#aljoscha kiss

[mann-gegen-mann-in-real-life]

I don't think this is brought up across here but I love Aljoscha Rompe too much actually

[spiel-mit-mir-ein-spiel]

Artig~Flake Lorenz

I saw this picture off Flake and i knew i had to write about him. He is so handsome here! I'm totally in love with Flake in their Feeling B Era!

It was the summertime and you went to the festival at the beach.

There was playing this band called Feeling B. You had hang out with them the night before because Paul's wife Nicky had invited you. You had a blast and you would meet them again. You got ready and you walked with Nicky to the campsite where the boys stayed. ''Hey Y\N!'' Paul yelled happily before he kissed Nicky. You smiled to him while greeting him back. Aljoscha was already drunk and hung around your neck. ''Nice to see you again. Flake is happy you came'' he said before he offered you a drink. You blushed and you sat down by the campfire. Flake came around the corner with a bottle of liquor. He smiled when he saw you and sat next to you. '' You came'' he smiled sweetly and you nodded. '' Ofcourse, why wouldn't i? I had so much fun last night'' you smiled and he smiled. You noticed he was really shy. You talk about all kinds of things and you felt comfortable with each other. You lit a cigarette and took a hit. You offered it to Flake who took a hit aswell before giving it back. You smiled at eachother and you leaned a little closer towards Flake. He leaned in aswell but then blushed and pushed his glasses further up his nose. You smiled and looked at the ground. ''Flake, can you help me?'' Paul said and Flake nodded before he excused himself. ''What the hell are you doing? Paul whispered at him and he looked confused. '' Pulling away from almost kissing? Dude she likes you!'' Paul said. Flake blushed. Paul placed his hand on his shoulder. '' No need to be shy Flake, just kiss her'' he patted his shoulder and Flake nodded. In the meanwhile you got up and talked with Nicky and Aljoscha while took a sip from the bottle of liquor. 'Damn, this is strong'' You said when you swallowed it and Aljoscha laughed. '' I brewed it'' he replied and you smirked. '' That explaines it''. Then you felt a hand on your waist and you looked up. You saw Flake standing really close to you. You smiled before putting your hand on his. ''Hey'' you said softly and he smiled. ''Hey you, wanna go for a walk?'' he said and you nodded ''Sure''.

He offered you his hand which you gladly take. It was a cool summer evening and the gentle breeze felt like a relief after a hot day. You closed your eyes in enjoyment. When you opened your eyes again you looked right in the face of Flake. You smiled sweetly and wrapped your arms around his neck. ''Y/N, i'm really not good in this, but i like you very much'' he said blushing and you looked in his eyes. '' I like you to Flake. It's okay, me neither but i'm sure we'll figure this out'' You said when you caressed his cheek. '' I'm going to kiss you now okay?'' Flake said and you laughed. '' Yess, finally'' you teased and he laughed before putting his lips on yours. He was actually a really good kisser. You smirked in the kiss when you pulled you closer to him and your hands on his cheeks. When the both of you let go, he ended the kiss with a soft peck on your lips. ''Wow'' you said mesmerized and he smiled. ''That was very pleasant'' he said and you giggled. '' Will you stay with me tonight please?'' he said and you nodded. '' I will stay with you as long as you like'' <3

[ask-till-lindemann]

Till hesitated. He wasn't entirely sure if this was his story to tell. But then he remembered that this was Mara. He could tell her everything.

And so he took her hand and spoke:

"Paul didn't know about Shadow until the mid 90s. During the Feeling B time Paul took charge a lot. He would drink and party, work as their manager and even took care of the car they had. Even back then, he was happiest when he made others happy. But that didn't quite fit the image they wanted to foster." He looked at the sleeping man lovingly. Where had the decades gone?

"Paul was always leaning more towards men than women, although he very much always liked both. I..." He swallowed. "Paul joined Feeling B when he was 18... Aljoscha was 36. Paul looked up to him and Aljoscha was very good at using that sort of admiration combined with Paul's people pleasing needs to his own benefit. Those two had something going on. A mentor mentee thing that Aljoscha... took advantage of. Paul was too young and too naturally submissive to mind. In fact, I think he enjoyed the workload and the sex as long as it made Aljoscha happy. And Aljoscha was hard to please. Flake knew. He was the driving force behind them leaving the band and joining Ramstein."

Till didn't realize he was rambling away but he has never told the story.

"We were recording. And Paul wasn't even a proper member yet. Schneider was opposed. They didn't get along very well during their Feeling B time. There was shouting and Schneider threw Paul's guitar out of the window. Mind you... This was before we had money. But instead of losing his shit, Paul simply left the room. Shadow witnessed that. Back then he was out a lot. The singing was still new, so was providing lyrics... And talking business with people we used to be fans of. Anyway... Shadow found him in the bathroom. Paul's hand were badly bruised. He was angry, disappointed, desperate and... well, he was trying to cope. He had slammed his fists into the wall of a few times. Said that broken fingers fit a guitarist without a guitar. There were tears. Without Aljoscha he was... untethered. Nothing Flake couldn't have helped with. Shadow stopped him. Physically. Simply held Paul's wrists behind his back. And that's when he saw it. The pain, the anger, the helplessness, it had made Paul rather aroused." He smiled at the memory. "When Paul saw that Shadow saw... He kissed him. Just like that. Kissed him hard. It was as much a challenge as it was a cry for help. Shadow gave his first blowjob that day but didn't like Paul's fingers tangling in his hair. It was a control thing. Like it had always been with Shadow. So he asked him to put his hands behind his back. Paul did and Shadow realized to his absolut delight that he liked it when Paul followed orders and much more importantly, that the pain from broken fingers against the cold wall made Paul moans so much more delicious. So... That first time, Shadow was serving Paul, helping him. And Paul had never been helped like that. Shadow would start experimenting with his newly discovered sadism anywhere and at any time. And Paul accepted it with great delight. Until the next crisis and Shadow realized that with Paul crises could be averted... If there was a system in place, a clear structure, rules to follow." He stopped. "Yes... That's how it started."

@bitter-hazel

Sport Frei.

Sport Free.

Free. What a joke.

Young men and women reduced to guinea pigs to prove the unattainable. Superiority.

Before Mara had met him, she had come across the snippets of the interviews. Electric shocks and blood irradiation. Training from sun up to sundown. The cruel irony of ruthless competition within a team. Stone cold trainers who cared only for results and nothing more. Drug cocktails given under the name of "vitamins" that did horrific things to the body and mind...

There was a defect in mankind's pursuit of glory, and a price to be paid with an unwitting and unwilling currency. Till, Akheilos, Shadow, Werner, Tillie... all had had a hand in the birth of this piece. All had been subject to the trauma. And now they bared the scars of that trauma to the world, taking its dead weight from shared shoulders for the carrion birds to tear asunder.

She was proud of them all, and held a spark of righteous fury for them.

"How far in the process did you get before the legal team shut down the self-immolation?" Because she knew he would have been totally against the use of a stuntman. She knew he had to feel that pain to know he put his everything into the piece.

It's just how he was. Bold. Blunt. Unshakeable.

Sweet Mara. She knew him too well.

"It's not like I've never done it," he grumbled. "I have. And it's perfectly safe. Doesn't even hurt."

He shrugged.

"So I guess there was no reason to do it. All the hassle without pain? Where's the fun in that?"

No pain, no gain, right?

Sport Frei!

[nofatclips]

Somethinggreater by Parcels, live from La Cigale, Paris

[famosoentrescalles]

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[nyarisu]

Okay, now tell me your top 5 scenes in R+ fic :)

I really tried to follow your exemple and keep it one scene per fic per author but. heh :D So, in no particular order:

Am Horizont by Feverdream (Hochrot): it'a tie between the Till/Aljoscha scene and the whole stealing street signs bussiness. On one hand, you have to conversation between Aljoscha and Till, his insecurities, Aljoscha noting his similarity to Paul and Flake ("I’m surprised you feel that way, you’re a lot like them"), Till kind of flirting with him, "Losch" and the latter being sweet and encouraging towards Till. "Men would love you, Till. You’re mysterious. You have a great body. You’re sex-obsessed". Till's mumbled "I’m not sex-obsessed" is amazing in the context XD The way Aljoscha looks while saying "What do you think you’re doing, exactly?", as well as the softness of the "If you feel like having a chat or meeting people, you know you can always stop by. Paul and Flake are smitten with you and I trust them on that, so" and how the different the 2 lines are just make me go ashkl every time I think of them<3 ON THE OTHER HAND! You have the whole scene with those 3 on the streets of Berlin. And I really mean every single word! As I always said and I'll always say, that scene is one of the most atmospheric and nice and visual things I've ever read♡ The way the city is described at night, the fog, the cold, the voices of people coming in the distance. The rooftop part was the perfect ending for this scene and my most favourite. "The fog had started to recede and a few snowflakes were fluttering in the sky. It would soon turn into sluggish mud, but for now, it was ethereal, almost magical. As far as the eye could see, the soft, pulsating gleam of street lights, roofs dusted with white, the red headlamps of rare cars, the square glow of lonely windows" and the heart warming "So that’s your kingdom, huh?" "It’s your kingdom too". It’s yOUR KINGDOM TOO. You can't just write things like this and expect me not to melt on the spot.

Bearskin Rug by hwbswd: As much as my heart would want to pick the scene with Till sleepily jerking off Flake and Paul but not really, sleep is more important after all ("When he rises to awareness again, Paul is minutely thrusting into his slack fist, and Flake is quietly snoring. Till is soft but still held between Flake’s legs. He goes back to sleep.")... I think I'll go with the very first part of the second chapter: "Till makes his way barefoot to the kitchen in the dark. Dawn is still hours off. It’s weird turning on lights, it feels more like a midnight party than an early-morning start, even though Paul left a toothbrush out for him in the bathroom. He can’t find milk, so pancakes are out, but there’s sausage and eggs and potatoes." For some reason, the image of someone in the kitchen very early in the morning, cooking something charmed me so much! And Flake in a blanket wraping himself around Till and being fed patatos by him is so nice and domestic and aaaaah （*´▽｀*♥ Just. Late nights in the kitchen (everything is so warm and quiet)

ein Wesen mich zu gehen drängt by moon_waves: This hole fic is a favourite scene. Sub Till between Schneider and an oblivious Richard, needy as hell and letting out a whine every so often? Yes, please! "A small keening noise came from Till and the two of them turned to look at him. He was still flushing deep, vulnerability vibrant in his green eyes, biting on his lower lip, and Richard seemed to soften at the sight, placing his hand back on him again, patting him gently before stilling" like dadljzdlookawdzkl?? "He briefly squeezed Till’s thigh before slowly moving his hand higher, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He heard a very soft whine coming from Till before the singer squirmed a little under his hand" afslk??!?

First Time for Everything by marblecats (kitthefox): probably the first making out scene which definitely lasts until they move in the bedroom XD (tho Richard riding Paul while being jerked off by Till will always be a close second). "He's tipsy and he's overheated, Till is so close and Scholle's fingers are drifting towards the skin of his hip. His heart hammers in his chest as he tries to comprehend what's happening here. He feels Till shift and a large hand floats upwards to land against his cheek, Till turns Paul's head towards him and presses his mouth gently against his". Like how could you not?? "Paul's hands come up of their own accord to clutch at Till as they kiss. He's wanted this as long as he's known Till and now he's here, he isn't quite sure what he wants to do, so he lets Till kiss him, opens his mouth and meets his tongue. Scholle positively whines behind him" ALSO! "Scholle in basketball shorts and a black t-shirt that he wears like the finest tailoring and Till in suspenders and boots looking rugged and windswept and they're the most attractive people Paul thinks he's ever seen in his life" that last part ends me every time.

I mean... it's either Wider Bed or Skin. They're short and similar enough that I usually read them one after the other whenever the mood strikes for. Both with an OC, one fic only with Richard, the other with both Richard and Till. Just. Being cozy and warm in bed. That's both fics. They are very warm and sweet. "before making his way back to the bed, wrapping himself around you again. You stroke his back gently, and sigh. [...] Your stomach flips, and Richard tucks his head under your chin". I can't even choose something from Skin, that whole fic is one scene and then finish :))

5 ARE NOT ENOUGH TT_TT

[i-have-feelings-bitch]

el desorden que dejas - the ending iago and roi deserved

so my beloved @roifernandez made me watch the show like a week ago and since we have literally no clue on how iago and roi are handling the aftermath, we sat together, aljoscha basically threw sentences at me and i created our own little happy ending for them. hope you like it! ♡

1.2k words // Iago x Roi // hurt&comfort // angst with happy ending

Raquel’s eyes are soft and understanding. Her voice is still husky, when she simply says, „It’s okay, Iago. None of this was your fault“.

Iago struggles to hold her gaze and eventually looks away. He knows he can’t fight back his tears any longer, so he turns to go back to his room without another word.

Shakily, he places one foot in front of the other. With every step though, Iago feels the darkness clawing at the back of his head, demanding entrance to his conscience, seeking awareness, trying to push him over the edge. He fails to keep his thoughts from starting to spin. His face twists in pain when everything that happened emerges in his mind once again, every horrible little detail visualizing in front of his inner eye. Iago’s legs can’t carry him any longer, so he just sinks down onto one of the terribly clean chairs in the hospital hallway. He doesn’t care if anyone sees him like that, he doesn’t care that he looks like he just crawled out of a dumpster; he certainly feels like he did.

A sob shakes his whole body, tears are now running down his cheeks in an endless stream, his heart feels like it’s going to collapse right in his chest. Desperate for any kind of support or stability, Iago clenches his hands into fists, his fingers entangling and his knuckles turning white from the force. Buckling over, Iago rests his forehead on his hands, a storm of self-hatred, guilt and black despair raging inside of him.

He cannot remember the last time he cried. It feels horrible, he feels horrible.

A desire creeps up in his chest, a desire he hasn’t felt in a long time. The desire to fill the void of loneliness. That very loneliness that has been a part of him for as long as he can remember; that very loneliness that has made its home inside of him and never wanted to leave.

He doesn’t want to be alone anymore. He’s sick of it.

Before Iago can lose the sudden will to look for company, he gets up and, without really thinking about the direction he’s heading in, strides down the hospital hallways, his legs and feet taking over while the tears are still blurring his eyesight.

 Two soft knocks draw Roi’s attention to the door. He didn’t expect to have any more visitors today. Roi doesn’t have time to answer though, as the door is opened not a second later. The view he’s given has his heartbeat staggering. It’s Iago. His Iago. With tears all over his face, a deeply pained expression on his pretty features, and his eyes so full of sadness that it has a stinging ache jolting through Roi’s chest.

Iago doesn’t quite meet Roi’s gaze, be it because of the tears or whatever other reason, Roi doesn’t care. All he wants is to hold Iago, hold his pieces together.

Silently, Iago closes the door behind him. His usually square shoulders are slumped down as if to hide himself, the rest of his body looking oddly small and lost in the hospital gown. Without a word, Iago takes a step towards Roi’s bed, but falters slightly in the motion. Raising his eyes to lay them upon Roi, he inaudibly asks for comfort, for help.

Roi feels like a cold hand is reaching for his heart, crushing it in its powerful fist, rendering him motionless. He’s never seen Iago like that before. Not when he dragged him out of that bathroom with Viruca, not even when Viruca died.

Forcing himself to break free from his momentary, circumstantial rigidity, Roi is quick to shuffle over to one side of the bed, although it is already fairly small. Offering Iago a hideout, he lifts his blanket.

It takes a weight off his mind when Iago actually moves, albeit slowly and carefully, to lie down next to Roi. His body radiates coldness, so Roi cautiously shifts closer, drawing the blanket across Iago and himself.

He’s unsure how to act other than that. Iago is shaking next to him, so obviously desperate for care, for love. Hesitantly, Roi moves to lay an arm around his friend, but is interrupted by Iago, who suddenly moves.

An ugly sob is breaking its way out of Iago’s throat and he turns to press his face into Roi’s hospital robe, hiding. His fingers cling to the fabric, clawing into it, and his whole body is jolted by his heavy crying.

Roi clenches his jaw, it utterly breaks him to see Iago like that. He feels tears welling up in him as well. Finally, he carefully pushes his arms to either of Iago’s sides, catching him in a soft, comforting embrace. Roi wants to help him better – he wants to say something, anything that would make the pain go away, at the least soften it. But he can’t think of any words that would change the situation, because it’s the truth. It’s the horrible truth, that they now have to live with. That Iago now has to live with. All Roi can do right now is hold his friend in his arms, and he does.

They lie like this for an eternity. Roi doesn’t know how much time has passed, for how long they have kept this hug, motionless, soundless, save for Iago’s sobs. But Roi couldn’t care less about time. Looking down upon the mess that was Iago, Roi can’t stop himself from lowering his head and gingerly pressing a light kiss on his head.

For a second, it has Iago pulling onto Roi’s hospital gown even tighter, searching for comfort, but eventually, Iago withdraws a little – only to look up at Roi, his eyes watery and brows tightly drawn together. His voice is hoarse and it breaks a little when he quietly whispers, “Thank you, Roi.”

Roi doesn’t know what to respond. He just gazes at his friend, finding himself – once again – lost in his facial features. Even now, Iago is the most beautiful person to Roi.

Without really realizing what he’s doing, he lowers his head, his face approaching Iago’s like in slow motion, until he can feel Iago’s warm breath stroking his own cheekbone. He pauses for a second, silently asking for consent and giving Iago some time.

Roi feels the slightest pull on his hospital robe and it’s the last breeze to push him over the edge, his lips meeting Iago’s in a feather-like touch. A ball of warmth and contentment erupts in Roi’s chest, his eyes fluttering shut. It never felt like that when they kissed before, he knows this time it would be different. Everything would be different, better.

 ~

Barcelona was loud and busy, but also calm and soothing when he needed it to. Sometimes he would just sit by the window, look down upon the street and pick out a random person to follow them with his eyes until they vanished from his view. It was a rocky road they had to go, and still have to go. But Roi was right there by his side, all the way through judicial hearing, through the imprisonment of his father, through therapy.

He heard indistinct clattering from the kitchen and a soft smile spread across his lips. Life was different now, it was better. Roi taught him how to feel real love, and taught him what it meant to be loved. How it felt to be loved. And it felt amazing.

[gehetzterfuchs]

Thank you for tagging me!! @mcrmadness and @stufenlosregelbar ☺️ (Whoops. Totally forgot about this until you tagged me, Aljoscha! :^D)

Last song: The Perfect Kiss by New Order

Last film: B-Movie

Currently watching: Nothing.

Reading: Tino Hanekamp on Nick Cave and Drive-By Shots by Nagel at the same time. : )

Craving: A live concert or two, an excessive techno party, another cup of coffee (too bad I already had 2 today...!), employment in Berlin to be able to start studying there, REAL jobs instead of going moldy at my workspace or at home---- Tagging: @banashee @bananensojamilch @wolltihraufdaslebenwarten @girl-with-a-tiee @nachtvogelfrei @lovebitesandwhisky

[i-ndil-cuimhne-ar-daniel]

(drawing by @mahanaimacallaris)

@mahanaimacallaris I hope you don’t mind me putting this in a new post, but I figured people would appreciate not seeing that long-ass post on their dash over and over again 😂 But I’ll put a link here to the first post with the other drawings/story: link

Well, this is my two-cents, including a couple of *cough* hints. 

Whatever happens in Munich, stays in Munich

The early morning light fell into the room through the half-open curtains, seducing the lingering darkness into a flirtatious shawdowplay, and Till watched as silhouettes danced across the wall in various shades of darkness – in the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more, and Ian Curtis offered him the words in that soothingly melodramatic voice, but,

no, not now, go away. The dark was as enticing as ever, but Till was ready to fight tooth and nail to keep himself out of the shadows. It was one of the few times they didn’t have any obligations and they got to spent a quiet morning sleeping-in, and, well, he wanted to be able to experience every moment in the light, not the dark.  

Till carefully wiggled his shoulders to find a more comfortable position, holding Flake tight as the slender man lay sprawled on top of him. His breathing warm against the skin of Till’s shoulder, his heartbeat a steady rhythm against his chest, and, Gott, I love you. Ja,

it was officially a thing, our thing, although Olli never missed a chance to remind them that,

without me your thing wouldn’t even be a thing, so theoretically speaking this is our thing,

and Till had no complaints about that. The more the merrier, right?

Though perhaps Flake would be a tad more difficult to persuade, especially after what I did… Because, ja, there was indeed the tiny thing Till had done. Nothing too serious, I hope, but he expected some trouble out of the keyboard player nonetheless.

Still, I can’t wait…. It wasn’t like it had been formally confirmed, but, they’re going to come through. Not just Olli, but, ja, them too, the mysterious person who had made the drawings of Till in the pink fluffy coat.

I’m not going to tell you, stop with the bribes, Till.

But they’re your favorite cookies. Look. I made them myself,

and Olli had shot him a look.

Fine. I bought them myself. But it was done with love – so much love!

I’m sure it was, and I appreciate it. I really do. But a secret is a secret. I crossed my heart and hoped to die.

You’re not going to die, Olli!

I’m not going to risk it either, Till!

Fine, but can you at least ask them to do another drawing? Please, for me, and Till had tried for the cutest puppy-eyes, and,

stop-would you just…fine, you got me. I’ll ask. Oh Gott, let me guess. This is about Munich, isn’t it?

apparently, it had worked. Olli had promised to ask for the drawing.

Flake is going to make a bit of a fuss, Till was absolutely certain. But most of it is in jest anyway. Spending years with the band, and specifically Paul, had left him more desensitized to outrageous jokes, nudeness, and things that should not be named, than he’d like to let on. He just likes the drama, that extra shiver of attention he got whenever he let out some screams and made a scene.

And he knows Munich was….epic, even for their standards.

It had been a quiet May evening. Tired from the concert and a meet-and-greet with fans, they had all retreated back to their own rooms, Flake following Till to his.

He’d just gotten out of the shower, and they were sitting on the bed with a glass of wine, chatting about things Till had by now forgotten about, when they’d heard a ruckus outside. Curious,

that sounds a bit like Paul,

Flake had gone to the window to have a look, and,

mein Gott, that is Paul! And Richard! And they’re….oh Gott…no!

What is it? And Till had gotten of the bed. Tell me.

No-no! We’re not doing this again, I refuse,

and Till had looked out the window, only to find Richard and Paul chasing Christoph through the hotel garden. The latter neatly in his shirt and sweatpants, but the other two, stark naked.

Oh, scheiße, look at them go, and Till had opened up the glass doors, walking onto the balcony. And of course, Flake had been right behind him.

Together they had stood at the banister watching as Richard and Paul were trying to corner Christoph, he’s actually pretty fast and agile for such a large man, and, thankfully, their efforts so far had been unfruitful.

It wasn’t for a lack of trying though. Throwing all regards for modesty out the window, Paul and Richard had run over the grass, sliding left and right as they tried to make quick turns. Hands waving, fingers grabbing, but Christoph had managed to outrun them every single time.

That’s quite a sight, isn’t it?

and Till had looked up to find Olli standing on the balcony next to his. It sure is. Mein Gott. Any idea what’s going on?

Shrugging his shoulders, Olli had chucked his fag over the railing, eyes still fixed on the spectacle unfolding in the garden below. You remember when they rebuild his drums at the bottom of the pool and left him to retrieve them by himself? Well, you’re looking at the payback. The start of a budding grin had carefully presented itself at the corners of Olli’s mouth. He took all their stuff while they were in the sauna.

The thunder of a hearty laugh had vibrated through Till’s chest. But, come on! Schneider isn’t stupid, he wouldn’t wait for them to get out.

Fully blossoming, the grin had spread itself across Olli’s entire face. Nope. But let’s just say someone still had a little bone to pick with our drummer about a missing container of cookies – and took his room key.

Till had laughed so loud he could have sworn he’d heard the sound echo, but,

Olli had simply smiled dryly. There are things I myself don’t need to see, but, uhm, you enjoy the show. Gentlemen, and on the beats of his farewell, he had disappeared back into his room, closing the doors behind him.  

Meanwhile, the manhunt downstairs had still been in full swing. But as the two firecrackers had decided to, finally, team up, Christoph had quickly found himself in a little trouble somewhere near the edge of the swimming pool. Caught between the covered obstacle and the two approaching fire breathing dragons, Christoph had yelled out at Till and Flake,

a little help here would be nice,

but Till had simply shrugged his shoulders, shouting back, you want to play with fire, you might get burned, while Flake had just stood there and waved.

I’M GOING TO REMEMBE–AHHH,

and both Paul and Richard had jumped him at the same time, cutting the sentence short as Christoph had let out a high-pitched scream.

With Richard’s arm around his neck and Paul’s full weight against his chest, it had only taken a few seconds to get him down to the ground. But Christoph was strong and lifting Paul up with one arm, he had easily plopped him onto the ground next to him.

Getting to Richard had been more difficult, as he was lying underneath Christoph, holding him in a firm choke hold. So, by the time he had finally managed to get a hand between his throat and Richards arm, Paul had climbed back on top of him, using his knees to try and help keep Christoph down.

Now, where up until that point it had only been a matter of some, things, dingling and dangling, now everyone was offered a full view of, everything, really, and,

MEIN GOTT, PAUL LANDERS, I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR NONSENSE!

Hands still firmly on Christoph’s chest, Paul had looked over his shoulder. THAT’S NOT FAIR, YOU NEVER YELL AT RICHARD.

THAT’S BECAUSE I’M NOT FORCED TO LOOK AT HIS, OH MEIN GOTT, ALJOSCHA WAS RIGHT! YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE,

and with a dramatically grand twirl Flake had turned on his heels, marching back inside, although Till was quite sure he must have still caught the,

YEAH, WELL, HE ALSO SAID I HAD A CUTE BUM. SO, TAKE THAT!

It had sent Till straight into another laughing fit, slapping his hand on the balcony railing as he had looked on as with joint effort and a whole lot of gymnastics, Paul and Richard had managed to get Christoph out of his pants as well,

which had been about the time the hotel manager had come running into the garden, another employee with a stack of bathrobes in tow.

And maybe it had been the whole incident happening at all, or maybe it had been just the simple fact they weren’t even drunk when it did. And maybe, well, most likely, it had something to do with their stubborn refusal to cover up in the offered robes, making their way through the hotel buck naked….but regardless of which one it was, verdammt, that guy had been pissed, raving and ranting as he had scolded them like they were a bunch of naughty children.

Luckily some sweet talking from Christoph and a very sad looking Flake letting out a little snicker, it’s a good thing he can cry on command, had convinced the manager to let them stay. For one night. Thus, the next morning they had gotten another telling off from Tom from management, who had to find them another hotel.

It was worth it though, that evening was….epic, Till had no other way to describe it. And now he would have a memento to hang on his living room wall. Flake is going to kill me, having to look at Paul’s naked ass every ti

a quick knock on the door roughly yanked Till out of his thoughts. Who can that be? “Yes?” But there was no answer. That’s weird.

“Wazz tha?” Lazily Flake lifted his head, his chin scraping along Till’s chest as he turned his head to face him.

“I don’t know. There’s no response.” His fingers tenderly caressing the soft skin of Flake’s back, Till leaned up for a kiss. “If you let me go, I can go and check.”

“Nah,” Flake stole another kiss, “I’ll go,” and rolled himself off Till, and off the bed. He stood swaying on his feet for a second, “woo-right, okay,” smiling at Till as he exorbitantly blinked his eyes. “Yep, I’m here,” and he turned to grab his bathrobe off the chair.

As long as you come back to bed after, Till watched as Flake swung the fabric around his shoulders like a cape, walking towards the door, I’ve got plans for you.

“I don’t think we were even supposed to answer,” Flake sunk to his knees, “there’s a paper stuck underneath the door,”

Really? Oh, wait-scheiße, “wait!” Till shot up, clutching a tangle of blanket in his hands.

but Flake had already picked the white sheet off the floor. “What could this-ahhhh, oh no!” In a flash he got up, “Till Lindemann, what have you done,” making his way to the bed. “Whatever happens in Munich, stays in Munich, remember?”

“Easy, calm down,” his hands held up in a half protective/half apologizing motion, Till smiled his dearest smile, “don’t be mad.”

“I just-I, mein Gott, will you look at it?” Flake held the paper out so Till could see. “They’re naked! Again!”

“Now, now, come on. It’s not like you haven’t seen that a couple of times before.” Till let go of the blanket and took the paper out of Flake’s hand. “Look, this is amazing. That’s us again. Remember, that moment we heard the noise outside?”

The corners of Flake’s mouth slightly trembled and,

oh, I’m on to you, Till knew all too well the other was attempting to hold back a smile. All I need to do, is draw it out. “Look, this is-come here,”

with his other hand, Till grabbed onto Flake and pulled him onto the bed, waiting for him to settle himself against his side before he continued.

“Look,” pointing at the paper, “how cute are those bums?”

A gentle nudge against his shoulder,

“and would you look at Olli! Mein Gott, he’s pleased with himself. As he should be! They would have never been outside if it hadn’t been for him,”

and on a sharp exhale of breath, Flake let out a laugh. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right – you’re right. The drawings are amazing.”

“But?”

“They’re amazing!”

“And?”

Flake let out a soft sigh. “It’s always shenanigans, all the weird shit we got ourselves into. Why not something, you know, sweet?”

Dropping the paper on the nightstand, Till turned towards Flake and took him in his arms. “Because I’ve already got you.”

“Oh, you,” a quick kiss on the nose, “I mean something sweet to put on the wall, next to those other drawings.”

“Like what?”

“Well,” a tender smile, “what about that night at Olli’s house, when you asked me to be yours?”

Oh Flake, that is sweet, it had taken Till a good four glassed of whiskey to amass enough courage to do so, but, such a fantastic night, sitting by the fire pit, looking at the stars. The whole damn lot of them standing watching from inside the house, although Till wasn’t quite sure if Flake had that in mind as well. Then again, seeing them scatter around when we looked their way was kind of cute., so I guess it counts

“Or that time when all of us went for a walk and Richard fell of that rock, and we all took turns supporting him until we made it back.”

Right, ja, that had been the previous year, during one of their gigs in England. Off course, Richard and Paul had climbed some rocks, but Richard had fallen off, hurting his ankle. It had taken them a good five hours to tackle a path that would have normally taken not even three, but they had made it. Together.

“Though the sweetest part was you giving him a piggyback ride for the last two miles.”

“My back was less impressed.”

“I know,” another petit kiss, “but you did it.”

Yes, I did. We did,

“or it could be something happy, like that doughnut eating contest – you know, when Christoph got mad at Olli for making him laugh, and he tried to shove three doughnuts into his mouth at the same time,”

nearly choking Olli, but, well, it actually had been kind of funny. Once Olli had stopped coughing and spitting out chunks of half-chewed dough.

“Oh-oh, or when that lady wouldn’t stop badgering Schneider about the god-awful way he treated his perfectly behaved pups!”

Resting his head against Flake’s shoulder, Till let out a thundering laugh. “Now that would be priceless! He got so annoyed. ‘Let me be, you’ve got no idea what they’re like.’ And Paul just kept sniffing her leg!”

“I still refuse to believe she didn’t notice.”

Another round of laughter. “Perhaps she liked it!”

Flake snorted. “Who knows. He sure did.”

“Stop it,” words carried out on a wave of exuberant laughter, “I can’t.” There’s always something going on with Paul….funnyman.

“Although I think we’ve ventured right back into weird again.”

“Are we ever anything but weird?” Till leaned back, looking Flake in the eye. “Seriously?”

“Nah,” Flake shook his head, “it’s just, some types of weird are definitely more enjoyable than others.”

Ah, “jokes and pranks are the good type of weird, naked bums are the bad kind?”

“Mmm,” a hint of tension built up in Flake’s face, focusing around the ever so lightly narrowing eyes, “that depends on whose bum it is.”

Ohhh, “I see,” tugging Flake closer, Till nuzzled his face into his neck, gently sucking the skin between his lips as he showered it with kisses. “I,” kiss, “like,” kiss, “where,” kiss, “this,” kiss, “is,” kiss, “going.” Till had a whole bunch of ideas that he was sure Flake would classify as, the good type of weird, and, I-

Putting a hand against his chest, Flake pushed Till away. “Are you sure?”

-what? “What do you mean?”

“Because as Olli would say, I still have a bone to pick with you over that Munich-thing, and I’m not sure you’re going to like what I’ve got in mind.”

“I’ll ask for another drawing, I promise!” Reaching back to a sure-fire favorite, Till faintly titled his head downward, looking up at Flake with slightly widened eyes, even pouting his lips to exploit the full potential of the endearing look. “Please be nice.”

“I’ll think about it. In the meantime,” Flake leaned closer, gently tapping Till on the nose, “go fetch the present I brought you. It’s in my suitcase.”

What did you do? “What is it?”

“You’ll know when you see it.”

This should be good, it looked like the morning was going to turn out even better than Till had imagined. Cuddles with Flake, the amazing drawing, and now, what did you bring me? He pushed himself to the edge of the bed,

“And Till?”

turning to look over his shoulder.

“You better be good.”

Oh hell yes, it was going to be a very good morning.  

[babypaulchen]

20, 31 and 32 for the writer ask game - if you want to answer those ♥

OH MAN thank you ;w;

20. Post a snippet of a WIP you’re working on.

“No, Flake,” I sigh. Flake huffs. He turns towards me a little more, to nuzzle his face into my chest, against the three layers of shirts I’m wearing. He mumbles into my sweater, guilt in his voice.

“Ugh. I’m sorry. You’re right. Just that little taste—I can’t think straight.”

“I understand,” I say, sympathetically. He’s not as accustomed to this thirst as much as I am. But I know what’s an effective distraction for our kind. I reach out to curl my fingers under his chin. He lifts his head to look at me with sad, apologetic eyes. Lacking those round glasses, now that this new body repaired his vision, those electric blue eyes are much more powerful, unobstructed. Even so, they are lacking a certain spark. Soon enough, we will be approaching starvation, and if Aljoscha doesn’t show up within the next few days, I will have to go out and seek someone to keep us afloat. Unfortunately, the brutal truth is that I do value our lives over that of an unfortunate stranger. But Flake will wait for me, back at home. I will never expose him to that side of our nature.

“It’s okay, we’ll be fine,” I murmur to him, slipping further down on the bed to become level with him. “Just kiss me.”

31. Hardest character to write.

FLAKE UGHHH I am so bad at understanding him lmao

32. Easiest character to write.

Paul I’d say just because he’s the one I’ve “studied” the most... I love writing him in so many scenarios 

thank you for the ask!!!! it does make me happy that people care ahhaha♡

[prismabird]

Any idea if Paul and Aljoscha were together at some point? Because in Flake's book he talks about Aljoscha getting with young guys after shows and Paul was always getting in kissing distance and cuddling and singing close into the same mic facing him.

I don’t actually know that much about the guys girlfriends. Not my area of interest or expertise. Sorry.

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Feeling B~ Punk im Osten. pt 6

Feeling B~Punk im Osten pt6.

Part 6 :3

Beautifull Flake :3

Warnings : mention of rape .

The girls and you started to run on stage before Amy started counting down and start playing the drums. Nathalie, Laura and you started playing and singing and the crowd started dancing and cheering. You saw Aljoscha, Flake and Paul standing in the crowd talking and you smiled when Paul winked at you.

You played your set and you finished the last song. Laura spoke to the crowd and you all thanked them before getting of stage.

The boys were waiting for them to enter the stage and you went to Paul when you gave your guitar to the crew. '' Good luck babe, we'll be watching you'' You winked and wanted to walk away before Paul pulled you back and kissed you. You let go and smiled. '' I want a lot more of those tonight'' Paul smirked and went on stage. '' You will'' he yelled and you went with the girls to the front of the stage. You all grabbed you a drink and stand as close to the stage as you could. They started playing and the girls and you all cheered. When they played '' Langeweile'' you started to dance and Nathalie. Laura and Amy joined you. Before playing their last song Aljoscha laughed and looked directly at Laura. '' This is for my special groupie'' he joked and Laura stook out her tongue. '' Show me your tits'' Aljoscha laughed but Laura actually did it. '''Oh wow'' he said and Paul laughed while Flake blushed.. Oh that man should be protected at all costs. The crowded cheered and we all went on stage to thank the crowed one more time and bowed. A couple of boys wistled at you and the girls and you smiled and waved before getting of stage.

Flake got handed a bottle of champagne same as Nathalie and when we came at our camping place they opened it. '' Cheers to the 2 most awesome bands in germany'' Amy laughed and we all cheered. Aljoscha and Paul made another campfire and you smiled when you took a sip of the champagne and you looked at Laura & Aljoscha sitting together. Amy had brought some dude with her who sat with her and Nathalie and Flake sitting real close together. ''Look at Flake and Nathalie'' you whispered in Paul's ear while leaning on him and he smiled. Paul tried to get his attention and when Flake looked his way, Paul gestured him to kiss Nathalie. He blushed and you nodded to him. Nathalie took a sip from her champagne and looked again at Flake. He smiled and grabbed her cheek with his hand and kissed her softly. Nathalie blushed but kissed him back. ''Omg, they are so cute'' you whispered in a high voice and Paul smirked. After watching them for a while , you stood up. Paul looked at you confused and you reached him your hand. ''I wanna lay down'' Paul smiled and took your hand. You went into the truck, stripped down to your underwear and lay down on your bed. Paul did the same and got in bed before pulling you close. You smiled and pulled the elastic out of his hair before going through his hair with your hands. ''I'm thinking about cutting it off'' he said and you smiled. '' You are handsome either way'' you whispered and caressed his cheek. He smiled before kissing you. His hand went from you waist to your bum and squeezed softly. You let out a moan and Paul smirked in the kiss. When you hand slide down his chest you heard a scream from outside. ''Get off me !'' You heard Amy yell. You and Paul jumped out of bed and raced outside. Aljoscha and Laura came running out their tent to and you were shocked when you saw that man laying on Amy. Paul and Aljoscha pulled the man away from Amy and you and Laura went to Amy. She was completely panicked and started crying. You hugged her while Laura grabbed a blanket for he. '' He tried to rape me'' she said sobbing and you kissed her forehead. '' It's alright, we are here'' Aljoscha slapped the man and his nose started to bleed '' Don't you ever come back'' Paul said while he pushed him. The man took of and they came running to you. ''Are you okay?'' Aljoscha said and Amy nodded. '' '' I'm so sorry'' he said and gave a kiss on top of Amy's head. Paul lay his hand on her knee and she smiled thankfull. ''We are aways her to protect you'' Paul said and Amy nodded. '' Omg are you okay?'' Nathalie said while she put her shirt back on running towards you. Flake followed her while he buttoned his pants. ''Yes i'm okay '' ''Can i have a smoke?'' she said and Paul gave her a cigarette and lit it for her.

After a while she wanted to go to her tent but Aljoscha stopped her. '' You are going to sleep in the truck. you are not going to sleep here unprotected'' he said and Amy nodded. '' You can sleep in my bed, i sleep with Y/N'' Paul said and Amy smiled. ''I'll walk with you'' You said while you walked with her into the boys Truck. She got into the bed and you put the covers over her. '' Thank you so much for helping me'' Amy said with tears in her eyes and you kissed her cheek ''Always sweetheart. You can call one of us if you need something okay?'' she nodded and hugged you. When you got out of the truck , you closed the door. You went to the rest and sat down next to Paul. '' You were having a good time together, didn't you?'' Laura said smirking to Nathalie who blushed. '' We wanted to go to sleep'' Flake said and Paul snorted. '' Sleeping my ass'' he said and you smirked. '' Flake, don't lie, i can see it off your face, but i'm happy for you. You look cute together'' you said while you lit a cigarette. ''Thanks'' Flake said shyly. Laura whispered something in Aljoscha's ear and he got up and pulled Laura with him to their tent. '' Close your ears'' you laughed. Paul shooked his head laughing. ' Are you coming to bed with me? Nathalie said softly to Flake and he nodded with a smile. '' Goodnight to you two'' he said and Paul smirked. '' Have fun'' he said and you laughed. Then Paul turned to you with a smirk. '' Uh, you okay?'' you grinned and he had a cheeky smile on his lips. '' We should take a shower together'' he said and you smiled. '' At this time?'' you said and he came closer while whisper in you ear '' Yeah, especially now. because now there is no one there''. He kissed you neck softly and you giggled. '' I'm getting the towels!'' You got up and run to truck to get towels.

Part 7 coming up and it will be sexy :3

[haifisch-ohne-traenen]

i was tagged by @babypaulchen <3

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (i wont tag anyone but feel free to do this)

— what was your last…

1. drink: water 2. phone call: my gf because I went home and wanted to know if we need some groceries 3. text message: to my best friend 4. song you listened to: “Wieder keine Zeit” by Feeling B cause my playlist decided its Feeling-B-time lmao 5. time you cried: last week because I m a melancholic lil shit

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: yes 7. kissed someone and regretted it: YES but I neither think nor talk about it 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes but only ONE time and there is no need to happen again

— fave colours

12. BLUE in all its shades  13. black ( although its just a shade of light and not a real color #artistshit) 14. actually every color except for pure red (makes me aggressive af)

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: ye 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: yes because of talking strange shit with my workmate  18. found out someone was talking about you: uh... not that I can remember 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20. found out who your friends are: yes and I’m glad everyone in my circle of friends is someone I can trust 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: yes

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: there is a bunch of irl friends

23. do you have any pets: yes my cutie of a black vampire cat!!! He lives at my grandparents home and his name is Tosker cause I’m a dumbass and thought Tosca is a male name lmao

24. do you want to change your name: nope

25. what did you do for your last birthday: celebrated it with my family (the same procedure as every year cause its the 23rd of december and in germany its one day before christmas)

26. what time did you wake up today: around 9:30 am

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching Scrubs

28. what is something you can’t wait for: /HYPE/ visiting Hamburg with my gurl <3 and SEE TILL LINDEMANN ON STAGE ASDFGHJKL

30. what are you listening to right now: B******** by Rrrrrrrrammstein

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: guests at work asking fucking dumbass questions

33. most visited website: Tumblr, dict.cc (my english is not the yellow from the egg lmfao - only germans will understand)

34. hair colour: brown with some lighter accents

35. long or short hair: short 

36. do you have a crush on someone: uuuuuuuuh mayyyyybeeeee its Till Lindemann atm maybe not WHO KNOWS /jazzy hands/

37. what do you like about yourself: my eyes and that I can kinda draw

38. want any piercings: yes

39. blood type: uh I have actually no clue

40. nicknames: Lou, Neo

41. relationship status: given to the most wonderful girl in the world @wiener-blut

42. sign: capricorn with fear of heights which is ridiculous for this kind of animal lol

43. pronouns: she/her

44. fave tv show: ehm like ... there are a few rlly good and I can’t decide... 

45. tattoos: one (the logo of one of my  fav bands (its NOT R+))  but there will be MORE even if I kinda “promised” my mum

46. right or left handed: right handed 47: ever had surgery: nope

48. piercings: earrings 49. sport: I used to play volleyball at school ... let’s talk about sth else

50. vacation: I LOVE to travel, sadly I don’t have money to do so

51. trainers: nope thats against my morals and my coolness /cough cough/

— more general

52. eating: DID I HEAR FOOD?! but only the good shit

53. drinking: uh mostly water and tea hehe /gets drrrunk on teeeeeaaaa/

54. i’m about to watch: /shrugs/

55. waiting for: my brain to be more creative and my inner fangirl to shut up about SATURDAY /E S C A L A T E S/

56. want: head bang but this will end up with some bad neck pain

57. get married: yes but only because of better conditions AND because I m a sucker for romantic stuff

58. career: uhhhh .... some cool pirate princess/prince

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: both? both! both is good.

60. lips or eyes: eyes (eyecolors are the shit! and i’m kinda superstitious so i think one can learn much about a person through their eyes)

61. shorter or taller: i dont care actually, but taller lmao

62. older or younger: I like my men older but my women younger (my gf said so while she laughed her ass off)

63. nice arms or stomach: nice arms

64. hookup or relationships: relationships

65. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: yep

69. sex on first date: nope

70: broken someone’s heart: no. (rare self-confidence breaks through)

71. had your heart broken: nah

72. been arrested: no

73. cried when someone died: yes, the day David Bowie died /cries/

74. fallen for a friend: /waves at my gf/

— do you believe in

75. yourself: only when I’ve talked long enough with myself to actually convince me

76. miracles: no

77. love at first sight: no

78. santa claus: yes /pouts/

79. angels: YEA

— misc

80. eye colour: blue-gray-ish

81. best friend’s name: Aljoscha <3

82. favourite movie: hmmm let me think about it for the next decades

83. favourite actor: it used to be Johnny Depp for a long time. now I’m not sure, but I still like him

84. favourite cartoon: does One Piece count as a cartoon?! (that was a big part of my teenage years)

85. favourite teacher’s name: my history advanced course tutor Frau Böhnisch (formerly Cieslak)

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Feeling B~Punk im Osten pt 2.

The next morning you were already busy early to pack the camper. You and Nathalie carefully loaded the instruments in the compartment at the bottom of the camper and closed the door. Amy and Laura grabbed all the bags from inside and lay then on the bed. You and Laura shared a bed and Nathalie and Amy shared one aswell.

''Ready?'' Laura said and she hopped behind the wheel. '' Yes!" Nathalie and Amy yelled and i looked at Laura. '' You okay to ride with your hangover?'' you laughed and she grinned. '' Yes i'm fine'' You put the jacket you borrowed from Paul on hopped in the camper aswell. '' Off to Flake's place'' you said and Nathalie smiled. '' He is really sweet'' she said and you turned around to her. ''Yes, he really is. He is very caring. A little shy, but once he has a girlfriend he is really confident'' you said with a smirk and she giggled. '' Good to know'' .

When you arrived at Flake's home, you saw the boys standing by their truck. Paul was busy talking with Flake and your heart fluttered. That man was so handsome it made you (almost) shy. Laura parked the caravan beside theirs and you all got out. Laura walked directly to Aljoscha after she greeted Paul and Flake and you shook your head. '' You were not even 8 hours apart'' you laughed while walked towards the boys. Flake gave you a hug and you hugged back. Then you walked to Paul and gave him a hug aswell. He smelled so good. ''Thank you for loaning me your jacket. It smells like me now tho'' you giggled while you gave it back to Paul. He laughed when he handed you his jacket back. '' You can have it , it looks way better on you'' he gave you an killer smile and you blushed. '' Thank you, that's sweet.

''Yo Lovebirds, wanna hit the road?'' Amy said while she hang out of the door of the camper. You nodded and Laura walked to door and hopped behind the wheel and blew Aljoscha a kiss. He winked at her and walked to their truck with a big smirk. Paul patted your shoulder and pointed his finger at Flake and Nathalie. They were talking but stood really close to eachother. Nathalie had little blush on her cheeks and Flake looked at her sweetly. ''Awh'' you said and Paul grinned. When Flake noticed that Paul and you were looking at them he smiled. ''Oh sorry'' Nathalie said and you smiled. '' No need sweetheart, you coming? We're going'' you said and you wrapped your arm around Nathalie and walked towards your truck. ''Flake, wait !'' you yelled when you grabbed one of the walkie talkies you had and gave it to Flake. ''If you or we want a break ,then we can call eachother'' You laughed and he snorted. '' You're a dork'' So are you'' you smiled and Laura waited till Aljoscha was ready and started to drive .

After a hour you grabbed the walkie talkie and pressed the button '' Flake, Flake, Y/N'' you laughed when you looked at Laura. '' Yes idiot, go for Flake'' you heard him laughing. '' You better be nice to me Flake'' you grinned and Laura snorted from laughter. ''Sorry sweetheart, what's up?'' Flake said and you pushed the button. '' Next gas station we want to stop for a cigarette break. agreed?'' ''Yes, very good idea'' i heard Paul said and you smiled. '' Good, see you then'' You laid the walkie talkie in the dashboard and stepped out of the truck when you got at the stop. Nathalie. Amy and Laura got off to and you stretched your back. ''Damn, those seats are Scheiße'' you mumbled and you lit a cigarette. Paul sneak up to you untill stood right behind you ''Complain already?'' he said and you felt his lips almost touch your ear and you startled. '' Fuck Paul!'' you said scared and Aljoscha laughed. '' No , that comes later'' he said and you stook your tongue out. ''Sorry, i had to, Coffee?'' he said and offered you a cup. '' Thanks, that makes up for it a bit'' you said pouting before taking a sip of your coffee. Paul winked at you and you grinned back. '' Oh Paulchen, flirting already?'' Aljoscha said and Paul frowned. ''Says you. It's a goddamn miracle you didn't fuck Laura already.. No offence Laura'' Paul said and Laura laughed. ''None taken'' ''Yeah well, she's hot'' Aljoscha and he looked at her. '' That being said, wanna be my girlfriend?'' he asked Laura and you looked suprised. '' What the fuck'' you said and Laura nodded before kissing him. '' ''Okayy...'' Amy said confused and Flake laughed. ''Okay then I want to say this, I'm not going to give up my bed for you. I'm not going to lay in that god awefull tent by myself'' you said and Amy laughed. '' Ask Paul if he wants to join'' She smirked and walked toward the truck. You looked at her confused, lost for words. '' Well if i can choose, i rather sleep in the truck aswell'' Paul grinned at you and you smiled. ''Fine, we'll go in the tent then'' Laura said and Aljoscha nodded in agreement. '' Good'' you smiled satisfied. ''Well, enough of this bullshit talking, let's go '' Nathalie laughed and you smirked. '' Oh, don't get me started Nat'' you smirked and Flake laughed. ''Girls''

Short one sorry, my daughter is still sick and doesn't sleep well at night... very nice... More Tomorrow :3

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Feeling B~Punk im Osten. pt 14.

Ich such' die DDR und keiner weiß, wo sie ist

(Gif is Paul & Flake looking for the DDR xD)

The next morning you were preparing the trucks to go back home.

You were exciting to see what the future holds for you and Paul. When you got done with closing the cabinets off , you went outside for a cigarette. You lit it and while you were smoking you looked at Paul who was putting the chairs away and laughing with Flake. His smile was so pretty. Laura grabbed the jarrycan with gasoline and filled the truck til it was full. ''Well, we're ready to go'' she said and you nodded. It was a bittersweet feeling. You had so much fun here and made memories, but you wanted to go home with Paul so bad.

The boys were ready to go and you looked around once more. '' Ready to go girls?'' Aljoscha said and you all smiled. ''Yes, let's go home'' Aljoscha kissed Laura before getting in the truck and Flake quickly kissed Nathalie's cheek before hopping in the truck aswell. '' Use your walkie talkie !'' Flake yelled at us and you lift up your thumb. Paul walked stood by your side and you smiled. '' I love you''''you said softly while burying your face in Paul's neck. He stroke you back when he chuckled. ''I love you to babe, let's go home'' He kissed my lips briefly before hopping on the truck when Aljoscha mumbled something to him. You smiled and took place on the passenger seat.

When you were on the road, you look behind you to Nathalie. ''Nat, will you pass me my guitar?'' you asked her and she nodded. She grabbed your acoustic guitar and gave it to you. ''Girls, i have a melody stuck in my head, maybe we can use it for a new song?'' Laura and Nathalie looked both happily at you. '' Go on, play it!'' Laura said and you started playing. After a while Laura started to hum to it and Nathalie smiled. '' This is really good!'' she grabbed a notebook and started to write down the chords while Laura thought of some lyrics.

''Time for a cigarette break!'' you heard Flake yell through the walkie talkie and you startled and let out a yell. Nathalie started to laugh and pointed out of the window. Next to you , you saw the truck with the boys in it laughing at your reaction. ''Give me that"" Laura laughed when she grabbed the walkie talkie from your head. '' Fuck you, we were writing a new song'' she laughed and you saw Paul looking your way. '' I wanna hear it!'' Paul said and you smirked. ''Soon'' you said and Laura took the turn to the gasstation.

When you parked at the gasstation, you got out with you guitar and sat on the bench. Aljoscha, Laura, Nathalie and Flake walked towards you and you started to play the melody. Laura sang the few sentences she wrote and Paul smiled when he came back with coffee. '' That sounds really cool'' he said and Flake nodded. ''Thank you love'' you said when you put your guitar away and took the cup of coffee from his hands. He smiled when Flake looked at you. ''When did you come up with this melody?'' he asked and you started to laugh. '' Well, exactly, it came to mind after having sex with Paul'' you said and Paul choked on his Coffee. '' You need to stop doing that'' Paul stumbled through his sentences while coughing. '' Sorry'' you grinned and Laura laughed. '' Well, sex can be really inspiring'' Aljoscha agreed and you chuckled. ''You okay?'' you said to Paul while rubbing his back. '' Yeah, good to know i bring you inspiration'' he chuckled and you smiled. You grabbed a cigarette and lit it.

''Will you stay with me tonight?'' you asked Paul and he smiled. '' Ofcourse, my place or yours?'' he asked and Aljoscha interrupted the two of you. ''Well, i'm staying at your place, just so you know'' You raised your eyebrow at Laura. ''Thanks for letting me know, don't ruin the funiture with sex stains please'' you said laughing and Laura rolled her eyes. '' It's my place then'' Paul chuckled and you smiled.

Later that night you arrived at Paul's place.

He opened the frontdoor and let you go first. '' After you darling'' he smiled and you walked inside. He had a apartment with 2 bedrooms. ''Go look around'' He said while you waited for him. You walked to the livingroom and you smiled. '' You have a pretty good taste'' you said while looking at his furniture. ''Ofcourse i do'' he smirked when he opened the door to his balcony and went for a smoke. You walked back into the halls and you went to the last room on the right. You opened it and a smile appeared around you lips. It was Emil's room.

In the corner was a small bed, next to it a small wardrobe and some toys. On the wall a cute wallpaper with bears on it. You felt a warm feeling bubbling up inside you and you bit your lip smiling. Then you suddenly felt Paul's arms wrapped around your waist and you smiled. ''What do you think?'' he whispered in your ear. '' This is beautifull'' you turn around to Paul and wrapped your arms around his neck. '' I tried'' he said and you kissed his lips briefly. '' Babe, Emil couldn't wish for a better dad. The way you speak about him and the love you have for him says it all'' you said softly and he nodded.

''Have you seen my bedroom already?'' He said and you shook your head. He pulled you with him and walked into his room. ''Omg, you have a huge bed!" you said smiling when you laid down on his bed. ''And it's so comfy! Much better than Laura's truck bed'' you grinned and Paul smirked when he crawled on top of you. He gave you kisses all over your face and then softly kissed your neck. You let out a sigh when you gave him more acces by turning your head. It was going to be a long night ..

[spiel-mit-mir-ein-spiel]

Feeling B~Punk im Osten pt 13.

Warnings'; none

''Babe, will you come with me?'' Paul said grabbing you hand. ''Yes ofcourse, what's up?'' you said to him smiling when you walked away while holding hands with Paul. ''Before we're heading back home, i need to tell you something important'' he said and he stopped walking and grabbed his wallet while pulling a little photo out of it. He gave it to you and you took it. It was a photo of a babyboy and he had features of Paul. You mouth fell open. '' Babe, this is your son, isn't it?'' you said looking at Paul. He smiled and nodded. ''That's my beautfull Emil'' The way Paul look at the photo of his son warmed your heart. You could tell he was proud of his little boy. '' Babe, that's so wonderfull. He is beautifull'' you said while cupping Paul's face and kissing his lips softly. '' He is, i'm glad you react like this because if we will build a future together , Emil will be apart of it'' You smiled. '' Ofcourse, i understand Paul. I will love to meet Emil when you think the time is right'' Paul wrapped his arms around you and hugged. '' I would love for you to meet Emil. When we are home, i will talk to Yvonne, his mother'' You nodded and hugged him back. '' Daddy Paul, i like that'' You wiggled your eyebrows when you walked back and Paul snorted. '' Idiot'' he replied and you laughed. ''That's why we fit so well together'' you grinned and Paul wrapped his arm around you while walking back to the others.

''Where were you? You promised to be the chef of the BBQ tonight!'' Laura yelled jokely and you grinned. ''Well, i'm here now so give me the goddamn thongs'' you smiled and put the meat on the BBQ. The vibe was good, everybody was having fun and you looked at the group with a smile. When your gaze landed on Paul, you kept staring at him. He was talking with Aljoscha and Flake. He looked so beatifull with his short blonde hair and the fact he was a father made you loved him even more. You didn't knew why but it made you feel secur about your future together. ''Hellooo?? Earth to Y/N'' Nathalie laughed and you blinked your eyes. '"What?'' she said and Aljoscha start laughing. ''You were staring at your man again, creep'' he said jokely and you stuck out your tongue. ''What are your plans when you are home?'' Laura and Aljoscha are moving in together so you can't beat that'' she laughed and you smiled. '' Omg guys, congratz!!'' you smiled and they nodded thankfully. ''Well, when we get home, i will first call my friend Lily. She plays the bass and maybe she will join our band'' You said and Laura smiled. '' That would be awesome!'' she cheered and you laughed. 'Then i will finish my last trimester at beauty school and i'll hope we can finish our album finally and last but not least, meeting a very special little boy'' you smiled from ear to ear and Paul smiled sweetly to you. ''Emil?'' Flake said and Paul nodded. '' Who is Emil?'' Nathalie asked while looking at Paul. ''Emil is my son'' he replied and Nathalie looked surprised. '' Omg , that is so cool! you're a father!'' she yelled out and Flake laughed. ''So cute!'' Laura said and Aljoscha smirked. '' Is it like a thing when dad's are suddenly hot or something?'' he asked surprised and you laughed. '' The fact he is a Daddy'' you said wiggling your eyebrows and Nathalie burst out in laughter. '' Please don't say that again'' Flake looked at you with disgust and you grinned while getting the hamburgers on the plates. You handed the plates out and the last one you gave to Paul. '' Here you go Daddy'' you said jokely and Flake sighed. '' Sometimes you annoy the shit out of me'' Flake laughed and you smirked. '' Whatever. you adore me'' you said smirking while winking to Paul.

When you were all done eating, you sat down by the fire roasting marshmallows. ''Guys , i want to say something'' you said and they all looked at you. '' I want to thank you all for these amazing two weeks. I had a blast and i'm really gratefull we made new friends and found old ones'' you said while winking to Flake. '' I agree!'' Nathalie said and Laura nodded. ''To new friends! and lovers'' Aljoscha said and you all cheered.

After a while you wished everybody good night and went to your bed. It were an eventfull few days and you were drained. When you lay down you pulled the covers over you and sighed in relief. When you almost fell asleep, you heard Paul coming into the truck and closing the doors behind him. ''Are you awake?'' he wispered softly and you turned around. ''Barely'' you grinned and looked at Paul who quickly undressed and crawled under de sheets with you. He pulled you close and when you lay your head on his chest. The beating of his heart made you relax and made you fell asleep. Paul kissed your head and went to sleep aswell.