Mercs Reaction To S/O Cuddled Up Against Them And Waking Them With A Kiss, Saying, "Good Morning, Handsome..."

people woobifying medic and making him this frail weak pitiful creature that’s useless without heavy

have u seen him run around the battlefield and saw through people

Medic coming to terms with feelings like butterflies and bursts of excitement when fem reader is around? He doesn't really know what love is or if he does hes stubborn and dismissive of it as a concept.

(Hope this sort of ask is okay, also started reading your fic recently and I love it)

Thank you very much, your compliment means a ton! I’m really glad people are liking the fic so far! B,)

And heck yeah these sorts of asks are okay! I’m pumped to do this one!

MEDIC & FEM READER

Oh, Medic was aware of the concept of “love” alright. Not once had he ever thought it more than a series of chemical reactions, that only brought trouble along with them. (Edgelord)

Technically, he briefly had a license. Having gone through training and watching beside “real” doctors, the number of times he had seen the wrong side of relationships was astounding. Partners abused, unfairly treated, spiteful, arguing, more venomous than snakes. Truly, it gave him the idea that love was merely a reason to stick with somebody for far longer than one should, and to give up on your work.

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in love as a concept, no, but the amount of fantasy brought into such a cut and dry idea left him impassive to it at best.

So when he and you first met, Ludwig found himself baffled at your lack of fear for the doctor, and the confidence you put into your stride, invading his life and the other’s without a care in the world.

He found himself urging you to stay away. After all, these men were dangerous- yet it puzzled him. Why would he? You were a free source of experiment material, not to mention he cared little for others wellbeing, why yours?

It only dawned upon him that he… Rather enjoyed your presence when Archimedes made a display of landing on your wrist, and instead of freaking out or attempting to crush the bird, you merely… Pet it. Stroked it’s feathers with care and… love, that it hit him like a truck.

This man was furious. How dare you come into his life, interfere with his experiments, and drag him into this, this pitfall-

But when he gripped the ubersaw, the look of genuine, pure curiosity and unfiltered exuberance upon seeing it, going so far as to approach the weapon and try and take it in your own hands, that he realized he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He supposed it was because this woman had never been like one he had ever met prior. Miss Pauling understood his excitement but it was unlikely she shared it, and undoubtedly all the other civilians he had met had been put off by his stories…

Passing in the hallways, he recalled the moments in which it felt like a fluttering dove in his chest, he almost checked if Archimedes had somehow gotten in there- But das war nicht der Fall, no. Had it truly been the affection he had ignored out of spite for god this entire time?

Or instances in which the room went electric with thrilled elation at the discovery that a recent experiment was a success, to have somebody who shared their maniacal laughter or smiled despite their clear discomfort, only served to amplify the charge of exhilaration he felt, to share it.

That you were there when he dropped his guard, showed affection towards his doves, or was vulnerable and weak, sickly even, you had stood by his side like a doctor’s assistant. How had he been so blind?

When he discovered you with his coat draped over your shoulders, far too long with the swath of white fabric touching the floor, he had been stunned. You donned it despite it being spattered with red blood as if it were your own, he could only chuckle and gently pry it away when he saw your look of shock at being found out.

When he found you had taken care of the other mercenaries after watching his methods and practicing it on your own so they would not disturb Medic’s intense focus, had the feeling been pride?

The mad doctor decides to allow you to stay, arranging with Miss Pauling for you to be an assistant so that you would not be gunned down upon leaving with company secrets. As much as he loathed the idea of company of the other mercenaries outside of his experiments on heavy and the others, he can’t help but allow the cheerful bounce in his step when you sign your name on the paperwork, and are accepted into your new home at RED.

I may or may not have had a bit too much fun with the fake twitter post generators

edit: removed the fake news one bc its an overused joke

Bonus spy:

Aayyyyyyy

I want to ask number 16, 36, and 41 OwO

( Oh man, we've got a lot of questions so far! Feel free to keep sending them in, I'm super excited to be answering these! :D Thank you so much, everyone! )

16. What food do they absolutely hate?

Hmm, probably anything that should be seasoned- but isn't. Bland foods, pretty much. That, and anything overly chewy.

36. Do they trust easily? What would you have to do to earn their trust?

She used to trust rather easily, but after what happened with the old company, Edith is a bit more on the cautious side. To earn her trust, all you have to do is be open with her, keep doors open when talking to her, etc. In general, just stay nonthreatening and lighthearted.

41. What would they dress up as for Halloween?

Hard question, but she'd probably dress up as a wizard/witch! Flowy capes and fun hats/cloaks are right up her alley.

hiii im the artist who drew the autistic sniper art and i just wanted to say i love the tags you left!!!! ive never gotten a long string of tags like that on my art before so it was really awesome to see and fun to read 🫂 thank you 🫶

Bahaw hi!!! I’m so glad to hear it :D your art is awesome and I got super excited seeing it, haha.

As a friend on ao3 once said, peace and love on planet autism!!! >:DDD

I love when ppls art gets me going into a spiral of headcanons like that haha, I can’t help but write it down lmao—Next time I should probably keep it in the text and not the tags for the sake of readability though; I just didn’t realize I’d ramble for that long bahahah

But yeah!!! Everyone go check out this cool artist NOW or else <3

https://toyhou.se/8607285.edith/8860002.gallery

👀👉👈 ( Edit: More information will be posted about her soon, but she’s called Edith and she’s the Strategist! She can block off parts of the map. ) In all seriousness though, WHO DARED?!

I actually want to also link my own, newer nurse oc, (https://toyhou.se/11015619.the-nurse) who coincidentally is paired with medic and may or may not have been inspired by a person or two on dontneedadiscord, and you! Ship people with whoever you want, man. In my opinion, if it’s not a problematic ship, then do whatever makes you happy.

Hey Guys!!

Because someone was just mean to me about my character today I have decided to just give some love to other characters.

Reblog this with the name and a picture of your 10thclass OC and I will try to draw as many as possible! (Will probably be a doodlepage)

GO. THROW YOR CLASSES AT ME

Oh absolutely! Sniper would have been my first pick tbh, since he’s definitely one to know exactly what to do in a situation like that. Engineer, while smart and chill (I agree you’d spend a lot of time around the campfire!), might not fare well in the survival department since he’s more of a metal-working guy. 

,,but imagine an s/o cuddling against the merc of choice in the wilderness against a tree or in a makeshift shelter in the cold-- hhh

✈️ tf2? 😳

I dunno the idea of being trapped on an island with ANY merc seems like absolute hell but yknow which would be the least?

✈ - character I'd rather be stuck on an island with -

If I had to pick one I'd probably pick Engineer. He's good company, probably really likes campfires, and after a day or so would probably have built a working plane out of twigs and seaweed to get us the hell outta there.

Sniper's also a good choice due to his wilderness survival skills.

PRIDE WEEK DAY 2!

Better late than never! Yesterday’s prompt was “Friends/Family!”

@dontneedadispenser​

Friends/Family

Something I like a lot about these two is that I decided, with the whole idea that main-fic Edith wouldn’t be allowed to have any romantic relationships with the mercs to make way for more interesting dynamics, that she and Spy would actually become friends! Of course, they’re still developing within the story, but they’re practically inseparable by the end, no matter how much Spy tries to deny it.

Oh!!!

Happy birthday to Medic!!!

Happy Birthday Medic tf2

Thank you @tf2-asktheagent for the edit agghhfhfhfhfh

Trivia fact #15

It is unconstitutional to draw, write or otherwise view Medic team fortress two as a twink as shown here

[Image description: A screenshot of the Constitution of the United States edited to have the words “dont make medic a twink” in small letters at the bottom right corner of the image. End of description]