#marius streicher x reader

[rightshoeonleftfoot]

Marius "Jäger" Streicher headcanons, I may or may not be completely in love with him...

🥃 Jäger is a whisky drinker. It's his drink of choice, no ice needed. He still does drink beer but he'd rather have a glass of whisky than a bottle of beer. (His favourite whiskey is Yellowstone, yes it's absolutely self-indulgent)

🚗 He drives a shitbox. I'm talking like an old ass 80's Buick, or something similar. Though he's definitely partial to German cars (he's a patriot, what can I say), def has a Volkswagen or an Audi. He definitely knows which Audi models are the most reliable. (He drives a Volkswagen Scirocco Mk 2, it's his pride and joy, I don't make the rules)

🎶 Listens to mainly German rock/rock in general. Here's a playlist that I find accurate to my headcanon of his music taste: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/29N16n6eHU6P2hExqaa4xY?si=FFtI6gEKSqW9ZPF36OZINg

🪛 This is based off of canon, but he's 100% a workaholic. His work is his hobby. He literally mentions that spending his time off in the lab is like a dream vacation to him. He feels he needs to be productive all the time, he doesn't really like "relaxing" that much. His time to relax is when he's either learning something new or working.

🖌️ He is insanely good at drawing machinery. He doesn't consider himself to be an artist, but he is really really good at drawing anything mechanical. He draws cars and car engines for fun, he draws his own prototypes and inventions for his patents and blueprints. Expect him to have a notebook full of messy and clean drawings of cars, helicopters, random parts he just felt like drawing. He mainly draws to see things from a different perspective and to learn.

🌯 He doesn't cook for himself often, but when he does it's absolutely delicious. Jäger knows how to cook! He's a banger cook, too. He only has a solid few cookbooks at home that he uses, he always tries something different but it's always from those three books.

[vampsquerade]

Can I request a Jäger x reader where the reader is experiencing burnout and Marius takes care of them? Also glad to see you back :)

YES OF COURSE YOU CAN BESTIE!! i love seeing your name in my inbox it brightens my day up so much, i really hope you enjoy this one elias! 💕

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Jäger x GN!Reader: An Engineer’s Blown Fuse

Trigger warnings: burnout, mostly comfort, slight suggestive behavior

Marius is a very careful and cautious person when it comes to romance, as he becomes deeply attached to his partner. His ability to love so much for those he cares about has caused his image to be that of a clingy and mischievous man—something a good amount of people wouldn’t really appreciate. But for you? It’s everything you could ever need. Your job causes you stress all the time as you spend hours meticulously checking and making sure every single punch of a number correlates to what’s been reported. It burned you out fast with how much you had to do it over and over, often frustrating you to tears.

Tonight was one of those particularly frustrating days, causing you to yell out and push all of your paperwork over the floor. You don’t even care; neither for the papers that scatter gently across the floor, nor for the pens and pencils that a speed so fast physics causes its force to increase. Marius hears this from the living room where he’s watching a documentary on aviation. He promptly pauses it and carefully enters your room, walking as if he’s approaching a terrified animal that could bite its savior's hand at any second. “Liebling..? It’s another stressful night, ja? Come and join me in the living room—we can watch something else together to help calm you.” Marius says softly.

His hand is outstretched to you as you sit at your desk, face buried in your hands as you silently cry out your frustrations. Staring at his hand for a moment, you gently uncross your arms and carefully take hold of it. Marius gives you an affectionate and loving smile, holding onto your hand as he helps you stand on your feet. He then wraps an arm around you and walks you to sit with him on the couch. You look up at him curiously, as if you’re asking if he’s truly okay with constantly having to do this—but Marius is already giving you that reassuring and loving smile, telling you he’s okay doing anything to make you happy.

You can’t help but smile softly, sitting onto the couch first. Marius sits next to you and pulls you close to him, wrapping his arm around you. “Now then, what do you want to watch Y/N? The choice is always yours, liebling.” he says tenderly. “Um…is it okay if we just sit here in silence instead?” you ask softly. “Of course, anything for my lovely Y/N.” Marius says cheerfully. He completely turns off the TV, pulling you into his lap now. He rests your head against his chest so you could listen to the gentle beating of his heart. You fluster, eyes slightly going wide as he holds you right against him once he wrapped his arms around your lower back. Marius chuckles softly at this and you could feel his chest rumble against your ear.

“I saw that look in your eyes earlier—do you think having to comfort you when you’re burned out annoys me?” Marius asks. You sigh deeply, “Yeah…I just get so burned out easily you know? I have to do this every single day of my life because of these people doing everything wrong—I don’t even get a break on the weekends because of how long I take.” you say, irritation clear in your voice. “I don’t mind having to care for you. You know I love you a lot and nothing you could do will irritate me.” Marius reassures you. “I guess I’ll have to give them a stern scolding, then, and have them find more people to work so you’re not the one having to do this alone. Thanks to Harry’s connections, they’ll have to listen to my request.”

You laugh softly, shaking your head against his chest, “That means a lot, Marius…but couldn’t you have done that sooner?” you tease. Marius blushes furiously at this, looking away from you, “M-Maybe I should have…haha.” His laugh makes you smile; you feel completely relaxed and comforted. “And don’t worry about having to go in tomorrow. I’ll call in sick and have Harry send that request.” he says as he begins to softly rub your back. “Thank you so much…I love how kind and patient you are with me. Nobody’s ever made me as happy as you make me.” you say, joy emanating from you like rays from the sun. You lean up and trail kisses up his neck, on his jaw, and then on his lips.

Marius tenses slightly at this, his grip on you becoming instinctively tighter on you. The rest of his body then relaxes as he kisses you back, passion and affection clear in the way he does so. You then pull away from him and sigh softly. The silence is enjoyable, even more so when you’re cuddled up to Marius. He strikes the back of your hair, rubbing gentle circles into your lower back. “I love you, Marius. Thank you for being so sweet and patient with me.” You say softly, leaning up and kissing his neck and jaw. Marius sighs shakily, his grip slightly tightening on you once again. You giggle softly, nuzzling against his neck now; his breathing becomes slightly heavier when you do this and it makes you smile widely at how easy it is to tease him.

“L-Liebling, stop…please…I don’t want to get overstimulated…” Marius moans softly. You then pull away from his neck and rest against his chest again, “Whatever you say~ Just wanted to show you some of my affection—I’m so sorry.” You say playfully. “It…It’s fine, liebling…” Marius says. The two of you just relax there for a while, not even realizing you’ve fallen asleep against his chest. The way he just held you tightly, stroked your head and rubbed your back soothed you; it eased your mind and put you to sleep. Gently wrapping your legs around him, he carefully lifts you up and walks to your shared bed. Marius lays you down, taking off his hoodie so he was just in his hoodie and a pair of shorts.

Pulling you close to him, he protectively wraps his arms around your sleeping form. The movement makes you stir slightly, smiling as you realize you’re laying in bed together. “Love you…” you whisper sleepily. Marius gives you a gentle chaste kiss, before pulling away, “Ich liebe lich…” he whispers softly before closing his eyes. You instinctively hook your leg around his hip, falling asleep this way. Marius’ free hand holds onto your leg securely now, falling asleep happily as you hold onto each other in peaceful and blissful harmony together. The stresses of life can’t get you whenever Marius is around—he’ll never let it happen ever again now.

[melodygatesauthor]

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[r6-birthdays-daily]

If you can find a Rainbow Six Siege character with a birthday on the day you're reading this, send me a ask thingy about it if I don't have that character already posted! Will be trying to do this daily or whenever an operator has a birthday! I'm getting all of these from reddit, so please correct me if I'm wrong!!!.Take care <3

[n3ssier]

HELLO im bacc >;)))

So I keep lookin at your introduction post and fsr I CANT DECIDE WHAT TO PICK- I just wanted to ask like, can ya write a headcanon, but it has both Crypto from Apex and Ppl from r6? Im so super grateful that you didnt mind the emount of characters I requested last time 😭😭 i hope its bot a burden if I request again cause i kinda simp for all of the. 💀

You can just tell me if u dont wanna do this, or just scratch sum characters if its too many :)))))

Can you pleease write a ff (or headcanons, ehatevs ya wnat) where female reader LOVES hugs and is a generally super chill yet chirpy friend and as soon as she gets recruited, she becomes all friendly and tries to befriedn them and after like 1st day of meeting, she alredy sees them as her bestfriend and hugs them from behind as a goodmorning the next day-

Chars: Crypto, Echo, Vigil, Kapkan, Glaz, Jäger (Ik its all the same characters but I cant help my simping, also as i said you can not include whoever you want)

Ik its confusing and as I said before, you aint gotta write this at all💀🤚

ALSO- MOOTS? Saw that you needed friends so we can be bfs >:DD

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG :( ive had a lot going on and ive also got a job now so i have been short on time but finally got round to writing again!! i hope ya dont mind me doing some hcs and also only doing 4 out of 6 sexy men, bc i worry that if i do fanfics with them all then this will be a v long post bc ill get lowkey carried away😞 (also bc im feeling lazy rn, out here getting up 4am sleeping 12pm😭best lifestyle)

crypto

∙you two first meet on your second day on the job, and he is taken aback by how talkative you are (not in a bad way tho dwdw :)

∙the other legends don’t rlly talk to him outside of the gunfights/workplace so he just doesn’t talk to them either, which is why he was so surprised when you came up to him and tried to befriend him as soon as you’d met him

∙the pride he feels when you start asking about his gadgets goes unmatched, he tries to explain them as easily as possible but gets carried away quickly, leaving you a confused mess and him an embarrassed one as he realises how distracted he got

∙the next morning he’s making breakfast in the break room when he feels you hug him from behind, and he honestly is so tempted to put his hands on yours and stay there but he wants to play it off cool ofc so he just greets you and continues preparing his food

∙this is the EXACT moment he fell for ya

glaz

∙he never expected you to be so talkative or cheery when you joined, but he was happy nonetheless

∙will intently listen to you while smiling and give you facts if he knows any on whatever you’re talking about

∙you guys end up talking for like 3 hours just about anything, he’s kinda curious about you, and ends up asking you a bit about your life in general 

∙would make a lot of effort to help and teach you things, seen as you’re new to r6

∙when you come up to him and hug him as a good morning he chuckles before turning around to hug you back quickly and loosely

∙he could get used to this tho

kapkan

∙ngl he is annoyed at first when you talk to him for the first time, he finds the chat pointless, but after an hour or so he lets his guard down

∙he never realised that chatting with people was so fun until this day, or maybe it was just something about you specifically that gave him the good time, who knows !?

∙he honestly thinks ur pretty cute talking about all the random topics that peak your interest, asking him about 1000 questions aswell

∙when he feels your arms around him the next morning he freaks out

∙tries to push you off, as much as he enjoys it sadly he is too flustered and also not used to physical contact

∙he slowly stops pushing you away the more you come up to him and the more you are hanging round with him

jäger

∙when he first meets you he thinks you’re cool asf, especially when you strike a conversation with him

∙similar to crypto, he feels so much pride when you ask about his gadgets, its like a huge ego boost

∙you guys are sooooo chatty, talking about anything and everything, but make the cutest duo

∙you listen to his rambling and he will listen intently to you back

∙there is NEVER a dull moment between you two😭

∙the other gsg9 members are just happy that he has got someone to listen to him so that they don’t have to LMAO

∙when he feels you hug him from behind the next morning he is a little bit confused but happily hugs you back in return, he definitely thinks about it for the rest of the day tho

[chadillacboseman]

i am now here to be horny on main (ty for being so nice ilysm c,:)

could i request day 18 of smutember with jäger?

Any time, friend!

Smutember day 18 - "Movies"

PS it's really hard to find gifs of Jäger???

The movie on the screen is even worse than you had anticipated. Marius had picked it, of course- an action flick that had you yawning with the fist cheesy line.

"Not liking the movie?" he glances over at you and you shrug. The two of you are seated in the nosebleeds of the theater, his favorite spot to get away from the presence of others.

Not that that was necessary, the only other people in the theater are in the front row, deeply engrossed in an argument about the prequel to the film on the screen.

"It's...interesting," you glance over at him and he gives you a mock pout in response, "Sorry, it's just not my type of movie."

"Do you want to leave?" Marius sounds a little hurt and you feel a twinge of guilt in your chest.

"No!" you say it a little too quickly, but hope he doesn't notice, "I just wish it was a little more interesting."

"I could make it more interesting."

Your interest is piqued, curious as to how Marius could possibly make the movie better, "And how would you do that?"

Marius grins as a bright scene illuminates his face, a mischievous smile that you know means he is going to do something you will protest against.

The screen returns to darkness and you feel his hand move, snakelike, over the armrest that separates the two of you. His fingers slide up your thigh and you feel your breath hitch in your throat. You wore one of your favorite skirts today, something he will no doubt use to his advantage.

"Marius-" you hiss his name and he grunts quietly, fingers still working their way up your leg, "This is a terrible idea."

"Don't care," you can hear the grin in his voice and you resign yourself to the risk of getting caught.

His hand finally finds its goal, fingers sliding under the hem of your skirt to find the growing heat between your legs. You bite your lip as he runs a finger along your panties and lets out a dark chuckle.

"So wet already, I think you like this."

Marius slides your panties to the side and pushes one rough finger inside you, leaning across the arm rest to swallow your moan with a kiss.

"We have to be quiet," he murmurs against your lips, "Can't get caught."

Another finger slips into you and you let out a shaking breath, gripping the seat for purchase as Marius sets his pace, fucking you with his thick fingers until you're panting quietly in the dim light.

Another bright scene flashes across the screen and you try to pin your legs together, but he shoves them apart once more with a grunt.

"Marius-" he cuts you off with a kiss, and his thumb rolls across your clit, pausing to flick gently at the nerves until you nearly come out of your seat.

He's good at what he does.

Even in the field, Jäger, as the other operators call him, moves like a well-oiled machine, deft fingers and sharp mind solving every problem that lobs itself at him.

Here in the dark theater is no different- Marius has you coming apart at the seams with every move of his expert fingers. He knows when you are going to be loud, silencing you with kisses and bites.

He knows you so well. Knows exactly how to have you at his mercy, even here where so many prying eyes can see you.

"Come on, that's it," his voice is quiet in your ear as he feels you tighten around his fingers, "Cum for me."

You do as he commands and he misses his chance to quiet you, wincing when you moan and throw your head back against the wall behind you.

So much for secrecy.

The people in the front row shift uncomfortably in their seats.

Marius doesn't care- he pumps his fingers gently until you gasp and shove him away. By now, you're panting, staring at him in the darkness until another bright scene illuminates his face.

He's grinning from ear to ear.

[angelaiswriting]

The Contest (6 of 7) | some R6S guys x fem!reader

✏️ Pairing: Jäger x fem!reader

✏️ Summary: Dominic Brunsmeier can’t keep his goddamn mouth shut when it comes to eating pussy, and that’s how Y/N finds herself being drafted to be the judge of this pussy-eating contest. (Straight out of a dream @kind-wolf​ had)

✏️ A/N: I’m not entirely satisfied with this part, it was somehow the hardest to write so far, but hopefully you’ll enjoy it! 💛 I also kind of hurt my hand yesterday and it has slowed me down a bit, and since I haven’t started working on the very last part of this fic yet, I’m not sure there’ll be an update on Sunday. Fingers crossed that I’ll manage to write, but just in case, you've been warned 😅

✏️ Warnings: 18+ only (oral f/r, fingering)

✏️ Word-count: 2,897

✏️ The links to the other parts are in the masterlist linked in my bio.

<< part five: dominic <<  |  PART SIX: MARIUS  |  >> part seven: the winner >>

Marius had managed to come back three days after Dominic’s turn and while he would have preferred to remain on-site with the other operators on the team, Six had called him back to report. After that, Dominic had marched him down to the dorm sector of the Base and had dropped him into Y/N’s hands.

Be quick. The guys and I are tired of waiting, he had half-joked before jogging back down the corridor and out of sight.

“I’m sorry,” Marius said, looking away from her half-dressed form. “He was waiting for me outside Harry’s office and he brought me straight here.”

When her brain started working again after the surprise she had just been presented with, she gasped out glad a cuss word at Dominic. “Oh fuck, you’re still in your uniform! Did he drag you here right after you came back from your mission?”

He shrugged, a hand coming up to give the back of his neck a brief massage before he rolled his shoulders back. “Yeah, I’m sorry.”

“Were the others in on this?”

He looked away for a moment and she knew, then and there, that despite the fact that he was most likely tired out of his mind, he was still down to lie for his friends. But eventually, when he answered with a vague and unfinished Yeah, no, they…, she scoffed.

“I should kick them out of this stupid contest,” she groaned. She let the t-shirt she had had in her hands when Dominic had swung the door of her dorm open drop on the bed and she walked up to the man in her room. “You’ve just come back,” she repeated. “Have you showered yet?”

When he shook his head no in response, she took his hand in hers and led him into the bathroom.

“You don’t have to do anything tonight if you don’t want to,” she told him, “but maybe a shower will do you good anyway.”

There was no need to ask him if he was tired: she just knew he was. She had been on missions as well and she knew how tough it could get when the adrenaline left your system. The tiredness and the soreness caught up — and sometimes even your mind would start wandering.

He turned her around when she turned on the water so that it could warm up for him and when they were facing each other, he pulled her into an unexpected hug.

Marius was a respectful man, he had always been. While Elias had always glanced at her quite a few times, he always respected Dominic — and while she wasn’t Dominic’s, or not exactly at least, he had never done anything that could have been even remotely misinterpreted. And although they had been brought closer by that silly game they were playing, he had never so much as hugged her before.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He inhaled deeply, his face buried into the crook of her neck, and when one of her hands came up to cradle the back of his head, she felt him shiver. “Thank you,” he muttered eventually. He was smiling a tired smile when he pulled back, a playful I’m starting to see why he’s so into you leaving his lips. “However, if you’re okay with proceeding, I won’t say no. The quicker we get this over with, the quicker those motherfuckers will stop pestering me.”

Her chuckle made his smile broaden that tad bit more that his teeth were visible for a moment. But then her smirk turned mischievous and her hands moved up his chest. “We’ll make him pay for playing this card on you.”

She pushed his jacket down his shoulders and as she bent down to pick it up and bring it back into her room to hang it on the back of a chair, he got out of his shoes.

“I can shower you if you want,” she proposed when she reached him again. He was halfway into taking off his shirt and she noticed the purple bruise peeking from underneath the cotton.

“But you said…”

“To hell with what I said.” She knew the rules didn’t allow for them to be naked, but she wasn’t going to ask him to kneel down between her legs, not when he had just come back from a mission. “Yes or no?”

It took him a few moments to say yes, and she knew it was out of respect for his friend. But when he caved in and let his shirt drop to the floor, she walked away from the door frame she had been leaning against and moved to stand in front of him. Her eyes met his when her hands moved over the button of his pants and he gave her a curt nod of his head before she finally proceeded.

“What happened to your back?” she asked, this time not looking at him as she kneeled before him to drag his pants down his legs.

She had seen the nasty blue-ish bruise on his left pectoral, but didn’t bring it up. Bruises were part of the package with their job, but they still had a weird effect on her when they were on someone she cared about.

“Fell down a story,” he answered vaguely as he held onto her shoulders to step out of his clothes. “Nothing to worry about too much.”

“Did you get yourself checked in the med bay?” She had taken his socks off and had stood up again. And as her fingers hooked underneath the waistband of his boxers and she stared into his eyes, she saw that spark of almost guilt flash across his face. “Dom will have an earful in the morning,” she groaned to herself as she pushed his underwear to the floor. “Now get in,” was the order she gave as her hands came up to unclasp her bra. “I’ll be there in a second.”

The shower felt asphyxiatingly confining when she stepped in behind Marius. Private bathrooms on the Base tended to be smaller than the rest when you didn’t share a room with someone else, and never before that night had she consciously understood what that meant.

“At least neither of us is going to slip and fall,” Marius chuckled, turning to face the sidewall of the cubicle so that they could have a little more space.

She let out a chuckle of her own as her hands slid up his bruised back, careful not to press too hard into his tense muscles. “How did the mission go?” she asked eventually when she started soaping him up.

“The usual,” he shrugged. Before he could continue, her thumbs dug into the flash of his shoulders and he hissed. “The guys needed last-minute help securing the objective.” He groaned again when she started massaging his shoulders and the back of his neck and before long, he was leaning his forehead against the tiled wall.

“They called you back quickly, though,” she pointed out. She was doing her best to work some of the knots in his muscles, but it proved to be a hard feat in the confined space of the shower. “That’s good?” It left her lips more like a question and although a last-minute call to leave on a mission was always a pain in the ass, she couldn’t help but wonder how things had gone.

“Yeah, no, everybody’s fine.” She didn’t miss his relieved exhale when her hands pressed down along his spine, where bruises didn’t mark his skin. “The mission has been completed, they just had a few things to do before coming back.”

It turned quiet after that and although he muttered a sorry at his half-erection when he turned around, the atmosphere in the bathroom was peaceful and relaxed. She finished soaping him up, humming quietly under her breath, and after she was done washing him, he surprised her by making her turn around to face the wall she had been with her back towards.

His hands were soft on her skin and much like she had done just minutes ago, he worked on her tense shoulders as they made small talk. She told him about the endless days at the base, and he told her some details about his mission, funny stuff the operators he had been working with had said. By the time his thumbs started their descent down her spine, her mind seemed to be peacefully swimming as her eyes closed in relaxation.

“You’re better at this than I am,” she joked when her brain managed to make her tongue work again. Her head tilted back against him of its own accord and although she did feel him painfully hard against her back for a moment, he was quick to move back.

She gave him his time when she stepped out of the shower a minute or two later. She quickly slipped into her toweling robe, left a towel on the sink for him, and slipped out of the bathroom in silence as she closed the door behind his back.

She had tried not to look — she really had, out of respect for the contest’s rules, the other guys and most of all, her quickly dying resolve not to cheat. But she had had a glimpse of his cock — long and slightly arched — and she had felt it brush against her butt when he had abruptly turned around. So, when she eventually laid down on her bed, she couldn’t help her hand from traveling down her body and stopping between her legs as she listened in on Marius’ soft grunts coming from the bathroom.

She was wet, and it had very little to do with her skin still being slightly damp from the shower she had just walked out of. Her middle finger slid between her folds, the fingertip teasing her entrance, and a light moan left her lips. For a moment, she realized that this was how Dominic might feel — wanting her without being able to have her just yet — but she didn’t have long to ponder that thought and play with herself, because the door of the bathroom opened and Marius stopped in his tracks at the sight of her, her legs spread open, a hand between them, and the bathrobe barely concealing her upper body.

“Look at you.” The smirk that stretched on his lips made the skin of her face burn and although her hands itched to come up and cover her face, she kept them where they were — one on her abdomen and the other with a finger half-way inside her pussy. “What do you think you’re doing?”

It made a shiver run down her spine — how rough his voice sounded, the way he was staring at her, right between her legs.

He stalked towards the bed and when he stopped at the foot of it, he leaned forward to take her hand from between her thighs. The fingers of his right hand brushed against her pussy and his left brought her hand to his lips before he sucked her middle finger clean. She almost gasped at the soft grunt he let out and although she could feel her face on fire, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his.

“I almost kneeled in that shower,” he confessed when he let her hand go. He pulled her closer to the edge of the bed by her ankles and his hands slid up her bare legs before he pulled the string of her robe open. “Did the others take you there?”

She shook her head and although she had been on the verge of squeezing her thighs together under the intensity of his gaze, she found herself simply smirking when he started kissing his way up her legs.

“I should’ve aimed for those extra points then.”

A chuckle was all she managed to consciously let out before he licked a stripe between her folds and groaned at the taste of her before he kissed up her lower belly and abdomen.

The stubble he hadn’t had the time to shave grazed her skin, forcing goosebumps in its wake. It still felt nice — she was used to a whole different level of beard burn anyway — and all she could do was relax against the mattress as his lips made their way to her nipples. He licked and suckled, and although he was pouring his all into it, she felt how tired he was in the way his body was pressing down against hers.

“Marius,” she called, fingernails gently scratching his scalp before she tugged on his hair to prompt him up. “Lie down, I’ll sit on your face.”

He smiled at her — and there was a faint spark of mischief in his eyes when he looked at her right before he let himself plop down on the bed next to hers. He seemed to pour his thank you in the way he caressed the side of her face when she turned her head to look at him, and a little even in the way he moved strands of hair behind her ear. “If I weren’t this tired, I’d surely win,” he smirked, pulling a chuckle out of her. “But I can still give you a good time anyway.” He shrugged his shoulders and fully turned to lie down on his back and as he did so, she couldn’t help but notice the flaps of his towel opening a little, almost as though to tempt her and remind her how much into a dick-fucking mood she was.

When she straddled his face and glanced down at him, her hands firmly holding onto the metal headboard of her bed, she found him grinning up at her like a child on Christmas day. His hands slid up her thighs and his fingertips pressed into her flesh, and when she hesitated for a moment, he pressed his face into her inner thigh and groaned deep in his chest.

“C’mon, let me eat this pussy.” And for good measure, he gave her ass a playful slap that made her jolt.

She chuckled at that, and deciding on having some mercy on him and his post-mission state, she hastily took off her robe, threw it to the side, and allowed him to lower her down onto his face.

He inhaled deeply before diving in, and his tongue on her drew a gasp from her lips. He licked at her, used both his thumbs to spread her labia for better access.

“I tried not to think of you in the shower,” he confessed just as her left hand moved over her left boob and teased the nipple. “But you have a great ass and I…” His hand left another swat on her right butt cheek and her body leaned forward, a moan leaving her lips when his wrapped around her clit.

So you like ass, was what she managed to chuckle before his tongue dove into her and ate her out.

He was noisy — moaning and grunting, and overall most likely enjoying it just as much as she was — and his breath against her made her shiver. Her eyes were fixed on his hair and the hand that had just been holding onto her breast moved down, her fingers tangling in his wet hair. Her hips were rocking gently back and forth, and she could feel that unmistakable feeling starting to build up inside her.

It started off slowly, with his tongue dipping into her before licking forward, teasing her clit, and then it built up much more quickly when he slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Their pads massaged over that sensitive spot inside her and her breath grew heavier, and then quicker. And before long, her eyes were dropping closed and her lips parting as the last coherent thoughts left her mind and moans and whimpers slipped through her lips.

God, he’s good, was the last thought she had before her grip on his hair tightened.

He gave her clit a harsh suckle and she was gone, her head thrown back as she gasped for air, no energy left in her to voice her orgasm. She wasn’t even aware of how tightly she was holding onto the headboard, just of his mouth and tongue on her — and of those two thick fingers still inside her.

“You good up there?” he asked eventually, turning his head to the side to leave a kiss on her shivering inner thigh.

She was staring at the ceiling, still panting lightly, the fingers of her left hand absentmindedly massaging his scalp. Her hips had stopped moving, but she was still out of breath and with the shocks of her orgasm still coursing through her. It felt amazing, though: her head felt completely empty and her whole body at peace.

“Yeah,” she exhaled eventually and when she managed to swallow, she tilted her head down and looked at him. “Yeah, I’m all good.”

“Need help letting go of the headboard?” His hands trailed up the back of her thighs and then her spine, before sliding back down and settling on the curve of her ass.

“I need help with a lot of things,” she chuckled, amused, “but this headboard is the last of my thoughts.”

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[kind-wolf]

Cute! 🥰

Also, fun fact: For a second I had forgotten his last name isn't actually Jäger. I saw Streicher in your tags and was like what? 😅

Hey! can I request sfw alphabet for Jager from R6? Danke~~

✨ Solari Says: Sure! This is the first time I've written for Jager, so I hope you like it!

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I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

His confession isn't instantaneous, however it isn't as drawn out as some others. He craves connection outside of missions, wants you to know how he feels about you and the fact that you reciprocate--or at least received and acknowledged-- his feelings for you.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

There's a twinge of jealousy should you end up feeling something for someone else before the two of you are in an established relationship. It stems from needing that personal/emotional connection. Other than that, not really, and on the rare chance it should happen, he tells you pretty outright.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are sweet and soft, and usually on your head or lips. If it's a kiss on your cheek, it's short and brief but you feel every bit of affection in it. He doesn't have a preference of where he prefers being kissed, but try to avoid his head. It's a sensory thing.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

It takes him awhile to warm up to kids. Something about their excited nature and energy just isn't something he arounds. Another sensory issue of his. He needs to detox after awhile, and being around kids prevents him from doing so.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You usually find him up early in the mornings. However, he doesn't leave bed right away. He's usually watching documentaries on his phone, or informational videos on YouTube.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Same as the mornings, really. The only real difference is, you're watching them with him, cuddled close for comfort.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He says everything in healthy doses. He's not one to play cards close to his chest, but he's not one to say everything at once. If the conversation calls for it, he'll reveal a little tidbit about himself. It's more of a "don't ask, don't tell."

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Not at all. Marius is patient, he knows the value of it.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers everything and constantly asks you about it. It's really endearing.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He enjoys the smaller moments. Talking, watching videos/movies with you, making those personal connections that he looks forward to making so much.

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[levi-is-husbando]

Part three of Jäger x male reader.

Mature language

Requested by @justagenderfluidstuff

Once they had made it y/n house, Marius pulled over by the curb. “Thank you” y/n spoke softly as he opened the door and stepped out the car. He was gonna shut the door and step back onto the footpath. But he had changed his mind, sighing he leaned into the car, biting his bottom lip. “Um…” Marius looked him. “Would you like to have a coffee?” Y/n asked, looking at Marius, his hands were becoming sweaty, and his legs shook slightly, we was nervous. “I know it’s late, but I don’t wanna call it a night with you just yet” He was speaking softly, it was almost like a mumble. Marius killed the engine, pulling the keys out of the ignition and stepping out of his car closing the door behind him. “I’d love that actually” he smiles and walks to the other side of the car to beside y/n. Y/n was surprised that Marius had agreed, he closed the car door and smiled back at Marius, wiping his hands on his jeans to wipe off the sweat. “Okay. I’ll go boil the kettle” y/n trouts to the front door of house, unlocking the door, and heading inside and straight to the kitchen, as Marius locks his car and follows y/n inside.

Y/n fills the kettle up by the sink and looks over his shoulder. “Make yourself at him” he motioned at the couch in front of the tv, he had an open planed styled house, with a loft just up the stairs. Well at least with a quick glance this is what Marius could see. It was a small but spacious house, and very cluttered by plants or just decor items. But it was homey and still nice not too much. Marius sits down on the couch, and observed y/n, watching the male place the kettle down on the connection, and flicking the switch down which made the kettle to start the boiling process. Marius watched every move, as y/n moved gracefully around the kitchen, going from the cabinet above the counters to pull out two coffee mugs, and placing them on the counter top. To swiftly moving to the drawer and grabbing the small spoon, and moving back to the mugs by the kettle, opening up a jar placing the spoon inside and pulling it back out with a mound of what was obviously the sugar, pouring the sugar in the mug then repeating that action just a few more times. Y/n didn’t need to ask Marius if he needed sugar or how many sugars he needed, as he has always watched Marius at the coffee shop, and observed how many sugar packets he’d rip open to put in his coffee. Marius was now doing the observation, watching y/n now put the coffee in the mugs to join the sugar. By the time that was done, the kettle flicked off as it was finally done with the boiling. Y/n grabbed the kettle by the handle and poured the water into the mugs, stirring as he done so to devolve the sugar and instant grounded coffee. He puts the kettle down and get the milk out of the fridge, opening it up and taking a small sniff of the milk, before adding it to the coffee. He puts the milk back into fridge, then picks up both mugs handing one to Marius before setting his down on the coffee table in front of the couch. He then parks his bum next to Marius. “Thank you” Marius smiles, takes a sip of his coffee and places it down on the coffee table. “Why, did you smell the milk?” Marius asked as he was genuinely curious. “Oh, that.” Y/n paused. “That’s a habit, I’ve always done it since I could remember, it’s so I could tell if the milk was still good or not.” He picks up his mug and takes a few sips before putting it back down. “Oh.. I noticed you done it a few times at the café” Marius noted. “Only a few times, I don’t need to smell the milk every time” y/n chuckles. Marius had given no reaction or emotion to the response.

The two would go on talking, having long conversations, it didn’t matter what they were talking about, occasionally Marius would change some of the subjects without even noticing he had done so, and y/n had never minded about it even if the subject they were on were never finished, or was still going on. He was never bothered by when Marius was unsure in some moments, if y/n said a joke and Marius didn’t laugh, there was no offence taken by it. Y/n was aware this was normal for Marius, especially after observing Marius for a long while. He had noticed he that Marius at times would struggle or didn’t understand the normal social cues.

As time went on, as it became the and the conversation went silent. And the birds were singing. Y/n opened his eyes. He looked around and realised he was on the couch and was cuddled up to Marius. Freaking out he rolled out onto the floor, or at least to but knocked into the coffee table on the way down, making a loud crashing sound as he had done so. This had jolted Marius awake. “Y/n!” He yelled but it was a tone of worrying. Y/n was rubbing the back of his head and had said ouch. Marius sat up and leaned down to y/n pulling him up face only inches away from each other. “I’m okay.” Y/n blinks. Stares into his eyes. He couldn’t control himself but to lean in closer, their lips connected as y/n had kissed Marius. This had took Marius was taken by surprise and pulled back away from y/n. “Oh..” y/n ducked his head down. “I’m sorry” he spoke softly, got up and hurried himself to the bathroom locking the door behind him.

Running the water at the sink he splashes his face and glared at himself in the mirror. “You’re a fucking idiot y/n” he spat at himself.

Marius was sitting the couch. Rubbing his arm, he was confused did he do something wrong, y/n was in the bathroom for a long time. He was wondering how long he was gonna be, he wanted to talk to him, did he have the same feelings, would that explain the sudden kiss.

Marius heard the door open and looked towards it, and stood up. “Y/n?” He asked “you okay?” He frowned. “Oh, you’re still here” y/n didn’t answer the question. “If I were you, I would have left” Marius was upset with y/n had said. “Oh… okay” he looks down at his feet. He turned around and headed to the door. “I wanted to talk but I guess you don’t want me here” his voice was cracked. He was about to grab the door handle. But felt a hand on in his other hand. “Wait.. sorry don’t leave” y/n spoken softly. “We can talk” Marius looked back at y/n. Y/n frowned wiped the tear away from Marius’ cheek. “No please don’t cry” he frowned. Marius sniffled, and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his jumper. “I’m sorry” his voice was still a bit cracked. “No it’s not your fault, it’s mine” y/n said pulling away from Marius. “I made a fool of myself. I shouldn’t of done that. I understand if you don’t want anything with me and that you’re upset” he speaks to him, head in his hand. “You got it wrong y/n” Marius says, his voice no longer cracked, he sits next to y/n, and gently puts a hand on y/n knee. “I was surprised. I wasn’t expecting a kiss, especially from you” Marius told him looking at him. Y/n pulled his head up from his hands and looked at Marius. “What you mean by that?” He asked “Well I like you y/n, and I wasn’t expecting to be kissed by you all suddenly, even though I wanted it for a long time” He admitted. “You like me?” Y/n asked with a surprised expression. Marius nodded. “I like you as well” y/n smiles. Marius smiles back at y/n, it was his turn to kiss y/n.

Marius leans in close to y/n, y/n had met him half way. Their lips connect, as Marius kisses y/n, cracks a smile into the kiss as y/n kissed him back. Marius places his hand on y/n waist and pulls y/n closer to him. Y/n puts his hand on Marius’ chest.

Only a few moments later they pulled away from each other the both smiling. Marius gently places his forehead on y/n forehead, y/n wrapped his arms around Marius, they share an embrace.

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[rightshoeonleftfoot]

How the flowers bloom

Pairing: Marius "Jäger" Streicher x GN!reader

Summary: This is part 1 of my smitten!Jäger x oblivious!reader. Reader has a mental breakdown and Jäger helps you feel better.

Warning: Slight warning, reader has a big breakdown questioning their life. Apart from that it's all fluff. This series is a slow burn (somewhat lol).

Words: 2.3k

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

This not proofread! Criticism is welcome and encouraged. I also do take requests for this fic :)

Today feels dull. Work takes longer than usual, your coworkers' voices grate your nerves more than usual. You have less patience for the customers yelling at you, less tolerance when your boss yells at you for the nth time to do something you haven't had the time for yet. After all, she gave you a never ending list of tasks to do, from mundane to tedious. You were getting to it.

Now, your boss asks you to be at the cash register, whilst also berating you for not going through the to-do list she gave you fast enough. The vase is filling up, one drop at a time. Now, you’re standing at the cash register trying to keep it together. It's excruciating, smiling at the customers like the stress of your job isn't starting to weigh on you.

Your vision starts to get blurry as you speak to the customer. It's been five years and you're still just an assistant in the bakery. You wanted to start your own business. Now here you are, acting as some sous-chef for an ungrateful baker, not a step closer to having your own bakery. What am I doing with my life? The thought rings loudly in your head, as a drop of water falls on the receipt you were gonna hand the woman.

You look down at it for a second, as more droplets fall on the receipt. The vase has overflown, and you're crying. The realization hits you as you wipe the tears off your cheeks and smile at the woman awkwardly.

"I'm so sorry." You chuckle in hopes of making the awkwardness of the situation go away. The lady surprisingly doesn't seem to take it badly. Instead, she looks almost.. concerned. "It's okay love. Everyone needs time off every once in a while." Her british accent is thick, yet it really seems like she cares. You nod in agreement and print out another receipt for her before handing it to her and heading to the break room.

You swallow the lump in your throat, mentally preparing to talk to your boss. You've decided, you're going home. You finally spot your boss, and she stares you down. Her gaze is piercing, like she's reading your every move.

"What the fuck are you doing back here? You're supposed to be out front." Her arms are crossed over her chest. An uncomfortable silence settles as you get the courage to speak up. "I'm heading home. I'm taking time off for the rest of the day." Your boss's face hardens, though she notices your teary eyes and she sighs. "Fine, take the rest of the day off. I don't need you today anyway." She doesn't seem genuine as she storms out of the break room, going to take care of the customers waiting for their order.

You pack your stuff up, almost relieved to be going home. Though the stress of losing your job seems to hit you as you put on your shoes to leave. It's a good paying job after all, right? The only downside is it's not exactly what you want to do for the rest of your life, but it's better than nothing you suppose. You sigh as you step out of the break room, the tears won't stop flowing. It's a never ending stream as you sniffle quietly, trying to bring the least amount of attention to yourself.

You glance at the line as you leave the bakery. It's the lunch rush, the line goes out the door. As you go to open the door to leave, you make eye contact with a customer. A smile appears on the man's face. You know him. He excuses himself from the front of the line and walks quickly towards you, before trapping you in a tight hug.

"Marius, wha- why are you here?" Your tone is laced with laughter as his hug lengthens. He doesn't answer for a few seconds, choosing to hold you in his arms a bit longer. He finally pulls back, putting his hands on each side of your arms. He's ecstatic to see you and it shows. "My op ended early, things got done a lot quicker than we expected." His smile falters a little when he sees your puffy eyes and red cheeks.

"Herzblatt, what happened? Are you crying?" The worry in his tone is obvious. He leans forward, as though to get a better look at your face to make sure you aren't injured. He backs off quickly, his cheeks now tinted red. What was he even trying to do? Confusion takes over as you're not quite sure why he reacted like that. He quickly reaches for a tissue in his pocket to hand you. "I'm okay Marius." You try to reassure him, chuckling to ease some of his worry.

He completely disregards your comment about being okay. "Did someone hurt you?" Instead of handing you the tissue, he goes to wipe off the tears off your cheeks himself. However, he stops himself and awkwardly looks away before handing you the tissue. You take the tissue from his hand, wiping your tears away. "Thanks." You take a deep breath. "No one did this, I'm just.. stressed." You feel a bit bad, complaining about your stressful job to a man who defends people's lives for a living.

"You were heading home, right? Why don't I make you dinner?" Marius proposes confidently. He seems almost too excited to be at your house again. He's fiddling with his belt loop on his pants, you notice he looks almost.. nervous. Granted, he's been like that around you for a bit, you just kind of assume it's how he is. "I couldn't ask that of you, I'd feel bad taking up your time like that." You really just feel like you're taking up space. Not that you don't want to spend time with him, you just don't want to feel like you're bothering him.

His confidence falters ever so slightly. He feels a bit rejected, almost like you're making an excuse to let him down easy. "Well, I don't have anything else to do and uhm, I missed you so..." He looks away awkwardly for a second, before looking back at you and smiling confidently once again. His cheeks seem a bit more flushed than usual. "Okay, yeah, if you're really okay with it, it'd be really nice." You feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. It's nice to have a friend who cares.

"I missed you too, by the way. Let's go." You sniffle as you wipe the last of your tears. His heart flutters at your words. Marius puts his hand out for you to take, but you don't notice as you've already started to walk. He quickly follows you, walking side by side with you.

The walk back to your house is... animated to say the least. Marius has a lot of energy, and a lot to talk about. The entire time you have your hands tucked away in your pockets, to Marius' great disappointment. He's talking your ear off about stuff he's recently watched and read, and he never seems to run out of talking material. His laugh is contagious, and you find yourself forgetting about all the stressful things that happened today.

You finally get back to your house and open the door for him. You take off your shoes and lock the door behind you both. He takes off his shoes and heads to the kitchen, going over to your fridge and opening it with you hot on his trail. You sneak behind him, peeking above his shoulder to see what he's looking at. "What do you want me to make for you, Schatzi?" His tone wavers a bit due to your proximity. He starts to pick stuff up from the fridge and puts it back in an effort to distract himself from you.

"Pasta would be nice." You mumbled, your hand coming to rest on his side to stabilize yourself as you look at what you have in your fridge with him. He freezes, the thoughts in his brain becoming a bit scrambled. "I uhm, I suppose I could." His tone was a bit hesitant as he looked back at you, not realizing just how close you were to him. He looked away immediately, taking a few things out of the fridge and walking away from you and towards the counter.

Marius gets to work. He seems to know what to make with what you have. He's expertly navigating your kitchen, he knows exactly where everything is. You get out of his way, resorting to watching him cook. You're leaning on the counter, looking at his every move, not saying a word. Then, he drops a glass and freezes. He's never done that before. Especially not around you.

"Scheiße." He mumbles under his breath. He's avoiding your gaze, he seems embarrassed. "It's okay, I got it." You stand up straight and head over to the mess he made to clean it up. His palms are sweaty as he tries to help you clean the mess, though he seems to keep dropping everything. You clean up the raw egg that fell on the floor, but accidentally cut yourself on the glass. "Tsk, shit." Marius immediately grabs your hand to look at the cut. He inspects your cut and helps you up.

"Let's get this cleaned up, Liebling." He leads you to the washroom but you stop him. You never understand the names he gives you, you never bother to ask since they seem innocent enough. "I'm okay, Marius. I just need to rinse it." You smile reassuringly at him, and he seems to relax, his grip on your hand loosening. He doubles down regardless. "No, I don't want any glass in your cut." He pulls you towards him and into the washroom.

He drags you over to the sink, and cleans your wound for you. His hands are sweaty and you can feel it. He's nervous, but it's nothing out of the ordinary so you don't question it. You lean towards him to see what he was doing better. He's cleaning it up, putting your hand under warm water, rinsing your cut to make sure there's no glass. He puts some polysporin on it and covers it with a bandaid, making sure it's nice and snug. He finally looks up to see you. "There, it's all-" He stops talking abruptly as his eyes meet yours.

You're confused as to why he stopped talking. His face is very close to yours, but it's not bothering you, you're usually this close to him. He clears his throat and looks away. "Uhm, yeah, it's cleaned and you're good to go." He smiles awkwardly, and leaves to go back to the kitchen to finish making you food. You can't deny his help is making all your stress vanish.

You walk back into the kitchen, and smile when you notice he cleaned up the glass. "Marius." You call out to him as he turns on the stove to make the sauce. "Ja?" He doesn't turn to look at you. "Thank you for helping me with all of this." You sit at the counter realizing he'd put his sleeves up to his elbows now. "Any time, do you wanna talk about what's bothering you?" You contemplate it for a second before speaking. "I don't like my work." Marius is stunned for a second as he looks at you.

"I thought you loved baking?" He checked the sauce before leaning over the counter to pay more attention to you. "Well, yeah. I just-" You sigh, trying to find your words. "I want to have my own bakery, you know? I'm tired of being some- some sous chef to my boss." You clench your fists. "She treats me like shit, Marius. I've been there for five years and she's not any closer to letting me have a little bit of freedom when it comes to designing the menu."

Marius seems to think for a second. "Why don't you take out a loan? I'll help you find a good spot for your bakery, I can help with the renovation. You'll make that money back quickly." His positive nature is contagious. "You think I could do it?" You don't want to get into debt, it's worrying. "You have the experience and the passion. Besides, I can be your taste tester, ja?" He smiles, trying to lighten the mood. "But for now, focus on getting food and relaxing, Schatzi. I can set something up on the TV for us."

You nod, feeling relieved to have someone there for you. He focuses back on making you a good meal, occasionally spilling some things and bumping into dining chairs and counters as he navigates the kitchen. After a few minutes, he plates the food and presents it to you. Pomodoro pasta, and it looks mouthwatering. "Living room?" He asks as he holds both bowls in his hands, looking at you eagerly.

"Yeah." You hurry to your living room, sitting on the couch, and he puts the pasta bowls on the coffee table. Before you can grab the remote to turn on the TV, he snags it from you. He sits on the couch next to you and sets up a documentary on quantum computers. You lean back on the couch, leaning into him since he's so warm. He freezes but doesn't move. As you both watch and eat, you're hit with a strange sense of calmness.

You focus on the documentary, and though you don't understand everything, you don't mind. He loves explaining it to you anyway. You, however, never notice all the looks he gives you to make absolutely sure you like what you're watching. After all, he'd give you the world if you'd only just accept it.

[vampsquerade]

Since I'm sick with a cold(again) could I have some headcanons of Jäger with a sick S/O.

i really do hope you get better soon lovely :c being sick is the absolute worst! drink lots of water and get plenty of rest! here, i brought you some tea to drink as well while you read this 🍵

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Jäger Headcanons: Caring for a Sick Partner

Trigger Warnings: illness, fluff, fever induced pain, comfort hurt

♡ Marius, upon hearing that very first sniffle of sickness early in the morning already alerts him that you’re sick

♡ You try to get up out of bed but Marius carefully has you lay back down before gently pressing his hand against your forehead and cheeks, feeling how unbearably hot they are

♡ “Stay in bed and go back to sleep. I’ll make you a nice soup and bring you some tea and water—for hydration of course.” he’ll urge

♡ Removes the blanket you currently have on, as he deems it “too thick” and that it will “overheat you more”

♡ Obviously he’ll replace it with a thinner one before leaving you to start on that soup and tea

♡ Comes back with a full glass of water before going and checking on the soup and tea

♡ Makes sure to have milk—whether it be regular or an alternative to dairy—and mixes in some sweetener to help you rest easier

♡ Marius will then bring you both the tea and a bowl of soup, gently waking you back up and helping you drink your tea and eat your soup

♡ Spoon feeds you himself, carefully blowing on the soup to cool it down so you don’t get burned

♡ If you have plushies, Marius will bring them to you and have you cuddle them

♡ Purposefully makes himself a no-call, as he has to help nurse you back to health

♡ Sometimes you’ll complain, saying things like “I can feed myself just fine” or “You worry too much, Marius. Don’t stress yourself out for me”

♡ But Marius is determined to help the one he loves most, hushing you gently and telling you that it’s his duty as your lover to care for you

♡ Loves it when you pull that 180 of “I’m fine” to “Can you bring me more water, my love?” because he thinks it’s really cute

♡ Gives you nice, warm, baths and makes sure to include scents that help relax your sore muscles

♡ Also gives you full body massages, just to work out any and all tension you have

♡ He makes sure you take some cold medicine each recommended time you’re supposed to, and always gives you water to help you wash it down

♡ Marius will cuddle you and give you kisses on the forehead, telling you you’ll get better soon

♡ And once you do recover, Marius teases you about how cute you were, causing you to smack him with a pillow

♡ You will then apologize if you were insufferable to care for, but Marius will always tell you you have nothing to apologize for because he must care for you when no one else can

[wastedr00k]

jager x reader ; all i want

this was requested a long time ago, finally getting to it, and a little life update, i’m going to graduate in about 6 months time! this will be a series, hope you liked it as much as i liked writing it! <3

all i want - kodaline

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All I want is nothing more To hear you knocking at my door 'Cause if I could see your face once more I could die a happy person I'm sure

When you said your last goodbye I died a little bit inside I lay in tears in bed all night Alone without you by my side

But if you loved me Why'd you leave me?

you’d thought you’ll never see Marius again after the both of you split ways after college, he wanted to be an engineer in the special forces while you wanted to purse your dreams that had not in common with his, so the both of you split ways. it wasn’t that you didn’t love him or that he didn’t love you, it was just... just knowing each other at the wrong place and the wrong time.

one last night together at his place for a last movie, videos and pictures taken every minute, teary goodbyes at the airport, sleepless nights while you laid in bed with tears, you couldn’t be the only one who felt this way about the separation right? he had to be crying his eyes out, flipping through pictures after pictures endlessly too right? 

sometimes you wanted to blame him, be it for leaving or for choosing something else over you, you were so ready to give up your dreams to follow him wherever he went but was stopped by Marius insisting that the both of you would be happier going after what your hearts desired. but the problem was that your heart only wanted him, all you wanted was Marius, to write a brand new chapter of the both of you with him.

that was what you thought till you saw a certain picture on your instagram feed, Marius with his arms around some friends, a wide smile on his face as he gestured thumbs up, seems like he was having fun without you. but how could he? while you were tearful and stressed out over him and the separation, he was having fun with his new friends and living out his dream. no wonder all your texts went unanswered, all your calls went to voice mail, all your effort and concern brushed aside.

with the familiar stinging sensation creeping up your nose, you clicked on the unfollow and block button, you didn’t need that kind of selfishness in your life, and next was text, blocking him and throwing your phone onto your bed in frustration. tears streaming down your face, you were so silly to waste all your tears on him, while you were wishing that every knock on the door would be him he was busy making new friends, busy finding another one.

sitting up in bed, you felt your nose start to clear, eyes start to see clearly what was going on, a thousand feelings swirling around in your head, from anger to fear. reaching for your phone once more, your heart still wished that somehow Marius would know how you felt and call you back, explaining himself and begging for you to take him back, but a person can dream. 

and the next few months were foggy, you attended classes as usual but your heart wasn’t present, doing barely anything everyday, the clutter in your apartment started to pile up and your soul was tearing down. everyone but you noticed it, your friends worry for you started to turn into annoyance in your head, all you could think about was Marius. why did he leave you, why did he throw you away? what was the reason? was it you, or was it someone else? these questions were left unanswered for months, a constant needle in your back that always reminds you what the both of you had.

your days were spent laying in bed, tearful eyes, but the saying that time heals all was correct for you, soon you started to feel the sunshine again, the needle soon turned into nothing and you were able to walk straight up once again, you were learning to live without Marius, slowly but surely. and soon the sunshine filled your life again, a little gloomy clouds still linger but it was nothing that you couldn’t handle.

you were whole again, took a year but you were you once again.

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laying in bed, on your phone, the familiar ring perked your interest again, this time there were no thoughts about him, but rather about how you were going to spend the weekends with your friends.

reading the messages, you thought out loud, 

“huh, an aviation parade coming to town this week? sounds cool.”

replying to them, you let out a heavy sigh, perhaps you would meet someone like Marius there, deep down you were still trying to find someone like him, everyone on every dating website had to compete with him. maybe this parade will bring you to someone that’s similar to Marius. 

[whats-in-the-canister]

Would you be willing to do being platonic/best friends head canons with Jäger?

Absolutely!! <<33 I hope this is alright, I’m still trying to get the hang of Marius’ character,,,

Platonic Relationship Headcannons - Marius “Jäger” Streicher

Being best friends with Marius is a wild experience, but he wouldn’t have it any other way, and neither would you.

Marius is an extremely creative and a highly curious person. He’s not the best in direct social situations, but if he was interested enough in you when you meet, it wouldn’t take you two too long to become close.

After your first meeting, it doesn’t take any time until he’s dragged you into the tech lab to show you his gadget or something else he’s working on. The man is constantly on the move. Expect a lot of out of nowhere notes and conversations.

He’s trusts you and asks you for your opinion on his work when he’s at a stump. Every engineer needs a rubber duck, and he’s claimed you as his. Brags about it.

He’s easy to rant to, very blunt with his opinions. Expect him to tell you the truth when you go to him for advice.

You both take your lunch breaks together. Probably somewhere quiet where you guys can talk by yourselves. It’s refreshing. Sometimes it’s just you two sitting in silence scrolling through your phones and occasionally showing each other memes, sometimes it’s you two and maybe another engineer throwing baseballs or confetti balls at his ADS. You never know what you’ll both get into.

He’s very proud of his work, and I imagine his friends would hear about it nonstop. The word “humility” is sadly not in his vocabulary. Being best friends with him would lead to getting to see a lot of his work behind the scenes. Texts you early in the morning along with pictures of his cluttered work desk or even disassembled gadget.

When he’s not knees deep in work, he’s just as fast as he is on the job. Past times with him easily become adventures. You two are respected as individuals at Hereford, but you two are even more powerful together.

When he’s curious about something, he doesn’t stop until he’s satisfied. Same goes for you. It’s easy to get him interested in something you’re involved with.

“What’s (example)?”

“Beats me.”

“We’re about to find out, get in the car.”

He is a bit of a film buff. Invites you over to watch movies all the time. Usually stuff outside of both of your guy’s comfort zone. Expect something with subtitles or odd amounts of artistic expression. You bring the snacks and he’ll bring the blankets. This also includes outrageous amounts of documentaries.

His teammates and uncle definitely know about you. They’re glad he’s got someone to talk to.

Though he’s not very good at it, he’s your wingman. If you guys are out in a group, he cracks jokes and likes to point people out in crowds to you.

“Aren’t they cute?” “They look just like your type.” “Y/N, do you like brunettes?”

If you do it to him though, he will pretty much collapse in embarrassment. Won’t say anything about it. Sometimes he’s gotta have a taste of his own medicine.

He’s always up late at night. If you’re nocturnal like him, you’re in luck. He’s always there to talk. If you’re not, I’m so sorry. He doesn’t hesitate to send you memes or news articles at 2:32 in the morning. Turn off your notifications.

He’s straight forward, in a good way. He’s bad at reading people, but if you tell him what’s wrong, he’ll immediately start trying to help. He’s cares.

“What’s wrong? Is everything okay? Y/N, are you hurt?” He asks, seeing you start to tear up in the tech lab.

After you tell him what’s wrong, he’s already out the door and back in five minutes with your favorite drink and a snack.

He picks up on the little things. If you don’t know something that’s going on, he’s probably remembered “so and so saying this” and “so and so doing that.” He’s also good with dates, surprisingly.

If you end up with a relationship with one of the other operators, he’s watching. Doesn’t confront them or anything, but jokes around if you guys have a small spat. “Need me to fight them?”

[rainbowsixxreader]

Jager domestic life hcs?

-Marius is a hyper man. He is everywhere or nowhere. He can’t stay still for anyone, let alone his significant other. But it makes life interesting, there’s always something planned, always something to do with him!

-He owns two dogs, and a snake, but he takes the dogs on runs at least three times a day(If he isn’t away for work) And when he gets home he still has the energy to jump in bed and give his significant other some morning cuddles. 

-Because Marius has ADHD, he also suffers from some extreme executive dysfunction where he just lays in beds for hours or days at a time. It isn’t particularly his fault but in those precious moments where the man seems to be drained from energy he is the most clingy. He needs to be near his partner as if they’re a life source. 

-He likes to cook! A hidden talent of his. His favourite activity is when his partner with cooks with him or does their own thing in the same room so he can chat their ear off. Marius is able to make a meal from just about anything, surprisingly, nothing he makes is ever bad. Except his meatloaf, don’t eat that.

-Marius is always either high energy or low energy, because of this there are a lot of dates. Both dates to the movie and then dinner and then also dates where he and his partner order pizza and snuggle in bed with the dogs. He says both are his favourite.

[shrimpfurai]

I kinda made a Fuze/Jäger fic... 👀

[angelaiswriting]

Long Day | Jäger x fem!reader

✏️ Pairing: Jäger x fem!reader

✏️ Summary: Y/N’s had a long day at work, but Marius is there to help her relax.

✏️ A/N: just a little something to console a friend with. @kind-wolf​ hopefully you’ll enjoy 💛

✏️ Warnings: hopefully fluff ??

✏️ Word-count: 1,667

✏️ Translation: Schwiegermonster = monster-in-law (lol my new favorite word in German apparently 🤷🏻‍♀️)

LONG DAY

Marius had called off his night with the boys when Y/N had come home from work, shoulders curved under the weight of the shitty day she had had and a long sigh passing past her lips. He had been on the phone with one of them — Dominic, most likely — and she had barely picked up his words as she had been left with energies enough only to focus on one task at a time.

“Love?”

Her hand missed the hall stand and her coat fell to the floor with a soft thud, and had it been a different day, she probably would have cared. But not tonight.

He reached her in the hallway just as she was taking off her shoes, but it was the scratching of the dog’s nails on the floor as she most likely scrambled down the couch to hurry behind her favorite human that drew a smile upon her face.

“Long day?” he asked, taking a step closer so that he could tilt her chin up.

She knew he could read the exhaustion in her eyes and while she usually hid it well — or could generally handle it better —, she had been left too drained to even try and attempt to put on a mask. “You could say that,” she chuckled instead. Tired as she was, she couldn’t stop her head from leaning into the hand he had moved onto her cheek and she looked up at him.

“Do you want to vent?”

He took another step closer and before she could pick up with him, he had his arms wrapped around her waist as his head tilted down to rest on the crown of hers. Words failed her as she found herself trying to sigh the exhaustion off of her and after a while, when the dog sniffed her leg and pressed her nose against her pants, she shook her head no.

“Are you leaving at the same time as usual?” she asked softly, lips moving against the soft cotton of his shirt.

She had missed having him home; coming back from work and finding him tinkering with stuff in the garage or chilling on the couch or even trying his best in the kitchen was a million times better than meeting him behind a screen, with miles and miles separating her from the location of his current mission. And while she didn’t mind him taking time for himself to meet up with his buddies, she wasn’t exactly in the mood to be left alone tonight.

The way he said that nah made her smile and exhale loudly from her nose, but right then, he pulled back to look down at her. “I told them I’m not going. You look like you need me more than they do tonight anyway.” When she frowned, he cupped her face and gently shook it from side to side a couple of times as he smiled. “Let me be the caring husband for once,” he chuckled, pecked her lips, and finally pulled back completely.

Maja jumped up on her and her weight suddenly dropping against her tore a ugh! from Y/N’s lips.

“Yes, I missed you, too,” she cooed, hand scratching underneath the dog’s chin.

Maja had always been a great helping hand when it came to relaxing. She greeted you with her one-year-old-puppy energy, but then it was almost as though she were a sponge for anything you wanted to kick out of your system. A look at her, a boop of her wet nose against her, the happy wagging of her tail, and suddenly the world felt lighter and the room she was in turned brighter and more spacious. Most likely just an illusion, but certainly one she always welcomed with open arms, whether her man was at home as well or away for work.

“Do you want me to cook you something? I thought it’d be your usual pizza night but…”

“No, I just need to unwind.” Eyes still on the dog, she scratched behind her ears before allowing her back down on the floor. “I just want to soak in the tub until someone comes and tells me I don’t have to go to work tomorrow.”

Marius’ deep chuckle made her smile and when Maja scurried away to go curl up among her toys once again, he put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his side as he accompanied her to the stairs. “You’re the owner, no one can stop you,” he whispered in her ear before picking her up and walking up the stairs.

She laughed for a moment at that, before she pressed closer to him and left a kiss on his cheek. “You know, I’m tired but I can still walk.”

His Let me pamper you for once, woman! was repeated a second time when he put her with her feet back down on the tiled floor of the bathroom and turned on the faucet of the tub. “I know how to do this,” he half-smiled as he poured body wash into the tub and then turned to look at her.

Then, when he straightened up, he turned towards her and all he needed to communicate was a look. She stretched one hand out for him to grab while her other one came up to remove the hairpin that had kept her hair away from her face for the whole day. A throbbing headache had started spreading right in that area and she felt the skin of her scalp was tense and sore.

Marius’ fingers were deft on the buttons of her blouse and then on that of her pants. He worked on her clothes in silence but then, when his gaze settled on hers as his hands slid underneath the cotton of her blouse and then down her shoulders, pushing the garment down with the movement, the smile he sent her way almost felt like a breath of fresh air.

He undressed her and when he took her hand in his to help her get into the bubble-filled bathtub, she let him do.

“Thank you,” she hummed.

Her eyes closed of their own accord, eyelids suddenly heavy and muscles ready to relax in the warm embrace of the water. She didn’t remember the last time she took a bath — surely months before, most likely to help Marius wind down after a fight or a long mission, she couldn’t be sure — and although she preferred to stick to her much quicker routine in the shower, she found herself basking in the feeling of extreme relaxation this moment brought along.

But then she startled with a gasp when her husband spoke from behind her as he knelt down to pull her hair out of the way of the water. “So, how did this morning go?” he asked.

She had imagined he had left the room when silence had fallen, but part of her was glad and almost even relieved that he had stayed.

Her answer was a groan as her eyes fell shut once again. She had told him about the ‘bad thing’ she had done and he had joked for a moment to try and lift her spirits at the prospect that lay ahead. And while that whispered Schwiegermonster of his had made her chuckle the day before on the phone, she had found herself being annoyed at that unexpected change in routines.

“What do you think?” she huffed, a second before his fingers on her scalp tore a soft moan of relief from deep down her throat.

“I could take care of the problem for you,” he proposed, lips grazing against her temple as the comb he had in one hand started combing through her hair. “Give me one morning with her.”

“Yeah, sure,” she laughed, opening her eyes and tilting her head back a bit so that she could stare into his eyes. They were almost twinkling under the lights of the bathroom, and the grin he had on his face made her lazily shake her head from side to side before she let him go back to combing through her hair. “She’d be able to get in touch with your superiors and have you called back to England in a heartbeat.”

He hummed in response. “She’s free to try.”

Silence filled the room again. She allowed herself to enjoy the gentle scalp massage he was giving her, the comb now forgotten on the floor after he had brushed the rare knots out of her hair. It was warm and cozy and the more he worked on her, the more her headache faded and her body seemed to relax.

At some point, outside the closed door of the bathroom, she heard Maja frisking down the corridor, ready to fall asleep in her bed right at the end of it.

“If I were to take my mother to work and come straight back home tomorrow,” she started, voice slow and low, her mind closer to being asleep than it was to being awake, “would you spend the day in bed with me? I feel like I need to sleep for half an eternity.” Her words stumbled one upon the other as she spoke, but she didn’t care, for he seemed to understand her just fine.

“Of course,” he hummed, his lips brushing against her temple once again, her right one this time, and his hands trailed down her arms until he had her hands in his. “Just directly call her a taxi and stay home.”

His words were tempting and when his fingers tickled her lower belly, she found herself giggling with her eyes closed, the back of her head resting against his shoulder. Before long, she mumbled out a fuck it and turned her head to the side to press a kiss to his lips.

“I might as well do just that,” she grumbled before she sat up when he moved around to grab her sponge.

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