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so genuinely excited for this , go give the first part a read if you haven’t already.

almost 36k through my next poolverine epic. it's the where soul meets body sequel. btw. should be done soon. i hope. anyway here's a sneak peek

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god i wanna post more poolverine so bad but ive been sick as fuck since monday night

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fuck. ☹️

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hopped on the trend :|

Found this picrew and thought its cute

Here is me atm

Npts: @t3mpest98 @varpusvaras @tinyduckies @insertmeaningfulusername @ihaventpiickedausername @cookiemonsterv3 & anyone who wants to do this (u also dun have to if u don’t want to kdkdkdk)

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Very whimsy

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trans wolverine again , shocking to nobody

this one is a bit of an angry letter to lost girlhood so buckle up for emotions

Logan’s femininity was never gentle nor quiet, he was not your average little boy, not an average little girl either. he grew up in victorian style dresses with sad eyes and drooping shoulders, angry at the world and himself for not appreciating the beauty of womanhood his mother had gifted him. His femininity had claw marks, deep and violent, he clung to something his body rejected and held it over his head like a suffocating sheet of plastic. just trying to get one more day- one more before he let go.

and he did, eventually. he gave in to the longing in his heart whenever he passed men’s wear on the run, deciding to live as a boy for ‘connivence’ sake since nobody would think to look for him if he were masquerading as something not himself.

only it was himself, his true self, he enlisted in any war possible who’s generals were morally grey enough to accept someone so small looking. carving his own footholds into the stone wall of masculinity and hauling his way up until shrunken, malnutrition worn arms became strong. muscular.

years passed, so many years that a name for his kind of person was invented (transsexual), and then reinvented (transgender). it was accepted and rejected, ridicule and pride, even so throughout it all he kept on going.

now though, in a time where his shoulders were no longer drawn so tight, and his posture free of fear, he found himself.. despaired for the little girl in those frilly dresses and her sad eyes. he missed her, in a way. he missed holding her close at night whispering words of comfort to her scared, not quite right body, he missed the joy in his mothers face whenever she’d relent and wear something not fitting of her frame. dresses.. heeled shoes.

and.. he was angry for her, fought furiously for the rights and privileges of his daughter laura in her honour.

some days? he thanked her for being so brave.

for bearing the burden of ‘not quite yet’ until his time came.

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Trans wolvie doodles because he's literally me fr

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more bpd!wolverine / poolverine because i’ve been more episodic lately and enjoy projecting onto them

wade is the one out of the two of them with borderline exposed nerves, scar tissue and lesions covering his skin but to logan it feels in reverse. he doesn’t experience emotions or any kind of emotional reaction on a normal base level, he feels it as if it’s stripped him raw. hung him out to dry on a rainy day covered in papercuts.

he knows it sounds insane, the kind of shit his charles would’ve pushed therapy onto faster than wade could say ‘gubernatorial’ but it’s just how he lives. how he’s always lived. healing factors only heal what’s on the outside, his brain stays just as fucked no matter how many times he puts a gun to it.

on the bad days he paces like a caged animal while wade happens to be at work or not replying to texts. he’ll clean the kitchen enough times to get their security deposit back, work holes into the ground as he tracks through the hallway hundreds of times attempting to take any edge off. it’s like being flayed open on a silver fucking platter. no medications work for him so he ‘rawdogs’ (as the kids say) it and suffers greatly.

it’s not until wade is back in his arms, happily chattering off about his day and laying on his usual annoying affections thicker than normal does his frantic body calm itself. and even then he’s still.. open. the psychological wound takes time to knit back together when he comes undone. god he fucking hates having to ASK for praise but it’s the only salve that calms his burning soul

he makes it work. he always does

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poolverine angsty but happy recovery drabble

content warning — past disordered habits , logan being unhealthy , the works

logan who never really bothered with his own health after his life went downhill, he’d drink alcohol in place of water, alcohol in place of food, really just alcohol in place of most sustenance. even when he was throwing up mostly blood and vodka he’d just open another bottle to fill the emptiness of his stomach.

it became a sort of addiction after so long, he liked having proof he was shitty on the outside and in, didn’t give a fuck if he lived or died.

and then wade came into his life, he made sure he ate meals on their road trip in the void, basically force fed him water and bread to soak up his insane blood-whiskey levels even faster than his healing factor already did.

when he moved in he couldn’t really.. do that right away. and wade noticed, he noticed but never made a joke about it. he’d eat every meal with logan, talking throughout to distract him from the foreign feeling of his stomach being filled and keeping him comfortable and (lovingly) annoyed until his nausea settled.

it was a rocky few months, trying to get logan on a normalish schedule, but it paid off. both physically and mentally. they both saw the changes

logan filled out more, no longer looking dehydrated and strained. he didn’t have any seizes or little fainting spells (which was really his body quite literally dying, not just passing out) and he seemed happier. lighter on his feet.

wade loved him enough to make him love himself again

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we as a society need to babygirlify logan more

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logan who has bpd but didn’t really acknowledge it as a genuine issue he experienced because he was constantly set to tense anyway so it didn’t matter.

it wasn’t until he met wade that he really experienced the ‘high highs’ rather than just having someone toy with his lowest lows much like scott and jean did. wade even went through the trouble of recognizing when he was obviously triggered and giving him outlets or ways to destress in those rare moments.

poolverine accommodating and growing soft for each other

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t4t poolverine reblog if you agree

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rewatching logan and fuck it’s got me feeling a lot of things- but one thing in particular i’ve been thinking of is how laura must feel around wades logan

thinking about laura who when she finally bonds with him, when they finally let each other in begins to act more like her child self than anything. it’s not quite age regression, but it definitely toes the line.

logan accepts her with open arms, he’s spent too long running from the tight feeling of longing in his chest when he looks at her. instead he leans into it, allows her to experience the childhood she could never have.

he lets her help him cook, giving her smaller tasks and praising her with gentle hair ruffles and extra treats during dessert. it’s almost healing for him too, in a way. he was never a child, always a weapon. and with his new family he feels younger, rejuvenated.

they love each other so much

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poolverine thoughts — cw for nsfw topics discussed in an sfw / emotional way ? not sure how else to explain the contents LMAOO

i feel like a lot of people don’t understand the level of softness and vulnerability logan shows wade, even tossing away wades “I’m not a natural bottom” comment the way logan bares his soul for wade to see by turning around and allowing himself to be brought home is a level of intimacy that goes deeper than just sleeping together

the idea that a man who’s been put in a position of dominance, power and authority by force for so long can finally let himself fall back and rest is what really gets me about a dynamic of wade being the provider in their relationship. both bedroom and domestic life wise.

obviously both of them are very versatile and flexible people but knowing wade he would adore and cherish the honour of being someone logan trusts to take care of him

and squeezing a bit of tmasc/trans wolverine into this is a whole other level of trust that just makes me feel sick with how sappy it is, wade would be so gentlemanly and treat him with so much kindness. logan suffocates under how loved he feels

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we as a society need to babygirlify logan more

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combining my two fav dadverine hcs — autistic logan and laura + logan learning spanish for her

everyone has different love languages, that’s a known fact, with logan his are even more unique. he shows he loves someone by learning, by digesting everything he can about them silently and committing it to memory. in this case he was extremely fixated on laura’s native language, he knew how important it was to her that she not lose it. despite her home carrying hurtful memories it was still home , it’s who she is

logan of course is a nervous wreck and can never seem to find the perfect moment to surprise her with it, so by the time he finally does he’s already relatively fluent- just not used to voicing it.

this moment comes on a very special night, they’d been unable to catch up for a while, usually getting dinner every so often. but laura, busy with the xmansion, and logan, busy with wade just didn’t have the schedule.

there they were- finally curled up on the couch together, wade snoring away noisily in a recliner while he and his daughter share the couch, her droopy head on his shoulder.

taking a steady breath out he mumbles against her hair, voice quivering as he says. “dulces sueños, mi niña” as if to say i love you

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all the love on the reblogs of any of my posts make me so happy <3<3 just know i see them all!! i always check!! you are heard and im so glad u like my shit!

trans!wolverine …? anyone….?? please…???

logan who sees himself in laura, literally, looking at her is like looking at himself without the traditional victorian era women’s wear. it’s haunting but also.. sorta heals something in him. he gets to raise this young woman and lift her up rather than tear her down, gets to support her unconditionally when she reveals she may be sapphic or even aromantic. holding her while she cries over the confusion on her identity and sense of self but offering reassurance, praises instead of the harsh lashing he got in his youth.

trans girldad logan with his chaotic unconditionally and overwhelmingly supportive partner wade