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Sucking ex bf Logan’s dick and him being desperate for reader while she’s doing it head cannons?

A/N: ex-boyfriend!logan, cocky!logan, whiny!logan, 21+ f!reader, oral m!receiving, just filth

ex-boyfriend!logan easily makes his way through the crowd at the bar towards you, your back is turned to him so he can see the way your skinny jeans cling to your thighs and ass, his hand finds its way to the small on your back and your body tenses up, “it’s me, princess,” he whispers against the shell of your ear

you turn to look up at him, and you hate how attractive he looks with his half buttoned shirt exposing the white undershirt straining against his toned chest, “why am i not surprised?” you say with a little bit of a teasing tone and it amuses him

“you seem to be in a good mood,” logan leans down and presses a light kiss to the base of your neck, a shudder runs down your body and it makes him smirk, “you here with anybody tonight, baby?” he asks, slowly kissing his way up to your earlobe

“would it matter to you?” you ask, unaware of how you subtly tilt your head to give him more access, but he notices and he possessively grips onto your waist and pulls you into him, “logan,” you warn, aware of how it must look to be getting your neck sucked on

ex-boyfriend!logan chuckles darkly against your neck and pulls you with him as he moves, “come on,” he whispers, taking you by the waist and guiding you to the back alley exit, your breath appears in front of you as he pins you to the wall and licks on your neck

“you smell so good,” he growls, his hand already picking your thigh up and guiding your leg around his hips, “i’m gonna fucking eat you alive, princess,” his words send a chill through your body as he grinds desperately against you, his hand tangled in your hair

and you get an urge that you’ve only ever gotten with him in the past, the urge to please, to break down his cocky demeanor in a way that only you have been able to do, “let me go first,” you whisper against his ear and you can feel his cock twitch on your lower belly, logan pulls back to look down at you

“yeah?” he asks with a half-amused, half-yearning tone and you bite your lip softly, looking at him through your eyelashes as you undo his belt buckle, “princess, you don’t have to,” he whispers - logan doesn’t like you on your knees, he’s always believed he should be the one on his knees for you

you ignore him, squatting down against the brick wall, perched on your heels, and slowly peel back his jeans, lowering them just enough to let his cock to spring out, he’s always so hard around you, his tip swollen and leaking, you press a soft kiss on him before you softly lick at the slit on his head

“fuck,” logan hisses at the feeling, his hands are pressed flat against the wall, willing himself to be still as you take him into your mouth inch by inch, “baby, i wanna cum inside you,” he groans as your cheeks hollow around his length and you swallow his tip, “please, let me fuck you the way you like,”

ex-boyfriend!logan loves a good blowjob, but there’s nothing that gets him off more than when he’s inside you, watching your face as he wrecks your cunt, but every so often, he’ll let you hold some power over him, let you break him down to his most vulnerable

“mm-mm,” you hum, your fingers hooking into the belt loops of his pants as you keep him steady and suck him off until he’s begging, groaning, asking you to let him return the favor because it feels so good when your mouth is around him, “this is all you get from me tonight, lo, just enjoy it,”

and logan swears loudly, his low grunts echoing in the empty alleyway while you gag and swallow his length sitting on your pretty heels, slobbering around him and drooling onto your cleavage exposed by your low cut top and he growls your name, jolting slightly in anticipation to his release

and when he shoots his load down your throat, logan caresses your hair softly before bringing you to your feet and kissing you sloppily, licking your saliva mixed with his cum off your chin and sucking your own drool off the top of your breasts while you gasp from the lewd action, “my car’s out front,”

“i’m n-not going home with you,” you manage through short breaths and logan tenses against your body, “i meant it, this is it,” you tell him and he sighs while pulling back and looking down at you, his grip on your neck and hair tightens slightly, “logan,” you warn and he nods, kissing you one last time

“i guess i’ll just owe you one, huh, princess?” he says with a smirk and a glint of mischief in his darkened green eyes that tell you he more than plans to pay you back in full and you only nod because there’s no use saying it won’t happen - somehow it always does

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Agatha All Along I Maiden Mother Crone

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yes!!! sexual teasing!!! i’m sorry i should have clarified

Oh yeah, I can do that.

Poor little thing, he coos, knuckle deep in your cunt. You hiccup with every move, the wet slap of his fingers loud against the four walls of your kitchen. He’s got you balanced against the countertop, legs dangling as he stands between them and plays with your aching cunt. In and out, in and out.

It’s hard to focus like this, when you’re so aroused all you can think about is Logan and his two fingers massaging your insides. Even air stops becoming a priority, a deep inhale only achieved when Logan reminds you to breathe doll in that low voice of his.

This is the third time, you remember, hands buried into his shirt. Maybe he’ll let you cum, you hope.

And just as he did the last two times, he dashed your hopes away when he stops.

Right between the purgatory that lies between heaven and hell, that precarious edge right between bliss and frustration. You desperately rock yourself against his digits only to be stilled with a hand against your hip.

“No movin’ princess, you know the rules.”

You cry into his shoulder, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as you let out a pathetic little whimper. “Please lemme cum, please, s’not fair—“

“What’s not fair darling?” He asks, scissoring his fingers inside your velvet walls. The action makes your thighs tense up, head falls into his neck as you beg him for more, anything.

“Just wanna take my time, play with my favorite girl for a bit,” he murmurs, right into your ear. “I’m allowed to do that, ain’t I?”

You’re tired—you’re desperate. You’re not sure how much more you can take, but at the same time you know you can’t live without him so you nod your head yes when he asks, gasping when his fingers pick up speed.

With his free hand he tilts your head up, marveling at your lust-glazed eyes, how your head lolls to the side when his fingertips press against your g-spot over and over. The desire written on your face, immediately followed by your weak attempts to push him away as his fingers plunge into your wanting heat. I can’t, I can’t, you repeat, but yet you spread your legs further apart when he thumbs against your clit—a juxtaposition that has him rubbing your sensitive nub in little circles.

“My pretty baby, should see yourself right now, you look beautiful when you’re whiny,” he breathes, and it’s at that moment you let out one of those same noises he loves so much, fanning the fuel to the fire that is Logan’s desire.

“Say, think you’ve got one more in you?”

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I have always known This Road is cruel and wild I bury my own heart Here with you, my child If one be gone, we carry on But every mile I go With every bend Beyond the end Your mother loves you so

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Omg can we get like under the influence reader/insert? Like they’re either high or drunk and just super flirty/touchy with Logan who usually sees them/her reserved and respectful but he’s throughly entertained 🤭❤️✨ love your work!!

Sorry it's taken me so long 😭😭😭 I hope you enjoy babes!!!

Logan's never seen you anything but serious, composed, sober.

That's why he's beyond shocked when, during a celebratory evening, he finds you a little drunk, a little high as you laugh and talk with Jean and Storm, Scott listening in.

You look so free, so unaware of yourself. You’re usually a little more careful about how you cary yourself, and he’s enjoying seeing you so careless.

“What’re you all up to?” he asks, taking a seat beside you on the floor.

You smile at him. “Well, if it isn’t Mr. Frown Face. Here.” You hold a beer out to him. “Let loose. You scare the younger students with that frown, y’know?”

He chuckles. “I do not.”

“Yeah, you do. You scare most of us, really,” you tell him, playfully poking his cheek. “You're so mean, so angry. But we still love you,” you add, leaning a head on his shoulder.

He glances around at the others. They're all exchanging knowing looks. Logan feels flustered and a little uncomfortable. Do they all know how he feels about you? Is it that obvious? He's tried so hard to hide it…

“You're full of shit, bub,” he teases, pushing a strand of hair away from your face.

“Am not. Maybe you should learn to have more fun, Lo,” you say.

“More fun?”

“Yeah. Hang out with us. Drink a little, smoke a little. We'll have fun.” You lean a little closer and quietly say, “Maybe someday it should be just us two having fun…”

Taken aback, Logan blushes. He laughs to brush it off, but the thought plants itself in his mind. He's definitely going to take you up on that later.

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imagine being a vampire w a nice dark apartment and a cushy remote job plus a little nighttime doordashing to make ends meet and then your tags expire and u cant go to get them renewed bcs the dmv isn't open after dark rn so u figure you'll wait until winter to get it done but then the apartment complex has ur car towed bcs of the expired tags and u cant go get it bcs the lot isnt open after dark so they keep charging you until u simply cant afford to get it back anyway. so now you cant doordash anymore and on top of that youre having to pay for an uber every time you go out to hunt and it adds up fast and your job isnt really covering it so you look for a second job but they all want you to come interview in person during the daytime. and eventually u miss too many rent payments and late fees and your apartment management evicts you and u cant even show up to court to fight it bcs it is obviously also during the day. and the cops come and open your door and the sunlight streams in and you just burn up to a crisp right before their eyes.

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Power looks good on you. // Honey, everything looks good on me.

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Imagine Logan dating/married to reader who’s always wearing some kind of lip product. Lipsticks, glosses, chapsticks in multiple colors and flavors all sit in a drawer, organized neatly, for her to choose one to wear every single day.

Because of this, Logan is always walking around with either a color faintly staining his lips, just a bit of extra shine or some glitter on them, or a slight taste that gets stuck from all the kisses he steals from reader. The moment he sees her applying something onto her lips in the morning, he’s quick to step next to her, holding her face so gently with his rough hands so he can press multiple pecks against her lips. “Looks great, bub” he whispers with his gruff voice in between the many kisses.

By the time he’s finished, she has to apply another layer of whatever she had on before to make it look even again while Logan goes on with his usual morning routine. He does notice the staining but leaves it there, after all, it will reappear anyway during the day.

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Kathryn Hahn really is the captain of the Agathario ship and I love that for her.

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agatha: you want straight answers? ask a straight lady.

billy trying to emulate her: i’m the QUEER-ent :D

agatha: it’s cringe when you do it.

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does anyone else remember being terrorized every single commercial break by the madagascar 3 trailer on every single cartoon channel in 2011-2012

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ROMAN HOLIDAY (1953) dir. William Wyler

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I think about 70s Logan and reader going on a road I think about them listening to country music and bands like Fleetwood Mac I think about them stopping to a gas station for gas and Logan in desperate need of cigars and reader wanting a Coca Cola I think about Logan driving with those sun glasses of his with the windows down and the readers hair everywhere pls write something about this 😔😔

ughhhh this is so good

you and 70s!logan on a road trip humming along to the radio

your feet are up and hanging out the window as he drives the two of you down the barren desert road

logan taps to the beat of each song on the steering wheel

you stop for gas & road trip essentials at a gas station with one of those old coca cola signs out front (yk the ones…..)

when he’s done pumping his gas and you’ve retrieved your much needed coke and snacks, he pushes his aviators up and gets back into the driver’s seat

a particular song comes on and knowing it’s your favorite, logan speeds up a little, your messy hair flying in the wind as you sing along. he just smiles and glances over at you every few seconds, finding you absolutely adorable