Sushi and her Tumblrᴀ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ɪɴ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛɪᴇꜱっ◔◡◔っ♥ Paulchard activist ♥ Some loser who draw ( •̥́ ˍ •̀ू )
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Sushler- Sunshine
Sushler- Sunshine
“Wherever you go, I'm sure I'll wander off,
I'll be there to look after you wherever you wander.
All I do is for your happiness
You're my world, you're my everything
So let me protect your bright smile
And keep you safe and your light always near
My sunshine, my life, my heart's desire
To see your beautiful smile shine ever higher…”
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Or when he fell on stage in Mexico in 2022 and was laughed at by the fans. 🥲
Hello! Besides falling off the pyramids, are there other instances of Richard getting hurt? 😥 🥺
Hi 👋🏻
There were in fact some other instances of Richard getting injured/hurt:
- During the music video shoot for "Zeit", Richard injured his foot in the process of jumping into the water tank. Unfortunately he jumped right on Paul, who apparently has completed a 'butt of steel'- program beforehand, since the impact caused some significant damage to Richards foot 👀 [read about it here]
- During the video shoot for "Engel", he tore his hand open on a rusty nail. He had to climb on a platform in the middle of shooting, and since the cameras were running, he opted to hold on to the nail and pull himself up, pretending nothing had happened. This apparently caused the injury to become even greater and he has a scar of it on his hand to this day.
[Watch the making of here]
- If we kind of expand the phrase of 'getting hurt', I'd cautiously suggest counting in Richard's run-in with the Stasi, which took place at the end of the 1980's. He was arrested and held prisoner for several days and apparently was (severely) beaten during this time. [Read about it here]
Apart from getting hurt, he also has/had frequent problems with his back (a reason for his ongoing enthusiasm for yoga) and his leg (he had to have knee-surgery in 2009, mentioned here).
And in general Richard seems to be a bit clumsy at times, either almost tripping on stage like here (just one of several instances):
or straight up falling, like here (I always feel bad for giggling at this, but I can't help it 😅).
In German, we'd call him 'schusselig' 😇
I have fic recommendations here by @cuteoutlaw
But I want join the Tillake team :)
little part from by my fic (fuck sushi ._.)
Till breathed softly, leaning back on his pillow as he lay in bed with his eyes closed and slept...
A whole new world opened up to him. A world where all was well. A beautiful sunset and nice weather. He took off his usual clothes, wearing only a snow-white shirt and pants, completely barefoot, every limb staying on his body.
Nothing hurt anymore. Nothing hurt. He was healthy, alive, and happy. He felt completely at ease and comfortable, and he searched for the one thing, or rather the only thing, that could soothe his yearning heart.
Though he tried in vain, he could not find it. He came as close as he could and found nothing.
Time passed. He waited and waited until he was tired of waiting.
Tired of hoping.
Sighing, he knelt down and wept silently.
"What a crybaby you've become."
Till looked up and there was Flake, crouching before him, grinning playfully. He was wearing a beautiful gold dress, with a gold headdress on his head. His hair was slightly shaggy, his glasses were off, and his eyes were kind and blue.
"Flake...?" whispered Till in disbelief, his eyes wide open. Those silent tears choked his cheeks.
"Till... you are very sad," Flake said sadly. His smile disappeared. "What's wrong?"
"You're not real... You're really not here... are you?"- his eyes immediately misted over, more tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. "I miss you," he said in a trembling voice as he hugged the pianist tightly.
"Ohh, dear Till," he said softly, lifting his hand and Till's head to hold his face. "I miss you too."
"It's not the same without you," he whimpered, putting his hand on his and leaning his face into his. "I can't stand it. Please come back."
"I'm dead now...I can't come back," he said sadly, stroking his cheek with both hands, wiping the tears from his face with his soothing thumbs.
Till leaned down and continued to sob, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. Flake's heart ached for his friend's suffering as the singer's trembling body lowered to his and nestled against him.
"I know this hurts you, but you must be strong. Wait for me. Can you make it? "Flake stroked his head gently and continued to rock him, "Can you wait for me a little longer?"
"I can't... I... I..." - He sobbed and held him tighter, not wanting to part from his warmth.
"You're strong. You're brave. I know you can do this because I know you. You're my partner," Flake pleaded. "Please wait a minute, Till. Promise?"
He let out a shaky breath.
"I promise."
"Good boy," Flake smiled as he pushed him away just enough to face him. "Time to wake up."
"What? No," Till said, shaking his head violently. "Don't go! Not yet, please... I don't want to go back to this hell on earth."
"Till..."
"Don't leave me, please," he begged desperately, "I need you."
"But who will take care of the other 4 monkeys?" asked Flake sadly.
"Richard will take care of them!" Till cried, "You're not there when I get up! I want you! They took your life away."
"But I'm still here, Till," Flake said reassuringly, touching the left side of the man's large chest. "I live on in your heart, you know?"
Till broke into sobs, "Yes..."
"See you later," he whispered as he took his face and pulled him towards him, stroking him gently.
Asylum by Sushle aka. me lol
A question for the avid fan fiction readers in the fandom: Does someone know some really good Tillake fics? Since this poll is making its rounds currently, I kind of was reminded that I always wanted to read a proper fic about them - maybe with slow-burn, lots of emotions, happy ends and all that corny stuff :')
So if someone would have some recommendations, I would be rather grateful 🤗
@endlich-allein at first i didn't even know what ursa mayor constellation was but with a quick search i think i found it. xD
yes..Till is a giant bear 💕
Alles gute zum Geburtstag Till! 🎂
pretty old sketch, I loved it as soon as I drew it, but now I'm more picky >_<
and this one was drawn on the plane after I saw the photo of young Richard
I was testing a new brush okay
I tried posting something and tagging him this morning, it still works 🙏🏻 if this consoles you ☺️
If you tagged Richard in a story, then it's possible because I could find out (if I wanted to) but I still can't tag him in IG posts, only mention him in the description of the posts. Otherwise you can set it to not tag someone in posts.