Imagine: Karl's Bolts And Nuts In A Fit Of Anger!

Imagine: Karl's bolts and nuts in a fit of anger!

When Karl went berserk mode, it was impossible to stop him. All the equipment, details and other stuff that contained metal were raging through the workshop. Any other person would be scared to death. Every other second in the room could lead to a lethal outcome. However, you decided to stay and persuade Heisenberg to calm down.

Karl: This oversized bitch! What she thinks about herself!? Acting like a fucking queen!! Always so aristocratic and calling others children!! Adults need to talk, my ass!!!

You knew that every “family meeting” ended up with an argument between Dimiterscu and Heisenberg. This time was no different, and the person who was judged was given to Alcina. The knife whistled in the millimetre from your shoulder and stuck deep in the wall. At this moment, Karl already lost connection to reality and totally forgot that he was not alone. You had to take a deep breath before making a step towards the furious man. With jaw clenched tight and stiff shoulders, he resembled the middle of the metal hurricane. Step by step, you successfully reached the heart of deadly anomaly and placed a hand on his shoulder. It was the moment when the realization slapped him.

Karl: [Y/N]… Why… Why the fuck are you here?!

With the last bits of anger, he tried to push you away, but it was nearly impossible. He saw the determination in your eyes, and different chunks of metal started to fall on the floor. A few moments later, all the dangerous objects were down. Karl slowly sat down on the chair and lowered his head. After all the noise, the silence was ringing.

Karl: You've got no sense of danger? When there is something that can kill you, you must run…

You: Fight or fly… I prefer the former… Especially when it is an old man I care about...

Your last words made Heisenberg to chuckle and raise his head. His bright eyes studied you carefully before he parted his scarred lips. It was almost impossible to concentrate when someone was looking at him so intensively.

Karl: I still wonder why you are not a maid in her castle… Big lady with three daughters, heaven if you behave well, no? And here you can die any second…

You: Wrong, here no one is trying to drain my blood… And the lord of the house is quite sexy with all his scars and attitude towards heavy metals… If you only had a chance to see him in the middle of creating a new machine, those muscles under the skin, furrowed brows, concentrated and…

By suddenly interrupting the speech, you had a chance to pick a look at his face. He listened with bated breath and then coughed. The tension finally disappeared, preventing the possibility of another hurricane. Heisenberg went silent for some time, thinking about everything you told him. Finally, the usual grind appeared on his scarred face.

Karl: Than… We need to discuss some stuff about this man and why you find him so... hm... appealing!

With these words, he pulled you by the waist and placed you on the knee, hugging a bit tighter to close the distance…

Imagine: Dancing to the radio with Karl on a sunny day

I saw this prompt on the other blog, and fell in love with the idea. Therefore, I assume, that I should tag those two beautiful people and provide the link to the post.

Prompt from: @invisible-vampire13

Seen on the blog: @factoryheisenberg

Link to the original post!

Moreover, the song at the beginning of the story is a link that will lead you to this song on Spotify!

Tally Hall - Hidden In the Sand

Apart from being very grumpy and closed most of the time, Karl enjoyed sunny days out. He could lay on the grass near the factory sunbathing without the sunglasses and coat. On some days he would take the hat off his face to feel warm rays on scarred skin. These peaceful moments made him feel calm and resilient. Like there was no Miranda with crazy ideas, no Alcina doubting his ability to make the right choices or others who spoiled his life so much. And sometimes Karl even thought about leaving this place one day…

Not so long ago he found a companion for sunbathing sessions. At first, Heisenberg was against the idea of showing this side of himself to you. Being a grumpy old man was easier than admitting his love for sun and quietness. However, when you were smiling, his longing heart could not say no. After so many years of enclosing himself in the factory, Karl wanted you to stay around. Moreover, he could just call it an… experiment?

It was raining for a week already, but his new companion was restless. On the fourth day of the storm outside, you brought a weird-looking box to his workshop. After examining it, Heisenberg concluded that it was radio... at least in its youth.

You: Fix it!

Karl: I can just bring you a normal one and…

You: Please…

His ability to refuse was ruined by the gentle smile and the eyes full of enthusiasm. This radio was different from the ones that villagers had. It was smaller, made of plastic, and had a different structure inside. However, as a genius engineer that he was, he fixed the radio within a day. After all, he enjoyed working with something new and mentally thanked you for bringing a strange device.

On the next day, the sky cleared and there was no trace of the storm, except for the few fallen trees and petrichor. The sun was high in the sky; rare clouds were moving around. Heisenberg was holding the radio in his hands when he saw you on a small field of grass near the factory. Surrounded by sunlight, you were standing with the head thrown back, enjoying the warmth. At this second, he felt a warm feeling filling him from inside. A smile slowly appeared on the man’s face.

Carried by the moment you did not recognize when quiet music started to play. While you were standing, Karl turned the radio on (and was lucky to catch some wave), placed the box on the grass, and took off his coat, only to place it on the grass.

Karl: Hey, no need to stand, when you can lay down…

His voice cracked because the man was embarrassed. When you finally recognized that you were not alone, Heisenberg thought that he would have a heart attack. This soft smile, sparkling gaze, and warmth that he felt inside. Maybe you were a sun ray of sorts? Or his personal sun?

You two were laying shoulder to shoulder on his coat, enjoying sun rays and incredible warmth the went with it. By turning the head to the side, you could see Karl’s relaxed face, not covered by a hat or sunglasses. With all the scars and wrinkles yet so beautiful. However, after living alone for so long, he could not recognize his attractiveness and charisma.

His hand moved closer to yours, intertwined fingers, and gave it a gentle squeeze. You still could not impulsively hug him or show affection in usual ways, because he was overwhelmed by the number of things that you could do for him. But even this small gesture was enough when you two were together.

The song changed, and you felt how Karl set up. Suddenly, he stood up and made you stand two, by gently pulling the hand he was holding.

You: Karl?...

You did not have a chance to ask, because the man pulled you a bit closer by the waist, still leaving enough space between the two of you. Then he started to move, slowly, a bit clumsy, and with eyes down, not to step on your feet. After recognizing what he was trying to do, you decided to play along and started to move to the rhythm. Step by step two of you started to dance, and Karl looked at your content face. His scarred cheeks were covered with pale blush.

You: Thank you for fixing the radio…

Karl: Thanks for being with… hm… with me…

Talking was hard for him today, but the smile that appeared on your lips and the bright blush on your cheeks where the best rewards for fixing weird radio. The song kept going and Karl brought you closer in a hug. Soft, careful but meaningful. This hug meant that you were the most important detail of his mechanism.

Karl: Thank you… For fixing my heart…

“But all I wanted was you…”

That's! That's the reason I headcanon him being explosive an uncontrollable sometime!!

I’m healing my daughter!

Imagine: Decebal Dimitrescu and his sons

Allow me to rush in and state a personal headcanon. It is related to the Mr. Dimitrescu idea. While it's rational to stick with the Alcina -> Alcin way of naming, I love looking up new names. Therefore!

Decebal Dimitrescu (related to Alcina Dimitrescu)

Decebal ia a Romanian name for "powerful" or "brave".

He is a prideful ruler of Dimitrescu house, honored by the villagers as hero and defender, and known for being generous during autumn festives. Decebal takes under his wing young villagers who lost their families and raises them as well-mannered loyalists of house Dimitrescu.

However, those who trespass the strict rules of the castle are never seen again...

Mr. Dimitrescu has three sons.

Alois Dimitrescu (related to Bela Dimitrescu)

Alois is a Chezch name that has a meaning of a "well-known fighter".

As the oldest of the sons, he is quite discreet but enjoys duels and will follow any chance to battle with someone (especially if this person is mortal). Usually restricts himself from fighting with the siblings and will devour anyone who doubts the honour of house Dimitrescu. Now imagine how often he fights with Heisenberg...

Bartolomej Dimitrescu (related to Cassandra Dimitrescu)

Bartolomej is a Slovac/Croatian name derived from Bartholomew (or "the son of Tolmai"). When translated from Hebrew it has a meaning of "furrow" or "plowed land".

He is a middle son with a strong sadistic nature (like Cassandra). Therefore, he is a nightmare for anyone who visits the castle, especially for uninvited guests. Sometimes he likes to spoil reading time of his younger brother, just to see how he will get angry and start to swear (which is restricted by Decebal within the castle).

Cornelius Dimitrescu (related to Daniela Dimitrescu)

Cornelius is an ancient Roman name that was probably derived from the Latin element "cornu" -> "horn". This name is surrounded with mystery and magical appeal due to the name Cornelius Agrippa, a medieval alchemist. His prototype was used in many known books, games, and films.

And let me show an equation that is true for me: genius = crazy (in a good way)

He is the youngest of three brothers and has the most chaotic personality. To keep himself from trouble, Cornelius spends most of the time in the library. Books are flesh and blood for him, when there is nobody to hunt. At one point Decebal had to ask Miranda to bring more books because his son started to get uncontrollable and even fought with Alois (living room was ruined).

Imagine: Sleepover party with Lady

Yay, I finally can see the world in full HD and without headaches. Never thought that glasses could make such a difference. While I am still on the Free! vibe, I just remembered my old crush on the most beautiful lady that is, moreover, very strong...

• She does not have a proper pajama for your small event, therefore prepare to be robbed in a nice way. Otherwise, she will privatize the biggest (and cleanest) t-shirt from Dante. Eather way, she wants both of you to feel comfy and relaxed.

• Food. Yes, it is bad to eat too much before sleep. Yes, she does not care. After a long and tiring day of fighting with beasts and demons, a couple of pizzas would not harm. Besides, Lady enjoys to hand-feed you and see her darling happy and content.

• While you enjoy some time together, Mary will tell you a story or two about her adventures with Dante and add many funny details to make you laugh or chock on cola. She likes to put on a small show for you but still wants to hear about your life. Maybe going for shopping does not sound as cool as fighting fifty beasts at the same time but you can see the glimer in Mary's eyes while she is listening to you.

• Lady is definitely a person that laughs on horror films. With all the things happening to her on daily basis, something like a beast in the basement or a venegful spirit sound like a good old joke. Therefore, it is better to watch fantastic movies or comedies if you want to save the atmosphere.

• If you are close enough to each other, she will be open for some cuddles. Usually Mary is the big spoon, and likes to squeeze you all she wants. However, when you are eager enough, she will concede and become your small spoon. Moreover, she enjoys the moments when you two are lying in silence and look at each others eyes.

• When you decided to call Lady for a sleepover, you agreed and signed on sleeping in a tight hug. Not so you will complain, because this way you feel nice and protected. However, you would not have a chance to stand up earlier than Lady will wake up... And she is a long sleeper...

This style is so smooth and just... I am fascinated!!! How are you people so talented?! Hm? HM!?

Karl Heisenberg Sketch from the other night to get a feel for drawing this bad boy!