#r6s jager x reader

[m-beloved]

Rook, Vigil, Echo, Tachanka, Fuze, KapKan, Jäger and Grim from R6S are so hot I want to get them pregnant with at minimum ten kids EACH and make them all my housewives god why is this fandom so dead I wish more people wrote for them oh wait I can ahahahhahahah

[khunkhai]

[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.

[starliights-shining]

Hello rainbow community :), I got a cool idea and wanted to know if you guys would be interested in it. A little talking with my wife and a tiktok got me thinking about Racer! Operators. like the f1, rally and street racing. I enjoy the fast and the furious movies and thought what if I take the guns outta these military men and womens hands and put them behind a steering wheel!!! Cool idea right? Uhh but if youre like interested in that could I potentially be the one to supply???

[r6s-imagines]

👀 can you do GSG9's nastiest kinks too?

i’m beyond afraid of what i’ve started.

fun fact! i’ve never written smutty stuff before!

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gsg9 preference >> kinks

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MASTERLIST

warnings: SMUT, cursing, harm

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summary: what are the members of gsg9’s nastiest kinks?

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blitz

bodily fluids.

cum, sweat, urine, blood, anything.

the easiest way to wipe that smirk off his face is to spit a large wad of saliva onto his cock during head.

sometimes, he’d simply watch you train during your workout times. seeing your skin glow from the sweat gets him uncomfortably hard.

he’d never willingly draw blood from you, but if you happen to cut your finger, he’d take it in his mouth and gently suck, not breaking eye contact.

speaking of bleeding, he couldn’t care less if you’re on your period, he’d still eat you out.

please, please, please let him cum on your stomach, he loves watching the liquid flow down your sides as you lay on your back.

he’ll laugh out it when he’s not in the mood, but in the bedroom he’s a lust demon.

“damn, you’re hot with my cum all over you.”

bandit

you guessed it, electricity.

after finding out how dangerous his devices are, he’s learned when things are taken too far and opts for low watts in the bedroom.

valentine’s day, you got him a sexual device, and he almost immediately begged to use it

you’ve never seen him that excited about anything.

blow him while the clamps sends pulses to his nipples, and he’ll topple over the edge before his pants are entirely off.

“agh—FUCK! keep going, baby.”

if you opted for it, you’d try it too.

same situation; he’ll eat you out and send pulses to your nipples.

if you hadn’t met dominic, you wouldn’t have known how attracted to the concept you were.

when the moment’s right, he’ll always bring out the device, smirking.

iq

somnopheliac.

she’d never attempt it if you hadn’t known

monika waits until you’re half-awake, pressing herself against you.

she trains all day and works all night, there’s hardly time to find her release.

she’ll slink into bed, watching your sleeping form with an overbearing lust.

“were you dreaming of me?”

monika would run her hands along your body, pleasuring you in a half-awake state. your moans and squirms were enough to send her over the edge.

she specifically asked you to catch her by surprise, to reach over in the middle of the night to run your finger across her folds.

she grinds against your hand, suddenly wide awake.

she needs this excitement in her life in between her intense agenda

you’re just what she needs to take the edge off.

jäger

degradation.

call him every name you have to offer.

please please please pull his hair while he’s giving.

scratches, bites, bruises, he loves the thrill of having to conceal them all.

normally he’d consider himself a switch, but something about the sight of you riding his cock makes him crave more

you start to believe he’s internalizing your words, so you pull him aside to discuss it

“i’m okay,” he insists. “we’re both consenting adults, this is something i want.”

marius becomes unbelievably horny unbelievably fast

sometimes, in public, you’d sit on his lap or press your foot against his growing bulge from under the table, smirking.

“be a good boy and you can cum,” you’d offer, endlessly jerking him off. his abdomen twitched and his panting became heavy.

“pl—please! i’ve been good—“

many times, he’s pulled you into a closet or bathroom to satisfy his needs

you walk out smug, he walks out marked up.

he’s never considered that he had a mommy/daddy kink, since he would usually top

but seeing you call yourself mommy/daddy as he’s close to climaxing has been a real adventure.

he also enjoys overstimulation, feeling too much in too little time

post-orgasm torture!

place a vibrator on his dick, blow him after he let out his load, anything to keep the pleasure going

one of the most intense people in bed, despite being a bottom

[smokedetected]

R6S Duolingo and language learning HCs

Stupid fluff/crack hcs for some of the r6s operators, inspired by a recent heated discussion in our research group about everyone’s Duolingo habits (lol).

Warnings/notes: none (unless you’re severely traumatized by the Duolingo owl, though if that’s the case, it’s probably already too late anyways) Slight romance and/or suggestiveness in some.

Sorted alphabetically under the cut—I wrote for everyone that popped into my mind at the time.

Ace: Will totally take the initial placement test for Norwegian, just for that cheap and easy XP-boost that will catapult him to the top of the leaderboard and allow him to flex his high score in front of the others. (Everyone knows what’s going on, but let’s let him have this.) Will be extra motivated should you decide to get the app as well and absolutely swoon over you should you decide to take up Norwegian (he still won’t take it well should you outcompete him on the leaderboard, though, so keep that in mind).

Bandit: Doesn’t really care for the app per se, but is more than happy to help expand your knowledge of German swear words and street slang should you decide to take it up, whether you want it or not. If you’re serious about learning the language, he will do his best to help you in earnest and make an effort to include you in the German banter between the GSG9 member (be careful, though, as he will absolutely take the opportunity to feed you wrong and/or offensive words every now and then so he can have a laugh when you cheerfully insult any of the other German operators, thinking you were merely throwing out some German slang). Will be more encouraged than ever to give you German pet names. He would also take the opportunity to introduce you to his favorite German bands and songs (just stay wary of the meaning of some of the lyrics you will inevitably pick up).

Blitz: This is his home turf—Elias doesn’t need to be convinced to download the app, he already has it (and every other language learning app out there) ready to go on his phone. He finds the questions and problems in Duolingo too easy to really challenge him, but he’ll use it to refresh his memory on grammar and vocabulary during breaks or look into the more exotic languages they offer just for fun. Gets very excited if you are interested in languages, too, and all the more so if the language you want to learn happens to be German! He will send you all kinds of materials and resources to help you study, from news articles to memes. When he sees you practicing using the app, he will come up to you and give you a kiss whenever you get an exercise right.

Doc: Gustave always encourages the people around him to try new things and stay flexible, physically and mentally, so he welcomes it when you introduce him to the app. Other operators might complain about the persistent reminders sent by the app, but Doc actually appreciates them—without them, he would quickly forget about the app again as he’s always caught up with work late into the night. Should you decide to learn French, he will gladly practice with you whenever you have a moment of time throughout the day, remaining patient and encouraging even as you torment him with the exhilarating questions about his name and profession that come with the early stages of learning a new language.

Dokkaebi: Will get super competitive and try to get as many of the other Rainbow members as possible into Duolingo as well. They don’t all have to learn the same language, but there will be an internal competition about who earns the most points every week. Will probably act casually about it, but then log into the app again at the last minute before the leaderboard closes, while her fellow operators are either already asleep or focused on something else and absolutely obliterate them and their scores. If you tell her that you want to learn Korean, she might be a bit surprised at first, but will quickly find it endearing when it becomes apparent that you’re serious about it. She loves it when you text her in Korean whenever you learned something new and will in turn send you Korean proverbs and other tidbits you might fight interesting.

Glaz: Not a huge fan of the app (maybe because he doesn’t think the interface is visually appealing?). Would maybe use it to gain a basic understanding of the language of a country he’s sent to on a mission + any themed lessons that catch his eye. If your native language isn’t English or Russian, he would use the app to check out the basics while he’s away from you, though he would much rather get the explanations directly from you. If you inform him that you’re trying to learn Russian, his heart will melt and he will shower you with sweet words of praise and encouragement to make you feel comfortable enough to speak to him in his native language. Will also buy you a premium subscription when you aren’t looking to make learning even more fun for you.

IQ: Monika is smart and a quick learner - you know it, I know it, it’s literally implied in her codename. Quickly uninstalls the app again because she finds the exercises too easy and doesn’t want to bother wasting time on having to unlock the few lessons she’d actually be interested in. If you or another operator were the ones getting her into the app, however, she’d keep it around just so she can keep doing the weekly challenges with you—she finds it cute when you get all competitive about it and it makes her happy that you want to participate in them with her. Her first reaction to you telling her that you want to learn German would be a blunt “Why?,” as she thinks you might get more use out of other languages. Tell her that you’re doing it for her and she becomes incredibly flustered (all the more so should you decide to call her by one or more German pet name(s)), yet happy at the same time.

Jäger: Marius quickly incorporated the app into his daily routine, usually getting his daily session in during breakfast or dinner. Will regularly remind his GSG9 colleagues to use the app by sharing his milestones to their group chat (*screenshot of perfect 2-week-streak* “Und bei euch so? 😏” (”what about you guys? 😏”) Will be very giddy should you decide to learn German—he’s very eager to practice with you and will constantly point out how certain things are called in German as well as give you additional info and expressions. He’ll probably get ahead of himself and it will be nearly impossible to remember everything he’s telling you, but he doesn’t expect you to and is glad to repeat it.

Kapkan: Hates it. Thinks the interface looks stupid, the sample conversations pointless, and was just about ready to ask Sledge to borrow his hammer to smash his phone and computer because he accidentally consented to receive all the reminders and push notifications and it’s driving him insane. If you’re using the app to learn a language and feel like its helping you, however, he is willing to put up with the eye sore that is the Duolingo owl and the noise pollution coming from the app, just for you (particularly if the language you are trying to learn is Russian—his adoration for your efforts outweighs any negative feelings he may have). If your native language is something different from Russian or English, he would make an effort to learn at least the basics in it when things start to get serious. While he’s a diligent student, he becomes surprisingly shy and easily flustered when attempting to speak to you in your native language, so stay patient and give him lots of encouragement.

Montagne: As his perceived lack of proficiency in foreign languages when compared to some of the other Rainbow operators is something that’s been bothering him on and off for some time, he was very happy and receptive when you introduced him to the app. He uses it to quietly practice by himself during moments of downtime as he goes about his day. I feel like he’d be the type of person to have a 500+ day streak that makes you go “damn! :0�� when you see it on their profile for the first time. Is over the moon when you reveal to him that you’ve been trying to learn some French for him and have nothing but praise for even your most awkward attempts at speaking to him in French. Naturally, he will want to repay the favor and take up your language in return, but it will take some verbal encouragement from you before he overcomes his shyness to actually talk to you in your native language.

Mute: would never resort to cheap exploits like raking in a massive number of points by acing the placement test in his native language (as others are rumored to have done), but would quickly figure out the little tricks, bonuses, and power-ups that allow him to continuously earn the highest score possible while learning. Finds the exercises too easy and doesn’t like how you have to unlock certain topics through progression, rather than being able to freely choose what you’re interested in learning right from the beginning. If your native language isn’t English, he will look for other better resources on it on his own. Even if English isn’t your first language, he doesn’t really see any concrete need for you to improve but will respect your desire to do so by providing you with recommendations for English books and movies, as well as the offer of discussing them with him once you’re done with them.

Smoke: While the gamification aspect does hold some appeal in his eyes, he doesn’t really feel the need to follow the path given by the app—he’s convinced that if you want to learn a new language, it should ideally come naturally to you by actively engaging with source materials in it (read: chemical safety data sheets, scientific papers, and online shitposts). Should his daughter discover her love for Duolingo-based language learning, however, you bet he would download and use the app, if only to keep her happy and connect with her (he would, however, be equally happy if you were to compete with her in the challenges in his stead—in fact, he would only adore you more for doing so). If your native language isn’t English, the first thing he would ask you to teach him are swearwords, if nothing else, so he can annoy his fellow operators even more effectively. If things get serious between the two of you, however, he will be more than eager to learn other things as well from you.

Tachanka: Would use the app to learn a few bits in your language as an icebreaker and to surprise you & show you how much he cares about you. Flirty and straightforward as he is, he would then quickly graduate to asking you for some one-on-one conversation training sessions, offering to teach you basic Russian (or flirting/swearwords, depending on how you roll). Should you decide to learn Russian, he will be all over you whenever you use your newly acquired, meager language skills on him — he will be incredibly happy and proud of you. In fact, he might get a little too excited and unintentionally embarrass you a little by boasting about your “skills” to his fellow Spetsnaz members, putting you on the spot when they subsequently demand a first-hand demonstration. He’s quick to pick up on the naughtiest, most suggestive expressions in your native language and will make good use of them behind closed doors with absolutely zero shame, causing your blood to flow to your face (as well as other places) whenever he does so.

Thatcher: Was most definitely pressured into getting the app by someone else on his team and only begrudgingly agreed to use it under the condition that that person would also set everything up for him. He will quickly get annoyed by it and delete it after Duo keeps counting typos he didn’t bother to correct as mistakes, subsequently providing you with ample opportunity to expand your vocabulary of British swearing. If English isn’t your native language, he would try to learn some phrases from your first language for you. He’s very serious about it and somehow selects rather lyrical source materials for this endeavor—on occasion he sounds like an old-timey gentleman plucked straight from a romance novel, causing a blush to appear on your cheeks every time he talks to you like that.

Thermite: Another one who would probably see Duolingo as a kind of dating app with extra steps. Would repeatedly come to you under the pretense of asking you how certain features of the app work, etc., just so he has an excuse to stay close to you. If you’re in an established relationship, he will ask you for a kiss for every exercise he gets right whenever he’s actually using it to practice. Will make an effort to remember the most random sample phrases to repeat them back to his fellow operators in their native language and think he’s hilarious for doing so. If you’re the type of person that gets discouraged whenever you accidentally miss a day, causing your streak to break (the type of person he is), he will briefly log into your account and do a quick and easy exercise just to keep your streak going when he sees you haven’t logged into the app after you’ve already gone to bed. Will also really work with the random, basic phrases he’s learned in your language so far to impress you or at least make you laugh.

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thank you for reading! <3  these were very fun to do! If you are missing a specific operator, I didn’t spontaneously have a scenario of them pop into my mind, but you are free to request them.

Next post (in a few days) will be less shitpost-y (I hope, lol)~!

[gloomiebearwritings]

Could I ask for some soft, sweet Blitz and Jäger things? Maybe they have a S/O who’s been really emotional lately from a new medication or the like (cries over much smaller things, starts crying over the two simply because they love them so much) and their sunshine’ll be fine once the medicine evens out, I’m going *through* it bestie lemme tell you-

+_+ Absolutely dear Wolly! ❤❤❤

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Elias

The two of you had discussed the side effects that could come with being on something new, wanting to make sure you could balance it all while still getting things done

It becomes apparent though that the emotional swings caused by it were going to make it hard for you to do things, he encourages you to take a break and reminds you that the work isn’t nearly as important as your health is

Whenever you cry though he’s always dropping whatever he was doing to come see you and make sure you’re okay, often sitting with you until you’re feeling better

It never really occurs to him that you loving him so much was what made you so emotional until you tell him, resulting in him becoming softer than a marshmallow 

After one appointment you went to, you’ll find he’d made a little pillow and blanket fort, saying it was someplace you could go if you felt too emotional, someplace to calm down and feel safe even when he wasn’t there

Marius

You had to remind him a couple of times of the possible side effects before he really registered it, but assured you he’d make sure you were comfortable

The new swings catch him off guard the first few times, worried you’re upset about something he did, or something happened

It takes him a few tries before he really gets into a routine of helping you feel better; though he always seeks out new ways of helping when he can

But when you tell him that your love for him, seeing him every day is what made you so emotional- that you just loved him so much, he gave big, sweet grin 

He’ll bring you to his little workstation as often as you wanted, finding comfort in the fact that you love him so much, and hoping being with him more brings you the same comfort

[spacemilkies]

fraternization

sm: it started off work friendly with honest attempts … truly, but who could really blame you.

ft: mute, lion, jager, thermite

a/n: it started off with finally seeing lion’s face and spiraled to this. im sorry. (signed a spiteful lion main in ranked)

MUTE never liked you at first. you were too socially inclined, too friendly, too loud. sure you knew when to shut up during an operation, but off the field? he knew more than he wanted about your personal life.

where you vacationed as a kid.

your favorite color.

the name of the family cat who bit you-

actually what was its name again?

a rough, but firm hold takes grip of your hair, fisting you away from the sheets you’d ruined with your sobbing. the room was once again brought to life by the sounds of you. a beautiful symphony to the orchestra of his hips smacking against the back of your thighs and the bed creaking beneath your combined weight.

“that stupid cat you hated, what was his name again?”

your brow pinched, eyes barely visible between tight lids as you grit your teeth against the onslaught of his undulations.

poor thing.

a sharp hiss broke through your warbled cries as he jerked your head back again, lips heating your ear as he repeated the question. it was the most sensitive, sensual interrogation you’d ever experienced.

the worst part is, he knew how difficult of a task it was for you when you got so deliriously drunk on the feel of him. shame that such a trained operative could be reduced to such a mess.

the worse than that, was that you weren’t even sure what awaited you on the other side of his question.

would he reward you or was this just a taste of another game ?

the next thrust was so deep that it kissed your sanity.

“samson!”

who knew that damned cat would still haunt you in the afterlife.

mark released you and you fell back against the damp sheets. his hips slowed to an almost inquisitive pace as his calloused thumb caressed your back. his hardness remained uncaring to the sensitive stretch of your walls.

“you told me about the time you got lost in monaco once, remind me again. ”

if you’d known then how those mindless attempts to bridge the gap would have brought you to this head-

maybe you would have told simpler stories.

THERMITE had to have thought long and hard about this prior. practically planned the whole trip around this moment. you’d been to distracted to notice the signs, consumed with impressions and meeting his family. for what it was worth, jordan was an exceptional actor and organizer.

he disarmed your tension with light touches, slowly unraveled your nerves by guiding you from one conversation to the next.

at the end of the night, you were too grateful to notice the way he eagerly lead you to his childhood room after the talking settled. too wrapped up in kisses to acknowledge the way he had you stripped and bare before you’d even got his shirt off.

“fuck… been dreaming about this.”

jordan was a man possessed and drunk off the sight of you splayed out on his sheets. his parents had since transformed his old room into guest quarters. gone was the old furniture but the memorability and ambiance remained the same. he’d gotten you here and that was all that mattered.

he regretted that he couldn’t paint the walls with your cries of pleasure, but the visual of you twisting the sheets with both your mouth and fist- desperate not to ruin the moment by getting you caught.

well that would just have to be his prize.

what a settlement.

his thumbs eased circles onto the roundness of your hips, a loving caress before those same blotched fingers pinched and pulled against the fat to draw you back harder into his thrusts. your quiet whimpers really were nothing compared to the creaking bed and lewd smacks.

but jordan really couldn’t give a shit. he was home and he was going to enjoy it.

LION didn’t want to like you. he had enough on his plate, plenty of the past to still work out. so much of himself to evaluate and improve. and his son.

his mother may have moved on, introduced a new figure into their child’s life but that didn’t mean olivier was ready.

and neither were you to be honest.

you both lived lives that weren’t promised. today could be monday, but that didn’t mean you were guaranteed a tuesday. it was even harder to enjoy the ones that you did, or at least the parts that weren’t gunfire and claymores.

this wasn’t about love or it settling down.

it was a means to end to cut through the carnage.

so you don’t think about wedding bells and nights in front of the fireplace what the flat of his palm presses you down between your shoulder blades. the man knows he’s big, which is why he takes you this way, always leaning back to watch your thighs spasm and shake. you’ve caught him on more then one occasion watching entranced as he slowly slides into your sex.

it’s not emotional sex but there are a lot of print up ‘emotions’ driving the heat of it. you’ve convinced yourself that it’s completely normal to seek each other out blindly after a mission, utilizing any empty room or surface. despite denying the underlying whatever it was building, it was surprisingly easy to ignore the commonplace forming between you.

evident in the way the two of you stand comfortably side by side. shoulders brushing without acknowledgment. a few brows raise but no one says anything.

especially him when he holds you close in the early threads of the morning, sweat slicked and sticky with come. you’re drowsy and in no position to get up and leave. he slips his softening cock nestled within you, if only to remind himself of why he’s here.

JAGER believes in all or nothing. he lacks to social grace to risk tiptoeing through fragile ‘labels’. he’d make a terrible ballerina anyway. it’s not as if he’s looking to settle per say, but he’s old enough to appreciate living this long in his career. when he accepts you into his bed, only you know it’s warmth and the way one pillow is noticeably flatter than the others.

marius is a tentatively tender lover at first. learning where to touch and how to grab. he’s throughout, though, leaving you sated with just his fingers and cock.

but he’s a thinker, inquisitive on all the ways something can be improved and you’re no exception. the first time he puts his mouth on you? marius nearly had to tap out against your thighs as they constricted around him.

his tongue had no business being that good. and that boyish, knowing grin … he would be your premature death. he makes quite an effort to get you to be the one to tap out. waist squirming against his hold as he alternated between kitten licks and swipes of his thumb against your sensitive hole. the man had mapped you out entirely, aware of the slightest edge needed to make you crumble.

he isn’t a very vocal lover, but he grunts appreciatively whenever you tug his hair or meeting him just right on on a downward thrust. thoroughly enjoys kissing you, sliding his mouth from your lips to your neck and back again. never seems to lose breath despite his pace as he imprints his taste against your tongue.

for someone who holds his words, the man is very good with his mouth.

[harvardhaugland]

Hi! Can you write headcanons (separately) about cuddling Blit, Fuze and Jäger?

Have a nice day and don't forget to drink water 🤗

˗ˏˋcuddling!ˎˊ˗

jäger, fuze & blitz (reader is gn!)

a/n: (hi! thank you, i do happen to drink lots of water! btw, jäger is by far.. one of my favorites to write for!)

engel = angel

stchastye moyo = my happiness

── (*˘︶˘*)♡ ──

jäger ♡

there’s always one thing marius always looks forward to whether he’s driving back home late night, waking up or working.. and that’s cuddling with you!

workdays for marius just get super boring without you there to shower him with love, after a hard work day he’ll speed home and run back into your loving arms.

when you cuddle with marius he likes to be as close to you as possible, while on duty he gets cold so easily, so he deeply misses your warmth. he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and hide his face in the crook of your neck, breathing into your ear about how badly he missed you.

“being away from you so long was killing me..”

marius combs his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp as he gives you little smooches on the cheek, one arm around your shoulders as he slightly pulls the blanket up more on the couch, marius telling you how much he really loves it when the two of you are so close like this.

── (*˘︶˘*)♡ ──

fuze ♡

shuhrat isn’t demanding, but he always loves a good cuddle when he gets home or wakes up.

being out on the field is stressful and unfun for him, shuhrat doesn’t often get very intimate, but work sometimes leaves him touch starved, meaning he’ll be crawling to you when he needs a hug— or kiss.

when the two of you cuddle, shuhrat likes to be wrapped up in the blankets with you, his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a long hug as he watches tv, rubbing up and down your back.

“stchastye moyo, you treat me too well..”

he’ll press a kiss to your shoulder occasionally, looking you in the eye with a dazed look, like he had just fallen in love with you all over again!

── (*˘︶˘*)♡ ──

blitz ♡

elias always wants affection whenever he’s home!

when he’s out working, work isn’t stressful, but it’s always left him tired out, but not too tired out to where he can’t give you love! elias lives off of your affection, he’ll pull you to the couch and cling onto you like a koala to a tree.

elias nuzzles into your neck, pecking kisses to your jawline, giggling quietly about how much he loves you— and how he missed you.

“engel, you always make my day better.”

he’ll have his arm around your neck and waist, petting your head, caressing your face, giving you kisses, all sorts of praise and affection. elias would lay his hand on your chest and look into your eyes, a goofy smile on his face when he reaches to tuck your hair behind your ear, going in for a kiss.

[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.

[melodygatesauthor]

Rainbow Six Siege

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[pink-apollo]

i saw your list for the r6 boys and can i just say, you have impeccable taste!!! and gosh i've been scrolling through your blog for a while now. i love everything you write!! for my request: i'd love any general jager relationship headcanons if you've got any! love ya!

I- 🥺💕 Gosh darn y’all are so dang sweet like honey😭 Jager is my baby, something about him is so precious even though he’s like what? 38? But I digress😂 Also listening to lana Del Rey while writing this is a whole other ball game

💖For sure Marius is tinkerer kind of person. Beside the house he has his own little place where he can make his gadgets and just mess around. Although sometimes he forgets and leaves them in the house, which makes you walk over to his shed standing there in the doorframe watching him panic because he “lost” said object. Marius will chuckle and give a quick kiss before taking his gadget back and offer you a place if you would like to stay

💖Sometimes the both of you with be out there goofing off doing who knows what. But honestly, he loves that you wanna be out there with him. He‘s a person that loves to spend quality time with somebody and he wouldn’t trade it for the world. And if you love to tinker as much as him? You better bet that is where you’ll mostly likely be all day, possibly all week depending of the project.

💖Jager isn’t necessarily quiet as some people think he is. He picks and chooses who he wants to associate with, you just happened to be the winner. However, in the beginning he was a very shy bean. His voice softer than usual and a lot more fidgety when defending with you.

💖Even though he loves quality time, he also loves physical affection too! At night depending on how his day went, jager is very much cuddly. He doesn’t care if he’s big or small, he just wants to be near and touching you.

💖Marius is a bit goofy. He has his moments. Isn’t the best dancer but will be cheesy and slow dance with you.

💖Typically Jager calls you libeling. It’s cliché I know, but he thinks it just fits, well you. He isn’t really all about the whole cutesy nicknames, but will throw maybe one or two out of the blue. Yeah he’s a bit shy near you, he’s trying, really trying.

💖Some days are rough and can easily be known by the look in his brown eyes. Pulling him into a hug is the easiest way to fix it. Just to feel you wrap yourself around him is good enough to release the tension he was feeling.

💖Loves to cuddle on the couch. To be all snuggled up on the couch with blankets over on top along with snacks with a good movie playing. He’d do anything to be there.

💖What always makes smile is when you’re laying on the couch and open up the blanket to him so he can crawl under with you. (I’ve seen too many videos of this and it’s so dang cute)

💖Sometimes he’ll speak German instead of English. If you understand German than no Biggie! However if you don’, he’ll apologize and restate what he said so you can understand. Of course with him speaking another language, he’d be over the moon if you took it upon yourself to learn to speak as well as write.

💖When he has to leave early, jager will leave a small yet adorable note by the bed saying he’ll be home later. He hates to worry others and makes sure you know what’s going on when he’s not around. There’s always a heart on top of the note and at the very end.

💖Remember when I said he sometimes leaves his gadgets and can’t for the life of them think of where it is? He’ll do that sometimes with his helmet as well. There’s just too much going on up in his head because of all the projects he’s constantly thinking about and the new ideas. He swears he has no idea how he’s managed to live without you. Always making sure he has the things he needs and perocially bring him food because he forgets to eat when tinkering.

[fandom-imagines-stuff]

Would you do one were the male reader always wears a mask to cover his mounth because some of his teeths are missing and one day he has a breakdown or something similar and his mask falls and Jäger, Sledge, Vigil and Kapkan notice that and ask him why his mounth is like that, the reader tells them that he lost his teeths when he had depression. And after that the ops become his friends? Thanks for you amazing writing skills! Greetings from Argentina!

Imagine

One hit after another, “is this all you got, newbie?” Jäger, Sledge, Vigil and Kapkan were assigned to help you get some better training. However, none of them showed you any mercy. “Oi lads, I guess he just tried to intimidate us with the mask he has worn since joining the team. What a joke.” Sledge distracted you as Kapkan surprised you by resting his knife against your neck from behind. “Intimidate us with a mask? That’s a good one!” Kapkan pushed you forward, but Vigil caught you before your face met the ground. “Hm.” was all he said and got a hold of your mask and pushed you away. 

No one noticed the anger rising in you. Even if it was all obvious by the way your eyebrows were furrowed. You held your hand up and signaled them to stop for a moment. The men looked at each other confused, “did we push him too far this time?” Jäger whispered to Kapkan. “We only did it to motivate him.” Kapkan answered back, putting his knife in his pocked. 

Your head started to spin as you felt your body heat rise. You fell on your knees, still hearing what they said. ‘Intimidate with the mask.’ ‘A joke.’ You looked down, letting the tears flow down your cheeks. Remembering all the painful days, while being punched left and right was not a fun experience. Your breathing got heavier as you screamed in agony. All the emotions you once pushed away, suddenly rushing in your body made it too hard to stand. It wasn't the physical pain. No. It was mentally. 

“Y/N?” Sledge took slow steps towards your trembling body as you cried your heart out. The way your body flexed and tensed, eventually made your mask fall down. You couldn't care less though. The memories flooding in your mind were almost unbearable, until a firm grip pulled you out of your thoughts. Sledge pulled you in a tight hug and whispered an apology in your ear. 

The other men went to get you some water and a towel. “Here drink this.” Jäger offered you a bottle of ice cold water to help you calm down. That’s when Kapkan couldn't help but ask. “Is that why you wear a mask?” and pointed towards your mouth. You nodded and looked down. “We are truly sorry, man.” Kapkan spoke. “We didn’t know.” Vigil held out a hand and helped you get up on your feet. “Do you want to tell us how it happened? Since we are all friends, we might help ya?” Sledge said, staring at you with the kindest look in his eyes. 

“Depression. It happened some time ago. That’s when I noticed my tooth falling out one by one.” You looked up, expecting none of them to understand you. They surprised you when they all went in for a hug. They crushed you with their massive bodies, but at that moment you didn’t mind. “We got you. If someone tries to make fun of you, we will teach them a lesson. Right, men?” Everyone nodded with a promising look on their faces. 

“I am lucky to have such amazing friends.”

[r6s-imagines]

Hi💕 How members of rainbow would react to a new hot as hell operator. This woman scare the shit out of everyone. And she have a secret. She was professional assassin and very influential criminal figure. But now she's on a "good" side. So, how would react Jäger(who have a big crush on her) when her secret is revealed? Headcanon?

absolutely, anon! i wasn’t sure if you asked for every operator in a preference or just jäger in an imagine, so i created this with a heavier lean towards a particular german engineer. if this doesn’t satisfy you, please let me know and i’ll create another version to your liking!

i rewrote this about six times oh boy

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jäger x reader >> that’s kinda hot

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MASTERLIST

warnings: cursing, a really thirsty german man

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summary: jäger discovers your secret, and he doesn’t know if he’s afraid or turned on.

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“i’d let her step on my throat.”

ask marius about you, the orion, and that’s what flashes through his mind. what does he actually say, though?

“she’s fucking terrifying.”

he wasn’t wrong. you were less sociable than mute, stealthier than caveira, and more mysterious than nøkk. you were a jack of all trades if it came to keeping to yourself, and more often than not it saved your ass in your old jobs. these particular fields of work were only known between you and six, saving you from hours of uncomfortable confrontations from your coworkers.

most of your time went into the lab for independent studies, much to the disliking of the r&d director. if mira truly hated your presence, then you’d camp out in the firing range, testing new guns and perfecting the ones you’d learned previously. these exact locations caused many silent encounters, leading to wide eyes and uncomfortable excuses to departure. the isolation never bothered you, though, you’d rather have people know you for your looks instead of your past.

jäger was a perfect example of someone who only knew you at a base level. he tried to hard to put his foot in the door, but you always slammed it on him before he could get through. it was a game, a challenge to see who’d give in. it was the most competition you’ve had in years, and this little game you two have set up was something for the books, according to the gsg9. according to talk, marius doesn’t put this much effort into his cars or ads as much as he’s tried to get to know you.

one of your eyes was closed, the other was staring down an iron-sighted pistol. the target was long demolished; holes scattered throughout the board should have told you to stop, but you hadn’t found anywhere else to be where you could be productive. every echoing shot flashed a memory before your face.

BANG!

you shot a man to death who thought he’d bought you for sex.

BANG!

footage of a back alley bar shooting as the prime minister announced your ten million bounty on television.

BANG!

your parents watching you in fear as you raised the gun–

“y/n!”

you jumped, misfiring. you rolled your tongue across your teeth and lowered your weapon, balancing your weight on one leg.

“yes?” you asked, rolling your eyes. sure enough, marius was in front of you, wide-eyed. “something you need, streicher?”

he bounced on his heels, exhaling nervously through his teeth.

“i was looking for you, actually,” he said, red. “are you, erm, doing anything?”

“yes,” you replied immediately. “i was.”

“well, i can see that,” you watched his eyes dart around, avoiding your eyes. “are you doing anything later…?” you raised your eyebrows, suppressing a laugh and opting for a smirking reply instead.

“i suppose not.”

“fantastic! tell you what, your room tonight?”

“for?”

“i don’t know, maybe we could… get to know each other?” he looked ready to cry, or back out, or both. you must admit, though, marius was the only person you’ve known that was genuinely interesting to you. he had guts inviting you anywhere, let alone approaching you. eye contact was never broken as you stood in thought, watching him nervously scratch his scruffy chin. finally, you reacted to his advances, sticking out a hand. he reached forward and took it, shaking it once.

“deal.”

for the first time in years, you counted down to a somewhat desirable moment. you were admittedly dressed down with shorts and a graphic pullover. you whittled away at a block of wood, just barely being able to call it a dog when someone knocked on your doorframe. you looked up, meeting your gaze with a familiar blonde man. he waved a hand, chuckling airily.

“jäger.”

“orion.”

almost immediately, his eyes met the bookshelf, pinpointing several albums and manila folders.

“you read,” he said, awkwardly.

“i should hope i’m literate for a job like this,” you responded, nasally exhaling. you could practically read his mind at this point, and it was all alarms. secretly, you hoped he won’t leave. just as you’re stuck in the land of dreams, he pulls out the least desirable item on the shelf; your black folder.

“no—“ you could barely get out before marius hesitated at your sudden alertness, causing him to drop its contents. newspaper clippings, photos and entries were scattered across the floor and you placed your hands on your face, sighing. the blond man bent down and picked up a particular headline.

“das kopfgeld für den jägerin wird in millionenhöhe aufgebracht,” he read, eyes wide. ‘the bounty for the huntress is raised in the millions’... a photo of you was the cover image, standing in front of a typical prison height marker. “you’re—“

“i can explain,” you blurted, standing up. “listen, i was a bad person. i came here to save my name. sure, everyone else is afraid of me, but i had no choice. i needed the money and—

“that’s kinda hot,” marius interrupted, starstuck. “i—i mean, not the killing, but...” you raised a brow. nobody’s ever explained your past like that, you only heard that comment about your body. you laughed once.

“you’re into the predator versus prey thing?” you teased, biting your bottom lip to fight a shit-eating grin. “i see.”

“no! i mean— well— erm,” his hands moved frantically. “i’m not—“

“it’s okay, streicher,” you assured, placing a hand on his arm. “i won’t tell.”

“y/n?”

“uh, yeah?”

“i kinda want you to kiss me.”

“everyone does.”

you kissed him anyway.

he’s the only person on earth not afraid of you,

and that’s kinda cute.

[whats-in-the-canister]

I crave....Jäger relationship headcanon...... 😳

I can absolutely do this. I crave more Jaeger content as well, my dear. （◞‿◟）

I hope this is good enough ;-;

Check out the platonic headcannons here: https://whats-in-the-canister.tumblr.com/post/624579522476589056/would-you-be-willing-to-do-being-platonicbest

SFW Relationship Headcannons - Marius “Jäger” Streicher

Right up front, Marius knew he liked you. However, he didn’t really know how much he liked you.

It took him a while for him to address his feelings. His teammates heard about nothing else but you for a few weeks.

You thought he didn’t like you at first, as he barely talked to you. He avoided you like the plague, but would joke and laugh with everyone else as if they were related. He later on told you he was just afraid, almost intimidated, to talk to you.

“I thought you were too good for me, or something, I don’t know.”

“Marius, sweetie... why?”

“I-, uh, I don’t know?! My head just spinned off my shoulders for a while...”

Dominic was glad he wasn’t talking his work up for once, but was still concerned over his friend’s jumble of confusion.

Elias was the most helpful, listening to him, but he didn’t want to push him towards confrontation. He did help Marius identify what he was feeling, however.

Monika, on the other hand, was the one who locked you and Jaeger in the tech lab together, and was the person who held onto the key that kept him from leaving unless he confessed.

With sweaty palms and weak knees, Jaeger confessed to you that night. He hates when you tell the story, because after you said yes to his “Ugghhmmm, mmm, uhm... I was wondering if you’d like to go out..sometime. Like together. Together. Like we’re together as a couple... together.”, he almost collapsed from relief.

It was a miracle his heart didn’t fail in that moment.

Dating Jäger is truly a unique experience.

Date nights include: watching weird geopolitical documentaries and cuddling at two o’clock in the morning, wheelchair racing in Hereford’s hallways, and of course, the classic ‘pass out on the living room floor before pizza’s delivered because we spent hours up in the tech lab painting the ads systems to look like Wall-E”

While he’s not very affectionate in public, Marius makes up for it with his constant praise. He tends to show off a lot, without realizing it. It’s not that he’s cocky, he’s just extremely proud of his work and his partner’s entire existence. “Mein libeling” is your name now. Good luck.

He has a dream about flying you two somewhere for a break. Outside of work, where you’re not getting shot at, or in immediate danger.

When he’s off in a foreign place on a mission, he likes to bring back little trinkets for you.

If you’re in the same line of work as him, he directs a lot of the attention he gets towards you.

He’s your hypeman 10/10. He’s constantly telling you how good you look, and how great you are. It’s absolutely endearing.

His coworkers are unwillingly subjected to the praise everyday. He has yet to notice.

While he can get in slumps every now and then, he tries his hardest to ignore it. You reminding him that he can’t just avoid his problems helps a lot. You’re his rock most of the time. His pride is hurt easily, but having you there to heal him helps. He’ll do the same for you. Without question.

While he does run cold, he loves cuddles. If you can ignore his algor mortis hands, he’ll be all over you at the end of the day.

He likes being around you. It’s hard for him to focus on one thing at a time, but he wants to be with you always. The problem is: his head won’t let him.

Just let him lay on your chest, or put your legs over his while he looks at his phone/the tv or reads. He loves it.

He still has a few scars (mental and physical) from Operation Chimera. He doesn’t really talk to anyone about the experience, aside from Doc and Harry, when it’s mandatory. Even his team doesn’t know how he’s coping.

Once you guys are together for a while, he opens up about it. He lets you see the scar on his chest first. Later on, he tells about what really bugs him: the mental scarring it caused him. He had trouble piloting for a while. Afraid what happened last time would repeat.

After you two layed down and talked about it, he feels like a weight has been taken off his shoulders. He fell asleep on your lap that night, your hand still running through his hair. He slept well.

[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.