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all the spider-man n wolverine crossover comics are so good and there's nothing about them anywhere. guys. literally they found each other in every time period and lived each other's traumas

I love the idea of a reverse Spideypool, and I usually picture that situation with Assassin Spider and Zenpool, because they are already comic book versions that could be used in this scenario.

Zenpool is Wade with better self-esteem, more self-centered, he's not morally gray, he's a hero, he doesn't kill, he uses martial arts, that kind of thing.

Assassin Spider is when Peter gives up being a hero on a mission with Wolverine that went wrong, and he accidentally kills someone. He becomes morally grey and His attire has changed, because he is equipped to kill. He no longer has any contact with his civilian life; New York is no longer his neighborhood. To keep those he loves safe, he no longer exists in their lives.

So this headcanon would be a reverse Spideypool, where the usual Spideypool already happened. After they are no longer together, years pass, they meet again and realize that their positions have changed.

The troubled, anti-heroic man isn't Wade, it's Peter. The hero that the community looks up to and who gives them hope is no longer Peter, it's Wade.

And obviously it would make them both remember conversations they had, about Peter telling Wade that being like him is easy (especially since Peter always had anger issues and held back his punches), being like him is difficult, being a hero was something Peter constantly had to strive for. While Wade expressed his desire to leave that kind of life behind and be a hero, to be among the good guys.

Because in many ways they are similar, it's fundamental choices that make the normal Spideypool the way it is, and if some things had been done differently, the reverse could exist.

And since I love a good angst, I'd say they went years without speaking, without contact, because as far as I knew, Peter was dead. It took Peter a while to recover his and Wade's memories, and then he decided to go looking for him.

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A Freedom Fragile as Spider's Silk

I have no self control. Go read the rest of chapter one on AO3 (@ghost144444 this is your damn fault).

Their first meeting was in the League. At least, Jason assumed it was. In full honesty, much of his time before and after Talia brought him in — before she had the (not so) bright idea of dipping him in the Devil’s Mountain Dew — were blurred impressions of sound and pain and touch.

And eyes. Green eyes. Brown eyes. Eyes looking down at him from places eyes reasonably shouldn’t be in.

And then there was the Devil’s Mountain Dew, and the world slammed back into Jason with technicolour fury. Now, those eyes had faces: green for Talia and for the spawn, Damian, and for the Demon’s Head, Ra’s. And the brown eyes…

The brown eyes were for Peter.

Peter, who looked nothing like the Al Ghul’s, with his soft, rounded features and big, dark eyes and guileless smile (it wasn’t guileless, Jason would learn. Wasn’t guileless at all. That was what made him oh so dangerous). Peter, who sat somewhere in the shadowy grounds between family member and servant, guard-dog of Bruce’s spawn and bickerer with Talia, and on the very rare occasion, with the Demon’s Head himself (he never escaped those moments unscathed, but the cuts and the bruises disappeared as quickly as his grudges). Peter, whose laughter could bounce off tapestried walls as easily as he crushed bones. As easily as the men and women he murdered, were they to make the mistake of thinking he and Damian easy prey.

All of these memories were mere impressions Jason could never be sure were pure, or partially fabricated. The truth was, Peter and Jason rarely interacted because Talia did not allow Jason and Damian to interact. Too unstable, he was.

All they had of those early days were fragments of time caught in between Jason’s training, and then Jason was off, trapped in the desire to wreak havoc on the lives of those who’d failed him, jumping from monster to monster to learn their trade before deciding if they were better off dead, or deserving of his mercy.

Had they even shared one conversation together? Jason didn’t think they did… But he remembered Peter all the same. His eyes. That warm laughter. The guileless smile as he punched clean through a would-be assassin’s ribcage.

The blood.

The desperate, wretched sobs after, hidden behind a door with a child’s soft murmurs.

That… that, he was sure, he was never meant to remember.