I Just Think Sebastian Stan Is Really Really Pretty

There is no slut shaming in this house, only slut encouragement

oh i’m on it

god i wish i could write. I need to see logan with his young tipsy hypersexual little girlfriend who can’t keep her hands to herself in the car

hi im here to scream about logan if u shall have me

oh i shall have you my dearest. please scream as loud as you want

4 x  India Eisley & Jon Bernthal ( suggested by @cybercreationgarden )

gifs makers :sacreddonkey & hexedhunts

Loved your SFW alphabet!!!! Can you also do the nsfw alphabet for Wolverine??????🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

logan howlett nsfw alphabet

pairings : logan howlett x fem!reader warnings : smut prompts, deep throating, dacryphilia, choking, breeding kink, mean!logan, dom/sub dynamics, i’m probably missing some, NOT PROOFREAD a/n : hey so this sucks because i’ve had to rewrite it like seven times bc tumblr wouldn’t let me post, i’m sorry if it’s disappointing:(

A ➝ Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

⤷ logan is extremely attentive after sex, his deep rooted fear of over using his strength on you always in the forefront of his mind. with you usually being stuck in the clouds after the most amazing orgasm of your life he’s always sure to care for you.

‘here darlin drink’ logan mumbles bringing a glass of water to your lips.

‘hmm’ you mumble out nestling your head into the hand he’s using the move your head.

B ➝ Body part (their favorite body part of their

partner's)

⤷ logan’s favorite body part is definitely your neck. he loveeeesssss kissing, biting, choking…. he loves your inhaling your scent, your pheromones always setting him off.

C ➝ Cum (where they like to cum)

⤷ preferably inside of you, but he’s willing to whatever you want. he’s obsessed with the idea of leaving his seed in you whether it be your cunt or your mouth.

‘cmon darlin’ swallow it for me’ he groans out reaching his peak his grip tightening on your hair.

D ➝ Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

⤷ he won’t tell anyone but when he’s away on missions he always brings a pair of your underwear with him. especially if he knows it’s going to take longer than usual.

E ➝ Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

⤷ logan’s two hundred years old, he’s got a lot of experience and maybe it hadn’t really clicked in your head how experienced he was until the first time you slept together. him having you come undone in a matter of minutes.

F ➝ Favorite position (this goes without saying)

⤷ he lovessss cowgirl, you being on top is the hottest thing to him. it’s not often people have control over him but with you he’d gladly let you. pulling you down by your neck holding you to his chest while he thrust’s viscously up into you at an inhuman speed.

‘yea baby, you love when i fuck you like this’ he grunts into your ear harshly.

G ➝ Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

⤷ he is not goofy at all. he’s a serious man when it comes to pleasing his woman.

H ➝ Hair (do they like hair pulling?)

⤷ he loves hair pulling. at first he wasn’t sure if you would like it granted his strength but when he was deep inside you with you begging his to pull your hair he snapped. he’s been obsessed with it ever since.

‘please lo..’ you moan out eyes wide

‘please what baby, gotta tell me what you need’ he gruffs out his movements never once stopping at the plea in your tone as you move his hand to the back of your head.

‘want you t—‘ your words getting cut short by the string grip that pulls your head back your neck wide on display.

I ➝ Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

⤷ the first couple times intimacy was a hard thing for logan, it wasn’t slow and sensual it was hard and rough. you never complained he’d never really had a reason or a person to go slow with. slowly the more he opened up to you about his life and his past and saw how willingly you loved him his demeanor changed from needing to be in control to wanting to let go of that control and just be in that moment with you.

J ➝ Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

⤷ logan’s mission had taken longer than expected, to say he was surprised would be an understatement. getting home late at night he wasn’t expecting to walk in on his peaches touching herself while moaning out his name. sure he was mad at first. but watching you struggle to reach the places he knew only he could turned him on more, knowing you weren’t satisfying yourself enough to actually cum.

K ➝ Kink (one or more of their kinks)

⤷ BREEDING!!!! i shouldn’t have to say more but i will, he loves pumping you full of his seed whispering dirty things in your ear as he does it. he also loves to see you cry when your all cock drunk and begging for more.

‘cmon princess, why are you crying i know you can take it’

L ➝ Location (favorite places to do the do)

⤷ he loves taking you on any surface he can have you. the shower, the kitchen counter, the sofa, the floor. but nothing beats the good ol bed especially because of his size it can make it difficult. he’d rather be able to spread you out and take care of each and every part of your body.

M ➝ Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

⤷ the sounds you make when he starts touching you are enough to get him completely feral. the ragged breaths you let out when he’s attacking your neck, biting and kissing.

N ➝ No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

⤷ he’d absolutely never use his claws on you. despite how beautiful you think they are he still hates them. he prefers to keep you as far away from his weapon of destruction as he can. even though sometimes you beg him to just run them down your torso he refuses.

O ➝ Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

⤷ depends on his mood. if he’s in a good mood he’ll eat it like it’s his last meal on gods green earth. if you piss him off he’s fucking your face until you a blabbing mess of tears and spit.

‘you just had to fuckin’ piss me off darlin’ huh?’ he forces out, hands on either side of your head as he thrusts roughly.

P ➝ Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

⤷ oh baby he is both! depends on his mood but more likely he’s touch and gentle, he knows your body and he knows when you need that extra push to get you over the edge.

Q ➝ Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

⤷ HATES THEM!!! he’d rather not fuck you than have a quickie.

R ➝ Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

⤷ he’ll definitely try new things, although he’d never risk your safety no matter how much you want him to.

S ➝ Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?).

⤷ it’s never just one round. he’d fuck you until you pass out if he could. but in all seriousness he’s always ready for another round, he’s no one thrust buck he’ll have you in every position imaginable before he finishes.

T ➝ Toys (do they use toys?)

⤷ literally no lol he refuses and he hates when you do to.

U ➝ Unfair (how much they like to tease

⤷ oh he just loves teasing you, any chance he gets whether it be mocking or talking you through it.

‘cmon peaches, you really thought i’d let you cum after what you did tonight?’

V ➝ Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

⤷ he’s vocal. he’ll tell you exactly how good you make him feel or how good your being. he knows you love when he groans and grunts in your ear.

W ➝ Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

⤷ logan fucking you on the counter after he got home from a mission that didn’t go as planned, he’s angry and needs to blow some steam so he’s rough with his movements, hand over your mouth to stop your moans, whispering in your ear ‘thats it’s baby just let me take it on you huh?’

X ➝ X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

⤷ HUNG!!! dudes hung. for the first while you couldn’t take all of him, but now you reveled in the fact you could. the first time you saw his cock you were definitely intimidated but he was just a cocky little fucker and told you he wasn’t worried and that you could take it.

Y ➝ Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

⤷ logan wants to fuck you anytime and anywhere. he has to stay aware that as a predator your sex drive isn’t nearly as high as his. often having to hold back on his urges especially if he spent all night fucking you into the bed the night before.

Z ➝ Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

⤷ he’s not quick to fall asleep, he’ll wait for you to fall first and then after he just holds you and basks in the feeling of having you beside him.

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ariana grande - positions (directed by dave meyers)

was in best buy today looking at surround sound and told my husband if we got one we had to watch iron man 2 on repeat, the worker asked me why iron man 2, i said because it’s one of the greatest movies of all time and he looks me dead in the eyes and say ‘oh so she’s a whiplash girl’ WHO THE FUCK? i said no i’m a tony girl thank u next, you probably creamed ur pants watching she hulk you freaking weirdo.

in the mood to introduce a certain original sooner than later in my book 😍

passenger princess +18

warning : kinda dark at some points, age gap, kinda public sex, afab, age gap, fem!reader, peachesxlogan, slight manipulation, dacryphilia kinda, pure smut, little plot, spitting, choking, fingering, breeding kink, creampie, dom!logan, kinda mean logan, not proofread!

a/n : wrote this sitting by the pool today, makes me think i’m solar powered or something cause i cooked lowkey.

written for my dear : @journal3sposts 💌 word count : 1.5k

you’d been here before. tipsy after a night out with ness and wade, in the passenger seat of logan’s car basically begging him to fuck you. the man had self control for the gods and you hated it.

the age gap between you and logan was substantial, you being the young age of twenty three. logan may not have looked a day over forty-five physically but sexually he had a hard time keeping up with you. especially when alcohol got involved.

you’re argument whenever he’d bring up how much you need him being ‘have you seen yourself? you’d want to fuck you too’

tonight was no different. except for the fact that not matter what happened he was fucking you in this car.

you turned in your seat to face logan pulling his hand higher on your thigh.

‘cmon lo, please jus’ wanna feel you’ you beg running your hand up his muscular arm to his neck turning his head toward you.

logan’s eyes stared down into you intimidatingly a small smirk gracing his beautiful face.

‘no’

roughly moving his head out of your hand facing the road again. huffing your cross your arms turning your body to face the window trying to hide your mischievous smile.

‘your seriously turning me down’

‘yes peaches i am’

‘i would’ve taken one of those guys from the bar home then if i knew you weren’t going to fuck me’ you snark out shaking his hand off your thigh ‘their young too, could probably keep up with me. i know you saw the way they all stared at me, at least someone wants me’

you don’t miss the way his hand flexes around the steering wheel and his jaw tightening before looking over at you.

‘you’re being a brat’ he bluntly states

‘yea and what are you going to do about it’ you sass out keeping your gaze locked on the outside view, your thighs clenching together for friction.

‘i’m gunna bring you back to the bar so you can go get one of those guys’

you’re head snaps up to look at him in panic watching him take a left turn instead of the usual right turn.

‘wait what’ you question

‘cmon you can’t be that dumb doll, i’m taking you to find someone who can keep up with you’ he glares

‘no lo, i was just kidding’ you rush out grabbing his forearm in protest ‘only want you’

‘mhm’ he hums, you notice the bar coming back into your line of vision your grip getting tighter on his arm.

‘please baby i promise i don’t want any of them’

you always did this. talked yourself into a hole and then couldn’t get out. one thing you knew for sure is that there was no other man for you.

‘i don’t know…’ his tone borderline mocking, not that you notice too caught up in the way he pulls the car around the back of the bar.

‘i promise lo’ you beg as he puts the car in park.

logan turns his whole body to face you, his broad shoulders blocking your view outside his window. he stares at you the tears lining your eyes from frustration, the pleading look adorning your soft features.

fuck it turned him on.

you loved playing your games, he knew that. but he wasn’t an idiot he could play the games too. i’m his opinion he could play them better.

he knew how to manipulate you to get you to do whatever he wanted, and in this moment he wanted you to beg for his forgiveness, not because he did anything wrong but because he wanted you to remind that you couldn’t live without him.

he could hear your heart, the never ending fast paced rhythm almost irregular at this point.

he could smell your arousal, how even though you were a nervous wreck thinking he was leaving you here you still wanted him bad enough.

he liked that.

true to his nature in that moment you were his prey, sitting pretty on the leather seats in his car.

his favorite fantasy.

eyes blown wide you waited for his next move, you feared it would never come.

you were surprised when his rough hands grabbed either side of your face roughly kissing you, grabbing you by your waist pulling you into his lap.

you clung onto him as if you let go he’d disappear. your movements desperate, grinding down onto his growing bulge.

you moan out when he bites your lip harshly drawing blood, you hands run up his neck and into his hair breaking the kiss ‘need you so bad’ you mumble out

‘you’ll always need me huh peaches?’ he grunts out bringing the bottom of your dress just above your hips ‘no panties tonight’ he questions

nodding your head and biting your lip with a smile on your face he groans.

‘what am i gunna do with you’

‘fuck me’

‘no i don’t think you deserve that yet’ he hums his hand finding solace on your upper thigh is fingers tracing small circles all the up to where you needed him most.

bucking your hips in a poor attempt to get him to touch you he withdraws his hand entirely looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

‘what do you want’ he asks his hand moving to your face his finger tracing you jaw.

you heavy breathing only stirring him on more as you breath out ‘i want you to touch me’

he chuckles lightly shaking his head ‘yea? where?’ he says.

your cheeks turn red as you bury your face into his neck leaving kisses in your wake. ‘please don’t make me say it’ you beg

his hand runs up your bag finding it’s place in your hair tugging hard removing your head from his neck, he turns your head downwards to face him. ‘say it’ he demands his eyes darkening at your defiance.

‘want you to touch my pussy please lo’ you cry out as soon as the words leave your mouth, him plunging his middle and ring finger into your tight cunt.

‘like this’ he questions never stopping the never ending curl of his fingers inside you.

‘yes, oh god’ you moan out your hips meeting each thrust of his fingers, his lips moving from your jaw to your neck.

you moan out when he sinks his canines into the side of your neck roughly. ‘gunna cum for me peaches?’

unable to form a solid thought you nod your head throwing his back closing your eyes.

‘gotta look at me when you cum around my fingers darlin’ he speaks roughly bring my head back to focus on him.

the bubble in your lower stomach tightening enough that it sends you over the edge, your hips freezing their movements, your grip tightening on the man before you as you come undone for what’s most likely the first time tonight.

holding you tight against his chest logan lights you up enough for him to free his cock from its confines. letting a string of spit fall onto his member he throws his head back as his moves his hand around the head.

‘m gunna fuck you now peaches’ he grunts out before slamming you down onto his member. not even giving you the chance to adjust to his length before he’s pushing you up and down making you take all of him.

you couldn’t form a single thought other than how no man will ever be able to satisfy you in the way logan does.

his name leaving your mouth like he was your god and you were on you knees for him.

his hand finds it place on your neck squeezing both sides of it cutting off your air supply.

‘this is what you wanted huh peaches? for me to fuck you like the whore you are in the parking lot where anyone of those boys can see just how good i fuck you’ he speaks roughly, his grip never letting up, his thumb pushing under your chin so you were looking up at him.

‘open’ he commands collecting his saliva in his mouth loosing his hold on your neck.

you oblige, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out ready for him.

he spits harshly in your mouth, the grip on your neck tightening again ‘swallow it’ he continues his assault on your cunt.

you felt the familiar warmth spreading throughout your body as your obeyed him swallowing. the tight band flexing beyond its limit as you clench unrelentingly around his cock.

‘that’s it’s peaches you gunna cum with me huh?’ he grunted his movements turning sloppy ‘gunna let me fill you up huh? give you my babies so you can never leave me’

his words throwing you over the edge as you scream out his name clamping down on him with shaking legs as he cums inside of you, grunting and groaning in your ear as he comes down from his high.

breathing heavily he throws his head against the head rest, still inside of you he gives you a lazy smile.

‘can’t keep up with you? not sure if your gunna be able to keep up with me, cause we’re not done here peaches’

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i’m sorry…. i’m the one shaking here i love your writing!

lowkey need logan talking me thru it 😖

oh my god i know, i imagine him just snapping and fucking the reader like crazy. i just know he’d be so vocal during sex. like all that anger omfg. introducing my love peaches as my lil oc for these requests :)

logan talking you through it +18

you’d always known logan had this deep anger inside of him. he tried his hardest to never let you experience it up close. which was why you decided to make a game of it. do whatever you could to make him so mad that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. you loved playing games, you always found yourself on top when it came to them.

you started small, pulling away from him in affection. logan’s deep fear of losing you left him constantly needing some form of affection from you to remind him that you weren’t going anywhere. this blew up in your face faster than anything else you could do when he came home after a mission with wade and threw you over his shoulder grumbling something like ‘jus need to feel you’

so you went big.

logan had left earlier for another mission. now usually you’d stay home like the good girl you were but you were dedicated to your cause so you decided to wear your shortest dress and tallest heels and went out. shooting a quick text to vanessa asking her to meet you at the bar.

you thought for a moment maybe you should at least text him and tell him you wouldn’t be home when he got back but decided against it. you sure did love self-destructive behavior.

‘hey hot stuff’ the soft voice of vanessa rang in your ears ‘last thing i expected was a text from you’

‘oh you know ness sometimes i like to switch it up’

‘mhm, you do realize wolvies going to lose his mind when he can’t find you’

a small smirk grazed your face as you grabbed her hand leading her into the bar ‘that’s exactly what i want’

‘you nasty little thing, i’m so proud’ she laughed calling that bartender over ‘two gin and tonics please, so what is it you want from him’

‘i want him to fuck me senseless’ you state with a smile, ‘ i mean your telling me that he doesn’t have it in him? he’s like two hundred pounds of solid muscle and anger for once i just want to be thrown around ya know?’

grabbing your drink you bring it to your lips as you look around the bar ‘nothing makes him more mad than other men’

‘well if you want to see him murder someone i say go for it, you’d probably find that hot anyways’ she teased grabbing her phone ‘oh look it’s wade’ she said flashing you her screen

‘you enjoy that, i’ll be mingling’ you laughed wiggling your fingers in goodbye, you quickly found yourself at the end of the bar ordering another drink, swallowing thickly you felt a bad vibe in your stomach maybe this was a bad idea.

‘what’s a pretty lady like you doing here alone’ a dark voice said from behind you.

as soft gasp left your throat as his hand touched your lower back. yup, definitely a bad idea.

‘oh um, waiting for my friend’ you croak out looking over his shoulder eyes darting around the room looking for vanessa.

‘yea and where is she now’ he said looking me up and down ‘you know a girl like you shouldn’t be here’

‘and why’s that?’ you question your grip on your glass tightening when he somehow moves closer than he was before.

‘you should be home waiting for your man to come home and take care of ya, doesn’t that sound nice’ his voice dropping octaves as his grip gets tighter on your hip.

suddenly the room got smaller and the air got thicker. what the hell were you doing? this isn’t you and your moment of confidence ran away the second another man started talking to you. you knew your place, you knew where you belonged and it wasn’t here.

‘normally that’s where she’d be’ the gruff voice of your boyfriend echoed around the room.

letting go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding you loosen your grip on the glass quickly getting off the bar stool and away from the man.

‘lo’ you start grabbing the sleeve of his jacket.

‘don’t’ he barked out, his eyes held an anger you’d never seen before and that scared you.

but wasn’t this what you wanted?

he grabbed your upper arm pulling you out of the bar and towards your car.

‘logan’ you tried again

‘stop talking’ he snarled opening your door and pushing you in before moving to the drivers seat. ‘i leave you alone for one fucking night and you decide to go and be a slut huh’

‘that isn’t what i was doing logan’ you argue back turning in your seat to face him as he pulls the car away from the bar.

‘did i say you could talk?’ he asks you as if it was the dumbest question in the world. your silence making him angrier.

‘did i say you could talk?’ he asks again impatiently his hand tightening around the wheel.

shaking your head no, you subconsciously push your thighs together to create some friction. hoping your boyfriend doesn’t notice the growing wetness in your panties with each word he speaks.

the car ride back to the apartment you shared was filled with silence, the tension growing in your stomach as you watched his jaw set and his hands almost break the wheel. not to mention the heavy breathing he couldn’t seem to get under control.

you knew you were in for it the second the door to the apartment closed and he pushed you roughly against it.

‘this is what you wanted huh bubs?’ he groans out slotting his thigh between your legs pushed perfectly against your heat. ‘could smell you the whole fuckin’ car ride’

‘lo…’ you moan as he attacks your neck, feeling his canines against your carotid as he harshly bites down to shut you up.

‘i’m here wondering if it was me that did this to you or that fuckhead at the bar’ he voiced roughly his hands moving under your thighs to pick you up. ‘hmm?’ he hums cocking his head.

‘you logan, only you’ the breathless words leave your mouth without a second thought. pushing your body forward to kiss him he leaned far away not letting you.

‘i’m in control here darlin’ not you’

holding you close to him he locks his lips with yours. the kiss nothing but messy, filled with teeth, tongue, and spit. he walks you to the bedroom throwing you on the bed hovering over you. your thighs pressed together did little to ease the need in your core. ‘cmon honey gunna let me show you how i’ll ruin any other man for you’

‘mhm’ you moan out when he continues his attack on your body, leaving trails of kisses down your chest stopping at the peak of your breast. ‘please’ you say closing your eyes

you heard it before you felt it. the sounds of his claws tearing your dress apart. very few times had his claws ever made an appearance during sex mostly being out of his control.

his mouth laps at your nipple, sucks, biting as his other hand moves down to your heat. ‘so wet already darlin’ i’ve barely touched you’ he cups his rough calloused hand against your cunt, his middle finger prodding your hole lightly.

squirming under him your rendered silent when he forces two fingers into you, pushing and pulling back and forth you moan out his name like a prayer.

‘cmon use your words’ he smiles down at you ‘feels good doesn’t it’ his head dipping down to meet with your neck again, his breath on your ear as he bites down.

‘just remember your mine’ his gruff voice bounced around my head as his ministrations came harder and faster his thumb meeting my clit in haste. ‘you gunna cum for me peaches’

you felt the familiar tension in your lower stomach, like a band that was waiting to snap. your pussy clenching around his two fingers you throw you head back moaning out waiting for that snap.

only for it to never come. your eyes widen as you lean up on your elbows looking at the seemingly put together man. ‘what the fuck logan’

‘watch it baby’ he counters getting off the bed and removing his clothes ‘you didn’t think i was gonna let you off that easy’

you watch as he walks over to the side of the bed grabbing your leg and pulling you forward. ‘open up hun’ he commands grabbing a fist full of your hair.

you eye his large cock placed in his right hand. god it was beautiful. you could trace every vein with your eyes closed that’s how well acquainted you were. the weight of his member made it band downward instead of bouncing up to his belly.

opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out he eased himself into you. ‘just like that…’ he groaned out, not giving you a second to adjust he picks his pace up. hips thrusting forward at a fast rate, his hand in your hair the only semblance of balance you feel in that moment. ‘you look so pretty like this’

moving your hand down your body you fingers barley touch your clit before his rough hand wraps around your wrists pinning it above you. ‘so fucking impatient’ he groans with one last thrust to your mouth before pulling out completely.

his hand that’s wrapped in your hair pulls your head up so he’s met with your face. ‘why you crying peaches? m’ i being to rough for ya’ he mocks before dropping you on the bed slotting himself between your legs.

he lines himself up with your hole before roughly grabbing your hips and thrusting in. the pace he sets is relentless, borderline inhuman as he stretches you out leaving you a babbling mess of ‘yes baby oh god’

‘fuck peaches your so fuckin’ tight takin’ all of me’ he groans his grip on your hips sure to leave marks. ‘such a little fuckin’ slut for me’

feeling your orgasm climbing to its peak you feel your breath getting heavier and your hands clamping onto to anything and everything to stabilize you.

‘be a good girl and cum for me yea’ he commands his rough grip moving up towards you neck with pressure. just the feeling of him absolutely railing the fuck out of you is enough to make you cum but add in the sudden choking and your a goner.

you cum with a scream slamming your eyes shut and your nails digging into logan’s back. it’s not long before his thrusts slow and his hips stutter does he cum inside of you with moans in your ear.

pulling out of you he lays his back against the bed pulling you close. ‘you love playing games don’t ya peaches’ he laughs out against your head.