#c. Nathan

[traegics]

( Nathan & Lucas ) nauseous, sender is drunk, and while receiver is attempting to help them, ends up throwing up all over receiver's shoes. ( loool sorry luke )

He was dead weight, grunt leaving Lucas's lips as he readjusted his ridiculously tall and lanky cousin, damn near dragging him into his room. "You owe me big time for this, asshole," Lucas groaned as he moved to toss Nate onto his bed just before his inner contents were spilled all over the floor and Luke's brand new sneakers and an exasperated growl left his chest, quickly kicking the shoes from his feet. "Jesus fucking christ, these were brand new, you fuckin lightweight."

@fragmcntedsouls

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"Lies," Lucas retorted. "You just said it made my eyes pop not even a minute ago, dude, no take backs." Hazel hues followed his cousin's gaze, shrugging slightly as he watched Billie and Gertrude dancing, an amused grin toying at his lips. "Don't see a problem unless Billie starts screaming. She'll be aight, tough cookie that one is."

“Nah, the jumpsuit makes you look puffy” Nate grinned, holding out the lifted bottle of champagne towards his cousin; before eyes trailed off towards a dancing Gertrude with Billie. "Isn't leaving grandma to dance with a banshee, kind of like letting her dance with the grim reaper?"

[adam-trademark]

My 10 Favorite Films Without Naming Them

Thank you for tagging me, @perfectlyscentedturtle-7!

[dinogoofymutated]

SFW!Cable/GN!reader - Pt 2.

@gildedjerk YOU DID THIS TO ME. I was supposed to finish my homework an hour ago but I wrote this instead. I literally haven't written a part 2 to anything this quickly ever. what is happening to me

Read pt 1 here :)

TWS: Angst with happy ending. Falling buildings, minor depictions of death, timeliness bullshit, big man cries and we smooch him. Possibly part 3 if the mood takes me

 For the first time in a long while, Nathan is panicking. Buildings in the city are crumbling around him, sentinels closing in around every street corner- and he can't find you. He calls out your name, and you don't respond. He reaches for you, searching for your mind with the telepathic ability he can spare- and he can't feel you. 

    He can't feel you.

    For the first time, he's more struck with the absence of your running mind than he had ever been annoyed by it.

    He should have gone with you. He never should have let you split away from him. The two of you were a duo. No matter how much grief you gave him when you first started to tag along, he couldn’t imagine life without you. He refused to. Cable narrowly dodges a falling fire escape, and he knows he’s running out of time. He calls for you, again, and again- and there’s no response. He can’t let this happen. He won’t. 

    Cable bolts down the street as the smoke billows and the world crumbles. The device on his wrist beeps, and his blood runs cold when he realizes it’s a warning. Still- he perseveres. He follows the psychic echo you left behind, rounding every corner he can, staying on your scent like a bloodhound. He wouldn’t leave without you. Not again. 

    He’s getting closer, he can feel it- but his fear only grows, knowing that you were so close, and yet he can’t feel you. He can’t find that beautiful mind of yours.  He can’t find your memories. Your nervousness. Your running mind. He can’t feel that love he was so afraid of anymore- and he is so scared for an entirely different reason than before. 

    He follows your trail through a warehouse, weaving in-between the machinery as he hears the distinct sound of a sentinel, but he’s horrified when he realizes it’s not coming towards him. Towards you. It’s walking away. Cable exits the warehouse, and on the other side, he finds… nothing. 

    Cable finds rubble. The building in front of him is rubble. He hears the shrieking of metal as the building on his left begins to fall, but he’s preoccupied. A beeping is heard, but it doesn’t come from him. It sounds again and again. Never stopping. 

    Cable sees the blue light from underneath the rubble, and he finds a device identical to his own. It’s still attached to your arm, but you are not there. Your mind is not there.

     The building to his left finally gives in to the weight and falls. 

    A stabbing influx of… something, strikes Cable’s forehead, and he wakes up in a cold sweat, lying on the cot in the safehouse. His body is disoriented, his mind chilled with something more than just horror. Cable realizes that it wasn’t a dream, It was a vision. It was the future. A future. 

    It was real. It felt so real. He’s not entirely sure it hadn’t happened. Cable sits up frantically, looking towards your cot to find you. But you’re not there. His mind is still addled by the influx of information, powers mixed and scatterbrained, unable to find and feel. The one thing it still seems able to do is keep the virus at bay. He’s stumbling as he stands. Cable slams the bedroom door open, that cold horror all he can think of as his mind cannot find you in its haze.

    He moves through the house like a storm cloud, opening every door, searching for you in the same meticulous manner he uses to search the house for threats.

    You find him before he finds you. Having heard the commotion, you exited the kitchen, stepping into the hallway halfway wondering if there had been a breach in the security. 

    “Nate?” The footsteps stop abruptly when you call out for him, only to pick up the pace a second later. Cable looks absolutely furious when he exits a spare room, storming over to you in a manner that almost makes you afraid he’s going to yell at you.

    But he doesn't. The moment Nathan reaches you, he takes hold of your face, and he kisses you like he’d never get the chance to kiss you again. It’s desperate, almost forceful- but after a moment of confusion, you kiss him back. His hold is all-consuming, presenting his love and care for you out of urgency, and necessity. Nathan only pulls away when his thoughts pull back together. He looks at you in shock, like he himself hadn’t expected the kiss to happen. He looks worried. Scared. You pull him down by his collar to kiss him again- if only to wipe those emotions clean from his face. Tears are running down his face, but he can’t bring himself to pull away from you like he had so many times before.

    He kisses you again, and again, hoisting you up into his arms when his back starts to hurt from bending down to reach your height. Nathan sets you on the kitchen counter, finally pulling away from you- and he begins to sob.

    However afraid he was to fully experience the love you had for him- the fear of losing you without showing you his love had triumphed it all. You hold him close as he sobs into your shirt, wrapping him in your love. You don’t know what started this. What set him on this path when yesterday was spent the same as any other day for the two of you- dancing around each other. Leaving the ties blurry. Leaving your love unclear, choosing not to tread through the rapid waters just yet. -but what did that matter anyway, when he had kissed you with such intense emotion? You’re concerned for him. You’re worried for him. You love him. You love him. You love him. Nathan wants to bury his mind so deep within your thoughts, like a warm blanket that kept all of his self-made fears of intimacy at bay. That made them disappear.

    Nathan doesn’t want to show you what he had seen. What someone had made him see. He doesn’t want you to experience the fear, the pain. Despite all of his confusion, his pain, what he did know was that he was never going to let that happen. He didn’t care what timeline he had to tear apart, what plan for the future he had to ruin. He had lost so much in life, but he wasn’t going to lose you. Not again. Not ever.

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"Stop! You're making me even more curious about it," Ellie nudged him with her shoulder and chuckled, feeling her cheeks turn reddish after the wink. The blonde followed Nathan into the building and to the elevator. "Okay, Mr. Mistery," She joked. "No one warned me that you liked to be mysterious and make people curious."

"Oh your hopes should be high," Nathan winked before leading her around a corner. They got to a building soon enough, and he opened the door for her, ushering her inside, and up to an elevator.

"Almost there, promise."

[fatyaoi]

hello lgbt community

[webonchin]

Thinking about Tv Girl coded Cablepool and the divorce arc

GUESS WHO'S BACK AT IT!!!

When the hyperfixation is hitting the brain hard once again, can't escape them ,never think I will

(pd this is not a end of the year kind of stuff is more of a starting the year kind of stuff ,you get me)

[captainsavre]

✦ CASKETT APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 ✦ ⤷ Day Six: Caskett + Favorite Dynamic - This Immediate Family

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[morweneledhwen]

Framed photos from the props department of Tibetan Sea Flower.

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Amused laughter rose in the vampires chest as he moved closer to the other male, lowering himself beside him on the ground before handing over a beer and setting the rest down, his own bottle popped open with ease. “No, but the paperwork is actually dreadful,” Xavier countered. “And I needed to take a break and get some air. Plus drinking alone isn’t exactly enjoyable.”

Turning to face Xavier with little but amusement upon his features, Nathan quipped "is business really that bad that you're having to bribe clientele?" Not before having plucked a beer from the others grasp however. "Never said I was against it."

[colourfulmes]

Silly guy gonna roll a die

Bonus:

[lgbtqreads]

Fave Five: Queer Literary Fiction about Grief and Mourning

Mostly Dead Things by Kristen Arnett Dead in Long Beach, California by Venita Blackburn You Made a Fool of Death With Your Beauty by Akwaeke Emezi Some Hell by Patrick Nathan Broughtupsy by Christina Cooke Bonus: Coming next month, Model Home by Rivers Solomon

[cffallensouls]

"Oh but you're so much more fun to haunt, Kenner," Lorelai quipped, amusement very much evident against soft features as she gave a shake of her head. "Besides, I heard there was a party and you know how much I love to party. Especially if you're there for me to annoy the entire time."

The familiar voice caused for Nathan to hesitate, but he wasn't going to let Rory peak beneath the façade that he had worked literal years on to master. "Didn't you have anybody better to haunt?" His quip came paired with a grin and despite the onslaught of fallen faces returning, that didn't make it any less weird each time it did happen.

[bonk9999]

My boy, the epic chili of destiny!!🌶⚾️🧢🔥

(I know is not his bday but i just wanted to draw him)

[m3gahet]

Consider, if requests are still open, Nathan, Pickles or anyone of your choice really in one of these

These fits felt fitting for their hometowns

Stop giving me options I can’t be trusted