Red and Blue make Purple

skater314159 asked:

prompt: goth!petr is spiderman and he likes hanging out with deadpool who's protective!wade, and after a while wade selfconciously removes his mask to show face to petr & petr loves him right away becaue to goth!petr scars and textures are lovely, and wade loves him because hes smart and goth with eyeliner and has fluffy brown hair...

Peter skateboarded across the park and hopped off when he got to the bench Deadpool was sitting at. He kicked his board up and caught up before flopping down next to Wade. “Hey, what’s going on?” Peter asked, readjusting the beanie on his head.

Wade glanced over at him. “I’m hungry.”

“Yeah, what else is new,” Peter said, rolling his eyes. If there was one thing he had learned from his years of being friends with Deadpool, it was that Deadpool was like a human garbage can.

“So, how was school?” Wade sing-songed, poking Peter in the side.

“Fine,” Peter said, scooting away from Wade’s probing fingers. Peter was extremely ticklish and Wade knew it. “Some douchebag tried to steal my phone when I was getting off my train this morning. Luckily I managed to hold onto it.”

Wade put his arm around Peter. “Did you get a good look at him? A name? Anything?”

Peter smiled and shook his head. “When are you gonna learn I don’t need you protecting me?”

“Well see I’m not as smart as you,” Wade said with a shrug, pulling Peter in tight. “With all your science shit.”

Peter snorted. “All my science shit.”

“You know, all the stuff you and Stark get boners over. Probably Banner too. You guys see test tubes and bunsen burners and your dicks get all hard,” Wade teased, putting his hand on his crotch and making his index finger point up as if it were a cock.

Peter laughed and pulled on Wade’s finger. He half expected Wade to fart in response but he didn’t. “You’re so dumb.”

“Hey, I’m not the one rocking the guy-liner here,” Wade quipped, pulling Peter onto his lap. “When do you set sail on the seven seas, Cap’n Jack Sparrow?”

“I hate you so much,” Peter said, burying his face in Wade’s neck to hide his embarrassment.

“Pete Wentz called from 2008, he wants his look back,” Wade said, laughing insanely at his own joke.

Peter punched him on the arm. “Come on, I’ve got to get changed.” Peter hopped off of Wade’s lap and dropped his skateboard.

“Oh don’t change, Petey, I like you just the way you are,” Wade cooed, pinching Peter on his ass.

Peter swatted his hand away. “Sometimes I really wonder about you,” he said, taking off and looking back to make sure Wade was following him.

———

Peter had changed into his Spider-man suit and together they’d gone on patrol. Peter had gotten quite used to having Deadpool out there with him and on nights when he didn’t have Wade’s incessant chatter, he actually found it unbearably lonely.

It was a surprisingly quiet night for New York City. It seemed that the criminals had decided to take a night off. They’d stopped a mugger and stopped a kid from getting run over by a taxi. Other than that, it had been a relatively uneventful night.

They sat on a rooftop together eating tacos. Peter glanced over and noticed that Wade was once again putting his hand in front of his mouth as he ate to hide it from Peter. Peter sighed and scooted closer so that their thighs were touching.

“Are you ever going to let me see your face?” Peter inquired, noticing that Wade was constantly trying to keep Peter from seeing his face. In fact he went to extraordinary lengths to keep it hidden.

“No way, Jose,” Wade answered, shoving another taco in his mouth. “You don’t want to see any of this. It’s like someone took a cheese grater to my face.”

“Wade, come on,” Peter whined, placing his hand on Wade’s thigh. “Do you realize how weird it is that I’ve never seen my best friend’s face?”

Wade turned towards Peter, the taco falling from his hand. Peter was certain if he could see Wade’s mouth, his jaw would be hanging open. “I’m your best friend?”

Peter glanced away and shrugged nonchalantly. “I mean, yeah. Of course you are.”

“Oh Spidey, that is so sad,” Wade said, shaking his head. “I mean it’s awesome for me. I’ve been wanting to be your best bro since forever. But you could do so much better.”

“Shut up,” Peter said, nudging Wade with his elbow. “I like spending time with you.”

“No one likes spending time with me,” Wade insisted, picking his fallen taco up. “Five second rule!” He proceeded to shove it into his mouth.

Peter grinned. “What if I let you kiss me?”

Wade choked on his taco, sending bits of beer and lettuce flinging everywhere. “¿Disculpe?”

“You know I don’t speak Spanish,” Peter reminded him.

“Excuse me?” Wade asked, pounding on his chest with his hand that wasn’t covering his mouth to dislodge the bits of taco stuck in his throat.

“I’ll make you a deal,” Peter said with a mischievous grin. “You show me your face and I promise to kiss you.”

“Oh baby boy, the moment you see me kissing will be the last thing on your mind,” Wade warned him.

“Come on,” Peter needled, wanting this more than he’d ever realized. “You’ve been trying to get into my pants for over two years and now that I’m actually offering you’re chickening out?”

“Nobody calls me Chicken, nobody!”

“Back To the Future references won’t dissuade me,” Peter informed him calmly. “Let me see you, Wade.”

Wade slumped and sighed heavily. “You’re not gonna like it,” he warned Peter. He took his hand away and then yanked his mask off in one fluid movement. Glancing over at Peter, he shut his eyes and waited - probably for the negative reaction.

Instead Peter climbed onto his lap and tore off his own mask. He wanted to see Wade with his own two eyes. Smiling, Peter traced the scars and textures of Wade’s face with his fingertip. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” Peter asked in concern.

“No, baby, that doesn’t hurt,” Wade whispered, pressing into Peter’s touch slightly. “You haven’t puked on me yet. Should I take that as a good sign?” Wade dared to peek one eye open for a moment and then slowly blinked both open.

“Wade, you’re beautiful,” Peter breathed out.

“Ha-ha, very funny,” Wade said, attempting to push Peter off his lap and retreat.

“I’m being serious,” Peter responded, putting his arms around Wade’s neck and holding onto him so he couldn’t escape. “You’re fucking hot.”

“Yeah, hot like a baked potato.”

“What does that even mean?”

“I’m not sure.”

Peter laughed and ducked his head down, kissing Wade softly. “I like it,” Peter murmured, pressing his lips to any part of Wade he could reach. “I like you.”

“You’re not fucking with me, are you web-head?” Wade asked, clearly self-conscious.

“Nope,” Peter answered, smiling reassuringly at him. “Not yet anyway. We could see where the night takes us.”

Wade groaned and brought his hands down to rest on Peter’s ass. Peter waited patiently while Wade seemed to have an argument with himself. “You really don’t mind my ugly mug?” he finally asked, meeting Peter’s eyes.

“First of all, you’re not fucking ugly, alright?” Peter said firmly. “And two, yes I do.”

Wade giggled and rolled them over the rooftop until he was on top of Peter. “Does this mean you’re gonna be our boyfriend, Petey?”

Peter smiled and pressed his lips to Wade’s again as if he were sealing a promise. “I’d like that.”

Anonymous asked:

I feel pretty stupid, but I think I'm confused about spideypool issue 18. So, when deadpool let off the grenades, that's when he altered his apperance to look like Spidey, right? But... why did deadpool become scarred again? Because he killed again? So not killing clears up his skin, what? Lol.

Apparently Peter’s explanation that Wade’s skin was better because he forgave himself was right (even though it did sound bullshit and ableist).

Wade seems to have switched with Spidey at the last moment, distracting the media and Mephisto by causing an explosion (and turning on his image inducer?) to push Itsy through the murder ray of doom himself so on those two pages it’s Wade in Spidey’s suit :

It means he failed to keep his promise to stop killing. So his skin reverted back to usual. I guess though he sounds chill about being who he is, his guilt won over in the end. Even if he’s still trying to be better and still has Spidey’s friendship and respect, Wade must still consider this a fail cause guilt is hard to get rid of. Plus, Spidey cited Wade’s marriage as a reason to feel good about himself and maybe at that point he was already separated from Shiklah.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.