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So there's a thing going around where you search on pinterest "your name" + core and posting the first 9 images as a moodboard so here's mine!
#logan#studyblr#logancore#moodboard#mood#dark academia#light academia#light acadamia aesthetic#dark academia aesthetic#mood board#dark academia moodboard#aesthetic#logan aesthetic
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GIVE ME THIS OLD MAN NOW!!! HES GIVING OLDER BOYFRIEND AND ITS DRIVING ME FERAL!! PLS ONE CHANCE HUGH!!! 😩😩
#my husband#oldermen#zaddy#older men do it better#aesthetic#hugh jackman angst#hugh jackman is daddy#hugh jackman x you#hugh jackman x reader#hugh jackman smut#hugh jackman imagines#hugh jackman#hugh jackman x y/n#logan howlet x reader#logan howlett imagine#logan howlet smut#logan xmen#logan x reader#logan wolverine#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#x men wolverine#wolverine x reader#wolverine#the wolverine#older boyfriend#i need a older man#give me one chance#look at him#old man logan
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life with lumberjack logan ✩‧₊°
#logan howlett#logan howlett xmen#wolverine#logan howlett as your boyfriend#logan howlett x you#cabin life#lumberjack logan#lumberjack aesthetic#mood board#logan howlett aesthetic#wolverine aesthetic#daryladdixonn
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Alice in Marvel-land
𐙚Yandere! Deadpool (Wade Wilson) x Reader x Yandere Wolverine (Logan Howlett)
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ In some worlds, you were Logan's little darling. In others, you were Wade's starry-eyed lover. But here in the void, there is only one of you and two of them.
⁀➷ GORE, yandere behavior, kidnapping, Deadpool being Deadpool.
⁺₊𝄞₊⁺ IDK, probs the Deadpool and Wolverine soundtrack
Logan feels the world slipping away.
Piece by piece, atom by atom.
In a blink, he's falling down darkness.
An endless rabbit hole.
What was the name of that fairy tale you liked so much?
The one with the girl who gets lost in splendor?
The dust is kicking up, framing the sunset portrait along the horizon.
The envoys are nearly home, this time they've brought someone back. The cage balls chime along the unsteady road. If you squint just far enough you can almost make out vibrant specks of red and yellow.
Strange, the void tends to wash out bright colors. Well, it tends to wash out just about everything.
You scrape your nails along the skeleton's sockets. Leave crescents in the decaying cartilage. "They're almost here" you call out awaiting Cassandra's next move. You watch dolefully as she's transfixed on a portal. The sparky thing unfurled like a fresh wound, strewing salt on persistent lacerations. She watches her brother, or well some variation of her brother. Surrounded by his new family, surrounded by those he loves. He's forgotten her, or maybe never even knew her. You think that the latter would hurt the most.
"Cassandra" Your voice rises in octave, this time getting her attention. "They're here".
"Coming" She sings, voice so chip it almost sounds like unshed tears. You send a final glare at the portal before it collapses on itself.
If you tried hard enough, maybe you could bring yourself to understand her pain. Those pesky notions of desperation for someone to love. But it
doesn't matter now everyone you've ever loved is dead anyway. And unlike Cassandra, you've long since given up on the childish dreams of being rescued by someone who would offer up love so freely.
"Maybe shut up now"
Logan's nerves are frying. Thin strings snapping with every syllable that leaves the red merc's mouth. He's starting to appreciate Stryker in a way he didn't even know he could. The man was a psychotic sadist but at least he knew when to sew someone's mouth shut. Maybe he can convince this Cassadra chick to do the same.
Logan's eyes are almost at 90 degrees of a roll when they stop. He stops, frozen. In the gaping mouth of the rotting skull, something all too familiar stands.
Or rather someone.
Someone he knew.
Someone he loved.
Your name tastes bitter on his tongue. All death and whisky.
Maybe cause it's been so long since the attack. Since he walked off for the night and left his family to die. Cause the last time he saw you, you were a mangled corpse laying in an open grave. Deadweight as he cradled you in his arms.
You walk closer. Face painted in too many shades of confusion.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Damn, he's started quoting that stupid book again.
"How do you know my name" You ask. You look just as beautiful as he remembers. Spine carved straight in pride with perfect lips, perfect eyes. His talons itch to glide across your soft skin, to feel you so intimately once more.
"LOOOGAN did you see what the bald chick just- HEY!!"
It takes too much effort to pull his gaze away. To stare at red and black and be reminded of cruel realities. But Wade has a tendency to be a persistent ache, some unwelcomed anchor to every problem he's ever had.
Only this time when he actually looks at him. Looks at the jittery body that's stilled abruptly. He can't help but be glad that he did. A bitter laugh bubbles in his throat. Maybe Wade's shut up for good this time.
He always knew you were special but this is truly a miracle.
"IT'S YOU!!"
Nope, didn't work. He knew he couldn't be that lucky.
Wade whispers your name, a forgotten prayer. Logan didn't even know the loudmouth knew how to pray. But he seems to almost soften when he sees you. That feral, cheeky killer, looks so so soft when he stares into your doe-eyes. Reaching out zealously to twirl a lock of your hair around his blood-soaked finger.
He can almost feel Wade choking on your essence, heart erratic, like a child finding a lost toy. He's drowning in ecstasy, and Logan is almost tempted to join him. You're here, a breath away. So close it's taking every ounce of self-control not to pull you to his chest and keep you locked between his arms until he finally dies too.
"Penunt look that's my girl!!"
"Your girl!?"
He had taken you for granted as he tends to do with most peaceful things. The realization had occurred a little too late. Right as he had been emptying a round into the target of the week's head.
He lands.
Arms high like an Olympian pleasing the crowd.
He wonders if he can make you cheer for him.
Clap and shout his name as he twirls around the mess he's made.
He wants to feel loved, although he'll never say it out loud. He's only ever been good with words when they're laced with sarcasm and profanity.
And maybe 'I love you' is just about the most obscene thing he can ever say to someone as sweet as you.
Wade plays the white rabbit, fluffy coat stained red from every kill. Tricking poor Alice into following him down cruel rabbit holes. Making you chase him through labyrinths then leaving you at every turn. He leads you to every kill, makes you watch as he dances in slaughter. He can even feel your eyes right now. Starlight slicing him open to quench vulgar interests.
Alice always follows the rabbit.
He stalks closer, white eyes fixated on your deliciously bewildered expression. Precious thing caught in a warzone. He can almost taste you on his tongue, the sharp tip of a star slivering the inside of his mouth, soft hands painting crescent moons along the back of his neck. He needs to carve his essence across your lips, to pour the after-kill adrenaline into your soul. He needs you.
Only this time...
This time he'd been too distracted. So caught up in claiming you as his victory prize that he didn't notice the grizzled man clinging to life...
And a pistole.
The bullet punctures his shoulder. An afterthought.
But the lead keeps going.
Penetrating the air until it lands bunglingly between your eyes.
You fall into his arms.
Deadweight.
Did the white rabbit ever miss Alice?
Did he ever realize how truly special such a curious girl made him feel?
He doubts it.
Doubts that a stupid rodent would have better emotional stability than him.
He's been given a second chance. A whole plethora of them actually. He's been deemed holy, righteous. And aren't gifts of marvel bestowed upon the truly blessed? What better blessing than the sight of you standing amongst the sand and skulls?
Good to see your affinity for dainty dresses spans across all universes...
He lets the blood trickle down his claws.
What else is there to do but dream of you?
It's the fourth day of his massacre and he's lost count of how many humans he's killed. Maybe cause after the first hundred the faces tend to blur.
He leaves your pleasants in between the rotting carcasses and broken glass. Only taking the torturous parts of you. The things that can hurt him. The sharp edges that he can slit his pulse point on, the vague memory of your glare before you cried. The soft skin of your neck between his jagged teeth.
Enough to keep the hate burning.
He wonders if the creatures of Wonderland wept after Alice left. He wonders if Wonderland lost its wonder.
But now you're standing here.
Alive.
And he wants so badly to remember the sweet taste of your lips. The soft push against his chapped lips as he swallows you whole. Even desperate rabbits can go a little feral. His eyes take in every breath, every scowl.
Alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Good to see your affinity for dainty dresses spans across all universes...
Aliath skids forward, mystified in lightning and smoke. You feel your bones collapsing under the rugged man's, Logan's, vice grip. You thrash and scream trying to break free but he only barks out orders to his friend before they take off running.
"Your safe, don't worry we got you." There's a comedic cadence to every word Wade says. You can almost fool yourself into enjoying it if the two weren't actively attempting to defy Cassandra, to defy Aliath, to defy deities and absolutes. To ripe you away from the only semblance of opulence you've come to know.
"Let me go, you custome-wearing freaks." His gripe tenses. "Don't struggle so much, we said you're safe, now hold still" Logan's anger ripples through you. It's almost muscle memory to still, to obey.
Did you know him? Know them?
In some past life too out of reach?
The ground shutters to a jagged rhythm. You're flying up, escaping the misty horrors of the ground. Your head pounds with the force, air slapping across your body as you taste the cotton of the clouds between your teeth.
Is this how Alice felt as her head hit the roof?
Wade mutters about the stars and educated wishes. About people who live and matter. Logan slices through his thigh, the mercenary's optimism making his body ring with phantom pains.
No one matters.
And when they start to, they die.
There are cruel absolutes in this world. He's tasted them all. Let them slice his tongue and heart and danced to every tune they've sung. He rips his claws out and digs them into Wade's chest.
Again
And again.
Wade savors the salty tang of blood inside his mouth.
Licks his teeth and runs his tongue over the gaping holes.
He's sitting in the front seat head rolled back.
High off the blood and adrenaline and the thought of having you so close.
"I take it all back, the Honda odysseys fucks hard"
Bones crack, interrupted mid-heal as Logan turns his head to glare. "Shut up" he rasps and Wade almost, almost, hears approval.
There's a low moan reverberating across the broken car. Late night sleepy mumble that's half 'I love you' and half 'I need you'. Neither one has heard it in such a long time.
"Finally awake sleeping beauty? Kinda surprised you could sleep through all of that" Wade shimmies to the back, only to be greeted by your foot smashing into his face, cracking his nose open, and sending a fresh wave of blood into his mouth. He pins your knee to the seat and wiggles himself between you. caging you with his elbows as he stares down at your pretty face. "Miss me, angel baby?"
"Wrong fairy tale" Logan turns around in his seat, claws out running them across your cheek "Please stop, just let me go" you've never begged before, never fallen so low. But these two things, mutants, mutates, or whatever they are, scare you. Reckless, suicidal, dangerous. You feel so helpless in their presence. Never knowing you're to be kissed or killed.
"You're as lovely as I remember" The melancholy colors him in a monochrome of sympathy. Here is a man who's gone through every horror and still gets out of bed. Or maybe he has to, maybe he can't quite die and can't quite reach heaven. So he gulps down his immortality with black coffee to at least pretend he's being buried six feet deep. "Even after all this time I still love you" You almost melt in his brown eyes. So lonely, so desperate.
Kill or kiss
You want him to do both. Want to kiss extinction on his lips while being impaled by the claws. Kill or kiss.
Both, both, both.
"You know~" Wade pushes himself up, "I think your dress should be red...and black. To match your favorite man."
"Who the hell said you were the favorite?" Wade leans forward, in a blink he's gripped Logan's wrist and lunged the Wolvarine's claws into your abdomen.
You writhe, the bones and metal feel almost heavenly inside of you. When he retracts the claws you moan out, it's too saccharine to hold back. Everything feels so much lighter, colorful. You feel your essence slipping out, gushing over the back seat.
Red waterfall, so pretty.
Dress stained red.
"Told ya so!"
Wade pulls you roughly by the shoulders and smashes his lips against yours. He's so cute, fickle Cheshire cat, tongue dancing across your mouth, slitting itself on your peaked teeth, and filling your mouth with thick red caterpillar smoke. "What the hell is wrong with you? You really are God's perfect idiot" Logan's anger is tangible, sweet, and bitter like hatter tea at midnight.
"S'okay Logan, it feels nice" Your words slur, slipping gauche from your tongue as you giggle profusely. You feel like Alice cracking open Wonderland's ribs, crawling inside, and smearing the wonder across your face.
"When I used to read fairy tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one" You've heard these words before, Alice's words. she's right. Your fairy tale is painted red with pretty, crazy, princes who think that slicing open a princess is easier than kissing her. You reach out for Logan, desperate for a kiss. "eat me" you mutter, and Logan's face morphs into pure terror "Wade what the hell have you done to her?".
"What? It's better this way trust me"
"I hate you"
Logan bends, meeting you halfway. He kisses you with all the wary of a dead man walking. All teeth and heart and bitter memories left to rot three lifetimes ago. He pushes himself between your bones, trying to carve out his ethos in your body. He'd burn the world so long as he gets to keep you.
You squeeze your thighs around Wade's muscular thighs and hips unlocking a gibby giggle from the man. His mask is half pulled up as he trails sloppy fervorous kisses across your neck and chest. The nostalgia slithering under your skin has you squirming, you've been through this all before. In a past life somewhere where storm monsters and voids don't exist. "Remember how good this feels?" Wade mumbles as his fingers dig into your puncture wounds, drawing slow, desperate moans from your puffy lips. You don't dare answer you don't know what would be worst admitting to liking the loudmouth ministrations or admitting there were other versions of you out there, other happy versions.
"Oh for hell's sake," Logan reclines the front seat and shuffles closer. Pulling down the back of your dress. His kisses are bite marks in disguise rabid and feral, the two things the man will never escape. His name rolls across your tongue, you let it slip in an airy moan. "No fair " Wade complains "I want you to say my name too." He pulls out his baby knife and etches the skin of your thighs. Scribbling doodles of stars and half hearts and the little symbol he wears on his belt. "W-wade" you gasp never knowing whether to scream in pain or giggle in bliss.
Logan laughs into your neck. You didn't even know he was capable of such a gentle thing. You bite his lip playfully. Dragging your fingers across his muscular arms. Your thumb pushes into the space between his knuckles asking for the claws. For the most macabre parts of him. You glide your tongue across the parish where flesh meets metal. Kissing the metal and bones and lapping at the blood. Watch curiously as he draws out a long airy sigh. "Good girl" he mumbles voice marred with ecstasy and you almost see the ghost of a smile smear across his pretty lips.
Wade's thumb gently rubs against your hips. Softly usering you into peace, tranquility. Your eyes get heavy, the car gets blurry. The grotesque realignment of their bones steering you into a deep, content sleep.
"Hey Peanut, you think Alice in Wonderland here would mind if we keep going? "
"Shut it, moron "
"Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if only I knew how to begin.”
🎀Bonus
Deadpool: "Do you think the author's going to write about us again? Or is she planning to finally write that Dune fic she keeps talking about?
Wolverine: "I have no fucking idea what the hell you're even talking about.
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#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool x reader#deadpool x you#wolverine#deadpool#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett x you#wade wilson#wade wilson x reader#wade wilson x you#yandere wolverine#yandere deadpool#yandere wade wilson#yandere logan howlett#yandere#yandere x reader#yancore#yandere x you#yandere aesthetic#yandere imagines#yandere male#yandere male x reader#marvel#yandere marvel
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:3
#deadpool 3#deadpool#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool vs wolverine#wolverine#hugh jackman#ryan reynolds#poolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#wade wilson x reader#marvel#mcu#marvel cinematic#marvel cinematic universe#moodboard#icons#moodboard aesthetic#messy icons#actors#logan howlett smut#logan howlett x reader#wolverine smut#hugh jackman wolverine#wolverine x reader#wolverpool#wade winston wilson#wade wilson smut#deadpool movie#deadpool smut
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It has been 36 days since we got to see our American boy, logan sargeant on the track
#marciamoodboard˙✧˖°📷 ⋆。˚꩜#marcia grid~#aesthetic moodboard#marcia favorite˙✧˖#aesthetic#moodboard aesthetic#moodboard#aesthetic layouts#f1 2024#f1 fanfic#f1#logan sergeant x reader#logan sergeant#logan sergeant smut#logan sergeant fluff#logan sergeant angst#logan sergeants#logan sergeant x you#logan sergeant smau#logan sargent x reader#logan sargeant x reader#logan sargeant#logan sargeant x you#logan sargeant smau#logan sargeant social media au#logan sargeant smut#logan sargeant angst#logan sargeant fluff#f1 smau#f1 smut
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fanfiction and pinterest are the only two things keeping me alive rn lowkey
#ao3#ao3 fanfic#wattpad#ao3fic#wolverine#wolverine x reader#logan howlett#deadpool#logan howlett x reader#ethel cain#ghostface x reader#slasher x reader#slasher x you#pinterest#pinterest girl#fanfic#fanfiction#cecilia lisbon#girl interupted syndrome#alana champion#americana#coquette#coquette aesthetic#deadpool and wolverine#blythe doll#lisbon sisters
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He supported me and my family🙏🏼📍
Hello, my name is Ahmed Omar. I’m 23 years old, living in Gaza City. We are enduring a brutal war of extermination, starvation, and displacement. This war has shattered our dreams and taken away everything we once owned. Now, my family and I can no longer live as we used to.
We are staying in a tent, far from our destroyed home, which is no longer habitable. We cannot support ourselves in this unfamiliar place. Every day is a struggle just to survive, and we lack even the most basic necessities.
I hope anyone who reads my story can help me and my family, even with a small contribution. It's been 18 days since I created my GoFundMe account, and not a single dollar has been donated.
#el shab hussein#90s#90s aesthetic#90s fashion#free gaza#gaza genocide#gaza strip#gazaunderattack#gravity falls#logan howlett#olympics#poolverine#the umbrella academy#advertising#free palestine#cnc free use#free use slvt#kpop#nnstuff#news#art#basketball#japan#thick and juicy#jujutsu kaisen#this is what makes us girls#history#youtube
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I think...I miss my wife.......
#drawing#my art#digital art#fanart#2000s style#2000s aesthetic#artists on tumblr#deadpool movie#deadpool#deadpool 3#deadpool marvel#deadpool and wolverine#wolverine mcu#wolverpool#wolverine#poolverine#deathclaw#myart#my artwork#deathclaws#deadpool x wolverine#deadpool fanart#wolverine and deadpool#wolverine x deadpool#logan wolverine#james logan howlett#logan howlett#loganpool
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THE TAKING OF DEBORAH LOGAN
2014, dir. Adam Robitel
#the taking of deborah logan#jill larson#adam robitel#horroredit#horror films#horror#found footage#body horror#gore#blood#biology#guro#ero guro#scary#creepy#creepy af#creepy aesthetic#macabre#monster#surreal
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#i need him#logan howlett#logan wolverine#logan x reader#loganpool#wade x logan#hugh jackman x reader#hugh jackman#moodboard#marvel aesthetic#marvel#marvel x reader#wade wilson#girlblogging#i’m just a girl#just girly things#girl therapy#girl thoughts#girlhood#hyper feminine#pinterest#this is a girlblog#girl things#wandasgirlblog posts#girl blogger#deadpool x reader#deadpool#found on pinterest#source: pintrest#girly blog
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logan x weird girl moodboard ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
#logan ₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧#moodboards!#weird girl moodboard#weird girl aesthetic#zooey deschanel#logan howlett#logan x reader#wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#logan howlett x reader#wolverine x you#wolverine x reader#x-men#hugh jackman#twee
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He got the leather jacket over the denim jacket over the plaid shirt over the “wife-beater”. That’s a look right there. 😮💨😮💨
#oldermen#my husband#zaddy#older men do it better#hugh jackman x y/n#hugh jackman is daddy#hugh jackman x you#hugh jackman x reader#hugh jackman smut#hugh jackman imagines#hugh jackman edit#hugh jackman#wolverine xmen#wolverine headcanons#wolverine#wolverine x men#wolverine x reader#logan howlett imagine#logan x reader#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#logan howlet smut#logan howlet x reader#logan xmen#logan x you#huge jackman#aesthetic#x men wolverine#x men movies#the wolverine
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cowboy logan moodboard <3
#logan howlett#wolverine#dorkszn#logan howlett x reader#dorkfilmz#cowboy au#james howlett logan#james howlett#x men origins wolverine#xmen wolverine#wolverine x reader#moodboard#logan howlett moodboard#logan howlett aesthetic#xmen origins#cowboy
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♡ Domestic HC w/ Yandere!Deadpool & Yandere! Wolverine
♡ These are SO random but I just wanted to jot them down
⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚。 ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆
♡ Imagine Yandere Deadpool AND Yandere Wolverine falling in love with you. Imagine Logan sulking and admiring you from afar, too engrossed in his self-loathing to ever even approach you.
♡ Imagine Wade noticing...noticing how Logan looks at you, all brusque adoration and longing eyes. Noticing your doe-eyes and soft smile. Cute little thing, precious and venerable. You'd be so much safer with them, tucked away where the bad things/people can't reach you.
♡ Imagine Wade kidnapping you in the dead of the night. Red shadow ripping you out of your tranquil life. Holding you tightly as he runs across the skyline.
♡ Imagine Logan's surprise when he finds you on the couch. Scared and puffy-eyed, mumbling about the anti-hero who took you. "SURPRISE, PEANUT!!" And oh boy is he surprised. He's supposed to be angry, to lash out and slash through the loudmouth's flesh like confetti. But poor Logan can't help but kneel down next to you and capture your lips with his
♡ Imagine Wade Wilson getting you, a stuffed Deadpool and Wolverine plushes. Him saying that you'll have someone to keep you company when he and Logan are out on missions. You may hate your captures but you have to admit these tiny little guys aren't so bad. They're a melancholy reminder of the people's adoration for the superheroes. Of innocent idolization and blissful ignorance. You can't help but give them both a little kiss...
♡ Imagine Logan Howlett being grumpy because you're paying more attention to a literal toy, than him. Honestly, why do you even need a mini version of him when he's right there? And he doubts that little guy can delight you the way he can.
♡ Imagine waking up between Wade and Logan. They're still in their suits having just got home from a mission. Subconsciously you intertwine your legs with Logan as Wade cuddles you from behind. Soft kisses and sweet nothings from Wade as Logan bites the length of your neck to your shoulder. They're so scary, so selfish...but you can't help feeling safe and cherished between them.
♡ Imagine wearing their half hearts. Wade's around your wrist and Logan's around your neck. Logan loves tugging on the necklace, pulling on his lap as he forces his tongue past your sweet puffy lips. Wade prefers the way the pendant hangs by your pulse point. An extension of you, and an extension of him. He likes to joke that you literally hold his heart in your hands. Before biting your wrist, feeling your heartbeat in his mouth, and running his tongue along the blood drops.
#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool x reader#deadpool x you#wolverine#deadpool#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett x you#wade wilson#wade wilson x reader#wade wilson x you#yandere wolverine#yandere deadpool#yandere wade wilson#yandere logan howlett#yandere#yandere x reader#yancore#yandere x you#yandere aesthetic#yandere imagines#yandere male#yandere male x reader#marvel#yandere marvel
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#「 hugh jackman 」#「 moodboard 」#hugh jackman wolverine#hugh jackman smut#moodboard#actor moodboard#icons#actors#pink#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#deadpool movie#deadpool#wolverine#wolverine x reader#wolverine smut#hugh jackman#hugh jackman moodboard#hugh jackman x reader#cinema icons#messy icons#moodboard aesthetic#hugh jackman edit#hugh jackman icons#deadpool vs wolverine#deadpool wolverine#james logan howlett#poolverine
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