Deadpool is shorter than Agent Venom, and for some reason, that amuses me.
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Deadpool is shorter than Agent Venom, and for some reason, that amuses me.

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remember that time when deadpool got a job as the herald of galactus, and even galactus had enough of his shit after 5 minutes
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âEh, Iâm too lazy tonight⊠let me bottom.â -Wade Wilson
âThe only bottoming you will be experiencing tonight is when I drive my sword so far up your arse it comes out your mouth.â
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   About a week and half after their little battle to death turned heart to heart, a long, thin rectangular package would arrive for Wade at his residence. Inside he would find a katana with a simple card that read: âGot your address from your Weasel friend. Sorry I broke your sword. Hope this one makes up for it.â It felt weird signing her name, and since both the gift and the message were already incredibly specific, sheâd refrained from doing so.
Five days later, she had some mandatory time off once sheâd returned from a few back to back missions and decided to fulfill the promise. Retrieving his card from her wallet, she added the number sheâd pretty much memorized from staring at it for so long to a proper contact. Given that it was still a little early in the morning, and how it would be particularly less awkward than an actual call, she sent him a few messages.Â
[ contact ] W.W. [ text ] hey. itâs chris. are you free today? [ text ] if yes, iâm going to be at this park in an hour or so [ text ] if you wanna meet me there, we can talk
Sending him a pin with the location, Angel fought down the urge to reread the messages just to be sure they were casual enough, reminding herself she wasnât a teenager asking a crush out and simultaneously ignoring the fact that what she was actually doing was infinitely more nerve-wrecking. Setting her phone aside, she continued with her morning, keeping herself busy in order to avoid feeling nervous about the whole thing.Â
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Headcanon Meme ⥠ Acceptinâ  âĄ
â : Opinion on death -- Â Harley has accepted that death is inevitable, but that doesnât mean sheâs going to go down without a fight. She also has zero problems causing death, so long as it gets a good laugh from her Puddinâ.

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@undyingwit âĄâd for a starter - single parent AU
   âLucy--knock it off!â Harley scowled, bending down to wipe her four year oldâs mouth, clearing away the chocolate ice cream before it dried and stained her pale skin. It was difficult to be a single mother, especially when she had no idea where her daughterâs father was now and the fact that he had absolutely no idea he had a daughter. But Lucy was really the light of Harleyâs life. The way she lit up after she came dancing in from school could keep Harley running for days. Her smile was brilliant and toothy, and she was absolutely beautiful. With dark hair that Harley could only assume came from her father (pre-chemical dip) and piercing blue eyes, Lucy had her fair share of âboyfriendsâ in her class.
Her mother had returned to psychology, blackmailing Amanda Waller into restoring her license had been a piece of cake. And it enabled her to properly care for her daughter away from a life of crime. Even if her patients found her excitable and at the very least interesting with her multi-colored hair.
And so, it was a normal day that Harley had taken her daughter to the park. Feed the ducks, play on the playground. What she hadnât expected was for Lucy to run up to a disfigured man and point.
âMistah, whatâs wong wiff youâwe face?â Lucy inquired, cocking her head to the side.
âLucy! Thatâs not nice!â Harley scolded, glancing up at the man apologetically. âSorry, sheâs a little joker.â She mused, shrugging her shoulders. Even if she herself was curious about the manâs face, it probably wouldnât end well for her to ask.
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