@theamazingdeanisnotonfire-blog
Hey dudes, if y’all don’t know I’ve literally had this account for the past three years. I’ve filtered through so many different phases of my life, and I’ve just decided to make a new blog. The new username is @adelinashit!! Go follow if you wanna still be in contact with moi!! See y’all on the other side!
Wade smiled and kissed Peter’s forehead before breaking the hug. With Peter around he had a reason to get up. The only real reason he might get dressed in a day was just in case he was decent when Peter came over. (But there was a fair share of times that Pete came over when he certainly wasn’t decent).
“Oh what was that? It’s a lot better when I’m around? And I’m more awesome then anyone you’ve ever met? Oh, AND you want to have my babies? I get it, Spidey-boy,” he smiled and hugged him one last time before getting all soft again.
“I missed you a lot Spidey-boy. I missed this mug,” he said as he pinched Peter’s cheeks through his mask.
“What are you talking about?” Peter’s face was growing warm beneath the mask and he found himself turning his head away as though Wade would somehow be able to see it. Most of what Wade was saying was absolute gibberish, he definitely did not want to have a baby ‘pools running around. If such a thing was even possible Yuck.
“You don’t even know what this mug looks like,” he scoffed. “Couldn’t have been that hard to pop into a party shop literally anywhere on the planet and get a see this.” He motioned in front of the mask with one outstretched hand. “Problem solved.”
"Oh but I can imagine. If you took off the mask I would know what you look like~" Wade teased. "I bet you look beautiful," he smiled. He gave him a noogie through his mask before turning his attention back to the movie.
The Road to El Dorado was half way over, right at the point where the boat was being made.
Wade sighed some and knew he shouldn’t try. He had told Pete that he wasn’t consistent. That no one really trusted him, and there was a reason. But he stayed anyway. Wade wasn’t really sure why he stayed anyway.
“I haven’t seen you the whole month. You’re not getting away without a hug, Spidey-boy.” He flung himself onto Spider-Man, squeezing him tightly.
For a few seconds, Peter only stood there, arms pinned down to his sides by Wade’s tight embrace. He didn’t want to enjoy the hug, didn’t want to lean into it, didn’t want to think about how much he’d wanted it. It wasn’t that he was anything like worried for Wade while he was away. The man was literally impossible to kill (although he didn’t relish the idea of him suffering grievous bodily harm just because he would eventually recover).
But life just seemed… better with Wade in it. Noisier and messier to be sure but without a little bit of the man’s chaos, Peter found himself falling into a vicious repetitive cycle of struggling to balance all his responsibilities, all the while feeling as though he enjoyed them less and less.
Wade was stupid, and crass, and unreliable- but he made Peter smile. And he felt like he had too few reasons for that sometimes.
Slowly, he leaned into the hug, burying his face in the other man’s chest.
“It sucks when you’re gone.”
Wade smiled and kissed Peter's forehead before breaking the hug. With Peter around he had a reason to get up. The only real reason he might get dressed in a day was just in case he was decent when Peter came over. (But there was a fair share of times that Pete came over when he certainly wasn't decent).
"Oh what was that? It's a lot better when I'm around? And I'm more awesome then anyone you've ever met? Oh, AND you want to have my babies? I get it, Spidey-boy," he smiled and hugged him one last time before getting all soft again.
"I missed you a lot Spidey-boy. I missed this mug," he said as he pinched Peter's cheeks through his mask.
“Not for a while. I’m staying here first. I’m not going to go anytime soon, don’t worry, baby boy.” He pat his shoulder some. “I’ll tell you when I leave next. It won’t be a uh, surprise like last time.”
“Oh. Yeah. Then that makes it okay.” Peter’s words were stilted, almost robotic as he pulled himself back into his seat. He stared ahead at the television screen again for a few minutes, but found he couldn’t focus on the characters on screen. After a little longer he stiffly drew himself up, taking one last glance around the apartment as though he hoped it would provide him with the inspiration for something to say.
“Maybe… maybe I should head home. It’s kind of late and…”
Why? Why did this bother him so much?
Wade sighed some and knew he shouldn't try. He had told Pete that he wasn't consistent. That no one really trusted him, and there was a reason. But he stayed anyway. Wade wasn't really sure why he stayed anyway.
"I haven't seen you the whole month. You're not getting away without a hug, Spidey-boy." He flung himself onto Spider-Man, squeezing him tightly.
bad
But some part of him realized, even as he fought to break free from Lupin, that Sirius had never kept him waiting before… Sirius had risked everything, always, to see Harry, to help him… If Sirius was not reappearing out of that archway when Harry was yelling for him as though his life depended on it, the only possible explanation was that he could not come back… That he really was…
Wade smiled at Spidey being happy and all smiley. Even thought he didn’t know what he looked like, he knew for sure that he would be absolutely adorable under the mask.
He smiled at Peter. “I’m sorry I was gone. I just had to get some stuff done, and uh, I don’t think all of it’s really done yet. I’m glad I came home though.”
It was like the last breath of laughter had been choked out of him, disappointment mixed with surprise at how easily he’d been affected by Wade’s words.
“You’re leaving again,” he said flatly.
"Not for a while. I'm staying here first. I'm not going to go anytime soon, don't worry, baby boy." He pat his shoulder some. "I'll tell you when I leave next. It won't be a uh, surprise like last time."
Wade was waiting for an answer when Webs started laughing. He was confused on why he was laughing and shook his head at the boy cackling next to him. His laughing rubbed off on wade a bit, as he started laughing at how much he was laughing.
As Peter told him why he was laughing, he pouted. “Hey! I would look damn good in those little short soccer shorts! My thighs are toned, Spidey-boy.” Wade laughed along with him.
“Well it’s a lot better especially because I’m back,” he elbowed Peter.
“Oh I don’t doubt it,” he grinned as his laughter subsided. “Still it’s the mental picture, I mean would you wear them over the uniform? Wouldn’t that defeat the whole point of shorts?” He snorted, clearly still amused.
His tone became a little more serious as Wade nudged him,
“Yeah, I guess I can’t deny that,” he nodded. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been looking forward to another movie night.”
Wade smiled at Spidey being happy and all smiley. Even thought he didn't know what he looked like, he knew for sure that he would be absolutely adorable under the mask.
He smiled at Peter. "I'm sorry I was gone. I just had to get some stuff done, and uh, I don't think all of it's really done yet. I'm glad I came home though."
some of my fav carrie quotes for a little carrie positivity that we need now ❤
If Laziness was an Olympic sport I’d probably come fourth so that I wouldn’t need to walk up the podium
Okay but soulmate au where person B’s handwriting is so much of a mess that person A doesn’t even think it’s a soulmark because it just looks like a really strange birthmark. Cue all the angst because they think they don’t have a soulmate because obviously this scribble is just like a weird scar or something like that. Then they see this stranger write something on a piece of paper and just go oh and yell something like “so you’re the asshole that made me think that I was destined to be alone” because that handwriting looks a whole lot like the odd mark on their skin and person B is just like wtf
Honey that isn’t even close
Sorry but
Nothing can compete with
