themadkatter13fanfiction:

fall out, boy, so i can fall in(to you)

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Spideypool

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Deadpool keeps having sex with Peter and Peter… Peter keeps letting him.

Additional Tags: Big Bang Challenge, Embedded Images, Canon Universe, Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Slow Burn, you’ll see, One-Sided Relationship, Secret Relationship, Fuckbuddies, Dirty Talk, Size Difference, Dubious Consent, Dark Wade, Dark Peter, kinda but not really?, Sex Toys, Anal Plug, Anal Sex, Rough Sex, Barebacking, Top Wade Wilson, Bottom Peter Parker, Power Bottom Peter, Large Cock, Size Kink, Size Queen Peter, Public Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Hate Sex, Self-Hatred, Self-Esteem Issues, Light Angst, Angst and Porn, Panic Attacks, about secret identity getting revealed, Dom/sub, Light Dom/sub, Bondage, Light Bondage, Dom Wade, Sub Peter, Kissing, Rough Kissing, Time Skips, Blow Jobs, Biting, Breathplay, Unsafe Kink Practices, First Time, Identity Reveal, Injured Peter, Safeword Use, sorta, Hurt/Comfort, Cuddling & Snuggling, Feeding, Gentle Sex, Subspace, Subdrop, No Boxes, Minor Peter/OMC, have a little faith in your author, Cheating, Netorare, Cuckolding, kinda, Cumdumpster, Creampie, Jealous Wade, Possessive Wade, Marking, Bruising, Phone Sex, Anal Fingering, Disassociation, Aftercare, Discovery, Voyeurism, Break Up, Topping from the Bottom, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, no actual non-con, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Love Confessions, Hate to Love, Two-Sided Relationship, Relationship Reveal, all the tags

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mandylasers:

wearthewindythong:

mandylasers:

This is part one of me coping with “Deadpool Kills the Marvel Universe”.

There’s a longer version but nyeeeeh I’m drunk

in the longer version they make out dont they mandy

dont they

oops you found me out…

So after I finished binge-ing @ask-spiderpool yesterday, this morning I heard the perfect song for Peter and Wade’s (now super-over, yay!) breakup.

(Also, seeing as how Phil Collins has done music for Disney movies, it totally fits with the Disney musical theme!)

All that time I was searching, nowhere to run to, it started me thinking,
Wondering what I could make of my life, and who’d be waiting,
Asking all kinds of questions, to myself, but never finding the answers,
Crying at the top of my voice, and no one listening,
All this time, I still remember everything you said
There’s so much you promised, how could I ever forget.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just can’t take this,
You know I love you, but I’m playing for keeps,
Although I need you, I’m not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but I’m in too deep.

So listen, listen to me,
Ooh you must believe me,
I can feel your eyes go thru me,
But I don’t know why.

Ooh I know you’re going, but I can’t believe
It’s the way that you’re leaving,
It’s like we never knew each other at all, it may be my fault,
I gave you too many reasons, being alone, when I didn’t want to
I thought you’d always be there, I almost believed you,
All this time, I still remember everything you said, oh
There’s so much you promised, how could I ever forget.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just can’t take this,
You know I love you, but I’m playing for keeps,
Although I need you, I’m not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but I’m in too deep.

So listen, listen to me,
I can feel your eyes go thru me

It seems I’ve spent too long
Only thinking about myself – oh
Now I want to spend my life
Just caring bout somebody else.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just can’t take this,
You know I love you, but I’m playing for keeps,
Although I need you, I’m not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but I’m in too deep.

You know I love you, but I just can’t take this,
You know I love you, but I’m playing for keeps,
Although I need you, I’m not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but I’m in too deep…

saucefactory:

The size difference. Oh, the glorious size difference. When will it not get to me? Never, that’s what. In fact, here’s a paragraph I wrote about this exact situation, because it’s such a kink of mine:

Peter couldn’t tolerate it anymore. He went up to Wade and wrapped his arms around Wade’s shoulders—as far around Wade’s massive shoulders as they could go, anyhow—and basically hung from Wade’s giant frame like a tiny Christmas ornament. He swung there, his toes only just scraping the concrete as he buried his face in the warm hollow of Wade’s neck.

– From Wolves, a Spideypool story.