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!
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 misquoted in my heavy x medic post, it was chapter 9 that quoted not 8!! Either way, Ten’s a crowd has been updated!
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ID #1: An illustration of Bii and Razputin Aquato posing with their right hands to their temples and their left hands outstretched, ready to engage in a psychic battle. Bii is a woman who is much taller than Raz; she has short blue hair and red eyes. She’s wearing a puffy sleeved shirt with a deep V neck collar, a dark skirt with suspenders, a matching belt and choker with heart buckles, blue thigh high tights, and boots with heart buckles. The two are both colored in a monochromatic teal pallet, with bright red used to outline their bodies and highlight Bii’s eyes. Teal energy radiates from behind Bii, and the two are posed in front of a black background. End ID.
ID #2: An illustration identical to the first image in all aspects except the background: it is light pink instead of black. End ID.
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Of course, now everyone’s sending me emails about not being able to properly… Email… How does that even work?!
I can’t answer their questions and they shouldn’t even be able to to send em in! What kinda weird unfair bull—what kinda weird unfair shenanigans are going on?
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I want to see how many people are in this goddamn fandom
how would the mercs react to someone they know really well (like family) coming out to them as genderfluid?? ur writing is 😔👌 btw
Thank you so much! I hope I wrote this well, if you’d like me to make a change or two let me know!
For simplicities sake, I’m going to go with close friend that they’d consider family, knowing each other that well.
Also, the pov changes halfway through and I don’t feel like rewording it; I’ve realized I like doing second person a lot so I hope that’s alright!!!
Scout:
“You drink gender???”
Jokes aside, Scout may have a bit of trouble wrapping his head around it at first. For him, it makes a lot of sense, but it’s a change that takes time for him to adjust to since he has a habit of speaking before he thinks.
Still, Scout always makes sure to ask their pronouns whenever they show up, and is unabashedly loud and proud whenever gender comes up in conversation.
He constantly makes positive comments that reaffirm whatever they choose to go by for the moment. It can get a bit overbearing at times, but he means well.
Soldier:
Immediately picks them up and swings them in a circle while hugging them. “AFFIRMATIVE! That you are, and I LOVE you for it!”
Probably the loudest about it, but if they aren’t out yet to certain people, he’s surprisingly loyal and will make a vow of silence if it means not outing them if they don’t want to be outed.
However, if someone tries to pick a fight? It’s on. Soldier will send them flying into orbit for the people closest to him.
Incredibly supportive, proud, and energetic about it.
Pyro:
Pyro completely understands from the get-go, even if they can’t say it through the mask.
To show they care, they immediately envelop their friend in a hug and shower them with love and acceptance.
They use crayons to draw their close friend, give them gifts and flowers, and overall do their best to show they care.
Will show up with a fire axe if anyone tries to purposefully misgender their friend or try to instigate a fight. They’re yelling muffled insults at whoever dared try and fight their best friend.
Demo:
Gives his friend a clap on the back, with a huge smile on his face.
“Took ye long enough!”
He always suspected, but didn’t want to ask out of fear of scaring them into deciding to come out too early, or making them uncomfortable.
Obviously, “took you long enough” is a lighthearted joke, and he’s fully willing to support his friend—practically a sibling—until the very end.
Always asks what they’re going by today before he ever uses pronouns, and sticks to them from the get-go. If he ever does make a mistake, he immediately corrects it and moves on without making a scene, as much as he breaks over it later out of embarrassment.
Overall, probably the best one to come out to first. He’ll provide a shoulder to lean on when they’re sad or unsure, maybe even insecure; but will always step forwards in defense of them whenever possible. He knows not to cause a scene unless they’re truly upset over someone misgendering or teasing them so as not to upset them even more. He will, however, exhibit a cold anger not commonly seen in someone with such a warm and friendly demeanor when it does happen.
If he can cause a scene over it, you bet there’s going to be fireworks.
More beneath the cut:
Engineer:
Wholly accepting of this! Does a similar thing to Pyro where he just wraps his arms around his friend and hugs them tightly; although in a much warmer and softer manner.
Wipes a tear from his eye.
“Proud o’ ya, real proud…”
He’s humbled by the fact that they came out to him first. Plans a barbecue as a celebration, maybe even buys a few gifts! It’s a huge deal to him that somebody so close to him came out like that, and he’s going to make sure everybody else feels the same way too.
He has a metal arm. If somebody fucks with them, he will not hesitate.
Heavy:
Heavy is perceptive. He picks up on it immediately, but like demo doesn’t ask out of respect.
He immediately socks someone in the jaw if they purposefully use the wrong pronouns, or make an offensive joke about his friend.
If it’s an uncomfortable comment or joke, he exhibits the same caliber of cold anger, but to an extreme. Seeing as he’s like a personal bodyguard in terms of intimidation factor alone, him hovering behind you with a stormy expression is enough to scare most people off.
Is always open to talk to them, and is a great listener. He’s great at offering an interesting subject or topic, maybe a book and tea if they need a distraction from dysphoria or somebody getting to them.
Rather serious about it, Heavy won’t tend to make light hearted jokes about the topic of gender, instead taking a very open but grounded approach to it.
“It does not exist. Is too narrow. Little person can use whatever works best.”
Medic:
“Ah! Let me add that to your file… I assume no surgery, then?”
He’s not disappointed by the prospect of not being able to trans your gender, but also gets to work on other ways of affirming your own!
Doesn’t really treat you any differently, but will work on an experiment to let you change your appearance based on what makes you feel best in the background.
Gives you the option of using it, but lets the topic go otherwise unless something is wrong or if you bring it up; regardless of if he’s giddy to know if it works or not.
Very chill about this stuff. He’s probably one to the better/best people to talk to about it, but know that he also won’t provide much comfort as much as he will facts or potential solutions.
In fact, he almost comes across as distant until he suddenly drops a shockingly down to earth suggestion or a really, really good idea to help you out. Nothing too crazy, it’s almost uncanny.
Thing is, he’s just been dealing with gender problems for… His entire life? He’s already far enough along in his own that he’s perfected his methods of staving it off.
Even if you’re not feeling dysphoria, (or you are), it doesn’t matter to him as long as you can get through it safely.
Sniper:
It takes Sniper a little bit to get used to it, to be sure. It’s not that he doesn’t care, he’s just not used to dealing with the unexpected.
He feels guilty for it being unexpected to him. He sees you as somebody very, very close to him; he feels dense for not noticing it sooner.
As soon as he settles into it, though, expect him to be as loyal as a dog. Any mistakes he silently corrects, and if somebody gets in their way, they’ll be meeting a jar of piss to the face.
Honestly, Sniper probably begins to have some of his own self realizations soon after, but it takes a long time for him to come to terms with that one.
Ends up shyly asking you for advice eventually.
Spy:
He already knew. I mean, what did you expect?
He is, however, surprised that you decided to come out to him first. If anything, he’s a bit prideful.
Emotions masked well, he pours the two of you a drink (whichever is your favorite) in a fancy wine glass, and raises his own, offering cheers for the occasion.
Clink!
Definitely calm about it, but tones down his snark temporarily. He knows how nerve-wracking it must be; although there is humor to be found that you voluntarily told your secret to the man who knows just about everything about everyone. Whether or not that trust is misguided, he can’t exactly say.
If you aren’t out to the others yet, or anybody else for that matter, the secret is safe with him. There’s no doubt that Spy is the best with pronouns, seamlessly switching between preferences depending on whether you’re in a safe space or not.
It’s also the easiest way to know if you’re really, truly safe as well; because his heightened awareness of his surroundings means that he can tell if he might out you even when it seems like the coast is clear.
Even if you don’t care about being out to anybody, Spy makes sure to subtly ask if he’s good to use your pronouns in any given situation outside of what you may be accustomed to. He doesn’t slip up once. Not once. Literally never—
The Spy may be stinky, but words are his forte. He can curse you out in 12 different languages including French but you know damn well he’ll use the right pronouns while doing so!
Phew, this one took a while. I hope I did alright on this one! I apologize if there’s any glaring issues or mistakes in this one, I worked on it over the course of what, a few months?—with lots of breaks in-between.
Thank you to everyone for being so patient! I hope to put out more content sometime in the future, but I know that I’ll likely be slowing down like this as I deal with life stuff and other hyperfixations.
I might make another post with other hyperfixations that I might be up to making headcanons for! Feel free to request those too! :D
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.
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TF2 fanblog! Based on the 10th class fic "Ten's a Crowd", AKA Meet the Strategist! Mostly general headcanons, artwork, and fic info here. READ REQUEST RULES PLEASE! ♥
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