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simp999 · 8 months

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Can I request something sorta angsty, yet fluffy towards the end for soldier (blu specifically)?

Specifically something to do with a losing streak, and the reader feels like a disgrace to the team. So he's sat there to comfort them. Maybe in like a friends to lovers context too (so like that's when a first kiss happens)

Sorry if this is too much, I'm not really good at writing and I enjoy the way you write the mercs in general

Aaaa I'm so sorry for taking so long- I hope this reaches your expectations!! And I'm so glad that you enjoy how I write the mercs- it's really reassuring to hear that since I'm still quite new to it www

BLU! Soldier x Reader Oneshot - You have me.

Wc: 1.8k

Themes: hurt/comfort, Angst, Fluff, Romantic

A/N: ..Does BLU Solly have a different name?

Taglist: @skeleton-stomper-xoxo @moopy-milk

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You hear a loud knock at the door, making you jump. It doesn't take much effort to know who could possibly be knocking that loud- and who would be busting the door down, had you not locked it.

You can't let him see you like this.

He'll think you're weak, right? You can't let him know how easily stuff gets to you. How easily a mere few words can plague your mind- and destroy it from the inside out. Not to mention the terrible job you've been doing on the battlefield, all of your recent losses feel like they were your fault. You could have done something better every time, and it feels like you never learn from your mistakes despite trying so hard to do so. The last battle was what tipped you off the edge completely- you could have won. But you hesitated. The RED Soldier ran off with the intelligence, and you were a second too late to attack. Most of the BLU team saw it, and decided to keep quiet and distance themselves. Spy was the only one to speak up later once you two had ended up alone in the hallway of the base.

"I NEED YOU TO GO EAT, PRIVATE! WE'RE CURRENTLY PUTTING THE FOOD AWAY AS WE SPEAK."

You nod to yourself- you know for a fact that you risk a great chance at your voice cracking if you spoke. Despite that nod, you know you don't have the guts to show your face to anyone any time soon- it's going to take a while for your face to get less red and puffy.

"I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE, COME EAT OR I'M BREAKING DOWN THIS DOOR!"

Oh. Oh no. You know that the guy has no restraint- but does he really have to do that far again? This'll be the third time you've seen him punch a hole through your door since you've been here- and you've been lucky compared to the others.

You let out a quick sigh, going up to gently lean on your door. Without opening it, you talk to him through it;

"I'll- I'll go eat later. I'm not hungry right now."

That came out a lot softer than you had hoped, and a lot more hesitant.

"NO, SIR! YOU NEED TO RE-FUEL FROM OUR EARLIER BATTLE!"

And with that, he begins to fumble with the doorknob. You try to hold it in place- but it's no use.

"I AM COMING IN NOW!! I WILL BRING YOU TO THE TABLE MYSELF."

You...don't really have a choice here, do you? You'd rather not have to ask Engie to replace your door handle again, so you reluctantly unlock it, still doing your best to hold it in place. You're still not ready to face him.

It doesn't take much for him to push the door open- nearly shoving you aside until he feels the extra weight against the door.

"THERE! NOW COME-" He cuts himself off mid-sentence when he sees your fragile form, holding your hands to your chest and making yourself appear as small as possible.

He stutters a few words, a mix between you's, what's and how's. He's never been too good with words, and he's really regretting that right now.

"WHO-" he notices the way you flinch a bit at the loudness, and immediately adjusts himself.

He takes a moment to take his helmet off and holds it close to show respect, and to show that he's listening.

"Who.. did this to you?"

You lazily shake your head, a nervous smile beginning to form. Always assuming people are the problem, that guy.

"It's nothing- I'm just overreacting and need a bit of time to mys-"

"If someone dares hurt you this much then it isn't nothing. Now tell me who did what so I can beat those commies' asses into the dirt. Was it those damned REDs?"

Your body still feels weak, so you gently go to sit on your bed, grabbing a plushie that Pyro had given you one day to pet and calm yourself. He comes to sit a few feet away from you, unsure if he should pat your back or leave you be, so he ends up sitting with his back straight and the farthest things from casually, with all of his attention on you.

"It's- still, it's just me overreacting-"

"NO- no, it is not. Let me hear what happened first."

You try to figure out how to phrase it all properly, but it's hard to do so with your thoughts racing.

"It's just- y'know, the losses n'.. Stuff."

Jane's brows furrow in confusion. But you always seemd to give it your best. You always fought as hard as you could, making sure that your team could stay in the match. He'd seen the way you'd casually warn your teammates of any nearing opponents, or how you'd skillfully avoid attacks and take down REDs. You often prioritized your team's safety over your own. He'd often hear you shout "6 o'clock!" or if there were enemies near, you suggested the team learn some basic sign language. He has to admit, it has saved him many times.

Another thing he noticed was that you tended to stick near him. Scout would often make fun of you for being Soldier's 'pocket buddy'- but you two simply managed to work well together. You were his common sense when he didn't have any. Which is why he immediately noticed that you began to keep your distance- ever since the second battle of your loosing streak, you've been straying farther and farther from him on the battlefield. He simply couldn't put two and two together. He didn't know how to help- he was never good with comfort.

So, he leaned in for a hug.

You flinched and shied away.

He could feel his heart break in his chest.

You always liked the pats on the head after battles, or when he'd pick you up and carry you to show you off after some exceptional battles. None of it added up- unless..

"Is it that damned RED soldier? Did he do something?"

You froze at the mention of him. There was no getting out of this. You took a long breath in and curled into yourself even more.

"It's- it's stupid. I'm just overrea-"

"-No. Tell me what the hell the bastard did." He was barely able to keep his fury contained. How dare that RED son of a bitch hurt you?!

You mumbled under your breath. Jane couldn't make sense of it, so he asked you once more.

"Never send a coward to fight a man's war, Biscuit." You held your breath, not wnting to reveal any more. Jane knew better, though. He knew that you simply getting called a coward wouldn't be enough to ruin your mood as much as this- you were so brave! Why would and insult that has nothing to do with you hurt so much?

So, he questioned you on it.

"...He calls be Biscuit because I crumble in the face of danger." You glance away. "That's what he said, anyways."

"But you don't. You often sacrifice yourself for the team. It's not always taking a bullet for us, but risking yourself to tell us that there's a teleporter hidden somewhere, or revealing your location to tell me to watch out behind me."

"But I am a coward! Even the BLUs think so-" You began to ramble, trying to validate your feelings- accidentally revealing too much.

He wants to comfort you. He wants to squeeze you so tight, and not let anyone take you away. To promise you you'll be safe with him. But first, a much more important question needs to be answered;

"What makes you think that?"

You panic, realising that you're going to have to reveal your secret. You hope that he's stupid enough that he doesn't get it.

"You remember earlier, when the RED Soldier took our intelligence, and was the closest to him?"

"Yes. You shot at him and missed."

"I hesitated."

He stayed quiet for a moment.

"It cost us the battle. I cost us the battle."

Still, nothing was adding up. You're always making hundreds of split-second decisions, evaluating every variable and trying to decide the best course of action in milliseconds. Why was a second of hesitation tearing you apart so much?

"Spy came up to me after the battle."

Jane's brows furrowed even farther.

"Sparing the RED soldier isn't going to make the BLU one like you any more."

"And he's right. You hate me. You all hate me. I can't do anything right, and you're all paying the price for my mistakes. I'm a liability, and- and I shouldn't even be on the battlefield!" Tears began to build up and overflow, your words getting louder and smushed together the longer you went on.

"I- I don't have anyone anymore!"

"You have me, Cupcake." His expression softens as he puts all of your words together.

"You.. you just want me to be proud of you? Buttercup, you have no idea how proud I am." He had an expression of disbelief written across his face, you really meant the world to him.

"You mean it?"

"I do.-"

"-I love you so damn much, you have no idea."

He's quick to hold you in a firm embrace when you tackle him in a hug. He only loosens up to pat you on the head and eventually moves any stray hairs before giving you a kiss on the forehead.

He breaks loose from your hug to give you a long speech about how strong you are, and how he'd be completely lost without you beside him. You sit on his lap as he reminds you of some of his favorite moments in battle- there's a fondness in his eyes when he recounts the first time he rocket-jumped with you.

He carefully wipes away any remaining tears, only to stare at you with so much love and adoration in his eyes. You really did mean a lot to him, and he'd do anything to show you his appreciation for you. He realizes that he's staring and quickly pulls you close to hide his face in the cook of your neck. This is when you realize that you forgot to tell him that you felt the same way- but before you could tell him, he just barely broke the hug enough to ask you;

"Can.. May I kiss you?"

You closed the distance without a second thought. Jane absentmindedly held you tight, and you could feel his smile grow into the kiss.

The next time you were out on the battlefield, both teams could only marvel at(-or be frustrated with) your newfound strength.

The two of you are one unstoppable force to be reckoned with.

Sept.7.23

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tiredcatboysinc · 2 years

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Okay, maybe he's kind of handsome

Hello hello, here is a Soldier x reader that I wrote. You can also read it here on ao3!

Also, this is very self-indulgent, the reader is a bit of a smartass but not like an annoying smartass, just not a pushover

Summary: You're bored out of your mind but fear not, Soldier has just come back from training. And you just realized he's a little more handsome than you remember Words: 1038

You shut the fridge door, letting out a low sigh. There was nothing to eat in this god-forsaken base or nothing that you wanted to eat, you opened the fridge again. Your eyes skimmed the shelves then grabbed a water bottle, shutting the door you pressed your back into the wall and slipped down to the floor. You cracked open the bottle, taking a few sips before setting it on the ground next to you. You let your legs spread out in front of you as you lean your head back onto the wall and let out an exasperated groan, you were bored and you needed something to do before you died from boredom. Maybe you could go talk to Scout? Or maybe do something with Engineer. The door slammed open, jostling you from your train of thought. You jumped, your head hitting the wall. "Fuck-" you brought your knees to your chest and leaned your head onto them, your hands coming to hold the place where you had bonked your head "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" your eyes peek your eyes over your knees to see Soldier standing in front of you half leaned over to look at you "I hit my head" you mumble into your knees as your brows furrow in aggravation "OH, ARE YOU OKAY CUPCAKE?" he's yelling, even though your sitting no more than 5 feet away from him.

You nod "yeah, I'm fine. would you stop yelling though? you're giving me a headache" you lean your head up so you're looking up at him "OH, sorry" he smiled sheepishly. You don't talk to Soldier often, it's not that you don't like him or anything. Sometimes he's just.. too much to handle, he's sweet and all, he just doesn't understand that he yells most of the time. "Cupcake? What are you doing?" you flinch "oh, sorry. I must have zoned out" you chuckled a little "Oh, well, get up off the floor! It can not be that comfortable!" He holds his hand out to you, you stare for a moment before moving your hand off your head and taking his hand. He quickly yoinks you to your feet, catching you off guard and knocking you off balance. You fall forward and face plant into Soldiers chest, knocking the breath out of him. He laughs as you look up at him, your cheeks flushing as you pull away quickly. He has one hand on your waist and the other on his hip "Are you alright soldier?" He asks, a big smile on his face. Fuck, maybe he's cuter than you thought. He tilts his head "Cupcake?" "HUH WHAT" you yell out as you blink quickly, he laughs again. Goddammit, you can feel your face getting redder by the seconds. "Are you alright?" He asks again, moving his hand on your waist to your shoulder "yeah, yeah I'm fine. just didn't expect to get a face full of man tits" you laugh nervously as you finally step out of his grasp.

He smiles "where have you been by the way? I didn't see you this morning" "TRAINING!" he smiles widely "I should have expected that" you smile back, your smile considerably more casual. "why'd you come in here? did you need something?" he nods "WATER" "oh, there's some in the fridge" you sit back on the floor as Soldier grabs his water from the fridge, you take a few sips from your own water. "Why do you keep sitting on the ground??" he asks as he turns around, you shrug "force of habit I suppose" you close your water and Soldier grabs your wrist, pulling you up and bringing you to the living room "This is much more comfortable!" he pulls you down onto the couch with him. One of your legs is intertwined with his "See? Much more comfortable!" He smiles brightly and you smile back, rolling your eyes "sure" he sits his water on the coffee table and you sit yours next to his, you both sit there for a few minutes in silence.

Soldier soon pulls his helmet off, sitting it in his lap as he sighs "It is very hot outside" he stretches his arms in front of him, it takes you a few seconds to realize you're staring at him again. Fuck fuck, why are you just now realizing he's really handsome? What the fuck is happening, why is your heart pounding and why are his eyes such a pretty shade of blue. He looks over at you, his eyes brows raising in a slightly shocked look. You have a lovesick look on your face, your mouth slightly ajar, your eyes wide, it almost looks like there are stars in your eyes. He smiles, a flustered look in his eyes. He turns his head away, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. You look away, your hands in your lap. You press your thumbs together "sorry.." you mutter "I didn't mean to stare at you..again" you cover your face with your hands "it's just..fuck I don't know, I've never seen your eyes and..god this sounds so stupid but they're such a pretty shade of blue, I don't know what's come over me today.." Soldier chuckles "Well, thank you Cupcake. No one's ever told me that" you glance over at him, his cheeks are dusted with pink. You lean back and let out a groan, you turn to him and grab his shoulders "would you stop being so fucking cute?? goddammit it's driving me insane!!" you shake him back n forth and he laughs.

"I'm not trying to!!" you fall into his shoulder and whine "I hate you" you mumble into his shoulder, he wraps his arm around your back and pats your back. He presses his face into the top of your head, the two of you sit there for a few seconds. Quickly he pressed a kiss into your forehead, grabbing his helmet "I've got to get back to training! I will see you later Cupcake!" and he rushes off outside, you stare at the door then press your hands to your very red face. Maybe you've got just the smallest crush on him..just maybe.

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