LIFE IS PAIN 1988. WELCOME TO YAOI TOWN USA

Goodnight.

overly emotional Logan.? Like after so long being unavailable or unwilling to let himself be something snaps or a switch flips and the levy breaks and all the tears come so easily. Even he's confused about it, a little insecure, self conscious, that's weird for him, he knows that but he just can't stop it. Being in a world full of people that don't hate him and maybe being away from that endless violence for just a moment .. the prospect that finally he's not doing something wrong by even just being, anymore. oh my god. Crying to Wade on the phone and trying to hide it but of course Wade notices. There's a sound like a sob trying to pretend to be regular old breath and when Wade asks he gets a grunt back but the start sounds ever so slightly clipped, like it was punched out and and and and andjjfgff jjjxk;;;;l

Oh god, Logan refusing to believe it the first time it happens

Waking up all groggy and going to the kitchen and receiving a cup of steaming hot coffee smelling real fucking divine right now from Wade and he feels his eyes blurring with water, just turns around with a grunt and wipes the tears

What the fuck?

Off to the next week and he sobs seeing Mary Puppins sleeping with her belly out and snoring loudly enough to wake the whole building

Then he cries on the phone when Wade asks him if he's somehow allergic to chocolate (mutant with animal traits, gotta ask) or if that's cool with him for his birthday cake because 1) somebody is thoughtful enough to ask before buying, 2) birthday cake??

It gets him so mad at first, then he has to turn around and hide a tear streaming down his cheek as they watch My Little Pony or something because oh now that is just ridiculous Logan, this is a cartoon for fuck's sake, but he just can't help it

And he does catch Wade's discrete looks in his direction when he tries to evade him and hide his emotions, but Wade is oddly kind enough to not say anything about it.

Which doesn't help the emotional state because he's just very touched by the little attentions he's receiving all the time. Little details of care, like ear plugs (because the apartment is in the middle of the city, in a loud neighbourhood and Logan's senses do not mesh well with that), furniture rearranged ever so slightly (to give him space to hide behind when he's overstimulated), outdoors cushions put on the staircase outside (because his sleep is shit and sometimes he needs to just stay outside like a guard dog).

It all culminates up to the day he finds himself wrapped around Wade like he's his personal lifeline.

It was the best damn night of his entire life, and Wade's been holding his pee for five hours now and begging for release. The second he startles awake, Wade taps him gently on the arm, tells him he needs to go to the bathroom, will be back in two minutes tops and they can go back to the intense cuddling going on right now, and Logan just.

Weeps.

When Wade comes back, he's roughly pulled back into bed and Logan nuzzles into the crook of his neck.

"Thanks."

"What for, peanut?"

"Making me feel safe."

deadpool and wolverine thoughts

there is so little in the world that brings Wade as much joy as a cozy Logan does. He's just so damn cute, when it's cold in the winter and they bust out that fuzzy-on-the-one-side, fleecy on the other blanket, and for fuck's sake The Fucking Wolverine curls up with everything below his nose and the tips of his ears under it to keep a warm sanctuary for him. He gets comfortable like he's building a goddamn fortress, Wade's seen it. He sets a pillow for neck support and a drink of water before he settles in, like a dog circling a few times before laying down- he makes sure it's just right before he plops down on the couch or the loveseat or the bed and tucks everything in under the blanket and folds the edges under his feet and sides and everything. Wade will do it for him, honest-to-god tucks him in, plants a little kiss on Logan's brow (furrowed in flustered frustration) in exchange for his help.

AH!

Sleepy!Logan getting gently scooped up from the table or couch or whatever and bridal carried to bed! And he's half asleep and can't bother to care because he feels SAFE in Wade's arms and he's too TIRED to think about what that means just then! And then Wade places him gently in bed and covers him up all nice and tucks him in all snug and kisses his head all sweet and-

OR

Anxious!Logan getting YOINKED and hauled off to wherever his nest is and just plopped down! And he always gets so flustered and confused that he's completely forgotten what he was anxious about! And then Wade is covering him up and LETTING him nest! ENCOURAGING him to Nest! And that just makes him feel slightly nauseous for a whole different reason! And then Wade kisses his head and Logan's just like l!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I can imagine Logan catching Wade's wrist as he's put to sleep, so sweet to be taken to bed, to that safest place in the whole world, but unfathomable is the ache that he imagines will come, the well-worn anticipation of the lonely morning when he wakes without Wade. He tries not to look it in the eye, knowing what that fear means. He just grumbles a noise, lets his grasp do the hard communication; not to tight as to prevent Wade from pulling away, but not loose, a deliberate hold, wait, please, don't go, and Wade meets his eye looking like a clear cool glass of water, like the possibility hadn't ever crossed his mind, of course he'll stay. He's ecstatic for it, his smile says everything. Fuck. Logan yanks him down with him before his blush can start to show.

I'm thinking of Symphony of the Sixth Blast Furnace by Evgeny Sedukhin again...

hmm okay i'm trying to dig up a source on this painting, to see if i could find it in any higher quality

but i can't find any evidence of its existence from before 2018 lmao

and searching the artist's name only gets me like 6 pages of results on google

and a little artist showcase page on arthive for this guy with exactly 1 painting listed

and a biography that spells this guy's name like 5 different ways

which i'm pretty sure is because it's machine translated from something

very mysterious

oh doing his name in russian gives me some actually useful results, why didn't i think to do that

Солнечный город "Sunny City" - No date given.

Мир "World" - No date given.

Чусовские просторы. "Chusovskie expanses." Canvas, oil, 1997. Exhibited at the Nizhny Tagil Museum of Nature.

Осень "Autumn"

ooooh this one is really nice

Огни трудового Тагила, "The Lights of Labor Tagil" acquired by the Tretyakov Gallery in 1986.

октябрь "October" 2009 cardboard, oil, 29.5x39.5 cm

Осень на Чусовой, "Autumn on Chusovaya" 1999, canvas, oil, 79x100 cm

Чугун идет "Cast Iron is Coming" 1976

okay that's all the art this article had, i'm really glad i could find some this artist's other works!!!!

there is so little in the world that brings Wade as much joy as a cozy Logan does. He's just so damn cute, when it's cold in the winter and they bust out that fuzzy-on-the-one-side, fleecy on the other blanket, and for fuck's sake The Fucking Wolverine curls up under it with everything below his nose and the tips of his ears keep a warm sanctuary for him. He gets comfortable like a goddamn fortress, Wade's seen it. He sets a pillow for neck support and a drink of water before he settles in, like a dog circling a few times before laying down, he makes sure it's just right before he plops down on the couch or the loveseat or the bed and tucks everything in under the blanket and folds the edges under his feet and sides and everything. Wade will do it for him, honest-to-god tucks him in, plants a little kiss on Logan's brow (furrowed in flustered frustration) in exchange for his help.

SUFFICE to say, he's particular about his naps. And with the metal bones, it's not hard to see why-- he gets sooooo cold. The blanket traps in the warm air and helps jumpstart the little furnace it all ends up as. Christmas movie nights see a commonplace Wolverito (read: Wolverine burrito, patent pending Wade Wilson 2025) which means Wade makes the popcorn and gets the snacks as not to make Logan have to get up and break the seal on his little temperature tent. That's hard-fought body heat right there! He gets it, you can't go sacrificing it for just anything. When Wade comes back from the kitchen (it's just a few feet away) and presents Logan with whatever he's procured, chips, a drink, popcorn, a caramel or a candy, Logan squints and assesses whether he wants it before he takes it. Sometimes he decides it's not even worth it, the choosy bastard, on his high horse of being nice and toasty in there. He'll begrudgingly let Mary Puppins crawl under the blanket with him until she needs to cool off, but not if she hasn't had a bath recently. The only thing that always is accepted (however regretfully) into Logan's blanket with him is Wade. He can request entry wordlessly, smiling and poking Logan's flank once or twice before he opens the blanket like a vampire's cape and Wade's welcome to curl up and shut the proverbial blanket door behind him. Logan insists he lets him join because he's worth more in body heat potential than anything else, but once Wade's come up to temperature, Logan holds on like he's a heated teddy bear, tucking a cold hand up against Wade's warm points- his waist and thighs, his neck where Logan can feel his pulse slow as all the cold outside melts away.

threads of heaven and earth 🕊️

such a profound sense of delight when I realize that a piece of media is matching my freak to the very letter. there are creators out there who are my exact kind of sicko and we are reaching out to each other as if across the cosmos.

Buncha poolverine doodles :]

wjat have i be cp,me