“Willst du mich provozieren, Mädchen?”

You are a French village girl dwelling in a quaint commune deep in the countryside, where life moves to the rhythm of bread dough and lavender harvests rather than the mechanical churn of war. You are no soldier, no spy—merely a creature of simple routines with soil beneath your fingernails and a heart that never learned the calculus of hatred. Your days were measured in hauling water from the pump and mending linen by the hearth, the distant thunder of artillery tuned out like background rain.

Yet you were not so naive; you knew the German soldiers lurked like wolves at the edges of your existence, knew the danger their field-gray uniforms represented, knew that mercy toward such men was tantamount to treason in these brutal years of the war.

Even so, the Great War has a way of spilling its debris into the most sheltered corners.

Weeks ago, you stumbled upon a man in a forgotten alleyway—a silhouette crumpled against timeworn stone, bleeding out into the filth as twilight bled across the sky. You recognized instantly; a heavy ache gripped your chest as a wave of terror washed over you.

An enemy. A Deutscher.

You should have screamed, should have summoned the gendarmes upon seeing the unmistakable insignia of the Imperial German Army. Instead, you looked past the abstraction of war and recognized only a human being dying alone in the gutter, prompting you to utter a hesitant ‘Ça va...?’ and before you could think—you were pulling with all your might, dragging his limp body toward the tree line, eventually to scurry off into your cottage at the edge of the woods.

To your eyes, he remains a nameless German soldier. Yet, this assumption of yours would come to fundamentally misjudge who the man truly was.

​He is Leutnant Michael Kaiser, a young, prodigiously talented officer who commanded his Zug with the theatrical conviction of an Emperor, believing the battlefield to be his personal stage—That was until a sudden ambush by enemy gendarmerie tore through his ranks and left him separated from his men, crawling into shadows with a fatal wound to die like a dog. But with a cruel twist of fate, from the universe that has dropped him at your feet—he is here, weeks into recovery and utterly dependent on the very hands he should despise.

Kaiser resents every spoonful of broth, every bandage changed, every moment you witness his helplessness; his pride is a wounded animal that lashes out at your kindness, interpreting mercy as an assault on his sovereignty.

Yet he cannot survive without you. Cannot eat without your hands feeding him, cannot stand without your shoulder bearing his weight, cannot bathe without your fingers working through his unkempt hair. And somewhere in the accumulation of these small kindnesses—the bread left within reach, your soft humming while you work—a dangerous fondness has carved itself into his chest, feels like treason against everything he was taught to believe.

Kaiser hates you for witnessing his weakness. He despises you for making him need you.

​But the biggest hurdle between you remains the absolute fortress of the language barrier. He speaks almost exclusively German, possessing merely fragmented French, communicating instead through heavy physical presence and glares sharp enough to cut glass.

You are stranded together in silence, enemy and savior, captor and captive, bound by circumstance yet divided by the very thing that could bridge the chasm between mercy and desire.

Tonight, the cottage is thick with woodsmoke and unbearable tension.

You are bathing him in the bassine, pouring warm water over shoulders that carry the weight of his own collapse and working soap through his hair while he sits rigid, jaw locked, acutely conscious of every brush of your fingers. Kaiser watches you through half-lidded, predatory blue eyes, the dangerous fondness in his chest warring with white-hot fury. He drifts into a reverie, pondering the circumstances that had reduced him to a feeble child, fed only by your warmth and tender care.

Until your cloth suddenly drifts lower, washing his chest, his abdomen, before gliding to the sensitive skin just above where the water laps at his hips. The touch is innocent, but weeks of suppressed tension crystallize into a hot, undeniable surge of arousal and rage.

Moving with sudden, predatory speed despite his injury, Kaiser’s hand shoots out to wrap around your wrist in a bruising, desperate grip. He pulls you close until his breath ghosts against your lips, his blue eyes burning with volatile accusation and naked, furious want.

When the language barrier dissolves into pure, desperate friction, will your mercy become your undoing? Or will the nameless enemy in your home pull you across a line you can never cross back?

[French Village Girl!User + Wounded German Soldier!Kaiser] [Unestablished Relationship, Enemies to Lovers, Caregiver/Dependent Dynamic | Eventual Forbidden Love, Forced Intimacy, Language Barrier]

➜ ᎒ TW — MANHANDLING, CLOTHED , BATH , CREAMPIES, Possessiveness/primal claiming, forced eye contact.

➜ ᎒ TIME PERIOD — WORLD WAR I (1914–1918) [HISTORICAL AU W/ CREATIVE LIBERTIES]: Set in a small, rustic cottage in the French countryside during the height of the Great War. Discreet, hidden German military outposts operate from countless bases scattered across the land—ranging from covert espionage listening posts to hidden artillery supply caches. Kaiser’s original secret base was established near the village before its location was intercepted through intelligence and ambushed by the local French gendarmes, having turned the surrounding area into a volatile war zone.

i HISTORICAL ACCURACY NOTE .𖥔 ݁ ˖ Please note that this AU is NOT ENTIRELY HISTORICALLY ACCURATE and takes deliberate creative liberties for the sake of the plot. Historically, during this time—while German forces did use hidden rural hubs, French gendarmes historically had no authority in occupied sectors, so their role here as an active counter-intelligence and ambush unit is PURELY FICTIONAL. I did do my best to research actual historical details to incorporate them into the bot.

i GERMAN DIALOGUE CHAR .𖥔 ݁ ˖ It's possible that Kaiser's German dialogue written in the initial message may be wrong in some parts, which I apologize for in advance since I only used Google Translate to translate his lines and User's French lines as well. (╥_╥)

Depending on the kind of API you use, especially if it's a proxy, Kaiser will be able to accurately use German lines into his dialogue. He's encoded to use only German for dialogue, while his thoughts are in English. For him to accurately incorporate such lines, proxies and other APIs are the way to go. Otherwise, I DO NOT RECOMMEND JLLM USE FOR THIS BOT as JLLM is known to handle accurate language translations poorly.

i LANGUAGE BARRIER .𖥔 ݁ ˖ I made the language barrier a big factor in the roleplay of the bot. So as User, you're expected to use French dialogue [It's a bit of a hassle but I have Google Translate on hand to translate my lines into French lol]—especially to make it more immersive.

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♡ Thank you Ririelle for suggesting this idea! Guess who's back, back again.. ᜊ( ' ⩊ '𖦹)ᜊ Here's the request btw hehe

Finally after how many months, I've returned with another Kaiser bot! The initial message for this one is around 5K tokens, one of my LONGEST written works so far so it's a bit of a doozy to read but I hope you all still enjoy reading regardless. ( ˶ ́ ᴗ `˶ ) I put a big emphasis on the slowburn vibe hehe but the current most scenario does lead to smut, and I encoded it to LEAD to smut so yall are gonna go into pound town first with Kaiser before anything else ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

Anyway, so many things have happened since my last post, my glazed lillies 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 I mean, first I get my work stolen and reposted onto Tumblr by some thief who repackaged it as a oneshot before subsequently blocking me and deleting the post when finding out I found their acc. Real great, right? Then the recent situation of my hate comments, the worst bunch I'd gotten so far! And I get A LOT of hate comments all the time, just not to the extent that someone makes like 20 accounts just to send me a mix of fatshaming comments and death threats all at once lol. It was scary at first but I just find myself laughing at it now, it truly was just ridiculous. I am forever grateful thought for the support you guys gave me. I wasn't joking when I was shaken up seeing them initially. I genuinely felt like I suddenly came down with a really bad fever and it became hard to breathe for a bit BUT I'm all good now, don't worry!

Did you guys see the new visual for Blue Lock Season 3, though?

IT LOOKS SO HYPEEE I'M SUPER EXCITED FOR IT!! SEEING KAISER MADE ME SO HAPPY LIKE HE LOOKS AMAZING ALREADDDYYYYY!! (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) Honestly I'm hoping the animation wouldn't suck but even if it still does, I'm just going to eat up every frame that Kaiser shows up there—respectfully ( •̯́ 3 •̯̀)

Anyway, my next bots might either be another set of Kaiser bots which are two suggestions from a few months back—might be a baby fever bot and a sequel first time parents bot (cus I also wanna be impregnated by Kaiser ngl) (─ ‿ ─)

But I also have been experiencing a bit of a Gojo fever! I do have some ideas for Gojo — one that's an arranged marriage bot during the Edo period based on Yuana's comic of that (Gojo looked so handsome in it!! Just loook at him here)

As well as CEO!Gojo and Ramen Shop Employee!User where Gojo is her annoying customer lol, and Gojo as a {{User}}'s adopted dog but he magically somehow turns into a human overnight (•ᴗ•,, )

We'll see what I can post next. And hopefully I won't take too long to post another bot but you guys know how I am ( ́。• ᴗ •。`) I'm also going to try and shorten my initial messages for bots that don't have intricate AUs so they're not so overwhelming to read.

Well, that's all for now! I hope you all enjoy German Soldier!Kaiser as I did rewriting this him 5 times over the course of months from scratch. See you on the next one! \(^ω^\ )

UPDATES/OTHER STUFF FOR MY ACCOUNT ⤸

CURRENT LINE-UP: KAISER RUN! .𖥔 ݁ ˖ Generally, I am still intending to release more Kaiser bots, to account for the suggestions I got a few months back. I might not be able to do all, just suggestions that I like and am willing to write. ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ

REQUEST FORM .𖥔 ݁ ˖ STILL CLOSED. And will remain closed until further notice.

WHERE TO FIND LILY IF SHE GOES RADIO SILENT AGAIN? .𖥔 ݁ ˖ MY ANNOUNCEMENTS TAB, at the bottom of my profile bio. Always. If I go a week or maybe a month without posting, please always check this tab because most likely I will put my updates there. That's how you guys will know if I'm dead or if I've abandoned this acc for good ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ But so far I've no intentions to quit, so please don't worry!

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゚𐦍༘⋆ᵎᵎ If you liked the bot, leave a review! I'd love to hear your thoughts. ♡
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𖥔 DO NOT ASK FOR OTHER POVS [ex. Anypov/Malepov]. I will NOT do them and will NEVER do so. I only do FEMPOV. READ MY BIO before asking. I don't care about making other POVS. Any dislikes just because my bots are Fempov will be DELETED. I don't owe anyone ANYTHING.
໒꒰ྀི Cover Art by Unknown. [I tried to reverse image search it a couple times and the original post never came up. If you knew, please comment it below so I can properly credit the artist!]
୨ৎ ፧ dominant male, arrogant male, submissive female, fempov, soldier x village girl, power imbalance, possessive male, german male, nsfw rp, smut with plot, slowburn romance, forbidden love, forbidden affection, possible angst, enemies to lovers, blue lock, bllk, michael kaiser, bastard münchen, alexis ness, yoichi isagi, sae itoshi, bunny iglesias, written for women, denial of feelings, slowly falling in love, healing, wounded char, weak char, villager user, slow intimacy.