I Am Heavy Weapons Guy

Semi-selective rp blog for canon RED Heavy weapons guy Penned by Paint

[redrock-reloaded]

Headcanon heavy Great Khans, canon and OC. Currently rostering Papa Khan, Jessup, and Regis + my own OC Sun

Rules Muses Mun

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My blog is pretty empty atm but I used to run @kritzhaus and @redheav if you want to see my writing style.

[redheav]

Hii I'm pretty sure none of my old followers are still around but I'm trying to get back into RP now you can find me here!

[redheav]

⛅🍃 (( IM LATE. I LOVE YOU

  𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩   𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭   𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞   !

OOHHH REALLY LOVE THIS. WANTING THIS.

[redheav]

☀️   best friends

  𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩   𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭   𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞   !

Yes!! I love these quiet boys being besties!!

[redheav]

🌼 older sibling

  𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩   𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭   𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞   !

LOVE THIS,, YES. Sobbing over this

[redheav]

🌦 enemies to friends??????????????

  𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩   𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭   𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞   !

Yessssssssss heehee 

[redheav]

☀️ best friends

  𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩   𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭   𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞   !

😭😭 if only Misha wasn’t such a medic stan hehehe

[loisnclark]

𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !

    do   you   want   a   certain   kind   of   ship   with   my   muse  ?   check   out   the   key   below   &   send   me   a   symbol   to   tell   me   what   kind   of   ship   you   want   !     note  :    my   muse   =   blog   owner’s   muse     /     your   muse   =   sender’s   muses

romantic relationships !

💘  friends to lovers ❣️  enemies to lovers 💜  love at first sight 💙  slow burn 💚  skinny love 💔  exes to lovers again 🖤  on again , off again

familial relationships !

🌼  older sibling 🌺  younger sibling 👭  twins 🌻  friends like siblings 🍃  cousins 🌵  parental

friend relationships !

☀️   best friends 🌦   enemies to friends 🌈   friends since childhood  ⛅️  friends of circumstance  ☁️  school friends  🌩  friends from traumatic experiences

enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse 🗡   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

[krankenklaus]

Working Overtime

[krankenklaus]

Well, the pain medication would kick it, but it was such a low dose the Heavy wouldn’t be able to feel much of it. Maybe a nice tingling sensation that took off the edge of the pain. 

“We get to work,” Klaus replied. “Now, I’m going to remove the arrow first if that’s alright.” Embedded objects were hard to remove, especially when the patient was fully conscious. 

[redheav]

Tingling did indeed begin to cloud Misha’s senses, not enough to make him feel out of control however, which was exactly what he wanted. He still wiggled his fingers and toes as he felt it take hold, just to make sure he still could.

The Russian only grunted to Klaus, titling his body towards him as an invitation to work. Though his eyes stayed fixed on the doctor.  

[redheav]

npcharacters‌:

【🔧】— “Great, great– if th’ picchur werks then all Ah gotta do iiisss….” He stood on the toes of his boots to reach the top of the antenae, and very slowly twisted the nodes at the top counter clockwise until the sound was crystal clear (or at least as crystal clear as a 1969 black and white television could get with a signal four hundred miles away.)

        “Perfect, thanks pardner,” the Engineer chirped, poking his head around to make sure that the visual signal hadn’t changed while he tampered with the audio. As Captain Kirk spoke, he speed-walked to the kitchen counter to grab his now lukewarm coffee and hurried back to the couch to take a seat, propping his left elbow on the armrest as he took a disappointing sip. It was too late to try and reheat it now.

       Dell took notice that Heavy was paying attention to the television after the fact of him asking to help him out, and he smirked a bit.

          “So yer a Trekkie too, huh?” He asked. A lot of people would have cringed at the term, but what else would you call a Star Trek fan?

Misha watched with a mild fascination as the Engineer, ‘worked his magic’ as the Americans said. It was impressive. The Russian’s knowledge of technology considered mundane here was extremely limited, but growing up in isolated Siberia with only the sun to tell the time would do that to a person.

He only tilted his head to watch the Engineer leave his periphery, then returned his attention to the television. 

The continued conversation, however, threw him off just a little. Heavy is silent with consideration for a moment before replying, confusion colouring his voice.

“Trekkie? What is this?”

[build-em-up]

   @redheav liked for a starter! 

   One by one they fell like snapped twigs. Thwap. Another one of BLU cursing beneath a breath nursing a hand. He didn’t need to be a medical kind of Doctor arms wrists didn’t bend that way.  Crack. Another one that would need bones mended by their Medic. Amazing what ‘friendly competition’ turned into with opposing teams paid to murder one another and a few chips of money thrown in. It was only a matter of time before even something as easy arm wrestling would turn into nothing short of a gladiatorial bloodbath. Thumbs looped around his utility belt and only for the moment he is content to watch. Slam. The familiar crack of bone being splintered. Air is sucked between teeth and he feels his face twist into a grimace for his team. It always amazes him how fragile flesh and blood tend to be. How quickly a body can snap. 

     The Engineer is a smart man, he does not take to risks blindly. He watches and thinks, runs the numbers in his head, weighs his chances, and decides. 

   Easing his way past the huddled crowd he slides into the make shift seat of an upturned barrel, an easy grin sliding onto features at the Heavy across. Gloved fingers hand grips to the edge of the table, the thumb of his free hand tipping his hardhat by way of greeting as an easy grin slides onto features. Elbow rests against the table, (was that blood on the wood?) ungloved open hand waiting to meet the challenge. There’s little question why the Heavy calls himself a giant, why his own teammates do the same. He needs to look up, up, up, to even meet eye to eye with the Heavy.

    “Reckon we’d better get t’ givin’ ‘em a show.” 

[redheav]

How meaningless injury and death had become to them. Twenty years ago, Heavy would have felt a pang of guilt for breaking another man’s arm without reason to. But now? After being introduced to Medic and his healing device--the concept of guilt barely crossed his mind. 

Awaiting a new challenger, Heavy’s knuckles crack as he flexes his fingers.  Though when one finally steps forward, his eyebrows raise in surprise. An Engineer? Really?

He stays quiet as he considers this. Engineer. Engineer is far too smart to be throwing himself into an arm-wrestling contest of all things--especially one where he is so sorely out-gunned. 

So what is he doing?

The giant tilts his head and lets out a single, breathy chuckle. After eyeing the hand carefully for something that might give away some robotic enhancement, he raises his hand to meet the other. 

“Yes.” He wiggles his fingers, “Let us.”

[redheav]

sorry i disappeared off the face of the earth there for a second 😅 gonna get back to it

[lespionrouge-deactivated2025110]

(( whew it’s been a pretty long time since i had one of these so forgive me if i’m a bit goofy in findin my footin here! but hi whats up i’m here to rp :)

mun is 18 (no nsfw :/), 6+ years experience, para/multipara style, a lil selective but friendly and simply vibing! 

muse is a prickly (read: lonely) RED spy oc with problems disorders and he needs friends </3 

lookin forward to chillin with yall!! 

[redheav]

tcxastough‌:

【🔧】— The stern look and scowl, if Misha was attempting to intimidate, was all the intimidation he needed, as the tiny human was indeed quite intimidated. She was still pleasantly surprised that he was willing to help, however; he was in no way obligated to, especially since he already had decided on not initially attacking her and allowing her shelter from the storm. 

       “Right, s’pose Ah cain’t stretch yer hospitality any more than Ah already have,” she replied shakily. The storm wouldn’t be ending any time soon, but he had a point, going out there now would be foolhardy. Still, she hoped by the time it was over and they could get out there that the securitron unit wasn’t completely buried in sand.

         Since there was nothing much else to do, she picked the book that had interested her back up and flipped it open for a moment. The silence in conversation was more deafening than the raging sandstorm outside, like having a large, green elephant in the room or something.

          “So uh… y’ like collectin’ books, huh?” She asked. She refrained from making any kind of comment that might be misunderstood as snide or insulting. “Not many folks really ‘ppreciate th’ old texts anymore.” It was strange that, had the individual been a human or ghoul, she would probably be a lot more enthusiastic about speaking with another person who collected literature.

Misha had allowed the silence to fester, not replying to her initial response. Instead, he resigned himself to keeping a careful watch on the human. His heavy breathing the only sound that escaped him as he wondered why he was doing this.

Knowing the books were safe in her tiny hands, the mutant allowed her to examine them once more. 

“Not many people can read.” He replied curtly. 

For a moment he was quiet again, slowly rolling his shoulders as he gazed at the floor. Did he really feel guilty for being short with a human stranger? He sighed.

“Yes. I collect them. I read many times.” Another pause, shorter this time, “Most from libraries. Many burn but some did not.”

A third pause, a second sigh. “They are not useful but--Hn.”

[redhatmeg]

People make fun of Meet the Heavy but it’s actually well-made Character Establishing Moment.

Like, in short monologue from Heavy we learn that the guy is not just dumb muscle - he throws concrete data about his weapon of choice, in a calm, almost calculated fashion, and ends his lecture with a little Badass Boast: “I’m yet to find the guy that can outsmart the bullet.”

Honestly, Meet the Heavy is one of the best made Meet the… videos.

[krankenklaus]

Working Overtime

[krankenklaus]

“Light dose only,” he repeated as he prepared the IV line. When it came time to insert the needle, he carefully cleaned the crook of Heavy’s arm with an antiseptic wipe, then hesitated. Hesitated because he wasn’t sure what Heavy’s response would be to the needle. 

“Just a small pinch,” he promised as he gently inserted the needle. 

The dose was small as promised. Klaus was worried Heavy wouldn’t even feel its effects and he was tempted to adjust the dose to something much higher. But he didn’t want to lose Heavy’s trust. Or was little of it he had. 

[redheav]

Misha braced himself for the prick, not putting up a resistance as the other man handled him. He watched with a suspicious eye, even through the sharp sting of the needle breaching his skin. It seemed he had felt worse.

After accessing what he could from the IV bag, Misha stared down at the needle itself, embedded neatly in his skin. He’d never admit it, but the sight made him feel queasy. 

“What happens now?” 

[redheav]

BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOUR CHARACTER.

[ COLORS ] red. crimson. vermilion. tomato. burgundy. brown. tan. beige. ochre. sienna. orange. peach. tangerine. marigold. amber. yellow. citrine. mustard. butter. daffodil. green. lime. mint. emerald. olive. blue. royal blue. teal. navy. sky. purple. lilac. mauve. plum. amethyst. pink. coral. magenta. rose. blush. black. jet. ebony. licorice. bistre. white. ivory. snow. vanilla. champagne. grey. dove grey. charcoal grey. slate. ash. pastels. jewel tones.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. fog. wood. metal.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canines. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. fur. feathers. scales. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. cheekbones. feline. pointed ears. chubby. curvy. short. tall. muscular. slender. trained. piercings. tattoos. strong. weak. struggling. athletic. lithe. curls.

[ WEAPONS ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. words. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. pistols. machine guns. slingshots. katana. maces. staff. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. peace. rifles. cannons. mind.

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. copper. bronze. iron. rust. steel. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. quartz. metals. glass. shell. bone. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. satin. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. ichor. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. vinyl. carbon nanotubes. circuits. vibranium. adamantium.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. stream. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. woods. hills. highlands. islands.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. tigers. wolves. panthers. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. vultures. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. songbirds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. deer. dogs. rabbits. mantises. crows. ravens. mice. jackals. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. foxes. phoenixes. peacocks. coyote. bears.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ]   sugar. salt. candy. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. soda. spices. herbs. apple. citrus. raspberry. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. gingerbread. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. stew. rice. ambrosia. bread.

[ HOBBIES ]  music. art. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. riding. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. technology. swimming. theater. libraries. magazines. piano. violin. cello. guitar. lute. mandolin. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. trumpet. flute. drums. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. eating. climbing. running. hiking. stargazing. reading.

[ STYLE ]   lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. barefoot. heels. leggings. trousers. khakis. jeans. skirt. shorts. earrings. necklace. collar. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. bracers. belt. layers. bandana. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. bracers. sweaters. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visors. eye contacts. makeup. implant. artificial parts. robes. t-shirts. henleys. athletic shirt. joggers. tennis shoes. cargo pants.

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. sadness. happiness. fatigue. energetic. manipulation. faith. optimism. pessimism. realism. loneliness. family. friends. chronic pain. assistants. somnambulism. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. devotion. smoking. drugs. drinking. kindness. love. hugs. time. questions.

TAGGED BY: @tcxastough TAGGING: @soldieringwithscience @worstaid @sunny-swordsman

[wizardsexmachine]

Heavy TF2 is an absolute unit and I would let him crush my skull with his bare hands but I know he is too gentle to ever do that. He would simply cradle me, like babie bird. Absolutely saucy.