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70s logan moodboard

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p links with logan howlett part 3
as always: nsfw, mdni! 18+ only! (part 1) (part 2)
content/warnings: somnophilia, breath play, impact play, p-in-v sex, anal, bdsm themes, spit play, gagging, oral sex, manhandling, public sex
i found an account that posts clips from pascal’s ss so expect me to go a bit feral this week…! :3 anyways, all links are on twt, so in order to open them make sure you’re logged in!
you decide to take a shower after going at it for hours, but logan decides to hop in for round two
logan lets you tag along while he’s chauffeuring around the city, and during his downtime, you ride him and give him some sloppy head
trying out breath play with logan for the first time. also some pussy slapping at the end :3
logan training your cunt with his fingers to prepare you for his dick
you get bratty with logan, and he has no other choice but to put his girl in her place
logan is set to leave for a long mission and will be gone for a week. the night before he leaves, you decide you want to film something to keep you company for when he’s gone
logan can’t help but stare at your ass while you’re prepping dinner in the kitchen. he can’t ignore you, so he decides to bend you over the counter
size kink with logan as he practically uses and handles you like a fucktoy, sliding you up and down his cock with ease.
logan pinning you down with his body as he fingers you (and you thank him for the treat by giving him head!)
anal with logan, then later overstimulates you while fingering you (also some spit play)
consensual somnophilia with logan—he wakes up with morning wood and doesn’t wanna bother you so early in the morning!
you and logan are sent out on a mission, but logan gets exposed to sex pollen. being the kind girl you are, you decide to help him out
logan talking you through it as you ride him
rough sex with logan and deepthroating and gagging around his cock
logan pushing your head down into the mattress while he fucks you from behind
you’re a whining mess as logan splits your cunt in half with his cock
wearing logan’s white button-up while he fucks you senseless
lazy morning sex with logan
hope yall enjoyed <3
Oh, he’s a slut for pain for sure 😩
𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡
→ premise: logan was obsessed, he was from the moment he met you. he didn’t get crushes, but you’ve turned the big bad wolverine into a depraved puppy and he’s had enough.
→ pairing: logan howlett x fem!reader
→ warnings: 2k words, smut | 18+, obsession [not dark, just like a big crush, idk how to actually write obsession well], belly bulge, unprotected sex, nicknames [baby, princess, pretty girl], creampie, I visualized like x1-3 logan when writing but you can imagine whichever logan era.
→ a/n: kinktober 09
Logan was utterly obsessed, entranced by your entire being. If he didn’t already know what your mutation was, he'd swear you were a witch that cast a love spell on him so he goes starry eyed and dulcet when you walk in a room. He wasn't the kind of man to get crushes, he did one night stands to satiate his needs and yet now he can't bring himself to want anybody but you.
i’m begging you for some nsfw hcs with wade & logan
i NEED more info about jealous sex with them specifically
please and thank you 💋💋
Jealousy Sex - Logan Howlett & Wade Wilson
Pairing: Logan Howlett x reader (no pronouns are used but has a pussy) x Wade Wilson
Genre: smut/nsfw
CW: poly! relationship, jealousy, possession, scent kink/scenting, taunting & humiliation, oral, double penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, AFTERCARE
omg of course!! the two of them being jealous over you would be such a handful >~< id love to write a full length of this sometime too!! thank you for the request lovely 💓

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some logan headcanons 🥰
hi! just wanted to share some hcs of logan being the softest and grumpiest bf mutant bf. enjoy! :)
♡ logan loves to take you out on drives through westchester county when there’s an off day. sometimes rogue, jubliee, and kitty tag along and y'all BLAST pop music. he hates it, but he knows all the words to pink pony club atp.
♡ after you have a baby with logan, he and laura become SO protective of them like a little pack of wolverines. they’ll both wanna cuddle with you and the baby 🥹
♡ logan typically snaps awake most mornings because of his animal instinct. but, if you’re still asleep, he’ll cuddle up close and stroke your hair until he falls back asleep too.
♡ some nights you wake up and see logan isn’t in bed, likely because of a nightmare. he goes out into the woods outside the mansion to calm down and most times you leave him be. if they’re bad enough, you follow him and just hold him until he calms down.
♡ you bought him an antique ring for his birthday and he’ll wear it around the mansion. when he’s out on a mission, he’ll put on his dog tags so he won’t lose it and feel like a part of you is close to him.
♡ he’s actually great at giving gifts. if there’s something you’ve had your eye on for a while he’ll buy. he takes his time during international missions to go find you a little present.
♡ logan doesn’t really get jealous, like he knows when gambit is being flirty it’s totally innocent. however, if scott gives you the smallest compliment, he is gonna butt in.
♡ LOVES laying his head in your lap after a long day and letting you scratch his head and massage his temples. before he gets too comfy, he always asks “i’m not crushing you, am i?”
♡ if you’re sick and having the chills, logan will pull you into his arms and lay down with you to keep you warm. you try to squirm away because you don’t want him to catch it but he reminds you he can’t as he kisses your forehead.
we’ve all watched the scene of logan putting out the cigar on himself and it got me thinking about him with a reader whose mutation allows them to burn people. (he’s such a freak i need him).
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he’s a squirming, whimpering mess underneath you. such a gorgeous sight, and one that only you get to witness - the big, bad wolverine turned into a moaning mess through the use of your power, completely at your mercy, his hands tied so he couldn’t fight you off even if he’d wanted to (not that he ever would).
you were anxious to try this. your power wasn’t one that could be used for good. it only ever caused pain, suffering, family and friends leaving you once it had manifested, spitting out words that felt like venom. you burn people when you touch them, like fire licking over their skin, making them cry and scream and beg for mercy.
you have gloves of every colour of the rainbow, an array of different fabrics and patterns and textures, pairing them with your outfit every day. you hate touching people, hate hurting them.
but logan has a thing for pain. he’d admitted it to you, under the cover of a dark and cloudy sky, when you’d asked him how he could possibly stand to be with you when you’d never be able to touch him, never be able to kiss him without hurting him.
he’d begged you, actually begged you to touch him, to burn him, to hurt him.
for the first time ever you can touch someone without a layer of fabric in between. you can drag your fingers along his thighs and watch the red burn marks it leaves behind, watch the colour fade and the texture smooth over as his body heals itself. it’s like he was made for you, a perfect match, both with cracked and broken edges, but somehow you fit.
“fuckin’ touch me,” he spits, “c’mon.”
“i am touching you,” you reply, pressing your hand down onto his hairy chest. his skin is warm, slightly damp from a thin layer of sweat, alive and real. he cries out, but it’s not the sound you’re used to hearing when you touch people. it’s a whine, higher than you thought his voice could go, pain and pleasure mixing into something he hadn’t been able to describe to you in words.
“y’know what i mean,” he pants. you just smile, serene. you’re not teasing him on purpose, though you must admit it’s certainly entertaining to watch him fall apart, rather you’re taking the opportunity you thought you’d never get, exploring your lover's body with your touch, breathless at the feeling of skin against skin.
you finally grab his cock, feeling the thick, warm weight of it in your hand. you can feel the telltale buzzing under your skin, the sign that your powers are burning him, but he doesn’t try to pull away from you. rather, his hips jerk up, chasing more of the feeling. a bead of precum pearls at the tip, and you rub it down his shaft.
“you actually like this,” you muse, “you’re such a freak.”
the degrading comment only makes him groan, rutting his hips up to fuck into your fist. and he’s just so pretty, so lovely when he’s desperate, so as much as you want to play with him, spend hours making him beg, you don’t. because you need to see what he looks like when he’s falling apart.
you jerk him off slow, never letting the pressure relent. it’s a fight with your instincts, your mind telling you to let go before you hurt him, before he decides that he doesn’t actually like this, before he leaves like everyone else. but he heals as fast as you burn him, again and again.
you watch his face instead of your hand, focusing on the way his lips part with each sound he makes, the pleasure contorting his expression. he gets louder, warnings filling the space between you, and then his hips stutter, faltering, and you watch his eyes roll back as he cums, shooting thick ropes of white all over his own chest.
your eyes widen slightly at how quickly you’d made him cum, but he’s already hardening again in your hand, chasing the pleasure of his orgasm even as it fades.
“do it again,” he orders, though really he’s in no position to be making demands. still, you oblige, because it feels good to be able to hurt him and know he’ll always come back. you could definitely get used to this, and isn’t that a terrifying thought.
Sorry not sorry- but I am a SUCKER for the idea that Logan can’t sing worth shit and Wade being so confused.
“How the FUCK can you not sing?”
“I don’t fuckin know bub, I can’t carry a tune.”
“But you are Hugh-Fucking-Jackman!”
“I’m James-Fucking-Howlett???”