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bcdrawsandwrites · 4 days

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[ID: A Team Fortress 2 fic banner featuring a silhouette of Pyro using the stock flamethrower and setting things on fire. Pyro is light gray with darker outlines, with its class symbol and canister markings in orange, and its lenses yellow-white. They are on a dark gray background with faint gray text behind them reading numbers from 999,996 to 999,999. The title is in the top right in yellow-white text on a darker background reading, "CHAPTER ONE: PYROMANCY." /end ID]

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Fandom: Team Fortress 2 Rating: K+ Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Friendship Characters: Spy, Pyro, Engineer, Heavy, Sniper Warnings: General references to trauma, TF2-typical violence Fic Description: After the events of the comics, the mercs try to go back to how things were, but it’s never that easy.

Spy can see his teammates going through their own struggles… but something seems to be very, very wrong with Pyro in particular.

And since no one else seems to be doing anything about this, Spy makes it his mission to get to the bottom of what is troubling Pyro. For no particular reason. Beta Readers: @mechmolar, @gonturan0, @junuve Notes: I have no idea what was supposed to happen in the final comic, so for the sake of my sanity I'm going to have the mercs go back to business as usual, somehow.

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Chapter 1: Pyromancy Summary: In which Spy takes on a new mission.

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After everything was said and done, the scars they endured were more than physical.

Sniper had been the first to admit it, quietly mentioning during the chaos between rounds the fact that he sometimes still felt the pain of bullets long-gone, and not the ones they endured from their usual matches.

(The matches had resumed, even after the death of all three Mann brothers. It was a touch of normalcy that they all needed.)

Heavy made frequent trips to Medic's office, not for any treatment, but just in case there was still some Australium left in that brute's veins and he came after them again.

Spy, meanwhile, had escaped unscathed and had absolutely nothing to hide from anyone.

But as for the others, this was, of course, all very normal. They'd all been through a lot of strange events—or stranger than usual—and a bit of lingering trauma was to be expected. Nothing to be concerned over.

Except for one thing.

Spy had noticed it during a match. An enemy merc had been preparing to sneak up on Pyro, who was removing a sapper from a sentry. But the second they got too close, Pyro swung around with its homewrecker, striking the merc again and again until they despawned. On the surface it had seemed little different from how Pyro usually handled things. Even so, something about the incident felt... off to Spy.

So he decided to keep an eye on things. During matches, whenever he could, he would take a moment to observe Pyro. He observed it charging into battle, firing its flare gun with impressive precision. Efficient, and yet...

Another moment he caught was when it had a brush with an enemy spy. The spy had just attempted to backstab Pyro when it swung around, striking with its ax and slashing, again and again. When the bloody remains disappeared, Pyro stared blankly at the red stain they’d left behind for a few uncomfortable moments before moving on.

At this point, Spy wasn't even sure what he was looking for, or why he cared, beyond the fact that it was his part of his job to study people's behavior should he need to imitate it later. No one else had taken notice of any of this—or if they had, they said nothing of it. If he just dropped the matter, likely no one would care, and they could continue to move past the mess from the past six months.

...But a little poking around wouldn't hurt. It wasn't like the Administrator was sending him off on any high-profile missions right now.

Engineer's workshop was meticulously organized, and a place Spy did not typically set foot in, for good reason. Instinctively he cloaked the second he heard the beep. The sentry's gun was trained on him anyway, but, recognizing a friendly merc, did not shoot.

"I'd say it's funny seein' you here, if I could see you," Engineer said, following his sentry's eyeless gaze.

With a snort, Spy de-cloaked.

Engineer's gaze darkened as he rested the Gunslinger over the top of the machine. "You ain't here to practice with those sappers of yours, are ya?"

"What? No. I have no need for that."

"Huh." Withdrawing his prosthesis, he relaxed slightly. "What can I do ya for?"

"I seek... information." Spy strode closer, idly lighting a cigarette. "You often work with Pyro, no?"

Engineer shrugged. "Well, sure. Don't need to explain to you how we collaborate on the battlefield. Sometimes collaborate here in the workshop, too. That fella's got a knack for makin' new flamethrowers, and it'll sometimes ask for my input." He tilted his head. "Why? You lookin' to partner with it for something?"

"Ugh, no." Spy shuddered. "No. I was wondering if you had... noticed its behavior on the battlefield as of late."

At that, Engineer leaned forward, rubbing a finger against his chin. "Lately? Mumbles's been doing pretty well on the battlefield. Better than I can remember, even." Shrugging, he sat back. "Guess it's been missin' the usual matches, pointless as they are, same as the rest of us."

Exhaling a stream of smoke through his nose, Spy looked the Engineer in the goggles. "And outside of battle?"

"Dunno. Haven't seen it much."

"Do you find this... concerning?"

"Nope." Engineer looked away. "I know I was pretty much out of the fray for all of that, but it sounds like all y'all had it pretty rough. Don't blame anyone for wantin' to take a bit of time to themselves. I'm sure it'll come around."

"Perhaps." Sighing, Spy turned, heading back toward the door. "I'll leave you to... whatever sort of contraptions you have here."

"What are you worried about?"

Spy stopped in the doorway. "What?"

"You ain't the type to come in to ask about someone for no reason."

Spy glared over his shoulder. "I worry about nothing."

"All right," Engineer replied, and resumed tinkering with the sentry. When the fellow merc said nothing more, Spy went on his way.

No, he was not worried. But as his mind wandered back to their short time imprisoned in Gray Mann's base, he was wondering. And there was someone else who might be able to satisfy his curiosity.

Medic's lab, in contrast to Engineer's space, was cluttered and chaotic, not helped by the doves nesting and perching wherever they could find space, nor the young baboon scampering around the floor. The sight of Heavy sitting on a chair made Spy pause, wondering if he was interrupting something, only to realize that the Heavy was only reading a book. He did not look up when Spy entered. The baboon, meanwhile, scampered up to Medic (who was studying something at his desk) and tugged on the hem of his coat.

"Ah, Aristotle. Did you find it?" Medic asked, bending down to accept a small red vial from the baboon's paw. "Let's see..." Adjusting his glasses, he peered at the vial's label, only to frown and toss the vial aside, where it shattered on the floor. "Aristotle! I told you I needed an O-positive blood sample, not another B-positive!"

The monkey, evidently named Aristotle, gave a sad chirp.

"Now, now, try again," he said, and shoo'd the monkey off. "Unless you want this experiment to fail, anyway." He watched the monkey scurry back across the room and run past Spy, and did a double-take. "Ah, Spy! I didn't hear you come in."

"I should hope not, or else I'd be doing my job poorly." He sidestepped the broken glass as he approached.

"Are you recovering well from your emergency blood transfusion?" Medic asked, flipping through some papers at his desk.

"Actually, I had a question about that."

The Medic's face lit up. "Ah! You're in luck!" Setting the papers down, he gestured excitedly toward a series of vials lined up in front of him. "I'm currently working on a method of separating different blood types that may have gotten—hmm—mixed together, by some means, and I needed a human test subject to—"

"No."

Medic's expression immediately soured. "Oh." He turned away, flipping through the papers again. "Well what do you want? I'm very busy."

"You also performed an emergency transfusion on the Pyro, did you not?"

"Oh, yes!" Medic smiled as he held up a paper; Spy was able to spot the Pyro's class symbol on it. "Yes, it's always fascinating working with that one."

Spy didn't have to ask what was fascinating about the only non-human mercenary on their team. "Did you notice anything... unusual when you performed the operation?"

At that, Medic scratched his head. "Well now... I was quite busy at the time, trying to prevent everyone, including you, from dying from blood loss, you know. I didn't have time to focus on the details."

"But you did open Pyro's suit to slice it open and fill its chest cavity with blood."

"Yes, yes. Your point?"

"And you didn't see anything strange when you did this?"

Medic clicked his tongue. "I told you, I had no time to focus on the details!" Sighing, he turned back to his desk. "Besides, it's hard to notice anything past all that soot."

Spy paused. "Soot?"

"Yes, it gets everywhere," Medic replied, as though that had answered the question. "Anyway, why do you ask?"

Tempted as he was to ask about what on earth lied beneath that suit, he held himself back, and very nearly shot back a "classified" at the doctor. However, something else struck him, and he hummed. "You worked with those other mercenaries for a time. Were you familiar with their pyro?"

"Oh, Beatrice?" Medic chuckled. "Yes, she was an interesting one. Quite sadistic, I would say. But what does this have to do with—?"

"She interrogated our Pyro for an extended period of time, and I am wondering if this may account for its strange behavior."

"Strange behavior?" Medic echoed, then laughed, the noise grating on Spy's ears. "No, our pyromaniac is just as crazy as it ever was, in case you haven't noticed! Perhaps you could do with a head examination." In one swift motion he retrieved a clipboard. "I could put you in for next Tuesday—"

"No, thank you." And with that, Spy strode out of the lab, nearly stepping on Aristotle's tail on the way out.

As he crossed the base, he tossed his cigarette to the ground and stomped on it as he passed.

This was ridiculous. Was it not obvious to anyone else? Or was he really just looking for something that wasn't there?

He found himself glaring out a window, staring out at the desert. It was growing dark, now, and he had no reason to be hanging around here—several of the other mercs had already gone home, or to whatever hole they slept in.

The hair stood on the back of Spy's neck, and he whipped around to see someone staring at him from the other end of the hall. He shuddered. "Don't do that."

"Am I not allowed to look at people without a scope up to my eye?" Sniper asked, approaching Spy. He held a cup of coffee in his hand that fogged up his glasses as he brought it to his mouth. Nonetheless, he joined Spy in looking out the window. "You're here late."

"As are you." Spy glared out into the darkening twilight. "Don't you have a van to sleep in?"

"Don't much feel like sleeping," Sniper answered, taking another swig of coffee.

"Then go somewhere else to produce your jarate."

The Sniper only heaved a sigh. "Went to the phone again."

"Yes, very exciting." Spy continued to glare out the window before it struck him what the man was talking about. His annoyance quickly melted. "...Oh." He hesitated for a moment before glancing at Sniper. "My apologies."

"Been a minute since I've done that," he said, and shook his head.

The two stood in awkward silence for a moment.

"...Since you're here," Spy said, "perhaps you could help me with something."

With a lifeless shrug, Sniper did not look away from the window. "Shoot."

"Tempting as it would be to kill you right now, I must decline," Spy said, eliciting a chuckle from the other merc. "Have you paid any attention to Pyro on the battlefield?"

"Some. It watches my back sometimes. Why?"

"Have you noticed anything... strange about it?"

"Hmmm." Sniper turned to face him, and Spy nearly got his hopes up. "Why, have you?"

Spy grit his teeth. "At this point, I'm starting to wonder. Its behavior seems unusual to me for some reason, but no one else in this stupid base seems to think so."

"Everyone's been actin' different, mate. Including you."

Something snapped, and Spy pounded a fist against the windowsill. "Can you answer the question or not?"

Sniper was silent for a moment before he tipped his head back, draining the rest of his coffee. "If somethin's up with Pyro, it hasn't said anything to me about it."

"You—!" Spy sputtered, but Sniper was already leaving. He glared after him, fuming, before spinning around and storming toward the base's entrance.

But as he neared the door, he froze.

It hasn't said anything to me about it.

That was it.

The next day, during their match, Spy kept a closer eye on Pyro than before.

The merc was charging through the map, blasting its flamethrower at anyone and everyone who came near it. If a fellow merc was ever on fire, it quickly put them out before going straight back to setting everything else on fire.

Months ago, when committing such atrocities, it would typically be giggling and laughing and whooping in glee as it stormed through the burning destruction.

Now, it was dead silent, its movements sharp and hurried as it set every enemy in sight ablaze.

Spy, who was cloaked, nearly gave himself away, laughing as his suspicions were confirmed. Yes, something was for sure wrong with Pyro, and he was not going crazy. Satisfied, he resumed his role in the match as normal, decloaking and backstabbing a soldier that the Pyro had missed.

But as the match came to an end and the team returned to their base, it dawned on him: Yes, he'd confirmed that something was wrong with Pyro.

But he still didn't know why.

#tf2 spy #tf2 pyro #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #team fortress 2 #tf2 sniper #tf2 #my art #my writing #fanfic #flickering fanfic #don't forget to read the prologue!

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unscharf-an-den-raendern · 26 days

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Schloss Einstein Folge 1060

Nachdem wir zwei Folgen kurz durchatmen konnten, kommt jetzt Noah-Content im Doppelpack. Zeit für den nächsten Nervenzusammenbruch!

Joel macht zum Frühstück sein "Besserer Ich": Haferbrei mit Obstgesicht. Wird er jetzt wie Marlon, der sein Pausenbrot aussticht?

Joel Backstory Crumbs: Er war früher ein Sportmuffel, macht aber immer noch jeden Morgen Yoga. (Zitat Noah: "Leider").

Maxi braucht Karls Hilfe: Sie hat etwas über ihr Geheimnis herausgefunden uns muss daher Frau Miesbachs Unterricht schwänzen. Karl soll daher behaupten, Maxi wäre beim Arzt. Allerdings kann Karl nicht lügen und hat noch nie in seinem ganzen Leben gelogen.

Herr Chung, Emilia, Herr Zech und Frau Miesbach machen ne Videokonferenz. Zech dropt Lore: Der Gemeinschafsraum ist der einzige Raum im Internat mit stabiler Internetverbindung.

Der Grund für die Videokonferenz: Tahmi. Sie wirkt im Unterricht oft abgelenkt und auch ihre Hausaufgaben fehlen oft. Im Physikunterricht ist sie erst fünf Minuten vor Ende aufgetaucht und in Geschichte droht sie durchzufallen. Emilia verspricht, mit Tahmi über ihren Modulplan zu reden.

Ava und Noah müssen zusammen eine Kung-Fu-Einheit vorbereiten. Und wir haben einen Noah & Joel Friendship Moment!

Woher Joel das kann? Er war auf einer Start-Up-Convention in Brüssel und hat an einem Workshop teilgenommen.

Joel zeigt Noah dann auch gleich, wie das funktioniert.

Ich kann mir das Behind the Scenes richtig gut vorstellen:

Samuel: "Diese Staffel muss ich endlich keine Yoga-Posen mehr lernen, die ich noch nie zuvor gemacht habe!"

SE Team: "Richtig, stattdessen lernst du jetzt diese Kung-Fu-Posen!"

(Hoffentlich wurde er nicht wieder mit Holzleim überschüttet)

Karl hat erfolgreich für Maxi gelogen, kann sie jetzt aber einfach nicht erreichen. Also versucht er, ihren Spind zu knacken, um ihre geheime Box zu öffnen. Glücklicherweise ist Joshua zur Stelle.

Wie, ihr dachtet Joshua knackt jetzt das Schloss? Falsch gedacht. Er geht zu Frau Holopainen und behauptet, dass er gerne während des Unterrichts Schach spielen möchte, weil er geistig unterfordert ist. So kann Karl unbemerkt Frau Holopainens Schlüssel klauen.

In der super geheimen Geheimbox sind: Eine Schatzkarte und ein altes Tagebuch. Hallo, drei Fragezeichen, wir übernehmen jeden Fall? Was soll das heißen nicht euer Einzugsgebiet?

Joshua schickt Karl kurz weg und behauptet, in der super geheimen Geheimbox wäre nichts brauchbares drin gewesen. Hubertus Vibes.

Warum um alles in der Welt isst Tahmi rohe Spaghetti?

Eigentlich soll Tahmi den Nexpress erstmal ruhen lassen, um sich auf die Schule zu konzentrieren. Allerdings hat sie ihr erstes Erfolgserlebnis, weil Marlon sie für ihren Artikel lobt.

Noah und Ava haben ihre Kung-Fu-Einheit erfolgreich abgelegt und kriegen 14 Punkte.

Wie Joel einfach ein Poster von seinem Pastinakenbusiness auf die Rückseite der Zimmertür geklebt hat!

Karl gesteht Maxi, dass sie zusammen mit Joshua ihren Spind geöffnet und die super geheime Geheimbox geöffnet hat.

Mann war diese Folge langweilig, was ist denn mit dem Writing passiert? Scheiß auf die Schatzsuche, ich will Noahs Charakterentwicklung!

#schloss einstein

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doobnnoob-tf2 · 9 months

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Hi! I've seen some of your work and I thought it was really cool! I'm just a bit curious tho, do you have any general headcanons for Engineer?

his middle name is Louis (pronounced Louie), his full name being Dell Louis Conagher, his initials being DLC

he was actually completely sober and in his right mind when he decided to take his grandfather's blueprints for the Gunslinger and try it out himself, he used his workshop's tablesaw and stuffed a rag in his mouth and went for it before he could talk himself out of it

he grew up on a farm, even though for the past several generations his family has worked for the brothers and Mann Co. and every Mr. Conagher in his family has been a very successful engineer, they refuse to ever give up their farming business

it's due to that farm that he's almost fluent in Spanish, his family has always given refuge to Hispanic people who came across the border, paying them very well to work on their farm and giving them places on property to live. his family was typically too sucked into the main business but Dell grew up going out to help with the animals and thus learned Spanish growing up and eventually became the family translator

he loves dogs, Beagles especially. he had one growing up that passed away trying to save him from a coyote that was stalking him, his collar sits in a locked drawer on his desk in his workshop to this day

he's an only child, but he has a ton of cousins he's very close to, he's actually the youngest of that generation and deals with constantly getting asked when he's gonna get hitched and produce the next Mr. Conagher, he always nervously avoids the question

he's allergic to two things: biting insects and nickel. the latter is a very minor allergy, mostly just causing a small rash that lasts about an hour after contact. he usually takes something and wears very thick gloves when he knows he's going to be working with it for extended periods

he has so many freckles all over his shoulders and neck and arms from working outside on the farm as much as he did

he has a birthmark on his hip that if you look at it in the right angle, it looks like a bee

he gets along with everyone on the team quite well, but Soldier and Demoman are the two he hangs around with the most. he's often the voice of reason (that they may or may not listen to) when they come up with some of their most dangerous, explosive ideas

he's been working on a sentient Sentry for a long time now. one that'll follow him around on the field while he's moving gear around and shoot at things as they go. the only problem is his latest prototype acted more like a dog than a bodyguard and he couldn't bring himself to take it out on the field for a test run. instead he hides it away in his workshop

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 engineer #hee yaw

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presidentbungus · 1 year

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in a similar vein to my one post it seems generally agreed that the mercs all have individual rooms on any given base--again, for convenience, but I really think if Mann Co was any little bit the cost-cutting quality-of-life-defying motherfuckers they claim they are they'd just install a big barracks in the middle of the base with 5 bunk-beds. sometimes the mercs'll go to some stripped historic factory or whatever with a bunch of rooms and amenities and like, yeah, sure (but you'd better believe it's coming unfurnished besides some bedframes and tables because "we gave you that extra floor space for only a 55% pay cut you figure out what to do with it) but more often than not they're shipped off to dinky, actively decaying little portables constructed by mann co--and mann co frankly doesn't care about any of this 'living conditions' bullshit. everybody’s in the barracks, and everybody gets to fall asleep in the general vicinity of 8 other men who also snore like fucking lawnmowers (seriously, standinf outside’s like listening to an extremely localized earthquake), and soldier gets to narrowly avoid death every single morning as he warms up his body and voice by banging pots and pans together and singing America The Beautiful at the top of his lungs.

obviously this solution doesn’t last for long—frankly, everybody’s going even more fucking insane than they were already going, and when you’re already at a breaking point that’s obviously pretty bad. so mercs test the waters, start moving out; the two couches in the rec room are heavily contested pieces of territory, since they’re sort of like beds and more importantly are not surrounded by other beds, and are the cause of many battles and compromises; Scout figures out the bean-bag he uses to read comics is both portable and comfortable, so he sleeps on that even though every morning he wakes up and his spine feels like it’s twisted into a ball the size of a fist; Sniper has his van, and Engie has his workshop, and Medic has the lab (and also Engie’s workshop but shhh), obviously; and every base without fail gets a secret door installed somewhere overnight by private, extremely expensive contractors, and to be frank all the moving’s kind of wearing a huge hole in Spy’s pockets, though he’d rather go bankrupt than sleep around other men. they figure out their own solutions. by the end all that’s left in the barracks is Demo and Soldier (since Demo crashes hard enough to sleep through a nuke and Soldier’d probably sleep in a hole in the ground if someone pointed to it and said this is military housing)—and Heavy, too, and seven of his guns, because the empty, decomposing bunk beds are at least a little better than the gory condition of the armory. literally everyone’s backs are suffering, but they make it work. more or less. sometimes you walk into the kitchen and turn on the light and hear a crash through the doorway and turn around and sniper’s sitting there in the dark of the hallway, laying on a sleeping bag in a clump of tangled limbs, only visible by his shades faintly gleaming brown-orange in the fluorescents streaming through the doorway, like cat’s eyes. did he sleep with his sunglasses on? he’s staring at you and he almost looks offended. scout’s in the hallway somewhere and he’s talking in his sleep loud enough you can hear it through the wall. you should probably really get back to bed. this should not feel like a horror game

#bungus headcanons #one of my most incomprehensible rambles yet #tf2 #i won’t tag everyone LOL. sorry

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bobamilkk · 11 months

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TF2 HEADCANONS PART TWO ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

I told myself I’d get these up one of these days👍 I finished this list at 4 am last night so none of this makes any sense and every word is more chaotic than the ones before it and no I’m not sorry y’all sighed up for this bs

Scout

-Can understand a good chunk of French but can’t speak more than a few simple words if that, has no clue how he understands it (Spy spoke a good amount of French around him as a baby or something idk)

-Can be just has hard to find as Spy-once you loose sight of him he’s impossible to find if he’s actually trying to stay hidden-Like father like son

-Can and will steal your food-this includes Heavy and Medic-He has no fear whatsoever and has been sent to respawn god knows how many fucking times because of this-And yet he still does it

-Loves scifi movies and comics and if you watch a movie with him half of it is him pointing out random trivia facts because he’s incapable of shutting the fuck up (this is also what happens when you watch a movie with me irl. My grandparents are sick and tired of it. Yes this is even more self projection what of it?)

-has mastered the younger sibling talent of fucking climbing people if it means getting something that’s held over his head. He also bites

Soldier

-it’s impossible to tell if he’s insulting you or complimenting you 90% of the time

-Has stabbed Scout’s hand to the table to prevent him from stealing food before and no one stopped him

-The team has movie nights once a week and Soldier always puts on the same inaccurate WW2 documentary he made himself when it’s his turn to pick-he used to put on 10 hours of the American National Anthem but someone (read: The rest of the team working together) lost (read: Violently destroyed) the tape after the third time

-I said he was from Missouri once in a rp cuz my rp friend and I are both from different parts of Missouri so that’s my hc now

Pyro

-I always hc him as Irish for some reason idk why

-Can casually pick up every merc except for Heavy-He struggles a bit with Medic because that man is pure muscle but they can indeed pick him up

-May or may not be a cannibal-it’s a little uncertain but either way they’re banned from the kitchen and cooking duty

-I’m a sucker for the hc that he does not like water whatsoever-Getting this man a bath is like trying to bathe a cat except somehow even more deadly

Demo

-This may be the impulsive sleep deprivation but my brain randomly went “What If he can see general ghosts because of his possessed eye socket, not just Eyelander or the scream fortress ghosts” so sometimes people walk in on him casually having a conversation with the air. Considering he’s made out with his own organs in his head, this is one of the less weird things they’ve walked in on him doing

-Surprisingly he’s the best with kids out of all 9 mercs, Heavy is a good runner up though and Spy’s not far behind but will never admit it

Heavy

-Accent gets thicker when he’s talking to people he cares about

-Was the one who suggested the movie nights in the first place

-Actually cleans up in the base unlike literally everyone else

Engie

-People don’t realize how unhinged this man is ok??? Anyways he’s a caffeine addict and has developed the habit of pulling way too many all nighters if it means getting work done (like me. It’s 4 am as I work on this list. Help)

-What’s a southern farm boy without a few dozen concerning stories about pushing cousins out of second story barn windows or near drowning fishing story? My cousins lived on a farm when we were kids and they scared the shit out of me I swear there was a new broken bone every summer

-probably once had a sleep deprived mental breakdown on his workshop floor because the sweet tea one of the mercs made him wasn’t sweet enough idk man I’m sleep deprived rn and could really use a southern style sweet tea

Medic

-Mann vs Machine hc that his hometown would rather deal with the robots than having Medic anywhere near them ever again. They want him GONE

-Sleeps like a fucking corpse-You can’t even tell he’s breathing unless you look closely. He even crosses his arms like a corpse

-Will take you graverobbing for a romantic date-gotta get experiment canvases somehow he’s running out of room on the other mercs without them just dropping dead from it all

Sniper

-The opposite of a morning person, but his internal clock won’t let him sleep in ever. The suns up? He’s up! Someone help him

-Has befriended a wild owl and feeds it at night-The offense trio very violently helped him name it (They fist fought eachother over who’s name was better while Sniper spaced out thinking about random gator facts)

Spy

-An adrenaline junkie but will never ever admit it

-Spy can mimic voices to a near perfect even without his disguise kit-he however rarely uses this and instead simply mocks everyone instead because he finds it funny (“This is Scout! Rainbows make me cry!”)

-Wears a corset because I said so-It always matches perfectly with his outfit and underwear too-He feels SO bonita

Bonus since it’s Pride Month

-Scout is gay and so many levels deep in the closet it’s embarrassing-He’s also trans because I said so

-Soldier is trans, bi, and poly :) his list of wives consists of anyone and everyone /j

-Spy is bi and a cis man who wears dresses regularly he’s gnc af and I love that for him he’s my wife now

-Medic is gay and still legally married to his wife they’re mlm wlm solidarity married for tax benefits /j

-Pyro is trans, non-binary, and pan and uses he/they pronouns because I said so

-None of these men are straight ok

-Medic did both Scout and Soldier’s top surgery but both of them instead have overly extravagant extremely gorey stories on how they got their scars

#hi can you see my bias yet?#god I love them all #they’re the found family ever #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 hcs #tf2 headcanons #team fortress 2 headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 demo #tf2 heavy #tf2 Engie #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy

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tf2emporium · 5 months

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New Smissmas Heavy Collection, Mann of Chukotka! Vote now on Steam Workshop This collection was created by: Greg (https://steamcommunity.com/id/serious_greg) dobrapozitiva (https://steamcommunity.com/id/dobrapozitiva) Dansky (https://steamcommunity.com/id/dansky_lab)

#tf2 #teamfortress #workshop #steam #3dart

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cooltf2facts · 7 months

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Demoman has been accused by some of the Mann Co. higher-ups of illegally purchasing a lion. However, he proved his innocence by giving a full tour of his room and workshop to show that he had nowhere to even put a lion in the first place. It has since been revealed that this rumor was started due to a picture taken of Demo and Soldier at a rug shop, where Soldier had wrapped himself in a shag rug that resembled a lion’s mane.

#tf2 #tf2 demoman #tf2 soldier #tf2 facts

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theworkshopmann · 9 months

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Animated Arsonist

Slightly more unhinged than your average sunday morning cartoon.

Type: Cosmetic/misc

Class: Pyro

Paintable: Yes

Accepted in game: No

This cosmetic was made by Steam User Diva Dan. Posted on April 15th 2022, you can vote for this here!

#Animated Arsonist #cosemtic #tf2 workshop #the workshop mann #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 pyro #the pyro #red pyro #blu pyro

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askengiecow · 1 year

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It had been two days since Taurie’s heat had finished and with them both back to being well rested and managing to avoid more trouble from the spy, Dell was in good spirits thinking maybe the spy had been bluffing about talking. Making his way from the public showers to his room, Dell spotted his lover and waved him over, using his pet name for the man as the hallway was empty besides them. “Hey Pumpkin, Ya know that birthday gift ya were wantin’ me to make? Well I've been workin’ on it and think I figured somethin’ out!” @dirty-dell

Finally feeling recuperated and in control of his faculties Taurie had also been hopeful that nothing would come from the Spy's threats. The Blu hadn't attempted to disguise as either of the Engineers since his heat and seemed to be laying low.

At the moment the cowman was heading to the workshop, his hand bandaged as he had sliced his palm open on a piece of metal working on a project of his own. With a dispenser waiting on him and the wounds sustained in battle in comparison the injury was a minor annoyance at best.

Hearing Dell he looked up with a smile that turned to a moment of suspicion until he had Spy checked the other, giving an apologetic chuckle.

"Sorry 'bout that Sugar." He grinned, falling into place beside the Texan as they walked. "Really now? Not that ah doubted yer abilities; kinda thought you might've forgotten about it."

Really he had figured Dell had had second thoughts about tampering with Mann Co's technology. He hadn't wanted to press the issue if that had been the case. Learning Dell had been tinkering in the background brought an excited smile to his face.

"Don't suppose yer wantin to show me what ya figured out are ya?" He smirked, lightly nudging Dell with his shoulder.

@dirty-dell

#dirty dell rps

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boardgametoday · 2 years

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Games Workshop Pre-Order Preview: A big week for the Battle for Middle-Earth, Horus Heresy, Necromunda, and more!

Games Workshop Pre-Order Preview: A big week for the Battle for Middle-Earth, Horus Heresy, Necromunda, and more! #LotR #warhammercommunity #40K #Necromunda #HorusHeresy

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pinniped-medibots · 1 month

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INTRODUCING MYSELF !!

HELLO, I'M OTTO !! AND I'M A MEDIBOT !! JOYOUS !!

I LIVE WITH MY SIBLINGS AND DAD AT HIS WORKSHOP !! I WOULDN'T WANT TO BE ANYWHERE ELSE !! WONDROUS !! IM ALSO SHARING WITH OSWALD !!

MY FAVOURITE THINGS ARE HATS, SEALS, AND MY FRIENDS !!

MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY !!

MECHANIC @emotionally-mature-mechanic - MY DAD !!

SPYBOT SYS @emotionally-anxious-spybots - MY SIBLINGS !! I'VE KNOWN THEM SINCE FOREVER !!

MECHAMEDES @emotionally-mean-mechamedes - MY BIRD. HE VISITS ME SOMETIMES !!

JANIE @emotionally-clumsy-soldier - HE'S MY UNCLE !!

BOLTY @physically-vampiric-medic - HE'S HELPED ME THROUGH A LOT !!

CLIFFORD @emotionally-shy-soldierbot - THEY’RE MY COUSIN !!

SYLVESTER @physically-synthetic-engibot - WE'RE LIKE A TEAM TOGETHER !!

ESMÉ @mentally-joyful-demobot - SHE HAS A REALLY PRETTY GARDEN I LIKE TO VISIT !!

REDIBOT @physically-artificial-medic - SOMETIMES-FRIEND.

CLOWNIBOT @mentally-silly-medibot - HE'S... A BIT STRANGE? IN A GOOD WAY !!

PROTO @physically-bloody-medibot - ALSO KINDA STRANGE !! PLEASE DONT PUT HIM AND CLOWNI IN THE SAME ROOM TOGETHER. EVER. UNPLEASANT.

everything past 'keep reading' is ooc!

Otto, along with the other robots in his cpu, are medibots. Formed by the assembly lines that were once owned by Gray Mann, something from within caused him to gain the ability to feel, to think, to love, to become sentient.

Shortly after his 'awakening', he learned that they weren't the only one. So many more robots were alive, just like he was, and some have even been around for longer than they have! They were just the first to make themself known.

Otto is mentally around 14 years of age, and goes by he/him and they/them. He is the host.

Udo is the same age as Otto, and goes by exclusively they/them. They are the current co-host.

Oswald ranges from around 6 to 10 years, and goes by mostly they/them while occasionally using she/her.

Florian is one of the oldest of the system, being around 15-16. They generally enjoy taking a caretaker role for the system and others, and goes by he/him and they/them.

Klaus has the hottest temper out of anyone in the system, generally taking over when someone else gets angry enough, and exploding at whatever's gotten them riled up. Generally goes by only he/him.

#joyous! wondrous! - otto’s talking tag

#happy to see you! - oswald’s talking tag

#kannst du mich verstehen? - udo's talking tag

#at your service! - florian's talking tag

#quit bugging me. - klaus's talking tag

#blue pen ink - text post tag

#wondrous people - ask tag

#lookie!! - reblog tag

#gifts for otto - things made for otto

#hat collection - reblog chains/rps

thank you bunnysrph for the dividers!!!

#tf2 rp #joyous! wondrous!#happy to see you!#kannst du mich verstehen?#at your service!#quit bugging me.#wondrous people #lookie!!#gifts for otto #hat collection #physically xyz mercs #physically robotic medic

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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!Kirishima x Artist!Reader!

Scenario:- kiri with an s/o who’s an artist!

Pairing:- kirishima x gn!reader

Type:- headcannons

I imagine you working on the couch while kiri comes back from a mission

Hes tired and waiting to see the one person he loves most but ur complete fixated on your screen

Hed just come up behind you and sorta just bury his face in the crook of ur neck from behind the couch,his arms going to wrap around you

But soon he lets go to go and clean up

If ur still working when he comes back he doesn’t disturb you but just sits on the couch beside you,simply basking in your presence

He’s 100% you’re model

Need a pose and cant find a reference??

KIRI TO THE RESCUEEE

If youre ever feeling insecure about your art too he’d completely shut down your insecurities

Not with blind positivity

But with actually good points

Telling you that you shouldn’t compare your art to others because a) your style and speed is unique to you and no one does it like you b) the best part about art is to have fun and the moment you stop overthinking it’ll be fine

Also while he can appreciate good art nothing looks better in his eyes than your art!

Other stuff just doesn’t hit him the same way urs does

Is it because he loves you and therefore your work just has the same hold on him that you do?

Or is it just that he has a great And unbiased eye for art?(yes)

I guess we’ll never know!(oh but we dooo)

Oh also a really good point that the loml( @cloudy-zephyr) brought up,

HE WOULD DEFINITELY SHUT DOWN ALL THE BITCHES THAT SAY ART ISNT A REAL JOB OR THAT ITS EASY

If anyone even insinuates that

Buddy just gets offended af

I doubt hed cause a scene just for an off handed comment but if the offender keep goin on he’d 100% step in with a forceful and passionate couner-argument

Oh also imagine like if you ever get messages on ur socials asking for free art and you’re just LOSING IT, (because honestly entitled karens and kens are genuinely tiring to deal with🤬)

Kiri will definitely just ask for your phone and then ask you to go take a nicee warm bath to calm urself

When you come back out,the entitled folk are all dealt with! (Buddy basically just killed em with kindness and the way he handled em left no room for it to be turned on you to make u look like the bad guy!)

Also i can totes imagine you teaching him how to draw🥺

He’d be such a keen and enthusiastic learner tooo😩

God Bless this man honestly!

And i def think that all around your apartment,theref be framed pictures of your art

And youve even hung up a few of his!

He thinks they dont look good enough to which you reply with the same stuff he tells you

His style and speed are unique to him and you wouldn’t change anything for the world🥰

He kisses you on the lips and spins you around at that

I WILL ONCE AGAIN SAY THIS BECAUSE NO ONE CAN EVER SAY IT TOO MUCH

THIS MANN IS A GODDAM BLESSINGG(HES LIKE TOM HIDDLESTON IN FICTION!!)

~The end

!Wait bonus point!

I feel like at some point when the rest of the bakusquad learns of your art and how great it is they all ask you for lessons and then you have like this workshop where all the pieces created in the day go to a charity project(like raise money for kids in need and stuff cos Holy Shit does celebrity art get a lot of money) or to a lil room in your home which acts as a lil gallery for all your little group art projects!!

🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿

Tagging:- @izueli

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the mha characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but this story? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

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