it's deadpool $!%#@

yo!

adamantiumsoldier:

_{[ it was pretty obvious that he did want to go back to sleep but can’t this idiot not see he can’t because of a certain pain in the ass is distracting him from doing so. ] “But I obviously can’t do tha’—- Hey!” [ wade just gets into his room anyways, making him just slam the door so hard that it produces a crack. someone got him in a mood and this someone’s name starts with a ‘W’. ]}

_{[ a pillow full of bats is the extra pillow this piece of shit is going to get for all he knew. ] “Yeah. She did. An’ the invitation specifically stated to not invite ya.” [ he gets on the other side of the bed, throwing the extra pillow over at Wade’s face. he was too tired to kick him out of the room. It’s one in the morning for fuck’s sake. he then pushes Wade off his bed without hesitation. ] “If yer sleepin’ over, ya have to sleep on the floor. Tha’s the rule.”}

“Did it really say that?”

   Wow.. that hurt more than he expected. It was something Wade knew he should be used to at that point, but still. There’d always been that hope that maybe they all did secretly like him. He was far too distracted by the idea of it all that he barely caught the pillow smacking him in the face and couldn’t stop himself from falling off the edge of the bed with a loud huff.

“What? We’re not staying up and gossiping? Or doing each other’s hair? I could paint your nails.”

(Source: deadlalapoolooza)