#team fortresss 2 spy

[bingusmode]

Smoke and the Stars

Spy x Reader

AN: In this story, your class name is Vet, short for Veterinarian.

Being elbow deep in Demomans organs was a bi-monthly activity Vet had to endure.

Not that she was complaining, once she got her first paycheck, she would do this every week if The Administrator asked. Her free hand reached up to swat the bottle of bourbon Demo was trying to pick up

“Stop that, At least wait until I get the new liver in”

“Aw, you’re no fun lassie,”

“You know what’s not fun? Liver failure”

Demo huffed and rolled his eyes as Vet slid the freshly sourced liver into place. Grabbing the Medigun above to seal the wound. Vet removed her blood stained gloves and handed Demo his well earned bottle.

“It would really help if you waited a few hours before drinking-“

“See you at dinner lass!”

He was already out the door. Vet sighed and cracked the bones in her sore back.

While she had gotten her degree in Veterinary Medicine, Miss Pauline assured her these men were close enough to animals. So far, she was right, Vet was sure that animals would leave less of a mess than her team did.

One of Medics spare doves cooed around her, hopping on her tool tray for attention. Vet smiled and rubbed the birds head with her finger

“Oh I know, I wish I could treat you instead.”

The dove cooed again before flying off to one of the many treat trays she had set around the operating room.

Vet opened the double doors out to the waiting room, going over her checklist.

“Alright boys, who’s next-“

Scout shoved himself infront of her before she could finish, trying to look sauve as possible with missing teeth.

Vet side stepped him and went about with her business. With Medic handling Heavy after an ubercharge gone wrong, she was left especially busy.

“Engineer?”

The Texan shook his head and leaned back in his chair

“Just came here for painkillers, arms been acting up”

Vet hummed and gave him a small RX bottle, moving down her list.

“Spy?”

Spy was something to say the least, she had never met someone so elegant and standoffish in her life, not to the mention his nasty habit of chain smoking.

Spy pulled away from his cigarette, letting the smoke spill from his lips.

“Trouble breathing,”

Vet did a double take

“You didn’t say that earlier?”

“I had an appointment with my tailor,”

Vet groaned, and motioned for him to follow her back into the operating room.

As she got set up again, she warily eyed the cigarette he held.

“Please put that out while you’re in here, trying to keep it clean”

“I know what Medic has in his fridge, and it’s not clean at all”

“I’m not Medic,”

Spy put out the cigarette anyway, standoffish? Yes, but a gentleman first.

With the Medigun positioned, and his suit unbuttoned, Vet got to work.

“You wouldn’t have trouble breathing if you didn’t smoke”

“Do you harass all your patients like this?”

“Only the fun ones,”

She smiled warily at him, Spy could see the exhaustion etched permanently on her face. He knew this was adding onto her pile of never ending work, but addiction is hard to break.

“It’s my escape, how else do you expect me to put up with Scouts insufferable antics?”

“Ignoring him like I do”

“You have more patience than me,”

Vet carefully removed one half of a blackened lung, quickly going to search the fridge for a fresh lung

“Thats the first ever complement you’ve given me, I’m honored Spy”

“It was an observation, not a complement”

“Keep telling yourself that”

The conversation slipped into comfortable silence. Spy closed his eyes and relaxed while she worked, he would never admit it. But he preferred her work over Medics, maybe it was her gentle touch rather than Medics harsh treatment. Or the rare moments of quiet she offered compared to the rest of the base.

It was almost like he could let his guard down, almost.

“Done.”

Vet closed him up and repeated her cleaning process, Spy’s fingers immediately found a cigarette and lighter.

“Absolutely not,”

Vet snatched the lighter

“No smoking in here, anywhere else sure, but I told you not in here,”

Spy admired her tenacity and unwillingness to back down, it made for interesting conversation. Another rare find throughout the base.

But still, he rolled his eyes and made his way to the exit. Vet right behind him to bring in her new patient.

“You’re work is always appreciated Doctor, but I’m afraid your insight will be ignored”

“Nicotine patches are a thing-“

“Nicotine patches don’t have elegance,”

He held out his hand for his lighter snd Vet reluctantly dropped it in.

“Being healthy is elegant. I just want the best for you boys”

Spy came to the conclusion Vet was a wonderful Doctor, but would make a terrible Spy. Always so open and honest, her emotions worn on her sleeve and ready to help at a moments notice.

Spy nodded at her before making his exit, momentarily considering her words.

But the lighter still flicked on and smoke once more filled his lungs.

Vet watched, a disapproving look on her face.

Scout tried to approach again but was shoved out of the way by a frantic Pyro. Holding up a stuffed animal with a tear in it. She knew she still had a long day ahead of her.

Weeks later, Spy found himself on the rooftop of TwoFort. Taking a drag of his comfort while looking up at the night sky. Vet was right, this was a nasty habit, but damn if it wasn’t warning him from the inside. It seemed like she was on his mind more and more nowadays.

Spy hated it, he hated feeling distracted, he hated how he wanted to talk to her and be in her presence.

He chalked it up to finally having worthy conversation partner, nothing more, nothing less.

“Mind if I join you?”

Speak of the devil and she shall appear

Vet closed the roof door behind her, dressed in more casual clothes that Spy hadn’t seen before.

Giving her a once over, he decided that it was a good look for her. Something that she would wear more often in her down time.

“Please, by all means,”

To his surprise, she took a seat right next to him, not complaining about the smoke

“No condescending comments today about how cigarettes are ruining my lungs?”

“I can’t make you stop, and this isn’t the operating room. I don’t like it, but you can do what you like,”

He considered for a moment putting it out but quickly disregarded the thought.

“What beings you up here in the night? Not pulling an all night are you?”

Vet chuckled and shook her head, opting to lean on the railing.

“No, just couldn’t sleep, how about you?”

“Wondering why I ever took this job”

“I thought it was the pay”

“No amount of money could pay me to deal with some of our colleagues”

Vet nodded and looked up at the sky

“I can relate, but if you left. Who would entertain me?”

Spy barked out a laugh and rolled his eyes

“Surely I am not your first choice of company”

Vet shrugged, lazily looking over at him

“You’re quiet, I like quiet. Let’s me clear my head and just exist for a moment”

Spy’s fingers twitched, something foreign rising in his chest before shoving it back down again

“Then you are most certainly foolish,”

“I don’t think I am, I think you’re just used to being alone,”

How could she say that so causally? This would be a borderline declaration of love where he was from. But this was just how Vet was, always upfront and truthful.

“I prefer solitude,”

“Then why are you still talking to me?”

“…you are an exception,”

Spy refused to make eye contact with her, looking out into the desert. But Vet didn’t mind, she didn’t need to see his eyes to know his sincerity.

She didn’t press him about hie comment, something he was grateful for. Instead they spent the hours in the rare quiet, basking in each others company and the stars.

Smoke was everywhere, Vet couldn’t see anything but smoke. Wheezing, she stayed close to the ground, trying to find her way out of the burning inferno.

She could hear the screams of Sniper and Scout burning. The hot cement burned her skin, embers eating away at her slowly. Vet knew the opposite Pyro was coming for her next, but she couldn’t leave fast enough. The smoke entering her lungs and weighing her down. She was so tired, she just wanted to sleep.

Vet closed her eyes and rested her head on the floor, ignoring the pain going up her cheek.

She assumed the footsteps behind her was the Pyro coming to finish her off. A hand grabbed at her, pulling her up with little hesitation.

Fingers snapped in front of her face, trying to get her to focus.

“Vet? Vet! Answer me!” that lovely French accent flooded her thoughts. But she could only moan in pain.

Spy swore and swiftly supported her weight, trying to get her out of the smoke filled barn. He had never seen her like this, so hurt and so vulnerable. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t panicking.

Spy couldn’t ignore the tightness in his stomach and the growing dread in his heart, not this time. He was able to ignore every iota of emotion towards Vet up until now, now she was badly hurt. This wasn’t how he imagined his first time holding her, but he couldn’t think on that now.

“Come on Mon Coeur, just a few steps forward”

“I can’t-“

“You can, don’t say such a thing”

He picked up his space, offering her rare words of encouragement while he navigated their escape. Heavy was able to hunt down the Pyro while Medic treated Vet. Spy watched on, making sure the wounds healed.

Whether she knew it or not, Spy dedicated himself to her safety from then on. Of course, she could still Respawn, but he would rather see her unharmed rather than see her suffer from the hands of combat. This was how he showed his dedication and loyalty, and Vet knew it. It was something understood between the both of them.

“Out late again?”

Spy heard the door of the roof shut, a sound that brought him comfort now.

“The stars require my company Mon Coeur,”

“The stars aren’t the only ones”

Vet took her usual spot next to him, just a few inches of space between the two.

Spy put out the cigarette he had lit just moments before, waving the smoke away quickly before it could reach Vet.

Vet didn’t say anything about it, she just smiled.

“Are you ever gonna teach me French?”

“There is no such time to learn the complexities of my language with our occupation”

Vet hummed snd looked up at the sky, moving a little closer to him.

“That’s a shame, you speak it so beautifully,”

Spy had long given up at the suppressing the warmth in his chest that she brought him, it was his new addiction.

“Another day Mon Coeur, I promise you”

Vet nodded and leaned her head on his shoulder, the both of them looking up the stars.

The two fell into their familiar silence, they could have spoken more but they didn’t need to. Spy already knew how he felt, and Vet knew it too. She always had.

[thoundcarriers]

brothers in..machine guns

[justtrashperson]

Did this for some -tober thingy but gave up for the rest of the month lmao

[squipedmew]

if you had told me a year ago that one of the best examples of animated horror i’d ever seen would essentially be an animated tf2 darkfic i would have laughed

[scout985]

no mask

[thebestpartofwakingup]

Scout: Ay yo daddy-o how's about you's a pass me the salt

Sniper and spy: *both reach for salt*

Scout's mom:

Spy:

Sniper:

Scout:

[scout985]

Reupload

[thoundcarriers]

[thoundcarriers]

that panel from the official comic but it’s classic sniper and spy

[thebestpartofwakingup]

Tf2 thought

Spy is Ms. Pauling’s Ms. Pauling

[thebestpartofwakingup]

Proposed Tf2 AU: sniper turns out to be scout's dad

Unlike with dad spy the knowledge of their relationship would instantly change their dynamic

Sniper is maybe the second most anti social merc and this would force him to try and change his behavior

Sniper is easily the second or third most family oriented merc

Sniper probably wouldn't have known until scout found out and would feel immense guilt for 'abandoning' his son he didn't know about

Scout has to learn to let go of the bitterness he had over having no dad, built on the assumption that he had just up and left, when the entire thing had been a cruel accident the likes of which Sniper regrets immensely

Sniper putting forth a really really strong effort to be a good dad, despite scout's annoyance and his own shortcomings

Sniper tries in vein to recreate all the father-son things he missed. Scout is very annoyed

Every other merc tells scout to suck it up and go along with it for sniper, who is trying desperately to make a connection

Someone (probably spy) makes a comment along the lines of 'so that's where scout gets his misfortune with the ladies' and sniper pummels him

[thebestpartofwakingup]

Best fanfic idea

Sniper and spy are an established couple, Sniper is very close to scout, who looks up to him kinda like a father figure cause Sniper tolerates him more than any of the other nerds and he’s just so COOL!

And then one day Spy, perhaps a little optimistic, tells Sniper he’s Scouts father and asks him not to tell Scout.

Sniper puts up an effort but as he and Scout get closer the allure of the three of them forming a domestic family unit...especially now with his mum and dad gone...it’s too much to pass up

So he tells Scout and he freaks out on him “HOW LONG DID YA KNOW?! MAN I TRUSTED YOU AND SHIT AND HERE YOUSE IS FAULKIN MY DAD AND SHIT!” so Sniper kind of slinks off to spy and after a nice unwinding evening he tells him he and Scout had a fight and why and spy freaks out, obligatory sad chapter where Sniper is sad and lonely

But scout forgives sniper quickly cause it’s not like he’s the reason Spy sucks so much, and their friendship rebloasoms but Sniper is a lot more defensive whenever Scout talks about his dad/spy

And eventually spy gets really jealous and fed up of scout and sniper hogging one another and has another fight with Sniper about how Scout doesn’t need him in his life if he’s just gonna be an untrustworthy bum and how Sniper isn’t gonna let the kid down just for a good romp. So spy does some self reflecting or whatever and a few chapters later he tells Scout that he’s ready to try and be a part of his life again and Scout is all “I dunno” but sniper kind of eggs him on and it’s really awkward at first but sniper helps both sides, warming scour of Spys weird hang ups and pushing Spy to try and give Scout’s annoying outwards self a chance to grow on him.

[thebestpartofwakingup]

I guess you can say he takes after his father 😎

TF2 mercs alignment, disuss