Flak-TF2 and Reader by DJ-Sky-Storm-117, literature
Literature
Flak-TF2 and Reader
Flak
TF2 & Reader
I didn’t know what I had done wrong, but within the beginning part of training I had Soldier screaming me in the face.
“You really call that a sit-up _______?! I’ve seen men with their guts hanging out who could do better then you!”
“Sorry sir…” I hung my head like usual.
“Shut it with the bull crap. It won’t work this time.”
All the new trainees were out for morning exercise, so we were doing basic things like push-ups and stretching for the twenty laps, nothing special. Yet it seemed like I had screwed up, and he picked me out of the pack to berate t
to cute (spy x reader) by dorklovesspork, literature
Literature
to cute (spy x reader)
Just to cute
Now, you were never one for boys, especially ones you worked with but the spy... The spy was no boy. The spy was very much a man, a very handsome one at that! You had been living in the base for a few years now as the Lolita class. You were a very flexible class and had quite a lot of health. Your cute looks came in handy and were able stun an enemy for a few moments, giving you time to attack. Your biggest disadvantage was your strength. you were never all that strong so your attacks wouldn't do to much. At least your health made up for it. You were sitting in the kitchen eating an apple. the scout had been watching a show but
Beach Craziness-TF2 X Reader by DJ-Sky-Storm-117, literature
Literature
Beach Craziness-TF2 X Reader
Beach Craziness
TF2 X Reader
Mild cursing, cause I hate it when it's layered everywhere!
“Umm…..Sol, what are you doing?”
My eyes could not go any wider, watching as Soldier ran yelling as he gave chase to a seagull squealing loudly. The poor rat with wings was barley able to escape the man’s brutality, flying as fast as he could as Sol ran a few more paces before watching in scorn as it escaped. He then proceeded to pull out his gun and pop a bullet at it, missing by inches.
“Soldier, you can’t shoot on public beaches!” Medic exclaimed, trying to pry the weapon out of the buffer man’s