#cabledeadpool

[manic-intent]

tfw a 9 year old ship of yours gets a movie, what even is life. When I last shipped Cable and Deadpool it was 2009-2010, in the days of livejournal and kmemes, back before my decision never to write noncon, so, in celebration of Deadpool 2 (Though I’d still have preferred Stephen Lang!!) I’ve collected my Cablepool stories here.

[erasedfromhistory777]

Extra pic of my haircut#cabledeadpool #undercut #altboy https://www.instagram.com/p/CF1LcMxjo8h/?igshid=v3wf7w97q12a

[comicbookquest]

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[ask-cabledeadpool]

Domino: Wade you’re on fire I’m not quite sure how you’re winning

Wade: you’re just pissed you’re a not on a hot or not list

[yurikaik]

Deadpool,Domino and Cable

[thegeekgrotto]

well I'm sold. #Cable #NathanSummers #JoshBrolin #Deadpool #Deadpool2 #Marvel #CableDeadpool

[phdpool]

Got some things while I was out Baby Driver record Cable POP Deadpool It's a groovy evening #deadpool #popvinylfigure #cabledeadpool #babydriver (at Criminal Records Atlanta)

[askstryfe]

Ay do you know any Cable ask blogs I can follow orrrr?? I think your twin's great

WELL IF YOURE SO INCLINED TO FOLLOW MY LESSER COPY, THERES @timetravelingbastard AND @ask-cabledeadpool AS FAR AS I KNOW

[crystal-xi-blog]

backseat

[ask-cabledeadpool]

Deadpool: I hate your ducking telekinesis

[catpaw-fanfiction]

We dance with monsters (Cable/Deadpool)

Nathan had to be dreaming. He had to. Because what would all of this mean otherwise? That he’d finally gone crazy like Neena’s been telling him for years before they broke up?

Nathan had moved into his new apartment two weeks ago. After a very ugly break-up, he had let Neena stay in their old apartment and slept on his friend Sam’s couch for a few days until he could find a new place to live.

Surprisingly, it had not even taken that long.

He went to several estate agents and looked at many different apartments but not even one of them felt anything close like home to him. He would have given up on the third estate agent as well if Nate hadn’t caught a glimpse of a photo that had fallen under the desk. He bend down to pick it up. It was a nice flat. Big windows, the walls were painted in warm colors, a big red couch and the view seemed to be great.

"Is this one still available?"

A week later, Nathan moved in.

By now, he had an idea why the estate agent asked him if he believed in ghosts and why she had looked so relieved when he replied with “No, of course not.”

It had started very harmless and the first three days, he hadn’t even really noticed anything. Things started to disappear. Rather unimportant things like a pen or even his spectacle case. But when his glasses disappeared from on top of the newspaper and reappeared in the bread box, he started to worry.

After the first week, the voice started to appear. Most of the time, he couldn’t even make out words. But it seemed to be a man’s voice. Sounding like gravel and gasoline.

Nathan had tried his hardest to ignore all of this as nothing really bad happened to himself - apart from the occasional ass-grabbing or the feeling of being watched (especially when he was under the shower).

But seeing him was a whole new ball game.

Maybe Nate had just worked too much lately and his mind was playing tricks on him. He couldn’t be seeing a red-clothed man floating above the television. Just no.

Nathan closed his eyes and shook his head wildly to get rid of this weird image in front of him. He counted to ten before he opened them again and - yeah - the man was still there. But now he was bent forward over Cable’s TV.

Huh, nice ass. All firm but still round…and was he really just thinking this about a dead man’s behind? Who was probably a hallucination anyway?

"You got any popcorn here?"

Nathan blinked. To make matters worse his hallucination seemed to talk now.

"Sure. It’s in the kitchen. In the cupboard over the sink."

In his mind, Nathan tried to remember the phone number of that really good psychiatrist that Irene had given him a few weeks ago. He was more and more starting to consider a visit there.

But instead of reaching for his phone to ask Irene for the number, he watched the man walk into his kitchen to make himself popcorn.

As Nathan’s eyes followed that ass - that man he noticed that the man wasn’t walking. He was floating a few inches above the floor. Maybe he was just walking out of habit?

Nathan shook his head once again. The man was still there and now, he could hear him rummage through his kitchen utensils.

Because Nathan must have obviously fallen asleep at his computer a while ago, he should maybe just lean back and let the dream unfold itself before his eyes. Who knew? Maybe Nathan would even enjoy it as unlikely as it seemed at the moment.

Nate walked into the kitchen to check up on his hallucination. And even if this was a dream, he couldn’t keep calling the man just that.

"Hey, do you have a name?"

The man turned around. He was standing in front of the oven and let the corns fall into the cooking pot.

The strange man cocked his head to the side and seemed to consider what would be the best answer. When he seemed satisfied with what he had thought of, he smiled.

"You can call me Wade. You have a name as well?"

Wasn’t one of the ground rules of every dream that every character inside of it knew Nathan’s name off the top of their head?

"I’m Nathan."

And for a moment he wasn’t sure if it was such a great idea to tell Wade his name. As a kid, Nathan had enjoyed reading fantasy and horror stories and he had learned that it was never a good idea to tell any kind of supernatural being one’s true name. Did this rule apply to ghosts in dreams as well? But as time passed by, Nathan started to doubt more and more that this really was a dream.

Just a small drabble I wrote a while ago. I have no idea if I should turn it into a longer fic…

[darthstarkiller]

AGGRESSIVELY SHIPS CABLE/DEADPOOL

[lehts]

"CABLE AND DEADPOOL IS CANON FIGHT ME" - Liam

can't fight if i agree!

well i mean i probably could but i won't

[hakka84]

Ok, so, let me recap

Angel/Warren is no more. He’s now a new, poor excuse of a winged man

Angel/Psylocke relationship is a painful memory

Johnny Storm is... well, Fantastic Four title has been cancelled so...

Apollo/Midnighter... gone, Middy is a single gay man apparently and, according to Midnighter solo title, Apollo won’t be part of his life in the future

Apollo is... somewhere where forgotten characters end up

Cable/Deadpool have stopped be a team long ago...

LET’S NOT TALK ABOUT SASUKE, OK??? LET’S NOT FUCKING TALK ABOUT HIM!!

Ok, what else? Kill me Zoro? Fuck up Jim Kirk in ST XIII? Come on, I already know that there’ll be a shitty characterization for Warren/Angel in X-Men: Apocalypse coming next year, so I’m basically now clinging to Pine’s James Kirk and Ryan Reynold’s Deadpool, both out next year, but I’m loosing my hope now...

I so, so looked forward the Midnighter solo title. I didn’t expect Apollo to drop by - as I didn’t in the Wildstorm Midnighter solo title - but... to enstabilish that he and Apollo are no more an item... Damn it! It’s like when Marvel pushed Cyclops into Emma Frost’s arms! Or, you know, worst, because part of Midnighter IS his love for Apollo, while Cyclops could.. well, be a (not a favorite of mine) X-Men even when Jean wasn’t around or they weren’t a couple. Midnighter pretty much don’t exist without Apollo in his life! Grrrrrr.

*feeling very, very, depressed*

[ask-cabledeadpool]

Wade: also I need you to sign some adoption papers

[ask-cabledeadpool]

Domino: honestly, people are just so beautiful, have you seen a boy? Have you seen a girl? How can you not like them??