Spy's touch-starved. Sniper's touch-starved. So, logically enough, they start a mutually beneficial exchange of strictly platonic touch. But, of course, Spy has to make things *complicated.* Read for Fem Fortress, Fluff, Pining, Angst, and idiot lesbians

We all know that Heavy has 3 sisters. There was once a fourth, but 'she's' been gone for years. (basically, trans heavy fic. warning for politically incorrect terms bc it's like, the 1930's)

Since I don't have Gmod or 15 ai, this is the best I can do. Also, this story has strong language and violence and possibly be offensive to some people. It's TF2, what did you expect?

Five months have passed since The Sawmill Incident, as they've come to call it, and safe to say it finally did feel like an incident. An incident Sniper could brush aside and put behind him for good. As if it could ever be as simple as that. Nothing was ever simple or easy; not for men like them. (Sequel to It Came With The Rain)

Just a little under a year after Gray and Olivia's deaths, the Badlands is once again riled up as mangled and impossibly twisted creatures start to appear and rampage the lands in search for Australium caches. It becomes the duty of Mann Co.'s native monsters and freaks to get rid of the problem, and find where the Administrator and Saxton Hale have gone.

After their supplies are delayed, Miss Pauling and Zhanna drive to Tuefort to replenish their stock, and come across some dangerous and unusual encounters.

[NOTE: This is a rewrite of The Good, The Bad, and the Robotic.] Makina and Doc are two special robots with the ability to think and feel like a human. No longer bound by programming to be an obedient machine, they must fight alongside the mercenaries who are tasked to kill them, all in the name of finding freedom.

For some reason, since a couple of time Scout had start hanging around his van while he was here, talking with him. At first, Sniper didn't really knew how to react, already used to the other mercenary to leave him alone and not really good with interaction. But, little by little, he seem to get used to the younger man and enjoy his visit. [from ao3 2019]

Everyone has a soulmate, somewhere on that planet, who has the same mark as yours. Sniper didn't escape to this rule, but after forty years in which nothing, or no one, came up, he gave up on that idea. Not that he really minded it anyway, being alone wasn't really a problem for him, it only means he didn't have to interact with others more than he needed. [from ao3 2019]

Spy has a close call. Established Relationship, Post-Canon & Post-Contract. The feeling of having a partner in more than crime. fyi author knows even less about healthcare than Medic.

Translation of an old drabble of mine. A little scene, of Spy and Scout doing a puzzle together, in which they allow themselves to be honest with each other. More or less. Oneshot.

Sniper has an annoyingly unprofessional problem on his hands, and seeks to remedy it. Spy, however, does not react well to his solution. Things...escalate from there. Enemies to Friends to More

Sequel to "Scout Is Not Okay". RED Scout awakens in the body of a Scout Bot, with no memories of his relationship with RED Fem Pyro. Can their relationship survive the new circumstances? Should it? How will the rest of RED team adapt to losing their youngest teammate? What will Spy tell Scout's Ma?

A good olde fashioned fishing trip in the Outback gets interrupted when Demoman comes out and asks Sniper about urban legends. AKA The Author tricks you into learning about Australian cryptids using Swordvan. (Was kinda written as romantic but could be read as platonic)

Long time visitor of RED base, Spy has mastered the art of slipping in and out with no one there the wiser. If only that could be said for certain other interested parties...

REDONE. What if Pyro's delusions suddenly disappeared and found the horrible truth? Rated T because of some violent/gore mentions and strong language. Preview image done by me using a photo of Érica Rivas, the actress I always have in mind for maskless!Pyro. NOW COMPLETE.

In the most screwed up rom-coms of all time, Medic has a massive crush on Heavy, and it's annoying as hell. (Trigger warning for lots of violence, gore, mentions of homophobia, some bad jokes about sex, slight ooc and one explanation about why date-r#pe is bad) Now has a spotify playlist:

This is an Introduction to my OC for TF2 for my upcoming TF2 Fanfic , I just own my OC and the story TF2 belongs to Valve

Spy and Scout get in a nasty fight. Spy wonders what to do about it.

Good Dads taking care of some orphaned raccoons.

Soldier loses the War, but is given another chance. And another. And another and another.

Scout makes hash brownies but a few go missing, causing some...interesting information to be revealed at dinner-in front of the whole team. Or: Sniper is a professional with standards, but even though feelings are NOT part of the job, he really wants Scout.

One has to learn to take the bad with the good. Even the prettiest, most fragile rose can wield the most vicious of thorns. The question then remains: is it worth the pain, the trouble, the pricked fingers and scratched skin to keep that flower alive? Can a balance be found, or must sacrifices be made for the good of all involved?

"He reached out his hand to the Sniper, who grabbed it unceremoniously and pulled the Spy into a tight grip. For a moment, the two locked eyes. Then, they were enveloped by a blinding light." The Sniper, bored as ever and looking for something to entertain him, decides to fuse with the Spy. What starts out as a way to spice up a battle twists into something much more for both men.

General Jane Doe of Cerulea can't shake his past, and on a visit to the neighboring kingdom of Scarland, it comes back to haunt him in dangerous way. Who is this mysterious Scarlet Prince, and what is his interest in Jane?