logan pass

Fall has arrived at Glacier National Park, and it’s stunning. Crushing clouds and rain greeted Nate Luebbe at Glacier, but as he crested Logan Pass he was treated to one of the most spectacular alpenglow sunsets we’ve seen. “The sun shot golden fingers between jagged peaks and illuminated the clouds from below, and I couldn’t help but admire the timing. Montana was welcoming me home.” Photo courtesy of Nate Luebbe.

Wonder Woman hits $766+ MILLION World-Wide, Passing Man of Steel

WOW, Zack Snyder’s Man of Steel had nearly double the budget as well as an ensemble cast of Hollywood A-List actors that included Russell Crowe, Amy Adams, Kevin Costner, Diane Lane, and Laurence Fishburne. It also had a very long post-production to polish the movie. Patty Jenkins’ Wonder Woman, on the other hand, had a cast whose biggest star was only Chris Pine, not known as a box office draw. Patty Jenkins sure did the impossible with a smooth production that practically left no scenes on the chopping block and costing only $150 mil (the lowest budget in the DCEU). With universal acclaim from fans and critics alike, Wonder Woman will surpass Man of Steel easily proclaiming it as DCEU’s best solo movie and one of the greatest superhero origin movies ever. Not only that but Patty Jenkins will be the highest grossing live-action movie by a female director!

It’s in the books! Wonder Woman has pulled in $289 million domestically as of Wednesday and will enter the weekend with a box office total of over $292 million. That will put the film ahead of 2012’s Man of Steel, which left theaters with a total of $291 million (via Forbes), and Wonder Woman is only about to enter its fourth week.

Worldwide the film has also succeeded, already pulling in over $652 million. Man of Steel ended up making $668 million after it left theaters, and Wonder Woman is easily poised to pass it. It won’t be the only one in her rearview mirror either, as it passed Logan ($617 million).  

Last week, Glacier National Park in Montana received its first snow of the season. While it closed Going-to-the-Sun Road from St. Mary to Logan Pass for a short time, that section of the road has reopened, offering visitors as chance to enjoy a beautiful, wintery world. Photo by National Park Service.


This video from Glacier National Park explores Logan Pass, some of the highest part of the park where the main visitor roads cross the continental divide. 

Title: Happily Ever After Ending
Pairing: Logince
A/N: one word is just what i’ve always called this little game, you’ve probably played it before. just creating a story with at least two people, going one word at a time? it seems like their type of game.

“Would it truly kill you to be a princess for ten minutes, Logan?!” Roman whined.  Logan sighed and buried his face in his hand, groaning in frustration.  “Come on, does Princess Poindexter not have a nice ring to it?  We can try again!”

“Roman…” Logan said through a sigh.  “Why on Earth would I want to play such a pointless game of make-believe with you only to boost your ego even more?”  Roman deflated, shoulders slumping and lip jutting out in a pout.  The look was pitiful, and nearly broke Logan if he was honest.  However, after clearing his throat and switching his weight to his other leg, Logan offered a compromise.  “Well, I supposed there is one game I would be willing to partake in…” he started, and he had to hold back a smirk when Roman immediately perked back up.  “…Classroom.”

“Ugh, why must you be so boring!” Roman tossed his arms in the air and dramatically threw himself backward.  

“Why are you so determined to play some silly game with me? Why not Patton, since he is usually the more playing type?” Logan asked, arms crossed.  It was rare for Roman to want to include Logan in this type of thing, so Logan could only be suspicious.

“Is it so wrong to want to include you?” Roman asked, dodging the question.

“…Yes, because it is not like you to.”

Whatever!” Roman waved Logan off and planted his hands on his hips.  “I have a better idea for what we could do!”  Logan rolled his eyes, but he allowed Roman to continue.  “We could play One Word.”

“No, no, absolutely not!” Logan took a step back, smothering the fear building up.  “Last time someone played One Word with you, you threw a week-long tantrum!”

“Patton said pancakes instead of pirates!” Roman whined.  “How is an army of pancakes threatening to a hero?!”  Roman couldn’t believe that Logan would hold something like this over his head!  How dare he! “Besides, it won’t be that way this time, because you wouldn’t say something like that!”

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Who wants to read some Tiny Patton thoughts, kiddos?

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- When Logan felt a tug on his pantleg, he closed his eyes and prayed to every god he never believed in to be wrong. Then he looked down into a pair of big, brown eyes behind glasses much too large for his face. Welp, if he needed further proof that gods are fictional, here’s Exhibit A.

- “WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO THIS TIME, ROMAN?!” Logan’s irritated shout brought the other two sides to the kitchen, where a very Tiny Patton was sitting on the counter, swinging his legs and giggling.

- “WHY does everyone always blame ME for these things?!” Virgil rolled his eyes at Princey’s affronted response.

“Because it has literally been your fault the last two times this happened, Sir Sing A Lot.”

-“….Touché, point well made Sir Surlypants.”

“When did I become a Sir???”

- If he weren’t entirely certain that screaming in rage would frighten Patton, Logan would have done it twice by now.

- They all thought Tiny Patton would be the easiest to handle. THEY THOUGHT WRONG.

- Tiny Patton is the embodiment of emotions, and without his maturity to help control him, he is…. volatile.

- Logan swiftly memorizes all of Tiny Patton’s preferences: which stuffie is his favorite, which pajamas ward off monsters, which sippy cup is correct and which juice is best (never making THOSE mistakes again).

- He blames Roman entirely for Patton suddenly referring to him as “Momma” instead of the much more preferable “Lo Lo”.

- It was actually Virgil who taught him that. He smirks every single time Tiny Patton says it.

- Patton adores Virgil, and if you thought he was protective of Tiny Roman, hoooo boy! There are new and fascinating depths to Virgil’s Protective Instinct™ and he doesn’t necessarily want to deal with why that is.

-Tiny Patton is a cuddle bug. He constantly asks to be carried, crawls into beds and laps and makes himself comfortable. Whether you’re frantically searching for a cure or not, as Logan found out. He is also an expert in why removing Tiny Patton from his perch is inadvisable.

- Logan sighed as Patton’s chubby hands lightly traced his face. Tiny Patton had an adorable, dreamy smile on his own face, but he was quiet and happy, so Logan wasn’t complaining. “Momma Lo Lo so pitty!”

- Logan’s eyes widened comically and he stared at the smaller counterpart. “I beg your pardon??? Are you calling me… pretty???”

- Tiny Patton’s enthusiastic nod was NOT adorable. “Momma Lo Lo so pitty! Love my Momma!”

- The warmth spreading over his cheeks was absolutely NOT a blush, Logic does not blush, STOP SNICKERING VIRGIL IT’S NOT FUNNY!

- Thomas groaned out loud when they popped up to tell him. “NOT AGAIN!!! Roman, why???”


“You keep telling yourself that, Princey.”

*Outraged Princey Noises*

- Tiny Patton tries his best to help Thomas, but he’s just not the best at it. Thomas finds himself responding in overly emotional ways, wanting to stomp his feet and pout when he doesn’t get his way, wanting to sob at every sad thing, wanting to giggle when he was happy. It was frustrating, but he understood, and he didn’t blame Patton.

- It’s really late, or early, depending on your perspective. Logan’s hair is mussed from constantly carding his fingers through it in frustration. Virgil is on the bed, skimming through his own stack of books, and Roman created a chair in the corner to lend a hand. Tiny Patton is curled up with his head on Virgil’s chest, one thumb firmly in his mouth, his favorite stuffie under his arm.

- They’ve been trying to reverse this for weeks, but so far nothing has worked. If it were magic, a spell from Roman’s kingdom, fixing Patton would be easy. They’ve been here before, after all. But it’s not, and with every passing day Logan can feel the knot in his stomach tighten.

- An aborted sob is forced out through perfectly clenched teeth, and Logan can feel hot, frustrated tears prickling behind his eyes.

- Virgil’s head snaps up, surprised to see the Logical side’s shoulders hunched, one hand over his mouth. Roman immediately drops what he’s doing and puts a tentative hand on Logan’s shoulder.

- “I’m failing. I’m failing Thomas, Patton, all of us. This isn’t WORKING and we NEED him!” The words rush out of him, each one bitter on his tongue. Tears blur his glasses, and he takes them off, tossing them on his desk.

“What if I can’t fix this? What if he’s like this forever?!”

- Virgil gently moves Tiny Patton and brings a trembling Logan in for a hug. Roman wraps his arms around both of them. It’s the fear they’ve all had, the unspoken worst case scenario that nobody wanted to acknowledge. The thought of never seeing Patton as an adult again was painful to all of them. Tiny Patton was adorable, but….

- “We’ll find a way to get Dad back, Lo.”

“Indeed! If anyone can solve this puzzle, it’s you.”

- There was a beat of silence, and then a loud ripping sound. Three heads whipped towards the bed to see Patton, adult again and clutching the blanket on Logan’s bed to cover his ripped tiny pajamas. His eyes blinked owlishly for a second before a familiar smile crossed his face.

- “Well, wasn’t this was a SEAMLESS transition!”

- Logan couldn’t help it. As relief and joy swamped him in equal measures, he threw his head back and laughed….at a Dad Joke.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Drunk Logic confessing his love to Anxiety. Anxiety assumes it’s just the drink talking. Since he assumes Logic won’t remember anything when he sobers up, Anxiety admits he loves him back, gets Logic a glass of water and makes sure he gets to his room safely. In the morning, Logic remembers everything (he’s a lightweight but didn’t drink enough to forget what happened) and he tells Anxiety that he meant what he said.

I feel like logic would have to be really feed up to get drunk so… But I tried to make this one as fluff as possible! Because I love fluff, and I love analogical, and analogical fluff destroys me in all the good ways.

This is 992 words of pure fluff, whaaaat? I hope you like this!

I remember


Warnings: Alcohol mention, Logan trying to deal with his feelings


Logan was exasperated, he had tried talking to Morality about this but the other one had just squealed in excitement and hugged him so he was out of the question. Roman wasn’t honestly of much help and they didn’t had a close enough relationship for Logan to feel comfortable talking about this with him.

So, in a completely illogical moment, he had decided to get a drink to forget a little about his problems; or to be more specific, his particular problem. Problem that was currently staring at him from the kitchen door, looking really surprised. Logic supposed that it was because of the drink in his hands since he had made it clear to the others that drinking wasn’t exactly something beneficial for logical thinking and he tried to partake on it as little as possible



“Are you drunk?”

“’m n’t s’re”

“O…kay, im just gonna, give you a glass of water and throw you in your room”


He stared at the darker trail move around the kitchen… and wasn’t that the whole problem? This whole thing had started because Logan had found himself looking at Anxiety way more often than normal, blushing slightly every time he got to see the real smile of the other and trying to do as much as possible to keep the smile there. Obviously it didn’t work most of the time since the other was insecure regarding it and when asked he had responded with the most illogical thing Logan had ever heard

“I don’t have a nice smile Logan; it looks unnatural in my face”

“That’s not true”

“It is, it’s like I don’t know how to smile or laugh… I don’t know Logic, just… let’s leave the topic”

He was throw back to the present time when Anxiety snapped his fingers in front of his face, looking at him worriedly

“Earth to Logan, Logan do you copy?”


“Okay, here, can you hold the cup?”

“I’ll prefer t’ hold y’ur hand”


“Y’ur cute”

“Logan how much did you drink?”

“N’t enough”

Anxiety was blushing, and Logan was sober enough to notice that. Maybe… well, he was already flirting with Anxiety, so might as well tell him the whole reason why he was drunk right?



“I… th’nk im in l’ve with you”

The darker trail stared at him, his blush now completely covering his face. He could force the other to drink the water and forget all about it, after all it was only the alcohol talking, or he could confess without hearing Logic reject him. Honestly it was a win-win situation

“I… I’m in love with you too”

“So w’re a th’ng now?”

“Drink your water and we’ll talk tomorrow okay?”

“Mhkay, I l’ve you”

“And I you”

Once he finally got Logan to drink his water, and once his own blush finally decided to go down, he took the logical trail to his room and told him to lie down. After making sure that Logan was indeed on his own bed and with his glasses off Anxiety ran away from the room.

“Why did I said that, oh god what if he remembers it? Okay, okay think this through… there’s a bigger option of him not remembering it than of him remembering it. I’ll be fine!”

Anxiety got into his own bed, all the while trying to force himself to think positively. He had only gone to the kitchen for a late night snack! Not for a confession and a drunk Logan! He tossed and turned, too excited and anxious to actually fall asleep. Why was his life like this? He already had to deal with living in the same headspace as his crush!

Once morning came Logan woke up groggy, he honestly wanted to say he woke up happy thanks to the events of the past night… but his head was killing him

“Never again”

He got out of bed and fixed himself as much as he could, it honestly wasn’t much but it would leave him presentable enough until he reached the kitchen. He knew the younger one was one of the first to wake up, and considering Logan was always up before anyone else there was a huge possibility he would only find Anxiety in the kitchen at this hour.

“Ah good, you are here”

“Wha-?! Logan, don’t appear out of nowhere!”


“So what’s up?”

“I wished to talk to you”

“Okay? Lay it on me”

“Weird choice of words, but anyway. It’s about what happened last night”

“W-What about it?”

“I mean what I said; I think im in love with you”

“Y-You think?”

“I’ve never really experienced the emotion, and Morality wasn’t able to explain it well enough. But if what I understood about it is correct, then yeah I’ve been in love with you for a while already”

He stared directly into the younger one eyes, trying with all his strength to look as serious as he was. He wanted Anxiety to believe him, he wanted Anxiety to correspond to his feelings again; now that he was sober, now that he could fully remember it all

“I want to be with you, from today until the day you get bored of me. Will you allow me that pleasure?”

“I- Logan, what?”

“Angel, would you wish to be my partner?”

“Holy shit, yes, oh god hell yeah”

And suddenly Logic had an armful of excited Anxiety, and both were laughing, and God when did they even started crying?

“I love you, Logan I love you so much. I’ve been in love with you since so long”

“I love you too Angel, im sorry it took me this long to figure it out”

“You giant nerd oh my god”

It was like an irresistible force was pushing them together, and lost in each other’s eyes they kissed

“i fell in love with him that day” + wolverine

ask: @thepjofanqueen “ ‘I fell in love with him that day.’ with Wolverine/Logan pls? So glad you’re back btw, i forgot what the name of your personal blog was and had a freaking heart attack like…ahhhh”

a/n: thanks my dude, glad to be back!! my personal is @/binarydanvers !! 

warnings: a bit of violence , a short description of injury (word count: 430)

   He throws you out of the way of the blast. 

   “Logan!” You yell, voice hoarse from exerting your vocal chords all day. He doesn’t answer, and you can’t see him from all the dust and debris stirred up by the sentinel’s heavy footsteps.

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Not You

Logan Howlett x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: This is a request from a really long time ago. Haha, better late than never, I suppose…

He was mad.

You didn’t even have to look over to know he was angry. Despite the disappointment you felt in yourself at his rage, you couldn’t regret your actions. You were at war- whether Logan cared to admit it or not- there were going to be casualties. He might’ve called it reckless and stupid, but you risked your life for a greater cause. Most would call that bravery.

“If you want to say something, speak.” You sighed, readying yourself for the brunt of his anger. He didn’t disappoint.

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Starved pt 3

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If I missed anyone on the tags, my apologies. If you would like to be added, please send me a message directly, as it’s much easier for my disorganized brain to keep track of! <3 

Chapter Notes: This one will be heavy angst, guys, and probably pretty upsetting, but it is the dark night before the dawn, I promise. I will do my best to have Chapter 4 up as quickly as possible, too. <3 

CW: Yelling, anger, graphic descriptions of panic attacks, self-loathing, self-deprecating thoughts, depression, crying, swearing

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The doll worked.

The others were still being weirdly affectionate with him–still giving him the occasional little touches that made his chest ache and set his skin on fire–but the doll soothed them. When he crawled into bed and snuggled into its embrace, the ache eased. Not all the way, but…well, that was always going to be true. He’d grown to accept that there would probably never be a perfect substitute for a real hug, but as far as he was concerned, this was close enough. 

And besides, he’d never have to know the difference.

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