#Logan is a confused cute mess

[comically-callous]

Can I request headcanons for Kurt, Remy, Logan, and Wade finding out that his gn s/o has never dated anyone else before him please?

X-Men requests YAYYYYY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!!!!!! 🤸🏃🤸🏃🤸🏃🤸🏃🤸🏃

Wade, Logan, Remy, and Kurt with a s/o who hasn’t dated anyone other than them!! <3

Warnings!: cursing ig, reader is referred to as pretty (I consider that gender neutral, but wanted to put it here just in case), and that’s it!

A/n: Want them all ngl 😞 If it wasn’t already clear, I’m delighted to have my first X-Men request. And I also really like this prompt (definitely not because I can relate to it. Haha, shut up). Also, requests: OPEN 💜

Wade:

He straight up thinks you’re lying when you first tell him. He even laughs because he’s convinced you’re just messing with him.

But, then he realizes you’re not laughing and he’s like “Oh, shit. Really?”

He’ll apologize for laughing and probably say some shit like “Sorry, I just didn’t realize a smoke show like you was capable of being single”

And he means it. He was fully under the impression that you’d been on more than a few dates because you’re HOT

Definitely teases you about it. “Is that why your hands were so sweaty on our first date?”

Don’t be afraid to (playfully) smack him.

Despite all of the teasing, he makes sure to let you know that it doesn’t bother him. In fact, he thinks it’s cute

He’ll say that you’re “new to dating” even if the two of you have been dating for years

Starts calling you a rookie. And he ends up saying it so much that it just becomes one of the many pet names he has for you

And, yeah. When you’re not around he’s probably giggling and kicking his feet over how he’s your first boyfriend 🤭

Logan:

When you first tell him, he just looks at you for a second, not saying anything before going “You’re serious?”

“And you decided I’d be a good first pick?” He says it like he’s teasing, but, in reality, it does confuse him a bit.

Like, wouldn’t you want someone sweet and kind for your first relationship? Not a grumpy, old guy with knife hands???

Nonetheless, he’s grateful (and even honored) to be given the title of your first boyfriend

He doesn’t make a huge deal out of it. He’ll occasionally bring it up, maybe ask a question or two about it. But, it doesn’t really change anything about your relationship.

Or, at least, that’s what you think for a while.

One night, he returns from a long mission and he crawls into bed next to you, and you think he’s just gonna immediately go to sleep like he does every time he comes back from a mission. But, then he mumbles something.

“I wish I’d had someone like you as my first.”

And before you can even process it, he’s asleep.

You ask him about it in the morning and he says he doesn’t remember saying it. You can decide whether or not you think he’s lying.

Remy:

You tell him that you want to tell him something, and he can tell you’re nervous about it.

“What’s got you so nervous, chère? You know Gambit don’t judge nobody. ‘Specially not you.”

And you confess to him that you’ve never dated anyone and he’s like. “Oh. That’s it?”

He doesn’t mean to sound apathetic. He was just expecting something bad.

He asks you to clarify what you mean by “not dating anyone before him” because he thinks he somehow misunderstood you

“You telling me no one ever tried to get with a pretty thing like you?” And then he smirks. “Or were you just ignorin’ all of ‘em till Gambit came round?”

He also teases you about it from time to time. Makes little comments about how he’s your first.

But, it’s just because he loves it.

He often thinks about how he’s the only guy who’s gotten to take you on dates and do all this romantic stuff with you

“Don’t no one else know what they missing out on….”

Kurt:

He doesn’t even try to hide his surprise. He can’t.

“I’m really your first? But, how? You are so beautiful!” He’s just upfront with why he thinks it’s absurd.

He needs to hear it a few more times before he finally accepts it. And that’s when he starts getting giddy.

“I am your first lover?” He grins. “I like that, I think.”

And now everyone has to know. Sorry.

He will gladly go around and tell people that he’s your “first love” (as he likes to say). Is it usually embarrassing for you? Yes. But, it’s Kurt. So, it’s okay.

So, yeah. You definitely don’t have to worry about whether or not he minds it.

Of course, now he has to ask a bunch of questions about it too.

“So, was the first date you’ve ever had with me?” If you say yes, he smiles before asking. “Was it good?” Like he doesn’t already know the answer.

He’s just over the moon that he was the first person that you really fell in love with. And he wants you and everyone around you to know how happy he is with you.

[housepartyprotocol]

Mystery man

Logan Sargeant x Piastri!Reader

summary: Oscar's sister has a mystery man

(a/n: its short and sweet, its not my favourite but I'm getting back in)

Masterlist / TipJar

ynpiastri

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ynpiastri Alexa play a generic song about loving your hometown

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oscarpiastri omg you went back home, why did you tell me

ynpiastri why would I tell you, you don’t live here … hattiepiastri She told me ynpiastri Yeah because you live here! oscarpiastri woww hattiepiastri move home , England doesn’t love you like we love you

yourbsf I ask you one question about mystery man and you fly across the world away from me

ynpiastri the motherland was calling me yourbsf you ran hattiepiastri myster man ?? ynpiastri oops sorry on a plane home again

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri To monaco thank you for a P2. To my sister thank you for spending the entire weekend showing my crew my baby photos. That was hugely appreciated (I hate you)

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user omg which sister

user I think YN user Which on is YN I get confused?! user YN is the oldest of his 4 younger sisters user thank you ! <3

ynpiastri You’re welcome mr ‘I’m a car’

oscarpiastri I despise you ynpiastri I love you too big brother x

logansargeant they get better each time I see them

oscarpiastri you saW THEM TOO? logansargeant yn showed me the whole album oscarpiastri I’m dead

user I want to see baby Oscar!,

ynpiastri hold on I’ll post them soon oscarpiastri waIT

ynpiastri

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ynpiastri Me FT baby older brother and logie

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oscarpiastri take this down

ynpiastri why oscar, you’re so cute logansargeant why oscar, you’re so cute oscarpiastri no take it down i’ll tell mum ynpiastri mum is in my likes, she’s not going to do anything oscarpiastri bully

yourbsf you look angelic

ynpiastri why thank you lovely yourbsf so who is mystery man hattiepiastri who is mystery man sis ynpiastri nope no man

user you look amazing

user how does she know logan?

user she met him through oscar

yourbsf

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yourbsf On and off the grind. Waiting for YN to stop giggling at her phone

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ynpiastri i was not giggling

yourbsf no sorry, you weren't yourbsf you were heavily flustered ynpiastri objection your honor

hattiepiastri who is he sis

ynpiastri there is no one yourbsf hattie, please help

logansargeant

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logansargeant A classic Piastri-Sargent mess around

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user not the new girl reference!

user they are such a cute couple user i dont think they are dating, they are just friends user they would be cute oscarpiastri no

ynpiastri we slay

logansargeant i draw the line at slay ynpiastri not a slay

oscarpiastri wow replacing me

logansargeant always ynpiastri always, the better piastri hattiepiastri hey! ynpiastri sorry sorry, but oscar sucks

user logan and the pUPPY

ynpiastri

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ynpiastri Grind, Pose, Logan

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logansargeant this is horrific why

ynpiastri its cute user i love yn using her feed for just intermittent mugshots of oscar and logan ynpiastri isn't it just amazing

user what is she studying?

user fashion marketing i think user oh thats so cool user she must be so creative and smart liked by logansargeant

yourbsf friday 9pm. you & me. talk

ynpiastri omg why am i scared ynpiastri mum? help? yourbsf we are talking about mystery man oscarpiastri hmm hattiepiastri facetime me in

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Madien win with celebrations. Not celebrating when I accidently found out news I did not want to hear

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user aww thats so cute is that him and lily

user noo lily wasnt there user yn, his sister, was....

ynpiastri take that down before hattie sees

hattiepiastri YN!!! oscarpiastri too late ynpiastri heyyy hattiepiastri Oscar, you know who mystery man is?? oscarpiastri Yup, how much is this information worth to you

logansargeant Oscar not you exposing your sister

oscarpiastri I have exposed no relationship. Just threatened user this is the best sibiling interaction user i live for this

yourbsf you lied!

ynpiastri no i just spun the truth yourbsf ynnnnnnnn oscarpiastri talk to me

ynpiastri

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ynpiastri Siblings amirite. oh and a hot man

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yourbsf this is one unhinged caption and soft launch

ynpiastri so i succeeded yourbsf i love that you are soft-launching a relationship that I know, that Oscar knows and also your entire family ynpiastri is it a soft launch when you consider how long I've been planning this oscarpiastri wait, How LONG?!

hattiepiastri no because congrats

hattiepiastri it makes sense yourbsf it does

user is that logan?

user you are so crazy for that (i think it is) user piastri-logan taken to a new level liked by logansargeant

yourbsf

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yourbsf fashion school photo dump

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ynpiastri its a love hate relationship

yourbsf it is a tough relationship ynpiastri we love the pain

hattiepiastri i need you see you guys

ynpiastri we'll see you soon hattiepiastri hows your mans ynpiastri ill debrief you outside of a comment section

logansargeant

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logansargeant Piastri-Sargent mess around, but its revealed I'm mystery man and i love this piastri variant

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ynpiastri not you spoiling my soft launch plan

ynpiastri I had a whole photo album for it logansargeant I am so sorry sweetheart ynpiastri you are forgiven lovely oscarpiastri gag, get it off my feed user omg hard launch of the century user it is perfect

oscarpiastri actutally thank you for just getting your silly slow reveal over with because i would not have kept that secret for long

ynpiastri have some self control user oscar is so relatable logansargeant you are welcome, brother-in-law oscarpiastri nope absolutely not logansargeant you are welcome, soon to be brother-in-law

hattiepiastri awww so cute

ynpiastri ikrrr oscarpiastri hmm i’m feeling protective ynpiastri there’s a lot you don’t wanna know oscarpiastri ew hattiepiastri ew logansargeant ew ynpiastri logie? logansargeant i just wanted to fit in

ynpiastri

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ynpiastri finally i can post my man. 1 year baby

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yourbsf a YEAR?

yourbsf betrayal ynpiastri nooo don't leave me yourbsf next starbucks is on you ynpiastri deal

oscarpiastri logan. 1 year. you've been dating my sister for a year

logansargeant doing more than dating ynpiastri LOGAN oscarpiastri dead man hattiepiastri dead man

user aww they are so perfect

user piastri-sargent, the perfect pair

logansargeant i love you pookie

ynpiastri poooookie!! user omg oscarpiastri i am deactivating my account

[lizziesangel]

LOGAN HOWLETT - misunderstanding

x FEM!reader - MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: based on this request

WORD COUNT: 668

GENRE: little teeny tiny angst to fluff

CONTENT WARNING: soft!logan and i hate this sm

logan’s claws slid out with a distinct metallic sound, and he let out a low growl.

“for the last time, wade, i am not in the mood!” he barked, his gruff voice echoing through the corridor. he didn’t need to turn around to know it was deadpool—he could smell the obnoxious mercenary a mile away.

wade, of course, didn’t stop. he leaned against the doorframe, his red and black suit barely containing the sheer chaos of his personality.

“oh, come on, logan! lighten up, big guy. you’re like a grumpy cat with knives for hands. and just think—if you kill me, i’ll just come back! fun for everyone!” wade quipped, twirling one of his katanas like it was a baton.

“stay the hell away from me!” logan snapped, his claws retracting as he stomped away, only to find another mutant—probably jubilee—snickering behind a corner. it had been like this all morning: relentless teasing, poking, and general nonsense.

by the time he reached the kitchen, his patience was thinner than the ice wade probably wanted him to walk on. the smell of coffee offered a brief promise of peace, but his mood was far from salvageable.

and then you walked in, all warm smiles and sleepy eyes.

before you could even greet logan, he whipped around, his brows furrowed in frustration.

“for the love of—what now? can’t you people just leave me the hell alone for five seconds?” he roared, his deep voice booming in the small space.

the words cut through the air like his claws, and your face immediately fell. you hadn’t done anything—hadn’t even been awake for the chaos that morning—but his tone hit like a slap.

you nodded and turned on your heel and hurried out of the room. you weren’t angry or sad, just very confused.

his chest heaved as the words lingered, their weight settling uncomfortably in his gut. logan hadn’t even processed who he was yelling at until you were gone.

“ah, damn,” he muttered under his breath, rubbing a hand down his face.

wade popped his head into the kitchen, holding a finger up like a mockingly dramatic teacher.

“first rule of relationships, wolvermean: don’t yell at the cute one,” he said with a sing-song tone.

“get out before i break your neck,” logan grunted.

without another word, he stalked down the hallway, following the faint sound of your retreating footsteps. logan found you in your room, curled up on the bed with your back to the door. he knocked softly, the sound a stark contrast to the yelling from earlier.

“darlin’,” he called, his tone significantly softer than before.

you didn’t answer, and his chest tightened.

“look, i… i didn’t mean to yell at you. i thought you were one of those idiots tryin’ to mess with me again.” he leaned against the doorframe, his voice low and gruff. “i’m sorry.”

still, no answer.

logan sighed, stepping into the room. he sat carefully on the edge of the bed, not wanting to push you further away.

“i’ve just been… on edge this mornin’, but that ain’t an excuse.” his hand hovered over your shoulder, hesitant. “please look at me?”

you finally turned, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears. the sight nearly broke him.

“you scared me,” you admitted quietly, and logan felt his heart twist.

“i know, sweetheart. i’m sorry,” he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. “i’ll make it up to you, i swear. just… don’t stay mad at me too long, alright? i can’t take it.”

you bit your lip, the sincerity in his expression making it hard to stay upset. “you’re lucky i like you.”

a small smirk tugged at his lips. “i am. i know it.”

he pulled you into his arms, holding you close as if to physically shield you from any further hurt—even if it came from him.

“next time, yell at wade,” you murmured against his chest.

logan chuckled softly, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. “i will.”

“that’s a promise.”

[nymphoniah]

Ooh if you're taking requests, Can I request a Logan Howlett x reader smut?, Reader pranks Logan by telling him that she's on her period and that it will last 2 weeks, to which he actually believes her. However Logan eventually catches on to her lie and he goes absolutely feral by ripping her clothes off and punishing her while saying "You kept my pussy away from me, how dare you"

white lie | logan howlett

pairing: old man!logan x afab!reader

AN: ohmygodddd!! someone needs to restrain meee. i can see pussy starved!logan being super selfish when it comes to your cunt. practically abuses it—he does it just to spite you, for making him wait to taste you. chat i NEEED him.

content/tags: NSFW (18+), minors DNI. old man!logan, period comfort, porn with plot, p in v sex, spit as lube, pet names (sweetheart, doll, etc.) a little bit of mean!logan, missionary, doggy style, fingering, daddy kink, breeding kink, creampie

it's been a while since you started taking birth control, almost about a year or so. despite the name of the medication, you initially took the pill to fix your hormonal imbalances. at first, your periods were irregular, and extremely painful, and of course, logan would do anything to help alleviate the pain.

he wasn't really one for domesticity, but that’s something that you changed that about him.

how could he ever refuse to take care of a sweet little thing like you?

logan would pamper you, refuse for you to get out from bed whenever the week of your period came. you wanted a cup of water? don't move, he'll be right back with a glass. you didn't want it with ice? logan profusely apologies, and returns back to your side with lukewarm temperature water.

sure, these things seem menial, but seeing logan's brooding figure rush around the apartment, struggling to find your heating pad that you use for cramps; his brain scrambling over how it was safe to throw something like that in the microwave. it brought a smile to your face, and seeing you happy was the only thing he wanted.

and of course, you didn't mind the additional benefits that came with taking your medication.

the two of you fucked like rabbits. logan absolutely took advantage of the fact that you were on birth control; and though he didn’t admit it, it was clear he had some sort of breeding kink.

and it became apparent when you played a “prank” on him—a lighthearted joke that you made that he took the wrong way

“such a shitty day,” you groan, rubbing your eyes haphazardly. you unbutton your unbearably tight top, slouching into the worn down couch of your tiny apartment.

“what’s wrong, bub?” logan chirps, joining alongside you, his hands working at your thighs. “let me help you, doll.”

you sigh and lean your head further back into the cushions, feeling dizzy even at the slightest movement. “feels like i’m gonna start my period soon…”

his head tilts to the side, his hand now gripping at your legs instead of massaging them. “thought you’re still on it though,” he trails off, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“shit, i forgot to tell you when my period was over,” you answer with genuine concern. “my periods are still irregular, thought you’d already know.”

‘fuck’ logan thought to himself, his hands moving upwards to play with the hem of your pencil skirt. you’re still in your office attire—tights, kitten heels, a lacy tank top hidden underneath your button up, the whole ordeal.

“should’ve told me sooner, sweetheart,” logan growls into your ear, hands roaming your body

and before you know it, you’re bent over the kitchen counter, stripped down to nothing but your skirt, ass up and on display for his viewing pleasure.

with the pop of his claws, he ruins your cute little skirt, ripping it off of your ass with ease, the ripped fabric discarded to the side.

he makes sure to not mess up your panties though, his rough hands pulling the soaked fabric down your legs. he pockets them, shoving them into one of the pockets of his leather jacket.

“naughty girl,” logan chuckles to himself, watching at how your hole twitched around nothing, cunt absolutely soaked with your own arousal. “don’t even ‘hafta get you ready…”

he slips his cock out from his jeans, the flushed head of his tip already leaking; he's been waiting for this, a week too long.

he pumps himself a couple times, smearing the precum over his tip with his thumb. before lining himself up against you, he makes sure to tease you—after all, you did make him wait.

logan harshly slaps his dick against your cunt, making you whimper out his name. "bet you're fuckin' mad at yourself, huh doll?" his voice low, "being so forgetful..."

the shame was too much, all you can do is whine in response. "starved not only me, but yourself of your old man's dick," he lets out a tsk, and without warning, sheathes himself in you.

"shit! logan, im sorry" you cry, feeling yourself clench around him, missing the way he stretched out your cunt.

“gonna stuff you with my cum, darlin’. and you’re taking fuckin’ all. of. it.” he grunted out, emphasizing the last of his words with the deep thrust of his hips.

you could only respond with a feverish whine, “need you so bad, logan”, your fingernails clawing at his back to ground yourself as he pounds into you relentlessly.

“how fuckin’ dare you whine for my cock-,” he hisses out, warm breath tickling the shell of your ear, “you kept this tight little pussy away from me,” he spat out, his voice sounding bitter.

“can’t believe you made me wait for this, darlin’” he spat out with disdain, his thrusts getting sloppier. “you’re gonna have to beg for it.”

your bottom lip is swollen from your constant nibbling—which was considered a bad habit to logan, the tic stifling your moans which he gravely desired to hear.

his hand clenches at your jaw, parting your lips, your cheeks squished together. a small whimper escapes your lips at the action. he inches his face closer to you and his hazel eyes bore into yours.

“gonna stuff you so much, you’re not gonna ‘hafta worry about your period anymore, sweetheart,” he snarls out, his grip getting tighter.

your mind goes fuzzy, and the only thing you could think about is him finishing inside you, painting your velvety walls white.

you were whining at the top of your lungs, babbling incoherently. mouth agape, logan’s hand wrapped tightly around your neck, you can barely manage to let out any words. ‘s-sorry, i know i’ve been bad,’ m’sorry daddy… shouldn’t have lied…’

logan smirks at your moans, recognizing how much of a mess you are. content with your pleading, he releases the grip on your neck, his fingertips now tracing down your torso, making their way down to your hips.

“gonna breed this tight pussy,” he grunts, his rough hands gripping at your love handles, using them as leverage to pound into you deeper.

“she’s gonna keep all my cum in there, right doll?” he asks tantalizingly, his eyes locked onto your cunt, admiring the way your hole twitches perfectly around his dick, gripping him like a vice.

you can only moan in response, breath hitching with every deep thrust of his cock. it’s too much for you to handle, the pain you’re experiencing slowly turning into pleasure.

logan reluctantly slips out of you; manhandling you, he hastily flips you around. he spits directly onto your clit, and it’s a sinful sight—a thin strand saliva connecting from his bottom lip to your clit, and your pupils dilate at the view.

his fingers adeptly working at the swollen bundle of nerves, continuing his rhythmic thrusts—it’s all too much for you.

“feels s’good,” you cry out, your body a twitching mess beneath him. your fingernails dig at his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks against his skin, and soon after, you’re chasing your own release.

your hips move against your own will, attempting to match his pace—but it’s no use. he brutally pistons his hips into yours, intoxicated by your cunt, greedily sucking him in, and how unwilling she was to let his cock go.

“be a good girl n’ take it, baby,” he hisses between gritted teeth, pumping himself a couple more times before he finishes. he lets out a primal growl as thick ropes of cum fill your insides, your gummy walls milking him dry.

he keeps himself sheathed inside of you, ensuring that you were stuffed full of his cum. “need to make sure she takes…” logan murmurs, his thumb lazily rubbing at your clit.

even as his cock resides deep in your cunt. the mixture of your arousal and his manages to slip out. “such a pretty little cunt,” he says in awe, “fuckin’ perfect.”

the schlick of him pulling his cock out filled the room, making you whine in need, already missing how well logan filled you.

before you knew it, he swept you up off your feet, moving you from the kitchen back to the living room couch, placing you down gently knowing how sore you must’ve been—from your period cramps and the onslaught he had on your cunt.

you’re still naked, body out on display for his viewing pleasure. logan hungrily watches as your cunt continues to ooze out with his cum, a smirk forming across his face showing that he’s content with the “work” he’s done.

“took my dick like a champ, kid,” he chuckles out, pressing a kiss to the temple of your head.

“next time, tell me when your period’s over, doll.” he adds, punctuating his words with a playful slap to your ass.

[urdreamydoodles]

X-Men x Reader x Reader's Dog

How they handle your relationship with your dog

The return of Mr. Pickles! Eight famous X-men—interact with both you, their partner, and your small, not-so-bright dog, Mr. Pickles.

Characters: Logan Howlett, Scott Summers, Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Ororo Munroe, Jean Grey, Bobby Drake & Hank McCoy

Logan (Wolverine):

- At first, Logan tries to act like Mr. Pickles is just a nuisance, but deep down, he softens over time, despite his gruff exterior. He often complains about the dog taking up his side of the bed or chewing on his boots, but you’ve caught him scratching behind Mr. Pickles’ ears when he thinks you’re not looking.

- Logan is fiercely protective of you, and surprisingly, that extends to Mr. Pickles. The little dog may not be much of a fighter, but if anyone messes with him, Logan’s claws come out faster than they can blink. It’s as if he’s adopted Mr. Pickles as part of your pack.

- Despite pretending he doesn’t care, Logan has saved Mr. Pickles from various ridiculous situations—like getting stuck under the couch or chasing squirrels out into traffic. He’ll grumble, “Damn dog’s more trouble than he’s worth,” but the affection in his voice gives him away.

Scott Summers (Cyclops):

- Scott takes Mr. Pickles very seriously—possibly too seriously. He’ll come home from missions and ask, “How’s the dog?” like Mr. Pickles is a critical member of the team. He’s even tried to train Mr. Pickles on basic commands like “stay” and “come,” though the results are… mixed.

- He appreciates how happy Mr. Pickles makes you, so he’ll go the extra mile to include the dog in your daily lives. He’s tried setting a strict feeding schedule, making sure Mr. Pickles gets enough exercise, and even reading up on dog nutrition. But when Mr. Pickles inevitably gets into trouble, Scott sighs and takes it all in stride.

- Scott’s a bit more traditional, so he sometimes doesn’t quite get why you treat Mr. Pickles like a child. However, he’ll indulge you, helping pick out little outfits for Mr. Pickles and occasionally taking him on walks when you’re busy. Though he won’t admit it, he’s grown attached to the tiny dog, even if it’s not something he’ll openly discuss with the other X-Men.

Remy LeBeau (Gambit):

- Remy finds Mr. Pickles absolutely hilarious. He’s charmed by how ridiculously small and clueless the dog is, often playfully teasing Mr. Pickles but in a good-natured way. He loves calling the dog “Petit Cornichon” (Little Pickle) in his thick Cajun accent, laughing every time Mr. Pickles stumbles into something.

- Unlike Scott, Remy has no problem treating Mr. Pickles like your child. He’ll humor you completely, offering to babysit whenever you need, and he’s the type to sneak Mr. Pickles little treats when you’re not looking. The two of them have formed an odd friendship, with Mr. Pickles following Remy around despite his jokes.

- Remy uses Mr. Pickles as a tool for romance, often bringing the dog into moments where he tries to charm you. He’ll set up cute dates for you with Mr. Pickles in tow, and there’s no shortage of times where you’ve found him holding the dog while dramatically proclaiming, “Cher, I would protect this lil’ fluff as fiercely as I protect you.”

Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler):

- Kurt adores Mr. Pickles, even if the dog doesn’t quite understand how to react to his teleportation skills. He’s very gentle and sweet with the dog, often calling him “Kleiner Hund” (little dog) and being patient whenever Mr. Pickles gets confused.

- Kurt is used to people treating him differently because of his appearance, so he’s extra compassionate toward Mr. Pickles, who sometimes gets lost in his own little world. He’ll often try to engage Mr. Pickles in games or tricks, even if the dog just ends up looking confused.

- As your partner, Kurt loves how much you dote on Mr. Pickles and supports your attachment wholeheartedly. He’s the type to pray for the dog’s health during quiet moments and genuinely treats Mr. Pickles like a small blessing in both of your lives. Sometimes, Kurt even takes Mr. Pickles on little teleportation adventures, ensuring the dog’s well-being in a way only he could.

Ororo Munroe (Storm):

- Ororo finds Mr. Pickles absolutely endearing, though she initially worries about such a small dog in a world of superpowers and chaos. She uses her abilities to protect him from the weather, ensuring that he never gets caught in a storm or drenched by rain. Mr. Pickles might not understand why it never rains on him, but Ororo quietly smiles every time.

- She treats your relationship with Mr. Pickles with grace and understanding, recognizing how much joy he brings into your life. Ororo will often sit with Mr. Pickles on her lap while you’re relaxing together, gently stroking his fur as if he were a delicate creature of nature.

- Mr. Pickles, unsurprisingly, adores Ororo. Despite his limited intelligence, he follows her around like a little shadow. Ororo sometimes teases you, saying, “It seems I have another loyal follower,” while lifting the tiny dog into her arms with a soft laugh.

Jean Grey:

- Jean thinks Mr. Pickles is cute but also amusingly oblivious. She’s used to minds being complex and full of emotions, but Mr. Pickles’ thoughts are simple—mostly consisting of food, naps, and chasing after random things. She can’t help but smile every time she picks up on his scattered little thoughts.

- She’s supportive of your attachment to Mr. Pickles and thinks it’s sweet that you treat him like your child. Sometimes, she’ll help you by telepathically calming the dog when he’s overly excited or confused. She finds it adorable how deeply you care for him and appreciates how he adds a lighthearted dynamic to your relationship.

- Occasionally, Jean will make Mr. Pickles do something funny, like fetch you a flower or bark on command, using her telekinesis. You’ll burst out laughing when you realize she’s behind it, and Jean will simply shrug with a knowing smile, saying, “I thought he needed a little guidance.”

Bobby Drake (Iceman):

- Bobby thinks Mr. Pickles is absolutely hilarious. He’s constantly cracking jokes about how Mr. Pickles looks like a walking snowball, and the dog’s obliviousness only adds fuel to Bobby’s comedic fire. “How does a dog with no brain cells survive in this world?” he’ll laugh as Mr. Pickles runs into a wall.

- Despite the teasing, Bobby has a soft spot for Mr. Pickles. He’s made tiny ice toys for the dog to play with and has even built a little ice fort for him to run around in. Bobby’s playful nature means he’s always finding new ways to entertain both you and the dog, keeping the mood light and fun.

- Bobby likes to use Mr. Pickles as an icebreaker (pun intended) in your relationship. Whether it’s suggesting a “doggy playdate” or bringing Mr. Pickles to an impromptu snowball fight, Bobby manages to incorporate the dog into every moment, making your bond with him even more entertaining.

Hank McCoy (Beast):

- Hank is incredibly curious about Mr. Pickles. He’s fascinated by the dog’s behaviors, even if Mr. Pickles doesn’t seem to have the sharpest instincts. Hank might overanalyze Mr. Pickles’ every move, muttering things like, “It’s truly remarkable how such a small brain can direct such complex behaviors.”

- While Hank is used to more intellectual pursuits, he indulges you when it comes to your love for Mr. Pickles. He’ll read up on dog care, create homemade nutritious treats, and even design little gadgets to keep the dog entertained when you’re away. He approaches it scientifically but with genuine affection, wanting the best for your “child.”

- Hank secretly enjoys Mr. Pickles’ company. He often finds himself absentmindedly petting the dog while reading a book or working on an experiment, the small creature bringing a sense of calm to Hank’s otherwise busy mind. You’ll occasionally catch Hank trying to teach Mr. Pickles new tricks, though the results are questionable at best.

[pedroshotwifey]

what about a drabble about a first date with logan who's trying so so hard to have manners and be a gentleman but he's nervous and keeps messing up and its so adorable and cute????? of course reader tells him to chill out and be his normal fucking self because that's who she likes. I felt so bad for him in a clip that's circulating on tiktok where someone says to him that he's not the kind of guy they'd take home bc that's only for good guys

Okay so I loved this so much and then I got excited ab writing Logan and it turned into more of a fic than a drabble, but here it is 😭

First time writing him so I hope it sounds alright! I did use a little something from the recent movie to add a bit of oomph to the ending. Again, thank you much for this request, it's so cute 🥰

Just realized I made it an f!reader insert, but if you want to message me, I can easily switch some things around and repost if you want a diff reader!

The Right Guy

Pairing: f!reader x Logan/Wolverine

W/C: 1.1k

Fluff/diet angst, Just a few F bombs here, nothing bad (they told me absolutely no coke)

******

You scold yourself as you check the small watch on your wrist for the tenth time in ten minutes. In your defense, the time is absolutely crawling by. Logan should be here for your first date in about five minutes, and you’re nervous as hell.

You’ve been crushing on him since you were hired at the mansion a few months ago, so since he asked you out a week ago, your stomach has been constantly swarmed by butterflies. He’s sweet, funny, carefree, but mature—and not to mention sexy as hell. You really don’t want to mess this up. 

Lucky for you, it seems that he feels the same. He tends to be a little more nervous around you, his blush more prominent when you tease him. It both comforts you and gives you confidence. He seems to genuinely like you for who you are. 

Because of that, you decided to wear your favorite dress for your date. He told you he’d be taking you to a restaurant, but didn’t get specific, so it was honestly the safest choice anyway. It’s one of those that could be casual just as easily as it could be fancy. A few well-selected pieces of jewelry can make a world of difference, after all. 

You glance in the mirror, and then back at your watch. It’s right as the long hand makes a round to signify that it’s two before seven that you hear a sharp knock at your door. You jump up from your seat, slightly startled. If anyone had been in the room with you, you'd probably be embarrassed. 

Thankfully, since you’re home alone, you ignore the scare and head for your front door. You take one more deep breath and pull on the knob to reveal your handsome date. You look Logan up and down, expecting his usual outfit—blue jeans, a white shirt, and either his leather or jean jacket. What you get instead, is a suit. You have to make a physical effort to not show your confusion. Okay, maybe you expected a nicer shirt or something—ironed jeans if he really wanted to go crazy—but a suit? 

“Oh, hey!” Unfortunately, it’s a bit harder to keep the confusion out of your voice. Don’t get it wrong, it’s nice of him to try to dress up for you, and he does look very nice, but he doesn’t look like Logan. Your eyes catch on his hair—the usual tufts you love so much look to be somewhat flattened by a gel. 

It’s while you’re distracted by this that he reveals a hidden hand holding a bouquet of flowers—your favorite, actually. So why do you feel almost…disappointed? No, that can’t be it. It’s so cute that he’s putting all this effort in for you, but you really just want the normal Logan.

“Oh, wow,” you say, trying to shake off whatever this strange feeling is. “Thank you, Logan.” 

You carefully accept the flowers and step aside to let him inside while you put them in water. It’s strange that he hasn’t said anything else yet. Wait, should you say something? No, he usually says something. There’s usually a joke cracked by now. It’s weird that he’s not, right? Ugh, maybe it’s you being weird? The awkward tension between the two of you is suffocating.

You’re almost disoriented with your overthinking as you move about your kitchen, pulling down a vase to fill with tap water. Logan, of course, notices. 

He softly clears his throat. “Everything alright?”

You set the vase down on your island and look at him, lips pursed. Should you say something? Well shit, he probably sees something wrong by now—you’re staring at him like you want to say something. Damn it. 

You open your mouth and close it again. How do you even say what you want to say though? 

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” you lie. Right to his face. 

You smile and walk back to him, trying your best to ignore the expression on his face. Great, now you’re being weird, too. Why the fuck is this weird? 

You breathe out as you close and lock your door, mentally prepping yourself for what you’re really hoping will be a good date. Logan’s waiting for you next to his—

Car? 

Where the fuck is his bike? 

Whatever—it doesn’t matter, it’s fine. Everything’s fine. It’s probably just in the shop or something. 

You give him a tight-lipped smile as you walk to the vehicle, and he opens the passenger door for you. You slide into the seat and wait for him to shut the door before exhaling again. This is all very sweet, but you’ve got to say something. 

You stare at him as he gets into the driver’s seat. Again, he notices. There’s a thick, momentary silence.

“Look, bub, whatever it is, I—”

“You’re not acting like you,” you blurt. 

He stares at you for a second, but you’re pretty sure he knows exactly what you’re saying. You’re pretty sure that’s exactly what he’s trying to do. 

“Logan, you don’t have to put on this show for me,” you say as gently as you can, though it comes out maybe a tad aggravated.

He lets out a slow exhale through his nose and closes his eyes for a blink. You feel bad pointing it out, but there’s no way you can go through a whole date with this stiff act. He opens his eyes back and you offer him a sympathetic smile, your hand reaching out to cup his jaw. He leans into your touch, his own hand coming to envelop yours. 

“I want to go on a date with the Logan I already know, with his bike, and his blue jeans—you move your hand to his hair, messing it up enough to loosen the gel hold—and his crazy ass looking hair.” 

He huffs a laugh, looking at you with tired eyes. You understand how much he must have stressed over all the little details he put in for you. 

“It was very sweet of you to do all this, but you don’t need to perform for me, Lo.” 

He nods slowly, taking a moment to think over everything. “It’s been a long time since I took a chance with somebody,” he confesses, his gruff voice holding an emotion that makes your heart ache for him. “I wanted to be the right guy for you.” 

Your stomach flips. “Logan, you are the right guy for me. You’re always the right guy.” 

Before he can say anything else, you lean forward and plant a kiss on his lips. Surprise halts him for a second, but he’s quick after to reciprocate, his lips moving slowly but passionately with yours. One of his large hands snakes behind you to cup the back of your neck, the other gently tilting your chin. 

You kiss until you’re out of breath, and when you pull away, you let out an airy laugh. Despite the suit, he looks like your Logan again. Wild hair, wild eyes, pink in his cheeks. 

“C’mon, Romeo,” you tease. “Let’s get that damn jacket off and order a pizza and beer.” 

[loganspillowprincess]

✨️✨️✨️Ramble Time!✨️✨️✨️

Okay, so I imagine Wade having a switch and playing animal crossing on it.

His island is a chaotic mess, weeds, flowers, and random items everywhere.

I also imagine Wade showing Logan Animal Crossing and Logan actually wanting to get into the game because of the villagers.

Wade's first villager will be Cherry and will be one his island forever! (He loves her too much)

Logan's first time playing Animal Crossing, he'd be confused and a grouch about it at first, but as he figures things out, he begins to enjoy it. Logan's island is more on the neater side but has some unfinished builds cause he's planning on doing something cute (probably with Wade)

Logan's first villager will be Wolfgang!

Logan would mostly attract the rare villagers, which causes Wade to get a bit jealous.

And, finally, Logan would definitely try to get all of the wolf villagers

✨️✨️✨️Ramble Time Over!~✨️✨️✨️

[justevelynnnn]

Eyebrowz

A/N: Okay, so I just got this idea from seeing the first gif on Pinterest and I got to thinking…what if Wade thought Logan’s eyebrow raise thing was funny and wanted to see him do it on purpose?

Warnings: A sprinkle of profanity but that’s it

Wade started to notice Logan doing the “eyebrow thing” as they spent more time living together.

“You have such…interesting eyebrows..” Wade trailed off staring at him. Logan would just turn to look at Wade and still do it but obviously even more confused.

Wade would notice it would happen when Logan was deep in thought or just confused. And the more confused, the higher the arch.

He started confusing and messing with Logan on purpose.

One day, he decided to use younger generation lingo just to trip this 200 year old man up.

“Okay, so, then I told Al, you’re so skibidi toilet rizz, no cap! And she was like, “oh, Wade you’re so lit!” And thennnn, I was like, “really? bet.” ” Wade smiled widely.

Logan sat his mug of coffee down and arched his eyebrow AND cocked his head to the side. “Wade…what the fucking fuck are you saying?”

“You’re being so not mindful or demure right now.” Wade deadpanned suddenly, getting very “serious” and Logan tilted his head even more.

It took everything in Wade to not bust out laughing. The head tilting was new.

Another day, Wade introduced social media to Logan. YouTube, Instagram, Snapchat… all of this wildly confused 200 year old Logan.

“And this, is TikTok!”

Wade scrolled a bit on TikTok showing Logan the current funny trends and dances. Again, an eyebrow raise as Logan tried to comprehend what the hell he was looking at.

The next day, Wade was watching tv and watched as Logan accidentally stubbed his toe and grunted in pain. He almost got up to help him when he saw he was doing the eyebrow thing again! That’s when Wade realized he did it sometimes when he got hurt too.

Eventually, Al and Laura caught on to this and called Wade out. They are not fun at parties, Wade concluded in his head.

Logan was pissed off, of course, when he learned Wade was messing with him for fun and just to see him confused but like always he couldn’t stay mad at him for long. And Wade being Wade just ended up coming up with sneakier ways to see Logan pulls his iconic eyebrow raise or simple tilt his head in confusion. He honestly just found it all kind of amusing.

Kinda cute too.

[oliviaischillin1204]

tickletober day 18- "tickle fight"

word count: 4,509 words

welcome to day 18 my friends!! this is a recursive fic (meaning a fic based on another fic) so i've gone ahead and linked the original story under the cut- you def don't have to read the og fic before this one, although i do recommend it bc i love it to absolute death and it's soooo cute jdfgdhj. also please don't @ the author abt this fic, just be respectful please, thank youuuu!

Once upon a time a very silly thing happened, and now all of the Sides were friends again. If that seems like an oversimplification, well, Patton sometimes felt that way too.

Of course, nothing about that whole situation- Roman, Remus, Virgil, and Janus being turned into children, with Logan and Patton having to take on the role of parents as they desperately tried to make everything go back to normal- had felt simple in the slightest while it was actually happening. But now that it was all over, after so many confessions, secrets, and long-overdue apologies had been shared, it was honestly surprising how easily the six of them had gotten used to acting like a family.

For example, tonight they were all sitting together on their absolutely massive couch, which was just big enough for all six of them to sit side-by-side with only minor squeezing (which none of them really minded, hence why no one had suggested they get a bigger couch yet). Roman and Remus had worked together to create it-- it was kinda cute, how much they now tried to collaborate on even the most minor of creations.

A movie was on the TV, but honestly, none of them were paying attention to it. Roman and Virgil were holding hands and murmuring lowly to each other, giving each other soft, shy looks as if they were completely alone; Janus and Remus were attempting to throw popcorn into each others mouths, too busy laughing to even notice how loud they were being; and Patton and Logan, each sitting on opposite ends of the couch, were overlooking the entire soft scene with unbelievable fondness.

Every now and then they would catch each other's eyes over the heads of the children-- the other Sides! Not children!-- and smile, tired and fondly exasperated at the others' antics. It was funny how comfortable and familiar the new dynamics around the Mind Palace already were; with Logan by his side, and the others all getting along for the first time in a very long while, Patton felt like this was exactly how things were meant to be.

Suddenly there was a small noise of confusion right next to him. He turned to find Remus holding a popcorn kernel in his hand.

"Uh, ex-cuse me," he said, leaning forward and holding the kernel up threateningly. "Which one of you nerdy prince wannabes threw this at me?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Roman replied in a haughty voice. "Did you find that distracting? Having someone throw something at your head while you're trying to enjoy a movie?"

Remus cackled. "I didn't throw a darn thing at you, brother mine. I would never." He finished his sentence with a sickly sweetness, batting his eyelashes.

"Oh, so it wasn't you? What about all of this?" Roman gestured to the blanket he and Virgil had been sharing, which was now covered in popcorn crumbs and kernels.

Remus shrugged, grabbing another handful and popping it in his mouth cheerfully. "Don't know what to tell you, Princey. Maybe Pop-Goes-The-Emo needs to learn how to eat without making a mess."

"Maybe you need to learn how to aim," Virgil shot back. "I don't see how you keep missing Janus' mouth, considering how big it is-"

"Excuse me?" Janus replied, jostling Virgil with his elbow. "Why am I getting dragged into this now? I did nothing wrong."

"You started it!"

"No, Remus started it."

"I knew it!"

"Oh, bite me, you-"

"That's enough, now," Logan interjected, just as Patton was opening his mouth to do the same. A moment of worry seemed to pass over the four Sides causing mischief, but luckily Logan softened his tone and his expression as he continued, "I suspect that this is all in good fun, but I would like to check if anyone is upset about anything that's been said. We can easily pause the film if anyone wants to discuss any crossed boundaries with the jokes."

Virgil wiggled a little on the couch. "Aw, come on, Logan..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, does talking about feelings embarrass you?" Logan replied, making Patton bite his lip to avoid snickering. "Because I think it's rather more important that everyone here feels loved and respected."

Janus scoffed and fiddled with his pajama set. "Of course, because we're so good at respecting one another."

"We do respect you," Patton replied, making Janus flush from the earnestness. "I know that after everything we've been through, we all respect each other, even if showing that respect is a work in progress. But the one thing that never changes is how much we love each other. I love you all so much!"

"Thank you, Patton," Roman droned; he too looked a little embarrassed, but his voice was good-natured. "And I apologize for anything I've said here that was uncouth. It was all intended in good fun."

"Same," Virgil said. "Sorry, Jan. About the thing I said about your mouth."

"Well, I suppose if I must accept your apology..." Janus replied. Logan fixed him with a stern look, and he huffed. "Yes, of course, you're forgiven, Virgil. And I'm sorry as well. Even though I literally don't think I did anything wrong."

"Sorry for being so silly! Can't help it!" Remus chirped. "Don't need any apologies, though. None of this actually pissed me off or anything."

"That's good," Logan replied. "Because you are definitely cleaning up your popcorn mess after the movie is over."

Remus gaped as the others burst into laughter. His lips turned into a dangerous pout, flopping back into the sofa and crossing his arms.

"Aw, come on, Remus," Patton chimed in. "I'll even help you do it! We'll get it all cleaned up in a jiffy!"

"Blah, blah, blah," he muttered, looking for all the world like a toddler put in time out.

It was all on instinct, really; Patton saw a grumpy child, and he knew what to do to fix it.

Before he could stop himself, Patton's hand made a claw shape and he vibrated his fingers directly into Remus' side.

The result was immediate, and extremely loud-- Remus shrieked, launching forward in an involuntary attempt to get away from Patton's squeezing hand. He tumbled forward and landed on the ground, scurrying backwards as he panted from the shock.

"Jesus fucking Christ and all his dick-ciples, Patton, why?" he asked, voice high and shrieky.

Patton was very aware of how all of the Sides were looking at them-- both in shock at Remus' outburst of laughter, and to see how Patton would react to his language-- but Patton didn't care. Something warm and familiar was rising in his chest, and he smiled lovingly down at Remus.

"What, you think I don't remember how to cheer you up?"

There was a beat, and then everyone else had a brief moment of fond embarrassment as they realized what Patton was talking about. They didn't talk about it much, about how Patton and Logan had taken care of them all when they had magically transformed into children, but it was never forgotten, even though the rest of the Sides (including Logan) still found the whole experience a bit awkward.

Patton turned to the others on the couch, his smile growing as they squirmed. "Come on, don't you all remember?"

He had only meant to keep teasing them, but at that moment Virgil's eyes widened to the size of quarters, and without further ado he shot up from the couch as well, jostling Janus at the same time and making the snake Side fall against Patton.

"No, I know that look, and I'm not doing this," Virgil insisted as he stepped to the other side of the room. But his eyes were bright, his cheeks were getting flushed, and there was a smile on his face that was obviously becoming harder to hide.

Patton bit his lip. "Oh, you don't wanna do this? That's alright-- what about you, Janny?"

And with that, Patton reached down and grabbed Janus as best as he could around the waist, curling him into the crook of his arm and mercilessly tickling his stomach with one hand.

"Wait wait wa-ait!" Janus gasped, hands shooting down in a desperate attempt to pry Patton's away from him. "Nnnno, Patton, this is ridiculoussss ahahahahaha! Nohohoho!"

"Aw, Janus remembers!" Patton cheered. A nervous giggle forced its way out of Remus' mouth, still on the floor as he watched his boyfriend getting tickled. Roman narrowed his eyes.

"Look what you've started," he accused, pointing a finger at his brother. "Patton's never gonna let go of this now!"

"Oh, piss off, Pissy!" Remus snapped back, a manic smirk on his face. "You started it, throwing popcorn at my head!"

"You're right," Roman said. "I should've thrown the bowl."

Remus gasped, affronted, and before he could stop himself he reached out to grab Roman's ankle with one hand, his other hand clawing down the sole of Roman's foot with reckless abandon.

Roman made a noise in between a gasp and a squawk. "No!"

He yanked his foot back, but miscalculated, and suddenly he felt rather than heard Logan's breath get knocked out of him as Roman's knee collided with the logical side's chest. Roman flushed a little; he didn't realize he'd been leaning so far into Logan's side.

"Sorry, Logan--!" His voice was cut off with a small squeak by Logan suddenly wrapping his hands around Roman's calf, holding his leg in place.

"Where are your manners, Roman?" he asked. His face looked normal, but his voice was laced with something that made Roman want to giggle just hearing it. "I believe you owe me an apology."

"I already di-ihihhid!" Poor Roman couldn't even finish his sentence before Logan started squeezing all over his trapped leg, from the back of his calf to just above his knee to the soft squishy parts of his thigh. Now both his and Janus' laughter filled the room, along with Remus' delighted giggles as he watched from the floor. Virgil was still standing in the corner, tugging on his hoodie sleeves and failing to hide his shy smile.

Remus narrowed his eyes at the emo Side. "You're just gonna hide out in the corner like a scaredy-cat, huh, Vee?"

"Fuck off," Virgil snapped back, but the effect was lost with how flustered he sounded. "You're not getting t- you're just sitting there, too!"

"I'm not just sitting here!" Remus shot back, scrambling to his feet and facing Virgil with a Cheshire smile. "I'm saving my boyfriend!"

With that, he lunged to Virgil, managing to grab the anxious Side even as he hissed and jerked away from Remus' grasp. Remus tightened his arms to hold Virgil against his chest, and dragged him over to Patton's side of the sofa.

"Special delivery!" he announced. "Care to swap a snake for a spider, Patty Cake?"

"Plehehehease!" Janus squealed, giggling like crazy

"Hm," Patton mused, smiling up at Virgil, "normally spiders scare me, but I think that one looks like a real cutie pie!"

"Patton- fuck off, Remus!" Virgil shrieked; Remus pushed him forward into Patton's lap, and as soon as Patton released Janus to catch Virgil, Remus was yanking Janus onto his feet and dragging him back across the room toward the safe spot. Still giggling, Janus gripped Remus' arm to stay upright as he caught his breath.

"Thank you, darling."

Remus preened and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Anything for my boo!"

"Ja-nus!" Virgil said. "You traitor- ahahahahaha!" His words were lost as Patton began haphazardly squeezing his sides and stomach, his large hands moving too quickly for Virgil to block.

"Plehehehehease!" Roman squealed; he'd tried to crawl away from Logan, but it was hard with how the logical side was rapidly switching between pinching his thigh and his stomach. He pointed a wobbly finger at his twin. "Rehehehemus!"

"Sorry bro-bro, but I ain't coming anywhere near you right now," Remus replied. "Someone else is gonna have to save you!"

Roman shook his head, forcing his laughter down just long enough to yell, "Logan get Remus!"

Logan chuckled lowly. "Oh, interesting. You think it's Remus' turn?"

Roman nodded desperately. Logan cast his eyes up to Remus and Janus, holding hands with nervous, giddy smiles on their faces.

"Hmm..." Logan said. All of a sudden he released Roman and stood up from the couch in one fell swoop. He wasn't much taller than Remus or Janus, but the way he rolled his shoulders and stretched made them feel very small.

"Remus, come here," he said simply.

"No!"

Logan took one step forward. "Remus..."

"Fuck no!" Remus stepped backwards, dragging Janus along with him.

"Come here-" was all Logan could get out before the chase began. Remus darted around the couch, Janus giggling madly in his wake, and Logan followed with an uncharacteristic playfulness.

Roman, catching his breath, managed to point and laugh as Remus ran. "Your turn, Dukey!"

"Fuck off!" Remus shrieked. Suddenly his heels dug into the floor, yanking Janus to a stop; Logan had reversed direction, and was now coming towards them head on. The two of them screamed, both in fear and delight, and darted in the opposite direction.

"Come on, Professor!" Roman called like a sports spectator. "You can catch them! Go for Janus first!"

"Excuse me?" Janus gasped. He paused just long enough in his running to flick Roman's ear.

"Hey!"

"Haha, nice!" Remus crowed. "Good job, babe!"

"Be nice, Janus..." Logan called. He managed to get close enough a few times to trail his hand across Janus' back, making the snake Side yelp every time.

"Nope, I'm out!" he called, yanking his hand out of Remus' grasp. He immediately stepped to the side, out of Logan's reach; lucky for him, the logical Side seemed dead set on catching Remus now, and they continued to run and duck around the furniture.

"Woah!" Patton said when Remus accidentally jostled his legs as they ran by. "Careful, kiddos!"

"Pahahaton," Virgil groaned. His face was dark and there was an adorable dimple on his cheek that just made Patton wanna coo. "We're not-- not kids!"

For a moment, Patton slowed his squeezing tickles as he readjusted Virgil, nearly pulling the other Side on his lap.

"Wanna know a secret?"

Virgil looked up at him, confused, and squeaked as Patton leaned his head down.

"You're always gonna be my kiddos, Virgey," he whispered in Virgil's ear. Virgil's blush couldn't get any hotter, especially when Patton began snuffling all over Virgil's neck and ears.

"Nahahaha!" he whined, feet banging on the floor. "Hehehehelp!"

He leaned his head against the back of the sofa just in time to catch Janus' eye as he continued to move in wary circles around the room.

"Jan!" he squealed. "Plehehease!"

Janus looked at his brother's face and softened like a wet tissue.

"Patton, honestly," he said, moving forward to stand next to the couch, "I think this... mortifying experience has gone on long enough, don't you?"

Patton looked up at him as he continued to tickle Virgil's sides. "Nope!"

"Perhaps it's time we let this game come to a conclusion?"

Suddenly Roman was behind Janus. "Perhaps not." And with that, he pushed the snake side over the arm of the couch, making him fall face first directly into Patton's lap.

"That's for flicking my ear!"

Patton made a noise of delight that was barely audible with human hearing. "Oh, thank you for the gift, Roman!" He shifted in a way that implied years of practice until he was holding both Virgil and Janus on each of his legs. His arms wrapped around their midsections and began haphazardly tickling their tummies in unison.

One would think that Janus and Virgil were actually biological brothers, the way they both clutched Patton's arm and threw their heads back in laughter in the exact same way.

"Janny!" Remus cried, looking both delighted and affronted that his brother had pushed his boyfriend directly into Patton's tickle trap. His steps faltered, just for a moment, but that was all it took before Logan could grab him around the waist and drag him (not so gently) to the floor.

Logan smiled like a mad scientist who'd brought his creature back to life. "Got you."

"Wait wait wait wait fuck no--" was all he could get out before Logan dug into his stomach with rapidly vibrating claws. Remus screamed, feet drumming wildly on the floor as Logan tickled him to pieces.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuhuhuhuck!"

"Language," Logan chastised lightly, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening at all. "Everyone else has had a turn, Remus. This is only fair."

"I don't need a tuhuhuhurn! This is-- hehehey!"

Remus couldn't even finish his protests before another pair of hands made their way to his sides. His eyes shot open only to see the smirky, snarky face of his twin hovering above him.

"Oh, we could never leave you out of the fun, dearest brother of mine," he sang, squishing randomly on any part of Remus' torso that he could reach. "I thought you liked playing silly games?"

"Go easy on him, Roman," Patton called out; he'd mostly stopped tickling Virgil and Janus, and was now merely holding the two of them as they got their stray giggles out. "Don't hurt him!"

"Oh please, he loves this," Roman replied. Remus screeched in indignation.

"Bullpoopy!"

Roman raised an unimpressed eyebrow. He shot his hand underneath Remus' jaw to scratch his nails along his neck, and Remus squealed, head scrunching into his neck like a desperate turtle.

Logan let out a small laugh himself, slowing down his tickling as everyone watched Remus fall into the most helpless giggles any of them had ever heard.

"Oh, goodness," Patton whispered, clearly delighted. Virgil was outright snickering at his friend's demise, and Janus' was watching on with a hopelessly romantic expression on his face.

"This is what you get for starting it all!" Roman declared, every inch of him clearly full of mirth. Logan peered down at Remus' bright red face, and brushed a bit of hair back from his sweaty forehead.

"Is that a very ticklish spot, Remus?" he asked. "Don't be afraid to tell me. I'll merely keep a note of it for later."

Remus shook his head. "I-- I--"

Immediately, Logan and Patton made eye contact. Remus sounded more wheezy than he had a moment before.

Their mouths opened at the same time, but to their surprise Roman had already pulled his hands away, a worried twinge in his eyes as he watch Remus calm down.

"Are you okay?" he asked immediately. "Did I go to far?"

Remus coughed once, causing Virgil and Janus to look even closer with matching nervous frowns to see if he was okay.

"I..." Remus said slowly. "I'm..."

Silence, for a beat.

And then Remus attacked: sitting up, pushing Logan away, and body slamming Roman until he was flat on the ground, all in one swift move.

"I'm gonna get you, Ro-Bro," he hissed, and there was nothing but giddy joy in his voice as he began tickling his brother right back.

Everyone in the group jumped as Roman screamed, loud, at the surprise tickle attack. There was a scrabble of limbs as the twins wrestled, shouts of laughter filling the room and making everyone giggly again.

"Play nice, boys!" Patton called out. Remus looked up, his tongue poking out of the corner of his cheeky smile.

"Yes, Daddy!" he replied. The he immediately dove down and blue a raspberry against Roman's tummy. The other side shrieked yet again.

"That's not nihihihice!"

Remus cackled evilly, and Patton considered stepping in himself to give that stinker a taste of his own medicine, but before he could move someone else beat him to it: Virgil, who wiggled off Patton's lap and onto the floor, crawled over to the two wrestling Sides, and attacked Remus' ribs with a flurry of fingers.

The snort that Remus released cracked through the room, and now he was the one laying on the floor, writhing helplessly as Virgil attacked him.

"I got you, Princey," he called over the fray, smirking at his boyfriend as Roman caught his breath. "Now hurry up and help me finish him."

Roman grinned brightly. "With extreme pleasure."

He dove in as well, and between the two of them Remus was well and truly screwed, batting at the four hands that were now wrecking him from every side. He tried to give back what he was getting, but it was just too easy to overpower him.

Logan's chuckles were low, but Patton could hear them despite the noise in the room. The two locked eyes and shared a secret smile before Logan's eyes drifted over to Janus, still half-sitting on Patton's lap.

"What about you?" he called. "Don't you want to help Remus?"

"He got himself in that mess," Janus said, cheeks flushing again as he looked at the tickle fight in the middle of the room, "and I'll have nothing to do with it."

Like a horror movie jumpscare, Remus shoved his upper body towards the couch, making both Janus and Patton squeak with surprise.

"Yes you will!" he said between giggles, and before anyone else could react he grabbed Janus haphazardly and yanked him backwards, making them both tumble back onto the floor-- and into the middle of Roman and Virgil's tickle attack.

"Human shield!" Remus screamed. He locked his hands behind Janus' back, keeping his boyfriend trapped on top of him.

"Wait-- no! No, no, Remus, nohohohoho!"

But it was too late: Roman and Virgil took no time at all diving in to tickle Janus all over his back and sides as he shrieked and squealed and squirmed.

"Evil!" Janus shrieked, trying desperately to push off of Remus' chest. "No-- no kisses until you letmegohohoho!"

Virgil cooed, leaning closer to Janus' ear. "Aw, you don't wanna kiss your boyfriend? Sucks for you, Jan." He finished the statement with leaning over to press a kiss to Roman's cheek, causing their respective brothers to make noises of disgust.

"You're dissssssssssgusting!" Janus gasped through his laughter. He gathered his strength and shoved Roman away from his little brother, drilling his fingers into Roman's ribs as the other side fell back on his haunches.

"Nah-- ahaha-- no!" Roman gasped. He keeled forward, grinning and giggling against Remus' stomach. Virgil tried to reach forward to push Janus' hand off of Roman, only for Remus to easily grab the anxious side's wrist and hold his arm out for Janus' other hand to dive under with wiggling fingers.

Around and around and around it went-- hands and fingers and curses and teases and giggles flew. Roman blew breathless raspberries against Remus' tummy while Janus fought to keep his fingers vibrating wildly under Virgil's arm. In turn Virgil dove down to scrabble his nail's blindly against Janus' back, while Remus did the same on either side of Roman's neck. The peals of laughter rose and melded into one loud happy harmony, and it wasn't long before the four of them were breathless with giggles, tickling without even seeing who they were attacking.

It was messy, chaotic, and perfect. Just like their family.

Patton wasn't sure when things had started to slow down. All he knew was that there was a sudden drop in the volume of the twins laughter-- it seems they had finally tired themselves out, and were now panting heavily from their disheveled positions on the living room floor. Virgil's giggles still rang through the air, albeit less desperate and more happy than anything else, until Janus relented with one final squeeze to his brother's belly before he, too, flopped back to the floor.

There they lay, those four Sides, curled like pretzels in a giant puppy pile, catching their breath and letting their last few giggles peter out. Patton took the time to examine the room: furniture shoved out of place in the mad scrambles to escape the tickles, the couch cushions were pulled out and squashed against the floor, and there was popcorn everywhere. He made eyes with Logan, expecting to see that familiar chagrin he knew so well, but was instead greeted with a look of nose-wrinkled affection.

"Blankets?" he mouthed, and Patton grinned. He reached over and grabbed one of the blankets they'd been using on the couch, and without warning threw it over the four Sides on the floor.

"Ah!" Virgil yelped first; he was the only one who saw it coming, but that half-second warning wasn't enough to save him or the others from getting absolutely draped in the oversized blanket. "D-- Patton!"

"Hm?" Patton said, grabbing the other two blankets and flinging them on the pile with ease. "Can't hear you!"

Someone was giggling again from inside the pile, probably Remus. Janus emerged first, his hair adorably mussed.

"Patton. Why."

"You looked so comfy! I wanted to help!"

"You could've helped us off of the floor."

"Aw, but you looked so cute down there." Patton giggled, lightly kicking at Janus' shoulder, causing him to hiss with displeasure.

Logan gave a light laugh. "You all did just play a very strenuous game." He reached out and patted a random ankle that was sticking out of the pile; it jerked back in over-sensitive self defense, Roman's gasp of laughter giving away its identity.

"Remus started it," came his muffled response. Remus blew a raspberry, worming his way out from underneath the covers.

"Oh, please, I didn't do shit! It was Pattycake!"

"Yes, it was!" Patton said proudly. "And I'd do it again!" Without warning he slid himself onto the floor and grabbed Remus around the waist, holding the squawking Side in a tight hug.

"My little kiddos," he cooed, and yes he knew he was laying it on thick but that was part of the fun. "Having so much fun together! It makes Logan and I so happy when you all play so nicely, I'm very proud of you--"

"Fine okay enough!" Janus shrieked; Virgil was reduced to desperate hissing as Roman buried his face in his hands. Remus pretended to gag, but Patton could feel how tightly he was returning the hug.

"Alright," Logan said warmly, silencing the group. "Let's regroup. Roman, Janus, will you fix the pillows and blankets, please? Virgil and Remus, go get some more snacks-- preferably ones that won't make a mess when thrown."

Patton watched as the other Sides, with good-natured grumbling, began working together to get their movie night back on track. It made something heavy in his chest get a little bit lighter.

He started when he realized Logan had joined him back on the couch, this time sitting right next to him. The two locked eyes, unable and unwilling to stop the soft smiles growing on their faces. Logan fumbled for Patton's hand, and he turned it over so they could lock their fingers together.

It was just another silly day in the Mind Palace. And there were so many more to come.

[hearts4hughes]

“you wanted to talk?” “we don’t have to talk now. have fun on your date.” with jack Hughes ?

hurt - jack hughes

jack hughes x fem! reader

warnings: swearing, yelling, angst, let me know if i missed any :)

a/n: part 2 is here. also lmk if i messed up on grammar or spelling. hope you enjoy reading!

gif is not mine

it’s dumb to fall in love with your best friend, but then again, i’m not one to make smart decisions. jack hughes, my best friend, has been my crush since i met him. now i’m currently getting ready for a date with someone else, to get my mind off of him.

a knock on the door takes me back to reality. i walk over to the door and open it.

“jack?” surprised he was there, i invite him in.

“sorry for coming over unannounced, but i wanted to talk to you.” his confused eyes scan over my body and stop at my black minidress that clings to my body, “sorry um, are you going out?”

“actually, yes i am!” i say excitedly, “i’m going on a date with this cute boy i met at julianna’s party.”

jack’s jaw tightens and his eyes darken, but he only nods in response. he walks deeper into my apartment and plops down on my couch.

silence fills the room for a few moments before i decide to speak up, “you wanted to talk?”

“oh, um, yeah,” he trips over his words, looking for a good response. “we don’t have to talk now. have fun on your date.”

disappointment fills my face. i wish he would’ve confessed his love for me or something. “you can chill here until after my date and we can talk then, if you want.”

“no it’s ok, i was thinking of going out with the boys tonight.”

“but you wanted to talk to me?”

“it’s not important.” his words that are usually filled with joy and warmth, are cold and stern. my blood begins to boil as i’m starting to reach my breaking point.

“why did you come here, jack?”

“i don’t fucking know.” he stands up, raising his voice.

“no jack, you can’t do that!” pointing my finger at him, “you can’t come to my apartment without telling me, then yell at me!”

he stays silent.

placing my hands on top of my head, i let out a frustrated sigh. “get out.”

his face drops, “what?”

“get the hell out of my apartment.”

jack takes one more look at me and storms out the door, making sure to slam it. i want to break down, but i don’t. i just stand there. he’s such an asshole. he comes over for less than ten minutes and ruins my entire night.

not wanting him to stop me from having a good night, i finish getting ready and head out for my date.

it’s been an hour since my argument with jack and i’ve been at my date for about 30 minutes. the guy, logan, is very nice, but my mind isn’t in the right place.

“will you excuse me, i have to use the bathroom.” politely i excuse myself as i need to take a break.

opening the door to the bathroom, my phone vibrates.

from julianna: take a break from social media for the rest of today, please

to julianna: why?

from julianna: don’t worry about it. just please don’t my love

betraying her wishes, i go onto instagram. the first post to pop up is from an updating account dedicated to jack. when i click on the post, my heart drops. the post shows at least 5 images of jack at some club, making out with a beautiful blonde girl. tears start to swell in my eyes and i rush out of the bathroom.

logan notices the tears running down my face and starts to worry. before he can open his mouth, i cut him off, “i’m so sorry, but i have to leave.”

[cocoabubbelle-newblog]

SCOGUE-“Tember”(2024)

Day “7”: fun, unofficial follow-up to Day “5”

(Based on both my requested scenario for the lovely commission drawn by @lampofblob and a fun conversation with @withjust-a-bite !)

“O-oh dang! Scott, are ya okay?”

“…ow…”

“Ah’m s-sorry! Mah fool self didn’t knock ya down too hard, did Ah, Sugah?”

Scott groaned and shifted his awkward position on the pile of leaves that had cushioned their fall, blowing away a leaf that somehow made its way in his mouth. He didn’t know what Rogue was apologizing for. It was Evan and Kurt messing around during Logan’s training exercise that somehow caused that basketball to shoot like a cannonball into the forest. He and she had just been calmly walking and chatting when it zoomed straight towards him and her out of nowhere.

He had tried to get her out of range of the ball, but having blanked on trying to choose whether it was safer or faster to push or pull her out of the way, all he accomplished was clumsily holding her in place as the basketball collided with the back of his skull.

His shades had almost been knocked off, and Rogue’s gloved hands had frantically waved around either trying to catch them or check his head. The movement caused their legs to tangle, making them tumble onto the institute’s estate’s forest floor and send a flurry of multicolored leaves into the air.

Scott blinked his eyes slowly and groaned, but still tried to smile assuringly as he said, “U-ugh…don’t worry Rogue, I’m…”

His swimming vision focused somewhat, taking in the full view of the southern goth girl’s face.

“…”

He once overheard Kurt and Evan’s mostly harmless yet immature card scoring conversations of their three female friends and teammates (Kurt wanted to judge all four female occupants, but Evan drew the line at involving his aunt): Jean won the points relating to being the most lovely, while the adorable points were in Kitty’s favor.

All they managed to come up with to score for Rogue were factors contributing to what qualified her as most intimidating compared to the former two.

And well, yeah…Rogue might not have been as social as Jean or Kitty, but intimidating?

Gazing down at him—only a few inches away from his face and chest—with a worried, flustered expression, one hand nervously tucking a strand of her white-streaked hair behind her ear, Rogue looked far from intimidating.

In a daze, Scott unwittingly let his eyes wander:

Adorable dimpled chin, full lips, pronounced jawline and cheekbones, dark eyebrows and lashes…his eyes finally rested on Rogue’s eyes, which he always thought were strikingly light from the moment he ‘met’ her in that graveyard of Caldecott County, Mississippi.

“Scott?”

He had no idea why Kurt and Evan didn’t consider Rogue attractive.

In his opinion, Rogue was incredibly…

“…pretty…”

Even the soft sounds of the forest seemed to be in stunned silence after the word escaped him.

Both teens stared at each other, faces turning pale to pink to red in a manner of seconds.

“…huh?” Rogue squeaked out.

The normally level-headed team leader mentally scrambled for a save.

“P-p-pretty good! I’m pretty good! See?! No concussion, at least, hehe…”

He tried to raise his hand to gesture at his head, only for it to wobble in the air in a confused panic when it almost brushed against her hips.

That was their cue to jump apart, both babbling apologies as they scrambled to their feet while getting the leaves off of themselves.

“Ah really am sorry, Scott,” Rogue apologized again, trying to fix her hairstyle, trying not to look at Scott with their momentary closeness still causing warm flutters in her chest, trying to ignore how annoyingly cute he looked with the few leaves sticking out of his hair, trying not to think about how she almost misunderstood his ‘pretty’ comment while he wore a dazed expression from the hit to his head she almost mistook for wonder as he looked up at her in that moment.

Scott shook his head and managed a smile. “Don’t be. I was the ‘fool self’ that froze and caused us to fall in the first place.”

Rogue let out a soft laugh, relaxing a bit.

That didn’t stop them from avoiding each other’s gaze as Scott searched the messy piles of leaves for and picked up the rogue basketball.

They both walked back to where the others that were training were in awkward silence.

“Sco-“

“Ro-“

They both blushed. Scott gestured with the ball for her to go ahead, but she shook her head and nodded at him to speak first.

“…earlier…”

Rogue waited patiently while stepping one foot over a log.

“Yeah?”

“…did I bump my head again after all, or did I hear you call me ‘Sugar?’”

The goth girl tripped. Scott made a move to catch her, but she jumped away and righted herself while blushing as deep as the roses blooming in Ororo’s greenhouse.

Somebodyburyhernowplease!

She frantically tried to come up with an excuse for the cursed endearment that finally escaped out of her dreams and daydreams of him and out of her mouth for him to hear, but all she could manage was a feeble “A-ah, er, uh-uhm,” when—!

BAMF!!

Kurt poofed in between them, making them both jump from surprise.

“Hey! Sorry to interrupt, but haf you seen zi ball?” He asked, tail whipping excitedly. “Evan made an awezome—YOAWST?!”

Rogue, having never been happier for Kurt’s inconvenient interruptions, snatched the ball out of Scott’s hands and swung it like a deadly hammer at the blue-skinned german boy’s head, a glare adorning her face as she growled “Oh, Ah got yer ball, YA FURRY LIL’ GOBLIN!”

From a distance, Evan had no idea if Scott was chasing after Rogue to stop her or if he was joining her in her attempts to pummel Kurt. He decided too late that it was the latter when the fuzzy blue elf poofed closer to him and shouted in a panic to run for his life.

[safetycar-restart]

which of the littles do you think you is the most picky. Can be with food, clothes or other things

Lando: he is the most picky when it comes to food. He won't eat his vegetables or any kind of fish so you have to chase after him and try to give him vitamins candy and fish oil without him noticing

Charles: you must pick out his clothes and dress him otherwise he refuses to wear clothes and let's just say you can tell when you're there to dress him and when you're not. (Sorry but he's lucky he's cute because he has no style ) Also he is very specific when it comes to fabric.

Pierre: must have the same matching pacifier and bottle otherwise it will be hell tantrums and meltdowns continuously

Anon 🦇

I had a whole answer typed out and then tumblr randomly quitted on me 😭 but I will persevere because I love littlespace asks they’re so cute and so soft.

LITTLE!LANDO:

Yeah food is absolutely what he’s pickiest about. It’s also very confusing because he’s picky about different types of food depending on how young he’s regressed to? So you can’t just have a couple different safe foods stocked at home because his safe foods always change.

I also think that a little!Lando’s food tantrums are self imposed? Like he knows that because of his big job, he has a diet he’s supposed to try and follow and he knows that eating right is important.

Even though Lando has already decided when he was in an adult headspace to allow himself cheat on his diet in littlespace, little!Lando does not follow this. Little!Lando is so scared of messing things up that he’ll try to force himself to stick to the diet plan even when the food makes him gag.

LITTLE!CHARLES;

Yeah he’s VERY specific about clothes and fabric. In fact there’s even some clothes of yours that you can’t wear because he doesn’t like how they feel when he hugs you.

To be honest, the entire processing of dressing himself when he regresses is an overwhelming sensory nightmare for little!Charles that he simply can’t handle himself.

Cause when he regresses, he’s in his adult clothes. So he needs to change off out of them. So he needs to take them off. And that whole process is sensory hell. His adult clothes are so uncomfy and they have buttons and zippers and it’s so confusing and he can’t do it!! He’ll end up just hitting himself to try and get the clothes off and crying his little heart out cause he so uncomfy.

And if by some miracle he gets those clothes off, then there’s the issue of choosing little clothes. Does he need a y shirt or sweater? Shorts or pants? Diaper or undies? Does he need socks? And what colours should he choose? He doesn’t know!!! It’s always so much fun when you pick for him or choose two options for him to pick between. But he can’t choose himself!!

LITTLE!PIERRE:

The interesting thing about Pierre is that even though he doesn’t regress very often or very young, there a still very specific things that must be done in a very specific way. It’s the rituals that he’s picky about.

Like the matching pacifier and bottle. Not only must they match, but you must pick two sets and let him choose between those sets. Then you must place a kiss on the pacifier before giving to him and then you must fill the bottle with warm milk. It must be done in this order and this must be the first thing you do once he’s regressed.

If you change the order even slightly, he’ll be all teary and unsettled for the rest of the day.

LITTLE!LOGAN:

Honestly Logan is a very easy little. He’s so happy and loves cuddles and attention and isn’t particular about food or clothes or anything.

However, he’s very picky about other littles. He does not like play dates. Not one bit. The moment another little is there, it’s like your sweet boy gets replaced with a fussy demon from hell.

(Except Oscar, Oscar can come)

LITTLE!ARTHUR:

For you, Arthur is a dream. You have no idea why other caregivers struggle with him so much (lorenzo has literally had to leave the room multiple times while caring for little!arthur because he just couldn’t do it).

Arthur regresses very young and he requires a lot of care, which is perfectly fine when he’s with you. With you there’s not one thing he’s picky about. He’ll drink anything you give him, take any bottle, wear any clothes, go through diaper changes with a smile, never complain about naps, etc. He’s the best little ever for you.

For anyone else though? He’s an absolute nightmare who will do anything besides cry and hit and ask for you.

[murkystarlight]

DREAMZZZ SEASON2 (PART2) SPOILERS

Well. You know what that means...

*sigh*

Episode 11

The gold armory looks nice. But, Dreamzzz really has a habit of starting episodes randomly. For a split second I thought it was like.. episode12. Not 11. I thought I skipped something-

Inspector being worried-

Old men bantering. Always fun to watch.

For once, Royce said something right. How did you not notice Mateo wasn't the real Mateo!! Still confused of how it works

Oh cool. The Never Witch has her own special edition of barbie's dream house

Dressing for the occasion? Heck yeah! Whooo (the colors look a bit brighter or... some like that in this season. Is it just me?)

Also, Madeo. Your mom is weird. Stay safe. I mean.. seriously. Why does she love dates so much

Honestly- the crow with the house.. was kind of disappointing. The crow looks so... dull. The lego set makes it look SO cool

NOO!! Burrzerker!!!

Astrid and Logan are so frickin cute

Oh... so they aren't trapped forever. Only while they're dreaming...(why is he repeating so much?)

Crosshatch technique?? What's that- I want to know

Cooper is being creative people!! (Wich is a good thing. Yes. Improvement! But... already? I mean.. it's technically the middle of the second season. But if they keep releasing it half and half... it feels like they're two different seasons. Which brings my brain to believe, "how is Cooper getting his character arc during the very beginning and he barely shows up afterwards??" So... yeah. That's kind of a problem for me..)

Cooper's favorite animal is geese! Ah- he's getting more creative!! Look at him! LOOK AT HIMMMM (I'm very normal. Don't worry)

"Our dreams need to be wild and free so we feel inspired and creative during the day"

Exactly. Such wise words. Sad I don't dream

Nova and Sneak is back!! (And they seem to be getting more spotlight and story?? Omg- yes)

The incursion(Bernie) is adorable. Absolutely ADORABLE!!

The repeating stuff is getting annoying already-

Ah- Cooper bonding with the bot- baby voice- aughhh

Sneak:"You saying we can't handle watching a harmless little robot?"

"Pretty much"

"Yeah...[stammers]" (sneak is also very cute. We need to appreciate this very normal looking cat)

Logan has a lot of middle names-(but his real one is Nico apperantly? Nico?? For real??)

Astrid looks like she's going to be apart of the story(big time) too

Space(generic 1980s airbrush album cover) theme!!

"Your girlfriend is so cool"

"She's not my girlfriend!"

"Wait. Do you think she'd wanna be?"

(Look at these cuties-)

Fireworks!

"Ready?"

"If I'm going out, I'm going with a bang."

Fireworks!!

Team move! Whooo look at them go!

Nova: "I wonder what kind of robot he is"

Sneak: "the cute kind?"

You are absolutely right.

"Are we winning?"

"Nope-"

So... Cooper can make fireworks. But no technology. He can make a moving sculpture. But no tech related stuff. ....

"The Never Witch really messed me up when she took my memories"

"I still don't feel ready to tackle tech stuff"

She did indeed. And it made a wonderful, beautiful sight(I'm sorry Coops. But it has a lot of potential and I love this concept. You go boy!)(and if he said that, there's a opportunity that he can do tech stuff now. But he just hasn't tried it yet)

Awww dancing with a cute creature and a cute robot-

Oh- multiplication. Neat

Did... did that clay geese eat a three headed eel??

Nova and Sneak having a breakdown. They're having a lot of fun aren't they

They're faces when they get hit by the Never Witch- lol. It's cute

And Mateo- your sister is right there and you only care about Cooper? Seriously. Sometimes, they make questionable dialogue choices(but- its sweet. Very nice)

Too bad we don't know what qualities the Witch took from them to make the clones...

Okay- lots of hands out of the cauldron. Creepy kinda-(the rhymes are still so amazing-)

Whoa- those neon signs have a lot of energy

Sick- look at them. The matching colors make them look like a real team

"I got Madteo and Doomblob"

"Cool name, broseph. I'm on Dizzy"

"For Doppel Izzie?" (Oh... okay. That's why they have 'd's)

"Guess that means I'm taking Dooper"

"Bogan has met his match" (I thought it was Dogan this whole time???)

"What? Sounds better than Dogan"

"[Sighs] I got Zoey"

And Astrid doesn't get one because... she ain't one of the original dream chasers we know. We need to keep a line between it^^

I am loving the attitude on Dooper

"Need to be saved? Pathetic"

The Bunchu's and the hammer- the hammers! The hammer is so pretty! I want that- so bad

And Dizzy.

Bogan is big for some reason. Okay-

And Madteo! Good to see you again.(also, those pencil ninja stars are cool. Kind of creepy looking tho)

The guardian looks so- squishy. I like it

Also the smashing two together- lol okay

So.. the Never Witch causes chaos, waits till the Guardian wakes up. Then stabs them in the heart to dome the realm. Okay... okay, cool.

Mrs.C: "That is one mangy-looking gato"

Um.. nope. Nothing wrong with him

Seriously, mrs.C is really cool. She's the best adult here

That guardian has a wonderful face. Darn cute adorable face

Oh no... they menace- they menacing bad..

(Still cute though-)

Um... yeah. More repeating sentences. Even I'm going to memorise them at this point...

And there you have it. Nova and Sneak are officially dream chasers now!

"Ew- enough mushy stuff"

Ooohh Mr. Oz's landing!?? Yessss sso curious

Okay

So... it escalated a bit. And the story went by way too fast for my taste. But a lot of new things and facts... it's a pretty nice start I think

Episode 12

"Let's turn up the heat"

"Oh, this'll be a sweet feast"

It rhymes too! (Also, that 'dressing for the occasion' thing? Really paid off. She looks hot. Like... what?!??)

"Ah yes.. let's have dessert before dinner tonight"

Yup. Here we have a single mother with a bunch of strange pets, and her five children

Cooper can drive(pilot?) again! Yay~ and I seriously love how he refers to all vehicles with pet names. Like 'sweetheart' or 'baby'

"I wonder what's in his fridge"

Hm. Now I'm curious too

Oh- it's on autopilot. Well- Cooper still gets to be the one behind the wheels in case something goes wrong. That's something!

So this is dream space. And it's nice to know that the fact Mr. Oz wanted to be an astronaut when he was younger is still a thing and not just a one time mention thing that gets scraped

Izz- take Astrid everywhere!

And here we are! Mr. Oswald's landin-Whoa- that looks amazing... I wish that came out as a set too- but. I guess nows not a good time for that.

Anyways, what is that asteroid centipede thing! Uggghhhhh I don't like it already...(not a fan of bugs. At all)

That dreamling is going to get kicked off soon.

"Welcome, to castle Nocturnia!"

Poor Albert-

Oh look. The night hunter is being a caring dad for Zoey again

Booby traps?? Okay- but why centipede looking thingies? Albert!

"We need to get hold of the kids!"

Mr. Oz....

Augh- the night hunters eyes when they're closed- so beautiful

Astropedes? So... they are centipedes. Aw just great-

"Uh- no. I'm not okay with anything that has more than four legs. [Yelps]" I agree with Zoey. Very strongly.

Old men fighting again. It's hilarious really. (They're both worried for the kids... aw-)And mayhem

Ah- nope. Cooper is driving it

Really fun looking at this like a game

Logan, did you forget the seatbelt again?

Sorry mr. Oz- your ship blew up

Ooh! Space car!

More booby traps? Of course-

Where does this music keep coming from?!

Mr. Oz and the Night Hunter bantering is so fun. Also- why does Mr. Oz have a monocle over his glasses?..

Oh- both sides are going pretty hard on the fight. They know their mistakes and everything... good. Very good

And talk about Lunia again! We might get more clues about her

Z-blob rocket!

I'm surprised they didn't notice that earlier. The light were turning red! C'mon, no one thought that was weird?

"And then there were three"

Well- nice to know they're still kids at heart?

Oh yay. Cooper

"You look uh.. dirty"

"Thanks. You don't look so hot yourself"

...I think Astrid is doing stuff. Like- she does kind of give off a vibe she's only here to add drama and a love interest. But she still has a lot of stuff going on. But she is doing a lot of stuff- she just said hot. As in- that kind of hot? ...really? Am I just stupid or did she really use that word that way?

Ooh! Red button

Albert has... a lot of things. Um.. and is good with animals I guess.

Night Hunter talking about Hannah? Ooh yeah

"It's not gonna hold"

"It's gonna hold"

"Its not gonna hold!"

"Its gonna hold!!"

"What do we do if it doesn't!!?"

Love these two

"I think I'm going to wake up"

"Don't do it Astrid"

"I'm going to wake up-!"

"Stay cool, Astrid"

These two are fun too-

The implications they're giving out on Astrid-

Looking for your best friend as soon as his son comes into a... trash dump. Yup. Always good to have a friend with you

"Don't push that red button!"

And- the red button was bad. They're gonna get crushed-

"Oh, wonderful"

"What can we do? The walls arw coming in! How can be so calm with this much pressure!?" (I know! Right? He is so-)

"Eh- you haven't met my family"

...someone. TAKE HIM TO THERAPY!

Oh my goddd this poor boy- Cooper- we really need more info about your family too-

Oh dang- king Albert sounds bad...

That. Is a lot of sand. GO Cooper! You can do this!(the effects are pretty awesome though-)

Sorry mr. Oz-... again.

Ahhhhhh! Yes! YESSSSS Cooperrr (he looks so dang cute with that smile- and also, matching puffy jacket with Mateo) it's c-rex! Looks sick. Nice details with the rusty parts. And it's also tech related stuff! He did it!!

Look at all that lighting- and the flames!

Mateo did it! Yayy

King Albert is... dead.

Cooper's laugh. That is everything

Doppel-usses. Yeah. That's a great word.

So... yeah. Like I said. Cooper has gotten his arc. It's finished. Good for him though!

Episode 13

Ooohh disguise?? Nice...

The wharnal looks prettier than how I remember it!!

Also, Mateo is doing a.. really nice job pretending to be Madteo. Like... savage-

"Man! That never Witch don't tell us nothin'!"

They're already fed up with her- lol

Confusion of the giant house inside the small house

Bottle library... cool

Z-blob really becomes.. anything. Don't you z-blob

She made a Doppelganger of herself??! Wha- okay. More like. I repeat- we got a whole lot of stuff ahead of us! (And she's crying too-)

Liquefy? Oh.. so they're just the liquid with the memories sculpted into her puppets... or.. something like that.

"My rugged good looks?"

Oh I love those dopples

Her memory is being hidden! We need to know

Reform the dream world spell. Spiral key, eye of confusion. Ruby replication. Crown of- omg. So much information

"Don't tell me the answers on the next page"

"It's on the next page"

Astrid just- can't stand the fact that she isn't noticed. ...oh.. noticed. Showing her worth.. she's that kind of character... I get it now. Hopefully

They're using the space car now- hopefully that doesn't blow up too

Bantering. I love it.

So apparently the dopples just decided to use the names they were given

The dreamlings in the candy realm have blue pudding heads? Ooh-

Mateo I is great at mirroring- except... uh- not the best athlete. He didn't manage the flip(which was awesome by the way)

These Doppelgangers are going to get mad at the Never Witch.. soon enough like- they have a lot of stuff they got problems with the Never Witch-

And- now they're howling and cawing

Cooper is- jealous? Or.. something I don't know. It's not exactly jealousy but Uh- I don't know.. something. Logan and Cooper ate competing

Uhm- what? Hm. Okay... it's like a spider human

Ooh now we get to see the candy chameleon!

Speaking german? Ooh. I mean- okay

They're all giving a shot at different teams. It's nice to see that

And a new barbie dream house for the Never Witch

The barrier works in... wonderous ways..

Yeaah. I need to sleep now. Way too tired- I'll finish the rest eventually

[jamtoasties3316]

ughhh I cant stop thinking about James diapering Logan up

like Logan is always so embarrassed about it cuz james always does it in the middle of the garage for everyone to see always doing it very slow and gentle too

Logan being so confused and turned on and even more excited he just can’t help pissing himself even more!

Logan being so confused because it's really embarrassing hut also, James is so nice which his instincts love so much! But it's humiliating when James has him lay down in the garage so he can change the diaper. James tutting seeing what a mess Logan made of himself and making sure Logan is cleaned and dried, powdering that cute pink pussy too before putting a new one on him.

Sometimes it takes one or diapers while changing before Logan keeps peeing when James praises him!

[inchidentally]

i 100p agree with all ur carlando takes dont listen to people lowkey bashing you purposefully behind ur back. they just cant handle their ship not being no 1 priority anymore

oh babe I had already unfollowed any non moots from that fandom so it's not behind my back if I don't even care it exists :)

and the thing is !! I'm the one who responded to an anon about ppl wanting carland0 content saying how we always get sponsored carland0 content and golf dates etc so literally the whiplash of them deciding that Lando liking Oscar somehow affects Carlos and Lando interacting ?? to now them desperately trying to make me think that Lando is a liar mouth about liking Oscar and he and Carlos are closer than they'll ever be with anyone else ever and ever !!

I was totally fine w how sometimes Carlos and Lando hang out and that's the latest post cycle and then Lando and Oscar do something cute and that's the latest post cycle and then it's Lando and Max F or Oscar and Logan or etc etc etc etc bc I love seeing these friendships and inventing rpf for fun! but apparently I'm being a delusional meanie bc

I won't accept that "everyone (so far only meaning carland0 fans) knows it's an open secret" that Carlos is secretly gay and all his girlfriends are a cover and how he's always treated acting 'gay' with laughter and as a joke and now carefully cleaned up history of homophobia is all a blind!

even though no one ever said any of this before Lando was his teammate and back when he already had a solid career and two identical bromances with Max and Nico.

oh and even though Carlos is FAR more sexually suggestive and tactile w Charles isn't the same thing bc that's just them being brotherly it's not at all like how Carlos touching Lando casually is clearly romantic and sexual - and when Lando compulsively talks about Oscar in unprompted explicitly sexual terms in a way he never actually has with a teammate it's all for PR and not sexual bc god knows Lando has an incredible poker face and never gets caught out being too honest and lacking a filter !!

I just. life is so much easier when you accept the reality that guys who say they're friends are friends and that it should be suspiciously convenient to isolate one case out of identical others and decide that it's "legit gay" when it happens to be the guys you personally want to be together.

and that Lando is just Lando and he loves attention from men and women. he doesn't mind if it's them babying him or being his bro or being confused or being openly horny. and yes, based on his own words he does probably want to rut against Oscar a lil bit and maybe mess w Oscar's placid nature somewhat for fun BUT it doesn't affect them being friends and being teammates. it’s not deep! Lando's used to being a bit randomly horny and having to get on with life anyway. it sure as shit doesn't mean we need to create conspiracy theories or pretend Lily and Oscar are in an open relationship llashfjlashfl

[vulgarvixxen]

Neko Adventure [Logan]

Part one

Part two

Tw: aggressive behavior, possessiveness, cum eating

The towel was tucked into the space between two pillows, one of them from the commons that had a bit of Roman and Patton’s scents on it. With a happy purr he admired the start of his fluffy, warm nest. He had half the scented things he needed and he just needed to ask Patton and Logan for things then either bargain or steal something from Remus. Shouldn’t be too hard, knock on wood.

Virgil figured that Logan would be the most reasonable to deal with so he headed next door and knocked on the otter-person’s door. Logan answered the door and looked like he was about to greet the cat but he snapped his mouth shut to start sniffing around Virgil instead. He started growling before he grabbed the cat and tugged him into his room, “You smell like that damn deer, you should smell like me!” And that’s how Virgil found himself having his cheeks rubbed against Logan’s like it was serious business. Soon Logan deemed his face and neck as thoroughly marked and started scent marking the rest of him, “Uck, your legs have his stink all over them. Did you let him mount you?” The otter questions, distaste obvious in his tone. Virgil doesn’t know how to answer, normally he’d be snarky to cover up his embarrassment but as a smaller animal hybrid he is more scared to anger the aggressive otter.

Logan takes the silence as an answer, “Bigger doesn’t automatically mean better, I’d be the better mate. I can hunt for you, protect you, our animal kinds are closer in social interactions, and our pups will be far cuter than some cat-fawn.” The way Logan lists the ways he would be a good mate would have been cute if the look on his face wasn’t so intimidating. Virgil’s cat ears swiveled back and his tail fluffed up to scare away the predator; it didn’t stop Logan from trying to make the cat stop smelling of deer. Vi almost thought Logan didn’t notice his discomfort until the otter started unzipping his pants, “I’d listen, give more than take, you should be loved not used. Bucks don’t stay to raise fawns, they leave the Does to do all the work.” The look he gives Virgil from his place on the floor is almost reverent, “He would never think to make sure you feel good.”

Gently Logan slides Virgil’s pants and boxers down, kissing the cream white skin of his thigh and working his way up to a partly hard dick. He takes Virgil into his mouth like he’s made of the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted and Virgil has been subjected to Logan’s love of jam. Needless to say the sounds made were obscene and had Virgil shaking where he stood. “Logan, fuck, your mouth is sinful.” It seems the otter took the praise as encouragement, just as Virgil thinks he’s going to cum Logan pulls off and turns the confused cat around to face the wall. Virgil only gets out a small meow in question before that sinful mouth is eating out his ass, licking around his hole and the base of his tail. There’s a purr rumbling deep in his chest as the out dips into him, licking and sucking the ring of nerves till he’s close again, “Lo, ‘m close!” He warns. From the sound and vibration Logan laughs, it’s not mean or cruel and it sends flames curling in his core, it’s the last thing he needs to spill over that edge.

When he comes down from his high Logan is cleaning the wall he messed on, it’s embarrassing but before he can apologize or get upset the otter is done with the wall and turns to him, “hold still, you’ve got cum all over your stomach.” Instead of using the rag he used for the wall, Logan slurps up the spunk like a body shot. It’s hotter than it has any right to be, “Lo, stop, I don’t think I can take you being any more attractive.” The whine only proves to make the other smirk, “then I shall wait to tell you about how otters mate in the wild, now what did you need me for?”