Nov 6, 2022
“No, no! I return your - affections - entirely,” Spy said, choking on the obvious like a fool. She grabbed Sniper’s hand and wrapped her own around it, pulling it to herself as if to prevent the other woman from up and rushing out of her own home half-naked.
“Thank bleedin' Christ," Sniper said, and blew out her breath.
Art based on chapter 17 of I Can Dream About You (If I Can Hold You Tonight)
#tf2#team fortress 2#fem fortress#spy tf2#sniperspy#featuring sniper's arm only#unbavaclavaed and genderbent but still spy tf2 i promise#CEL SHADING#THE BANE OF MY EXISTANCE#im actually happy with how the cel shading came out though + I feel like it taught me quite a bit about lighting on humans#but anyway can yall believe this fic is over? what am I supposed to look forward to on my mondays and thursdays now ldksfhlk#the ending was so satisfying and good though and i'm still thinking about it. also the whole fic. i may have problems (autism?) but its okay#but god what a good and well plotted story and the ending that made earlier things just Make Sense#and i feel each time i reread I gain another thought and the thought put into spy's thought processes and sniper's actions and slkdfskldfdk#such a good fic. i am lying on the floor flopping around like a fish thinking about this fic. 100/10 recommended fic
