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rocket-n-grooot‌:

“what’s that mean? is that another joke because i’m small and furry?!”

Wade debating giving Rocket a straightforward answer, “Yes. Definitely,” but decided that telling the truth was a lot more fun.

#c: rocket #rocket n grooot

spiider-dad‌:

“How could I not? It looks great on you, really makes your eyes pop.”

Wade flipped imaginary hair over his shoulder, “Ugh, really? Tell me more.”

#c: peter b #spiider dad

hawkiliciious‌:

“Hm? What? I can’t hear what you’re saying Wade.” Clint tapped on his hearing aid with a shit eating grin, knowing full well that it was working fine and he could also read his friend’s lips.

“Can’t use that trick on me!” Wade let out a curt laugh, followed by a crude but clearly understandable fingerspelling of the word dumbass.

#c: clint #hawkiliciious

symbrvck‌:

“We are Venom.” The symbiote replied, his tongue getting awfully close to Wade in the process.

Without thinking Wade reached out a red gloved finger and poked the large pink tongue, undulating inches away from his face, “---ew.”

#c: venom #symbrvck

redguardiian‌:

“I am not cheap Captain America ripoff.” He lied. He knew he was a Captain America ripoff– but his pride would not allow him to take the hit.

“Buddy, pal-- don’t lie to yourself, man. That’s not healthy.” Says you, pfft.

#c: alexei #redguardiian

xsniktx‌:

“Oh for fucks sake– do you ever keep any thought to yourself?”

“Nope.” Wade replied, popping the ‘p’ with extra emphasis.

#c: logan #xsniktx

d-anvers‌:

“Maybe it’s something you can’t hear.” She said, still maintaining that small smile. “But I’m pretty sure there’s no other way to explain it.”

“Hey, like I always say-- ‘When in doubt, blame the c-word.’ The c-word is cancer if that wasn’t obvious.”

#c: carol #d anvers

f-eliciaa‌:

“Can’t tell if I’ve struck a nerve or if you’re just begin stubborn.”

Wade shook his head, pursing his lips for a moment as browbone sank in thought, “You know, I’m not quite sure myself.”

#c: felicia #f eliciaa

thevdova‌:

“Deadpool. Right. I’ve heard of you.” Her tone implied it wasn’t necessarily a good thing. “Nasty? Not with you, no.”

“Really?” nonexistent brows rose in surprise, “Me likey scary Russian lady-- er, Yelena.” Wade made an effort to remember the blonde’s name, for fear that she may attempt to skin him alive at some point if he had not.

#c: yelena #thevdova

vclkyriors‌:

“I said can’t totally tell yet. You have the strangest look like you’re about to die, already have and are also fully alive.”

“That’s called cancer bay-beee,” finger guns and a wink were sent in the valkyrie’s direction, “That, and a shitty, shitty x-gene.”

#c: valkyrie #vclkyriors

invisibilias‌:

“Here is my labs. Our private labs.”

Lightly slapping himself in the face a few times to confirm his consciousness, Wade looked utterly bewildered, “I--- I must have been sleepwalking. Not again.” That was a lie. There was never a first time.