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✎ I write:

- Reader x TF2 Characters- Romantic/Crush/Platonic

- TF2 x TF2 Characters- Platonic/Crush/Romantic

- TF2 Characters headcanons + interactions [like Spydad etc.]

Side note: If you send me requests please write if you want them to be Romantic/Crush or Platonic . Thank you ♡

✎ I DON'T write:

NSFW, s€x with any characters, topics that are uncomfortable for me.

by adornedwithlight

●■ TF2 mercs x reader headcanons: [Stories are lower]

> BLU and RED Medic headcanons [When they catch feelings for someone]

> TF2 Engineer x Reader headcanons [crush,romantic]

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

> TF2 Mercs reacting to S/O going missing - Scout, Solider, Sniper, Spy, Engineer [platonic, romantic]

> TF2 Mercs - Apologising s/o after an argument- [platonic, romantic]

> TF2 Scout reunion with reader who was a friend in his past Headcanons [platonic, Male Trans! FTM Reader 🏳️‍⚧️]

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

🟪 TF2 related stories:

> Seat saved for you: TF Mercs and GenderNeutral!Reader - [platonic,family dynamic]

> Mission, father Spydad action story [Spy and Scout, platonic]

> 𝖶𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾 TF2 Sniper Fic [warning: angst, mentions of death, blood,respawn effect ]

> Red duo - Heavy [x]and Medic [Come on. You know what]

📖 TF2 x Reader stories:

> Bush with flowers - Sniper x reader [crushing on Sniper]

✩Sniper:

> Rookie and a professional - Sniper x Masculine reader [crush, romantic]

> Hunting for sunset - Sniper x Masculine Reader [romantic]

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

> Warning shots - Sniper x GN!Reader [crush]

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

✩Medic:

> Unusual Medical care - Medic x reader [platonic]

> Heart in the pocket - Medic x Masculine Reader [crush]

> Bloody dance - Medic x reader [romantic]

> Birds, Bears and blood - Heavy x Medic [romantic, platonic[?]]

> Not so fast surgery - Medic and Scout [platonic]

> Little Taube - Medic and Niece reader [platonic, family dynamic]

> Not so deferent - HCTrans!Medic x Trans Reader 🏳️‍⚧️ [romantic]

✩Spy:

> Ma petite fleur - Spy x Reader [crush, romantic]

> Ma petite fleur: Garden - Spy x Reader [romantic]

> Mind and body- BLU Spy mini-story

✩Engineer:

> Workin' with love - Engineer x reader [crush, sligthly romantic]

> Engineer x Reader Headcanons [crush/romantic]

✩Pyro:

> Fire and smoke - Pyro x reader [romantic]

✩Heavy:

> Ropes and Dingos - Heavy mini-story

> Birds, Bears and blood Heavy x Medic [come on. You know what.]

✩Scout:

> Hard to ask - Scout x reader [crush]

> Mission, father - Scout and Spy [Spydad action story]

> Not so fast surgery - Medic and Scout [platonic]

✩Demoman:

> Aye got my eye on you - Demoman x reader [crush, slightly romantic]

Hello there, this totally isn't the mod of heavyweponguy. But if it's not too much trouble, could you do a heavymedic?

Also, I love your writing

[Thank you for this request stranger that can be @heavyweponguy Hope you enjoy this story!💀✨️]]

Red duo

◇ TF2 Heavy [x]and Medic [Come on. You know what]

◇ some blood and slight gore description

◇ includs Archimedes❗️

"And zhis is how I lost my medical licence!" Medic laughed after ending his repetitive story he was always proud to say.

Heavy laughed as always. Even if he heard Medic's story of how he stole a patients skeleton. He heard it many times, and yet every time, it was entertaining and fun to listen to. Today, Heavy was helping Medic in his workshop, bringing boxes with new animal organs, like zebras lungs or horses hearts. Finally, he picked up a long package, ready to put it into the freezer, but Medic stopped him.

"Ah! Not zhis one. Can you put it on my operation table?"

Without a word, Heavy put a light, wierd, shaped bag on the table, noticing excitement on the doctor's face. When he was opening a package, he looked like a small boy opening his present from Santa on Christmas. But when Medoc revealed what was inside, Heavy's face was in a state of small shock. Inside the bad was the whole body, but it was missing a head.

"Doctor, what is this?" Heavy asked.

"Vell, do you remember zhat team ve vere fightin' with? Vhat was zheir name? Classic, I think. I don't remember really" Medic answered while looking back at his reflection in bonesaw.

"I see. And who body is this?"

"It's Greg's! I couldn't just leave it like zhat! I put my most valuable organs in him after all. It would be a shame to let them go to vaste. Besides, I vas lucky. His body vas parciatly burned to crips!"

Heavy didn't answer to that. Meanwhile, Medic stabbed his bonesaw in TFC Scout's chest, ready to find his missing parts.

"So why is Heavy here?" Heavy asked. On those words, Medic turned around to him as if he had just asked the obvious question.

"To entertain me, of course. I got used to operating on patients who are vel, awake, and vorking in complete silence is boring for me. I vanted to ask Engineer to assist me but he said he didn't have time so that's why I asked you. Here, hold this"

Medic gave Heavy his bonesaw.

"So....what exactly doctor wants to 'regain' back from him?"

"I thought you'll never ask!" Medic's face brightened visibly when he heard the question, as if he was waiting for it to be asked.

"Beside my three baboon uteruses, one kidney, twelve centimetres of cow's intestine. I also put small brain in his left leg. Unfortunately, it was burned, so I can't really bring it back to life again"

"And why is he missing his head? Was there no brain inside too? I wouldn't be surprised"

Medic giggled at Heavy's joke before continuing his work.

"Oh no. His brain simply melted like butter while Pyro was burning him. I tried to make something out of it, but unfortunately, nothing vorked. What a shame- Archimedes no! Give it back!" Medic scouted at his dove, who took peace of liver and flew on lamp, holding it in its beak. Heavy manage to get it back, reaching Archimedes and snatching organ back with his strength.

"Danke! Birds, am I right?" chukle escaped his lips before continuing the operation.

Some time passed, five hours to be precise. Medic was determined to get every last organ he saw in his victims chest, as Heavy was by his side, helping slightly from time to time. Finally, Medic sat down on chair exhausted. Seeing this, Heavy sat down next to him.

"Doctor needs to lay down in his bed"

Medic ignored these words, laying his head over Heavy's shoulder, smirking.

"Nein. I want to stay like zhis" he said, slowly closing his eyes.

"Doctor..."

But it was too late. Medic fell asleep (or probably just acted like he was) in seconds. He was in his comfortable position, laying his head over Heavy's shoulder, refusing to move even an inch. Heavy sighed before closing his eyes, too, knowing that waking his doctor was pointless, so he decided to rest too.

Both of them stayed like that for a while, but later, Heavy woke up again. He looked at the clock, realising how late it is, yet he couldn't just let himself and Medic sleep on chairs. So, Heavy stood up and picked up Medic, and walked to their shared room.

Finally, he arrived at the big room, laying Medic on bed, and Heavy himself layed down next to him. Why? Medic is known to sleepwalk, so Heavy to prevent this sleeps with him, holding him down. Last time he wasn't, Scout screamed because he was standing above his bed with the übersaw and wide crazy smile. Heavy glanced at the doctor's face before closing his eyes, this time falling asleep quickly. Both of them hold each other close, enjoying this comfortable time together...

[The end! Hope you like it! Tell me in comments what do you think!💀🌌]

Hi...

Scout x reader, if it's not to much of a problem?

-Tavern

[*cracks knuckles* I got ya. I am so sorry this took that long!!💀"']

Hard to ask

◇ TF2 Scout x reader [crush]

Your day started with a lot of work. You had to deliver some boxes to Medic, full of new organs of exotic animals. You walked through long corridor whenever suddenly you heard voices from behind the door.

"Are you sure? You did make sure to get this specific one, right?" It was Scout's voice.

"Yes, I did. I had to. Otherwise, you wouldn't leave me alone." Another voice replied. It belonged to...Spy?

You pressed you head to the door, trying to catch more of this conversation. It wasn't common for Spy and Scout to talk outside of work, so you were a bit curious about what those two are up to.

"Now my payment." said Spy.

"Okey okey, fine. And remember, don't tell anyone about this!" Scout replied.

"I promise I won't. It's not like this is the best keept secret in the base"

"Oh fuck you. Just leave" Scout said annoyed by Spy's attitude.

You quickly backed away from the door before they were opened by Spy. He stopped when he noticed you, standing still in the corridor, holding two cardboard boxesat. You thought he is going to be angry or start to ask questions, but to your surprise, he just smirked and walked away without saying anything. Scout walked out from his room, shouting at Spy's back.

"Yea, that's right! Leave and AH-" Scout screamed when he noticed you, standing behind him and jumped up in the air like a scared cat.

"Oh! What are you- i mean- what are you doing here?" he quickly changed his pose from scaredy-cat to confident in a second. Of course, he leaned against the wall to look cooler for you.

"Me? I uhhh- I was just simply passing by with some boxes I need to deliverto Medic" you said calmly.

"I seeeee" he answered as calmly as he could.

"I can't help but ask ... what Spy was doing in your room?"

You noticed that Scout on these words immediately started to sweat and move his hands chaotically left and right, to find comfortable position before crossing them on his chest.

"N-Nothin', just uhhhh we were talking about... work!"

"Work?" You asked with suspicious look.

"Uhhh yea yea! Totally! He brought me more contracts today, that's all"

"Isn't that Miss Pauling's job?" you asked.

"Uhhhhhhhh....- Oh look a distraction!"

He said quickly and pointed behind you. In impuls, you turned around, realising that he just bamboozled you, and when you turned around to face him you realized he was already gone. Confused, you just shrug your shoulders and moved on to deliver packages to Medic, so he could continue his twisted experiments wondering what kind od secret Scout is hiding.

You noticed that Scout has been acting strange lately, to the point you considered for a moment he might be a enemy Spyn, but other mercs assured you he isn't. You talked with everyone about it, but no one seemsesd have clear answer as to why he was acting like this. You felt left out, as if they knew something you didn't. What if he didn't like you anymore..., you took a deep breath before walking up to Scout, who was eating his breakfast.

"Scout. Can we talk? Alone?" You asked.

Scout spit out his drink before looking at you.

"I uhhh. S-Sure. But maybe later? How about... on the roof at sunset?" he proposed.

You aggred, walking away a bit sad. He was always ready to talk with you about everything right away. You tried not to think about it, so you went to your room to prepare for the evening.

When the sun was finally starting to set, you immediately went to the roof for a meeting with Scout. He was there first, dressed up in nice clothes, without his favorite hat and something behind his back.

"There you are! Good to see ya good lookin' " He said happily greeting you.

"Hello, Scout. It's good to see you" you said, gently smiling.

"You look- you look- uhhhhh- gorgeous! Yes! Absolutely gorgeous"

"Thank you. You look great too"

He smiled and chukled.

"Hey, uhhhh, there is something I needed to tell ya. You see...I-... you see- I really wanted to tell you that, but... I didn't know how"

Hearing this, you sighed and with sad look on your fave you spoke.

"I understand. And that's okay with me..."

"Uhhhh- really? That is- wow! That's great!"

"Yea... I understand if you don't want to be near me...." you said with small tear in your eye.

"Yes I- wait what!?" Scoit jumped, at these words.

"I saw that one coming. You were avoiding me for weeks. You were ignored me. If I was making you feel uncomfortable with my presence, that's fine-"

"Wow, wow, what?!" Scout shouted. "You never made me feel uncomfortable! I- what are you talking about?!"

You looked at Scout with some tears in your eyes. Seeing this, Scout sighed and walked up to you.

"H-Hey, don't cry. I-.... I'm sorry. I never wanted to make you feel ignored. It was.... stupid. " he cleaned tears from your cheeks before biting his lip. "Look, I'm not the best at this, and this is probably realllyyyy awkward for ya, but... I never ignored you because I don't like you. I didn't talk to you because I was a bit, but just a bit scared. Because you are so cool and hot and cool and you are you!"

You blushed and looked at a Scout, as he finally showed you a small black box.

"My point is... you are like, so cool, and I think I like you. Like like you like you. Like superrr like you. So, I wanted to ask if you would like to go on a date...with me?" he opened a small box, and the inside was a small beautiful brooch.

"I made sure it has your favourite colours on it. Do you...like it?"

"I do. Yes! Thank you"

Scout made small victory dance before pinning it to your chest. He smiled and walked up closer to you.

"So uh, would you like to go out on a date with me?"

"Yes, of course" you answered.

Scout smiled and hugged you with all his strength. After a while, he let you go and the two of you started talking about the date, where and when you should arrive, what you should wear (Scoit said you look great in anything anyway), and finally to say goodbye he gently kissed your cheek.

"See you later then, hot shot" he laughed when he saw your cheeks getting more red. "Aww, don't worry, maybe I'll kiss you more on our date" he said before walking away.

You stood there, looking up at the sky, flustered and happy that you two would spend time together, and that was all you could think about....

[Hope you enjoyed this shot story. I apologise for not writing this earlier. If you want more, crush/romantic/platonic story's with mercs ask for them in my askbox! Thank you for reading!💀💙]

Love your page so much, and if it's not to much of an ask. Could you do a demo x reader story?

-💣 Anon

[Thank you for enjoying my writing! And thank you for this request, I hope you gonna like it!💀💙]

Aye got my eye on you

◇ TF2 Demoman x reader [crush, slightly romantic]

"Misson ends in 30 seconds!"

The administrator's voice shouted when your team tried to capture the control point. Heavy, Spy, and Solider were sill respawning. You stood behind the wall, peeking, trying to come up with the best strategy, but it was really hard to even think. BLU team was prepared today, keeping the control point for most of the match. It was hard to make a push even with the übercharge.

You were still looking around until someone pulled you behind the wall by your hand.

"Look out!" After those quick words, you heard a shot from BLU Sniper's rifle, almost shooting you right in the head. You turned around to see who you should thank, and it was someone you didn't expect. It was Demoman.

"Aye ya doin' alright? You almost got shot right in the head! Be cheerful next time"

"Thank you Demo. I will' you answered.

"Listen, I have an idea, I've already talked with Spy about it, but to do this I need an extra set of hands. What to ya say?"

"Sure!" You noded, smiling, ready for the commands.

"Alright, when ya hear their Snipers scream, run to the point with me. I'll take care of that sentry, meanwhile you will watch my back. That BLU Scout is gettin' me every time! So! What do you say?"

"I say, let's do this!"

You and Demo smiled together, waiting for the signal. It almost felt like an eternity, when finally both of you heard a loud scream coming from BLU Sniper's throat. Ready, both of you run straight to the control point. Demo shots his three grenades successfully, taking down sentry and BLU Engineer. Both of you started to cap the control point as your team joined you, finally pushing BLU back. The last control point was yours.

"Mission ends in 10 seconds"

The administrator shouted. This is when you noticed BLU Scout rushing at Demo. You took out your weapons and attacked him. He shot you in the arm a couple of times, ready to finish you, but this is when he looked down. Right on the floor were 5 stickys. Demo laughed before detonating them and blowing Scout into pieces. You smiled as he helped you stand up.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yes. Thank you Demo!"

He chukled as he was still holding your hand, looking at you. You couldn't help but notice he was starting with a small spark in his eye.

"Demo? You can let go now" you said.

"R-Right! Sorry" he said before letting your hand go and turning his face away, embarrassed.

"...5....4...3...2...1! VICTORY"

Your team laughed and cheered. Demo took out his bottle and took a big sip, and then laughed as he was oblitirating the BLU team's Medic with critical hits. You couldn't help but laugh with him, happy how this match ended.

Back at the base, you all were still celebrating, happily talking about everything. Everyone wanted to tell their part of the story how well they did today. But everyone agreed that you and Demo saved the game.

"You two run there and blow you them like nothing! That was freaking awesome!" Scout shouted.

"Ekhm. I believe I participated in zhis, too." Spy spoke from the corner of the room.

"Yea you did, thank you, Spy," you said. "That Sniper was ready to shoot us down"

Spy fixed his tie at this complement. Meanwhile, Demoman put hand around your shoulders cheering.

"We did fantastic! Their faces were priceless, especially that BLU Scout's face. It felt so good to finally take revenge on him!" He laughed and patted your back. Everyone continued to talk as he was again looking and smiling at you.

They next day after the party, you sighed as you walked into an empty dirty kitchen. Today was your turn to clean up after the party, so you started picking up the bottles. You were picking them all up, but one of them fell out of your hands. You were ready to hear how bottle shatters on the floor, but you noticed that someone caught it.

"I've got you, lad!" It was Demoman.

"Demo? What are you doing here this early?" You asked.

"I just simply woke up pretty early today. I was bored, so I wanted to make breakfast for myself, but from what I see, looks like you need some help" you didn't even answer when suddenly he took all bootle from your hands.

"Where should I put them?"

"Into that box" you said.

While Demo was busy, you started to clean the dishes plate after plate. Soon, he joined you, cleaning them aswell.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Oh I just- I thought you need some help, is all"

You smiled at him. This is when you noticed he was starting at you again.

"You do that again" you smirked.

"I do what?" he asked.

"You're staring. Do I have something on my face?"

"Beside that beautiful smile?" He said before slaping himself in the forehead as he blushed.

"I mean....ya know." Demo continued as he was cleaning another plate. "You just have a nice face, and I think it suits ya"

"Suits me?"

"I mean! Uh. Ya knew what I mean" you started to laugh.

"Oh, come on! It's early in the mornin' don't blame me for sayin' stupid things"

But you continued to laugh, when suddenly he splashed some water at you. You splashed him back, and then both of you stared to splash each other and run around the kitchen, laughing as you both were wet from head to toe. Soon, he splashed some water at your hair.

"Got ya nowww!" As he was celebrating, he triped on the wet floor. You walked up to him quickly.

"Demo?! Are you alright?"

He looked up at you with a wide smile.

"I have never felt better. Especially with you around"

You helped him stand up, you hold his hand close, and so did he. You didn't let go. You two were looking at each other with small spark in your eyes.

"Let me get ya towel. You are more wet than monster from Loch Ness. " he went to the bathroom and soon came back with two towels. Both of you stared to clean when he walked up to you, putting his hand over your cheek.

"Ya know, you aye the most fun and amazing person I know. Besides, Solider, of course" you both chukled as you hold each others hands.

Later, you both finally finished cleaning the kitchen, so you sat down on the couch with Demo next to you. He sighed and warped his arm around you. This is when you put your head over his shoulder, smiling from ear to ear.

"Mind if we stay like this for a while?" he asked.

"Sure. I don't mind at all"

He smiled and lay his head over yours, and as you both cuddle, soon you fall asleep together in a quiet, comforting hug...

[Hope ya enjoyed this! Thank you so much for the support, and I hope you will enjoy my previous stories and ones I have in mind for the future! 💀🌌]

Hello again,

I feel bad for asking for multiple things, but... could you do like a heavy story?

Take care,

-Tavern/Stary

[Don't be! I love taking requests! Besides not many people text to me anyway so don't feel bad! Thank you for texting to me!💀🌌]

Ropes and Dingos

◇ TF2 Heavy (non canon)story

◇ warning: some blood and violence

"Hello"

The day started pretty chaotic. Scout was hiding from Medic, Spy found Demo asleep in his wardrobe, Soldier was mad at Merasmus for not celebrating 4th of July with him, and Medic was looking for Scout to sew him extra limbs. Heavy meanwhile was alone in the kitchen, making himself a nice coffee to start the day. He sat down on the chair, ready to take a sip when suddenly the phone in the living room started ringing. Since no one was around, he put the cup of coffee on the table and picked up the phone.

"Oh good! It's you, Heavy. Pauling here. We have a job for you. It's from the Administrator herself"

"What does the old woman want now." he asked.

"Well, she- huh? You want to- sure. Of course. Heavy Administrator wants to talk to you"

For a moment, things went quiet, and then finally he heard a deep breath and a sharp voice answered him.

"I have a proposition for you. And believe me, it is worth your time"

She stopped and lit another cigarette.

"Do you remember the last time we spoke? It was when you fought against your fire loving friend. I remember giving them new weapons and leaving you with nothing. But today, it might change. I can deliver new weapons to you by the end of the week. Does that sound good for you?"

"Heavy wants to know the prize for it. I know that offers like this don't come without doing something in return"

"Going straight to the point, I see? Verry well, the administrator placed her hand on the folder that was lying down on her table.

"Last week, I was looking through files Saxton Haled had sent us. Mostly useless garbage that is not even worth mentioning. But one of them caught my eye. It was about Charles Darlings' zoo. Or more like a piece of newspaper from that day. A famous Australian philosopher made a bet that he would enter a dingo cage with his hands and feet tied and escape alive. Of course, I failed because the ropes with which he tied his hands were made of australium. After this 'accident,' no one went inside that cage again. I'm starting to think you know what I want you to do"

"Yes. Heavy also wants to know why you are sending Heavy and not someone else."

"Huh. For a man that doesn't speak much, you do have a lot of questions"

She sighed.

"It's because my last messenger fell into the Tuforts river with nuclear toxins. The hallucinations were so strong that now she thinks she is a mermaid and lives in a well. And because I want to see if you succeed. Is this a sufficient answer for you?"

"Yes. " Heavy answered.

"Good. Miss Pauling will send you more details later and remember. Succed, and you'll be rewarded, fail, and you'll get nothing. That is all"

After those words, she hung up. Heavy sighed and went to his room, waiting for more information about his mission.

A couple of hours later, Heavy stepped into the zoo. He was wearing more civilian clothes and had a small bag, full of necessary equipment. He walked up to the map to find where the Dingo paddock was. Soon, he was walking down the path until he stopped, noticing tape straped around, with a big sign next to it saying : DINGO PADDOCK CLOSED.

Of course, that didn't stop him because he just passed under the tape and started walking along the path, finally reaching his destination. He looked around and noticed a small building with an open door. He quickly went inside and looked around. It was a small control room, with cameras placed around the paddock, and next to it was a huge door. Heavy opened them, walking inside and quickly he noticed that there were leaves surrounding him, but they weren't real, just made of plastic. He looked around, but there were no Dingos in sight. Maybe they took them? That would explain why their paddock was closed today to the public. He started to walk, soon noticing something behind small rocks. As he got closer, he recognized it was the ropes made out of australium he was tasked to get. He reached his hand out but stopped after hearing a growl on his left. He immediately stood up, ready to fight. He started to hear more barking and growls from left and right, when suddenly from the front, Dingo jumped at him, biting his hand. Heavy backed away and threw him away into a small pool. This is when the other one showed up, growling at Heavy. He quickly was ready for the attack from the front when Dingo he threw into the pool and jumped at him from behind. Soon, both of the Dingos were biting him wildly. Heavy didn't have a choice and started to punch both of them, throwing them away, soon backing up to the all. This is when he looked at both of them, skinny, dirty dogs. Both of the growled at Heavy, looking really hungry.

This is when Heavy reached into his bagpack. For a weapon? A knife? No. He took out his sandwich. Soon, both Dingo stopped and started to sniff, Heavy raised his eyebrow and threw his sandwich on the side. Surprisingly....it worked. Two Dingo run after the sandwich, when one of them barked. Soon from behind the rocks where the rope was, small puppy walked out. Little pup ran to his parents and started to eat. Heavy slowly walked to the rocks and took the ropes, then quickly he ran out of there, closing the doors behind him. He sighed, putting the roped into his bag. He was ready to leave when he heard multiple footsteps. Quickly, he hid himself in the storage room. At that same moment, three men walked in.

"You got the weapons?" one of them asked.

"Yea. Are you sure we have to do this?"

"Of course I'm Darling payed us to kill those two adults."

"Why?" the worker asked again.

"Because those are the last dingos in the world, you idiot. After we get the big ones, the small one will be transported to Darlings mansion. Probably to be put there as his new trophy or somethin' "

"Alright guys, less talkin' more workin' " the third worker spoke, loading his weapon, and all of them walked inside the paddock.

Heavy left the storage room, arguing in his mind. He started to think as everything started to make sense. That's why paddock was closed to the public today, so they could kill the adults without any problem. No wonder they looked so thin and hungry. They probably hadn't been fed for a few days to make them weaker and easier to kill. Heavy now stood, wondering what to do. He could just leave at that moment. He completed his mission, after all. What could possibly make him stay.

"Steady..." the worker said while he was aiming.

"Take a quick shoot, and we will get the bigger one.

"Alright." he aimed at the female dingo, smiling, ready to take a shoot ready to-

Then, someone grabbed his rifle and took it out of his hands.

"What the hell?!" But they didn't finish their sentence because Heavy punched them right in the face.

Others were allergic to this.

"Hey! Who the fuck is that?!"

"No matter! Get him!"

Soon, they both started shooting at Heavy, who quickly dodged the bullets and ran, hiding behind the trees. As two of them approached, one of them was picked up by him and thrown away.

"You bastard!" Other guy shouted. He loaded his rifle and shot Heavy in his leg.

Heavy riped and fell as he tried to stand back up, when he felt a cold metal gun being pressed against his head.

"I don't know who you are, or what are you doin' here but just so you know you are going to jail -" this is when they heard a scream. It was one of the workers that Heavy threw away. Then, everything went quiet.

Soon, they both started to hear growling in front of them. The worker quickly pointed his gun at moving leaves. Then something jumped up from them.

"Woof!" barked small puppy dino. It stood between Heavy and worked, barking.

"Ha. Is this all? Wow, oh well" he pointed his gun at puppy, when Heavy pulled it closed to his chest.

"You won't hurt them." on those words worked smirked.

"Really? And who's gonna stop me?"

"You might have a weapon, but even this isn't enough to stand a chance against the worst type of animal to fight against... furious parents."

This is when the worker heard growl really close to his left side.

"Clever girl..." he said before Dino jumped biting into his face, then the other one joined biting their neck.

Both parents were biting and soon leaving the man motionless on the floor, this is when both of them turned their attention on Heavy. They started to growl at him when a small puppy jumped from his hands and ran to his parents. Both of them happily washed their tails, staying close together.

Later, Heavy manages to get all three dingos out. Both parents ran into the forest, but the puppy stayed behind. They grabbed Heavy's by his finger, gently licking it before then ran to their parents. Heavy smiled as he waved at them and soon left himself, returning from his mission.

"Good job" said Miss Pauling, when she took ropes from Heavy.

"Heavy always completes his mission." he answered.

"That's good. Now, maybe you should see Medic. You are covered in blood and bite marks"

Heavy nodded as he was going to Medic's laboratory, happy that this all was woth saving that family as he himself cared about his, and it was more rewarding than any weapon he could get.

[Am I putting a Jurassic Park reference in there?Hell yea I do. Hope you enjoyed it! Thank you for requesting this one💀💙]

Last request, and pls dont feel obligated to do all of these i just like spamming ya: Medic listening to scout ramble while medic is performing surgery on him?

[It's alr! I love writing stories for you! I'm always interested in your ideas and requests so ask away!💀✨️]

Not so fast surgery

◇ TF2 Medic and Scout [platonic]

◇ mentions of gore and blood

Scout walked down the hall, heading straight for the Medic's lab. Today was the day that every mercenary passed their check ups. Sure enough, Scout sat down on the table when Medic entered.

"Ah! Zhere you are! You seem to be ready"

"Ya bet doc! I assure you, this will be quick"

"Yes yes, you said it last time"

"Hey! It wasn't my fault! I didn't know that i had metal pipe as my hip instead of a bone!"

"Ja ja. I'm sureeee you didn't. Just sit still for me please"

When Medic started examining him, Scout obviously didn't listen. He kicked his legs, moved left and right, turned around and was easily distracted by everything. Later, Scout lay flat on the table and talked as Medic gently pressed on his chest.

" ...-and this i when I told himm, 'nu-uh I won't do that' and he's like 'whaaaa' and I- ow!!"

Medic, noticing Scout's reaction, pressed the same spot again.

"Hey! Watch it doc! It hurts!"

"It does?" Medic asked. "Well this isn't suppose to hurt"

Medic put his medigun over Scout.

"You know the drill. It won't hurt that much"

"Ah come on doc- I'm fine, really!" Scout stood up. "See I'm fine-"

At that moment, the Medic pushed him in that place and placed him on the operating table again.

"OW! Owww!"

"Scout don't play games with me. Stay down, or I will knock you out."

"Fineeeeee. Do your worst Doc."

Medic took a bone saw and stabbed Scout in the chest, cutting him open. Scout screamed in pain, but quickly stopped and lay down while Medgun healed him. They stayed quiet for a while before Scout broke the silence.

"So. You wanna hear a funny story of how i died and all?" Scout asked.

"Yea sure. I'd like to know what did you saw on the other side" Medic replied.

"Yeaaa. That wasn't creepy at alllll. Anyway, so you remember when we were attacked by the robots? One of them got lucky shoot in my side and I was dying. Like ughhhh i felt weak and all. This is when naked Sniper and Spy walked in. Spy was speechless for a moment, he probably couldn't believe I took out so many robots by myself and I bet he was 100% jealous. Anyway, I remember he was saying something but eh, i forgot what it was. And then! This is when something unexpected happened. Tom Jones himself showed up and he confirmed he is MY FATHER! Can you believe that?!"

"No, not really" Medic replied.

"But it's true! And he said he's proud of me and all! Amazing, so cool. After this everything went dark and I woke up in bright cloudy heaven! Soo cool!"

"At least you're going up" Medic mumbled.

"What?"

"Uh, nothing. You were saying that it was cloudy?"

"Oh yea! Full of clouds! I meet the big guy up there and he said I was a gift to the women! Ha! I knew it! So anyway I think they were doing some popcorn because I heard a crunch or something, later I don't remember, but I heard him saying a date or something- I don't know. But anyway, this is when I woke up and Spy was sooo pissed while Sniper smiled. But the best part is what I'm about to tell you, because.... it's... heartbreaking to me"

Scout took a deep breath, and Medic rased his eyebrow.

"Oh reallyyy? Vell go on zhen"

"So after we came back an all, I went to Tuefort where there was a free trip to Tom Jones house! When I saw this I was like 'F#CK YEA I'M COMIN'!'. It took a while but I finally got there, and this is when I found out that Tom Jones...was....dead..."

"Oh. That must have been quite a- shock"

"A big one, because I realized that since he was dead...and while I was dying....and there was only Sniper and Spy ...that means..."

"You finally found out? Vell that's good! I found out after I took the blood sample and tested it, this is when I found out that your father is-"

"Tome Jones showed up to me not in person, but as a ghost!" Scout replied with big smile on his face"

"I- was?-"

"It makes sense now! Since Spy and Sniper were together that means when Tom was dead, he came to me to confront me before he disappeared!"

"Oh yes yes, your father disappears a LOT" Medic joked while Scout was still rambling about it.

Soon Medic caught something that was causing Scout so much pain, he took it out and it was-

"Coo"

"Archimedes?" Medic said while holding his dove, covered in blood.

"What the- I had a bird in my chest?! Again?!"

"It looks like it. Archimedes. What did I told you. You can't do that."

"Coo coo" Archimedes replied.

"Do not sure such faul language on me! That's it, you're going to stay in your cage till the end of the procedure"

Medic put Archimedes in cage which was made out of metal and was shaped like a real rib cage.

"Brids" he shruged his shoulders and help Socut with his wound.

"It will take some time to, you can continue making noise. I won't mind anyway. While you talk, it makes me believe that you are alive "

Scout happly shook his head.

"Alright, I don't want to tell ya another longggg boring sotry so let's make this more fun! Alright so patient said to Doctor: I get heartburn every time I eat birthday cake.

And Doctor replied: Next time, take off the candles."

Scout giggled at his joke. Medic smirked and continued to heal his patient.

"Or this or this! Why did the doctor laugh at the X-ray? Because it was humerus." Scout laughed even harder, meanwhile Medic chuckled on his joke.

"I also have a joke. You go to a doctor for a complete checkup. You haven't been feeling well and you want to find out if you are ill. After the checkup, the doctor comes out with the results of the examination.

'I’m afraid I have some bad news. You’re dying and you don’t have much time' the doctor says."

"Oh. Uhhh- How long have I got" Scout asks.

“10…” Medic started.

"10? 10 what? Months? Weeks? What?!" he asks desperately.

“10..…9..…...8.....…7…....6...."

Scout widen his eyes as he stood up.

Medic started to laugh as hard as it was possible after seeing Scout's frightened face.

"Woo hohoho! You should have seen your face!"

"'Haha. Funny.... Whatever"

"Oh don't be like that. At least your chest is healed. Next time watch out for Archimedes, he is still stubborn to get inside your chest, again. No matter how."

"Uhhh, alright. Thanks doc!"

Scout walked out of the office, while Medic was cleaning his hands off of blood. It went surprisingly good, Medic had fun with Scout and he promised to himself that next time he'll tell him more doctor/patient jokes.

[Hope ya enjoyed it! Thank you for amazing ideas mein freund! Have a nice day/night!]

Okay, so me and my friend enjoy your writing, and on behalf of my friend I was suppose to ask if it was possible to do like a sniper x spy or heavy x medic. But we understand if you can't so you can just pick one of the mercs and do it x gender fluid reader.

Also, from both of us, don't overwork yourself to burn out.

[Yoo! Thank you so much for this request! I'm glad you and your friend like my writing and my art! And thank you I will take breaks! Again thank you for liking what I'm doing! It means a lot! Have a nice reading!💀💙]

Birds, Bears and blood

◇ TF2 Heavy x Medic

◇ unexpected additional merc appearance

◇ gore and blood. Like- a lot.

RING RING

The day started surprisingly calm. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and as usual, Pyro was trying to set their room on fire. Heavy and Medic were sitting together in the common room. Heavy was reading his book while the Medic calmly rested his head on his lap. Ah. What a peaceful day it is. And nothing will-

...nevermind. Medic stood up, Heavy put his book away, and picked up the phone.

"Hello?-"

"Heavy! Thank god! Finally someone picked up! I was calling Spy, Pyro, Sniper- heck even Scout!None of them answered the phone. Listen, I have important job for you"

"A job huh. Continue, Heavy is listening"

"Alright. Phew- so. Tonight there is a ball organized in tribute to the death of Tom Jones by his fans. One of those fans is Blutarch's new investors. All you need to know about them is that they want to use Tom Jones' death as an advantage to manipulate their fans and believe me when I say his fans are capable of taking over the word for him, that's why the Administrator wants them gone. So? What are you saying?"

"Hm. Heavy is not sure if he can do it alone..."

"Can I make a suggestion?" Medic moved closer to the phone, with his hand on the Heavy's shoulder.

"I might have overhead the conversation anddd I'll gladly volunteer to go with the Heavy. This will be a great opportunity for me to gain new limbs on the way back!”

"Well...if Heavy has nothing against it-"

"Doctor can go."

"Alright! I will send you details soon. See you soon guys"

Heavy looked at Medic as he put the phone away.

"Getting a new limbs? Doctor could make a better excuse just to go out with me"

Medic smirked.

"Oh come on Misha, It was a good professional excuse. Besides you know I need extra set of limbs after Socut drove van with my supplies into the river"

Heavy chukled as he shook his head.

"Fine fine. Prepare yourself Doc. From what I hear this mission will be hard and ridiculous"

Two hours later, Heavy and Medic arrived at the ball. Everyone were wearing Tom Jones clothes, and so were they.

"This makes our work difficult. Miss Pauling didn't give us much of a description of BLU's investors, only thing that we know is that they will wear blue hats"

"We will find zhem, don't you worry. We know they plan to convince everyone during their big speech. We still have some time for ourselves"

"We need to remember this is still a mission..."

"Alright alright. But later you owe me a dance"

After a while, everyone gathered around the large stage. Heavy and Medic remained to the side. Four people approach him and put on blue bowler hats. This is when Medic and Heavy were ready to get behindthe stange, but someone unexpected aproched them.

"Hey there fellas! Whatcha doin' here?"

"Scout? What are you doing here?" Medic asked.

"It's a Tom Jones memorial party, how I could I not go? But you still didn't answer my question"

"We are here to shoot those four little baby man but we need to-"

"I got it!" Scout took his pistol out and with two quick shoots, he manage to shoot one of the BLU investors.

" ...-quietly." Heavy sighed as people began to panic and scream, running away.

"GUARDS!" One of the investors shouted. Soon guards in blue uniforms started to surround them.

"Uhh. Sorry fellas"

"Keep your cheep apology to yourself"

"Wait. I recognise you three! You work for RED! Lock them up!"

One of the guards approached Medic, but Heavy pushed them away with one powerful blow. Another decided to shoot the Heavy in the head, but Medic took out a bone saw and in the last second he stabbed them in the chest. That's when the radio started playing the biggest and best masterpiece Tom Jones had ever created.

"Misha, remember? You owe me a dance."

Heavy smirked and cracked his knuckles.

"Let's dance then Doc."

Soon Heavy and Medic together started to beat the hell out of people. Blood was everywhere. When someone was trying to attack, they only meet their doom. What a dance! Limbs were thrown around everywhere, as both of them started at each other with wide smiles, holding hands, knowing they have each others back.

Scout was there too I guess.

The investors saw this and started to run away, but Heavy and Medic chased after them. They manage to get one of them, killing him quickly, leaving only two. They ran after them to the roof, Medic was faster than Heavy, so he quickly caught up with them. He started fighting with one of them, but he shooting him in the shoulder, the Medic reacted quickly, cutting off his arm. They both rolled to the edge, almost falling, but Medic kicked him in the chest, causing his target to fall off the roof. The last one was left. At that moment, a helicopter appeared and took the investors away.

"Haha! You won't get me now-"

This when he noticed that his transport isn't moving. He looked down to noticed Heavy holding on helicopter, preventing it from flying away. Medic quickly throw his bonesaw at pilot, cutting his head off. Heavy finally let helicopter go, without a pilot, it started to fly high up, shaking left and right. Investor couldn't hold on long enough, so he jumped out with his parachute. Everything would be great untill helicopter started to fall down and t cut him into pieces with his propeller. Heavy covered Medic when it fall down next to them.

Soon both of them looked at each other, covered in blood.

"Well. This isn't the worst date we been on" Medic joked. Heavy giggled and picked Medic up.

"Are you alright? Your shoulder-"

"I'm fine. How about you?" Medic put his hand on Heavy's cheek.

Both of them smiled and soon kissed, with happiness knowing their partner is alright. Heavy gently hold Ludwigs hand, smiling. Medic put his head on Mishs's chest chuckling.

This is when Scout run up, and stared at them with eyes wide open.

"What the hell happened in here?!"

Medic and Heavy looked at him, rolling their eyes.

"Nothing. We finished the mission" Heavy replied.

"Now Scout, since you are here, help me collect the least damaged limbs and put them into my truck! Just remember you won't drive it this time!"

"Ughhh. Why do I always get the grossest part of work." Scout said while doing down the stairs.

They finally returned to base, Medic and Heavy were rewarded, while Scout had to explain everything to Miss Pauling. Both of the layed down on couch, resting close to each other.

"You know what? It wasn't that bad"

"Yes. But Misha promises the Doctor that next time we will spend the evening in a more peaceful way"

Medic smiled and layed his head back on Heavy's lap.

"I know we will, meain libieling"

They both lay down close to each other, glad they can finally rest in peace. Together...

[Anddd there you go! Hope you liked it! I'm not into shipping mercs too much but I hope you enjoyed this story!💀🌌]

Perhaps a sequel to the crush medic x masc reader thats more romantic (with art)?

Bloody dance

◇ TF2 Medic x reader

◇ waning: slight gore and mentions of blood

You were helping Medic and Engineer fix their weapons in a workshop. After rough (but successfully won) battle most of them were in a bad shape, so you volunteered to help them. Mostly you did it because you wanted to spend more time with your team's doctor. You liked to be around him, his presence and wide smile was enough to bright your day. He was working on the other side of the room, repairing his medigun while you were helping Engineer with his Frontier Justice. You stared at Medic's face, daydreaming, before you felt hand on your shoulder.

"Hey there partner. Can you hear me now? I asked if you could give me screwdriver"

"Oh! Right right, sorry Engi"

Engineer looked at you and back at Medic couple times, before comic back to continue his task.

"You seem distracted. Is everything alright?" He asked.

"Yea yea. I was just...staring at...something..."

Engineer smiled at you before patting your back.

"You know I think I can handle this by myself? if you want, you can go check if Doc needs any of your help"

You raised your eyebrow as Engi was smiling at you. Simply you rolled your eyes and smiled back. You approached Medic from his left side a bit nervous.

"Hey there doc. I came here to ask if you need help"

Medic turned around to face you and replied with a light chuckle.

"Of course you can mein liebling. Can you put your hand on the metal piece right here? Those parts are really hard to hold together. Your strength is something I could use right now"

Without any questions you did as he asked. You hold the metal piece of the medigun in one place, standing really close to him, meanwhile Medic leaned his head on your shoulder. Slowly he began to connect the parts together, you didn't move, because you didn't wanted to disturb him, or make it akward. He gently hummed to you ear, and moved your hand to metal parts he wanted you to hold. It took some time but he finally finished to connecting pieces together.

"Done. Zhank you for help my strong friend!"

"No problem doc!"

"Now that we're done for today, would you like to have a cup of tea in my office? Alone of course. I bet others are still drunk after "We Won F#ck You BLU Team" party Demo and Scout organized."

You noded excited, as Medic walk out of the room. You stared at the door for some minutes, before quickly turning around after hearing small chuckle behind you.

"Ah, you two finally found time to go on a date" said Engineer while connecting wires in his sentry gun.

"Come on Engi, this isn't a date. Right...?"

"Hm. Doc never asks anyone to drink his tea with him. One because he drinks special type of tea that only he likes and two, he prefares to do it alone, since it makes him feel relaxed, so him inviting someone for a tea is... well, unexpected. But what do I know" he shruged his shoulders and continued to work.

You couldn't stop thinking about it, was Medic actually liking your company enough to invite you to spend his free time with him.

After couple of minutes you arrived at his office. You changed your uniform for something more casual. You walked inside, looking for Medic, when you noticed him behind curtains.

"Doc? I'm here-"

Is that moment Medic walked out, with bloody hands, in which he was holding a fresh heart.

"Ah! Zhere you are! Came right on time! I apologise I still needed to organise my things"

He put heart into a jar, placing it right back on a shelf. You stared at his collection as he was cleaning his hands.

"There we go. Sit down bitte, I will give you your cup of tea in no time!"

You sat down. While Medic was preparing tea some of his birds started to gather around you. You gave some of them headpats before they fly away as Medic sat down next to you.

"Here you go!" He gave you small cup filled with hot tea. You took a sip, and surprisingly it was really good.

"And? What do you think?" Medic asked.

"It's really good!" You answered before taking another sip.

"Really? Ha! I knew you'll like it. Glad to see we have similar taste, not like the others. Scout spat it out right away"

You both enjoyed your tea, and pleased yourself with smalltalk, gossips about your teammates and laughed at each other's jokes.

Some time passed, this is when you heard one of the songs in radio. You started to move to the beat of the music.

"Can you dance?" Medic asked.

"Me? Oh a bit. I don't think I'm the best dancer"

"I'll be the judge of that" on these words Medic stood up and took your hand.

You followed him, and both of you stared to dance. You weren't the best a first.

Who I'm kidding, you were terrible. Medic warped his hand around your waist and pulled you closer to himself.

"Relax. This isn't a test but a dance, so enjoy it"

You started to slowly catch up with him, enjoying every step you made with him today. Both of you stared to dance like crazy, enjoying the beat and not caring about anything else than this. You picked him up by his weist and spin around with him, causing him to laugh even harder.

"Showing off your strength, aren't you?"

"Maybe" you answered.

You looked down at his face. The way he smiled with such pride and joy made your cheeks to change color. When song ended both of you were still holding each other. You couldn't let him go, so did he.

He closed his eyes and kissed you in lips. Your eyes widen.

It was...wow

Short but beautiful moment. Then you looked up at him, he winked back at you.

"See? You dance amazing"

"Yea. Thanks Doc"

"No problem. Now let's enjoy the rest of the night mein liebling~..."

Both of you kissed again, this time a bit longer. You hold him in your hands, gently petting your hair. All you wanted was to stay like this forever. You felt comfort of his hand as both of you sat down, this time closer to each other, as he was gently holding your hand.

[Thank you for reading!💀✨️]

Is it possible for a spy x reader, your fanfic righting is on another level and I love it.

-Anon ✨️

[Yooo! Thank you so much! I'm really glad you enjoy my writing! 💀💙]

Ma petite fleur

◇ TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

◇ there is part 2 to this

"You finally arrived"

It was cold dark night, moon was missing from the sky leaving only stars to shine. You walked down the street, holding briefcase in you hand. You're one of the Mann.co workers after all. You were hired as one of Saxton Hale's assistant (of course you are his left hand because Mr.Bidwell is his right hand). You sign contracts for him, organise teams weapons, you're making sure that mercenaries he hired were doing their job. Your talent started to show quickly, you're a tough person, especialy when it came to negotiations, you were coming up with great ideas and help Miss Pauling with the documents. You even met mercenaries in person, surprisingly they didn't kill you. It looks like they noticed how well you're doing your job since you got an invitation for special business party. You finally arrived at address given to you in the letter. You entered the building, but you didn't hear anyone. This place was suspiciously quiet...too quiet. This is when you heard doors locking behind you. You tried to opend them but nothing worked. Then small light in the room turned on. In the middle you noticed a table with two chairs, plates and candles, that were lighten by tall figure in business suit.

When you go closer you recognized that mask...that accent...

"Spy?" You asked.

"Yes. You met me before didn't you?"

"Yea I did. Why are you here? Is this a trap?"

"Yes. And no. I'm here to just simply invite you for a dinner"

This is when you noticed food laying on table, along with bottle of wine.

"Huh. What's the occasion?"

"The letter I send you was half true. It's a lie that it was suppose to be a patry, but it's ture that it's about business, so let's start shall we?" He gently pointed at your chair, you sat down, still a bit suspicious over him as he sat on the other side of the table, pouring wine into his glass.

"So. What exactly do you want?" you asked.

"Going straight to the point I see. Well, I wanted to ask you for a small favour" he spoke before taking a sip.

"I want new weapons designed specifically for me."

"New weapons? You know you can ask Miss Pauling for it-"

"I'm aware but I wanted to ask you. You....intrigued me" he paused

Then he looked at you and coughed.

"Let's talk about my proposition. I want new weapons with shipment to our base, and I want you to keep this in secret. I don't want others to know about it."

"But what's in it for me?" You asked. Spy stood up and walked over to you. He leaned down to your level and spoke, in low quiet voice.

"Whatever you desire petite fleur~"

On those words you felt wierd tingle in your spine. This is when he gently picked up your hand.

"I can give you whatever desire. If you have enemies I can get rid of them for you...If you want I can get you any jewellery you want, from shiny diamonds to dark and bloody ruby... Any secrets documents? They will be all yours by tomorrow" Spy smiled while leaning down closer to you lips. You blinked and giggled.

"Flirty much? I didn't expect you to go for a kiss so soon. It's our first date after all" You said. Spy stood up a bit shocked and flustered.

"It is not a date" he answered.

You smiled and rased your eyebrow.

"Flowers, candles, table for two. Don't tell me this isn't giving you this vibe" Spy sighed and layed his eyes on you.

"If you put it like that, than yes, it does sound like a date. And yet I still want to hear your answer, since I don't hear any demur from you, can I finally know what is it that you desire to get in return?"

"I want you to stay here with me a bit longer. For a mercenarie, you're quite nice to talk to"

Spy rased his eyebrow and chuckled before coming back to his seat.

"Clever. It seems rather...simple, if this is what you desire than I shall aggre on this deal"

"Great!" you shook his hand.

"I must say, you are much more clever than I thought" Spy commented.

"I'm full of secrets"

Spy smirked as both of you stared to talk.

Time went by but none of you were bothered by it. You and Spy had a lot of things to talk about, from gossiping about people you both work with to hats and weapons. It was...nice. Somehow you felt like you can trust him. You noticed he started to slowly flirt with you, and you couldn't help but blush at every word he was saying. Nobody said such nice things about you. This is when you looked at clock on the wall.

"Oh crap. It's really late, I need to go" you stood up and walked up to Spy.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you, and thank you for a nice dinner" you reached out for a handshake. Spy caught your hand but instead of shaking it he gently hold it, leaned in and kiss it.

"Bonne nuit ma fleur...(Good night my flower)"

"Good- night... Spy"

You couldn't help but blush as you looked down at his smug face. This is when you felt something in you hand. It was rolled peace of paper. You opened it and read what was written inside.

"Next week at Teufort's Garden, same day, same time."

"Sure. Thank you-" but when you looked up he was already gone. You smiled and walked out of the budling thinking about this gentle mysterious man, and what hat you should put on, on your second date...

Part 2 - Ma petite fleur: Garden

[There you go! Sorry if this took so long, I was a bit busy. I'm glad you like my writing! I hope you'll like my future work 💀]

Hi,

One, I love your art,

Two, you can pick one of these options. Your writing is also impeccable, so I was one if you can either do a pyro x nb reader or sniper x nb reader.

Three, make sure you take care of yourself and have a good day/evening/night whenever you receive this.

-Tavern/Stary

Ps nb stands for non binary if you are not aware

[Thank you! Hope you are feeling alright too!💀💙]

Fire and smoke

◇ TF2 Pyro x reader [romantic]

Explosions was heard in the distance, as you stood next to the sapped sentry and dispenser, that was healing you. Engineer was still respawning so all you could do is to wait for him. You had your back against the wall, looking left and right, paranoid knowing that somewhere BLU Spy was hiding, ready to finish the job. You noticed injured Demoman, he run up to dispenser, standing next to you.

"Ay there. Why aye Ya hidn'?"

"There is a Spy here Demo. We need to be on high alert"

"That coward won't hide forever! We'll find him we- look out!"

You turned you back, but you saw nothing more than blank wall. This is when someone kicked you in your back, and pinned you down with his boot. It was Demoman. Or was it? Soon smoke fall and he turned into BLU Spy.

"Fooled again." Said Spy proudly, fixing his tie.

You tried to stand but this is when you heard him taking his knife out.

"Adieu!"

On those words you were ready to feel cold knife in your back. But when you looked up you noticed that Spy, was in flames.

"Fire, fire, fire!" Spy shouted.

It was Pyro, he shoot Spy with his falre gun, and they started to chase him with their axe, finnaly chopping him on half. They walked up to you, helping you stand up.

"Pyro! It's good to see you" you said holding gently their hand.

Pyro happy giggled and pat your head. This is when Engineer run up to both of you.

"Is everything alright?-"

Pyro stand in front of you, holding his flamethrower, ready, to burn another enemy for you.

"Wow! Buddy it's me! Here, let me prove that" Engineer put his toolbox down and punched it with his wrench, this is when small box started to transform into level one sentry. Seeing this Pyro lowered down their weapon and sat next to you. You noticed how they took your hand, gently holding it.

"Hey I'm alright. You did it!"

Pyro turned their head at you. They started to use sign language, communicating with you.

"I didn't want to see you get hurt"

You smiled softly and spoke to them.

"And i didn't get hurt, thanks to you. I'm fine now. You can go to the front lines if you want-"

But on those words Pyro muffed and shook their head. They gave you big tight hug, refusing to let you go.

"Pyro come on. I'm fine, really" you assured them. They pat your head and muffled.

"Mm mhmm mhhmmhm muh"

Even if Pyro's mask was muffling their voice you could heard them say:

"I just care about you"

You smiled and warped your hands aroud their torso giggling.

"I care about you too"

This match was a taught one. Unfortunately today none of the team won. Everyone came back to base frustrated and disappointed.

"It I had my übercharge ready!!-" shouted Medic, throwing his coat on chair.

"Medic did his best, don't beat up yourself Doctor" Heavy spoke, trying to cheer his Doctor up.

Rest of the team sat around the table exhausted, and started to point out their mistakes, screaming about "what if" scenarios. But not you. You knew you did your best, and so did Pyro that walked into the room with you. You both started at each other.

"They all are angry again..." you said.

You heard small mumbles from behind Pyro's mask before he took your hand and you both went into their room. You sat with him on the ground, this is when they give you their crayons and started to draw on paper.

"Huh? What are you doing?" You asked. This is when Pyro showed you his drawing. It was Scout and next to his were stars and Pyro's handwritten texst "you did great!"

"Oh i get you! You want to cheer everyone up with drawings?" You asked. Pyro happly noded.

"Well then let's get started!"

Both of you took crayons and started to draw. After one hour, you and Pyro finished your drawings. You manage to get small gifts for everyone too. Soo both of you stared to walk up to the mercs and give them gifts.

Scout felt better right away, especial after seeing how Pyro drew his muscles bigger

"Looks just like me!" he said.

Heavy smiled and thanked both of you. Medic felt a bit better, and he pinned your drawing on his fridge. Spy room was locked so you gave it to him by slipping the drawing nder the door, maybe he liked it. Sniper just thanked, but you saw him smiling. Solider and Demoman were happy and they felt better right away. Last one was Engineer. After receiving such kind gift from you, he put it on his pin board.

"Thank you kindly partners"

You gave him thumbs up and Pyro giggled. Soon both of you walked away. This is when Pyro stopped you.

"Hm? What's wrong?" You asked. They gave you small letter. You opened it to see drawing of you and Pyro with lot of hearts and stars around. This one was more detailed, looks like they spend the most time on it.

"You are my star! You did great!" Pyro said in sign language.

You smiled and hugged them, laying you head on their chest, listen to their heartbeat. It was so sweet of them! Pyro hugged you back. Even after failed match beeing with them, was enough to make you feel better.

Stars shined bright on the sky. You were sitting outside and watched, how clouds moved with the wind. Pyro was sitting next to you, playing with their lighter. You started to shiver from cold, and you clinged closer to them.

"Sorry, I'm just a bit cold" you said.

Pyro looked at you for a second before standing up and picking wooden box. They took out their axe and smashed it into pieces. Confused you watched as they started to put wood on one pile in front of you, soon they set it quickly on fire. They sat next to it and waved their hand at you to get closer, as you walked up to them. Pyro catched your hand and pulled you on their lap, giving you big bear hug. You blushed as they gently hold you close, to keep you warmth.

"Mh mhmm mm"

"I love you too..." you said looking up at the stars.

Both of you gazed at the night sky, knowing this night was perfect because you two had each other and it was enough to make you feel safe and happy.

[Thank you for reading! 💀🌌]

My second request: platonic medic x reader, medic showing reader how he does various operations on the injured mercs. Perhaps it ends with medic giving the reader a strange gift, like a box of fingers or a jar of molars lol... i also would rlly appreciate art for this!!

Unusual Medical care

◇ TF2 Medic x reader [platonic]

◇ slight gore and depictions of blood

You quickly ate breakfast and put on your uniform. You run out of your room, sprinting down the corridor. You walked past Engineer as he was pushing small cart with junk and metal scrap loaded on it.

"Howdy there partner! Where ya hoppin' so happly like a bunny in sunny day?" He asked, noticing your good mood.

"Hello Engi! Today is the day Medic will finally teach me his medical methods! He never had time, so I'm glad he managed to find at least one day for me.”

"Well, I'm glad you're excited. Good luck out there!"

You said your goodbyes to Engineer, and continued to walk down the hall. Soon you were standing in front of two large doors with a sign above them: Medic's Laboratory. You nervously fixed your tie and opened the door. You walked in and immediately noticed a lot of birds sitting nearby. They looked at you with slight curiosity as one of them sat on table next to you. Medic wasn't around, so you decided to wait for him. You saw bone saws lying on his desk, lots of unfinished papers, a bowl of bird seeds and eyeballs, niddles, and picture of him and Heavy. You noticed a chair and decided to sit down on it, but as you sat down you heard a noise coming from behind the small door where the Medic came out carrying a fresh pair of lungs.

"Ah! Zere you are!" he smiled when he noticed you.

"Hello!" You answered politely.

"Can you give me zhat blue box please?" You quickly handed him the blue box, placing the lungs he was holding inside.

"Thank you mein freund. So! You're here to learn how to effectively heal your teammates! The path you have choosen is difficult and unpredictable, so don't expect me to go easy on you" you nodded on his words.

"I will do my best!"

"Great! So! Let's start then shall we? What do you want to learn?"

You thought for a second before giving him an answer.

"Everything I need to know really. From simple healing to changing a kidney!"

At these words, Medic clapped his hands happily and started teaching you the basics. You learned quite quickly and listened to his words. While learning, you also meet all of his birds and develop a strong bond with Archimedes. You two were talking about use of ostrich lungs before loud call for...

"MEDICCC!!!"

It was Demoman. He rushed into the room, Scout in his arms.

"Doc ya gotta help! Ay think he's dying"

"What? Nooooo I'm fineee Demo. You can put me downnnn"

Medic hold Scout's face before turning his head to Demo.

"This doesn't look like ordinary poisoning. What happpend?" Demo put Scout on operating table, and you helped him lay down in comfortable position.

"Well Ya see doc, Scout was braggin' about how he can withstand drinkin' his BONK and all, so aye challenged him to drink all of the variants he's got at once. I said he is stupid, but he didn't listen, this is when i told him it was just ay joke, but he was too stubborn. Ay was tellin' he was bloddy crazy and that he shouldn't do it"

"And?"

"And that idiot actually did it."

Medic sighed while you were trying to put Scout's head down, and that wasn't easy since he was in the mood to talk.

"Ohhh yeaaaaaa i diddd itttt. And i wonnnn! Haaaahhaa and you didn't belive ME!"

"Alright, thank you Demo, we will take care of this"

When Demoman walked out, you looked at Medic a bit shocked.

"Did you said 'we' ?"

"Yes. Still, learning is better with practice, ja? Put your gloves and mask on"

You prepared yourself, putting your gloves and mask on, reeady to learn.

"Ha! You two look hilarious!" Scout giggled while he was holding your hand

"You haaaveeee red handssss"

"Scout let go of their hand, they'll need it to examine you" When Scout finally let your hand go Medic gave you small niddle.

"Alright, now we have to sting him at least three times, to get rid of poison from his vains. So, on three, you poke him in the left arm and I do the same in the right. Ready? Eins... zwei... drei!"

Both of you stung Scout with niddles. Scout started to move and speak faster which each sentence.

"Heywhatisgoingon?"

"Alright, second sting. Eins, zwei...drei!"

You sting him again, but this time Scout started to shake and scream wildly.

"Quickly! One more time! Eins- or forget it! Now!"

You both stung him one last time. As you took out the niddle, Scout fell onto the table. You tried so hard not to laugh at Scout's funny face expression. Soon Medic poked him in the cheek.

"Is he...dead?" You asked.

"No (unfortunately). He just needs to wake up"

You both stared at Scout for some time.

...

...

...

"Or maybe he is dead"

On those words Scout suddenly woke up, taking a deep breath, before looking around.

"What?! Where I'm!?" Scout asked.

"Ah! Zere you are! Took you long enough"

"Oh! Right. Hey there" Scout winked at you and you winked back at him.

"It's so great you are here Scout! You know, my new student needs someone to train on and you are the perfect candidate!"

"What? Nu-uh, I won't fall for it like the last time doc! And no amount of threats will change my mind"

You exchanged glances with Medic, before you spoke to Scout.

"Um Scout, you don't really have a choice-" you started while trying to keep eye contact with him.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

You pointed to his stomach. There was a hole in there.

"Looks like when you combined all the BONK it kinda...mixed and burned through your organs"

Scout's squeezed the edge of the table as his eye twiched.

"But of course we won't make you stay here. No no, we understand if you don't want us to help you" Medic spoke in his sarcastic tone while holding evil grin on his face.

"MEDICCCCCCCC!!!!" Scout shouted on top of his lungs. Medic laughed at his reaction and tuned on his medigun that was hanging above the table.

"Now, get ready mein freund, we have a lot of work to do"

You both stared at your work. You began to remove the burnt organs and remains of BONK from his insides while the Medic put new organs inside. You were a little nervous because Scout was a bit critical of your work.

"Ya sure you're doin' it right? Hey watch it! I need that kidney you know!"

You started to feel more annoyed and unmotivated by him, causing you to make unintentional mistakes. Archimedes noticed this as he sat on your shoulder and stared, rubbing his head against your chin. Medic noticed it too, so he tried to comfort you.

"If you want I can knock him out and then we can start more accurate examination. I can teach you how to change his brain nerve sensation to make him run backwards!"

You giggled at this joke, Medic smiled at you and then at Scout.

"Wha- o-oh thank you but no. I'll just let you continue your work!”

After two hours Scout was fully healed and ready to go.

"Ay thanks doc. And thank you too"

You took off your mask and smiled at Scout.

"No problem just don't try anything like that again"

"I won't promiseeee!" On those words Scout sprinted out of the room. You took your gloves off.

"Ah another successful procedure. You made some mistakes, don't forget that, but maybe if we'll try again let's say, next week, then maybe we can correct them"

"Thank you Doc. I had a lot of fun today"

"Good to know. Ah! What a fool I'm! I didn't give you my gift!"

Medic went to his cabinet and took out a jar with a heart. He gave it to you with a big smile on his face. A little worried, you nodded, accepting the gift.

"Wow. Um, thank you. Who's heart is that?"

"It's a heart of the crocodile. It's special just like you! So keep it, you'll never know when you might need one!"

"Thank you!"

"Next time I'll give you human fingers! It's my doves favorite things to snack on. Speaking of... Have you seen Archimedes?"

You shook you head, but this is when you heard loud scream from Scout.

"MEDICCC!"

Well, looks like it's time for another operation.

[Hope ya liked it! ✨️]

Ok behold my first ask... a sequel to the sniper x masc rookie reader thats a bit more romantic if you dont mind. Also perhaps even art for it or just a drawing of sniper :>

Hunting for sunset

◇ TF2 Sniper x Masculine Reader [romantic]

Art by me♡°•

You worked for RED Team for over a year now, and you were doing a great job! Your skills were useful in battle agains robots, but today you fought agains BLU.

It was hard for you at first, seeing clones of people that you live with was confusing but you adapted quickly. You stood next to the Medic, protecting him from BLU Spy, who was eager to get revenge on him. You noticed BLU Heavy charging at you, you preprepared your weapon, ready to fight, until you noticed red dot on Heavy's fourhead and soon- BAM. BLU Heavy was shoot right in the head. You knew exactly who to thank for that.

"Thanks mate!" You shouted at Sniper. He waved at you, before changing his position. Today Sniper was going great! Enemy team couldn't even cross the bridge because they all have been shot down by him, but it was hard for your team to get in and grab their intelligence.

After couple of minutes you noticed Scout runing out with the intelligence on his back. You wanted to cheer for him when he shouted.

"They have übercharge!"

This is when from behind the corner BLU Solider run out and shoot Scout with two rockets. He looked at you and Medic smiling and laughing ready to strike. Both of you ran inside, waiting for über effect to end. You noticed BLU Medic fleeing but no Solider in sight, you thought he run into the sewers instead of runing after you, but BLU Solider had much deferent plans, he rocket jump into Sniper's nest. You heard him screaming in surprise, and without a thought you run as fast as you can to help him.

Meanwhile Sniper and Solider were fighting with their melee weapons. Looks like Solider was out of the ammunition for his rocket launcher but he was still eager to fight, trying to hit his opponent with a shovel. Sniper dodged his attacks as much as he could, but it was hard for him since Solider manage to break his leg. Soon Sniper fell on the ground as Solider pined him down with his boot.

"Not so brave when you are close to your enemy are you? Now hear this camper, you are not wanted on my beloved battlefield!!" On these words Solider swing his shovel above his head, Sniper closed his eyes, ready to respawn any second when he felt pressure coming off of him.

You grabed BLU Solider by his uniform and throwed him against the wall.

"Keep that shovel in the dirt private!" You shouted.

"You will regret that Maggot! AHHHHHH!!!!"

You and Solider started a fight. You were punching him with your fists, and pining him to the wall. Sniper watched it all laying down in the corner. Soon Solider manage to pin you to the floor.

"I joined this team just to kill maggots LIKE YOU!" He shouted. You started to choke when you heard familiar sound in front of you.

BEEP BEEP

"I wish you... a nice...FLIGHT!" You kicked Solider with you legs right into his chest pushing him through the doorfarme into another room.

"Ha! You need to try ha-" unfortunately he didn't finish his insult, because level two secntry in another room shoot him in seconds. You stood up, beaten up but feeling alright. You looked at Sniper and you run up to him.

"Are you alright?" You asked.

"I'm fine mate. Just bleedin' on the floor" he said while trying to stand up, but he hissed from the amount of pain he felt.

"Don't move. I will help you"

"How are you-"

This is when Sniper stoped talking as you gently picked him up. You were holding him close to your chest while walking to the respawn room.

"Am I even weigh anything to you?" He asked while holding his hand over his red cheek.

"Not really. It's like holding a cute puppy"

"Cute?" He asked.

"Uh. I mean um- you- well. You just reminde me of one! That's all!" You answered in panick as your face started to get warmer from the embarrassment. Soon you both get to the respawn room. Sliding garage doors opened, from where Demoman and Scout walked out. Both of them were staring at you two, then Demo looked at corpse of Solider in the other room.

"Ay, what did we miss?" demo asked. In the meantime Scout was giggling for some reason while looking at Sniper that was looking back at him angry and embarrassed.

"Oh ho ho! So you did it then?" Scout rased his eyebrow at you two. You didn't really know what he means. This is when Sniper answered.

"No Scout. I didn't." he said it almost hissing at him.

"Did what?" You asked

"Rookie I don't know if ya noticed but I'm bleadin' in the middle of the corridor so if ya could."

"Oh right right!" You ran inside and put him next to the supply cabinet. He took bandages out of it and started to heal his leg.

"Thanks mate"

"No problem! So, what is it you wanted to do?"

"I...uh." his face got red again as he was trying to say something but he couldn't.

"Hey if you don't want to say it you don't have to. It's okey" You gently smiled at him.

"Mate I-"

VICTORY

You heard administrator voice through megaphone and croud of people cheering. Looks like your team manage to secure the enemy intelligence.

"What is it you wanted to say again?"

"I... oh it's not important. Oi wanted to ask if ya want to shoot them from the distance with me but looks like we missed that chance."

"It's alright. We can try next time. Now, come on, I hear them dancing conga already"

After another great victory you all drove back to your main base. All of you sat in common room cheering and drinking.

"Ohhhh yea! We did it! Have you seen their faces when Medic used his über on me? Ha!" Scout bragged.

"Of course we did. We also zaw you gettin' blown up by BLU Demoman's stickys while you were laughing at their Scout's corpse" Spy commented while taking a sip of his drink.

Everyone laughed while Scout was trying to deny it, saying he just didn't saw them.

"Ay but have ya seen what newbie did? They manage to fist fight BLU Solider and thay won!"

"Zat is impressive" Medic complement you.

"HA! I knew he wasn't a true American! I wouldn't lost against you" Solider shouted.

"I think there is a hight chase of you losing partner. Ya have the same strength as him" said Engi while putting his hand over Solider's shoulder. On those words Solider punched the table with his fist.

"That is a lie! I bet I could win with you right now! I will prove you I'm no weak maggot!"

"Wow wow! Maybe don't fight like that. How about hand wrestling?" Engi proposed.

"Alright then! We shall wrestle on hands!" Excited, Solider put his hand on the table "Bring it on cupcake"

You happly stood up to the challenge, you rolled up your sleeves revealing you stong muscles, not noticing Sniper almost choking on his drink. The war has begun. You and Solider hold your hands in the middle at the same time, Scout commented, Demoman cheered, Pyro happly clapped their hands, Medic started taking notes, Heavy observed in silence, Engineer was the judge, Spy watched while smoking his cigarette and Sniper? He watched, quietly cheering for you.

This batter was hard but after some time Solider's hand started to go down and three,two, one AND YOU WON!

"HAHAHA! I WON 10 BUCKS!" Demo cheered while grabing 10 dolars from Spy.

"Good job mate!" Sniper shook your shoulder and you put your hand against his while celebrating.

Party continued, you were talking with Spy when you noticed that Sniper was nowhere around. You wanted to look for him when Pyro walked up to you.

"Oh hello Pyro! What can I do for you?" You asked. On these words Pyro gave you small letter.

"Hudda hudd mmmhm! Mhmmm mm! Hudda hu mmm!" You couldn't understand everything but the words you could make out was that it was from Sniper. You opened and read it. He was asking you to meet up at wheat field nearby. You excused Spy and thanked Pyro for the letter, wondering why he didn't ask you out in person.

After some time you noticed him. Tall man with his hat on, looking at the sunset. He turned his head and smiled when he noticed you.

"Glad to see ya actually came"

"You weren't sure if Pyro will deliver letter without setting in on fire?" You joked, while standing right next to him.

"A bit. But they were the only person oi could trust with this letter. They didn't ask too many questions"

You both look at the sun that was setting behind the horizon, before he took his hat off.

"Rookie, there is somethin, oi need to tell ya. And it's somethin' stupid and probably insane"

"Whatever you'll say it will be nothing compared to what Solider says on the daily basis" you giggled. This is when you noticed his cheeks are getting red as he nervously twists his hat.

"Listen. We know each other for some time now and I'm enjoyin' your company. Compered to the others ya make me feel... I can't even say how but ...ya just make me feel more than just happy"

He paused before speaking again.

"Listen rookie, what I'm tryin' to say is that...I like you. No. I love you. In the way that you think. Because I...love ya"

You looked at him for a moment, as you both stood in silence. He...loves you?

"See? Shit I knew it was insane. I swear I'll kill Scout for encurin' me to do this I-"

"I love you too." You answerd. He looked at you shocked.

"What?"

You walked up to him, smiling slightly.

"I...love you too" you took hat from his hands and put it back on his head "Was it the muscle or my charm?"

On those words Sniper's face got red as he pushed you, making you fall. You chukled while looking up at him, shining bright in the beems of setting sun. He fixed his hat and looked at you, laying on the ground.

"Let's say...both." Sniper answered while fixing his hat. You catched his hand and pulled him close to yourself and kissed his cheek. You looked at each other before both of you stared to laugh again. You stood up with him, looking into his eyes that were hiding behind orange glasses. Even without words, both of you could understand each other. He put hand over your cheek, as you smiled and rubbed his hand.

"So? What now?" You asked.

"Now, let's enjoy this moment..." he sat down patting space next to him. You sat next to him, leaning over his shoulder while you both looked at setting sun, you felt cold slow wind that was moving the wheat, making it look like a golden ocean and you couldn't help but smile as you hold his hand.

Meanwhile Scout and Pyro were cheering in the background, as Engineer was smiling and cheering for both of you, Medic was taking photos, Demoman (drunk) cried with joy, Solider saluted, Heavy smiled and nodded and Spy shruged his shoulders wishpering.

"Finally."

[Hope you enjoyed it! Can't wait to write your other requests! I'm having so much fun writing them! @zeldot ]

Ok, I'm about to take you up on that offer again: sniper x masculine, slightly stoic reader, once again a crushing on each other scenario.

Hes showing the reader the ropes with sniping, which he doesnt usually do but maybe this is some kind of thing where the reader is a new merc, who's generally trained in martial arts and knows how to use different weapons, but trying to figure out what combat style they like best.

The reader is pretty well aware about how the mercs are, so things like sniper's jarate jars aren't something the reader questions.

I hope you dont mind,this one's a lot more specific ^^

[Yoooo!!! Nah it's great! Get ready for story m8!]

Rookie and a professional

◇ TF2 Sniper x Masculine reader [crush,romantic]

You walked through long halway into small office, where Miss Pauling was sitting on a chair. You sat in front of her desk, as she was reading her paper's. It seem like she didn't notice you at all.

"Miss Paul-"

"Ah! Oh. It's just you. I was too focused on reading papers that- nevermind. So, it seems you walked around our base, you get to know your surroundings a bit, now we should talk about your role on the battlefield"

She opened small box with files, as she went through them you felt calm and confident because you knew you had what it takes to do this job, but you didn't know what role you'll take.

"There we go. Hm. Interesting. It seems you have a lot of experience with different weapons. From explosives to rockes and so on"

"Yes. Let's say I'm no stranger to guns" you answered.

"Great! So, I will assign you to your role based on what you want to do. So? Any preferences?"

"Well..." you started "I'm not exactly sure. I'm still trying to figure it out."

"Huh. Well that complicates things..."

Both of you stayed quiet for couple of seconds before Miss Pauling spoke again.

"Ah! I have an idea. Perhaps you can try out different styles of combat, and our mercs can help you with it. You will see prons and cons of different classes and then we can decide what role will you take! That sounds like a good idea, right?"

"I guess it's alright"

"Great!" she wrote something on peace of paper before handing it to you.

"This is a list of classes you will check out today. You will meet Heavy, Solider and Sniper. If they won't convince you, then we can try tomorrow with the rest"

You took note she gave you and shook your head.

"Alright. I will inform you about the results"

"Okey then. Be sure to- ah crap" that was the last words she said to you before she pick up the phone that was ringing constantly and she was too busy now to even say goodbye to you. You walked out and check the list you received from her. First was Heavy.

"So you're Heavy right?"

"Да (Yes)" answer you big man with heavy Russian accent.

"I'd like to know more about your class." You asked.

"Heavy can tell you about the most important things in Heavy's asset. Is his gun that Heavy shoots with." as he was spoke, he put his gun on the table, that almost broke under it's pressure.

"Okey that's a nice gun... but I'd like to know-"

"Tiny man does not want to know about Heavy's gun?" he asked.

"I just want to know what do you do on the battlefield"

"Heavy shots with his gun. Gun is effective. This is all you need to know" he answered.

"I know, but I-"

"Heavy.shots.his.gun. And that is all you need to know."

You were not convinced by Heavy but you continued to speak with him. He mostly wanted to talk about his gun and constantly avoided questions about his strategys he had on the field. You also made himnextra mad when you asked if you can touch his gun.

Next was Solider.

"You see this son!?" he asked you in his loud comanding voice.

"Yes. It's a American flag-"

"That's rrrrrrighttt!! And you will fight on this battlefield for it! And believe me when I say it won't be as easy as drop kicking a toddler!"

"Mhm. Yes, so speaking of battlefield, how do you get behind your enemies" on those words he jumped and for a second you saw his angry eyes from under his helmet.

"Behind? BEHIND?! I'M NO COWARD! I run straight into the battle! I crush my enemies and attack them right away!"

"But you give away your position. You should sometimes stay and wait before you-" yet you couldn't finish your sentence before Solider climb on the table and pointed his finger at you.

"ONLY COWARDS AND COMUNISTS HIDE IN THE SHADOWS BEFORE THEY STRIKE! WE SCREAM OUR GLORY OUT OF THOSE LUNGS AS LONG AS WE HAVE THE ABILITY TO BBBRRRREATH!! So better listen up maggot, because now I will teach you how to fight with nothing but a shovel and piece of raw chicken!"

"Right..." Solider was...not it. He knew how to use many types of weapons sure, but you left after he suggested that he'll show you how to fist-fight with your opponents while completely naked and covered in honey. After another rather disappointing journey you were left with the last option for today.

You walked to the high wooden tower. You felt the smell of cigarette and piss. When you reached the top you noticed a man with hat over his face. You walked up to him, thinking he must be asleep, and as you tried to reach his shoulder to woke him up, he caught your hand and looked at you from behind big orange glasses.

"What aye you doin' rookie?" he asked while shoving your hand away.

"I thought you were asleep that's all. I need training from you."

"Training? For what?"

"I want to find out what place should I take in the team and Miss Pauling wanted me to try out your- combat style"

"Try out? Snipin' isn't somethin' ya try out. You have to put everythin' in it, you need to focus and remember that each shoot matters. And no offense but you look like someone who is workin' in the offense than defence, so ask someone else" he stood up from his chair and looked at you.

"And oi don't give lessons. I'm no teacher" you wanted to talk away but you can't give up so easly.

"Okey. You aren't a teacher, but you are a professional right? I'm a professional myself, so I know how important taking order is, especially from your boss. I'm fine with you not teching me but I bet that Miss Pauling will remember it. Unless of course you want to tell her yourself that you couldn't stood up to the challenge" you looked at him as he sighed and picked up his rifle.

"First things you should know is how to hold your weapon" he started. You smirked, as you started to take notes.

"Put that down and come here."

"Why?"

"Ya won't learn anythin' by standin' still and writin' with a pen. Here." He gave you his weapon and put chair in front of the balcony. You sat down and hold it tight. He pointed at training ground where you noticed moving in left and right target practice dummy.

"You see this? I want you to shoot it."

Without question you did as he asked, you pulled the trigger, shot and- you missed.

"Shit...No matter. I'll try again." you mumbled to yourself while you relodead his weapon. You shot at least three times before you hit something, unfortunately it was just an empty tin.

"Blood hell, you're awful." he said while walking up to you.

"That's why I came to you. Maybe you can tell me what I'm doing wrong then?" you asked while aiming at dumny again.

You heard deep sigh and soon you left his hands over your shoulders and your back. He started fixing your posture, soon he lowered down to your ear and whisper:

"Realx...You're always shakin' your hand before you shoot." your cheeks blushed as you started to aim again. He slowly lowered your elbow down, and wishpered once again.

"You have tense strong mussels, but ya need to know when to use that strength to pull the trigger. Follow the target..." he slowly moved your hand as he stood right behind you.

"Now."

You pulled the trigger and you manage to shot your target right in the head.

"See? All you had to do is to relax"

You looked in his direction while reloading.

"Thanks... See? You aren't a bad teacher after all"

He pulled his hat down to cover his face on these words, he probably didn't expect such complement from you. Then he looked at the ground taking his glasses off.

"Somethings wrong?" You asked. Soon he handed you a jar with...yellow liquid inside it.

"What is-"

"Don't ask."

You had your suspicions of what that was based on it's smell, but you only shruged your shoulders.

You stared at empty land before he finally lowered himself down, you did the same.

"Say rookie, how good at are you at throwing?" he asked with small smirk on his face.

"Good enough"

"On three throw it on the left from the first red box. One....two....three."

You both stood up and throw jarate. You heard sound of shattering glass, and figure runing away, followed by a loud scream.

"aaaAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Spy, that ya fancy bloody wuss! Hahaha!"

You couldn't help but smirk, while looking at Snipers smile. This is when he looked back at you, a bit embarrassed.

"...What?"

"Nothing. I just tought that, maybe, maybe, if you give me couple of lessons like that...I might tell Miss Pauling, that I've finally decided what I want to do"

He put his glasses back on and pat your shoulder, whole standing besides you.

"Tomorrow, at the same time. Don't be late"

He looked at you for the last time before he walked away through the wooden door.

You couldn't help but smile, you felt so comfortable around him. It was a nice feeling, knowing that you two understand each other and will surely make good partners. At work of course!

Unless....

[@zeldot :Hope you enjoyed this part! I'm so glad you gave me another commission! ]

Bush with flowers

◇ Tf2 Sniper x reader [crushing on Sniper]

You made a salad for yourself today. It took you a while, but it was definitely worth it. There's no way you're going to eat what Solider cooked for lunch today. If you can call it dinner at all. Walking to your room, you thought about Sniper. He wasn't there today (probably to avoid Solider) and even if he wasn't the most talkative person, you still enjoyed his presence.

"Maybe i can bring him some. I bet he's hungry" you thought to yourself.

Later you went outside with a bowl in your hands, walking towards the Sniper's van. Today was a really hot sunny day and only a few small clouds were visible in the sky. You walked past Pyro, who was setting things on fire (Engi had asked him to do it outside) and waved at him. You heard a small, happy "Mhmm!" as they waved back at you. Soon you arrived at the Snipers' van. You knocked on the door but no one answered. You knocked again and this time you heard the sound of something falling to the floor and quickly getting up. After a few seconds the van door was opened by a tall Australian man.

"Hello Sni-" You wanted to greet him, but were interrupted by a large knife pointed straight at your face.

"Hmm...What are ya doin' in here." He asked with a suspicious look.

"HEY wow! I just came here to bring you some food. I thought you might be hungry"

His eyes went up and down several times, scanning you like a machine. It took him a while, but he quickly came to the conclusion that it was really you and put the knife down.

"It is you. I just had to be sure if it is real you. That bloody Spy won't fool me again like he did the last time."

"So you want it?" You asked, rasing the bowl up.

"I ain't hungry. I've already had dinner" He replied, tapping his finger over the door, ready to close them.

"No, you didn't. I haven't seen you in the kitchen all day, and you're not going to convince me that you were so hungry and desperate that you ate whatever Solider made, so in fact no, you didn't ate" He looked at you a little annoyed, but sighed, going back inside, leaving the door opened up for you.

"Come on in."

You smiled and walked into his van. You were never too interested to explore it's insides before, not after hearing from Scout that it smelled like piss and a rotten corpse. And he was half right, the smell wasn't that great, but it wasn't as bad as you expected. You looked around, noticing his weapons hanging on the walls, empty jars, small animal bones and teeth, a few books and a picture of him and his parents next to a scruffy bed.

"Sorry for all that mess, I wasn't expectin' company today." saying that he cleared the small coffee table next to his bed.

"It's fine, really. I think it's really lovely," You said and smiled at him, sitting down in your seat and placing the salad bowl on the table.

"Ya made it yourself?" he asked.

"Yes. It may not be the best, but I hope you enjoy it," as you said this, Sniper took a bite with slight hesitation. He narrowed his eyes as he chewed and looked at you from under his hat.

"Hm. It's good"

You looked at him confused.

"Really? I can like, try make it taste better with some sauce or-"

"No. I mean it. It's good as it is. Yesh, I'm kinda glad i waited and didn't try get something myself"

You blushed a bit. Hearing such kind words from him was something you really appreciated because you knew that unlike Medic he meant it. After your meal you two looked up at each other.

"Thank mate. It was really good." he gave you small but genuine smile.

"No problem. I'm glad you enjoyed it" you stood up and as you were on your way to walked out through the door, he spoke up.

"Hey uh. I... if you aren't busy, then maybe we can talk?"

"Talk?"

"Yes, I want to know how you made this salad taste so delicious. I'd like to know, you know.... Survival skills and all that."

"Sure! Then first you need to-"

"Wait. Not here"

You blushed as he put his two fingers in your lips.

"Follow me"

You went outside and stopped as he started to climb the ladder to get to the top of his van.

"Aye ya comin' or what?"

You froze for a moment, looking at his face, before shaking your head and climbing up behind him.

You soon sat down next to him, gazing at the sun slowly setting behind the mountains of sand and Pyro, setting wooden crates on fire in the distance. You took a deep breath of the cold wind that was slowly blowing against your face.

"It's really beautiful"

"Yes, and thanks again for the meal. You didn't have to, but you brought me something to eat anyway. Why?"

"I thought of you, after all you are my teammate. At the end of the day, we have to look out for each other."

"Mhm. I guess you're right" He took off his hat and lay down on the roof.

You felt really calm, and knowing that he wanted to spend time with you filled your heart with joy. When you looked at him, you noticed that he had something in his hair. You reached out to get rid of it when he suddenly grabbed your hand, holding it tightly.

"What aye you doing?" he asked.

"Sorry! You just have something in your hair and- um. Sorry."

"Eh...It's fine. You can do whatever you want. I don't care. Just don't pull my hair like grass. I want to rest," he let go of your hand, laying his head down again and closing his eyes.

You sat there, not knowing what to do, when you finally slowly reached out to touch his messy hair. He flinched slightly but remained on the ground. You smiled, playing with his short hair and looked at the stunning view of the dessert.

You had fun spending time with him and hoped he felt the same. The day really couldn't have ended any better.

[Hello there dear reader! If you enjoyed it remember that if you want to see more story's just ask me! I would like to see your ideas and requests! Idea and request taken from: @zeldot ]

Im writing a rlly messy one-shot and wrote this, thought it was cute as i love engie and Scout bonding and wanted to share it separately and get your thoughts on it...

Its a mess rn so it start abrupt and ends abrupt, sorry!!

The part where scout hugs his knees is supposed to be a flashback and in italics but tumblr is werid is glitches when I do it, so just pretend it's in italics

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No one really talked to him either. Only time he recalled was that moment with Medic and the team's debriefings for the match that day. He was mostly alone for the first year or two, leaving him in his room most days, struggling to distract himself with the painful silence and nobody to rant too.

He had started drawing again to help with his boredom. It had helped for a few weeks, before he ran out of things in his room to draw. He was too nervous to even go out into the living area during that period.

Then he had pulled out his small record player and vinyls, playing his favorite Tom Jones albums at a fairly low volume and humming the tunes, but the walls were thin, meaning he could only play it during the day.

His one escape was jogging outside the base early morning, doing circles. But even he could tell he was getting deathly bored, he needed noise, something to watch, something to do. So he finally got the courage to watch television with Engineer when he came back from his morning laps.

He would make sure to sit as far away from Engie as he could. The Texan would sit on the plaid green couch, coffee mug in hand, watching western films that he never really paid attention to.

After about a week of doing that, the Engineer had finally said something.

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Scout hugged his knees, chin resting on top of them. He didn't have motivation to draw or go for another lap, leaving him sitting here idly watching what the man had on the television. It was some cowboy film that frankly was boring as hell, but hardhat had laughed at the film's jokes and seemed heavily interested. So he stayed.

“You know. You can sit on the couch too, right?”

Scout jumped, turning to Engineer. Confusion taking over his features.

“What?”

Engineer nodded his head at the open cushion next to him. “You don't need to always sit in the recliner, kid,” He said. Tone neutral. “I don't mind.”

Scout blinked at him. He bit his lip, unsure if he even should consider it. His thought was cut off by Engineer patting the cushion next to him, offer clear.

Scout reluctantly got up and headed over the couch, Engineer scooted over as carefully sat down, clenching his dog tags tightly.

Engineer leaned forward and put his coffee mug on the small wooden coffee table, leaning back into the couch. Elbow resting on the back of the couch. “Do you know what this film is about?”

Scout shook his head, moving on from his dog tags to the wrap around his hand, picking at the part that held it together.

Engienner pointed to the TV, specifically at the guy on screen. “That's Frank Harris, a hotel clerk who dreams of making’ a fortune in cattle farming,”

Scout watched in awe as the Texan kept explaining the plot, pointing out every little detail. Every camera shot. Everything.

Scout chuckled to himself. “You've seen this movie a ton then, huh?”

Engineer scratched his stubble. “Nah, just watch movies a lot.” he said, seemingly truthfully. Watching the television intently.

The rest of that morning before the match, Engineer and him had talked about movies they've seen, ones Scout loved and ones Engineer had just remembered the plots of

The Sound Between Notes

Fandom: TF2

Characters: Medic, Engineer

CW: Needles, injection (I swear to god it's not bad but still there's a warning for it--)

Summary: Engie, sleep deprived and exhausted as can be, hears the gentle sound of a violin playing through the base. Curiosity gets the better of him and he investigates.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/N: The idea of this oneshot has been haunting me for months and I finally had the motivation to write it. Fingers crossed that I'll still have the motivation to write the next chapter of my fic soon. I really wanna get back to that... Oh, I also crossposted this onto Ao3 last night. If you'd like to read it there instead (or ya know swing by and read my other stuff), that'd be really nice of you. Anywho, enough rambling, here's the silly oneshot.

The Engineer would say he was pretty used to the madness of his teammates. I mean, he'd already been here a couple of months now, so surely he must have adjusted to it. Anywhere from Sniper and his collection of piss jars to Pyro just...being himself, it was obvious that none of them were exactly 'normal'.

But, what he didn't expect to hear was the sound of music echoing through the halls.

He had been tinkering around with his designs for the dispenser, trying to finalize it and get a good grip on building it, when he heard it. At first, he thought it was just his mind playing tricks. It was quite late and the effects of getting little-to-no sleep over the course of several days was getting to him. Who would've thunk that was not the smartest idea?

But, as time passed, it became clear that it wasn't just in his head. He could hear it. It was traveling through the vents. While it was just barely audible, he could still vividly hear the notes. Someone was playing music. Not just any old music either. It wasn't Demo playing a little tune on the piano or Scout playing his Tom Jones record.

Rather, Engie could make out the very distinct sound of it. The shrill, yet elegant melody it produced. There was no doubt in his mind: that was a violin.

Naturally, he was curious. What could compel somebody to get up at whatever time it is right now and play such...admittedly beautiful music. Even if Engie was more of a countryman, preferring his guitars, banjos, and fiddles, it'd be a lie to say he didn't appreciate the grandeur of other instruments. So, he caved in. He placed down his wrench and walked out of the door.

Now in the halls, he just wandered around. There was no way that this went unnoticed by the others. Perhaps they were asleep or were simply not bothered enough to investigate. Either way, it was somewhat eerie. The empty labyrinth of the base before him, with only the sounds of his footsteps and breathing to duet the violin. He followed the sound, guided towards it like a moth to a flame. He had to see who was making it now. As he did however, it became more and more appropriate just who exactly this mystery musician was.

The music was getting louder as he went further in. He turned the corner, peeping down another hallway. This time he was met with a pair of doors, with a dull neon red sign displaying the words 'INFIRMARY' positioned above. The frosted glass made it impossible to see through clearly, but he could see a dim light from the inside.

There was no doubt in Engie's mind that this is where the source of it was. He chuckled lightly, smiling to himself. Of course. It should've been his first thought to assume it was Medic.

Yet, he didn't want to go back to the shop. He came out all this way just to see what this was about. He couldn't just not go in. He carefully walked towards the door, hesitating for a moment. He listened to the notes, now being able to hear them much clearer. The somber, yet hauntingly peaceful melody that came forth from it. But, despite this, he knocked, interrupting the piece.

Instantly, the violin stopped. Engie felt his stomach drop a fair bit. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to intrude on the Medic of all people, even if they are partners.

Moments later, he heard rushed footsteps approach the door. It unlocked and opened up, revealing the man himself.

"Mein Gott, can't you people see that I'm–" Medic cut himself off upon seeing Engie. He wasn't wearing his work uniform, but rather his light brown waistcoat and white dress shirt. A bright red tie that was ever so slightly wrinkled was tied around his neck. His eyes, bright and blue as they may be, held a tiredness to them. The oddest thing about him however was how his hands were uncovered. His precious scarlet red gloves were removed, showing his delicate hands.

"Hey, doc." Engie tipped his hard hat. "What are you doing up so late?"

Medic glanced back into his room. "I'll assume that you came because you heard that, no?"

"Nah, just wanted to drop by in the middle of the night and watch you sleep. What else?"

He paused. "...that was a joke, ja?" he asked, genuine confusion in his voice.

"Yeah, just messing with you. I was working when I heard your...violin? It's a violin, correct? So many of these darn stringed instruments."

Medic smiled back. "I was playing my violin, that's correct. I couldn't exactly sleep and neither could the birds. So, I figured why not play a few songs to tire both of us out? They love the music and I get some peace of mind."

"They ain't the only ones who're fans of your violin either," Engie said. "Honestly, I thought I was in some orchestra with you playing. Even through the vents, it sounds just amazing." He looked up at his partner. "You don't mind if I stay and listen for a minute, do ya?"

Medic's eyes perked up. "No, not at all!" He grabbed Engineer by the hand, practically pulling him inside. The nice thing about Medic is that you can always tell when he's happy about something. It was cute and endearing, making him almost forget how he was staring at a deranged lunatic.

"Thanks, doc." Engie grabbed a chair and sat down. "I didn't know you played music."

"I haven't quite found an excuse to break out my violin yet," he answered, fidgeting with the tuning pegs. "Neither with my piano or accordion."

"Accordion?" He echoed. "How the hell you managed to learn that?"

"Tradition. My mother insisted I learn these instruments as soon as I could. I was a prodigy that outclassed several adults by the age of six."

"Gee, aren't you special?"

Medic gave a playful smirk in return. "I've been on and off since then. I prefer the classics as opposed to ragtime and blues, as many would prefer. I know you'll like those better as well. I simply don't care."

"Pff, no?" Engie snickered. "I've just never quite got a chance with classical music. Sounds...different. Should be obvious though, considerin' how it's...ya know."

"You don't have to explain yourself, mein Partner," he said. "It's already flattering to have you sit and enjoy my music, despite me being rusty."

"You call that rusty? That was great, doc! Of course I'd have to swing by after hearing that."

Medic's smile shifted into a smug grin. "Well then..." he muttered, clearly enjoying the admiration and praise.

"What song were you just playing then?" Engineer asked, trying to steer things back on the right track.

"Oh, this?" He brushed his bow across the strings, hastily playing a couple of notes. "Just some Paganini."

"...who?" he asked. "Never heard of him."

Medic scoffed. "I'm not surprised." He slowed down, readjusting himself. He rested the violin on his shoulder and arm, going back to playing a slow tune. "Niccolò Paganini was an Italian musician. He's written quite a number of works, most of which are impossible."

"How can a piece be 'impossible' though?"

"He had exceptionally large fingers that allowed him to–rather absurdly in my opinion–play three octaves over four strings in a single draw of the bow."

The Engineer's expression must have been confused as Medic quickly chuckled. "It means that he wrote music that only he could play." He rocked on his feet. "Quite an impressive artist as well. Though, he's known mostly for his deal with the devil."

Engie leaned back in the chair. "So, he made some deal with the devil? What for? Already had big hands, what more could a guy want?"

Medic's expression shifted. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, genuine confusion in his voice. He shook his head and continued before the Engineer could answer. "I wouldn't know the validity of the claim. I recall once asking a demon about it when I was sacrificing some poor sod. They just brushed it off. Quite rude, don't you think?"

"Weren't you talking to an actual demon?" Engie inquired. "Be surprisin' if they were actually...well, concerned about your question."

"Mh, good point. Still, if a man has a question, it should be answered. Nutzloser Dämon..." he cursed. "But, that is his tale. A man who played with such skill and talent that others believed him to have dealt with the devil."

"Can see why you like him then," he said.

"Hm? Oh, well, yes. I do suppose there's an aspect of that to him I can relate to. Although, I'm unsure if he was a mercenary." He laughed. "But, I still do find his pieces to be quite beautiful. This was one of his more energetic pieces: a revision of Liszt's 'La Campanella'."

Medic took a small inhale and drew his bow. In an instant, his fingers darted across the instrument. Engie looked in awe as he graciously played the instrument. In his left hand, the bow glided on the strings, quickly making sharp, yet dainty notes. In his right, it supported the violin, with his fingers pressing down on the right strings to form the correct chords.

It was beyond words, most because Engie's sleep-deprived brain couldn't quite fathom making any up to describe it. The melody was just about hypnotic, despite the intense speed. He could listen to it forever. Just a heavenly melody, a blessing upon his ears that've heard nothing but gunfire and screaming for weeks. He closed his eyes for what was only supposed to be a moment, but found the darkness comforting. He kicked his legs up on the table and folded his arms in. He let out a deep exhale before finally allowing sleep to take him away.

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At last, he was finished with the piece. Five or however many minutes of just nonstop playing a very challenging song. But, he survived.

He bowed. "Thank you, my hard hatted friend. Deine Anwesenheit war sehr notwendig."

To his surprise, no response. A disappointing considering how much effort he put into that. Did the Engineer just not find it that entertaining?

He looked at his partner, awaiting some sort of feedback. Anything from him clapping or even a simple remark. Yet, nothing. It wasn't until Medic looked a little closer that he saw what was happening. Engie's breathing was deeper and more relaxed. He was...snoring.

"Ah, you've fallen asleep," he said, walking over to inspect him. "Well, at least my music did something, even if it was to lull you to sleep."

He quietly watched him, contemplating things a bit. For one, even if he looked comfortable, a chair is certainly not a place to sleep. Maybe it was how he came to his 'concert' of sorts, but Medic didn't want to leave him asleep on a chair. How he was set up, with his legs kicked up on the table, didn't exactly look the most comfortable.

...fine. Maybe Medic could do something.

His first instinct was to sedate him. Then again, his immediate thought upon seeing anybody asleep is to sedate them so that they're–for lack of a better term–easier to work with. For one, he could pick up Engie and not have to worry about waking him up. It would also ensure that he'd have a nap longer than half an hour. If anything, shooting him with god-knows-what would be a favor.

He walked over to one of his trays, picking up a bottle. It was hard to see in the dark, but he was sure that it was one of his anmestics. Well, it could also be lethal poison, but let's not think about that. It probably is the correct vial. He took a possibly clean syringe and plunged it in, taking a healthy dose of the toxin.

"Now then..." he muttered turning back to the Engineer. "This will help you, mein Partner," he said, giving Engie a little pat on his hard hat before sticking the needle straight into his neck.

No reaction from the Engineer as he did so. Not even a slight change in breathing. Still breathing. That's a good sign. Means he's not dead. Being dead is bad, correct?

Medic hovered around the Engineer in silence, waiting a minute or two just to see if he was fine. After deeming that, yes, he didn't seem to be dying, he smiled. "Alright, now what?"

Truth be told, he didn't think this far. Usually when he sedates a person who's asleep, it's to then experiment and steal their organs. He couldn't quite do that with Engie, mostly because he was out of organs and...quite frankly didn't feel like rearranging his small intestine for the hell of it.

But, he couldn't just leave Engie on a chair. That's uncomfortable. Medic had slept in quite a number of them in his life. He was familiar with the back pain that would come in the morning.

Then, he realized something. The most obvious solution: carry him to a bed.

Medic smacked himself in the head. "Of course! Why had I not thought of that already?" he laughed to himself. He wedged his hands under the Engineer. One to support his back, the other to carry his legs.

"Eins, zwei, drei!" On three, he scooped him up. An easier feat than he thought, seeing as Engie was only around two hundred pounds. His body was warm and almost...comfortable to hold.

"Alright, now..." He was about to head to the door, ready to carry him across the entire base and back to the workshop before stopping himself. He had a bed right in this infirmary. A week ago, he cleared out an old storage room and remade it into a bedroom.

It was close and Medic knew it was cozy in there. A king-size bed with heavy blankets and a heavenly soft mattress. However, it was his bed. He didn't want to give it up, at least not without seriously considering it. Medic valued comfort. He liked his bed.

But...maybe just this once, Engie could sleep in it.

He swallowed his pride and walked towards the room. He bumped into the door, opening it up. He approached the bed and plopped the Engineer right down on it. He then pulled the blankets over him, tucking him in.

"I swear to god if you even so much as tell a single soul about this..." he whispered. "Just this one time, ja? And only because you fell asleep to my violin."

No response. Engie was peacefully snoring away without a care in the world. Medic couldn't help but feel a smile stretch across his face. He knelt to Engie's level and caressed his face. He then patted him lightly. "Gute Nacht, Herr Engineer."

He stood back up and walked to the door. Taking one last looked before closing the door. He was still somewhat confused, mostly by his own feelings and emotions. He was partners with this man, yes, but he never...cared about another human being this much.

It was definitely odd. But, that was a thought for another night. He's tired, and now he'll have to sleep on one of the operating tables. A small price to pay for Engie to get a decent sleep. Just this once though.

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oh mient Gott if anyone is looking for a fucking awesome fic.Pls read this. literally its so drama filled like a freakin awesome book u will wanna keep reading.

summary w/o spoilers: RED and BLU arrive at new base, prepare to fight, when suddenly they are told that respawn is turned off and they must fight.

13 chapters, 46,005 words (of awesomeness)

actual insane plot twists, fucking love the huge middle Action Drama Thing happens and Huge Drama occurs. MWAH. esp with engie x spy & soldier x demo on the side literal.ly Mwah