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update on this: is still difficult to make friends or to talk to anyone in general, IM JUST SO ANXIOUS ABOUT IT despite the fandom but i will keep trying because Marius Streicher would be dissapointed in me for fearing to socialize

Why is so difficult to make friends??? ;; i feel like i dont belong neither the QSMP fandom or the Welcome Home fandom

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sal 😲

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My fave R6 defenders are besties <3 

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Valentine?

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"There you are!"

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Follow, follow the Sun / And which way the wind blows / When this day is done ⁣🎶 ⁣ Today, April 8, 2024, the last total solar eclipse until 2045 crossed North America.⁣

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I just adore drawing him

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This shot of a giant excavator in Germany slowly making its way to a coal site 25km away. [March, 1999]

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Your HC about Jäger being a killer cook is freaking real, and I can't quit thinking about him offering cooked items. Making and giving is his love language; it just is.

Soooo, ☝

Just a little idea to put in any oneshots/short stories/and or hc

Jäger is a gift giver through and through. He also loves doing acts of service!! Give him the keys to your flat? The entirety of your flat is gonna be completely clean by the time you come home from work. Blame his lack of work to do whilst on leave. He will do your laundry, cook for you, helps you with anything remotely technical. He changes your tires to winter tires when it gets too cold, you don't even have to ask, he's already there.

Oh, you really liked that article of clothing you saw a few weeks ago? Now it's at your doorstep. What is it? You take your coffee a certain way every morning? He has that memorized, you never need to remind him. Oh, you're too tired to cook and eat tonight? Worry not, he's already bringing you dinner. He 100% brings you a fresh loaf of baked bread every week.

He's the epitome of "don't worry, I got this for you". This will 100% be in my future oneshot/fics.

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He’s a nerd, your honor.

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"still completely unaware of how he'd travel to the ends of the universe if it meant he could just be with you." CRYING MY EYES OUT AGAIN, GOURMET FOOD, FLUFF TO MY POOR SOUL ALKSFDHASBFLASHFBLKASHJBDL

How the flowers bloom

Pairing: Marius "Jäger" Streicher x reader

Summary: This is part 2 of my smitten!Jäger x oblivious!reader series. Jäger explains a bit of his work to you.

Warnings: None, this is all just wholesome fluff!

Words: 1.6k

Part 1 - Part 2

This is still not proofread! Criticism is welcome, and I do take requests for this fic :)

Your front door opens, the creaking of the hinges resonating through your house. The sounds of a person taking their shoes off can be heard from upstairs. You peek over the railing of the first floor, only to spot Marius. He has his bag slung over his shoulder, and a tool case and a big black unmarked case on the floor.

He lets his bag fall to the floor, and with everything else he's brought, you realise he's come here to work. He sighs and looks around the kitchen, before picking his things back up and heading to his office, a spare room you had let him set up shop in since he was over so often.

He closes the door behind him, without even saying hello to you. Your curiosity is piqued as you slowly go down the stairs and through the kitchen to get to his office. You sneak your way to his door, not wanting to alert him to your presence, and carefully lean your ear up against it.

You can hear him unpacking his work, the metal of his tools clanging on the wooden desk and the small, ambient music coming from his bluetooth speaker. He sighs as he starts to work, or you assume so as you can hear the soft sounds of him putting his screwdriver down to pick up something else, something that sounds heavier. You've always loved watching him work. It's one of the things in life you find calming.

You wonder if he'll mind. He didn't say "hi" like he usually does, and that worries you. You push those thoughts away and head to the kitchen to make him some coffee, assuming he's tired. The coffee machine starts with a soothing hum, and you take out a mug for him.

The machine fills the cup with coffee, and you add cream and sugar to his liking. You pick up the cup and carefully head back to his office, making sure not to spill anything. You open the door slowly, to find Marius completely engrossed in his work.

He doesn't notice you, keeping his head down and biting the end of his pen. He is focused as he leaves the pen in his mouth and adjusts a few screws on his project. He takes the pen out of his mouth and writes down a few notes, before sighing and stretching. He taps his pen on his desk twice before flipping his project around.

"Marius." You call out softly, approaching him from behind. He tenses up before immediately relaxing and turning to look at you. "Schatzi! I didn't know you were home." He fidgets with his pen, twirling it in his hand absentmindedly. He puts his hands on his thighs, discreetly wiping them before clearing his throat. "The house was so quiet so I wasn't sure..."

You hand him his coffee and he quickly takes it, avoiding touching your hands with his as he does so. "Yeah, I was just reading upstairs." You explained as you leaned forward on his desk. He leans back against his chair, putting some distance between the both of you. "Can I watch you work?" Your question makes him hesitate, and he looks behind him for a second before looking back at you.

"Uhm. Okay, just, don't get too much in my personal space, ja?" He jokes as he drops his pen on the floor. He sighs and slowly bends over to pick it up. As he goes to pick it up, he accidentally pushes it away from him and just looks at it for a solid few seconds. He bends over to pick it up, but you've already beaten him to it.

You swipe it from right under his nose and for a second, your face is so close to his he thinks you might put him out of his misery and kiss him. But you don't. Of course you don't. Instead, you back up after putting his pen back on his desk and smile at him. You turn away to drag a chair next to him so you can watch him work.

The silence is tense, at least to him, and the only thing filling the silence being the soft music playing in the background. He should not be blushing like that around you. He's pushing 40 for fuck's sake. Why is his body reacting to you like he's in high school again? His heart is beating hard when he feels you lean in close to him to see his work better and he hates it.

He decides to act like you're not there, like your presence doesn't bother him. Like every time you smile at him or touch him it doesn't make him a little more scared of dying on the job. It's beyond frustrating for you to always be so god damned close to him, for it to not affect you like it affects him.

He's so focused on ignoring you, he doesn't realize he hasn't been working for five minutes. You don't know why he's just frozen in place like this, his screwdriver just hovering over his personal project, even though he doesn't even need to screw anything in. "Marius." You call out softly, trying to keep yourself from chuckling at just how distracted he is. He nearly jumps out of his skin as his grip tightens on the screwdriver and he seems to notice he hasn't been working.

"Ja?" He doesn't look back at you, and you think he's just trying to focus up, not noticing the fact that his cheeks are bright red. "Explain what you're doing right now. I'm confused." Oh God. You're smiling when you ask that, and you don't realize he can hear it even though he's not looking at you. "Oh, ja, I can do that." He takes a deep breath and finally starts explaining. His words are a bit rushed, not the usual calm, passionate cadence you're used to.

"Essentially, I'm trying to lessen the resistance so it takes a minimal amount of power to work. I'm worried I might have wired the circuit wrong though." He explains as he puts his screwdriver down with the rest of his tools and starts looking at the different wires on the circuit board. "So, see, here the power should be of 110 watts but it doesn't seem to output enough to turn on my test bulb."

The more he explains, the more you can see his shoulders relax and hear his cadence slow. You admire him really, the expertise with which he navigates around his circuit, the confidence he has working with such complicated objects. His passion for his work is palpable, and he gets so into his work he's not realising you've slowly been getting closer and closer to him to get a better angle on what he's been doing.

His hands work expertly with the small wires as he explains everything to you. He talks a little fast, making it tough for you to understand everything he says but you enjoy listening to him regardless. He always waits for you to confirm you've heard what he said before he continues. You miss small cues. Like how his grip seems to tighten on the tool he's using every time he feels your breath on the back of his neck. How every time he notices your closeness, he trips over his words.

You watch him attentively, absorbing whatever information you can understand. He starts to trail off, focusing more on the equations he's trying to solve. He taps his pen on his desk as he thinks, and you try to solve it in your head to see if you can help him.

"Liebe." He calls out suddenly as he looks at you. He's still tapping his pen on the desk absentmindedly as you hum in response. "Hm?" You tilt your head slightly to actually look at him. He looks away for a second, before you hear him sigh and he looks back at you. "You wanna go to the museum later this week? There's a, uhm, cool exhibit they've just added on planets, you might like it."

You don't answer as you try to think of when you're free, but your lack of answer seems to make him follow up on his question quickly. "You know, just uhm, you and me.." His voice trails off awkwardly. It's nothing out of the ordinary for the two of you to do things one on one. He's your best friend after all. You pull your phone out to check your calendar. "Friday?" You ask him curiously.

His face lights up immediately. "Ja, ja, I can pick you up too." He seems almost too eager that you have accepted his offer. You're not sure why, but you're happy he's not so tense anymore. You miss how his pen tapping on the desk has gotten quicker, how he now seems to have a smile plastered on his face, the way he completely relaxes now that you've said yes.

Your phone rings, breaking the moment. "I have to take this." You grimaced at the sight of your boss calling you. "Of course of course." Marius replies, and you finally notice how brightly he's smiling. You leave his office, answering your phone, and he closes his office door after you exit. You've just missed how he celebrated quietly in his office, and how he nearly knocked his project off his desk because of his celebration.

His happiness is contagious, you think. You yourself feel giddy and you're not sure why. You briefly look back at his office door as you talk to your boss, before focusing back on the heated conversation over the phone, still completely unaware of how he'd travel to the ends of the universe if it meant he could just be with you.

Sorry for a slightly shorter chapter! I'm really busy with college so I haven't had as much time which is why I took so long (also had writer's block haha) I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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Im sorry I do this to every fandom im in

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hello everynyan

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"I cant draw" then do it bad who gives a fuck.....

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don't ask me the color of anything when he shows up on the screen

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Apoco si tilín