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Quick reminder that it's always morally correct to punch nazis.

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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*travels the 7 continents subjecting myself to all kinds of dangers to rub a genie lamp*

Wish one! LET ME BWEAVEEE I'm so sick of mucus and my nose always being stuffy!!

Wish two! Let me sweep peacefuwyyy!!

Wish three if you grant the first to will be to set you free if not!! It's LET ME BWEAVEEEEE

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Please.. don't Leave me!

This was inspiried by @flash-bastardd's Post that my friend showed me! My friend actually helped me edit it and proofread so there hopefully shouldn't be too many mistakes! Deadpool and Wolverine TW: Soulmate AU! Smut 18+ Wade Wilson's Insecurities, Wolverine has Dacryphilia 

It had taken years to find his soul mate and Wade was certain he didn't have one. Perfect for the unattached mercenary look but not perfect for Wade Wilson if you catch my drift. He had no issues admitting to himself that he craved knowing his soul mate, craved knowing the one person who would always love him regardless of him. Regardless of what he looked like. 

When he had first met Vanessa, he kept waiting for his mark to appear. He truly liked her. He knew he could love her through anything, and before his cancer, he thought he could love her even without a mark. Yet Vanessa, as much as she had always claimed to love him, left him. Soon after his experimentation made his cancer visible on his face, she found her soulmate. They're living happily up in Nebraska now. Wade personally felt like that was a horrible cold place, but she seemed happy in her new warm home. For years he tried hard, with little success, to get over Vanessa. If she hadn't moved so far away he would’ve kept following her. Colossus tried to keep him distracted and Wade deeply appreciated it. But was at this point convinced that he simply didn't have a soulmate like everyone else did. He's built to be a god's punching bag. 

Then came Logan "The Worst timeline" Howlett. Deadpool hadn't noticed the soulmate mark until after their "Hate Fuck" in the honda and Logans suit coming off with anti-matter particles. Right across Logans Happy trail read in Wade's handwriting "Wade Wilson" 

"Dont get me wrong Peanut I think I’ll like what this means but what the fuck knuckles is that?!" Wade vibrated in his spot rocking on the heels of his feet as they got up from the floor after being blasted down by the force of the clashing matter and anti-matter. 

"What're you talking about bub." Wolverine growls more than asks as he shakes his head trying to get up. 

"That!" Wade gestures wildly to the mark on Logans skin. He briefly wondered if Logan had been close to the Wade of his universe but with how growly logans been this last week he's pretty sure that would have come up. Atleast after the hate fuck in the Honda.  Better question: Does this mean Logan doesn't actually hate him?- 

"What the fuck- did you put a fucking tattoo on me in my sleep?-"

"While i am excited that you think i'm that stealthy wolvie, no I had no hand in that" Wade bit at his knuckles through his mask trying to quiet his growing excitement 

"Fuck." Logan growled knowing exactly what had appeared just above his pelvis. He had spent so long wishing Scott's and Jeans' names had appeared on him and instead he got the annoying cockroach that wormed his way in.  "Look, let's finish this. Then we can investigate that."

"Fineee, let's speed this up then!" Deadpool hops up very much like an excited bunny and pulls at Logan's hand to help him up and get him moving faster. 

"Time for the badass entrance and to piss off Paradox!"

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Once they got home to Wade's apartment and Logan closed the door behind them Wade immediately started stripping. He could feel his panic mounting as he struggled to find his own precious mark. He stood in front of a mirror, trying to find it with little success. His vision started to shake and blur as he twisted and turned trying to see it. Logan wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled Wade into his chest to help calm him down. Wade whined as Logan whispered calming reassurances in-between peppering his neck and shoulders with kisses, letting his hands travel across Wade's body and feeling for the mark. 

"Shh, bub. I found it. It's right here, " Logan reassured, scraping his teeth along Wade's ear and circling his fingers around the small hidden mark. Neat script spelling out Logan Howlett. Sitting just in the curve of Wade's ass wrapping underneath his left ass cheek. 

Wade whimpers, collapsing back into Logan. "Thank fuck."

"You're loved." Logan says. Like it's the simplest truth of the universe. And to him it is, but it broke a piece of Wade's crude, sassy armor. Before he even realized what happened, tears started falling. He turned around and sobbed into Logan's shoulder as it clicked. Logan kissed his head whispering reassurances and sweet nothings as Wade finally felt a little less broken. A little less forsaken. 

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For over a year Wade was extremely careful about what parts of him got cut or blown off. Trusting that Wolverine loved him but not trusting that the mark would grow back. He was terrified to find out the truth of it.

It all went wrong when a bomb had fallen just too close to a child. He'd done his best to throw the child away from the blast but it had blown off the lower half of his body. He cried underneath his mask, both for his failure to protect his mark and out of fear the mark wouldn't return. That he had somehow delusionally convinced himself into thinking that Logan loved him and was his true soulmate. His chest constricted with his fear, his breath coming out ragged. The only sign for others that he was upset. 

He silently sobbed as Logan picked him up and took him home to regen and recuperate. The only one truly privy to why this 'hurt' more than the rest. He begged Logan to help keep him clothed as his body regenerated over the next week, never looking while his underneath was being changed, too afraid to see if the mark was gone.

He was delusional for himselfs sake! He knew that all you silly little readers were watching him far before he had ever interacted with the continuity stone. But before that he was utterly delusional. Just because he was eventually right doesn't mean he wasn't delusional!! 

"You're being ridiculous, love. I'm sure it's grown back." Logan growls out finally, his hands rubbing the bridge of nose. "It's been a week. I'll let you know if it's there."

Wade's voice trembles as he gazes up at Logan from his blanket burrito. "But what if it's not? what if it's not and you leave me because you’re no longer obligated to keep me"

Logan forces the frustration to drain from his body. "Then I'll spend the rest of my life tattooing it back on." he leans down and kisses Wade, tugging the blanket burrito off his prey. "I love you, soulmark or not." Logan said, peppering Wade's neck and shoulders with hickies as he bit, sucked and licked. Paying special attention to Deadpool's chest, knowing his body was extra sensitive around his nipples. He takes his time, slowly devouring Wade. He licks up Wade's abs, sharp teeth gently scraping along his stomach. Logan knew how much it drove Wade up the wall. Even if he couldn't feel Wade's cock hardening underneath his chest, feel Wade’s toes curling as his legs wrapped around Logan. Logan could see the visible want and need consuming Wade. 

He could smell it. The scent is one that's been ingrained in Logan's brain since the Honda odyssey. That car wreaked of Wade's want. Of his touch starvation. The short amount of time Wade lasted wasn't such a surprise. However, his ability to keep going was. 

"That's it gorgeous, being so good for me. Such a good boy" Logan praised as he took his time, he knew the marks would be gone come tomorrow but it drove him buck wild to see Wade whining, panting, and wanting due to his own actions.  

"Please." Wade begged breathlessly, his hips bucking up. 

Logan smiled, finally removing the blankets completely from Wade's form, dragging his legs apart and licking the small mark that curved underneath Wade's ass. "It's there, baby, just like I told you." Wade cried out. A broken sound full of want, need, and relief. With that noise Logan took Wade completely into his throat. Slowly and deliberately sucking and twisting his tongue around Wade's cock. Teasing every bit of precum out of it. Gently scraping his teeth along the base of it cock as he pulled up. He keeps his mouth gently suckling on his head. 

"Fuck baby please!" Wade begs.

"You can cum for me, baby. Come on, so good for me~" Logan praised, sucking harder and gently rubbing his thumb into the soulmate mark he knew would always return. 

Logan rumbled softly, swallowing Wade's release as he continued leaving kisses on his name.  

"My precious boy, I'll never leave you," Logan promised, leaning up and kissing Wade deeply.

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Actually let me really go on a rant about how much i genuinely Love Hera and fully believe that while she is not perfect, She is not petty and bitchy. You have to learn how to view her from a sort of Past perspecitive! She's vengeful yes but who wouldn't be! She has been Gaslight, Manipulated and she COULDN'T express that towards Zues! In ancient greece (As far as i'm aware) YOU'd Be the one in trouble if you want to get upset at your husband for something that has nothing to do with you! She is the goddess of Marriage for goodness sakes! Women would pray to her for GOOD marriages and she was stuck in a right awful one! She was *tricked* into marrying someone she thought she loved and while there was a temple that prayed to a "Divorced" version of her Divorce isn't a thing in the mythology because divorce wasn't a thing back then. You didn't get divorced. If you got a bad husband picked you were just SOL.

Hera is not as Petty and Bitchy as most retellings make her out to be. In this essay I will

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Hera is not as Petty and Bitchy as most retellings make her out to be. In this essay I will

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Hey guys!! Would anyone be interested in me posting snippets of My Original Work "The Peacock and Her Eagle"?

The premise of it is:

Nadia Pierce, a Twenty-One year woman, is a college student attending Dahlia College. Unknownst to her She was the Mortal Reincarnation of The Greek Goddess Hera. One day as she looks into the eyes of Ezequiel "Town Fuck Boy" Vazquez She starts seeing flashes and visions of a man both like him and completely different. Come along with her to figure what those flashes mean and why exactly she's attracted to her once Mortal enemy.

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Love

Like a lovers feast I find myself hungry for more and more I see my graveyard of failed loves With each death Each ghost haunting me Reminding me of my failings I try again and again To find an eternal love One both parties are always willing to work on Where egg shells are simply part of a recipe Rather than part of an attitude I try my best to turn everything around And bit by bit Slow as molasses it changes I pray to Apollo To aphrodite Thanking them for pulling me from the dark Thanking them for changing my heart and my mind I was always hera's daughter I'm still waiting for mother to give me her final lesson To find the one who she gives her approval For then i think I'll be set for life

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As a system with way too fucking many "Problematic sources" THIS THIS THIS THIS. WE DON'T WANT THESE FUCKERS. But we have them now and we will cope. We don't need to be reminded every fucking second of every day that their source did shitty things or Allegedly did shitty things that the internets canceled them for. WE KNOW THAT. Please leave us alone about it.

if you have a problem with who we've introjected as a traumagenic system , I WILL lose my shit. fuck off with ur "oouuhh but it's problematicccc" shit . you know what's problematic? ableism , such as telling a trauma survivor their involuntary trauma responses are problematic. explode

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i updated it due to current happenings

edit: FUCKING REBLOG IT. LIKES DONT MEAN SHIT!

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The amount of times i pull lore out of my ASS when people ask me questions about our books and subsequent OC Fictives 💀

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This is some Welcome to Nightvale shit :D

There’s a room in your house that exists outside of normal time. No one can bother you because no time passes between you going in and coming out no matter how long you’re there. Until one day someone is already there.

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We left the table. We still think about when love was served though. they taught us to love the pain and suffering they served. Nowadays it's hard to have a good meal without it. It's hard to meet people who are so very similer to them because we're so hyperaware we need to let go of them that we worry they'll be exactly like them and then we leave them first before anything at all can be served.

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Have we mentioned yet, got that bpd feels rn going through an episode and this is exactly it

it hurts so much more to be so aware of my behavior. it’s like i know i’m toxic rn and overly emotional. but when i mention it people won’t believe my illness anymore.

just because i’m aware doesn’t mean i can turn it off. if anything, it just makes me feel twice as bad about the thing happening and my reaction to it.

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Great minds think alike but the better mind thinks of it first

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Being a Factive of an Alter Sucks.

Sometimes it really sucks to be an Introject of ppl you actively are still in contact with. and i know all of our posts so far has been some type vent sorry about that but like. It feels like i'm constantly comparing myself to him even though he's fused and he's not hurting anyone and i'm still here and i actually help and ppl love me. It's like- I'm still judging my source even though i'm so far seperated? Like yes love me choose me pick me but also.. you shouldn't because source wasn't a good guy even though i've never really been and identified that badly with my source especially cause by the time i really started to exist my source was far different from the time that i remembered and split from?