I'm, Above All Else, A Tangentgirl. Always Saying Shit Like "sidenote," "oh Also," "by The Way,"

So anyways with the rapid rise of fascism I feel it’s a good time to point out that it’s perfectly legal to follow unjust orders slowly, badly, or inefficiently

Welcome, everyone!!

I'm Oli, the creater of the following AU's:

Batman+Wolverine, teen dad Logan, Feral Baby Logan, Logan Evolution AU, etc Etc. I'll probably start actually posting my stuff into a fanfic soon in order to prevent this from happening a gain. But!!!

I love a lot more than just Wolverine:

I Love

Snufkin!

Batman

Kai from Ninjago

And others but thats the start!

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

I keep remembering a run of Hamlet I saw a few years ago, where the Ghost was costumed in full plate armour which was very noisy, and instead of muffling it, they had him crash across the stage, stomping so the whole set rattled, and he said all of his lines in a bellow, like he was furious with Hamlet.

And the thing that made it absolutely terrifying was that Hamlet was the only one who reacted. He was cowering, and covering his ears with both hands, and yelling to be heard over the noise.

And no one else seemed to know why he was doing that. The other actors didn't even raise their voices.

That's scary, something so loud and painful, and REAL, and the people around you don't even notice it, and think that you're the crazy one.

Another repost, planning to re-edit this and post it once I finish a few more chapters of my Feral Baby Logan AU, but here ya'll go! I'll be uploading what I have un-edited of this AU within the next few hours i think.

FBL: Logan reflects. (Angst, self hatred)

Here’s the thing about being a Feral child soldier:

Sometimes people don’t get it. They all look at him and pity him. He sees it in their eyes, smells it, sweating like they’re still teenagers, all waiting to see how the loner kid is gonna react.

Logan went to high school for a total of one week before the Weapon X scientists decided he was too wild to pretend and swapped him out for Victor

The thing is… he enjoyed it. Not all of it, obviously, thank fuck they got that collar off of him, and the tests he could do without. But… he misses the energy. He misses the violence. Hunting humans isn’t that different from hunting a moose. They can both kill you, but at the end of the day, they’re both easily trackable when they don’t know they're being hunted. And they always get tired first.

…

He’s killed a lot of people.

He’s felt their flesh give under his hands, tender stomachs give under the sharpness of his claws. He’s felt their sticky brain matter and fluids on his fingertips as he’s bashed their heads into walls. Moments, ragdolls, animals. That’s all they feel like in the moment. Prey he caught and slaughtered, as all prey is.

He knows the feeling of human blood, viscera in his mouth, the iron tang familiar on his tongue as he and Victor clear out rooms, entire bases of foreign militaries. When time stops moving, no sound besides the rhythmic dripping of blood from the body stuck in the ceiling. Nothing besides their panting, as they wait for the rest of their team.

He doesn’t realize how strange it is to feel that way until he hears the doctors. And then his Boss. And then the X-men. They all point it out as something wrong. And sure, he knows he has things to make up for, but really, This is what they get hung up on?

It’s like none of them have read his rap sheet.

(None of them have, except Xavier. They wanted to give him time to tell them. He will not know this until it is too late.)

He only really regrets two people he’s ever killed. Two children, belonging to an american politician.

(It’s what started the brainwashing, what motivated them to isolate him. If he didn’t remember, he wouldn’t worry about it. He didn’t need to doubt them. He didn’t need to think. All he had to do was fight for them.)

But now, with his feelings and his mind unlocked now he can’t help but feel sick when he thinks of them. Their little chubby faces, unblemished by time. Their thin, baby hair just growing out, the older ones quiet snores. They had slept together that night. It reminded him of his friends.

So he gets it a little, the way they look at him. The way Xaviers face goes gray whenever he tries to read Logan's mind. Pity and shame and disgust.

He gets it more when he has to hold Kurt after his first kill.

He understands it most when he has to face Victor again, when Victor has been stripped of himself and, like him Before, all that is left is Sabretooth.

something about lightbulbs just screams "put me in your mouth" it feels so natural. like smoking while pumping gas

FINALLY DONE!! thanks so much to @mantis-creature for giving me this INCREDIBLE idea! Hope you guys like it, its my first screenshot redraw doodle in a LONG time.

wait this is not mob, huh

tfw "popular" fanon becomes so embedded in a fandom & discussions within fandom spaces that people just start treating it as the default and all interactions with others are coloured by this interpretation. have you considered that I actually don't subscribe to this take, which is nowhere in the source material? wait nvm, clearly not.