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Thursday, January 27, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Gold D Eagle For Sale
Fanfiction: Time Lapse
Title: lapse
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kessel_ksl
Fandom: football, Bayern Munich
characters : Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: It is totally fluffy, with no drama
words: 1200
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: A Year in the life of Mark and Arjen.
AN: With the help of imaginative imaging vantra
July 2010
I'm on the field, the medal was awarded to us, keep clutching . We lost. Endgame the damn lost.
red-yellow confetti raining down on me. English phrases are called.
"Espana y nadie mas!"
over again. I want to hear it.
you come up to me, on your face is written the same grief. We hug, hold us. So different from the previous weeks. The euphoria of victory has subsided. "Let's go."
, you say softly and I nod.
Side by side we leave the field. I do not care if someone sees that I hold your hand.
August 2010
We are back in Munich. It's something like routine has returned. Training. Meeting. Games.
But you're hurt, can not play and nobody knows when you're healthy again. I often after training to you. So today.
You've been standing in the door when I get out of the car. On Having a crutch. Erwiderst my smile. Berna service is on the road with your children. Even though I really like, undisturbed hours are with you my dear. We talk
silent, then again for several minutes. Our hands on one another. My gaze falls, sometimes a bit too long on your face.
September 2010
You are annoyed that the press rumreitet constantly on your injury. The dispute between the club and the KNVB are tough enough.
else has helped it when we were jogging together in the English Garden. Now we are sitting on my Sofa's see movies.
middle of the night I wake up, we are asleep on the sofa. I get up, to cover up, stroke you on the cheek. You sleep soundly.
I throw a look into the children, before I go to bed put to Andra. She wakes up briefly, kiss me. Nevertheless, I have to think of you.
October 2010
You are at "Wetten dass." Of course I look at the show. The person who has put together your outfit should be punished. Even the Germany jersey a little later it is not really better. Nevertheless
You exude good humor, the jokes do with the Gottschalk.
After sending my phone rings, it's your turn. Excited, you speak into the phone had been changed constantly between Dutch and German. I laugh, agree with you, even if I only half understand.
You're cute when you're so on it. I would be happy with you would see your smile and free you from this horrible jersey.
November 2010
Since training is free to Tuesday, we rented this cottage spontaneously. Actually we wanted to ski, enjoy the holidays. Instead, we are snowed.
First we have erupted in panic, but the mountain rescue team picks us up tomorrow. Meanwhile, it is dark outside and I'm glad that we have enough firewood. The power failure.
We sit by the fire, each with a glass of wine and try the best of our situation to make. I think of movies that end in which such situations very clearly. As I read in your eyes the same thought, it makes my tingling down my spine.
December 2010
We went shopping together in the city, the last Christmas. Now we sit in a café in Gärtnerplatz. A tip of Basti.
stand before us two steaming cups of coffee, we talk and I notice how your eyes again and again to the gay couple at the next table walk. They go so naturally to each other, something that I envy. Hold hands, kiss, do not worry. In public. Unthinkable.
You sighed softly and it would seem as if you attaches to talk, but you will be interrupted by a waiter who recognized us and wants an autograph.
January 2011
We are in Qatar and you train again. Rejoice at your game is contagious. You seem like a different person. Hilarious, but still with the iron will be the best. Train harder and longer than any of us. I'll strip the evening often from the sidelines of society.
As always, we share a room with double bed in one night this time I happen to be awake when you do to me turn and wrap an arm around me. You lie so close behind me I feel your body heat, your breath on my neck. I enjoy the contact and bury my head deeper in the pillow.
February 2011
Is there a term kitsch day of the year? For weeks the whole city is full of red roses and baroque cherubs. Fortunately, this whole thing is over tomorrow. Andra and could have never really excited about this tradition. I am glad that I can spend this day no hassle.
call the evening, you believe in me, trying to persuade me to go eat with you. I resist it a little. The lucky couples shy away from me.
Ultimately, I agree with you, I can not resist you. What for?
"Then we have a date," you laugh into the phone.
March 2011
I'm sick. Terribly ill. Flu or something. For days I lay in bed, can hardly move and sleep most of the time. Restless fever dreams. I feel alternately hot and cold. I curse the person who infected me.
you came to visit me. Sitting beside me in bed stroking my face. Your hands move lower. I Dissolve under your touch. I seem to glow. Gasp hoarsely. Beg for more. You smiling sarcastically, sit astride me.
Bathed in sweat feverish and I shrink from sleep. What did I just dreamed? I try to drive the thought. Without success.
April 2011
The training today was exhausting. Van Gaal has really spared no one. I feel like I now only go to bed and slept the whole weekend. But somehow you manage to persuade me to ride with you in this pub. When we arrive
, is already there the rest of the team. Cheers congratulated me profusely. You've actually got a surprise party to keep secret. Suddenly I'm awake again.
We are celebrating, drunk. You dance with me. I feel how you react to me. Lay my hands on your hips and pull you to me. You gasp in surprise.
May 2011
The cheering is deafening. Will not stop at all. We are facing the South Stand, cheer for the fans. It is intoxicating. I'll miss it
. Very much. It was my last game. I even scored a goal, according to your template. You are standing next to me, we hold our hands. Tearing them again and again into the air.
Until you up from the series of triggers and embrace me. So tight that I have a bit of fear to suffocate. Your lips touch my neck. You say something and it feels like to kiss, as if you were me.
I have goose bumps.
June 2011
It is one of my last days in Munich and burning hot. We went to our lake. Outside of Munich in the middle of nowhere.
I lay dozing in the sun, when you come out of the lake. You bend up about me, water will drip from the nose. I blink, reciprocate your smile. It requires no words, as you kneel down beside me, you supported with one hand next to my head and kiss us.
pull you down to me. Your body is still quite cold from the water, but I have to assume that this will change quickly.
Title: lapse
Author:
kessel_ksl Fandom: football, Bayern Munich
characters : Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: It is totally fluffy, with no drama
words: 1200
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: A Year in the life of Mark and Arjen.
AN: With the help of imaginative imaging
vantra July 2010
I'm on the field, the medal was awarded to us, keep clutching . We lost. Endgame the damn lost.
red-yellow confetti raining down on me. English phrases are called.
"Espana y nadie mas!"
over again. I want to hear it.
you come up to me, on your face is written the same grief. We hug, hold us. So different from the previous weeks. The euphoria of victory has subsided. "Let's go."
, you say softly and I nod.
Side by side we leave the field. I do not care if someone sees that I hold your hand.
August 2010
We are back in Munich. It's something like routine has returned. Training. Meeting. Games.
But you're hurt, can not play and nobody knows when you're healthy again. I often after training to you. So today.
You've been standing in the door when I get out of the car. On Having a crutch. Erwiderst my smile. Berna service is on the road with your children. Even though I really like, undisturbed hours are with you my dear. We talk
silent, then again for several minutes. Our hands on one another. My gaze falls, sometimes a bit too long on your face.
September 2010
You are annoyed that the press rumreitet constantly on your injury. The dispute between the club and the KNVB are tough enough.
else has helped it when we were jogging together in the English Garden. Now we are sitting on my Sofa's see movies.
middle of the night I wake up, we are asleep on the sofa. I get up, to cover up, stroke you on the cheek. You sleep soundly.
I throw a look into the children, before I go to bed put to Andra. She wakes up briefly, kiss me. Nevertheless, I have to think of you.
October 2010
You are at "Wetten dass." Of course I look at the show. The person who has put together your outfit should be punished. Even the Germany jersey a little later it is not really better. Nevertheless
You exude good humor, the jokes do with the Gottschalk.
After sending my phone rings, it's your turn. Excited, you speak into the phone had been changed constantly between Dutch and German. I laugh, agree with you, even if I only half understand.
You're cute when you're so on it. I would be happy with you would see your smile and free you from this horrible jersey.
November 2010
Since training is free to Tuesday, we rented this cottage spontaneously. Actually we wanted to ski, enjoy the holidays. Instead, we are snowed.
First we have erupted in panic, but the mountain rescue team picks us up tomorrow. Meanwhile, it is dark outside and I'm glad that we have enough firewood. The power failure.
We sit by the fire, each with a glass of wine and try the best of our situation to make. I think of movies that end in which such situations very clearly. As I read in your eyes the same thought, it makes my tingling down my spine.
December 2010
We went shopping together in the city, the last Christmas. Now we sit in a café in Gärtnerplatz. A tip of Basti.
stand before us two steaming cups of coffee, we talk and I notice how your eyes again and again to the gay couple at the next table walk. They go so naturally to each other, something that I envy. Hold hands, kiss, do not worry. In public. Unthinkable.
You sighed softly and it would seem as if you attaches to talk, but you will be interrupted by a waiter who recognized us and wants an autograph.
January 2011
We are in Qatar and you train again. Rejoice at your game is contagious. You seem like a different person. Hilarious, but still with the iron will be the best. Train harder and longer than any of us. I'll strip the evening often from the sidelines of society.
As always, we share a room with double bed in one night this time I happen to be awake when you do to me turn and wrap an arm around me. You lie so close behind me I feel your body heat, your breath on my neck. I enjoy the contact and bury my head deeper in the pillow.
February 2011
Is there a term kitsch day of the year? For weeks the whole city is full of red roses and baroque cherubs. Fortunately, this whole thing is over tomorrow. Andra and could have never really excited about this tradition. I am glad that I can spend this day no hassle.
call the evening, you believe in me, trying to persuade me to go eat with you. I resist it a little. The lucky couples shy away from me.
Ultimately, I agree with you, I can not resist you. What for?
"Then we have a date," you laugh into the phone.
March 2011
I'm sick. Terribly ill. Flu or something. For days I lay in bed, can hardly move and sleep most of the time. Restless fever dreams. I feel alternately hot and cold. I curse the person who infected me.
you came to visit me. Sitting beside me in bed stroking my face. Your hands move lower. I Dissolve under your touch. I seem to glow. Gasp hoarsely. Beg for more. You smiling sarcastically, sit astride me.
Bathed in sweat feverish and I shrink from sleep. What did I just dreamed? I try to drive the thought. Without success.
April 2011
The training today was exhausting. Van Gaal has really spared no one. I feel like I now only go to bed and slept the whole weekend. But somehow you manage to persuade me to ride with you in this pub. When we arrive
, is already there the rest of the team. Cheers congratulated me profusely. You've actually got a surprise party to keep secret. Suddenly I'm awake again.
We are celebrating, drunk. You dance with me. I feel how you react to me. Lay my hands on your hips and pull you to me. You gasp in surprise.
May 2011
The cheering is deafening. Will not stop at all. We are facing the South Stand, cheer for the fans. It is intoxicating. I'll miss it
. Very much. It was my last game. I even scored a goal, according to your template. You are standing next to me, we hold our hands. Tearing them again and again into the air.
Until you up from the series of triggers and embrace me. So tight that I have a bit of fear to suffocate. Your lips touch my neck. You say something and it feels like to kiss, as if you were me.
I have goose bumps.
June 2011
It is one of my last days in Munich and burning hot. We went to our lake. Outside of Munich in the middle of nowhere.
I lay dozing in the sun, when you come out of the lake. You bend up about me, water will drip from the nose. I blink, reciprocate your smile. It requires no words, as you kneel down beside me, you supported with one hand next to my head and kiss us.
pull you down to me. Your body is still quite cold from the water, but I have to assume that this will change quickly.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Nightmares Night Sweats
scene Stuttgart fan fiction "Unter'm Mistletoe"
Title: Unter'm mistletoe
Author: kessel_ksl
Beta: Thank jolly_rotten ! * Still glitter * did the hair
Fandom: scene Stuttgart
characters: Thorsten Lannert / Sebastian Bootz
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: sugar!
words: 658
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: mulled wine and mistletoe thus bring their own problems.
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The Christmas party of the team of MK Stuttgart on mulled wine was finished at the Stuttgart Christmas Market, after previously not been to the other Stands, had alcoholic drinks in the offer could go by. Even if Thor had not mitgetrunken at each round, after all he had to go so, in any case be an excuse, as if there were throughout the Stuttgart area suddenly no more taxis, he felt the effects of alcohol quite clearly .
Just as he was bringing his cup back to the counter, held him back Nika's sleeve.
"What?" He asked, looking at her with raised eyebrows.
She indicated, however, only up and then to Sebastian, which seems come up with the idea was to mop his cup and had a step made in Tony's direction. Followed now Nikas finger and he looked at a mistletoe, from which he bet that he previously did not go there. Tony's eyes went nervously to Sebastian, whose lips an uncertain smile played.
"You know well what that means!" Heard Thorsten Nika still laugh behind him, before his final spell in Sebastian was drawn. The whole evening had succeeded Thorsten Sebastian not unduly to stare, but now, this one look to him his good to intentionally forget.
second she looked into his eyes in silence, until Sebastian's soft, almost breathy, come on! "Thorsten ripped out of its torpor. He leaned forward carefully examined with a hand grip, it was in Sebastian's crumpled jacket, the material, as their lips touched briefly. Sebastian's lips were cold, Thorsten remarked, tasted a bit of mulled wine. Or was it pure wishful thinking? Yes, probably. Just as he imagined that Sebastian moved his lips lightly against his, as he broke away from him.
"Right?" Thorsten turned back to Nika and cleared his throat, trying not to sound too full of vim.
"Was it so bad?", She grinned and Thorsten could have sworn that she glanced at Sebastian conspiratorial.
"I do not kiss just as often as men!" Apologized Thorsten smiling and raising his hands. "But I'm so sorry, I must leave you now!"
He was glad to escape the situation to drive home after the weekend and at least be delivered on non-permanent presence on Sebastian. The way to his car led him through a nearly deserted street when he heard rapid footsteps behind him, he stayed out of habit, and looked around. Sebastian came running toward him.
"Sebastian, what is it?" Said Thorsten his colleagues breathless.
"We ... I ... I must ask you something!" Sebastian brought out at last. Thorsten nodded and waited for a response from Sebastian. But the silent and apparently it was the situation slowly unpleasant. Thor wanted to say something, but when Sebastian took the floor.
"Did you have any problem to kiss me? Or why you are so quickly gone? "Sebastian looked away and was apparently at one time the snow on his toe pretty interesting.
And Thor was pretty amazed there. With such a question he had not really expected. But before he could make it further thought, he could answer without ruining their friendship, Sebastian had said something. So quiet in his scarf mumbled that Thor had hardly understood.
"... I have no problem. "
This Thorsten had expected even less! After all, it was just something like a half-confession of love. He felt his mouth be dry and the complete inability to grasp a coherent idea, since all condensed into a slogan. 'Now or never'
Thorsten moved to Sebastian, and began to kiss him. Only slowly, but as Sebastian a hand buried in his hair and kiss impatiently replied that he let out a silent sound of surprise. They broke away from each other and Thorsten left breathless one hand on Sebastian's lie cheek.
"but I also do not ..." she whispered, Thorsten Sebastian's smile and guaranteed him that this kiss many more would follow.
Title: Unter'm mistletoe
Author:
kessel_ksl Beta: Thank
jolly_rotten ! * Still glitter * did the hair Fandom: scene Stuttgart
characters: Thorsten Lannert / Sebastian Bootz
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: sugar!
words: 658
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: mulled wine and mistletoe thus bring their own problems.
#
The Christmas party of the team of MK Stuttgart on mulled wine was finished at the Stuttgart Christmas Market, after previously not been to the other Stands, had alcoholic drinks in the offer could go by. Even if Thor had not mitgetrunken at each round, after all he had to go so, in any case be an excuse, as if there were throughout the Stuttgart area suddenly no more taxis, he felt the effects of alcohol quite clearly .
Just as he was bringing his cup back to the counter, held him back Nika's sleeve.
"What?" He asked, looking at her with raised eyebrows.
She indicated, however, only up and then to Sebastian, which seems come up with the idea was to mop his cup and had a step made in Tony's direction. Followed now Nikas finger and he looked at a mistletoe, from which he bet that he previously did not go there. Tony's eyes went nervously to Sebastian, whose lips an uncertain smile played.
"You know well what that means!" Heard Thorsten Nika still laugh behind him, before his final spell in Sebastian was drawn. The whole evening had succeeded Thorsten Sebastian not unduly to stare, but now, this one look to him his good to intentionally forget.
second she looked into his eyes in silence, until Sebastian's soft, almost breathy, come on! "Thorsten ripped out of its torpor. He leaned forward carefully examined with a hand grip, it was in Sebastian's crumpled jacket, the material, as their lips touched briefly. Sebastian's lips were cold, Thorsten remarked, tasted a bit of mulled wine. Or was it pure wishful thinking? Yes, probably. Just as he imagined that Sebastian moved his lips lightly against his, as he broke away from him.
"Right?" Thorsten turned back to Nika and cleared his throat, trying not to sound too full of vim.
"Was it so bad?", She grinned and Thorsten could have sworn that she glanced at Sebastian conspiratorial.
"I do not kiss just as often as men!" Apologized Thorsten smiling and raising his hands. "But I'm so sorry, I must leave you now!"
He was glad to escape the situation to drive home after the weekend and at least be delivered on non-permanent presence on Sebastian. The way to his car led him through a nearly deserted street when he heard rapid footsteps behind him, he stayed out of habit, and looked around. Sebastian came running toward him.
"Sebastian, what is it?" Said Thorsten his colleagues breathless.
"We ... I ... I must ask you something!" Sebastian brought out at last. Thorsten nodded and waited for a response from Sebastian. But the silent and apparently it was the situation slowly unpleasant. Thor wanted to say something, but when Sebastian took the floor.
"Did you have any problem to kiss me? Or why you are so quickly gone? "Sebastian looked away and was apparently at one time the snow on his toe pretty interesting.
And Thor was pretty amazed there. With such a question he had not really expected. But before he could make it further thought, he could answer without ruining their friendship, Sebastian had said something. So quiet in his scarf mumbled that Thor had hardly understood.
"... I have no problem. "
This Thorsten had expected even less! After all, it was just something like a half-confession of love. He felt his mouth be dry and the complete inability to grasp a coherent idea, since all condensed into a slogan. 'Now or never'
Thorsten moved to Sebastian, and began to kiss him. Only slowly, but as Sebastian a hand buried in his hair and kiss impatiently replied that he let out a silent sound of surprise. They broke away from each other and Thorsten left breathless one hand on Sebastian's lie cheek.
"but I also do not ..." she whispered, Thorsten Sebastian's smile and guaranteed him that this kiss many more would follow.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Bonusuri Moneybookers 2010
Drawing: Mark van Bommel
Please excuse the crappy picture ... It really makes the drawing look odd ... * Needs a scanner *
I drew Mark van Bommel today and I'm really satisfied with the outcome. The reference-picture was one of the shots made for the GQ last year. Nice men in suits ... * Cough *
One hard thing to draw was his curly hair. I really love curls but, they're extremly hard to draw ... Sun exhausting. But I like everything about this drawing. His expression, the shadeing .. Took me about 3 hours in 2 days. With lots of different pencils. From 2H (for the shades on his shirt) to 7B (for the suit and parts of his hair) ..
Please excuse the crappy picture ... It really makes the drawing look odd ... * Needs a scanner *
I drew Mark van Bommel today and I'm really satisfied with the outcome. The reference-picture was one of the shots made for the GQ last year. Nice men in suits ... * Cough *
One hard thing to draw was his curly hair. I really love curls but, they're extremly hard to draw ... Sun exhausting. But I like everything about this drawing. His expression, the shadeing .. Took me about 3 hours in 2 days. With lots of different pencils. From 2H (for the shades on his shirt) to 7B (for the suit and parts of his hair) ..
Deborah Jones And Gail Davis
Tatort Berlin fan fiction: "Is it"
Title: "go"
Author: kessel_ksl
Beta: felinarian that manages to correct in record time.
Fandom: Tatort Berlin
characters: Felix Stark / Tim Knight
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: powder and powdered sugar
words: 270
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: Till goes with Felix and Sebastian sledding ...
#
Till do not remember exactly what made him decide to go ride together with Felix and Sebastian slide. The temperature there can not be definitely was. Now it freezes itself literally been an hour sounded from the rear, while Felix does not get tired, over and over again together with Sebastian tobogganing down the slope.
It also dawns already. And against a mulled wine he had now no objections. Not even an equally lonely mother of one of the other children got lost here. That has to a truly be kept secret ', this hill. Miss Courageous he stamped the snow set around them, so it does not freeze at least the toes. God Almighty! can, the two are not even tired or no longer want and deliver him?
Stone cold snow hits him in the neck and makes it whirl. Probably one of the children! brats! But he only sees Felix. Smiling, as the personification of innocence.
"Well, wait, you poison dwarf!" He shouts after him when he runs away from him, kicking up snow. Till is after him, reaching into the snow, forming a ball on the run from it.
kieksenden Felix is a sound, as Till it gets to put on his jacket and pulls in the snow. They roll over each other to stay breathless lie. Till about Felix. Hot breath and the second that they look too long in the eyes cause to leave till fall to the hand with the snowball. Instead, he presses the completely baffled Felix a kiss on half and half next to the lips.
be effusive, too short to really mean seriously. But in the gloom, he sees Felix smile.
"go."
Title: "go"
Author:
kessel_ksl Beta:
felinarian that manages to correct in record time. Fandom: Tatort Berlin
characters: Felix Stark / Tim Knight
Category: PG-13 slash
Warning: powder and powdered sugar
words: 270
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: Till goes with Felix and Sebastian sledding ...
#
Till do not remember exactly what made him decide to go ride together with Felix and Sebastian slide. The temperature there can not be definitely was. Now it freezes itself literally been an hour sounded from the rear, while Felix does not get tired, over and over again together with Sebastian tobogganing down the slope.
It also dawns already. And against a mulled wine he had now no objections. Not even an equally lonely mother of one of the other children got lost here. That has to a truly be kept secret ', this hill. Miss Courageous he stamped the snow set around them, so it does not freeze at least the toes. God Almighty! can, the two are not even tired or no longer want and deliver him?
Stone cold snow hits him in the neck and makes it whirl. Probably one of the children! brats! But he only sees Felix. Smiling, as the personification of innocence.
"Well, wait, you poison dwarf!" He shouts after him when he runs away from him, kicking up snow. Till is after him, reaching into the snow, forming a ball on the run from it.
kieksenden Felix is a sound, as Till it gets to put on his jacket and pulls in the snow. They roll over each other to stay breathless lie. Till about Felix. Hot breath and the second that they look too long in the eyes cause to leave till fall to the hand with the snowball. Instead, he presses the completely baffled Felix a kiss on half and half next to the lips.
be effusive, too short to really mean seriously. But in the gloom, he sees Felix smile.
"go."
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Military Dune Buggies For Sale
Drawing: Arjen Robben
It's Arjen Robben while the press conference in Qatar. I found the picture on tumblr and decided to draw him.
Took me about 2 hours (or more less... With little or longer breaks in between) and I'm almost satisfied. It's my first drawing for about 5 months and I'm happy, that I have saved some skills. I really like the shadeing, his left eye and his ear. But not so much his nose (I dunno why I failed...) and his mouth (okay, I ALWAYS fail at teeth, so...) And yeah... He has LOTS of hair :D I was kinda 'WHUT?' - Maybe he has no time to shave in Qatar XD But I like drawing hair and beards, so I don't mind.
Hope you like it :)
It's Arjen Robben while the press conference in Qatar. I found the picture on tumblr and decided to draw him.
Took me about 2 hours (or more less... With little or longer breaks in between) and I'm almost satisfied. It's my first drawing for about 5 months and I'm happy, that I have saved some skills. I really like the shadeing, his left eye and his ear. But not so much his nose (I dunno why I failed...) and his mouth (okay, I ALWAYS fail at teeth, so...) And yeah... He has LOTS of hair :D I was kinda 'WHUT?' - Maybe he has no time to shave in Qatar XD But I like drawing hair and beards, so I don't mind.
Hope you like it :)
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Cheap Bmx Bikes Under £100
scene Hamburg fan fiction "Unlike planned,"
Titel: Anders als geplant
Autor: kessel_ksl
Beta: The wonderful , lightning-fast nessaniel
Fandom: scene Hamburg
characters: Cenk Batu / Uwe Kohnau
Category: PG-13 (pre- slash, if you look really hard)
Warning: It is sugary, even if it is Hamburg.
words: 303
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: Cenk tries to ignore Christmas, but Uwe has other plans.
AN: The first of several Christmas-FFs. The title belongs to the same Rosenstolz song that I highly recommend.
#
Cenk is on the sofa in his apartment zaps, listlessly through the television channels. Nothing as trivial Weihnachtsfröhlichkeit that annoy him slowly. His stomach growls. He gets up tired to eat something, even if he only appears as an annoying necessity. His apartment is illuminated only by the pale light of the TV and the empty aquarium. He has bought no new fish, but the pump is running anyway. The noise reassured him in some strange way. In the hall is still his bag with clothes from his last deployment. He has not yet been unpacked. It would only remind him of the bitter defeat he had to answer for. Somehow his cover was exposed and the access of the SEC was to say the least, embarrassing been. Even he could imagine anything better for Christmas.
With a look in the fridge, he notes that there are still no food. Who would want to buy even as he had not been here? Then he must have bread and fried eggs to make do and hope that he does not get food poisoning.
rings Suddenly it to Cenk door. Probably the old man out of the ground floor, which wants him as so often pointed out that he should empty his overflowing mail box. After all, it is impolite Sun
But when he opens the door, stands a red-cheeked Uwe before, wrapped in scarf and cap, and loaded with one of these mini decorated fir trees and a suspiciously full shopping bag. Uwe greets him with a laugh, probably speaks volumes Cenk expression. After all, he has not really expected that Uwe would be spending Christmas with him, instead of this woman, from whom he has told.
"What is it?" The harsh tone of voice but he can not resist it, even though it somehow glad that Uwe is there.
"Christmas, you ass."
Titel: Anders als geplant
Autor:
kessel_ksl Beta: The wonderful , lightning-fast
nessaniel Fandom: scene Hamburg
characters: Cenk Batu / Uwe Kohnau
Category: PG-13 (pre- slash, if you look really hard)
Warning: It is sugary, even if it is Hamburg.
words: 303
Disclaimer: I own still nothing. Except for a little feedback.
Content: Cenk tries to ignore Christmas, but Uwe has other plans.
AN: The first of several Christmas-FFs. The title belongs to the same Rosenstolz song that I highly recommend.
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Cenk is on the sofa in his apartment zaps, listlessly through the television channels. Nothing as trivial Weihnachtsfröhlichkeit that annoy him slowly. His stomach growls. He gets up tired to eat something, even if he only appears as an annoying necessity. His apartment is illuminated only by the pale light of the TV and the empty aquarium. He has bought no new fish, but the pump is running anyway. The noise reassured him in some strange way. In the hall is still his bag with clothes from his last deployment. He has not yet been unpacked. It would only remind him of the bitter defeat he had to answer for. Somehow his cover was exposed and the access of the SEC was to say the least, embarrassing been. Even he could imagine anything better for Christmas.
With a look in the fridge, he notes that there are still no food. Who would want to buy even as he had not been here? Then he must have bread and fried eggs to make do and hope that he does not get food poisoning.
rings Suddenly it to Cenk door. Probably the old man out of the ground floor, which wants him as so often pointed out that he should empty his overflowing mail box. After all, it is impolite Sun
But when he opens the door, stands a red-cheeked Uwe before, wrapped in scarf and cap, and loaded with one of these mini decorated fir trees and a suspiciously full shopping bag. Uwe greets him with a laugh, probably speaks volumes Cenk expression. After all, he has not really expected that Uwe would be spending Christmas with him, instead of this woman, from whom he has told.
"What is it?" The harsh tone of voice but he can not resist it, even though it somehow glad that Uwe is there.
"Christmas, you ass."
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Film In Streaming Di Mario Salieri
Search Beta offer, Fanfiction
The title says so quite a lot.
As I write pretty productive right now, I need whom, of all times against reading fix.
I have on sale:
1x 1x crime scene Hamburg
Stuttgart
1x 1x Tatort Berlin
Football: Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben
may come soon yet Munich and Munich, Saarbrücken and what crossover to the beloved football. But that still needs to mature a bit. And I have a crazy idea to crack crime scene meets 'sweetheart' have, but I do not think of any candidate partout. So if anyone has ideas for 3 blind dates, an emcee and volunteer has a Date, then bring it on.
\u0026lt;3
The title says so quite a lot.
As I write pretty productive right now, I need whom, of all times against reading fix.
I have on sale:
Stuttgart
1x 1x Tatort Berlin
Football: Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben
may come soon yet Munich and Munich, Saarbrücken and what crossover to the beloved football. But that still needs to mature a bit. And I have a crazy idea to crack crime scene meets 'sweetheart' have, but I do not think of any candidate partout. So if anyone has ideas for 3 blind dates, an emcee and volunteer has a Date, then bring it on.
\u0026lt;3
Friday, December 31, 2010
Crissy From Nadine Jansen
Christmas 2010
Have long
posted anything. So here the same clenched roar. My Christmas cards. Whoever finds his looks, that through the direct flash (did not stated) was lost much of the colors.
Then came some questions, such as those made .... I've got it right I just did this year. The backgrounds are sprayed with Glimmer Mist colors. The deer are easy transfer of gold foils. The are so ready to support the film, one she hangs up and rub your finger over it so long until it adheres to the surface. Funny is that I really got a finger with which it went really well. With any other I could not get the power aufbringen, die Tiere aufzurubbeln. Was am Ende dazu führte, dass ich 2 Tage lang das Gefühl hatte, als hätte ich eine riesige Blase am Zeigefinger ;) Was ich nicht alles für euch tue! *grins*
Have long
posted anything. So here the same clenched roar. My Christmas cards. Whoever finds his looks, that through the direct flash (did not stated) was lost much of the colors.
Then came some questions, such as those made .... I've got it right I just did this year. The backgrounds are sprayed with Glimmer Mist colors. The deer are easy transfer of gold foils. The are so ready to support the film, one she hangs up and rub your finger over it so long until it adheres to the surface. Funny is that I really got a finger with which it went really well. With any other I could not get the power aufbringen, die Tiere aufzurubbeln. Was am Ende dazu führte, dass ich 2 Tage lang das Gefühl hatte, als hätte ich eine riesige Blase am Zeigefinger ;) Was ich nicht alles für euch tue! *grins*
Friday, December 24, 2010
How To Get To The Bottomless Pit In Kh
Merry Christmas!
In the absence of beseren image ...
I wish you all a wonderful holiday season, do not eat too much and be kind to your family ;)
In the absence of beseren image ...
I wish you all a wonderful holiday season, do not eat too much and be kind to your family ;)
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
What Is The Best Natural Prostate Remedy
Meme
stolen from stolen failte_aoife , who stole it from isiscaughey
I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. (Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal. In return, ask me anything you'd like to know about me and I'll give you an answer.)
stolen from stolen
failte_aoife , who stole it from isiscaughey I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. (Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal. In return, ask me anything you'd like to know about me and I'll give you an answer.)
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Wiring Diagram For Alpine Cde 9852
Which year would you consider the best of your life so far?
Von
This year so far. I finished school, found a good university, where i can fullfill my dreams, a nice job at a guitar manufacturer. Attended a lot of concerts and festivals. Met a lot of new people. Everything.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
What Do Pregnancy Cramps Feel Like
football fan fiction writer's block: "Everytime we touch"
Title: Everytime we touch
Rating: PG-13 , maximum PG-15, slash
Pairing: Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben and The Dutch OTP
Language: German
don ; words: 5x 100 = 500
Warning: fluff and a little h / c, slash, changing PoV
Disclaimer: Just my humble thoughts on the following pictures. I do not know either Mark van Bommel Arjen Robben still personally. And character assassination I would also not commit. And money certainly will not.
Summary: 5 images, 5 moments between Mark and Arjen.
AN: The first time RPS long, I hope it's not too terrible. And probably also the first FF to this pairing. Clicking on the title you can access the images. And if you want to listen to the song, take the original version (There follows a second part soon ... There are too many pictures ...)
consolation
.
The game is over. Over. And we have lost.
I can still Scared. Sitting on the lawn. Just feel my blood rushing through the empty body. Did not stand up to power. Mark
occurs suddenly before me. If I want to. Nah. I can feel its warmth. I would definitely like to at this moment. Mark leans over me, his head leaning against my forehead. Remains for some moments silent.
intensified the gesture in which he wraps his head with my hands. This is Mark's kind donation to comfort me. And then I feel my heart again.
Take me higher
Arjen is he jumped in his jubilation on the back. Celebrates his goal. Roars his delight out loud. Mark has to laugh, can be carried away by Arjen. Grasp it with both arms to the rear. Keeps him firmly on his back.
Feel Arjen's firm grip on his shoulder. The vibration of his chest in his own back. Mark has his hands on Arjen's ass slip. Do not wait long for a response.
Arjen bends over him, leans closer to him. Strong arms wrap around neck cord. It is only a brief contact in his ear. Arjen's lips. Hot breath. Whispered words.
dream couple
The pride of them written on their faces. The DFB Cup after all, is not easy to win. And she, two Dutch, have contributed to the fact that their team won the Cup of the German Football Association.
Together they keep the heavy trophy, the smile comes from the soul, will now distribute evening not so easy. His free arm around each of them have set another. Show that it is not only the power of success, but also the friendship. Far from the place. Far from captain and players.
Mark and Arjen. The Dutch dream pair. Not only on the football field.
Score
Mark comes running to him, more slides on the rain-soaked turf. The arms in victory pose, from his throat penetrates a mighty cry. He made the decisive goal. They played free. brought to victory.
Marks goal celebration is intense, intoxicating. Arjen not know better, you could interpret it as a cry of rage. But he knows Mark. Better than anyone else in the team. He knows the situations in which Mark just screams. If
Arjen lays it flat. Mark on the outside, if it is taken. may give up completely. But he thought it would be better to pick up after the game. To implement them.
rapture
I my arms close to Arjen, reciprocate his detached laugh. Endorphins rushing through my body.
I'd prefer it did not let go. Just enjoy the happiness of this moment. The sun on my skin, Arjen's touch. His strong body of mine. The cheerful voice in my ear. Which ensures that to establish the fine hairs on my neck.
patter All these sensations to me, I did not make it easier to Arjen back on the body impose a kiss, just to perfect the moment. In order to show him at last that my gestures are not only based on friendship.
Title: Everytime we touch
Rating: PG-13 , maximum PG-15, slash
Pairing: Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben and The Dutch OTP
Language: German
don ; words: 5x 100 = 500
Warning: fluff and a little h / c, slash, changing PoV
Disclaimer: Just my humble thoughts on the following pictures. I do not know either Mark van Bommel Arjen Robben still personally. And character assassination I would also not commit. And money certainly will not.
Summary: 5 images, 5 moments between Mark and Arjen.
AN: The first time RPS long, I hope it's not too terrible. And probably also the first FF to this pairing. Clicking on the title you can access the images. And if you want to listen to the song, take the original version (There follows a second part soon ... There are too many pictures ...)
consolation
.
The game is over. Over. And we have lost.
I can still Scared. Sitting on the lawn. Just feel my blood rushing through the empty body. Did not stand up to power. Mark
occurs suddenly before me. If I want to. Nah. I can feel its warmth. I would definitely like to at this moment. Mark leans over me, his head leaning against my forehead. Remains for some moments silent.
intensified the gesture in which he wraps his head with my hands. This is Mark's kind donation to comfort me. And then I feel my heart again.
Take me higher
Arjen is he jumped in his jubilation on the back. Celebrates his goal. Roars his delight out loud. Mark has to laugh, can be carried away by Arjen. Grasp it with both arms to the rear. Keeps him firmly on his back.
Feel Arjen's firm grip on his shoulder. The vibration of his chest in his own back. Mark has his hands on Arjen's ass slip. Do not wait long for a response.
Arjen bends over him, leans closer to him. Strong arms wrap around neck cord. It is only a brief contact in his ear. Arjen's lips. Hot breath. Whispered words.
dream couple
The pride of them written on their faces. The DFB Cup after all, is not easy to win. And she, two Dutch, have contributed to the fact that their team won the Cup of the German Football Association.
Together they keep the heavy trophy, the smile comes from the soul, will now distribute evening not so easy. His free arm around each of them have set another. Show that it is not only the power of success, but also the friendship. Far from the place. Far from captain and players.
Mark and Arjen. The Dutch dream pair. Not only on the football field.
Score
Mark comes running to him, more slides on the rain-soaked turf. The arms in victory pose, from his throat penetrates a mighty cry. He made the decisive goal. They played free. brought to victory.
Marks goal celebration is intense, intoxicating. Arjen not know better, you could interpret it as a cry of rage. But he knows Mark. Better than anyone else in the team. He knows the situations in which Mark just screams. If
Arjen lays it flat. Mark on the outside, if it is taken. may give up completely. But he thought it would be better to pick up after the game. To implement them.
rapture
I my arms close to Arjen, reciprocate his detached laugh. Endorphins rushing through my body.
I'd prefer it did not let go. Just enjoy the happiness of this moment. The sun on my skin, Arjen's touch. His strong body of mine. The cheerful voice in my ear. Which ensures that to establish the fine hairs on my neck.
patter All these sensations to me, I did not make it easier to Arjen back on the body impose a kiss, just to perfect the moment. In order to show him at last that my gestures are not only based on friendship.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
How Long Takes Sore Snowboarding First Time -heel
It's meme time!
I just stole it from nessaniel and felinarian ...
1) The ones I choose:
1. Franz Leitmayr
2. Thorsten Lannert
3. Cenk Batu
4. Carlo Menzinger
5. KF Boerne
6. Sebastian Bootz
7. Til Ritter
8. Viktor de Man
9. Felix Stark
10. Ivo Batic
11. Uwe Kohnau
12. Franz Kappl
2.) The Questions:
01.) Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fanfic before?
A Bootz/ Kohnau fanfic? I have to deny. And I think I won’t read it anyway, since both have their partners…
02.) Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Carlo. Yeah, he’s hot! Even when he wears the most ugliest clothes in older episodes. And bonus, he’s cute and adorable <3
03.) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Kappl getting de Man pregnant? This will never happen!
04.) Do you recall any fics about Nine?
About Felix Stark? Yes, I do. For example felinarian and nessaniel wrote some.
05.) Would Two and Six make a good couple?
Yep! Lannert and Bootz are SO canon!
06.) Five/Nine or Five/Ten?
Boerne/ Stark or Boerne/ Batic. Neither. Sorry, this just won’t fit. But if I had to choose… Maybe Boerne/ Stark. But I dunno why.
07.) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
Till Ritter walking in on Lannert/ Kappl having sex. This will hopefully never happen!
08.) Make up a summary of a Three/Ten Fanfic.
Cenk Batu/ Ivo Batic. Uhm, it will contain a lot of swearing in foreign languages and some fights due to the fact they are Turkish and Croatian.
09.) Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff?
Franz Leitmayr/ Victor de Man. I read about them, because anionoracle wrote a ficlet about them. But it was no real fluff. Anf Fics containing de Man can never be fluff.
10.) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic.
Ritter/ Kappl. Despite the fact that Ritter belongs to Stark… Maybe… Something like ‘Stronger’ or ‘Save me’… I dunno… This pairing is too unreal.
11.) If you had to walk home through a bad neighbourhood late at night, would you feel safer in the company of 7 or 8?
Ritter or de Man. Hard decision. They both won’t be safe near me… But I would choose Victor… For obvious reasons.
12.) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
No. Cenk and Uwe are OTP.
13.) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
I drew him myself, lots wrote about him.
14.) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?
Lannert/ Menzinger/ Boerne. I hope not.
15.) What might Seven scream at a moment of great passion? :3
Ritter… Maybe he would mix up some names? Or just growl like an animal… Like all fangirls are dreaming of…
16.) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?
Victor de Man… Uhm, something melancholic. Like... *peeks at itunes* 'keine lieder über liebe' by Hansen Band
17.) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?
Leitmayr/ Bootz/Kappl. It definitely would be ‘dialect overkill’ since we all know Basti can speak swabian.
18.) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?
Batic on Lannert. I just WON’T think about it. NOOOO!
19.) When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
About Boerne - Must have been ‘Ideale Türen öffnen sich nach innen’ by cara_melodi.
20.) What is Six's super-secret kink?
Bootz’ secret kink? Let me guess… His boots from one of his theatre plays? Would be funny!
21.) Would Eleven get in bed with Nine? Drunk or sober?
Uwe and Felix? I think, they won’t get in bed anyway. But if, sober, because they both don’t drink. But if it’s crack, they will be drunken beyond all borders.
22.) What would 5 most likely be arrested for?
Boerne would be arrested for ‘Ruhestörung’ by Thiel. Because Boerne listens to classic all the time and Thiel is his neighbor… You see the connection?
23.) "One (Leitmayr) and Nine (Stark) are in a happy relationship until Nine (Stark) suddenly runs off with Four (Menzinger). One (Leitmayr), broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Eleven (Kohnau) and a brief unhappy affair with Twelve (Kappl), then follows the wise advice of Five (Boerne) and finds true love with Three (Batu)." What title would you give this fic?
Despite this would be pure mindfuck… And Franz is just broken- hearted because Carlo is the one Felix runs away with… I would name it… ‘Love connection’ And WHY do I have ideas for Franz/ Franz?
24.) Name three of your friends who might read it.
I hope none!
25.) Name one person who should write it.
See 24.)
26.) How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?
Ritter/ de Man. I would feel disgusted. This won’t work together.
27.) Who would make a better college professor: 6 or 11?
Bootz or Kohnau. Uhm. Kohnau. He’s Cenk’s boss so teaching is his most easiest task.
28.) Do you think 2 is hot? How hot?
Thorsten Lannert. Yeah, he’s hot. But somehow in an unusual way. Not classical hot, like Bootz.
29.) Does anyone on your friends list read 7 slash?
Till Ritter. Yes… I think all of them read slash with him, when they read one of the Berlin fics.
30.) 12 sends 8 on a mission. What is it and does it succeed?
Kappl sends de Man on a mission? I guess not! :D It might be bringing good cases to Saarbrücken. An Victor will succeed! He always does!
and please excuse my english.. I haven't spoken since Abitur.
I just stole it from
nessaniel and felinarian ... 1) The ones I choose:
1. Franz Leitmayr
2. Thorsten Lannert
3. Cenk Batu
4. Carlo Menzinger
5. KF Boerne
6. Sebastian Bootz
7. Til Ritter
8. Viktor de Man
9. Felix Stark
10. Ivo Batic
11. Uwe Kohnau
12. Franz Kappl
2.) The Questions:
01.) Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fanfic before?
A Bootz/ Kohnau fanfic? I have to deny. And I think I won’t read it anyway, since both have their partners…
02.) Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Carlo. Yeah, he’s hot! Even when he wears the most ugliest clothes in older episodes. And bonus, he’s cute and adorable <3
03.) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Kappl getting de Man pregnant? This will never happen!
04.) Do you recall any fics about Nine?
About Felix Stark? Yes, I do. For example felinarian and nessaniel wrote some.
05.) Would Two and Six make a good couple?
Yep! Lannert and Bootz are SO canon!
06.) Five/Nine or Five/Ten?
Boerne/ Stark or Boerne/ Batic. Neither. Sorry, this just won’t fit. But if I had to choose… Maybe Boerne/ Stark. But I dunno why.
07.) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
Till Ritter walking in on Lannert/ Kappl having sex. This will hopefully never happen!
08.) Make up a summary of a Three/Ten Fanfic.
Cenk Batu/ Ivo Batic. Uhm, it will contain a lot of swearing in foreign languages and some fights due to the fact they are Turkish and Croatian.
09.) Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff?
Franz Leitmayr/ Victor de Man. I read about them, because anionoracle wrote a ficlet about them. But it was no real fluff. Anf Fics containing de Man can never be fluff.
10.) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic.
Ritter/ Kappl. Despite the fact that Ritter belongs to Stark… Maybe… Something like ‘Stronger’ or ‘Save me’… I dunno… This pairing is too unreal.
11.) If you had to walk home through a bad neighbourhood late at night, would you feel safer in the company of 7 or 8?
Ritter or de Man. Hard decision. They both won’t be safe near me… But I would choose Victor… For obvious reasons.
12.) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
No. Cenk and Uwe are OTP.
13.) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
I drew him myself, lots wrote about him.
14.) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?
Lannert/ Menzinger/ Boerne. I hope not.
15.) What might Seven scream at a moment of great passion? :3
Ritter… Maybe he would mix up some names? Or just growl like an animal… Like all fangirls are dreaming of…
16.) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?
Victor de Man… Uhm, something melancholic. Like... *peeks at itunes* 'keine lieder über liebe' by Hansen Band
17.) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?
Leitmayr/ Bootz/Kappl. It definitely would be ‘dialect overkill’ since we all know Basti can speak swabian.
18.) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?
Batic on Lannert. I just WON’T think about it. NOOOO!
19.) When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
About Boerne - Must have been ‘Ideale Türen öffnen sich nach innen’ by cara_melodi.
20.) What is Six's super-secret kink?
Bootz’ secret kink? Let me guess… His boots from one of his theatre plays? Would be funny!
21.) Would Eleven get in bed with Nine? Drunk or sober?
Uwe and Felix? I think, they won’t get in bed anyway. But if, sober, because they both don’t drink. But if it’s crack, they will be drunken beyond all borders.
22.) What would 5 most likely be arrested for?
Boerne would be arrested for ‘Ruhestörung’ by Thiel. Because Boerne listens to classic all the time and Thiel is his neighbor… You see the connection?
23.) "One (Leitmayr) and Nine (Stark) are in a happy relationship until Nine (Stark) suddenly runs off with Four (Menzinger). One (Leitmayr), broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Eleven (Kohnau) and a brief unhappy affair with Twelve (Kappl), then follows the wise advice of Five (Boerne) and finds true love with Three (Batu)." What title would you give this fic?
Despite this would be pure mindfuck… And Franz is just broken- hearted because Carlo is the one Felix runs away with… I would name it… ‘Love connection’ And WHY do I have ideas for Franz/ Franz?
24.) Name three of your friends who might read it.
I hope none!
25.) Name one person who should write it.
See 24.)
26.) How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?
Ritter/ de Man. I would feel disgusted. This won’t work together.
27.) Who would make a better college professor: 6 or 11?
Bootz or Kohnau. Uhm. Kohnau. He’s Cenk’s boss so teaching is his most easiest task.
28.) Do you think 2 is hot? How hot?
Thorsten Lannert. Yeah, he’s hot. But somehow in an unusual way. Not classical hot, like Bootz.
29.) Does anyone on your friends list read 7 slash?
Till Ritter. Yes… I think all of them read slash with him, when they read one of the Berlin fics.
30.) 12 sends 8 on a mission. What is it and does it succeed?
Kappl sends de Man on a mission? I guess not! :D It might be bringing good cases to Saarbrücken. An Victor will succeed! He always does!
and please excuse my english.. I haven't spoken since Abitur.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Kiwi Parade Gloss Colours
Tannöd - Film Review
Today was the big day. I was saying in Tannöd, and I have to, it was worth it!
So, let's start with the movie itself.
It is directly pushed into the plot and the Danner family and the new maid, Mary, who are later found dead on the Murder Farm-yard, are introduced. Right at the beginning where there is gloomy, almost hostile atmosphere and blessed as a viewer you noticed right away that at the Danner family something can not vote.
starts the same time, the second time level, 2 years after the murder on the Murder Farm-yard, Katherine, the daughter of a maid from the village to return to after the Death of her mother to attend the funeral. With their emergence, the murder of the then current and the resulting rumors boil again.
The suspicion is around gelengt on the inhabitants of the village and the atmosphere thickens watching. Mainly by Trudel warriors, the sister of the murdered maid, who burst into the celebration of Kathleen's death and mother expresses suspicions.
by little, mostly by well-used flashbacks, the audience learns of the events on the Danner farm. The father, a cantankerous Patriarch raped his own daughter and has (presumably) two or three children fathered with her, is in debt and is generally very unpopular bei den Dorfbewohnern. Jeder könnte ein Motiv gehabt haben.
Kathrin wird immer tiefer in den Strudel aus Verdächtigungen und aufkochenden Gefühlen gezogen, da sie auch auf eigene Hand Nachforschungen anstellt. Sie beginnt außerdem eine Affäre mit Johann Hauer, dem Sohn der Familie, in der ihre Mutter gearbeitet hat. Zudem kommt heraus, dass sie selbst aus einer 'Affäre' ihrer Mutter mit dem Danner stammt.
Durch eine weitere Rückblende erfährt man letztendlich wer der Mörder ist, zu dem durch die sich teilweise schon überschlagenden Ereignisse und 'Indizien'.
Wer nun der Mörder ist, lasse ich an dieser Stelle offen, wenn es jemand wissen möchte, dann bitte personal message.
To Filip:
So now tell the Fangirl, Part
Well, I better that he did not look quite as good as ever, what could hatben but concerned that his clothes were just totally ugly. Good, but otherwise, good acting performance, also had with as little text as he did. Therefore, it is also hard to believe that he has a Belgian accent, and not even begin to speak Bavarian. Positive well its a howling scene noticed. Yes, the man sitting by the fire and begins to howl like a dog lock. I had to briefly on the lips bite not to squeal too loud. And it was just nice to see him on the big screen.
picture and sound guidance to:
me for precisely that is always a big factor when I see a movie. And here I was again fully convinced.
flashbacks and-now scenes are wonderful visual means, such as differences in color temperature and separated from each other Intenistät so that you keep in sudden cuts on top and it compresses the atmosphere, especially during the flashbacks immensely. Gives them almost a bit surreal, and eerie bedrohnliches.
are very often used in artistic images, for example, often are the pine tree tops or a kind of 'frog eye' showed up at the pine trees. To which is often played with the picture of focus, but never so much that I've seen as disruptive or overly gimmicky, but very beneficial to establish mood and tension.
The soundtrack in this film was purely orchestral music, which was deemed very discreetly in the background, but has nevertheless always accompanied the subliminal scenes. I msste watch the movie again, and probably pay more attention to issues, etc., because this time I too intoxicated by the powerful imagery and the story was, but the music has done well and supports the spooky mood.
That was it then from my side. An up to the last exciting, gripping film that shines with exellent actor and transported this true story incredibly well. Nevertheless, he is probably not for the very faint-hearted among us, as it already carries a high underlying creepiness. Filip and has a 'I carry only a Unterhemd' scene.
Today was the big day. I was saying in Tannöd, and I have to, it was worth it!
So, let's start with the movie itself.
It is directly pushed into the plot and the Danner family and the new maid, Mary, who are later found dead on the Murder Farm-yard, are introduced. Right at the beginning where there is gloomy, almost hostile atmosphere and blessed as a viewer you noticed right away that at the Danner family something can not vote.
starts the same time, the second time level, 2 years after the murder on the Murder Farm-yard, Katherine, the daughter of a maid from the village to return to after the Death of her mother to attend the funeral. With their emergence, the murder of the then current and the resulting rumors boil again.
The suspicion is around gelengt on the inhabitants of the village and the atmosphere thickens watching. Mainly by Trudel warriors, the sister of the murdered maid, who burst into the celebration of Kathleen's death and mother expresses suspicions.
by little, mostly by well-used flashbacks, the audience learns of the events on the Danner farm. The father, a cantankerous Patriarch raped his own daughter and has (presumably) two or three children fathered with her, is in debt and is generally very unpopular bei den Dorfbewohnern. Jeder könnte ein Motiv gehabt haben.
Kathrin wird immer tiefer in den Strudel aus Verdächtigungen und aufkochenden Gefühlen gezogen, da sie auch auf eigene Hand Nachforschungen anstellt. Sie beginnt außerdem eine Affäre mit Johann Hauer, dem Sohn der Familie, in der ihre Mutter gearbeitet hat. Zudem kommt heraus, dass sie selbst aus einer 'Affäre' ihrer Mutter mit dem Danner stammt.
Durch eine weitere Rückblende erfährt man letztendlich wer der Mörder ist, zu dem durch die sich teilweise schon überschlagenden Ereignisse und 'Indizien'.
Wer nun der Mörder ist, lasse ich an dieser Stelle offen, wenn es jemand wissen möchte, dann bitte personal message.
To Filip:
So now tell the Fangirl, Part
Well, I better that he did not look quite as good as ever, what could hatben but concerned that his clothes were just totally ugly. Good, but otherwise, good acting performance, also had with as little text as he did. Therefore, it is also hard to believe that he has a Belgian accent, and not even begin to speak Bavarian. Positive well its a howling scene noticed. Yes, the man sitting by the fire and begins to howl like a dog lock. I had to briefly on the lips bite not to squeal too loud. And it was just nice to see him on the big screen.
picture and sound guidance to:
me for precisely that is always a big factor when I see a movie. And here I was again fully convinced.
flashbacks and-now scenes are wonderful visual means, such as differences in color temperature and separated from each other Intenistät so that you keep in sudden cuts on top and it compresses the atmosphere, especially during the flashbacks immensely. Gives them almost a bit surreal, and eerie bedrohnliches.
are very often used in artistic images, for example, often are the pine tree tops or a kind of 'frog eye' showed up at the pine trees. To which is often played with the picture of focus, but never so much that I've seen as disruptive or overly gimmicky, but very beneficial to establish mood and tension.
The soundtrack in this film was purely orchestral music, which was deemed very discreetly in the background, but has nevertheless always accompanied the subliminal scenes. I msste watch the movie again, and probably pay more attention to issues, etc., because this time I too intoxicated by the powerful imagery and the story was, but the music has done well and supports the spooky mood.
That was it then from my side. An up to the last exciting, gripping film that shines with exellent actor and transported this true story incredibly well. Nevertheless, he is probably not for the very faint-hearted among us, as it already carries a high underlying creepiness. Filip and has a 'I carry only a Unterhemd' scene.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Raf Pilot Hayfever Symptom Free
writer's block
Uhm, it's more like a long time crush and it's kinda weird. I confessed nothing, so there's just little to regret, maybe not confessing .. I dunno
Uhm, it's more like a long time crush and it's kinda weird. I confessed nothing, so there's just little to regret, maybe not confessing .. I dunno
Monday, July 12, 2010
Headache2 Weeks Postpartum
kessel_ksl @ 2010-07-12T21: 31:00
Fine images were you chosen as, Nessa: D
The coke sniffing Snow White. Yes, I've found somewhere once found (probably in the depths of Photobucket) and praise as a standard icon. Shows to me that everyone has a bad side to that you can not live forever. And that no one is perfect and it always (or often) is a blemish, the one often perceives at first glance does not, but who eventually comes to light. How that relates to his own life, can be interpreted any even ...
One of my favorite scene pairs and one of the best scenes: D And the love of Stuttgart are pure, I must mention yes or no extra ... This, in simple love and fangirl-like used for discussions on the two or confidential content.
A (plot) Bunny icon, because I herzallerliebst \u0026lt;3 was intended for discussion or story writer's block or cute things.
A girlish shopping best friends icon. (Write because I could start again what ... The Amazon has delivered ...) For future bragging and girlish with newly acquired consumer
intended for the Büchermeme that I will soon start times should and also I like 'Alice in Wonderland', especially the old series in which it carries such a strange orange dress (which I did but found no icons)
A Grey's Anatomy icon and Fangirlglück: D My favorite series for 'Queer as Folk' (and in some ways also the scene of the crime). Yes, the two most sexiest men Derek Shepard and Marc Sloan or Patric Dempsey and Eric Dane and they are so slashy: D \u0026lt;3 and good looking (? I mentioned this already) and cut out sayings and horny aaw ~ even if they have women's stories they are great and yes ... Moreover, they are happy together bitter, but may also bicker like an old married couple. I love her and I love this series
Fine images were you chosen as, Nessa: D
The coke sniffing Snow White. Yes, I've found somewhere once found (probably in the depths of Photobucket) and praise as a standard icon. Shows to me that everyone has a bad side to that you can not live forever. And that no one is perfect and it always (or often) is a blemish, the one often perceives at first glance does not, but who eventually comes to light. How that relates to his own life, can be interpreted any even ...
One of my favorite scene pairs and one of the best scenes: D And the love of Stuttgart are pure, I must mention yes or no extra ... This, in simple love and fangirl-like used for discussions on the two or confidential content.
A (plot) Bunny icon, because I herzallerliebst \u0026lt;3 was intended for discussion or story writer's block or cute things.
A girlish shopping best friends icon. (Write because I could start again what ... The Amazon has delivered ...) For future bragging and girlish with newly acquired consumer
intended for the Büchermeme that I will soon start times should and also I like 'Alice in Wonderland', especially the old series in which it carries such a strange orange dress (which I did but found no icons)
A Grey's Anatomy icon and Fangirlglück: D My favorite series for 'Queer as Folk' (and in some ways also the scene of the crime). Yes, the two most sexiest men Derek Shepard and Marc Sloan or Patric Dempsey and Eric Dane and they are so slashy: D \u0026lt;3 and good looking (? I mentioned this already) and cut out sayings and horny aaw ~ even if they have women's stories they are great and yes ... Moreover, they are happy together bitter, but may also bicker like an old married couple. I love her and I love this series
Monday, May 24, 2010
What Do I Write In A Baptism Card
Day 15 Day 14 addendum
YES!
I'm done! Today, the rest colored, the background to complete, corrected minor mistakes and TA-DA! All great, even the little things that annoyed me yesterday.
The result
Stats
work: ~ 15h
mood: VERY good:)
Music: Radio and "The Devil Wears Prada": D Super Film \u0026lt;3
YES!
I'm done! Today, the rest colored, the background to complete, corrected minor mistakes and TA-DA! All great, even the little things that annoyed me yesterday.
The result
Stats
work: ~ 15h
mood: VERY good:)
Music: Radio and "The Devil Wears Prada": D Super Film \u0026lt;3
Masterbation With Thrush
me today because ImageShack like it's pictures:)
Logo
Stuttgart
Munich
Saarbrücken
Münster
I hope you like them:) Of course the colors look a little different in kind from, but so what?
now think I just have suitable background colors and then it will be ready soon:)
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Chronic Sinusitis; Dark Urine
Day 14 Day 13
declare me crazy, but today I have almost all the colored fanart! Except for Hamburg, and the (partial) backgrounds, everything is ready.
was course everything is not free from frustration and I have in the meantime 5 M: minutes thinking about the whole project to finish. Yes, shame on my head, but I was really really pissed off - but I think it can be (almost) everything saved.
That's the spot / the paper resolution of horror ... I hope I can somehow hide it ... If not - Hm
Damigen imageshack hates this evening, there are pictures tomorrow - I'm really sorry :-(
But - shall I make you aware of my new icon: D \u0026lt;3
Satistik?
workload: uh ... ~ 13h
mood: Hokayem:)
Music: Jan Delay, James Blunt, Radio, Pussycat Dolls ...
declare me crazy, but today I have almost all the colored fanart! Except for Hamburg, and the (partial) backgrounds, everything is ready.
was course everything is not free from frustration and I have in the meantime 5 M: minutes thinking about the whole project to finish. Yes, shame on my head, but I was really really pissed off - but I think it can be (almost) everything saved.
That's the spot / the paper resolution of horror ... I hope I can somehow hide it ... If not - Hm
Damigen imageshack hates this evening, there are pictures tomorrow - I'm really sorry :-(
But - shall I make you aware of my new icon: D \u0026lt;3
Satistik?
workload: uh ... ~ 13h
mood: Hokayem:)
Music: Jan Delay, James Blunt, Radio, Pussycat Dolls ...
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