Deadpool Insults Novels & Stories

Hulk glared “How can I give you what isn’t mine?” “Then you don’t have the capital to challenge me” Bald man was disdainful. The crowd started jeering and cursing. “He’s no match for Brother Sun. That’s why he’s making stupid demands.” “He’s probably like a fly to Brother Sun. He will be squashed in minutes.” “Tsk…tsk… all talk and no balls.” “Yeah, he probably peed in his pants already.” The insults from the crowd kept going. Hulk who was called Brother Sun was popular with the locals for his brawns.

It could have been the mafia in there for all I knew. I had been this close to death. This close. Banging on the hood of the car three times, I went psycho, "If I could have freaking died, you stupid son of hairless baboon! I swear I would have come back and haunted you! You demented fish! Over grown Bastard!!" I knew I sucked at insults partly because I never cared to curse and partly because I really didn't have a very bright insulting vocabulary...

"Trash, did you hear that? Even the person you want to help knows the consequences. How dare a piece of trash like you be so arrogant!" "Today, I'd like to see how this piece of trash will kill me!" the bald gangster cackled. "Turn on your cell phone's cameras!" "Shoot them all for me. I want to see how this ugly guy is going to kill me!" "And you, rubbish, listen up. I'm just standing here. I won't take a step back and hit me to death!" The bald hoodlum's voice was very loud and resounded in all directions. The entire ancient street.

“You bastard! You are worthless! Your life is worthless!” “Hahaha. Yes, he is just trash, just a service dog for those rich folks.” “Yes, yes, yes. It doesn’t matter if he dies. He is just trash.” “Oh… death is too easy…” Arghhhh!

I kinda took her words literally. ''He's so proud, pompous, arrogant, rude, full of himself'' ''And he loves you....'' ''Huh?What the-.....What do you mean by he?'' ''Oh gosh! I know you are dumb but I didn't know you were this dumb...'' Ouch! That reminded me so much of Damian. He is the only one that would insult me in the worst possible way and compliment me in an insulting way. You know what I mean ''You are thinking of him right?...''

Ishtiyaq (voice deep, mocking, yet strained): "Admiration? I came for something else, Sheikh Pataudi. But… it seems fate decided to play differently tonight." Aariz (leaning forward, venom in his tone): "You should’ve thought twice before stepping into my den. Men who challenge me usually don’t live to speak again." Ishtiyaq (smirking, though his eyes flicker once more toward Timtim): "Men who underestimate me, Sheikh, don’t live long enough to regret it." Their words slashed through the air like blades, tension thickening between them. The crowd kept their distance, sensing danger yet unable to tear their gaze away.

"...but they had never had the audacity to near our pack and they would not. So, it's hard for us to just…" "Hey, shut up!" I grimaced, and they all looked at me in silence, their expressions unreadable. I held their gazes, with my eyes burning with determination. "When I say you lots are foolish, it'll look like an insult, when in the true sense it's actually a compliment. You lots are worse off, than being termed foolish. And Look, I am beyond appalled by your shallow-mindedness and the gibberish that's oozing out of your mouth."

Perfect is camp vice-president, camp counsellor and all-around Thanos. Colonel Anders has a ruptured eardrum sustained not from a firefight or anything but from hazing when he was still in the Army barracks. Now he’s an early retiree and is the sole Military Service instructor of Camp Unplugged’s small and fledgling ROTC unit. Because of his handicap, he has retained and in fact worsened the habit of speaking 30 decibels higher and showering you in spittle. His favorite phrases, as parodied countless times behind his back, are: “Gutdemit!” (Goddammit) “Stik tu da wol!” (Stick to the wall) “Dont yu eyebol-eyebol mi, kadet!” (Don’t you eyeball me, cadet) and “Drap! Gib mi a hanred!” (Drop! Giv

“Let go of me, you druggie bitch!” Ohhhhh how original. Like I’ve never heard THAT one before! You sure showed me, didn’t you? “Doesn’t anyone in California have a better insult for me? Oh well, guess not.” Hollis responded coldly before finishing her sentence with a sucker punch to Zette’s unprotected abdomen.

The man and his companions were in shock before it quickly turned to anger after they saw that the one that had beaten up their companion and disturbed their happy time was a brat. "Bastard, don't ever think that you're able to come out from this place!" One of the men took out a knife from his pocket and looked at Monica with anger. "Hey, hey, don't scare him with a knife." "Haha, just give him a hole in two on his body."