Born222late - Priscilla ♡₊˚⊹

princess treatment w logan ୨୧

his hand on your lower back, guiding you down the street so you never get lost (and because he knows you get anxious).

opening the passenger side door of his truck, making sure you're all buckled up and don't need anything before he even thinks of turning it on.

always opening any door for you ♡.

him reaching over you to grab the hard to reach things on the absolute top shelves before you can even ask because he knows you that well.

him kneeling down in front of you to help you put your shoes on, one at a time, and when he's done planting a kiss on your knee before moving onto the next shoe.

pet names!! doll, baby, honey, pretty girl, babydoll.

never being in bed alone. always in his arms with a whispered "i love you" before you fall asleep, him waiting for your breathing to steady before drifting off himself.

hey could I request lumberjack Logan being known as all emo and solitaire at work but one day his gf shows up because he forgot lunch?

My Girl (Logan Howlett)

A/N: fluffy, lumberjack!logan, bubbly!gf, 20+ f!reader, grumpy!logan, suggestive content

When Logan spent most of the day chopping wood and hauling tree trunks, he wasn’t exactly a in a chatting mood so the men he worked with didn’t really know much about him. Logan put in the long hours and he’d go home, he wouldn’t ever go to the bar with them, wouldn’t join in on the work gossip. His coworkers only knew two things about him; his name and what car he drove. Sometimes he would be dropped off and they only ever saw the silhouette of whom they could assumed was a woman, but Logan never had her get out of the car.

“Who’re you hiding from us, Logan?” They would tease and he’d only smirk to himself, shaking his head as he continued his tasks.

You weren’t a secret, he wasn’t trying to hide you. Logan wanted to keep you safe, to protect you, and above all, keep you to himself. Some of the men didn’t know how to control themselves around pretty women and Logan believed you were the prettiest thing to grace the Earth. He knew he wouldn’t be able stand their ogling eyes on you, their cheap sweet talk making you uncomfortable, so he’d kiss you and tell you he loved you before getting out, he’d tell you to sit in the car as he grabbed his tools, and give you a sly wink as you backed out to head home.

It wasn’t your intention to drive up there without his knowledge, but he had forgotten his lunch and you couldn’t stand the thought of him working those long shifts without something to eat. As you scanned the yard for him among the others who were already taking their lunch break, one of them began to approach you with a small smirk, his eyes roaming over the backside of your jeans. When you spotted Logan, he was already sauntering towards you, the ax resting over his shoulder as you happily bounded over to him, unaware of the man now cowering below Logan’s sharp gaze behind you. “Don’t be mad. You forgot your lunch.” You say against his lips as he brings you into his aide with an arm around your waist. You press a hand into his chest and hold tightly onto his lunchbox behind his back as he kisses you with such fervor it makes you dizzy.

It’s his fault he forgot it, left it sitting there on the counter on which he also had you sitting with his head between your thighs. It had been a rushed morning, but if he was going to choose whether to spend what extra time he did have packing his lunch or pleasuring you, he would choose the latter again. “Couldn’t ever be mad at you, baby.” He whispers against your lips, holding you so possessively you feel slightly out of breath. “You should go home now,” He urges and he feels your lips turn into a frown against his mouth which makes him chuckle. “Or would you like to stay with me during lunch?” He asks and you nod. “Just this once.”

The other men in the lumberyard understand why he’s always racing to get home. They understand why there’s no space in his life for work buddies or late night drinks at the bar. Logan’s in love. They see it in the way you two seem to be in your own little world as you sit on the hood of the car, yapping his ear off about the errands you’re going to run and the dinner you’re going to cook while he leans against the hood beside you, eating and listening with a content look in his face. “You don’t have to go through all that trouble, princess.” He tells you as he’s packing up his lunchbox.

“Well then, what will we have for dinner?” You tease as he moves to stand in front of you, leaning into you so he can kiss you softly, his hands firmly planted on the hood as you caress his bearded jaw.

“I was hoping for a dessert first type of evening.” He whispers, making your face grow warm as he mumbles into your neck, “Let me take you out for dinner.”

The idea of a night out so you can have a relaxing night in is quite appealing and you hum as his lips move to your collarbone. “What should I do until you get home then?” You ask, sighing as he bites your earlobe gently.

“Wait for me in bed.” He whispers, one of his hands smoothed down your back and he pulls you into him, pressing your chest into his own. “You don’t have to do anything else for me today, sweetheart.”

Logan was secluded, he wasn’t big on having drinking buddies, and there wasn’t much that he wanted in terms of things. With you, however, Logan was kind and doting and all he wanted was to keep you happy and satisfied, you were all that mattered. You were his little piece of heaven on Earth and he wasn’t going to allow anything to soil what you two shared, not in this lifetime.

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Could you do something about Logan choosing Reader's clothes for a date? 🫶🏻

A/N: fluffy, suggestive content, bf!logan, established relationship, kind of dom!logan?

going on a date with logan is an event in itself, he’s always such a gentleman and you find yourself unable to stop smiling for the entirety of the night, he has a way of making each date special

in your relationship, logan’s in charge of everything, not in a controlling manner, he just does everything for you, he knows what you want and how you like things done and it’s easy for him to take the lead

it’s easier for you to follow and he allows you to tap into your soft feminine side, a side of you that past boyfriends never really cared to nurture, with logan it was simple; he said and you did

“here,” logan handed you a cup of coffee while you were doing some work and you didn’t even bother asking what kind it was, he knew your favorite flavors, “when you finish up, we’re going out” he says

there isn’t a whole lot of arguing between the two of you, at the end of the day, he has your best interests at heart because he loves you, he just naturally enjoys being the man that cares for you, does for you

“where are we going?” you ask while he’s getting dressed and he smiles at you in the mirror before he turns and motions to the clothes he laid out on the bed for you to wear tonight

“just out, wanna show you off,” he says as he sits on the end of the bed to watch you and your face grows warm as you remove your lounging clothes to don the black, thigh length dress he picked out for you

but not before he guides you by your thighs to stand between his knees so he can kiss your hips and belly softly, his large hands squeezing your ass and waist as you run your hands through his hair, sighing

he inspects your dress and make sure it fits how he envisioned it, he picks out your heels because you’ll end up choosing an uncomfortable pair, and he gives you two choices of earrings to pick from

his arm never leaves your waist as he leads you to the car and opens the passenger door for you, he fixes the skirt of your dress as you sit down, and carefully closes the door before he walks to his side

it’s through little actions like that where he reminds you he’s there for you, he reminds you that you don’t have to do a single thing when you’re with him, he’s got you, and usually he’s three steps ahead of you

when you arrive at a little italian restaurant you recall off handedly mentioning craving italian food about two weeks ago and you realize he had planned this night ahead of time for you

“you didn’t have to do this,” you gush as he takes your hand to help you out of the car and he just kisses the top of your head, bringing you into his side as he closes the car door

“of course I did,” he smirks, as he guides you inside and chooses which side of the table you’re sitting on, he has to sit where he can see all entrances because it’s his job to watch your back

“can’t let any craving of yours go unsatisfied, princess,” he says as he kisses your cheek before sitting across from you and you feel your face warm up as you smile bashfully, shaking your head at him

logan loves that you let him take care of you, handle you how he sees fit, dress you, even, simply because it gets him off to have a pretty thing to pamper and fuss over, you’re his princess and he knows you best

Ugh😩

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new theme is adorable !! love love love

aaa tysm thats so sweet!! :((

i'm in vacation and coming back to 1k on my lumberjack!logan post was suchh a nice surprise ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა♡