#cablepoolverine

[wagemama-ningyo]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/82485561

New fic just dropped!

[wagemama-ningyo]

New fic just dropped!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/77858646

[farmhandler]

nobody asked for this but here's Wade and Nathan introducing James to Scott and Jean, set after this fic

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“You’re kidding me,” was all Scott said at first.

Across from him, seated in the loveseat—the most comfortable seat in this godforsaken place they called a school and a mansion—were Wade and Nathan. Wade was gently bouncing James, who had decided the moment they stepped inside the mansion that he wanted to throw a tantrum. It made negotiations far more problematic, but it had the added bonus of bringing every compassionate adult within hearing distance to the front door.

“You said that out loud,” Nathan said. “These aren’t negotiations.”

“You are underestimating the child-stealing powers of this organization,” Wade said. He turned his head and saw a flash of blue dart back around the corner from where they were seated in one of the many living spaces around the mansion.

Everyone else knew about the baby, because Nathan hadn’t exactly been subtle in his interrogations. The two main pieces of this puzzle had been left in the dark, and the fresh-faced grandparents that were younger than Wade reacted as well as he predicted when Nate finally broke the news.

“You’re kidding,” Scott said, raising his finger triumphantly, like it had just occurred to him.

“I’m not kidding,” Nathan said. His hand reached out and ran along the back of James’s head. He looked unbearably fond. That hand dropped to Wade’s leg, stopping at his knee. He rubbed it a few times. “I impregnated Wade during one of his heats, which resulted in a baby.”

“Thank you, Nate, that was the least awkward way you could’ve put that. I’m actually proud of you, because I don’t even have to try to follow that up,” Wade said, then added helpfully, “Logan named him.”

“His name is James. Jimmy.”

“James. It’s James,” Wade insisted. “I have never once offered my approval for any of you to call him Jimmy. As his mother, I am insulted.”

Nathan kept rubbing his knee.

“He’s kidding,” Scott repeated. This was directed towards Jean Grey, who sat stoically at Scott’s side.

“They’re not kidding,” she said. “I read Cable—Nathan’s mind. What you allowed me to read, anyway.”

“I have nothing to hide,” Nathan replied.

“Don’t worry, he probably only hid all the times I fucked him.” There was a definite pause at that. “Did I say that out loud again?”

He covered James’s ears, which only succeeded in making him fuss harder.

“Think he’s hungry,” Wade muttered. “Sweetheart, I told you we should’ve waited.”

“And then he would need his nap. And then you’d be too tired for the hour drive.”

“You can teleport!” Wade hissed.

James’s expression indicated he was approximately five seconds from fully losing it. Wade handed him to Nathan and reached for his shirt.

“I like driving,” Nathan said with a shrug, staring down at their baby with a small smile.

“God, you’re the worst, Nate. Never have I ever known anyone in this universe or the next that enjoys a drive through fucking New York.”

Out of the corner of his eye Wade could see a few of the X-Thems scurry out of view when he went to lift his shirt hem. Scott sputtered, and Jean blinked, but nobody stopped him when he grabbed James from Nate and started nursing James without preamble. Usually he would give an amble, but frankly, it was worth the look on Scotty’s face.

“Do you have to do that now?” Scott asked.

“Sorry, was I supposed to give a fuck about your sensibilities? My precious baby boy—and your grandson bee-tee-dubs, if that wasn’t clear—is hungry,” Wade said with about as much kindness as he thought was warranted. Jean’s lip quirked, and Nathan’s did the same, and he could really see the resemblance, wow.

“They’re not kidding,” Scott said slowly. He buried his head in his hands. “Oh, God, you’re not kidding.”

“His full name is James Wilson-Summers,” Nathan added, even more helpfully.

Wade grinned and waved one of James’s hands. “Welcome to the family, Scotty!”

[postsforposting]

"Tomorrow"

Cable threatens to put a knife in Wade's dick when Wade hugs him.

As every Wolverine knows, Wade enjoys being knifed. And forked. Especially in the dick.

Cable's flirting, offering to fuck him (up), but Wade declines to go through with it.

Cable didn't leave Wade (contrary to comics canon, for once). He wanted to stay. Even if he wouldn't admit it.

Wade isn't shy and doesn't have cold feet. I think it's a rain check, a promise, for Tomorrow:

I love ya, tomorrow, You're always, a day away

Cable's not now, he's tomorrow. He's the sun--and Scott's son--that comes out tomorrow. Assholes of all kinds get him going; Wade promises to pound him like a mating drum.

Wade is Batman, the Night to Cable's day. Wade needed to clear out the sorrow--wait for the gray rainy day to pass, ie fix the loss of Cable's family--before there can be a better Tomorrow.

DP2 is a family film: everyone gets their family back. In turning back time, Wade gives up Tomorrow: literally, giving up his life to save Russell; metaphorically, to save Vanessa by literally giving up Cable. He does it to put things right for everyone else, regardless of the cost to himself. He gives up his own future and family to fix everyone else's, not because he needs it but because they do. It's a reference to comics Cable, who gives up his own life to turn back time and change the past for a better future. Like Wade does for Russell to change the future. Like comics Wade constantly pushes people away because he doesn't want to endanger friends or family. Like movie Wade did in pushing Vanessa away after becoming Deadpool.

Wade knows he matters, that's why he pushes to save Russell, it's why he gives up Cable. But in order to "matter" in that way, his own wants have to not matter at all. He knows he's a hero, that he matters; but what he actually wants is to matter that much to someone else: be saved back. Cable did that for Wade, and so did Logan. Even if they never said as much: don't ask, don't tell is a main theme of the Cable&Deapool comics.

Lack of acknowledgement never made anyone less queer. For two people who say they don’t need each other, they keep making a lot of stupid sacrifices for each other. There's always a pretext, a subtext, they never just COME OUT and SAY IT.

Definitionally, that acknowledges there's more than meets the eye. You just gotta look at it askance....queer-eyed...to see what's really going on.

Cable's the sun; Logan is Wade's anchor, his other (co)star, a different sun. In the future, they hook up with Cable. It's not a competition, it's a triumvirate, but that sure won't keep them from pounding each other. All's fair in love and war, yeah?

Wade and Logan are forever. When you're forever, every Tomorrow is yours to take advantage of.

[farmhandler]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Pairing: Cable/Deadpool/Wolverine

Length: 13k

Chapters: 3

Excerpt:

Up to this point, one miscalculation Logan had made was assuming the kid wasn’t actually a mutant. He hadn’t believed Wade about James being in his head. That was too powerful for an unborn baby, no matter how super. Logan didn’t think anything of the can of beer that floated across the aisle until he snatched it out of the air without thinking and froze. “Mutant super baby,” Logan whispered. “Shit.”

A/N: If you don't sub to me on ao3, I've thrown up the rest of my rarepair baby fic 😊 it's omegaverse, so mind the tags

[quakey-writes]

Logan is just trying to live his life, do some jobs, and coexist with his two new roommates. However, Wade and Nate are behaving weirdly and only getting weirder. Is there something Logan's missing?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rated T silliness with flirting. Logan is incredibly oblivious.

[bougiebutchbinch]

my mind is consumed by Logan looking Nate (the grizzled 60-something silverfox) up and down, then looking himself (well over 200 years old but pretty damn fine for his age) up and down, then looking at Wade like 'you really have a thing for older men, huh?'

to which Wade huffily crosses his arms and protests: ackshully, thanks to time-traveller shenanigans, Nate hasn't been born yet! He's technically under one years old! Therefore, Wade isn't grave-robbing, he's cradle-robbing!!

cue a pause for all of two seconds before Wade worriedly turns to Nate and Logan and asks 'wait, am I the problematic one here???'

[robbinghisdick]

So many people liking that "Please talk to me about cablepool/poolverine" post but no one talking to me about cablepoolverine :(