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have some impulsive weskennedy/leonbert smut i made in like... 5 hours. let's ring in the new year... by writing power bottom albert wringing leon out. yaaay 🐍🖤🐶 enjoy idk!
archiveofourown.org/works/768516...
#dutchfic | #weskennedy
“This is new,” Ada hummed, gliding her nail over a blooming mark on Leon’s back. Red, irritated pores budding up with dead skin and pus, scabbing along the lines where his concealed carry holster had clung to him like a second skin for so long.
#dutchfic
A screenshot of an AO3 fic I wrote about TF comic 7, titled "The Days Have Worn Away". The summary reads as follows: It hadn’t felt like you were apart at all. You’d taken them with you everywhere; in a memory, in a joke between friends. Immortalized them by sharing a name, a hairstyle, or a piece of clothing. Honored them with little homemade talismans that you’d fondly rub your thumb over and hold close to your heart, precisely where they had so effortlessly touched you in return. It would take decades to say everything, longer still to feel it. How do you show love to something that is just as much of you as your blood and bones? All you could muster was a deep, even breath and a quick swipe at your eyes. They’d invited you here, to share this with them. Just like the jungle, the mountains, the mines… This was home to you now, too. You felt complete, included. Thoroughly welcomed.
You're here! Of course you are. You were invited, after all. Come on in!
a quick, non proofread stream of sentiment about the ending of the tf comics! <3 i hope you enjoy! ^_^
archiveofourown.org/works/61497679
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2
The captain was undoubtedly curvy, but clearly felt no shame in their existence. He was respected and strong. Leon liked that, admired it. He liked it even more that it seemed to be presently shown off exclusively for him.
DAY 5: ao3.org/works/593319...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
Most wanted the modernized version that really did a disservice to the name of the coffee, if you’d asked him. One simple question would answer this for him: would this macchiato be hot or iced?
”Okay, you’re hot or iced?”
DAY 4: ao3.org/works/593319...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
“Uh oh. Here comes trouble,” Wesker’s pupils pinned behind his dark sunglasses, then blew. He couldn’t help the smirk spreading across his face as he looked over his shoulder to face Agent Leon Kennedy.
DAY 3: ao3.org/works/593319...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
Wesker never truly expressed joy with his mouth;it seldom ever gave little more than a quirk of amusement or a downturn of disapproval.Leon had discovered, however,that evidence of the stoic captain’s secret joy lay behind his eyes.
DAY 2: ao3.org/works/593319...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
“Anyway, I should probably get out of your…” he couldn’t help the grin at his own impending joke, “... fur.” Wesker rolled his eyes and gave a disgusted kind of sound that told Leon he was more amused by it than truly offended.
DAY 1: ao3.org/works/593319...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
A thread of my oneshots for Weskennedy Week, hosted on tumblr and twitter! I've had so much fun with self-indulgent AU's I'm writing for each of these in contrast to the more serious longfic I'm writing for them!
Host + Event Info: www.tumblr.com/weskennedybl...
#weskennedy | #rebhfic | #dutchfic
Twice-kissed by death, and now, a third time, by life. Life measured not by a beat within the chest, but by sensation, by pain, and now, finally, blissful peace.
PART 10: archiveofourown.org/works/561395...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
He thought about his dream, how he’d wanted to hold Medic, cradle him against him and make him his own. How good to him he’d be if he could just figure out how to be good in the first place.
PART 9: archiveofourown.org/works/534749...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
Twelve hours of defying God and medicine, billions of dollars, the risk of treason if he’d been caught… He’d already loved him. No matter what he felt for Michael, this had been a labor of love.
PART 8: archiveofourown.org/works/518110...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
Apricots, apricots, apricots.
Ludwig, Ludwig, Ludwig.
His front teeth brushed against the stone, the spot where the bones connected, where the headshot would have been so clean.
PART 7: archiveofourown.org/works/489292...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
Of course Sniper required sustenance, he was a human being. But feeling hunger (and the shame that so-often chased it) was something else entirely.
PART 6: archiveofourown.org/works/471289...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
Medic wanted to kiss him. He’d wanted to press his lips to Sniper’s while they were in that charming crooked smile, lick moisture into the chapped skin at his mouth.
PART 5: archiveofourown.org/works/439472...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
The very temptation that brought him confidence was now dead-set on pushing the feelings further into his stomach. Where he reasoned they belonged; not out and about where Medic could see them.
PART 4: archiveofourown.org/works/413061...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
“G’night, Dovey.” Sniper said the nickname again, and it sounded just as good as it had when he’d said it earlier. Effortless. As natural as Medic’s job title.
PART 3: archiveofourown.org/works/391758...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
He’d fantasized about it, feared it, wanted it, denied it. Selfish beast that he was, he’d tasted it, and he wanted more. What if this was all there would ever be?
PART 2: archiveofourown.org/works/375350...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
"Suppose I’ll try and be better. About the healin’.” He amended, gesturing to his own torso as though Medic would know where the scars were.
Medic did know where the scars were. Intimately.
PART 1: archiveofourown.org/works/367028...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
a collage of posters from my medic x sniper longfic, "thou giveth fever", with an ao3 screenshot of the synopsis layered on top, which reads as follows: A series of sequential fics about Sniper, Medic and a romance between them. This takes place after the comics, and the mercs have gone back to doing what they know: fighting over gravel. Sniper deals with the aftermath of losing his parents and grapples with his resurrection, and everyone re-adjusts to life on the base... again. Medic is content to let things return to the way they were before the team's disbanding, but finds himself troubled by the seepage of emotions into his once-exclusively-professional relationship with his greatest medical triumph. Just two mercenaries trying to figure out what to do with themselves and their feelings while navigating the dusty hellscape of Teufort, New Mexico. Positive team dynamics, no love triangles. Slow burn, mutual pining, lots of yearning. Themes of family trauma, the mortifying ordeal of being known, sexual repression and more! The mercs can be any gender/sexuality you want! Spy/Heavy is the other "canon ship". Takes liberties with bird facts and other things that I could spend hours researching on (but don't because I just do this for fun). Each part is like a story arc/"season", so it's important that they're read in order! All works are completed as of the first upload here and will update consistently every week so no dead fics! If you like what I write, please don't hesitate to comment and/or reach out to me on twitter (@MlSTERMUNDY) or tumblr (mickmundy)! Enjoy! <3
Breathe deeply, my friend.
You are my greatest achievement.
AO3: archiveofourown.org/series/2796286
BLOG: bushmedicine.dreamwidth.org
WEBPAGE: flamingokid.neocities.org/thou-giveth-...
#dutchfic | #tf2fic | #tf2 | #bushmedicine | #medicxsniper
