Anonymous asked:
I saw your post about asks/drawing requests and I give you:
As a joke Spider-man finding Deadpool’s secret cabinet full of spider-man themed underwear
or more sweet, spidey finding news paper clippings or a book about him with a bunch of notes sketched all over by Deadpool on “how to be more like spider-man”
Both are painfully embarrassed and spend the next 40 minutes in awkward silence until Peter just crawls out the window
Pictured this as VERY early in their relationship before wade knows who he is under the mask
Also probably will use a reference next time…don’t mention the hands
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i had to. ok.... @vennshine
No no this is peak thank you
OPINIONS ON WOLVERINE X DEADPOOL X SPIDERMAN!!!
i dunno what their ship name is
hmmm
deadspideyclaws??
mm yeah that's about all i've got
I think I’ve seen it called spideypoolverine?? Anyways honestly I haven’t read much content of spidey and Logan together but it seems like a really fun dynamic from some of the fan stuff I’ve seen!! Peter’s collecting unkillable partners, wades collecting people who (mostly) put up with him and Logan’s somehow got himself stuck in between two loud, stubborn and strange men dressed in red.
Anyways solid ship I can see the appeal although I’m not an active shipper of it myself :-)
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Batman can deal with pain. He has had every bone in his body broken, every inch of skin mottled and blue, every tendon torn, he knows pain. This man cannot deal with being sick. He has been on deaths door more than the average human has gotten a paper cut, but he gets a head cold and all of a sudden he’s the weakest man on earth.
His nose starts running one weekend and he asks Clark to end his misery, genuinely, please let him die. Clark’s expression turns from amused to horrified when he realizes he means that shit.
He wallows in bed and makes Alfred bring his food up to his room and, once he fully trusts him, makes Clark sit with him and rub his back and play with his hair. He whines to anyone who will listen, which is just Clark and Alfred because they’re the only people with access to his bedroom and, although if it was anyone else they both would’ve stopped entertaining the complaints, they let Bruce go on. They both figure he’s far too rigid in every other aspect of his life to not allow him a little childish petulance when he doesn’t feel well. Clark actually finds it endearing, murmuring “I know, sweetheart” and “I’m here, B” whenever a flush faced Bruce prattles on about feeling too hot or too cold or his head hurts or his nose is stuffed, not to mention he gets extremely clingy. He won’t let Clark out of arms reach and makes Alfred check in at least twice an hour.
It’s like, even though he hates himself for it, he cannot control it. A switch flips in his brain and he has no power to stave off his immature headspace.
When he feels better again he pretends it never happened. Way too embarrassed to bring it up to Clark or Alfred, but they both know he’s grateful for their care from the flowers he leaves them both in the following days.