❤️Avengers Imagines❤️ {Wattys2017}

Deadpool! Pt.1

You guys voted for it, so here it is! Enjoy!
(P.s. I had so much fun writing this lol. Sorry if any mistakes!)
(P.p.s I have so many ideas for more imagines I'm dying to get them all finished ahhhh!)
Much love,
~Stéph❤️Redangel259~
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Caution: Deadpool's imagines will contain profanities.
But what did you expect? He's Deadpool. This is Mature content obviously.

Also Deadpool/Wade wanted to help me write this, so from now on anything written in bold, (except the imagine titles) will be what he has wrote. And Action!

How you meet: (takes place before Wade turned into a mutant)
You wiped your forehead with the cloth from around your waist, as you watched a pig-like man chug down his thirteenth beer. "Holy shit biscuits, I hope he doesn't pass out. The last thing I want to do is try to carry that crumpled bag of rotten cottage cheese outside." You exclaimed to Weasel, who chuckled as he cleaned shot glasses. The ugly man got up from his seat and started clunking towards you. You hoped the man was too drunk to hear what you just said. He wasn't drunk enough apparently. "What did you just call me?" The filthy man grumbled, leaning over the counter you just washed. You rolled you eyes and put your hands on your hips. "I said you were a crumpled bag of rotten cottage cheese. Which I must say, is pretty accurate now that you're up close. Jesus Christ." You turned your back from the man,  cleaning up empty glasses. "Hey! I was talkin' to you, you whore!" The gross man yelled as he grabbed your arm viciously. "Whoa there buddy," Weasel tried to say. 'Okay big boy, lets see how much you like glass in the ass' you thought to yourself as you turned around with a beer glass in your hand. "What did you just call me?" You said as you whipped the glass at the mans head, knocking him out on to the ground.

You looked around the now quiet bar, and brushed your hands off. "Well shit, now I have to carry him outside!" You grumbled as you went out from the bar, walking over to the drunken lump on the floor. As you kicked the lump to make sure he wasn't awake, you noticed an attractive man sitting on a bar stool. He was probably the most gorgeous man you've ever met. And it was in that moment you knew, you had to get in his pants. He had been talking to Weasel, who had now walked over to help you with the man on the floor. "Oh (Y/N), I don't think you've met Wade before. (Y/N) meet Wade, Wade meet (Y/N) the new bartender here. This bastard basically comes here everyday." Weasel said, motioning his head towards Wade. Wade got up from his seat and skipped over to the both of you. "Wade Wilson," he put his hand up for a high five, which you gladly returned. "Wow, you took that guy out like a champ! What's your secret? Protein shakes? Training? Maybelline?" Wade smirked. "I don't know, maybe it is Maybelline."you chuckled.
"Well,it was enough to make this 'sack of motherly disappointment', pass out." He said as you looked to the man on the floor again. "Umm, guys? I think he might be dead. I don't feel a pulse-- oh wait never mind there it is. Couldn't find it because of his scarf of fat." Weasel said. Wade cleared his throat before speaking again. "So (Y/N), how about me and you go out somewhere? Have a few laughs, talk, maybe even 'cuddle'? Wade made quotes in the air. He started guided you towards the door.
"I mean, only until my break is over," you said taking his hand. "Don't worry, we'll be in and out quick." Wade winked as you both went out the door. "Okay two things. One,was that an innuendo? And two, is anyone gonna help me with this oaf on the ground? Ugh, DAMN YOU WADE!" Weasel shouted at the door. Let's just say, you didn't come back when your break was over.

Thoughts when he first saw you:
Damnnnnn, who's the new bartender? I'd take her shaken or stirred....were a lot alike actually......oh wow that man is gettin a little close to new girl over there--OH SHET FIGHT she is one kinda crazy chick....I like crazy......yes she knocked him out, nows your chance Wade serenade her with your words of sexy timeeee oh yea.... This author is having the time of her life, does she really think that the reader would want to get into my pants? Wade, you wrote that part....oh yeah write. Ha get it wattpad? Write instead of right? I'm a genius!.....lol Weasel fuckin hates meh...