Peter Parker was completely fine with small-time crime and simple muggings and robberies, but then the infamous Deadpool had to come along and mess everything up. Between the constant flirtatious barrage Wade Wilson was giving him as both Spider-Man and Peter Parker, he's not quite sure what to do with himself. Or the one where Petey and Wade solve a string of murders and hunt down serial killers together while being cute and domestic-ish. Well, as domestic as you can get with mundane flesh wounds and Mario Kart. (Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Extreme Fluff, Angst But Not Really Because I Don't Know How To Be Angsty) [This is a fan fiction and all credit for the characters goes to Marvel and Marvel Cinemas]

Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool has been hired to kill Spider-Man, but is this the start to a beautiful friendship? Maybe dare we say, something more? This story is original and contains violence, sexual content, and language but you already knew that it has fucking Deadpool in it. Come on! DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters mentioned here, all rights go to Marvel. WARNING: Contains explicit language, sexual content and violence.

"Now you listen to me." Spider-Man spoke. "Oh I can do more than that." Replied Deadpool. "I'm absolutely sick of you." "Comprehensible." "You're the embodiment of everything I despise." "Ouch." "And you're coming with me." Wade stared at the narrowed and empty white lenses in silence for a couple moments, he was definitely glaring at him. "...are you asking me out?" • Soulmate AU • DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters mentioned here, all rights go to Marvel. And NO. This isn't MCU Spider-Man. WARNING: Contains explicit language.