Oh Jesus. Oh that’s not good. No, no, no. Oh you’re not going to walk that one off. Oh that’s so gross.

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@ifoundyourmistake
Oh Jesus. Oh that’s not good. No, no, no. Oh you’re not going to walk that one off. Oh that’s so gross.
Like I want to ask for permission to cum but I also don’t want to be told no? But I also want to be told no?
anyone ever: It's getting hot in here.
my brain: ......so take off all your clothes ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)
me: wtf why??? still? what year is it??????
I work better alone too.
Cable and Deadpool #18
remember when we had to get out of bed to get on the internet
Any kind of crisis can be good. It wakes you up.
New Deadpool 2 poster
Aries:Are you happy with everything you’ve got now? Have you finally come to peace with your past and your demons? Even if we can’t be in each others lives anymore, I am still rooting for you from the sidelines. I will always care. Just know someone out there is so very proud of you. Taurus: Stop going to everyone who will only destroy and hurt you more. I know it hurts, but pain exists for a reason. I won’t say you could know joy without knowing pain, but the magical moments wouldn’t be so magical without all the backstory. Learn how to accept it and not fight the emotional storm inside of you. It is your biggest strength. Gemini:Stop trying to kill yourself in the most slow painful ways possible. If you stopped hiding behind excuses you could see what everyone else sees, and the amazement in their eyes when you talk. We all just want you to be okay, even if your okay is hurting. Even if your okay is different than ours. I’m not attacking you, I just want something more for you. Cancer:If these people can’t handle you, it is not your fault. It doesn't make them a bad person either. It just means they are not your people. Just means you are meant for better and greater things then what they are doing. You will have people who still see majesty in your flaws, just wait. Don’t let these shallows make you drown. There’s a whole ocean out there. You just have to hold out for tide to come in. Leo: I know there is darkness in this world so massive it feels like it is going to swallow you entirely. That nothing good could ever exist in this horror. But you are a light to so many others and we can see that. Good things can still exist. We can see your smile, even when you don’t have the strength to wear it. The days where we smile again are coming, you just have to hold on with me. Virgo: Learn to trust your friends. Because they will see your signs of destruction before you will. They will have your back. You just have to listen to them. Even if it hurts. Even if the advice feels like it’ll break you. They are just trying to keep you safe. I know it’s hard to face the truth, but they are your greatest reality check. Libra: Sometimes running away isn’t a bad thing. Escape isn’t the worst solution. Find a better environment. Find a new home. It may not solve all of your problems, but it should stop the night terrors that keep consuming you. Sometimes something new is the only way to heal. Sometimes distance is the only way to break someones grasp on your soul. Scorpio: Stop sitting on the sidelines waiting for life to happen. It’s not suppose to be this passive activity. This is not a concert, you are not in the crowd watching it all play out. Jump in head first. Do that thing that terrifies you. Do something. Because you have hands and a soul and heartbeat. You can still change this story, but you have to take the pen. Sagittarius: Don’t sacrifice your dreams for the sake of practicality. Don’t let yourself have regrets when 5 years down the road you are in way too deep to uproot yourself again. Go for whatever fuels your passion, even if it isn’t the most ‘ideal’ choice. The only thing that really matters is you. Capricorn: Recovery is a bitch. Unsteady steps will happen all the time. Some days you will fuck up. This is all part of it. Learn to forgive yourself. Learn to at least love something of yourself. If you have to love everything you hate, because at least you know what you hate. At least there is still something there. There’s still a chance. Aquarius: They did not break you. you are not broken or fragile. You are a fucking tornado. Start acting like it. You are an entire force of nature that they couldn’t even handle. Do not let them control you. Do not let these ghosts sit in your veins. You deserve more. Pisces: Do not burn those photos. You’ll miss them someday, because some day these moments won’t hurt you anymore. You’ll be able to look back and see them. You will see the smiles and know it was worth it. You’ll look back and not regret it. I promise
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Deadpool & the Mercs for Money v1 #4
Wade Wilson wearing civilian clothes over his deadpool suit is oddly satisfying to my eyes.
I think you have to let go of this idea that you can be precious about everything, and let it be the abstract mess that it is.
What the Fuck is a Meet Cute || Mike & Wade
midget7xrp:
ifoundyourmistake:
Mike couldn’t help but grin as Wade kissed his hand, and if a touch of pink touched the tips of his ears, well. He hoped no one would notice.
“And I’m gonna just have to trust you with that one, right? Seeing as half of them were literally waving out of their asses. Yeah, there were pictures. No, they didn’t hit the internet. You’re fucking welcome, seeing as you also spelled your name.” And there was too much lawyer spirit left in Mike for him to not be snarky about that.
“I love Mexican–what kind of a question is that, is there anyone who doesn’t like Mexican?” Mike didn’t agree to lunch specifically and he did so on purpose: he couldn’t actually tell how serious Wade was on that front, and he found it extremely difficult to believe that Deadpool would seriously be asking him to do anything, let alone go on a presumed date.
Old fanboy mentalities died hard.
“Probably a little bit of both,” Mike moved on to the subject of Maria. “I began my morning by being reminded not to wear both headphones in case someone sneak up on me and kill me. You know: the intern.”
“What time do you take lunch?” Wade asked, somewhat more seriously, “this is open campus right? I know this place is a lot like high school, but you get recess right, or passing period? Do I have to stop by the principal’s office to being you food?”
“Wade, enough. Business first, pleasure later.” Steve rolls his eyes but cannot hide all of the amusement, his eyes twinkling and barely keeping the smirk off his face.
The merc managed to raise the eyebrow area of his mask, like it was glued on to his face. Which works, but is really hard to peel off… Gorilla glue was probably not the best choice for that. “Oh c'mon captain goodie two shoes, I know you played hookie once or twice.”
“Wade, I went to a Catholic high school.” This however was not an outright denial of what his Canadian counterpart was implying. “Now, c'mon. If you behave maybe we won’t have to reattach your head after this meeting.”
“Oooh, Kinky, Captain.”
“How about this,” Mike began, looking back and forth between Wade and Steve as they sassed each other. “Wade, you behave for Steve and I will give you my number and we can iron out details when you all get back.” He was not at all above using as many bargaining chips as he could, not because he needed them, but because he enjoyed it.
Sort of a...dance, monkey, dance sort of deal, except this time it was way less psycho villain and way more don’t get beheaded and I’ll date you.
You look like an avocado had sex with an older, more disgusting avocado. Not gently. Like it was hate-fucking. There was something wrong with the relationship and that was the only catharsis they could find without violence.
Someone asked me what spideypool was like. I showed them this picture.
What the Fuck is a Meet Cute || Mike & Wade
midget7xrp:
ifoundyourmistake:
“Well, Maria has officially given up on trying to make me call her Director Hill as of about fifteen minutes ago, so I would declare this week a success,” Mike responded before he even looked up at Steve. The Captain was not by any means the only little shit on the premises. “Who’s Wa-heeeyyyy, holy shit,” Mike had finally turned to look up at the men standing above him, and within seconds his shocked expression laced itself with a smile.
“No, I haven’t, although now that I think about it I really should not be excited to see you. Two weeks with no sleep because Maria put me on damage control for your happy fun times not too long ago.” ‘Happy fun times’ was Mike’s blanket replacement for things like, oh, mass murder. He didn’t stand–whatever manners he’d been taught were only selectively remembered anymore–but he did hold a hand out for Wade to shake if he wanted. “Mike Ross, resident WhizKid.”
Oh it’s already begun. Steve, very quietly pleased with himself, leaves more than enough room for Wade to shake Mike’s hand. Taking the other man’s hand, leans down and actually kisses the back of Mike’s hand. “Aww, Pookie, don’t be mad… I promise they all deserved what they got…” Which was both entirely true and probably a lie. One could never tell with Wade. The merc laughed and the smirk that followed was somehow conveyed through the mask by some strange bending of the rules of physics no one ‘in universe’ really understood. “I could take you out to lunch to make up for it. How do you feel about Mexican food?” Steve internally groaned and grinned, metaphorically patting himself on the back. This was his special little chaotic gift to the universe. “Speaking of Director Hill, did she head toward her office or… We’re supposed to meet her for some sort of debriefing or beheading.”
Mike couldn’t help but grin as Wade kissed his hand, and if a touch of pink touched the tips of his ears, well. He hoped no one would notice.
“And I’m gonna just have to trust you with that one, right? Seeing as half of them were literally waving out of their asses. Yeah, there were pictures. No, they didn’t hit the internet. You’re fucking welcome, seeing as you also spelled your name.” And there was too much lawyer spirit left in Mike for him to not be snarky about that.
“I love Mexican--what kind of a question is that, is there anyone who doesn’t like Mexican?” Mike didn’t agree to lunch specifically and he did so on purpose: he couldn’t actually tell how serious Wade was on that front, and he found it extremely difficult to believe that Deadpool would seriously be asking him to do anything, let alone go on a presumed date.
Old fanboy mentalities died hard.
“Probably a little bit of both,” Mike moved on to the subject of Maria. “I began my morning by being reminded not to wear both headphones in case someone sneak up on me and kill me. You know: the intern.”