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mist-spelt · 4 years
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they're on opposite teams but guess what they're in love!
tf2 flashfire week 2020, day one: dynamic
(feat. fem scout & nonbinary pyro)
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Five: Proposal
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Something was up. Romantic dinners were something they never did. They couldn’t go out anywhere for dinner dates because Pyro couldn’t take his mask off in public and neither of them could cook anything more complex than mac-n-cheese. So the fact that Scout had cleaned his room to set up a fancy (fake) candle-lit dinner, undoubtedly getting help from either Heavy or Spy with the food, was pretty suspect. Pyro was excited for whatever it was.
The dinner was good, Scout had definitely not made it by himself. They talked throughout it; Scout fidgeting with nervousness, Pyro doing the same except with excitement for whatever this might be leading to. The anticipation was enjoyable in way but also a bit maddening. But finally, at long last once they were done eating…
“So, uh… you’ve probably figured out by now that something’s up,” Scout said. “You might’ve even guessed what I’m doing, it’s… kind of obvious.” Not to Pyro, but interrupting to correct him would only make the reveal take longer. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while and uh… finally decided to do it. So, um…”
He shifted to kneel besides Pyro’s chair on one knee as he pulled something out of his pocket. Wait! Was he about to… “Will you marry me?” He was!
“Yes!” Pyro said, nodding before even looking at the ring Scout was holding towards him. Maybe he should’ve been expecting this, especially with how much he wanted it. “Thank you!” He accepted the ring. It was gold and fancy and expensive looking… and it had a fire pattern engraved on it! He placed it on the table for now so he could tackle Scout with a hug, sending them both to the floor but who cared? “I love you!”
Scout chuckled. “I love you too.” He kissed him.
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Spy was trying to paint and struggling to come up with a good idea for it when his door burst up. He jumped to his feet, reaching for his knife. But it was just Pyro and Scout so he relaxed again.
“We’re getting married,” Pyro said proudly through his mask, holding up his ungloved hand – the other hand was holding Scout’s – to show off the ring Scout had got for him.
“Congrats,” Spy said, unsurprised because he’d known from watching Scout that this was coming. He did mean it though. Now, hopefully Scout wouldn’t blow this like Spy had with his one shot at marrying the love of his life.
“It’s awesome, isn’t it?” Scout said, grinning wide. … With how happy they were together, they’d most likely do well. “And uh… this means you’ll be Pyro’s father-in-law, right?”
“Uh… yeah, it does mean that, huh?”
Pyro froze for a second before something seemed to occur to him. “Does that mean I can call you ‘dad’?” he asked, his tone the one he used when he wanted to make sure he was understood. “Like Scout does.”
That was… not a question Spy had been prepared for but… “I suppose if you really want to, you can.” Why Pyro would want to was beyond him but… whatever, it didn’t really matter as long as it wasn’t during battle.
Pyro let go of Scout’s hand so he could clap, clearly very pleased. “I’ve never had a dad before, thank you.” He hugged Spy, squeezing him tight enough to almost hurt. It only lasted a second or two though, not long enough for Spy to even try to respond before Pyro was pulling back. He then mumbled something that sound a bit like “Let’s go tell everyone else now,” before running out of the room, clearly expecting Scout to follow.
He didn’t, instead he looked at Spy, his expression almost surprised as Spy felt. “I… didn’t expect him to do that or request that or uh… say that. But um… he seems happy so thanks letting him call you ‘dad’, I guess. And uh… yeah, super exciting stuff. We’ll update you when we pick a date and stuff. I gotta go catch up with him now. See you later.” He gave Spy a small wave before jogging out after Pyro, closing the door as he exited.
Spy let out a sigh as he settled back into his chair. Well, he apparently had two sons now. That was… fine actually. With how long Pyro and Scout had been dating, he’d already been sort of thinking about Pyro as such anyway. He wished them well in their marriage.
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ducklettwrites · 4 years
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Flashfire Week: Day 1 “It’s All For Show”
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Fandom: TF2/Pokemon Trainer AU
Pairing: Pyro/Scout
Characters: Pyro, Scout
Description: In which Pyro has to teach Scout how to show with style and flair.
Author’s Notes: I’m participating in @shadowenza‘s Flashfire Week. I love both of these characters and want to explore their dynamic more. I had a lot of fun writing this first part, I hope to have more fun for the rest of the prompts!
Anyway, Pokemon Trainer au for this one. Scout is an ace trainer who spends most of his time working around gyms to train his team of (mostly) electric types. Pyro is a kindler who participates in contests with their team of fire pokemon. Both work for an underground trainer guild that dispatch vigilante justice to those who deserve it.
Scout wasn’t often paired on missions with Pyro. Their differing skill set lent themselves to occupy different roles in the midst of the fight: Scout, as a front runner whose greatest skill was to get in and get out; and Pyro, who stayed behind, taking care of any stragglers and clearing any evidence. As trainers, they were as night and day. Scout’s electric types were meant to pack just enough punch to convince whoever was in their way to step aside. Pyro’s fire types were finishers, last reminders to get out now or risk not leaving alive. Despite this, when they weren’t on death-defying missions, Scout and Pyro had grown remarkably close. The two had a natural chemistry and energy that balanced well with each other.
There was something about Pyro that intrigued Scout.  The way they presented themselves as a master of show and presentation. The way they seemingly came from nowhere with no prior training. The way they never showed what was underneath the mask they always wore. A mystery to unwrap, a trainer of undeniable prowess, it made the attraction Scout felt all the stronger. It was for this reason, that when given the opportunity, Scout jumped on the first mission they would be able to work side by side on. However…
“Have you ever been in a contest before?”
He just wished it were different circumstances.
“No…” Scout trailed off, setting the briefing pamphlet on the conference table and leaning back in his chair. “But I saw my ma compete in loads of contests when I was little. It can’t be that hard, can it?”
Pyro looked up from their own pamphlet and rubbed a gloved hand over their mouth. No doubt to keep from snapping at Scout for trivializing their chosen trainer path.
He gave his best attempt at an innocent smile, hoping to soften the blow.
“At least it isn’t high tier.” It must’ve worked. “Mid tier is doable. You’ll need training, but I can make you a believable super rank coordinator.”
“Why aren’t you doing the contest again?”
They flipped through the briefing. “Same reason Spy isn’t either. It would draw too much attention if an elite or master coordinator was participating in a super rank contest.” They plopped the pamphlet to the table and shook their head. “That’s why Miss P. needed a newcomer. Fresh face who wouldn’t stand out in a crowd.”
“Wow thanks.” He got out of his chair, standing over Pyro, and wrapped his arms around their neck.
Pyro sighed. “You know what I meant.”
Scout buried his face against Pyro’s hoodie. “I know. I just wanted to give ya shit.”
“You’re insufferable.”
“Love ya too.”
They leaned up and kissed Scout’s cheek. “Let’s see how you feel when training starts.”
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“When it comes to the showcase, you’re not bad, it’s the presentation that’s lacking though.” Pyro had been dispensing criticism like this all morning. “Let’s run it again.”
“Again?” Scout stood in the center of the training room, practically panting from the previous run. Even his partner Pikachu looked to be on the brink of collapse. “Can we maybe take a five minute break first?”
Pyro was on the edge of the training room, arms crossed and smirking. “Fine, five minutes.”
Scout wasted no time recalling his Pikachu to their ball and marching over to the end of the room. He picked up his water bottle, and dropped to the floor. Leaning against the wall for support.
Pyro watched him with marked amusement. “Aww, what’s the matter? It isn’t that hard, remember?”
“Okay. Maybe I was a bit off.” He said between drinks of water. “In all fairness, Ma made it look so easy.”
Pyro set themselves down next to him. “Any coordinator worth their ranks does.”
He heaved a sigh. “Do you think I can be passably super rank in less than two days?”
“You’re not doing as bad as you might think.” Pyro gently pat Scout on the shoulder. “Like I said, you have the showcase down. It’s more style to the presentation that needs to be worked on.”
Scout adopted a mischievously serious tone. “And how does one go about adding style, oh great teacher?”
Pyro crossed their arms. “If you’re trying to get me to show you how I perform, you can just say so.”
Scout tried to remain serious while looking at them, but cracked into a full grin after a few seconds. “Okay, what if I want to see how you perform?”
Pyro no doubt rolled their eyes behind the mask, and stood up. “You’re lucky. I don’t do private shows for just anyone.” A toss of a pokeball and there stood Pyro’s partner, an imposing figure of a Rapidash, lovingly named Loo. The Pokemon still regarded Scout with suspicion, but was quick to calm with a touch by it’s trainer. Pyro led the Pokemon to the center of the room and motioned for Scout to pay attention.
Scout, obediently sat at attention. He gave a thumbs up to his teacher.
To say that it was impressive was an understatement. It was a dance of two beings in tandem with one another, trainer and Pokemon moving effortlessly side by side. Though not a word was uttered, neither had difficulty understanding one another. The dance concluded with a leap that gave the illusion the Rapidash was flying and a spray of flames before touching the ground and landing next to it’s trainer.
The applause could have been from a thundering audience by the excitement that rushed through Pyro. Scout was now standing and cheering as loud as he could. They returned Loo to their ball, and walked back to their adoring fan.
“That was. Amazing.” Scout exclaimed.
Pyro hid their face, mostly to not show how hard they were blushing. “Let’s see you do it now.” They said with playful push.
Scout responded in kind, tossing a pokeball for his Pikachu. “You’re on, teacher. Watch the style be dished right out.”
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mist-spelt · 4 years
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they're on opposite teams but guess what they're in LOVE
tf2 flashfire week 2020, day one: dynamic 
(feat. fem scout & nonbinary femme leaning pyro)
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day One: Dynamic
Ship week hosted by @shadowenza
“Good morning! It’s time to wake up sleepyhead.”
Pyro groaned and rolled over. He didn’t want to get up yet, even if it was for Scout.
“Come on, wake up,” Scout said, the bed dipping as he presumably sat on the edge of it. “It’s like halfway through the morning.”
Pyro was perfectly fine with staying in bed until the morning was done. They didn’t have battle today so he was sleeping in. It was cold out there away from the blankets. So unless there was snow to play in, he didn’t want to get up and even if there was snow to play in, it could wait for another hour or two.
“What if I told you ‘I love you’? Would that get you out of bed?”
Pyro grunted a negative. “Love you too but go ‘way.” He lifted a hand to make a shooing gesture at Scout before letting it fall again.
Scout groaned. “I’m bored though. Everyone else is out doing stuff or also still sleeping.”
“Cuddle then?” Cuddling made sleeping in even better.
“I would but… I got too much energy, you know?”
Pyro did know; he was familiar with the feeling even if he didn’t feel it in the mornings the way Scout did. He tended to be energetic in the evening and at night when Scout was the one who was prone to feeling sleepy. They were opposites like that.
Scout was silent for a while, not moving. Pyro was just starting to drift back to sleep when he broke it. “We should get a puppy sometime soon. Or a kitten.”
That got Pyro to roll over and even open his eyes. “A puppy!” He’d always wanted a puppy or just a pet in general.
“There we go, now you’re finally awake,” Scout said with a grin. He then bent down to kiss Pyro’s forehead, making it impossible to be mad at his trick. “I was serious about that puppy though. I got a little dog back home, he’s the greatest even though I don’t get to see him very often. We should get one out here if we can. Medic has his doves and Soldier’s got the rabid raccoon living in his room so pets are definitely allowed.”
Too awake to go back to sleep now, Pyro sat up. “When can we adopt a puppy?” He’d gladly get out of bed for a puppy.
“Uh… I guess there’s nothing stopping us from going down to town today and looking into it. If we can get someone to drive us anyway because I’m still not allowed to drive the team van.” To be fair, he’d totaled the previous van so the punishment wasn’t a hundred percent undeserved just like Pyro was no longer allowed to use the stove unsupervised because he’d burnt the whole kitchen down with one at their previous base.
“We can ask Engie. Breakfast first though.” Before rolling out of bed, he leaned over to give Scout a quick kiss on the cheek, earning a smile from him.
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Four: Artistic and Fire
@shadowenza
Scout squinted at the sketch he’d made of the house they’d burnt down yesterday – he’d taken a photo of it before they’d set it on fire to use as a reference here – checking it over for any last-minute needed additions or subtractions. It was… probably about as good as he was going to get it and it didn’t need to be perfect since they’d be drawing over it anyway.
“All right,” he said as he looked back up at Pyro sitting across from him at his drawing desk. “This should do.” He grabbed the ruler and used it to make a line down the middle of the sketch. Which he then used the scissors to cut across, cutting the paper in half.
“Now,” he continued as he slid one half of it across to Pyro. “You draw what it looked like to you when it was burning and I’ll draw what it looked like to me. And then we’ll put them together and have like a collab art piece. It’ll be great.” Hopefully anyway, more work had gone into this idea than Scout had initially anticipated, they’d burned down a whole abandoned house for it, so it better good.
Pyro eagerly pulled the paper to his chest as he stood up. “Okay! I’ll meet up with you later.” He ran off towards his room where he’d be able to work on it without his suit getting in the way.
Scout smiled after him for a second or two before looking down at his half of the paper. Drawing purely from memory was difficult but he’d seen enough fire that even if he didn’t get it exact, it’d still be close enough for what they were going for.
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They met back up in Scout’s room several hours later after supper. With little discussion, they exchanged their halves of their art collaboration thing.
Scout had seen Pyro’s artistic interpretations of how he saw fire before so he wasn’t surprised by the bright rainbow colours. This was without a doubt his best effort at it though. The flames were shaped like flames but were brightly coloured, making them look far more inviting than deadly. The embers were sparkles. What had to be the ashes more resembled clouds of cotton candy than anything else. It… did not look like anything was being destroyed in this drawing. And even the parts of the drawing that weren’t fire were prettier: the sky pink, the ground purple the clouds fluffy.
It was honestly fascinating that Pyro saw fire like that and that it made him see the whole world that way. It didn’t make any sense and if he weren’t Scout’s best friend, he probably wouldn’t have believed such a thing possible. The better he got to know Pyro the more he wanted to be even closer. … Maybe one day he’d even be allowed to see what was under the mask.
“This is really cool,” Pyro said. “It’s so different from mine.”
“Yeah. Let’s put them together.”
He placed Pyro’s half down on his desk, Pyro placed his next to it, putting the two halves together again. The juxtaposition between fiery destruction and pretty rainbows was quite something. It looked good, like really good. The fact that it was a visual representation of the ways that they were different only made it better.
“I’m proud of us,” Scout said, patting Pyro’s shoulder. “We did a good job.”
“We did.” Pyro hugged him. … One day Scout hoped to know what such a hug would be like without fireproof suit getting between them.
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Three: Traveling
@shadowenza
Scout was fidgeting as he babbled on. Not being able to stay completely still and being chatty was normal for him but… there was an edge of nervousness to his voice and movements. There was a time when Pyro wouldn’t have pick up on these things but now, he knew Scout far too well to miss them.
“Are you okay?” he finally interrupted, making sure to speak loud and clear through his mask.
Scout froze, startled by the interruption. He started nervously fidgeting again a second or two later. “Yeah, I’m… fine, why?”
“You just seem really nervous. Is it because of me?” Wearing a full fireproof suit on an airplane seemed to make people even more uncomfortable than it did on the ground. Everyone who could gain line of sight of them did so every so often, clearly not comfortable with his presence.
“No, it’s not you at all. It’s just uh… I don’t like planes. Or uh… I guess it’s less ‘I don’t like planes’ and more ‘I don’t like tight spaces and planes are pretty tight spaces’. So uh… I’m just a bit on edge, I guess. Having the window seat helps but not really a whole lot. Especially since it kind of makes it worse is some ways too because of the whole being against the wall thing. But like being able to look out the window is really nice because…”
“Would holding my hand help?” Pyro interrupted again because there was no possible way for him to get a word in otherwise.
Again, Scout seemed taken off guard by the interruption, though not quite as much as before. “Um… actually yeah, I think it might.”
Pyro slid his glove off.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” Scout said. “With the glove on is totally fine, I don’t mind at all.”
“It’s fine.” Pyro took his hand, lacing their fingers together and squeezing it tight for reassurance. Holding hands was so much better without the glove.
Scout let out a breath, squeezing Pyro’s hand back. “All right then… thanks.” He seemed to have relaxed a little bit.
“Is there anything else I can do help?” Pyro asked. Whenever he got nervous or upset, Scout always did everything he could to make it better, often asking for direction when he wasn’t sure how to.
“Um… uh… talk to me maybe. I know I get really chatty when I’m nervous which… doesn’t really help because I’m all wrapped up in my own mind which isn’t good so… yeah, talk to me about something. I don’t really care what.”
“Hmm… okay.” Pyro could do that, he just had to come up with a good thing to talk about. Whether he could talk about anything for the rest of the plane ride to Boston was questionable but he could try. … “How about rainbow and fire and the happy place?”
“Uh… yeah, that sounds like a good topic.”
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mist-spelt · 4 years
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did someone say dance party?
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tf2 flashfire week 2020, day seven: music
(again feat. fem scout & nonbinary pyro)
bonus playlist!
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Six: Kissing
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Two: Seasons
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It was finally snowing for real! Actual snow that was sticking to the ground and starting to build up. Scout had been waiting ages for this. He was going to be so pissed if it stopped before there was enough to build a snowman or at least enough for a good snowball fight.
Everything was so close to being perfect. It was the first day of the weekend so no battle today and early morning, meaning they should have plenty of time to play in it today. It all depended on how much it would snow. Only time would tell though.
First though, Scout needed to make himself breakfast and then make something for Pyro and bring it to him –probably waking him up in the process because he always slept in on the weekends. And then they’d wake up the rest of the team too to make sure they all knew about the snow; the first real snow of winter was always a big deal… to him anyway so people needed to know.
As he set about doing the first of those things, he avoided looking out the window anymore lest he see the snow stopped and be disappointed. It was actually not too hard to do as there weren’t any windows in the kitchen and why bother going out to the common room to eat when the kitchen counter was right there? However, he couldn’t resist checking while on his way back to his room, a food tray in hand for Pyro. And… it was snowing even harder. There would certainly be enough to play in later.
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Except later, it turned out to be a blizzard and thus going outside was a no-no. Scout might’ve suggested they go out anyway but… he’d done stupid stuff like that before and thus knew from experience that going out in a blizzard was not fun.
“Yeah it sucks but… it’s still kind of pretty,” Pyro said when Scout complained about it as they sat in his bed, looking out the window. It was just a sheet of white, nothing visible at all. “And we can play in it tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I suppose we can.” Scout had wanted to do so today though. “I’m bored now though.” He didn’t like being trapped inside. “How is it that winter both the worst and best season at the same time?”
Pyro shrugged. “I like Fall best.”
“Let me guess, it’s because you like to burn the leaves, right?”
“Yep. And the colours are pretty.”
“Oh yeah, definitely. Me and bros used to jump in the leaf piles after raking them up. It would ruin them and Mom would yell at us because we were supposed to be cleaning them up. She wasn’t really ever mad though. Spring is great too though, all the flowers and stuff bloom and smell nice. The pollen sucks though because allergies are the worst. Summer’s pretty shitty too, it’s hot and gross all the time.”
“Nah, summer’s good. Things burn better when its hot out.” Typical Pyro and his love of fire. “It gets really uncomfortable in the suit sometimes though.”
“Yeah, I can imagine.” Scout almost felt uncomfortable just thinking about being trapped in that suit in midst of summer, probably next to a roaring flame too. How Pyro put it up with it was beyond him. “But… I guess you’re right, huh? Fall’s technically the best season because there are no downsides.”
Pyro thought for a moment before replying, probably trying to come up with a possible downside which Scout couldn’t do either. “Yeah, Fall is best,” he said, looking back down at Scout. What they’d accomplished reaching that conclusion, Scout didn’t know. But whatever it, it had given them something to talk interesting to talk about for a bit.
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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years
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FlashFire Week Day Seven: Music
I can’t finish this and trying is just frustrating me so much. And I don’t have time to try to draw something else (especially since this is already my 2nd attempt at it) for this day so here this is. I do really like how their faces turned out though, especially Pyro’s (I think I might start drawing him with cartoon logic from now on) which is why I’m okay with sharing it but that does make my inability to finish it even more frustrating.
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@shadowenza​ (I considered not tagging them for this one because it’s unfinished but they’re hosting FlashFire Week and I’m linking back to them because of that. Go check out their blog, they’re great.)
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mist-spelt · 4 years
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did someone say dance party?
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flashfire week 2020, day seven: music
(again feat. fem scout & nonbinary femme leaning pyro!)
bonus playlist
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