#tf2 g/t

[moon-0f-m4rs]

we're the best gang 💥

@scrunckled-idiot

@bluespace-skull

@circushaven

[scrunckled-idiot]

chat please never let me draw random moments from my dreams ever again 🙏

realised the similarity to @ashersbunker while drawin so ye i guess :3

also @darkcloudsatnight because pspspsps helmet party pspspspsps

[awfullordhenry]

Don't worry, Scout, there's always another girl :3

[bonk9999]

self insert and g/t dinamics healing my soul

[circushaven]

I have blessed thy with more tf2 art of the gang. Hope ur having a good day @scrunckled-idiot. If not I hope to make it better wit dis doodle. We are now best fwends :b.

Scout needs a damn haircut.

[teamvoretress]

TF2 VORE HCS!

VORE BELOW THE CUT!

Scout: - Always makes a HUGE fuss. Teases, taunts, jokes, etc. Very clearly over-compensating. - Definitely prefers tiny prey, since he's not the largest guy out there. - Likes to poke fun even while his prey's inside. Maybe even flirt if he thought you were particularly cute. Soldier: - Will eat for any reason. Are you a close friend? Here, he'll put you somewhere safe! Got on his nerves? He'll show you what hippie commies like you deserve! - The bigger the prey, the better. He likes a challenge! - Will chat with you while you're in his belly. Well, less chatting, and moreso rambling about whatever's on his mind. (Mostly America.) Demo: - Unlike Soldier, he'd probably only eat you for one of two reasons. Either you asked, or he accidentally stuffed you into his mouth while he was drunk. - Size doesn't matter to him. He's a big guy! - Uses his prey as his personal therapist. You will hear his entire life story as he sobs to you and fills his stomach with alcohol. Heavy: - Definitely the most nonchalant about it. If you ask, he'll do it. You can stay as long as you want. He's big- so no one would notice. - Can eat anyone. Of any size. - Once you're in, he'll probably just go about your day. You're free to talk to him as much as you want- and he'll politely respond back. Engineer: - Sweet as honey about it. He'll gladly give you someplace warm to stay, or use it as a way to keep you close while he works. - Prefers prey somewhat in the middle. Likes someone big enough to fill him, but not too big that it's difficult to sit at his desk. - Will fill you in on all the happenings while you're in his stomach. Such as what he's working on, what the weather looks like, what you tasted like. . Sniper: - Definitely the most apprehensive, but not against it. If you're close and you ask, he'll do it, but he won't just chow down on you for the fun of it. - Prefers larger prey since he likes to feel really full. - Rubs his stomach gently to let you know you're fine. Won't let you stay in too long, though, since he'd hate to fall asleep and leave you stranded. Medic: - WAY too excited about it. Will gladly eat you at any time of the day, and without warning. - Any size is fine by him- but larger prey feel better for him when they squirm around. - Constantly asks you questions for the sake of "science". You will NOT be able to nap. Spy: - Will eat to either shut up someone annoying him, or as a way of showing affection without actually having to put in emotional labour. - While he'd eat anyone, he prefers smaller prey to avoid creasing his suit. - After eating someone, he prefers to sit back, sip a glass of wine and gently tap his stomach as they shift about inside with a small grin on his face.

[fishiiwasdrawing]

Holy shit IM SORRY I HAVENT POST ANY OF THIS UHHHHHGGGGGGGHHH

Also Im back in my tf2 phase, sort of

[lulubelle0318]

TF2 G/T FIC IDEAS

Because I'll finish my other fics someday (maybe).

The Giants of Night (A giant vampire AU in which the reader is unfortunate to encounter the monstrous mercenaries.)

The Voyages of Jane Doe (A duology that will be a crossover with Gulliver's Travels. Helmet Party in the first part as well as Boots n Bombs in the second.) Pspsps @scrunckled-idiot @darkcloudsatnight

The Brave Little Engie (A fic involving my favorite rarepair: Engie x Sniper. It is based on The Brave Little Tailor.)

[darkcloudsatnight]

woaaa rare rusted iron helmets mention-

during the winter dell grows his beard out and jane likes to burrow into it like a little rat and just stays cosy there.

(i need to make this into a render)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUSBFUSYAYDDHYSTSYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY

[cigarette-stealer]

Are you often chased by animals? Like cats or dogs?

mostly by birdds

one specidicaly 😒

[scrunckled-idiot]

*SLAMMING FISTS ON TABLE*

EHEHEHEEHEEHH

YAYYAHAHGHEWGFGYEFEHGFGRYT

LOOK AT WHAT @canisxx DID FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEE

THEY DREW MY GOOBERS FROM MY GOOBER FANFIC

TEE HEE HEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

ITS SO FUCKING GORGEOUS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

*GOING FUCKING MENTAL*

BETTER THAN I EVER COULD AHAHAHAHAH

FOLLOW CANISXX PLEASE BECAAUSE HE'S MY BESTIE UHRHFGYRBFYRGHBTVRYJEGH

it is, in her words, *ahem*

"the yapper and the listener"

[awfullordhenry]

Spy decided to take his son to Italy

It didn't work out

[bonk9999]

He's Sleepy/Buttons, my borrower!tf2sona lmao

[circushaven]

Tiny Pyro🔥

[teamvoretress]

TF2 ENGINEER FIC

WARNING FOR VORE BELOW

“Whoa there now, you alright?”

You laid there, back to the ground and face to the sky. You could barely hear anything- with all the ringing in your ears.

Last thing you could remember was your attempt to run across the field, only to instead trip and land in front of a large steel turret. Then, of course, the stinging pain.

At the moment you could only groan in pain and rub your sore side. Just barely you could make out the large man in the yellow helmet standing over you- adjusting his goggles and trying his hardest not to laugh.

“Battle’s over, honey. Go on, now.” He said. Of course, after a few moments, he quickly realized you weren’t going anywhere. Not in your condition.

“Well, s’pose you’re a little too banged up to go scamperin’ off now.” Engineer chuckled, rubbing you on the shoulder as he gently sat you up. “Shame you had to go and take a fall like that. I hate to see a pretty face all banged up.”

Really? Now you were getting flirted with? Losing the battle was bad enough- but this was a whole new low. You opened your mouth to speak, but instead all that came out was a raspy groan.

“Don’t tire yourself out, hon. I got ya.” Engineer said again- a grin on his face. Despite his mocking tone, you could manage to pick up on the concern in his voice.

He put a single finger under your chin and tilted your charred face towards himself for a better look. A faint “hmmm” coming from his mouth as he did so. You could tell he was mulling something over in his mind- and the faint growling of his stomach quickly determined his decision.

“Well, no sense in lettin’ ya’ go to waste just layin’ here.” His grin re-appeared as his grip tightened around the back of your shirt and he brought you close to his mouth. No matter how hard you tried to tell him to buzz off, or pry yourself out of his grip, your body simply wouldn’t budge.

“Don’t worry, Pumpkin. I’ll take good care a’ ya.”

What happened next was all a blur. For you it was warm, and sticky. You could only weakly squirm around as you were slowly swallowed and taken deeper within the man- past his teeth and down his throat.

For him, though, he took his time in savoring your taste. Although he was hungry, and you certainly tasted great, he made sure he was nice and gentle as he swallowed, not wanting to injure you any further. It was one thing to see mercs from the enemy team dead- since the respawn machine would bring them back good as new. But seeing someone hurt? On the ground and vulnerable?

It was a little different.

Soon enough you were in his stomach. It was tight and warm- but marginally better than lying down on the ground. The stomach walls shook slightly as you felt him give his belly a gentle, almost reassuring, pat.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head. I got ya.” His voice was muffled due to your position- but still recognizable. Still, despite his words, you couldn’t help but feel made fun of, especially after he let out a soft and satisfied belch.

Your weak squirms didn’t phase him at all as you felt the stomach walls shift around you and he began to make his way back towards base.

Maybe it was exhaustion. Maybe it was the faint beating of his heart lulling you to sleep. Regardless, you were getting tired.

You didn’t know what awaited you- but you weren’t scared. Despite the fact that you had quite literally become the lunch of an opposing merc, you felt oddly. .

Safe?

“Don’t worry. I’m gonna take gooood care a’ ya.”

[tiny-desk-needlemann]

You mean- the manekin that you lost too?

the same guy whose medic takes 'so cute i could eat you up' a bit to literally