#mike Logan headcanons

[laneysmusings]

Hello hello! I've recently acquired the Mike Logan brainrot and I LOVE the fics you've written and I ADORE your tags about him!!

SO. I was wondering if you maybe, possibly, hopefully were willing to share any headcanons you have of him? 👉👈 If not then just delete this ask!

Thank you muchly!

it’s my birthday today, and it’s been a terrible one at that, but this ask literally made my face light up. I feel gifted by you — I would be HAPPY to provide headcanons of this gargantuan idiot, this hunk of massive Catholic guilt, my emotional support beleaguered detective

₊˚.༄ Mike Logan Headcanons

₊˚✦ he’s like, an adequate cook? Most likely good at breakfast in the morning and maybe some basic dishes, self sufficient so he doesn’t solely live off of takeout (but it’s like a quarter of his diet). I can’t say he can’t cook because it’s just not realistic. Boy’s gotta’ eat, y’know?

₊˚✦ Mike has trash coffee taste, takes it straight with maybe some cream or a sugar packet but refuses to try other things like blended drinks, will drink a cappuccino or an americano but hates being in a Starbucks

₊˚✦ UNLESS he gets spoilt and used to better coffee but then he’s doomed and cursed to the shit coffee at work and complains even more than usual. Which is a lot.

₊˚✦ I’ve got a feeling that, with being super progressive in his views, he definitely was one of those police officers in the beginning that everyone was shocked by. This little stinker, a raucous trouble maker, an OFFICER? PUHLEASE

₊˚✦ he’s so quick to fight for one (scrappy more like) he’s just got no fit outlet, so work became his outlet (terrible decision really) — but he’s got such hyperactivity and restlessness, probably born from some childhood PTSD and ADHD/ADD, that it just gnaws at him and lets him get too caught up in his emotions

₊˚✦ the boy needs therapy + AND NOT WITH LIZ

₊˚✦ cuddle bug but doesn’t look like it immediately — like sure he’s probably got some weird stuff with intimacy beyond sex (I can do a WHOLE other set of headcanons about this man’s issues with intimacy, both sexual and non sexual)

₊˚✦ but literally a cuddle bug, he will YANK his partner back into bed. he’s a lazy weekend guy and stands by it — it’s when he catches up on sleep and gets to take his time. He doesn’t shave on weekends either so he gets the perfect “I know I’m hot but I make it look effortless” stubble which is damning. Like fuck.

₊˚✦ I think when he works out he does cardio and maybe weight training but not all too much? Like above the minimum since he’s required to like, apprehend people, run chase and whatnot — but he’s not living at the gym if you catch my drift

₊˚✦ snores. he fucking snores look at that man and tell me he doesn’t snore.

₊˚✦ gets nightmares but doesn’t cope well with them — or have much if any good coping mechanisms honestly. Maybe later in life he’ll adapt some better ones, but everything he’d recommend to others, he wouldn’t do for himself.

₊˚✦ definitely not a “decorate his place for the holidays” person unless his partner is, then he’ll play along and get some fun out of it, but I doubt he’s got a box of decorations tucked away in some closet.

₊˚✦ speaking of closets — this man, oh I swear to god, has owned the same damn ties for like, 12+ years. What magic is in that fabric because I know he’s too cheap to buy good quality shirts and ties, maybe decent suits but still like department store, Macy’s suits. Joseph A. Bank maybe? I’m doubtful on Brooks Brothers, like there’s blood and probably brain matter on them all but fuck it, NYC dry cleaning. There’s also mustard stains, canonically, on them. He’s a slob, someone get this man a tide pen.

₊˚✦ lol all I can see now is him trying to iron his clothes in his apartment with the whole board and iron in like, a tank and boxers and mid-calf socks as he gets ready before work. Oh Dick Wolf you had so much promise with this man.

₊˚✦ he definitely has played and probably would play in the police recreational baseball league, it’s mentioned in an episode and he’s passionate about the Yankees. I’m torn between him actually sporting baseball gear or if it’s really casual with jeans and jerseys and baseball caps. (Pls pls pls PLEASE)

₊˚✦ ooh I’m not sure when he changed it but he used to wear a gold crucifix, fuck my life, but stopped wearing it later on and I’m wondering if it’s due to him taking a bigger step away from Catholicism? Like he’s absolutely a lapsed Catholic with terrible experiences in both home and church, it makes sense for him to be conflicted if not repelled from religion. I’d like to think out of habit he may still go to holiday midnight masses, and sometimes on his own for the quiet and the near-anonymity.

₊˚✦ I’m thinking that leather coat of his he wears around all the time, even in the snow like a fucking moron, may have been a gift or one of his bigger purchases for himself. Like something he saved up for or found and just, let himself have the little luxury. Coats like that are expensive and high quality, he wears the same damn one nearly every episode in both the original series and when he was on criminal intent.

₊˚✦ it may just be me projecting, but I feel like he’s got a record collection. Probably some old record player and some nice speakers, milk crates full of records that he has to bend over to sort through, groaning about his back all the while. Definitely a lot of jazz standards and the greats like Sinatra, as he mentions in the series at some point, Martin, Baker, Fitzgerald, Armstrong, Cooke, Davis, etc plus some classic rock, stuff like the typical dad rock™️ — doesn’t peg me as a frequent flyer for concerts but goes for really good shows, he’s a medium venue person not the intimate ones but not the giant stadiums either. He likes Billy Joel but isn’t vocal about it.

₊˚✦ he’s got clutter in his place, a little too cramped but it makes it homey, not decorative but at least lived in. Things are more out in the open than put away, he’s more visual and muscle memory based than having things stored away.

₊˚✦ lastly, a massive sweet tooth. A snacker, keeps things in the drawer of his desk to munch on between meals. He’s got more snacks than ingredients to cook with in his home kitchen and I stand by that. He looks like he would enjoy pretzels a lot, like a lot. And other salty snacks, but definitely an ice cream, eat out the tub kinda’ guy. I’m betting Raspberry, Chocolate, or Strawberry. Maybe a chocolate fudge if he’s feeling a little wild.

Note: I’d literally be more than happy to expand on any of these if not write even more headcanons

[lilfantayshia]

Law and Order Headcanons

Ben and Paul are definitely dating before the show aired. Paul definitely proposes on one knee. How? He told me.

Mike and Rey ARE definitely dating. When Rey told his wife , Deborah about his infidelity and his sexuality (he used to be curious with his sexuality right now, he's bisexual), she decided not to divorce but rather separate. They agreed on co-parenting their kids. After the separation, Deborah told him that she's pansexual. Being a good ex-husband, he supports her. (Rant: How come there's no Rey Curtis slash fanfiction?)

I bet you a dollar that Mike looks good in women's clothes. He used to put make-up on for plays. Same thing for an outfit. (Maybe he can use it for undercover? This may spaked an fanfiction idea...)

Lennie DEFINITELY sings in private. (Thanks to Jerry Orbach for telling me this)

Paul takes Ben out to Europe for their honeymoon.

Jack and Ben are law besties. They never met each other in real life but they mail each other every other week.

Anita can tell you her family stories if they're all burnout for the cases.

Phil listens to opera. (A homage to Paul Sorvino, who passed away July 25th, 2022 due to natural causes)

Ed's famous twin sister, Erica brings food and snacks to detectives and lawyers. She also helps the cases if they need more help. She's good at memory (regonize people and such). She also brings her best friend, Lauren for help as needed.

Ben and Paul adopt children when they're married.

Ed, Mike, Rey, and Paul are the best bros to count on when you are feeling down. Lennie is also part of it.

BONUSES:

Everybody on the show is gay. Dick Wolf told me. He said the following:

Ben, Paul, Mike, Lennie, Abbie, Jamie, and Jack are all bisexual.

Jack is also trans.

Claire and Anita are clearly pansexual.

Ed is omnisexual.

Arthur and Adam are dating. #oldDAs

That's all, folks.

If there's anything that you want me to add or make a new one, dm me!

Maybe I should do a sexy version?

[strangererotica]

table of ‘cuntents,’ below 👇

art the clown x reader

art was here ✨devil in the details✨the art of fucking ✨miles county haunt✨blood lust ✨santa’s little helper ✨santa’s little helper part 2

cooper adams x reader

headcanons (nsfw) ✨red flags ✨ your attention ✨my other cooper fics are posted on my exclusively cooper/trap blog @thebutchersbitch

steve harrington x reader

lesson learned ✨april showers ✨ delirium ✨ need ✨ dinner for one ✨ drain the snake ✨ baby-making weather ✨ honey ✨ afternoon delight ✨ brunch ✨ after party ✨campsite conception ✨ whiskey with a stranger ✨in the shower with steve ✨kitchen floor ✨toxic ex ✨head

josef (creep, the creep tapes)

episode one: billie

james logan howlett (wolverine) x reader

primal fuck love ✨ swallow

joel miller x reader

definitely good ✨hands on

jim hopper x reader

hopper’s sin part 1 ✨ hopper’s sin part 2 ✨ hopper’s sin part 3 ✨ under cover ✨ love spell part 1 ✨ love spell part 2 ✨ nsfw alphabet (hopper) ✨ dolled up part 1 ✨ enemies to lovers (hopper) ✨ hot lunch ✨dolled up part 2 ✨golden and alive ✨wrong

william afton / springtrap x reader

sick fuck ✨freak on purpose

steddie x reader

two holes, one dom ✨ wet as sin ✨the devil in hawkins ✨ two towels ✨love and treason (gladiator au)

eddie munson x reader

get off ✨bark ✨ devil eyes ✨ it’s wetter inside ✨motel sex

steve, eddie, hopper x reader

dealer part 1 ✨ dealer part 2

anthony bridgerton x reader

intensity ✨ soaked ✨ soaked part 2

mike schmidt x reader

just tell me when you’ve had enough ✨visiting mike late-night at freddy’s

gator tillman x reader

tight fit

[starkwlkr]

Hi!! Can we have headcanons for all of the Jackman babies?

of course you can lovely anon 😘🫶🏼

alex

so he’s the firstborn and it’s canon that he was born in the year 2000 simply because i am so bad with dates (plus that’s the year my sister was born so it’s easy for me to remember)

he once told a girl at his school that his dad was wolverine to try to impress her and she didn’t believe him so he made hugh pick him up from school for a week even though he had his own car

he’s a big fan of horror movies, his favorite horror directors are mike flanagan and wes craven

he enjoys musicals every now and then though he’ll never admit it to anyone

him and reese are only two years apart so they attended school together for a few years. instead of ignoring reese, they would sit together at lunch and even had a few classes together.

he doesn’t go into acting like people expected him to. he goes to college and studies architecture (thank you to the anon that suggested this!!)

reese

my sweet middle child 🫶🏼

so he was very quiet and awkward in high school and his friend group was small. the only time he really talked was if he was with his friends/alex or if he was called on to answer a question

during parents teacher conferences, his teachers told you and hugh that the only complaint they had about reese was that he was too quiet and needed to participate. of course you got mad because if reese doesn’t want to participate then he doesn’t need to!!

dr. pepper lover i said what i said

his school didn’t have a film club so he made one with his friends and the first film they watched was chicago because why wouldn’t he want to show off how talented his mom is?? bonus: you attend one of their gatherings and talk about the production of the movie ☺️

btw if you didn’t read the other fic where i mentioned chicago the musical, it’s canon that marvel actress!reader plays roxie <3

he’s a big momma’s boy

his dream is to be a director and make a movie with you and hugh as the leads but he’s scared that the media is going to say that he only got the opportunity because he’s a nepo baby

his idols are marilyn monroe and his mom ❤️

his comfort movie is the muppets movie

olivia

olivia my queen 🫶🏼 so she is not afraid to tell it like it is

she’s close in age to dafne keen so they become best friends on the set of logan and have been ever since <3 of course dafne ended up becoming an honorary member of the jackman family

she follows in her parents’ footsteps and becomes an actress. she really doesn’t care if people call her a nepo baby, she knows she is 💅🏼

her first role was an A24 movie (of your choice) and she was going press interviews when deadpool & wolverine came out so she was asked a lot about the movie, mostly if she was in it

she was the valedictorian of her graduating class and included logan’s last words in her speech: “i’ve watched my brother, cousins and friends graduate and now it’s my turn. so this is what it feels like.”

have y’all seen the pic of romy mars, sofia coppola’s daughter, on the set of priscilla and jacob elordi is bringing her cake and singing happy birthday to her?? well olivia took some inspiration from romy and was on set of the new avengers movie that marvel actress!reader is directing and pedro pascal ended up being her cake and singing happy birthday to her 🤭

here’s the pic lol

ok that’s all for now <3 thanks for sticking around!! love y’all ☺️😘

@kellyxo1 @barnes70stark @flyestvenustrap @ru-kru @evasmlp

[mishoarts]

SBG SIDE CHARACTERS HEADCANONS  (cuz why not?) p1?

(since y'all did yours while I haven't even done the main 6)

Mike sings while in the shower (silly guy behavior)

William protected his family when the gang broke in by fighting back throwing hands ( based on his size and strength with how Lily talked about him and my thoughts)

Marianna talks to herself ( you can't tell me she doesn't)

Emma is the type of person that won't talk to anyone until they get their 𝙼����𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎.

Rayan almost got caught by Ash not just for his feet steps but also for his loud breathing that he breaths like a cow ( have you seen the size of his nose? + jk I just like making fun of him)

Lily has called Aiden "Addy" once.

Naomi thinks that she has failed as a parent every time she remembers Ben ( I love her)

Alex says a bunch of prayers before entering any of the kids' rooms because he knows God is the only one who can save him from them ( fast passers know exactly why lmao)

Jessica is a cartoon character who puts cucumber on her eyes when sleeping.

Daniel wishs he had a better bond with his son but he doesn't know how to.

Maverick has an evil teddy bear to tell it his evil plans (based on my wild imagination)

Lily watchs monster school or fnaf or smth like that (average 2016 kid) 

Logan's grandparents have a body (or more?) buried in their garden ( serves as a natural fertilizer)

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[In case you forgot : William=Ben's dad, Marianna=twins' mom, Rayan=the dumb bald guy, Naomi=Ben's mom, Alex=the nurse, Jessica/Daniel = Aiden's parents, Maverick=the handsome evil guy]

[liyaauhr]

Logan & Ashlyn HEADCANONS

— They're both pretty big dog people: Ashlyn loves cats and dogs equally while Logan mainly likes dogs (he prefers how dogs are more affectionate). Because of this, they've both started to volunteer at a local animal shelter together and it's sort of become their thing (the rest of the group drops by sometimes but not nearly as much as these two). Both of them bond over a mutual preference for choosing dogs over humans any day, Ashlyn likes how calm the atmosphere of the shelter is and finds Logan to be good company when she just wants to enjoy the quiet company.

— Logan always brings Ashlyn custom flowers for her dance recitals: After hanging out, the group learns of these events and makes an effort to get involved and show support for each other's hobbies, for most of them it's their first time having genuine connections so naturally, no one likes to skip out on Ashlyn's recitals. Emma and Mike have started coming around often to the plant shop to buy flowers whenever Ashlyn has an important event. Seeing how often the Banners brought flowers for Ashlyn, Logan thought it'd be a great idea to show support by making a separate bouquet on behalf of the group. I imagine he'd have pretty good knowledge of flowers and their meanings so he'd always make a handmade bouquet for every event. So now Ashlyn often gets greeted with two bouquets after her shows: one from her parents, one from her friends. She always keeps them for as long as she can and texts Logan for advice on keeping them from wilting.

— Ashlyn always tries to be attentive to Logan: It's more out of instinct as the group leader, Ashlyn will always feel responsible for looking out for her friends and so unconsciously tries to be a better friend by trying to be observant to notice shifts in behaviours. Interestingly, this happened a lot with Logan early on in the group's friendship. He'd often linger behind the group or sometimes opt out of conversations in favour of staying quiet, valuing the opinions of others over his own. Whenever this happened, Ashlyn would always try to involve Logan by asking for his opinion or corner off with him to initiate a private conversation about Logan's own interests, urging him to speak more.

— Yapper + listener duo

— Aside from Logan I think that Ashlyn is the 2nd best with a gun (I know Taylor is shown to be good and implied to be the second best but logic tells me otherwise): Because of this they often go to shooting ranges together and always compete with each other in shooting arcade games.

— Ashlyn helps out at the flower shop and gets mistaken for being an employee by customers: She's known as the 'grumpy lady with braids,' eventually, she just gets given a nametag from James and Mary to try and help her out but to her dismay, the nickname just stuck. Even worse, Logan accidentally mentioned it in front of the group and now they use it to tease her.

— Ashlyn, Logan, and Taylor are known to be the strategists: While Ashlyn mainly plans the objectives for the night, Taylor and Logan like to chip in and offer their own opinions to keep things running smoothly.

— People think they’re related at school: Due to sharing a few similar features (and the fact that someone once saw Logan getting out of the car with Ashlyn & the Banners) most people assumed Ashlyn and Logan were cousins. Some people had even started theorising that they were secret siblings because no-one had seen Logan’s parents before. Both of them know about these rumours but Ashlyn doesn’t care enough to clarify.

[sillymicox3]

The Savannah Kids Headcanons (Mostly stupid or smth)

-It would be a funny thing if Aiden were to drive a car the others would be scared to death because of Aiden's recklessness.

-At some point Logan and Ash are comfortable with each other that Logan can freely go in Ash's house. Mike and Emma don't mind it and they welcome him like he's also their child.

-Whenever there's thunderstorms Ashlyn would be under her blankets with her noise cancelling headphones on and would say to herself "I'm a teenager, I'm not a child so I'm not going to my parents" only to find herself cuddled up to her parents 1 minute later.

-Speaking of thunderstorms the twins also can't handle them and would go to their mother.

-Whenever Logan wants to visit Ash at midnight he would text her and the first thing he says is 'knock knock I know you're in there come out now'. At some times Ashlyn would mistaken him as a hacker that knows her address so now she has a bat on her side of the bed and would carry it when Logan messages her. (Sometimes would hit Logan, but Logan would dodge it because it's becoming a routine)

-When Tyler and Ashlyn get mad at each other the others form a circle around them and bet who's going to win the battle.

-Ashlyn and Logan once found a dog. Whenever Aiden tries to recklessly play with it Ashlyn beats the shit out of him mentally. Logan tries to set it free because it kept on shitting.

-Speaking of dogs since Logan keeps on forcing Ash to watch horror movies, as a payback she let's loose a random stray dog in Logan's room and the dog ended up shitting next to Logan.

-Ashlyn has a soft spot for dogs. Whenever she's infuriated at Aiden he would pull out a random picture of a puppy and she would go "aww". It's Aiden's only chance of living.

-When Aiden plays monopoly he would laugh like a mad man every time he does something. He also used the money as a fan to give "rich kid vibes".

-They share the same playlist. Aiden would add questionable songs and Taylor or Tyler would be the ones to remove them to save the other's innocence (if they have one).

-When Tyler's angry as fuck he would use a nearby object no matter how heavy it is as a weapon and would throw it at someone. If he can't, he'll destroy it. If he can't then he'll use his shoe (inspired by a fellow classmate of mine)

-As a child when Aiden was home alone he would jump down the stairs to feel adrenaline and when he broke one of his ankles he would walk it off (based on a true story of mine ig)

-When the gang was hanging out in Ash's house Ashlyn once let out a loud, blood curling, ear piercing scream. Only because there was a snake in the kitchen.

-Ben and Taylor are scared of My Little Pony because Aiden showed them those MLP infected slideshows on tiktok.

-When Tyler first played baseball he accidentally threw the bat when he tried to hit the ball and the ball ended up hitting his nose.

Yeah that's all ig. They're pretty stupid and inaccurate.

[strazki]

School Bus Graveyard headcanons no one asked for but will still get 😤

Ashlyn has autism. Honestly pretty much canon at this point, considering what we've seen of her, but still

The whole group took a hot second to adjust, but they are now so accommodating to it

Obviously there's the noise issues, but they also recognize when she needs to be alone, and they don't bother her too much about her being so asocial

I’m projecting but I just love these guys

ANYWAY, on a completely different subject, I think Taylor is actually a really good singer! She's just very shy about it

I also think Aiden can definitely play drumset

Top that off with Tyler canonically playing guitar, all you need to do is give Ben a bass or something and then they're basically just a little band!

I think they would be called the Phantoms or some shit like that

Ashlyn can do backup vocals, and I love my boy Logan but he's giving stage manager vibes a little bit lol

Someone's gotta do it

Taylor and Tyler share their clothes all the time. We already see that they have the same room, which most likely means the same closet, and since the two of them have a relatively similar build (and thus, similar clothing sizes), they just don't really bother separating their clothes (probably why they're matching so often)

Aiden does so much stupid rich kid shit. Not obnoxiously, but just out of a lack of understanding

Probably says some shit to the others like "Wait, your parents didn't get you a car? I know we can't drive yet, but you can still like... take pictures with it."

Bro has no idea he's that rich

The twins absolutely love going over to Ashlyn's place to get self-defense training from Mike and Emma. With their father being gone for a while, and their mom being not all there (for lack of a better description), it's been a long time since they've had a stable parental figure in their lives

Ashlyn's parents are just so nice to them and treat them like their own kids. I just think it's something they needed in their life that they found in an unexpected place :(

Ben loves to paint! He took up art and drawing ever since he lost his voice, and finds painting specifically very calming

He's been working on portraits for each of his friends that are all lying half-finished around his room

Even when he finishes them, though, he probably wouldn't show them for a while because he's quite nervous about it

If he DOES show them, he would definitely give Taylor her's first, because that's who he feels closest to

She cries

I feel like Logan, with working at the flower shop and all that, probably spends a bit of time putting together little bouquets for his friends

Not as like a grand show of affection, but just little gifts to show his appreciation for them being around and caring about him

Probably personalizes them a LOT too. Not only does he coordinate them to match the favorite colors/flowers of the person he's making them for, but he knows all the symbolic meanings behind each flower

Like, for example, I bet he gets yellow roses for Ben to signify friendship, and pink roses for Ashlyn to signify gratitude, that sort of stuff

His love language is gift giving and he's never had friends as close as these guys, leave him alone >:[

Okay that's all I got right now send tweet

[love-dilfs]

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[kaydens-agere]

Characters I Headcanon as Age Regressors!

This is a forever ongoing list! It will change depending on the franchises and fandoms I interact with and my opinions on certain characters :)

Keep in mind I haven't interacted with some of these characters/franchises in a while so I can't come up with exact headcanons for some of them, the ones that are underlined have links to their headcanons/moodboards and the emojis next to them are oneshots/drabbles I've done for them ^^ Also if you'd like to request please check my fandom list, thank you!!

Characters are below the cut!!

Lab Rats Chase Davenport -🧪- Marcus Davenport

Mighty Med Oliver Horace Diaz

Henry Danger Henry Hart/Kid Danger Ray Manchester/Captain Man

Spider-Man Peter Parker/Spider-Man -🕷️- Miles Morales/Spider-Man Gwen Stacy/Spider-Woman Pavitr Prabhakar/Spider-Man Hobie Brown/Spider-Man

Marvel Wade Wilson/Deadpool Logan Howlett/Wolverine Matt Murdock/Daredevil Charles Xavier/Professor X Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto Jean Grey/The Dark Phoenix James "Bucky" Barnes/The Winter Soldier Steve Rogers/Captain America

The Outsiders Ponyboy Curtis Sodapop Curtis Darrell "Darry" Curtis Johnny Cade Dallas "Dally" Winston Keith "Two-Bit" Matthews Steve Randle (yeah basically all the gang leave me alone </3)

Detroit: Become Human/Evolution/Reawakening Connor/RK800 Nines/RK900

Life Is Strange Chloe Price Rachel Amber

Random One-Off characters Truman Burbank (The Truman Show) Leon Kennedy (Resident Evil) Mike Schmidt (Five Nights At Freddy's) Rusty-James (RumbleFish) Simon (Dinner In America) Ellie Williams (The Last Of Us)

[mikelogan]

Hi! so, idk if you take asks for just random Mike hcs (feel free to tell me to piss off if you don't) but I was wondering if you had any hcs for platonic! Mikey with a younger sibling (like teenager age) (ik this probably doesn't work with any l&o timeline but its okay) who has the same or similar trauma to Mike and because of this they're like a huge delinquent (bonus points if he's walked into work one morning to see the reader sitting in a holding cell for like shoplifting or smth, looking dejected af) Tysm, I love your writing!

hi! i'm definitely open to hearing hcs or being asked for some and i will consider requests for fics, though i can't always promise i'll take them.

this is really interesting though?? i haven't really given much thought to mike being an older sibling as i hc he has a sister who's a few years older than him, but consider me intrigued lol. as far as trauma, it makes sense bc even if there's a fairly large age gap between them, they still grew up in the same house with alcoholic and abusive parents. like there's this part of me that thinks mike just works so well as a younger sibling bc it's not until criminal intent s6 and s7 that we really see him take on that more senior/older brother type of role with his partners (which i love a lot, don't get me started), but him having a younger sibling that he kind of has to grow up faster for is really good.

we see it all the time with cases -- mike is so protective of anyone he views as vulnerable. it's not just kids, but those cases seem to affect him more, and a lot of that is likely bc he wants to make a difference and help other kids going through what he went through, but it would also make sense if he sees his younger sibling (picturing a younger brother tbh but a younger would be fine too) in those victims too.

and god, him walking into the precinct and seeing them sitting there -- or cragen pulling him aside beforehand to tell/prepare him -- and he sees so much of himself in them? and he hates that bc there will always be that self-loathing inside him, even if it gets easier with time. like i don't think mike was a super well-behaved kid lol but i don't think he did bad enough things that he was getting picked up by the cops either. but he sees the anger in his sibling's eyes, sees his pain reflected in them, and i can see him trying to scare them straight at first? giving them a hard time and trying the whole tough love thing, but they don't care and don't want to hear it.

so like what if he eventually decides to get his own act together and asks them if they want to come live with him? im not super familiar with what that process would be like with unwilling parents (my sister just had to sign a delegation of parental rights form when my parents started raising my nephew), but you just know he'd do it right and do it as quickly as possible. he wishes so much he'd had someone to get him out of there, and he doesn't want it to be too late.

and just the eventual heart-to-hearts between him and the sibling, the tears that are shed both in sadness and in anger, but it ends up being what they both need. it helps mike to grow up and it gets his sibling in a safer, more stable environment. it does mean some lifestyle changes, probably more for mike, and he feels bad that he works so much, but getting to see his sibling start to do better in school and not act out so much and be well-fed and well-rested is worth everything 😭

much to think about!! and thank you so much, i really appreciate it!

[lilfantayshia]

Law and Order: Sexy Headcanons

Full disclaimer: I'm asexual or on aspec so uh scroll past down if you don't want to see the sexy adult fun time.

Ben would be in a brat mode, only if he can't do anything that is relevant to the case. He would lash out to Adam and Paul, much to their dismay. Adam would look at Paul. Paul nodded as Adam left. Paul looked at his husband, who realized his mistake and tried to say anything that he is mad about. Paul would order him to tame Ben (ex. strip off his clothes, bend over the office table or chair, asking what positions he would be comfortable with). Remember kids: Consent is important. Ben soon apologized to Paul and Adam about his behavior.

Mike would do ANYTHING to please Rey. We are talking about bending over to pick up to expose his voluptuous butt, licking the popsicle, sending dirty texts, and more to get his attention in which Rey know what he's doing but he ignores him. (My god, Mike! Stop being a slut!) The only way to capture Rey's attention is by wearing girly skimpy clothes, lingerie, or sexy costumes.

Mike has a degradation kink. Rey would whisper to him saying the dirtiest things (ex. slut, whore, bitch). To be honest, let's just say he deserved it.

Jack loves getting his vulva/vagina eating.

Lennie would alternate his voice into deeper, baritone voices that will make his lover weak in their knees.

Abbie, Jamie, and Claire would buy the strap on to peg their lover, respectively (Serena, David, and Jack).

Interrogation room and the DA's office were usually the place to have sex if they don't have a case.

Spanking is Ed's forte for Jack.

Ben cries during sex. Paul would stop what he was doing and ask his husband what was wrong to which Ben stops and tell him to continue.

The tops (Paul, Claire, Abbie, Jamie, Lennie, Rey, Ed, and Anita) would always make their bottoms (Ben, Jack, Serena, David, OC, Mike, and OC) blush and weak in knees.

Rey would grab Mike's ass every time they made love.

Ed gives Jack a vibrator as a gift, so he can wear it on the court. Everytime Jack talks to people who are relevant to the case, Ed, in the back of the courtroom, would have a remote in his hand, fingering the levels for the device. Jack would be startled, try to suppress his whimpers and moans, trying to get hold of himself. He would ask the judge to take recess.

Rey would dirty talk in Spanish.

Paul would call Ben 'babygirl.' (Am I wrong?)

They use R&B music to spice things up. (Barry White knows what's up.)

Paul would put his hand on Ben's thighs during court when running up against a lawyer. Sometimes the hand would travel upwards and Ben had to repress his movements and noises before the judge noticed.

I'm pretty sure that's all. DM me anything!

[lee1504]

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✯ Inspirations Soulmate AU (Ashler) Emma and Mike's First Meeting (Banner parents) The Shop Across the Street (Benlor) The Mourner (Ashlyn Banner) Find Me in the Future (Benlor)

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[brainrot-goes-brrrrrr]

More Random SBG headcanons

Taylor loves any form of photo opportunity, but her favorite would be photo booths. If she sees one she will drag anyone, mainly Tyler, into one to take pictures. She has an album somewhere full of these photos, and the first photo in the book is of her, Tyler, her mom, and her dad when they were little at an aquarium.

Aiden is great at video games. Since he was left home alone often, he probably turned to video games for entertainment. Considering Aiden’s tendency to seek out thrills, he would probably turn to horror or timed games.

It is 2016 I’m allowed to say this, Aiden was a FNAF kid, and I feel like the twins might have been as well. Taylor watched a lot of playthroughs as a kid and got Tyler into it so they would watch it together. Tyler was freaked out by it and refused to watch it in full screen, he probably went to the comments to look for a jump scare list. Aiden is a lore freak, if given an opportunity he would give a several-hour-long spiel about the entire timeline.

Firm believer that Logan’s glasses have Coke bottle lenses. This is probably not true, I just think it would be funny if his lenses went out of the frames.

Baron is terrified of Tyler. Not in the way that Tyler would beat him in a fight, but because the baseball coach would be fond of him. Tyler already puts a lot of his effort toward his sport, so he probably has a closer relationship with the coach than the other players. So if Tyler were to tell the coach the shit this guy does, I feel like he could do some damage to Barron. The only reason Tyler hasn’t told the coach about everything that Barron has done is because Barron is a valuable player for him. After all, if the team looks good, then he’ll look good for scholarships.

Ashlyn gets cold pretty easily. In the winter she has to look like the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man so she can be somewhat comfortable. I thought that the it was called the State-Puff Marshmallow Man my life is a lie

Ashlyn is also pretty muscular because she does ballet— lean muscle. Ballet requires so much control and strength to pull off, so it would only make sense. Have you seen how buff ballerinas are?

Both Aiden and Taylor were scary movie and scary game fans. Aiden loves the thrill of the stories, and Taylor loves creepy/eerie things as we saw with her enthusiasm in a haunted tour of the Sorrel Weed House. When they hang out, they either watch a recent horror movie that came out or a new game that Aiden had gotten.

Ben, Logan, and Tyler, however, can not handle horror and they get jumpy around it. Ben and Logan openly express that they don’t care for the genre, but Tyler just kind of avoids it/does not want to admit he is scared by it. If they have to watch a horror movie, Logan will be curled up in a blanket near Ashlyn covering his eyes to avoid the jump scares(he fails miserably), and Ben is huddled up around Taylor and Aiden because their presence comforts him. Tyler is either sitting somewhat apart from the group or on the other side of Ashlyn trying to act tough, he is failing miserably, resulting in Aiden, Taylor, and Ashlyn teasing him.

Mike and Emma treat all of the kids as if they were their own. At first, I think they were mainly fond of them because they were Ashlyn’s first and only friends as well as them always being at their house. I think it also has something to do with the fact that they spent at least a month teaching them self-defense to protect themselves and each other. Finding out about everyone’s situation, I think they just want to protect them.

Speaking of the previous headcanon, Tyler sees Mike as a father figure, and it kind of just eats at him/leaves him with some conflicting feelings. He is a bit envious of Ashlyn for having such caring parents, and it comes with a bit of guilt when he looks at her for a while. I think Mike realizes this and tries to be there for him. I don’t think it is the same for Taylor because Tyler stepped up to that role, similar to the relationship between Katara and Sokka in Avatar the Last Airbender.

[laneysmusings]

First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I'm glad I was able to provide some joy!

Secondly: PLEASE expand on those intimacy issues, I've got some popcorn (and maybe some tissues) ready 🍿

Based off this headcanon: ₊˚✦ cuddle bug but doesn’t look like it immediately — like sure he’s probably got some weird stuff with intimacy beyond sex (I can do a WHOLE other set of headcanons about this man’s issues with intimacy, both sexual and non sexual)

₊˚.༄ Mike Logan Intimacy Headcanons

₊˚✦ he’s presented in the show as a womanizer or a tomcat, not settling down and more-so dating around and sleeping with women casually. In my brain, that frequency of sex with no nonsexual intimacy makes me think he’s had little to no experience with genuine care

₊˚✦ not as if life never handed him opportunities, but Mike doesn’t attach well and hates change even more, seen in his handling of changes in partners from Max to Phil and Phil to Lennie. (The former has more trauma involved but it’s neither the place or time to get into that mess)

₊˚✦ Mike’s just too closed off to comfortably/easily involve himself with a partner and be intimate nonsexually, like being open and talking about things, communicate. I think he struggles with how he views himself and treats himself, and in turn can’t really give everything when he’s got nothing he can even give himself if that makes sense?

₊˚✦ he's had such an unkind home life, between his abusive father and even more abusive mother, any attachment or closeness others seek with him I can see Mike fighting off. Biting the hand that's trying to feed him, y'know? We see it with Lennie when he takes Phil's place and Mike dismisses him and bickers, biting at him. Initially, he's not willing to open up for fear of being vulnerable enough to get hurt again.

₊˚✦ But when you do get him to open up? that luxury of getting to know him slowly and intimately, taking down the walls brick by brick, it's beautiful. I just know that you have to take time, in words or actions, to show him that you aren't going anywhere, anytime soon. That does mean having to trudge through the casual stage of dating and being something different, something more and real with him than the flings he's been known to have (I'm in love with a slut, so what)

₊˚✦ The loyalty Mike shows? his dedication to others around him once he knows that they are not leaving is so vast and deep. It's shown with his partners and those he works with. He entrusts his life with them, working where he does and as he does. Mike eventually entrusts his life with you too.

₊˚✦ with the sexual intimacy, he's not all too hesitant to fuck first and ask questions later, my beloved hoe, but Mike can hold out depending on his relationship. A monogamous king with questionable taste, he can wait a moderate time at least until getting to bed. But not the most chaste partner you'll have. He's got energy, gotta' be spent somewhere.

₊˚✦ when he is attached, with a whole established relationship, he's spending his weekends at your place until the two of you eventually rent and live together. A small apartment with big windows, probably in Brooklyn. He's at your hip when he realizes you aren't going anywhere, and most of your time is lazing about in either of your apartments, in bed, in bed, and on outings where he can wrap his arm around your waist with his hand in your back pants pocket.

₊˚✦ Mike's a bed hog and there's specifically a scene in Sex and the City where a character played by the same actor that plays Mike tugs his love interest back into bed when getting up. It lives in my head rent-free, it should live in all of y'alls heads rent-free, and I say with confidence that Mike sleeps in on his weekends and refuses to be the first to rise from the sheets unless he's back beneath them within several minutes.

₊˚✦ he will invade your personal space, when you're working at home or doing a craft, and will either participate or be near you while you're doing things if he can't help or join. Mike just plays but eventually can learn the concept of parallel play and sharing the space instead of needing to be literally on top of you.

₊˚✦ when Mike gets home from a long or bad day, he usually goes to your shared home and changes into softer clothes then joins you on the couch. You thread your fingers through his hair and massage his scalp and temples, making him bury his face into your stomach as he lays his head on your lap, groaning as you manually shed the day away and send him melting into you.

₊˚✦ Before you two shared a living space, he would go to yours on rougher days or just pick you up on his drive home, eager to be with you and around the comfort you bring. Mike can isolate but you know when to press him to talk and when to just let him decompress in quiet.

₊˚✦ overall, he's hard to get to open up but you won't get him to leave once you do. You put in the effort, the time to getting to know him and gain his loyalty and adoration — you're the one that's stuck with him. And you couldn't be happier.

[latexb0n3z]

Silly poolverine fic based on my silly headcanon that Logan secretly has Channing Tatum white boy wasted levels of dance skill.

Short fic

NSFW

The bass of the nightclub hit like a freight train, rattling Wade’s bones and vibrating through his chest. He stood near the bar, nursing a glowing blue drink that smelled vaguely like antifreeze, his tie loosened and his mask tucked under the collar of his suit. Beside him, Logan stood stiff as a board, his scowl deep enough to scare off anyone who might wander too close.

“This was your brilliant plan?” Logan growled, his voice barely cutting through the thumping music. “Stand around in a damn nightclub, waiting for a guy who isn’t even gonna show?”

“Hey, don’t look at me,” Wade said, swirling his drink and then taking a sip. “Blame the intel. Not my fault our target decided to skip his night of debauchery. Honestly, kind of rude if you think about it. We got all dressed up for nothing.”

Logan folded his arms, glancing around the crowded dance floor with barely concealed disdain. “Let’s just leave.”

“Oh, no no no.” Wade waved a finger at him. “We’re already here. We’ve got the suits. We’ve got the vibes. It’d be a crime to waste all this potential.” He gestured to himself and then dramatically to Logan. “Come on, let’s cut loose. Let’s—dare I say—dance.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Not happening.”

“Why not?” Wade whined, setting down his drink. “What, afraid you’ll twist your ankle in those fancy shoes? Or—wait, wait—don’t tell me. You’re one of those ‘I don’t dance’ guys. Like Kevin Bacon before the montage in Footloose.”

“I don’t dance,” Logan said flatly.

Wade squinted at him, hands on his hips. “Bull. You’ve got moves. I can sense it. You’re probably one of those guys who secretly kills it on the dance floor. Probably did the Charleston in 1918 or something.”

Logan sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m not dancing, Wade.”

Wade, of course, ignored him completely, grabbing Logan by the arm and tugging him toward the crowded dance floor. “Nope! Not listening! We’re doing this!”

“Wade—”

“Shh! The music is calling us, Logan. It’s destiny.”

They broke into the crowd, the thumping beat of the music swallowing them whole. Wade immediately started flailing like an inflatable tube man, his arms jerking wildly as he bounced on the balls of his feet.

“This is amazing!” Wade shouted, twirling in place. “Look at me! I’m a star!”

Logan stood motionless, arms crossed, glaring at Wade like he was debating walking out and leaving him to fend for himself.

Then, with a heavy sigh, Logan stepped forward.

What happened next was nothing short of legendary.

Logan started slow, shifting his weight from side to side, his movements fluid despite the sharpness of his suit. Then he pivoted, his shoulders rolling in perfect time with the beat, and suddenly, the man was dancing.

Not awkward, shuffling-around-your-cousin’s-wedding dancing. No. Logan moved like he was born for this. Every motion was smooth, precise, his hips and shoulders hitting the rhythm with a confidence that made it impossible to look away.

The crowd parted around him almost instinctively, people staring as the stoic, grumpy man in the suit owned the floor.

Wade froze mid-flail, his jaw dropping. “WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. HELL.”

Logan didn’t answer. He spun, then dipped low before rising again, his feet sliding across the floor like he was a contestant on Dancing with the Stars. His expression didn’t change, still cool and composed, but his movements had a swagger that sent the crowd into a frenzy. Because how could everyone not look at this absolutely fitted up hairy man who looks suspiciously like Wolverine.

“Oh my god, you’re good!” Wade shouted, pointing at him. “You’re so good! Why didn’t you tell me you were, like, secretly Magic Mike?”

Logan smirked—an actual smirk—and kept going, throwing in a perfectly timed body roll that sent a nearby group of club-goers into cheers.

Wade, never one to be outdone, jumped back in with renewed energy, flailing harder and pointing at Logan like he was the main act. “Ladies and gentlemen!” he shouted to the crowd. “Give it up for the Wolverine!”

Logan shot him a glare but didn’t stop dancing. If anything, he leaned into it, sliding seamlessly into a step-turn-step combo that looked suspiciously like something out of a swing dance routine.

“THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!” Wade screamed, clapping his hands over his head as he attempted to copy Logan’s moves and failed spectacularly.

By now, the entire club was watching them. Phones were out, recording videos as the stoic, suited man with claws and the masked, flailing lunatic became the accidental stars of the night. People were confused, and amused. Deadpool and Wolverine, at a club, right here. Wade thought for a moment that maybe all the attention was going to fuck up their job, but it was already fucked up. Their target wasn’t here.

When the song ended, the crowd erupted into applause. Logan straightened, adjusting his tie like nothing had happened, while Wade dropped to his knees, throwing his arms in the air like he’d just won an Olympic medal.

“You,” Wade said, pointing up at Logan, “are a gift to humanity.”

“Shut up, Wade,” Logan muttered, grabbing him by the collar and hauling him to his feet.

“We should do this every week,” Wade continued, grinning like a maniac as they made their way off the floor. “Oh! Oh! Next time, we coordinate. Maybe matching suits? Sequins? I’m thinking disco vibes.”

The thump of the music still echoed through Logan’s body as they stepped off the dance floor, but something strange had happened: he was smiling. Not the smirk he sometimes used to cover his annoyance, but an actual smile, wide enough to crinkle his eyes.

Wade, who had been rattling off a string of incoherent nonsense to anyone willing to listen, stopped mid-sentence and stared at him like he’d just seen Bigfoot.

“Whoa,” Wade said, narrowing his eyes as if trying to solve a complex equation. “Is that—are you smiling?”

Logan wiped a hand across his face, his grin faltering. “No.”

“YES, YOU ARE!” Wade yelled, pointing at him with both hands. “Ladies and gentlemen, breaking news! The Wolverine smiles! Someone call the Associated Press!”

“Can it, Wade,” Logan muttered, but the corner of his mouth twitched, betraying him.

“You’re in a good mood,” Wade said, circling him like a shark. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed. You’re all loosened up, laughing in the face of fun like a normal human. Who even are you?”

Logan sighed and leaned against the bar, signaling for a drink. “You happy now? I danced. Everyone stared. The world didn’t end.”

“You didn’t just dance, my guy,” Wade corrected, flagging the bartender down for another round. “You thrived. You were like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever, but with less weird teeth and more claws. You loved it, didn’t you?”

Logan didn’t answer, but his silence was telling. It had been… fun. He’d forgotten how much he liked dancing, how much rhythm was buried somewhere in his muscle memory from nights he’d barely allowed himself to enjoy back in the ‘70s.

“You’re not denying it!” Wade said triumphantly, shoving a shot into Logan’s hand. “That’s it. We’re celebrating. You deserve it.”

Logan looked at the drink skeptically. “Celebrating what?”

“Uh, life? The fact that you’re not actively scowling? And, most importantly, the fact that I, Wade Wilson, have broken through your icy exterior and reminded you what joy feels like.”

Logan shook his head but tossed the shot back anyway, slamming the glass down on the bar. Wade did the same, then immediately ordered another drink.

“I’m gonna request a song,” Wade announced, bounding toward the DJ booth. “Something with a vibe. Something we both like. Something to get your Canadian butt back on that dance floor!”

Logan watched him go, debating whether to just leave. But then the music shifted, and a song he vaguely recognized kicked on. Something funky, with a solid beat and a melody that pulled at the distant corners of his memory.

Wade returned with a triumphant grin, grabbing Logan by the arm before he could protest. “Come on, gramps! Round two!”

“Wade,” Logan started, but Wade had already dragged him halfway to the dance floor.

“This is your jam, admit it!” Wade said, spinning him dramatically like they were about to tango.

The truth was… it kind of was his jam. Logan couldn’t place the name, but it had the same groove he used to love, back when he’d hit the floor in cheap bars with sticky floors and bad lighting.

Wade started dancing immediately, his moves as chaotic as ever, but this time he reached out and grabbed Logan’s hands, pulling him into the mix.

“Dance with me!” Wade shouted over the music.

“Wade, no,” Logan protested, but Wade was already swaying back and forth, trying to coax him into following.

“Don’t be shy, peanut,” Wade teased, his mask barely containing the grin on his face. “You’ve got moves. Show me what you’ve got!”

Logan rolled his eyes but relented, letting the rhythm take over. He stepped in time with Wade, leading him into a spin so smooth it startled them both.

“Whoa-ho! Look at you!” Wade said, his voice dripping with mock awe. “I think I just swooned a little.”

Logan smirked—actually smirked this time—and kept going, pulling Wade into a groove that matched the beat. The two of them moved in sync, Logan’s smooth precision balancing out Wade’s chaotic flailing.

The crowd started watching again, cheers erupting as Logan executed a move that could only be described as dangerously suave. Wade matched it by pretending to moonwalk and nearly tripping over his own feet.

“You’re a natural,” Logan said, surprising even himself.

“And you,” Wade said, pointing at him, “are officially my favorite person to party with.”

They danced through the rest of the song, laughing harder than either of them had in weeks, until Wade finally collapsed against Logan, panting.

“Okay,” Wade said, still grinning, “I’m calling it. Best. Night. Ever.”

Logan shook his head, laughing under his breath as Wade leaned against him, grinning like he’d just won the lottery.

“You’re an idiot,” Logan said, patting him on the back.

“Yeah,” Wade said, looking up at him with a glint of mischief in his eye, “but I have no comeback because you are literally Channing Tatum in Step Up! Like, where were those moves hiding? Are you secretly a male stripper? Do you have a side gig?”

Logan chuckled, shaking his head as he made his way back to the bar. “You’re insufferable.”

“True,” Wade said, trailing after him, “but admit it—you’re having fun. Dancing, grinning, doing the whole ‘human connection’ thing. It’s like therapy but with less crying and more sequins.”

Logan didn’t answer, signaling the bartender for another shot instead. The tequila burned on the way down, but it settled something in his chest, the tension that had been building all night.

Wade, of course, was still talking. “You know, I think this could be your thing. Logan the Dancer. Wolverine on the Weekends. ‘The Fastest Claws in the West,’ or something equally catchy.”

“Don’t push it,” Logan warned, but there was no real heat in his voice.

Wade clapped his hands together. “Okay, okay. One more round on the dance floor, and then I’ll stop bugging you. Scout’s honor.”

Logan glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “Scout’s honor? You?”

“Okay, fine. Mercenary’s honor. But still. One more round, and then I’ll shut up. Cross my heart and hope to—”

Before Wade could finish, he suddenly produced a small baggie from inside his jacket, grinning like a kid with a forbidden toy. “Unless, of course, you want to really get loose?”

Logan froze mid-pour, staring at the baggie in Wade’s hand. “Did you have that the whole time?”

Wade shrugged. “I mean, it’s not a party without a little pick-me-up. Want a hit?”

Logan rolled his eyes but didn’t say no, setting his glass down as Wade dipped a pinky finger into the baggie and held it up.

“Come on, Grumpy Gus. Live a little,” Wade said, snorting his line with an exaggerated flair and tossing his head back like he’d just unlocked the secrets of the universe.

Logan hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the baggie from Wade. “Screw it.” He took a line, blinking hard as it hit him almost immediately.

Wade let out a triumphant whoop, grabbing Logan by the arm and pulling him toward the dance floor. “Okay, now you’re ready. I want to see some real moves this time!”

“Careful what you wish for,” Logan muttered, his grin returning as the music shifted into something fast and pulsing.

The beat dropped, and Logan didn’t hold back. He launched into the kind of moves that made his earlier performance look like a warm-up, his body perfectly in sync with the rhythm. The crowd went wild, phones flashing, people shouting as Logan dominated the floor like a professional.

“YES!” Wade yelled, hopping up and down like a kid at his first concert. “That’s what I’m talking about! Who knew the grumpy murder machine could groove?”

Logan spun on his heel, grabbing Wade by the collar and yanking him into the mix. “Your turn, smartass.”

The music blasted through the club, a pulsating beat that sent the whole room into a frenzy. Logan was in the zone now, his body moving with a fluidity that made it look like he’d been doing this all his life. The strobe lights caught on the sharp angles of his suit, and the crowd parted around him like they knew they were witnessing something out of the ordinary.

Wade, on the other hand, was chaos incarnate. He flailed his arms like an inflatable tube man, his moves so ridiculous they somehow looped back around to entertaining. He was yelling something—probably nonsense—over the music, but Logan was too caught up in the rhythm to care.

Then Wade decided to take it up a notch.

“Okay, okay,” Wade shouted, sliding over to Logan and dramatically flipping an imaginary ponytail over his shoulder. “Time for the real show!”

Before Logan could react, Wade spun around and backed up, grinding against him with exaggerated enthusiasm, his hands in the air like he was auditioning for a raunchy music video.

Logan froze for half a second, his brain trying to reconcile the absurdity of what was happening. Then, to his own surprise, he started laughing. Not a small chuckle, but a full, deep laugh that he didn’t even try to suppress.

“Oh, you’re laughing?” Wade called over his shoulder, still swaying his hips. “You like this, don’t you? Admit it, Logan, I’m irresistible!”

Logan shook his head, his laughter making his shoulders shake. “You’re out of your damn mind,” he said, stepping back and smacking Wade on the butt, the sound sharp enough to cut through the music.

Wade gasped, spinning around and clutching his backside in mock indignation. “Ow!” he said, though his grin was impossible to miss. “But also… hot. Seriously, where has this Logan been hiding? You’re, like, fun now!”

Logan crossed his arms, still grinning despite himself. “That’s it. I’m done. You’re too much.”

“Too much? Never!” Wade said, throwing his arms around Logan’s shoulders and leaning in like they were best friends on a drunken escapade. “Come on, one more round! The people need us!”

But Logan just shook his head, peeling Wade off him like a stray cat. “Nope. You’ve had your fun. I’m tapping out.”

Wade pouted, but there was no hiding how pleased he was. “Fine,” he said, stepping back and brushing imaginary dust off his suit. “But admit it, Logan—you had a good time.”

Logan’s smirk softened, his eyes flicking toward the dance floor where people were still staring, some even cheering for them. “Yeah,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “Maybe I did.”

Wade gasped, clutching his chest like he’d just been shot. “Ladies and gentlemen, you heard it here first! Wolverine has a soul!”

Logan rolled his eyes, but he didn’t deny it. Wade’s antics had rubbed off on him, and for the first time in a long while, he wasn’t mad about it.

The motel was everything Logan hated—peeling wallpaper, questionable stains on the carpet, and a lingering odor that screamed of decades-old bad decisions. It was the kind of place he’d normally avoid at all costs, but after the night they’d had, it didn’t even faze him. They stumbled through the door, Wade laughing at something Logan had muttered under his breath, both still buzzing from the coke and alcohol coursing through their systems.

Wade flopped onto the sagging bed like it was a five-star luxury suite, arms spread wide and mask pushed up enough to reveal his mouth. “Ah, home sweet hovel!” he declared, patting the grimy bedspread like it was something to be proud of.

Logan, meanwhile, slumped into the lone chair in the corner, his jacket half off and a cigarette dangling from his lips. He lit it with a flick of his zippo, inhaling deeply before exhaling a plume of smoke into the dimly lit room. The buzz in his veins was still there, warm and electric, making the crappy motel feel almost tolerable.

Wade rolled onto his side, propping his head up with one hand and watching Logan with a look that was… different. Logan noticed it immediately. Wade’s usual chaos energy was still there, but there was something else beneath it. Something softer, more intentional.

“You know,” Wade started, his voice lighter than usual, “for a guy who spent half the night grumbling about how stupid this whole job was, you sure cleaned up on the dance floor. I mean, you were hot, Logan. Like, straight-up panty-dropping hot.”

Logan raised an eyebrow, blowing out another puff of smoke. “You’re still on about that?”

“Of course I am,” Wade said, sitting up now and gesturing wildly. “I don’t think you understand the gravity of what happened tonight. You, Mr. Broody Murder Claws, turned a nightclub full of New Yorkers into your personal fan club. And I’m not just talking about me, though I’ll admit, I was definitely swooning.”

Logan chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’re full of it.”

“I’m serious!” Wade insisted, scooting closer to the edge of the bed. “You’ve got this whole rugged, brooding, ‘I’ll ruin your life but you’ll thank me for it’ thing going on. It’s kind of unfair, honestly.”

Logan gave him a long, measured look. Wade’s tone had shifted, and it wasn’t the usual over-the-top innuendo or throwaway joke. This felt more… pointed. Like Wade wasn’t just joking around anymore.

“You’re laying it on thick tonight,” Logan said, his voice low but curious. “What’s your angle?”

Wade tilted his head, a sly grin creeping across his lips. “No angle. Just making observations. And hey, can you blame me? You’re a hard guy not to stare at when you’re letting loose for once.”

Logan leaned back in his chair, taking another drag of his cigarette. His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied Wade, trying to figure out where the line between joking and serious was blurring. Wade’s usual flirtation always came with a wink and a joke, but this? This felt real.

Wade, for his part, didn’t back down. He stretched his legs out, his boots dangling off the edge of the bed as he kept his gaze locked on Logan. “You ever think about it, though?” he asked, his voice softer now, almost thoughtful. “How much easier things would be if we didn’t have to keep pretending all the time? Like, I don’t know, pretending we don’t notice when someone’s got that thing that just… gets to you.”

Logan exhaled slowly, the cigarette smoke curling around him like a shield. “You’re not pretending right now, are you?”

Wade smiled, but it wasn’t the cocky grin Logan was used to. It was smaller, quieter. “Guess not,” he said. “But hey, don’t let it go to your head, okay? I’m still the funnier one here.”

Logan smirked, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. “You’re a piece of work, Wilson.”

“And yet,” Wade said, leaning back on his elbows, “here you are, putting up with me.”

Logan didn’t respond immediately, just leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he met Wade’s gaze head-on. “Yeah,” he said finally. “Here I am.”

The weight of his words hung in the air, and for once, Wade didn’t try to fill the silence with a joke. Instead, he just smiled, small and genuine, like he knew exactly what Logan meant.

Logan didn’t give Wade much time to gather his thoughts. He leaned back in close, the faint scent of tequila and smoke lingering between them as he tilted Wade’s chin up with two rough fingers. Wade’s breath hitched, his eyes locking on Logan’s, wide and glassy.

“You’re pathetic,” Logan muttered, his voice low and gravelly, though there was no malice in it—just a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth.

Wade blinked, flustered and unsure if he should laugh or be offended. Before he could figure it out, Logan grabbed the tequila bottle off the nightstand, tipped it, and pressed the rim to Wade’s lips.

“Open,” Logan ordered, his voice low and gravelly, leaving no room for argument.

Wade hesitated for half a second, then obeyed, his lips parting as Logan poured the tequila straight into his mouth. The burn of the alcohol was immediate, but Wade didn’t dare move, his wide eyes locked on Logan’s.

Before Wade could even swallow, Logan reached into his pocket, pulling out a salt packet he must’ve snagged from the bar earlier. He ripped it open with his teeth and tilted Wade’s head back, sprinkling the salt across his tongue. Wade barely had time to process the rush of salt and liquor before Logan’s hand curled around the back of his neck, pulling him forward.

Their mouths crashed together, Logan’s lips rough and insistent as they pressed against Wade’s, sealing the shot between them. The heat of the alcohol mixed with the warmth of Logan’s mouth, and Wade’s brain short-circuited entirely. He let out a muffled noise of surprise but didn’t pull away—in fact, he leaned into it, his hands instinctively gripping Logan’s shirt to ground himself in the moment.

When Logan finally pulled back, a string of saliva connected them for a brief, dizzying second before it broke. Wade’s chest heaved as he stared at Logan, his lips tingling and his mind racing.

Logan smirked, licking the corner of his mouth as he leaned back slightly, clearly pleased with himself. “How’s that for a party trick?” he asked, his voice low and teasing, the kind of tone that could make anyone weak in the knees.

Wade blinked rapidly, trying to gather his thoughts. “I—uh—well… okay,” he stammered, still clutching Logan’s shirt like it was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality. “That was… Wow. That was a thing. Definitely a thing. Ten out of ten, no notes, absolutely floored by the execution—”

“Wade,” Logan interrupted, his smirk growing wider as he brushed a thumb across Wade’s flushed cheek.

“Yeah?” Wade managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Shut up.”

Wade did. For once. Mostly because his brain had no idea how to keep up with whatever was happening between them, and for once, he didn’t want to ruin it. Logan’s smirk softened into something almost fond as he watched Wade try to process the moment, the cocky mercenary reduced to a flustered, blinking mess.

“Good boy,” Logan muttered under his breath, the words barely audible but enough to send Wade’s already spiraling thoughts into overdrive.

“Damn you.”

Logan raised an eyebrow, taking another puff of his retrieved cigarette, still lit.

Wade sat up straighter, the grin on his face turning sly as he locked eyes with Logan. “Oh, I can handle it. Speaking of which…” He wet his lips, his tone dipping into something more teasing. “You, uh, feel like calling me a good boy again? I think it really unlocked something for me.”

Logan let out a low chuckle, shaking his head as he took another slow drag from his cigarette. He exhaled the smoke with deliberate ease, leaning just slightly closer to Wade. “You have to earn it,” Logan said, his voice steady, challenging.

Wade froze for half a second, his grin faltering before coming back twice as wide, accompanied by an exaggerated gasp. “Oh my God,” he said, pressing a hand to his chest. “You’re serious. Logan, you can’t just say stuff like that—it’s dangerous. I mean, I could do something crazy. Like try to earn it.”

“Go ahead,” Logan said with a shrug, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Wade blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Wait, wait, wait—are we flirting, or are we fighting? Because I’m down for either, but I really need to know how to plan my next move.”

Logan smirked again, leaning back in his chair with that maddening calmness that made Wade want to either kiss him or throw something at him. “Guess you’ll figure it out,” he said.

Wade groaned, flopping back onto the bed with an exaggerated huff. “You’re killing me, Logan. Just absolutely ruining me. I think I like it.” He had pulled his mask back over his face and adjusted it

“Then get down here.”

Logan was playing with him, urging him to be out of bounds. It was intimidating, and inviting. Wade didn’t break eye contact with him the entire time

He dropped to his knees in front of him, resting both hands upon each of his knees. Logan smirked, like he was amused. “Keep going.”