#Poolverine #HurtcemberDay 08: Mind Control Cassandra Nova's ability can be both scary and aesthetic~
➋ ᴘ ⦼ ᴏ ʟ ➍ ꜱ ᴄ ʜ ᴏ ᴏ ʟ !
@redegenerate.bsky.social
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉: 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋 ! (parody acc) MDNI
( the brief moment when Logan finally meets his gaze lets him relax. even if Logan almost immediately looks away, it eases some of the nerves, the tension Wade had felt since he'd woken up without Logan next to him this morning— no, last night. Wade doesn't tend to sleep when he's away. )
his lips, it still tastes like an apology. )
" me too, Gab-Gab. " Deadpool beeps quietly, hand on him, staring into the distance absently at the thought. " i think it is. i just have to make sure he stays home, and all. " part of him thinks Logan might run off.
“i hate it when you two fight uncle wade..” admitting with a little sigh. she flops on the couch in laura’s apartment, petting jonathan’s head gently to reassure him. “are you sure it’s a good idea that i’ll come ..? if so, tell me when and i’ll show up.”
( Wade stops him from turning to leave with a firm hand to Logan's shoulder. if it weren't for all the food in Logan's hands, he might even risk a hug— even if it got him impaled or hacked to pieces. ) this isn't about yesterday, is it? just talk to me, please. i'll listen. i swear.
i'm not like that. i can't —— 𝘣𝘦 that, for gabby or you or anyone. ( and he doesn't deserve it. he can't be trusted with it. logan squeezes his eyes shut. ) i'm heading out. just leave me the fuck alone.
" it's... " a sigh. Logan misinterpreted his words, and it had affected how he interacted with Gabby— that, to say, not at all— convinced he's such a toxic influence he should just stay away. " he's not mad at you. he's mad at himself, and me. thinks he should be alone. " Wade manages.
frowning , she lets out a huff. “but what does that have to do with me? i mean .. i’m sorry you fought .. but i didn’t do anything. is he mad at me too..? can i come over? i think if we talk in person that’d be better.” just excusing the fact she misses wade and logan, plenty .
biting his bottom lip, trying to think of how best to answer— how she might understand. " he's.. i think i accidentally hurt his feelings, Gabby. i'm working on it. but i'll let him know you called to check on him, and to call you back. that might mean something to him. "
“fine.” she answers rather quickly. “has anything happened ? i haven’t seen uncle logan since yesterday and he won’t answer my calls.”
picking up third ring— lnly because he hesitated. deep breath. " heya, Gab-Gab! how did you sleep? "
( Wade scoffs; scarred brow furrows, jaw clenches, ears go red. ) you really can't fucking stand to seriously hear me out on anything, can you? i can literally only be a nuisance, clown, or a warm body for you— you can't stand the idea that from time to time, i KNOW what i'm talking about.
( rain on a tarp. nothing's soaking in. ) that's what i'm doing. so don't look so fucking pathetic about it. makes me sick. ( he pulls on the package. wade holds on, so he lets go straight away and closes the fridge. )
( not taking the cracker pack, but holding onto it to keep Logan there with him. in more ways than one. ) now, hold on-- i didn't say all that! she loves you, and i.. ( oh. ) i just want you to think about her needs as a kid a little more. that's all.
no, you guys were right. i'm not good for her. ( all that's facing wade is the impassive facet of his shoulder, moving up and down each time he grabs something else. ) some space is probably what's best. you want these? ( holding out a cracker pack. )
( walking up beside him, fingers drumming anxiously on the countertop. it's a risky move on a sleepless Logan, but worth a try. ) is this about yesterday? with Gabby? look, if i hurt your feelings, you can tell me how— i'd probably even apologize for it, y'know.
i'm not good company right now. ( raiding the fridge for an armful of food, enough to bunker down for some time. )
( frown. it's gotta be like that, huh? ) ... alrighty, then. you— you never had to stay on the couch, y'know.
didn't. if you're up an' attem, i'm taking the bedroom.
Hey, morning, @knuckleknived.bsky.social— how'd you sleep?
nobody takes me seriously when i'm serious. always "yeah, whatever, Wade."
that's a part of it, Logan. watching your language around her is like, the easiest, quickest change you can make.
this isn't about the cursing.
( following swiftly. ) THIS IS CRAZY?? WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT BULLSHIT??
but she does. a lot. she cares about you — and you could bother to match the effort.
you're wrong. gabby comes here so she doesn't have to worry. ( the conviction behind his voice wavers, and so too does his scowling gaze. he knows he's avoiding the truth. )
( smacking him BACK upside the head. ) THATS THE CORNIEST, MOST OVERUSED ADVICE I'VE EVER HEARD! she can swim, right?
and what the hell do 𝙮𝙤𝙪 know? you barely pay her any attention. she worries about you, y'know. way more than you worry about her, from the fucking looks of it.
you learn that from those parenthood books collecting dust on the shelf, bub? sad truth is you don't know shit about kids.
I don't think taking a dive will help the situation, Logan.
I haven't. Kinda worried I upset her— and my Logan's all pissed with me, too, so. Woohoo! Go Wade!
... Doesn't have to be long! Just wanna make sure you've got a positive environment, okay?
. . what ?
( Arms folding, eyes narrowing under the bill of his cap. ) Yes, I do. Also, "jerk". I'm being a "jerk".
you don't get to make that call ! you're being an asshole.
so, because they were forced to experience things a kid should never experience, they should talk like an adult, too? you can't be one of the 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 people in her life to treat her her age, and let her act that way? she looks up to you, so you oughta be an EXAMPLE for her. hell.
( adjectives tossed in passing —— doesn't hurt, doesn't hurt. ) i've seen kids like that before. you know what i think? i figure after all they've been through, they've earned a little bit of leeway.