#lee!pyro

Offense classes

Defense classes

And the support classes

Creds to @sweet-kiwi-bird for the idea!!

ANYWAY LETS GOOO

Scout: SUPER flustered boi. He likes being teased like that but he wound NEVER admit it. Say it in the right way and you’ll get the most adorable child like giggles from him. @fluffyenergee you’re cutie<3

Soldier: Turn a light pink and say it doesn’t work on him anymore. PS: It totally does!! If you say it enough, he will quite literally squeak out of embarrassment!!

Demoman: Will try to hide his face out of embarrassment. Perfect chance to get his belly, ribs, or armpits.

Pyro: Can and will let out the most beautiful and adorable little laughs ever. He also might let out some squeals of laughter and maybe JUST MAYBE a squeak.

Engie: Would giggle way more than he was before!! He probably say something like, “Don’t tease!!! That’s not fair!!” While letting out adorable giggles and laughs!!

Heavy: Will say “Don’t tease Heavy!!” But while he’s laughing hysterically. Works especially good if you’re tickling his belly!!

Medic: Honestly same as Pyro but instead of laughs and squeals, you get child like giggles and chuckles from him, which is still very very adorable.

Sniper: Would probably hide his face in his hat and be like “Why that tease?!” Bonus points if you can get him to squeal.

Spy: Would probably say he’s not a kid anymore and that tease doesn’t work on him. But it does, really well too. Would also blush red, but you can see bc of that fuckass mask!!

Done!!!

SO! i would like to request some lee pyro... :3c (I'm a huge fan of them >w<). a little scenario is that Dell holds pyro like a guitar with their arms up as the other hand tickles the tummy, pretending to play a tune. If you're in the mood ya can also add few teases of your choice >:]

Я просто обожаю динамику их отношений, поэтому рисовать их одно удовольствие. Надеюсь, вам понравится:3 К сожалению, я заболела и на время прекращу процесс( И еще хочу сказать огромное спасибо за такую ​​активность, я не ожидала, что рисунок наберет столько актива:D

Could you maybe draw anything ler!Scout? 👉👈 He's not only my favorite but he'd make a very playful ler in my eyes,,,, /nf

BET!!!

Yes! 💕

I feel like Pyro has a really ticklish tummy- Like i just wanna squish and squeeze it SO BAD ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

I don't know if anyone says this but i have a feeling pyro snorts aswell, which is kinda ironic since he's got the same VA as spy

Also gets lee moods very frequently and mainly asks engie bc he understands him ·∀·

I wonder since like he has burn scars everywhere If that would make him more sensitive? 🤔

Lil bro is weak to tickling, may be one of the more brutal Mercs but through pyros eyes it's just damn rainbows 😭

all ya gotta do is just reach out give that tummy a good ol squeeze and his knees give out

I feel like he would love raspberries, an if he didn't have a suit you know damn well bro would be such a target-

Also I bet when the ler Is tickling pyro they probably tease him by saying things like "I can't understand you." since he is muffled

It started with a call.

“You want us to fight Saxton Hale?”

“Noooot quite want. It’s just that he does. So it’s more of a necessity if you want to keep this job. And your lives.”

“What in the world…” Spy rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“Aw, come on, it’s just one guy. You usually fight nine times that.” Miss Pauling forced herself to sound optimistic. “Look, just get to Distillery as soon as you can and don’t take any weapons. I got something special ready for you.”

“Fantastic. Are we at least getting paid for it?”

“If I said yes, would you believe me?”

That was all Spy needed to hear. Well, it was time to find the rest of this God forsaken team and hope this was a one-off occasion.

“Why was Heavy not allowed to bring Sasha?”

Said mercenary was the first one to jump out of the van with an accusatory finger pointed at Miss Pauling. The rest of the team soon followed, their attention on the brunette as well.

“Calm down, calm down.” She moved her hands in front of herself in a placating gesture. “Just get ready, take places, and I will be back soon with weapons for you, alright?”

“They better be some good weapons.”

After Sniper’s comments the group parted ways with the Administrator’s assistant, first making their way to the locker room. Not that there was much to do there. The few minutes they spent there were mostly used for a conversation.

“Men, we are bare without our weapons,” Soldier started as he paced in circles. “A soldier without a weapon is like… a soldier without a way to harm anyone!”

“Mpph mmm!” Pyro folded their arms, their foot rapidly thumping against the floor.

“Calm down, lads.” Demoman put a reassuring hand on Soldier’s shoulder. “Who but ye can cause harm to Saxton Hale even without yer rocket launcher, eh?”

“Still, a Medi Gun would be nice…” Scout grunted as he eyed Medic’s equipment-less frame. “...We’re not actually supposed to kill Saxton, right?” He looked around at the others. “I mean, he’s kinda like our boss 'n' all.”

“Aside from bein’ a crazy Australian he never did nothing wrong to us, I s’ppose.” Sniper shrugged. “But then again he apparently wants to fight us right now.”

With no proper answer, just speculations, the nine mercenaries left the locker room and spread out around the area of the distillery to cover some ground but close enough to see the rest of the team.

A minute passed.

Then two.

And then the sound of multiple pairs of wings beating against the air reached their ears. Then something breaking. Multiple somethings. Then,

“Time for a boss fight!”

“Uh, Spy?” Engineer took a step back and gave his teammate a look. “Where are those darn weapons again?”

“Merde…” Spy grabbed his communicator. “Miss Pauling… Pauling!”

“Ha-ha!”

“Pauling, where are those weapons?!”

…

“Oh, yeeeah.” Her voice finally echoed through the device. “Ok, look, I might have lied buuut those were Saxton’s orders. Administrator accepted too.”

“What.”

“See what I did there!?”

“Good luck!”

“Change of plans, there are no weapons!” Spy was barely able to let out the whole sentence before-

“There ya all are!”

Everyone’s stared at the source of that voice. There, standing under the bridge mere meters away from them was one and only, shirtless per usual, Saxton Hale.

“Uh, hi, boss!” Scout started awkwardly after taking a few big steps back. “Okay, we know ya wanna fight 'n' all, but as you can see, we kinda don’t got our weapons. Ahaha.. eh…”

“Hmph, Heavy doesn’t always need big guns,” Heavy weapons expert declared. “We will fight with bare hands!”

“Oh, how exciting!” Medic beamed.

A myriad of reactions followed. Pyro let out a happy noise and clapped. Spy face palmed. Soldier cheered and was the first one to rush at Saxton.

“Take thiiiis!” He yelled and his fist collided with the big Australian’s abs.

The world held its breath.

“What,” Soldier grunted when the other didn’t move, not even an inch. Frankly, the only one who moved was Soldier himself when he tried to land an effective punch again. “Damn it!”

But… Soldier was still alive. That triggered the rest of the mercenaries charging at their for-now-at-least enemy, armed only with their hands and will to somehow, with the power of God on the side of at least one of them, defeat this Australia-powered hunk of a man. It was 9 vs 1, it could be doable.

“Let’s do it!!!”

“Khamaahh!”

“Yaaaaaaagh!”

“At least spread, you idiots!” Spy’s voice rose above everyone else’s.

However, before they could even really do that…

“AAAAAH!”

They stopped in their tracks.

“Now, how about that?” Saxton grinned. One of his arms was wrapped around Soldier’s ribs, holding him against his side. Soldier’s legs were dangling in the air.

“Save yourselves, men!” Soldier still screamed as if he was being tortured. He might have been struggling, but it was nearly impossible to tell with Saxton’s iron grip around him.

"Naaah! Now y'all put yerself in a whole lot of trouble! Come any closer and your friend here gets it!” Saxton warned, still standing his ground. Still unshaken.

Most of the RED team stilled in their spot. Not Demoman though.

“Oh, dontcha think ye can just-.”

“YAYAHAHAHA!”

Now this. This was not a terrified scream. No. It was a very hilarity-filled laughter.

That’s when Demo noticed Saxton’s fingers moving right where his hand was resting on Soldier’s ribs. 

“AHAHAHA, N-NOHOHO!”

“You dare think ya can defeat me?” Saxton’s eyes narrowed in a challenge, but there was also hearable mischief in his voice. “I don’t even need to punch you!” 

And when his second hand joined in tickling Soldier on his hip, that’s when the others knew this was not a joke. No. It was time to freaking run!

Spy never wished he weren’t stripped of his invis-watch more than now.

As Soldier continued howling with laughter and meaningless threats, the mercenaries scattered around. Well… most of them. Medic wasn’t all that fast in his “escape”. Pyro didn’t even move. Or well, they did move, just not away from Saxton.

“So ready to be defeated, mate?” Saxton gave them a look when Soldier really started wheezing. 

“Mmph!”

“Hah! Sure, why not?”

Soldier was let go after a while and left wheezing and breathless on the ground, now his position taken by Pyro who eagerly raised their arms in Saxton’s hold.

Muffled laughter echoed through the Distillery.

They could run. They could hide. But even as they did all that and more Saxton was getting all of them tickled out of their minds, one by one.

After Pyro he moved on to Medic who, similarly to his predecessor, wasn’t really trying to stop it.

“OHOHOHOHO! AH, YOU ARE- AHAHAHA! CERTAHAHAHAINLY BIG!” Medic complimented through his laughter as Saxton attacked his stomach.

Next? Heavy. His slower speed was his doom, his size and strength of little help once Saxton got to holding his arms above his head to attack his helpless armpits.

“AAAAHAHAHA!”

If anyone had any will to fight or hope to escape that was the moment both of those feelings died.

“NOHOHOHO, WAHAHAHAIT, NOHOHOT MY TUM!” As Engineer’s screeching filled the air Demoman and Sniper found themselves observing the entire situation from a safe distance.

Okay, no, they knew damn well no distance was safe at this point. Still, for now at least they were free, untickled men.

“Ye know, I didn’t know the entire team was this ticklish.” Demo mumbled with a half excited, half anticipatory grin. “We’re so screwed.” He chuckled.

“This gotta be some weird joke.” Sniper hid his hot face in his hands.

“Eh, not the weirdest thing I saw.” Demo shrugged. “So… why ye so red? Really ticklish too or something?”

“...I-.”

“There ya are!”

 “AAH!”

Demo got his answer when they were both grabbed, both picked up and when they both burst into laughter.

And then, there were two.

“This ain’t happenin’, this so ain’t happenin’!” Scout kept repeating in his mind like a prayer as he dashed through the buildings then out then in and back out.

It did not matter where he was going. The only important thing right now was to run and to never stop.

He had never been so grateful for being the fastest of his team.

The problem? Neither, his speed nor his stamina were forever, and once the initial adrenaline wore off, his legs refused to work properly. Soon, he had to stop completely and lean against the closest wall.

How and why was this happening?

As if seeing and hearing his teammates writhe in helpless laughter wasn’t torture enough… Damn it, if only he was here alone with Saxton!

Anticipation was eating him alive but then again, he hadn’t heard any laughter for a minute or two now. Maybe… maybe Saxton was done now?

Maybe his speed really was a blessing-

“AHAHAHAHA! N-NO! TAHAHAKE YOUR DIHIHIRTY HANDS OFF OF- AHAHAHAHA!”

Scout slid down the wall even more when Spy’s snorts-filled laughter reached his ears.

It rang for a few more minutes, and no amount of covering his ears could prevent Scout from hearing it or Saxton’s enthusiastic teases.

However, it was once Spy’s laughter was gone, with the rest of the mercenaries “defeated” that Scout really realized just how bad his situation was.

“OH, SCOUT! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE LEFT!”

Scout tensed up. His legs still refused to work.

“LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!”

He was so, so screwed.