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"Da ist das Licht in Albrechts Inneren und er fühlt sich warm."
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- Part 10 of [contemporary]
- Part 3 of ich treibe ab
- Part 24 of [napola]
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There was a mirror hung above him and Nathaniel couldn't tear his eyes away, even if his vision began blacking out, even though those crude eyes were his but weren't, even though that hair was his but so much shorter, even though the face staring down at him was unmarred.
He couldn't tear his eyes away from the mirror even though the face reflecting wasn't his.
Or: "I like you better broken"
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There was the wind in his hair and the sounds of life in his ears and when Albrecht breathed in and back out, there was nothing in his chest other than fresh air and the feeling of silent security.
Or: The group take a summer break roadtrip.
A work inspired by this tiktok.Series
- Part 9 of [contemporary]
- Part 23 of [napola]
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In retrospect, Albrecht wouldn't call them best friends. He and “Peepa”, as the boy calls himself, get along just fine. By now, Albrecht has even figured his name to actually be Peter. Which is a remarkable progress and upgrade from Maybe-Pete.
Or: Five times he was just Friedrich's son, and the one time he was Albrecht's too.
Obligatory kidfic because every fandom needs one.
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- Part 3 of [contemporary]
- Part 12 of [napola]
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wir waren in prag, paris und wien, in der bretagne und berlin (aber nie in kopenhagen) by bohmec
Fandoms: NaPolA | Before the Fall (2004)
24 Jan 2026
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Wir waren in Prag, Paris und Wien in der Bretagne und Berlin
Oft gefragt, AnnenMayKantereit
Fünf Orte, die Albrecht und Friedrich miteinander geteilt haben. Erzählt durch Postkarten, SMS und Sprachnachrichten.
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- Part 2 of ich treibe ab
- Part 8 of [contemporary]
- Part 19 of [napola]
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The smell of a summer's night and the smell of perfume, cigarette smoke, familiarity.
Somewhere there's the click of heels against concrete, laughter and whispered words hidden beneath the far bass of a bar.
Annegret yearns.Series
- Part 22 of [napola]
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“How long would it take for this room to regain its life, for the door to open again and for someone to let in the snow, the cold air that ached to disturb the gentle dust that had settled on the still wardrobe and the bed, the desk and its chair?”
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- Part 6 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 6 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 21 of [napola]
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 713
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 6
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He couldn't feel his fingers that had long stopped trembling, he couldn't hear his own heartbeat anymore, his breath barely more than a thin cloud by now; barely warmer than the air around him itself.
But nothing about it could compare, nothing could compare to the coldness of— him.
Albrecht.
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- Part 5 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 20 of [napola]
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Experience changes perspective.
And perspective changes experience.
Albrecht doesn't drown in Allenstein. Instead, he is sent to the front.
Now that the war is over, he has to find his way back to life.
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- Part 4 of universe of lights
- Part 1 of [napola]
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“As a kid, Friedrich used to be afraid of the dark. Even more so of being outside in the dark—not really scared of the shadows themselves but rather what could be hiding beneath, and so every time his father walked him home, he made sure to take the darkest corners to show Friedrich that there was nothing there.
He knows better now; knows that what he used to fear doesn't hide in shady alleys or lost places or even the woods, but that they hide where no-one knows them, where the world is darkest.”
Or: Halloween, Klopfer, cold hands and vampires and Friedrich and Albrecht who end up somewhere between.
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- Part 3 of once upon a holiday
- Part 5 of [contemporary]
- Part 16 of [napola]
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A clock ticks, somewhere; showing an hour much too late—outside, the church tower's bells strike; the sound barely audible above the whistle of the wind.
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- Part 5 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 7 of [contemporary]
- Part 18 of [napola]
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Friedrich grinst ihn an, “Du ick glaub’,” sagt er, “Wir beide, wir werden noch janz dicke.”
Ob Albrecht dafür überhaupt lang genug hier sein wird, darüber reden sie nicht.
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- Part 1 of ich treibe ab
- Part 6 of [contemporary]
- Part 17 of [napola]
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semper in corde mio | always in my heart by bohmec
Fandoms: NaPolA | Before the Fall (2004)
10 Jul 2025
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The worst pain wasn't breaking a limb, falling a great height or being shot.
No, the greatest pain Friedrich ever had to endure was losing his best friend and the grief that followed.
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- Part 4 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 3 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 15 of [napola]
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“If you'd told him at sixteen, that four years later he'd have this, Albrecht Stein would have laughed you in the face.
(Although, perhaps not. There wasn't much to laugh about during that time.)”Or: Albrecht and Friedrich and their three puppies. (An itty bitty fic based on a TikTok comment I saw.)
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- Part 14 of [napola]
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“The seven deadly sins (also known as the capital vices or cardinal sins) function as a grouping classification of major vices within the teachings of Christianity.
According to the standard list, the seven deadly sins in Christianity are pride, greed, wrath, envy, lust, gluttony, and sloth.”
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The Seven Deadly Sins but make it a NaPolA fanfiction.Series
- Part 1 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 5 of [napola]
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It is summer, and he is not thinking of him.
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- Part 4 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 4 of [contemporary]
- Part 13 of [napola]
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“Friedrich had never paid particular attention in German, but Albrecht had explained to him more often than once: ‘Light is a metaphor for hope,’ he'd said, ‘like the sun after a cruel winter or unforgiving thunderstorm; or like the moon guiding you home at night.’”
An interpretation of what might have happened at the Stein House after the boxing match.
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- Part 10 of [napola]
- Part 1 of universe of lights
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It's not often that Fitz is the one needing a break; usually it's Albrecht that has a bad day, that just needs someone warm to lie beside him and keep him close to earth, that needs someone to look after him because he can't himself.
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- Part 1 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 2 of [contemporary]
- Part 11 of [napola]
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digitis labentibus | slipping through my fingers by bohmec
Fandoms: NaPolA | Before the Fall (2004)
27 Feb 2025
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Albrecht had been her boy, her baby and her world — until suddenly he wasn't. Until suddenly, all she had of him were a life-less room and a bunch of unread poems.
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- Part 2 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 9 of [napola]
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dum spiro spero | while i breathe i hope by bohmec
Fandoms: NaPolA | Before the Fall (2004)
09 Feb 2025
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Realistically, Albrecht knew that his essays were not the whole reason his father wanted to send him to the front.
No matter how much Albrecht wanted them to be.
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- Part 3 of vivere est cogitare | to live is to think
- Part 1 of [all that's left unsaid]
- Part 6 of [napola]