#Feral Sabretooth

[golden-buddle]

Hey! You! You like to talk about Feral Behavior? How about Feral X-Men? The Wolverine? Sabretooth? Heck- even Beast in some continuities! Come join the Feral Pack Discord! (Invite in the notes~!) (Edit: Apparently, Tumblr isn't letting me send the invite link into the notes, so just DM me if interested!)

[mr---cringe]

Влюбиться как кошка translates directly as "to fall in love like a cat" which refers to being obsessed with the person one loves. Needless to say that's literally Vic

Tried my new acrylic markers tho the kit didn't have any skin colours so here they go in bisexual lighting

[vertigoartgore]

1993's X-Men Unlimited Vol.1 #3 cover by cover artist Bill Sienkiewicz.

[neverendingspirals]

Ironing out some victor hcs + design :3

[hueskoria]

ok but..... again, why should their interactions be..... so homoerotic?

[maybe-im-dark]

Brotherly reunion

Part 2 | part 1:

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Wade, with his usual swagger, led Victor toward the glow of a taco truck that never seemed to close. The smell of frying tortillas mixed with the more questionable aromas wafting off Victor, and Wade scrunched his nose with theatrical flair.

"You know," he began, glancing sideways, "I hate to break it to you, big guy, but this Logan isn’t your Logan. That one’s pushing up daisies somewhere else."

Victor’s face hardened, barely a twitch, but the hurt ran deep. "Don’t worry about me," he said flatly. "I know my Logan’s dead. Already shed my tears. This is just…unfinished business."

Wade gave him a once-over. “Right. Well, the ‘unfinished business’ of you smelling like a three-week-old raccoon hug is still pretty finished in my book, but hey, family reunion’s a family reunion.”

Victor’s only response was a grunt, but Wade swore he saw the tiniest shadow of a smirk. Maybe Creed could take a joke after all.

As they reached the truck, Wade grabbed a paper sack of burritos and tamales before continuing their walk to the apartment.

Victor, still brooding, muttered, “You might be different, but you’re still the most annoyingly loud bastard I’ve ever met.”

Wade just grinned, taking a hearty sniff of the food. "Guess some things never change, huh?"

When they entered the apartment, Wade theatrically threw off his mask, calling out to his roommate. "Althea, I come bearing gifts! And...a smelly someone."

Althea’s voice shot back, laced with disgust. “For fuck's sake, Wade, do you collect feral men like stray cats? The couch still stinks from the last one!”

Wade shrugged and strolled in, casually tossing the bag of food on the counter.

The real surprise, however, waited in the living room. Logan looked up from the couch, barely hiding the faintest hint of relief at seeing Wade.

“Back already?” he murmured, catching the quick kiss Wade pressed on his lips. But his eyes soon narrowed at the figure behind him. “And who’s your new friend?”

Wade shot Logan a coy glance. “Oh, I wouldn’t call him a friend, exactly.”

With that, Victor Creed stepped forward, the glint of recognition igniting in Logan’s eyes as his claws unsheathed instinctively.

"Victor," he growled. “You died in the war where i'm from. Sad to see there's another one.”

Victor’s response was cold and biting, his grin baring a set of gleaming, wolfish fangs. “I missed you too, brother.”

Wade quickly jumped between the two, hands raised. “Alright, alright, let’s save the sibling death threats for after dinner, yeah?” He flashed an exaggerated grin, his voice light but his gaze sharp. “Long story short: time anomaly, TVA, and yours truly tasked with figuring it out before they, y’know, prune him out of existence.”

Logan shot Wade a hard look. “Fine. But tell the TVA to hurry pruning him. I don't want him here!”

Wade gave a helpless shrug, eyes twinkling. “How about we eat first? It’s not every day you get to share a burrito with your not-so-dead, mostly civil, dimension-jumping brother.”

Reluctantly, Logan sat, his glare still fixed on Victor, who had settled into the chair opposite him. As they ate, Victor’s piercing gaze drifted to Wade and Logan, lingering on the casual intimacy between them. He watched with veiled disdain as Logan reached over to steal food from Wade’s plate, only to be met with a playful swat. It gnawed at him—this connection between them. And, finally, his patience snapped.

“So,” he sneered, looking Logan dead in the eye. “Guess you’re a faggot now?”

The room fell silent, a deadly hush stretching as Logan’s eyes flashed with feral intensity. He slammed his fist on the table, claws glinting under the light. “I’m bisexual. And if I hear that word come out of your fucking mouth again, i'll cut your goddamn head off, like i did with Sabretooth in the void.”

Al, sensing the imminent explosion, muttered a quick, “Let’s give them some space,” grabbing her plate as Wade followed, barely concealing his grin.

“C’mon, Al, I bet this is where they finally admit they care.” He led her out, but not before casting a mischievous wink over his shoulder.

Left alone, Logan and Victor stared each other down. Victor’s fangs glinted as he gave another wolfish smile. “So you’ve finally let the animal take over, huh? I can smell it on you.”

Logan leaned forward, meeting his gaze without flinching. “You were right. I stopped fighting it, and yeah—it made me stronger.”

Victor’s eyes narrowed. “Prove it. Let’s go hunt something down like when we were younger. For old time's sake. Just you, me, and the woods.”

Logan’s smirk matched his brother’s, the old instincts flaring alive. “Fine. But let’s get one thing clear: stop calling me your brother. We’re from different worlds.”

Victor scoffed, sliding into the car's passenger seat next to Logan, an unspoken agreement already binding them. “You’re still my Jimmy. Different world or not, that doesn’t change.”

As they drove, Victor’s question cut through the silence. “So, what’s been keepin’ you busy these days?”

Logan shot him a sideways glance, a faint warmth breaking through his guarded expression. “Wade and I run missions. Save people. Punish the bad guys. And, apparently, I have a daughter now. Laura. She was created in a lab with my DNA from Weapon X. She’s...from a different timeline, too. It's complicated.” He pulled a picture from his wallet, holding it out for Victor’s inspection.

Victor studied the image with a smile that softened his rough features. “So, I’ve got a niece. Uncle Victor, huh? Got a nice ring to it. You have to introduce us.” He hesitated before adding, “You know, when you were with Kayla, I met women. In bars and backalleys. Making sure they got a piece of me. Spreading my genes. Little Creeds populating the world."

Logan’s foot slammed on the brake, jerking the car to a stop. He glared at Victor, his face twisted with disgust. "You went around...impregnating women?"

His brother shrugged. "Nothing wrong with that."

Logan shook his head in horror. "You're not creating a legacy, Victor. You're only creating more victims."

Victor's laugh was cold, dark. "Doesn't matter. They're mine. Wild and free. You should have some more offspring too."

Logan gritted his teeth. "I'm not turning this world into a breeding ground for killers."

"But that's out nature. We're killers", Victor replied dismissive.

Logan’s fist shot out, connecting with Victor’s jaw with a satisfying crack. They both got out, breaking into a run as they entered the forest, instincts taking over as they dropped to all fours. Old habits resurfaced, the chase awakening memories buried under years of separation. They tracked a small group of rabbits, pouncing and feasting on their fresh catch, blood mingling with the scent of pine as they built a fire.

Sitting across from each other, the embers casting shadows on their faces, the weight of their shared history settled over them. Their clothing was torn and bloody, the bruises on their faces already healing, from where they had fought each other.

"You know", Victor said quietly, watching the flames, "i lied. I do care about my children. I hope they're okay. I should've stayed with them, guided them as they mutated. But i was a different man back then. After we fought Weapon XI, i wanted to find you again. But Stryker's man caught up to me. They erased my memories and experimented on my body. Magneto freed me and gave me shelter. The brotherhood of mutants. It was only after our fight on the statue of liberty that i got my memories back. And the effects of the experiments slowly reversed. But i realized that you didn't remember me. So I stayed away. Wish i hadn't. I should've fought for you. Protected you. But i was a coward. And that got you killed in the end."

Logan put a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. You got me back. Even if i'm not your Logan."

Victors gaze softened. "Will you tell the TVA to stop watching me then?"

"Yeah. You can stay here, brother."

The two gave each other a quick hug, patting each other's back before sitting down again. They ate in comfortable silence, the kind shared by men who had been through hell together. And, at least for tonight, that was enough.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Was thinking of the Little Things au while I had some time. And all I could think about was the differences between the way that Logan and Victor probably handle the newly small Reader. Also known as "VICTOR NO!"

(In the process of drawing this I realized I had no idea how to draw small children lmao) Decided to keep Reader pretty blank so it can be whoever people wanted. (Victor/Sabretooth design is kinda my take on a couple mashed together versions of him, not sure if I'm keeping it or not lol.) Victor can be a really good babysitter...once people remind him that he is caring for children, not actual animal cubs. He'll get the hang of it eventually.

Reader is trying to figure out why they're so small and why everyone else is so big,eanehile the adults are all trying to do a crash course on how to care for mutant babies and toddlers and five year olds.

(Spoilers: A few of them need to retake the class, and everyone is forced to pick a few kids to focus on... Take your guess which adults pick which kids, especially if this is X-Men Evolution AU...)

( @vivid-bun I lobe your art!!! Look at them! It's cool, and really sweet, seeing Logan and Victor take a crzck at parenting/babysitting a baby or toddler Reader, who I assume is just confused and rolling with it for now. They're so cute. The fluff. The colors. The designs. You did so great, @vivid-bun! I had a good break, amd I'm just going to take things a little slower. I hope you have a great day! Stay safe!)

[sabrerine911]

Iron Fist vs Sabretooth WIP ( Marvel Earth-911b ) https://www.facebook.com/BorisGrozevArt

Was in a huge Sabretooth mood yesterday(so much so I even recreated him in Elden Ring XD)

Victor, to this day is my favorite fictional villain, and I wish we could see more of him in media.

Deadpool and Wolverine SPOILER rant:

Ive said this before but Im still very irritated on how they treated Tyler Mane's return of Creed as a one shot Joke, I knew they would do it based on the trailers, but was hoping that I was wrong. He looked and sounded awesome(but hey at least he got as many lines as the 1st X-men movie, loved the delivery on "Time to die!". wouldve been neat to have a "runt "added at the end since Tyler is way taller than Jackman still. )

I guess if there is a positive on the Sabretooth thing in D3 is that he looked cool and thankfully they didnt waste Liev on this joke.(Tyler still deserved way better tho)

As far as the piece is concerned, I went with variants from my made up variant earth. Composition based on Iron Fist #14, Sabretooth's first appearence

[strongestbanner]

Well, I found another parallel 🤣🧡

Wolverine vol. 3 #19 (2003) - Sabretooth vol. 4 #4 (2022)

[marvelman901]

Sabretooth!

1st slide is by Jim Lee.

2nd slide is by the Hildebrandt brothers.

3rd slide is by Dimitri Patelis.

4th slide is by Mark Texeira.

5th slide is by Michael Bair.

6th slide is by Joe Jusko.

#sabretooth #xmen #90s #joejusko #hildebrant #jimlee #dimitripatelis #marktexeira #michaelbair

[golden-buddle]

How would ya feel if I made a discord server to rattle on about Feral Mutants and co in?

[theskrunkle]

I wonder if Sabretooth has that problem most cats have where if he sees the middle of the bowl/plate is empty, he thinks there's no food. Is this why he's always hungry?

[worstsabretooth]

[feraldude]

sabretooth without his long gorgeous hair is like an angel without its wings

[vertigoartgore]

Sabretooth/Victor Creed by artist Adam Kubert and inker Mark Farmer (from 1994's Wolverine #90).

[blorbobutworse]

The Origins.

At Eight, it Happens.

 The house had been decorated for a celebration. Even when he’s sick, which is often, his parents always try to entertain him, even if he’s stuck in a wheelchair so he doesn’t have to walk. He’s sick with the flu for the third time that year. He’s just standing up from bed to the chair when he hears-

BANG

And then a scream.

The fever makes the world melt around him as he breathes, but he stumbles out of his room towards the sound. He sees the groundskeeper on top of his father, and that’s it. 

He killed two people that day, not one. His father, and his half-brother.

His babysitter, Rosie, whisks him away into the woods, names him Logan, but they’re both young, and the work is too heavy for a frail girl and her little brother. The worst happens to Rosie. She gets sick from all the stress and the snow, and by the spring, he’s with the wolves, learning how to live, forgetting his past by the day.

The government finds a little boy with blood still dripping down his mouth, deerskin as his only clothing. They send him to a home and he learns how to pretend to be a person, another animal pelt he slings over himself to appear less threatening.

Eleven finds him back in the woods, his most natural habitat. He sleeps in the trees, eats raw meat for the first time in years and feels alive. There is no need to pretend to be ghosts.

At thirteen, he begins to work with Wraith, Sabretooth, and is guided by a man called Maverick. (but everyone knew Stryker was pulling the shots). They’re a team, and a good one. But something happens, and he starts to work alone.

Fourteen isn’t remembered. There is nothing special about Wolverine.

Fifteen finds him isolated, in a little room in a little house. He’s on a mission he won’t remember, in a place that won’t matter. Somehow he gets a cupcake on his bed. He doesn’t know who it’s from, but he eats it anyway.

16 passes the same way. He is safe. He eats raw meat again. He gets another cupcake. 

And 17 finds him running, running, running, running, no memory of anything except the pain and the blonde boy reaching out in fear and rage but everything seems wrong so he does what he does best and runs. He’s all the way in the US by the time he realizes what he’s done.