This Pops Up When You Type In Break Up >:)

when gravity falls merch keeps including that fuckass gnome

I rediscovered those hunger games simulators…

kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor.

logan was desperate for the relief of his mouth pressed to wade’s. he needed it, needed to put his feelings into an action. needed wade to do the same, to envelope logan in himself. he had spent years he couldn’t count feeling bitter, alone, guilty. he felt like a monster.

that is, until he found wade. or, more accurately, until wade found him. he was washed in the glow of the other man, felt his love surround him in ways he didn’t know possible. his grief untangled itself from the constricting hold on his heart and spread throughout him, and wade took as much of it from him as he could.

he had never had someone to share the load with, someone who would listen and care and hold him up when he was falling apart. he wanted to worship the other man, it was what logan imagined religion was for other people. he was addicted to the warmth that flooded his body when wade was in the room. would listen to his incessant rambling as if he was delivering a sermon.

the two were sitting very close to one another, on the living room floor. wade had one leg folded under himself, the other knee pulled up towards his chest as he turned to look at logan. logan was sitting with his legs criss-crossed, but they started to unfold as he leaned towards wade. the only light in the room was the glow of the television, whatever nic cage movie they had been watching was forgotten as they talked quietly to each other.

it was nights like these that felt holy to logan. sacred. like they were the only two people in the world awake right now. his right leg pressed into wade’s left thigh, and the point of contact felt like deliverance.

when logan pushed himself a few more inches forward, his lips just a breath away from wade’s, he saw wade’s mouth pull into a soft smile. when their mouths met, it felt like a baptism. he felt saved.

the two men (though logan felt the word man devalued what wade was to him) folded into one another before wade started leaning backwards, pulling logan down with him. their noses banged into each other with the movement and the two pulled apart to laugh quietly together. logan couldn’t school his smile into anything other than what it was: pure joy. wade’s eyes shone with affection, and the wolverine felt his smile widen further at the sight.

he hid his face in the other man’s neck, nuzzling into his skin, allowing himself to be swallowed in his scent. this was salvation, here on the living room floor of their shitty apartment in the middle of the night. if this was eternity, logan understood why people dedicated their lives to their religions - he would do anything to keep this forever.

and the best part of it all was that he could keep it forever. dripping in wade’s favor, this was his heaven.

i don’t believe in god, but i believe that you’re my savior.

Something I don’t think we talk about enough is when Erik sucked the blood out of a guy because he had “high iron.” Like he did that once in x2 and then never again

One thing that infuriates me about dreamscapers is why didn’t Stan just hide the deed in the portal room

We need to talk about how fucking scary natural disaster movies are. Today I watched the old twister movie with my family which I had already seen by the way, I felt more anxious watching it then any horror movie I’ve ever seen. Exspecially those movies they show you in science class. I’m terrified. Those are fucked up



This smile was insane! He finally found someone who could take his cat-like temperament. Someone he can scratch as hard as he likes, and he won't be hurt. Someone who will take all the hits and never leave. Someone who will give him back as hard as he gives. Someone who won't die on him.

Oh no car😢

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