𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍.

no need. he's welcome to sit and watch, though.

he does. hope he likes garlic bread.

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𝑖𝑖𝑖. writer is +21, goes by she / her pronouns. minors and lewd focus dni.

𝑖𝑣. dms are always open to plotting and setting up sls. don't be afraid to send a message!

𝑖. this portrayal is based on logan (2017) and heavily inspired by the writer's own headcanons and jack london's white fang. contains themes of depression, alcoholism, religion and trauma.

𝑖𝑖. no discrimination of any kind will be tolerated.

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⠀⠀ 𝚂͟𝙴͟ 𝚁͟𝙴͟𝙲͟𝙾͟𝙼͟𝙸͟𝙴͟𝙽͟𝙳͟𝙰 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑶́𝑵.
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𝑥𝑖. he is very reserved emotionally. not one to talk about his feelings, or ask for help in moments of need, to his detriment.

𝑥𝑖𝑖. he has a habit of biting as a way to show affection. when comfortable or tired, he tends to purr.

𝑖𝑥. despite the world being far more accepting than when he was younger, he still keeps his identity under wraps. very few people are knowledgeable to the fact that he is trans.

𝑥. he drives a 1997 jeep cherokee.

𝑣𝑖𝑖. he passed down the wolverine mantle. he still goes on missions occasionally.

𝑣𝑖𝑖𝑖. logan is a transgender man.

𝑣. his healing factor has slowed down as he's aged, and he's gotten treatment for his adamantium poisoning, but he's still more susceptible to sickness.

𝑣𝑖. native spanish speaker. also fluent in english, portuguese and japanese.

𝑖𝑖𝑖. he was raised catholic. he still wears a cross pendant gifted to him by his mother when he was a kid.

𝑖𝑣. he stopped drinking after finding laura. has been sober ever since.

𝑖. originally from chile, eventually trekked his way to canada as an adult.

𝑖𝑖. baptized as diego. changed his name to logan when he moved to north america.

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝙴͟𝙻 𝑳𝑶𝑩𝑬𝒁𝑵𝑶.
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he had come to know quite thoroughly the world in which he lived. the world as he saw it was a fierce and brutal world, a world without warmth, a world in which caresses and affection and the bright sweetness of spirit did not exist.

“ yeah, tiny. that's what i'm doing. ”

patting the dough, gesturing for her to come over.

“ c'mon, you can help. ”

looking up from the counter, dusting flour from his hands.

“ hey, kid. you ever make bread? ”

kneading dough, flour up to his elbows and all over his front.