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Okay but ghost ghostface goes hard!

— credit to whoever the photographer and model is

how can you be a wolverine fan and not also be a multishipper? that man is a WHORE

need this movie..

Logan and Mary Puppins are so “dad and the dog he said he didn’t want” coded. He was acting disgusted by that dog for 90% of the movie, then when they were going to fight the Deadpools that almost baby-talk “You won’t wanna see this, bub.” slipped out. Then ofc there’s the bit at the end when they’re all at the table and he’s just sitting there playing with her ears and laughing as he makes her high-five Laura. I see you, mr “she is NOT coming with us”. You like that nasty little dog

Dogpool And Wolverine

Wade and Logan should have a sitcom, but it's basically Kim Possible live action. They own naked mole rat of a dog, Wade will dance opponent to death and obsessed with boybands, Logan loses his shirt on every mission.

Love this crossover! 😄

Good lord, that evil sure is dead!

My first ever gouache piece: bit of a learning curve with any new medium, but l've really enjoyed it! Ash Williams of Evil Dead fame. Black and white scan of painting also included in last pictures because I thought the scanner’s pointillism was cool.

Can you do scream queen PJ Soles? Please 🙏

Scream Queen - P.J. Soles

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Happy bi visibility month, bitches!

i miss them (poolverine fics on ao3)

ao3 needs to come back right now RIGHT NOW. i am going through withdrawals. i need my purring logan/nightmare stabbing comfort/soft wade and logan content before bedtime :(

people in fanfiction are so good at identifying v specific smells. I literally struggle to identify vanilla when I’m sniffing a candle labelled “VANILLA” how are these kids getting woodsmoke, rain, mint, and a whiff of byronic despair from a fuckin tshirt

you just got press crow'd. reblog to instantly press crow your friends

Like father, like daughter

The father-daughter face scrunch 🐈

An alternate universe where the poolverine dads take care of a tiny laura <3

This means everything to me

Poolverine being Laura’s dads headcannons

Note: in these headcannons, Laura would be high school age

Wade would be the good cop and Logan would be the bad cop.

Laura would join Wade and Logan on missions but not too many of them because she needs to go to school.

Wade would get Laura to stay with either Blind Al or with Yukio and Ellie and whenever she doesn’t go on missions. If they trust her enough to be home alone, they would give her an extra key to the apartment and leave food for her.

Whenever Wade tells her a joke, Logan would either roll his eyes or chuckle.

Wade and Logan helps with Laura’s homework whenever she needs it but when she asks for help with math, Wade would tell her to ask Logan because he’s not the best at math, especially the more difficult types of math. If its calculus, geometry, and other difficult types of math, Logan would help Laura with it.

Whenever there’s drama at school, Wade is most likely to want to hear about it.

When it’s time to give her the birds and the bees talk, both of them would talk to her and Wade would make some jokes here and there.

If Laura gets a boyfriend, girlfriend or partner, Wade and Logan would be happy for her if she is happy. When her boyfriend/girlfriend/partner meets them both, Wade and Logan would be very nice to him/her/them, they would also say “If you ever hurt Laura or break her heart, you’ll be sorry.”

Wade and Logan would give her 10:00 or 10:30 curfews when she goes out with her friends or partner, especially on school nights.

If Laura gets sick or injured at school, Logan, Wade or both of them would pick her up from school. If they’re on a mission, they would get Ellie and Yukio to pick her up. (Idk if Blind Al drives so please don’t @ me)

If Laura needs advice, Wade and Logan would always be willing to talk to her. They would reassure her that she doesn’t need to be scared or ashamed to ask.

Both Wade and Logan would sign permission slips for when Laura’s class is planning to go on a field trip.

If Laura has a date with her partner, Wade and/or Logan would drop her off. If her partner drives and they trust him/her/them enough they would let her partner pick her up. Wade would tell them both “If you two plan on having sex, make sure to use protection!” Wade and Logan would hug her before she leaves and tells her and her partner to drive safe and to be home by curfew.

When Laura is out, Wade and Logan would do stuff together at home or go out on a date.

They got to be happy <3

This is so damn cute, I love it!

Heartbeats

started watching xmen '97 and seeing logan standing in the doorway of jean's hospital room, watching jean and scott be happy parents together, gave me parasites like you wouldn't BELIEVE. enjoy the tender, calm moment shared between you and logan after giving birth

Ship: Logan Howlett x Fem!Reader

Rating: E for Everyone

Wordcount: 522

Warnings: birth, pregnancy, hospital visit, and hoLY SHIT I'M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE

The steady beat of a heart rate monitor was the only sound that filled the calm silence. Smooth, even, computerized beeps that tracked your pulse, consistently relaxed in their beat. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Logan breathed a content sigh into the crown of your head, stirring the hair he had brushed not two hours ago. The strands were tangled loosely in his beard and tickled along his chin. He smoothed his palm along your bare arm. Rough calluses passing over once sweat-soaked skin.

You stirred slightly against his flannel-clad chest. Shoulders, clothed in a hospital gown, burrowed against him. He could practically feel the groan of your sore muscles under your skin. You nuzzled into the crook of his neck, breath breezing across the stubble under Logan’s jaw.

He let his eyes fall open. Dimmed fluorescent lights bathed the hospital room in a dull, white glow. Shiny linoleum floors reflected the rising sun streaking through the wall-length windows. Vases of flowers, all your favorite kind and color, sat on the windowsill, petals practically glowing in the sunrise.

The TV nestled in the upper hand corner of the room was still on. Blessedly silent, as Logan had muted it once you’d fallen asleep, yet still playing a collection of your favorite movies on repeat. He chuckled quietly while remembering how insistent Jean had been about getting the nurses to play the discs she’d shoved into their hands.

Logan’s gaze shifted from scanning around the room to the bundle you held to your chest. A thick, heavenly soft hospital blanket was bunched in stripes of blue and green. The cloth rose and fell with your deep breathing.

Tucked away inside the blanket cocoon was the result of the fifteen hour labor you’d just endured. Eyes too big for her tiny head squeezed shut, small hands tucked against her chest under the swaddle, mop of dark curls brushed along her scalp. Quick heartbeats pumped life through her bite-sized body.

April Saige Howlett. Born at seven pounds, ten ounces. All the fingers and toes a baby could need just where they should be. Completely healthy, with bright, hazel eyes set under a deep brow bone. 

A warm hum rumbled in Logan’s chest. The two people most important to him were cradled in his arms. You, his exhausted wife, and April, his newborn daughter.

Daughter.

The word sounded foreign to him. 

Not once had he ever imagined this kind of happiness for himself. Never would have pictured himself propped up in your hospital bed, chin resting on your head, arms embracing the love, now loves, of his life. Steady beeps coming from the heart rate monitor, flashes of bright colors on the TV, the calming scent of dozens of flowers floating in the air.

He pressed a soft kiss into your hair. Warmth bloomed in his chest like a blossoming rose. Petals of light and peace drifting through his blood, leaving him utterly enraptured by the world held in his arms.

Logan closed his eyes, cheek resting on the top of your head, as he let himself drift off into the first tranquil sleep of his long life.

i'm crying now

yeah they were flirting in that honda odyssey

based on this text post that made me audibly laugh

Butch Logan anyone?