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gstm characters // luisa e. schweitzer

“men are the fighters. they start the wars. women like us are the ones who finish them.”

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a random fluff excerpt

a loooong time ago i had an anon request some luisette fluff from gstm, and i recently finished writing this. gonna tag some of my favorite blogs bc why not: @sensitivesapphic @erinisawriter @natalierosewrites @elonanwrites

“This is the third time this week that you’ve come to me with a stomach ache,” Lisette noted, placing a hand on her hip. While she wore a concerned expression, Luisa could see a hint of amusement in her eyes. “Part of me is wondering if you’ve been faking it.”

Luisa shifted in her seat, smoothing out the hem of her dress. Perhaps her motives had been clearer than intended. Acting had never been a strong suit of hers. Every time she had tried to play sick, her mother had seen through her and had given her a swift punishment for it. By the looks of it, Lisette hadn’t been fooled either. “Are you accusing me of lying?” She said with a gasp, feigning an appalled expression. “I’m offended that you’d think I’d stoop so low.”

Lisette shook her head with a sigh and went back to sorting through her wicker basket of stolen medicine. She picked up each bottle, carefully examined its label and ingredients, and then set it aside to be packed away into a box or cupboard for safekeeping. Luisa was able to recognize some of the supplies. Cough syrups, Magnesium, pain killers. Some were more common than others, and after spending so much time alongside the resistance’s nurse, she had absorbed information that she hoped she would never need to use. “You could have simply asked to talk to me. Like a normal person,” she said after a moment, looking up through her eyelashes.

Luisa stood up and sauntered to where she was standing, giving her a friendly nudge. “That would’ve been too easy.”

The corners of Lisette’s lips turned up in a tired smile, and Luisa felt her heart flutter. It was the same feeling that she had experienced the first time they had talked. A feeling she knew she’d never miss. As long as Lisette was around, she’d be filled to the brim with happiness for the rest of her days. When she was around her, there was no war and no Nazis. There were no rainy days. There was no bad news coming from Arthur’s radio. For the first time in years, everything seemed a little less bleak.

Luisa was snapped out of her thoughts by a hand gently grabbing her own. Lisette had entwined their fingers together and gave a small, reassuring squeeze. She was smiling again, more genuine than before, and the way that the sunlight hit the flecks of blue in her eyes made Luisa’s knees weak. Her pulse thumping in her ears, she inched closer. She placed a hand on Lisette’s shoulder. Carefully, with flushed cheeks and anxious glances, she kissed her.

For Luisa, being with a woman was much more desirable than being with a man, despite how it wasn’t socially acceptable. It was unheard of for two men to walk hand-in-hand down the street together, or for two women to express romantic affection. Love between two people of the same sex was illegal. And yet, Luisa was kissing the most beautiful girl she had ever seen in the medicine closet of a cellar. More importantly, Lisette was kissing her back.

She moved her hands to cup Luisa’s face, her eyes widening for a moment before fluttering shut. As Luisa pulled away to breathe, they bumped noses, resulting in a fit of quiet giggles. The two of them fell silent, too afraid to interrupt the comfortable silence in fear of disturbing the moment. “I’m sorry. I...should’ve asked,” she said suddenly, brushing a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. “Forgive me.”

“Do you kiss every nurse you stumble upon?” Lisette laughed, and Luisa felt as though she was falling in love all over again.

“Only the pretty ones.”

Lisette’s face glowed a bright pink, and she bit her bottom lip to stifle a grin. “Then do me a favor and kiss me again.”

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What would be Luisa's idea of the perfect love story?

luisa’s idea of the perfect love story would include lots of simple domesticity. she’d fall in love, get married, and live out the rest of her days with the love of her life. she’s always known that she’d end up with a woman, which makes things a little difficult considering how same-sex marriage wasn’t exactly approved of in the 40’s. she makes things work, though, and in the end she winds up with a happy wife. :”)

#asks #eternalspandex-writing #luisa schweitzer

elias: luisa, please don’t go on this mission that we haven’t planned out. we know nothing about what we’re getting ourselves into. all of our previous missions have been acutely strategized by me. don’t go out searching for trouble.

luisa:

#and this is how luisa ends up beaten in a prison cell #my precious reckless baby girl #i love her #gstm #luisa schweitzer

character flaw tag

rules: bold the characteristics that apply to your character.

tagged by: @alittle-writer

i’m doing this for luisa.

tagging: i’m too lazy to tag other people at the moment. if you want to do this, feel free!

#luisa schweitzer #gstm #tag games

based on what i’ve posted on here for luisa, i haven’t given explicit detail on what she looks like. in order to help you guys visualize her better, this is basically her appearance. the myth, the legend, the messenger herself:

#luisa schweitzer #gstm #her faceclaim is elsa schneider from indiana jones and the last crusade #faceclaims

bloop for lisette and luisa

lisette loves to play with her gf’s hair when she’s stressed out. she’ll braid it, pin-curl it, run her fingers through it. it’s super soft and it calms her down.

luisa has a cat named mitzi. she was given as a gift on her sixteenth birthday and the two of them are inseparable.

#gstm #luisa schweitzer #lisette müller

Bloop

luisa lives in the more affluent district of wulfberg, so she has possessions that the other resistance members won’t ever have (excluding hans, because his family is wealthy as well). she owns a bunch of silk dresses and lingerie, as well as a pearl necklace and a silver hairbrush that’s been passed down in her family for three generations.

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