TF2: Unusual End To Mutual FeelingsYou stare at the closed door, holding your breath, attempting to summon all your courage to knock. Feeling how your stomach flutters nervously at what you were about to do. You exhale and rap on the door softly and wait for a moment.
"Yes?" A voice called out from inside.
You push down the brass handle and let the door open inwards, peaking through the gap with your hand curled in a soft fist against your mouth. You see him sat at the desk with a headset resting on his head, looking at you through the door. You see his face soften at the sight of you. So unlike the Medic you usually see.
"Hello," he says calmly, looking at you with curiosity in his eyes. You suddenly feel shy and wave meekly at him before darting inside and closing the door quickly. You keep your head low as you turn from the door and rush forward wrapping your arms around his neck, feeling the sting of tears in your eyes and a quiet sob leave your lips.
He automatically wraps his arms around you, no longer unsure of s
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 1)You were a Pyro. None of the team really knew you that much, mostly due to their fear of your predecessor. They didn’t even know you were a girl. It’s not that you hid it from them, although you were far from bragging about it. You didn’t want any attention. You really just kept to yourself. You didn’t take meals in the mess hall with everyone else. Much like Sniper lived in his van, you liked to stay in your room. Not that you never left your room, it was just, when you did, you wore your suit and mask.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were also much more serious and stern than your predecessor. No rainbows and angels in your head. You always had a slightly angry look on your face, always frowning with your brow creased. You were reserved, and that was an understatement. Even when you spoke to the others, it was still muffled by the mask, and you did have a pretty deep voice.
And oh, if there was ever one person on your team you couldn’t stand, it was Spy. His cocky smoothness.
Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 2"Like you are one to talk." I heard someone with a German accent said. The voice came from a man that had stood up.Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I am Medic. Ze rest you can talk to later. I vill show you to your room." He walke din one direction. I followed looking confused. He came to the end of a long hallway, and opened the door. He spoke up.
"Here is your room. Come out when vhen you are ready to. I need tot ake some blood."
"So I know vhat your blood type is."
"Can't I just tell you?" I said nervously.
"Nein." He turned on his heel, and walked out with one swift move. I put my bag on the bed, and started to unpack. I put all of my clothes in the closet, and set up my computer. I checked my emails. 2 new e-mails. One from my mum and dad, and the other from my older, asshole of a brother. I read them both, and their both pretty much the same thing. 'Congratulations on your new job! Hope to see you soon. Love you!!' I get it every time I get a new job. Hopefully I get to keep this one for a long time. Re
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sequel! Part 1“Come on, mon cher. Please.” Spy pleaded with you, trying to get you to go with him to the Ceasefire get-together. Once a month, there was a thing where the Reds and Blus came out in a kind of night-fair hoedown party. You’ve never been.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sequel! Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
“No. I don’t dance, I don’t dress up, I don’t like people.” You said, exasperated.
“You like me.” He smirked, leaning close to your side.
“You don’t count!”
“I don’t count as a person? You wound me.” He put his arm around your shoulders. You tsked in playful irritation, rolling your eyes. “Please, mon amour? I will never stop asking you.”
“I don’t even have any fancy clothes. The only dress I own is a sundress my mother sent me for going to town in. I haven’t even worn it once.”
“Zhere’s a first time for everything. I’m sure zhat it will be fine. It’s not an OVERLY fancy event. I mean, you kn
TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - MedicYou bite your bottom lip nervously as you look between the Medic and the Spy – the only two mercenaries who are yet to be paired off. You let your gaze linger on the Medic far too long and turn away meekly when you notice, trying not to draw attention to yourself.TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - Medic1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Spy makes an impatient noise and shakes the bag in his hands at you, goading you to hurry up. His masked face shows his displeasure. You ignore his raised eyebrows and plunge your hand into the dark bag, letting your fingers trace the sides till they reach the bottom.
Your hand searches the near empty depths of the bag till your reaching fingers brush against something silky and smooth. You gently wrap your fingers around the foreign object, feeling how it is virtually weightless. Its presence is only just recognisable on your skin.
You retract your hand and see the item resting against your fingers. It's a long feather. The plume is a clean shade of white, the feel of it against your skin soft and light. You feel y
Envelope- ReaderxMedicYou knocked on the med-bay door timidly. Your arm was bleeding from a long gash, where you had slipped and cut yourself on the stove when you had made breakfast.Envelope- ReaderxMedic11 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Come in..." Medic's tired voice replied.
You pushed open the heavy doors and entered the pristine white infirmary.
How Medic kept it so clean was beyond you, but, somehow he managed it. There was not a spot of blood on the floor, at least not until you entered. "Ah, crap. I'm getting blood everywhere..." You muttered.
"Are you alright, (F/n)?" The friendly RED Medic asked.
"Mostly, I just slipped and cut my arm on the stove. Can you fix it up for me, Doc?" You asked.
"Of course! It is my job to do zhis!"
The German brought out a small Med-Pack, a roll of gauze and a cloth. He swiftly cleaned your arm and wrapped the gauze around it to prevent infection.
When he was finished, you spoke again. "Thanks... Oh, also... Heavy said you got mail, he wanted me to give this to you." You handed Medic the small white envel
Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 1I walked into the RED base with excitement for my new job. Words can not describe how happy I am that I had moved and found a new job. Maybe my new co-workers wont be total assholes and try to kill eachother instead of the other team. I decided that thinking about that wasn't the best as I walk up to the door. The door opened and a man in hat with sunglasses walked out. I looked at him and and he stood infront of me, trying to stop himself from running.Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh, g'day...they never told us we were gettin' a sheila." He said, looking through his glasses.
"Names Snipa'. It's nice t' finally 'ave a woman on the base. Wha' class are ya' in?" He looked at me.
"Well, I was a Sniper in my past Job..."I was about to say something else, but he beat me to it.
"well then. looks like we'll be workin' t'getha', Sheila!"
"That'd be nice." I gave him a small smile as he walked away in the direction I came in from. The first one I met doesn't seem to bad. I walk through the door, a ba
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
Addiction-Medic X Reader (Blu Version)AddictionAddiction-Medic X Reader (Blu Version)2 years 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
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
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 2)Your eyes flickered open to swirling darkness. You immediately became aware of three things. One, your splitting headache, and two, the smell of cigarette smoke.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Three, the lack of your Pyro suit and mask. You bolted upright, met instantly with pain and nausea.
“Oh, god…” you groaned, holding your head and shutting your eyes.
You felt a gloved hand on your forehead. “Lay back, mon amour, you have a concussion,” said a French accent that made you sicker, if possible.
“Why the hell are you in my room, frog? Did you take off my suit?” you demanded, sounding rather weak. Honestly, you were feeling lucky you had worn leggings and a tank top under your suit.
“Yes I did. You would have boiled in it if I left it on you. And I’m here to make sure you don’t do something stupid, like try to win zhe mission on your own.”
You snorted in ironic amusement. “I already did that.” You teased.
“Lay back.” He snappe
Sniper X ReaderSniper POVSniper X Reader10 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
Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 3)Needless to say, it didn’t take long for you to get bored of being good. So there you were, suit back on, but mask left. You were headed to the closest outdoors access you could find.Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 3)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
When you got outside, you reveled in the cool dustbowl breeze. You leaned on a chicken wire fence, overlooking the rest of the base. It helped clear your head, at least a little. It was dark out, and you could see every star, being so far away from town. It reminded you of a song, which you began to hum softly, and then you sang, closing your eyes.
You were a more than decent singer. Before you were introduced to THIS line of work, you were in a choir in your hometown. Contrary to your deep speaking voice, you sang a lovely soprano. You finished the song and smiled to yourself, opening your eyes.
“Zhat was beautiful.” Came a French accent from beside you.
“Jesus Christ, Spy!” you screeched, flailing away and falling to the ground. He turned from his spot from the fence, eyebr
Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 4"So. Does anyone want to get the splinters out of my hands and legs?" I'm hoping that Sniper would volunteer. I guess I neglected to mention that I may have developed a small crush on Sniper...okay maybe a big one. Everytime he called me Sheila, I felt something. Thank god I didn't show it...much. I acted like I hated him. Everytime hr brushed against me, or perfected my sniping stance, I felt it...again. This burning sensation I feel in the pit of my stomach, whenever he looks at me. I hope that he really hadn't figured it out. Sniper stood up.Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'll do it Sheila." I looked at him and smiled.
"Thanks." I say as we walk out of the room.
"I get em all the time. I'm used to i' by now."
"Wow, okay." When we get to his room, he shuts the door behind us. I sat on his bed as he opened a drawr and pulled out a pair of tweezers.
"A'right," He sat next to me on his bed. "lets have a look..." he picked up my hand and unstantly pulled out the splinter in my hand.
"Okay. That ones done. The other
By Accident-Tentaspy X ReaderBy AccidentBy Accident-Tentaspy X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tentaspy X Reader
Mild cussing. Nothing major.
“It’s because of all those energy drinks that your fast. It has nothing to do with skills.” I said, crossing my arms and glaring across at Scout. He huffed at me with indignation.
“No it does not! I’m just that fast. Unlike your slow snail pace.”
“I’m not slow. I’m trying to cover everyone else as you go gallivanting off into trouble like always!”
It was just another typical day in Blu Base as me and Scout fought over God knows what, since it was a day off and all. As loud and hard we fought, this was the usual. It wasn’t like we hated each other, hell it was almost like we were related. His ego just got in the way a lot, and it drove me crazy. Maybe that’s why the others left the room?
“Yeah, well I can prove to you just how skilled I am.” He smirked at me, which I countered by flippin
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive part 4“So… do you, er…” he paused, looking awkward and hesitant for possibly the first time since you had known him. He tried again. “M’aimes-tu de retour?” He said in French.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive part 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
“uh… what ?” You asked. You felt your cheeks grow warm.
“I mean do you… love me back ?”
You thought for a second. Did you? You felt a small smile grow and you sat up, leaning over to throw your arms around his neck. “I’ve never been good with talking about my feelings, so I’ll just say it this way.” You felt him sigh, and his arms came up around you, supporting your half-off-the-bed position. Your head fell onto his shoulder and his head rested gently on yours.
You both stayed like that for a few moments, then he laid you back onto the bed, smiling. You gratefully rolled onto your side and closed your eyes.
When you woke up, he was dozing in his chair. You had had a great, comfortable sleep, and felt much bet
Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 3A few weeks have gone by. Thoes few weeks were filled with cards, sleep, messing around, more sleep, and maybe one or two late night parties where I got drunk, and ended up sleeping on the couch downstairs because I couldn't mke it up the stairs. Something seemed odd though,since I've started working there, therre has been no attacks, battles, wars, false alarms, or anything of the sort. Well that was untill The Anouncer said we had to steal the other teams Intelegance. When we got onto the battle sight, the other team looked at me.Red Sniper. TF2 Fanfic Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You guys have a girl on your team?" Their Scout said. "You guys are gunnah' loose big time!"
"Don't make me come over there! I'm gunnah' kick your ass!" They all laughed at me. I pulled out my gun and looked through my scope. I got ready to pull the trigger, but then Sniper layed his hand on my shoulder.
"Jus' wait Sheila. You don' need t' wais' your bulle's on 'em."
"Your time starts now!"
"What?!" I screamed in frustration. Scout took my hand, and ran fo
You only need me. TF2 Scout fanficI was sitting at a table, along with the rest of the RED team. I could feel my phone viberate in my pockete. I pulled it out and looked at the number that was displayed on the screen. It read 'Mom and Dad'. I was scared out of my mind. I hadn't told them about what I do yet, and I hoped that they would never find out. But something tells me that they HAVE found out.You only need me. TF2 Scout fanfic3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Shit.." I whisper under my breath. "Uhh...I gotta' take this one guys, sorry." I say, backing up in my chair, and pressing the 'Answer' Button not once looking up from my phone.
"Hello?" I ask as I walk out the door.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" My heart beats faster as I look into the pitch-black sky around me.
"Are you really doing this right now?" My father screams into the phone.
"I'm VERY disapointed in you!"
"Wh-what did I do?" I ask inocently, as tears start to surface from my eyes.
" Just think about what you have done. Just THINK about it. You should know. No daughter of mine would EVER do what
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
medic x readerYou didn’t enjoy a visit to medic’s infirmary. Not. One. Bit.medic x reader2 years 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
Words Unspoken - MedicxReaderThe crisp cold air prickled my skin as it curled through the small open gap in the window; blazing contrasts of warmth hit my covered eyelids as the sun pierced through the morning dew and condensation on the glass; slipping through my fingers as I tried to block it’s stunning light from waking me, but stubbornly my small efforts were to no avail. The repeated morning routine began again for the countless amount of days I had spent here, almost becoming second nature as I pushed against my face and rubbed through my drained half-asleep expression.Words Unspoken - MedicxReader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
A small bundle of fresh clothes emptied to my feet as I opened the wonky cupboard door, it wasn’t like there was much time to clean them let alone hang them properly but there was enough to make a complete outfit at least for today.
I turned towards the rusting mirror in the corner and fumbled about with the shirt over my head, almost getting stuck as I tried to push an arm through the collar hole, not the smartest thing but then
Scout X Reader: Don't Fuck Up"Read em' and weep, boys." I grinned, laying out my set of cards on the table.Scout X Reader: Don't Fuck Up2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Heavy, Medic, Sniper and Demo all groaned loudly. As I was handed a watch, a set of 20 dollar bills and a pair of boxers, I grinned.
"How do you always do that?!" Said Medic, seeming frustrated with our game.
I responded with a shrug. I collected my winnings, and stood up, about to go to my room. Suddenly, my eyes grew wide as a pair of arms were wrapped around my waist.
"Ahh!" I shouted with sudden surprise, calming down a bit when I realized who it was.
"Yo girly, calm it. It's just me." Scout chuckled as he kissed my cheek and carried me under his arm.
I let him do as he pleased, taking me into his bedroom with him. Putting me down on the bed, he laid down next to me and began to play with my hair. I looked at him, curious of his sudden affection.
"What's up?" I finally broke the silence.
"You ready for tomorrow?" He asked me.
I responded with a nod.
Tomorrow was the beginning of a new month. That also me
SHUT UP :Team Fortress 2 Scout x Reader !-Shut Up!-SHUT UP :Team Fortress 2 Scout x Reader !3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
_____ casually ate her sandwich, also propped with a book ,by herself in the dining hall. Everybody else was across the room playing cards, a day-off. Ceasefire day. So _____ took the day off by reading a book, everyone else playing their various games she hated to play; She always lost. When they offered _____ a place in the game, she'd tell him a stern, "No". They'd shrug and turn their attention back to the huddled circle.
Scout however spent this day sleeping, unusual, but he needed it. He was under fire yesterday, the
BLUs on their up game somehow. He'd taken a few bullets but nothing the good ole' Doc couldn't fix. It was _____ who usually took the Intel most of the time, her being quite small to fire at,and her ability to avoid things never failed her. Guess she was slow that day. So now she sat here, finished with her meal, still reading the book - in which case bored her to death.
"I still don' get why you read books for" His voice rang throughout the room, nobody s
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