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"" this chapter is mainly to flesh out medic's mental state for the upcoming plot, enjoy! <3 ""
wc: 1.4k+ // masterpost
cw: yandere behavior, god complex, mentions of gore/death, mental/emotional distress, implied stalking, highkey creep medic, implied age gap, unreliable narrator, mentions of implied sex (it's all in medic's mind), one vague implication of sa (not key to the plot, once again just medic's paranoia), the german language (does this count as studying), lowk medic might have a scent and worship kink idk,
lmk if I need to add more!!
Ludwig never was exactly a 'happy' man, not by normal means at least.
Not in the way he went through life.
Not when a lesser man would be ecstatic.
Not during his beloved medical procedures he'd make his teammates (or even occasionally civilians) endure.
He could smile, and laugh, and he felt- oh, how he felt... But that was not happiness, never. For the man playing God believes himself higher than that, above everyone and everything- even emotions.
Where most found joy in their family or friends, he only ever found comfort in solitude. Is comfort comparable to joy? His parents would've advised so, but he never was a family man.
The silence, some nights - those cold, lonely nights - drove him up the wallsβ mania starting to slip through the cracks of his cranium, filling his brain with thoughts of endless suffering at the hands of the devil.
At the hands of everything he ever dreamed of and hoped for,
Or at the hands of everyone he ever killed for his pleasure.
And yet, he continued living this way. It was for the best, he'd tell himself.
And in a way it was, but only in comparison to what came before he left Germany... Who's he kidding, he didn't exactly leave by choice, no matter how much his ego tries to convince himself and others around him that the ruse is true.
Days blurred together, even once he became a mercenary. Sometimes fragments of the day would crowd his mind while he tried desperately to fall asleep on the rare occasion;
A slightly younger man who thought of him as a friend,
Eating food that had long since started tasting stale to his palette,
Pieces of the pancreas being ripped apart by his teeth...
His eyes snap open, the light in them long since gone once he had no one to perform for. He's had enough.
He couldn't sleep. He never could. And usually that would be the end of it, of entertaining the idea of even half a night of restβ until he, by chance he'd tell himself, glanced out his quarter's singular window.
A light was on in the newest mercenary's room, a warm orange hue shading the concrete walls of the building, just bright enough for the older man to see inside.
He's not a... Creep, for doing this. He's a man of science, all he's doing is trying to understand his newest specimen better.
He's sure they wouldn't even mind, they'd probably welcome his curiosity! People like when others focus on them.
A low quality desk pushed into the corner, a dusty lamp, a small twin sized bed... Relatively normal, nothing out of the ordinary or even mildly interesting to most.
Yet he couldn't stop looking inside, as if searching for something. Searching for someone. Searching for a reason to quit while he was ahead, to get out of bed and stop tricking himself into thinking he'd ever get to sleep.
He knew what he was looking for, he just didn't want to admit it to himselfβ it wasn't that Ludwig was ashamed, never, he was simply aware that his next actions were going to make him seem even more shady if anyone saw.
Which wouldn't have been a problem, but rumors spread fast... He wouldn't want the newest coworker to be scared of him just because someone ran their mouth.
Slowly getting out of his own bed, the sharp creak it makes in the process interrupting the quiet of the night.
He checks the ticking clock on his nightstand; 22:23 PMβ no one should be awake this late at night, he assured himself. It's almost too perfect, too lucky for a cursed old man like him to stumble upon, but he wasn't about to question such a blessing.
Handling his glasses - previously sat on the worn nightstand - with utmost care before putting them on his face.
He lets out a deep, husky groan as he stands up completely, stretching his tender muscles and popping a few joints before quietly exiting his room.
He hadn't bothered changing into sleepwear that night, partially because he almost knew instinctually that he wasn't actually going to sleep. Just like every night.
With such long strides, it didn't take long for the tall silhouette to arrive at his infatuation's quarters. A rather intimidating, maybe even unsettling sight for anyone who might walk by. Raising a fist to knock before hesitatingβ
What if he was interrupting your sleep? You seemed tired this morning, he should leave.
What if you weren't even in there, would anyone notice if he snuck in anyway? It wouldn't be the worst he's done, especially not when it concerns you.
What if someone else is in there with you...
Someone else...
Someone who's not him.
What if they're touching you? Their filthy and tainted hands, traveling over each curve and dip on your body...
What if you were letting them? Letting them defile your sacred body? The skin of a sinner upon a god, that was simply ludicrous...
Or worse, if you weren't? If they were... If something was happening, or had happened to you...
What he'd do to anyone whoβ
Suddenly you opened the door a bit, just enough to peek out at him through sleepily hooded eyes. "Medic? Do you need something? I heard some footsteps out here and just thought..."
You let the words trail off, shifting your weight from one foot to another, almost as if you were nervous; even though you'd have no reason to be.
The older man is startled before he straightens his posture swiftly, almost trying to shrink in on himself to seem smaller and less threatening in the darkness of the nightβ the only lighting notifying of his bodily presence being the moonlight from nearby windows, casting shades of blue over his appearance.
He needs to take note of this reaction in the subject, unplanned for and implies slight distress.
His next plan of action should be to practice stealth more often, footsteps giving him away will be detrimental in the long run.
"Hallo, freund. Sorry for ze... interruption..?" β Leaning in closer ever so subtly, attempting to get a look inside to see if anyone else was visiting at the time.
"I'd like to speak vith you privately, if zhat's okay." Mumbling the words quietly, not being able to fully commit to outright saying it.
He's not usually this way, he promises. Not even when he was a younger man, never has he ever felt so... Warm, around someone.
You're so close to him, he can smell your musk - from what he can only assume is from a day of battle and a night of restless sleep.
Herr, erbarme dich unser... You make me want to sin, even towards the god that's long since forsaken my soul.
"Oh, it's okay, don't worry." You wave off his concerns, chalking up his glassy eyed stare to an after-effect of his lack of sleep.
Oh, how I want to watch you fall apart at my hands...
"I was just about to go outside, get some air... It's a bit embarrassing to admit as an adult but... Had a nightmare, you could say." You scratch the back of your neck in mild bashfulness, turning your gaze away from him.
Once again it's almost like your presence has just fallen into his lap, like the stars have aligned for the two of you.
"Zhat's wunderbar to hear! Not zhe nightmare part, of course not. Since we're both out and about during this time, and no one else seems to be awake... Would you like to take a stroll outside with me?"
There's a silence as you think it through. The field medic is known to be erratic and often dangerous, sure, but at this moment he almost seems... Normal, but then againβ
"You were already planning to go outside to clear your mind anyway, ja? We could talk about your nightmare if you'd like, I'm sure as a medical professional I could do something to assist youβ"
He seemed to notice your prolonged silence, more than you did at least. Logging that away in the back of his brain for later before continuing.
"... Not to mention, it's a beautiful night, isn't it? The stars are out for once." He smiles ever so slightly, just a hint of an attempt at a welcoming presence.
"... Sure, I'd appreciate that, Dr. Ludwig." You smile, exiting your quarters before letting him lead the way to the courtyard.
"" A slightly younger man who thought of him as a friend,
Eating food that had long since started tasting stale to his palette,
Pieces of the pancreas being ripped apart by his teeth...
His eyes snap open, the light in them long since gone once he had no one to perform for. He's had enough. ""
β chapter one // where there is love, there is pain
sneak peak at the yandere medic x reader fic (current full wip is around 1k words so far for chapter 1)
CW: existential dread, mild horror (slow burn), yandere themes/behaviors, highkey creep medic, fleshing out this ver of Ludwig pretty much, one mention of gore, lmk if I need to add more!!
First chapter coming out in August, and chapters will be released monthly afterwards!! Looking forward to sharing my first full length fic project in years w y'all <3
Divider cred as always is @petalpxl !
Ludwig never was exactly a 'happy' man, not by normal means at least.
Not in the way he went through life.
Not when a lesser man would be ecstatic.
Not during his beloved medical procedures he'd make his teammates (or even occasionally civilians) endure.
He could smile, and laugh, and he felt- oh, how he felt... But that was not happiness, never. For the man playing God believes himself higher than that, above everyone and everything- even emotions.
Where most found joy in their family or friends, he only ever found comfort in solitude. Is comfort comparable to joy? His parents would've advised so, but he never was a family man.
The silence, some nights - those cold, lonely nights - drove him up the wallsβ mania starting to slip through the cracks of his cranium, filling his brain with thoughts of endless suffering at the hands of the devil.
At the hands of everything he ever dreamed of and hoped for,
Or at the hands of everyone he ever killed for his pleasure.
And yet, he continued living this way. It was for the best, he'd tell himself.
And in a way it was, but only in comparison to what came before he left Germany... Who's he kidding, he didn't exactly leave by choice, no matter how much his ego tries to convince himself and others around him that the ruse is true.
Days blurring together, even once he became a mercenary. Sometimes fragments of the day would crowd his mind while he tried desperately to fall asleep on the rare occasion;
A slightly younger man who thought of him as a friend,
Eating food that had long since started tasting stale to his palette,
Pieces of the pancreas being ripped apart by his teeth...
His eyes snap open, the light in them long since gone once he had no one to perform for. He's had enough.
yall I'm on break until artfight is over- but once I'm back? Well, let's just say a yandere Medic fic is the works- as a lil treat since we soulbonded recently >:3c
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so recently i requested something including medic and scout and looking back i feel like i may have crossed a boundary by asking so i would like to apologize if i had made you uncomfortable :c
it's oki dw dw!! U didn't make me very uncomfortable, ur idea was peak!!
I was planning on writing it as platonic/parental, so dw about accidentally crossing any boundaries! ^_^
TF2 mercenaries with an S/O who's deaf. How would they react to someone stealing their partner's hearing aids as a "joke"?
Angelo A/N: for this piece I did a bit of research into what its like to be deaf, as well as learning more about hearing aids and their use- while we arent deaf ourselves, we care a lot about having a welcoming blog and presence is general!! we're already larning ASL, so why not take another step towards inclusivity?
that aside, pls let me know if anything is incorrect!
out of respect for edward; scout, heavy, and medic r all vague enough to not be strictly romantic
daily reminder that tf2 & dbh reqs r open!!
CW: canon typical violence, taking away a disabled persons aid (but thats a given w this req), written accents, gn reader, lmk if i need to add more!!
WORD COUNT: 800+
INITAL REACTION:
Gets so pissed off, does not play around about this stuff. At all.
"Hey, numbskull! What da' ya' think you're doin'?!"
Is absolutely fuming at whoever thought this was a good joke. He's not impressed in the slightest, and he's the best jokester around (his words).
ACTION:
Not to be cliche, but we all know he's going to bash their kneecaps in.
ENDING NOTE:
He doesn't get upset for a superficial reason. He knows you can take care of yourself! It's just that he doesn't take any bullshit when its centered around you.
INITAL REACTION:
He respects you immensely, and he expects others to do so as well.
"Excuse me, those don't happen to belong to you. I'll be taking them back now."
Is outwardly calm and compossed, but internally? This person is already dead, and they don't even know it/ref
ACTION:
Simply just takes them out of the idiot's hands, his unsettling presence is enough of a warning.
ENDING NOTE:
Somehow is even scarier when he's so... Clinically calm, with that faint smile that doesn't reach his eyes.
INITAL REACTION:
Before they can even get close to you, he's in-between you both. He understands what they're attempting to do, and would rather prevent such things before they happen.
"Lee'tle person, I am politely asking you to leave us alone."
His face is stoic, but by the way his arms are crossed the person can rightfully assume he's.. less than pleased.
ACTION:
By preventing it before it happens, he helps get rid of a bit of the stress from the situation. Not to mention his large form is great for putting space between you and the offender.
ENDING NOTE:
He's much smarter than most people think, including his intuition! With him, he'll do everything in his power to make your life easier.
INITAL REACTION:
Makes an expression of disgust, but only steps in if you ask him to. He doesn't want to overstep. Still, he won't hide his displeasure towards the other person.
"You want me to handle this, 'roo?"
Random but I personally think he'd look unassuming to the average civilian, even in this situation.
ACTION:
Let's say you do give him the go ahead- He'll just approach them. He won't ask for them back, more so demand in a false veneer of politeness.
ENDING NOTE:
While he is perturbed by it, he doesn't want to accidently make you feel infantile.
INITAL REACTION:
This one's tough, as I'm not entirely sure. It could go two ways- either he'll punch them if he's wasted, or, if sober, will move on to acting more accordingly.
ACTION:
He'll scold them, telling them off for their immature actions, before returning the hearing aids to you. He won't waste too much time on them.
ENDING NOTE:
What happens if it goes the first way? Well, then it just ends a lot sooner.
INITAL REACTION:
Is genuinely polite towards them- not to be confused with kindness though. He still wants their head on a stick.
"Now pardner', me and my partner would appreciate it if you made this easy for the both of us."
Yes, that was a threat, but he's so gentlemanly that it almost feels like genuine care.
ACTION:
He's got southern charm on his side, the person feels embarrassed by the confrontation. Like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
ENDING NOTE:
Whether or not that person makes it home tonight, is up to you... He won't judge!
INITAL REACTION:
Clutches his pearls before angrily stomps over to them.
"WHAT IN THE BEAUTY OF LADY LIBERTY DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
Pulls them off the ground by the collar of their shirt, Medic in expiration date style.
ACTION:
Shoves a rocket up their ass- nah I'm just kidding. Promptly takes the hearing aids back, and then goes full drill sergeant on them.
ENDING NOTE:
I don't have anything, I'm tired </3
INITAL REACTION:
Beats the shit out of them- like, literally gets on top of them and breaks their nose. There's no rational thoughts going through this guy(?)'s brain at the moment.
"..." - except, menacingly.
Is incredibly protective of their loved ones, like a guard dog in the form of a mercenary.
ACTION:
As I stated before; it's just plain violence. No weapons, no gods, just this jerk and a pyromaniac.
ENDING NOTE:
No, it will not be rational about this, he takes your safety very seriously! Maybe too seriously...
INITAL REACTION:
Let's out a scoff of frustration... That's it. He's not one to really have strong reactions, at least in my humble opinion.
"Mon dieu..."
Might even blow smoke in this person's face and pretend it's an accident.
ACTION:
He's a trained spy, just swiftly takes it off of them. They don't even notice realistically.
ENDING NOTE:
This one's very short, so I apologize for that! But I feel like when it comes to situations like this, he's not fazed.
Gulp... kissing Hcs with the mercs? :3.... pretty please?
Edward A/N: yall missed me? ive been sponge-ing my bob lately
my yumes (medic, heavy, scout) r not included, as per my req terms! this ones super short, mainly bcus theres not much to expand on- just gettin back into writing after my hiatus :3
daily reminder tf2 & dbh reqs r open!!
CW: mildly sensual, but mainly just fluffy headcanons!!
WORD COUNT: 200+
Smooches you on the forehead lovingly! No, the mask does not come off. No, he didn't wash it before. Yes, they just came out of battle... Why are you asking so many questions?
"MMMMMPH (MMWAAA)!!"
French kiss...
Jokes aside he'd only do that behind closed doors or during intimate moments.
Usually his smooches are more like pecks of bottled-up affection- or simply lifting your hand to his mouth and placing a delicate kiss against your knuckles (try hard).
"Mon ange..."
I'm sorry but I genuinely believe he's not the type for PDA, so that means NO kisses around the team- well, I mean, unless you tempt him, then he'll make an exception... (this is the third exception this week)
That aside his kisses are usually long and loving, not exactly sensual but it could be seen that way if you're freaky (I wont judge).
"Not around the guys, please, 'roo..."
"Okay, you talked me into it."
BIGGEST SMOOCHES EVER, ANYTIME, ANYWHERE.
In battle? Pulls you away from it just to make out.
In the van with the other mercs, on your way to a mission? Surely you can't deny him just a few kisses... he promises only three, or five... maybe ten.
"C'mere, bonnie!"
A classic big smooch, not too long, not too quick, just right.
PDA is fine with him, but he doesn't initiate it often- unless you request, of course!
"You're exactly what I needed to see, darlin'!"
Oh my gods... *clutches my pearls*
So many sensual kisses, let's be so real. He was completely naked covered in honey with Zhanna, what makes you think he has ANY sense of "wait I shouldn't be doing this in public"?
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can i request platonic yandere sniper?? maybe reader reminds him of a younger version of himself and he feels protective?
Edward A/N: made this while listening to "the sinking town", new writing fuel discovered
ALSO IMPORTANT: i made this w specifically a child reader, not like an adult reader who just acts like sniper when he was younger, i felt it fit better ^_^ (and also ive been in an angsty dark serious topics mood lately) SEMI-ACCURATE 1960'S CHILD SOLDIER ATTACK
does this count as a PSA? no, but it feels tense to write about
yes sniper knows ur not actually a bub, but in his eyes ur just a wee baby so it fits loll
daily reminder that tf2 and dbh reqs r open!!
CW: child soldier reader (thus dark/serious topics), platonic yandere themes, child neglect, canon typical themes of war, Soldier is an ass for a split second PURELY to move the plot forward, Australian slang that is not explained, canon typical violence, gn reader, lmk if i need to add more!!
WORD COUNT: 400+
When you both first meet his first question is;
"What is a little bugger like you doin' on the battlefield?"
He's honestly at first just surprised that you're even allowed around here,
"Things really have went to shit, huh kid?"
You've always been an outcast, whether it's with other kids or even your own community. Hell, even your own family seems to shun you, I mean do you really think a loving set of parents would let you walk into an active war?
Adults don't seem to care for your safety, or the unethical practices they're supporting- I mean they have your guardians permission, that's all that really matters to the people at Mann co.
Except him, he cares.
Maybe a bit too much, but he has good intentions unlike them.
One day, a few weeks after you join the team, he walks in on Soldier yelling at you as you cower away with tears in your eyes.
Sniper makes his way over and puts an arm around your side, pulling you away from the bigger man protectively.
"Solly, don't be so hard on the bub. Raisin' your voice ain't gonna' get anything done, either get your act together or we're gonna' have a problem." - Without waiting for a response, he starts guiding you out of the room, muttering under his breath;
"... I bet I could do a better job training you than that big-note..."
And suddenly, it was like a lightbulb moment- that's exactly what he'd do.
Through the time spent teaching you things such as;
loading different types of guns,
avoiding bombs,
rationing food in an emergency,
how to make MREs somewhat tolerable,
etc.
-- He and you grow closer every day, whether it's through situations like these or simply just spending time together off of company time.
Sometimes you'll have nightmares, your young mind naturally terrified from the violence surrounding you every day. He'll let you sleep in his van while he stays awake if it makes you feel safer.
Those that don't treat u w the care and gentleness u deserve are dealt with- nothing you need to worry about, they'll be okay,
you just have to trust him.
He'll turn on some cartoons for you in the recreation room on certain nights, after particularly hard battles or if you're just having a bad day, and indulge in anything you want to do.
"But won't the administrator get mad if she finds out? I shouldn't be acting so childish at work..."
"She won't find out, roo'. You're safe here, alright? And you're allowed to be a child, no matter what other adults try to tell you."
And for once, you felt somewhat safe - even if he wasn't sane, and even if your parents haven't called in months (which your new father figure says not to worry about either).
can we have the reaction of the mercs (or rather, those of your choosing) if Reader has a nightmare and comes to them for comfort/help? Iβm a sucker for nightmare comfort and I love your headcanons sm so Iβd love to see your interpretation of this :)
Edward A/N: ofcc!! i recently had a bad dream so this is also somewhat self indulgent, tyy for requesting n also the kind words!! :D
ALSO im willing to do a part two to this if yall would like! feel free to give any ideas for engineers part, as hes the main one im struggling writing this for </3 (i have ideas for every1 else already)
daily reminder tf2 reqs r open!!
CW: mention of medications, canon typical violence, written accents, one immature joke (haha benis), alcohol mentioned, demoman is the only one thats strictly romantic (and heavys is leaning much towards platonic), lmk if i need to add more!
WORD COUNT: 400+
Well, it's a great thing you went to him for comfort; he never has nightmares! He's just that masculine and strong and confident, so don't even worry! He'll protect you against all those silly fears you have going on in your head.
His form of comfort is distraction, so be ready for a night full of reading comic books and causing mischief!
"Wha- now who told you I can't read, huh?! I can read fine! In fact, I bet I can read better than you!"
"Jeremy, you're holding that comic upside down."
"I know that! It was just a test."
He doesn't often sleep, and the few times he does it's with his eyes open. Not in a joking way either, he's just one of those people that can be deep in REM sleep while standing straight up with their eyes open.
His form of comfort is medications as he sees things through a scientific lens at first, but if you'd like he's open to talking you through whatever nightmares you've been having. He actually knows quite a bit about psychology!
"Vell, vhy are you scared of it?"
"Because... I dunno, it just puts so much fear in me."
"Fear is just something zhat holds you back in life, and zhe same goes in zhe dream world. I suggest you look into lucid dreaming, and harness zhe power to beat the shit out of whatever is scaring you again"
Heavy is like a big, strong, and fluffy bear - in the best way possible. Trust me, he's the right guy to go to when you can't sleep!
His form of comfort is holding you close and reading to you, his voice can be surprisingly calming and before you know it, you're back asleep. He'll make sure to only read a book that'll hopefully cause you to dream of good things, nothing with dark or serious topics. And if that means just straight-out children's stories from his childhood, well, you're too exhausted to complain.
"ΠΠ½ΠΈ ΡΡΠ½ΡΠ»ΠΈ, ΠΈ ΡΡΠ½ΡΠ»ΠΈ, ΠΈ Π΅ΡΡ ΡΡΠ½ΡΠ»ΠΈ β ΠΈ Π½Π°ΠΊΠΎΠ½Π΅Ρ Π²ΡΡΡΠ½ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠΊΡ (summary: end of "The Gigantic Turnip" fairytale)."
He realizes you're finally deep asleep and closes the book.
You know what helps him sleep? Scrumpy. And if that doesn't work? Watching the stars - the sky is absolutely perfect for it when your in the middle of nowhere! Why do you look so surprised? You really thought his only interests were Scottish folklore, kicking ass, and alcohol? HAH! That's cute.
His form of comfort is spending time with each other, nothing more romantic in his mind than passing out on the rooftop past the time soldier had told them to be in their assigned quarters.
"That constellation is called thee' verpa."
"Woah really? That's cool, what's it mean?"
He suddenly bursts into lighthearted laughter.
"Can't believe you fell for that! That's just Latin for penis."
OOOO OO I HAVE ANNN IDDDDEEAAAAAAA OMG OMG OMG ITS SO CUTE OK OKKAY
so like imagine a young gn merc reader who like REALLY admires the mercs OMG OMG ITS SO CUTE to the point of like mimicing their behavior OMG OMG π₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ή ITS SO CUTE IN MY HEAD IMAGINE LIKE THE STUPID DORKY SMILE AND LIKE WIDE EYES EEEAAOOOWWWW SOO CUTEEUH I NEED THE HEADCANONCS FOR LIKE THE SEPRATE MERCS IF LIKE THE READER ADMIRED THEM TEHHEHEHEH AWWWWHHHH SORRY IM SO HAPPY IM SO HAPPY ITS SOOOO CUTTEEEUH TEHEHEHEHE IM GIGGLING AHHHHHHH SQUEEEEE
Edward A/N: AWWW AW THAT SOUNDS SO FREAKING CUTEE AWWW I LUV KIDS
Elektron A/N: (this is my first attempt at using a meme, please let me know how I did)
daily reminder that tf2 and dbh reqs r open!! (i might get to things slowly as ive been busy coding my game lately)
CW: kidnapping? perhaps, medical malpractice, possible cannibalism, comedic body horror, vague implied torture?, weapons, canon typical violence, written accents, gn reader, possible near death experience (with guns), lmk if i need to add more!
WORD COUNT: 700+
Thinks you're the cutest thing ever!! Aww aw awwww, the baby!!
"Can I raise them under my wing??" Scout says while cooing at the child like they're a puppy, holding them from under the armpits awkwardly.
"You're practically a child yourself! Absolutely not." Engineer doesn't even give it a thought, immediately shutting down the idea- only to take his eyes off of the younger man for a moment only to look back and he's... gone.
"Damnit."
YESS JOIN HIM IN THE MADNESS!!! Absolutely loves having a mini him!
"Now take this syringe and plunge it into his thigh, push down on the little thing on the back and it'll go in."
The enemy BLU Spy is gagged and screaming in horror as the liquid transforms him into a leech.
"Ah... I guess the formula vasn't exactly correct, oh vell! Ve'll get it right next time, kind!" He says before picking up the now terrified and transformed Spy, holding it close to his face to get a better look.
A casual silence falls over the room as he simply observes the newly created creature, before he pops it into his mouth and chews it thoughtfully. Naturally you're... confused at the sight of this.
"I was just curious, is all. Actually doesn't taste that bad, and he'll respawn anyway!"
(kind = child)
"Leetle' baby should not hurt themselves trying." Is all the large man says as he walks into the scene of the small child trying to pick up and hold his beloved gun, Sascha, in his room.
He moves deeper inside the room before opening a box, previously set aside next to the bed, revealing a toy replica of his gun.
He pretends to act like it's the same weight as his Sascha before handing it over to you, effectively convincing you that they're just as strong as him!
"Would you look at that!" He smiles as you beam up at him.
"Hold it steadier, bub." Sniper supervises as he guides your small hands holding the rifle, currently training you in one of his sniper towers.
"Steady... Steady... And shoot!" At the last second you get nervous and stumble as you hold down the trigger, causing a bullet to shoot through the roof.
Luckily no one is hurt, but instinctively he holds you protectively.
"Bloody hell! We'll.... Try again later. Much later."
You let out a displeased groan and pout after receiving this information.
Gets so scared when he sees you trying to use his sticky bombs one day.
"Don't touch that!" He worriedly exclaims, picking you up before you can get a hold of his grenade launcher, causing you to giggle mischievously.
He appreciates the fact you look up to him, but please stop trying to put him into an early grave!
Teaches you how to help with his creations, loves your curiosity as it reminds him of himself when he was a child just like you!
"Now ya' see, my sentries process information based on binary- which is ones and zeros put together to form words-"
"Like computer language" You question, watching him work on one.
"Something like that, sure." He chuckles.
"CADET PIPSQUEAK, TEN PACES TO THE..." He suddenly stops speaking to hold up both his hands in an L shape, trying to remember which way is which. "LEFT!"
You do so obediently in your training, stumbling a bit as he had previously put his helmet on you causing your vision to be obscured, but you make do.
"NOW OPEN THAT PRESENT! I COMMAND YOU!" You're confused at first before pulling up your helmet a little bit, finally seeing a messily wrapped giant giftbox.
You excitedly rip it open only to gasp as you reach for the item, it's your own rocket launcher!
"What in the samhill, why would you give a child a deadly weapon even you can't properly use?!" Engineer is horrified, Soldier does not give a single shit.
One day Pyro takes you out into the nearby town's toy store, letting you explore as long as you stay relatively close for safety.
"Who trusted a freak like you with a vulnerable child?" The cashier mutters suspiciously under her breath as you guys check out.
Long story short, today's lesson is;
Shoplifting isn't that bad, kids! As long as it's not from a small business! (tell them ol' Pyro sent you...)
LAST MINUTE ADD OOPSIES!! yall if i ever forget any1 again pls lmk as soon as possible, no pressure tho!! its unforuntely up to yall to remind me of things sometimes, since i have memory loss and i often forget things even if theyre important-
OKAY PSA DONE!! LETS GET INTO THE DAD SPY
Teaches you French first thing- gets (affectionately) tired of you just mindlessly copying him, not understanding the meanings behind the words.
"Mon Dieu, arrΓͺte de faire Γ§a." Scoffing lightheartedly, after another day full of you following him like a duckling. He claimed to hate the clinginess, but secretly he'll always cherish these years of your innocent youth.
"Je ne veux pas!" You start grinning mischievously, knowing you're annoying him and finding it fun.
"Oh, so you have been listening to my French lectures. Maybe you're not such a rascal after all..." He ruffles your hair approvingly, smiling down at your smaller form.
You blow a raspberry, immediately making him take it back.
You've still got a lot to learn before you're on his level, but he doesn't mind teaching you a thing or two.
OOOO OO I HAVE ANNN IDDDDEEAAAAAAA OMG OMG OMG ITS SO CUTE OK OKKAY
so like imagine a young gn merc reader who like REALLY admires the mercs OMG OMG ITS SO CUTE to the point of like mimicing their behavior OMG OMG π₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ή ITS SO CUTE IN MY HEAD IMAGINE LIKE THE STUPID DORKY SMILE AND LIKE WIDE EYES EEEAAOOOWWWW SOO CUTEEUH I NEED THE HEADCANONCS FOR LIKE THE SEPRATE MERCS IF LIKE THE READER ADMIRED THEM TEHHEHEHEH AWWWWHHHH SORRY IM SO HAPPY IM SO HAPPY ITS SOOOO CUTTEEEUH TEHEHEHEHE IM GIGGLING AHHHHHHH SQUEEEEE
Edward A/N: AWWW AW THAT SOUNDS SO FREAKING CUTEE AWWW I LUV KIDS
Elektron A/N: (this is my first attempt at using a meme, please let me know how I did)
daily reminder that tf2 and dbh reqs r open!! (i might get to things slowly as ive been busy coding my game lately)
CW: kidnapping? perhaps, medical malpractice, possible cannibalism, comedic body horror, vague implied torture?, weapons, canon typical violence, written accents, gn reader, possible near death experience (with guns), lmk if i need to add more!
WORD COUNT: 700+
Thinks you're the cutest thing ever!! Aww aw awwww, the baby!!
"Can I raise them under my wing??" Scout says while cooing at the child like they're a puppy, holding them from under the armpits awkwardly.
"You're practically a child yourself! Absolutely not." Engineer doesn't even give it a thought, immediately shutting down the idea- only to take his eyes off of the younger man for a moment only to look back and he's... gone.
"Damnit."
YESS JOIN HIM IN THE MADNESS!!! Absolutely loves having a mini him!
"Now take this syringe and plunge it into his thigh, push down on the little thing on the back and it'll go in."
The enemy BLU Spy is gagged and screaming in horror as the liquid transforms him into a leech.
"Ah... I guess the formula vasn't exactly correct, oh vell! Ve'll get it right next time, kind!" He says before picking up the now terrified and transformed Spy, holding it close to his face to get a better look.
A casual silence falls over the room as he simply observes the newly created creature, before he pops it into his mouth and chews it thoughtfully. Naturally you're... confused at the sight of this.
"I was just curious, is all. Actually doesn't taste that bad, and he'll respawn anyway!"
(kind = child)
"Leetle' baby should not hurt themselves trying." Is all the large man says as he walks into the scene of the small child trying to pick up and hold his beloved gun, Sascha, in his room.
He moves deeper inside the room before opening a box, previously set aside next to the bed, revealing a toy replica of his gun.
He pretends to act like it's the same weight as his Sascha before handing it over to you, effectively convincing you that they're just as strong as him!
"Would you look at that!" He smiles as you beam up at him.
"Hold it steadier, bub." Sniper supervises as he guides your small hands holding the rifle, currently training you in one of his sniper towers.
"Steady... Steady... And shoot!" At the last second you get nervous and stumble as you hold down the trigger, causing a bullet to shoot through the roof.
Luckily no one is hurt, but instinctively he holds you protectively.
"Bloody hell! We'll.... Try again later. Much later."
You let out a displeased groan and pout after receiving this information.
Gets so scared when he sees you trying to use his sticky bombs one day.
"Don't touch that!" He worriedly exclaims, picking you up before you can get a hold of his grenade launcher, causing you to giggle mischievously.
He appreciates the fact you look up to him, but please stop trying to put him into an early grave!
Teaches you how to help with his creations, loves your curiosity as it reminds him of himself when he was a child just like you!
"Now ya' see, my sentries process information based on binary- which is ones and zeros put together to form words-"
"Like computer language" You question, watching him work on one.
"Something like that, sure." He chuckles.
"CADET PIPSQUEAK, TEN PACES TO THE..." He suddenly stops speaking to hold up both his hands in an L shape, trying to remember which way is which. "LEFT!"
You do so obediently in your training, stumbling a bit as he had previously put his helmet on you causing your vision to be obscured, but you make do.
"NOW OPEN THAT PRESENT! I COMMAND YOU!" You're confused at first before pulling up your helmet a little bit, finally seeing a messily wrapped giant giftbox.
You excitedly rip it open only to gasp as you reach for the item, it's your own rocket launcher!
"What in the samhill, why would you give a child a deadly weapon even you can't properly use?!" Engineer is horrified, Soldier does not give a single shit.
One day Pyro takes you out into the nearby town's toy store, letting you explore as long as you stay relatively close for safety.
"Who trusted a freak like you with a vulnerable child?" The cashier mutters suspiciously under her breath as you guys check out.
Long story short, today's lesson is;
Shoplifting isn't that bad, kids! As long as it's not from a small business! (tell them ol' Pyro sent you...)
LAST MINUTE ADD OOPSIES!! yall if i ever forget any1 again pls lmk as soon as possible, no pressure tho!! its unforuntely up to yall to remind me of things sometimes, since i have memory loss and i often forget things even if theyre important-
OKAY PSA DONE!! LETS GET INTO THE DAD SPY
Teaches you French first thing- gets (affectionately) tired of you just mindlessly copying him, not understanding the meanings behind the words.
"Mon Dieu, arrΓͺte de faire Γ§a." Scoffing lightheartedly, after another day full of you following him like a duckling. He claimed to hate the clinginess, but secretly he'll always cherish these years of your innocent youth.
"Je ne veux pas!" You start grinning mischievously, knowing you're annoying him and finding it fun.
"Oh, so you have been listening to my French lectures. Maybe you're not such a rascal after all..." He ruffles your hair approvingly, smiling down at your smaller form.
You blow a raspberry, immediately making him take it back.
You've still got a lot to learn before you're on his level, but he doesn't mind teaching you a thing or two.
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Edward A/N: your meal is here, mx! *Uncovers a plater with sniper just butt naked posing on it*
Elektron A/N: what.
These r just general headcanons to help expand his character ever so slightly :P
Daily reminder that tf2 and dbh reqs r open!!
CW: discussions of kidnapping, yandere themes, stalking, you can try to run but he'll catch up, mild fan service, manipulation, mention of free use, lmk if i need to add more!!
WORD COUNT: 300+
Genuinely doesn't want to hurt you, or kidnap you, or anything of that genre. You have to believe him! He wants the best for you, and he's aware that means not being stuck with him.
Honestly is a pretty pathetic yandere all things aside, absolutely refuses to harm you or kidnap youβ you try hopping states to get away? Well, he has a van, he'll just drive to where you are.
How does he know where you are at all times, down to the coordinates? "Don't worry about it, 'roo."
Is a nice guy when you cut out the degeneracy and stalking, not to excuse his actions of course. He's the type of guy to say something like;
"No ones ever liked me romantically, I'm always left pining because I'm just an awkward wanker. I know you didn't ask but I cum in under a minute, and that's without touching myself..." and then start sobbing into his hands.
At that point you just have'ta step out of the room for air because what's wrong with this guy, other than his childhood upbringing.
Now, I know what type of freaks read my stuff, and I'm in a good mood today because a fanfic I commissioned is almost done, so I'll do some fan service; Will let you do anything to him, he just wants to make you happy honestly.
Also is not a threat to others in your life. Instead of being a more traditional yandere, wanting to kill off those that take your attention away from him, he's much more likely to just... Mutter to himself and bottle his emotions upβ if push comes to shove though, he's not above manipulation... Have you heard what scout's been saying behind your back lately? It's terrible stuff, really!
He's such a loser, but he's y'all's loser I suppose.../silly
would y'all possibly like my android alter (Elektron) to write for DBH / Detroit Become Human? I feel like since he's from the source (not a main character but his model is a SD600, which only appears briefly in the game but is canon) that he'd b good for writing about it!
If so then I'm not sure when it'll open, but just whenever we have the time to finish one playthrough of the game preferably (but it may be sooner if y'all like the idea enough)
They'll also get their own intro post that'll be linked on the pinned post, so y'all can know it's boundaries and personality etc ^_^
