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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 3 years

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Hi!Idk if this has been done before, but could I get some head cannons of how the family of the mercs (Heavy’s mother and sisters, Scout’s mom and maybe brothers, Demo’s mom)react to their s/o and having like a niece/nephew/grandchild depending on the relation.I just think it would be cute

A/N: This can honestly tie in with another headcanon ask I did involving children. As a side note, I personally headcanon Scout’s brothers as being half-brothers. Hope you enjoy! :)

Scout:

- Scout honestly didn’t want his brothers to properly get involved with his life at first, mainly because of how they grew up and how they treated him

- Being half-brothers, Scout doesn’t really trust them too well either

- His mom on the other hand, he wanted to tell her E V E R Y T H I N G that happened in his life. He just loves her too much

- When he brings you home, he’s really nervous about what will happen, especially around his brothers

- Things surprisingly don’t go half bad, especially when you prove to his brothers that you can kick ass

- Scout’s mom is just relieved that Scout was able to find someone wonderful and lovely, and she loves joking around with you and telling you embarrassing stories of her son

- When the time came and Scout had his own children, it was around the time his brothers were settling down and moving on from their delinquent demeanour

- They really enjoy having a niece/nephew to spoil on Christmas, and they’re softies around them

- Scout’s mom is the ultimate Grandma

- She’s the one that allows the children to have cookies before bed, lots of cake and lots of TV

- The children love visiting her as often as possible

Demoman:

- Demoman’s mother was a person that Demoman held high respect and love for

- Being blind has not stopped this woman from whooping her son’s ass if he does something wrong

- When he begins to talk to her about you, she catches on the fact that her son is in love and demands he stop being a coward and confess to you already

- When you both meet at last, she is overjoyed and begins embarrassing Demoman on the spot

- She will tell you stories of his father and their line of generational demolition work, and the fact that the family owns a castle

- When the children eventually arrive in the future, she keeps discipline up but she won’t lay a finger on them

- She lets them sit in front of the TV and gives them snacks so long as they behave and do what they have to do

- She will encourage the grandchildren to become demolition experts

- She will be the granny that lives with the main family

Heavy:

- This man was always putting family above all else, even if it came down to a decision between them and his job

- He didn’t hesitate to introduce you to his mother and sisters, but boy were you nervous about meeting them

- It took a while for his sisters to validate you into the family, mainly because the last thing they wanted to see was their big brother hurt

- When they did accept you into the family, they were like the sisters you always wanted (even if they were intimidating like your Heavy)

- Heavy’s mother took to you like a duck to water and always prepared a feast whenever you accompanied Heavy back home

- When you fell pregnant for the first time, Heavy’s sisters started taking bets on the gender of the child long before you were three months pregnant

- Zhanna somehow won that bet

- To the children, Heavy’s sisters were protective and encouraging much like Heavy was, except they were there to help cause harmless mischief

- Heavy’s mother would be such a gentle grandmother to her grandchildren. She would love babysitting them, singing songs to them and telling them stories of the family

- Hope you like Russian stories, because Heavy’s mother has a whole library stored in her head

Sniper:

- Sniper was so nervous introducing you to his mother and father, especially his dad

- You yourself was scared to make a terrible first impression in front of them

- The moment Sniper Introduced you as his lover, his father dropped to his knees and yelled for joy

- This man lost faith in his son ever finding someone nice to date long ago and boy was he RELIEVED

- His mother took a more non-insane bubbly reaction, embracing you and Sniper into a hug and announcing a family feast

- When they passed away, it took a toll on the both of you, especially when Sniper found out that they weren’t his real parents

- Meeting his birth parents was like introducing Soldier to the idea of higher education; it was an absolute nightmare!

- The constant glares you were given by Lar-Nar and the obnoxious questions asked by Bill-Bell got on your nerves faster than it did for the very patient bushman

- You hated to admit that you were relieved they were selfish enough to bail when things got bad

- When you and Sniper had children, you both told stories of their loving grandparents and how much they would have adored and loved them if they ever met them

- He would often tell the children how his father would have given terrible advice and a shot of whiskey on the rocks by the time they were 12, or how his mother would have become the best pie maker in the world because of them

- Biological parents on Sniper’s side of the family were never mentioned once and good riddance to that

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 3 years

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Hewwo! Can I request some headcanons on how each mercenary would raise their daughter from childhood to adulthood? Thanksies!! Also, I adore your writing 😘💞

A/N: A nice short and sweet thing I hope you lot enjoy! My desire to have children when I’m older and married is strong so it fueled this for me :)

Scout:

- Honestly this man has no clue how to raise a daughter

- He knows how to raise boys, but knows nothing about raising girls, so you help him out more times than he wants to admit

- He definitely wants to make sure his daughter stays healthy and active, so growing up he introduces her to various sports

- Baseball, Softball and American Football are among the 3 most played sports between Scout and his daughter

- Early morning runs became a tradition between Scout and his girl growing up. Unless one was injured or sick, they would ALWAYS run in the morning

- Scout looks to you for giving your daughter life advice because try as he might he just can’t seem to give the right advice to her

- Overprotective? Nah, so long as his daughter doesn’t do something incredibly stupid or brings home a very dangerous partner

- When Scout’s daughter reaches adulthood, they continue with their morning jogs and start to play aggressively against each other in sport

Soldier:

- This man goes from hardcore drill seargent to hardcore softie in a matter of SECONDS after meeting his daughter for the first time

- This man is about discipline and self-routine. He’d try to make sure his daughter can look after herself properly in case anything was to happen

- He would definitely give in to the tea parties, he so would

- When she’s old enough, he’d teach her how to shoot a gun for self defence

- He leaves the stuff about school and girl-based advice to you

- He is literally the dad holding a shotgun when his daughter brings home a romantic partner, and he will intimidate them and their loyalty to his daughter

- Soldier will reward good behaviour and actions, often taking his daughter out to see a movie or get some ice cream

- When Soldier’s little girl becomes a woman, he’ll teach her how to use explosives and basically drop in with a packet of bread and stories to tell

Pyro:

- Pyro is just excited about having a daughter, that’s another person to host tea parties with!

- Dear god where they afraid of hurting her, especially since they worked with dangerous amounts of fire 24/7

- Cute clothes for the baby girl? FUCK YES!!!

- Stuffed toys? YOU BET!!!

- You enjoy watching Pyro play with your little girl, and you loved to join in

- All three of you celebrate the holidays like there is no tomorrow, and you absolutely love it

- Pyro surprisingly teaches your daughter how to be safe around fire. The last they want is to see their little girl covered in burn marks

- They are generally good with giving advice, but stuff like puberty is a zone Pyro does not go to, often leaving those questions with you

- When your daughter grows up, Pyro loves dropping in for tea, and definitely loves bringing up baby photos of your little girl

Demoman:

- Demoman is over the moon when he first met his daughter. He forever counts himself lucky he had the eyesight to see her

- Babyproofed the house and never laid a finger on explosives when she was around

- You never thought you’d see the day Demo would stop drinking, but ever since your daughter was born he didn’t touch a single drop

- He never consistently bagged your child about becoming a demolitions expert, but he always had fun making small and safe explosions in the yard every now and then

- He is the parent who sneaks their child a sip of Whiskey on the rocks. You were certainly not impressed when you caught him

- He did return to drinking as his daughter grew older, but he never drinks to the amounts he drank before she was born

- He is really good with life advice (thanks to his own mother), and is the dad that tries to guide his child along the straight and narrow path

- When she grows up he takes her down to the bar to drink responsibly, and he loves telling her stories of his days working as a mercenary

- You bet he tests the romantic partner with hardcore shots of Rum containing 90% Alcohol

- FYI such alcohol exists

Heavy:

- Heavy helped his mother raise his sisters for years, so having to look after a baby girl was easy for him

- Soft lullabies and fairytale stories at night were Heavy’s favourite moments of the day when your daughter was young

- Great with advice and puberty questions, though he sometimes turned to you to ask if he was answering them properly or not

- Definitely teaches his daughter fluent Russian and boxing

- As she gets older he starts talking more about his past as a mercenary and former life in a Russian gulag

- He definitely teaches his daughter the history of Russia and how bad things can be if a bad person was left in power

- When she grows up he is the loving father who loves talking as often as he can with his daughter. No matter how old she is, he would always call her by her childhood nicknames

Engineer:

- Engi wrote down lullabies on his guitar for her even before she was born

- Baby furniture was all assembled by hand by this Texan man

- He loves giving the infant girl cuddles and tries to get her to speak as early as humanly possible

- As she gets older he allows her into the workshop so long as she promises not to touch or break anything important or dangerous

- The amount of times this daughter of his has broken that rule is enough times to give him chronic back pains at the ripe old age of not-even-50-yet and you so very close to banning her from entering his workshop

- He is great with advice and even greater with schoolwork. He loves having discussions with her about subjects she doesn’t know too well. He will leave you with some personal questions if he can’t find the words for it

- He will encourage her to pursue her passions no matter what they were, even if society deemed it inappropriate. If she wanted to be a nurse or a lawyer or even the fucking Queen of England she can damn well strive to be just that!

- He invents various toys and items for her whenever an idea strikes him fancy, and he will teach her how to handle a wrench and a sink at least

- When she grows up he will continue making things for her and send them her way at random times. He will also be the aged father who loves playing the guitar for her

Medic:

- Local medical man knows you were pregnant with a girl before you were 3 months pregnant

- Said medical man was over the moon he had a daughter to look forward to (you found it surprising that he wanted to dress her up in a lot of cute outfits)

- Medic would always take charge with making sure you and your unborn daughter were healthy and happy throughout the pregnancy

- He would also be the one to deliver the baby! The amount of happy tears he shed holding her for the first time was the most happy you had seen him in a long time

- Having a baby kept Medic in his toes. No child of his, daughter or son, was going to go through the night with a cold!

- He is the one who always patches up his daughter’s scratches with bandaids and song-like words that cheer her up

- God forbid him even let her into the Medbay in the middle of an experiment

- Medic would let his child feed the birds, and Archimedes loves hanging around your daughter

- Medic would go to you for help when he needed advice on how to take care of his little girl properly, but otherwise the both of you were just fine

- When your daughter grew up the first thing she did was go to Medical school inspired by her father’s career, and he would help support her as much as he could

- She would also take care of her own brood of doves

- She promised to keep away from experimenting for your sake

Spy:

- THIS MAN WAS A NERVOUS WRECK WHEN HE FOUND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT

- He already failed to raise one child, so why did fate give him another?!

- He promised himself he wouldn’t run like he did with his first child, and stuck with you throughout the pregnancy

- He would not let you mention how much he cried holding your daughter for the first time to anyone else

- He was a very cautious man once your daughter arrived. He even stopped smoking inside buildings to avoid ruining her lungs

- Taught her how to speak French as early as she could understand it. This may have lead her to develop his accent over time but you love it

- Advice was something Spy trusted you to do more than himself. He would never shake the fear he was going to fail at his second attempt at being a father

- You always found your heart melting whenever you caught your daughter and Spy resting with one another after reading a bedtime story

- Even after growing up, Spy always looked out for his daughter, and wouldn’t hesitate to protect her from any of his enemies that try to harm her or you

- He is forever grateful he was given a second chance at fatherhood, and did his best to not let it go to waste

A/N: So I’m back! Hope ya didn’t miss me too much. Thanks for being patient with me!! 💕💕

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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HI, do you take requests for non-romantic, platonic headcanons?

Yes, I do!! Ask away!! :)

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: This place (despite any NSFW that might show up here) is a safe space, and I intend to keep it that way.

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to keep fighting on for as long as you can. But damn it all if I say that nothing is worth fighting for, because your own life and happiness is worth fighting for. I know that there are factors that make life so fucking difficult, I can promise you that things will get better, and that there are people looking out for you in the biggest or smallest of ways. I’m always here to talk about things if you desperately need it. Nothing is more worth it than yourself. No matter what you may believe: You ARE special and unique. There is not one person in the world who can replace you or tell you otherwise, no matter what.

Reblog if you would be devastated if you found out one of your followers committed suicide.

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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Project Reveal

As the above says, and from what I have already revealed to some of you in TF2 Corner, I have been working on a secret project since Late April/Early May. I am proud to announce my biggest writing project yet (as well as my biggest GMOD Posing project yet!):

What is Danganfortress?

Danganfortress is a fan-made crossover between Team Fortress 2 and the Danganronpa series. The cast of characters includes 15 mercenaries (of varying BLU and RED colours) and Miss Pauling. I have other characters up my sleeve, but that remains as a spoiler for the upcoming series.

What is Danganronpa?

I can’t properly describe the game so have a Wikipedia link instead: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danganronpa

When and Where will Danganfortress be uploaded?

Danganfortress has no set release date and will be uploaded on Instagram when I have everything ready.

I can confirm the following:

I have selected who will survive and who will not

A Mastermind and Traitor has been chosen

Motives have been created

Character names, Ultimate Talents and personalities have been made

There is at least 1 mercenary per class (Spy, Engineer and Pyro do not double-up)

The script is under construction as of posting this, and the Prologue is almost complete

This Blog will feature behind-the-scenes updates every now and then, so stay tuned!

I will wrap this announcement up with a Preview image I put together with FireAlpaca and GMOD (THIS IMAGE IS NOT CANON TO THE STORYLINE):

(I’ll reveal his given name when the script is completed hehe)

Thanks for reading! 💕💖

#fanganronpa #tf2 #tf2 au #team fortress 2 AU #danganronpa au #danganronpa crossover #tf2 GMOD #GMOD #project reveal #TF2 x Danganronpa

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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Are NSFW or mild NSFW x readers or HCs allowed? I didn't see anything on here stating anything about it and I wanna make sure.

Yes, NSFW and mild NSFW x readers/HCs are allowed! I do most anything except:

- SEXUAL KINKS of ANY KIND unless I specify anyway (like daddy kinks, spanking kinks etc.)

- Extreme dirty talk (dirty talk I’m fine writing, but it will never be extreme)

- BDSM play

- Rape/Non-Con (an obvious red zone)

- HCs or One-Shots that have the reader placed in a drastic age gap of more than 5 years (teacher/student, for example, I will NEVER write about)

If I need to clarify anything else, let me know, otherwise you may ask away!! :)

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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Oh my god your blog is amazing I had to stop myself from spamming your likes!! Can I request a red-string soulmate au with either Medic, Scout, or Spy?

A/N: I am really happy you like my stuff! I hope you enjoy this soulmate AU featuring Spy, I REALLY love writing this stuff! 💕

Spy is a man that had no sense to believe in things such as the fabled ‘red strings of fate’, a thread that connects you to the one you would spend the rest of your life with. Spy was a womaniser, a man that had no time to settle down and find his true love. Even if he truely wanted to, his profession prevented him from doing so.

His many one-night stands with women often left him wondering if they had ever found their loved ones. They would have known if their soulmate died, the string would break and it would flow brokenly on a breeze. He had never seen it, he had only been told about it by the woman who had his child, a child he had been afraid to raise himself. He never thought he’d see the boy 27 years later, and with him the other end of his string.

Spy had often looked at the red thread that was neatly tied to his left ring finger for years, often wondering why fate would decree he had a true love waiting for him. Any sense of true love was fleeting for the French Assassin, but he wasn’t to deny fate if it eventually caught up with him. That was, after all, how he finally met his son years after screwing his mother in a 1 night stand, a woman whose string was broken for years. It was also how he met you.

You came after Scout, exactly 7 days later. It had been a usual round at 2Fort and Spy was getting his job done messing with RED Mercenaries and stealing the intelligence case. He had overheard Miss Pauling talking of a new mercenary joining the enemy team the night before, and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t curious as to who was joining the ranks. He didn’t expect to be surprised upon meeting you, your eyes locked with pure hatred of each other out of occupational standpoints, all sense of hate and battle-driven anger fading away into curiosity, fear and confusion upon glancing at his left ring finger, watching the thread gracefully leading to your own left ring finger.

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You had always believed in the red string of fate that was tied neatly around your ring finger. Your parents had found each other thanks to following the thread back to each other, and you had contacts who found their soulmates. Your life had unexpectedly taken an odd turn when you became a mercenary working for Mann. Co, a career your parents weren’t entirely comfortable with but supportive of.

The drive to 2Fort, your worksite, had allowed you to think of who you were going to meet. You were given the chance to look at files of your teammates and enemies, all of whom were (mostly) men. This left you wondering if one of them was going to be your intended, your soulmate. You shook your head, Miss Pauling informed you that soulmates in this occupation was not something that happened often, though it was a possibility you shouldn’t hold your breath for. That didn’t stop you from glancing at your string of fate, wondering if it’ll find it’s significant other in this strange new world of respawns and killing people.

You were not expecting your enemy to be the end of that string of fate.

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It’s often funny how fate can take a person to a place they’d rather not be in. For Mann Co., it was the loss of the Mann brothers. For the mercenaries, it was getting fired and re-hired to now fight against a common enemy instead of each other. For the Badlands, it meant another war. For you, it was finding Spy bleeding out after a severe struggle against Gray Mann’s robots in Coaltown. And by god you did not like where fate had brought you.

You ran to where his body lay battered and bleeding, his suit that was once (and still is) formal and professional covered in dust, dirt and drying blood. His mask was one of the only things to avoid being torn and damaged, but his face was contorted in pain and exhaustion. You knelt beside him and searched his body of the wound that was gushing out dangerous amounts of blood, tears in your eyes as you prayed and hoped that he was going to live.

You told him that he was going to be fine, that Medic was coming to fix him up and you’ll both be fine. You encouraged him to keep awake, his eyes trained on you and to keep breathing, to keep fighting through to see the next day. Despite your efforts to apply pressure to the wound, it was still leaking blood, and you only hoped he can pull through.

The exchange was silent. His hand, shaking with fading strength, reached up to cup your face, his thumb brushing your tears away. His eyes, heavy with exhaustion, looked at you with nothing but affection and relief. His smile, the smallest smile he could muster, was the only thing that wasn’t shaking or fading or threatening to close. His eyes beckoned you to lean in close, and with his breath fading, he whispered in your ear:

“Pour toujours ma chaîne, pour toujours mon amour.”

You did nothing but cry into the sky as his hand and body went limp, his eyes shut closed and breath fading slowly into the bleeding sunset. The bastard was willing to die happy if it meant you were the last thing he ever saw.

How you hated fate and its cruel hand.

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Pyro had always been able to see the red strings of fate, an odd ability they possessed (among other odd traits they had). Watching you mourn for Spy filled their heart with grief, but watching as Medic attended to Spy as Heavy had to pry you away from his body made them feel that grief even more. However, they would be lying if they said that they were not relieved watching Medic do his thing, even if you were frantically trying to pry yourself away from Heavy to be beside your soulmate again.

If only for a moment within grief you just looked at your string, a red thread connecting your left ring finger with Spy’s...

A/N: Hehe, and you thought this would be nothing but fluff. Sorry for soccer-punching ya’ll in the gut with angst, but at least there’s a brief mention of a happy ending

#tf2 headcanons #tf2 x reader #tf2 soulmate au #soulmate au #one-shot #tf2 spy #tf2 pyro #tf2 heavy #tf2 medic #medic heavy and pyro are minor in this #tf2 spy x reader #spy x reader #reader insert #fluff with angst #angst with a happy ending of sorts #how to properly tag things here #red strings of fate

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tf2-headcanons-and-scenarios · 4 years

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Mystery of the Gentle Treausre: Spy x Reader

A/N: This was written on my phone at, like, 3am yesterday. I don’t consider this the best of my work in regards to storyline but I will consider writing another one-shot in relation to this one if enough people like it. I might also want to point out that the reader was around the same age as Spy when they first met (just to clarify things). Hope you enjoy my lovelies!

Note: [y/s/n] = your son’s name (+ anything in Italics is a News Report)

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The famous photograph of a person holding their baby son, taken in 1970, is well known for the mystery surrounding the photographer and the individual holding the child. This piece, titled ‘Gentle Treasure’, has but one copy of it in the entire world, seen only in the Art Gallery residing in 2Fort.

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[y/s/n] looked at the image of the spouse and baby boy with interest in the gallery. The face of the spouse was only revealed through their loving smile and chin, with the top half of the face never to be seen. The child, however, had been visible for the world to see, his eyes closed off from the camera’s gaze.

The year was 1997, 4 months after the boy’s 27th birthday. He had a blossoming career as a painter, and had visited the 2Fort Art gallery for some bursts of inspiration. He had been particularly drawn to the photograph of the parent and child, a photograph he vaguely remembered seeing as a child years ago. Somehow, he felt a connection with the parent in the picture, as if his mind knew who they were, but he brushed it off as artistic inspiration. Eventually, the boy left the gallery and went on his way to visit his father. He had, after all, promised to visit today.

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Jeremy arrived at his father’s house, wiping his brow of sweat after jogging the distance. He turned his attention to a car pulling up in the driveway, revealing his half-brother from the driver’s seat.

“Had I known you were coming to visit, I’d have picked you up!”

“Hey, this Scout has to keep his pace up, alright? Otherwise I’d lose my touch.”

“You already have you freaking 54 year old lunatic.”

“Fuck off [y/s/n], you hardly run you freaking lazy slob.”

Both half-brothers chuckled as they knocked on the door of the house. They were greeted by their father, his formal demeanour remaining as it always had been for years, despite his old age and fading strength.

“Hey dad, nice to see ya again.”

“Bonjour boys, come inside.”

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The three erupted in laughter at the screen, the comedy show they had been watching sending the trio into stitches. The day had begun to fade into the night and each were enjoying themselves to a drink and shitty humour that somehow made each of them laugh. [y/s/n], as curious as he was, caught himself gazing at a photo on the wall of his father, his older-half brother, himself and their father’s partner. All had a smile on their faces, the youngest in the photo being no older than 5. [y/s/n]’s mind lingered back to the photo of the person holding their child in their arms, but he brushed it off again.

“I can tell you have something on your mind tonight.”

“H-huh? Nah, I don’t. Not really anyway.”

“[y/s/n], I am your father. I know when something is bothering you.”

The boy didn’t expect his father to catch onto his own curiosity. Can’t be helped if one’s parent was a former assassin after all. Jeremy seemed to have also (against all the odds) inherit that trait to an obvious extent.

“You’re curious about that photo of that person and their baby, aren’t you?”

[y/s/n] could only nod in response, surprised to hear someone chuckle in response. The owner of that noise wasn’t Jeremy, but his father’s, the old French man getting up from his seat to make his way over to a table containing a small stack of photo albums, taking one and returning to his recliner.

“I think it’s time I revealed my little hobby to you boys. After the war was over, I bought a camera on a whim, and the rest is history.”

“You became a photographer?”

“Non, I simply took photos in my spare time.”

Jeremy’s eyes caught sight of one of the photos, showing a much younger [y/n] holding a baby in their arms. The child had heavily resembled the baby in the photo in the 2Fort gallery, his half-Brother also noting the similarity.

“This is the original copy of that photograph in the 2Fort Art Gallery. Why I ever decided to send that edited version through, you can thank [y/n] for it.”

“Wait, they asked you to submit that photo in?”

“Yes. To this day, I do not know the motivation. Perhaps they wanted to, in a way, show the world that even a hired killer can have the simplest of joys. They cherished every moment with both of you, good and bad.”

“I was kind of surprised to have a step-parent of sorts, but it was nice...”

“I miss them...”

“We all do [y/s/n]. You, me and Pa.”

[y/s/n] didn’t know how to react to the information. The mere fact that his baby face was public to the world was surprising to say the least, but it did answer why he was always so drawn to the picture in the first place. He glanced at Jeremy, seeing the same face painted over the former Mercenary’s face. [y/s/n] also saw that same face light up with an idea.

“Do you still have that stuffy old camera around Spy?”

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The famous photograph of a person holding their baby son, taken in 1970, is well known for the mystery surrounding the photographer and the individual holding the child. 27 years later, the sons of the photographer submitted what they called the ‘only continuation’ of the photograph. They will not reveal who is in the image, but they have confirmed that the adult in the first photo had sadly passed away seven years ago today.

The photograph, which has been revealed to the public today at the 2Fort Art Gallery, was made to honour the memory of the individual in the first photograph and their husband, the photographer of both images, who sadly passed away just a few weeks after the second photograph was taken. The sons named the photograph: “Everlasting Treasure”, and portrays two grown brothers laughing with an elderly parent, the only thing visible of the three are the lower halves of their faces and their arms connected together in a hug.

A/N: Again, not my finest pieces of work, but one I definitely enjoyed writing. This is also a personal headcanon of mine that Spy takes up photography as a hobby after the events of the TF2 comics because why not haha!

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https://www.tumblr.com/chat/LTFUuS3w9ehL9Bc8IH4tlw/tf2-corner

I have created a group chat where you guys can come and converse with me and each other about anything TF2 related! Come in and enjoy yourselves, and again thank you so much for 500 followers!

At 3am I have discovered a way to celebrate the milestone! I do encourage you all to avoid drama and arguments, as the chat room is a TF2 Headcanons-certifies safe space. Headcanons one and all are welcomed but I encourage keeping it as sfw as possible :)

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Howdy hey I’m still alive! Sorry for the inactivity, but hot damn thank you all so much for over 500 followers!!

I’ll find a way to celebrate this milestone! 💕

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What if a s/o wrote poems and love letters to Medic in secret (never delivering them) and one day Archimedes grabs some of them and shows them to Medic?? X3

A/N: You are a genius. Enough said.

Another day, another letter written, sealed and stuffed into a drawer that was slowly losing space. No matter how many times they write anything directed towards Medic, [y/n] will never deliver or show any of them to him. That begs the questions as to why they write them in the first place. In a way, writing love letters and poems for a person that will never see them have [y/n] a medium to properly express their feelings towards the German doctor, and by golly would they die if Medic ever saw them. Heaven forbid Scout of all people found the stash.

Love in the battlefield was not commonplace, and even the smallest expression of admiration never went unnoticed. That didn’t stop anyone from catching feelings, and by golly did Medic catch feelings HARD. For the doctor, love was a chemical reaction the brain made and by golly did [y/n] make his chemicals skyrocket through the roof in the best of ways. The conversations he shared with them in the medical lab, the battlefield banter, the way they gently caressed the doves, it never failed to make him smile and feel light on the inside. However, despite [y/n]’s presence lingering in his mind, the more pressing matter that plagued his thoughts was where Archimedes flew off to.

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[y/n] just managed to stuff your latest poem into their desk drawer when Scout barged into the room asking if they wanted to play, and by golly they would be lying if they said they didn’t get startled by the boy’s presence. When Scout left, [y/n] opened the drawer to take the poem out again, more to see whether or not they were motivated to finish it or to just let it gather dust in a cramped space for the rest of eternity. They barely noticed the door was left open when the soft cooing of a dove startled them. Turning to find the door open and Archimedes sitting on the desk, [y/n] sighed and smiled.

“Hey there Archimedes. What are you doing all the way over here in this stuffy room?”

As innocent as Archimedes was, he was still Medic’s pet, and his curious nature led to him snatching a bunch of papers up from the drawer and fly away. Envelopes and papers began falling from underneath his talons, and [y/n] was left in a panicked state as they followed the dove, catching any lose papers that fell from his grip and stuffing each into a pocket. Heaven forbid if anyone else got to those pages before they did.

Well, it wasn’t as if [y/n] wanted that dignity anyway. Dying of embarrassment seemed to be a fitting end to their life too.

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Medic watched as Archimedes flew into his lab with a bunch of papers in his grip. Medic looked at an envelope with his name attached to it. He was not expecting the following to greet him:

‘Medic,

The hours we spend talking in the Medical Lab seem to be an eternity I long to hold onto. Your laughter brightens my day and you never cease to amaze me with your (questionable) knowledge of medicine and anatomy.

I may seem mad for saying this, but the best people are the ones who go crazy after all (I have you to prove that for me). Put simply: I seem to have the case of feelings, feelings I caught from you.

As stupid as I may seem right now, would it be possible to be more than friends?

[y/n]’

His face was bright pink when he picked up another item from the pile, this time a sheet of paper:

‘Roses are red. Violets are blue. Are you a bloody fish? Because you are quite the catch.’

‘M is for marvellous

E is for eccentric

D is for devious

I is for inventive

C is for certainly attractive’

‘Your eyes are like oceans

Your laugh is a breeze

If there’s one thing I wish for:

An eternity with you.’

‘Medic,

I hope I have the guts to send this your way this Valentines Day. I think the best way to convey how I feel is to say simply:

I love you.

But that’s a bit boring isn’t it? I wouldn’t know how you’d react, your the one reading this letter, I’m not.

Feel free to throw this out if you don’t care about it. I honestly don’t mind.

Is it weird to say ‘I love you’ at the end of this? Oh well, I’ll say it anyway, I did say it above too so I guess there’s no point being shy about it.

I love you,

[y/n].’

Medic didn’t think his face could have been redder, nor his body temperature hotter. Well, at least he knows [y/n] like him back, most likely at the cost of their now shattered dignity!

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[y/n] was slowly dying of embarrassment after failing to catch Archimedes and get back the love letters and poems. A soft knock on the door brought their attention to the reality that Medic might confront them to either reciprocate the emotion or ask what the heck the letters were about.

Getting up, they opened the door to see a small box with a string tied in a bow. Collecting the box, [y/n] opened it up to see a rose and a letter addressed to them. Curiously, they opened it up to read the following:

‘Roses are red

Violets are blue

I fucked up this rhyme

Would you like to be mine?

Medic’

Their face red and their heart racing, two things came to mind for [y/n]:

1. Medic reciprocated their feelings (and definitely read the letters and poems if it meant sending a poem of the same fashion back)

2. He didn’t fuck up the rhyme. Legit he rhymed.

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How would the mercs react if their s/o were to faint in front of them (from something relatively non dangerous)? How much would the reaction differ if it was a friend? p.s love your blog, always brightens my day

A/N: I’m glad I can bring a smile around, hope you enjoy these!!

Scout:

- The first time Scout ever saw someone faint was from blood loss on the Battlefield, so whenever someone faints he usually starts acting childish

- Think of his reaction like poking a dead rat with a stick

- The first time he saw YOU faint, however, was from the sight of a big fat Spider during Halloween

- Now because of how he always reacted to fainting spells, everyone kind of assumed to hear him laughing and poking at you

- They were surprised to see Scout freaking out and asking if you were alright

- You bet your arse that he was asking Medic all the dumbest questions, from if you were dead to if you were losing blood somehow etc.

- He feels a bit foolish overreacting when you eventually tell him you had a fear of spiders and seeing that monster of a spider just didn’t sit well for you

- If you guys were friends, however, he would laugh at you and poke at you until you wake up

- Tell him you’re fearful of spiders and he’ll always put spiders in your room or on your gun

- Yeah he’s a massive dickhead about it if you’re just friends

Soldier:

- Fainting was not something that Soldier understood. AT ALL.

- An enemy faints on the battlefield, he just blows them up and moves on

- If someone on his team faints, he scolds them for sleeping on the job or being a big fat coward

- The first time Soldier sees you faint in front of him is when he comes towards you with a smile on his face and shows you his box full of heads

- Now in-battle, you were fine with gore. Outside of conflict? NOPE.

- Soldier was just sitting beside you the entire time, poking your cheek with a finger and asking if you got enough sleep last night etc.

- Medic found himself walking into this sight and Soldier has grown worried after you didn’t wake up for a while

- Medic then talked some reason into Soldier that fainting wasn’t as he originally thought

- Soldier panicked but he calmed down when you woke up. From then on he doesn’t show his his head collection

- If you guys were just friends, he’d lecture you about it once you woke up and he would keep insisting on showing you his head collection

- You avoid that specific interaction like the plague and he calls you a coward. You can live with that so long as it means not seeing the heads again

Pyro:

- You and your team’s Pyro were just hanging around an abandoned building one fateful day

- You were both exploring and playing in the area with them, and you were having the time of your life

- At some point in time, both of you began to mess around with the roofing of the building, occasionally jumping to grab onto the beams above

- Eventually you managed to lose them somewhere in the building, so you went to look for them

- You found them doing something to something else, and you went to have a look

- You immediately regretted it as you saw them butchering an unfortunate enemy Spy who somehow crossed paths with them

- You fainted from seeing what remains of the Spy, and you wake up seeing Pyro PANIC about you and your health

- When you tell them you’re fine, they pick you up and give you a piggyback home, apologising and reassuring you they won’t do something like that again when you’re around

- They do keep to their word, they don’t do it outside of battle but in-battle? Hell has literally been manifested into one creature

- If you both were friends, Pyro would just shrug and continue doing what they were already doing to the poor Spy

Demoman:

- Your team won a round and were going out to celebrate

- Medic, Pyro and Heavy opted to stay at the base, while Spy went to go to a theatre

- Everyone else went out to the local pub to drink their hearts out

- Demo invites you as his romantic plus one, and you both went together to the same pub

- You guys started drinking and having fun, laughing as it was revealed that Scout was a light-weight very quickly

- Your last memory of the evening was feeling tipsy and sitting in Demo’s lap as he was starting to get drunk

- You wake up feeling terrible, your head pounding, your throat dry and feeling sweaty all over

- You eventually realise you were still in your evening attire in another person’s bed, and you were worried until you saw Demoman walking into the room with a tray in his hands

- He was very relieved to see you awake, and explained how you passed out drunk, and how he was worried for you and everything

- You tell him you’ll be fine and thank him for bringing you a glass of water, some painkillers and a hot plate of breakfast for two people

- You spend the morning eating breakfast together with Demoman nursing you better

- If you guys were friends? He’d laugh at how much of a light-weight you are and then wake you up forcefully with a nice bucket of ice-cold water

Heavy:

- It was right about Flu season in the Badlands and you were the unfortunate one who managed to get sick with the Flu

- You were relatively fine dealing with it on your own, but Heavy stepped in wherever he could to help you out

- Eventually you managed to infect Spy and Soldier with the Flu, and Medic has to send you three into isolation to prevent further contamination

- Scout thought it was wise to mess around with Spy’s medication and decided to switch out his medication with sleeping pills

- Unfortunately for Scout, he didn’t put the sleeping pills in the right container. Unfortunately for you, you ended up with the bottle of sleeping pills

- When Heavy went to check up on you, he had the biggest panic attack known to mankind when you were unresponsive

- He begged Medic to save your life, and was immensely relieved when it was discovered that you just took some Sleeping Pills that knocked you out like a light

- When you woke up, Heavy was right there with your proper medication, a bowl of warm Chicken Soup (his mother’s recipe) and a glass of water

- He gave you kisses on your forehead to check your temperature every now and then

- He would not care if he got contaminated, he isn’t letting shit like that happen to you again

- Yes He did discover Scout was responsible for the sleeping pills. Yes Scout’s week was absolutely miserable

- If you and Heavy were just friends, he’d make sure you were alright, but would leave you and the others in isolation until you guys were better

- He would still make Scout pay for such a potentially dangerous prank though

Engineer:

- Engineer has just finished working on a nifty little invention one day and he asked you and a few other mercs to test it out for him

- You were the only one willing to do it, everyone else was promised a full crate of booze to share if they participated

- There was an even number among the group of volunteers, and you were left to test the invention out with Soldier

- It was going well at first until Soldier got the brightest idea to start fiddling around with his end of the machine

- Despite the warnings Engi gave him, Soldier kept on doing his thing until he managed to loosen something up that made the machine malfunction

- Both you and Soldier fell unconscious from the electric shock you both received just as Engineer turned it off

- He was worried sick about you, and gently carried you over to Medic’s lab to get you checked

- He was a lot less scared for you when Medic told him the shock was nothing too serious, and you didn’t have any serious injuries anywhere internally and externally

- When you woke up, you swore you’ve never seen him more relieved in his life, and he apologises immensely to you

- As another way to apologise to you, he took you into town for a quiet evening out, spoiling you with dinner and romantic tunes from his guitar

- If you guys were just friends, he’d make sure you were alright and apologise for the accident with your own crate of booze

- In both scenarios Soldier would not get his share of alcohol and he would be banned from using any of Engi’s buildings on and off the battlefield for at least a week

Medic:

- Medic doesn’t usually invite someone in to help him with medical experiments as an assistant. Usually he invites someone to BE the medical experiment

- However, it was one of those days where Medic wasn’t opening up the torso of a team member, but it was the day he got a new fresh shipment of human transplants

- Said human transplants were harvested, cleaned and revived into working condition from the corpses of respawned mercenaries

- Thanks Saxton Hale

- Medic invites you to help him unload his new medical supplies along with Heavy and Sniper, and you happily agree

- You guys did your thing unloading the crates and putting them into Medic’s lab, but you guys were called to look at something Medic found

- Apparently his request for a large pile of blood bags went through (said blood was hijacked from a blood donation van that had conveniently crashed)

- Catching an eyeful of blood in bags did NOT sit well for you, and you fainted from the sight of it

- You woke up to Medic apologising and Heavy returning with a cold glass of water Medic asked him to fetch for you

- Medic still brings you into the lab to help you out, but he will warn you if there’ll be blood involved in his work

- The blood bags in question are carefully stored in a place where you won’t be able to find them

- If you guys were just friends he’d literally not care and ask Heavy and Sniper to finish unloading the supplies

- He would take advantage of your unconscious state to probably experiment on you though. Hey, saves him the trouble of sedating you!

Sniper:

- You had been visiting Australia with Sniper and the rest of the team for an assignment Miss Pauling sent you on.

- At some point in time you and Sniper were tracking someone down in the Outback and it had been a hot day and you were dying from the heat

- You both wanted to conserve as much water as possible but hot damn you were feeling lathargic

- You both stopped to sit and rest for a moment to have a sip of water, but you fainted at the sight of a very large snake sitting right next to you before you could even open your flask

- You woke up with a cloth over your forehead and Sniper sitting beside you looking relieved

- You began apologising for fainting at the sight of the snake but Sniper cut you off saying that it wasn’t your fault and you shouldn’t apologise for it

- He will give you his flask to drink as much water as you’d like, and he will cuddle you better

- If you guys were just friends he’d set you in the back of the team truck and take the driver’s seat. He knows you’ll be fine

Spy:

- It was a quiet and tense night out, you and Spy had been assigned to assasinate a growing enemy of Mann. Co and so far it wasn’t going well

- One good thing was that you both managed to eliminate the target at a high-class restaurant but now you both are utilising utensils and metallic pans to escape from the security guards and body guards

- You had been doing fine up until you were unsuspectingly caught with a frying pan to the back of your head, rendering you unconscious

- When you woke up, you were in Spy’s arms travelling in the back of the pick-up truck Miss Pauling was driving. You had not seen him this uneasy in a while and you had a feeling as to why

- Pauling caught you up on what happened after you got knocked out. In short, Spy got thrown off his game and almost captured trying to rescue you. Needless to say Miss Pauling got her hands dirty cleaning up Spy’s sloppiness but thankfully promised to keep this between you three

- The rest of the trip has Spy cuddle you in his arms as he carefully nursed your injured head

- One could say he was overreacting over your concussion but you allowed him to fret over you

- If you guys were friends he would have finished the job yourself and scold you for being so careless

- It would also be a very long time before you were even considered to accompany him on another mission

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