#Sniper/spy

[greasby]

if you even care!

[metamorphmigus]

Made somethin a lil spicy. >:D sniper/spy is one of my favorite ships in tf2.

[dariiy]

Hello I’m back at drawing

Yes, with tf2 sniperspy Fumer, c'est être l'esclave du tabac’s reference.

[finchtheidiot]

"Dirty bushman.."

"That's a rude way to say Hello,,"

[exorcismist]

Amoureux Déguisé

Spy had always prided himself on his cool, calm, and collected demeanor. As a master of disguise, he was able to blend in with any crowd and keep his emotions in check. But there was one thing that he couldn't control - his feelings for the Sniper. His enemy.

Spy came up with a plan. He would disguise himself as a younger woman and go on various dates with the Sniper, getting to know him personally. Perhaps, in doing so, he could figure out why he was feeling this way and find a way to put an end to it.

Then he’ll surely realize that his feelings are false..

What could go wrong?

A Sniper/Spy Fic

Multi-Chapter

W.I.P.

[magnetictapedatastorage]

fem sniper/spy/sniper/spy

rough draft (casual-style punctuation and a lack of capitalization), ~800 words, no sex, just lots of watching

shes watching from like the other side of the battlefield. 'touching' spy with the laser dot. moving it slowly all over her. like the round hasn't even started yet, the chainlink door hasn't opened yet. spy's checking her watch and scout just says. "hey, uh--"

because for the past minute there's been a red dot tracing up and down spy's hipbone. and spy hasn't noticed.

and spy says "hm?" and now the dot is gone so scout just talks about something else

the setup phase, before the first round, that's the only time spy stays in one place, stays visible, like that. she's smart enough to be hard to spot during battle.

well, not hard to spot, just not visible long enough to get a nice heaping eyeful in sniper's opinion. usually, shes just in sight long enough for sniper to put a hole in her head. but once the caliber gets high enough, it's... not quite a head with a hole. it's more like roadkill in a blue sock.

and really, she's a professional, she doesn't have time for leering on the clock. even if those getaway sticks on her are just... they're just... so...

hell of a lean she has to do to get a bead on the enemy spawn at all, bracing just right so she doesn't fall out the window, and so the sight doesn't bob half a klick just from breathing. it's not the sort of thing she'd do normally, the position is way too exposed to justify the deep sightline. but it's a sight for sore eyes, to see spy all... clean like that. everything other than the mask is almost normal. well- no- not normal. civilian. or something. but that's not right either. doesn't matter.

she strokes her thumb against the stock of the rifle, while tracing a single pinstripe up spy's ankle. lets out a breath she shouldn't have been holding, and it comes out a little hoarse. the inner curve of her thigh bends the pinstripes. it's the one spot where there might be bit of softness on her stickbug body, but even that's trimmed down so far there's a gap between her legs like a saddle-sore mountie. sniper tries to adjust the focus, to get just a touch closer, and realizes the zoom's maxed out already.

this far out, sniper can't hear her team's nor the enemy's countdown. but she sees the enemy scout get as close as possible to the grille, as if being a couple inches closer to the point would make all that much difference.

in a blur of metal, the gate opens, and spy is gone.

she did it again the next morning, and the next. there's something meditative, almost, about watching someone who's usually invisible. sniper's not stupid about it, or at least tries not to be. avoids the top half of spy's body when she's facing her. last thing she needs is for spy to spot the dot and think she's picking a fight.

funnily enough, the other one notices first.

"Having fun?"

sniper nearly loses her balance against the window frame.

instead, she makes a mad grab for the sill with both hands, sending her rifle pitching down to the unforgiving ground below.

she had been leaning really far out of it.

She turned to face her own team's spy, who had raised an eyebrow at the lack of grace on display.

sniper almost visibly searches for something today. a range of excuses, threats, and dismissive gestures all fail to make muster, and she's left to fold her arms awkwardly and say "Was it necessary to sneak up like that?"

the red spy ignores the question. sniper had been so absorbed, sneaking had hardly been necessary.

and if anyone could understand the desire to soak up beauty where one can find it... it would be spy.

sniper moves past her. not close enough to touch, but not as far as she'd stayed for the first few months after meeting the enemy spy. ah, her gun is downstairs.

what sniper has yet to learn, thinks spy, is how much sweeter it is to watch someone that knows she is being watched.

hidden from view, there is a short, deep, jagged scar on the red spy's abdomen. she'd received it 3 months ago, when the BLU sniper tried to gut her while she was fully invisible. she'd overestimated spy's height, throwing off her aim and leaving the spy alive. barely. unfortunately. but after that she'd ranted and simply left, while spy stewed au jus on the floor.

the idea of her enemy being so attuned to her that she'd been able to more or less pinpoint her while she was invisible kept spy entertained-- along with the incredible pain and bloodloss-- until the red medic found her some hours later, at the very end of the match. she didn't question the fact of medic keeping a spare large intestine from some god forsaken species of primate, and the overnight swap meant that she was left with nothing more than a rather prominent scar, rather than also going septic and dying permanently.

[bluescluees]

Hello-

I'm a new writer, and I'm bringing my stuff to Tumblr!

This Tumblr account will probably have writing updates, and some headcannons!!

Recently I have been working on "When the last leaf falls, remember my name" (haha corny ik right)

(there's the link lol)

So far there are 4 chapters (if you include the prologue)

It's sniperspy (RED Sniper and BLU Spy) and also my first fic, so feedback is really appreciated!

[quixoticprince]

Guys I don't think this kindly stranger is all that nice But yeah, if Medic confessed about stealing their souls in the next pages I don't think anyone would really care

Based on this post thread

[gearbroth]

WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

[orangeboxnlime]

The mercs and cute semi-aquatic creatures :) [left to right: otter, muskrat, seal, tapir, beaver, capybara, puffin, platypus, mink, pygmy hippo]

I only plan for semiaquatic mammals, but i couldnt find one that fits medic, so he gets a bird

Scout: Otters are sleek, fast and cool Soldier: I want something similar to raccoons. Muskrats are also native to north AMERICA! Pyro: I think he would like seals. They are round and look huggable Demo: Tapir in japanese folklore are said to eat nightmares. For someone who passes out a lot, i think it's a good fit. Engineer: Beavers can build Heavy: Capybara is square-shaped and chill Medic: I think he would like any types of aquatic birds. I pick puffins cause they are cool! Fly, swim, dive, burrow, they can do anything! Sniper: Pretty predictable lol. Platypuses are australia native Spy: Mink. Small yet a deadly hunter

SNIPER THE PLATYPUS??!?!?

[prajjna]

[wackarat]

Tf2 X Monty python guys. We see the vision

[vaxxman]

"Do you miss the time when you used to do no harm?"

Old habits.

Merc behaviour is based on a nice little comment @up-in-flames-writing left on one of my comics :)

Rambling and more silly drawings below.

Loosely based on the Solemn Vow's public blurb:

Art lovers will cherish the bust of Hippocrates, commemorating a time when the Medic still thought doing no harm was a good idea.

I am absolutely convinced that Medic carries dextrose drops with him. German pharmacies throw these after you when you buy anything at all. I went to check if this one specific brand I know of had been around since the 60s and 70s and yes, it was.

Small acts of kindness I can see Medic doing is giving everyone one of these if they are tired. I'm talking about Engineer mostly.

Or they snack on them when solving practical problems together, like during the teleporter bread tumor incident.

[goblinhound]

Ok the gangs all here

Im a Peebo main wbu

[solid-white]

Tf2 details that a lot of people get wrong:

Demoman is most likely under 30, making him either the third or second youngest out of the cast. I GET IT. YOU CAN ALL STOP TELLING ME HE'S "not actually under 30" IM TALKING ABOUT THIS COMIC ISSUE AND THE GRAVEL WARS. NOT THE ACTUAL FULL COMIC SERIES WHERE IT TAKES PLACE 5 YEARS AFTER.

Scout can drive. He even has that taunt where he drives that little scooter.

Snipers glasses were likely given to him by his dad.

Engineer is NOT the most """sane""" of the mercs, that actually goes to Heavy. He has a severe God complex (line: "I am a GOD!") And cut off his arm cuz why not. He also has green eyes, not blue.

Medic is terrible at naming things. I just think this has a lot of potential for jokes.

Pyro is completely aware they're setting stuff on fire, they just like wearing their mask. They also aren't a kid despite how Miss Pauling talks to them.

Spy isn't as professional as people think. He takes 7 seconds to piss on a wall, and Miss Pauling tells him to wash his mask since he never takes it off.

Soldier WAS "racist" (I really don't know how to describe the term here) until he met Zhanna.

Finally, Heavy. I don't even need to explain anything. His entire CHARACTER is always mischaracterized to be Medic's alpha boyfriend. He's arguably the most caring one out of the mercs.

[800db-cloud]

i’m literally shaking buy them brown contacts pls