#there are some heavy stuff in here

[jiauro]

Heavy is no longer my least played class

[squinkoblinko]

Heavy commission I finally finished up!

[800db-cloud]

spare some spy hcs? 👀

OKAY. ok. so i have been putting off answering this ask because i’m admittedly very shy and very afraid of sharing my headcanons. and also because i have A LOT OF THEM.. but here we are!

here are my headcanon spies :) René works for RED and Jacques works for BLU!

where to start, where to start… i have a LOT of headcanons for them, i’ll be talking for FOREVER here. i’ll just start with story because why not! xP

René’s parents were also agents/spies, so he was always destined to be one as well. And he lives up to his parents’ legacies! He’s most notorious for destroying gangs and mobs and the like from the outside in. He was brought to America years ago to take out a dangerous mob boss, but unfortunately found himself infatuated (and involved) with the boss’ daughter. Luckily for him, the boss’ daughter wanted the guy dead, too.

René’s story is honestly a lot more fleshed out than Jacques’, but here goes anyway:

Jacques’ father was a very rich and powerful man in politics. Jacques himself was the result of an affair, and to keep it hush-hush, his father decided to raise him. Raise is a strong word, though— but he did help his father gain intelligence and blackmail on opposing political parties. Jacques proved to be a promising spy since childhood.

If anyone has any suggestions/ideas for Jacques��� story, let me know haha x) he didn’t have the greatest upbringing per se…

last thing on this section i wanna talk about is the Scouts. René is related to both of the Scouts; he’s RED Scout (Jeremy)’s biological father, and he’s BLU Scout (James)’ adoptive/step-father. Jacques has no relation to either scout, but acts as a guardian figure to BLU Scout.

anyway, this is the part where i continue talking about other miscellaneous headcanons! and these come with doodles :)

You couldn’t catch René DEAD without his mask, or his suit! He’d neeever take them off around other people (‘other people’ is mainly just Scout. For obvious reasons.) Meanwhile, Jacques is pretty lenient in letting his teammates see his face! Everyone on BLU’s seen his face at least once.

A big part of why René refuses to strip down is also due to the fact he has a LOT of tattoos. No doodle for this one because I’ve yet to decide on what tattoos to put on him (ideas are very welcome!!), but yeah! Most of the tattoos were ‘forced’ onto him/he had to get for jobs and ‘fitting in’ with bad crowds, but a good few of them were of his own accord, too.

Jacques doesn’t have tattoos, but he has a myriad of another thing: scars! Lots and lots of scars on this guy. Faded and old, sure, but they’re there. Most prominent ones are the one around his neck (from when the RED Medic beheaded him) and the ones on his forearms (those are from the LAST time he was imprisoned— looong story…)

René doesn’t cook very often for his team, but when he does, everyone’s always BLOWN AWAY by this guy’s cooking! René’s really bad at taking compliments, though— (“Cooking food that’s remotely edible isn’t a compliment, it’s basic survival.”) —but rest assured he’ll be thinking about it for the next month. Jacques, however… Do NOT let this guy into the kitchen. Ever. The BLU base has a special fire extinguisher “In Case Spy Decides To Turn On The Stove”

oooh, this one is an hc and a HALF to me. René much prefers working alone. It’s just in his nature, being isolated and whatnot. He likes to deal with things by himself– maybe he doesn’t want to burden others? On the contrary, Jacques NEVER works alone. It’s a trait he’s had even before being hired to BLU. You never know when things could go wrong, so it’s best to have someone else to fall back to… or someone else you can blame!

these hcs both have something to do with how René and Jacques show their trust in other people :) it’s a bit convoluted but it gets there:

René is, amusingly, very bad at remembering names. Almost laughably bad. There have been many-a-story of his days before RED where he’d get a target’s name wrong, even after he’d repeated it in his head dozens of times over. Names are difficult for him, so if he remembers yours, it means you mean a lot to him! He prefers using his teammates’ names rather than their titles. René is unaware of how charming this specifc trait is to his coworkers (they saw how much work and effort it took for him to memorize their names, they’re just happy with how far he’s come!)

Jacques has a… to put simply, very complicated relationship with food. But the one thing he’ll never turn down is sweets. His favorites especially being chocolate bonbons. Jacques has a hard time eating in front of others, let alone sharing his food! But if he genuinely likes and trusts you enough, he’d have half the mind to share with you. Admittedly, he hasn’t brought himself to share with most of the members of his team yet, except for a select few. Mostly BLU Medic and BLU Sniper.

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and of course, eventually, EVENTUALLY, these two also become friends! it took a little bit but believe me, they both respect each other’s skill in their job :)

AHHg i could go sooo much longer about them— from things like their physical traits (how much teeth they have? it’s a pressing question) or different periods of their life (why did rené have to leave his family? why was jacques imprisoned for the last time?) BUT this post is so… so, so long. My fingers hurt from typing

If you’ve managed to read through this Beast, THANK YOU RAAHH!!! thanks so much for asking this, too. i hope to spare more hcs someday. hehe ^_^

[paintedcrows]

Human Bill! I wanna put him in a microwave

Bonus-ish: Really liked the flats on this one!

[luthor-s]

Cranium (2025)

As two of a very few biological anthropologists in the country, a catastrophic plane crash forces two doctors and former university rivals to work together. While identifying victims, the discovery of an unexpected skull adds a new layer of mystery to the investigation. At some point during their work, a shift in their typically adversarial relationship occurs.

[ruporas]

high school au (ID in alt)

[suntails]

⚔️🐬

[softpine]

she's looking especially sacrificial lamb today 🥩

[god-i-hope-so]

Hmmm Tommy and Buck get ambushed by some gang members who want their car. They try to talk their way out of it but they end up being kidnapped by the gang.

Tommy switches to full military mode because this is about survival now and protecting Buck. But he also knows Buck is not a damsel in distress and he trusts him to play his part in whatever they will have to do to survive.

And because angst is one of my favorite food: Buck intentionally kills for the first time, for survival. It's a new trauma but it also puts many things into perspective in his life, especially regarding his past.

[gracefireheart]

Made a little fanfic about how Heavy and Medic's first interaction in my TF2 x Beastars AU went down.

If you don't know what Beastars is, I recommend watching at least a little of the anime to get a feel for it (tho' some of the things I mention in the fic will reference certain things that's shown in season 2, so be warned ig). It's on Netflix, but you can also just pirate it if you don't have a subscription. You didn't hear it from me tho' :)

Anyways, onto the fanfic below the keep reading line. It's over 3k words long, and 'cause of that (and how I don't have an a03 account), I'll just use pics instead for what I wrote in order to not go over the character limit :]

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

Thinking abt tf2's comedy writing and character dynamics bear with me... all three canon "pairs" of characters - Medic and Heavy, Soldier, and Demo, Sniper and Spy - have a similar dynamic, a wacky comedic character and a more "straight-man" type of character. Medic and Heavy are probably the example of this people are most familiar with reading and writing this way, but I can argue the case for the other two too! Medic probably does the most absurd things out of any tf2 character, while Heavy is considered one of the most down-to-earth members of the cast and serves to "ground" Medic in reality a little bit; the best example of this in the main comic is, of course, the baboon pregnancy bit, and I would also consider all their dialogue in Meet the Medic to be very representative of this dynamic. People tend to characterize Demo as basically like. "Soldier 2" which I think is slightly accurate but not completely representative of him! While Demo is a very Big personality, very memorable, very bombastic (lol), he DEFINITELY works to ground Soldier if only in that he's actually smart. In the main comic, we see this when Demo is reassuring Soldier he won't be fooled by his civilian disguise, and in the update comics I think this is best shown in the WAR! comic, where Demo has his life together and has a nice ass house and is taking care of his mom n everything, while Soldier is living in the dark surrounded by army surplus tomato soup and boxes from The Rib Place. Now I know Sniper and Spy are going to be a hard sell, because Sniper is not as outwardly Wacky or Silly a character as Medic or Soldier, however he's pretty obviously grounded by Spy in the same way Heavy and Demo ground their partners. Spy is so uptight he's basically begging to be a comedic straight-man, and his repeated displays of disgust towards Sniper's more outlandish and comedic behavior gives him that outlet. Jarate is the most obvious example of this being their dynamic, but I also think the part in the comic where Spy is exceedingly disgusted by Sniper's nudity and yet refuses to give up his very expensive suit jacket counts towards this (in general, having a clothed character react strongly to a naked character's nudity is what keeps the repeated use of nudity in the tf2 comics funny, imo). Theirs is a liiiittle bit different tho, since in the process of "grounding" Sniper, Spy is also performing one of his own signature jokes (thinking he's hot fuckin shit when he's really no better shakes than anyone else in his situation)

[imperial-refuse]

==> LOHKII: Double Down, Curses and All

The Refusian Heir sits alone in their room, arms crossed over his knees and bandaged tail around their legs. He buries his head into his arms as their back slumps away from the headboard he sat against on his mussed, unmade bed.

Scenes flash in their thinkpan, forcibly implanted by that gogawful weapon wielded by his fellow heir... His eyes, dry and unfocused, dart around, as though seeing everything vividly in front of him. And, he could. Whenever they were alone. When he was out exploring. Even in the midst of videos and reels they attempted to make, every now and again, he'd notice a stray comment or two on occasion...

"his eyes look haunted... what did that other guy DO to him??"

In a flash, he's back on Refuse. Standing in front of a familiar woodland hive. He is surrounded by drones. Looking up to find... himself, staring down from above, as they exit the ship alongside Vesper...

<{ What... why...? What is SHE doing here...? What the hell is this aboUt, Lohkii...?! |F

The words that exit his mouth are familiar, painfully so... but they aren't his own. He's set upon immediately. Their chest squeezes. Aches, incessantly so, as he's bound, the familiar mirror of himself unable to reply as he looks away, producing a familiar collar, with a familiar sign on it.

<{ No... no, what are yoU doing...?! Don't yoU fUcking DARE... LOHKII. LOHKII!? |F

Tears, warmer than he's used to, stream down his face, feeling himself shake and tear at the bonds as his mirror approached, contrary to his... no... Vyrgyl's screeches and terror-laced profanities. The deed is done. And Vesper cackles in glee as stabbing agony rips through his body for the first time, the acrid stench of burnt flesh accompanying a roar of... Rage...? Suffering...? Sadness...? Terror...?

He didn't know. But he would find himself next in a dark, familiar setting now, scene shifting.

The only light in the room was coming from his own body - Vyrgyl's body - as the device he was stuck within sapped his energy. It... hurt... more than he cared to admit. His flesh felt raw. It stung to move. The disgustingly moist masses of tendrils writhing and pulsing around his body. A repulsive, almost violating sensation to accompanying the pinching of suckers pulling upon his constantly bloodied arms and legs, siphoning the aura that poured outward, almost uncontrollably in his distress.

The door opens. His chest seizes. Eyes clenching shut. His lower gut writhes within him as he instinctively pulled back, the effort tearing at his arms and legs.

He felt like he was going to throw up.

<{ ...N-no... d-don't yoU FuCKING toUch me... I'll bite it off this time, I swear it-- |F

)=| please, vyrgyl darling, its me~~~ its okay~~~

His eyes snap open. Its this reflection again. Familiar horns curl back over his head, a tail trailing behind. His - Vyrgyl's - terror and revulsion mutates within him in real time into boiling, all-consuming vengeance, a snarl gurgling from what felt like the depths of his soul.

<{ ...YoU... what the fUck do yoU want? Come to fUcking gloat? DoUble down on that dUmbshit mentality of yoUrs...? Lemme gUess. YoU think we're still fUcking ANYTHING after all this... |F

)=| i know ur upset, darling, and i--

<{ uPSET?! |F

He throws himself toward the Memory-Lohkii, yelping as the machine's tendrils clamp down, slicing into him further to keep him bound. He's trembling now... in both pain, and bubbling, white-hot, pure, platonic hatred.

<{ ...this goes FAR beyond being "Upset" Satana... |F

Memory-Lohkii flinches at the growled use of their last name.

<{ ...I jUst didn't think yoU'd be sUch a little pansy-ass cowardly bitch that yoU'd jUst refUse to see what yoU've fUcking done by handing me over to that... that... |F

)=| i came here to talk, vyrgyl, not fling insults like petulant little pupa~~~

<{ Oh, so the little princeling thinks he's fUcking RESPONSIBLE now, is that it...? Taking the high road after deciding commUnication's oUt the fUcking window after a single gogdamn fight? |F

)=| dont u of all trolls fucking call me that, vyrgyl~ dont u start acting like~~~

<{ Like what, little monarch? Tell me. Tell me what a fUcking Uncontrollable, monstroUs beast yoU think me to be that yoU woUld lock me the fUck Up like a common barkbeast then jUst hand my gogdamn kennel to a dogfUcker. |F

)=| im warning u, vyrgyl~~~ shut ur fucking mouth or ill~~~

<{ Do it. FUcking do it. YoU've already rUined my life. YoU've taken EVERYTHING from me. I fUcking hate yoU. I hate yoUr stUpid, grotesque, overbloated highblood GuTS, and not in the way yoU probably WISH I did, yoU pathetic, LONELY little WHORE-- |F

The pain rips through his side in an instant. Memory-Lohkii's rapier pushes into Vyrgyl's side with a splatter of green. With a hiss of pain, he merely lets out a gurgled, mirthless chuckle, and a derisive, wild, searing fanged grin.

<{ ...JUst like a trUe heir, Lohkii. JUst like a trUe fUcking heir. |F

Memory-Lohkii's face flushes, brows knit and face scrunched in fury as they rip the weapon from Vyrgyl's - his - side, and rounding on their heels and storming toward the door.

And so the scene would change once more. And change once more. And again. And again.

Every single act of suffering that could ever lead back to him, Lohkii Satana, would play out in his mind from the perspective of their victims.

But... it... it COULDN'T. This... this couldn't be what they wanted... what they caused...

The sharpened nails digging, wildly into his back. Fetid breath on his neck. An anchor, piercing his shoulder, FORCING him to his knees. The terror and rage on the faces of two goldblooded psions as his collar lights up for the first time in over a sweep, and the subsequent terror and rage of a fierce battle, leading into a hand being ripped open through an act of self-sacrifice...

Every scene plays out on loop behind his eyes.

They couldn't keep thinking about it. If they did...

"...Your Idolization...? Your... Your dinner is ready, sire..."

Lohkii is snapped from their reverie. The pains and aches not his own fading back into those that WERE his own.

That's... that's right. It was just a curse. Magic WAS real after all... Vyrgyl had always proved that much...

No.

He dragged himself from their bed, a shaky smile pulling their pierced lip back as the officer who had entered his respite block glanced around the dimly lit room, clothing, cosplay and makeup supplies strewn about.

No. The only way out... had to be forward. He could... deal with the consequences later. For now... they had a mission ahead of him, and wounds to heal from.

)=| ...thank u darling~~~ ill leave a bonus for u to not speak of the state of my respite block if u please~

Lohkii had to get Vyrgyl back. For the limeblood's own sake.

[icewindandboringhorror]

sometimes looking at like Self Help Strategies lists for the symptoms I'm having is always just like:

thing that I already do

thing I have tried 10 times

thing I already do

thing that I don't have the money to do

thing I already do

thing I've been doing since I was 10yrs old to no avail

thing that is impossible given my situation

thing that doesn't apply to me

thing that I already do

thing I have already tried

hrmm, oh wait, maybe finally- OH, yeah.. okay. thing that I already do but it was just phrased slightly differently

thing I have already done

[wishurn]

TV shows from the 90s and early 2000s truly are the best antidepressant (next to actual antidepressants)

[hana-bobo-finch]

i hardly ever mention Glad for some reason. you. you know the one. the cousin. the mouthless one. bellona’s cousin that I have probably only mentioned once but she does actually do stuff in the plot. yknow. i only have concept sketches of her but uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[simulation-error]

headcanon that exos in relationships wear sweaters a lot, to be more comfy for their partners <3

i got into art to draw my ships and favorite characters, that fuels me since February and I'm not complaining

man, do i love to draw exo's and hands search tag: art-edit-vid