Karl Heisenberg Who Doesnt Know How To Face His Feelings And Who Is Unfamiliar With Domestic Affection

Karl Heisenberg who doesn’t know how to face his feelings and who is unfamiliar with domestic affection so instead of outright telling/showing you how he feels he brings random things to you as an offering, sort of like a cat.

“Heisenberg, what is this?” you ask, staring at what appears to be a roughly shaped swan, made entirely out of metal. to be fair, it looks more like a mutation of the bird but you don’t want to offend him.

“…” he gives you a dead stare and says absolutely nothing and just looks at you, waiting for you to pick it up and take it. once you do he just leaves the room and doesn’t bring it up ever again.

this is different than when he’s showing off his other creations to you because when he’s doing that he’s loudly parading around his factory as he gloats about his genius. but when he’s showing you something specifically made for you he’s dead fucking silent.

reblog to tell your mutual you’re proud of them and it’ll all work out

I'm taking away all phrases that contain "old man" and "fuck" until this website can figure out what an old man actually is.

I love this, very on point imo. I never considered him to have SUCH a sweet tooth, but I mostly agree. Especially about the jar of lollipops.

General Medic Headcanons (Requested by poker_face_12)

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Am happy to be putting some TF2 stuff out. It was feeling wrong giving Postal so much attention and not TF2. I'm also thinking about writing some stuff for Duke Nukem. I know there's not really an audience out there but he and Nick from L4D2 have been holding me in a chokehold recently

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SFW:

-My baby boy, Medic, I feel like I don't give him enough attention.

-I promise, he isn't as crazy as you think he is. Maybe. He does care about his teammates, he'll never admit it though. Always trying to make sure they take care of themselves. Sometimes it can feel a bit preachy, but he means well, truly, he does. You just gotta look past his "I'm the doctor and know what's best" attitude. But he tends to neglect listening to his own advice, like the hypocrite he is

-I'm 85% confident he has a jar of lollipops in his lab. He sometimes has to use them as a bribe, and other times as a reward, but they're actually for him cause he has an insatiable sweet tooth. That sweet tooth of his will be the cause of his downfall also. He get rather excited when Pyro bakes, cause homie knows how to make some amazing hard candy and cakes. Pyro has even made Medic a cake for his birthday, and now Py gets special treatment when in for checkups and experiments

-Loves traveling. He's a nerdy German tourist and would clear out a gift shop if given the opportunity. When, he has time, he likes to go out and travel a bit. He's so nerdy when he's out and about, it's adorable. Probably takes Heavy with him as well cause why not

-God, this man would be petty for no reason. Also very good at holding a grudge. Ain't no way this man gonna forget what Scout did to him 3 years, 5 months, 2 weeks, and 4 days ago. He will forever hold that against him. I think Medic is just being a drama queen, but that's just me. It can be hard to make it up to him. The best way is to spoil him in desserts. Only then will he CONSIDER letting the grudge go.

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NSFW:

-Medic is one horny merc. Practically ready to have a little bit of fun. He's very good at hiding it, though. It's dangerous, man. Once you sleep with this man, you'll never be the same (the medussy be crazy)

-I also wouldn't out it past him to have some rather intimate moments with each merc. Nothing full on sexual, but it most certainly borders on that line. I blame it on him being fine as fuck. He really is one of the most attractive mercs (they all are but work with me here), and combine that with the German accent, not even someone like Spy could fight the charm Medic has

-Also one kinky motherfucker. This man is willing to try almost anything and everything. Some of his kinks are doctor/patient roleplay, blood, needles, BDSM (huge sadist with a little bit of masochism in him), bodily fluids, thighs (especially think ones in thigh high stockings), high heels, whips, restraints, biting/marking, and sounding to name a few.

-Man's a freak and I love him for it

-He's very much a dom, rarely will he ever be a sub. When he's a sub, he's such a brat. He likes to be so defiant cause he lives for the punishments he'll recieve. He knows the type of games he's playing. Sly bastard

(That's all I got for now. Will post more when I get ideas)

Waaaah, you actually get it! I love Yondu's gruff demeanor and his punk-ish visage! And yes, the best thing is how he definitely does not care about anyone. Ever. In the world. Nuh uh.

This was so sweet, thank you for writing this! If you develop a taste for this blue dummy, I have two fics of my own about him that I'm pretty proud of and more waiting in my drafts XD

Hi! I saw you reblog the post about helping bathe an injured loved one and I see you write for Marvel so...I'm not sure which characters you do or don't write for, but would it be possible to request no.10 from the prompt list with Yondu? (please don't judge me, so few people write for him and I'm head over heels-) Either reader taking care of him or otherwise. If you don't write for him, I can choose a different character if that's okay. Thank you and have a lovely rest of your day!

Hey! It's good to see you in my inbox :) I've never written for Yondu before but I'm excited for the challenge. And no judgement here, it's the gruffness of his voice and the way he cares for the people he loves doesn't care about anyone that gets me <3 This is short, but let me know how I did!

Distraction

Warnings: description of injuries, non-sexual partial nudity, brief mild language

"I wish the first time you saw me like this could've been under better circumstances."

You gripped the sides of the metal tub and bit back a whimper of pain as Yondu lowered you into the warm water. The wounds on your body were bad, bloody, throbbing gashes covered loosely by soaked through bandages.

You had volunteered to be bait for a looting gone wrong, and thought you had been left for dead before Yondu appeared. Drifting in and out of consciousness, you now found yourself in nothing but your underwear and tight undershirt being cared for by the man you had fought and flirted with for years.

"Shut up," his gaze was on the worst of your injuries, a stab wound in your shoulder. Yondu stripped off his own undershirt and balled it into his fist, pressing against the gash to stop the bleeding.

You leaned your head back against the tub's rim and choked back a scream. The pain and blood loss made you shaky and weak. Darkness was blurring your vision again. "Just...Just tryin' to lighten the mood."

"You're being a damn distraction." Yondu brushed your hair back to feel your forehead. "You look great." He muttered, voice so low you almost didn't catch it.

But you did catch it, a smile resting on your lips as you drifted away once more.

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Blood really doesn't taste that bad, at least mine doesn't (don't act like you have never put your bleeding finger in your mouth after you cut yourself or something) so I'd try it to see if it tasted any different.

Ok so. I have a question. If there was a full glass of human blood in front of you, and the was absolutely no health risk to drinking it, like, that's not ever a factor, how much of it do you think you would drink? Because I would at least take one solid gulp.