Title: Life just got more interesting
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Wade Wilson/Original Character, Wade Wilson & Original Character, Logan | Worst Wolverine & Original Character, Logan | Worst Wolverine/Original Character, Logan | Worst Wolverine/Original Character/Wade Wilson
Characters: Logan | Worst Wolverine, Wade Wilson, Dogpool | Mary Puppins, Original Character, B-15, others may be added
Tags: Time skips, Post Deadpool 3: Deadpool and Wolverine, canon divergence, Omegaverse adjacent, Established Relationship, lgbt+ original character, AFAB Original character, Polyamory, ethical non-monogamy, Soft Wade Wilson, Soft Logan, Alpha Logan | Worst Wolverine, Omega Original Character, Mutant Original Character, Heats, Wade Wilson Loves Original Character, Original Character Loves Wade Wilson, Wade Wilson Loves Logan | Worst Wolverine, Logan | Worst Wolverine Loves Original Character, Slow Burn-ish, Logan | Worst Wolverine Loves Wade Wilson, Domestic Fluff and Smut, Feral Logan | Worst Wolverine, Animalistic Logan | Worst Wolverine, Self-employed Original Character, discussions of non-descriptive violence, Artistic Logan | Worst Wolverine, intersex omega, dual sex omega, Original Character Has Mental Health Issues, Wade Wilson Has Mental Health Issues, Wade Wilson Has PTSD, Logan | Worst Wolverine Has PTSD, Logan | Worst Wolverine Has Mental Health Issues, Logan | Worst Wolverine and Wade Wilson Work for the TVA, Daddy kink, Non-traditional alpha/beta/omega dynamics, falling in love, penis in vagina sex, heterosexual sex, other tags to be added
Summary: Being Wade’s roommate and partner for several years can be loud and chaotic or calm and wholesome. When Wade shows up with a Wolverine (and an ugly-cute dog) from another universe, life is bound to be more interesting.
A/N: please mind the tags
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Chapter 1
When Wade came home with the Wolverine, it didn’t truly shock Goslyn but that’s how they acted since it was obvious that was what Wade expected. Goslyn didn’t really care. Finding out he is an alternate universe Wolverine doesn’t surprise them. They were more curious about the AU Wolverine than anything and Wade absolutely loved their universe’s Wolverine, so why not?
When Wade informed his partner that he invited Logan to live with them, Goslyn rolled with it. It’s the fucking Wolverine. Why not? So, it was up to them to give boundaries.
After dinner, they set down ground rules for living with them and Logan easily agreed, finding them common sense more than anything. Goslyn advised roommate expectations which is a laminated legal-sized paper with daily and weekly tasks that are assigned in a rotating schedule each to all who live there. Logan was glad that he could help out while Wade worked with the TVA to figure out Logan’s identity and finances in this universe.
Logan was given a room of his own. Goslyn gave him a set of travel size toiletries for the night. He was thankful and wiped up. Wade had laid out clothes in the bathroom, lending his biggest clothes that he had for Logan to sleep in and wear.
They were a bit tight but comfortable otherwise. Goslyn giggled at Logan coming out in a Hello Kitty shirt.
Wade remained still, tensing slightly as he saw Logan in his clothes and mentally wolf whistled while keeping his face neutral.
“Wade, you ass; give the man one of your hoodies,” they chuckled while looking at Logan.
Wade was plastered to Goslyn’s side on the couch as they rubbed his bald scalp, whined lowly and got up, heading into their shared bedroom.
“He does that sometimes,” Goslyn explained sympathetically about their boyfriend. “Wade is a big flirt with a big heart; he doesn’t think he is a good person but he is. He cares deeply for all his friends and loved ones. You moving in means you are too now. Be careful with him and he will be careful with you. Just ask and he will give you the world.” Goslyn smiled at Logan. Logan was shocked at the vulnerability and sincerity Goslyn spoke. Needing to process it, he gave a single nod and remained silent. Goslyn walked over to him, stood on their tip toes and gave a quick peck to Logan’s cheek. “Thanks, peanut.” They quickly returned to their seat on the couch as if nothing happened.
Wade came out and handed Logan a navy blue, baggie hoodie before heading back to the couch and cuddling back up to Goslyn who didn’t fight when Wade picked them up to set them on his lap. Logan saw Goslyn quietly smile before pecking a few quick kisses to Wade’s cheek as he wrapped his arms around their smaller frame and buried his face in their dark strawberry blonde hair. They return to rubbing Wade’s scalp, wrapped their a around his shoulder and continued to read their book.
Logan took off the shirt, tossing it at Wade with a smirk before putting on the hoodie. He noticed Goslyn’s face turning pink. Wade sputtered with a pout, grabbing the shirt off of him before directly ogling Logan’s fat tits and covering Goslyn’s eyes. Logan rolled his eyes at them. Goslyn snorted and pushed Wade’s hand out of the way. “No fair. Why can I see the hot shirtless guy?”
Wade glares at them. “He isn’t just a hot shirtless guy, baby. He’s got his man tits all out. No one can ignore their glory.” Goslyn busted out laughing at Wade’s poetic compliment of Logan’s pecs. Logan hoped to hide his heated cheeks due to the strong worded praise.
Once Goslyn could calm down enough, rubbing their nose against Wade’s before addressing Logan. “Logan, the bed is made up in the other room with fresh sheets and a blanket. If anything smells or feels weird, let me know. I’ll see what I can do,” they informed him, trying to find something else so the boys don’t end up fighting.
“I’m sure it’s fine, darlin’,” he thanked. “Though I think I am gonna hit the sack.”
“Ok, honey badger. Sleep well and don’t let the bed bugs bite!” Wade called as Logan walked to the bedroom, ignoring Wade. “There are no actual bed bugs!” Goslyn made sure to add.
Goslyn giggled and smacked Wade’s bare arm. “You dork.” Lean f forward and rubbing their nose against his. “I missed you.”
Wade rubs his nose back against theirs. “I missed you too, Gossie-bug.” Goslyn giggles at the nickname.
In the middle of the night, Goslyn awakens to rapid breathing, high pitched whines, and hesitant grunts. They looked around their room, checking on Wade first. He does have nightmares but not as often as he used to. They hear a stuttered inhale, and get out of bed towards the noise. Walking out of the room, they head over to Logan’s and listen at his closed door.
“N-no,” Logan whispers as if in pain. Goslyn being Goslyn walks through Logan’s door, not wanting to disturb Logan, and makes sure they remain invisible. Slowly, they approach him, making sure he is not injured somehow. As far as they can tell, he isn’t. They corporealize and touch his arm, shaking it weakly. “Logan?” They whisper.
All they get from him is more grunts and hitched breathing. They lean over him, able to see him clearly in the dark. He is covered in sweat and trembling. They can smell the bitter, acrid scent of fear in his sweat. “Poor baby,” they quietly coo.
Petting his hair, they lean down. “Logan, it’s just a bad dream sweetheart. Wake up.” When their other hand rests on his left shoulder, he immediately sits up,
still between sleep and awake. His claws come out and he yells, punching them into Goslyn’s chest with a grunt. After a few more seconds, Logan realizes what he’s done and retracts them, tears falling down his face freely. “I’m- ‘m sorry”
Goslyn tries to comfort him, petting his hair, “I’m fine, Logan. Really. They’re just clothes.” They cup his cheeks, bending down slightly to meet his gaze and place a lingering kiss on his forehead.
Logan examines their chest and sniffs the air. No smell of blood means no injury. “How?” His sleep-rough voice rasps in question.
“I’m…a shadow…and light,” they explain as if that answers everything.
Logan scowls with a raised brow and deep furrow between his brows. They giggle. They look at the lamp, reach out their hand towards it and take the lamplight into their hand. Closing their fist, the room falls back to darkness. The darkness around them comes alive and Goslyn disappears from the bed.
“Where’d you go?” Logan inquired, looking around the room.
“Darkness is just the absence of light, sweetie,” Goslyn apprised but their voice seems to be coming from all around him. “And I can make darkness and light whatever I want them to be.”
“Oh,” Logan exhaled, beginning to understand.
Goslyn walked out of a dark corner with a smile towards the bed and “took out” a broadsword. They held it out to him with both hands. “It has the same properties and more as a regular broadsword.” Logan took the weapon, examining it. It doesn’t have a smell but he can feel its weight and its sharp.
“Try with your claws,” Goslyn encouraged. Logan frowned at them. “Go on.” He protracted his claws and swiped at the blade of the sword. They easily went through causing the blade to fall apart and disappear, returning to darkness.
“I can do a lot with it. I can go anywhere there are shadows and darkness. I’m still getting the hang of light. I should be able to do the same with light but it’s hit or miss right now.”
They snapped their fingers and the lamplight returned. Logan looks at the lampshade seeing the brightness from within with wide eyes. After a few seconds of silence, Goslyn walks around the bed and crawls in on the other side under the blanket.
“What are you doing?” Logan queries, feeling uneasy.
Goslyn paused their movements. “I’m getting in to cuddle you to help you get back to sleep, silly. Is that okay?”
“Won’t Wade be mad that his girl is in bed with another man?” Logan questioned, brow raised and scowling at them.
“No, he won’t. And for the record, my pronouns are they/them, but Wade does call me his girlfriend in addition to his partner,” they apprised. Scooting closer, Goslyn put their hand on his bicep. “Now, I’m my own person as Wade is his own. We trust each other. I need you to trust Wade and me to know what is and isn’t ok with our relationship. Can you do that?” Goslyn leaned forward with their brows raised high.
“Y-yeah, I can,” Logan agreed, the tension easing some from his shoulders.
Goslyn smiled and continued to move on the bed, next to him. “Scoot down a bit for me, sweetie,” they gently commanded when next to him, wanting to hold him. Logan wiggled down a bit as Goslyn wrapped their arms around him, directing his head on their shoulder. They began to card their fingers in his hair and their other hand carding through his thick chest hair. “You’re very soft,” Goslyn observed with a smile. “I didn’t expect that.”
“Thanks.” Logan held himself, worried about his weight being too much.
After a minute and Logan not relaxing, Goslyn quietly commented, “I’m stronger than I look, Logan. Your adamantium-plated skeleton isn’t going to be an issue for me. Please try to relax. I’m happy to give you a back massage if that would help more.”
“I’ll, uh, try,” he slowly agreed. He scooted a bit closer to them, fully turned on his side and laid his head on their right breast. He laid his arm across their waist and made himself relax. Goslyn placed a kiss into his hair before snapping their fingers and the lamplight went out.
“Wade will be jealous of me because I got to snuggle up with you and he didn’t,” they informed cheekily. LWe’re both very touch-oriented people. It isn’t personal. It’s just one of the ways we show our affection towards our friends and family,” they educated.
“Ok,” Logan quietly accepted, filing it away for later; certain it will come back to bite him in the ass.
It sort of did the next morning.
Wade woke up the next morning to a cold, empty bed and frowning. “Goslyn?” He questioned sleepily out loud. Getting out of bed, he went to the bathroom to do his morning ablutions before continuing his search. He looked into the kitchen, living room, their office, and finally in Logan’s room.
Slowly opening Logan’s bedroom door, he sees Logan and Goslyn entangled. Wade gasps dramatically, hand on his chest. Logan jerks awake at the noise. His motion disturbs Goslyn who begins to awaken. “How dare you cuddle up with the Wolverine before me?” He pointed an accusing finger at Goslyn. Logan surprised Wade was upset at them and not him. Goslyn was right.
Goslyn quirked a sleepy brow and looked extremely unamused. Sighing heavily, they whispered in Logan’s ear. “You’re gonna have to give him a hug or something to get him to shut up.”
“No,” Logan quietly informed, still hesitant to come between them. Goslyn frowns and grunts with a displeased huff at his refusal. “Please?”
“No,” Logan stated matter-of-factly.
What Logan didn’t say is he takes a while to warm up to physical affection and he was not there yet. Women were easier to accept physical affection from than men for him.
They roll their eyes and sit up to deal with their boyfriend. “He had a nightmare, mister potato head,” Goslyn pouted, rubbing an eye.
Logan snorted at the endearment from Goslyn to Wade before getting a smack in the back his head from them that actually moved his head.
Before Wade could say anything else, Goslyn continued. “Logan is our friend and roommate. I did what I do for you and Dopinder and Peter and Ness whenever they spend the night. I’m not going to treat him any differently.” Wade pouted, pushing his lower lip out at them, leaning in the doorframe in the Hello Kitty t-shirt Logan had worn and now with matching booty shorts.
“Would some kisses help you feel better?” Goslyn softly proposes.
Wade pretends to think about it, looking away and tapping his cheek. “No,” he pouts his denial.
“Then I’m going back to sleep because that’s all I got right now. It’s too early,” Goslyn complains and lays back down next to Logan. They cuddle up against him and close their eyes.
“Hey, Darkness! It’s 7:30 in the morning.” Wade points at the window which is black. “You’ve stolen the light again, sleepy bunloaf,“ Wade pointed out.
Opening their eyes, they sit back up and purse their lips at him in thought. Keeping eye contact as if having a staring contest. A sudden knowing smile appears on their round feminine face. “Go walk your dog, Papa,” Goslyn commands just in time for Mary Puppins to bark, woken by the commotion. They duck down to hide their giggle against Logan’s bicep.
“You got me this time, coppah,” Wade submits with a cheesy 1940’s mob-like voice before turning around and picking up Mary to play with her.
Logan can feel their grin against his arm and looks over at them with a raised brow. They don’t see him but snicker suddenly. “He’s so funny.”
Ah, Logan thinks to himself. His humor. Laughter is a good medicine for many things. He shifts slightly towards them, drawing their attention to look up at him. They inform, “I’m gonna go back to sleep. Cuddle some more?”
Logan smiles and nods. He sees their dynamic is, surprisingly, healthy and honest if this argument (?) is anything to go by.
“Sure,” he easily agrees. Goslyn smiles. “I’m the big spoon. Roll over, peanut.” That’s the first time they’ve called him the same endearment as Wade. Oh, boy. He obliges and feels Goslyn scoot up, their head on his pillow. They push an arm under his arm, wrapping around his pecs letting their hand lay loose. They throw a leg over his hip, causing him to chuckle. He settles back and relaxes a bit back on them. “There we go. All comfy,” they state matter-of-factly. “You good?” They ask.
“Yeah,” Logan advises. “All good.” Goslyn squeezes him before relaxing against him.
Goslyn falls back asleep while Logan remains awake. After their breath evens out, body fully relaxed, and remains for a few minutes, Logan carefully rolls over, keeping Goslyn’s arm wrapped around him, enjoying the comfort and safety. He feels a bit overwhelmed at their easy affection and reminding Wade of such. Wade didn’t yell or attack him. He just accepted Goslyn’s words and reminded him of past actions. It was strange to see—was it a fight? They easily resolved it without much issue. Goslyn even tried to offer him some affection. He chuckles quietly at Wade’s reaction to their offer. Logan knows he would have easily taken it.
He looks over Goslyn’s face, seeing subtle laugh lines, brown freckles covering their whole face, brown eyelashes, and pale pink lips. Their face is round, hair falling in their face. Wade is very lucky to have such a kind, compassionate, and beautiful partner.
He inhales deeply, smelling their sweet, warm woodsy scent with hints of flora and their own natural musk. It reminded him of omegas from his universe but omegas don’t exist here, right? Wade’s peculiar scent was on them too—leather, gun oil, hints of lily, and a sickly sweet. Weirdly, they seem to compliment each other. He could smell his own scent on them but nowhere near as strong. His alpha wanted him to scent mark the omega but Logan chose not to, worried that could be offensive. He relaxed, watching them sleep for a while eventually dozing himself.