#mick m mundy

[reggie-fish]

goo medic and his forgetful sniper art style test

[stimpry]

i made a murdoc one :(

some frames from Rock the House that remind me of scout closeups + ref under cut

[afterhourwriting]

Man, it’s been a while…

….

Here’s a TF2 Fic I made a while ago for Wattpad! :D

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TL;DR: The reader and Sniper don’t particularly enjoy each other and are locked in a crate by a BLU Soldier. Hijinks and boners ensue. Also, beware of my obsession with commas. This is kind of short for me

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“I know you don’t particularly enjoy touching, but I think it’s a little bit too late for that.” Finding yourself locked in a heavy crate that had a sentry on top with a man that smelt like gunpowder, sweat and piss was not what you thought was going to happen today. Your sentence didn’t get a response, all you heard was a simple grumble and the sound of the BLU Soldier celebrating that he captured you.

You tried to adjust as best as you could but- “Sniper, move your fat ass out of the way!” “My fat ass? That’s bloody rich. I can’t move anymore than you can, drongo!” His chest was heavy against yours, his hands carefully placed by your head. Meanwhile, underneath him, your legs were pressed against his waist and your hands were trying to keep the man’s body as far from yours as possible. “Why you of all people? I’d much rather be stuck in here with Scout.”

“Careful what ya wish for, sheila. Now quiet down so I can think.” Sniper grumbled in your ear as his musk filled your senses. The silence was deafening and you could practically hear your heart beating in your head. As claustrophobic as it was, you tried to take your mind off of the situation by thinking of what you might do when you get out. Make some tea? Maybe cook something up to eat? Noodles sound so good right-… what the fuck was pressing into you? You’d reach down and try to feel it out if you weren’t already suspicious and if there was enough room.

Your lips parted to speak, but god knows that even if you asked him you did NOT want to know the answer. “Mick?” “What’s it now?” “Tell me that’s just a pistol in your pocket and not… tell me you just brought in a gun from outside?”

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THE SILENCE. ISN’T. HELPING.

“MICK! You are so GROSS.” You shouted in disgust, now kicking at his legs as if that’s going to do… anything. It’s the thought that counts though. “Oi! Can’t kick me; ‘s basic human biology. I’m weak! Y’got on bloody tights for Christ’s sakes, what ‘m I supposed to do?!” Mick yelled back, grabbing at your ankles to try and keep you from kicking anymore. “DON’T. BE. DISGUSTING! Get away from me, asshole!”

“WHERE THE HELL AM I GONNA GO?!”

Your commotion was loud, no doubt, and it lightly shook the crate you two were unfortunately locked in. What wasn’t apparent was that you were quickly gathering an audience. “I SWEAR, if they don’t kill us, I’m killing you MYSELF, MUNDY!” “Big. Fucking. Talk! You act like you ain’t never given a man a stiffy!”

A few of the BLU team had surrounded the crate, including Soldier who seemed very proud of himself. He’s got two of the RED team, he’s got intelligence, today was a good day. For him anyways. “Well, they sound friendly, don’t they?” Spy muttered in annoyance, practically plugging his ears as your fight continued on.

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A/N: I had fun writing this. Also little “glossary” here for those that didn’t study up on Australian slang that is a totally normal thing to do and can’t make educated guessed (it’s okay, you’re still a wonderful reader)

Drongo: “Idiot” or “Stupid fellow”

Sheila: Coming from the Irish name Síle, which was exclusively used for women, sheila is considered a mild Australian slang insult for “girl” or “woman”

Stiffy is self explanatory, guys. Come on.

[prettyboypistol]

The recent Scout one shot was so good >.< could you do a similar one shot for Sniper? Love your writing!!

Secrets of an Isolationist || TF2 Sniper x M!Reader 18+

[Stalker-ish Behavior][Scent Kink][Bottom Sniper][Cross-Faction][Masturbation][One-Sided Pining][Possessive Behavior]

Mick Mundy knew he was fucked up mentally. He didn't like socializing with other people, he refused to get too personal or buddy-buddy, even with people on his own team! Mick was a sniper, through and through- the only clear vision he ever felt comfortable with was through his beloved scope.

He watched you constantly ever since he developed feelings for you. To him, that color looked terrible on you as you ran throughout the battleground. You'd look so much better with his shirt draped over you- preferably opened up as you'd look up at him with those stupidly gorgeous eyes of yours but god damn he couldn't think right when it came to you! You had encountered him in close-quarters once, where you thought you could dispatch the enemy Sniper when you were too up and personal for his gun to get you. That resulted in a rather quick respawn and the bandanna that you tied around your neck as a good luck charm stolen. You noticed immediately and groaned. Of course that little weasel liked trophies. Whatever, you had more in your locker anyway.

To Mick, the cloth was as close as he could ever muster to you, breathing in the smell of your sweat and sweetness of your soap as he groaned softly. He had kept the bandanna close, hidden in one of his pockets for the rest of the day until he was alone in his van. Mick unfastened his pants, which already had a sizable tent that strained against the front seams. He wanted so desprately to just tell you how he felt, to be close to you! Practiced hands pumped his cock as Mick breathed again into the crook of the bandanna as he whispered your name- more of a growl than anything. He thought over that fight you had earlier today, what if it had been different?

If Sniper had it his way, he would have pinned you against the wall, wrists at your sides as he sank to his knees. You'd protest defiantly, but still cant your hips towards his face, a rather sightly erection pressed against Sniper's cheek to show just how badly you wanted Mick to take control. He'd pull down your pants and underwear with his teeth, only to suck you off as you moaned and struggled against his grip. Mick wanted to dominate you in every sense of the word. If he let go of your hands and you tugged his hair, he'd melt into a puddle of pathetically needy whimpers and choked out begs for you to actually choke him as you'd fuck him senseless, all while berating him for being such a creep.

"God yeah, fuckin' call me out love-" Mick gasped. "Jerking off to a little prize I stole, too scared to fuckin' talk to you."

Sniper was a man of patence and stamina ususally, but overwhelmed by the fact that Mick had a small piece of to finally touch, Sniper groaned as he bit the bandanna harshly and came. Jesus Christ, he had never had an orgasm that powerful before. Shallow breaths of delusion flooded Mick's mind as the scent of you drugged him happily.

Maybe he could say hi to you next time there was a neutral day.

[rorichuu]

raaah! i love your acc layout /gen omg >:O !!

anyway, if it’s not too much to ask for could i request sniper x fem(or gn) reader who’s basically miss paulings assistant? (lol the asisstants-asisstant), like miss pauling is out of work one day and reader takes her place ^^

thanks sm! it can be hc’s, or a fic or like, whatever u want basically cuz i think it’s a pretty complicated req :’) it’s 100% okay if you can’t complete the req/don’t feel comfortable doing so :D

close eye — sniper x assistant!reader

pairing: sniper x fem!reader

authors note: omg hello! and thank you so much! :D this is such a fun request, i seriously loved writing this! also omg this might be a bit jumbled cuz it's 2:51 AM heheh so please bear with me :) — thank you for the request, friend!

disclaimer: none besides the use of sniper's real name (mick, mundy, etc.)! enjoy!

when you were introduced by miss pauling right before she had to leave was pretty brief.

she's a busy woman! and you accepted the temporary position happily!

but as you greeted everyone, one man stayed behind; observing.

as curious as you were, you tried to advance, but was sorely interrupted by a chatty scout.

as politely as you could, you tried to pry from the conversation, only to find the tall new zealander to be far gone.

with a defeated huff, you began the day as you previously intended.

honestly, this man is kinda nervous around you in some sorts.

he probably hasn't interacted with a woman outside of miss pauling (merely because of his job, he's obviously greeted women before)

but as much as he had thought of coming up to you, he always kinda of scurried away before you could catch sight of him

a little nervous and very skeptical...

.

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The horrid sun beat down on your skin as you frustratingly looked through the papers clipped on Miss Pauling's board. You were biting your lip in concentration to finally catch what you were looking for. "Aha!" You exclaim in victory. You look up, eyes immediately squinting at your forgetfulness. You held the clipboard with one hand as the other lifted to your forehead to dismiss the sun the best you could, to finally catch sight of Sniper's van. "Can't hide from me..." You whisper to yourself before you march over.

You come to a stop at the van door, lifting your hand to raise a loud knocking sound to catch his attention. You waited patiently before hearing the sound of his boots hitting against the paved wood. You were then greeted by the man's presence. His eyebrows furrowed, lips forming a thin line in observation of your awaiting figure. His red sleeves were rolled up, one hand on the door handle, the other on the door frame. Sniper leaned out, his figure shadowing yours as he waited expectantly. "Yes?" His voice spoke low, informing you he had possibly just woken up from a nap.

You caught yourself staring, cheeks flushed red at his ruffled hair and button-down shirt. (Although, it could very well be the heat...) You clear your throat. "Yes! I know we haven't properly met... but I have a job that requires you," You said, noticing the man sending you a curt nod. "Uhm, right. And, of course, these are all confirmed by Miss Pauling! I'm simply her messenger and advisor for the day." You happily said, lifting the mood as the man took in your words. With a small acknowledged hum, his arm begun to pull back; and the door then closed.

"Sure, mate." Bam.

? ? ?

"What?" You muttered out, stepping back a bit before looking around rapidly. What just happened!? "M-Mr. Mundy! I haven't even explained what the job pertains to!" You tried to reason, but as time slowly started to slip by, he gave you zero sign that he was interested.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. 3 hours after y/n's introductions .

Sniper held his gun close as he observed you quietly. With one eye shut and the other following you.

Sniper was admittedly suspicious.

Of course, Miss Pauling had directly introduced you to everyone... but occasions like this were rare. So he did what no other merc even considered doing.

He observed your every move.

Sniper's lip curled in a small scowl, ripping away from his scope as he noticed you chatting away with Medic over some job, he was sure. Now listen, Sniper wasn't trying to find some dirt on you, he was just cautious. He had to be! That's what part of his job entailed! But your bubbly presence made it hard to suspect you. Desperately, he tried to let it go. But he couldn't help but have his mind think about just you.

Why couldn't he stop thinking about you?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. the present .

"Mister Mundy, if you don't take this job, Miss Pauling will be quite upset with the both of us! God forbid the administrator gets involved... Ugh, Sniper get out here right now!" Of course, this didn't work. Sniper was snickering in his van as he leaned against his seat near the door. His arms were crossed and one leg lay limp on his knee. Mick wore a cocky smile that left you raising your hand and bickering with a shut door, this was quite entertaining.

You huff, hand resting on the top of your head now as you admit defeat. The sun began to drunken your mind as you swayed slightly, leaning against the vehicle, you began to fan yourself with the clipboard. You just accepted the fact you may get in trouble with this.

... Slowly, time passed, it had been a short minute that Sniper began to grow suspicious of the sudden quietness that lurked outside his door. He then heard a small thump and a sliding noise erupt from beyond the wall he sat against. He began to stand, hand now wrapped against the handle as he leaned outside to find the sun taking it's unruly toll on you. "Mind if I come in?"

"Yeah yeah, don't kill yourself out here, mate..."

While his thick accent invited you in, begrudgingly, you nearly ran inside with how fast you wanted to escape the unforgiving heat. He looked over his shoulder to find you faced directly in front of his fan, watching you slump thankfully against the breeze. He scoffed, grabbing two mugs to start a new coffee pot.

"The job," this had caught your attention immediately. "Tell me about it." With a low rumble of his voice, you found yourself watching his back as he grabbed coffee beans and his small machine... which lay in the back of his remote kitchen. Your eyes lit up in clear relief.

"Mhm, right, of course," You cleared your throat, remaining professional the best you could. "There's obvious suspicion up in Teufort... you and the others are needed to scope the enemy in hopes of eliminating any future advances." You snicker. Sniper turns around.

"Was that... a pun?"

"Perhaps."

"Cripes..." Sniper's lips fall into a small smile, turning back to aid to the coffee before walking back over. "Drink." He replies shortly, hand out while he offers the hot coffee. You take it before he leans back and sits right where he was before. You take it graciously after you thank him.

The van keeps quiet for a while, a comfortable silence as you made some notes and read the rest of Miss Pauling's clipboard. "You done then?" Your ears twitch at the sudden sound, you take a second to respond.

"Pardon?" You turn, facing him as your eyes follow up to his. He's looking down at his mug before maintaining eye-contact with you.

"After this. You're gone?" This time his question is much more clear. You can tell Sniper doesn't like eye contact, keeping his space and eyes wandering. You notice this. You let out a small huff.

"Ah, I'll be outta your hair before you know it." You joke, although your shoulders slump in a saddened way. Sniper looks at you in the corner of his eye before taking another slug of his coffee.

"Bummer..."

"Yes, I know. You'd best be celebrating soon- ... uh, hm?" Your head lifts from your papers to see the man swirling his mug before looking at you.

"I said bummer." He repeats himself before he's left getting another cup. You can feel your cheeks getting red... and you being. Very confused. Your hand twitches, almost losing your pen before regaining your composure. "They need'ja out there, best get goin', mate." He announced before turning around and leaning on his counter, looking at you over his mug. You flush once more.

"Right, I appreciate your time and patience, Sniper," you send a quick smile before brushing down your skirt and handing your mug over. "Thank you for the hospitality." You said quietly, nervous around the Australian. He takes it and nods. “See ya’ around miss.”

Taking that as your sign to leave, the click of your heels are soon echoed and left with a small click of his trailer door. Sniper looks at the handle for a while, anxious to see you again.

You were lovely company.

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rorichuu!

[downundergarfield]

helloo hope you're doing alright. can i get a medic or sniper with a fem s/o who enjoys riling him up or annoying him when he's working so he shuts her up by just making them suck them off?

If it's too filty just a little smooch would suffice.

I liked this idea so much that I decided to do it out of turn!

SNIPER x fem!S/O in which they distract the Sniper from work and get a facefuck

NSFW! Under the cut

The Sniper didn't take you on missions that often. Just because you were too fond of scratching your tongue. But today is a slightly different case. Omit the details, now it's important that you were sitting somewhere in another ambush, around a bunch of boxes, a coffee pot, a couple of jars. You preferred not to look in their direction. And he was sitting on an old box. Slouching again, waiting for someone's forehead, like a hungry spider, a stupid fly. It turns you on. His broad back, leather vest. You looked down at his buttocks. This pose is so natural to him. You approach by looking between the boards. Almost no one is visible. But you notice a BLU Scout coming onto the field. You know what's going to happen. That's why you close your ears.

BOOM

The guy drives his face on the ground, leaving a bloody trail behind him.

A rifle bolt clicks to your left. The cartridge case falls to the floor. A new cartridge is ringing into the rifle, the tall man does not move again.

You swallow. Sometimes you forget that your dear Mr. Mundy is a real cold-blooded killer.

"- Mick"

"-m?" He answers dryly and quickly.

"And what do you feel when you kill a person? I mean, you handled that Scout so quickly...how do you feel when you shoot in the head?"

"- nothing."

"- well, not inter-"

"- Shh. Don't talk."

You are bored, dissatisfied with being shut up. You want to talk!

"- please!- "

" - don't make me regret that Oi took you with me today, mate."

The Sniper says angrily, in a whisper, through his teeth. You're distracting him. You know that. But you like to play with this fire.

"- Mickey!"

"- if you don't stop talkin', I'll have to shut ya up."

He growls, throwing you a sparkling look of blue eyes.

"- I wonder how?~"

You whisper playfully. He looks at you with a certain amount of anger, you see him baring his teeth and hear a quiet growl. Then he abruptly grabs you by the head, quickly pulling you between his legs. You are pressed to the groin and you look up at the man and he smiles, seeing the sparkle in your eyes, and your burning cheeks. The next moment, he unbuckles his belt, followed by his fly, followed by a thin fabric of underwear. And now the warm skin of a half-grown cock is pressed against your lips. You exhale warm air and feel it harden from your lips. You run your tongue over the delicate skin, which responds with a quiet hiss somewhere above. You lick the velvety skin again and he moans softly. His penis hardens enough, then the Sniper takes you by the hair and impales you on a hard erection. You feel how it impudently crashes into your throat, passing and forcing you to squint and let out tears. But to your surprise, he doesn't move, he just holds you like that, letting you suffocate on his penis. Your quiet sobs and moans only turn him on more. You feel that there is not enough air, and then, he lets you go. You pull away from his cock with a loud inhale and several thin lines of saliva stretch from your trembling lips to his wet penis. You don't have time to enjoy oxygen when you are impaled on that hot salty cock again. This time he holds you by the hair, squeezing it somewhat painfully. He pushes his hips into your throat, making you squish. You feel like your face is burning, but it's so nice. His brazen angry thrusts. His beastly pace. Your head is spinning. He just face-fucks you.

"-R..Roo, close..."

The Australian purrs from above and you obediently take his cock, turning it into your open mouth. You slap his tip against your protruding tongue, but then he takes the initiative. You just obediently sit on your knees in front of a man when he strokes himself to the end, pouring a thick white liquid on your tongue. It splashes into your palate and tongue. Salty at first, but then bitter. You swallow anyway, trying not to miss the treat. Mick throws his head back in praise. You lick his head a couple more times to collect the remaining droplets. He strokes your hair and smiles before returning to shooting.

"-Good girl..."

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

That’s how you do it in a bush

Sniper x f!reader: yall fuck outside not really in a bush I just thought him saying that was hot

You were running away from an opposing team member, knife in hand as you searched for a place to lay low for a minute or two. You ran towards a a rock, turned the corner and ran right into the chest of your teams sniper

You shrieked and fell back onto the ground.

“Watch where you’re going Shiela.” He shook himself off and held a hand out towards you

“Sniper, I need to hide somewhere.”

“And why is that? It’s a battle field, mate.”

“Spy, he’s chasing me.”

Sniper sighed and led you behind to his hiding place.

“No one even knows this is over here so don’t blow my cover. Got it?”

You nodded and sat down, your back against the wall of Rocky material.

Sniper went back to his position, aiming at and shooting any of the opposing team members who crossed even slightly into his territory. After a couple of minutes you went to get up and leave but you were met with Sniper once more. Falling right back into his arms like you had countless times before.

“Y/n, I’ve got a bit of “problem”, think you could help me with it?”

You looked up at him as he looked down into your eyes with a pale blush across his face

“What is it-“ you were cut off by the feeling of something pushing against your upper thigh

“Sniper- were on the battlefield, remember?” You said in a low, soft voice

“Mhm.. but no one knows this little spot exists, remember?” He retorted back

You nodded.

“Come on, mate. It’ll be quick” sniper sang into your ear as he kissed your neck

Your thighs clenched together and you caved in “.. fine, be quick.”

“Good girl, turn around, okay?”

You nodded and turned around, hands and face against the rocky wall your back once was against.

Sniper undid his pants and pulled his already hard cock out. He took your pants off, a gloved hand coming to rub your pussy through your wet panties as he pumped his cock some more. Sniper slipped your panties off and teased you with his cock.

“Don’t tease.. come on mundy.”

“Needy? or are you scared someone just might see us?” He said as he slipped the tip of his cock into your soaked pussy

You moaned against the surface you were standing against “Both..”

Sniper chuckled and lifted you against his chest, linking one of his arms behind both of yours then placing the other on your hip. A small bump forming as his cock pressed against your cervix.

Sniper kissed your neck as he began vigorously thrusting in and out of your cunt. Your moans flooding freely. Your mind going blank at the pure feeling of ecstasy washed over you.

“F-uh-ck, m-Mundy..”

“Yeah Sheila? What’s up dear?”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you moaned out “h-harder!”

“You got it baby” Snipers grip o your hip became harder as he fucked into your harder. Your knees were pressed together in an attempt to hold yourself up in fear your legs would give out as they shook. Your slick ran down your legs and onto the dry, dirt filled ground.

“please- keep going.. gonna cu-“

“Not yet. Dont cum yet.” Sniper said as he fucked into your core

“No no no, please mick don’t- don’t do that to me I can’t hold it back anymore please” you pleaded

“You will or ill punish you for misbehaving”

You groaned at the burning sensation growing in your abdomen. You leaned your head back against him, you were way too weak to hold it up at this point

“Just hold on for a little longer, okay doll?”

You attempted to nod in agreement but couldn’t even muster the slightest amount of strength to do that.

“You’re perfect babe, your body, your face, everything about you. God, you get me so hot, how could you ever expect me to resist fucking your beautiful little body into a mess?”

His words sent jolts through your body.

“You ready Sheila? I’m gonna cum, let’s cum together”

This sentence caught your attention, your head shot up

“Fuck fuck fuck! Yes! Cum inside me please, mick please”

“Of course doll..” he said in between thrusts “cum for me baby” he demanded

Just like that his last few thrusts sent you spiraling, your orgasm ripped through you as he filled you deep with his cum. He waited, then let your arms go. You fell against the rock wall again. Sniper chuckled at the state he had left you. He lifted you up and helped you get your clothes back on, properly, after he had situated himself.

Sniper picked you up and took you to his sniping nest

“Stay here bird. You should lay down.” Sniper said, then kissed your forehead.

You nodded and drifted off to sleep.

Getting ready for a hookup and it better play out like this or I’m not ever going back (that’s a lie)

[ao3feed-tf2ships]

Tunnel Vision

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/60371881

by One_Eyed_Mutt

Mick Mundy hates cities. They're loud, and fast-moving, and just generally horrible. So when he takes a contract in Boston, he naturally stays as far away from the hustle and bustle as possible. The place is worn down and creaky, and apparently comes with a few unexpected roommates. ----------------------- just a placeholder for now

Words: 16, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Team Fortress 2

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Scout (Team Fortress 2), Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Spy (Team Fortress 2), Medic (Team Fortress 2), Soldier (Team Fortress 2), Engineer (Team Fortress 2), Demoman (Team Fortress 2), Heavy (Team Fortress 2), Pyro (Team Fortress 2), Scout's Mother (Team Fortress 2), Scout's Family (Team Fortress 2)

Relationships: Scout/Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Heavy/Medic (Team Fortress 2), Demoman/Soldier (Team Fortress 2), Pyro & Scout (Team Fortress 2), Medic & Scout (Team Fortress 2)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Ghosts, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Light Angst, ? - Freeform, Family Issues, because Spy, Scout Knows Spy Is Scout's Parent (Team Fortress 2), Scout is a ghost, Awkward Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Hurt Scout (Team Fortress 2), Scout Needs a Hug (Team Fortress 2), Canon Names Used for Mercenaries (Team Fortress 2), Other Additional Tags to Be Added

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/60371881

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

I take no slander for Sniper's name being Mick btw. I have never seen a more Mick-looking guy since I last looked in the mirror

[hattedhellspawn]

could 👉🏻👈🏻 could we get some 👉🏻👈🏻 sniper headcanons? please and thank you 😊

Absolutely anon ! A lot of these will probably be very catered to a specific crowd (me and my boyfriend) and they're mostly random little things that have been in my head recently, but i hope you enjoy anyway ! <3

- Sniper is 6'6. This is funny because it places him nearly on par with Heavy, but unless you saw them standing next to eachother you'd never guess that; Snipes slouches a lot, and just doesn't have the Tall Imposing Energy that Heavy does. If he'd ever stand up straight he'd actually be a rather intimidating guy !

- Sniper's full name is Micheal Maeson Mundy, and he used to go by triple M (when he was trying to be cool). Now he just goes by Mickey or Mick. Yes he has heard the obligatory "Mickey Mouse" joke, you can all stop now.

- Sniper is autistic, and he usually carries around a little origami book. Sometimes he actually makes origami out of it, but its nothing too fancy; he mostly just likes to rip and fold and crumple the paper in his pocket.

- He also likes zipper fidget toys, mostly for the vibration and sound.

-Sniper's best friend (or boyfriend if you'd like) on the base is Engineer. They have a lot in common, including enjoying the outdoors. They spend a lot of time in Sniper's camper, chatting and listening to music.

- A close second for the title would be Spy, except Sniper wouldn't probably say that. He'd be more likely to describe him as "the local nagging pain in my side", or "that french nuisance" rather than any type of friend. Still, he does care about him, and they spend a good bit of time together, smoking and telling stories.

- Sniper likes to whittle. Mostly he makes little animals; he's made a little creature for almost everyone on the team. A dove for Medic, a dog for Engie, a bear for Heavy, a bunny for Scout, a unicorn for Pyro, an eagle for Soldier, and a wolf for Demo. Spy doesn't get anything because he's a dick (kidding ! Snipes makes him a sheep.)

- Sniper eats bugs. He has since he was a kid, just grabbing up bugs and shoving them in his mouth. Now he eats more socially acceptable bugs like crickets and such. . . but he definitely does eat bugs. He likes the crunch.

- Sniper does calligraphy/word art. He's really good at it too; he has a steady hand and a lot of free time.

That's not really a lot, but i hope you like it ! Also anyone can ask me for headcanons anytime !

[zayamoone-old]

TF2 Mage AU

A Team Fortress 2 AU where magic exists and I change the storyline.

Hi! I don’t post here often, so I thought I’d change that by posting something that’s been occupying my thoughts for a while: a TF2 mage AU! When I discovered that a mage AU didn’t exist (at least, not any that I could find), I just had to take it upon myself to make one of my own. So, here are all of the ideas I currently have for the AU! Note that (eventually) this will become a written story. How long that will take, I have no clue. I still need a plot (if you have any plot ideas please please let me know; I’m desperate).

Basic Premise/World Info

The premise of the AU is, obviously, that mages exist. When people reach a certain age, they are allowed to start learning a single type of magic. There are many different magic types, ranging from elemental magic to dark magic. When a mage reaches a certain skill level, they are given a Familiar. They do not get to pick their Familiar- their Familiar picks them. They then keep their Familiar as a pet. The Familiar’s state of health, life span, and mood are synced with their owners (so for example, when their owner is sick the Familiar is sick, when the owner is sad the Familiar is sad, when the owner dies the Familiar dies, etc.). There are some people who choose not to take up a type of magic. These people are creatively referred to as Nomages, and in some cultures are looked down upon (though the same could be said about Mages).

Some things to clear up about the altered side of the AU are 1) The BLU team does not exist; I never saw a need for the two teams, and having them both just leads to basic and generally overused plot lines, 2) Australium doesn’t exist!! No immortality crap, 3) Gray Mann is the younger brother of Redmond and Blutarch (Red and Blu are still twins) and does not have a ridiculous story of him being able to talk since birth and being raised by eagles and whatnot, and 4) Saxton Hale is not very important to the plot. In fact, he’s actually dead in this AU. I wasn’t going to include him at all because I don’t like him and I couldn’t figure out how to fit him in, but a friend of mine actually had a cool idea for him being dead that I’ll elaborate on later.

Anyways, with all that out of the way, it’s time to introduce the characters!

Characters (headcanons and other details will be saved for asks)

Offense Classes (Elemental Mages)

Scout

Name: Jeremy Andrews

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Boston, Massachusetts, USA

Age: 27

Magic Type: Wind

Uses his magic to move faster, jump higher, and knock back enemies. I’d imagine he’d also use it to propel himself past or over enemies to land in front of or on top of them.

Decided to learn wind magic for basically the canon reason: he wanted to get the upper hand in fights, and also wanted to manage to beat his brothers to fights. So, instead of Speed magic, he decided to take up Wind magic since not only did it make him faster, but it is a great tool for fighting.

Soldier

Name: Jane Doe

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual, he really has no preference

POB: Minneapolis, Missouri, USA

Age: 50

Magic Type: Earth

Uses his magic to reach high places and throw literal boulders at people; basically a replacement for his RPG.

Took up earth magic to thereotically assist him in WWII (because if he’s a mage, they’d have to accept him, right?). He also found being able to throw destructive boulders to be incredibly helpful in any fight.

Pyro

Name: ???

Gender: Nobody knows, everybody just refers to them as a they or an it.

Sexuality: Aromantic asexual

POB: ???

Age: ???

Magic Type: Fire

Fire.

Idk what to tell you man they just really like fire.

Doesn’t have the optical mask; they see everything as it really is, but their behavior towards fire and death and destruction remains the same. They still like unicorns and rainbows.

Defense Classes (Trait Mages)

Engineer

Name: Dell Conagher

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Mostly straight, but he leans both ways. Ultimately, he doesn’t care much about relationships.

POB: Bee Cave, Texas, USA

Age: 43

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

Doesn’t see a need to learn magic, he already has enough skill in the engineering field.

Was mainly hired because his family worked for the Admin’s family for decades. And also because, y’know, he’s one of the smartest people on the planet.

Heavy

Name: Mikhail 'Misha' Morozov

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

POB: Dzhugdzhur Mountains, Khabarovsk Krai, USSR

Age: 57

Magic Type: Strength

Uses his magic to make himself inhumanly strong whenever he so chooses. This means he can switch from oh so gentle to strong enough to crush bone in seconds.

Took up Strength magic after he escaped the gulag to better protect his family, should the need arise.

Demoman

Name: Tavish DeGroot

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Ullapool, Scotland

Age: 49

Magic Type: Leaping

His magic basically just lets him jump really high (higher than Scout can go with his magic). This lets him shoot/throw grenades/bombs from more effective and destructive distances.

Mostly took up Leaping magic just to get his mom off his back about him learning magic. His father was a Leaping Mage, so Demo simply followed in his footsteps.

Support Classes (Arcane Mages)

Medic

Name: Dr. Ludwig Humboldt

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

POB: Stuttgart, Germany

Age: 45

Magic Type: Necromancy

Familiar: Archimedes - Dove

Uses his magic to revive people, heal people, and communicate with the dead.

Took up the controversial art of necromancy to aid in his job. This eventually cost him his medical license.

Ngl I'm super excited to write Necromancer Medic I'm really happy with this concept help

Sniper

Name: Mick Mundy

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Whyalla, Australia

Age: 28

Magic Type: Shadow

Familiar: Hunter - Australian Shepard

Uses his magic to teleport into and transform into shadows. This is helpful for sneaking in between watchtowers and passing people unseen.

Began learning Shadow magic before he was even a sniper. He has always been an introvert and wanted to be able to get through crowds unseen and hide from people without being found.

Despite his young age, he already has a Familiar. He's just that much of a professional.

Is actually from Australia and the Mundys are his birth parents.

Spy

Name: Eugène Baudelaire

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Bordeaux, France

Age: 46

Magic Type: Mind

Familiar: Jacques - Birman

Uses his magic to read minds, bend wills, and use telepathy. These abilities all have some limits, but they are incredibly useful nonetheless.

Always enjoyed being sneaky and deceitful as a child, and as he got older he started learning Mind magic. This combined with his cunning nature and Dell's cloaking technology makes him one of the most stealthy and dangerous men in existence.

Although he denies it, he loves Jacques more than anything or anybody else. He'll often let the cat curl up on his lap while he's reading a magazine in his smoking room.

Other Characters

The Administrator

Name: Helen Callaway

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Aromantic asexual. People are horrid.

POB: Bristol, UK

Age: 56

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

Runs Team Fortress and uses them for her own needs.

A family friend of the Manns who took over TF after all the Mann brothers were m y s t e r i o u s l y murdered.

Miss Pauling

Name: Allison Pauling

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Closeted lesbian

POB: Like. America or something. (Madison, Wisconsin for now idk)

Age: 31

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

A close friend and long-time assitant to the Admin. Eagerly helps her run TF.

Redmond Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: England or somewhere, idfk. The Manns are British or something right?

Age: 89

Magic Type: Fire

Before his and Blutarch's death, he ran the RED team. After his death, the remains of his team consisted of only Pyro, Engie, Demo, and Spy.

Never used his magic. They only reason he learned Fire magic was to try to get the upper hand on his twin.

Blutarch Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Ditto

Age: 89

Magic Type: Ice

Ran the BLU team before he died and the two teams were merged. After his death, his team consisted of only Scout, Soldier, Heavy, Medic, and Sniper. Since he had more people on his team at the end, he counts this as a win for him.

Also never used his magic. Learned Ice magic also to try to get the upper hand as his brother. Their magic types basically cancelled each other out, so this was not helpful in the slightest.

Gray Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight, but couldn't care less

POB: Ditto

Age: 84

Magic Type: Shadow

Familiar: Delta - Bald Eagle

After he murdered his older brothers, he took over TF Industries and merged RED and BLU to create Team Fortress.

Took up Shadow magic in preparation for the day he would get what he wanted. It also comes in handy for literally anything illegal.

Saxton Hale

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: A U S T R A L I A .

Age: 37

Magic Type: Strength

Ran TF Industries in its early days alongside the Mann twins before he died.

Learned Strength magic to better wrestle animals. That's it.

Idolized by literally only Soldier. Everybody else is like "Yeah no that guy was an idiot."

Wow. That was a lot to write, and I did it all in one sitting. It is late. I am losing the ability to comprehend any thoughts.

So anyways, I'd love to hear your guys' thoughts on this!! It's a heavy WIP, so I'd appreciate feedback and suggestions ;) Also, please feel free to submit asks about the AU!! It'd help a lot with its development! Also, plot ideas would be MUCH appreciated. Literally the only thing that ever prevents me from writing is my inability to come up with a plot. So if you have literally ANY ideas, please do submit them via an ask! I'd love to hear them, no matter how stupid you think they may be!

That's all for now! I'll post writing and art for the AU whenever I get around to that. Stay tuned, and please do send me your thoughts! I'll see you all later ✨

[kangaroo-sniper-imagine]

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500+ word

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About 100 words

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What’s Allowed:

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Chacters to Request:

- Spy (Jacque DuPont)

- Scout (Jeremy Jones)

- Sniper (Mick Mundy)

- Soldier (Jane Doe)

- Engineer (Dell Conagher)

- Heavy (Mikhail)

- Medic (Ludwig Humboldt)

- Demo (Tavish F. DeGroot)

- Pyro

- Miss Pauling

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- No Noncon

- I reserve the right to deny a request if it seems too demanding, outlandish, or dark-

Feel free to send in question, comments, or concerns regarding my work or the Rules

[lu-undy]

So. I'm a big animal lover, and uhh. Prehaps you could write a story of Lucien and Mick visiting the zoo? And spy is obsessed with the big cats- Anyway. Your writing is a treat to read and I hope you have a good day and or night!

Thank you so much for the kind words!! :D Here it is, Mundy takes Lu’ to the zoo, I hope you’ll enjoy it!

"Where are you taking me, mon chaton?"

[My kitten] 

"To see yourself."

Lucien raised a curious eyebrow. Both Mundy and him were in the van, racing through the desert. They were far from the base now and they could see the city. 

"To see myself?" Lucien repeated. 

"Yeah, to see you like I do."

"You spend too much time with me, Mundy." 

Mundy's eyes went to Lucien for a second. 

"What?"

"You start to sound as mysterious as me." Lucien answered with a smile. 

"Well, I learnt from the best, eh?" 

"Flatterer." 

"Yeah, because you like it." Mundy put his hand on Lucien's thigh and brushed it. If he had been able to, Lucien would have purred. "We aren't too far from it. Should be next turn. Ah! There it is!"

Lucien squinted behind his sunglasses to see better. 

"The zoo?! You are taking me to see myself in a zoo?!" He exclaimed. 

"Why d'you make it sound so bad?" Mundy asked as he parked the van. "You'll see what I mean when we get in. Come along!"

Seatbelts clicked open and the van's doors slammed shut. A few moments later, they were in the zoo under the setting sun of the end of the afternoon.

"So, any animals you wanna see in particular?" 

"Mundy, either I'm blind you literally didn't pay to get in here." Lucien answered. 

"You're not blind, but that doesn't answer my question." 

Lucien stopped walking. 

"Why are we here?" Lucien asked. 

"Because you and I like animals."

"That is not the point. Why did you bring me here? And look around you… There is no one but the people who work here."

Mundy took a deep breath. 

"I wanted to surprise you, you mongrel. I know you like animals but you don't like it when it's crowded with people so I thought I'd take you after their closure time. I only had to make a few phonecalls and that was it." 

Lucien's jaw dropped. 

"How the hell did you manage that?"

Mundy took Lucien's hand and started walking. 

"You have your secrets, I have mine, Spook." 

"Please, Mundy, tell me."  

"Well… I have a bit of a reputation, see?"

"Do you? As a zookeeper?"

"Nah, as a hunter. But not one that goes only after beasts. I also did put an end to a lot of poachin' back in Australia. I was so good I also got paid to do some work here in America. This zoo had a few of their species stolen a few months ago. I helped track the poachers down and one morning they found them and the stolen animals at the front gate… Ice cream?"

They were passing in front of a stand. 

"Why not." 

Mundy paid for them and a bag of popcorn and they continued their chat, walking through the alleys where they could see the animals that usually lived in the savannah. 

"In the end," Mundy resumed his story, "I have free tickets here and I only had to ask to have them close a bit later, just to take you in and have a look."

Lucien leaned his head on Mundy's shoulder. 

"That is quite the story, mon chaton."

[My kitten]

"Yeah well, you're not the only one who knows a few people around, eh?" Mundy winked and Lucien melted. 

"I can see that, indeed."

They climbed some stairs and stopped in front of the giraffe's enclosure. They were at the giraffe's height.

"Wanna feed them?"

"We can?" 

"Why d'you think I got the popcorn? Oi! Gorgeous! C'mere, you!"

The giraffes with their slow gaits took a minute to come and Mundy fed them the popcorn he had bought. 

"They eat popcorn?!"

"They like it as much as you like your rotten grapes, love."

"For the thousandth time, it is wine, Mundy, not just rotten grapes!"

"Can't see a bloody difference." Mundy teased and Lucien rolled his eyes with a smile. "Remove your gloves and give me your hand." 

Lucien did as he was told. Mundy positioned his hand flat, palm up, and put a few popcorn there. A giraffe turned its head and ate them out of the Lucien's very hand. 

"Mon Dieu! What a strange sensation!"

[My God!]

"It's only like a tickle."

"Oui, indeed! I had no idea they could be that delicate, and look at their tongues, they're very long!"

"I won't comment on that…" Mundy said chuckling and Lucien blushed. 

"Very clever, Bushman…"

"Oh come on… Right, you beauties, you've had enough, you can go back to sleep. Nah, nah, don't look at me with your big eyes like that, I won't change my mind…!" Mundy patted them gently. "G'night, pretty girl." 

Lucien tilted his head and smiled as the giraffes turned and headed away.

"You seem to know your way with giraffes better than with human females." 

"They're much easier to talk to."

"Because they don't speak back?" Lucien asked. 

"Nah, because they know what they want and they make it very clear." 

"Ah, you do have a point, mon chaton."

[My kitten]

They walked down the metallic stairs again and resumed their visit. 

"Mundy?" 

"Yeah?" 

"Do you mind if we have a look at the felines?" 

"You like big cats?" 

"Oui. They are my favourite." 

"Lucky day for you then." Mundy took his hand and headed to the feline corner. 

"Why?"

"I'm told they recently got panther cubs."

"Really?" Lucien opened wide eyes.

"Yeah, unfortunately, their mum didn't make it. After she gave birth, she had a hard time healin' back up and they realised too late that she had some kind of problem that they couldn't solve." 

"Oh…" Lucien's distress was visible. 

"Yeah, they're waiting for a female panther to come any day now to replace her. Meanwhile, the zookeepers play mum." 

"Ah, I see." 

"Also, here we are, felines!"

"These are lions." Lucien let go of Mundy's hand and stuck himself to the window. "Look at them… They are gorgeous…" 

"Yeah, impressive, eh?" 

"Very much so." Lucien said, his eyes darting everywhere to every little detail. "They are majestic. There is something about their calm… It's both soothing and absolutely nerve-wrecking. I love that kind of tension." 

Mundy came behind his lover and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his jaw on Lucien's shoulder. 

"I know you do, love. Look at him, surrounded by sheilas, like you." 

"A couple of decades ago, oui." 

Both smiled, Lucien in nostalgia, Mundy, simply because he had the reason his heart was beating for in his arms. 

"Let us proceed." 

"Right." 

Lucien took Mundy's hand and walked further. 

"Those are… What do you call them in English, mon chaton?"

[My kitten]

"Cheetahs."

"Ah, thank you, we call them 'guépards'. Cheetahs. They are beautiful. Look how slim they are… I like their spotted fur, it's quite remarkable. And long at the length of their tails!"

Lucien looked at Mundy who was quite silent and saw his eyebrows jump at the remark about the cheetah's long tails. 

"Don't even think about it!" Lucien said. 

"I didn't think about anything, darl'!"

"Yes, you did. I saw it in your eyes. What a dirty mind you have." 

"As if you didn't like my dirty mind…" Mundy laced his arms around Lucien. 

"Hmm… You are correct, I like it more than I should." 

They exchanged a quick kiss. 

"But yeah," Mundy continued. "They're slim and have a long tail to be able to run fast and make sudden turns. Their tails act as a counterweight that helps them turn." 

"Oh, I see…"

"They're also extremely fragile psychologically. It's quite usual that when a zoo gets baby cheetahs, they raise them with puppies."

"Dogs?" 

"Yeah, baby dogs." 

"Why?" Lucien asked as he leaned on Mundy better. 

"Because the cheetahs get scared for nothing, they're very anxious creatures. Having a puppy helps their nerves, like it does for us." 

"I'd prefer a kitten." Lucien said. 

"I know, the kind of kitten that's taller than you, eh?" Mundy said, meaning his own self.

"Oui." Lucien smiled. "The tall and sexy kind of kitten."

Mundy chuckled and kissed him on his clean-shaven cheek. He breathed in Lucien's expensive perfume and closed his eyes. 

"M-Mundy, there are people around, they could see us." Lucien said as he felt his lover's lips weren't going away from his neck.

"Your fault… You shouldn't smell that good… And you shouldn't be that well shaved, you're so soft…" 

Lucien giggled as Mundy's stubble was tickling him in his neck, he tried wiggling to free himself from Mundy's arms but to no avail. 

"Mundy! Stop it…!"

"Nah…"

"Alright, fine, what if I kiss you, would you stop then?"

Mundy stopped with the nibbling and emerged from Lucien's neck. 

"If you make it worth it…" He cheekily answered. 

"If I make it - Mundy, tell me one time one of my kisses disappointed you!"

"Well, not yet, but it could be today. It'd be a shame, you'd fail yer kiss and I'd have no choice but to continue doing what I'm doing, eh?" 

"Oh, shut up and come here…" 

Lucien spun around to face Mundy and pushed himself to the tip of his toes before meeting his lips. 

The cheetahs gathered on the other side of the window. They laid down and blinked in the dark, the only light coming to them was one from the near lamp posts. 

"I love you." Lucien said when their lips parted. 

"Yeah, well, I'm crazy about you, love." 

Lucien smiled and took his lover's hand. 

"Let's go to the next enclosure." 

They walked for a minute or so and found themselves in front of a much wider enclosure. 

"What animal is there?" Mundy asked. 

"Sshh… Mon amour, look!"

[My love]

Lucien pointed to the right and Mundy saw a tiger walk, slowly, heavily, his paws dilating as they touched the ground with a thud that split the grass beneath it.

"He is… gorgeous." 

"It's a she, mate." 

"Oh, my apologies, Madame. She is beautiful!" 

[Madam]

The tiger raised her eyes to both of them and Lucien took a step back, impressed by her sharp eyes. He bumped on Mundy's chest. 

"Oh, you alright?" 

"O-oui." 

"You're scared of her?" 

"N-non, I mean, I know there is this window between us but still. Look at her muscles as she lies down. She is truly remarkable." 

Lucien crouched down to watch her better. 

"Oh, she is cleaning herself now. You barely need to, Madame, you look ravishing. Your stripes are beautiful, you are absolutely stunning…"

Mundy found it touching. Lucien was speaking to the tiger as if she would hear and understand him. 

"Oh, she's going back home? Goodbye Madame, and thank you for honouring us with your presence."

Lucien bowed and the tiger went away. 

"Lu'?"

"Oui?"

"I want to show you something, you wanna follow me?" 

Lucien took Mundy's hand again. 

"Of course, you lead the way." 

Lucien followed his lover who looked like he knew the place very well. They arrived in front of a small gate that read "Staff only". He pushed it and entered. 

"Are we sure we can?" 

"Yeah." 

They soon entered a shed. 

"Hey, Mundy!" Two zookeepers were inside. They seemed to have been waiting for him. 

"Hey there! This is Lucien, my second half." 

Lucien blushed beyond his ears. 

"Hello, Lucien, welcome here!" 

Hands were shaken. 

"Th-thank you very much although… I'm not sure I know where I am?"

"Didn't you tell him?" One of the zookeepers asked Mundy. 

"Nah, he doesn't know." 

"Ah, ok. In any case, you know what to do, right?" 

"Yeah." Mundy answered. 

"Here's the walkie-talkie. Call us if you need. We won't be far." 

"Cheers, mates." 

The zookeepers exited the shed, leaving Lucien and Mundy alone. 

"Look, love. Uhm, open that door." 

"This one?" 

"Yeah." 

"Fine." 

Lucien put his hand on the handle and opened. 

"Get inside, I'm right behind you, and I need to shut the door." 

Lucien did as he was told. The room was poorly lit. Mundy flipped a switch and-

"Mon Dieu!"

[My God!]

Two black panther cubs mewled and trotted to Lucien's feet. He dropped to his knees. 

"Oh! Look at them! They are gorgeous! Pauvres bébés!"

[Poor babies!]

Mundy smiled and bent down to his knees too. He took one of the cubs in his hands. 

"Can we touch them?" 

"Of course!" 

"This is better than Christmas!" Lucien removed his gloves and let his fingers run through their fur. "They are incredibly soft!"

"Yeah, they are… There's uh, two females and one male." 

"They're all adorable, listen to their mewls…! I'm sorry their mother isn't here for them…"

"Uh, Lu'?"

Lucien heard the change of tone in Mundy's voice.

"Oui?" 

"When the zoo paid me for bringin' their parrots back, yeah it was parrots that got stolen, uhm… I refused the money."

Lucien looked at his lover and frowned. 

"Why?" 

"I gave it back to take care of these cubs while they're waiting for a foster mum."

"Oh… That's adorable of you." Lucien smiled sweetly. 

"Yeah, well. Imagine if you were a baby left alone…"

"You have a very kind heart, mon chaton."

[My kitten]

"Thanks, love. But that's not the whole story. D'you remember what I told you earlier?" 

"About what?" 

"When you asked me where I was taking you." 

Lucien recalled…

"Hm… You said you were taking me to see myself." Lucien answered. 

"Yeah. The zoo let me choose the name for the cubs and uh… Well… The male, the one you have in your hands, look at his eyes." 

Lucien did as he was told. 

"He has very fair blue eyes." 

"Yeah, like who?" Mundy asked and Lucien's eyes snapped wide.

"Non, you didn't…! Did you?!"

"Did I what?" Mundy asked with a smirk. 

"Did you name him… Lucien?" Lucien asked. 

Mundy nodded. 

"Well, he's a precious little panther with gorgeous eyes, like you. So I said to the zoo that he should be called Lu'. That's what I meant when I said I was takin' you to see yourself, or how I see you, at least."

"You see me like him?" Lucien asked.

"Yeah," Mundy wrapped his arms around his lover and hugged him. "You've got the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. You're deadly for your enemies but for me, you're just a ball of…"

"Of?"

"Repressed romance hidden behind a mask of…"

"Of?" Lucien asked. 

"Of arrogance or something!"

Both chuckled.

"Thank you, mon chaton."

[My kitten]

They exchanged a quick kiss. 

"Nah, now you're the kitten." Mundy tapped on the tip of Lucien's nose playfully.

The cubs were still mewling in their laps. 

"So that's why you've been so insistent that we should go out sometime, hm?" Lucien asked. 

"Yeah… I thought it'd be a nice surprise… You're the one who usually does that kind of stuff to me. I thought I could repay the favour." 

"You have nothing to repay, mon amour." 

[My love.]

Lucien slid a hand up Mundy's cheek as he pushed himself to meet his lips. He stayed there, feeling a strong hand on his lower back, pulling him up close. 

They eventually broke the kiss. 

"We should get back home…" Mundy said. 

"Oui, I guess the zoo needs to close at some point."

"... Mon chaton." 

[My kitten]

Lucien's eyes snapped wide as his pupils did when he heard Mundy's voice utter those words. The pronunciation wasn't too far off, it was the right amount of his accent, a delicious twist that made the Frenchman melt further. 

[igazikutya]

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Overmono - Daisy Chain [Raft Living, Poly Kicks ‎] Pascal FEOS - F&L (Original Mix) [The Big Reason EP, Bedrock]

https://philwestern.bandcamp.com/album/no-love-lost Phil Western - Fear of Intimacy [No Love Lost, Self-Released] Phil Western - New Ghost [No Love Lost, Self-Released] Phil Western - Requiem for Love [No Love Lost, Self-Released] Phil Western - She Devil [No Love Lost, Self-Released] Redshape - The Devils [A Sole Game, Monkeytown] Roisin Murphy - World's Crazy [The Rumble / World's Crazy, The Vinyl Factory] Samantha Glass - Carriers of the Wind [Nine Memories Between Impression and Imprint , HoloDeck] Samantha Glass - Dancing Against Reality [Nine Memories Between Impression and Imprint , HoloDeck] Scuba – Cloves [SUB:STANCE In Retrograde, Hotflush] Scuba - Rolling Hitch [SUB:STANCE In Retrograde, Hotflush] Shinedoe - Mutant Frequencies [Mutant Frequencies , Music That Moves] Silent Servant - Glass Veil  [Shadows of Death and Desire, Hospital] Silent Servant - Harm In Hand [Shadows of Death and Desire, Hospital] Teresa Winter - For Murder [What The Night is For, The Death Of Rave] Teresa Winter - Heathens Gate [What The Night is For, The Death Of Rave] Vril – Eos [Anima Mundi, Delsin] Vril - Infinitum Eternis Anime [Anima Mundi, Delsin]

[prettyboypistol]

TF2 Sniper x M!Reader 18+ || Passenger Princess

[Road Head][Mutual Masturbation][Sound Kink][Voyeurism]

You knew exactly why you were chosen as Sniper's handler. Miss Pauling was absolutely swamped in work regarding Soldier's effective elimination of a local ecosystem and starting of New Mexico's largest fire in recorded history. The Administrator couldn't be bothered to do anything field work related, so the closest employee was chosen to accompany Sniper- the leash to keep the prized dog from running away.

Both of you thought it was stupid to worry about Sniper of all people running away. Hell, it was more likely that either you or Miss Pauling would be fly to Europe to snag Spy from an impromptu vacation. The rumble of the camper van starting up jostled you out of your passive aggressive daydreams of Monacco beaches as Sniper gave you a look.

"I don't need a bloody babysitter." He muttered to you, clearly unhappy with the situation.

"I totally agree. I'll just stay in the car while you do you, m'kay?" You responded as you buckled your seat belt and relaxed into the worn leather passenger seat. Sniper took a moment before he responded with a simple yet impressed hum of approval.

With that, the painstaking drive wore at your patience. You stayed as quiet as you could, as Sniper did not initiate any conversation... but the opportunity to be so close to one of the mercs! You were usually the cleanup crew! Just one question wouldn't hurt, right? Besides, Sniper seemed calm enough. Miss Pauling described Sniper as one of the most reasonable mercs, so if you had a shot to have a conversation with any of them, Sniper was your best bet!

"So uh, got a name?" You finally broke the silence. God, you felt like a fish out of water.

"..Sniper?" He responded, a slight smile on his face. You could barely tell it was a smile!

"No- nonono, I meant like.. your actual name."

The exhale through his nose was what you could only assume was a laugh.

"Right then, Mick Mundy. Why's it matter?"

"Just.. curious."

"Great, stuck 5 hours in a car with a curious type." Sniper sighed as he briefly rolled his eyes. His sarcastic nature put you off slightly. Did he not want to talk? That was more than fine if he didn't, but he could have said that!

A few moments pass as the awkward tension churned like butter. "Well I suppose I should ask your name too, be polite n' all." Sniper spoke up.

"Oh, does it matter for me though? I mean, I'm just an assistant." You laughed, but eventually confessed your first name.

"That's not a bad name, but I guess you're right. If we haven't met for this long, then we probably won't cross paths again." Sniper shrugged. "How long have you been in Teufort?"

"A few years, I was hired on by Miss Pauling to help with cleanup and stuff... the only reason I'm here with you is because she's busy with news repression. How about you?"

"I got the call about 4 years ago."

"Nice, nice... Paid well?"

"Yeah, 'can take care of my ma and pa."

"Aww, that's sweet."

"You?"

"Eh, it's an hourly job and I haven't slept on 2 days."

"Jesus." Sniper muttered as he glanced at you quickly. You looked well put together from a passing look, but in a more comfortable surrounding? Your eyebags were far more prominent. "Why don't you get a nap in since it's just interstate travel for a bit?" He offered.

You decided to take Sniper up on his offer and get the first taste of sleep that you've had in a good 53 hours.

As the gentle rocking of Sniper's driving drifted you off to dreamland, Sniper kept his thoughts to himself. God, you were hot. As soon as Sniper saw you, he wanted to pin you against the side of his camper and fuck you. But no, he had a code. Be polite, be efficient. He was a professional, with no feelings attached. Although, with you so sweetly asleep not 3 feet away from him, you made him reconsider lust as not an emotion, but a primal need. Rules of nature and all that junk. The way the barely setting sun kissed your skin as you curled around yourself made Sniper bite the inner side of his cheek in restraint.

By the time you woke up, the clock told you that there was a good hour left of driving before you two reached your location. You yawned and stretched, groaning against your will as the noises of your body started up. The little sighs and whimpers drove Sniper insane.

"Mornin'" You groaned as sleep still held you captive. Your body swayed, which led you to slump against the armrest between the two chairs, your head tapped gently against Sniper's side.

"Good morning, you awake?" Sniper muttered.

"Mhm... god, you're hot." You sighed sweetly, not completely aware that you said that out loud.

"Thanks mate, you are too." Sniper assured. He took a risk when he put his hand atop on your head, thumb rubbed over your temple. You giggled and pet his thigh.

Sniper cleared his throat awkwardly, was this a good time to ask? Was it even appropriate? God, your hand was too close for comfort yet so achingly far away! "Do you wanna..?" He hummed, his voice barely above a whisper. You nodded as you fumbled with your pants.

God, the sound of you when you touched yourself- the sound of skin that slid over skin, the sound of your tongue wetting your palm, and the sleepy sigh of need, it all ruined Sniper just to hear. This was grossly unprofessional and impulsive, where the hell did this even come from?! Had you felt the same thing he had? He couldn't look over at you, his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he grit his teeth.

"Hey, I'm curious." You speak up, your voice breathy as you continued to move your hand up and down your dick.

"Yeah?" Sniper responded, eager to answer.

"Have you ever gotten road head?"

Quick hands unzipped Sniper's pants and moved Sniper's hard cock through the slit in his underwear. A few experimental pumps was the only warning Sniper got before you swallowed around Sniper's tip, which gave you a choked out moan from Sniper. He was lucky that he was good at driving one handed as he shoved your head down deeper as his fingers twisted into your hair, nails scraped into your scalp.

He wasn't a dick you could deepthroat easily. You choked and coughed violently before you tried again with another effort, half of his length in your mouth with the base covered and jerked off by your hand. You assumed Sniper to be a quiet sort, and you were mostly correct. The bated breathing, the muscle spasms of his stomach, and the deep exhales as Sniper tried to keep his primary focus on driving only spurred you on. As you pleasured yourself, you took extra care to moan around the cock in your mouth.

The noises churned like a thick putty in Sniper's chest. Yeah, getting hsi dick sucked was great, but Sniper was always a more auditorial person. He was able to hear everything and he loved it. Oh shit- wait- god damn it!

Your mouth was flooded with cum as Sniper shuddered out his orgasm with little huffs and groans. You wanted to tease him for popping so fast, but you were far too busy swallowing it down.

"Christ, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it."

[downundergarfield]

Holy heck Garfield tf2 fan?!? I'll be the first request 😸 (or I'm probably not) but could I ask for uhhhh, some nsfw with fem/nb reader with Sniper? Where reader surprises that babygirl with some lingerie...

No worries, sweet anon, you was first!~

Here's your Bushman's milk, cuz you're epic

Sniper x Fem!reader who suprises him with lingerie

NSFW warning!

He was hovering over you, pressing you to the sheets. He was warm, even hot, you could have sworn that you felt like bacon in a frying pan. Sniper did not expect that this time you decided to please him with something exotic. Bushman admired your thirsty body in a big oversize T-shirt and pajama pants that fit you baggily.

"-'m gonna taste you like my prey.."

He growled, grabbing the edge of your T-shirt. You bit your lip in hungry anticipation.

You felt his strong hands lifting up your T-shirt, the cold air of the van drenching your body. There was a black lace bra under the baggy T-shirt. You feel him shudder.

"- Bloody gorgeous.."

Mandy almost whispers. He's looking for more. Mick puts warm calloused palms on your sides, gently descending his hands to the elastic band of your pajama pants. His grip burns and he is very excited, as if unpacking the most delicious treat. Actually, for him, you are.

He's pulling down your baggy bunny pajama pants. Under them were lace panties and stockings with straps. Stockings cut into your soft thighs a little, reminding you of something freshly baked and delicious. You feel how his grip grows savage with every dacimeter of your clothes taken off. He sighs excitedly

"my God, Sheila, you spoil me..."

Mick comes down to face you, kisses you on the forehead and cheeks

"- you know how to make yer man happy, don't ya?.."

Mick whispers to you hoarsely and hungry.

He goes down your body, leaving wet kisses that make your skin cold due to moisture. Bushman takes you by the hips, sharply pressing you against the tent in his boxers and you can feel him through all two layers of fabric. He finally pulls off his underwear, allowing a long, thin penis to pop out and crash into your aching pussy. You can feel his hot cock even through your panties and it's driving you crazy. He presses you and rubs himself, squeezing a pre-cum from his penis, which eventually begins to drip on your pubis and wets the lingerie fabric.

You can feel the back wall of his penis twisting your clit. You're languishing with desire, my God, Sniper, don't hesitate!

"- come on, enter me, Mundy~"

You speak lustfully, finally awakening the beast that hides in him. The last drops of his attempts to restrain himself dry up on your heated bed and Sniper abruptly, almost tearing the fabric, pushes your panties aside to enter. He enters sharply, but not painfully, entering your hungry flesh, and the deeper, the more his nails dig into your thighs. You can see his scarred chest moving more often. His breath caught in his throat. You literally felt each of his veins, how his foreskin bares the head and how his soft tip rests against your uterus.

'- god, you're so sexy, what are ya doing to me Y/N..."

Growling, he says, finally picking up the pace. You feel it drilling you over and over again, harassing every nerve inside you and going over and over the G-spot.

Hot moans and whimpers fill his van while he fucks you. You throw back your head in ecstasy, feeling how your beloved man enjoys you. Mick leans on you, resting on his elbows and almost pressing his forehead against you. You can feel his hot breath on your bare skin.

The crazy mix of his wild, animal

moans, hot breath and insane warmth with which the Australian cooks you, finally dissolve the lump in your tummy. You grab onto his sweaty back, trying not to slide off it, scratching with your nails, making the Sniper hiss from this slight pinching pain.

"- Mick I-I'm g-gonna-!"

You scream, feeling like your orgasm is about to overtake you

"S-same.."

He squeezes out, grabbing the straps on your stockings. Suddenly, the white-hot pleasure explodes with colors in your tummy and sparkles in your eyes when you cum hard right on his penis.

"- crikey, Y/N, im..aaAH!"

You squeeze his penis in your orgasm. Your narrowness, claws on the back and a revealing outfit are finally doing their job.

The Bushman pours right into you, filling you with his seed and hoarsely moaning your name.

After you finally catch your breath, Mick takes you in the world's strongest hug

"thank you, Sheila, that was sexy as hell."