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The anon button is not for hate. The anon button is for horny and embarrassed about it.

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*struggles while writing* i suck and writing is hard

*remembers some ppl use ai* i am a creative force. i am uncorrupted by theft and indolence. i am on a journey to excellence. it is my duty to keep taking joy in creating.

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If rreqs are still open for that little bit, can I get reader bothering logan while he's trying to fix his bike and then he get frustrated and fucks then on the bike/tool bench?

“and what does this do?”

you walk your fingers slowly along the handlebars, entering into Logan’s periphery yet again. he huffs but you can tell he’s not really annoyed - he couldn’t be with you, never.

”it’s still the throttle, baby. same as it was when you asked two minutes ago.”

“aww, sorry, Lo. you know I get distracted.”

you lean on the leather seat, crossing your arms and leaning towards to crowd his space. his view of the Harley is totally obstructed by every lovely angle of you. Logan cocks a brow from where he’s knelt, forearm-deep in grease. you bat your eyelids.

“you know you shouldn’t wear those vests if you don’t want them to get stained…” you sigh, airily, moving your fingers now to the expanse of his chest. motor oil smears white cotton but you’re more interested in the shape of his muscles underneath. damn. what a specimen you have, all to yourself.

well. when he’s not laying all his love on his goddamn bike.

“I get the feeling you’re not here to help.” he says, finally putting down his wrench and going to wipe his hands.

“it’s been two days, Lo. I’m getting lonely.”

“have I not come to bed every night?” Logan chuckles, a velvety, molasses-rich sound. it works for you every time.

“only to head to the garage the next morning without even staying for breakfast! I know I won’t be your only love, baby, but c’mon. I’ve gotta give you the better ride.”

when you wink he finally takes the bait. he throws the cloth gripped in his fist to the ground and manoeuvres you forward with his warm, broad hands, perching you onto the motorcycle seat as you let out a squeak of surprise. his lips trace your jugular and you have no doubt he can feel the way your blood’s pounding. he’s so close. every sense you have in drenched in Logan, Logan, Logan.

“L-Logan…”

“didn’t want this, honey?” he growls against your neck, teeth tracing the soft skin there. “you got my attention now. don’t pretend you’re shy all of a sudden.”

he laughs again at the needy noise you make, hips thrusting up against yours to press the heat of his cock against you. you automatically grip onto his shirt at the promise of what’s in store now you have his focus solely on you.

“Logan…”

“I’ve got you, baby.”

his hands are quick at unbuckling his jeans as you go for the buttons on yours, though you’re more than happy when he bends you over the bike seat and does the rest himself. happy that you’re bare to him, he spreads that broad hand across your back to keep you in place while he lines up, slipping inside like he was fucking made to be there.

“holy shit—” you manage at the sudden feeling of fullness, he way he pushes himself deep into you. it’s nothing compared to when he starts moving though, both hands on your hips to steady you as he begins to thrust, pressing the leather of the seat against your sex.

“Logan… oh my god…”

“I’ve got you, baby. just relax.” you can hear the smile in his voice, and let yourself melt against the motorbike.

you’re glad to have his attention back…

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send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. keep the game going, make someone smile!!! ♡♡♡

ily!!!

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fanfic end of the year asks

since it’s december, i thought i’d make a little end of the year ask meme for fanfic writers and readers! reblog and ask away

favorite fic you wrote this year

least favorite fic you wrote this year

favorite line/scene you wrote this year

total number of words you wrote this year

most popular fic this year

least popular fic this year

longest completed fic you wrote this year

shortest completed fic you wrote this year

longest wip of the year

shortest wip of the year

fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

favorite character to write about this year

favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

a fic you didn’t expect to write

something you learned this year

fic(s) you completed this year

fics you’ll continue next year

current number of wips

any new fics to start next year

number of comments you haven’t read

most memorable comment/review

events you participated in this year

fics you wanted to write but didn’t

favorite fic you read this year

a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

number of favorites/bookmarks you made this year

favorite fanfic author of the year

longest fic you read this year

shortest fic you read this year

favorite fandom to read fic from this year

*feel free to specify fandoms or a fic depending on the question.

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If you’re doing mini requests, anything with some pent up, needy Logan? Maybe with some pet play, or anything like that? Where he’s trying so hard to be good for you, but also just humping your leg and begging bc he hasn’t cum for ages ♥️

Love u and ur writing, great Avo !

“baby, please…”

“mmm, I’m reading, Logan.”

he makes a pathetic noise at the back of his throat and you smother a smile behind your paperback. he likes when you’re a little mean. likes to degrade himself for you, be reminded he’s nothing but a dog at your heel. an obedient puppy for you to command.

you’re happy to play ball.

right now Logan is kneeling before you, warm hands on your knees which are attempting to spread your legs. you know he goes crazy when he can bury his face against your sex and take a hit of your musk right from the source - but today you just nock a foot against his shoulder and gently push him away.

“Logan, what did I just say?”

“I’m on my knees, here. please. at least sit on me while you read, baby, promise I won’t make a sound… just fill you nice and full with my cock…”

it does sound appealing, but this chapter is too juicy to be distracted from. instead you stick out one leg in front of him and nod at it.

“if you’re gonna beg like a dog, Logan, feel free to get off like one.”

he groans, a long and drawn out noise at your unkindness - and how turned on he is at it. you go back to your paragraph as you listen to the little noise of desperate hands undoing his belt buckle… you try to ignore the way he takes himself out of his jeans and presses his cock up against your calf, but you can’t help peeping over the top of the page when he begins to rut against you. he drops his head to rest against your thigh as he fucks you like an animal in heat, so mindlessly needy for it.

you bury your fingers in his hair and scratch your fingers into his scalp, and he growls in affection.

“good boy,” you sigh. all Logan can do is clutch your leg and fuck you faster, cock slipping wetly up and down the material of your sweatpants. you’re sure he’s leaving a stain but you can’t really care about that right now, not when you’re so transfixed at the sight of a man so utterly at your beck and call that he’d not only fuck your leg if you asked him to, but do so with enthusiasm.

he grips you tighter as his hips begin to move erratically, and a gentle tug at his hair sends him over the edge. he shoots his load against your shin and practically collapses into you, broad body heaving with the effort of his self-imposed orgasm.

“you okay, honey?” you whisper. he nods against your leg.

“always okay with you, baby,” he hums, and you smile.

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a private moment

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sometimes it was patrick

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you drew stars around my scars but now I’m bleeding

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I missed you 😔

my love 🥰

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think it’s time for me to get back into bg3 in a big way

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Since you mentioned opening your requests for a little bit: reader (male or gn) being an absolute badass during a merc mission/work/whatever gets both Logan and Wade going, which ends with them pulling reader into the nearest alleyway -RS

“boys…”

your voice is not particularly firm. any sternness you harboured when they dragged you into this alleyway was expelled from your body when Logan began kissing your neck… and Wade started fiddling with the fastening of your pants.

“you want us to stop?” Logan purrs in your ear. the way they’ve manoeuvred you, your back is to his chest so he can tweak at your nipples (the kevlar of your suit be damned). you groan and shake your head.

“I mean, I didn’t say that…”

“damn right, pookie. you know I’ve never seen someone look so sexy when removing a guy’s head from his body? I was so hard I could barely move. I’m becoming a liability on missions with you.”

you chuckle and roll your eyes at Wade. you were pretty unstoppable today. you can still feel warm blood rolling down your fingers, and when you go to grip Wade’s mask to better pull him between your legs, he moans as he feels it soak in.

“he’s a fucking deviant, but I expected better from you,” you manage to say to Logan, voice longing to keel over into a moan as you see Wade pull his mask up just high enough to press himself against your sex. his tongue is suddenly all you can feel, right there on you - hot and wet and needy. oh, man. he shouldn’t be so good at oral. it makes him absolutely insufferable when you cum from just his tongue.

you kinda don’t mind though.

“eh, well. somethin’ ‘bout you throwing a knife into a guy’s forehead from fifty paces does it for me. maybe Red is a bad influence.”

“I fuckin’ better be!” Wade announces, before going back to put his mouth to better use.

“perverts,” you say, affectionately, as Logan grins and slips his hands up under your suit. and just like that, there’s that moan you weren’t able to stifle - it slips from your lips as Logan pinches your nipples into stiff peaks and Wade buries his face in you.

goddamn. you should go on more missions.

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mutuals this is us

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Watching Deadpool & wolverine with my parents so this will either reignite my fic writing or kill it dead forever

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like i'm sorry but we as a fandom have to stay firm on our anti-AI values. we cannot suddenly start giving AI a pass when it's something we "want to see" like destiel kisses. it's not suddenly fine. we're not going to start using AI to make fanfic scenes come to life or audio AI to make characters "say" stuff we want to hear. you have GOT to be firm on your anti-AI stance. if you start making exceptions then suddenly anything will fly. fandom is for real art and creations made by real people. no AI fanfics. no AI art. no AI rendered "bonus" scenes. no AI audio. none of it has a place here.