Roommate~ Deadpool x Reader pt1Roommate~ Deadpool x Reader pt1 by PirateQueenD
It started off as a normal day, except for the gunshots that sounded from the neighboring building. You had just got out of shower, slipping on your under garments and jogging pants. It was your day off and you were planning on relaxing in your apartment. You were about to put on your shirt when an explosion shakes your apartment. "The hell?" You huff, stepping out of the bathroom after dropping your shirt. You look over at the smoking gaping hole in your wall. "What the hell?" You repeat, stepping toward it. A shape appears from the smoke and someone crashes into you, making you fall onto your back.
Their face rested between your breast. "Soft," he comments. You push the face away, too shocked to speak. "Well, gotta go!" He chimes, leaping to his feet. He begins to dash out the room but stops briefly, "Th
Deadpool X Reader: Peter Problems “Ok, first of all, you need to connect THAT wire with the OTHER wire. Not that one to that one.” Peter explained, pointing to the differently colored wires. You pouted, looking up at him.Deadpool X Reader: Peter Problems by anubisgrl
“Please speak English, Pete!” You begged, huffing and glaring at him. He sighed, rolling his eyes.
“Ok, well, blue to red, not blue to black.” He explained as you smacked your forehead.
“Ooooh! That makes sense! Ok, I gotcha! Alright so...like that?” You asked, doing as he told you and he nodded with a smile.
“Yeah, exactly that! So...same time tomorrow?” He asked as he walked over to a table, wiping his hands. You nod, smiling as you agree to those terms.
Leaving, you decided to take the bus. Sitting down after paying, you clutched you backpack tightly, looking out the window as you watched the outside world go by in a blur...
“You've got be kidding me, Wade.”
“What? I'm serious!”
DeadpoolxReader: Crushing RivalsDeadpoolxReader: Crushing Rivals by Banshee-Scream
“Well, well, well what do we have here?”
You froze as you looked through the scope of your sniper. You recognized that voice all too well, and the only word that went through your head at the moment was, “Crap.” It was Deadpool, one of the most annoying, mysterious, powerful, comical mercenaries out there.
Slowly you removed your eye from the scope and turned to face your……rival, let’s put it that way. “Deadface, nice to see you again,” you deadpanned. “Now what the hell do you want?
“Can’t I just be here to visit my smoochiekins?”
Your eyebrow twitched. Since the first time you had managed to best him he considered the two of you an ‘item’. Complete with ridiculous nicknames (aka: smoochiekins and luvlips), dates (aka: he kidnapped you and made you dinner, several times), and kissing (aka: he’d attempt to kiss you and you’d just punch him really hard in the face). You of course thou