#w/ Mick Mundy

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Little comic I made for this event!!

The theme is classic love letters :D

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I randomly feel like attempting to write fanfiction

I’m aware I haven’t posted writing since august leave me alone

I feel inspired by @darkcloudsatnight reading a helmet party fanfic on vc, so I’m just gonna write some helmet party fluff

Title: Real name

Fandom: Team fortress two

Ships?: Soldier x Engineer

“Yer real name is Mick?” Scout asks, a teasing tone underlying his words.

“Yeah yeah, shut it. It’s a decently popular name down under.” Sniper replies with an eye roll.

The RED team was gathered in the common room of their base, chatting calmly with one another and participating in various activities. Engineer and Heavy had temporarily abandoned their game of chess to pay attention to the current conversion. Somehow the topic of discussion had drifted to the mercenaries’ real names.

The conversation had all started when Medic had referred to Scout as “Jeremy”, causing the team a bit of confusion. They never really bothered to learn each other’s real names, only calling one another by their titles or various insulting nicknames. Never had any of them thought to learn everyone’s actual names.

“Ja, Mick Mundy,” Medic says casually.

“How in the hell do ya know that, Doc?” Engineer asks, a tone of innocent curiosity.

“I have all of your medical records!” The German admits with a bit too much cheer. “Besides Pyro, zhat is… und quite a bit is missing from Soldiers.”

“Hm, is that so?” Engineer chuckles, “I ain’t one to hide all that much, my name is Dell Conagher.”

“Dell is a nice name, private!” Soldier shouts from across the room, causing a quiet laugh from the Texan man.

“Well thank ya Soldier.”

The room falls silent for a moment before Scout speaks up once again.

“So, doc, what other names do ya have?” The younger man asks

“Vell mein name is Fritz Ludvig, though in English zhat ist however you pronounce a w.” He mutters the last part, not particularly caring about the “correct” pronunciation. “Engineer vas telling zhe truth, his name ist Dell. Heavy’s name ist Mikail, Demo’s name ist Tavish, Spy’s name ist-

“You say a word about my identity and you’ll be going through respawn quite a few times, doctor.” The French man speaks up from the corner, extinguishing his used cigarette and soon lighting another one.

The Doctor just chuckles, obviously not threatened by the statement.

“Alright alright, I von’t tell zhem.”

“Aye, what’s yer name lad?” Demo asks Pyro, getting nothing but an incomprehensible noise in response. It sounded like they were trying to say a name, but the team couldn’t quite understand it.

“Say, what’s Soldier’s name?” Engineer asks, seeming more interested in the Sargent than any of the other mercs.

Engie always seemed to have a liking for Soldier. The southern man was nice to everyone on his team, of course, but he definitely had a particularly soft spot for the loud-spoken American.

“Not a clue! His name ist completely missing from his medical history!” The doctor replies, looking over at Soldier.

“My name is Sargent Jane Doe!” States the American, clicking his heels together to stand at attention and bringing his hand up to a solute. “At your service, private Conagher!”

Engineer chuckles, though it’s without a hint of malice “Jane huh?”

“Hah, you have a girl's name!” Scout yells, laughing obnoxiously.

“That clearly isn’t his real name, ya bloody idiot…” Sniper murmurs under his breath, not quite loud enough for the younger Bostonian to hear.

“What did you say maggot!?” Jane barks over the Aussie’s statement. “Jane is a plenty masculine name! Are you calling me a sissy!?”

“Maybe I am,” Scout snickers, enjoying tormenting the older man.

Soldier opened his mouth to speak again, but Engineer quickly cut him off.

“I think Jane is a wonderful name, Soldier. Fits you well.” He says, a warm smile on his face.

It’s that smile that always lightens the sergeant’s mood. It always manages to calm him even when he seems untamable. The man’s slightly crooked teeth, the way his eyes crinkle, even the curl of the mechanic's lips is everything to Soldier.

“I… thank you Private.” The patriot utters, his voice just a touch softer than before. This doesn’t go unnoticed by the Texan, but he doesn’t comment.

“Not a problem, darlin’.”

Word count: 663

This is my first time writing fanfiction leave me alone

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My Opinion on TF2 OG Mercs (Clone Theory)

Feel free to disagree and give reasons as to why my suggestions may be incorrect!! I love learning! :D I have been into TF2 since I was a wee lad, but I am not fully fleshed out on all of its lore. I have also taken the time to input page/video sources to further back up my claims.

Please note that these are just my ideas on something that does not entirely matter. I desire to know the OG mercs out of sheer curiosity regarding the relationship between Spy and Scout, Sniper and his parents, etc. I also wanted to know who the OGs were based on MvM & who was from what team but wearing RED uniforms.

Thank you, & please enjoy!

OG TF2 Mercs:

RED Spy - Unknown. Definitely not Tom Jones. Please stop with the Tom Jones thing.

(RED - Meet the Spy video)

(RED - A Cold Day in Hell, seen with RED clothed Scout's mother.)

(Unlikely) BLU Scout - Jeremy

Jerma985 - Confirmed by Valve News Network interview.

(BLU - Meet the Spy video)

RED Scout - Jeremy

Jerma985 - Confirmed by Valve News Network interview.

(RED - Meets up with Heavy in A Cold Day in Hell comic. Same Scout from Unhappy Returns)

(RED - Unhappy Returns comic shows Scout talking about his mother and RED Spy being proud, then disappointed, in him.)

(RED - RED Spy & RED clothed mother shown with baby scout.)

(RED - RED Spy holds him as he dies - RED Spy pretends to be Scout's dream father as he dies, allowing himself the ability to be his father as his son dies.)

BLU Engie - Dell Conagher

Son of TFC Fred Conagher Engie

Shown in A Cold Day in Hell comic - fat w/ robo legs but alive.

Grandfather is Radigan Conagher.

(BLU - Contracted in (Loose Canon) comic to keep Mann bros alive.)

(BLU - Blood in the Water comic shows him helping Helen.)

BLU Soldier - Mr. Jane Doe/Arthur Blackburn

Jane Doe used instead of John Doe to get enlisted, even if he wasn't enlisted.

"CALL BLACKBURN 1-03113" listed in "Grave Matters" comic - Arthur Blackburn was an IRL (Australian) soldier in WWI & WWII & was a lawyer. Likely the theoretical same person/my headcanon my rules.

(BLU - WAR! comic)

RED Demoman - Tavish Finnegan DeGroot

(RED - WAR! comic)

(RED - Bombinomicon comic - wearing RED outfit as child & retelling story from childhood.)

(RED - Ring of Fired comic; goes home to mother. Demo is not excited when seeing RED Soldier; thus, they are not friends.)

RED Medic - Ludwig Humboldt

Humboldt was from Rottenburg (or maybe Stuttgart, where he ran "Humboldt's Pharmacy. " He was run out of Rottenburg for swapping too many baboon hearts.

Satan refers to Medic as "Mr. Ludwig," possibly his last name.

(RED - The Naked and the Dead comic, Medic momentarily dies and is sent to hell, where Satan interacts with him by name. This shows Medic 100% dying and 100% going to hell, then being brought back; thus, this 100% is the real OG Medic. He's also still wearing RED Med uniform.)

RED Sniper - Mun-dee (Mr. Mundy)

His first name is likely Mun-dee, as shown by the naming style from New Zealand (parents "Bill-Bel" & "Lar-Nah"). Possibly given the first name "Mick"/" Rick" from Australian parents? Unsure.

(RED - Meet the Director comic & Meet the Sniper video; allows outgoing contact w/ parents, thus real.)

(RED - Ring of Fired comic, Sniper is in Australia to find parents.)

(RED - Blood in the Water, shown in Australia in parent's house. Meets bio parents (Bill-Bel & Lar-Nah) in New Zealand.)

(RED - Old Wounds comic, meets parents in heaven. Although it was likely a hallucination from blue whale pineal gland brain stem injection.)

(Unlikely) BLU Heavy - Mikhail (Misha)

(BLU - The Shadow Boxers comic)

RED Heavy - Mikhail (Misha)

(RED - A Cold Day in Hell comic; most likely the OG Heavy due to interactions with family to return to.)

(Unhappy Returns comic; right before A Cold Day in Hell.)

RED Pyro - Likely Unknown/"Beatrice (TFC name)/'Bea' Arthur"

(RED - Ring of Fired -> Unhappy Returns -> A Cold Day in Hell comics.)

(Female - Besides literally everything pointing towards a female Pyro, along with TFC Pyro being female, the TF comic creator of A Cold Day in Hell jokes/hints that Pyro is female and still menstruating, with Soldier talking about honey and menstruating women attracting bears before saying he "always knew" and yells "PYRO" while pointing at Pyro. He then goes on to tell Pyro to move.)

(BLU TFC Pyro shown "Beatrice"; thus, it may not be Pyro's name. Dunno.)

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

providing sum context; scout and sniper are stranded inside an abandones building w/o any form of communication due to spybots having taken out all of the phone lines.

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It's been four days. Four days since they had gotten trapped, and four days since the same bomb that had trapped Sniper and Scout inside had ripped Scout's lower left leg to shreds. Sniper shudders, glancing at his sleeping teammate in the corner. He'd been forced to amputate part of Scout's leg to try and clean up the messy wound left by the bomb, and had attempted to cauterize it, to little success. And now it's infected.

Sniper's hands haven't stopped shaking since he amputated the leg. He'd run out of cigarettes to try and stop the shaking, and there were no medkits in Scout's bag when he had torn it open. A weak cough from the corner drags Sniper back to reality, and he sees Scout trying to sit up.

"Easy, there, hotshot. How do you feel, mate?" He asks, walking over and lightly pushing the runner back down.

"Like shit." Scout replies weakly. "What the hell did you do?"

"I... I ain't a bloody doctor, mate. I did what I knew how to do. We don't got any medkits." Sniper sits down next to Scout. "Been almkst 4 days since the others heard from us. I reckon they're searching for us."

"I can't... feel my leg." Scout whispers. Sniper shifts, averting his gaze.

"Yeah... I had to cut it off. It got torn up pretty damn badly." Sniper looks at the still-bloodstained kukri in the corner. Silence falls between the two men.

"Snipes... I'm gonna die... aren't it?"

The question sends a chill down Sniper's back.

"Not if I can help it, mate." Sniper forces his voice not to shake.

"It's... fine if I do. Cause I ain't... dyin' alone, at least..." Scout grins weakly. "What's... What's your real name, Snipes?"

"What-?" Sniper looks at Scout, surprised by the question.

"Your name. I'm Jeremy... and you are...?"

"...Mick." Sniper hesitates before answering. "Mick Mundy. Why'd you wanna know?"

"Cause... we aren't teammates... we're friends."

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thats all i have for now :3

OUGH, ANON YOURE KILLING ME. This also reminds me that I have an ask for Scout and Sniper angst to write 😭

Interesting thought though, I feel like Scout would be fucking devastated at having his legs amputated, like sure, Medic could probably fix it or worst case Engie makes him a killer one, but in the moment this man would melt down. I feel like he thinks his speed is his core trait and that he's useless without it. Just a thought, though!

Great work as always Anon!

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

Trans Sniper tf2 who refers to his top surgery as the ol chopchop

[naiivemelodyy]

current hobby: jumpscaring friends by saying “recently i got back into x hyperfixation” knowing damn well they didn’t know i was into x hyperfixation in the first place

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1-10 and 60-65?

Oki dope I got chu 1: Yee @tordle-the-turtle and Mick Mundy 2: Dude have you tried fried dumplings? Yes 3: Ah, a year and a half. I was 13 so it's kinda strange when I look back at it- 4: No. 5: Awful?? I hate all of them???? One cheated on me 'for a real boy', another only wanted to sin w/ me and I can't even get started on Hunter 6: Twice 7: Not about that life son 8: HAh no. They'll know why I don't wanna be with them too 9: For me it's just being open about yourself and partner. Having great communication is my kink 10: I can't do flings, they don't make sense to me60: I, personally, am poly so as long as everyone is on the same page and people are willing to work stuff out then I have no problems with it 61: Tbh I'm not the best person to be asking 62: Being in a committed relationship and destroying the trust you've made with your S/O(s). Idc if you were drunk or whatever, you still did what you did. If the person was in an abusive relationship, however, I think that's another story. 63: N, no? Is watching a love film while being in a relationship cheating? 64: Depends on what you celebrate because a lot of sh*t goes down on Valentine's Day 65: Aaahhhh !!!!!!! Cuddling is my lifeblood!! If I don't get cuddles I get sad and I cry a lot

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[Prevous] @abloodygoodjob

Why on earth had she followed him to the cabin? Why had she decided this was a good idea? Why didn’t she turn around when she had the chance? She kept asking herself those questions as she looked through the cabin, shuddering at the cold atmosphere. She normally had what could be classified as a strained relationship with Mundy. It seemed he always found some grotesque enjoyment tormenting her and making her feel miserable and yet here she was.

Maddy calmly walked around the small cabin, examining everything she could get close to, trying to get an understand of who Mundy was. That was the whole reason to why she was here, wasn’t it? Despite it all, she wanted to know more about the man. He was, by far, the most secluded of all her teammates and it only made her even more curious about the sniper. The young woman rubbed her arms to generate some heat in her body. The cabin was still so cold that you could see your own breath and Maddy hoped that Mick would light the fire soon. She never could stand the cold. She hated freezing! She should have dressed warmer.

The old wood creaked and moaned around her, telling her that it must have been an old structure. It smelled old. that familiar stale smell that she recognized from the wooden cabins she slept in as a kid, during her summer camps. It made her feel nostalgic. She used to love summer camps. So many fun scientific adventures, friends to talk, the smell of firewood, toasting marshmallows over an open fire... And mosquito bites. So many itchy mosquito bites. Maddy sighed, chuckling at her own memory. It was only when she heard the familiar sound of Mundy’s beets against the flooring she turned to look at him. God! She already felt annoyed looking at his face... But something was off. He didn’t look like his cocky self.

     -”What’s wrong?”

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I take no slander for Sniper's name being Mick btw. I have never seen a more Mick-looking guy since I last looked in the mirror