#herbertgruber

[emiliedrago-blog]

"I kind of sliced my hand open and bled into the potatoes…is this fixable?"

Emilie looked over at his hand and then to the potatoes, “It might prove fatal.” She paused and looked up at him with an unreadable expression, "For both."

[nikolauseichel-blog]

"You got me a lacy thong?!" [[I have no control over what I'm doing anymore]]

Niko blinked at the fabric owlishly. "Well, that's... unexpected." he laughed breathlessly, a slight blush creeping onto his cheeks as he peeled his eyes off the dangerously tiny fragment of lacy fabric. He wasn't quite sure of what to think of that mental image, to be quite honest. "I-I didn't. I ordered something gift-wrapped online. But I sure am glad we didn't get to go out for dinner, because unwrapping this in the restaurant sure would have made things awkward for all of us."

[nikolauseichel-blog]

[[whoops my hand slipped

Older Herbert (29) and Niko (30) in the modern police AU Mayu (herbertgruber) and I have been plotting these past few weeks or so idk

*whispers* It is so very, very gay

*goes back under her rock*]]

[nikolauseichel-blog]

[[I hope herbertgruber doesn't mind that I used her old character for vent/therapy art... I'm going to try to finish it, but feet are evil.

it's almost 4 am I almost pulled an all-nighter good night take care ilu guys]]

[nikolauseichel-blog]

♥ mwaha

11: Grope your bum [[how ‘bout the happy version of the gay policemen AU for this one? XD]]

Niko groaned as the unbelievably thick, burnt stench sprinkled with the sound of sizzling bacon hit his nose, and his face contorted into a horrified grimace. He blindly tapped the other side of the bed, and feeling the cold sheets, he let out a heavy sigh- his worst nightmare had apparently come true. His lover was, indeed, cooking.

The redhead clumsily kicked the covers off, and just as he was, half naked and barefoot with the stretched out and faded once-blue pajama pants sagging from his hips, stood up and stretched. There was no reason to hurry, after all. In a comfortable pace, he dragged himself out to the kitchen, and a smile slid onto his face.

"Good morning" he yawned, and shuffled up behind the blond man, currently struggling to chop onions (which seemed kind of strange, considering that the mostly grey, once yellow concoction -scrambled eggs?then why does it smell like bacon?- in the pan no longer resembled anything edible), nuzzling his neck and planting a small kiss under his ear, one of his hands immediately sliding around the blond’s waist while the other rested comfortably on his backside, so adorably curving under the bow created by the apron’s straps. "Dare I ask what’s cooking?" he joked quietly.

[natalia-holzman]

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn't? 53. 5 things that make me happy

16. ER, I suppose so. I do have to filter my words sometimes for whatever reasons. xD But I don't think there's been any time that I've regretted not saying anything. 

53. 5 things? Bells, party music, cookies/cake, disney princess movies and Tom Hiddleston

[nikolauseichel-blog]

[[wow just take me out of the oven because I am DONE

today, everything is cute homo ships and everything huRTS AND I WANT TO STAB MYSELF IN THE THROAT AND CRY FOR TWO WEEKS

*whispers angsty policemen AU to the wind*

why waifu

*a single tear rolls down her cheek*

why...

*goes back to sleep because my dreams are the only place I'm safe*]]

[nikolauseichel-blog]

Herbert approached his best friend, finally deciding that it was time to give him his present before the Christmas holidays drew to a close. With a crooked smirk he held out a crudely wrapped present to him. "Merry Christmas, Niko! I'm not good at wrapping stuff, sorry it looks like crap. But I hope you like what's on the inside."

Seeing as the redhead had been wearing ugly christmas jumpers pretty much since the beginning of the season he had gotten him just that - another ugly jumper. But this one was not just any ugly jumper. Herb didn't quite understood how, but this one even lit up. He would regret this present at one point, that much was for sure, but for now he just hoped Niko would appreciate the gesture.

[[WOW THAT IS STUPID AS HELL BUT IT EVEN LIGHTS UP DOES IT GET ANY MORE HIDEOUS THAN THAT]]

Niko just stared at the fabric in silence for long seconds, before the first repressed, quiet giggles slipped past his lips. "Oh my goodness--" he spluttered, struggling for every word between the giggles. "--this is hideous, I love it." The redhead immediately tugged his own, not nearly as appalling sweater over his head, and smoothed the cringe-worthy article over his chest. "Well, my gift definitely can't compete with this!" he grinned widely. "This is too good, it--- it lights up, man, I've been looking for something like this forever, where did you even find this thing?"

Still shaken by chuckles, the redhead shuffled around for his own, much smaller, cylindrical gift, barely three inches in diameter, only wrapped in simple, light brown paper and closed with two thin, red ribbons on both ends, the excess paper hanging off on each side like a candy's wrapper. Dragging his friend into a bear hug, Niko folded the blonde's fingers around the cold tube firmly, and pat it once before letting go.

Inside, there was a handheld, polished brass telescope- its three sections neatly folded into each other, and a small ringlike handle on the largest cylinder's side with which it could be attached to any pants' belt loops. Its size allowed it to easily and comfortably fit inside a pocket as well. "I hope you'll like this. Merry Christmas, Herbert."