Request: Make Medic Smile"Yo, Snipes?"Request: Make Medic Smile4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You ever see Medic laugh before?" Sniper thought this over then gave Scout a look. "And I don't mean like ya know, after he kills someone and shit but like ya know, like a happy kinda laugh, ya know?"
"I uh I don't think so " the Australian answered truthfully. Every time he's seen Medic off the battlefield, he always had a frown on his face. He did seem to be very depressed, that was for sure. "Well, ya can't blame him I mean ya heard about what happened right?" He loomed over sound and grinned evilly. "He used to work in a laboratory where he made monstrous creatures that escaped after killing everyone in the lab and now live in the sewers and eat-."
"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Scout screamed and shoved him hard. "I mean it, the frowning and looking like he has a fucking stick up his ass kinda freaking me out!" The Australian had to agree, nothing really could make the Medic smile for real. "Hey ya thinking what
Medic and His BirdMedic had a little doveMedic and His Bird3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Medic had a little dove
Feathers white as snow!
And everywhere that Medic went
Everywhere that Medic went
That dove was sure to go!
It interfered with work one day
Work one day
Work one day
It interfered with work one day
But Medic didn't really care
Medic didn't really care
He loved that white bird so!
TF2 - Respawn Family"Medic. . . . . Medic . . . .!"TF2 - Respawn Family3 years ago in Romance More Like This
No, no, no, he didn't like this, not one little bit. He was being shaken by a large, warm hand on his shoulder, and the doctor screwed his eyes up tighter.
He was in the middle of a dream, where he was at home, in Germany, safe and warm and away from all the fighting and gore, able to laugh and have fun genuinely, without fear or memories of death, destruction and murder.
No, no, no, he didn't like this at all.
It wasn't right. He could laugh and have fun here. This was home.
Finally, he awoke, eyes blurred, even with his circular glasses on, the ceiling blindingly white, as he realized he was in the Respawn Room, the room next to his own infirmary.
"Doktor . . ?" came a large voice that the Medic could not pinpoint. His head was heavy and vision swimming in the pale, sterile-smelling room.
Medic finally managed to sit up, shakily propping himself up onto his elbows. He felt as if he was detached from his body, like he was just rudely awakened
A Nine-Pipe ProblemThe Medic looked up from his work at the sound of the infirmary doors creaking open. Even before his eyes focused, the hulking figure framed in the doorway was unmistakable. So was the curious way the big man tilted his head when he saw something that befuddled him.A Nine-Pipe Problem3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Ah, Herr Heavy. Is there something wrong?"
"Doctor," the Russian sniffed. "Did not think that you smoked?"
The Medic blinked in confusion for a second before he remembered the pipe clenched between his teeth. Chuckling nervously, he removed it from his mouth and tapped the bowl. "Oh, this. This is not tobacco." He took a quick look around the infirmary to make sure no one was watching but his doves, then leaned conspiratorially across the desk. "It is something much better!"
The giant's only response was to raise an eyebrow and cock his head the other way this time. The gesture was awkward and almost birdish, and one of many things the doctor found endearing in the other man.
Suitably endeared, the German stood
Meet the MedicGermany, 1941, Close to the Polish BorderMeet the Medic2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Halt right there, Doctor Schuler, and put your hands where we can see them.” The Medic dropped his bags and raised his gloved hands in the air. He heard the sound of several guns being cocked. He chewed his lip, and the dove cooed in his cage. The Obersturmführer walked in front of his men to face the prisoner, his jackboots crunching in the freshly-fallen snow. “Turn to face me, Doctor,” the officer ordered. The Medic did so. He was facing seven soldiers; four in the back with rifles, and three in the front with sten guns. “Although I suppose you are no longer really a doctor, are you?” he asked mockingly. “After all, your medical license was revoked after the General Kohler incident.” The Obersturmführer spat at the Medic’s shoes.
“I suppose not,” the Medic replied.
“Well, if you don’t mind, I will continue to call you a doctor. There are so few in the me
Unforeseen ConsequencesAir. Fresh air.Unforeseen Consequences3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She hadn't known that something could feel this wonderful.
She took another deep breath in, stepping forward beyond the shed before letting it out. It tasted clean, so fresh and perfect. Too clean. She frowned, casting her eyes back at the shed, stepping forward again, expecting to hear GLaDOS's musical laugh as a test chamber built itself around her.
It was the first time she had relaxed, she realized. The first time since she had been put into stasis before her first set of test chambers. It felt odd, not holding her beloved portal gun. It felt odd... not having to really run from anything or anyone. Just her and the companion cube. Even if there were no humans left - and Chell sincerely hoped that there were humans left and that GLaDOS hadn't been 'enhancing the truth' - the two of them could live the rest of their days out pretty happily. The warm feeling of bliss spread over her features, and she sighed, allowing that crisp air to flow through her o
A very TF2 Christmas'Twas ze night before Christmas, and all through ze map,A very TF2 Christmas5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not a sentry was stirring,
Because ze Scout broke your crap,
Ze cap point was guarded by ze Heavy so fat,
In hopes zat St. Nicholas will bring him a hat;
Ze Sniper was sitting all zoomed in on ze Reds,
While little blue dots were aimed at zeir heads;
And ze Engie building dispensers, and I ready to sap,
Had just left ze point all open to cap,
When out in the barracks arose such a noise,
Ze Engineer shouting:
"WE GOT A SPAH, BOYS!"
Away to the spawn I ran like a bunny,
Giggling like mad, because lets face it, zat was funny,
Ze fire of ze Pyro was hot on my trail,
My ass was on ze line and I could not fail;
When, what in front of my eyes should take place,
Ze Soldier fires a crit-rocket into that mumbling oaf's face;
With a nod and a grin, looking razzer slick,
I high-tailed it out of there at once and right quick;
Ze rest of ze Red team, like banshees they'd scream,
Zey all required assistance from the rest of the team;
ArchimedesSavesTheDay-a TF2 Medic Miss Pauling ficIt had been a very long, tiring, and frustrating day. The RED Medic's long white coat and trademark red rubber gloves had long since been removed and deposited in the biohazard hamper for cleaning later, and his red tie hung loose and slightly askew.ArchimedesSavesTheDay-a TF2 Medic Miss Pauling fic3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Having finally restored the Medbay to order and completing his report to be turned in to the Administrator, Stecker absently pushed the small lensed, wire frame glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and asked of his companion perched primly on the chair behind the German's desk, "Vell zen... vat do you say, Archimedes?"
The white dove cocked its head as if actually waiting to hear what he had to say. "Vich do you zink is vat ze Doktor needs, hm? "Beethoven? Mozart? Sarasate? Bach?" The bird ruffled its feathers and cooed with seeming enthusiasm at the last composer's name. Chuckling softly, the Medic went over to the narrow closet in the corner and retrieved his violin case, "Ah zo, Bach's Partita in E Major it is zen."
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: MedicTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Medic1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
That was doctor-assisted homicide!
The healing is not as rewarding as the hurting.
Oops! that was not medicine!
Did that sting? Saw-ry!
Would you like a second opinion? You are also ugly!
Another successful procedure!
Prepare for your examination... heheha.
Auf wiedersehen... Schweinehunds!
Hold still, schweinehund, this will only sting for a moment.
Haha! What a bloodbath!
Danke *Partner Name*, my unusual Kamerad!
Danke schön, *Partner Name*, Danke schön.
You have been a very good patient *Partner Name*. I think I might provide anaesthesia when I perform surgery on you.
That’s it *Partner Name*, feel the power coursing through your body, and destroy all that stand in your way!
(Super Finish) I am the Übermensch!
(Super Finish) All I can tell you about this next procedure is that it will be... excruciating!
(Partnered with Mercenary) I think you might have a check-up overdue my friend!
(Partnered with Pony) ‘Elements of Harmony’? I must investigate this
Winter Cuddles-Pyro and ScoutFreezing cold. How the hell could it be so cold in a damn desert? There was even sugar-like snow frosting the base, and the other one too (or so Sniper had said). At night, the hay in the RED barn was useful in absence of blankets, but in the daytime when they were moving about, there was little to nothing to help them keep from freezing besides the clothes on their backs, and the scraps sewn into those courtesy of Medic and his needle. But even with the sleeves of his shirt extended to his wrists, Scout was still shivering terribly. Most everyone else on his team was probably somewhere else, keeping themselves warm. Maybe they were even in their rooms, the doors and windows shut to keep out the chilly wind. Lately Pyro had been the one to make meals, and they were always a welcomed commodity, especially since he always made sure it was nice and warm for his teammates. Or at least, thats what they liked to believe.Winter Cuddles-Pyro and Scout6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After a while, the fire starter even starte
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: SniperTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Sniper1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
I reckon you're gonna get real used to lookin' up at me.
I’ve slept in the corpse of water buffalo tougher than you!
You shouldn't have even gotten outta bed.
You got a forehead on ya like a coffee table.
I'm a dinkum Aussie, not some bloody cartoon!
That's how we do it in the bush!
Ahh, that's apples mate.
You'll be needin' another use for that neck.
That funeral ain’t gonna be open casket!
If your strategy is to build me confidence, it’s working.
You’re not too bad, *Partner Name*. I don’t feel ashamed to call you mate anymore.
Good on ya *Partner Name*!
Once we’re done with this stupid bloody war, the two of should just hop in my van and take a country trip. Whaddya say, *Partner Name*?
Ever been to Bangkok, *Partner Name*?
(Super Finish) (Whispering) You’re all a bunch of no-hopers
(Super Finish) I’m running out of places to put holes in ya.
(Partnered with Mercenary) I don’t care what’s goin’ on; if there’s an
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 2"Doktor-"TF2 - Respawn Family Part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"No!" Medic swatted a hand airily in the direction of the large Russian, attempting to bury his head further under his pillow.
The world spun upside down and Medic found himself being held up by the ankle, high above the ground, eye level with Heavy, glaring at him lightly.
"Is time for vake up, Doktor."
"Neeeeiin." Medic squirmed in the uncomfortable grip and grabbed a pillow, batting the giant weapons expert across the face. "Put me doooown! I vas asleep! Down!"
The German kicked out a little, squirming upside down, still half asleep and glaring from the bright walls of the infirmary.
"Nyet, Doktor, it is time to vake up, you overslept."
The Heavy was silenced by another hit across his face by the soft pillow, making him chuckle lowly at the brunettes futile attempts to escape the one-handed hold.
"Down, dummkopf, down!
"Nyet. Are you awake yet?" The larger of the two grinned as the smaller looked down- or up in his case- as if truly
2Fort Bulletin BoardNOTICE:2Fort Bulletin Board3 years ago in Humor More Like This
No, I will not divulge the Pyro's gender. Stop asking me.
My spare pants. Does anyone know where I left the things? I haven't seen them for two days.
WHO KEEPS STEALING MY LUNCH?:
WHICH ONE OF YOU SORRY SACKS OF LADY'S PURSES IS STEALING MY FOOD? IT IS CLEARLY MY FOOD. IT HAS "SOLDIER'S FOOD" WRITTEN ON IT IN VERY LARGE LETTERS. ARE YOU ALL ILLITERATE? BECAUSE THAT WOULD NOT SURPRISE ME. WHEN I FIND THE ONE WHO IS STEALING MY FOOD, I WILL KILL HIM AND EAT A PORTION OF HIS BODY COMMENSURATE WITH THE FOOD THAT HAS BEEN STOLEN. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Demoman's spare pants. They were on the TV areal.What in the hell were you drinking to make you think it was a good idea to throw your pants on the TV areal, and can I have some?
I have not told Heavy the Pyro's gender. Stop asking him.
Who wants to go see "Them" with me on Friday?
I do not keep sodium pentothal in the infirmary, and if I
We called him ScoutWe called him Scout. It was the name on his birth certificate.We called him Scout5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I always thought that it sounded more like a dog's name.
He'd been a preemie. It always scared Mom to tears, because he was put in a incubator. The doctor always said that there was a chance that Scout wouldn't be in that incubator tomorrow. Just to warn us, I know, but it was horribly rude of him.
You think I liked sitting there, watching my almost naked brother lie on his back. Cry. Cry. Crying away for Mom. And Mom couldn't hold him. And when he got quiet, when his little voice wasn't working, my heart stopped beating. The Doctor always reassured us that he was just sleeping. That that was all it was. But it didn't ever calm my nerves.
When Mom brought him home one day Vanessa and Lily, the twins, ran up to see him. And Mom put him in my arms and said that she was going to make him a bottle and I should watch the kids because it would be a while. She was going to make us a hot plate too.
Scout scared the crap out of me w
VanillaVanillaVanilla3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
BLU Medic was a shy man. He'd just been graduated from the Training Facility, when he was transfered to 2Fort. The area was hot, hotter than he was used to, and not even the creek that flowed in from just over the fence helped some days(it was the only part of the creek they dared swim in).
Medic also didn't speak much English. When he did, it came out broken, fragmented. It was something Soldier picked at often. He ALSO disliked change. When they were first transfered away from 2Fort, to Harvest, he freaked out and spent days in the medical ward, refusing to come out. Until their Sniper coaxed him out, that is. The Australian had a way with small animals, and the way Medic was acting was akin to a scared puppy.
After that, the second-youngest member of the team often turned to the older man when he got scared. Sniper learned to go to bed just a little later, just in case the German couldn't sleep. He'd hear a knock on his van door, and open it, to reveal the young man, in a dr
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 9"I do not want to leave."TF2 - Respawn Family Part 93 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I know ya don't, dude, but ya gotta."
"-Is asleep, Hev. Let 'im get some rest."
Somewhere, mixed and jumbled in-between the realms of severe drug-induced sleep and achingly awake consciousness, Medic heard voices buzzing in his ear drums.
"Dude. . . .Spy says ya gotta let 'im sleep on his own. I'm gonna watch over him for ya." The chirpy teenage voice sounded almost happy.
"I do not like tiny Scout vatching over Doktor."
"Doktor is ill. Vhat if something happens to him? Vhat vill you do?"
A quiet sigh of desperation.
"Heavy . . . . Just get some sleep, okay? Spy wants you to rest as much as Doc."
The last part of the almost silent argument faded from the doctor's memory, the relentless tendrils of slumber clawing at him yet again, the Scout and the Heavy's voice swimming in his ears.
It saddened him that the warm weight of his friend no longer resided next to him, the most comforting thing he had possibly ever felt leaving him without warni
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: ScoutTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Scout1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Ey, is somebody keepin' track of my heads batted in?
Not so tough now are ya? Are ya?!
You're like a car crash in slow motion. It's like I'm watchin' ya fly through a windshield.
Say goodbye to ya kneecaps, chucklehead!
Yo, I oughta' be on a baseball card!
Wassamatter, y'freakin' stupid?
If you order now, I'll throw in a second beatin', absolutely free.
Yeah, I dare ya, rage quit. C'mon, make us both happy.
That’s what I’m talking about!
Ya head’s a freakin’ bat magnet!
Way to go, *Partner Name*! We got ‘em, we got ‘em!
Hey *Partner Name*! Dat was all you!
Alright, yeah, that’s- naw, that’s a pretty good job, *Partner Name*.
*Partner Name*, you earned my respect, brotha/sista.
(Super Finish) No otha’ class gonna do dat!
(Super Finish) Man, your skull’s so soft you’re makin’ this easy!
(Partnered with Mercenary) Considering how bad we’re beating their asses are you sure this still counts as a war?
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Pinkamena Diane PieTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Pinkamena Diane Pie1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Woo! That was fun! We totally gotta do it again!
What should we do now? Oh, I know! Let's make a song about our fight!
It doesn't matter if you lost, all that matters is that you had fun!
Nanana nananaaaaaa!! (Blows raspberry)
Come on by to Sugarcube Corner some time, we could have milkshakes!
Whoa! You were like 'bam!', and I was like 'kablamo!'!
Fighting? I thought we were just playing, or at least that's what you made it feel like.
Never seen something like that been used as a weapon, have you?
I have a harder time dealing with the Baby Cakes than you! Although that actually doesn’t say much.
You must defeat Surprise to stand a chance.
I knew that would put a smile on your face, *Partner Name*!
When should we celebrate our victory party, *Partner Name*? How about now? Pleeeeeaaase?
Come on *Partner Name*! Give me a big hug right here, right now!
What do you say, *Partner Name*? I say it’s time to sssiiiiiiiiiinng~!!
(Super Finish) Hey, don’t feel so bad that you lo
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: DemomanTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Demoman1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Oh, they're goin' ta have to glue you back together... IN HELL!
Let that be a bloody lesson to yeh!
And that's what yeh get for touching that!
(Slurred) ...Yer arses ass and I'm the grass man, punk yeah ya havin' heathen...
(Slurred) ...Any of you that think ye're better 'n me you're gon' have another thing...
(Slurred) ...gonna take ye down to the pain train station in train town...
They're goin' to bury what's left of ye in a soup can!
Ya great lactating wet nurse!
Oh, you’re a wee little miss, you are!
How’s that feel, ya blockhead?
Hey look *Partner Name*! They couldn’t even see the blody bombs!
For the record, *Partner Name*, I didn’t need yer help, you know.
(Weeping, slurred)Oh *Partner Name*... Everyone thinks I'm just a one-eyed bloody monster, god damnit... (sobbing)
Come on *Partner Name*, let’s go get drunk off our asses. Or at least you can, I’ve already been for quite a while now.
(Super Finish) (Slurred) ...Gonna kill you and I'll keep
TF2--Green EyesTF2--Green Eyes4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The passenger train was dark and old, and looked more like a supply train with bus seats tucked to the sides. The lights flickered with every slight bump in the track, and the only way that air seemed to come in was through a few vents close to the ceiling. There were no windows, so he couldn't tell where they were, even after the escorts had taken off his blindfold. Though it didn't really matter. It wasn't like he would have been able to tell.
It was only after these observations that his gray-blue eyes settled on the seat in front of him. Odd, that those escortswhomever they werehad placed him in this specific seat, because every other one was empty except for the one directly facing him. That seat was occupied by a stub of a man, who sat looking equally as confused. His head had just been shaved, it seemed, though there was some fresh stubble already growing along his jaw and under his chin. He wore goggles over his eyes, and there was a yellow hardhat on the seat next
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 3The first thought to enter his head upon waking up was 'Oh mein gott, I'm so comfy. It's so good to be in a nice warm bed for once.'TF2 - Respawn Family Part 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
The second thought swiftly followed, as if realizing exactly what the first was.
'What in the world did I do last night and where am I? '
The Medic finally opened his left eye, his right still covered in gauze. He was fully tempted to stretch himself out to his full length, and sigh contently at the initial feeling of having a full nights sleep in the warm, soft bed, but he became aware of something restricting him, and not only the sling around his arm.
Warm breath circled his ear, and the brunette felt something large and warm curl closer to him.
He was in a bed. He didn't have a bed.
Then it came flooding back to him, echoing behind his good, glasses-less eye.
Fighting, healing, not dying, talking to RED Spy, outsmarting BLU Spy, Heavy telling him he needed sleep, and making him take his bed.
He had to admit thoug
TF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: PyroTF2 Vs AT/MLP Victory Quotes: Pyro1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
(Translations are probably inaccurate. Your interpretation may vary.)
Hm hm hm hrmm... (Laughing)
Ow dow how dow. (I don’t think so.)
Murr hurr mphuphurrur, hurr mph phrr. (I didn’t really think I would kill you like that.)
Khamaahh! (Come on!)
Mmmphya harrgh mrgha hrghgph! (I don’t know why I’ve got to do everything.)
Mrph Mrpha? Haphrmphrm mrphmphm arphma ha! (Oh really? I’m paying myself for that!)
(Partner) Mphn mphna mprh. (Thanks for the help.)
(Partner) Gvuuh jovhh. (Good job.)
(Super Finish) AAWWWWRRRRRHHAAAA!! (Screaming)
(Partnered with Mercenary, Heavy or Scout) Mrferymph! (Victory!)
(Partnered with Pony, Applejack or Fluttershy) Hrraayyy! (Hooray!)
(Partnered with Soldier or Demoman) Haha hrm hrm haa! (Laughing)
(Partnered with Engineer) Euhehehehe <3! (Giggling)
(Partnered with Engineer or Medic) Mhnk nhya mhph. (Thank you, doc.)
(Partnered with Sniper or Spy)HRMPH! (Said in a condescending tone
Addiction-Medic X Reader (Blu Version)AddictionAddiction-Medic X Reader (Blu Version)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medic X Reader
I sat on my bed, watching the clock tick away as the impending silence of the base sank further into the night. There was a burning hunger deep in my stomach, making me twitch and pray that everyone was deep enough in their dreams to not be up at this hour. My mission was simple in idea, but problematic to actually succeed in. It wasn’t a job I could just do. It needed stealth, efficiency, and calm. Because I was going to break into Medic’s lab.
As insane as it sounded, the item of choice was even weirder: The jar of cough drops. Yes, I am one of the poor souls addicted to those things. The cool menthol dripping down my throat and the refreshing flavors soothing the inner hunger, God I love cough drops. The major problem was how hard it is to infiltrate such a part of the base. Medic is very strict about who and what goes in and out of there, and not to mention the fact that he would flip if he found out about me stealing from hi
medic x readerYou didn’t enjoy a visit to medic’s infirmary. Not. One. Bit.medic x reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was hot and stuffy, while the tension in the air only made the two of you more uncomfortable. You didn’t speak much around the guys, but fell completely silent around the doctor. It wasn’t that you disliked him, in fact, it was the exact opposite. Your heart melted at the slightest glimpse of him, causing you to avoid him in battle as well. Injuries were left untreated, usually fixed later in the day by respawn. But on off-occasions, you managed to hurt yourself at the very end of the work day, and couldn’t go to bed without treatment.
Now you sat up perfectly straight in medic’s pristine white work-room, arm held out, as he threaded the needle through your flesh.
“how did you manage zees vun?” he questioned, referring to the deep gash in your forearm.
“pyro’saxe…..” your voice was quiet enough that you could barely hear it yourself, yet your s