#deadpool

[remirtillo]

slow morning ♡

[brilcrist]

Poolverine Hurtcember

Day 09: Stab Wound

Technically not a H/C, I know~

[imnormal445]

Sorry I've been gone so long 😭 I did not mean to do that 💔 I've been busy so I haven't drawn much but I'm almost on break so I'll be drawing more soon here's some drawings I did a bit ago until then

[icarusredwings]

"Who do you think fell first Logan or wa-"

logan

"But what about logan and oror-"

Logan

"Logan or ku-"

LOGAN

How many times do I have to tell you fucks that this man is DESPERATE for love?

[rokonrrc2]

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wolverine is absolutely not hip with the kids inspired by this post

[blanchebees]

Have this leftover Deadpool art

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[brilcrist]

Poolverine Hurtcember

Day 10: Back from the death

The immediate aftermath of matter and anti matter collide.

[wolvietxt]

ᰔ the little things ! ↳ logan howlett x reader

logan had a way of doing the small things that stayed with you long after they happened. he wasn’t loud about it, didn’t make a point to draw attention to the little ways he cared. it was just him - instinctive, unthinking, like it was in his nature to keep you safe, to look out for you.

he wasn’t big on sharing food. if someone reached for his plate without warning, they’d get a glare sharp enough to freeze them in place. but with you, it was different. the first time it happened, you’d both been at a diner, seated across from each other in the worn booth. logan had ordered a burger, the kind stacked so high it looked impossible to eat, and he’d slid the plate toward you without a word.

“what?” you’d asked, eyebrows raised.

“just try it,” he said, like it was obvious, like handing over the first bite of his food was the most natural thing in the world.

hesitant but curious, you picked it up, taking a bite. the savory, smoky flavor hit your tongue, and you let out a soft hum of approval. logan’s lips twitched in what could almost pass as a smile, and only then did he take the plate back and dig in.

after that, it wasn’t unusual for him to set a piece of his food aside for you. whether it was the first bite or the last, it was always yours if you wanted it. sometimes, it was subtle - a quiet gesture that didn’t need words. you’d catch him slicing off the end of his steak and sliding it onto your plate, or nudging the last fry your way like it wasn’t a big deal.

“you don’t have to do that, you know,” you’d said once, picking up a bite of his food and holding it out toward him instead.

logan shrugged, chewing thoughtfully before answering. “yeah, but i want to.”

simple as that.

then there were the moments when you leaned into him. you tried not to make a habit of it - logan wasn’t exactly the cuddly type - but sometimes, it just happened. like when you were showing him something on your phone, leaning closer to let him see the screen. at first, he stiffened slightly, his shoulder tense beneath you, but after a second, he relaxed, his attention fixed on what you were pointing out.

it was the same when you took photos together. logan wasn’t a fan of pictures, often grumbling about how he didn’t see the point, but when you insisted, he’d give in. and without fail, your head would rest lightly against his shoulder. he didn’t say anything about it - didn’t move away or complain. he just let you stay there, his presence steady and solid beside you.

you remembered the first time you kissed him on the nose. it had been spontaneous, a playful moment when you couldn’t resist the urge to lean in and press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose. logan had blinked, caught off guard, before pulling back slightly.

“what was that for?” he’d asked, his tone gruff but not unkind.

“not sure,” you replied, smiling up at him.

he’d muttered something under his breath, shaking his head, but there was no missing the way his mouth twitched, like he was fighting back a smile. after that, it became a quiet ritual. sometimes, he’d lean in close, and you’d take the opportunity to plant a soft kiss on his nose. other times, he’d catch you off guard, brushing his lips lightly against yours or returning the favor with a quick, almost shy kiss on your nose.

logan had a way of looking out for you without making a big deal about it. it showed in the way he’d zip up your jacket if you forgot, his hands rough but careful as they tugged the zipper into place. or the way he’d button it up if you were too cold to manage it yourself.

“you don’t need to baby me,” you’d said once, your words teasing even as you let him fuss over you.

he’d given you a pointed look, his eyebrows raised. “just makin’ sure you don’t freeze. you’re welcome.”

it wasn’t just the little things he did for you - it was the way he made you feel like you mattered. like keeping you safe and comfortable was second nature to him.

you first noticed his habit of guiding you to the inside of the sidewalk during a late-night walk. the streets were quiet, the air crisp, and logan’s hand brushed against your wrist as he gently moved you to the safer side of the path. it was such a small, simple thing, but it made your heart ache in the best way.

“you don’t have to do that,” you said softly, glancing up at him.

logan’s gaze flicked toward you, his expression unreadable. “yeah, i do,” he replied, his voice low and firm, like there wasn’t room for argument.

after that, it became second nature. you didn’t even think about it anymore - logan’s hand would find yours or settle lightly against your back, steering you without a word.

it was the same when he dropped you off anywhere. he never drove off until he was sure you were safely inside. it didn’t matter if you were just running in for a second or if you told him not to wait - he’d still sit there, engine idling, his gaze fixed on the door.

one night, you turned back to wave at him after unlocking the door, only to find him still parked in the driveway, his silhouette barely visible through the windshield. you felt a warm rush of affection at the sight, and when you made it inside, you peeked out the window to see his truck finally pulling away.

logan didn’t talk about how he felt, not directly. but in the small, quiet moments - the gestures that seemed so effortless - you found pieces of his heart. and maybe that was what made them so meaningful. they weren’t grand or showy; they were just him, offering his care in the ways that mattered most.

ᰔ logan howlett : @notacleangirl, @v3lv3tf0x, @dugiioh, @whxtewolf, @rooroen

@lemoanaid, @correnz, @coocoocachewgotscrewed, @ohmystvrk, @y08h

@lovely-liliacs, @california-boys-and-sun, @omen-keke, @darlingsoulbeautifulthoughts, @seasonofthenerd

@superlegend216, @mikaaki, @withasideofmeg, @samfunko, @aaronhotchnerlover

@qxuanii, @m1cky-y-y, @uncertified-doc, @cryingwta, @pvndomi

@marvelescvpe, @flamin-hot-cheetos, @misscrissfemmefatale, @ltristessedureratoujours, @meadow-field

@hazydespair, @stupid-little-birdie, @aoi_targaryen, @urlocallocachica, @person-005

@christinamadsen, @zaggprincess2, @lokixryss

taglist form linked in pinned post :3

[1raven0]

REA SHI

[hemlock-dreams]

You've kinda teased it with the first bartender-Petey art, but I wanna know more about White and Yellow. Is their relationship with Deadpool the same? How do they interrupt/talk/think about Petey? And spider-man!

Why bother healing when you can just develop a deeply unhealthy and extremely codependent relationship with your hot bartender bff and assign to them the burden of your wellbeing instead?

Peter makes the boxes go quiet. A double-edged sword.

And the boxes have a love/hate relationship with Peter. On one hand, they can use Peter to taunt Wade. On the other hand, Peter takes up Wade's attention so he's not hearing the boxes.

[nuggetpool-hi]

I know you got a lot of requests... but now that we've kinda talked about it. I do think it'd be funny to see Wade just toss the most powerful book of magic because he's board with it and go back to obsessing over his (adorable) Wolverine.

He would use it for stupid spells anyway

[babygirlwolverine]

logan and wade kissing as the clock strikes 12 on new years eve and wade leans in to kiss logan to be funny because he’s been teasing logan all night to hide how much he wants logan, and logan kisses wade because he can’t stop thinking about kissing him and leaving wade a lil speechless, and now it’s not a joke for either of them and they’re kissing and neither of them wants to break the kiss and suddenly it feels like exactly where they’re supposed to be as the new year begins

[izzy140105]

Me and my Pookie fr <3 @caitlyn-2004

DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE dir. Shawn Levy (2024)

[2kiran]

KINKTOBER MINI — wade wilson x male reader breathplay + death scare. do not attempt.

There were very few ways to silence the Merc With A Mouth.

Number one being the old-fashioned resortment of encircling his bare, unguarded neck with the anger-itching palm of your hand and squeezing until his speech motor sputters.

“Ohhh, c’mon, Peanut! Is this really the- agh, hah- best you can do?” Wade teases, fumbling over the quick pants he digests into his lungs as you crowd him backwards, forcing his body to lean against an open window.

He pauses for a split millisecond, feeling the ghastly wind tickle his suited-up back and he believes you actually want to kill him.

Fuck, that’s so undeniably attractive.

He feels his cock throbbing at the mere thought, swelling against the front of his pants while he suppresses a whimper.

Wade’s lips quirk into a grin when you loosen your grip a bit, allowing him to catch his breath. He cannot stop speaking your ear off for the life of him—quite literally, at that—just to see your cute frown, “Seriously, you can’t get rid of me, baby. No matter what your intelligent brain comes up with. Try a liiil’ bit harder.”

And you do, your thumb grazing over his pulse before it presses up again and Wade nearly cums from that contact alone. He gasps, the noise eventually breaking into an unsupported whimper. His hands fumble, one of them clawing at your arm while the other grasps your wrist.

You nudge yourself in between his legs, one of his own subconsciously coming up to wrap around your hip and pull you closer. If you just happened to force him downwards, he’s certain he’ll fall off the building. Faintly whining the best he could, his throat threatens to lock up from the lack of air and he desperately wants your cock in his mouth.

Wade’s lower half strains as he rolls his groin over yours, and he knows he has won when your hand clenches around his bruised neck in response.

[kamydrawstuffs]

Deadpool & Spider-Man- "Hot N Cold" If you're a Spideypool fan, you gotta check this video out. I drew this as a celebration of that video reaching 10 Million Views!