What Could Have Been😭😭😭

Good Dad Mace Windu strikes again!

I love to show how I think Maul would fight against the constant call of the dark side, and how Mace is absolutely amazing at regulating his violent instincts!

hm.

🎀MALE!READER, BOTTOM!LOGAN

currently thinking about being the new hire as a lumberjack, too bright-eyed and eager for your own good- standing just a little taller than him. logans been assigned to teach you the basics, to which he scoffs at. the last thing he needs right now is to teach some dumb kid. and then youre getting under his skin. you pack him lunches, writing his name in a messy scrawl on the brown paper bag, a small smiley face under it. youre following him around like a lovesick puppy, and he doesnt know whether to throw you a stick or scold you. when youre drunkenly confessing your feelings for him, he had seen it coming for ages now. anyone could tell from the way you stared at him like he hung the moon in the sky. and when youre tumbling into bed together, he's surprised to find you in between his legs, knocking his knees a part.

"what're you doing?" hes sitting up on his elbows, watching you reach for his belt.

"just lemme take care of you, lo, please?" you cant help but press your clothed erection against the swell of his ass, practically salivating at the thought of what was waiting underneath. "let me?" you ask once more, unsure if you had read his signs wrong.

and he doesnt mind. fuck, he doesnt mind one bit. logan had been so accustomed to taking the lead, man or woman, that he had forgotten how good it was to let go.

how good it was to feel a cock slip past his tight hole, your hips canting up to reach his sweet spot. hes been reduced to a mindless, babbling mess, all 200 something pounds of him. his legs are thrown over your shoulders, his arms wrapped tightly around your neck. a possessive streak finds itself deep into your chest at seeing him like this: eyes screwed shut, mouth falling open as he grunted with every roll of your hips. god, youd do anything to see him like this every night.

"'m gonna come," he rasps out, tongue darting out to wet dry lips, an invitation to lean down and capture his lips with your own, "oh, fuck, 'm gonna... right there."

grabbing onto his shoulders, youre able to push deeper inside of him, harder, faster- how he likes it. he cums with a deep whine, writhing on your cock. youre quick to follow, burying yourself deep inside his gut, the sound of your heavy balls slapping against his ass. you dont say much as you pull out of him, watching his hole struggle around you. he watches through heavy eyelids, cock growing flaccid against his thigh, hands moving to your hips when you climb up his body to kiss him, gentle, slow, a promise for more.

bottom logan supremacy!!

Sorry other anon but logan woukd NOT share

Jean and scott? Sure! But reader??? Helllllll no only HE gets to see readers cock

Speaking of.... (cw for wolverines masochism and sexual burning and crazy jealousy and mean reader im gonna yap)

Imagine reader with good dick... like better than Logan's ever felt; size doesnt matter (even if you're big) because somehow you can fuck him perfectly and know what he wants before he even asks.

Overstimulation is tricky because his regeneration gives him insane stamina, so you dont do things over and over but all at once. Vibe ring on his cock, fingering him without lube (the burn is something he can ground himself on) and aiming right for his prostate, and simultaneously digging your other hand's nails on his thigh or chest.

He'd never been taken apart so thoroughly, and he loved whining out your name, telling you he was your boy, being your placid fucktoy before he came all over the sheets.

So imagine how he felt when you suggested letting someone else in to join. He'd feel like shit if he turned it down without trying after you'd explored all the weird kinks he'd found he'd liked after 200 years, so he swallowed the bile in his throat and agreed.

The new guy was... pretty, to say the least. It's like he was everything Logan wasn't. Scrawny, young, and spry. He remembered meeting him before, probably an acquaintance of yours. The thought bothered him that the new guy would see you undressed, but Logan found comfort assuming that you'd probably let the new guy watch first and then he'd take whatever Logan wasn't using.

Logan felt his eye twitch as he heard the new guy request to ride. No. That was Logan's spot, damnit, and he wouldn't let some random kid take away from what he wanted. He bit his tongue, drew blood and swallowed, then retracted and sheathed his claws so the pain would yet again ground him. He watched in discontent as you slid your expert fingers in and out of the other guy's asshole, and once the guy moaned out your name the way only Logan should be able to, he snapped.

Logan ripped the guy off of you and tossed him to the ground, throwing the clothes down beside him.

"I'm not getting cucked. Not now, not ever. Nobody else is gonna see your cock but me," he growled, enunciating by grinding down on you. Suffice to say, you were pissed. The guy was bleeding, Logan's claws nicked him on the way down, all because Logan didn't speak up until you were prepping.

You scoffed and tossed Logan off, showing the poor kid to the door and turning back to Logan.

"Unacceptable shit. You should have said no in the first place, or said no when he asked to ride, or said no when I asked if you wanted it," you snapped. Logan felt his anger fade to guilt—you were right, yeah. Many opportunities to quit.

You lit a cigarette and puffed angrily, ignoring the sad puppy dog eyes he sported. You slumped on the couch and once Logan sat beside you, you finally noticed what he was asking. His wrist was outstretched to you, inviting a burn that he'd almost expected never to come. You chewed on your cheek. He was apologizing.

"Open," you finally said. Logan hurried, opening his mouth eagerly to accept the 'punishment' (it wasn't really, since nothing got him hornier than you being mean) and a moan left his throat when you pulled on his tongue to stretch it out.

Right in the middle, you stamped your quarter-smoked cigarette out on his tongue and followed it with spitting right into his mouth to hear the sizzle of the burning flesh. It healed quickly, so you lit your lighter and heated up the metal around the flame, then pressed it into his wrist, searing the flesh. He brought his blistering wrist to your lips in an invite to lick it, which you obliged before his body could fix the wound.

Logan laughed giddily. Nobody else could see this. Nobody else could feel this. Nobody but him.

-wolverine pussyfucker (the one who brought up jealous logan)

AND WHY DO YOU GUYS LEAVE MASTERPIECES LIKE RHESE IN MY INBOC WHERE IS THE FULL FIC WHY ARENT YOU POSTING THIS THIS IS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL SUGAR BEE THE AMOUNT OF TIME I REREAD THIS IS EMBARRASSING

I absolutely love a jealous Logan idc if it’s canon or not something about that grumpy bastard being incredibly possessive on the inside makes my cock hard especially him realizing it in the middle of a threesome? Oh Jesus Christ want to comfort and punish him at the same time head spinning need to lay down🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️

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BOBA FETT | COMMANDER CODY

based on @dinbeskarbaby​‘s post

first time in a long time making an actual post but my god look at this photo he’s so so so fine, I’m here to spread the Edgeshot agenda, look at him he’s 1000% finer in the anime holy fuck

I miss my sunshine pookie😭😭

Regarding The Bad Batch Season 3 trailer,

If you manage to take down one, the other is never far behind...

Sometimes a family is a Survey Corps captain, a professor, an amnesiac warden and the danger-prone child, who also has no memory and fell from the sky.

Companion piece to this