#give me dad bod heisenberg or give me death

[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

I Am Machine

Summary: In which Karl Heisenberg has nipple piercings and a chest full of insecurities.

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x afab!Reader

Word Count: -2.5k

Content Warning: Porn With Feelings <3 18+!, Nipple Piercings, Thigh Riding, Angst, Body Worship, Karl Has A Dad-Bod, Internalized Body Shaming, Insecurities, Feelings….A Lot Of Them, Giving Karl All The Love He Deserves, Dirty Talk, Manhandling, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, A Sprinkle Of Rough Fucking

A/N: Another massive shout-out to @queer-crusader!Thank you so much for throwing all the ideas back and forth <3

Tagging: @blueberrypancakesworld

I am machine

I never sleep

Until I fix what's broken

I am machine

A part of me

Wishes I could just feel something

- I Am Machine By Three Days Grace

With your shoulder leaning onto the old door frame, you watched him, watched how his fingers slowly crawled up to his chest whilst he stared holes into thin air and his teeth ground down on the soft insides of his cheek instead of the usual cigar butt. Karl took no notice of you observing him with a faint smile ghosting around your lips and so calloused fingertips ventured forth to grab at the dainty steel marbles screwed on tightly to the accompanying bar that went straight through his right nipple. They toyed with the small piece of jewelry for a moment as he blinked lazily, entirely absentmindedly, and zoned out.

You had to actively stifle a laugh as you were able to watch the coin flip in his thoughts, Karl seemed to remember that his left nipple was adorned by just the same accessory and his hand grazed across his chest. If it wasn’t for his brows furrowing up into a frown, he would’ve looked dreamy and calm in the warm light of the surprisingly sturdy light bulb.

“Feeling yourself up a little, hm?” You joked, trying to approach whatever it was that caused his knit-together brows with lightheartedness.

“Huh?”, For the blink of an eye Karl looked truly dumbfounded and entirely unaware of his fidgeting that drew all of your attention right at it, “Oh. Subconscious habit.”

“I know.” You smiled kindly back at him.

“Then why are ya asking, stupid?” He nudged his head in your direction with a wide grin stretching across his face, gingerly accentuating the crinkles and crowfeet around his eyes.

Although it looked like a genuine expression, you had a strong inkling sitting in your stomach, that he was trying to hide something from you, perhaps not even intently but purely upon instinct.

“I was trying to be funny. You should try that too sometimes.” The tip of your tongue darted from between your lips, playfully teasing him.

“I am funny.” He retorted bluntly.

“I don’t know about that, Karl.” The banter briefly continued as you walked towards him, sitting there legs all sprawled out on the bed with his back against the decrepit and depressingly gray concrete walls.

“Don’t ya think that metal-melting heat and the constant linger of death is hilarious? Tough crowd.” The burly man huffed humorously yet he couldn’t quite shake the pitiful tinge in his voice.

He watched you saunter over to him, the pair of unnaturally bright hematite eyes following you intently.

“What’s going on up there?” You let yourself plop right into his lap, straddling his bulky thigh as the very tip of your index finger nudged at his temple.

“Huh?” He muttered again, trying to plaster a blasé expression on his face but it slipped at the edges, the corners of his mouth contorting downwards for a split second before he could help it.

“The fidgeting, the chewing on the insides of your mouth? Does that ring a bell?” Your brows raised into a questioning arch whilst the rest of your senses tried to ignore the feeling of dense muscles between your legs pressing up against you. Was he doing that on purpose to side-track you?

“It’s just what I do.” He shrugged his shoulders with flimsy indifference.

“Karl…” Your free hand slid between your bodies, fingers closing down increasingly firm around the shiny and smooth piece of jewelry.

“Yes?” He hissed back, his thigh now obviously rocking against your clothed cunt, causing you to involuntarily rutt your hips against him.

“Don’t…” The word that rolled over your tongue came only labored as the intense feeling of arousal grew and spread from your lower abdomen.

“Don’t what, sugar? Get your head all spinning like that?” Karl leaned in closer, the tip of his nose nudging yours and lips ready to swallow whatever answer you’d give with a hungry kiss.

“Actually-” His head rushed forward, his lips pressing against yours with his teeth scraping over your bottom lip like a hungry animal, beckoning you to shut the hell up.

However, you didn’t.

“Karl, stop, please.” He let go of you immediately, widened eyes looking at you puzzled and silently questioning.

By now you knew that he wouldn’t just hand you the answer if you asked for it directly, you had to lovingly pull and coax it out of him, had to make sure that you brought his intrinsic guard down gently.

“Let me do that.” Your words only led to a more intense furrow on his forehead and instead of adding even more to them, you let your body do the talking.

In one lazily languid stroke, both of your hands brushed upwards over his stomach, fingertips playing with the curly hairs of a fading happy trail and tracing the little round of his belly pooch on their way to his chest. Upon skin touching skin, you could’ve sworn that Karl had flinched, barely even noticeable yet the little jolt had been there, reminding the both of you that, after all, Karl was sensitive, especially so when being touched.

“What…?” He mumbled quietly, his gray eyes darting down to follow the flow of your fingers across his torso.

“I like your stomach, comfy…warm.”, You shushed him saccharinely-sweet, “Love cuddling against it at night.”

“Uh-huh.” He let that one slide, albeit begrudgingly and through gritted teeth, thin ice already.

Knowing that he was watching you intently, you leaned in, allowing your lips to pepper quick and teasing pecks to his chest.

It was a gamble but you felt quite daring today, letting the tip of your tongue glide along the thickened, pale rose-colored scar tissue that stretched across the skin in long welts. Karl let out a rumbling groan that vibrated right through you, reporting about pooling arousal and a twinge of…disgust. You edged further regardless.

“Love everything about you.”, Your gentle hum got lost in the crook of his neck before your teeth rasped down with the curve of his shoulder, “You’re beautiful.”

“Not much beauty to find between scars, shaggy hair, and an outgrown beard, sugar.” You had tripped over the border, Karl carefully grabbed your jaw and redirected your face to look right at him and the pained expression in his eyes about broke you. You understood why he preferred to hide them away behind a pair of pitch-black glasses. Too expressive, too vulnerable.

“Will you listen to me?”, You tried not to break away from his gaze and it took almost everything out of you, “Please.”

For an agonizingly long blink of an eye, you couldn’t tell whether or not you’d been able to not only save yourself from the plummeting feelings but just Karl as well for his grasp at your chin wasn’t yielding at first. The hardly even uttered, more than anything mouthed Please appeared to hit him where he truly felt and couldn’t ignore it away.

“What were you thinking about earlier?” The question slithered past your lips calmly, gently, and softly.

“Why are you even here?” He retorted in a harshly cold tone with a question himself that equally served as a painful answer.

“Because I love you, easy.” You threw it right back at him, trying to scare off what must’ve been going down in his thoughts but instead, you felt him flinch again, this time more noticeable although you weren’t even touching him.

Line, hook and sinker. It clicked with you and forced your stomach to twist and turn in every possible direction all at once. Karl went through the equally mortifying yet filling ordeal of knowing that he was loved and at that greatly so.

It posed as something far outside of his control and with that immediately rendered into possible danger. Karl Heisenberg never wanted anything to do with love ever again after first getting his heart broken before his body followed suit. Every scar on his body reminded him of heartbreak that hurt a thousand times worse than the cuts and experiments. Love had brought Karl the worst pain he’d ever felt and in an only natural reaction, he had wanted to get as far away from it as he possibly could and that worked just fine until you happened.

“Because I want to.” You answered further before he could throw anything else against your love confession whilst your hands pulled his away from your jawline and instead guided them to rest right on your hips, “Please let me show you how much.”

From the very way you looked right at him, unwavering and with nothing but compassion in your gaze, Karl knew that you weren’t exactly requesting but rather announcing. With a swift nod, he accepted and let his hands remain on your hips. You couldn’t exactly decipher his facial expression but the little sound slipping free from his throat gave away that he certainly enjoyed your tender lips closing down around his pierced nipple, tongue toying with the metal bar. Greedily, you sucked the pebbled skin into your mouth just hard enough to leave a little hickey before letting it plop from between your lips again. You paid attention to not neglecting the other side, repeating the same process of suckling a bruise into the sensitive skin.

“Fuck.” Karl breathed sharply and you snickered.

“Only if you hear me out.” Pushing the envelope a little further, you rolled your hips in his soft clasp.

“God, you’re so fucking mean sometimes.” He groaned eyes rolling behind halfway shut lids.

“Gets you hella hard, love.” You certainly weren’t lying and the entire width of your palm tracing the outlines of his quickly hardening cock above his pants pulled a moan from the depths of his lungs.

“I’m afraid you gotta listen to me rant about just how much I love you if you wanna tap that.”, The sly grin eventually returned to your face as you nuzzled your mouth into the dip of his collarbone, leaving kisses before traveling further up his neck, “How much I love playing with those piercings, gets me fucking wet just thinking about it, and how much I love getting needy for being fucked so good all the time.”

“Go on…” Karl pressed the meat and muscle of his thig against your fabric-clad pussy and you ground down harder, desperately chasing the friction.

“Oh, suddenly you’re interested, huh, big boy?” Your teeth sank into the flesh of his earlobe, pulling at it provocatively, “Hmhm, gotta listen to me moan and groan about how stupid I get when you fuck me from behind, belly slapping against my ass or how much I love that grown-out beard between my thighs when you eat me out.”

“Alright, that’s it.”, Without so much as a fair warning Karl tightened the grip around your hips to hoist you off of him in a sudden push and pull, “Devious woman.”

Before you knew it, you landed on the mattress back first, head pushing into the feathery pillow as Karl towered above you, keeping you down by pressing himself between your legs whilst he kept himself together to not tear your pants off your legs but instead swiftly undress you as civil as he could.

“Poked the bear long enough?” You grinned, watching how his eyes ate you up entirely from the laugh lines around your lips to the scar on your left cheek that you got from falling into a shard of glass as an unsupervised toddler.

“Shut up and let me fuck you stupid if you know what's good for you, buttercup.” The menacing grow that was his voice made your back arch from the mattress, pressing your exposed cunt against his crotch, demanding immediate attention.

“Good girl.” The brief praise carrying clear hints of a little mocking intention before he unzipped his khaki pants to shove his freed erection right into you until you whined out.

“Can’t fucking believe that I let you get under my skin like that, make me feel all heart-eyes fucking shit.” Karl drilled his cock into you until his balls slapped against the round of your ass, one arm snaking underneath your knee to prop it onto his shoulder whilst the other palm pressed your mouth shut, leaving you to breathe through your nose.

“Make all fucking mushy on the inside and get my cock hard with sweet words, dammit.” He bottomed out but only to thrust right back into you, picking up a reckless pace that rendered every leftover thought in your head into thin air.

With shaky hands, you clawed at his back, leading your fingernails to dig into his skin, making Karl hiss from the sudden sting of pain, eventually making him you even harder, bordering on the edge of violence and you reveled in every plunge of his hips. Carefully crafted compliments and honeyed nothings quickly made room for thickening air getting filled with the smell of sex and sweat. It seeped into you, the predominantly musky smell of his body mixed with hints of tobacco and strong coffee, and you let it, basking in his presence. It filled you up just like his girth did with every brutal rock of his hips that brought you closer to ecstasy. Without being able to help it in the slightest, you felt the coil in your lower abdomen twitch and tense up unbearably fast, pathetically fast even. You groaned into the palm of his hand, eyes fluttering shut whilst gasping for air through your nose. It rendered you lightheaded, being just primitively fucked into and for a moment you felt so overstimulated and overfilled that you believed to have missed your own orgasm until it took you apart entirely. In the very second the first contractions started clasping around his cock, Karl's hand was off your face to make room for his lips to devour every moan and whine that rippled through you as if he was drinking it all up.

“Fuck…shit…”, The roll of his hips started stuttering and Karl shoved himself onto you as much as he could without hurting you, “Milking me so fucking good.”

A handful of thrusts followed before his own climax took over, making him halt and pump his load inside of you. You felt the pulsing and twitching of his cock, the sensation sending post-orgasmic ripples of pleasure through you.

Instead of just pulling out of you, Karl slipped your sore leg off his shoulder and shamelessly fucked his release into you with sloppy thrusts, mixing it with the wet of your release. WIth his sweaty forehead pressed against your, he muttered a breathy: “Fuckinglove you, too, shithead.”

[c-nstellati-ns]

hate fucking with heisenberg

holy shit y e s

for heisenberg, it was just a plain little game he liked to play to get on your nerves because he knows exactly what to do to push your buttons. you played along with this in hopes of him leaving you alone but,,,,, no. it got worse. so much so, in fact, that you were at your wits end the day heisenberg threw an insult at you that particularly stung.

you had him pinned against the wall, hand wrapped tight around his throat and squeezed. so hard that he could see spots in his vision but somehow, he was ridiculously very much into it. little did he know that all this would have led to him filling his pretty little ass up and overstimulating him to the point where he couldnt speak or focus on anything. metal man will always remember that outline of your fat cock wrecking his guts and how there was a visible belly bulge each time you thrusted deep within him

you were not a very violent man but heisenberg found a way to be the nuisance that changed that.

[milkyway0885]

Dad headcanons ❤

This Is going to take place as if Ethan took heisenbergs help 

I'm going to say for my sake that Ethan and him didn't use rose and Miranda still performed the ritual 

After Miranda's death he took you away from the village before it could explode

 The two of you live in a cabin in the woods. You built it yourselves, it's kinda big in the back there's a medium sized area for him to work in. He's not building anything like the sulvets or the lycans thankfully, he's just doing small projects that could help make your life easier. (And toys for your future kids) 

You're not far away from civilization, just far enough for his liking 

He became a mechanic

Now that The two of you are away from the other lords and Miranda due to obvious reasons he becomes lessed stressed 

He totally still curses like a sailor, so you put up a swear jar. He gets angry at the swear jar more than most things 😂

His kid/kids will Def rat him out for it too 

He takes money back from the jar everyone in a while until you find out and force him to put it back 

Karl: DAMMIT!

Kid/kids: oooo Nickel for the swear jar daddy 

Karl: Mumbles fuck

Karl-mumbles- bitch

Partner- from across the room- swear jar!

Once the two of you are both mentally stable in your surroundings and are well off he wants to make a family 

He's a family man, wants as many kids as possible though the decision is ultimately yours. 

He doesn't care if you're adopting or giving birth

When becoming a dad he's strict to the kids when you're around but is the sweetest and has the biggest grin on his face when he's alone with your kid/kids

He spoils his kid/kids, even if you say no he's the type of man to go behind your back and do it anyways if it's for his kid/kids 

When they're babies or little depending of the situation he gives them toys that he's made himself he also spends a bunch of time with them giving them all the love he wanted and missed growing up. 

He definitely listens to his partner when it comes to the kids if they make a good point

If the kids want to go do something dangerous then obviously he won't do it but if it's something small he'll do it 

Like the kids want a puppy he's getting that puppy even if his partner kills him 

He teaches his kids self defense when they get old enough, these kids will be able to kill anyone with whatever around them 

I feel like every now and then karl and his partner will sit down with there kids to see how their doing and if somethings going on they'll give there kid time to process and talk about it 

This man has a mixture of a dad bod and a muscular ass body. 

He definitely picks up his kids and throws then in the air if they're small enough 

He carries his kids in weird ways whether it's him carrying them on his back them hanging from.his arms or if he needs to He was a piece of metal wrapped around them comfortably and then leviates them a safe distance from the ground 

He's the type of dad who pops his partner and kid/kids with a towel (that shit HURTS)

I feel like for punishments he'd probably have his kids do physical work like extra chores or helping him with work 

If his kid/kids have nightmares he'll either a have them sleep in your twos bed or he'll go and squeeze in their bed 

If their older he'll tall to them about it he has experience with nightmares and he does his best to help them 

You don't tuck the kids in he does and he loves it

If anyone in his new family gets his powers he'll teach them how to use it in a safe way. 

There's definitely a daddy's girl somewhere in there 

At the end of the day he loves it when you two sit down when everyone else is asleep and just sit in the couch or lay in bed and just hold each other or drink wine whichever you fancy 

Please give this man a back massage he's become a tired dad and needs it 

There's definitely movies nightmares with everyone in the family 

When the kid/kids are at the right age he may tell them why they never see any aunts, uncles or grandparents on his side 

If you have family ok your side if you're one enough he'll take everyone to see them or invite them over. 

If your child ever has a partner when they're older he is the type of dad that's extremely protective and will threaten them

Keep a spray bottle full of water on hand you'll need it 

He's always promised to keep your kid/kids safe and he keeps it to the best of his ability, he's not the type of parent who is over bearing but he is protective of them because of his past 

As he gets older he definitely gets a dad bod 

I could see him showing up with a small child in his arms one day and all he tells you is "they were in a bad situation." And then BOOM another child 

This is what I came up with lol hope you enjoyed it if you have any specific headcanons youf like to see send them in I'm happy to write them out :)

Nsfw headcanons below

Sfw headcanons