#medic tf2 fluff

[yourfifitherealone]

I love you, EXACTLY the way you are <3 (Medic TF2 x reader) non-binary friendly

Medic's Pov

I noticed Y/N acting..off lately. They haven't been accepting physical affection or affection at all the same as they used to. Is it my fault? I don't really know, but what I do know, is that I WILL find out why. I was intensely determined to figure out the cause was.

"Greetings and salutations, has anyone seen my Darling anywhere?" I asked the base. "Saw the lass go up to the rooftop I think " Damon said which was unusually helpful from him "sincerest thanks" I finished while walking up the staircase.

"My darling, darling, where are you?" I called, finally at the roof. Then I heard crying "Y/N?" Then I saw them balled up shaking to the beat of sobs. "What happened?" I asked rushing over beside them. "I-I-" then they continued to cry in my arms. My blood starting to boil, I wanted to hurt whoever did this but I couldn't figure it out with Darling sobs blocking their sweet song that most will call a voice. After some uncontrollable sobs later which I'm usually uncomfortable and awkward when people are crying but...with them it's different, everything was different with them, everything IS different with them, and I plan to keep it that way forever.

My darling soon confessed a nosy someone told her that I wasn't good for her; in other words that I, me, her lover was

Out of her league....

"Now let's think rationally, med school helped us with that one huh?" I whispered I'm starting to feel that voice again, trying to convince me. "Hold on loebe I need to think" I say letting them slip from my hands. "Think about what?" My Dove sweetly asked. "Hold on"

'Screw it. SCREW THEM! THOSE SAD EXCUSES FOR A "DOCTOR". I HAVE LEARNED NOTHING I COULDN'T FIGURE OUT ON. MY. OWN!

With my great doctoring skills, I'll make sure the sorry, sorry person will be out of everyone and EVERYTHINGS league...'

*sigh*

"Okay liebe my dear, I'll handle it. I'll make sure they will never again..

-have the mere confidence to

-ever confront you again...,

-I promise.."

"Your side is coming out again, Listen to yourself" I reasoned with him

'I'm done having conversations in my own head about what's good for my darling. We SHARE her. If and when something hurts her it's MY job to make it better so shut. up.'

I am THE cruel, evil, twisted, demented, unreasonable,

Medic...

"I heard you were talking to my darling, Told her something unbelievably stupid, sounds about right?" "Look I didn't mean it like that she's too sensitive" he said while rolling his eyes. My job is to protect Y/N, my job is to know that he told her that because he had feelings for me and wanted to sabotage our love for each other, my job is to take care of him and take care of my darling in a complete different way. My job is to kill what other me can't, who Y/N can't. My job is to kill

I plunged the knife in his stomach causing the waste of space to collapse. 'Ill do more with him later ' I thought to myself. He kept on groaning and cursing wishing some sort of horrible unspeakable pain onto me.

Little does he know..

He'll be taking that same fate he speaks.

I get him into my basement then run back to the roof to my lover.

She's gone

"Y/N!?"

I rush to their room and desperately knock for them to open up their day. I feel desperate to see them even though I couldn't figure out why, I didn't care. Just wanted to see them

"Ye-?oh hi. Why did you leave me alone up there like that? It- nevermind"

"Apologizes Y/N. I'm coming back slowly I'm going a little off the rails"

"You were supposed to comfort me what the hell?"

"Again I'm sorry I wasn't there I wasn't feeling like myself but I did take care of it. If it'll make you feel better, we can hug all day if you'd like" I offered with a smile, returning to my normal self. "Really?! Yes, yes,yes one hundred percent yes!" We cuddled and played their favorite YouTube videos which I wouldn't like to admit, I wasn't very interested in. "Babe I know you don't like watching them I can tell, I'll turn it off when it's done" "no, no that won't be necessary there are some...funny parts......sorta" "SEE I knew it! You don't like it" they said sitting up from laying on my chest. "I.. uh okay well maybe I don't but you do so it doesn't matter. I have to catch up with something later anyway" after that their jaw drops and they stare. "What?" "You said you'd cuddle with me allllll day" "Oh I did? I forgot I said that last part...heh" I nervously laughed but their face was unamused. "Fine!"

I watched YouTube until they fell asleep and started to drool.

"Sweet dreams, Y/N"

"Now it's time to punish the waste of space, trash."

I went down to the basement and saw the bloody wreck in the corner he leaned closer to the corner frantically pleading me to not kill him. "I will kill you, unfortunately for you but first I'll need to make you REGRET ever speaking to her..."

The next day, Darling was fine and happy like usual. No weird sleeping patterns of going to bed at 8, avoiding me and others ect she's just... herself. I'm glad and if anyone tries to mess with her, with our happiness,

I'll deal with it...

[jermer10]

Hey, I've got a TF2 request, if you don't mind! Mercs with a s/o who accidentally falls asleep with their head on the mercs shoulder. (Very cliche, I know...) I'll let you pick who you want to write for, no pressure! PS, I think your writing is phenomenal, and I anticipate whatever you might post next!

TF2 falling asleep on their shoulder

gn reader | ahhh tysm!! this message means so much :) i decided to write for all the mercs, hope you enjoy!!!

temperatures are in celsius

drabbles under the cut :P

Scout: "Move ova'!" Scout pushed his way onto the already overcrowded couch, disregarding the protests of the other mercs. Tonight was movie night at the red base, and he would be damned if he couldn’t use this as a moment to try and get closer to you. "Hiya toots," he flirted, stretching his right arm out to rest around your shoulders. "Hi Jeremy." You smiled and rolled your eyes playfully. Scout had been crushing on you for a while, every chaste touch and every flirty interaction had culminated in something that far outweighed any feelings he once had for Pauling. The movie had long since started, and mercs were continuing to file into the living room, squishing themselves onto the lounge or plotting themselves onto the floor. He couldn't remember the genre let alone the name of the film, all Scout could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat and the feeling of uncomfortable itchiness in his throat as you cuddled into his side. An hour in and your eyes began to grow heavy, breathing slowing in tandem. Jeremy glanced down at you, his palms moist and his face flushed as he wrapped his arm around your waist, attempting to focus on the movie and not how cute you looked like that. He was definitely asking you out in the morning.

Soldier: Everyone felt hot, sweaty, and exhausted as they slugged themselves back to the blu base. The mood hung heavy, no one seemed interested in Soldier’s usual antics - all except you, of course. You feigned a smile as he ranted about team ethic and the "American spirit", some mercs scowled at the man and others mumbled profanities and sauntered off. A light breeze came in through the afternoon air, Soldier sighed in the smell of Spring. “Hey, we should sit out here for a bit,” you squeezed Jane’s arm, pulling him towards one of the wooden benches placed just outside of the entrance to base. He felt his heart swell, not only did you want to hang out with him, but any touch from you made him absolutely crazy. “AFFIRMATIVE CUPCAKE,” Soldier responded, allowing you to lead the way. You audibly sighed as you sat down, just looking at you it was obvious you were exhausted. “Better luck next time, huh?” you joked, Soldier chuckled and stared out at the afternoon sky. You sat there together for a while, until he felt a sudden, yet small pressure on his shoulder. You had fallen asleep on him, and with anyone else he would have woken them up immediately, but you looked so peaceful and….pretty in a way? Soldier glued his eyes to the afternoon sky, he could think about these feelings later, better to let you rest after a long day.

Pyro: Being friends with Pyro was exhausting in of itself, and they knew this. But they couldn't help wanting to invite you along to their errands, you were their best friend and any time spent with you was time spent well. By the end of the day, you were both well past exhausted. "You're lucky I like you so much, otherwise I would never go on an errand run with you again." You teased, slinging an arm around their shoulders as you both trotted up the stairs to the base entrance. Pyro flushed under their mask, muffling out a "Yeah, yeah whatever, you love me." and rolling their eyes. You chuckled, opening the door to base and dragging yourselves to the living room. Pyro plopped onto the couch, sinking into the plush cushions and removing their mask. They knew the rest of the team wouldn't be back for a while, and the heat of the day had done a number to both of you. You took your seat next to them, sitting back and resting your feet on the coffee table in front of you. "Wanna watch tv?" They asked, grabbing the remote. "Yeah whatevs" You responded, yawning and stretching your arms over your head. An hour of mindless game shows, and you had passed out, head falling on their shoulder. Pyro chuckled, turning the tv down and dimming the lights. They pecked your forehead, and cuddled into you, making themself comfortable.

Demoman: Demo certainly didn’t take you as a drinker, let alone a party animal like himself! You go out for a couple drinks together after a team winning streak and manage to arrive back to base blasted out of your minds, clinging onto one another for dear life in your drunken stupor. “IIIIII LOOVE YOU DEMOOO!!!!” You proclaimed, enveloping your arms around the Scott’s neck. Grinning and face burning, he wrapped his arms around your waist, attempting to gently guide you back to your bedroom. His ongoing feelings for you had always been pushed down, and despite knowing that you were probably just super wasted and wouldn’t remember it in the morning, he didn’t want to waste possibly his only chance to spill at least some of his feelings to you. “Aye, i looove you too y/nnnn” Tavish slurred, poking your face in various places. You laughed and kissed the man on the cheek, “DAAATE ME TAAVAVVVV!!” You lamented, cupping his face in your hands. The sudden movement causing you both to topple over onto the floor of your room. Demo sat up and leant against the foot of your bed, you, laughing hysterically, joined him. Resting your head on his shoulder, your laughter dribbled off to giggles and you listened to his thundering heartbeat. "I really do like you, Tav.." You whispered, peering down at the floor, feeling a wave of tiredness wash over you. You nuzzled into his shoulder, and drifted off, leaving a beet faced Demo staring down at you.

Heavy: Visiting Heavy's home during the middle of a Russian winter was a less than ideal scenario, but the team had wanted to see what a "real winter" was like, and now here you were trudging 2 foot deep in snow towards the wooden lodge. Heavy opened the door to the sight of 9 freezing mercs, and scoffed. "Inside." He commanded. You furrowed your brows and complied, shivering from the contrast of hot air. "Drink." A mug of hot coco was given to you by the gentle giant. "T-thanks.." You mumbled, walking over to the fireplace and sitting cross legged in front of it. Most of the mercs were directed to their rooms, some lounged around in the kitchen or dining area, having quiet conversations. Heavy sat next to you, mug in hand. This was already too close to comfort for you, and he could tell. Whilst he had been crushing on you for a while, he was oblivious to whether you returned those feelings - believing that you were scared of him. But right now your tired eyes and pink cheeks said otherwise, seeking some form of comfort from the man. "Come, I will hold you to warm you up." Mikhail gave you no room for choice, and you were still freezing. You complied and scooted closer to Heavy, resting your head on his chest as he wrapped an arm around you. In an instant, you had fallen asleep, curled up on Heavy, the body heat shared between the two of you giving more warmth than the blazing heat permeating from the fireplace in front of you.

Engineer: Even after hours of battling, the match on 2fort had yet to finish. Scouts from both sides rushing for the briefcase, only to instantly die from sentry guns, Spies in disguise, or a Heavy hopped up on ubercharge. You were ready to drop, the respawn machine healing your wounds but doing nothing for your exhaustion. You knew that Dell was stationed in the intelligence room, sentry setup so anyone who trespassed would be delt with. The perfect place to catch a few z's before heading back out to the fight. "Yo Dell, can I maybe rest down here for a bit?" You implored, watching the man upgrade a dispenser. "Sure darlin'," He smiled earnestly, you gave him a look of relief. Curling up under the desk, you attempted to sleep, but the lack of cushioning made it an impossible task. Dell noticed, and gave the dispenser one last 'clonk' with his spanner before accompanying you under the table. "Here," He scootched up next to you, "You can rest on me if you'd like." You looked up at him, his cheeks felt hot. "Wow - yeah, thanks Dell." Blood rushed to your face as you situated your head on his shoulder. "Anytime, pumpkin." He muttered. Sleep was instantaneous, Engie held his breath until he was sure you were out cold, letting out a deep sigh and smiling down at the floor. How did he get so lucky?

Medic: Medic suffered long nights in the infirmary, and during those nights you would often visit him to keep him company. It was routine - you would saunter in around 9pm, sitting on the edge of the operating table, your feet barely touching the floor, chin resting in the palms of your hands as he tinkered away. He reveled in it - he had grown attached to this schedule, and by extension, you. Your mere presence made him giddy, seeing your sweet smile before he put you under anesthetics made his heart swell. The best nights were the ones where you would let him operate on you, he would be able to enact out his writings, throwing things at the wall and seeing what stuck. Then, you'd either walk out around 3am, or respawn from a botched surgery, and go to bed. Tonight, however, you had proven to be far too tired for a surgery, let alone a full night of softly rambling to Ludwig about whatever crossed your mind. You had pulled up the operating chair and sat next to him, eyes flickering between him and the notes he had been writing in his medical book, slowly drifting off. Your head fell on his shoulder, fast asleep. Medic peered down at you from over his glasses, breathing a lovestruck sigh. Maybe these were the best nights.

Sniper: The middle of the day in Sniper's van was akin to hell. The air smelt stale, windows wide open, no aircon, just the both of you sweaty, sticky, and half clothed. This would usually have embarrassed the two of you, but the 40 degree weather and sound of the other mercs outside attempting to cool off using a singular hose had you both choosing to stay indoors, not wanting to get involved in the argument currently taking place between Demo and Soldier. Heat fogged your brain, you felt so tired, your body sweat all of your energy out. "Fuck, why couldn't you get an AC installed?" You groaned, lazily shutting your eyes and fanning your face with your hand. Sniper shrugged, and despite not being able to see the motion, you scoffed. "Dunno," Mick responded nonchalantly. He trailed off, seemingly succumbing to the same heat induced exhaustion you were fighting with. You opened your eyes slightly, confirming your suspicions that Sniper had also closed his. Arms crossed, head pointing downwards, God, he looked so comfortable. Mick could tell what you were thinking, and he wanted nothing more than to cuddle up to you, but he couldn't bring himself to move. You were close like that, almost reading one another's minds at times. So you made the first step, sliding over to him and laying your head on his shoulder. Sniper was uncomfortably hot, yet refusing to move an inch as you slept on him. Eventually, he couldn't help but nod off alongside you.

Spy: The drive back from your mission was excruciating. Sniper and Medic sat in the driver and passenger seats respectively, the only sound was the droning radio hosts on the van's radio. You had failed, and you knew Spy was seething from the loss. You, however, were so tired you couldn't even stand. Partially from the bullet lodged in your calf, partially from the athlete level running you had to do in order to get back to the van after the high elected government official had caught you in the act attempting to steal nuclear launch codes. Spy was the one to snatch the codes, but you had still been seen, and that in of itself was a failure. Incidentally, Spy had been the one to offer you aid once you were safely in the van. Your arm draped around his shoulders, wincing at the sharp pains running up your leg. As much as he tried to hate you, he just....couldn't. You were too sweet, too kind. So, he opted instead to blame Medic and Sniper for being unable to damage control the situation better. You were slipping in and out of consciousness, head slowly rocking towards Spy's shoulder, and then awkwardly leaning back towards the wall of the vehicle. "Rest your head on me, mon cher. Otherwise you are going to break your nose." He grunted. In an instant you had passed out on him, breathing in the strong scent of cigarettes and expensive cologne. He sighed a breath of relief, enjoying your gentle pressure on his side. Smitten was an understatement.

[fatfuckingcatstuff]

Fuck it, two asks in a row 💫cose i can💫

How about mercs (ur choice bestie) x reader whos a climber, full out monkey mode

Heavy is basicly a jungle gym and hes not the only one to suffer. There is a spider jumping around the walls on every map they play now. Holding to walls with no holds no problem and stuff.

(Climbers are so cool omfg)

I prefer platonic but if you get any nice ideas for romantic then go for it

Thx in advance even if you decide not to write this babe <3

~🫀

What's up shorty sure I can absolutely do that

ALL MERCS

oh what the absolute fuck

why can you do this how are you even able to do this when did you discover you could do this

Someone could be in the kitchen trying to grab a nice snack after a long day. Then from the corner of their eye they see their co worker hanging off the fucking ceiling munching away on a sandwich.

They lost something and can't find it? Boom it's taped onto the ceiling now haha.

Initially impressed by your skills yet still somewhat a little horrified.

Don't get him wrong, he's amazed at how you can just scale from wall to wall without falling. He's just scared he might catch you in a horrifying position late at night staring at him, or rather.. waiting to pounce from anywhere.. 😨😨

Scout

Guess whos going to exploit that skill of yours to annoy another merc!!

You guys are the annoying duo now. Teaming up every round, and absolutely demolishing the enemy team with your wack ass skill combos.

Soldier, Demoman, Pyro

Dear lord what the fuck even. No major reaction to it but are silently impressed at how you are able to stick to any surface.

Will get a little scare here and then everytime they catch you in positions you arent supposed to be in, like on the walls for example.

"Oh fucking 'ell mate."

"Mon dieu."

Sniper, Spy

Oh mein gott!

Impressed and would totally not try to implant spider dna into you. (SPIDERMAN REFERENCE!?!? 1!?2!2(#(#!#!#)

Would try to persuade you to let him experiment on you. Trying to see if he could enhance your skill even more, perhaps make you able to climb faster and extend your endurance.

Medic

Oh that's awesome sauce. Would gladly let you swing around them due to their bigger bodies. Making it the perfect jungle gym for you. Anyone who walked by would be a little dumbfounded to see a big guy have their co worker swing here and there from their arms as they did their usual jobs.

Loves to watch you perform any tricks you have up your sleeve. Though a little worried you might lose your grip one day, fall and hit your head.

Engineer, Heavy

[demoman-kisser420]

Cuddling headcanons for the mercs <3

(All nine❤️)

Medic

This man loves to hold you istg he will just hold you to his chest and play with your hair as yall fall asleep

Sniper

Definitely a spooning guy if yall are sleeping in his van there's limited space and he's just adapted to sleeping on his side

Heavy

This man LOVES holding you like you will sleep on him he wraps his arms around you and reads as you fall asleep on him

Demoman

This man Definitely will just rest his head on your chest as he falls asleep he likes when you pet him slighty

Soldier

Definitely like demoman but also likes to protect you so he likes it either way he won't fall asleep before you at all like his brain won't let him

Engineer

Loves spooning and he will rub your thighs or back before you guys go to sleep also wouldn't be apposed to sleeping in between you thighs

Pyro

They love to hold you as you sleep like they won't let go at all the mask comes off during sleep they like when you trace there burn scars (I'm going off the unofficial pyro face by valve)

Scout

This man loves you laying on his chest it makes him feel confident that he can protect you he will play with your hair till you fall asleep

Spy

He's a romantic guy so really he wants you to lay on his chest but he also like spooning he's always gonna be the big spoon btw he wispers French as yall fall asleep

(I think I'm getting better but If you spot some spelling mistakes I'm sorry)

[paninicupcakke]

I Call Shotgun💉⚾️🚛

(BLU blunt trauma one shot + Engie mentioned)

(Suggestive /slight nsfw/ fluff ending)

(CW: this is set in the 60’s & there’s no seatbelts mentioned. These guys are fictional maniacs cramming themselves into a truck, don’t do this irl it’s not safe!)

The three mercenaries had planned to travel together for a supply drop across town for work. Engineer had volunteered to drive, leaving Medic and Scout to argue over the shotgun seat. More specifically, who would be sitting where. This BLU supply work truck specifically only had one passenger seat. Scout made sure to wake up extra early that morning to be the first one seated. Medic and Engineer both walked over to the parked supply truck. Engineer casually hopped into the drivers seat. Medic swiftly opened the passenger door and immediately glared at his colleague. He let out a frustrated groan. There Scout was, comfortably sat with both hands behind his head. He glanced up at the doctor with a smirk, plucking his headphones off and tossing them aside.

“I call shotgun!” Scout teasingly declared.

“Stand up.” Medic sternly ordered.

“No way! First come, first served.” Scout replied. Engineer let out an agitated sigh.

“Will you two quit this nonsense already? We have got to get movin’ within the next 5 minutes.” Engineer sternly scolded. Quickly sticking the key into the truck's ignition.

“Why should I have to sit on him?! It makes more sense for me to have this seat, and for him to be sat on mein lap!” Medic angrily proclaimed while folding his arms.

“Yeah? Why’s that?” Scout asked in a snarky tone, manspreading even wider.

“Dummkopf. You weigh less than I do! If I sit on you, I am going to be crushing you this entire ride.” Medic explained in an agitated tone. Scout deviously snickered at the doctor’s words. The runner was fully aware of that already. That was the entire reason he had raced over to claim the seat in the first place. This was a rare opportunity to have the doctor right where he wanted him.

“You ain’t big enough to break me! Quit actin’ like I’m some toothpick. Now quit flappin’ ya gums and get in the truck.” Scout sternly ordered while folding his arms. Medic continued to glare at him, clenching his fists. Scout instinctually flinched, assuming he was going to get forcibly removed from his seat. Surprisingly, Medic refrained from doing so. He took a deep breath and finally climbed up into the truck.

“Fine.” Medic replied in defeat, swiftly shutting the door behind him. Scout immediately perked up from being slumped over in his seat. Straightening himself out and moving his legs closer together. Medic had smoothed out his lab coat before carefully sitting down onto his colleague’s lap. Scout anxiously bit down on his lip as he felt the doctor’s full weight on top of him. Trying his best to contain his composure. Meanwhile, Medic was quietly seething in his seat. He decided to begrudgingly avoid eye contact with both of his teammates for the time being. Feeling utterly humiliated and emasculated. Engineer let out a sigh of relief and began pulling the truck out of the driveway. Driving outside of the base and onto the dirt road they would be glued to for the next hour.

“Do you seriously want to be like this for the next hour?” Medic asked with his back facing the shorter man.

‘Oh, God yes.’ Scout desperately thought to himself.

“It could be worse.” Scout replied with a small shrug. Medic sighed as he whipped out his pocket sized crossword puzzle book. The three mercenaries were now locked in for a two hour long car ride with each other. Scout put his headphones back on, resting his head back into both of his palms. Secretly enjoying the current view, a beefed up German maniac sat on top of him.

⏳

The first hour had passed and their manual labor was all done for that day. The three of them had stopped at a gas station while on the way back to base. Once done with his much needed bathroom break, Scout made sure to hurry back to his seat after getting his fill of beef jerky. Throwing his hat and sunglasses off and onto the truck’s dashboard while plopping back into his seat. Medic grumbled as he walked out of the gas stations doors and back over to the truck. He swung open the passenger door and climbed back inside.

“You seem very passionate about this seating arrangement. Why is that?” Medic asked in a snarky tone. Scout was caught off guard by that question. Letting out a frustrated groan before replying.

“I’ll give you two reasons why. One, because I called shotgun. And two, because I like how pissed off you get about it.” Scout slyly replied. Medic furrowed his eyebrows even further, glaring daggers at the young man’s devious and arrogant smirk.

“C’mon doc, just sit back down and I’ll share my jerky with ya.” Scout continued on, teasingly patting his lap. It was a miracle the doctor hadn’t violently choked him out yet. Medic rolled his eyes and begrudgingly sat back down in his lap. Scout grabbed the stick of jerky beside him and offered it to Medic.

“No thanks.” Medic piped up, taking back out his crossword book from his pocket.

“Suit yourself.“ Scout replied. Taking a huge bite of the delicious processed meat stick immediately after. Once devouring it all, he threw the jerky wrapper onto the floor of the truck. Both men silently waited for Engineer to refill his coffee cup, as well as fill up the gas tank to the truck. Scout began to feel very anxious all of a sudden. Not knowing where to put his hands this time around. He awkwardly placed them to his side, drawing his hand back quickly. He had accidentally touched Medic’s thigh. The doctor couldn’t help but notice his teammate’s sudden switch in behavior from the corner of his eye. Analyzing his hesitant expression and body language. The Scout’s cocky demeanor had diminished completely. Medic suddenly threw his crossword puzzle book onto the dashboard of the truck. Shifting over onto the younger man’s lap. Crossing his legs and sitting sideways, now facing him directly. Scout's eyes lingered on the doctor's pointed boot crossing over his thigh. Medic suddenly grabbed the young man’s lanky wrist. Scout yelped in fear, resembling a stray mutt caught in the doctor’s grasp.

“I know exactly why you want me sat here.” Medic proclaimed with a salacious grin.

‘Aw crap.’ Scout immediately thought to himself. The runner was left speechless with his cheeks flushed red. His eyes darted up and down the doctor, quietly panicking on what to say next. Medic lightly snickered before speaking again.

“So ein böser Junge. I never would have expected you to be even remotely interested.” Medic flirtatiously continued on. Guiding the runner’s gloved hand back over onto his thigh. Scout couldn’t contain himself any longer and began desperately fondling the doctor’s body. Gliding both hands all over his teammate’s thick, muscular thighs. Nearly drooling at the fact Medic willingly placed his hands where he’d been wanting to set them this entire time. Medic snickered devilishly at the young man’s desperate touch and pathetic whimpers. The doctor couldn’t help but find his shame filled, beady eyes alluring. Scout shyly rested his head onto Medic’s shoulder.

“I-I’m sorry! I can’t help it! You look damn good a-and you smell so nice.” Scout anxiously admitted in defeat. Eagerly drowning in the doctor’s clean scented cologne mixed in with a light chemical scent lingering on his lab coat. Medic snickered, watching the mutt underneath him desperately fidget and grind up against him. Medic then wrapped one arm around Scout’s shoulders, pulling him in closer. Beginning to gently pat the young man’s shoulder.

“It’s alright, just try not to get too riled up. We still have a long way home.” Medic warned.

“I-I know. It’ll go away, I promise!” Scout bashfully said. Referring to a certain issue poking underneath the doctor’s thighs. The truck door loudly swung open and Engineer plopped back into the drivers seat. Scout flinched, immediately shutting his eyes and went into hiding. Burying his face deep into the crook of Medic’s neck. Engineer set his coffee into the cup holder and glanced over at his two teammates with a confused expression.

“Looks like y’all finally made up.” Engineer quietly mentioned. Noticing their position had changed and how they were more entangled into each other. Medic gently caressed the back of Scout’s head.

“Ja, I much prefer him when he is like this. Unconscious and silent.” Medic slyly whispered. Implying the young man was asleep. Scout was relieved that Medic had lied on the spot for him. He continued to act limp. Engineer chuckled quietly.

“Well, just one more hour to get through and we’ll be back in time for supper.” Engineer whispered with a small grin. He soon started up the truck again, driving out of the gas station and back onto the bumpy dirt road.

Half an hour had passed and Scout legitimately did fall asleep. Snoring lightly as he nuzzled into the doctor’s soft chest. Medic ended up drifting off into a nap as well. Engineer glanced over at them occasionally with a wide grin. Just the other day, both his teammate's were relentlessly arguing over who would get shotgun. Now here they were, fast asleep in each other's arms.

[th3tism]

Could you do mercs and SO who has a bad injury (bed ridden)?

I'm sorry I don't have anything silly to say 😔

Mercs: pyro, medic, heavy

Mercs with bedridden s/o

Pyro:

He was SO worried for you

He just wanted you to be ok

When you woke up he RUSHED to where you were

He didn't care if Medic said you weren't ready for visitors. He doesn't care.

He's with you everyday until you get better

Medic:

He feels really bad

But he's confident in his ability to take care of you

You're getting soup, ice packs, whatever it takes to make you better

(although in hindsight he could use the medigun to make you feel better... BUT THATS NOT CUTE SO SHUT UP!!!)

Heavy:

Like Medic, he's making sure that you're as comfortable as possible. No matter what.

He feels awful that he couldn't protect you from whatever made you bed ridden

But, he thinks that taking care of you will help

He's just glad you're alive

[awfullordhenry]

BRUD HAS A HAIR

[megsiepoo]

            "So, what did you wish to speak about?" Medic inquired, retrieving his pen and returning to his paperwork. This was how it often went for the pair, one rambling about some topic while the other busied himself, idly listening and offering the occasional response.             "Bumped into Scout just a bit ago," Engineer began, a frown settling back onto his face. "Poor fella seemed pretty upset."             "Oh?" Medic answered, half listening. Engineer nodded, not that the doctor was looking at him to see it.             "Yeah, it's his first Smissmas away from home. He's rather put out about it; can't say I blame him. Just wish there was something we could do about it, ya know? Cheer him up some."

Boom surprise fic!

I thought it would be fun to write something for the holidays. Didn't expect to do it in one day though lol. Let's just ignore the several other wips I have at the moment.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoy! Feedback appreciated as always and thanks for reading!

And Merry Smissmas!

[desired-fantasy-writings]

TF2 Masterlist

Please read the rules before requesting!

(If you want to check out a characters specific masterlist its linked on the name of the character.)

Scout

Spy

Demoman

Engineer

Heavy

Medic

Sniper

Pyro

[yaikat]

TF2 Valentines Week FLUFF Day 1 - Defend/Save/Food

this drawing is fucking cursed. i drew it 3 times. i dont know whats going on w the colors. fuck it we ball

[h0mo-gatoxp]

hiiiiii I base this on a beautiful drawing I saw on twitter, the artist doesn't have a tumblr so I can't post it but you can follow him on twitter @rabidratbaby_ an if u want u can also follow me for see my other things and interact @h0mo_gato

[jermer10]

This might be a weird request but can you do one where you're dating the Mercenaries and you figure out your pregnant so you tell them?

TF2 mercs with a pregnant s/o

afab reader | this req wasn't weird at all! thank you op, and i apologize for it taking so long to write! <3

drabbles under the cut :P

Scout: - being the youngest of 8, he wasn't exactly aware of pregnancy signs first hand, though he had heard things from his ma and brothers - so when he noticed you had been sicker, sleeping longer, and having food aversions to things you would otherwise love, he had slowly put pieces of the puzzle together - doesn't wanna bring it up with you, he doesn't want to alarm you, and slyly implies getting a pregnancy test after he sees you vomiting for the 3rd morning that week - when he finds out, he is ecstatic!!! <33333 - would LOVE it if his kids were into baseball, definitely the playing catch in the yard kid of dad - has always been big on having a family, but can't help but also feel incredibly nervous??? - his dad was never there, would he even be a good dad? spoiler alert, he is an amazing dad

Soldier: - completely oblivious to the idea that you could be pregnant, and instead sends you to the infirmary thinking you had just eaten some bad bread - to his complete and utter shock, you came out pregnant - "honey, no, i was already pregnant..." there's no use, he doesn't care who made you pregnant, he was going to be a dad! - is already picturing your white picket fence american life together with 2.5 kids and a dog - doesn't believe in maternity leave, will try to get you onto the battlefield despite the fact that you are seven months pregnant and can barely walk (medic has to explain why you cannot, soldier is outraged) - the kind of guy who really wants a son but is blessed with a daughter instead and ends up having more in common with her - "CAN WE HAVE ANOTHER ONE?" he is so sweet like actually <333

Demoman: - demo is always sick, it comes with the alcoholism - but when you're sick? he is worried, like, extremely worried - at first he thinks it's the flu, maybe gastro? anything but what all the signs point to, please don't be pregnancy - when you show him the positive tests, he holds you and cries - he is so terrified at the idea of being a father, he's an alcoholic, he's never had to take care of anything in his life, not even himself - god, he couldn't bare having to explain the egregious duty of abandoning their child until they come of age, like his parents had done to him, and theirs to them - but, he also really wanted a family with you - he saw how happy this baby would make you, how excited you were to have one with him - when he sees his baby for the first time, he knows that he made the right choice

Heavy: - having three younger sisters, he knew what pregnancy was like - and when his father was executed, he knew he had to protect those sisters as if they were his own children - he absolutely loves the idea of having a small family with you, a peaceful life without bloodshed - so when you come to him, teary eyed, holding what looked like a pregnancy test, he didn't hesitate to embrace you in the most suffocating, loving hug he could muster - "У нас будет ребенок!" he is so incredibly happy - he treats you like royalty, spoils you so hard (as if he didn't already) - his mother and sisters knit you baby clothes!!!! <33333 - will not let anyone near you, he absolutely refuses any harm to you or your baby, if you get sick he ails your illness, if you are hurt he treats your wounds - you are the most precious thing to him, and now so is your baby

Engineer: - it wouldn't come as a surprise to him at all, as you had likely discussed having a baby and trying for one multiple times beforehand - that doesn't stop him from bawling his eyes out anyway - you hold each other for hours, happily crying and giggling about how your future together will look - designs all the baby furniture with added features to make your life easier - feeding bowls that prevent food spillage, chairs that are completely non slip, a baby cradle with an inbuilt monitor and mobile with little wooden tools and machinery - the most proactive father any child could ever want in their lives, he will drop everything to support you and this baby - invests in his kid's hobbies, shows up to every baseball game, every recital, every play

Medic: - medic's never really thought about having kids before - he could honestly live without ever having them - he's giving you a physical, when he notices some of the telltale physical pregnancy signs and decides to give you a test - oh fuck! you were pregnant! - immediate panic mode, he has no idea how to be a father! he offers multiple options for you to undergo surgery to remove it - if you are insistent on having this baby, he decides that he has no choice but to be a dad - at first he ignores this kid, i mean, he is a busy man after all and he never wanted this child in the first place - but this kid follows him EVERYWHERE, and he just cant help but adore the little guy - "ah, it was inevitable really, zhe little scamp just vouldn't leave me alone!" "you know you're allowed to love our kid, right?"

Sniper: - has never wanted kids, it wasn't you, really, he just didn't find them practical - i mean, he lives in a van?? where would you even fit a kid? and surely it wouldn't be healthy to raise one in that sort of environment - he sort of supposes that seeing you holding your baby would be cute, and he wouldn't mind having a little family someday - when you break the news to him, you look visually nervous - shaking, eyes wet and red, probably from crying before you even told him, it breaks his heart seeing you this way - when you finally ask what you should do, despite all common sense, he tells you that he wants to keep the baby - your reaction was all worth it to him - you immediately plan to upsize, looking for a small house together and moving in shortly before the baby is born - he fully comes around to the idea of a child after meeting his own

Spy: - the thought of having a kid turns him off, he is far too emotionally unavailable as it is - you know about scout, and you know the immense guilt and pain spy felt after abandoning him - so when you tell him that you're pregnant, he calmly asks you what you are going to do - he won't talk you out of having the baby, but he will not be active in his child's life whatsoever - you bet that he will, and so, he takes you up on that bet - he has no intent on leaving you despite not wanting this kid, if anything the idea of proving you wrong amuses him more - then, when you aren't around, he spends time with the kid, clothes it, feeds it, plays with it - and when you come home and see them together, it's safe to say he had lost the bet

[psychopathseraphim]

TF2 - Requests are OPEN!

Hhhyello, friends! I write preferences (I have for other fandoms) but I’ve recently gotten back into TF2… Just dropping by to say that TF2 requests are open :]]

Notes:

Updates might be slow, due to the mere fact that I could be occupied with other forms of work

3 character MAX when requesting!

I will write:

Fluff, angst, lime, lemon

Scenarios, headcanons, imagines

Any kind of reader (as long as it abides by the standard of decency)

All 9 mercenaries + Miss Pauling

I will NOT write:

Full-length oneshots

Pedophilia, rape, incest

X OCs (your OC might be a little out of character when I write them)

[habitabel]

I saw a TikTok of these 2 people from Australia that had visited the U.S. and experienced snow for the first time and it was so cute how they reacted and of course my brain immediately thought of a sniper x reader fic where reader shows him snow... So like if someone wrote that for me I'd really appreciate it 💚

[paninicupcakke]

Winter Wrap Up ☃️🪵🔥

(Fluff HeavyMedic oneshot + Engie & offense team mentioned)

-(They are all still mercs in this fic btw! I just wanted to make a Heavy loadout with his new beard for fun :3)

Location: Red base

Medic was stood in front of a window looking out towards the back patio of their base. Silently admiring the snowy wooded area not too far from them. Four of his bundled up teammate’s were currently outside enjoying the cold weather. Soldier, Pyro and Scout were all participating in an intense snowball fight. Meanwhile, Heavy was a few feet away from them. Axe in hand while in the middle of chopping up some firewood. The doctor’s eyes lingered on the Russian’s hands. Even through his fitted gloves, some of his veins were visible. Medic eerily watched as he slowly brought the axe up over his head. Witnessing him quickly swing down the axe, splitting a wooden log in half as if it were a slice of butter. The doctor bashfully flinched. Anxiously adjusting his glasses as he let out a small sigh. Feeling oddly envious of the now shredded up wooden log. Continuing to lovingly stare at his partner through the window.

“Hey Doc, would you mind taking these outside?” Engineer suddenly asked. Medic flinched, quickly turning around to face the man behind him. There stood Engineer, holding a metal tray full of several steamy mugs of hot cocoa.

“Ja.” Medic quickly replied. Carefully taking the tray from his hands.

“I figured you wouldn’t mind.” Engineer said with a sly grin. He walked over towards the back door and held it open for Medic. The doctor quickly stepped outside onto the patio. The offense team had all quickly noticed and decided to pause their snowball fight. All three of them eagerly ran over onto the patio and towards the doctor. Scout was the first one to grab up one of the warm mugs.

“Hell yeah, thanks doc.” Scout piped up before taking a small sip of cocoa. Pyro muffled a “thank you” as well before taking his very own cat shaped mug.

“Whatchu got there?” Soldier asked while tilting his head. The last one to make his way over to Medic.

“Here, Engineer made some hot chocolate.” Medic replied with an eager grin. Soldier quickly grabbed a warm mug from the tray and began chugging it down. Medic quickly averted his attention over towards Heavy who was several feet away from them. He set down the metal tray onto a wooden table nearby. Quickly making his way over to him with a mug of warm cocoa in hand. Heavy was in the middle of picking up a split chunk of wood and setting it off into a large pile beside him. Medic casually sat down onto the tree stump the Russian had been using as a cutting board. Eagerly sat underneath dozens of leftover axe marks. Heavy had his back towards Medic, once turning around he perked up at the sight of him. It’s as if the doctor appeared out of thin air. Medic then extended his arm to hand over the mug to Heavy.

“Here. Drink it while it’s warm.” Medic offered with a wide grin. Heavy gently took the mug from him.

“Thank you, doctor.” Heavy replied with a wide grin.

“You’re welcome. Well, I didn’t make it. Engineer did.” Medic bashfully replied. Silently fixating on how small the mug looked in Heavy’s grasp. The doctor’s heart could hardly keep up. He lovingly gazed up and down at Heavy. Admiring his cozy attire paired with his lovely form. Heavy took a couple of small sips of cocoa.

“Is very good. I prefer little marshmallows over the big ones.” Heavy piped up.

“Ja, aren’t they cute?” Medic shyly replied. Heavy nodded as he continued to drink, silently looking down at the unusual spot Medic chose to sit on. The doctor casually leaned back onto the large tree stump. Holding his weight with both of his hands while crossing one leg over the other. Heavy couldn’t help but silently gaze at the doctor’s relaxed demeanor. It was always a delight to have some much needed time off for the holidays.

“That should be enough logs for now. You should come inside for a small break.” Medic eagerly suggested, glancing down at the pile of firewood. Heavy’s cheeks flushed at the doctor’s angelic tone.

“Is getting tiresome.” Heavy shyly admitted. Medic quickly stood back up, taking a step closer and caressing the Russian’ forearm up to his bicep. Heavy instinctually propped up his elbow. Allowing Medic’s hands to cling onto his inner elbow and nuzzle up close to keep warm. A wide, bashful smile crept across Heavy’s cheeks. The Russian had a cup of hot cocoa in one hand and his lover on his arm. This day couldn’t have gotten any better. This snowy weather was just another excuse to be huddled side by side. Both men eagerly walked alongside each other as they made their way back inside of the base. All three offense teammates were stood on the patio, finishing up their hot coca. Scout’s eyes lingered on the couple as they made their way back indoors. Enviously wishing he had a loved one to cling onto his arm or vice versa. The lonesome runner couldn’t help but glance at the couple through the window. Watching Heavy and Medic sit down on the sofa and canoodle by the fireplace. Scout suddenly let out an saddened groan.

“What’s wrong?” Soldier asked while tilting his head. Noticing the runner’s sudden change in demeanor.

“Nothin’ really. I just hate being single during the holidays. It sucks! I wanna wear matching hats and cuddle by the fire with someone. Is that too much to ask?” Scout bluntly complained.

“Well…uhh…we could all wear matching hats and cuddle by the fire together?” Soldier suggested. Pyro perked up at his idea and nodded eagerly. Scout let out a sigh.

“I guess.” Scout begrudgingly obliged, followed by a small shrug.

“I’ll go steal us some hats!” Soldier declared before stomping off back inside of the base. Headed down the hall over to Demoman’s room.

“And I’ll start the fire!” Pyro eagerly piped up. Setting down his hot cocoa and pulling out a metal lighter from his pocket. Scout’s eyes widened in fear.

“Wait, wait no! We already have a fire inside!” Scout yelled while frantically trying to grab the lighter from Pyro. Meanwhile indoors, both Heavy and Medic were both soaking up the base’s warm fireplace. The doctor had swung both his legs over the Russian’s lap, nuzzling him close while caressing his jawline. Heavy had an arm wrapped around him and was currently trailing small kisses along the doctor’s cheek. The Russian suddenly paused, his eyes wideNed as he caught a glimpse of the chaos forming outside through the window.

“I hate to stop but…Pyro is setting patio table on fire.” Heavy quietly mentioned.

“Huh?!” Medic flinched and immediately turned his head to look out the window. The wooden table outside on the patio was now up in flames. Both men watched Scout frantically drag over a fire extinguisher.

“Uh oh. Uhh…should we go help them?” Medic hesitantly asked.

“Yes…but I don’t really want to right now.” Heavy bashfully admitted.

“Ja me neither. Let’s go hide in our room and pretend we didn’t see anything.” Medic quietly suggested with a sly grin.

“Sounds like good plan.” Heavy happily agreed. Both men quickly stood up from the sofa and hurried off down the hallway off to their bedroom. Meanwhile, Engineer was still preoccupied over in the kitchen. He was in the middle of cooking up a big pot of chili for supper. The Texan had his back turned and hadn’t noticed the sneaky couple flee the scene.

“Y’all smell that?…guys?- AH?! WHAT IN SAM HELL?!” Engineer shrieked, nearly dropping the wooden spoon in his hand. Noticing the large flames currently outside of the window. He quickly set the spoon back into his pot of chili and ran outside to help.

[cbsxreader]

Lazy days with the Tf2 gang!

Scout

A whole lotta trash food and TV

Scout doesn't even think twice when you ask for a lazy day.

He digs up all the snacks he has hidden in his room, some more apetizing than others..

You spend your day, chilling in bed and watching movies...and getting food poisoning...

Soldier

He'll try to nudge you out of bed, but eventually joins you, but not before warning the entire team to not bother you two.

He changes into nothing but grey sweatpants.

Then you watch comedies and documentaries all day.

He has a self-given duty to call all mercs for mealtimes, so he'll carry you with him, announce the meal and then ask you, if you want to stay.

Pyro

Get ready to stay in your pajamas allll day!

You build a pillow fort with a TV and stuffed toys inside, where you spend your day, watching cartoons.

Also you eat nothing but brightly coloured cereal and marshmallows.

Demoman

When you decide to have a lazy day, you two don't even leave the bed, unless you need to use the bathroom or grab something to eat.

There's a whole lotta cuddles with him.

If you want food or there's a chore that needs to be done, you'll have to play a bit of rock, paper, scissors to decide who leaves the bed.

Engineer

Engineer will try to get work done, but will give in, when you suggest today to be a lazy day.

He changes into more comfortable clothing and makes you whatever drink you'd like.

If you get called for a meal time, he will just grab you two servings and eat in bed.

He'd also love to cuddle.

Heavy

Despite your protests, Heavy will complete miniature tasks, that don't take up much time.

You two eventually compromise, by him letting you lay on his back, arms wrapped around his neck. Like a koala and her baby.

He'll cook ANYTHING for you as well.

Medic

Just like a lot of the mercs, he wants to work, but he's the one who doesn't give in so quickly.

You beg for him to stop working, but he's already laid down a team member on the operating table.

The teammate sees your pleading eyes, winks, and excuses themselves, leaving the lab.

Now that his patient has left, he has no choice but to join you in bed. The next day, he will be more energetic than ever before.

Sniper

Again, he takes his job very seriously, so he'll try to dress in his uniform and go practice, but the sight of you spread across his bed, tangling yourself in the blanket, convinces him to stay.

Most of the day is spent napping and cuddling.

He becomes more talkative as well, telling stories of his own and asking you random questions about you.

If you want to eat, or something actually needs to be done, he'll do it, since he's the one who wanted to work.

Spy

Just like Heavy, he tries to do small tasks, before you step in and say that you don't want to do anything today.

He obliges, but not before taking a few books with him, joining you in bed.

If you ask him to, he'll read out loud for you.

If you fall asleep, he just might leave for a bit for a smoke or something, but he'll quickly return.

Ms. Pauling

Sadly, the lazy day comes only once a year, but that doesn't mean you won't enjoy it.

Ms. Pauling still tries to get work done on the side, but that's what you're here for.

You have to drag her into bed and serve her breakfast with a cup of relaxing tea to make her stay.

And, maybe, a massage or a nice bath will make her feel better. Sure, it may not turn out to be such a lazy day for you, but maybe it's worth it to see your girlfriend not seem so tense anymore ♡.