Been Alittlewhile But The Homo Grind Never Stops

Been alittlewhile but the homo grind never stops ‼️‼️

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Logans perspective. October 2024 Earth-10005

you don't think trauma just goes away overnight, do ya bub?

Logan sits at the coffee shop, a block away from the apartment he shares with Wade and Althea. Despite how much he likes the two of them, he needed a break for a bit that afternoon... She, Wade, and the gang were watching a golden girls marathon, which isn't exactly a quiet affair. They fucking get in to it like it's a rocky horror picture show, they have costumes, props and know all the lines, Wade Puts on a frilly house coat like Blanche's in the opening credits Yukio, Shatter star and Peter usually show up at some point too, where the fuck Peter found that black sequin ball gown that fit is beyond him. Yukio brought Cheesecake and apologized for Negasonics absence but to polite to say the reason was Negasonic also couldn't handle golden girls' marathons "its just too fucking much for me Yukio"

When she got there, Logan was already on his way out. He greeted her, and she, in her usual bubblegum personality. returned his greeting with "HI LOGAN." I'm heading out for a bit. I'll see you in a few hours if you're still here. *She makes a comically sad face at him* "BYE LOGAN" ... Bye, Yukio.

It was a pleasant day for October, in the 60s and 70s most of the day. The neighborhood in which they all lived wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst. the coffee shop was called Parisi. It was in and of itself kind of out of place for this street. It was a more local feeling artisan coffee shop. A place where coffee nerds discussed origin, roast, and proper brewing temperature in fine detail, its decor screamed Gentrification, and so did the prices. "You're not in Starbucks anymore," Wade had said to him the first time he took Logan there the first time on a trip around the city, showing him some of his favorite spots. Logan ordered a pumpkin spice coffee (wade insisted that if he was going to leave he had to try this seasonal specialty.)

It was entirely to sweet for his liking, but definitely understood why wade would like it. He normally would have gotten a black coffee. The bitter matches his soul he drily jokes to himself, but he wanted to be a good sport and honestly tell Wade he tried it. Sitting at one of the sidewalk tables, he observes the world around him.

After all, this world is new to him. some things are the same, somethings rhyme for lack of a better word. For instance, this road and much of this part of town remind Logan of Vancouver, British Columbia. But all the US flags are a dead giveaway that this is indeed the United States. he's relatively certain this is Indeed New York, especially since Yukio commuted from Westchester county to see Wade. A few things are completely different, to his knowledge the fall seasonal flavor was carmel cinnamon not whatever the hell pumpkin spice was, also there was no Wade in his world, or if there was, he died in that terrible holocaust of Mutants, not even the so called Mutates were spared.

So many died Logan shutters at the thought and the guilt he still feels. He's been in this universe for a total of roughly 4 months. After the events of the time ripper Logan was indeed ready to walk away again. But then Wade called him back, invited him to his home, and took him in. Logan couldn't explain it, but when Wade called out his name, he could feel a tugging in his chest begging him to go back, pleading with him to stay with the red suited miscreant he'd mostly unwilling spent the last several days with... when he walked in that door the fist time and met Althea. It felt like home.

Logan hadn't felt at home in at least 100 years but more importantly he felt something deeper. Logan knew what that feeling was. love, and it terrified him.

Kurt once told Logan that love was patient. Love was kind. Logan knew that was bullshit. Love could be obsessive, violent, and most importantly, dangerous. Everyone Logan had truly loved in his past had died, some of which he was directly responsible for through selfish negligence and the overwhelming urge he had to be a "lone wolf"... but now on this autumn day. By himself on a quiet (for New York) afternoon he was confronted with his thoughts and feelings. He loved that chatterbox, scars and all. But he couldn't bring himself to tell him.

he'd rationalized it as "there just friends" friends in a weird living situation any time it came up. He also knew it's why he'd been pushing so hard in the background for Wade to date Vanessa. Playing a cruel cupid to spare his own complicated feelings. Despite sleeping in the same bed as Wade, they hadn't done anything sexual since that time in the car in the void. Though for Logan, he could explain that away. He remembered talking to *yelling at* Wade about it. "That was a one-time thing, bub. we we're both full of adrenaline, hate, and feelings, and it doesn't take a psychologist to know we were just getting some toxins out of our system!

I'll share a bed with you only because that couch is uncomfortable as fuck and it makes the dog happy. But you so much as reach a finger over the middle I'll cut it off and shove it down your throat" "kinky" wade scoffed at the time. Before putting on his hello kitty pants and favorite Taylor Swift shirt and getting ready for bed, satisfied that he'd convinced his *Buddy* to be closer to him... for the sake of the dog, of course.

It was true about Mary Puppens though, at precisely 10 pm every night if both of them were home she'd go to the room jump up on the bed and howl for 10 to 20 minutes until Both of them got in bed. comfortably snuggling between both of them in the bed she'd relax and go to sleep. Wade would play on his phone a little longer and Logan would immediately pass out. Life at apartment 17 was strange, but it was Home, that much Logan would admit to himself.

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Late October early November Earth-10005

OPL "other people's Logans"

Youkio had the the ability to make friends easy. Whether or not this is a latent mutant ability is up for discussion. She'd made quick friends with Logan and Laura it was easy for her to fallowed along the Eccentricities of their story such as concepts like time travel the mutiverse, the void. Things like this were easy for her. After all She'd repaired at least one time machine and was a technicianl wizard with knowledge of theoretical physics.

After learning that Laura had been crashing on an inflatable mattress in the already cramped one bedroom apartment she invited her to stay at the The X mansion in Westchester. Laura liked being close to Logan, she considered him a father figure. She knew it wasn't the same him as the one she buried in the wilderness. But he was like an ecco and he smelled the same. "If given the opportunity wouldn't you want to hug someone you dearly missed for 8 years?" She said to Youkio when discussing the topic.

Youkio admitted that Logan was an honorable man, Wade was a lovable pervert and Althea had a wise grandmothers charm... however (and she apologized for being blunt) it wasn't a great look for a 19 year old woman to be living with two grown men and a geriatric Coke fiend. Certainly a chaotic environment for someone trying to start a new existence and it would be easier to blend in at the X mansion, Wolverine didn't have a trademark on Claws and healing factors. Some time after arrangements were made and Laura went off to Westchester after a tearful goodbuy and promises to vist (promises that were kept) apartment 17 was down to 3 residents and a dog...

Youkio believes it was mid August. Walking to the basement of the X mansion she was on her way to see Dr. Henry Philip McCoy. Hank to his friends, Beast to others. As the smartest person she new she'd been consulting him on her own time travel projects she'd started. fascinated by the very concept since Wade handed her the device that looked like an oversized wrist watch. She wished he hadn't broke it. She opened the door to the lab. Hi hank! Hi Yukio. the large furry blue man responded. I'm glad you're hear I've been tinkering with this chono monitor you gave me in spring.

As you know my expertise is in medicine and biology but i was intrigued by this project and have been doing a lot of reading. To that point though I've ben going over ther readings of the last couple months and I noticed a massive build up and dissipation of energy in the city some time in July. I've pin pointed it to this neighborhood here. he points at an adjacent monitor. The only thing I can find in the media even remotely out of the ordinary about it was there was some sort of gang shootout that happened there. Yukio looks at the monitor. Oh I'm pretty sure that's the neighborhood where Wade and Logan live. Hank quickly turns to her. Logan? As in James Logan Howlett? He shouldn't be in New York *shit* she said between clinched teeth. With a reaction like that miss you'd better tell me what's going on. Youkio explained that this Logan wasn't our Logan. He's Wade's Logan... from another universe and she wasn't supposed to talk about him Wade said "back to the future 2 rules the two Logans can never meet" after letting out that little secret it dawned on her. The energy wave must have been the time ripper thing they told me they sabotaged to save our universe. Hank was wrapping his mind around this new information. Yukio, do you think you could get this other Logan to come to the lab, and what do you know of this time ripper. Not much she said, but I'll call him... but please keep this hush hush. Wade will be upset enough with me that I blew Logans cover. She pulled out her phone and selected his number.

Meanwhile in the heart of the city.

After the fight he had with Wade this morning, a trip up to Westchester sounded like a good idea. he didn't want to go home, felt like he couldn't go home. He'd gotten to Grand central station and was heading to the terminal for the metro-north line, forgoing the usual beer at one of the vendors in the station he'd normally treat himselff to. He didn't deserve one. He found his train, boarded and had a whole trip to reflect on that morning.

There was no blood, no punching. Not the usual bickering between the two of them. Just hurt feelings. Wade had told Logan that Vanessa had shot him down, he was okay with it. Hurt, but ok. Logan however uncharacteristically melted into panic and anger. He'd been so calm comparatively the last several months that Wade was taken aback. "We gotta fix this and what'd you do to fuck this up." Logan was taking it harder than wade was. And telling him "that it wasn't the biggest deal, we're still friends." And in classic wade fuck up bad timing added " I was kinda hoping we'd cut through the will thay won't they part of tje story. I'd like to date you Honey Badger., you've obviously got a lot of fun ideas since most of the ones with Vanessa were you're idea" logan saw red DATE! I CAN'T DATE YOU BUB!

The words hurt so Wade was flippant "Please we all know you're Bisexual everyone on Tumblr says so! Am I really that ugly?" It's not that! I can't.. i can't... nightmare scenarios swirl in Logans head. I can't be with you! I can't be with anyone! He looked up and saw the visible hurt on Wade's face. Inside Logans head visions of past lovers faces appear each disfigured, bloody... each dead, wallowing in the hurt he snaped. You know what bub! You are ugly, and annoying, and loud, your cooking is shit! we're barely friends and only out of circumstance because a certain little read prick had to play Hero when really you were a selfish fuck. We didn't save the universe we saved your ego it just had fringe benefits. Keep the dog, keep your family he Sneered as he walked towards the door. Also I wouldn't fuck you again with a stolen dick! He slammed the door behind him.

Through tears "you stole that line from George Carlin." Wade walked over to the couch grabbed dogpool and held her tight as he quietly cried.

Logan felt like a monster, he was a monster. worse he gave in it to bad habits, and ran instead of letting anyone know what was actually bothering him. He spit venom at his best friend, he intentionally hurt him in an effort to push him away. "To keep him safe" he tried to justify to himself. Worse he did it by lying and belittling Wade's efforts. He was a hero that day, they both were. He'd recovered a lot since then, let go of a lot of the guilt. But this was more than guilt, it followed him like a curse. He just knew it. All of his romantic partners died horribly and right now he felt like the worst wolverine, But he'd be damned if he'd let Wade's face be added to that gallery of doomed lovers that haunted him... he'd made it running 5 blocks before his phone rang, he was about to reject the call because it was probably Wade when he saw that it was Yukio. He stopped... "Hello"

Later that night

Logan made it to the mansion. It looked as grand and stately as the one in his world back in its hay-day. He couldn't help but notice the usual aberrations of this world. It was always a little detail. For instance, he swore the main gate swung in from the left and wasn't the driveway asphalt, not cobblestone... trying not to be annoyed by it, he walked to the great house. As soon as he got to the portico, the doors opened, and in a flash, a body slammed up against him and embraced him. It was Laura he returned the hug of the Yong woman who was the closest thing he had to a daughter, wishing he was half the man that he knew she saw in him.

Hey kiddo nice to see you. "I could smell you walking up the drive way, what are you doing here?" Youkio wanted to see me. "Ok, she's in the lab downstairs, I'll take you there... Where's Wade? He's normally glued to you, and it's not like him to pass up an opportunity to harass Colossus. " he'd hoped she couldn't sense him cringe slightly when she mentioned him. He told her he was busy. He changed the subject, asking her how she was and how she was adapting. She told him that she'd settled in pretty good, she'd taken up watercolor painting, reading and video games as a hobby. unfortunately she'd aged out of eligibility to attend the Xavier gifted school for Youngsters and was taking rudimentary courses at the nearby Westchester Community College, she was on an accelerated course to get her GED, she did very well but unfortunately had to make up for years in the void. the education she received there only left her battle hardened and a skilled survivor. After her basics were covered, she was considering a degree in linguistics and majoring in Spanish since she already spoke both English and Spanish.

Logan smiled and encouraged her to pursue this suggesting that someday she could find a career in translation services for diplomats or court. All normal sounding jobs, hoping that she'd not have to resort to her mutant ability's for work, he knew all too well what kind of work the claws they shared were good for. Work he knows that she's also very talented at. However, it seemed like she was trying to pursue what could be called a normal life. Logan promised himself he'd do everything he could to support that dream. Walking the mahogany paneled halls with her, they made their way to the lab. Laura had already texted Youkio they were heading down. She stopped at the door. "They're right in there. I've got an early class tomorrow or I'd stay up with you old man" she punches him lightly in the shoulder, gave him a hug, and lightly kissed him on the cheek for good measure unable to resist the urge to show affection to her surrogate father figure. Logan felt less like a monster for a few minutes.

Perhaps we can get lunch tomorrow, I think I'm going to see if I can't stay here tonight it's already 10:30ish and the next train back to the city doesn't run until 6 am anyway "that sounds great, I'll text you when I get out of class" as she walked away she pulled out her phone. If Logan was her father figure, Wade... Deadpool, was her inappropriate uncle who told the filthiest and most politically incorrect jokes but who also spoiled her. Every time she showed up at the apartment, he'd hug her and slip a minimum of $50 dollars in her hand and wink. He was actually the main reason she only had a part-time job trying to work through school. Despite her objections, Wade sent her money every month. She was certain Logan didn't know. What was suspicious is the man who spends 90% of the time he's around Logan looking at him lovingly if not out right ogling him wasn't here too. She typed out a real quick *where are you* message, pressed send, and stared up the stairs. At the same time, Logan walked through the lab door

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If these scenes could have a soundtrack, this would be the Theme of Logan right now.

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This story is a sequel to the Yaoi Saga. If you're seeing this first, I suggest you read it before starting this.

Link chain for that story here

With that out of the way.

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Kansas city Earth-10005

*soft Noir Jazz saxophone music plays in the background*

Prologue

In the Heart of the midwest sits a Moderately sized city. It has all the attributes of a big city, entertainment districts, sky scrapers, a thriving arts community and a shocking amount of fountains.

Anyone from Los Angeles or New York would scoff at it. Call it nothing more than an oversized suburb with a moderate crime rate. Kansas City (which all locals will be quick to tell you, is in fact in Missouri) was a quiet but prosperous town, rarely made the national news outside of sports. 

the Paris of the plains on it surface was the least dramatic place in the world.  But this city harbord it's secrets, 

It was home to mysterious medical engineering firm's and bio engineering agricultural research companies and corruption. the city was still haunted by the ghost of Tom Pendergrass who built the city that it is today through organized crime.

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Wade announced the move almost casually and mater of factly to the people he called family, as if it was no big deal. 

Fly over country Warhead called it. Red state bullshit hell hole Althea said. Logan was seething, Peter was unsurprisingly excited. The rest weren't sure what to say.

*bonus excerpt to tease you.*

The next morning

Wade walks to the table where Laura is sitting. Logan is in the kitchen cooking

Good morning sweetheart, hope you had a pleasant sleep last night. Yes, the guest bedroom is very comfortable.

Glad to hear he smiles at her.

Hay Babe can I get some breakfast as well? An egg comes flying across the room hitting him square in the chest... you're right Penut I really should watch my waistline. Just coffee then, please? A croissant flies just past his head.

We'll let the dog have that one.

You'd better not make anymore request dad, the cleaning lady has it hard enough.

Your father is still mad at me for irresponsibly threatening the integrity of the team. It seems like someone doesn't appreciate it when other people go lone wolf! He directed this at Logan.

Logan sets a plate in Front of Laura a full spread breakfast bacon, eggs hash browns half a grape fruit and sausages.

Kissed her cheek. Enjoy sweetheart.

Then he walked over Wade,

He slammed a mug of coffee in front of him. Here's your coffee, I pissed in it.

Jokes on you daddy I'm into that, he says as he takes a sip...

Hey there's no piss in this!

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Domesticated Animals part 1

The Holiday season" November/December . New York. Earth-10005

11/27/24 (American dating system)

Deadpool and Wolverine had been living comfortably for most of the month now, two of the most violent, dangerous and feard people to ever walk the earth hold hands as they come back from the bodega getting groceries for the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday. They we're both proudly Canadian, but when in New York do as the New Yorkers do. They were planning on having most of the usual people over for dinner tomorrow and were prepping now so that Thanksgiving wasn't them running around with half cooked food and a late dinner because nothing worked out.

Logan has been adapting to Wade's...shall we say.. "physical touch forward" form of affection. Since they had made it official all bets were off for Wade. But Logan wasn't always in the mood to be touched.

look bub, I love you... you know I do. But if grab my ass again while I'm trying to prep this turkey for tomorrow I'm gonna cut your fucking hand off. Wade tried... he really did but his gremlin brain demanded that he sexually harass his Wolverine. He siddled up to Logan who was Spatchcocking a 18 lb turkey so he could brine it. "I'm warning you bub" what i'm not doing nothing, im just standing here... inches from you... Wade thought he'd be clever, I won't grab his ass... folks he grabbed Logan crotch. *Snikt* "DAMN IT WADE!" it wasn't your ass! before he could talk again a familiar set of foot long Adamantium blades went through his wind pipe and out the back of his neck. Logan pulled him in close. "Now, I warned you bub, you know good and well I'm busy and instead of bothering me you could be baking the pies or some other helpful thing. But instead your standing here bleeding on my freshly moped floor, because you grabbed my dick after aske you to stop. He pulled him in closer to whisper in hopes that Althea wouldn't hear. Look... if you're good and help me out maybe I'll let you play with it later. He winked. A smile formed on Wade's face. Logan smiled back kissed him on the cheek "I love you" then violently ripped his claws back out of Wade's neck "now don't get your blood all over the turkey or you really will be regenerating a whole new arm for the rest of the afternoon." Wade made wet rasping sound in response, grabbed some paper towels and cleaned the blood off the floor. The house got to enjoy a few minutes of silence as the catastrophic damage to his larynx healed while Wade started making a pumpkin pie.

Logan could be equally Violent and Tender sometimes in an order of magnitude, he regularly showed Wade the tenderness that he clearly craved. No longer did they have sides of the bed. Logan held wade in his arms every night since that day in Central Park. It surprised him when it actually resulted in better sleep for the both of them. Two deeply traumatized men held on to each other, Logan could sware he felt a literal bond tighten between them some nights.

The dreams of Distant wars, murders, and injustices had slowly stopped. It'd been a week since he'd shot straight up out of bed in a cold sweat gasping claws fully extended. The worst part was the panic that set in after he realized he was only in bed. Did he stab Wade or worse, the little dog that also shared the bed usually cuddled up against his or Wade's chest. Lifting the shredded blankets hed make sure they were both ok. Thankfully not once had Marry Puppens gotten so much as a nick on her. He didn't know how he'd deal with it if she had, she'd probably be hurt and confused. Why'd my daddy hurt me for no reason. The thought devastated him. She like everyone in that bed that night would have quickly healed. But the guilt would have plagued Logan. Less fortunately he couldn't say the same for Wade he'd cut him a few times up until recently. Wade however never took it personally, more annoyed about being woke up than anything else.

As a rule he tried not to stab Wade. At least not when he made a terrible joke, he'd been politely ask not to do that. However Wade Winston Wilson frequently had a policy of "negative attention is still attention" and would occasionally delight in pushing his Wolverines button. Logan set boundaries. Gave warnings but at some point Snikt, blades fly, and again sometimes he was certain this was Wade's end game. He'd have his attention usually start behaving after that and the day would move on. It was a dynamic unlike any other relationship in his long walk of life. He certainly was never board.

Later that evening all the prep work they could do was done pies were baked, turkey was Brining, vegetable trays had been cut, bread had been baked and side dishes were pre-prepared just needed warmed in the oven. Althea had even made cranberry relish. All of it as non GMO as possible and as little corn syrup as possible at Wade's insisting. They all had a light dinner Ceasar Salad, and a bottle of riesling knowing tomorrow would be an exercise in classic American gluttony.

In bed that night, Wade had Logan cuddled against him. Wade was the big spoon for a change. Cuddling his beefy boy he whispered "I'm pretty sure I was good the rest of the day today, and I intend to collect on our bargain old man" a snake like hand caressed his pecs, slowly worked it's way down in between the line that demarcated the middle of his abs and over his navel. Logan was feeling a little frisky and mischievous, so he decided he'd let this play out. The hand had tucked it's self under the waistband of his underwear. When it made it to it's goal Logan let out a pleasured growl... then suddenly an exasperated voice came from across the room. "Damn it, boys! I'm not even asleep yet. Can you not! I can absolutely hear the both of you over there... please, I've asked you. I know y'all got needs, but not while I'm in the house, in the same room." Sorry Al, they both called out in unison. It might be time for a bigger place, Wade grumbled. Let's just go to sleep. Logan responded... Wade, babe... yeah, honeybadger. Not that, I... don't *he gulped and let out a small moan* like what you're doing down there. *he shuddered a little* But Al did ask us to stop. Damn it! Fine. He pulled his hand out of Logans underpants and huffed

I'm going to grab the tits though. Wade firmly and defiantly grabbed Logans righ pectoral and pulled him into a closer cuddle. That's fine. Logan sighed he wasn't exactly happy to be blue balled either but thems the breaks. Wade... yes dear, he said in a still slightly salty tone... I love you. I love you too. Goodnight

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