Whenever A Young Kid Joins Our Staff At Work Im Just Like Huh. Guess Im A Father Now.

another unfinished piece from Young Logan AU,

FINALLY a Logan Evolution one. Might still use pieces of this to carve out the FBLAU.

The History of One James Logan Howlett

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. (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 the 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 a 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.

the "canon isn't real we make our own rules" to "i am begging you people to revisit the source material" pipeline

top 3 places to bleed out:

1. the snow

2. your lover/best friend/homoerotic comrade’s arms

3. bathroom floor

pink moon.

How are we doing today ladies. Are we still losing it. Are we going completely insane

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STOP CENSORING YOURSELF ON THIS WEBSITE. FUCK SHIT SEX MURDER ALCOHOL DRUGS FAGGOT DYKE QUEER TRANS BITCH SLUT WHORE SEX SEX SEX SEX!!!!!!!!!!!

IF YOU ARE UNMARRIED, DON'T HAVE KIDS, AND HATE YOUR PARENTS PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HAVE A FUCKING WILL

this has been a public service announcement from your friendly neighborhood probate lawyer

i know that a common aspect people explore in the wolverine comics is like. him holding back from his bloodlust and need for violence. but I create what i want to see in the world:

The base instinct of people is Empathy. Animals have empathy. It was the first sign that we as humans…became human.

So I prefer to explore his innate belief that violence is all he’s capable of. That his hands are cursed, rough, painful. He’s not a good man, but he cares so much. I want people to KNOW how much he cares.

Show the tears, show the self inflicted pain. Show the messy, emotional side to believing your whole life that no one loves you.

They all love what you can do. And you learn to scrape their compliments (their love) off the floor, avoiding the underhanded comments about his idiocy about his bluntness. All so he can pretend, for one moment, that he matters.

I also know that the x men can be dicks sometimes but i wanna redeam them so they get to be standoffish pricks that eventually learn how to be nice and realize that our boy needs therapy and a hug i am. making myself cry it's not late enough for this gd