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poolism:

❝ that’s why the past is so much better. we cover up tragedy with bright colors and celebrations to distract ourselves. ❞ wade watched his reaction to pride very carefully, sighing when he still seemed to be grumpy. god, a guy looses his family and suddenly it’s the end of the world. ❝ there we go with the intolerance and bigotry again. you know, when you make little jokes like that, your toxic masculinity really shines through. ❞ he pat nathan’s back. ❝ lighten up, mad eye moody ! you’re embarrassing me ! ❞ like the hawaiian shirt and rainbow socks weren’t embarrassing enough. but really, he didn’t want to say that he had never gone to pride and he had always wanted to, if not for the wrong reasons. and it would feel wrong going without cable. ❝ and to answer your question, it’s a yearly event, so it’s not often. we should get your face painted ! maybe that will flip your frown upside down, cablebear ! ❞  

 "  call  me  a  bigot  one  more  fuckin'  time,  wade.  "  the  older  (  younger  )  man  grumbled,  making  sure  to  stay  close  to  him  even  though  his  words  made  it  seem  like  cable  wanted  to  be  anywhere  else.  he  didn't  know  this  world,  even  less  than  their  other  one,  and  wade  -  in  some  fucked  up  way  -  was  the  closest  thing  he  had  to  home.  "  i'm  not  your  cablebear,  do  you  even  remember  my  name,  wade?  or  do  you  just  really  like  the  way  cable  sounds?  "  shouldering  past  another  drunk  person,  it  felt  like  he  was  gonna  lose  his  mind.  but  the  look  on  wade's  face  made  him  pause.  the  other  man  actually  wanted  him  to  have  a  good  time.  shit.  "  depends  on  what  i  actually  get  painted  on  my  face.  not  a  dick.  "  

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babsjoan:

“Everyone is in my way, seems like it.” She looked around and people are everywhere and even if her sense of direction was intact, she couldn’t see where she was going. The only good thing about being in the middle of the crowd was the infectious energy people were giving which made their situation not so bad but she didn’t want to hurt people. “Uhm,” she paused to think. Barbara was too pride with her situation for her admit she needed help. “If it’s not really much of a bother?”

 cable  shook  his  head,  hands  going  to  the  back  of  her  wheelchair.  he  wasn't  known  for  his  heart,  or  actually  caring  about  others,  but  people  didn't  know  him  that  well  truly.  eyes  narrowing  at  someone  that  stepped  in  front  of  their  path,  "  believe  me,  it's  better  than  just  standing  in  the  corner  on  my  own.  "  he  had  to  lean  down  to  talk  so  that  she  could  hear  him,  straightening  back  up  to  navigate  to  a  better  part  of  the  crowd.  "  did  you  come  alone  or  are  you  planning  to  meet  someone?  i  can  help  you  find  them.  "

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poolism:

wade had insisted on getting cable out and about, his logic being that if the older had given up his family to stay in the present then he might as well enjoy it and not sulk around. too bad he had to come right before thanos fucked everything up. now half the world was grieving and the other half had found completely new identities, like they were in an episode of black mirror. he should make cable watch black mirror, come to think of it. see how much the show actually predicted. anyways, thankfully for them, pride was still going to happen, and you’d be fucked if you think wade wasn’t dragging him to it. not just because he wanted the older to enjoy himself, but because he actually enjoyed cable’s company and wanted him there. ❝ see, we were fun before you generation x kids screwed us. ❞ he had explained on the way over. ❝ or whatever generation you are, in particular. ❞ when they arrived, he flashed a big smile at nathan, although it was crooked. ❝ did you have big, gay parades in your apocalyptic mutant-hating timeline ? ❞

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 cable  was  honestly  exhausted.  the  whole  upside  down  world  shit  was  really  getting  to  him  and  suddenly  wade  was  dragging  him  out  into  the  middle  of  fucking  crowds.  so  many  people  running  around  and  nathan  wanted  to  clothes  line  every  single  person  that  walked  too  close  to  him.  "  no.  we  were  a  little  distracted  fighting  for  our  lives  from  the,  you  know,  mutant  haters.  "  eyes  scanning  the  crowd  from  behind  his  sunglasses,  he  waited  a  second  before  pushing  them  up.  he  didn't  want  anyone  to  stare  too  long  at  his  eye  while  he  did  so.  checking  for  threats.  "  so  what  is  the  point  of  this?  why  did  you  bring  me  here?  are  you  trying  to  tell  me  something  here,  wade?  "  nathan  didn't  give  a  shit  who  wade  liked,  it  was  just  fun  to  watch  him  talk  his  way  out  of  anything.  maybe  it  was  a  little  too  fun  for  nathan  to  watch  him  like  that.  he  didn't  think  much  on  it.  "  is  this  something  you  often  participate  in?  "  

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“Hey!” Isabella yells out as she sees a small kid break free from their parents. Rushing over, she manoeuvres her small frame through the crowd and over the barrier the child has squeezed through, because pulling the child back just in time to avoid the next wave of the parade. “You need to stay with your parents, little one.” She tells them as she lifts the child up, balancing them on her hip as she slips back through the barrier and hands the kid back to some very frantic parents. As she does so, Isabella’s expression hardens, glaring at them  unforgivingly. “Take better care of them.”

 nathan  went  to  go  chase  after  the  child  himself.  a  moment  where  he  suddenly  felt  like  he  wasn't  in  the  middle  of  a  parade  in  a  strange  time,  but  back  at  home  chasing  after  hope.  he  stopped  when  a  woman  cut  in  front  of  him  to  scoop  up  the  child  herself,  watching  as  she  moved  easily  back  to  the  parents  and  scolded  them.  good  on  her,  he  should  say  something.  literally  anything,  nathan.  say  something.  "  people  trust  too  easy,  letting  their  kid  run  around  like  that.  "  shaking  his  head,  the  man  spoke  once  he  was  close  to  the  woman.  "  i'm  glad  you  said  something,  wouldn't  have  been  so  nice  coming  from  me.  "

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babsjoan:

“Excuse me…excuse…sorry.” Barbara had been to crowded places on her wheelchair before but the crowd in New York was overwhelming. The initial plan was to join the parade and be with the crowd but she would either get pushed or she would hurt someone. With a bi and rainbow mini flags attached on her wheelchair, she made did her best to escape the crowd and made her way to the part of the venue where there are less people. Her chair hit a small bumped and looked up to confirm her suspicion of running over someone’s foot. “Oh, crap. I’m so, so sorry,” she said while giving them an apologetic look.

 nathan  didn't  like  events.  or  big  crowds.  or  anything  really.  but  he  didn't  mind  an  event  like  this.  it  gave  a  place  for  people  to  be  themselves  in  a  world  that  doesn't  always  let  them  openly.  see  wade?  he  wasn't  fucking  bigoted.  moving  out  of  the  way  as  quickly  as  he  could,  the  contrast  of  him  in  all  dark  colors  while  everyone  else  passed  in  full  colored  attire,  cable  couldn't  avoid  everyone.  "  i  was  in  your  way.  "  to  be  honest,  it  didn't  hurt  in  the  slightest  but  it  was  so  busy  that  it  could  have  definitely  hurt  someone  else.  "  crowd's  too..  crowded.  want  some  help  navigating?  "

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hey ya’ll ! it me ! ghoul back at it with another grumpy old dude. but this one a bit grumpier. and darker. 

№ — ( JOSH BROLIN, HE/HIM & CISMALE, MARVEL ) ┊ did you hear about CABLE? i heard that they also go by NATHAN SUMMERS and are aged FORTY-SIX. they weren’t turned into dust at all, so they’re still in tact - according to the press, anyways. think the papers are right?

um. light deadpool 2 spoilers ahead ?! i’m sorry ?! 

quick background: cable is the son of scott summers and jean grey’s clone madelyne pryor but from the future. he was raised until the age of 12 by “slym and redd” who actually were scott and jean in the future 

so basically cable had to come back to kill a kid, didn’t actually kill the kid, and used his last jump to save wade’s life and is now just. chilling in this time? 

except now this time is super fucked because of thanos ( insert spider-man meme of two pointing at each other but cable and thanos ) and cable really doesn’t know what the fuck to do 

especially because he already felt lost in a world that everyone he knew wasn’t even a thought yet so now he feels super fucking out of place because even some of the people he kinda knew don’t know themselves 

the movie didn’t touch on the fact that cable was infected with a techno-organic virus when he was born which is why he was in the future in the first place ( he was technically born in this timeline ) to cure that virus 

he didn’t exactly cure it, having to use his own telekinetic powers to keep the virus from infecting him completely 

that’s why he has the “winter soldier” arm and his eye does that dope glow thing 

so while cable does use his telekinetic powers every once in awhile, getting his gun and whatnot, he can never fully use his powers because he is spending most of his focus to keep the virus from taking over and killing him 

eventually he wants to find something to cure himself but has to focus on getting them all... together and back to who they were to make sure that they can recover from whatever thanos has prepared for them 

this is garbage BUT as always?! just im me or shoot me a message on discord to plot and what not ! he’s older but i promise it will be fun to play with cable :-) 

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“I was born in the war. Bred into it. People think they understand pain, but they have no concept of it. What’s the most pain you’ve ever felt? Maybe the kind that leaves you more machine than human.”

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tag drop for ɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀs !