#logan ₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧

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selfies dilf!logan would send u hehehehehhehe (these are all retakes bcus duhhh he'd never send you a pic where hes smiling first!!)

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Who is most likely to wear matching outfits with MC?

Most likely to wear matching outfits with MC ₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧

⟶ ELI absolutely insists you two match whenever you go out, it's a must! And he does some killer puppy-dog eyes, so good luck saying no to those.

⟶ LOGAN isn't as much matching as he really really wants to see you in his clothes. It does something to him and he can't explain why.

⟶ POE really wants to give you a goth makeover (if you don't already dress that way). Just imagine how cool you'd look! You have to try it out.

⟶ KELBY is pretty similar to Logan. You end up matching because he keeps giving you his jerseys and varsity jackets. It's kinda cute honestly.

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logan x weird girl moodboard ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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"my girlfriend's boyfriend and i saw you from across the bar and we really dig your vibe"

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logan who carries his pup's stuff all the time cus they never have pockets LOL

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thinking about professor!logan . . . <3 him always taking up detention duty whenever you got in trouble, giving you little glances in class and you being the only student he calls out for not paying attention. he'd snap his fingers at you whenever you zoned out, make you stay an extra fifteen minutes after class ends, giving you little nicknames. "good morning, mr. logan!" "good morning, guppie." he'd reply with a soft smile it's not like you weren't so obsessed with him either. you'd bite on your pencil and stare at him instead of focusing on the lecture. you'd get super shy around him, your face turning red at his praises. "atta girl!", "good girl", "good job, bub." one time, when you stayed with logan after class, you bent over to pick up a few folders. your skirt lifted and exposed your underwear, and logan started to cough as soon as he noticed. he would never admit it, but the rush he felt from the little he could see of your panties had him very nervous. you're his student, isn't it wrong of him to look at you that way? he found himself adjusting his pants when you got up. “uhh, you know what? i’m not feeling very talkative today. maybe you can go back and hang out with your friends,” he said, his forehead covered in beads of sweat. “you okay, mr. logan?” “i’m alright, bub. just not in the mood to talk.” “oh, uh, alright. have a good day!” you flashed a smile at him. “you too, bub.” as soon as you left the classroom, logan headed to the bathroom to take care of his problem. pleasuring himself while thinking of his student? seriously? he felt immense guilt for even looking at you. then again, he’d never tell you about those feelings; he thought you were too sweet and naive for him.

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perv!logan always found an excuse to touch you. every time you bent over slightly, you'd hear him mutter something, and as soon as you turned back to him, he would just be silent, giving you a smirk... "shouldn't wear those kinda outfits around me, pup. you know how i am." you were weirded out by his behavior at first, like any normal person would be. you tried your best to avoid him, but he'd show up and make comments about you, like the weird guy from way back in middle school who was just so into you. "you ever, uh-, have sex with two guys? or, like, piss on a guy? 'm just curious, y'know?" "LOGAN." you shouted at him "aww, got you angry pup?" he smirked at you, pulling your cheeks to make the interaction even more humiliating. "but, um, if you DO wanna do what all i just mentioned, just call me, 'kay?" he was just about to walk away before he remember one last thing. "and wear those grey panties with rabbits on 'em." you were so fucking done for.

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DADDDDDDDDD!

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dude I'm not even into piss but your last post made me reconsider 😭 keep it up, I am SO obsessed with dad bf!logan. him tucking you in bed and apologizing for getting so rough (he'll do it again) while handing you one of your stuffed animals like he didn't have your face shoved in the mattress moments prior. hhbvvvvvv I have too many ideas

you were at a friend's house party when an angry logan called your phone. you didn't pay it any mind. you were used to logan calling you up, the situation always went the same -- you'd get yourself in trouble, he'd call, you'd whine and bitch, refuse to listen, he'd pick you up, yell at you in the car, you'd cry a few tears and then he'd reassure you. you both get home and he'd give you a better reason to cry. you were used to it. and you always did enjoy it, after having sex with you, logan would always make sure to clean you up. getting a warm wet rag and wiping your messy body down. he'd make you immediately go to the bathroom to pee after that, not wanting you to get a UTI. a pair of cotton panties and fluffy pjs were always laid out on the bed after you came back from the bathroom. logan would call you onto the bed and put the garments on you, giving you a little forehead kiss after he's done. he pulls away from your forehead and gives you a soft smile. "you're my precious, y'know that?" the words never fail to make you a blushing mess. he'd go into the shower shortly after, you knew whenever he returned from the shower because the smell of body wash was so strong, it was a comforting and familiar scent to you. he'd pick you up and take you to the bathroom to brush your teeth, making you gag purposefully on the toothbrush. the both of you would always have a good laugh. now that you were properly cleaned up, he'd brush your hair. he picked you up by your armpits, shaking your body a little and him kissing you all over. you were in a fit of giggles. finally, he'd tuck you into bed. peppering kisses all over your pretty face and cupping your cheeks. he grabbed one of your stuffed animals and handed it over to you. "this'll keep you safe when 'm gone alright, bub?" you let out a weak "mhm" as a response, he chuckled and kissed your forehead again. "goodnight bub, i love you." "i love you too, dada." he turned the lights off and left your room. having to work the next day, he knew he couldn't stay for too long.

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logan x bimbo!reader moodboard ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹

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dad bf!logan who never lets you do stuff on your own!!! carries you around everywhere, puts your shoes on for you, feeds you himself, helps you get dressed, brush your teeth, take a bath, brushes your hair. always thinks you're "too little" to be watching adult shows and films, comments on your age and how small you are compared to him. puts his thumb in your mouth like a makeshift pacifier, buys you stuffed animals, calls himself "daddy" or "dada" he'd call you "bubba", "babydoll", "babygirl", "little one", "kiddo", "baby" <3

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oblivious bimbo!reader who is the most frustrating girl logan’s ever come across in his long life because reader sees the flirty or romantic things he does as purely platonic :3

its a mutual crush but reader is just so 😭

your new friend at xavier's mansion, logan, was hot, to say the least. you'd purposefully reapply your lip gloss in front of him, giggle at his dad jokes, and even bat your eyes like the princess you were.

logan was immediately drawn to you, always looking your way, complimenting you, and even being touchy with you at times. he loved the smell of your marshmallow-scented lip gloss, the way you did your eye makeup all frosty and glittery, your juicy tracksuits, and even the trashy pop music you'd blast around the mansion.

"hey bunny," he shot a smile towards you when you saw him in the hall. "hey! i like this nickname you picked for me; it makes me feel like i'm a playboy bunny," you giggled. "that's adorable. you ever get one of those playboy bunny tanning stickers? it'd look great right about there," he says while pointing to the area right below your breasts. "logan~" you whined as he gave you a little smirk again. "what? 'm just saying," he shrugged and walked away. the next few interactions with logan were awkward to say the least. logan would blush whenever you passed by but he'd never muster up the courage to talk to you, it was always you who ended up doing the talking. you'd see his face get red, hands get fidgety but you didn't pay it any mind, brushing it off as him being nervous for a mission. sometimes logan would pull at your cheeks as a way to tease you, he randomly grabbed your face while you pouted. his breathing was heavy again. "lo'?" you tilted your head at him, like a puppy. "it-it's nothin' i'm sorry." he let go of your face as you pouted again. "nooooo! tell me now!" you crossed your arms "i've gotta go help scott with something, see you tomorrow, pup." he practically ran out of your room. you were confused??? and even that would've been an understatement. you were waiting for your friend to return, just lost in your thoughts about your actual feelings towards him.

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piss kink with logan?

LOGAN would sooooo make u wet urself on purpose >_< i think he's just into humiliating his partners in general. "yeah? you gotta go? gotta pee?" he'd act so clueless around you making u hold it in for a while just to see the look of desperation on your face !! sometimes he'd piss right onto your crotch while you're desperate to pee, mocking you and adding onto your humiliation by saying things like "you wanna use the bathroom? sweetheart, it's clear you pissed yourself already. whats the use?" as he laughs at your cries and desperate attempts to free yourself. he'd obviously infantilize you too. "little baby. can't control your bladder, can you?" while he cups your cheeks, giving you a teasing pout, making it obvious he didn't pity you at all.

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grinding on logan's thigh, when you suddenly get a sharp feeling in your bladder. you hadn't gone to the bathroom for what felt like hours, you kept putting away the task 'till the last minute. your movements get more and more squirmish, logan pays close attention to it. you whine and let out sighs, desperate for logan to let go of your calves. he was sitting on the couch while you were sat on his thigh. the tv was blaring some random horror movie you two had decided to watch. logan paid attention to the movie while you were busy humping his thigh like a mutt in heat. you'd let out whimpers and groans while he'd just bring his thumb to your mouth and make you suck on it. shushing you as he does so. you let out a painful whimper again, biting your lip. your voice quite low compared to the sound of the movie blasting. "lo' i ha- have to pee" you say to him, avoiding any sort of eye contact. "told ya to go before the movie. hold it in." "mhm." "that's a good girl." he smiled while moving your hair back a little to properly see your face. a few minutes had passed and it was obvious you couldn't hold it anymore. logan took notice and pressed his hand right against your bladder. forcing all the piss you'd been holding in to be released. you moaned at the relief, while logan had a smirk on his face. after the realization that you'd pissed yourself on logan's thigh hit you, tears started pouring out your eyes. your panties were soaked, logan's pants were also covered in your piss. logan pulled you in for a hug, kissing your forehead before pulling away. "what a baby." he said to you whilst chuckling. the situation in front of him felt almost comedic to him, it was just another result of you refusing to listen to logan's word.

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Logan howlett x f!reader where they’re both training, and the reader tries to get some hits on Logan but he’s literally made of metal, and the reader gets hurt in the process.

training with logan was always the highlight of your day. despite having failed miserably to get any hits on him, you always tried your best. logan would sometimes purposefully act like he got hurt badly just to make you feel a little better

"c'mon bub, you suck at this!" he yelled out, teasing you. "let me concentrate, logan." you said, trying to focus on finding his weak spots as the banter went on between you two, logan managed to get a hit on you. his claws ripped into the flesh of your shoulder, causing a horrible injury. "oh, fuck!" he shouted, nervous about the damage he'd done to you. "n-no 'ts fine lo... im alright..." "i'm so fucking sorry, bub. i didn't think i'd hurt you that badly. fucking hell." he hurried around, picking you up and taking you to jean tears kept pouring out of your eyes as you clung tightly to logan. he kissed your forehead reassuring you that everything would be alright, while repeatedly apologizing. he finally dropped you off at the medical lab, making damn sure you were well taken care of.

you woke up to find stitches on your shoulder and logan sitting right next to your bed. "feelin' better, bub? want me to kiss it?" he said playfully. you giggled at his words, then nodded and allowed him to place a gentle kiss on your shoulder.

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so logan (2017) coded . . . <3