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okaydiscount · 8 months
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boots and bombs and brawn PLEASE
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BOOTS BOMBS N BRAWN REALNESSSS
agh this looks really off to me but i cant keep fiddling with it so here ya go! >:'D
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junkratswifey · 10 months
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Hello! Hopefully I'm not too late for the ask thing- I hope you don't mind headcanon stuff cause I've had an idea boggling around my head for a bit: What S/O would need to do to have the mercs like- happy crying, angry crying, sad crying etc. You can make it angsty or as wholesome as you want. (Hopefully I worded my ask right ^^') Oh, and gender neutral please. :)
OH MY DAYS. YES MA'AM, SIR, AND NON-BINARY FRIEND.
Contains: Happy tears (I can't write angst to save my life), Demo, Soldier, Scout, Sniper, Engie
💣Demoman💕
I find that when sober, you could just hug him and he'd melt.
But when he's drunk, he will be crying.
Like y'all could be having a conversation, just hug him, and he'd be like
"QUIT DOIN THAT, YOU ALREADY MAKE ME WANT TA FOCKIN CRY CUZ A HOW GREAT YE ARE"
Any sort of affection when he's drunk works 💕
🪖Soldier🫡
He tries not to cry, because he probably thinks he's not allowed.
But when you softly tell him you love him and then show any sort of affection, he's quite literally sobbing.
"THANK YOU CADET, I LOVE YOU TOO. (sobs)"
Please treat him well, he is so soft 😭
⚾Scout🏃🏻
You know when you stretch, sometimes you'll groan from comfort? And y'know how some people do that when they hug their partner?
He cries every time you do that.
He likes to know that you're comfy, especially in his arms.
"Are you cozy?"
"Mmm, yeah"
"😭"
Big softie, give him hugs 💕
🇦🇺Sniper🦘
He sometimes struggles with picking up on romantic qualities. He doesn't mean to, he just isn't used to it.
I likes when you give him small kisses on his cheek, and when you fall asleep on him/in his arms.
I imagine one time you dozed off in his lap, and you woke up to him sniffling and rubbing his eyes.
"Snipes are you okay?"
"(sniffle) Yea—Yea, mate, I'm alright."
🧰Engie🤠
Engie is a very loving significant other.
He treats you well and makes sure you get lots of attention.
Sometimes he might let you help out in his little workshop.
If you ever work on something yourself, and you do that hot thing where your sleeves are rolled up and you wipe the sweat off your forehead, he is BAWLING.
"Engie! Are you okay???"
"Y-yeah-I just—(sobs)"
THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE THIS 😭😭😭
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kartowka228q · 11 months
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Please i beg you i want to kiss the one eyed scotsman
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it seems that he became sober from such an action (haha, no, he was just a little scared)
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tf2-oneshots · 8 months
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can we get one where medic likes big men and heavy makes his brain short circuit? please?
Big men my beloved
Warnings: none!
Rating: General
It was the first day of work for the newly hired Medic. He straightens his coat, hair fixed into place before he steps through the doors of his new office. He starts by organizing his filing cabinet. While he hasn’t met anyone else on the team, the Administrator gave him brief overviews of everyone.
Each teammate is placed in alphabetical order until Medic reaches Heavy. He pauses to admire the photo of the large man. Despite it only being a headshot, Medic can tell that he’s a burly man. Before he can get ahead of himself, the doors swing open.
“You are Doktor?” Comes a deep voice that shakes Medic to the core. The German turns, and its a sight to behold. Heavy, the man he was just ogling, is in the medical room! Right now! Medic stammers, papers slipping out of his hands and onto the tile floor.
“I-I apologize. Ja, I—I’m Medic.” A nervous laugh as he kneels to pick up Heavy’s paperwork. He tries to ignore the massive man before him, focused on putting the pages in their correct order. God, he’s weak to men like Heavy!
The doctor stands, nervously smiling, but it likely looks deranged. Still, Heavy nods and takes a seat on the operating table. He looks to the German, silent as he gathers his thoughts.
“Many doktors say Heavy is too heavy. These doktors do not practice anymore. Heavy broke them.” Years of his weight being mocked and belittled by so called medical professionals has left the Russian with a bitter attitude towards doctors. Every ailment had the same diagnosis: fat. Heavy’s weight was always the issue.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that! Men your size are no issue for me! Aheh, I-I mean, I don’t see weight.” No, even that sounds wrong. Medic bites his lip, trying to find the right way of saying that men like Heavy are his favorite.
“Understood. Doktor has nothing to fear.” But he has something to admire. As Heavy turns to leave, Medic watches him walk out. Despite his nerves, he’ll get that Adonis wrapped around his finger.
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deltapelagicpetrel · 1 year
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could.....could you draw a happy demo!!?? 🙀🥹
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him (cough cough my tf2 drawing requests are still open cough cough)
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👀 yandere Emesis Blue??
Yandere Blu Medic finding out his Darling is working a tec job for the Reds. Worse yet, he finds them inside the Conager Slaughterhouse.
I just can’t get over how absolutely unhinged Medic is in this film. He starts out with such a gentle voice- then he goes to wreaking havoc at a funeral. I love his crazy.
Ooooh, I like your style! 😎
Alright then.
Yandere Emesis Blue Medic x Reader (who is inside the Conagher slaughterhouse.)
Warnings: yandere thoughts, mentions of blood. Normal Emesis Blue things...
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The feeling of his heart pounding behind his ribcage makes him grimace. It hurt so bad, but it told him that he was still alive. He could feel each palpitation of his heart. How is burned, how it kept beating despite his fear. His hairs stood on end. His sharp inhales and exhales sent warm pain though his lungs. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Nothing but ice-cold fear and burning pain. Everything hurt. It felt like he was dying. Everything burns and feels so numb and cold. The slaughterhouse remained stoic, cold and unforgiving to its pained inhabitant.
His mind tried to focus but still it wandered. His eyes glossing over as his mind struggles to travel to a safe space. Images of you float through his mind. How your voice sounds so soothing when you speak. How you are able to speak and maintain control over your voice. How it sounds so welcoming to his ears after a particularly long and grueling day. How you walk with a little spring in your step when you're happy. Or when you drag your feet when you're tired or sad. The way you always know what to say to others to make them feel better.
The mere thought of you makes his lips twitch up into an ever so slight smile. Letting out a soft and shaky exhale and placing a hand over his heart Medic cautiously turns his head to the left and look around with anxious wandering eyes. Suddenly as if by fate he hears something familiar. Something so comforting sounding.
The dark atmosphere and dangerous environment games away as he recognizes the sound....You. It's your voice. A pang of excitement and joy well up in his chest then come plummeting down. What the hell were you doing here? Why are you here? How?! He walks closer and sees you mumbling to yourself as you clean the floor of what looks like blood. Stepping closer and quietly clearing his throat you look up in surprise.
"(Y/n), what are you doing here?"
Your lower lip trembles and you can feel your heart race. The dark dimly lit corridor and and cold surrounding make the manstanding at the other end of the hall before you look all the more terrifying.
"M-Medic?"
You look on in horror as the Medic gets closer and closer. His steps are clumsy and dragging. You can see the blood splattered all over his torn clothes, his broken glasses hanging from the torn cartilage of his ear....your mind begins to race.
'Where are his eyes?!'
'Where...Oh God, where are his eyes??!!'
You back away as fast as you can. His footsteps getting quicker and quicker. You can hear his ragged breath in his decaying lungs. The smell of his foul odor permeating the area. Tears prick painfully at your eyes and you will yourself not to gag on the spot.
You can feel the gross, burning bile rising at the back of your throat, whimpering as you run away. Your legs ache and your body feels as if your running through copies amounts ice water. Up ahead you remember the door to the exit. A surge of adrenaline courses through you. Dark whispers echo along the walls and ring in your ears. His gravelly soft masculine voice fills your head.
"Mein Leibe..."
The door! You must reach the door!
You get to the door and try to open it. But nothing happens....A devasted wail bubbles up in your throat. It's locked. You sink to your knees and sob pitifully against the barrier preventing you from escaping. Banging your fists against the door like a mad man you scream and cry with terror. The air around you gets colder. You realize that you are now trapped here...with a dead man.
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Teehee~ I'm such a silly goose.
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builders-leagueunited · 8 months
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TF2 Sketch Requests are open!
I'll draw pretty much whatever. I don't really participate in shipping for TF2, but if you want me to draw your ships, i can! I'm happy to draw anything. No OCs, please. Just canon characters! Other than that, go nuts.
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flxaegh · 9 months
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Heyy! I'm opening requests for headcanons for TF2!!
So feel free to request!
I will do :
- reader x canon
- canon x canon
- platonic headcanons
- romantic headcanons
- platonic child/teen + canon
- platonic family headcanons
-angst
I won't do :
- NSFW
- oc x canon
- incest
- minor x adult
- proship basically
(i'll add other stuff later)
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ionlypostmymeemocs · 9 months
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Reminder this blog isn't for kids!!! This blog will contain gore, suggestive, and maybe some NUDITY!!!
Open Art Commissions!!! Just send me your character in the ask box.
Types:
Head Art will be $2
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Half body art will be $5
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And full body art will be $10
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Oh and another thing! If you want your ocs/characters be in color that would be a extra $2!
Here is my link of paypal so you can send the money!
(Please send the money first if you want to make a commission)
Examples of my art:
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And another thing!
I won't do any NSFW!
Sorry!
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okaydiscount · 8 months
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Yay! Could you please draw Engi and Pyro hanging out? Anything that comes to your mind really. It's a mission of mine to ask people to draw those two :) Really live your art btw!
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awww ty (o^ ^o)
I always love drawing these two together so thank you for giving me a reason to!
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dummydummberserk · 1 year
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Draw pyro baking
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Firstly, greetings! I'd like to get sum when we're start chattin' a little. Secondly, I'm glad to get requests... Funny story: me SAI died mid-shit, so I took a screenshot of an artwork and after sum silly manipulations continued the work. Hope you'll find it funny that w/o it's crash you surely be having a nice cute art!
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kartowka228q · 11 months
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ANON X MEDIC PLEASEEE IM SO IN LOVE WITH HIM
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!!!
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tf2-oneshots · 8 months
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quick fix, medics doves have a bird bath with those really small rubber ducks that are like 1 inch tall. it’s a variety of different little ducks from germany tho, like souvenirs.
scout and medic watch the doves splash in the water occasionally while medic tells scout about how he got each duck.
That’s adorable 🥺
Warnings: none!
Rating: General
A bucket of warm water is poured into a custom birdbath made of stone. Said water is the filtered kind from the fridge. Tap is too harsh on the feathers, as Medic would say. Several rubber duckies, half the size of Scout’s thumb, are placed into the water. Each one unique with either a cute design or an outfit. Scout then removes his bandages, tucking the rolled fabric into his pockets.
“Here come the birdies! Archimedes, no slapping.” Medic warns his eldest bird as a small flock arrive to the bath. Thankfully, the dove keeps his wings to himself as they dip their feet into the water. Scout chuckles, carefully making a pool of water with his hands and going under Socrates’ wings. Lord knows he needs an extra hand in that spot.
Medic joins in, carefully working the dried blood out of their white feathers. The doves not being cradled take a moment to play with the ducks. Tiny beaks push and toss the rubber playmates while feathers ruffle in the water. Scout laughs, watching a tiger patterned duck be thrown out of the bath entirely.
“Cleopatra! We do not throw our toys.” A chide from her father that she doesn’t like. Cleo ruffles, turning away from the man when he puts it back into the bath.
“Where’d you even get that?” Scout picks up the tiger duck to admire it. Black stripes contrast the orange body and white stomach. For a tiny toy, it was definitely detailed. Now, Scout takes the time to look over all of the ducks. A puppy, a witch, and a doctor float alongside the doves. Scout looks to his boyfriend and asks how he came to have such an arrangement.
“I’m glad you asked! I got Dr. Quack when I graduated medical school. It was my nickname actually, teehee!” Medic giggles at the fond memory of his college days. They were so long ago, yet he clearly recalls the strange looks his colleagues gave when he squealed at the reproductive section of the lecture. Always a go-to subject for him.
“The witch was when I got chased out of my hometown for trying to reanimate my favorite singer. Its tradition to leave one at the doorstep as warning.” The poor thing just kept screaming until he whacked it over the head with a piece of wood. In hindsight, she was known for her vocal range. Medic just thought she would be happy to have come back! Instead, he got terrified screeches that alerted the Bürgermeister, who proceeded to arrange a pitchfork wielding mob.
“The puppy I’ve had since I was boy. I won him in a raffle at a dog show.” Money well spent in his opinion. Little Ludwig proudly marched to claim his prize, winning ticket in hand. The duck came with paw shaped chocolate as well, which he promptly ate as they announced the best in show. Such a fun day with his parents.
“Awesome stories, babe.” Scout places his hands on Medic’s shoulders so they can kiss. Just as their lips are about to meet, a loud splash and coo sounds. Lo and behold, Archimedes was wing slapping his siblings! He deeply coos, feathers puffed with his wing landing on an angry Cleopatra.
“Archimedes! Time out!” Medic takes his naughty birdie out of the bath while Scout comforts Cleo. She curls up in his hands, fighting to recover from her brother’s violence. In reality, she’s completely fine. Her feathers are straight and wings unscathed. Ever the dramatic dove.
When Medic returns, he resumes their interrupted kiss. The rest of the doves are left to air dry along the rafters while Archimedes sits in the time out cage. He puffs himself, cooing with anger every time Medic walks by.
I love mediscout sm -H
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deltapelagicpetrel · 1 year
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Tiny angry wet cat Spy. The way God intended.
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soggy cat spy, happy new year
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Hello hello, im aware that you made a platonic Yandere!engie recently and probably don't want to make another but I can't stop thinking about this idea.
Recently I managed to convince my friend to play TF2 with me and it was...something?? They quite literally spent half an hour trying to "deactivate the smoking" while they played as Spy for some reason and kept shooting at me while they played Engie bc they were trying to get my Spy to stop smoking. It was fun, they got disappointed at the realization but played with me anyways haha.
I was wondering if you could write some platonic yandere!engie with a spy!reader, I just think is a very funny idea for Engie to constantly to try and make them stop smoking is all, specially with Pyro who is nothing but delighted to light reader's cigarettes.
(once again I apologize for bad English from my part and for making an ask about a fairly recent character, hope you have a great day!)
AAAAAHHHH! Yes! YES! platonic yandere Engie gives me serotonin and a reason to live! He is such a weird yandere because of his kindly disposition. THANK YOU! I really like this ask. :)
Warning: Platonic yandere, smoking.
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Taking a deep breath, you sigh as you walk through the base. Having won a particularly grueling battle today you could feel some pride well up in your chest as well as a creaking in your bones. It was going to be a rough day tomorrow. Thank goodness it was the last battle of the week. Tomorrow you could rest easy and relax. Thinking about all the plans for tomorrow you smiled to yourself and hummed a happy little tune. The way that the battle was won today was incredible. The soldier did his part phenomenally and you think about how you backstabbed the enemy medic so many times he ended up paranoid around his own teammates. It was a sight to behold. Just thinking about it made you smirk and chuckle slightly.
Just one thing was off....during battle the Engineer on your team kept looking at you. It was weird. It wasn't a mean look or anything...but it gave you the chills. You didn't think he was mad at you. You didn't even do anything to him. As far as you can tell, you both are on pretty good terms with each other. Just the way he acted; it was off putting. Sighing softly, you round the corner and almost bumped into Pyro. The smell of burning and something sweet fills your nostrils. Looking into the gasmask you see your own reflection being reflected back at you.
"Ah, hello Pyro....good job out there today."
He doesn't say a word but holds his hand out with a lighter in it. Flicking the lighter on and off you look at it and let out a small sigh of relief.
"Oh...thank you."
Taking out a cigarette you light the end of it and bring it to your lips. Taking a long slow drag of it you let out a pleased sigh as you feel your body relax. Pyro seemed just as pleased. Clapping his hands together and practically hopping on his toes his happy mumbles break the silence.
Leaning against the wall you and Pyro relax for a while. Pyro looks more to your left and then takes off without a word. You roll your eyes at his antics and continue smoking. Leaning back and closing your eyes you don't notice the sound of someone walking closer until a hand is on your shoulder. Opening an eye you look to your left to see the Engineer.
"Hello Engie...how are you?"
He sighs heavily and reaches a hand to your mouth and plucks the cigarette from in between your lips and drops it on the floor and stomps on it with a huff.
"I hate seein you smoke those things."
You feel your eye twitch, a swell of anger rises within you and you give him a piece of your mind.
"Engie...don't you dare do that again!"
Your words coming out harsher than you liked. The look in his eyes looks dark and hurt...it scares you. Swallowing nervously, you lower your head and apologize softly.
"I-I'm sorry Engineer...I...I didn't mean to-"
He sighs and crosses his arms.
"I hate seeing you hurt yourself this way...If you keep this up, I'm gonna have to hurt you."
His thick Texan drawl mixed with uncharacteristically unkind words made you laugh hard. You look up at him through tears of laughter and stop cold. A pit of dread settles in your stomach...He wasn't laughing....he wasn't even smiling...You looked him in the eyes and freeze. His cold eyes pin you in your spot. Hearing your name being called from down the hallway you took this as a sign and took your chance to escape. You walked away slowly. Leaving Engineer staring after you in the hallway and a feeling of fear in your stomach.
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I hope that you enjoy this! I finished my finals and I'm so happy! :)
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jellyjays · 10 days
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tf2 art requests
they're open. send in askbox. explosiuon gif
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