#tf2 imagine

[casserpillarr]

Spy what have you done..

[engiebabey]

Sending in another ask bc I love ur writing style!!

I yearn for a babysitter scout

Anything you wanna do for him is fine!

:3

doing some hcs! i divided it into three parts bc i think he acts differently with different age groups of littles

warnings: talks of crying/tantrums, one mention of death, one mention of fighting, use of "big brother"

(0-2) babyspace

literally the definition of "fake it till you make it", since scout's usually the youngest of whatever group he's in (whether that be the mercs or his family), he's never had to take care of a baby before

holds you pretty awkwardly but surprisingly safe because he's scared of dropping you

will try to talk to you and expect answers until he remembers you're a baby

"so, uh, what kinda games you wanna play?" "ah?" "oh, yeah, nevermind."

gives you random objects to teeth/drool on like clean socks and spoons from the kitchen

usually doesn't like to ask for help, but if you wear diaps, he will 100% go to spy or engie and hold you up like a wet little cat and ask "help how do i change this thing"

weirdly likes making bottles. thinks it's relaxing to fill it up and feed you

favorite thing is to make you laugh. he'll do the thingy wear he tears paper to make you squeal and giggle. hearing you laugh makes him laugh

literally the only time scout has any patience is when he's taking care of you

tries putting you down for a nap and ends up sleeping with you because he doesn't want to leave you

good at calming you down when you cry

"shh, kid, it's okay, big brother's right here"

(3-4) toddlers

he enjoys that you're able to talk with him because all he does is talk

will tell you jokes and you usually don't get the punchline because it's something tom jones or death related

eats your snacks with you. like straight up steals handfuls of cheerios and yogurt bites off your table, he thinks they're delicious

tries to sneak bonk! into your sippy cup and gets yelled at by the other mercs later when you won't take a nap

tries to pay attention to you but always gets distracted, loses you very easily. by the time scout turns around, you're halfway down the other side of the hallway

makes a very poor attempt to teach you baseball, but it usually just devolves into a clumsy game of catch instead

if you won't eat, he either does "here comes the airplane!" or pretends to eat your food to make you jealous

calls his mom when you won't behave, "hey ma, how did ya deal with me when i was a kid?"

thinks it's hilarious to tickle you, will bring out the tickle monster

has a hard time trying to deal with tantrums, usually tries the distraction method of presenting toys to you. if you're really sobbing, he'll wait it out because he doesn't want to upset you further

(5+) kiddos

he's weirdly a lot more chill the older you are in regression, he feels he needs to have rules and guidelines for the littles, but if you're more of a kid, then he is laidback

huge arts and crafts kinda guy, since he likes doodling himself, it's very easy for the two of you to spend an afternoon just scribbling and coloring

you will probably spend more time outside than inside, tbh. he'll bring out balls and chalk and bubbles, anything you want to keep you entertained

will come up with a secret handshake with you (that both of you will forget within the hour and make up a new one)

so many cartoons. he likes watching them anyways so it's a no-brainer for babysitting

if you play with dolls, scout will make them fight each other

loves loves loves games, from hide and seek to the floor is lava to even just counting, he will make everything into a competition

he'll let you win on purpose though because it makes him happy to see you happy

"i can't believe you beat me again, toots! you gotta give your big brother a chance next time, yeah?"

will let you give him a makeover! if you have makeup, he'll use it, but usually it's just acrylic paint or washable markers because no one else at the base owns makeup

lets you stay up way past your bedtime, especially when it's movie night

holds dance parties in the common area oh yeah !!! they typically end up in scout trying to dance battle

banner by me :)

[5eraphim]

https://www.tumblr.com/5eraphim/706289447610761216/medic-or-engineer-with-someone-who-ran-away-on

you touch on the idea of collars briefly at the end of this - i love it. i feel like engie specifically would stick a shock collar on just to make sure attitude is kept in check, complete with a little tag with his title on it (whether it be daddy or sir or whatever)

Character: The Engineer 🦫 (Team Fortress 2)

Rating: M ( MINORS DNI, GO PLAY OUTSIDE)

Content Warnings: yandere, x reader, abduction, mind games, possessiveness, NSFW mention, dehumanization, forced domestication, reader is kept gender neutral

Word Count: 750

MASTER LIST

TIP JAR

From your perspective, the collar was a cruel physical reminder of your place, forever shackled to Engie's side as his enduring live-in hostage. An untamperable heavy-industrial device which clipped your wings and effectively nullified any resilience you tried to hold onto or any kind of hope to fight him off. Let alone ever regain your freedom. With this painfully literal weight around your shoulders, the grief felt altogether too much to endure. It's not like he'd officially "won" by forcing you to wear a collar, but the collar was as depressing as it was humiliating. 

From Engie's perspective, the collar was, at least at first, little more than a fun side project. An electrical collar designed to keep his favorite test subject from escaping confinement, strong enough to prevent human tampering from the inside. But as he understood exactly how it made you feel so domesticated and broken down, the more it spurs him on.

The slightest consolation you had to comfort yourself with pertaining to the shock collar and a tracking device within, at least you could trust Engie to design something comfortable and practical. Something nearly impossible for you to chip away at or to break by yourself. (As if any other Conagers would help you escape if you asked.)

It wouldn't be painfully tight or abrase your skin. Engie would be sure to pad the inside generously to keep the cold, hard metal from damaging your neck. Still, while this protects you, it has the unfortunate side effect of making the device much bulkier, forcing you to be almost always aware of the device strapped around your neck's sensitive skin.

Engie likes to mindlessly drum his fingers against the metal when the two of you are cuddling or run his thumb along the area where the lock is connected to the collar. Especially loves the sound of his gloves squicking as they rub against the collar. 

Nothing is sexier to him than thinking about you stripped down in nothing but the collar, warming his bed at night, waiting faithfully for him to return home after a long day. It really fuels his possessive side to see you shackled with his collar, without any clothes to hide behind and nowhere to run, forever bound to his bedside by the threat of force. He's also turned on thinking about you desperately trying to cling to your inner resilience and attempting pitifully to fight back. Knowing you're not entirely mind-broken yet but still have that helpless look in your eye and a kind of limp quietness on account of the exhaustion that fuels his ego and libido.

It's painful to imagine breaking free now. You've been shocked as punishment for bad behavior before, and you didn't want to think about what you'd feel if you tried to go out of bounds now. Engie would also install a physical hook on the back of the collar, giving him the option to lock or chain you down physically with some kind of a leash if he feels like it. (Additionally, as a shorter guy, he likes that he has the option to force you to look up at him by grabbing onto the collar and craning your neck upward to look him in the eye.)

If you still try to fight him back and refuse to give in and let him take control, Engie would be more than happy to whip you up a pair of locking cuffs to match the collar and to see how long you want to resist while you're forced to entirely rely on him.

Sooner than you anticipated, the paranoia of being forced to live like this caught up with you. Feeling endlessly on edge, aware of the weight around your neck keeping you from letting your guard down around Engie.

Always looking over your shoulder, expecting to see him behind you when you thought you were alone. The psychological toll of having to live like this was almost as bad as the physical toll. With every passing day, you feared your grip on reality, your memories of a life outside of the Conagher family land slipping from your mind as you were reprogrammed in real-time against your will to become nothing but a subhuman docile and well-behaved pet.

The name Conager is engraved on the back, but yours isn't; as far as Engie is concerned, you're his property first and foremost and a person of your own second.

[hopontf2]

Support Class Reacts To Reader Stealing Their Uniform

Medic:

Wanders around the base trying to find his uniform to change into. Asks around and checks everywhere.

Walks into base common room to see y/n gallivanting in around in his ill-fitting uniform.

"Oh my..."

He gets a giggle out of it and alerts y/n to his presence to which he then crosses his arms and smirks.

You blush and stammer to explain yourself but he stops you. He takes his glasses off and puts them on you.

"Here...'Zis will complete 'ze ensemble!" He chuckles.

Sniper:

Sniper tears his van apart looking for his uniform before storming into the base to search further.

He walks in on y/n striking poses and dancing around on top of the table as the other mercs watch and laugh. Something about wearing his clothes makes you feel like you're in magic mike.

Sniper glares daggers into y/n's skull as he stands in the doorframe.

Y/n freezes as Sniper looks as though he will hunt you down and repossess the clothes himself.

Spy:

Spy begrudgingly hunts for his missing suit and mask. His angered french muttering between drags of cigarette ring through the base.

He hears some commotion from the room over and decides to cloak and sneak in. He sees y/n trying on his suit.

Y/n can feel hands adjusting the lapels and cuffs of the suit. Spy's cloak fades and he can be seen altering the suit to look correctly.

"If you are going to wear my suit, you might as well wear it right..."

[chumpsalmon]

Early morning with sniper teehee this is so cringe I’m sorry.

[ferngle]

crispy scout.. and pyyyroooo <333

[800db-cloud]

i like to imagine spy’s old dark grey suit is actually his company mandated uniform :)

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Finally I draw Drift/Deadlock

[thegremlindraws]

[visionsynth]

it's been 5 million years

[hypernova-writes]

hii~ i'm nervous but really enjoy your writings and drabbles, so i thought i'd make a request! could i please have a drabble for both scout and sniper with a reader who drools while getting r a i l e d, and eventually squirts? super rough too 😵‍💫 sorry if it sounds awkward, but i just think the idea of being able to do such a thing is so attractive... tysmm!!

☆ ITS NOT AWKWARD YOURE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGGEEE. I'm so unhealthy for Sniper and Scout like ugghhh I need them both at the same time—

Scout and Sniper Overstimulating their S/O

Scout

OH HE LOVES IT.

Scout loves that dumb fucked out expression you get whenever the two of you would fuck.

This guy has stamina, like darling I don't know WHAT you were thinking.

Easily bounces back after his own orgasm just so he could fuck you senseless more and more.

The first time he saw this, was Valentines day. He'd fucked you in just about spot of this room and every position, now you were laid on your back as he had your pressed into a mating press.

You were already out of it, head lulled to the side, breasts bouncing, he pressed his forehead to yours. "You still with me sweetcheeks?..you can give me anotha' right?"

You could only whine, as drool trailed down your chin, hands gripping the bed sheets. You couldn't warn him that you were about to cum but he felt it.

He looked down, seeing that you'd squirted all over his cock, making a mess of his pelvis, and some of the bed.

Scout couldn't stop the growl that left his throat as he picked up the pace. He wanted more, he needed to have you do that again.

"Oh dollface, c'mon..do it again..fuckin' make a mess."

So yeah. Be prepared whenever the two of you have time? You're getting sent to heaven with how he fucks.

Sniper

This feral ass man...

Definitely fucks you with the purpose of making you all vulnerable and needy so he can take care of you afterwards.

Sniper loves ot when you get all messy. Go on love, drool all over his pillow. Show him how good he's fucking you.

His favorite position to fuck you is doggy style, he presses your face into the pillow and just pounds into you.

He loves to hear the wet squelching of your cunt as you squirt all over him.

"..look at you 'roo..making a mess all over daddy's dick.."

He's filthly with his words, his hands would leave bruises on your hips as he brings you back onto his cock.

It gives him such an ego boost that he's the only one who can do this to you.

The man also loves how whiney you get, you're so sensitive that a simple smack to your ass sends shivers down your spine.

"Heh..who says we're done love?..bring that ass back here.."

[engiebabey]

I yearn for cg medic content

Please 🙏

:3

baby's first ask!!! every1 always focuses on medic's literal medical aspects of his traits, but i like to think of him as a soft little nerd so here's some hc i have !! (+ a little blurb at the end expanding on one of them)

warnings: mention of an autopsy, mentions of bones, use of "papa"

this is so long btw i got carried away

despite a lot of hcs i see that medic is a huge poor meow meow, i do actually think he is more on the stern side when it comes to being a cg!

has rules for you to follow, and if you're a little older in your regression (4+) he may expect you to be able to clean up toys, use manners, etc.

likes to be called papa (because he is german) but if you don't like that then he also enjoys being called "doctor"

tbh i think he cares more about you getting not hurt for the emotional aspect instead of the physical. he knows he could heal you up with the medigun whenever he wants, he just doesn't need his baby to feel the pain if he can prevent it

reads so many books (this man is a huge dweeb ik) and really likes relaxing by sitting you on his lap and reading stories to you. will do all the funny voices, too

very into touching your face?? since so much of his life is spent focusing on other's body parts i think he's grown to love the features of those he adores because he's able to study them

will let you color in old reports and pictures of x-rays/autopsies he's done (censored, of course) and has a special folder for them

very big teacher. will teach you your own bone names, how many you have, and if you're on the older side he may even attempt to teach you cpr or quiz you on the things he teaches. he thinks it's important to know your body.

he knows he is very busy :( so he has a special corner in the medbay for you! little table for you to sit at, a crib if you're extra tiny, a bookshelf and everything! i imagine it's a bit like the kiddie corners they have at libraries for those who want to read and relax

does not trust a lot of the other mercs to babysit for you (because he has a lot to do and can't always watch you). engineer and heavy are the only main ones, though he does surprisingly trust spy enough to keep an eye on you

speaking of which, NO SCOUT !! he gets so worried about you so easily that he has a silly rule that scout can only hang with you if there is at least one responsible adult around

will play toys with you, and actually prefers it! he thinks that the engagement is nice and spending time with you in a way you enjoy is important to him.

huge on physical touch. he doesn't really like wearing his gloves when he touches you because it makes him feel disconnected from you, like you're a patient. will do the old man thing where he pinches your cheeks and pretends to eat you

lets you sit on his lap whenever he's just doing paperwork or hanging out. surprisingly clingy toward you but its cute!

little blurb i wanted to write about the teaching thing bc im so insane about it actually

warnings: mentions of bones, use of "papa"

"Alright, liebling. Now, do you remember how many bones are in that tiny body of yours?" Medic asks, poking a finger at your tummy. You giggle, looking upwards as you think.

"Two hundred.. two hundred and..." you trail off, unable to remember. You frown for a second. What did Papa tell you last time?

Smiling, he leans over from his sitting spot to whisper in your ear. "Two hundred six!" you shout, proud of yourself for giving the right answer, even if he helped.

"Very good, schatz!" he claps for you, your face breaking into a grin. Medic pulls out a piece of paper from behind him, and a pack of crayons. You squeal as he sets them down in front of you.

"Let's play a game," he starts. "Papa will point out a part of this body, and if you get it right, you may color it in. How does that sound?" When you nod frantically in response, he leads his finger to a part on the bottom half. "What's this?"

"Leg." you smile and grab a green crayon, excited to win your game.

divider by @aquazero, banner by me!

[5eraphim]

why is there something so intimate and almost erotic about the idea of taking care of him while he's messy, tired, hungover/still fucked up, you know what i mean? like, i want to treat him like a little baby bird, this impossibly precious fragile thing. and he needs soooo much help getting out of his dirty clothes and into the shower, you have to stay practically glued to the hip with him to keep him from falling asleep or accidentally hurting himself.

like, "ahahahahaaaaa washing vomit out of your hair all alone tonight gorgeous 😍???"

itd be almost impossible to tuck him into bed too bc he's so needy and clingy, he needs something warm to hold or else he can't sleep. you reason you'll only be in his bed for a few minutes and he'll be out like a light. and to be fair, that does happen, but by the time he's out Demo's wrapped himself around you, forcing you to stay in place, and feeling the heat of your body against his. when he's asleep like this, he could practically sleep through a hurricane.

[homkamiro]

Does anybody remember catghost. anyone. Pleaee. Llease. Please.

[cervinae-canine]

i think having my chin get tilted up by someone's sword so we make eye contact while i'm kneeling would fix me

[cheebuss]

He has another answer too but he knows better than to OVERSHARE overshare with her 😌