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...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
Fireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!" The BLU Spy screamed, waggling a finger at the Pyro clutching his flamethrower. "Vhat is zis?" Medic said, looking at the two men. Pyro lowered his weapon and stared down at the ground. "That thing tried to set me ON FIRE!" Spy yelled. "IM NTT UH THNG!" Pyro retorted angerly. "Pyro, is zis true?" medic replied softly, trying to calm the situation. "Ysh, brt fr uh gdd rssn! Spr wsh bng mnn un cllng mrr nms!" Medic sighed and shook his head, Making Pyro look down again. He knew that Medic didn't understand a word he'd said. No one ever did. "I did nozing to him! i was just saying hi and he tried to set me on fire!!" Spy pathetically wailed. "You two just need to leave eatchozher alone. Pyro, zat vasn't nice to do that to Spy, and Spy, just leave him....her....it alone..." Pyro let out a low saddened growl. "Whrtevvr.." He wheezed, walking into the respawn room. No one ever cared about the Pyro. He was a great help to the team, but no one ever aknowledged iMore Like This
Reciprocate : Scout x Reader . Part 2In the last 2 days, the weather mirrored the mood of the base. It was cloudy and rained on random throughout each day. It was because of the silence. The silence that laced around the duo. ___ and Scout.More Like This
Nothing had happened after the incident. Everything seemed to go by as normal in the banal fort, but as soon as the two were mentioned together, everybody quickly changed the topic. If one of the two were in a room, and the other walked in, a noticeable change in the atmosphere was felt. ___ would not acknowledge Scout's presence and he would lower his head at hers.
It drove the team mad.
They all knew both of them were too stubborn for their own good to work it out. "Young foolish love" Spy described it.
Perhaps it was.
Scout didn't know what to do.
Honestly. All his life there were two options: Fight or flight.
And now, he was dumbstruck. He leaned against a box of crates in the empty warehouse. It was Scout's favorite spot because, there, nobody was able to bother him. The s
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Scout X Reader
Mornings for most people would start out with lazy yawns, back stretching, getting the coffee started, ect. But here at 2Fort, it starts out differently. Soldier yells down the hallway “Every maggot better be up in five or it’s hell to pay!” and there is this slow scramble to get up and make the beds before shuffling into the main hall for breakfast that we all share a part in making.
But on weekends, which are special sleep-in days, two particular team members initiate a long held tradition: Watching Cartoons. Don’t get me wrong. Both me and Scout get enough TV in each day when fights and training are over with. But those certain special shows come on only on two days, and to view them in their glory, one has to be awake and ready at a moments notice.
“______!” I heard Scout’s voice float in under the door, waking me from my beloved dream world of yaoi. Turning over, I pulled my covers over my head, not
Meet the Pyro - Medic ViewThis is terrifying.More Like This
The whole place is on fire, soon to be turned into scorched debris.
Dying screams of my teammates can be heard from beyond the wooden door of this barn, and there is nothing I can do anymore. The fire is to strong for me to keep healing everyone.
This creature is merciless. It just seems that things catch fire just when it walks by them.
I had to retreat when he got Heavy. If I could only deploy my Ubercharge on time, maybe that infernal devil would've failed to split his head open, when it jumped out of nowhere with a fire-axe.
With no one in sight to back me up, I ran as far as I could and out side the flamethrower's range until I found this barn to hide in. I assume it didn't chase me since this place wasn't immediately engulfed in flames. It is probably not the safest place to hide, but maybe...maybe I could hide here until he gets far enough, or until the rest of my teammates will respawn...
It was hard to think with the intense heat surrounding the wooden stru
To The TeamThe early morning wind blows coldMore Like This
Over a desert sand sea.
A base sits, not new, not old
But constant. A free
Air clings to the place.
A Boston boy swings
And rings his ma
Every night. He boasts
About his baseball and his da
Who played for the Red Sox.
He takes a blue streak and toasts
Carlton Fisk . He tries to get his rocks
Off with Pauling again and fails.
He sleeps with a night light.
The Giant sits in his bed
And sips his drink and dreams
About his home, stained red
With his family's blood. The reams
Of Tolstoy and Dostoevsky on
The cold floor rustle in the draught.
He kisses Sasha good night and is gone.
He says a prayer for the Tsar.
A gas-choked demon prowls
The halls. His burns keep him awake
And all the words and sneers burn
Him more than the fiery howls
Of flame that make his foes shake.
He longs for friends and finds none.
His only friend was an old woman
Who took him in once, a nun
Or such she may have been. Forgets.
In an oil-stained corner is
The Engie. A Ten gallon hat
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Chapter 2 Title: Left On Base
Warning: Strong Language
He was blind. He was blind, and tired, and everything fucking hurt, and shit he wanted to scream but his voice wasn't fucking working and fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Nate cursed repeatedly in his mind at the blinding white and the pain pulsing through his leg. He must have been out for... well... shit, he wasn't sure, but despite having been unconscious, he was exhausted. His head lolled dazedly from side to side as he tried to wake himself. After a moment, everything came into focus, and he realized that he wasn't blind, but instead just seeing a lot of white. White walls, white floor, white ceiling, white everything. The Scout furrowed his brow and tried to stand. Something held him down.
Shackles. He was held down at the ankles, torso and wrists by metal shackles that were attached to the hard chair in which he sat. The chair was melded to the ground.
Shit, how did he get into this? Where was he? Why was he here? He du