Poolverine/Deadclaws oneshots

Disassociation.

Scout Master Kevin:

MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING
- SA
- Rape
- Sex interrupted by triggers
(The act of sex is only at the start (theres a note where it ends) but sex is detailed throughout, as the setting of boundaries 🔥
I have no idea what this Kevin prick actually did but here's my take on how Logan found out about it and how he also found out about Wade's triggers during intimacy.
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Logan and Wade were in bed, Logan filling Wades ass from behind.
Everything was fine, with Wade's moans of pleasure filling the room almost as much as Logan's cock which was deep in his ass.
That was until Logan pulled out and came on Wade's back.
_______________________________ Smut ends here! Now only mentions will be made ♡
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Wade froze.
The moans stopped and his body was still.
Logan caught on immediately, noting the signs of disassociation, he pulls out slowly so as to not startle the bald man.
"Wade, baby?"
Logan's voice is soft as moves to sit beside the man he loves, he places a gentle hand on Wade's shoulder, hoping to bring his husband back to reality.
"Hm?"
Wade's response comes as a relief to Logan as he's now atleast present in the room.
"Hey, you okay?"
Logans tone is soft, although gruff it has a hint of smoothness.
Wade nods, suppressing tears.
Logan let himself breathe, as he gently squeezes his husband's shoulder.
"That's my boy...could you name me 5 things you could see?"
Wade's voice is soft, and distant, almost as though it wasn't coming from himself.
"The wall...you...the wardrobe..the bathroom door..and the awful painting Colossus gifted us."
Logan chuckles softly at Wade's joke, despite the dull atmosphere.
"Now, 4 things you can hear?"
"Blind Al snoring...Mary Puppins snoring...the wind outside...a-and your heartbeat.."
"Good job, now 3 things you can feel?"
"The bed...you...and the cold air from the window."
"Good job, now 2 things you can smell?"
"The lasagne we had for dinner, and your cologne."
Wade starts to relax more, coming back into his body.
"That's it baby, come back to me. Lastly, what can you taste?"
Wade grins a little, still a little distant but now much more in himself again,
"You."
Logan smirks playfully, it lacks lust as he chuckles.
"There's my husband, you ok Wadel?"
Wade nods shakily,
"Yeah just...got overwhelmed."
Logan can tell Wade isn't telling the full truth but he doesn't push.
With a hand slowly carressing his upper back, Logan suggests to clean up.
"Do you want to shower, then we could talk when you're ready?"
Wade nods softly, taking Logan's hand as he leads the younger man to the bathroom.

Hot water runs down the two men's bodies as they wash off, like usual they wash eachother, a loving act of affection.
Logan washes Wade's body, taking care of anywhere sensitive, or of anywhere which could trigger a reaction again. And Wade washes Logan's hair, a therapeutic sensation for the two of them as it gives Wade's mind something to focus on, other than the sensation which lead his memory to show him what had happened decades earlier, thanks brain.
For nothing, you mashed piece of shitty waffle licking scum.
When they are finally finished, Logan turns off the water stepping out and offering his hand to help Wade out too, they exit the steamy room with Logan keeping Wade balanced.

They change their bed, the smell of clean sheets fills the room, as the feeling of fresh clothes adorn their bodies. Logan in some baggy joggers, and Wade in one of Logan's t-shirts and some boxers shorts.
Logan gets under the covers and opens his arms, inviting Wade in, Wade immediately accepts this enticing invite and crawls into his husband's embrace, snuggling into the man's chest, which is so hairy it may as well be hugging a bear, just how Wade likes it.
Rugged, hairy, yet well taken care of.
Anyway, back to the main storyline, Logan was rubbing Wade's back and shoulders as the latter's arms were around the ye old ancient one's waist.
Logan speaks up, wanting answers out of his husband.
He didn't want them because he wanted to torture his partner into reliving any possible trauma,
Who want ever want that?
(Me. And you, you sick minded sleezy freaks ♡)
He wanted to know so that he never made the mistake again, he and Wade's fun times were meant to be just that, fun for the both of them. And he wants to ensure that Wade always feels comfortable with him.
No matter what.
"Hey bubba?"
Wade looks up, rested his chin on Logan's chest, the man below him's chest hair acting as a pillow.
(Whats the obsession with this fucking chest hair?)
"Yes Loggy?"
Wade looks up at his neanderthal cosplaying lover, waiting in anticipation, as he knows exactly where this is going.
"Do you...want to talk about it?"
Wade hesitates, thinking whether he wants to brave the memories he has suppressed with jokes for the longest time.
"I only want to know so I can avoid triggering you again, if you're not ready to share everything that's fine, I just want to make sure I don't make the same mistakes again."
Logan reassures Wade, as he strokes the other gay man's back.
"I- as you know I was sexually assaulted by a grown up, multiple when I was a kid."
Logan's expression, softens with empathy for his husband, and fury at the adults who were so vile they put a child through such a disgusting and traumatic time for their own sick, and twisted benefits.
If he could have his way with any and every rapist, child specified or not, he would torture them.
Tear their achilles in their ankles so they can't run, slash the back of their knees to they can't kneel comfortably, and cut off their hands so they can't crawl away, and finally rip their larynx out, so that they can't scream, all with his bare claws.
He is startled out of his gruesome thoughts when he hears a soft sob, one that was most certainly not supposed to be heard.
His heart shatters as he hears his Wade cry over something he can't fix, can't erase.
"Hey, shsh...It's ok baby, you don't have to say anything more ok? We can talk about boundaries and all that shit another day when you're mentally up for all that...bullshit."
He cradles his husband to his chest, as the younger man has curled into his beloved for comfort.
Deadpool is strong. He is fierce. He is witty and ruthless.
But Wade?
Wade is a sweetheart. Wade is kind. Wade is emotional and empathetic.
Logan knows this, it's what makes him love his little asshole looking adhd gremlin.
But that all also means, Wade has his moments where he can't contain everything and he just breaks.
The flood gates open and there's nothing anyone could do to stop it, and Logan would never want to stop it, he knows how much Wade needs this.
How much he needs to open up, and express these emotions.
"Thanks Loggy...for understanding.."
Wade's gratefulness is muffled by Logan's chest hair.
(AGAIN?! WTAF)
Logan merely smiles down at his depressed lover whom he wouldn't trade for the world.
"Of course my darling, anything for you.
My Wadel."
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AHHHHHH
I am so sorry it's taken me so long to write one of these holy fuck!
FIRST ONE OF 2026
WOOOO!!
And I am actually really happy with it!!
Man, I am so sorry it took me so long to have motivation, this is first of 5 drafts I've actually finished, this is inspired by a fic I read on AO3 about AFTG,
Heres the link;
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45991846/chapters/115767760
I am inlove with this fic though please do read the warnings!!
Now that I am done rambling, please have a lovely life and I love you,
Love Lex ♡

(Rereading old fics I find spelling errors all the time so if there are any in this one too please ignore them, when I inevitably reread this I will find them, and curse my future blood line, if there even ends up being one #girlkisserwithnogirltokiss
#👭)