OKAY THIS IS RIDICULOUS BUT THE SYMBIOTE NOPING OUT OF THE DEADPOOL HUG WAS CUTE
friendly reminder that these two exist
And most of their conversations go like this
And deadpool probably has a tumblr
Spideypool at Halcon today. It was awesome!
needed some spideypool cos the latest couple of deadpool issues hurt me right in the corazon
Just something that goes with http://uberzers.tumblr.com/post/33006974176
I kind of made myself sad when I had Peter be a dick, so I did this to remedy it.
I haven’t written my boys in forever but Arra inspired me and I miss them so muchhh. I’m really rusty but here’s some shameless fluff.
"My everything hurts."
A few seconds of silence pass before Peter makes this whining noise again and starts to announce that really, his everything really fucking hurts. But Matt grabs his head and pulls it down on his shoulder—Peter hisses because it hurts remember—and runs his fingers through the messy brown locks. “I know,” Matt says, exasperated, “We heard.”
"I don’t know about you guys, I feel fucking great," Wade grins and sprawls out to be a little closer to the other two. Matt’s bed isn’t small, it’s big enough for the three of them and yet there always manages to be so much empty space like there’s something magnetic about their bodies that refuses to leave any space between them.
Wade is lying with his head in Matt’s lap and over Peter’s thighs, prodding at the youngest hero’s belly, mapping out the discolorations in his skin. The kid looks like shit, but hey, who is he to talk when he looks like he’s been in a fight that escalated to a warzone and back—and that’s on a daily basis. Regardless, he makes sure to affectionately tell each of them just how awful they both look donning bruises.
From inside his mouth I lick the scars.
in the woodland the leaves marking a path
and if you just rest your head, stop repeating the charge,
you’ll know that this time and turn on the locks.
'Cause where you see a wall, I see a door.
Just set up with no map and turn off your torch
'cause where you see a wall, I see a door.
You’ll get through, you’ll be home.
You’ll be home.