#well good luck bable

[iloveeverystuff]

Nvm tummy buller is working thanks for caring grrrr 🙄

[funeral-clown]

beth i diagnose you with baby syndrome ok anyway here’s part two of the trifecta aka cablepool

Nathan Summers was the most powerful telepath alive. He was more powerful than his mother. He was more powerful than her mentor. He could reach every mind on Earth at once. 

Every mind except one.

Wade Wilson.

Deadpool.

The one person he wanted desperately to trust the most, yet also seemingly the least trustworthy man alive. He was insane, truly insane, and his mind was a beautiful fractured thing. Nathan couldn’t touch it without cutting himself on stray shards of broken psyche. Wade was an enigma. Seemingly transparent, yet always a surprise.

Nate loved him. Did everything in his power to help him, in his own quiet behind the scenes way. Nothing about Wade was quiet or behind the scenes. Nathan appreciated that about him.

But sometimes he had to ask himself how much of it was real.

Wade flirted, yes, but Cable had once seen him flirting with a headless, armless statue, then crying when said statue gave him the cold shoulder. He was warm and convivial, but he shot people in the head convivially. He broke into his apartment regularly, despite Cable happily offering to provide his own on Providence, and he had the habits of a half feral cat. He would slink in at all hours, covered in blood and smelling terrible but still nuzzling himself under Nathan’s considerably large shoulders and practically purring. He kept odd hours.

Nate didn’t always know where he went, what he did, what he ate, but Wade had a habit of coming back after you’ve fed him once.

In a way, Wade reminded him of home. Not the mansion, not Providence, not even Greymalkin, but the war torn world he grew up in. The ravaged hellscape he learned to walk and talk and love in. It had no shortage of scars, of sick, of twisted minds. Wade was a walking talking reminder of the inevitable, if Cable ever lost sight of his mission.

But aside from all that, there was a man. Underneath everything, there was a funny, kind man, with a sense of right and wrong, who loved food and kids and  dressing up and watching Golden Girls marathons. And Nate loved that man. And Wade said he loved him, too. And he believed him. He really did believe him.

But he couldn’t be sure. No one on Earth could lie to him, except for one man.

Wade Wilson.

Deadpool.

He tried not to let that sting. He tried not to let it show. Wade, in his own way, deserved better than that. No matter what anyone said. He just wished he could be sure.

Apparently, despite his best efforts, Wade caught on.

He was at the large communal breakfast with his people, laughing, smiling, watching the children play. He was content, until he heard the noise of the teleporter belt. A heavy weight draped itself across his lap, and he looked at a familiar red masked grin.

“Did you miss me?”

Nate snorted, a fond smile teasing at the edge of his mouth.

“Why, Wade? Were you gone?”

The theatrical shocked gasp made him want to laugh and bury his face in his neck, but they were in public.

“Why, Priscilla! Was that a joke? I’m rubbing off on you! In more ways than one!”

Wade waggled his non-existent eyebrows and stroked Cable’s TO arm.

With a roll of his eyes, he adjusted his body to better support his companion while still allowing himself to eat. Wade pouted before digging into Nate’s plate of fruit.

“Aaaannnyway, Natey-baby, I come here on a specific mission.”

He grunted an acknowledgement.

“Very sexy caveman. But we have a problem, Cable.”

He froze, staring concerned into his eyes. Well, his eye holes. Wade broke into a grin, bottom half of his face exposed.

“Youuuuu don’t trust me!”

Cable blinked, pushing down his slight guilt.

“Wade,” he said softly, “I don’t know how you got that idea, but-”

“Shush your handsome mouth, you emotionally repressed beefcake.”

He snorted.

“OBVIOUSLY you trust me in battle. You know I’ve got your sexy backside covered. I meant emotionally!” He drug out the last word, making an arch with his hands. Some kind of joke, no doubt. “It’s not a surprise, Nate. You’re the world’s biggest control freak, and I’m the world’s biggest wild card. There was bound to be some issues. And don’t get me wrong, if Bea Arthur’s ghost looked my way, I’d leave you in a heartbeat. For at LEAST a month. BUT! That hasn’t happened yet, so for now I’m all yours.”

“You don’t have t-”

“Shushushushushushushushushhhh!” A gloved finger pressed hard against his mouth, contorting his lips. “I don’t blame you, lover! But!” He flipped open one of his many pouches. He pulled out a glowing container, twirling it in his hand theatrically. “Thanks to our good mutual friend, Doctor Strange-”

“You stole something from Strange?”

“I was GIFTED something from Strange! And not something! THIS, my overstuffed burrito of love, is a truth potion.”

Cable’s eyebrows creased.

“Do you want me to drink it?”

Wade snorted.

“No, dummy.” He flicked the cap off. “I’m gonna drink it.”

And with that, he tossed his head back and swallowed it down. Nate tensed, eyes scanning him for any adverse affects. Wade grinned lazily.

“Hey, there, blue eyes,” he crooned, “Were you worried about me?”

“You know I was,” he muttered tersely.

“Awwwwwwwww, Bable, that’s why I love you. I’m literally indestructible, and you still worry a silly old magical potion is gonna treat me bad.”

Nate’s shoulders relaxed.

“Wade-”

“That,” he continued cheerfully, “And your enormous dick.”

Nate choked.

“I mean. Talk about proportionate. I know you didn’t get THAT from your dad, me and Wolvie have been talking-”

“Oh my god,” he whispered, head starting to hurt.

“But baby, wait, that’s only one of the reasons I love you! I also love you for your stupidly naive plan that’s going to get you killed! I love that you think it’s going to work! I love your hope. And your hands. Just. Great hands. Can your TO hand vibrate? That’s irrelevant. But only sort of. I gotta say, I was disappointed that you didn’t have more metal on your, uh, ROD, if you know what I mean-”

“Wade.”

“I’m just saying, the writers are cowards for not going all out!”

“Wade!”

“Oh, right, I’m talking about your dick again. I really love your dick. And your everything. I even love that you’re a bossy jackass! ESPECIALLY in bed. Like. Yeah.”

Nathan’s eyes shut as his face burned red. Wade’s voice had a way of carrying, and several dozen people who had chosen to breakfast there were all staring. Their expressions ranged from shocked to amused.

“Wade there are CHILDREN-”

“That reminds me, it’s not weird that I want to call you daddy like burning, right? Especially considering my relationship with my father, and-” Wade’s own hand shot up, covering his own mouth.

He laughed, tense, before letting go.

“Right. Yes. Small children. Anyway! What I’m trying to say is, I don’t care if you can read my mind or not. I love you. Emotionally. And mentally. Ha, get it, because I’m cra-”

Nate cut him off with a kiss, chest warm with an unfurling emotion.

“Wade,” he whispered, “Thank you. Really. I love you, too. Emotionally.”

“And physically?” Wade shimmied suggestively.

“And physically,” he laughed.

“And I can call you daddy?”

“Why not.”

“And I get exclusive rights to your enormous pe-”

“Wade.”

“Personality, jeez, Nate, get your head out of the gutter!”

Nathan shook his head, grinning. The entire cafeteria was chuckling and avoiding eye contact, and his own face was burning, and he was in love with the man on his lap, and that man loved him. Enough to ask Stephen Strange for help proving it. 

“Wade,” he whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too, big guy. I would even love you without the huge dick, because I love you that much.”

“Thank you. That means a lot.”

“But please don’t get rid of it anytime soon, I would miss it.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Ok. Good.” With a loud smack to the cheek and a not-so-subtle grab at the last of his breakfast, Wade got up and started to click through his phone.

“What are you doing.”

“I’ve got to buy enough glow sticks to refill this jar and put it back before Strange notices it’s missing. See ya soon, lover-boy,”

Nathan laughed.

“Good luck, handsome.”

Wade blew him a kiss, winked, and vanished.

Face still pink, Nate went back to his breakfast.

[kaiju-z]

Seon Adventures - Episode 3, “Party’s Pursuit”

This time a recap with art! Following the swift battle in the cave from episode two, the party had returned back to town to recuperate, stock up on supplies and acquire transport South-Westward. And not necessarily in that particular order.

The party split up early on with Burk deciding to stay out of town for a good 20 minutes, for his own reasons, eating a beef ball that Belli had offered him in the meantime of his stay outside.

The rest soon seperated by accident, in the Market corner, or should I say, Market center. Shenanigans ensue as Mournimar goes in hot pursuit of a wandering Belli and the two have a comedic hugging out, with tears aplenty.

All the while, Luck and Amelia get down to business in the potions shop.  “Peppery Pete’s Pile of Potions”, run by an eccentric and crazy eyed gnome of the same name. Comedic conversation ensues as Luck learns of the potions, from the basic health potions to Peter’s own concoctions.:

A green potion, called “Bable’s tiple”, which allows it’s user to speak 3 seperate languages they don’t know; (Luck bought that one, alongside 3 medium restoration potions and 2 minor ones);

A Hot pink Potion for bedroom enhancements (Luck took the potion as litterally helping people get sleep and will probably buy one next time, lol);

A Milky potion, which gave it’s drinker feathers;

Bright Neon Orange one, allowing someone to grow a beard (suggested by Peter, seeing as Luck’s got a baby smooth face);

A potion dubbed “Wizard’s Folly”, which enhances wisdom and intelligence (SERIOUSLY SHOULD HAVE BOUGHT THAT ONE. Luck and MarMar are 8 Wisdom each with a -1 modifier)

And last, but not least. A black potion. It was cola. One day he will get a chance to have it. One daaay!

Before leaving, Luck asked about “The Traveling Gentlemen” and was pointed to the city of Victrum. Something that soured the young fighter’s day, but gave him hope, in a way.

OH! Way before they got to the shop, Amelia got “Art Thou Nasty” pants. A lot of laughs were had.

The party reconvened in the center of the market, after Burk had gone to the local Temple and asked about the afterlife (he was not amused by the answer he got, regarding which deity supported revenge.)

Once together, the party collected a monetary prize from the captain of the guard for their recent freelancer work of taking otu the local cultists. Belli gave the captain a hug. She knows all the guards. Belli is so pure. We stan (1) funky Half-Orc Bard.

After this, the party returned to the tavern from the first session and they each got a room and slept to varying results. Belli had annoyed Burk by playing well into midnight on her kazoo and the two got in a tug of war over it. Burk accidentally broke it 8( (don’t worry, there may be hope for it yet!)

Burk and Amelia switched rooms after this incident.

The following day, thanks to a tip from one of the guards, the party got a carriage with two war horses on a low price (Luck failed to persuade to lower the price by reminding the man at the stables that they saved his sister-in-law). and they took off with their new horses, Kevin and Killiyon.

First day was uneventful, on the second they reached a body of water and had a short beach episode, weirding out local fishermen. Day 3 Belli got tricked into bying a fake magic ring from the daughter of a farmer (even after Mournimar did a Arcana check on the ring, so apparently the daughter has magic, herself), who she now has a crush on. (SHE WILL MAKE A HONEST WOMAN OUT OF HER, ONE DAY!) And late, on the 4th day, the party reached Victrum.

Carriage in the stables, the 5 of them went to the fun tavern (one of four pointed to them by the local guards) “The Merry Flutist”. An tavern with live music!

Belli, Burk and Amelia stayed there and did their own thing, while Luck left in a hurry, not finding anyone familiar to him there. Mournimar followed him to the Adventuers and Warriors’ tavern, “The Silver Hammer Inn”. Where if you tell a good adventuring story, you get free drinks.

Belli and Amelia flirted with the half-elven bartender named “Nelatha”, who becomes suspicious of Belli as she is familiar with Belli’s parents, who went “missing”.

Belli went on to perform on stage. Burk looked for a tiefling bard, to no aveil and Amelia scored fun times with Nelatha.

All the while Mournimar and Luck met the bartender of the Adventurers’ tavern and got into his good graces via the story of their recent adventure. The Half-Orc Gorruk poured the boys a drink of their choice. Mournimar flirted with Gorruck. (THERE WAS SO MUCH FLIRTING THIS EPISODE AND I LIVE FOR THIS).

Then, after Luck had a swig of his whiskey, he asked about the party “The Traveling Gentlemen”. Gorruck told him of their recent activity, heading South-West towards Menun, going after “The Forestheart Bretheren”, whom Gorruck refers to as a bunch of “hippies”. Rangers and Druids.

Luck finished his drink by that point, gave a piece of platinum and left.

Mournimar learned from Gorruck a bit more. That one of them was now able to fly. Also learned of a prison near a swampland, before leaving to look for Luck.

Not able to find him. Poor Mournimar is like that one parent that needs to put leashes on their kids/party members.

He goes to the tavern, where the others were.

Burk had gone to the stables, after having eaten a good meal. Amelia flirted with Nelatha and Belli did a kickass stagedive with a Magehand landing.

Gathering the girls, and riding on Belli’s shoulders, the trio go to find Luck, leaning against a wall, brooding. Luck manages to bluff his way out of explaining his reason for storming out after he learned about the Traveling Gentlemen and the party returns to the tavern.

Burk gets some brewing supplies and makes some good alcohol (I think it was ale, though he wanted to make moonshine).

The girls and Mournimar sleep in the tavern, while Burk sleeps in hay in the stables. Luck covers him with his jacket, before falling asleep in the carriage, after writing an update in his journal.

The following day, Belli gets a new kazoo, Amelia tanks a hangover and gets to spend some GoodTimes >;) with Nelatha.

While this is going on, Mournimar visits Gorruck again and learns more about the Traveling Gentlemen.

They had recently lost a member.

There was no combat, this session. But a lot of good character building moments for the party, relationships and party dynamic developing well and revealing places to grow. It was the best. I suspect next episode we’ll compensate for the lack of battle.

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[andy-deer]

I cant stop finding extremely relatable that you banned those precise words.

Its the same old same old, people is obsesed with "utility" "income" and have these goals and stupid achievement they dont stop to bable about and push into your brain. House? car? Childs? tomorrow? dont you want things?

Without understanding what a lack of motivation due to issues, illness or depression is. With no self check about what they did experience and now consider to be the norm, with no regard if you are or not in that same state. "By your age yada yada yada" "Other guys like you yada yada yada" "Look at your friends they yada yada yada"

So damn boring, these people anoy me. They dont understand a thing yet they talk.

Good luck with that brother, and patience

Ah yes ye ol shared trauma by capitalism and fathers

Gl to u too

Ban them as well if you find that they're hurting u