Soup Shop"Engie, once this God forsaken war is over we're going to own a soup shop. You got that?"
"Sure thing, partner"
He knew he didn't have a choice. Everyone told him it was what he would've wanted. But it wasn't right. It just wasn't right.
Well, to be fair, no one had pinned the responsibility on him yet. But the Engineer was not an unintelligent man. He could tell by the way they were all more sympathetic around him that they assumed he would be the one to pull the plug.
Idiots. All of them. Didn't know a thing about him.
He didn't respond; he honestly didn't feel like it. The Texan just wanted to wrap himself up in his little world of machinery and pretend they weren't in the middle of war and his goddamn love was dying.
"Engineer, listen to me"
"Just Gosh darn it Medic, I'm not in the mood!"
"I know that You've made it perfectly clear. But there is no negotiating and false hope now. There is nothing more anyone can do."
The Medic was
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 2"Doktor-"TF2 - Respawn Family Part 24 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
TF2 - Respawn Family"Medic. . . . . Medic . . . .!"TF2 - Respawn Family4 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
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 34 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 - Respawn Family Part 4"Me-"TF2 - Respawn Family Part 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Russian had burst through the door to his friend, war not thirty minutes from starting, and upon not seeing the doctor at the breakfast table - (Spy's turn to cook; nothing like French toast before war) - Heavy knew the man had overslept, and raced after finishing his food to the man, only to find the German with his back to him, fully aware of the situation, and hastily getting dressed.
Dark hair tussled from sleep; the physician was tying his belt around his tan pants, shirtless from sleeping, boots on, glasses on his desk.
"Almost there, go vithout me!"
The weapons expert watched as a smooth and slightly scarred back disappointingly disappeared beneath a silky white shirt, and as soon as the cloth slipped over his shoulders, the owner of the pale flesh began darting around his infirmary, gathering his needed things, the shirt open and revealing the stomach and flat chest beneath, also slightly marred by senile battle wounds.
Grabbing his g
A Helmet SituationI had entered the base, my wrench wresting on my shoulders, with a relatively easy going smile on my face. Today had been a toughy, with the RED spy thinkin I wasnt on guard. The crazy lunatic actually thought that if he dropped from the ceiling and attacked me, that I wouldnt notice. Boy was he wrong. I chuckle to myself, shaking my head and letting my helmet fall over my goggle-covered eyes.A Helmet Situation6 years ago in General More Like This
GOD DAMMIT! The sudden burst of Soldiers demanding voice boomed from down the halls that held our rooms. There was 8 all together, except for Sniper who preferred his nest. I wouldnt blame the guy, I wouldnt want to share a room with any of us too. With my interests peeked, I walk down the hall and go to the door that was opened. I stood at the door way and I saw Soldier trifling through his room, searching frantically for something. What surprised me, other than the fact that he practically, in his frantic search, turned his room into a war zone, w
Duty of Friendship- HeavyMedicThey were friends.Duty of Friendship- HeavyMedic4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nothing more, nothing less.
There was no way for them to be more, since Medic was married (and happily so!) and Heavy had been as well (although long, long time ago).
And there was no way for them to be less than best friends, because out there, on the battlefield, they had to depend on each other, had to help and heal and protect, kill and maim and destroy.
Since surviving couldn't be done alone.
When Heavy smiled at him after a well-earned victory or put an arm around his shoulder after they lost a battle, it was nothing more than a sign of friendship (even though it did make Medic's heart skip a beat, but he'd never admit that out loud). And when Heavy laughed and yelled over the battlefield how he 'loved' his doctor, it should merely be seen as purely platonical.
Who wouldn't love the man who was keeping him alive while under attack?
Who wouldn't love the man who kept the nightmares away night after night, made soothing and reassuring noises and - af
Request: SpyxSniper RomanceThe stroke of a soft cheek.Request: SpyxSniper Romance4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"H-hey, cut it out," Sniper muttered as Spy stroked the back of his knuckles against his face. "What the hell are ya doing?" he asked, trying to move away from the touch.
"You need to shave," Spy replied with a smirk, giving his cheek a pinch and laughing as Sniper blushed darkly. Sniper waved a hand at him and rubbed his face, glaring at Spy's amused face. "You are so cute, my little dingo."
"I ain't a dog," he muttered and crossed his arms tightly. Spy patted the top of his head, nodded slowly and stole another soft pet on his cheek. "Bugger off!!!"
The sound of another's heart beat.
"C-come on, breathe!" Sniper muttered after pulling Spy from the water. Fucking Pyro dragged him down to drown him and shit, he wasn't breathing! He pressed his hands hard against his chest to try to push the water out of his lungs, but the Frenchman only jerked like a ragdoll. "COME ON!!!" He bit his lip and bent down, pressing his ear to
Training, Chapter 3Renaud was beginning to suspect that TF Industries was founded with the express purpose of screwing with his mind. When he showed up for his meeting with the Administrator the next morning, ten minutes earlier than the one he'd had the day before, another man was already there, smoking a cigarette and looking impatient.Training, Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He looked just like Renaud.
For a moment, he thought that the other man must have used a disguise kit like his own, but then he realized that despite the identical uniform and the striking physical similarity, there were minor differences: the stranger was missing the mole that Renaud had to the right of his nose, Renaud didn't have quite as many frown lines, their eyebrows were different thicknesses, and the other man, when he talked, revealed a left incisor made of gold.
"Well, well," sneered his new twin, "it looks as if we can finally begin. " A disapproving sniff came from foreign nostrils, just a bit wider than Renaud's own. "Mon dieu, did you roll in a fermented