[Since It's SPOOKY MONTH And I Haven't Wrote Anything For The Past 4 Weeks...i Decided To Drop This]

bad eyesight (Sniper)

ok so my friend (who doesn’t know tf2 at all) saw a picture of Sniper and said to me “hey his sunglasses are prescription! they fade in the dark” and i can’t get over it. so now im obsessed with bad eyesight Sniper. anyway here’s some headcanons then

SO EMBARRASSED ABOUT HIS POOR EYESIGHT. Sniper was so embarrassed about needing glasses that he got prescription sunglasses so nobody would know.

he tried on regular glasses, but he thought that they made him look so nerdy he threw them off and didn’t look back.

the only person who knows about his poor eyesight (other than his parents), is Spy. Spy had thieved the marksman’s sunglasses to inspect them, and noticed the extremely thick lenses of them.

enenebrbbrbrbejwkwowpnrnrrb poor eyesight Sniper

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.

It was my first ever tf2 game in casual. I was pocketing nice Scout that probably knew i was new to the game, he was protecting me until the über push from the enemy team, andddd i didn't really knew what does that mean 😅

AND THAT POOR SCOUT WAS SPAMING "MEDIC!" TO WARN ME!

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 ]

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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 bestie

sniper MARRIAGE headcanons?????

¿por favor 🥺?

[*sigh* How could I NOT do it 🤌]

TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]:

> Marriage is important thing. It shows how two people love and trust each other deeply, caring about another, knowing their partner, loving them for perfections and imperfections. And it was something Sniper value.

> For Sniper marriage is a HUGE step. You'd have to date him for... 5-6 years to even think about something like that. Luckily for you, you are someone special for Sniper, who was happiest man on earth when wedding happend

> At first he would be kinda nervous, maybe even anxious about it. It is a huge step after all, and he didn't wanted to fall into canyon making it. He might even regret it. Not that he doesn't love you, but in a way that something might change, and he prefers when things...stay the same.

> He is going to wake up before you do, occasionally make you something before he heads over to work. It won't be anything fancy, nah. Something easy, simple and fast to make, but he puts a lot of work into it, he cooks you something that is probably much better than 5 minute microwave garbage.

> He plans a date for your once a month, to spend proper time with you alone, far away from people. He just wants to be with you and only you.

> He will be much more comfortable with taking his clothes off around you, and show you his scars. Around you he feels....free and With you, he doesn't have to look behind his back every second, he doesn't have to be fully focused, stressed all the time. With you, he can lie back on the bed, close his eyes and relax

> You two gonna have your own inside joke or tradition, like you taking his hat so he has to kiss you to get it back

> Low voice sneak attacks! Oh he knowsss you love his voice. If you are doing anything, from cleaning to reading a book, he will lean over your shoulder and in a quiet voice tell you about his day. It feels more personal to him when he can tell you about his thoughts when he is this close to you

> Nicknames my dear, you wil gain more of them for sure!

> People told him how his smile is "creppy" or "weird" , it's a reason why he doesn't smile to people with his teeth, but around you, he just can't help but but to turn his frown upside down

> This man would fucking die for you or throw himself at a crocodile with nothing more than a razor blade and a piece of chicken. He wants you to feel safe around him, knowing that no matter what happens he will be with you.... while aiming a sniper rifle at anyone who even breaths at you wrong.

> He observed his parents when he was little, he watched how they laughe, argue, scream, cry and love each other for many years. He sometimes thought what would it be like to be someone's someone, now he does... thanks to you.

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

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

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

Birds, Bears and blood

Team Fortress 2 story

> TF2 Heavy x Medic

> unexpected additional merc appearance

> gore and blood. Like- a lot.

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

RING RING

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

"Hello?-"

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

"A job huh. Continue, Heavy is listening"

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

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

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

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

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

"Doctor can go."

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

Heavy looked at Medic as he put the phone away.

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

Medic smirked.

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

Heavy chukled as he shook his head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey there fellas! Whatcha doin' here?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Uhh. Sorry fellas"

"Keep your cheep apology to yourself"

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

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

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

Heavy smirked and cracked his knuckles.

"Let's dance then Doc."

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

Scout was there too I guess.

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you alright? Your shoulder-"

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

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

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

"What the hell happened in here?!"

Medic and Heavy looked at him, rolling their eyes.

"Nothing. We finished the mission" Heavy replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know we will, meain libieling"

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

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

Hey there again, I have once again come with another request. My partner and I don't exactly comform to stereotypical gender roles, and shes the first person I've ever been with who's not a straight guy that's made me feel bad if I ever stepped out of the realm of femininity. That being said, it would be really, really sweet to see an x reader fic that is perhaps trans x trans, I personally hc Medic and Sniper as a trans men, but any x reader with a merc you could see as being trans would be cool. Like, a budding romance in which both people involved find yet another thing that connects them. Only if you feel comfortable, of course.

Not so deferent

◇ HCTrans!Medic x Trans Reader[romantic]

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Solider was in Medic's office, shouting and complaining how today's match ended in shameful stalemate meanwhile Medic (completely ignoring him, only nodding from time to time) bandaged his wounds and sewed his most limbs back together. Meanwhile you sat outside alone, in red corridor filled with empty chairs, with wound dripping more and more blood each time you tried to move. Today your team lost, and you were one of the few unlucky people to get badly wounded, not being able to respawn and heal. You couldn't help but feel nervous. It was your first time to be examinated by Medic, alone. Sure you had your chest surgery for the übercharge, but this was done when you had gaint hole in your chest, and when Medic's medigun healed you, just like Heavy, it also fixed your shirt, so no one knew you were.... deferent.

Finnaly you heard Solider's loud "Thanks Doc!". Ready, you stood up, and walked past your teammate, into the Laboratory. You looked around noticing pigeons happly flying around, puddles of blood on the floor and Medic himself, cleaning his bonesaw, preparing for his next speciment- I mean- teammate. He turned around getting you with big smile across his face.

"At! There you are. Glad to see you are the last of my patients, so what is it? Lost limbs? Broken bones?"

You sat down and pointed at your side. He gently lifted your shirt up and from his reaction you could tell it was bad.

"What an injury it is! You definitely need to tell me how you got it. Was it from Demo and his sword? Maybe from Sniper's kukri? I can't wait to hear it!" Medic said before making you lie down on his operation table.

"Now, can you lift your shirt up for me?"

You didn't know what to do. You lifted your shirt, only slightly up, bearly revealing your wound.

"Oh mein libe, don't be shy. We are alone here after all. I am [was] a doctor, no need to feel embarrassed now. I suggest you take of your shirt quickly, don't want you to pass out from the blood loss now, I'm still eager to hear how did you get that nasty wound in the first place".

You hesitated, but you knew you could trust him, so you took your shirt off. Medic glanced at your chest, tilting his head a bit, he smiled and put his medigun over you.

You waiting for something, his reaction on this. Maybe he didn't notice? No...then he wouldn't laugh. Why did he laugh? Was he laughing at you?...

"Is everything alright mein libe?" Medic asked noticing your nervousness.

"It's..." you started "you see.... you aren't surprised or...mad?"

"Mad?" Medic giggled "At what? You?"

You nodded.

"You mean, for the-" he pointed at your scars.

You nodded again.

Medic chukled again, and sat down next to you.

"What a ridiculous thing, of course I'm not mad! Surprised, yes, but never mad"

He noticed you looking away, he thought for a bit before taking your hand.

"So we aren't so definitely after all..."

You looked at him confused.

"It was a hard operation, I had to do it myself because non of the clinics I was in wanted to attempt such a thing! Not to brag but, I manage to do it while passing out only twice"

Both of you stared at each other, holding your hands tight, feeling how word around your doesn't exist anymore, there is just you two.

"Mein libe, you shouldn't be ashamed for what you are. All you have to do is to be you"

Medic smiled as he put small bandage over you hand, and kissed it gently.

He stayed by your side, as your were healed. Both of you talked about your experiences, thoughts, feelings. Each word you felt more and more connected to this strange german doctor, who made your heart race each time he completed how beautiful you are.

It was...nice to know someone could understand you, that there was someone you can relate to. When your wound healed, you didn't walk out, instead you decided to stay and help Medic cleaning his laboratory. He aggred, happily jumping from story to story, just to keep a conversation with you. Of course he let you feel Archimedes with eyeballs, and pet other pigeons saying "They really like you!".

It was a nice way to end your day, you didn't even remember your team lost battle, all you wanted to do is to speak with Medic, and Medic? All he wanted was to hold you, speak with you, comfort you, because today two people found another beautiful thing that connects them...

[I apologise for making you wait! I didn't have a lot of energy to write anything for the past month... I hope you and your partner like it! Thank you for your patience my friend and I can't wait to hear another request from you, and this time I promise to write it faster 💀'"]

If you have time and its not a bother, could you do a part two to "Ma petite fleur"?

-Anon ✨️

[Heck yea!!! I'm glad you liked this series dear anon✨️! Have a nice reading!💀💙]

Ma petite fleur: Garden

Team Fortress 2 role-play

>TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

>this is sequel to the previous part, so if you want you can read it here:

> Ma petite fleur- TF2 Spy x reader

You were holding a piece of paper on which was written: "Next week at Teufort's Garden, same day, same time." It was written by a gentleman you've meet last week. You couldn't help but think about it for all week. Because of this, you were a bit distracted at work casing two fire incidents. Fortunately for you Saxton was happy that the Pyro weapon you tested were successful!

You sat on the bench and waited. After a short while you heard a woosh noise, happy, you turned your head and saw the masked man in the suit.

"Bonjour~"

"Hello Spy!"

"Is it the sun or are you just shining so brightly today with your beauty" he complemented.

"Perhaps both" you answered, giggling a bit.

Spy stood up, holding his hand out to you.

"Let's go for a walk. I didn't choose this garden by mear accident "

"Sure! Surprise me" you said, hearing Spy chukle.

You were both walking along the path, looking at the beautiful roses, smelling the white lilies, and then you noticed two other people sitting on a bench, talking. You noticed that it was a woman in a purple dress and a man in a red shirt.

"Maybe let's choose a different path" Spy suggested.

"Oh. You don't want to disturb young love?" You asked.

"No. I don't want young love to disturb us."

You giggled as you and Spy turned right, continuing to walk side by side, this time holding hands as you begin to talk.

"So? Did you like the new weapons?" You asked.

"I did. In fact, I have to admit, they exceeded my expectations"

You smiled gently bumping your shoulder into Spy, he smirked and did the same.

Later, you walked next to a lake with white swans, colorful fish, and little bread-mutants being attacked by ducks, as the sun slowly set behind the willows, giving the place a beautiful, calm and warm aura. Spy stopped and sat down on a bench, you joined him.

"It's beautiful" you said.

"Ineed..." he answered.

At this point, Spy gently placed his hand under your chin, getting closer to your face.

"I think our little date is going pretty well"

"Yea. It's nice. Good actually. Why, did you expect to be attacked by a bread monster?" You joked.

"I wouldn't be surprised if something like that happend"

Both of you looked at each other, soon slowly getting closer, ready for first kiss on the lips...

"Ahh!" You heard a quiet scream behind you. You turned around and saw the man lying face down on the ground. It looks like he fell from a bush. You looked at the Spy who was looking at the boy with irritation.

"I thought bushman only lives in such places." He said.

When boy stood up you finally recognised him.

"Scout? What are you doing here?"

"Uhhh nothin'. We- i mean Uh, I- was just lookin' around-"

"We?" You said.

This is when you heard a sigh and woman walked out from the bushes.

"Miss Pauling? What are you doing here?" You asked.

"We were just walking around and noticed you two- and we wanted to say hi! Right Scout?"

"We were?" Scout replied.

Spy let out the most 'Why can't I catch a break' sigh you have ever heard.

"I want to know what you are doing here"

After these words, Pauling moved closer to you, lowering her voice.

"We got an information that somewhere around here two man will exchange briefcases. Administrator is interested in the green one"

"Why? What's in there" you asked.

"You don't need to know that. All you have to know is that she wants it. The problem is that this park is big and it's hard to keep track of where these guys are going to show up"

"Perhaps we can help" you suggested"

"You? How?" Scout asked.

"Well, we can stay here and look for the guys while you two will patrol the other side. In that way we won't attract any suspicions"

"Hm. This might work. Come on Scout, let's go"

Miss Pauling took Scout's hand dragging him to the other side of the lake.

"Sorry I dragged you into this" you said. Spy shock his head.

"No need to. I got used to work following me, besides those two fools need help. I mean, look at them"

You looked accost the lake, only to spot Scout runing away from the sawn, as Miss Pauling was trying to catch it. You started to chukle at this hilarious scene. Seeing you smile, made Spy smiled too as he lifted your hand and kissed it softly. You blushed and started staring at him. At that moment, you noticed two men standing at the edge of the garden.

"Is it them?" Spy asked not turning his head.

"Yes. They have the briefsace"

"Which one?"

"The one on the left, in grey suit and black hat"

Two man started to walk separate ways. The man you described started to walk your way.

"We need to get Miss Paulings attention..."

This is when you got close to Spy.

"Kiss me."

"What?"

"Just do it. It's the part of the plan"

That's when the Spy walked up to you and kissed you on the lips, at that moment you wanted to stay like that but you had to stick to the plan. That was the moment you pushed him away and stood up.

"Oh my lords Louis! On da first date! Howww dare youuuu!" You shouted, causing the man in the suit to stop and causing Scout and Miss P to look at you and notice the guy. They both stepped aside and you nodded at her.

"Ya realllyyy think, I can be kisssed soooo soon! Shammee!" You started to act. Spy quickly picked up what you have in mind, he rolled his eyes and joined.

"But my love! I caaarrrre about you! How could you brrrreak da kisss!!"

"Because I know you love my sisterrrrrr!"

You and Spy tried very hard not to laugh as the guy in the suit seemed to be watching the 'drama'. At that moment, you noticed Scout trying to grab the briefcase out of his hands.

"That is not trrrueee!"

"It is, ya wanna know how I know? Because secretly, I'M MY SISTERRRR!"

The man in the suit dropped the briefcase after hearing such "twist". Meanwhile, you noticed Spy's face, trying not to laugh.

"So now! Be gone!" You started to run away.

"NON! Mon cher, comee back to meee!" Spy chased after you. Soon you both stumble into the rose maze, finally starting to laugh.

" 'I'm my sister?' Really? That was the best twist you could come up with?"

"Come on, Spy, I improvising. At least it worked"

"Worked perfectly" you continued to smile as the Spy approached you.

"Yet I think I owe you.."

"Owe? Owe me what?" You asked. This is when Spy leaned down to you, lowering his voice.

"Better kiss..."

He kissed you (again) in the lips but this time you didn't push him away. You put hands around his neck, as both of you enjoyed every second of it. When you stoped you looked up, and put hand over his cheek, he did the same.

"No bad" you said.

Spy chukled as you two were standing, gazing at each other. Soon Scout and Pauling catched up to you.

"We have the briefsace!!!" Scout shouted.

"And that guy won't chase us. Let's say I gave him some sleeping toxins, so he should wake up in two hours. Thanks for the help by the way!"

"No problem. Glad we could help" you answered.

"Soo" Scout interrupted "You two are a thing orrrr"

"Well um...-"

"What about you two? Don'tthink I didn't saw this embarrassing kiss" Spy asked.

On those words both Scout and Paulings face got completely red, and both of them started to speak, and make excuses or speak more nonsense.

"Haha! M-Maybe let's get the briefsace back to the base! C-Come on Socut. Commmme on!"

"Whaa-!" Scout shouted as he was once again dragged away.

Both of you stayed completely alone, around the roses. Spy took one of them, and gave it to you.

"For you...ma petite fleur"

"Thank you...Louis" you joked.

Spy rolled his eyes and kissed you once again, under the bright light of the moon...

[Anddd the end!! What do you think! I hope you liked it!💀🌌]