hi!! iâve been searching high and low for fanfic since seeing deadpool and wolverine LOL so i was wondering if you could do either head canons or a small fic (whichever you prefer) about deadpool x reader x wolverine? either a poly relationship or both of them trying to compete and woo reader? maybe it could take place during the movie events? tysm!
Your relationship with Wade and Logan oftentimes consisted of them trying to hog your for themselves, which leads to the other getting jealous and or upset, so much so to the point where theyâll end up squabbling over you preferred more.
This is not new as the pair seemingly have something against sharing but overtime it does get better and theyâre less likely to fight over you and who gets your attention.
Theyâve even had it scheduled out at one point but that didnât last as either Wade or Logan would accuse the other of prolonging their time with you to the point it was intersecting with the other pre established times slots.
Logan: Oi scrotum face! Youâve been hogging them five minutes more than established!
Wade, acting coy as he clings onto you; oh am I? Iâm pretty sure my cuddle session was 11:30 until 12:30pm-
Logan: itâs 12:35 dickhead!
Wade: *gasps* oh my gosh youâre right! I guess time mustâve slipped my mind when cuddling my pookie here *boops you on the nose*
Logan: *not too impressed*
When theyâre not at each otherâs throats over who you love more, theyâre wooing you as though youâre not already fucking dating the pair of them. Particularly Wade more so than Logan. đ
Youâd find Wade draped across your bed with a rose held between in his hands, buck naked and with nothing but a pillow to cover his dick or âthe surpriseâ he calls it.
âYou can peg me tonight.â ;) - Wade
âI am so honoured, ass up baby girl.â - you (probably)
Logan isnât use to soft touches of love, he really isnât and so if you were to ever kiss the places where his wounds once were before they healed, heâd melt. His smile is soft as he silently watched you kiss the knuckles, completely unafraid of his claws popping out and or caressing the calluses on his palms. At long last his soul was at ease, his mind was quiet as all Logan could focus on was you being tender and soft with him as though he hadnât lived through the past 200 years of pain, trauma and suffering.
You treated him like he was just Logan Howlett and nothing more, not wolverine, not weapon X, just Logan and only Logan for thatâs who the man sitting next to you was. You helped numb the pain whilst holding his hand through the nights were he awakes breathless and his claws out and ready.
Logan panics if he were to see that he accidentally nicked you with his claws during his nightmares, for hurting you was the last thing he ever wanted to do, and would try to push you away whenever you tried to get closer to him. He has hurt you and he shouldnât be worthy of your comfort when all he could see was the really small nick on your arm.
âLogan-â
âDonât. I hurt you.â
âItâs only a small cut, Iâm fine Logan please.â
âNo! What if next time I cut you badly?â
Your heart broke whenever he got like this, so naturally you had to force yourself into his arms and make him come to terms with the fact that he would never hurt your willingly and grab ahold of his face, resting your foreheads together as you told him to focus on you and your breathing; showing him that you were alive and well.
Wade might as well have whined when you kissed his skin where wounds shouldâve been before they healed. Theyâre his favourite moments between the two of you and would even imitate it back to you, but without the wounds, so itâs just him kissing your skin wherever whenever. He might even blow raspberries to keep the spirit of your somewhat goofy relationship alive and well.
Wade has photos of your dates, movie nights and such kept in somewhere in his room, whether that he a box or album, he has them and will look at them and smile because heâs a sap for making memories thatâll live forever much like him. He cares deeply about you and would even keep tokens or other random things as mementos too.
Some are more weirder than others.
âThis was a ticket when we went to the arcade.â
âOh this is that stick we both said looks like a penis when we took Dogpool to the dog park.â
âThis was the bandaid that you tried to use to cover my wounds before you found out either of me or wolvie could heal-â
Logan and Wade donât like to share, that we already know, but if someone who wasnât aware of your polyamorous relationship with the two and decided to shoot their shot, theyâd know first hand how much these men donât play with you as Wade verbally beats them down with his crude sense of humour and Logan hovers over you, glaring as the poor person until theyâve ran away with their tail between their legs.
Remy?
Logan would growl and glare at the man while keeping a possessive hand on your waist, tugging you to his side to show that you were taken, or even have you wear his jacket to further get the point across to Remy.
Wade would just make a big joke out of it all the while having his hand in your back pocket. âYou cant have our pookie, go get your own magic mike.â
Also when it comes to cuddling at night your either between Wade and Logan or Logan is in between you and Wade, or Wade is in between you and Logan. It changes now and then but when youâre in the middle of them both, itâs the safest youâll ever be in your entire life, nothing can get to you and you can rest easily knowing that youâve got two men whoâd do anything to keep you safe and secure.
a/n: i will be basing this of a dream i had a few days ago, so i can get my writing creativity back and since i haven't written in a while so enjoy!Â
she checked the victim was strapped tightly down to his chair and heavily sedated, i mean with all the sedatives he had inside him she wasnât entirely sure heâd wake up but hoffman was there to reassure her that it was fine.Â
âyouâre overthinking it too much he's fineâ he spoke , watching her as she double checked the restraints for the fifth time in ten minutes, âi know i just don't want anything bad to happen to usâ she responded, making her way over to hoffman where he stood leaning against the metal wiring, melting into his broad figure, he placed his hands on her hips and they just stood there for a while before it was time to move.
now stood in a room in the middle of the warehouse infront of all the monitors, where each one had a different camera for each room, mark and y/n stood in front of them watching as the man started to wake up, âi have to go to the department now, you think youâll be okay?â he asked as she continued to watch the frantic man screaming through the screen, âiâll be fine, just like you saidâ she responded looking up at him with her big wide eyes, smiling at her he grabbed her face gently and gave her a gentle peck before taking off.
she had been watching for about forty five minutes now, and the man had made it to the third room, when sheâd noticed the camera had gone out in the fifth room, so considering he'd only just entered the third room she had enough time to grab something to go in there and fix it before heâd even made it to the fourth room, or so she thought losing track of time trying to find out what was causing the camera to be off, to focused and in her own world she didnât even hear the man enter the room.Â
she didnât hear the man creeping up behind her and then was met with a blow to the head causing her to fall of the stool, losing consciousness for a few seconds and regaining consciousness to the man screaming at her about god knows what that he hadn't realised that she was awake, so she kicked him and thrashed until the man stumbled and then she made a run for it, trying to avoid all the obstacles the rooms had in them.
but she wasnât quick enough because heâd caught up to her and they were in the warehouse now, he had her pinned to the floor beating whatever life was left in her out of her but before he took her life she huffed âwrong choiceâ her eyes rolling back, she was no longer breathing so that's when he tried to make a run for it but not before he ran straight into a hard body.
mark was back and he hated the sight that was before him, the love of his life was beat to death in the middle of the warehouse, it didn't even take a second before anger took over and mark had him on the floor in the same state as his girlfriend.Â
making his way over to her not wanting to believe it was true, this couldnât be happening not to him, he cradled her cold body in his warm hands, stroking her face âi shouldâve been here soonerâ he kept repeating over and over. It was in that moment that mark swore that he would never let a victim get out of a trap again. ever.
