Yall Ever Used To Reading Slow Burn Fics, Then You Read A Short Fic That Isn’t Slow Burn At All And
yall ever used to reading slow burn fics, then you read a short fic that isn’t slow burn at all and it just kinda hits you in the face
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[tf2] Maid You Look
Rating: Explicit Relationships: Sniper/Spy (same fraction) Note: I realize I haven't written explicit pwp since oct 2024 so I had to fix that immediately.
Summary: Sniper puts on a French maid outfit. Only one type of cleaning happens.
READ: AO3
how to be a god
speak with a smirk, your smile can be a magnet. speak with a scowl, your eyes could cut like daggers.
walk with your head high, let your wings stretch as wide as possible. never look down on mortals, you’re meant for the skies.
dress to the nines no matter the occasion. ballgowns from any time period, victorian suits, knights armor. blood stains are simply proof of your power.
stain your lips with cherries or pomegranates, or even blood. slip daggers into your hair and tie your hair back with gold chains. never forget to adorn your head with a crown.
always touch, never be touched. let your hands roam their body freely, and take your time sizing up your pray. when you kiss them, don’t forget to bite.
carry around books from the crusades, from witches, from the romans. read to remember the battles you were apart of, the stories written after you.
speak in latin, in ancient greek, in tamil. let the mortals know your words have power. scrawl ominous sayings across the wall, whether it be in blood or wine
every day feast as if there’s no tomorrow. accept only ambrosia and wine. sit at the head of your table and unfurl your wings, the world is at your fingertips.
let the women circle around you, shouting your name in a crazed way. let them dedicate their lives to your glory, let them kill to be near you. you are above all.
take your time. time runs by you, drink your wine slowly, scrawl threats on paper without rush, slide your sword into the mere mortal tenderly. you own the world.
Angels are everywhere. Transmission towers. Telephone poles. Cable cars. Trains. Road tunnels. Computers and Supercomputers. Synthesisers. Circuit boards. Robots and AI.
We are the gods and these are our angels.
a texan’s unofficial guide to writing a southern accent
Obligatory disclaimer that southern accents vary significantly, and I can speak on a general Texas accent. Also, this is nit-picky, so don’t take it too seriously. Mostly just “hey here’s some fun ways to make your writing more realistic.”
1) Most people writing a southern accent love to use “ain’t” and “y’all”. Great start, but when those terms are surrounded by non-contracted words, it starts to lose the accent (and look a little funky). Think “how’re y’all doing” rather than “how are y’all doing.”
1.5) “Ain’t” is often paired with “nothin’”. “There ain’t nothin’ wrong with that” vs. “There isn’t anything wrong with that.”
2) Southern accents don’t only drop the last letter on -ing. “Something” becoming “somethin’” is definitely accurate, but I also hear a lot of “around” becoming “‘round” and similar things.
2.5) On a slightly related note, if you’re doing a southern accent, keep in mind that the way someone writes out words “in a southern accent” does not always reflect how it would be pronounced. “Somethin’” is nice short-hand for “oh this is dropping off that sound at the end,” but I usually hear it pronounced like “suh-mn” (which is unreadable and bad for writing). I don’t even have a strong accent, and I do this.
3) There’s a lot of jargon! I’m not sure if this is specific to my region or more general, but a common one I hear a lot is “fixin’ to” as a substitute for “going to.” Like “I’m fixin’ to start dinner” rather than “I’m going to start dinner.” In addition, theres a whole world of fun southern terms and phrases (big fan of “oh, bless his heart” as a patronizing, fake nicety). Lots of fun church-themed and farm-themed terms and turns of phrase.
4) “Y’all” is a super common gender-neutral term, but “folks” is used equally in my experience. I’ve heard it used to refer to family (“his folks” to mean “his parents”), to refer to specific communities (“those folks—“), or just as a general substitute for “people” (“folks these days—“).
5) “Howdy!” is severely underused in writing! It’s super common around where I live, and it’s just used as a greeting.
Go forth and have fun!
Yall my friends are showing me inside for the first time. I'm so confused
He's so bbg
I must admit that I barely understand sniper's hair. On the original model, it's just a blob. On the most official art, it's slicked back, but then on some of it's not??? Also, making short hair look good is a challenge in itself. I was tempted to give him a mullet because at least I understand how mullets work. I managed to make something half decent on a third attempt, but it's still a work in progress. Can wait to be finished with the hair, so I can move on to more fun parts. Also his face might be a subject to change, but we'll see.
Thinking about Wade's life and his mental health issues a lot, and I just thought about this. Not only being abused, but his entire brain being made out of cancer, and the fact that oxygen was physically taken from his brain over the course of 2+ days multiple times?
We see him coloring a lot and claim multiple times that he doesn't/ can't read (this is probably a bit, I guarantee he can read), but it had me thinking what if some days were more childish then others as part of his coping mechanisms?
At first, Logans was really confused about why Althea puts up with it until he realizes that it's extremely good for him to just... be taken care of? Praised and given affection for the bare minimum? He thinks it's weird. This wasn't the same man he was fighting with yesterday.
Coming into the living room, he sees Wade sprawled out with crayons and markers all around him with multiple pictures already coloured, his notebook having pages ripped out of it as he kicks his feet and hums.
On the tv, there are cartoons playing. Once in a while, he'll look up at the tv and then go back to coloring. "What are you doing??"
"Hi wolvie. 'm colouring."
"He's behaving, so don't ruin it." Al says. There's pictures by her, and she is holding a box of cereal.
"O..kay??" Sitting down, he's almost too curious to just walk away, picking up puppins so she doesn't ruin his drawings, petting her confusedly.
Sometimes, Al will hold out some cereal in her hand. "Wade." And he will see him shimmy over and take the cereal. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, baby."
As hes scooting back to his color spot he stops and watches the tv for a bit longer then usual.
"...What.. the fuck." Logan says to her and she gives him a brow raise. "What?"
"What is he doing?"
"He's coloring. And I thought I was the blind one."
"No no I mean.. those aren't murder plans. That's puppins."
"Yes? And?"
"And.. what did you do to him?"
"Treated him like a human being. Give it a try once inawhile." She says, and he comes back with more pictures, climbing in between them with no regard for space as he leans into her.
"Oh thank you. What is it?"
"It's you."
"Oh? How sweet. Do I look good?"
"Mhm!"
"Im glad. How about you show our friend here your amazing pictures. And he better be nice!"
So wade turns and now is leaning on logan as he points to a different picture. One of Logan with Puppins on a leash with a sun in the corner and crappy grass, a hearts all over the place.
At first he wants to tell him to get off of him, but seeing the pictures and how excited his eyes were to show him, it hits him and he understands.
".. uhm.. thank you?" But he puts it back in his hand. "Oh- you want me to keep it?"
Wade nods and starts cleaning up his crayons.
Logan turns to whisper to Al "How long does this go on?"
"About 2 hours or so."
"Why?"
"God only knows, but it helps with his nightmares."
"Colouring helps with his nightmares??"
"Its more then that. Hey sweetheart? Why don't you bring your ponys out."
"Theyre horses."
"Oh im sorry, my mistake. I think logan here wants to play horses."
Logan gives her a look like excuse me? When did I sign up for that? "No.. uhm.. I think im good."
Wade gets this look of sad innocence but goes to get them anyway, beginning to play by himself, brushing them and making them talk to each other quietly. As if he speaks any louder, he would get hit.
Logan groans and is like "Gimme a fucking horse.."
From then on, Logan is quick to understand what's happening and is much nicer to him, starts giving him snacks, buying him actual coloring books, and has pinned his drawings to the fridge each time he's gifted one. His horses name is Buttercup, by the way.
