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lets get this rolling :D
Demoman likes being asphyxiated. Maybe one day he fucks it up on his own and has to go to Medic. After some awkward conversation, Medic offers indulge him in a safer environment.
idk go nuts as long as it involves demo getting choked out by medic
Demoman likes being asphyxiated. Maybe one day he fucks it up on his own and has to go to Medic. After some awkward conversation, Medic offers indulge him in a safer environment.
idk go nuts as long as it involves demo getting choked out by medic
!cw gore? dubious consent? sorry about me. but tbh. hard core pet play featuring speech restriction and amputation, anyone but scout/pyro, bonus points for not revealing the pyros face or expanding on their character at all or as little as possible
OOOhhhhh!!! Gore needs to be in more fanfics tbh. I second this one!! Id love to read me some gore >U
medic finds out about heavys foot fetish :)
* kicks the door in * MY TIME HAS COME
Though this is my NOTP but hell the need for foot fetish is way too strong to resist... We'll see if something comes out at some point '3'
Though this is my NOTP but hell the need for foot fetish is way too strong to resist... We'll see if something comes out at some point '3'
Edited 2015-06-10 15:41 (UTC)
pyro+sniper friendship?
id like to see a situation where sniper is one of the only people besides engie who can consistently understand the pyromaniac, so they hang out a lot.
id like to see a situation where sniper is one of the only people besides engie who can consistently understand the pyromaniac, so they hang out a lot.
OP here again
no...?
then lets try again with maybe one of these kinks? http://i.imgur.com/SI59G11.png (from the F-List I used for ideas)
I'd prefer it consent and if one wants can also leave pyros gender unkown (otherwise male if possible)
no...?
then lets try again with maybe one of these kinks? http://i.imgur.com/SI59G11.png (from the F-List I used for ideas)
I'd prefer it consent and if one wants can also leave pyros gender unkown (otherwise male if possible)
The support classes are being kept prisoner by the enemy team, while shackled up and locked in a small cell, they go from bickering with each other to releasing sexual tension in a glorious manage et trois.
oooo i like! Seconded!!!!!
How about some "crammed in the cab, can't wait long enough to get a room, fogging up the windows, rocking the whole vehicle" truck sex featuring Engie and a partner of choice?
omegaverse with sniper/scout. Everything consentual please :3
ahhh sniperxscout is my fav pairing ;v; anything with them is perf, i hope someone writes thiiiisss
Admin/Hale/Pauling/Bidwell
Doms Admin and Hale have a meeting with their assistant subs and orgy ensues.
Doms Admin and Hale have a meeting with their assistant subs and orgy ensues.
I'd love to see a merc (not scout) being threatened into consent and then molested (over and under their clothes). Bonus points for highlighting their shame and embarrassment.
i hope this is okay? sort of realizing i didn't quite nail the threatened part, but still. enjoy.
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He didn’t remember agreeing to this.
He did, but he didn’t.
It was all a haze. He remembered the taste of Johnnie Walker Black Label on his lips and the dark of the mixing room he worked in, raw materials scattered across his work table. Spy’s face had been masked by cigarette smoke, and his words accented in too heavy of French to understand.
“You insisted,” Spy whispered to him now. Demo might have been able to overpower him were he not too drunk to try. He wasn’t so drunk that this would be all a blur tomorrow though. Oh no. He would remember this in the morning. Heaven help him, he would remember.
“You begged for it.” Tall and terrible with cologne soured by the scent of smoke, the Spy cornered Demo against the wall. His gloved fingers squeezed at Demo’s cock through his clothes. It was such brusque touch, too forceful with no care as to whether it was painful or not.
Demo turned his face away. “Enough,” He whispered.
“That’s not what you said last night.” Spy laughed at him.
He didn’t remember agreeing to that though. He wouldn’t have agreed to it? Would he? He felt his face burning with a flush of shame. Spy was reaching for his belt, undoing the buckle with knowing hands.
Demo considered trying to push him off, he really did, but he found his fingers trembling and shaking. He was no good at this, this up-close and personal stuff. Not in the bedroom and not on the battle ground. There was a reason he threw bombs and stood back to watch them blow. If he could get as far away from this situation as possible he would, but he felt so weak.
A fresh shame creeped up the back of his neck as Spy dipped his fingers into Demo’s black pants. Demo whimpered, whining low in his throat. “…be… be careful.” He whispered. If there was no other way out of this, he might as well ensure it ended well for him; were that possible.
Spy only laughed, grasping him roughly through his boxers. “You like it rough though, non?” Spy didn’t tease him so much as torment him, vulgarly grabbing and squeezing in a way more aggressive than sexual. The worst of it was when he grabbed Demo’s balls through the cloth of his boxers and squeezed them tight. The terrible pain of it made Demoman squirm, attempting in earnest to get away.
“Alors, there it is.” Spy laughed.
He knew what he was doing, the sick French fuck. Maybe it was true. Maybe they had done this last night. Maybe Demo had pleaded for it. The pain had sent blood rushing to his cock and now he was starting to show signs of an erection. How would Spy know he liked to be hurt if he hadn’t agreed to this already?
It was just that he didn’t remember…
It only took a few more painful squeezes and well timed rough strokes before Demo was rock hard. He twisted, face burning red-hot. He hated himself in that moment for wanting more of this. He hated that Spy knew just want to do to turn him on. He hated that he craved the pain in this way. He hated that he hadn’t even felt a hand on his cock yet, just unkind touches through thick fabric, and yet he was still so desperate.
“Do you know how cute you are when you beg?” Spy asked him. He slid his hand away and to Demo’s great humiliation he actually missed the touch. The spy brought his hand to his own mouth and bit down on the tip of his gloved fingers. He pulled his hand free, and spit the glove aside. It was flesh that reached back down to find bare flesh. He slid his hand under the waistband of Demo’s underwear.
Demo could not help the way his hips jerked forward to meet Spy’s fingers, though he found himself ashamed at his own eagerness. Demo whined again, and the noise indicated just how pathetic he felt in that moment. He was weak to Spy’s advances.
“Beg,” Spy whispered.
Demo wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t be humiliated like that.
Spy teased the head of his hard cock ever-so gently, with a subtle fingertip tracing over the soft sensitive skin. Demo’s low whine turned out into a flat out whimper and his traitorous body jolted with the pleasure of it, lit alive and wanting more. The tips of his ears and back of his neck were hot with a blush. He couldn’t believe himself. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. If anyone caught them…
Demo cried out, an actual cry, like he might suddenly burst into sobs. Lord, if anyone caught them he would never be able to show his face among the other mercs again.
“Hurry,” He whispered. His words were thick with his own accent and the booze he drank made him slur.
Spy only teased him more, eliciting more sob like cries. “Beg.”
Demo didn’t want to. God he didn’t want to. But they had to get this over with less someone come stumbling upon them. It was panic that gripped him and forced the words from his throat, not need.
“Please,” he whimpered. He could feel hot tears burning behind his eyes. It wasn’t bad enough that he was doing this but he was actually begging for it to? Demo had been through hell and back, he’d lost an eye for fucks sake. He’d done some damnedable things in his time but this took the cake. His humiliation was raw and ripe and he felt so fucking ashamed, but onward he begged. “Please, please… gods, Spy, please.”
It seemed as though Spy took pity on him, because all at once his feather light teases turned into a rough snatch of Demo’s cock. He yanked on the sensitive flesh of it dry with no spit or lube to ease the way. It ached, and it hurt, but Demo loved it. Flushed with shame and embarrassment regarding his own preferences, he arched his back into the pain and let himself love it.
His orgasm was one big ache, burning through him from the pit of his belly out the tip of his cock. He came, making a mess in his boxers and on Spy’s hand. Demo’s breath was uneven, and his muscles clenched and spasmed until he felt weak. It hurt, but it was done. He shoved Spy off of him.
Fumbling with his fingers he tried to do his belt buckle up again, but he couldn’t see the notches through the blur of his tears. He cursed Spy to the depths of hell in the back of his mind.
“You really don’t remember agreeing to this?” Spy asked curiously. He produced a handkerchief from seeming nowhere to whip the jizz from his hand.
Demo didn’t deign that with a reply. He turned a cold shoulder to the Frenchman and would have started walking if his knees didn’t feel week.
Spy laughed, softly at first, but his cruel laughter grew. “That’s because you didn’t. Don’t get so drunk next time, mon amor. You are too easy to take advantage of when you’re drunk…”
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He didn’t remember agreeing to this.
He did, but he didn’t.
It was all a haze. He remembered the taste of Johnnie Walker Black Label on his lips and the dark of the mixing room he worked in, raw materials scattered across his work table. Spy’s face had been masked by cigarette smoke, and his words accented in too heavy of French to understand.
“You insisted,” Spy whispered to him now. Demo might have been able to overpower him were he not too drunk to try. He wasn’t so drunk that this would be all a blur tomorrow though. Oh no. He would remember this in the morning. Heaven help him, he would remember.
“You begged for it.” Tall and terrible with cologne soured by the scent of smoke, the Spy cornered Demo against the wall. His gloved fingers squeezed at Demo’s cock through his clothes. It was such brusque touch, too forceful with no care as to whether it was painful or not.
Demo turned his face away. “Enough,” He whispered.
“That’s not what you said last night.” Spy laughed at him.
He didn’t remember agreeing to that though. He wouldn’t have agreed to it? Would he? He felt his face burning with a flush of shame. Spy was reaching for his belt, undoing the buckle with knowing hands.
Demo considered trying to push him off, he really did, but he found his fingers trembling and shaking. He was no good at this, this up-close and personal stuff. Not in the bedroom and not on the battle ground. There was a reason he threw bombs and stood back to watch them blow. If he could get as far away from this situation as possible he would, but he felt so weak.
A fresh shame creeped up the back of his neck as Spy dipped his fingers into Demo’s black pants. Demo whimpered, whining low in his throat. “…be… be careful.” He whispered. If there was no other way out of this, he might as well ensure it ended well for him; were that possible.
Spy only laughed, grasping him roughly through his boxers. “You like it rough though, non?” Spy didn’t tease him so much as torment him, vulgarly grabbing and squeezing in a way more aggressive than sexual. The worst of it was when he grabbed Demo’s balls through the cloth of his boxers and squeezed them tight. The terrible pain of it made Demoman squirm, attempting in earnest to get away.
“Alors, there it is.” Spy laughed.
He knew what he was doing, the sick French fuck. Maybe it was true. Maybe they had done this last night. Maybe Demo had pleaded for it. The pain had sent blood rushing to his cock and now he was starting to show signs of an erection. How would Spy know he liked to be hurt if he hadn’t agreed to this already?
It was just that he didn’t remember…
It only took a few more painful squeezes and well timed rough strokes before Demo was rock hard. He twisted, face burning red-hot. He hated himself in that moment for wanting more of this. He hated that Spy knew just want to do to turn him on. He hated that he craved the pain in this way. He hated that he hadn’t even felt a hand on his cock yet, just unkind touches through thick fabric, and yet he was still so desperate.
“Do you know how cute you are when you beg?” Spy asked him. He slid his hand away and to Demo’s great humiliation he actually missed the touch. The spy brought his hand to his own mouth and bit down on the tip of his gloved fingers. He pulled his hand free, and spit the glove aside. It was flesh that reached back down to find bare flesh. He slid his hand under the waistband of Demo’s underwear.
Demo could not help the way his hips jerked forward to meet Spy’s fingers, though he found himself ashamed at his own eagerness. Demo whined again, and the noise indicated just how pathetic he felt in that moment. He was weak to Spy’s advances.
“Beg,” Spy whispered.
Demo wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t be humiliated like that.
Spy teased the head of his hard cock ever-so gently, with a subtle fingertip tracing over the soft sensitive skin. Demo’s low whine turned out into a flat out whimper and his traitorous body jolted with the pleasure of it, lit alive and wanting more. The tips of his ears and back of his neck were hot with a blush. He couldn’t believe himself. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. If anyone caught them…
Demo cried out, an actual cry, like he might suddenly burst into sobs. Lord, if anyone caught them he would never be able to show his face among the other mercs again.
“Hurry,” He whispered. His words were thick with his own accent and the booze he drank made him slur.
Spy only teased him more, eliciting more sob like cries. “Beg.”
Demo didn’t want to. God he didn’t want to. But they had to get this over with less someone come stumbling upon them. It was panic that gripped him and forced the words from his throat, not need.
“Please,” he whimpered. He could feel hot tears burning behind his eyes. It wasn’t bad enough that he was doing this but he was actually begging for it to? Demo had been through hell and back, he’d lost an eye for fucks sake. He’d done some damnedable things in his time but this took the cake. His humiliation was raw and ripe and he felt so fucking ashamed, but onward he begged. “Please, please… gods, Spy, please.”
It seemed as though Spy took pity on him, because all at once his feather light teases turned into a rough snatch of Demo’s cock. He yanked on the sensitive flesh of it dry with no spit or lube to ease the way. It ached, and it hurt, but Demo loved it. Flushed with shame and embarrassment regarding his own preferences, he arched his back into the pain and let himself love it.
His orgasm was one big ache, burning through him from the pit of his belly out the tip of his cock. He came, making a mess in his boxers and on Spy’s hand. Demo’s breath was uneven, and his muscles clenched and spasmed until he felt weak. It hurt, but it was done. He shoved Spy off of him.
Fumbling with his fingers he tried to do his belt buckle up again, but he couldn’t see the notches through the blur of his tears. He cursed Spy to the depths of hell in the back of his mind.
“You really don’t remember agreeing to this?” Spy asked curiously. He produced a handkerchief from seeming nowhere to whip the jizz from his hand.
Demo didn’t deign that with a reply. He turned a cold shoulder to the Frenchman and would have started walking if his knees didn’t feel week.
Spy laughed, softly at first, but his cruel laughter grew. “That’s because you didn’t. Don’t get so drunk next time, mon amor. You are too easy to take advantage of when you’re drunk…”
* cough cough * Well even gore isn't really a kink for me, I think it's kinda cool and stuff. So, anyone else thinking about using Demo's empty eye socket for something useful? What that will ever be, it's up to you guys~
for the obvious one ofc what you were thinking
shit i might just do this...
ok im going to try really hard to do this
ok im going to try really hard to do this
Sniper x Spy, Hatefuck by The Bravery- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=
I really don't mind who's in which role at all.
I'd do this myself but it's well out of my comfort zone for writing DX
I really don't mind who's in which role at all.
I'd do this myself but it's well out of my comfort zone for writing DX
The Heavy is on the winning team and sets out it mow down the enemy during Humiliation time. What happens when he comes across the Medic from the opposing team?
I'm just really interested to see where people would take this, as it'd depend on so many things.
Does the Heavy love the Medic from his own team and hate the way the enemy one is so similar?
Does he heave feelings for his Medic that are completely unrequited, so he projects them on to the other one?
Is he in a relationship with his Medic, but there's things in their relationship he wont let the Heavy do?
Have they been arguing recently and he takes his anger out on the confused enemy?
Does he show mercy?
I'm just really interested to see where people would take this, as it'd depend on so many things.
Does the Heavy love the Medic from his own team and hate the way the enemy one is so similar?
Does he heave feelings for his Medic that are completely unrequited, so he projects them on to the other one?
Is he in a relationship with his Medic, but there's things in their relationship he wont let the Heavy do?
Have they been arguing recently and he takes his anger out on the confused enemy?
Does he show mercy?
ooo I like where this could go, seconded!
Medic is mad crazy for Fem!Heavy and would do legit like anything for her cuz dayum she's uber fine and he doesn't even want anything in reciprocation.
Idk I'd kill for like a dom/sub type thing here? I just love seeing Medic get totally wrecked by a Fem!Heavy and being infatuated with that big beautiful lady who could probably snap him in half. Fem!Heavy having him eat her out? Ye. Fem!Heavy having Medic on his knees begging? Ye. Y'all can go wild i will love anything. B)
Idk I'd kill for like a dom/sub type thing here? I just love seeing Medic get totally wrecked by a Fem!Heavy and being infatuated with that big beautiful lady who could probably snap him in half. Fem!Heavy having him eat her out? Ye. Fem!Heavy having Medic on his knees begging? Ye. Y'all can go wild i will love anything. B)
There are a couple of fanarts (mostly of sniperspy) floating around tumblr of Spy wearing the paper mask to disguise himself, just like in-game. requester!Anon would like to see a Spy taking advantage of this to be in a relationship with Person A. If they're crossfaction, maybe he starts doing it to get around the no-friendship rule, or he has other reasons for wanting to keep it secret.
Either way, the plan works perfectly and Person A sees it as a way to sneak in PDA during battles (taking advantage of a couple on the other team?), and are thrilled that they can kiss the Spy in plain sight with no one the wiser (maybe hurt that the Spy was hiding their relationship if same!faction). Spy may or may not understand why Partner A is so turned on by his mask, but when they're so enthusiastic...
Disguise!kink and voyeurism aspects would be absolutely amazing ((○*´∀｀*)) requester!anon is fond of soldier/spy, pyro/spy and demo/spy (basically all the rarepairs haha) but any pairing the fillee!anon prefers is gr8 *v*
Either way, the plan works perfectly and Person A sees it as a way to sneak in PDA during battles (taking advantage of a couple on the other team?), and are thrilled that they can kiss the Spy in plain sight with no one the wiser (maybe hurt that the Spy was hiding their relationship if same!faction). Spy may or may not understand why Partner A is so turned on by his mask, but when they're so enthusiastic...
Disguise!kink and voyeurism aspects would be absolutely amazing ((○*´∀｀*)) requester!anon is fond of soldier/spy, pyro/spy and demo/spy (basically all the rarepairs haha) but any pairing the fillee!anon prefers is gr8 *v*
Dub-con/non-con - the administrator has her way with a drugged miss Pauling
(Anonymous) 2015-06-27 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)Consent optional, but preferred - maybe the administrator needs to let off some steam and doesn't want miss Pauling to remember.
Re: Dub-con/non-con - the administrator has her way with a drugged miss Pauling
(Anonymous) 2015-07-03 03:47 am (UTC)(link)Seconded, dear god!
So like, when the teams are relocating to new bases, both of the Snipers happen to stop at the same gas station. They have a polite conversation about sniping and shit, with a sexual undertone to it. I don't know, rifle jokes. One of the Snipers invites the other into his van to fuck because he thinks it's obvious they're both down to fuck. The other Sniper accepts the invitation.
Uhh, rough making out leads to rimming and then rough sex. Not like super rough, violent sex though. I'd prefer both Snipers to be reasonably vocal, it'd be weird if they were both just super quiet and shy. I don't have any specific sex positions in mind, so anything should be fine.
Please no slurs or homophobia in general. That's not really something I enjoy in my smut.
Hopefully this isn't too weirdly specific, that's something I always worry about in my kink meme requests.
Uhh, rough making out leads to rimming and then rough sex. Not like super rough, violent sex though. I'd prefer both Snipers to be reasonably vocal, it'd be weird if they were both just super quiet and shy. I don't have any specific sex positions in mind, so anything should be fine.
Please no slurs or homophobia in general. That's not really something I enjoy in my smut.
Hopefully this isn't too weirdly specific, that's something I always worry about in my kink meme requests.
i've been hankering after this rarepair. cross/faction, samefaction, doesn't matter
reposting from tf2chan because this ship needs more love
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I'd also love to read more Soldier/Spy fics in general. I'm a big fan of pairings where the two people are opposites and can't seem to stand each other (hatesex is the best sex. Trufax!), so it's such a pity that there is virtually no Soldier/Spy love in this Fandom.
Here is a prompt for the pairing. Spy and Soldier are fighting in Coldfront or some other freezing place, when an explosion causes them to plummet into an underground cavern and knocks them out.
Soldier's helmet protected his head for the most part and after a few hours he regains consciousness, but Spy won't wake up. It's nighttime, it's so dark it's impossible to see if there is a way out of the carvern, and the temperature has dropped so much that unconsciousness would lead to death.
Maybe Respawn is turned off after ceasefire, maybe Soldier doesn't want to leave a teammate behind even if everybody can be brought back to life, maybe Soldier is simply too insane to realize that Respawn exists. Whatever the reason, Soldier decides to keep Spy alive by "warming him up".
Bonus points if Spy eventually wakes up while Soldier is kissing and caressing his body, but is still only semi-conscious and thinks it's a dream.
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I'd also love to read more Soldier/Spy fics in general. I'm a big fan of pairings where the two people are opposites and can't seem to stand each other (hatesex is the best sex. Trufax!), so it's such a pity that there is virtually no Soldier/Spy love in this Fandom.
Here is a prompt for the pairing. Spy and Soldier are fighting in Coldfront or some other freezing place, when an explosion causes them to plummet into an underground cavern and knocks them out.
Soldier's helmet protected his head for the most part and after a few hours he regains consciousness, but Spy won't wake up. It's nighttime, it's so dark it's impossible to see if there is a way out of the carvern, and the temperature has dropped so much that unconsciousness would lead to death.
Maybe Respawn is turned off after ceasefire, maybe Soldier doesn't want to leave a teammate behind even if everybody can be brought back to life, maybe Soldier is simply too insane to realize that Respawn exists. Whatever the reason, Soldier decides to keep Spy alive by "warming him up".
Bonus points if Spy eventually wakes up while Soldier is kissing and caressing his body, but is still only semi-conscious and thinks it's a dream.
spy gets a boner when he sees engie handling his butterfly knife
RUN WITH IT, ANONS
RUN WITH IT, ANONS
Something with Spy spanking Scout and being called "daddy". Then Spy fucking Scout hard. Something consensual and with both parties into it. And Scout begging for it without even being told to beg. Up to you if you want to reference the possible actual legit incest, doesn't matter so much to me.
Sniper cums inside Spy and then proceeds to piss inside him as well.
No noncon pls.
No noncon pls.
based off this post: http://valenkt.tumblr.com/post/
usually spy only smiles like that before someone is about to get violently and personally killed. soldier, who doesn't work with spy often enough to recognise the expression, just doesn't like the way he gets all teasing and quiet. everyone else is wondering why soldier hasn't been murdered yet.
usually spy only smiles like that before someone is about to get violently and personally killed. soldier, who doesn't work with spy often enough to recognise the expression, just doesn't like the way he gets all teasing and quiet. everyone else is wondering why soldier hasn't been murdered yet.
(I know there haven't been very many replies to these requests, but I couldn't get this idea out of my head. I'd just love to see it!)
RED Sniper and BLU Spy hate each other. Everyone knows that, especially the two men themselves.
What nobody knows (including the other man) is how desperate they are to get in to each other's pants. Or technically, for the other to get into theirs.
The fighting gets close and intense one day and both of them become aware of the sexual tension between them.They end up fighting for dominance.
But the thing is, both of them are actually trying to lose the fight. They could never admit it out loud but both really wants the other on top.
I'm happy to leave it to the writer to decide whether or not one of them ends up on top this time and hopes for something different another time, or ends up finding they like being on top, or if neither of them manages to get anywhere, leaving them both annoyed, aroused and confused.
Or any ending at all really!
RED Sniper and BLU Spy hate each other. Everyone knows that, especially the two men themselves.
What nobody knows (including the other man) is how desperate they are to get in to each other's pants. Or technically, for the other to get into theirs.
The fighting gets close and intense one day and both of them become aware of the sexual tension between them.They end up fighting for dominance.
But the thing is, both of them are actually trying to lose the fight. They could never admit it out loud but both really wants the other on top.
I'm happy to leave it to the writer to decide whether or not one of them ends up on top this time and hopes for something different another time, or ends up finding they like being on top, or if neither of them manages to get anywhere, leaving them both annoyed, aroused and confused.
Or any ending at all really!
A lot of Medic's more recent in-game lines make him sound way too giddy and excited about being on the receiving end of body horror("My blood is entirely out of my body! What a curious feeling..." "The bird head is pure agony!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!", can I get some crazy sadomasochistic Medic getting off to his own bodily mutilation and pain with the morbid curiosity and delight of a child with a new toy, pretty please?
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