#morilse

[classicalangelzz]

morilse: stomps at you

[cosmicbrown1es]

theyre so transgender ok

[sleepyeyedstare]

i ship melchritz but also morilse in a way where none can exist in the same universe because i feel like moritz simply couldnt handle the choice of being bisexual and so forced himself to conform to one or the other and this sounds so strange but i simply can't describe it any other way

[feelssogoodinmyarms]

Hi!! If you’re still doing prompts could you do 28 for Morilse??? (I’m not so sure that’s a ship but I like it anyways)

me?? answering this from an anon when there’s people off anon who have been waiting since like march for their fics? it’s more likely than you think

28. First kiss

WC: 701

TW: past suicide attempt, implied sexual abuse

read it on ao3

Moritz is still asleep when Ilse tiptoes in clutching a mug of tea. She kneels down by the bedside to set the tea down and catches a glimpse of Moritz’s sleeping face. He looks angelic and peaceful; the complete opposite of the distressed, tortured young man who she’d come across in the woods. Ilse turns away from him as a blush spreads across her cheeks. Watching your friend in his sleep was invasive and wrong, no matter how cute he looked. She’s nearly to the door when she hears Moritz whisper her name. 

“Come back,” he croaks before propping himself up. Ilse hopes he didn’t see her staring as she makes her way back to the bed. 

“How are you feeling, sleepyhead?” Ilse smiles and hands him the mug she picked up off the floor. Moritz takes a sip and makes a face which makes her laugh. 

“Better than yesterday.” The corners of his mouth turn up when Ilse giggles and it fills her chest with a warm feeling. 

They sit in silence for a few minutes before Ilse begins to shiver; her tattered frock isn’t much protection from the winter’s cold. Moritz insists she gets under the covers with him to warm up. Their bodies are practically pressed against each other in the small bed and it makes Ilse’s heartbeat speed up. 

“You’ve been here for almost a week now.” Moritz doesn’t say anything so Ilse continues. “Would you like me to walk you back to your house?” Ilse asks when the silence becomes too much to bear. Moritz’s expression darkens and the miserable boy from last evening begins to resurface. 

“It’s not that I don’t want you here!” Ilse fears that she’s hurt his feelings. “I actually quite like it, but I’m sure your parents are missing you.”

“My parents don’t want me, Ilse,” he insists. “They wouldn’t care if I turned up dead tomorrow. They’d probably prefer it.”

“Don’t say that!” Ilse turns her torso toward Moritz to grab his shoulder in urgency but loosens her grip when he tenses up. “I’m sorry. You know that isn’t true though, I’m sure they both love you very much and want you home.” Ilse stops herself when she realizes she sounds like every adult who found out she’d run away from home. 

“I think you should at least try to talk to them.” she decides. 

“And you’ll come with me?” Moritz asks. Her hand is still resting on his shoulder and he’s leaning into Ilse’s touch. She wraps her arms around his midsection, her head resting on his chest. 

“Of course.”

Moritz wraps an arm around Ilse’s back and she notices his heart is beating even faster than her’s. She detaches herself from him after a moment. Moritz’s cheeks are dusted pink and he’s grinning at her. He’s so beautiful and Ilse can’t help herself, she leans forward and plants a kiss on his lips. It’s awkward at first; Ilse has seldom kissed a man willingly and she can’t imagine Moritz has kissed a girl before. She pulls away from him, unable to meet his eyes. Moritz takes her hand gently, staring straight ahead. Part of Ilse wants to flee and never speak to him again. 

“Do you want to try it again?” he asks and chuckles awkwardly. Truthfully, Ilse’s afraid their next kiss will be sloppy and uncomfortable too, but Moritz is adorable and sitting right next to her. She’d wanted to kiss him for quite some time and there was no guarantee she’d get another opportunity to. 

Moritz kisses her first this time, soft and chaste. It’s not like when her father or other men had kissed her, this isn’t hungry or malicious. They begin to move in a pattern, lips gently moving against each other. Moritz places a hand on Ilse’s cheek and she smiles against his lips. They break apart after another moment; he’s breathing heavily and Ilse doesn’t know what to say next. Moritz’s hand is still in hers and her arms are all tingly. 

“Can I stay with you if my father doesn’t want me back?” 

Ilse smiles, her eyes cast downward. It’s a cruel thought but she finds herself hoping Moritz can stay. 

~~

kiss prompt list

[l4tedawns]

Anyway ‘The Goodbye Song’ written by Joe Iconis and performed by John Gallagher Jr. is a Moritz song to his friends and whoever you ship him with and no I don’t take constructive criticism

Lyrics are in the comments but here too:

The time has come

I’m flying away

Mouth is numb

I don’t know what to say

[Chorus]

Although I’ll be out of sight dear

Know I’ll be right here

Right here forever, ever, ever, ever

When you look to the night skies

Don’t think of goodbyes

Think how I’m right here forever, ever, ever, ever...

(Rest in the comments in the video)

[beverlyhanscoms]

[classicalangelzz]

favourite image of your favourite spaw character?

ee!! it's a tie between moritz and ilse (shoutout these crunchy images)

and bc its a tie BONUS

[suddenlyseamour]

Spring awakening edit to peppers by the butthole surfers :)

Mostly Moritz and Wendla focuses

you guys get the exclusive uncut version because TikTok made me cut some audio out :p