lost-opium:

Do you remember that ? So there is the next part of the story ! In a little tiny comic with very lazy drawings \°D°/

See, Engie is safe <3

(via moofrog)

c&#8217;est pas bien de jouer avec la nourriture!!!
bref encore un petit quelque chose vite fais!

c’est pas bien de jouer avec la nourriture!!!
bref encore un petit quelque chose vite fais!

pybun:

Medic Scout Spy Sniper Heavy Demo Soldier Engineer Pyro

I arranged them according to the time

(via zhatdoktor)

emi-ookami:

queenfujoshi:

emi-ookami:

"You’re like me.."I made a jungle warrior skin that I tried out. It looks okay for beeing the first one. :) Now I don’t have to use GIMP to make the markings everytime. ^^

((((Eee it looks so good Emi!!!!))))
Sniper sat there, feeling the coarseness of the Warrior’s palms, his hands still dainty and small against his own. The wildness in the other’s eyes dissolved into curiosity and wonder as the bushman allowed him to explore their similarities.
His brows slightly raised, he wondered to himself how long this wild man had been alone.. had he forgotten civilization after many years in the bush…. or had he been left there? Left to fend for himself as a child? ….sadness struck him suddenly, empathy dulling his expression as he gazed at the dead eyes above the brilliant blue sapphires.
"…how long have ye been here, mate? Oi’ve been out this way on me wolkabouts of’en enough an Oi’ve neveh seen ye….."
The Warrior ignored him, as he started to pick and pry at the loose gray vest. Digging into his pouch as if to search for something to eat… His survivalist ways winning out over learning more about the man.
"Oy.. whot.. hold on mate.. hold on…"  The Sniper grunts as he digs in his pocket and produces some carob gum and a few nuts he had managed to find during his travels.  "here…"
Sniffing at it, the tattooed self appointed prince of the jungle, snatches them and greedily eats them. All the while eying the man, so many rudimentary questions flying through his mind. Was he a hunter as well? Why did his staff look so odd? Where were his furs? His badges of honor for slaying beasts greater than he? Were they under these odd cloths he adorned his body with??
Silence fell between the two as the warrior ate.. but still Sniper was fascinated… were there more like him? 1,2….maybe even 7?
(err, more shitty  Fanfiction over these two…)

You have no idea how happy I am right now! I really didn’t thought that these pics I made would get so much attention. *wipe away my tears*Thank you for the wonderful writing! &lt;3

emi-ookami:

queenfujoshi:

emi-ookami:

"You’re like me.."

I made a jungle warrior skin that I tried out. It looks okay for beeing the first one. :) Now I don’t have to use GIMP to make the markings everytime. ^^

((((Eee it looks so good Emi!!!!))))

Sniper sat there, feeling the coarseness of the Warrior’s palms, his hands still dainty and small against his own. The wildness in the other’s eyes dissolved into curiosity and wonder as the bushman allowed him to explore their similarities.

His brows slightly raised, he wondered to himself how long this wild man had been alone.. had he forgotten civilization after many years in the bush…. or had he been left there? Left to fend for himself as a child? ….sadness struck him suddenly, empathy dulling his expression as he gazed at the dead eyes above the brilliant blue sapphires.

"…how long have ye been here, mate? Oi’ve been out this way on me wolkabouts of’en enough an Oi’ve neveh seen ye….."

The Warrior ignored him, as he started to pick and pry at the loose gray vest. Digging into his pouch as if to search for something to eat… His survivalist ways winning out over learning more about the man.

"Oy.. whot.. hold on mate.. hold on…"  The Sniper grunts as he digs in his pocket and produces some carob gum and a few nuts he had managed to find during his travels.  "here…"

Sniffing at it, the tattooed self appointed prince of the jungle, snatches them and greedily eats them. All the while eying the man, so many rudimentary questions flying through his mind. Was he a hunter as well? Why did his staff look so odd? Where were his furs? His badges of honor for slaying beasts greater than he? Were they under these odd cloths he adorned his body with??

Silence fell between the two as the warrior ate.. but still Sniper was fascinated… were there more like him? 1,2….maybe even 7?

(err, more shitty  Fanfiction over these two…)

You have no idea how happy I am right now! I really didn’t thought that these pics I made would get so much attention. *wipe away my tears*
Thank you for the wonderful writing! <3

j&#8217;aime beaucoup l&#8217;idée de la houppelande romaine sur le casque!

j’aime beaucoup l’idée de la houppelande romaine sur le casque!

lost-opium:

(he will survive shhh but this will be a surprise)

lost-opium:

(he will survive shhh but this will be a surprise)

il gére le jeune monsieur lost opium ,non?!!

il gére le jeune monsieur lost opium ,non?!!

bon sang c&#8217;est de pire en pire&#8230;
je suis vraiment pas doué.
mais  comme j&#8217;ia croisé pas ml de post avec plein de centaures et d&#8217;autres avec des loups garou&#8230;.
nous y voila.
dsl a ceux qui espérer trouver mieux!

bon sang c’est de pire en pire…
je suis vraiment pas doué.
mais comme j’ia croisé pas ml de post avec plein de centaures et d’autres avec des loups garou….
nous y voila.
dsl a ceux qui espérer trouver mieux!

heu&#8230;.
le sniper rouge et le spy bleu.
pourquoi?? bheu je sais pas&#8230;
enfaite le croquis trainer dans l&#8217;ordi depuis longtemps et du coup je l&#8217;ai colorisé.
rien de bien transcendant!

heu….
le sniper rouge et le spy bleu.
pourquoi?? bheu je sais pas…
enfaite le croquis trainer dans l’ordi depuis longtemps et du coup je l’ai colorisé.
rien de bien transcendant!

slashingcyan:

schmogg:

I can imagine these two enjoying a nice bath after a hard day, long after everyone else has gone to bed, so they know that they won’t get disturbed. I can also see Heavy really enjoying reading out loud to Sniper, so he can rest his eyes~

I particularly like the line about Heavy reading to Sniper so Sniper can rest his eyes; after a long day behind the scope, a hot soak and a moment to close your eyes and listen to the soft rumbling voice of your lover, his heart beating in his chest, the rustle of pages, must be wonderfully therapeutic. ♥

slashingcyan:

schmogg:

I can imagine these two enjoying a nice bath after a hard day, long after everyone else has gone to bed, so they know that they won’t get disturbed. I can also see Heavy really enjoying reading out loud to Sniper, so he can rest his eyes~

I particularly like the line about Heavy reading to Sniper so Sniper can rest his eyes; after a long day behind the scope, a hot soak and a moment to close your eyes and listen to the soft rumbling voice of your lover, his heart beating in his chest, the rustle of pages, must be wonderfully therapeutic.