#platonic deadpool x fem reader

[softfem-dom]

the four times they asked about his sidekick, and the one time he realized why. (pt.1)

worst!logan + d&w!deadpool x suicidal!reader

a/n : okay this is sad and emotion-driven asf, so if you're sensitive to suicide mentions or emotional trumoil and problems of self-worth please do not continue reading this. Also warning for suicide description for the other universes' sidekicks. first part out of five!

wc : 2k

TW FOR SUICIDE , TW FOR DEPRESSION , SOFT!WADE , SOFT!WORST!LOGAN , WADE BEING UNABLE TO LOOK AFTER A KID , HEAVY/MULTIPLE BATMAN AND JASON TODD REFERENCES , DEADPOOL VARIANTS FUSSING OVER READER. soft!worst logan . overprotective!deadpool . only-deadpool-still-with-sidekick!wade wilson

Think of Batman and Robin.

Yup. Now turn and twist it around some more and make it.. more chaotic, more unhinged. More morally questionable.

And then think of Deadpool. The merc with a mouth. The dude that chose a red suit just so he didn't have to bother about the red stains.

And then add up a teenager to the recipe. As chaotic as the man, maybe a bit naïver. And you've got Deadpool and his sidekick.

Because if all cool superheros had sidekicks, then Deadpool —albeit while not actively being a superhero. Had to have one too, didn't he?

And that's how you had ended up roped into all of his unethical adventures, killing off the bad guys that had the highest price above their head and helping Deadpool run the official Spideypool fanwebsite.

But, despite how many masks you put on, despite how many bad guys you killed, despite how many times you had saved someone. You were still just you.

A teenager. A teenager paired up with an older, unhinged, mercenary that ran his mouth way too much and that got you into way too much trouble.

A teenager paired up with an irresponsible adult without emotional responsability was the fucking equivalent of throwing a trained lab mouse inside the first maze that didn't have an exist.

Wade cared about you. Yeah, you knew that. But the problem was that you were a teenager and teenagers needed a certain amount of care to grow healthyly.

Because physically you were great, with how much running around and being-at-the-verge-of-death you did. But mentally? God, then you were the messiest mess in the planet.

Spending so much time with someone that had so many intrusive thoughts, that spilled his thoughts without filter, had rubbed off on you.

And sometimes you scared yourself when sudden thoughts popped up in your mind. Like the sudden pull in your legs anytime you walked near the edge of a roof, the "jump!" that flashed across your head. Or the way you wondered, asked yourself, what it would feel to be stabbed when you were cleaning Deadpool's katanas. Or the way you started to throw yourself at danger's way just for the thrill of it. And if you died, well, there went nothing.

It was wrong. It was bad. And it was a totally unhealthy and toxic vice. You knew you were self-destructive.

But you didn't know how to do doing anything about it.

You see, if Deadpool wasn't so reckless and careless maybe you would've told him. But since he did it, you grew into your late teens thinking it was okay.

,,

Lately, your thoughts had grew more dangerous. More specific. And you were starting to get scared of yourself. In movies, that was how villians started —with destructive thoughts. And you didn't want to become a villian.

What would Wade think of you? He'd be disappointed in you, hate your guts, despise you.

So your mind jumped to the quickest—and most self-destructive—conclussion. Offing yourself before that happened.

And you had nearly 10 pages of your pink diary written with ways of carrying on with that plan. Glitter gel pen words scribbled about the knifes in the house—their lengths and sharpness—, about the belts stacked away in Wade's closet, about the height of the fall from the balcony to the ground. You had everything planned.

And Wade hadn't caught onto anything of it, except for the fact you seemed more twitchy and on edge than usual. He tied it to the usual teenage anxiousness that came with your age.

He didn't know this was the last mission he was going to have you in.

,,

He had just brought you along on this 'adventure' just like he had did with all of the ones before, except in this one there was another.. —reluctant—companion.

Logan Howlett. The Wolverine.

And not the dead hero that Wade had unburied a few days before. No. This one was the worst variant of Wolverine in the whole multiverse, the one from the timeline where he killed all of the X-Men.

And that Howlett was smelling something coming.

He could smell the irony scent of blood whafting off of you, a bitter scent choking his airways. Your scent was way too bitter for how cheerful you were, except maybe you weren't.

This Logan had only barely known you for two days, but if something were to happen to you he'd kill the responsible, then find a way to kill the mercenary and then find a way to kill himself too.

But, first. Stop, pause, rewind. How this did even start?

,,

You groaned as you helped Wade drag the uncounscious body of the drunk Wolverine you had found in a random timeline —the only one in which the dude hadn't tried to kill you at first sight. Entering through the door-shaped orange portal to the TVA room.

"one anchor being coming right up!" Wade's voice rang through the air before the merc, fully dressed in his suit, had crossed the portal.

You let out a startled squeak when the antihero pretty much threw the uncounscious body of the Logan on the ground, wincing at the metallic sound of his skull against the floor.

"Wade!" you hissed. "c'mon pumpkin', don't sweat it. He's full metal, remember?" he said as he gave the drunk Logan a kick in the side, the metallic sound echoing his words.

"listen here, babygirl" the merc started, looking at the unimpressed man before him. "this Wolverine has the he-can-do-anything-even-musical-stuff look to him and bonus he's actually wearing the accurate comic costume. So, uh yeah, there, timeline saved"

The silence coming from the dude that had called Wade here in the first place didn't sound too good get it?. And as you sat there, poking the drunk man's face with your index finger while whispering for him to "wake up, Wolvie, rise and shine, wakey wakey?"

"I don't understand"

"You said my, our" he pointed at you "universe is dying because this nutsack died, well, problem solved" he now pointed at Logan.

"oh my god" Paradox breathed out. "you actually think you can replace an Anchor Being with this?"

Oh, great. A rant was comming. Like the ones your mother goes on when you mess up too many times.

"I wouldn't have accepted any other Wolverine BT dubs. But you.. have outdone yourself and brought me the worst Wolverine in the whole multiverse!"

It looked as if the dude's temple vein was going to pop, and you weakly interveened. "what do you mean the worst one..?" you breathed out.

"This Wolverine let down his entire world, he's the stuff of Legend but not in a good way and what he did.. well, some things are just beyond forgiveness"

A beat of silence followed, you knew the Wolverine on the floor had been awake and listening for the whole time. But then, you saw Paradox finally looking at you.

"wait"

"what?"

"is that your little sidekick?"

The incredulous, and cruelly amused, tone of the man in uniform made Wade quirk an eyebrow under his mask.

"yeah, why?"

His words were followed by a booming laugh coming from Paradox. His hand going to his face, pinching the bridge of his nose, as chuckle after chuckle it just confused Wade and you even more.

"I can't believe you've still got her"

That was like a titty-flash for Wade, and not the good kind. He stood there, mouth gaping like a fish as he wildly and overexageredly gestured towards you.

"I gave you a chance at greatness, because my superiors deemed you special. But, I did my duty. I gave you the opportunity and you refused, so there's no more bussiness to do here"

And with that, and a strange remote control in his hand, he pressed a button and zapped you three off to somewhere. Leaving Wade with a strange taste lingering in his mouth.

Well, at least it seemed like your last adventure wasn't going to be boring.

(tags : @coocoocachewgotscrewed , @lokisloverisnthere , @krowsfoot , @lizziegraysworld , @r0reep , @beelzel-brat ).

[mariees-love]

Deadpool mentoring a 15 y/o reader !

.3k words, platonic ship, response to this ask

In the chaotic streets of New York City, where superheroes and villains clashed in an ongoing battle for justice, a peculiar duo emerged from the shadows. Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth, found himself reluctantly taking on a new role – that of a mentor. The unlikely apprentice was a 15-year-old girl named y/n, who had recently discovered her spider-like powers, a gift that mirrored the abilities of the legendary Spider-Man.

Y/n’s life had taken a sudden turn when a radioactive spider had bitten her during a school field trip to a science lab. Soon after, she found herself swinging between skyscrapers, sticking to walls, and unleashing bursts of incredible strength. With no one to guide her through the bizarre twists of her newfound abilities, she stumbled upon Deadpool during one of his typical, wisecracking escapades.

Deadpool, always up for a challenge, took y/n under his wing. Despite his irreverent humor and unconventional teaching methods, he recognized a spark of potential in the young girl. Together, they embarked on a series of misadventures, tackling both low-level thugs and formidable villains with a blend of acrobatics and relentless banter.

As days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, Deadpool found himself forming an unexpected bond with y/n. Beneath his sarcastic exterior, he couldn't help but care for the teenager.Y/n, in turn, looked up to Deadpool as an eccentric, yet oddly reliable mentor. Their dynamic became the talk of the superhero community – a peculiar alliance that somehow worked.

One day, after thwarting a particularly nefarious plot by a villainous organization, Deadpool and y/n stumbled upon an abandoned warehouse. To their surprise, the building concealed a secret laboratory where twisted experiments had taken place. Among the chaos, they discovered files revealing y/n's true identity: a young girl orphaned by the very experiments that granted her powers.

Deadpool's heart, buried deep beneath layers of humor and insanity, stirred with empathy. In an uncharacteristically serious moment, he turned to y/n and said, "Kid, you deserve better than this. How 'bout we make it official? I'm not just your mentor anymore. How does Deadpool Lager sound? We're going to be the weirdest, most dysfunctional family in the superhero business!"

And just like that, y/n became part of Deadpool's peculiar world. As the Merc with a Mouth donned his newly adopted role,y/n found solace and guidance in the unlikeliest of places. Together, they swung through the chaos of New York, a mismatched duo with a bond stronger than any radioactive spider bite. Deadpool Lager – a family born of quirkiness and acceptance – continued their crusade for justice, one wisecrack at a time.

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Hi! I’m the one that sent in the request! Make it your own! Write it however you want!

Alrighty then, Anon! Thanks for your understanding, and for requesting this, here you go! Also, thank you so much for your patience while I worked on this, this is one of the longer things I've written and I know you requested it months ago, so I'm really happy to finally have it finished!

Orignal request:

"I had a request for a fic please!

Deadpool and Spider-man team up to save reader who was kidnapped and is being tortured by the place that tortured Wade and they have to save reader before it’s too late. (heavy whump and torture please)

Spider-man/Reader story. Deadpool’s sibling or bestie (give them both strong motive to save reader)"

Now for a disclaimer- I do not know much about the character Ajax so I cannot guarantee his personality is completely accurate here. This story is long, so I’m putting it under the cut!

“Y/N, darling!” Wade threw open the door to Y/N’s room, “it’s time for game night!”

Wade scanned the room for Y/N, but she was nowhere to be found.

“Hiding are we?” Wade said, putting his hands on his hips, “you can’t hide forever, Freeze-Pop, there’s no getting out of game night!”

Wade began to search the room. He checked under the bed, behind the desk, and in the closet. Still, there was no sign of Y/N.

“Spidey,” Wade called, “is Y/N with you?”

“Is she not in her room?” Peter called back.

“Well obviously if I’m in her room and I’m asking you where she is- of course she’s not in her room, Parker!”

Wade heard Peter’s footsteps get closer until the wall-crawler was standing right in front of him. He pushed past Wade and entered Y/N’s room. He looked in all the places that Wade had searched, then turned back to him.

“I’ll call her,” Peter finally said, “that’ll be faster.”

Wade looked over Peter’s shoulder as he swiped through his contacts until he got to the contact labeled “Y/N” with a heart next to her name. He put the phone to his ear and the pair waited for what seemed like an agonizing amount of time.

“Hey, this is Y/N,” Y/N’s voice echoed, “I’m not available at the moment, leave a message.”

Wade and Peter both exchanged worried looks. It wasn’t like Y/N to not answer her phone for Peter. Wade, sure, she’d let him go to voice mail all the time, but not Peter.

“Something’s not right,” Peter said.

“Ya think?” Wade replied, “we gotta find that little icicle fast. When was the last time you saw her?”

“I, um,” Peter started.

“Now is not the time for you to keep your little spider secrets, Parker!” Wade shouted, “when was the last time you saw Y/N?”

“last night,” Peter mumbled, a blush creeping into his cheeks,“she was having trouble sleeping, so I stayed with her until she did fall asleep.”

“And you haven’t seen her at all today?”

“Well, no, I’ve been on patrol,” Peter said.

Wade put his head in his hands.

“Parker, Parker, Parker,” Wade sighed, “you’re hopeless. Alright, let’s check the security footage. She’s probably been abducted or something.”

Peter followed Wade into the surveillance room, where Wade busied himself with punching in a keycode to pull up security footage from the previous night.

“What makes you think she’s been abducted?” Peter asked nervously.

“Well, this story is written by a writer who specializes in hurt/comfort tropes, so it only makes sense that something horrible has happened to her,” Wade replied.

“Say what?” Peter asked.

“Never mind,” Wade said, “here’s the security footage.”

The footage Wade had pulled up showed Y/N sleeping peacefully for several minutes, until her window opened slowly and a few strangers wearing masks crawled inside. One of them pulled out a syringe and injected it into Y/N’s neck. Y/N seemed to wake up, but the stranger quickly put a hand over her mouth until she fell back into a forced sleep. One of the strangers swept her up into a bridal carry and carried her out the window. The rest of the footage showed Y/N’s empty room.

“So, she has been taken,” Peter said, his hands balled into fists.

“I recognize the symbols they were wearing,” Wade said, “those are Ajax’s men.”

…

Y/N stirred on something soft. She opened her eyes to bright lights overhead. She squinted at the light and went to put her hand over her eyes but found that she couldn’t move it. In fact, she found that she couldn’t move anything at all. There were metal restraints clamped tightly across her entire body. Not an inch of her was free.

“Subject is waking up,” a voice said.

Y/N turned her head weakly and saw a group of scientists staring at her and holding clipboards. The scientists moved aside to allow a man in a black suit to walk through.

“Hello, Y/N,” the stranger said, “welcome to my base. My name is Ajax, I’m going to be taking care of you during your stay.”

Ajax? Y/N had heard Wade mention him a couple of times, and he never had anything good to say about him.

“We’re going to start by running some tests,” Ajax continued, “see the extent of your cryogenic abilities.”

One of the scientists stepped forward with a syringe in hand. Another scientist pulled Y/N’s sleeve up and wiped the inside of her elbow with an alcohol pad.

“N-no,” Y/N said, trying and failing to free herself from the restraints, “you can’t do this, you- gah!”

The scientist had injected the contents of the syringe into her system. A slight burning sensation began to spread throughout Y/N’s body, steadily growing more intense until Y/N was screaming and thrashing on the padded table. Ice spewed out of her from all directions, causing some of the scientists to jump back and others to get hit with ice. Ajax nimbly dodged the ice beams and stepped closer.

“Interesting,” he said, “your powers seem to enhance themselves through pain. We’ll have to explore this further.”

“W-why?” Y/N asked, tears streaming down her face.

Ajax took a clipboard from one of the scientists and wrote something on it before handing it back to them. He looked down at Y/N.

“Let’s just say someone you know has wronged me, and this is my way of getting justice.”

Ajax pulled out his phone. He nodded to the scientists.

“Continue your experiments,” he ordered, “don’t mind me.”

One of the scientists injected Y/N with another dose of whatever she had been given. She screamed as the burning became unbearable, and little beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead. Y/N didn’t even notice that Ajax was now recording her. White hot pain seared throughout her body. She prayed she would faint soon.

…

Spider-Man and Deadpool stepped off of the Quinjet and into one of the many forests of Canada.

“I still don’t like how you stole that jet from the Avengers,” he said.

“Look, Spidey, the Avengers are super busy doing their thing with HYDRA right now, and if they knew about Y/N’s situation, they would be more than happy to lend us the jet.” Deadpool countered.

At that moment, Deadpool’s phone vibrated in his pocket.

“Huh, amazing that we get signal out here,” he remarked, pulling out his phone.

Spider-Man leaned over to look at Deadpool’s screen. A video message had popped up; Deadpool clicked on it and someone Spider-Man didn’t recognize appeared on the screen.

“Hello, Wade,” the stranger said, “haven’t heard from you in a while, did you forget about me?”

“Ajax,” Deadpool bit out.

“I haven’t forgotten about you,” Ajax continued, “in fact, I’ve been wracking my brain for a way to exact my revenge for some time, and who do I find but a little ice girl you’ve been spending time with.”

The camera panned to Y/N, who was screaming on an exam table.

“At first, I just took her to get back at you,” Ajax said, “but after seeing what she can do, I think I’m gonna keep her. Who knows, maybe I’ll have a new Weapon X.”

At that, the video message ended. Spider-Man looked at Deadpool, whose hand was curled into a tight fist. The phone screen started to crack with how hard Deadpool was gripping it. He pocketed the phone and turned to Spider-Man.

“The facility is this way,” Deadpool said, pointing to a grey building, “let’s go get that son of a-”

… some time later …

Deadpool and Spider-Man approached the entrance to the facility.

“They’ll be expecting me,” Deadpool said, “but they might not be expecting you, which will make them easier to k-word.”

“K-word!?” Spider-Man asked, “Wade, we can’t kill them! The rule-”

“Spidey, I recognize that you have a no-k-word rule, but given that it’s a stupid no-k-word rule, I’ve elected to ignore it,” Deadpool said, unsheathing one of his katanas.

“What!?”

“It’s an Avengers MCU reference-”

“We can’t kill them,” Spider-Man repeated, “those men might have families-”

“So did the Nazis, but that didn’t stop Cap from unaliving them,” Deadpool pointed out, unsheathing his other katana and stepping inside.

“Please,” Spider-Man asked, following him, “if Y/N finds out you killed people because of her, she’ll feel so guilty and she won’t want to talk to you anymore!”

Deadpool stopped in his tracks. He sighed loudly and dramatically.

“Fine… fine.. fine!” Deadpool conceded, “no k-wording. But I’m definitely sending some of these guys to the hospital.”

Spider-Man sighed. That was better than killing them, he supposed.

Deadpool and Spider-Man made their way to the experimentation lab, taking out a few guards in the process. Spider-Man tried to knock them out or web them up as swiftly as possible; Deadpool, on the other hand…

“AAAAAAAGH!” the guard screamed.

“That’ll teach you to touch what doesn’t belong to you!” Deadpool seethed, yanking his katana out of the guard’s shoulder.

Spider-Man kicked the door to the lab down, and he and Deadpool stepped inside. In the center of the lab was a plush exam table, and lying on top of it, covered in harsh metal restraints, was Y/N. Spider-Man and Deadpool ran to her side. She was completely unconscious.

“Hey, Freeze-Pop, wake up,” Deadpool said, gently slapping her.

Y/N’s eyes flew open. She looked around the room wildly until her eyes landed on her friends.

“Peter?” she asked groggily, “Wade?”

“Yeah, it’s us,” Spider-Man said, “we’re gonna get you out of here.”

“You’ll do no such thing.”

Deadpool and Spider-Man whipped around to see Ajax charging his power. Two flames appeared in his hands.

“Ajax,” Spider-Man growled.

“Take care of Y/N,” Deadpool said, stepping in front of Spider-Man, “Francis is mine.”

“Wait… his name is Francis?” Spider-Man asked.

“I’ve told you never to call me Francis, Wilson!”

Ajax sent two flames hurtling toward the group. Deadpool shielded everyone with his body while Spider-Man tore off the restraints pinning Y/N to the table. Deadpool lunged, katanas in hand, while Spider-Man lifted Y/N in a bridal carry.

“Ready to get out of here?” Spider-Man asked.

Y/N nodded weakly. She watched as the facility walls went by in a blur, and suddenly she was outside in a forest. Spider-Man carried her up to the Quinjet, which was cloaked, and laid her down on a bench.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Everything burns,” Y/N admitted, “I wanna go home.”

“We’re gonna get you home, I promise,” Spider-Man said.

Spider-Man reached over Y/N and pulled a labeled syringe out of an overhead compartment.

“What is that?” Y/N asked, tensing.

“It’s a painkiller,” Spider-Man explained, “it’ll help with the burning sensation.”

“N-no,” Y/N said, shaking her head weakly, “no more needles, please-”

“Y/N, this is the only way I know how to help,” Spider-Man reasoned.

“No!” Y/N was beginning to cry now, “please no!”

Spider-Man’s heart broke at the sound of Y/N’s cries. She needed the medicine, but he couldn’t bear to traumatize her anymore. He wracked his brain for a solution. His lenses widened as an idea came to his head. Slowly, he lifted up his mask past his mouth.

“Y/N,” he said gently, “look at me, please.”

Y/N sniffled and looked up at Spider-Man. He leaned down and, very gently, pressed his lips against hers. Y/N’s eyes widened, then fluttered closed. Spider-Man discreetly brought the syringe down into her shoulder and injected the contents into her system. A few moments later, he pulled away.

“There,” he said, “try to rest. Wade will be back soon and then we can-”

The sound of footsteps clanging on the Quinjet ramp alerted Spider-Man and Y/N. Deadpool stood before them, and he was covered in blood.

“Spidey,” he said, panting, “I may have broken the no k-word rule.”

…

Epilogue

Y/N snuggled in closer to Peter on the couch as Wade entered the room, with a bowl of ice cream in hand.

“One bowl of ice cream for the resident ice queen!” he said, handing the bowl to Y/N.

“Thanks, Wade,” Y/N said sleepily.

“Seriously?” Wade asked incredulously, “you’re falling asleep already? It’s only six p.m.!”

“Give her a break, Wade,” Peter said, “she’s been through a lot; she’s not gonna recover in two days.”

Y/N started slowly eating her ice cream. It was her favorite flavor, and it felt so good going down her throat. There was still a bit of residual burning pain, but nothing like what it had been a couple days ago, especially since Wade and Peter had her on painkillers around the clock.

“I love you guys,” she said, closing her eyes.

Peter chuckled and caught the bowl of ice cream before it could slide out of Y/N’s weakening grip.

“We love you too, Y/N,” he said, planting a kiss on her forehead.

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tags: @mythixmagic @infinityshadows @fishtale88 @valiantphantomangel @thelazywitchphotographer @the-beasts-have-arrived @hdxhart

[awkward-walking-potato]

platonic poolverine x fem!cat mutant!reader who purrs when she’s asleep :D??

The Catnap Chronicles

It was a peaceful afternoon at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, or at least it had been until Deadpool and Wolverine started bickering over something ridiculous in the common room. The chaos was only heightened by Wade’s antics, as per usual, and Logan’s ever-present frustration with his “partner” in… whatever you’d call their relationship — frenemies, maybe.

You, on the other hand, were curled up on the far end of the couch, dozing off as the argument unfolded around you. Being part feline, you needed your naps, and nothing — not even Wade’s loud mouth — could stop you from getting your catnap. A soft purr rumbled from you as you drifted further into sleep, completely unaware of the scene unfolding.

"Logan, you wound me!" Wade’s voice was, as always, melodramatic. "I was only suggesting we test the durability of your claws with a little friendly chainsaw duel. For science!"

Logan growled, crossing his arms and glaring at Deadpool. "Ain’t gonna happen, Wade. Not today. Not ever."

Wade was about to fire off another retort when he noticed the soft sound of purring coming from your direction. He stopped mid-sentence, his masked head tilting to the side. "Uh, Logan… is that her?"

Logan glanced over, and his expression softened slightly when he saw you asleep, curled up on the couch, your tail lazily flicking back and forth in your sleep. The gentle purring filled the air, a sound that always seemed to calm the otherwise gruff mutant.

Wade tiptoed over, completely forgetting about the claws-for-chainsaws debate. He crouched down beside you, watching with fascination. "She purrs! This is the cutest thing ever, and I’m deeply offended that you’ve been hogging all of this adorableness to yourself, Wolverine."

Logan groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Don’t wake her up, Wade. She needs rest."

Wade gasped, putting a hand over his heart. "I would never disturb such a pure moment, Logan. I’m not a monster." He paused, reconsidering his statement. "Okay, maybe I am, but still!"

You stirred slightly, but your purring didn’t stop, the comforting rhythm filling the room. Logan smirked a little, looking over at Wade. "See? She’s relaxed. Probably ‘cause you finally shut up."

Wade sat down cross-legged on the floor next to the couch, looking at you like a child observing a rare animal at the zoo. "I think I might cry," he said dramatically. "This is the most peaceful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And I’ve watched so many wholesome cat videos on the internet."

Logan gave him a look that screamed don’t you dare, but Wade was already making a quiet shushing motion. "Don’t worry, grumpy claws. I’ll protect her nap at all costs. Anyone who dares disturb this perfect sleeping kitten will have to face my wrath!"

Logan sighed, shaking his head. "You’re a real piece of work, Wade."

Wade grinned beneath his mask, completely unbothered by Logan’s annoyance. "And you, my friend, are missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime! Imagine the possibilities of teaming up with a mutant who purrs. She’s the ultimate partner. The calming force to balance your growly, grouchy nature."

"She ain’t my partner," Logan muttered, though his eyes softened as he glanced at you again. "She’s… a kid. One I’m lookin’ out for."

Wade’s voice turned unusually sincere for a moment, and he nodded. "Yeah. You’re pretty good at that, Logan."

The quiet moment hung in the air as you continued to sleep, oblivious to the fact that the loudest two mutants in the mansion had somehow found a moment of peace just by watching over you. Wade, for once, kept his promise and stayed silent, occasionally glancing at Logan as if to make sure he was sticking to the “protect the nap” mission.

And for that afternoon, the common room was filled with nothing but the soft sound of purring and the surprisingly companionable silence between Wolverine and Deadpool.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Straw Hats Masterlist

As a group

Let me see! - yandere straw hats react to reader drawing them / Platonic

Reader making yandere straw hats DIY gifts / Platonic

Reader with Deadpool-like powers almost dying / Platonic

Straw Hats with a depressed/suicidal Reader / Platonic

Reader being old friends with the Foxy Pirates / Platonic

Yandere Straw Hats x Reader with nightmares / Platonic

Straw Hats with Reader that ate a devil fruit and didn’t realize it / Platonic

What the Heart Wants - Yandere Luffy, Zoro, and Nami x Fem!Reader who has a crush on Buggy / Platonic

Yandere Straw Hats with a reader trying to escape them / Platonic

Luffy

Searing Pain - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - yandere ace and luffy x reader who sacrifices themselves to save them and almost dies / Platonic

Let me go - Luffy x GN!Reader who is suicidal / Platonic

Harmless - Cuddly Yandere Luffy x oblivious GN Reader / Platonic

Prized Possession - Yandere Luffy x Reader / Romantic

Roronoa Zoro

Yandere Roronoa Zoro 20 (VDay Event)

Nami

Yandere Nami 9 & 14 (VDay Event)

Usopp

Sanji

Sweet Tastes and Gentle Touches - Sanji x Fem!Reader who likes cooking with him / Romantic

Adrift, At Home - Zeff and Child Sanji x Baby Reader / Platonic

Sanji x Entomologist Reader headcanons / Romantic

Bewildered, Beloved - Sanji x GN Reader / Romantic

Sanji 17 (VDay Event)

A Father's Joy - Sanji x Fem Reader who had his baby during the timeskip

Confrontations and Complications - Sanji x Princess Reader / Romantic

spin off depicting Princess Reader visiting Sora's grave

Tony Tony Chopper

Nico Robin

Purpose - Yandere Nico Robin x Isekai GN Reader / Platonic

Yandere Nico Robin 7 (VDay Event)

Franky

Brook

[bubuslutty]

Baby, bye bye bye!

platonic moon knight x fem!reader - twitter au

a/n: aw the au expanded! We've got 2 new characters now!

Unlocked: New Characters! Introducing Wade Wilson aka Deadpool and Logan Howlett as Wolverine because I loved the new movie so much and I know, in my heart of hearts, somewhere, in the multiverse, marc and darling are variant equivalents to wolvie and wade :D the relationship is similar, like in the grumpy x dipshit way.

Logan's header says "I love my HOT boyfriend!" btw

tags: @bobastayhigh @weblesstherains @h-leigh @unspokenmoon @ahookedheroespureheart @thursdaywritings @gebstargeb @softieekayy @fem-moony @peachjellypackets @pakhiya @darlinglittledevil @anixluxtt @mrs-cupidd @gebgeb @poeticabomination @i-love-sammwiches

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Disappointment and Broken Windows

Pairing: Wade "Deadpool" Wilson x Supe!reader (platonic)

Characters: Wade "Deadpool" Wilson, Supe!reader, Colssous, Negasonic Teenage Warhead, Yukio

Warnings: Cursing, classic deadpool things, nothing new here, reader and wade are chaotic siblings, this gets better and better I promise, wade hinting at things, breaking of the fourth wall, the x-men mansion, wade breaking the mansion, wade being wade, reader kind of acting like a fem wade

Word Count: 427

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You wander into the mansion, opening your bag of snacks you stole from Wade.

You don't realize the loud crunching coming from you with each bite you take as you stare at the statues.

"Good morning," Colossus says, walking down the stairs.

"Hey, tin man. How are you?"

"I am good. I would be better if you would call me by my name."

You click your tongue, "I'd rather not. It makes this," you gesture between the two of you, "less special."

"It would be nicer if you used my name."

"Nah."

He rolls his eyes, "where is Wade?"

"Somewhere disappointing our lord and savior, Jesus."

Negasonic Teenage Warhead chuckles along with her girlfriend.

You smile and nod at them before turning back to the silver man, groaning at his unamused look. "Oh, come on, that was funny."

"I did not find it to be funny."

"We'll you're just no fun."

"I am fun."

"Nope!" A crash comes from the window and a flash of red rolls across the floor, ruining the expensive carpet. "I'm fun."

"Wade, you fuckhead! You just bleed all over this expensive ass carpet. How are they supposed to come in and sit now when all they're going to do is remember you?"

He shrugs, "now they have a piece of me with them forever."

You scrunch your nose, "no one wants that, babe." You grab another chip, "and it's coming out of your paycheck."

He lets out a chuckle, "fake chuckle, not amused. I don't get paid enough to buy a new rug."

"Take it to a dry cleaner."

"The only thing dry enough to be cleaned is the tin man's body," he reaches behind him and grabs Colossus' junk.

"Oh, dude! I'm eating."

"I'm trying to."

The tall man groans at Wade's language and throws him out the window he broke.

"Finally, someone has common sense."

"Maybe you two should reminisce and talk about the old days so no one has to take you to a dry cleaner."

You furrow your brows, "do you ever know what a dry cleaner is?"

"A place where lonely people meet people to get down and f-"

"That's a poorly run strip club or a brothel."

"Isn't brothel what goes in soup?"

"That's broth."

"Oh! Now I get it." He nods, turning his head to the side. "I'm lying, I totally don't get it, but I don't want them to think I'm not smart."

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"Wade got some of Ethel's coke again."

Colossus tilts his head, "how do you know?"

"He's talking to his audience."

[permanentmess]

who i write for and rules

who i will write for:

peter maximoff and pietro maximoff

peter parker (any of the live action)

spencer reid

poe dameron

bucky barnes

steve harrington

cherik (ship or ship x reader)

characters i've never written but am willing to try:

eddie brock / venom

symbrock (ship + ship x reader)

matt murdock / daredevil

jake peralta

joel miller

remy lebeau / gambit

wade wilson / deadpool

logan howlett / wolverine

^poly of deadpool + wolverine x reader

peter quill / starlord

female characters from mcu, criminal minds, star wars, other hyperfixations

rules:

don't rewrite, copy, or translate any of my work on any platform. this is my hobby and i put a lot of time and care into learning to write better

i don't feel the greatest about writing smut but i will write implied smut or somewhat spicy material

any angst will likely be ended in fluff because i get too sad

no incest or age play or anything like that. no no.

all of my pieces are written with the reader + main love interest/character being an adult

i don't write real person fic (anymore), so no requests for that

i relatively write with fem!reader in mind, but i can make gender neutral work if specifically requested :)

i really only write and read x reader these days, but i am open to ships. i am also open to platonic x reader or ships (within reason)

[aew-kun-age-regression]

-Marvel Masterslist-

Moodboards

Caregiver!Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

Caregiver!Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Caregiver!Matt Murdock

Caregiver!Wanda & Caregiver!Vision

Caregiver!Natasha Romanoff

Caregiver!Stephen Strange

Caregiver!Charles Xavier

Caregiver!Bruce Banner

Caregiver!Thor Odinson

Caregiver!Scott Lang

Caregiver!Peter Quill

Caregiver!Clint Barton

Caregiver!Loki Laufeyson

Caregiver!Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

Caregiver!Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

Caregiver!Gwen Stacy (Across the spiderverse)

Spiderman themed Moodboard

Regressor!Pavitr Prabhakar

Caregiver!Pavitr Prabhakar + Little!Miles Morales

Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk)

Caregiver!Steve Rogers

Caregiver!Stucky

Caregiver!Hobie Brown + Regressor!Pavitr Prabhakar

Caregiver!Guardians of the galaxy

Caregiver!Frank Castle

Regressor!Loki Laufeyson

Regressor!Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

Caregiver!Peter B Parker

Caregiver!Miguel O'Hara

Caregiver!Tony Stark

Caregiver!Mobius + Regressor!Loki Laufeyson

Caregiver!Mobius

Regressor!OB (Loki Series)

Regressor!Peter Parker

Caregiver!Victor Timely + Regressor!D-90 (Loki Series)

Caregiver!MJ + Regressor!Peter Parker

Caregiver!Clint Barton StimBoard

Regressor!Hercules (Comics)

Regressor!Matt Murdock

Caregiver!Old King Loki (Comics)

Caregiver!Mobius (W/ Fem Themes)

Caregiver!Erik Lehnsherr & Caregiver!Charles Xavier

Flip!Pavitr Prabhakar (Fox Themes)

Caregiver!Erik Lehnsherr

Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) StimBoard

Caregiver!Matt Murdock

Caregiver!Matt Murdock StimBoard

Caregiver!Frank Castle StimBoard

Regressor!Matt Murdock

Caregiver!Wilson Fisk W/ Regressor!James Wesley

Daredevil Inspired MoodBoard

Caregiver!Bucky Barnes

Caregiver!Helmut Zemo

Regressor!Kate Bishop StimBoard

Regressor!Matt Murdock

Caregiver!Frank Castle

Story/Fanfics

Caregiver!Stucky, Platonic!Peter x Little!Reader (Loud..)

Caregiver!Stucky x Little!Reader (It's slippy..)

Caregiver!Stucky x Little!Reader (What was your favourite part?)

Caregiver!Winterwidow x Little!Reader (Snow!?)

Caregiver!Peter Parker x Little!Reader (Test..)

Caregiver!Platonic!Peter Parker x Little!Reader (Babysitter - Part 2 to "Loud..")

Caregiver!Clint Barton x Little!Kate Bishop x Little!Reader (Brave)

Caregiver!Bucky Barnes x Little!Reader (TV and Cuddles)

Caregiver!Matt Murdock x Little!Reader (Something's different..)

Caregiver!Matt Murdock, Caregiver!Frank Castle x Little!Reader (Talk to stuffies...)

Caregiver!Loki Laufeyson X Little!Reader (Mummy or daddy..?)

Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) x Little!Reader (Stimming is cool!!)

Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) X Little!Pavitr Prabhakar (Tea Parties!!!)

Headcannons

Caregiver!Charles Xavier Headcannons

Caregiver!Matt Murdock Headcannons

Caregiver!Bruce Banner Headcannons

Caregiver!Wade Wilson (Deadpool) Headcannons

Caregiver!Steve Rogers Headcannons

Regressor!Loki Laufeyson W/ How He Discovered Age Regression, Age Range, Favourite Agere Gear/Items, Favourite Thing To Wear And Something Unexpected About His Regression

Caregiver!Matt Murdock W/ Teaching Regressors Different Languages

Caregiver!Miguel O'Hara Headcannons

Caregiver!Frank Castle Headcannons

Regressor!Loki Laufeyson W/ If Their Regression Is Voluntary Or Involuntary

Regressor!Loki Laufeyson Headcannons

Regressor!Matt Murdock W/ Mama Bear Foggy Nelson

Regressor!Matt Murdock W/ Caregiver!Frank Castle Thoughts

Playlists

Art

Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk)

Pavitr Prabhakar

DNI Banner

Original 6 Avengers

Hobie, Gwen, Miguel, Miles and Pavitr

President Loki

Matt Murdock, Kate Bishop, Wanda Maximoff and Yelena Belova

Sam Wilson

Mobius

Old King Loki

Daredevil

Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Paci Icon

Miles Morales

Steve Rogers

Pavitr Prabhakar

Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

Mobius

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Regressor!D-90 (Loki Series)

[fluentmoviequoter]

Gods and Monsters

Pairing: platonic Vicious characters x fem!mutant!reader ; platonic X-Men x fem!mutant!reader

Summary: You, a mutant with the power to detect and redirect the power of others, are transported to Victor Vale's world.

Warnings: Wade and Logan, fluff, brief angst, opportunity for part 2 if anyone actually likes this

Word Count: 1.3k+ words

A/N: I have no idea where this came from other than my obsession with X-Men and Vicious. It's probably terrible, but enjoy (said threateningly).

Picture from Pinterest (Bless you, artists. I love you all.)

“Shut up, Deadpool!” you yell as you throw your arms toward a fire-breathing mutant.

“But, sweet cheeks,” Wade begins, his voice surprisingly clear through his wet mask.

“Wade,” Logan growls.

“Oh, kabob, you know how it makes me feel when you use my real name.”

“I’d cut your tongue out if I thought it was worth the time,” Logan grunts, digging his claws into a shooter as he fires into Logan’s leg.

“Very Eli Ever of you,” Wade jokes.

“You and that stupid book.”

“Hey, don’t take your anger at Wade out on Victor Vale,” you call to Logan. “He would’ve ended this fight already.”

“He’s not real!”

“Whatever!” Wade interrupts. “Let’s... go!”

“I think you forgot a word, there, bub.”

“The writer threatened to put soap in my mouth, and I’d rather not get soap poisoning and go blind.”

“Uh, guys?” you murmur as an orange spark glints below you.

“Move!” Logan and Wade yell together.

You try to step back, but it’s too late. As you stumble on the dewy grass, or where it was a moment ago, you fall backward into a door-sized hole in the earth. Wade and Logan scream above you, but everything goes silent before you crash onto a sidewalk.

Coughing, you sit up and try to catch your breath. A large black dog presses its nose into your face and sniffs you, its tail wagging lazily.

“Hi, puppy,” you greet quietly. “You’re much cuter than Dogpool.”

Wade makes an offended noise somewhere in your mind, and you smile at the memory.

“Are you okay?” the girl with the dog asks.

You nod and rub your head as you look toward her. When you see her blond hair, water blue eyes, rainbow leggings, and red jacket, you freeze.

“Sydney?” you whisper.

Her eyes widen, and she steps back, pulling who you now believe to be Dol with her. This isn’t real, you tell yourself as you blink rapidly. I just hit my head or let someone in my head. You reach out mentally but only feel Sydney’s power and the dial of a dull ache settling deep in your bones. Victor, you realize. There is no way I’m in a book I’ve read.

“Sydney,” someone calls.

You prepare yourself to see Victor Vale, but your expectation falls short. He towers above you where you sit on the sidewalk, and Mitch stands beside him with his muscular arms crossed over his chest.

“Oh, come on,” you murmur, feeling Victor’s powers nudge you away from Sydney. Inside, though, you’re trying not to show your excitement at being in the same moment, the same universe, you presume, as some of your favorite book characters.

“… knows my name,” Sydney whispers to Victor.

“I can explain that, Victor,” you interject. Mitch’s eyes widen at your use of Victor’s name, and you add, “I swear I don’t mean any harm. Especially to you, Mitch, you’ve been through enough.”

“Explain it quickly,” Victor demands, upping the pain dial.

You shift uncomfortably but embrace the pain as you say, “I was at my home, where you are characters in a book, and then this portal opened in the ground, and I landed on the sidewalk here. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I know that I don’t belong here. I’d never hurt you, though, I just want to figure this out and get home.”

Victor hums, then shakes his head. He pictures the dial, and you rush to ask, “Should we meet at Falcon Price at midnight so I can prove it?”

Victor’s jaw tightens, and you allow him to flood your senses with pain. As your consciousness fades, you wonder what Logan and Wade are thinking. Maybe they’ve written you off already and have gone back to trying to kill one another.

“That seemed a lot more intense in the book,” you mumble as you wake, tied to a chair.

“So, you fell out of the sky. Where are you from?” Victor asks, leaning on a table across from you as he looks down at a knife.

“Westchester,” you answer immediately. “New York.”

“Who do you work for?”

“That’s complicated.”

“What do you do?”

“Save the world or try to. Can I ask you one question? Just one, I promise.”

Victor gestures with the knife for you to ask, a lazy movement with too much grace and fluidity. Now you wish you’d asked for two questions. You'd use the other to beg him to teach you.

“Thank you; Wade would kill me if I didn’t ask. Who’s taller, you or Eli? Because every time we try to find out, Victoria just confuses us.”

“Victoria?”

“She wrote the book,” you answer. “Named you after herself, prideful, I know. But she also made Angie look like her and look how she turned out. Wait, what color were Angie's eyes?”

You clamp your mouth shut and make a mental note to apologize to Wade. Now that you’re in the right situation, you can see why he runs his mouth constantly.

“You save the world?” Victor repeats, laying the knife blade across his palm.

“Or try to,” you remind him.

“So, you have powers?”

“Yeah.”

Victor’s patience is wearing thin, and you can tell when he asks, “What are they?”

“Well,” you begin, tilting your head. “Charles calls it power-kineses. I can detect powers and turn them against other mutants, people, whatever I want.”

“Charles?” Victor repeats, his pale brows drawn together. “As in Professor X, Magneto, X-Men, Charles?”

“You have him here?” you ask excitedly.

“No, he’s a comic book character.”

“Comic book?”

Victor stands straight at the realization that you’re not only claiming to be a powered individual from another universe but part of the X-Men. He hadn’t believed you so far, and his doubt is rapidly multiplying.

“Don’t make me do this,” you whisper.

Victor lowers the knife toward your abdomen, and you locate the pain he’s sending through your body and turn it. Sydney is the only other person in the room, so her gasp of pain is undeniable. Victor immediately turns the dial down, then off, and turns toward you.

“Just like I’m in a book here, you’re in a book where I come from. I know more about you than anyone else, Victor,” you explain, “even Eli.”

“Our worlds aren’t the same. This one can’t be saved.”

“In this world, powered people are monsters, right? Even Eli, as he fights to be a god. Victor, I’m used to the judgment, people calling me unnatural or a mutant. But I can help you.”

“She’s telling the truth,” Mitch announces as he returns. “There was a limited run of X-Men from the ‘70s. Nearly impossible to find today, but Radar is in them.”

“Radar?” you repeat. “That’s an awful name, so thanks for letting me get ahead of that one. Cyclops said he’d brainstorm something, but I didn’t expect it to be so…”

“Stupid?” Sydney suggests.

“Precisely.”

“Who’s your favorite character in our book?” she inquires, walking toward you.

Victor eyes you warily, but as you smile and tell her that you can't pick between them, then whisper that it’s Dol, he decides to trust you. Not because of anything you’ve said or the evidence that Mitch found, but because if Sydney and Mitch can trust you, you can’t be entirely bad. He walks around you, cuts your restraints, and returns the knife to the table.

“So, how do you stop Eli?” Victor asks.

“Well, it won’t be easy, even with the ability to alter his power,” you begin. “What exactly are you planning to do? Still out to kill him or just draw blood and lock him up?”

Before Victor can answer, a portal opens behind you, and a clawed hand reaches through and pulls you backward. You stumble as you fall out of the world you just agreed to help save.

Landing with a thud, you groan and look up at Logan and Wade, staring down at you.

“You’ll never guess who I just met,” you murmur.

“We weren’t done yet,” Victor says through the portal, which turns red around the edges as he uses his powers across the universes to keep it open.

“Is that Victor Vale?” Wade exclaims. “What the fridge?”

[drunkoffsmoke]

elliot's request page.

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about the writer. male, any prns. but mainly he/they, music + cats + sleep lover, trans 'n omnisexual. might add more later but for now this is enough.

rules.

1. remain respectful. i don't tolerate disrespect. if you're rude to me in any way, i won't be nice anymore. remember, i'm a mirror. i copy others behavior.

2. don't ask for fem reader. i strictly write for male and gender-neutral audiences. any fem aligned people, please don't interact.

3. be patient. i have a life outside social media. i'm a busy man, and sometimes i'd rather not spend my free time writing fanfictions or i simply won't feel motivated to write.

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fandoms.

COD (Call Of Duty).

könig, capt. price, ghost, soap, alejandro, valeria, farah, alex, rudy, nikolai, gaz, graves.

AOT (Attack On Titan).

eren, zeke, mikasa, armin, jean, connie, sasha, erwin, levi, hange, reiner, bertholdt, annie, pieck, porco.

SPIDERMAN (ITSV + ATSV).

miles, peter b., miguel, gwen, hobie, pavitr, noir, penny, the prowler (miles).

BEASTARS.

legoshi, louis, haru, juno, jack, bill, pina, melon, riz, gohin.

HTTYD (How to train your dragon).

hiccup, astrid, fishlegs, ruffnut, tuffnut, snotlout.

TLOU (The Last Of Us/Show).

joel, tess, tommy, marlene, ellie.

MARVEL. (CLOSED)

tony starks, capt. america, peter parker, thor, dr. strange, bucky, scarlet, deadpool, gamora, black panther, ant-man, star-lord, mantis, nebula, bruce, natasha, loki, hawkeye, falcon.

ARCANE.

vi, viktor, jinx, vander, silko, ekko, caitlyn.

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what i write.

smut

angst

fluff

headcanons

gore

lemon

platonic

multiple characters x reader

various au's

pretty much anything

what i don't write.

incest

non-con/rape

crossovers

minor x adult (both have to be at least 18.)

any weird kinks (such as piss kink, foot fetish etc)

character x oc

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a/n: this will get updated whenever, so be sure to always check before requesting.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED.

no, i haven't forgotten about the old requests—i believe there are four. i will get to them starting from tomorrow, 07/21. after i finish them my requests will be open (i deeply apologize to the people who had to wait so long in order to receive their fanfics).

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[softfem-dom]

hi!! Could you do a Deadpool x Reader, where Wade walks in on reader self h4rming? (It's completely okay if not! Do wtv makes you comfortable :D) Lots of comfort, and fluff please!!

not paper

deadpoolxgnreader

a/n : why of course I can sweetheart! <33 I'm totally comfortable with writting about this in case anyone wants to send in a req like this one

wc : 1.4k

S4LF H4RM TW! , SH DESCRIPTION , FLUFF COMFORT , PLATONIC! . soft!deadpool . post d&w!deadpool . r lives with deadpool and wolverine.

The feeling of being a stranger in your own body wasn't new to you. No, it was a recurring —excruciating— ache that settled deep within your bones, bones that didn't feel yours.

Ever since you had been sent to the void things had taken a darker turn. You were young, and now all of your dreams for life were long-gone and destroyed because of the desertic setting that you had been teleported to by the TVA.

You had stopped wondering why they had sent you here a very long time ago. Simply focused on surviving Cassandra and her strange smoke-y pet.

Or that was until two strangers, one Deadpool —another one— and one Wolverine had been teleported. You had found them in a blood-covered and distroyed Honda Oddyssey that looked way too similar to Nicepool's car.

Well, in summary, those two dudes had managed to get themselves and you out of that horrible cage for failed attempts at characters that nobody remembered anymore.

That was what your mind focused on most days. You had been sent to the void because nobody remembered you anymore, because nobody loved you enough for your departure to be significant, because you didn't raise the numbers, simply because you weren't important enough.

You sometimes wished you had been a teen idle. Would they have remembered you if you had gotten the prom queen title?

Wasn't youth supposed to be beautiful?

You were living with Wade, Logan and Mary Puppins in Blind Al's appartment. Had been living with them for a while, but it maybe was the first time you had been truly alone in here.

Blind Al had bingo night, Logan was off drinking in the bar down the street, and Wade was walking Dogpool. You were alone.

You didn't like the silence that had settled on the lived-in appartment. Didn't like how still everything was. How everything had it's place in the appartment yet it felt as if you were just a piece of a different puzzle kept in the same box.

You were very conscious of your heartbeat —feeling each thump against your ribs. You could feel the way it's rythmic started to sped up little by little for the longer you stayed in silence.

You recognised the dull feeling starting to claw low at your gut, creeping up until it got a grip of your stomach —almost making you feel queasy. Until it reached your heart.

And squeezed.

And with that you were back with the same energy buzzing low beneath your skin, with your brain slowly starting to whisper things —harmful things. In your ear.

You were sitting on the couch, facing the TV yet there was no show on. The screen as black as the void starting to grow within you.

Your eyes dipped low to the exposed skin of your legs, there were a few fading purple bruises on your skin —like accidental splatters of paint on an empty canvas. You had managed to pass them as accidental bumps against furniture, nobody had pondered if the hits had been pruposeful.

And at that you were suddenly on your feet, driven by an anxiety that didn't quite seem fitting or yours. As if something bad would happen if you didn't do as your brain was telling you to.

Nobody was home. It was okay. Nobody was home. Nobody would see. It would be okay.

Before you even knew what you were doing, processing what you were doing, your hand was around the handle of the kitchen uttilery drawer. You pulled, the clinking sound of metal from spoons and forks sounding distant —as if underwater.

Then, you were sitting on the floor, back against the kitchen table and knife in your hands. You traced the sharp blade against your skin, not quite cutting yet, the cold making gosebumps grow on your skin.

And then you sliced.

You could feel the stinging of your skin breaking under the blade, but you didn't care. It was a need to do it, you didn't even stop when the metallic scent of blood whafted into your nostrils, nor when the red started to taint your skin.

Your hands were shaking. You were shaking. Driven by an anxiety that wasn't quite real, feeling trapped in a body that wasn't quite yours, feeling the pain that didn't feel real enough.

You just stopped when you heard a startled gasp from behind you.

Just like that the knife —bloodstained. Was on the floor, the clinking sound echoing in the kitchen. Eyes wide and head snaping to see who it was at the door.

Being met with Wade standing there, still with his Deadpool suit on, staring right at you with the white in his mask's eyes wide.

The man saw the way your hand reached behind you, finding support on the cold floor, and he catched onto the clear signal that you were about to flee.

"hey—hey hey, no. None of that, no." his voice was firm, stern, acting in control even if he didn't have a fucking clue on what was going on. "oh god, does the writer want me to have a heart attack or something? gezz-"

He muttered some words under his breath as he quickly tugged off his red mask, walking over to where you were sitting and crouching right infront of you with a strained smile. Talking to you right now was going to be like talking to stray dog, right?

"okay, give me the knife, pumpkin', c'mon"

He stretched out his palm, making a grabing motion for visual, as he stared at you expectingly. You were far too confused and equally scared of his reaction to protest right now, so you simply reached for the bloody knife and placed it on his open palm with shaky hands. "alright, good, very good" he hummed.

Then, he was uncrouching for a small second to place the knife on top of the table before crouching down and this time actually sitting next to you on the floor.

"now, c'mere sweetums" he whispered before he opened his arms and pulled you into a hug. His gloved hand on the back of your head, fully enveloping you with his body.

When his warmth surrounded you, it was as if that stupid fog that had been clouding your mind all day —that numbness— had dissipated, and you felt yourself choking on a sob before starting to cry in his arms.

He held you all the way through, craddling you and whispering gentle praises in your ear. His voice was softer than usual, gentler, and without a single sexual innuendo.

It was odd for him to be like that. But it was also odd for you to have acted the way you did and that had worried him sick.

Your tears slowly dried up, sobs quieting down into soft sniffles, when you felt the warmth from his breath puffing against your forehead. It was a fleeting second, you looking up with your teary eyes and being met with his brown eyes, before he was pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. 'The writter is so gonna have to make me a real ass in the next fanfic to compensate this' he thought to himself.

Once you had calmed down, he gently moved your face out of his chest. Hushing and sushing you when you let out a little distressed noise at the separation.

His hand settled for staying tangled in your hair, his thumb gently rubbing circles under your eye —wiping away the tears. Before he spoke.

"you calm now, cupcake?" he whispered, breathed out, softly. He didn't know what had driven you into self-harming so actively, but he wasn't about to trigger anything by speaking in a loud voice right now.

At your little nod and "uh-huh" he noded his head and sighed in relief before smacking another kiss on your forehead.

"alright babybird, up you go" he huffed out, voice straining in the last three words by the effort of picking you up into his arms. "we're gonna clean those boo-boos, yeah?"

When the little baby-voice he put on got a small chuckle out of you, he finally smiled for the first time since he had walked into the appartment to the tacky smell of blood.

"hey, kid"

"yeah?"

Once he had set you down in the bathroom, wet rag tenderly wiping away the blood in your raw and damaged skin, he dared to speak again.

"your skin's not paper, so let's not cut it, 'kay?

[mariees-love]

🩵Master-List🩵

spider verse

★彡 indicates smut !

spider noir🕷️🖤

noir thoughts ★彡

hobie brown🕷️🎸

him playing the guitar for you

peter b 🕷️🍕

him trying to be romantic 💝

peter bc he’s a cutie- ★彡

sugar daddy peter b ★彡

fingering under the table 🙊 ★彡

morning sex 🫶🏽 ★彡

E-42 miles 💜💚

him with a talkative reader

gwen stacy 🩷🩵

idk what to call this one

miguel o’hara 💙❤️

under the table ★彡

possessive miggy ★彡

deadpool

deadpool x male reader ★彡

Deadpool x 15 y/o fem reader (platonic)

jujutsu kaisen

gojo

sugar daddy gojo★彡

[krypticcafe]

❧ Customer Service Policy

aka The Rules

As much as we love our beloved customers, this cafe is a one-man crew and to make sure the place doesn't burn down and ruin things for everyone, we have our own rules and regulations regarding special orders along with some guidance for the lost.

Many thanks, ✎ Kryptid

❧ Before You Order:

I will do a max of 10 characters for headcanons or fics per request, but you may request more in another one. Depending on the request, I might take out characters or make a second part.

I specialize in masc, amab, dominant, and particularly gender neutral readers, but I'm open to all types.

Readers are automatically written gender-neutral unless requested otherwise.

I do character/reader and occasionally character/character fanfics.

Poly ships are more than welcome! Please state if it is poly, because I will assume you want them all separately.

I will not always accept requests. I write on my own schedule.

If you want a specific kind of reader, please directly state so, such as gender, assigned sex, and/or pronouns. For example,

May I have a transmasc reader with König?

Can I get Din Djarin smut with an amab reader with they/them pronouns?

Can you do Ghost x fem!reader?

I would love to request a könig/horangi/masc reader please!

Remember, it's better to be super specific than super vague for the best customer satisfaction.

✅️Will Write✅️

Polyamory/Open Relationships

Smut (certain kinks and within reason)

Mild Dub-con (depends heavily on request)

Platonic Relationships

Sibling/Related Readers

Child/Younger Reader

AUs

Comfort/Trauma Fics

Readers of all genders, backgrounds, etc

Dark/Psychological Fics (within reason)

Dead Dove (depending)

Half-Humans/Humanoids

Robots/Mechs

Light A/B/O

❌️Won't Write❌️

Explicit or Graphic Non-con/R*pe Smut

Dark/Psychological fics glorifying actions

B*astiality

P*dophilia

Inc*st

Certain Fetishes

Real People

Pregnancy

A/B/O Mpreg

❧ Flavors:

✎﹏Call of Duty

Simon "Ghost" Riley ('09 & '22)

John "Soap" MacTavish ('09 & '22)

Captain John Price ('09 & '22)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick ('22)

König

Stray/Hound ('09 & '22)

Kim "Horangi" Hong-Jin

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

Farah Karim

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Rodolfo Parra

Sebastian Krueger

Nikto

Sobieslaw "Gromsko" Kościuszko

Keegan P. Russ

Logan Walker

David "Hesh" Walker

✎﹏Slashers/Dead By Daylight

Ghostface (films)

Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen/DBD!Ghostface

Jason Voorhees

Harry Warden

Michael Myers (films, DBD)

Pyramid Head (games, DBD)

Bubba Sawyer (films, DBD)

Thomas Hewitt

Brahms Heelshire

Trapper/Evan MacMillan

Anna/Huntress

Wraith/Philip Ojomo

Legion/Frank Morrison

Ji-Woon Hak/Trickster

Sally Smithson/Nurse

✎﹏Star Wars

Poe Dameron

The Mandalorian/Din Djarin

Cassian Andor

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Stormtroopers

✎﹏Marvel

Sam Wilson/Captain America/Falcon

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

T'Challa/Black Panther

Peter Quill/Star-Lord

Gamora

Mantis

Nebula

Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley/Moon Knight

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Eddie Brock/Venom

✎﹏Marble Hornets/Slenderverse

Masky/Tim Wright

Hoodie/Brian Thomas

Jane the Killer

Eyeless Jack

Kate the Chaser

Slenderman

all rights reserved © krypticcafe, all fanfiction belongs to me and should not be copied, edited, published, sold, or translated without permission. all characters belong to their respective fandoms and creators.

[deftosweet]

Hey there! Soooo i'm making an info list for the content i'll be writing! (This applies for requests too, so make sure to check it out!)

Fandoms i'll write for:

God Of War

Team Fortress 2

Overwatch

GTA 5

POSTAL

The Last of Us

The Boys

(Small clarification, The x-men and Marvel have not been included in this list since I am not 100% in those fandoms, I am only there for a couple of characters... Cough cough, Deadpool and Wolverine. I'll write for them tho)

What kind of content i'll write?

Fluff

(Slight) Angst

Poly! Relationships

Platonic! Relationships

Headcanons.

Content i won't write, not even in 100 years:

Proshipping

NSFW

Character x OC

Character x character (unless it's a poly relationship fic)

Any lesbian character x male reader

Any gay character x fem reader

Heavy angst

Any hateful content.

Requests are open, so feel free to ask for content!

(My native language isn't English, so I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors or anything like that, I'm open to any kind of feedback tho!)

[forggywrites]

Welcome to Forggy’s rules and guidelines!

Rules for requesting!

Please only send In requests when I indicate they are open

Requests are currently open!

What I will write:

GN reader

Male reader

Ftm reader

Headcanons

Oneshots

Male characters

Gender non conforming characters

Certain fem characters

Fluff

Platonic relationships

Romantic relationships

What I might write:

Angst

NSFW

Hurt/comfort

Fight scenes

Parenting scenarios

What I WON’T write:

Pregnancy

Arranged marriage/relationships

Abuse

Yandere

Possessive characters

Real people/non characters

More will be added as I continue to write.

I have the right to deny/ignore any requests sent.

Fandoms I’m currently willing to write for:

Marvel movies/shows (including Deadpool, venom, etc)

Spiderverse

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

911 & 911 Lone Star

BNHA/MHA

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Black Butler

Attack on Titan

Hunter x Hunter

Tokyo Ghoul (manga)

Persona 5

Fire Force

Fullmetal Alchemist