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)1 year 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 - BLU3 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
TF2 Femmie's Profile - REDTF2 Femmie's Profile - RED3 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
TF2: Chasing Nightmares Ch. 1TF2: Chasing Nightmares Ch. 11 year 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
Spirit of Soldier 1.2Spirit of Soldier 1.22 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
Firelight Strings-Engineer X ReaderFirelight StringsFirelight Strings-Engineer X Reader1 year 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
Sock Puppets-Soldier X ReaderSock PuppetsSock Puppets-Soldier X Reader5 months 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
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 Tuefort8 months 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
To put it simply.To put it simply, Sniper was considered a loner.To put it simply.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He spent days and nights away from the rest of his team, camping out in some high, out of reach place, consistently looking for enemies to shoot down. Many times he was able to simply kill a target in one precise, careful aim. Other times were rare, but very frustrating; the sharpshooter would miss by mere centimeters, the bullet whizzing past often alerting the target of his presence. He would mentally curse himself, before retreating from the sudden oncome of bullets (and other weapons) flying towards him at alarming speeds. If the attacks continued, the Australian would have to move camp without drawing attention to himselfwhich, during battle, could be difficult.
Despite these setbacks, Sniper was mightily fond his job. The satisfaction of bringing an arrogant soldier down, or drilling a bullet through an unsuspecting demo was rewarding. Yes, being isolated from the other members of his team had its setbacks, but he didn't mind
Beach Craziness-TF2 X ReaderBeach CrazinessBeach Craziness-TF2 X Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
TF2 X Reader
Mild cursing, cause I hate it when it's layered everywhere!
“Umm…..Sol, what are you doing?”
My eyes could not go any wider, watching as Soldier ran yelling as he gave chase to a seagull squealing loudly. The poor rat with wings was barley able to escape the man’s brutality, flying as fast as he could as Sol ran a few more paces before watching in scorn as it escaped. He then proceeded to pull out his gun and pop a bullet at it, missing by inches.
“Soldier, you can’t shoot on public beaches!” Medic exclaimed, trying to pry the weapon out of the buffer man’s grip. Good thing we were the only group out today on this secluded beach. “Especially not at the wildlife.”
“God damn thing got ahold of my sandwich and nearly made off with it.”
“But that doesn’t mean you can go killing the creature!”
I cackled on the inside. Poor Sol and his sandwich. At
The Scout and the Crab chp.4Chapter 4 - Loss of SanityThe Scout and the Crab chp.44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I can't believe your plan worked," Scout said to the RED Spy as the suave man exited the shower room, smelling fresh and in a clean red suit. "The BLU Scout was really pissed about it."
"Was there really any doubt?" the Spy snorted, pausing at the door as the Scout walked up to his own locker.
"Guess not. At least we won," Scout admitted. The Frenchman did a light bow before leaving the shower room.
"We were lucky!" the Medic chirped as he removed his rubber gloves, hoping to shower himself.
"Dah!" the Heavy agreed. "We did good!"
The Sniper stood next to the Scout. He looked at the runner as he removed his vest.
"You gonna tell 'im?" he asked. Scout didn't say a word. "Y'know...'bout them voices?"
"It's not important," Scout whispered.
"If you don't, I will." Scout glared at the taller man.
"Don't you dare!" he hissed. Sniper on
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
TF2: Quick story about Little MikeTF2: Quick story about Little Mike2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
On Mike's 10th birthday, his mom gives him an old looking plush with a human body and eight octopus legs. She said it was named Mr. Tenta and belonged to his uncle who disappeared a few years ago.
Mike loved the present so much. He promised he will treasure it forever in memory of his dear uncle.
In school, Mike was really happy about the present. He had no friends and often sat alone, but thought he could make some pals by showing them Mr. Tenta to them, but sadly they all laughed at him. Soon most of his classmates were calling him 'baby' and jeering at his 'silly' stuffed toy.
However, for every kid that bullied Mike, Mr. Tenta came alive in their dreams. His mysterious abilities allowed him to enter their dream and horrify anyone that dare harm Mike. The bullies left Mike alone after that.
Mike never knew about his plush's strange powers until his mom died. His mum was the only family left for him so he was forced to stay in an orphanage where his only friend became Mr. Tenta
The Spotter 4After much debating and a few fist fights later, it had been decided where people would sleep till the BLU base was fixed. To prevent fighting and killing one another, no one was put together with their 'double'. Much to poor (Y/n)'s distant and Eed Scout's, Blue Scout was going to pair up with (Y/n) and alternate to Pyro every other day but she would get Blue Heavy every other day to.The Spotter 47 months ago in Romance More Like This
(Y/n) walked with HK at her heels, she let out a defeated sigh for Blue Scout is following her because he didn't know where anything is because it's quote on quote, "Bullshit Backwards" apparently.
Blue Scout had been quite for the most part as (Y/n) showed him the area she had just learned the completely. "So, my rival 'who sucks -cough cough-' had gone 'n' fucked up good right?" (Y/n) asked trying to get rid of the weird atmosphere between them, and HK's growling wasn't helping the matter in the slightest.
Blue paused as he opened his mouth up slightly trying to find the right words,
HeavyXReader: Heavies are comfyMedic felt bad for the poor girl, she had had severe insomnia for weeks now, and maybe got 2 hours of sleep during all that time. He took her under his care, hoping to help the sleep-deprived Frau. He gave her several sleeping aids, even letting her huff some kritz in the hopes that it would relax her enough for her to go to sleep, but nothing worked, at least not for long. "Medy, why can't I sleep?" The nearly delirious girl asks, dark raccoon-like circles marring her sweet face. He shakes his greying head. "I haff no idea, fräulein, I haff checked you over und I can't find any outstanding health problems. Maybe it's zomething you're doing or eating? Tell me about you're usual routine." The young girl snorted, looking up at the ceiling as she tried to recall a normal day for her. "Well, I get up early, eat toast and eggs for breakfast, go out and kill people, have sandvich's for lunch with Heavy, go back out, kill more people, have whatever Engie fixes for dinner and then I go toHeavyXReader: Heavies are comfy10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Sniper X ReaderSniper POVSniper X Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was time for another battle against the blue team (classic attack and defense style). I was getting myself ready for it in my favorite way- a good old nap. I was just about to drift off when she tapped me on the soldier. Ah (f/n). She has gorgeous hair, beautiful eyes and a marvelous personality. Just thinking about her makes me go weak at the knees- not ideal for battles with life or death situations. Of course with my luck though, she just had to be in the sniper class, so she worked right alongside me.
As I was saying, she tapped me on the shoulder and I glanced up. “I just thought you should know, the battle’s gonna start in five minutes” (f/n) said. “Oh uh, thanks for the heads up.” “No problem…” It was a very awkward conversation (not that it wasn’t ever not awkward between
Team Fortress Romantic LinesTeam Fortress 2 Romantic Lines:Team Fortress Romantic Lines10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Spy: "Your love 'as conquered me. Now I belong to you. I am your property so take care of me, mon cherie."
Sniper: "Nobody teaches a baby to crawl, nobody teaches birds to fly, nobody teaches the sun to rise and nobody teaches the fish to swim; the same is with me, nobody teaches me to love you, oi just do."
Medic: "Vhen you feel alone, just look at the spaces between you fingers, und remember that's vhere my fingers fit perfectly."
Scout: "My name is I
My problem is LOVE
My solution is YOU."
I'm not rich, but I have a wealthy heart.
I'm not the best, but I try my best.
I'm not always right, but I know I'm not wrong for saying I love you."
Heavy: "It's not that I am afraid to die, it's that if I die, I'm afraid that no one will love you the way I do."
Demoman: "It's magic each time we hold each other, each time we cuddle, and each time we kiss. I feel goosebumps all over again. I never want to let you go for fear of losing you, so I just hold
The Prank-Soldier X ReaderThe PrankThe Prank-Soldier X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soldier X Reader
It was a normal day at the Fort, which was alright on their free days. Instead of having to go steal Intel or die off in some dramatic fight, each team member set off to relax and spend some time to themselves.
One such person was Soldier. He woke bright and early, but with less urgency like usual, using some time to straighten his room and throw on his ‘casual’ uniform. The nice thing to him, being a guy and all, was that he didn’t need to use a mirror, knowing all the while as he threw his hat on without a glance that he looked as spiffy as he did every day since he joined the team. If only he had looked….
“Yo _____! I got the eggs ready.” Scout shouted, flipping an egg over his shoulder as you caught it on a plate with ease. As the new rookie for the team, a Specialist for different things, your duty was to make sure the breakfast production line went smoothly every morning. It was fun, working your
Exile Vilify"You fail!"Exile Vilify8 months ago in Drama More Like This
Those words were still echoing through his mind when Pyro returned to the respawn. Sitting on the bench he kept his gaze on the ground. He could feel the glares on him - there was no need to look up and confirm it.
"You are a failure." That was Scout's voice. "Shall I repeat it so you can write it down and keep it memorized? A failure."
"Only few more seconds and we would have had point. Why you did not go out there?" Heavy grumbled.
A bottle hit Pyro's head. Maybe Demo was too drunk again to form words but he still could aim.
"And that's what happens when you leave the control point in the care of womenfolk or faggots", he heard Soldier's voice. "A real man would have fought and not gone in hiding behind a piece of trash."
"That piece of trash is called a sentry, thank you very much. And he tried to protect it while I was waiting for respawn and y'all were too busy gettin' ya heads bashed in."
The calm voice finally caused Pyro to lift his head. Engineer stood in front of
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
The Scout and the Crab chp. 14Chapter 14 - Betrayal of trustThe Scout and the Crab chp. 144 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Spycrab awoke to an unfamiliar sound. Most likely the RED Medic and his terrible whistling skills was the Spycrab's first guess. Then again, the Medic didn't sound like... a truck? Half-awake, he looked around for clock or something to check to see what time it was. There was nothing on the Scout's walls except for a few pro-RED and baseball posters.
"Damnit, Scout." He yawned and tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes with his good claw. The other claw was still sore from his attack against his own reflection.
Very clumsily, he removed himself from the crook of the Scout's neck and scuttled across the bed and lazily walked off the edge, conveniently landing on the discarded pillow he had slept on the other day. A few slurred curses in French before the Spy finally landed on the hard floor and scampered up to the chair of the desk. He was lucky the Scout had thrown a shirt across the seat of the chair of else he wouldn't of had something