Hey,

Oh hey, I missed one.

Tell me, what cake do you like? If you don’t like cake then what pastry do you like? If you don’t like pastries then uh tell me your fav food pls pls

Hey there anon!

I do like cake! I love chocolate cake :]

But also cakes my mum makes, they are simple cakes with a lot of fruits like rasperys!

I also like good old homemade apple pie🍎

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

Team Fortress role-play:

>TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

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.

"You finally arrived"

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...

[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 💀]

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Mission, father

◇ Spydad action story [Spy and Scout]

artwork by me

Today was an unusual day. Why? Because Miss Pauling send Scout and Spy, together, on a mission. She was saying that:

"I need it to be done fast and quietly" said Pauling, while talking to Spy who was using only available phone in the area.

"Miss Pauling, are you sure I can't continue this mission alone?" Spy asked with hope that he can convince her to let him finish the job alone.

"I really wish you could do this alone too, but in this mission two people are needed, and your and Scout's skills are they most compatible for this-"

"Ayo Miss Pauling, you called?" Scout hearing his named through phone, immediately snatched it from Spy's hand.

"No Scout. I was just-... mentioning you..."

"Oh...right. So um, can ya remind me- i mean- US what exactly our mission is?"

Miss Pauling sighed, as she opened one of the many files on her desk.

"As I was saying back in the base Scout, you and Spy have to get inside this building, to take down taget that is causing problems for the Administrator and take golden statue of platypus. We have suspicious that it might be made out of australium, so remember, don't mess this up and come back alive. Pauling out..... heh I always wanted to say that"

"Wait Miss Pa- anddd she hang up. Alright, so let's get this over with" Scout was ready to run straight into the emery's building, but Spy grabed him by his t-shirt to stop him.

"Not so fast Scout. We can't just rush in there like that, we need a plan"

"Tsk. Whatever fancy pants. So, what is your plan?"

. . .

"Ugh, remind me to never listen to your stupid plans ever again" Scout complained while both of them were walking through the sewers, trying to get inside the building as unnoticed and fast as possible.

"Don't be so delicate now. We have sewers at base too."

"Yea we do! But our sewers are cleaner than those. Smell better too, bleh"

Scout hold hand over his nose while continuing to complain. Soon they reached small room, with stairs that leaded upstairs and corridor to the left.

"Alright, we are now in the death zone, take your meele weapon out and be ready, remember, we use guns only when necessary. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves- what are you doing?"

While Spy was giving speech Scout in the meantime started to walk not upstairs but down the corridor.

"Well, I'm going to get that australium statue, aren't I?"

"But you do not know were it is. And I don't think it's there Scout."

"Why? Because you think I can't find it cuz I'm stupid or something?"

"Do you want sarcastic or realistic answer?"

"Whatever fancy pants I'm going there, and I bet I will find that ple...ply...pla-tu-parus myself!" Scout run down the corridor, disappearing behidn the corner. Spy stared at it for some time, before using his watch to disappear. The mission has officially started.

. . .

Spy took his knife out, moving through corridor and mumbling to himself.

"He never listens, always too stubborn. He takes after his mother... I won't even be surprised if he's going to come back screaming and runing away from some kind of the danger he caused. As always."

Spy walked for some time before he noticed doors at the end of the corridor, with yellow light coming from under it. He slowly walked up to them but when he reached for a handle, doors suddenly opened. He jumped and quickly hid himself behind rock statue of a woman dancing with platypus-headed man.

"I WANT THIS TO BE GONE" bald tall man shouted at the phone.

"What? I do not CARE! That old hag broke contract with me, she found out I know about use of the australium. Yes. She wants me killed. But i won't let her send people after me. No. I won't die like this, I won't give her this satisfaction. I want you to activate protocol B-ye. Yes I know this place will bow up THAT'S THE POINT! Who is the boss here. Yea...so shut up and START IT NOW !" man angry craked his phone with his hand, and walked away.

Spy came out of his hideout and walked through, now opened doors, into the security room, full of tv screens. He noticed count down on one of them: 'Protocol B-ye will activate in 25 minutes'.

When Spy turned his head he noticed Scout, fighting with the guards. He quickly run out of the room to find him. They needed to run.

. . .

"BONK b!tch!" Socut hit last of the guards with his bat. He laughed and continued to check the rooms.

"I don't even know why Miss Pauling wanted two people to go together. It's so easy, like fighting with easter bunny"

Scout noticed giant metal doors, next to it was panel with numbers.

"Huh. I wonder" Scout preseed four of the buttons.

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Ah! Alright. Sooo 1234?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Hm how about 6969?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Uhhh 95...7...3?"

"Invalid password. Please-"

"UGH! STUPID SECURITY SYSTEM! WHY ARE YOU SO HARD TO BREAK?! I bet Solider would be stupid enough and say "we in America just press 1111" "

"Beep! Password accepted."

Giant metal started to open, leaving Scout with jaw dropped as he slapped his face.

"Of course. At least hard part is over"

This is when he noticed that in the middle of the room was golden statue, sitting next to it were 4 real platapuses, on top of that they were surrounded by red lasers that touched probably would trigger alarm, spikes on the walls, and small squiky toy on the ground. Scout rolled his eyes as started to crawl under the lasers, soon he had to stand up and get closer to the wall, almost impailng himself by spikes, then he triped but luckily for him there was no more lasers. He walked up to the statue, gently picking it up.

"Heh. Easy" This is when he accidently put his foot on the squiky toy. He turned his head ready to be attacked by the 4 animals that were still sleeping.

"Phew."

But this is when alarm turned on.

"Oh come on! Really?!"

'ATTENTION! PROTOCOL B-YE IS ACTIVE. YOU HAVE 15 MINUTES TO EVACUATE'

"Protocol B-ye?"

Suddenly Spy stoped in front of the doors looking at Scout.

"Scout get in here! We have to go, now!"

"Hey! But for the record i didn't start this alarm-!"

"Just get in here!"

Scout started to slowly crawl under the lasers. Spy panicked and shouted at him.

"STAND UP AND RUN YOU IDIOT! THOSE ARE JUST LASER POINTSERS!"

Scout tood up, noticing that lasers- do nothing to him. He looked at one of them, seeing those are in fact small laserpointers just taped to the walls.

"Ah crap."

"JUST GO!"

Both of them started to run as alarms rang wildly. Scout was faster than Spy so he was a bit left behind. This is when another communicate was made.

'ATTENTION! 6 MINUTES BEFORE THE EXPLOSION. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY'

Time was runing out. Soon Scout finally got to the exit but this is when he felt pain his left leg after hearing a gunshoot.

"AHhhhh!" Scout triped, dopping the statue, that rolled down the stairs, near the exit. As he turned he noticed tall bald man standing with his weapon pointed at him.

"I was right." The man spoke "The old hag hired you to get me ...didn't she? Pathetic. I thought she send here an actual threat." Man picked Scout by his neck.

"Ugh- let...me go!" Scout shouted.

"No. Why should I. If i have to go down anyway, i may as well take down one of her mercenaries with me." Man laughed, as he started to squeeze his neck even harder.

This is when Spy runned out of the room. He saw stature near him, close to the exit, but upstairs on his left he noticed big bald man holding Scout by his neck, walking further into the building. Spy was someone who's all missions were successfull. He never failed, he would sacrifice anything to achieve victory. Anything......but, anyone?

Scout punched the man into the face, blood run out of his nose, but he didn't let him go.

"Ha. Look at you. It's actually really funny to see you like that."

Scout couldn't even talked back, as he started to feel dizzy from lack of the air in his lungs.

"Ha! You are so peth- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

This is when man screamed and let Scout go, while collapsing on the ground. Scout looked at dead body of the bald man noticing butterfly knife in his back. This is when he felt that someone picked him up. It was Spy who started to run with him, jumping out though the window.

'PROTOCOL B-YE ACTIVED'

This is when explosion happend. It wasn't enormous one but, it was big enough to destroy the center of the budling. Spy looked back to see it seeting on fire. He looked down noticing Socut on the grass, not moving at all...

"Scout?... Socut!!" Spy run up to him, checking his pulse. He was alive but unconscious.

"You idiot! You almost got yourself killed!" Spy shouted. Scout's eye were still closed. This is when he realised he was screaming at unconscious Scout...but why?

Spy couldn't help but noticed his own hands started to shake as tear showed up in his eye.

"You almost died you idiot..." this is when something triggered Spy, he didn't knew if it was shock from the explosion or "parental" instinct but he hugged Scout. He hold him close, holding him after years for the first time. His mind went back in time. This is when he saw himself holding Scout as small child...he remembered how he was holding his small hand...and now?

He hugged him, not knowing why, he just wanted him to be okey, to wake up, to be alright...he wanted his son to wake up. This is when Scout slowly opened his eyes, he felt that someone was holding him. When his vision cleared he noticed businessman suit.

"Uhhh. Spy? What are you doing?"

On these words Spy backed up quickly.

"I- I was just chekcing your pulse.."

"Were you hugging me? Wait- Are you crying?"

"It's because of the smoke." Spy quickly cleaned his eye from tears.

"You choose me over the statue... why?"

Both of them looked at each other before Spy smirked.

"I didn't do it because I cared. I did it because that statue wasn't made out of australium. It wasn't even made out of the real gold!"

"Oh yea? And how could you know?"

"Under it was sticker which says: Custom made platypus statue from Toys For Rich Pets factory. Didn't you see?"

Socut scoffed, lifiting himself up.

"Yea yea whatever you say old man-" he almost triped but Spy caught him.

"Here. We need to get out of here fast. I don't want you to waste my time by passing out again." Spy supported Scout while both of them walked to the car.

"But you careeeee" Scout smiled. This is when Spy messed his hair.

"Shut up will you? You might pass out..."

"Heh. You do care" Scout said with big smile on his face.

Spy meanwhile mumbled quietly

"...maybe I do."

. . .

When they got back to the base Scout visited Medic, to heal his injuries. After he came back he was good as new (and probably had another organ replaced).

He walked up to Spy, and took his hat off.

"Hey uh. Thanks back there. You know...for savining me and all"

"Don't mention this... it's nothing."

Scout rolled his eyes and walked up to Spy hugging him. Spy didn't push Scout away, as usually, but he actually put hand on Scout's shoulder, letting them hug for a while. This is when he came back to reality and pushed him away.

"Okey. You need to rest now. This mission wasn't easy and the next ones are going to be much harder. So go."

Scout smired while walking away. Spy meanwhile smiled a bit, as this warm feeling came to his heart. For the first time he acted like a parent...like a father.

Maybe this mission...wasn't so bad after all.

[Yooo! I'm glad you requested it! I'm so happy you saw my post and you texted to me! Thank you! .Hope you like it! It may not the best...but if you want I can try write more bonding father/son things in the future!💀💙]

PT. 2, uhh yeah from thus post.

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 ]

I can't. I just can't watch peoples Sniper artwork. I DON'T FEEL WORTHY SEEING THEM!! YOU GUYS DRAW HIM SO GOOD!!! HE LOOKS AMAZING!!! THEY JUST ARE TOO MAGNIFICENT!!! AND I GET TO SEE IT??? FOR FREE?????? AUGH!!!

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💀💙]

[Since it's SPOOKY MONTH and I haven't wrote anything for the past 4 weeks...i decided to drop this]

TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader headcanons [crush]:

◇ warning: swearing, mentions of blood

[please guys those are just headcanons for the au, this is just my vision of it]

> At first glance I think you wouldn't notice he might be a vampire. But sharp teeth, pale skin, and the fact that he ALWAYS wears glasses could give it away

> You would see him drag corpses of BLU on the side after a successful match. He would make excuses like "Oh. I just bring them for Doc".

> First time he bit you? Probably after an unsuccessful round at night when you visit his nest. He would corner you, check maybe pin you down, just to keep you still as he is sucking the blood out of your veins

> "BiTE oN tHE nECK iN A rOManTiC s€Xy wAY?!" Fuck no! That shit would hurt as fuck! You would feel tired and sick, depending on how much blood you've just lost by this Australian mosquito.

> Of course he wouldn't just leave you alone and let you bleed out, he would take you to Medic as fast as possible

> I see him as type of guy who would apologise only if he is in one on one conversation with you

>Then you two would get closer to each other, now that you know his not-so-secret secret, I bet you have a lot of questions

> Spy bothers you? Not anymore! Your vampire co-worker is here to save your a$$. Might bring you a necklace made out of a French man's teeth, as a gift

> Surprise low teasing voice. He would take advantage of it, sneaking up on you and whispering to your ear from time to time. I mean come on, have you heard his voice lines?

> Out of an act of kindness he would stop drinking blood in front of you if he find out you don't feel comfortable with it. But if you don't care then he will just chill with you.

> Will be protective of you. Knowing RED Sniper is a vampire, BLU Sniper has to be one too. He doesn't want you to get hurt so when you fight he is always keeping an eye on you from his nest

> First kiss? Probably by complete accident or just because. No, I am serious. He would just walk up to you, kiss you on the cheek, stare and walk away. No explanation, nothing

> When asked what was that he would just respond: "Ya still had some blood on your cheek."

> Holding you by each others pinky's in public, holding hands or cuddling in private

> Speaking of cuddling, he loves how warm you are, so when you two are alone expect him to be clingy and hug you close to his chest

> He would lick his teeth when he's bored or when he is around you, knowing it will make you flustered

> He naps upside down from the ceiling, sometimes scaring the fuck out of you

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 ]

I SIMPLY AM NOT DONE WITH THEM! THE BLU TEAM AND LOVE.

scout: ultra mega cringelord loser. he is literally bragging about you to anyone who will listen. teammates while they’re taking enemy fire, the enemy team while he is actively shooting them, pauling when she calls for an update on a solo mission; hell, he’ll call hale’s secretary and gab all day if he can. everyone is wondering where he is finding the time between jerking his own ego off and dying on the field. there comes a point they genuinely just don’t think you exist. there is no way this dweeb had enough social wits for anyone to be willing to tolerate him for an extended period of time. objectively the safest merc to be in a relationship with, because he has convinced everyone by being so extremely overbearing, and oversharing literally every detail of your life to them, that if they wanted to they could verify your existence in seconds. but they just don’t believe him. they’re not even willing to give him the respect to see if he’s telling the truth. loves going on dates! thoroughly enjoys a roller rink date, a drive in theatre date, a walk in the park, he’ll do any and everything with you! and then turn around and tell the team exactly what you did, exactly what you said, and your exact stance on every single one of them. they are going to implode if they ever find out you’re real.

soldier: jane doe is honestly… such a cool guy when he’s in love and loved by others. casual is finally a mode he can enter. it’s like a secret unlockable where he takes off his helmet and goes from soldier to jane doe. he’s quite funny! shockingly, a solid contender for the most Normal partner of the bunch. you get a date and he gets handsome for you twice a month or so, small gifts, usually bullet, battle, or america themed. likes bringing you the enemy scout’s dog tags. it’s more like his own little counter for how often he can get that scrawny twat every time he adds to it. always, always gets you flowers. he doesn’t arrange them, but he can get his spy to with a nice enough tone, and maybe some money. likes to take you to the lake. he’s not particularly needy as long as you seem satisfied. every once in a while he might ask you to join him on an odds and ends mission, but you have to stay in the car. he doesn’t know what he’d do to himself if something happened to you. but he likes to have you around! it’s almost like a test. the job is a big part of his life, so he needs someone who can handle it.

pyro: every day that pyro can wake up and look themselves in the mirror and say they are loved and then someone can immediately back that up with “that’s true, because i love you” is a day pyro will shed many, many tears. pyro did not ever think there could possibly be a day they could look at the mirror and say they are loved and actually mean it. actually be telling the truth. they were enough to be loved. they are enough to be loved. by someone other than themselves. they hug you tightly. they never leave your side. they genuinely couldn’t imagine it. they would cut their own arms off before they refused to hold you. they would cut their own legs off before it meant they couldn’t come to you when you call for them. and they are just so thankful. thankful for the opportunity, thankful for your company, thankful to be alive and breathing air in the same general location as you. every step was worth it. every ache was worth it. every bitter day and lonely night was worth these precious moments.

demo: he’s so certain this is closest he will ever get to feeling complete. he doesn’t feel an urge to drink as much, and for a while he is… a less than stellar man. and he will resent himself for the fact he didn’t do this before he met you until he is dead and buried in the ground. he may disappear for a while on a path to… less frequent states of drunk. and when he gets where he wants to be for you, he comes back the same, yet different. dedicated, and domesticated. still humorous, still intense, still wildly entertaining to engage in a lengthy conversation with and still a terrible person to involve in an already bad plan. but he has long term plans for what feels like the first time… ever. he feels like he’s got a reason to be something greater than great. instead of feeling like he’s in a rat race. there’s a point to the money. there’s a point to the fight. and the most important part, there’s a reason to stop this war.

heavy: he is in an almost constant panic. you might as well not exist to him in public. and it does you best to do him the same. the less you interact where people can see, the better it is, because when you’re alone… he’s sickeningly sweet. he won’t leave you be. he will eat what you leave, he will watch what you watch, do what you want to do, tend to you, care for you, proclaim his unfettered devotion… inside the house. and ignore you in public. there is a gnawing fear mikhail has, that he can’t place the origin of, that at any moment he will lose everything he’s ever cared for. and he’s okay if all he loses is guns, and objectives, and money, and himself. regularly. but the idea of losing others can send him into a spiral. and he gets so mad because it only takes a second. a moment of weakness, one instance of him dropping the ball and he will turn around and everything he cares for is gone. he is cruelly reminded on a daily basis. it costs him his teammates’ lives. and he chooses to not care about them, because otherwise he would quit this job. he understands the wall he is to the people who dare risk relying on him. he cannot handle any more responsibility than he has already taken. but for the right person… he just wouldn’t be able to help himself. the social control he exercises becomes a fountain to you. take from it when you need. use who you must. he will be there to ensure your success.

engineer: are you ready to meet the man with the biggest dick energy. he just exudes cool calm collection. it is like every question he ever had is answered. he knows the world is good because you are in it. he knows he is good because he is loved. because you love him. and he knows he is good because he loves you, too. he is not a fool in love. he takes his responsibilities as your partner seriously. you will never want for anything. you will never need anything. and he just blossoms. confident, motivated, inspired, some could even call him cocky. but he’s not cocky. he’s just loved. and he’s a man in love. a provider and a friend. a shoulder to cry on. and much more vulnerable. actually willing to talk about why he has the views he does. conversations are much more common. and he likes to show you off. anything he can find to brag about you, he will. it really does annoy the rest of the team. they didn’t realize there was a time they would miss the silence the man provided. but confident dell takes that confidence everywhere. and that includes the battlefield. gets downright stupid out there sometimes. he feels like a teenager again.

medic: love hits the doctor like a goose hits an airplane engine: faster than he can mentally register. it is an epiphany in the middle of the night, it is consuming him, it is a bad idea, and it will kill him before he can let it go. he can’t let it go. he finds himself too… light. too “happy”. too considerate. none of these things ever come across to you. he really doesn’t seem to change unless you know him. his syntax changes. he picks positively coded synonyms when he would otherwise use a neutral or negative leaning term. he’s a little more open to taking a break, or setting things off. his face softens, he relaxes. he feels good, and it doesn’t take work to get there. he just feels… okay. and everything is okay. hesitantly touchy. he social distances himself away from you, and over the course of ten or so minutes eventually you’ll feel the shuffle of fabric as he has crept his way to your side. then you feel the weight of his head on you. he will not move from there. tight hand holder, chronic sleeper. don’t ask this man to watch a movie with you; that’s asking him to take a nap. face buried in your neck, or your chest, or your lap. when he’s bold, he’s a hard biter. he loves to make you screech. it’s funny to him when you try to push him off, but he’s quick to retreat. you’re just fascinating to him.

sniper: ohhhhohoho, he likes you! this is also when you realize snipes is… kind of a loser. he gets a little big for his britches. starts calling you his “main thing” when you’re his only thing past work. makes crude, awkward, and sometimes incredibly funny jokes. but usually you’re now getting what are his absolute worst jokes. he’s testing them. seeing which ones land. big, dopey smiles under the hat. plays unnecessarily cool in public. yeah, you’re his partner. his mate, even. get it? he’s nudging your shoulder as he says this, by the way. he cannot play cool long because he is an absolute nitwit. and he gets one look at you and he can’t help the grin spreading across his face. he’s almost waiting for the rug to be pulled from underneath him. he’s waiting for you to leave. he’s pretty confident you won’t though. he thoroughly stresses himself about your death, and when it will occur. it’s like a quarterly occurrence, on a bad day in battle, that he will come to you, and he’ll almost be mean. and if you call him out on it, eventually he will break down on you. tell you about what he does for a job. and he can’t stop thinking about it. if something happens to you, you won’t come back. he doesn’t even know how long he will keep coming back. there’s a real chance he just doesn’t, because he doesn’t know. is he even himself when he comes back? when he gets it all out, he feels a little better. he holds you tighter. he really doesn’t want to let you go.

spy: stupid, desperate, hopeless romantic. and a chronic homemaker. if a beautiful wealthy older person approached him and said he’d never have to work a day in his life and he’s at the top of the will nobody would ever see this man again. all he wants to do is cook, clean, and care for a kid or two. or four. or none! what matters is if you give this man the option he is more than happy to let you be the breadwinner. he will still dress to the nines. breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, bath drawn when you’re off work. you don’t even realize you have laundry half the time because spy gets it done. and when he deems his work done, he will join you shortly. you will never have to lift a finger to do anything more than get your ass up and go to work. the home will never be a responsibility you have to worry about. he is screaming to the night sky for someone to turn him into a trophy husband. he’ll feed the animals. walk the dog. clean the toilet with his personal toothbrush. please god someone come get him so he can quit this job.