#dlogan

[dcmidivine]

@trashydemigodmess​

“What’s the name of your old-sona?” Devin asked Logan as she finished adjusting the cheap powder grey wig on her head in the mirror. She grinned at her reflection and wiped her hands on the ugly woollen sweater she had found the day prior to complete her old lady costume. She couldn’t remember the inspiration behind their idea to dress up like elderly people and hang out, but who was she to question where the twists of fate wanted to lead her? “I’m feeling like a Mabel. No– scratch that, Helga.”

[fratboykate]

Just finished HDM and Ruth Wilson is still one of the greatest things to grace my screen. I love her so much and I'm glad Dafne's Logan performance wasn't a fluke, that girl is wonderful to watch too.

EYOOOOOO...my people! Need more of you in my life lol. Please. Where is the fandom for this show. It’s non-existent. I beg. Make one.

[dcmidivine]

@trashydemigodmess​

“Ugh, thank god you’re here,” Devin exclaimed as she flung the door to her apartment open, quickly ushering Logan inside. “Please god help me decide which pic to put on Instagram. I’m at like, a full loss.” She turned her phone to show Logan her camera roll, swiping in between a few photos. “Do I go candid or thirst trap? I asked Eli already, but he’s an outlier and shouldn’t be counted.”

[dcmidivine]

@trashydemigodmess​

As she scuffed the bottom of one boot along the porch of the Iris cabin, Devin was struck out of the blue with an odd worry that maybe she should have brought flowers. She was just starting to eye up the half-trampled patch of daisies to her left when Logan answered the door and, just as quickly as the concern had taken her, it vanished. How weird would that have been, for her to have a sad bouquet of flowers ready to give to her friend before they went to get coffee?

“Yo,” Devin greeted with a smile, shoving her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket and stepping to the side so Logan wouldn’t have to squeeze around her to exit the cabin. “You ready to shoot fall straight into your veins? Let’s get festively caffeinated and look at some dead leaves.”