I have never (and I mean ever) animated anything before, so bear with me if these are a little jarring.
otp challenge, days twenty-three and twenty-four: arguing and making up afterward (no, I haven’t skipped day 22, I’m just saving it because it’s a larger artwork, and I’m using sickness downtime to just have funsies). I imagine hearing heavy tell you that you’re a discredit (or something to that effect) is like the most disheartening/devastating thing on the planet, for which there is only one salve - remuneration by kisses.
RICK PORTAL 2 BACKSTORY TIME !!! Literally have been sitting on all of this for years and its only ever been told to my two friends 👹 so excited to finally have all of it down.
Nothing graphic, but do be warned that it does deal with very dark topics 💥
Rick grew up DEEP in the rural south in a small little religious town. His family was very poor and had upwards of 5 children. His father was very physically and mentally abusive, and his mother was very neglectful and quiet. He was never close with any of his siblings, and his brothers didn't do much more than add to his problems.
He started drinking and smoking from about the age of 10, as most boys did in their town. They would all meet up in groups and share goods they stole from their parents and from corner stores.
Through everything, the only real comfort he had was movies--westerns and action flicks. They were too poor to own a TV, so he would sneak into movie theaters and drive-ins. It was a big inspiration for the person he wanted to be when he grew up and served as a good mental escape. He wanted to eventually leave this town and travel the world with nothing but the clothes on his back and a dream.
The only real friend he had through it all was Teddy. Rick was a troubled kid and could be a bit mean due to his upbringing, but Teddy was the one person he was always nice to. Something about him made him soft. They were best friends since they were toddlers and while other people came and went, those two always stuck together and stayed close.
Somewhere along the way, their relationship ended up becoming romantic. They were so young that the whole thing was confusing, but they knew well enough to keep it a secret from everyone else. Rick knew that something was deeply wrong with it and it always ate up at him inside and made him ashamed, but Teddy didn't have a care in the world. Rick made him happy and that was all that mattered.
Then when Rick turned 16, he decided that he'd had enough with school and church and his parents. He was ready to leave it all behind--but he wasn't going to bring Teddy. Teddy had a sister he was really close with, and more friends than Rick had. He had more to lose and Rick didn't want him uprooting his whole entire life for him.
So Rick broke things off with Teddy and told him never to tell another soul what had happened between them and to forget the whole thing, forget Rick. Then he jumped onto a boxcar train and left town.
He was homeless for a good bit, but managed to get a small job that gave him enough money to save up for an old, broken down truck that he lived out of. He never stayed in one place too long, hopping around and getting jobs here and there, stealing off of folks in town to get enough for food.
Rick had a hard, but very adventurous and rewarding few years out on the road, but at the end of it all, he couldn't find anyone even close to Teddy. It wasn't the same without him around and Rick decided that maybe it was worth a shot going back and seeing if somehow Teddy was still in the town they grew up in.
Rick drove back, now a full grown adult, hoping there was a way that he'd still want to talk to him again. But when he got back to town and asked around, it turned out that Teddy wasn't as great at keeping the secret as he hoped.
Teddy had tried to flirt with a man at a bar, and he didn't take too kind to it. His friends dragged Teddy outside and beat him to death, where his family found his body a few days later. By the time Rick got back to town, Teddy was long buried in a small marked grave.
It really fucked with Rick's head. After that, he buried everything that happened between them deeeep deep down and honestly just convinced himself it never happened. They were kids and they didn't know what they were doing.
After that, Rick went a lot harder on traveling around with the intent of meeting people to have one night stands with in maybe some hopes of further cementing the fact that he only liked women.
He already had a problem with drinking before, but it got worse and worse as years went on. Most of his money went straight back into drinks. He couldn't keep any sort of job for more than a few days because he was constantly day drinking, showing up wasted.
It was a great big blur for a lot of years of sleeping with women, getting fucked up on drugs, driving drunk, waking up places he didn't remember. He got into a lot of fights, most of which he started himself (definitely didn't have a weird thing where he liked fighting because it was the only time he got to touch a man.... cus that would be WEIRD ASF 🗣🗣🗣 AND MAKE HIM A FREAK.) All the while he was living out of the same truck he'd gotten at 16 which constantly needed repairs. He hardly had enough money for gas, so he usually had to siphon it from other cars. Times were ROUGH
Then one day, he met a very nice, charming man at a bar. They hit it off right away, spent the whole night talking and drinking and dancing. It felt so nice and familiar in a way that Rick couldn't place, until at one point the man tried to make an advance on him. A deep, primal panic rose inside him and Rick immediately got LIVID, punching the guy right in the face and cussing him out in the middle of the bar, calling him names and slurs before leaving once the bartender told him to.
Rick felt a deep emptiness and strange longing that he hadn't felt since he was a little kid. He thought about it for days--more than anything the fact how much he really, really did want to go home with that man.
That was when he decided that he couldn't do this anymore. He was getting too old to be living out of his truck. He hadn't had a real home since he was a kid, and that mixed with all of the drugs and high stakes adventures and fights, he was going to drive himself into an early grave.
It was time that he got an actual job, and an actual home. And maybe that would help distract him from thinking too much about that nice man at the bar.
After driving around and searching, eventually he ended up at Aperture. Nice easy desk job, impossible to get fired from, and hours and hours of overtime. He luckily ended up landing a cheap apartment because he was able to seduce the owner of the building into a lower rate and flexible payments.
Rick still had a hard time with showing up to work drunk and slacking off, but at the very least he had a roof over his head.
“Autistic sniper” “autistic engine”’”autistic medic” BIYCH THEYRE ALL AUTISTIC!!!!!
sincerely apologize to all those who were not lucky enough to play with me in the same match :'))
Some Hoob/Snoob.
We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.
i hope my first contribution to this ship gives you all diabetes.
#lets fucking go
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Hi! I wasn't sure if your doing requests right now so I'm so sorry if you aren't, feel free to ignore. I was wondering if you could write a fluffy headcanon list/mini story about how the mercs would react to a teen reader who's super shy and skittish gifting them trinkets they have made out of clay?
Hope this made sense! English is not my native language. Thank you so much.
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AW saw this in my inbox and had to do it cause i also love making things out of clay <3
Ty for the request 🎾anon!!
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He's never been close with you, since you're always hanging around engineer and heavy more.
He kinda notices how its like you avoid him, he just wants a friend
But if you were to walk up to him and shakily place a small clay trophy with a baseball bat peaking from inside of it he'd be elated.
I'd say he's jumping for joy, and is probably crying when you hand it to him because he had just lost the team the match few hours before.
Would shove it into the other mercs faces, pointing at it laughing that they're not cool enough to have gotten a trophy.
Keeps it on his window sill next to a photo of him and his ma.
(Skittish kid vs Loud USA citizen who would win)
Jokes, but soldier wouldn't get along too well with you if you're always hiding away from him and keeping lengths away.
But when you and pyro were hanging out, you had found clay heavy had brought you and were just laying on the floor of pyro's room making little clay figures.
And you had made this poor looking eagle, with a misshapen American flag on it.
And when you offered it to soldier he was ecstatic, and by ecstatic I mean holding it up to the sky laughing in pride.
Even if the eagle looks like a fat dove he loves it, (USA! USA! USA!)
Keeps it in one of his pockets
Pyro gets along with you, they're a tad strange but easy to hang around
Since pyro loves to do crafts I expect them to already have made many things for you.
But when you gift them a clay Balloonicorn they cry
cradling it in their hands and sobbing.
They'd place it down carefully and then hug you, like bone crushing type hug.
Would try and make something for you as well
He's like your dad, and through your shyness you've stuck to him.
He's an engineer (duh) so he's probably made some things to just make your life easier
He lets you stay in his workshop if the rest of the team overwhelm you.
One day he came back from a losing battle he looked down at his work desk to see a small shotty looking sentry figure, clearly made out of clay and handpainted. A little poorly, as it looked like it was constantly painted over and fixed up.
But he loves it, keeps it on a newly built shelf so it doesn't get damaged.
He's a proud father
You hand him a small Sasha made out of clay and he doesn't know what to do.
He'll chuckle and pat you on the back, thanking you saying you did a great job.
You already were about to nervously dart away when he didn't respond for a while.
He keeps it safe, making sure no one touches it. Like it was the real Sasha.
Second proud father
Stopped drinking too much when you came to the base, to make you feel a bit more comfortable.
He doesn't let you in his workspace because he doesn't want you to get hurt by any explosives or harsh chemicals. (heavy would kill him if that happened)
You make him this small eyelander out of clay, it wasn't the right colour and its a little misshapen but its the thought that counts.
If the eyelander mentions anything wrong with it, he's locking it away again
He doesn't like kids, doesn't matter if you're a teen, scout is enough to make him feel like he's 30+ (even if sniper is the youngest merc)
You are shy, and like to hang around outside under some trees to get away from scout
And near there is where he likes to practice his aiming, and where his perch is
Few weeks later, he comes up to his perch to go on lookout, and at the bottom of the ladder is an owl figure.
He'd be confused, but could see you peaking from around a tree.
Keeps it in his van, on the dashboard stuck down with superglue.
He's a little too unhinged for you
But you like his birds so you hang around just to watch them/hang out with them.
He'd show you each bird, joyful when he can show off his pets and second in command.
Medic would be holding like 3+ small dove clay trinkets which you placed into his hands and skidded off, cooing at them as he would show them all to the actual birds.
Archimedes would try to eat one
Shows them to heavy with pride
Keeps them in his office, constantly batting Archimedes away while he tries to eat them.
He doesn't like you
And you never see him so its hard if you're going to make anything for him
He doesn't like teenagers, and with your skittish nature you're always already across the room when someone other than Heavy, Engineer or Demoman is trying to talk with you.
When he notices the other mercs with these clay trinkets he snobbishly dismisses it, saying the maker clearly was a child.
And when he gets into his smoker room there is a little clay trinket on his mantel place, a spy crab.
Wouldn't admit it to anyone but it's stayed there since it was put there and he cannot fathom to remove it.
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Tag List: @therobloxmafia Posted 31.05.2024
Headcanon that Soldier is trans but he just. Forgot. So whenever he gets his period he goes to beat up Merasmus because he’s convinced it’s a curse.
otp challenge, day eleven: wearing kigurumis. i think i wanted to draw a kigurumi about as much as sniper wanted to wear one. so i guess we both had to suffer here (jk, this was fun)