#Wolfgang bogdanow x reader

[keira-kaz2y5]

I watched this little show called Sense8 about 6 years ago. Never finished it. Just rewatched the whole 2 seasons in 2 days. What a banger. Need this in my veins.

Wolfgang in the last episode when the chairman guy had a gun to his head and he said “Come on. Pull the fucking trigger. You chicken-fucking shit! Come on! Show me your certainty! You cockless fuck, do it!” Guys I-

😩🫡🫠🫢✋ literally replayed that a million times like fuck I almost moaned ✋

And I am not the typea gal to do that like ever

His accent and the way he said it tho 🫢😭🫡🫡

I can’t believe this show ever got cancelled yall need to build this fandom from the ground up out of nowhere and force them to make another season pls I beg 😭 there is no fan fiction, no x readers for me to binge read, hell there’s only one character.ai like 😭😭😭

This is why I hate falling in love with lesser known shows because there’s such a lack of fandom and I’m used to the Taylor Swift marvel dr who supernatural shit where there’s no corner to escape from it, (love all those shows don’t get me wrong) but this is like standing on an empty battle field like ✋ where are my ships. where are my soldiers and memes and battles and ooc books and Fanart and tropes like i miss you come back I need you

Anyway

Yeh

Go watch Sense8 (Netflix)

[princessandtheflea]

If anyone in the void is interested

I made this chat bot on Janitor AI for Wolfgang Bogdanow because I saw there were zero Sense8 bots

Hope u enjoy

[necrobunni]

im sick. every day, I get on here hoping the sense8 fandom has revived, and there'll be some x readers, and every day, I cry myself to sleep /j. pleaseee I know there's other people out there. Can you hear my pleas they're all so fine not to have any x readers. I've read every story on ao3 basically.

[netflxaddict]

Vandalism

Summary: You're a cop, he's the co-owner of a local locksmith shop. A sudden rash of break-ins keeps bringing you to his store.

Word count: 1,6K

Pairing: Wolfgang Bogdanow x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Author's Note: This is my first fanfic so please be kind :') feedback is welcome!

You had arrived at the crime scene fifteen minutes after the call was made. It was early in the morning and the whole rest of the city was just slowly starting to wake up.

"You said nothing was taken," Vilmar stated as he flipped through his notebook to find an empty page. He was your overly protective middle-aged partner. Short, round and balding — the manifestation of every lazy cop of every comedy ever. He loved taking notes, even though the pad mostly consisted of random doodles he made during breaks.

The owner, a lanky 20-something named Felix Berner, nodded, "That's right, officer." He was standing behind the counter, carefully watching you both as you wandered around the shop.

"What do you think, Y/L/N?" Vilmar asked. You hadn't said a word since you had entered the building.

"Vandalism."

"Vandalism?"

"There have been a few similar cases in the neighborhood," you explained, "smashed windows, graffiti on the pavement, no signs of robbery…"

Suddenly the shattered door blew open, and a man stepped inside. He was about the same height as Felix but much sturdier. Short, dirty blonde hair, a stubble lining his strong, ridiculously well-defined jaw, and eyes of that beautifully common shade of blue.

Dressed in all-black, wearing that mysteriously grim yet compelling expression, he stirred up your interest. You watched as he walked towards the counter with firm, vigorous steps, and a smell of his musky cologne mixed with sweat and tobacco floated through your nose.

"Excuse me." Vilmar's voice yanked you out of your head and you cleared your throat, embarrassed. "Who are you?"

"This is Wolfgang," Felix introduced, "he's the co-owner of this shop but most importantly, my very best friend."

"So did they take anything?" Wolfgang asked, completely ignoring you and Vilmar, making you feel invisible.

"Nothing."

Wolfgang fell quiet for a second. He looked around, his brows slightly frowning.

"Vandals," he then said.

You twitched at the word and turned your gaze at him. "How can you tell?"

"The windows were smashed but nothing was taken? Probably just some bored kids looking to get in trouble," he said, playing with his car keys. Then he raised his head and your eyes were finally met with his downturned ones. "Seems quite obvious, don't you think, officer?"

You felt your cheeks redden. What was it about this sullen man that made you feel so shamefully desperate?

"We're sorry about your windows, but there isn't really anything we can do," Vilmar interrupted your thoughts once again.

"What about us? Is there anything we can do?"

"Surveillance camera," you and Wolfgang replied simultaneously.

You glanced at each other. He smiled.

"We'll get one," Felix said, "thank you."

Vilmar bobbed his head and stuffed his notepad to his pocket. "Let's go, Y/L/N."

You waited until he had returned to the car, and dug out your business card, something you had never done before. You handed it to Felix.

"If you see or hear anything suspicious, give me a call."

Even though you were dying to, you didn't turn to give Wolfgang one final look. He didn't need to know how crazy he had made you — especially since to him you had been just another bulle.

* * *

A week later you and Vilmar were sitting in the car parked outside your favorite coffee shop when his radio crackled. There had been another attack at Felix's shop.

"Time to see your boyfriend," Vilmar smiled as you started the car.

"Don't even," you huffed. Ever since he had found out you gave Felix your number, Vilmar hadn't shut up about it. Of course you had wanted to tell him that the number wasn't really so much for Felix as it was for Wolfgang, but what difference would it have made, really? No one had called and now you had to go back there looking like a fool.

This time, the door lock had been picked open but again, nothing was taken.

You were suspicious. It seemed unrealistic that the vandal — quite possibly a rebellious youngster as Wolfgang had suggested — would’ve gone through all that trouble just for the fun of it. Or that they would’ve even had the skills to do so. Something didn’t add up.

“I see you didn’t invest in those surveillance cameras like we suggested,” you said.

“Didn’t think they’d be stupid enough to come back.” Wolfgang shrugged.

He was sitting on the counter scrupulously examining every inch of your tensed up body, biting his lower lip. You couldn't tell if he was judging you or just admiring your figure. Whatever it was, it made you uneasy. Not uncomfortable or exposed — not in the bad sense anyway.

You swallowed hard. The things you would’ve done if this had been just another one of your wildest fantasies...

“So you think the perpetrator was the same as before?” Vilmar too sounded skeptical as he read from his notes from your previous visit. “'Some bored kids looking to get in trouble'?”

Wolfgang sighed and hopped off the desk. “That’s just my opinion. You’re the detectives here.”

“Well, without the surveillance footage we’re pretty much in the same situation than the last time,” you snorted, “but if the same person really is behind this, it’s very likely they’ll strike again.”

“Copy that, officer.”

You rolled your eyes. “Where’s your friend?”

“Damsel in distress,” he grinned. “Wanna leave him a message? He loves to hear from serious, sexy women."

The compliment caught you off guard. All this time you had thought he was making fun of you, and now he was calling you sexy? Or was that just something Felix had said? Or was it just another joke? You took a deep breath. The man really was impossible to read.

"You can tell him to give us a call if this happens again. He knows the number," you said, "and get the damn cameras. I wanna catch those brats."

* * *

When you hadn't heard from either Felix or Wolfgang for another week, you thought they'd finally been left alone. A part of you was disappointed. It wasn’t as if you'd been hoping for some miraculous happy ending, but nothing? You felt betrayed. 

Then, two and a half weeks after the first attack, a phone call came.

"Y/N," you answered.

"Is this the sexy cop?" It was Wolfgang. You felt your heart somersault in your chest.

"Was there another attack?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"Come see for yourself." Then he hung up.

You stared at your phone, abashed. If any other person had been as mysterious, you would've just simply ignored them. You didn't have time for games. And more importantly, you didn't have the energy.

As you got in the car, you cursed the day you met Wolfgang Bogdanow.

You hadn't told him it was your day-off. Partly because you didn't think it was important, but mostly because you hadn't wanted him to stop you from coming. This could've been your only opportunity to show him this side of yourself; bold and sexy with a dress shorter than it had a right to be and heels higher than a cop should've been wearing — there was no way you were going to waste it.

Once you had arrived, you noticed the smashed door window. Weird, you thought, starting to wonder if the perpetrator really had been the same each time after all.

Feeling nonplussed, you walked inside, your heels clopping softly against the floor. Wolfgang was waiting for you by the door.

"Hello, officer," he said with a smirk. "That's one hell of a uniform."

You didn't want to let him know what his words really did to you, so you just looked around. You were alone.

"Let me guess, they didn't steal anything."

"You're right. But this time we caught him on tape."

"Did you recognize him?" You were surprised, to say the least. You had been waiting for some unexpected turn of events but apparently, the case was solved.

"Oh, I've known him for years."

"Mind if I see it?"

He shook his head and led you to the backroom. He sat down on the desk chair and logged in to the computer.

You leaned in — just to get a better look, you told yourself. He didn’t seem to mind so you let yourself relax. The overwhelming smell of cologne and cigarettes took over your brain like a disease, and you had to grab a hold of the desk for support.

"Here it is."

Wolfgang had rewound the tape to last night — to precisely 10.36 p.m., according to the time stamp on the bottom left corner. He pressed play.

A man in a black leather jacket approached the shop. Just outside the door he finally stopped, glanced quickly around and threw the brick in his hand through the window. You squinted your eyes, trying to memorize as many details as possible. He was blonde, average-height, robust. At least on his late 20s—

Suddenly the man turned his gaze directly to the camera. Your eyes widened. 

"I-I don't understand."

Wolfgang was staring straight at you from the computer screen with a wide grin on his face.

"Well, I had to do something to get your attention, didn't I?"

"So you... smashed the window to get my attention?"

"I thought you would've suspected something when the door was picked open, but when you didn't..."

You couldn't believe it. It was crazy. He was crazy. It was by far the stupidest, most ridiculous, sexy thing anyone had ever done for you.

"You know, I could arrest you for this," you finally said.

He looked up at you and, not missing a beat, replied, "Then cuff me, officer."

[dukesimagines]

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"You’re a sensate, too?” he asked. You nervously nodded, worried at his suddenly dark expression. He nodded, and leveled his steady gaze on you.

“Alright, well, I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you, then.”

“Bad? There’s been bad things happening to sensates?”

“Yeah, real bad things. But don’t worry, [Y/N], now that you’ve got me in your link, I’ll be there to protect you, yeah?” He smiled at you, hoping to ease your anxiety. “My cluster’s working on protecting everybody.”

You smiled in return, grateful to have a guardian angel on your side.

“Thank you, Wolfgang.”

“No problem at all, [Y/N].”

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Prompt: “I don’t know how or why but all I know is that I love you.”

Character: Wolfgang Bogdanow x Reader

His hands were cupping your cheeks, holding your face ever so gently. For a man so violent and rough, he was so gentle with you... always. He was so respectful of you, always considered your feelings first before even touching you.

“Please, don’t go.” Your whisper was weak and you almost felt ashamed for the amount of sadness in it, “It’s too dangerous.”

Wolfgang let out a small breath, “They need me.” He was right. His cluster did need him.

“I need you.” It was selfish. So utterly and completely selfish. You knew that but still, you never regretted saying it.

He smiled at that, the feeling of knowing that you needed him made him happy, “But you’ll survive without me for a while...” you closed your eyes as his thumbs swiped away a tear from your cheek, “I need to tell you something.”

You swallowed, opening your eyes, “Don’t say something you wouldn’t normally say,” you whispered.

“I’ve wanted to tell you for a while... I can’t imagine being without you. When I speak to you, when I’m near you... you make me feel wanted. I’ve never felt that before. Now, I don’t know how or why but... all I know is that I love you. I love you.”

Your composure crumpled and you kissed him with everything you had. You poured your heart into the kiss. Intense wasn’t the word to describe it. Wolfgang’s hands ravelled in your hair as yours clung to his shirt. You pulled away, breathing heavy, “Come home to me.”

[imagineandcry]

imagine #5

“listening to you, is the best thing”

fandom: Sense8 warnings: none pairings: Wolfgang bogdanow x reader characters: wolfgang bogdanow

Wolfgang loved you. Honestly, he loved you so much. It doesn’t matter if you’re in Berlin or in your hometown -- he would listen to you talk everywhere.

You can’t seem to stop talking as well, and he loved that. You talked about cats, houses and complained about delayed trains. You think it’s a simple conversation but for him, it means the world. Whilst he’s struggling with Felix -- not knowing if he’s going to die or not -- is the best medicine listening to you. 

It just happens you’re in Berlin this time and rain is pouring down on both of you. It doesn’t matter, Wolfgang kind of enjoys the rain and you don’t mind it. 

“....and the train was 15 minutes delayed, and Capheus randomly popped up so I looked like the biggest.... I don’t even know! I was just talking to myself”, you sighed but still managed to giggle. It was kind of funny, because Capheus is so impressed with trains. 

Wolfgang chuckles and smiles at you. “He’s nice.” He knew it was a lame reply but he also knew you’d understand. 

“Yeah, he really is. Have you talked to Nomi recently?”, you asked and tried to get him in the one-sided conversation but still ask comforting questions. 

“Not really, she just talked about her girlfriend”, he smirked. “You?”

“Yeah! Things going okay, considering”, you smiled and it grew quiet. You wanted to say thousands of things to him; that you loved his smile, his laugh and when he’s listening to your ramblings. But you kept quiet. You were good at talking about delayed trains and kittens but admitting to liking him? No. 

Not that you have to say those things since you are connected, so he just smiles at you knowingly and kisses the corner of your mouth, “I know. Me too.”

[fanfiction-for-the-win]

Sense8

Um….HOW COMES THERE IS LIKE NO SENSE8 FANFICTION?

Like, I need some ASAP

Hit me up if you know of some great ones! xx

P.S. And they aren't all Kalagang... I mean I love that OTP but my goodness...

[iwritesoimright]

Hey, could you do dating Wolfgang Bogdanow (sense8) would include? :)

First time I ever wrote one of these, so no promises that its any good, either way it was fun so here it goes!

warnings: slight mentions of nsfw, and some cussing, but its wolfgang, what ya gonna do

Dating Wolfgang Bogdanow would include…

-He takes you with him everywhere, you know he’s overprotective and is always worried someone is after him so he would much prefer having you with him at times so he can protect you

-You don’t know how many nightmares he’s had about coming home one day to find you gone

-Youd also be super in touch with the rest of the sensates

-Like at first he’d be really nervous and try to hide it from you but it didn’t take you long to notice his weird actions

-But once he told you about it you were immediately accepting and even started to form your own bond with the rest of the sensates, who of course love you

-Especially Lito, Lito loves you, like Lito was the one who helped Wolfgang get the balls to actually ask you out

-Not only did you have a strong bond with the sensates, but you also had an incredible bond with Felix

-When Wolfgang first introduced you to Felix he was a bit wary, I mean the amount of times Wolfgang has gotten involved with someone who turned out to be evil was too many to count

-But really it didn’t take long win Felix over and soon he was almost like your big brother

-Felix even threatened Wolfgang that if he ever did anything to you he’d kill him

-Of course, Wolfgang would never dream of such a thing

-Wolfgang did get jealous sometimes though, you and Felix were very close, and while he loved how you were all like one big family, you were his

-So, it’d be no surprise whenever he felt just a little bit jealous he’d reach over and put a hand on your thigh, or around your waist or shoulders and give Felix “the look”

-Felix knew the look

-But he didn’t just touch you when you were jealous, we all know that

-Wolfgang is very handsy and very teasing

-Whenever he’s not trying to be a badass he’s just trying to make you laugh

-Or make you flustered

-So many times, you’ll be at dinner and his hand around your waist will start to tickle you, and you fail at trying to keep your laughter in

-But as his fingers start to travel lower your laughing stops and the blushing starts

-And next thing ya know his hand is in your pants

-And of course, Felix is sitting across from you like “what the fuck guys��

-The whole time Wolfgang sits there with that little smirk on his face

-Also, whenever Wolfgang isn’t trying to be a badass he’s one of the softest people you know. He often lays awake at night with you just letting everything out

-He always tells you whenever things get too hard for him, while the rest of the world sees the stoic face he puts up, you see the parts of him that hurt

-All the extra pain he goes through whenever one of the sensates are hurting, it gets to him, he already deals with so much

-Sometimes he comes home and wraps you in his arms and just cries

-He cried for a straight hour and a half after telling you the story of how Felix ended up in the hospital, clinging to life

-Besides the sensates and Felix, you’re one of the few people he trusts

-He won’t say it yet, but he loves you

[imagineandcry]

Masterlist

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR: - Supernatural - Sense8 (season 1) - Game of Thrones - Stranger Things (Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Billy) - The Walking Dead (seasons 1-5) - Harry Potter - The Maze Runner (books) - Hemlock Grove (Peter Romancek, Letha Godfrey)

NOT REAL PEOPLE. Requests always open, feed me.

Supernatural:

moving in Sam Winchester x female reader “I didn’t even realize you were slowly moving in until I noticed all your stuff was all over my place.” warnings: fluff

dreamily good Jo Harvelle x female reader “You just got your feelings confirmed. By a Dream. Nice, way to go y/n”. Warnings: fluff, light cursing

interview Dean Winchester x male reader “Do me a favour?” Warnings: jealousy

here’s right where i should be Dean Winchester x reader “Harry Styles - Woman” Warnings: jealousy

Sense8:

(not my gif)

conversations Wolfgang Bogdanow x reader “listening to you, is the best thing” Warnings: none

Game of Thrones:

i love you, i hate you Ramsay Bolton x female bisexual!reader “help me from drowning” Warnings: mentions of rape, angst, fluff

confusing love Theon Greyjoy x reader “love/hate relationship” Warnings: fluff, angst

cuddles Robb Stark x reader “playful cuddles” Warnings: FLUFF.

restaurant fun Theon Greyjoy x non-binary reader “modern!au” Warnings: fluff

cold Tormund Giantsbane x reader “cozy by the fire” Warnings: fluff

trip down memory lane Yara Greyjoy x female reader “you’re fun to tease” warnings: talk of smut, unresolved sexual tension

I can fuck / or I can fight Robb Stark x male reader “Don’t Matter - Kings of Leon warnings: accidental jealous!Theon (i’m throbb trash), cussing