#gender neutral pyro

[amirsirwrites]

Mercs with a friend who struggles with BPD 💜

Hey! Sorry for the wait. Thank you for linking me those articles! I hope that the headcanons are alright, I just wrote with the knowledge I got from them. You are free to request a re-write from me. :)

Side note : BPD - Borderline Personality Disorder

Requested by @oofers-o0f

Mercs and GN!reader

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Scout : 

He tries his very best to be gentle with you. Even though he loves teasing and bothering people, he doesn't do it to you too because he knows how much things like that can affect you. If you ever lash out at him accidentally because you’re feeling stressed or angry, don’t worry, because he won’t take it to heart. He knows that it’s hard for you to control your emotions sometimes so he’ll never blame you or push you away. When you’re feeling down, Scout will be right there with you, hugging you until you calm down. If you have a tendency of doing dangerous activities such as gambling or self-harm, Scout will check in with you periodically to ensure you’re safe. 

Soldier : 

He very quickly realised that his usual loud tone of voice stresses you out, so whenever you’re around him, he’ll switch to a softer and more calming voice. After he found out that you have a negative image of yourself, he started a habit of complimenting you whenever he can, “You look very nice today, Y/n.” Noticing that you get anxious and sad when he leaves your side, he sticks with you whenever he can. He likes hanging out with you anyway so it’s no big deal for him. He is protective of you, very protective. Someone said something that upset you? Yeah, they’re going to be scampering away in a matter of seconds with a black eye and possibly a few broken fingers. 

Pyro : 

They are just as attached to you as you are to them. Their room is like a safe haven for you - full of cute and soft stuffed toys, sweets, colouring books, markers, big warm blankets and of course, Pyro themself. They make you feel so loved all the time with their cuddles and little doodles and flowers they give to you as gifts. If they ever catch you in the act of doing anything dangerous, they’re immediately dragging you off to the nearest safe place, be it their room or just any quiet little area, so that they cheer you up with hugs and soothing pets. Like I mentioned earlier, they give you little doodles sometimes. These doodles are often of you with lots of flowers and hearts around you with little compliments at the bottom, ‘You are amazing!’ They think you’re great and don’t want you to feel bad about yourself. 

Demoman : 

You're the only thing that sobers him up immediately, even when he's so drunk that he can barely walk straight. It's surprising how motherly he acts with you. If you’re having a really bad day, he'll cook up something nice for the both of you, listen to you and comfort you in the form of both words and hugs. He doesn't like you talking bad about yourself. "Ay, laddie.. don't say those kinds of things. They're not true." Like Scout, he won't be hurt if you lash out at him unintentionally. He is a very empathetic person, so when you're sad or hurt, he is as well. He cares a lot about you and will never be pushed away from you. 

Heavy : 

He doesn’t mind that you’re attached to him, having some company is nice. Your time together is often spent in a calm silence, reading books while soothing instrumental music plays in the back. To be honest, he doesn't know much about disorders like BPD, but he knows what upsets you and when you're upset and that's enough for him to know to take care of you. When you're going through a really tough time, he'll write some poems, sit with you, and read them to you. He also doesn't mind reading your favourite books to you until you calm down. If you want some hugs, feel free to ask him, he's always ready to help you out however he can. 

Engineer : 

Since he's very well-read, he already knows about BPD, so he always checks if you're feeling alright. He really enjoys your company and encourages you to come by and hang out with him at his workshop. If you're going into town, he'll ask to tag along with you. He knows that impulse buying can be a struggle for you sometimes, so if you allow it, he'll come with you to ensure that you don't do it. Feeling down? Engie will be right with you, holding you in a big warm embrace. He always reminds you that if you ever want to talk to someone, he'll lend a listening ear.. and more hugs. 

Medic : 

Well, being a doctor, he's very knowledgeable about BPD and other disorders. If you want, he's more than happy to be your (unlicensed) therapist and give you advice on how to calm yourself down when you're overwhelmed by your feelings. He doesn't mind if you want to stick around with him, he's just a bit worried that you might be uncomfortable due to all the blood and organs he works with. He made you a little 'comfort corner' as he calls it in his lab for you. It's got pillows, blankets, your favourite books and a small radio. If you're being hard on yourself, he'll write and give you a 10 page essay on how wonderful you are so that you can read it again if you're feeling down. 

Sniper : 

You and him both love nature and quiet. Whenever you can, you two will drive out to a nearby forest and sit outside his van on foldable chairs with drinks, just enjoying the view. He doesn't always know how to help you with BPD, but he knows that you enjoy your little quiet outings with him so that's what he does. If you're going through a rough time, he'll give you a very uncharacteristic hug and say to you, "Mate. I'm here for you, alright? I'll listen to you and help you however I can." He always bottles up his emotions and he knows how much it hurts to do that, so he really doesn’t want you to do the same. He’ll give you all the support you need that he never got. Even though he’s very much not the type of person that likes hugs and whatnot, if getting one makes you feel better, then alright. 

Spy : 

He helps you however he can. Most of the time though, he buys you things to boost your mood such as your favourite food, little trinkets he thinks you’ll like and anything else you’ve shown interest in. He doesn’t really understand why you’re attached to him, he doesn’t think he’s much fun to be around, but sure, whatever makes you happy is alright to him. (He’s actually happy that you like being around him.) If you’re upset, he’ll approach you with your favourite drink and a glass of wine and sit down with you. Talking is optional, he hopes that during that time, you’ll open up to him and vent your frustrations so you’ll feel calmer. He always reminds you that if there’s anything he can do to support you, just tell him and he’ll do it.

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[celuere]

Sister! My guilty pleasure is to be a damsel in distress, there's just something good about being rescued by your beloved no? Getting them to see them become protective, making sure you're secure, Safe and sound, a bonus point if they're usually calm, gets angry rarely but is now seething in rage just because you were in harm's way??? Chef's kiss!

Now..... Consider being kidnapped by the abyss and have Mavuika saving you? Big mistake because you are her beloved and closest confidant (and lover).

I LITERALLY LOVE THE IDEA OF MAVUIKA COMING TO UR RESCUE. Like have you seen her in the second Archon quest? Imagine how ballistic she‘d go if her beloved is in danger. Jwlwnekwkelkwbww pyro women always having me by my THROAT.

pairing: Mavuika x GN!reader

context: look at anon request!

cw: mentions of injuries, angry Mavuika coming to your rescue (literally so hot), kinda detailed description of Mavuika going crazy on her enemies????, written before the events of 5.0, bit fluffy at the end, NOT proofread!

I never really wrote anything like this before so I really hope this is to your liking anon!

When you took part in the latest pilgrimage you knew what to expect. The dangers, the night kingdom, the abyss. They weren’t unfamiliar with you. In fact, as Mavuika‘s -the currently Pyro Archon‘s- right hand and under other circumstances… lover… you were already old acquaintances with the ongoing conflict between the Nation of War and the Abyss.

But you didn’t expect things to go so horribly wrong.

A vacation. That’s all you thought it would be. You were the last person to ever struggle in the Night Kingdom, always looking out for the younger and inexperienced, never making a single mistake. Ensuring a successful mission with little to no injuries, nobody ever died under your guidance through corrupted realm.

But every hero is bound to mess up at one point.

Clutching your bloodied shoulder with your injured hand, the claws of a Rifthound barely missed your head as you rushed up whatever path opened up to you. You miscalculated. And it was only thanked to your quick reflexes that your whole troupe didn’t got wiped out with a single strike but every success in the Night Kingdom demands an equal sacrifice. Chasca didn’t have that luck.

And now you were stuck in the Night Kingdom. The only exit being sealed from the outside after you helped an injured Kinich make it out in time. It was either him or you and there was no way in hell you would’ve left him here on his own with a broken arm so you quite literally threw the already hurting young man over your shoulder and right into the portal, being left completely alone against a horde of at least 50 abyssal monsters.

Exhaustion was pulling at your muscles, the endless running and dodging drawing the air out of your lungs faster than you‘d like. Ribcage burning from your rapid intakes of oxygen but fighting wasn’t an option, there were just simply too many of them. Of course, you tried but all that earned you was a knife being rammed into your left thigh which only cut deeper into your flesh with each meter your feet carried you. Celestia knows how much longer you will last like this.

Reaching the end of the cliff you were running up to, no other option was left other than to jump down. Without a lake to catch up your fall, you took the leap and the moment your legs came in contact with the hard ground, you were pretty sure you broke more than just both your legs according to the almost mind-shattering pain shooting through your spine.

The pain scream leaving your mouth would have probably been enough to shatter a mirror, your eyes started to water, but not only at the mere agony you find yourself in as you stared in horror at the enemies closing in.

You won’t get to see her again. Won’t get to see her beautiful face next to you every morning, nor those ridiculous sunglasses she wore so often. When she pressed her lips to your cheek this morning, you would’ve never thought to be your last. Does Mavuika know just how much you love her? How much you cherish her in your heart? Did you say those three words often enough for her to be remember them at your funeral? Would she hate herself for letting you go? Or for how often she scolded you for drinking too often to your hearts content with Xilonen? You hoped she didn’t. Hoped she will continue living on without you.

Staring up at the starry sky above you, a sword was raised right above you. The only regret you had was not loving her enough. How you won’t be there when she finally -once and for all- triumphs over the abyss. How you won’t be there for the love of your life to celebrate the victory, the ultimate goal of her life.

A last wish left your lips in a faint whisper as a shooting star came flying towards you as death‘s clock chimed in twelve for you.

But instead of your anticipated beheading, something close to a meteorite came down crashing in front of you. The sheer heat radiating from the collision along with the dust being thrown your way, you shut your eyes closed as your ears became witnesses of the most terrifying and gut wrenching sounds.

There were bones being cracked, skulls being crushed, rifthounds being ripped apart as far as you could make out. Someone was ripping the Abyss to literal shreds before you. And maybe you were next.

From one moment to the next, silence started to echoe through the realm. The only sound to be heard - someone taking harsh breath. Then something heavy falling to the floor, followed by the sound of footsteps rushing up to you.

That’s it. They wanted to finish you off with their bare hands.

„[…]!!“

Ripping open your eyelids in pure shock at the familiar voice, your beloved dropped to her knees in front of you.

Mavuika. Dropped to her knees in front of you.

„Thank the stars you’re alive-!! Kinich and the others immediately notified me of the situation and-”, the rest of her words were drowned out as you stared in disbelief up at her, still clutching your broken shoulder with your hand. Even the pain coming from your legs and spine were to be quickly forgotten as you stared up at your wife‘s worried face.

Even those ridiculous glasses grazing the bridge of her nose. You were never happier to see that specific pair of glasses in your entire life.

She came.

She came to your rescue.

„….-get you to a doctor-!“, the sentence only now registered in your brain, the pain came shooting right back at you and you couldn’t stop the pained cry from leaving your mouth, black spots starting to adorn your wife‘s face as your eyelids became so incredibly heavy-

Maybe you were celebrating a bit too early when consciousness was ripped away from you.

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„Their injuries might take a few good months to heal. They will need a wheelchair for the time being until the bones are healed enough to talk about further steps.“, dread settled in Mavuika‘s stomach at the Doctor‘s diagnosis. That would mean no fighting or training for you. Something you won’t like. At all.

„I understand… I appreciate everything you did, Doctor. See you tomorrow.“, bidding her goodbye, Mavuika quietly sneaked into your room. There you were. The completely lower half of your scarred body wrapped in bandages. The sight tugged at her heart. But at least you were still asleep, only waking up for a good few minutes to take in a meal and maybe a trip to the toilet, the pain being suppressed by a few special herbs Madam Citlali mixed together.

Her eyes wandered over your peaceful face, the cut on your cheek still healing. And yet you were the most beautiful thing she ever laid her eyes upon. A fact that will never change.

When the news of your predicament reached her, Mavuika never acted so fast. Never in her life before did she summon a portal to Night Kingdom this fast. Fear. Fear was something that always accompanied her whenever she sent off the winners of the pilgrimage into a new fight. But what possessed her that day wasn’t fear.

It was terror. Cold terror. The mere thought of a life without you was unbearable to her, igniting a completely new flame inside of her that blinded her in that very moment she reached you right before you looked into death‘s very eyes. Will she ever let you participate again? If it goes after her, no. Never again. But she knew you well enough to know you would never let that happen, never let her carry the burden of Natlan‘s fate alone.

She will break it to you when you can actually stay up for longer than fifteen minutes. Your recovery and wellbeing were her top priority at the moment and such life changing news were to be handled delicately. For now she sat down besides you, hand wrapping around your bandaged one as her thumb stroked over the wedding ring still clinging to your finger.

She will wait for your next awakening for as long as needed.

[dancingpottedplant666]

So you know how Tf2 takes place in New Mexico? Well I’m an animal lover, and I know that there are tons of fantastic creatures there and I’m sure there are a bunch of them they would 100% be hanging around the nooks and crannies of RED team’s base. So I present to Ye:

Scenarios about our beloved mercs and an animal-loving reader handle an encounter with New Mexico’s amazing fauna. 

Part 1: Offense

Scout and the Roadrunner

It was one of those moments where it was somewhat peaceful outside the base for once(this being only a little shouting and an explosion every hour or so) and you where just sitting outside with Scout as he snacked on a bucket of chicken and talked your ear off with anything that came to his mind, all of which you pleasantly listened to. Then, a blur of brown whizzed by the both of you. You bolded up in your seat as Scout looked at you quizzically

“ey, is somethin’ wrong toots? I know my story was great n’ all but I didn’t think it was that excitin’”

You put a finger to his mouth as you pointed to where you saw the blur dashed to, and after a few seconds, a small bird patters into view.

“Holy shit Scout check it out! It’s a roadrunner!”

You whisper-shouted. He gave a puzzled look and then gave the small bird an eyebrow raise

“uh, huh, whazat s’posed ta mean?”

He tried to look like he knew what that was but he did a very terrible job of doing so. You excitedly told him about the little bird as it scampered around the dirt,

“it’s literally a badass Scout, it nests in cacti to protect it’s babies, can run up to 26 miles per hour, and it can kill and eat snakes like it’s nothing!”

He just stared at you as you in amazement as you continue on telling little facts about the tiny bird, until you both froze as it started to ease over to Scout. You told him to not freak out as he was looking a bit intimidated, until the bird plucked a chunk of chicken from his bucket and bolted.

“HEY!” Scout yelled as he jumped up and started sprinting after the roadrunner,

“Unfair! that’s my chicken ya dumb bird! Not yours!”

At this point you were clutching your stomach and laughing as you watched a grown ass man chase after a two foot bird around in circles in the dust.

Soldier and (somehow)the Porcupine

As per usual, Soldiers booming, patriotic, voice was rattling the hallways of the base, so to try and spare some of the other men some peace for a while, you offered to take one for the team, and offer to listen to his “speeches” outside so his voice could be “heard across America more efficiently”.

……….Speech number, what? 19? You couldn’t remember. It felt like you were listening to this man talking about everything striped and star spangled for hours. Until a rustling was heard in the distance. Soldier neck almost snapped in half as he turned to face you,

“WHAT WAS THAT MAGGOT?”

You could just see his eyes under his helmet as they darted every which way. “Uh, I’m not sure, maybe it’s-”

You didn’t get a chance to finish as Soldier sprinted towards the detection of the noise.

“ALRIGHT THEN! SHOW YOURSELF YOU DIRTY BLUE FRENCHIE! I KNOW YOU’RE THERE!”

You ran after him and did your best to keep up, trying to tell him that this wasn’t the best idea, but by the time you caught up to him, he was crouched, face first, in a shrub.

“Soldier! what the hell are you doing! You- oh no..”

Out of the bush came an American porcupine, chittering and squeaking as it bolted in the opposite direction. You didn’t even want to know what happened, but you asked anyway.

“uh, Soldier? You ok?”

He shot up, back facing you,

“CADET, I HAVE CONCLUDED. THAT THAT WAS SOMEHOW, NOT A SPY!”

He turned around, the bottom half of his face was covered in quills. You gasped and put your hand over your mouth.

“oh god, what did you do?”

He very vividly describes how he was fearlessly defending the base from the intruder as you dragged him down to Medic’s office. “SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT WASN'T A SPY?”

“No, it was an American Porcupine”

“SO THAT PORCUPINE WAS AN AMERICAN?”

“Yes, yes he was, and he was surprised that a fellow American attacked him”

“WELL HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF HE WASN'T A COMMUNIST PORCUPINE?”

“um,”

The conversation carried on back and forth until you reached Medic’s office, and you could say he was a tad bit shocked at Soldiers face, but then he handed you a pair of tweezers and some disinfecting ointment and pushed you two out of his office saying he was busy(most likely to do with a new supply of organs). So you spent the next two hours plucking quills from Soldier’s face as you told him more about porcupines.

“They are the largest rodents in America, and they have poor eyesight so they mostly rely on hearing and smell”

“OW, THEY DON’T SEEM VERY AMERICAN, OW, OTHER THAN THEIR OW, ADVANCED WEAPONRY, THEY OW, SEEM VERY OW, WIMPY TO ME OW,”

“yeah, they would be in more danger if they didn’t have their quills, hey, did you know the reason why it hurts so much to take out is because there’re barbed?”

When finally, all of the quills were removed, you had to forcefully smother his face in the ointment and put bandages on the nastiest cuts. Afterwards, you sent him off and flopped down on the sofa and let out a sigh. This will be quite a story for later.

Pyro and the Desert Centipede

Engineer was working in the garage one evening and you offered to come and keep Pyro company while he worked to make sure nothing was set ablaze. Safe to say you didn’t really understand how Pyro’s funny little brain worked, nor their mumbled speech, but you still treated them like the rest of the mercs and did your best to understand what they say.

You were looking up at the sky while Pyro played with matches and drew little doodles in the dust, until they got up and mumbled a few little words and crouched down near a rock. You got up to see what they were doing when they very forcefully took hold of something with their gloved hand.

“Hey buddy, what do you got there- OH HOLY FUCK”

You jumped back as he turned around and held a squirming centipede right up to your face and cocked their head.

“Hudda hu?”

They sounded as if they were asking what it was. They knew you liked animals, they saw you draw them and talk about them all the time, so if anyone knew what this was, it was you.

“Oh, y-you wanna know what that is?”

After calming yourself down, you sat next to him.

“Mph!”

They nodded a yes as the centipede did its best to try and bite the pyromaniac, but their thick gloves prevented its jaws from ever piercing skin.

“well, uh, you should probably hold it more at the back of the head then holding on to its mid-section”

They looked at their hand and repositioned it so the centipede was curling somewhat comfortably around the glove.

“yeah just like that! Good job!”

They let out a noise of pride and settled down as you bestowed upon them some epic centipede knowledge.

“These dudes are the largest centipedes in North America, and can reach up to 8 inches in the wild, they’re called centipedes because of their one hundred legs, but they actually can have less or even more than that!”

“Hrmpf Hudda Mpf!”

Pyro excitedly listens to every word you say, eagerly waiting for more.

“Not many centipedes are dangerous to humans, but that one is one of the only few that can harm humans. Their venom isn’t fatal to non allergenic people, but they can certainly give you a nasty nip if provoked”

You continued info dumping as Pyro eagerly listened on until Engie decided it was probably time for them to head back inside. Pyro let out a small mumble-complaint but eventually with enough convincing, they let the centipede scuttle back under the rock where they found it.

Now, every once in a while, you and Pyro will sit out side and look for centipedes under the night sky.

Until you needed to go back inside.

“Pyro, what’s in your pocket?”

*several centipedes fall out*

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Let me know if you guys would like a part 2!

Update: HEY HEY! Part 2 here!

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

saw you accept teamfortress 2 requests... so maybe I was thinkin you could write a enimes to lovers kinda thing with scout and GN reader? Same thing for Pyro and medic? Please and thank you?

(My first time askin without being an annon :>)

It's you- all the roads lead to you.

Scout/Pyro/Medic x Gender neutral! Reader enemies to lovers romantic headcanons Summary: How cruel you are for a Blu merc. Warnings: Reader is the 10th merc for Blu team (what kind of merc isn't specified), red team headcanons, (not a warning but just a statement) Pyro uses interchanging she/he/they pronouns, mention of violence (not descriptive). Word Count: 1.1k ⋆.ೃ࿔.𖥔 ݁ ˖*:･༄

Scout:

It’s insanely easy to become his enemy with how boastful he is, you wouldn’t even need to be on the enemy team to become an enemy of his. Scout is very vocal about his accomplishments and genuinely views himself as better than many, especially Blu team.

While out on the battlefield, you heard him loudly proclaiming his excellence and kill him from annoyance. You are on the opposing team just makes it worse on his end, sitting in respawn and realizing you had also killed him several times before. Other interactions with opposing forces lead to him in respawn because of you! You!

Scout would target you more times than not, intentionally hitting you while reprimanding you. After his constant violence against you, your annoyance would turn to hatred.

It is more likely you both meet when Miss Pauling is going about getting the mercs together for the Administrator. You both were stuck together and were forced to talk, mainly being encouraged to stop any violence that could possibly entail.

Scout would, again, naturally, degrade you and tell you you weren’t as important as he was for the team. It would go on for such a long time, even the other mercs (for both Blu and Red) getting annoyed by it.

It would be a gradual care he would get, starting with compliments that he would hide with a bit of degradation.

“You’re really good at killing the robots but I’m, like, ten billion times better at it. Don’t get your hopes up on being better.”

When he gets back to Red with Heavy, he’ll spend his time telling you how his muscles are huge because he pushed the ginormous rock ten feet and how Heavy was like “woah!” and stuff. Scout will state it’s to show how much better he is than you but it’s to see if you find that attractive.

You probably ask him out. He was going to, but he was so busy hyping himself up for it he forgot the time! Scout will act like he knew and that he understood why you’d fall for such a gorgeous man as himself. Of course, he’s a tomato but will accept your proposal of a date almost instantly.

“Of course you’d fall for me, who wouldn’t!”

Medic:

It’s likely you were a faster merc, making it around the battlefield quick enough to harm several red mercs and making Medic run around helping them. Your existence is draining and beyond annoying. You don’t deal enough damage to kill them but just enough to have them need his help.

Medic would spend his time encouraging you to just go for him personally.

“You might as well go for me to get the others down, no point in running around if I’ll just get them fixed.”

And you then wake up in respawn.

With the news from Miss Pauling needing Red and Blu to work together, he was one of the most annoyed. Medic would have to deal with you. You! And it’s not like you’d like him back, those little stunts where he’d taunt you then kill you didn’t fly with you.

He’d find a way to get Archimedes to attack you whenever you were near his lab.

To encourage him to be kind to you, you allow him to experiment on you. Don’t expect him to be kind but he’ll enjoy it. It’s mostly because, in that situation, he’ll have the upper hand.

Will use the experiment times to do random things to you, whether it’s detrimental or not is not fully disclosed while he’s working. You’ll hear him giggling while he’s about doing his own thing, you’ll ask why, and he’ll answer by saying it’s nothing (it’s not nothing).

Most likely in denial when it comes to his feelings since you’re so annoying! And you aren’t entertaining to watch but he does like looking at you. Medic will claim it’s because you’re funny looking when in reality, it’s because he’s trying to understand why he feels the way he does. But he can’t fully accept his feelings.

It’s quite entertaining to witness you doing stupid things while fighting the OG Team Fortress mercs with Medic watching, going through the five stages of grief when he realizes he’s still attracted to you.

He’s the most likely one to ask you out once everyone is at a calmer point in the mission. Medic will not be traditional about his proposal, simply giving you a well-kept human heart for the occasion. Don’t gag, of course.

“It’s very nice, very pristine. I kept it in good shape for you!”

Pyro:

If Pyro hates you, it’s more likely because you’re a water based merc for Blu team. You would go around helping fix the fires she had created intentionally. It would then lead to a hatred that he couldn’t deny, absolute hatred.

They’d target you at random points on the battlefield, especially in water areas where you’d more likely be around. The hatred you gain is because she’s a fire based merc, just simple hatred, maybe even stereotypical. But who cares, you both hate each other.

When out and about on a random morning, Pyro found you alone, sitting with the water. She naturally tries avoiding you since it wasn’t something he wanted to deal with in the morning. Then you stopped them and tried encouraging a normal coworker relationship because Miss Pauling needed Red and Blu to work together.

The way Pyro would be grateful Blu members can’t understand him is beyond words, she quietly makes remarks about the way you do things and Red team would be forced to listen to whatever they had to say about you.

If you tried being kind to him, she’d take it with a grain of salt. You set a fire for them? Are you going to torture him by putting it out before she can truly enjoy it? They bet you will!

It wouldn’t take as long as the others when it comes to gaining feelings for you. Yeah, Pyro is violent but when you need to work together and you’re putting an effort into making him happy, she can’t deny the feelings they gradually get for you.

It would be a quiet crush thing. She follows you around since he doesn’t know how to fully express to you how they feel. And it’s also because she kind of wants to admire you but that’s not for you to know.

Another thing Pyro does is constantly try protecting you. She knows other mercs don’t like him for the fire and stuff, so they’re beyond willing to follow you around to help you.

Pyro vision gives hearts around you.

Asking you out will be eventual, but very difficult. Once, she tried being vocal about his feelings and you couldn’t understand a word. Then, they turned to note writing and that went ten times better.

Pyro adores when you kiss their mask, especially the areas that would be considered mouth areas. You’ll never see her without the mask, but you’ll get used to it.

⋆.ೃ࿔.𖥔 ݁ ˖*:･༄

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[gendermeh]

I saw @you-hate-time-travel reblog a drawing of pyro with a pickaxe through their(?) eyehole (also, looking at it now, is missing half of one of their hands) (gore) and was like "hey. this person likes pyro and also clubs deuce. yanno what would be fun to draw?" then I made a note in the notes app on my phone (because it was v late) and then I did a quick doodle on a screenshot of that in the photo editor and went to sleep and the next day (today) I drew it traditionally and then added color digitally

concept sketch(?) and uncolored traditionals below

[deflatinghellokittyballoon]

Okay, okay... HEAR me out

Scout/Pyro's s/o putting lipstick on then peppering their face with kisses and leaving MANY MANY marks <333

OH MY FACKING GAD 💓💓

✦ Scout/Pyro's reaction to their s/o applying lipstick then peppering their face with kisses and leaving many marks

✦Pairing/s: Scout x Gn! Reader, Pyro x Gn! Reader (Seperate)

Word Count: 70

Content Warnings: None

Content/s: Fluff — Romantic — Headcanons — Reader is referred to as "you" —

Fandom: Team Fortress 2

What i will write + Introduction

✦ PYRO seeing your playful gesture catches them off guard and leaves them all flustered. Their muffled giggles being heard underneath their mask.

✦ SCOUT is initially caught off guard but quickly recovers, showing off the marks to his team with a proud grin but he ends up getting teased about it.

"Aw, ain't that cute? Got yourself a lipstick makeover, Scout."

"H-hey, cut it out! I'm not cute! I'm tough and cool, got it?"

[betsyworthingtons]

I had a dream this morning that there were a bunch of deleted scenes from X2 we'd never seen before from when they were at Bobby's house. I'm so disappointed it isn't real. 😒

[cheebuss]

I don't really fw having any design for what Pyro looks like under the flame suit because the mystery is half the fun of their character for me. But like... @ people who design them with the combination of burn scars AND cute/bright patchwork tattoos all over their body, you really are cooking something wonderful and you have my full support 💞

[arsonists-oatmeal]

started playing tf2 again, drew my main

[customfanfic]

The Skies of Teyvat: Mondstadt Rumble Part One.

The Angel’s Share is busy. Patrons crowd the tables under the low lamplight, creating a warm buzz in the air. You scan the tables. You know they’ll be here, they always are. Cyrus nods to you from the bar, you’ve been here enough that you may as well be one of the staff.

That’s when you hear it. The bickering. It never changes, even after all this time.

“You know, Diluc, if you just applied yourself a little more you could be far more than a wine merchant.” Kaeya’s cool tones reach your ears over the chatter of the crowd.

You weave between the tables, drawn towards his voice like a moth to a flame. If you don’t get there soon a brawl may well break out – and when these two fight, they mean business. Ever since you’d gained your own vision you knew all too well the havoc that could be wrought with one. Even by accident.

“Tell me, Captain. If your advice is so sound, why are you in the cavalry without a horse?”

You round the corner, seeing the two of them seated at the table nearest the fire. Diluc has his hair tied back, the orange glow of the flames dancing along his red ponytail. Opposite him sits Kaeya, leaning so far back in his chair that you’d worry he’d fall if you didn’t know him better. He has a smirk on his face – he’s drawn Diluc into the argument. That’s his version of winning.

Between them, looking like she needs a break from her break, is Jean. She sees you first, looking relieved that her backup has arrived.

“Look who’s here!” Of all the people in Mondstadt, Jean knows how to keep a handle on these two. Distracting them is one of her go to moves.

The reactions of Kaeya and Diluc really sum up their relationships with you. 

Kaeya smiles wide, showing teeth as he looks you up and down. Sure, when you were first getting to know one another it felt like a predatory look. Now, though, you know him better. He’s checking to see if you’ve been hurt. “It’s about time, where have you been?”

Diluc merely nods, but his eyes are alive with more than just the firelight from the hearth. He’s not in a rush to find out what you’ve been doing since the last time you met. Probably because he already knows.

You spread your hands wide, shrugging. “Someone had to sort out today’s commissions. Funny how it always ends up being me, despite two perfectly capable vision holders having nothing to do.”

As you pass Kaeya to take your seat, you flick him on the forehead. He teeters on the back legs of his chair and that lazy look in his eye vanishes as he regains his balance.

The smirk that appears on Diluc’s face doesn’t go unnoticed.

Jean pushes her drink over to you. “Here, take mine. I need to get back to work after this.”

You reach for the drink, ignoring the protests from Kaeya about Jean working too hard. You all agree that she needs more time off, but even seeing her at the Angel’s Share was more than you normally got.

Before your hand touches the brushed iron handle, the whole table shakes – knocking it away. A deep rumble ripples under your feet. All four of you leap to your feet, weapons in hand before the quake is done.

Your weapon still feels strange in your hand. Sure, you’d had plenty of experience with polearms before gaining your vision, but having one materialise in your hand at a moment’s notice was still a novelty.

Jean was already at the door of the tavern, sword at the ready. “Patrons, stay inside!”

Diluc was on her heels, his hands tightening on his claymore. His shoulders set firm, prepared for a fight.

“They’ll catch up.” Kaeya walked around the wonky table to the open window. “You first.” He held out his hand, as if assisting you into a carriage.

Danger be damned, you two knew how to have fun. You also didn’t need his help to get through a window.

The feeling of wind beneath invisible wings gathering beneath you, making you light on your feet. No distance was too far, no jump was too high and no cliff was too steep now that Barbatos had blessed you with the gift of anemo. With only a single leap you clear the window frame and land outside on the streets of Mondstadt.

Screams of the citizens call out from all around you. Kaeya enters your peripheral vision to your right. To your far left, Jean and Diluc exit the tavern.

“There.” You raise your spear, pointing out the culprit.

An Abyss Mage.

Kaeya stepped forward. “I know I only have one eye, but I didn’t think my eyesight was this bad, is that a geo Abyss Mage?”

Diluc charged past, his claymore already lit up with the power of his pyro vision.

“So much for him catching up to me.” Kaeya was behind him in an instant.

Everything had to be a competition with those two. Though, they were about to be disappointed. You and Jean took off at high speed – the combined efforts of two anemo visions was nothing to scoff at.

You sped over the cobblestones, feet barely touching the ground before you were off again. The earth may have been shaking, but that didn’t matter if you were one with the air.

Jean reached the Mage first, pulling it in close and holding it in place. You prepared for your attack by spinning your polearm.

Diluc roared in, shredding the golden bubble shield. Kaeya lit up with frost as he skidded in last – he would be bitter about that for a while.

As the elements overlap, melting the Mage, you unleash your attack. Fire and ice swirl together in a vortex, bringing the enemy to the ground. Your polearm stops spinning and you drop into a more relaxed pose. For all the trouble this Mage just caused, it had been surprisingly easy to take down.

“Scout out for more, they may not be working alone,” Jean was locked back into Acting Grand Master mode. So much for her evening off.

You nodded. When it came to the defense of the city, Jean knew what was best. Each of you begin taking off in separate directions. But as you push off from the stone, it pushes back – the ground had absorbed the geo energy from the Mage and was still active.

Your ankle burns in pain as the stone attempts to crush it.

“No!” Kaeya turns, his cryo vision alighting around him in panic.

“Go, Kaeya! Mondstadt comes first,” Jean steps between you, pointing him away with her sword.

The involuntary tears of pain threaten to spill from your eyes. Locked to the ground as you are, you only see a glimpse of Kaeya hesitating before obeying orders.

“Hold still,” instructs Jean. She stands over you, holding her aquamarine glowing sword upwards towards the sky – towards the realm of your anemo benefactor.

A warm breeze swirls around you. It fills you with memories of sunny days spent by the bank of Cider Lake. It reminds you that you have something to fight for. It holds the last touch of a friend now gone. Most importantly, it gives you the strength to carry on.

Your ankle is repaired and you feel even better than you had. It doesn’t feel like you’ve spent the whole day running around clearing hilichurl camps. It feels like you’re ready to kick some Abyss ass.

[sangoqueenkoko]

PYRO MASTERLIST

MAIN MASTERLIST

‼️ - contains mentions of blood etc, or angst

If you like, please leave a heart and maybe reblog🥺

diluc - another day in mondstadt - fluff

You’re new to Mondstadt, upon looking around, you soon find yourself in the Angel's Share, where you meet a fiery-headed bartender.

diluc - not the same as it was - fluff + headcanons

Jean recommends training with Diluc as you want to become a knight!

diluc - headcanons

minecraft. you can make just about anything in that game. well what do some genshin characters make?

bennett - lucky charm - platonic fluff

Bennett is rather unlucky, but you are the opposite. You are his lucky charm.

last updated: March 5th 2024…

more coming soon…

[amirsirwrites]

hai! so i’ve just been thinking about this for the past few days. how would the mercs react to finding out/realising the new mercenary on the block is their sibling? would there be a new sibling rivalry of sorts depending on the merc? would there be fluff, angst? or plain chaos even? i hope i’m phrasing this right ;;

i hardly ever grew up around my siblings so i have no idea what it would be like 💀, but having a sibling would also be pretty neat!

Hai, anon! Finished your request, it was fun to write. I hope you enjoy reading it! :)

Mercs finding out you're their sibling 💜

Requested

Mercs and GN!reader

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Scout : 

Having grown up with seven brothers, having another sibling is no big deal for him. Sure - he was quite surprised to find out that you’re his sibling at first, but right after that, he started treating you like he would with the rest of his brothers. That means light-hearted rivalry, lots of play fighting, teasing and much more. During every battle, you two will have a competition on who can kill the most people. Although the two of you like to annoy and tease each other a lot, when things get serious and you’re in danger, you make an awesome duo, wiping the floor with your enemies together. You two have an inseparable bond. 

Soldier :

When you tell him you’re his sibling, he’s surprisingly calm about it. He thinks about it for a while in silence and eventually nods and gives you a hard slap on the back, “If you’re going to be related to me then you better toughen up, maggot!” Perhaps it was a mistake telling him.. from that point on, he invites you to do vigorous training with him which includes long runs, weight training, hand-to-hand combat and a ton of other workouts. He’s going to make sure he’s proud to call you his family by training you up. In battle, he’ll always encourage you loudly and cheer you on. Things get crazy if you decide to have any kind of competition with him. Overall, he’s quite happy to have a sibling.

Pyro :

They’re already really affectionate with all the mercs so when they find out that you’re they’re sibling, you can bet that they’ll be so so so affectionate with you. If you’re alright with physical touch, expect tons of hugs from them whenever they see you. When they see you doing really well in battle, they’ll be sure to cheer for you. You can’t exactly make out what they’re saying because of the mask but you’re still touched by the kind gesture anyway. It doesn’t matter if you’re younger than Pyro, between the two of you, you’re the older sibling. Also, Pyro absolutely loves getting praised by you. You have a really sweet bond with each other.

Demoman : 

He’s drunk the first time you tell him so it took him a few hours to sober up and process the fact that you’re his sibling. He’s shocked and calls his mother to confirm what you’re saying. When he fully calms down, you two sit down and have a talk with each other. Demo doesn’t mind having another family member but if you’re family, he’s going to make sure that you two get to know each other well. Pretty early on, you two start to tease each other a lot. If you make a silly mistake like tripping over something, he’s going to laugh like hell and poke fun at you. He’ll also bring up those kind of events at dinner time to embarrass you a bit and have a good laugh. Don’t worry though, if he sees that you’re uncomfortable with him teasing you, he’ll stop and apologise to you. You’re comfortable with each other. 

Heavy : 

He’s left speechless when you tell him. He’s not upset or anything, he’s just trying to understand how he’s never met you until now if you’re related. Things are a bit awkward with him during the first few weeks, he really does want to get to know you better but it’s hard for him to talk to you. It feels strange for him. After a while though, the wall between the two of you slowly but surely disappears. You’re not super close to each other but he definitely thinks of you as a close friend. When he wants to go back to Russia to visit his mother and sisters, he’ll give you an offer to tag along. They are also your family after all, you should get to know them as well. It’ll take a few years before you two really feel like siblings, but for now, friends is alright.

Engineer : 

“Well darn. Bring it in then!” is what he says before giving you a warm hug. He’s a very open person so he’s comfortable with you straight away. If you want to sit down and have a chat with him or just hang out, his door is always open for you. He actually quite enjoys your company, even if you’re not talking to each other. It’s nice to have another person there with him while he’s working on his gadgets. Sometimes, he rants to you about his projects and you’ll smile and nod along even if you don’t understand anything he’s saying. He’s sure to send a ‘Yee-haw!’ your way in battle when he sees you doing good. He really likes having a sibling.

Medic : 

He’s in absolute disbelief when you tell him. Just in case, he’ll steal a blood sample from you and run a test to check if the two of you are really related. He’s honestly not quite sure how to act around you. Sure, you’re family, but he’s never really been that close to his family. He kind of just treats you like the other mercs. However, he does keep an eye out for you. Your relationship does become closer when you come over to his lab to hang out. He appreciates you feeding Archimedes and the others when he’s busy. You two don’t really feel like family with each other but fret not, you still (silently) care for each other. There are no heart-to-heart talks but there are nice gestures and that’s enough for now. 

Sniper : 

The both of you sit down and talk for a long time when you tell him, talking about your lives and also about what little you remember about New Zealand. Since he’s not really the social type, talking to him can be a bit awkward. It definitely takes a while before you both feel fully comfortable with each other. You two have a more silent but caring kind of relationship. He’ll always be looking out for you in battle and you’ll do the same. You’ll also be trying to get him to move out of his camper van and improve his hygiene by buying him a lot of shampoo and soap. He’ll act all irritated about it but deep down, he’s touched that you care about him. You have a decent bond with each other.

Spy : 

He thinks you’re joking when you tell him but when you give him a serious look, he doesn’t know what to say. He asked you to leave so he could think in peace. It became tense between the two of you. You had no idea why. It took a long time before the air between the both of you eased up and you felt alright talking to each other. Spy prefers to just treat you like he would with the other mercs. He’s never had a sibling until now so he doesn’t know how to act around you. Your relationship is more like friends or acquaintances at the moment. You’ll have to give it a while before he warms up to you. 

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[tylerxrbtwhp]

HYUJVGHBSnjNSIJDBISJ;HZKJ yes.

Uhh so yk the fatui pyroslinger? yeah sooo i might have an intsy little tiny miniscule crush on him.. ok fine i adore him. Anyways, could i req him x reader or some headcanons of him pls? if not then feel free to ignore :D

- 👀 anon

AHH THATS HIS TITLE?!?1 I’m stupid I just call him fatui pyro boi

👀 Anon you are here to save the fatui pyroslinger simps <3 who doesn’t love him… like I know we can’t see his face but 😗

request are always open!

Before anything, I hc that every (or at least most) pyro character/npc are just big on morning/night kisses

That said- morning/night kisses are a must before work and after work.

He won’t MOVE until you leave a kiss on his lips or in his cheeks (or any part of his face) before he puts his mask on

Is it even a mask???

He is rather in the warmer side so that means personal heating services

Big spoon- if you like to be the big spoon just letting you know he LOVES it

Like I said fatui don’t know anything about love(hc) and if they are in the receiving end instead of them giving. Believe me they would probably cry at night not knowing how they got such a lovely s/o

Grateful for you.

You trust him enough to sleep with him, to kiss him, to touch him- to do all this stuff, you don’t even hesitate.

You don’t care about his position or how dangerous he is.

He loves you so much for this.

Heavy gun=heavy heart <3

About that gun…

He would love to show you how to handle it- even more with the looks you give him.

Maybe not shoot it (for obvious reason) but hold it properly!

He gives me Perfecta by Miranda!

He doesn’t believe in love at first sight

But after meeting you, everything change…

Maybe it wasn’t that bad after all.

He is probably one of the only fatui members that wouldn’t mind your affection outside the house.

If his teammates see him? He doesn’t care, he would probably flex that he has a s/o

Has a big laugh for someone of his size.

He would probably scare you by just randomly laughing at something…

If you want more just ask!! Hope you like it <33

Request are always open!!

[staff]

tumblr tuesday: cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other

Yeehaw is a state of mind. It's a way of life. It's funky little dudes (gender neutral) bouncing around the wide prairies with their good pony pals and their very good pals, who may also be their lovers. Here's some very good and also very queer cowboy art.

@drizzledrawings:

@fruitgravies:

@katieaki:

@pup-pyro:

@skrimshaw:

@sapphicwitchstudio:

@r--something:

@porcelainnpines:

@lights-on-the-ridge:

@ludodraws:

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

TF2 Masterlist!!

Request list Rules for requesting Following requirements You can request for blue or red team, and Emesis Blue too!! ___

Scout:

Intertwined, sewn together - Scout/Heavy/Sniper/Engineer x GN! Reader romantic headcanons

It's you- all the roads lead back to you - Scout/Medic/Pyro x GN! Reader enemies to lover headcanons

Erm... - Scout/Medic x GN! Reader brainrot platonic headcanons

Medic:

It's you- all the roads lead back to you - Scout/Medic/Pyro x GN! Reader enemies to lover headcanons

Erm... - Scout/Medic x GN! Reader brainrot platonic headcanons

Just trust me, you'll be fine - Medic/Heavy x transmasc! Reader headcanons (tw transphobia)

Soldier:

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Spy:

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Heavy:

Intertwined, sewn together - Scout/Heavy/Sniper/Engineer x GN! Reader romantic headcanons

Just trust me, you'll be fine - Medic/Heavy x transmasc! Reader headcanons (tw transphobia)

Pyro:

It's you- all the roads lead back to you - Scout/Medic/Pyro x GN! Reader enemies to lover headcanons

Sniper:

Intertwined, sewn together - Scout/Heavy/Sniper/Engineer x GN! Reader romantic headcanons

Demoman:

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Engineer:

Intertwined, sewn together - Scout/Heavy/Sniper/Engineer x GN! Reader romantic headcanons

Miss Pauling:

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I haven't added anything yet but am very excited to!!

[yurunivo]

Hello! I really love you self aware idea! Can you please make another part? This time Can you focuse more on Mavuika and the Creator!Reader (Gender Neutral),please? (Also om how the other archons and Neuvillete would be trying to search for the reader and maybe using other organizations to help the search) if not please feel free to ignore this. Have a wonderful day!

This is my first time getting a request! Hope you enjoy!

Synopsis: hanging out with Mavuika! (And the other nations' planning to reach you) part 1 part 3 part 4

TW: Mavuika and reader's relationship is implied romantic but can be read as platonic, OOC, yandere, SAGAU imposter au, bad writing, bad grammar, english is not my first language, not beta read

Characters: Mavuika x gn!creator!reader (again can be seen as romantic or platonic), yandere Archons + Neuvillette x reader

Cleaning at bars was a tedious job. It was easy, sure, but it got boring at times. Customers always made the day fun with their gossip, so you leaned into that. It could've been something simple, like how their boyfriend cheated on them, but it was still more entertaining than mopping the floor.

However, there was always one customer every night that you were looking forward to meeting.

Always clad in a mysterious cloak that made them look like a runaway, blazing bright eyes and red hair.

It was Mavuika.

She came a bit later than usual. You decided not to worry, Archon duties are a lot after all. Yet, she came anyway, dressed the same as before. The cloak was a bit messily put on, so her hair was still visible. You sighed as you left the place you were cleaning and went up in front of her.

"You didn't have to come y'know," you fixed her cloak to hide her hair, yet she only smiled at you.

"I insist," she only replied back. You rubbed your temples at the stubborn woman. Seriously, shouldn't she be busy with work or something?

She seemed to be eager to tell you something, considering how she was holding your hand. You raised an eyebrow at her as you gestured her to speak.

"Well, want to combat practice with me later, (fake name)?" Oh no. You didn't know how to fight! Sure, you did fight against the abyss, but you barely managed to survive!

But you only nodded. Declining now would only make her suspicious, even though the fact that you were being chased around without fighting back was suspicious enough. But, you'll find out a reason later, for now, all you had to do was agree.

"Sure, but only at my day off. Maybe the day after tomorrow?" You were trying to find a lie to tell her then, but for now, you hid your feelings with a smile. She nodded, looking content with your answer.

"The day after tomorrow it is."

Your hands were uncomfortably sweaty.

The day after tomorrow being right now, you had to tell Mavuika as quick as you could to not gain suspicion. Telling her you got isekai'd from another world was obviously not an option, but you had already prepared something in your head. It was similar to the isekai idea, but it's much more believable. The execution was the only problem.

You were at the outskirts of the Scions of Canopy, where Kinich lived. She came 5 minutes later and greeted you with much courtesy.

"Hope I didn't make you wait for long (fake name)," she told with a bit embarrassment. You shrugged her off.

"It's fine Mavuika, and you can just call me (name)," you replied back. You mustered up the courage to tell her your reason not to fight. But before that, you had to ask her just this one thing.

"How did you know that I was the creator? I don't think there was any part of me that stood out," you were interested to know, after all you thought that you hid yourself very well.

She all but smiled as she pointed out the grass behind you.

"The creator is connected to Teyvat, so everything would bloom in their wake. Since you were in the nation of Pyro, where I'll know everything that's going on, it was quite easy to find out." You looked behind to see beautiful flowers right behind you. You were shocked to see this many flowers in one trail. Wait, then why did the other Archons not realize that you were the creator? Eh that doesn't really matter, what matters was that you were here with Mavuika, safe and sound. But, you took this revelation to gift her something.

You took a flower from the trail. Mavuika was interested to see what you were doing, but you hid it from her. Using the flowers and leaves, you created a flower crown for her and put it a top her head. You smiled, she did too.

"Thank you (name)," she laughed softly. But now you had to explain the fighting part. You sighed as you contemplated.

"Err, Mavuika, I actually don't know how to fight.." You mumbled and cursed your self for it. She looked surprised.

"Why not?" She asked again. You felt embarrassed for having to say the reason. You took a deep breath and prepares to say why.

"I'm.. Not the creator. Like the original one. I'm a reincarnation of them, I have no idea how to fight not do I know anything about the past," you breathed out, cringing at what you just said. However all she did was look at you with understanding, after all, she knows the pain of reincarnation.

"It's fine! But do you know anything about the previous creator then?" She asked curiously, to which you shook your head. She hummed. She got an idea to improvise, it seems like.

"How about I teach you then?" Huh?! This wasn't going as planned! You didn't want to fight at all.

"T-that's not needed, I'll j-just waste your time," you tried convincing her, but she didn't budge. Eventually though, you reluctantly agreed. She smiled and thanked you for allowing her to help.

"Just try to imagine yourself using Pyro abilities, you'll get the hang of it later." You were really trying. The amount of stress that you had to not burn yourself to death was enough to actually kill you. Still, you trusted Mavuika and her abilities, so you tried anyway. You tried and tried and tried, but nothing really came. You were visibly disappointed, but Mavuika tried to encourage you.

"How about this, you imagine something you don't like, and try to use your emotions to drag your Pyro ability out," she suggested. You seemed to find this useful, so you tried it.

Closing your eyes, you thought of something terrible happening, and instead of seeing the imposter hunt that you very despised, you instead saw Mavuika.

You were being hunted down, sure, but what was most important was that she was getting punished by the Archons for not giving up the imposter. Her face was battered and bruised, and she was slowly slipping into unconsciousness. You watched in horror, and tears started to well up in your eyes. This couldn't be! Unfortunately, you were crying in real life too, and Mavuika realized immediately.

"Okay, uhh, you don't need to think about it now," she tried comforting you, bringing you in an embrace to calm you down. Once you came back to reality, your eyes were puffy, and your face was red.

"... Sorry, can we do this another time?" You sniffled, still holding her. She was warm, and you found your self drifting to sleep. She sighed as she picked you up.

"Of course, just don't overdo anything, kay?" She smiled warmly, brushing the tears from your eyes. She wrapped you in a cloak, getting ready to start camp.

Neuvillette contorted his face in disgust. The waters tasted disgustingly sweet. The creator's happiness with another person, likely an Archon. But the waters then tasted bitter, from the creator's sadness.

If only he could just drag you out of that place and keep you for himself, but no. He'll need the help of the other nations to do so, so he sucked it up and left the Palais Mermonia. He visited Furina, just checking in on her before leaving. He'd leave some of the work for Clorinde to do, he trusted her enough to do that anyway.

Reaching the imposter's throne room, there was a long sitting area where the rulers of the nations were there. Only the Cryo, Pyro and Anemo Archons weren't there, but the acting grandmaster came for Anemo, and the director of the Fatui Harbingers came for Cryo. The Geo Archon returned to his status as the God of Contracts, and the Electro and Dendro archon were sitting in their own seats. The imposter was on the creator's throne. They were dead, blood seeping out of their head. Their expression was one of shock, as he could vividly remember the day the Geo Archon killed the imposter.

A seat was vacant. He clenched his teeth at the mere thought of the Pyro Archon. He'd get you back from her, no matter what it took.

"We all know that the creator is in the nation of war, Natlan. However, since the neither of us know its weaknesses besides the Pyro Archon being a human, we need to create a plan to ambush the nation," Jean spoke up. Everyone in the room nodded along with her, too obsessed to notice their wrong doings. However, there was one who objected to this clause.

Nahida raised her hand to interrupt Jean, turning all eyes on her.

"You all chased down the creator like a rabid dog, and now you're trying to kidnap them to do a job that they don't want? What kind of leaders are you? The creator was in Natlan for a few months by now, and since they're not leaving, they are probably enjoying a better life there than your own selfish desires," she objected.

Neuvillette all but admired the young Archon. Despite being small and weaker than the others, she still had the bravery to stand against everyone. However, this was one thing that he didn't agree with. He just stayed quiet though, waiting for someone to object the small Archon.

Raiden did. The God of Eternity looked at Nahida with disdain, preparing to answer the deity.

"And how are you so sure that the creator is having a better life in Natlan Buer? For all we could know, they could actually be running around the vast nation. And, you are one of the younger Archons after all, what use does your words have?" She asked coldly. When she was about to respond back, she got interrupted.

"It is settled, we shall find the creator in Natlan, no questions," the God of Contracts added in. Nahida couldn't speak now. After all, what power does she have to a much more experienced God?

Neuvillete glared at the Archons.

"Whoever shall get the creator first will be the one to solely have the creator in their nation," Neuvillete furrowed his brows at the Archons. They did the same, but still agreed to the conditions, not really thinking of what you want.

Now, all the leaders were going back to their nation, telling their line of military to get prepared. They had to have you all for yourself, and they will do anything for it.

Done! Hope you enjoy!