SPIDEYPOOL WEEK DAY 7: FREE
aka doing what I want which is a shit post about wade's tits
bone apple teeth

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SPIDEYPOOL WEEK DAY 7: FREE
aka doing what I want which is a shit post about wade's tits
bone apple teeth

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Last day of Spideypool week!!
Prompt: free day
Hey, I'm a little surprised that only ONE (1) spideypool week has been made almost ten years ago, so thanks to a certain movie and because I love this ship I decided to make one in the year of our lord
This account will share all the content made here
Use the tag #SpideypoolWeek2024 when posting your work, and in case it hasn't been reblogged, feel free to tag me!
I'm super excited about this and hope a lot of people will join in! I explained everything I remember in the prompt and guidelines posts, but if you have any questions, feel free to ask and I’ll get back to you
Prompt List
Rules and Guidelines
Spideypool Week! 11/11
Prompt: Daily Bugle
Flash Fiction (500~) + Fanart
"Go away! He says, Come back! He says," Deadpool mimics in a high pitched tone insultingly, "Man really can't make up his mind."
Deadpool was lugging Peter's floppy body across town (3 blocks) from the Daily Bugle (a terrible terrible place) and thought he deserved an ice-cream. Sliding sideways through the bathroom door, he cursed Spidey's tiny ass bathroom and threw, gently, the heap of man into the tub. "Tiny-aah bathroom, as the kids say these days. I believe- oh my god, I think I'm becoming out of place," He laughed at his own joke and Peter groaned, curling up ever so slightly.
"Yeah I can see why you wouldn't find that funny particularly right now. But it is not my fault you have gone all venom-less," He giggled lightly at his own joke again before leaning in and placing a hand on Peter's forehead. He actually couldn't feel anything with the glove on and sat back, "Let me real quick…" He went to leave and grab some supplies from the kitchen, thinking the meat temperature probe would do the trick but Peter's hand snapped out, grabbing onto the velcro for his thigh holster and Deadpool paused.
"Aww~," He intonated softly, sliding down the outside of the bathtub so that his chest held himself up. He clasped Peter's hand in his gently and said, "You want me to stay!" he squealed excitedly under his breath and Peter's pinched brows softened slightly at the proximity. Black streaks still ran down his face and partially fell onto his neck and chest. His shirt was a mess of scratched off parts and dirt and a lot of blood.
With a weary sigh, Deadpool shifted and complained, "You know my bathroom has underfloor heating." Peter cracked his eyes open at that to give a glare, "I hunted this flat down for it's bath," He bit out, voice gravelly and making Deadpool just melt inside. "I know you did," He responded in a baby voice and Peter scoffed, ineffectively shaking off Deadpool's hands and returning them to his chest.
"Here's what's happening," Deadpool began, reassuringly, easing himself off his knees, as they popped Peter's face twitched. "Just something that happens as you hit 30, Pete," He teased, poking his face, "I'm going to get into comfy clothes and then we're going to clean you up, then we're going to hibernate for a couple days." He cooed as Peter's hand came back out of the tub to reach for him.
As always, Deadpool gifts him something to hold before he comes back, this time, it's a screw he picked up off the street a couple hours ago. Peter rolls it between his finger, feeling the divots in his finger, efficiently distracted long enough for Wade to change, and pick up a handful of the rice crispie bars Peter stole from his England box and a flannel. He put the various supplies around the bathroom as he walked back in, sitting on the side of the tub and admiring how fucking amazing Peter was.
"You've tricked me," Peter manages out, having his eyes closed and he slowly brings an arm up to rest on Wade's thigh. "Did it work?"
"Not as good as you."
"Nothing's as good as me."
Peter snorts. He's in safe hands.
link to coinciding ramble and credit
Sooo this sadly will probably be my only contribution to Spideypool week
I thought that I will have more time to draw, but Uni just got to me...
This is for the prompt: Daily Bugle
I didn't really made up a story for this, but it's something like Wade trying to get Peter to give him his Journalist/Press thingy to get into some event (where he shouldn't be..).

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SPIDEYPOOL WEEK DAY 3: Video Games
honestly I went a little wild and crazy with this one
SPIDEYPOOL WEEK DAY 4: Subway
you know that saucy little pose from that one panel
Spideypool Day 4, subway
aaah I love trains in an aesthetic way, also I think this is an insta pic from Wade's trip to the UK w peter