#I love snipers so much gn streaks

[professionalwithlowstandards]

Mundy in Widowmaker’s fit goes kinda crazy

This may not be biblically accurate bc it takes me a long time to tell the difference between colors I’m sorry

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Howdy!! I am very glad that you have free time to take requests! You write wonderful! Continue in the same spirit!!

I hope my idea will not repel you.There are a lot of people here who love the Sniper from TF2, and at the same time, these are quite cold, slushy and anxious days.

Mm.. I'm embarrassed to ask you this, but I think a little fic or drabble about taking care of the Sniper from TF2 would help a bunch of people. May I ask you to write a story about how Sniper helps a reader who is tormented by anxiety related to something sleep.

In advance, thank you very much, inspiration, may good luck follow you. You will succeed!!!

With love, Anon-opossum

Taking A Nap Because It'll Still Be There When We Wake

[GN!Reader]

[Warnings: Like, none?]

[AN: Don't worry one bit about it. It's something short and sweet - 203 words <3]

Reblogs are appreciated!

His hands are just barely rested on your lower back as you laid on his chest. His breathing was soft and matched your slowing heartbeat. "Are you feeling better?" Mundy asked.

You barely glanced up at your lover and nodded. The feeling of tears that had streaked your cheeks were no longer boiling, but had cooled like ice crystals. You sniffled quietly and nodded again. "I'm really sorry for-"

Mundy shot you a look. "Stop," he gruffly said before clearing his throat. "None of that, darl," he murmured in an attempt to stave off the clipped reaction he'd originally given to you. His hands, large and tender in their own way, moved to gently rub and cares you. "Just get some rest. Listen to my heart."

You sighed softly and let a smile pull the corners of your lips up by a smidge. You rested your ear against his chest and listened. The soft thumping, strong and oh so loving began to lull you to sleep. The worries of your day had begun to fade away as he hummed a soft song. You nuzzled into him while your eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

The weight of the world seemed not to matter anymore.