SpyKid“Stop laughing at me!”SpyKid3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sniper was laughing loudly, bending over and leaning on his knees. He slapped Spy on the back, nearly knocking him over.
“I said stop it!”
“I, I can’t help it. You’re, it’s just- YOU LOOK LIKE YOU’RE TEN YEARS OLD!”
He collapsed into laughter again and the child Spy frowned and stamped his foot, “I am not a child!”
“Did you- just stamp you’re foot?!” He wheezed and fell to his knees, tears threatening as he laughed even harder.
Spy glared at him as he laughed, tapping his foot impatiently, “Are you finished?”
He continued laughing at Spy’s high pitched voice, wiping at his eyes.
Spy huffed angrily and pulled Sniper’s hands away, looking him dead in the eye, “STOP. LAUGHING. This is serious bushman! What if someone else becomes a ten year old? What if I’m stuck like this?!”
He only calmed slightly, a crooked grin plastered across his
Would You... (SniperSpy)Would You (Meme turned story, sniper/spy)Would You... (SniperSpy)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I cried: Hold my hand?
Spy crept silently around the corridor, approaching his target slowly, smiling as he caught the smell of the man in the next room. He side-stepped the creaky floorboards, all too aware of what the consequences for making a sound were. He flipped open his knife, staring at the blade for a moment before letting himself look at the man behind the rifle.
He heard his knife clatter uselessly against the floor, Sniper was crying.
Sniper hissed in surprise, spinning around and knocking the rifle to the floor, Bloody spook!
Before the man could do anything spy was next to him, his kukri moved out of arms reach. Sniper froze, completely helpless to Spy.
After a few moments of nothing happening he looked back at Spy. He was looking down, Sniper followed his gaze until he saw it, Spy was holding his hand. It wasnt in restraint or in anger, but something gentler.
It is alright to cry monsieu
Remember MeTitle: Remember MeRemember Me3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Prompt: Imagine your OTP at a very old age. Person A has Alzheimer’s and lives in a retirement home. Person B comes to visit them every day and tries to make them remember the life they had together, but person A doesn’t remember until just before their death, when they look up at person B, smile, and say “I love you,” before passing on.
He loved him, with every fibre of his being.
Maybe that's why it always hurt so much.
It'd be the same every day, every week for the past year at least. Time had stopped having meaning. He'd enter the retirement home, trying to avoid looking at the other residents, the residents that always looked like a slight breeze could knock them over. He'd follow the Nurse, listening to her instructions on what to say, on what to do. He'd stopped paying real attention months ago, it never made any difference.
He'd step into his room, eyeing all of the medical equipment around the walls of the room before l
Remember You"I'm sorry Mr Mundy, but we're going to have to ask you to leave."Remember You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sniper looked up from Spy's limp body and nodded slowly, wiping away his tears. He laid Spy down gently, like a delicate ornament, on his hospital bed.
"Goodnight Luv..." He pressed his lips to his lover's forehead gently and stood, watching Spy as he did.
"Can ya' make sure they treat 'im well? Not just chuck 'im in a coffin."
The nurse inclined her head and opened the door wider, "His funeral was already organised, we'll contact you."
He nodded tiredly and let a second nurse lead him from the room.
She practically pushed him down the hall, trying to get the numb man away from the patients. It wasn't appropriate to have a grieving man around dying people.
The funeral was quiet and quick, the whole ceremony having five people involved. The five that had attended were quiet, grieving the other members of their team as well. Scout stepped forward and looked between Sniper and Medic, "Anyone gonna say anything?"
Request: SpyxSniper RomanceThe stroke of a soft cheek.Request: SpyxSniper Romance5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"H-hey, cut it out," Sniper muttered as Spy stroked the back of his knuckles against his face. "What the hell are ya doing?" he asked, trying to move away from the touch.
"You need to shave," Spy replied with a smirk, giving his cheek a pinch and laughing as Sniper blushed darkly. Sniper waved a hand at him and rubbed his face, glaring at Spy's amused face. "You are so cute, my little dingo."
"I ain't a dog," he muttered and crossed his arms tightly. Spy patted the top of his head, nodded slowly and stole another soft pet on his cheek. "Bugger off!!!"
The sound of another's heart beat.
"C-come on, breathe!" Sniper muttered after pulling Spy from the water. Fucking Pyro dragged him down to drown him and shit, he wasn't breathing! He pressed his hands hard against his chest to try to push the water out of his lungs, but the Frenchman only jerked like a ragdoll. "COME ON!!!" He bit his lip and bent down, pressing his ear to
SicknessEngineer laid the last of the kindling down and stepped back, signalling to Spy. He nodded and took out his lighter, muttering something in French, before lighting the stacked wood. He retreated, standing next to Sniper, and watched the flame with sullen interest. His lighter was still in his grasp, being absentmindedly re-lit over and over. Sniper gently took the lighter from him, tucking it into the man’s inner coat pocket, and put an arm around his shoulders.Sickness3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Engineer took off his hardhat and held it to his chest, quietly reciting a few words. Soldier came up behind him and saluted, the mark or respect aimed at the growing blaze. Engineer turned and looked at Soldier, the fire dimly reflecting in his goggles, and smiled. Soldier pat him on the back with his free arm and the two returned their attention to the flames.
Heavy stared sadly at the blaze, fingering Sasha’s handle. He couldn’t have left her in his room when he was out here. He dimly registered Medic
Chaos and LaughterChaos and LaughterChaos and Laughter4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Discord sighed and began walking around the small stone room he was trapped in. Being a statue was boring, even though you could still do whatever you wanted the space was just too small to contain the immortal spirit of chaos. He slumped onto the floor and groaned, "It's so boring!"
He heard a faint whisper and saw a round glow appear in front of his face. He frowned and prepared himself for another verbal beating from Celestia. Her face appeared and the Canterlot gardens framed her face. "Hello Tia, have you come to gloat again?"
She looked at him in disgust as he said her childhood nickname, "No, Discord. I've come to talk to you civilly like I always do."
He coiled unto himself and put his face directly in front of hers, "It always turns into gloating."
She sighed in annoyance as Luna came walking up behind her. Discord turned away and sat on his tail sulking. Luna spoke to her sister, "Give him another chance Tia."
Discord's ear perked up but he tried to appear
Thunder CloudsTitle: Thunder CloudsThunder Clouds3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Requester: Shnipeh (Working in collaboration with her ideas)
Prompt: could you do something based off a song? I read the fanfiction "it could be worse" and this song keeps reminding me of Sniper/Spy and that fanfiction. It doesn't have to be a part of that fanfiction of course, but listen to it and see what comes to mind?
Song: What is light? Where is laughter?
The battlefield separating the two bases, RED and BLU, was filled with the cries of battle as eighteen men raged war against one another. Bullets flew overhead as the mercenaries killed one another, coming back only moments later from the miraculous respawn.
RED was winning, per usual, but today was different. Today they were constantly being kept on their toes by the BLUs, their advances getting closer and closer to RED base.
Sniper looked down his scope at the, quickly approaching, BLU soldier. The bastard had a Medic and a pyro in tow, probably going after Engineers turret nest. He aimed his
Why do you?Why are you crying my dear?Why do you?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Why is your beautiful face full of fright?
Please hand me the knife my dear.
I want to see you live through this night.
Why are you sad my love?
Why are you hiding from me?
Please don't hide because they called you queer.
I can't be happy if you can't be.
Why are you hurt my friend?
Why are you bleeding out?
Please tell me what he did my friend.
I will stop him without any doubt.
Why are you so small sister?
Why don't you eat?
Please tell me what you see.
I don't want you to give up to this in defeat.
Why are you drunk brother?
Why do you drown yourself like this?
Please don't do this to yourself.
She wasn't worth more than one kiss.
Why are you all like this?
Why do you lie to us all?
Please try to understand me.
You were beautiful before.
Fallen SnowA hand traced the gentle curves of the man’s face, “You’re an idiot…”Fallen Snow3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cold made him shiver, the hand clenching slightly over the lapels of the other’s coat. It was so fitting, the cold overtaking the warm when it’d finally left. He pulled himself closer to the man on the ground, knees resting against his side. He gently caressed his cheek, feeling the icy tendrils try and claim his fingers, “A handsome, sweet idiot…”
He let himself go, tears sliding silently down his face, “Why did you go?! Why didn’t you watch yourself?!”
He slammed his fists on the man’s chest, crying out, “YOU’RE A SELFISH, BRUTISH, DISGUSTING-“
His face fell onto the other’s chest and he wailed into the cold shirt beneath him. His hands grasping for anything he could hold, anything he could pull closer. His breathing was desperate and haggard, coming out in pained gasps. It wasn’t fair. It just wa
Worst kind of Sick“Shoulda known this was gonna be a bad idea.”Worst kind of Sick3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tavish grunted as he pulled himself up the last flight of steps, hefting the crate he’d been carrying onto the floor in front of him. He wiped his forehead and flicked the sweat onto the concrete floor, looking up at the bullet-ridden ceiling. The air was hot in the uppermost part of the apartment complex, even though no natural sunlight could find its way into the concrete building.
He hefted the crate up again and turned towards the lone door on the landing, balancing the crate on his knee as he knocked on the door, “Jane? Jane, it’s Tavish.”
He waited patiently, moving to the side of the door in case the soldier tried to strangle him.
“Jane? Can ye just open the door lad?”
He put the crate down and knocked on the door again, “Jane? Ya alright mate?”
He grabbed the handle and turned it easily, rust coming off onto his hand. The room looked worse than it normally did, cans and box
Our Friendship ~ They know who they are ~I promise to protect you.Our Friendship ~ They know who they are ~3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Laugh and I'll laugh with you,
Cry and I'll cry too,
Scream and hit and I'll keep holding on,
Make me bleed and scream but I'll keep holding on,
Leave and hate me, I'll still be here,
Try and hurt me and shut me from your life, I'll still be here,
You'll scream at me to leave, tell me you don't need me,
Tell me I'm horrible, Tell me I don't understand,
And when I don't I'll confuse you,
You're the one who can't understand,
I laughed because you made me,
I cried because your sadness is mine,
I held on because I know you need it,
I'm still here because I need you and I'd like to think you need me,
I just want you to remember who held you when you cried,
Who decided that their problems could wait for a moment just to take yours,
Who decided that you're worth every single tear,
Who decided that they would protect you as well as they can.
Please understand that whatever you feel,
I try to feel too,
I add my own pain and try to steal yours,
Just to see your rain-sto