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1# Shadow Princess                  

Einst traf ich einen Heldin groß und stark,
die einige Talente tief in sich barg.
Furchtlos war sie und ohne Tadel.
Ihr Benehmen wahrlich wie von reinstem Adel.
Sie hatte Humor, war überaus Charmant
und hielt schon bald mein vertrauen in ihrer Hand.
Ihr edles Antlitz dem eines gütigen Herrschers gleich.
Sie legte mir zu Füßen ihr strahlendes Reich.
Voller Wohlwollen war dort die Atmosphäre
und es sprühte nur so vor Anstand und Ehre.
Die Hoffnung dort schien heller als Tausend Sonnen.
Mit einem Lächeln hatte sie mein Herz gewonnen.
Ich wurde zur Maid, die es zu retten galt,
deshalb machte sie vor keinem Monster halt.
Die Gefahr, welche sie nicht kommen sah,
war von Anbeginn so erschreckend nah.
Diese Kreatur war nicht leicht zu bezwingen
und doch hoffte ich es würde ihr gelingen.
Die Bestie die sie zu bezwingen wagte,
war die Einsamkeit mit der ich mich plagte.
Die Heldin nahm den Kampf dennoch auf
und erlitt Blessuren sogar zuhauf.
Als ihre Chancen gegen den Nullpunkt sanken,
umschlang ihre Liebe mein Herz wie Ranken.
Sie erfüllte mich mit Glück und Fröhlichkeit
und verschwunden wart die absolute Dunkelheit.
Diese Frau ward von nun an mein Licht,
das auf ewig meine Finsternis bricht.

anonymous asked:

i love your art so much!! so much talent, so cute! do you know of any other blogs that post 1d fanart? can never get enough ha!

thanks peach!! i’ve made a post of them before but it’s honestly a bit outdated, so here are all the ones i’m following as of now, in no real order:

(*some are on hiatus or inactive or don’t draw 1d anymore but still deserve mention imo)

i KNOW that there are a BUNCH more that i’m leaving out so feel free to reblog & add, but there’s a start at least :}

Kardeşler boykot ürünlerinin altına saçma sapan yorumlar yazmayın, biz müslümanız, neden bi şirketi karalayalaım..vs.. Ya az bi araştırın ayık olun.. Bunlar belirlenmiş gerçekten kar payından israile aktaran şirketler! Erikli nin tesisilerini bursada iki üç yıl oldu sanırım komple yahudiler satın aldı! Amerika demiş biri:/ ya beyni patlamış 3 yaşında çocuğun, amerika sadece KINADI israili:/ uyan! Hacı şakire bi ara yahudi almış diyolardı düşün hacı şakire.. Hacı hacı.. Adamda para var, mallarıda kaliteli, ben çanakkale savasında bizim askerlere araba tekerleği sattıklarını okumuştum! Adam para kazanmayı biliyo, ve malları kaliteli, bilmeden aldım evimde profilo eşyalar var kardeşim en kalitelisi bunların servis gittikten sonr memnun kaldınızmı diye arıyolar bunlar! Kaç senelik köklü türk kuruluşlarıda alıyolar, küçüklüğüm sarelle tadelle ile geçti, bunlar komple satın aldılar üç beş yıl önce karadenizde sagra yı.. Onların tadelle.. Ama eskiden değildi, bak bunlar kesin bilgi olamkla birlikte kesin gerçekliğini bilemediğim bi duyum var onuda söyliyim, danonenin israilde satışının yasak old duydum içinde çocukları aptallaştıran bi madde var diyolar.. Uyanık olun lütfen, muadil ürün alın, bn öyle yapıyorum, gebermeyiz demi başka marka yer içersek:/
—  F.gly
Always in Trouble.

The fucking issue started with two fucking animals “muttering” repulsive incoherencies about Asian babes while they were standing in the line for Starbucks, right behind Eren and her siblings. 
Mikasa remained completely calm, it was as if his repulsive word vomit did’t even reach her hearing canal.
It was Eren that was on the edge, she was already breathing hard from accumulated anger. 
“in Zeiten wie diesen Ich wünschete, ich könnte noch ein Titan sein” Eren huffed, her eye already twitching. The girl forced herself to smile as their reached the counter and made their order.
“Atmen, Eren” Armin said quietly.  
“Gerade nicht auf sie hören” Mikasa replied calmly. “Sie dumm Tieren, die nicht nicht wissen, Tadel sind”  
“I’ve always loved European sweethearts” one of them said.
“Yeah. I’ve heard they are wild, specially with such gorgeous, round hips. You can’t tell me a girl with those curves is still a sweet little thing”
“I hope she is. I like them sweet”
Eren had the same murderous expression she wore when she was about to kill a Titan.
“Eren…” Armin said softly, fearing the worst.
The barista placed their drinks on the counter and the girl grabbed the one with ‘Ellen’ written on it. 
“Men lieben” she turned towards the two men. They both turned to look at her and offered her charming smiles. “I was wondering if you two, lovely gentlemen know where an European sweetheart like me could find a place to have fun?” she asked, faking a thick German accent.
“Eren!” both Armin and Mikasa scolded.
‘Well…aren’t you bold, sweet pea? the tallest of the men asked.
“Nein” she said. “This is bold” she frowned, opening her ice coffee and throwing it on their faces. “The next time you have a R-rated thought about a woman or a race you keep it to your damns selves. I may have European and Eastern heritage. But, I was born in this damn country, and I don’t want to hear a pair of racist, sexist assholes degrading me and my race while I am out for coffee. Thank you, very much”
The two men were glaring daggers at her. The shortest of the two cleaned his face with his sleeve and pulled back his coat, revealing his Police Badge on his belt, his friend did the same.
“Police…” one mutters.
Eren’s eyes became as big as a pair of plates, and her face turned white as a sheet.
“Lauf” Armin whispered.
She didn’t had to be told twice, the former titan offered the cops a small smile before running out of the door as if the damn Colossal Titan was after her guts.
The rogue sprinted through the streets of the city, dodging people and jumping obstacles as if she was mother fucking Aladin.
“Come back here, you little tramp!”
“I’ll show you what happens when you mess with a cop!”
She could feel her legs feet aching, her legs cramping, her lungs burning, her heart rushing, her throat closing.
She needed to loose these guys, and fast. Else, she would have her ass handed to her in the most horrible way possible.
Cerulean eyes began scanning her surroundings, looking for a way out.
Alleys were too risky, people might not believe her, stealing a bike or a skate would only get her in more trouble, her only choice left was…
“Car” she panted, rushing towards the machine that had just began to purr, she opened the passenger seat and jumped in before screaming at the driver at the top of her lungs
“DRIVE!”

Falsch und Richtig

Falsch:
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Tadel
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Richtig:
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UND NUR DAS!
DEN WEN SOGAR MEIN HANDY DAS RICHTIG SCHREIBEN KANN, DANN KÖNNT IHR DAS AUCH!