#du hast my love!

[rammingthestein]

🎈 Happy 27th birthday to the single, "Du Hast" released on this day in 1997 (21 June 1997) 🎂

It was released as the second single from their second album Sehnsucht (1997). It has appeared on various soundtracks for films, most notably The Matrix: Music from the Motion Picture, and featured in the music video games Guitar Hero 5 and Rock Band 3. The song's title is a play on the homophones du hasst ("you hate") and du hast ("you have").

There are two versions of the song: the original version completely in German, and a second version partially in English (found on special editions of the Sehnsucht album). In the second version, the first chorus and the verses are in English and the last chorus is in German. The English lyrics are not a direct translation of the German; the original lyrics take advantage of a pair of German homophones: when conjugated in the second person singular form (i.e. "you"), the verbs haben (to have) and hassen (to hate) become respectively du hast and du hasst, which sound identical

The song’s chorus, “Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet, treu ihr sein für alle Tage?” translates to “Do you want to be faithful to her until death separates you, all the days?”

The lyrics reference traditional German wedding vows that go, “Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet, treu ihr sein alle Tage?” (Do you want to be faithful to her all the days until death separates you?).

In 1999, “Du Hast” was nominated for a Grammy Award for Best Metal Performance but didn't win.

[endlich-allein]

Pyro ✨ (Vilnius, Lithuania, 22-05-2023) © Anar Reiband (IG Story)

[thrill-kill-kult]

Reblog this and put in the tags what song u listened to as a teen that shaped ur music taste as an adult <3

[theydoctor]

Die Ärzte - M&F (4/4)

[carajilloplz]

bad habit ✮⋆˙ joost klein

SMUT 18+ MDNI

warnings: smoking, alcohol consumption, w33d (just a little), lots of teasing omg it's ridiculous, making out, oral!fem receiving because joost is a MUNCH, unprotected p in v, choking kind of?, orgasm denial and overstimulation

i am so sorry

Du weißt, dass das eine schlechte Angewohnheit ist, oder? - You know that's a bad habit right?

Hast du Feuer - Got a lighter?

Inside the venue, the music was ridiculously loud. Your friend had dragged you to a show (Ski Aggu? You had no idea, you were just there to support) and it was a good show and pretty solid music, but not exactly what you would listen to on a daily basis. In the end you ended up enjoying it, loving the antics onstage. Your favorite was that one song, probably his most recognizable because you’d heard it out before, where a tall blond guy wearing a full-on dress shirt with a tie and some funky-looking glasses. 

The show was good, and since your friend had run into some acquaintances, you accepted your fate for the night and gestured to her that you were going out for a smoke. You’d had a few drinks already and just wanted to take a break from that and the overly loud music inside. Stepping outside, you took in the Berlin night cold and cursed yourself for only wearing a thin slip dress, at least covered by the oversized leather jacket with a million pockets. Curiously, somebody stepped out of the bar as well and you recognized him as the blond who was onstage earlier for that one song. 

“Du weißt, dass das eine schlechte Angewohnheit ist, oder?” He spoke, teasingly referring to the box of cigarettes in your hand as you rummaged through your pockets for a lighter.

“Hast du Feuer?”

“Yeah, I’ve got one.” he says, reaching in his pocket.

You scoffed, shaking your head at yourself. “Is my german actually that bad?”

The man laughs, exposing a set of very charming dimples and a crinkle in his eye hidden by his wide-rim tinted glasses. “No it’s not, you’re just drunk and very clearly not from here.” He reaches out his hand with the lighter in it, and as you go to grab it he snatches it back, smirking and giving you a challenging look. “And what do I get in return?”

You roll your eyes, reaching into your pocket. “Here, you can bum one off me.” The blond nods appreciatively as he grabs a cigarette from you and proceeds to light his own first. He then reaches out with the lighter to yours, holding it up to light your cigarette and you can feel his gaze on you. There was a significant height difference, so you had to crane your neck up quite a bit to speak to him. 

“Thank you…?” you say, prompting him to share his name, playing dumb because you already knew it. 

“Joost” he replies, exhaling smoke and looking down at you, very obviously devouring you with his eyes. Oh so that’s what he’s playing at. “And you are…?”

Immediately your demeanor changed because, hell, he’s quite hot and seemed pretty fun from what you’d seen of him on stage. Might as well. You told him your name and teasingly started inquiring about his stage presence. 

“So you’re friends with Aggu or something right?”

“Yeah,” he says, taking a drag and leaning his shoulder against the wall, towering over you. “We’ve been pretty tight since we were openers together once.” You nod understandingly, raising your eyebrows in the most subtly patronizing way to keep teasing him. He catches on. “Why, you listen to him?”

“No, not at all actually. My friends dragged me to this show.” you say, matter-of-factly “Lowkey I thought it would be kind of bad but I am pleasantly surprised.”

“Good,” He’s kind of shocked by your bluntness, but clearly intrigued. “What was your favorite song?”

“The one you sang with him.” You reply, finishing off your cigarette and dropping it to the ground and putting it off with your boot. “I’m going back in, you coming?”

Hurriedly, Joost takes a few last drags and follows you inside, lightly putting his hand on the small of your back as you led the way back to your friends.

“There you are, babe!” your friend replies, dropping the conversation she was having with an acquaintance. She leans closer to you, speaking into your ear over the loud music. “I see why you were gone and I’m not gonna get mad because he’s cute.”

You brushed her off with a wink and a laugh and casually turned back to Joost, “This is Joost, Joost this is my friend Lina that dragged me here.”

She waves, “Big fan.” and turns back to her other conversation. Silently you thanked her to yourself for getting the hint. You turn back to Joost, looking up at him and pointing accusingly.

“You owe me a drink for giving you one of my cigs.” you say, teasingly looking up at him with a smirk. You had to play his game, and at this point you felt like he was catching on too.

“Oh do I?” Joost replies, looking down at you challengingly through half lidded eyes and lightly licking his bottom lip. “You’d still have to owe me one back.”

“I can give you a kiss and we’ll be even.”

He nods, biting his cheek and turning to the bartender and signalling for two more of what he was drinking. Your drinks get served and you stand on your tippy toes, hand on his chest to lean into his ear to say ‘thank you’, and as you pull back he leans in but you quickly dodge him with a playful smirk. He’s very clearly into it and going in for the long run, so he followed you when you grabbed his hand and gestured towards the dancefloor. Even if Aggu’s show was over, the venue was still thumping with music.

Swaying your body rhythmically with the beat, Joost’s hands found themselves comfortably settled on your waist, slowly reaching towards your ass and pulling you closer like that. You kept going though, turning around and staying close to his body, making a point of teasingly moving your hips against him, feeling the light graze of his crotch against you.

This set him off the edge and he kept one of his hands firmly on your hip and reached the other to splay his arm across your shoulders in a light headlock to pull you closer. “And when can we get even?” He says into your ear, his voice an almost growl dripping with desire.

You turn around and look him wantonly in the eyes before reaching to give him a kiss. Joost kisses back firmly, leaning down a little to match you and reaching up his hand to cup your jaw. Immediately in that drunken kiss, you tangle your hand into his hair, complimenting the clashing of teeth and the slow roll of Joost’s tongue in your mouth. You continue to kiss, sloppily grabbing at each other, his hand snaking to grab at your neck and you reaching up to snake your arms around his shoulders as he pulled you closer. He suddenly stopped. 

“Liefde, I have to take you home.” Joost pants, cheeks red and flustered from your passionate kiss. “You’re driving me insane.”

You give him a teasing look. “Look at you, all direct. Don’t seem like the type.”

He scoffs, leaning down towards your ear— “If I weren’t direct I wouldn’t be able to tell you that the though of you makes me hard and I want my head between your legs as soon as possible.”

This comment shuts you up completely, shooting a bolt of electricity down your spine and the mere idea of Joost between your legs makes you squirm pleasurably. You nod, looking up to him still slightly in shock.

“Let’s go to mine, I’m two blocks away and I’ve got weed.”

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The walk back home for the two of you was excruciatingly long because you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. You walked with your hand slipped in the back pocket of Joost’s jeans, and he kept looking down at you as you took another drag from your cigarette. He couldn’t help himself, really, and he pressed you against the nearest wall and gave you a long, deep kiss. You both grabbed at each other as you passionately made out against the wall of some random building on the way to your house. Romantic, huh?

Somehow, you made to your apartment and you discarded your leather jacket at the entrance. This left you in a very thin, almost transparent silk slip that gave Joost a perfect view of the outline of your body behind you, the dress almost translucent because of the light. 

You plopped onto your couch, reaching for the bong on your coffee table as Joost sat next to you. Taking one or two hits, you passed it onto him as you analyzed his face in a different light than where you were before. His eyes were a dashing color blue and his blonde hair was the just right amount of tousled, falling onto his defined face perfectly.

He didn’t finish putting the bong down on your coffee table before you straddled him, looking onto his eyes, almost level to you because of his height, and gave him a profound kiss. His large hands settled on your ass, encouraging you to move your hips backwards and forwards, prompting him to grind back up into you. You continued like this for a while, tongues clashing and hands grabbing at each other, clouded by the substances running through your systems. You worked on loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt as you continued your kiss, pushing it down and off his body. Joost thought you looked positively angelic as you pulled away, connected still to him with a string of saliva and focusing on rubbing your tangibly wet pussy on his hard crotch. 

Suddenly Joost grabs you from above him and turns you around to lay you on the couch, immediately putting his weight on you and passionately continued your kiss. You felt his bulge on you, hard from all the anticipation and teasing you even more as he continued to slip his tongue in your mouth. He snakes his hand down your side, rreaching down to your thigh and grabbing all over it, clearly enjoying the plush of your soft skin. Slowly, he begins reaching up towards your slip, moving it up slightly so you are more exposed.

“No underwear?” He asks through your kisses, snickering as you whine slightly because of the subjection he’s putting you in. Joost continues, smoothly and teasingly moving his hand on your waist, moving down to your leg, wrapped around him, and reaching up to your ass and giving it a slap. This sends a jolt through your body, extremely turned on but surprised at his harshness. You let out a moan and pulled him even closer. 

“You liked that?” You moan in approval as he begins moving his hand between your thighs and breaks the kiss to start kissing your neck. Joost was literally leaving you speechles with his touches, making you a writhing, whining mess under him. He brings you up towards him to slip the straps of your dress down your shoulders and begins kissing down your chest, making you whine as he starts going lower and lower. Bringing his hand towards your pussy, he slowly traces his fingers up your slick folds until he gets to your clit. He starts to draw small circles with his thumb on the bundle of nerves, sending shocks through your body and making your back arch, bringing you closer to him. 

As he continues to teasingly and painfully slowly move lower, you tangle your hands in his messy blonde hair. He finally reaches your throbbing pussy, but not even making a single movement that would indicate he would do anything yet with it, focusing on kissing your thighs.

“Fuck Joost, please do something” you moan, arching your back and expecting him to do something, but he just stops his kisses and puts more pressure on your clit. At this rate, you felt like you were coming closer and closer without him doing that much purely from the teasing.

“What was that, baby? I couldn’t hear you.”

“Please eat me out Joost, stop being such a fucking tease.” You reply through another moan, pulling at his hair to get closer.

“Ask nicely and I’ll do it.” He replies, menacingly pressing his thumb even more and looking up at you expectantly. “I want you to beg.”

That alone sent you into a moaning mess, immediately submitting to his touch. “Joost please please eat me out, I need you. Please do something, I can’t stand it.”

He instantly puts his lips to your pussy, lapping at your clit and putting one, two fingers in, hitting just the right spot, making you whimper out when combined with the feeling on your clit. Joost was clearly enjoying himself down there, running his tongue in all the right places and pumping his fingers in and out of you at a rough but pleasurable pace. You felt the familiar build of pressure in you, heightening your sensitivity to every touch and lick. 

“Fuck Joost keep going please” You moan, pulling at his hair and trying to keep your legs from shaking. “I’m gonna come.”

He immediately takes his mouth off of your pussy and climbs back up to your level, leaving you confused  and overstimulated from the lack of touch. He brings his hand up to your neck and grabs you by your jaw to look directly at him.

“You don’t cum until I say so.”

Joost quickly reaches down to unbuckle his belt as he continues kissing you. He was impossibly hard, and you helped him unbutton his jeans and reaching down to palm him through his underwear. He immediately let out a moan of relief at the loss of pressure when he pushed off his jeans, grinding into your hand as you both moaned at the buildup of anticipation. You were still put off from your orgasm and he was ready to shamelessly start fucking you, so you were both clearly on the same page when you reached down to pull down his underwear and release his hard cock. He was huge, you could feel it from making out earlier but seeing it at it’s full length you felt scared but also extremely turned on.

Through moans and clawing at each other, he grabbed his cock and quickly found his way towards your entrance, nudging the head of his cock and rubbing it against your hole.

“Tell me if you can’t take it,” he pants, and you were flattered by the concern but you knew better.

“Just put it in Joost, I need you inside of me.”

This set him off. He instantly started pushing himself inside you with a groan, bottoming out easily because of how wet you are. Joost looked at you to see if you were okay, and continued once you let out a moan and looked up at him. He moved at a painfully slow but strong pace in the beginning as you adjusted to his size, and once you started bringing him closer, he sped up his pace. 

Both of you a mess of moans and groans, you continued to angle yourself towards his pounding thrusts, making him groan more as you started clawing at his back. You felt a mix of pain and pleasure as you felt his length inside you, building up the pressure in your belly once more, this time more intensely. He was bottoming out completely with each thrust now, letting out garbled curses in Dutch and pounding into you as you moaned out. 

“Joost, please can I come.”

“Yes you can schatje, come for me.”

Instantly, you gushed all over his cock, arching your back and seeing stars. You stayed in that state for a minute, relieved from the overstimulation, but he didn’t stop his thrusts. 

“I want you to come again, baby. C’mon get on top” he says, bringing you up as he sat up on the couch. Although you were blissed out from your orgasm, you still couldn’t help but be entranced by his orders, so you gave him a kiss as you straddled him, sinking onto his cock with a whimper. He was the one that continued the pace, hands on your ass, moving your hips back and forth and getting himself off with you. 

You were a mess at this point-- your hair was all tangled and you were a flustered mess full of scratches and one or two hickeys, just like him. He placed a firm slap on your ass, which made your dripping cunt clench around him and made him let out a loud groan as he thrust up against you again. 

“Fuck schatje you feel so good on me.” he groans, continuing to bounce you up and down. Joost loved the way you looked on top of him, a flustered, moaning mess that did everything to reach that second orgasm that he felt was close for you. That pleasurable pressure was growing in you again, and your overstimulation was driving you crazy. You loved the feeling of Joost’s cock inside of you, and in this position it was just hitting the right spot every time.

Joost eventually got sloppier, and started moaning harder, groaning your name hotly in your ear, which combined with his hands on you drove you closer and closer towards your orgasm. 

“Can I come inside you?” he asks, “I’m close liefde, fuck.” You moan at the mere thought.

“Please come inside me Joost I’m so close.” You moan, intensifying your movements for a moment, Joost moving your hips harder, which set you off into a mess of gasps and whimpers, leaving you without air as you felt the flash of your second orgasm. 

Your orgasm set off Joost too, coming at the feeling of your pussy clenching around him, and with a deep groan of your name, spilled inside of you. The both of you stayed there for a moment, panting as he leant his head against the back of the couch looking up at you. You looked divine, a blushing, blissed out mess and he was sure he wanted to have that view again. You leant against him, slumping back and putting your head on your shoulder. 

Peppering kisses along your shoulder, he sighed. “Fuck smoking, I don’t know how I’m going to quit you now. ”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

a/n: thank you for coming to my tedtalk. i needed to get that out of my system. i'm like speechless at myself because of how horny this is.

[keenzinemugstudent]

👩🏿‍🍼🍼Imagine Konig finds out you gave birth to triplets.👩🏿‍🍼🍼

This poor man is on his knees hugging your waist and legs hiding his face in your stomach, you're gently rubbing his back trying to calm him down while Ghost, Soap and Price are starring down at the three sleeping babies.

Y/n: Darling please calm down.

Konig: I'm so sorry!

Y/n: Seriously it's fine so will you please get off the floor!

Konig: I'm a terrible person! Es tut mir so leid, meine Liebe! ( I'm so sorry my love!)

Y/n: It's not as bad as you make it, I swear it was quick and easy! See I'm fine and so are the babies so please stop crying sweetheart!

Yeah this man is not hearing you at all all he knows is that you were alone and you gave birth to three of his children, yes you both wanted kids, yes he knew you were pregnant but triplets?! Who would have thought?

Soap: I still can't believe Konig is a dad?!

Price: They are cute, I just can't believe I'm a grandpa.

Ghost: Poor Y/n gonna have their hands full dealing with four babies

Soap: Four? I know you're old but your not blind at least not yet.

Ghost: *points at a crying Konig* Four

Soap: Oh... Now hold on a minute that's just mean!

Ghost: Just being honest

Konig: Danke, dass du mir drei wunderschöne Babys geschenkt hast, meine Liebe! Ich verdiene dich nicht! (Thank you for giving me three beautiful babies my love! I do not deserve you!)

Y/n: I love you too but please stop crying! And get off the floor already!

(nothing tells me I got that translation wrong so I'm going to have to look it up again 😭)

[pelova4president]

My muses

Laura Freigang x Sydney Lohmann x Reader

summary~ In which you fall for two German girls that are in a relationship with eachother. They’ve had their eye on you for a little while now and decide to make a move now you’re working with their national team.

Syd and Laura are bestfriends, everyone knew that. They roomed, sat and did basically everything together. They played for different clubs but that didn’t matter, they got to see eachother more than enough.

What most people didn’t know is that they are a little more than friends, girlfriends to be exact. They didn’t really try to keep it private but everyone just thought that they were good friends since they had always been like this.

When you moved from the Netherlands to Germany it felt like a big change, you were only twenty and, ofcourse you knew a few words and sentences but that was it. German sounds a bit like Dutch but it was still hard to understand all of the difficult business words, especially when they were talking so fast.

You’ve been a sports photographer for about three years now. It began with your love for women’s football. Watching your childhood club Ajax play week in week out, you wanted to capture it. After you realised your phone camera wouldn’t do the job anymore you bought a real professional camera, it had cost you a fortune and you had to work extra hours at the cafe you served at. But honestly, it was the best decision you’ve ever made. You tried to capture moments from your seat in the stands but that was hard when the bald men in the seats in front of you stood up at every exciting pass.

Eventually, you mustered up enough courage and mailed Ajax, asking them to get access to the field to photograph the players in action. A few days later you got a response back saying that they’d like that.

After capturing many more games you signed a contract with the club, not as a player but that didn’t matter.

That’s how you got here, signing a contract with the German women’s football team as media manager and photographer. You’ve photographed some of the players because some of the girls had played against Ajax. But this was all still very new to you, working in Germany and also managing the socials.

They also didn’t really bother to introduce you to the girls, you just had to start. Or well, that’s what you understood anyway.

The start of your new era began rather hectic. The German girls were going to Italy and Portugal for some friendlies. They would play against Iceland and England to prepare for the World Cup.

You were staying in the same hotel as the team and at dinner time you eventually met some of them. Sitting alone, Laura approached you.

“Hey, ich bin Laura, ich glaube, ich habe dich schon einmal gesehen.” (Hey, i’m Laura, i think i’ve seen you before.) she introduces herself. “Ich bin y/n, but uhh i don’t speak that much German. I’m the new media manager.” you say awkwardly. Why are you like this all of a sudden. “Oh sorry, i didn’t know but you’ve got an accent. Where are you from?” Laura asks you.

You tell her about your little journey, working for Ajax and photographing. Laura sits down at your empty table and you fall into a nice conversation. She apparently remembered you from a game she played against Ajax a few months ago.

Laura was telling you about her love for photography when a certain midfielder came crashing the conversation. “Laura, warum hast du mir diese Schönheit nicht vorgestellt?” (Laura why didn’t you introduce me to this beauty?) the girl said. Laura rolled her eyes at her, “Syd this is y/n, our new media manager and sports photographer, y/n this is Sydney my idiot girlfriend.” Laura explained.

You didn’t even know the girl but to say you were disappointed that she was taken was an understatement. You really clicked and thought that she was even flirting a little bit with you but you were just imagining things apparently.

Syd sat down on the chair on the other side of you and began to ask you things too. But she had other questions in mind. “So, do you have a girlfriend.. or boyfriend?” the midfielder asked you shamelessly. “Uh no, i don’t have a girlfriend at the moment.” you said with a red face trying to look anywhere but at the couple. The two German girls smirked to eachother and continued to pester you with questions.

The next day Laura and Sydney wanted to take you out for the day since they had the afternoon and evening off. Laura had promised you some beautiful views and good food so you couldn’t resist a night out with the two girls.

You dressed up and had done your makeup and hair. The two girls knocked on your door and when you opened it you saw both of the girls looking you up and down. Sydney licked her lips and greeted you, “Du siehst echt gut aus” (You look really good) and Laura did the same, “Du siehst so schön aus.” (You look very pretty).

They walked you to the black BMW they had rented and Sydney opened the car door for you. Laura sat in the drivers seat and Sydney in the passenger’s. Sydney connected her phone and r&b played on the background of your lighthearted conversation. At some point in the conversation they stopped talking English and switched to German.

“Sie sieht gut aus.” (She looks good) Laura said looking in her little mirror. Syd hummed, “Sie ist sehr schön. Glaubst du, sie mag uns?” (She’s very pretty. Do you think she likes us?). You were looking out of the window, listening to Frank Ocean when you heard Laura speak English again. “I think so, i guess we’ll have to find out.” and with that she parked the car and opened your door.

They took you to a very nice restaurant, the vibe was good and the food and company was even better. They kept flirting with you and now it wasn’t just Laura when she was alone with you, they both were and they both seemed to be okay with it too.

“What got you into sports photography?” Sydney asked you. “Well, i wanted to capture the moments and you know, the women.” you laughed, your face heating up. The couple laughed at your answer and Laura spoke again, “I get it, i’m surprised none of my teammates made a move on you yet, you’re a pretty girl.”. You were surprised but flattered by her words. “Oh thank you, the both of you look really good too.” you complimented them.

“Sie ist niedlich.” (She’s cute) Laura said to her girlfriend. The brunette gave her teammate a smile and looked at you again. “Yeah, you think so, liebling?” Sydney asked you, trying to get more out of you. “Yeah- well i mean you know, you’re both really attractive and sweet and stuff.” you rambled and they let you. Both of the girls giggled at your rambling, finding it quite cute how you got flustered so easily.

The night ended after some more teasing and a nice dessert. They walked you to your door and told you that they enjoyed their evening with you and how they’d love to do something like this again sometime. Sydney kissed you goodnight on your forehead while Laura kissed you on the corner of your lips. You wondered of she did that on purpose or if she did it by mistake.

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portugal📍, italy you’re next.

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viviannemiedema 😍😍

stanwaygeorgia got that portugal glow

sydneylohmann looking good 👀

laurafreigang touring with a good view

l0hmannbayernn wait but syd and laura were at that same restaurant too

↳ germany_w0men they’re probably friends i think since y/n works for the national team

You traveled to Italy with the team and arrived in the evening. When you stepped out of the travel bus Sydney approached you. “We’re going to the beach with the team, do you want to join us?” she asked you calmly. You accepted her offer and walked to the beach together.

Syd told you about the time she went to Rome with Laura and how they got lost and nobody understood them because of their German accent. It was so funny that your stomach hurt from all the laughing. “Syd! Stop, my stomach!” you giggled. “Okay, okay i’ll stop.” Sydney hugged you from behind, her hands on your stomach. “Better now?” she asked you, you could feel her little smirk. “Yeah, all better.” you hummed leaning into her.

Sydney took your hand in hers and with your fingers intertwined you arrived at the beach. Apparently there were boats for rent and you couldn’t resist, floating on the water at sunset, that’s a dream. Laura saw the two of you get on the boat and joined, not wanting to miss out on more quality time.

The three of you sat at the front of the boat, looking at the sun disappearing into the sea. “I’ve had my eye on you for a little while now.” Laura suddenly says. You’re a bit shocked and your first reaction is to look in the direction of her girlfriend who laughs at your motion. “We’ve had our eye on you.” Syd corrects her girlfriend. Now you’re even more lost.

Not knowing where to look you look into the distance. “What do you mean?” you ask just above a whisper. “We both like you, romantically.” Laura says for the both of them. You look up and Laura is staring at you expecting some kind of reaction. You look at Syd and she nods assuringly.

Laura took your face into her hands and leaned in for a kiss. Your lips met hers. You’ve wanted this for longer than you’d like to admit. Your kiss with Laura was hungry but sweet. When you disconnected your lips Sydney saw that as her chance. The kiss with the midfielder was a little more rough and longer.

Laura saw the state of you and couldn’t help but smirk at your swollen lips and messy hair. “I’ll take that as a ‘i like you too’.” Sydney said giggling and pulling a strand of hair behind your ear. Your cheeks reddened and you nodded furiously. The girlfriends laughed at that and Laura kissed you on your red cheek.

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The next few days you photographed the girls at training, made content, went on little outings with the team and you even got to steal a few kisses here and there. Sydney and Laura were absolutely wonderful and amazing models, both of them are pretty, beautiful, sexy, everything honestly. You liked taking pictures of them, especially when they weren’t looking or after a game they’d won. But all three of you knew that after this camp you’d probably see eachother again at the preparations for the World Cup and that was weeks away.

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got the best photographers out there 🎞️

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y/n_y/l/n i got the best models out there

stanwaygeorgia tatted girl 👀

laurafreigang du bist sehr cool lohmann✌️✌️

jule_brand 😍😍

wos011 why did y/n comment??

↳ arsenalw21p they’re sooo dating

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best days away

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lena_oberdorf looking good

y/n_y/l/n mooi meisje 😍

sydneylohmann got the coolest gf

↳ gerwntfann wait they’re dating???

sophie.kleinherne 😍😍

giuliagwinn laura freigang things

chels3akerrr why did y/n comment?

You were going from club to club in the break since you still needed to get some work done. Syd and Laura texted and called you a few times and they had a few dates planned between the camps. It was nice, they were absolutely perfect. You loved them.

The time flew by and the team had to get ready for the World Cup. You knew how much this meant to all of the girls. For some it was their first and for others just another. There was so much pressure on them, their nation was a winning one and everyone knew it, you could feel it. Germany was in it to win.

The team ended on top of their group and won all the other games in the knockouts. Fighting for every goal they got into the final. The final against England, the nation they lost the Euros title to. They wanted payback.

When you arrived at the stadium it felt like a dream. The atmosphere in the stadium was magic, nothing like you’ve ever seen before. Fans from all over the world eager to watch the rematch of the Euros final. As the match continued, it became clear that it would be a battle till the very end.

With the score tied at 1-1, it got hard to watch the game. The seconds were flying by, and both teams were pushing themselves to their absolute limit. Lohmann, your midfield maestro, got past Keira Walsh and Georgia Stanway. Spotting an opening, she passed a perfectly calculated ball to Freigang, your quick forward.

Laura, known for her fast pace and clinical finishing, sprinted towards the goal. Millie Bright tried to tackle Freigang but just couldn’t get to her. With adrenaline running through her, she released her shot in the top bins. The stadium erupted as Germany took the lead in the dying minutes of the game.

Sydney flew into Laura’s arms, but Laura was searching for you. She knew you were there, capturing every moment through your lens. With one of her cocky smirks, she made her way towards you, with the high of scoring such and important goal she leaned in, planting a kiss on the camera lens. Her eyes meeting yours as she playfully winks at the camera.

The game didn’t last much longer. The extra time was over and the German girls ran towards eachother while the English girls sunk to the ground.

Your two footballers hugged eachother and you captured the moment. Nothing could top this moment you thought, atleast not for now.

The girls came running towards you and included you in their hug. “Saw what i did there?” Laura whispered in your ear. You laughed, “Yeah, couldn’t really miss it eh?”. The goalscorer poked you in your side and Sydney laughed at the two of you.

Things went really fast from that moment on, Syd and Laura asked you to be their girlfriend and you said yes ofcourse. You signed a contract with Bayern for when you weren’t working for the National team. That made it possible for you to see Syd almost everyday. As promised you had a date night atleast once a week with your girlfriends and Laura announced her signing. Both of your girlfriends were playing for Bayern and you couldn’t be happier.

It had all gone fast. You fell fast, you got close fast and you started dating fast. But in your eyes it felt like you’ve always known. You loved them and wouldn’t trade this for the world.

y/n_y/l/n

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meine schätze

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laurafreigang finally learned some german

↳ y/n_y/l/n just for the both of you

jillroord you’re supposed to root for us not Germany 🙄

sydneylohmann you’re our WAG 😍

↳ y/n_y/l/n honoured to be your WAG 😘

wosogirll HARDLAUNCHH

lovef00tball i knew it!!

sydneylohmann

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thank you Australia and New Zealand ❤️

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y/n_y/l/n mijn lieveheersbeestje 🐞❤️

↳ sydneylohmann you were scared of it so i don’t take it as a compliment

jillroord loohhmaaannn ❤️

sam_kerr_ winnerrrr 🥇

laurafreigang we’re so sexy

↳ y/n_y/l/n you are xx

↳ sydneylohmann thank you baby

laurafreigang

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australia with my mäuschen

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sydneylohmann you’re a rat

↳ laurafreigang awww you’re so sweet 😍

y/n_y/l/n you’ve charmed your way into my life

↳ laurafreigang it was the photographer rizz i think

↳ sydneylohmann no definitely the football rizz

sam_kerr_ freigang touring the world with her sidekicks

↳ sydneylohmann i’m not a sidekick!!

A/N the ending is a bit abrupt so there’s a chance that i’ll make a second part?? Thanks to @totaly-obsessed i think i’ve done pretty well with the german nicknames and sentences.

[konigsblog]

love your work! more kidnapper!könig & kidnapper!krueger soon? 🥺

ah, könig and krueger, my all-time favourite pairing :(

dub-con/non-con, punishments, yandere.

punishments with kidnapper!krueger and kidnapper!könig... we all know krueger is more rough—restless and unforgiving when he bends you over his large lap to give you a nice, firm spanking to put you in your place. though, krueger hates when he has to be monitored due to his roughness. he adores seeing you cry, but könig won't give him the opportunity when he's standing from afar, with his burly arms over his chest.

krueger's belt comes to your ass once again, your rear already aching from the repetitive abuse. krueger pushes his gloved thumb into your mouth, allowing you to suck and bite his thumb while he beats the backs of your thighs and ass. “meine, meine, prinzessin. weine nicht, du hast es erwartet...”

when könig punishes you, he's more... delicate. treating you as if you were a fragile, porcelain doll. it's not that könig isn't capable of being aggressive—he most definitely is—but when he looks into your glassy eyes, a tear slowly rolling down your stained cheeks while he scolds you, he can't bring himself to put all his aggression onto you, atleast today he couldn't. usually, he'll use you rather than abuse you. whether that's through a blowjob or a handjob. something to compensate for his built up anger and frustration, all caused due to your misbehaviour.

“take it slow, mäuschen...” he warms. könig's warm, large hand cups the crown of your head, gripping it tightly, enough to guide your head in any direction he likes. he can see you getting nervous; shaking and trembling with your smaller hands on his knees, bunching up the material of his cargo's while he eases further down your throat. you're thankful it's könig rather than it being krueger, since you're usually left breathless with a raspy, strained voice and an aching throat when krueger has his way with you.

swollen, wet lips wrap around his thick shaft, taking him deep down your throat. you make it around halfway before you're cut off with a gag, a loud, deep groan filling the silence between your pained sobs and gags. krueger's hand wraps around the door handle, opening the door to find the state you're in. with könig's thick dick pushed into his captures mouth, leaning back while watching the television and bopping your head for his own gratification.

“roughen her up, she's too sensitive.” his accent becomes prominent when he leans over you, gripping your jaw tightly while you look at him lazily, heavy eyelids nearly closed fully. “nein, i'm not you, krueger...” könig rolls his eyes, a guttural growl emitting from his chest when he feels himself getting closer to his orgasm. krueger pushes your head down, making you shudder, eyes widening when you're pushed down against his musky, thick base...

“frecher hase...” he chuckles at the sight of you; wide eyes and a slack jaw, gagging on the amount of thick and bitter cum running down your throat. könig spurts ropes of semen down his engel's throat, his pretty little darling whimpering at the amount.

you already know krueger will demand his way with you—i mean, it's only fair, right? before locking and chaining you up in the basement.

[wtfdemother]

Strawberries and Cream

CW: Day 1 of Kinktober 👻🤝 and i’m already late. nvm. Foodplay + cunnilingus + your boobs in his mouth. chubby!reader doesn’t shave, plus König likes rainforest pussy. divider by machveil 🫶 NSFW

What had gotten you out of the conversation that morning was you tossing the covers over your husband’s head before scurrying out the room, calling out for him as you dash down the stairs. Blinding him was the sole, full proof way of getting his grubby paws off of you so early in the morn’. “Breakfast will be done in 15 minutes!”

“What’s for breakfast?” Your big boy shouts from your shared room. Lazily König stretches while his lungs expand with renewed air, slowly exhaling out through his nose. A soft grin spread across his otherwise weary features, he let his arms sink to his side as he awaits your reply.

There was a pause, a long one with some odd shuffling coming from the kitchen, a nagging feeling crept its way into his head as to why you were taking your sweet time answering him and he began to worry. König opens his mouth to call out for you, but the light creaking of the floorboards settled his heart as you made your way up the stairs again, then his brows furrowed.

So soon? König wonders why he was hearing you coming back up the stairs when it hasn’t even been 5 minutes since you left. He quickly shrugs it off, deeming that maybe you’d forgotten something in your haste and simply came back to retrieve it.

“Meine liebling, haste du etwas vergessen?” His words come to die on his tongue when you turn the corner and enter with nothing on but black underwear with an intricate design and a can of whipped cream with strawberries in either hand. König got even more confused, but not necessarily in a bad way, more so along the lines of intrigued, aroused; possibly hungry.

You let your bra fall to the floor, “I was thinking for breakfast…how about me?”

While you answered his lingering question, it came out as more of a statement. The hissing air from the canister as you applied a healthy glob of whipped cream on both your bare tits fill the air, you clear your throat. “You wanna…?” You beckon him with a subtle tilt of your head, popping the tip of a strawberry into your mouth.

“Sit on my lap.”

His voice is hoarse and his accent heavy, almost coming out as a command. The sight of your perfect tits on display for him this morning, he thought he died and went to heaven. König pats a hefty thigh twice, the firm sound filling the silence as he gestured for you to come sit in his lap.

He’s met with your loving enthusiasm, letting out a squeal and a quick stim you toss the canister onto the bed and rush to your husband’s side, sending a wave of satisfaction coursing through König at the sight. Setting the strawberries to the side for now, you cradle your husband’s face to plant four little kisses: one on his nose, both his cheeks and finally his forehead. “I love it when you go along with one of my kooky ideas.”

König couldn’t help the smile, chuckling softly at your words. You’d think it was from pure affection if it wasn’t for that damn glint in his eye.

“So you had this planned all along?” He drawls out, gently freeing himself from your grasp to kiss down your neck, causing your breath to stagger and halt in your throat when you feel his fingers gently knead the ample fat of your ass.

“Call it spur of the moment…?” You choke out.

König grins against the warmth of your skin, finding your answer both adorable as well as very typical for the likes of you, his wife. He shook his head slightly, amused by the fact that not only were you trying to play it off as a spur of the moment thing, but you were being sneaky about your desires. How dare you. Luring him in with a cold treat when he would’ve sucked on your boobs if only you had asked.

He’d have to coax you out of your shyness somehow, one day. For now, König dipped his head lower and complied without pushing it, eating and sucking the cream right above your areola. Who was he to deny such a delicious snack when you presented yourself so perfectly?

The anticipation stirs something within you, a warmth like no other began pooling down to your core. Both are aware of your increasing heart rate, it only climbs up when you feel his lips latch onto your nipple, his mouth full of you, relishing the warm tongue swirling around the puffy morsel. A muffled sound escapes him, loving the sting at the back of his head as he feels you cling to the locks of his hair while his head is halfway buried into your cream covered tit.

“What’re you doing, big guy?” You huff out, dizzy already from getting your tits sucked. König's hands roam all over your body, his fingers deftly teasing the other nipple, causing your back to arch into his touch. “Tasting…” he mutters, his voice deep with need, and thick with lust. “And claiming…”

He proceeded to lick and suck at your sweetened nipple, his tongue tracing the outer line. “Und ich bin... bereite mich auf das Hauptgericht vor, meine Liebe.” His lips met with yours, a kiss that traveled up your spine and down your cunt, making the sticky situation you had going on even messier when his hands roughly gripped at your hips, pulling you even further into his lap.

A low growl emits deep within his chest now that your clothed cunt was sitting nicely on his erection. “For you, Liebchen, are the most delectable dish I've ever had the pleasure of tasting.” He snatched the canister previously discarded on the bed, pinning you down with a large hand pressing down gently on your sternum. He shook the can and sprayed a line of whipped cream down your torso, stopping at the curve of your fuzzy mound.

“Now, I must taste the fruit,” a naughty grin spread across his face as you watch him sink to his knees, first nibbling and licking at the strawberry you’d offered with a trembling hand before he shoved it back into your mouth to muffle your moans.

“Quiet down, taube.” His hands roved over thick thighs, the playful act a prelude to a renewed desire. He delves into your folds like a starved man, the sound of lewd smacking fills the room. He swirls his tongue around your swollen bud, pulling back to give it a little kiss before diving back in. Your legs twitch, your face feels hot, feeling the tip of your husband’s calloused finger tease your crying entrance, circling around the tight hole but never going inside and curling up against that spongy spot that made you cum.

“Meine Liebchen,” König groaned, a note of urgency in his voice, “I need you.” Almost like a plea, his words muffled by your pussy. “Please… I need to taste you more.” His voice comes out slurred, the vibrations from his throat push you further to the edge. “Cum on my tongue, baby. I need you to cum before I enter you, please…”

König's lips wrapped around your throbbing nub, his tongue teasing your sensitivity mercilessly, "Cum for me, liebling," he growled, the sound reverberating against your slick folds anew, your orgasm impending. “Cum, baby… I can feel you, you’re so close…”

You white knuckle his hair as you come undone under his tongue, crying out his name from the toe curling orgasm. He drank in your essence, swallowing your release, the warmth of his lips and tongue lingering.

König licked his lips, revelling in the quivering mess he left behind. He helped you ride out your high, once finally subsided, panting, he rose, capturing your mouth with his. “Für dich, meine Frau…I am no longer a Commander, no longer a Colonel, no longer even your König.”

Your partner continued to whisper his truth against your sweltering skin, his leaky cock seeking entry into your welcoming heat. “I am simply… yours.”

Slowly, deliberately, König sheaths himself within your searing warmth, rocking his hips slowly until you both come undone in each other’s arms.

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

So I spied on your tags that you added to the question I asked @woodswallow that you love the hugging between Paul and Richard even more, what are your favorite hugs?🥰

Had this ask for a while but didn't get to it sooner, but i wanted to do it justed, so thank you very much for this lovely ask that had me browsing past loads of older posts, because yes...

....i love the hugs...🥰🥰

don't get me wrong, i love the kissing too, but the hugs often feel more intimate and soft, and they just warm my heart ❤️

To pick out my favorites is really difficult, but here goes, in no particular order (because with soft and tender hugging everyone is a winner ❤️)

Klagenfurt 2024

from this post by @mrsfitzgerald

How Richard leans against Paul's shoulder, and Paul wraps his bare arm around Richard's head, burying his face in Richard's hair...when Paul let's go, Richard needs a second to come back to reality

Zürich 2022

gif by @mrsfitzgerald found on this post

In this post you can see the longer version, Paul went for a quick hug, and usually in 2022 the Ausländer endings were a kiss or a mutual hug, so this started similar. But this time Richard needed a bit more tenderness and pulled Paul back in the hug, happy to just lay his head on Paul's shoulder, closing his eyes and enjoying the moment and Paul is happy to go along with it.

Dresden 2024

from this post by @mrsfitzgerald , a longer video here

The hug we were probably not supposed to see, under the Engel stage, the guitarists use the few seconds between getting down from the stage and having to step out to board the boats for a bit of TLC in a tight hug (while they make Olli stand on the lookout)

Belgrade 2024

from this post by @mrsfitzgerald

Just a quick moment on the Engel stage, enjoying the great crowd, Richard rubbing his cheek against Paul's arm, and gently strokes Paul's bare arm, Paul beaming at the crowd

and the next day in Belgrade (from this post by @mrsfitzgerald )

We'll probably never know what exactly happened, but Richard was not in the mood at this show, maybe he was ill, moody, angry about something, who knows. Paul had already earlier in the show tried to check up on the other guitarist, but when they were close on the Mein Teil intro, he broke his usual 'evil guitarist' act to ask Richard how he was doinb, and sharing a few soothing words, that were apparently needed, Richard showed his appreciation, grateful of Paul's sympathy..

Gelsenkirchen 2024

From this post by @mrsfitzgerald

Not even a hug is needed to show the affection they have for eachother when playing the Du Hast intro, that they usually (for over 20 years) do facing eachother, but this time Paul walked over and stood next to Richard, leaning against his shoulder (as far as the guitar permits it), enjoying the last shows of the tour together 🥰

[mommahughes19-23]

SWISS SWIM - N.H

@y.n.user : i didn't plan this but im not upset❤️‍🔥

tagged : @ninahischier @nicohischier

location : Czechia

ninahischier : youre welcome even though you did me dirty in the first pic

nicohischier : @ninahischier danke, dass du den plan nicht verdorben hast, schwester (thank you for not spoiling the plan sister)

↪ ninahischier : haben sie ein wenig vertrauen in mich? (have some faith in me would you)

nicohischier : Schatz thank you for being you ❤️‍🔥

↪ y.n.user : I love you mein hockeymann (my hockey man)❤️❤️

dawson1417 : dang free dawg pics @y.n.user🙅🏻

jesperbratt : my favorite couple ever idc what anyone says

tmeier96 : I want my captain back 😭

↪ y.n.user : too bad @tmeier96🤫

jackhughes : can I have my hat back?

↪ y.n.user : no @jackhughes 🫷🏻

tofff73 : where's my invite? 🤧

↪ john.marino97 : same 😤

↪ pally_18 : SaME😤

↪ bssmith : AND MinE?🤨

↪ y.n.user : uhhhhh lost in the mail!?!?🤡

ehaula : MISS U BOTH LOTS 💓💓💓💓💓

lhughes_06 : BOOOOOOOOO route for me instead !🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨

nicodaws : love u both bitches 👶🏻👶🏻

AN :

OK it's short af but idc bc Nico is Nico. I wanted to start doing more of him bc just look at the Swiss String Cheese <3. I love u lots and ttyl. (gonna have jacks thing up tomorrow unless I get motivated later lol

xoxoxoxox, M

Tags : @lukey-pookie-hughes43 and @skylershines

[billluver0124]

"Even if you're drunk."

synopsis : after celebrating yet another award for tokio hotel, bill comes home to his older girlfriend plastered drunk out of his mind. leaving y/n to take care of him:3 WARNINGS: there are none, this is a fluff story:3

y/n was at home sitting on the couch, watching TV because tokio hotel won an award at the 2008 super comet for "best band"and "best music video" and of course she wants to see her beloved boyfriend on television! y/n was always proud of the band's accomplishments, but she was most proud of bill of course. she gets up from the couch to get herself a glass of water when all of a sudden, she hears the door open and someone stumble to get inside. bill was finally home! "ich b'n z'rück!" the sound of a drunken boy echoed through the house. y/n sighed before going to help bill. "how much did you drink liebe?" y/n chuckled as she asked bill, helping him take his shoes off. "wissen sie, ein paar oder mehr" bill joked, slurring every syllable he spoke from his alcohol reeking mouth. y/n shook her head "c'mon baby, lets get you to bed" "noo i dont wan' go baby!" bill whined "no babe, you need to get to bed" y/n led bill to the bathroom to clean up his face as there was dried vomit on his cheek. after she cleaned his face she sits him on the toilet seat, turning on the faucet to run him a bath. y/n grabs his hand and puts it in the water "does that feel good?" bill nods slowly then y/n gets up to help him take his clothes off

"Versuchst du mich zu ficken?" bill slurred, smirking drunkenly "just get in the bath" y/n ordered. bill pouts but does what she said to do.

she washes his hair and his body, getting the horrid smell of alcohol off of him. she helps him wrap a towel around his waist and goes to get him some pajamas to sleep in. its just going to be pj pants because she knows hes gonna get too hot with a shirt aswell. "put these on" she hands them to him, he refuses "noo i don' wan' tooo" "bill.." she groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. she removes his towel and puts them on herself "that was rude!" bill exclaimed. y/n takes his hand and takes him to bed, laying the blanket over his body as he cuddles up with the pillow.

just as y/n goes to leave the room, she feels a hand grabbing her wrist "nein mamaa, schlaf mit mir.." he mumbles, half asleep. y/n softly smiles before getting into bed next to him. bill instantly cuddles up against her, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling his face in her neck.

"Danke, dass du dich um mich gekümmert hast..." bill says, muffled in her neck "Gern geschehen, ich werde immer auf mein baby aufpassen" y/n replies, softly scratching his back to sleep "youll always take care of me?" he asked "yes liebe, ill always take care of you. even if youre drunk." authors note!! i think this is short..idk i dont reread my stories. hope you enjoy! i love you guys<33

[deutsche-bahn]

Kurzer Monolog ausgelöst durch den Satz "the queer experience is often defined by pain" incoming.

Ich bin in vielerlei Hinsicht unfassbar repressed. Might be the loving embrace of my father's Bauernfamilie, might be my very own, very arrogant fear of judgement. Unverständnis und Ablehnung sind mir absolut nicht fremd. Vielleicht war ich in Sachen Akzeptanz ein kleines bisschen ausgehungert. Aber seitdem ich mir, was meine eigene Identität angeht, auch nur das kleinste bisschen Offenheit abverlange ertrinke ich praktisch in... ja, Akzeptanz halt. Ich weiß, dass die "du bist wirklich, wirklich nicht alleine"-Rede fast schon ein Klischee ist. Klar, schon gehört, I know. Aber dann bist du auf irgendeinem Festival, und vor dir steht ein Typ mit Vollbart den du höchstens ein, zwei Mal getroffen hast und zieht sich die Biker-Handschuhe aus weil er dir zeigen will dass er Nagellack trägt. Oder irgendwer kommt nachts auf irgendeiner Feier angekrochen und fragt ganz vorsichtig, in diesem ganz bestimmten Tonfall den ich inzwischen wittern kann wie ein fucking Trüffelschwein: "Hey, darf ich dich was fragen? Bist du eigentlich auch..."

Idk, ich will nicht rumsülzen. Ich wurde vor kurzem auf sehr, sehr dumme Art gegenüber meiner Familie mütterlicherseits geoutet. Das war was wovor ich echte Angst hatte. Bei meinem Vater bin ich mit 16 mit so absoluter Selbstverständlichkeit für was ähnliches rausgeflogen, er hat so reflexartig mit Boshaftigkeit reagiert dass ich es in keinster Weise hinterfragt habe. Ich habe es damals einfach als natürliche Reaktion hingenommen. Ofc, was will er denn sonst machen? Womit hast du überhaupt gerechnet? Und meine Familie mütterlicherseits war... ok? Ich weiß nicht, warum ich tief im inneren immer noch mit derselben Reaktion gerechnet habe. Aber sie waren einfach, ja, ok damit.

Ich glaube ich hätte bereits vor langer Zeit ahnen müssen dass alles irgendwie ok wird. Als ich 16 war, kurz nach dem Vorfall mit meinem Vater, outete sich jemand in meinem Bogensportverein. Der Typ war Mitte 20, KFZ-Mechaniker und Metalhead. Anschließend kam er zu mir (ich war, wie gesagt, 16, repressed as all hell und in keinster Weise out), und sagte, dass ich ihm somehow den Mut zum Outing gegeben hätte. Damals fand ich das primär wild, und sekundär fucking mortifying, weil holy shit how do you know tell me your secrets is it that obvious- Rückblickend interessiert es mich nicht, warum und wie er zu dem Schluss gekommen ist. Es war strange, aber es war ein kleiner Lichtblick in Sachen Offenheit.

Letzte Woche konnte ich tatsächlich darüber lachen als jemand assumed hat dass ein Freund von mir mein Partner sei. Vor ein paar Jahren hätte ich das einfach nur panisch abgestritten. Hey, es wird tatsächlich einfacher. Man findet seine Leute.

[nrdmssgs]

Tips to write for König (language)

Masterlist Let's go! But first important disclaimer

I know well, that Konig is from Austria and German language is a bit different from Austrian. The only reason, I'm doing this list for German language instead of Austrian: I know German well enough to personally check every phrase on my list. I live in southern Germany since 2019 and understand written Austrian, but would not venture to make a similar list for phrases in Austrian.

These phrases are not headcanons - just useful helpers for my fellow ficwriters!

I`ve tried to keep this list SFW, so there is no really kinky stuff or any swear words. But if you guys are interested - I can try to bring such a naughty list together as well.

Neither English nor German are my first languages, so there's a possibility of a mistake always.

Thank you to absolutely beautiful soul @konigsblog for encouraging me doing this.

So, you want König to speak German in your story, but don't know how to get him to? There is nothing easier.

(very) Ground rules

All nouns, names (and nicknames) are always capitalized.

Here are a few useful letters, so that you don't search for them on your keyboard: ä, ö, ü, Ä, Ö, Ü.

"my/your + masculine noun" = mein/dein + noun or name (e.g. Mein Horangi)

"my/your + feminine noun" = meine/deine + noun or name (e.g. Meine Josephine)

"chen" is a diminutive suffix (We'll need that with pet names).

A few German pet names

Keywords to google: Kosename (+ für Männer/für Frauen (for men and women))

Genderless (can be used, referring to both men and women, depending on relationship dynamic):

Schatz / Schatzi - the ultimate killer and number one pet name out there. "Treasure". Is very often used in public.

Liebling / Liebe - "Lover, love"

Herz / Herzchen - "Heart"

Süßi - "Sweet one"

Baby / Babe - yep, it's not in German, but it's very popular here among people younger than 50.

Engel / Engelchen - "Angel/angel + diminutive suffix"

Mein Ein und Alles - "My everything" a rather pompous expression, but it can be used when speaking directly to a lover.

Herzblatt - "Darling"

Goldstück - "Jewel. Piece of gold" a bit like treasure.

Sonne / Sonnenschein - "Sun / sunshine"

Himmel - "Heaven"

Stern / Sternchen - "Star"

Kätzchen - "Kitten"

Schneckchen - "Snail". I know, this one sounds strange, but I've heard it here a lot. And this is not even referring to someone slow

Tiger / Babytiger / Tigerchen - "Tiger / tiger cub"

Babylöwe - "Lion cub"

Zimtschnecke - "Cinnamon bun"

Also you all know and use Maus (which is great!!!!!), bit there are also options of Mausi, Babymaus and Mäuschen!

Feminine and masculine versions of pet names

Süße / Süßer - "Sweet one"

Schöne / Schöner - "Beautiful one"

Liebste / Liebster / Angebetete / Angebeteter / Geliebte / Geliebter - "Beloved"

Kleine - "Little one"

Großer - "Big one"

Heldin / Held - "Hero/ heroine"

Hübsche / Hübscher - "Beauty"

Ok, here is the part, where we get him to talk dirty to us.

Before

Ich brauche dich jetzt wirklich - "I really need you right now"

Es macht mich so an, auch nur an dich zu denken - "It turns me on just thinking about you"

Ich kann es nicht erwarten, dich in mir zu spüren/in dir zu sein - "I can't wait to feel you inside me/be inside you"

Ich will dir so einen blasen/dich so lecken, wie du es noch nie erlebt hast - "I want to give you a blowjob/lick you like you've never experienced before"

Ich möchte dich küssen, überall... - "I want to kiss you everywhere"

Du kannst heute Abend mit mir machen, was du willst - "Today you can do anything you want to me."

Ich kann es kaum erwarten, bis wir beide allein sind, damit ich dich ausziehen kann. - "I can't wait until we're both alone so I can undress you."

Ich stelle mir uns gerade nackt zusammen vor - "I'm thinking of us naked right now."

Ich hatte gerade einen eindrucksvollen Flashback von letzter Nacht - "I just had an amazing flashback from last night"

Wollen wir heute früh ins Bett gehen? - "Shall we go to bed early tonight?"

During

Das/du fühlst dich super an - "This/you feel great"

Ich liebe es, wie groß/feucht/weich du dich anfühlst - "I love how big/wet/soft you feel"

Bitte hör nie wieder damit auf - "Please don't stop doing this"

Das ist das beste Gefühl überhaupt - "That's the best feeling ever"

Du machst mich so an - "you turn me on (so hard on)"

Ich will, dass du mich nimmst - "I want you to take me"

Ich will dich schmecken - "I want to taste you"

Ich will, dass du kommst - "I want you to cum"

Ich habe deinen Körper so sehr vermisst - "I've missed your body so badly"

Ich will, dass du mich hier/da leckst/küsst - "I want you to lick/kiss me here/there"

Gutes/Böses Mädchen - "Good/bad girl"

If you want him to be more soft, here are some romantic phrases in German.

The (very) basics

Ich liebe dich - "I love you"

Willst du mein Freund/meine Freundin sein? - "Do you want to be my boyfriend/girlfriend?"

Ich bin bis über beide Ohren verliebt - "I’m head over heels in love"

Ich steh’ auf dich - "I’m into you"

Du bist die Liebe meines Lebens - "You’re the love of my life"

Du hast wunderschöne/schöne Augen - "You have beautiful eyes"

Küss mich - "Kiss me"

If you want something more advanced

Ich vermisse dich noch mehr, als ich jemals gedacht habe. - "I miss you even more than I ever thought it was possible"

Es gibt Freunde, es gibt Feinde und es gibt Menschen wie dich, die man vor lauter Liebe nie vergisst. Ich vermisse dich! - "There are friends, there are enemies and there are people like you who you never forget out of sheer love. I miss you!"

Ich zähle die Tage, Stunden und Minuten bis du wieder bei mir bist. - "I count the days, hours and minutes until you are with me again."

Unsere Sehnsucht wird immer größer, je weniger wir sie befriedigen können. - "Our longing grows ever greater, the less we can satisfy it."

Für mich ist jeder Morgen ein guter Morgen, weil ich weiß, dass ich dich an meiner Seite habe. - "For me every morning is a good morning because I know that I have you by my side."

Ich zähle die Stunden, bis du wieder bei mir bist. - "I'm counting the hours until you're with me again."

Ich weiß, das mit uns beiden ist mehr als nur Freundschaft. - "I know there's more to the two of us than just friendship."

Das nächste Mädchen, das ich lieben werde, wird unsere Tochter sein. - "The next girl I will love will be our daughter."

Ich wünschte, ich wäre der Wind, der sanft durch deine Haare streicht, die Sonne, die dich zärtlich berührt und der Mond, der deinen Schlaf bewacht. - "I wish I were the wind that gently caresses your hair, the sun that caresses you and the moon that watches over your sleep."

Jeden Tag wünsche ich mir, dass das zwischen uns niemals endet. - "Every day I wish that this never ends between us."

Mit dir an meiner Seite kann ich mich der ganzen Welt stellen. - "With you by my side I can face (fight) the whole world."

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„Du hast doch früher auch mal Tennis gespielt? Wir suchen noch Leute für unseren Badmintonclub. Du wirst sehen Badminton ist viel schneller, spannender und spaßiger. Es wird dir gefallen “ Mein Kumpel zog sein T-Shirt hoch: „Ich habe in den letzten Monaten sieben Kilo zugenommen und mir einen kleinen Wanst angefuttert.“ Ich hatte zuvor noch gar nicht bemerkt, dass er etwas Bauch bekommen hatte. „Na dann ist Badminton doch das Beste für dich. Glaub mir drei, vier Wochen Training und die Plauze ist Geschichte.“ „Ich würde sie aber gerne behalten.“ „Bitte???“ „Ja ich steh nicht nur auf pummelige Mädels, sondern habe festgestellt, dass es mir selbst sehr gut steht.“

“You used to play tennis, didn't you? We're still looking for people to join our badminton club. You'll see that badminton is much faster, more exciting and more fun. You'll love it.” My buddy pulled up his T-shirt: ”I've put on seven kilos in the last few months and I've gained a little belly.” I hadn't even noticed that he had gained a bit of belly before. “Well then, badminton is the best thing for you. Trust me, three or four weeks of training and the belly will be history.” “But I'd like to keep it.” “Please???” “Yes, I don't just like chubby girls, I've realized that it suits me very well myself.”