Whelp I tried to draw some requests last night and my tablets all wonky. I dont think I can fix it so I may be gone longer than I thought. One day I shall return.
Unexpected
This is a gift for the waifu xD @somesketchyshit hope you like it darlin, i don’t know what i’m doing never wrote Timhelm before now ahahah
My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here. And this story also posted on my ao3 here.
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“Come on, this isn’t even a challenge,” Tim said as they were taking potshots at kraggons. “I almost feel bad.”
Wilhelm grunted in agreement, blowing one to bits. Tim whistled at that and watched the bits of viscera go flying through the air. It was a good shot. Messy, but good.
He was having a really nice time, for all the shit he talked. He’d been beside himself when Wilhelm suggested they blow off some boredom with a little blood spilling. Or actually, what he’d said had been more along the lines of “I need to kill something”. He hadn’t given pause before going with the man.
Tim been hoping for some time alone with the burly mercenary for ages since they weren’t currently on assignment. His little crush might have been one-sided but he still reveled in the time he got Wilhelm to himself. No one needed to know how much he enjoyed it.
omg!!! i love!!
