#messy x1

[7wuliy]

@chaeryeos so sweet!

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[lessonnzero]

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[yningz]

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[gun-wook]

⠀ ⠀【⠀trippin', trippin' for fun⠀⠀⠀⠀🚨💥

[m00nbap]

虎穴に入らずんば虎子を得ず。 🍛. Love is a war but we will come undefeated. ⏳ ⪩⪨ ᯇ ♡ 🧶 ﹒✦﹒✿ ˚

[pink-horizon]

[maiwrld]

even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe, all the hell that you gave me?

[hyookka]

woodz cho seungyoun moodboard

[healmydesires]

no bc i know damn well X1 or X2 logan would go until he was grunting and whimpering in your ear from accidentally overstimulating himself…

OH DEFINITILY… he’d be whimpering so much. especially after going round after round after round 🤤 UGHHHH I’m going insane 😭 this ask truly inspired me to write it … because you’re so real!

I normally don’t really write drabbles but hey I had to write it soooooo! enjoy 🩷

getting no sleep ꕤ (l.h)

pairing: logan howlett x reader

summary: what the ask says tbh! logan gets overstimulated while having sex.

genre: smut (mdni! 18+)

word count: 684 (it’s a lil drabble owo)

warnings: porn no plot, overstimulation (both but mainly logan ngl), unprotected piv, creampie, breeding kink kinda oops, dirty talk

“God you’re so warm—fuck—so wet,” Logan mumbles on, rambling without a thought, too enveloped in the feeling of your walls wrapped around his cock. You feel every inch of him as he fucks you raw, completely bare. He’s been fucking you round after round after round.

“Logan,” you whine, various cries spilling from your gaping mouth.

“Come on baby,” Logan’s words are slurred from the haze of his own pleasure, recognizing your familiar clench around his length as he keeps plunging inside your tight cunt.

“Lo,” you keen, feet pushing him closer to you as you both mewl in sensitivity. He gasps when you pulse around him, wanting him to spill his load inside of you, needing to see him fall apart. 

His abs are clenching, Logan’s whimpering above you as you tightened your walls around his cock. “Babyyyy, you’re killin’ me.” His head tipping back as loud groans and wines are spilling from his slacked jaw, “fuck baby that feels so good—” he chokes out, as he runs his hands over your body.

Soon he leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, groaning and whimpering against your mouth. The kiss is so messy; whenever you would pulse around him, his jaw would fall open, and his pretty hazel eyes would roll back in his head.

“Fuuuuck, I am—shit—so close, fuck—” He moans into your mouth, Logan’s body jerks when you clench particularly hard around his cock.

“Christ,” He let his chin fall back down, jaw slack and eyes heavy as he watches his dick disappear inside your tight pussy. You feel his cock twitch as you pulse around him.

The burning ache you are feeling begins to disintegrate as you feel your orgasm approach, gripping onto the sheets, his hands, anything that can stabilise you. “Fuck, Lo—” you whimper as tears stream down your puffy cheeks, drool leaking from the edges of your mouth as you feel yourself release the pent up pleasure. Your orgasm sweeps you in a vicious wave of euphoria, thighs trembling as you moan softly underneath Logan. Your pussy gushing all around his dick and over his lower abdomen.

“Ah fuck—” he whimpers, pushing himself up as he thrusts deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. “Are you gonna take my cum like a good girl? Let me fill you up until you’re full and messy?”

You visibly shiver at his words, mouth dropped open in awe as you watch him, nodding along. “Please, please Logan...”

“Fuck, take it baby.” He whimpers. It washes over him instantly, hips stuttering into you as he grows desperate, eyes squeezing shut when he feels his cock throb inside of you before hot spurts of his cum splash along your walls, painting them in ribbons of white. The feeling makes you hum, limbs limp on the bed as he shallowly thrusts into you, making sure you take every last drop. 

His whole body is practically buzzing, long legs shaking from the intensity of your combined orgasms, mind feeling like jello as the aftershocks run through his body.

“Fu-uuuck baby,” he whines, biting his lip hard as he watches you try to keep up with his orgasm flooding your pussy.

When the stimulation starts becoming too much for him; and right when your vision comes back to you, he pulls his cock out of you. His hips pull away from yours while his index and middle finger pushes his cum back inside of your quivering hole making you whimper loudly, his two fingers basking in the aftermath before he lets his body slump against your own. 

“We gotta clean this mess up, huh?” You whisper with a playful smirk.

Logan groans as he wraps his arms tighter around your body. “Later,” he grunts, making you giggle.

“Glad I’m not always the only one getting overstimulated here.” 

“Respectfully baby, shut up.” He mumbles as he nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck.

Another fit of giggles escape you at his behaviour. 

Who would have thought, that the roles would be reversed one night?

thanks for reading <3 mwah

[stargirlrchive]

── RELINQUISHED CONTROL w/ SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

simon riley x fem!reader

cw: subby simon, sleepy/tired simon, p in v, spit as lube, use of ‘good boy’ x1, brief nipple play, orgasm delay/control

NSFT ✩ MINORS DNI (18+ ONLY)

MASTERLIST

you could practically taste the exhaustion radiating off of simon. his shoulders sagged and as he slipped his balaclava off you could see just how much more defined the bags and purple under his eyes were.

his body slumping against yours as he held you close, running his hands down your back, up and through your hair. pressing a lazy kiss to your mouth. his tongue prying your lips open, slow and messy before he pulled away.

you had to drag him towards the shower, his eyes closed as you guided him through your shared home. turning the water on for him and letting him strip. he soaked and cleansed himself longer than normal, but you didn’t mind. knowing he needed time to unwind.

and when he collapsed onto the mattress, you were already waiting for him. his nose nuzzling into your neck, eyes barely open as he began to suck and lick down your throat. “you aren’t sleepy?”

you words were quiet, but the way his thick fingers dug into your hips was your answer. maneuvering the two of you so you were on top of him. your thighs straddling his hips as his mouth licked down to your chest. his tongue gliding over your nipple, the gentle sucking over the fabric of your thin shirt had you preening. your hips rocking over his when he finally tugged your shirt off.

sucking lazily, whining against your skin as he bucked his hips forward. his fingers everywhere on your body, gripping and massaging and removing the layers of clothes you had on.

he wanted you to take care of him tonight. he needed it. and without him saying it, you knew it too.

your fingers slipped into the waistband of his briefs, feeling his cock begin to grow hard, circling your thumb against the tip, before pulling the fabric of his boxers off.

spitting into your palm before wrapping around the base of his cock. jerking your hand up and down a few times before he fully hardened against your hold.

your fingers pushing his head back so you could kiss and nip at his throat, “need me to take care of you tonight, si’?”

he nodded, eyes screwed up as your fingers continued to tug and squeeze at his hard length. you nipped gently at his jaw, gliding your thumb against his messy tip, “no, baby. need you to use your words for me.”

it was far and few in between when simon relinquished control. and despite knowing how much he needed this, your heart thrummed at being able to take it.

his voice always became so desperate and needy, your clit aching to see such a strong man’s knees buckle just for you.

his voiced wavered with desperation, eyes sleepy as he nodded up at you once more, “need you to take care of me tonight.”

your lips trailed down his neck, kissing and sucking softly as simon grew increasingly more desperate. your tongue tracing down his toned chest and abdomen. moaning softly as you got to the thin patch of hair on his lower belly.

pressing gentle kisses at the base of his thighs before biting down. wasting no time in taking his cock into your mouth. sucking and lapping at the tip as he cried out. your eyes locked on his as his fingers gripped at the sheets.

simon’s fingers were desperate to thread through your hair but he refrained. you knew what he needed, and he was going to let you give it to him. swallowing around his thick cock as the tip knocked against the back of your throat. he was so close.

his cock aching and angry, eyes rolled back and ready to come into your mouth before you pulled away. a choked noise left his mouth as he looked up at you in confusion.

“it’s okay, baby. don’t worry, m’gonna make you feel good.”

his mouth opened as if it protest but no words came out. leaning into your touch as you pet his hair, his lips trying to find yours as you placed kisses all along his face. “just relax, si’. you’re doing so good.”

he felt his cock throb at the praise. your warm thighs straddling him once more as you dragged your cunt along the length of his dick. your head hung forward to watch him.

his fingers held onto your waist but there was no force in his grip. letting you take control.

“you want to fuck me, baby?”

he grunted quietly, nodding, “fuck, yeah-need you.”

a soft laugh fell from your mouth, giving shallows rolls of your hips, the head of his cock knocking against your swollen clit each time. your thighs trembled with anticipation.

“who does this cock belong to, hm?”

you slowly sunk down onto him, biting back the desperate need to take him fully.

“fuck-”

your hips paused their descent, “that’s not the answer i was looking for.”

simon’s nails dug into the plush of your hips, his thighs trembling beneath yours as he tried to even out his breathing, “you, belongs to you.”

you bit back a smile, sinking down fully to lazily grinding down against him, “what belongs to me, hm?”

with gritted teeth, he babbled out, “my cock.”

“good boy.”

your hips raised and slammed down onto his, simon’s cock pulsed as you bounced against him. using him in the best way. his back arched off the bed as he let his desperation take over.

grunts and soft whines of pleasure tumbling out of his mouth. it was too good. your cunt wrapped around him like a vice. warm and wet and welcoming.

a soft, broken cry left his mouth as he tried so hard not to come so quick. each rock and sway of your hips had simon seeing stars.

the stress and ache of day slowly leaving him each time you sunk down onto his cock. “fuck, gonna come-need to come, please.”

his fingers dug into your waist as you bounced down faster. your fingers reaching between your thighs to rub at your clit.

you tightened up around him and simon’s back arched. the first spurts of his come filling you as your name fell from his mouth, followed by a string of thanks you.

your orgasm came shortly after, your thighs aching and trembling as you slumped against him. his fingers rubbing against your back as you pressed kisses to his jaw and lips.

“you did so good, si’. made me feel so good.”

he practically purred as he pulled you closer. nuzzling into your neck as your fingers tangled through his short hair. his breath evening out into a steady rhythm as he fell asleep in your arms.

[wolverinebub]

In terms of styling- hair and facial hair, I do really like X1 for doing a good job while keeping it realistic. Logan's hair is quite messy and unkept, but the little tufts are just enough to give the hint of Wolverine without looking stupid.

[velvet4510]

Wolverine, Cyclops, and Learning to Respect Your Rival in Love

I have thoughts on Logan and Scott’s relationship in the Fox films. (I’ve never read the comics; this is strictly a commentary on the movie-verse.)

I always say ship and let ship. If you wanna look at these two through shipper’s goggles, fine. I won’t stop you.

But when I look at these two, I don’t really see something shippy. I see something actually quite remarkable, something that is very rarely depicted between rivals in an onscreen love triangle, and something that speaks to Logan’s incredible character development.

We are used to love triangles where the rivals despise each other to the point of competing, name-calling, fistfighting, and even duels to the death. Two people who have the same love interest are stereotyped time and again in fiction as bitter enemies who don’t care about the other’s wellbeing at all.

But Logan and Scott are different. Logan’s feelings toward Scott have a total 180 arc throughout the series, and it’s a phenomenal piece of character growth to witness.

X1 and X2

It’s no secret that they start off very jealous of each other and there is a mutual dislike as a result. They both want Jean. Logan is upset that Scott already has Jean, and Scott is upset that Logan is trying to steal her away. And let’s be honest, Logan is pretty disrespectful to both Jean and Scott’s feelings in the first two films. He shows no shame in flirting with Scott’s girlfriend in front of him and trying to get her to cheat on Scott when Scott has been kidnapped. When Jean insists she loves Scott, Logan just asks “do you?” as though she doesn’t mean it, and then kisses her despite her saying no. His desperation for love and attention makes him disregard and try to ruin Jean and Scott’s committed relationship. It’s not good behavior, and it’s probably Logan’s greatest character flaw in X1 and X2. Scott has every right to hate Logan for this.

But then something changes.

Then Jean disappears and is presumed dead.

Suddenly Logan and Scott have something in common. Suddenly they both are thrown into unimaginable grief and agony. Suddenly they are sharing something.

And then Logan comes clean with Scott. “She did make a choice. She chose you.” Finally, he understands Scott and says something respectful to him.

The Last Stand

And then a few years later, Jean reappears, not herself, and it is Scott who vanishes. Suddenly Jean is not only alive, but kissing Logan just as he has always desired. He becomes lost in the passion for a moment, because omg this is it, she changed her mind, she wants me, miracles do happen … The Logan of X1 and X2 would’ve gone all the way with Jean/Phoenix with zero hesitation.

But then Logan does something incredibly admirable and mature.

He stops.

He lets himself think, and he realizes: This isn’t Jean. The Jean he knew committed herself to Scott. The Jean he knew loved Scott, not him. This is wrong. She’s suddenly making a move on him, with no mention of Scott? This can’t be right.

So he asks what happened to Scott.

Scott, a man who Logan once dreamed of getting out of his way, is now a man whose life actually matters to Logan.

Then the rest of The Last Stand happens, and everything falls apart.

Days of Future Past

And then comes the greatest test that Logan has ever faced when it comes to this messy love triangle.

He travels back in time to change history. Back to a time before Jean and Scott ever met, before he ever met them. He finds himself sitting before a young Charles, the man who introduced Jean and Scott in the first place, wbo introduced him to his beloved Jean and to Scott in the first place. A young Charles who has read his mind and seen his memories of his love for Jean.

And here, right in front of him, is an opportunity to get what he would’ve done anything to get in X1 and X2. A chance to perhaps prevent Charles from ever introducing Jean and Scott, so he can be with Jean in the new future. To not tell Charles about Scott, to only tell him the names of Jean and his other friends like Storm to ensure they are still with the X-Men in the future.

But instead? He says this:

“Promise me you’ll find us. Storm. Scott. Jean. Remember those names.”

He mentions Scott! He mentions the man who he once envied, who held Jean’s heart and held onto it even as Logan gave his own heart to her. A man whose life and future he has now learned to appreciate and grow protective of.

He lets go of his jealousy, of his resentment, of his own desires. He honors Jean and Scott’s feelings, not his own.

He makes sure that Jean and Scott will still meet in the new timeline, that Charles will still bring them together, that their love will still grow this time around.

Then he goes back to the future and finds that it worked beyond his expectations. The Last Stand never happened. Jean and Scott are alive, well, and together.

In the end, Logan finally understands that Jean and Scott truly belong to each other, and that he was wrong to get in the middle, and so he sets off the domino effect that ultimately creates true happiness for Jean and Scott.

Logan changes from prioritizing his own feelings to prioritizing Jean and Scott’s feelings. He goes from trying to break up Jean and Scott, to personally ensuring that Jean and Scott still find each other even when history itself has changed.

Rather than destroy his rival in love, Logan instead ensures his rival’s salvation.

If that isn’t character development, I don’t know what is.

[lessonnzero]

It hurt me more than I imagined

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[piratefishmama]

so i've been cleaning out my dads room these past few days because he's due to come back from the hospital in 2 weeks (aiming for that not sure yet) and i swear to god so far we've found, and keep in mind, he's a bit of a hoarder:

x7 - old phones dating back all the way to the Nokia 6300

x4 - cameras that dont work.

x3 - camcorders, none with battery chargers or cables.

x3 - sets of binoculars

x5 - fishing rods

x2 - fishing nets

x4 - fishing reels

x2 - christmas trees

ALL MY MOTHERS OLD PHOTO ALBUMS THAT HE LET HER BELIEVE HER MOTHER BURNED. (i'm talking pictures of when i was five minutes old, christmas photos, pictures of dogs we've had over the years, family trips, their wedding photos, pictures of when she lost all her weight after having me, SO many memories just buried in a drawer)

an unknown number of landrover magazines (they filled two very large storage boxes and there's still more downstairs)

BEDDING FROM WHEN I WAS SEVEN (i'm 30), it was dusty

A few things no daughter should ever have to acknowledge that her 66 year old father owns (sex stuff)

an insurmountable amount of dust

x6 unusable belts

x4 neck ties coming apart at the seams

at least x15 tiny moths.

at least ten dogs worth of dog hair.

x1 MASSIVE telescope from when i was 9 that hasnt worked in years cause all the stuff for it was lost.

cables upon cables upon cables and no idea what they go to (not the cameras/camcorders or telescope, we checked)

x2 laptops. Neither work.

like. i know i'm messy, there's no doubt there that i can be very messy, but dude. dude.

[gun-wook]

⠀【⠀want you to love me harder⠀⠀⠀⠀🍿🎳

[m00nbap]

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