#tf2 reader insert

[chumpsalmon]

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

[3ic95id864pg]

Let's get retarded (Ha)! Let's get retarded in here!

[elect1z]

Hello! Mind if I ask for Engineer, Medic, and Demoman with a Reader who is just super chill with all the weird shit these guys get into? Like their reaction to the Bread Monsters, Spy's decapitated head being in Medic's fridge, or any Magical stuff going on is just 'Alright, might as well happen,' and they just continue on with their day?

.."I'm that kind of guy!"...

TF2 Mercs w/ Chill!Reader

Includes.. Engineer, Medic, Demoman cw: None!

Engineer

── .✦ Engineer is the first one to be friends with you when you first arrive here. Due to his kind and cool personality, you two became friends very quickly in the span of a few weeks ── .✦ When he wanted to show you the bread monster, your reaction seemed a little.. odd. Surprisingly, you're okay with it, unlike other teammates, who usually freaked out over it. The teleporting bread incident was a disaster.. but you? Sure, you are a bit surprised at first, but you're pretty calm about it. ── .✦ Later, after the bread incident, he asked you why you're not so afraid of these things when others 'would' reactions would be different than yours. "..Hm.. maybe because they're just like my pets at home" "...But these things are very different than normal house pets..?" " 🤷 " ── .✦ During the match, you often stop for a second to stare at the others while they show their true selves and their weird shenanigans. Like, pyro burning the enemy like a madman, Sniper throwing a literal piss jar to the enemy spy and lastly, Medic healing heavy while he laughs like a maniac he is. And you would just scoff or shake your head before going back to get the Blu base intel. ── .✦ Engineer kinda like you because of this. Though you are "under-reacting" to situations like these, you are overall a good friend! Both of you would drink beers when the match is over.

Medic

── .✦ When it comes to Medic, everything is crazy, he is a maniac doctor who lost his medical license due to his well.. being him. Your friends are with him because he is nice to you! But you couldn't tell what his true self really is. ── .✦ Medic around the years had done, really bizarre things, he had revived Sniper from the dead, somehow avoided the devil, and became friends with him?? He even invented his healing gun, and did a heart surgery on heavy while he was wide awake?? When he told you about this, you were shocked. how come? He looked like a good guy? ── .✦ A day later, everything made sense. He had proved to you what a madman he is in the match, following behind heavy with his healing gun and ubercharging him while both of them laughed like crazy as Heavy shot the enemy down. You stared at them for a while and shrugged before continuing to kill the enemy. ── .✦ Few weeks later, Ludwig notices that you seem pretty okay with him. That's odd, usually newbies like you would freak out by what he has done, but you? You're like "yeah, you're definitely normal like me." When he asked you about it you answered "Hm, I don't know. Guess I'm a chill guy 🤷" "What." ── .✦ Clearly, it doesn't help him that you are so calm with him. He tried experimenting with your "calmness" by doing more bizarre things in front of you. You only show the slightest fear and worry towards him, he thinks that you are the oddest out of his weird colleagues

Demoman

── .✦ When you first arrived, he offered you a drink with him after the match. You hesitated at first, but you accepted it in the end. ── .✦ During the match, you were killing the enemy until you heard a Scottish laugh come from the sky. When you looked up at the noise, you saw him flying through the sky before landing and killing the enemy with his frying pan? Interesting.. You just shrugged it off and continued what you were doing ── .✦ After that, you of course went to hang out and drink with him. But when you arrived, he was already drunk with his scrumpy being half a bottle. You sat down and drank the scrumpy he offered to you. You didn't drink it that much, but Demo could be seen super drunk, while he tells one of his stories. ── .✦ It is only a matter of time before you find out that Demoman loves to drink his scrumpy non-stop. When he does become sober, he goes crazy during the match, mostly bombing the enemy or hitting them with a frying pan. ── .✦ Whenever Demo does something crazy like that, you would pull this up "👍" and he would do the same to you. He thinks that you're a little weird. This fortress is full of maniacs and undiagnosed mentally ill people, and you are okay with it? Normal people would beg to leave this job immediately. ── .✦ Demoman slowly takes an interest in you and becomes close friends with you. Overall, you're a solid guy, a little odd, but not the odd as his other teammates.

A/N: Sorry if it's a little bad, I tried my best. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

[boobook1tty]

Celebrating Christmas with the Mercs!

Merry Christmas and happy holidays everyone! I hope everybody has a safe and fun day with friends and family <3

Just a bunch of headcanons of how I think 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

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. 

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Some self indulgent art, also, I love Steve Irwin so much.

[leafylexz]

More on my pyrosona!

They’re transmasc in their late 20s-early 30s, and most of their body parts have been replaced for the shits and giggles

Only medic has seen their face, but that’s because they really wanted to get one of their eyes changed for that silly blue one

Yeah :D

[flightless-magpie]

TF2 Idea!!!

let me know if I should write this plz!!

A tenth mercenary is selected, a kid specifically (18 so a kid to the other mercs). This person is selected to be the Weapons Specialist (or WS), of which will work along side the Engineer with the maintenance, construction and modification of weaponry.

The Wepons Specialist will also have the ability to use all weapons available, aside from the Engineers machines, the Spy's devices and the Medigun, the WS will have the ability to use any other weaponry available. WS will also be able to construct their own custom weapons.

Sniper wants WS to assist in his nest? Boom, sniper rifle.

Soldier needs a cadet along side him? Boom, rocket launcher.

Heavy wants Sasha to have a friend? Boom Minigun (of which will be named).

I think you can see where I'm going with this.

The WS would have lower health, like Spy, seeing how they would kind of be a jack of all trades.

The WS would have a very creative mind, likely having been a prodigy in school, they would have gotten into engineering at a young age as it challenged their mind. Soon they would have fallen in love with guns, the inner workings, keeping dear the knowledge on how they ticked.

I'm still brainstorming what their personality would be or HOW exactly the story would go. Also I have never read any of the comics, so if anyone would like to lore dump, my inbox/comments are open.

[prettypinkroseofpatience]

[asherxz]

Hiya there, m8! Was hopin to request some fluffy Medic headcanons with an S/O who loves to draw and sometimes gives him tips on how to take care of his doves? Sorry if this is an odd request, you can ignore this if it ain't exactly yer cup 'o tea:]

MEDIC WITH S/O WHO LOVES TO DRAW/GIVES TIPS ON HIS DOVES HEADCANONS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

HELLO ANON!!

I am so sorry for the long wait, the writing block isnt getting any better sadly. I tried my best to finish it though! Gender isnt mentioned in this.

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-Sorry to say this, but he definitely asks you to draw him, and he asks with the most sickly innocent smile and puppy eyes. That'll be the first and possibly last time he'll do puppy eyes.

-If you DO decide to draw him, he will hang it up on the freezer. Literally any drawings you draw for him gets hung up on the freezer.

-Sometimes he just… hangs over your shoulder, observing how you draw. It just absolutely fascinates him.

-Asks you to draw beside him while he catches up on paperwork. He doesn't talk with you in these moments, but he does enjoy the company.

-He probably draws a little himself, but mostly it's just him drawing anatomy stuff. Nothing else. He can only draw anatomy stuff.

-He's actually really good at drawing anatomy. If you try to compliment his art, he will do the whole "oh you, stoop… keep going."

-As for his doves? Well, they love you! Stand still for a minute and you'll have a dove nested on your head!

-Hate to say this, but the tips you give him, he probably already knows.

-Usually he would be reallu annoyed if someone tried to teach him about his OWN doves, causing him to leave a snarky remark, but he'll tolerate it if it was from you. Even go as far as to pretend he didn't know.

-Medic is a great pet owner, and his doves are in great health. He loves his doves as much as he loves you.

-Honestly, the best way to get closer to him is through his doves.

[asothecrow]

Oh hey, it's Medic and Hacker being cute

I'm very glad that I've gotten better at drawing this asshole (affectionate). Also, the crow on Medic's shoulder? That's Hacker in their crow form. They like to be on his shoulder whenever they are in crow form.

this is my self ship shhhh

[admin-cock-creations]

Date a Merc: Chapter 14

Fandom: Team Fortress 2 Pairing: Engineer / Reader Summary: Date an Engie who loves and appreciates you. Warnings: N/A

The Mann Co. Wars were over and gone, with most of the general public still greatly unaware that such a war had gone on for so long. The remaining mercs had been paid their severance packages and bonuses based on their years of servitude and slipped back into their subjectively normal lives as if nothing had changed. A great deal of the former mercenaries on both teams kept in contact with one another, even forming a few support groups that regularly met around the globe. Some returned to husbands, wives, and families, while others were thrilled to experience the dating scene without the need to conceal their identity. Your darling husband was one such former mercenary.

Neither of you had been looking for a relationship, and you’d quite literally stumbled into one another at the local fair the year after the liquidation of Mann Co. Joseph had been in the livestock barn admiring the animals set to be shown, and you’d been repairing the sprinkler system that kept the critters cool in the festering summer heat. He hadn’t been paying attention to where he was walking, and you were just trying to get down from your ladder. Thankfully the two of you only tumbled into a nearby hay wheelbarrow full of feed and not something worse, and you’d both gotten a laugh out of the fumble, but he still insisted on making it up to you somehow.

You started spending your time together at the fair that day, staying to watch the animals be shown and discussing which Joe should purchase for his ranch. He’d come expecting to leave with just a heifer or two, maybe a young bull, but ended up purchasing a few more fine animals he couldn’t resist. You certainly came in handy when you offered to help him haul the animals back, given that you’d brought your trailer to the fair, too. Now he was left needing to doubly repay you.

You weren’t sure how much time passed until he officially asked you out, much less when he kissed you for the first time, but the flow of time continued until you eventually found yourself with matching rings on your hands and sharing the comfort of a home.

It was quite the crisp fall day for the Midwest, and Joseph had been out most of the day, working away on repairing his tractor before winter came. You had been dutifully tending to the animals and your kitchen garden, gently checking in on your husband once in a while but knowing better than to interrupt when he got deep into his machines. Especially when it looked like he was about to take this one apart piece by piece.

You wouldn’t have guessed it, but Joseph was actually less intensely invested in his work than you thought, and that was greatly in part thanks to you. Were he still at Mann Co. he’d be throwing and kicking things by now, but something about your sheer nature had seeped some kind of gentleness into the very fibers of his being, and while he was very annoyed, he was still level-headed about his tractor project. You checked on him one last time, dropping off a thermos of warm coffee before returning to the house. He couldn’t help but smile as he listened to the front door, noting the pause of the screen door swinging shut that signaled you letting in the old tomcat.

Both of you lost track of time as the day continued, you lost in the preparation of dinner and some little chores around the house while Joe remained outside. Finally, you stepped back out onto the porch, standing at the top step as you wiped your hands on your apron and called for your husband across the field.

“Josie! Supper’s just about done!”

Joseph let out a heavy sigh as he wiped his own hands on a grease-stained rag, placing his tools away back in his toolbox before hefting himself up from the dirt. He took a moment to stand there, wiping his hands some more as he stared at you with a little crooked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He could see the signs of dinner on your apron, see how the toes of your houseshoes wiggled in soft impatience, see the old denim of your favorite overalls you had sewn flower embroidery into on a whim. His heart was warm, and his belly grumbled as he finally moseyed back to the house.

“Make any progress on her?” You questioned in that gentle tone of yours, making his smile break even bigger.

“A little. Gettin’ closer to solvin’ the big problem. One little problem at a time.”

You walked inside, Joseph stopping to hang up his hat and coat by the door before following you into your little dining room. He sat down in his chair after shooing away the tomcat, sighing in relief as the wooden chair was more comfortable than the cold dirt ground he’d been on all day.

“I guess you’d figured something out. Saw how you were eyeing up that part you pulled out a couple hours ago so I went ahead and called up to Tom’s and told him you might be up later this week for something.”

Tom’s was the main part store in town, a small but well-stocked and family-operated business that knew you and your husband well by name. Joseph felt his heart flutter as he watched you serve him up a plate of dinner, acknowledging that you’d gone ahead and made a call he likely would have made on his own.

“Thank you, darlin’, you’re wonderful.”

He let you place down his plate and utensils before grabbing your wrist and placing a series of small, lingering kisses on the back of your hand.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

You chuckled and leaned down to place a return kiss on his temple.

“You’re still making up for knocking us into that wheelbarrow.”

[my-notsopeachy-thoughts]

Just finished the next chapter of my platonic reader TF2 fic!

Summary:

A girl wanders too close to the base, encountering an eager scout who accidentally reveals some confidential secrets to her. Now Spy wants her dead, and Scout refuses to let that happen. A deal gets struck and now she only has a month to prove herself trustworthy to all the mercenaries, but most importantly Spy, or else he kills her.

Chapter Summary: Intruder gets her hands dirty.

[beanie-gamez]

This is my first time writing on here, hopefully I don’t goof it up :-0

Medic Turns Himself Into an Octopus ✨

- Tried to make a drug (used flapjack octopus dna in the mix) that would help boost his regeneration at faster and more efficient levels.

- Not even 30 seconds later, he morphs into an orange ball of cephalopod with glasses.

- You had to put him in a salt water tank so he wouldn’t dry out and die.

- He tries to communicate his emotions, but only bubbles come out.

- His nickname is now ‘Medi-pus’ (he absolutely loathes it)

- You sit by his tank and talk to him, sometimes even reading him some of his old medical books to keep him entertained.

- When you come see him every time you come towards his tank, his little flippers wave at you.

- You feed him bits of raw seafood, doesn’t mind it but definitely misses his old meals.

- He’ll playfully nip at you with his beak if you stick your hand in his tank to clean it.

- Tries to escape, so you had to weigh down the lid of the tank with some books.

- Had to give him some enrichment to keep him busy (the drugs are taking a while to ware off)

- The mercs are in disbelief when they find him floating around in his tank (Scout laughed at him, resulting in him getting splashed with salt water)

- Medic would peacefully float off when he’d fall asleep.

- A little over a day later, he jumps out the tank and morphs back into a human (you watched him panic and almost slip as he grabbed his coat to cover himself up)

- Weary of his new drug even though he fixes the dosage a week later.

- You tease him on occasion, either earning an eye roll or a small cackle back.

I love flapjack octopi so much✨

[madnesshyperfixation]

Requests Open!

Hey, first time doing this so I’m very sorry if some asks come out weird or janky, I also cannot promise consistency due to being on the spectrum with a lot of comorbid conditions magnifying to it, but I will try to at least post once a week. Firstly, here's a list of the Fandoms/Communities I'm currently interested in, the one at the top is my current hyperfixation and has the highest chance of getting answered if sent Asks. Any Fandom/Community that aren't in the number one spot are not being focused on at the moment but are still open to be sent asks for.

Forsaken (Roblox)

Madness Combat

FNAF

Undertale/Deltarune

Hollow Knight

TF2

Now here are the rules.

Rules/Info

I can deny and ignore asks/requests if they violate any rules so don’t come bitching if you blatantly disregarded the rules 

Be as specific as you want with the asks, I love details and will do better if there’s more details.

My messages are open but please keep it to asking me if a request went through and didn't get eaten by Tumblr, along with if some settings seem off.

Send as many Requests as you want if you're afraid of Tumblr eating an ask.

I will likely go back and edit past headcanons to add more headcanons or fix any bad grammar or punctuation errors I notice post upload.

Ask Settings 

When you ask you must explicitly say if you want x reader or not.

Unless otherwise specified the reader will be gender neutral and go by, They/Them 

Reader's personality can be specified if asked 

I do up to 4 Characters per ask but I will add a bonus if there's alternate options i've thought of or they have shared traits that would be easier to list below in another small section

Anonymous is on! But please use it appropriately! I will make an Anon list if there's enough to warrant a list.

Wills 

I will to spicy and suggestive things, just don’t expect a masterpiece since I’m not sure of my spicy skills yet. 

I will do Yandere, but I’m not sure of my skills yet so I’m very sorry if it comes out weird. 

I will do concepts/situations, but you will have to specific if it’s romantic or platonic. 

I will do ships! Gotta love dem ships 

You can absolutely ask for rare pairs, I’ll do my best to try and portray them as best I can.

Yes, I will write for obscure and under loved characters from the series!

Genderbend (Will need to specify if I have multiple interpretations or if you want a specific creators interpretation) 

I will do gore and blood, you just have to specify how much. 

I will do AU’s so if you wanna ask about AU’s I’d love to indulge. (Ex. Madness Combat but what if they were Demon Slayers, Forsaken but with Wings etc.) But for the sake of me not burning out I'm not delving too deeply into fully developing the AU's suggested, besides, it’ll let you guys imagine something more complex. 

Won’t 

Rape, I don’t believe I have the right nor does it seem appropriate. 

Some mental disorders due to me not feeling that I will write them properly and end up butchering them or I am simply not comfortable with it, these will be listed below for the sake of organization. 

Literally anything regarding sexualization of kids, go and fuck off if you even think of suggesting that ever. 

Sadly I do not do OC’s I feel I would butcher your lovely OCs into the ground.

Mental Disorder Wills and Won’ts 

Will  Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), Autism, Anxiety Disorders, Tourette’s Syndrome, Sleeping Disorders 

Won’t  Bipolar Disorder (BPD), Eating Disorders, Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), Schizophrenia, Anything regarding Suicide,  

[tooti-fruiti]

WATCHFUL EYE [CHAPTER ONE]

Your new job

"So. I don't want you to say a word until I finish. Understand, (Y/n)?" Ms. Pauling said, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Yeah."

"Good."

"So, you are a mercenary. Taking this job means you are going to be part of a game. A game of murder that my boss likes to watch for entertainment. And I am in charge of keeping everything in order."

You nodded.

"In this game, you will be working with 9 men and you are tasked with killing their clones, as well as a clone of yourself."

How do they have a clone of you?

"You must be wondering how we have a clone of you. We don't. We need to run some tests on you and take some samples, and do some surgery on you to make sure you are capable to play the game."

Ms. Pauling suddenly stopped the car and looked you in the eye. "You agreed to our form before we asked you if you were fine with killing people. So if you quit, tell anyone about the game, or try to run away. We will find you and we will kill you."

"I won't." You said, holding your hands up in the air.

"Good." She said as she started driving again. "The government doesn't know about this, and they can't know about this. You can see friends and family, and tell them you're an assassin or something. But you can never bring anyone to or tell anyone about the place I am bringing you to now."

"The tests will ensure that you are active and strong. We will need samples of your DNA to make your clone. And we need to do surgery on you so ensure that you can play the game properly. This surgery will involve our best scientist putting two devices into your side."

"One device will ensure that you can't die- well. You can die but you will reincarnate to how you were a few minutes before you died back at our base. Kind of like a real life video game."

"The other device will allow you to use the teleporters our engineer invented."

"Now onto the benefits of working with us. You will he provided with your own room as you will here, seeing as you will live there. It's less hassle. Battles will only happen on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. And each battle lasts from 1-3 hours. And if you and your team win, you will get paid a lot of money. Like, a lot."

You nodded.

"The last thing I wanted to discuss with you is your position to the team. You will address yourself as driver, because you are the team's get-away driver. Our engineer is designing the perfect van for you as we speak. Along with the van, you will also get a shotgun and tools to fix tires or other issues."

"You know how to change a tire, right?"

You nodded.

She gave you a quick look and a smile. "Any questions?"

"What are they like?"

"Who? The guys?"

"Yeah." You said.

Ms. Pauling smiled and drove into a driveway with a large building.

You wondered how such a large building remained undetected but it was probably due to some sort of technology.

"You're about to meet them." She smiled. "I'll let you meet the guys, and they'll take care of everything from there."

"Ready?" Ms. Pauling asked.

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Prologue

Chapter Two->

[blackmambaboobs]

hiii <33 can I get a support class with a reader who is very angry? Like they’re so fucking mad and then it just turns into sadness?

Decided to go with Medic since I thought he'd be a good fit! I may or may not have projected a bit- Warning(s): Depression, angst, small anxiety attack Comfort "GODDAMN IT!" You yell, punching one of the walls in your bedroom, leaving a large crack that'll need to be fixed later on. But you were more pissed off at the fact that the mission you and the others did didn't go well and that your Depression is acting up. You not feeling the best was an understatement, you were feeling like a complete failure. Your face felt hot with anger and your knuckles were cracked open from the punch and bleeding a bit, but you didn't care. You just wanted your head to shut up. In the midst of your anger, you hear your bedroom door opening and a concerned Medic, your lover, staring at you. "Meine liebe, are you all right?" He asks as he walks towards you, gently grabbing your cheeks with such tenderness that you couldn't help but break. You couldn't stop the tears even if you wanted to, you grab Medic's wrists with little strength and sob, not bothering to hide your emotions in this moment. Medic's expression was that of worry as he let you cry your heart out. "Schatz, what happened?" He asks, his voice soft as he rubbed your cheeks with his thumbs, wiping away some of your tears. He didn't have his gloves on, probably because it was getting late, but you were thankful regardless for his touch. "I-I," You say through hiccups. "J-Just don't feel well 'cause of my stupid Depression and because of the mission not going well, a-and," you babbled through hiccups and sniffles. Medic stared at you in sympathy as you explained, wiping away tears that were falling. "Mein liebling, stop and breathe slowly," he states, noticing how you were practically close to hyperventilating from how much you were hiccupping. You nod and take a deep breath, trying to not overwhelm yourself again. For the next few minutes, the only sounds in your bedroom were your deep breathing and Medic's little praises here and there for taking said deep breaths. With a sniffle, your breathing was back to normal and your eyes burned from crying, but you felt much better. "T-Thank you, Love," you say as you wrap your arms around Medic's waist, pulling him close. With a smile, he kisses your forehead and places his forehead on yours. "Of course, my dear." He says as he pulls his head back and looks into your eyes. "I'm here for you, always." He states, wiping some strands of hair behind your ear. "Don't ever think you're alone in this, alright?" He says, his face in a stern expression. He pulls you close to him, nuzzling his chin on top of your head. "Talk to me if you need to, don't hold it in, okay?" He pleads, his voice gentle, but stern as he looks back down at your face. You smile, a genuine smile for the first time in a while and nod at him with a sniffle. "Okay."