Tf2 Spy X Reader - Blog Posts

Could I please get a RED Spy x Female BLU Medic Reader frappuccino with a side of cheesecake, and some shortbread and chocolate chip cookies? Could I also place an order for something you don't seem to have in stock?

(What I’d like is for this to take place during the robot wars. Reader was trying to help everyone regardless of what team they were on originally but Spy keeps pushing her away because their relationship was very antagonistic back when RED and BLU were fighting. But something happens and Reader goes MIA forcing Spy to admit that he actually loves her. Reader comes back just in time to hear him confess. Feel free to ignore this if it's too much. 😙)

order up for @faal-verotiik ! wanna order something for yourself? here's the menu!

- frappuccino: "Can we skip the fight this time, please?" + cheesecake: enemies to lovers + shortbread cookie: angst + chocolate chip cookie: fluff

a/n: i love this request so much! also this is a perfect representation for what i thought out of stock requests to be described as, thank you so much :3

word count: 1,432

cw: little bits of angst and fluff

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Spy wasn't known for feelings; at least sentimental ones. None of the mercs were, but you just had to be different. In the very beginning, Spy didn't give two shits about you, simply thinking of you as the Blu Medic's foolish apprentice and would merely go on to take his chance whenever he had the opportunity to backstab you. Something that did intrigue him ever so slightly was how you would react to him when and after he killed you.

You weren't like the others. You sometimes stood there and let it happen, usually not putting up a fight and just accepting your fate of being caught of guard. Even weirder? You weren't sour after it after. Sure, he would find you with a small frown on your face coming back from the respawn room, but you weren't out for his blood for the rest of the match like the rest of your Blu teammates were whenever they got backstabbed by him.

"You must be a stupid little thing, mon chaton. This business isn't for the passive."

The Frenchman had you in a sharp chokehold during a specific match, growling into your ear with his silky smooth voice as he holds his butterfly knife to your back, just above where your heart rests. Without getting a word in he thrusts his knife into your back, grimacing as your blood gets on his suit and blends in with the red of the fabric. Spy lets your lifeless body go and watches it crumple to the ground, frowning as he turns to start walking and cloaks himself. That should get you mad, a little rough teasing would make any human turn sour. He just knows it.

And his method worked, you were mad, falling for his little trap and dying to him a couple more times during that match from your rage-clouded vision. Though, it wore off quicker than he's seen in your team members, and even his own. Spy would be lying if he said he wasn't interested, and dare he say it, a little impressed at how easily you can recover from provocation. His little hatred-like infatuation lasted for long, and it still has, though its digressed now, and the fact that he's been working along side you has honestly made it worse.

The unlikely partnership of the Red and Blue team's when the machines came to attack was already on thin ice, but in all honesty, Spy didn't care all that much. Sure, it irked him that he had to ally with the same miserable bastards that he's been killing for years, but he got through it with his usual poise and class. Though, that tranquil mindset was destroyed when he kept running into you in the field during a fight, internally cursing you when you would run to his aid and heal him with your medigun and sweet words.

"You have better things to do, stop playing nurse and actually fight like the rest of us."

Spy would hiss those words at you when you even tried to get close to him to heal him, metaphorically (and sometimes literally) pushing you away from him. Even with Spy's brash behavior, you still stayed close, giving him extra care than the other mercs that you took care of on the field. Spy hated it; and after a particularly grueling fight against the machines, you rush to his side when you see he has a solid bullet wound shot through his shoulder. You bring your medigun up to fix the wound but stumble back as Spy slaps away the machinery, the sound of it clattering to the floor making you flinch.

"Chose inutile. When will you learn to get away from me? I don't need your damned help."

Even after Spy had said those words he knew that was wrong, his integrity crumbling inside of him as he registers what he had said. The Frenchman watched with sharply narrowed eyes as you retreated back a few steps, looking at him like he was a monster sent from hell. And maybe at that point to you, he was.

You walk off without a word, simply picking up your medigun and not looking back as you walk away to tend to the other members of the team. Good riddance- is what Spy wanted to say, but he'd be damned if he would admit to feeling just a little bit guilty about yelling at you and acting so rudely.

Spy's feelings only started to increasingly become worse for the next few battles due to you not even looking at him, or him not even seeing you once on the battle field. It made him angry, the way you avoided him. Sure, it was hypocritical but he missed you. Badly.

It all went to shit immediately, the waves of robots wouldn't stop coming, and everyone on the field was in a frenzy to stay alive, the Frenchman included. Spy ducked and covered behind a dilapidated wall of a building that had been blown to hell, turning his cloaking on and running out into the field to get a vantage point on the enemy. When he got to a high enough spot, Spy overlooked the battlefield, gauging where each of his teammates were and where the numerous numbers of enemies were coming from.

From the vantage spot, Spy saw you- for the first time in days, he saw you. Spy couldn't believe the way his heart skipped a beat, making him take a double take and look back at you, watching with bated breath as you fought off a machine variant of yourself to get to the Red Heavy as he was being onslaught with gunfire. Spy could only watch in a state of shock as a bullet ripped through your shoulder, your blood painting the ground of the battlefield. Without even realizing it, Spy started to make his way back down from his high ground to run and help you, but when he gets back to the ground all he sees is a trail of blood leading around the corner.

Spy follows the trail, a large explosion racking the nearby building and causing large pieces of scrap metal and concrete to fly through the air. As Spy turns the corner all he's faced with is rubble, your medigun broken and dented on the floor next to the smoldering rubble.

The trail of blood ran under the rubble.. Your trail of blood. That means-

"Merde! No- No!"

Spy sprints to the rubble, sliding to his knees and starting to haphazardly dig into the rubble, shifting away a large piece with all of his strength. After shifting a large piece Spy's breath hitches in his throat as he sees a piece of ruined fabric sticking up from under the cement and ash. Spy grabs the fabric, tugging it up at feeling a sour taste fill his mouth. It's your coat, your class insignia sewn into the sleeve reddened with blood.

"No- Mon chaton! S'il te plaît! Please!

Spy grips the fabric and tugs it close to his chest, cursing to himself as he feels tears prick the corners of his eyes. How pathetic, crying over the girl he hated and pushed away.

"Je suis désolé. Je suis vraiment désolé. I-I-"

Spy chokes on his words, letting his tears drip onto the tattered scraps of your coat.

"Spy..?"

The Frenchman freezes, furrowing his eyebrows and whipping around to follow the sound of.. Your voice? There you were, without your coat, leaving you with just your undershirt and a crude bandaged wrapped around your shoulder.

"Spy what're you- Wait are you cryi-"

Your sentence doesn't even get past your lips as your wrapped into a tight hug by Spy, the Frenchman squeezing you for all you're worth. Spy pulls back from the brisk hug, keeping his hands resting on your waist as he looks down at you.

"Mon ange, I'm so sorry. What I said- it wasn't right."

Spy's grip on your waist tightens, almost afraid of you disappearing in front of him despite his hold. You thrash against his grip when you come to your senses, frowning and taking a step back from him while giving him the sharpest glare possible,

"Let's skip the fight this time, s'il te plaît."

Spy gives you the sorriest look he can muster, and damn if you couldn't resist when he gives you a look like that. With a sigh you walk back towards the man, slowly bringing your hand up and placing it on Spy's chest, his racing heartbeat thumping against your palm. You smile up at Spy, the sight after so long of not seeing it making his heart feel as if it was going to explode.

"You'll forgive me, won't you?"

Spy brings his hand up to cup your cheek, his gloved thumb brushing against you bottom lip before he pulls you in for a sweet kiss, the connection of your lips akin to electricity. How could you say no when he says it so sweetly?

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uhh here it is i hope you like it!! i struggled so hard with this request but i think its okay in the end (plus it was good practice)!!

hii !! i saw ur medic fic and fell in loveeee !!! i love their work. could i order a transmasc reader x spy tequila espresso with a side of black forest gateau and vanilla macarons ? :3€

order up for anon! Wanna order something for yourself? here's the menu!

- tequila espresso: "I didn't think you'd be so responsive." + black forest gateau: cockwarming + vanilla macaron: gentle sex

(MDNI under the cut!)

cw: drinking/slight inebriation, smoking

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You liked Spy. And you believed he liked you too. Honestly, in the beginning he was rude, overly cocky, and just a flat out asshole, but damn did his charms overrule the cons of his personality. Now after a few years of being a member of the Red team, you grew to be the closest with Spy. Sure, you liked your other teammates, but there was just something different about the Frenchman that made you swoon.

You almost felt bad about your feelings at first. You wanted to chalk it up to the suave nonchalance that Spy exuded, but overtime you wanted to believe that he treated you differently because he liked you. So now here you are, walking down the eccentrically decorated hallway to Spy's study, wringing your hands together nervously at just the mere prospect of spending time with him, as if you haven't done it hundreds of times before. It was a common occurrence, where you would meet in his study, drink, smoke, maybe even share a dinner that he himself prepared instead of what the others cooked.

Wen you approach the door to the study, it creaks open and there stands Spy, looking down at you with his usual sly smirk.

"On time as always, mon ami."

He opens the large wooden door to his study, letting you slip past him before he lets it close shut with a heavy thunk. Spy's study was by far (in your opinion) the most beautiful thing in the whole base. The whole room is decorated extravagantly, expensive paintings hanging from the walls, elegant furniture placed throughout the room, and the roaring fireplace that bathes the study in a soft orange glow. You make yourself comfortable on one of the large couches close to the fireplace, basking in the warmth that the smoldering wood emits. Spy sends you a small glance over his shoulder before walking over to a nearby cabinet that holds his alcohol, laughing to himself gently at the sight of you sitting on the plush couch, remembering that only a couple of months ago you were more timid than a mouse to even sit on one of the elegant pieces of furniture.

Spy opens the cabinet, running the tips of his fingers along the tops of the various bottles of alcohol before selecting a vintage wine. He takes the cork off and pours two glasses fluidly, turning back around with the glasses in his hands and walking to where you sit in the couch. Spy extends the glass out to you, smirking as his gloved fingers brush against yours when you gingerly grasp the glass of wine and take a tentative sip.

"Je boirais lentement, ce vin est plus vieux que toi."

The man purrs, turning and sitting down in a lavish chair in front of the couch you chose to sit on. Spy reaches into his suit and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, a premium brand- you notice, and lights one swiftly with a small lighter before bringing the stick of tobacco to his lips and letting the smoke linger on his tongue before exhaling.

The two of you talk for hours, simply conversing on simple topics or delving into more intimate ones- it's what close friends do, right? You're two glasses deep into the wine bottle when you stand up for another refill, Spy smiling up at you from his seated spot and beckoning you over to him with a small flick of his gloved fingers.

"Come have mine, mon couer."

You oblige and walk over to him, taking his half drank glass of wine, and slowly sipping the rest of the contents while maintaining eye contact with the Frenchman. You swear you see his eyes darken as he looks up at you, his gaze flicking to your lips before he reaches out and intertwines his fingers with yours, making your eyebrows cinch together in confusion before he tugs you forwards, making you stumble and fall into his lap.

You feel your face burn from the embarrassment of the forced position, your heart stuttering in your chest as you straddle your teammate, your thighs pressing into his hips. Spy looks up at you with lidded eyelids, brushing his gloved thumb over your knuckles and bringing your hand up to press gentle kisses to your fingers.

"This is okay, right? I want confirmation."

You nod your head more eagerly than you thought, making the man beneath you chuckle and bring his cigarette up to his lips, taking a long drag and putting the butt of it out before grabbing the back of your head and connecting your lips in an electric kiss. Spy pushes the smoke into your mouth, the heady tobacco making your senses burn along with the passion of your teammates kiss. Spy pulls back first, making you whine lowly and send him a small glare before it softens as he moves his hand down your body, caressing your waist before pushing his hand under the hem of your shirt, the cool leather of his gloves contrasting with your heated skin.

Spy moves his hand up your body slowly, letting his fingers explore every inch of your skin before he stops as his fingers brush against your top surgery scars, gently caressing the scar tissue before he teases your nipple with his thumb, smirking to himself as you keen and whine beneath his touch.

"I didn't think you'd be so responsive, mon couer. I haven't even done anything yet."

He mumbles softly as he rolls his hips up into yours, the audible sound of his breath catching in the back of his throat making your blood run even hotter. Spy continues to tease your nipple, bringing his other hand down and unbuttoning your pants, giving him easier access to your underwear. He snakes his hand down your underwear, brushing his fingers through your slick and smirking up at you from the sound the elicits from your throat. The Frenchman glances to the side, staring into the fireplace in contemplation before a small wicked smile tugs at his lips, withdrawing his hands from you and making you stand up as he does. Grabbing a nearby book and opening it to a folded page, his other hand swiftly undoing his belt as he sits back down on the expensive chair, the apparent tent in his pants calling out to you. When you take a step forwards Spy raises his hand, looking you up and down with hooded eyelids.

"Strip for me, won't you?"

Spy purrs, laughing softly at your flustered expression before watching you start to undress with hungry eyes. After you've shed all your clothes Spy beckons you towards him, gently grabbing your wrist and guiding you to straddle his lap once more, relishing in the moan that escapes past your lips as his clothed cock brushes against your dripping mound. Spy reaches down, steadily pulling his underwear down to free his aching cock, hissing through his teeth as he guides himself into you slowly, sighing happily as you sink your tight heat onto him.

The subtle burn of Spy's cock inside of you is delicious, making your hips stutter and jerk as you acclimate to his size. Spy's hand grasps onto your waist, squeezing your hip and giving you a serious look as he smirks.

"I need you to stay still for a bit, surely you can do that?"

The request makes you squirm, causing Spy to grip your hip tighter to keep you in place. The man simply opens his book to his saved page, shifting his hips to get comfortable as he starts to read. After a few grueling minutes of silence and the occasional glance Spy gives you, you start to shift your hips impatiently, making the man beneath you tut at you and squeeze your hip.

"So impatient."

The Frenchman tsks at you, snapping his book shut and setting it down on the nearby end table and giving you a feigned look of annoyance before he bucks his hips up into yours, reveling in the broken moan that falls from your parted lips. Spy chuckles to himself as you start to move your hips, the sound followed by a rumbling moan from deep in his throat as he matches your rhythm as he moves his gloved hands to rest on your waist before moving them up your back to pull you close to him so your face rests in the crook of his neck, his rich cologne clogging your senses.

Spy's soft moans flit past your ears, his hot breath ghosting over your skin as he continues to roll his hips, snaking one of his hands down to brush over your perked bundle of nerves. At the stimulation, you keen, arching into Spy as he quickens his pace and starts to pepper quick kisses along your throat and jaw, connecting your lips once again for a heated kiss. Spy parts from your lips to let out a hitched groan, quickening his fingers beneath you to match his level of pleasure as he slowly careens towards his release.

Spy tilts his hips, smirking when he feels your body turn to mush at the different angle, his cock brushing the sweetest spot in you. With just a mere flick of his gloved fingers brushing over your clit the pleasurable band that was growing taut in your stomach snaps, heavy whimpers and gasps tumbling past your lips as you cum around Spy. The tightening of your heat around Spy forces him over the edge, the Frenchman nipping at your ear and jaw as he groans softly, painting your insides with all he has while his thrusts falter and turn to lazy twitching movements. Spy chuckles as you whine into his neck, moving one of his hands to gently grasp the back of your neck and pull your head back to make you look at him, grabbing another cigarette from nearby and lighting it before bringing it up to your lips to let you have the first drag.

"Let's stay like this for a bit, shall we?"

how could you refuse when he says it like that?

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would you guys believe me if i said i was a spy disliker for a long time (he was too hot i didnt wanna admit it)

Spspsps come get your Foods my ask box is open for tf2 character headcannons

Spy x gn!spy Reader s/o who has heavily intrusive thoughts but is driven mad by them and ends up in medics ward

Tw: mental health issues

• spy knew he was insane but not yo the extent that his partner was and was shocked to hear his s/os thoughts having never detected any signs of illness from them before.

• medic explains that before they were recruited the requirement for mental soundness was fine but then being a spy must have broken them.

•spy made the mistake of interrogating to find the source But ended up breaking his partner more feeling even more guilt for not being their for the one who needed him most.

• if this was caused by someone spy will find them and will torture them will the persons mind can’t even comprehend their own name

• spy will monitor you while medic works with you on you mental health and bring you practical gifts like food so you can’t hurt yourself in any way

Hi. I want to make a suggestion: Their s/o goes completely missing. How does the mercs react?

If not all mercs, van I suggest Sniper, Soldier and Engineer?

TF2 Mercs reacting to s/o going missing - [platonic, romantic]

Mercenaries: (Sorry I didn't do all of them): Scout, Solider, Sniper, Spy and Engineer

Scout:

> Scout is the first one to notice your absence. He walks around the base looking for his bud but when unsuccessful his first thought will be "Ah, they probably went on a mission or something" and goes back to continue his activities

> When some time passes Scout starts to worry. Sure he could understand that some contracts are hard to finish but everyone were always back before day ends. And you are still not back.

> He can't stand it and decides to look around the base trying to find you. Unsuccessful after his research Scout is getting more worried

> I imagine him runing around from room to room, asking some guys about you only to hear that you still aren't back. Oh boy where are you?

> His reaction that you are missing next day fills him with worry. Why? How?! Where are they?! Why did they disappeared??

> First one to volunteer to look for you

> If you are his partner or if you have crush on each other be ready to be swarm with hugs and worried fast talk after this

> After you are found his first reaction is to put his arms around your shoulders and ask milion questions. Where were you, etc. Now he won't leave you for a whole week. "What? Noooo I wasn't worried about you, but don't disappear like that!" won't admit it but he missed you. A lot.

Solider:

> He won't see your absence at first, it will take some time for him to realize there was supposed to be 10 and not 9 people around

> He will shrug it off thinking you are just away

> He is going to find out you are missing only when someone points out your absence to him in person

> "SHALL KNOW NO FEAR MAGGOT!! MISSING WILL BE FOUND!!" He screams out loud, while running to the next room to look for you

> Alright.... it's been some time now. Where are you?... He is going to miss you buddy. He cares for his team, and is actually worried.

> When you are found he will lecture you how to not get kidnapped or lost again. That especially applies if you are his partner (you won't escape crushing night cuddles)

> Give him love, he missed you a lot, even if he doesn't show it

Sniper:

> He notices your absence after a while. Does it make him worry about you? Nope. He is going to come back to him van or practice his sniping skills not thinking about your disappearance too much. You all have a lot of work to do after all

> Hours will pass before he finnaly decides to look for you. Just to see where you are so he wouldn't have to think about it anymore

> When checking your most visited spots don't bring him any luck he'll ask some of teammembers about you.

> When it brings no luck he decides to look for you on his own. Come on.... where are you mate.

> After you are back safe and sound expect him to be not far away from you for.... three or more days, watching you from far away. Just to be sure you won't disappear without a word.

>If you are in relationship with him, he won't show any signs of beeing worried, but privately he'll give you a hug, or hold your hands close to his face

> He missed you... and he is glad you are back

Spy:

> He know you are missing before anyone does.

> He know his teammates well, from their activities to schedules and habits. He is a Spy after all, his job is to mimic people.

>When you are not doing something that according to his observation, you were supposed to do, he is going to look for you (invisible of course)

> Strange.... you are not here... not in your favourite spot... not around your favourite people. This.... is bad news.

> He lets everyone know you are missing, and is the first to volunteer to look for you

> Back at the base he isn't going to stick around you very long. Just long enough to know you are well. He is kind enough to make you a drink

> When you are that one special person close to him, know he is going to take you to his room to give you best treatment you have ever received in your entire life. He will ask questions, how, who, what, why's and all that. Be patient with him, he wants to know details.

> Kisses on cheeks and hands, to let you know he missed you

Engineer:

> He is a busy man, but he is observant one too and is going to notice you aren't around.

> Will ask around first instead of looking for you by himself. When answer won't satisfy him, this is when he'll look for you.

> Is the first one to rase the alarm to let everyone know you are missing

> Come on.... where are you?? It isn't like you to just be gone for so long...

> He is the one to find you and bring you back safely. Is the one to give you check up alongside Medic

> Expect him to ask you a lot of questions, just to be sure you are feeling alright. Will not leave your side for a while and is going to check on you from time to time bringing cookies or something to drink, like water or tea

> "Darlin' stay with me will Ya? Just... want to be with you" He is sweet one, wanting best for his partner, in the romantic way too. He doesn't want you to be missing again when he is being distracted with his work. Hold his hand and kiss him! He wants to be sure you are save dear...

If you have time and its not a bother, could you do a part two to "Ma petite fleur"?

-Anon ✨️

[Heck yea!!! I'm glad you liked this series dear anon✨️! Have a nice reading!💀💙]

Ma petite fleur: Garden

Team Fortress 2 role-play

>TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

>this is sequel to the previous part, so if you want you can read it here:

> Ma petite fleur- TF2 Spy x reader

You were holding a piece of paper on which was written: "Next week at Teufort's Garden, same day, same time." It was written by a gentleman you've meet last week. You couldn't help but think about it for all week. Because of this, you were a bit distracted at work casing two fire incidents. Fortunately for you Saxton was happy that the Pyro weapon you tested were successful!

You sat on the bench and waited. After a short while you heard a woosh noise, happy, you turned your head and saw the masked man in the suit.

"Bonjour~"

"Hello Spy!"

"Is it the sun or are you just shining so brightly today with your beauty" he complemented.

"Perhaps both" you answered, giggling a bit.

Spy stood up, holding his hand out to you.

"Let's go for a walk. I didn't choose this garden by mear accident "

"Sure! Surprise me" you said, hearing Spy chukle.

You were both walking along the path, looking at the beautiful roses, smelling the white lilies, and then you noticed two other people sitting on a bench, talking. You noticed that it was a woman in a purple dress and a man in a red shirt.

"Maybe let's choose a different path" Spy suggested.

"Oh. You don't want to disturb young love?" You asked.

"No. I don't want young love to disturb us."

You giggled as you and Spy turned right, continuing to walk side by side, this time holding hands as you begin to talk.

"So? Did you like the new weapons?" You asked.

"I did. In fact, I have to admit, they exceeded my expectations"

You smiled gently bumping your shoulder into Spy, he smirked and did the same.

Later, you walked next to a lake with white swans, colorful fish, and little bread-mutants being attacked by ducks, as the sun slowly set behind the willows, giving the place a beautiful, calm and warm aura. Spy stopped and sat down on a bench, you joined him.

"It's beautiful" you said.

"Ineed..." he answered.

At this point, Spy gently placed his hand under your chin, getting closer to your face.

"I think our little date is going pretty well"

"Yea. It's nice. Good actually. Why, did you expect to be attacked by a bread monster?" You joked.

"I wouldn't be surprised if something like that happend"

Both of you looked at each other, soon slowly getting closer, ready for first kiss on the lips...

"Ahh!" You heard a quiet scream behind you. You turned around and saw the man lying face down on the ground. It looks like he fell from a bush. You looked at the Spy who was looking at the boy with irritation.

"I thought bushman only lives in such places." He said.

When boy stood up you finally recognised him.

"Scout? What are you doing here?"

"Uhhh nothin'. We- i mean Uh, I- was just lookin' around-"

"We?" You said.

This is when you heard a sigh and woman walked out from the bushes.

"Miss Pauling? What are you doing here?" You asked.

"We were just walking around and noticed you two- and we wanted to say hi! Right Scout?"

"We were?" Scout replied.

Spy let out the most 'Why can't I catch a break' sigh you have ever heard.

"I want to know what you are doing here"

After these words, Pauling moved closer to you, lowering her voice.

"We got an information that somewhere around here two man will exchange briefcases. Administrator is interested in the green one"

"Why? What's in there" you asked.

"You don't need to know that. All you have to know is that she wants it. The problem is that this park is big and it's hard to keep track of where these guys are going to show up"

"Perhaps we can help" you suggested"

"You? How?" Scout asked.

"Well, we can stay here and look for the guys while you two will patrol the other side. In that way we won't attract any suspicions"

"Hm. This might work. Come on Scout, let's go"

Miss Pauling took Scout's hand dragging him to the other side of the lake.

"Sorry I dragged you into this" you said. Spy shock his head.

"No need to. I got used to work following me, besides those two fools need help. I mean, look at them"

You looked accost the lake, only to spot Scout runing away from the sawn, as Miss Pauling was trying to catch it. You started to chukle at this hilarious scene. Seeing you smile, made Spy smiled too as he lifted your hand and kissed it softly. You blushed and started staring at him. At that moment, you noticed two men standing at the edge of the garden.

"Is it them?" Spy asked not turning his head.

"Yes. They have the briefsace"

"Which one?"

"The one on the left, in grey suit and black hat"

Two man started to walk separate ways. The man you described started to walk your way.

"We need to get Miss Paulings attention..."

This is when you got close to Spy.

"Kiss me."

"What?"

"Just do it. It's the part of the plan"

That's when the Spy walked up to you and kissed you on the lips, at that moment you wanted to stay like that but you had to stick to the plan. That was the moment you pushed him away and stood up.

"Oh my lords Louis! On da first date! Howww dare youuuu!" You shouted, causing the man in the suit to stop and causing Scout and Miss P to look at you and notice the guy. They both stepped aside and you nodded at her.

"Ya realllyyy think, I can be kisssed soooo soon! Shammee!" You started to act. Spy quickly picked up what you have in mind, he rolled his eyes and joined.

"But my love! I caaarrrre about you! How could you brrrreak da kisss!!"

"Because I know you love my sisterrrrrr!"

You and Spy tried very hard not to laugh as the guy in the suit seemed to be watching the 'drama'. At that moment, you noticed Scout trying to grab the briefcase out of his hands.

"That is not trrrueee!"

"It is, ya wanna know how I know? Because secretly, I'M MY SISTERRRR!"

The man in the suit dropped the briefcase after hearing such "twist". Meanwhile, you noticed Spy's face, trying not to laugh.

"So now! Be gone!" You started to run away.

"NON! Mon cher, comee back to meee!" Spy chased after you. Soon you both stumble into the rose maze, finally starting to laugh.

" 'I'm my sister?' Really? That was the best twist you could come up with?"

"Come on, Spy, I improvising. At least it worked"

"Worked perfectly" you continued to smile as the Spy approached you.

"Yet I think I owe you.."

"Owe? Owe me what?" You asked. This is when Spy leaned down to you, lowering his voice.

"Better kiss..."

He kissed you (again) in the lips but this time you didn't push him away. You put hands around his neck, as both of you enjoyed every second of it. When you stoped you looked up, and put hand over his cheek, he did the same.

"No bad" you said.

Spy chukled as you two were standing, gazing at each other. Soon Scout and Pauling catched up to you.

"We have the briefsace!!!" Scout shouted.

"And that guy won't chase us. Let's say I gave him some sleeping toxins, so he should wake up in two hours. Thanks for the help by the way!"

"No problem. Glad we could help" you answered.

"Soo" Scout interrupted "You two are a thing orrrr"

"Well um...-"

"What about you two? Don'tthink I didn't saw this embarrassing kiss" Spy asked.

On those words both Scout and Paulings face got completely red, and both of them started to speak, and make excuses or speak more nonsense.

"Haha! M-Maybe let's get the briefsace back to the base! C-Come on Socut. Commmme on!"

"Whaa-!" Scout shouted as he was once again dragged away.

Both of you stayed completely alone, around the roses. Spy took one of them, and gave it to you.

"For you...ma petite fleur"

"Thank you...Louis" you joked.

Spy rolled his eyes and kissed you once again, under the bright light of the moon...

[Anddd the end!! What do you think! I hope you liked it!💀🌌]

Is it possible for a spy x reader, your fanfic righting is on another level and I love it.

-Anon ✨️

[Yooo! Thank you so much! I'm really glad you enjoy my writing! 💀💙]

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 💀]

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✎ I write:

- Reader x TF2 Characters- Romantic/Crush/Platonic

- TF2 x TF2 Characters- Platonic/Crush/Romantic

- TF2 Characters headcanons + interactions [like Spydad etc.]

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NSFW, s€x with any characters, topics that are uncomfortable for me.

by adornedwithlight

●■ TF2 mercs x reader headcanons: [Stories are lower]

> BLU and RED Medic headcanons [When they catch feelings for someone]

> TF2 Engineer x Reader headcanons [crush,romantic]

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

> TF2 Mercs reacting to S/O going missing - Scout, Solider, Sniper, Spy, Engineer [platonic, romantic]

> TF2 Mercs - Apologising s/o after an argument- [platonic, romantic]

> TF2 Scout reunion with reader who was a friend in his past Headcanons [platonic, Male Trans! FTM Reader 🏳️‍⚧️]

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

🟪 TF2 related stories:

> Seat saved for you: TF Mercs and GenderNeutral!Reader - [platonic,family dynamic]

> Mission, father Spydad action story [Spy and Scout, platonic]

> 𝖶𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾 TF2 Sniper Fic [warning: angst, mentions of death, blood,respawn effect ]

> Red duo - Heavy [x]and Medic [Come on. You know what]

📖 TF2 x Reader stories:

> Bush with flowers - Sniper x reader [crushing on Sniper]

✩Sniper:

> Rookie and a professional - Sniper x Masculine reader [crush, romantic]

> Hunting for sunset - Sniper x Masculine Reader [romantic]

> TF2 Vampire Sniper x Reader Headcanons [crush]

> Warning shots - Sniper x GN!Reader [crush]

> TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]

✩Medic:

> Unusual Medical care - Medic x reader [platonic]

> Heart in the pocket - Medic x Masculine Reader [crush]

> Bloody dance - Medic x reader [romantic]

> Birds, Bears and blood - Heavy x Medic [romantic, platonic[?]]

> Not so fast surgery - Medic and Scout [platonic]

> Little Taube - Medic and Niece reader [platonic, family dynamic]

> Not so deferent - HCTrans!Medic x Trans Reader 🏳️‍⚧️ [romantic]

✩Spy:

> Ma petite fleur - Spy x Reader [crush, romantic]

> Ma petite fleur: Garden - Spy x Reader [romantic]

> Mind and body- BLU Spy mini-story

✩Engineer:

> Workin' with love - Engineer x reader [crush, sligthly romantic]

> Engineer x Reader Headcanons [crush/romantic]

✩Pyro:

> Fire and smoke - Pyro x reader [romantic]

✩Heavy:

> Ropes and Dingos - Heavy mini-story

> Birds, Bears and blood Heavy x Medic [come on. You know what.]

✩Scout:

> Hard to ask - Scout x reader [crush]

> Mission, father - Scout and Spy [Spydad action story]

> Not so fast surgery - Medic and Scout [platonic]

✩Demoman:

> Aye got my eye on you - Demoman x reader [crush, slightly romantic]

If you have time and its not a bother, could you do a part two to "Ma petite fleur"?

-Anon ✨️

[Heck yea!!! I'm glad you liked this series dear anon✨️! Have a nice reading!💀💙]

Ma petite fleur: Garden

◇ TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

◇ this is sequel to the previous part, so if you want you can read it here:

Ma petite fleur- TF2 Spy x reader

You were holding a piece of paper on which was written: "Next week at Teufort's Garden, same day, same time." It was written by a gentleman you've meet last week. You couldn't help but think about it for all week. Because of this, you were a bit distracted at work casing two fire incidents. Fortunately for you Saxton was happy that the Pyro weapon you tested were successful!

You sat on the bench and waited. After a short while you heard a woosh noise, happy, you turned your head and saw the masked man in the suit.

"Bonjour~"

"Hello Spy!"

"Is it the sun or are you just shining so brightly today with your beauty" he complemented.

"Perhaps both" you answered, giggling a bit.

Spy stood up, holding his hand out to you.

"Let's go for a walk. I didn't choose this garden by mear accident "

"Sure! Surprise me" you said, hearing Spy chukle.

You were both walking along the path, looking at the beautiful roses, smelling the white lilies, and then you noticed two other people sitting on a bench, talking. You noticed that it was a woman in a purple dress and a man in a red shirt.

"Maybe let's choose a different path" Spy suggested.

"Oh. You don't want to disturb young love?" You asked.

"No. I don't want young love to disturb us."

You giggled as you and Spy turned right, continuing to walk side by side, this time holding hands as you begin to talk.

"So? Did you like the new weapons?" You asked.

"I did. In fact, I have to admit, they exceeded my expectations"

You smiled gently bumping your shoulder into Spy, he smirked and did the same.

Later, you walked next to a lake with white swans, colorful fish, and little bread-mutants being attacked by ducks, as the sun slowly set behind the willows, giving the place a beautiful, calm and warm aura. Spy stopped and sat down on a bench, you joined him.

"It's beautiful" you said.

"Ineed..." he answered.

At this point, Spy gently placed his hand under your chin, getting closer to your face.

"I think our little date is going pretty well"

"Yea. It's nice. Good actually. Why, did you expect to be attacked by a bread monster?" You joked.

"I wouldn't be surprised if something like that happend"

Both of you looked at each other, soon slowly getting closer, ready for first kiss on the lips...

"Ahh!" You heard a quiet scream behind you. You turned around and saw the man lying face down on the ground. It looks like he fell from a bush. You looked at the Spy who was looking at the boy with irritation.

"I thought bushman only lives in such places." He said.

When boy stood up you finally recognised him.

"Scout? What are you doing here?"

"Uhhh nothin'. We- i mean Uh, I- was just lookin' around-"

"We?" You said.

This is when you heard a sigh and woman walked out from the bushes.

"Miss Pauling? What are you doing here?" You asked.

"We were just walking around and noticed you two- and we wanted to say hi! Right Scout?"

"We were?" Scout replied.

Spy let out the most 'Why can't I catch a break' sigh you have ever heard.

"I want to know what you are doing here"

After these words, Pauling moved closer to you, lowering her voice.

"We got an information that somewhere around here two man will exchange briefcases. Administrator is interested in the green one"

"Why? What's in there" you asked.

"You don't need to know that. All you have to know is that she wants it. The problem is that this park is big and it's hard to keep track of where these guys are going to show up"

"Perhaps we can help" you suggested"

"You? How?" Scout asked.

"Well, we can stay here and look for the guys while you two will patrol the other side. In that way we won't attract any suspicions"

"Hm. This might work. Come on Scout, let's go"

Miss Pauling took Scout's hand dragging him to the other side of the lake.

"Sorry I dragged you into this" you said. Spy shock his head.

"No need to. I got used to work following me, besides those two fools need help. I mean, look at them"

You looked accost the lake, only to spot Scout runing away from the sawn, as Miss Pauling was trying to catch it. You started to chukle at this hilarious scene. Seeing you smile, made Spy smiled too as he lifted your hand and kissed it softly. You blushed and started staring at him. At that moment, you noticed two men standing at the edge of the garden.

"Is it them?" Spy asked not turning his head.

"Yes. They have the briefsace"

"Which one?"

"The one on the left, in grey suit and black hat"

Two man started to walk separate ways. The man you described started to walk your way.

"We need to get Miss Paulings attention..."

This is when you got close to Spy.

"Kiss me."

"What?"

"Just do it. It's the part of the plan"

That's when the Spy walked up to you and kissed you on the lips, at that moment you wanted to stay like that but you had to stick to the plan. That was the moment you pushed him away and stood up.

"Oh my lords Louis! On da first date! Howww dare youuuu!" You shouted, causing the man in the suit to stop and causing Scout and Miss P to look at you and notice the guy. They both stepped aside and you nodded at her.

"Ya realllyyy think, I can be kisssed soooo soon! Shammee!" You started to act. Spy quickly picked up what you have in mind, he rolled his eyes and joined.

"But my love! I caaarrrre about you! How could you brrrreak da kisss!!"

"Because I know you love my sisterrrrrr!"

You and Spy tried very hard not to laugh as the guy in the suit seemed to be watching the 'drama'. At that moment, you noticed Scout trying to grab the briefcase out of his hands.

"That is not trrrueee!"

"It is, ya wanna know how I know? Because secretly, I'M MY SISTERRRR!"

The man in the suit dropped the briefcase after hearing such "twist". Meanwhile, you noticed Spy's face, trying not to laugh.

"So now! Be gone!" You started to run away.

"NON! Mon cher, comee back to meee!" Spy chased after you. Soon you both stumble into the rose maze, finally starting to laugh.

" 'I'm my sister?' Really? That was the best twist you could come up with?"

"Come on, Spy, I improvising. At least it worked"

"Worked perfectly" you continued to smile as the Spy approached you.

"Yet I think I owe you.."

"Owe? Owe me what?" You asked. This is when Spy leaned down to you, lowering his voice.

"Better kiss..."

He kissed you (again) in the lips but this time you didn't push him away. You put hands around his neck, as both of you enjoyed every second of it. When you stoped you looked up, and put hand over his cheek, he did the same.

"No bad" you said.

Spy chukled as you two were standing, gazing at each other. Soon Scout and Pauling catched up to you.

"We have the briefsace!!!" Scout shouted.

"And that guy won't chase us. Let's say I gave him some sleeping toxins, so he should wake up in two hours. Thanks for the help by the way!"

"No problem. Glad we could help" you answered.

"Soo" Scout interrupted "You two are a thing orrrr"

"Well um...-"

"What about you two? Don'tthink I didn't saw this embarrassing kiss" Spy asked.

On those words both Scout and Paulings face got completely red, and both of them started to speak, and make excuses or speak more nonsense.

"Haha! M-Maybe let's get the briefsace back to the base! C-Come on Socut. Commmme on!"

"Whaa-!" Scout shouted as he was once again dragged away.

Both of you stayed completely alone, around the roses. Spy took one of them, and gave it to you.

"For you...ma petite fleur"

"Thank you...Louis" you joked.

Spy rolled his eyes and kissed you once again, under the bright light of the moon...

[Anddd the end!! What do you think! I hope you liked it!💀🌌]

Is it possible for a spy x reader, your fanfic righting is on another level and I love it.

-Anon ✨️

[Yooo! Thank you so much! I'm really glad you enjoy my writing! 💀💙]

Ma petite fleur

◇ TF2 Spy x Reader [romantic]

◇ there is part 2 to this

"You finally arrived"

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.

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...

Part 2 - Ma petite fleur: Garden

[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 💀]

How to Seduce the TF2 Mercs

Scout

Pay attention to him. Give him genuine compliments and honest feedback. He wants to feel loved and like he's worth someone's time.

Kisses and physical affection. Mans thinks about the time you put your hand on his shoulder for weeks.

Just say you love him, man. He's been overlooked his whole life.

Soldier

Take him seriously- don't belittle him or make jokes about how he views the world. He knows he's a little crazy but he is genuinely trying his best to make the world a better place.

Defend him!!! If someone shit talks him, punch that motherfucker in the jaw!!

Honest discussions with you asking a lot of questions, take the time to get to know him and you'll have a defender for the rest of your life.

Pyro

Much like with Soldier, defend them and take the time to get to know them.

Gifts, gifts, gifts!!! Give them gifts!

Be a little flirty ;> don't baby them! Treat them like the adult they are!

Demoman

Bro just ask to fuck. He'll probably say yes.

He loves a bold mf that knows how to take what they want. Come on to him, buy him a drink, and ask if he's got any company for the night.

If you're going for something a little more long term, just remove the sleeping aspect. Just say you're interested in getting to know him you'll most likely get a date and see how things go.

Engineer

He's a sucker for practical use gifts (i.e. mechanical oil, a new wrench, etc) or sentimental gifts (photograph of you two, love letters)

Call him handsome! Call him pretty and a gentleman! Appeal to that cowboy energy and treat him all respectful like and you'll definitely catch his interest.

If you're not the type to do all that song and dance, go the opposite route. Stump him with a logistic problem and tease him about it. He'll nonstop think about you for months and bitch about you to his sentries.

Heavy

Mikhail likes hotheads and determined people, someone who's not afraid to fight if the situation comes to it.

Ask him about general things and slowburn that mf about nice conversations until you two can talk about personal things.

Ask him to help you clean your guns! Ask him weaponry questions about what would suit you better in the field!

Medic

GET THIS MAN SOME ORGANS. GET HIM SOME FUNDING!!!! get him a lil lovebirddddd

Take the time to get to know his birds and if the birds like you, Medic automatically likes you more.

Take an interest in his medical discoveries and his life! He's a prime yapper and wants to t a l k. That's why he never shuts up when doing surgery.

Spy

Romance him traditionally, to be honest. Keep it classy and court him like the romantic he is. Roses placed in his locker, prime dinners delivered to his door, BE A ROMANTIC ABOUT IT.

If you can't dance, ask him to teach you "for a mission" (He will know that you're the one behind all the flirtatious gestures bc he's SPY)

Butter up that man like he's a piece of toast. Handsome young man who captured your heart and holds it hostage. Classy gentleman that could get away with world domination with gorgeous eyes like that.

Sniper

Don't come on too strong, he's a bristly one. Be calm and casual. Hit him with that friends to lovers.

He's more of a tough nut to crack and insecure of if you actually like him, so be sure to flood his mind with ambiguous hints when you think you see signs of him showing interest in you.

To really seal yourself in his heart, spend a lot of quality time with him! Go camping, hunting, fishing, driving, anything that gets the both of you alone and quiet.