#Team Fortress 2 X Reader One Shots

[xxiamtiebrousxx]

Heyo, I was wondering if you could write a medic x reader who’s a psychologist? Basically they were someone else’s(probably scouts) therapist and when medic officially meets them he just falls head over heels.

Of course! This was fun to write! Sorry it took too long though.

A Bit Crazy (Medic x Psychologist! Reader) Tf2 x Reader One shot

As Jeremy’s therapist, it was my job to help him out the best I could. I recently became a therapist. The first thing I did was buy an office above one of Teufort’s corner grocery stores. Jeremy was my first and only patient. I was still new to the job. I wanted to know more about his issues and decided to visit his workplace, which seemed to be the source of most issues. I thought it was a good idea. I was very incorrect. I wasn’t expecting his workplace  to be a battlefield. I guess that’s why he had so many issues. The moment I stepped into the base, I felt the chaos radiating. I did get the feeling someone was watching me the very moment I stepped into the base. 

“Welcome to my home,” Jeremy said, opening the door for me. There was a gravelly scream erupting from the kitchen, followed by the explosion of an oven. I gripped my clipboard. This wasn’t the most suitable home to be living in. There was no order or sense of sanity. “Let me take you to the room you’ll be staying in.” I followed Jeremy through the hallway. My eyes glanced around, catching every little detail about this place. There was blood smeared over a pair of doors as well as bird poop and feathers. What kind of crazy psychopath lived there? The door slammed open. A man with feathers ruffled throughout his dark hair fell past the doors and onto the ground. A few doves flew out.

“Eh, are you alright, sir?” I asked.

“Bad idea,” Jeremy whispered. “If you thought I had problems, just wait until you meet Medic. He’s a loose cannon.” Jeremy took off in a sprint. I sighed, rolling my eyes.

“Sir, are you alright?” I asked again. The man lifted his head up from the floor. He stood up and dusted the feathers out of his hair.

“Did I do it?” he asked. “Did I make it?” What was he rambling about? He patted down his chest and stomach. “Just wondering, is this heaven?” he asked.  “I was expecting more angelic beings, like you, and Tom Jones.” Did he call me an angelic being? Impossible. I was human. I haven’t died just yet.

“I’m sorry, I’m confused,” I replied. “May I ask what you’re rambling about?” The man smiled. His grin seemed a bit off, like he was insane. Maybe because of this workplace, he was indeed insane.

“I attempted to reach heaven,” he said. “I need to talk to the man in charge about my soul, er, souls. I’m running out and I owe someone else a big debt.” Processing this hurt my brain. What was he talking about? “Hmm, are you sure you’re not an angel?” he asked. I shook my head.

“Sorry sir, I’m not,” I replied. “I’m Jeremy’s therapist. I’m here to help him out.”

“C’mon doc, I’ve gotta show you your room!” Jeremy shouted. His yell echoed through the hallway.

“It seems there’s two doctors in the house,” the man said, grinning. “I’m a doctor as well. It’s a pleasure to meet someone as darling as you.” The compliment sent my heart pounding. He held out his hand, which was drenched in blood. I gasped. The sight was horrifying! But I didn’t say anything at all. I grinned sheepishly and scurried away without a word. “I’ll be seeing you then!” the doctor cried out.

*>/<*

The doctor would not leave me alone. He would sit close to me during meal times and try to hold my hand. Medic would bring me the strangest gifts, like bonesaws or bird feathers.. I was not that kind of doctor. He had to be dragged off to his job by his friend, the Heavy weapons guy. It was quite funny to hear his friends scold him like he was a child. I stayed in the base while Jeremy and his teammates left to do their work as mercenaries. I did not know that until recently. Then again, Jeremy was keeping secrets from me. I planned to spend a few more days before leaving. This household, if you could even call it that, was driving me a bit crazy. There was a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I asked. My eyes never left the pages of the book I was reading. The door opened and Medic popped his head in, with a big grin on his face.

“Are you available?” he asked. I looked at the clock on my stand. It was only five in the evening. I hadn’t done anything all day and I wasn’t going to let the evening be wasted. I closed the book.

“What do you have planned for tonight?” I asked. The doctor’s grin grew larger.

“Just wait and see,” he said. “You won’t regret it!”

*>/<*

I did regret it. I held a shovel in my hand, watching Medic dig up a grave. For what reason was he doing this? This was illegal! I tapped my fingers against the handle. Dirt was thrown upon the pile Medic dug up. He hummed happily, smiling all the way. His smile was a bit cute. I wasn’t afraid to think that, but it caught me off guard that I was thinking about Medic like that. Medic was watching me from the corner of his eye. He stuck the edge of the shovel in the ground and rested his arms on the handle. “May I ask what keeps you deep in thought?” he said. I blushed, breaking eye contact with him. Medic laughed and continued to dig.

“I have no idea what you mean,” I replied.

“I saw you staring at me,” he said. “Did I have something on my face?”

“No,” I said. “I was lost in thought.” Medic pulled out a white bone from the dirt. He held it gingerly. “Ew,” I said, shrinking back from the bone. Medic smiled widely.

“I’ve been looking for this for months!” he exclaimed. “This belongs to the man’s skeleton I stole!” I shivered, knowing the story he mentioned. The food in my stomach churned and twisted around. This was disgusting. Medic noticed I was turning green around the gills. His smile dropped. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I’m not a big fan of bones,” I replied. “Specifically, bones from people who might still be alive.” Medic threw the bone back into the ground. He climbed out of the hole. “What are you doing?” I asked. Medic wrapped both his arms around me. I blushed a little, gently pulling away. “Uh, thanks, I guess,” I said. The hug was not comforting, but it felt nice.

“Come on, let’s head home,” he said, taking my hand in his. I followed Medic back to his car, a small ambulance which needed a good paint job.

*>/<*

The car ride back home was exhausting. I counted every street light until I reached the fiftieth one. My eyelids were drooping. I was tired and ready to crawl into bed. Medic kept glancing at me the entire drive. He smiled every time our eyes made eye contact. Eventually, he parked the car in front of the base. I watched with a tired gaze as Medic got out of the car and walked around. He opened the door for me. “Permission to carry you to bed?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I tiredly answered. I unbuckled my seat. Medic gently placed both his arms under mine and dragged me off my seat. He then lifted my legs up, carrying me like a bride. I wrapped both my arms around his neck. “Are we there yet?” I asked. Medic chuckled.

“Not yet,” he replied. He opened the door by kicking it open. Jeremy and his friends were watching TV in the living room. No one said a word. Maybe it was because Medic was glaring at them, like he threatened to rip out their souls. We came upon my bedroom door. Medic placed me back on the ground and opened the door.

“Thank you,” I said, standing in the dark doorway. “I had fun tonight, even if it was a bit gruesome.” Medic smiled.

“I’m glad you enjoyed our time together,” he said. “Would it be alright to see you again?” I laughed.

“Silly, you see me all the time,” I answered. He ran his fingers through his dark hair, looking nervously around.

“I didn’t mean that,” Medic said. “I meant if you would go out with me again.” Soft red spread around my face, slightly warming my skin.

“That sounds fine,” I replied, smiling. Medic blushed deeply. I held out my hand, which he shook. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Good night,” he said, leaning down and kissing my cheek. I watched with a grin as he walked away. He was a bit crazy and that’s what I loved about him.

Random A/n: How many of you have thought of eating your hand whole?

[brain-amoeba]

Hii! Thinking about medic with a reader who's first language is also German. Idk what you wanna do with it, general hcs or whatever, but I imagine the moment reader notices he has an accent they speak to him exclusively in German lmao

you + all the other lovely anons who have sent me the most toe curling and amazing asks are fueling my fire and i fear with this one i may slightly disappoint only because i dont speak German....so if you do speak German please bare with my shoddy google translate skills..and feel free to correct any grammatical errors or give advice!! :D

in which reader is medic's newly assigned help and at first he brushes you off until he catches you speaking German

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Medic typically did not pay the various assistants who came and went any mind. If anything, he was indignant towards the concept at all! The Doktor was perfectly capable of handling his workload and aiding the fellow mercenaries in battle perfectly fine--so why do they insist on hiring these nutzlos (useless) assistants?! With a heavy sigh, Medic returns to his medbay to find you hunched over the sink in concentration. Unfortunately for you, a stray scalpel acquainted itself with your finger while cleaning the examination table. You squeeze your finger under the running faucet, and between sharp inhales murmured curses to yourself for being so clumsy. "Verdammt! Es tut sehr weh...zu viel blut..so eine kleine schnittwunde!" (Damn it, it hurts a lot..so much blood..such a small cut!) Medic stopped dead in his tracks. Did he hear that correctly? He inched closer to you, but kept his distance--as if you were a skiddish doe, for fear of scaring you off. His heart was almost beating out of his chest...dammit, why was the thought of another human within a 5 mile radius speaking his mother tongue so exhilarating?! ...Eine frau, no less?! The medic cleared his throat as to passively make his presence known. "Ehm, fraülein, sprichst du auch Deutsch?" (Do you also speak German?)

You jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, but quickly looked over your shoulder while still tending to your wound. "Jawohl, Herr Doktor...hilfe, bitte?!" (Yes sir, Doctor... help, please?!) You showed him your bleeding finger, squeezing still to dramatize the wound as scarlet beads spurted from the opening like tears. "Right, but of course, schatz!" Medic rushed to your side, and helped you sanitize your wound. With one swift movement, he shut off the faucet and led you to the examination table by the waist. "Seems a little excessive for a surface cut, don't you think, Doctor? ...I just needed a little help getting patched up." You asked, sitting nervously atop the unwelcoming metal surface. "Oh, nein, we can't afford to have anything happen to meine lieblingsassistent!" He mused, carefully handling your injured digit as he spoke. Medic applied a topical antibacterial whose sting earned an audible wince from you, screwing your eyes shut. He continued, humming too excitedly as he proceeded to wrap your delicate finger in gauze and fasten it to ensure your wound may heal properly and be free from infection. "Sehr gut!" Medic smiled at you innocently and gave you a gentle head-pat before turning to stow away his equipment.

Upon finishing, he gently took your hand in his and left a courtly kiss atop it. "...?! Herr doktor, what has gotten into you?" Your body was set ablaze with a new type of anxiety, excitement, and confusion than ever felt before. You attempted to maintain your professionalism, but the way Medic gazed upon you now, half-lidded and piercing past his circular lenses and into your very core...you knew this was no way a boss treated their subordinate. The Doktor sighed as he slowly tightened his grip on your hand. You whimpered, attempting to pull away. What a mistake that was! Wordlessly, he pulled you towards him in one fell swoop and instantly closed the safe distance between the two of you. "Oh, fraülein, I just remembered...I never gave you a proper examination! It's simply a routine checkup." His free hand now rested atop your head, thumb gently caressing along where your hair parts. "Worry not...I am more than qualified to perform any necessary gynecological procedures, schatz!"

[cluelessatthispoint]

Hello hello, im aware that you made a platonic Yandere!engie recently and probably don't want to make another but I can't stop thinking about this idea.

Recently I managed to convince my friend to play TF2 with me and it was...something?? They quite literally spent half an hour trying to "deactivate the smoking" while they played as Spy for some reason and kept shooting at me while they played Engie bc they were trying to get my Spy to stop smoking. It was fun, they got disappointed at the realization but played with me anyways haha.

I was wondering if you could write some platonic yandere!engie with a spy!reader, I just think is a very funny idea for Engie to constantly to try and make them stop smoking is all, specially with Pyro who is nothing but delighted to light reader's cigarettes.

(once again I apologize for bad English from my part and for making an ask about a fairly recent character, hope you have a great day!)

AAAAAHHHH! Yes! YES! platonic yandere Engie gives me serotonin and a reason to live! He is such a weird yandere because of his kindly disposition. THANK YOU! I really like this ask. :)

Warning: Platonic yandere, smoking.

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Taking a deep breath, you sigh as you walk through the base. Having won a particularly grueling battle today you could feel some pride well up in your chest as well as a creaking in your bones. It was going to be a rough day tomorrow. Thank goodness it was the last battle of the week. Tomorrow you could rest easy and relax. Thinking about all the plans for tomorrow you smiled to yourself and hummed a happy little tune. The way that the battle was won today was incredible. The soldier did his part phenomenally and you think about how you backstabbed the enemy medic so many times he ended up paranoid around his own teammates. It was a sight to behold. Just thinking about it made you smirk and chuckle slightly.

Just one thing was off....during battle the Engineer on your team kept looking at you. It was weird. It wasn't a mean look or anything...but it gave you the chills. You didn't think he was mad at you. You didn't even do anything to him. As far as you can tell, you both are on pretty good terms with each other. Just the way he acted; it was off putting. Sighing softly, you round the corner and almost bumped into Pyro. The smell of burning and something sweet fills your nostrils. Looking into the gasmask you see your own reflection being reflected back at you.

"Ah, hello Pyro....good job out there today."

He doesn't say a word but holds his hand out with a lighter in it. Flicking the lighter on and off you look at it and let out a small sigh of relief.

"Oh...thank you."

Taking out a cigarette you light the end of it and bring it to your lips. Taking a long slow drag of it you let out a pleased sigh as you feel your body relax. Pyro seemed just as pleased. Clapping his hands together and practically hopping on his toes his happy mumbles break the silence.

Leaning against the wall you and Pyro relax for a while. Pyro looks more to your left and then takes off without a word. You roll your eyes at his antics and continue smoking. Leaning back and closing your eyes you don't notice the sound of someone walking closer until a hand is on your shoulder. Opening an eye you look to your left to see the Engineer.

"Hello Engie...how are you?"

He sighs heavily and reaches a hand to your mouth and plucks the cigarette from in between your lips and drops it on the floor and stomps on it with a huff.

"I hate seein you smoke those things."

You feel your eye twitch, a swell of anger rises within you and you give him a piece of your mind.

"Engie...don't you dare do that again!"

Your words coming out harsher than you liked. The look in his eyes looks dark and hurt...it scares you. Swallowing nervously, you lower your head and apologize softly.

"I-I'm sorry Engineer...I...I didn't mean to-"

He sighs and crosses his arms.

"I hate seeing you hurt yourself this way...If you keep this up, I'm gonna have to hurt you."

His thick Texan drawl mixed with uncharacteristically unkind words made you laugh hard. You look up at him through tears of laughter and stop cold. A pit of dread settles in your stomach...He wasn't laughing....he wasn't even smiling...You looked him in the eyes and freeze. His cold eyes pin you in your spot. Hearing your name being called from down the hallway you took this as a sign and took your chance to escape. You walked away slowly. Leaving Engineer staring after you in the hallway and a feeling of fear in your stomach.

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I hope that you enjoy this! I finished my finals and I'm so happy! :)

[amirsirwrites]

Hey-hey! I got a request!! (Hope you’re feeling well!)

So.. Spy x Male!Reader oneshot, where the reader bottles up his emotions and hides his negative feelings. Then one day he breaks and starts crying in front of Spy..

Hey-hey, anon! I'm feeling well, thank you. I've finally finished your request, sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy it. :)

Spy comforts you ❤️

Requested

Spy x M!reader

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Death and killing comes with the job of being a mercenary. Most mercs are completely fine with it. In fact, most enjoy it and make a game out of it. 

However, there are exceptions to everything and in this case, you are the exception. 

Seeing people get shot and torn apart almost every single day of your life has been taking a toll on you. 

During some of the battles, you'll freeze and stare at the dead bodies on the ground as your breathing gets heavy and uneven. You know that they'll be fine and wake up in their Respawn point a few minutes later but still.. It doesn't take the pain of seeing them die in front of your eyes away. 

One of the other mercs, more specifically your darling, Spy, often notices you doing this. He’s asked you on all occasions if everything is alright. You always wave him off and say you’re fine but until now, he’s not convinced. 

Worrying that he might make you uncomfortable, Spy doesn’t try to push any further after that question. However, he’s also noticed that it’s getting worse every single day to the point that it affects you even outside the battlefield, and because of this, he feels that he’ll need to confront you about this issue very soon.

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It’s another day at Gorge. BLU took a huge beating and you won with ease. You were put off the entire time as usual. Everyone was doing their own thing while Heavy and Medic packed all their equipment into the van. 

Scout and Soldier were chasing each other.

“Get back here, maggot! I’ll make you regret the day you were born!” Soldier screamed at the top of his lungs, waving his shovel around like a madman. Scout just laughed and pulled a face, pissing him off even more. 

Nearby, Demoman, Sniper and Engineer were having a friendly chat together over a couple of beers that Demo had brought along (despite Medic very clearly telling him to try and lay off the alcohol). Pyro was there as well but they were focused on playing with their favourite brand of matchsticks. 

Somewhere closeby, you were seated on the ground, knees to your chest, deep in thought. Your eyes were fixated on the blood-stained grass in front of you. It quickly made you feel sick, reminding you of the unpleasant battle earlier. You closed your eyes, trying to think of something more pleasant. 

Just then, Spy sat down beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and giving you a kiss on your temple. 

“Salut, mon beau. You seem bothered. What’s wrong?” he asked you in a gentle tone. 

You looked to him, meeting his eyes. 

You really wanted to tell him what was going on but you felt so ashamed. Everyone else was fine with all the killings, why weren’t you? You don’t want to appear silly to Spy or the others so you always bottle up your negative feelings and just do your job. 

You thought that you’d get used to it eventually but you were dead wrong. It’s been eating away at you. Most nights, you struggle to fall asleep and even stay asleep due to recurring nightmares. The lack of proper sleep has given you bags under your eyes and constant headaches throughout the day. 

During mealtimes, you picked at your food and ate very little, having lost your appetite to the disturbing images that are stuck in your mind - bloody, beaten bodies with lifeless eyes. It made you feel like throwing up your guts. 

“I..” you bit your lip, turning away from Spy’s gaze, “It’s nothing, darling.”

You felt his hand on your shoulder tighten a little. 

He gently guided your face back to look at him with a hand, “You always say that. I don’t believe you, mon cœur. Please.. tell me the truth. I’m not going to judge you, I swear on my heart.”

He smiled at you encouragingly. You felt so vulnerable beneath his gaze. 

Before you had a chance to speak, Medic called out, “Time to go home, everyone. Get in the van!”

The other mercs started to head to the van from their respective places and you quickly took that chance to escape the conversation you were having with Spy, getting up and following them. 

Spy sighed as he watched you scurry away. He would have to ask you another time. 

The drive back was uncomfortable for you and Spy. The air between you two was tense. The other mercs didn’t seem to notice, chatting away as usual.

You tried to run off to your room as soon as you arrived back at base but Spy pulled you to the side. 

“Y/n, please. Just tell me what’s going on. I’m really worried about you.”

You shook your head, “I- I really need to go.” 

Then you made your escape to the safety of your room. 

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You decided to just skip dinner later on, partly because you couldn’t work up any appetite as usual and partly because you didn’t want to see Spy right now. Perhaps you’ll eventually tell him the truth of what’s going on with you, but for now, you just wanted to be alone. 

Wrapping yourself in the warm covers of your bed, you closed your eyes and drifted into an uneasy sleep. 

…

You awoke with a start around a few hours later after a particularly bad nightmare. It was one of the terrible ones - back in the battle field, surrounded by dead bodies while you drown in your own guilt and remorse. 

Clutching your shirt, you desperately tried to control your frantic breathing. Your chest and throat felt painfully tight as tears slowly ran down your face. Your hand went to the bedside table to grab your phone. 

You brought it to your face, ‘2:48 a.m.’

You dropped your phone down beside you and rubbed your face, staying like that for a few minutes. The terrible sinking feeling in your chest wouldn’t fade away though. 

Your mind drifted to the only person you knew could make you feel better - Spy. Knowing that he was most likely going to press you to tell him the truth, you hesitated going to his smoking room where you know he’ll be. 

That didn’t matter anymore though. You just wanted to be in the comfort of your boyfriend’s arms. 

Making sure to be quiet, you made your way to Spy’s smoking room. All the other mercs are asleep by this time, it’s usually just Spy who’s burning the midnight oil, reading and sipping on a glass of his favourite wine. 

When you reached his door, you slowly brought your hand up and knocked. 

Inside, Spy paused his reading and looked up towards the door. No one has ever come to his room this late and so he thought he might have imagined it for a second but he decided to call out just in case, “Who is it?”

You replied back, your voice hoarse from earlier, “Hey, it’s me..”

Spy already knew about your bad sleeping schedule so he was extra worried to find that you’re awake at this hour. He got up from his seat and rushed to the door to greet you. He pulled you into his arms the second he saw you. 

Withdrawing a bit, he cupped your face in your hands and kissed your forehead.

“Did something happen, Y/n?”

You let out a small laugh of self-pity, “Just.. a nightmare.”

Without a word, he stepped out of his room fully and closed the door behind him. He took your hand into his and led you down the hallway to his bedroom. Inside, he took off his coat and shoes and laid down on his bed, signalling for you to come over and lie beside him by patting the empty spot beside him. 

You climbed into it and sank into Spy’s open arms, sighing deeply when you felt his arms wrap around you tightly. 

You two shifted into a comfortable position - both lying on your sides, facing each other with you buried in his embrace, snuggling your face into the crook of his neck. 

He stroked your back comfortingly, allowing you to fully relax before he asked what was on his mind. 

“So, Y/n,” he paused, making sure he had your attention, “It’s time to tell the truth.”

You winced at his sentence, knowing that he was right. It’s time you told someone what was going on instead of suffering in silence. 

Whispering softly, you asked him, “Promise you won’t judge?”

Spy pressed a light kiss to your lips, “You know I won’t.”

A few more minutes of warm silence passed as you silently built up the courage to finally talk to Spy. 

“I.. I really don’t want to kill people anymore, Spy. I know I said that I was completely fine with all the bloodshed and everything during my very first mission but I-”

You had to stop to let yourself breathe. Tears started running down your face once more, accompanied by sharp and painful breaths. Spy guided your head against his chest, letting your tears soak his shirt, still holding you close.

He finished your sentence from earlier, “But you lied, didn’t you?”

You spoke again, your voice rushed and raw with emotion, “I- I can’t stand it anymore! I hate it, I hate having to kill people! I go to sleep and all I can see is their lifeless eyes and blood, I’m sick of it!”

Your chest burned with shame, terrified of what Spy was going to say to you. You thought he might think you’re being ridiculous or stupid. 

But no.

He just continued to hold you, rubbing your back soothingly and whispering sweet nothings into your ears. All the emotions you had bottled up over the past few months were flowing out now through pained sobs.

Once you had calmed down a bit, Spy spoke in a soft tone, “Don’t worry. You won’t have to anymore, okay? I’ll have a talk with Ms Pauling and the Administrator and we’ll find another way for you to help.”

You sighed in relief at his words.

You wanted to thank Spy, apologise to him for not telling him earlier, tell him you love him, but he shushed you, “Just rest, mon chéri. You can speak to me tomorrow when you have regained your energy. Je t'aime.”

Spy gave you a kiss on the head and with that, you drifted off to the most pleasant sleep you’ve had in a while, glad that everything would finally be okay.

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'Salut, mon beau' - Hello, my handsome. (French)

'Mon cœur' - My heart (French)

'Mon chéri' - My darling (French)

'Je t'aime' - I love you (French)

[papil0nglegs]

I LOOOVEDD your girly reader x sniper hcs.

May I request the opposite? Like a tomboy, introverted, Adam Sandler fit and overall just a freaky ass reader x sniper? =^.^=

Gangnam style 🛹

A/n: BIG SIS FIGHT BACK. PLEASEEEE, BIG SISTER GENERAL, COCONUT, BIG SISTER. 🥥🥥🥥

Warnings: Body shaming, ‘Bromance’

Sniper

Hey, he gets it.

Sniper takes a quick liking to you. Your sarcastic behavior/humor always has him snickering, even when it’s against him

Once you were in the frontlines he almost shot you, you just had some thoughts to share <3

“Crikey! ‘pologies!!”

“Jesus Christ sniper! You have better aim when pissing jars 😒”

“Hehe, good one mate”

Enjoys your introverted side, you guys love going on road trips in his van. Enjoying the silence together is great and all, but so is bantering with each other.

“Motherfucker-no way you listen to jazz.”

“Oh shut ya yob! What’s wrong with jazz?”

“You serious? I’m snoring over here, play some beastie boys I dunno!!”

“Oh please that’s dunny music”

He hates what you do to his van, he never notices the mess you make until after the trip. The shoe prints on his seats, the empty bags of chips and energy drinks, your axe deodorant. He puts in all in a plastic bag then gives it to you lmao

He’s pretty iffy about your fashion sense, sure it looks comfy but just.. why

“Should I get the Superman shirt or the sonic one?”

“You should put ‘em both back. 🫤”

“Alr bitch”

Being a messy sleeper is no help to him since his bed barely fits him so when he invites you over to sleep with him you better be TUCKED. Otherwise your gonna kick him off the bed in your sleep

Scout

He’s so fucking confused. It’d probably take him more time to have him understand how you’re a girl wearing masculine clothing than teaching him how to read

“So, you’re a chick?”

“Yeah?”

“But, you’re wearin’ dudes clothes?”

“..Alright bro”

Okay but actually you guys have a nice Bromance. Smacking each others ass fist bump being each others hype man etc.

“See ya losers later, ima go bang this chick I met online”

“Oo, can I watch?”

“no.”

Asking you for relationship advice is like asking an Italian mother in law what she thinks about your cooking, feedback will be given but someone’s just gonna get hurt in the process

“Do I look like a guy who would eat pussy? Be honest”

“You look like a guy who’d eat anything”

“Ok ☹️”

Spy isn’t really fond of scout, so imagine how he feels about you two combined..

“Can you guys stop playing that silly game and help around here?”

“Fuck you spy!”

“Get the fuck out spy you freaking French bitch,-“

“I’m gonna kill you spy close the door I swear to god!!”

“FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN- FUCK YOU”

The aura you guys carry is disastrous, such loud losers..

“Guess you can say we’re some kind of team fortress 2 👁️👁️”

“Say that again..”

“Oh my god please shut ya traps..”

[vncannyvalleygrrl]

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Some Marvel Francises (Deadpool, Venom, etc)

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I have no mouth and I must scream (IHNMAIMS)

Will add more once I remember to :p

Request Rules:

No asking me for money??? I got a request asking for $300+ and like... I write fan fiction on Tumblr. What makes you think I have money.

SFW and NSFW are allowed!

I will happily write platonic stuff I go crazy over that

Headcanons and one shots allowed (need a topic/scenario to go off of)

I can write for readers who have certain conditions like autism or schizophrenia but I'm sorry if I get any details about it wrong, all I ask is that you specify what you personally experience with the condition you would like me to mention. I'll be more accurate if it's something I actually have.

I can write for cis, trans, non-binary, and intersex readers!

I can also write for any flavor of sexuality!

For NSFW, I won't touch topics about fetishes. I don't want to kink shame but I am shaming this time. BDSM, public, etc don't count, I'm talking stuff like scat.

I can touch on sensitive topics like self harm, eating disorders, addictions, etc, but only if it's about someone trying to RECOVER from them. I do not support someone hurting themselves in any way.

For the love of GOD no illegal requests. I will not write about someone under 18 or an animal if it includes dating and/or NSFW. I would rather shit in my hands and clap than write something that degenerate.

No yandere/dere stuff. I'm sorry but it is so corny to me.

Just use common sense pls 🙏

[meiliarotten]

Team Fortress 2 Kinktober Time Two: Electric Boogaloo

Day 8: Insert Eiffel Tower Joke Here (Spitroasting)

🔞MINORS DNI🔞

Pairings: Spy x Fem!Reader x Sniper

Summary: Damn, the author lets you have two hot mercs with sexy accents?

Tags: Spitroasting, oral, threesome, praise, thruple

Word Count: 2.4k

The Masterlist

When it came to your relationship with Sniper and Spy, you rarely initiated intimacy. You had to be in the right mood, at the right time, and in the right place. Those variables were important to you. It was for this reason that the rare moments when you did initiate were always thrilling. As such, your lovers knew they were in for a night of excitement when you entered the room you shared with them with a devious smirk on your face, immediately pouncing on both of them while they were simply relaxing on the bed.

“Woah, doll!” Sniper yelped as you began to smother him with kisses, eventually trailing down his neck. “What’s got you all worked up?”

“Nothing in particular,” you said, moving to give Spy his fair share of kisses and caresses as well. “I just want you both so badly.”

Spy chuckled, his voice shaking slightly when you began to grind against him, trying to work him up as well. “You did remember to lock the door, right?” he asked, glancing nervously over your shoulder.

You shrugged. “Maybe?”

That answer clearly didn’t satisfy Spy, who shot Sniper a concerned look. Sniper laughed, pulling you back into his arms long enough for Spy to get up and double check the door. Surprisingly, it seemed you did in fact remember to lock it even in your haste to get between the two men.

In the short time it took Spy to check the lock you and Sniper had become entwined with each other, limbs tangled and lips locked in a fervent dance. You were clearly quite eager. Spy came up behind you, trailing gentler kisses along the back of your neck and over your shoulders. Just like that, you were trapped between the two of them, lavished with attention, and desperate for more. “Please, fuck me,” you said, pulling away from Sniper’s lips begrudgingly, voice heavy with need.

“Of course, love. Who do you want first?” Sniper asked.

“First?” You spoke the word like it was entirely foreign to you, looking between Sniper and Spy before scoffing. “To hell with ‘firsts’. I want you both.”

That response earned you a small fit of laughter from both of the men, Sniper being the one to recover first. “Is that so?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Well, that can certainly be arranged, right?” Spy nodded in agreement, having returned to his previous task of laying kisses along your neck the moment he was able to. Although his excitement for the idea showed in the way some of those gentle kisses turned into eager bites, possibly leaving some tell tale marks.

Sniper conducted his own exploration of your body, running his hand up under your shirt until you lifted it over your head. Your pants were next, and he stripped them off with ease, leaving you in your underwear. Sniper was usually ravenous when it came to your body, but he made an effort to take it slow today, kneading the supple flesh of your thighs, trailing up over your soft stomach, caressing your breasts before unhooking your bra and tossing it aside. The series of uncharacteristically gentle touches only served to work you up more, so much so that when Sniper finally stripped you of your underwear and ordered you onto your hands and knees in the center of the bed, you immediately obeyed.

You watched, almost shaking with anticipation as Sniper made his way behind you. The feeling of his hands cupping your ass made you gasp. He then drew a yelp from you with a sudden spank, making you jerk forward slightly. You shot him a scandalized look, which he simply chuckled at.

“Don’t be too rough with her yet,” Spy warned, standing up and beginning to strip, his silk undershirt, slacks and briefs being placed neatly to the side. When he was finished he knelt on the bed in front of you. “After all, we’ve only just begun.”

The sound of rustling fabric let you know that Sniper was undressing as well, his clothes being tossed aside far more haphazardly than Spy’s. “Alright, I’ll be gentle with her, for now,” he said. You felt his hands on your ass again, caressing your curves before the feeling of his tongue licking over your slit made you gasp and shudder.

“Oh fuck,” you sighed, gripping the sheets as Sniper once again moved his hands, now gripping your thighs instead as he worked his tongue against you.

“Does that feel good, chérie?” Spy asked, brushing aside a few strands of hair that had fallen into your face. You tried to respond, only to cut yourself off with a moan when Sniper’s lips wrapped around your clit, sucking gently between flicks of his tongue. Spy chuckled. You had never been very good at keeping your reactions hidden. It made you all too easy to read, something that your two lovers always enjoyed taking advantage of. “You don’t have to answer. I can tell by the beautiful sounds and expressions you're making.” Spy took your chin in his hand, tilting your gaze upward so you could look him in the eye. “You make for quite an erotic sight, my dear.”

You shivered under his gaze, a mirror image of your own, so laden with lust and need. How he managed to look so seductive without even doing anything you would never know. He certainly wasn’t lying about you making for an ‘erotic sight’ though, if the way his cock stood erect was any indication.

“Well, go on doll,” Sniper said, pausing and making you whine in the process. “Suck him off like a good slut.”

Spy scoffed, narrowing his eyes at the man behind you. “A bit crude, bushman,” he said, although his cock twitched, clearly eager for your attention.

Well, you weren’t about to deny him any longer. Leaning forward, you eagerly took him into your mouth, bobbing your head, setting a comfortable pace for yourself. He let out a startled gasp at how quickly you had begun, falling into a steady rhythm within moments. Spy wasn’t a quiet man, and every sound you could get out of him gave you a sense of pride, encouraging you to make him feel as good as possible. Meanwhile, Sniper had resumed his actions, teasing you with his tongue. Every time he made you moan Spy could feel the low vibration in your mouth and on your lips, making him shudder.

When Sniper stopped once again, your mouth was too full for him to hear you whine. Your disappointment didn’t last however, as you soon felt the familiar sensation of his cock pressing against your entrance. It took all of your effort not to buck back against him as he teased you with the head of his cock, sliding his length against you, seeming perfectly willing to delay his own pleasure if it meant getting the chance to make you squirm.

Spy, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough. The way your mouth felt around him was heavenly. Your expressions, especially the way your eyes rolled back whenever you were pleasured or teased, were beyond arousing. Spy usually prided himself on being a man that was able to last quite a bit longer than average, and most of the time that was true. However sometimes you really pushed his limits, and this was proving to be one of those times, especially when Sniper finally entered you and the ensuing moan brought Spy dangerously close to the edge, so much so that he had to pull back for a moment to collect himself.

Sniper set a gentle pace at first, not wanting to overwhelm you, but it was definitely a feat of self control. As if the sight of you taking his cock so well wasn’t hot enough on its own, the sight of Spy taking pleasure in the warmth of your mouth certainly added to the eroticism of the whole situation. Sniper also knew that there were some obvious jokes that could be made about the Eiffel Tower somewhere in this situation, but in the interest of keeping the peace, he kept his mouth shut and focused on making you feel good.

Since you couldn’t exactly speak, he had to read the signs of your body language in order to know what was working for you. The position the two of you were in allowed him to thrust especially deep, and you moaned appreciatively whenever Sniper took advantage of that. Eventually, he began to pick up his pace, daring to be a bit rougher with you, and you enjoyed every minute of it. If you weren’t busy with Spy you would have begged for him to go even harder.

“God, you feel so bloody good, darling!” Sniper gasped, his hands holding onto your waist for extra leverage as he pushed himself deeper into you. “You look so beautiful, taking us both so well.”

The feeling of your moans coupled with your lips and tongue had Spy resisting the urge to buck into your mouth. His hands were woven through your hair, stroking you like a beloved pet. It was soothing, but it was also a way for Spy to keep himself focused on other sensations, trying to hold back from losing himself in the pleasurable heat of your mouth. “So good, mon dieu,” he gasped, his nails scratching your scalp as he struggled to keep his hips still. “You’re so talented with that tongue of yours.”

You eagerly soaked up their praise, all of it only pulling you further into a lust fueled stupor. “Ah, fuck,” Sniper moaned, feeling the way your body clenched around him. “Do you like being told how good you are, sheila? Is that what gets you all riled up?”

You answered him in the same fashion that you had before, with a muffled moan. It wasn’t like you could do much else. The taste of precum was thick on your tongue. “Merde, I’m already close,” Spy admitted, his face flushed red with the effort it took to hold back. However, you really didn’t want him to hold back. You wanted to feel him spill into your mouth, you wanted the pride of knowing you had made him come.

Not to mention you were getting rather close as well, and you knew they could both probably tell from the way you were starting to tremble. Your legs and arms buckled slightly as you held yourself up on all fours, trying to fend off the fatigue that was starting to settle in your muscles. “Don’t start getting tired just yet, doll. Keep going, prove how good you can be for us,” Sniper growled, clearly making full use of your little affinity for praise. His grip on your waist tightened, making you whimper and most likely leaving bruises.

Spy looked as if he was about to scold Sniper for being so rough with you when his breath caught in his throat. Any words he was about to say became nothing more than a strangled moan as you suddenly took him as deep into your mouth as you could.

“That’s it,” Sniper said, grinning wide as he watched Spy begin to lose himself to pleasure. “Make him come nice and hard, then I’ll let you finish. You can do that for us, right?”

You made a soft noise of acknowledgement before taking Spy deep once again, tearing up slightly when he hit the back of your throat, but managing not to gag. Luckily, that was all he needed to crumble. Clutching your hair, Spy came undone with a guttural moan mixed with what you could only assume were curses in his native tongue. While Sniper tried to keep his composure, his words still came in breathy, broken syllables. “Good girl, swallow it all, that’s my good fucking girl- fuck!” Sniper doubled over, leaning against you as he reached his climax, his pace never faltering.

Spy withdrew from your mouth just in time for you to nearly scream when Sniper reached an arm around you, sliding his hand down your body until his fingers were rubbing circles over your clit, tipping you over the edge along with him. In the aftershocks of your orgasm, you found yourself face down in the bed sheets. You laid there startled for a few moments before you realized that Sniper had collapsed on top of you, squishing you against the mattress.

“Sorry love,” he murmured, rolling off of you and resting at your side. You laid on your stomach for a bit longer, catching your breath before you found the strength to turn onto your back.

Spy settled in on the opposite side of you, taking your hand in his and placing kisses on the back of it, ever the gentleman. He whispered sweet affirmations to you between gentle pecks. You smiled up at him, gripping his wrist suddenly and pulling him down to lay next to you. He smirked, leaning in to kiss you and stealing the taste of himself off your lips.

“We should clean up, non?” Spy asked once the two of you parted. The idea of a hot shower sounded absolutely divine right now. However, you weren’t so eager to move yet.

“Can it wait for a little while?” you asked. While you did want to get cleaned up eventually, you were confident that if you tried to get up and walk to the showers now your legs would simply give out. Plus, you were already rather comfortable.

Spy seemed hesitant to agree, but his expression softened when he met your gaze, your eyes still glassy and your cheeks flushed red. You looked thoroughly ravished and absolutely exhausted. “Very well, ange,” he conceded with a sigh.

“We all need a well deserved rest after that,” Sniper said, pressing a kiss to your forehead and throwing an arm over you. You rested your head on his shoulder and let him brush your tousled hair out of your face. “You did so bloody good, darling.”

“He’s right. You were amazing, chérie,” Spy added, settling in next to you and letting you enjoy the warmth of both their bodies pressed against yours. You would gladly lay there for hours, limbs entangled with theirs. A few more soft praises were exchanged between the three of you, words of admiration and sweet nothings fading into incoherent whispers as the three of you drifted off and let sleep overtake you.

[xxiamtiebrousxx]

Lovey Dovey (Mercs x Reader) Valentine's Day Special

A/n: I'm late to the party but here we go.

Valentine’s Day was created because of Saint Valentine, who was murdered during Emperor Claudis’ reign for marrying people off. Claudis didn’t want people to marry so the single men could join the army. Valentine believed love shouldn’t be banned. The emperor found out and had him killed. The couples who Valentine married sent up flowers and notes, which created the tradition of giving those to your loved ones. They created this so-called special day in honor of the saint’s name. He was killed on the fourteenth, so I wouldn’t really call Valentine’s Day a day of love. It was more like a day of celebrating the day a man got murdered for love. We should host a service instead of romantic dates.

“Hey, Y/n, you listening?”

“Hmm?” I said. Scout’s voice pulled me out of my thinking. “What’s up?” I asked.

“It’s your turn,” he replied. 

“Right,” I said. I huffed. I held up my deck of two cards. I studied them before putting down a red number two. “Uno,” I said. Yes, we spent the first part of our Valentine’s Day playing Uno for the millionth time. Scout groaned. He had enough cards to build a full sized house. Heavy squinted at his deck. “Your move,” I told him. He hummed to himself and carefully picked his card. He put down a red number three. 

“Leetle Scout is next,” he boomed. Scout quickly pulled out a red number four. I smirked and put down a red number four as well. Scout gave a cry of disappointment as he dropped his cards down. All he had were red cards. I laughed. There was no way he was going to win with that! He had no chance!

“I’m back,” Spy called out, closing the door. He carried bags of Valentine cards, heart shaped chocolate boxes and balloons. I shivered at the thought of handing these out to other people. I wasn’t ready for a significant other. Valentine’s Day shouldn’t be just about romance. It should be about love in general. “You’re still playing that game?” Spy asked.

“Y/n won. Again,” Scout answered. He leaned back in his chair. “What’s with all the lovey dovey stuff?”

“None of your business,” Spy retorted. “Now, Y/n, as the winner of the Uno game, would you mind helping me unload?”

“Sure,” I answered.  I got up from my seat and joined Spy in the kitchen. “What is all this for?” I asked. “You’re not gonna have some big fancy wedding proposal for Scout’s ma, are you?”

“I heard that!” Scout yelled. “Don’t let him do it, Y/n! I won’t have him as my step dad!” Spy chuckled. We all knew the truth. Spy wouldn’t be Scout’s step dad if he remarried Scout’s ma. I pulled out a couple of chocolate boxes and set them on the counter. They were good and expensive chocolates. I licked my lips at the thought of eating some. I had some stuff hidden in the back of my closet. I was saving that for later today when all the guys were under one roof.

“It’s not for his mother,” he answered. “This was actually her idea to give the unlucky ones a chance of getting something for Valentine’s Day.” Oh geez. I nervously chuckled.

“So we’re gonna go around town and give these things to the people?” I asked. “Last time that happened, Pyro burned down half the buildings. Soldier thought it was a good idea to shoot the flowers through the windows with his rocket launcher.”

Soldier shouted, “AND IT WAS A GOOD IDEA INDEED.” There was chuckling from Scout and Heavy. “CAN WE DO IT AGAIN, PLEASE?”

“NO!” we all yelled. Soldier gave a small groan.

“Fine,” he answered. Spy chuckled and pulled out some expensive wine.

“Seriously though, what are we doing?” I asked. 

“We’re going to be like Saint Valentine and give people a chance at love,” Spy replied. I stared at him blankly. He was being honest about this. I was going to be honest. This was not a good idea.

*>/<*

I was right about Spy’s idea. It failed horribly before we even got the chance. It seemed well at first. Medic used his army of doves to drop off letters and Scout ran door to door dropping off some nice boxes. Then it went downhill. Soldier, against our orders, shot rockets filled with flowers and chocolates into people’s homes. It was behind our backs and we didn’t notice until the townsfolk started throwing bricks at us. I mean, it should’ve been obvious since the explosions were loud, but we passed it off as the townsfolk doing what they usually do. We ran back home with bruises.

“That was bad idea,” Heavy commented, holding the door for us all.

“Remind me to never agree to Spy’s plans ever again,” Scout said. “They suck.” Spy chuckled.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I agree with Scout,” he answered. “I don’t know what I was thinking.” I laughed and patted Spy’s back.

“Now you’re beginning to understand, my friend,” I said with a grin. “We are never ever doing that again.”

*>/<*

I lied about what I said earlier. I pulled out boxes from the back of my closet and placed them on the ground. The others were in the living room watching T.V. I had gotten everyone Valentine Grams from a school. I had to break in and steal everything. There was a gram for Daniel, whoever that poor child was. I tore off the tag and replaced it with another. It was for Pyro. Yes, I was doing this, even after I said I wasn’t going to. But this was for my friends. I’ve known them for a long time. They deserved this. I grabbed all the relabeled grams and placed them in a spare box. I walked down the stairs of the base and into the living room. “Hey guys,” I said. Scout looked away from the T.V. screen.

“Is that what I think it is?” he asked. Pyro turned his attention my way. He mumbled happily, clapping his hands together.

“Wow, Y/n, I thought you said we weren’t gonna do stuff like that,” Engineer said. He smiled. “What was the change of heart?”

“I thought about it,” I replied, handing Scout his candy gram. “I came to the conclusion that Valentine’s Day should be about love, and just not the romantic kind, but like family or platonic love.” 

“Mmph mmph (That’s such a nice conclusion)!” Pyro mumbled happily. I smiled.

“Now c’mon guys, get your grams,” I said. “They didn’t come for free.” I finished passing out the grams to everyone. Spy passed around the gifts he bought and we all had a nice evening.

Yep, Valentine’s Day could be a lovey dovey day, but it was more than just that. It was about telling those you care for how much you felt. Even if they’re family, friends, or lovers. Tell them how much they mean to you.

[mrbrokenlifexxx25]

Team Fortress 2 x Arcane Reader: [Y/N]

This is [Y/N].

I have a book coming out on Wattpad, the title is called: E N E M Y

It's a combination of one of my old favorite games and the animated series on Netflix called Arcane, (aka) League of Legends.

My cousin messaged me one day asking if I wanted to play Team Fortress 2 for old times sake.

My cousin is a single young dad in his early 20s, he has a son now. But the fact that he kept this game saved in the closet just surprises me because when he was kicked out of the house, I assumed he sold everything. But he kept the games all safe and sound. My cousin is my best friend who taught me a lot of things, he was the one who introduced me to video games. He introduced me to Team Fortress 2 when I was 7-8 years old. I just loved it because we had so many good laughs about it.

He gave me the idea to make a story of Team Fortress 2 with a mix of Arcane. I said, "why the hell not. We're not getting any younger, might as well make the most of it."

He knows I love making stories for readers, he likes to hear about my progress every now and then. I'll admit, the passing years are making me a bit paranoid especially with the fact that I only need 3 more years to become 20.

It felt like yesterday when I only 12 years old when I made a Wattpad and Tumblr account.

I now have a personal goal to make a book series on Wattpad before I turn 20. I might fail but I gotta give it a shot.

Also, I accept donations as well. I'm planning to learn how to drive and go to college.

My senior year is my final year to enjoy it all before adulthood responsibilities become an actual problem for me. Nonetheless, I'll take it head-on. Hopefully the creators of TF2 make a movie or a series. All we can do is wait and hope for the best.

[cluelessatthispoint]

Soldier walked into the dinning room with an extra pep in his step. It was a cease fire day, which would normally make him sadder than a starfish in the desert. But, today was a special case. You were on base today.

Not expecting to see you in the kitchen at that moment, he smiled. They way you looked with your back to him, completely oblivious to the world around you and how focused you were on the bowl in your hands. To him you looked like an angel.

Sneaking up behind you and wrapping his large arms around you waist he buried his face into your neck.

"Guess who?"

With a laugh you leaned into his hold.

"Oh dear, I wonder who this could be~"

Planting small kisses into your neck you could feel his warmth breath glide across your skin.

"Well, I know that this can't possibly be Engineer, he's way too polite to kiss another man's sweetheart."

Removing his hands from your waist he spun you around and trapped you between the countertop and his body.

" Ah, I should have known. You hungry Darling?"

Soldier lifted the side of his helmet. "I'm famished, and if your cooking I know that what ever you make it's going to be excellent."

Going on your tip toes you planted a kiss to your boyfriend's cheek. His stubble tickled your lips, a feeling that you've grown to love.

"Well, then. I better get finished up in here so that we can eat."

Soldier nodded energetically and removed his coat. With a smile he rolled up his sleeves and moved to stand next to you. Side by side you both set to work.

~~~~~~~

Yay, some sweet cooking time with Soldier.

[trashlama]

Master List

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Here's the official hodge-podge of all my current and up coming works. All nice and categorized for you guys~

I take request!

Though you must understand I'm an adult. I have a life and job I must attend too so, be patient with me. I'll try my best to fulfill requests as fast as I can.

Anyways—

Here's some stuff I won't do.

Underage

Non/con

Incest

Vore

Infantile shit

General hateful shit

Beastiality

Things I do accept!

Yandere (Romantic & Platonic)

Fluff

He/She/Gender neutral

LGBTQ+

Drawing requests

One-shots/Drabbles/Headcanons

X Reader or shippings. Depends tho sometimes.

Fandoms!

TMNT (All Media Types)

Journey to the West/Monkie Kid(All Media Types)

Spiderverse

Seven Bloody Nights Revamped

Murder Drones

The Amazing Digital Circus

Invincible

FNAF(All Games)

Hobbit/LOTR/ROP

Adventure Time/Fionna and Cake

MHA

One Punchman

Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack & Dacha Bo (Snaccpop Studios)

How to Train Your Dragon(HTTYD Movies & TV series)

Unicorn Warriors Eternal

Bee & Puppycat

Gargoyles

Transformers (All Media Types)

Villianous

Xiaolin Showdown(OG only, aged up characters only!)

RoR(Record of Ragnarok)

Undertale

Pucca(Drawings Only)

Sonic The Hedgehog (All Media Types)

American Dragon Jake Long(Aged up!)

Secret Saturdays(Platonic Only, unless aged up)

TrollHunters(Just the first one, not the below one or Wizards. I'm just not that far.)

Red vs. Blue(kinda all over the place)

Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja

Sonic the Hedgehog(All Media Types)

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure(All arcs)

Team Fortress 2

The Hatchet Man

Your Boyfriend

Some Slashers(Tho list multiple because it depends on a few.)

Dead by Daylight

General themes(Just throw something out there like Zombie apocalypse or edo period Jack the Ripper. Somethin')

Idk what else yet. Most of my ideas I come across that inspire me or I just randomly think of it while smokin'.

Just ask if you're not sure

I do not accept trolling on this page! You will be blocked if you do so.

The same thing goes with minors. Please you guys! Please put your ages in your bios! My stuff isn't super gorey or smutty but, I'd feel better knowing who my audience is. A lot of my stuff is pretty mature.

All my stuff is just fanart/fanfiction don't take it seriously. I own nothing but, my imagination.

Now what you guys all been looking forward too...

The Complication!

Enjoy!

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SONG LISTS

(Multiple fandoms)

- List 1

Written Works

RECORD OF RAGNAROK(ROR)

Jack the Ripper

- Part 1: Unwanted

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012(TMNT2k12)

- Yan/Non-Yan!Raph/Reader Petname scenario

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles(ROTTMNT)

Random Headcanons/Drabbles/One-Shots

- Platonic Yan!Raph & Reader

- Future!Yan!Mikey/Chubby!Reader

- Mikey Vs. Leo (xReader Scenarios)

- Yan/Non-Yan!Raph/Reader Petname scenario

- Donnie/Big Mama Assistant(Reader)

YANDERE FUTURE TURTLES ONE-SHOT SERIES

Based on this prompt

This post can explain more

Leonardo

- Part 1: The Ballet

- Part 2: Changing lanes

Donatello

- Part 1: Unyielding

Raphael

- Part 1:(Coming Soon)

Michelangelo

- Part 1:(Coming Soon)

YANDERE ROTTMNT ADULTS ONE-SHOT SERIES

Based on this prompt

Big Mama

– Part 1: (Coming Soon)

Draxum

– Part 1: (Coming Soon)

Splinter

– Part 1: (Coming Soon)

Lou Jitsu(Hamato Yoshi)

– Part 1: (Coming Soon)

SPIDERVERSE

Random Headcanons/Drabbles/One-Shots

- Yan Miguel O'Hara x Reader plot ideas

Original Works

- Part 1: Denied

Drawings(Mostly Sketches)!!

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles(ROTTMNT)

- Mad Dog Group test run sketch (Just the faces)

- Leo doodle with mutated s/o

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012(TMNT2k12)

A-Team Vs. B-Team

- Rough Draft

- Outline

- Color testing

-Color Testing/Final Outline(?)

Journey to the West(All Media Types)

- LMK and Monkey King Reborn Sketches

- Remake Monkey King Sketch

- LMK Monkey form MK x Reader sketches

Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack / DachaBoo (Snaccpop Studios)

Jack/Joseph

- 1#

- 2#

- 3#

- 4#

Ian

- 1#

- 2#

- 3#

Shaun

- 1#

Dacha Bo

- 1#

- 2#

My Dear Hatchetman

Alan

- 1#

[writin-with-the-blues]

Introduction Post

Requests Open!

Hello my name is Blues or Blue, whatever you prefer, bonus points if you figure out a unique nickname. I am a queer Trans man who uses He/Him pronouns.

I am currently trying to expand my writing skills and I hope that this will help me in some way. Also I am not used to this site, whatsoever. This post will be updated depending on what happens.

Things I will write:

I am willing to write both platonic and romantic pairings as long as it doesn’t defy what I won’t write. I am willing to do both x reader and ships.

The types of requests I am taking are one shots, head cannons with a Drabble, and just head cannons.

I am willing to do some triggering topics as long as their is a trigger warning in some way before you suggest it.

Things I won’t write:

General stuff, like homophobia, racism, transphobia, Necrophilla, scat, being a TERF.

I absolutely won’t write proships generally, incestuous relationships (even pseudo), minor and adult (romantic), abuse and victim (including bullying). Yandere’s, obsessive behavior, and over controlling behavior.

S/A is also under this list, regardless of situation. Not even for comfort or fluff.

Fandoms I write for:

Don’t Starve:

Romantic and Platonic

Wilson

Willow

Wolfgang

WX-78

Wickerbottom

Woodie

Wes

Maxwell

Wigfrid

Winona

Warly

Wormwood

Wortox

Wanda

Exclusively Platonic

Wendy

Webber

Wurt

Walter

Fallout

Most things are on the table for romantic just follow the list previously

JoJo’s bizarre adventure

I am willing to write any characters from part one to part six. As for specifics, most of the characters can be written Romantically or Platonically however there are exceptions.

Exclusively Platonic

A minor with an adult pairing

All children, on the top of my head Anne, Emporio, and Hayoto

One Piece

I do this sometimes but I will put it on the list anyway. I will not write Boa Hancock under any circumstances.

Romantic and Platonic

Almost all of the Straw Hat Pirates

Other fan favorites that I can’t think up of the top of my head.

Exclusively Platonic

All children, including Chopper.

Team Fortress 2

All characters are allowed for Romantic and Platonic pairings with some exceptions.

Exclusively Platonic

Family members

Scout and Miss Pauling (I find it uncomfortable.)

Stardew Valley

Romantic and Platonic

All romantic interests

Robin

Exclusively Platonic

Everyone else

[angelwheat]

- angelwheat 🌾

21 , irish , infp , writer , multi-fandom , self-shipper

- ask box is open , requests ; closed

fandom i'm currently writing for: ---

request count: 3

- fandom masterlists

Call of Duty Zombies , Team Fortress 2 , Left 4 Dead , GTA V , Call of Duty WWII

- books

TF2 x Reader (One-shots) {wattpad}

The Mundane and the Magic {codz x reader}

- rules and general info

topics you may find include : fluff , comfort , angst , mental health , injuries , nsfw , sexual implications , cursing , depressive themes , gore

nsfw requests are only accepted if the blog owner is 18+ and anon is off.

requests are generally gender neutral, unless specific pronouns are requested.

for any questions don't hesitate to pop in an ask or private message.

- tags

nsfw* : will take you to my strictly 18+ work.

suggestive* : will take you to my mildly sensual work.

cw:___* : content warning tags.

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last update 3/9/24

[clovermarigold]

The Clover patch Masterlist!!!

Welcome to the circus, feel free to request one-shots to fill out the master list!

Requests Open!!!

Fandoms I write for;

HTTYD, MK(X,11,1), AOT, TLOVM/Critical Role, GOW, Overwatch, Vikings, One Piece (more acquainted with live action), RDR, NSR, Spider verse, LOL, Demon Slayer, Moon Knight, The Sandman, COD MW, TF2, Resident Evil/Biohazard, Valorant, etc

I write head cannons, one shot, miniseries (if the oneshot is popular enough), fluff, angst, au's, Drabbles, yandere (no sa), platonic, romantic, familial, etc

If you want to know if I write for your fandom or prompt just ask!

Title- pairing (gender of reader) romantic/platonic/general

general= can be interpreted either way

HTTYD:

Daggers & Daffodils Master list -Dagur x Reader (Fem) Romantic

MK (Mortal Kombat):

Smoke & Ice Master list - Bi han & Smoke x Reader (Fem) Romantic

Night at Madam Bo's - Raiden x Reader (Fem) Romantic

Slither In - Syzoth (Reptile) x Reader (GN) Romantic

Breeze in the Garden - Titan Fujin x Titan Reader (GN) Romantic

Bi han x Sunshine Reader Headcannons (GN) Romantic

Johnny Cage x Street Racer Reader - (GN) Romantic

TF2 (Team Fortress 2):

Team Reacting to a Touchy Reader (GN) General

One Piece:

Reacting to a Sweet Toothed Reader (GN) General

Reacting to a Reader with Anxiety (GN) General

Dealing with Anxiety Head Cannons(GN) General

Valorant:

Hot Water Bottle- Sova x Reader (GN) Romantic

That DAMN Sweater- Sova x Reader (GN) Romantic

Shaving Cream- Sova x Reader (GN) Romantic

Valorant Series Master List

AOT:

Water & Whiskey - Erwin x Reader (Fem) Romantic

[justgrey]

Masterlist

Team Fortress 2 :

Soldier

Soldier x Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Sniper

Sniper x Male Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Sniper x Reader - Headcannons of you both settling down (Kids!!)

Scout

Scout x Younger Sibling Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Scout x Male Reader - Headcannons of Scout Having a Tall s/o (Romantic)

Scout x Reader - Headcannons of Scout Having An S/o With Low Empathy (Romantic)

Scout x Reader - Headcannons of Scout Crushing On You (Romantic)

Scout x Fem! Argentinian Reader - General Headcannons

Sad Boston Boy Hours - Scout x Male reader

Engineer

Engineer x Child Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Medic

Medic x Reader with Intrusive Thoughts - Headcannons (Romantic intended but this one is up to interpretation)

Medic & Teen Reader that is his little clone - Headcannons (Platonic)

General

Mercs with a queer reader (PART 1)

Mercs with a chaotic! Shapeshifter! Reader

Rick and Morty :

Rick Sanchez

Rick Sanchez x Reader - Short One Shot (Romantic)

Arcane :

Jinx

Jinx x Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Jinx x Pyromancer Mage! Sister Reader - General Headcannons (Platonic)

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Reader Having a Panic Attack (Platonic)

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Reader Willing to Sacrifice Herself For Jinx (Platonic) - Jinx's Reaction

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Somebody Talking Behind Reader's Back (Platonic)

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Reader Being High As a Result of Pain Meds (Platonic)

Jinx x Sister Reader - Headcannons of Jinx Being Comforted During a Panic Attack (Platonic)

Silco

Silco x Daughter Reader - Headcannons of Reader Willing to Sacrifice Herself For Jinx (Platonic) - Silco's Reaction

Vander

Vander x Reader - General Relationship HC's

Mortal Kombat :

Johnny Cage

Kaboom - Johnny Cage x trans male reader one shot smut prac ((18+))

[terrablerequests]

New request blog!

For X-Reader prompts

I'm completely new to writing Xreader so whatever character I'm writing for you is going to sound a little OOC. I do however plan to make up for this by being open to writing anything. ANYTHING!

There is only one person writing for this blog and I am only doing it for fun, requests will take time since I will only write in my free time so be patient.

Primarily reader x character but I am willing to do character x character for certain series. You can also request multiple characters from different series in the same ask.

I will ALWAYS be receiving asks.

Dm if you are unsure about your ask.

Here is what I write for:

Pocky and Rocky (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/NPC): #POCKY_POST

Paladins: champions of the realm (champions only, no skins for the time being.): #PALA_POST

Dark souls 1,2,3 (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/NPC):

Elden ring (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/BOSS):

One step from eden (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/NPC): #OSFE_POST

Team fortress 2 (mercs and enemies only): #TF2_POST

Touhou (Anyone including pc98): #2HU_POST

Slay the spire (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/BOSS):

Code vein (ANY CHARACTER/ENEMY/BOSS): #VEIN_POST

Fire Emblem (Engage, more to come later): #EMBLEM_POST

Will add more later.

Here's how I'll write them:

Headcannons

One-shot (will add this after i do a few requests and get comfortable enough with writing.)

Here's the setups for requests:

SFW

AUs and scenarios (such as Yandere!character)

Platonic asks are allowed.

NSFW

Smut

Basic fetish content