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Sketching/drawing is where I find most of my joy in the art process so I drew my favorite fellas at, likely, their most casual.

I really, really like the challenge of applying realistic musculature and mass to otherwise very cartoony figures, so these were both relaxing and very fun to work on.

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completely based off this post

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Guys they are so silly

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Arthur would have been a nightmare to find

(⚠️!!Talk of human decomp under the cut!!⚠️)

Arthur's body when shown in "Charles finding Arthur" art, is often a bit pale, maybe a bit bloody or with a gun shot, but it still looks fairly okay, in a way it can still look as though Arthur is asleep, but he would not have looked like that.

Charles was gone for at least two months after Arthur's death, helping the natives flee to Canada and then getting back when he heard of his companions death, over two months a body looks far different.

At this point we would have entered what is called advanced decay, all the soft mass of the body is gone, this includes skin, so what you got left is exposed bones with dried up ligaments as well as a sticky byproducts left behind by the decomp process.

The body will have a very carved in look to it and will be discolored. Fluids will be running out of openings, flies and insects will be grawing at the hard tissue and the smell would be harsh as gasses are allowed out.

Moving someone like this would not be easy, as unlike Steve the skeleton down in biology, the bones are no longer held together and trying to move them with cause tendons to snap and break apart the body. I am honestly impressed with Charles for being able to do that.

On a similar note, Susan, her body would be the same, but there is also the fact of the Murfree Brood who would most likely have retaken their old hide out by then and done probably terrible things with her body as they have a habit of doing.

(Tags: @pinescent-and-gingerbread @photo1030 )

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THEY MAKE ME INSANE

Proof below:

Also, I’m fucking crying, I think his arm is like that bc he fell asleep holding the photo.

EDIT: more proof:

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the really enthusiastic clapping and giggling whilst being in the wolverine suit really gets me

he is the cutest alive

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DP & Wolverine short fic. Hug?

This takes place on the walk home right after Deadpool invites Wolverine to come live with him. Dp has a genuine request.

Also on Ao3! (/ /) <- Punctuation indicates Dp breaking the fourth wall.

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Walking out of the neighborhood they had so graciously devastated by their attempts at fighting off a horde of regenerating, smack-talking, red ninjas was gloriously uneventful. The sound of firehoses spraying, the smell of drying blood, and police chatter began to fade as the two heroes departed, heading towards the general direction of Wade's apartment. (/I could so call Dopinder to pick us up, but then I'd miss my chance!/) <- He'll be sure to pop in again just like that.

Deadpool clears his throat, "Hey, uh, Wolvie?"

"Hm?" the man in a hoodie and yellow pants answers, not breaking his stride. Dogpool trots loyally at their heels.

Wade stops, the bottom of his boots scraping the pavement and places his hands together, entwining his own fingers. This causes Logan to halt as well, beginning to wonder what was so important that they had to stop their trek back to the apartment.

"Today's been a lot, obviously. I mean, we've seen other cinematic universes, experienced the joys of the desert, you lost your top and your tits were out for the whole world to see and I know you've been terribly dehydrated for approximately 3 days, thanks Hollywood body standards." He's written in that last bit himself. Great.

"And, as men, we are incredibly emotionally stunted, and you can stab me in the chest for asking this: but I implore you, with the upmost respect, and desperation, along with the incredible willingness to beg for hours and hours the likes of which the reader has never experienced before (/even on Wattpad, you little freaks/)," he takes a breath, "…can I hug you?"

He sounds completely earnest, if a bit pathetic. Logan takes a moment to study the man with blue eyes that seemed to soften as he spoke his request, contemplating whether this was some ridiculous ploy to get overly touchy with him or to spring a sneak attack.

Finding Wade wearing a small hopeful smile, patiently standing with his hands clasped, and quiet as if holding his breath, Logan resigns himself with a sigh. It's been a long, emotional (though, he'll only admit it when he's 10 bottles down and forgets where he is), and painful day of literally saving the universe and he wants nothing more than to crash on Wade's couch. A simple hug between heroic partners wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

"If you grab anything, or make inappropriate comments, I'll cut your damn head off," he says, though there's no true venom behind his claim, and lazily opens his arms.

In an instant, Wade closes the gap, eliciting an 'oof' from the other. The merc wraps his arms tightly underneath Logan's and practically nuzzles into his neck.

"Alright, bub. That's enough," Logan pats Wade's back. "C'mon, we gotta--"

He's cut off by Wade making strained noises, clutching him tighter, and attempting to lift the shorter man off the ground.

"Wade."

"…yeah?" He struggles out.

"My bones are made of metal," Logan supplies.

"Doesn't matter!" He tugs, only slightly elevating the other's heels, "I can totally do this! I'm gonna recreate the damn Notebook(TM) scene if it kills me," he readjusts his stance and heaves again. "Oh glorious Ryan Gosling, give me your Kenergy! HYAH!" There's a sharp crack and Wade drops his arms and slumps.

"That was your back, wasn't it?" Logan deadpans.

"I uh-," Wade twists his torso away. "Have no idea what you mean. I'm just taking a bit of a break!" /nice/ his yellow text box supplies. He rights himself with another loud crack, "YEOWCH! Ah, see! Good as-"

He's cut off by two large arms sweeping under his own, tightening around his lower back, and suddenly being lifted off the ground with a yelp.

"Like this?" Logan smirks, tightening his hold, looking up at the merc. That hairy man is a bit of a flirt, after all.

Instinctively, Wade lifts one of his legs at an angle and grabs the other's shoulders for stability, as if he'd need it.

(/Any excuse to grab those honkin' chunks of meat!/) Would you get out of my text and let me narrate it?! (/…yeah go ahead-- Wait! My turn to speaky./)

"Oh, Wolverine! So strong, so heroic!" Deadpool fawns, holding his hand to his own face, mimicking a womanly voice. Adding a slight growl to his voice, he then says, "Come here, my scrumptious Honey Badger," and ducks down quickly in an attempt to catch the other in a kiss.

Just as quickly, Logan reacts by completely releasing his hold and stepping back, allowing Wade to comically fall smack down on his face with an 'ack!'

"We're not doing that, bub," Wolverine grumbles, beginning to walk away.

"Yet!" Deadpool lifts his upper body off the ground, holding up his pointer finger. "There's a 'yet' buried under all those grunts! It's okay, my darling, I'll treat you just as sweetly until we do! And when we do, ohoho boy, sparks will fly!" Logan continues his walk away from the man lying on the pavement. Dogpool takes interest in the dropped man and begins licking at the side of his face. "Fireworks!" Wade finally gets to his feet, in pursuit of his partner, "Balloons! Confetti! It'll be on national news and Chappell Roan will sing at our wedding! It'll be the biggest LGBTQ win the MCU will ever have! I already have the arrangements picked out…"

Deadpool continues his yapping in pursuit of the Wolverine, chasing his dream of finally becoming mainstream official with the metal-clawed Canadian.

(/By the way, I totally coulda lifted him ;P/)

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#The destiel confession scene but it's just text posts from this day because I still can't believe this was real

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@schnuffel-danny hehehe

regarding this post: from schnuffle

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(sorry I'm still thinking about 20 y/o children's fantasy book Tintenherz & sequels by Cornelia Funke, please move along)

the mo/staubfinger dynamic is so insane like

you have this guy who is dropped into a wholly unfamiliar environment, literally transported into another dimension and there's only 3 people who even know this happened to him, only 3 in the entire world; and out of these 3, 2 came from the same place as him, sure, but those 2 are also his worst enemies who he has a very violent history with

and then there's mo. the whole situation kinda is his fault, true (at least in staubfinger's mind it is and who could blame him) but he's also the only person on earth who at least sort of knows what happened to him and who probably won't brutalize him

plus they both lost the loves of their respective lives to another world at the same time but that's cool that's just the cherry on top at this point

like are you telling me they didn't form an extremely intense emotional bond forged of lots of conflicting things, of grief and anger and hate and longing. with the only other person in the world who knows what happened, who they do not have to lie to, who they can maybe find the facsimile of comfort with, even though it's painful and weird and probably kinda unhealthy (but then again, the whole situation is fucked)

and! mo clearly also knows that proximity to staubfinger is dangerous, tries to get him out of his life, leaves the city with his young daughter in the middle of the night just to get away from him

(as it will turn out, justifiably, because staubfinger is so homesick and heartbroken, he will sell mo out to the aforementioned enemy eventually)

and that's all before the story even starts!

and then

AND THEN

(yes it gets more intense than that)

staubfinger does eventually make it back home and mo follows soon after because their lives are linked now, the narrative will not let them be apart for too long and it almost kills him but he lives, is reborn as a part of this new world

but you know who does die?

staubfinger.

and mo literally calls him back from the dead, goes into the underworld to rescue him, makes a deal for his life (both their lives) with Death herself, calls him by his name and drags him back into the light

which forges a literal soul bond between them that makes them know each others thoughts, feel each others feelings

and we're supposed to be normal about that

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looking for help by the (german) BTR Tumblr community |▽//)

back in the day (like 2011) I read two german fanfics (pretty sure on fanfiktion.de) that i‘m trying to find again, or at least remnants of them.

The first was called „Our last summer“ and was about Kendall Schmidt and Yuma running away with a girl whos dad turned out to be an FBI agent.

Scenes I remember: Girl finding Kendall scuffed up on a playground with Yuma, Kendall coming to girls window to ask her to run away with him, Both running through a field being chased by a copter, Kendall had his guitar with him

I don’t know the name of the second fic, but there were two or three OCs, one was called Jade I think.

It was about a kidnapping, were Kendall Knight saved one of the OCs and got kidnapped himself, I believe he got knocked out by a pipe or smth.

There was a lot of televised torture involved and was all in all pretty brutal for the time.

Maybe someones brain got itched by the descriptions and remembers them too, I’m pretty sure they’ve both been deleted but maybe someone still has files or screenshots of them (or found them on those throwback pages i guess).

i’m not even sure why I’m so hung up about them, I remember them ever so often and get annoyed by my younger self not saving them somewhere (⋟﹏⋞)

anyway have a nice day, if u have questions I can try to dig a bit deeper in my memory. and thx for taking the time to read this.

Btw I will be at the second Concert in Berlin б（＞ε＜）∂

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those fuck ass animatronics would not have stood a chance against this absolute god

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for me, being spoiled the kiss, it was more like our man leslie crossing the deserted road expecting smth nice and getting hit by a frickn semi truck. it reversing and driving over you sum more just for good measure while the drivers laughs at you (driver being Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett)

Good Omens 2 + Text Posts

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Good Omens 2 + Text Posts

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so I finally watched the second season after rewatching the first, now I try to mend my broken little heart on tumblr AND THIS IS NOT HELPING

It’s been a month and a half and I’m still not okay