NORMALIZE GERMAN LOHEN!!!!!!!!
i’m such a slut for char’s using their native language, im apart of the german lohen fan club and that german is his first language 🤤
google translate shamefully used because i’m just a little beaner. srry if any of these are ooc or cringe, im terrible at writing dialogue ^^''
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✴︎ reverts back to german when he’s really frustrated or focused. mutters little curses and sentences under his breath if he’s overwhelmed.
“verdammt nochmal! habe ich diesen Mist wirklich ertragen?!” (god damn it, do i really have to put up with this shit?!”)
“das Mischen dieser Gifte sollte eine starke Reaktion hervorrufen...” (mixing these poisons should elicit a strong reaction…)
✴︎ thinks in german rather than english, it’s his preferred method. he is fluent in english, but he can process words and feelings a lot better in german. analyzes people in his native language, and most definitely writes notes in german so fewer people can translate his files
“warum schwillt mein Herz an, wenn ich sie sehe...?” (why does my heart swell when i see them?)
“hör auf, mich so anzusehen. mir wird davon heiß.” (stop looking at me like that. it makes me feel hot)
✴︎ will try to teach you small phrases and words in german for fun. anytime you pass by something, he’ll call out a vocabulary word and have you memorize it. he doesn’t expect you to actually become fluent and speak it, he just wants to share his culture with you
“ein Apfel, zwei Äpfel, drei Äpfel...” (one apple, two apples, three apples…)
“ich liebe dich!” (i love you!)
“entschuldigung, wo ist…? (excuse me, where is the…?)
✴︎ in sharing his culture, he’ll make you german specialties! if you enjoy cooking and/or baking, he’ll teach you the recipes to bond together. he loves giving you a little taste of his childhood (literally). maybe one day, he’ll take you to germany and have you try the real authentic stuff
“german food isn’t really spicy, so i like adding a little essacher luft to some dishes for an extra kick!”
“we can make the spitzbuben cookies look like anything you want. hearts, bunnies, stars…”
“if you’re gonna marry me, you need to learn to make the best jägerschnitzel first”
✴︎ of course he uses sweet pet names in german for you, they seem so much more tender in his native language. he adds a little more purr when he addresses you because he knows you love it too. will use a german pet name to call you out in the crowd because he knows it’s special between you.
“what are you up to, meine liebe?”
“engel, where are you? yoo-hoo, engel!”
“come to bed, schneeflocke”
“goodmorning, hübsch. didja make breakfast just for me?”
✴︎ will say extremely irrelevant shit in german with a sultry tone and low voice because it sounds sexy to you. you’ll think he’s saying something romantic or dirty, but he’s just bullshitting because he likes seeing you squirm and gush by using his native language.
“du hast Essensreste zwischen den Zähnen. du siehst blöd aus.”
“wenn ich Seife gegessen hätte... Ich esse sie nicht, weil ich das schon mal getan habe. nein, ich esse sie nicht.
✴︎ talks you through it in german, but will repeat it in english with a soft whisper. he wants you to learn his language in every way possible
“du machst das so gut, liebling. you’re doing so well, love”
“fühlt sich das gut an? does that feel good?”
“lass mich dich hören, liebling. let me hear you, sweetheart”
“behalte mich im Auge, hübsche. keep your eyes on me, pretty”
“du schmeckst wie der Himmel. you taste like heaven”
✴︎ absolutely sputters things in german if he’s lost himself while making love. when his brain is practically mush, it’s all he can babble out. he doesn’t mean to! you’ve had to pick up on context clues on when he’s unable to translate to give him what he wants…
“scheiße!” he hisses, hips snapping against you sloppily as he loses his perfect rhythm, digging his nails into your skin to try and keep you pinned down before he lets go
“bitte…bitte…” while he scrambles for your hands, begging to keep them on his body, begging to keep you close to him while his breaths turn shallow and his mind goes fuzzy
“mein Gott” when he’s hypnotized by watching you arch and flutter your eyes shut, mouth agape as you spill moans with every right touch he makes. he memorizes every pretty sound and files it away in his head, you’re like an angel singing to him
“mehr, härter!” as you bite down on his skin when he’s basically jackhammering into you, trying to ground yourself. he’s louder than the headboard thudding against the wall! he’ll guide your hands to his back so you can leave deep, crescent marks and red-hot scratches to get him closer. the more you hurt him, the more he knows he’s doing a good job
