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hannibals-favourite-meal · 1 year

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hiii, I'm new to your blog and I love the way you write!!

could we have something with wade wilson/deadpool ? thank you in advance 💗💗

Taco Tuesdays

Wade Wilson x plus size reader

Tuesdays are date nights in the Wilson household and nothing is going to get in the way of Wade and his Mexican food and his woman.

Warnings: Wade Wilson, violence, implied smut, swearing

WC: 894

Minors DNI

Tonight the music seems so loud

I wish that we could lose this crowd

Maybe it's better this way

We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say

Rang out through the cavernous warehouse. “Wait! Wait! Wait! Timeout!” The goons tied up in chairs around the red-clad man went silent, giving each other almost disbelieving looks. His gloved hand flew into the crotch of his weirdly tight pants and started rooting around.

“Where is it? C’mon you slippery bitch. Ah hah!” A beat up flip phone was pulled out, still ringing. “Helloooo~” He answered, pressing the cheap phone tightly to where his ear was located under the red latex. “Hi Wade! Are we still on for dinner tonight?”

“Oh my darling baby girl!” He cooed into the phone, absentmindedly twirling his katana around, the sharp tip getting dangerously close to the eyes of the man restrained closest to him. He heard you giggle through the phone bashfully, still not used to his overwhelming amount of pet names for you. “Of course we’re still having dinner tonight! When have I ever refused your deliciousness?”

“Wade.” You hissed, obviously getting flustered. His lips curled up in a devious smirk that no one could see. “What, everyone should know that my girl has the most delicious, delectable, most incredible little pus-“

“Wade!” But he just laughed at your screech, quite pleased with himself. He could practically see you curled in that oversized sweater that you were obsessed with, burying your head in the fabric, trying to hide your face like you always did when you were embarrassed. “You can’t say that!”

“Of course I can! It’s true!” His blade twirled around his head as he spun around. The various men he had detained each flinched away, trying to get as far away from the deadly weapon as possible. But given how tight they were tied down, they could only crane their necks back a few inches.

“But it’s not polite!” You insisted, your voice going up in pitch the way it always did when you were annoyed at him.

“Can you just kill us now?” One of the goons muttered under his breath. Wade’s head whipped around so quickly he almost snapped his neck. “What the fuck did you just say?” The man opened his mouth to respond but Deadpool interrupted him. “No no, I wasn’t asking you to repeat yourself, I was just giving you time to realise how badly you fucked up.”

The katana came to rest on the man’s chest, the tip digging into the soft spot at the base of his neck. “You will die, but I’m about to make it veeeery slow like when I make sweet sweet love to my lady bird.” An indignant splutter came from his phone’s speakers, reminding Wade that said lady bird was still listening in.

“I’m going to hang up now, my precious little gremlin. I’ll be home soon to eat some tacos and then your taco.” He made some kissy noises into the phone and hung up before you could chastise him again. “Now, let’s get started.”

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Just as you set the last plate of taco fixings on the table, your front door burst open like it always did when Wade came home (except for the times when he came through the window, or once when he blew up a wall). “Honey! I’m home!”

His suit was a slightly more rusty red than when he left this morning, obviously caked in blood that you would have to rinse off later. There were a couple rips from where he had been injured but thankfully not many today. “Hi Wade.” You replied, still somewhat bashful.

You could tell he was frowning under his mask. “Now why are you so embarrassed?” He wrapped you up tightly in his arms, your own curling around the back of his neck. Your fingers found the smooth edge of his mask where it met the back of his suit and you gently yanked up. He let you pull the rough material from his head, exposing his face to you.

“Don’t talk about our sex lives in front of other people.” He scoffed at your firm tone and leaned forward so he could nuzzle the tip of his nose against your own.

“It wasn’t like they were going to live to tell anyone else.” You rolled your eyes but smiled anyway. His hands quickly slipped from your lower back to your ass, giving the plump cheeks a firm squeeze.

“I’ve changed my mind, I want your enchilada first.” As his fingers slipped lower, making a b-line for the apex of your thighs, you laughed shyly, wiggling in his hold.

“But I made tacos not enchiladas.” His face fit into the juncture of your neck and shoulders, delicately nipping at your soft skin.

“They’re both the same coming out, hot lips.” You groaned at his crassness but a moan quickly slipped from your lips as he gave a particularly hard bite to your pulse point. “Let’s go to bed.” He pulled you back with him, guiding both of you to the cheap, unmade bed.

“Hey hannibals-favourite-meal?”

*Yes Wade?*

“Fade to black please.”

*But-*

“Don’t think a computer screen will stop me from coming after you for looking at me and my girl doing some fun patootie.”

*Sigh, fine.*

“Thank you.”

The End.

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Deadpool masterlist

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plussizeappreciationfics · 1 year

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we back back back 😂

Could I request a Deadpool x Non-binary plus size person where they’re friends with Wade but also in love with them. In order to hide their feelings, reader focuses on other things like spending time with Colossus and the rest of the team. Wade starts noticing and getting jealous, jabbing reader with sarcastic/funny comments until reader confesses at a crucial moment. A dangerous mission 👀👀

Bitte schön😊😊

Danke schön❤️🥰

Hier bitte schön bestie 🥰❤

You confessing your feelings for Wade during a difficult mission includes:

-Wade not wanting to have you on the mission in the first place but Colossus forcing him to actually stand up and hand you over the file of the new mission

-You accepting the file with a fake smile as you secretly don’t want to go on a mission with him, your romantic feelings for him already straining the remaining pieces of your “friendship”

-But you swallowing your anxiety and getting suited up, noticing how Wade keeps looking at your legs whenever you have to walk past him

-”Don’t walk into the door, Sherlock” is what he tells you when you’re about to walk into the closed door of your meeting room

-When everyone is in the jet and flying to the hidden location, you can’t help but notice Deadpool huffing and puffing whenever you and Colossus try to have a conversation, that being a little tradition of the two of you in order to keep your nerves calm and steady during difficult missions

-”Do you have a problem?” you finally snap at Wade when he tries to interrupt you for the sixth time with a loud sigh and huff

-”Nope.” is all he says before turning his head and pretending like you don't’ exist, you not knowing that he’s acting out because he’s afraid that it’s only a matter of a few days before you and Colossus step forward and reveal an imaginary relationship

-Once you arrive at the hidden location, it doesn’t take long before shots are being fired, grenades being through at ya’ll and the whole team having to fight like their lives depend on it

-You’re in the middle of a hand to hand combat when your enemy suddenly surprises you with a blade after having given you a sharp punch to the jaw

-That fucker instantly jammed it into your stomach and you couldn’t help but gasp loudly as the sharp pain overtook your senses, making you collapse on the floor while trying to breathe through the pain, your heartbeat thumping loudly in your ear while the shock takes over your body

-”[Y/N]!!” Wade yell once he sees your body collapsing on the dirty ground

-”Fuck you!” he yells at the person that stabbed you before ending their life with a clean headshot while running towards you

-”Hey, hey look at me. You’re gonna be okay? You hear me?” Wade frantically tells you, pressing a cloth to your stab wound and applying a horrible pressure which makes you scream out in pain while tears gather in your eyes

-”I-I love you, Wade” is all you mumble as you feel sudden exhaustion take over you, the blood loss becoming too much and you not knowing whether you’ll survive or not

-Wade does not hesitate to gently kiss you and promise you that everything will be okay while you slip into unconsciousness

-By the time you wake up, you’re in the medical center at the compound, flowers and chocolates resting near the window on a small table

-Suddenly, you feel something warm resting in your hand and when you look down, you see a hand holding yours

-”Yes we’re holding hands, deal with it” Wade’s soft voice chuckles, making you instantly grin before looking up and seeing him sitting next to your bed and holding your hand, a relieved look now taking over his face while tears brim his face

-”Kiss me”

-”Only if you promise not to die while I do so”

-”Shut up and kiss me” you command with a chuckle before Wade leans in and presses his lips softly against yours

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 7 months

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2023 Kinktober Masterlist

I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long and rough year and I will do my best to continue this month but if I miss a day it's because of writer's block or work but anyway here is my Kinktober masterlist and what I have planned for you all, my wonderful amazing readers! I hope you like the thigh clenching, panty soaking, jean tightening thrill of smut! I hope you enjoy!

Banners by: @vase-of-lilies

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Semi-Public (Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Drummer!Steve Harrington x Groupie!Fem!Reader) 🔥 Day 2: Stepcest (Stepbrother!Ransom Drysdale x Stepsister!Fem!Reader)🔥🌙👿 Day 3: Size Difference (Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Petite!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥 Day 4: S&M (Masochist!Eddie Munson x Sadist!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥 Day 5: Fucking Machine (Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Fem!Reader) 🔥🕸️ Day 6: Body Worship (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader) 🔥🌙 Day 7: Stripping (Shy!Jake Jensen x Stripper!Fem!Reader) Day 8: Hate Sex (Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader) Day 9: DP in One Hole (Married!Steddie x Babysitter!Fem!Reader) Day 10: Fisting (Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader) Day 11: Pregnancy (Steve Harrington x Pregnant!Fem!Reader) Day 12: Deepthroating or Facesitting (Sub!Jake Jensen x Dom!Fem!Reader) Day 13: Orgasm Denial (Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader) Day 14: Rimming (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader) Day 15: Glory Hole (Post TFAWS!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader) Day 16: Breeding (Dad!Thor Odinson x Mom!Fem!Reader) Day 17: Masturbation (Jim Hopper x Secretary!Fem!Reader) Day 18: Spanking (Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader) Day 19: Humiliation (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader) Day 20: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Lee Bodecker x Pirate!Fem!Reader) Day 21: Sex Toys (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader) Day 22: Pegging (Human!Castiel x Fem!Reader) Day 23: Costumes (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader) Day 24: Shotgunning (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader) Day 25: Daddy Kink (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader) Day 26: Virginity (Virgin!40s!Stucky x Experienced!Fem!Reader) Day 27: Titfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-sized!Fem!Reader) Day 28: Body Worship (Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader) Day 29: Breathplay (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader) Day 30: Squirting (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader) Day 31: Bondage (Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader)

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Wade Wants to Reminisce

Pairing: James “Bucky” Buchanon Barnes x Plus size!Super!reader, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson x Super!reader (platonic) Characters: Plus size!Super!reader, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson, James “Bucky” Buchanon Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark Warnings: Wade things, the avengers coming to save the reader, Bucky and the reader share a past, Nat and Wade are trying to get their friends laid, this is totally not inspired by a bunch of Bucky and Soldier Boy fics I read all weekend (don’t judge me), the deadpool gif is literally the reader and wade, this 100% does not make sense, I was bored and wanted some deadpool content, I also may have gone down a Bucky rabbit hole and here we are Word Count: 971

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He wouldn't tell you anything about his plans [I didn't want my plans to get ruined]

He'd make sure nothing bad would happen to you (nothing too major at least) [I wouldn't let them murder you or charge you with a B and E, chill]

Reenactment flashback

You were fine until he set off an alarm [I didn't do that. It was Fabio. *Wade points to the intern*

The poor guy starts shaking-

The real reenactment

"Wade," you pinch the bridge of your nose. "Did we break into a building we shouldn't have?"

"Yo soy no hablo Español."

"You're hablo-ing Español right now!"

"Fine! You caught me. I'm trying to help you suppress your kitty urges."

"Wade!"

"What?" He shrugs, eating a chimichango. "You kept whining to me how lonely you are and I know there's a lot of- ow, hot." He licks his fingers before trying to hold his chimichanga. "What was I saying? Oh right, there's a lot of fine men here for you to pounce on."

"I'm going to kill you."

"You know you can't. I'm just doing my friendly duty."

"You're a problem for society."

"That hurts." He places his hand over his heart.

"I hope it fucking does you crackwhore."

"Woah," he raises his hands. "There's no need to bring Blind AL into this."

"We both know it's you I'm talking about."

"Uh- hey," Tony waves his hands. "I don't mean to interrupt whatever the hell this is but you two just broke into the Avenger headquarters so we're gonna need to detain you for a couple of hours."

"Detain him." You point to Wade before raising your hands up in defense. "I had nothing to do with this."

"You bitch," he replies, extending the words.

"Slut."

"Whore."

"Old avocado."

"Dick sucker."

"At least my partner is satisfied."

He gasps, placing a hand over his chest. "What'd she tell you?"

"Nothing I didn't already know."

"Doll?"

You spin around with furrowed brows and then your jaw drops. "James?"

"Wait- you two know each other?!" Tony and Steve shout.

"She's your coffee date?" Natasha asks him with her hands on her hips.

"You've been getting laid and I didn't know?"

You pinch the bridge of your nose again. "I'm going to kill you. I swear on all that is holy Wade. I'm going to grab that hammer and smash you with it."

"That's not the kind of hammering I planned on doing today."

You purse your lips and pounce.

James stepped closer to you just in time. "Hey, hey. Calm down."

"Not until he's mush."

"Doll."

"But-"

"No."

"Bucky," you whine. "Just a little?"

"Not a chance."

"Would you two mind explaining how you met?" Natasha asks.

"Coffee shop."

Sam walks into the room, taking a second to see what's going on and then he sees you. "Oh, hey."

You turn and smile at him. "Sammy."

"Why does he get such a nice greeting?" Wade whines.

"He's not you."

"I take major offense to that."

"You should."

"Rude."

"I'm still stuck on the fact that Tinman went to a coffee shop and got a date. He doesn't even like coffee," Tony complains.

"I like a certain type of coffee."

"From a cute girl?"

"No."

"Yes. Man, you thought she was cute and bought her coffee," Sam rats James out.

You spin around in his arms. "You did?"

Usually he likes to think of himself as someone who doesn't get embarrassed but right now, he's plotting ways to get back at Sam. He doesn't look up at you. "Uh- I- I did."

"Well aren't you sweet," you smile up at him.

"I need to call Vanessa."

The smile is wiped from your face. "Go home, Wade!"

"But then I wouldn't get some memories I can play on repeat with my unicorn or Vanessa later."

"For fucks sake- Wade, get back here."

James lifts you over his shoulder and walks towards his room, locking the door behind him. "This makes things a lot easier." He sets you down.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I planned on calling you and asking if you wanted to go out."

"If I say yes," you trace shapes on his chest, before staring at him through your lashes. "Can we stay here for the rest of the day?"

"If I say yes, will you stop using those eyes on me? You're killing me, doll. You know I'd say yes without that look."

You smile up at him and practically bounce as you walk away and aim for his bed.

A voice can be heard through the airvents. "So, does this mean you'd rather get ducked down than hangout with me?"

"100%"

"Cool. Just checking. Text me the details. I want to know how big."

"Wade!"

"I'm curious to see if he's a queen or a king."

"Liar."

"You've caught me but I already know."

"Go home."

"Bye kids. Use protection, unless you're into that." [And you all know what I'm talking about. Don't act like your Tumblr isn't full of those fics. Yes, I know about them too. Who do you think will write some about me?]

Wade closes the laptop he stole (from you) and sighs. “This was nice.”

You throw your boyfriend's alarm clock at him.

“Ow!”

“Go home, Wade. We’re trying to sleep.”

“Doll, what’s tumblr?”

“Wade you’re dead!”

Wade’s screaming alerts the rest of the compound.

“Why is your friend screaming?” Steve asks you.

“He taught James something he shouldn’t have, and he knows it. GET BACK HERE, WILSON!”

“Never!”

“I hope you’re proud,” Natasha pats James’ back.

“Why are you saying it like that?”

“Your girlfriend brought home a parasite.”

“It could be worse.”

“It could be worse!?” Sam screeches.

“It could be so much worse, Sammy.”

“That’s my nickname for him. You don’t get to steal it.”

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musings-of-a-lovesick-fool · 2 years

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One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure: Colvyr Covali x Karl Heisenberg — ♡

What's His is Mine and What's Mine is Mine: Colvyr Covali x Alcina Dimitrescu, Colvyr Covali x Karl Heisenberg — □

Alcina's Notes on Colvyr: Features Colvyr Covali, Alcina Dinitrescu and her daughters — □

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Guilty Conscience: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ◇♡♧

Tired: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Joseph Seed — No Cult AU ♡

Unwanted Visitor: Features Jerome Jeffries, Baptist!Dean Sinclaire and Peggies — Reverse Fc5 AU ◇

Misguided: Features the Seeds, the Sinclaires, Herald!James Rook and Marvin Brooks — Reverse Fc5 AU ◇

Not a Diva: Peggie!Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ♡

A Glimpse: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x the Seeds — ◇♡☆

A Moment of Bliss: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ♡

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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked: Features Marvin Brooks, Deputy Dean Sinclaire, Deputy James Rook, Jess Black, Grace Armstrong, Earl Whitehorse and Peggies — ◇

A Mistake and a Saving Grace: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Joseph Seed, Features Sharky Boshaw — ☆♡♧

Head For Breakfast: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Deputy James Rook — ♤♡ [Consensual Somnophilia, Oral, Barebacking]

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24/03: Nikolas Reeves x Hakon x Lawan — ♡

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Scars & Ink: Nym Rosemerry x Eden Noble — ♡

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You Shouldn't Have: Razahir 'Raze' Khemse x Salvador Hale — ♡

Valentine, Bryne

The Rain Fell My Love and So Too Did We: Sybil Bryne x Eliad Bryne — ♧◇

Resident Evil Village

Lunchbreak: Male!Lord!Reader x Karl Heisenberg — ♡

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You're Important to Me Idiot: Male!Deputy!Reader x Sharky Boshaw — ◇♡

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Through the Pouring Rain: GN!Reader x John Seed — ♡

By The Fire: GN!Reader x Grace Armstrong — ♤ [Oral]

Good Boy: GN!Reader x Sharky Boshaw — ♤ [Praise, Doggy Style]

Intermission: GN!Reader x Nick Rye — ♤ [Public Handjob]

After Hours: GN!Reader x Joey Hudson — ♤ [Fingering, Oral]

You, Me and a Bottle of Whiskey: GN!Reader x Mary May Fairgrave — ♤♡ [Accidental Stimulation]

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Cooler than Him

Wade Wilson x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2312 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Wade flirting with you, a rival headhunter that hangs out sometimes

(Part of draft clean out, just an idea I had that I really liked)

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You were cooler than him.

Wade was perfectly aware of that, but that didn’t deter him from becoming absolutely fascinated by you, even when Weasel told him it was a terrible idea.

You would squash him like a bug.

He knew it, and so did everyone else.

There wasn’t anyone in the scene who didn’t know who you were.

You had been around for a long time, and maintained one of the highest body counts around. If somebody needed someone else dead, they would come to you for a heavy price.

By all accounts, you would chew up Wade Wilson and spit him out but he really didn’t seem to care.

If nothing else, the fact that you were so scary only made him more interested in you because he was a glutton for punishment.

You were stunning, with the sort of blank stare that let him know just how much you hated his guts.

That was something that a guy like Wade couldn’t pass up, after all, women were so much hotter when they hated him.

He couldn’t help it.

“I’m gonna go talk to her” the words came from his throat with a decided nod. He had been staring at you for the past hour or so, but only now did it seem like a good idea to address you.

It certainly wasn’t.

No amount of time would ever make that a good idea, but when Weasel once again tried to tell him that, he was only waved off. Surely, the bartender didn’t know what he was talking about.

You couldn’t be that bad.

If there was one thing Wade had, it was game, and he was sure that once you got to know him, there would be nothing keeping you from falling for him.

Besides, no harm could come from him offering to buy you a drink, so that’s exactly what he did.

Before he could risk his best friend talking him out of it, Wade made his way across the grungy floor to where you were sitting with a sly smile on his face, confidence practically oozing from his every pore.

Wade thought that if he had anything, it was game, but in fact, all he had was blind confidence and the fact that he was immortal.

Though, in order to think that talking to you would be a good idea, he had to also be an idiot.

“Can I get you another drink?” he asked, doing his best to be smooth as he slid into the chair across from you, not missing the look you shot his way as he did.

No one ever bothered you while you were sitting here, not unless they had a job they needed done, and Wade certainly didn’t look like a client.

You worked for high dollar clients, men who would pay thousands to have work rivals taken out and women who wanted their husbands dead.

You definitely didn’t do whatever it was he needed.

“You can’t afford what I’m drinking” you allowed, not even bothering to look at him. Your eyes were trained on a few men across the bar, a fight budding between them.

That was far more interesting to you than whatever this guy wanted, something you weren’t sure he’d ever actually get around to asking you.

When you finally did let your eyes slip to his face, you saw that he was just staring at you, as if he couldn’t get any weirder.

“Well, then maybe you should be buying my drinks” he joked, though as he laughed, the dead air hung around him as a stale reminder that he had no business being here.

Luckily, tact was one of those things Wade just never seemed to develop.

It didn’t seem to matter that he was most assuredly striking out, at least he’d gotten to talk to you.

He was a glass half full kind of guy, after all.

“Can I do something for you?” you wondered, downing the shot in front of you that he’d brought with him from the bar.

It was not what you’d been drinking, or what you’d drank for a long time, but it would have to do.

This guy wasn’t going away anytime soon, and talking to him sober was sure to give you a migraine.

The action seemed to astound Wade, who was already so enamored with you that you could have stabbed him and he would have thanked you for it.

You were just so much cooler than him.

“Absolutely, I mean, anything” he hummed, practically picking his jaw up from the floor as he admired you. Had he been anyone else, Wade would have scurred away with his tail between his legs, but he wasn’t anyone else.

There was only one Wade Wilson in the world, and he wanted you.

He had already made up his mind.

“You couldn’t afford that either” you allowed, the corner of your lip turning up just enough for Wade to gather that you were trying to tell him a joke, after he’d swallowed his tongue.

He really was in way over his head.

“I’m pretty resourceful, you never know” he countered, really doing his best to be smooth, even though it was becoming more and more obvious that he wasn’t. As confident as he was, you weren’t even breaking a sweat.

Clearly, he wasn’t the first guy in this place who tried to hit on you, but he was the first to have gotten this far.

“Yeah, I’m sure you are,” you muttered, glancing between where Wade was sitting in front of you and where the bartender was, intently staring at the pair of you like a crazy person.

In fact, as you looked around, you noticed that quite a bit of the bar had turned their attention to you.

Evidently, they had been expecting you to put him on his ass, and every second that passed with him still sitting in front of you shocked them further. It was pretty impressive that you hadn’t shooed him away.

...or broke his arm like the last guy.

“Friend of yours?” you asked, gesturing over to where Weasel was, not phased in the least by being made. He just couldn’t imagine that Wade’s insane plan was working. After all, he’d watched you put a lot of people in their place.

It wouldn’t have been hard for you to do the same to him.

Wade looked at you for a moment more before turning around to finally get a good look at whatever it was that had captured your attention.

The sight before him was embarrassing to say the least. His friend was leaning over the bar with his jaw resting on his hand, eyes glued to the impossible sight of Wade Wilson sitting so near to you.

Shit.

As if you needed any more reason to think he was a total loser.

“Uh, I guess you could call him that. He’s more of an informant” he lied, hoping that would make this whole thing a little less elementary.

It wasn’t lost on Wade that you were on another level, and every moment of your time you spent here was a gift.

Not that he was really making good use of it.

Really, he was blowing it.

The obvious lie got a laugh out of you, a sound that was music to Wade’s ears from the moment it left your lips. He actually got you to laugh?

There was no way, he wasn’t even that funny, and if memory served, you didn’t ever do that. At least, he hadn’t ever heard you laugh like that before.

“Oh, that’s funny huh?” he joked, turning around to face you completely once again, hoping he could ride this wave for a little longer.

He didn’t have the nerve to ask you out quite yet but that didn’t mean he was giving up either.

He just needed a better segway.

“Yeah, it is. What kind of information does Weasel get you? Middle school bullies and dime store thieves?” you prompted, trying to figure out how well that worked out for him.

After all, there was no way he was used to a clientele like yours.

Not the serious kind.

“Ouch” Wade chuckled, holding his heart in fake pain, though he couldn’t blame you for that assumption. It was true, the two of you were in two very different businesses but that didn’t mean you didn’t have anything to teach one another.

He could use some help polishing his image, and you certainly couldn’t hurt your own with a bit of softening.

“What? You’re a mercenary, not a high dollar assassin. It was simply an observation” you shrugged, that sly smirk pulling on your lips as if daring him to call you on your words.

You knew he wouldn’t.

No one would, but you assumed that perhaps a small part of you was curious to see just how far he would take this whole thing.

Clearly, he came over here hoping to get something from you, and you wanted to know what.

Talking to you, out of the blue, uninvited was a ballsy move, if nothing else and you were impressed.

As much as someone like you could be, that was.

“I bet I could be, if you gave me a shot” he shrugged, not quite understanding what made you so different from him.

You both killed for money and you were both having a drink in this shitty bar.

How different could you really be?

Just when you were starting to get bored, Wade found a way to pull you in again. That was one hell of a claim to make, especially to someone like you.

“Oh yeah? You think you could do what I do?” you questioned, and for a moment, Wade worried he may have actually upset you.

You had been giving him the benefit of the doubt thus far but he couldn’t be shocked to know he overstepped.

It wasn’t until you smiled again that he realized you had something else in mind.

“Probably, I kill criminals. What do you do? Take out rich white guys who’re cheating on their wives?” he pushed further, no longer worrying at all about upsetting you.

It was obvious that if you wanted him gone, he’d be gone.

Now, the two of you were just having a conversation, like any other two people.

“I deal with all kinds of clientele, but if you’re so confident, perhaps you’d like to give it a shot?” you offered, sure that he would back down once you called his bluff but you didn’t understand who you were talking to.

Wade wasn’t just some guy trying to impress you, he was also completely devoid of common sense.

He wasn’t ever going to back down from a challenge.

“Yeah, that sounds good. I only have one condition” he decided, finally finding his way in. He smiled, leaning a bit closer over the table, that whole plan coming together better than he couldn’t have planned.

It was happening.

“What?” you asked, shuddering to think of whatever it was he had in mind.

This conversation had actually gone okay so far, but just like every other guy, it wouldn’t shock you if he ruined it last minute.

You were just hoping he wouldn’t.

So far, Wade had managed to actually capture your attention in a way that wasn’t common for you and the potential that had wasn’t lost on you either. All you could do was hope that he was real.

It would definitely suck if he was just like everyone else always was with you.

“If I do it, you have to let me take you out” he grinned, trying to be as sly as he could. This wasn’t really something that ever went well for him, hitting on women and all that, but he knew he had to try.

If he made it this far and didn’t at least put it out there, he would never forgive himself.

You sighed, sort of relieved that he hadn’t come over here to try and get in your pants without any sort of interest in you, or to tell you that you weren’t nearly as talented as he was. You got plenty of that.

What was less common in a place like this was finding someone actually interested in you as a person.

It was rare, especially in your business.

“Okay Wade, you have yourself a deal” you agreed, sort of hoping that he didn’t get himself killed doing this. Going out with him may not have been where you thought this was going, but it might not be the worst.

He was interesting, and if he actually managed to do what you did without fail, you would definitely owe him something. Though, you didn’t have a ton of confidence over it either.

Wade wasn’t really prepared for this in the way he thought he was.

“I have just the client for you” you hummed, reaching into your pocket and handing him a card.

You had been doing some light recon on this guy for the last few days but there was no real reason not to let him handle it.

Not if he was so willing to do this.

Then, once he’d taken the card, you got up from the table and headed toward the bar’s exit, leaving Wade all alone.

He looked at the card for a second, a single name written on one side of it, who he assumed was the guy he had to find before turning it around. On the other side, of course, was a set of numbers.

Your phone number, if he had to guess.

God, you were so much cooler than him but it didn’t matter now. All that Wade cared about now was getting that date, after he killed this guy.

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youwerenevermeanttofeelalone · 4 years

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The Point | Wade Wilson

✦ pairing — Wade Wilson x Plus Size Reader (she/her)

✦ word count — 700-ish

✦ request — could you maybe write a deadpool x reader where the reader feels uncomfortable in her body but pretends to be all right? Maybe Deadpool finds out and helps her love herself?

✦ warnings — language, reader is insecure, mentions of Wade’s skin? Fluff?

✦ a/n — sorry for how short this is! I’ve been battling writer’s block.

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Surrounded by boxes and piles of clothes, overwhelmed and with a throbbing head, you leaned back to lay on the floor. Facing the ceiling, you questioned whether separating the clothes that fit you and the ones that didn’t was worth it or not.

On one hand, you could donate the items in good conditions that didn’t fit you — on the other, not a single piece of clothing fit you properly. That wasn’t good for your wallet.

A string of courses outside your room let you know your flatmate was back.

You weren’t looking forward to spending time with him, surprisingly. Wade stared a lot lately. You couldn’t always see it because of his mask, but you knew him too well now to recognize the intensity of his gaze.

Living with him was relatively easy, he wasn’t home for too long which meant you could be yourself most of the time. But when he was around, although entertaining, your time was spent having to fake too many parts of your personality.

Wade trudged into the room anyway, holding a couple of beers. “What are you doing on the floor, sweet cheeks? Oh! We are moving out?”

Sitting up, you tugged on the edge of your t-shirt in case it had slid up. “I’m decluttering.”

Ignoring the common rules of personal space, he sat down next to you, grunting as he handed you a bottle. You scooted farther from him, thanking him with a nod.

He couldn’t help but sigh. “I would donate some of my stuff but I don’t think it’s a good idea…”

Humming, you took a sip of beer. Wade stared at you, tilting his head like a lost puppy. As you continued to ignore him, he deviated his eyes to the open boxes.

“Are you finally buying that dress with the ribbons in the front? You’ll need more clothes.”

Absolutely fucking not. “Maybe.”

“You would look nice in it. Or the yellow one you didn’t buy when you said you would… oh and remember when you bought that denim skirt and then never wore it?”

Shifting, you faced him. “Can you get to the point?”

Wade kneeled, reaching into the nearest box. He withdrew a blouse. “You’ve never worn this.”

“The point, Wade,” you insisted, gripping the bottle in your grasp more tightly than you usually would.

He dropped the blouse on your lap, instead taking the bottle from your hand and putting it to the side. Your glares didn’t intimidate him, nothing about your attitude did no matter how hard you tried.

“I’m not stupid.”

“I beg to differ.”

Wade rolled his eyes. It was the first time he did so earnestly, he would often do it just to mess with you but he was clearly annoyed now.

“Look, I know how it feels… I’m not as confident as I would like, but,” he made an incoherent movement with his hand, “you need to be nicer to yourself. Who the fuck will if you don’t?”

Clearing your throat, you picked the blouse off your lap and threw it back into the box. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but thanks.”

He would’ve dropped if you at least had attempted to lie properly. You were pretty good at it, but you weren’t even trying anymore.

“(Y/N),” he grunted, placing a hand on your shoulder. You looked down at it, unable to mask how nice it felt as your tense back gave in and ever so slightly slumped. “You don’t have to give me explanations, but don’t lie to me.”

You nodded, eyes still on his hand. It was rare for him to not be wearing gloves — you wondered if he was ashamed of the estate of his skin or if he was just used to having his hands covered.

Wade gripped your shoulder affectionately. “My opinion probably doesn’t matter even though I think it should because I’m a genius, but you are really pretty.”

Snorting, you felt your cheeks heat up. Whether he meant it or not —you imagined he did— it was nice to hear. “I wish I could believe that,” you admitted.

His free arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you closer in a half-hug. “You can,” he assured you. “I’ll make sure you believe it.” There was something different in his voice, a soothing undertone in its determination.

Hugging him back, with both arms, you asked, “What if I don’t? It’s not like it’s easy.”

“Good thing we both like challenges, then.”

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littlemessyjessi · 5 years

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“You’re a Disaster”: Deadpool Imagine: Smoochentines Extravanganza!

Deadpool/Wade Wilson Imagine x Reader: PS Reader, Plus Size Reader

Imagine baking with Wade...

There was flour everywhere.

You didn’t even want to know where the frosting was.

And his ass is just laid out across the counter top, acting like he’s Fabio in some smutty romance novel.

“Wade, my give a damn is getting real close to busted.” you sighed.

“Oh, I’m close to busting too.” he said.

You deadpanned and just shoved him off the counter.

“You’re a disaster.” you said and promptly dragged him down the hallway.

You find the frosting.

P.S. It actually did taste better than what you planned to do with it.

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beautifulbows924 · 6 years

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500 Follower Celebration:

Thanks to @ult-rad for making this edit for me:)💕

So yesterday, I woke up and I was like: what the actual- I hit 500 followers!

It is so freaking amazing that we have come that far since the beginning❤️

For this celebration each day is going to be a different theme (each day's theme will be down below), and all of you are going to send me little excerpts with (?) at the end and I will finish off the rest of the story for you.

Example:

What you sent me example:

Nathan walks into your room, a smirk on his face and locks the door behind him. You freak out shutting your laptop as quickly as you can. “What have you been up to little girl? And don’t lie to me. Wade told me everything.” (1/?)

What I answered/posted example:

You stammered almost falling off the bed, "I wasn't doing anything."

You pushed your laptop under one of your pillows and leaned back on the headboard behind you.

"Really, you weren't?"

"Then give me your laptop."

"No.", You said shaking your head.

"Then you better get across my lap sweetheart, because I don't like being lied to." (2/2)

Themes:

Day 1: Fluff

Day 2: Angst

Day 3: Romantic

Day 4: Smut

Day 5: AU

Day 6: Kissing

Day 7: Cudding

Day 8: The First Time We Met

Day 9: Comfort

Day 10: Platonic

Day 11: Holidays

Day 12: Marriage

Day 13: Anniversary

Day 14: Cable X Deadpool X Reader (Any Category)

These are going to start (Tomorrow) Monday, May 28th. I will reblog each day with which theme we are on:) and If you have any questions feel free to just message me. 💚💕

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 11 months

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I definitely think prompt 20 would fit deadpool so well

.⋆｡Merc With A Mouth ｡⋆.

Wade Wilson x plus size reader

There’s only one way to get Wade to shut up and it involves your own mouth

Warnings: some smut, oral (m receiving), swearing

WC: 443

Minors DNI

3000 Follower Celebration

Wade loved to talk. He could talk for literal days at a time without a break, he wouldn’t even be addressing anyone, just chattering away to himself. And you loved that about him, how passionate he was about things, but there were times when you just wanted him to shut the fuck up.

And now was one of those times.

Wade had been talking for a solid 5 hours. Well 5 hours that you knew of, considering that’s when you got home from work. You think you could stand the constant stream of word vomit if it had at least been consistent but Wade had been jumping from topic to topic too quickly for your exhausted mind to keep up.

Your temples pounded with the beginnings of a migraine that was being compounded by your boyfriend’s loud voice. You groaned and sunk further into the old mattress of your bed as Wade made another lap of the apartment, still talking while stuffing his face with the pizza you picked up on the way home. “Wade, do you want to play a game?” That stopped him in his tracks for just long enough to answer you.

“What game?”

“The quiet game.” You answered simply.

“Fuck no. Anyway, like I was saying-“ And he was off again. You groaned quietly, digging the butt of your palms into your eyes as if that would stave off the inevitable headache.

Food couldn’t stop him, neither could sleep. You supposed you could call Cable to rip out his voice box again but the last time that happened he had a weird baby voice for like a day and it made the whole thing even worse. There was that one time when you let him fuck your ass where you thought he had died because he just stopped talking.

“That’s it!” You slid from the bed in a greatly uncoordinated manner and approached your boyfriend. He stopped pacing as you approached, but his mouth never stopped moving. With one good shove, he collapsed onto the couch and you slipped to your knees before him.

“Oooo am I getting head? What have I done to deserve this? It must have been because of my morning treat.” You angrily ripped his ratty sweatpants down his muscular legs, exposing his rapidly hardening cock to you.

“Will you just shut up and let me go down on you?” Immediately his mouth snapped shut at your snarl and you were graced with a blissful silence. “Thank you, now let me work.” You palmed his erection briefly before giving a kitten lick to his tip, licking up the small drop of pre-cum that gathered there.

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dilemmaontwolegs · 2 years

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ThunderClap | w.w

Platonic!Wade Wilson x plus size!fem!reader

Summary: You are Wade's roommate and also a superhero. When shit goes down you step in to save the day. Pretty much a crack!fic from a dream I had. Warnings: 18+ only, canon-typical swearing, violence, blood. WC: 626

“Oh shit, you are so fucked now you cock sucking motherfucker.”

“Wade, language!” Colossus tried unsuccessfully once again to get Wade to remember that they were in a public area. “There are children here.”

“Relax, tin man.” Wade turned his head away from the group of bystanders. “Well that seems stupid, this is an action sequence. What sort of irresponsible parents would let their child watch this senseless violence? Oh, oh, here she is!”

Wade pointed your way as you stepped out of the jeep you had stolen to race across town and started to laugh maniacally. Your thigh high boots with a stiletto heel clicked along the pavement with every step and you ignored the heat warming your bare thighs as they chaffed together with every step.

“What’s up, Wade?” You nodded as he fangirled over your appearance.

“Oh god, she spoke to me.” He panted. “I just wanted to say, you are so much better than all these superhero assholes combined! And you know how much I love anal.”

“I think everyone knows that.” You chuckled and turned to the bad guy who had escaped prison once again. “So who’s the giant metal dildo?”

“That's Colossus, you’ve met before.” Wade laughed before turning to face the real enemy. “Helmet head? That’s The Juggernaut Bitch.”

“It’s just Juggernaut.” The man growled.

“No, uh-uh, I watched some old footage of you and you definitely said ‘I’m the Juggernaut Bitch’. See?”

“Uh Wade, I think there was meant to be a comma in there.” You whispered to him as he gasped.

“He called Kitty a bitch! Make him pay, ThunderClap.”

You rolled your neck as you warmed up and stood balanced with your legs together, gathering the energy for the explosion you were about to create. Static electricity filled the air and bystanders' hair began to frizz around their head as you separated your knees and made as much space between your thighs as possible. Wade dropped to his knees beside you, watching with excitement as you legs parted to their full width, your biker shorts riding dangerously high.

“It’s more beautiful than I could ever imagine.” He whispered as he held himself back from touching the bare skin.

You didn’t bother warning him before you slammed your legs shut, he would be able to heal his blown eardrums anyway. The slap of skin sent waves rippling along your thighs and the energy you had gathered was released with a sonic boom. You could see the dust in the air part as the concentrated force blew away everything in its path towards the Juggernaut.

The energy wave hit him full force and shattered the metal helmet he wore before throwing him like a ragdoll into a concrete bollard. Cheers erupted as he was crushed into the solid block and he lay a broken mess and unmoving. Your stomach rolled at the spray of blood that had splattered across the white concrete like a Jackson Pollock painting and you turned away as Wade wrapped his arms around your thighs.

“I really need to carry a spare suit, I just creamed this one.” He stated as he looked up at you.

“That’s a new low for you.” You grimaced as you tried to shake him off. “Get off me, Wilson.”

“Leave the lady be, Wade.” Colossus said as he grabbed him by the scruff and easily tore him away before holding his hand out to you. “Thank you, you should consider joining x-force with us.”

You looked between Wade and Colossus before shaking your head. “No thanks, I see enough of that asshole at home, I could not work with him too.”

“She really does, I forget she’s not like Blind Al. I always have my asshole hanging out.”

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ineedmorefanfics2 · 2 years

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Pining Love

Deadpool/Wade Wilson X Fem!Plus Sized Reader

Request: I was just wondering if you could do a deadpool x plus size reader, something fluffy. Mutual pining, wade playfully teasing, that kinda thing you get the vibe? mutant would be cool but I honestly can’t think of what kinda mutant so you could just have fun with it and surprise me if you wanna haha. As for the gender, female or gender neutral is fine. Can’t think of anything else to add. I haven’t been ~engaging~ in the marvel universe since deadpool 1 came out way back when so I honestly have no idea what’s going on with the lore or anything but you don’t have to worry about spoilers or anything I really don’t care for it that much any more ya feel me? Hope you enjoy your day love :)

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual Innuendos, Light Mention of Drinking

A/N: This is horrendously late, like I’m pretty sure you requested this in June😬. I’m so sorry it took me so long to get this out but I really hope you enjoy. I also totally stole Kitty Pryde’s power for the reader because I forgot she existed when I began writing this, so I apologize for that as well lol. @soggy-enchilada

The scent of fresh cut grass drifted through the open windows of the X-Mansion, wafting into your nose as you fanned yourself with your hand.

It was a hot summer day in New York, and unfortunately for you and your fellow residents of Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, the air conditioning in the old manor had shit itself.

You sat in the lounge near the open window, allowing the barely there breeze to soothe your heated skin.

Ellie and Yukio sat on the couch across from you, Yukio’s legs resting in Ellie’s lap as she read from a book. Even the extreme heat couldn’t keep the couple apart.

Piotr, who was unbothered by the heat due to his mutation, simply flipped through channels on the tv, finally stopping on some old western flick.

You closed your eyes, relishing in the relaxation of the day. It was a perfect day to just be lazy and relax, and those days weren’t often when you were an X-Man.

The sound of the front door slamming open caught your attention, and Wade Wilson waltzed into the room, decked in his iconic red and black costume.

“Great.” Ellie grumbled, rolling her eyes at the Merc with a mouth.

“Zip it warhead.” Wade snapped back as he made his way around the room. “It’s hot as balls in here.” He complained.

“Air conditioner broke.” You replied.

“Where’s storm when you need her?” Wade huffed as he plopped down beside you, arm going around your shoulders, the two of you oblivious to the gazes of your friends.

It wasn’t uncommon for you and Wade to be close to one another, having known each other before Wade’s mutation was activated.

You, like Wade, used to be a mercenary for hire. The two of you would cross paths at Sister Margaret’s, complimenting each other on your latest kills and betting on who could get a job done quicker. You usually came out victorious, milking Wade for his cash and teasing him about his loss. Though you had to admit, you were a bit of a cheater. You’re mutation of intangibility allowed you to phase through solid objects as well as people, which helped significantly in your line of work and gave you an advantage over Wade.

You weren’t proud of your mercenary work. Taking lives wasn’t something you enjoyed, but being a mutant made it hard to find work so you took what you could get. Luckily for you, Charles Xavier found you and took you in, allowing you a chance at redemption as well as a job that saved lives instead of taking them.

Soon, you found yourself an X-Man, and had reconnected with Wade when Piotr had dragged you along to put a stop to the red clad anti hero’s usual shenanigans, though you’d only see him so much.

When Vanessa died and Wade became a full time X-Man himself, the two of you began to grow closer, always seen together or not at all.

His crude sense of humor and scarred face never bothered you. He was your best friend, and you wouldn’t change your relationship for the world. Even if it meant keeping your feelings at bay.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for Wade that strayed from friendly, but you weren’t willing to put your friendship at risk, and decided that hiding your feelings was better than the embarrassment of rejection.

The feeling of Wade’s hand rubbing your arm brought you from your thoughts and you turned your attention back to him.

“You okay?” He asked, his tone was playful but you knew him enough to know he was actually concerned.

“Yeah, just thinking.”

“Thinking of me naked?” He teased.

“You wish.” You snorted, playfully elbowing him in the rib.

“Yes I do.” He replied, which earned him another elbow to the rib. “Wanna get out of here?” He proposed.

“And go where?” You raised a brow at him as he stood.

“Sister Margaret’s, like back in the day. I’ll even have Weasel give us a couple of blowjobs.” He winked.

Piotr cleared his throat and sent Wade a glare. “There are young ears present.” He grumbled, which made Wade scoff.

“It’s a drink, iron ass. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” Wade responded, and before you knew it his hand was in yours and you were being dragged outside to your car.

It wasn’t long before you were putting your car in park and heading into the home for wayward girls turned bar with Wade directly on your heels.

Weasel was the first to notice your presence and grinned at the two of you as you approached the bar. “Y/N! Long time no see. What’s it been? Four years?” He asked as he cleaned the glass he held.

“About that.” You shrugged. You hadn’t been back to Sister Margaret’s since meeting Charles Xavier all those years ago. You had nothing against the place or the people, even though you knew their line of work. You were once in their shoes, so you really had no room to judge them. It was just that you had gotten so caught up in being a hero that you didn’t have time for checking in with your old friends. You glanced up and snorted at the board that sat above Weasel’s head. Even after four years your name was still up there.

Weasel followed your gaze and smiled sheepishly at you. “Hey, you’re with the big leagues now. Makes you more popular.”

“You mean more likely to die.” You sassed and Weasel sent a playful shrug your way.

Wade’s hand found it’s way on your hip as he leaned next to you, as he himself read the board. Your heart fluttered at the contact but you ignored it, opting to order a drink from Weasel instead.

After throwing the shot back, you turned toward Wade. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom, I’ll meet you at the pool table after, yeah?”

“Sounds good.” He said, giving your hip a squeeze as you walked off.

He watched you until you were out of sight and turned back towards Weasel.

“Since when did that start?” Weasel asked, and Wade titled his head in confusion.

“What are you talking about?”

“The two of you? When did you guys get together?”

Wade scoffed. “We didn’t. We’re just friends.”

“Just friends? You haven’t left her side since the two of you have been here, which is rare since you’re usually bouncing around here like a ping pong ball to piss everyone off.” Weasel snorted. “Plus considering you haven’t said something offensive or pissed her off yet means you definitely like her.”

“What are you? My therapist? We’re just friends so fuck off.” Wade grumbled, and even though he could deny Weasel’s accusations, he couldn’t deny the fluttering in his stomach whenever you were near him.

“Come on Wade, I’m not stupid so don’t lie to me. It’s like you and Vanessa all over again.”

Wade let out a huff as he frowned. “I’m not, and even if I was it doesn’t matter, she says we’re friends, so we’re friends. Now do your best to weasel your way out of my love life.”

Weasel narrowed his eyes. “Haha, very funny. Haven’t heard that one before.”

“Well maybe if you minded your business, you wouldn’t have to hear that joke, now would you?” Wade replied, snatching the cup Weasel was drying out of his hand and reaching over the counter to fill it full of beer.

“Wade!” He turned, seeing you waving at him from the pool table and quickly made his way over to you, fresh drink in hand.

The rest of the afternoon went by quickly, the pair of you playing pool and drinking cheap alcohol, laughing obnoxiously at the crappy jokes shared between the two of you.

Before you knew it your stomach was growling and it was already six pm. “You ready to head out?” You asked Wade as you put your empty glass on the bar.

He stretched his arms above his head. “Yeah. We heading back to the manor?” He asked.

You shook your head. “Nah, thought we’d head to my old apartment and order a pizza.”

You said as you grabbed your car keys from the hook near the front door.

“You still have that place?” Wade questioned.

You nodded. “Yeah. Kept it for a year or two after I got recruited by the professor just in case I ever wanted to opt out. I didn’t want to end up homeless if I left so I kept it to have a place to go. I keep it now for whenever I need a break from the manor.” You shrugged.

The two of you walked outside. Wade cursed as he noticed the pouring rain that had started while the two of you were hanging out in the bar. He turned towards you and held out his hand.

You rolled your eyes. “I only try to use it in emergency’s Wade. This isn’t really an emergency.”

“Please? I’ll pay for pizza.” He begged.

You stared at the red and black mask, eyes narrowed as you glared at him. He didn’t budge and it didn’t take you long before you were grumbling, snatching his hand into yours and activating your mutation.

The two of you walked into the rain, but instead of getting the drenched, the rain went right through the two of you.

Wade moaned and you could feel your eyes roll in the back of your head. “It always feel nice when you make things go through me.” He teased.

It didn’t take the two of you long to get back into your car, dry and still hungry. Wade ordered pizza as you drove to the old rundown apartment building you used to call a home.

The two of you walked down the hall of the complex until you reached door 37, and you grabbed Wade’s hand once more, heading into your apartment through the door. Legitimately.

“Sorry about the mess, I haven’t been here in a while.” You said as your hand slipped out of his and you turned on the lights, illuminating dirty clothes and old take out cartons. You flexed your fingers, already missing the feeling of his hand in yours.

“Doesn’t bother me, Oscar the Grouch.” He shrugged as he hopped onto the couch, kicking off the chinese take out carton that sat on the arm.

You grabbed a couple of cokes from your fridge and snatched the remote to the TV as you passed it before taking a seat next to him. You handed him the remote as well as a coke before you made yourself comfortable, leaning into his side as he put on some stupid romcom you paid no attention to.

It’s not like you could focus with Wade’s hand running up and down your bare arm, his fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake.

You allowed yourself to close your eyes, relishing in the soft moment and pretending that for just a second, the two of you could be more than friends.

His hand left your arm, and you almost shivered at how cold you felt without his touch before you felt gloved fingers touching your lips.

Your eyes snapped open, and Wade’s head hovered above you, mask lifted just below his nose.

It was like the world around the two of you stopped, the two of the only ones in motion. The noise of the TV faded away as Wade’s warm breath fanned over your face and you could’ve sworn your heart stopped.

You lifted your hands slowly, as if any sudden movement would have Wade slipping from your grasp.

You grabbed hold of the bottom of his mask, and gently pulled it up. Over his nose, the top of his cheeks, his eyes, and then completely off his face.

He let you, soft chocolate eyes staring into your own.

You let the mask drop, bringing your hands back up to caress his face.

He leaned into your touch, letting his eyes close as he hummed.

And then you were leaning in, and so was he. You could feel his breath on your lips, centimeters away from connecting with his own.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The two of you pulled away from each other quickly, the moment ruined.

“It’s the pizza.” Wade mumbled.

You nodded, mind still foggy from the events that had taken place only moments ago. “I’ll get it.” You mumbled.

You stood, grabbing the twenty Wade had left on the coffee table that sat in front of your couch and phased through the front door, the top half of your body sticking out into the hall.

The teenage boy holding your pizza gasped, almost dropping the pie. Served him right for interrupting.

You stared at him and he gulped. “Um… $16.52 please.” He squeaked.

You snatched the pizza from him, throwing the cash at him as you headed back inside, tossing a “Keep the change.” at him.

You turned around, pizza in hand as you stepped out of the door, turning off your mutation.

In mere seconds lips were on yours, and this time the pizza did drop to the floor. Wade used the opportunity to grab ahold of your hands, pulling you into him, his lips never leaving yours.

You were quick to respond, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as you kissed him back with just as much vigor.

Wade began to speak in between kisses. “I talked to Weasel.” Kiss. “He told me,” Kiss. “that I was in love with you.” Kiss. “I told him,” Kiss. “I wasn’t.”

He pulled away finally, allowing you to catch some much needed air.

“I lied.” He said.

You pulled him back towards you, giving him another smack on the lips before you were grinning at him.

“Good, because I love you too.” You replied.

“Glad you said so, I’ll get the strap.”

“Moment ruined, Wade.”

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daredevil420 · 2 years

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I’ve never written on tumblr hello!!

•X reader requests open

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What I’m best at writing:

- hurt and comfort

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- dysphoria comfort fics

I will write any relationship doesn’t have to be romantic (ex. Best friends, adopted parent/s).

I will write any gender identity (this includes for characters if you have headcannons).

**ALL** of my writings will be inclusive for plus sized people.

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Marvel

-Wade Wilson

-Matt Murdock

-Foggy Nelson

-Bucky Barnes

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padfootdaredmetoo · 3 years

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Hi!! I was wondering if maybe you could write a Wade x plus size reader? Maybe she’s an ex pro thief and gets put with him for a mission or smth?? I got no idea man just have fun with it aye

Thank you for the request!!!!! Sorry for the wait!

I wasn't sure if you wanted it to be dirty or not so I sectioned that part off in case it's not what you're looking for :)

You are my first ever request! So, thank you, thank you, thank you, and I hope you enjoy it <3

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Thieving, being exceptionally attractive while doing it. Wade on his best behaviour, Smut is sectioned off.

You haven't accepted a mission in 4 years.

You got out of the business and left those “friends” and “friend circles” behind you after you scored your dream internship. 4 years and you were running your own team and writing a semi successful blog. It was a quiet life, and you enjoyed it immensely. You liked your team members, and you felt they found you a fair and caring boss. Your cat Mr. Sparkles was a healthy weight and had finally committed to using the litter box.

You don't know why you answered when he called you, you don’t know why you agreed to such fuckery. But here you were pulling out a familiar black box out of the bottom of your cluttered closet. You picked it up and placed it on your bed. The dark colour contrasted with your bright and colourful décor. Something you found oddly reflective, once you moved on from that part of your life nothing was dark. Everything in your apartment was covered by color and patterns that made you happy.

You opened the box. You and Mr. Sparkles looked at the contents like there was a wild octopus about to come flying out of it.

“It was the right thing to do.” You said out loud. “And it's going to pay well.”

Pulling the tight outfit over your curves felt better than you thought it would. You figured that it would cause you panic or anxiety. Instead you felt a wave of confidence looking yourself over in the mirror that hung on the back of your bedroom door. Normally you were covered in bright flowy clothes, that's what you liked. Your whole life was built upon being invisible since you were little. Now that you were in charge every day was a celebration in its own way. However this made you feel sexy, the outfit was sleek and left nothing to the imagination. Pulling your long hair into a tight french braid you were ready to get out there and do some thieving.

You kissed Mr. Sparkles and gave your aloe vera plant a light touch on your way out the window. It was a hot summer night and the air was muggy. These were your favorite kinds of nights to sit out on the fire escape, have some drinks, read books, and watch the city. It was lonely, but enjoyable nonetheless.

You got up to the roof and plotted your course to the impossible house. You misstepped a couple of times before falling into your usual rhythm. You contemplated whether you were doing this because the small piece of art should be with the family it belongs too. Or if you were doing this because you had some kind of Ocean’s 11 complex that kept you hungry for such challenges. It was an impossible place to break into, the floor of the old house containing the art work was covered with laser security. A piece of knowledge that should make your stomach flip, but only makes your heart feel funny.

You got yourself into position on the roof of the low building that was across the street, you took a few minutes to survey and eventually came to the conclusion that conditions were perfect. You made your way to the 3rd floor balcony. You knew of the owner’s, an awfully cruel man and his lover. They were asleep on the 5th floor of the house. Well, city mansion? Whatever, the point is it didn't feel like a home, it felt like something a royal family would keep when they came to visit. Lots of expensive art and velvet curtains. Massive gold and crystal chandeliers hung from mirrored ceilings framed with fancy crown molding. You did your research in the few hours you had after the job request had come in, there was a - *insert super fancy techno security laser system name here.* And it was said to be unbeatable. No gymnast or other cat-like thief had been able to tango with it. You had been challenged by its precursors but had got out of the game by the time this puppy had made it out on the market.

You picked the lock on the double doors, and slid past the heavy curtains and disabled the basic alarm system for the floor. Surveying the area you saw the lasers slowly dancing like it was a Pink Floyd tribute at the local planetarium. (something you attend regularly) You took a deep breath and got ready to disco your way across the floor to the small framed painting of a sun set. You put a headphone in and set the song *put on a song you would rob a bank to*. You began the journey. People often felt that your size and shape made you incompetent or ungraceful. You learned early on in life not to listen to stupid people say stupid things. You were the best, perhaps because you weren't afraid to look stupid or ridiculous. You bended and snapped, ducked and dodged, twirled and flipped. And just like that you reached your target. The second you lifted it off the wall, the lasers stopped. You pulled your knife and twirled around ready for a fight. What you saw was not what you expected, across the room none other than Wade freaking Wilson was looking at you.. Normally you hated being stared at like that, but he was a “friend” you found particularly challenging to leave behind. The whites of his mask were wide. After making a whole bunch of strange gestures with his hands, he held up a finger motioning you to be quiet. He disappeared towards what you figured would be the staircase going up to the next floor. If he gave you a clear shot at an exit you knew he had trouble with him. So you took your out.

You got back up on the rooftop across the street, you grabbed the bag you left there and secured the painting. You pulled out a large black piece of cotton and tossed it around your shoulders like a shall. This made your outfit look less stealth and more passion for leather/night out on the town. Making your way down the fire escape on the side of the building you saw the target house explode.

I guess Wade hasn't changed any.

You picked up the pace feeling anxious to get to Sister Margrets. Making your way through the city unnoticed, you went into the shitty establishment through the alleyway door. You wasted no time moving through the hallway into the servers entrance spitting you out behind the bar. You kept by the entrance which kept you out of sight, you didn't want to see any more friends tonight. Weasel jumped when he turned around and saw you there looming in the shadows, spilling the drink he had just made.

“Fuck” He quickly remade the drink then moved back to where you were standing. He had a large envelope of cash for which you handed him the back pack. You felt slightly relieved.

“Hey I know you moved on, but thanks for this.”

“No problem”

You turned around and went out the way you came in. Opening the door that leads back to the alley way, you notice a very large and slightly singed body blocking your exit.

“Stay for a drink?” His voice caused something in you to stir. Something you were not going to explore.

“Sorry Wade but no can do” You pushed past him and began walking down the street.

“Pretty pleaseeeee” he said with a sing song voice. You tried not to smile. He caught up to you so he was walking beside you. “If your not a big drinker anymore we could go for diner, tacos!, Sushi, chicken nuggets, you always loved a good chicken nugget” You tuned him out as he kept chattering a list of every food he could remember eating together. You had to figure out somewhere to go as you weren't leading him back to your apartment. Going in random directions, he spoke up.

“I know you live on *Insert cute street name here*”

“What the fuck Wilson?”

“Well you disappeared and I wanted to make sure you weren't being unalived. This means if we head back to yours we can do take out and homemade drinks, which in my opinion is much better anyway. I make the best margaritas in the city.”

You started the walk back towards your apartment. Trying desperately to come up with a way to leave him at the front of the building. The thought of him in your very personal, very colourful, even bordering on childish apartment made you unbelievably anxious. Every time you looked over at his slightly charred body you couldn't help a strange feeling welling up inside you. You got to the front door to the building and turned to look up at him. There was a long pause as you struggled for words.

“It's alright. It was a nice walk.” You could hear the layers of sadness underneath his tone. You were going to tell him that it was a nice walk and that maybe one day when things were better for you they could get that drink. Then you were going to threaten him into keeping everything a secret.

“I don't have stuff for margaritas.” The wrong words left your mouth but for a fleeting moment you actually didn't want him to leave.

“Are you sure?” Hey sounded very serious which caught you off guard and confused you a little.

“Yeah, normally I just drink stuff out of a can” You were terrible at mixing drinks, they were always way too sweet and strong and lead to trouble. Wade gave a big laugh. “Are you okay to pick up the stuff if I get changed?”

“You betcha.” He did a twirl, blew you a kiss, then headed down the street.

You dashed up to your apartment and started to hide your more personal stuff. Grabbing an armful of clean laundry off the couch, tossing it into an empty bin in the closet. You were so busy trying to hide your stuffed animals and random fan art, that you didn't notice him standing in the fire escape landing looking at you from the large open window.

“Damn. This was not what I was expecting.” He said, sounding surprised. “This isn't what your old place looked like at all”

“Uh” Your face got hot and you refused to look at him. “I ah don't have people over so um yeah. You can go now.”

“Nonononononono. This is a huge bit of progress from everything being varying shades of grey and uncomfortable.” Wade took the place in as he made his way to your kitchen. Placing the big brown bags on the counter top, and sliding the blender out from against the bright backsplash.

"Uh I'm going to get cleaned up. Help yourself to everything." You ran into the bathroom and freshened up and were very grateful to be out of the leather and into your summer pj's. They were more on the revealing side but you never found Wade the type to care or be creepy.

Coming out you found him very comfortable whirling around the kitchen. It looked like he had made a giant frying pan of pad thai and the blender was full. Turning around to see you he picked you up and sat you on the counter top like you were nothing more than a bottle of the many sauces he currently had out. He handed you one of your favorite rainbow glasses filled with margarita. Your brain was still trying to calm down from him picking you up like that.

"Thanks" you said with an even redder face.

"No problem, hot stuff" he divided the food into two plates, you led him out to sit on the fire escape with you. It was a sacred space, it felt weird to be there with a real live person. After the most delicious plate of food ever, many drinks, and laughs about the good old days things quieted down leaving a thick tension between the two of you. You realized you owed him an apology of sorts.

"Wade, I'm sorry I didn't give you a proper goodbye. I just had a life of running and I couldn't risk anyone fucking me over again."

"It's alright babe. I understand why you did it." His voice was low and sad and it made your heart hurt. You didn't want the night to end.

"Thanks for keeping my place here a secret."

"No problem. Do you think mayyybe now that I know about your situation we could do this again sometime?"

"You have no idea how nice that would be." You really meant it having him around was the most fun you'd had in a very long time. You didn't have to pretend or beat around the bush about anything with Wade. Nothing was too dark or silly or messed up.

"Well I guess this is my cue." He made to stand up but you grabbed his knee without thinking.

"Uh if you want to. You could also stay for a while." He turned his head to the side, bright eyes looking you over. "You could take a shower and I've definitely got a shirt and some boxers I could lend you." His eyes got wider. "They're mine. They're really…. comfy…" you would never understand how he made you so embarrassed.

"Uh, not sure about that… it just…" he motioned to the rest of his body.

"I've seen your face. It won't bother me" you looked up at him with empathetic eyes, part of you hoping that maybe they came across as bedroom eyes. You gave yourself a mental slap.

"If you're uncomfortable, that's okay too." You said, giving him a kind smile. You could tell there was an internal battle. So you gave him a minute.

"Alright that sounds nice. It's a fucking mess under here tho."

You went into your bathroom and found your gentlest scent free soap and a soft towel. Then into your room to find a giant t-shirt and your biggest pair of boxer shorts.

You put it into a nice pile in the bathroom.

"Okay there's some nice soap, it's natural scent free, made of angel's tears or some shit and a clean towel and clothes in there for you."

Wade shifted around you into the bathroom. "Thanks"

You flopped onto your bed and looked up at your glow star collection that littered the ceiling. You heard the water start running and you closed your eyes. Until your herd some very loud and off key Britney Spears. You couldn't help but laugh. Soon enough he was out and flopped onto the bed next to you.

"Man this is the best sleepover ever."

"If this has been your best sleepover with a chick I feel sorry for you. And her." You joked.

"Sorry enough for a pity cuddle." You know what the look he gave you meant. He was testing the waters to see what kind of night this was gonna be. You couldn't help but feel the need to challenge it.

"We could cuddle… or we could do other stuff then cuddle." You'd thought of all the reasons this was a bad idea. But voices weren't loud enough over the sound of your heart beating. He leaned in closer, fingers brushing your cheek.

"You sure that's not a margaritas talking?"

"Very sure." You said eyes locked with his.

"Why now?" It was a good question. One you had to think about.

"I don't think I ever was really myself. Like I was as much of myself as I could be while hurting that much. Now I'm happy and I enjoy things differently"

"Hmmm I noticed that. I think I got to know you more in the past few hours than I had when we were friends. You actually laugh now. At jokes and not just crazy like when things are exploding" he moved his hand to run through your hair and you couldn't hold back a soft moan. It had been so very long since someone had touched you.

You felt his lips press into your forehead. You'd thought about Wade before but he was in a relationship, then she died, and Wade wasn't himself for a long time. You'd figured if you were something he wanted he'd make it clear considering the dude flirted with everyone. You'd always had a secret fear that maybe you went his type. Vanessa was short and very tiny, other than her you were only sure of one other and that was Cable, who was serious, fit, tall, and massive. You were a good height and curvy as all hell. Suddenly you felt self conscious. But then he put his hands on either side of your face tilting your head up to meet his. You opened your eyes and they focused in on his lips. They were so close it caused the air in your lungs to get stuck.

"You're pretty quiet. You sure you wanna try to do other things. We can jump right to cuddling if that's better for right now?"

You looked up to meet his eyes.

"Is that what you want?" You tried your best to have it come out casually.

"Not really."

Your eyes migrated back down to his lips and you shuffled closer. You wanted to kiss him so badly you felt like your body was on fire.

"You can take whatever you want baby"

******************PSA: Dirty stuff below ;)*********************

That's all the permission you needed. You moved in and softly pressed your lips into his, then took things deeper. It didn’t take much for your breathing to become ragged, you were trying desperately to take the kiss further.

Eventually you bit his bottom lip and whimpered, finally he agreed, his hands tightened on your face and your tongues started to battle it out. You wanted to win, so you moved to straddle him. Finally accomplishing some friction between the two of you, you could feel your panties sliding against your wet folds. This only lasted for a few glorious seconds, before he flipped you on to your back quickly moving to pin your arms above your head.

He started moving south leaving a red hot trail of destruction behind him. There was only so much your tank top would allow, Wade seemed very content palming your right breast while biting on the flesh beneath your left collar bone. You on the other hand wanted your goddamn clothes off.

You tried to break his grip and moaned when you realized such a task would only be accomplished by hurting him. He really had you trapped there, a piece of knowledge that only made you want your clothes off more. His grip on your breast tightened and his smirking lips took a long pull on the hardened nub that was poking up benthe the cotton of your top. You couldn't help your back arching. Finally, after paying respects to your other breast, he pulled back to look at you. He squeezed your wrists.

“Stay”

God he was so bossy. Something that divided you internally. A part of you wanted to push it, see how hard he would dig into you, and the other part was desperate to behave and be good. You decided you would be good, for now. He sat up, leaning back on his knees in between your legs. Slowly his fingers brushed across the soft skin of your stomach, then his hands ran up along your torso taking your shirt with them. Feeling his scarred hands trail lightly across you sent shivers through your body. You felt him cup and knead your breasts for a moment before pulling your top over your head. He took a long look at you which made you feel delicious. No one had ever pulled out this side of you before. Kissing down your stomach he stopped at the waistband of your shorts. He took your left leg and used it to flip you over, somehow taking your shorts off at the same time. There you were ass up naked and loving every second of it. His big hands came down to smack your ass, a loud noise of please ran out of your mouth along with most of the air in your lungs. Enjoying the response he did it again then started kneading the flesh.

“Fuck you are so fucking sexy.” You felt his hands slide down to grip the tops of your thighs. You arched your back further resting your head on the bed. “Good girl.” The words hit you like a bullet but before you had time to find your footing his hot mouth was all over you wet folds.

His skilled tongue painting some kind of masterpiece, he was touching you everywhere but where you really desperately wanted it. But this seemed to be the way he operated, and you weren't complaining. After feeling like he had been everywhere, he started to circle that tight ball of nerves and you couldn't help but let out a shout. Pleasure was ripping through your body, things were starting to get hot and tight inside you, when all of a sudden those glorious lips closed in and created some heavenly suction. You couldn't stop your hips from bucking, this earned a heavy slap on your right ass cheek.

“Fuck fuck fuckf cukkkk ah” It quickly became too much, your orgasm hit you like a train, whole body tensing up then finally crashing down. Wade kept up the rhythm letting you ride it out. Finally pulling away when it became too much. He snaked his arm up your front to grab the front of your neck pulling you up on to your knees, angling your face so he could kiss you deeply. Putting on a show of how good you tasted. After a long moment of heated kissing, he positioned you so you were laying on your back again. Giving you a few moments to catch your breath.

“You wanna keep going?” he asked softly.

“Yes please.” you answered politely.

“Alright but, it's everywhere. All over me. So doggy style is generally best for this next part. If you wanna do it that way, I'm also just happy making you scream like this too.”

“Wade, we can stop if you need to. But I would much rather you fuck me like this. Or let me choke on you for a while then fuck me like this. On my back where I can kiss you and love you back. Ya feel me?”

He looked at you with searching eyes. You realized what you said probably sounded a bit off. Love you back probably wasn't the right thing to say, but you were operating with limited brain function at this point.

“This normally doesn't end well for me.”

“Hmmm. What part, how do you like to uh finish?” You asked slightly confused. Wade only laughed.

“That's not the problem, I almost got off just from you screaming like that. No, I just want to make sure you actually enjoy it. It's hard to enjoy things when you are looking up at someone who looks like they lost a fight with an industrial paper shredder that happened to be on fire.”

You snorted.

“Wade I never knew you before, but I’ve wanted you since I met you. Okay? There's no spooky feelings here.” Your words seemed enough to convince him. He leaned in for a soft kiss, one that made you want to misbehave. You pulled the shirt up, running your hands across the well defined muscles of his torso, then broke the kiss to pull it up over his head. You didn't give him a chance to be chatty, you resumed the heavy kiss, palming his erection. He moaned into your mouth. Feeling accomplished, you pulled the boxers off letting his heavy cock slap up against his stomach. You couldn't help but break the kiss, looking down you watched your hand slide over his impressive, throbbing length. You wanted to take him in your mouth, but before you could push him back onto the bed, he was already pinning you in place beneath him.

You felt him slide himself through your heat. Finally lining himself up with your entrance, his thumb set a steady pace on your clit as he pushed into you slowly. You were grateful he took his time opening you up. You let out a strangled sound when he bottomed out, you felt so full. He set a slow pace giving you lots of time to adjust, this only made you more desperate and needy. When he finally decided you’d had enough, you felt his hand squeeze the back of your neck as he set into a ruthless pace.

“FUCK” He was too much, his heavy body keeping you in place as your hips rose to meet every single thrust. you wanted to feel him as deeply as you possibly could. His hot mouth was biting into the flesh at the bottom of your neck. The heat inside you started to build and you were near your breaking point.

‘Wade” You breathed in a high, desperate tone.

“Cum for me baby” And just like that you felt it take over, your hips snapped up and your feet cramped up. You could feel your walls clench around him tightly, and you choked when he pushed through them even rougher than before. That thumb on your clit never gave up, keeping you trapped riding out the waves of pleasure. You felt it take him over, letting out a deep growl you felt him fill you. He held himself deep inside you, moving both his hands so his forearms were on either side of you trying to keep his weight from crushing you.

His forehead pressed against yours as you both tried to catch your breath. Eventually he moved out of you and he flopped onto his back. You got up and quickly went pee and cleaned yourself up. You grabbed another washcloth and went back to clean him up. You realised that getting up might have been a mistake. Wade was on his side with his eyes screwed shut.

“Hey, you okay?” You asked softly and grabbed the sides of his face and kissed his forehead.

“Better now.” He whispered.

“Sorry for getting up, I should have said something. Can I clean you up?” He gave you a strange look, like he was waiting for you to suddenly disappear. He took the washcloth and wiped himself down, you took it back throwing it into the bathroom. You looked down at him hoping that the voices weren't giving him a hard time. You sat next to him holding his hand, giving him some time.

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“So about those cuddles?” He asked softly, and you wondered how many times people had hurt him or thrown him out.

You got under the light quilt on your bed motioning for him to do the same. He followed you, laying on his back, you tucked yourself into his side, enjoying his big arms wrapping around you. You gave his neck a light kiss.

“I missed you.” you said softly

“You have no idea how bad I missed being around you.”

“I won't leave again, if you wanted to make this either a regular thing… or a proper thing… if you're into that?” You felt a tight ball of nerves in your stomach.

“I’d really like that.” He kissed your forehead. You thought about all the things you would have to do to make this relationship compatible with your new life. But that was a later you problem, right now you were the best kind of exhausted. You both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

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