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Huevember: Day 3 - Amber Stalker đïžđČđ
#huevember#huevember 2024#fanart#art#digital art#artist on tumblr#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#bill cipher#dipper pines#mabel pines#dipper and mabel#waddles#i am stepping so far out of my comfort zone with doing backgrounds i never ever do backgrounds they scare me#but i do really want to learn them#and i have to accept that in the process of learning something i am going to have to suck at it :)#i don't hate how this came out though#things i could have done better but opted to push forward and just get it done#improving my speed was another reason why i decided to do this so#rambling now :(#I FREAKIN FORGOR TO TITLE THIS
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Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#Sorry to everyone who was looking forwards to this comic only to find out I put WWX in the ugliest outfit.#Continuity came first. Plus let's be honest; he did *not* show up in anything fancy. Or in all black as seen in most fanart.#We are at the middle of WWX depression arc. His self-care was 100% because Jin Yanli would be sad if he didn't try to look nice.#Okay okay. Fine I've delayed talking about the kiss long enough.#It is absolutely a core LWJ scene over a WWX scene. Which is made even more fascinating because we don't get his POV.#But we get so many insights! His loss of control and his firmness all contrasted against how he trembles.#And all of that wrapped up in a wonderful self-loathing bow! You go Lan Zhan! You hated yourself so much for this!#WWX is a hilarious narrator for this because he is truly just...baffled by what's going on.#He would push the person away but he doesn't want to hurt their feelings or pride (putting other people first again are we?)#I do understand why this one is divisive for people though. I choose to look at it through a character/humourous lens.#I've seen people defend and admonish this scene as a particularly shitty thing LWJ did and let's be very clear here: It was.#That's why I like it. LWJ did a shitty thing and struggles with it. It's part of what makes him so robust as a character.#It's also fine if you enjoy this scene for it's eroticism. You're not a bad person for that. You are just A Person.#People will have their own experiences with this topic. Be kind to each other alright?
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The moon will cry too
Alt bg plus the original colours (âżââżââż)
#art#Persona 3#persona 3 reload#minato arisato#makoto yuki#Ryomina#<<<< Implied....#my art#Leel's art#I told myself to do a quick piece and he appeared :]#This was fun! I hated working on it.#I do like how he came out though I just hate the process of doing lineless art#Don't ask me about the caption whenever I think of P3 I think of Nyx only so. she's everywhere.#I do love minmin though shout out to my favourite persona protag#Also.#If you notice the hair highlight. It's like a heart monitor. because.
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I'm planning on drinking boozy hot chocolate and bingeing s6 of wwdits tonight once the sun goes down. I probably won't put most of my liveblogging in the main tags (they probably don't need the additional spam rn) but I'll probably use my usual "nandermo tag"/"wwdits tag" combo if you want to block it.
in that weird place where I didn't particularly enjoy a lot of s5 but I still have mild hopes for s6 and I do feel a compulsion to watch the (apparently very complicated) ending live tomorrow. for old time's sake.
#my dad has actually been watching s6 live so I've had to deal with him bitching at me about how he hasn't been enjoying most of it#meanwhile mom has refused to watch it since the episode with freddie lmao#no matter how much most of fandom hated that episode my mother hated it more#and she wasn't even a shipper lmao#my friends seem to be divided between a few people who are loving it and a few people who think it's mediocre#(though I'd say most of my friends have... just stopped watching it...)#I guess I'll find out what I think soon enough#it's the only season where I haven't been desperate to watch the new episodes when they came out#and idk if it's just that I've been stressed lately and I don't have the spoons to get really invested in something#or if the finale of s5 really just killed my love for this show that thoroughly#it's a weird feeling when a show that you used to live or die for now fills you with mild dread#I won't lie it's how I started to feel about comics fandom near the end#it comes from still thoroughly loving the characters but no longer trusting the writers I think#oh well once more into the fray#wwdits tag#nandermo tag
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Claude, 15, 16, and 25 for the meme
15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)
Dimiclaude!!!!!! Like man, there are just so many things about the potential of these two characters being together that FASCINATE me and have me in an absolute chokehold. I've said it before but this ship is actually just straight up my fave in 3H period, and is one of two ships ever that has latched itself on my brain (the other being a Bleach ship I've been shipping since I was, like, 13 lmao). I've seen some pretty, um, yikes-inducing interpretations of them, but that just can't beat how much I just like them independent of anything much to do with the fandom lmao.
16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?
...and on the other hand there's Edel/claude. Like, unironic and genuine Edel/claude, as I personally have exclusively seen it portrayed. It strips Claude of nearly his entire character just to prop up Edelgard in literally every single iteration of it I've come across, and that soured me on it a lot. Plus their vibes do not gel well as anything but Bitterly Divorced Ex's, like holy hell is the chemistry between these two as a romantic ship nonexistent lmao these bitches can't STAND each other.
25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?
First impression: Wow, this guy is gonna be the bad guy for sure. But he also looks like he'll make the ride of bein' bad fun as hell, plus he's the best looking of the three lords to pick from. I'm goin' with him.
Now: Wow so like this guy can be a dick at times but what the hell he is actually so nice and chill. Why is he damn near gap-moe with how mean his words sound vs how nice his actions and beliefs are. FUCK is he handsome
#ask#anon#ask meme#i still love dm/cl even though i HAAAAATE how Hopes affected the fandom's perception of it. hate hate hate it to bits i will not perceive i#still don't like Genuine Unironic ed/cl because it's basically EdeIgard and A Guy Who Looks Like CIaude But Has EdeIgard's Brain shagging#and i thought Claude was gonna be the bad guy and came out seeing him as like. one of the nicest people in the game lmao
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the burnout is real lads . . . . .
#which is to say that i came home and just stared at the wall for roughly 2 hours instead of completing my documents#it was at least validating to get to talk to one of my coworkers today#and hear that they're just as burnt out as i am#and usually have to sit in the parking lot for 4 to 5 minutes before they come in because they just don't want to be here that badly#and it feels hard to admit because this is typically thought of as a passion driven profession#and it's like#neither of us have lost the passion for it???#it's not that we hate our jobs#it's just that we both feel like. we're putting in increasingly more effort week by week but we're just.#no longer getting results.#i mentioned how i feel like my faith in my ability to do this kind of work has just plummeted to zero#not at all helped by my mentor constantly pushing me to go faster and faster but then getting mad when my presentations go poorly#because i went faster or reduced the amount of material or cut the Q and A section down 10 minutes#i just feel . . . . . tired . . . . . . . . . . .#i still need to write three planning documents for tonight#one of which needs to be Really Good because my direct supervisor will be looking at it#but my god#i just want to sleep for three days straight and then stare at a wall for another three#i'm so close to the end though . . . . .#just another 15 of these documents (including the three from tonight) and that about covers my internship#of course then there's also the seminar work and the group project and all the fancy official employment documents#and. the portfolio project (a man screams in agony)#but god . . . . . . . .#so close . . . . . . . .#so close . . . . . .#once i'm free from the portfolio it's back to zola work and THEN . . . . . . . . . .#i can finally have a substantial mental health break for the first time since last may ;;; _____ ;;;
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i've been going into the liam tag from time to time the last year where both his fans and people who hated him were Weird about him well before there were any allegations so i would get curious, i don't even remember what started it (maybe it was merely looking for photos that update accounts wouldn't post), but i normally try to avoid going into anything but edit tags for people i enjoy bc there are so many nonsense takes
and of course happening to go through today before the news broke bc i wanted to see what was being said about the abuse as i've only gotten bits on twitter and of course there were many posts rightfully calling it out and all but there's that weird mentality which i was getting a lot more of from twitter but some on here where they're like??? celebrating it and girlboss-ing and i'm just like. okay it's great that you're believing a victim but you're making light of it by talking about it like it's just another stan thing, i have seen that time and time again when this kind of stuff comes out and if people already thought that person was annoying or whatever they're just like "oh yes! i knew it! their career is ruined haha!" and it's like. you clearly don't actually care about the horrible things this person has done and just want to brag that you somehow ~knew~ a stranger's vibes were off and it's so beyond gross like you could use that energy to support a person's victims and instead you'll just try to prove you stan the right people and never the wrong ones or whatever
#and then there were. weird ones#some apparent larrie who didn't seem to like either louis or harry#literally the post that popped up was talking about louis knowing he can't stand on his own bc he can't sing like#has he not very much proven he can stand on his own#he's not as famous post 1d as say harry but i doubt he wants to be lol even harry doesn't want to be#he stays off social media and just gets papped sometimes like both clearly thrive on stage just in different ways ya know#so that was just unnecessary and a block#and then someone else not defending liam or anything but talking about how they're probably all horrible to women#and niall and harry apparently cheating on gfs (never heard anything about that not that i think harry's relationships have been real#and it took me a while to realize when talking about niall having songs written about him they probs meant hailee but#idec what those songs are and if they reference cheating so whatever i think i'm out of the loop on rumors and stuff#where i used to always know what was going on with 1d like i wouldn't have even known about liam if not for the fyp on twitter#bc truly i just don't follow people who post about their personal lives anymore not a choice or anything just that the og 1d blogs are gone#but i was like okay even if any of THAT is true why on earth would you put that on par with abuse. why.#cheating is sooooooooo fucking shitty and i truly hate it but like not the same???#oh and saying niall is a bad person for taking a selfie with him even though none of us know what he knew esp at that point like#most of this seemed to be coming out right after the concert like come on#there's just sooooooo much all around of people pretending they know these people personally#both to defend and criticize and it's just like please i love 1d so much i always will#but man like believe victims always but also don't blindly believe every other random rumor you hear#or that you know exactly what's going on behind the scenes bc you don't and you never will#oh and ofc someone wondering about his other exes like tbf we don't know how much addiction and whatnot came into play#so yeah it might not all be recent developments but are you really gonna ask about danielle who as an adult dated 17 year old liam
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god help me i'm going insane about dickson xenoblade again
#this is what i get for thinking about lord of the rings too hard this week (specifically denethor / grĂma / saruman and the like)#thinking about the way anthony may delivered âwhen will you learn you HAVE no future?â#he thinks shulk is fully DEAD at that point. he thinks HE killed him. which he very much meant to. but now that the kid is no longer there#now that the terrible future he's been preparing for and actively working to bring about has in fact come about#i don't know that dickson really cared anymore. he played his part he did the deed expected and he did it unquestioningly. So What Now?#well. now nothing. now the world that he spent so long biding his time in; so long getting enmeshed in (even for nefarious purposes)#is about to end; is about to be gone forever.#sure zanza will probably just create another world and maybe he (dickson) will have Even More Power in the new one#(though that's not a given! he doesn't know for SURE his lord and god will keep his promise!)#but like. what the hell does he care at this point#dickson SAYS he wants power but i suspect that long long ago what the giant dickson really wanted was SURVIVAL.#we never get to know just how he became a disciple or what the giant civilization looked like in its heyday or how it ended#but in MY headcanon dickson saw that some kind of destruction coming and he wanted Out#and maybe he hated his peers and figured any power and prestige that came from this bargain was just a bonus#i think he thought of himself as a saruman type: powerful; remote; far above the petty troubles of mortals (even the long-lived high entia)#but i have always headcanoned that by his later days (i.e. when he started engaging w/colony 9; machina village; etc. in earnest)#he committed too hard to the bit and started âgoing nativeâ as it were; started to give a shit in ways that he would never dare admit#maybe not as much of a shit as; you know; a regular guy would. but more than an immortal disciple and horseman of the apocalypse should.#and all the time knowing that all the world he'd seen would soon be gone#maybe everyone else can get fucked. but shulk had to die too. and that's what their god MADE them to do.#he can't allow himself to care or to hope for another option bc in his mind it's already over; decided; that's it#what else can you do in the face of ultimate power but bow to it and take whatever scraps may fall to an obedient servant?#âyou have no futureâ nor does he except that shulk came back. except that the peoples of bionis/mechonis just wouldn't accept Fate.#and in some final rebellious corner of his mind he starts putting eggs in shulk's basket. âif they can't even defeat telethia they won't#stand a chance against me (or zanza)â so let's see if they CAN. oh they did? how about a dragon? oh fuck they defeated the dragon too?#well fuck. maybe there WAS another option all along. but will/can they stand against me; the final disciple? oh they can??#guess i'll die then bc i'm not looking THAT in the face. i am NOT unpacking my cowardice/failure/lack of vision after all these years.#good luck with that tho <3 you're welcome for the training btw. where i'm going i don't have to see your trauma assuming you live that long.#dickson#xenoblade
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does anybody know how to manage arachnophobia? i'm physically shaking, covered in snot and tears, tired, but unable to go to sleep because i don't know where the spider in my room went
#mine#i ran for the vacuum cleaner but the spider was gone when i came back#and oh my fucjing god i cannot possibly go to sleep#i fucking screamed then i WHIMPERED out of fear just trying to step into my fucking room#i thought since i have the vacuum here anyway now i could just vacuum all under and behind my bed even though it's 2am#but i'm terrified of moving my bed#i imagine some kind of a spider nest or eggs there i'm fucking SHAKING man i don't know how to function i literally need therapy i think#this is UNMANAGEABLE i hate being so terrified i'm still crying and there's NO ONE to help me#in fact i must somehow make it without screaming if i find it again#or it finds me#because my roommate will be angry with me#i just called my father shaking and barely able to speak begging him to come to my place tomorrow and buy me some anti spider spray#or else one of those electrical devices#they scare spiders away#but like i said#i??? really mean it when i say i cried and screamed#now i'm just standing here in the cold room dreading the idea of going to bed because I KNOW if they're coming from somewhere it's THERE#jfc#i have to have my father help me#ohhh my fucking god i think i'll puke.#i literally think i need some anti-phobia therapy honestly#i can't wake up my roommate again i can't#godgodgodgodgodgod#what fucking punishment is this i can't move i am frozen to this spot anyway i move it'll be there#i don't fucking know what terrifies me so fucking much They're just little insects but i'm still frozen in spot nauseous and crying
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Okay I had my daily fill of bullshit from the #Anti Sasuke Fandom tags...a tag I have never ventured to till today and have found a majority of it comes from the general Naruto opinions blog and general Naruto shipping opinions blog (which I couldn't care less for)
I am starting to think this blog doesn't post "general opinions" rather than start drama and misinformed gossip within the fandom. Especially towards stans of characters, particularly Sasuke and Sakura who I interestingly mentioned in a reply to one post that claimed Sasuke stans hate Sarada. I know some that do but I didn't think anything wrong with that. Why? They're fictional characters and 2. When Sakura and Sasuke were the same age, a majority of the fandom hated them too. Hating 12 year old characters is not new and if you're going to wag the finger on one part of the fandom for doing so, which is false (more on that later), then a majority of other parts of the fandom deserves that finger wagging too.
Just because some do hate Sarada, not all do. Labeling an entire group for one some posters do, well what else can we expect from the Naruto fandom, am I right? This fandom justified genocide and complained against a group that talks about it because they're bothered by it. Bitch I will talk about real genocides and fake, the fake ones are just easier to talk about because the real, oh God the real, it breaks my heart and is hard to read but I try at least. And at least the Sasuke fandom can read a book and can compare fiction to reality. If they wanna do that, then let them. And if you're bothered, then what the hell are you doing in their blog? Go dwell on your escapism. No one is stopping. Do we complain about that on a general Naruto opinion blog to start toxic drama? No! We stay in our own turf, you stay in yours.
#jesus christ#don't bother with the Naruto general opinions blog#they haters#upset that there's a rise of Sasuke and Sasuke stans defending their characters#probably one of the good things that came out of the sasusaku ship#probably#anyway glad Sakura has defenders though i do think they go too far#especially when they bring in Sasuke hating#if you wanna hate on anti shippers fine but only the ones causing drama#not ones writing their own posts#and if you disagree write your own posts#kinda feel like this fandom is filled with teenagers who don't know how to act civil#and do.not#get.me.started.on.the#tobirama.fandom.they.are.toxic#and this from someone who manage to be mutuals and friends with a Tobirama fan#like not all of them are like this#but someone spearheading hatred on the Uchiha and Sasuke fandoms is a Tobirama fan and they are bringing in a lot of other fans#in doing this#Sasuke fandom#Sasuke fandom take care of yourself
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whenever i say "i want to write more lighthearted fics" that is apparently actually a warning that i'm about to take a character and squeeze them in my fist until they break
#i said that to corey in february and then immediately wrote (i am) the whisper of a memory#then again yesterday i was talking to corey abt how i wanted to write a silly fun times fic and#well i can assure this fic i started is not silly or fun. i don't even know where it came from#i really thought i was going to write ~200 words. hate it. and give up#but. that did not happen.#really solidifying the fact that i am best at writing angst though#been fic hopping and struggling to write anything i like these past several days bc none of my current wips are particularly angsty#and then this fic comes out of nowhere and suddenly i've remembered how to write :o#anyway. so sorry d.azai youre really going through it here but i promise this is not as bad as (ia)twoam so. at least there's that#hello grace here
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the way the lotr movies didn't really bother to properly close (or acknowledge) Eowyn and Faramir's story arcs and they just kind of threw them in together at the end
#just for the record yes eowyn's arc mostly closed since she was able to go to battle and got recognized by her uncle#but she needed more than that tbh. also doesn't help that her arc in ttt also heavily revolved around her attraction to aragorn#and they don't really talk abt it but ok. let's say I'm being picky because her character had a mostly satisfactory arc#fatamir is all over the place though?? because everyone around him puts so much emphasis in that 'oh but your dad actually loves you'#so he is sent to this suicide mission despite his own better judgement. and then he FAILS so he never gets#to do what he wants (get his father's approval). but then denethor never shows his so called love hor him. dude literally light the pyre#while his son was still breathing like. ok he's grieving terribly and not in his right mind but????#and because of this faramir skips the final big battles#so does eowyn and they both juat kind of are left alone to heal. which is nice don't get me wrong truth is i do like them together but#i don't like how we got there because it was lazy as hell!!! and because for eowyn in particular it's sooooo disappointing as an ending.#because she was not typically femenine but then you throw her into this kinda romance that really came out of nowhere#also hate that her wounds just kind of disappear magically like dude. her arm was messed up what the hell#eowyn is my girl and i WILL complain#laura watches stuff
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Why the fuck you lyin'?
Why you always lyin'?
Hmmmmm Oh my god
Stop fucking lying!
#ensemble stars#midori takamine#ensemble stars spoilers#enstars spoilers#does this technically count as spoilers even though this came out many years ago for the original game???#I mean from what I can find I guess some folks haven't read the original game's stories and stuff so maybe??? I'll tag it just to be safe#yes OBVIOUSLY the first pic comes from before midori grows and spends enough time with everyone to realize how much he cares#but just go with it for the sake of the joke!!! do people even still use the why the fuck you lying meme anymore? am i behind the times?#anyways I LOVE the idea of midori spending months going 'this super sentai idol thing sucks I hate my life'#only to one day wake up and realize he now loves this so called stupid fucking super sentai themed idol group with all his heart#midori upon realizing this: ........god fucking dammit#I don't say this much but a really favorite trope of mine is 'person who was forced to/accidentally ended up joining a group'#'very blatant about how much they don't wanna be here and wanna leave and really don't come across as someone that devoted'#'only to eventually be revealed to have slowly grown to adore the group and want what's best for it despite not being that open about it'#so of course I was gonna become attached to midori...then again I love all of ryuseitai#but of course my sweetheart chiaki is my actual number one of both ryuseitai and enstars as a whole đ
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Currently listening to a song that was in my shuffle. It reminds me of my friends. I remember that it was one of the songs that we sang on my friendâs kitchen floor after our graduation. We were exhausted but quite happy that we made it. Too bad that now this song brings me only sadness. No, it isnât about my friends, we never had a fallout, no, itâs just the realization that you canât go back to the times when everything was a little bit softer and brighter.
#and you also can't go back to the times when the singer didn't hate you for being from a certain country đ#I kid you not I listen to his songs and there are two wolves in me#the first one remembers all the sappy moments you had about it. your nights out. your first kiss with your best friend. your laughter.#the second one remembers that the one who sings this song told you to kill yourself#quite literally. I still remember him screaming those exact words. his cause came from a right place but the way he dealt with it... oof#and in this case you're probably supposed to delete all their songs etc. but I just can't bring myself to do it and I hate myself for it#I probably should do it though. no matter how much they meant to me.#I won't tell you who it is just... I don't want anything to do with him anymore.
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'i'm counting each cell that constitutes my whole self. they sing a farewell to how that time felt. they sing in hell, lalalalalala. lalalalala lalalalalalala... can't even say, there's not a thing i can say. i don't know what is okay, though you came, did not a thing as always. can't even say, what a shame, lalalalalala. there's someone there, wait, a knock knock knock knock- who? ...who? cause i can't drown out that sound within my head. cause i can't drown out that sound within my head. cause i can't drown out that sound within my head...'
who? by azari, covered by will stetson
#fordcore song#let's see if i can fit every single lyric from his cover here:#'within the wake of words we'd say those promises we both made- they fall away they fall away#those swimming eyes are hated by the god who sees their sick lies- that brazen side and shameless side#can't even say there's not a thing i can say. i don't know what is okay. though you came- did not a thing as always#can't even stay- we can't go back there or stay. there's no one here we can blame. not one name did such a thing in that way#i watch how my feet are swallowed by ground. i watch how my room is set to burn down#i'm laughing loud. lalalalalala. there's someone there now- a knock knock knock knock-#who? ...who? cause i can't drown out that sound within my head! cause i can't drown out that sound within my head!#cause i can't drown out that sound within my head.#i'm counting each cell that constitutes my whole self. they sing a farewell to how that time felt. they sing in hell- lalalalalala.#lalalalala lalalalalalala... can't even say there's not a thing i can say. i don't know what is okay#though you came- did not a thing as always. can't even say what a shame. lalalalalala. there's someone there wait- a knock knock knock knoc#who? ...who? cause i can't drown out that sound within my head. cause i can't drown out that sound within my head.#cause i can't drown out that sound within my head...'#well would you look at that. i can fit all the lyrics
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slippin' and slidin' all over you!
pair: logan howlett x fem!reader
wc: 4k
contains: 18+ SMUT MDNI, swearing, sweating, mutual masturbation, sweat licking (i don't know???), not-so-dry humping, p in v, JUST THE TIP RAHHH, creampie, fingering (fem!recieving), oral sex (fem!receiving), come swapping, come eating, literally over four thousand words of pure nasty smut, this is gross lowkey, idk i'm h*rny, porn w/o plot, no use of y/n.
natâs note: very much not the winner or even an option of the poll i posted last week but...shhh don't hate me. itâs october and over 80 every single day, what the fuck is that? only good thing that came from this heat is thoughts of nasty sweaty sex with logan. once again shoutout to my wonderful husband @ebodebo for reading this over for me (i successfully changed her vendetta against sucking up some man sweat...which was the real point of this fic tbh) go give her fics some love if you're a slut for ghost! kisses!
logan forgot to fix the ac...
It's too hot out to be alive. 36°C and sunny.
One of the hottest days in recent memory for Alberta, and you're really feeling it.
"Remind me," you say slowly, the first words spoken in almost ten minutes. "How many times did I ask you to fix the air conditioner?"
"Don't start," Logan says from his spot across the room. His head is tipped back to rest on the couch cushion, eyes slipped shut.
You ignore him, lazily rolling your head to the side to look at him through squinted eyes, your brows furrowed in thought. "Was it ten? Or maybe thirteen?"
Logan huffs a breath, slow and heavy, but he doesn't move--doesn't even open his eyes. âI said donât start,â he mutters again, though thereâs the faintest edge of a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't worry baby," you say, voice pitched lower in a terrible impersonation of Logan. "I'll get to it, promise. Wonât get too hot for another couple months."
Logan finally cracks an eye open, just enough to give you a sideways glance, his mouth twitching with amusement. "You done?"
You hum noncommittally, the sound lingering in the air like the lazy summer breeze doing nothing to cool the temperature outside. Your gaze slips down the side of his face to trace the jut of his jaw, then lower to the sweaty column of his neck.Â
Both you and Logan lost most of your clothes earlier in the day, too hot to bother wearing anything but underwear. You trudged around the house like zombies until you finally gave up on trying to be productive, you both ended up in the living room.Â
All the windows are cracked open, trying in vain to let in any cool air. You claimed the armchair closest to the fan, refusing to be anywhere near Logan and the massive heat wave he constantly gives off.
Loganâs on the couch, stripped down to the thinnest pair of sleep shorts youâve ever seen. His chest is bare, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat that mats the dark hair dusted along his pecs to his skin.Â
You canât help the way your eyes follow the drops of moisture that slide slowly down the contours of his abs. A low heat starting to swirl through your gut when it disappears into his happy trail.
It's funny. When you basically peeled yourself off your mattress this morning, sex was the absolute last thing on your mind.
Now, as your eyes glide over the strong expanse of Logan's body on full display, you're having second thoughts.
Maybe it just comes with the heat. That sort of slow, syrupy feeling that slides along your overheated skin to pulse pleasantly between your thighs.
A bead of sweat slides down the length of your spine slowly, falling until it soaks into the damp waistband of your panties. You try to not notice how Logan is halfway across the room, not touching you.
You fail.
âItâs just a shame, though,â you start, fingers idly toying with the hem of your tank top. âIf it was cooler, I could come over there.â
You slide a leg up, letting it rest against the wooden rest, newly exposed skin gleaming under the sunlight filtering in.Â
The move isn't lost on Logan. You see his jaw clench slightly, the tiniest shift in his posture.
"Something you wanted?" Logan asks, his voice going low and teasing. "Looks like you've been gettin' yourself all worked up over there."
âJust thinking,â you reply, shifting slightly on the sticky leather of the chair.
Loganâs fingers twitch at his sides, his chest rising and falling with slow, measured breaths. His eyes slide the rest of the way open, his gaze heavy and lingering as it ventures down to where your thin shirt sticks to your skin, outlining every curve.
âOh yeah?â he prompts, his voice a little rougher now. âThinkinâ about what, baby?â
âYou,â you say easily, fingers slipping down to your thigh. You bring your other leg up, perching it against the opposite armrest. Your thighs spread wide enough that you know Logan has a full view of the wet spot growing along the gusset of your panties.
The hitch in Loganâs breath has you stifling a smug smile, taking your bottom lip between your teeth as you watch the way his chest starts rising faster.
"That's real sweet, sugar," he drawls, an unimpressed look on his face as he drags his eyes back up to your own. "But if you're tryin' to get me over there, you're gonna have to do better than that." His voice slides through the air heavy and warm like molasses.
You bite back a grin, enjoying the slow game that's unfolding between the two of you.Â
"Maybe I donât want you to come over here," you let your fingers trail a little lower, just to the edge of your panties, teasing. âMaybe I like you right where you are.â
Loganâs brow raises, his thighs tensing before he spreads them just a touch wider. The fabric of his boxers goes taut over the strong muscle, riding up to expose even more hairy skin to your greedy eyes.
"You're playin' with fire, kid," he warns.
The tent in his shorts is obvious now, the hard length of his cock pressing against the fabric where it lays across his thigh. Your other hand twitches by your side at just the sight, your pussy throbbing with the sudden need to be filled.
"Am I?" you murmur, your fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your panties, just enough to make sure he knows exactly where this is headed. âItâs not like youâre going to do anything about it, youâre too busy pouting."
With a deliberate slowness, you slide your fingers lower, brushing against your clit with just enough pressure to let out a soft gasp at the contact. You arch your back slightly, relishing in the way the air feels against your skin, hot and sticky.
You want him to see how badly you need himâhow his heat is the only thing that could truly satisfy the insatiable ache building between your legs.
Logan's nostrils flare, jaw tightening and eyes darkening at the sight of you teasing yourself. His restraint is slipping, and you can practically feel the tension building in the room, thick and stifling like the oppressive summer heat.Â
But he still doesnât move, doesnât rush over like you expect him to. Instead, he shifts his hips slightly, spreading his legs wider and letting his hand fall on his thigh.Â
You canât help the way your breath quickens at the sight, the way his fingers drift dangerously close to his own growing bulge, teasing you just as much as youâre teasing him.Â
You tilt your head to the side, gazing at him through your lashes. âYou're really just gonna leave me hanging?â you goad, fingers circling lazily around your sensitive clit. âCome on stud, whip it out.â
Logan chuckles low, a sound that sends shivers through you. "Is that what you want, baby?" he asks, voice thick and taunting, a smirk curling on his lips. âYou want me to whip it out for you?â
âYeah,â you murmur breathlessly, biting your lip as you maintain eye contact, your breath starting to come in short bursts. âI need to see you, Logan. Need to see how hard you are for me.â
âNeed to, huh,â he muses slowly, fingers finally grazing over the hard length of his cock. âWhatâs in it for me?â
âHow about this?â You slip your hand out from your ruined panties, fingers glistening with your own wetness as you hook your thumbs on either side and drag them down your legs.
You let the soaked cotton fall to the floor, leaving you completely exposed to him.
Loganâs pupils dilate, an inky black completely swallowing the warm hazel. He licks his lips slowly, the tip of his tongue running along his teeth like he wants to sink them into you. His cock twitches visibly beneath his shorts, the growing tension in the air between you thick enough to choke on.
âFuck,â he breathes out, his voice low and gravelly, more of a growl than a word.
You smile, shifting in the chair to give him an even better view, your legs spreading wider. "Yeah?" you purr, running your fingers over your slick inner thigh, feeling the heat radiating from your own skin. âYou like what you see?â
Logan swallows hard, his hand finally slipping beneath the waistband of his shorts, palming his cock as he watches you. âYou know I do,â he says, voice rougher than before.Â
You let your hand trail back down to your clit, rubbing it in slow, teasing circles as you hold his gaze. âThen show me, Logan,â you whisper, your voice almost a plea now. "I wanna see you."
Logan lets out a low, rumbling groan, his fingers making quick work of shoving his shorts down enough to free his cock. It springs free to slap lewdly against his stomach and you canât help the moan that escapes your lips at the sight.
He strokes himself slowly to start, his eyes locked on you, watching your every reaction, feeding off the way your chest rises and falls in quick, shallow breaths.
"Like this?" he asks, his tone taunting as he strokes himself from base to tip, his thumb swiping over the head with a low hiss. âThat what you wanted?â
Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of him, straining and in his hand. The sight of his thumb brushing over the tip of his cock sends a hot, electric pulse through your body, your hand between your legs moving in time with his slow strokes.
"Yeah," you whisper, voice trembling with need. "Just like that."
You slip your hand lower, sliding two fingers inside yourself with a low moan. Logan groans like heâs the one being touched, his hand speeds up, eyes glued to where your fingers disappear in your slick heat.
His cock leaks pre-come over his knuckles each time his fist passes over the dripping head, the wet sound of it mixing with the low hum of the fan and your own breathy sighs.
"You look so fuckin' good like this honey," Logan groans, his voice rough, strained. "All spread out, playing with that pretty pussy for me."
You whimper at his words, your body aching for more than just your own touch. You need him, need the feel of his rough hands on your skin, his mouth, his cockâanything.
Your fingers move faster, slipping deeper inside with each pump, but itâs still not enough. The stretch is nothing compared to taking Logan, to the feeling of him carving a place for his thick cock inside your pussy, hitting that spot inside you that your fingers canât quite reach.
Your hips buck up towards your hand, your back arching off the chair as your free hand clutches the armrest tightly.
Loganâs pace quickens, his fist pumping his cock with a new urgency, heavy balls bouncing with every rough tug.
âGod, look at you, such a needy fuckinâ thingâ he growls, chest heaving as his gaze flicks between your flushed face and the glistening mess youâre making of yourself like he canât decide where to look. âYou want it bad, donât you?â
"Please," you whine, desperation creeping into your voice. Too keyed up to draw this out any longer. âI need you inside me, Logan. I canât take it anymore.â
Logan groans, a sound that rumbles deep in his chest. His hand falters slightly on his cock, squeezing hard around the base as your words push him dangerously close to the edge. His jaw clenches, eyes raking over you, and with a growl, he stands.Â
The last threads of his restraint snapping.
 He crosses the room in two long strides, towering over you where you sit. His cock swollen and hard, sways between his legs with every step, glistening with pre-come that drips to the floor. His eyes, hooded and burning, drink you in as he reaches down, yanking your hand away from your slick heat.
âThought you said it was too hot to move,â you tease breathlessly, unable to quit egging him on even when your legs start to tremble with need, spreading wider to welcome him.
Logan ignores you, tugging your hand to his lips. Your breath catches in your chest, a weak moan escaping you as he takes your soaked fingers in his mouth. His tongue swirling along your skin to taste you, his eyes never leaving yours as he does.
âChanged my mind,â he growls, strong hands rough and possessive as they drop your wrist and haul you out of the chair so he can spin around, collapsing into it with you in his lap. The wood gives a warning creak beneath you but neither of you care.
Not when his mouth is on yours, hot and demanding as he slides his tongue past the seam of your lips. The heat radiating off his body is suffocating, but you welcome itâcraving the weight of him on you.
You melt against him, feeling the hard planes of his body against yours, every inch of him alive and pulsating with need. Loganâs hands find their way to your hips, fingers digging in just enough to send a rush coursing through you.
Itâs intoxicating, the way he devours you, his hands exploring every inch of your back, grasping and pulling you impossibly closer.Â
The hard jut of his cock presses against your thigh, a thick plane of heat that makes your pussy throb with need. You shift your hips, grinding down on him in messy circles.
âYou feel that?â he growls, lips brushing against your ear. âThatâs all for you, darlinâ.â
âNeed you,â you whimper, grinding down against him faster, desperate for the friction that sends pleasure rippling through you. âPlease, Logan, I need you inside me now.â
âHold on, baby,â he murmurs, his voice low and husky, sending sparks all up your spine.
He dips his head, capturing your lips again, while his hands roam hungrily down your sides, fingers curling around your thighs to urge your legs open wider. âYou wanna tease me, youâre gonna have to get off just like this.â
Logan angles his hips so that his cock slips between your drenched folds the next time you roll your own down.
The hot, slick glide sends electric shocks of pleasure racing through you, your body responding instinctively to his touch. You gasp against his lips, fingers tangling in his hair as you push down, desperate for more.
âGod, youâre so fuckinâ wet,â he growls, his voice dripping with lust as he watches your movements with hungry eyes. âJust for me, huh? Sheâs droolinâ just for me.â
You nod breathlessly, chasing the friction, craving the feel of him so close. You lift your hips and rock back down again, the blunt head of his cock brushing against your swollen clit, and you feel your body pulse in response.Â
âMore,â you plead, leaning in to nibble at his lower lip. âI need it.â
Logan pulls away, shaking his head with a wicked grin. âCome on, tough shot,â he says, giving your ass a quick smack and kneading the tender flesh in his hand roughly. âYouâre gonna come like this, you can do it baby.â
You whine, dropping your chin to your chest. Your hands find his shoulders, nails digging crescent moons into the strong muscle. Your chest slips slickly against his, the front of your tank almost entirely soaked with sweat.
Yours or his, it doesn't matter. The white cotton turned transparent enough that your breasts are on full display, nipples hard and visible.
You watch a single bead of sweat make its way down the length of his throat. It trickles down and down and down until it dips between the pronounced muscles of his chest.
You duck your head, dragging your tongue up the valley of his pecs. A deep moan bursts from your lips, pussy drooling more slick over Loganâs cock at the coarse feel of his thick hair on your tongue, at the heady taste of his sweat filling your senses.
Logan groans, hands tightening their hold on your waist. The dull ache his strength leaves behind is enough to let you know that two hand shaped bruises will be blooming over your skin by tomorrow morning.Â
âCome on, girly,â he encourages, nipping at the sweaty column of your throat, the sharp points of his teeth scraping along the sensitive skin deliciously. âFuck me, give it to me good.â
Your hips speed up, his hard cock sliding through the slick folds of your cunt faster. The tip bumps against your clit deliciously with every move, smearing pre-come along the way to add even more to the mess between your legs.
âGonna fuckinâ fill you up,â he groans, breath puffing warm and hot agasint the slick skin of your lips. âPump you so full of my come youâll be leakinâ for a goddamn week.â
He shifts underneath you, the tip of his cock catching on your entrance just enough for it to push inside on the next grind of your hips.
The barely there fullness has you coming with a sharp cry, nails roughly dragging down Loganâs back hard enough to leave red welts that heal as you go.
The pain mixing with the pleasure of finally getting to feel the warm, wet suction of your pussy has Logan coming with a rough shout of your name. He throws his head back, hands tightening their grip on your hips enough to have your bones grinding together as he pumps you full of his come.Â
âLoganâŠâ you mewl, your pussy fluttering over the tip of his cock, greedy little clenches like you're trying to suck him the rest of the way in. Drunk on the way his release paints your insides, how you can feel each thick spray coating your walls to claim you in the rawest way.
Logan pulls back just far enough to meet your gaze, his eyes dark and smoldering as he watches you squirm in his lap.
"Youâre not tapping out on me already, are you?" he teases, his voice rough and gravelly. "I thought you were tougher than that."
A weak, breathy laugh escapes you, but itâs cut short when he applies just a little more pressure, making your thighs quiver. "Not tapping out," you manage between shallow breaths, your head falling back against the chair. "But youâreâfuckâyouâre insatiable."
Logan smirks, leaning in to nip at the sensitive skin of your throat, his teeth scraping just enough to send shivers coursing through you.
"When it comes to you, baby?" he murmurs against your skin, the heat of his breath fanning over your pulse point. "Fuckinâ always."
A lazily smile takes over your lips as you tighten your core and push, the rest of Loganâs come leaking out over his fingers. Logan groans, pressing his forehead to your shoulder to try and ground himself.
His cock throbs where it sways heavily between his thighs, still hard and ready to go even after he just came. His hand slips down your body, thick fingers running through the creamy mess of come and slick to messily push it back inside you.
âFuckinâ shit, honey,â he groans lowly, pressing his thumb to your clit. âYouâre gonna kill me.âÂ
Before you can respond, he stands again, gently placing your trembling form back into the chair and dropping to his knees in front of you.
Your breath hitches, legs widening despite the way your pussy shakes with overstimulation, like you canât help but spread your legs for Logan anytime he wants.
Logan smirks up at you from between your legs, his lips already ghosting over the inside of your thigh. "Look at you," he growls, voice low and filled with lust. "Still so needy."
The slick heat of his tongue runs along your folds, lapping at the mess he just made of you. You let out a sharp gasp, thighs trembling as your fingers weave into his hair, tugging him closer.
The sensation is overwhelmingâthe rough, demanding pace of his tongue as it swirls around your clit, teasing you, while his hands grip your thighs with bruising force. Keeping you exactly where he wants you, keeping you spread open for his tongue.
Your body arches off the chair with a loud cry, every nerve alight with raw pleasure as he feasts on you, his growls vibrating against your sensitive skin.
"Fuck! Logan," you moan breathlessly, head falling back as you try to keep up with the sensations he's pulling from you.
The heat that was pooling low in your belly reignites, stoked by the way his tongue flicks faster against your clit, each stroke sending you higher.
Logan doesnât let up, his tongue delving deeper, drinking in every moan, every shaky gasp as he drives you closer to the edge. He moans into your pussy, his own arousal clear in the way his hips buck into the air, seeking any kind of friction.
You tug on his hair harder, desperate for more, for release. "Logan, please," you whimper, your voice barely above a whisper, thick with need.
"Attaâ girl," he rasps, his voice thick with desire as he watches your face contort with pleasure. "So fuckinâ pretty like this. You gonna give me another one, baby? Gonna come for me again?"
Every lick, every rough squeeze to your thighs, every teasing stroke sends you spiraling closer to that edge youâre dying to reach again. You can feel the heat radiating off him, his breath hot against your soaked skin and driving you wild.
âLogan, Iââ You gasp, fingers tightening in his hair, urging him closer, closer, closer. âIâm so closeââ
His eyes flick up to meet yours, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, nose and jaw glistening in your juices.
"Give it to me," he growls, the rough rasp of his voice sending a shiver through your overheated body. "I wanna feel you come on my tongue."
Itâs all the encouragement you need. With a strangled cry, your body tenses, thighs quaking as the orgasm crashes over you.
Logan keeps his mouth on you, tongue working you through every pulse, drawing it out until youâre trembling and gasping, your body boneless in the chair.
When you finally come down, panting and spent, Logan pulls away. With one last kiss pressed over your clit, he makes his way up your body, not dropping eye contact as he settles over you.
His hand comes up to your face, thumbs meanly hooking into either side of your cheeks to gently force your mouth open. You part your lips willingly, the heat still radiating between you, a mix of lingering pleasure.
Logan leans in, and the intoxicating scent of sweat and sex surrounds you as he spits what he collected from between your legs back into your own mouth.Â
Your cheeks burn with shame, a broken moan ringing through the space between you. Your glassy eyes stare into Loganâs, his own gaze so intense and all consuming you fight the urge to squirm.
"Swallow," he commands, unwavering.Â
You hesitate for just a moment, caught off guard by the pure audacity, but the way his eyes darken with hunger makes your resolve crumble. With a breathless whimper, you obey, tasting the remnants of your own pleasure mingling with his, the act both humiliating and intensely arousing.
Logan watches you closely, his gaze never straying as you swallow, a dirty smirk creeping onto his lips. âThat's my girl,â he praises, his tone thick with satisfaction.
As the taste lingers on your tongue, you can feel the weight of Loganâs stare like a physical touch.
âThink you can handle another round?â he teases, his voice low and sultry. âI donât plan on letting you off that easy, kid. Not with all that mouthing off earlier.â
You catch your breath, shaking your head in exasperation. âYouâre relentless,â you whisper, a hint of laughter in your voice, though your body betrays you, already craving more.
âOnly for you, babyâ he replies, brushing the strands of hair plastered to your sweaty forehead behind your ear. âOnly for you.â
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