Loki: Everybody Lied To Me When I Got Engaged

~ '86 class at slider's house🥰

maverick: *sighs* this couch is so hard... -wolf, you shut your goddamn mouth- sli, buddy, got any pillows?

slider: just a second

*picks iceman up by the waist, relishing in the high-pitched yelp his best friend won't ever admit to*

slider: here you go!

*chucks ice on top of mav*

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maverick: babe i love you but you're really heavy

iceman: did you just call me fat?

maverick: nO-

*hollywood and wolfman cackling in the corner, mother goose has his face in his hands, sundown couldn't take it anymore & left half an hour ago*

everytime i see him

mr.spader & animals part 1/? (i found so many on my pinterest dive omg)

fuck yeah so readyyyyy♡♡♡♡♡

oof guys gays and gals the poolverine fics are gonna take a while. life got in the way, mental health got in the way, everything got in the way🫡🫶🏼 i'll hurry up as good as i can though, in the meantime what are y'alls hcs for poolverine that i should maybe include in a fic?♡

also anyone on here that has listened to sherlock & co. ? i just started it yesterday and i'm OBSESSED

watched daredevil born again yesterday.

cried. sobbed. DON'T TALK TO MEEE

(seriously speaking the series is amazing & i missed it all so much♡ though i will be needing about half a business year to process & will sue feige for emotional distress. lol)

poolverine + sensory overload while grocery shopping anyone? taken from personal experience and the mountain of poolverine fics i've consumed already

disclaimer: if any of the aspects i've written for logan being autistic (it isn't mentioned but this was my intention here) are offensive or falsely written tell me immediately! i am undiagnosed but after quite a lot of my friends (both on the spectrum and not) telling me multiple times to get checked and TONS of research i'm pretty sure i'm on the spectrum as well. soooo this is basically what i've gathered from research, other fics and my own experiences with stuff like this. thanks! also minimal use of slightly stronger language (the f word, hurray :-D)

this is so bad i'm sorry

They were in the sweets aisle, trying to pick out various snacks for their movie night later on. It was bustling all around them, the small supermarket full with families and screaming kids and chatty old ladies and noise, so much fucking noise-

Logan flinched when something touched his cheek, belatedly realizing that Wade stood in front of him, their half-filled cart discarded by their side and one of his hands raised to his face.

"Sorry sweetums," Wade smiled sheepishly, "Didn't wanna scare you. You looked a little out of it. Breathing a little heavy and all"

Logan harrumphed, looking at the floor between them. Wade was wearing his bright neon pink converse again, the laces red on one side and yellow on the other, which was admittedly... cute. He remembered how proud Wade had been as he stumbled out of the bedroom with poorly conceiled excitement, shoving his shoes in his face because look peanut, our suits-

Once again he was forced out of his head and back into the disgustingly loud supermarket as Wade took his hand, gently stroking over his knuckles.

Logan managed to rip his gaze back to Wade's face, finding such genuine understanding in those lovely eyes that he felt even more queasy than he already did. Damn you, Wilson.

His head spun from the onslaught of everything, noise and lights and embarrassment forcing a very unwelcome wetness to gather in his eyes. The hand Wade was holding shook lightly. His whole body trembled. Fuck, he wanted to say something, wanted to assure his boyfriend that he was okay, but his throat worked, his mouth opened, yet nothing came out.

"Hey" Wade's voice was so soft. He didn't flinch this time as his hand came to rest on his cheek, the touch featherlight and warm.

An embarrassingly high whimper left him as some shrieking children passed by and his eyes screwed shut, trusting Wade to handle the rest.

And suddenly...

Wait.

Madonna quietly played in his ears?

Confused, he cracked his eyes open and saw Wade watching him, holding his phone up for him to see.

"Don't worry your pretty head Wolvie, you've got noise cancelling headphones on. Courtesy of moi, if you please, buuut you gotta suffer through my shower playlist for the time being. It's the only one I have downloaded."

An opened note read. Wade mouthed a "sorry" at him, but the sheepish grin told him he wasn't. At all. Though Logan knew him well enough, so very well, that if he even mentioned that it was too much Wade would immediately switch it all off.

Logan had to admit, the music dialed the incessant chattering and shouting around him pretty much down to zero.

The wonders of technology, he supposed.

Wade held his hand and waited patiently as Logan just breathed for a bit, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. One jerky motion to the phone and the mercenary handed it over, watching as Logan typed with unsteady hands.

"Can we leave please? S too much"

The note was so timid, so careful in fear of rejection that Wade felt his poor heart squeeze in his chest - gosh dang it if only people knew how gentle and loving the man in front of him was.

"Sure hun we were pretty much finished anyway. You good if we go check out real quick? Al's gonna cook us instead if we don't bring something back home, and while you taste pretty good I can't promise that for myself ;-D... we can use the self check out, it's quicker"

Logan surprised both of them with the huff of amusement that left him as he nodded.

The focus he needed to use to read Wade's rambling in note form kept him safe from getting lost in his head again. His boyfriend’s ability to talk forever beyond might be pretty annoying at times, but Logan had long since found it to be comforting.

Wade carefully guided both of them through the maze of food aisles and too many people, keeping their hands intertwined while he pushed their cart until they found a free self checkout.

Logan zoned out a bit to the mindless music that played over the headphones as Wade went through their groceries, bagging them quickly. He payed before turning around to face him, motioning to the exit with his head.

They stopped just outside the store in a small secluded corner and Wade put the bags down at their feet, stepping closer and smiling again.

Logan smiled back, hoping it could convey the relief and love he felt without having to use words. He leaned closer, a little shyly, and with a quick look around he pressed a kiss to Wade's lips, reveling in the vibrations of a slight whine he could feel from his boyfriend. They parted and Logan took a deep breath in, pushing the air out of his lungs a lot more calmly than he had done mere minutes ago.

The headphones came off next and Logan sighed, shaking off the last bit of the sensory overload he'd just experienced as he scrubbed over his eyes. It was far more quiet outside, and his head felt a little fuzzy at most instead of the stinging buzz from before.

Cars honked in the distance, a light breeze drifted past him and the man he loved stood right in front of him, Logan's supernatural hearing picking up the steady thud of his heartbeat almost immediately.

"Love you bub."

Thank you.

"I love you too peanut! So much. More than Puppins too, but don't tell her that. She's already peed in my shoes once and I can tell you, that golden shower was not pleasant."

Logan snorted and both of them giggled, sharing another soft kiss before they hoisted the grocery bags back up.

The way home was filled with banter, clumsy kisses and bumping shoulders. Maybe one or two spilled milk cartoons as well, but that was a secret between them.

(Oh hello! Wade here! Deadpool, merc with a mouth, your personal wet dream, whatever pleases you perverted little readers - if you even attempt to tell Al about that last bit I'll torture this one with a little more writer's block! /Oh thanks Wade, so nice of you/ Shush you, this is my side note! So many ideas yet so little words... you decide pookies. Bye for now! I've got 400 pounds of sleepy kitty in my bed who likes me as his personal pillow. See ya!)

marvel nostalgia incoming in 3... 2... 1...

just saw an edit on tiktok of endgame having been released 4 years ago...

4 YEARS? 4 GODDAMN YEARS?

watching this movie in the cinema was one of the wildest nights i ever had - sobbing together with one of my best friends and my dad, watching people of all ages, from children to grandpas, cry and cheer and completely lose their shit all together, everyone having simultaneously the best and worst night ever!

don't get me started on those poor workers at the cinema oof °•° people curled up and the floor, hugging each other, close to hysterics from crying too hard (honestly my bestie and i weren't better) and trying to fix their makeup but just randomly bursting into tears once more.

that cinema was a MESS. but the most beautiful mess i'd ever seen, and i'll never forget that night which brought so many strangers together.

(again kudos to those workers for continuously hydrating everyone through the night, & to that one sweet worker who helped me search for my lost wallet<3)

fellow marvel nerds, i wanna hear all of your endgame cinema experiences! gladly write away in those comments☆

of course he was😭👋🏼

@ wir.sehen.euch

after adding hobie to my list of characters i obsess over... i might just sketch out a punk doc ock cosplay

(or a punk loki? a only lovers left alive loki variant? with a costume variation? omg)

this is my absolute comfort movie and i don't even know why<3 virgil is such a sweetheart

At First Sight (1999)