Is It Possible For A Spy X Reader, Your Fanfic Righting Is On Another Level And I Love It.

ASS PANCAKES MY BELOVED 💙

Hi! Can I I request an x reader with ass pancakes that takes place during the 7 year time skip like in the comic after moving on from being a mercenary? : )

Hello!! This is my first request so I’m very excited!! I made this Romantic/Platonic since I wasn’t entirely sure, hope you like it!!

ASS PANCAKES X READER AFTER 7 YEARS

In my head, the story of Freak Fortress goes differently than the canon comics. They were an outlier team, a team of weirdos with unrelenting abilities, while there was the Team Fortress 2 classic team we all know, they rarely faced off with Freak Fortress. You were apart of this team, one of the few who was close to normal. They would all have retire at some point, but I feel like they would still go about their merry way and continue wrecking havoc. 

-Ass Pancakes had a fondness for you he never showed. Maybe it was because he felt bad that you did not have unfair powers given by whatever force of nature gave the entire Freak Fortress theirs. He always BONKED! the enemy team member that shot you. Going absolutely overkill and then looking blankly at you. Once you have a nervous smile, he grinned ear to ear before saying “See ya!” and jumping away. 

-(Romantic/Platonic) Speaking of, he would always übercharge himself with Bonk! to protect you from speeding bullets. This gave you the chance to run to cover and reload your gun. You would hide in the corner of a two-story with supply caches. Ready to run and your safety off, he would push you back down. Once you saw who it was, you lowered your gun. He look at you with that same, crazy eyed smile and said, “I Bonked! them all.”  So much for reloading.

-You two ended up living in a small, dingy apartment on the outskirts of Teufort. A sketchy area, which made sense, considering Ass Pancakes was now your roommate after being your co-worker/good friend (mainly so no one else bothered you). 

-I honestly do not see him changing much, aside from being a little more calm. Down the line, he started to do “side jobs” with the other former mercenaries that are exactly what you think they are. He would leave and come back like he had a regular job, but you knew what he was doing. And you did not want to see it.

-Any canned drink you have, he will take the opportunity to scare you. Imagine you’re reading a book and you move your hand to grab the can of pop you opened and suddenly feeling dry skin. You would jump, of course, and he would jump out of the can in front of you. It’s something he has been doing since he met you.

-(Romantic) He would always shake you by your shoulders before kissing you. It’s his thing! Speaking of kissing, he will always appear right in front of you upside down and face to face, and ask for a kiss, pointing at his lips, and once you gave it to him, he disappeared. You don’t even know how he was upside down, the ceiling was too high. 

-Your apartment is mostly your space. I feel like Ass Pancakes only owns the Warhammer of Zillyhoo and the many cans of Bonk! that fill your fridge. He lets you decorate however you want. However, he will come up to them, look for a moment and then ask, “You did this?” And then after you say yes, he grabs your shoulders, does his wide grin and yells “I love it!”. Do be warned about the carpet, he will leave bloodstains. 

-His hair, like canon Scout’s, has gotten longer and I like to think his leg muscles are very tense from all of the running around and jumping he’s done. 

-He watches you sleep since he doesn’t sleep. You two end up spending the night on the couch rather than your own bed (He doesn’t have one). You either wake up to wide eyes staring at you or him eating your food. 

-(Romantic/Platonic) If you cuddle on his chest, his regular heart rate is above average due to how much Bonk he drinks. He also pats your head rather than rub your head or run his hands through your hair. He’s gotten a lot calmer, but he does not understand social cues. 

『 Requests - Opened 』

✎ I write:

- Reader x TF2 Characters- Romantic/Crush/Platonic

- TF2 x TF2 Characters- Platonic/Crush/Romantic

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

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

✎ I DON'T write:

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

by adornedwithlight

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

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

> TF2 Engineer x Reader headcanons [crush,romantic]

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

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

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

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

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

🟪 TF2 related stories:

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

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

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

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

📖 TF2 x Reader stories:

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

✩Sniper:

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

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

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

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

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

✩Medic:

> Unusual Medical care - Medic x reader [platonic]

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

> Bloody dance - Medic x reader [romantic]

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

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

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

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

✩Spy:

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

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

> Mind and body- BLU Spy mini-story

✩Engineer:

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

> Engineer x Reader Headcanons [crush/romantic]

✩Pyro:

> Fire and smoke - Pyro x reader [romantic]

✩Heavy:

> Ropes and Dingos - Heavy mini-story

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

✩Scout:

> Hard to ask - Scout x reader [crush]

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

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

✩Demoman:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rookie and a professional

◇ TF2 Sniper x Masculine reader [crush,romantic]

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

"Miss Paul-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Huh. Well that complicates things..."

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

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

"I guess it's alright"

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

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

You took note she gave you and shook your head.

"Alright. I will inform you about the results"

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

"So you're Heavy right?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know, but I-"

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

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

Next was Solider.

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

"Yes. It's a American flag-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Training? For what?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Put that down and come here."

"Why?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Now."

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

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

You looked in his direction while reloading.

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

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

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

"What is-"

"Don't ask."

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

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

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

"Good enough"

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

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

"aaaAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

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

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

"...What?"

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

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

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

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

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

Unless....

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

Opening requests again!

Remember to read about what I can write before sending one. Give me your ideas people, I wanna hear them, platonic, romantic or completely goofy ✌️✨️

You said you'd be up for writing some spydad? That's awesome!! I would love to read something fluffy but I want to give you total creative freedom. I understand if you aren't up for it/won't get around to it for an bit, either way tysm for the offer!

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!💀💙]

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!💀🌌]

Can we see a fic with Sniper angst? He's my skrunkle and I want to put him in a blender.

[𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾!𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀!💀🌌]

𝖶𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾.

✩ Tf2 Sniper [warning: angst, mentions of death, blood, respawn effect ]

Cold wind blow at Sniper's face as he walked back to his van after successful misson on Double Corss. It was tough battle, they were close to loosing this one, fortunately Scout manage to secure intelligence at the last second. It was one of the longest battles for Sniper yet, his back was full on new scars from Spy's butterfly knife, his hands were tried from constantly reloading his rifle. Finally he opened doors to his van, and put away his tools. He was too tried to take a bath, his muscles refused to do any task, rest was the only thing his body craved. Sniper took his battle uniform off, to change to something more light. After he changed, without a thought he layed down on his bed, closing his tried eyes and falling asleep.

Suddenly Sniper woke up to loud bang outside. Without a thought he grabed his kukri and slowly opened the door. He walked outside, shaking a bit from cold, looking aroud the source of loud noise. It was hard to see anything because around him thick fog started to form. He shook his head, before mumbling to himself.

"It was probably a wind..."

He turned around but this time bang was louder. He turned around quickly and noticed someone running away, without a thought Sniper run after them. Who was that? Was it Scout trying to prank him? Someone from the BLU Team wanting to take a revenge on him? He run, as fast as could, his vision focused on mysterious figure, when suddenly he triped over something. He was already pissed that someone woke him up in the middle of the night, and that someone just got away with it, so he quickly stood up and kicked whatever made him trip. At this moment his rage evaporated, as he looked down at the thing that made him fall. It was...his own dead body. He backed away and stepped into puddle of blood. He turned around only to see his body penetrated by the arrow, pinned to the wall as blood was dripping down on dark wooden floor. Sniper froze in place, i mean what would you do if you saw your own body like this? This is when he heard another bang, this time it was closer. In that moment another body feel through the doorframe, with bullet hole in his chest, choking on it's own blood before freezing in place, with eyes staring straight at the floor. Sniper backed away, not sure what to do. What to do? Run. Run! This is what was in Sniper's head right now, he needed to run to hide, to survive. Each step he took, another bang was heard, and another body apeared in front of him. His body. Dead body. He noticed an old wooden door in front of him. As he run towards them he heard footsteps behind him, getting closer and closer, as if someone or something was chasing after him. He heard a bang and bullet missed his ear by inch. Someone was shooting at him! He ran, as fast as he could, just to reach that door, to hide, to take cover, anything! Finally he managed to close door behind him, he quickly formed small blockade with wooden boxes he found to prevent whoever was after him to enter the room.

He looked around, noticing he was in the respawn room. It was always the safe place for his team, place where they can heal or gather necessary things, argue, plan things but now, he was there alone. Only noise he heard was air blowing from the ventilation system. He never wondered before how it all works, how is it possible that he can just apear again, alive and continue to live as if death didn't exist for him, but the longer he stood in that room, the more he craved the answer. Small drop of water feel on his head, then another...and another. He looked up, to see broken pipe, bit also something next to it. A fuse box, stuck to the ceiling with warning sign painted on it. Sniper reached his hand up and opened it revealing- a button. A simple red button. He wanted to press it- but... should he? What does it even do? Is it worth to take the risk? But he had to know....he needed to know how is possible that each time bullet takes his life away, he always manages to come back as if nothing had happened. Silence filled the room, air blowing from the ventilation, drops continuing to fall on his head, as he slowly moved his hand close to the button. Drop....drop....drop.....

. . .

He did it.

Sniper was hold his hand up, after pressing the button. He looked around wondering if this action changed anything but nothing was happening for a long while. This is when something started to drop on his face again, it wasn't pure and clean like water, instead it was dark and red...it was blood. The button he pressed started to melt, soon falling on his face as if someone pour bucket of water at him. He rub hands against his face to rub it off, cursing as his vision now turned red.

When he finnaly was able to see he realized he was outside again, now surrounded not by two or four corpses, but hundreds of them, all in deferent positions, all killed in deferent ways. This is when he heard a whistling behind him, he turned around to see figure walking towards him. Each step figure made was filling Sniper with fear. Why? Why was he so scared of it? He is a mercenarie, a hired killer! So why is he so scared of....dying. he died before so why is he so scared of it now. Maybe it was a thought he held in his head for a really long time, a scenario he wanted to hide deep in his head, wishing to never consider such possibility again but here it was again this sick question in his brain, scenario what if. And as he started at that figure approaching him he asked himself: What if I won't come back this time?

BANG

Bullet missed his cheek by inches, forcing Sniper to back away. He left fear for the first time, realising what he has done. He needs to run. RUN! He isn't going to respawn again, when he is shoot he is dead, there is no coming back, only....nothing. Sniper run as fast as he could stepping over his own corpses, splashing his boots in the puddles of blood. He noticed something in front of him, it was his van! All he needed to do is to get inside, start the engine, drive away and he will be safe again. Soon he felt something grabbing his leg. When he looked down he noticed it was one of hia corpses, then another one moved reaching for his arm. It didn't take long for Sniper to realized that they all are moving towards him, screeching and screaming at the same time. He panicked and started to run again, this time faster than before, struggling to move as another hand grabbed him by his arms or legs pulling him back. It went for so long... so agonising long... for Sniper it felt as if he was running for hours, he was close yet so far away from his only way out of this situation, each step feeling more and more heavy when suddenly he was pulled back with great force. He was pinned to the ground, as mysterious figure who was hunting all this time walked up to him, holding the same kukri he walked out with outside. He looked up only to see huge knife swing up and with all force down, slashing his neck. One swing, two swing, blood splashed everywhere. Sniper let out loud scream of pain, scared of what's to come. He can't respawn, he won't be able to come back. There was no going back, all he could do now was to close his eyes...

When he opened them again he was greet with....nothing. Nothing but black void. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe. He felt like fire was burning his skin off, like he was drowing in deepest part of the sea, alone, helpless. Make it stop, MAKE IT STOP! What is this place?! It's agony to be here! LET HIM GO!

"DON'T LET ME DIE!" Sniper screamed. He quickly stood up hitting his head on the ceiling of the van. He took a deep breath, slowly realizing that is now back in his bed, sweating, tears runing down his cheeks, heart beating wildly. Was it- another hallucinations? Sniper pinched himself, once, twice, then he hit his arm over to wall. Yup, this pain was real, he was real, he wasn't dead. For a while Sniper sit on his bed, staring at the floor, breathing in and out to calm himself or at least understand what was that. A nightmare. It was a all a dream, it wasn't real.

He spend another thirty minutes, laying down on bed thinking about it, soon slowly forgetting most of this nightmare. He began to wonder what caused this? Overworking? Stress? A warning? Or maybe his consciousness I tried to tell him something...

At this point Sniper was too tried to think about it any longer, he decided to go back to sleep, this time, fortunately, not getting any nightmares for the rest of the night, which was good, because he needed to wake up to his job tomorrow, to start the cycle of fighting, dying respawning again. And again...and again....and again....and again....and again....and again.

[This request was something deferent for me, it was the first time for me to write something like that so I do hope you liked this story and it's theme 💀]

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

Unusual Medical care

◇ TF2 Medic x reader [platonic]

◇ slight gore and depictions of blood

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hello!" You answered politely.

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

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

"I will do my best!"

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

You thought for a second before giving him an answer.

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

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

"MEDICCC!!!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And?"

"And that idiot actually did it."

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

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

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

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

"Did you said 'we' ?"

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

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

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

"You haaaveeee red handssss"

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

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

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

"Heywhatisgoingon?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

You both stared at Scout for some time.

...

...

...

"Or maybe he is dead"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What do you mean?" He asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ay thanks doc. And thank you too"

You took off your mask and smiled at Scout.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you!"

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

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

"MEDICCC!"

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

[Hope ya liked it! ✨️]

I had this idea and I NEED to get it out

Ofc feel free to ignore this tho

Sniper x gn other team reader who seems to always figure out where he is. It's like they have this weird spidey sense type thing. Like, they'll look directly into his scope or fire a warning shot next to him when he hasn't seen them yet.

Maybe they've even sniped him once with like a handgun or something cuz he pissed them off

Like I can imagine how much of a loop it would throw him through

Also, if he could be a pining loser, that would be great

Ooh also what if he also noticed how they're particularly brutal with the rest of his team but not him (examples above) because they have a soft spot for / crush on him too

[I can't express how MUCH I love this idea! Thank you for this ask it was fun to write it! Have fun reading!]

Warning shots

◇ TF2 Sniper x GN!Reader [crush]

Badlands, where setting sun gives you third degree burns and gravel is treated like gold, a place where lays control point, ready to be taken over by one of the two teams, and belive when I say, it is no easy thing to do. The point was active for some time now, but no one on the teams managed to get it before they were shot down, dying in their own pool of blood and coming back to life, trying all over again.

Meanwhile Sniper was on his was to changes places to confuse his opponents, firing from high place, his scope scanning the corners and waiting for some idiot to take a peek and find themselves with a bullet in their skull.

Another warning shoot. This time bullet made a hole in his hat. Bugger. How?? He just got here! He didn't even fired his weapon! What kind of six sense bullshit is this! Alright, alright... there is no time to think about it, he has a job that needs to be done. Again, he decided to change his position, walking to the comple opposite side of the war zone.

"Steady... Steady..." Sniper mumbled to himself while aiming at the enemy Heavy's head. Then BAM, bullet hit, creating hole in wooden plank next to his head. Sniper moved away from the window, completely caught off guard. He was sure it was a good spot and none one will be able to find him this quickly ! No matter. He decided to change his position, it was not a good idea to try to shoot again from the same spot when someone knew he was there. He passed Engineer's nest and found for himself better spot to try again. He aimed carefully, grinned when dot from his scope pointed on Medic's head and-...

Bang!

He found much better spot this time, far away from the control point but close enough for him to land every shoot. Finally, he can continue his job without any surprises. Sniper looked through his scope and noticed- You. He was ready to pull the trigger when suddenly you turned your head to the left and looked directly at him. Sniper felt weird tingle on his neck. Did...Did you noticed him? No... it's impossible, he is too far away! But there you were, staring directly into his scope, completely aware of his current position. Were you the one who knew where he had always been? His eyebrows knit together, as he was aiming at your head, but you were quicker and pullet trigger on your handgun, shooting Sniper right into the shoulder three times.

Sniper did the only reasonable thing, which was running away to find the closests med kit. As he was runing he thought about....this. This weird treatment you were giving him. Besides Pyro and Solider you are one of the most violent mercenary on your team, always finishing your targets in the most brutal and extreme way possible, and yet you, of all people, were giving him warning shoots! Twice ! It was....strange...

This situation for you two was a tradition at this point. Whenever Sniper was trying to shoot someone down, you were there to send your bullet ricochet next to him, suddenly shout "Sniper ahead!!" and let rest of your team know he is watching. Or you'll turn around and stare at him as if you were saying "I always know where you are."

It annoyed him. His ego was damaged now, because of you and your stupid abnormal senses. Only times he could get a kill at this point was when you were respawning or when enemy Spy failed to backstab him. Was he even allowed to call himself a professional now?? You were now his biggest priority on the battlefield, he was constantly waiting for you to show up just to land a shoot on you. Not even to kill you, even a simple bruse was enough for him. It trapped him into a tunel vision that resulted in him dying several times to the rest of your team.

Well.

Sniper was aiming at respawn machine, waiting for you to come out. He didn't even hear footsteps creeping up behind him. He only realized someone was behind him when he was pulled by the shoulder, and pinned against the wall by- you!

How-

When-

Looks like Sniper forgot that this respawn had two exits. You were holding him for...quite a while not. Both of you stared at each other, not moving an inch.

...

...

...

...

This was akward.

....what the bloody hell was that?!

Sniper felt sweat on his eyebrows and how his face is getting warmer from the embarrassed. You smirked before letting him go and you-

Just-

Walked away...

He should be dead! But you just decided to spare him? Why??? And that look on your face... He always saw you stare at him, but only now he saw your eyes up close...they looked... surprisingly pleasant to look at.

Now you're stuck in his head. Constantly teasing each other with shots and looks. Sniper felt better, knowing he wouldn't be butchered by you like the rest of his team. Was he this special? Were you...special to him? Each thought about you made his cheeks shine in pink and clouded mind with this weird soft feeling. But don't think only he did! Ha! Come on, it was obvious you have soft spot for this Australian man. It was not hard to miss when you shredded enemy team like nothing, and only Sniper was able to somehow "Get away" or just "Suddenly disappeared". The tingling, almost spider like sense made you detect him like on radar, which was the reason why you found it so hard to not think about him.

You two found a reeallllly interesting way to flirt with each other heh.

Magma w/ the pals!!!

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