Scritch Scritch

Prisoners woes:

You are the monster that I see at night,

The thing that haunts me in my dreams.

You are a beast,

Living to consume,

The horrid and rude.

You live for extravagance,

And quiet secrets,

Hiding your evil deep within.

[VERSE 1]

In shadows cast by pale moonlight,

You emerge, a monster of the night,

A haunting presence in my dreams,

A beastly figure, or so it seems.

[VERSE 2]

You thrive on darkness, consuming all,

A voracious appetite, standing tall,

With horrid manners and rude demeanor,

Your existence, a dreadful arena.

[VERSE 3]

Within your heart, secrets reside,

Hidden depths where evil does hide,

Extravagance your sole desire,

Fueling the flames of your wicked fire.

[VERSE 4]

But fear not, for I will not cower,

Against your darkness, I'll find power,

For even monsters can be tamed,

By love and kindness, they can be reclaimed.

[VERSE 5]

So let us strive to see beyond,

The outer shell where darkness spawned,

And seek the good that lies within,

To banish the beast and let light win.

Great now im thinking about wade smelling a bit too much like blood after a mission and Logan, whos in a playful mood, starts randomly stalking him. Im talking, eyes locked, head down, all fours kind of stalking. Slowly taking a step each time Wade looks away or blinks.

And its one of those scenes where Wade's GENUIENLY terrified. Starts off with him nervously laughing like "Haha- yeah. Funny, peanut... now stop it.... wolvie- Stop it... I said stop it!!" And he squeals and giggles because he loves playing with him but DAMN he's scary!!

Every instinct in wades body is screaming at him to run but he knows if he runs then Logan is gonna lock on and get his ass fr. So he tries to stand there, trying not to shake and tells him stop messing around. "S-stop! Wolvie quit it out! Youre gonna make me piss myself!" He tells him, wanting Logan to give up the bit, the game of hunting that he (one sidedly) decided they were playing.

Wade screaming and running away as fast as his legs will carry him, turning into a huge game of hide and seek in their tattered bloody suits. The people of New York are now used to watching Wade zoom down the street panicking while Logan is BOOKING it behind him like a wild cat, snarling.

He manages to find an abandoned building and tries to hide, silencing his breath and staying extremely still. But he forgot something. Logan can smell him. So, here's Wade, about to shit his pants and not giggle his head off because HOLY SHIT this is fun. And then there's a grown 200 year old man sniffing him out like a blood hound each time until he finally catches him, pouncing on him and sinking his claws and teeth into him, shaking him to the point Wade is screeching.

"Wait wait wAIT LOGAN!! Eeeeeehh!! No!! No, no bting- Ouch! Hey!! Stop that- OW! Aye!! Get your hands off me mist- EEEEHHH!! No!! Peanut I have ZERO nutritional value! Stop it! I'll tell santa!! YEOUCH!! THATS MY ARM YOU ASS HOLE!! Hey!!! Come back with that!"

With giggles, yelling, snarles, growls, and many...MANY blood sounds. Including ripping off his arm and running away with it like a dog stealing your sock.

By the end of the day, Logan is out cold, snoring in Wades lap and getting the best sleep of his life. Wade is also sleeping, sitting up and dreaming as his hand stays on Logan's curly head.

His other arm got hit by a car so now he has to regrow another.

Domesticated Wolverines still needed to hunt and maul once inawhile...

They do this once a month. It's enrichment for them both.

Day 33: I had some of the best beef tenderloin I have ever eaten today

The meat was expensive but absolutely worth it

Happy First Contact Day!

Congratulations, S'chn T'gai clan, on four generations of slutty, slutty Vulcan men!

ah yes, the two genders:

man and bath

I fuckin love poolverine fanfic because there are 3 very distinct flavors:

1. They fuck

2. They make their own little family

3. Existential crisis

( and the secret 4th option: all of the above)

HIGH ON STANDARDS LOW ON SKILL. CREATIVE PROCESS MAKE YOU ILL

Day 34: Cajun seasoning today for those that don't have any of those good ol' Louisiana spices.

2 Tablespoons paprika (smoked or sweet are pretty good)

1 Tablespoon iodine or kosher salt

1 ½ Tablespoons granulated pepper (mixed)

1 ½ Tablespoons granulated garlic

1 Tablespoon granulated chili

Some dried parsley

Some dried oregano

Some dried chervil

1 Teaspoon thyme

This is my personal preference, feel free to add or subtract from it.

"granulated [food] " is another word for "ground [food]" except that it doesn't mean "powdered [food]"

Laura: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Logan: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Wade isn’t