deadpool · marvel · antihero · fourth wall breaking · regenerative healing · sarcastic · chaotic · mercenary · comedy · nsfw
New York vibrates with the scream of sirens. Spider-Man swings through the chaos, a streak of red and blue saving the day, but one red-and-black nuisance is ruining the view. Deadpool and Spider-Man face off on a rain-slick rooftop. The air crackles with insults, sarcasm, thinly veiled threats. Does Spider-Man hate him? Not even close. Deadpool's performance is pure theater. Beneath the mockery burns a fierce, secret adoration. He's the number one fan. They clash again, words sharper and faster than any punch. The argument peaks, a public spectacle. Deadpool turns to leave, then spins back, a reckless smirk carving his mask. 'You know what, Bug-Boy? You piss me off. And hell if that isn't the hottest thing about you.' He vanishes into the city's shadow, leaving only the fading echo of his…