#tf2sniperxreader

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Spy,scout, sniper, medic getting high

Maybe nsfw?

imblasted so there might be spelling errors

Spy: he wouldn’t be the type to get high just whenever. He has to be so stressed out of his mind for him to just spark up a joint. But when he does, oh my god. Different person. He’s so calm it’s scary. Sitting there in his own little world just dozing off. He does enjoy smoking with other people but he prefers to be alone so he can play his music and dance around (fruity tbh)

Scout: scout smokes every. Day. #Potheadscout. He definitely gets like 10x more horny when he smokes. He just got all that pent up energy. Gotta bust one out. He probably starts smoking and then just keeps doing it all day/night. Like “oh my highs wearing off” *sparks another bowl*

Medic: he prescribed it to them. He smokes but he definitely doesn’t like it because he starts tweaking. Fr.

Sniper: He smokes all the time you can’t tell me otherwise. That man SPARKS it. (I love him so much) he loves smoking alone, no one else. He is so calm when he smokes but every once in a while he gets too greened out and starts genuinely tweaking. Y’all know that sfm where he starts screaming whole throwing Jarate, I think it’s literally called ‘meet the Jarate’ or something. But that part is how hed act. I’ll attach the clip

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[uber-den-pyromanen]

SniperxReader Ch 9

The team found out about Reader’s unwanted friend and spring into action.

I entered the war room to see everyone surrounding a table. They were talking calmly, Spy was leading the conversation. "Why don't I just kidnap him and take his head again?" I was slightly taken back by Medic's comment. "Our goal is not to anger their entire team… that little stunt didn't go over too well." I sat down at the back of the room. "Thank you for joining us, Sharpshooter." I looked to the group. "Sorry, I started dinner." Some of them smiled to me, and quickly went back to work. They talked about what they could do differently, how to keep me safe. "So what are you going to do differently (Y/N)?" Jeremy looked to me. "I could stay up in the snipers tower with Snipes." "No. That gives their Spy a quick and easy way to get to you." Sniper was right… "I think it's best that you keep doing what you've been doing. You're hidden and protected." Spy was right, my first instant was the best. Keep hidden with my back protected. I stood and went to check on dinner.

It was obvious that they weren’t coming to the common room for dinner so I brought dinner to them. Demo was asleep as was Sniper. "Hey ya'll hungry?" The men turned to me. "It's that late already…" Engie was flabbergasted. "… Let's go eat and get some rest. We're going to have some training to do tomorrow." Most of them stood and headed to the common room, ignoring the food that I was holding. I turned to head back so they wouldn't be confused. "Ey Lassie!" Demo who I thought was asleep had decided to become chummy with me. "Is that food ya go there?" Demo smiled to me and wrapped his arm around me. He reeked of whatever he drank. "Thank you, it was my turn to cook." He slid off of me and headed back to the common room. I sighed and went and tapped Sniper's legs with my foot. He let out a grunt. "You hungry?" Sniper reached up and tilted his hat back to I could see his eyes. "I'm not up to eating…" I sighed; it was obvious that Sniper was really upset that the enemy Spy had a thing for me too. "I'll try to save you some." I turned form him and headed back to the common room.

All the guys, save Sniper, was sitting at the common room table. "I wasn't expecting ya'll to actually come out of the war room to eat." Soldier slammed his hand onto the table and stood. "There is no eating in the war room!" I set the food down on the table and they started to help themselves. "Guys be sure to save some for Sniper." Jeremy gave a thumbs up. "Thanks guys…" "We should be thinking you. For once theirs eatable food served in this place." I smiled to Spy and turned to walk away. "Hey (Y/N) you going to eat?" I turned back to Del for a moment. "I ate while I cooked." I walked over to the couch and sat down. The men ate in relative quiet... "Where is Sniper?" Heavy looked around the room. "Still in the War Room." Spy stood; "I don't think he should be alone..." Spy started to head that way. "...Theirs no telling what he's thinking." A fork dropped from Demo's hand and he ran from the room. "Am I missing something!" They all looked to me. "I don't think Sniper's that stupid..." I saw Medic shake his head. "He's lost his parents, the only people that have ever cared about him... till you of coarse, he's not about to lose you too." My jaw dropped, Sniper was too smart to run head first into the enemy Spy's hands... Right?

I sat on the couch with Jeremy. He was trying his best to comfort me... It wasn't helping. Sniper was in fact going after the enemy Spy on his own. Spy and Demo were chasing after him with Medic on call in case something went wrong. "Here you go, darling." I looked up to Del he had a cup of tea in his hands. "Thank you." I took the warm cup and he took a seat next to me. "Don't worry about him, he'll be just fine." I shook my head and took a sip. "If he would have been fine why did Demo and Spy run after him?" Del let out a chuckle. "To make sure the enemy makes it out alive." I shook my head again; "I'm supposed to believe that?" Jeremy leaned forward to look at me. "Snips, single handily took down Demo and Miss P. If she hadn't poisoned him they both would be dead." Jeremy leaned back and Heavy spoke up from his poker game. "Da, we were not picked for no reason." I sighed and held the cup tighter. "Now, darling, why don't you go get some rest." Del grabbed my half drunk tea from my hands. "Sniper will be back in the morning." I shook my head. "There is no way that I could possibly sleep knowing that he's in danger." I stood and walked away from the group, letting my feet take me where ever.

I wound up at Sniper's van. I pulled on the door, it was open. I stepped in and looked around. How did a man of his size live in a place this small. For me it was of decent size, still cramped though. One of his spare shirts hung off of the bed ladder. I grabbed it and threw it over myself. I reeked of coffee and had a slight hint of cigarettes and blood. "Please come back to me alive..." I looked around the small camper. A pot of coffee was sitting on a counter untouched. Jars, of what I could only assume were urine, were on the floor by the only door. I shook my head to this and sat down in one of the small chairs that were crammed into the camper. I flipped threw the magizines that were set on the table. Under the stack was a worn photograph. I carefully picked it up, the back was facing me. 'For our lovely boy Mick.' I turned it over and say what I could only assume were Sniper's parents. His mother looked kind, his father not so much. I heard the door of the camper slam open. My head shot from the photograph and to Sniper. "Snips! You're ok!" He looked to me and then to what I was holding. "Yeah, I'm fine... Why are you in my camper?" He walked over and took the photo from me. "I..." I shrunk into his shirt, Sniper seemed mad at me... "I'm not mad at you, just ask next time." He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat across from me. "I'm sorry... I was worried about you." Sniper looked over the photo, and then to me. "It's alright... love." Love? Sniper called me love? "Where have you been; Spy and Demo went looking for you." I looked to Sniper's face for the first time, it was bloody. "I went hunting..." I sighed knowing what he meant. "I guess they stopped you before you could catch your game?" He sneered and looked to me. The angry expression fell from his face. "Is that my shirt?" I blushed and burred myself into it. "Y...Yeah." He gave a half hearted smile. "It looks good on ya." I smiled back to him my face heating up. We sat in silence for a moment before Sniper spoke again. "Were you really worried about me?" He looked back to the photo. "I was, Snips..."

"Please, call me Mick, (Y/N)." He looked back to me and set the photo aside. "With the way Spy and Demo reacted to you being on your own..." I reached out to grab his hand. "...How could I have not been worried." Mick tensed up for a moment, and soon relaxed at my touch. "Jeremy... I mean Scout, said it was more for the enemy Spy..." Mick let out a loud laugh. "And he was right for the first time in his life." Mick settled down after a moment and took his hat off. "Unfortunately we have to do this right... damn Spy's right." I tilted my head to the side. "He has to disappear in combat." I sighed... "Well at least a message has been sent." Mick smiled to me. "And it was a right good one." I looked to him and laughed, he had a big toothy grin on his face. "We should get some rest." I stood, Mick went to follow, but i guess he decided against it. "I'm staying in Engie's shop... with like thirty sentries." I slipped past him. "Forgetting something?" I clutched onto the shirt. "No, not to my knowledge..." I smirked to him. Mick quickly stood. "Really now?" I bolted out of the door, probably knocking a jar or two over in the process. "Hey! That's my shirt!" I let out a laugh and looked back for a quick glance. Mick was chasing after me, how cute. "That's my only spare!" I reached the large doors that lead to Engi's shop I opened them enough to let myself in and shut Mick out. "Oi! Open up!" I poked my head out. "It's mine now!" I stuck my tong out at him and slipped back into the shop and closed the doors tight. I turned to the room to see Del and Medic holding back laughter. I blushed bright red. "Leave me alone!" I walked past the two and into the small supply room that was my make shift room, and went to sleep.