Spider-Man (2016) #8

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Spider-Man (2016) #8
Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.
No deleting questions, either!
❝ FORWARD I think you mean about time ?? OH, hypothetically speaking ?? right, i knew that. totally. in a hypothetical scenario, i think i’d say yes. maybe, yeah. ❞
“alright alright sweet, so then um-unhypothetically will you be my girlfriend? i mean if you don’t want to that’s totally cool, i’d understand.”
[Spider-Man #8]
( @gwcnpools )
“hey gwen. i know this is uh-a little forward and all but---would you wanna be my girlfriend? hypothetically of course. like if i were to ask you out---what would you say?”
gwcnpools:
❝ I DON’T know. whenever i find a way back, i suppose. but there’s no way i’m going back unless i’m able to jump back here too whenever i want. i’ve created a life here, i can’t just give that up. no, i do want to stay !! but my parents and my baby brother they’re back in my world. i just need to know if they remember me. hey !! what about ‘gwenpool and friends’ ?? i’m sure that’ll rack in more cash, anyway. in case you didn’t know, i’m kinda bad ass. well, spidey, you’re definitely my favorite superhero too. really ?? even when i nearly shot a kids head off because they bombed your school ?? i can totally live with that. ❞ gwen nodded her head slowly as he did what she had asked, even if it was her messing with him. ❝ it’s alright, i’m sure you could do better, though. but you did admit it… just now. wow, i bet all the fans are pissing their pants right now over this, hell i’m pissing my pants right now. FIGURATIVELY !! not literally, i promise. well, miles, i’d have to say the feeling is mutual, either way. ❞
“yeah----it’d suck to just have you disappear. i’m sure they won’t forget you gwen, you’re pretty unforgetable. ‘gwenpool and friends’? sounds nasty honsetly.” he teased, giving her a light nudge. “spideypool chronicles’ now that’s a cool name. i’m glad i’m number one, i guess that explains the poster and plushy.” he laughed. “i was upset about that at first but i realize that your intentions were pure, even if you went about it the wrong way.” he said with a shrug. he sped up even more. “there, you can’ possibly think this isn’t fast enough! so uh-----what does this mean exactly? like---us both liking each other? okay, i’m glad you’re not literally pissing your pants snice i’m kinda holding you. well not kinda, i am holding you.”
willscanyouforinjuries:
He was quite for just a moment. “According to my scans, there are no broken bones. However, you have a number of bruises emerging quickly.” He held out his hand for Miles to hoist himself up with when he was comfortable. “Their most recently mission did not leave them with any critical injuries. So Doctor Banner, Mister Stark, and myself decided it would be best to come and assist you.” Max smiled.
miles nodded and let out a sigh. ‘thank god, i can deal with a few bruises.” he said taking baymax’s hand. “well i’m glad your here. even if you don’t have milk. i wish you had one of those bacta tank things from star wars, then i’d be good in no time.”
quicklittlexbastard:
“I don’t know, that is your problem. Lie to them.”
“carry me there. throw me over your shoulder or somethin’.
cptnxrogerss:
steve just raised his brow at what was happening outside his place. a place he tried to kept hidden from certain people. as the boy got back up, he just looked at him, arms crossed over his chest. “milk? that’s all you need after taking such a beating?”
miles looked up at him and nodded. “i think so. i’m kinda durable so that helps a bit. lots of milk y’know? it helped build strong bones.”
blakeshado:
blake blinked a few times before patting her pockets.
“ sorry hunny no milk here. ”
“then buy me some milk.” he groaned. “i’m gonna die.”
❝ THAT’D BE super cool !! imagine how it’ll be once i go back home ?? i could meet people who’ve read my comics and they can fan out on me like i’ve done here. that’d be sick !! sorry, sorry, i got carried away. oh, c'mon, you’re not giving marvel enough credit, i’m sure it’ll be something better than that. i’m your favorite superhero ?? that’s really cute, actually. people are weird, my dude. i’ve stopped questioning it. let ‘em be nasty. ❞ gwen let a small scoff leave her lips at his comment, already knowing that wouldn’t be the case. ❝ i guess we’ll just have to see who the correct one is once we get there. can’t you swing us there any faster ?? only a f t er denying it first !! hey, i thought it was pretty obvious that i was. ❞
“oh---when are you going back? i thought you decided you were gonna stay? you could sign autographs and everything! ‘miles and friends’ that one is actually much much better you’re right. heck yeah you are, i mean you’re pretty handy to have around as a partner. the only person even near ya is the other spidey.” miles started swinging them faster, picking up the pass exponentially. “how’s this?” he asked as they sped through the city. “thats---cool. i’m glad because i like you a lot more than i’d care to admit.”
❝ WAIT, DO you think this actually turned into a comic that people r e a d ?? that would be amazing !! holy shit, what if i’m someone’s favorite superhero ?? oh, god yeah i know that !! it’s the same way in my world. talk about a nasty ship. wow, i think that’s what people call goals. i’ll show you when we’re at my apartment. ONLY so you can see my smug face when i prove you wrong. hm, wouldn’t you like to know ?? ❞
“maybe? that’d be pretty cool actually, you think its called like ‘miles and gwen: friends till the end.’ or something? ----i know you’re someone’s favorite superhero already---mine. how can anyone be on board for that? i mean---they’re siblings...” he shook his head with a sigh. “or that surprised look when i prove you wrong! actually yes, i would! I mean---i was honest about how i feel right? you should be too.”
❝ NAH, I think you’re good. hey, to me it’s like flying. you’re the one swinging, i’m just on for the ride. spideypool, yes !! except, people actually ship those two together. and we’re not a ship, but the names do really work, so i’m here for it. yeah, why not ?? what harm is it really gonna do ?? i already know what you look like, it’d only be fair. ❞ a smile played on gwen’s features and she moved her arm to wrap around his shoulders, giving him a light squeeze. ❝ aw, look at you admitting to how i n t o me you are. ❞
“hey---i’m sure people ship us too, people ship everyone. i once met this person that swore up and down that the maximoff twins were dating. see my thoughts exaclty, it’ll be like---our bond, we’ll be the only ones that know what the other looks like.” miles wrapped his arm around her waist in turn, pulling her closer. “hey hey---while that may be true, you’re into me too right?”
❝ OH, C'MON they’ll never suspect you live near here. you know, just two buds flying around the city on web. the u s u a l. even if they do show up, we can take ‘em. the power team !! oh, yeah ?? then, you should see what’s under this mask. ❞ gwen remained quiet thinking over the c o r r e c t way to answer his question, shrugging her shoulders shortly after. ❝ if i say yes are you gonna fight me and web me to a pole again to leave me for the police ?? ❞
“i sure hope so. i’m not lookin’ i think the correct term though is swingin’ around, techincally we’re not flyin’.” he teased giving her a small squeeze. “we’re the new dynamic duo! what is it they used to call spider-man and deadpool? like---spideypool? that’s use spideypool 2.0. wait---would you really show me?” he asked, looking over at her. “nah, i’m not gonna fight ya again. i still feel really bad about that. punching you in the face hurt me too and i don’t just mean my hand.”
Matt was sitting in his living room, tired from a long night of crime fighting. He had a drink in his hand to relax himself before he went to bed, when he heard the sound of something approaching the wall outside at high velocity. There was a crash outside the window a moment later, and Matt popped his head out. Hearing a voice ask if he had any milk, Matt was silent for a moment, before he sighed. “Hang on” He said simply, before returning inside, making his way to the fridge and pulling out a carton of milk. Getting a glass from the cupboard, he poured some milk into it before returning to the window. “Here” He said, holding the glass out. “You don’t have to stay out there. You can come in if you want”
miles lifted the front of his mask, gulping down he milk quickly and gave a satisfied sigh as he finished. he climbed into the window and flopped down on the floor. “thanks man, it smells a lot better in here than it did out here.” he said with a small smile. he reached up pulling his mask back down over his face and sat up, leaning against the wall. “you’re not like----a villain too right? i didn’t fall into a trap coming in here did i? if so---just let me take a nap first then you can do whatever.”
❝ HEY, HEY, wait !! this could be a kick ass photo, ❞ she commented, using the excuse to get her phone out. ❝ hey, spidey s m i l e !! ❞ and with that she snapped a photo. ❝ ah, yes. now, that’s what i call an insta worthy selfie. you know how many likes this shit is gonna get ?? tons. ❞ though, instead of posting the picture to instagram, she managed to text the one person she knew would already be there to clean out any trace of creepy spiderman posters and plushys. ❝ oh, c'mon ridiculous ?? is that because of the whole me trying to shoot the guy who bombed your school thing ?? i thought we moved on from this. ❞
miles looked over to the camera, flashing a smile before realizing he had a mask on and feeling dumb. ‘WAIT---you can’t post anything on instagram! it’ll geotag our location and whoever wants to kill us will just be able to find us easy, especially if you do it this close to my house.” miles continued to swing for a minute or so before shrugging. “i mean---yeah, i like you. you’re a lot of fun to be around and from the half of your face i can see i can tell that you’re beautiful too. but thank you for bringing up the main point of my worry! what if someone hits me with a car by accident are you gonna try and kill them too?”
“ yea i’m pretty much of an expert on the whole dead thing. ”
cecil remained silent for a few moment before looking down at the other and squinting at him.
“ wow – that was uh – ”
cecil shook his head before blinking a few times and stepping away from him.
“ that was not very nice. ”
“same dude---i’ve watched every episode of walking dead, i can tell a real dead body from a mile away.” miles sat up slowly. “i’m just jokin’ man calm down. you’re not bad lookin’ for a dude---a little pale though.”