#petre Logan

[tinie-alien]

Puppy Regressor Wolverine/Logan Board 🥰

With rottweilers cuz they're my fave doggies 🥺

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[krayonkiddos]

petre sides. um. species? list

roman: dragon, lion cub

patton: puppy, frog

virgil: kitten, wolf pup

logan: crow, kitten, owl

remus: puppy, raccoon

janus: snake seems too obvious. bunny

[icarusredwings]

Bad boy!

A sfw puppy Logan fic.

Tw: Cursing. Mentions of abuse and Abandonment, Agression, Sad.

Pt 1 Bad boy

Pt 2 Howling

Pt 3 Good boy

Not beta'd

It wasn't always odd to come home and find that your husband has given in for the day, laying on the couch all bored and droopy eyed.

What was odd (for most, but not Wade) was said husband jumping up to growl at you and give you a death glare as you walk in through the door, only to immediately look guilty and get off the couch. Walking to him, Logan puts his body against Wade, closing his eyes to nuzzle him, only to stop, starting to sniff all around him like when Puppins smelled another dog on him.

"Uh oh, vibe check." He mutters, used to this by now. In his hands, Wade was holding some takeout from the local Olive Garden and a coffee in the other. Holding them up so he couldn't spill them. Trying to sniff at the food, Logan stands on his tiptoes only to use a hand, pulling it down. "Excuse me, where are your manners?" Wade teases.

Sniffing the hell out of it, Logan huffs through his nose, giving Wade a glance of betrayal.

"What? I asked if you wanted to go to OG with me and Vanessa. You didn't wanna go."

"......" The head tilt makes him roll his eyes, playfully smiling. "But yes, I did, in fact, bring you back some breadsticks. Honestly, though, why don't you ever come with us? I mean, it's OG, not RL."

Red Lobster. Wade steps into the kitchen, setting down the food and starts to take off his coat.

"Then you can eat as many breadsticks as you want!- Hey, no. That's my parm. Don't mess with my parm, peanut." He says, pointing at him sternly with a glance, seeing Logan leaning over the counter, his nose nudging the bag as he proceeded to sniff.

"Oooh...Hi pup." He tests the waters, realizing what was going on. Logan has been stressed out recently. A bit too stressed out, with the big city and all, the noises, smells (and the fact Althea was on some kind of cartel trip with her 'girls' to LA this week) he was on edge. It seems either it got too much or he let himself go, becoming a state that was much similar to a nervous rescue.

Logan looked up, blushing, and tried to hide his face against the counter with his hands, whose fingers were curled up close to his palm.

Wade smiles, coming around to try to touch him, but Logan jolted away, lowering his head and baring his teeth.

"Okay- okay.." his hands go up as he comes to the hook where puppins harness and leash was, pulling a blue collar off the wall. Crouching, He holds out his hands, smiling. "Logan. Here pup." Wade whistles some, showing him the collar.

"You want this big boy? Or do you want your other one?" The one stuffed under his bed in a shoebox labeled 'Logan's, DON'T open'

Dropping down, he sniffs the collar, backing away if Wade moves at all, taking a step forward with such hesitantcy. "This one? Blue? Or your red one?" He asks, letting Logan take his time only to sit, holding still and looking at him through those gorgeous hazelnut eyelashes of his. "Good job, champ, good choice." He says, carefully snapping the nylon around his neck.

With the snap of the collar, Logan backs up, shaking his neck and body to relieve stress.

"Better?"

Without a word, he crawls away, going to the corner of the room where puppin's small round pink bed was, stepping into it and circled a bit before laying down. The majority of his body didn't fit inside of the bed. Curling up best he could, Logan pulls her hello kitty blanket over him, too.

"Oh.. i.. Wolvie I don't think you fit in there. And that's not yours.."

Seeing the big man on the floor usually meant he wanted to play, coming to him, puppins tail wagged going around to sniff and lick at him only for Logan to growl lowly. And not the good kind. The kind he rarely did, mainly when feral.

"Oh- No, Logan, no. That's her bed you can't-"

With a brisk walk, he goes to pick up Mary, not wanting anything to happen that might damage their trust in one another.

But Logan snapped, instantly getting up out of the bed, hairs raised, snarling at the both of them. He didn't like being cornered. And he didn't like Wade standing over him like that.

"Alright, alright.. but that's not yours." He says to him. "Your beds in the bedroom, remember? Come on, pup. Here puppy puppy puppy. This way!" But He didn't come, Puppins did.

He sighs, leaning down to pet her. "No, not you, silly girl. You're such a good girl but papas trying to- Logan? Peanut?" Wade stands, stepping back into the livingroom before finding him in the kitchen slowly pacing like a caged tiger.

"Whatcha doing, big boy?"

Flopping down on the cool tile, a deep sigh came from him as he lays here like an old dog trying to soothe the aches in its bones.

"What's wrong, pup?"

Logan only stares, his eyes cold and glazed over as if his mind was far from here.

"Oh.. I see." Crouching about 2 feet from him, Wade sits cross cross, his hands in his lap. "Logan baby... they're not coming to get you. I won't let them. I wouldn't ever let them get my puppy. You're okay. We'll be okay."

Still, he is still, curled with chin on the floor, his tag making a small jingle sound when he moves slightly away.

"Okay.. alright. I can take a hint." While Wade wasn't perfect at this yet, he totally understood when enthusiastic consent wasn't given. It was kind of their whole shtick.

Standing up, Wade walks away, deciding he should do something productive while Logan needed space, he needed a calm environment, somewhere safe and sound to remember his past. Process it. He wondered what triggered it this time. Was it being alone? He knew how clingy Logan was and he hated being along. But he asked if he wanted to come along! He really did. And he would have paid for all three of their meals too. He hated when Logan did this. When he agrees to something he can't handle because his 'manly man' state of mind, that needing to be with Wade at all times is-

Dont say it. Dont say it. Don't say it.

PAWthetic.

You're a moron.

Worth it.

When Wade starts to walk away, Logan's head perks up, tears softly streaming down his face as he stares, watching him leave the kitchen. The hot tears hit the tile with a tiny 'Tnk' that only he could hear. Standing up, he slowly, silently follows him. "....."

His head stays lowered, more tears hitting the carpet, his face wet and eyes glossy with cloudy glaze. Sitting down, He watched Wade work throughout the apartment, his eyes trailing him as he starts to fold clothes on the bed, litsening to him hum.

The dead stare he has is enough for Wade to jump when he turns around, seeing nothing but the bright teary eyes in the dark hallway.

"JESU- Logan! You're going to give me a... oh honey.. what's wrong, baby?" Putting the folded shirt down, he crouches down to him. "Can you tell me?"

Logan tilts his head, innocent and terrified all at once, puzzled as to why Wade was even speaking to him. As if Wade was speaking a language he didn't understand. His ears rung, a high pitched beep coming though his ear, the other side holding the rhythm of his own heart beat. It was loud. Too loud.

His eyes, wide and wet, staring at him, the salty stream drenching his shirt and dripping down his chin.

"Wuhan? Ahutz uonhg?"

His head tilts the other way, blinking just the once, still staring.

"Sentwart?"

Wade takes a step forward. Logan's pupils get smaller, baring his teeth again. He can feel the growl inside his tight throat.

It's now that he realizes his stomach hurts. When was the last time since they fed him? Turning, He scampered away with a glance behind him, being sure Wade wasn't following him. He didn't like him right now. He smelled weird, he talked weird, his eyes stung, he didn't want him to touch him, but he didn't want to be alone either.

Coming back to the kitchen, he began to sniff at the bowl on the floor, trying to determine if it was safe to eat or not. Mmh... it didn't smell poisoned.. didn't smell good either. But it smelt better than some of the other mush he's been fed before. Taking a bite, he began to chew it up, making a scrunch in his nose at how dry the food was.

The small pitter patter of feet running over made Logan start to growl lowly again, pulling the bowl closer to him and tensed up, putting his bared teeth in front of the tiny dog.

There was a snarl and a yelp. A scream of pain. At least that's what Wade thought. Rushing out of the room, he gasps, witnessing Mary on her back and Logan standing over her. "Logan!! That's enough! Off! Go!" Shooing him, the man flinches away, backing up as he picks her up, Searching for bite or claw marks. Turns out she had just been so scared that she had just pissed herself, and was not injured.

Wagging her little tail, She licks Wade's face submissivly, looking guilty for peeing on the floor but not as much as Logan, Who's eyes were huge, looking up at him with his head almost all the way to the floor, limbs close to him.

"You can't do that, pup! She's tiny! And you can't eat dog food?? Why are you eating dog food? Are you hungry?"

Logan doesn't say anything. He doesn't even move. He only whimpers, But he's so stiff that Wade knows if he tried to go near him, Logan would bite his leg.

Sighing, He puts puppins down, letting her go to her food bowl. Logan shifts, pulling his head back up with a growl.

"Hey! Leave it! That's hers. I won't let you be mean to her, I know you're going through some stuff right now but you can't eat dog food Logan!" He expresses, his voice strained and stressed himself. "Puppins is your friend. You can't... You can't... She's not a wolf, peanut. She dosn't understand when you-"

Logans eyes are back on puppin's glaring as if this was her fault. He was being scolded because SHE tried to take the food HE was eating. He wasn't - no. Couldn't- process that this wasn't even his food to be gaurding.

Wade sighs. He needed Logan to understand this, that his wolf like corrections weren't going to work on the tiny bald dog. He didn't want to have too, but he felt there was no other way.

"Bad boy, Logan."

His head jerks up to him, mouth slightly open.

"That's a very bad boy!"

His entire demenure changes. The tears get thicker as he blinks, sniffling and looking at him as if he just kicked him in the stomach. His heart strings snapping as he stared at the ground, whining and shamfully went back to the kitchen, curling up in the corner.

He was bad ....and that was finale.

Wade had said it, immediately regretting it as he followed him trying to apologize, but it was as if Logan couldn't even hear him or just blatantly ignoring him..

"Alright, alright.. well...No. I can fix this. We can fix this. I really am sorry, though. I didn't mean it I just -" seeing Logan not even blink, he was convinced that he was millions of miles from here, mentally in a forest somewhere, burrowed and alone. "Okay- You stay here. Okay? You stay here and I'll get you your own stuff. Mkay, big boy? Here. I'll turn on your playlist. Come on, puppins. You can't stay with Daddy today. Were going to the pet store, princess!" He says, the little dog wiggling around as Wade clasps the harness around her.

Why wade Wade leaving him? Was he really that mad at him?

Logan's head perks up for a split second, watching Wade clip the leash onto her. Why was he taking puppins and not him? Oh yeah...

Why would Wade ever love a bad dog like him?

He wouldn't..

His head lowered back onto the floor, a sigh coming from his lungs as his eyes began to sting again, tears falling into his chops and down the crease of his nose.

"Oh! Right almost forgot-" clicking a few buttons, the speaker began to play. Turning it down a bit, Logan I'm going to the pet shop. Ill be back soon. Here, have some bread sticks. No more dog food! And stay out of the trash. I love you, wolvie... please don't do anything stupid while I'm gone.." he says, shutting the door behind him.

He turns away from the bag of bread sticks, curling up tighter on the cold floor.

..He wouldn't.... but he promised..

[deuce-t-agere]

Winter Wolvie board

[lttl3babybug]

Do you have any more baby Logan headcanons?

Ooo! I’m sure I could come up with some!! Hope you like these, just got done rewatching DP&W again 😭

Regessor!Logan Howlett Headcanons

���Little Logan loves a playmate

🐾He gets a little bored without one in all honesty, if he’s not got another regressor or a cg to play with he’s gonna get super bored super quickly

🐾His favourite little playmate is Nightcrawler, I firmly believe those two get up to chaos together

(I do actually have a request abt little Logan and Kurt..)

🐾I cannot believe I didn’t mention this in my last post but he is so obviously a pet regressor??

🐾He’s a wolverine, duh

🐾That’s why he adores the outside, let that guy run rabid!

🐾Loves watching nature documentaries while in pet headspace

🐾Don’t even try bathing him if he’s in his wolverine headspace

🐾It will not end well

🐾Like I mentioned not a stuffed person but he loves those squeaky dog stuffed toys

🐾He also loves those crinkly cat toys, the little balls that when you bat them around they go crinkle crinkle

🐾Them.

🐾He’ll hit them around the floor and wait for whoever is in the room with him to kick it back to him

🐾Can, will and has fallen asleep standing up

🐾He loves naps.

🐾He doesn’t have a nap schedule he just has them

🐾Sends his cg into a panic because they can’t find him and he’s just unbothered curled up behind the couch completely fast asleep

🐾It takes him awhile to fully come to terms with his regression but once he does he slowly builds up gear

🐾He has so many damn colouring books

🐾People just keep buying him colouring books

🐾To be fair he does go through them lightning fast

🐾He’s not too fussed on tv but he loves loves baby sensory videos of the dancing fruit and things

🐾He also loves watching people unbox mini brands and stuff

🐾He’d never be caught dead watching it while big but if he’s small it will entertain him for HOURS

🐾He loves textures

🐾One of those kiddos who is so entertained by water based sensory toys

🐾These things ⬆️

🐾He has popped so many of them with his claws bless his little heart :(

[ladypups]

☆*:.｡Me and Lo !!!

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He’s so papa coded woof :3333

[egotank]

Hello Ego, I wanna request some headcanons or a small ficlet of Sabes first trying out little space with Wade or Logan :3

I think ls Logie would love colouring books and lego sets of jets, cars, anything. I think he’s always violently scribbling out of the lines on colouring books surrounded by tons of lego figurines he’s made :3

Our Agere Sabretooth HC.

🐯 When he first discovers Logan doing it he’s beyond confused about it. (Bro runs to the nearest computer like a grandpa doing research.)

🐯 He calls Logan HIS Little Wolf when Logan is regressed. (Bro is possessive of his little bro.)

🐯 By the time he figures out Wade also regresses to he’s already a pro at being a caregiver. (He was indeed not a pro at handling Wade.)

🐯 He spoils Logan and Wade by buying them tons of stuffies. (The two littles make him a big softie.)

🐯 He likes building legos with Logan. (He broke like several small pieces of lego at first with his claws)

🐯 When regresses for the first time himself it’s with Logan and he’s grateful for it but also scared. (Bro won’t admit it but he hates feeling vulnerable.)

🐯 His very first time regressing feels like a nightmare. ( Logan finds out impure regression sucks but that he’s pretty good at comforting the little cub.)

🐯 When Wade finds out Vic regresses too he starts calling him things like, Baby Tiger, Cub. (Little Victor loves the nicknames and even purrs.)

🐯 The three spend one day a week all being little at the same time and having a play date.

🐯 Wade is the first to notice Victor is more cuddly with him and Logan when little. (Victor denies this with his whole damn chest when not regressed.)

🐯 Victor later does more research and finds out about other types of regression and thinks he’s more of a pet regression. (Mainly a Sabre cub regressor.)

🐯Will 100% scratch the living hell out of furniture when hungry instead of saying anything. (Overgrown kitty behaviour.)

Hope you enjoy these HCs and if you want more let us know. -Kiri

[atreusorlando]

My gf made me this cute moodboard 💗 @coffeetxl

[puppamoon]

BEST BUBS FANART IM SO EXCITED

my pup is making a petre x-men comic... She drew her designs for petre!Logan and petre!Wade not to long ago and we'd love it if you'd check it out!

[pacisandpuzzles]

Logan who regresses into a crow & keeps stealing trinkets & hiding it in his "nest"

Everyone's confused on where all their stuff is going... that is until Janus pulls back the covers in Logan's bed and stares at the pile of coins, keys, wallets, forks, and spoons.

[tinie-alien]

Age regressor! Wade & Puppy regressor! Logan board 🥰

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[krayonkiddos]

logan is an owl regressor i can’t believe i didn’t realize until now

[icarusredwings]

Puppy Logan, they could never make me hate you, Puppy Logan.

[deuce-t-agere]

Baby Logan is like one of those doggies that gets grumpy if he smells another doggy on you, but the other doggy is exclusively Scott

⬆️⬆️Logan when Jean is babysitting and has the audacity to show up smelling like her husband ⬆️⬆️

[icarusredwings]

What Logan thinks he looks like when he's in pup regression.

When in reality he looks like this

hey. do any of you trans/autistic mfs wanna see a baby werewolf

[egotank]

Bubba!! (Or who ever gets dis) Hi!! Can yous rite a CG! Wolvie wif Little! Vi'tor? Or da other way around? I nunno. I loves yous!/p -Logan (Wolvie)

GRUMPY BABY SABRETOOTH

CG!Logan x Little!Victor

This fic is more petre I guess is what it’s called… -Magnus (Magneto)

Victor was more grumpy than usual. He didn't understand why he did it but he began scratching at the furniture in his and Logan’s cabin like a big angry kitten.

“Victor, that's enough!!”

Logan growled at him which caused Victor to hiss at him. The younger feral knew exactly what was up, his older brother was in baby sabretooth mode and wasn’t happy about it.

“Why don’t you go outside and scratch the trees instead bub while I make us some food on the grill.”

Logan suggests as he grabs the deer meat they hunted the previous day to cook as he watches Victor excitedly running towards the trees to scratch them like a cat post. It was always fun to watch his usually tough guy brother be suddenly so soft yet still aggressive.

When Victor smells the cooked meat he runs over to his brother and begins bapping him. He’s hungry and doesn’t know how else to communicate because he doesn’t feel like talking.

“I know you’re hungry bub it will be ready soon I promise.”

Victor softly bites Logan’s frustrated with the answer he got. He wants it now why can’t Logan understand that?

“No Victor, go in the cabin and sit on the time out couch.”

Victor whines he hates being put on time out but he goes curling up on the couch. When Logan comes back in with food he kneels in front of the curled up baby sabretooth.

“You know that wasn’t nice of you Victor there are better ways to tell me you were really hungry.”

Logan spoke calmly before patting Victor’s shoulder.

“Why don’t you eat your dinner and we’ll talk more about why you’re such a grumpy kitty huh?”

Victor nods immediately digging into the venison. When he’s finished his plate he stares at Logan’s plate still hungry. Logan sighs and slides his plate over.

“Go ahead.”

And of course without a second thought Victor digs into Logan’s plate when he’s done eating his grumpy demeanour is go and he is purring loudly. Logan chuckles a bit as he watches his brother purr and then let out a loud cat like yawn.

“So all that scratching and hissing was because you was a hungry little kitty huh?”

Victor just grumbles in response curling up to Logan and nuzzling him. He is soon completely asleep in Logan’s lap.