#teamfortresstwo sniper

[lt-but-gay]

Comfort doodle of Sniper and my sona <3

[i-willstealyourtoes]

Headcanons for Sniper tf2 x Reader where Sniper doesn't connect much with anyone else but reader, please :3

Oooo this one sounds interesting ^^ I'll try my best!

Sniper only connecting with the reader

- As we all know, Sniper is...

- Not very sociable

- He keeps to himself mostly, talking to the other mercs but not really anyone else

- This is both out of choice but also due to his attitude(?)

- Sniper is for sure an introvert, and feels more comfortable alone with nature than in a crowded party with friends and strangers

- But even if he liked social events, he'd have troubles anyway

- He's not very... friendly

- He's never really fit in with most people, and he's come to terms with that

- He talks to the mercs, but that's more just because they have to be good with each other

- Although he does like them, he still prefers to be alone mostly

- But you? You're an exception

- He doesn't know why, but he just... connects with you so easily?

- Usually he feels quite wary of people he doesn't know, but he actually takes a liking to you quite quick

- You don't seem to mind his quirks, which is a shock to him since as when he was a kid he was constantly made fun of for it

- At first, he doesn't really come up to you and start a conversation, but you notice how he defaults to sticking with you in group situations

- If you ask, he might get a little embarrassed

- "What? Oh, uh... you're the closest to me..."

- He obviously meant it as in, proximity, but the other what is true as well

- Once you hang out more, he will invite you to hang out, and if you like it, he'll let you join him while he does his usual routine any time!

- If anyone asks about his behaviour, he'll simply grumble and walk away, clearly embarrassed

- But even if people tease him about it, he'll still come up to you at any point

- His favorite thing about you is that sometimes, you don't even have to talk to each other, you can just sit with each other

- If he ever feels angry or sad, he'll just sneak up to you, but won't talk about it

- He just wants to sit with you (don't tease him about it he'll just close off)

- He might be a little cold at the very beginning, but he quickly starts to hang out with you more than the other mercs

[amoebeau]

ooijh my god i was ferally holding backon asking you about teamfortresstwo becaus i am fearful for asks But WHOZUR FAVOURITE MERC HAII HAII

OHHGHH what a beautiful coincidence.... the floodgate is open now everybody can ask me about tee eff two (i welcome it)

my favorite is sniper (hes also my main) but im not drawing his stupid hat ever

[fr0ggs]

AOUGH I SMILYD BIG WHEN I SAW THIS. JOYS FOR ME

tagged by @maeo-png :333

last song i listened to - Drink by Destroy Boys

currently watching - i dont really watch shows too often but recentley ive been watching a lot of snapcube videos + the midnight snap :D [i almost the fucking midnight sniper] [edit: i fucked that up too. i meant i almost wrote the fucking midnight sniper. the]

currently reading - i dont really read books too often BUT i do really wanna read house of leaves because of myhouse.wad

current obsession - telltale batman. i might get the game. im not normal abt this its so fucking good

tags:

@satelliteofsin @stangeranfanficion @the-first-step @imgoing80hds @funkyjunkyfangz @portal-patters @teamfortresstwo @buggerscorner @keeperofthebees

(Tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better!!)

I was tagged by @vex-ing :]

Last Song you listened to - Heaven Sent is a Coffee Cup by Bears in Trees

currently watching - i’ve been getting into Top Gear the Grand Tour recently

currently reading - rereading Good Omens in time for season two

Current Obsession - BIIG into Half Life rn. have been playing sven co-op with some friends :]

Tagging (can’t reach 9 oof) - @fr0ggs @capvlian @firequackersss @blackfliesinbluesugar @thatgordongirl

[i-luv-sweets]

|I’ll Save You| Yandere Sniper x sibling reader (Platonic)

Sniper drove to the payphone, ready to call his parents and tell them how he was doing. Mundy loved his parent calls every time he check on them. Even when his father would berate him consistently on his job choice. He thought treading out of his van and striding towards the payphone. Pressing the correct order of buttons to make the call. chik chik chik-  The hushed ringing sound of the payphone soon reached the australian’s ears. There was no indication of anyone picking up the phone after a few seconds. When the call went dead, Sniper punched in the number again. The same unbroken abrasive sound of ringing never ceasing to leave. Yet again, dead air went to the phone. Mundy clenched his teeth together in tension. His lanky form showing signs of apprehensiveness. Putting together his composure, he decided to just drive back home. He was going to tell his parents that the team disbanded anyways.

Reaching the small cozy house of his parents, a reminiscing feeling swelled in his chest. The old memories of his childhood seeping into his mind. How he grew up happily.

The unwinding breaths escaping him somehow making the scene more tranquil. Staggering out of his van eagerly, he advanced to the lumber porch.

An unsettled feeling warped in his gut. His sights caught on to another sharpshooter’s gun holes in the glass window. Mundy’s creeping dense footsteps making the porch groan. 

Someone is here... Suffocating muteness fogged Sniper’s mind upon opening the door. Vigilance flowing throughout his system. Dismay fell into Mundy’s face as an unconfined feeling of horror and wrath spread through him. The lifeless bodies of his parents lay on the floor with a gaping hole in each of their heads.

Why? What happened? When did this happen?! What did his parents do? The safety and peace he felt with every phone call made his emotions swirl. It was going back and forth, anger, sadness, and grief.

He was mourning silently. There was no other way to explain it. No better word to describe it. It was everything he feared. His nightmares eating him alive. The reality of what was in front of him seeping in.

Mundy’s throat tightened with every breath he took. The overwhelming feeling of devastation forcing him to his knees. His body looming over the dusted wooden floor below him. He wanted to scream, yell, punch something. Someone! The person who did this!

His fists clenching to the point his knuckles turned white. He kept swallowing, the knot not leaving his neck. His eyes becoming tearful from his feelings. Mundy couldn’t move, he was petrified to the spot.

sob gasp  Sniper jolted up at the noise. All his thoughts flooding out, an ember of rage igniting in his chest. His movements flounced towards the sound. Gripping his Kukuri and just wanted to shut the noise up. Whoever was still here was going to pay the price of killing his parents. Opening up the storage room of the small dusty house, Mundy was met with a small figure...It was a little girl. Their dirty clothes and disheveled hair showing that they were hiding for a long time. You were sobbing at the sight of Sniper’s aggressive state. You hid your face into your knees ready to get hit. Mundy was nonplussed upon seeing you. Why were you here? He stepped back from you and lowered his sharp weapon. The australian’s eyes landing on unfamiliar pictures. His gaze faltered when he looked at you before treading to the photos. Getting a closer look at the cracked glass frame he saw his parents and you. It seemed that all of them were happy. You held a certificate that was too small to read. However the building behind the three was recognisable. It was an orphanage, you were adopted. The thought made Mundy cringe and feel loathsome. You? They chose you? A weak pipsqueak cry baby to live?! Why did you have to live? Why didn’t you die instead of his parents? His hands gripped the picture tighter, to the point the photo might’ve ripped. Sniper then composed himself, releasing a breath. His eyes glazed over the photos. All of them showing his parents and you being overjoyed with each other. The photo in his hand soon loosened in his hold. His parents cared for you. They loved you just as much as they did with him. You weren’t related to each other, yes. However you were his sister. It was his turn to look after you now, he has to be a good big brother. Wearily turning to view his parents, sorrow struck him. You were hesitantly stepping towards the corpses. The movement of your arms showing how you wanted to reach out. But you moved them back like you touched a hot stove. Sniper had to keep you safe. You were the only family he had left. He can’t let you die like his parents. He’ll do things right this time, he’ll protect you. You won’t feel the same pain again. He made an amble walk to you, your fearful and teary gaze meeting his eyes. “G’day there lil ankle biter wot’s your name?” Sniper asked trying his best to not seem threatening. You felt intimidated, his tall looming figure not helping you calm down. Your eyes falling onto his sniping rifle and averting back to the bodies of your parents.

 Mundy was quick to realize this and slowly kneeled down to your height. “Don’t look there ok sheila? Moi name’s Mundy, oi’m your older brotha. The boy on those old photos.” He reasoned out with both of his hands in front of him showing no aggression. Glancing at the pictures it did look like the man in front of you. A perplexed feeling resonated in you. You have never met your brother but your parents always talked about him. Whenever they talked about him your parents were so cheerful, while you were so bewildered. A part of her younger mind never understood them. But it was clear that they missed him. They always spoke so fondly of them, that they would try their best to get you to speak to him on the phone. However you were always too nervous. Fiddling with your matted and grimy hair you looked at your feet. “I’m Y/N. Mom and dad always wanted me to say hi to you.” Mumbling your response warily to the man. The sentence you said explained why his parents always kept whispering “come here, come here lil one” over the phone. Having your name he smiled a bit being friendly. This was progress, you weren’t afraid of him. A bittersweet smile then formed on his face, all this time they tried leading you to talk to him.  “Well lil Y/N, why not take a shower first while oi clean up yeh?” He asked you before hesitantly patting your head. Flinching at the sudden contact you hummed, going to your room. Seeing you leave Sniper looked at his parents with a sullen gaze. Kneeling down to them he closed their open eyes. Tears almost welling in his eyes as another knot formed in his throat. “Oi met them mum, dad. Oi’ll take care of em. Oi promise.” He mumbled getting ready to give them a proper burial. Then something struck the bushman’s mind. What if the people come after you and him? He can’t have that, it’s too dangerous. Looks like the both of you will have to be on the road for a long while. Sniper proceeded to clean out the house while you were cleaning yourself up. Soon as he packed important documents he found something. He himself wasn’t their real son. A hollow laugh escaped his lips. Looks like you and him have a few things in common. Mundy packed everything you would’ve needed into a bag and put them in his van. He also packed the documents of course, in case you two needed them. He already buried his parents. You walked out of your room looking cleansed. Seeing your brother pack things you tilted your head in confusion. Why were you two leaving? Sniper went up to you and patted your head. “We’ll be on the road for awhile. Anythin ya want ta grab before we leave?” There was nothing really important you needed other than clothes. The items you had also were just toys, so nothing you needed. You shook your head at him staying silent. Nodding in understanding Mundy then perked up remembering an important subject. “How old are ya by tha way sheila?” He questioned kneeling down to you once again to be less intimidating.  “I’m 14.” There wasn’t much you wanted to talk about at the moment and Sniper understood that. He was still practically a stranger. With a satisfied look he stood up and reached out for your hand. Your eyes stared at the offer for awhile before shakily putting your hand in his for him to lead you. You were gently guided to his van and he opened the passenger side, helping you buckle up. When Sniper sat in the drivers side and started the car you finally spoke up. “Where are we going?” Mundy gave you a small smile. “We’re goin camping.” (This will be a full story like yandere Engineer. So get ready!)

[tf2afterhours]

> Read from the beginning <

[mrdatatheawesome]

I FORGOT I MADE THIS ASHKLDJHFLAKSJDFH

[snipergamingmoment]

Beats to chill and get called a bot to

[kfcspicychickensandwich]

Je t'aime, ma chérie.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36282925

Summary: Spy reads French poetry to you as you fall asleep on him. 

A/N: This is my first time writing a fic, I really hope you enjoy it!

The end of the day was near, and all was coming to a close. The house was quiet, with only the soft sound of rain falling coating the room you were in with a drowsy, soothing atmosphere. The room had only one light source; the carefully tended fireplace in the front. The soft scent of fire and books soothed all your senses, so much so that you were beginning to fall asleep.

“Et la mer et l’amour ont l’amer pour partage.”

The soft, quiet, deep voice, tinged with a French accent was only helping you in your descent into sleep.

“Et la mer est amère et l’amour est amer,”

You could feel the vibrations of his voice through his chest, which was currently serving as your personal pillow.

“L’on s’abîme en l’amour aussi bien qu’en la mer,”

He paused, but only for a brief moment to take a small sip, most likely from his wine. At this point, you’ve never felt so comfortable. The quiet sound of the rain, the soft crackling of the fire, the familiar scent of aged paper, the subtle scent of wine, and the warming heat of the fire surrounding your body all made you feel so, so comfortable.

“Car la mer et l’amour ne sont point sans orage.”

But what made you feel the most at home was the person you were currently about to fall asleep on. How this happened, you do not know. But what you do know, is that he cares for you so much. To others, he may seem extremely hard to read. But to you, he’s like an open book. He may not say it, but you know he loves you. The subtle hand on your back when he’s walking with you, the knowing look that you both share when you pass each other in the halls.

“Si l’eau pouvait éteindre un brasier amoureux,”

Sometimes when in battle, you fail to notice an enemy approaching behind you. But as soon as you turn around, the enemy is already dead, and you can barely make out the silhouette of someone whoosh away. You know he loves you, because you’ve seen it with your own eyes.

“Ton amour qui me brûle est si fort douloureux,” Alas, it was becoming harder to keep your eyes open. They started feeling heavier and heavier, almost like weights upon your eyes. So welcomingly, you closed them and allowed sleep to take you.

“Que j’eusse éteint son feu de la mer de mes larmes.”

Hearing your breathing slow down, the Spy softly smiled and closed his poetry book. He knew you needed time to unwind in the day, and he also knew you were having trouble sleeping. He was glad that you were able to fall asleep, and even happier to know his voice was able to softly lull you to sleep.

You did not hear the soft, whispered declaration of “Je t’aime” from him, nor did you feel the soft kiss he placed upon your sleeping form.

Translations:

Et la mer et l’amour ont l’amer pour partage, The sea and love share a bitterness,

Et la mer est amère et l’amour est amer, For the Sea is stinging and love is resentful,

L’on s’abîme en l’amour aussi bien qu’en la mer, We drown in both love and the sea,

Car la mer et l’amour ne sont point sans orage. For the sea and love are not without storms.

Si l’eau pouvait éteindre un brasier amoureux, If water could extinguish a loving blaze,

Ton amour qui me brûle est si fort douloureux, Your love that burns me is so painful,

Que j’eusse éteint son feu de la mer de mes larmes. That I had extinguished its fire from the sea of my tears.

Je t’aime I love you.

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reupload, cus i decided to use my other account for GOOD ARTWORKS ONLY, NOT FOR SOME SHITTY DOODLEZ AND SHITPOST LIKE THIS

[i-luv-sweets]

Masterlist

Yandere engineer

|Use Less Gun| Yandere Engie x reader 

|Use Less Gun| Part 2

|Use Less Gun| Part 3

|Use Less Gun| Part 4

|Use Less Gun| Part 5

Yandere Sniper

|I’ll Save You| Yandere Sniper x sibling reader (Platonic)

|I’ll Save You| Part 2

|I’ll Save You| Part 3

|I’ll Save You| Part 4

|I’ll Save You| Part 5

Yandere Spy

|Lurking Eyes| Yandere Spy x reader 

|Lurking Eyes| Part 2

Love triangles TF2

|I'll Save You| Part 5

|I'll Save You| Part 6

|Practical Efficiency| Sniper x reader x Engineer

|Practical Efficiency| Part 2 (Final)

|Flower thoughts| Medic x reader x spy

Oneshots

|Flower thoughts| Medic x reader x spy Part 2 (Final)

|Old Friends| Spy x reader x Engie Part 1

|Never ending love| timelooped Engineer x reader

|Clingy| Yandere scout x reader (Joke story)

|Troublesome| Engineer x reader

X reader stories

|Not my side?| Scout x reader

|Not my side?| Part 2 (Final)

| I said stay back! | Sniper x sibling reader (Platonic)

|Not into you| Scout x reader

|Not into you| Scout x reader Part 2 (Final)

|Family is Us| Heavy x teen reader (Platonic)

Imagines

When the Mercs are jealous

Give them flower crowns

[i-luv-sweets]

|I’ll Save You| Yandere Sniper x sibling reader (Platonic) Part 2

The road trip was uncomfortably quiet. Only for Sniper though, you appeared to be enjoying the van view. Honestly Sniper was still wrapping his head around being adopted and their parents dying. However he knew he had to move on, he had to take care of you and be strong now. “Is there anything you want to know about me? Oi know that oi’m a stranger to ya.” 

vrrrrrrrrrr The hushed hum of the engine was all Sniper heard. Nothing else reached his ears. Quickly peering at your direction he saw your pondering state of mind. Mundy’s mind soon went solace, you were just thinking. It would’ve been awkward if you stayed silent.  “What’s your name? Unless you want me to call you Bro the whole time.” You spoke up not really bothering to turn your head to him since you enjoyed the view. Sniper almost made a ghost smile towards you. “Moi name is Mundy and oi don’t mind being called Bro.” He responded taking another swift glance your way. A small hum was caught by him. “How old are you?” The next question was followed directly after the hum. It almost threw Mundy off due to how swift it was. “Oi’m 26. You said you were 14 yeh?” Another hum was heard. Mundy wasn’t that bothered by your lack of response. He himself didn’t know what to say to you. Though he was grateful that you knew he was trying. Trying to at least bond with you within the first moments of meeting you. Sniper wasn’t the one to talk much, unless he was really happy or excited.  ding ding ding Taking a look at the dashboard he realized that his gas tank was almost empty. “Awh piss.” He muttered to himself. The words were caught by your ears leading you to hold in a snicker. Mundy looked up at you and chuckled lightly. “Don’t go sayin stuff loike that.” You simply crossed your arms rather childishly. “I’m 14, I should be allowed to say that as well.” You reasoned and made Mundy reach over to ruffle your head. “Not in moi van.” This was great in Mundy’s mind. If he kept on having moments like this, you two should have a good sibling relationship. Taking a few turns they ended up at a gas station. The sharpshooter took a few dollars out of his wallet and handed them to you. “Go ahead and buy a snack and drink. Stay away from strangers though ok?” Giving him a firm nod before advancing into the store. Entering the small gas station you stayed quiet and browsed the shelves. Soon settling on a pack of jerky and soda. Taking a scan at your brother through the window, you grew a small grin. He wasn’t the person you’d expect from looking at the old photos in the house. In a few pictures it showed him being a nervous and geeful kid. He did seem a bit nervous but now he must’ve learned how to compose himself. It would’ve been nice to see him talk a bit more though. Another photo showed him in a tree throwing rocks. At least that one made sense. Especially since you saw his sniper rifle. However, no matter what you expected that man was your brother. In all fairness he wasn’t that bad. He didn’t speak much to you but it was assuming because he was used to being alone.  Going up to the cashier, you placed your items and money on the counter. The girl at the register ringed you up and packed your things in a small bag. “Is that your dad?” She asked leaning over the counter. You shook your head and grabbed the bag and the change. “He’s my big bro.” You responded in a polite tone before walking away. “He looks like a...” The woman trailed off watching you proceed out the doorway and back to the van.  You entered the vehicle quietly and sat down eating your jerky. Sniper finished up filling his van before he glanced back inside the building. When he didn’t see you inside he instantly assumed the worst. Seeing his panicked state you got out of the car and tugged on his sleeve. “Gah!” Sniper jolted up in bewilderment. “I was already inside the van.” You spoke taking out a piece of jerky and chewing it. Mundy moved his hands to his hips and bounced on his feet for awhile. “Yer a quiet one arent’cha?” He spoke with a hint of jesting in his tone. You moved your head to the side considering that me might be right. “I tend to have a bad habit of doing that. I used to scare ma and dad accidentally when they called for me.” You mentioned going back inside the car. The australian couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought. You must’ve been a real bugger to ma and pa. He was imagining you silently standing in the doorway with one of their parents having a flabbergasted expression upon turning around. The thought making him have a bittersweet smile, one that you didn’t fail to notice. He then hopped into the van and started it up before he continued to drive down the road. Sikk The sound of your soda bottle being opened was heard. Thankfully the silence in the van this time was more serene than before. Lacking the awkwardness it held a few minutes ago. “Can I open the window?” You asked in a meek tone. Sniper gave you a quiet hum of approval letting you press the button to pull the window down. It was amusing to see you stick your hand out and make a waving motion with it. While you were occupied with your hand, Mundy kept his eyes on the road for the camping grounds. He could have camped in the forest with just both of you. But they weren’t in any danger as of right now. So it should be acceptable to stay in a public camp for now. “Do ya loike campin?” The bushman questioned as he scratched his face. Not tearing your gaze away from your flowing hand you responded to him. “Yeah, I’d do it in the front or backyard of the house.” You decided against yourself to mention both of your parents. Based on the hollow smile you saw on him. It was not only you hurting, it was him as well. Resting your arm on the side of the window you let the lukewarm breeze blow against your face. It was very nice to be frank, you and your older brother had a lot of things in common. Both are an outdoors person, both quiet, and...Actually that’s all you could think of at the moment. You were sure that you’d learn more about him later. Him the same with you as well. It wasn’t long until the two of you reached your destination. Sniper parked the van in a secluded area away from others. “Oi’ll set up the fire. Go ahead and explore, not too far though.” You gave him a thumbs up before walking off to check out the camping grounds. You saw a few squirrels and birds, along with other people on the other side of the campgrounds. Not going over to the people you set your sites on another place. There was a lake that caught your attention, the glistening blue waters drawing you in closer. There were 3 boulders leading into the lake. Each one bigger than the other. Leaping onto the large rocks you soon stood on the largest one. Sitting down on  it you decided to gaze at the water below. It was very dark, the shadows from the setting sun not really helping you enjoy it. The shallow part was enjoyable, however seeing the lake being layered deeper and deeper into the dark blue abyss it made you uncomfy.  “Y/N! Come back, oi got tha fire started!” You heard your big brother call out to you. Glancing at the lake one last time, you blew a raspberry at it before running back to him. Upon reaching the van you sat on a log near the fire. You watched as Mundy put hot dogs on spits and roasted them over the hot flaming embers. It interested you a bit on how he started it since there was no matches or lighters. Sniper caught on to your curious gaze and hummed. “Oi’m gonna teach ya how ta survive in tha wilderness too don’t worry.” Giving him a simple thumbs up you went back to looking between the fire and the lake. “O-Oi’m gonna be honest, ya won’t be attending school no more. It would be best if ya learned survival in case that sharpshooter comes for our heads.” He sputtered out while tapping his foot anxiously. Giving him a shrug you started to grow a smile. “I already learned the educational basics. I’ll be fine without school anyways.” You answered making Sniper hold back a grin, excited to show you how to hunt, track, and maybe even shoot. A content expression grew on your face. You had to admit, he was a cool family member. The most recent memory of Mundy being mentioned was when dad would berate him on the phone. Only for him to hang up and have a proud look plastered on his face. Mundy handed you your food and you happily took it. Another session of comfortable silence between you two. As the night overcame the sky you felt obligated to look up. It was always nice to see the sky without the city lights. You would be able to see the whole blanket of stars without them. Such a breathtaking scene that you could always see in certain areas. Taking a glance at your sibling you saw him staring up at the sky as well. Soon the two of you stopped your stargazing and decided to wrap it up for the night.  “You can sleep in tha back, oi’ll sleep in the drivers seat.” He spoke up before unlocking the van for you to enter. The inside consisted of a bed and drawers containing clothes probably. Your backpack full of clothes was also hanging on the wall. “Goodnight bro.” You said settling into the bed. Mundy tipped his hat to you and gave you a brief smile. “G’night lil ankle biter.”

[i-luv-sweets]

| I’ll Save You| Yandere Sniper x sibling reader (Platonic) Part 4

Warm lighting resonated into the old cozy household. While the smell of freshly made breakfast wavered through the air. Blinking your eyes awake you hummed at the thought of bacon. Hurriedly pushing yourself off the bed, you got yourself ready to head into the kitchen. Striding down the hall you saw your father sitting at the table with your mom in the kitchen. A smile creeping up on your face upon seeing them. “Good morning Ma, Da.” You said heading over to sit at the dining table.  Mrs. Mundy turned around and saw your  messy hair. “Y/N it looks like you have just rolled out of bed. For heaven’s sake go brush your hair.” She exclaimed giving you a knowing look. Mr.Mundy chuckled at the scene laid before him. “Well, she did just roll out of bed dear.”

You nodded along to your father's words before your mother shook her head and turned off the stove. “Go get your brush in the closet, I want to brush your hair.” She spoke, making you give her a quirky grin. “I can brush it myself ma.”You playfully whined as you made your way to the closet door.  “But I want to brush my baby’s hair.” She teased causing your to roll your eyes and enter the closet. “Ma! I’m not a baby.” “Then learn to grow up haha.” The playful banter between the two of you kept on flowing like a river. Until it didn’t... BLAM! BLAM! Thud...Thump “Ma?...Da?” Your voice faltered when you peeked out from the closet. You didn’t have the heart to look. You couldn’t look. All you gazed upon was the two bullet holes in the window. A faint metallic smell swarmed into your system. Shock and fear was all you felt. Your vision started to get distorted. Black spots started to corrupt your vision.  Staggering back you noticed that the once cozy house was now full of dirt and grime. Knock knock knock “Mum? Dad? Oi’m back!” The muffled voice of your older brother echoed through the house. Relief shot through your as you rushed to the door. Opening it you were met with the front of a sniper rifle. “Ima put one between your eyes you bloody drongo.” Mundy growled out with gritted teeth. Your footing wavered upon seeing the face of your angry brother. “Mundy, it’s me your little sister.” You reasoned out with a  tremulous smile. A dim gaze was all that you saw. “You aren’t moi sista. Oi don’t even know you! You pint sized snot having gremlin!” A feeling of dread coursed through your veins as a ball formed in your throat. You couldn’t speak, why couldn’t you speak? “In fact, oi bet you did it. You caused this somehow yeh?” You shook your head in a frantic tears welling up into your eyes. You didn’t do it. You didn’t cause this! Air, you needed air. It felt like you were suffocating! Falling to the floor you opened your mouth to breath in but you couldn’t. It was like nothing was happening. You tried yelling out for help, something, someone! Your voice not coming out as you looked up at the aussie. Sniper held a grim smile. “Having trouble? ‘ere then. Let me help you.” He said as he raised his gun and- “MUNDY!” You yelled out as you sprang up from the mattress. Your breaths were shallow as you tried your best to intake as much air as you could. The sweat on your body and the heat causing you to feel even more discomfort. The vigorous beating of your heart wouldn’t stop. You lingered in the same position until you calmed down enough to start moving. A sigh escaped you as you looked around at your surroundings. You were in the van. Mundy must of placed you inside. Looking down you saw your trembling hands resting on your lap. What the fuck? You didn’t want to think about your parents why did your brain have to bring it up? You ran a hand through your hair and rubbed your face. It had been about 3 weeks. 3 weeks you did your best to avoid the thought of them. The corpses of your parents still haunting your mind. A shiver crept up your spine when you thought about it. You always believed that ignorance was bliss. So you did what you could to ignore what had happened. Ignore that your brother was just a stranger. You can be a grown up just like your parents wanted you to be. Why did you have to worry when you could just ignore all the bad things? You just didn’t want to deal with any of those problems. Shaking your head from the thoughts you noticed a note stuck to the van door. Reaching out towards the note your eyes started to skim through the note. ‘ Stay in the Van for now ok Y/N? I’ll be back soon. Just getting a job from one of the contacts.’ Putting down the note you had just read you sighed. A stranger, that’s what Mundy was. However he was the only person you had at the moment. He took you with him without you really knowing him. Yet you opened up too easily. An annoyed groan escaped your throat.  It didn’t matter, these things don’t matter.  “Do we still have chips?” You muttered to yourself as you searched the back of the van for any food for you to eat. Unfortunately there was nothing of the sort. Looks like you need to go out. Your eyes catching sight of a few dollars in a backpack. Mundy wouldn’t mind if you took a few dollars for food. He would be gone for awhile anyways. Opening the van door, the warm and bright rays of the sun greeted your face. You started to squint your eyes before looking around. It was a trailer park, Sniper’s van was at the far side away from everyone. Did Mundy walk to his job?You hummed and shoved the money in your pants pocket before closing the door and started to walk around. It had to be around after noon, God were you asleep that long? Advancing through the trailer park you did your best to avoid strangers. There were sounds of mixed conversations and laughter as you walked deeper into the crowds. However it then occurred to you that you didn’t know where you were going. Not only that but you had lost your way back to Sniper’s van. “Fucking damn it.” You mumbled under your breath. If Mundy was here he’d probably say language. A small chuckle escaped you from that thought. Moving your head around to try and at least get some type of bearings, someone tapped your shoulder. “Hey!..Uh Hey..Uh, are you lost?” The boy was around your age, with a gangling figure. His hair was a messy light brown cut with a few white strands of hair mixed together. His brown eyes shielded by glasses seemed to be studying you just like you were to him. Knocking yourself out of your thoughts you nodded. “Yeah i’m just looking for a food stand though.” Once hearing your words he gave a timid smile. “Me and my folks got some hot dogs. I’m sure they won’t mind if you had some.” You hesitated to answer him, it would be fine. Can’t say no to free food right? Taking your silence as a yes, he simply took your hand and led you to a trailer van where his parents were. 

There was a man grilling, he had the same brown hair as the young boy. He had a stocky build with a trimmed beard. His clothes were a simple flannel shirt just like the ones that lumberjacks wear.You then averted your gaze to the lady next to him. She looked slender with her bob cut black hair and a flowing sun dress. “Hey mom, dad! Is it ok if my friend here has a hot dog?” The lean man turned around and shrugged. “Sure thing, do you want anything on it?” he asked you. A shy look overtook your face before fiddling with your shirt. “Anything is fine really.” A hum was heard from the man before the woman next to him turned to you. “Why don’t you sit down dear? It will only take a moment.” Giving her a nod you sat down on one of the foldable chairs with the boy next to you. Seeing his parents made a twinge of sadness overcome you for a moment. No, can’t think, it doesn’t matter. That doesn’t matter. But if that didn’t matter, why did you feel your heart drop? “So, uh got a name?” He asked tilting his head at you and averting his eyes meekly from time to time. Looking his way you looked down. Just stop thinking, be polite. “My name is Y/N. You?” “Oh! Kiel is my name, and- and if you have a question. Ask away.”  Kiel stumbled with his words as he scratched the back of his neck trying to collect himself. “You have white hair, is it dyed?” The boy jolted up at the sudden sound of your voice and shook his head. “No, no, genetics. I get that a lot tho- though so uh. My hair does look like I dyed it-” He kept on rambling with a jittery tone and you just sat there listening to him. He was quick to realize what he was doing though since he stopped mid sentence and gave you a sheepish grin. “Sorry, rambling. Anywho where are your parents?” A shrug was all you gave him in response, sadness once again pricking at your eyes. Kiel awkwardly yelped and put both his hands out in a ‘calm down’ motion.  “Uhm Good, that’s- looking good. Are you ok? A-Ar- actually don’t...answer that. I’m actually sure you’re fine.” Taking in deep and slow breaths you managed to collect yourself as the young boy next to you kept on rambling about ‘being ok?’ or ‘i’m sorry’. It sort of made you recover from your grieving break down. Wait, grieving? That’s not how you feel right? You’re ok!  Before your thoughts could go deeper, your mind got grounded by a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, let’s go on a walk around here. Pretty sure, well not pretty sure, but fairly certain that it can calm you down!” Kiel suggested with a wistful smile. Your gaze went to the floor about to contemplate about your problems once again until the boy quickly stood up and walked away before returning back to you with the same amount of haste. “Plus! Plus, free food yeah? It’ll make you feel better, look it’s got ketchup. I- I wasn’t sure if you liked relish haha. Actually why do they call it relish? It’s just pickles.” His rambling annoyed you a tad bit. But it had some comforting charm to it. A half smile crept up on your face as you sighed out a small sound of amused laughter. Kiel jumped up a bit and handed you the hot dog. Taking it in your hand you shook your head and stood up. “Yeah let’s go on that walk. Where to?” His face lit up the slight amount and stood up beside you. “Well, we could get ice cream with that money you had on you. Not like I was trying to steal it, I just notice-”  “Ok then just show me the way. It’ll probably be enough.” You stopped him, knowing that he’d probably never stop. He silently nodded and led you deeper into the trailer park as you ate your food. With the guidance of your new friend you only bought him one cone of vanilla ice cream. You didn’t want any since you just ate. “So uh heh i’m gonna be opening a wound here. But! But, if you don’t have parents are you with someone else? N- no! That- What I said was insensitive i’m sorry. Actually don’t answer that forget about it.” Kiel started to fidget with his hands, nervously rubbing them together.  “I have an older brother.” You responded making the teen have a look of shock. You raised a brow in his direction, confused to why he had such a look written on his face. “Well I didn’t think you would respond. So you have a brother! Cool, cool, do you look similar?” “I was adopted.” Your answer immediately made Kiel look distraught on what to say next. You laughed at his expression and patted his shoulder. “It’s fine, not like it bothers me anyway. Cause my bro treats me like family still.” Kiel made a timid chuckle and nodded along to your words. The both of you started to walk blindly around the trailer park. A comfortable conversation was flowing between the two of you. Well it was more of a one sided conversation but you didn’t mind that much on his ramblings. In fact it gave you some time to reflect. Mainly about your older brother. You honestly didn’t know if you wanted to be closer or stay hesitant and quiet from him. You’d usually be a chatty person when it came to people you cared about. turning your gaze to Kiel you proceeded to blindly nod at his words. Not as chatty as the boy next to you but chatty enough. It’s been about 3 weeks, it’s not like it would kill you to actually try to talk more to Mundy. A few images from your nightmare flashed into your memory.  It was enough to make you shiver at the thought.  “Oh shoot.” The voice of Kiel knocked you out of your thoughts. “What do you mean?” Looked around you finally realized what was happening. You two were lost in the camp grounds. “Ehe, don’t mean to alarm you but uh. If you have an idea where we are, then it would be great if you led the way.” He spoke clasping both his hands together. You rolled your eyes discreetly and started to assess your surroundings. Asking around wouldn’t be a problem, but everyone here is unknown to you. Looking at the sky, the sun was starting to set. With a click of your tongue you gripped Kiel’s wrist gently and led him around. “Oh! You have a plan. Well i’m all ears.” “Let’s just walk around, we’re bound to find something familiar.��  Kiel had this deadpan look settling on his face. “That- that’s not a good. Actually that’s better than what I have. Ok so we go with your plan. Then if that doesn’t work, we go look for police. Because that’s-” He kept on rambling while the two of you walked around. Shit you were lost. Sniper got out of the taxi car and grabbed his belongings hidden in a large duffel bag. A sigh of relief escaped him as he advanced towards the trailer park. It was a huge risk on leaving you alone but he didn’t want you to be at the interview. Especially since he could be near dangerous people. But at least he’s got a few jobs to do now. Seeing his van slowly appear into view a soft smile grew on his face. When in front of the van he knocked the door. “Y/N? Oi’m back. Sorry for leaving so long. Hope your ok.” He spoke waiting for you to open the door. After waiting for a couple of seconds he started to feel anxious. Knocking again he waited for you to respond. “Are you asleep?” After a few more agonizing seconds he gripped the door handle and opened it. His heart dropped into his stomach. you weren’t there... Terror invaded Sniper’s mind as he dropped his gear and turned heel into the crowded trailer park. His breath started to get more ragged with every heavy stamp of his footsteps. Mundy’s eyes constantly looking around at people to try and find you in the crowd. He wanted to think rationally about the situation but he couldn’t. His parents were bloody murdered, the same could of happened to you! Horrid thoughts started to form in his mind. Your dead body with the same bullet wound as his parents. Starting to build up a sweat he started to have more labored breaths. “Kiel?! Where are you?!” Two adults yelled out while walking around. Mundy’s eyes adverted to the couple. Maybe they knew something. Rushing over to them he bent down to catch his breath. “Hey, have you seen a...cough..girl? Their name is Y/N, they...gasp..have H/C hair, and 14. Also alone.” The man with light brown hair widened his eyes. “A girl? There was one with our son. They went off an hour ago.” “AND YOU LET THEM?!” Sniper yelled out frustrated with your disappearance. The woman raised her hands up in attempts to calm him down. “Kiel always returns, they probably just got lost in the park. Let’s get a search party.”She suggested doing her best to stay reasonable, though her expression had one of concern.  Mundy grit his teeth. Why was he just standing there? These people were bloody useless. He had to get back out there and find you- “See? I told you i’d find our way back in 10 minutes! Nothin to it, just a bit of thought. Gazing at uh familiar stuff.” “We were lost for 2 hours.” Hearing your voice Sniper snapped his head up and ran to you, immediately kneeling down and studying you. Placing his hands on your shoulders he tried to check for any injuries. “Are you ok? What happened? Why didn’t you stay in moi van?!” You gave him an apologetic look.  “I was just-” “Did you even think about wot oi would be like if oi saw you were gone?!” He cut you off slightly shaking you and gripping your shoulders more tightly. A sudden wave of guilt washing over you. This whole time you didn’t really think about Mundy’s feelings if you were gone. You didn’t see it as a problem. “I’m sorry, it was actually my fault. I coaxed her into following me on a walk.” Kiel spoke up and yelping when Sniper glared at him. “Well-well she was just stressed when I mentioned if she had parents and I felt guilty. So I asked her to go on a walk and didn’t think much of it until...now...” The boy’s voice started to get more and more quiet when Sniper’s stare hardened. Sighing Mundy turned to you and softened his gaze. Your expression held guilt with tears threatening to fall. It felt like your chest was tightening. You clenched your teeth to try and hold in your tears. “Cmon Y/N, let’s just get ya back.” The bushman took your hand in his and led you away while the parents of Kiel scolded him and also made sure that he was ok. Turning to him you waved a small goodbye making him smile a tad bit. Unbeknownst to you, sniper was clenching his teeth. When you reached the van Sniper was tempted to scold you for going off. Yelling at you for trusting other people...But he wasn’t there to watch over you was he? He mentally groaned in his head, but it was all their fault for getting you lost damn  it! Not him! His hands twitched at the thought of what he could do to people who took you away. Red hot rage almost consuming him...Nonetheless, they returned you though, so he shouldn’t do anything. They didn’t really do anything to you anyways. They took care of you while he was gone.  Looking at your guilty expression he let out another sigh and ruffled your head. “Oi’m not mad ok? Oi was just scared and...worried.” You wiped your tears and looked up at him. “I’m sorry for going off.” You muttered averting your eyes not able to make eye contact. “Nah oi’m sorry for leavin ya alone. Especially since you’re still grieving.” Your eyes shot up at him and you shook your head. “No no i’m not. I’m ok.” You spoke while shrinking at your own words. Mundy knelt down and placed a hand on your shoulder. “Now oi know you’re smarter than this, it’s ok to be honest wit your feelings. Oi can handle it better cause oi’m an adult but yer still a kid Y/N. It’s alroight.” You stayed quiet just looking at your shoes. You wanted to be sort of grown up though.  Sniper didn’t know how to respond. He wasn’t good with kids. Let alone kids who handle the death of parents. “Hey wanna know somethin? Oi’m adopted too. Mum and dad just never told me.” He said with a hollow smile unsure if that was the way to respond. You tilted your head at him confused. The sharpshooter then decided to continue. “So you aren’t alone with bein upset. But we can work out bein upset together ya?” Him sharing his own grievance made you feel more relieved and calm. It felt like you were alone with perturbed feelings these past weeks. But you also forgot that they were his parents as well. Not only that but him realising that he was adopted? You understood it since you yourself were, but your brother never knew. Giving him a ghost smile sighed. “Yea, I would like to work it out with my big bro.” You mumbled, enough for Sniper to hear though. Giving you a smile he opened the Van door so you could get ready for bed. “Then let’s start now if yer ok wit it.” (AAAAAA-Chapter all over the place help me i’m busy doing school work while writing dis)

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This TF2 comic is a 48 page short story centered around Miss Pauling, Sniper, Spy, and Scout as they venture through the night making puns while barely escaping death!

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