Team Fortress 2 Preferences

By jonathan_joemama

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Hey there! Ever wanted to date the Tf2 guys? Well then you've come to read the right books! Starring, Scout... More

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*~Prefernce 2~*
*~Prefernce 3~*
*~Prefernce 4~*
*~Prefernce 5~*
*~Prefernce 6~*
*~Prefernce 7~*
*~Prefernce 8~*
*~Prefernce 9~*
*~Prefernce 10~*
*~Prefernce 11~*

*~Preference 1~*

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By jonathan_joemama

Hellloo! If you're still reading this, thank you! :D I hope you like it, and I hope it will be a great first preference! Have fun reading! :3 I also wanted to say, thank you IMMASMOLB3AN with some of their accents! It really helped me! In this one, this is where you meet!

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Scout

You were on you're way to the park. Usually, you head over there almost everyday to read some books. They always keeper you occupied off all the stress you have in your daily life. You sat down on a nearby bench and started reading. You were a few minutes in when you heard a, "Aye lady! Look out!" You look up and see a baseball coming you're way. You didn't react quite fast and the ball hit you right in the forehead. You held your head in pain and heard footsteps running at you. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry lady! I didn't mean to!" One voice said. Then another, "Aye, great job lassie. You hit an innocent woman! Great going!" You're vision clears and saw a guy in his twenty's. He wore a red tank top, shorts, some dog tags, and a baseball cap. He also had a a Boston accent. You groaned, "I...think I'm fine." The dude pulled you up from the floor, and smiled nervously, "I, uh, sorry for hittin' you wit dat ball. I thought we were the only ones here." You smiled, rubbing you're forehead, "It's alright buddy." And you picked up his ball, and handed it to him. "No harm done." He gave you a wide smile, "Gee, thanks lady! You mind if I have ya name?" You responded, "(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n). Yours?" He flexed and showed off his "guns." "The names Scout but you can call me tonight." You giggled, "Okay, well I think you're friend is calling you." You said. He turned his head to see the other guy, waving his hand in the far distance calling him. He sighed, "Well, I gotta go (Y/n)! Maybe I'll see you later?" I smiled, picking my book. "Yeah, see you later 'Scout'." And with that he ran off.

Heavy

You were drinking coffee in your usual coffee shop. Yet, today was a bad day. Your found out your ex cheated on you last night, and that chick was you're friend. You kicked them out, sobbing. Then, you lost your dog, (D/n). You're best friend, gone. You sighed, sipping the last drop of you're drink. "Could this day get any worse?" You got up to throw the coffee cup away but bumped into something large. That thing or person, spilled coffee and, apparently, a sandwich. You groaned, "Apparently it can!" You looked down and saw that coffee spilled all over you. You groaned again, but that thing you bumped into was actually a person! The large man, he was bald, was wearing red, really tall, and had a worried look on his face. He said, is a heavy Russian accent, "Heavy's apologies leetle one. I did not know where I was going." I sighed, "It's alright. I just-." He interrupted, "Would you like Heavy to help you?" You raised a brow, "Who's Heavy?" He smiled and pointed at himself, "Me! Do you still need help?" You smiled, "No it's quite alright Heavy. I just need to go home and change." He looked down at me, "Could Heavy have leetle ones name?" I smiled, "My name is (Y/n) (L/n)." Your phone rang and you groaned, knowing it was your ex trying to get back together with you. You sighed, "Well, apology accept Heavy but I must go now!" You walked out the door, Heavy looking back at you.

Demo

You were at the bar, bored. Usually, your brother would come and hang out with you but he's on a little vacation with his wife. You sighed, it was getting a little boring in the bar. Until you heard a Scottish accent on the other side of the bar, "AYE! I ORDERD THE SCRUMPY, AND I'M GETTING IT YOU SACK OF POTATOES!" You quickly sped to where the commotion was coming. You saw a guy, he had dark skin, an eye patch, red clothes, bombs on him?, a beanie, and had a Scottish accent. He screamed at the bartender, but you thought he was drunk, "Iiii...asked for some scrumpy!" The bartender screamed back, "I'm sorry but you don't have the money sir! You have to pay for it!" The Scottish guy had such a frown, "I, Demoman, want a scrumpy!" He started climbing on tables and you quickly pulled out my wallet, giving whatever what was in it to the bartender. "Here, here, here! Take it! Just give me the scrumpy before he destroys the place!" He took the money and handed the beer to you. You screamed, "Hey Demoman! Here your scrumpy!" You waved it in the air, and he gave you a crooked smile. He jumped down from the table, taking the scrumpy form you're hand, "Thank ye lassie. I appreciate it." And sat down. You raised a brow, "What the heck just happened with you? First, you were jumping on tables and now you're just casually sitting down like nothing happened?!" He smiled, closing his eyes, "Well, if I don't I've my scrumpy lassie..." he leaned in closer to you, "THEN I GO WICKED CRAZY LAD!" Screaming in your ear. You groaned, "You're welcome but I have to go now." Before you left, he grabbed your arm, "Before ye leave, can I have yer name?" You smiled, "It's (Y/n). Bye!" And with that you left.
{I did not have much ideas for Demo, sorry :(}

Medic

You were running from a few minutes. You had your sports gear on, water bottle, and phone in your hand listening to your favorite song. You were running for a while now and stopped for a break. That is until someone bumped into you, making you fall to the ground, scraping your elbow. You yelped, "Ow! Ow!" You looked at your elbow, it was bleeding. The person said, a German accent, "Oh mien gott! Mien apologies frau!" He helped me up and you studied him. He looked like a doctor, but damn, he was hot! You said, "I-it's quite alright." You flinched as he carefully took you're arm, examining it. "I gotz some bandages in mien bag if jou don'zt mind?" I nodded and he pulled out what he had promised. He carefully wrapped a bandage over it, giving it one last wrap. "Thank you...?" He said, "My name is Medic. And jours?" You smiled, "(Y/n)." You picked up you're water bottle, ready to start you're run again. He smiled, "Maybe I can see you again?" You chuckled, "Maybe.." and continued you're run.

Engineer

You were just driving your car, peacefully. You had a good day today and were just fine. Nothing bad happened so you thought you'd take a nice car ride. Until, it broke down. How fun. The hood was steaming too. You groaned, "Oh come on!" You stopped on the side of the road, wondering what to do. You were in the middle of nowhere, and no car in sight! You sighed, leaning on the side of you're car. What were you gonna do now? You were thinking of giving up and walking away, until you saw a truck coming you're way. You waved you're hands in the air, signaling them if they can pull over and help. They did and stepped out of their truck, walking over to you. They were wearing a hard hat, goggles, overalls, and was just a few inches taller than you but yet looked a little short. You said, "Thank you so much for pulling over! I just don't know why my car just stopped." He said, in a southern accent, "Alright, mind if I check under the hood?" You nodded. He grabbed a few tools from the back his truck and open the hood of your car. He asked, "So what's a lil' thing like you doing out here?" You blushed, "Well, I was just taking a ride until my car stopped." He chuckled, "Names Engineer, what yours pumpkin?" You giggled, "(Y/n) (L/n), pleasure to meet you." He closed it, and put his tools back in his truck. You smiled, "Thank you so much again Engineer! I owe you one." He got back in his truck and called out the window, "That's alright darlin'." And drove off.

Soldier

You were just chilling in your house, watching you're favorite show. Until you heard a crash outside. You ran out seeing a man being smacked with a shovel. By a kid. He was wearing a red suit and a helmet covering his eyes. You tried to hold in a laugh and succeeded. The man kept yelling, "YOU COMMIE! I AM GOING TO KILL EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOUR KIND!" But the kid kept hitting him, "You're a funny guy." The guys frowned, "STOP INSULTING ME MAGGOT! TWENTY PUSH UPS FOR YOU!" You quickly held the man back, "Hey little kid, go back to your mama before she worries about you!" The kid just smiled, "Thanks lady!" And ran off. You let go of the man, he stumbles before standing up straight, saluting. "THANK YOU FOR RUNNING OFF THE LITTLE COMMIE! I ALMOST HAD HIM IN MY GRASP!" He said, cleaning his fists. You smiled, "Well, you're welcome?" But he interrupted you, "I LIKE YOU MAGGOT! WHAT WOULD BE YOU'RE NAME?!" You responded, "(Y/n)." He screamed, "(Y/N)! I LIKE IT! I HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN CADET!" And with that he ran off. You were so confused...

Pyro

You were just buying some clothes, food for home. You haven't gone shopping in a bit, so you decided to have some fun. While you put you're things in you're car, you see a guy in a hazmat suit, a black gas mask, and a flame thrower in his back, sitting in the curb. His elbows on his knees and hands in face. You got curious and walked up to him. You said, "Hello?" The guy just looked up at you and gave a muffled, "Hudda..." You raised a brow, "Are you alright?" It shook its head no. You asked, "Whats wrong?" He pulled out a picture of a ballonicorn (I hope I spelt that right) and it said, in messy hand writing, "Missing! If found, tell Pyro!" I gave a small smile, "You're pyro?" He nodded, "Hudda Hudda!" You thought for a moment, "Hey, wait right here. I'll be right back." He nodded again. As You went inside the stores, you looked everywhere for the ballonicorn and I finally found it! You payed for it and walked out, looking for that Pyro guy. He was still there, You walked up to him. You gave him the bag, "Here you go. Hope you like it." He took and jumped up and down, holding the toy. You laughed as he kept looking at it like a little child. He then gave you a big hug. "Hudda hudda!" You giggled, "What did you say?" He lifted up the mask, not showing his whole face but his mouth, and said, "I meant to say thank you!" You smiled, "You're welcome." He put his mask back on, "Hudda?" You rose a brow, "What?" He lifted his mask again, "What's your name?" You nodded, "It's (Y/n)." Then, a truck pulled up, "Pyro! Come on, we get head back to the base!" He nodded frantically at the guy in the truck and waved good bye at you, "Hudda!" You waved back, "Bye!"

Spy

You were at one of those 'fancy' bars, or at least that's what you're friends say. You're not rich, yet not poor, so you were just wealthy. It was all to you, it was all peaceful and quite. As you were just enjoying you're quiet time, a guy decided to sit next to you. You didn't think much until he started speaking, "Well, hey there baby. Wanna head home? I got a nice place and more booze?" You mentally groaned, out of all the guys... You tried to let him down gently, "Sorry, but I'm not interested. Thanks." You tried to escape him but failed. He put an arm over you, invading you're privacy. You struggled, "Uh, please let go." He shook his head, getting closer to you. You tried to signal the bartender but he was to busy in the back. Then, you heard a French accent behind you. "Mosiure, I zhink ze mademsoiselle said she didn'zt want to come along with 'ou." The dude turned to the French guy and said, "Oh come on frenchie. She wants to come with me. Isn't that right princess?" Quickly, he stood up, with you still his arms, and started to walk through the door. You felt weak and couldn't fight back. But then, the French dude pulled out a butterfly knife, and slashed the guys neck, making him let go of me. The French guy quickly grabbed a hold of you close, while he pressed a nerve on the guys back, causing him to pass out. You asked, in worry, "I-is he dead?" He responded, "No, but he will in a few minutes." I turned to him, "Thank you for helping me with him." I realized what he was wearing. A ski mask thing, a sharp suit, pretty handsome, and the butterfly knife. He responded, "'Ou're welcome mon petite fleur. May I ask, what iz 'ou're name?" You said, "(Y/n)." He smiled, leading me out the door, and hailing a cab. He opened the door, but before I left I asked, "Wait, what's your name?" He smirked, "Spy." And suddenly vanished into thin air.

Sniper

You walked into the forest, all alone. The forest calmed you down whenever you were upset and today, you had a fight with you're parents over the phone. They argued how you were too slow to find a man. You cried, "I guess I'm just that dumb." Then you heard a, "GAH! DARNIT!" You quickly ran to that noise and saw a man hanging upside down by a tree. He was wearing a brown hat, a vest with a red shirt, and sunglasses. You giggled, "Are you alright mister?" He groaned, "No, you mind if you help me shiela?" You nodded, belong him down and came with a THUD. You asked, "How did you even get stuck there?" He blushed, "I got trapped in my own trap." He had a cute Aussie accent. You asked, "Well, I'm (Y/n), do you know where I can get out of this forest? I kinda lost my way in here." He nodded, "Of course mate. Just follow me." You walked for a few minutes before You saw a path leading to the town again. You smiled, "Thank you, uh..." He chuckled, "Call me Sniper." You smiled, "Well, Sniper, thank you for the help." We both parted ways. He thought, I hope I see her again.

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Omg y'all, I'm so sorry for making it so long, next time, I'll make it much shorter but I hope you liked the first preference, sorry I got a little lazy on the last part!

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