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The four genders

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red and blu medic kandi! 💉💖

(link leads to the kofi listing!)

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hi! just wanted to send this after your most recent reblog to let you know that i've recently become a big fan of ur writing and using my big brain (/j), i can tell by your posts that you've been experiencing some hardship and loss. i'm sorry if you've ever dealt with jerkface anons trying to rush you when you need to take time for yourself. a writer's mental health and general well-being matters just as much as the reader's. i'm wishing you the best and know that i'll be waiting around for when you return rather than turning to mind-numbing AI. Cheers ✨️🪷🩷

Awww thank you so much anon! I haven’t had anyone trying to rush me, I just reblogged that as a general, “fuck A.I.” sentiment, but I appreciate your concern!

I’ve actually been doing much better now, my writing pace has just gotten slower, in part because I’ve started to drift towards other fandoms that I may want to write for one day.

TF2 is always gonna have a special place in my heart though, and I doubt I’ll ever leave the fandom completely. I still plan to finish Kinktober!

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Team Fortress 2 Kinktober Time Three: Return of the Kink

Day 17: Dom Drop (Aftercare)

🔞 MINORS DNI 🔞

Pairings: Engineer x Reader (no gender specified!)

Summary: Engie needs some reassurance after a particularly rough session with you.

Tags: Aftercare, dom drop, nothing really explicit, mentions of rough play

Word Count: 1.6k

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You weren’t sure how long you were laying limp on the bed, face buried in a soft pillow. You barely had the strength to turn your head to the side and take in much needed breaths of fresh air. Your whole body trembled, your ass stung, and coming down from the rush of such a splendid high had left you feeling strung out and dizzy. It was almost like being hungover, but mercifully lacking the throbbing headache. You were pretty sure you had started crying at some point, but you soon lacked the energy even for that.

Only when Engie returned to the bedroom with a cool glass of water did you start to come to your senses, his soft voice coaxing you back to reality. “Come on now, you need to drink, sweetheart.

You rolled over and sat up with a groan, wincing from the aches and stings that spread through your body as the pain killing endorphins that had flooded your bloodstream mere minutes ago began to ebb away. The only thing motivating you to sit up at all was your thirst, which you were suddenly very aware of. Taking the glass, you gulped the water down like your life depended on it. The cool drink soothed your throat, strained from just how loud you had been moaning- well, more like screaming.

“Thank you,” you gasped, having drained the glass within seconds. Engie managed to take it from you moments before you collapsed against him. With a soft chuckle, he placed the glass on the nightstand before wrapping his arms around you, looking down at your downright blissed out expression. “That was…” you muttered, failing to find any fitting words. “…Wow.”

Engie chuckled, guiding you back down to lay on the bed. “Just ‘wow?’”

“I’m not good with words right now,” you said, rolling out of Engie’s embrace to press your body into the bedsheets. They were soft and cool against your skin, soothing the lingering pain.

“You’re still okay, right?” Engie asked, laying down next to you. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“It was perfect,” you mumbled, cuddling up against your partner. He pulled you in again, unwilling to keep his hands off you for long. He trailed his fingers up and down your back lazily, slowly beginning to venture lower. A sharp inhale from you made him freeze. Your ass still stung, even with the most gentle of touches.

“Damn it, I’m sorry!” Engie pulled his hand away quickly.

“It’s okay, just be careful. I’m probably going to be sore there for a while.” You gave him a reassuring smile. He didn’t seem convinced.

“You’re sure you’re alright, darlin’? I went pretty hard on you-”

“I promise. I’m okay.” You looked up at Engie, examining his expression. He looked concerned, obviously, but there was also a trace of what you could only describe as guilt. “Dell, are you alright?”

“Pardon?”

You repeated yourself. “Are you alright?”

“Oh, don’t go worryin’ about me now, sweetheart. You’re the one who-”

You were quick to cut him off. No partner of yours was going to put aside his own comfort on your watch. “It doesn’t matter if I was the one ‘taking it,’ Engie. We were both involved, so we both need to check in with each other.” Your voice softened. “Now, are you alright?”

Engineer stammered, paused for a long moment, and then finally spoke. “I don’t know.”

“That’s okay,” you said. “Do you want to talk about it for a bit?”

There was quiet for a while, heavy with unspoken words, but you didn’t pry. Engineer would talk when he was ready, and you weren’t going anywhere anytime soon. You felt him breathe deeply, his chest rising and falling a few times before he finally broke the silence.

“Being rough with you, having so much control, it was like a high.” He took another deep, shuddering breath. “And now, I don’t know. Something just feels off, I should be all happy, but…”

He trailed off, at a loss for words, not sure how to describe this feeling. Luckily, it was something you were quite familiar with.

“You’re dropping,” you said, mentally kicking yourself for not realizing it sooner. Engie nodded. That was the best way to describe it. “That’s normal. Adrenaline is one hell of a drug.”

“This was all so new,” Engie said. A bit of guilt still marred his expression, but he was also looking quite relieved to know that this was a normal occurrence. “I felt bad for being so rough on you, and for enjoying it so much.”

You nodded, listening intently. “What can I do to help you through this?” you asked. There was a chance you wouldn’t be able to do anything more than stay by his side for now, but it couldn’t hurt to ask.

Engineer thought for a moment before responding. “Maybe you could, I don’t know, tell me what you liked? Specifically?” His face flushed red. It would have been cute if he wasn’t obviously having such a hard time right now. “I just want to know that you enjoyed yourself.”

“Oh, where to start!” you said with a laugh, immediately lightening the mood. If he wanted to know what you enjoyed, you could go on for hours. “Well, I never knew you could be so assertive! You’re usually such a gentleman, it was nice to be ordered around for once. Oh, and you’re much stronger than I thought, just throwing me around, using me like a toy…” You shivered at the memory, a wide, wistful grin stretching across your face.

“Well, I am used to lugging around a heavy toolbox almost every day,” Engie said, shrugging. Already his voice seemed lighter, more cheery. He almost sounded proud of himself.

“What else…” you murmured, mostly to yourself. You had so thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience that it was difficult to single out specific things. Oh, but there was one moment that had been a particular favorite of yours. “Honestly, I really liked it when you spanked me. I didn’t even need to tell you to do that! Fuck, it was hot.”

Engie chuckled, giving you a knowing look. “I thought you might enjoy that.”

You had no clue how Engie had pegged you as a masochist, but he had, and now you had the subtle sting and red marks adorning your ass as a reminder. You liked to think it was because the two of you had some kind of special connection. That, or he had just paid attention to your reactions in the past, like when you would get on top and he would lose himself, clawing at your thighs to get you to go faster. You always did seem to come so much harder when he did that.

Still, he was a bit hesitant with outright spanking, his primary concern being that in the heat of the moment he may accidentally use the Gunslinger hand. That would have been very bad, and most likely would have resulted in a horribly embarrassing trip to the medbay.

“I don’t recall ever telling you I enjoyed pain,” you said. “Am I really that easy to read?”

“Well, you ain’t exactly subtle. You always moan louder when I graze my teeth along your neck”

“Oooh, maybe you can bite me next time!”

Engie gave a nervous chuckle, but his smile didn’t falter. “Maybe we’ll work our way up to that.”

“You really do make me feel so good,” you said. You were completely genuine, and you wanted to make sure he knew that. “Thank you for doing this with me, Dell.”

“Well, I aim to please,” he said, turning his head away to hide the warmth rising in his cheeks. It wasn’t very effective. He always got flustered when you used his real name.

“I see that blush!” you giggled. “I think you like it when I praise you!”

“Ah, come on, don’t tease me now,” Engie said, awkwardly trying to hide his face against the pillow.

“It’s cute! You’re adorable when you get all red like that!” You nestled against his side, watching as he blushed right down to his neck. “I’m guessing you’re feeling a bit better now?”

Engie nodded, finally turning to face you, even with his face still rosy as ever. “Very much. Thank you, darlin’.” He placed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I really don’t deserve you.”

“You’re the one who agreed to do this with me, Dell. I should feel lucky to have you.” You rested your head on his chest, yawning softly. “Ready to get some sleep?”

Engie nodded, brushing a stray hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear. You blinked away sleep to look up at him, smiling warmly. “I don’t know how I’m going to feel tomorrow, darlin’. I might need some more reassuring, I hope it ain’t too much of a bother.”

“Not at all,” you said, throwing your arms around him like he was an oversized teddy bear. Engie welcomed the embrace, pulling you to basically lay on top of him. You closed your eyes, feeling the texture of his flannel sleep shirt on your cheek. “You can come to me with whatever you need. Like I said, we’re in this together.”

You could feel Engie sigh. He played with your hair absentmindedly. It felt nice. He seemed better now, but you still tried to stay up, just in case he needed you. Only when his breathing evened out did you let yourself drift off, giving in to the pull of sleep, feeling rise and fall of his chest, and hearing the steady beat of his heart beneath you.

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Hey fellas, I’ve got a strawpage! Send stuff and things!

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Maybe if people updated more we wouldn't turn to ai

You’re a pathetic, impatient loser. Fanfic writers owe you nothing, and their writing is their own, not yours to do with as you choose, you entitled brat.

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If family members of mine could stop fucking dying that would be GREAT-

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Y’all holy shit it’s my birthday today-

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and uhhhh bonus

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God the way you draw Spy gives me butterflies in my stomach. I'm so serious.

Aww, thanks!! Here, have a Spy WIP I never got around to finish 💖

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uh they're not sweaty they uh just got out of the pool fr fr

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i am very normal about spy in comic 7 obviously

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Do you think that mask still stinks?

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I’ll be honest fellas I didn’t know why y’all found Scout attractive but seeing him in comic 7 with his long (read: pull-able) hair and his sweet responsible dad (read: dilf) energy, I might be coming around

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HERBERT????????

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I know the love and effort the writers and artists put into this but c'mon man can't we just see how Medic is doing? Can't we have a nice cozy picture of Demo's life with his momma? EVEN A SMIDGE OF PYRO????

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