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James Logan Howlett.

@sniktverine.bsky.social

116 followers 39 following 10 posts

You Know Who I Am. ▪︎▪︎▪︎ #MARVELRP

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Kaine Parker. @clonesaga.bsky.social · 22/02/2025

MY BODY MAY BE HEALED, MY MIND MAY BE CLEAR, BUT THE BLOOD ON MY HANDS WILL NEVER COME OFF.

An edit of Kaine Parker hanging from webs on a black background

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 10/12/2024

"I ain't damn Wolverine. That's my kid."

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 10/12/2024

His brows furrow as he kneels down onto the ground, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. A look of concern spreading on his features. "You okay kid?"

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

You want it taken out?

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

He doesn't budget, allowing her her comfort, watching the surroundings carefully. The night sky twinkling above them, and the occasional nocturnal wildlife in the brush. Logan's eye's then cast down to Gabby. Finally, a moment to relax.

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

He notices her shiver, and shrugs his jacket off with little thought as he places it over her.

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

The fire snapped and popped as he poked at it with a stick, stoking it's flames brighter and hotter, fending off the frost that threatened to creep into his camp.

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Daken Akihiro. @fangofwolverine.bsky.social · 26/10/2024

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

Logan remains silent as his healing factor activates. Muscles and bones creak and crack, stitching themselves back together, while sinew snaps and pops in rapid recovery. His costume lies in pieces around him. "Hm." He grunts. Getting blown up is far from enjoyable.

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James Logan Howlett. @sniktverine.bsky.social · 10/11/2024

His eyes snap open, the shadow projected by the rim of his leather hat softens his piercing glare. Another nightmare. It always is. Naps are the worst.

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