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modern au logan is the gruff unemployed lumberjack-looking guy who lives on the edge of town and all the adults hate him and think he’s disreputable but all the kids know that he’s kind and safe and will teach you self-defense and how to play poker and how to cheat at poker and will help you with your history homework

when you steal his clothes | logan howlett

This is more of a drabble so sorry to the anon who requested an imagine

Word Count: 281

Logan wasn’t in the best mood when he woke up this morning, or in his case, this afternoon. He moved his arm to pull his beautiful girlfriend closer to him, but all he felt was cold sheets. Groaning, he opened his eyes to check the clock. It was already one in the afternoon. All Logan wanted to do was lay in bed all day but, he couldn’t do that cause he was late to the classes he was suppose to teach.

As he was searching for close to wear, he heard the door open but didn;t bother to look because he knew who it was. “Y/N? Where the hell is my jacket? I’ve been looking everywhe-” Logan complained, only wearing a shirt and boxers, as you walked through the door. He looked at you, a sheepish smile on your face, attempting to explain yourself. “It- it was cold this morning and I was in a hurry to get some coffee so, I didn’t try looking for mine.”

Logan just sighed. “Well, you do look pretty hot in that jacket.” He said walking towards. “But, I think you look even better with it off.” He smirked, pushing the leather off of your body. Logan kissed your shoulder and groaned yet again, leaning his head against yours. “I have to get to my class Y/N. I’m already late.”The mutant complained, going to pick up his jacket when you stopped him.

“Logan, there are no classes today. So,” You paused, pulling him closer to the unmade bed.” We can do whatever we want.” You smirked. Logan smirked as well. “I think I’ve been a bad influence on you.” He said kissing your neck. 


Originally posted by ccavill

(that ass tho)

So “Logan” is by far the greatest ‘superhero’ movie I’ve seen in a long, long time, but that might just be my intense love for father-daughter relationships and immense angst coming in to play. I cried four times, and while I’d love to ramble about it I don’t want to spoil, so just believe when I say you’ll love it and hate it simultaneously because of how perfect it is.