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Horny ramble for Logan..don't look at me

Just- let me sit in my corner of shame.

I want Logan to hold me down by pressing my stomach to the bed as he eats me out, calling me pup. I wanna be the lady to his tramp. The domestic dog to his feral wolf. |And I want my slick to be covering his face and in his facial hair. I want him to suck on the folds and gently nib around. Want him to make sure I don't shave beforehand coz he likes it natural.

I want Logan to hold me under my chest, my legs pressed over his thighs, spread and having to be held by the back of my thighs to keep them up in the air as he fucks me. Using me like a sex toy. I need him to rip my underwear from the band trim from the gusset, fabric moved to the side whilst he's clutching the ripped trim for security, to pull my hips closer as he fucks deep into me, already pushing atleast 3 loads of cums back in, using his other hand to smear his cum on my clit.

Need Logan's balls slapping against me as he puts me in a mating press and grunts and growls. Need him to rest his cock on my face and push my head to nuzzle against his balls and telling me to kiss them and say thank you as he smokes a cigar because without em I wouldn't get the rounds of cum he has. NEED HIM GOING "ATTA BOY" WHEN HE DOES!!!!!!!

Just....I need Logan

"Let me come home.."

it's literally logan's entire life.

"Professor X, where have you buried all your children?"

Logan would have the fucking NASTIEST STANKIEST RANKEST EARTH SHAKING UNIVERSE SHATTERING SMELLY AS COW SHIT bong water in his bong😭✊

"Ah.. So this is what it feels like..."

ahhhhhhhh brotherly I will forever stand that Victor loved his brother more than anything, but he just didn’t know how to properly express his love so it got taken away from him and anyone freaking insane but you know we don’t talk about that 

Yes, I believe that's Wolverine and Sabretooth in our timeline being bbf - best bros forever. Shut up and let me live that dream 🥲

He’s really just a cat

Logan who slowly lets himself slip into his animalistic traits once he’s dating Wade and feels safe. And knows nothing will put Wade off. Logan who purrs while he’s eating a good meal, who purrs to self-sooth, who purrs while laying in Wade’s lap.

Logan who gently bunts his head to Wade’s in the morning, or when he’s greeting him. Logan who rolls over on to their back to show his sense of security, and playfully smacks Wade’s hands away when he goes to give him belly rub until he lets himself accept them.

Logan who gives Wade a few loving licks to his hands, neck and face.

Wade who play fights with Logan, and understands that because of their predator-prey instincts Logan will oscillate between acting aggressive and acting submissive, and he adapts accordingly. Logan gets what Wade calls the ‘zoomies’ which when he wants to play fight with Wade, and Wade always knows cos he looks at him with wide, slow blinking eyes and he gives him a playful bow, think puppy pose in yoga.

Wade who only lightly teases him on the stuff that aren’t to with his traits and finds it funny that Logan loves morning walks with him as much as Puppins, and the he’s always putting the lead on Puppins and they always get coffee for them and a puppuccino for Puppins. He calls it walk and treat time.

Wade who doesn’t mind that Logan clings to his side at the parties he throws and hides in Al’s bedroom when it gets overwhelming.

Logan who has a big stretch every morning, where his claws come out as he stretches.

Logan is the autistic version of touch starved, where you don't want to be touched at the same time, cos it's too much.

Also, he's a cat.

Wolverine will cuddle Deadpool, yes, but only until he's done with all that, and then he'll *bite*.

Can we talk about this? I feel like not enough people talk about this happening in the movie

GIVE ME REQUESTS PLZ

I will write:

●fluff

●one-shots

●headcannons

●imagines

I won't write:

●smut (uncomfortable with it, srry!!)

●angst (not good at it)

●character x character (same with above^^)

●Any minor x adult shit too

INBOX AND MESSAGES ARE OPEN

(I could take both of them)

((I can't fight))

Stolen Moments

Synopsis:You and Logan steal moments together between missions, whether it’s sharing a quiet drink or sparring, each encounter deepening your bond.

Warnings: Maybe light cursing? Female reader! Just sum fluff for Logan💛💙🖤🤍

The evening air was still, filled with the earthy scent of grass. You watched him, noting how his posture relaxed, though a heaviness lingered in the quiet between you.

As the last rays of sunlight faded, an urge to break the silence stirred within you. You stepped closer, trying to gauge his mood. He looked up, meeting your gaze with an intensity that made your heart race just a little faster.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked, his voice low and inviting, pulling you deeper into the moment.

You hesitated, searching for the right words. The simple act of being together felt like enough.

“Do you want to grab a drink? The bar in town should still be open.” You wiped the sweat from your forehead, the warmth of the evening suddenly feeling more intense.

The corner of Logan’s mouth lifted, just enough to be noticeable. “A drink sounds good,” he said, his gravelly voice cutting through the silence. His eyes lingered on yours a beat longer than expected, that familiar intensity behind them making your stomach twist in the way it always did around him.

The two of you walked through the quiet streets, side by side, though the space between you felt charged. The warm night air carried the distant hum of the town, but it was the heavy silence between you and Logan that you couldn’t shake. The old bar’s neon sign flickered as you approached, casting a soft glow on his rugged features.

Inside, the bar was just as rundown as you remembered—dimly lit, the smell of stale beer thick in the air. Logan slid into a booth at the back, gesturing for you to follow. The cracked leather squeaked beneath you as you sat across from him, the tension still hanging between you like the dim haze of smoke lingering in the air.

“Place hasn’t changed much,” Logan muttered, his eyes scanning the room before landing back on you.

“Nope,” you replied, trying to keep your voice casual, though you could feel his eyes on you, making your heart race just a little faster.

The silence that settled between you wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was heavy with the unspoken. Logan leaned back in his seat, taking a slow sip of his drink, his gaze still sharp, watching you in that quiet way of his. You both knew what this was—something brewing, something neither of you could quite put into words, but both of you felt it.

Over the next few weeks, the missions came and went, each more dangerous than the last. Yet in the middle of it all, you found yourself catching those fleeting moments with Logan. There were stolen glances during tactical meetings, the brush of his hand against yours when passing by, the way his presence seemed to linger a little longer when the others weren’t around.

Sometimes, after a mission, you’d find yourselves alone, sitting in the shadows, sharing a drink in silence, just like that night at the bar. His presence, always so solid and sure, gave you a strange sense of comfort—even if it came with the sharp edge of something more.

One night, as you both prepped for another mission, the tension between you seemed thicker than usual. The dim light of the armory cast shadows across the room as you geared up. You were fastening your gloves when you felt Logan’s eyes on you again, his quiet intensity impossible to ignore.

“Be careful out there,” he said, his voice rough but low, cutting through the stillness.

You glanced at him, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Always am.”

But something was different this time. Logan stepped closer, his movements deliberate, closing the space between you. His gaze held yours, the weight of it sending a jolt of electricity down your spine. You couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, as the air between you thickened with everything that had been building for weeks.

And then, without warning, he leaned in. His lips brushed against yours in a brief, stolen kiss—soft, almost hesitant, as if testing the waters. But the impact was immediate, sending a rush of heat through you.

When he pulled back, his eyes locked on yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to fall away. There were no words exchanged, but the kiss had said it all. Something had shifted between you, something neither of you could deny any longer.

The next few missions were the same, but everything between you and Logan had changed. The stolen moments became more frequent, the touches more deliberate, the tension simmering just below the surface. You could feel it in every glance, every word he spoke to you.

That brief kiss wasn’t the end—it was only the beginning.

Do not copy or translate plz! -CallMe_Bunni

Might start writing on this acc since its connected to my laptop