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#you’ll learn he’s known you for less than twelve hours and you’re a taciturn motherfucker who told him next to nothing)
kenisle · 2 months
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are there any fics about the existential/body horror and everyday idiosyncrasies of being wolverine — indestructible heavy metal skeleton, knife hands, healing factor, amnesia, and eternally chained to this mortal plane cursed to watch everyone around you age and die except this one really weird guy you can’t fucking stand who also happens to be from canada — with maybe a dash of homoeroticism? or at least just minimal heterosexuality? is that too tall an order?
#x men#wolverine#x men origins: wolverine#you wake up in a destroyed wasteland. you have to look at the dog tags around your neck for a name to call yourself (not even a proper one)#but you know and use the word fuck with perfect accuracy#some guy rushes over and says the kids are safe (what kids?) and you need to go (to where? from where?)#you ask who he is. he says he’s a friend. you ask him your name. he gives you the name on your tags and no more.#(if you go with him‚ hoping to find some answers about the big blank spot in your memory past five minutes ago‚#you’ll learn he’s known you for less than twelve hours and you’re a taciturn motherfucker who told him next to nothing)#(but he’s the only person you’ve seen since you opened your eyes that’s not dead or trying to kill you — which you suspect is rare for you)#he could be the godfather of your children for all you know#five minutes or hours or days or weeks later‚ somebody gets on your bad side and suddenly. there are knives coming out of your hands#you fall off your stupid motorcycle and flay the skin off your hands because you’re too cool for protective gear#and in the scant moments before the flesh fucking knits itself back together like it’s getting paid for it#you can see the glint of metal where it should be bone white#you’re 100lbs heavier than you logically should be#and you realize this is why#you’re 33% metal#kenny posts#kenny rants#you look in the mirror and estimate you have [insert hugh jackson’s age here] years of memories to recover give or take#but every trail you follow leads you further and further back until you realize just how many lifetimes have been taken from you
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