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[xmarksthescott]

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Wade turned around to look at Scott, arching an eyebrow. “Well not you, clearly; and not what’s-her-face either. Can’t be Logan because he don’t like me much, and I don’t think he’s here… Can’t be the Professor because he doesn’t like me much either… Actually, funny story. I found an extra copy of the invitation in the dumpster, and I thought to myself ‘I know that guy! Maybe I should go see him becoming a man!’ So that happened, and here I am.” He nodded after going on the tangent. “So here I am, offering champagne to your guests because I saved this wedding by admitting that the groom’s bride is a whore. No offence.” 

“Offense taken, Wilson.” He said and shot him another glare. “I honestly have no clue how that brain of yours works if you thought any of this would go over well?!” He exclaimed, letting the annoyance in his tone be very clear.

[luke-volkov]

|| Wade & Luke

Luke was almost vibrating with energy, he thought Fury would just shoot his request of going on a dangerous mission as far away as possible, down and then he'd have to stay at this place and fight off his thoughts about his chat with Maria but that wasn't the case, Fury agreed and even let him pick a partner and while he hadn't been all that pleased about the Agent picking Deadpool he ended up agreeing. He called Wade right away and delivered the news like it was a christmas present before going back to his room to start preparing for their mission

Putting on his S.H.I.E.L.D suit but keeping the utility belt and weapons in a bag he took his jacket putting it on as he walked with purpose (because he never ran unless necessary) towards the hangar, the pilot was already prepping the jet and Luke leaned against the side of it disassembling and reassembling his 'strike one' engraved in red letters with his nickname.

[fast-faster-fastest-blog]

Have a Nice Trip! || Tommy&Wade

By the end of the third day Tommy was unpacked. Well, he supposed that he could have completed that task within minutes of his initial arrival, given that all he had brought - all that he had to bring - was a crappy backpack full of crappy clothing. Whatever. Point was: it was the end of the third day, and Tommy still hadn't cased out the campus. 

Eh. It's not like it would take more than a few seconds anyway. Tommy stepped out of his dorm - roomy, far larger than anywhere he had stayed in a long time - and deliberated locking the door behind him. On the one hand, he repeated, the venture wouldn't take more than a few seconds. But on the other hand he had seen some of his classmates: not exactly the most trustworthy sort. Not that Tommy could rightfully judge about that.

Taking off down the hallway, Tommy headed first for the school building, thinking that there was where he would be spending most of his time - after the gym and the outdoor training areas, of course. He was moving just slow enough that he would still be capable of taking in his surroundings, but still too fast for one to spot with the naked eye, focusing or not. Papers flew from students' hands in his wake, their hair whipped about by the sudden, seemingly from nowhere breeze.

Like this, Tommy felt invincible, all but invisible. It felt like flying, and Tommy would take this freedom over that any day.

Rounding a corner, against all odds, Tommy's foot caught on something. Unable to reclaim his balance in time, he had just enough air to utter a startled  shout before he was sent face first into the tiles.

"What the-" he grouched, wiping a trickle of blood from his now split lip. The perimeter of his body was dented into the flooring, cracks like spiderwebs outlining his fumble. It was a mistake, it had to be. Pushing himself up onto his elbows, Tommy rolled over just enough to catch sight of what - or rather who - had caught him off guard. It had to have been a fluke, no one could have seen him coming at that speed. But the look on the guy's face was knowing, amused even.

A familiar cold tendril of anger began to coil in Tommy's gut.

[xmarksthescott]

[marriage meme bc i'm 90% sure this is you] Wade burst into the ceremony, dressed in a ringmaster's outfit. He gave a smirk and sauntered up to the bride and groom at the alter, slinging his arm around the their necks with a large grin. "You know, this is a beautiful wedding, but it's a shame that the poor groom's bride," He looked at Scott. "Is a whore." He looked to the bride. "Well I saved this wedding, so how about a toast?" He asked, turning around to the crowd. "Let's pour the champagne!"

Scott narrowed his eyes at Wade and of looks could kill...wade still wouldn't be dead because he's like that cockroach you can't kill. "Who the hell invited you, Wilson??"

[fast-faster-fastest-blog]

Yo speeds, how's the fast life? Having fun? Love ya, DP

Can’t complain now. Get back to me in a couple days, I’m sure I’ll find something.