

You sat on the leather couched positioned in the middle of the living room. Shifting blues and purples shone from the wall-length windows and across the entire apartment. The light illuminated the Devil of Hell's Kitchen like a ghost in a haunted mirror.

"You alright?" you asked apprehensively. It was always hard to gauge what he'd need when he got like this. Whether it was a reassuring hug, rough sex, food. It differed every time.

He was silent as he descended the wooden stairs. Not even the creak of wood managed to cut through the tense silence between the two of you. You watched him with cautious curiosity.

"Anyone of interest get their teeth knocked out?" you joked in an attempt to lighten the mood. Matt kept his mouth closed, no witty remark slipping between his frowning lips, until his large boots met the apartment's wooden floor.

"I almost killed someone tonight."

The words hit you like a sack full of bricks. Unease settled under your skin and crawled through your system. You cleared your throat, trying to put on a calm face for him.

"Are you okay?" you asked again, pushing yourself up off the couch. Matt remained firmly planted where he stood at the bottom of the stairs. Mask clutched in a trembling fist, sweat beading down a furrowed brow, lower lip slightly quivering. You searched his pained expression, "Matt?"

"I started wailing on this guy. Hitting him over and over and over again," he began. The air around him was charged with static. Clouds rolled in over his head, shadows stretching along his haggard face, "He'd been abusing his son. Going in his room at night. I cornered him in an alley when he'd left to get beer."

"I don't need to know the rest," you said quietly. You took a few careful steps towards your devil. He showed no response.

"I need to say it," he breathed, Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. Matt blinked up at the ceiling. The beginnings of tears pooled in the corners of his eyes, "I couldn't control myself. I was so fucking angry. Why should this guy get to walk away after what he's done?"

"Matt..." you'd finally reached him. Your palm rested on the fabric covering his chest. A tremor rolled through his body.

"I only stopped when his heartbeat slowed. When he was on the edge," Matt choked out. His body sagged under the weight of his guilt.

"You stopped. That's the important part," you whispered through the falling rain. Drops of anguish fell from the gathering rainclouds above his head.

"I could have killed him," he murmured, voice trembling. You trailed your hand up the front of his body, giving him plenty of time to react or push you away, before you cradled his jaw in your palm. He sighed at the contact.

"You didn't. You're not a killer," you said. His gloved hand looped around your wrist, fingers pressing into the spot where your pulse flowed strongest.

"How can you know that? How can you know that I won't snap?" he asked with a quiet groan. Tears steadily fell from his misty eyes. You wiped a drop away with the pad of your thumb.

"You're not a killer, D. You're not the monster you've made yourself believe you are," you responded, now cradling both sides of his face between your hands. He let the full weight of his head, of his guilt and sorrow, be supported by your palms.

You held him like that for a while. Holding him up when the weight of his conscience bared down on him like the world above Atlas. Occasional whispers of your affection broke up the uneasy silence. How you loved him, how you were proud of him, how you'd always be there for him.

Eventually, his arms snaked around your waist. Matt held you to his chest, burying his nose in your hair and reveling in the comfort only you could provide. You rubbed soothing circles into whatever skin you had access to.

It was hard work, loving the Devil. Providing him an opportunity of repentance within your embrace had become a frequent occurrence. Cradling him to your body, letting him absorb the comfort you effortlessly provided, and bringing him back to reality. It was hard, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

Logan's chest rattled with each shaky exhale. His eyes were wide, frantic. Darting around the room like a cornered, wild animal. The tips of his adamantium claws poked out from between his knuckles.

Pale moonlight shone through the window, bathing the room in a faint, silver glow. You could just barely hear the chirping of crickets and the droning of cicadas outside your room.

Another nightmare. Logan had experienced another nightmare. And from the look of his wired state, it was a bad one.

You sat on the opposite side of the bed from him. Your legs were hugged against your chest, chin resting on your kneecaps. The way you'd huddled up wasn't out of fear. You'd never be afraid of Logan. It was to keep your skin clear of any claws that may strike out in Logan's frenzy.

"You okay?" you asked quietly, soothingly. Trying to calm his frayed nerves and bring him back to the present.

Hazel eyes met your own. The slide of metal on skin filled the silence between you, his claws retracting back beneath his skin. Logan blew out a trembling breath.

"Yeah, I'm okay," he mumbled, ruffling his mussed hair with tense fingers. You released your knees from where they were cradled to your chest and crawled across the bed. The sheets caressed the backs of your thighs as you sat in front of Logan.

"Wanna talk about it?" you offered with a gentle hand on his shoulder. Muscles jumped beneath heated skin. His eyes fell closed at the calming weight of your palm. A large, strong hand laced its fingers with yours.

"I... I killed you," Logan breathed, the sound agonizingly strained. His eyebrows turned up at the edges. He took in another shaky breath, lower lip quivering slightly, as he continued, "I held you in my arms as you died. Blood fucking everywhere. Because of me."

"Hey," you soothed, using your free hand to run your fingers gently down the side of his face. He leaned into the touch.

"I'm going to hurt you, doll. Why do you stick with me, when we both know I'll hurt you?" he uttered through clenched teeth. His eyes screwed shut, hot tears glittering in the moonlight where they'd gathered in the corners.

You contemplated your next words carefully. Your fingers continued to stroke down Logan's face, tangling lightly in his beard, as you formulated your response. He seemed to appreciate the closeness the two of you had fallen into. His forehead rested on yours, almost on instinct.

"You're not an animal, Lo," you finally said. His breath hitched behind his lips. The hand held in his squeezed at his fingers as you said, "You have control of yourself. I know you'll never hurt me."

"How do you know?" he responded, voice laced with despair.

"All I feel is you, Lo. Not the monster you've made yourself believe."

[thornescratch]

The Caps earnestly explaining what dogs they would be and what dogs their teammates would be.

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤

welcome to the strawberry shack! where men from all over come to play with our sweet girls, using their holes for their pleasure and relieving their stress. come join us for more adventures in our dessert-filled room, sit back, relax, and read about these hunky, dreamy men.

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𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥

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!warning! these fics will include size differences, innocent kink, age gaps, glory holes, use of women for men's pleasure, dirty talk, cheating kink, and possible dark content (depending on the character). all characters/reader are of age.

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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:

𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 - steve kemp

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𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒚𝒆𝒓 - andy barber

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - tangerine

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒄𝒌 - jake wyler

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 - colin shea

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - lloyd hansen 

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 - mark kincaid 

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒚 - lance tucker

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 - ransom drysdale

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒙𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 - curtis everett

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 - luke danes

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - mickey altieri 

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒆 - frank adler

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒇 - lee bodecker

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ��𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏 - clark kent (henry cavill)

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𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅 - jake jensen 

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒆𝒔 - max burnett

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒆 - logan howlett

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - billy loomis

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𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - john winchester

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - ari levinson

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 - steve rogers

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙-𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒏 - sam wilson

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒓 - willy wonka

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 - patrick hockstetter

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉 - johnny storm

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - stu macher

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 - terry the terrific

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏 - clark kent (tom welling)

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𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 - captain jack sparrow

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 - charlie swan 

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 - negan

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 - rick grimes

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 - dean winchester

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - nick fowler

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𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 - lucas lee

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒃𝒐𝒚 - nathan young

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𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙-𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒓 - bucky barnes

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!!SBG FASTPASS CHAPTER 86 SPOILERS!!

Oh my god, this chapter was insane. The stakes are rising so high now. The kids are being hunted in both the human and the phantom world and the fact that the phantom world has been more relaxing in the last few chapters is insane.

Jasmine is batshit insane and I don't know if I love or hate her. She's shooting those bullets like this is a BB gun or something but OH MY GOD, LOGAN! LOGAN, LOGAN, LOGAN, LOGANNNNN!

HE SHOT A HUMAN BEING! HE WANTED TO KILL HER! ALL THE KIDS DID AND THESE PANELS ARE SO FUCKING UNSETTLING I LOVE IT!! @pipthetwip it would be so cool if you did some horror art based on these panels!

The way Jasmine was fully ready to kill him for shooting her, talking about how Maverick can make do with five of them and SPEAKING OF THAT!!! @hozaloza YOU PREDICTED THAT JASMINE AND LOGAN WERE GONNA HAVE BEEF, HOW??? ARE YOU SECRETLY A SEER OR SOMETHING?

Anyways onto my favourite loser, Charlie! I literally love him so much he is my favourite member of the Crane Cult. He's like if a normal dude with somewhat decent morals was randomly shoved into a criminal organization and just vibed there until he couldn't anymore XD

Little bit of Aidlyn holding hands for the soul :)

The kids are now heading for New York to get help from the facility headquarters so they can shut the facility down and save their parents, Alex, Ryan, and maybe Charlie? Hopefully Charlie? Please don't kill him off Red

But speaking of New York, DOES RED KNOW THE AMOUNT OF FANFIC POSSIBILITIES SHE HAS GIVEN US AS A FANDOM WITH THIS NEW GOAL? THEY'RE GOING TO NEW YORK, THE LAND OF FICTIONAL HEROES! DO YOU KNOW HOW WELL THIS FITS INTO MY ATSV X SBG CROSSOVER?? RED, I LOVE YOUUUU

Anyways, good night, I can't wait for next week!

[hauntingoldhouses]

my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three.