Sniper Tf2 - Blog Posts
Watch out there may be gay pizza around!
Every time I see this dude (Leonard Nimoy) my mind just tells me he’s literally sniper tf2 irl and anyone could just use this dude as a reference for tf2 sniper fanart lol
they’re the same thing
Yk how sniper’s face is long?
so I always thought of this..
Sniper borzoi
nemesnipehimforu 🥺
nemekillhimforu kermie 🥺
What sniper actually looks like btw for people who don’t know what sniper looks like:
My girlfriend drawn this!! Absolutely in love with her and her drawings
something about finding safety in a bed that's long been empty
Spoiler! Will finish animatic closer to mid-September.
wings of fire/tf2 ... is this too crazy of an au? i hope not. me and my friend have been developing it for a few months but we only have the two set designs so far :)
i have a lot of fun making these and thinking of who would be what species. medic is up next i think, he's a nightwing.
The people demand more silly tf2
here take these redraws i never posted
and some doodles i never posted
a repurposed BLU & RED team merge comic into a fix tf2 propaganda
Fuck you *makes speedingbullet as cats*
squeal
speedingbullet dump bc yeah.
I can't. I just can't watch peoples Sniper artwork. I DON'T FEEL WORTHY SEEING THEM!! YOU GUYS DRAW HIM SO GOOD!!! HE LOOKS AMAZING!!! THEY JUST ARE TOO MAGNIFICENT!!! AND I GET TO SEE IT??? FOR FREE?????? AUGH!!!
Hello bestie
sniper MARRIAGE headcanons?????
¿por favor 🥺?
[*sigh* How could I NOT do it 🤌]
TF2 Sniper x Reader Marriage headcanons [romantic]:
> Marriage is important thing. It shows how two people love and trust each other deeply, caring about another, knowing their partner, loving them for perfections and imperfections. And it was something Sniper value.
> For Sniper marriage is a HUGE step. You'd have to date him for... 5-6 years to even think about something like that. Luckily for you, you are someone special for Sniper, who was happiest man on earth when wedding happend
> At first he would be kinda nervous, maybe even anxious about it. It is a huge step after all, and he didn't wanted to fall into canyon making it. He might even regret it. Not that he doesn't love you, but in a way that something might change, and he prefers when things...stay the same.
> He is going to wake up before you do, occasionally make you something before he heads over to work. It won't be anything fancy, nah. Something easy, simple and fast to make, but he puts a lot of work into it, he cooks you something that is probably much better than 5 minute microwave garbage.
> He plans a date for your once a month, to spend proper time with you alone, far away from people. He just wants to be with you and only you.
> He will be much more comfortable with taking his clothes off around you, and show you his scars. Around you he feels....free and With you, he doesn't have to look behind his back every second, he doesn't have to be fully focused, stressed all the time. With you, he can lie back on the bed, close his eyes and relax
> You two gonna have your own inside joke or tradition, like you taking his hat so he has to kiss you to get it back
> Low voice sneak attacks! Oh he knowsss you love his voice. If you are doing anything, from cleaning to reading a book, he will lean over your shoulder and in a quiet voice tell you about his day. It feels more personal to him when he can tell you about his thoughts when he is this close to you
> Nicknames my dear, you wil gain more of them for sure!
> People told him how his smile is "creppy" or "weird" , it's a reason why he doesn't smile to people with his teeth, but around you, he just can't help but but to turn his frown upside down
> This man would fucking die for you or throw himself at a crocodile with nothing more than a razor blade and a piece of chicken. He wants you to feel safe around him, knowing that no matter what happens he will be with you.... while aiming a sniper rifle at anyone who even breaths at you wrong.
> He observed his parents when he was little, he watched how they laughe, argue, scream, cry and love each other for many years. He sometimes thought what would it be like to be someone's someone, now he does... thanks to you.
I had this idea and I NEED to get it out
Ofc feel free to ignore this tho
Sniper x gn other team reader who seems to always figure out where he is. It's like they have this weird spidey sense type thing. Like, they'll look directly into his scope or fire a warning shot next to him when he hasn't seen them yet.
Maybe they've even sniped him once with like a handgun or something cuz he pissed them off
Like I can imagine how much of a loop it would throw him through
Also, if he could be a pining loser, that would be great
Ooh also what if he also noticed how they're particularly brutal with the rest of his team but not him (examples above) because they have a soft spot for / crush on him too
[I can't express how MUCH I love this idea! Thank you for this ask it was fun to write it! Have fun reading!]
Warning shots
◇ TF2 Sniper x GN!Reader [crush]
Badlands, where setting sun gives you third degree burns and gravel is treated like gold, a place where lays control point, ready to be taken over by one of the two teams, and belive when I say, it is no easy thing to do. The point was active for some time now, but no one on the teams managed to get it before they were shot down, dying in their own pool of blood and coming back to life, trying all over again.
Meanwhile Sniper was on his was to changes places to confuse his opponents, firing from high place, his scope scanning the corners and waiting for some idiot to take a peek and find themselves with a bullet in their skull.
Another warning shoot. This time bullet made a hole in his hat. Bugger. How?? He just got here! He didn't even fired his weapon! What kind of six sense bullshit is this! Alright, alright... there is no time to think about it, he has a job that needs to be done. Again, he decided to change his position, walking to the comple opposite side of the war zone.
"Steady... Steady..." Sniper mumbled to himself while aiming at the enemy Heavy's head. Then BAM, bullet hit, creating hole in wooden plank next to his head. Sniper moved away from the window, completely caught off guard. He was sure it was a good spot and none one will be able to find him this quickly ! No matter. He decided to change his position, it was not a good idea to try to shoot again from the same spot when someone knew he was there. He passed Engineer's nest and found for himself better spot to try again. He aimed carefully, grinned when dot from his scope pointed on Medic's head and-...
Bang!
He found much better spot this time, far away from the control point but close enough for him to land every shoot. Finally, he can continue his job without any surprises. Sniper looked through his scope and noticed- You. He was ready to pull the trigger when suddenly you turned your head to the left and looked directly at him. Sniper felt weird tingle on his neck. Did...Did you noticed him? No... it's impossible, he is too far away! But there you were, staring directly into his scope, completely aware of his current position. Were you the one who knew where he had always been? His eyebrows knit together, as he was aiming at your head, but you were quicker and pullet trigger on your handgun, shooting Sniper right into the shoulder three times.
Sniper did the only reasonable thing, which was running away to find the closests med kit. As he was runing he thought about....this. This weird treatment you were giving him. Besides Pyro and Solider you are one of the most violent mercenary on your team, always finishing your targets in the most brutal and extreme way possible, and yet you, of all people, were giving him warning shoots! Twice ! It was....strange...
This situation for you two was a tradition at this point. Whenever Sniper was trying to shoot someone down, you were there to send your bullet ricochet next to him, suddenly shout "Sniper ahead!!" and let rest of your team know he is watching. Or you'll turn around and stare at him as if you were saying "I always know where you are."
It annoyed him. His ego was damaged now, because of you and your stupid abnormal senses. Only times he could get a kill at this point was when you were respawning or when enemy Spy failed to backstab him. Was he even allowed to call himself a professional now?? You were now his biggest priority on the battlefield, he was constantly waiting for you to show up just to land a shoot on you. Not even to kill you, even a simple bruse was enough for him. It trapped him into a tunel vision that resulted in him dying several times to the rest of your team.
Well.
Sniper was aiming at respawn machine, waiting for you to come out. He didn't even hear footsteps creeping up behind him. He only realized someone was behind him when he was pulled by the shoulder, and pinned against the wall by- you!
How-
When-
Looks like Sniper forgot that this respawn had two exits. You were holding him for...quite a while not. Both of you stared at each other, not moving an inch.
...
...
...
...
This was akward.
....what the bloody hell was that?!
Sniper felt sweat on his eyebrows and how his face is getting warmer from the embarrassed. You smirked before letting him go and you-
Just-
Walked away...
He should be dead! But you just decided to spare him? Why??? And that look on your face... He always saw you stare at him, but only now he saw your eyes up close...they looked... surprisingly pleasant to look at.
Now you're stuck in his head. Constantly teasing each other with shots and looks. Sniper felt better, knowing he wouldn't be butchered by you like the rest of his team. Was he this special? Were you...special to him? Each thought about you made his cheeks shine in pink and clouded mind with this weird soft feeling. But don't think only he did! Ha! Come on, it was obvious you have soft spot for this Australian man. It was not hard to miss when you shredded enemy team like nothing, and only Sniper was able to somehow "Get away" or just "Suddenly disappeared". The tingling, almost spider like sense made you detect him like on radar, which was the reason why you found it so hard to not think about him.
You two found a reeallllly interesting way to flirt with each other heh.
Can we see a fic with Sniper angst? He's my skrunkle and I want to put him in a blender.
[𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾!𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀!💀🌌]
𝖶𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾.
✩ Tf2 Sniper [warning: angst, mentions of death, blood, respawn effect ]
Cold wind blow at Sniper's face as he walked back to his van after successful misson on Double Corss. It was tough battle, they were close to loosing this one, fortunately Scout manage to secure intelligence at the last second. It was one of the longest battles for Sniper yet, his back was full on new scars from Spy's butterfly knife, his hands were tried from constantly reloading his rifle. Finally he opened doors to his van, and put away his tools. He was too tried to take a bath, his muscles refused to do any task, rest was the only thing his body craved. Sniper took his battle uniform off, to change to something more light. After he changed, without a thought he layed down on his bed, closing his tried eyes and falling asleep.
Suddenly Sniper woke up to loud bang outside. Without a thought he grabed his kukri and slowly opened the door. He walked outside, shaking a bit from cold, looking aroud the source of loud noise. It was hard to see anything because around him thick fog started to form. He shook his head, before mumbling to himself.
"It was probably a wind..."
He turned around but this time bang was louder. He turned around quickly and noticed someone running away, without a thought Sniper run after them. Who was that? Was it Scout trying to prank him? Someone from the BLU Team wanting to take a revenge on him? He run, as fast as could, his vision focused on mysterious figure, when suddenly he triped over something. He was already pissed that someone woke him up in the middle of the night, and that someone just got away with it, so he quickly stood up and kicked whatever made him trip. At this moment his rage evaporated, as he looked down at the thing that made him fall. It was...his own dead body. He backed away and stepped into puddle of blood. He turned around only to see his body penetrated by the arrow, pinned to the wall as blood was dripping down on dark wooden floor. Sniper froze in place, i mean what would you do if you saw your own body like this? This is when he heard another bang, this time it was closer. In that moment another body feel through the doorframe, with bullet hole in his chest, choking on it's own blood before freezing in place, with eyes staring straight at the floor. Sniper backed away, not sure what to do. What to do? Run. Run! This is what was in Sniper's head right now, he needed to run to hide, to survive. Each step he took, another bang was heard, and another body apeared in front of him. His body. Dead body. He noticed an old wooden door in front of him. As he run towards them he heard footsteps behind him, getting closer and closer, as if someone or something was chasing after him. He heard a bang and bullet missed his ear by inch. Someone was shooting at him! He ran, as fast as he could, just to reach that door, to hide, to take cover, anything! Finally he managed to close door behind him, he quickly formed small blockade with wooden boxes he found to prevent whoever was after him to enter the room.
He looked around, noticing he was in the respawn room. It was always the safe place for his team, place where they can heal or gather necessary things, argue, plan things but now, he was there alone. Only noise he heard was air blowing from the ventilation system. He never wondered before how it all works, how is it possible that he can just apear again, alive and continue to live as if death didn't exist for him, but the longer he stood in that room, the more he craved the answer. Small drop of water feel on his head, then another...and another. He looked up, to see broken pipe, bit also something next to it. A fuse box, stuck to the ceiling with warning sign painted on it. Sniper reached his hand up and opened it revealing- a button. A simple red button. He wanted to press it- but... should he? What does it even do? Is it worth to take the risk? But he had to know....he needed to know how is possible that each time bullet takes his life away, he always manages to come back as if nothing had happened. Silence filled the room, air blowing from the ventilation, drops continuing to fall on his head, as he slowly moved his hand close to the button. Drop....drop....drop.....
. . .
He did it.
Sniper was hold his hand up, after pressing the button. He looked around wondering if this action changed anything but nothing was happening for a long while. This is when something started to drop on his face again, it wasn't pure and clean like water, instead it was dark and red...it was blood. The button he pressed started to melt, soon falling on his face as if someone pour bucket of water at him. He rub hands against his face to rub it off, cursing as his vision now turned red.
When he finnaly was able to see he realized he was outside again, now surrounded not by two or four corpses, but hundreds of them, all in deferent positions, all killed in deferent ways. This is when he heard a whistling behind him, he turned around to see figure walking towards him. Each step figure made was filling Sniper with fear. Why? Why was he so scared of it? He is a mercenarie, a hired killer! So why is he so scared of....dying. he died before so why is he so scared of it now. Maybe it was a thought he held in his head for a really long time, a scenario he wanted to hide deep in his head, wishing to never consider such possibility again but here it was again this sick question in his brain, scenario what if. And as he started at that figure approaching him he asked himself: What if I won't come back this time?
BANG
Bullet missed his cheek by inches, forcing Sniper to back away. He left fear for the first time, realising what he has done. He needs to run. RUN! He isn't going to respawn again, when he is shoot he is dead, there is no coming back, only....nothing. Sniper run as fast as he could stepping over his own corpses, splashing his boots in the puddles of blood. He noticed something in front of him, it was his van! All he needed to do is to get inside, start the engine, drive away and he will be safe again. Soon he felt something grabbing his leg. When he looked down he noticed it was one of hia corpses, then another one moved reaching for his arm. It didn't take long for Sniper to realized that they all are moving towards him, screeching and screaming at the same time. He panicked and started to run again, this time faster than before, struggling to move as another hand grabbed him by his arms or legs pulling him back. It went for so long... so agonising long... for Sniper it felt as if he was running for hours, he was close yet so far away from his only way out of this situation, each step feeling more and more heavy when suddenly he was pulled back with great force. He was pinned to the ground, as mysterious figure who was hunting all this time walked up to him, holding the same kukri he walked out with outside. He looked up only to see huge knife swing up and with all force down, slashing his neck. One swing, two swing, blood splashed everywhere. Sniper let out loud scream of pain, scared of what's to come. He can't respawn, he won't be able to come back. There was no going back, all he could do now was to close his eyes...
When he opened them again he was greet with....nothing. Nothing but black void. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe. He felt like fire was burning his skin off, like he was drowing in deepest part of the sea, alone, helpless. Make it stop, MAKE IT STOP! What is this place?! It's agony to be here! LET HIM GO!
"DON'T LET ME DIE!" Sniper screamed. He quickly stood up hitting his head on the ceiling of the van. He took a deep breath, slowly realizing that is now back in his bed, sweating, tears runing down his cheeks, heart beating wildly. Was it- another hallucinations? Sniper pinched himself, once, twice, then he hit his arm over to wall. Yup, this pain was real, he was real, he wasn't dead. For a while Sniper sit on his bed, staring at the floor, breathing in and out to calm himself or at least understand what was that. A nightmare. It was a all a dream, it wasn't real.
He spend another thirty minutes, laying down on bed thinking about it, soon slowly forgetting most of this nightmare. He began to wonder what caused this? Overworking? Stress? A warning? Or maybe his consciousness I tried to tell him something...
At this point Sniper was too tried to think about it any longer, he decided to go back to sleep, this time, fortunately, not getting any nightmares for the rest of the night, which was good, because he needed to wake up to his job tomorrow, to start the cycle of fighting, dying respawning again. And again...and again....and again....and again....and again....and again.
[This request was something deferent for me, it was the first time for me to write something like that so I do hope you liked this story and it's theme 💀]
Bush with flowers
◇ Tf2 Sniper x reader [crushing on Sniper]
You made a salad for yourself today. It took you a while, but it was definitely worth it. There's no way you're going to eat what Solider cooked for lunch today. If you can call it dinner at all. Walking to your room, you thought about Sniper. He wasn't there today (probably to avoid Solider) and even if he wasn't the most talkative person, you still enjoyed his presence.
"Maybe i can bring him some. I bet he's hungry" you thought to yourself.
Later you went outside with a bowl in your hands, walking towards the Sniper's van. Today was a really hot sunny day and only a few small clouds were visible in the sky. You walked past Pyro, who was setting things on fire (Engi had asked him to do it outside) and waved at him. You heard a small, happy "Mhmm!" as they waved back at you. Soon you arrived at the Snipers' van. You knocked on the door but no one answered. You knocked again and this time you heard the sound of something falling to the floor and quickly getting up. After a few seconds the van door was opened by a tall Australian man.
"Hello Sni-" You wanted to greet him, but were interrupted by a large knife pointed straight at your face.
"Hmm...What are ya doin' in here." He asked with a suspicious look.
"HEY wow! I just came here to bring you some food. I thought you might be hungry"
His eyes went up and down several times, scanning you like a machine. It took him a while, but he quickly came to the conclusion that it was really you and put the knife down.
"It is you. I just had to be sure if it is real you. That bloody Spy won't fool me again like he did the last time."
"So you want it?" You asked, rasing the bowl up.
"I ain't hungry. I've already had dinner" He replied, tapping his finger over the door, ready to close them.
"No, you didn't. I haven't seen you in the kitchen all day, and you're not going to convince me that you were so hungry and desperate that you ate whatever Solider made, so in fact no, you didn't ate" He looked at you a little annoyed, but sighed, going back inside, leaving the door opened up for you.
"Come on in."
You smiled and walked into his van. You were never too interested to explore it's insides before, not after hearing from Scout that it smelled like piss and a rotten corpse. And he was half right, the smell wasn't that great, but it wasn't as bad as you expected. You looked around, noticing his weapons hanging on the walls, empty jars, small animal bones and teeth, a few books and a picture of him and his parents next to a scruffy bed.
"Sorry for all that mess, I wasn't expectin' company today." saying that he cleared the small coffee table next to his bed.
"It's fine, really. I think it's really lovely," You said and smiled at him, sitting down in your seat and placing the salad bowl on the table.
"Ya made it yourself?" he asked.
"Yes. It may not be the best, but I hope you enjoy it," as you said this, Sniper took a bite with slight hesitation. He narrowed his eyes as he chewed and looked at you from under his hat.
"Hm. It's good"
You looked at him confused.
"Really? I can like, try make it taste better with some sauce or-"
"No. I mean it. It's good as it is. Yesh, I'm kinda glad i waited and didn't try get something myself"
You blushed a bit. Hearing such kind words from him was something you really appreciated because you knew that unlike Medic he meant it. After your meal you two looked up at each other.
"Thank mate. It was really good." he gave you small but genuine smile.
"No problem. I'm glad you enjoyed it" you stood up and as you were on your way to walked out through the door, he spoke up.
"Hey uh. I... if you aren't busy, then maybe we can talk?"
"Talk?"
"Yes, I want to know how you made this salad taste so delicious. I'd like to know, you know.... Survival skills and all that."
"Sure! Then first you need to-"
"Wait. Not here"
You blushed as he put his two fingers in your lips.
"Follow me"
You went outside and stopped as he started to climb the ladder to get to the top of his van.
"Aye ya comin' or what?"
You froze for a moment, looking at his face, before shaking your head and climbing up behind him.
You soon sat down next to him, gazing at the sun slowly setting behind the mountains of sand and Pyro, setting wooden crates on fire in the distance. You took a deep breath of the cold wind that was slowly blowing against your face.
"It's really beautiful"
"Yes, and thanks again for the meal. You didn't have to, but you brought me something to eat anyway. Why?"
"I thought of you, after all you are my teammate. At the end of the day, we have to look out for each other."
"Mhm. I guess you're right" He took off his hat and lay down on the roof.
You felt really calm, and knowing that he wanted to spend time with you filled your heart with joy. When you looked at him, you noticed that he had something in his hair. You reached out to get rid of it when he suddenly grabbed your hand, holding it tightly.
"What aye you doing?" he asked.
"Sorry! You just have something in your hair and- um. Sorry."
"Eh...It's fine. You can do whatever you want. I don't care. Just don't pull my hair like grass. I want to rest," he let go of your hand, laying his head down again and closing his eyes.
You sat there, not knowing what to do, when you finally slowly reached out to touch his messy hair. He flinched slightly but remained on the ground. You smiled, playing with his short hair and looked at the stunning view of the dessert.
You had fun spending time with him and hoped he felt the same. The day really couldn't have ended any better.
[Hello there dear reader! If you enjoyed it remember that if you want to see more story's just ask me! I would like to see your ideas and requests! Idea and request taken from: @zeldot ]
Strange ask, but I guess they are pretty cool now that I look at em!! He tried to get the Polaroid from me after he saw the flash but I managed to get away with it heheh >:33
I finally got to visit Snipes after moving in with the sins!! I uh.. might’ve scared him a bit by hanging from the roof of his camper tho.. -v-“”
(AU credit to @ionlypostmymeemocs ! ^v^)
fold him up like a camping chair
back at it again
punk shiperscout designs + punk soldier!!! :D!! tf2 punk au goes crazy
These are some TF2 References that I've made! I've also posted them on Twitter If y'all are interested! I hope this helps you draw the mercs a bit easier, I know it's definitely helped me out!!!
In the crosshairs
For @oblique-lane.
I will never get tired of saying it: 'Anomaly Diversion' is worth reading. And once again, I urge you to read this genius fic.
I'm being held in the basement, help me.
I almost never make original posts but I had a genius idea for a video last night