Listen Up Buttercup

Hi!

Yes I am. Unfortunately these last few weeks have been killing me. I finished up a semester at uni. My work is short staffed. And the wifi at my house has been on the fritz for about a week.

oh fucking god. the angst

Like he already didn't want you to take the cadou.

He's seen how badly it can go.

Look at Moreau. one moment, he was the town physician and head of the Moreau family which ran the reservoir. The next, the man was a moronic freak who couldn't rub two brain cells together.

So he's terrified that he'll lose you when mother Miranda decides you're to be her new test subject.

But he's so so happy when after the cadou implantation, you're basically still you.

Your cognitive abilities are normal; you're psychically the same. You might have some powers. But you're you, you're still here, you're still with him

while he tries not to be opportunistic with the people he loves. He can't help but hope that with both of your powers, he can take down mother Miranda.

But then she runs a few more test and finds that your highly suitable to be a vessel for Eva. so she keeps you with her, getting ready for the ceremony.

He loses it when he gets the news. Like destroys a few rooms in the factory losses it.

and he's scared. so scared of what will happen if he can't get to you in time.

You manage to escape and get to the factory. The first thing he does is run towards you holding you tightly in his arms.

"I thought she took you from me," he mumbles into your hair.

"she wants to, but I managed to get away."

nows the time for him to kill the bitch. He starts gearing up. Making sure his metal army is ready. You start gearing up, planning to fight at his side.

But he stops you.

You're confused.

"I won't lose you. If she sees you, then she'll take you from me."

"I'll be fine, Karl."

"I can't take that risk, buttercup."

you felt metal wrap around you. spare sheets and rods coiling around your body."

"Karl, let me go."

"I'm sorry, darling."

you're flying back into a small room. the metal door swings shut, and you can hear it lock. you're still bound, but you try to yell at him to let you go."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. But come morning, that bitch will be dead and well be free. you'll see."

"Karl please don't do this. let me out, will fight together."

but he's gone; you can hear him leave.

Heisenberg Being Comforted During a Panic Attack.

Heisenberg is normally very confident. Sure, in everything he does. Every step is planned, and he needs control over whatever situation he's in

When he doesn't, then he can begin to panic.

It got a bit worse when you arrived.

While he would never admit it, he's terrified Miranda will take you, or one of his siblings will hurt you.

His world is cutthroat, where only the strong survive. If he or you makes one mistake, you would be dead.

He has to try even harder to keep his plans for rebellion from Miranda and the other lords. Play the part until he was sure he could go against Miranda and keep you safe.

So naturally, he freaked out when Miranda came to the factory without her announcing a visit.

He played his role to near perfection. Showing her the notes she required from some of his projects. He even managed to keep her away from the lower levels.

after she was satisfied, she turned to Heisenberg, "very good Heisenberg, very good. you keep doing my work and staying in your place and you will get to keep everything I gave you."

those eyes, those cold eyes pierced his soul. made him feel small. made him feel that she knew the army that lay under her feet

then she was gone, turning into several birds and flying back to wherever she stayed

As soon as she was out of sight, he fell against the wall clutching his chest. It felt as if a boa constrictor had wrapped around his heart and was trying to squeeze. He was sweating profusely, and his breath coming in short quick breaths.

That's how you found him. "sweetie, are you okay" you said, rushing up to him, trying to make sure he was okay.

"cant breath; chest feels tight."

"did something happen"

"that bitch happened."

you connected the dots. "Heisenberg, sit down."

Normally would argue about being ordered around, but he was too deep in this panic-induced state to think.

"Okay, now tell me five different objects you see."

"fucking what?" he said between gasps.

"Just do it. It should help"

"Alright, um, I see a light bulb, a wrench, some papers, you, a chair."

"Good, now tell me four distinct sounds."

" the lightbulb buzzing, my own breathing, a clock ticking, your voice."

"touch 3 objects."

He grabbed his cap, then the floor, and lastly, your hand, holding it tight. Already his breathing was going back to normal, and he had stopped clutching his chest.

"Tell me two things you smell."

"machine Oil and your perfume."

"and something you taste."

"Just some sausage I had for breakfast."

"Okay, how do you feel."

he stopped for a moment, doing an internal assessment "better, what the hell did you do."

"it called the 5-4-3-2-1 method," you explained gently, giving his hand a squeeze, "it's used to help someone having a panic attack."

"what the hell is that"

you moved closer, sitting next to him, wrapping your arm around his. "When you worry and panic often, you can have a panic attack. It kinda feels like a heart attack."

"you know a lot about this"

"I used to get them, a lot. A friend of mine showed me the 5-4-3-2-1 method as a way to ground myself. when I saw you, it reminded me of all the panic attacks I used to have"

You to sit in silence for a bit, allowing Heisenberg to catch his breath "if you want to be left alone," you said, beginning to stand up only for him to pull you back.

"don't go," he said, his voice weirdly soft. It sounded so much more fragile than you had ever heard. your normally strong man was a wreck. "please don't go."

So you sat down and wrapped your arms around his chest. he leans into the hug,

"will it happen again," he asks

"it could"

"Will you be here when it does."

Hi Anon, I believe you're also the person who asked about Karl with SO, who can control fire and ice. I don't have much for either on its own, so I will combine the two asks. Hope that's okay.

Heisenberg with a SO who has Powers

you're also one of Miranda's cadou experiments. But unlike the vast majority, you survived. However, you were determined to be an unfit vessel for Eva

at first, Heisenberg was suspicious of you. were you a spy for Miranda or just an ass kisser like his siblings?

fortunately, through the years, he learns that you are neither.

He appreciates that. You two bond over the pain of experimentations and a mutual hatred of mother Miranda.

Your powers are also useful to him if you have the power of ice and snow, then you can help in the factory, heating and cooling metal, welding it.

Together you and he are a fine-tuned machine building up an army.

If you can disappear into the shadow, then you become his little spy.

You're able to get near mother Miranda and find out what she knows or does.

Either way, you're his most valuable chess piece in this game. And someday, you both will be able to live in peace together without Miranda.

oh anon, you're speaking my language

Heisenberg X Reader angst

Heisenberg never really cared about what people thought of him. If they wanted him to play the monster, he would be the monster.

But you were different. You were soft and kind and made him feel normal.

He didn't like letting people get close to his heart, but he would rip it out of his chest if you asked.

For you, he wants to play the part of the knight, the hero, the lover.

He's desperate that you never find out the truth about what he really is, the stuff he's done.

Unlike his siblings, he never asked for mother Miranda's blessing. He hates what he has become and strives to regain his dignity and humanity.

It's easier said than done.

Despite his looks, he isn't human. His organs are electric, and with a thought, he can make any piece of magnetic metal float.

Then theirs his mutated form.

Unlike Alcina and Moreau, he has quite a good ability to keep control of this form. He also uses it the least, preferring his human skin.

But sometimes, it's unavoidable.

While you were out, taking a walk in the fresh air, you stumbled upon a pack of rouge lycans.

He had felt as if there was something wrong and had run out of the factory.

Seeing the lycan descend upon you was the final straw.

Before those beasts could rip you limb from limb, a circular saw blade came from behind you slicing them in half.

When you turned around, what you saw was and an amalgamation of biomechanical machinery. A walking nightmare. But you saw the man you were in love with.

"Karl," you said. Surprised.

Once he knows that you know, he runs away from the factory. You try to chase him, but he gets away. So you head back to the factory and wait in your room.

He doesn't come back until 3 in the morning. He's back to his human form and ignores you as he walks in to grab a fresh pair of clothes.

"Karl," you say.

you walk up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. he spins around, "what are you still doing here."

"I live here," you say, "are you okay, are you hurt."

"oh, as if you care. I'm surprised you haven't run back to the village screaming about the monster that lives in this factory."

"You're not a monster."

"Are you fucking blind? Did you not see what happened today? What I turned into. Any normal person would have run for the hills. I'm a fucking monster, and now you fucking know."

he turns around, not being bothered to look at you "so leave me the hell alone."

You don't. You wrap your arms around his chest and place your cheek over his back. "you're not a monster to me. You saved me today. monsters don't save people."

"I don't save people, buttercup," he laughed without any humor. "I would rather watch that village burn to the ground than save it. You stay here. You're just going to get caught in the fire."

"I don't care. I love you."

"why" he pulled away. "Why. I cant offer you anything. I cant offer you a family or security. I can't even offer you normalcy. you stay, and you're bound to a monster."

"I don't care" you manage to stay. "I don't care. I love you."

he sat on the bed, looking defeated. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"Maybe I don't," you sit next to him, placing your head on his shoulder, "but I have you whether in this form or the other. will figure it out together."

tomorrow he'll apologize, and hold you close. he'll kiss you and make love to you. but today he's worried that he'll hurt you.

Heisenberg with a SO in a giggly mood.

He's shocked when you greet him one morning with a kiss. you're both usually too tired for anything besides a bit of chitchat

"morning sweetie, aren't you looking good" you said with a giggle.

his arms wrap around your waist. "morning, Sweetheart, you're in a good mood."

"yep," you skipped away.

"any reason why."

"just happy"

you spend the day in that happy mood. And tour favorite pastime while playful is to bug Karl Heisenberg.

he's happy to see you're happy, but that doesn't stop him from getting annoyed.

"quit it, you little pest," he says as you come up behind him and tug lightly at his hair for the umpteenth time. "what has gotten into you."

"lighten up. I'm just having a bit of fun."

eventually, he's decided to take a walk outside with you around the factory. He's hoping that once you both get a bit of energy out, you'll let him get back to work.

It's early spring, so the ground is littered with small mud puddles.

And at one point, you're being playful, hip-checking Heisenberg and pulling him in for a kiss, only to push him away at the last minute and running off.

At one point, he got impatient and ran after you, only to slide and hit a mud puddle. The back of his clothes are covered in the muck.

He looks up only to see you bent over in a fit of laughter.

"oh, come here, you little shit."

before long, you're swung over his shoulder, hanging upside down. You playfully pound on his back.

"let me down before you get me all muddy."

he slaps your ass in return. "Un-uh buttercup, you reap what you sow, bugging me all day."

the next thing you know, you're in the mud, and Heisenberg is the one laughing now. Only for a second until you threw a glob of mud at his face.

he looked at you for a second shocked. "Oh, so you want to play, huh."

you spend the better part of an hour throwing mud at one another until you're both covered head to toe in the brown sludge. At one point, instead of throwing mud, you had both decided to wrestle in it.

"That was fun," you say as the fight finally ends. Giggling as you try to squeeze the mud out of your hair.

"yea, it actually was," he says, trying to get the mud out of his hat. "but I am going to need a long shower after this."

at this, you sit up and look over at him. "I could join you, so we can continue to play."

Oh, you want angst, don't ya.

Heisenberg X Hurt reader 2.0

He didn't mean for it to happen

he didn't realize where you were, too busy building his latest machine.

He thought he had told you to stay out of his workshop when he was building. All of the metal parts floating in the air, moving at lightning speed. It was dangerous.

He was busy working when he heard you scream. All of the metal dropped to the ground, and he saw you on the other side of the room with a couple of metal pieces piercing you.

Whether you faint from the pain or the blood loss is anyone's guess.

but he's by your side catching you before your head hits the ground

"no-no-no-no," he's saying, "Come on, buttercup, stay with me, stay awake."

there is so much blood on the ground, and he's terrified that he's hit a vein

he'll drag you to the bed and start working at getting the spare pieces out. He has to be careful. Some of them are old and rusted and could shatter inside you. he also has to cauterize the wounds once the metal is out to prevent you from bleeding.

It takes him hours. But eventually, the metal out, and you're bandaged up. However, you're still not awake.

His clothes are covered in blood. And burns, but you're alive, and that's what matters.

The next few days are the worst. He has to keep redressing his wounds and is terrified the metal will cause an infection.

And worst, you haven't awoken yet.

He feels himself get more and more frustrated.

"I told you to stay out. I could have killed you. why would you be so stupid."

"look, look, I won't be mad, just please wake up."

he'll still find a way to blame Miranda. after all, he wouldn't need to build an army if she was gone. Then you wouldn't have gotten hurt.

One day, several after the incident, you still hadn't awoken. He missed you dearly. Missed your laughter, your voice, everything.

after a long day of taking care of you and working on his army, he's just exhausted and is lying in bed next to you, pleading. "Please- please come back to me, darling. I can't live without you. please don't leave."

eventually, he would see your eyes flutter open and feel you try to sit up.

"Shit darling, don't move." he'll gently push you back to the bed. "it alright, everything's alright."

"i- I didn't mean to come in," you'll try to say, "i- I forgot, I'm sorry."

"it's alright, buttercup, you're back now; that's all that matter. You hear me. get some rest"

as soon s you're back asleep, he releases a breath he didn't realize he's been holding. All he does is look at you as if memorizing your face.

KIind of a part 2 to Mornings with heisenberg Headcanon's

Despite being an early riser, Heisenberg very rarely goes to bed before 1.

he likes to burn the midnight oil, claimes it's the time where he can be the most productive.

You call bullshit.

He'll insist you go to bed and not wait up for him. just cause he gets no sleep doesn't mean you shouldn't.

If you do go to bed before him, you may decide to make him a late-night snack, so he at least gets his other needs met.

He appreciates it greatly and will send you off with a kiss and promise to be there soon.

If he's in a more playful mood, he may even give you a swat on the behind as you leave.

If you decide to stay up with him, he'll appreciate the company. Of course, he'll be too busy to talk, but he likes looking over and seeing you. You're a far better sight than a sky full of stars.

Of course, when he's done, he may find you asleep in a corner. He won't try and wake you, just pick you up and take you with him to the bedroom, giving you a kiss on the temple.

Now he does go to bed early, occasionally.

Usually, because theirs is something more tempting in the bedroom.

Maybe at dinner, you leaned down and whispered about all of the things you wanted to do to him tonight.

"don't make promises you can't keep, buttercup."

"Oh, I intend to keep them."

but you have to make it worth his wild. He's not taking a whole night from his plans for some nice cuddles.

Regardless of when he goes to bed, it usually ends the same.

He'll lie on his back, and your head is on his chest listening to his breathing. There he'll lie and slowly forget about Miranda and the other lords. He'll focus on your breath and the feel of you in his arms.

Inspired by all of the tummy heis asks @missheis

Heisenberg isn't the worst cook. That title goes to Moreau, but he's not fancy either. He's also incredibly busy so whatever he does end up making is really just there to fill him up.

Until you come along.

Next thing he knows, he's having full meals with protein, veg, and carbs. Maybe even a dessert if he's lucky.

"but doll, id rather have you for dessert."

he begins to look forward to dinner. For an hour, he can enjoy a home-cooked meal and your time.

He hasn't had a home-cooked meal made by someone else since he was handed over to Miranda.

He particularly grows to love your beef stew. It's meaty and filling, and he can smell it cooking for hours.

He would definitely sneak in while your cooking and wrap an arm around your waist. He'll kiss your neck and maybe even leave a bite mark or two.

"what's cooking good looking."

however, he occasionally gets himself into a mental place where he doesn't sleep or eat while building his army.

You could make him something to eat in the afternoon, and when you bring him dinner, his lunch is still their cold.

"Karl, you need to eat."

"I will, buttercup, just give me a moment."

take his head between your hands. even if he is busy, he'll just melt for a second.

"You need to eat. You need to sleep. I know you want your revenge, but you can't go against Miranda if you're not at your best. so please eat something."

He'll sigh and then lookup. "You're right, doll."

you both go to bed full that night. Cuddling up close and talking. You're happy that he's taking care of himself. He's happy to have you nearby.

"you know, ever since you came here, I had to loosen my belt by a couple of notches. what are you trying to do kitten, fatten me up."

you laugh "if I weren't here, you would be an emaciated stick."

"a ruggedly handsome stick"

" Keep telling yourself that"