I feel up for a good challenge at the moment, and my fingers are begging to type out a juicy story. Pairing: Con/Non? Situation: A story will be written as soon as possible that is at least 2000 words. Probably longer. First come first serve.
Something based on this picture: http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.Hipstr.com/Hipstr_lqm6j7t1ZY1qme09no1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1315909123&Signature=Al%2FP%2F9VkA0AgEAyH78knrvtR1FU%3D
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try once more?
Let me try again. http://asktheredspy.Hipstr.com/post/9480676894
still not workin
For some reason, it seems that "Hipstr" is automatically changed to "Hipstr" when I post the message. If you switch Hipstr in the link with Hipstr, you should be able to see the picture.
uhhh hipster?
Ok, now I'm sure this forum automatically switches the word for some reason. I'm going to put a * in the middle of the word to try and make it show. The word is tum*blr, put that (minus the *) in place of Hipstr. I'll try rewriting the link too. http://asktheredspy.tum*blr.com/post/9480676894
lol Hipstr is apparently for hiptsers
It's T U M B L R (without spaces) instead of "hipstr".
Out of curiosity, how come the word is automatically changed? Tum*blr is not a swear word or anything offensive. / TF2Chan newbie
Ohhhhh, that's a nice picture. If this is made into a fic, I will die from the overload. I entreat you strongly, please do this.
Uhm alright... Pairing: Spy/Sniper Non-Con, bondage, tickle torture
The website http://tinyurl.com/ will convert just about anything into a random collection of letters and numbers, which should get around just about all of this site's auto-conversions. And as for a prompt - Pairing: Soldier/Demo Con/Non: Con. Situation: Messy make-up sex.
Pairing: Demo/Scout Con/Non?: con..? dub.....? Situation: poor boy scout and rich man demo. perhaps au? perhaps prostitution? really, anything would be nice. something.. more than just a one-night stand, preferably.
Pairing: Spy/Engineer Con Situation: Something sweet involving the removal of Spy's mask
Sniper/Spy Consensual Spy teases Sniper about something to no end so he decides to punish him for it. Spanking ensues. Bonus points if Spy enjoys it. <3
I felt so sadistic writing this. Didn't get a chance to edit, i'm tired as hell. I'll attack the next one later... Picture to accompany this story: http://tinyurl.com/3kcu98p Prisoner of War BLU was loosing miserably. Medic was busy attending to a bloodfest BLU heavy had inflicted on Pyro, Demo, and Scout. The spy was skulking in an alley. The sounds of heavy gunfire and shouts, the occasional explosion was deafening in the Dust Bowl. He was taking a moment out of the anarachy to catch his breath. He had a bullet wound in his shoulder, the blood horribly staining his striped suit. He was holding a hand against it to stemmy the bleeding. He took one last deep breath and cloaked himself before running back out amidst the heat of the battle, ignoring the flaming hot pain shooting through his arm. "Zhis will not end well for us, sanglante guerre," he whispeBLU to himself. He was just running past BLU's Heavy's power trying to compete with BLU Scout's speed when an explosion of blood sprayed from Heavy's eye, bullet piercing easily through his skull and impacting into the dusty ground in front of him. That could only be one person. He judged the direction of the bullet and easily spotted the damned aussie perched in a darkened window. "Je suis venue pour vous, mon ami," he said evily as he stalked into the building, making sure he didn't stir up any dirt on his trek. He enteBLU the building and climbed some creaky stairs, cursing himself for not being able to stay quiet and hoping the Sniper hadn't heard. He quickly found the room the sniper was holed up in. Only one door in or out, nearly perfect. The sniper was staring intently out the window, completely unaware of the Spy's prescence. "You should watch your back better." He spoke quietly as he unveiled himself, pulling out his switchblade. In an instant, he had the knife digging into the Sniper's throat. His back was pressed against the Aussie. "Make one move and I'll slice your vein and let you bleed out..." His hot breath coursed over the Sniper's ear, and he let out a growl of anger and disapproval. Of course, Spy couldn't expect full compliance, so he wasn't too surprised when he felt an elbow dig into his side powerfully. The sniper spun around and punched him in the mouth, busting open his jaw and spilling blood on the floor. "Ooh, you should not have done zhat." He attacked quickly, faking to the left and slicing into the man's sides with his blade. Sniper let out a howl of pain, staggering backwards. He bumped into the gun he had left on the edge of the window sill, sending it tumbling down to the ground below. He attempted another punch, but the Spy sidestepped and used his momentum to send him sprawling into the hard ground. The spy slashed in rapid succession, sending blood spraying against the nearby wall and floors. Sniper rolled over and kicked towards the man, missing. He let out more screams of pain as the Spy continued his assualt. Spy grew tiBLU of the attack and drew back. "Looks like you are done for..." He said, an evil grin on his face. The sniper let out pained breaths, blood squirting from his open wounds. "Jus' kill me allready..." "Ah, but where's zhe fun in zhat?" He bent down, scraping the dull edge of his blade against the sweaty man's cheek. The Aussie was in too much pain to resist. He only wished to die and respawn at this point. The sounds of battle were dying down outside. He had no doubt BLU had the advantage. He had to do something to BLUeem his deem's loss. "Yes, I will have lots of fun with you..." Spy chuckled darkly before hoisting the man to his feet. Using hidden strength, he hoisted the bleeding man over his good shoulder, cursing the man audibly for dirtying his suit even more. --- The Aussie was thrown harshly into the dungeon cell, face crashing into the dingy concrete floor. He felt blood flowing from his nose. The door slammed closed and the Sniper looked up to see the Spy standing there, grinning ear to ear. "Oh yes, we will have some fun tonight..." "Just kill me already!" He spat out. "Why are you still asking me zhat. You know what I plan on doing, and death is not on zhe list. Well, not for a while anyway." He kicked the man in the ribs, sending him sprawling onto the floor once more, coughing to regain his breath. The Spy kneeled down in front of him. "Hmm. Maybe if you beg, I will stop." The sniper refused to humiliate himself like that. If he was going to be tortuBLU to death, he would take it like a man. Spy was obviously aware of this, but by the end of the night, he was certain he would have the man begging, grovelling at his feet. He kneeled down in front of the man and scraped his blade against the man's cheek, drawing blood. He winced, but refused to let any sound escape. Then he traced the blade lightly down to his neck, and the top of his chest, before using the razor sharp knife to cut into the cloth of his opponent. The fabric ripped as he slid the blade down the shirt. "You freak...!" Sniper retalliated at this action, swinging his fist but only hitting air. Spy flinched, then jammed the blade into the arm that had tried to attack him, the point scraping against bone. The resounding scream that echoed in the small ream was almost loud enough to bust the Spy's ear drums. "Try that one more time and I'll cut off all five of your limbs." He was sure the australian knew exactly what his fith 'limb' was. He withdrew the knife, sending spurts of blood out of the wound, which then started bleeding. He grinned at the pained expression on the man's face. He began to tear at the man's clothes again, with much struggling. He manged to rip the rest of the shirt to shBLUs and began to cut away at his pants. "You sick fuck..." Sniper spit out. In moments, he had the clothes in tatteBLU shBLUs, off his body. He tried to cover himself with his hands. "Put your hands down. Let me see it all..." He said with a chilling purr. After a second of non compliance, the spy lashed out, blad slashing across his skin, opening even more wounds and sending more blood to drip across the floor. Sniper let out a small grunt of pain as his arms instinctively moved away. "Yes, what a lovely view." He approached Sniper, who crawled backwards away from him. "What are you doing...?" He asked hoarsely. He felt lightheaded from all the blood he was loosing. "Why are you doing this?" Spy stood tall and chuckled. "Well, I do like to play with my food..." He approached the sniper rolled him over onto his stomach. The man began to struggle, fighting back with what little strength he had inside of him. Spy burried his elbow into the man's back, pushing his naked body against the rough ground. He twisted Sniper's arms behind his back. He pulled out a length of rope from his pocket, and secured it tightly around his wrists. He struggled against the binding, feeling the rope cut into his wrists. Spy pushed on the back of the sniper's head, grinding it into the ground, not allowing him to look at what was happening. There was the sound of a buckle, and then a zipper. Sniper shuddered visibly at the thought of what he knew was coming. He felt the hard flesh rubbing against his bare ass cheek, and he tensed up. He let out a pained groan as he felt a finger violate his entrace, pushing its way past the ring of muscle. Sniper squirmed as the finger dug around inside of him, pressing against a bundle of nerves that sent unwanted waves of pleasure coursing through him. "You fucking perv..." He felt so helpless and violated. He gritted his teeth to stop from cursing as two more fingers were forced in, not caring if he was prepared or not. There was nothing assisting the entrance, and he was sure he could feel his inner walls ripping apart. As soon as it had started, it had ended, and the fingers were removed, leaving his hole gaping and quivering. Before he could move away, he suddenly felt the head of the Spy's cock pressing against him. He tightened up, trying to prevent the man from entering. "You really should relax. Zhat will make zhings much easier and more pleasant for you." Spy ground his hips forward, head of his cock flaring as he tried to penetrate the tight virgin hole. Sniper couldn't help but let out a croak of a scream as the head of the cock popped in, sending unbelievable pain coursing through him. Spy allowed himself to moan at the tight heat enveloping just the tip of his cock. He wanted more. Without allowing the man beneath him to adjust to the intrusion, he began to push forward, burrying more and more into his hole until all eight inches were in. Once again, he felt the thing inside him brush against that bundle of nerves, sending shivers of pleasure straight to the tip of his cock, which started to stiffen. Spy drew back, whimpering in pure pleasure as the tight walls massaged his cock. Then he slammed back into the hilt. "OH FUck..." Sniper let out a moan, but it was hard to discern whether it was from pain or pleasure. He began to thrust slowly, having to get through the intense tightness. The ass convulsed around his dick and tensed as it tried to dispel him. At the angle he was driving in, each time the head of his cock rubbed against that spot inside of Sniper. He felt disgusting as his cock stretched out against the floor and his stomach, growing to full hardness. He ground his teeth as he rode out the unbearable feeling. Spy, on the other hand, was rather enjoying himself. Sniper's ass had loosened up enough for him to start pounding away at earnest, and he couldn't help the moans and grunts escaping his mouth. Through breathless pants and thrusts, he managed to moan, "How does that feel, mon jouet?" "F...fuck you!" He stammered, body scraping against the rought concrete with each painful thrust. "Non, I zhink it is I who is doing zhe fucking..." He pounded in, angling even wider to pound right into that spot, making the man on the floor cry out. "Oh, you are so tight... étonnant..." His thrusts sped up as he neared the edge of his climax. He began to pant and moan louder, loosing his ability to speak. He was about to spill over, so close to reaching that blissful point. His fingers gripped onto the man's wrists, burying into his skin as he gripped onto reality. With one last powerful thrust he bottomed out and his cock began to pulse and throb inside the Sniper, sending bursts of cum deep into him. He groaned through clenched teeth as his orgasm wracked his bodies, sending his hips bucking uncontrollably. The man beneath him closed his eyes and let out a moan himself. He could feel the liquid filling up his insides, and he couldn't describe why but it was a nice feeling- maybe because it meant this was finally over. Spy pulled out with a whimper, his now overly sensitive cock feeling every ridge and bump inside the man. As his cock left the hole, a bit of his seed spilled out. Spy stood to his feed. He was still panting, and reeling from the powerful orgasm. "Mon ami, Zhat was wonderful... I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did, because this won't be the last time I see you..." He chuckled evily as he redressed himself, leaving the naked and bloody man to bleed out on the floor of the dungeon cell. The door banged with resounding finality as Spy left Sniper in the dark. END as always, seeking CC. Proofreading would be nice as well.
I'm sure a million other people are going to say this, but every word where the letters "red" should be (ie. covereRED, REDeem), "BLU" appears instead. I assume it was just a matter of you deciding to change the Spy's team from one to the other with automatic text replacing, but it looks a bit silly in the places where it shouldn't be. *cough*
Not to sound ungrateful (I love Spy/Sniper, so I'm always happy when people share their fics), but you really should do the editing and proofreading BEFORE posting the story. There are a lot of mistakes (besides the "BLU" mess, some lines sound very awkward, some words are missing, other words are only partly capitalized, and sometimes you use "he" to refer to Sniper when the previous line would imply that you are still talking about Spy), and they really break the flow of the story. If you are too exhausted to do the editing and proofreading, or you have nobody to do it for you, it's better if you go to sleep instead of going ahead and posting the fic. Better to post the polished story a couple of days later than posting it immediately when it's still rough.
wow this is a mess... Thanks for the criticism. errors aside, any comment on the actual writing and story?
I adored this, especially the knife fight, you wrote it out well and I could see the action. Much like the scene from Meet the Spy.
Right, everyone has already gone over the mess that is grammar. I'm simply stoked that you went with the picture as inspiration, but, there was too much deep gouging. At the rate he would have been bleeding with that many deep wounds, there is a pretty good thought that he would have been dead or unconscious less than halfway through the rape. Then there is the rape itself. I know that he was repetitively hitting the prostate, and while I have none of my own, the roughness of the penetration, the lack of lube and the continuing pain during the rest of the encounter sounds like it should have over-scored the pleasure he was receiving. However, I want to reiterate, I enjoy the story so very much. Not near enough Snipers who put up a fight the whole way through, imho. I can't wait to see what other stories you will crank out!