Sharp Objects Tw - Tumblr Posts
How the mercs would cuddle
Really want some soft stuff rn figured I’d share
Not really in any particular order? I just picked some mercs from the pile and put em in there.
Image from tf2gallery
Scout
Touch starved, Scout will melt into any move regarding affection possible!
He’s adamant that he thinks cuddling is gross, but you know he’s a cuddlebug when the two of you are alone.
Prefers to hug facing you while sitting in your lap, maybe leaning against something so you’re more comfortable.
If you’re taller, he’ll probably be attached to your side, arms around your torso.
If you’re shorter, his arms are around your shoulders, head leaning next to yours.
Heavy
Doesn’t mind public displays of affection, though he seems surprised at how confidently you show that he’s your s/o or platonic friend-
Normally when the two of you are together, he has you wrapped up in a bear hug with you resting on his chest.
Other times, if you’re somewhere like a couch, you’ll sandwich yourself between him and the back as if he’s a wall of safety.
But most of all, Heavy prefers to be held. Even if he’s the bigger guy, he’s the little spoon and it shows. He’s always afraid of crushing you in his grip, and he’s always been the mother hen type. Having you there to be his emotional support means the world to him.
Demoman
Being so broad shouldered means hugging can be an issue at times. When cuddling, the two of you tend to be in a sort of sideways position around each other, curled up like cats. The other mercenaries find it hilarious, especially when Demo is drunk and unable to realize he’s even with somebody, holding you to his chest while you just lay there smiling, content.
He is. A sweetheart when it comes to that kind of thing. When he’s more sober, which isn’t very often, he’s much closer and tries to make the best of remembering the moment.
Spy
Being the most well versed in the world of romance, one would think that Spy would be a cuddler. He’s not.
He’s great with giving out compliments, whispering them in your ear as he brings you closer into his arms, but the second you approach him and he isn’t expecting it, he freezes up quicker than lightning.
“Mon cher, what is it you are doing?”
He’s completely flabbergasted by the idea of just. Sitting, and relaxing next to another person? He much prefers to be alone, but you manage to convince him to try after an unbelievable amount of effort.
At first, it started with him sitting, unsure next to you with you leaning into his side, or maybe with your arm wrapped around his shoulder and your head nestled into the crook of his neck.
Eventually he warms up to it, returning the gesture of having one arm around your shoulders and ith the other hand preoccupied with a book, a cigarette or a glass of wine.
After a particularly long battle, disheveled and ready to throw something, he realized just how helpful having somebody there with him turned out to be. No need for any fancy rituals, just being in each other’s company. He’s drooped over in your arms, hung over your shoulder sideways and exhaustedly bringing you both into a laying position, just so you can both talk without the effort of sitting up.
Medic
Medic is a busy man, constantly moving about in the infirmary attending to his latest inventions or tending to his beloved doves.
He hates when he has no say in something, which is why you have to convince him to step away from his projects after two days without sleep by being there with him for practically every second.
He’s the big spoon, no questions asked. It gives him the feeling of having control over a situation, having you in his arms and close to his chest.
Around the base, particularly if waiting for an early morning mission to begin, he loves it when he can use somebody’s lap as a pillow, meaning yours are the first choice.
When he truly cannot step away from his work, you can probably try sitting in his lap. He likely finds it cute, but he’s very absorbed in his experiments. This means he’s on autopilot and might slice you a few times when reaching over to make an incision, so it’s a risky move for both parties.
Sometimes in the evenings while doing paperwork, when warm orange sunlight filters through the window and onto the desk, he can be found conked out in his office chair, with you in his arms, facing against his chest. When this happens, the doves join in, tucked beneath your neck, on his shoulders, on the seat by your legs, some are even brave enough to quietly nest in your hair. You both deny it happened when scout walked in on the sight while looking for a bandaid.
Sniper
Much like Scout, Sniper is hopelessly touch starved and any affection sends him into overdrive.
Prefers to sit straddling your hips, he’s got long, long legs and is NOT afraid to use them.
Speaking of legs, your cuddling positions can get a bit crazy at times. Considering the fact they can fold entirely across your back, his hugs are more like a trap than an actual method of snuggling up to each other.
When lying down, it’s easier for you to lie on his chest than anywhere beside him thanks to how long his limbs are, but you both don’t mind.
Even just sitting beside each other, Sniper practically melts. Hug? He’s jello. Pet his hair? Cries.
The way he holds you isn’t just for his own comfort though. He’d sacrifice it to see you happy in his arms. No, it’s because in the end, he always has to have one eye open and is therefore rather protective of you.
It’s a sort of defense mechanism, really. If you can’t move away, nobody can try and take you or steal you either. He’s too embarrassed to admit it though, or maybe he just doesn’t know how.
Either way, seeing you safe and sound in his arms is enough.
Not doing all the mercs, but if you want to see the others let me know! It’s just getting late and I need to sleep, also don’t really have many ideas for the other mercs hhh-
