#hardwiredweird

@hardwiredweird created this beautiful gouache painting of Bucky awhile back and gifted the stunning original to me! I just can't get over how incredible it looks in person, and I wanted to share it again since the energy he’s conveying really reminded me of the no-nonsense intensity of “Barnes” in this chapter (even if he’s far more undercover in the current chapter of my ongoing story).

Please check out HardWiredWeird's Twitter and Tumblr accounts to see more of his incredible art! His skill with portraiture is phenomenal, and there are loads of recognizable characters across his art accounts! He’s also just an all-around fantastic person and watercolor and gouache enabler.

Chapter 90: "Modus Operandi" - (Read on Ao3) "Winter of the White Wolf"

The goshdarn butts!!

Chapter 4 is up, with the truly special and beautiful artwork gifted to me by @coldvibeisking, created by the incredible @hardwiredweird​. Please, please, please check out both of their pages, and give @hardwiredweird​ all the love for their fantastic artwork. I am beyond honored to have been gifted something so wonderful. My words will never be enough to express just how much it means to me. As always, you can find ‘Where We Stood’ and ‘Borrowed Forgiveness,’ both part of the ‘Sanctuary’ series on Ao3. And if you know anyone who loves Harrisco as much as we do, please share!

Love ya! -QD

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37769611

SO MUCH THANKS to @hardwiredweird for once again wrecking my entire existence with mush and steamy feels.

Wynonna almost smiled at the sight of them. They looked comfortable near each other. And Matt had sure as hell calmed down. My guys. 

It wasn't until a few seconds later that she realized that she'd just thought that and gracefully started to choke on the coffee that she'd accidentally inhaled. "Shit, that's hot!" She spluttered. 

It was an odd testament to how used to her presence Matt had gotten (and how distracting Frank's closeness was), that Matt hadn't actively been aware of exactly how close she was until he could hear her heartbeat change, stumble over itself, right before she choked. 

Frank didn't seem surprised at all, he simply turned to look at her, turning into Matt, instead of away from him, and the smile in his voice was obvious. "Y'alright there, hotshot?"  

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