anyone want a starter from everyone’s favorite irrelevant avenger?
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

ellievsbear
wallacepolsom

@theartofmadeline

★
styofa doing anything
Today's Document

No title available
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Keni
Claire Keane
Misplaced Lens Cap

PR's Tumblrdome
No title available
ojovivo

Andulka
tumblr dot com
h
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
AnasAbdin

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Myanmar (Burma)

seen from Türkiye

seen from India
seen from Germany

seen from Türkiye
seen from Hungary

seen from France

seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from Myanmar (Burma)
seen from Türkiye
@aquaferrum
anyone want a starter from everyone’s favorite irrelevant avenger?
you want to write with me you want to write with me so bad
I will admit i am not immune to pretty girls
“I look over at you and see sunshine.”
— Unknown (via quotemadness)
i love that walt is just some guy. like he’s literally just some guy. he probably says his favorite food is spaghetti. but his best friend is the king of an underwater nation and captain america trusts him enough to make him spy on deadpool, and when doctor doom went good valeria richards sought him out.
but also he’s probably in bed by 11:30 if he doesn’t have any super hero-ing to do.
Subnautica gifs 3/ ∞
I should be sleeping. But I’m thinking of you. I’m always thinking about you.
Igor Henrique (via quotemadness)
do i add disabled walt using a cane and some metal machinery to help walk after the shark attack...
regeneratingdegenerate:
“MACH-1?” Deadpool struggled to recall the face (or costume) behind the name, he’d heard it somewhere, but the guy clearly hadn’t left a lasting impression. “You’re one hundred percent above anyone on the Thunderbolts, dude. They’re a bunch’a D-Listers, who gives a $#!& about the Thunderbolts these days? Not me, that’s for sure. I couldn’t tell you the names of half the guys on that roster. Even when I was on the Thunderbolts, nobody cared about the Thunderbolts.”
Walter let out a chuckle. A nice, earnest, dad chuckle. He supposed he was right, who did care about the Thunderbolts? Wasn’t that their whole thing? Rehabilitating evil doers... or something. He actually couldn’t tell you what they did. “Thank you, Wade.”
He extended a hand. “It was good to talk to you again. Genuinely.”
regeneratingdegenerate:
“My reputation was what I was worried about when it first started. I mean, Deadpool, on the Avengers? It shouldn’t have worked, in the end, it didn’t work. I thought folks who I don’t even give a damn about would think I’d gone soft so I played up to it all, always implied it was a contractor position, a paid gig. I didn’t want the world to know that I was doing it because I wanted it. Don’t ask me why, ‘cause I could’ve just embraced it and ran with it, but I guess a small part of me always knew I’d @#!& it up and the dirtbag merc excuse is just that, an easy cushion to fall back on.” Wade exhaled a long sigh and clasped his hands together, wringing them just to keep himself occupied. He wouldn’t disclose how much Walter’s admission meant, the fact that someone else thought he was doing good was extremely validating. He decided to try to shift the mood.
“I think if you can look in the mirror and be pleased with who you are, even when you’re in a dorky suit with water wings, then you don’t have anything to worry about. Oh, and for the record, association with me puts you in at least the B-Tier, so don’t be so hard on yourself. You can ride these coattails however long you like.”
Walter listened. He supposed with his past with Namor, he was used to the constant moral whiplash from him. Whether it was a rampage of losing his memory or becoming a machiavellian ruler, he always ended up sticking up for the king of atlantis. Why? He didn’t know. Maybe because he was the only one who truly knew him. Which... maybe he was getting to with Deadpool. Granted, others knew him better, but in different contexts. “We all have comfortable ways out of things. I was an Avenger, then I wasn’t. But I’m always a scientist and a father.” He rubbed the back of his neck.
Walter let the mood shift. “Thank you, Wade.” He said with a sigh. “I suppose I’ve overstayed my welcome riding Namor’s. Glad to be up to the B-Tier, I suppose. Maybe that puts me up to speed with the othered armored heroes. Maybe even above that Thunderbolt guy, MACH-1.”
regeneratingdegenerate:
“No need to apologize, man.” Wade understood where Walter was coming from. The dishonesty from Deadpool had driven a wedge between his team, that and the lack of money. At the height of his popularity, it was as if Deadpool was spinning far too many plates and trying to juggle at the same time. It was a lifestyle that was impossible to maintain.
“I miss feelin’ like one of the good guys. I don’t necessarily miss the politics or the hours, but I liked bein’ looked at as something other than dirt.” Deadpool had strong doubts that he would ever repair the damage he did to his own reputation. He wouldn’t have a chance to be adored again for a long time.
“You were actually pretty good at being a good guy.” The scientist admitted. He did feel somewhat jealous of Wade during his days with the Mercs. An Avengers Unity Division would be up his alley, but he was honored when Steve asked him to spy on Wade.
“I don’t miss the feeling of being the butt end of a joke,” Another admission. “But putting on the Stingray suit... Well, my kids love it. And I love it. Sometimes feeling good about yourself isn’t just about what the other people think of you, though. It’s about doing good, isn’t it? No one will thank a D-List Avenger or a Mercenary at the end of the day, but that doesn’t mean we’re not doing something.”
lcsthearts:
“Cool story, still science.” Tommy watched him work for another few seconds, before he could feel his attention slipping again. “Well, I don’t like math either, so I guess that explains why I don’t get all that magic stuff. Neither of ‘em make sense.”
“Right.” Thank god his kids weren’t this difficult. “You’re Speed, right? One of the Young Avengers?” Walter asked, looking up to meet his eyes for a moment. That white hair and shit eating grin. Looked like Pietro if he squinted. “I have a daughter about your age, you know.”
every mission becomes a date if you take your love interest with you.
regeneratingdegenerate:
Deadpool hadn’t keep in touch with any of the others since the team disbanded and he’d lost mostly everything, Walter was the only exception. Not that he wanted him to know that. “You were the only nice one. Mostly, I mean, the stuff in the bank vault doesn’t count. I would’ve preferred to kick Solo in the jaw, not you.” Wade threw his arms up in a theatrical shrug. “You ever miss it?” Probably not.
You ever miss it? That question rang in his head for a bit. “Thank you, I guess. I also wanted to kick Solo most of the time.” He offered a weak smile, but couldn’t quite meet Wade’s eyes. Or... eye holes. “I’ve spent most of my life surrounded by people more powerful than me or more famous than me. The Mercs and I.. had something. It wasn’t healthy or positive, but it was something. Do I miss it? Do I miss going behind your back and reporting to Steve, feeling like an Avenger again? Feeling like I was a super spy? I... don’t know. Kind of. But I’m afraid of that Walter. I’d rather just cook for my wife and kids and go deep sea diving and fight monsters.” He sighed. “Sorry for the ramble.”
regeneratingdegenerate:
@aquaferrum liked this post & what’s this? Wade being nice?
“Look, Walter, I know I haven’t always been the best boss, I’ve not been the kind of guy that you’d want to buy the World’s Best Boss mug or recommend for an independent commendation, I wouldn’t be first in line to receive an award for the Rated Best Place to Work, look, what I’m trying to say is, I know I’m not going to win any prizes for team building, I’m not the kind of dude to set up an employee of the year wall and put you at the top or anythin’, but, the point I’m gettin’ at, is that when we ran together? You were always my favorite.”
Well this was... unexpected, to say the least. The last thing he would think he would hear from Wade Wilson was a positive character review. It was... nice to hear. But very jarring still. “Um,” Walter didn’t know how to respond. “Besides Masacre and maybe Greg, I didn’t think I had much competition, but I’ll still take the compliment. The mediocre spy was your favorite employee, I’m not sure what this says about either of us.”
REBLOG IF YOUR MUSE IS A HOT DAD