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intheshadowsbehindyou · 19 days

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Mercs x gn reader who’s blind? They’re not a fighter or something but they help around keeping the base in check or something, they have really good hearing.

Can tell the guys apart from their footsteps, even catching Spy off guard when they noticed him sneaking about.

One thing they want to familiarize with the Mercs are their face shapes. They may not see them with their eyes but they picture them to match their voices. GN Reader adores being around these noisy men.

TF2 Mercs with a blind reader (Most notably Spy..)

Warning: Brainless imbeciles

EDIT: I MISREAD THIS ASK IM SORRY THE BLIND READER IS A MERC AAAAAAA

Scout:

-He is wracked at first with the misinformation surrounding blindness. At first, he thinks your world is completely dark. Night-time type of darkness and you have no ways of seeing his shape whatsoever. Which might be half true for some of you, but imagine his awe when you look directly at him after being spoken to. You could hear this idiot nagging from a mile away.

- “Wait, so do you know i’m white?” “I’m blind, Scout. Not stupid.”

- He’s clearly been unsocialized to those with vision impairment. It shows in his borderline stupid behavior. Waves his bat in front of your face and then winces when you angrily grab it and yank it away from him. Thats when he discovers that blind people typically don’t enjoy that. Gee, you learn something new everyday!

- Runs really fast by you on the battlefield and your face follows the exact direction from where he came from to where he was going. He saw this for a split second and needless to say, he envies your heightened hearing. You had a mildly interested expression the entire time. As if trying to discern if that was an enemy scout or not. Hmm, no. It’s definitely your scout. Nobody else uses that pretentious ass expensive cologne from tuefort’s strip mall. You wanted to gag.

- You could hear him easier than any other merc. His footsteps were simply too evident and easy to identify due to the rhythmic fast-pace. Like an annoying fly buzzing past your ear. (In all honesty, you’re not too far off.) Scout gave himself away way too easily and it concerned you a bit.

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Soldier:

- “LOOK ME IN THE EYES WHEN I’M SPEAKING TO YOU, ROOKIE!” Soldier says confidently. You glare and say “Well I’d do that if I could see where your fucking eyes are.” aaaaand cue soldier’s immediate realization and instant guilt. These men seriously just speak out of their ass impulsively like babies.

- Bumps into you on accident in the hallway a few times and you certainly don’t need vision to know he opens his mouth in protest before immediately closing it and apologizing profusely for not being mindful enough toward your position. In fact this is beginning to happen a lot more than the other mercs for some reason.. The other ones EASILY move out of your way or make space politely. Yes, even Spy and Medic.

- You approach him one day; and you ask him if he might consider he has vision problems as well. Soldier quietly ponders the thought before audibly shrugging. You shake your head and ask him if he has any blurry vision, blind spots and whatnot. He mentions the top half of his eyes are pretty much dark. You blink for a second, then reach out to touch his head. Feeling something hard and metal.. You pull it off his head and he’s like “HOLY MOLY MARY MOTHER OF ROCKET JUMPING CHRIST! YOU FIXED MY BLINDNESS, PRIVATE! YOU MUST BE A DESCENDANT OF THE GOOD LORD JESUS!” Yes, it was his oversized helmet.

- You rub the bridge of your nose for a moment, utterly fucking tired and it’s not even ten yet.

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Demoman:

- SAME HAT! Sort of. Demoman is missing an eye, and his blind spot is annoying. You’ve both sort of unintentionally bonded over your poor eyes and after memorizing where his blind spot was, you make sure to walk up behind him in that exact area to startle him. Which usually results in both of you howling in laughter.

- You nervously ask demoman to be your eyes on the battlefield one day while anxiety is quite intense. Demoman shakes his head in irritation. “Ye do know I have horrible depth perception, everybody and der mother is movin at mach 10!?” and you respond “Great! We’re fucked.” You were indeed not fucked. Both of you managed to tough it out by ears alone. You make a great team and demoman is blessed to have you. You protect each other expertly.

- If you happen to have a white cane by any chance, prepare to do childish pretend sword battles with him during dinner time. Don’t worry, he’s using a broom. God knows that eyelander would actually try to kill you and everyone else in the room. Miss pauling is very displeased by your guys’ table manners.

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Engineer:

- You inspire him a bit. He was always a bit secretly doubtful of his own abilities after losing his hand in battle. It gave him a nagging insecurity that he’d fuck up in some way, or was no longer qualified due to his disability. You completely destroyed that insecure side of him. The way you effortlessly kill and complete your missions has made him feel better.

- You’re in his workshop one night, and you’ve memorized pretty much the entire layout of the room as this point. Minus maybe a few annoying bolts on the ground here and there that you dance over. You approach him and put your hands on his shoulder. Which he responds to by rubbing your left hand. “So uh, are you making some weird contraption that’ll fix my eyesight or something?” You ask as a joke.

- Engineer sounds offended by such a thing. “You don’t feel broken, do you? I’m not doing that.” He says sternly. “You’re not broken, Y/N. If you want I can make somethin’ partner but there’s nothing wrong with you and I don’t want you to feel that way. You’re no toy to be fixed so that everyone else is somehow comfortable! If ‘em boys are bothering you why I oughta—“

- You sigh in slight exasperation from the random dad rant but in the inside you’re thankful for his words. You hug him tightly in gratitude to shut him up and then feel a cold metal touch your arm. You look down, unable to discern the shape of the object. But it’s undoubtedly robotic-feeling. “Whats that?” You ask. Engineer pauses. Realizing he had taken his glove off. He realizes now’s a good time to remind you he’s on your side. He strokes you with his metal hand to soothe you. “Let’s just say we aren’t too different in some respects, sugar.” And his words is what makes you realize what it is.

- You drag the metal hand to your cheek and feel the cool claws against your skin. The thumb of the machinery rubs your chin.

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Heavy:

- He figures out you’re blind right away and he genuinely doesn’t give a shit. He finds everybody equally annoying, like I said beforehand. You’ll notice as aforementioned he moves out of your way in the hallway however and aids you around the building whenever you ask him. He seems to care.

- He asks you how big he is from your perspective. You can answer that pretty confidently. The truth of the matter is that he’s the most recognizable due to his large body, rumbling voice, and massive footsteps. He nods and slightly smiles with reassurance. Good. Even those with eyesight problems know he’s dangerous. excellent. Just the way he likes it.

- Heavy fully trusts in your abilities and makes no attempts to help you in battle unless you ask. He’s seen you bash heads in one too many times without much thought and it’s safe to say they made a great call hiring you. Clearly you don’t let being blind affect your work whatsoever. In a weird sort of way, he feels oddly proud of you but won’t ever voice it outloud.

- You save him from a Spy and this causes a distant, disheveled look in his eyes as you run off and he stops whirling his gun. It isn’t often his kindness is rewarded like this. (Also now he’s wondering if he should ask Medic to give him supersonic hearing.)

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Pyro:

- Pyro doesn’t realize you’re blind at all at first. It’s just not something they think much about when accessing new friends. His mind isn’t on scoping out their inherent “flaws” but rather scoping out how well you treat the others around you. Which is an odd thing for Pyro considering they’re quite content on vandalizing shit, disregarding people’s worldly positions and their feelings on it, and overall being an unforgiving nutcase who’d 100% bite off all the heads of their animal crackers and put them back in the box.

- Once they figure out you’re actually not here to cause damage, they seem to warm up fast. Pun intended. I think the moment they realize something’s wrong is when they silently point out a sniper around the corner with their pointer finger and you don’t even flinch. In their stead, Soldier audibly reminds you. This causes pyro to re-think how you might perceive some stuff.

- They begin to psychoanalyze you more out of habit. You seem to disregard a lot of certain visual stimuli in favor of sound. Without even asking you they figure out after a while that you’re blind and quickly adjust their behavior to better accommodate you. Instead of pointing at danger for example, they grab your hand and make you point at it… Which works, I mean. But he could just speak, y’know? It’s not like you can’t hear them better than anyone else over that gas mask.

- Pyro figures out how to convey signals to you without having to do the hard task of speaking. Two taps on your shoulder meant spy, one tap meant sentry around corner, and so on. Not only did this hide his intentions from the enemy team but helped you team up with them quickly.

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Sniper:

- Ugh.. Sniper is much like Scout in the sense that he has no clue how to respond to a blind person. He quickly assumes you’re inept at first and begins prioritizing your position on the battlefield more than anyone else. Shooting down key targets that get too close to you; or get in a quarrel with you. It’s flattering really but you can hold your own in a fight just fine. This is affecting your performance.

- You admittedly lose your mind and yell at him. But to be honest he had it coming with his stupid assumptions. Sniper doesn’t even complain nor move a muscle as you shout at him and storm off. He immediately feels regretful and tips his hat forward. Once again he’s lost another potential friend to his own behavior. “I was only trying to keep you alive.” He mutters to himself as he turns away. Unbeknownst to him, you heard it.

- Convinced, you sigh and walk back to him and run down the fact that you’re independent, and that you appreciated it but it’s important you complete things by yourself. Then you bitterly apologize for yelling at him. You could have swore you heard a soft “Sorry too…”

- This unexpected softness from a hard rough and tough guy like Sniper is what makes you reconsider him. He’s willing to fess up and apologize for having a bias. He just sucks at it. You forgive him hesitantly and you learn to not regret that later. Because he soon learns that you’re simply equal to all the other mercs and treats you as such.

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Medic:

- Come on now, really? He already has his hands on your medical history the moment you walk through the door. He doesn’t skip a beat whenever idly scanning for things he should keep note of. Medic never even asks you if you’re blind. He simply acts as though he’s always known. Opening doors for you, directing you if you truly need it. Aggressively shoving the other mercs out of the way to make way for you so he doesn’t need to tend to BOTH your wounds.

- At first you suspected him to go crazy over time and check your eyesight curiously like a wet specimen in a jar. But his indifference is.. Slightly unnerving. You decide to enter his office and hesitantly remind him that you’re blind. Because you genuinely don’t know at this rate.

- “So..?” He asks. Rather rudely at that. You want to exhale loudly in anger so badly. Why was everyone in this fuckin’ place so mean?? Medic takes his glasses off and readjusts the position of his desk papers. “Should I act upon this more and enforce more adjustments?”

- “No—“ You say slowly. “I didn’t know you even knew. Normally you’d go crazy with curiosity whenever someone is even mildly different than you in an attempt to understand them.” You tell him. This causes him to sort of put his fist to his lips and snort. Holding back a laugh. “What? You think I haven’t met a blind person before? You’re forgetting i’m a doctor. Plus that just means we’re safer with you around. I’d rather not be backstabbed a thousand times each round anymore.”

- Agh.. That explains it. That yellow folder on the table with the blurry photo of your image also explains it.

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Spy:

- FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- His poor pride is in pieces on the ground whenever you’re nearby. The other mercs can visibly see his fists clench into a ball and swear they see his eye twitch. Scout especially wonders if you’re going to be the one who finally blows his lid. Why? JUST WHY? Why can you hear him when nobody else can? He’s like a magician the way he disappears into the shadows. So why does it not affect you?

- He’s superior in every way and he knows it. So why is it whenever he’s lightly walking along the hallway to have a smoke break that you turn around and greet him? Truly, nobody else walks as gently and lightly as he does. His footwork to your ears is like a tiptoeing predator in the bushes the way he walks so slowly to achieve stealth. He freezes in place and grits his teeth everytime you do this… Then suppresses his own unholy wrath and stumbles away.

- .. You’re making him needlessly paranoid. He can’t work under these conditions. If you can sense him, then surely eventually the other team will? Congratulations on singlehandedly causing this old man work related silent panic attacks. His hair is falling out more than usual and he’s staring at himself in the mirror, with a dead gone expression. Staring into the void. He’s dissociating now.

- Tries to outsmart your own heightened senses in any way he can. The closest he’s gotten is maybe sneaking into your room while you were asleep to check your drawer and you woke up due to the sound of the drawer opening. After rolling around to face him, his cat-like eyes in the darkness disappeared as fast as they came in. WHOOOOSHHHhh went his cloak. You could even hear him tapping his watch in the process. Really, you didn’t understand how he was such a huge threat to the other team.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #mod spy #spy x reader #medic x reader #demoman x reader #heavy x reader #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #sniper x reader

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renwick-artz · 3 months

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What if we kissed in the tuefort sewers? || some more tentaspy stuff!

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sporesucker · 4 months

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2022 was a big year for tf2. for example, thats the year medic was supposed to revisit hell and thats also when the Tuefort Federal Pedophile Sanctuary (previously a retirement home) lease expired. our next important date is *checks notes* 7039. when Saxton Hale's rights to sniper's likeness expires.

#tf2 comic lore #tf2 #shitpost #funny #its real look it up #medic tf2 #sniper tf2 #saxton hale tf2 #team fortress two #team fortress 2

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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This is what playing the casual Tuefort map is like.

#pure chaos #idiots #amazing #lol #lmao #tf2 #team fortress 2 #team fortress two #tf2 meme #sniper #demoman #soldier #what it feels like #how it is #casual #tuefort

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coffee-writesthings · 6 months

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I fucking love the tf2 comics because you get shenanigans such as:

Amelia Earhart died in a hot dog costume

The Mayor of tuefort doesn't actually know what a mayor can and can't do

The mayor of tuefort forced a man to pretend to be an italian stereotype for literally years

Saxton Hale blows up the moon

Spy might have helped a child murder the santa guy from that one smissmass comic, or it was spy disguised, it's not totally clear to be perfectly honest

merasmus takes 'kill me come back stronger' pills, which soldier also takes because he thinks its heart medication

merasmus is gender fluid, depending on how you read it

merasmus in indebted to like all the mafias

australians canonically all grow australia-shaped chest hair, and are the way they are because of a golden material called australium

spy has miniature cornish hens in his teeth, as well as the rest of the makings of one of those tiny, several-course, meals

soldier just loves fighting things naked, while covered in honey. canonically-speaking, he does this all the damn time

zhanna is racist against french people

demoman is married to his liver

demoman's eye socket is haunted

soldier has little raccoon children, lieutenant bites i think was one of their names

the pregnancy machine thing

also, the baboon uterus thing

heavy's sisters are into spy and sniper, which i can't say i disagree with. good lord.

BUT THERE'S ALSO THINGS LIKE THIS:

Scout and Sniper go out to get tacos after a bad interaction with an enemy spy

saxton is so deeply divorced with maggie

miss pauling is a lesbian, if a leak of the final issue's script on 4chan is to be believed

RED demo and BLU soldier become friends outside of work but the administrator finds out so they have to kill each other and ;-;

Heavy has a family and he risks his life to feed them and he loves them so much just GAH

these people have been fighting for generations over something that's literally worthless and i think if you think more about it there's an actually really applicable theme about that to real life

the mayor of tuefort forced this just random guy to pretend to be an italian stereotype for so long that he forgot how he used to speak. he forgot who he used to be almost entirely. do you understand. in another world there is a psychological horror about this guy's life exclusively

maggie works for her ex-husband's nemesis and it's honestly not explained why but she's also clearly ashamed or sad about it

spy being scout's dad and it's a whole thing and THOSE FOUR EMOTIONALLY DEVASTATING PANELS

sniper's bio parents are cowards and fools and don't much like him and there's a whole realization that he wasn't actually australian and it puts together a lot of puzzle pieces for him,

and then later he meets his parents-- the ones he grew up with-- in heaven after dying and being brought back to life and he gets told that hes a professional and its this payoff from the meet the sniper video

"you're getting very good at saying horrible things to dying men, miss pauling"

spy is nearly murdered by classic!sniper and he looks genuinely scared

heavy and medic are in love. do you understand.

#i will so absolutely expand on any of these #ive gotten to special interest levels about this #listen man im so normal about this game #tf2 #tf2 comics

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pregnantsecondo · 2 years

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i just realized we are both named mickey. mick gang

Mick gang.

#any other micks want to join?#asks #tuefort #mutual my beloved

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blu-engineer · 2 years

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you post about issac a lot but have you played enter the gungeon, its another really good roguelike

i have not played it no! but i've heard very good things about it :3c i might go take a look

#bluposting #team answers #tuefort

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bee-writessstuff · 2 months

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Home Run

Authors note:

Hi, I hope you like this there will be more to come. Also, I don't own little Pootis that belongs to @quazies.

- Bee

The sun had just begun setting now, starting to cast a warm glow to the shop. It was almost closing time. You were helping a man with a flower arrangement he wanted for his wedding while his son scoped around your shop like it was his new adventure.

You showed the man examples and some references with some flowers he was interested in.

You heard the bell chime atop your door, to immersed in the man infront of yous order you didn't check to see who entered.

Once the man was finally finished with his order, his sin joined him at the counter. The boy looked at you, and you handed him a flower pot with a pipe cleaner sunflower that looked like it was growing from dirt.

The boy smiled brightly, showing his missing tooth. "Thank you, Ms.____"

"It's no problem, sweetheart," you said, returning the boys smile. "Have a nice night," the father said, taking his sons hand. "You too."

You waved at the pair before greeting your next costumer "Hi what help you with today-"

"____!!"

"Hi," you said with an awkward smile. "You're here, you're ok? I thought you...?" You shook your head, answering his question.

An orange figure on his chest caught attention. A bird was sitting in a baby carrier that's slumg on his chest.

You raised a brow, looking at the bird. " Who's that?" Confused Jeremy looked to your line of sight." Oh, Pootis? He's kinda like my son or whatever."

Pootis looked at you with a curious look. "Looks like you've been busy," you said, casting a sad expression grabbing one of the flower handouts for the kids.

Jeremy mirrored your expression, looking down, scratching his cheek. Pootis gave his "mom" a concerned look, looking at both of you confused at the situation.

You sighed, picking a lily of the valley you handed it to Pootis, patting his head.

Pootis looked at the flower with admiration, chirping a thank you.

This brought Jeremy's attention back to you both looking at each sporting a somber expression. "He's adorable, you know."

"Thanks, uhm, it's been y'know kinda lowsy back at the Tuefort without ya." You chukled, looking at the bird and seeing how was fairing with the flower you gave him.

Jeremy was honestly glad you weren't looking at him right now his face and ears were flushed. He watched you pinch Pootis' cheeks lightly before grazing your thumb on his cheek.

He smiled lovingly at the scene before him. He really did miss your presence, nothing, had really been the same since you left.

No one even touched your room, leaving it the way you left it, only for someone going in to clean it when needed.

"You should really come and visit sometime with this little guy again or even with the other merces."

This pulled the man from his trance. Looking at you again, he smiled. "We would love that."

This made him ecstatic he'd finally be able to spend time with you again, and you'd finally get to know Pootis. It felt like a dream come true for him.

Thanks to the help of Jeremy and Pootis, although he did try to eat the flower foam a few times, closing up went a lot faster.

Locking up the front door, you stood outside holding Pootis in your arms with Scout to you left.

"I'm sorry, I should have sent a letter or something," you said with tears starting to form in your eyes.

Pootis saw your sad expression and hugged your arm that made you smile a little.

"It's alright, I-I'm just glad that you're ok and all." Jeremy stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor trying to hide his flushed face with the flap of his hat, which would have worked if his ears didn't go red too

"I'm glad I got to see you too, Jeremy. " Jeremy just gave you a dopey grin, "I-I mean yea, why wouldn't you be glad?" Pootis looked at him like he said the most atrocious thing to you.

When Jeremy looked up and saw Poootis' face, he straitned his posture. With an awkward caught, he scratched his neck with sweat drooping from his forehead.

"Well, I uhm just'a hope this won't be da last time we see eachother." Jeremy turned his face away from you.

His words made Pootis sighed in relief. At least he wasn't as dumb as he thought. You placed Pootis back in his baby, not before kissing his cheek and wishing him good night.

With a smile on your face, you looked at a flustered man you couldn't help but fall in love with time and time again.

You kissed his cheek, making him short circuit. He gave you a dopey grin flashing his gapped teeth in the process, making you smile more.

"Good night, Scout." That brought him back to his senses. As much he did want this to end, he knew he had to, but there was always tomorrow.

"Good night, Rabbit."

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