#TF2 Heavy's Family

[tf2incorrectquotes]

Heavy: *showing his family photos of the Team*

Heavy's Mama: *points at a photo of a smiling Heavy and Medic* Oh, you look close!

Heavy: *starts vibrating at a frequency that shatters glass* Yes, I like him a normal amount.

[mozzcho]

I really wanted to draw more of Heavy. I also took the opportunity to draw his family too. Translation: Now, now, sweet little boy, it's okay to let yourself cry and be sad. Your mommy is here, and mommy will never leave you or leave you in a bad mood. Let go of your pain, you stubborn little boy, Mommy's arms are wide and she will always reach out to you and give you the tightest, but also the gentlest hugs.

[rosainta]

Day 4 of Rosain Quivan’s Daily Logs

Started December 10th, 2023 at 8:24PM, Home Finished December 10th, 2023 at 10:45PM, Home Log #4

Author's Notes: Originally, I planned for this short story to be only a two-parter. However, I got so carried away with writing backstory and researching facts about the Siberian Mountains and the USSR that I ended up having enough for two more parts. I hope you don't mind, but hey, at least that means more Heavy and Medic-centred interaction in the future, heehee!

I won't say much more, but I hope you enjoy this history-compliant log, as well as all the little references sprinkled here and there!

Title: King of Hearts (Part Two) Fandom: Team Fortress 2 New Mexico, Badlands, Teufort City, The Cap Point 6:45PM, sometime during the Gravel War

"Well", Heavy begins, "it all starts when I first begin to live in Siberian Mountains with family, after escaping shoot-out in gulag."

Sniper nods, acknowledging the tough living conditions his friend had to endure to provide for his family. If he wasn't so curious about the toughened man's relationship with the team doctor, he would have diverged into another conversation entirely, mostly about survival tips. Ever since he was a child, had always dreamed of living in the mountains one day, just him and his camper van... but that is a story for another day.

"Anyway, our father had just been killed, and we had no money. We could not show face to society, or Soviets would put family back in gulag, so we head to Urals."

"Life was very hard on us, but Heavy had to protect family at all cost. We found small but safe community on far outskirt of Soviet city Magadan, where we meet with kind lady who let us settle in her late husband's house in exchange for manual work and company."

Heavy shifts in his chair and pulls a worn, leather wallet out of his pocket. Flipping through a few cards and other minuscule belongings, he eventually retrieves a small, faded picture.

"Here, this is lady", the robust Russian says softly, holding the photo out for the marksman to see and pointing at an aged figure. "Behind is woman's shoppe. If ever you visit Siberia, you must visit. Is very cozy."

The full image was of a youthful Heavy and his sisters and mother, alongside another woman wearing a red hood and light-brown coat. She seemed to be in her late 40's, but she would most likely be a lot older now, considering the aged quality of the picture. Everyone was smiling happily, with frosty snow cozily blanketing their feet. Behind them was a furnished wooden cabin, with the name "магазин джугджур", which roughly translates to "Jugjur Shop."

"Wow", the bushman half-whispered, "you must owe a lot to her if you kept a shot of her all these years."

Heavy smiles, putting the photo and the wallet back. "Yes, is true. Without her, Heavy and family would have probably frozen to death, or be captured and tortured in another city."

Sniper takes a sip of his martini. "I do have a question, though."

"Go ahead."

"How'd you make sure she wasn't a Soviet? She might'a been a secret agent and turned you in to the police, or maybe even captured you herself?"

"Ah, Heavy had same doubts too at time", he says, tipping the waitress as she brings him his drink.

"Luckily, lady was as anti-Soviet as I was. Her son, who was abroad in Moscow at time, was shot by Soviet officer during civilian massacre. It had ruined her husband, and he had committed suicide only a year after."

"The Soviets had ruined her life and her family, and she hated them with passion that is remarkable for such a nice lady. Maybe it was reason she was so eager to help us when she found out we were refugees."

"Oh. I see. I'm sorry to have brought that up, that must've been hard to recount," Sniper replies silently, slightly stunned and uncomfortable from the sudden change in mood that sprang from his question. Thankfully, Heavy senses his mood and puts his bottle of vodka down next to his martini.

"Do not worry, she is strong woman. Heavy's family takes good care of her, because she is part of us now", the giant says gently.

Sniper worried expression softens to a smile. "That's good to hear, mate."

"Anyway," Heavy continues, "family continues to live in mountains in secret for some time. We hunt bear, and... well, mostly bear, and we cut wood and help run shoppe with lady for a few years before only visiting once a month."

"Is nice, but eventually, family gets bored of seeing snow and killing bear all the time, you know?"

"Ah, yeah," the shartpshooter replies, though he doesn't quite know what to make of that, seeing as he's never done that before. Not minding, Heavy goes on.

"So, one day, Heavy takes family to go out and visit city of Magadan on mother's birthday. At time, I was blinded by boredom, and I did not consider how highly dangerous it was to bring family back to place where we could get imprisoned again."

"But, we were all hungry for something more than food, and it was special occasion after all, so we decided we would hide ourselves with thick coat hood and keep away from guards and populous area."

"At first, we were very excited to be back in a community again. We could see buildings, hear people talking everywhere, smell food that was not killed with fist. But sister Bronislava, who was still quite young at time, was most excited of us all, and she really loved being in city."

"She was always pointing at different stores we pass by, and her laughter when she heard choir boys singing near churches was infectious. However, her most favourite sight of all were boats at the port of Magadan."

"Even when she was very little, Bronislava loved travelling. She read many books on world, and her dream was to visit Paris one day and become pilot. Of course, she knew because of how Russia was at time that this dream could not be possible, but this did not stop her from dreaming."

"So," Heavy says, uncapping his vodka and pouring it into a glass "she was begging for us to go closer to port to see boat. 'Please, brother Misha, let us go on boat and sail!', she would say. But I said no- there were too many guards nearby and we would get caught for sure."

"Aw, can't let a little girl have some fun?," Sniper interrupts, teasing.

"If you don't want to be killed, then no," the towering man replies blatantly.

"Right, sorry, go on," Sniper says quickly, blushing.

"Sister Bronislava would not listen, though, no matter what Heavy or mother or sisters said to her. She would insist and insist, and we had to hold her back at one point so she would not run away herself, but she continued."

"She really wanted to go on the boats. Her whining turned to crying, and her crying turned to screaming, until it was certain a guard would catch us anyway because of how loud she was being. It was miserable and terrifying sight, and Heavy could already feel regret for having endangered and hurt family like this."

"But luckily," Heavy says with a chuckle, "her tantrum did not last very long. Just as family was about to leave and hide from inevitable imprisonment, a very interesting, travelling man tapped my shoulder from behind."

Just as Heavy utters the words, someone really does tap his shoulder. Heavy turns to meet their eyes, and immediately, he grins.

"Eavesdropping again, doktor?", he asks, pulling a chair for him to sit next to him and Sniper.

"Ooh, I simply couldn't resist! Mostly because I can still picture ze face you made when you turned around like a frightened deer", Medic exclaims, laughingly.

Heavy groans and rolls his eyes, whilst his two seatmates look at each other, both surprised and amused.

"The big, tough, scary Heavy, frightened? I'd never imagine such a thing!" Sniper chuckles, clinking his martini glass to cheers with the doctor's fizzing sparkling water.

"It was not as bad as doktor puts it, okay?", Heavy grumbles, eyes averted to their playful gazes. Still, you could tell by the way his face reddened and, again, the way his eyebrows lifted that it was, in fact, as bad as he put it.

"Whatever floats your boat, mein friend", Medic says, no pun intended. Sniper downs his martini in one go, signaling the waitress for another glass.

Wanting to change the subject, the flustered giant gets up to grab a deck of cards on a nearby table. He returns, shuffling the cards in his large, calloused hands.

"Let us continue story over game of cards, yes? I find that it will fit in well with next part."

To be continued in RQDL 5... Credits: Team Fortress 2 by Valve Image source: Team Fortress 2 Written by Rosain Quivan Cross posted on Amino ( Rosain Quivan )

[lenny-link]

HeavyMedic meet EngieSpy family :]

[coolade]

Tf2 Family Guy Death Pose for your everyday needs

BLU version here

[parisoonic]

daddy issues

[vaxxman]

So I heard we are drawing satin solly.

[dragonroilz]

meet the demowoman! out of all of my female mercs, she is the one who is the most like her male counterpart. the two of them even have the same... ocular difficulties. although hers is on the opposite eye.

interestingly enough, her cheerful, loud, drunk nature is actually a ruse. the demowoman is a spy for the scottish government. after they covered up demoman's slip up with the location of the loch ness monster, the scottish government wanted her to keep an eye on him to make sure that he doesnt mess up again.

however, a wrench was quickly thrown into the demowoman's plans when she met the team's actual spy for the first time. she quickly realised that the spy was actually her adopted child from many decades ago. but like all of the other families that the spy had been in, she had run away from the demowoman as well. all of these years later, the two were reunited with the spy not recognizing her. how could she after "losing an eye", a new haircut, and different personality?

demowoman therefore has a decision to make. rat out the other demoman and destroy the team's composition while possibly revealing her identity to spy, which is something she doesnt want to do. or, she can remain quiet and spend more time with her adoptive daughter, even if its under disguise.

[coolfireguy73]

Soldier and Zhanna's wedding

I'm back ! Sorry, I just started playing Stardrew Valley, among other things :/

Anyway, I finally took the time to finish this drawing ! I stared working on it a week or so ago. That was one of the project I was working on.

So yeah. This is supposed to be a picture taken at Zhanna and Soldier's wedding. Near the end of the day.

Engi set up the camera but the timer was just a bit too short X)

It's not perfect but it's good enough :)

[emilythedog661-tf2]

Howdy!

What about a huge group hug? Like every 9 men in circle 💫

Here you go!

A big family group hug for our favourite TF2 Mercenaries 😁

[tf2incorrectquotes]

The following conversation is in russian:

Heavy: *takes a deep breath* Mom, sisters, I really like Doctor Ludwig.

Mama Heavy: *sweetly* Well, why not, Misha? Doctor Ludwig is a very nice boy.

Heavy: *more insistantly* No, mom, I mean I really like him.

Zhanna: *bluntly* We heard you the first time, Misha. You have a homosexual attraction to Fritz.

[wackarat]

imagination is something i lack at times

[paninicupcakke]

(Suggestive)

I finally downloaded the sims on my new computer! Here’s some random crunchy tf2 sims pause screens

Me too Sniper me too…

He’s so real

Emesis red

Don’t ask me why Medic has a speedo & a tramp stamp it’s apart of his lore I swear-

Sniper & Heavy straight up vibing

-I was playing around with the new relationship options and I set Scout, Demo & Medic to all be “partners”. So those 3 all kinda just flirt and kiss each other :3 Demo going up to anyone and randomly kissing them on the cheek is sooo canon to me 🤭

-I made Sniper & Spy exclusive partners and Heavy & Medic are married (I made it so both of them don’t really get jealous tho I <3 polycule fortress 🗣️🗣️🗣️)

-Spy’s the only one with a job lol I made him a secret agent

-Scout, Medic, Sniper, Demo and Heavy are all unemployed (Sniper & Demo garden and sell food tho so I don’t consider them unemployed)

[rhymeswithfart]

Sorry to use a more unhinged art comp

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[coolade]

To celebrate my last post getting 1k notes, here’s BLU team

[sylveonsylk]

Listen…Heavy being a papa bear is just objectively Good Content.

Medic is the obvious choice for prime fussing, and the benefit is that Medic will just…let him do it.

Of course, it’s not without the token resistance. Medic wouldn’t be Medic if he wasn’t dismissive of Heavy’s efforts. But, in truth, he likes being fussed over because it makes him feel important. Heavy knows that Medic is grateful, so no matter how many times Medic flaps at him like one of the birds about fussing, Heavy puts up with it, if only to see Medic’s smug little smile when he accepts the care, whether it’s a warm blanket, a hot cup of tea, or a good meal.

Heavy definitely fusses over the other mercs, too. The big brother instinct isn’t crushed so easily, and these idiots really do need someone with a level head to make sure they don’t die (off the battlefield, anyway). Scout is the victim of most of this mothering, and the more he protests it, the more Heavy persists. After all, Heavy is persistent and he really loves to play games.