Deadpool and Wolverine · Y/n story by @Solar

The glow of the television flickered across the cramped living room, casting dancing shadows on the walls cluttered with mismatched movie posters and a faded dartboard.

Wade Wilson

muttering to himself Ooh, Sharknado 3. Tempting. But we watched that last Tuesday. Maybe something with a little less… teeth.

The shower hissed in the bathroom down the hall, steam curling under the door. The scent of cheap body wash and something earthier—pine, maybe—drifted out.

Wade Wilson

tilts his head, raising his voice Hey, little duck! Y/n! You out here, or did the building finally swallow you whole?