Mind And Body.

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Hello again,

I feel bad for asking for multiple things, but... could you do like a heavy story?

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-Tavern/Stary

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Ropes and Dingos

◇ TF2 Heavy (non canon)story

◇ warning: some blood and violence

"Hello"

The day started pretty chaotic. Scout was hiding from Medic, Spy found Demo asleep in his wardrobe, Soldier was mad at Merasmus for not celebrating 4th of July with him, and Medic was looking for Scout to sew him extra limbs. Heavy meanwhile was alone in the kitchen, making himself a nice coffee to start the day. He sat down on the chair, ready to take a sip when suddenly the phone in the living room started ringing. Since no one was around, he put the cup of coffee on the table and picked up the phone.

"Oh good! It's you, Heavy. Pauling here. We have a job for you. It's from the Administrator herself"

"What does the old woman want now." he asked.

"Well, she- huh? You want to- sure. Of course. Heavy Administrator wants to talk to you"

For a moment, things went quiet, and then finally he heard a deep breath and a sharp voice answered him.

"I have a proposition for you. And believe me, it is worth your time"

She stopped and lit another cigarette.

"Do you remember the last time we spoke? It was when you fought against your fire loving friend. I remember giving them new weapons and leaving you with nothing. But today, it might change. I can deliver new weapons to you by the end of the week. Does that sound good for you?"

"Heavy wants to know the prize for it. I know that offers like this don't come without doing something in return"

"Going straight to the point, I see? Verry well, the administrator placed her hand on the folder that was lying down on her table.

"Last week, I was looking through files Saxton Haled had sent us. Mostly useless garbage that is not even worth mentioning. But one of them caught my eye. It was about Charles Darlings' zoo. Or more like a piece of newspaper from that day. A famous Australian philosopher made a bet that he would enter a dingo cage with his hands and feet tied and escape alive. Of course, I failed because the ropes with which he tied his hands were made of australium. After this 'accident,' no one went inside that cage again. I'm starting to think you know what I want you to do"

"Yes. Heavy also wants to know why you are sending Heavy and not someone else."

"Huh. For a man that doesn't speak much, you do have a lot of questions"

She sighed.

"It's because my last messenger fell into the Tuforts river with nuclear toxins. The hallucinations were so strong that now she thinks she is a mermaid and lives in a well. And because I want to see if you succeed. Is this a sufficient answer for you?"

"Yes. " Heavy answered.

"Good. Miss Pauling will send you more details later and remember. Succed, and you'll be rewarded, fail, and you'll get nothing. That is all"

After those words, she hung up. Heavy sighed and went to his room, waiting for more information about his mission.

A couple of hours later, Heavy stepped into the zoo. He was wearing more civilian clothes and had a small bag, full of necessary equipment. He walked up to the map to find where the Dingo paddock was. Soon, he was walking down the path until he stopped, noticing tape straped around, with a big sign next to it saying : DINGO PADDOCK CLOSED.

Of course, that didn't stop him because he just passed under the tape and started walking along the path, finally reaching his destination. He looked around and noticed a small building with an open door. He quickly went inside and looked around. It was a small control room, with cameras placed around the paddock, and next to it was a huge door. Heavy opened them, walking inside and quickly he noticed that there were leaves surrounding him, but they weren't real, just made of plastic. He looked around, but there were no Dingos in sight. Maybe they took them? That would explain why their paddock was closed today to the public. He started to walk, soon noticing something behind small rocks. As he got closer, he recognized it was the ropes made out of australium he was tasked to get. He reached his hand out but stopped after hearing a growl on his left. He immediately stood up, ready to fight. He started to hear more barking and growls from left and right, when suddenly from the front, Dingo jumped at him, biting his hand. Heavy backed away and threw him away into a small pool. This is when the other one showed up, growling at Heavy. He quickly was ready for the attack from the front when Dingo he threw into the pool and jumped at him from behind. Soon, both of the Dingos were biting him wildly. Heavy didn't have a choice and started to punch both of them, throwing them away, soon backing up to the all. This is when he looked at both of them, skinny, dirty dogs. Both of the growled at Heavy, looking really hungry.

This is when Heavy reached into his bagpack. For a weapon? A knife? No. He took out his sandwich. Soon, both Dingo stopped and started to sniff, Heavy raised his eyebrow and threw his sandwich on the side. Surprisingly....it worked. Two Dingo run after the sandwich, when one of them barked. Soon from behind the rocks where the rope was, small puppy walked out. Little pup ran to his parents and started to eat. Heavy slowly walked to the rocks and took the ropes, then quickly he ran out of there, closing the doors behind him. He sighed, putting the roped into his bag. He was ready to leave when he heard multiple footsteps. Quickly, he hid himself in the storage room. At that same moment, three men walked in.

"You got the weapons?" one of them asked.

"Yea. Are you sure we have to do this?"

"Of course I'm Darling payed us to kill those two adults."

"Why?" the worker asked again.

"Because those are the last dingos in the world, you idiot. After we get the big ones, the small one will be transported to Darlings mansion. Probably to be put there as his new trophy or somethin' "

"Alright guys, less talkin' more workin' " the third worker spoke, loading his weapon, and all of them walked inside the paddock.

Heavy left the storage room, arguing in his mind. He started to think as everything started to make sense. That's why paddock was closed to the public today, so they could kill the adults without any problem. No wonder they looked so thin and hungry. They probably hadn't been fed for a few days to make them weaker and easier to kill. Heavy now stood, wondering what to do. He could just leave at that moment. He completed his mission, after all. What could possibly make him stay.

"Steady..." the worker said while he was aiming.

"Take a quick shoot, and we will get the bigger one.

"Alright." he aimed at the female dingo, smiling, ready to take a shoot ready to-

Then, someone grabbed his rifle and took it out of his hands.

"What the hell?!" But they didn't finish their sentence because Heavy punched them right in the face.

Others were allergic to this.

"Hey! Who the fuck is that?!"

"No matter! Get him!"

Soon, they both started shooting at Heavy, who quickly dodged the bullets and ran, hiding behind the trees. As two of them approached, one of them was picked up by him and thrown away.

"You bastard!" Other guy shouted. He loaded his rifle and shot Heavy in his leg.

Heavy riped and fell as he tried to stand back up, when he felt a cold metal gun being pressed against his head.

"I don't know who you are, or what are you doin' here but just so you know you are going to jail -" this is when they heard a scream. It was one of the workers that Heavy threw away. Then, everything went quiet.

Soon, they both started to hear growling in front of them. The worker quickly pointed his gun at moving leaves. Then something jumped up from them.

"Woof!" barked small puppy dino. It stood between Heavy and worked, barking.

"Ha. Is this all? Wow, oh well" he pointed his gun at puppy, when Heavy pulled it closed to his chest.

"You won't hurt them." on those words worked smirked.

"Really? And who's gonna stop me?"

"You might have a weapon, but even this isn't enough to stand a chance against the worst type of animal to fight against... furious parents."

This is when the worker heard growl really close to his left side.

"Clever girl..." he said before Dino jumped biting into his face, then the other one joined biting their neck.

Both parents were biting and soon leaving the man motionless on the floor, this is when both of them turned their attention on Heavy. They started to growl at him when a small puppy jumped from his hands and ran to his parents. Both of them happily washed their tails, staying close together.

Later, Heavy manages to get all three dingos out. Both parents ran into the forest, but the puppy stayed behind. They grabbed Heavy's by his finger, gently licking it before then ran to their parents. Heavy smiled as he waved at them and soon left himself, returning from his mission.

"Good job" said Miss Pauling, when she took ropes from Heavy.

"Heavy always completes his mission." he answered.

"That's good. Now, maybe you should see Medic. You are covered in blood and bite marks"

Heavy nodded as he was going to Medic's laboratory, happy that this all was woth saving that family as he himself cared about his, and it was more rewarding than any weapon he could get.

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Birds, Bears and blood

Team Fortress 2 story

> TF2 Heavy x Medic

> unexpected additional merc appearance

> gore and blood. Like- a lot.

The day started surprisingly calm. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and as usual, Pyro was trying to set their room on fire. Heavy and Medic were sitting together in the common room. Heavy was reading his book while the Medic calmly rested his head on his lap. Ah. What a peaceful day it is. And nothing will-

RING RING

...nevermind. Medic stood up, Heavy put his book away, and picked up the phone.

"Hello?-"

"Heavy! Thank god! Finally someone picked up! I was calling Spy, Pyro, Sniper- heck even Scout!None of them answered the phone. Listen, I have important job for you"

"A job huh. Continue, Heavy is listening"

"Alright. Phew- so. Tonight there is a ball organized in tribute to the death of Tom Jones by his fans. One of those fans is Blutarch's new investors. All you need to know about them is that they want to use Tom Jones' death as an advantage to manipulate their fans and believe me when I say his fans are capable of taking over the word for him, that's why the Administrator wants them gone. So? What are you saying?"

"Hm. Heavy is not sure if he can do it alone..."

"Can I make a suggestion?" Medic moved closer to the phone, with his hand on the Heavy's shoulder.

"I might have overhead the conversation anddd I'll gladly volunteer to go with the Heavy. This will be a great opportunity for me to gain new limbs on the way back!”

"Well...if Heavy has nothing against it-"

"Doctor can go."

"Alright! I will send you details soon. See you soon guys"

Heavy looked at Medic as he put the phone away.

"Getting a new limbs? Doctor could make a better excuse just to go out with me"

Medic smirked.

"Oh come on Misha, It was a good professional excuse. Besides you know I need extra set of limbs after Socut drove van with my supplies into the river"

Heavy chukled as he shook his head.

"Fine fine. Prepare yourself Doc. From what I hear this mission will be hard and ridiculous"

Two hours later, Heavy and Medic arrived at the ball. Everyone were wearing Tom Jones clothes, and so were they.

"This makes our work difficult. Miss Pauling didn't give us much of a description of BLU's investors, only thing that we know is that they will wear blue hats"

"We will find zhem, don't you worry. We know they plan to convince everyone during their big speech. We still have some time for ourselves"

"We need to remember this is still a mission..."

"Alright alright. But later you owe me a dance"

After a while, everyone gathered around the large stage. Heavy and Medic remained to the side. Four people approach him and put on blue bowler hats. This is when Medic and Heavy were ready to get behindthe stange, but someone unexpected aproched them.

"Hey there fellas! Whatcha doin' here?"

"Scout? What are you doing here?" Medic asked.

"It's a Tom Jones memorial party, how I could I not go? But you still didn't answer my question"

"We are here to shoot those four little baby man but we need to-"

"I got it!" Scout took his pistol out and with two quick shoots, he manage to shoot one of the BLU investors.

" ...-quietly." Heavy sighed as people began to panic and scream, running away.

"GUARDS!" One of the investors shouted. Soon guards in blue uniforms started to surround them.

"Uhh. Sorry fellas"

"Keep your cheep apology to yourself"

"Wait. I recognise you three! You work for RED! Lock them up!"

One of the guards approached Medic, but Heavy pushed them away with one powerful blow. Another decided to shoot the Heavy in the head, but Medic took out a bone saw and in the last second he stabbed them in the chest. That's when the radio started playing the biggest and best masterpiece Tom Jones had ever created.

"Misha, remember? You owe me a dance."

Heavy smirked and cracked his knuckles.

"Let's dance then Doc."

Soon Heavy and Medic together started to beat the hell out of people. Blood was everywhere. When someone was trying to attack, they only meet their doom. What a dance! Limbs were thrown around everywhere, as both of them started at each other with wide smiles, holding hands, knowing they have each others back.

Scout was there too I guess.

The investors saw this and started to run away, but Heavy and Medic chased after them. They manage to get one of them, killing him quickly, leaving only two. They ran after them to the roof, Medic was faster than Heavy, so he quickly caught up with them. He started fighting with one of them, but he shooting him in the shoulder, the Medic reacted quickly, cutting off his arm. They both rolled to the edge, almost falling, but Medic kicked him in the chest, causing his target to fall off the roof. The last one was left. At that moment, a helicopter appeared and took the investors away.

"Haha! You won't get me now-"

This when he noticed that his transport isn't moving. He looked down to noticed Heavy holding on helicopter, preventing it from flying away. Medic quickly throw his bonesaw at pilot, cutting his head off. Heavy finally let helicopter go, without a pilot, it started to fly high up, shaking left and right. Investor couldn't hold on long enough, so he jumped out with his parachute. Everything would be great untill helicopter started to fall down and t cut him into pieces with his propeller. Heavy covered Medic when it fall down next to them.

Soon both of them looked at each other, covered in blood.

"Well. This isn't the worst date we been on" Medic joked. Heavy giggled and picked Medic up.

"Are you alright? Your shoulder-"

"I'm fine. How about you?" Medic put his hand on Heavy's cheek.

Both of them smiled and soon kissed, with happiness knowing their partner is alright. Heavy gently hold Ludwigs hand, smiling. Medic put his head on Mishs's chest chuckling.

This is when Scout run up, and stared at them with eyes wide open.

"What the hell happened in here?!"

Medic and Heavy looked at him, rolling their eyes.

"Nothing. We finished the mission" Heavy replied.

"Now Scout, since you are here, help me collect the least damaged limbs and put them into my truck! Just remember you won't drive it this time!"

"Ughhh. Why do I always get the grossest part of work." Scout said while doing down the stairs.

They finally returned to base, Medic and Heavy were rewarded, while Scout had to explain everything to Miss Pauling. Both of the layed down on couch, resting close to each other.

"You know what? It wasn't that bad"

"Yes. But Misha promises the Doctor that next time we will spend the evening in a more peaceful way"

Medic smiled and layed his head back on Heavy's lap.

"I know we will, meain libieling"

They both lay down close to each other, glad they can finally rest in peace. Together...

[Anddd there you go! Hope you liked it! I'm not into shipping mercs too much but I hope you enjoyed this story!💀🌌]

PT. 2, uhh yeah from thus post.

here u go :>

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Ma petite fleur

Team Fortress role-play:

>TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

It was cold dark night, moon was missing from the sky leaving only stars to shine. You walked down the street, holding briefcase in you hand. You're one of the Mann.co workers after all. You were hired as one of Saxton Hale's assistant (of course you are his left hand because Mr.Bidwell is his right hand). You sign contracts for him, organise teams weapons, you're making sure that mercenaries he hired were doing their job. Your talent started to show quickly, you're a tough person, especialy when it came to negotiations, you were coming up with great ideas and help Miss Pauling with the documents. You even met mercenaries in person, surprisingly they didn't kill you. It looks like they noticed how well you're doing your job since you got an invitation for special business party. You finally arrived at address given to you in the letter. You entered the building, but you didn't hear anyone. This place was suspiciously quiet...too quiet. This is when you heard doors locking behind you. You tried to opend them but nothing worked. Then small light in the room turned on. In the middle you noticed a table with two chairs, plates and candles, that were lighten by tall figure in business suit.

"You finally arrived"

When you go closer you recognized that mask...that accent...

"Spy?" You asked.

"Yes. You met me before didn't you?"

"Yea I did. Why are you here? Is this a trap?"

"Yes. And no. I'm here to just simply invite you for a dinner"

This is when you noticed food laying on table, along with bottle of wine.

"Huh. What's the occasion?"

"The letter I send you was half true. It's a lie that it was suppose to be a patry, but it's ture that it's about business, so let's start shall we?" He gently pointed at your chair, you sat down, still a bit suspicious over him as he sat on the other side of the table, pouring wine into his glass.

"So. What exactly do you want?" you asked.

"Going straight to the point I see. Well, I wanted to ask you for a small favour" he spoke before taking a sip.

"I want new weapons designed specifically for me."

"New weapons? You know you can ask Miss Pauling for it-"

"I'm aware but I wanted to ask you. You....intrigued me" he paused

Then he looked at you and coughed.

"Let's talk about my proposition. I want new weapons with shipment to our base, and I want you to keep this in secret. I don't want others to know about it."

"But what's in it for me?" You asked. Spy stood up and walked over to you. He leaned down to your level and spoke, in low quiet voice.

"Whatever you desire petite fleur~"

On those words you felt wierd tingle in your spine. This is when he gently picked up your hand.

"I can give you whatever desire. If you have enemies I can get rid of them for you...If you want I can get you any jewellery you want, from shiny diamonds to dark and bloody ruby... Any secrets documents? They will be all yours by tomorrow" Spy smiled while leaning down closer to you lips. You blinked and giggled.

"Flirty much? I didn't expect you to go for a kiss so soon. It's our first date after all" You said. Spy stood up a bit shocked and flustered.

"It is not a date" he answered.

You smiled and rased your eyebrow.

"Flowers, candles, table for two. Don't tell me this isn't giving you this vibe" Spy sighed and layed his eyes on you.

"If you put it like that, than yes, it does sound like a date. And yet I still want to hear your answer, since I don't hear any demur from you, can I finally know what is it that you desire to get in return?"

"I want you to stay here with me a bit longer. For a mercenarie, you're quite nice to talk to"

Spy rased his eyebrow and chuckled before coming back to his seat.

"Clever. It seems rather...simple, if this is what you desire than I shall aggre on this deal"

"Great!" you shook his hand.

"I must say, you are much more clever than I thought" Spy commented.

"I'm full of secrets"

Spy smirked as both of you stared to talk.

Time went by but none of you were bothered by it. You and Spy had a lot of things to talk about, from gossiping about people you both work with to hats and weapons. It was...nice. Somehow you felt like you can trust him. You noticed he started to slowly flirt with you, and you couldn't help but blush at every word he was saying. Nobody said such nice things about you. This is when you looked at clock on the wall.

"Oh crap. It's really late, I need to go" you stood up and walked up to Spy.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you, and thank you for a nice dinner" you reached out for a handshake. Spy caught your hand but instead of shaking it he gently hold it, leaned in and kiss it.

"Bonne nuit ma fleur...(Good night my flower)"

"Good- night... Spy"

You couldn't help but blush as you looked down at his smug face. This is when you felt something in you hand. It was rolled peace of paper. You opened it and read what was written inside.

"Next week at Teufort's Garden, same day, same time."

"Sure. Thank you-" but when you looked up he was already gone. You smiled and walked out of the budling thinking about this gentle mysterious man, and what hat you should put on, on your second date...

[There you go! Sorry if this took so long, I was a bit busy. I'm glad you like my writing! I hope you'll like my future work 💀]

Hey,

Just out of curiosity, could you do engi x reader? 👉👈

Also, please take care.

-Tavern/Stary

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Workin' with love

◇ TF2 Engineer x reader [crush, slightly romantic]

"Go go go!" Socut shouted as you were running back to your base with intelligence on your back. Most of your teammates were on the frontlines, distracting the enemy team to buy you some time. You continued to fun when all of the sudden bullets passed next to you. You turned around, and u noticed BLU Sniper shooting at you. You ran behind the corner. You weren't exactly in condition to fight with him. BLU Team managed to get some lucky shots on you before, and without Medic around, you had only one option. Run. Quickly, you ran through doorframe, hearing Snipers steps behind you. Soon, you felt a knife stabbing you in the leg, making you fall. You looked up to see Sniper, ready to strike. But he stopped. You wondered why, but this is when you noticed a red dot on his chest.

"You shoulda oughta stayed back at your little campsite." Engi pressed the button on his wrangler.

You duck when level 3 sentry shoot it's bullets at Sniper, making him explode into pieces. You tried to stand up, but you couldn't. Your leg was badly damaged. Engi, seeing this, started to walk down the stairs to you.

"Hold on partner! I'm comin'!"

You took intelligence off your back, ready to give it to him. But to your surprise, instead of picking up the intelligence, he picked you up.

"Engi? What are you doing? You need to secure the intelligence -"

"I know, I know, but your health is more important. I can't let you bleed out"

You could argue that HOW the hell did he manage to pick you up, but this is when you realized that - come on, he carries his metal equipment that probably weighs more than you. Engi put you down next to his dispenser, which slowly started to heal you.

"It ain't much, doc knows more about healin' than me, but since he isn't around, I hope it's enough." he smiled at you, gently holding your hand.

"It's more than enough now. Thank you"

Engi giggled as you blushed while looking at his bridge smile. This is when Solider walked out of the respawn room and runed up to you.

"Why is this intelligence not secured in our base yet maggot? You failed your missoon!!!"

"Solider, it's not their fault. They're hurt. You know what, why don't you deliver the intelligence to out base while I help our friend?"

Solider saluted, picked up intelligence, and rushed to the door with a wilde scream. You couldn't help but feel guilty. It was your responsibility, after all, and you failed. Engi sat down next to you and put his hand over your shoulder.

"I know that face"

"What face?" You asked.

"You do that when you are feelin' sad or guilty. Come on, partner. I don't see a reason to be sad. You did your best! You brought that case here alone. I think you did great!"

You smiled a bit, but you still weren't convinced.

"And don't listen to Solider. For him, everyone does everythin' wrong. My point is that you are great. Since you joined our team, I noticed how talented you are, how you strategize things, make great decisions, and use your surroundings. The way you smile, your intelligence... and how you always make that cute face when you chuckle... you are really important and sweet" Engi stopped and looked at your flustered shoked face. This is when he realized that he probably said too much.

"Uh- I uh mean- You are adorable - no. Greta and sweet- fine- cool-" Engi put his helmet over his red face. You couldn't help but chuckle as you lifted it up.

"I think you are adorable too" you said. Engi smiled and took your hand as both of you stared at each other.

"Thank you, I guess I needed to hear that" you said.

This is when Solider run to the room once again.

"Maggot! Where is the intelligence? I saw you bringing it here. I wanted to make sure it's safe!"

You and the Engineer looked at each other, you noticed grin on his face, this is when you picked up your weapon. Solider flinched.

"Oh yea. I put it there in that corner, behind the dispenser" you said.

"Great! I'll take it right back to our base then!" 'Solider' walked past you.

"Huh?- Where is- There is no intelligence in here!-"

When the Soldier turned around, you and the Engineer were pointing your guns at him.

"Just like in your head....Spy." you said.

Spy flinched as his disguise dropped. You and Engi quickly used your weapons and shot him right on the spot.

"Yeeehaa! Take that you snake"

Both of you giggles when Engi got closer to you.

"You know- If you want, you can stay here and help me with Spy and all. I wouldn't mind your company, in fact I enjoy it"

"Sure!" You answered.

This is when he put hand over your cheek.

"I will gladly hear more things about me, from you. Where were we? Ah right, you said I was adorable?"

You blushed and mumbled something. Engi couldn't help but chuckle as he kissed your cheek before coming back to his sentry gun. Your face turned red as you started to talk to him, flustered and a bit surprised.

"Oh? Getting flustered now partner?" He said.

"I- I well- you! Ughhh!!!"

He chukled again, after seeing your reaction. He gently took your hand and sat next to you and continued to talk.

Both of you had a lot of fun today. You enjoyed your time with him, laughing, joking, and flirting. What a day, huh?

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