#sel.

[pocket-woes]

what's the best ? it's that the first thing i thought of, was you.

my, sel.

so we can start over again

[pocket-woes]

you put the sense in non.

i don't know what to say.

don't know what to feel.

maybe it's the way that everything manifests.

i don't like it.

i don't like anything.

anything, but, somewhat, not you ?

i don't even know.

i'm going in circles.

but atleast you're in the middle.

so i know it's fine because you're there.

[daybreaksys]

[mintaii]

thought 'what if they played werewolves' and then went 'they would get luffy out first bcos they realized he could end the game in less than 5 minutes'

[b1ttersweet-dreams]

i lost my mind just a little bit i am. not entirely normal about her yes this is a serial experiments lain crossover

[thinkinonsense]

first sleepover with worst!logan *mdni

the two of you hadn't been together very long before you invited logan to stay over; and to say he was hesitant would be an understatement.

"i'm not sure, princess..." he mumbles, getting up from the couch to leave again.

"c'mon lo..." you purr, stopping him by crawling into his lap. "it's getting late anyways."

this was the latest he had been over; almost three am. you weren't sure why he was so insistent on leaving, during the day he would hang around your apartment for hours but when night falls, he's eager to go. none of it made sense to you but to logan, it was crystal.

to start, he didn't want you to get too attached. logan couldn't have a sweet young girl like yourself get wrapped up in his twisted ways. from the moment first saw you in your silky, tiny nightgown he knew he wouldn't last a whole night alone with you.

"ain't gotta worry about me, sweetheart." he said, tucking a strand of lose hair behind your ear. "i can take care of myself out there."

you look up at him with these sad pouty lips that remind logan of one of the many times he's been shot in his lifetime. he loathed how soft you're making him; smoothing ever sharp edge of him until you've molded him into your perfect mate.

"pretty please, logan." you whine, wrapping both arms around his neck. the begging was only making it worse for him.

"i don't want to have to do this, doll face." he sighed, hands unknowingly traveling to your hips and playing with this silk.

"then stay here with me."

logan didn't think he was this weak. the old him would've just barked in your face and stormed out of the apartment already; but instead he's being dragged into your bedroom. the only part of your apartment that logan has never seen. well, technically he's peeked in once or twice but he's never been inside. everything about the room reminded him of you. soft pastels plastered everywhere and cute little decorations littered about.

what really got him was your bed. baby blue sheets with matching pillows and a decorative heart pillow front and center. if wade saw him sitting in this girly bed, logan would never hear the end of it. but for her? he would lay here until he died.

"whatcha think?" you ask him with a small smile.

"looks just like you; pretty and vibrant." he says, one hand on your jaw to pull you into a quick kiss.

logan stripped himself of his shirt before climbing in next to you. both of you laid on your sides with one of logan's arms wrapped firmly around your abdomen in the quiet bedroom. time passes and logan thinks he's finally got himself under control; falling asleep peacefully for once.

"mmm... lo..." you groan softly from your slumber.

logan wasn't an idiot, he knew what has happening. it wasn't easy but he tried to block you out, ignoring your sweet cries for him which had become manageable until you began squirming against him; your volume increasing little by little.

finally, he had to put an end to this torture. both large hands placed on your waist tightly and almost harshly to stop your movements, ultimately awakening you.

"lo, what are you-"

"can't even behave while sleeping, huh?" his voice was hot against your ear. logan's right hand travels up the nightgown to paw at your chest in a way that made your eyes roll back. his left hand travels south, exposing the thin matching material underneath your nightgown which sends your head flying back against his shoulder. the movement exposes your neck to him, biting and licking as he pleases.

"s-s-sorry for... for w-waking you up-p." you apologize, moving against his lower hand.

"no need to apologize, dollface." logan chuckles darkly at the eagerness and candor in your voice. "this is a much better sleepover than i imagined."

[hifuus]

Serial Experiments Lain (1998)

[ghostsofharrenhal]

East Blue Crew

[witchrealms]

(x)

[pocket-woes]

sel.

beloved and free, filled the life of mine with glee.

sadness seems distant, an unknown entity.

you spare me words that eradicate, mend, and be.

surely, any trace you leave is dent inside me.

[humanoidluv]

can we have people draw the speedsters with lightning scars please. especially the speedsters who were struck by lightning. pretty please. i know pietro wasn't but i think he'd look badass with them and hes a speedster

references for lichtenburg figures/lightning scars !!

[wiredzerotwo]

lain by 苒 @Ranm12s

[leifandthorn]

it's International Nonbinary Day, the only day you can reblog this internationally

(starring Sir Juniper and Agent Dex from Leif & Thorn)

[genderjester]

Tumblr users making anything

[ID: A variation of the Cap'n Crunch "Oops! All (blank)" meme. It reads: "Oops! All Vanilla Extract" End ID]

[thejudeduarte]

Being part of a small fandom is liking every single post you see about it because on tumblr little to no people have actually read the books 😭

I'm totally not talking about powerless and legendborn

[thinkinonsense]

what about a movie night with logan 🥺 n just soft cuddles and cute kisses

logan's day truly couldn't have been worse. none of the students listened to him, he was off his game while training, and a mission had gone south. all he wanted was to spend his evening with you in his lap and a cigar in his mouth.

when he finally returned to your shared bedroom, he found you half asleep with a random movie playing in the background. logan looked at you like you were a real life angel sitting upon his sheets.

"hi, baby." you let out this cute yawn that almost brings logan to his knees. "how was the mission?"

"shitty." he mumbled, trying to lit the cigar hanging loosely from his lips. "missed ya though, princess."

once the cigar was lit, logan crawled onto the bed and rested in between your legs. his head rested just above the waistband of your underwear, facial hair tickling the delicate skin on your tummy.

"missed you more." your heart fluttered at his words. "sorry your day was shitty."

logan shrugs, removing the cigar to place kisses on your hip bone. "don't matter anymore now that i'm here with you."

one of your hands tangled its way into his hair, playing with the little kitten tuffs you adored. logan traced shapes on your thigh while both of you finished the movie. at the end he crawls up to face you, setting the tiny bit of cigar on the nightstand before leaving kisses all over your pretty face. he couldn't have picked a better way to end his day.