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Whiskey and Prayers
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    Time 5h 31m
Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2024
Mature
This fanfiction is set after Wolverine's rescue from purgatory, the story explores the emotional aftermath of his return. Wolverine, scarred by the torment of being trapped between life and death, battles his inner demons and the weight of his trauma. Nightcrawler, always a beacon of hope and faith, stands by his side, offering support as Logan works through his pain.
  Their bond deepens as Nightcrawler helps Wolverine navigate the emotional scars that no amount of healing factor could mend. What starts as a friendship forged in battle slowly transforms into something more intimate, as the two mutants find an unexpected love. This LGBTQ+ story is about healing, trust, and finding love in the darkest of times, without relying on typical romantic tropes.
 If my story is well-received, it has the potential to grow, continuing to explore Wolverine's complex emotional journey and his evolving relationship with Nightcrawler-gritty and heartfelt, without descending into a sappy love story. It's a tale of raw emotion, resilience, and two lost souls finding solace in each other.
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