#marcel barthel fanfic

[domesticblisss]

s with Marcel? 💖

s - sleep (how do they sleep together)

fluffy alphabet headcanons

marcel is a cuddler. he will deny that, but he is;

he is the sneaky kind of cuddler. he will kiss you goodnight, turn to the side and fall asleep almost immediately;

cue to you waking up two hours later with him unconsciously holding you close, his leg tucked in tight between yours;

he holds you so tightly that sometimes it feels like he thinks you’re going to run away;

it doesn’t look like, but that boy radiates body heat, winters are never cold with him;

you always make fun of him for it (lovingly), to the point of him not even denying anymore, and always answering with a “it’s because i love you”.

[heelwriting]

Panda - Marcel Barthel

Title: Panda

Theme: Holiday fair/Carnival

Fandom/Character(s): WWE NXT, Marcel Barthel x Reader

Word Count: 720 words

Warnings: nope

Summary: Reader convinces Marcel to go to her hometown's holiday fair

Day 5 of @champbucks 12 Days of Christmas (@12daysofchristmas)

Masterlist

It was your second day back at your hometown, the night before had snowed and it was colder than you remembered, you’ve grown accustomed to the Florida sunshine and were now resenting the cold air, as if you didn’t grow up in this same place, you used to go with 3 layers of clothing to go outside and play with snow.

Similarly, your boyfriend Marcel, he grew up in Germany and he certainly didn’t miss the weather, it took a lot of convincing to spend the holidays with your family but he accepted.

He knew what was coming in regards to meeting your family but he wasn’t expecting you to become such a Christmas enthusiast as soon as you saw the town lit up by the lights, you started making plans for the week and when you mentioned the holiday fair Marcel immediately rolled his eyes.

“That’s the first thing that happens in movies”

“I used to go every year with my parents, we have to go together!”

You said with pleading eyes, you pouted your lips, he sighed.

“Fine, I think I’m going to regret this”

In the morning you got breakfast with your parents, and yes you had to sleep in separate rooms because it was their house, Marcel seemed to get well with your family, going by the little interactions he’s had with them.

After finishing his coffee you see him take a pill, frowning you ask him.

“You’re taking aspirin at 8 in the morning?”

“If I’m going to get through this day I’m going to need it"

“Come on, it’s not that bad, you’ll see there’s a lot of fun things to do"

“I could think of a few, and we don’t have to get out of the house"

He hugged your waist, looking around to see if there was someone in sight, there wasn’t anyone but you still separated just in case.

“Hold your thoughts there, we're going and you’ll see I’m right”

“Fine"

Taking his hand you walked a few streets, you could see the games from afar, you could see the games and hear kids yelling even from a distance. Marcel was not convinced at all but seeing you play a few of the games and buy some cute ornaments made him change his perspective, you were really happy and that made him loosen up, if Walter could see how much you’d change him maybe he wouldn’t like you.

After failing to win a cute stuffed panda, you felt a little down, Marcel hugged you and in a spontaneous moment he said.

“I’ll win it for you”

“You don’t have to, it’s alright”

He had already taken a baseball and was twisting it on his hand.

“I want to, and I’ll win it”

He said looking at you, looking ahead he threw, his fist releasing the ball, it hit the mark and you both yelled at the same time, he smiled at the panda and then handed it to you, he suddenly looked more comfortable, that took a weight off your back, you smiled at him, hugging your new panda, you hit his arm playfully.

“Not bad for a German guy”

He flexed his arms and you raised an eyebrow.

“That’s why I go to the gym”

You shake your head and start walking away from him, he quickly catches up.

“Maybe we should take a picture to commemorate this day”

You said as you made the panda dance, Marcel laughed.

“Alright, this is a momentous occasion”

Taking out your phone, you both smiled for a picture, you set it as your new phone background, you loved that picture.

“Are you going to name him?”

He asks.

You think for a second, touching your chin absently.

“Fabian, don’t you think he’s got his eyes?”

You made him laugh and he ended up all red.

“I don’t think he’s going to like it”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“Too late”

Taking your hand in his, you walk around for a while, stopping at every store and game.

“What else should I win you next?”

He asked.

You smiled, never imagining you’d end up on the same place you did in your childhood, and with your boyfriend beside you, but here you were, with a tall blond guy, he was everything you wanted and more.

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Yall, can I get Yhwach/Orihime fanfic or anything? Please!

I know what you may think like “whaaa”, but I just want to see something unusual.

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[youngxbalor]

I need Axel Dieter Jr/Marcel Barthel fanfic

Anything please.... ☹️☹️☹️

[wrestlingimaginesposts-blog]

Axel Dieter Jr has just changed his name on all social media. So, could you write the first ever Marcel Barthel fanfic? lol 💖

I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with him 

[domesticblisss]

Marcel with ‘a cozy, old coffee shop owned by a lovely elderly couple’ ?

a cozy, old coffee shop owned by a lovely elderly couple

location drabble prompts

marcel is a creature of habit. he wakes up at 05:30am, works out, takes a shower and at 8am sharp, he’s at los rubios.

los rubios is a little coffee shop located two blocks away from his apartment, owned by arturo, a former spanish boxing champion, and laura, a former american model. the two met in the 70’s, while vacationing in greece and have been inseparable ever since.

the sight of marcel in that tiny coffee shop was almost funny, but he liked how it felt like home and how the old couple basically treated him like he was their son.

it was the third time that marcel had seen her this week.

it was the third time this week that she had sat on marcel’s table.

third table on the right, underneath the middle window, the one on the perfect spot so he could people watch before heading to the performance center.

arturo had noticed how fidgety marcel was as he took the german boy’s order.

“she used to come here in the afternoon’s, you know, after work, but she finally quit it to pursue her writing dreams.” arturo told him and marcel looked at the girl. “now she comes in the morning, writes for a while and even helps laura with the cooking, even though we’ve told her countless times she doesn’t have to. she always sat there too, maybe you should sit down with her.”

marcel laughed, it wasn’t the first time arturo tried to play matchmaker with him. “it’s fine, i’ll find a new table. gracias, turito.”

fourth table it is now.

friday, 08:15am. walter lecture about imperium’s losing streak went longer (and harder) than he had expected, and now he is off his schedule, los rubios is packed and even the fourth table on the right was taken.

she sat there, on the third table on the right underneath the middle window, her macbook in front of her, a cup of what he assumed to be plain black coffee and a plate of pancakes on the side. and an empty seat right in front of her.

“you’re late, marcelo.” the use of the nickname made marcel smile.

“yep.”

“any troubles?”

“just walter being walter.”

“the usual?”

“yep.”

“your new table is also taken. maybe you should–“

“i know turito, i know… just give me my coffee.”

“sit down and one of the girls will take it to you.”

with a lot of stubbornness, he did.

“hi.” she looked up at him and waited for him to continue. “umm, do you– do you mind if i sit down? the place is packed.”

“oh, of course, please! just let me grab my stuff” she said as she moved her laptop, trying to make space for him.

she introduced herself to him, and marcel followed through. the duo ended up falling into a light conversation. they talked about their lives and what they did for a living, she asked marcel how different florida was from germany, and what he missed the most, he asked her why she decided to quit her job, and after her shocked face he had to explain that arturo had told him that, to which she laughed and said “of course he did.”

they talked for hours that went by so fast, it felt like minutes. he soon realised that it was almost time for him to go to the performance center.

“i really enjoyed talking to you today.” marcel said as he got up.

“me too! see you tomorrow?” she asked, hopeful.

“oh, i was thinking maybe we could go out for some drinks tonight?”

she smiles.