#never thought i would like german music that much but there's nothing like this

[fentanyl-rabbits]

Inspired by this song:

#mine #collage #ugh so in love #ton steine scherben #lyrics #rio reiser #never thought i would like german music that much but there's nothing like this #thank you lsd #Spotify #70s #this is not punk or rock this is something else #a new experience #omg the guitar help #keine macht für niemand #from my journal #if there is kafka in english than probably i need to translate this shit in english because the lyrics this poetry needs to be known #and the band story is fucking wild

[teddiesworldd]

could you do a pt2 of the zombie outbreak with ghost, maybe the zombie outbreak ends and they get used to being a normal couple? idk

after the world ends (p2)

this is part two of my ghost apocalypse au, you can read part one here!

a/n: thank you so much for all the love on part 1 and for this request which inspired part 2! i hope it's what you imagined <3 (1k words)

pairing: simon ghost riley x reader

tags/warnings: apocalypse au, fluffy, some descriptions similar to ptsd, starting a family, the ending they deserved ;')

day 154 of the apocalypse, 5 months after the first outbreak, 2 months after the second.

time creeped on slowly as the days melted into weeks, and then months. you’d become quite accustomed to life behind the fence, picking up various skills to make yourself useful in camp. the others had taught you everything you needed to know. you could now fish, hunt, cook - survival was something that came so naturally now, it was like your life before never happened. like it had always been this way. on your trips out of camp with soap, you had noticed shoots of grass and leaves sprouted up through the concrete over time and covered your city in an overwhelming green haze. 

other than the odd trip outside the safety of the fence, your days were calm and laid back. you often spent them laying out by the river with simon, watching the water flow past in the warm spring air. more recently though, you’d looked after the german shepherd you had found with soap in the city, which you had lovingly named riley after your love. there was always plenty to do - things needed fixing up, whether that be the equipment or each other. 

in the evenings, you no longer watched soap and ghost talking from your tent - you sat alongside them at the campfire, simon’s large hand holding yours. you shared stories of your lives before the outbreak, dreaming of what you’d do when the world turned the right way around again - if that would ever happen. and when your conversations died down, simon led you to his bed and you spent the night with your head on his chest, listening to his faint heartbeat to drown out the sounds of the infected who got too close to the fence.

it wasn’t all smooth sailing; some of the others in camp had fallen sick and the nearest pharmacy was completely stripped by other groups, leaving nothing to treat your own wounded campmates. illness spread like wildfire here and all you could do was nurse their wounds and cook hot meals to lift their spirits and provide warmth. a few lost their lives to disease or to the zombies, but most fought on, struggling through the days.

you’ll never forget the moment when you heard about the cure. 

head resting on simon’s shoulder, swaying gently to the faint crackle of the radio. his hands gently gripping to your waist, holding you close like he never wanted to let you go. it was a routine that you both had for a few weeks now, after your first night together in the tent. rocking gently to the music as the sun glowed shades of pink and orange in the late evening. "my girl, i'll marry you when this is over." he'd tell you every time you held each other like this. simon had never felt so enamoured with someone in his whole life. he couldn't wait for the day you shared his last name. it was what kept him going through all this - the thought of living a normal life with you on the other side. soap sat nearby, cleaning up whatever he’d found during the day, cheesing over the action figures he found in the house he raided, watching as you and simon fell utterly in love with each other.

the music cut off and the announcer said that a cure had been developed to treat the infected. and suddenly you remembered everything that you had left behind 5 months ago.

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four years later, you sat out on the porch of your home with a cold drink, watching simon play with your daughter in the backyard. he proposed to you as soon as you heard the radio broadcast and you married shortly after normality returned, falling pregnant and buying a house together. it never really got any easier - cuts turned into scars and memories of your days in camp turned sour, plaguing your dreams. often you’d wake up in a cold sweat, fear running through you like you were still there. but simon never failed to bring you back to earth again, stroking your hair and shushing you to sleep again. soap visited often, riley always jumping up at him madly as he stumbled through the front door. your daughter had grown accustomed to calling him “uncle johnny”, which he loved and it made him well up the first time he heard her say it.

nothing would really be the same again - you had lost most of your friends and family, and the world never quite got back to the way it was before.

but in a way, that was okay. because so much good came from it. 

“mommy, look!” you daughter giggled madly from the bottom of the garden. you snapped out of your thoughts, eyes landing on your 4-year-old daughter who was halfway up the tree at the bottom of the lawn.

“i- i did try to tell ‘er not to,” simon sighed, walking up to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders, “but you know what she’s like... little adventurer.”

you couldn’t help but laugh. it definitely wasn’t the first time she’d gone up there - she climbed up it like she’d done it a thousand times before.

“reminds me of someone i know.” simon said, looking down at you in your chair, nothing but love in his eyes. he kissed you sweetly, reminding you of the first time your lips touched that night in your tent. 

“i’ll start making dinner, yeah?” he finished, hand gently squeezing your arm before heading into the kitchen. you really did get so lucky the day you crossed paths in the woodland.

“can someone help me down?!” your daughter shouted, riley barking up at her playfully as she clinged tightly to the branches.

“yeah, honey, i’m coming” you replied, placing down your drink and heading down the garden.

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[posh--bee]

Ein Kompliment || König

pairing → König x Reader

summary → König comes home from deployment to find you singing and dancing to a German song in your kitchen—completely surprised by how well you speak his language.

warnings → none, just tooth-rotting fluff, no descriptions or pronouns used for reader, no y/n used

author’s note → This is just a self-indulgent domestic little oneshot because I felt nostalgic for some German music from when I was younger :) The title means “a compliment” and it’s also the name of the song. You can listen to it here. Also, I have literally no clue about CoD and never played one of the games for even a second, but this man still managed to steal my heart.

word count → 2.1k

König could hear the music blaring even through the closed front door of your home, the muffled sound of electric guitars, drums, and the singer’s voice greeting him when he put the spare key you had trusted him with early on in your relationship in the lock and turned it. 

The door opened and the music became even louder, clearly originating from the little radio you had in your kitchen, and a smile formed on König’s face when your cheerful voice joined the singer. From the sound of it, König guessed that you were in the kitchen as well and he carefully placed his bag next to your shoe rack, not wanting to give his presence away just yet. He had intentionally told you he wouldn’t come back home to you for another week just so he could surprise you. The lie had left a foul aftertaste when he had told you and the disappointment in your voice had nearly broken his heart, but in the end it would be worth it, he had told himself, seeing your face light up in delight when you spotted him and jumping into his arms, clinging to him and covering his whole face in the sweetest kisses, the sound of your joined laughter filling your home. 

König couldn’t wait to finally see you again, the weeks and months without you by his side were nothing short but torture for him, but he forced himself to take slow and silent steps towards your kitchen, not wanting to ruin the surprise so close before its grand reveal. Despite his size and mass his heavy combat boots made almost no sound against the wooden floor of your hallway, and he was confident that with the help of your music playing you wouldn’t notice him until he stood directly behind you and wrapped his strong arms around your smaller frame, probably giving you the fright of your life before you recognized your gentle giant, scolding him with giggles and kisses for scaring you like this.

König couldn’t shake the smile that pulled on his lips at the thought of it, but a sudden realization made him stop dead in his tracks, just outside of the open door of your kitchen. He couldn’t believe that he hadn’t noticed it sooner but the song that had been playing since he had arrived wasn’t in English—it was in German. 

And you were singing to it.

König’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion and he stayed still while listening to the sounds coming from your kitchen, wanting to make sure that all the blows to the head he had received during missions didn’t manifest as him suddenly hearing something that wasn’t actually real.

After a few more moments of concentrated listening, he came to the conclusion that he didn’t suffer from an auditory hallucination and that you were indeed singing along to a German song even though you had claimed to not speak his language. Your pronunciation was a little bit off, that much was true, but you more than made up for it with your enthusiasm while singing along to the lyrics and König wondered with a frown why you had never told him how well you spoke German. Needing to investigate this surprising discovery further, he peered into the kitchen, dimly remembering having heard the song playing on the radio from time to time over the years, the first time probably even before he had joined the German Armed Forces. 

The sight König was met with left him breathless in the best way possible, a warm feeling spreading in his chest while he watched you dance to the music in the middle of your kitchen, singing into a clean whisk with your back towards him, completely oblivious to his presence. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from you, couldn’t move a muscle or find his voice to let you know he was home, just watching you with pure adoration in his eyes, his heart almost bursting with all the emotions he was feeling at this moment. 

You were still dressed in your pajamas, your feet sliding along the tiled floor with your movements because of the fuzzy socks you were wearing, stumbling over some longer words in the lyrics of the song but continuing to sing all the same. The bright and clear morning light shining through the kitchen windows illuminated the room almost magically and created a halo around your head, and König swore if he had a ring with him right now, he wouldn’t have wasted any more time and go down one knee, asking you to spend the rest of your life with him—even though he hadn’t had the guts yet to tell you that he loved you.

Just when the second verse of the song came to an end you suddenly spun around and spotted him, freezing for a few seconds to process that your boyfriend was home already and standing in your kitchen before your eyes lit up and the smile on your face became blinding. König opened his mouth in an attempt to greet you, to tell you how happy he was to be back and how much he had missed you, but his voice was still lost, not being prepared to be caught by you, his grand reveal now ruined. 

You however weren’t deterred by this surprising turn of events at all, you were nothing short of ecstatic to see him again and König couldn’t help the big smile on his lips, readying himself to catch you when you jumped into his arms like you always did. But it seemed you had other plans and instead of your usual greeting you lifted the whisk back to your mouth with a twinkle in your beautiful eyes, pointing at him with your other hand. König lifted an eyebrow in confusion, wanting to ask what you were doing but you preempted him, joining the song still playing on the radio again, singing the refrain to him, your eyes never leaving his.

Ich wollte dir nur mal eben sagen

I just wanted to tell you

Dass du das Größte für mich bist

That you are the greatest thing to me

Und sichergeh’n, ob du denn dasselbe für mich fühlst

And to make sure you feel the same way about me

Für mich fühlst

About me

Your little performance left him speechless for the second time that day, still dumbfounded by how well you spoke German, not to mention that the meaning of the words you were singing to him pulled at his heartstrings. You were always vocal about your feelings for him, never hesitating to tell him just how much he meant to you, but hearing you sing something like this to him in his own language made him absolutely weak in the knees. 

And of course this was when you decided to run to your boyfriend and jump into his arms after all, completely catching him off guard and for a moment he struggled to hold you up which was something that had never happened before. But once you had your arms securely wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist, he held you with ease and was promptly rewarded for it with a beaming smile and a kiss on his cheek.

“I missed you so much,” you sighed and pressed your forehead to his, overcome by a wave of emotions at his early return home. The weeks and months without him were always lonely, your bed feeling cold and empty without your personal heater holding you close at night and refusing to let you go, your whole house not feeling complete without your boyfriend lounging on your couch or sitting at the table and doodling in his sketchbook, quietly humming to himself. 

“I missed you too,” he murmured against your lips before kissing you deeply, blindly walking you both towards the kitchen counter and gently setting you down on it, only breaking the kiss when you ran out of breath. You smiled up at him and put the whisk down beside you in favor of cupping König’s face with both hands, your thumbs caressing his skin, running along the prominent scar on his lips and the slight stubble along his jaw.

His eyes fell closed as he leaned into your touch, his body relaxing against yours but still cautious not to put too much of his weight on you, feeling truly at home now that you were in his arms again. But there was still a question on his mind that he couldn’t shake off, so he quickly reached for the radio that was playing a new song by now and turned it down before asking, “When did you learn to speak German so well?”

The smile on your lips became bashful and it was one of the few times in your relationship that you had to avert your gaze from him, usually König was the one struggling with maintaining eye contact even after being with you for some time already.

“I started learning it when we got together. I used some apps and stuff and started to listen to German songs as well, that really helped. I wanted to surprise you one day when I’d more confident with speaking it,” you admitted in a small but proud voice, delighted that he thought you were good at his language already despite being caught before you considered yourself the same way.

König stared down at you while his mind struggled to process your words, wondering if you had made it your personal mission to render him speechless as often as possible today because so far you had been doing a fantastic job at that. He hid his face in the crook of your neck when you looked up at him again, too overwhelmed to from any kind of verbal response to your explanation, his heart beating violently against his ribcage. He hadn’t thought it was possible to fall even deeper in love with you but here you were, proving him wrong again and again, now by secretly learning German just for him.

With a sympathetic chuckle you allowed him the time he needed to collect himself, wordlessly rubbing up and down his back with one hand while gently running your fingers through his hair with the other one, making him hum in appreciation.

You smiled up at your gentle giant when he untangled himself from you again and took one of your hands in his much larger ones, calloused fingers nervously playing with yours, a blush creeping up his neck to his cheeks and all the way to the tips of his ears. You quirked your eyebrow at him, wanting to ask him if he was okay when he locked eyes with you, a resolute look on his face that made you understand just how important his next words would be to him.

You sat up straighter, your heart beating faster and a pleasant and warm feeling settling in your stomach at being in the center of his undivided attention, at having him look at you like you were the most important thing in the whole universe. 

And to him you were just that which is why he couldn’t let any more time pass without him telling you just how much you meant to him, making sure you knew that he felt the same way about you. 

König’s voice faltered slightly when he began to speak but he was determined to finally express the true depths of his feelings for you, his fingers tightening around yours, the feeling of your warm skin against his grounding and calming him, encouraging him to carry on.

“You are, without a doubt, the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and you make me the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. A-and what I’m trying to say with that is that I love you. I love you so much.”

Hearing his words and the sincerity in them made your heart skip several beats and you felt tears of pure joy welling up in your eyes, unable to say anything in response. König constantly showed his love for you in other ways and you had never doubted his feelings for you even once since the beginning of your relationship, but hearing him say it out loud touched you deeply, making you the happiest you had ever been in your life.

You gave him a teary smile and before König could even think about apologizing for making you cry you pressed your lips to his, pouring all of your emotions into the kiss, making him gasp quietly at the intensity of it. You chuckled affectionately at the displeased look on his face when you pulled back all too soon, but you just shook your head, lovingly gazing up at him before softly saying,

“Ich liebe dich auch.”

You loved him too.

#könig x reader #könig call of duty #könig imagine #konig x reader #cod mw2 #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #call of duty

[anticanonsposts]

Fluff Alphabet-König

A= Affection (How they like to show their love.)

I feel like he’s into acts of service, like if he wakes up before you he’ll leave your coffee on the counter made, or if you get up before him you’ll come home to the bed made very nicely.

When you are in a more private setting he just likes to have a hand resting on you in some way.

He also does it by just remembering almost everything yo say, things you like, things you’ve done, things you want, he has a list of all that. 

B= Beauty (What do they especially admire about you?)

Mainly how strong and determined you are, that you have had some difficulties in life but nothing really deters you from trying new things. 

He also likes the black and white way you are with him, with most of the world you are confident and assertive but with him you are much softer and more gentle.

There’s just this warmth that radiates from you whenever he's near you.  

C= Cuddles (How they like to cuddle you.)

Despite the size I feel like he likes to be held, big spoon/little spoon he does not care.

He really likes having a bed that’s big enough for him though, once you guys move in together you specifically have to go buy one that will work for the both of you.

He usually likes to bury his face in whatever body part he is facing, he just really wants to be breathing in your scent. 

D= Dancing (Their favorite place to dance with you.) 

He has one of two places that are his favorites

The first is in the kitchen, usually impromptu when one of you is cooking/cleaning in the kitchen, playing music and the other comes up and starts to sway with the other.

His second favorite is when you are both (mainly he) are plastered at a club or party or something and since he’s drunk his anxiety is a lot less and he gets to just zone out with you pressed against him, moving to the rhythm of the music.  

E= Excitement (Do they get excited with you about things?)

Once he gets comfortable around you he will go into detail about things he is interested in.

He will also get super excited when you show interest in these things, especially when you make an effort to learn German.

He is over the moon when you and his mom start talking to each other on the reg, she quickly becomes obsessed with you and starts to always ask about you when he calls her.

He also loves when you rant about things you are interested and passionate about, it makes him really happy that you feel like you can talk to him about these things. 

F= First Date (Your first date together.) 

He is pretty traditional so he insists on taking you out to eat for your first date, but given his nervousness around a lot of people and the fact that he is already nervous because you actually said yes, you end up going on a picnic in a  park with some people in it.

He wants to make sure you also feel safe, not going to a super secluded area witha giant man for the first time.

I’m not gonna lie, your first date would probably be a little awkward because he doesn't have too much experience with first dates. 

But if anything he just wants to hear from you as much as possible.

G= Goals (Do they have things they want to achieve? Do they include you in these things?)

His ultimate goal for his future is to have a quieter, more boring life, preferably with a partner to share it with.

But more short term, to find a partner he loves, he wants to make them his and himself theirs.

H= Honesty (How open are they with you?)

Definitely not open at first, due to his anxiety he tends to get in his own head a lot and will be silent a lot around you at the beginning of your relationship.

You end up having a couple conversations with him about this, explaining to him how it makes you feel. 

But once you are in a  committed relationship and he knows he loves and trusts you, he gets to the point that he tells you pretty much everything.

He is able to truly trust you and tell you things he never thought he would tell another person. 

I= I Love You (Do they say it alot? Did they say it first?)

He for sure said it first and was nearly shitting himself when he said it to you the first time.

When you said it back he almost couldn’t believe it but then was over the moon for the next week, literally nothing made him upset that week.

Once you have both said it to each other, he says it to you like five times a day, at first just to hear you say it back, but also because he was so happy that he was now free to say it.

J= Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

He for sure does at the beginning, but it is more so jealousy because of his insecurities about himself rather than you.

He has full confidence that you would never cheat on him with anyone but he is insecure about the things he can improve on the others are already experts at.

But he gets better especially when you give him loving looks from across the room when you are at the gathering together. 

K= Kiss (Their favorite place to kiss you.) 

It's simple but he loves to kiss your cheek.

Usually he grabs your chin/face, but very gently.

He really likes how warm and plump your cheeks are and how they feel on his lips.

But when you kiss him on the cheek he blushes and his face/chest gets so red. 

L= Little Spoon (Who’s the little spoon?)

Let’s be honest obviously he likes to completely wrap around you like a big spoon but…

He fucking loves being the little spoon, he just feels very safe with you, and on a more superficial level he likes how your tits feel pressed against his back. 

M= Melody (What’s your song together?) Hehe I have no idea <3

N= Nicknames (Do they use nicknames for you?)

He uses pretty basic ones in English like sweetheart and babe but he has a phase where all he calls you is ‘my beauty’.

More often than not though he calls you pet names in German. 

O= Open Book (How hard was it to get to know them?)

Definitely very closed off at first, he doesn't like to open up to too many people but once you’re in his bubble, he talks your ear off. 

Once he trusts you there aren't many thoughts that he does not feel comfortable sharing with you.

P= PDA (How affectionate they are in public.)

Because of his social anxiety he is not very into PDA only because he already commands a lot of attention in public, and doesn’t want anymore. 

That being said he will always be holding your hand and likes it when you grab his arm at the same time.

Now when he’s drunk, it’s a completely different story, he is constantly kissing you and has his hands on your hips and waist.

If you guys are walking home from a bar he doesn’t pay too much attention so he repeatedly lifts you off the ground unintentionally as you walk as he pulls you closer to him. 

Q= Quirk (A weird but loveable trait of theirs.)

The shower always makes him sneeze, like without fault every time this man takes a shower he starts sneezing.

One time when you two were having sex in the shower, his face scrunched up and he sneezed which just caused you to start giggling and then he got shy. 

R= Romance (How romantic are they?)

Romance is this man’s forte, but you are quite literally the center of his world and he wants to make sure you know that constantly.

Surprise flowers? Check. Surprise little gifts? Check. Small intimate moments with you everyday? Check.

S= Secrets (Do they keep secrets from you?)

Like explained before, he definitely keeps secrets from you at first, before he feels completely comfortable around you. 

Especially because of his past of being bullied, he feels like it’s shameful and doesn’t like to tell people about it, but once he does open up there is no judgment from you, and it just solidifies how he feels about you. 

On a lighter note he has a really hard time keeping fun secrets from you, like gifts and surprises he has planned, he gets very nervous and goes silent a lot more. 

He’s the type of guy to be thinking in his head how excited he is and wanting to tell you, his best friend about it but then reminding himself that you are the recipient of the secret. 

T= Thrill (Do they like to keep the relationship new and exciting?)

He definitely loves domestic bliss because of the chaos that he has had in his career since he was 17. 

That being said, he loves to do anything that makes you happy, and he really likes to travel with you.

Especially when he brings you to Austria and you meet his mom and see where he grew up.

U= Understanding (How they comfort/support you when you’re upset or anxious.)

He does a lot of nurturing type behaviors when he notices your anxiety flaring up, like rubbing your back and giving you small touches in an attempt to ground you. 

He also really wants you to communicate with him when you feel like this because he just wants to know from you, what you need to be comforted.

Since he has a lot of experience with anxiety he understands how far from reality your thoughts can get, and its something that brings you closer together since neither of you have to explain your feelings/thoughts to the other. 

V= Vexed (How easily they lose their temper.)

Outside of his job he is actually pretty cool and level headed. 

Unless of course he is out with you and someone disrespects you.

Like if you are out in public and someone says something or does something so outrightly rude to you he usually starts to bitch them out. 

Or if you are having issues with your family. 

You tend to have this same behavior towards people disrespecting him which again just makes him feel very connected to you, knowing that he can always depend on you.

He would never yell at you out of anger or let his anger scare you in any way.

W= Weakness (What’s their weakness when it comes to you.) 

Touch this man’s forearm and he will bark like a dog, that’s literally all it takes.

If you're asking him for something while circling your thumb on his forearm he will immediately say yes.

He also has a huge weakness for your eyes, and if you make eye contact with him and ask for something he will almost always say yes and give you anything you want.

X= Xtra (Random hc about them.) 

Anytime he reads a book he always has a pen/pencil with him.

The books he has read are all filled with underlines and circles of passages he likes, words he thinks are cool, or parts that he thinks are beautiful and/or well written.  

Y= Years to Come (How they imagine your future together.)

He truly just wants a future with you and is willing to have it any way you want. 

If you want to marry him he would be overjoyed but he also respects you if you just want a lifetime partner status.

But bottom line he knows he wants to be with you for the rest of his life. 

Z= Zzz ( How they are when they sleep.)

I saw someone else say this and I agree, that since he is so used to sleeping in beds that are too small for him when he worked, he typically curls up quite a bit when sleeping.

However with you he really likes it because you don't care how much space he takes up as long as one of you is laying on the other. 

Also he becomes more and more of a deep sleeper as your relationship progresses.

I also think he might snore a little bit, at the very least it is a very deep and heavy breather. 

At first he’s worried that will keep you from falling asleep, but you also sleep with like 3 white noises playing so you tell him that you can’t really hear him.

#konig fluff #konig x reader #konig cod #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #fluff #fulff alphabet

[androhtl]

Hey girly❤️❤️, I just wanted to see if you could do some head cannons bout Tom and Bill with a Russian reader. Like she’s also famous and sings or plays guitar in a band but she has like a accent and pronounces words wrong.

Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

HOT RUSSIAN MAMA — kaulitz twins

we are ALL going to ignore the fact that i took a long ahh break from requests for a while ok? ok!

also i apologize if i get anything in russian wrong, i only know enough russian in order to communicate with my grandparents but they dead asf now so i haven't used it in a while!!

TOM KAULITZ:

hello there beautiful

or should i say

hallo schönes mädchen

he.. can't speak russian

you've tried to teach him it since he kept on begging and begging

but it lead to nothing

anyways!!

he's your band's biggest fan

and i mean

BIGGEST fan

attends EVERY concert and for some reason he's also in the meet and greet line??

he's WHIPPED MISS MA'AM

he first met you when your band and his were invited to an interview together

your accent

oh god

your accent

he found it so hot

the interviewer thought that it would be funny to do an accent game

" (name)! could you please read these words in english?"

" uhh yes sure!" Иди на хуй, подонок

idi na hui, podonok | fuck yourself, scumbag (or sum around there)

that THAT caught tom's attention

now he didn't know any russian ( still doesn't)

but he found it HOT

anyways! back to the accent game!!

he laughed at you as soon as you messed up one of the words

he still does this

if you take him with you to the recording studio to record your new song and accidentally let your accent slip.. oh boy

all production has to be stopped for 10 minutes while this boy gets the giggling out of his system

he sometimes repeats it

however if you felt insecure about it and told him

he'd never laugh or mock you EVER again

he really doesn't want to purposefully hurt your feelings

BILL KAULITZ:

now unlike his brother, bill has never laughed at your accent

but he does have moments where he can't understand you due to how thick it can get

" look bill it's ah ford fuckus the car you've always wanted eh?"

" ... the ford WHAT?"

" ...... ford fuckus?"

" focus baby, FOCUS."

" ??? focus on what, bill i am very focused."

yeah he just tends to give up

he loves hearing you sing in russian however

you guys met at a music award show

surprisingly you were the host

this boy MELTED when you gave him the award

love at first sight to be honest

now back to more funny russian moments

there would be days when you'd forget certain words in english and would only remember them in russian

on those days poor bill has to pay MAX attention to context clues

"neh, bill look at that uhhh, uhh, ah cyka uhh what's it called?"

" a car?, bird?, a dog?"

" нет,нет, нет, uhh the ба́бушка!" ( "nyet, nyet, nyet", "babushka"| "no, no, no", "grandmother")

"..the fucking WHAT?"

" THAT!"

yeahh you usually end up pointing at them

after that he started learning russian from you

in exchange he's teaching you german

now he can understand you no problem

maybe a little bit TOO much

he's a victim of the " (name) and (name)'s | (name)' mom gossiping hours"

the press call you a perfect match

there's also a lot of compilations of you with your thick accent trying to talk to an interviewer while bill just smiles at the poor interviewer on myspace

#bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #gustav schäfer #georg listing #bill kaulitz x reader

[mac-lilly]

Mega Con London BTS Recap

Since this is a more personal recap of MegaCon London (and a bit of a comparison with Back to the Musical World con by Dream It), I didn't include it in the JATP info dump from yesterday.

BTTMW backstory

Let's do some backstory first. As you may know, the official JATP cancellation was announced at the first Back to the Musical World con back in 2021. I wasn't there for multiple reasons including Covid but also I just got into the fandom and it felt weird. I'm socially awkward - I cannot look into people's eyes, I stutter - especially when talking English - or ramble and I struggle to just touch strangers which is not helpful for photo ops.

So what I was supposed to do there? These people are actors - strangers I have nothing to do with. They aren't the characters I've fallen in love with. Yeah, not my thing, I thought.

However, when the BTTMW2 got announced, I was like 'You know, let's go to just show the cast how much you loved the show'. It was supposed to give me some closure. So I went.

And while the con was a fucked-up disaster in terms of organization and schedule - on Sunday, Charlie signed autographs until 10 pm, and Owen would have done the same if his mom hadn't cut off his line. (On that note: Never mess with a German mom protecting her kid. You'll lose.) But meeting the cast was an entirely different experience. I'd never interacted with them before, so I was anxious as fuck. However, they were so nice and considerate - and seeing them goof around was just adorable.

(And this pic is still one of my fav pics ever.)

And not just the cast. I met so many amazing people there who are now my friends. Big shoutout to them!

So, despite my hatred for Dream It, I went to BTTMW4 (and thankfully it was less chaotic than BTTMW2). But I was also determined to go to MegaCon bc I knew Jeremy wouldn't come back to Paris. (Unlike the other JATP cast members, he's done plenty of other cons before and knows that you shouldn't be so drained that require alcohol to make it through the day.)

BTTMW vs MegaCon London

So, just in general: MegaCon was clearly the better experience.

Firstly, it was cheaper than DI. Much cheaper.

(Note 1: The * prices are from 2022 since Jeremy wasn't at BTTMW4. In 2023, the photo with Madi, Owen & Charlie was already €180. All four would have been over €200 for sure.

Note 2: The prices for MegaCon were originally in £. The price in € is what I paid according to my credit card.

Note 3: Even though not 100% accurate: € = $)

Obviously, Charlie canceled later. But I automatically got a refund. So bonus for MegaCon.

Unlike with Dream It, you were allowed to film and take pictures everywhere, which was cool. And since the panels were exclusively in English, you actually got way more content. The panels were also much longer, and it seemed like the cast was more at ease. For example, Owen started to play body drums on stage, and he initiated the boomshakalaka without being drunk. This is such an incredibly sad thing to say, but I've never seen him that relaxed during a panel.

Also, shoutout to the many fans that were at the Saturday panel. According to the hist, it was the largest crowd they had on Saturday. (If MegaCon had been smarter and had announced the Sunday panel before the people got their passes, it would have had a huge audience, too.)

The autographs ran smoothly, and there was always a queue, which was good bc Own confirmed that it was Jeremy who convinced MegaCon to invite him and Charlie. (Madi got invited later - I assume after people haunted them on IG about her.) MegaCon was wary about it bc they had no idea if the cast was worth the money. I hope the audience on Saturday, the lines for the autographs, and the massive delays at the photo studio caused by the JATP fans (and technical issues) convinced them.

Side note: After Charlie canceled, I got an email from MegaCon. And obviously, I know they just used some phrases to placate us. But I still hope they meant it when they wrote,

MegaCon, you won't read this. But if you get them again, I'll be there!

(And again shoutout to the amazing people I met in London. To my fellow German tumblr friends: I loved meeting you guys and hanging out with you!)

So the only thing that wasn't great were the photo ops. Yeah, most of the Saturday photos are terrible bc of the fucked-up lighting, and due to technical issues, there were so many delays. (Though to be fair, BTTMW also had issues with photo ops.)

So overall, I genuinely enjoyed MegaCon, and I'm very excited to head off to Dublin on Saturday to give Jeremy the birthday card. To all the people who signed it: THANK YOU!

Some other random things that don't fit anywhere

Not Owen assuming that Deutsche Bahn must always be on time bc Germans are always on time. Bro, I know it's been a while since you visited Germany ... but please, that was mean.

When I gave him ghostie!Willie, Owen told me how much his family loves the little ghosties 🥹🥹🥹 (which explains why his dad was in my IG stories after he posted the pic of the ghosties.)

It's random, but this con was so much more balanced in terms of fans. I remember fans being kinda uninterested in Jeremy at the BTTMW - some fans even got angry at him bc he refused certain poses. At MegaCon, the interest was equally split between those three, and it made me happy.

Here's the lovely ghost merch I bought at MegaCon. Obviously, the pride ghost and the skateboard ghost are Willex, the couple is Juke, and the ghosts with the kitty and the one with the pumpkin are both Reggie! (I talked to the guys running the stalls, and they were so baffled about all the JATP fans - a few Fantoms came over from the US and Canada just for this con.)

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #jatp cast #personal

[konigsprinzessin]

donnerkeil. part four, yandere!könig x reader

hi! i’m back! please like and reblog! also this was only edited once so if there’s any mistakes let me knowwwwww!

it was unfortunate that everything was closed. he offered kindly to take you out that afternoon to learn more about each other although the realization that it was sunday made him feel like an idiot. his plan to continue the rest of the day with you was interrupted as quite literally- nothing was open. the shops and restaurants closed. he wasn’t going to invite you into his apartment yet, he didn’t want you to think he was insane and/or trying to prey upon you. 

he didn’t think he was insane. just someone with a lot of emotions.

maybe.

he held your basket in his hands walking by your side yet slightly trailing behind you, following your lead. you were making you way back to your apartment, knowing the tall man was following beside you. you were deciding whether or not to invite the man you just met not more than an hour ago into your living space, into your space, into your apartment. the fact that you couldn’t make your mind was eating you up with stress and anxiety. 

he seemed kind enough but you were from a place were the meaning of “stranger danger” was more severe and realistic compared to the small austrian countryside. everyone knew each other here and looked after each other, both the young and the old. walking besides you was the behemoth of a man. you could only imagine the looks on the little old ladies’ faces as your small frame was accompanied by the almost 7 foot giant, especially with how sweet and lovingly he was treating you. as well as him holding your little basket filled with fruits and other items from the market. 

“are you here for work?” he questioned. 

“school. i go to university of vienna.” you chirped. a certain “bounce” in the tone of your voice. 

“and what will you study?” he inquired. you were unable to see the smile forming on his scarred lips.

“i’m not too sure yet, i’m thinking something with science or health. for a while i wanted to be a teacher.” you giggled, letting a sigh escape from your parted lips.  

“wow, you’re so smart then.” you felt a light blush cast over your cheeks because of his compliment. 

“and you? which university do you go to” you asked, turning your head to look up at him. könig was such a fitting name for him. you were still in belief over his height yet his calm and nice personality. he was soft spoken around you, in his line of work he would bark orders at men not that much older than you and slaughter men with guns twice your size. 

“uh i’m not a student anymore. i’m apart of the police? i think is how you say it?” he laughed in embarrassment, his voice was higher pitched clearly manipulating his voice to make it seem like his english skills were much more duller than what they actually were. könig had men deployed from america and other english speaking countries and put just as much fear into them as what he did the native german speaking recruits. you were too perfect to find out he was a colonel, a military man, a murderer. 

“oh my, what type of policework do you do? i know its a lot different from what the policework is like back home. but i’ve never met an officer before.” 

“nothing happens here but if a fight happens or if there’s loud music i deal with that. nothing too crazy.” he followed as you turned right on the cobblestone sidewalk, he let you walk on the slightly elevated sidewalk while he trailed right besides you on the side of the road. by no means was it a busy street so there was no reason to be worried about speeding cars. you saw your terracotta coloured apartment and stopped outside the brown oak door. könig quickly caught on that the door behind you was yours, and that led to your house. you led him to it without a second thought, no doubts in your mind that he could be dangerous at all- to you he was a gentle giant. you had let him right to the place you felt most safe in. all he had to do was wait for you to open that door and he could rush you. throw that stupid fucking basket on the floor. hold his hand over your mouth, threaten you and tell you that you’re coming with him. tell you that you’re never going to see that room again and you’d drop out of school as soon as you were settled in his apartment. which wasn’t too far for someone who was familiar with the area but it was far enough for a foreigner to get lost. 

“ah.” he trailed, handing you the basket. you held the straw handle within your fingers. his hand quickly brushed upon yours but that didn’t make him falter- not yet at least. he decided then it wouldn’t be the best time to attack you in mid-morning plus you needed to gain his trust just a little bit more. 

funny how within those few hours he figured that you’d make the perfect wife for him. all you need is him and all he needs is you.

“i’m sorry, i would invite you in but my flat is a mess.” you laughed, rubbing your arm in shame. “i can give you my number though! if you want it that is.” you looked back up at him with the most angelic smile könig had ever seen. he is the reason why you were smiling so wide. you were too perfect for this cruel world, too innocent to know what he does for work and too precious to know the thoughts and fantasies crowding his mind. 

#konig #konig x reader #konig x you #konig mw2 #konig cod #MW2 #mw2 x reader #yandere!konig #yandere!konig x reader

[synergysilhouette]

Reimagining a Disney musical about "Rapunzel"

I started doing this with "Wish" and continued on with "Frozen," so why not do it for "Tangled"? My rewrites are more important to me, but spitballing these concepts are fun, too! I hope you enjoy what I have cooked up. BTW, I think the setting of "Tangled" was inspired by Germany, so I'd keep that for "Rapunzel"--though I wouldn't be as much of a stickler for the fashion here since the silhouettes and designs don't quite match up with my image for the characters.

Plot

The kingdom of Rampia is home to a witch. No one knows much about her, and no one dares ask. But one day, she disappeared, some say with her arms filled with gold. She vanished to the far reaches of the kingdom to an abandoned tower, coveting whatever she had like a miser. But what would happen when that secret escaped? What havoc would she wreak to get it back?

Principal characters

Rapunzel--Curious, athletic, and hungry for knowledge, she has lived in the tower all her life. Born with beautiful golden hair that is now beyond 100 feet long (and never gets dirty or matted), she was taken by the sorceress Gothel the day she was born. Despite Gothel's attempts to keep her at home, Rapunzel desires to see the world, and does so by escaping with Prince Rudolph, who one day manages to find the tower. While she returns to her family and forms a romance with the prince, the townsfolk do not take to her, seeing her as the daughter of a witch and destined to bring them unhappiness. They treat her similar to Pocahontas in her sequel film, both exotifying and fearing her, seeing her as inferior to them and yet more dangerous. Gothel retaliates to her escape and curses the kingdom with being surrounded by imprisoning the prince inside his own castle, using thistles to encase the area. She invites Rapunzel to come and save him, but warns that the young woman with have a reunion with her "mother" if she does so. The curse quickly turns people against Rapunzel even more, and she must venture into the maze of a castle if she wishes to rescue her love and his family.

Prince Rudolph--A handsome, cunning, sassy, and somewhat vain prince, he accidentally stumbles onto Gothel's tower, which was the last thing he wanted to do. Despite his skillset, he is easily frightened off, and the thought of coming face to face with a witch was enough to frighten him for life. He's actually got a soft spot for kids and animals, and can be quite helpful when the need (for him) arises. When he manages to capture the heart of the "witches' daughter," there is much debate, with concerns that Rapunzel put a spell on him, with whispers of getting rid of her (or even the monarchy itself) beginning to rise.

(Note: Have NOT established whether or not I'd make him Southern European or Middle Eastern in contrast to German. I'm just gonna keep his German name rn.)

Gothel--A woman who has lived long and seen much, she was denied a special herb by a man when she was pregnant, and was unable to save her child. In revenge, when the man needed an herb of hers for his own wife, she gave it to him in exchange for the child in her womb. She raised Rapunzel as her own, but as she began to look like her parents and act of her own accord, any affection Gothel might have felt for her turned to anger and envy for the child she lost, and abused Rapunzel mercilessly. However, she had grown so used to her company that she couldn't imagine life without her, and when she falls in love and escapes from the tower, Gothel vows to take everything from her until she's all she has left.

Music

All For You--A rather long song, dedicated to the heartbreak Gothel goes through to save her child all for it to be for nothing, and for Rapunzel's parents to trade her in order to save her.

Not Today--Similar to "Mother Knows Best" and "Stay With Me," Gothel continually stalls Rapunzel by outwitting her, thus proving she isn't prepared to leave the tower.

Fantasy--Rapunzel daydreaming about traveling, about how different the world is from what she's learned (because reading and experiencing are two different things), as well as Rudolph singing about his own dream of becoming king and how "easy" everything will be.

At Last--Rapunzel is finally free from her tower and able to explore the world that's no longer a fantasy in her mind. As she experiences the world with Rudolph, she realizes how much she's falling for him, and vice versa.

Never--Gothel attempts to bring Rapunzel back to the tower peacefully, but when she refuses, Gothel vows to take everything from her, saying "never say never; it's much longer than forever."

Be Strong--Rudolph sings this to comfort a scared Rapunzel as she works to free him and face Gothel, realizing that the world is just as dangerous as Gothel told her and feeling guilt for bringing Rudolph pain, though he states that with love comes pain, and that he wouldn't trade it for anything.

Tonight--The finale, a powerful ballad where Rapunzel reflects on all she's learned and seen, and how the next day could bring just as much trouble as the past few ones have, but tonight, she has peace, she has love.

Lemme know what you think! I don't hate "Tangled," but I'd have enjoyed some different things from a Disney musical about Rapunzel.

#disney #disney princess #tangled #rapunzel #disney animation #the arcana #lucio #gothel #lady tremaine

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

I'm just bored because Till's solo only has 2 themes - violence against himself and porn. He has every right to do it, but every single video is the same. There's nothing shocking or artistic when it's repeated over and over again.

I very much doubt any of the Rammstein guys stepped in. Just how Richard would hate if Till told him how to do Emigrate, Till would not appreciate the vice versa.

Sure, he could be a bit more sensitive considering the time in his life, but on the other hand, why should he if he feels he hasn't done anything illegal? Morality is for others to discuss, after all.

For me personally, Till's solo work was better with Peter, but that's neither here nor there. I never particularly enjoyed his solo music videos, again, because of the same recycled themes.

But then again, maybe it's a good thing? He gets it out of his system because I don't think Rammstein would do videos like that. And before anyone mentions Pussy, that was obligatory and quite obvious video to make for such song. I don't see them repeating it.

OMG, if any of the Rammstein meddlers interfered with Emigrate, i bet we could hear Richard bitching about it from here 😄

I ❤️ Till's poetry, and i love him doing remakes of older German songs like 'Alle Tage ist kein Sonntag', he has such a good voice for that (i would love to hear him do some Brecht/Weil material). But most of his videos for me contain too much 'let's see how we can hurt Till in an all new way this time', but fortunately, this new one wasn't one of them 🌺

Actually i thought his videos were indeed just sex, hurt and blood, but with this latest video tieing in with NSL, i'm wondering if he would be inclined to go on a literature-inspired spree. Till is obviously a well-read person, and with the trio Schweiss, Lecker, Nass being Le petit Prince, and Entre dos Tierras i strongly think is 'The island of Dr. Moreau', i would love him doing more in that direction 🌺

#till solo work #i would love to talk literature with him #till lindemann

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

I saw you hc L as autistic so maybe him with an autistic reader who's not the quiet type? (flappy hands, vocal stims, loud music instead of noise cancelling headphones; idk how to explain it)

-🦇

Summary: Headcanons for L Lawliet x reader. Both are autistic, but polar opposites in how they do things/handle their autism.

Credits: L Lawliet- Death Note, Divider- Benkeibear, Cover picture- Pinterest

A/n: Grrr I love getting to write for L! He's such a goober and I love getting to elaborate on my general headcanons for characters <3 ALSO 🦇 anon left a little bit ago, but I am still fulfilling this request they left for me so if you want the anon name, feel free to take it

Thank you so much for requesting!

Autistic!L Lawliet x Autistic!Reader who are polar opposites

L has always been rather quiet, even as a child

He didn't start talking until about 6, and even then he only began talking because it communicated his needs more efficiently

He prefers quiet spaces and being alone, because it allows him to focus more

He also hates chaos or unplanned things. If he has time to plan something out to a T, he can make sure nothing will go wrong, therefore insuring the safety of everyone

This being said, he never thought you were someone he'd remotely like being around, let alone dating you

No offense, but you are literally everything he hates

And when he comes into contacts with the things that make him uncomfortable (such as chaos, loudness, etc) he can get panicky

He will quickly become overwhelmed and irritable, meaning the littlest things can make him snap

If he can't focus how can he save the world? If the world isn't saved by him than who will do it? Panicking isn't helping though, it's making things worse. Oh god, he can't stop! He can't think straight long enough to calm down!

And then kaboom, he basically just shuts down

The second he met you he was on his guard, knowing this likely wouldn't end well

He prefers to not work with people, but he can handle them as long as they're quiet

This is entirely out of the question

As you can guess, your first meeting is almost a disaster

Well, everyone else didn't know it was a disaster of course. They actually thought it went pretty well!

But in actuality, L was completely overwhelmed by you

Not even you actually, just the idea that you might overwhelm him

TLDR: He became overwhelmed thinking about how overwhelmed you might make him, so you essentially did nothing wrong lol

After this, he keeps his distance

Of course though, this makes for a bad work environment

So he nervously invites you into his hotel room and explains things to you

How he feels around you, explaining his autism (which he refuses to do under normal circumstances), and asking you to explain yours as well so he can formulate an arrangement for you to be around each other without causing him to panic

After this communication is had, working together is a lot smoother

He considers you a better acquaintance than the rest of his employees

Meaning he feels closer to you

However, when you begin dating your differences are just another quirk to him that he finds endearing

He loves to see you get excited and flap your hands, he loves to see you dance to your loud music, he loves all of it

If he isn't in the headspace for loudness though, he will of course inform you before going off to be alone

If you want to try to accommodate his preferences into your behaviors is up to you, but he is perfectly happy either way

He finds himself feeling safe around you because of your loudness

Like, you are a German Shepard and he is a hurt bird

He'll hide behind you with his big ol' eyes staring at his surroundings while you fight off anyone that might be too much for him

And being exposed to you all the time helps him expose himself little by little to things that would previously make him very uncomfortable

For example, he can now go out in public without panicking over how many people there are and how many things could go wrong for short bursts of time

And he is now fine with soft music playing in the background while he works rather than just total silence the entire time

He also likes that having you around means you can do the talking for both of you and he doesn't have to actually break his focus for anything

the goobies <33

#death note x y/n #death note x you #death note x reader #death note #l death note #death note l #l lawilet #l lawliet x reader #l lawliet x you #l lawliet x y/n #l lawliet hcs

[livetogether--diealone]

Seb neuro surgeon for a day and it's immediately sewis medical drama au but only the funny episodes

Things finally started coming into focus, or at least this was what Lewis kept telling himself while trying to wake up from his surgery, nothing major just a routine appendectomy. Well not really routine because that would have meant to schedule one not being rushed into one because he ignored all the signs and pushed through the pain. But at some point his body gave up, he would have preferred not to faint in his colleague's arms making Seb going through probably every single german swear word plus a few ‘I’ve told you to get it checked out’; but alas here he was staring at Seb sitting on a chair next to his bed, a jar with a brain in some kind of liquid in his lap.  

“What the fuck” Lewis managed to munch out.  

Seb tapped on the jar “Oh, don’t worry I’m putting this back inside as soon as possible” and he cheekly smiled at him, the hint of worry from the morning completely gone.

Lewis wasn’t a neurosurgeon, bones were his thing, cracking them, putting them back together, a little mayhem and too loud music was his specialty; but even with the anaesthesia still in his body he knew the brain was not supposed to be outside of his head, definitely not in Sebastian’s hands, he tended to leave everything everywhere. “People still laugh at this joke?”  

“I’ll have you know this is my n.1 dad joke, kids love it” Seb very dramatically faked a frown “I thought you liked my dad jokes”.  

“Because I like you” he extended his hand to the blonde.

But still he wasn’t having it “You like me so much to fall face flat on the cafeteria's floor, ignoring all my advice, I was right by the way about your appendix, I had to get Nico, NICO Lewis of all people to do this damn surgery on you because who else would have been in today, you scared me okay?” the anger lasted only the duration of his spiel and he was already holding Lewis’ hand.  

“You caught me, didn’t you?” and Lewis smiled at him like he was everything.  

“Stop being all handsome, I have to work, I need to focus or Charles will put a real brain in this thing, and I’m still angry” he grabbed the jar and got up to leave, but not before stepping closer to Lewis’ bed propping one knee on the mattress and kissing him softly, he tucked one of Lewis’ braid behind his ear “Bye dummy, I was still right” and he left.  

Lewis gave him a non-caring look but screamed after him“I thought you were angry”  

Seb’s head popped back into frame “Yes, but I’m not depriving myself of a kiss” and winked at him.

Lewis let out an exasperated groan.

“And you need a lip balm!” oh the never-ending teasing, Lewis kinda missed it maybe he should ignore more often Seb’s advice.  

#this just flashed through my mind #so yeah here we go #lewis hamilton #sebastian vettel #sewis #f1 rpf #jo.fic #yeah still is one kinda

[besidemethewholedamntime]

Hi! I've written something once more which is unlike me these days but here we are. For the absolutely wonderful bean that is @2minutes2midnight - Zuza you are absolutely amazing and this is for you! I hope you enjoy <3

(Oh, and she also made this banner!)

heel for heel and toe for toe

Summary:

"“Oh, right, because you’re so perfect, Little Miss Grip-On-Too-Tight-Until-She-Draws-Blood.”

She comes close and flicks the spot on his shoulder where a small spot of blood has stained his white shirt. “It’s a little scratch, you can barely even see it.”

He points to the spot. “Blood.”

She has the good sense to look mildly abashed but turns away without saying anything else. The dancing lessons have set them both on edge. They were supposed to be a mild refresher before the wedding, just about ensuring everyone was on the same page. With the way they’re dancing, the almost-newlyweds don’t even appear to be in the same book."

Pre-wedding dancing lessons go about as smoothly as anything else in their lives. Maybe it's something deeper. Part 11 of my Modern Royalty AU.

{Read on Ao3}

or read the first wee bit below!

“Alright, I think we shall take a break for a moment or two, and then we shall come back.”

The exasperated, German-accented call comes from their dance tutor, who switches off the music and leaves the room before either of them can decide to argue with her. Since they have spent the better part of the past hour arguing with each other, it probably was a safe bet to assume that their ire was next to be turned on her. It’s a logical decision for her to make them take a breath, and for her to step away whilst doing so. Unfortunately, logic is the last of their considerations.

“Well, where’s she going?” Fitz fumes. “How’re we supposed to get better if she just abandons us!”

“She’s not abandoning us, Fitz,” Jemma scoffs, tossing her hair back like the princess she is. “She’s probably just sick to death of watching you stand on my foot every second step.”

“Oh, right, because you’re so perfect, Little Miss Grip-On-Too-Tight-Until-She-Draws-Blood.”

She comes close and flicks the spot on his shoulder where a small spot of blood has stained his white shirt. “It’s a little scratch, you can barely even see it.”

He points to the spot. “Blood.”

She has the good sense to look mildly abashed but turns away without saying anything else. The dancing lessons have set them both on edge. They were supposed to be a mild refresher before the wedding, just about ensuring everyone was on the same page. With the way they’re dancing, the almost-newlyweds don’t even appear to be in the same book.

“I don’t understand what’s so hard,” Jemma moans, and for a second Fitz is afraid that she’s going to stamp her foot. They would really be in uncharted territory there. “We’re usually brilliant at this. Everyone says so. Even my mother says so.”

The separation of Her Majesty from everyone else is not lost on Fitz, and he has to agree that usually, they are quite good at dancing. While he has never had the formal lessons that Jemma has - what with him being somewhat upper class but just not enough for him to require them – they always do quite well together. They flow, is the only way to describe it. When he holds her and she holds him in turn, they move together like nothing else. They are fluid, moving as one with the music as though they were born for this and only this. Even Hunter, seeing it occur once at a journalist ball, said it was ‘a bit of alright’. Coming from him, that was high praise indeed.

He supposes that’s why it is even more frustrating that they can’t co-ordinate their steps here. Or, more accurately, he can’t. They’re supposed to step left and he steps right, or he has to spin her but he does it with so much force that she gets tangled in on herself. Their tutor is patient, as much as she can be, but it only makes it worse. The thought of doing this at their wedding reception, in front of the hundreds of people who just had to be invited, sits like a rock in his stomach. There are going to be so many people there, and at the rate it’s going, they’re all just going to see him fail.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck. The ballroom they’re practising in suddenly seems incredibly small. “It’s just not working.”

“You’re not trying, you mean. Honestly, Fitz, if you would just listen when Greta directs you then-”

“I am listening, Jemma, you’re the one that’s whispering in my ear, throwing me off.”

“Well excuse me for only trying to help you get there because I don’t see you doing it on your own.”

“I could do it if everyone just stopped bothering me.”

“Bothering you? She’s trying to teach you. It’s not her fault that you can’t-”

“-have a bloody degree and you’re going on and on about rights and le-”

“-so stubborn it’s like you don’t even want us to look like we know each other, never mind married-”

Greta quietly slips back into the room, ready to get back into it and to corral her charges into creating something at least resembling a choreographed dance. She gives one look at the two of them – the heir to the throne and the son of a General – toe to toe, yelling at the top of their lungs, raises her eyes heavenwards and leaves them be. Supposedly they love each other so much that each would rather give up their lives than be without each other. Right now, with them both red-faced and bristling, she doesn’t believe it.

#fitzsimmons #aos #fitzsimmons fanfic #fanfic by moi #modern royalty au

[purlturtle]

2, 4, 9 for the soft asks? :)

Thanks for the asks! (list of questions)

2. what’s your feel-good movie?

I don't have one, per se - there are different things that I watch, depending on what I'm in the mood for. There's Much Ado About Nothing (although I haven't seen that one in a while, and only ever in the German dub 😅), or any of the original three Indiana Jones movies, or Austin Powers (again, haven't watched that in a long time), or Romancing The Stone, or a Star Trek movie (Undiscovered Country being my favorite but sometimes I just want something in the background and then it's Motion Picture time). More often than not, though, it's shows not movies, for example Murder She Wrote, or an English murder cozy.

4. what flower would you like to be given?

Anything non-toxic to cats, first off, and then things that smell good - I love how peonies look, for example, but I cannot stand their smell. Same for hyacinths. I love the scent of (most) roses! Right now it's tulip time and that's lovely too. I also like a nice bouquet with different colors and textures that combine well! But please don't give me potted plants; I'm not good at keeping them alive! 😅

9. what calms you down?

Unexpected answer, maybe, but: warmth. Warmth (especially close to my skin, like hot water bottles, hot showers, heating pads, heated seats in cars) has absolutely become a trigger for relaxation and de-stressing for me. I even have a heated bed! It's the next best thing to an embrace!

Also, Kopfkino/daydreaming. Sometimes I find my thoughts spiraling into unwanted directions, and then I tell my brain "if you *have* to imagine stuff, let's imagine *nice* stuff!" I have a few stories and scenarios ready for that, and it works pretty well - not always, but often enough that it is a real, solid solution. Not necessarily with the goal to write those stories, but with the express goal to feel better, get my brain to calm down, get my body to relax, all that.

Snuggles are also a good thing, as is Kraulen - there isn't really an English word for this AFAIK; it's when your partner runs their fingertips over the skin of your back, just barely this side of ticklish. The way it makes my muscles shudder and relax is also very calming. Same on my scalp! Love when someone runs their fingers through my hair.

And lastly, music. There are a few songs and classical pieces that serve to calm me down - slow, nice lyrics, nice instrumentation/arrangements, that kind of thing. Music ALWAYS makes me feel something, and some music makes me feel calm! Here's one that never fails to calm me down:

Again, thank you for asking! That was lovely!

#ask meme answered

[vaidehi-raghunatha]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! :3

Okay alright so here goes:

(Btw I've never thought of this before, I never really pondered on this question of the things that make me feel happy but still ig I'll give it a try)

1. BOOKS, BOOKS AND MORE BOOKS!! The first on the list, always, will remain books. I just cannot live without them, they're the bestest friends I've ever had, even more closer to me than my IRL friends actually. I remember my grandpa saying this one line to me always when I was young: that people don't just live their lives, they live their stories, stories that their destiny crafted for them, and since then I've always been hooked on to stories that intrigue me, inspire me, and fascinate me, so I'm someone who cannot live without books at all because I need to devour stories to survive lol, my sanity solely depends on how I dwell in my fantasies and dreams 24*7

2. Badminton 🏸!!! I never had a boyfriend or a love interest of any sort so I decided to fall in love with this sport instead lmao 🤣🤣🤣 but jokes aside, playing badminton is equivalent to breathing oxygen for survival at least for me, because this sport has taught me SO MUCH, even the limited amount of wisdom I have, is because of the millions of moments in time that I've dedicated to the game, badminton taught me to stay strong, to stay hopeful and to stay opportunistic lol. I made so many good friends in my journey of sporting, in fact I've visited half of India already thanks to the different national tournaments conducted periodically in different cities of the country, I owe so much to the game and ig I'll never be able to love a boy as much as I love this sport lmao 🤣🤣🤣 but yeah although I never got permission to pursue this sport professionally, I'm glad I at least got the opportunity to learn the skills and hone my talent in this field

3. My family: mom, dad, sistah and my pet German Spitz named Lucky, idk what I'd do without them 😭😭❤️❤️

4. Singing and dancing and poetry ARGHHHHH I WON'T SURVIVE IF I DON'T HAVE THESE IN MY LIFEEEEEE, penning short poems in Urdu, Hindi and English is a different level of luxury tbh, and who would not want to shuffle their legs and hands for a moment of bliss if there's a Krishna bhajan playing nearby? Who would not want to dance to the beat of the raindrops beneath the darkest of clouds to forget their miseries? Who would not want to hum to old retro duets of Lata ji and Kishore da if they hear it playing in some radio nearby? So u see, life without music, dance and poetry would obviously be equivalent to hell for anyone because these simple luxuries are what make life worth living

5. Idk what the heading for this should be, but.....amongst the top 5 things that make me happy, I absolutely have to mention this otherwise it would be dishonest on my part.

The biggest thing that gives me happiness is, seeing others laughing with a smile on their faces. There's so much of darkness and despair around us, isn't it? We try finding ways to get out of our traumas, our troubles, our battles, but what if there's no way out of it really? Don't they say that "struggle is the other name of life"?? We're born with our own personal destinies, our own ill fates and misfortunes, our own sufferings and burdens, and life is nothing but a constant process of making your way out of this mess, so sadness in a way is inevitable in everyone's life, but that doesn't mean happiness should be out of bounds right? U can find happiness in everything u see around you, everything that happens around you or what happens TO YOU, you just need to have the eyes to identify happiness and the heart to feel the bliss, as for me, I try finding happiness in other people's smiles, there are so many days when I have no reason to be happy, when I am constantly in a state of bad mood, but then when I help others out around me and see a smile on other's faces because of me, that's perhaps the happiest feeling I can ever experience, which is far more superior than all other sources of happiness I've described in the above 4 points. So perhaps "helping others out and making others smile around me" tops the list of "5 things that make me happy"

To everyone who came across this post, here's a happy hug 🫂✨ and the final thing I'd like to say is: I'M SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG POST PLEASE FORGIVE ME BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT SO PLEASE I'M SORRY IF MY LONG POST RUINED YOUR EYES

[chevvy-yates]

21 for Ryder, 24 for Thyjs, 28 for Jay, 31 for Vijay + 19 for everyone :P

19. are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

Ryder is quick to anger from one second of the other. You need to be careful not to bring it to the top. He's extremely prone to get angry as the rogue AI has major control over him and his emotions. He's aware of it though and always is super anxious to avoid it growing to fast. He doesn't like to be that angry but he can't stop it as he has no full control over it. He knows he can easily hurt people that way, be it just verbal or in the worst case life-endangering for others.

21. their favorite place to be?

In Night City? It is the Afterlife and in his favorite techno shack named 'Hell Bunker' under the Dark Matter building where they often host his favorite rave event 'Chrome Chamber Rave' (it is a head canon). Best rave event in whole NC. You get everything in there: hard beats, thick bass, chains everywhere as decorative elements, cages, neon lights and the music is always accompanied with a laser light show. People show up in various astonishing outfits, it has a big floor and two smaller ones, there's also a whole floor with two different dark rooms as well. If you're already a fan of Totentanz: Hell Bunker is 10x better! – It just depends on your taste in music.

Other places:

Tempelhofer Feld*, Berlin in Germany: When Ryder used to live in Berlin as a teen, he spent most of his free time there watching young Militech pilots train on the tarmac while he was daydreaming of a career as pilot as well. It was his favorite place and all his free time he was able to be outside he spent most of it there. Even when there was no training he just went there, sat down somewhere on the field or even at walkways and watched the clouds and the sky. Alone or with his then boyfriend Tommy. And even today he'S a little obsessed with it. He know every bit of history that happened at the Tempelhofer Field, from the first airship that went of there in 1897, to the history of the former airport there until the opening of the Tempelhofer Park in 2010*. during the 2040s Militech bought most of it and build a training base for pilot there, renovated the old tarmacs and since then it is a military base again with a small part still being accessible for Berlin's citizens as the Berliners loved their park so much that Militech wasn't able to get the entire place.

*Historically it was an area used for military practice, and as a parade ground of the Berlin garrison. It is closely linked to German military and aviation history. Love the thought so I integrated it into his back story. **It covers 355 hectares of the site (former airport, buildings and surrounding land incl), making it the largest inner city open space in the world.

19. are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

Thyjs is not quick to anger. It happens, though. You must be a real idiot and super careless and behave like a complete douchebag for that. If you claim to be a soldier and be of a higher rank than Thyjs and do not care about your mates and play solo – Thyjs will get angry. And he won't stay silent about it. And sore Thyjs … is like a pitbull. You would never think he would turn into this but his words will get loud, angry and they hurt as fuck, but are nothing but the truth.

24. do they have any creative hobbies? (art, writing, music, etc)

Thyjs plays piano. Classical piano. And he's good at this. He also likes to paint, preferably more a style of impressionism (as Van Gogh is his favorite artist). He didn't start painting until his accident so he needs to practice a lot and is in his finding phase. He mostly draws flowers. And he likes to create flower bouquets for it first, so he can draw his own still life. Thyjs loved flowers since he was a little boy, but it all got put aside once the drill started to turn him into a war machine. But now he's not on duty anymore he picks it all up (also his piano play) as sort of his own therapy to compensate his ptsd (and emotional numbing).

19. are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

For Jay it depends on the topic. If it's something he likes and you absolute talk disrespectful about it? He will get angry and literally spit the fitting words right back. He may even start to microhack you for it. Yes it's unfair, but Jay doessn't fucking care.

28. how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

When Jay cares, he also stops being "annoying". When he starts to care about someone it is because he likes them for their character. He will be nicer then, still a bit teasing though. And he definitely will stay at their side if he noticed they have a problem that needs solving (be it simple of difficult). He will lend an ear and offer his help no matter what. Jay will find a way :P And is he doesn't like someone? Again: microhacking, hehe. There's nothing more annoying than getting microhacked, especially when its another netrunner and Jay just knows he's better than the other in it (because he's special for reasons). It's mostly harmless hacks like some tiny cyberware malfunctions, or optic resets but also hacks like 'Murphy' that disrupt cyberdecks for a while causing it to randomly launch all of its applications, until the runner finds the cause. But beware, Jay may find too much joy in it and if he really hates someone for whatever reasons, this little mostly unharmful but annoying microhacking can end up in something more hurtful: Anti-personnel called 'Brain Wipe'.

19. are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

As like his brother, for V it depends on the topic. Vijay is a good soul, he's rarely really angry. Mostly he's just a little more or less upset but really angry? Like Ryder-angry? It is super rare. He may get angry about certain sea live topics and the continuous mass pollution in the ocean that is almost nonreversible. He's got a huge grudge against politics mostly because they do not care about the last remaining nature at all. So if you wanna make him angry, you must be a not caring politician. Oh and he absolutely hates it when Jay microhacks him just for fun. because Jay is one of the very few runners who definitely can bypass his ICE to cause mayhem to his C-Deck. And Vijay absolutely hates it when he gets e.g. Murphy-de or decKRASH-ed. Sometimes Jay thinks his lil' brother spends too much time in cyberspace (he's got a window open while in real life almost 24/7) and then uses decKRASH to drop V out of the net. Vijay gets furious when that happens because he knows it was his evil twin, but he knows Jay only means well for him because V definitely should turn off c-space for a bit as well (Jay is a lot in it as well but not that addicted to be in it 24/7 like V)

31. do they like receiving gifts? giving gifts? what is their ideal gift?

Vijay loves attention, and he loves gifts. Can be just a little thing, a bracelet, flowers, a plastic sea animal or a plush orca, 80s vinyls or just digital art you made for him. Vijay will give you the happiest smile ever.

#oc asks #about: ryder von scharfenberg #about: thyjs de wit #about: jaysen steyr #about: vijay steyr #thanks for asking <3

[spiderh0rse]

felix's mind notes part 3, e11-15

e11

can feel his sanity slippage. he's played the impossible quiz and survived so this is a bad sign

thinks escalators are fun

puts on a bad German accent for a minute

blames the galaxy and then the universe and then karma for his bad luck

not a Buddhist

cheated off his good friend Gregory for his final exam. That led to his doctorate somehow

metal music engage, Felix your voice is so quiet by comparison

processing the undead into regular dead

breaks out of felixland in the elevator and calls the past couple minutes a wonderful dream

does not like the nighttime here

got a good set of lungs on him!

sees a phone and immediately tries to call Superman

cannot ram a door open

"wheel things" You Mean A Valve?

"FREEDOM! IT BURNSSSSSS!"

impressed at how much skill it takes to make city 17 uglier

kleiner reminds Felix of captain picard

e12

wants to escape the ex city faster

wishes he had a jetpack

mocks the camera drones by calling them decepticons

NINJA AMBUSH

wishes he could've been a ninja

echelon,,,

has come to the realization that he's better than anyone around him

he's such a fucking gamer

knows nothing about bomb disposal

fire controls... Fifi,,,

placed third in high jump! I don't know when!

loves stealth loves not being seen. This is why he'd rather be the Spy than the Scout

overtaken by blorbo thoughts constantly

wants to go home :(

e13

COMIC FORMAT IT'S BAD

on the edge of death he claims. Hit by Sniper

wishes Joni well without him

admits he'd try to end it all himself to speed up the process of dying

greyscale? Wait no, flashback, black mesa east.

hates hydroelectric power

the mist in the fumigation chamber makes him cough horribly

annoyed at Mossman for gassing him

he has no lung capacity whatsoever

glad to hear they're a step ahead of the Combine somewhere

doesn't. Doesn't know what a postdoc is

excited to be able to teleport without going to Xen

tries to correct Eli about his identity by reminding him of that time he spilled acid all over Eli's report

calls that accident(?) "good times"

never actually did any scientific work

not looking forward to working with Mossman

seems surprised Breen is leading this whole business

Breen blocked Facebook at work

Felix uses Facebook

Felix would NOT want to take another teleporter ride

considers alyx in some fashion of attraction

has been meaning to work out again

recognizes the xenium crystal

familiar with Alien

casually correcting people getting his name wrong with no real push

has fixed tons of red rings in his time

pretty sure alyx wants to get in his pants. Vaguely and for once hopes she isn't

Gordon getting selected for the AMS experiment was literally a name picked out of a hat

didn't work in AnMat

finds the vague ravenholm story creepy

doesn't want to get fumigated again. Coughs his lungs out :(

e14

he's not sure where he is, but he sees train tracks

seems to be experiencing the citadel explosion

CHELL

Felix is in the dark and in. Nightmare sequence. Dies in there

his HEV suit shocks him back to consciousness! It reads off a litany of things done

Felix credits Joni but the resuscitation was a planned feature for hl2. And I love the HEV suit. I'm crediting it.

he's never taking this suit off again he says

familiar with Fear 2

likes having minions i think. Keeps calling the roller mines his minions

he. He can enter bullet time? At will?

his stomach still hurts :( got shot in the intestines after all

disgusted by sitting in blood for a second

Felix is in a lot of pain. "I'm only severely wounded, but okay," to having to run point

cannot make relatively short drops without injuring himself rn

admires Joni's sniper work

sad about forgetting her name. Blames selective retrograde amnesia and also "that stasis suit guy keeps putting me in"

hates poison headcrabs more than dying

if he were in Canada surgery to get the bullet out would be free

stole some of Gordon's gold

pretty sure Gordon wouldn't give him money for medical emergencies

wet cats his way down some stairs. Elects to perform self surgery

knows how to open his suit up

screaming the entire time he's taking the bullet out but DOES manage it

immediately gets back to work. No rest for Felix

e15

hopes the morphine takes effect soon

slightly resembles sliced swiss cheese

doesn't know why he's talking about becoming food products

assumes Gordon's password (???) will work on a combine door

captain Felix Freeman of the intergalactic house of pancakes

wait that's the password. It works.

Felix has been to Canada

HATES Canadian winters

oh I guess he lived there? Got a pool once to deal with the heat.

annoyed that his work in the citadel turns out to be undone

yeah he's just getting weapons that were not in half life

lightheadedness is just a side effect from the shield recharger. Felix desperately claims he needs it. Unfortunately he's built an immunity

hallucinates mario. Blames the morphine. Morphine does not do this.

ignores Mario

hates the antlion guardian

"your parent or legal guardian"

does not respect the term "oh snap"

has said "yes indeedio"

return to sender cash on delivery

considers city 17 hellish

doesn't trust anything sinister

thinks living in the vents would be safer than the actual city living spaces

thinks Joni might euthanize him if it became necessary. Doesn't want to think about that

deeply afraid of Explosives Room

#felix freeman #felix's mind #rmanotes #mindverse #THATS what i forgot last round of notes