#( wade. )

[dreorig]

Oh wow, you just happen to be taller and broader than your mercenary boyfriend!

[ deadpool x dom male reader | nsfw under the cut | had this sitting in my drafts for a while now so uhhh forgive any mistakes :P ]

First things first. He thinks that's so hot of you.

He brags about you to everyone. Everyone. Random people, someone's he's fighting with, a friend; they all will hear about how handsome and tall Wade's boyfriend is.

Wade gets heart eyes when you both are in public and you hold his waist or hug him from behind. A subtle possessive squeeze on him will also do the job.

Wade will steal your clothes. He is 6'2, do you seriously think he'd ever have another chance to feel smaller in someone else's clothes anytime soon? Yeah, he's not losing this chance.

How many times can he ask to arm wrestle with you until you threaten to cut his vocal chords?

"So we can't get to decide what we're getting for dinner and we both want different things..." "Wade—" "There's only one way to solve this situation..." "Wade. No." "ARM WRESTLING!" "NO."

You will give him piggy backs and carry him around in bridal style either you like it or not. It's a demand.

He jumps at you randomly. First time he did that, he jumped from behind, but you didn't know that was him, so your instincts made you grab that apparently stranger and throw him across the room, making him hit a wall. Wade fell even more for you right then and there.

Wade was mesmerised. You? Desperate. So you ran towards him, already chanting an infinite amount of sorry's. "Shit. Sorry, sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to—" your apology was interrupted by the sound of Wade's laughter, which took you aback a little. Wade jumped to his feet and into your arms, this time you caught him properly. He wrapped his legs around your waist and arms around your neck, his chest still trembling with laughter. "Do you know how unbelievably hot that was? Never stop manhandling me."

Wade can reach the top shelves just fine but will ask you to grab the things instead. He just wants to enjoy his tall dog privilege.

He will always go to the gym with you if he's not busy re-killing former US presidents, slaughtering some asshole or pestering Logan. Hell, Wade loves to see your muscles flexing and your sweaty self after a good workout.

Asking you to pick him up (like this) became a part of your workout routine. He giggles and melts in your hold because he loves the fact that you pick him off the ground so effortlessly, like he's a piece of paper.

Fuck him doggy style and slap his ass with your big hands and you'll hear the loudest moan ever.

So loud you'll probably need to slip a few fingers inside his mouth to keep him shut. You don't need any neighbours hearing what's yours only.

You know what they say about big hands, eh? Wade knows it better than anyone and God, he loves the way you stretch him. Naturally he's got a high pain tolerance, so you being big and making him see things without having to use a toy is just perfect.

Doesn't mean you never use toys, tho. Fuck Wade's face and make him gag on your big cock while he has a dildo deep inside him, he'll give you the biggest puppy eyes ever as he humps on your leg.

You reminding him of your size difference never fails to make him wet. Never fucking fails. Tell him he should stand in front of you to get a better view since you're taller and he won't hide the fact that his underwear is already stained with pre-cum.

No marks such as love bites will stay on Wade's body due to his healing factor, much to his and your dislike, but eventually you found a way to claim him as yours — he's got to wear one of your shirts while you so relentlessly fuck him and even after you're done. Your scent and sweat that lingers on the fabric make Wade's head spin, often leading him to beg you to fuck him once again.

Plus wearing your clothes just feels right. The way they're always oversized on him serves to remind him of how much bigger you are. He's got a size kink, he can't help it.

"Aren't you my little bitch?" you increased your pace. "Fuck, yes, yes," he pushed his hips down, meeting your thrusts. "Did I fuck you dumb? Use your damn words," you growled in his ear. Wade's cock throbbed at that. He was indeed beginning to think you fucked him dumb, yet he replied, "Arghh— yes, shit, yes, I'm your little bitch~" "Yeah, that's right. Let me show you how a real man treats a little bitch like you," you slapped his ass so hard even your own hand burned a little. Wade came right away without even having to touch his cock this time. How many times was it now? Not that he cared, he just wanted more, more, more. You chuckled, pleased with your own work. "Look at what a slap can do to a little bitch in heat." Wade wasn't sure of what you really said, but his ears caught "little bitch in heat" and he smiled dumb, more than happy to know he was your little bitch in heat.

[sciderman]

a certain kind of compilation post 

[pathetiiic]

He’s sad. He’s confused 90% of the time. He watches trashy dating reality shows with his daughters with a secret cheat sheet because he can’t remember anything that’s happening in it. He needs better friends. He has the world’s skinniest legs.

[heavensorhells]

[xliilith]

where. this hoe's farmhouse who. @wadecalhoun

Their encounters had gone from secrets told and a demon expelled back to the Inferno, to giddy proclamations under a trickster's spell. The days had stretched from the last time they had seen each other to the precise moment that Lilith had invited herself into his home, into the safety that he had perhaps crafted for himself. The city had always been dangerous, and with the concept of war so close at hand, those dangers had simply amplified. It was enough to put a skip in the demon's step. Or rather, it had prior to this moment, to when she waltzed into the hunter's home. "Maybe you were testing me," her tone held a mocking edge, yet it lacked the usual heat behind it. "There's whispers of an impending fight. Is that what this weapon was created for?" There was another question on the tip of her tongue, yet it was held back, replaced with something that would not expose her. "Are you now worried of the information I've learned?"

[kaycebishop]

where. killjoy’s who. @wadecalhoun​

Kayce didn’t know the first thing about what to do when one entered a bar frequented by hunters. Well, not hunters like the ones that killed Bambi’s mom. There had been plenty of those kinds of bars back home. Or so it had seemed, and perhaps Kayce had been too blind to realize that those were much like the one he now entered, with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. What if this wasn’t the right place for him to show up in? What if he asked for the wrong thing, spoke to the wrong person, or got himself into a wrong spot? He tried to quiet his racing thoughts as he proceeded further, as he let his gaze wander over some of the faces that seemed to frequent the bar. Until his gaze landed on one that was all too familiar, and he damn near broke his ankle as he scrambled over to the other, “Wade, thank fuck. Thought that guy over there was going to --- wait. You’re here. In this place. For... hunters?” Spoken as if some little lightbulb sparked to life right above his head, brows raised as he started to put two and two together.

[fellfoxe]

i had extra time at the end of class today so i real quick drew wade 😎

@shiftingtm