#derschonepreussen

[kussenjulchen]

千疾 @ pixiv

[germanlion]

Drunken Fist

"Ungh--..."

Michael had merely managed to get outside and take a few steps away from the establishment before he needed to support himself against a lamppost. "Hey, fucker!" He heard someone yelling, which was unmistakeably directed at him. But there was no answer from his end, which apparently only infuriated the group of sturdy men even more. "Hey, shithead! I was talking to you!"

The blond German kept silent but he could tell by hearing the heavy footstep behind him, that they were already very close. Well, shit. Looks like he was in deep shit right now. And all that only because he had 'maybe' been drinking 'too much' and was accidently flirtig with a girl, who was already taken by one of those big American airheads.  "No need to get rude. Never heard of 'hospitality'?" Mike finally threw back at them as he turned around, facing them all at once. The fact, that he still needed to lean against the post for support was more than a testimony to his inability to take on all of them. Maybe he could get one down, but that would probably the maximum he could do in his drunken state. "Hospitality? Towards a stinking Nazi-scum like you?" The other man snorted and a laughter broke out from his friends. Ironically Michael joined the laughter as well. "Hahaha, funny when you say that. I understand, though: All hail America, the land with the most homophobe and racist deadheads."

"You little shit. I'm going to wipe out your pathetic existence!" Oh, shit. There it came. The German knew he should raise his arms to block the punch or step aside to evade it, but he was merely grinning stupidly and that was, when he earned a painful fist in his face.

[por-mi-cuenta]

derschonepreussen: Pet talk

Antonio had had the new little guy not very long and was enjoying it too much. Yeha he had to tighten his belt but the little guy was worth it. The one thing he enjoyed was the fact his daily works around town were less lonely with the small pup and it made meeting people so much easier too.

Suddenly he could hear muttering.

Ahead there was a man and he seemed to be talking to a small yellow thing which on closer inspection was a bird.

"Awww you have a pet bird" he spoke aloud but going red realise he was meant to think that not say it