For Margaret, a scene from her story (WHICH I CAN’T SEEM TO FIND MARGARET DID YOU EVEN POST IT GURL ):3
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For Margaret, a scene from her story (WHICH I CAN’T SEEM TO FIND MARGARET DID YOU EVEN POST IT GURL ):3
It’s been too long dalton fandom, too long.
I think I need to renew my gondola ticket or something.
I SWEAR I’M STILL PART OF YOU JUST DORMANT SORRY
It has been so long since I did anything even relatively dalton so here is jogan smiles!
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my art
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“I wonder…”
He started, lowering his gaze to travel on the exposed body before him. For the moment the whole dungeon fell silent again, The blonde forgot all his futile attempts at freedom, revenge or whatever it was he was fighting for. He couldn’t remember. The tension, the unbearable silence and waiting for whatever poison his capturer was about to spit seemed to erase all thought from his mind. Julian turned to stare at his eyes, never losing his mocking smile.
“…What would happen if I lowered your chains”
Logan stared at his capturer in amazement. Was he suicidal? After all the torture, humiliation and abuse he had gone through for the days of his imprisonment, what the hell did he think would happen? Julian just continued to smirk. He rose to his feet and backed a few steps as the sound of Logan’s cuffs hitting the floor registered in his mind. In a flash the slender male was pushed against the hard wall, hands finding their way around his neck, the sudden pain making Julian’s smile twitch a little, but he regained his composure.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I…”
Logan started, tightening his hold on the fragile neck. Julian continued to smile, time and time again wavering from the battle to breathe under the blonde’s grasp.
“I want you to suffer”
Logan finished, on a low and rough tone, staring directly into the deep hazel eyes that fluttered before him. The expression in them still managed to seem smug.
“Oh but..I…I think”
He breathed in answer, hand finding its way to Logan’s previously undone trousers, slipping under the hem of his boxers, softly stroking the half-hard member underneath. He could feel the hands on his throat loosening a bit, and the solid muscles on Logan’s stomach tightening, his eyes looking back at him with a mixed expression. Julian took a quick breath.
“There’s something completely different that you want”
For a second the silence fell heavy on them, Their breaths loud and pounding their ears, Julian’s hand never stopping. Julian leaned in a little closer, ready to taunt him some more, but he was cut off by lips crashing on his,
This might be my new wallpaper.
If you opted to have my arts as your wallpaper, here you go!
two different versions since had some trouble with resizing and not saving files because I am an idiot.
(Also the background image is just a landscape practice I did a while ago. But yay. Sunsets and kissing? What goes better than those!)

If they don’t become canon I just really don’t have anything else to say.
IDK why I drew Logan with that shirt he looks so lame ugh ugh ugh
YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME
I CAN’T
WHAT ABOUT THIS

DID I DO ALL THAT WORK FOR NOTHING NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO








jogan. nem. jogan. yay!
As prompted. Kind of.
WELL I WAS THINKING JOGAN
SO LIKE
THIS IS LOGAN
LISTENING TO JULIAN SINGING THIS AIN’T GOODBYE BY TRAIN
SO DEAL WITH IT
I WILL PUT IT ON THE JOGAN TAG
I DON’T CARE
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This ain’t goodbye
This is just where love goes
When words aren’t warm enough
To keep away the cold
Oh no, this ain’t goodbye
It’s not where our story ends
But I know you can’t be mine
Not the way you’ve always been
Oh no, don’t say it
Don’t say goodbye