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Duke successfully stealing a cookie from an unsuspecting Jason
Well if bro’s not gonna eat it…
#harvey’s arts and stuff#dc comics#duke thomas#jason todd#wasn’t sure the style i wanted to do for dukes hair#but I chose spiked afro because i associate him with sun and i wanted to give him the shape#I’m probably gonna swap up the styles every so often because he deserves to have fun#duke steph and babs r prolly gonna have the most diff hairstyles when i draw them tbh#maybe cass as well but I’m a big fan of that one ponytail i put her in#anyways yeah cookie hell yeah#hello-its-an-aj#also jason is arguing at dick idk if thats obvious#is say AT because dick is just doing it for fun
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ive fallen into the shadowvanilla side of the crk fandom (i love a good hero x villain okay) so here's some super unfinished art 💥‼️🔥
ignore the watermark being for a different account im too lazy to change it from my godforsaken tiktok app account, its 6am okay 😭, if you must you can double check with that username on tiktok that this is infact me
click for WAY better quality tumblr seriously what is this, close-ups under the cut ‼️‼️ do not repost to other sites w/ out permission please n thank youuuu


#awakened pure vanilla's hair is EVERYTHING to me#i spent like 2 hours just tweaking the hair to get it to fit the perspective and im finally happy enough w/ it#tweaking the hair? more like im tweaking out TWO HOURS this is why i cant do commissions i swear#i also made shadow milk a png bc i did NOT want to draw another person i love him but no#anyways#pigeon rambles#pigeons art#cookie run kingdom#cookie run fanart#pure vanilla cookie#pure vanilla crk#pure vanilla fanart#shadow milk cookie#shadow milk crk#shadow milk fanart#can i even tag it as that he's literally a png#to hell with it#pureshadow#shadowvanilla#uhhhh idk what else to tag#yeah#OH#art#fanart#my art#okay yeah goodnight
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So it was established in the last episode that Taylor still believes in Santa (tbh I wouldn't be surprised if it's come up prior to this ep too but anyways-) so... Do you think (saint) Nicky been has portalling in every year since the betrayal to sneak in a gift for his son amongst the pile? That Cassandra doesn't even notice because it's just one among the many many presents she herself has bought and wrapped? But every year without fail... Taylor gets one gift that simply says "from: Nick" and well, obviously that has to mean it's from Santa (a conclusion which Nicky expects him to come to, and why he can sign his name at all, though he misses when he could just write "dad"). And one year when he's still quite young, a sleepy little Taylor actually catches Nicky in the act, and Nicky wishes more than anything that he could just *stay*, but instead he only softly tells Taylor to go back to bed, and Taylor thinks that Santa is a lot younger and a bit sadder than he expected, but what's he gonna do- not listen to Santa Claus? So he smiles meekly at the man he does not know to be his father, and hurriedly heads back to his room.
Also yes of course Nicky eats the fucking cookies left out of course he's not gonna pass up on free cookies (which are home-baked to top it off) come on that's a given.
#at my conspiracy board like ''he sees you when you're sleeping... he knows when you're awake- just like Nicky watching Taylor from Hell!''#dndads#dungeons and daddies#nick foster#I'm sure I mustn't be the only person who's proposed a headcanon to this effect but anyways in light of recent events!#and Taylor asks Nicky what kind of cookies he likes and Nicky says ''oatmeal raisin'' and Taylor says ''gross''#but insists on putting those ones out next year and every year after that#nicky freeman#taylor swift dndads#highkey knowing Nicky and the dumbass shenanigans he gets wrapped up in he would do something to accidentally become the real santa claus#like he shows up to the wrong house one year and gets spotted#so then in his mind he has to show up to *both* houses next year#but then the kid from the other house tells all their friends#and what is he gonna do- not get gifts for all of them too? that wouldn't be fair.#you see where I'm going with this?#dndads holiday special starring Nicky in the tale of how he became saint nick#I won't lie to you folks the Closes and Swifts are basically the only reason I care at all about this holiday haha#(though happy holidays to all of you celebrating- whatever you're celebrating!)#''but you're hosting a holiday event!'' YEAH AND LOOK WHO IT'S FOR LOL#(back at my conspiracy board) santa... is just an anagram for satan... it all makes sense!
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I uneldered Elder Faerie Cookie :D
I'd like to think back when things were just starting out with the virtues and him, he was named Moonflower before becoming, well, Elder Faerie- anyway here he is
not so elder Elder Faerie, or otherwise Moonflower as I'm gonna call him :>
enjoy elder faerie nation you get to see your boy at like maybe confused teen to young adult stage i dunno
tags for some moots I figure might wanna see it: @xaytheloser @undeadvinyls @snail-noodle @onesacrificiallamb
and for anyone who may want to turn him into a sticker and smack him onto an item-
here's the bordered version, you can now turn him into a sticker, if you can figure out how to do it (i have no clue how to do it myself good luck)
#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#cr kingdom#crk#cookie run fanart#crk fanart#cookie run kingdom fanart#elder faerie cookie#or as i will be calling this boyo;#moonflower cookie#fuckin' love this bugger i absolutely did hella good on this design#i am proud af of myself i am going to violently say fuck what anyone else has to say i did good#LOOK AT THAT MANS I FUCKING LOVE HIM I DID SO DAMN GOOD#WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-#but anyway yeah y'all are free to turn him into a sticker if he want#same with that dark choco drawing i did the other day#the white boarder is there for a reason to stickerfy the buggers if you wish to i ain't go no complaints#you don't even have to ask me if you can!!#just go ahead and make those stickers and give yourself some serotonin!! hell some dopamine!! make those braincells go brr!!#alright i'm out dumbasses (/lh /aff) i'm gonna go give myself serotonin over doodling ocs
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An interaction me and my favorite subway worker had
Her: *complaining about manager cutting her hours, and mentions she won't be able to take her birthday off bc she otherwise won't make rent*
Me: 👀 *stays 30 min longer than I was planning until she steps outside for a quick break*
Me: So, how short are you on rent?
Her:
Her: *incapable of letting others do nice things for her* .... none of your business...
#anyways she told me after I insisted#this woman is an absolute darling i cannot overstate this enough#like. genuinely. she helps customers save money whenever she can. she gives free cookies#and she works in food service + closes the place alone and has a shit manager#and since we were talking about money while i ate she mentioned her son oweing her money for her car + like 5k??? and not paying it back#but how she wont ask for it back bc hes her son & her kids had a shitty father and so i was basically just WAITING for a moment at that time#where there werent any customers so i could ask how much she needed#bc like HELL im gonna let someone i actually like risk missing rent if i can help it#i say im a broke college student here a lot but like. i DO have quite a lot in savings. im honestly just stingy w money#bc ive seen my family (*cough*grandpa&sib*cough*) spend money on things that really arent necessary#as in like hundreds and thousands within a week. and then they complain abt not having enough later in the month#so yeah. im careful w my money#but i like helping people & i like treating people & shes been honestly a really bright feature in days that have been shitty so#imma help out!#amber's shit you can ignore
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If wildchip were to have a wedding, Caramel Arrow should be the best man
I know she’s a woman so maid of honor might be more fitting, but I literally cannot imagine her in a dress, I can only see her in a tux
#I suppose it’s not that she can’t wear a dress I just can’t see her in one#actually I don’t feel like I’ve seen her in a dress in any fanart#hmm#anyways maybe the maid of honor can be Princess#or hell even Jungleberry#(actually that’d probably make more sense considering Princess is probably more like Wildberry’s niece and too young)#but Princess can still be one of the bridesmaids#anyways yeah#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#wildchip#wildberry cookie#crunchy chip cookie#also I suppose I am implying Crunchy is the groom and Wildberry the bride#caramel arrow cookie#random stuff
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Alright sometimes you really do have to just go lay around on your homies' couch for a while and watch a silly movie and make dumb jokes together to recharge your Human battery huh
#i fucking. love my friends dude holy shit#detour to the taco bell by my old high school. eat a black bean chalupa in the parking lot like we used to#blasting music on the way home and you're so last summer by TBS comes on and it's like o yeah#some stuff never stops feeling good huh? you can just never get tired of it#that's comforting as hell#anyway tonight i found out my married friends are bi4bi good for them#and they love me so much dude rhey fed me carrots and broccoli pieces and vegan ginger bread cookies#I LOVE MY FRIENDS!!!!!!!
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Wh. Why are you eating a Peach Bao.
~@ask-sage-of-truth
"I didn't bring any of Raisin's crows with me on the way so I ended up getting lost and taking a detour- a nice cookie offered me some and then guided me in the right direction!"
*Okay, now he's got a peach bao too, and the cream sheep is still eating the one it had.*
#pure vanilla cookie#🍦💮 | the truth and nothing but#🍦💮 | healer's duties#🍦💮 | compassion's companions#roleplay blog#ask blog#yeah he uh#he went all the way to the pagoda before he ended up at the spire#mans took one hell of a detour alright#anyway hi!! blog i have yet to see!! hewo!!#welcome to hell :] /lh /silly
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I had the idea to make this post last night while doing my trophy race spree but then I forgot but now I just remembered looking at my phone photos so-
#Anyway uh WOAH IS THAT AN UNDERTALE REFERENCE /j#cookie run#gim cookie#Anyway uh this guy somehow managed to also make my white day hyperfixation come back also?????? Because of my weird AU??#so. Yeah that's fun and despite how much time has passed there still has yet to be a full English 100% walkthrough of the second game#So I've had to reluctantly turn to google translate for assistance with just learning what the hell is going on with the ghost photo spots#Aaaaand I need to stop rambling while I'm ahead because I have to get to something soon-
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i miss you guys so much … it’s been a hell of a lot lately in the brain™️ hi mutuals and followers alike i miss you soooo much <33
#like system stuff has been weird as hell lately#like i’ve been here like 2-3 times in the past month#do you guys know what that’s like after being here for SO MANY MONTHS STRAIGHT#it’s been good but i miss people#i’m so behind on everything my mutuals and everything has been doing and has done#i’m also behind on actual content of things#as i barely invest in mcyt and adjacent stuff anymore#but you know the cookie still crumbles i guess#anyways if you’re reading this please reach out#i probably miss you a lot and feel really bad about falling off the face of the earth from this blog#yeah okay i’m being existential now#ender.txt
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unexpected benefit (??) to wheelchair use: bumpy/uneven surfaces are definitely more... um... let's say exciting than they were when i was walking on them.
#but i did get cookies and a cocacola out of it so like. bonus!#this would be less of an issue if i weren't so very flustered by it#i'm pretty cool about playing it off (i hope god please let me be cool about playing it off) and/or ignoring it (please for the love of god#let it not be obvious what's happening) but like#car rides do it too i'm really not *surprised* this is a side effect of greater mobility with the chair#it's just also like fucking hell i do not need to be *wet* from this we are WALKING DOWN THE STREET#in front of NEIGHBORS#like i'm not a prude and never let it be said i don't have an exhibitionism kink because i do but like it's very specific okay#and like... it's fine it's a normal bodily reaction to stimuli that will just Do That to the ding dang vagina alright#idk man it's different because it's accidental and also inevitable there's no getting around it because infrastructure is... well it's ther#but much like the roads here the sidewalks are also filled with potholes and also other hazards that make wheelchairing difficult#so it's just y'know#a thing#anyway so plus sides: my status as a cheap date got even cheaper hell yeah#(this is a...probably in poor taste inside-joke about how little it takes to get me into bed)#(but in fairness to me it's also incredibly accurate so like idk what to tell you man)
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I started playing a new save of Octopath Traveler today and I remembered Patrick Seitz is in this game
Unfortunately I have to wait because I’m doing it in the order of OCTOPATH, so he’s number 4
But I tell you I will be cheering whenever Olberic shows up
#Olberic was the 2nd Patrick Seitz character I had seen with the first being Dio#I was playing a new save and I heard him and was like “I swear I’ve heard his voice before”#and eventually I was like “wait is that the guy that plays Dio?” and I found out that it was and was like “oh hell yeah”#also fun fact: Olberic is the reason that after first seeing Dark Choco and Cacao I was like#“I can see one of them being voiced by Patrick Seitz”#and then Dark Cacao actually was and it made my day#but yeah I haven’t played OT since I started playing Cookie Run so we’ll see how that goes#although actually are there any other shared voice actors between the games? I’m curious now#anyways#octopath traveler#voice actors#patrick seitz#olberic eisenberg#random stuff
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OC BE UPON YE

Their name is Startrail cookie. I'm still coming up with their lore so you get a doodle dump instead.





Forward facing cake hound isn't real it can't hurt you
Forward facing cake hound

#cookie run kingdom#cookie run kindom oc#cake hounds#cr kingdom#crk oc#crk fanart#quazowl art#the colours are subject to change#i should draw a line art base then colour it useing online pallets... ye#that actually just sounds like a fun thing to do with friends anyways#hell yeah new game night idea
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Friendly Fire
Bucky x reader
Summary: Sam exposes Bucky’s obvious crush on you.
Word: 1,3k
The compound was quiet. Too quiet. Which meant you were about to commit a crime.
Not a real crime, just a tiny one. A harmless, innocent late-night snack raid. You tiptoed into the kitchen, trying not to make a sound, reaching for the cupboard handle.
"Really?"
You turned around, startled, finding Bucky leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, looking very unimpressed.
"You scared the hell out of me!" You hissed, pressing a hand to your chest.
He smirked. "You’re terrible at sneaking."
"I wasn’t sneaking."
"You absolutely were." He smiled, walking closer to you.
You rolled your eyes, turning back to the cupboard. "What are you doing up, anyway?"
"Same thing as you," He admitted, stepping closer. "Figured I’d grab something before Wilson wakes up and lectures me about eating properly."
You chuckled. "Well, now that you're here, you might as well make yourself useful."
He arched a brow. "Useful how?"
You gestured at the top shelf. "Grab that."
He sighed but reached up effortlessly, grabbing cookies you couldn’t get to.
You narrowed your eyes. "Showoff."
Bucky smirked, opening the cookie package, taking one out, and he exaggeratedly slowly took a bite.
"You are the worst," You muttered, grabbing a cookie from the package.
"You love it," He teased.
You snorted, but didn’t deny it. For a moment, comfortable silence settled.
Then Bucky glanced at you with a smirk. "We’re gonna get caught, you know."
You shrugged, taking a bite. "Worth it."
"Wow. Look at this."
Both of you froze.
Slowly, you turned, finding Sam standing in the doorway, arms crossed, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
"Two grown adults, sneaking snacks like criminals," He said, sighing. "Barnes, you should be ashamed."
Bucky groaned, rubbing his temple. "Sam-"
"No, no, don’t ‘Sam’ me." He pointed at both of you. "This is pathetic. You could’ve just eaten like normal people, but no midnight heist. What are you, spies?"
"Well...yeah," Bucky muttered.
Sam ignored that. "And you?" He turned to you, smirking. "Corrupted by Barnes already, huh?"
You sighed, pretending to be apologetic. "Guess I’ve been a bad influence on him."
Sam laughed, shaking his head. "No, no, you got it backwards, sweetheart."
Bucky rolled his eyes, grabbing cookies. "We’re leaving."
"Running from justice, huh?" Sam teased.
Bucky grabbed your wrist, pulling you toward the exit. "We don’t have to listen to him."
"Wait," Sam checked the shelf from which you got cookies. "Are those my cookies?" He called after you. "Thieves!"
You just laughed, following Bucky down the hallway.
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"You’re terrible at this," Bucky muttered, watching you struggle with the dough. This time, the two of you decided to make cinnamon rolls.
You scoffed, tossing him a glare. "Excuse me?"
He leaned against the counter, arms crossed. "You’re kneading like you’re trying to fight it. It’s dough, not an enemy."
You huffed, turning back to the sticky mess in front of you. "You said I had to be firm!"
"Not aggressive," He corrected. "You look like you’re trying to kill it."
You sighed, rolling your eyes. "Maybe if you actually helped-"
Bucky smirked. "And ruin the entertainment?"
You narrowed your eyes. "You’re enjoying this way too much."
"I absolutely am." He chuckled, stepping closer to you.
Slowly, casually, you scooped up a bit of flour. "You know, for someone who’s supposedly a trained fighter, you’re way too close right now."
Bucky’s brow furrowed. "What?"
And before he could react, you flicked the flour straight at him. It was beautiful. A perfect explosion of white powder across his dark shirt and face. For one glorious moment, he just stood there, processing. Then his expression darkened.
"You," he muttered, wiping flour from his jaw. "Are in so much trouble."
You shrieked, immediately trying to back away, but he moved faster. In an instant, he grabbed a handful of flour and smeared it against your cheek, grinning at your stunned reaction.
"You did not just,"
"Oh, I did."
You lunged for another handful, and just like that, chaos erupted.
Flour flew everywhere onto counters, into hair, across shirts. You were laughing, dodging him, while Bucky, the incredibly skilled fighter, was apparently terrible at avoiding kitchen warfare.
By the time Sam walked in, he stared at the disaster in complete horror. "What the hell happened here?"
You and Bucky were breathless, covered in flour, smirking at each other like two kids who had just gotten caught.
Sam sighed. "I don’t even wanna know. But Barnes," He shook his head, walking out. "Just tell her, man."
"Ignore him." Bucky groaned, dragging a hand down his flour-covered face.
You just laughed, but you wanted to know what he meant.
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The compound's kitchen was quiet until Sam decided to stir up trouble.
You were sitting across from Bucky at the table, quietly sipping coffee, when Sam decided today was the day to ruin Bucky Barnes' life.
"You know, man," Sam said, leaning against the counter, smirking at Bucky, "you’re not exactly subtle."
Bucky, sitting across from you, froze mid-sip.
You raised an eyebrow. "Subtle about what?"
Sam grinned like a man who lived for chaos. "You."
Bucky’s jaw clenched warningly. "Sam."
You blinked, confused. "Me?"
Sam turned back to Bucky, absolutely enjoying himself. "Look at you, all stiff and silent, pretending you don’t have a full-blown crush sitting right there."
Bucky exhaled sharply, gripping his coffee mug so tightly that you were sure it was seconds away from cracking.
"I do not-" He muttered.
"Oh, buddy," Sam interrupted, shaking his head. "You do. The way you watch her when she walks into the room? The way you get all weirdly protective? And let’s not forget the time you lost your mind when she got hit during training."
Bucky shot up from his chair. "I was concerned!"
"You were dramatic," Sam corrected.
You stared between the two men, heat rising to your cheeks. Bucky Barnes, former assassin, impossible grump, had a crush on you?
Bucky dragged a hand down his face. "Sam, I swear, I will-"
"What?" Sam taunted. "Kill me? Finally admit you like her?"
Bucky looked half ready to commit a crime. But before he could, Sam pushed off the counter, laughing. "Relax, man. I'm just saying that maybe you should stop glaring at me and do something about it."
Then, with an obnoxious wink at you, he walked out. You sat there, awkwardly clutching your coffee cup, very aware that Bucky was still standing.
"...So," you said, glancing at him. "You have a crush on me?"
Bucky groaned. "Ignore Sam. He likes ruining my life."
You smiled. "But…was he wrong?"
Silence.
Bucky rubbed his temple, sighed, and finally looked at you. "I hate him," he muttered. "But no. He wasn’t wrong."
Your heart stuttered.
Slowly, you set your coffee down. "So… what do we do about that?"
Bucky was silent for one long second. He hesitated, but only for a second. Then, he moved.
His hand reached up, fingers grazing your cheek like he was memorizing the feel of your skin. His touch was careful, uncertain, but when his thumb traced the edge of your jaw, you leaned into it. That was all he needed.
He slightly tilted his head, closed the distance, and kissed you. It started soft, hesitant, like he was afraid to break you, but the moment you melted into him, everything changed.
The tension, the months of stolen moments and unsaid words, came crashing down all at once. His lips pressed firmer against yours, his hand slipping to the back of your neck, pulling you closer like he’d been waiting, aching, for this.
And you kissed him back with everything you had, gripping his jacket, letting him swallow the breathless sound you made when he tilted his head, deepening the kiss. The world blurred.
It was just heat, hands, Bucky, the quiet realization that this was exactly where you wanted to be.
"FINALLY!"
You jerked away, breathless, turning toward the hallway where Sam stood, grinning like a damn idiot.
Bucky groaned, burying his face against your shoulder. "I am going to kill him."
You laughed, still catching your breath, still feeling the phantom imprint of Bucky’s lips.
"Took you long enough, Barnes." Sam just shook his head, victorious.
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summary: old man!logan finds himself having a breeding kink.
cws/tags: smut, mdni! old man!logan. fem!reader. heavy breeding kink. dom/sub dynamics. unprotected p in v. pet names. not proofread.
Logan’s younger self would not approve of this idea.
Hell, it would not even cross his youthful, unbound, and liberated version. Younger Logan would have brushed off the idea - dodging it like a bullet - revolting against it.
Having a kid? A noisy five-year-old child running around the house, screaming and kicking everything in sight? Yeah, fuck no.
He’d even hate just thinking about it.
But now that years have gone by and he’s almost hitting 200 years of age–a lot has changed in how he sees things, alright. Suddenly he’s not that idealistic-insufferable-annoying fuck anymore.
The heavy feels of his own body, his poor visions, his utter tiredness and wounds are slowly tended by settling down with you. Living in a small countryside home just outside Texas is the life Logan needed all along.
So he just can’t fucking help it when he sees how you act with those children at the Barbeque party. How you treat them with such care as if they’re yours.
The smile plastered on your face after you give each one of them a cookie is Heaven sent for Logan. He’s too focused on being mesmerized by your acts that he almost does not realize how his trousers feel tighter.
He quickly hides his bulge whilst embarrassed of himself, thinking ‘M fuckin’ old for this shit. But who gives a fuck anyway?
Oh, he in the past would not approve of this at all.
“Fuck. You’d look so fuckin’ good with y’r belly swollen with my child.” Logan grunts out, thrusting his girth into you as his mind fills up with visions of you carrying his child.
The images themselves make Logan go feral—growling when he feels how your velvet walls manage to clench around him.
“A-ah! Please!” The high-pitched noise you let out is almost humiliating as you bounce yourself on top of your husband, making the head hit your gummy spot every time you fall down.
“Hm? Y’want that, Little Missy? Want me t’give you a baby?” His calloused fingers rub shapes on your sticky skin, guiding your hips as he tries to search for the answer in your eyes.
You reply with a frantic nod, your mind feels empty as his tip deliciously kisses your cervix. The thought of being full of his seed, pregnant and giving him a baby—makes your eyes roll back in pleasure.
With one movement, Logan manages to manhandle you to a new position, his cock never slips out from your heat, “Want this old man t’give you one? Make you a momma?”
The sound of his full balls slapping against your ass makes you squeeze your eyes shut.
Now clearly hearing the obscene moans emitting through the dim room, “Yeahyeahyea—W-wanna be a momma—”
While you wonder how he still has this much stamina at that age, Logan leans down to your ear and buries his face on your neck, “Pretty wife. Gonna make the cutest goddamn babies, y’know tha’?”
His palms hold your thighs spread open to reach deeper inside you, “Let me fill ya’ up real good.”
Logan’s eyes flicker to watch your pussy swallow his cock in and out. The sight alone makes him throw his head and let guilt wash him over for a minute.
He feels perverted—corrupting you by plugging his cock to the hilt as if it is trying to mold your insides. A dilemma growing.
You could feel how his thrusts steadily became desperate, “L-Lo.” Whining out, your fingers crawl into his back to pull him tighter.
He can’t fucking wait to have you round up. Shit. You’d be so dependent on him—need him at all times. And he’d fulfill everything you ask him to do. Logan would never even let you move an inch.
Everything caught up to him as an acute wave, “F-Fuck. There ya’ go, baby.” Logan mutters - his hands shake slightly as they lose their grip on your thighs.
His cock never pulling out, “D’ya think it takes, pretty?” You could feel him deep inside you—how your walls are painted by his thick ropes of cum.
Logan gives lazy circles of his hips before pressing a sweet kiss on your lips, whispering several ‘I love you’s’ before lowering himself so his face could level with your pussy.
“Fuck.” The older man has never seen a far more beautiful sight than this. Watching his cum begin to leak out of you makes his cock twitches again.
The scruffy feel of his beard scratches your inner thighs as he leans closer—dragging the tips of his fingers along your folds before plugging his digits back inside.
“Logan-n!”
A deep rumble comes out of Logan, “Shh. Be a good girl for your husband, yeah? Need’a to make sure it takes.”
#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#old man logan x reader#old man logan#wolverine smut#logan howlett smut#deadpool and wolverine#logan by nina <3
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"Kay so this is what I was thinking and hear me out first before you say anything", Satoru spoke to the three month old that was tucked against his chest while sucking on her fingers.
"You get boob time early in the morning, around like midday then in the afternoon, I was thinking like around two to three?”, the man tapped the pen in his hand against his cheek, trying to reach an agreement with his daughter…not like she had much of a choice anyway seeing as she was, well, three months old.
“Then the nights are all mine, you’ll probably be asleep anyway", he went through the timetable he'd written down on the back of a receipt he found lying on the kitchen table, face scrunched up in all seriousness, the tip of his tongue even making an appearance and poking out the side of his mouth.
"But Saturdays I want a little bit more time. They were my head rest before they were your feeding grounds remember that princess", he continued, booping her button nose.
"Toru what the hell!", you folded your arms, tapping a foot against the floor.
Satoru’s shoulders jerked up as if he had stolen a cookie from the cookie jar. “Hey!”, he frowned. “We’re having a very serious conversation over here and you’re interrupting”, he huffed.
You rolled your eyes. “Yeah right. Like a one sided conversation with your three month old baby about boob rights is serious”. You never thought those words would ever come out of your mouth in the same sentence but here you were.
“It is very serious, we’re trying to keep the peace”, he glanced down at the girl who looked back up at him with big blue eyes. “Tell her peanut, we were making real progress!”.
The little girl’s gaze moved from her father to her mother, completely clueless as to what was going on.
It was brave of your husband to think he could have a serious conversation with someone whose greatest achievement to date was figuring out how to grab her own toes.
You stepped closer, getting a better look at the sheet of paper he was writing on and realising what it was. “Toru i literally still need this”, you waved the receipt in front of his face. There was no way you were going back to the store with a receipt that said “boob schedule” at the back in all caps followed by a gazillion exclamation marks.
“Babe focus, this is more important!”, he stressed, pointing at his absolutely atrocious handwriting. “I even gave her the golden hour in the morning. That’s when you’re at your most glowy and maternal, can’t be any more fairer than that”.
You blinked up at him. “Glowy..?”.
He grinned sheepishly. “Like a hot mom angel”.
Despite yourself, a laugh escaped.
“Well this schedule needs serious tweaking, she only just got here so she deserves more time”, you nodded.
“Hey! You’re not allowed to change the schedule without board approval!, Satoru exclaimed.
“My chest, my rules!”.

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