#tf2 the director

[tf2incorrectquotes]

Ms. Pauling: *to the Mercs* I have total faith in you. *to the Director* There's a 30% chance they'll all die.

[rosemaryrockor]

freak

[sunshine-zenith]

It’s over, isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it over?

[izzysfizzies]

Sunshine, Lollipops and rainbows...

I got into tf2 recently I can't stop playing this game omg I've been playing Pyro, medic and heavy first I had to make fanart Hehe

[the-silentsnake]

Sooooo...

Your radio may or may not have been tampered with recently. There's a possibility that it has by a certain somebody, but I just ain't a hundred percent sure, y'know?

Giovanni moved through his office. he'd done this routine a thousand times before anyways but it is getting close to a new year... He dusted his shelves with a practiced hand, carefully aligning each book and trinket to perfection. His desk was next, his sharp eyes catching the faintest speck of dirt he swiftly wiped away. But then, his hand hovered over the radio.

"Che disastro..."

he muttered, clicking his tongue in frustration. The damn thing was broken...cracked casing, no sound, utterly useless. He let out a sharp breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'How am I supposed to keep track of scott’s endless self-loathing or lime’s...whatever he's doing' he thought to himself

Turning, he glanced over his shoulder at the YLW Engineer lurking nearby, arching an unimpressed brow.

"Ah, well,"

he said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness,

"I could call Scott, but he’s probably busy crying into his tools. Or perhaps... you’d like to make yourself useful for once? hmm? Since you're standing there like a statue."

His tone sharpened, and he waved dismissively at the radio.

"Fix it. Or go back to whatever you were doing before I made the mistake of acknowledging your presence. Vai, muoviti. chop chop!"

[threeleggedart]

dold (director of land doodling)

[queerfortress2]

Medic x reader headcannons????

MINE MINE MINE MINE — mod medic

READER X MEDIC

if you were looking for a extremely romantic and sappy lover, than you are in the WRONG CATEGORY BUDDY, BECAUSE WOOO HES IS NOT.

he does try, really, but in a very unorthodox fashion. like yeah it has a romantic intention when he gave you a beating heart of the enemy soldier saying it’s for you, but you did react quite badly to it.

definitely had to be coached on how to be Normal in a relationship because otherwise he would NOT get it. turns out!! people don’t like organs and guts and murder like he does. it’s just a him thing.

he does delve deeper into your interests but more importantly— your health! dating an ex-doctor has its benefits! he still remember going to medical school and residency so he can still (illegally) perform on you. of course, you deny this advance, assuming you are sane my dear friends, but it’s the thought that counts.

slowly but surely the organs and medication are replaced with flowers and chocolates, it just took awhile to get there. he really is struggling but with a— albeit creepy— smile like that, how could you be mad at him?

his love language is most likely acts of service, which means he does the little things for you. said little things being anaesthesia but details details… you’re doing better off than his subjects teammates, so can you really complain?

and let’s be honest, being a mercenary pays well, you will NOT be going hungry bestie. with this advantage no matter who you are and what your stance is on paying for dinner, he is PAYING FOR DINNER, you cannot take that away from him. good luck trying

i think he uses you as an excuse to get out of things as well. new project coming up in 2fort? that’s too damn bad he actually needs to teach you the complicated anatomy of your central nervous system. it’s a very important thing, engineer! he has to waste.

also heavy hears about you so often he probably knows more about you than you do by the time he finally meets you face to face. i mean the whole shebang, full name, likes, dislikes, little fidgets, that thing you did last week to mess with medic, social security number…/j

he can’t help it, in his eyes you’re the greatest thing since sliced bread! maybe even the greatest thing since hemlock leaves in surgery prep!

…if you even knew what that meant when he said it to you.

all in all, god speed to you medic lovers because you will not get a DAY of rest with this man, he’s either working, causing something extraordinary or reeking havoc in teufort without many precautionary measures. we all saw expiration date. beware and tread carefully you fools (me included).

[queensqueercourt]

"I'm going to take everything from you. like you took everything from me."

drawing featuring the director!! this is intern in the MVM era where they blackmail Mann co into giving them a raise. Details under the cut!!

[jevilowo]

God the Meet the Director timeline is all over the place. My thoughts are so fragmented I must split them into bullet points

It's implied meet the director takes place early in the timeline as Spy's in his Beta Suit, and in Medic’s Meet the video he'd only just invented übercharge

HOWEVER!! In comic 4, set around March 1973, Scout claims to have known Miss Pauling for six years, and we know our mercs have been fighting together since at least 1962. What.

Also, in the span of under a week, Heavy has his video filmed, flies home to Russia with Sasha, spends the night, flies back to the base AND recieves threatening photos in the post. Wha.

Seriously that last one opens up so many questions. Were the mercs on a ceasefire for most of the comic? Do they go home on weekends? Do they go home every evening after work?? THAT CAN'T BE PRACTICAL.

I will find a way to justify this I am getting so very good at forcing things to make sense but God is it FRUSTRATING.

[tf2incorrectquotes]

The realisation that the crew of Fortress Films can see my posts.

Super excited about the implications of that image but haven't seen much discussion about this, so I'll try to get the ball rolling:

With the hints of Ms. Pauling showing up in a potential prequel/sequel to Emesis Blue, I wonder what sort of role she'll play and how similar or different she'll be to the original character? Archibald basically filled the role of the Administrator in the movie, keeping the Gravel Wars going for eternity through any means necessary (even if their motives are different). So does Pauling work for Archibald in this universe, or does she still work for the Administrator and is a sort of liaison between the two? Plus, how aware is she of the Respawn Machine and it's less than pleasant side affects on the mercs?

But also what about the other characters from the Team Fortress universe and the roles they could play in this universe?!

The Administrator would fit in just fine as she is in this universe, I think!

And with his brothers killed towards the end of the movie, it's the perfect time for Gray Mann to come in during a sequel; perhaps he recovers the Respawn Machine from the remains of the Slaughter House and starts the nightmare all over again, intentionally or unintentionally reviving certain characters in the process!

Then there's the Classic Team who could be working with Gray in hopes of gaining eternal life via the Respawn Machine (unaware or uncaring of the side affects).

Imagine Zhanna coming to America searching for her "missing" brother, meeting Jane and falling in love... and then the drama from realising he killed her brother.

And then there's these guys!

I would like to hear your thoughts! What ideas do you have?

[raining13]

thinking about him again

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Director D shouldn't have gotten outta bed!

[everysoldiertf2]

[uupdirector]

Das a lotta characters

[gooopy]

art wasnt cooperating today so i could only draw my bestie scully <3

[image id: several drawings of one character, a butch lesbian with spiky hair. the first is of him as an adult with short hair, looking at the camera with fear and confusion. the next shows him blushing. after that is an iamge of him when he was younger, wearing a dress and sporting longer hair. he has a black eye and a bloody nose, and hes smoking. the next images show scully as an adult again, one of him looking nervous with his eyes closed and the next with him looking down at the camera with a cocky expression

the next three images are styled as a set of polaroids. the first shows younger scully with choppy long hair, a scratch on his cheek, a black eye and a bloody nose as well as a missing tooth. he is wearing a baggy t-shirt over his dress and he is looking to the side, seeming frustrated. written at the bottom is "Sally. july '50"

after that is a drawing further away, showing scully from behind with his long hair and smoking whilstlooking at a grave marked with a shoddy wooden cross. hes holding a small flower and a shovel lays behind him as well as a small house in the distance. the writing at the bottom is just "'52"

the last image has scully with slightly shorter hair. he looks annoyed and is smoking. hes wearing an apron over a t-shirt and the writing at the bottom reads "1st day! '54" end image id]

[the-silentsnake]

Giovanni is used to the vents making thumping noises above his office, didn’t mean he enjoyed it, it’s been a while since he last heard those stupid noises but once they showed up again he groaned, grabbing a flashlight and going to investigate what in the hell was making that sound, as soon as he left the room he heard the vents open, he observes from the crack of the door, seeing a child get out of that and walk towards the chocolates he left on the counter

She looked wrong, like she is a little demon child out of a horror movie, yet she seemed… so hungry

— @namelesswildchild

"AH! OH MIO DIO- Jesu-"

Giovanni stumbled back, His grip on yhe door knob nearly slipping from his grasp as his wide eyes locked onto the figure crawling out of the vent. His heart raced, a cold sweat prickling at the back of his neck.

"Che diavolo-"

He froze in place, examining her with a mixture of fear and disbelief. The lighting from the candles and dim lighting of his office wavered as it illuminated her pale face, her unnervingly hungry gaze fixed on the chocolates. For a moment, the sight made his stomach twist uneasily, like he was staring at something out of a nightmare. but then… he noticed the small, human details...messy hair, small frame, and timid movements.

Letting out a shaky breath, he steadied himself. The tension in his shoulders eased as realization dawned on him. She was just a child...

"Ah…"

he ran a hand down his face, trying to calm his nerves, before offering her a small, cautious smile.

"You must be Emmett's little deer he's been mentioning, hm? S-sorry for the, uh, screaming."

He crouched slightly to her eye level, voice softening, slipping into a more fatherly tone.

"Come here, cara. You gave me quite the scare, sneaking around like that. Are you hungry? Is that why you're here? Go on, take the chocolates...it’s alright."

He watched her closely, concern still etched into his expression, but his tone carried warmth now.

"Let’s get you something proper to eat after, sì? No more vent-crawling...you'll get hurt, and well uh that gask mask wearing bas-...uh Emmett would never let me live that down. Unless he allows you to do so well then fine by me I suppose..."