#marcel the german guy

[nonsense000]

Oh gott hahaha

You know, my friend who introduced me to PJO says I am like Nico (physically and vibe) and I found someone who could be my Will 🤣🤣🤣

[la-colombe-noire22]

Oh damn, so we posting OCs in this fandom? Lemme just drop this here

This is Maria Melendez, or if you guys remember in episode 7 when Marcel was talking to Gaston about "that airhead Marinette?"

Here she is!

Maria is from Mexico and the daughter of landowners in the central state of Jalisco. Maria is 17 at the beginning of the show, born on July 23, 1922. Her Uncle, Professor Eufemio Cervantes is a former WW1 vet who fought for France, and his son Carlos Cervantes fought in the Spanish Civil War on the side of the Republic.

Maria had escaped a rather bad situation back home in Mexico, and is now under the care of her uncle and older cousin. At first, while reserved and curious, she later opens up and finds a lot in common with Pierre. Both being older siblings who had to shoulder the burden of running the house as teenagers. Pierre keeps his crush for Maria a bit more subtle, while Maria is already ready for the wedding and the kids.

That is, until the German occupation rears its ugly head. Not to mention Hans has also taken a shine to Maria, mostly to spite Pierre for attempting to stand up to him. I got way more to say, but I'm busy writing a silly fanfic about it.

Art above is made by my beloved pookie wookie bookie @sebwayboi 🥰😚💖

Bonus content because:

[knighthoracely]

Um..... Guys????? All the other 3 fans who are invested in E&H lore???? Why aren't we talking about this vid???

My wonderful @prawnprank sent me this and we had a discussion concerning what it might mean. This is going to be long, so the rest is under the cut!

Warning: this is NOT a fact that Poki or Daedalic Entertainment (or any of the creators) stated! We just want to share our silly idea with you guys!!!

It seems that the OP has the game on a disk, and it has this interesting little puzzle which needs to be solved before starting the game. Unfortunately, we are not exactly fluent in German, but we had a friend translate it, so we think this idea of ours might be true or at least has a place to be.

So the idea is that the second game took place on the exact date stated in the video — 18.05.2002.

Why, you might ask? Because after choosing all the parts of this date, the OP ends up... in the main menu. Which can pretty much mean that this is when the game took place.

Thus, the first game might have happened a bit earlier — September 2001. Why? Well, we know for a fact that it was September, and Edna's disappearance is still relevant in Harvey's New Eyes — the asylum workers are looking for her, which means it couldn't have been long since she pushed Dr. Marcel down the stairs, and it would be realistic for people to look for her (or her remains) in the spring.

This theory also doesn't clash with the things we see in both games: the tech looks like something from the 2000s (like telephones, TVs, surveillance cameras, TV antennas, etc.), also real songs and movies that are referenced in the game also were released before the 2000s ("Don't Cry for Me Argentina" by Madonna, 1996; "Waterworld" with Kevin Costner, 1995).

Furthermore, it means that we can deduce when the characters with confirmed ages were born.

In alphabetical order:

- Adrian — 1965

- Alfred — circa 1982 I guess?? (idk if we get told whether he & Edna are the same age, correct me if his age is known & is different from Edna's)

- Almo — 1969

- Aluman — 1937

- Barman — 1956

- Beeman — 1952

- Blase — 1962

- Bruce Broker (Juppi) — 1961

- Chauffeur — 1943

- Dr. Marcel — 1933

- Droggelbecher (I'm NOT calling him Droggeljug.) — March 1971 (he's exactly 30,5 y.o. as his dossier states)

- Edna — 1982

- Front Door Officer — 1940

- Herr Mantel — 1926

- Hornbusch — 1932

- Hoti & Moti — 1966

- Hulgor — 1960

- Keymaster — 1974

- Mattis — 1950

- Neurotic — 1972

- Newbie (Tall Asylum Worker) — 1974

- Pastor — 1969

- Peter — September 1961

- Petra — 1967

- Prof. Nock — 1920

- Stiesel (I'M NOT CALLING HIM BABBIT.) — 1968

- Ticket Inspector — 1954

- Tobi (the watchman at the gate) — 1969

Also, we can say Alfred died on 03.08.1991, with Mattis being executed after that date.

So, in conclusion, I must say that it is not confirmed that it is the exact date but it sure seems plausible to us (we also genuinely hope that this wasn't debunked or something, but if it was, please let us know). So, if you like, you can adopt this little headcanon we came up with!

[leonsliga]

At the request of the wonderful @realmadrider, here’s some of my comfort footy vids 😁 happy watching!

All things DFB and Bundesliga:

Bayern Summer Games 2022 (especially the Guess the Song challenge)

Agility Challenge • Kimmich vs. Goretzka (AKA Kimetzka being an old married couple for nearly 7 minutes)

Wer kennt mehr? Leon Goretzka & Joshua Kimmich

Stadt, Land, Fußball - Thomas Müller and Leon Goretzka

Thomats Challenge: Bundesliga Edition

The big FC Bayern quiz with Manuel Neuer and Sven Ulreich

Google Autocomplete Challenge with Serge Gnabry and Leon Goretzka

Servus, Leon Goretzka!

Leon Goretzka vs. Julian Brandt: Buzzwire Challenge

Bundesliga Stars Try to Draw Their Team Logos - Witsel, Goretzka, and Co.

Mats Hummels vs. Thomas Müller: Me or Him Challenge

Pro vs. Pro:Direct with Thomas Müller

Read My Lips: 🇩🇪 vs. 🇫🇷

Close-Up with Leon Goretzka

60 Seconds Challenge: 🇩🇪🆚🇫🇷

Neuer, Müller, and Lahm making fun of Kramer’s memory loss during the 2014 World Cup final

One gotta go with Marco Reus and Julian Brandt

Manuel Neuer and Bastian Schweinsteiger dancing on the beach

Don’t get distracted! With Julian Brandt and Marco Reus

Müller & Co. Decorating the Christmas Tree

Hummels & Brandt: Which of You…

FC Bayern Teammate Insights

Neuer, Martínez, and Hernández Carpool Q&A

EURO Taxi with Thomas Müller and Mats Hummels

Manuel Neuer vs. Thomas Müller

New Season, New Berni ft. Müller, Neuer, Sané, and Davies

So feiern die Bayern das Triple

Neuer, Piszczek & Co. Try to Draw - Who is the Best Artist

Take it easy | BVB-Challenge with Marco Reus and Julian Brandt

Kimmich vs. Gnabry | Copy the Penalty Challenge

Chunkz vs. Neuer | YouTuber vs. Pro Keeper Penalty Shoot Out Challenge

Manuel Neuer im Interview

Who am I? BVB-Challenge with Mats Hummels and Marcel Schmelzer

Manu lifting up a jar of Nutella like it’s Simba

DFB Nutella Commercial

Will Grigg’s on fire! Is Mats Hummels terrified?

Bayern Summer Games 2021

Thomats Christmas Challenge

Serge Gnabry: Unlocked feat. Yung Filly

Who knows more? Marco Reus vs. Mario Götze - 2018 edition

Who knows more? Marco Reus vs. Mario Götze - 2019 revenge

Netradio Newcomer with Marco Reus and Julian Brandt

Best of Radio Müller

Thomats dieses Mal olympisch - eng subs

Don’t get distracted! With Mats Hummels and Marcel Schmelzer

Cow-Milking and Welly-Throwing | Team-Building Fun at FC Bayern

Shell Game w/ Manuel Neuer

Pantomime w/ Manuel Neuer

Drawing w/ Manuel Neuer

Marco Reus vs. Mats Hummels - Buzz Wire Challenge

Manuel Neuer reveals the results of his doping test (spoiler alert: it was urine)

Thomats Basketball Challenge

Thomas Müller “JAAA” compilation

A Spanish Lesson for Neuer with Thiago - Repeat after Me Challenge

Fußball-Dart: Goretzka gegen Burgstaller

You Have to Answer - Marco Reus

Bayern Team Photo Vlog

Who knows more 2.0: Brandt vs. Hummels

Thomats Tangram Challenge

FC Bayern wish you a Merry Christmas

Mario Götze’s Most Famous Picture

Mats Hummels pranks Gio Reyna

DFB Water Polo Teambuilding

Erling Haaland being a funny guy for 3 minutes straight

Bromance: Manuel Neuer & Leon Goretzka

Manuel Neuer, Per Mertesacke, & Arne Friedrich - Sky ad

Neustädter vs. Reus

Literally anything else:

50 most shocking moments of the 2010 World Cup

Jose Mourinho explains football to a baffled Ted Lasso

Timo Werner being the funniest German for 2 minutes (because he’s an adorable bean)

Lingard and Rashford | Roommates

Ney…freezin innit

Wingmen: Bruno Fernandes and Jesse Lingard

Manchester United x Stone Roses

I am Jose Mourinho 😎

Sergio Ramos drops the Supercopa under the bus

Marcelo, Bale, Ramos, & Co. joking around on a plane because why not

Lies | Toni Kroos & David Alaba

Kroos & Modrić | Teammates

Toni Kroos’s fantastic interview after RMA beat Liverpool in the UCL final

Luka Modrić taunting Gerard Piqué like the girlboss he is

Real Madrid x NFL with a heavy dose of Modramos

Roy Keane’s angriest moments discussing Manchester United - very validating as a United fan in the modern era tbh 😭

THE Kunessi stream - eng subs (55 minutes in all its glory)

When Kun met Leo

Kun calling Leo on stream

Sergio Agüero interviews Lionel Messi

Honestly every episode of the Champions

[krejong]

My sibling names Tatort/Polizeiruf characters

AN: My sibling does not speak German so these are largely Belgian names. Most of them fit surprisingly well though imho.

Name: Koen

Additional Comment: He looks like he drives a box bike.

(Peter Faber - Tatort Dortmund)

2. Name: Dimitri. People would call him Dimi.

Additional Comment: He looks so tired. Like he was a school principal in a previous life.

(Alexander "Sascha" Bukow - Polizeiruf Rostock)

3. Name: Wilma.

Additional Comment: She kind of looks like a Saartje but that sounds too young so I’m calling her Wilma (?) Wilma sounds more troubled, I think it fits her.

4. Name: Stef, short for Stefan.

Additional Comment: He is very old. 

(Julia Grosz & Thorsten Falke - Tatort Hamburg & Umg.)

5. Name: Thomas.

Additional Comment: He looks like he comes from Antwerp (it’s the puffer jacket). Also his jawline is too buff for a more "twinky" name.

(Kalli Hammermann - Tatort München)

6. Name: Frank.

Additional Comment: In the left picture he looks like a mix of young and old Frank Deboosere.

7. Name: Marcel.

Additional Comment: He’s the kind of guy you’d meet in some café in the Dansaert quarter in the eighties going for drinks with his mates. Love the curls.

(Ivo Batic & Franz Leitmayr - Tatort München)

8. Name: Leo, short for Leonard.

Additional Comment: He looks like my philosophy teacher but not depressed.

(Felix Stark - Tatort Berlin)

9. Name: Camille.

Additional Comment: She looks like she shops in the Avenue Louise and comes from a good catholic family but also makes her own money. The blazer does a lot to give her that image, I think.

(Johanna Stern - Tatort Ludwigshafen)

10. Name: Daniela.

Additional Comment: She looks like professor Trelawney. I think she'd be a history teacher who makes pottery on the weekends.

(Bibi Fellner - Tatort Wien)

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

What Is Mine - Marcel x Reader x Fabian

So, with the latest episode of NXT, @wwzentertainment asked for Imperium x Reader. 

Here it is~ Almost the quickest I’ve wrote anything; just over an hour. 

Enjoy!

Warnings? : Polygamous relationship (pretty much it). Small fight scene, multiple translations of German and Italian, little bit of body insecurity near the end

TAG LIST @starwithaheart​ @shedevil22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ @barthelsimperium​ (because i think you’ll like this too)

Note: Funny Marcel gif i found at the end because <3 

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I stood backstage, just out of sight, as I watched my two boys do an interview about their win last week at Halloween Havoc. What we had between us was… unusual… but between the three of us, we made it work.

I love Marcel. He was quiet but strong; demanding, yet gentle. Compassionate and funny but also stern.

I love Fabian. He was a giant teddy bear and a protective Sheppard; he joked a lot but was also romantic.

I knew, back in 2019 when we met, that there was no way I could ever choose one over the other. They seemed to know too, and to understand. Which made our current… arrangement—work, all the more. Never before had I even thought of being in a Polygamous relationship—and they hadn’t either, they admitted one night as we cuddled on the couch.

But it was what we had, and what worked. Thinking back on that night, I couldn’t help but smile—it was also the first night we all slept together. It was a fun night—despite the soreness I felt the next few days.

“—we don’t compromise with American ideals.” Fabian wrapped up in Italian, as Marcel looked over at him with his usual smug frown.

Seeing the two of them act so differently in front of camera compared to when it was just us, it caused a small chuckle. Unfortunately, my cheery mood quickly was squashed as I watched Gigi and Jayce walked onto the screen.

“Congratulations on becoming new NXT tag team champions,” Gigi told them, eyeing Marcel in a way I did not like,” You definitely… look… the part.” She reached out with her black rose and gentle ran it down Marcel’s jawline, seemingly catching his interest.

I stood there, jaw clenched, not moving. My whole body was frozen in place—not in fear. In anger.

“And so do we,” Jacy pointed out, gesturing between her and Gigi, as she pulled away from Marcel. I was barely aware of Fabian glancing in my direction, as the camera panned in on the ladies.

“Actually, we just found out we have a six woman tag team match next week,” Jacy continued, smiling at the thought, eyeballing Marcel some more, as Gigi looked from her partner to Marcel,” And I think… you guys should watch us.” The camera panned away, bringing both Marcel and Fabian into screen again, looking like they held some interest—or at least, curiosity.

Marcel leaned over towards Fabian, a smirk on his face, whispering,” We definitely will,” before continuing in German.

“The mat is sacred, but American has its benefits.” I heard him say, being able to translate his words since he had been teaching me German—and Fabian teaching me Italian. Italian was strangely the more difficult of the two languages, as I picked up on German a lot quicker. They watched in interest as the Gigi and Jacy walked away, eyeballing them up and down.

My heart dropped, and I felt not only pissed off but sick to my stomach.

The interview wrapped up, as Mackenzie walked away with the camera man, and I saw Fabian gently elbow Marcel, whisper something—and then Marcel look over in my direction. His eyes were slightly wide, like he feared something.

Good.

Just as they made a step towards me, I spun on heel and stalked off.

“Principessa!” (ts: Princess)

“Kleiner, warte!” (ts: Little one, wait)

Ignoring them, I picked up my pace as I knew they were getting close to catching up with me. Damn their long legs!

“Kleiner—” Marcel began, but I spun around to face them, stopping them dead in the tracks. (ts: little one)

“Nein!” I exclaimed, pointing a finger at him,” Nein nein nein nein! Just—just leave mich alone!” (ts: no / me)

“Amore—” Fabian tried but quieted with a look from me. With that, I spun back around and stomped off towards the women’s locker room. Unfortunately, that didn’t help matters, because low and behold– -who was standing just outside the door?

Jacy Jayne and Gigi Dolin.

Great. Just great.

As I got closer, all intent to just pass on by them and ignore them, went out the window when I heard Jacy let Marcel’s name slip.

“—kind of, but Marcel is. All those muscles—”

“You leave Marcel alone!” I snapped, getting in her face. I’d get in trouble for the altercation no doubt, but right now, I didn’t care.

“Why? You’re in a thing with Aichner—”

“—Dunno why—” Gigi muttered.

“—Unless you’re sneaking around behind his back with Marcel—”

“It’s none of your business! Just stay AWAY from Marcel and Fabian! Do you understand me?!” I yelled at both of them.

“Why? What are you gonna do about it?” Gigi asked, eyeballing me up and down.

I couldn’t do it—I couldn’t fight them. Medical hadn’t cleared me yet from my foot injury. I just had to walk away—

“We said—what are you going to do?” Jacy repeated, as Gigi shoved my shoulder—and then I saw red. My right leg flew up, foot connecting with Jacy’s abdomen, shoving her backwards on her ass. In the second of confusion for Gigi, I brought my elbow around and knocked her right in the face as she turned back towards me. Stunned for a second, I bent her over a bit and started punching at her back, trying to knock the wind out of her lungs. My focus on her, I didn’t see Jacy come at me until I felt her hands grab my hair and slam me face first into the wall. Gaining the upper hand, they began shouting and belittling me as they attacked, gaining attention from the surrounding backstage personnel, as they tried to separate us. They pulled Jacy and Gigi away from me, thinking I wasn’t going to antagonize the situation, that I was the calmer of the three—but not this time.

As soon as I had the chance, I launched myself at the two of them—including the personel and other talent holding them back—leading with overhead punches, trying to get as much damage as possible. Arms wrapped around my waist, trying to pull me away and in my bought of adrenaline, my elbow hooked around behind me and got the guy in the face. They let me go, stumbling away.

The yelling and arguing among talent, Gigi and Jacy yelling at me and my anger kept the area extremely loud, and I couldn’t hear one person over the other.

Another set of arms wrapped around me, this time slightly tighter, and instead of pulling me straight back, I felt my lower half get lifted as well, and then pulled away from the commotion.

“Basta amore mio! You’ll reinjure yourself—Fermare!” (ts: Enough my love! / Stop!)

Recognizing the Italian, I stopped struggling as much. He put my feet back on the floor, but still held me against his chest. I saw Marcel cupping the side of his face, only looking slightly annoyed.

“Du bist Fertig?” Marcel asked. (ts: You finished?)

“Nein,” I muttered, averting my gaze from his, as I leaned back into Fabian’s chest. (ts: no)

“Mi amore,” Fabian whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of my ear,” Come, let’s talk elsewhere.” (ts: my love)

“Somewhere more quiet,” Marcel frowned at the commotion still going on ten feet behind us. Wordlessly, I nodded, following them down the hall to their locker room. Marcel closed the door behind us, and I softly pried myself from Fabian’s embrace.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours amore?” Fabian asked, sitting down in one of the chairs. (ts: love)

Silence.

“Rede mi tuns… bitte leibling.” (Talk to us / please darling)

“I just—I don’t know!” I frowned, turning away from them as I crossed my arms in front of my chest,” I—I saw them shamelessly flirting with you guys—especially Marcel—and I just—”

“You got jealous,” Fabian finished, a slight smirk on his face.

“Nein,” I muttered under my breath. (ts: no)

“Kleiner…” Marcel drawled out, talking slow steps towards me. (ts: little one)

“Nein,” I repeated, trying more to convince myself then them at this point.

“Leibe, look at me bitte.” (ts: Love / please)

Slowly, I turned around but refused to meet his gaze. Briefly, my eyes met Fabian’s and I saw the soft smile his had on his face, but it only made me feel more ashamed, so I let my gaze fall to the floor. Fingertips traced my jaw down to my chin, before lifting my attention up until I finally met Marcel’s eyes.

His beautiful, captivating blue eyes. Those eyes were the first thing to draw me towards him—just as Fabian’s smile did.

“Liebe… You know I would never cheat on you, right?” (ts: Love)

I nodded slowly.

“Then why all this?”

“I just—I don’t know… I guess… with me not really being out there—maybe… maybe I’m feeling insecure? I mean—they are both, kinda attractive in their own—”

“Nein,” Marcel bit out, his posture tightening slightly before he relaxed,” I can’t speak for Fabian—but you…. You are all I need. All I want. Du bist wunderschon…. Komisch… clever… stark… Perfekt wie du bist.” (ts: no / you are beautiful, funny, smart, strong. Perfect as you are)

“Marcel…” I whispered, my eyes tearing up as I wrapped my arms around his torso and snuggled into him as his wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

“Si, mi amore,” Fabian agreed,” Marcel and I—back before we all agreed to do this relationship—we both were attracted to you in our own ways. People can come on to us all they want—flirt all they want… but at the end of the day, all we want is you, Principessa.” (ts: Yes, my love / Princess)

“You’ve nothing to be jealous over, we promise,” I heard Marcel assure me, and I glanced up at him.

“I’m sorry I elbowed you in the face,” I frowned, as he looked down at me with a grin.

“Don’t worry about it. You’ve done worse before,” Marcel chuckled, before pressing a kiss to my forehead,” Does your foot hurt any?”

“Hmm? Oh,” I thought, stretching it out a bit and considering, before shaking my head,” No. Doesn’t seem to. Doctor did tell me I should be good to go, but to keep an eye on it for a few weeks.”

“So, you’re cleared to be in the ring again?”

“Not technically, yet anyway. I think they will after my check up tomorrow. Which is good news for me,” I smiled deviously.

“Why’s that, Princepessa?” (ts: princess)

“You heard Jayne. They’ve got a 3-woman tag match next week. It’d be a shame if one of their opponents couldn’t make the match for… any… reason.”

“Questa e’ la nostra ragazza.” (ts: That’s our girl)

“Wir werden zuschauen.” (ts: We will be watching)

“I do hope so,” I smirked,” They’ll learn, one way or another, they’ll learn. You don’t mess with what’s mine.” 

The two Europeans just smiled down at me, before giving me each a breath taking kiss. Next week was a ways away– for now, they started with making me feel beautiful, loved and extra motivated. 

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EXTRA MARCEL READJUST GIF -hearteyes- imdying

[randomalistic]

🎬 MY 2023 MOVIE LIST

THIS YEAR I WATCHED:

44 DIFFERENT MOVIES

30 NEW MOVIES 17 REWATCHES

28 ANIMATED MOVIES 16 LIVE ACTION MOVIES

I’ve also linked a few posts with my initial reactions/discussions

MUST-WATCH LIST: at least imo. teehee.

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022)

Labyrinth (1986)

ParaNorman (2012)

The Last Unicorn (1982)

Nimona (2023)

Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022)

Wreck-it Ralph (2012)

How to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Megamind (2010)

Coraline (2009)

Kung-Fu Panda (2008)

The Book of Life (2014)

Corpse Bride (2005)

Isle of Dogs (2018)

Tangled (2010)

I hope I keep this up !!! Maybe I can watch more TV shows or play more games next year :)

+ SOMETHING COOL TO TRY: Watch 2 similar movies back to back more often. You’ll be able to make interesting connections between them and it's fun!

-- Extended list below --

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ABSOLUTE FAVORITE

Watch it!!

Good but had some problems

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1-12-23: Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) ACTUALLY PEAK FILM. AMAZING VISUALS, EPIC FIGHT SEQUENCES AND VERY HEARTFELT . I love piss in boots. MUST WATCH.

3-9-23: The Steven Universe Movie (2018) (rewatch) Spinel is in this. The songs are amazing. Fun to revisit !!!

3-24-23: Labyrinth (1986) DAVID BOWIE AND INTRICATE PUPPET CREATURES 80s FANTASY MOVIE I AM IN LOVE. Must watch

4-8-23: ParaNorman (2012) hit me harder than I was expecting, really subverts your expectations. AMAZING. MUST WATCH.

4-28-23: The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023) I watched this on my birthday :) It made the child in me so happy

5-8-23: Tinker Bell (2008) (old rewatch) Pixie hollow is a legitimately communist society. Fun to revisit !!

6-18-23: The Little Mermaid (2023) ew live action remake lol. But it’s one of the better ones. ok honestly i'm mad that i sorta liked it upon initial viewing. maybe its just cuz i havent seen the original (WHAT ARE YOU DOING!????? oh mygod please watch the original one OK FINE I WILL........)

7-17-23: The Last Unicorn (1982) really a product of its time. So beautiful and unique in its own way. Must watch

7-28-23 Run Lola Run (1998) Indie german crime/thriller film that was fun and experimental, I loved the late 90s trance soundtrack and had a good time, it went by quick!

8-3-23 Barbie (2023) ITS BARBIE !

8-19-23 (Most of) Aladdin (1992) (old rewatch) gGenie………. The animation is GODLY. the early CG is a bit rough but hey it was 1992

8-25-23 Nimona (2023) MOST QUEEREST COOLIEST MOVIE I SEEN HITS VERY HARD AND ITS SUPER GOOD OHHHH…. PLEASE MUST WATCH!!!

9-8-23 Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022) finally got around to this one, what a special experience. MUST WATCH

9-15-23 The Road to El Dorado (2000) White savior movie but otherwise fun characters. Tulio and Miguel are the gayest straight guys I’ve ever seen

9-15-23 The Emperor’s New Groove (2000) GENUINELY HILARIOUS AND SO GOOFY. It was fun seeing this right after el dorado.

9-21-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (old rewatch) brooooo this moviie sucs I hate it so much i. please watch

9-22-23 How to Train Your Dragon (2010) very powerful music and showcases a very touching relationship between humans and nature/the unknown, must see !!!!!

9-29-23 Little Miss Sunshine (2006) dysfunctional family road trip with chaotic/dark humor. ITS FUNNY I LIKED IT

10-1-23 Elemental (2023) REALLY didn’t deserve the hate, it’s a sweet romance/immigration story. A little cheesy but it’s charming. The visuals are a feat to behold

10-4-23 Napoleon Dynamite (2004) some outdated language/humor but otherwise a Very specific brand of silly/charming

10-5-23 Marcel The Shell (2021) unexpectedly touching and unique movie presentation style - I may have cried

10-7-23 Megamind (2010) (old rewatch) ICONIC and hilarious supervillain film and aged very well. MUST WATCH!!??

10-21-23 Coraline (2009) (rewatch) this movie has such a distinct, creepy identity and it’s enthralling each time. MUST WATCH

10-27-23 Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) has tonal problems and it wasn’t confident enough to go all out all the way through, which is so unfortunate… But AMAZING otherwise. The architecture ??! And Frollo. Evil priest characters you are so cool

10-27-23 Kung-Fu Panda (2008) (old rewatch) Legitimately amazing animated martial arts movie and embraces self love. we all know this. It’s even better on rewatch. MUST WATCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10-27-23 Kung Fu Panda 2 (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY POWERFUL AND A REALLY GOOD SEQUEL. Hi shen blushes

11-4-23 The Book of Life (2014) this film is such an UNDERRATED TREAT. Absolutely gorgeous celebration of Mexican culture. Incredible world and characters and the style is so distinct. Must WATCH !!!???

11-5-23 Five Nights At Freddy’s (2023) :) I’ve been waiting for this ever since I was 13 and I had so much fun watching it. This was a highlight of my year!

11-12-23 Corpse Bride (2005) Really really good Tim Burton Halloween movie with so much stylization. So much fun to watch!!!! And so ethereal at times. MUST WATCH

11-12-23 Frankenweenie (2012) Very cute but disappointing ending, too safe. It could have been more impactful if they pushed it further. Watched this after corpse bride and the parallels were FUNNY.

11-18-23 The Wizard Of Oz (1939) (old rewatch). The real life abusive filming process makes this movie Hard to Enjoy with peace of mind- but the finished product is truly groundbreaking and whimsical

11-20-23 The Bourne Identity (2002) AWESOME THRILLER ACTION MOVIE EHEHE

11-21-23 Star Wars: A New Hope (1977) unpopular opinion - the movie suffers when you don’t see it in its original intended form (in a movie theater . In 1977.) I SWEAR. I STILL ENJOYED IT THOUGH. ….

11-22-23 Austin Powers: The Spy who Shagged Me (1998) SO SILLY but mean spirited/offensive humor at times. ITS AUSTIN POWERS…

11-23-23 Monsters University (2013) (rewatch) MOST UNDERRATED DISNEY SEQUEL/PREQUEL. FUN AND IMPACTFUL COLLEGE FRIENDSHIP MOVIE

11-25-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (rewatch AGAIN.) haha

12-1–23 Isle of Dogs (2018) Incredibly unique/distinct presentation style. My friend who’s a Japanese major loves this movie. MUST WATCH

12-1-23 Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009) another silly goofy little dysfunctional family unit, a bit yikes at some parts but overall pretty lighthearted. It was cool seeing this immediately after isle of dogs cuz you could see the inspiration in the visuals between the two

12-8-23 The Mitchell’s vs. The Machines (2021) silly robot apocalypse family road trip movie with AMAZING visuals (everyone in the family is autistic)

12-17-23 Prancer (1989) Unexpectedly heartwarming movie about a little girl helping an injured reindeer. VERY SWEET and great message about the impact of kindness and the wonders of being a child. MADE ME CRY.

12-18-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (3rd REWATCH) get a hold of yourself oh my god ‼️

12-19-23 The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) (rewatch) classic muppet Christmas movie :)

12-22-23 The Muppets (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY CATCHY SONGS and a silly muppet movie. Fun to revisit. Tex Richman my beloved

12-23-23 Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964) Mediocre writing and mean spirited at times <3 BUT ITS A CLASSIC. so ofc i liked it

12-24-23 Tangled (2010) (old rewatch) I forgot how good this movie was. ACTUALLY PEAK and so fun to revisit. Such a fresh take on a fairytale story, great songs, amazing romance, and also empowering about overcoming an abusive parent … MUST WATCH!!!

12-26-23 Klaus (2019) (rewatch) it’s so great to see a new 2D animated movie come out, and such a great story too. Cute origin story of Christmas and POSTAL WORKER APPRECIATION!!!!!

12-31-23 Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) (rewatch) started off the year with this movie and then ended with it! What a treat!! I even wrote a short essay about it 1 semester ago :)

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In conclusion, I love movies !!! But my favorite movies are those that are confident in their identities and don’t hold back. Like share your message to the fullest !!!!

I watched a lot of stop-motion movies this year. I wanna watch more studio ghibli movies next year

And maybe I should purposefully try watching bad movies… it might make me appreciate good ones more and easier see what they do right. But also. I really dont wanna watch ralph breaks the internet.

[sydsaint]

My Fav horror movie himbo

Summary: Triple H pairs the reader up with LA Knight in hopes that some of his charisma and confidence will rub off on her.

'Why me?' You think to yourself as you stare at the script in your hand. The board room is silent as everyone goes through their new scripts for the next couple of months. 

"Okay!" Triple H stands up at the head of the table. "Does anyone have any questions about their storylines from creative?" He asks the room. 

Everyone shakes their heads and Hunter releases everyone from the room. You linger at the back of the crowd in hopes that you can get a moment with Hunter alone to talk about your script. Everyone files out of the room and you scoot quietly over to Hunter with a friendly smile. 

"Yes, Y/N?" Hunter asks, not looking up from his computer. 

You cough and bite the inside of your cheek. "Yeah, about my script, Hunter." You scratch at the back of your neck. 

"What about it?" Hunter looks up from his computer with a stern grunt. 

Before you can stutter out a reply, the man of the hour aka the person that you're trying to avoid, comes into the room being his usual loud self. "Hunter, my man. Who's this Y/N broad that you've got me cozied up with for the next few weeks against that German guy?" LA Knight slides into the room and walks right past you. 

"Perfect." Hunter smiles to himself. "LA Knight, this is Y/N L/N." He introduced the two of you. "And before you even ask, Y/N. No. You're stuck with him for now. Deal with it." He informs you. 

You nod silently, embarrassed that Hunter would air your dirty laundry to your new co-worker like that. You've never really been that much of a talker, preferring to let your actions in the ring do the talking for you. But Hunter seems to think that you could be one of WWE's top performers if you'd just get more confident and comfortable with yourself. Hence why's he's paired you up with an egomaniac like LA Knight? 

"Well ain't you cute, dollface." Knight glances over at you with a chuckle. 

"Nice to meet you." You keep your greeting formal. 

Knight chuckles again and slings an arm over your shoulder. "Ah, I get it. You're one of those shy ones, huh?" He asks you. "Great! I love the shy ones. We are going to have a blast working together, sweetheart, I can already tell." 

Hunter watches Knight drag you out of the room and smiles to himself at his handiwork. If anyone can get you out of your shell, it's LA Knight. Especially since Hunter's stuck you right in the middle of a storyline between Knight and Marcel Barthel. Two serial flirts that are bound to get you to come out of your shell, one way or another. 

After a while of dragging you around the backstage area, Knight finally loosens his grasp on you and you manage to put a few steps between the two of you. 'Geez, this guy is loud.' You think to yourself. "It's, Y/N, by the way." You find a moment to speak up in between Knight's rambling. 

"What was that, sugar?" Knight replies. He heard what you said, but Hunter put him up to this job to help you grow some backbone. 

"My name? It's, Y/N." You repeat yourself in a firmer tone. "Not, dollface, sugar, or anything else. Just, Y/N." You inform Knight. 

Knight nods, acknowledging your serious tone. "Right, my bad, sweetheart- I mean, Y/N." He corrects himself with a grin. 

"Thank you." You mimic his nod and relax a little bit. "So, did Hunter mention why he needs me to be in the middle of a fued between you and Marcel Barthel?" You ask Knight. 

"Well, we've got to have something to fight over, right?" Knight chuckles again. "And what better motivation is there than the promise of a gorgeous girl on your arm?" He teases you with a wink.

Your eyes widen a bit as it sinks in just what Hunter has roped you into. "Oh." You stutter out. "Right. I knew that I never should have mentioned that I like, Barthel." You shake your head as you talk to yourself quietly/ 

"So, you got a thing for, Barthel, then?" Knight cuts in as he steps closer to you. "So I'm working at a disadvantage then, huh?" He chuckles. "Eh, no problem. I love a challenge. And I always win." 

"Oh, yeah, I'm in hell." You let out a small sigh, a hint of a smile in the corners of your mouth. 

Later in the night, it's time to get this whole fued kicked off. You head out for a match against Shotzi and pull out a win. After a bit of celebration with the crowd, you head backstage where there is a camera crew standing by with Marcel and Giovonni. 

"Y/N, darling." Marcel greets you with that handsome smile of his when you come through the curtain. 

"Hello, Marcel." You nod to him sheepishly. 

Marcel grins and steps over to you, he looks down at you and offers you a playful wink. "You looked beautiful out in the ring." He compliments you. "Truly a sight to behold in the ring. None of that nonsense that others around here try and pass off as wrestling." 

"Thank you." You nod. 

A couple of seconds later Knight comes into frame intent on saving you from Marcel's embarrassment. "Hey! Why don't you back off the lady a bit?" He comes to your rescue. 

"What's it to you?" Marcel scowls at night. "Don't tell me that a lovely lady such as Y/N, would ever want to be caught dead with riffraff like you?" He scoffs at Knight. 

"Riffraff?!" Knight scoffs. "You think that Y/N would want to hang out with some second-rate lackey?" He snaps back at Marcel.

A small laugh catches in your throat and you try and keep it down. You're supposed to be unbiased between the pair for this storyline. For the first couple of weeks anyway.

Knight catches your laugh despite your efforts to hide it and turns to you. "See! She laughed. Y/N, thinks I'm funny. And right." He challenges Marcel and slings an arm over your shoulder. "Come on, gorgeous. Let's get out of here."

Knight turns you around to walk off camera while Marcel looks angry behind you. "Y/N, hold on!" Barthel calls after you.

"Hey! We don't need any comments from the peanut gallery! Yeah!" Knight answers for you.

You and Knight walk off-camera and around the corner. Once out of sight, he takes his arm off of you. "What was all that?" You turn to him uneasy that Knight went off script.

"What?" Knight chuckles. "I saw an opportunity and took it." He shrugs with a grin. "Besides, you're the one that laughed."

"I didn't mean to!" You huff.

Knight chuckles again and twirls a strand of your hair in his hand. "Relax, dollface. It was a good thing. You'll learn to just go with the flow soon enough." He adds.

"I guess." You mumble to yourself. "Just, at least give me some kind of warning before you drag me off against my will next time. Okay?" You scold Knight.

"Sure thing, doll." He nods at you. "Look at you! Already making demands." He grins with a teasing wink. "I got a feeling that you are gonna end up being a handful by the time I'm done with you, doll."

[massensterben]

dossier   —   Bertholdt Huber.

FULL  NAME.     Bertholdt Felix Huber  MEANING.     Bertholdt (from Old High German: Berhtwald ‘bright ruler’) Felix (from Latin: Felix ‘fortunate, happy’) Huber (from German: Huber ‘free farmer’)  NICKNAME.     Bertl (childhood nickname), Bert, ‘tall guy’ GENDER.     cis male ETHNICITY.     eldian HEIGHT.     192cm (850) / 197cm (854) AGE.     16 (850) / 20 (854) ZODIAC.     capricorn    (diligent, ambitious, responsible, pessimistic, devoted) SPOKEN  LANGUAGES.     eldian, marleyan, paradisian dialect

physical  characteristics !

HAIR  COLOR.     black EYE  COLOR.     grey-green SKIN  TONE.     tan BODY  TYPE.     athletic, lean, long limbs ACCENT.     faint marleyan accent when speaking eldian  VOICE.     low, often speaks softly DOMINANT  HAND.     left handed, but trained to use his right hand, became quasi-ambidextrous in the process (he can only write quickly with his right hand) POSTURE.     keeps his head low, straight back, prefers to not take up much space SCARS.   none / (God of Destruction verse: several long but faint scars across his torso and limbs) TATTOOS.   none MOST  NOTICEABLE  FEATURE(S).  his height and his nose

childhood !

PLACE  OF  BIRTH.     the internment zone in Liberio HOMETOWN.     Liberio, Marley MANNER  OF  BIRTH.     natural (at home) FIRST  WORDS.     “up” SIBLINGS.     none  PARENTS.     mother : Hannelore Katznick,  a young eldian woman who only had a brief romantic relationship with Bertholdt’s father. she attempted to make the relationship work for the sake of the child when she became pregnant, but ultimately decided to leave the family soon after the baby was born. she had no further contact with Bertholdt. she eventually got married to a younger man. father : Wolfram Huber, a war veteran who was famous among eldians in his day as an outstanding soldier. he was wounded and discharged with honors, and worked as a factory worker thereafter. the chemicals he worked with permanently damaged his lungs and he became bedridden by the time Bertholdt was three. he died in 854.  PARENT  INVOLVEMENT.  Bertholdt’s mother was only involved during the first three months of Bertholdt’s life and then never again. Bertholdt’s father was already up in years when his child was born but did his best to provide for him. their relationship was warm but quiet; they did not have many heart to hearts. Bertholdt very early had to take on a caretaker role for him. this rankled his father immensely and changed his more sensitive approach to one of growing dissatisfaction. he fully intended for his son to join the military and the warrior program seemed a promising venture, not to mention the benefits. Bertholdt’s relationship with his father afterwards became more strained and more based on expectations and ceaseless health concerns. they parted on good terms but Bertholdt felt emotionally neglected by the time he left for Paradis. Bertholdt remembers him fondly, even so, and believes himself to have an irrevocable duty to him. 

adult  life !

OCCUPATION.   warrior with the Warrior Unit of Marley, briefly employed as a soldier with the Paradisian Survey Corps CURRENT RESIDENCE.  survey corps barracks / warrior HQ living quarters  CLOSE  FRIENDS.   Reiner Braun, Marcel Galliard, Armin Arlert, Christa Lenz, Ymir  RELATIONSHIP  STATUS.  verse dependent!  FINANCIAL  STATUS.  fully dependent on his employers  DRIVER’S  LICENSE.     no; (acquires a license in 854) CRIMINAL  RECORD.   terrorism, kidnapping, mass murder, other crimes VICES.   jealousy, insecurity

sex  &  romance !

SEXUAL  ORIENTATION.  bisexual ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION.  biromantic  PREFERRED  EMOTIONAL  ROLE.  submissive, supporting  PREFERRED  SEXUAL  ROLE. dominant, servicing   LOVE  LANGUAGE.   quality time, acts of service  LIBIDO.   average, increases when affected by strong emotions RELATIONSHIP  TENDENCIES.   he prefers something subtle and casual over bold gestures and declarations of love, as long a he knows he can rely on his partner and find in them a constant to ground him, he will move mountains for them. 

miscellaneous !

THEME  SONG.     officially: apple seed & alternative drive; Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths HOBBIES  TO  PASS  TIME.     reading, drawing, spending time with friends MENTAL  ILLNESSES.   post traumatic stress disorder (survivor’s guilt, depression, anxiety) PHYSICAL  ILLNESSES.     none LEFT  OR  RIGHT  BRAINED.     left PHOBIAS.  syringes, restraints  SELF  CONFIDENCE  LEVEL.  confident in his physical abilities, appears to lack confidence when it comes to mental capabilities VULNERABILITIES.    deeply devoted to his comrades, explosive temper when stressed, lacks communication skills

[brookstonalmanac]

Birthdays 9.20

Beer Birthdays

Marc Lemay

Pete Coors (1946)

Five Favorite Birthdays

Gary Cole; actor (1956)

Malcolm Reynolds; character on Firefly (2468)

Upton Sinclair; writer (1878)

Jim Taylor; Green Bay Packers RB (1935)

Jay Ward; animator (1920)

Famous Birthdays

Asia Argento; Italian actor, singer (1975)

Red Auerbach; Boston Celtics coach (1917)

Xavier Marcel Boulestin; chef, cookbook author (1878)

Joyce Brothers; psychologist (1928)

Maggie Cheung; Chinese actor (1964)

Dale Chihuly; artist, glass sculptor (1941)

James Dewar; Scottish chemist, physicist (1842)

Joanie Dodds; model (1981)

John Harle; classical saxophonist (1956)

Kristen Johnson; actor (1967)

Guy Lafleur; Montreal Canadiens RW (1951)

Sophia Loren; Italian actor (1934)

George R.R. Martin; writer (1948)

Anne Meara; comedian (1929)

Jelly Roll Morton; pianist (1885)

Chuck & John Panozzo; rock musicians (1948)

Maxwell Perkins; literary editor (1884)

Henry Putnam; librarian (1861)

Fernando Rey; Spanish actor (1917)

Brinke Stevens; model, actor (1954)

Leo Strauss; German philosopher (1899)

Slappy White; comedian (1921)

[nonsense000]

Dear diary

The "german boyfriend" stories continue. Now for the long distance arc, I guess.

I hope this works.

[sterlingarcher23]

Stranger Things/ElMax and a Valerian & Laureline parallel

I noticed something when I just watched Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets (which is why I give this post priority) and while it was at first just how Laureline (Cara Delevingne) looked at Valerian's lips (Dane DeHaan) totally says "Yeah, looking at someone's lips communicates a romantic interest" which means that El & Max looking at each other's lips screams 'romance incoming', the whole scene had some weirdly similar vibes.

From the "Wait a moment, our moment is interrupted", therefore no kiss, to the ridiculous charge of Valerian & Laureline and Max on the other side.

Before this all happens Laureline's brain was meant to be a dish for an alien emperor guy (typical Luc Besson humor)

Like I said: vibes...

It should be noted that Star Wars which has a huge influence in pop culture including Stranger Things, would have looked very different and probably less interesting if the makers and Uncle George weren't plundering franco-belgian comics and artists including "Valerian & Laureline" by Pierre Christin & Jean-Claude Mézières or the works of Jean "Moebius" Giraud and others.

Just a few examples:

A video showcasing certain images and although not comparing everything, once you see it, you know that you've seen it.

Something that at least should be acknowledge - Pierre Christin interviewed years ago by a German journal wasn't against inspiration, that's how art works and lives on, he was just sad that their works weren't even mentioned and that it is a thing with Americans that they take what's needed and don't even say "Thank you" which, according to Christin is the very least you should do.

The interview but it's just in German.

Btw Mézières & Christin worked with Besson on his Fifth Element that's why it looks also very similar to some Valerian illustrations bit those came before.

Anyway: Did the Duffers copy Valerian too to have El & Max like Valerian & Laureline? Not sure. It just has similar vibes and although not in the movie but it was meant to happen in a sequel and IS a big thing in the comics, both Valerian and Laureline are time agents,usually only visiting the past (Laureline is originally even a girl from the middle ages) and the constant hints to time travel/space travel (Back to the Future, A wrinkle in time) and dimensions outside the space time feels like this could be an influence and aspects inspiring Stranger Things and more specifically El & Max (because these two most definitely go on a time travel/jump).

The visuals how Laureline communicates with Valerian in "Metro Chatelet" over space and time (she's in the future, he's in the 80s) could be an inspo for Stranger Things, communication/time travel.

Speaking of similarities (Valerian shows that he's the guardian of the soul of a princess):

So, it could just be a coincidence (although nerds like the Duffers may know about some ofthe origins of Star Wars) but at least it would be cool... and honor what influenced a world wide cultural phenomenon like Star Wars that inspired Stranger Things too.

Just the artwork for this book reminds me of the reflection, mirror and upside down/inverse from the show, splitting it in space, time and dimension too - and yeah, in German Laureline was renamed to Veronique.

So, a Valerian & Laureline / El & Max couple parallel that's undeniable for the nerds that know more than just DC & Marcel and I'm happy.

"There's beggary in love that can be reckon'd"

It cannot be reckoned, it's infinite, bottomless, is infinitely deep. It's timeless. It's neverending.

"And there here upon a rainbow is the answer to a Neverending Story."

[dempseyregal]

Unexpected Surprise Part 1

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a while and I couldn't even finish it so enjoy the first part of this hot mess while I try to finish the other part

“Fabian, are you alright?” Marcel waved his hand in front of his face, but Fabian didn’t as much as blinked in response. “You’re leaving? But why Y/N? I though you loved it here!” His voice cracked with rage and hurt, but I couldn’t handle to tell him the truth.

I was pregnant, with Fabian’s baby, and couldn’t stay to wrestle until after the birth. I decided to go to Scotland and stay with my brothers’ wife until after the baby was born, I wanted to lay low. But all I told Imperium was that I quit because of personal problems within the family.

“Joe and Mark aren’t quitting?! Wolfgang is still creeping around, why don’t they quit too?!” “Because it doesn’t involve my brothers. Wolfgang isn’t even remotely related to me in anyway. My sister-in-law is expecting and there are complications with her health. I am leaving to take care of her.” I replied as I took my stuff and walked out of the dressing room while the three of them started debating and arguing with one another.

*8 and a half months later*

I was in the crowd at Takeover New York, flew in with Abigail to see the guys wrestle. They didn’t say who they were facing, just that my sister-in-law and I had to come watch them live. She was 5 months pregnant, and my little boy was fast asleep in my lap. It was the first time I stepped foot on WWE property since leaving.

Gallus made they way down to the ring and suddenly the lights went out and Imperium’s music hit. My heart dropped when I saw the three of them standing on the ramp, sadistic expressions on their faces. I looked at Fabian, his beard had grown, and his body had exploded to twice the size as when I saw him last. Marco started waking up in my arms and I panicked. “What if he sees him? He doesn’t know Marco’s his.” I whispered over to Abigail, and she looked over at my brothers, who also must have sensed my panic state as they went to work on distracting Imperium from walking around the ring.

The match was brutal to say the least.  Just when Wolfgang thought he had them pinned, Alexander Wolfe came from nowhere and caused a distraction, having Fabian pin him, winning the match for Imperium. I was frantically observing the ringside area for Joe and Mark when Abigail grabbed my arm. “He’s coming, let’s go!” She grabbed Marco’s bag but before I could follow pursuit, Fabian was at the barricade, grabbing onto my arm. “Y/N?! What are you doing here? I thought your sister in law had a baby alre-“He froze when he caught sight of Marco now fully awake, his big blue eyes staring back at Fabian with a toothless grin.

“I have to go.” I practically ran after Abigail to the backstage area, hoping and praying that their locker room was open so I could sneak in and hide there. TO my luck, it was and Abigail pushed me inside, closing the door behind her. I heard a commotion outside the door, German shouting and banging on the door. Joe and Mark burst through, pushing me into the bathroom. “Keep the lad in here until I tell you its safe to get out. These idiots want to see the baby.” I nodded and locked the door when he ran out, Abigail looking at Mark with wild eyes before he pursued our brother.

After a while, there came silence and a small knock from the door. “Y/N, come on out.” Mark’s voice sounded from the other side of the door. I opened it and saw the anger on his face. They were all seated in the locker room. All four members of Imperium and Wolfgang, Joe and Abigail were sitting around the table, Mark placing his huge hand on the small of my back.

Fabian jumped up but Wolfgang shot up to block his way. “Remember the deal Aichner. You get to see him but not too close.” I panicked once again and held Marco tighter to my chest. “You had a baby and didn’t tell us, Y/N? Why would you disappear like that?” Marcel spoke up while everyone just stared at the baby in my arms, smiling at all of them. “He looks just like you.” Walter pointed out to Fabian, who was focused on the giggling little human.

“He’s mine? Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve been there to help you during the pregnancy, I missed his birth! I missed the visits to the doctor!” I felt like bursting into tears. “I- I thought that you would want to take him away from me. I didn’t want you to know because I was scared.” I whispered and all eyes were on me in an instant. “Why would he do something like that Y/N?” Wolfe asked and Joe stood up, taking Marco from me and carefully putting him on the table in front of them to see.

I took a seat with them as Mark followed suit, sitting next to me, positioning himself in between me and his wife. “Our father tried to take us away from our mother when we were kids. So my mother tried to keep us a secret from the rest of the family afterwards scared that my father would come back for us.” Joe said as Fabian leaned froward, Marko grabbing his fingers and giggling as he pulled him close.

“I kept all of the ultra sounds and had videos made of my doctor’s appointments and the birth… SO when Y/N was ready, she could give them to you.” My sister-in-law spoke, Fabian looking over at her then at Marko. Marko had Fabian’s finger in his mouth, drool all over his hand. “Can I see it?” He asked and I obediently walked over to the little black case that I carried around with me. I handed it to him, and Marcel opened it, taking out the contents and handing them over to Fabian. Inside, photos of my scans, when Marko was born, Marko wearing an Italian supporter’s outfit that Mark bought him, a photo of Marko next to the Imperium flag I was gifted.

“I want the two of you to move in with me.” Fabian said while rocking Marko to sleep. I sucked in a breathe as I saw Joe tense up. “Its alright Joseph. He’s Marko dad, he has the right to have him around.” Wolfgang tried to calm him down while I held onto Joe’s hand. “You knew this was going to happen sooner or later Joe. We have to move.”

[niemernuet]

and okay i‘m gonna restrict myself to this being the last one but what if we did "i think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me" for lucas and felix 😏😏😏 and then MAYBE if we wanted to be really evolved we could combine it with soft kisses becoming heated 😇😏🥰

Gotta be honest, I haven't listened to their podcast yet, so if something doesn't add up I apologise. Also the third one will come later. Thank you so much for sending these asks, I love you. 😘💋

Nobody ever tells you about the meetings. When he was still a racer they used to have meetings with the race director, followed by meetings with the head coach, meetings with the training coaches, and meetings with the service man. Hell, sometimes it felt as if he spent the entire weekend in meetings save for the two minutes of the race. Now that he is a retiree, he still has meetings with the race director, a bit more terse than before, followed however by meetings with the broadcast director of the race, meetings with the director of his station, meetings with the technical crew, and meetings with the people of the programme before and after the broadcast. And there is not even a race anymore that he can look forward to.

The social media guy, a pale, quiet bloke who still dresses for his dream job in a modern art gallery in Berlin and not for his current job in the Austrian Alps in the middle of the winter for the Bavarian broadcasting company, nods once, and starts to put his gear back into the bag.

“Looks good,” he says, and eyes Felix who suddenly feels really, really stupid in his outfit. “I’ll send you the link once I post it on Instagram. Also, the meeting with the team starts in five.”

Felix nods, his fingers tangled in the layers of cheap tulle wrapped around his head and falling down his shoulders. “Just go ahead, I’ll join you shortly.”

How can it be so hard to get this thing off?

The guy hesitates for a second, his gaze still scrutinising Felix. Then, he shrugs, and ambles away. The door to the small room a short hallway from the lobby away is open wide, and the noise of Kitzbühel’s most hectic weekend of the year fills the silence. Lucas observes Felix’ struggles for a while longer, his smile growing bigger and bigger until finally he takes pity.

“Here, let me!” he says, and pulls Felix’ hands away.

“I think the cord’s somewhere…,” Felix says, and hisses when Lucas’ fingers snag in his hair.

“Sorry,” Lucas chuckles. “Where did you find that monstrosity anyway?”

“One of the stylists brought it from the costume stock in Munich. I’m sure you could already see it in films and series.”

“If I watched German tv, that is.”

Felix snorts. “Yeah, tha…ouch!”

“Done!” Lucas announces proudly, and drops the tacky veil in Felix’ lap. “You’re welcome.”

Felix laughs, and sheepishly flattens his hair with his palm. With Lucas so close, he suddenly remembers Marcel’s sarcastic message after Felix’ very public outburst on social media following Lucas’ surprise in Sölden.

And you had the gall to call me cradle-snatcher?

Back in autumn, Felix took the time to write his answer in all-caps. AT LEAST I WAITED UNTIL HE WAS ALLOWED TO DRIVE A CAR!!!

He omitted the addendum that Felix did not snatch anything at all anyway.

That is, until today. His eyes wander over to Lucas, his immaculate curls, and he wonders how they would feel under his touch, how they would wrap around his fingers, how they would look fanned out on a pillow, how…

“I think this is the part where you’re supposed to kiss me.”

Felix blinks. “What?”

Instead of an explanation, Lucas leans over, and gives him a soft kiss on the lips.

“It’s only a real wedding if you seal it with a kiss,” he whispers.

Felix’ hands move on their own, burying themselves in Lucas’ hair, pulling him close for another kiss, and another, and another, until their lips fuse together.

He doesn’t know how much time has passed when they come up for breath, their foreheads pressed together, or if anyone has walked past the open door.

“My room’s on the second floor,” Lucas mutters. “But I understand if your meeting…”

Felix jumps up, and grabs Lucas’ hand. “They can do without me.”

[martinesabroad]

Early this month I went to a conference in Lisbon.

I hit it off with so many people, but in particular, a guy that lives an hour south of Valencia, in Dénia, Spain, where we actually were for part of August.

He invited me to bring the fam down for a weekend, and take me on a trail run, have some good food, and show us around.

I'm not one to say no to such things.

So we're here in Dénia this weekend. It's a small town and yet they've still pointed us to a number of areas/spots we didn't catch last time.

This is one gem of a town.

Marcel is German, his wife Monica is Lithuanian, and they've lived here for about 6 years. They have two kids: 2 and 4.

This morning an hour before sunrise, he bravely led me up a mountain on a 6 miles rugged trail run with a headlamp.

The light and the views were unreal.

He seems to know everyone in town. At the two restaurants we went to today, both were booked up with reservations, and both insisted on finding a way to get our group of 8 in right away. After our 2-hour tapas meal outdoors, the restaurant owner handed each of the ladies a nice bottle of wine in a bag.

Small-town Spanish living at its best.

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Always There - Marcel Barthel x Reader

Figured I’d get the Marcel one out of my way while I could. I’ve been having some German feels for a while (who can blame me though? )

I do apologize now for any INCORRECT translations. I do NOT know German well enough, I know about 5-6 words and that’s it. (Yes, No, Hello, Love, Ambulance and Hospital. The necessities) 

Y/N = Your name

If you don’t like Ember Moon, Kacy or Kayden, feel free to think up your own NXT roommate situation for a TakeOver event. That’s where I thought this would be at -shrug- 

EDITED IN: Original Tag List @starwithaheart​ @shedevill22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ 

Tagging those who Requested Marcel!  @barthelsimperium

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Letting out a deep breath, I glanced over at the digital clock next to the bed I was sharing with Ember. The red light read 3:29. Frowning, I looked at my other two roommates, Kacey and Kayden, who were also fast asleep much like Ember.

“So unfair…” I sighed.

This was now night three of no sleep. I knew I had to do something—if it kept going, Hunter was bound to realize, and not only that I could accidentally hurt someone in the ring. What could I do though?

Back home, I’d get up and make myself busy—but I didn’t want to wake up my friends.

Friends…

“Just find me, liebe. I don’t care what the time is!”

Marcel’s words came crashing into my fore-thought, causing me to purse my lips. I couldn’t actually just stroll to his room and wake him up at this ungodly hour… could I? Ember would never let me live it down, if she found out I went to his room this late at night. She’s the only one I have ever told my feelings towards. The only one who knew I loved Marcel, my impeccable German.

On screen, he was cold, cunning, methodical and egotistical. Behind the screen though? Marcel Barthel was the funniest, kindest and most considerate guy I had ever known. Our friendship had started out a bit oddly, as somehow his suitcase had ended up in the women’s locker room and I, of course, was the one to return it to him. He was clearly confused and embarrassed, but thankful all the same. I had cracked a joke that if he wanted to spend time with me all he had to do was ask—and upon hearing the chuckle from Fabian, I quickly excused myself in embarrassment, barely hearing Marcel speak to Fabian as I left.

“Lach nicht uber sie!”  ((ts: Don’t laugh at them))

Later that night, Marcel had found me backstage, quickly taking a seat beside me and leaning back slightly.

“You said if I wanted to spend time, all I need to do was ask,” he explained, causing me to go red from embarrassment.

“I-it was a joke… You don’t have to—”

“You may have been joking, but I’m not, Kleiner.”  ((ts: little one)) 

“I…. have no idea what that means.”

He only laughed in response, shaking his head slightly, promising me,” I’ll teach you some words.”

I smiled at the memory, before glancing a risk at the clock once more.

3:36

Fuck it, I decided. Carefully as I could, I pushed back the covers and climbed out of the warm cocoon I had made. Grabbing my wallet on the way by the tv stand, I tiptoed to the door and as quietly as I could, opened the door and snuck out, closing it with a soft click behind me. Gnawing on my bottom lip as I walked up the steps to the floor above, I thought about how close Marcel was to me—how close in my heart he always was.

Holidays, bright and early (even despite time zone differences) we’d be the first to wish one another a happy holiday; happy birthday—new years. When we’d both be at an event, we’d seek the other one out.

Marcel hadn’t taught me the translation for liebe yet, but since he was always calling me it, I had decided to ask Fabian one night, when Marcel was off getting something to drink.

“Heh, I don’t think I should be the one to tell you, Principessa.”  ((ts: Princess))

“Oh, come on—please? If you don’t I’ll just look it up online. C’mon Fabian, please?”

“Alright, alright—love,” Fabian answered, his eyes going over my shoulder for a second, before his voice lowered,” Liebe means love.”

Love.

Did it mean Marcel loved me the same way I did him? Probably not.

But it still made me feel happy, like I mattered to at least someone. Coming to a stop at room 329, I took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the door.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Twenty-five seconds.

Nothing.

Swallowing the lump in my throat and fighting the urge to just go back downstairs to my own room, I tentatively knocked once again, two short, soft bumps on the door.

Five seconds.

Ten—

The door opened slowly, catching me by surprise as I looked up from the floor. There before me stood a hooded-eyed, bed-headed Marcel, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. When he realized who it was, he seemed to wake up a bit.

“Liebe? Is everything In Ordnung?”    ((ts: alright))

“Uh, yeah. No. It’s fine…. Uh… I just… you said to…” Everything I said was coming out jumbled, and I could see Marcel trying to make sense of it all,” Sorry I bothered you this late—I’ll just—sorry, go back to sleep—” I turned to walk away, but stopped short when I heard his voice call my name.

“Y/N.”

“I’m sorry, please, just—go back—”

“Hör auf, dich zu entschuldigen!” I heard Marcel snap, before his voice softened,” Komm schon, come.”   ((ts: Stop apologizing / come on))

With uncertain steps, I slowly walked back over to his open door, shivers running down my spine when I felt his hand gently rest on my back, ushering me in at my own pace.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Marcel asked as he closed the door behind us.

I shook my head, unsure if he could even see it in the darkness of the room,” Sorry, I just—”

“Liebe—stop saying sorry.”

Without needing to see him, I knew there was a frown on his face.

“Sor–…..”

In the darkness, I heard him give a small sigh, before suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around me and pull me close to him,” I told you, you can come to me at times like this. There’s no need to apologize for it.”

“It’s just… it’s so late—or… early—I didn’t want to wake you up…”

“Don’t worry about that, okay? Come, make yourself comfortable.”

I felt his hand gently take my own and lead me towards the bed.

“W—what about Fabian? Will he—”

“Don’t worry about him, liebe,” Marcel gave a soft chuckle,” He’s a deep sleeper.” His hand left mine, and I could hear him get back into his bed.

Do I?

Don’t I?

“You won’t have a chance to get any sleep standing there, come on.” I heard him pat the space beside him and I was beyond grateful for the darkness in the room- otherwise he would be able to see how red my face was right now. Slowly, I peeled back the covers on the empty side and slid underneath, careful to not touch Marcel in anyway- which he must have noticed.

“I don’t bite, liebe.”

“Why do you call me that?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I had to know—needed to know. Marcel grew quiet for a few moments and I feared he wouldn’t answer me, until I felt his hand gently creep over mine once more and slowly pull me towards him. Wordlessly, I felt him softly pull me as close to his body as possible, laying right beside him, my head on his bare chest.

“Because… Du bedeute mir die Welt…I love you…” I could hear the uncertainty and the hope in his statement, and I couldn’t help the smile the slowly grew on my face,” We’ll talk more tomorrow, liebe. For now… get some sleep.”   ((ts: You mean the world to me))

Slowly nodding my head, I let my body relax into his embrace and before I knew it my eyes got heavy—and as I drifted off to sleep, I felt him press a gentle kiss to my forehead.

No more sleepless nights, no more uncertainty.

I was loved.