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“Listen, I just want you to do well in this world.” Her words just barely made it through the cloud of my consciousness. I didn’t want to hear it, but when getting yelled at by a parent, does one really have a choice? She rambled on, insisting on how ‘I could do so much better’ and how I should ‘grow up and be like her’. Why should I? I’ve been doing fine on my own; I don’t need something else to worry about. Especially not something as mad as this. She breaks through my thoughts, exclaiming, “Are you even listening? This is about your future! Not mine, yours. Just pay attention for

I had been looking for quite some time, analysing each contour of Medic's features in a trance like state. It was easy to lose myself as his details engrained vividly into my memory but staring made it all to obvious to some. A hand placed firmly on my shoulder as I flinched and tilted my head round to see Sniper, looking cheerful and considerate as always. "You should tell him" he smiled, looking from the doctor back to my stern expression. I bit lightly on the inside of my lip and calmly hid my embarrassment in an attempt to look as nonchalant as humanly possible. Sniper spoke iconically with his stereotypical Australian accent "Poor fella.

Toons Scout X Reader    Mornings for most people would start out with lazy yawns, back stretching, getting the coffee started, ect. But here at 2Fort, it starts out differently. Soldier yells down the hallway “Every maggot better be up in five or it’s hell to pay!” and there is this slow scramble to get up and make the beds before shuffling into the main hall for breakfast that we all share a part in making.   But on weekends, which are special sleep-in days, two particular team members initiate a long held tradition: Watching Cartoons. Don’t get me wrong. Both me and Scout get enough TV in each day when fights and

Mint Bubbles Scout X reader    I stumbled into the bathroom at around ten, washing my face and slipping into my pajamas. Thankfully I didn’t take long changing, because as I was brushing my teeth, Scout came barging in. Shirtless, and brandishing a toothbrush with a giant bottle of mouthwash, I was almost lost for words, throwing my dirty clothes aside. “Um, pardon your intrusion?” “Yeah, sorry doll. Sink’s broken in my room. I knew you wouldn’t mind me coming in here, I am your favorite after all.” “Mmmmm-kay. I accept, but only if you remember to knock next time.”   I hopped to on

  To you, the Pyro had always been full of mystery. He didn't seem to take much interest nor notice in you, but still managed to captivate you in every way. While the others called him deranged, you simply shrugged it off as strange interests.   You spent your free time wondering what could be under that mask. Of course, so did the others, but they gave it much less thought. You were so curious! Not to mention that you may or may not have liked him just a little bit.   You watched the Pyro as he played cards with the Medic and the Sniper. This was a typical occurrence between the team. You turned your head to see the Scout lounging on the