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While I like Hank and Logan at fundamental odds, this softer take warms my cold dead heart.

More Parental Hank

It takes a month or two for Logan to become attached to Beast. He’s a Doctor, and Logan Does Not like doctors. Seeing anyone in a lab coat means Experiments and Pain and Magnets. But when he sees the Beast destroying Sentinels to protects his students, roaring and baring his teeth and using all of himself to fight, well. Like recognizes Like.

Better yet, Hank is much more patient than any Doctor he’s had before. He asks before jabbing him with needles and cold metal stethoscopes and doesn’t even use the Collar to drag him around!

The first time they spar, though, it triggers a memory (and a subsequent panic attack). The Beast just holds his wrists, murmurs reassurances, and rubs his thumbs against the outside of Loans knuckles, uncaring of his claws. After that, they really do start to bond. So much so that it causes…some codependency issues in Logan when he has to be apart from His Person. But, that all comes later.

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🎼 A ship playlist for Hank and various partners

Hank McCoy ain't coy. The man has got it goin' on--here's a few songs rattling around that fit him and the people he's boned (or should bone)

Hank and random women

Runaway Baby, Bruno Mars Well, let me think, let me think, ah, what should I do? So many eager young bunnies that I'd like to pursue Now even though they're eating out the palm of my hand There's only one carrot and they all gotta share it

Hank and Trish Trilby

She Was Dead, SR-71 From the minute that I met here she was different than the rest But I didn't hear her talking I was staring at her chest And I wish I would have listened 'cause I think I might have seen the signs Now it's been a couple months and I can't take another word She's been pushing every button she's been working every nerve I've got something she can swallow it sure as hell's not my pride

And I know it's just a waste of time Soon I'm gonna run out of lies She'll just have to hear the truth instead Everyday I'm gonna make her cry Till the minute that we say goodbye I'm gonna make her wish... she was dead

Hank and Abigail Brand

Short Skirt/Long Jacket, Cake I want a girl with a mind like a diamond I want a girl who knows what's best I want a girl with shoes that cut And eyes that burn like cigarettes I want a girl with the right allocations Who's fast and thorough and sharp as a tack She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair She's touring the facility and picking up slack

I want a girl who gets up early (Gets up early) I want a girl who stays up late (Stays up late) I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity (Uninterrupted) Who uses a machete to cut through red tape With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack She is touring the facility and picking up slack

Beast and Wonder Man (Simon Williams) Elton's Song, Elton John I love your gypsy hair And dark brown eyes Always unprepared For your pointed replies Cynical and lean I lie awake and dream about you

If you only knew What I'm going through Time and again I get ashamed To say your name It's hard to grin and bear When you're standing there My lips are dry I catch your eye and look away

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comic books are good to get into if you really like to complain about everything all of the time

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Lock and Key

NSFW. Krakoan-era, Beast on Beast on Beast

enjoy!

The Summer of Love may have been in the mid-twentieth century, but Krakoa rivaled it. It was always summer and drugs and free love flowed even more freely. Point to the sentient island. Hank, with the heavy pressure of security thrust upon him, could have been expected to indulge in some of the more carnal pleasures. Even his wide range of . . . more depraved . . . . proclivities . . . could have been catered to, if he desired. But like Atlas shouldering the world, his responsibilities were too great to bear to take the time to play. 

Not that he would confess this to anyone, but he needed assistance. Therefore he created the only person--people--who he could trust. Himself. Clone after clone. Till he had a veritable perfect task force. Not entirely perfect, of course; there could and would be only one true Beast. Any that he found got a little too smart were easily taken care of by his other task force. Wolverines were excellent for mindless slaughter. 

The others, while close mimics, he tweaked to be less than in ways that would subtly remind them of their inferiority. Poor eyesight, for example. What he hadn’t taken into consideration was tamping down their libidos, until he walked into a literal orgy of his clones in a writhing heap on the floor. He’d been shocked. And aroused. Just as his voice sounded different in his head compared to when one of them spoke to him--in his own voice--the gasps and moans that filled the air were familiar and strange at the same time. Hank could only watch, attempting to corral his thoughts, as masses of blue fur undulated and thrust against each other. The wet sounds were obscenely shameless and very, very tempting. He--Doctor Henry McCoy, who’d once announced to Boy Scout Supreme Captain America that he had everything under control except his libido--took a step back. One Beast pulled his mouth off another’s cock and caught his eye. “Beast. Hank. Come on in, the water’s fine!” The one now not receiving his blow job groaned and roughly grabbed the other who dared stop by the side of the head, twisting his neck back in place over his groin. The aggression was met with equal aggression: a raking of clawed hands over a chest. The metallic aroma of blood mixed with the equally alkaline scent of semen. The one on the bottom whimpered and let go of the other’s hair. The Beast who invited him to join them sucked blood and fur out from under his nails. He kept direct eye contact with Hank the entire time. Hank’s mouth watered. Still, he didn’t step forward. He didn’t succumb to any primal urges. One of them managed to get close enough to reach upward and palm his groin before he backed further away. The sly, inviting grin on the other Beast’s face advertised he knew how much Hank was turned on; he’d felt the evidence of arousal behind the thin pants of the only man who was wearing them at the moment. Turning on his heel, Hank left them to their debauchery. He returned less than fifteen minutes later with uninvited guests to the party. His Weapons of X butchered them all where they piled. Now the heavy odor of blood hung in the air with a bottom note of offal. Hank made his Wolverines remove the bodies and return with them to their pens. It would be a waste of good meat not to reward them. He was more careful with the next set of clones. In case a castrated Beast was a less productive Beast, he didn’t do any tweaking of testosterone levels or their sex drives. Before they even gained their feet out of a tank, however, he fitted each and every one of them with a chastity cage over their cock. He reasoned there could be no distraction if there was no stimulation that led to an erection. If they desperate enough to get themselves off with prostate massages, so be it. Having been brought forth in the image of him minus an essential bit of autonomy, his worker bees did seem to do much better. While Hank himself wouldn’t have put up with such humiliation--he’d have found a way to tear or bite off his own cock before suffering with a metal cage locked in place over it--his clones accepted their lot. Occasionally, like a carrot on the end of a long stick, he chose one or two and removed the cages to allow them some freedom--so long as they swore they were willing to have their cocks caged again when he decreed. They always did. Flies with honey, and all that nonsense. fin.

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Beast prehensile toes appreciation post

No flat feet, no boring old flatscan feet! Man's got prehensile feet and I am here for it.

and my absolute two favorite examples of them:

The only character I have a foot fetish for is Hank McCoy. I would worship those feet in very naughty ways.

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Yes please and thank you

Fandom can trump canon

Uhhhhhh Hank & Logan content anyone?

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looks like someone took some inspiration from John Carpenter

X-Force v6 037 (2023)

X-Force v6 040 (2023)

The Thing, dir. John Carpenter (1982)

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Did Logan originate, "your body, my choice"??

equals

Because fuck that and I would fight Wolverine myself if I heard the exchange.

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The opening credits for The Greatest Showman include the decorative border. Within that border you can see an homage to Hugh Jackman’s most famous character, Wolverine. There are pair of crossed arms with curved claws projecting from the knuckles.

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Oh, you mean this?

It was Cassandra Nova in Astonishing X-Men vol 3, 015. She didn't just mess around with Logan either . . .

has anyone written a fic abt that one scene from X2 where professor X tells logan that if he keeps smoking near cerebro he’ll make him “ spend the rest of his days with the belief that he is a six year-old girl” and that he’d have jean braid his hair if he continued 🤣??

a big hunky logan thinking he’s six would just be adorable!!! please share if there are any!!!

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Wolvie

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Wild to me that so many characters in Nosferatu are mutants, lol

(plus bonus Jackman and Reynolds as vampire hunters)

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Here's a problem (one of many) with Hank not being blue and furry:

Beast has fought Wolverine several times and Wolvie rarely, if ever, gets a first free shot.

You just don't know it yet. 🤷

XMEN: DAYS OF FUTURE PAST 2014 — Bryan Singer

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I know a few who'd like a little Beast in them there

Logan: You're Beast? Look at you. Huh, I guess you're a late bloomer. Hank: I don't know what you're talking about.

XMEN: DAYS OF FUTURE PAST 2014 — Bryan Singer