#roesterbabies

[intschitscheringruen]

EDIT: tumblr shows those two pictures in uprigh format sort of blurred. Resolution should be high enough. Does anybody know how why this happens and how to fix it?

brandenburg & brandenburg

left one: aph brandenburg alias Albrecht Fontane belongs to poki

right one: aph brandenburg alias? belongs to (chinese) fandom (?) , awesome quindecimxv draws him a lot (@quindecimxv : Or is he yours?)

aph belongs to hidekaz himaruya

(bet those two are chit-chatting about Gilbert...)

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@quindecimxv Excuse me please, I think I haven’t done a good job at bb’s face.

[coelln]

Alva

[theruukot]

will i finish this?  we may never know.

[spagatbolognese]

B L I G H T E D

“In a lot of writings it is said the qunari’s ancestors might’ve been dragons. Have you ever heard of a dragon successfully held captive somewhere? Complete freedom is all he has ever known. He’s never been a guest before. It’s only natural they want to return to what their life was.”

“That sounds quite poetic, Rudolph. But you should make up your mind: Are they guests or captives?”

[phiillii]

the crew

[mephicat]

we should not forget.

[intschitscheringruen]

festive nostalgia

Actually this is a drawing from about 1 year ago (That's why his nose is still wrong, sorry Poki.) but I felt like putting something Christmassy on my tumblr since today is the 1. Advent. I don't remember uploading it anywhere so I think it should be okay, shouldn't it?

Albrecht Fontane (aka  APH-Brandenburg) belongs to Poki

Drawing ( which was done on printing paper, that is like totally unsuited to anything wet...like ink...ahem...)belongs to me

Beautiful pre-Christmas days eyeryone!

[coelln]

Nessie

[theruukot]

HOW ABOUT. JANDINIK.

In an alternate universe:

in the actual röster universe:

:I

[spagatbolognese]

If you think of it this way, nothing is our fault. Because you could have loved me forever. And maybe in another universe, I let you. (insp.)

[phiillii]

One last look was all he needed

“He’s dead, Paul. You can’t change it.” The air was thick with smoke and fumes, and his partner lay dead on the ground. They had served for so many years, but this futile hunt for Eleonor had killed him.

Paul had killed him.

Paul had killed Mattes.

“Damn it,” he said without inflection: too large was the shock. The world outside was grey and dark. Inside the warehouse, corpses lay strewn over the floor, but the police had already begun carrying them away.

“Paul, you need to leave. It was not your fault.”

“If I hadn’t-” Paul tried, but Bernd stopped him.

“You gotta give this case to us. We know what we’re doing. You’re all alone now.” Bernd lit himself a cigarette as an officer came to carry Mattes away.

Paul said nothing. He only stared at the man who had been by his side for all these years.

[mephicat]

Es ist schwär die Nischel Stadt zu sein.

[description: Three pictures are shown, written in German. It is about a a quote by a German satirist and politician Martin Sonneborn. He talks about how he likes a state except for one City. The human version of the city is shown to be crying to the respond. The character belongs to the rocking Poki alias tumblr user grendeled]

[intschitscheringruen]

Look, I've drawn some sweet Pru/Bran + lil' Ludwig. ( Urgh.)

There are so many mistakes in there I won't even count ...

Albrecht Fontane aka Brandenburg belongs to Poki

Gilbert and Ludwig Beilschmidt aka Prussia and (future) Germany belong to Mr. Hidekaz Himaruya

Shitty drawings belong to me

[coelln]

Dog King Mattes

[theruukot]

niki/andi

[spagatbolognese]

you’re a sky full of stars i want to die in your arms

Ripples ran across the water as the ship made its way across the river and went down towards the Baltic Sea, leaving behind a trail of steam that went up into the air and melted into the scattered thick clouds far above in the sky.

It was a warm day for the beginning of spring, and Andi was glad for it. There was hardly a thing he loved more than coming down to the river, as it was oddly comforting to know that it would always be there – no matter what might happen to him or his town, it was always there.

A branch of a tree got caught in the reed near the shore, and he watched as it struggled to return to the stream. Jan stepped next to him, followed Andi’s gaze, and cleared his throat.

“Can we talk now?”

“Yes.”

Instantly, Andi’s mind went back to the reason they had come to the riverbank in the first place. He straightened his coat and turned towards Jan. “We can talk openly here, no one will hear us. Except for the river maybe.” He joked, of course, but when he grinned and faced the water, there was a certain affection in his eyes.

“Well…” Jan paused and gave the river an uneasy look, right before shifting his glance back to Andi. “Your old lady better not tell anyone then!”

His grin widened. “Don’t worry, she wouldn’t dare.”

There was another pause, and Andi listened to the song of a close-by blackbird, wandered off along the bank, eagerly awaiting what Jan had to say, but still patiently giving him the time he needed.

“Look, I know what we said the last time I was here, about….” The colour of his cheeks turned into a soft shade of red and he lowered his voice. “…the kiss…”

Andi stopped and took a step towards him, examining Jan’s face. He clearly was uncomfortable with the conversation they were having, and instantly averted his eyes when he felt Andi’s gaze on him.

“We said it didn’t mean anything….” Andi remembered. Of course, this was for the best, anything else would be scandalous indeed, and for the last few weeks, he had tried to turn this declaration into the truth. So for Jan to bring it up again, it must have had some meaning for him as well, or else he would not be talking about it now. Still, he could not be sure, so even as he was getting flustered himself, he tried to at least appear as calm as possible.

“I can’t stop thinking about it.” Jan raised his head and finally looked at Andi. His cheeks were still flushed, but he looked less embarrassed now, and much more earnest. His eyes were half-closed, giving him a dreamy expression, and was he quite possibly reminiscing about the kiss? Even when directly told, for Andi, it was always hard to comprehend Jan’s thoughts, as they were just so unlike his own ones. It was just another thing that intrigued him about Jan, though, among many others.

“Maybe we could give it a shot, after all?”

His look was hopeful, and he raised his brow in anticipation, followed by a roguish smile. They had said it was best to leave what had happened behind them. Nevertheless, it was impossible to turn him down. How could anyone say no to that?

Andi wavered, struggled, knowing fully well it would be best to dismiss him and leave it be, after all, what chance at happiness could there possibly be for them in a world such as theirs? But his excitement was barely containable, and the happiness had already spread throughout his body like wildfire, flickering and burning away his doubts. The possibility of turning him down wandered far out of reach, if it had ever been present at all. A smile stole its way across his face.

“Yes….” His heart fluttered. “I’d love that.”