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『 Requests - Opened 』

✎ 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,

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! 💀🌌]

Mind and body.

◇ warning: mentions of decapitation, blood and trauma.

◇ TF2 BLU Spy mini-story

BLU Spy sat in his room, slowly moving his arms up and down. It's been a while since he felt them. Yesterday, Medic sewed his head back to his body. Spy was terrified of Medic during the prossigure. Even if he was wearing BLU, he still looked like a man who cut his head off, held him captive, tortured, and experimented on him! Luckily, Engineer was with him, helping and telling him he's safe now. He would finally have his body back.

He thought that maybe this would make him feel better... but ...he only felt worse. Spy couldn't walk for a couple of hours. He could only move his face. Fortunately, he finally moved his legs, soon arms. After a couple of hours, he was finally able to move, but as he stood up, he immediately fell. Medic suggested he should get a wheelchair, but Spy refused. He didn't want his teammates to see him like this. Weak. Pathetic. Engi manages to convince him that he will help him take him to his room. Both of them walked down the hall as Spy made slow steps. It felt...wierd to feel his limbs moving at his command, to know that now he can go wherever he wants. He was finally free. Engi helped Spy lay down on his bed, then he walked out, leaving him alone. Spy closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Buzzing sound made him open his eyes. Suddenly he felt cold...he looked around, realising he couldn't move his limbs again. He called out for the engineer but stiped she he heard a voice. That voice... Soon, someone opened the door. This is when he realized he was back in the fridge, again as nothing more than talking head, and now he was looking at RED Medic himself. He reached his hands; covered in blood...his blood.

"Ah, you finally woke up! Were you dreaming? Now. Let's go... it's time for another experiment."

RED Medics laughed echoed around BLU Spy as he was trying to back away from his arm, that squized his neck. He tried to fight back, scream, say something, but he couldn't. He couldn't...

"NO! Stay AWAY!" Spy screamed. He was sweating, and breathing fast, panicking. It took him some time to realise he wasn't in the fridge. He wasn't in the laboratory. There was no RED Medic around. He was safe, safe in his room, in his bed. He put his shaking hand over his neck and moved his fingers over the scar. After that he couldn't sleep. He was constantly trying to stay awake, just to be sure this wasn't a dream. That if he'll wake up again, this time he will be back in that fridge for real, and this all...this all is just a bitter sweet dream...

The next day, he was finally able to walk on his own. Unfortunately, he was clumsy and bumped into various objects along the way, almost falling down the stairs. He also lost his reflex. It wasn't common for him to drop something on the floor or not catch anything thrown in his way. His teammates couldn't help but laugh when he wasn't able to finish simple tasks. Scout had the most fun, making a lot of "head" jokes. Of course, he never said them around Spy. He was a bastard but he knew where the limits were. He even helped Spy a couple of times when no one was looking, and when Spy was asking him why he was going that he always found himself an excuse.

"I'm just helpin' you because it's just pathetic to watch"

Or

"I'm bored alright?"

But others weren't so kind. BLU Demo throw things at Spy, who wasn't able to catch them as quickly as he used to. BLU Pyro didn't really understand why Spy is distant, so once she brought RED Medics dead head to him. Spy walked away from him as fast as possible, leaving Pyro confused. Solider tried to take him outside and make him do some activities, but Spy was still too weak, so he was getting tried fast, so he left unnoticed using his cloak. Sniper didn't really care if he came back or not, but he wasn't cruel to him and didn't make fun of him like Demo did.

Spy wasn't the same after that experience. His limbs felt heavy, almost annoying to use. He was getting more and more furious when he couldn't finish simple tasks like holding his knife. He tried to use it, spin it once or twice, but he cut himself each time he tried. Of course, he was healing his injuries by himself. He was still too afraid to even speak to his Medic...

He thought a lot about it. Each time he went to bed, he prayed he would wake up here and not there. Not in that fridge, not with that crazy man. He touched his neck and felt the stitches holding him together. He felt scars that even Medics' medigun couldn't heal. They stayed this way, and each time he looked in the mirror, he saw a constant reminder of the mistake that had led him to this...

[Some BLU Spy angst Idea based on post by @paranoidginger thank youfor the inspiration!💀🌌]

Sniper being sexy and yapping

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HUH WHO SAID THAT??

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

Team Fortress 2 role-play:

>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! Tell me what do you think in the comments! @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....

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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!💀💙]

Hello again,

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

Take care,

-Tavern/Stary

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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💀💙]

I think I will change name of this blog on my Ao3 nickname or make new one. Current name is too similar to my other blog and I want those two separated.