Training Day (Sniper x Reader fluff) It was your first day of training as a sniper, and you just didn’t feel like functioning. Sniper had instructed you to get up in time to leave at daybreak, and be prepared for hot weather. You had clambered down from your bunk in the female dormitory sleepily and got dressed quietly, not wanting to wake anyone. The female spy in the bunk beneath yours snored gently in her sleep mask with a tiny smile on her face. You envied her.Training Day (Sniper x Reader fluff)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once dressed, and after a stop by the bathroom, you carried your work boots down the corridor to the main living area. You slumped into the long sectional couch and set to the task of putting on and lacing up your boots. You glanced up sleepily to the coffee table to see a brown paper sack with a note on it. It was from the female spy:
“Good morning, Cherie. Enclosed are a lunch and a few necessities you may have forgotten early in the morning. Bon chance! P.S. If you want a quick breakfast, there are cereals. Get to them before
TF2 Femmie's Profile - BLUTF2 Femmie's Profile - BLU4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Samantha Rosso
Country of Origin: Boulder, Colorado USA
Weapon choices: Scattergun, Pistol, Bat
Hight: 5'5 1/2"
Health: 125 / 185 with extra heal
Motto: "I like gum better than BONK!"
Personality: Friendly, goofy, determined, athletic, carefree
Reason for joining RED/BLU: Sam has always dreamt to 'make her mark' on something. Throughout high school she played softball, traveling from some state to state for championships. Leaving her 'stay at home' father back home in Colorado, she set forth for a fresh new start in a whole new life on her own.
Name: Joyce Millton
Country of Origin: London, England UK
Weapon choices: Medigun, Bonesaw, Syringe Gun
Health: 145 / 220 with extra heal
Motto: "I prefer the healing."
Personality: Quiet, hardworking, strict, nice, frugal
Reason for joining RED/BLU: Joined BLU to get money fo
Heavy x Reader: Life saverYour POVHeavy x Reader: Life saver1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You watched him hold his mini-gun in his hand as he waited for the round to start. You smiled at him, watching his determined expression. You felt a hand pat you on the shoulder. You turned to see Sniper with a grin on his face.
"Remember, eye on the enemy, not the heavy." he said to you. Your face heated up before you shooed him off.
"Yeah, whatever, Mundy." you replied with just as much sass in your tone.
"Aw, I'm hurt!" he said. He walked off to wait the few more seconds, and as you glanced back at the Heavy you noticed he was looking right at you. You quickly turned your head to the door. The round started thankfully and you were off running, leaving the base in the dust.
You snuck gracefully to the other team's base, a shark grin on your face. They were going to be so surprised when they saw you- or rather, your knife.
And you would have made it if not for the Spy that just so happened to be doing the same thing as you. You let ou
TF2: Chasing Nightmares Ch. 1TF2: Chasing Nightmares Ch. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: Chasing Nightmares
World: Team Fortress 2
Summary: Everyone thinks Pyro is a cold-blooded freak of nature. What Engineer learns about the gasmask-wearing arsonist tells him otherwise.
Pairing: Engineer/Pyro, though mostly slow build up and fluffiness.
“I hope you’ve all had your beauty sleep, because today’s mission is going to require everyone to be fully alert!” Soldier barked, making sure to eye his RED teammates as he walked past them during his customary pre-match lecture. “And if I catch even one of you ladies falling asleep on the job, you’ll have to clean the toilets with nothing but a toothbrush for a week!”
“Aww man, c’mon! Dat was only like five seconds a nappin’! Besides, I caught the briefcase AND made it back before their Sniper caught wind a’ me!” Scout whined defensively.
“And that would
TF2 Femmie's Profile - REDTF2 Femmie's Profile - RED4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Cameron Wood
Country of Origin: Austin, Texas USA
Weapon choices: Scattergun, Pistol, Bat
Health: 120 / 180 with extra heal
Motto: "Not gonna let a GIRL kick your ass now, are yah??"
Personality: Cocky, loud, aggressive, careless, rude.
Reason for joining RED/BLU: After her parents bailed her out of jail for the tenth time, they've kicked her out of their house and told her to get a job. Outraged and upset, she decided to look for a job she'd prefer doing. Taking out her anger on whatever or whoever she wants. Though there isn't jobs like that, right? Maybe if you want to be an assassin or something, be part of a mafia. But that's too complicated for Cameron. What she needed was to get paid for killing, and RED just so happened to do that.
Name: Christie Green
Country of Origin: Born in Florida, resides in Melbourne, Australia
Weapon choices: Rifle, Kukri, Submachine gun
Spirit of Soldier 1.2Spirit of Soldier 1.23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The mysterious man known as the Spy stealthily smoked an inscrutable cigarette, thinking his unknowable Spy thoughts. He was a tall, slim fellow with some muscle on him but no real definition. Along with his exercise uniform, he was wearing black gloves and a blue balaclava that covered his whole head from the neck up save his eyes and mouth.
The mask made exertion difficult and uncomfortable, but this was hardly ever a problem. Spy did not overcome his foes with strength or sheer firepower. Instead he used subtle subterfuge, disguising as the enemy team before frying their machines or shooting them when they weren't looking.
Or, should that fail, he would stab them in the back with a knife (or a dagger (or an icicle (or a sharpened candy cane like this one time TFI was 'feeling festive'))).
However, for a man who made a living as a whisper and an unpleasant memory, this Spy had one inconveniently unforgettable feature; his eyes were red.
Not the kind of red that indicates a lack o
Love Letters to You: ScoutYeah, hello and all that jazz...Love Letters to You: Scout1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Before I even start dis', I'm gonna tell you right now it's gonna be awkward! I've never done anything like dis' before, so if I sound dorky or stupid, thats why! Ok, uh, we met 'bout a month ago, I saw you when I was cracking some random fatsos head with my bat. You were on da' Femme! Team, but you were a Blu! so at least we were on da' same side. I got all nervous and shaky when I first saw you, my bat nearly fell outta' my hands cause you were so hot! And for some reason I think I heard dis' weird love song playing in my head, it was sorta like a giant cupid train hit me, not just one tiny little arrow. After that, I done anything and everything to see you as much as possible, I wanted to talk to you but I couldn't talk, soon as I saw your face, my throat would just kinda close...
I asked Ma for advice, told her my problem, and after she got done squealing 'bout how her son was in love and that she was finally gonna get some grandkids, she calmed dow
Love Letters to You: HeavyХелло, Мама Беар,Love Letters to You: Heavy1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Papa bear finally has time to write his beloved mama bear a letter! Let her know how he is doing, am doing good, could be better though. Hope you are doing good as well, hope to be home soon with you, is very lonely out here, yes is fun to smash head of tiny Scout and leave Spy with many bullet holes with Sasha, is very fun! But not as fun as being with you, Papa bear misses his mama bear, wishes mama bear would reconsider having baby bear, family with you would be beautiful. I'm sorry about my writing, mama bear needs to hurry and learn to read Russian better, so I can write in mother language, much better then! Got to go smoosh more tiny Scouts, will see you soon.
Love letters to You: SniperEllo' Luv,Love letters to You: Sniper1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Oi'm wroitin' this because oi'm missing you something awful... oi never thought I would say that to anyone, oi'm always alone, oi prefer it that way... but you changed that... oi guess I should say oi'm grateful, and in a way I am, I love you dearly, and its kind lonely in bed without you... It don't feel right now not having you snuggled into my chest, it helps me sleep. I feel like a lost little boy wroitin' this, but that's how i feel. I'm hoping to get some time off soon, and Oi can come home and see you again, getting letters from you is noice, but not as noice as seeing your face, smoilin' at me... I hope Fang and Slash aren't giving you too much trouble, if they do tell em' daddy'll be mad when he gets home, that'll straighten em' up real quick! Oi gotta go, but I'll see you soon, love you doll.
TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - HeavyYou place your hand inside the dark bag that the bored looking Spy holds in front of you, ignoring the flutter of anticipation in your stomach. You know that there are only three possible people you could end up with, meaning that there are only three items left for you to choose from.TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - Heavy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your hand skims the bottom of the canvas bag, causing something metal to roll into your fingers. The sudden coldness almost makes you jump back but instead you curl your fingers around its cylindrical shape, letting your fingers stroke the smooth curved surface.
You pull your hand from the bag and open it to see a long bronze-coloured bullet sittting in the palm of your hand, an inch of the curved tip the colour of copper. You roll the softly gleaming bullet across your palm before running your fingers across its smooth surface, holding it up to the remaining mercenaries.
“Whose is this?” You ask, regardless of the fact that there is only one man who uses such bullets. Heavy stands up, a smil
Firelight Strings-Engineer X ReaderFirelight StringsFirelight Strings-Engineer X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Engineer X Reader
Glitter. That’s what the sky looked like at night out in the desert. Like some enthusiastic child spilled out a jar full of sparkly sliver over black paper, each piece shining and flickering. It was amazing, in every detail, craning my neck to look further at the Milky Way as the campfire cackled by my ear.
We were still trying to get to know each other, only a few days spent at the Fort since the beginning of recruitment. No one spoke much and we kinda stayed to ourselves in our own little worlds. Of course we wanted to work together, hell we going to have to at some point. But we’re all tense and possibly homesick right now, not knowing what each day will hold for us. That’s why we were having this little desert camping experience.
I looked back at the fire, again thinking of each individual man sitting around me. Why was I the only girl!? It felt too weird, lonely, and scary. Brute men like Heavy could hurt m
I saw Medic Kissin' Heavy ClausI saw Medic kissin' Heavy Claus!I saw Medic Kissin' Heavy Claus4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Karma's a bitch. But a good one, I guess. HeavyxMedic+ Peep!Scout, EngineerxScout, rated for Scout's mouth
I hated not being able to sleep Especially when it was because of the munchies.
It was Christmas eve, and there was a ceasefire for the whole month and the week of New Year's.
I was so tired All I wanted to do was fall asleep, but I couldn't! I was so fucking hungry! I don't care what you say; Sour Kraut and or Haggis for Christmas Eve dinner was NOT acceptable.
That shit's disgusting.
But, as I remembered, yesterday Medic was slaving over a hot stove, makin' all kinds a' Christmas goodies, like sugar cookies and snicker doodles.
And it'd be a cold day in hell when I didn't dive into that pool of sugary goodness!
No, a cold day in hell did not include stepping outside.
One big plate of cookies and shit and a glass of hot chocolate, add one classic candy cane, and there's my perfect Christmas eve night.
I'd just opened the 'fridge
Eyes (Engineer x Reader) Free days were hard to come by in the mercenary business. But a free day came like a miracle to the RED team. You normally spent your free time pouring over books, making plans, baking with Pyro, or gathering intel. And when you made plans, you spent the afternoon with Engineer. You two had an odd way of doing things. You would sit in his workshop and read while the man would work on his inventions. There would be an occasional chat, a "have you read this yet?" or "Hand me that wrench please," then a "Goodbye, Engie." "Bye, Darlin'." This time, when you took your rightful place in the chair next to him, things went a little differently.Eyes (Engineer x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You watched him work over the top of your book. Luckily, he was fully focused on his invention, so your piercing stare remained unnoticed. Engineer was dressed casually, not at all what you'd normally seen during battles. He wore dirty coveralls with the top part tied at the waist, and a plai
Black and White- TF2 X ReaderBlack and WhiteBlack and White- TF2 X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
TF2 X Reader
The fire in the fireplace and the twinkling Christmas lights did little to lighten the mood around the playing table, a few sighs shared and disheartened looks falling onto the worn wood. Everyone was like this, since the Administrator didn’t release us from this hellhole for the holidays and no one was permitted to leave the base, not even to go to town for drinking away the pain.
Instead, we were meant to sit around and do nothing, not even fight since the snowstorm hit a few days earlier and prevented us from releasing our stresses. The only good thing was the generators kept the power up, thanks to Engineer’s brilliance in mechanics. But even that did little to lift the dark spirits in us.
“I hate life.” Scout exclaimed quietly, slumped into his arms.
“I agree completely.” Sniper said, almost falling out of his chair from slouching.
“Aye. Here too.” Spy and Medic conferre
Sock Puppets-Soldier X ReaderSock PuppetsSock Puppets-Soldier X Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soldier X Reader
I had disobeyed the captain again. He was angry with me, but not so much as when I nearly burned down the fort, which was a misfortune altogether. Though that did little to comfort me when he put me on laundry duty, the worst next to bathroom cleaning. It was boring, standing around and washing every article of clothing possible. And it wasn’t like the boxers or underwear bothered me.
It was the socks.
They were dingy, holey as can be, and they rank from all the running around. Ewwwww, just thinking about them made me sick, because they went through them so quickly in just a week. That’s why I had to perfume the room when I came down, cause you could smell it all just in the hallway.
“Gross.” I mumbled, throwing a load into one of the six washers we had, making sure to fit the right amount to get them cleaned as possible. “Men are so dirty, how can their clothing withstand it all? You would think it
Team Fortress 2- Chapter 1Team Fortress 2- Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Wave goodbye to ya head, wanka."
The Sniper pulled his trigger.
The Sniper cocked the bolt on his gun and climbed down from his perch. He straightened his hat as he walked to his camper van, a triumphant grin on his face partially hidden behind his mirror shades. He started it up and drove over the bumpy terrain of the Australian outback, his dashboard bobble head bouncing wildly.
Life on the Australian outback ain't easy. It was hot, dry; loads of animals itchin to finish ya off; Ya had to be dressed properly. Wide brimmed hat to keep the sun outta your eyes. Long sleeved shirt for when the going got tough(his shirt was khaki) and a vest with pockets full of ammo. A good kukri didn't hurt neither.
He'd spent many nights sleeping in the compartment above the cab of his camper van. Sometimes he'd run out of ammo and have to pull out his kukri to do the job. But no matter how bleak things seemed, he always prevailed in the end.
Sometimes it was too hot to do anything,
Exchange Experience ~Finland x Reader~Exchange Experience ~Finland x Reader~ 4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”
A/N: If you find any grammar mistakes, excuse me, again. I will correct them tomorrow.
“Hello, I believe you must be [Y/n] from the exchange program. I am Tino Väinämöien.” A cheery guy greeted you, giving you a quick, joyful hug. You gladly returned the embrace, smiling brightly at his welcoming gesture. He had thrilled beaming eyes of a really interesting shade of purple. That’s something you haven’t seen before. His bob cut blonde hair was framing his face, a huge grin plastered on it. His outfit was nice and matched the nice berete. If there was one word to describe this fluffy young man, that word would be “cute”.
“Hey, Tino! Glad to meet you. How are you?” You asked him after you broke fro
Daddy! Engineer x Mommy! Reader You and your husband had just laid down in your bed late one night. You were happily snuggled into his broad chest listening to his heartbeat , arms wrapped around his neck. His left arm was under his helmet free head, his right was draped lazily over your waist.Daddy! Engineer x Mommy! Reader7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sighed contently, Dell came home safe and Your daughter went to bed peacefully?
Could things be any more perfect?
A slight snore roused you from your thoughts- you grinned- all too familiar with Dells’ Earth shaking snore. You had never thought you would find it so comforting! Within no time you were dozing off.
That is until the pitter patter of tiny feet roused you. You turned your gaze to the door just in time to hear a tiny sob outside of it . Frowning you tried to set up, only to have Dell tighten his hold on your waist.
“Dell!” You whisper shouted, squirming in his hold.
His blue eyes opened “Yes Darlin’?” he asked sleepily
EngineerXReader TF2: Valentines Day in TuefortIt was Valentines day, You had already given everyone paper hearts you had colored and made yourself. You got mixed reactions but everyone loved them because they were from you, as far as everyone was concerned you were their sweet heart...but there was one in particular that you wanted to do something extra special for and that was your sweet heart, your crush...Engineer. He always worked so hard on everything he did for his team mates never thinking of himself but of others before he did him. So you had the idea to repay your favorite Engineer by cleaning up his work space! You cared for him so deeply you couldn't think of a better I love you and appreciate everything you are by doing a good deed. At the time it seemed like a good idea!...at the time...EngineerXReader TF2: Valentines Day in Tuefort1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You personally made a distraction of your own kind to keep him busy at least for a couple of hours putting a temporary gunk on some of his sentry's true he would be mad for a little while but it was going to be worth it! You seen him
Love Letters To You: MedicHallo meine Geliebte,Love Letters To You: Medic8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Ach, it has been far too long since I last saw jour face! I miss jou dearly, und zhe vay jou value me. Zhey don't appreciate me, here. Jou can't tell me othervise, but vhen I'm vith jou, I feel loved, useful und appreciated! Ve're are all doing gut. Despite a few hiccups here und zhere, ve're all still alive... Vhich is a miracle in itself I suppose, considering all zhe chaos ve go through on a regular basis. But zhey don't get me like jou get me though. You understand meine personality, meine quirks and ticks und jou don't make fun of them, or run in fear or scoff. Jou simply nod jour head und grin at me. Looking at me as if I am zhe greatest man alive. Maybe to jou I am... Und for zhat, jou are zhe only one for me.
Ich liebe dich mein T
Mother's Day"Good Lord, bushman, what are you doing out here?"Mother's Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Sniper gritted his teeth; he knew he was late for his usual rendez-vous with the Spy, and he had been expecting the masked man to show up soon, but that didn't change the fact that at moment, his lover's presence was just a bit grating.
"I'm calling my mum," he explained with an exasperated sigh. "Could you wait a bloody minute?"
The frenchman exhaled a cloud of smoke, leaning casually against the payphone that the Sniper was hunched next to. He frowned at the other man, flicking some ashes into the sand. "You've been standing there with the receiver pressed to your face for twenty minutes, cher. Perhaps she's out of the house."
"Naw, naw, she's home, she always stays home on Mother's Day, and dad makes her a casserole so she doesn't have to do the cooking for once, and"
"Well, perhaps they are home, and she's a little busy at the moment," suggested the Spook with a devilish grin. "Your father is a very forceful man; I'm sure