Fics Like finger tap pulses

by Sarah_Sandwich

Same ship: Spideypool · Shared tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates

He sighs from where he’s prone, arms akimbo, and roof gravel digging into his spine. “I lost my job. My… other job. The one that actually pays the bills.”He doesn’t want to dwell on why he’s telling Deadpool of all people. Surely it has nothing to do with his desperate lack of friends. MJ is in Cali

by CAPSING

Same ship: Spideypool · Similar tropes: soulmates

In a world where the first words your soulmate will say to you appear on your left wrist at your tenth birthday, Peter gets the short end of the stick.

by mokuyoubi

Same ship: Spideypool

There’s a weird familiarity about the kid's tone and posture, and it’s true that Wade is pretty far from home today but he’s also certain he’d remember that baby-face if he’d seen it before. On the other hand, he has spent the better part of the past few years feeling like he’s missed a step, so thi

by BeanieBaby

Same ship: Spideypool

A really long redemption story.

by silvyri

Same ship: Spideypool

Peter probably shouldn't be falling asleep on Deadpool, but after the Merc with a Mouth saves him from being abducted by two dick Alphas, he doesn't try as hard as he should to not.

by dontcareajot

Same ship: Spideypool

Peter Parker finds himself in a sticky situation and who should show up to rescue him but the infamous Deadpool? Now Peter feels indebted to the mercenary... And maybe weirdly charmed by him.

by Rei

Same ship: Spideypool

"The fuck,“ Deadpool said slowly. He was staring at him in a way that made Peter feel decidedly uncomfortable, and this was saying something, considering Deadpool had a habit of leering at him at the most inappropriate times."Are you kidding me?" he eventually gasped. "How OLD are you? Twelve?“

by DarkMoonMaiden

Same ship: Spideypool

"Wade.""Mr. Rogers."They stared at each other, one calm and silent in his fury while the other looked like a deer about to be pummeled by an eighteen-wheeler."I'm sure you have a reason for being in my son's bed without a shirt on?"***In which Peter gets sick, the team coddles him, and Wade sneaks i

by jilliancares

Same ship: Spideypool

Wade scoffs, shaking his head and elbowing Peter in the side. “Sure,” he says, sarcastic. “That’s why your spidey-sense doesn’t see me.”Peter’s on the verge of laughing, wanting to join Wade in his amusement, but he freezes. His entire body goes still. He finds himself staring at a roof three buildi

by Era_Penn

Same ship: Spideypool

Of everyone who ever saw Peter's pitch black wings, only three people stayed: Uncle Ben, Aunt May, and Gwen Stacy. Two of them are dead. Peter refuses to show his wings to anyone else, ever.And then Wade Wilson comes along with his gorgeous white and gold wings and ruins everything.(Except, he's the

by MarbleAide

Same ship: Spideypool

In all truth, it's Peter's fault for leaving the window open and sleeping on his stomach. I mean, really, what did he expect Wade to do? He wasn't a saint.

by stuckybarnes

Same ship: Spideypool

(FIC HAS BEEN FULLY REVISED AND EDITED TO THIRD-PERSON POV! REVISED AS OF 6/30/21! WOO!) Wherein Deadpool is reluctantly hired to protect Peter Parker from an organization out to hunt him, with varying success on both ends and quite a lot of feelings, revelations, and identity crises.

by jilliancares

Same ship: Spideypool

Peter finally has a day to himself, and he decides to relax, maybe take out a couple of toys. But then Deadpool comes by and finds this remote on the counter and oh God the vibrator's still inside of him.

by jilliancares

Same ship: Spideypool

"They always insist on going down on me and I have to pretend like they’re The One who’s finally good at it. But no one’s good at it. It’s just something that doesn’t feel good.”Wade’s eye twitches.Peter glares at him. “Say it.”“I’m afraid I’m going to have to insist that they’re all bad at it, baby

by orphan_account

Same ship: Spideypool

Wade’s hanging by one leg from the firescape outside Peter’s seventh floor apartment, katanas sheathed on his back and a gun on each thigh - but he’s frozen like a deer in the headlights, as if Peter poses some sort of threat, standing like an idiot at the open window in sweatpants and no shirt, onl