I asked her if she could make a beautiful profile-close-up shot of that wonderful scene she created for me yesterday. This is how it turned out. I love it so much. They are so cute together and those soft smile on their faces are just priceless.
Thank you for your love sweetie <3
I’m glad I’ve met such a lovely person as you are. *letmeloveyouinstantly*
30 Day OTP Challenge
Day 28: Something RidiculousWell, this is awkward.
The camera beard certainly had it’s uses, but right now Spy was glad he’d accidentally snapped a shot of the bushman doing his best to be alluring.
The spy had printed it out in a fit of loneliness, while the sniper had been called back to Australia for who knows what reason, thinking of doing nothing more than having it on hand to look at while he jacked himself off. And he had tried that of course, but something just seemed to be missing. It was nice to look at his Sniper, but he wanted to hold him; to run his hands over his body and breathe in his scent.
A few days later in the heat of battle, an idea struck him. Years ago; before BLU had offered him his job; he had been doing a bit of espionage in Japan. He remembered seeing large, human sized pillows displayed in a shop’s windows with pictures of models, actors, you name it printed on the pillowcases. It wouldn’t be too hard for him to create: just stitch together a few pillowcases, and stuff it and it would be perfect.
And so there he was hours later, sitting naked except for his underwear, with his legs wrapped around a fluffy imitation of his Sniper. He ran a hand up the Snipercase’s smooth abs and then wrapping his arms around the back to draw it closer.
“Oh monsieur Sniper, ow I ‘ave missed you.” he whispered, rubbing their cheeks together. ”You ‘ave been gone for weeks! It is so nice to have you in my arms again.” He pressed kisses into the sniper’s neck and down his chest. “Oh you like that do you? Mmm sniper…” Closing his eyes he breathed in the Sniper’s scent, a mixture of sweat, gun powder, and eucalyptus oil coming from one of the Sniper’s shirts that he’d stuffed into the pillowcase. He fisted the case and began to grind his hips against it, turning his head back up to kiss the sniper’s mouth. “Ohh snipe-“His growl was cut short as he heard the jingle of keys from outside his room. The door opened and a weary Sniper walked in, rubbing the heel of his hand into his eyes. “Sorry it took me so long to get back Spoi, the pilots got into some kind of fight, and we had to wait a week to get a new one, but it turns out he was an incompetent-” His words petered out as he glanced up to see the Spy with his legs and arms wrapped around his pillowcase double, his mouth still puckered to kiss it. The Sniper stood there with shock and a little bit of revulsion written on his face.
He finally managed to recover, stepping inside the room and shutting the door behind him before turning to the Spy. “Okay, first things first, we’re gonna burn that hideous thing. And next time I go on a trip; I’m bringing you with me.” Ths Spy could only nod mutely in agreement.
YOU’RE SPOILING ME!!!!! WITH WONDERFUL FANFICTION-Y GOODNESS!!! <333
Last Call Home
Some men get a chance to give their mums a last goodbye embrace… but I guess you’ll do.
This was an idea that might have been a fan fiction, but I felt it was better told this way.
Sappy sap mcsappyson
Part three of the Tentaspy river shoot. Our tentaspy discovers BLU’s southern gentleman. <3 (Imagine him as a RED Engie for you Domi / Lance fans)
Engineer: Zenami, Tentaspy: LitheFider, Photos by: Charity
aw aw aw aw ok ok super cute
