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inkdrinkerworld · 9 months

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18+ ONLY

logan is such a ‘don’t run from me’ kinda guy when he knows he’s fucking you so good that you can’t take it anymore and try to come off his cock.

like he has you on your hands and knees, face pushed into the pillows on your bed as he absolutely ploughs into you.

his wife pleaser is stuck to his chest, sweat dripping down your back from how long you’ve been at it.

“lo,” you cry, body shaking from the force of his thrusts. his cock is hitting that one spot repeatedly and it’s making you ur toes curl and your arms tremble from holding you up.

it’s not too much until his thumb finds your clit and rolls it in quick circles. “gimme one more.” his voice is gruff, short huffs of air timed perfectly between him fucking you.

to make matters worse for you - read better- he leans over you, teeth sinking into the meat of your back. it forces a moan from you, and it causes your brain to fog even more- he’s too deep your brain decides amidst all the pleasure.

he’s too deep and it’s too good and your body can’t handle the pleasure that’s building so you try to run.

logan can’t fight the grin that breaks on his face as he realises. “m’sorry sweets, y’ain’t running from this,”

he says it so casually- as though he’s not fucking you within an inch of your life and sanity.

“you’re not running from my cock.” his hips slow but he goes deeper, thrusts a little harder too making your fingers grip the sheets harder.

“logan, please.” you beg, face turned to look at him but all logan sees is your face showing how much pleasure you’re in. you don’t really know what you’re begging for.

“please what hm? pretty sure you don’t even know what you’re begging for princess,” his thrusts speed up a bit and involuntarily you’re coming around him. “just like that baby, fuck.” he groans, abs clenched as he tries to stave off his orgasm a little longer.

“why don’t you let me and your pussy have some alone time? she’s enjoying everything i give her.”

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mlmxreader · 2 years

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Labels | Logan Howlett x GN!reader

summary: you and Logan discuss your relationship over a beer

warnings: smoking, drinking, swearing

word count: 600

‘Daddy Sang Bass’ by Johnny Cash was playing on the little speaker as you and Logan smoked cigarettes in his room, the mansion that Xavier had turned into a school so quiet, not even a shouting complaint from Scott on the other side of the door telling you to turn it down; it was nice when you and Logan got a few moments on your own, although not much ever came from your relationship - there was something unsaid between you both, acting like a couple without ever confirming it or denying it. Sure, it was not exactly rare that someone was looking for you and found Logan right at your side, and nor was it rare for the opposite to happen either, but you and Logan had never discussed the nature of what was going on between you both; you never really seemed to bring it up together, and while people asked questions, neither of you ever really bothered to answer them properly. What was the point?

Logan was sure that he couldn’t let someone into his heart, and you weren’t exactly fond of letting everybody know your private business; sometimes, though, sometimes you would imagine what it would be like to put a label on your relationship - to finally say that you were his and he was yours. To finally say that you were a couple. Sometimes you thought about it, but you tried your best not to think of it too much - only when you could stomach the thoughts of such a thing.

When the song faded out, though, it was replaced by a much different country song, one that made you swallow thickly and press yourself even closer to the wall you were sat up against.

‘He Was A Friend Of Mine’, by Willie Nelson.

“You want a beer?” Logan asked, looking over at you as he put his cigarette in the metal ashtray that was slowly filling up with each passing hour.

You shrugged, looking at your watch before nodding and offering him a smile. “Sure, why not? Not like I got anywhere to be tomorrow anyway.”

Logan nodded, leaving for a few minutes to go grab some beers while you waited in his room, biting at your lip and wondering if you should bring it up, wondering if it was the right thing to do or if it would damage the good thing that you had going on with him; but when he brought the beers back and your fingers ghosted his as he passed yours over, you groaned softly, and shook your head.

“I know that we know what it’s all about when it comes to our, uh, our relationship,” you started, “but… what are we doing here, Logan, man?”

Logan quirked a brow, bringing the bottle to his lips and taking a swig before he hummed and sighed. “I thought we were dating.”

You raised your brows, nearly hitting the back of your head against the wall as you looked at him in shock. “You what now?”

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “I just thought we’d agreed to it at some point.”

You furrowed your brows as you stared at him. “When? Actually, don’t answer that, just… you think we’re dating?”

“You don’t?”

“No!” You yelped. “I mean, no, I didn’t think you… I didn’t think you wanted that?”

“With you… it’s different,” he admitted. “I don’t worry about hurting you. I don’t worry about all the shit I did with anyone else, (y/n).”

“Oh…” you took a swig from your beer and nodded. “So… we’re dating,” a smile came to your lips, “alright.”

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wonderswritings · 3 years

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Twin Problems

Summary: Your brother’s avoiding you and you don’t know why. So your boyfriend finds out for you. Warnings: Angst-ish Pairings: Logan Howlett x Maimoff!Fem!Reader, Peter Maximoff x Twin!Sister!Reader

@ilosesomuchbraincells requested: Could you do Logan Howlett x Maximoff!fem!reader basically Peter finds out his twin is dating Logan.

I am so so sorry it took me so long love!

Dividers made by @firefly-graphics

“Hey Pe-”

I huffed when he sped out of the room, rolling my eyes as I turned, walking out of the kitchen and to my room. Climbing into bed, I pulled the covers over me,biting my lip as tears formed.

“YN?”

I sinffled, wiping my tears as Logan walked into the room, stopping next to me. He sat down on the edge of the bed, placing his arm over me.

“Sweetheart?”

I took a deep breath as I turned, looking up at him. He made a face, placing his hand on my cheek, running his thumb along my cheekbone.

“What’s wrong?”

I sighed, shaking my head.

“Nothing.”

He shook his head, looking down at me.

“Somethings the matter. You’re using your powers.”

I huffed, shaking my head.

“How do you even know that?”

“Because I know you.”

“Yeah but-”

He growled my name, causing me to take a deep breath, letting my powers drop, Logan’s eyes widening slightly before he clenched his jaw.

“Who hurt you?”

“Lo-”

“Who. Hurt. You.”

I shook my head, sniffling.

“No one.”

“I’m not asking. Tell me who did this.”

“I did! I did this! Because for some reason my brother is avoiding me! We’ve always been inseparable and now anytime I enter the room or even speak to him- he runs off.”

Logan took a deep breath, leaning down and softly kissing me.

“I’ll be back.”

I made a face, sitting up as he stood up, walking towards the door.

“What? Logan!”

“We need to talk.”

Logan had his arms crossed over his chest, staring Peter down as he looked around the room, shaking his head.

“Yeah, I actually have plans so-”

Peter groaned when Logan grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, yanking him back.

“Now, bub.”

Peter groaned, looking up at Logan.

“Can we do this later? I seriously need to-”

“Why are you avoiding your sister?”

Peter made a face, shaking his head.

“I’m not- why would I be avoiding my sister?”

“Dunno. But she think’s you’re avoiding her.”

“Are you dating my sister?”

Logan’s eyes widened slightly as Peter nodded, tilting his head to the side.

“Is that why you’re here, cause you’re with her?”

“You know. How’d you find out?”

“I saw you both. You said something that made her laugh and then you kissed her. You threw her over your shoulder and ran inside.”

He shivered, making a face.

“Vivid imagination, I know what you two got up too, which is nasty.”

“So now you’re avoiding your sister? She’s been upset for weeks-”

He stepped closer to Peter, clenching his jaw.

“She’s upstairs in tears because of you. Because you can’t handle your sister not being by your side twenty four seven?”

He stopped in front of Peter, glaring down at him as he lifted his hand, extending his claw.

“Fix it. Or I will.”

Peter hesitated outside of her door, taking a deep breath before he pushed the door open. He sighed softly when he saw her under the covers, walking towards her, calling her name. He watched as the covers moved, watching as his sister sat up.

“Pete?”

He nodded, walking towards her.

“Yeah.”

“Is some- what’s wrong?”

Peter shook his head, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her.

“I’m sorry, that I’ve been avoiding you. I- it’s dumb.”

She shook her head, placing her hand over his.

“Peter-”

“But I uh- I know about you and Logan- being together. And- I don’t know but I was avoiding you because of that.”

Tears formed in her eyes as she sniffled, looking over at him.

“Do you not want me to date him? Cause-”

“No.”

Peter shook his head, moving next to her, wrapping his arms around her.

“I just want you to be happy.”

He leaned down, turning her towards him.

“You are happy, right?”

She nodded, offering him a small smile.

“Yes. He- He makes me happy.”

Peter smiled, nodding.

“Good.”

Logan walked into their room, stopping in the doorway. Peter and YN were in bed, Peter hanging off the edge as he leaned against the headboard, his arm wrapped around YN. Logan walked towards his side of the bed, laying next to YN, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Thank you.”

Logan looked over at Peter, shrugging slightly.

“I didn’t do nothing.”

“For making her happy.”

Logan said nothing as he laid back against his pillow, crossing his arms behind his head.

“What are you doing?”

Logan cut a glance at Peter, shrugging before he closed his eyes.

“My bed. My girlfriend. I’m going to sleep.”

“My sister. And it’s weird.”

“Stay on your side and it’s not weird.”

Peter huffed, shaking his head.

“It’s still weird.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 10 months

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having a logan thought and it’s basically:

you riding him but you’re not really doing any work cos logan’s got his hands cupping your face as he pounds up into you, smirking as he catches every facial reaction you make.

“feels good doesn’t it princess?” he mocks, watching your eyes roll back as his thrusts become sharper. “having a big cock in that tight little cunt?”

if his cock wasn’t doing it for you, his words were. you can’t help the way your body reacts to his actions, keen for more of his touch.

logan can sense it too, “oh you’re just desperate for it, ain’t ya sweet thing?” his voice is all mocking, not a single straightforward word leaving his lips yet you still can’t help but nod as best as you can with his hands holding your face.

he chuckles, lips finding yours in a sloppy and wet kiss. “don’t worry your pretty head, princess. i’ll take care of you.” and god does he

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inkdrinkerworld · 9 months

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Logan would love when you sometimes mix it up and call him by James (which if I'm not mistaken is his real name) like something intimate about calling him by his true name

omg yes!!!

it’s early in the morning in when you’re feeling for him. he’s normally asleep beside you, snoring by your ear and his arms wrapped around you.

this morning he doesn’t and it’s weird.

you sit up, knuckling your eyes as you get out of bed- shoving your feet into your fluffy slippers.

logan had quarreled with you for not wearing them enough times. always going on about how ‘it’s cold in the morning, you’re gonna get sick.’

it’s silly really, you’re mutant, but you suppose his worrying comes from you not having his regeneration powers.

“lo?” you call, almost walking into the archway as you reach the living room.

“on the porch, princess.” he gruffs, not looking back as you come out and find him cutting fruit.

it’s that time of year where the couple trees in your backyard are bearing like crazy.

“did you sleep okay?” you ask him, wheedling your way into his lap making him smile.

“mhm, got up cos that damn bird came back. knocking on the glass.” you yawn and tuck your face into his neck.

“why’re you cutting fruit?” he feeds you a segment of the orange he’s peeling.

“cos you like them.” there’s a big basin between his legs full of orange segments, peaches and some berries.

the way he says it, easy, thoughtful, like it’s silly that he wouldn’t be cutting fruit because you like them- makes your heart stutter.

“james,” you whisper and he hums, his heart now stuttering. he’s sure his eyes go a bit glassy.

it isn’t often you call him by his name, his given name; but when you do, he feels like himself.

like the little boy that always got sick. he feels set apart from all the violence and the war he’s lived.

“what?” he asks, desperate not to have the emotion that’s clawing at his throat rest there.

“you’re the single most thoughtful yet enigmatic man to walk this earth.” you kiss him, transferring the sweet citrus of the orange to him.

“don’t go shouting that around- the thoughtful part.” he says against your lips playfully and you laugh.

“i wouldn’t dare,” your fingers glide through his hair before reaching down into the bowl and offering his a piece of peach.

“i love you,” he says softly. voice earnest and heart full.

“i love you too james,” he kisses you again and as you pull away you say, “should i bake a cobbler?” you spot the mini mountain of peaches by his side.

“oh yeah, i’ll just have to get lemons from the tree.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 7 months

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Omg fucking imagine bunny!reader with wolverine I could just imagine him being rough and like overstimulating the fuck out of that tail

I’ve never done hybrid!au before but x-men is such a good way into this!! Cw: hybrid!reader, smut, overstimulation and Logan being smug, 18+ONLY MDNI

Don’t like don’t read, please don’t come into my inbox w hate cos I’ll just delete the asks

Logan didn’t know you being a shapeshifter would’ve come into play like this.

You’re on all fours, head pressed into the mattress of his bed as he stands behind you.

His hips are fast moving as he fucks into you, his hands bruising your hips as he holds you in place.

“Fuck, Lo,” you moan, voice trembling from the exertion it takes to let him fuck you like this. Your ears are floppy as you jerk with each thrust, your body spent from the numerous orgasms he’d pulled from you.

“Gimme one more, bun.” He grunts, sweat dripping down his chest as he tries hard not to come yet.

Logan’s hand slips down, from your hip to your lower back and before you can register the movement, you feel his hand brushing the fluff of your tail.

Instinctively you groan, leaning away from his touch as your body jerks from the stimulation.

Behind you, Logan smirks. “That feel good?” He asks, not even sounding breathless as his cock pistons in and out of your sopping cunt.

“Please,” you whine, eyes rolling back as he does it again; his hands pulling and tugging at the fur making your body buzz. “I’m gonna come.” You warn, voice wavering as tears pool in your eyes when his hips speed up.

“Come on bunny, let me feel you.” That and the flick of your tail has you screaming, your orgasm ripping through you like hot fire.

Your body can’t stop twitching even as Logan fills you up. It takes a while for him to move, hands stroking down the length of your back while he waits for your breathing to even out.

“Didn’t know you liked that, princess.” He coos as he pulls out, laying you on your side so there’s no pressure in your tail.

You look up at him with dazed eyes. They barely focus on him before he’s moving, picking up a washcloth to clean you up.

“Didn’t know either,” your thighs tremble at the pressure of him cleaning between them. “Felt really good.”

Logan smirks, snapping his boxers into place before crawling over you. “I’ll keep it in mind, sweet thing” his kisses are stubbly but you preen for them as he begins aftercare.

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inkdrinkerworld · 17 days

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thinking about grumpy!logan and sunshine!reader. he would have such a soft spot for readerrr.

You’re the happiest person Logan knows in the world. He isn’t sure how you maintain it. Especially when it comes to what your job is.

You’re all technically teachers, but you’re a mutant, a very powerful mutant who’s been hunted for the majority of your life.

Yet, you’re always wearing a smile Logan thinks is too bright to be real.

Over the years, you and Logan developed a sort of relationship- if you can call it that. He’s a grump and you’re literal sunshine but he’s the only one allowed to be mean around you.

He’s grilling some of the younger kids about them not using their powers correctly in the training drill when you come in, hands holding two trays of juice for the kids.

“You’re too hard on them, Logan. They’re fifteen.” You whisper it because you’re not about to undermine him loudly.

“That doesn’t stop anyone. They need to be better.” You roll your eyes.

“You want them to be unfeeling, that’s not fair.” You say just as gently and he grumbles, taking the last bottle off the tray and cracking it open and then handing it to you.

“Not unfeeling, pragmatic wouldn’t hurt though.”

The kids start hand to hand combat while you speak to Logan and they look better after his corrections but some of them can’t move as quickly as he likes.

“Watch your feet. You’re leaning too far forward, you’ll be easy to off balance.” You correct gently and the kids look past you to Logan who they suspect is about to grill them.

“She’s right. Ground yourself better, tighten your core and block your face.” He’s significantly less aggressive and you smile as you hold the empty trays to your chest.

“See you later, Logan. We have lunch plans don’t be late.” Practically skipping out of the training room with a big grin.

Logan smiles despite himself, a little thing. Barely an uptick in his lips. “Get outta here, Sunshine.” The kids whisper among themselves as you leave and how much softer Logan corrects them even after you’re gone for weeks.

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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hi! maybe logan getting worried/protective over u after u get injured during a mission? 🥺🩷

Canon level (based on the comic books mostly) wounds and violence (it’s nothing too gory besides the wound description)

“Move out of my fucking way Scott,” you hear him before you see him which isn’t really a good sign.

You’d gone on a mission the same time he was out on one too, and though it had just been a simple recon mission, things got heated quick.

Zeitgeist was a bitch like usual, and you weren’t as fast as you might’ve been had there not been a falling child to save.

So now, your entire right side is rippled under the acid of his spit and you can’t deny the agony you’re in.

“She’s fine,” Scott says but you know your boyfriend.

He pushes past him and is at your side almost instantly. Your eyes take a moment to adjust to him being so close but when they settle on his face, the clear panic and worry is clear to see.

“I’m fine, Lo.” You say, teeth gritted through each word as Charles asses the wound.

You’re no longer in your suit, just in a pair of pants and a sports bra, your hair is drenched and Logan can only guess they just hosed you down to get rid of the majority of the acid.

It still burns like a bitch and you can’t hide that from the man who knows you so well.

“Bullshit,” he grumbles, hands brushing back the hair from your face. “Can’t you all do something instead of just fucking staring at it?”

The question is packed with worry that none of them are accustomed to seeing on Logan, but you swear you see Ororo smirk.

She’d been the only one to notice his soft underbelly- well beside you.

“We’re waiting for Hank to bring the antidote Logan,” you say gently, stroking his tense forearm. “I’m fine baby.”

It’s the ‘baby’ that softens him, that gets him to take a deep breath and press his forehead into yours.

“Fucking scared me,” he murmurs and the others all find themselves busy- besides Scott, he wants something to tease the man about as per the rules of their friendship. “Don’t do that shit again.” His hands are on your neck, thumbs under your chin so you can’t look away.

“I didn’t really have a choice, I had to save the kid.” He nods, pressing his lips to your temple. Hank saves him from blowing up again when you wince and the green acid bubbles a little more.

“Fucking finally, what took you so long?” He grunts, Hank only shaking his head as he pours the blue liquid over your wound.

“Fuck,” you cry out, hand itching to press against your side or slap Hank’s hands away but Logan stops you.

“Fucking say something next time, yeah big guy?” He growls but then you hiss again and he’s all focused on you again.

“You’re good, you’re okay bub.” It’s whispered straight into your hairline and if you were a little more cognizant you’d notice that Logan can’t stop glaring at the wound.

“We caught it in time, the antidote won’t reverse the burn completely, but it will be soothing it and fixing the majority of it.” Hank pulls on gloves, the snap of it on his wrist filling the room. “There’s a salve you need to put on it for the healing process.”

“Thanks Hank,” you whisper, much too tired for much else. “Can I go now?” Logan notices then how utterly exhausted you look and sets aside his anger and worry for a moment to dote on you.

“Yes, but Logan monitor the wound and how it heals over the next few weeks. The skin should be back to normal when the salve is done.” The professor says and Logan nods dutifully before picking you up off the med and taking the salve from Hank.

“C’mon, pretty girl.” He takes you back to your room and is smearing the salve on your side. “You’re not doing that shit again, I swear to whatever there is.”

You give him a small smile, “Getting hurt is part of it Logan, I can’t avoid that completely.”

He frowns and then presses a kiss right above your wounded side. “You don’t get how scary it is to hear, ‘she’s in the infirmary, an acid wound’, I nearly ripped Bobby in half.”

You stretch a hand to bury in his hair. “I know baby, but this was just a one time thing. Zeitgeist isn’t exactly unscathed either.”

Logan smiles, his lips pressing into your unblemished skin again. “Fire burns Logan, what can I say.”

“You’re fucking perfect, you know that?” You giggle a little, more so when he holds your cheeks and stamps a kiss to your lips. “Get some shut eye, m’gonna get one of the kids to make you soup.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 21 days

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if you’re looking for logan requests, idk if you do this or not but i’d love to see how he would react with a s/o whose high and giggly af- kinda how he’d react

Logan hadn’t been around you when you’ve had a smoke before, he’s always at the institute and you always need a smoke when he’s gone for longer than a week.

It’d been three weeks and you’re on your second blunt when he shoulders the door of your cottage home open.

The first thing he smells is the burning of it and then he hears you giggling and smiles.

“Lo?” You call, leaning over the back of your sofa hair falling in your eyes as you catch sight of your burly boyfriend stomping into the house.

“Hi, princess,” he kisses your forehead and sets his bags down. “How’re you?”

“Good,” there’s a giggling quality to every sound in your voice and Logan has to struggle real hard to keep his face passive. “There’s dinner, I made pesto pasta and chicken cutlets.”

“Thank you baby, I’ll eat in a little while.” He sits beside you and pulls you into his lap, your half smoked blunt held far away from Logan.

“Do you think if you smoked this you’d get high? I don’t know if your body would just regenerate and clean it out of your system.”

Logan watches you take another inhale and turn your face away to blow it out. “Maybe, I’ve never felt the need to try it.”

“It’s fun, makes you feel nice.” You finish the blunt off all by yourself, giggling even more, especially when Logan’s hands find your waist.

“Do you want any snacks? Anything to munch on?” This part of the dance he’s familiar with, getting all your favourite munchy snacks ready for you.

“Not yet, you smell nice.” You bury your nose to his neck and then to his chest and arms. “Why do you smell so nice?”

Logan chuckles as you try tucking your nose along every crook on his body. His hand pushes your forehead away, “I showered before I came back. Used that body wash you got me.”

“Let me smell you again, Logan.” You try turning your head free of his palm and giggle madly when you do and tuck your face into his shirt.

“You’re something else, girl. Completely something else.” He kisses your forehead gently and lets you busy yourself with sniffing him like a dog- at least till you get hungry.

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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if u still want logan requests: one where the reader comforts him from one his nightmares? <3

The tossing and turning and the grunts wake you up.

“Fuck,” Logan grumbles beside you and you know where he is immediately. It breaks your heart to see him like this, trapped in memories that aren’t his entirely because of what they’d done to him.

Your hand touches his shoulder, thumb rubbing in the divot there. “Lo, wake up baby.”

He doesn’t rouse. You sit up fully, your hands stroking through his hair. “Logan,” his eyes snap open, his claws remain hidden and you can see in his panic that he’s glad for it.

“I’m sorry,” you shake your head, fingers coiling his hair before your hands stroke down his cheeks and jaw.

“For what? I’m sorry you had another nightmare.” Logan exhales long, and you lay on him. “We don’t have to talk about them, we can stay up till you’re ready to sleep.”

“No sweetheart, you need your sleep,” he kisses your forehead and shuts his eyes. “I can go back to sleep.”

Even you know that’s a lie, so you sit up in his lap and stare him down. Logan narrows his eyes at you and you do the same.

It’s a stare off for about three minutes and then he cracks. “Read something from your book then,” he’s talking about your collection of bedtime stories that you’ve had forever.

“Out loud?” You’re fishing now and though he knows it, he only gives a long dramatic sigh and then nods. “Okay, should we read something fun? How does ‘The Sword and The Stone’ sound?”

“Good baby,” he closes his eyes and you start the tale, going through each part of the story as quietly as you can so Logan actually falls back to sleep and by the time he’s almost asleep he grabs the book from your hands and sets it aside.

“C’mere,” he tucks his face by your neck and pulls the covers over you as you lay on him. “Thanks, I love you.” He says quietly falling asleep before you can even say it back to him.

He doesn’t wake up till the morning and you’re still wrapped up on him, which is the best possible outcome.

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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can you do a logan imagine where we’re waking up for the morning and it’s raining and it’s fluffy or smth??

I think this is a little ooc but I like it

Waking up to the rain is a feeling that is unmatchable by many others.

The slight chill, the sound of the raindrops falling against the roof and windows, the grey clouds that reinforce your love for a simple day in.

Top it with your boyfriend holding you right up against him and there’s little else you could ask for.

“Morning Lo,” you whisper, stretching and relishing in the way that your limbs crack.

“Morning,” Logan stamps a kiss to your cheek and then hides his face behind your curtain of hair. “Don’t even think about it.” He gruffs when he feels you moving and you giggle.

“Just wanna look at you, wolf boy, m’not leaving.”

You feel his teeth sink into your shoulder lightly and know that’s your punishment for the wolf comment.

“What do you wanna do today, bub?” He asks, his hands crawling up the back of your sleep shirt that he’s sure is his sweater from the institute a couple years back.

They trace an invisible track up and down your spine and you find it a little hard to keep your eyes open- it’s soothing the way he does it so slowly and with just the perfect amount of pressure.

“Lay in bed? Watch movies? I have a feeling the rain is gonna last all day.” Your hands comb through his hair as you speak, fingers twisting around the fluffy strands.

“Good,” he mumbles, voice sounding even more tired than before and you can tell he’s falling back to sleep- honestly so are you. “Two more hours and then breakfast.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 10 months

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bare w me guys, idk if he’s ooc or not i’m on my period and this is my only thought:

you and logan are at home, in bed and you’re seconds away from sleep when he stiffens under you.

“you’re bleeding,” he mutters, hands moving to your waist to turn you over. “think you got your period.”

you groan, apologies ready to spew out of you when he shushes you. “none of that, i’ll smack you.”

logan gets out of the bed, going to your bathroom in search of your menstrual stuff.

“which one d’ya want, kid?” you reach in the box for a pad and sit up.

“gonna shower again,” logan wants to interrupt, but you grimace answer he frowns.

“alright princess, i’ll make you some of that tea you like.” you come out of bed and stamp a kiss to his lips.

“thanks wolf boy.”

he smacks your ass as you walk into the bathroom, chuckling when you gasp and grumble under your breath.

he looks odd holding your tea cup. it looks far too small in his massive hand, but it brings a smile to his face when he catches sight of the little painting on it.

it looks just like your cottage.

logan chucks two peppermint tea bags into the cup, hand touching the kettle to see if it’s still hot from your earlier cup of tea.

“that’ll do it,” he mutters, offhandedly remembering your comment about the water not having to be 100° for herbal teas.

he remembers to twirl the honey dipper to get the ‘right’ amount of honey.

you’re out the shower when he gets back, standing in one of his white vests and braiding back your hair.

“thought that was my thing?” he asks, nudging your hip as he hands you the mug.

“sorry,” you smile feeling the braid unravel before logan’s fingers move delicately to your hair.

“your stomach cramping?” he’s gotten a lot better at braiding, one long braid coming down to the middle of your back.

you take a sip of the tea and turn to him when you feel his tie it off. “not yet, wish you had hot hands.” you giggle when he scowls and shakes his head- clearly not pleased at your teasing.

logan tugs your waist to draw you closer to the bed, “c’mon you need to rest.” you hold the cup of tea steady as you climb into bed, flicking your wrist to shut the bedroom door.

your cramps don’t hit till well after your tea has finished and logan is diligent enough to know exactly where you’re hurting and apply a little pressure.

“should be a masseuse,” you murmur, your cramps dissipating a little as he continues.

“i figure you just want me to be a jack of all trades.” the words are spoken into your hairline, a softness to them that’s reserved for you.

“my james of all trades.” logan huffs a laugh against your temple,

“get some shut eye.”

“i love you.” your breath evens out as you wait for his answer.

“i love you too, princess.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 6 months

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Hear me out, logan (wolverine) teasing bunny reader, like teasing readers tail and ears and stuff UGHHH OMG AND LIKE ORGASM CONTROL FUCKKK

Cw: 18+ONLY MDNI, smut, orgasm control and denial. Hybrid!au

Don’t like it don’t read it

“Don’t you fucking dare,” the threat is out of his mouth before you can even beg and it makes you whine.

You’re not sure how long you’ve been here, but Logan’s had you on your hands and knees for what feels like hours just torturing you.

Ever since he found out that any stimulation on your tail or ears could help get you along, he’d been obsessed with edging you.

“Please,” you cry, shoulders giving out forcing you flat on your chest.

He’s kneeling behind you, cock hard against his stomach as he watches your slick race down your thighs at another almost orgasm.

“Please what? We haven’t even reached six yet, bub.” You swear, you’d made a deal, that you’d let him edge you six times and on the seventh you’d come. At the time six edges didn’t seem that many, but now it feels like an impossible mountain to climb.

“Please let me come, Lo. I need it so bad.” You manage to say right before he slips three thick fingers back into you and starts stroking the skin right above your tail.

“No.” It’s concise and harsh, his lips pulling into a smirk when he finds the gummy spot inside you that has your body shaking. “If you ask again you’re not coming at all.”

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Hey if you don't mind, may I make a request?

Absolutely anything with Logan, give us one of your favorite tropes/settings!

Some sweet and cushy cause I can't stop thinking about him either😂

i went with hurt comfort! logan x phoenix!reader who gets hurt on a mission to bring in a kid to the institute.

humans are awful. not all of them, but enough that makes your generalization fair.

you were just trying to bring a kid to charles’ school. trying to help the kid who was scared shitless of their own ability to shoot literal sunbeams from their hand get to people who could understand him.

then you were ambushed. government agents surrounding you on all roads as you tried to leave his house.

“s’gonna be alright okay?” you say to him, eyes glued to his.

“okay,” comes his little voice and you know he’s scared- so are you. you can tell there’s more on their way.

you get out but not unscathed- your reach back to the institute the little boy greeted by storm and logan.

storm leaves with him, and logan walks towards you hands already moving to where your suit seems a little wet.

“you better move your hands,” he grumbles. you move them and logan frowns. “thought you told the professor everything went well?”

you sigh, letting him prod at you. “it did, got the kid here, didn’t i?” you bat his hands away as the come to your waist, “i’m fine, baby.”

logan lifts you up, ignoring your protests completely. “fine my ass,” he sets you down on your bed, gentle hands as he takes off your suit.

you smile despite the way he’s doting over you like a mad man. “do you even know how to use a first aid kit, james?”

he stumbles then as he retrieves the one in his bathroom that the professor insisted. “no but how hard could it be? hank can stitch.”

it’s a dig at the big guy but you admire your boyfriend’s conviction.

“be gentle with me,” he lifts his eyes to meet yours.

“always am, princess.” he kisses your uninjured hip before starting to sterilize your wounds.

ten minutes later you’re stitched up, a little haphazardly but at least you’re not bleeding anymore.

“thanks for taking care of me.” you kiss him as he goes to stand.

logan works the rest of your suit down your legs, tossing your cape to the floor. “always will,” his nose brushes against yours. “next time i’m coming with you.”

your laugh turns into a giggle as he carries you off to the bathroom, sitting you in the tub as he fills it with hot water.

“you’re gonna milk this aren’t you?” you ask him when you notice him reaching for your body wash and rag.

logan smirks, “oh yeah, gonna have to put my hands on you to help you do everything till you’re all healed up. could take weeks.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 9 months

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Omg omg omg LOGAN... please... babe... I will give you my firstborn???

I NEED a Phoenix! Reader logan story where somehow through the multiverse shenanigans days of future past logan meets with reader whos in this marvel universe and she's basically taken the spot of Jean like, there was no Jean, just y/n.

And it's just them falling into a routine like they've been together for so many years, and they're just catching up on lost time, spending every moment with each other, he's amazed at how you can control your powers, even though you still have difficulties and they're so understanding of each other and they're just IN LOVE---

I'm so sorry if this is so complicated lol ily

omg baby this is so good!!

it's your hair that catches his attention first, long and red and curly down your back. then your suit, similar to his universes jean and he's scowling at the professor.

"is this some kind of a joke? who is she?" you can hear them, but logan doesn't care, not even as you help alex move something from the plane.

"she's this universe's pheonix. but she's nothing like jean," it's high praise if it's coming from the professor, "she can control it, or control it better than our jean."

it's hard for logan to warm up to you at first, but he tries. mostly because you're so kind even when he's brutish and crass.

"logan," you say as you sit down beside him, hands hovering in your lap as you stare at him. "why don't you like me?"

he's got a cigar in his mouth as he contemplates your question. "s'not that i don't like you kid," he says carefully. "i just," he sighs, pulling the cigar from his mouth. "i just knew someone with your exact powers and it didn't end too well for her."

you nod, "the professor told me about your phoenix," your eyebrows draw together, logan grunts when the tip of his cigar is lit and burning. "sometimes the power is too much, but most times, you can get it right."

the war only brings you and logan closer, the entire thing a bit taxing on you as you fight and try to keep everything in order.

you're fighting mystique when you can feel the phoenix coming forward.

"you're gonna need to get everyone out of here, logan!" you yell, wrist flicking to draw away some of your companions coming to help.

"what are you thinking of doing?" he yells back, and you close your eyes, showing him your plan in your mind.

'be careful,' he speaks to your mind and you smile, stretching your hands forward to reach the machines.

you're still not sure what your power looks like when the phoenix comes out, but you focus on the sentinels, focus on keeping them away from the people who have come to be your friends.

your scream is the last thing you're aware of, then logan catching you before you fall to the ground.

"c'mon sweets, don't think you're getting away from me that easily."

"wouldn't dream of it logan, but did we win?"

he chuckles, gives you a nod and watches as a smile spreads on your face. "did you like the phoenix?"

he tuts, shaking his head, "like you better."

when you both get back to the future, you and logan settle in together to no one's surprise.

"did you ever know that would happen?" he asks you one day, your body draped over his as his hands massage your thighs.

"i can't see the future, so no." you giggle when he pinches your thigh. "honestly, i thought you'd never warm up to me."

he frowns a deep frown, "what?"

you lean on his shoulder and say, "well you were always broody and grumbly when i was around, like you were waiting for me to screw up or do the same thing she did."

logan's heart pinches a little, "m'sorry princess. i know you're not the same as her. m'sorry." his forehead is pressing into yours now and you smile.

you wiggle your fingers and the lights dim, making logan smile. "i know you are," you kiss his jaw, "do you think you could build a bookshelf from thee wood out in your workshop?"

"you're getting better at deflecting affection," he kisses you square on the mouth. "yeah, i can build you a couple shelves." logan makes no move to get out of bed though- instead he flips you over so you're under him again and squealing.

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