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That New Avengers thingy is such a nonsensical mess and a slap to the face. Waiting years for Sam to finally lead a new Avengers team for Marvel to pull this trick . Then, there's Yelena wondering why Sam doesn't get it since the government called them them Avengers. The same govt who outlawed Sam and his teammates including her sister Natasha. The same govt who went behind his back and gave the shield to Walker instead of letting it stand in a museum. I just...
YES! I AM SO GLAD YOU BROUGHT UP YELENA AND NAT BC I DIDNT EVEN THINK AB THAT UNTIL NOW!! But you are so damn right. Yelena knows what the gov did to her sister and her sisters’ friends. And not only that, but Yelena has her own beef with the gov. Val quite literally tried to have her killed, did unethical experiments on her now friend (aka she knows what Val did to Bob). And at the end of the movie, Yelena even says to Val “we own you now” and basically threatens her to not go against them in any way or they’ll turn her in. So not only does Yelena have hella beef with the government, but so did her sister, and yet in the credits scene they have her be like “oh why can’t Sam just accept the gov says we’re the avengers”. Like hello??? Girl you don’t like the gov either, you don’t like the shit they’ve done, how they’ve fucked over you and your family/friends, but now you’re wondering why Sam would be mad and question the government’s decision?? That’s very inconsistent writing bc how’s she gonna be like that in the credits scene when in the same damn movie she was having her own problems with the gov? Like literally so inconsistent there. And btw, this is not at all a knock on Yelena as a character (love her, she’s my boo). I’m dissing the writing here bc that’s weird asf?? Again, unnecessary and now even more confusing because it’s so contrary to the rest of the movie for to not understand his pov?
This whole thing is just very odd to me. And there’s so many other things they coulda wrote here, I have no idea why tf they’d choose this.
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Hi! If it’s no trouble for you, could I request a little story about Sniper and a daughter reader? Just some wholesome family fluff ^^
Thanks so much in advance! No worries though if you’re swamped!
HELLO!! “No worries though if you're swamped” JHSHG THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST EVER, I'M SO EXCITED. And also nervous because I don't want to mess up (that's why I took 5 days to write this) (I wrote it, left it be for a couple of days, read it again, went like “wow this is garbage”, fixed it and THEN posted it).
The request was left a bit ambiguous, so I have a BUNCH of notes and then the little story (which is, btw, not the full length of what I wrote because I accidentally gave Sniper anxiety, so I cut that from the actual story because I feared it wasn't wholesome ahsjah) (if you see “…” in the middle of two paragraphs, yeah that was something that I cut out AHSHh). I REALLY DON'T WANT TO DISAPPOINT, I'M NOT CONFIDENT AT ALL WITH MY WRITING AND DIDN'T THINK I WOULD EVEN GET A WRITING REQUEST, I'M SORRY IF YOU DISLIKE EVEN ONE WORD *explodes*
[First picture: Carl from San Andreas with his hands on his head, except it's me saying “I forgot, I forgot how to write oh no”] [Second picture: Sponge Bob crying, except it's me saying “I promise I'll do better”]
SOME NOTES
English is not my first language, sorry if some things don't make sense TT (let me know if you see any mistakes pls!!)
My requests were mainly open for stamps, userboxes, blinkies and stuff like that, but I did say I'd share my writing if someone asked in my pinned post, so I only have myself to blame heh. And this was actually fun and I enjoyed it, so now I want to do more writing requests. Aka, they're open fr this time HEHE
You're Sniper's daughter, but the story is almost mainly told from the perspective of Sniper (still written in third person for him and second person for the reader, tho, it's just that the story follows Sniper's actions more because idk how to write from the POV of a kid)
I have family issues so if family interactions are portrayed inaccurately that's why, haha /hj
I wanted to write about how Sniper's daughter got to the base and THEN her interactions with the rest of the team, but I've been working on it for 5 days already. This is only the first half, how the reader got to the base TT [I'll continue it if you wish] AND AAAAH THE SECOND HALF IS WHERE I HAD PLANNED MOST OF THE FLUFF AND MOMENTS CATCHING UP WITH SNIPER AAAA (I'm so angry at myself)
CW: Not much, mentions of death because it's TF2 (nobody dies), and the word “fuck” is said like once, but that's it, can't think of anything major
More notes in the end because it's mostly not mentioned/doesn't matter/was cut from the final version
MEET THE SUNSHINE
“Yeah, Mum, I get it. I'll visit when I can,” he muttered.
“Your daughter misses you, you know,” his mum said.
Sniper sighed. “I know, Mum. But I take my job really seriously, and the battle hasn’t ended yet—”
“That battle has been going on for more than three years now!! And we decided you can’t just come home on holidays and expect us to raise your child the rest of the year.”
“We sent her to you” his dad interrupted, “She should be arriving any minute now.”
Sniper's eyes widened, and he nearly dropped the phone. “YOU DID WHAT!? THIS IS A BATTLEFIELD!!” He tried to argue.Â
They were his parents and he respected them a lot, always trying to get their approval, but were they actually crazy? What did they even consume to think that sending his own daughter, their own granddaughter, to New Mexico, alone, while there’s a fight currently happening there, is a good idea!?
“Oh, don’t worry about that, after speaking to your boss through a nice lady called… Miss Paula? Pauline? She assured us she’ll be safe.” No way Miss Pauling, one of the few people he —and everyone in the team, really— trusted. No fucking way.
Before he could process this bombshell, a commotion erupted outside his room. The “INTRUDER ALERT. BLU SPY IS IN THE BASE” alarm was set off, and it was followed by Soldier shouting “A BLU SPY IS IN THE BASE!?”.
He hung up, not even saying goodbye, because he had the feeling that wasn’t a BLU spy. Actually, he knew it wasn’t a BLU spy, chained to a respawn machine. He had to get to the entrance first and stop the other eight mercenaries from killing you.
…
“WAIT!” He shouted as he pushed Soldier to the side.
He wasn’t the only one in the room; Scout, Spy and Medic, who were faster than Sniper, were also there, also trying to explain to Soldier that this was a child, not a BLU spy.
“Sniper?” asked Spy, a bit curious about why he seemed so scared.
“That’s not a spy…” He said, trying to catch his breath.
“Yes, we figured,” Spy said before getting interrupted.
You slowly opened your eyes and removed your hands from your ears, seeing as the scary man with the big weapon directly pointing at you before didn’t fire and you didn’t explode.
“That’s my-”
You looked around and that’s when you see him! You didn’t get the directions the nice purple lady gave you wrong!!
“DAD!!” You scream as you run over to your dad and hug his legs.
As you squeeze his legs, finally seeing your dad after so long and feeling safe, he doesn’t know how to react.
“-daughter,” he finished his sentence. He’s so relieved you’re ok. He doesn’t know what he would have done if he had found you hurt or worse.
“No frickin’ way…” muttered the Scout.
Soldier, Spy, Medic and also Engie and Pyro, who entered the room after the Sniper, were just as confused as Scout. Well, maybe not Pyro, because it understood something completely different (one shudders to imagine what inhuman thoughts lie behind that mask). But the rest of them were, and, with their eyes, they asked for an explanation. Demanded, even, in Scout’s case, because he couldn’t fathom the idea of Sniper of all people to get a girl, potentially a wife, before him.
…
Scout sighed in relief hearing that Sniper did not, in fact, get a girl before him. That he had found you as a baby one day when returning home and adopted you.
Everyone else just nodded in understanding (Heavy, Pyro), asked him questions (Engie, Medic, Spy) or praised him for doing the correct thing and not leave you to starve (Spy, Soldier, Demo). All while you were drawing in a corner with a pen and paper your dad gave you.
You stopped drawing once your dad had finished talking and introducing you to his team. Maybe he would introduce them to you next!Â
This was going to be your home for a while, after all.
NOTES P.2
Timeline:
Three years into the gravel war (for the main group of mercenaries’ pov).
You were adopted roughly a year before Sniper was hired. Your adopted family doesn’t know your birthday, but they estimate you’re 4-5 y/o.
Fun fact: I was considering at first (aka the first five seconds of thinking about the request) making the daughter a teenager and then remembered Sniper is 27-ish here so uuuh, nope.
About Sniper in this AU:
He’s a good dad… the three or four times a year he can visit you.
He doesn’t want to be an absent dad, but he’s too dedicated to his job as an assassin for RED.
He tries to convince himself he’s not that absent because he cares about you, talks to you at lest once a week through the phone and makes sure your grandparents treat you correctly.
He wouldn’t have accepted RED’s offer if he had known this job would drag out for so long. He can’t quit now.
About his daughter (you!):
She/her as was requested :D
Not much else to say, you're 4-5 years old so you behave as one.
[Backstory, this is explained in detail during the actual story so spoilers hehe] You were found in a dumpster (sorry lmao) This was not, in fact, mentioned in the story above, so I'll just paste it here:
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As he ran downstairs, his mind was flooded with images of how you came into his life, how he tried to raise you but had to go to this stupid war over a worthless piece of land. He thought it was ok, though, because once it was over he’d make up for the time he was away.Â
But he wouldn’t be able to do that if you died to one of his own teammates right now.
…
Mick was driving home after a long day under the hot Australian sun, a bit tired from hunting animals down all day but with a smile.
He did a small deviation to pass by a nearby gas station because the fuel gauge hovered dangerously close to empty.Â
Once the tank was full, he glanced at the convenience store and couldn’t resist grabbing something to eat for the rest of the long ride. He doesn’t remember what he bought, and it honestly doesn’t even matter.Â
As he was leaving the store, he heard a sound, apart from the flickering neon lights, and he stood there for a second trying to identify. Someone crying, high-pitched voice, coming from the side of the building. “From the side of the building? Next to the dumpster?” He thought.Â
And he was disgusted that he was right, that someone just got rid of a baby like that, but also glad he found you.
He didn’t know what to do, so he brought you home and asked his parents for help. They all came to the conclusion that they must have abandoned you after noticing that you didn’t grow a moustache like the rest. Mick saw himself on you because he also wasn’t born like most Australians. He remembered having a difficult time as a child trying to adapt without having any facial hair or Australia-shaped chest hair like the rest of the kids and, being an orphan? He knew your childhood would be even worse than his.
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#tf2 sniper#child reader#female reader#team fortress 2#tf2#writing#i'm not paranoid at all about sharing this#request
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