The Avengers series ends with a fade to black and then the sound of paper rustling. We see a marbled notebook covered in hello kitty stickers. On the front, it reads DP’S SICK AVENGERS FIC VOL 5.
Deadpool is reading dramatically from it, reciting the events of the last few minutes, including bad sound effects. He closes the notebook and raises his mask eyebrows expectantly.
Across from him sits Tony Stark. Behind him we can see the wreckage from the battle of New York from the first Avengers. He looks blankly stunned until he starts blinking a lot.
“Yeah,” Tony says slowly, “no, you definitely can’t be an Avenger.”
Deadpool deflates, disappointed, but not for long. He perks up. “While I have you here, let me run this coffee shop au by you real fast-“
I’m already disappointed by however Marvel will crossover with Deadpool, because I know it won’t be as good as this
This is how my GBBO Superhero Charity Bake-off fic ended up being rated M.
It’s all Deadpool’s fault.
my favorite story about this avengers adopt spider-man fic i wrote: it suddenly started getting more attention one day and i figured hey, someone with some clout must have recc’d it, but then i went and watched infinity war and realized people were reading it to cope with their Suffering i didn’t mean for it to serve this purpose but apparently it does
so naturally peter is gonna win first place at the band fundraiser instead of Flash. Tony is a fucking billionaire, he can handle it. Mr. Thompson–his name might be Mike? That’s a dick name–is going to cry in his two-years-ago-BMW, which isn’t that good of a car to begin with. Tony built better cars when he was drunk and eighteen.
Tony didn’t know how to bake. Keyword: didn’t. After one of Peter’s snobby ass classmates’ moms makes fun of Aunt May’s baking skills for the bake sale, Tony takes it upon himself to beat Linda at her own fucking game.
“Dry ass bitch tries to tell me her chocolate truffles are better from her grandmother’s recipe from IOWA. Try me bitch, I got ingredients directly imported from France.”
It should be noted that Peter got this all on video. Including Tony’s ten minute rant about how someone from Iowa wouldn’t know a truffle from a Costco knockoff, and the entire lecture of the invention of chocolate truffles in France.
Tony’s truffles knocked it out of the park. Linda’s were a fucking NIGHTMARE compared to Tony’s. They’re dry.
But then she whips out the CAKE POPS.Tony fumes as hers sell for two dollars “You can’t fake quality,” Linda said smugly.
“Hammer Industries does it all the time, I wouldn’t be surprised,” Tony says back.
He doesn’t know how people make cake pops. But he’s determined.
He hires professional bakers.
Peter posts about it on his finsta, and it’s the FUNNIEST thing that no one can know about.