(okay, this one is short. sorry, UseUrNameM8, I tried. I really did. And it isn't exactly what you asked for, so sorry...But Reader-chan is sad! So, yeah...)
Your P.O.V.
the battle today...
we lost.
it hurt...when they spawn-killed us after the battle.
it normally doesn't hurt...as badly as it did today.
"Hey, toots, are you crying?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Scout.
"I don't think so...am I?" He started laughing.
"Try to cover it up all you can, toots, but you're a crybaby!" Engie smacked him over the head with his wrench.
"Shut up, boy! You don't know how she feels right now!" They started arguing. The shouting hurt my head. I quietly slipped away and into the kitchen.
"Hey, toots, make me a sandwich!" I started to feel the tears streak down my face.
"I'm not some useless woman..."
"TELL THAT TO OUR LOSS TODAY!"
he's right...
"YOU'RE TAKING IT TOO FAR, BOY! IT WAS ALL OUR FAULTS! NOT JUST HERS!"
no, he's right...
"SHE DIDN'T DO SHIT, GRANDPA!"
he's finally telling the truth...
"YOU WILL SHUT UP RIGHT NOW, MAGGOT! IF ANYTHING, IT'S YOUR FAULT!"
no, it's mine...
"SCHWINEHUND! IT'S JOUR FAULT FOR JUST STANDING ZHERE WHEN I POPPED ZHE UBER!"
that is true...idiot...
"WILL EVERYBODY JUST STOP BLOODY SHOUTING! CRIKEY, ARE YOU ALL ON YOUR PERIODS OR SOMETHING?!"
everyone started shouting and arguing with each other. I covered my ears in an attempt to get away from the noise. It didn't work, so I just went into the corner, sat down on the floor, and just started crying full force. It's not like anybody would hear me...
"HEY!"
Everyone quieted. I stopped making conscientious noise. Heavy was scary...
"Stop arguing. Is not good for teamwork. You also make (Y/N) feel unwanted."
I would have protested, but I was too scared. I was fine with feeling unwanted.
"if she didn't want to feel unwanted, she shouldn't 'ave joined a team of men. ze battlefield is no place for petite filles..."
As everyone started looking at Spy in agreement, I quickly and quietly got up and ran for my room through the other kitchen door.
The thing is, I'm fine on the battlefield. But they're abusive with their words when they get off. That's what gets me.
Scout's an asshole, who's usually right about how incompetent I am.
Soldier whips me harder than the others because 'women need to train harder to be equal to men'.
Pyro's fine, but...they're scary...
Demo is always drunk, which I have a bad history with...plus he always looks so happy when he hurts others.
Engie is too defensive of me. He treats me like a little kid nine times out of ten, which makes him an asshole.
Medic is clearly insane. He loves blood and gore, and his horrid experiments...I feel like puking just thinking of it.
YOU ARE READING
TF2 X Reader OneShots (ReDux)
FanfictionFor some reason, my first book disappeared off the face of the internet. I swear, I didn't delete it, and I'm very unhappy. A lot of work went into it. But here's a do-over.
