HEYA so here’s the entire upper half done minus the 40mm rounds on his shoulder because although I have them, the pouches they go in are still in transit.
I also have his pistol but all the shots I took with that ended either with me mugging the camera or exuding way too much angst for one small grump so pics of that will have to come later because I’m too lazy to do it again right now.
LOOK Y’ALL I AM MAKING A ROBOT ARM THING I’m only through the pattern-making besides the cables on this piece and hotdamn is this just as hard as predicted
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Deadpool (Movieverse)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nathan Summers/Wade Wilson
Characters: Wade Wilson, Nathan Summers
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Nightmares, POV Second Person, Suicidal Thoughts
Summary: If someone were to strap you in and measure your heart rate, it wouldn’t be a surprise to anyone to find it’d be beating in time with his own heart. The notion is meant to be romantic, as is customary in romances, and you think it might be romantic if an uneven heart rate wasn’t a sign of a serious health condition.
if there’s one thing i can be proud of this fic for, it’s that it’s somehow under 5k words
lovely
So guess who just found out the hard way that hardware store disc magnets are not at all the same thing as rare earth magnets.
…yeahhhh
