Hippolyta and Theseus are getting married. Pyramus and Thisbe are ready to throw hands.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It was once said about the BLU Spy, quite correctly, “This isn't blackmail, this is you wanting a captive audience for your theatrics!”
I have had a most rare vision. I had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was… The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. (Bottom, Act 4 Scene 1)
It's a midsummer night, and crikey, what drongos these mercenaries be.
An erotic romp detailing Sniper and Spy's special brand of romance.












