#Wilhem x reader
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Rebound.
Pairing; Wilhem x Fem!reader.
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A/n: I’m so obsessed with this man, Edvin has my heart so I just wanted to make a little smut with our boy Wilhem. (Kinda weird to say that bc my dead grandpas name is Wilhem-) I think Wilhems sexuality is still unlabed pls if not text me and I’ll delete it. (Writing this at work btw-)
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Warnings; Smut! UNDER 18 DO NOT INTERACT GO PLAY IN THE PARK.
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I’ve been texting Wille all break and I am confident to say that we are good friends at this point. His taking his break up with Simon don’t well… like at all.
Ever now and then I see him out side of class and he just looks drained from all the emotions he’s feeling. And I definitely can’t blame him. He’s having a bomb of emotions at this point that he has no clue how to deal with.
Seems like I’ll be of to the store, I put my phone back into my pocket in a swift move and turned on my heels.
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Later that night I went over to Willes room, number 15 and knocked on the door. I heard shifting around in the room and second later a tired looking Wilhem opened the door.
His dirty blond hair hung in front of his face as his brown eyes pierced mine own. He opened the door fully so I could come in and closed it later.
“Is he that bad?” Wille could only scoff as he grabbed his laptop, “Hes fucking awful, like, every thing he does disgusts me.” Ploof, he laid on the bed close to me. His body heat instantly warmed me up making me drop my eyes a little at the comfort.
“What did you get your crown prince?” He asked raising his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and hit his arm, “we agreed you wouldn’t abuse that power anymore with me.” He just laughed at looked at me as I pulled my rainbow bag onto the bed.
“I got you some cherry soda.” His eyes peeked up from the bag as he instantly sat up, “All those are mine?” I nodded and handed them to him. “Wait… how did you know I love cherry?” He asked smiling.
I could feel the heat travel up to my cheeks as I coughed a bit. “U-uh, you told me a few weeks ago. I have a pretty good memory of my friends and what they like.” He stared down at the soda and back up at me and smiled.
“You’re the best, might keep you all to my self.” Sadly you’re just joking. “I also got you some Chips and some candy.” He leaned over and instantly his cologne filled my senses. Weirdly enough his whole excisions screams comfort.
“Wait, does this mean you didn’t have dinner?” He suddenly asked, I just shrugged but he definitely wasn’t having it. He picked up his phone and called the Royal court.
“Hey, Jan-Olof. The food in the cafeteria hasn’t been that good lately and I’ve started to notice that it affects my studies, could you can me some (Fav food) and could you make it two portions? I’m extremely hungry.” He said, I heard Jan-Olof agree on the other side of the line as Wille closed his phone with a smug smile.
“You did not just call the Royal Court just for food-“ I said laughing, he just laughed with me and started scrolling through the movies.
“Horror?”, “meh, everything I’ve seen on Netflix was shit.”, “Romance?”, “You want me to be that miserable?”, “Comedy?”, “Eehhh I don’t know.” This went on for ages until we decided on The Hunger Games.
“You’re so lucky I like you.”
“You Royal people just don’t have taste.” I said winking. He smiled and avoided my gaze until Jan-Olof knocked on the door. I quickly hid and waited till they were done.
“Thank you, bye Jan-Olof!” Wille said waving the older man goodbye. “Here you go darling.” Oh- I heated up a bit and took the bag from him. “wait, how did you know what my favorite food is?” I asked Wille.
He just shrugged and winked at me before tearing open to boxes of food, he grabbed me a small bed table for my box and set the laptop in front of us.
“Don’t you want it?” I asked pointing to the table, “Nah, I don’t trust you with food on my bed.”, “Ok, rude.” He just laughed and started playing the movie.
After a while we were both finished eating and we had moved a bit closer to each other. I regretted coming here in just my tank top and some shorts as the cold air creeps in the room ever now and then.
“Uh Y/n.. want a sweater?” Wille asked flustered, “Mhm?” I looked at him seeing him already looking at me, but he wasn’t looking at my face.
I followed his vision and they landed fully on my breasts, my hard nipples showing through my tanktop. Oop- my hands clapped around them accepting his offer only to have Wille not respond.
“Have I told you I’ve never been with a girl before, like sexually?” He asked, his eyes still not leaving my now covered breasts, he slowly looks up with something in his eyes I’ve never seen before from him.
“N-no, you haven’t… didn’t think it was appropriate to ask the crown prince that…” I said, his lip got caught between his teeth as he ran his hand though his hair. “C-Can I.. maybe…” His voice was soft and insecure.
He glared over at my lips before inching closer, moving so slow as if he was giving me time to push him away in need.
“Wille…” I whispered, he gently closed the gap between us and kissed me, it was soft and gentle. His hand slowly moved to my face to cup it as I kissed him back.
I moved my arms around his neck and pulled him closer and he pulled me into his lap. His lips still ever so gently moving against mine. Fuck, what the fuck am I doing?
“W-wait Wille.” I said pressing against his shirt covered chest, “I’m not going to be a rebound, you’re not thinking straight.” I said as confident as I could. Did I mean it? Partly? Would I still let him fuck me even if I would just be a rebound? Yes.
“I-“ BANG, before Wille could finish the door of his room swings open revealing Henry, I quickly pushed myself off of Wille and covered myself up with his blanket feeling extremely exposed at the moment. “Hey we are going to prank- oh shit- uh, hey, y/n. Uh, I uh, I didn’t mean to cock block I promise.”, “Henry.”, “Yes?”, “Leave.”, “Yes sir.” Henry blurred out and threw the door closed.
The rooms was silence for a few minutes, the sound of Wille’s clock next to his bed was almost echoing through the room.
“I’ll go get you-“
“Maybe I should go-“
Panic seemed spread through Wille as he jumped up standing in front of me, “N-no don’t leave.” He said, he turned around and grabbed me a sweater and signed me to put my arms up.
I looked away and did what he asked as he put the sweater over my head. “Don’t worry about Henry, he won’t say anything.”
I just hummed, scenarios filling my mind as Wille sat down with a puff next to me. Silence filled the room once again as Wille started moving uncomfortably next to me.
“You good?”
“Y-Yes just- I’m hard…” oh. “I get it if you don’t want to do anything anymore, here.” He said handing me the laptop, “I-I’ll just be in the shower- you know… getting rid of this.” He said, I just nodded I stared into space a bit but I couldn’t keep my mind off of the feeling of his lips onto mine.
I could feel the heat getting more bothersome as I heard the shower turn on, just thinking about the unholy stuff he’s probably doing at this moment makes me completely insane. Truth is I’ve always thought Wilhem is extremely attractive and I think he knows I like him.
I leaned back against his pillow and closed my eyes, I started imaging how good his fingers would feel as they fucked into me. I could heard Wille soft groans and moans and that made me lose my mind.
I slowly stood up and moved closer to the bathroom, his delicious whimpers filled the room as I softly opened the door. What on earth was I doing?
I pulled my hair out of the bun I made earlier and stepped inside, I gently closed the door trying to be as quiet as I could and started undressing myself.
I was so far into my daze that reality doesn’t even set in anymore as I stepped in behind him, I slowly laid my hand of his waist as he jumped a bit. He turned around and his brown eyes met mine.
His cheeks were bright red but he quickly recovered and held out his hand for me to take. His wet warm hands cupped mine as he pulled me into him. I felt his dick press against my leg as I let out a gasp from surprise.
He didn’t say anything instead he just inspected my body and curves, his long fingers traced over my skin as he soon got a look of my stretch marks, “You’re beautiful…” he said in awe.
If I didn’t know he was so head over heels for Simon I would think he actually meant it. I caught my bottom lip between my teeth as his lips make their way to my neck, I sigh left my lips. God he was so good.
“Im starting to think you want a different shower than this.” He said, the cocky tone in his voice didn’t help me much, I could feel myself getting more and more hot and bothered as he cupped my butt messaged my cheeks roughly. His lips soon left my neck and intertwined with mine again.
“Do you need me to prepare you?” He asked against my lips, the words were rushed and hastily. I pulled away and gazed down to his cock, I reached over to it gently cupped it making his breath hitch.
His pretty pink tip looked so nice and red almost angry, he was the perfect size in my opinion. He seemed to be well groomed which was definitely a plus point. Finally a guy who takes care of himself.
“I don’t think so.” I whispered as my mouth started to water. He smirked and wrapped his arms around my legs pulling me up against the walls he sat me on the little seat as he roughly spread my legs.
“Be a good girl for me and keep your legs open for me?” He asked but it seemed more like a order, he cupped his dick with his hand and slowly started leaning closer to my entrance.
“Are you sure?” He whispered extremely impatient, “yeah-“, “No I mean like. Are you sure you want to do this and risk falling in love with me?” He said smirking. I laughed and smacked his chest.
“Cheeky cunt-“ I couldn’t even finish my sentence as he thrusts his cock in, I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck making him lean closer.
He sighed almost out of relieve as he felt my pussy welcoming his cock so nice and good. He leaned his forehead against my shower and gently kissed the skin there.
“Fuck, Y/n/n. I might cum faster then I thought I would.” He said laughing a bit. “I don’t mind,” I whispered in his ear, “Do whatever you want baby.” He whimpered a bit at the nickname making me smile.
Soon he started thrusting his hips back and forth just hitting the spot making my eyes rol back a bit, I could just feel that my reaction was giving him the confidence he needed because soon he tried to hit the spot more and more just to get reactions out of me.
Soon the sounds of skin clapping filled the room, the wet noises and the steam around us added to the passion we were both feeling.
“F-fuck, Y/n-“ He fucked harder into me, he fucked into me so good that I almost forgot about being quiet. But as close as I was to cumming too I couldn’t help but let my mind wonder off to the fact that I am very much I love with him.
No y/n you can’t do that to him, it’s not fair-
Hé leaned over closer then before and pressed his thumb against my pearl of nerve, flicking it with the most concentration that he could have at the moment as he was getting more and more pussy drunk.
“Ah- shit… Wille.” I whined out, he sped his speed up a bit and with that his thumb went faster too, pushing me over my edge.
My legs started to shake, my eyes began to water and I couldn’t hold the loud moan that left my lips. He quickly grabbed my chin and planted his lips on to mine in another kiss. But this kiss felt different. Almost as it.. it was love?
I purposefully squeezed my walls around his cock making him groan as he fucked out my high, “Cum in me.” I could see the hesitation in Willes eyes for not even a second before he cummed. He was shaking in his legs at the powerful orgasm he had and fucked into me just to get the last drops of cum in me.
“F-fuck.” He groaned, his cum filled me to the brim making me feel ever so full. He pulled out and he sat on the ground of the shower. He pressed his legs against his chest and covered his face.
“Wille?” I quiet sob come from the boy making me worried, I choice to ignore the cum running down my legs as I sat on my knees in front of him. “Wille? Are you okay? This doesn’t have to change our friendship.” I said placing my hands on his knees leaning slightly over to see his red eyes as tears ran down his face.
“I-I think I’m having a p-panic attack-“ He gasped as he lets go of his face, his eyes quickly met mine as he keeps gasping for air. I quickly placed one hand in his chest to feel his heart and one of his cheek.
“Wille, im here, you’re ok… I promise.” During his gasps more tears start falling down as he completely breaks down. “I-I’m not ok.” He whimpered out. That broke my heart. His bottom lip started shivering and his eyes shot all over the place as he tried to find something else to focus on.
“C-Can you just hold me?” He cried out and he reached out his arms, now tears were running down my face as I quickly wrapped my arms around the boy. “I-I think I’m in love with you.. but also with Simon. I don’t know what to do anymore.” He said crying.
With pain in my heart I knew that he would pick Simon over me any day and that I was just a one time thing to me.
A rebound.
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Young royals-Masterlist
💙=Male 💖=Female 💛=Neutral 🌈=Fluff 💀=Angst 💜=Mtf 🖤=Ftm
Wilhelm
Simon Eriksson
Felice Ehrencrona
Wilmon (Poly)
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hello! could you maybe write a sick fic with Wilhelmina x Cordelia x Billie x Reader?
hi there!
I have just very recently written a sick fic on them:
https://www.tumblr.com/stayevildarling/746411213310853120/hi-you-are-seriously-truly-such-a-wonderful
someone did request a version where both reader and one of her girlfriends are sick which i‘m currently working on so there will be more soon❣️
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Reinhardts combat comrades will all laugh faintly in the background as he once again approaches you for what might be the fifth time that day, a new topic in mind to pick back up where the conversation left off
He definitely talks to you too much, but you make it hard for him not to want to know more about you, always joking with him when giving mission specifics and wishing him luck with a sweet smile on your face, your a succubi he can just feel it in his blood when his heart constantly tells him to go back to you
Theres even times when reinhardt catches you on break, best believe he nervously shuffles towards you with some cheesy small talk as he attempts to have a genuine conversation with you. If you really want to have a wholesome conversation ask him about his family, reinhardt would quickly spill everything about his god daughter to you.
As long as you dont visibly show disinterest in him, reinhardt would constantly show up to see you at the secretary's desk on a daily basis with new puns and pick up lines to start each topic off
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Reinhardt Wilhelm x Male!Reader - Vielen Dank für die Blumen
A/N: thanks for the request! This seems a bit rushed and short and all that, but I really didn't know how to properly execute this perfect prompt set up by @a-boy-is-a-gun
You just can't help but stare in awe. There was just something too beautiful about your giant of a husband singing the most wonderful tunes that you'd ever heard - and that you knew from the bottom of your heart.
Songs your parents always had insisted were well-known classics, despite how old they are - the classics part might be true, but in these times they we're probably only 'well known' amongst old people.
People even older than Reinhardt and you.
But you knew Reinhardt's parents were very similar to yours when it came to their taste in music - which was a blessing for the two of you, but a curse for everyone around you.
The playlist Reinhardt had put on while cleaning hadn't changed in the past twenty years - just a collection of music that the two of you happily could listen to whenever you felt like listening to a bit of home.
"Manchmal spielt das Leben mit dir gern Katz und Maus-", you chuckle at the sight of Reinhardt doing the dishes and swaying his hips slightly.
"Immer wird's das geben, einer der trickst dich aus-" Moments like this are perfection - this is what life should be. Seeing him this relaxed and happy was rare these days.
Reinhardt smiles at you as you start singing along as well.
"Vielen Dank, für die Blumen, vielen Dank wie lieb von dir~", He happily hands you another plate that you dry off while still singing along as the second verse starts. He couldn't help but stare at you - a feeling that had surprisingly never faded for either of you. But here you are, two old men, singing along to Udo Jürgens having the time of your lives while doing the dishes.
Despite him already in his sixties and you in your late fifties, and despite all these years of being together the love hadn't left. Or maybe it was exactly that. You know each other better than anyone else. You've been through thick and thin and there never was anything that could change it.
The singing of the two of you got louder towards the end of the verse, and you were half singing, half giggling by the time the chorus started again. And when the bridge hit neither of you really cared about staying quiet anymore.
"Es blühen rote Rosen und sind nur Souvenir-", Reinhardt hands you yet another plate as you keep singing.
"Es blühen die Mimosen wie ein Lächeln von dir~", you smile at him as you sing out one of your favourite lines and he grins back softly.
"Es blühen Herbstzeitlosen, sagen tröstend zu mir-", you nudge his side with your elbow
"Was macht das schon, wenn ich einmal verlier!", you practically shout the last part, but your attempt of belting out the last sentence gets interrupted by an angry knock at the kitchen doorframe.
Your turn around to see Jack - just now remembering that he was seeking a bit of shelter at your place. You hadn't asked much about why and how he got here, but you didn't want to leave the former commander hanging, so you'd offered him the guest room.
"Could you guys keep it down a bit? I'm trying to work on something.", He doesn't sound too amused.
You let out an apologetic chuckle.
"I won't make promises, but we can try to.", you say, smiling at the American. He nods acknowledgingly before turning on his heel and leaving the kitchen.
You shoot Reinhardt a look and he just shrugs.
"Das war doch der reinste Engelsgesang.", He mumbles, seemingly a bit flustered. You chuckle.
"Nun, jeder ist ein Kritiker."
(rough) Translations (for the last two spoken sentences to be exact.:
"That was purely angelic, wasn't it?"
"Well, everyone's a critic."
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Proposal/Confessing their love HC’s for how Soldier 76, Reinhardt, and Hanzo
I didn’t do proposals because I’m a sucker for confessions but I can try proposals later. 🙈
Soldier: 76:
He swore he’d never tell you how he felt.
He kept it a secret for so long.
To begin with, he’d speak to you often. Laugh, even.
When he discovered his feelings, it changed.
He was quiet around you and always bailed when you got near.
Naturally, you confronted him on his behavior.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
You keep pushing him because obviously he has an idea of what you’re talking about.
Whispers it at first.
“What?”
He near shouts it the second time, all desperate eyes and pursed lips.
You freeze.
He freezes.
“You-“ “Yeah.”
Already turning away from you, expecting rejection, maybe even disgust.
So surprised when you pull him back with all your might and kiss him.
You broke him.
He stands there blushing for a while until you start laughing.
Reinhardt:
He’s very obvious in his affections, though- adorably, I might add- he thinks he’s sneaky about it.
Showers you in gifts.
Showers you in hugs.
All of the praise.
He looks to you like you’re his hero, and, I suppose, in his heart you very much are.
Will spend hours talking about you. (Torb has started napping during his talks but doesn’t have the heart to tell Rein that.)
You jokingly say, “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re sweet on me.”
His cheeks are redder than cherries.
“I am, very much so.”
You hug him then, and he returns it whole heartedly.
“You’re not the sneakiest, Rein.”
He’ll chuckle, picking you slightly off the ground and twirling you.
Nearly squeezes you to death with his hug.
“Are you going to kiss me or…?”
You don’t need to tell him twice.
Hanzo:
Hanzo admired you from afar.
When he spoke to you, he was even more quiet than normal.
Your curiosity got the best of you so you asked Genji about it.
Genji caught on rather quickly.
He would bug Hanzo constantly in an attempt to get him to ask you on a date.
When Genji realized that his brother was far too inept on the subject of love, he took fate into his own hands.
Genji waited until the three of you were in conversation.
“By the way, Hanzo wants to go on a date with you.”
The little shit zips away before Hanzo can shoot him.
You’re a little confused, Hanzo is beet red.
Stumbling over words, twiddling thumbs, the whole nine yards.
“I care greatly for you.”
He says it far too fast for you to understand.
“I said I care for you,” he repeats, slower.
He stays still, waiting for you to make the first move.
You reach out to him, smiling.
“Yes.”
“What?”
“Yes, I’ll go on a date with you.”
The goofiest smile you’ll ever see.
Until you kiss him.
Then that’s the actual goofiest smile.
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Alpha!Hero HC & Reader's Heat
Alpha!Reinhardt
•The type to refer to his lover as "My Omega"
•Extremely doting when you are in heat. To the point you have to shoo him away so you can finish your nest
•Loves it when you steal his t-shirts and pillowcases to build your nest with
•Will cook fresh meals everyday of your heat to keep your strength up
•Because he knows for the days after you won't be moving much from bed
•Feigns concern and real remorse for being too rough
•Secretly likes to see you limp around, but would never admit it
Alpha!McCree
•Will always redress you after so he can enjoy taking your clothes off again piece by piece
•Hates to do the laundry during because he can't spend a second away from you
•But likes giving you baths and washing your body
•Its not just for washing
•When the weather is cool, will take out a blanket so you can enjoy a night under the stars
#reindhart wilhem#jesse mccree#alpha!reinhardt#alpha!mccree#omega!reader#heat#aboheadcanons#character x reader
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How would mcree, reaper,junkrat and reinhardt react if their very pregnant s/o was very stubborn and wanted to do things but her doctor told her she had to take things slow and light, not doing much?
So, my dude, if you don’t already know, my headcanons are like mini scenarios? So. Yeah. That’s what I did here!
I really hope you like them. I mean, I really like them. So. Yeah. :D
McCree: McCree would be upset? Like please,please, just sit on the damn chair, put your damn feet up, and let him takecare of everything. He worries because of how swollen your belly is and he seeshow much it throws you off balance. What if you fell? What if you hit yourstomach too hard doing something? What if you like, he didn’t know, sneezed toohard and something happened to the baby? He is, literally, the biggest worrywart. Between the jobs he takes for the newly recalled Overwatch and worryingabout you, he baby proofs everythingin the house. And proofs it so that you can’t hurt yourself. He even got one ofthose chairs that goes up the stairs. You demanded he take it back the momentyou saw it.
Allin all, Jesse McCree will worry himself until a full head of gray hair beforeyou even give birth.
Reaper: Reaper knows that having ababy among Talon might not be the smartest thing, but he is also aware ofwhat is worse and that’s letting you continue your duties as a Talon agent whenyour pregnancy enters its final stages. Before he gets too serious about hisworrying, Reaper will go above and beyond to make sure that you actuallyshouldn’t be doing anything. He’s not going to baby you if it’s not needed. Heeven, at one point, makes a mystery call to Angela Zeigler from a blockednumber on a burner phone and asks what the rules are for end of term pregnancy.Then he will go all out. As in, youwill have someone with you at all times. Amelie doesn’t mind it too much, shelikes helping you out. He has to pay Sombra and demand that she doesn’t feedyou junk (she does anyway). Akande is more than happy to help because thethought of child makes him oddly paternal, even if it isn’t his.
WhenReaper is around, however, he will keep you seated and get everything for you.Fight him, because that’s the only way you will get your way.
Junkrat: Junkrat thinks he’s big andbad, but the first time he tries to tell you to take it easy, to sit back andput your feet up, and you instantly fall into a hormonal pregnant mood swing,he regrets opening his mouth. Junkrat is the kind of person that will trailafter you as you do things, softly demanding that you sit down, that you lethim take care of you, all while his hands are hovering just over your hips justin case you lose your balance. If he can’t be there, for whatever odd reason –because, let’s face it, the moment Junkrat found out you were pregnant, hebecame even more attached to you than he was before – he will ask Roadhog tolook out for you. Which he does by getting you to sit down and relax via anytype of food you ask for.
Junkratlearned very quickly not to complain about your weird pregnant food cravingsbecause eating was the only time you would sit down and relax. Well that, andsleeping.
Reinhardt: Have you seen Reinhardt? It’sa blessing that the man didn’t crush you when he was knocking you up, honestly.If you think you’re gonna be able to get away from him to do whatever you want,you are sorely mistaken. The moment, literally, the moment Angela declares thatyou are far enough along in your pregnancy to take it easy and wait for thebaby to come, Reinhardt scoops you up and carries you. Everywhere. Your poor,swollen feet never once touch the ground unless you absolutely have to, which,so far, has been to go to the bathroom (often) and to climb into bed and to shower.If he absolutely gets his way, you take baths.
Reinhardtwill princess carry you to the God dam delivery room if he has to. He takesAngela’s ‘take it easy’ very, very seriously.
#overwatch#junkrat#reaper#mccree#reinhardt#jamison fawks#junkrat x reader#gabriel reyes#reaper x reader#jesse mccree#mccree x reader#reinhardt wilhem#reinhardt x reader#Anonymous#overwatch headcanons
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Devil’s Sweet Star (14)
Fandom: Dead by Daylight
Ghostface x Female Reader
Rated M for Violence, Language and Smut
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Rage... A sudden outburst of this emotion can turn a man into a real beast. A lot of things can make you get angry. Most often, it’s when someone is attacking your loved ones. And when you end up finding those responsible... let's say doctors have a hard time repairing some of the body members.
But when rage takes a narcissistic and sadistic assassin like Danny... Well, it's like you're treating of beast... A beast. He had spent the whole night looking for the one who stabbed you, thinking and imagining how he would take care of his "guest". He wasn't angry because that man wanted to steal the show by killing you, no... He was DRUNK with rage because that filthy bastard wanted to KILL you. If there's someone who has to scare you... if there is someone who has to hurt you... if there is someone who has to kill you... That's him. him and him ONLY.
He had fallen asleep in his office, passing his rage on the photo of McKellan who was unrecognizable, the knife planted on McKellan's forehead. He was lying on the couch with his glasses resting on the little table next to him, a plaid serving as a blanket. He moaned slightly and moved a little in all directions. Like when a child has a nightmare. And he had one. He remembered the long corridors, the nurses and doctors who passed through the rooms, the patients who were lying in their beds, others in wheelchairs and.... That door. This room: number 012. That's where she was... that's where she...
“Danny...”
He awoke startling, drops of sweat beading on his forehead, panting as if he had run a marathon. The simple fact of having seen the façade of the hospital in which you are... brought him back bad memories. He thought he would never go back, he never wanted to go back... and yet... He got up, left his office to go into the bathroom, and put some water on his face. He needed to wake up. As he wiped his face with a towel, his phone rang. Mattew or Melina, probably.
“Hello?” Danny said, his voice sounded tired.
“Hi Jed...it’s me Mattew... I know it's a silly question after what happened yesterday but...how are you? You seem tired. I don't mind you, do I?” said Mattew embarrassed.
“You never bother me, you know that. I... let's say I had better nights... I'm worried about (Y/N) . Even though I know she's safe there. How about you?”
“I didn't sleep better than you if it makes you feel better... Neither did Melina. The boss called me... you don't need to come to work if you don't have the strength. You can work quietly at home until you feel able to come back.” replied Mattew.
“That's nice of him... I'll be back on Monday morning... I think I'll take advantage of this weekend to... to clear my mind. And go and see her. Until she got out of the hospital.” said Danny, rubbing his eyes.
“Do you feel able to go on your own? Do you want us to come with you? Because yesterday you were completely... paralyzed at the thought of getting inside.
If only you knew the reason, poor man...that's way too personal for Danny to talk about. But if he ever has to talk about it... there is one person, whom he "judges" worthy of being aware of.... It's you. Of course, he'll have to change two or three little things.
“Jed?” ask Mattew on the other line.
“Sorry, I was somewhere else. I promised her I would go and see her. Then I'd go. Don't worry about me. I think I'll be fine on my own. I’m sorry but, I have things to do before I go to see her. Say hello to everyone for me. And don't forget to tell the boss.” respond Danny.
“Sure! Rest well Jeddy! See you Monday then!”
Danny hung up before returning to his office, putting on his glasses and removing the knife from his hunting board. He observed the photo, at least what was left of it, a bad look, but a crazy smile on his face. Oh, when he finally gets his hands on him... He's going to torture him like never before. A slow, painful, unbearable agony, before slaughtering him, tearing his skin, making him so unrecognizable that no one will be able to approach his corpse without immediately throwing up on him. He will no longer have the skin on his bones... it will only be a putrefaction heap.
Mike was a work of art... But McKellan will become a masterpiece. A bloody, twisted, disturbing masterpiece. The most beautiful trace of his existence, the most beautiful signature of Ghostface. And when it's over... He will ensure that no one comes near you. As I said, Danny does not share what belongs to him. And he intends to make it clear.
It's amazing that we found the headless body of the dealer but not the body of Mike as well as the photos... and his basement of fantasies. Danny had worked on it more than on the other and he felt a bit vexed. But sooner or later...someone will find him. And with the bloody arrows Danny left on the walls, he's not going to get lost. It's so nice of him that he surprises himself.
Well... it's time for him to get ready, he said he'd come to see you, and he will. But first he had to go to the police station, witnessing what happened, the police asked him to come to hear his testimony as well as the description of your attacker. If only they knew who they were going to welcome, just thinking they were getting a poor witness... It's no longer taunting the police at this level, it's this openly mocking them.
And then he's going to do something he hasn't done in years... buy a bouquet of flowers. For you. Even if the beauty of the flowers will never surpass yours. His sweet little angel. What kind of friend would "Jed" be to you if he came with nothing? Of course, you wouldn't mind, but for Danny who has studied other people's stupid behaviours, bringing flowers is always well seen. And "Jed" is supposed to behave like that.
He tied his hair, put his glasses back in place, took his bag and left his apartment to go to his van. It’s not the desire that he lacked to go sneak into your apartment but, the police of this small town are not very friendly when the person they summon doesn’t respect the schedules. And for the moment he must not draw suspicions on him. Brush the police in the direction of the hair during the day, provoke them and humiliate them at night. So far, that's what he's always done. And that always worked.
The police station... hmph. For Danny, getting in is like letting the wolf into the sheepfold, or a demon going to heaven. How ironic... But funny. He pushed the door and went to the reception to show his summons. The policeman showed him the way and knocked on the door of the man who was handling the case: Inspector Daniel Wilhelm. What a surprise... Wilhem was also in charge of the Ghostface murders... It's a small world. Or he did it on purpose.
“Inspector Wilhem...” said Danny with a smirk.
“Jed Olsen... Of all the witnesses who could have been there... You must have been in the heap. Are you going to follow me until I die?”
“I can turn the question over to you... But you didn't summon me to talk about coincidences and fate, did you?”
“No. Take a seat. Coffee?” said Wilhelm turning his back on Danny to serve himself a cup of coffee.
“No thanks.”
Wilhelm relocated to his office, taking out all the necessary to record the testimony and called a graphic designer for the description of the suspect. Danny told everything that had happened this morning, down to the smallest detail. Wilhelm asked questions as he went to see if there was a special connection between you and your attacker. Then came the portrait of the aggressor that Danny described without any problem, this idiot had his face completely uncovered... Amateur. The whole thing lasted many hours and once the graphic designer left and the deposition signed, Danny put his stuff in his bag.
“You said you suspect a certain... McKellan to be the instigator of this... attempted murder. Do you have any proof of that? Because such an accusation can cost you dearly if you're wrong, Olsen.” said Wilhelm looking at the file and then Danny.
“Well, he threatened her for a simple order that she could not carry out; And I know that this man is not the type to stop at the legal means to get satisfaction.” said Danny without looking away from the inspector.
“Always sticking your nose all over Olsen.... You're worse than a weasel. It will also cost you dearly one day …"
“If it's to allow people to discover the truth down to the smallest detail, even the most disturbing, I don't give a shit about dying, Wilhelm...”
“Tsk...By the way Mike Harris' name must be familiar to you, right? It seems to me that he was working with you... Do you know if he had any connection to drug trafficking?”
“I don't get myself into the lives of my colleagues... but recently I learned that he had big addiction problems, which would explain why he went after me and my colleagues... Why this question?”
“We found the headless body of a guy last night... autopsy revealed a high level of cocaine... and apparently after doing some research, we discover that he was a dealer and Mike was one of his regular clients. But if you don't know... I'm not going to hold you any longer. You can leave Olsen.”
Danny got up and left the police station after shaking Wilhelm's hand. Once outside, he insulted Wilhelm in a low voice before getting in the car and going to buy flowers. Then he drove to Zanesville Hospital. He went to the reception where he asked for your room number. He remained frozen for a few seconds when the young woman in the reception told him that you were in room 012...They say history repeats itself but... that's too much.
What are the chances that two people from his entourage, two women, will end up in the hospital, in the same room? knowing that this happens years after she... Danny clutched the bouquet in his hands and inhaled deeply before knocking on the door of your room. He waited for you to allow him to enter, to open the door and face you, his eternal angelic smile on his lip.
“Jed! I’m glad to see you!” you said happily, as if nothing had happened.
“Hey...” he starts before giving the bouquet of flowers. “I'm not an expert in flowers... and I don't know your tastes but... I thought you'd like iris flowers.”
“Hawn you’re so sweet...you don’t have to Jed...Thank you. Don’t stay there, take a sit!” you said, taking gently the bouquet from his hands. “So, how are you? I must have worried a lot of people... I'm sorry.”
“For what? To have been stabbed? Even if you didn't do anything or say nothing? you don't have to apologize. And... I should ask you the question: How are you? What did the doctors say?”
“I was lucky... the doctors took me just in time. The blade didn’t hit any vital points fortunately. Normally tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I could go out. But I'll have to be careful and not make too much effort. I owe you my life... Once again.”
“Good...You don’t have to thank me; you would have done the same for me. Mattew and Melina told me to say hello to you. they didn't sleep better than me.”
You talk for hours. Laughing about everything and nothing. That laugh... Danny could hear it for hours. And see you with that smile... that angel's smile. it reminded him of those same moments he spent with her. History repeats itself... but compared to her... You're alive and you're going out. But all good things have an end. And the time for Danny to leave came. He got up and prepared to leave when he felt your hand holding his arm.
“You... Will you be back tomorrow? I'd love to talk with you again.” you ask like a little child.
“...Of course. Rest well.” he said, heading to the door before he stops and turn to you. “By the way who was this man...Parkson?”
“Oh...He...He’s my banker! I told him I would call him when I was settled and ...as it had been a while, he preferred to travel in person to see me. I know it's not common but... He's a little weird. But I can trust him. Just like I trust you.” you respond with a smile.
Danny nodded and, waving his hand, he left the room and then the hospital. He still had a lot... A lot to do. He was not going to go after your attacker, knowing that Inspector Wilhelm had his robot portrait... But a little visit to McKellan's house couldn't hurt. And he's going to leave him a little passing gift. Nothing very extravagant... a little bloody on the edges... But something simple. or maybe go back to the traditional method of phone calls?
In any case, don’t face a man until you know all the details about him. A little surveillance in the middle of the night, that's Danny's favorite activity. He got into his van and went home to pick up his other bag. The one that contained his outfit and his mask. No Ghostface for you tonight... Too bad. But don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to make up for lost time when you're in your apartment.
He picked up his mail, went back to his apartment, put his belongings in his office and then picked up his other bag to leave. He went back on the road to McKellan's house, he had carefully searched for his place of residence, which frankly is not very hard to find. Look for Roseville's most eye-catching home and you'll know this is where McKellan lives. Quite isolated from everything and everyone which did not surprise Danny, when you saw the oversized ego of this rich rotten up to the marrow.
He parked in the little corner of the forest that hid his van to perfection, put on his outfit and mask before getting out of the vehicle. He observed the building that stood in the distance, the mad look and a bad smile on his face. Tonight, is not your time McKellan... You're lucky...
But soon...The devil will come and get his prize...
Your screams and your death.
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(And it’s done! My head hurts as if a monkey had taken me for a bongo. But everything's fine! I'll be able to rest on my weekend! hoping you'll like this chapter! See ya!)
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reinhardt already has a smile on his face while walking into your little office, knowing exactly the sour look your going to give him and being more than able to recite the lecture you give him every time this happens
"You already have so many scars reinhardt, dont make an effort to give yourself more." Ranting on as you stitch together some cuts, bandaging those that arent as serious and staring at him when he winces in pain from the alcohol as a way to say "this is what you get when you behave recklessly"
He doesnt need these wounds as a excuse to see you, after all your his lil baby boy he should just be able to visit you whenever, with or without injuries
Entertains you throughout all the calm, slow doring days where thankfully there arent many people getting hurt. Playing around with your medical tools hoping to get a laugh from you, his years of being a father showing off within the voices he uses.
Most of his time is spent beside you, basking in the feeling of you tracing down each scar that has embedded itself onto his skin, sensing so much love just within your comments on how he should be more careful
No matter how strict you may come off when lecturing him youll always be smothered in his arms in a loving embrace, small kisses placed upon your head with whispered out German promising he'll try.
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I feel represented
It kinda worse that your small cause he can’t keep track of you 24/7, you’ll disappear from his sight he’ll have no idea where you are
Reinhardt is a giant it’s not that hard for someone to sneak past him when he isn’t paying attention
Looking for you everywhere until he finds you helping a lost couple, directing them in the wrong way
He wants you by him at all times, not because he thinks you can’t take care of yourself without him, rather that you might get yourself into a situation you don’t know how to get out of
Finding yourself lost at a train station trying to understand which train line to take, thinking Reinhardt already got on, meanwhile he’s looking for your tiny form in a crowd
Reinhardt is more than willing to go out of his way for you, even if it means finding you or explaining a situation to you
Quick to correct you when you say something unknowingly passive and make you aware of what the topic was
If anything your dumbass energy has you rely on him and Reinhardt doesn’t mind one bit
Though he may start holding your hand tightly in any public space so you don’t drift off from him
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He wants to see it, Reinhardt wants to be apart of your life including those sections you’re reluctant to show him for whatever reason, don’t restrain him from this opportunity please
Revisits you after you kicked him out for the night expecting to have to calm down a beast but instead he breaks into your house only to see a bouncy energetic dog tearing through the carpet it stands on
After panicking and picking the small doggo up to stop them from destroying your place even more than it already has he looks around for you, maybe you intrigue dogs with your howl? Is that how werewolves work?
Of course after finding no other dog on your property with no signs of breakout he has to assume the fluffy pup that continuously try’s to bite the sofa cushions is you
No wonder you always think you’re some sort of monster, you always find your house a wreck with absolutely no memory
So now he’s a pet sitter apparently. Struggling to not feed you treats as you whine at him, playing around with you using the already shredded pillows and smothering you in cuddles, enjoying your little tail wags and leg thumping when he gets into just the right spot when running his nails over you
When you turn back you’ll find Reinhardt passed out on the couch looking absolutely exhausted, causing you to panic, did you fight him, was he hurt??
Reinhardt assures you he’s just fine, that he had a lot of fun with you last night, though you wouldn’t stop playing even after midnight, nipping and tugging at his hand even as he tried to fall asleep with you
He would absolutely love to take care of you again though
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The Gentle Giant ™
Legit he’d probably just meet you in a bar and you’d just hit it off after that, his generally happy go lucky attitude attracting you in and lifting up your mood
Who needs to get drunk when you have this goof ball to give you some good times
Though there��s no doubt his Ptsd and other troubles would show through his cheerfulness at some point or another, memories haunting him and having no way to understand how to cope
Within your relationship growth he’ll start to rely on you, just being beside you is calming and reassuring, you’re his source of comfort
The light within his unexplainable feelings, Reinhardt will cling to you enjoying every second of your company
Reinhardt doesn’t react to your other friends as well as you might think he would, being a goofball the majority of the time you’d imagine him being sociable and extroverted
Yet he just sits there beside you, nitpicking each word your friends say to use agaisnt them, and even if you say he should leave if he doesn’t like your friends he’ll stick around, cause your there
Reinhardt worms his way into your heart slowly but surely, assuring that any potential rival is intimidated enough by him to back off you, and if they don’t give up on you a few good kicks should fix that
Possessive and Clingy
Reinhardt worries constantly about you going anywhere without him, for he isn’t prepared to deal with any sudden disappearances
You could be late by 30 minutes, and you’ll still come back home to a freaked out Reinhardt, pacing back and forth only to crush you in a hug the moment he sees you, ranting on about how much he worried
He’d tell you stories of his adventures as well, pulling you close to his chest as he tells you the story of how he got the scar on his eye, along with honoring his friend
Honestly he wouldn’t mind if you run your hands along his scared skin, admire each overlapping strike through on his arms and kissing his eye everytime you end up staring into them for too long
Reinhardt would never force you into anything, even if you threaten to leave him, he’ll change your mind without physically harming you.. of course that doesn’t mean he can’t harm someone else
Yes he would use your family agaisnt you if he absolutely must, he isn’t evil, but he needs you with him, please just don’t leave him please darling
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Someone asked for Reinhardt with #1 awhile back and I figured I’d do it before I forget!
There was something soothing about the early hours of the morning, when the base was still asleep and the birds could be heard through the halls. You had a habit of staying up late just to bask in the quietness of the morning.
You were perched on the windowsill, watching from the window as the sun began to peek over the endless rolls of hills when Reinhardt found you. He walked in quietly, a feat near impossible for someone as large as him, careful not to disturb your peace.
There was a soft smile on your face, a gentle wind rustling through your hair as Reinhardt gazed at the holder of his affections.
“It never gets old,” you breathed.
Reinhardt let out a gentle chuckle. He was sure he’d been silent enough to keep your attention away from him, but you proved him wrong.
“It reminds me of home,” Reinhardt admitted, taking a step closer to the window.
The grass was a bold green, even in the dim light provided by the sun. It went on uninterrupted for miles, as if it didn’t care what man decided, it would follow its on nature.
“Home,” you echoed, nodding.
Finally, your gaze was pulled away from the sight before you, your eyes finding Reinhardt’s. The sun was shining on your face, its soft light ethereal. Reinhardt found the breath stole from his lungs at the sight.
“When you put on the armor yesterday, or all of those other days, was that was you were fighting for?”
Reinhardt paused for a moment, noting the look in your eye. He had heard about the failure of your last mission, of what had happened to some of the recruits you’d been with. A selfish part of him wanted to lie to you despite it, to keep the truth all to himself.
But, no, he couldn’t do that. Not to you.
“I was fighting for you,” he admitted lowly, “I always fight for you.”
Your eyes softened a fraction, your lips parting in surprise. He decided he quite liked that expression on your face.
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You're on my naughty list Reinhardt
This voice line kills me every single time I hear it.
As the holiday season began, missions became sparse. While it’s true that a hero’s work is never done, Talon’s activity had decreased in the beginning of December. It’d been weeks since you’d been on a mission and you were getting increasingly antsy.
While the normal cure was to bash a few bots in the training area, you had something a little more special in mind. Reinhardt had been rather stressed lately with not being able to get out and fight Talon either. You’d thought of something beneficial for the both of you.
While he was away, you’d snuck into his room, clad in nothing more than a silk, red robe. You’d styled your hair just right so it looked artfully messy- the signature ‘I just had sex’ look. Showing as much skin as possible, while also maintaining your modesty, you laid yourself in a seductive pose.
It didn’t take long for Reinhardt to return to his room, the big grin on his face freezing when he saw you. The door behind him slammed, his feet thudding against the ground as he approached you.
“Was ist das, meine liebling?”
You smirked, shrugging lightly as you slipped off his bed, your fingers trailing along his shoulders.
“I was thinking we both could work out a little stress,” you suggested, wickedness in your stare.
Reinhardt’s eyes darkened, his tongue wetting his lips.
“Sit,” you insisted, your voice delightfully breathy as you lightly shoved him onto the bed, your legs straddling him.
Already, you could feel the beginnings of what you were doing to him. His large hands came up to your hips, his eyes rolling back when you nipped at his collarbone. Without warning, he re-positioned you, pinning you under his giant body.
“You’re on my naughty list,” he breathed.
You shivered.
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17: "If I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to seduce me", with Reinhardt please! :) ❤️❤️❤️
Yasssssssss, Reinhardt my love
After the fifteenth date, you began to get a little worried that maybe Reinhardt didn’t find you physically attractive. It wasn’t really anything he did to make you feel this way, but rather what he didn’t do. He hadn’t once tried to put the moves on you, so to say.
“Meine Geliebte?” He questioned, the words carrying to the bedroom.
You’d spent all day setting the room up to perfection. Maybe it was a bit impulsive, but you didn’t care. You’d put soft petals all over the room, candles lit in every corner. It was perfect.
“In here, Rein!” You replied, adjusting your towel a bit.
There, if he didn’t react to this, then your assumption was right.
Reinhardt’s heavy steps came bounding around the corner, stopping in their tracks when he reached the door way. He cleared his throat, wondrously taking in the room.
“Leibling,” he spoke, words enunciated slowly as he spun in a full circle. “What is all this?”
You spread your hands up, inviting his gaze to you. He didn’t disappoint, giving you his full attention. Though, you noticed a red tint on his cheeks.
“I thought we could both use it,” you shrugged, stepping toward him.
A little smile formed on his face as if a shining bright bulb appeared over his head.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to seduce me,” he said lightly, his stare following your movements.
“Is it working?”
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