Michael Kaiser — Language Barrier

PAIRING: Michael Kaiser/Reader WORD COUNT: 0.9k TYPE: Humor, Bad flirting WARNING(S): tw BOTCHED GERMAN (because I was always on that damn phone in german class) NOTE(S): Translations for whatever the hell I was trying to say at the bottom

Unlike what most people might assume, football is not your favorite game.

Well, you did come to Blue Lock to play football, and yeah, you do like it, maybe at times to the point of lunacy. But this turned out to be some grand orchestration with the purpose of showing you a much more fulfilling game to play — taking out your earbuds whenever Kaiser approaches you with his superiority complex drivel. Not like it stops him from talking to you (or, more accurately, talking at you), but you take great satisfaction in not having to listen to him. Especially since he always makes that cute displeased expression before you turn to walk away from him, much like a disgruntled cat.

You kind of wonder what crap he says about you behind your back sometimes, but it’s imperative for your image to hide your curiosity. He is a loser. You’re playing the game, and you’re winning, and he’s losing because you’re getting under his skin. (Just an example of your daily affirmations.)

Today, a new opportunity for entertainment presents itself. When you approach Kaiser before practice to get some shit talk out of the way, you notice that, for some reason, he isn’t wearing his pair either. Not like he needs them since his ass doesn’t have any friends other than Ness, who speaks the same language as him, but still. Does he think he can beat you at your own game, which you made up in your head? Over your dead body.

“Shithead,” you greet with a smile.

“Ich kann dich nicht verstehen.” He points at his ear in confusion.

“I see you had time to put on your clown makeup this morning.”

“Du kannst mich auch nicht verstehen. Was ist das Ziel?”

“Anyway, so,” you say, despite not catching a single word that came out of his mouth, but you want to give off the impression of dismissing him. “What should I talk about? I didn’t think this through.”

He grins back at you, apparently undeterred by the insufficient communication going on. “Du hörst gerne zu, wenn ich für dich Deutsch spreche. Ist das richtig?”

“Why do you look so slimy when you smile? Seriously, your face is disturbing.”

“Gestehst du dir endlich deine Gefühle für mich ein?”

“And you know what else? I was the one who wiped my snot on your jersey a few days ago, not Isagi.”

“Es ist ok, wenn du schüchtern bist. Du kannst es mir später noch einmal sagen. Vergiss Yoichi. Mit mir zu spielen, würde dir viel besser stehen.”

You know you’re the one who brought him up, but Kaiser is so obsessed with Isagi, and you can’t even blame him for the fascination. He’s always talking about devouring people and ruining their dreams and how happy it makes him or whatever while on the field, but the moment you stop playing, he starts acting all friendly. If your frontal lobe wasn’t eroding more and more the longer you stay in this football prison, there’s a slight possibility you might’ve found him weird.

“Aber ich kann zusehen, wie du verärgerst werden, wenn ich deine Schüsse abblocke, also ist es mir so oder egal,” he says, looking smug. “Ich liebe alle Gesichter, die du machst.”

Irritated by the sound of Kaiser’s voice, you take this up as a challenge to say more words than he did. On principle, you can turn any occasion into a competition. “The worst thing about you is that you’re a pretentious theater kid. ‘Ooh, look at me, I’ve got this shitty tattoo ‘cause I’m beautiful like a rose! Get it? And the thorns signify my awful personality, which is repellent to the general population. Get it? It shows I contain multitudes. Do you GET it yet?’”

Kaiser takes one of your hands between his, leaving it sandwiched, and stares at you as if he is trying to spontaneously make himself sparkle. To distract yourself from the urge to punch him, since you don’t want to be put in timeout, you mentally debate if German sounds like goofy gibberish to you only because you cannot understand it. “Deine Leidenschaft lässt mein Herz rasen. Und ich rufe diese Gefühle hervor? Wie schmeichelnd.”

You don’t know why, but you’re getting the feeling he said something sarcastic and annoying just now.

“You think you’re so much better than everyone else, with your Skype-colored eyes-”

Kaiser ignores the way you wretch your palm out of his hold and interrupts you with a mocking raise of his eyebrows. “Skype? Es ist unmöglich, dass du es noch benutzt… Willst du aus Kontaktdaten tauschen?”

You bet he’s talking mad shit about you right now. Actually, he doesn’t seem bothered by you at all, so you need to step it up. It’s dead serious. As serious as cholera.

“Hey, Kaiser.” This is a phrase so bare bones, he doesn’t need any fancy Mikage-brand translator to understand you.

He blinks at you in mild surprise, self-approving demeanor making way for a tamer, perhaps more neutral facial expression, and then he asks, “Ja?” as if it’s the only German word you know and he’s being accommodating. But you’re not going to deny or confirm this assumption.

You beam at him, then avert your eyes somewhere up to the ceiling while running over it in your head again, of course dragging out the suspense. Maybe this is your wishful imagination at play, but you think he’s kind of sweating. Then finally — finally! — you announce, “Sucken deezen Nutschen, Bozo.”

“Shithead,” he calls you. With a glare at that!

It lights up your whole world.

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Translations:

Ich kann dich nicht verstehen = I can’t understand you

Du kannst mich auch nicht verstehen. Was ist das Ziel? = You can’t understand me either. What’s the point/what’s the objective?

Du hörst gerne zu, wenn ich für dich Deutsch spreche. Ist das richtig? = You like listening to me speak German for you. Is that it?

Gestehst du dir endlich deine Gefühle für mich ein? = Are you finally confessing your feelings/affections for me?

Es ist ok, wenn du schüchtern bist. Du kannst es mir später noch einmal sagen. Vergiss Yoichi. Mit mir zu spielen, würde dir viel besser stehen = It’s ok if you’re shy, you can tell me again later. Forget about Yoichi. Playing with me would suit you much better

Aber ich kann zusehen, wie du verärgerst werden, wenn ich deine Schüsse abblocke, also ist es mir so oder egal = But I get to watch you get mad when I block your shots, so I don’t care either way

Ich liebe alle Gesichter, die du machst = I just love all the faces you make

Deine Leidenschaft lässt mein Herz rasen. Und ich rufe diese Gefühle hervor? Wie schmeichelnd = Your passion is making my heart race. And I’m causing all of this emotion? How flattering

Skype? Es ist unmöglich, dass du es noch benutzt… Willst du aus Kontaktdaten tauschen? = Skype? There’s no way you still use that… Wanna exchange contact information?

funny idioms

My personal selection of idioms collected here and there. my posts - resources masterpost | aesthetic idioms | words with cute literal meaning

Icelandic 🇮🇸

Ég borga bara með reiðufé 🐑💰 - I only pay with an angry sheep: Okay, but I don't have to like it

að taka einhvern í bakaríið 🥯 - to take someone to the bakery: used as a threat, often in sports, when your adversary is about to experience a heavy defeat.

Finnish 🇫🇮 @finnish-sayings

kissanristiäiset 🐱 - a cat’s christening: an unimportant event or holiday

nakki ja muusi 🍲 - in the year sausage and mashed potatoes: long ago

Ilma on kuin linnunmaitoa 🥛🐦- The weather is like bird’s milk: The weather is wonderful.

Hänella ei ole kaikki muumit laksossa - he/she doesn’t have all the moomins in the valley: they’re crazy

Norwegian 🇳🇴 @hazel3017

Nappe seg i løken 🧅 - Yank the onion: a man who masturbates

Høy på pæra 🍐- High on pears: someone who is arrogant (head gets so big it looks like a pear)  

Det er helt Texas! : That’s completely Texas! That’s crazy!

Swedish 🇸🇪( @escapenorth-blog )

Den är paj 🥧 - It’s pie. “It doesn’t work.”

du är ute och cyklar! 🚲 - you’re out and riding your bike! “You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Fårskalle 🐑 💀 - sheep skull ; hissen går inte gela vägen upp- the elevator doesn’t go all the way up: stupid

släng dig i väggen - throw yourself against a wall: take a hike 🌲

Danish 🇩🇰 @vikinglanguage

der er kommunister i lysthuset*- communists are in the funhouse: when someone has their period 🩸🏠

skide grønne grise 🐖 💩 - to shit green pigs: be extremely frightened 😰

gåsevin 🍷🦆– goose wine: Water

pølsetysker 🌭 🇩🇪 – sausage german: a very German German or just a way to call Germans you dislike

ikke helt appelsinfri* 🍊 - not entirely orange-free: drunk 🤠

at tale flydende svensk* 🗣🇸🇪 - to speak Swedish fluently / tale i den store hvide telefon**☎️- talk in the big white telefon / ringe til Ulrik** 📞 : to call Ulrik: to throw up 🤮

at skyde papegøjen 🦜🔫- to shoot the parrot: to have luck

Dutch 🇳🇱

Helaas Pindakaas 🥜 - too bad peanut butter (“peanut cheese”): too bad, which rhymes with pindakaas = 🇩🇪 Schade Marmelade: same as Dutch, but with jam

German 🇩🇪 this post by @for-the-love-of-wolves-studies and this @moami

einen Clown zum Frühstück essen/frühstücken 🤡 🍽️- eating a clown for breakfast: not behaving decently/having bad humor

bekannt wie ein bunter Hund 🐶 🌈 - known as a colorful dog: someone known all over town

fuchsteufelswild 🦊 - fox devil wild: super mad

einen Vogel haben 🐦 - to have a bird: to be crazy

Ich glaub mein Schwein pfeift 🐷 - I think my pig whistles: I think I’m dreaming  

die Gurkentruppe 🥒 - cucumber brigade: bunch of bunglers  

Durch den Kakao ziehen 🍫-  throw someone into chocolate: to make fun of somebody or something, to roast someone

die beleidigte Leberwurst spielen 🌭 - to play the offended liver sausage: being very resentful

Hans Wurst 🌭 - Hans Sausage: name to call a stupid person (both m/f)

jetzt haben wir den Salat 🥗 - now we have the salad: look at this disaster that we now have 

jemanden hinwünschen, wo der Pfeffer wächst 🧂 - wish somebody would be where pepper grows: to want somebody to be as far away as possible

nah am Wasser gebaut 💧- built close to the water: someone that is easily moved to tears

italian 🇮🇹

Cascare dal pero 🍐 🌳  - fall from the pear tree - find out about something when you were supposed to know it

Far venire il latte alle ginocchia 🥛- make milk come from one’s knees: being a pain/ annoying,

Andare a rane** 🐸 - go (as) frogs: something like online connection is lagging

fare la figura del cioccolataio 🍫 - make a chocolatier’s impression: to make a fool of yourself, be responsible for embarrassing cockups

Che pizza! 🍕 - What a pizza!: “Nuts!”/ used Wien you are bored or annoyed at something

Essere alla frutta 🍎 🍌 - to be at [the moment of] fruit: when the situation is very bad (meals usually end with eating fruit), to emphasize this some people might say al caffè, al dolce ☕️ 🍰(coffee, dessert time)

Un limone 🍋- a lemon: a make out session

French 🇫🇷 this

Chanter en yaourt - sing in yogurt: singing in gibberish, random sounds pretending to sing in [English]

Poser un lapin 🐇 - to put a rabbit: To stand someone up

Avoir le cafard 🪳 - to have the cockroach: To be depressed

Tomber dans les pommes 🍎🍏 - To fall in the apples: To faint

Donner sa langue au chat 👅 🐈- to give one’s tongue to the cat: I have no idea/I give up. used to say you don’t know about something and are unable to give an answer.

Polish 🇵🇱 @pol-ski this post

można z konie kraść 🐎- you can steal horses with him: a trustworthy person

co ma piernik do wiatracka - what does gingerbread have to do with a windmill: it’s irrelevant

*: apparently not used much but wanted to include them cause they’re hilarious; **: maybe regional/use limited to an area

Thanks for contributions: @dasloddl (de), @tetsunabouquet (nl)

other translation choices the german ofmd dub makes that I adore:

"lily-livered little rich boy" - "kleines feiges Bonzenbürschchen" Bonze (Bürschchen is like Boy (disrespectful)) being the interesting word here - it's a derogatory term for rich and powerful people who abuse their enormous influence for their own benefit. Out of the mouth of father Bonnet it's an epic self own

"Don' trifle with me" is translated as "Don't play games with me" ("Spielen Sie keine Spielchen mit mir!") which deteriorates into "Nicht spielen!" ("No playing!") said with the same tone of voice someone might use with an unfamiliar but suspiciously growly dog. Amazing 10/10

Mate - Kumpel. Which, ik, is the obvious choice but: Kumpel is originally what miners called each other (and still do afaik). It's not really nautical but does have strong working class vibes, which delights me for reasons of Themes and Motives.

When Izzy spits and mutters "Pirates my ass" in ep2, german!Izzy says Schwachmatenpiraten. (Schwachmat meaning imbecile/idiot/moron) Excellent use of compound nouns, this is my new favourite word.

Speaking of Izzy insults, another fave: at the beginning of ep6, when Ed demostrates a fuckery, Izzy snaps at Stede for failing to call Ed Blackbeard and calls him Banause. This is an insult for people who are uncultered/uneducated and don't appreciate art.

After Calico Jack tries and fails to shoot the bottle he says "Daneben" (missed) to which Buttons replies "Ein bisschen" (a bit). Fun little bit of passive aggression - something or someone being daneben can also mean it's inappropriate or unpleasant.

The quiet, thoughtful way german!Ed says "... du." right before the kiss. He sounds much less certain and more questioning than the og which I feel Very Normal about.

non us ask game :))

5, 10, 11, 15

love you<<3

Thank you for the ask :))

And love you too. Very much <<3

5. favourite song in your native language?

I'm gonna go with from Austria here as well, even though technically any German song could count.

Right now I think it's Griechischer Wein by Udo Jürgens.

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

Hmm. Do insults count? Cause I really like Wappler. It's Vienna dialect, and it essentially calls someone an incompetent idiot.

If I have to choose from my own dialect (Carinthian) there's also Nupla. Which means pretty much the same thing.

Also love deppert (and it's noun form Depp), which can mean stupid,but also insane. And it's so versatile. You can say "do you think I'm deppert?" When someone suggests you doing a crazy thing. You can say "are du deppert?" In a kinda baffled tone as a reaction to pretty much any kind of extreme(ish) story. Like "damn" but pretty much only for bad stuff. And obviously just the regular uses of calling someone that in a derogatory way.

God, I could talk about dialect and language forever.

11. favourite native writer/poet?

Oh, that's a really hard one. I actually don't really read a lot of Austrian literature. I think the only ones I've read were in school. And I don't really count that. So, sadly, I think I'll have to say none, so far. But I'd be very open to recommendations if anyone has any.

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

Hmm. There's probably a lot, but I can't think of many right now. But one that I think is funny is, I guess, the video clip where someone says "spielen Sie candy crush Herr Bundeskanzler?" (Are you playing candy crush Mr. Chancellor?) It just occasionally pops into my brain, because it's kinda funny and also our government is a joke.

Most other memes or meme-esque things I can think of are also known by Germans, I think.

I know there is some dialect jokes out there. But I really can't think of any right now :(.

Mermaids Don't Cry

Steffi mit pinken Haaren ey!!!

Steffi mit Glitzermakeup!!!!!

I agree with little kiddo™, sie schaut mega aus wow

I don't think I have any idea what I got myself into here

Neien doch nicht den Weirdo eyefucken

Die zwei spielen die duality von Kindern einfach so gut - sau liab but also a literal pain in the ass

Find someone who looks at you the way Annika looks at Silikonflossen

Glaub wir brauchen einen "Ge bitte!"-Counter

Ok nicht Mitarbeiterin des Monats, aber wie wär's mit Hübschi des Monats?

Tu die Zigarette weg!!!

Unfuckingfassbar.

You're just like rick okon for FUCK'S SAKE

Wenn sich Rosa und Jan in Cash keine Kippe teilen, gibt's Stress

"Ja du kleiner Klugscheißer" ahaha

That's the character development Rosa and Mia never had

"Fast tausend :)" Schatzi, nein.

"Leider bin ich schon heute gezwungen mich von einer Person zu verabschieden" WELCOME TO GERMANY'S NEXT TOPMODEL!

She's not pulling the Schweigefuchs-

Hör auf the bare minimum anzuschmachten oh mein Gott.

Oida was ist denn mit dem???

ER HEISST MARC-

This can't be good.

"Du stirbst gleich!!!" I can't with these kids

Die braucht nicht nur ein Geld, die braucht zwei Geld mit diesen Ambitionen

Er hat sich nicht mal ihren Namen gemerkt. Instant red flag.

"Die Mama is 'ne Schlampe" PAHAHA

Kopf hoch, er ist auch 'ne Schlampe

"5,99 für ein Pesto" das sind halt ohne Scheiss die wahren Dramen des Lebens, I cannot afford that shit

"Geh scheißen!" jungeee xD

Jetzt raucht die schon wieder

Mausi, bevor du Meerjungfrau wirst, stirbst du an Lungenkrebs.

"Du bist soo schön" Karo speaking words of wisdom <3

Dates auf dem Dach sind super, weil wenn's scheiße läuft, kannst gleich runter hupfen

Jaja gaaanz süß, aber er ist ein Marc. Und Marc taugen nix.

Die Flechtfrisuuuuur!!!

Wer auch immer für Maske und Kostüm zuständig war, God bless you, das ist so krass hübsch

Kifferparty

Neeein, du kiffst jetzt nicht

Ach leck mich doch, die machen hier eh nur was sie wollen und auf ihre Gesundheit scheißen tun sie sowieso

Lesbian representation on my Kifferparty? It's more likely than you think

92min of Fiebertraum

Wackelkandidaten? Leistung hat sehr abgenommen? That's literally ProSieben on crack

Markus hat lackierte Nägelchen <3

Honestly, I shouldn't be surprised, dass sie jetzt auch noch säuft wie ein Loch

Annika und Cash Jan Pawlak? It's a match!

Ich glaub weniger Selbstbeherrschung als Karo und Marc kann man nicht haben

"Ich bring sie um" is a valid response to this

Robbery probably too, I wouldn't know

I believe in womens' rights, but most importantly in womens' wrongs

Especially when it comes to Steffi's characters

ESPECIALLY when Steffi's characters are so well written

Omg ist das dem Markus sein boyfriend?!

Wenn rauchen halt ned so hübsch ausschauen würd, gell?

At this point hab ich aufgehört zu hinterfragen, was in Gottes Namen die Annika da eigentlich macht

Was lernen wir draus? Am Ende stehst eh alleine da, aber wennst im Sonnenuntergang im Meer stehst, ist's ned ganz so schlimm

Those fuckers got married?!

Die haben doch gekifft, als die den Abspann geschrieben haben

Nice interview from AKB

https://www.dfb.de/news/detail/berger-zwei-echte-standortbestimmungen-250312/

BERGER: "TWO REAL LOCATION DETERMINATIONS"

With the games in the Netherlands on Good Friday (from 8 p.m., live on sportstudio.de) in Sittard and against Brazil next Tuesday (from 6 p.m., live on ARD) in Nuremberg, the women's national team is preparing for the World Cup in Australia and New Zealand in the summer. Goalkeeper Ann-Katrin Berger , who recently reached the semi-finals of the Champions League with Chelsea, is also there . In the DFB.de interview, the 32-year-old talks about her love of penalties, Melanie Leupolz 's comeback and the farewell to Dzsenifer Marozsanand the great competition for the goalkeeper position.

DFB.de: Ann-Katrin Berger, international matches in the Netherlands and at home against Brazil are on the agenda for the next few days. What significance do the games have in view of the World Cup in the summer?

Ann-Katrin Berger: Those are two important games against really good opponents. In addition, there are two real location determinations for us. We meet teams that pursue two completely different game philosophies. In my opinion, that is also an important aspect with regard to the World Cup.

DFB.de: First up against the Netherlands? What kind of game philosophy do you expect in this duel?

Berger: The Netherlands are a very strong team with a good and experienced midfield. In recent years, they have proven that they have enormous qualities - not without reason they became European champions in 2017. Of course, in Vivianne Miedema they are missing an absolute top striker due to injury. But they will be able to compensate for that.

DFB.de: Next up is the game against Brazil in Nuremberg on Tuesday…

Berger: We haven't talked that much about that because the focus is only on the Netherlands at the moment. But of course we know what to expect against Brazil. The Brazilians are outstanding on the ball. It will be important that we stand compactly so that we don't have to chase them too often. The Brazilians always want to have the ball. We have to try to stop that.

DFB.de: Over 27,000 tickets have already been sold. Is that a sign that you carried over the euphoria after the European Championship into the new year?

Berger: Yes, I think so. It will really make you want to play in front of more than 28,000 spectators. I also think it's good that we're in southern Germany again. That hasn't happened that often lately. We want to convince the entire country of our services. It is therefore important that we present ourselves everywhere in Germany. Basically, last year's European Championship was of course very important for women's football in Germany. We want to continue to take people with us.

DFB.de: The game against Brazil will be the last international of Dzsenifer Marozsan's career. How do you feel about your departure?

Berger: Phew, difficult question. How much time do I have for the answer? (laughs) Maro is an outstanding player and an outstanding person. I loved playing with her. You could always see that she plays football on a completely different level. Their game intelligence and technique are simply indescribable. I'm enjoying the last few days we're spending here with the national team. Above all, you shouldn't just judge her by her sporting achievements. In my opinion, what she has achieved for women's football in general is at least as important. All of this shows what a great personality she is.

DFB.de: Melanie Leupolz, with whom you also play at Chelsea, is returning after her pregnancy. How do you experience her comeback?

Berger: It seems to me that she never left. Melly is just a special person. She gave birth to her son six months ago. Now she's playing football at the highest level again. Words cannot express my respect. Her willpower and organizational skills are impressive. It doesn't seem to be a problem for her to be a mother and a professional soccer player at the same time. If I had a hat on, I would take it off for her. I'm incredibly happy for Melly that she's back with the national team. She definitely deserves it and makes us better.

DFB.de: The World Cup starts in four months. Do you already feel a tingling sensation?

Berger: For me, the tournament is still quite a long way away. Most of us are currently focusing on the end of the season with our clubs - me too. For the women of Wolfsburg and Munich it is still about national and partly international titles. The same applies to us at Chelsea FC. I'm more of a guy who takes one step after the other and first sees what's in demand in the here and now. The tingling will come in time before the World Cup – at the latest when we meet in June to work on the fine-tuning.

DFB.de: The competition is already intense, especially as a goalkeeper. How do you assess the situation?

Berger: Germany is one of the few nations that has always had a luxury problem with goalkeepers. I don't know why that is, but we shouldn't complain about it. I'm trying to bring the experience I gained in England to bear here. Because the time there helped me a lot and made me a better goalkeeper.

DFB.de: In this context, how difficult is it to possibly be number two behind Merle Frohms?

Berger:Of course this is not easy. Which soccer player likes to sit on the bench? But Merle also plays at the highest level at VfL Wolfsburg and shows stable performances there. Basically, I really enjoy being part of this group on a regular basis. We have a great mix of goalkeepers here, and Maria Grohs and Stina Johannes are also involved. I just try to do my best in every training session and make it as difficult as possible for the trainer. It's important to me that I gave everything. If it still isn't enough, I can live with it. Football is and will remain a team sport in which only eleven players can stand on the pitch. But I love team sports because you are there for each other. This also includes

DFB.de: You are the undisputed number one at Chelsea and have just made headlines there with two saved penalties against Olympique Lyon and a place in the semi-finals of the Champions League. How do you feel about the duel with some distance?

Berger: First of all, you have to say that Lyon were really strong. We couldn't show what we wanted to show. There is always a bit of luck involved in a penalty shoot-out. At that moment I didn't really feel anything - no pressure, no nervousness, no insecurity. I've always loved penalty shootouts. As a goalkeeper I can only win there. The shooters have to score, they have the pressure. As a goalkeeper, nobody expects me to save the tries. I'm just happy that I was able to help my team and play my part that we're now in the semi-finals against Barcelona.

DFB.de: Afterwards your team-mate Maren Mjelde said that you were the best goalkeeper in the world in your opinion...

Berger: That's a huge statement from her. I'm trying to deal with it. But somehow I can't do it because I know that I can still be better - and want to be better. Sure, I had a good day, that's true. I just tried to do my job as well as possible. However, according to her, I thought to myself that I couldn't be the world's best goalkeeper because I conceded two goals before. But of course I'm always happy when others recognize my achievements.

DFB.de: It almost sounds as if you don't like this praise at all.

Berger: It always depends on the situation. But we just conceded two goals against Lyon. Every goal I concede upsets me tremendously. Of course, recognition is always important to me – especially when the praise comes from Maren Mjelde. Because she's one of my biggest critics.

so I woke up in the middle of the night, I stood up to pee and then went right back to bed. I realised that I couldn't fall back asleep because of this gnawing confusion I had - I forgot the German word for the English verb 'to play'. I contemplated and thought and thought and I finally remembered 'spielen' and my heart beat went back to normal and I could finally sleep soundly.

TLDR; try to practice your language learning skills as much as possible and don't go three months without at least finding time to study lol.

Fairy Tail FanFic (NaLu)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/EumOdoa

by GermanJackychan94 (Jackychan94)

Nach den Großen Magischen Spielen und ihren beiden Niederlagen hat Lucy sich dazu entschlossen, auf eine Trainingsreise zu gehen und ihre Gilde vorübergehend zu verlassen. Ein Jahr war sie weg und kehrt pünktlich zu den nächsten Spielen gestärkt und mit neuem Selbstbewusstsein zurück zu ihren Freunden, nicht ahnend, was das bei ihnen und besonders bei ihrem Partner Natsu in der Zwischenzeit alles ausgelöst hat. Während sich der Salamander also vollkommen merkwürdig benimmt und nebenbei in diesem einen Jahr auch noch in Lucys Wohnung eingezogen ist, wird sie auch noch direkt nach ihrer Rückkehr vom weißen Dragonslayer Sting aus der rivalisierenden Gilde Sabertooth zu einem Kampf herausgefordert...

Words: 19639, Chapters: 8/?, Language: Deutsch

Fandoms: Fairy Tail

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Lucy Heartfilia, Happy (Fairy Tail), Fairy Tail Guild, Gray Fullbuster, Erza Scarlet, Wendy Marvell, Charle | Carla, Gajeel Redfox, Levy McGarden, Yukino Aguria, Lisanna Strauss, Sting Eucliffe, Lector (Fairy Tail), Rogue Cheney, Frosch (Fairy Tail), Sabertooth Guild (Fairy Tail), Blue Pegasus Guild, Lamia Scale Guild, Mermaid Heel Guild, Quatro Cerberus Guild

Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Lucy Heartfilia, Fairy Tail Guild & Lucy Heartfilia, Natsu Dragneel & Fairy Tail Guild, Fairy Tail Guild & Fairy Tail Guild, Yukino Aguria & Lucy Heartfilia, Lucy Heartfilia & Levy McGarden, Lucy Heartfilia & Lisanna Strauss, Natsu Dragneel & Lisanna Strauss

Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Adventure, Adventure & Romance, Action, Action & Romance, Fantasy, Magic, Comedy, Romantic Comedy, Humor, Fluff and Humor, Attempt at Humor, Some Humor, Protective Natsu Dragneel, Natsu Dragneel/Lucy Heartfilia Fluff, Possessive Natsu Dragneel, Natsu Dragneel Needs a Hug, Oblivious Natsu Dragneel, Poor Lucy, Lucy Heartfilia's Apartment, Natsu Dragneel & Lisanna Strauss Friendship, Idiot Sting Eucliffe, Romance, Eventual Romance, Teen Romance, Slow Romance, Awkward Romance, Love, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Boys In Love, Friendship/Love, Dorks in Love, First Love, Declarations Of Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Friendship, Developing Friendships, Romantic Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Childhood Friends, Fluff, Romantic Fluff

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/EumOdoa

Beethoven x kanae part 3 for my friend

Last up We had Wagner return-

It was a pretty chill day, likely around 2 pm and everyone was relaxing in the living room. Even Tchaikovsky and his/her gang like bada Bach and akira was there. Each couple was just chill like the day and was all watching a movie. Beethoven had his head on kanaes lap and Beethoven didn’t care for the movie, but for the music and for kanae. Liszt- I wished cho Chan and I had a relationship like yours!. Then she grabbed him and kissed him. Chopin- mumbling to himself while blushing he said fine and layed his head on liszt sans lap. Then the door swung open~ GUESS WHOOOOOO’s BaCKKKKKKk! It’s me ya boi Wa Kuhn the hottest thing since Beethovens burnt 🥟 Gyoza. Beeths- He shot up hitting Kanae chest, sorry girl and gave her a quick kiss. WhO GOES there and insults my gyoza!!! Kanae- Wa-kun!!! SHE RUNS AND HUGS HIM. IM so suprised. -akira and Tchaikovsky say in unison-, “ BITVH IF YOU DONT GET OUT OF HERE WITH YOUR REVOLUTIONARY SELF.” Bach- that’s enough you two. “ Yes sir!” Wagner, I forgive u after all this time for Musik still lives inside me and the tests of us. “That means a lot Bach sama. I have been distant from my sister and this “family” and have not given a proper apology and for that I apologize double.” Bach shook his hand and kanae guided everyone to the kitchen to sit down and talk at the table. Mozart- do I have to Olease no kanae I just wannna ride around on my skates. “I would have let you leave if you weren’t scuffing up the floor how sit down.” “You too schu san. “Ok landlady he said(Schubert) Kanae- so Wa kun where have you been? Wagner- well I’ve been traveling with mom and dad so far and decided to come back life with them is pretty good. Beethoven spoke up- So is that why you haven’t talked to my wife? Beethos san !Kanae gasped. Wagner- YOU GUYS ARE MARRIED !?!!? nANI!?! Beeths- excuse my choice of words but No we are not, he said under his breath- I’ll change that soon and he smirked. “What was that said Liszt San! Hahahaha ITS LOVE!! Anyways said kanae blushing, THEY ALL TALKEF FOR A WHILE- bach and Tchaikovsky and bass and Akira- thanks for the movie and the meal and the stay , hope to see you soon.

~ no one knew but Wagner hated Beethoven for Kanae and would try to break them up so~ Beethoven was cooking some gyoza and of course with water and was extremely concentrated. Wagner out of frustration not knowing what to do to get them to break up had an idea. He then kicked berths and caused him to spill the hot water on his arm. AHHH FUCK WhaT ThE FUCK. Beethoven yelled. Wagner laughed , until Beethoven grabbed ahold of him and was yelling “YOU THINK THUS IZ funnY yoU little ShIt!! ILl BrEAK YouR ArM see If It’s funny. Kanae was cleaning and heard him screaming and ran over here. bEethoven what happened and seeing his arm. She pulled him off of Wagner and Screamed at Wagner go to your room now. She helped Beethoven treat his wounds and asked what happen. When Beethoven explained , she was livid. She told wagone to shape up or he’s out like he can live with their deadbeat parents. He started to cry and say he was sorry and hugged her. They both made up and Beethoven did too. that next week Beethoven decided to take kanae to their date spot the beach, with everyone else. Mozart was frolicking with Schubert who hes probably dating by now Liszt sun tanning while Chopin is playing games under his tangerine box. Tchaiko is chilling with his/her girlfriend bada Kuhn and Akira is with Bach sharing an ice cream. Suddenly Beethoven yelled Spielen wir unsere mujik unleashed his Musik. This was a cue for the rest of them which unleashed their Musik. Beethoven- “Kanae, your the love of my life these past three years of practically dating and one year of real dating has made me realize your who I want to spend my life with and bear my children. Will you marry me? “ YES OF COURSE LUDWIG! I love you ludwig. Then to her surprise the rest of the Lois’s proposed to each other. Mozart to Schubert , back to akira, tchaiko to bada. List to Chopin!! Well looks like a quadruple wedding to save costs! Hell yeah said Kanae along with everyone else. The reception was beautifully and everyone was married happily , mostly paid by Bach and their honeymoon was compliment of arkhe and Bach.

13 years later~

LUdWiG and Himewa!(Beethoven and Kanaes son and daughter) Play with us said Juliette and Johann ( Bach and Akita’s daughter and son). Then Georgia and Annelise!!! (Obviously Chopin’s and Liszt daughters) Please Play WiTh us ToOoOoo said Franz and Amadeus (Mozart and Schubert two sons)

~the parents~ all of the classicaloids and their partner watched their children play together and laughing then suddenly They all watched in shock as Ludwig the son gave Juliette a promise ring and Johann gave Himewa one too. Than Fran’s to georgia and Amadeus to annelise. “Wow they really keep it in the friend group said kanae! Everyone had a laugh at that. Our boys and daughters are noble and intend to keep their promise which in that we should allow them to court just not other things… said Beethoven. LUDWIG!! They are 13 I meant liem making out slow your roll kanae. She laughed and playfully hit him. They playfully wrestled and brought all the parents to play with their children. In the end the children kept their promises and who knows what’s in store for these new classicaloids ?

The end

Happy Birthday to Vincent!!!

I made a small fanfic at 12 o’clock at night >:) 

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 "Happy birthday my little angel!" the door opened wide as a woman run inside. "Mama!!!" Vincent ran and hugged her. "Happy Birthday Vinnie!" Francis jumped out of bed and threw a pillow at him before she got caught by her father. "My sweet sweet baby!" Claudia kissed Vincent's forehead. "Mama I am a big boy now!!" Vincent crossed his arms. "No, you are still Mama's baby" "Dada's too!" Cedric smiled as he swayed around with Francis in his arms. "Father your hair is a mess... and so is brother's." Francis slapped him lightly. "Owww! You have a heavy hand like your Mother!" he grinned. Claudia chuckled "Now now let's get you both ready!" _______ The whole day servants were going around preparing for the afternoon Birthday party. "Happy Birthday Young Master!!!" Tanaka stood by the library's door. "Tanaka!!!! Thank you!!" Vincent ran to him. "Where is my birthday cake!!! I want to see it!" "You have to wait, brother," Francis told him without taking her eyes off her book. "Aww, I wanted to see it!" "In the afternoon young master, be patient, I will come at 6 o'clock in the afternoon to dress you up."  Tanaka smiled and left the library. Meanwhile, in the drawing-room, Claudia was wrapping Vincent's present. "You remember Claudia, the first time he said "Dada"? He is my smart little boy!" Cedric smiled as he picked up a ribbon and tied his hair with it. "Of course I do, I also remember when he was scared at night and he crawled to our room to sleep." "Yes yes, and his little feet waddling around the wooden floor, so adorable that makes me want another small baby!" he smirked. "Do not even think about it or you will give birth to it." she glared at him and both of them broke down in laughter. _____ In the afternoon Vincent's friends arrived at the manor; Diedrich and Alexis. "Diedrich!" Vincent hugged him very tightly he could break his bones. "Happy Birthday!!" Diedrich tried to word out. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Alexis Leon Midford run-up at Vincent and picked him up. "Alexis you are acting like a three-year-old." Francis glared at him. "Oh um yes yes I am sorry Frannie..." he let Vincent down while blushing. Claudia and Tanaka were watching them from afar. "It was a really good idea not to invite any of the Aristocrats..." Claudia sighed. "Indeed... It would have been really stressful for the young master but now that his friends are only here it will surely not cause any problems." "Claudiaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! We have a problem!" Cedric ran towards them. "What happened?!" "I- I-... I CAN'T BELIEVE HE IS OLD NOW!!!" he started crying like a baby. "Oh for all that's holy Cedric you Grim Reaper..." "Mister Undertaker that's no reason to cry!" Tanaka chuckled. "I want another one! Francis is old too she might kill me in my sleep!!!" he sniffed. "We will talk about it later Cedric..." Claudia rolled her eyes and patted his back. "Why the hell is my father crying..." Francis asked. "He is probably thinking that his hair is a mess, right?" Alexis replied with a wide smile. "Quit the flirting! But you might be correct..." she smiled at him. "Diedrichhhhh!!!! Come on let's play hide and seek!!!" "No Vincentttt I don't want to play! Last time you dressed me up like a princess!!!" he started running away from the devilish Phantomhive and his crazy ideas. "But Diedrich it's his birthday!" Alexis laughed. "Nein!!!! Ich will nicht mit ihm spielen!" "Diedrich please I promise I won't dress you up!" "That's what he always says..." Francis crossed her arms impatiently "I am bored with all of you, I will hunt you down then!" "Aaaah!! Scary sister!" Vincent giggled. Francis took a sword from the wall decoration "RUN NOW THAT YOU CAN!" Alexis, Vincent and Diedrich ran faster than the speed of light. Claudia turned around to see what the kids were doing. "Frannie darling careful with that!" she shouted. "Yes Mother, don't worry..." Vincent and Diedrich hid under a table and Alexis hid behind a lamp; not a very good spot. "Where could they be... Behind the vase? No..." she passed by the lamp and started wheezing as she saw him. "And you will be in the British army, oh please, I will join too then?!" "Oh come on this was the only spot I had to hide!" "Wasn't a good spot under that tabl-" Francis pointed and soon realised. She walked towards it with the sword in hand "Un... Deux... Trois!" She poked Vincent on the back lightly, which made him jump up and hit his head. "Owww! Frannie that was rude!"  Vincent squealed. Diedrich got out from under the table "No no it was funny!" Tanaka walked beside Francis "I think it's time for the Birthday cake!" "Yes!" Vincent stood up forgetting any pain he was in as he run to the living room.  There he saw a beautiful cake decorated with blue and silver cream around the edge and white cream on top. "Do you like your cake Vinnie?" Claudia smiled. "I love it!!!" "I am glad because I held myself back from eating it!" Cedric grinned as he got punched slightly on the chest by Claudia.   _____ After the party and when the two guests left it was time for sleep. "I loved my Birthday party!" Vincent said as he climbed on his bed. Claudia sat on the edge holding a box. "We have something more for you," She gave him the box and he unwrapped it excitedly to find a white rabbit inside. "Is it the one from Alice in Wonderland?!" he picked it up and squeezed it in his arms. "Mhm, your mother saw how much you liked that book and so we requested from the Hopkin's tailor shop to try and make one." Cedric patted his head. "For my birthday I want a sword..." Francis grinned. "Yes Frannie, for your birthday we will buy you a nice sharp sword." All of them started laughing and the clock struck midnight

Willkommen im Drachentraum!

English version below.

Hallöchen! Ich bin Raxanath, oder auch (Black)Jackie, je nachdem, wo man mich zuerst kennen gelernt hat :D

Ich bin schon immer ein begeisterter Drachenfan gewesen und lebe meine kreative Ader mit Worten aus. Wenn alles funktioniert, werde ich innerhalb der nächsten zwei Jahre mein erstes Buch veröffentlichen ♥

Bisher habe ich bei meinem Projekt unter dem Arbeitstitel "Drachentraum" 100.000 Wörter geschrieben. Damit ist tatsächlich eine sehr grobe Rohfassung fast fertig, nur zwei Kapitel sind derzeit noch nicht ausformuliert. In 2023 möchte ich den Plot festsetzen und alles überarbeiten, damit mein Buchbaby ins Lektorat kann, sobald ich genug gespart habe. Es wird daher ein spannendes Jahr und ich hoffe, dass ich viel darüber berichten kann! Es handelt nur von Drachen und fällt damit unter das Genre Animal Fantasy wie Warrior Cats, Silverwing oder natürlich Wings of Fire. Außerdem gibt es viele queere Elemente!

Abgesehen vom Schreiben verbringe ich meine Freizeit gerne mit Gaming, Backen und so oft es geht mit DnD. In 2023 möchte ich mich auch einmal selbst als Gamemaster versuchen, da ich in meinen mehr als ein Jahr spielen so begeistert vom Pen&Paper bin - nicht zuletzt wegen meinen super tollen Gruppen und GM ♥ Ich hoffe meine Charaktere, sowohl aus meinen Geschichten als auch DnD, eines Tages selbst zeichnen zu können, aber dafür muss ich noch eine Weile üben - viel Spaß macht es aber dennoch! Außerdem werde ich versuchen dieses Jahr auf Twitch zu streamen - als Motivation für mich selbst, um manche Spiele endlich zu beendenund anderen adurch vielleicht etwas Gesellschaft zu leisen & umgekehrt.

Hier auf meinem Account werde ich daher nicht nur meine eigenen Werke behandeln. Ich möchte mich austauschen, andere kennen lernen, über Plotbunnys philosophieren und mich für andere Geschichten begeistern.

Bis bald!

Hi there! I'm Raxanath, or (Black)Jackie, depending on where you met me first :D

I've always been an avid dragon fan and live out my creative streak with words. If everything works out, I'll be publishing my first book within the next two years ♥

So far, I have written 100,000 words on my project under the working title "Drachentraum" (= Dragon Dream). This actually means that a very rough rough draft is almost finished, only two chapters are not yet formulated at the moment. In 2023, I want to set the plot and revise everything so that my book baby can go into editing as soon as I have saved enough. So it's going to be an exciting year and I hope to have lots to share about it! It's all about dragons, so it falls under the Animal Fantasy genre like Warrior Cats, Silverwing or of course Wings of Fire. There are also many queer elements!

Apart from writing, I like to spend my free time gaming, baking and as often as I can with DnD. In 2023, I'd also like to try my hand at being a Gamemaster myself, as I've been so excited about Pen&Paper in my more than a year of playing - not least because of my super awesome groups and GM ♥ I hope to be able to draw my characters, both from my stories and DnD, myself one day, but I'll have to practice for a while for that - lots of fun though! Also, I'll try to stream on Twitch this year - as motivation for myself to finally finish some games and maybe keep others company & vice versa.

So here on my account I won't just be covering my own work. I want to exchange ideas, get to know others, philosophise about plotbunnies and get excited about other stories. See you soon!

Serpent’s Lullaby (Ominis x OC)

Nach ihrem turbulenten, ersten Jahr auf Hogwarts, wünscht sich Carol Roswell nichts sehnlicher, als dass sie ihre kommenden Schuljahre ruhiger und vor allem ohne Verluste verbringen kann. Sie möchte doch nur eine ganz normale Hexe sein und keine Hüterin der Alten Magie. Doch die Vergangenheit lässt sich nicht so einfach abschütteln. Eine Tatsache, mit der sich auch Ominis Gaunt konfrontiert sieht, der sich mit den Intrigen seiner Familie ärgern muss. Zudem droht ein Gerücht über Salazar Slytherin entsetzliche Realität zu werden.

Fandom: Hogwarts Legacy

Language: deutsch

Altersempfehlung: 16 Jahre

Genre: Fantasy, Mystery, Drama, Romantik, Abenteuer, Horror

Style: hurt & comfort | spannung | dark | angst | bittersweet | fluff

Warnings: bisther keine

Main Pairing: Ominis Gaunt x OC (female)

Word Count in total: 2.122

Kapitelübersicht: & Verlinkung

01 - Briefe für die Leere

02 - Reisen ohne Flohpulver (in Progress)

Vorwort:

Allgemeine Informationen & Vorstellung einer deutschen Fanfiktion

Guten Tag zusammen! Mir ist leider nicht geläufig, ob eine deutsche Fanfiktion auf Tumblr überhaupt eine Reichweite besitzen. Meiner Erfahrung nach, werden hier überwiegend englisch geschriebene Texte veröffentlicht. Ich möchte den Versuch einfach mal wagen und die Resonanz testen.

Wenn dich meine Geschichte begeistert, dann kannst du gerne einen Kommentar hinterlassen und rebloggen. Ich freue mich sehr, wenn man meine Arbeit schätzt. Bitte kopiere nicht meine Arbeit und gebe sie als deine aus! - Vielen Dank für dein Verständnis.

Warnung vor Spoilern:

Die Geschichte setzt nach den Ereignissen im Spiel und kurz vor dem sechsten Schuljahr des Main Charakters an. Daher werden hier in nahezu jedem Kapitel Spoiler zu finden sein. Wer das Spiel also noch nicht durchgespielt hat und sich die Überraschung nicht verderben möchte, sollte sich überlegen, ob er im eigenen Ermessen weiterlesen möchte.

Spoilerwarnungen werde ich nicht gesondert hervorgehoben, daher: - Ihr seid gewarnt!

Hintergrundwissen:

Generell wird es nicht nötig sein, das Spiel durchgespielt zu haben. Wer das Spiel also nicht spielen möchte, oder kann, muss dies nicht zwingend tun, um in der Handlung dieser Geschichte mitkommen zu können.

Zeitlich befindet sich die Geschichte Ende des 19. Jahrhunderts. Ich werde versuchen die Grenzen und Möglichkeiten der zeitlichen Epoche einzuhalten, doch bedarf dies viel Recherche. Wenn mir also etwas durchrutscht, dann könnt ihr mich gerne darauf hinweisen.

Auch könnt ihr mir Eure Vorstellungen und Ideen mitteilen, wenn ihr möchtet. Diese Fanfiktion ist nicht als Mitmach-Fanfiktion gedacht, jedoch lasse ich mich sehr gerne inspirieren und nehme auf Anfrage auch Nebenpairings oder OC’s anderer Leute in meine Fanfiktion auf, wenn sie es erlauben und wünschen.

Genre & Altersbeschränkung:

Das Hauptgenre dieser Geschichte ist Fantasy & Mystery. Allein schon wegen der Thematik von Hogwarts Legacy.

Die Untergenres sind Drama & Romantik, da diese voraussichtlich in den meistern Kapiteln Anwendung finden werden. Allerdings möchte ich mich auch gerne im Thema Horror austesten. Hierin habe ich leider nur bedingt Erfahrung, weshalb Abenteuer auf jeden Fall ein Bestandteil sein wird.

Sollten ganz bestimmte Themen, die zu Triggerfaktoren werden könnten, in einem Kapitel Anwendung finden, werde ich diese im entsprechenden Kapitel warnend hervorheben. Wenn ihr euch mit einem dieser Themen unwohl fühlen solltet, dann empfehle ich euch nach eigenem Ermessen, das entsprechende Kapitel nicht zu lesen, oder ggf. die Geschichte abzubrechen.

Aktuell habe ich die Altersempfehlung auf 16 Jahre gesetzt. Sollen die Themen im Laufe der Geschichte deutlich sensibler werden, behalte ich mir vor, die Altersempfehlung nach eigenem Ermessen auf 18 Jahre anzuheben.

Zeitplan & Manuskript:

Normalerweise schreibe ich nie eine Geschichte, ohne ein halbwegs fertiges Manuskript zu haben. Das hier ist eine Feuerprobe für mich, denn ich habe gerade einmal 3 Kapitel vorgeskriptet.

Ich bin sehr motiviert, was diese Fanfiktion angeht. Die Recherche, Planung und Vorarbeit ist ein elementares Mittel, um einer Geschichte Festigkeit zu verleihen. Jedoch hat meine Erfahrung mir leider gezeigt, dass ich während dieser Phase eher dazu neige, eine Geschichte unsympathisch zu finden und sie abzubrechen, da es nicht ‚perfekt‘ ist.

Ich behalte mir vor, bei Zeitmangel die Geschichte auch unverhältnismäßig lange zu pausieren. Ich kann unter Stress oder Zwang nicht schreiben. Ich muss von etwas überzeugt sein, bevor ich es veröffentliche. Das Phänomen kennt sicher jeder kreative Mensch.

Nichtsdestotrotz versuche ich regelmäßig ein Kapitel zu veröffentlichen. Geplant ist mindestens 1x alle 2 Wochen (Anfangs vermutlich auch wöchentlich).

Kritik und Verbesserungsvorschläge:

Ihr könnt sehr gerne Kritik äußern. Nur durch Kritik kann ein Amateur-Autor besser werden. Ich bin wirklich ein sehr offener Mensch und lerne dazu. Wenn ihr daher etwas zu beanstanden habt, weist mich sehr gerne darauf hin. Ich bin um jeden Verbesserungsvorschlag, oder eine Anmerkung dankbar, um besser zu werden.

Ich möchte dich darum bitten, dabei stets einen angemessenen Umgangston zu pflegen. Vielen Dank!

Leo Eduard Hölzer, krieg deinen Scheiß zusammen!

Read here: Leo Eduard Hölzer, krieg deinen Scheiß zusammen!

by Mistofstars

Leo hat einen zweiten Vornamen, der ihm seit jeher peinlich ist. Eines Tages erfährt das Team jedoch davon, und die Dinge entwickeln eine plötzliche Eigendynamik, als Leos Gefühle für Adam auch noch in den Topf geworfen werden und eine Rolle spielen. Eduard, Eduard, Eduard hat ‘nen Damenbart!

Words: 3226, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Deutsch

Fandoms: Tatort Saarbrücken - Fandom, Tatort, Spatort - Fandom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Leo Hölzer, Adam Schürk, Pia Heinrich, Esther Baumann

Relationships: Leo Hölzer/Adam Schürk

Additional Tags: Tatort Saarbrücken, Spatort, tatort - Freeform, Adam Schürk - Freeform, Leo Hölzer - Freeform, Pia Heinrich - Freeform, Esther Baumann - Freeform, post dhds, Post Das Herz der Schlange, Fluff, Crack, Romance, terrible attempts at humor, Pia and Esther are allies, Leo is an idiot in love, Adam is supportive af, Leo Eduard Hölzer, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, wir machen uns über Zweitnamen auf Kosten fiktiver Charaktere lustig, Getting Together, First Kiss, ALL THE FLUFF

from AO3 works tagged 'Leo Hölzer'

Wochen 11 und 12 

„Der Herr ist mein Hirte, mir wird nichts mangeln…“ - Psalm 23, 1 Die letzte Zeit hat ein paar Veränderungen mit sich gebracht und tatsächlich hatte ich einiges zu tun, sodass mein letzter Eintrag schon ein Weilchen her ist.  Erst einmal das wichtigste: Ich habe das Schulgebäude gewechselt und jetzt eine neue Aufgabe, weil ich mich in Tallinding absolut nicht mehr wohlgefühlt habe.  Auch wenn dieser Wechsel ziemlich spontan war und ich in dem Ganzen gerne ein bisschen mehr zu sagen gehabt hätte, bin ich doch sehr dankbar darüber.  Ich sitze jetzt mit in der Nursery 2, also quasi der Vorschule und die Kinder dort sind unterschiedlich alt, von ca. 4 bis bestimmt schon 8 oder 9 Jahre alt. Bis vor kurzem habe ich aufgrund der anstehenden Klausurenphase hauptsächlich Arbeiten abgetippt, da die meisten Lehrer keinen Laptop haben und selbst wenn die wenigsten wissen, wie man Word benutzt.  Es war zwar ein wenig mühsam, aber immerhin konnte ich mich mal wirklich nützlich machen und die ganze Zeit hatte ich Gesellschaft von süßen kleinen Kindern, die auf meinem Schoß sitzen, auf dem Laptop rumtippen oder mit meinen Haaren spielen wollten. 

Ansonsten helfe ich der eigentlichen Lehrerin beim Unterricht, korrigiere Hefte oder sitze mit einigen Kindern zusammen, denen vieles noch schwerer fällt als anderen. Vor allem ein kleiner (wirklich sehr niedlicher) Junge, Michael, braucht bei Mathe noch sehr viel Hilfe und so versuche ich ihm mit Äpfeln, meinen Fingern oder Zahlenstrahlen (ja, der Plural von Strahl ist anscheinend Strahlen), zu erklären was zum Beispiel 2 + 0 ist. Auch wenn ich wirklich vollstes Verständnis dafür habe, dass Mathe echt schwer sein kann, komme ich doch manchmal ans Ende meiner Geduld und Nerven. Trotzdem merke ich, wie gut es ihm tut, dass jemand sich mal ein bisschen Zeit für ihn nimmt, denn in so großen Klassen gehen die leistungsschwachen Kinder wirklich leicht unter.  In den Pausen habe ich meistens mit einer sehr netten jungen Lehrerin gequatscht und auch sonst fühle ich mich in der Schule 1000000 Mal wohler als in Tallinding. Ich habe immer Kinder um mich herum, oft eins auf dem Schoß oder neugierige (manchmal auch ein bisschen klebrige…) Kinderhände in den Haaren. Wenn ich rausgehe, wollen mir viele die Hand schütteln, mich umarmen oder „unauffällig“ meine Haut berühren. Es ist schön, so viele zuckersüße Kinder um sich zu haben, auch wenn mir natürlich bewusst ist, dass meine Hautfarbe der eigentliche Grund für ihre ganze Aufmerksamkeit ist.  Mit den Lehrern verstehe ich mich auch bis jetzt wirklich schon gut und auch wenn ich erst seit einer Woche dort bin, merke ich, wie mir das Ankommen da so viel leichter fällt. Ich freue mich morgens auf die Kinder und auch die Galli Gallis (öffentlichen Verkehrsmittel) machen mir kaum noch was aus. 

Zu den Schulleitern konnte ich immer noch nicht wirklich eine Beziehung aufbauen, weil ich sie praktisch nie sehe, aber vielleicht muss ich das auch gar nicht. Alle anderen Kurzzeitlerinnen waren super close mit ihnen und ich finde es schade, dass wir uns aufgrund des neuen zweiten Gebäudes und ihres Umzugs praktisch nie über den Weg laufen, aber bis jetzt hatte ich immer genug tolle Leute um mich herum. 

Von einer wirklich sehr tollen Person, musste ich letzte Woche allerdings leider Abschied nehmen. Kimberly hat sich letzte Woche auf den Weg zurück nach Neuseeland gemacht. Ich war am Mittwochabend bei ihr zum Abendessen eingeladen, was wirklich sehr schön, aber natürlich auch ein bisschen traurig war. Neben mir waren noch eine Britin, eine Amerikanerin und eine Gambierin da, mit denen wir lange gequatscht haben und es ist mir wirklich schwer gefallen, meiner hier besten Freundin Tschüss zu sagen. Kimberly war wortwörtlich ein Geschenk vom Himmel. Sie ist so eine coole, witzige und selbstbewusste junge Frau, die so viel aufgegeben hat um Gottes Ruf nach Gambia zu folgen und auch wenn ich weiß, dass sie hier wirklich keine leichte Zeit hatte, werde ich für immer dankbar sein, sie getroffen zu haben. Ich hoffe sehr, dass sie es mit ihrem Freund schafft, wie geplant im Mai nochmal wiederzukommen! Obwohl sie Donnerstagnacht aufgebrochen ist, ist sie einfach immer noch nie zurück in Neuseeland. Eigentlich sollte die Reise ungefähr drei bis vier Tage dauern (es ist so krass, wie weit Neuseeland einfach von quasi allem entfernt ist, meine komplette Reise hat vielleicht so 11 Stunde gedauert…), aber da einige Flüge ausgefallen sind, hing sie ein paar Tage in San Francisco rum und der ganze Weg wird sie nun über eine Woche kosten… 

Den Dienstag vorher habe ich sie an ihrem letzten Tag zum Government Shelter begleitet. Erst haben wir mit ein paar älteren Kindern ein bisschen Fußball gespielt, aber aufgrund der Hitze und Rate, wie viele kleine Kinder den Ball ins Gesicht bekommen haben, damit bald wieder aufgehört und sind dann die Babys besuchen gegangen! Als wir ankamen wurden die Kleinen gerade gefüttert und gebadet und so habe auch ich direkt ein winzig kleines Baby in den Arm bekommen um es zu füttern. Ich war am Anfang ein bisschen überfordert, weil ich noch nie ein Kind mit Flasche gefüttert habe, aber, bis sich das Mädchen über mein Kleid übergeben hat, war es war wirklich sehr niedlich. Nachdem ich versucht habe, die Milch so gut es geht rauszuwaschen, hatte ich auch schon wieder das nächste Baby im Arm, diesmal ging aber alles gut. Danach haben Kimberly und ich noch lange mit den Babys gespielt, sie geknuddelt und mit ein paar älteren Kindern aus dem Shelter gequatscht. Vielleicht schaffe ich es Freitag mal selber hinzufahren, der Weg ist ein bisschen kompliziert, aber ich vermisse die kleinen Racker jetzt schon.  Ansonsten ist es wirklich komisch zu wissen, dass Kimberly und ich jetzt keine Pläne mehr fürs Wochenende machen, wir nicht mehr zu der amerikanischen Missionarin Joan oder zum Government Shelter fahren können. 

Letztes Wochenende war aber trotzdem sehr voll und schön. Die drei Kinder der anderen hier lebenden Schweizer Familie waren da und wir sind am Samstag zu einer Reptilienfarm gefahren. Als wir dort ankamen, hat uns ein junges dunkelhäutiges Mädchen begrüßt, die überraschend gut Englisch sprach und die drei Schweizer Kinder kennen sie von vorherigen Ausflügen ein bisschen besser. Da irgendwas mit dem Preis verhandelt werden musste, hat sie nach ihrem Papa gerufen. Wer dann kam, war ein oberkörperfreie, älterer weißer Mann, mit welchem sie in fließendem Französisch irgendwas besprochen hat. Wie sich herausstellte, war dies ein Franzose, der seit über 30 Jahren in Gambia lebt und da sich Knut auf Anhieb ganz gut mit ihm verstanden hat, hat er uns sein „Geheimnis“ gezeigt, welches aus einer 1-jährigen Hyäne bestand, die er gerade aufzieht. Das war wirklich niedlich und danach hat uns seine Adoptivtochter zusammen mit einer Gruppe Niederländern in dem Park herumgeführt. Es war wirklich beeindruckend, wie selbstverständlich das 12-jährige Mädchen die Schlangen und andere Viecher aus ihren Käfigen geholt hat und uns sehr interessante Fakten erzählen konnte. (Wusstest ihr zum Beispiel, dass Chamäleons ihre Hautfarbe aufgrund der Sonneneinstrahlung und nicht unbedingt zur Tarnung ändern?). Es war wirklich ziemlich cool und ja meine Damen und Herren, auch ich hatte entgegen meinen Erwartungen eine Schlange um den Hals. Zwar keine besonders große, aber für Knut war die schon zu viel.  Danach sind wir noch an den Strand und eine Pizza essen gefahren. Abends habe ich mich noch mit einer weiteren deutschen Missionarin getroffen, weil wir bei dem nächsten Prayerday dran sind, eine Cultural Activity vorzubereiten, was zu Deutschland tatsächlich schwieriger ist als gedacht…  Am Sonntag haben wir nach der Kirche Plätzchen gebacken, waren Eis essen und haben Abends (das muss jetzt unter uns bleiben) noch Fußball, Deutschland gegen Spanien, geguckt. 

Ich werde diese Familie unendlich doll vermissen, freue mich aber für sie, dass sie bald schon wieder in ihre geliebte Schweiz zurückkehren können. Trotzdem hat mich das auch heute wieder ein bisschen beschäftigt, aber in einem Moment, in dem es mir wirklich nicht besonders gut ging, stand auf einmal Joya, eine der Kursawe-Töchter, vor der Tür und hat mir stolz ihren für mich selbstgebastelten Adventskalender überreicht.  Irgendwie war das für mich ein Zeichen von Gott, dass er mir schon alles schenken wird, was ich brauchen werde und ich mir keine Sorgen machen muss, alleine zu sein. Ich hoffe, dass ich dieses Vertrauen auch mit ins nächste Jahr nehmen kann, denn bis jetzt hatte ich alles was ich brauchte, warum sollte sich das jetzt auf einmal ändern? 

Das ist jetzt mal ein kleines Update von mir, ich hoffe dir geht es gut, wo auch immer du gerade auf der Welt bist und Danke fürs Lesen :)

Wording als Schattendasein

Es gibt ja unzählige erhellende Adjektive, die es uns ermöglichen, die Substantive des Lebens auch mit lebendiger Individualität auszustatten. Wir können sogar ganz neue Adjektive erfinden und mit ihnen bis zur Ausformulierung spielen. In der Praxis des Sprechens und Schreibens werden Adjektive allerdings bis kurz vor der Vernichtung reduziert – und es bleibt ein Standard, der nicht einmal…

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text went running aloose, and the possibility, like yield by means of drinking, of the siyingkou to fictitiously fiction a pulp, or a heartbeat, or the slight touch of a gentle open hand,

to assemble and assimilitate in a shiny manner, to forge .... ya, basically, ya science, signs, .... basically looking for fingieren, ya kann halt einen willen fingieren, und dann auf der zahl 2 oder der wave thereof, kann er dann eben, obwohl nur der normale anqueshi-vektor vorliegt,

ya, ich weiß auch nicht, was der text soll. aber uU fang ich halt irgendwann an, alkohol zu trinken. weil ich bin ja aufgewacht, und ich hatte leider gegen meine regeln verstoßen, und dann bin ich auch noch wütend geworden, wegen vereinzelten dingen, die sich automatisch zusammenzählten, aber ich hätt's ausgesessen, und es hätte sich von selber wieder gefangen, aber es hat trotzdem irgendwas zurückgelassen, und außerdem war samstag, und außerdem hatt ich ein bißchen englisch geschrieben, aber ohne text können mir auch keine worte zum nachgucken einfallen.

ya, die aufgabe, hsz1 in permanenz und auf allen ebenen zu denken, ist natürlich ne witzige und spannende aufgabe, aber ihr wollt ja auch nicht die gesamten vorherigen massenmedien umstellen auf was anderes, aber wer mit dem cellphone aufgewachsen ist, lebt da ja schon drin, und dass ihr, wo ihr ja schon alles habt und oben seid, nebenbei auch schätzungsweise irgendwelche frauen und töchter habt, und dass ihr ja kein anderes menschliches motiv haben könnt, außer menschlichkeit und liebe und wahrheit zu stehlen, ist das alles auch nicht ein sehr heikles spiel, während ihr ja alles mit eurem shaqiu-förmigen getrampel euch selber als hinter- und vorderflutwelle unterjubeln wollt, weil ihr meint, mit einzelmenschen beliebig spielen zu können oder nicht, das tun und lassen zu können, wie und wann auch immer ihr wollt.

ya. so. i must. this is all very stupid. i don't know what i'm about to do. but i could tell you something, which is also a very stupid thing, but since i happened to form the word shiershi, while i also made an insta-blackout line, with possible causes for a thing called insta-blackout, and -shi is always, it's the endsyllable which holds this line together. and then there is shiershi, and i don't know, if that would be even possible within the english language. and also, one could say, it might be related to taiyang, which was the perfect wall against the perfect wall, which was a crush vision, btw, so the perfect wall, the perfect ceiling and the perfect floor, was it more, but it was, of course, also: walls. could be seen as walls, but it was clearly a ceiling and a floor, collapsing, lol, colliding and colluding, but still, yea, shiershi, what is that supposed to be?

it basically means that i'm angora-, agoraphobic and paranoid, but only, and it could come in an instant, and it is pertaining to ears, and er in shiershi is the sign for ear, and it is something about being in hearing range of certain ears, and the simple, only, mere, presence of those ears, and that i am within their hearing range, renders me unable to say or speak or think anything, induces a simple flash, in case it had to be visualized, so it doesn't, doesn't induce a flash, but it is an instant, and it is an insta-blackout, and then basically i cannot do anything no more, or, one might say, i lose it all. losing it all. yea.

so there are these ears, and you can tell from their voice, how their brain looks, in the inside, and that it is a filthy and tremendously annoying place, and that being within hearing range of these ears causes physical pain, or to be precise, causes the vorfühlung, the premonition of physical pain, the onset, the anticipation of the onset or the premonition of waves, tremendous, of physical pain.

and that is how ugly their voices and their way of speaking and behaving is to me. and one could say, ya, but noone wants to listen and i already listed it up, thoroughly, fly-dashing-through'ily, definitely-by-all-means is good, but i once again chose 2 from all that dict.cc had to offer. so i guess, i must stay with thoroughly and simply state that i would take it as a f/a word, as the f/a version of it, and, frankly, at least before the fangmianling came along, i assume, that this must be also true for a lot of native english speakers. so whatever.

what did i want to say? yea, i could come, but have it not handy yet, and maybe never will, with those, youthful, base interpretations blueprints, around the pin and confusion1 and confusion2, the first being necessary for all children, the second being necessary in a world that still has to wait for jesus, and where kyo or the disruptions of kyo is not build respective abolished, haha. now that is funny. when the means to take the disruptions of kyo out of this world. yes. then. then confusion is also necessary for everyone. in such a world.

and we could have the lyrical self pin, and confound1 and confound2, and then you conman out the convent not the comic store, still missing the tubes and pipes, though. against all odds, that is, as any though, since obey means to hear against, and when all is 2 and the only prey is that all should be 2, then to not hear against would be like self-inflicting dangerous wounds on yourself. yas.

so if i shove it, if i transpose it, but you should not transfix, no i should not transfix, you should traffic it, to transportation, and the trance port of gender madness, and rage is a quiet thing, and the bassline, and between there there and the bassline of where i end and you begin, around the climax, while the bass sounds like spawning 3 black matter balls, which remain, staticly, and then it becomes a 3d-videogame or 1stpersonshooter, because those 3 balls are there, statically, in a line, one behind the other, and then the angle or the camera changes or twitches, or stutters yet moves, or you're like sidestepping yet slowing changing the view of the camera against the direction you're sidestepping to, and then you can see the balls again, even though they always were the main focus, while they are black and vibrating, or being vibrant, like multiple instances of yuemiao xiaoxin, and whatever that means, we don't know.

something about incremental damage, incremental words or subordinating conjunctions, or about the triple language of siyingkou, called wuqiang, and something about massmedia changes, so that everyone who has been damaged by wrong language, and is searching for those flutschbrote, for those incremental damage words, and the aoyoutaikong, or the aoyoubing, or aoyoubingtai, so whatever that is, aoyoubing is the flutschbrot, and aoyoubingtai is the flutschbrotgeheimdienst, and aoyoutaikong is some form of language, i wasn't sure yet.

but the bass of simmer, don't know what you mixed in there, i assume there are other dark basslike objects mixed in there, and it's not simply 1 bassguitar. ya, and of course, i mean the "i will eat up alive" portion, of the, where i end and you begin, but i also haven't listend to that song for a longer time; ascend.

ya, wans varped is also cool. and 2008.

dude, full flipping, on full simple vanity mode. i really should stop that. i still haven't started drinking though. ya, i'll think i'll listen to hsz15, or i will just go, to, heroes of the storm, at least i can handle that, and at least, career is in the background, but the chinese are going to eat our lunch, but sam huntington is also cool, very much alike coca cola or the word "shoes", phrases used in public, yet never explained. no i don't know samuel huntington, but i assume, he's a flutschbrot, but i also haven't checked on his alive status recently, but the korea crises of career is obviously a very much contagion of species against race in the light of careerosity or maybe cancer, yet subordinating conjunctions, conjured, but i found that line.

yes, coca cola and shoes, and phrases in public, it is at least longer than 1119, that might be said, and if you take, .... no i cannot write this. this would bring me down. and you would find it offensive in the end. and that fangmiaoling must be rickrolled, i have said that before, and basically, no life can exist without kyo, and this is true.

ya. idk. thinking of june, but when it's june, it means, july is but a month away, and then i might worry about wembley. and the rest i don't know.

preferred .... ⻅ .... i could build it, i have 𦍋, and i could go 𦍋⻅, then it would be the index of the present preferred setting of, well, ⻅-theories, and currently, but 𦍋⻅ means already "currently preferred version of ⻅ ..... yea, i could also make ⻅⻅ meaning phantasies about, ravings and being mad with infatuation, about hsz1 of course, right as of now adressed as you, in this text. .... where are the quotation / citation marks, the incremental-sum-builder- or make-have-been-already-running-marks, idk. with already meaning allbeforeandever, or something alike, of course. whatever. of satan, of sentences. yea, now i really should stop that.

but 𦍋⻅⻅ is .... we need like 7 or 9 days, or 14, in order to arrive at having spoken about 𫠈 at least 4 different times. but i still don't know.

ya. should i now drink or something? well but i made progress kinda, but that's no excuse, and i had to look progress up, but, well, in all the things i ever wrote, actually, i mean, i can only have regress, as success, and while alike, fortnite progresses to instagram, while the word instant doesn't exist no more, but only insta, this also makes the old instagram post about the instastan a bit ... sad ... but i didn't mean like to push through while sitting triple-times anyway. yea. so back to fortnite it is, which progresses to instagram, while a thousand pepes come afloating on a screen, and the parents of LHA firstborn are no longer movie theater screens, with the 20+ pixel sirring around, but have found their place and decoy in the lingshenganhuo, and simmer can start once again, but also so why you creeping, and then i succeeded in hiding the "joke" i wanted to make earlier, but you would find it offensive in the end, and it still is, yet it is stridden, because dict.cc also like gives that, for "fortschritt", but i assume it means 4114 sidesteps, or something, "my stride", my stridings. what did i want to say?

yea, i obviously ridiculed all the children, victims, of 1119, and i linked it to the mere sounds of why you creeping, and a 1000 pepes come afloating ascreen, and they all die, because of how mean the LHA is, and stupid. yes. i thought it was funny though, maybe for reaching a stalemate, standoff, ok, for reaching a visualized standoff, which was beyond my wishes, but i always liked fish so much, yet not such a lot, while searching for the lock, encircleing the fog, yet this hair, this heir, air and throne, thrown and thrusted, through and above, ....

yea, i really should stop that. in a hopeless situation. reaching a standoff. why not stalemate. idk.

yes. i'm sorry. and tomorrow is also gone, i cannot write then, i believe.