Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart

indie wolfenstein oc written by ken! dash only!

[madamedievdonne]

                                      indie Wolfenstein OC written by Olive and Ken

                                             follows back & interacts from @ssatxr​

                                                       also played by @kcnhub​​

                           Auf Wiedersehen... Sweetheart.

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      “ mywife is soft nd ilikeher “

   !!!

      “How does it feel to be the biggest pillow in the world~? I certainly wouldn’t know-- Answers, darling??”

[madamedievdonne]

      The young woman lays on her couch, looking out to her courtyard with a rather...tense gaze. Autumn had sunk it’s teeth into the city, it’s bitter cold only lifted by the brilliant sunrays. She held a note in her hands...worn, dirtied and tattered. Her blue eyes looked down, freely watching the sparrows and the humming birds getting their last fill before they hide away their lives.

      “...Hmph...”

      Something was on her mind. And the butler let some guests in for her to just sit there, waiting for their response.

    “I...Apologize. Truly. This is...Unlike myself.”

         And yet, she still didn’t bother to look back. 

[madamedievdonne]

      { I GOT HIT WITH MUSE FOR EVIE!!! LIKE FOR A ONELINER!! }

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      An awkward little sputter, making him swing around. Okay, he may still be a LITTLE bit of the baby-faced soldier boy private she knew…

      “ HhueeyyaaaHDEJAH– HIEVIEHOWYADOIN’. ”

      A pause… and he managed to relax and compose himself a bit.

      “ … uh– I-I wasn’t lyin’… ”

   Evelyn giggled, rotating her eyes before shaking her head just a tad. Yep--No matter if he was a small scrapping solider boy, or a war-hardened man, she was still Max Bennett all the same-- charming and kind. 

   She moves to her tip toes, quickly pecking him on the cheek. 

      “You’re a doll, Max.~”

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      “ Still so strong despite everythin’… ”

      “ … so proud’a her… gonna do everythin’ to make her happy n’ safe… I may not be the li’l baby-faced soldier boy private she knew… but… I’m a new man now. N’ this new man is gonna protect ‘er without hesitatin’ for even a second… ”

   “Max, darling, I can hear everything...”

      …Not that she’s complaining, however. Actually got her pale cheeks to flush just a tad!

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      “ No, no… nein, nothing. Vielen dank, meine Dame. ” He told her with his always soft tone, following her before placing his hands gently onto the counter. Those blue eyes softened now. “ It is… very natural, to feel this– this grief, there are many stages. It is a sudden change in your routine, und, du have lost someone close to you. A lover. ”

      Calloused and yet soft hands held one of her own, soon moving to let one of his hands tilt her chin up. “ I am here to… ease, the process of grief, meine Dame. Please, take a deep breath… can, du… do that, for me? ”

      Dr. Eisenhower had seen many things– how a death of someone you cherished so immensely could take a toll on you. A father or mother, perhaps an aunt or uncle… and it was no doubt that Mr. Marrazzo had a wonderful relationship with Rosa, from what the doctor had deduced. He still remembered the distress that Mrs. Marrazzo was in from trying to talk about receiving the letter and flag that day… Eisenhower’s hands returned to hold her own, once again careful as ever, delicate.

      “ The healing process… it will be long. Perhaps these scars will always feel fresh, meine Dame, but… we can at least help them close… und I will do anything to help you… but I cannot help but, ah, be curious about something… if it ist, alright for me to ask. ”

   The widow nods in silence, beginning to take those long, deep breaths that Doctor Eisenhower had taught her over the course of their...appointments. She did freeze up as her hands were taken away from her drink. Her inhales start off very shaken at first, being interrupted by her constantly trying to swallow the lump in her throat. But over time they slowly develop into being...just shaky and hollow exhales. It didn’t even give her time to pour him a glass-- she couldn’t understand a lick of German, except for Dame...but everyone else said Dame, so consider her back at square one.

   “Oh I unda’stand, docta’, it’s just...it’s the raggin’, the-the daffy fools who won’t spare me even a pity glance for him...” She heaves a little, smiling subconsciously at the tears she held back just then. Rosa knew she could cry but, she had plenty of times with Eisenhower’s hawk ears...but with the question, she knew she couldn’t devolve into tears just yet. He’s been so...kind and helpful, she at least had to lend him this!

   “...Of course it is okay to ask, what is it?”

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      A closed starter for @madamedievdonne​

      The doctor stood calmly, blue eyes settled on the widowed dame. His suit, ironed out and straightened, was as black as night. Brown hair was slicked back so carefully and ebony shoes glimmered in the moonlight, and he stood in the widow’s home, glancing around. A German accent was heard from him– as he kept himself poised, elegant as always, his head tilted to ‘Rosa’ with a softer tone,

      “ Frau Marrazzo, is it… right, for me to be in your home? Ist, ah… very, very grand. I feel almost like… how would, du, say it? Something of a trespasser in such a grand home. ”

      He stood next to her, as always, gentle gaze meeting her own… “ Of course, what matters to me, ist… your health, und well-being. Und, if me being here assists you… I will accept it. ”

   And in the door stood she. A woman with her hair done up in a short little bun, curving right into her small hat, dawning it’s own black fair that obscured her face in loose mesh. Her pale skin and deep, deep hurting blue eyes stared right at the man before her nodding. She moves away from the door a little, looking away briefly to at least feel some wind on her--move around, not stagger her breath, nothing. 

   ‘Frau Marrazzo’, as she was called oh so politely, let out a small sigh. 

      “Oh yes, docta’, it’s quite alright. Th-Thank you for coming on such short notice,” Now, this ‘Rosa’ didn’t seem to be overreacting or anything--she seemed to be in just the right amount of distress. “...I feel like I'm goin’ cockeyed, Doc, absolutely insane. I just... I just can’t get him off my mind right now and...” She takes in a deep breath, lowering her head down as she approaches her little bar area to take a drink of her Plymouth. 

   She looks back for a moment, a tad frazzled. “Do you want something, Docta’ Eisenhowa’...?”

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      These dreams. Feels like I’m drownin’ every second. Feels like I can’t keep up. These dreams… I kno’ deep down that I can’t have ‘em, those luxuries. Those dreams aren’t for war men. These dreams’uv livin’ a good life… I kno’ I won’t ever see the good endin’ of those dreams that keep tryin’ to drown me wit’ false hope. I’m diseased.

      Infected by war. An’ I am suffocatin’.

   And she looks on, a feeling of deep disturbance lingers in her. Shining blue eyes have to wipe away a tear, seeing as Max is already so diseased with the pain, disease with guilt and swallowing strife. She...couldn’t bear to watch him in his cell, wasting away with grief.

   “...Max?”

   Her chill tongue cuts through the stagnant air. Her hand hesitantly holds the bar as she crouches to his level. 

   “Max, are you... there?”

[screamingeagle]

                  KILLIN’ NAZIS, LIKE HUSBAND AND WIFE.

    indie, private and selective OCs for Wolfenstein!

    stationed by ken and olive!

    follows back from @kcnhub​ and @ssatxr​ respectively!

    please read rules on @madamedievdonne​ and @screamingeagle​!

template by the glorious @/goodvibesrph!

promo by the benevolent @vtratasebe​!

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[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      “ I WILL GET THE THREESOME OF MY DREAMS ONLY IF EVIE AN’ ZEKE ARE COMFY!! IF THEY’S COMFY, THE THREESOME OF MY DREAMS HAPPENS!! AN’ I’M GETTIN’ CRUCIFIED FOR THE SINNER I AM, BA-BYYYY!! ”

   “You are such a knockout, Max~! I’ll always be okay with it. If Zeke is as well, I’m sure we can all have a dream! What scene do we reenacted if we do? Oh, questions, questions, questions!”

[madamedievdonne]

reverxnce​:

“I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now…”

   “I assure you; it’s lovely. Genesis is also a good book to scream too, I'm sure, darling!”

[madamedievdonne]

   Sacrilegious? Call her a heretic, but things are getting a little hot...and it’s not Hell knocking on the door!

   “...Maybe it’s all three of us~?” 

   “Who knows, Max has a stake after all.”

[madamedievdonne]

   “You always have full permission, Zeke!”

   Phew, two lookers in one day! It really makes the actress’ head spin!

[rpmemes-galore]

happier headcanon q’s! 

1. what gives your muse hope? 

2. what is your muse’s favorite joke?

3. what is your muse’s favorite hobby?

4. what is your muse’s happiest memory?

5. what does self-care look like to your muse?

6. what is your muse’s favorite kind of weather?

7. what would your muse consider a perfect day?

8. what does your muse love doing with other people?

9. what does your muse consider their biggest success?

10. who does your muse consider their best/closet friend?

11. does your muse think people deserve second chances? 

12. what is something that will always make your muse laugh?

13. what would your muse consider their best physical feature?

14. what was the best/funniest dream your muse has ever had?

15. what is something that’s made your muse so happy they’ve cried?

16. has your muse ever laughed so hard they’ve cried? what caused it?

17. what was the best/most thoughtful gift your muse has ever received?

18. what kind of hugs does your muse give? gentle? tight? pick and spin?

19. what would be the best way to cheer up your muse when they’re sad?

20. what is a way that your muse shows love and affection without words?

21. what is something good that your muse carries with them from childhood?

22. what does your muse consider the most beautiful place they’ve ever been?

23. does your muse like receiving gifts? what would be the best gift to get them?

24. what is your muse’s favorite animal? have they ever gotten to see one in person?

25. during difficult times, what is something your muse holds onto to get them through?

26. if your muse could go on vacation anywhere, what would be their dream destination?

27. when it comes to gift giving, does your muse tend to lean funny, practical, thoughtful? 

28. after a fight, how does your muse go about apologizing/making it up to the other person?

29. what is something that was difficult at the time, but taught them a valuable lesson they still hold onto?

[madamedievdonne]

screamingeagle​:

      He’s had his cheek resting on his hand while gazing at Evie, swingin’ his legs a little on the stool…

      He’s swooning… he’s swooning hardcore… just smiling like a dope while he seemed to be daydreaming about that smile.

   “Are you okay, Maxie? You look so dopey! Stunningly dopey~!”

[madamedievdonne]

   A large smile comes across her face. She was confident that he’d say that.