#logan howlett Drabble

[inkdrinkerworld]

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.

[buckyownsmylife]

Wifeyyyy

Here’s a thot….Logan using you like a toy 😏

"Fuck baby, yes." He'd groan while you just laid there and let him use you. "You're so fucking tight for me, such a good little whore letting me ruin you with my cock."

"Open your mouth," he'd order, slipping two of his thick fingers past your lips and well into your throat. "Choke on this for daddy, c'mon." You wanted to scream 'Oh my God'. You wanted to jut your hips back and fuck yourself on his cock, make a mess out of him just like he was doing to you, but you didn't.

You just laid there, and you took it. Just like you told him you would. But you figured there was nothing wrong with sucking on those fingers as if they were your cock, and Logan's responding groan let you know you were right.

Suddenly, another finger made its way to your backside, rubbing circles on your puckered hole. "What do you say, baby?" He asked, "Were you serious when you told me I could do whatever I wanted to you? Can I fuck you with my fingers here? Will you let me?"

All you had to do was nod and then he was spitting on your crack, wetting your hole so his monster of a finger wouldn't hurt so much as it slipped inside of your tiniest hole.

"Someday," he whispered, "I'm gonna put my cock in there."

[periprose]

Logan’s reaction when you wear one of his shirts!

ahhhh anon the imagery that popped into my head with this one... thank you for requesting it <3 maybe a slight warning but Logan calls reader kid, (she's an adult) because he's obviously older than everyone. also smutty implications lol

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"Kid. Is that my shirt?" Logan is not sure if he's just half-drunk already (it's nearly impossible for him to get drunk as it is on just a few beers) and you're wearing a big, oversized, Calgary Flames jersey.

He's fairly sure that's not yours- he doesn't think you know any Canadian hockey teams, not like that, and the jersey is definitely dated. Logan thinks he got that when the team was early in it's existence.

"Uhhh..." You turn from your spot in front of the kitchen fridge. The X-Mansion is out of milk and creamer, unfortunately. "Maybe? Sorry."

It's not your shirt that bothers Logan, not exactly. From this spot at the kitchen counter- he's leaning over, but he almost has the full view of your legs, because the shirt only meets the beginning parts of your thighs, and he wonders why on earth you have to be so annoyingly delectable. When Logan is trying his best to be professional, a proper X-Men member, you have to go and be half-naked, no pants, just luscious, sweet legs all taut and smooth as you reach upwards to scan through the upper shelf of the fridge.

You're too much for him, he thinks. If Logan was a slightly better person, he might not be having these thoughts at all, let alone considering acting on them- but he thinks about sneaking up behind you and grabbing, squeezing your ass, the back of your thighs.

"I think our laundry got mixed up like a week ago." You try your best to excuse it. Honestly, though? You were happy to steal Logan's jersey.

It's nice and comfy, and the material has worn away into a soft, loose shirt. Best of all, it smells just like him, after years of wearing it- a slight laundry detergent smell is there, but you mostly catch the smell of pine wood, mixed with cigar smoke and maybe something musky.

You didn't expect him to be down here- you didn't want Logan to know your terrible secret.

"And? You just decided you'd keep it, huh?" Logan grumbles, but he's mostly joking. His eyes are soft.

"I didn't-" You turn to him again, and you cross your arms, and it's with a little start that Logan realizes you're not wearing a bra. You're completely naked under there, other than your panties, and he gets a rush of exhilaration thinking about taking them off slowly, with his rough, callused fingers juxtaposed against your supple, soft hips. Gently squeezing your breasts as if he owns them.

There's something hot about it, Logan thinks. You wearing his shirt. As if he loaned it to you. As if he kind of owns you, as if he's your boyfriend. He can't help but feel a deep sense of pleasure. It's not as if all his hook ups and one night stands were clamoring to be his, and it's with fondness that he looks at you again.

"I thought I could give it back to you. After I wore it for a bit." You admit, and Logan has a slight smile.

"Keep it." Logan has a twinkle in his eye, his eyes glancing up and down your figure as he smirks. "It suits you, no pants and all."

He's not really joking about that- it looks way better on you, and to Logan's perverted mind, it is fascinating how this jersey he fills out so well, had a completely different style as it falls on you. It sort of drowns you- leaves your figure to the imagination- but there's just enough that he can see how it skims over your curves, making it easier for him to imagine running his hands over you. Logan thinks about lifting it up from the bottom hem, exposing you.

You turn red, almost forgetting that your legs are bare, and you don't know how to respond to that.

"Really?" You shake your head, ignoring Logan's compliment, knowing that he's just teasing. "Thanks, Logan. It honestly helps me sleep better."

You didn't mean to say that last part- you're not trying to expose the year long crush you've had on the guy- and you stutter over your words, trying not to reveal the comfort you feel around him.

You shut the fridge, and try to leave, but Logan is a little faster, and he's got you right where he wants. Against the fridge. Looking up at him, sweet, meek, just as cute as he remembers.

He leans over you. "Well, I could help you sleep better. If you want."

"Really?" You look up at him, tilting your head a little. "I thought you would think I was just some creep and tell me to fuck off."

"Oh, kid. You think you're the only one who can't stop thinking about us?" Logan swallows. "I think I've liked you since you had to help me figure out the teaching schedule, remember?"

"Who could forget? You were really struggling- your class started an hour late." You joke, and Logan grins. He's not usually such a smiley guy, and it's not something you take light-heartedly. You know he must trust you.

"Offer's still on the table." Logan murmurs, as he traces the collar of his jersey, against your neck and collarbones, and you shiver as he leans in, pressing a kiss on your forehead. It's warm, soft, inviting- but you think Logan must be holding himself back.

"Okay." You whisper up at him, and Logan, being as devious as he is, immediately grasps your waist, your ass, your thighs, squeezing, wanting to feel every bit of flesh, and he feels a deep rumble in his chest- something possessive as he leans in and kisses you, something firm and rough as he feels his shirt around you- and Logan's mouth slots against your own quite easily, open-mouthed, rough kisses that have you shuddering, as he lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and pinning you against the fridge.

You know Logan didn't mean sleeping. He meant putting you to sleep, by sleeping with you, and this silly double meaning, the idea of getting to do all that and then cuddle and sleep by his side, it makes you smile against his mouth.

Logan doesn't stop kissing you as he lifts you up and away, you still wrapped around him, towards his room, feeling an immense amount of slick, lustful pride that he's bringing back his shirt and his girl there.

[holylulusworld]

Breed-Out

Summary: You woke the animal in Wolverine.

Pairing: Alpha!Wolverine x Omega!Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, scenting, fluff

A/N: A little drabble to get back into writing for my fav mutant.

Some days you want only cuddles.

Some days you want to feel his warmth and embrace.

Some days you want to make love and snuggle into his chest later.

But.

Some days you want him to be rough, and lay claim on you all over again. If you are on the edge and close to your heat, you only want him to breed you, and use your body for his own pleasure.

If you want him to be rough, he doesn’t make love to you, he’s mounting you like an animal. Making you keen and drool. Logan holds you down, by your shoulders, and takes what he wants.

You cry out his name and let him take control over your body and soul. It’s all you can do. With your body pinned to the mattress and his cock so deep inside of you making you mewl; you have no other choice but to give in to your primal needs.

Nothing but pure animalistic want courses through our veins, and you beg him for more, blinded by the need to have him inside of your body and to feel him fill you up.

Today is such a day.

“I’m gonna breed this cunt and fill you up,” he growls in your ear, making you shudder under your alpha. “Do you want me to get you full of my babies?”

“Yes,” you stutter and clutch the sheets tighter. “Please fill me up.”

He loses all control at your words. “Have my seed and let it grow then,” he growls and covers your body with his, now rutting into you. “Can you feel it?”

You whine low in your throat, sounding like a wounded animal when you grip him tightly.

“I love feeling you grip me tightly,” he pants in your neck. Logan works his cock into you with sloppy thrusts. “I love to cum inside of you even more.”

“Do it,” you challenge your alpha. So far he has refused to breed you. But tonight, he got lost in his instinct and didn’t think of protection or to pull out. “I want to feel it, alpha.”

“Fuck, you are the death of me.” His hips begin to stutter. “I don’t care if I get you round. I’ll never not breed this cunt from now on.”

Logan buries his face in your neck to sink his teeth into your flesh. He cums with a deep guttural growl while you tremble underneath him. “Perfect omega.”

“You good?” Logan softly asks. He always insisted on checking on every inch of your body after he got rough with you. “How do you feel?”

“Good,” you yawn and nuzzle in his chest. “Very good.”

“That’s good,” Logan kisses the top of your head. “Very good.” He drops his hand to your belly and slowly rubs it, imagining his child is growing in your womb.

Tags in reblog.

[past-present-future-cable]

Fishing is a peaceful past time. And for a man who has known more than his fair share of grief and pain, it's a comfort.

Logan finds his way out to the river. It's a long drive and he enjoys it. The solitude. The birdsong.

When he finds his perfect spot it's just him and the water.

He doesn't care if he catches anything but when he does, he releases it. Free to continue on its way as he rests in the grass.

Clouds and wind instead of blood and wailing.

[r4mdisk]

Guess who finished university and is officially a full time artist!!!

Commissions and Art Requests are officially back open! 💥🪃

Current Babygirls:

Captain Boomerang (Dc)

Logan (Wolverine)

Billy Butcher (The boys)

Johnny Cage (MK)

Might even write fics if I have enough free time, but plssss requests for the above !

[scottxlogan]

More drabble requests, only if you're in the mood. Because it's obviously one of my fav X-Men tropes: Through the Fire pls? Characters of your choice.

Also since I am still in love with that one fic you wrote, Teamwork for Steve/Scott?

Thanks for the requests. It took a few, but here you are with both prompts you requested. I hope you enjoy them! (Under the cut)

Through the Fire (Scott/Logan)

The world was spinning as everything was erupting inside of Scott driving him to madness when he could feel the heat of the Phoenix fire running through his veins and pulsating with its need for destruction. In its hunger it pulled Scott beyond rationality, driven past the brink of sanity, but just when Scott feared he would lose himself entirely Logan was there, defiantly stalking through the flames and pulling Scott back home.

“Logan,” Scott could hear his lips hiss when suddenly heat licked over his body surrounded by a bright, blinding light pulling him further from this world. Scott brought his hand up over his face to shield himself from the invasive rays of the sun overhead wondering where it was all coming from when suddenly the world around him was spinning and the flames began to engulf him, driving him down deeper into this hell he’d been pulled into without his consent.

So lost in his turmoil surrounded by heat and flames, Scott feared he was lost forever, but as Logan reached out through the madness braving it all in drawing Scott in to fight against the darkness inside of him with the promise of a kiss, Scott was suddenly anchored to the world around him, falling back into a place where there was a hope for redemption and a reprieve in his lover’s arms.

Teamwork (Scott/Steve Rogers)

What had started as a day of training had transitioned to a swirl of madness taking Scott down a dark, dangerous road far from where Scott intended to be as a few sarcastic quips with Steve had transitioned into sheer chaos and a show of strength, pushing them both harder than either had anticipated going in their time together.

Captive in the moment Scott found himself pinned down beneath the older man, bucking wildly beneath Steve’s weight and discovering that he’d underestimated Captain America in his ability to put his tactical training skills to good use beyond the battlefield. Unlike what Scott had anticipated when the day began, Steve had been forward and unrelenting in his attack, going all out to drive Scott to submission with his body stretched out across the training room floor, leaving Scott needing something far more than a lesson in humility by his long-time team rival.

“You’re the one who wanted to focus on training over teamwork tactics Cyclops, so make your next move in showing me all you’ve been holding back on all this time,” Steve challenged with his tongue rolling over Scott’s bottom lip in a deliberate tease while pushing his hips at just the right angle to cause Scott to release a pinched moan behind a shallow breath knowing that he’d inadvertently allowed himself to fall into this position with Steve without any real warning.

“Just remember you asked for this Cap,” Scott practically panted nipping at Steve’s bottom lip before pushing his fingers into Steve’s strong shoulders to roll Steve onto his back effectively turning the tables on their exchange as Scott climbed over the good captain kissing him roughly while ready to deliver a whole new meaning to the flexibility where team cooperation was concerned.

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[kgficz]

Newbie

Logan Howlett x Reader, Wolverine x Reader

Summary: Logan had arrived at the X Mansion only a few days ago, finding it difficult to adjust. One night when he can’t fall asleep, he finds you awake in the kitchen and strikes up a conversation.

Word Count: 1.1k

Author Note: just a quick drabble because we need more Logan fics

Being a night owl was just something you were born with at this stage. You were always the last one awake in the X-Mansion; and as usual, you were hungry. This lead to you, awake at 3am, sitting at the kitchen bench enjoying a bowl of ramen.

You let out a satisfied moan after you took your first bite; god, this always hits the spot.

Your attention is pulled away from the meal when you hear a soft chuckle coming by the kitchen entrance. When your eyes snap up, you’re taken back by the tall figure standing across from you.

You quickly swallow the mouth full of noodles before speaking “you’re Logan.. right? The new guy?”.

“That’s me” he responds as he opens the fridge.

“Is there any beer ‘round here?” He huffs as his eyes gaze the shelves.

“Unfortunately no.” You respond with a smirk. “I guess it’s deemed inappropriate for alcohol to be served at a school” you add with a slight grin.

His shoulders move faintly as he chuckles to himself before grabbing a coke instead. He turns around now, leaning on the bench across from you.

“I’m Y/N by the way” you say, figuring you should introduce yourself.

“Right” he says. “I saw you in the hall earlier today” he adds as he eyes look over the features of your face.

“How are you managing?” You ask with a gentle smile.

“It’s an adjustment, to say the least” he responds after a beat.

“You’ll get used to it” you reply quickly with a chuckle.

“You a professor here or something?” He asks, keeping all of his attention on you.

“Or something” you reply with a smile.

“I just stop by once in a while, make sure the place hasn’t burnt down” you add, causing him to grin.

“How long are you staying for?” He questions.

Your eyes lock with his and your lips crack into a smile, “I haven’t decided yet” you reply.

He nods as you speak, clearly thinking as he watches you. You continue to eat your food, sitting in silence together for a moment whilst he drinks.

“You always hungry this late?” He questions, as though he is slightly teasing you.

“Usually, yes.” You reply before taking a bite; closing your eyes as you enjoy it.

“It’s the perfect time for a meal if you ask me” you add.

“Oh yeah, why’s that?” He asks with a small grin.

“There’s no one else in the kitchen” you reply, “usually” you continue with a small smile.

“So what, you’re a bit of a loner then?” He questions with a grin.

“Maybe I am” you reply, your gaze softening as you continue to speak with him.

“Not all of us can be a social butterfly like yourself” you joke, already aware of his stoic reputation around the mansion.

This causes a laugh to escape his lips.

When you’ve finally finished eating, you let out a satisfied sigh before walking over to the sink; cleaning the dish and placing it in the drying rack. You turn around after, your hands leaning on the bench behind you as you look over at Logan.

“You know, if you ever feeling like getting out of here for a break..” you begin to say, “Scott keeps his motorbike out front” you finish with a grin.

“Noted” he replies, returning your smile.

You walk behind him now, ready to walk out of the kitchen for the night when his arm reaches out quickly to stop you. Your eyes shoot back at him, confused by what he was doing.

“Wait-“ he says before getting up, standing between you and the door.

Before you have time to think, Logan is pushing you back further behind him before men with guns storm into the room.

You feel yourself drop to the floor as the guns fire; hitting Logan multiple times. You hear yourself gasp as you watch; unable to do much with your limited abilities.

Logan stays standing as the bullets hit him; his body already pushing them out of his skin as he begins to heal. He reveals his claws before launching at the men; immediately landing a blow to one of theirs chests. You keep your head ducked behind the bench as you listen to the other men drop down to the ground. Soon when it all goes quiet, you begin to hear your own heart pounding in your chest.

Logan turns around soon after, rushing over to you. He kneels down, his hand reaching out to your shoulder. “You alright?” He asks as his eyes rapidly look you over, checking for injuries.

You nod quickly, breathing fast as you stare back at him. “Holy shit..” you mutter as you try to calm yourself down.

He uses his strength to stand you up, still holding onto you until he’s sure you’re balanced.

“Don’t pass out on me” he says with a comforting smirk.

“I’ll do my best” you reply as he begins to walk to the kitchen door.

“Stay behind me” he directs as you move out into the hall.

Some students walk out into the hall and you quickly tell them to get back to their rooms and shut the door. Logan is listening out to see if there are any more intruders; his heightened senses giving him an advantage.

He approaches a corner and stops; beginning to bend his knees as he lowers. Within seconds, a man comes around the corner. Logan’s claws shoot out from his knuckles before he punches down into the man’s foot, causing him to scream in pain before Logan jumped back up, slamming his fist into the man’s chest.

The man drops to the floor and Logan’s eyes are back on you as you stick close by.

“I can’t hear anyone else” he says, noting that this must be the last of them.

Soon Scott comes rushing around the corner. “Is everyone okay?” He yells out, catching your attention.

“We’re good” you reply loud enough for him to hear. He nods as he continues down the hall, checking in on the students to make sure they were safe.

Your eyes lock with Logan after Scott leaves.

“That was impressive” you say, complimenting his skills.

“Thanks” he grumbles before shooting you a grin.

His eyes stayed glued to you as you walked away, checking in with the students now coming out into the hall. Maybe he could get used to this place after all.

[inkdrinkerworld]

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.”

[buckyownsmylife]

“You didn’t have to touch me like that.” I was arguing for the sake of arguing, I knew that. Logan had been nothing but a gentleman as he agreed to be my fake date at this wedding, and I think it was precisely that which had been screwing up with my mental capacities. 

I wasn’t used to nice, clean-shaved Logan. A nice Logan who called me beautiful and held my hand in front of my family? Out of consideration. But it was only when he touched my lower back to help guide me back to my seat that I actually lost it. 

My dress had an open back, and feeling his rough hand against the sensitive skin, my brain was short-circuiting. It didn’t help that upon seeing him ready for the wedding, my panties had become ruined because Logan in a suit was definitely newsworthy.

“What’s the matter with you?” He argued back because of course, he did. “I’m doing you a favor and all you can do is complain about how I’m touching you?” He turned to look at me, his big brown eyes all serious. “Don’t you want this to be believable?”

How could I tell him that I didn’t want it to be believable at all - I wanted it to be real? How could I say that every touch he granted me was a reminder that I’d started to catch feelings for my instructor, and I couldn’t very well act on them, if not for the difference in our positions in Professor X’s Academy, at least because of the age gap between us? 

“Yes,” I whispered, lowering my head so he wouldn’t see the truth in my eyes. “I do.”

[karmicgalaxies]

18+ Content MDNI.

Logan Howlett (Wolverine) X AFAB! Reader

Disclaimers: Implied unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it!) Riding, Shotgunning cigar smoke, Spanking? If you squint. P in V Sex Logan’s a little mean here. Just a small imagine/drabble that’s mainly my self indulgence.

Imagine sitting in Logan’s lap while he’s smoking a cigar, laying back while you’re riding him. You’re a desperate, wet and whiny mess while you pick yourself up and sink back down onto his cock in an almost embarrassingly desperate fashion. His thick cock stretching you out oh so deliciously in all the right ways, disappearing into your aching, needy cunt again and again. “Logan.. I.. I can’t..” You begin, knees nearly buckling as you struggle with his size.

“Shh. You can. Keep goin’.” Logan replies. A smug, grin on his face as he savors the feeling of his cock enveloped in your sweet pussy. He takes another drag of the cigar between his fingers. Placing a firm smack on your asscheeks when he feels you starting to slack, the impact of his heavy palm on your pretty little ass is sudden and sharp. Yeah, that’s gonna leave a nice (not so) little handprint shaped mark. Hell, you already feel the sting. That’s motivation enough for you to build back up a pace.

“There you go, darlin’. That so hard fer ya?” Logan speaks condescendingly. Almost in a low growl. Grabbing you by the jaw, he brings your face in close to his as he shotguns the cigar smoke into your mouth, allowing you savor the flavor of the tobacco on your tongue. The proximity just shy of ending in a passionate kiss. One which you hope he gives, but he ultimately denies, a whimper escaping those pretty lips. All the meanwhile a wolfish grin is painted on Logan’s bastardly handsome face.

Shame. He almost feels bad. Almost tempted to rub his thumb at your swollen little clit in that circular motion that makes you see stars, bring you to the edge that you desperately need. However he refrains from indulging you in such a manner. Cruelly watching your pathetic attempt at getting off on his cock without his intervention or effort.

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie Reading List Weeks 199 & 200

A/N: Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. 💜 This week had me reading 35 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

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Perfect for Me - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Coincidence - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Wildflowers - (Brock Rumlow X Sinthea Schmidt) - @nekoannie-chan

MIDNIGHT MAGNETISM - (Andy x Reader) - @labella420

Enjoying the Show - (Ari x Reader x Ransom) - @stargazingfangirl18

Night Night, Nugget! - (Bucky x Reader) - @nicoline1998enilocin

Gun for hire (Prologue) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Steve Drabble - @stargazingfangirl18

The Gift - (Andy x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Filled to the Brim - (Steve x Reader) - @labella420

Come back - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Fight For Me - Chp 1 - (Alvey Kulina/OFC) - @talia-rumlow

What's Hers Is Mine - (Bucky x Reader) - @targaryenvampireslayer

Tunnel - (Ororo Munroe, Logan Howlett) - @nekoannie-chan

Office - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Little Punk - (Bucky x Reader) - @targaryenvampireslayer

Bad Romance - (Lloyd x Reader) - @deliciousangelfestival

Jawbreaker - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Ari Dark Concepts - @hansensgirl

His Inheritance ~ Chp 34 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Gun for hire (1) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Gun for hire (2) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Lurking in the Shadows - (Curtis x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

A Bit Longer - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Like This - (Winter Soldier x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

You and Me - (Winter Soldier x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Escape - (Steve, Brock) - @nekoannie-chan

Books - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Feelings - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet - Chp 6 - (Curtis x Honey) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Evermore - Proposal - (Ari x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Evermore - Part 4 - (Ari x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Finding Home (5) - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Reconnect - We Don't Talk Anymore - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Your Mark On Me - Part 9 - (Steve x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

[past-present-future-cable]

Logan and Scott are both the type of man to go to the store and buy their menstruating partner pads or tampons or a cup. They know exactly the brand, flow rating, size for the cup, everything. Snacks, heating pads, a stuffie and the favorite blanket all in tow.

And Logan is making sure no one is bugging them on the phone.

[creedslove]

☣ Masterlist ☣

Masterlist 1 | Masterlist 2

VICTOR CREED (SABRETOOTH)

Series:

Basement (3/?)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

The Animal Who Dreamed He Was A Man (angst drabbles) (4/?)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Imagines:

Face Dripping GIF

Imagine Victor Went Back In Time In DOFP

Asks:

Victor Being Tied To The Bed

Victor's Toys Stash

Victor's Thoughts On Marriage And Fatherhood

Climbing&Kissing Victor

Victor On Being Abandoned

Victor On Snuggling

Wade Finding Out Victor Cuddles

RAY DONOVAN

Headcanon:

Ray Showing Affection Towards You

Songfic:

I Don't Love You

LOGAN HOWLETT (WOLVERINE)

One Shots:

Anything The Wolf Wants

DRABBLES AND REQUESTS:

Kitties And Little Wolves (Logan x Victor)

Pregnant (Victor x Reader)

Together (Rogue x Logan)

Meeting The Family (Ray Donovan x Reader)

OLD MAN LOGAN/OLD MAN VICTOR

Series:

Another One Of Us (2/?)

Part 1

Part 2