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Late night pt.2

In which Logan realize that you're his whole world, but of course too stubborn to admit it at first.

Special thanks to @gewrgia-black and @flow33didontsmoke for the comments ❤️

Warning(s): arguments, angst, Reader is fed up with Logan's bs, slight use of "fucking" (once)

Pairing: Old man Logan x Reader

No use of Y/N

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Ever since you woke up a week before, in your bed, you were confused. So so confused. You remember falling asleep on the couch, but you ended up in your bed. You tried to ask Logan about it, but he just shrugged it off, didn't even give you a straight answer. Days went by, but you still could take your mind off of it. So it means that he cares.... Somehow... underneath all that grumpy exterior. Charles mentioned you before how hellish his life was, how many people he had lost, how many people betrayed him. And you hated the fact that anyone would do that to Logan.

Then after the revelation of his Adamantium poisoning, you were devastated. Your instincts told you, that you want to take care of him, even if he doesn't like it, even if he starts to complain about it. You didn't care. Even sometimes Charles was saying how a disappointment Logan was, how he's not the man he used to be.. and it shattered your heart. To see Logan just live day by day, come back to the smelting power plant you and the others call home, being drunk and just acting like he didn't even care about the world.. but.... You were his world. He didn't want to admit it, didn't want to give into his feelings, not after what he went through. He was afraid... Afraid of what might happen if he just give in.

Waking up, making breakfast, taking care of Charles, making lunch and dinner, doing laundry. That was your routine, all these weeks. The tension was palpable every time you looked at Logan or you were just in the same space as him. And when he came home with bruises and bullet wounds all over his torso and arms, you wanted to help him, comfort him. But as hard headed as he is, he pushed you away. Told you that he didn't need your help, that he wasn't a pathetic man.

It drove you mad, even if you weren't a mutant, you defied Logan, even spoke back to him if he was making you angry, it was rare, but oh boy. He drew you up the wall. Charles knew, he felt it. Felt how you were drawn to Logan, but he knew that he shouldn't intervene in this. All he did was to support you.

"He won't get any younger, you'll never know when his time is up." You recalled Charles' words in your head several times before. Thinking about the possibility of being with Logan, to take care of him like you always wanted, taking care of him like you never imagined it would happen. Your body felt it too. Every time you felt hot, Your body heated up every time you thought about it, and holy mother of Christ, Logan picked on it. Your smell, the scent of your arousal hit his nose Every time, it drives him insane. Knowing that you're Iike this cause of him, and him alone. He knew he was getting addicted...to your sight, to your voice, your eyes, your body. It drove him insane, his heart couldn't take it, his instincts told him to make a move , to get the opportunity to take on his feelings and be god damn happy. But his doubts held him back, damnit.

"Here's your coffee, Lo..." You placed his cup of coffee down on the kitchen table as he sat in one of the chairs, looking rough and tired as usual. He was still handsome, even if he was rugged and old looking. The Adamantium poisoning is something that you're aware of, but you were too afraid to ask how he is. How is the poisoning affecting him.

"Thanks, bub.." he grunted and didn't even look up at you, like he was ignoring you on purpose, his big hand held into the ear of the cup and took a big sip from his coffee, he let out an approving hum.

"Thank you, by the way..." You said rather shyly and fidgeted with your thumbs. Logan saw how nervous you were but decided not to point it out.

"For what exactly?" He asks

"I remember laying on the couch yesterday, waiting for you. And....when I woke up this morning, I was in bed.." he shrugged his shoulders and waved it off with his free hand.

"Maybe you walked back to your bedroom, you just don't remember it.." he tried to sound defensive, didn't want to admit that he actually felt relieved and content that he managed to put you to your bed, to hold you close, even if you weren't conscious. You rolled your eyes and sighed in annoyance, clearly frustrated by his answer.

"I could smell your cologne on my clothes when I woke up. Why can't you say it? You put me to bed." You asked rather harshly. You didn't mean to snap at him like that.

"That doesn't mean anything, bub" he says, defending himself once again, trying to sound nonchalant, but his heart was hammering inside of his chest, tending to burst out in any second.

"For you maybe not, but for me... It means that you care about me, Lo." Logan scoffed and gave you the cold shoulder as usual. His stoic demeanor didn't change, despite the fact that you were right. He's growing soft on you, but his life, the way he lives.. the monster he is... No.. he cannot let you get hurt. Not you... His whole world. Damnit why was this so much?? Agonizing and hurtful?? He often thought about it, how it'd feel to have you by his side, kissing him, touching him, fucking him till he cant breathe anymore..

"Don't read too much into it.. you're just a silly little girl...with silly little thoughts and feelings.." Ouch, right in the feels. Maybe he was right.. maybe you were just a silly little girl with a silly little crush.. NO! It wasn't! You loved him, to the moon and back. But his skull is too thick to understand or even realize it.. what an old fool.

"Really now?? If you wouldn't care about me, you'd leave me on the couch yesterday! But you didn't!!" Jesus, he was getting difficult again. As usual.....but your patience wore thin. All you wanted was to let him understand.. "Why can't you see that I care about you Logan?? What can I do to make you understand??!" He was taken aback by this side of you, as you were always the shy and non-talkative type. Always lurking in the shadows. But yeah...it was enough. Your patience was wearing thin as I said before, and i don't blame you.. he should man the fuck up.

"Don't you dare tell me if I care about anyone or not, this is not your concern!! End of discussion!!" Logan finally snapped, he never snapped at you like this, never in a million years, and all you two were talking about feelings. FEELINGS! yes you're right, Logan was never strong about it.. but god damn. You could see the regret as soon as he stopped snapping at you, but he was too proud to say anything else. And you did something you never thought you would do.... You left the abandoned smelting plant, you needed air, fresh air.

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Part 3?

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Im a short logan lover. Like short logan would be too cute.

Hes 5'3" and im 5'5", that extra 2 inches i have on him? Perfect for sneaking forehead kisses.

Like im going to hug him and hes going to get his face right in my neck and im going to rest my chin on his head.

And the pure strength and power he would have? Unbelievable. Like he would pin me to a wall with my hands probably right next to my head and it would still be so strong and unbreakable.

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Thank you so much @kabukiaku for creating this family portrait of my little TerzOmega family 🥰

Pictured are their daughters Starlight (left, age 9) and Astrid (right, age 6) and I love them all so much 🥺

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just thought about The Thing I Like and got so emotional i acted this gif out in real life with the passion of a broadway actor

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On this blog we are either:

Romantic, horny, or depressed. Hope this helps.

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Give it up...

For GHOUL!!!!!

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Source

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Everybody stop what you’re doing RIGHT NOW and celebrate the last Out of Touch Thursday of 2020

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On Friendship.

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finally, someone for tumblr

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Modern clothes, because I hate drawing complex clothes

Here’s the reference, probably from mellon_soup on Ig and TikTok

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You all need to hear this:

1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and

2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.