my gender is whatever is funniest in the moment (any pronouns except they/them) - I am an adult and this blog may touch on sensitive or mature topics, though I try to properly tag warning I may miss some. If I do don’t hesitate to let me know! - [Header image description: A low quality version of the “graphic design is my passion” meme that has been poorly edited to say “taking underdeveloped side characters and giving them depth is my passion” with a stretched image of the Team Fortress Classic introduction panel from the Catch-Up Comic. End description.]
two words: Ninja Orphanage. I like to think c!soldier and c!scout somehow come to the conclusion one day that orphans would make the best ninjas, so they dream of one day training orphans to be ninjas. I consider it a perfect retcon because it means these two are still assholes but not unstomachable, you know? It’s also the perfect amount of stupid.
That’s incredible XD I know there are some other TFC fans who interpret the line as cScout and cSoldier intending on training the orphans into some kind of army, so it would fit right in lol. I have an overall pretty serious interpretation of the story and characters so our headcanons might not fit that well with each other, but TF2 is primarily a slapstick comedy and ninja orphans is the perfect about of silly for that XD
Besides, based on what tragic backstories in fiction have taught me, orphans probably would make pretty good ninjas
I have a silly headcanon for c!soldier and c!scout if you want to hear it. It’s meant to be like the perfect retcon but I want to clear it past a tfc fan first.
I’d love to hear your headcanon!! You of course don’t need anyone’s permission for a headcanon but I’d love to hear about and discuss it :D
Idk if you already answer to it but what do you think about the old design of the classic mercs?
I haven’t answered this question before and I’m sorry I forgot about this ask sitting in my inbox for nearly two months 😭
As for the old designs, I think it’s a little fun how some of them look like they could be the same characters as the new designs (like cSpy and cEngie) while others (mostly cDemo and cHeavy) look completely different. I don’t think I like any of the old designs more than the new ones, but I like the military hat the old cSoldier had, and the bucket hat old cSniper had that also got brought back for the comics.
When making my personal designs for them I base their outfits off of the comics and therefore the newer designs for them, but it’s fun to look at the older designs for inspiration!
I have so many ideas about this so I’m putting them under a Read More for convenience
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His eyes both consist of six detachable parts: the actual optical center, the lens, and a cushioning/protective sphere divided into four parts like slices around the center. The optical center is a cylinder that attaches directly to the optical nerve that cannot be removed without risking frying his occipital lobe. The part that actually recieve sensory input is a small disk of australium that can detect particles known as PHF (PlotHole Filling Particles, because canon gave me a magical material that I WILL use to explain my fake science). Because the austalium has no direct contact with his organic body it gives him no health- or immortality related benefits. The four protective pieces are removable mostly for maintenance purposes. The darker back halves of them are soft and filled with a liquid that can be adjusted through miniature pumps in the harder front halves in order to regulate the pressure in them so Virgil doesn’t get any more headaches than he already does. The liquid is red and viscous (which is 100% because of @dinoburger ’s art of Virgil “bleeding” from the eyes that I thought looked so cool I needed to incorporate it into my version of canon)
He can see through pretty much everything, from walls to skin, so he can’t really see faces, though he has learned to recognize his team’s facial bones (he’s also good at recognizing people through body language and build and was never really skilled at reading facial expressions anyway). He can only see shapes and not color which means he can’t watch movies, look at pictures or read anything written on a flat surface. Because he can see through skin he doesn’t technically need to open his eyes to see, but those processes are still pretty automatic so he blinks anyway.
Here is some art I made that depicts what Virgil sees
Since he doesn’t see visible light his circadian rhythm is FUCKED. There is no telling when or even if this man sleeps. It also means he will just be hanging out in a pitch black room sometimes, scaring the shit out of whichever sorry soul happened to walk in.
He has ptosis (droopy eyelids), both because of sleep deprivation and the eye surgery. Because his right eye is his dominant one and the one he relies on for sniping, the surgery was performed on the left eye first so they could get the process down. This meant it took longer and lead to the ptosis being a lot more prominent on his left eye. On his right eye he doesn’t really notice it but on his left the edge of the eyelid is right over the pupil which messes with his vision a little.
Because of refraction, seeing through walls is pretty weird and took a long time to get used to. The first few days he really struggled with things like picking up an item from a table or trying not to walk into walls, kind of like he had a pair of those mirror glasses that makes your vision upside down. His field of vision simply did not align with his body and movements the way he was used to. He fell down the stairs twice.
Virgil’s biological eyes were infected by the enemy medic which progressively made his vision blurry to the point where he couldn’t do his job. He had to practically beg Fred to make replacements. He did not have to beg Gabriel (cMedic) to do the actual surgery though.
Originally, Fred made the eyes to match Virgil’s biological eyes which were dark brown, but he never got it quite right so he just went in the opposite direction and made them very obviously not natural.
His eye sockets itch sometimes.
Once Gabriel was done studying his eyes, Virgil and Gregg blew them up.
I want to tell you how happy I'm from finding your profile and posts, its like fresh water for my tfc hyperfixation.
I've always thought Tfc is better than TF2 (mostly to cope for how dirty the comics made them lol), and you’re giving me more reasons to think about that. Would like to see more writing or drawings from you (or share headcannons, idk), so... Could you draw cDemo? He has been growing on me a little too much heh
This ask made me so happy, thank you! There will absolutely be more drawings, writing and headcanons about them from me, but sadly I’m in a bit of a motivational slump right now so it might take a while 😔 but I’ll definitely draw cDemo at some point!
And you’re Gral_Smoke on AO3? I’ve been reading The run for the flag and really enjoying it! It’s been so nice to see the TFC team do the same kind of stupid slice-of-life shenanigans that the TF2 team does, instead of flavorless 2 dimensional villains. Glad to know you’re enjoying my blog like I enjoy your fics!
I have a TFC fic that I started working on over a year ago but that I’ve made 0 progress on lately. It is currently (and has been for months) at 7k and I think it’ll be close to 10k when finished. In order to maybe motivate myself to keep working on it I’m gonna post some of it here
Please enjoy the summary and establishing scene of the currently unnamed fic that I am writing in a document simply titled “Th greg fic” [sic]
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Summary: The year is 1933 and the mercenaries of Team Fortress have been working together for three years. Routines and friendships have formed, and they’ve mostly grown to know what to expect from each other. But for nearly a week now, something has been a little off. Gregory and Ross, who had been inseparable since day one, are avoiding each other. Ross is somehow more quiet than usual, and Greg is in the type of bad mood that sours everything around him. It’s affecting the team’s efficiency on the battlefield, and team morale off of it. Virgil is sick and tired of this bullshit, and decides to lock Greg and himself in a closet about it.
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Greg has no idea why he’s here. He’s not in the mood to talk to anyone, and he knows the others have picked up on that and aren’t in the mood to talk to him either. Yet here he is, sitting on the couch in the rec room, while half of the team is playing poker at the table in the adjoining kitchen. Not with real money this time because Gregg (Demo Gregg, that is) wanted to join and he’s lost enough money already. Beatrice had scoffed and told him to get better at the game, but Chev had said that perhaps playing something with lower stakes would avoid any additional tensions between teammates, and Gabriel had backed him up in that annoyingly measured I-know-better-than-you voice he gets sometimes. Gee, wonder what that’s about, hm? Can’t they just let him mope in peace?
The room smells like smoke, as always. Beatrice and Fred both have cigars hanging in their lips, filling the room with smoke that slowly drifts out of the open window. Fred is smoking those fancy ones Gabriel had bought for him as thanks for helping him with a nerdy science machine, apparently it made the “bacteria cultivation process” easier or something. Beatrice, however, is smoking that cheap brand you can get in town. The same brand Ross usually gets. Greg scrunches his nose. What a stupid thing to notice, in this stupid, stifling room. He’s been tapping rhythms into the armrest for half an hour, his other hand fiddling with the buttons on his shirt and his knee has been bouncing non-stop. He should go for a run, that would clear his head. Anything but sitting here, listening to Gregg talk too excitedly and giving away his hand again, smelling the familiar smoke that right now is getting on his nerves, despite how comforting it usually– Nope. Get out and run until you can’t think anymore.
It seems like a decent enough plan, so he stands up with the intent of leaving towards the hallway, but Fred’s voice reaches him before can get past the threshold.
“Oh, Gregory, if you’re on your way, d’ya think you could go get some dish soap from storage? Virg said he used up the last of it earlier.” The other people at the table have quieted and aren’t trying to hide in the slightest that their full attention is on the conversation in front of them. It takes more focus that he wants to admit to not snap out the reply.
“If he used the last of it, why doesn’t he go get it?” Fred just shrugs in reply, a polite smile on his lips that Greg has learned isn’t always genuine.
“Y’know how he is.” Boy, does he. Virgil is, putting it more nicely than he deserves, not a team player. He’s fine on the battlefield, providing useful information from his nest and willing to go along with others’ plans, and he is definitely a lot better now than he was three years ago when he barely spoke to anyone if he could avoid it, but he is still antisocial on the best of days. Not that Greg dislikes the man, he might even call him a friend on a good day, but today is not a good day and right now he thinks Virgil is being downright insufferable. Fred is always too lenient with him.
“Fine.” At least it will get him out of the room and away from his nosy teammates. The doorframe doesn’t have a door anymore, which is probably a good thing because otherwise he would have slammed it.
Because it’s the 30s and Virgil isn’t really involved in the queer community at all, words like “asexual” and “sex averse” are nowhere near his vocabulary, but someone did call him a “sexless freak” at one point and he thought it was really funny and started using it for himself.
I was wondering if you still write fanfiction about tfc And if so, will there be more? Cause I think it have so little history about them
(cause I really like Ross and S!Greg(I don't mean to sound pushy, I'm just obsesse with this ship😭))
Hello anon! I don’t find it pushy, I’m happy there are other people in the world who likes them too XD
I am however curious if you maybe sent this to the wrong person, cause I don’t think I’ve posted anything that’s a full-on fanfic and not just small drabbles and ideas. Although I am, coincidentally, writing fics for them (or more accurately daydreaming about possible fics) that I plan on posting at some point! There is one I’ve gotten quite far with, but I haven’t worked on it in forever because I keep forgetting it exists lol
I have a TON of ideas for the TFC mercs, especially Virgil (am I predictable or what) and Crowbars&Kevlar, and hopefully one of these beautiful days I’ll even get off my ass and write them
In the meantime feel free to send asks or share your own ideas if you’ve got anything specific in mind, it might get my brain cogs turning 😆
Hey, I was wondering if you know the tf classic ship names cause I was wondering if they all have ships names and your opinions on it. I know cmedic and cheavy is heal and steel but for exemple cdemo and cpyro, Cspy and Csoldier does have a ship name? Or like blu Cpyro and red Cpyro?(in talking about real ship name for them and not the same ship name use for tf2)(sorry if it not clear english isn't my first language)
Since the TFC side of the fandom is really small compared to the TF2 side I’m pretty sure most combinations of the characters don’t have any kind of consensus around their ship names, but I’ve tried to put together a list of the ones I’ve seen (with varying prominence).
Heal and Steel (cHeavy x cMedic)
Special Eyes (cEngineer x cSniper) this one is also pretty well established
Sharpsnooping or Optical Camoflage (cSpy x cSniper)
Hot and Heavy (cPyro x cHeavy)
Crowbars and Kevlar or Gone AWOL (cScout x c Soldier, I use the former)
Classic Helmet Party (cSoldier x cEngie x cMedic x cDemo)
I know this a very short list but I hope you find it helpful either way!
This post is officially an open invitation for people to share their ideas for TFC ship names!
I’ve noticed the name Ghost being used more frequently for c!Spy, and I really like it but I’m also curious where it came from. And since I’m trying to make an ao3 collection with TFC fics I like (progress is slow because I keep forgetting about it) I’m reading some fics made a while ago, and I think this chapter might be the earliest use of the name Ghost for c!Spy! I could be wrong so if I am please correct me, I’m putting it here either way cause it’s a good fic and I highly recommend it
I think my worst TFC headcanon is that Virgil has knuckle tattoos that say HEAD SHOT and the reason he wears fingerless gloves is because he regrets them