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cluelessatthispoint · 7 days

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I've never seen anything so utterly phenomenal in my life.

I love myths

#reblog #lol #uno reverse card #prometheus #liver #yum #i love this

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cluelessatthispoint · 26 days

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Medic x Reader

Sorry for being awol for so long!!!

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APRIL FOOLS.

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cluelessatthispoint · 7 months

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This hits deep.

Pictures to send to loved ones when the mental illness makes you so out of it it’s hard to keep contact

#positivity #mental health #cat #aw #aww #he is so cute #look how cute #sweet baby #yay #made my day #I care for yall #reblog

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cluelessatthispoint · 9 months

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I feel like Heavy, Spy or Pyro would be the best people to have a spa day with.

#tf2 mercs #tf2 #team fortress two #team fortress 2 #tf2 pyro #tf2 spy #tf2 heavy #spa day

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cluelessatthispoint · 11 months

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Centaur engineer x fire demon pyro >:3

Sorry about the long wait! Life has a tendency to be an unpredictable ass sometimes. But I'm back now and I am getting into the swing of things once more!!! yay.

Centaur Engineer x Fire Demon Pyro reader

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Kneeling down beside the fire pit's open flames the sounds of the logs crackling and the crickets chirping filled the night air. The clear sky overhead shone with brilliant stars and the smell of the campfire, and the cool damp earth filled Dell's nostrils. Reaching over his flank with grace and dexterity unfitting of a man of his proportions he grabbed his old, trusted guitar and ran his calloused fingers over the strings. Smiling softly, he looked over to the fire.

"Hey Py, I know you've been waiting all day to hear me play. How about it?" He said.

His deep, rumbling voice laced with a tired accomplishment after a long day. His Texan accent making his voice flow like a rich butter. Chuckling a bit to himself Dell moved the guitar to a better position and begun to play some chords. First a C chord then a G, then another C. Playing just what sounded right in the moment.

The low fire in the firepit slowly began to shift and sway in time with the slow strums of the guitar. The logs crackled and spat softly, the gray smoke floated higher into the air and soon a person like shape began to form. Pyro clapped his hands together softly and he took a crisscross seated position from his spot in the fire pit and sat down to enjoy Dell's melody.

Dell's fingers shifted from one chord to another, and the gentle strumming changed from time to time. Playing a gentle repetitive melody, Dell smiled and nodded his head to the rhythm. 'A fire demon and a centaur.... what a strange pair we are.' Dell thought to himself. The thought made him chuckle a bit, earning an inquisitive look from the fire demon.

Dell shook his head softly and changed the tune. Changing it to one that brought back memories from his childhood. A sweet nostalgia filling him. The darkness surrounding them making the fire seem brighter and the stars oh so far way. The sound of the crickets chirping faded away and the sound of the fire growing quieter as Dell began to sing softly under his breath.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine"

Pyro watched in awe as Dell sang and moved his fingers along his instrument. The sound of the guitar paired with his singing voice made Pyro sigh with contentment.

"You make me happy, when skies are grey"

There was no better way to spend an evening than this.

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Hope you enjoyed that! It's been forever since I played my guitar...maybe I should start playing it more often. :)

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cluelessatthispoint · 11 months

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH YALL!!!!!

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cluelessatthispoint · 11 months

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hi!! saw ur reqs open <3 could you persnaps make something with engie? engie angst is such an unexplored genre and it makes me rabid !!! make that engineer suffer!!

OH! this sweet Texan boy is going to be in agony! I'm just so happy with angst....I like they way you think :)

Warnings: Blood, angst, suffering, hurt no comfort

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White hot tears sting painfully as they fall down his cheeks. The feeling of his poor abused lungs rapidly expanding and contracting fill him with lightheadedness and nausea. A truly miserable combination. Viscous dark crimson blood trickles and flows from the gash on his lower belly.

"Hnng!"

Waking up in a cold sweat his bright blue eyes scan the dark room. His breathing erratic and his left hand pressed firmly on the spot on his stomach. There is no injury, there is no blood...but the feeling of hot tears stinging his eyes is real. The cool crisp sheets cling to his skin, sticky from sweat. The dark room offers no comfort to alleviate his rising fears.....The feeling of something not quite right. The feeling of being....wrong. Wiping away the hot tears from his eyes he lets out a soft pitiful whimper.

Dying and respawning, dying and respawning....an endless cycle. A cycle of pain, adrenaline, fear and blood. A whine escapes his tense vocal cords, and he can't help but sob quietly into his other hand. His shoulders shaking with the force of his sobs. The sting of the cold metal from the gunslinger making contact with his sweaty, tearstained face sends shivers down his spine. A choked-up sob bubbles in the back of his throat.

"Oh God"

"Oh God..."

It hurts...Every damned breath burns. Every once in a while, the respawn gets finicky. Everybody on the team knows that. Sometimes you come back the same...sometimes you don't. It's an easy fix really. Just shoot the poor bastard and hope the respawn catches the mistake. But sometimes, no amount of sending someone through respawn will fix them...Last week it was Pyro. His best friend, his loyal arsonist companion...the week before it was the Heavy....

It's almost funny how easy it is to watch someone get their files deleted from the respawn internal databanks....The next time the person dies...they just...don't come back....It's easy to just flip a switch and send them off to their death. How they smile and think to themselves that the respawn with catch them. An enraged wail leaves their mouth. Tossing off his sweaty sheets Dell moves with lightning precision and speed to the computer lab. Checking every file...monitoring every action from the past few weeks up till the present. His file stared back at him...clenching his fist tightly he roars as he punches the monitor. The sound of his despairing, hoarse voice echoes throughout the lab. It sends small vibrations through the walls, and he punches the screen again and again in a blind fury until his hand is nothing but a bloody shredded mess. Blinging hot pain shoots up his arm and throbs with each beat of his heart.

"No...not me...not my turn...It's not my time yet..."

"IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN TO ME!"

Collapsing to the ground with a resounding thud. He slowly brings his knees to his chest as best he can, he curls into a ball. Dell hasn't felt this scared since he was a boy. A young, stupid and foolish boy...his sobs are much quieter now. His blue eyes gaze at the floor in front of him. Seeing nothing and everything.

"God no...not me....not yet....."

His pleas fell on deaf ears.

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well, how was that for ya? :)

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cluelessatthispoint · 11 months

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Could you write some Emesis Blue Medic please??? I love your work and saw you were looking for requests.

Howdy! I was wondering if you could elaborate. I will take Emesis Blue Medic requests, but I need some more details...what would you like?

Thanks! I look forward to receiving more Emesis Blue requests.

#tf2 mercs #tf2 #team fortress two #team fortress 2 #tf2 fic #tf2 medic #emesis blue #writing requests #howdy #hello

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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The cheaper the bug spray the better....The same probably applies to cheap dollar store hairspray...

which merc(s) do you think i could take on in a fight/ and who would wipe the floor with me? Ask game;

My answer;

I think you can have a chance with scout, but overall all of the mercs are gonna beat you to pulp easily- they're mercenaries afterall.

Who would wipe the floor with you? All of them.

alright so this is on me- odds are in a fist-to-fist fight, i dont have a prayer HOWEVER,

ive made a list of HOW i think i COULD defeat them,

#reblog #tf2 reblog #tf2 #team fortress 2 #all mercs #team fortress two #scout #pyro #demoman #engineer #soldier #medic #heavy #spy #sniper #lol #amazing #i laughed

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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Hi!!

Sorry if this is badly written, im not good at English! I was wondering if you could do some headcanos for Yandere mercs with a reader who is bad at English too. I often have a hard time to understand when people talk to me in English, especially with accents(One time I actually hit a friend in the face when they told me to hit them up, very embarrassing). I feel like the mercs would use this as their advantage, speaking in accents or in their native language.

Sorry for trash English!!

No worries! Sorry about the long wait...life got in the way.

I am a sucker for yandere mercs...

Don't worry! Your English is A-Okay!

Warning: Yandere Mercs

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Soldier:

He loves the fact that you "talk funny". He thinks it's cute and part of your charm...which it technically is. He doesn't understand that you "talk funny" because English is not your first language. He loves trying to mimic your accent and wants to learn whatever words you want to teach him in your language. He will first learn the greetings...and when you least expect it, he will say something flirty in your native language. He loves seeing how it makes you blush and all flustered.

Sniper:

He loves your accent. He loves the way you sound and how your words sometimes stutter or trip over other words. He loves the way you speak. The way you put words together is good. But he can tell when you are having difficulties trying so say a word or pick a word to say and the look on your face is so cute. The way you look so focused and flustered is endearing to him.

Scout:

He thinks its super funny that you have trouble with accents and certain words. He likes it when you ask him for help, and he gets to play the hero and save the day. It makes him feel special. He loves when you misunderstand him with his slang and accent, but he doesn't mind it. He loves it when you look at him funny as he says some slang. The look of confusion on your face is priceless.

Spy:

He likes to speak to you in his native language and watch the confusion bloom on your face. He smirks as he speaks all sort of sweet phrases into your ears and looking at you as you scrunch your face up in confusion. If you do happen to speak French, he will do pretty much the same thing, only he will make his words sound more "innocent". He is a charmer, and he knows how to use his body language and tone to his advantage, If you don't know what he's say with his words you will pick up on what he means by his tone and actions.

Demoman:

He likes to listen to you ramble on and talk about your interests. He thinks your accent is so cool and he tries to get you to mimic his accent from time to time. He loves how you say certain words with more inflection and feeling than others. He feels so happy around you and hearing your voice makes him smile so wide. When the both of you get together and talk for hours on end, he doesn't mind it at all when you stop and ask him for clarification on something he said.

Pyro:

He likes the way you talk. Your accent makes him so happy and how you sometimes mumble under your breath in your language makes him all the more interested in learning it. He may not be able to speak. But he is a good listener, and he picks up fast. The moment you whisper to yourself under your breath he will know exactly what you said, and he will either make things better or worse...Pyro is Pyro.

Engineer:

He is a genius. Short and sweet. He is the type of man that could learn any language he wants in a week's amount of time. He likes to hold long conversations with you in your native language. He likes it when you tell him his Texan accent sounds funny when he tries to speak in your language. He likes to make you smile and just hearing another voice speaking in a familiar language after a long day's work so far from home makes you feel safe and comforted.

Heavy:

Heavy is a man of little words and more actions. He understands that language barriers can be a problem. You and he are kindred spirits when it comes to not fully understanding slang and certain accents. It's nice to not feel alone. He enjoys how you look to him for guidance on certain things. He enjoys your company and your unique view on topics.

Medic:

Medic loves how you and he have different ways of saying the same things. How one language sounds so different from the other. Not just in words but in tone as well. He enjoys the different slang words as well. Although he is not "in with the kids" he picks up on certain slang words and enjoys watching you look at him with a blank expression as he speaks it.

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I hope that this is okay!

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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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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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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Engineer x pyro

Pyro showing engineer there face for the first time and scare he'll freak out due to all the fire damage and scared they'll lose him

I love this ship. It's one of my favorites! Pyro is such a chaotic lil fire guy and Engineer is ready to help/prevent any mischief.

This is so sweet, and I was crying as I wrote this! Thank you so much for this lovely request.

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Pyro grasped the bottom edges of his mask nervously as he stood facing the mirror in Engineer's workshop restroom. The yellow lighting made the whole room appear pale yellow, the buzzing from the florescent lightbulbs accompanied by his soft breathing were the only noises to break the harsh silence. A thousand...no, a million thoughts ran through his head as he peeled up the bottom edges of his gas mask. Rough, scarred, horrid skin starred back from the mirror. It hurt to be like this. Harsh to look at, so strange and unsettling...even to him. How could Dell even love him?

How could Dell even accept him if he couldn't bear to even look at himself in a mirror? Feeling his breath become shallower, he gripped the edge of the bathroom sink to steady himself. His palms felt sweaty, and his harsh grip hurt. The tips of his fingers started to tingle. Startling him from his intrusive thoughts; two slightly burly arms wrapped around his waist and the feeling of a familiar face pressed down into his shoulder.

"Everything alright in here Py?"

Shaking his head slightly no, Pyro tugged the mask back on even lower. His heart beat rapidly in his chest. The feeling of his eyes burning with tears made him sniffle softly. The sound of Dell sighing gently met his ears.

"Oh Fireball....don't cry. It's okay. I'm here, what's wrong?"

Dell gently turned Pyro around to face him and wrapped his arms around him in a warm embrace. The smell of engine oil, sweat and some deodorant met his nostrils. Inhaling softly and exhaling just as softly Pyro let his shoulder relax into Dell's embrace. The feeling of just being held in his lover's arms made him feel so loved and yet so disappointed. Not disappointed with the situation, just disappointment with himself. How could he ever let Dell see him like this? So broken...so scarred?

"Hey now. You don't have to show me your face if you don't want to. I love you just the way that you are. I feel in love with you for your personality. I love you for you and nothing else."

Pyro felt his shoulders shake with messy inhales and sobs. It felt so good to hear those words. Burying his face into Engineer's neck he peeled off his mask slowly. The sound of rubber and latex rustling echoed across the tile. With his mask off the two stood and stayed there. Just the two of them holding each other close in the yellow florescent lights of the bathroom. It couldn't be more perfect.

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AAAAAGH! SO SWEET!

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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I just saw a video of some cupcakes and for some reason it reminded me of your blog, probably bc of your pfp. Anyways, im not sure if requests are open so my bad if they aren't, but I was wondering if I could ask for something for Yandere Engineer with a reader who is a Soldier from the opposite team. Idk there is something about the idea that makes the worms in my head go crazy, once again sorry if requests are closed hope you have a nice week 👍

I love this! YAY CUPCAKES! Yes, requests are still open! yandere Engie is the fuel that I live off of.

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Battle was always something you looked forward to. It is a good way to de-stress and a great way to earn some money. The way that you can feel every breath you take and how your lungs burn after running for an ungodly amount of time make you feel alive. In a strange sort of masochistic way. It's not necessarily a bad thing to enjoy the feeling of pain. Pain is the body's way of saying "I'm still alive!" But these past few battles...have been rough. On top of the fact that your team lost about three times this week, you've been taken out by an extremely well-placed sentry more times than you can count.

Hearing how the enemy Engineer laughed to himself as you bleed out on the field sent chills down your spine. He placed sentries in all your spots, and he seemed to be only targeting you. The way he smiled when staring at you locked in a fire fight. How he seemed to cock his head slightly to the left as he stared you down in your final moments before respawning...It was unsettling.

But today is a new day. Checking in with the team and making a battle plan was always the best part of the morning. Finally at long last the sights and smells of the battlefield enveloped your senses. The enemy Engineer and his nest being nowhere in visible sight was a comfort.

Running through the warzone you moved with stealth that was more fitting of a Spy. The way your heartbeat within your ribcage felt near painful. You let out a shaky breath that you didn't know that you were holding in. Ducking under a makeshift lean to you moved forward and check your surroundings.

"Thank God that jerk isn't here."

Slowly walking forward, you scan the area then take another few steps then scan the area again. Finally finding yourself in a winding corridor with dark musty walls you make your way carefully towards where the enemy intelligence is stationed.

"Well, hey there Soldier....You going somewhere?"

Your blood freezes in place. Your eyes widen as you recognize the owner of the voice, that familiar rough Texan accent makes you inhale shallowly. Slowly putting your hands up you turn around slowly. The sound of a gun cocking makes fear shoot up your spine. The enemy Engineer slowly walks over to you. The sharp smell of his alcohol on his breath reaching your nose make your stomach turn. He stops walking when you both are face to face and chest to chest. You can feel his body heat through your layers of clothing. His sudden closeness to you makes your face flush slightly. But the feeling of the barrel of his gun pressing into your lower abdomen makes you still.

"Well now, it's good to see my little Soldier so close to my intel."

You glare into his eyes as he calls you his little Soldier. A flare of anger wells up in the pit of your stomach, only the threat of the gun pressing to your abdomen keeping you still.

"What the hell do you want Engineer.." You grit your teeth as you speak. The way his eyes shine with a dangerous glint makes you bite your lip softly. You can't help but feel nervous...like a new wide-eyed recruit.

He chuckles softly and a sudden shot rings out. The sudden noise, and the flash of pain make you yelp out in surprise and pain. White hot pain spreads up your leg and you slump against the wall behind you. Tears fall from your eyes and your breaths are hard and ragged. Staring up at the enemy Engineer through your tears you see him crouch down before you. His face so terribly close to yours. Feeling his moist warm breath ghost over your face you whimper and grunt out each breath with pain.

"Don't worry Darling...I won't kill you. Not today. I just wanted some company for today's battle. And when it's over I consider sending you through respawn."

You huff softly and relax as much as you are able to. You figure that you might as well get comfortable because you won't be leaving anytime soon.

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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Guess who's gonna be writing requests today!

ME

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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No one:

Me: Twiddling my thumbs and patiently waiting for more requests/asks.

#please #tf2 mercs #tf2 #team fortress two #team fortress 2 #tf2 fic #tf2 request #tf2 requests #waiting patiently #waiting #just chillin #howdy howdy

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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This is a work from GOD!!!!! I read this and laughed so hard!

Medic hiding from the cops is hilarious to me. :)

This little comic was week or two coming. Enjoy!

#reblog #tf2 mercs #tf2 #tf2 comics #tf2 fan comic #tf2 fanart #this is amazing #holy crap #this is beautiful #omg i love this #OUGH PERFECT #this is perfection #wow #lmao #funny little guys

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 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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