I dunno little sprout/cedar doodles… I tried to somewhat draw in the x men 97 style
poor Jean 😭😭
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I dunno little sprout/cedar doodles… I tried to somewhat draw in the x men 97 style
poor Jean 😭😭
being scott summers’ student and hes teaching me a lesson by putting me thru the mattress godddd logan smelling his scent all over me too ohmygoddd yes thats my mentor who occasionally fucks me and regrets it after pleaseee
EVERYONE FALL IN LOVE AND GET OBSESSED WITH ORORO MUNROE RIGHT NOW
I've seen this art by @hurtpeoplex2 and I need someone to write a fic with this concept.
Like, Logan is polyamourous, and everyone knows, including Scott. He would have no problem with it if it wasn't for the fact that every time he goes into the kitchen for a night snack he finds Logan making out with a different person. It keeps happening despite Scott's best efforts to avoid it, and he starts to think it's just Logan trying to piss him off.
Till one night he goes into the kitchen and Logan is alone, seemingly waiting at the same counter Scott caugh him bending every resident of the manor over.
Scott: If someone decided to hide in the cupboards, they can come out. I've already witnessed more than any sinner deserves, fucking Magneto could come out naked from this kitchen and I wouldn't budge.
Logan: A bit extreme, but maybe that would finally make you understand the message.
Scott: I think I got it anyway. Maybe it starts with "screw" and ends with "you", spelled literally on the same counter where I eat in the morning.
Logan: Good job for getting the right words but the wrong interpretation.
Scott: huh?
Logan: You think I did this almost every night for the last two weeks, specifically at the hour when I know you insomniac wake up, specifically in the place where I know you go to eat cereal in the dark like a maniac, looking right at you while I'm doing it, because I wanted to piss you off?
Scott: What other reason there could possibly be?
Logan: For the love of- you're aware I'm fucking multiple people right?
Scott: Am I aware- Logan, the inhumans on the moon know that you're screwing every person in this manor!
Logan: Yeah, every person beside one! God, Jean was right, you don't do subtext.
Scott: Excuse me?
Logan: As you may know, I'm shitty at communicating, so I thought it would be better to let you figure out the invite the implicit way. But if you insist of being fucking dense about it, the direct way it is!
Kisses Scott right on the mouth, with tongue.
Skip to the morning after. Scott is staring at the ceiling, sheets pooled at his waist, Logan snoring at his side.
Scott: ...
Scott: OH MY FUCKING GOD-
Logan: There it is.
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hm. not as good as i wanted it to be but not the worst. maybe it's because i don't ljke my cyclops suit to begin with