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The Administrator has a right hand bathed in shadow that she casts upon the battlefield. The mercenaries give this shadow a name and bestow upon her what the Administrator had failed to: personhood. Shelly, as she's named, slowly becomes acclimated to the ranks of the hired muscle she works in the shadow of.
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Really, he should just admit it, at this point. He'd been goading her for days. One would struggle to imagine any other explanation. He had been begging for it in all but those words, hadn't he?
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13 Feb 2026
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“Play nicely, chérie, we have company.” A glance down the alley and sure enough, the enemy Medic is standing there, bonesaw waiting in hand. The BLU Spy’s thumb strokes along an exposed patch of skin along your stomach as a sort of bizarre apology. The tenderness of the invisible gesture catches you off guard. “You’re still a bastard,” you hiss without much venom, and you can feel his amused chuckle more so than hear it as he slits your throat.
An enemies to lovers fic inspired by "When the Chips are Down" from Hadestown.
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13 Jan 2026
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slurred words and stumbling footsteps accompany a disheveled frenchman as he drinks his emotions of what you both once had with each other. when you pick him up to take care of him, it may prove that you have had a similar weakspot for him, even after all this time...Bookmarked by fertferticus444
11 Jan 2026
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Spy indulges in your sick games to please you.
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11 Jan 2026
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"Your eyes tell a dreadful story." He rudely interrupted your reverie.
"Do they? I'd say it was a pretty sweet one." He cocked an eyebrow.
"Oh, I'm sure. The kind of sweet dream a maniac like you has, certainly. What were you thinking about now? Something to do with breaking bones, yes?"
Was he trying to tempt you? "Are you trying to tempt me?" You looked at his wrist. It was still in your hand, now completely still. He shuddered, the act obviously for show, to get the message across: he thought you were gross.
"God, no," he said. "Only the most disturbed of minds would miss the obvious scorn and interpret it as an invitation instead."
Spy brat correction. The reader is a male mercenary from RED who has an unhealthy infatuation with the BLU Spy.
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