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fbfh · 8 months

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older!logan x reader hcs

wc: 1.6k

genre: age gap, sort of sugar daddy logan

warnings: big (but legal) age gap, logan is early 40s reader is like early 20s, brief odette mention, logan is a killer lawyer, rory kinda traumatized Logan lol, I haven't finished gilmore girls or ayitl yet so don't come for me lol, logan is obsessedddddddd with reader, mildly smutty, mentions of marriage and proposals, your relationship progresses really quickly

summary: you were reading in a coffee shop when a charming gorgeous much older guy decided to strike up a conversation. little do you know that within a very short time that same charming stranger will know your dress size, your shoe size, and your ring size.

song rec: off to the races - lana del rey

a/n: the choke hold older logan has on me..... euthanize me at this point lmao

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280

As with all nsfw works, all characters are aged up to 18+ (like way over 18 in logan’s case lol)

That being said jesus christ let’s dive right into the brain rot

First things first, a little more about Logan

He’s in his early 40’s and aging like a fine goddamn wine

MEGA MEGA dilf vibes

After the whole millions of dollars sunken into a bad investment in his family’s massive media conglomerate mishap, he still faced a lot of pressure to join the family business

But with Rory rejecting his proposal, he felt so fucking down and beaten up by life

He just had two massive blows to his ego back to back

And he needed a win

Then the strangest thing happened

He just got back from another late night of partying with his friends and switched on the tv so he wouldn’t have to fall asleep with his thoughts, and some random movie was playing

The girl in the movie is at dinner with her boyfriend and thinks he’s going to propose, but he breaks up with her instead

It hits a little too close to home and Logan’s about to switch it off

Then she decides to go to law school to prove herself

He finds himself getting more and more invested in this movie, relating more to Elle with every scene, and by the morning he confronts the idea he’s been shoving away for too long so he doesn’t rock the boat

He talks to his dad and they decide Logan will go to law school, but remain a prominent board member and shareholder of the family company

Mitchum is surprised by how responsible and well thought out Logan’s plan is

He’s forging a path to a very lucrative field - one Mitchum can tell he’s going to be very successful in - while still staying involved enough in the family business

So Logan goes off to law school, and 20 years later he’s a total shark

He’s a prestigious, expensive lawyer with a reputation for never losing and a long streak of killing it with really high profile cases

Now the Huntzberger name carries all the weight and power of his father’s media reach, and Logan’s success in the courtroom

He’s excelling

And he’s excelling enough to keep his family out of his personal life for a while

He’s living the bachelor life until he hits 40

That’s when his parents decide it’s really unacceptable that he’s still not married

So they tell him if he doesn’t get married soon they’ll arrange something

Some french heiress or something

And Logan finds himself right back where he didn’t want to be

And then, like a gift from god, he sees you

Like I said in my initial drabble, Logan first saw you in a cafe reading some dusty novel no one actually reads like war and peace or crime and punishment or something

He's seen people your age do that before, reading complicated stuffy literature to seem smart and make some pretentious English class commentary that barely makes sense

So he calls you on it

"War and Peace, huh?"

He’s expecting you to say something fake and pretentious

Some bullshit fake deep pseudo intellectual shit

But you look up at him, only pausing for a moment before you speak

You’re surprised to see such a gorgeous guy in a little cafe like this

Especially one that seems interested in talking to you

And god, the way you talk about it

The way your eyes light up

It takes him by surprise

He's not just interested

He's invested

You start talking and realize that you've been talking for way longer than you expected to

And he wants more

He wants to know more about you, wants to see you sweet smile and hear your cute little laugh when he says something charming or compliments you

So he takes you out to dinner, his treat

He guides you out the door and into his Porsche with his hand on your back

It's a subtle gesture but it makes your stomach flip

Then he buckles your seat belt for you

If you weren't sold before you sure are by now

So he takes you to this nice fancy restaurant, wines and dines you, and he is laying on the charm thick

"Oh, come on. A pretty young thing like you must have a boyfriend."

"Really, you have excellent taste.”

You don’t miss the way he’s been eyeing you all night

And he doesn’t miss the way you squeeze your thighs together when he touches your face or plays with your fingers

One thing leads to another and after he pays the bill and leaves a generous tip, you find him ushering you back into his porsche

And yet again he closes your door for you and gets you all buckled in

This time when he drives his hand rests on your knee

He thinks he can handle this

He’s the biggest whore on the east coast /affectionate

Then you grab his hand and move it up your thigh

There’s no going back now

He’s in just as deep as you are

Before you know it you’re tearing off each other’s clothes

His lips are all over you and motherfucker does he know what he’s doing

He worried for a moment he might have lost his edge

But as he lays you down into his big soft bed, your skin touching his silky sheets for the first time

But definitely not the last

As he finally touches you and feels how wet you are for him

He knows he didn’t peak in college

“Shh, listen,” he says between kisses that make you feel dizzy, “you’re gonna tell me if it’s too much for you, can you do that?”

You nod while he holds your face in his big hands

“You gotta say it,” he chuckles at how sweet you are, how well you respond to him, “use your words, baby…”

You manage to choke out a desperate yes between kisses that makes his stomach twist

And that is the very beginning to your intense affair with Logan Huntzberger

He’s desperate to see you again

He sends flowers and a dress and a gorgeous necklace to your apartment

And not the normal amount of flowers

The Logan amount of flowers

So a lot

And you can’t believe your luck finding a hot rich older guy that’s so into you

You really like this attention

Your daddy issues are SCREAMING

And Logan likes having someone as gorgeous and intelligent and into him as you are

And he wants to do this right

But he’s rapidly approaching the deadline his family set

He doesn’t want to scare you off

GOD that’s the last thing he wants

But he is terrified of proposing and having it end up like it did the last time

Eventually he works up the nerve to talk to you about it

He’s explaining everything to you while you pay your bills

But it says they’re already paid

And your credit cards are paid off

And your debt has just disappeared

Even your student loans are gone

And there’s a fat deposit in your checking account

He paid off all your debt and didn’t tell you

By the time he’s done explaining that you basically either need to get married asap or you can’t see each other anymore he still hasn’t brought it up

And you realize he’s not going to

He didn’t pay your bills to guilt you into anything

He’s not holding it over your head

He’s taking care of you

And all you’ve ever wanted is someone who will take care of you

Logan is surprised when you agree

But he’s even more surprised at how fast you agree

You sit in his lap and end up rambling about how much you love him, how you don’t think you’ll ever find anyone you like as much as him or anyone that treats you as well as he does

To no one’s surprise the conversation ends with him taking you on every surface of your apartment

Hours later you’re cuddling naked on your couch, resting your head on his muscular chest and listening to his heartbeat

“So like… are we engaged now?” you ask looking up at him

He laughs sweetly

“No, not yet. I have to actually propose first.”

You think back to your conversation earlier when you first said you’d want to marry him

“So that didn’t count before?”

His heart breaks at how little you ask for

“No, that didn’t count.” He kisses your head, “I’m going to take you out somewhere nice, give you a proper proposal, with a nice ring.”

You get butterflies thinking about it

You can’t believe how much he does for you

How much he wants to do for you

You’re quiet for a moment, and he can feel you smiling into his chest

“...Okay.”

Your voice is so small and bashful, and he can hear you suppressing a flustered giggle

Fuck he can’t get enough of you

He laughs and pulls you closer, grabbing your chin and makes you look up at him so he can kiss you

You fall asleep in his arms

And you think that you won’t mind being married so young if it’s Logan you’re marrying

Logan is looking at you with so much love and adoration

And right before he falls asleep

He thinks that maybe it’s not too late for him to find love after all

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inej-ruination-ghafa · 2 months

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maroon - l.h

midnights masterlist | lavender haze | anti-hero

summary: the three times you said no to his marriage proposal and the one time you didn't

warnings: alcohol

wordcount: 2.4k

You were in your second year at college. Yale had been your dream school for as long as you could remember and the first year had been a dream and now you had the second year to get ready for.

You were at a party when you stumbled into some guy and he spilled a glass of alcohol all over your shirt.

You looked at him in shock, staring down at the way that the red of the alcohol had splashed all over your little white dress.

There was a moment of silence as you both looked at one another. The stain was splashed all over your abdomen and he felt awful for it.

Some other boy walked over, gasping at the mess that had been made as he stood next to the blonde boy.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he said, grabbing a stack of tissues and placing the red wine down.

You scoffed. You recognised Logan Huntzberger instantly and you could not believe that this had just happened to you.

“Wow Logan, that’s a mess,” his friend said, “Not you sweetheart, you’re gorgeous,” he teased and you just shook your head.

You tried to dab at the stain with the tissues he had handed you but it wasn't working so you abandoned the idea, instead looking at him annoyed.

”How can I make it up to you?” He asked and his friend leaned on his shoulder, looking at the mess.

“You can buy me a new dress,” you said, trying to ignore the maroon stain that was growing against your stomach, the fabric sticking to your stomach.

His friend that leaned against his shoulder smiled, “He could offer his hand in marriage, that normally does it for me,” he joked.

“Ignore Colin,” Logan said with a smile before he looked at you, “Do you wanna marry me?”

You could feel your face heating up at the proposition but you had to hide your embarrassment and act as nonchalant as possible.

“No way Huntzberger,” you said before looking at his friend, “Does that actually work for you?”

he shrugged, “Ask the missus,”

“He’s kidding,” Logan said with a smile, “Send me the dress,” he pulled out a pen before grabbing your hand and writing his address onto the back of your hand, “And then I'll try to clean it, if not, I'll buy you a new one,”

“Thank you,” you said before walking to the door.

Colin looked at his friend and he realised that he had never seen that look on his face before. His friend had just fallen head over heels with some mystery girl.

“You’re gonna marry her mate,” he said.

Logan turned to him, eyes slightly wide, “you’re crazy,” he said, turning back to watch you leave because it hid the blush on his cheeks.

You turned back as you opened the door and he realised just how red your white dress had been stained. You waved at him, shooting him a smile and he waved back a little too enthusiastically.

Little did you know that tonight was going to be the start of a crazy relationship for you.

You could feel your knee shaking up and down, your hand pressing against your thigh to get it to stop. You were so worried about Logan that you couldn't even function right.

He had been on the trip with Colin and Finn when their stunt had gone wrong and now you were sitting here in a hospital waiting room, hoping that he would be okay but there was no news.

“Mrs Huntzberger?” A voice called out.

You turned around at the sound of your boyfriend's last name and then your brain computed to what they had just said. You looked around and realised nobody knew any difference so you just walked up to the woman, accepting the responsibility, “Oh, um, yes?”

The nurse gave her a smile before she gestured to the room, “You can go in now,” she said.

You nodded and took a deep breath before opening the door. You gasped when you saw it, hand going to your mouth to quiet yourself.

He looked so broken, blood drying slightly on his hairline and he was hooked up to all of these monitors. It broke your heart to see him like this and you sat down next to his bed, unable to take your eyes off of him.

They said he would wake up soon but you didnt mind sitting with him as he slept. With shaky hands, you reached over and brushed a strand of hair out of his face, smiling at the way his head instinctively moved towards you.

You didn't know how long you had been sitting there and staring at him, just making sure that he was really there and alive and wasn't a dream before he started to stir.

His eyes fluttered open and you were met with his gorgeous eyes. You let out a sigh of relief and his lips started to curl into a smile as he looked at you.

“Morning,” he muttered and you chuckled at the words, heart pounding in his chest.

“How do you feel?” You asked, reaching for his hand.

He shrugged his shoulders as much as he could, “The way most people feel when they fall off a cliff,” he teased and you shook your head.

This was not a laughing matter to you. You had nearly lost the love of your life all because he was an idiot and wanted to go out on some dumb adventure and you were so mad at him.

You had been mad ever since you had left your apartment, furious as you drove into New York and absolutely seething as they told you that he had a collapsed lung and listed off all of his other ailments.

But now, as you looked at him, you were just grateful that you got to be mad at him. Grateful that he would stay alive long enough for you to tell him how mad you are. But not now.

”I’m glad you’re alive,” you said and he nodded.

“Me too,” he smiled at you, lips pulling into a smirk, “I’m glad I get to look at your beautiful face again,” he tilted his head to the side, “I thought you’d be more angry,”

You scoffed, “I’m furious,” you said with a small laugh before shaking your head, “No time for that now though, lets just make sure you’re better,”

He nodded, lifting his hand up slowly and touching his cheek. You laughed to yourself before leaning down and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

The nurse walked in and looked at the two of you, a smile on her face.

“Mrs Huntzberger?” She asked.

Logan looked up at the nurse with wide eyes. He had not expected her to say that to you and before he could question it, he watched you stand up.

“Yes,” you replied with little hesitation, forgetting that he was in the room and that you weren’t actually married.

The nurse looked between the couple for a second, “We need to take some tests, see you in a second,”

“One second, I just need to tell my wife something,” Logan said, giving you a teasing smile. Although he was joking, he couldn't deny that the words seemed so normal as they fell off his tongue, like he was meant to say them.

The nurse nodded her head before walking out of the room and Logan looked up at you.

“Are we getting married, Mrs Huntzberger?” He questioned that signature smirk painting his lips.

You could feel your face warming up at embarrassment that he had found out what had happened. You had never meant for him to find out the ways that you had gotten into the room.

“It's the only way they'd let me in,” you tried to explain, embarrassment seeping out of your pores.

Logan did not seem fazed at the idea, his hand reaching out to grab yours, “You want to get married to me?”

“Not today,” you leaned down, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, “One day,” you stood up and walked towards the door, stopping and turning back to him with your hand on the handle, “one day,”

you repeated the sentiment under your breath before walking out. He was left in that room, cheeks hurting from how much he was smiling at the idea of one day making you his wife.

You two were sitting on the hardwood floor, looking at one another. He was leaving for London soon and you made work of your last few days together by drinking that cheap rose that Colin had bought you a while ago.

You were both totally drunk, asking yourself how you had ended up in this position, your feet in his lap, your head tucked into his shoulder as he sucked a mark into your neck.

“Marry me,” he whispered against the skin on your neck, thumb brushing against the bruise that would blossom there soon.

You felt giddy but the words nearly made you sober up. Marriage was a big commitment and after what had happened with your parents, you didn't know if it was ever a good idea.

You leaned into him, hand on his chest as you looked up, getting lost in his eyes for a second before you remembered what you were going to say, “No,”

“I love you, I'm gonna marry you one day,” he repeated the sentiment again and you smiled to yourself.

Although you had been together for nearly two and a half years and had gone through hundreds of ordeals together, the thought of marriage still scared you.

But as you looked into his eyes, both of you a little tipsy as you cuddled on the floor of his apartment, the smell of incense burning throughout your apartment, you knew that maybe it wouldn't be too bad of an idea.

“Okay,” you muttered, not believing it to be real.

“I'm serious. I'm gonna marry you,” he held your face in his hands, not taking his eyes off of you, “I will be your husband,”

You scoffed, still not believing him, “Maybe,”

“Thanks Mrs Huntzberger,” he teased and you stood up, brushing the dust off of yourself before reaching your hand out.

He took your hand, flashing you his signature toothy grin. You could feel your cheeks heating up at the thought of walking down the aisle towards him, that smile looking back at you.

“Let's get you to bed,” you muttered, pulling him up clumsily and he collapsed into your arms and suddenly, the idea of marriage didn't seem too bad.

Two days until graduation. The time was supposed to be relaxing but as you stood in the park where you had gone on your first date with Logan, it was anything but that.

“Excuse me?” You questioned, taking a step back as you looked at him there on one knee in front of you, the box open to reveal a gorgeous ring.

“Marry me?” He asked, not repeating his speech again.

You could feel your heart speeding up and that fear of marriage bubbled back up again and you had to take a few steps back to try and escape that feeling, he noticed that was something wrong and instantly closed the box, shoving it into his jacket pocket before rushing over to you, hands coming to your shoulders to try and smooth you.

“Are you okay?” He asked, not even asking why you were freaking out.

You shook your head, “I need some time,” you managed to stutter out and he nodded his head.

You hated how patient he was with you. It would be easier for Logan to yell at you then for you to have to see that disappointed stare.

Before you even realised what you were doing, you were running in the opposite direction and you didn't stop until you could feel your lungs begging for air.

That was two days ago.

Now you were standing alone at your graduation. You hadnt talked since that day and you didnt know what you were going to do when you saw him but now he was standing there in front of you so you had very few choices.

You gave him a half hearted smile and walked over. He was holding a bouquet of roses in his hands and you didn't know what to say.

“Yours was better than my graduation, I was slightly tipsy an-” he started to say but you could not deal with the small talk.

“Stop,” you said.

He went silent instantly and you could see that similar look of disappointment in his eyes.

Logan reached his hand out, taking yours in his and holding it tight, “Please don't say no,” he begged.

You could feel tears pricking in your eyes, “Logan,” you muttered but he just shook your head before you could say anything.

He knew that he could convince you. You two were perfect together and he didnt know what he would do if he were to lose you.

“You said no when I asked you when I was drunk, you said no last night, you said n-” he started to say and you cut him off.

“Yes,” you stated.

His mouth clamped shut. He looked at you with those big wide eyes. Logan had believed that it would take longer to convince you but clearly this had been your answer the whole time.

“I wanna marry you,” you said, just to reinforce your promise.

He chuckled, that big pearly white grin that you loved appearing, “Serious?” He questioned.

“I want that avocado tree and I want that house and I've applied for some jobs I'm teaching in the Silicon Valley area,” you explained.

He didn't even hesitate to kiss you, dipping you slightly as he revelled in the amazing moment that was occurring. This was all he had ever wanted.

When you both pulled away from the kiss, smiling against each other's lips, he pulled the ring out from his pocket with shaky hands.

You grinned at him as he slipped the ring onto your finger, both of you taking a second to admire the look of it

You kissed him again, unable to stay away from him, “We're getting married,” you muttered against his lips.

“We are-” he kissed you again before pulling away, a smirk on his face, “-Mrs Huntzberger,”

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fragileruns · 10 months

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SPEAK NOW (TAYLOR’S VERSION)

hi, my loves!! this is a few days late, but in honor of speak now (taylor’s version) coming out, i want to open up my requests to fics/blurbs based on each song!! so just send me a character (ones i write for are listed on my page), a plot description, and what song it should be based off of! also, please clarify if you’d like it to be platonic or romantic & what genre you’d like (fluff, angst, smut, etc)!

all of the songs from the tracklist are listed below, and i will be adding the linked fic next to it as i finish it - if a spot ends up being taken, please request a different song as i would prefer not to write two fics for the same song : )

all fics will be underneath the tag ‘speak now (mia’s version)’ once i make them!

ASK BOX!

mine (taylor’s version) (james’ version)

sparks fly (taylor’s version) (remus’ version)

back to december (taylor’s version)

speak now (taylor’s version)

dear john (taylor’s version)

mean (taylor’s version)

the story of us (taylor’s version) (hotch’s version)

never grow up (taylor’s version) (spencer’s version)

enchanted (taylor’s version) (jj’s version) (rooster’s version)

better than revenge (taylor’s version) (peter’s version)

innocent (taylor’s version)

haunted (taylor’s version) (rooster’s version)

last kiss (taylor’s version) (sirius’ version)

long live (taylor’s version)

ours (taylor’s version) (sirius’ version)

superman (taylor’s version) (hotch’s version)

electric touch (from the vault)

when emma falls in love (from the vault) (james’ version)

i can see you (from the vault) (spence’s version)

castles crumbling (from the vault)

foolish one (from the vault)

timeless (from the vault) (peter’s version)

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loveeharrington · 10 months

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hi! congrats on 100!! 🥳🥳

i’m requesting a gilmore girls blurb with logan huntzberger and the title is ‘i only want to be with you right now’

ik it’s a pretty bad title but i wasn’t sure how to phrase it and thanks!

*ೃ༄ i only want to be with you right now

the sun shone in through the blinds of the bedroom window, waking logan up. his eyes open and gaze upon you as you pull on a pair of dress pants.

“what are you doing, baby?” he asks, eyes fogged with morning still.

“i have to get to work,” you say, still in a rush. you run to the wardrobe to grab a blazer that would go nicely with these pants.

“just stay in bed with me,” logan says, his signature smirk crossing his face.

“logan, i can’t. i have a meeting,” you say, a little disappointed.

“those business men can wait, i’m more important,” he says, rather convincingly.

you smile and weigh your options in your head. you move to sit down on the side of the bed and his hands reach for you.

“i guess you’re right,” you sigh and say. falling into the mattress, you’re immediately uncomfortable in your business clothes, but logan’s hands wrap around you. he pulls you in close and kisses the top of your head.

“i only want to be with you right now,” he whispers.

#loveeharrington’s 100 follower celebration ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚#mini blurb #logan huntzberger x reader #logan huntzberger x you #logan huntzberger

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oncasette · 1 year

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THE GREAT HALL. with logan huntzberger & fake dating that turns into guy falls first.

happy slumber party!! <3

logan had done the fake dating things a couple times, already. he’d always been one to help out his friends when they asked, and if that meant holding hands and kissing in front of a crowd of strangers for a night, what harm could be done.

but he hadn’t done that since high school. the stakes were a lot higher now. it’s unlikely he’d find himself in a space of people who didn’t know his name, now, or even just his last name. his reputation.

but this was a wedding across the country. and it was you.

it was all fine, for the most part. you’d gotten the room you’d requested at the hotel—the penthouse suite—you’d gotten everywhere you’d needed to be on time, your dress looked perfect. your dress looked perfect. that was the first issue logan had run in to.

and then, when he thought he’d managed to make it though the night, you’d gotten to the reception. and, god, if he thought you looked beautiful before.

and, really, truly, honestly. he thought he would make it through. then you asked him to dance. and he said goodbye to the thought of doing anything else for the rest of his life.

“i’m gonna marry you someday.”

“funny,” you chuckle, tucking your head into the crook of his shoulder.

“no, i’m serious.” he is. he’s dead serious.

“what are you talking about, logan?” you ask.

“i am going to marry you,” he says. “i don’t care when… or how. but it’s gonna happen.”

#sunday sleepover #logan huntzberger #logan huntzberger x reader #gilmore girls

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eclairoo · 7 months

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Ive been wanting to write for quite some time now but I've been too afraid to post lol. should i?

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bi-bard · 2 years

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Taylor Swift Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Gilmore Girls Guys - Gilmore Girls Preference

Title: Taylor Swift Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Gilmore Girls Guys

Characters: Dean Forester, Jess Mariano, Logan Huntzberger

Word Count: 3,183 words

Warning(s): (Dean's) none, (Jess's) jealousy, mentions of abandonment, (Logan's) bit of arguing (playful, but still arguing)

Author's Note: I might write for more characters in the future, but this felt like a good starting place (especially because of how long things like this take me).

These aren't written in chronological order.

Fearless gives off the same vibe as Gilmore Girls and I will not be explaining any further.

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Dean Forester:

Today was a Fairytale

Can you feel this magic in the air? It must have been the way you kissed me Fell in love when I saw you standing there

To this day I don't know what gave me the confidence to say yes when Dean asked me out.

It was a nice date.

I just wish I hadn't been so nervous. Maybe I could've actually appreciated it.

It was small. We really just got ice cream and spent a while walking around. It didn't really matter though. The entire event was perfect to me... besides how stupid I had been acting the entire time.

I tried to play it cool.

But I tripped leaving my house, rambled for ten minutes, and almost ran into Dean and knock over his ice cream. But through all of those moments where I wanted the ground to swallow me whole, he would smile.

He would smile, grab my hand, and keep going like nothing had happened.

When he dropped me off, I expected a shell to crack. I expected some sign that this had all gone wrong.

But he walked me to my door.

It was then that I noticed how he was looking at me.

It was disappointment or shame. He was smiling at me with this look in his eyes that made me incredibly nervous.

"I had a great time," he said.

I just nodded, "Me too."

I looked down, wanting to avoid any other potential mistakes.

"(Y/n)," Dean spoke softly. I slowly looked back at him. "Can I kiss you?"

I blinked at him a few times before nodding quickly.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine gently. It only lasted a few seconds, but it still made my heart do front flips. He leaned back and his smile was even wider than before. It made me smile back.

It was magic.

Paper Rings

I want to drive away with you I want your complications too I want your dreary Mondays Wrap your arms around me, baby boy

We both knew that we were moving faster than most couples our age. We had committed to each other fiercely. I wouldn't have traded this for the world.

It was the summer after we graduated that Dean decided he wanted to take a risk.

After making dinner for me at his house and having a lovely night together, we were sitting at the table with smiles resting on our faces.

"We should get married," he mumbled, almost in a daze.

"What," I asked. He nodded. "Are you being serious?"

"I know we're young," he explained. "I don't want to rush you into anything, but we've been together for years, we both love each other, and we're about to take a huge step in both of our lives."

I blinked at him, completely stunned.

"We... We can wait," he shook his head. "I... I don't even have a ring yet. I just... I'm ready to commit to you."

"Dean," I placed my free hand over our hands that were resting on the table. "I... I don't think I'm quite ready for a wedding because of college and the costs that come with that, but... I want to commit to you too. I'm ready to be with you... just not financially."

"Really?"

"Yes," I nodded. "I love you. Endlessly. As soon as we're both at the point where we can afford it without killing our savings, then I want to marry you, Dean."

He chuckled before leaning forward to kiss me. He pulled back abruptly.

"Hold on," he said, standing up quickly.

I watched him grab some twine and a pair of scissors.

"Give me your hand."

I held my hand out and watched him make a ring out of the twine. I smiled at the knot tied around the top of my finger.

"Just until I can get a proper ring."

"I love it," I nodded before kissing him again. "And I love you, Dean Forester."

"I love you too, (Y/n) (Y/l/n)... or Forester," he muttered.

It had a nice ring to it.

You Are In Love

'Cause you can hear it in the silence You can feel it on the way home You can see it with the lights out You are in love, true love

Our dates had become a normal pattern.

Dean and I had managed to find a pattern that suited both of us very well. It all just felt so natural with him. It was like this had been a part of my life forever.

I loved it.

I loved him.

Not that I had brought myself to actually say that to him.

Dean stopped in front of my house and I smiled at him.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I said.

"Yeah," he nodded.

I leaned over and pecked his lips.

There was a pause as I pulled away. We just looked at each other for a moment. There was so much in that moment that went unsaid. Silence truly spoke volumes.

I grinned again and got out of the car.

I was about halfway up the walkway to my front door when I heard a car door open and close. I assumed it was further down the road.

"(Y/n)!"

I turned around when Dean said my name.

"What is it-"

I froze up when Dean pulled me into another kiss. His hands held the sides of my face. I slowly kissed him back as my hands touched his sides. He pulled away slowly, only moving a few mere inches from my face.

"I... I love you," he said quietly, almost studying the look on my face.

I smiled at him, "Really?"

"Yeah," he nodded, smiling back. "I love you, (Y/n)."

"I love you too," I replied.

I leaned in and pecked his cheek nervously before pulling back fully and heading to my door. I stopped with my hand on the doorknob.

"Bye," I waved awkwardly.

Dean waved back.

It was innocent and precious and perfect.

I wouldn't have traded that moment for the world.

Jess Mariano:

The Other Side of the Door

I said, "Leave," but all I really want is you To stand outside my window throwin' pebbles Screamin', "I'm in love with you" Wait there in the pourin' rain, comin' back for more

I jumped when something bounced off my window. I pulled open the curtains just as another pebble hit the window. I glared down at Jess, who was standing in my yard with that stupid ass smirk.

I opened the window, "I don't want to talk to you."

"Don't be like that," he groaned. "Come on. We need to talk."

"I told you what I wanted."

Commitment.

That's what I wanted.

I was tired of Rory Gilmore feeling like a potential third player in our relationship. I could only blame her so much when she wasn't making any moves. But I was tired of Jess's behavior suddenly changing whenever she showed up.

"I know, I know, that's why we need to talk," he said. "Come on. Let me in. Please."

I crossed my arms and shook my head.

"Fine," Jess replied. "You want commitment, right? You want to know that you're the only one that I want?"

I nodded.

He smirked, "Then, watch closely."

He took a few steps away from my window and looked out at the street. He placed his hands around his mouth as a makeshift megaphone.

"I am absolutely in love with the person up in that window," he shouted into a pretty busy part of town. "I am in love with (Y/n) (Y/l/n) and I will continue yelling it until I know that (Y/n) believes me!"

"Holy crap," I mumbled.

This boy was so lucky my dad worked night shift.

"What the hell is going on," my mom asked as I pulled on my shoes and started running outside.

"I'm sorry," I yelled over my shoulder. "I'll take care of it!"

I ran into the yard and grabbed Jess's arm, pulling on it so he would turn and face me.

I quickly kissed him before he could speak. His hands touched my sides, pulling me closer to him.

"I love you," he repeated quietly once I pulled away. "I'm sorry that I didn't show it the way I should've."

"I love you too," I replied.

He smiled before leaning in to kiss me again. My arm wrapped around his neck. How perfect could this have been?

Run

Darling, let's run Run from it all We can go like they're trying to chase us Go where no one else is

Soft moments with Jess weren't super common.

They were mostly saved for times when we were alone, usually late at night or early in the morning. Those seemed to be the only time that Jess's sarcasm switched off for the most part.

"We should go on a road trip," he suggested one night, running his finger up and down my spine. "Just... go."

"What," I asked. "It's the middle of the school year."

"And?"

"We can't take off on a road trip right now," I chuckled.

"Why not?"

"Do you want a serious answer to that?"

He rolled his eyes.

He suggested things like that a lot. I had to be his voice of reason. I would love to do something like that. Just the two of us without anything else affecting us. It was a sweet idea. Just not realistic.

"We can plan for a trip over the summer," I offered. "You know I hate missing school like that."

"And there's nothing I could do to convince you?"

"No," I chuckled. "Plan a summer trip for us and we'll see what happens."

"'We'll see what happens,'" he mocked me before leaning over to kiss me.

I grinned against his lips. I started planning our trip in my head. I could only dream of how great it was going to be.

This Love

When you're young, you just run But you come back to what you need

Jess was impulsive.

That was truly the best word for it.

I never saw it as a particularly bad thing. It was just a part of him that I had long since accepted. Like every part of him.

I just never thought that would culminate in him leaving me behind.

I went to the diner to see him only to be told by Luke that Jess had left town. I asked where he had gone. Luke didn't know, but he was trying to figure it out. I asked if he had mentioned me at all before he left. A note, a passing comment, anything to make it seem like he had me in his thoughts at all.

Nothing.

I spent that night in bed. I cried until the exhaustion had finally forced me to fall asleep.

I had to eventually give up on trying to track him down. He clearly didn't want me to know where he was. I stopped trying.

I thought I was doing a good job moving on.

And then Jess showed up at my door.

I let out a huff and immediately went to close the door.

"Hey," he said, stopping the door with his foot. "Please. Talk to me."

"Like you talked to me," I snapped.

"I-"

"No," I shook my head. "You left me, Jess. You don't get to waltz back in. No. No."

I tried to push his foot out of the door with mine. He didn't budge.

"Do you think I wanted to come back here," Jess asked. "I came back for you-"

"Then you could've called," I said. I wanted the tears in my eyes to go away. I didn't want to show him any emotion.

"I know," he leaned on the doorframe. "And I'm sorry. I will do anything, and I mean anything, to get you to forgive me."

I looked away from him. I felt like I had wasted so much time waiting on him. I did everything in my power to fight off the sob that wanted to come out.

"(Y/n)," Jess softly pushed the door open.

When I didn't stop him, he stepped inside and pulled me into his arms. His hand cupped the back of my head to guide my face into the crook of his neck. My arms wrapped around him, and I finally started crying.

"You left me," I said through my crying.

"I know, I know," he mumbled. "I'm sorry."

I felt him press a kiss to the side of my head.

"I'm going to fix this," he promised. "No matter what it takes. I promise."

I just moved closer to him. I had missed him so much. As much as he hurt me, I didn't want to send him away. He was all I wanted.

"I love you, (Y/n)."

It was the first time I hadn't said it back. He didn't expect me to. Not yet, anyway.

Logan Huntzberger:

Ours

Don't you worry your pretty little mind People throw rocks at things that shine But they can't take what's ours

It was the first night I had stayed the night with Logan.

It had been calm and relaxed. It was perfect to me. I don't think I had anyone ever make me feel so completely comfortable. I loved every moment.

There was only one moment of pause.

I woke up around two in the morning to find the other side of the bed empty. I frowned and looked around the room. I spotted Logan pacing the room.

"What are you doing," I asked.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," he muttered.

"That's not what I asked," I pulled myself into a sitting position. "What's going on?"

"I just... I got stuck in my head a bit," he shook his head, trying to wave the question off.

"Any reason why," I stood up and walked over to him.

"My dad... I called him today... he... wasn't very nice about us."

"Oh," I mumbled. "I'm sorry-"

"I don't want you to have to deal with this," he cut me off. "You don't deserve to be judged. You deserve to be able to be happy without getting crap from people. You deserve better."

"Logan-"

"I dragged you into this."

"Please stop," I grabbed his hands. "I chose this. I chose to be in a relationship with you. And as long as it doesn't change how you feel about me, I don't really care what your parents think of me."

He looked down.

"Logan," I stepped forward. "Do you want to be with me?"

"Yes," he replied. "Of course, I do."

"Then that's all that matters," I continued. "Anyone else can fuck off. Your happiness should come first. As long as you aren't hurting anyone, your happiness should be the first priority-"

Logan leaned forward to kiss me, cutting off my little speech. I wrapped my arms around his neck and grinned into the kiss as he pulled me closer.

"I love you," he blurted as soon as he pulled back. "God, I love you."

I smiled even wider, "I love you too."

He kissed me again. I pulled away a moment later.

"Let's go back to bed," I said. "Please. It's two in the morning."

He chuckled and nodded.

After that, the night was perfect.

Besides my issues falling back asleep after being woken up, but that wasn't important at the time.

Enchanted

This is me praying that This was the very first page Not where the story line ends My thoughts will echo your name Until I see you again

Meeting Logan was a complete accident.

I was just at work when he walked in.

At first, I didn't take much note of him. Just a handsome, rich kid that waltzed in. It wasn't the most uncommon thing for me to see on a day-to-day basis.

However, when he leaned on the host's stand and smiled at me, it definitely got my attention.

"Hi," I said, a bit awkwardly. "Can I help you with anything else?"

"Well, a phone number would be nice," he replied.

I had to bite back a scoff. He was confident at best, arrogant at worst.

"I'm afraid that's not very appropriate, I'm sorry," I explained. "Thank you for the compliment. Your table will be ready in a few minutes."

"Is there any way I could convince you-"

"Hello, how can I help you," I asked the person behind him.

He chuckled, watching my interaction.

When I finished with that customer, I turned back to Logan. He still seemed a little shocked that I had completely ignored him.

I gave him a sickeningly sweet smile, "Can I help you?"

He smirked and shook his head before stepping away.

"We'll call you when your table is ready," I called as he walked away.

I couldn't help but hope just a little bit that he would come back to bug me later.

I Think He Knows

He got my heartbeat Skipping down 16th Avenue Got that, oh, I mean Wanna see what's under that attitude like

I was just trying to get through my workday when I heard the door open.

"Hi, welcome," I said as turned around. It was Logan. "Welcome back."

"Hey, there's my favorite host," he greeted. "Haven't seen you in a while."

"I was visiting my parents," I explained. "Have you been stopping by every day?"

"It's my favorite place to eat," he shrugged. "And you're always a pleasant surprise."

"That's not weird," I muttered.

"Ah, yes, the sarcasm and attitude I get in response every time I see you," he said.

"I don't give you attitude," I replied.

"Oh, yeah, none at all," he mocked sarcastically.

He had a point.

After meeting him the first time, the two of us had ended up in a bit of a competition of who could sass the other person more. I was winning, by the way.

"So... I have an offer," Logan said when I had a moment to pause.

"Oh, I am so intrigued about what this is gonna be," I smirked as I leaned on the stand.

"Let me take you out to dinner," he offered.

"What," I asked, stunned.

He hadn't actually asked me out before. It was playful flirting. That's all it seemed like. I didn't mind it because he didn't seem like a threat at all. I also didn't think that he was genuinely interested. I thought I was just fun for him to mess with... hence the attitude.

"I want to take you out on a date," he continued. "Dinner, specifically."

"Are you being serious?"

"Completely," he nodded.

I stammered for a moment, every potential sarcastic comment falling apart.

"So...?"

He knew. He probably had known from the first we met that I liked him. That little bitch.

"Uh, yeah, okay, sure," I nodded awkwardly.

Logan grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it before letting go and going to leave the restaurant.

"See you later!"

I sat there in shock for a moment. That smug little asshole.

He better make this worth it.

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logan concept

you moved in with logan in his apartment near yale, and its your first morning in the apartment and you wake up to him just looking at you and stroking you cheek.

🥹 yes

This is very much gonna be in fic form bc the detail I wanna write is 💅🏼

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The smell of mahogany and coconut surprised you as you regained consciousness. You could tell you weren’t in your usual bed without opening your eyes. A warm stream of sunlight was casted over your body, making you even more warm despite the heavy pounds of quilts that covered you. Without opening your eyes, you breathed in deeply, coconut and mint filling you senses. You hum as you try to wake up, tossing and turning in bed.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” a soft and teasing voice sounded.

You turned around to the source, opening your eyes slowly to see. Warmth gathered across your cheek, little strokes running across your cheekbone. You’re met with your boyfriend’s bright and smiling face. You looked to the side, seeing his palm cupping your face. You nuzzle into his loving touch, basking in the calming way his thumb was stroking your cheek.

“Logan?” You hummed. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out,” he chuckled.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked. “Well, I kidnapped you and snuck you into my apartment. I hope you don’t mind,” he stated.

You laughed and closed your eyes again. “Shut up. Tell me the truth.”

“Well, you were obviously so tired last night that this morning you have no recollection of what happened,” he smiled. “You’re in your new apartment, baby. Our new apartment.”

“What?” Your brows raised. Your eyes shoot open and you look around the bedroom. The closet door was open, showing that half was your side and the other half was Logan’s. A stack of five boxes was near the window, as well as dirty plates and cups.

“Are you serious?” You asked, looking back at him. “Yep. You know, you were this surprised last night, too,” he stated.

“Well, duh! I mean, this is my first apartment in… ever,” you smiled.

“No more living in the small, smelly dorms with two roommates who are annoying,” Logan nodded.

“Hell yeah!” You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around him tightly and hugging him.

Logan couldn’t stop smiling. “You really this happy, huh?”

“Of course I am. Are you not?” You pulled away and pouted.

“No, I am. Trust me. You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this with you for. I get to wake up beside you, make you breakfast, not having to wait until your roommates are gone to make out with you,” he listed.

“It’s amazing,” you nodded. Your hand slid down his chest, your fingers playing with the waistband of his boxers. “So, will every morning include a half-naked you?”

Logan grinned, “if that’s what you desire.”

You hummed in reply, looking into his eyes. You leaned in and placed your lips onto his gently, sucking on his lip as you pulled away. “Oh, you already know what I desire.”

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blueathens · 2 years

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would you ever write for logan huntzberger!!<3

absolutely 100% !!! <3

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obsessed w ur gilmore girls EVERYTHING, would love some more logan whenever ur feeling up to it 💖 (even tho im a jess girlie at heart)

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summary: logan is in your business economics class and he absolutly does not work in class—except when you're involved of course ;) TW: none note: i'm also a jess girlie at heart, but im definitly team logan when it comes to rory lol, also i dont know what this is but i hope you enjoy it anyway.

♣ you're pretty much the only reason he even attends this class ♣ he just sits in the back and watches with interest as you participate in class discussions. ♣ if Finn and Colin notice how his seat keeps getting closer to yours every lecture they dont comment on it ♣ speaking of Finn and Colin—they're both little shits (affectionate) ♣ the kind of guys to ask you the most stupid questions, and when you ask them why they even took this class they just shrug and reply, "it sounded fun." ♣ like what about business ec sounded fun to you?? ♣ (in reality they just followed logan)

♣ when the blessed day finally arrives and you ask him if he wants to work on the group assignment together he's over the moon ♣ (he has selective observation skill and ignores the fact that the only reason you asked him was because him, colin and finn basically had you surrounded in terms of seats) ♣ he obviously agrees and you exchange numbers to meet up and work on the project

♣ now, lets get one thing straight, logan does not work ♣ if there is anyway this man can slack off and get a passing grade without doing anything he will do it ♣ but now its you and there's no way he's making a bad impression by makign you do all the work (he will tell colin and finn to make up some stupid excuse to not be there (they have an entire book on them))

♣ you get a consecutive one hour of working in before he suggests that the two of you go get coffee (more than you expected honstly) ♣ he lets you order, pretends to point to something very interesting outside and pays for the food ♣ he also has the most satisfied smirk on his face as you tell him you're gonna pay him back ♣ "suureeee~" ♣ he also memorizes the drink you'd ordered and shows up to the lecture ten mintues before time just to give it to you and make small talk before the professor starts droning on about whatever's on the agenda that day

♣ once the assignement is finished (you and logan did most of the work) you expect to go back to sitting next to him in class for half the lecture and him leaving once he's bored ♣ like it was before ♣ and that does happen. sort of. ♣ except now everytime he leaves, logan sends you a message that afternoon asking for the notes on the lectures (he just wants an excuse to draw you out of your dorm to the nearby coffee stand)

♣ eventually, after he's spent an entire month making up the most ridiculous excuses for meeting up with you ♣ claimed he didn't understand a paragraph once—he was talking about a paragraph of his human recources class (this boy has no clue which book belongs to which subject) ♣ anyway, after a month of ridiculoussness that kinda makes you smile he's succesfully become a part of your everyday life. one day he's bringing you coffee, another he's asking you to meet up with him in the library to study ♣ so now that that part of his plan is successfull he finally asks you out.

♣ when you just smile and say yes, rolling you eyes as you tell him 'it was about damn time' he thinks he's fallen in love with you just a little more.

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