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Blanket

logan howlett x fem!reader - fluff, short blurb, cute, no y/n used, no reader description

You use Logan as your blanket.

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You shivered, tossing and turning beneath the sheets, your body restless despite the quiet of the night. The mattress dipped slightly as you shifted again, the cold seeping in despite the warmth of the room. Logan stirred beside you, his sleep clearly interrupted by your movements.

“Can you stop moving?” he grunted, his voice thick with sleep, his brow furrowing slightly. He was sprawled out on his back, half the covers kicked off, his chest bare and rising and falling with each deep breath.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, rolling onto your side, trying to get comfortable, but it was no use. Your mind was still spinning, your body still too awake, too cold. “I can’t sleep.”

Logan’s eyes fluttered open, the soft light from the moon outside casting a faint glow across the room. He blinked a few times, then turned his head to glance at you, his usual gruffness softened by the haze of sleep.

“Why not?” he asked, his voice low, a little rough around the edges.

You let out a quiet sigh, curling further into yourself. “I don’t know. I’m just... cold, I guess. And restless.”

Logan shifted beside you, his arm brushing yours as he adjusted the covers over himself, though it didn’t seem to help either of you. He let out a heavy breath, clearly not thrilled at being woken up, but there was something softer in his tone when he spoke again. “Come here.”

You blinked, turning your head to look at him. “What?”

Logan sighed as if he had to spell it out for you. “Come here,” he repeated, more gently this time. “You’re tossing around like a damn fish. Might as well make yourself comfortable.”

For a moment, you hesitated. Logan wasn’t exactly known for being a “cuddler,” and he didn’t usually offer more than a gruff arm over your waist when you shared the bed. Tonight, there was something different in his tone, something that made your chest warm despite the cold air.

You scooted closer, inching your way toward him, feeling the heat from his body as you moved. “Can I...?” You didn’t even finish the question, feeling a little silly for asking.

Logan gave you a sleepy smirk, his eyes still half-lidded but amused. “Just get over here,” he muttered, though his voice held none of its usual edge.

Before you could second-guess it, he reached over and tugged you closer, pulling you right up against him with a surprising gentleness. Instead of the usual arm-over-waist position, Logan shifted again, this time laying his head against your stomach, his arm draped across your side as if he was using you as his personal pillow. His warmth radiated through the thin fabric of your shirt, the weight of his head resting comfortably against you.

You blinked, a little surprised by the shift in dynamics, but there was something undeniably calming about it. Logan, the man who always seemed to be brimming with restless energy and tension, had melted into a state of quiet comfort as he lay on you, his head nestled on your stomach like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You’re a human blanket,” you teased, though your voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

Logan grunted, his eyes already half-closed again. “I’m warmer than you, so quit complaining.”

You smiled despite yourself, your fingers instinctively drifting into his hair, running through the messy strands. His body relaxed further at the touch, his breathing evening out, and for the first time that night, the restless energy in the air seemed to dissipate.

As you stroked his hair, you couldn’t help but marvel at the quiet intimacy of the moment. Logan was laying on you like he didn’t have a care in the world, his weight a comforting presence that grounded you. The feel of his chest rising and falling against you, the steady warmth of his skin—it was all so soothing, so simple, and yet it felt like so much more.

The tension in your own body slowly ebbed away, the warmth of him lulling you into a sense of calm you hadn’t realized you needed. The room was silent, save for the soft sound of his breathing, and you could feel your eyes growing heavy, the weight of sleep finally pulling you in.

“Logan?” you murmured, your voice already thick with exhaustion.

He hummed in response, too tired to form words, but the slight tightening of his arm around you was enough of an answer.

“Thanks,” you whispered, the warmth in your chest spreading as you let your eyes drift shut.

Logan’s response was little more than a sleepy grunt, but you felt the soft brush of his lips against your side—barely a touch, but enough to send a flutter through your heart.

Within minutes, the rhythm of Logan’s breathing grew slow and deep, the warmth of his body wrapping around you like a cocoon. You let yourself sink into the feeling, the weight of him on you grounding you in a way you hadn’t expected.

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My bearded dragon is fascinated by the falling snow outside. He keeps going to the window to stare at it. He woke up from brumating to look at the snow.

He’s a desert species smh what does he want to do with snow...

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i can not get over how perfectly he landed. how did he do this

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The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) dir. Brian Henson

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Merry Christmas!!! I hope you all have a great day!! 🫶🏼

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The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) dir. Brian Henson

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from baby kermit's christmas (1988)

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my favourite christmas movie 🎄

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The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) dir. Brian Henson

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Did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion?