Logan: I Am A Failure. A Disappointment To My Name. My Dreams And Ambitions Have Been Crushed, Much Like

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Soulmates

(A/N: Hey guys! This is just a soulmate AU, basically, when you first set eyes on your soulmate, you get a tattoo on your wrist that says what they first thought of you when they saw you. Does that make sense? You’ll get it eventually, anyways, enjoy :D)

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Tony Stark walked into his nearest coffee shop, yes he had his own premium coffee machine at home, but he just wanted too get out of the house. He was having trouble concentrating and Peter not being around made the tower so quiet and boring.

he walked in and ordered.

“Just an americano, thanks” the billionaire said as he placed his order, he saw the server look up in shock at them realising who he was, just slowly nodding whilst still writing down the order and then ran off too the back, possibly to go and tell everyone ‘Iron Man was it their coffee shop!’

He laughed at the image of it and then went and sat at a table near a window.

Meanwhile, Stephan Strange, a sorcerer, was walking down the road in his robes and cloak and all, tired and exhausted from teaching students at Kamar-Taj all day, he just wanted a coffee.

Walking by a window that belonged too his favourite coffee shop, he looked inside and saw a stunning man, studying his face, he could see just from his profile that he was real eye candy, he had a similar beard, brown eyes, brown hair and a small nose. The only words that came to Stranges’ mind: “fucking beautiful.”

A gasp escaped the shorter males mouth after a long gulp of coffee, he felt a sharp stabbing pain on his wrist and looked down immediately. He blinked in disbelief, mouth agape, reading the same words again and again: “fucking beautiful.”

Tony turned around wildly, setting his cup down on the table, looking around the small building, trying to find someone looking at him. Finally, he looked out the window behind him and saw a taller and attractive looking man looking at him, head slightly tilted, almost as if he was studying him; that sounds creepy, but the richer of the two just found it romantic (but him being his soulmate probably helped)

“Well.” Thought Tony: “if he is my soulmate, I’m lucky as hell.”

It was at that moment he realised he maybe just etched those words permanently on the handsome man ahead of him. “Shit.” He said aloud

“Shit, oh my god, he probably thinks I’m so cheesy, oh my god what do I do?!” He thought, probably looking and sounding like an anxious female teenager.

That was when the sorcerer felt the same stabbing the other had on his wrist, looking down, handling the pain slightly worse due too his multiple surgeries on his hands, and seeing the words. “If he’s my soulmate, I’m lucky as hell.” He stared at the words for a second and then looked at the other, seeing him looking at him too, biting his lip in worry.

Stephen smiled slightly, took a deep breath and walked in, ready too meet his lifelong partner.

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A/N: So guys, I hope you liked that! I have loads of other soulmate ideas which I plan too use (that I found on this website) so please tell me if you like this so I know too write more! Anyway, bye.

Why Choose Him?

Anon asked: can you write something about michael getting a boyfriend and jeremy being super fucking jealous??

Haha, can I? I think absofuckinglutely. I fucking love this prompt

Jeremy wasn’t happy that he lost five bucks on a bet- the bet being who could get a boyfriend/girlfriend first. But as much as Jeremy kept telling himself he needed those five dollars to pig out on Doritos, there was something else putting a bitter taste in his mind.

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21 prinxiety or logince?

021: “He/She’s quite stunning, isn’t he/she?”

“He’s quite stunning, isn’t he?”

Virgil followed Logan’s gaze towards Roman, who sat on the couch with Patton, playing some alternate version of ‘rock, paper, scissors’. For a second he thought Logan meant Patton, but his gaze didn’t move when Patton stood up- it was still locked in the same spot.

“Who, Roman?” Virgil hummed, crossing one leg over the other, knee bumping the table. “You know, if you like him, you should ask him out.”

Logan seemed to take the suggestion into consideration, as he didn’t immediately refuse. 

“I suppose that is what people do when they like someone.” Logan said after a minute of silence, lips twitching into a grin as Roman shouted in agony as he lost the game for the third time in a row.

“I mean, I personally don’t see the appeal, but if your standards are low enough..”

Logan huffed out a laugh, resting his cheek on his palm, elbow sat on the tabletop. “We have the same face, Virgil.”

Though he supposed that was a lie, he thought, gaze sweeping across Roman’s face, and then Patton’s. There were a few physical differences there, like Patton’s freckles, Roman’s laugh lines, and the small scar that cut through one of Roman’s eyebrows.

“There’s no way he’d find me worthy of him, though. It’s illogical.” Logan stated with such a certain tone it was almost sad, leaning back against his chair and crossing his arms over his chest, eyes still trained on Roman.

Virgil chose to ignore the slightly self-deprecating comment and instead stared at Logan, amused by his heart eyes as he gazed openly at his crush, and pulled out his phone, skimming through the conversation he had with Roman in texts the night before, where Roman was contemplating asking Logan out but felt that Logan wasn’t interested. 

Virgil shook his head.

Oblivious idiots.

101 Fluffy Prompts

HEY, STRANGE!

Tony Stark, Captain America, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner and Thor laughing and joking at a superhero party (plus Loki) at Stark Tower.

Stark: HEY, STRANGE!

Dr. Strange: *looks up*

Stark: IS LOKI A LITTLE SPOON OR A BIG SPOON?

Avengers: *erupt into laughter*

Loki: I'M A KNIFE

Dr. Strange: No he's not. He's a little spoon.

Loki: *shoots Strange a glare*

Avengers:...

Loki: Did they not know?

Dr. Strange: I guess not. *takes a sip of his drink*

Avengers: *remain dumbfounded*

this this took me many hours to finish i regret doing it but i like how it turned out also i’m obseseed with that ship mmmmm- aND I KNOW THAT JERRY’S HAND IS TOTALLY OFF I KNOW IT’S A HUGE ANATOMY MISTAKE JUST DON’T BE MAD AT ME

Logince 4

4. “Is that my shirt?”

“Is that my shirt?”

Logan, who had been very keen on Roman not noticing the material he was holding, quirked an eyebrow as he held the garment closer to him.

“This isn’t a shirt,” Logan noted.

Roman leveled a look at Logan and smirked. “Fine,” he said, “Is that my sweatshirt?”

Logan looked down at the hoodie in his arms. It was very clearly Roman’s. If the redness of the material wasn’t a clear giveaway, then then golden crown on the breast was.

Still, though, Logan was determined to keep the hoodie in his hands. He just… felt rather embarrassed about actually telling Roman why.

Logan looked back up at Roman, who was still looking at him with that smirk and an expectant gaze. He felt himself flush and averted his eyes.

Clearing his throat, he said, “I was helping with the laundry. Patton claimed that he needed help, so I decided to-”

“Interesting,” Roman said, taking a step forward, “I believe I saw Patton finishing up laundry two days ago.”

“Well, yes, perhaps, but there was still more to do, so, if you’ll excuse me-”

However, when Logan began to attempt to sink out and go to his room and act  like none of this ever happened, Roman shook his head and just summoned him back up.

“No, no, no,” Roman said, his voice teasing. He took another step forward, now right in front of Logan. “I’m curious as to why you’re trying to escape with my sweatshirt. Is having me not enough? You need to steal my clothes, too?”

Logan frowned and looked away. “Don’t tease, Roman.”

“Teasing? Logan, I’m wounded.” Out of the corner of his eye, Logan could see that Roman was beaming, obviously enjoying this. “I’m just trying to figure out why my wardrobe is being depleted. Are you growing tired of your current style? Honestly, I didn’t think you were a red guy, but I can probably help you find ties and shirts without you daringly taking from my closet-”

“No, it’s not that,” Logan interrupted. He sighed and looked down at the carpeting, holding the hoodie tighter against him. “I fear you’ll only make fun of me for the actual reason. It’s quite illogical and, really, rather stupid.”

Roman was silent for a moment before he gently tilted Logan’s head up so they were looking eye-to-eye again. The teasing smirk had left his face and was replaced by a look of concern. The softness of his gaze bored into Logan and, if Roman wasn’t having Logan look at him, he believed he would have caved under it.

Even after all this time, “softness” and “love” were still things Logan had to get used to.

“Are you alright, Logan?” Roman’s voice was gentle. “What is it? I’m sure it’s not stupid.”

Logan worried his bottom lip, his eyes flicking away again. “I believe it’s quite embarrassing, too.”

Roman sighed. “Logan, look at me.” When Logan finally obliged, he continued, “Whatever’s on your mind, I’m sure it isn’t illogical or stupid or embarrassing or anything else you’re going to try to convince me it is.” He flashed Logan a smile. “Now, what’s going on, darling?”

Logan huffed. “You have been going on many adventures in your realm lately,” he started, “And… and you’re usually gone for multiple days at a time. I thought that this-” he shifted the hoodie in his arms “-would help… quell any loneliness I would experience.” He rolled his eyes. “Honestly, it’s all rather embarrassing. I always know that I will see you again and I should not be taking your belongings to make myself feel more at ease when they are not mine to keep and-”

“Logan,” Roman cut in and Logan silenced himself, swallowing his nerves thickly. Roman gently traced Logan’s jaw with his thumb. “Keep the sweatshirt, okay?”

“But it’s not mine.”

“Was that going to stop you from taking it before we had this conversation?” Roman asked, smiling. Logan let out a quick laugh and shook his head. “Exactly. Keep it.”

“I-” Logan swallowed again and looked down at the garment. “Thank you, Roman.”

Roman pressed a kiss to Logan’s forehead. “Of course, my love,” he said, “And just know that I will always come back to you. I miss you too much to stay away for too long.”

Don’t act like pidge is not the favorite

Can you draw lamp? Just... A little fluffy lamp please? I love you already💗

I didn’t have the energy this week for more “realistic” proportions so here’s mini-LAMP! 

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