#tf2 mercs x reader

[prettyboypistol]

How to Seduce the TF2 Mercs

Scout

Pay attention to him. Give him genuine compliments and honest feedback. He wants to feel loved and like he's worth someone's time.

Kisses and physical affection. Mans thinks about the time you put your hand on his shoulder for weeks.

Just say you love him, man. He's been overlooked his whole life.

Soldier

Take him seriously- don't belittle him or make jokes about how he views the world. He knows he's a little crazy but he is genuinely trying his best to make the world a better place.

Defend him!!! If someone shit talks him, punch that motherfucker in the jaw!!

Honest discussions with you asking a lot of questions, take the time to get to know him and you'll have a defender for the rest of your life.

Pyro

Much like with Soldier, defend them and take the time to get to know them.

Gifts, gifts, gifts!!! Give them gifts!

Be a little flirty ;> don't baby them! Treat them like the adult they are!

Demoman

Bro just ask to fuck. He'll probably say yes.

He loves a bold mf that knows how to take what they want. Come on to him, buy him a drink, and ask if he's got any company for the night.

If you're going for something a little more long term, just remove the sleeping aspect. Just say you're interested in getting to know him you'll most likely get a date and see how things go.

Engineer

He's a sucker for practical use gifts (i.e. mechanical oil, a new wrench, etc) or sentimental gifts (photograph of you two, love letters)

Call him handsome! Call him pretty and a gentleman! Appeal to that cowboy energy and treat him all respectful like and you'll definitely catch his interest.

If you're not the type to do all that song and dance, go the opposite route. Stump him with a logistic problem and tease him about it. He'll nonstop think about you for months and bitch about you to his sentries.

Heavy

Mikhail likes hotheads and determined people, someone who's not afraid to fight if the situation comes to it.

Ask him about general things and slowburn that mf about nice conversations until you two can talk about personal things.

Ask him to help you clean your guns! Ask him weaponry questions about what would suit you better in the field!

Medic

GET THIS MAN SOME ORGANS. GET HIM SOME FUNDING!!!! get him a lil lovebirddddd

Take the time to get to know his birds and if the birds like you, Medic automatically likes you more.

Take an interest in his medical discoveries and his life! He's a prime yapper and wants to t a l k. That's why he never shuts up when doing surgery.

Spy

Romance him traditionally, to be honest. Keep it classy and court him like the romantic he is. Roses placed in his locker, prime dinners delivered to his door, BE A ROMANTIC ABOUT IT.

If you can't dance, ask him to teach you "for a mission" (He will know that you're the one behind all the flirtatious gestures bc he's SPY)

Butter up that man like he's a piece of toast. Handsome young man who captured your heart and holds it hostage. Classy gentleman that could get away with world domination with gorgeous eyes like that.

Sniper

Don't come on too strong, he's a bristly one. Be calm and casual. Hit him with that friends to lovers.

He's more of a tough nut to crack and insecure of if you actually like him, so be sure to flood his mind with ambiguous hints when you think you see signs of him showing interest in you.

To really seal yourself in his heart, spend a lot of quality time with him! Go camping, hunting, fishing, driving, anything that gets the both of you alone and quiet.

[m-musings]

Headcanons: How TF2 Mercs act when they're crushing on Merc!Reader

Word Count:1.1K

Warnings/Other Notes: none!

Scout:

You thought this man was awkward before? Whoo boy, wait until you add a romantic interest into the mix.

Anytime Scout begins to crush on someone, he is absolutely clueless.

He'll say the weirdest things in a pitiful but sweet attempt to woo a possible love interest.

If you happen to catch his eye, be prepared for a lot of cheesy flirting and showing off.

Scout would do almost anything to get your attention, even if he ends up embarrassing himself.

When you start to laugh at all his antics, he'll throw a smile in your direction, feeling overjoyed that his plan to win your heart is starting to work.

Soldier:

Like anything else in his life, Soldier treats a crush like a military operation he must push through to get to his goal.

He won't change his personality much, but you can tell that he's gentler with you than he is with most other people.

Solider will offer his assistance with any task you might need help with, even if he's in the middle of helping one of the other mercs.

If you really wanted to, he'd let you try his rocket launcher, even if deep down he's extremely anxious about doing so.

He would put his helmet on you though, he doesn't want to see you get hurt.

Soldier is still kind of crazy around you, but it's a different kind of crazy, one that drives him to make you happy.

Spy:

As soon as Spy realizes he's caught feelings, he's turning the charm up to 11.

You'll find small gifts and trinkets for you sprinkled all over base, put in place by an invisible Spy.

And in front of the others, you can expect to find him close to you, flirting with you by subtly whispering compliments in you ear.

When he has to leave you, Spy will suavely grab you hand and leave a soft kiss on top.

He rarely, if ever, shows any outwardly sign of his actions affecting his own self at all.

But if you look very carefully, you can see a twinge of red hiding just behind his mask as he smirks at you.

Engineer:

Ever the picture of a southern gentleman, once Engie figures out he's got feelings for you, he feels obligated to properly court you.

He'll begin by asking you on a date- preparing a sweet picnic just outside of Teufort.

Once you arrive, he'll give you your favorite flowers in a cute little mason jar, along with a cute little card wrapped with a ribbon.

If the date goes well, he'll be at your humble service around the base.

Need something fixed? Engineer's on it! Lost something important to you? He's helping you search for it! Need a hug? His arms are wide open!

He just really likes you and wants to treat you with all of the love and respect you deserve.

Medic:

Medic can act one of two ways when he develops a crush on you.

The first is denial filled apathy. When he's around you, He'll act like he does around anyone else, albeit with the slight fluttering of butterflies deep in the pit of his stomach.

In this scenario, Medic would still be the same ol' mad doctor, but he is far softer with you than anyone else he encounters, even if it is subconciously.

But in the other case, he would be head over heels in love with you, in his own slightly obsessive special way.

He'd tell you all kinds of interesting medical facts and try find ways to show off his many accomplishments as a doctor.

And if you ever become lonely without him, he'd send Archimedes to keep you company. At the end of the day, Medic only wants to keep you happy and healthy.

Demoman:

If Demo ever develops a crush on you, he becomes much more clingy and affectionate than you've ever seen him be.

When he wants your attention, he'll trot over to wherever you are and start flirting with a smirk plastered on his face.

Despite his dislike for good ol' Nessie, he'd find you a cute little plush of her to keep in your bedroom to remind you of him.

If you're feeling up to it, Demo would offer to share his scotch with you, disguising it as a fun little drinking competition between the two of you.

He knows how loud he can be, so if you happen to be bothered by his volume, he's sure to quiet down a few notches when you're in his vicinity.

Demo might be abrasive at times, but deep down, he's got a soft spot for you in his heart.

Heavy:

Heavy is such a sweetheart when he's got a crush.

He'll keep an eye on you when on a mission, always prepared to use Sasha at any time so that he knows you're safe and sound.

And when you run out of energy, he's offering you part of his sandwich to help you regain some.

Heavy will sometimes go on friendly outings with you, intimidating anyone who may mean to do you harm by acting almost like a guard dog.

If he ever sees you struggling to reach something that's just too high, he's right there to lift you onto his shoulders so you can finally grab it.

Heavy can be a little much at times, but he really enjoys being able to help you just for a chance to see you smile in his direction.

Sniper:

Sniper is the same grump he always is when he's got feelings for someone, but he's still very visibly enamored with them.

If you happen to glance his way when he's admiring you from afar, his face will grow beet red and he'll cover his face with this hat.

Anytime you have a free day around Teufort, he's inviting you to play card games in his van while you two listen to soft music coming from the radio.

If Sniper notices that someone is following you while fighting the other team, he's sure to gun them down before they can reach you, much to your relief.

Although he has spent many days underneath the harsh rays of the sun, he's always sure to make sure you have some kind of protection from it.

He may act nonchalant when you ask him how to teach you how to shoot his rifle, but the proximity has him screaming on the inside. The man has no idea how to handle it, though he can't find it in himself to mind.

Pyro:

Pyro literally doesn't change when he's got a crush, but he's always been affectionate with you so it's no different than how he acts when he's in love.

[scoutsbabygirl]

literally an audio of the reader/listener being railed by ALL OF THE MERCS

the scout voice actor does the accent PERFECTLY. there's another one too i can link if anyone's interested. shoutout to all the va's in this, was frickin' awesome!

[bingleboy]

Hey there

*slides some lint, buttons and a very bent paperclip*

do you think you could do all Merc’s headcanon about what they would do for a nightly routine (maybe with the reader I dunnoooo 😋).

*flutters eyelashes cutely*

NO WAY DUDE I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS EXACT THING BEFORE..... GET OUT OF MY FREAKING HEAD

♡ TF2 Night Routines Headcanons ♡

Written as if they are in a romantic relationship with reader :3 teehee, all SFW. sleeping together but not SLEEPING together you freak

(under a read more just bc there's a lot)

⚾️ Scout ⚾️

Usually hates going to bed, even when he’s really tired. Just laying down and doing nothing is so boring. His mind wanders a lot, keeping him awake anyways.

He doesn’t always brush his teeth and wash his face before bad. He’ll do it more if you point it out though, or do it with him. He doesn’t really care if he’s gross, but he cares about what you think.

For pajamas, he wears a white tank top and red plaid pants. It's a classic

When you’re not there, he’ll stay up drawing, reading comics (looking at the pictures), or checking himself out in the mirror until he’s so tired he can’t keep his eyes open anymore.

Oh, but if you’re there, it’s great!

Doing all those things is so much more enjoyable with company. Even if you’re not as hyper as him, he likes that you listen to him. Gives him that warm tingly feeling inside.

He's used to sharing his space, so there won't even be an awkward phase when you sleep over for the first time, just jumps right into it

If you get tired earlier than him, he might groan and tell you to stay up later so you can have more time together, but he feels bad when he sees you looking exhausted. In the end he sucks it up and goes to bed earlier. He definitely thinks you’re cute when you’re tired, he would tease you a bit about it.

Time for cuddles baby

He insists on being the big spoon if there is any spooning to be done. He likes putting his chin on your shoulder to press his cheek to yours and holding you tight.

(Maybe he'll let you be the big spoon if you've been dating a while. And if you swear not to tell anyone about it.)

Other times during cuddles, it’s not really a certain position, you’re just tangled together. As long as his arms are around you, he’s happy.

Cuddling with you definitely helps him sleep. Instead of his mind wandering to stuff that would stress him out, he’s just thinking about you and how nice and warm you are.

🥪 Heavy 🥪

Goes to bed relatively early. He has shit to do in the morning, and he is a responsible man who needs his sleep.

If you stay up late, he will not-so-subtly suggest you go to bed earlier too. He cares about your health, and if that means dragging you to bed, then so be it.

Ok he wouldn't literally drag you, but he would make you feel guilty for making him go to bed by himself

"Oh, is fine.... just me and Sasha again tonight..."

For his pajamas, I imagine a nice basic long-sleeve shirt with a collar and pants, maybe with stripes. I think he'd like to be cozy

Man is tidy. Face washed, teeth brushed, pajamas on. It's nothing fancy, but he has a good routine.

Most definitely reads before bed, he's an intellectual. He prefers reading Russian literature just to relax. It's always like a thick-ass book with a dusty cover on it

Idk if this is canon or not but I think he deserves to wear little reading glasses. It would be so cute guys come on

If you ask him to read out loud or to share the book with you, he'll be very endeared by that. Knowing that you want to share it with him is really sweet, and of course he'll read to you

You're cozied up next to him in bed while reading, maybe with some hot chocolate or tea :] AWWW

He loves it if you fall asleep resting against him, like with your head on his shoulder of his chest

He also loves it if you fall asleep first, because he finds it cute. He'll gently set his book down and turn off the bedside lamp before settling down beside you with a sleepy smile.

🔥 Pyro 🔥

Pyro looks forward to going to bed! They don't have a particular time they go to bed, but they have no problem relaxing, especially when you're there

They do take their mask off to brush their teeth and wash their face, but they will not do it in front of you. It’s not that they don’t trust you, it just feels like a private moment to them

Their pajamas could be one of two options: the blue striped pajama set + nightcap combo OR a soft onesie. My first thought was a unicorn onesie, but really there's many animal possibilities here

See "Cat's Pajamas":

When they sleep is pretty much the only time they take off their mask. It would definitely take a lot of trust for them to show their face to you

Even when they get comfortable being "bare" in front of you, they tend to be more quiet when their mask is off, like they're not used to their words being unmuffled by it. They talk softly, which is actually very comforting

After the self-care and changing is done, they go back to their room, light a scented candle, then tuck their many plushies into bed. If you’re sleeping over, you’ll be lined up with them and getting tucked in too, no way around it.

Pyro would slide into bed with you, getting cozy with the blanket up to their shoulders and turn to you.

They’re a cuddler, usually, but they really just like a simple hug facing you. Facing away from you while cuddling just feels weird.

They like listening to you talk about your day, nodding along as you speak. They might fiddle with your hair or the edge of your pajama shirt too

Now is also a good opportunity for them to talk and actually be understood! They like telling you about their day too

I think they would usually fall asleep first :]

🗡 Spy 🗡

Definitely has a velvety soft maroon robe to wear in the evenings, and besides that, it’s a silk pajama set with matching slippers. Obviously. He would tolerate nothing less.

If you're really getting serious, he'll offer you a matching robe. He's so extra he'd get your robe like embroidered with your initials on it

Yay, you get to see him with his mask off!!!

He likes to spend a long while relaxing before even getting into bed, like drinking tea or wine while reading in front of the fireplace

He takes a lot of care into making sure you're comfortable too

He's not personally into face masks or that beauty-centered self-care stuff, but he finds it endearing if you are, and will supply you with only the best products to use

He likes seeing the difference between your 'professional' self and your relaxed self when it's just the two of you. It reminds him that what you two have is special

Speaks French more often while you're winding down. He'll usually translate for you if you ask, but sometimes he'll tease you by refusing to

He's more comfortable giving affection than receiving it, though he's good at hiding that under the guise of just being a generous lover

He'd give a killer shoulder massage if you're tense. He feels proud when he can make you melt into the bed

He's not super cuddly, but he does still enjoy it if you are. He prefers sleeping on his back, so he likes to put an arm around you while you lean into his side

He could fall asleep first if he wanted to, but he keeps himself awake until he's sure you're asleep

He snores a little bit guys. It's not that bad, really, but, it is noticeable

🎯 Sniper 🎯

Just sleeps in his black boxer briefs. It’s comfortable.

Okay, if you're around (depending on how long you've been together), he might be a little more shy and wear pajama pants, but still no shirt

(biased bc i wanna see his chest teehee)

Similarly to Spy, he likes to spend his evening relaxing. He's outside on his plastic lawnchair sippin' a cold beer with the boys

He doesn't have a set time for going to bed, he'll go to bed when you do. When you're not around, I'd say 10pm is the average

He'd usually prefer sleeping in his van to sleeping in the base, just because of the noise of the others, but he finds staying in your room kind of nice too. He likes poking around your things, it's sort of like looking into your head

Wherever you sleep, he fucking loves a little bit of ambience to fall asleep to, like crickets or rain on the roof. If those aren't present, maybe the radio playing quietly

He likes holding you while cuddling, but if you want to hold him, he's kind of shook. He didn't know that was an option

He likes being held by you when it's time to sleep though. Let him put his head on your chest and he will pass out

Especially if you pet his hair?!?!?! ITS OVER

May or may not drool on you a little bit

🔧 Engineer 🔧

Wears an old t-shirt and boxers/ boxer briefs. Also a good robe and slippers enjoyer, but he usually wears those when he gets up the next morning

SILLY HEART BOXERS

He does get wrapped up in work/tinkering with things for fun, but I think he would get tired towards 10/11pm, so he's not too bad about staying up too late

He'll also go to bed sooner if you do, no questions asked. He greatly prefers going to bed together

That also means he will insist you go to bed when he does

Won't leave you alone until you agree to go to bed. Very firm on his stance, crossed arms and everything

He likes literally going through your routine together, like sharing the bathroom while washing your face and brushing your teeth :] he likes that sort of domestic comfort

He also really like seeing you in your pajamas, whatever you choose to wear. You're so pretty/handsome when you don't even try

I don't think he would usually read before bed, he wants to give his brain a little break

He'd unwind by having a soft conversation with you as you two settled into bed, go over the day and maybe make some plans for tomorrow

He always compliments you.

"You did a real good job out there today, sweetheart. You've earned some shut-eye. Sweet dreams, darlin'."

Yeah this guy fucking cuddles

Let him be the big spoon he deserves it

He logically knows you're not small or weak, you certainly don't need his protection, but like... when he holds you he just gets that warm feeling of protecting someone he loves. Like, you're safe. :] D'AWWWW

💉 Medic 💉

Also a contender for the striped pajamas + sleeping cap combo. If not that, he would wear a nice button-up pajama set.

You would think he would have a good routine since he understands order is important, but... no. No, he doesn't.

He goes to bed at wildly varying times, from between 9pm to 4am, depending on how tired the day made him and how much "important work" he has to get done

One thing he puts more care into though is the night routine for his doves. He feeds them their seed and pets their little heads before he closes the cage up for the night. He kind of thinks of it as saying goodnight to his children, and it definitely makes him smile

He has a bad habit of falling asleep at his desk. Come get your man please, he's getting back problems

💜 Miss Pauling 💜

Okay, a lot of the time she falls asleep in her day clothes. Sometimes she actually wears a nightgown- light pink, long, loose and comfy.

She finally lets her hair down and she looks so cute when she's tired (which is unfortunately a lot)

By god, does this woman need sleep.

She pushes aside her own self-care for work stuff often, but she does try to at least brush her teeth every night

By the nature of her job and just her own personality, it can be hard to relax. She's always planning ahead and thinking of the next thing. She might definitely needs your help

This would happen once in a blue moon, but her ideal night time routine is finally taking an evening to fully relax with you

Bath, scented candles, face masks, painting nails, all of it

Well, actually minus painting nails because it wouldn't last long anyway. But all the other stuff!!!

She'd also enjoy cuddling with you on the couch while watching a movie and munching on buttered popcorn. I think she can appreciate a fun rom-com, but she usually prefers more gritty action movies. She would love Mad Max I know it

More often what happens is she comes home late, groans while she kicks her shoes off, brushes her teeth, and flops into bed where you already are

At least she still gets her cuddles

🇺🇸 Soldier 🇺🇸

Sleeps in his US flag boxers and that's it

Has an alarm set for 9 o'clock, at which IT IS TIME TO GET READY FOR BED MAGGOT

you do have to go to bed at the same time as him, he is yelling at you

you take turns brushing you teeth and flossing at the sink so he can (lovingly) yell at you through that too

He's being motivational!!

"THAT'S IT SOLDIER, I WANNA SEE SMALL CIRCLES!! SMALL CIRCLES!! BARE YOUR TEETH LIKE A REAL AMERICAN"

another alarm at 10 o'clock when you should be FIRMLY tucked in

You know how kids pretend their bed is like a fortress or a castle they need to protect? I think he's like that but for real

You will be getting aggressively tucked in and kissed on the forehead

"GOODNIGHT CUPCAKE!!!!!!!!!!!"

He's okay with cuddling or not, but it's very black and white. Either he is beside you, stiff as a board, or wrapped around you leaving no possible escape

Either way, he doesn't move much in his sleep

Snores. Loudly. :(

Also wakes up at the asscrack of dawn, so look forward to that

💥 Demoman 💥

For pajamas, he wears a t-shirt and plaid pajama pants, very comfy

He likes being involved and helping with your routine if he can, like fixing you tea to drink together or brushing your hair for you

He'll shower you in compliments! YOU ARE SO STINKIN' CUTE LAD/LASS

Of course, there are plenty of nights when he is entirely too drunk to go through his routine

You can try to lug him to the bathroom and help him brush his teeth, but he is gonna be laughing and leaning on you, making it very difficult

The cuddling he likes is like. One of you is just a blanket for the other one

He really doesn't mind whether its him or you on top, he just likes it ok. It's nice when you're on top because he can rub his hands over your back

If he's drunk, he may be exhausted but he will still be yapping for a good 15 minutes

Sober demo: gentle, soothing cuddles :]

Drunk demo: vice grip you are never fucking escaping

Also lots of kisses on your face, drunk or sober

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it :]

[emotionally-happy-pyro]

Ooc: I know, I know, fics aren't usually what I reblog here. But this fic here made me feel so much better about myself- I couldn't have asked for more! This completely exceeded my expectations for my request, and I can't thank you enough for writing this comfort fic.

The best thing I can offer you is more fans that can appreciate your writing as much as I do, so;

'Ro fans! Please check out Rori's stuff! They are an amazing writer, and they have a few tf2 things written out already! Please, please go support them if you're a fanfic reader!

Hello Rori!! <33

May I request Sniper, Medic and.. hmm, maybe Scout or Pyro with comforting the reader?

To be more precise, if it's alright:

Reader is sweet and always trying to keep everyone happy as well as the vibes up around the base- always making sure everyone is appreciated and cared for, but maybe they're starved for affection themselves? Maybe they're afraid of being too overbearing or 'bugging' everyone. So one day they go up to (merc) and ask if they're being too much and that's when they get comforted? Maybe some comfort cuddles and such- whatever you think suits the character!

A drabble would be preffered, please!

-@simp999 ♡

(Also, thank you for being so kind and sweet to interact with!! I'm so glad I found your blog- lots of respect for all the effort put in as well!)

shy away ; mercs x reader

pairing: sniper/medic/scout x gn!reader

authors note: hello! and thank you!! your words mean soso much, i love this ask!! - also i apologize for posting so late :(

disclaimer: none! pure fluff, mentions of spy/engi in scout's. :)

SNIPER:

The battle neared its end, BLU considerably pushed back this time around and it was unbearably visible. Y/n was shooting around; running up to any merc who needed the assistance they needed. Sniper took a seat at the table in the rec room, observing you. You had just gotten water for Heavy and were conversing with Demo, his slurred mouth pouting from their loss as you kindly spoke praises to lift his mood.

Of course, everyone noticed how sweet and considerate you were, it was your best trait... and they appreciated you deeply for it. But Sniper had always wondered if you had been taken care of all the same.

As the room began to file out, you let out a heavy sigh, knowing you did the best you could. Sniper stood, making you turn your head; you send a smile at him. "Didn't notice you were here," you say. Sniper nods, sending a small smile in return. "I have some water I grabbed from the supply room. I know today was... rough. Is there anything that you need?" You asked with your eyes pointed up with question. The New Zealander shook his head, shifting the rifle on his shoulder.

"No, roo. I'm alright," With his head tilted down, he about walked off before you opened your mouth; the sound of you shifting your shoe against the pavement lifted his ears. Sniper looked behind him, eyes on yours. You stood small, shoulders low, and eyes the sweetest he's seen. His eyebrows furrowed now. "Well, on with it then..." He spoke, turning his body to you.

"Am I too much sometimes?" Sniper was caught off guard by this. "Like, when I'm always checking it... I can understand if it's annoying or overbearing when I'm always asking." With every word you spoke, Sniper felt his heart sink just a little bit more. The team needed someone like you. They needed your tender heart when the battle was unforgiving. Your gentle hand when the rough of the gun scarred and tore theirs. They needed someone like you.

Sniper huffed, walking over as he placed both hands on your shoulders, leaning to meet your eyes. "You've never been," you gulped, feeling your cheeks warm. "You mean more to this team than ya' believe, mate." You dip your head to hide your face, Sniper smiles before wrapping his arms around you.

"This is… nice." You laughed as you melted in his hold, comfort washing over you.

"You deserve the care and attention just as much as we do."

. . .

And as time passed, he rubbed your back as you held him. Frequently, he'd sway, but only to find your eyes closed. Sniper then took that as his cue, one hand on your shoulder and the other taking his hat off. The Aussie laid it on top of your head, leaving you looking up at him.

"Let’s go watch a movie.”

MEDIC:

You were helping Medic pick up, politely asking where goes where and what does what... curiosity always found in the dusted books and pristine tools that scatter his room. It was nearing the end of the day; time had settled and nearly everyone was asleep. The clock is sung at 12AM, letting you know it is time for you to head to bed as well.

You have always helped clean up and provide assistance to those who need it... especially with Miss Pauling. Always lending out a hand when it's needed. The day was long, the mercs were exhausted, and you sure as hell were too... but you could always get sleep the next coming hour, right?

Medic let out a hefty sigh with a rub at his temples, your instincts kicked in. "Medic?" You hummed in question, the man looking up with tired eyes.

"Ja?" His voice croaked, his eyebrows now raised with inquiry. As you started to place his surgical tools neatly on his steel table, you began:

"Are you alright?" You look up at him, and the man huffs a small smile. His, then leaned stance, against his operation table was left to approach you.

"Yes, mein freund," (my friend) he puts a hand on your shoulder as he takes the rest of his tools from you. "Go get some rest. You need your 8 hours!" He chirped despite his sluggish posture, not convincing you enough. You noticed the eyebags that slumped, the movements that slowed, the yawns that escaped... undeniably, he was tired.

"Well... what about you?" You ask, leaving Medic slightly confused as he turns his shoulder, glasses falling to the tip of his nose.

"How do you mean, Y/n?" You take a deep breath and cross your arms. Medic raises an eyebrow, his free hand pushing his spectacles up to their original place.

"You should get some sleep... I can pick up the rest. I know it's been a tough week, so I can help!" and in response, Medic's lip quirks humorously. "Really, I can!" As much as you try to persuade him, he doesn't budge.

"I know you can," fondly, he looks at you. "But doctor's rules, Y/n." He walks past you and continues to aid to his unkept office. You were left biting your lip, hands clasped together in front of you as you continued to let your mind race. Perhaps you were pushing Medic towards something he didn't want? Maybe he was annoyed with your continuous advances of lifting the heavy load of his job... what were you to say about what he can and cannot do?

With a knitted brow, your mouth gapes open with the intention to speak. "Hey," you nearly whispered, intimidated by your own question. The German man's head pops out from his desk, a small 'Ja?', making you aware of his reply. "Am I too much sometimes?"

"Wie bitte?" (Excuse me?) Medic, caught off guard entirely, lifts from the floor with his palms leaned against his workspace. You swallowed hard, his tone higher than usual.

"Like... when I try to help or ask if you're doing alright," you timidly voiced. "I understand how it can be draining with my constant check-ups and stuff." The doctor sent you a small smile, whether you saw it or not with your chin tucked close to your chest... he let out a laugh, walking towards you with both hands now placed on your shoulders. You look up at him, cheeks flushed with his sudden hold.

"As a doctor, nobody checks up on me. I'm always delighted by your check-ups, Liebling." With every word he spoke, your lip curled into a pout, your heart softening. Medic patted your head. "You always do the best you can for everyone, but remember to take care of yourself, ja?" Suddenly, Medic is met with a breath-losing hug. Though his chuckle is shallow, his arms wrap around you just as tightly.

"Thank you."

"No," he shakes his head, hands now cupping your face. "Thank you!" He cheeses, leaving you a small laughing fit of his big smile. "You're help is always deeply appreciated, schatz." (Treasure).

Coo

"Ooh, even Archimedes thinks so!"

SCOUT:

Scout was... undeniably, very beat up. He groaned and whined as you gently pressed alcohol swabs against his injuries upon his arm. "Ow! Y/n, is this really necessary?" You sighed, throwing the swab in the trash and retrieving a large bandaid in turn.

"Yes, Scout... I can't have you getting infections or something, it's a pretty big gash," You spoke as you placed the wrap on the lower part of his elbow. "I can't have you whining all hurt like this."

"And Scout, please keep drinking your water."

The man scowled as he took a large sip from his cup, the swirly straw found from the back of the cabinet in the kitchen. (Scout likes the swirly straw, wink wink... but tell no one.)

. . .

As time passed, and Scout continuously cursed at the sting of the alcohol... he was finally all patched up. You lifted from your arched position, back cracking as you stretched. "Alright, you're done." You huff in exhaustion. This boy knows no boundaries when it comes to the battlefield...

The Boston boy leaped from the couch and placed his cup down, water splashing out with a plat; Scout was thankful he was done. "Are you feeling okay? If not I can get some painkillers, I bet Medic has some..."

"Y/n! C'mon man, I'm good!" His balled fist hits your shoulder playfully, rolling his eyes as he checks out the bandaids on his arm. "Stop worryin' over little ol' me, it'll save you from getting greys... take Spy for example! He's just as bad as Engi being a helicopter mom... god, how did they even become a thing."

You chuckled softly, hand holding your shoulder as you listened to him ramble on again. For as long as he talked, he hadn't realized you weren't listening, your eyes spacing off. The boy tilted his head. "Y/n?" ... "Y/n!" Your head perked up at the sound of your name.

"Hm? Yeah?" You hummed. Scout read you like a book; your hand placed at your shoulder, spacing off, sad face... that's 'anxious Y/n face'; he somethin' was up.

"You good? You seem kinda off." He asked, furrowed eyebrows as he leaned forward... arms crossed as he looked you over to see if anything was upsetting you.

You shook your head, waving a hand as you backed away. "Oh, yeah! I'm good, just. Oh, just thinking." You turned and immediately started to pick up the first-aid supplies and his half-finished cup. But before you could lift the glass from the table, Scout's hand surrounded yours to keep the cup where it was.

"Talk to me."

Scout was a sweet boy. He may talk a lot, and may not think much of what he says... but when he knows when to listen, he does. You take a deep breath, pulling your hand away from his. "Do you ever get annoyed by me? Genuinely..." You ask, biting the inside of your cheek nervously. Scout blinked.

"Huh?!"

"Well, you know what I mean!" You exclaim in response, shrugging. "Y'know I'm always making sure you're alright and if you need anything... people can get annoyed when I'm always checking in." You frown, and Scout places his hands on his waist now before approaching you.

"Which people?" He asks and you tilt your head.

"Wha-?" Your nose scrunches in confusion.

"Which people find you annoying when you check up on 'm?" There was a moment of silence, your head slowly lowering in thought. The boy lifted his hand and tapped your chin, motioning for you to look at him. "Y'know I'd beat them up in a millisecond if someone said somethin'!" With a swift lift of his arm, he flexed. You huff, worry still washed over you. Scout eased up, turning to slump down on the couch. He patted the seat next to him. "C'mon, sit."

You sighed and followed, sitting down next to him, only to have an arm wrapped around your shoulders... You were now leaning completely against him. Scout shook you slightly. "You really don't know, do ya?" he finally speaks, your head turned to look at him. You blink. "Oh boy..."

"'Oh, boy,' what!" You frown, your heart picking up a pace as you tense in his hold. The Boston boy chuckled.

"Everybody loves your help!" He chimes, looking up at you brightly. "You remember the other day when Pyro was yabberin' off about something?" "Yeah..."

"They were upset because they messed something up on their drawing. They immediately thought of you, Y/n." Your heart begins to warm.

"Oh, and Spy needed your help on whatever the hell he was doing. Kept saying, 'Where's Y/n? Where's Y/n?' It was like he was a broken record, pfft, embarrassing."

"That was... you, Scout." Your lip curls into a smile, and Scout blushes.

"Well, whatever! Moral of the story," he waves his hands in a dramatic flare. You chuckle. "People love ya! And we're always there for you as you are for us." He pats your shoulder as you lean against him once more. "But that also means you gotta take care of yourself too... you're just as important. Ya always will be."

Sniffle.

"Aaalright, c'mere," swiftly, Scout grabs the blanket from the arm of the couch, wrapping you up. "Take a nap, Y/n. You deserve it."

And you did. With a warm heart and a proud Scout, life was pretty good.

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rorichuu!

[cluelessatthispoint]

Master List

This is my first try at making a master list. If anything, doesn't work or if anyone has any tips on how to make everything look cleaner, please don't hesitate to reach out via ask box.

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TF2 fics

Never Leaving

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712546844782231552/never-leaving?source=share

TF2 Mercs on their Day Off

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712628013851918336/tf2-mercs-on-their-day-off?source=share

Lovely Surprise

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712718661275779072/lovely-surprise?source=share

tf2 Mercs Babysitting Style

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712892784995106816/tf2-mercs-babysitting-style?source=share

Cuddling With Medic

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712907808156303360/cuddling-with-medic?source=share

What the Mercs are like when You're Sick

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/712985757266165760/what-the-mercs-are-like-when-youre-sick?source=share

First Impressions

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713086677455945728/first-impressions?source=share

Nightlight

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713178671247228928/nightlight?source=share

Which Mercs Give the Best Hugs

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713254232322605056/which-mercs-give-the-best-hugs?source=share

Heavy Feelings

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713417925359435776/heavy-feelings?source=share

Running on Empty

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713540360841904128/running-on-empty?source=share

Mercs at a pride event

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713626058541416448/tf2-fic-request-someall-the-mercs-first-pride?source=share

Heavy finding a cat

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713641476338384896/i-politely-ask-for-heavy-finding-and-taking-care?source=share

How the Mercs Would Take Care of Their Stressed s/o

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713713483367186432/can-i-have-headcanon-of-how-each-mercs-deals-with?source=share

What Kinds of Drinks the Merc Would Be

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/713994203199307776/what-kinds-of-drinks-the-merc-would-be?source=share

Afraid Of the Dark

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714073364459929601/afraid-of-the-dark?source=share

Mercs with S/O who broke a bone

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714263073390755840/howd-mercs-react-when-their-so-broke-a-bone-in?source=share

Pyro x Spy x Engineer (head in a fridge)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714522666967744512/pyro-x-spy-x-engineer-but-its-blue-spy-and-they?source=share

Boots and bombs (spooky request)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714625992477605888/boots-n-bombs-but-spooky-werewolf-demo?source=share

Engineer Head cannons

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714718739490357248/i-saw-your-requests-were-open-and-i-just-had-to?source=share

Demoman finds a kitty

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714721308955541504/writing-request-demoman-finds-a-kitty?source=share

Soldier x engineer nsfw

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714818601201303552/could-u-possibly-write-a-bit-of-soft?source=share

Heavy x Medic (monsters)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714988490409000960/heavymedic-but-medic-is-frankenstein-while-heavy?source=share

Mercs finding a borzoi dog

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/714990223161016320/writing-requests-any-of-the-mercs-find-a?source=share

Mercs on the internet

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715048610990112768/what-do-you-think-each-of-the-mercs-favorite?source=share

Mercs reacting to a stoned reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715165552119791616/mercs-reacting-to-a-stoned-reader?source=share

Secrets Hurt

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715232998681870336/secrets-hurt?source=share

Cooking with Soldier

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715322351809626112/soldier-walked-into-the-dinning-room-with-an-extra?source=share

Platonic Yandere Mercs x sibling reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715351650087337984/hello-since-request-are-open-may-i-ask-for?source=share

Daddy (engineer x male reader) nsfw

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715364337033822208/hi-hi-i-was-wondering-if-you-could-do-some?source=share

Hide and seek with Pyro (pyro x spy)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715430314295623680/hi-its-platonic-yandere-anom-here-again-im-so?source=share

Mercs on their days off

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715491458487058432/hello-i-apologise-if-this-is-not-written-very?source=share

Emesis blue Demo and Soldier sharing reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715515353720078336/yandere-emesis-blu-demo-and-soldier-sharing-or?source=share

Freedom Fries with tenta-spy x soldier (nsfw)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/715984068565729280/freedom-fries-but-with-tenta-spy-it-being-nsfw-or?source=share

Yandere Emesis Blue Heavy x Fighting Obsessed Reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/716121178693091328/whos-your-favorite-eb-character-i-gotta-say-it?source=share

Platonic Engineer (not a fan of smoking)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/716343252696055808/hello-hello-im-aware-that-you-made-a-platonic?source=share

Yandere engineer x opposite team soldier

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/716770274068004864/i-just-saw-a-video-of-some-cupcakes-and-for-some?source=share

Engineer x Pyro (Maskless)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/716780901323915264/engineer-x-pyro-pyro-showing-engineer-there-face?source=share

Yandere Emesis Blue Medic x Reader (who is inside the Conagher slaughterhouse)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/717142844282945536/yandere-emesis-blue-yandere-blu-medic-finding?source=share

Yandere Mercs

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/717167949652393984/hi-sorry-if-this-is-badly-written-im-not-good?source=share

Engineer angst

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/718167595241652224/hi-saw-ur-reqs-open-3-could-you-persnaps-make?source=share

Centaur Engineer x Fire Demon Pyro reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/719784656128671744/centaur-engineer-x-fire-demon-pyro-3?source=share

Platonic yandere Demoman x Soldier reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/768543927848615936/hello-since-requests-are-open-may-i-ask-for-a?source=share

Platonic Yandere Mercs x Pyro Reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/768714938746306560/ougjsjs-i-beg-of-you-some-platonic-mercsyandere?source=share

Platonic Yandere Dad Spy x opposing team child reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/769123771752890368/i-love-dadmedic-or-dadspy-bc-there-is-so-much?source=share

Pyro Headcannons

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/769262138332233728/can-i-get-literally-any-headcannons-u-have-about?source=share

platonic RED!Scout with a BLU!Scout Reader

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/769312706033483776/hi-hello-how-are-you-good-i-hope-i-was?source=share

Mistaken Identity

Zed Conagher x wife reader (nsfw)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/782135486580916224/i-dont-know-if-youre-still-taking-requests-but?source=share

Only One Left

(gn reader x emesis blue scout)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/784986368481820672/i-dont-know-if-your-still-taking-emesis-blue?source=share

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Dragon's Hoard

(inspired by docduco and bluegiragi)

Dragon's Hoard pt.1

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/771988272401498112/a-dragons-hoard-pt1?source=share

Dragon's Hoard Pt.2

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/772787466315890688/a-dragons-hoard?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt.3

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/773421572854775808/dragons-hoard-pt3?source=share

-What If someone tries to kidnap the baby from dragons hoard how would they react and how would they get the baby back? (ask)

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/773950476141084672/what-if-someone-tries-to-kidnap-the-baby-from?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt 4

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/774524264594456576/a-dragons-hoard-pt-4?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt 5

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/776489994993958912/dragons-hoard-pt-5?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 6

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/778303632561029120/dragons-hoard-pt-6?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 7

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/779948228101685248/dragons-horde-part-7?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 8

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/782036996660002816/dragons-horde-part-8?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 9

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/783172245349629952/dragons-hoard-pt-10?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt.10

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/784300165942165504/dragons-hoard-pt-10?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 11

https://www.tumblr.com/cluelessatthispoint/784299884572459008/dragons-hoard-ch-10?source=share

Dragon's Hoard pt. 12 (coming soon)

[th3tism]

Ice skating ❄️⛸️

Warnings: cursing

Mercs: scout, sniper, medic, demo, engineer, soldier

Scout

He fucking sucks at ice skating, I'ma be honest with you 😭

Probably falls on his face every 10 to 20 minutes if he's lucky

He's really trying, I promise

He'll either cling onto the nearest wall or hold your hand so he doesn't bust his ass on the ice 😭

Medic

He's a show off.

He's actually really good, so he'll just skate around casually

He'll do little spins and shit

He'd probably make fun of you if you fell down, or if you didn't know how to ice skate

Sniper

Kinda like Scout, except not as bad

Still probably falling down a bit but he gets the hang of it

WILL hold your hand, just so he doesn't fall down (but if he does he's bringing you down with him)

Demo

He's usually always drunk, so he's tripping and falling every 1 minute

When sober, he's probably just an average ice skater

Like he's not terrible, but he can't do any tricks

All he knows how to do is turn, and go straight

Engineer

Like demo, he's an average skater

Knows the basics of skating, and he isn't tripping and falling everywhere

Probably attached a little gadget to his skates so it's a lot easier to not fall on his ass

Soldier

DO NOT LET THIS MAN GO ICE SKATING

I REPEAT! DO NOT LET THIS MAN GO ICE SKATING!

He will find a way to break the ice. Like all of it. The entire rink

He also has no clue how to skate

Not only will he be yelling, but he will also be tripping and falling

[bluespace-writer]

Look at that.

TF 7th comic made me cry of joy so bad I came back here to write fanfic about reader joining the family

So- anyone interested in more Reader who visited on Smissmas story expansion?

My idea: Since we have 7 years time skip and Scout talks to "us" as good friends oh his that stuck around... I think I can work with that. So, anyone here interested?

Edit:

I made it: Seat saved for you

[meiliarotten]

i need the insight of the tf2 smut expert (complimentary) on this one... which of the mercs prefers tits and which one prefers ass?

First off- I am honored to be considered the tf2 smut expert. Now- on to the ultimate question.

🍑 or 🍒?

🔞MINORS DNI🔞

The Masterlist

👟 Scout 👟

Oooooh I had to ponder this one for a long while. Now, I personally headcanon Scout as bi (like me), so I finally decided he likes both, but specifically tits for women and ass for men. If you’re non-binary it’s a coin toss. As in he’ll probably literally flip a damn coin.

🦅 Soldier 🦅

My reasoning here literally had me looking up muscle groups in the human body. Soldier strikes me as a man attracted to strength. Literally look at Zhanna. She definitely pegs him and he’s not ashamed of it. As such, I think he’s an ass man- largest muscle in the body, y’know? Yeah. My high school biology teacher would be proud to see what I’m doing with that hard earned education.

🔥 Pyro 🔥

Pyro likes any squishable soft part of your body- tits, ass, belly, it’s all fair game, but if they had to choose, they would go with tits. They’re the easiest to squeeze if they hug you from behind, they like the way they feel when you’re cuddling and they’re pressed up against them, big or small, breasts are just perfect! Plus, if you have an especially sensitive chest, Pyro will definitely take full advantage of that during foreplay

💥 Demo 💥

For Demo, it comes down to what’s easiest to grab in the moment- and that tends to be your ass. It’s easy to give it a quick squeeze in the corner of a bar or even in passing on the battlefield, just to tease you a bit- tits aren’t nearly as subtle. So yeah, it’s ass all the way for this one.

🥊 Heavy 🥊

I struggled with this for a long while but I finally settled on tits. Heavy is much bigger than most of his lovers, and so he prefers for them to ride on top so that they can take him at their own pace. This position makes it pretty easy for him to caress your chest or simply watch the way your tits bounce as you ride him. It’s a view he can’t get enough of!

🔧 Engie 🔧

Ass. I had to consult a fellow smut expert on this one cause I was stuck, and they’re reasoning basically boils down to a particular smutty scenario where Engie bends you over his desk and goes to town- hence resulting in the ass preference. I also personal feel like he wouldn’t be shy about spanking either.

🏥 Medic 🏥

Assl Tits. THIGHS. I will perish on this hill, Medic is a thigh appreciator above all else. Mans will go down on you for hours just to be cushioned between a pair of thighs. He’ll leave bite marks on the soft flesh. A pair of thigh high stockings will fucking slay him, as illustrated in this fic by lil ol me.

🦘 Sniper 🦘

Ass for sure. This might have something to do with the “wild man” energy Sniper gives off. Something about him just screams feral, and that includes taking you ass up and face down whenever the mood arises.

🌹 Spy 🌹

Tits, especially if they’re accentuated with some fancy lingerie. Spy will gladly worship your chest if you want him to. He’ll even buy you outfits that show off your curves with plunging necklines just for him to admire you in. Kinda like a sugar daddy

So yeah, those are my hot takes on what each merc prefers. You want a source? My source is that I made it the fuck up

Jk, this is all in good fun, and I’d love to see y’all’s opinions as well! These are the discussions we should be having, people!

[aerowolf]

the mercs realize it's your bday and you didn't tell anyone because your family doesn't do birthdays

I’m so sorry this is a mess between British and American english. I have an American parent and a Canadian one so it messed me up lolll

if didn't include a Merc you wanted, feel free to request and I'll try and add them :]

includes: Miss Pauling & offense classes

cute platonic, gn!reader

warnings: n/a, this is basically all fluff

You'd rather not make a big deal of it being your birthday, even though it is you were taught that birthdays aren't a big deal and your family never really did them.

You kind of wish someone would care but you feel guilty about that so you choose not to tell anyone about it

The only one of these who actually knows it's your birthday is Miss Pauling, who’s seen your personnel files

Miss Pauling

She knows it's your birthday, and instead of ignoring it she decides to at least discreetly make it a good day for you

She arrives on base for a routine inspection, clipboard in hand, but once she's done with the main thing, instead of leaving, she comes to your room

"I saw that it's your birthday today. I don't know if you celebrate, or anything, but, uh, I thought you'd like a gift. Maybe."

She hands you a box, inside are some candy bars and a plush of a bear

"I know it's not exactly the nicest thing, and I know it's kinda... stereotypical... but, y'know, I thought you'd like something. So, happy birthday. From me.” She’s really shy about it, you get the feeling she didn’t--probably still doesn’t--really get to celebrate birthdays either. 

She offers you a ride on her motorbike, something nice, on the open road--away from this base for a little while. You accept, taking a seat behind her, enjoying the open air--though it is pretty hot out. You guys talk, just enjoying the time.

She smiles at you as you get back. “Happy birthday. You deserve it.”

You thank her and even give her a hug. It’s nice that you got this for once. 

Scout

He has no idea whatsoever that it’s your birthday. He’s interacting with you like usual, teasing you, just hanging out. You’re happy as you talk that day; he’s always good at making you laugh and smile.

At some point he notices that you’re a little down, as much as you may try to hide it, he can tell. You’re his friend, and even though he might act like he doesn’t care sometimes, you know he does. A lot.

You tell yourself you don’t want anything on your birthday, that it’s easier if no one knows, but secretly, you do.

“Hey, what’s up? C’mon, ya know I can tell when something’s wrong.” 

You tell him it’s nothing. 

“You sure? Really? You’re kinda… I dunno, sadder than usual.” After he asks a few times, you finally come out and tell him. You don’t say much. Just “It’s my birthday.”

“No kiddin’? Well, why didn’t ya tell me?” He comes off pretty strong. You feel kind of apologetic for mentioning it, and look away from him. “Aw, hey. Y’know what--it don’t matter. I’m gonna throw you a party like you ain’t never seen, believe me.”

You try to tell him you don’t want a party--well, you do. Maybe. No you don’t. Well, sure. But not a big one. He’s really sweet and enthusiastic about it. “Someone like you deserves a big birthday--but if you don’t want it, dat’s okay. Ya know, we could just hang out, or somethin’. You n’ me, yeah?” 

You tell him you’d like that a lot. You both find a quiet spot in the base where you can just talk. He messes around, too, and pops in a Tom Jones record. 

He’s a little shy, a little embarrassed, but he even sings happy birthday to you. He just seems glad no one can hear him. He doesn’t have a gift handy for you, but he ends up scribbling you a quick doodle of him telling you happy birthday. It’s misspelt, but the drawing is cute, and you keep it. “I hope ya had a good day. I’m just sorry I didn’t know sooner.” You tell him that it wasn’t his fault, how could he have known? 

After all is done, he gives you an awkward hug. You smile and return it.

Soldier

He’s a little crazy so he’s just hanging around base, today he had the idea to strip and cover himself in honey, so everyone has had to convince him to please not do that, and now he’s just moping around, muttering about how anti patriotic this all is.

You sit next to him and mope as well. Unlike him, no one knows the reason you’re moping. To anyone else’s point of view, you’re just comforting him--for whatever weird reason. But he sees that you’re just as sad as him.

“What’s wrong, maggot? Is there someone who needs to see my fists meet their face?”

You tell him no, no one did anything. You’re a little intimidated by him, and you don’t see much reason to tell him anyways. But it’s nice sitting with a friend. 

“If it’s not a person, then… it must be an object! Give it to me and I will destroy it immediately.” He’s being as sweet as he can, you smile and shake your head.

You sit there for a bit, smiling as you watch the other mercs come and go. Today isn’t a bad day, just a little sad. Later, you plan to find some kind of sweet treat to eat alone.

Soldier stands up, at attention, and points at you. “MAGGOT, AS YOUR SUPERIOR AND SENIOR, I ORDER YOU TO TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG!”

With a sad smile and a chuckle you finally tell him.

“Your birthday?” Soldier seems genuinely surprised. He places a hand on his chin and thinks. “We cannot go without celebrating! This is momentous!”

Although you try to protest, he turns to the base, stating to every other merc, “LISTEN UP! IT IS Y/N’S BIRTHDAY AND WE WILL CELEBRATE!” 

He makes it his personal mission to decorate for a party that very evening, even gets a cake and everything. He makes every other merc sing happy birthday with him. Maybe this isn’t so bad.

You give him a big hug, and he is surprised at first, but proceeds to give a gentle laugh and hug back.

Pyro

You see Pyro colouring with crayons and coloured pencils on their break, and you sit by them. You don’t really understand what they’re saying a lot of the time, but you enjoy hanging out with them. It’s a long period of silence before you join them in colouring. Regardless of your artistic skills, they’re impressed and encourage you, and are very happy when you show them what you’ve been working on. 

After a little while you get kind of bored and sad. You’ve tried to enjoy this day but it’s another bittersweet birthday. You’re happy to hang out with Pyro though, even though they don’t know what day it is.

Pyro notices that you’ve stopped colouring with them, and that you’re looking at the ground instead, messing with the cracks in the floor.

“Huddah hrmmf mmmrph?” You don’t understand what they’re saying exactly, but you smile at them. They seem to be asking what’s wrong, why you stopped, why you seem so sad.

You hesitate for a moment before finally confessing. They seem to mostly understand what you mean, and they lean back, thinking. 

After a few seconds, they stand up and help pull you off the floor. They point to their room, and you follow them. It’s an odd combination of scorch marks, colourful drawings, weapons, and art supplies. They lead you to a wardrobe and pull out a box. 

Surprisingly, you can see that it's fully wrapped. Did they somehow know it was your birthday? Do they keep these gifts on hand for the mercs?

You won’t get an answer, but they excitedly push it out and offer it to you. “Huddah hmmph!” They sound almost like they are smiling behind the mask. You take the box and open it. It’s got crayons, pencils, and… wow, that’s a drawing of you and them.

You smile, almost ready to tear up, and thank them. You give them a hug, and you notice that they’re hugging you back even harder. Maybe they don’t really understand, but this is sweet.

[d-a-n-n-y-y]

𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗫 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥! 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥.ᐟ.ᐟ

A/n: just a thought I had in mind;)) might be ooc? Not sure Sorry I just get worried how I write😭 let me know if I did something wrong so I could improve!

» Tags: highschool au, fluff,cheerleader!reader, jock! Scout, reader is female

➤ Warnings: none ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜!! But..injuries mentioned nothing too extreme though

» Pairings: scout x reader

HEADCANONS ❕

A baseball athlete and a cheerleader? Gold combination.

Oh he definitely loves you so much

love seeing you cheering on him in games absolutely loses his mind when you cheer for him specially in his games

Always hyping you up during one of your performances even cheering out your name.

“YEAH! THATS MY GIRLFRIEND THERE!BEAT IT SUCKAHS—!”

Honestly the school doesn’t even know how you and scout even end up together.

He always mentions your name to his team, which makes them groan in complaint.

You two will be in the locker room and he will have his arm resting on your shoulder or holding your waist while he talks to his teammate.

PDA guy— will spin you around carry you on his shoulders anything to show you off.

And yes he will show himself just for you to see during a game tournament event.

Expect a kiss every time he scores or win.

“Babe—babe—did ya see that? That touchdown? I did that for you. Now C’mon, where’s my kiss–What? In front of everyone? Well yeah that's the point!”

Love seeing you in your uniform and will not shut up about how good you look.

Even when you two are together he still get little nervous around you 🤷‍♀️

If a some football player tries to flirt with you? He he’ll be irritated the audacity on that guy thinking he can charm around his girl?

Interrupts the conversation and his hand will drape into your shoulder showing that your already taken

“Oh what’s up? Didn’t see ya there. Babe, let’s go.”

And then you both walk off and plus you giggling.

I guess he still has to balance his education so you always tutor him at any subject he’s struggling with and help each other out.

Arcade hang outs! And then you both will hotdogs together later on.

If he gets injured during practice you’ll definitely bandage him up with his goofy smug of his admiring you while you do the work.

……………………

Ight that’s it;))

[prettyboypistol]

Hi, first. I just want to say I love your blog! And I also wanted to request, how the mercs would react to an M!Reader with a daddy kink

TF2 Mercs Being Called "Daddy" || TF2 x M!Reader +18 MDNI

Scout

More confused than anything at first. You're no girl, after all. It weirds him out a little when you pull him to bed and call him Daddy.

It takes him a second to really understand that "oooooh this is a domination thing." and then he hops right in on the kink with gusto.

Honestly? Is more down to call you Daddy rather than you calling him that.

Pyro

Oh god, that's a weird one lol

They immediately start sweetly murmuring in your ear, gently feeling you up, and loving on you extra. It's like- they especially don't want to hurt you now that you've said that.

Is more into the caretaker role than you initially thought! Overall a wonderful experience for those looking for a soft dom!

Soldier

Doesn't like being called Daddy, prefers Sir if you're gonna be submissive.

"I'm not your sissy of a father, son! I am your superior and you will address me as such. Now, let me hear a "Sir, yessir!"

Will call you son/sonny if you're down for that, but if you're not, then just "private" is alright by his books.

Engie

Secretly has a massive daddy kink too, on the receiving end of it. As soon as you call him Daddy he's almost busted in his overalls as he stammers out excuses.

Has a bit of a kink for calling you his baby, his sunshine, and his little darling, etc. Things that make you feel smaller.

"Shh, it's alright sunshine, let Daddy take care of all them needs of yours."

Heavy

He doesn't understand at first, thinking that you have a thing for roleplayed incest. It's not the weirdest thing he's been down to fuck around with, but you're now high on the list.

Either way, he's down to clown around with you, calling you things like his little bear, his sweetness, and his little lover.

After you explain the details and intricacies of your kink, he understands it better and knows how to play the role a lot better than the first time.

Demoman(my beloved)

Laughs a little bit at first, but is absolutely down to be called Daddy.

"Looking for a shag with yer Daddy, huh? I can work with that."

Makes jokes about how he's an old man now, how his hips hurt from thrusting, and how "you young people and your libido" are gonna be the death of him. (all in good fun, of course.)

Sniper

Confusion, realization, and then the fun part- roleplay. He's one of the better daddy doms of the mercs when he's in the mood to actually give it his all.

Mostly, sex is a relief and a slow massage of tension out of him, so the intense stuff is usually once in a blue moon when he's really jealous, angry, or just pent up and needs to blow a load.

Will probably go in for a little bit of swatting on your ass as a playful joke, but if you're also into that be prepared to be tied by your wrists over his lap and spanked as you sob out for mercy.

Medic

He brings up Freud, and you cannot stop him. He asks you a million questions about how you first developed your kink, why does he exude the energy of someone you'd call Daddy, etc. (well, at least you're being open about your kinks before going to bed!)

Is totally fine with you calling him Daddy, hell, he probably gets off on it too!

I'm so sorry but he does hook you up to some medical shit and murmurs how "Daddy's going to take very good care of you." to see how your heartrate spikes.

Spy

Finally some good fucking food

He's canonically a semi-silver fox, so he loves to be called Daddy in the bedroom. To have you so submissive, so eager for him, it makes him feel 20 years younger but also 30 years wiser and more intelligent.

He like the feeling of control that comes with the title. It makes him feel like he doesn't have to be too vulnerable, only domineering and firm with you, albeit with a touch of kindness to keep you invested.

[m-musings]

Headcanons: TF2 Mercs + Dumb Pickup Lines

Word Count:268 Warnings/ Other Notes: just spoutin' bullshit here, pre-established relationships, just fluff obvi

Scout:

"Are you Babe Ruth? Because you're knocking me outta the park!"

"Scout, that was the dumbest thing i've ever heard."

"Why are ya blushin' then?"

"... shut up..."

"Love you too, doll!"

Soldier:

"You must be a rocket because you're blowing me away!"

"Did Sniper make you say that?"

"No! Demo did!"

"Oh, well that's very sweet of you either way!"

Spy:

"Is your name Bond because you've got a license to thrill!~"

"Very cute, mon ange, but I am a much better agent than that hack."

"Well damn, that's the last time I try to be romantic."

Engineer:

"Are you a gear because you've got all my wheels turnin'!"

"Wait, that's actually so cute!"

"'Course it is, darlin', it's about you!"

Medic:

"Are you a surgeon because you've taken my heart!"

"Alright, Who did you dissect this time?!"

"Nobody!... At least- uh, not yet..."

Demoman:

"Are ya a sword because ya look sharp!"

"Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah and I've got a glass righ' here for ya! Wanna join me?~"

Heavy:

"Are you a sandvich because I want to eat you up! Is a good one, no?"

"You have to spend less time with Scout, honey..."

"Awww, but I thought line was clever!"

Sniper:

"I must be a rifle, 'cause my sights are set on you."

"Feeling love-y today, are we?"

"What can I say, darling? I'm a romantic at heart."

Pyro:

"Murr hurr mmh huddah? 'Crpyha mhph srphha hrt!" (Are you a fire? 'Cause you're smoking hot!)

"Thank you, but, you're not actually gonna set me on fire, are you?"

"Nrht hrrdsh erh phrnt mur drh!" (Not unless you want me to!)

[boobook1tty]

Christmas with the Mercs HCs

happy holidays! headcanons of how each merc would celebrate Christmas, and some of the gifts they would get you Warnings: alcohol, setting stuff on fire, blowing stuff up, general holiday chaos, poorly written

Scout

Wakes up at 5 am, and runs downstairs only to find literally nobody awake so he sits and waits

Accidentally ends up waking everybody up in the process

But he does make everybody on the team a present!

Wraps them poorly in printer paper, or some of Engie’s thrown away blueprints 

He hands you the present he got you, with is in a cardboard box and wrapped with blue paper and tons of clear tape 

Prefers to make you something but will buy you something as well

Such as a duct tape wallet, a drawing, or some music cds he found at the thrift store he’d think you’d like!

Uses this as an opportunity to give Miss Pauling a gift, only for her to be working :(

Give him baseballs or something Tom jones related and he will be crying from happiness <3

Pyro

Is the one who got the Christmas tree

Probably came to work one day with their fire axe in one hand, and tree in the other 

Decorates the tree with lights and colorful ornaments that they made themself!

Adding onto Scouts arts and crafts, Pyro will definitely make their own as well! 

Might accidentally burn the tree down

Super excited to give everybody their presents!! 

You gifted them a pink sparkly lighter, and after opening it, they ran and hugged you so hard off the ground you couldn’t breathe 

keeps their suit on but throws the cutest ugly sweater over it!

Will match sweaters with you too!!

Makes the BEST hot chocolate hands down

Soldier 

“THIS TREE IS NOT AMERICAN ENOUGH!”

Everything he hangs is all American flag themed. Also wakes up wearing his American flag pajamas in the morning 

You can tell exactly what was wrapped by him, because the paper is the American flag.

Has tried to hang up ears as ornaments, but Spy took them down. 

If you are wearing green instead of red he will yell at you for disrespecting the American spirit (he doesn’t no or care that green is a Christmas color)

Gifts you literally the best clothes, weapons and gear, except it’s all american flag themed so just be okay with that

Demoman

“MERRY CHRISTMAS LADS!”

The best person here to celebrate with hands down. 

Greats everybody with a ‘Merry Christmas’ when he sees them in the halls or somewhere in the base

You decided to get him a nice sweater, and another bottle of scrumpy for his present

Obviously he can tell that its a bottle, since you wrapped it in wrapping paper 

Accidently blows furniture up after partying too hard

Also will put on holiday music, before Scout hijacks the vinyl and it’s forced to be turned off because his music taste is garbage. 

Sniper

He’s already awake way before Sis, and waits until half of the mercs are up before going to the base to celebrate Christmas

He can’t fit an entire tree in his camper, but he has a very very small baby pine tree that he found while hunting. He put it in a little dirt pot and has it next to his window.

Doesn’t really expect presents on Christmas, so he doesn’t go out of his way to get into the holiday spirit that much. 

Get him a present and he will be so stunned, it seems like he doesn’t like the gift (he really does!! He’s just shocked somebody actually put thought and effort into it)

Prefers things that are handmade and one of a kind

All though he isn’t partying, he will sit on the couch by the fire and just listen to everyone talk

Medic

Obviously there are mercs that medic likes better than the others

And I think this means the more he likes you, the even more insane of a gift he’ll get you

He hands you a plain white box, and you open the cardboard lid to see one of his doves.

Before it starts flying around the room and getting stuck in the tree

“I heard jou speak about wanting a pet, so you can have Archimedes' brother!”

Sleeps in really comfy pajamas, that are red and patterned in snowflakes

If you mention that you like them, he’ll definitely get you a matching pair and you can join him and heavy twinning :)

Heavy

Has a traditional way of celebrating

Sends letters and postcards to his family

On base though, he will help make things feel like a holiday, and make everyone feel like family (since he does see his teammates as family!)

Gifts everyone scarfs, gloves, and mittens for everybody to keep warm during winter and the nights

The scarfs he gets are soooo warm and comfy that medic wears his 24/7

If you’re into reading, he will get you either some Russian stories that were translated into English, or ones that he translated himself.

Overall literally the best person to spend any holiday with <3

Engineer

Makes the star for the top of the tree, and the lights for the tree all by scratch

Will also bake with pyro! The kitchen in the base will smell so good of cake, cookies, and banana bread

On Christmas Eve, pyro and him go and place a plate of cookies and milk on a table next to the tree for Santa

Seeing Pyros excitement when the plate was just crumbs made his entire day

Gifts you a custom little gadget he made himself

If you want to join him bake and cook he’ll be super happy

This is probably the one day that he’s not inside his workshop, and he’s spending time with everybody as much as he can

Spy

The most reserved out of all the mercs

Comes down to wish everybody happy holidays, before cloaking and disappearing off to whatever he usually does.

When things calm down, and people like Scout and Pyro aren’t bouncing off the walls, he’ll grab a glass of wine and join the rest of the mercs on the couch

Miss Pauling 

She’s working unfortunately :( 

Comes by later at night, and celebrates and drinks with everybody. 

Although she has no interest in Scout, she picked up a couple of Tom Jones CDs to make him happy. 

When I mean comes by, she’s there for like 10 minutes, drinks an entire bottle of wine, and then goes back to work. 

[rorichuu]

Any chance of support team with a reader who's a vampire and needs to feed?? Thanks 👍🦇

love bites ; support team x vamp!reader

pairing: medic/sniper/spy x gn!reader

authors note: hello! i love this ask a lot omg, thanks for sending this in! written romantically. also i apologize if this is like. too formally written. 😭

disclaimer: obvious mentions of blood/the loss of it, description of being bitten, and suggestive parts with each merc… especially Spy’s and Sniper’s! (i also apologize if my vampiric facts are incorrect! enjoy reading!)

MEDIC:

The grumble of your stomach was hard to ignore, teeth salivating and aching for the mere taste of skin; of blood. The pierce, the reward of breaking through the skin... a flavor and its bitter taste was a craving you left untouched... yet, you couldn't let it be. Not as it stood mockingly, a need you couldn't turn down.

You groaned under your breath as you clutched your jaw, a starved look shared with the doctor as he stood knowingly. "Do you hunger, liebling?" He finally spoke, breaking through that wall of desperate silence. Medic was looking down at his clipboard, his hands slipping through pages as he leaned against his table. You swallowed hard, trying to suppress any impulsive decision that crept into your mind. He looked up at you expectantly. "If you wish, I have spare pouches in the fridge... I know you prefer boar, but I also have cow, if you so wish." He knew you forbade human blood upon your own devising... but Medic knew how frustrating it can be; not getting your full, left only partially satisfied.

You had kept your voice silent for passing moments, and Medic noticed this quick enough. The man lifted his head completely now, sharing eye-to-eye, a new hunger. He read you closely. The motion of your tongue across your pearled fang, the growl of your stomach, the ache in the jaw... Medic knew what you wanted.

Slowly, he let the clipboard slide atop his desk, released from his hand as he approached you. Your jaw clenched, stepping back slowly before hitting the sink. You didn't want to, you didn't want to hurt him... your tongue hiding your fangs desperately as he leaned closely to you. Medic arched his neck, his eyes focused on the mirror behind you. You gulped. "Go ahead."

"I can't. You know that," you began, tempted. "I can't hurt you, let alone threaten your loss of blood... what if I don't stop?" Your voice spoke with worry, heart racing; blood pumping, and mind fogging.

"I am a doctor," he replied, his hand sliding down from his button-down collar to his neck; exposing himself fully now. "I have my ways. Iss auf, meine Liebe."

Your eyes were now focused on his neck, the vein pumping with fresh blood... pure and untouched. Desperate enough, your breath shivered, and slowly, you brought your teeth in contact with his skin... warm. The pulse against your lip, his steady breaths, his permission. It was enough.

Finally, your teeth sunk into his neck, your hands now pressed against his shoulders as you began to drink. Your mind was revitalized with sensation, enough that you hadn't heard Medic's hushed native tongue. His hands were planted on either side of the sink, your body clasped to his; Medic's body a pillar, reliable for your balance.

But you had felt your stomach finally conclude from its incessant groans, fangs contracting from the pulsing wound. "Scheiße..." Medic cursed, his teeth had sunk into his lip. Blood pearled at the two pricks, and you frowned. "Don't pout, dove. I will be alright." He kissed your forehead, short and sweet, before leading himself away from you. He was now sitting at his desk to regain his balance.

Your hand had hovered over your mouth, the taste of his blood sinking into the cuts of your lips.

“Feel better?” The man hummed, his hand holding a piece of gauze to his neck, his figure relaxed and observing… but he knew the answer. You were standing with such vitality. From when you would feed on animal blood you were constantly tired… slumped and with a lack of energy... but with that short feed, you were anew.

“Yes, much.” you spoke shyly. You had then approached him, a hand resting at his forehead… but it did not stall long. Medic had gently taken your hand and let it fall to his cheek; he kissed the inside of your palm.

“Bitte… don’t worry about me,” and with that he swiftly grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him to fall into his hold. “You’re glowing.”

SNIPER:

When you had first told Sniper about your origin, it took him a moment to fully comprehend it. Of course, he loves you the way you are, don’t get the man wrong… but a vampire? The man was stunned… but nonetheless, intrigued.

It was just past midnight, the click of your watch alerting you subconsciously… and the longer you waited for your lover, the more your stomach churned and twisted with a burning hunger. Your fangs ached, salivating at the mere idea of feasting… and you needed help.

As you sat in your lover’s van, you heard a small click and a whoosh of a door opening. You suspected it was him, with a lift of your head and a raise of your brow, you rose from your seat. “Hey,” you spoke first. Sniper took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair. “You’re back late.”

“Miss Pauling had a make-up meetin' with us,” he informed you. You huffed. “Nothin’ to worry about, jus’ somethin’ she missed. How are you doing?” Quick to change the topic of conversation, subject to his past boredom… he slumped on the couch where you last sat. You look down at him with a pained look. He studied you silently, raising a brow.

“I’m hungry and I need to… I need to eat.” You announced, voice hushed due to the matter being new in his mind... you simply wished not to scare him away.

Sniper was new to the feeding thing… knowing it wouldn’t make any difference if you ate legitimate food. You’d still crave the taste of blood. The Australian hummed in response, his cheeks flushing at the mere idea of…

“What would happen if I was your meal?” He asked. His blunt question leaves you blinking. His inquiry left unnoticed as he motioned for you to go on with a lift of his chin.

“Well… if you were to get bitten, you might suffer from lethargy. But you wouldn’t turn,” you were quick to inform. “I need to drain you completely in order to do so.” As you educated the man on the basics, he found no reason to disagree. Shit, he might get some well-deserved sleep afterward. "It's a lot to ask for. Please don't feel obligated to... animal blood suffices just fine."

"But it's not quite filling, now is it?" With his interjection, you gulped. The corner of his mouth rose in a knowing smile. But it fell soon after. "Sit down," Sniper instructed... and certainly not asking you to.

You followed and let yourself fall beside him. Sniper was sitting on his side, sleeves rolled up, arms bare and muscle evident from holding his weapon every day. (If not, all day.) The Australian also wore a watch... his fist folded in as he leaned against his knuckles, the leather of the accessory worn for years now. Perhaps something his father had owned, or a pass-me-down.

"It's going to hurt just... just for a second," you spoke. He raised an eyebrow. "You might feel dizzy afterward, so don't stand up too fast. I won't take a drop more than I need, I promise."

The Australian couldn't stand it anymore. He lifted his arms, fist leaving his resting face as one of his hands grasped your exposed thigh, lifting you to take a seat on his lap. A sound of surprise left your throat as his hands began to rest just above your hips... his eyes spoke nothing of deceit. Eyes pure with approval. "Eat."

You swallowed hard, the lump in your throat unleaving as you brought your eyes to his exposed neck. Your hands began to move without thought, and slowly, lowering the collar of his shirt to display him completely. Your lips parted, leaning down towards the side of his jaw... the heat of your breath against his pulse drove you crazy. And crazy enough, to finally pierce through his veil of skin. The man hissed. You didn't need to look at him to know his face contorted to the prick of pain. Sniper's hold on your hips began to tighten, trying his best to remain still as you served on his blood.

The taste was desirable; and incredibly addicting. You found no control over yourself, having not eaten like this in decades... but the more you drank, the more Sniper fell weaker... you noticed this when his hands slowly loosened his grip from your sides. Your fangs retracted and a pitiful sigh left your throat when his taste left you. Sniper was the first to speak. "'I won't take a drop more than I need,' they say..." You were quick to launch a playful hit to his arm, the man letting out a huff of laughter. Sniper's hand lifted to rest on his shoulder, the other resting just above your thigh. "Are you full, love?" He asked, awaiting your response as your hand raised to swipe the smear of blood on your chin.

"Yes... how are you feeling, right now?" You asked, head tilting with curiosity as let his head fall back. Your lip quirked up humorously.

"M'tired," he was left mumbling. "Mind if I rest?" You chuckled, falling beside him, but your legs remained rested just above his lap.

"Go on," you permitted... though it wouldn't have taken much, you knew the man would pass out any second regardless. "I told you you'd fall to lethargy, Snipe." And with your remark, it was left hanging in the air in silence until the sound of Sniper's snoring broke through it.

SPY:

The fire cracked and roared a low hum, warmth embracing the room with its bright flame. Spy sat in his master chair, one hand holding a book, while the other held a cigarette... his lips pulling from the smoke every now and then. You were scrolling through his library, hands grazing the spines, the pages... the scent of aged books spoke of history. But with every novel and piece of literature that left its respective shelf, the discomfort of your famished stomach kept your mind preoccupied.

Frustrated, you slid the book back with the others.

Your once idle figure had sauntered off towards Spy, your crossed arms laid on the back of his chair. He noticed this. "Yes, chérie?" His eyes still wandered his page, but you suspected his mind wasn't in touch with its words once you enlightened his company. Spy wasn't complaining. You pouted.

"I'm hungry," you announced. "Just a quick bite?" You asked sweetly, the only way you knew you could convince him. Spy always surrenders to you somehow... even if it takes some adamant persuading. The Frenchman sighed, his index finding the corner of his page, indicating his mind was occupied with the fact he was almost finished. "Spy?"

"You can wait one more chapter, oui?" Spy knew of your vampiric origin quite fast... faster than any other merc, aside from Medic, of course. It never scared him, he knew better. You were the same person as you were before and knew you never masked innocence. (As far as innocence goes, in this line of work.)

Your eyebrows knitted together, impatience taking control of your response. "C'mon, it'll be quick... it always is!" You twisted your body to lean in next to him, eyes desperately trying to catch Spy's eye... but he remained stubborn. By any god above, he always was.

"I'd rather you not rush your dinner." Spy spoke simply, his gloved hand finally turning the page. But with this attempt, your hand grasped his.

"If you make me wait, I'll have no choice but to rush my dinner,” and with your logical response, Spy felt the need to take your words into consideration. The man hummed, his mind falling loose of his stories inevitable ending. “Please?” He felt as though the book could wait.

Spy shifted in his seat, you stepping back a bit with a new rise in relief… the man tried to sit as formally as he could, as always. “Continue…” Taking this as your permission to continue, one hand grasped his shoulder while the other held the arm of his chair… your head dipped, your eyes met with cloth. You frown. Your hands then lift from their previous positions, a finger clipping under his mask, attempting to slip it over his head. Spy hesitates, his head turning away instinctively… and suddenly he’s facing you, met with your own eyes. Spy slowly gives in to you.

With the hook of your index finger, you continued to pull the mask off, revealing the man completely. His hair peppered with white streaks; grey hairs complimenting his intensity perfectly… he was vulnerable. Vulnerable to you.

Tearing from your shared eye-contact, you flared your teeth before pricking his vein perfectly. You felt Spy’s jaw clench, a small smile tugging at your lips at his reaction as you continue to feed.

His taste was rich; rich and thick… potent as though made from wine and smoke, a taste irreplaceable even from the wealthiest of kings. And with every nip and drink, you fell right back into his trickiest of holds.

The man began to fall in his seat, seemingly to get more comfortable. He laid back, head leaning against the head of his seat; hair ruffling up from its velvet. Spy’s vest had begun to ride up, a small French curse leaving his lips… but before he could fall completely to your vampiric desires, you retracted your fangs… knowing you couldn’t take more.

“Done already?” He spoke the best he could, voice feigning strength and formality. Spy’s hand raised to meet his neck, it ached.

“Any more and you’d be passed out, my love.” You reply knowingly, wiping the run-away blood droplets from your lips. Spy swallowed hard before clearing his throat, he sat up in his seat the best he could.

“Right… well, we should get some sleep, oui?” You raised an eyebrow. “Don’t give me that look, ma batte. I’m fine.” And though he reassured you the best he could, you knew he was lying through his teeth… and he did too.

“Last time when you left your ego untamed you nearly fainted.” Spy flushed an embarrassing red at this, fully aware his wasn’t there to hide it. Why did he agree to this. You sighed, approaching him before grabbing his mask, handing it to him. “If it makes you feel better, it happens with everyone.” You smiled warmly, he took the mask and let out an annoyed tsk… exaggerated, of course.

“Looking at other necks? I’m offended.” He spoke plainly, examining his mask… feeling an odd wave of leaving it be. Noticing this, you took his book and hopped up on the arm of the chair… your legs planted beside his thighs on the seat to balance yourself. “Whatcha reading anyway?” Spy’s eyebrows twitched in response to you. “Franz… Kafka, really?! With the salesman monster guy!”

“Ah, yes. The Metamorphosis…” And though he spoke low, voice grumbling in what seemed irritation… it wasn’t this way. He simply felt. Seen. More than he was used to. He didn’t quite know how to feel about it.

Being a man masked all his life; his swift, backstabbing career forcing him to reveal very little… it was difficult to open up, especially for someone so refusing to do so. Spy felt himself slowly open up to you. Although, begrudgingly, I do say… it isn’t an easy process.

But lo, the night eased into its end, the soft crackle of the fire accompanying the Frenchman’s voice as he read to you… and within his shared company, you felt as though he was warming up.

In thought, who would let someone as sharp as you be so open to the idea of giving your body and soul to the other? A certain mercenary of course… but truly intoxicating in its vampiric concept.

But to be put in simpler words…

He just liked you.

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rorichuu!

[goldendastuff]

@cluelessatthispoint I Made This Based On Your Platonic Pyro And Blu Spy Reader Fic :>

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