#AS REQUESTED BY TOM 💓

[pomegranate]

MOVIE TONIGHT!!! EP OF ALL TIME

#mash #m*a*s*h #mash 4077 #movie tonight #mash s5ep21 #one of the real tragedies of modern tv seasons being like 8 episodes max is that we don’t get filler episodes like this #mash has so many good filler eps where it’s just the characters having FUN #and they help you care more about those characters when they experience danger or trauma #god i love this show so much #screencap spams #mash edits by me #AS REQUESTED BY TOM 💓

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Hi! Just asking for some super fluffy hc's about how reader is tom and bill's triplet/younger sister or older sister... would reader be in the band along with her brother's or not? Do they have a good sibling like relationship (do they might often,etc.), would reader have the same style as Tom or Bill or a mix of both of their styles... also reader also be close with Gustav and Georg?? 🤭🤭 (I noticed that I said 'reader' a few times now so sorry about that) take your time on this and i appreciate it if you can do this!! 💓

(Hello! Sure I can! I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting!)

Another Kaulitz Kid

They're so annoying istg

They are pretty protective because you're their siblings also, but they can be dumb as hell

Bill is the sorta more laid back one with you

And Tom can be an asshole who likes teasing you

Let's say you're all three triplets, you're in the band also!

They wouldn't exclude you from that and you all had a dream to get famous together with your friends

Bill and you have a pretty good relationship

You guys are comfortable around each other, annoy each other and practically everything siblings do

Same with Tom but he just loves annoying the fuck out of you

You guys argue and bicker a lot

Especially in interviews when Tom is just letting everything go

He loves embarrassing you and Bill

If you do it back it turns into an all out war

Arguments get actually pretty scary at times

Things are broken, insults are flying

But then you guys just are like

"Wanna get food…?"

You guys never apologize to each other I'm sorry

It just physically makes you unable too apologize to your brother

If Tom or Bill ever see you with a guy or flirting with a fan they feel like dying

Tom is just like

"No. Nope, nope, no." And legit dragging you away over his shoulder as Bill is yelling about how you can't do that

If you're the girl triplet especially

They treat you no differently than they treat each other, Gustav and Georg

They do not give a single shit if you're a girl

They will man handle you, throw you around, mess up your hair, mess up dates, photobomb you and everything

They will never let you date unless you hide it from them

You ever sneak out the hotel rooms or wander off

You just wander back in and the lights turn on, Bill sitting cross legged in a chair

"Where have you been?"

"Um….I was out with…Tom."

Tom swivels around the chair all smiling, just happy to be included

"Try again."

"Uh- Georg and Gustav?"

"Don't involve us!"

You have either a completely different style than them or a mix of both

It really just switches all the time

Bill loves doing your makeup and hair and matches with you on the daily

Especially if you're the barely younger sibling

Speaking of older and younger, Tom never lets you guys forget he's older and will never let you guys love it down

If you're older than him though, he's bullying Bill sm and is bullied by you

Even if you aren't a triple and are just an older sibling, you most likely are still included in the band

If you're like a few years older that is

Tom is constantly saying you're old as shit and about to wither away, no matter how older you are

Bill actually likes hanging out with you when he was younger and still

It's died down a bit but he actually got a sense of fashion from you growing up

If you're not in the band, he's always happy to see you supporting them from the crowd or backstage

Tom wouldn't say this but growing up when they got famous he was pretty bummed they couldn't see you a lot when touring

If you're other, a triple and in the band or not, you are actually pretty close to Georg and Gustav

You're either a best friend or an older sister figure too them

You annoy them just as much as you do Bill and Tom

Georg messes with you and Gustav just lets you run your entire parade with no objection

But one thing is for sure

You can't do shit without anyone of them not asking what you're doing or where you're going

Will never let you have your own life

You're stuck with these assholes

#tokio hotel georg #gustav tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz imagines #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill

[lnfours]

Cutest blurb🥺

How about Tom made a handmade gift to Y/n like a scrapbook or a jar something like that and Y/n is like 🥺🥺🫶💓💖💖💞🥹

anon, this is so cute 🥺 sorry i'm just now getting to writing your request, i hope you like it!

cleaning out my inbox 💌

tom wasn't the crafty type. everyone who attended the failed paint and wine knew this. he was terrible at art, couldn't even draw a stick figure if he tried.

and beings you were the crafty type, ever since then he was determined to make you something special and 'cute'. he wanted to give you a gift that wasn't store-bought, he wanted something special to give you. something that came from the bottom of his heart.

so he thought of a brilliant idea, a scrapbook.

he had asked his mom for a few pointers beings she had made baby books for him and his brothers when they were younger. she had given him all the tips and tricks he could think of.

he even took notes.

when his mom said that it'd be nice to include things from dates the two of you had went on, his mind immediately went to the keepsake box that you had at the top of your side of the closet, the one where you kept all the photo-booth strips, restaurant receipts, movie and event tickets, everything you could possibly ever think of.

and of course he had asked you if it was okay if he went through the box, wanting to get your approval on what to take and what not to take. you were a little confused as to what he was planning.

"just go through the box and pick," you smiled, "but, can i ask why?"

he grabbed the box from the top shelf before humming back at you as you laid on the bed, "mmm, no reason. just wanna look through. maybe it'd be cute if we put together a collage and hung it up in a picture frame or something."

you furrowed your eyebrows, thankful he couldn't see your confused expression, "yeah, sounds good, babe."

and for the next few nights when you'd wander up to bed to read a few chapters of your book before falling asleep, he'd stay downstairs. in the dimly lit dining room, rummaging through the tickets and photos, picking out how he wanted each page to look. he had even made a special trip to the craft store earlier that morning to pick out stickers, fancy markers and pens, the glue dot runner his mom suggested for the photos and tickets, scrapbook paper, and designed washi tape.

he was excited to get to work. he was even more excited to see your reaction to the finished project.

and after a week and a half, and many 'is this good?' texts to his mom, the scrapbook was completed. just in enough time for your anniversary.

he had ran out and got flowers and your favorite candy to give to you along with his handmade gift. the two of you always kept it simple on your anniversary, beings it was in the middle of valentine's day and his birthday.

when you got home, he was eager to give you your gift. you laughed as he basically ran to you as you opened the door when you got home from work.

"hey," you laughed, "eager to see me?"

"always," he smiled, kissing your forehead sweetly, "come on, i've got a surprise for you."

you didn't even have time to kick off your heels before he was dragging you into the kitchen. he smiled as your eyes landed on the scrapbook, flowers, and candy. immediately 'aww'ing at his gesture.

"aww, tom," you cooed, grabbing the scrapbook from the island, "this is adorable."

the smile never left his face as you flipped through the pages, each page being a different date that the two of you went on. he had made special pages for the tickets you saved to each of the marvel movie premiers you two had gone to together. he even had the pictures he had taken on his phone of the two of you printed out so he could stick them on the spider-man scrapbook paper.

yes, he paid $15 for spider-man scrapbook paper.

the last page of the scrapbook paper was white, lace trimming on the top and bottom. you read the letters over and over again, taking in the detail. there was a diamond ring sticker, along with 4 words in white and black block letters:

'will you marry me?'

you turned to see him on one knee, smiling up at you. you laughed softly, closing the book and putting it back on the island. your vision became blurry the longer you looked at him as he sat on one knee.

"will you marry me, darling?"

you smiled, immediately nodding your head, "do you even have to ask?"

he chuckled, standing as he slipped the ring onto your finger, "is that a yes?"

you leaned up and kissed him, cupping his cheeks in your hands. his cheeks were warm as you took in the smell of his cologne and after shave. it smelled like home.

"a million times yes." you smiled, nose rubbing against his before he leaned back down and kissed you again.

"my fiancée sounds a lot better than girlfriend, huh?" he smiled, brushing a few loose strands of hair away from your face.

"couldn't have said it better myself."

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[dontbesoweirdkira]

PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU MORE OF SAMMY HUHU

A/N: no this totally didn’t take me forever to respond to the ask….this was originally going to be Sam being a lot darker but I decided to give y’all something cute to munch on. Yandere sam being a sweetie pie for ONCE…. Thank you for requesting bb💓🥰

Warnings: FLUFFFFF UR SAFEEEE

Asks: open 24/7

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Sam’s lower body pressed up against your back and he watched you intently through the vanity you were seated at.

You hadn’t even noticed that he’d come home and walked into your room until you had felt his body against yours.

His cold fingers slowly traced up along your exposed arm and around your neck, sending a sharp chill down your spine.

Many worries ran through your poor little head…You never truly know what version of Sam is going to walk through that door and greet you.

By this point you were far too frightened to make any sudden moves, or to speak, you waited until he broke the silence.

“Sorry doll, I kept you waiting longer than usual…”

Was he going to be sweet and charming or an erratic son of a bitch today?

He took a second to pinch the bridge of his nose and let out an exhaustive sigh,

“…Paulie got shitfaced again and I promised Tom that this time I’d get him home and-“

Taking another frustration break he ran his fingers through his thick black, greasy hair before speaking one more…

“-you know what it’s all bullshit. I don’t want to think too much about it. I just really missed you today.”

Still being cautious about your actions , you mustered up a smile and shot it up at him through the vanity mirror.

“I-I’m happy to hear that Sammy. I missed you too, of course.”

A soft hum of approval escaped his mouth as he soaked in your loving words. You could feel both the tension in the air and in his body relax. As much as he would never admit out loud, Sam was just about always desperate for your admiration…nothing in this world could affect him like your love does. Even if it wasn’t real from your end…

“Are you getting ready for bed, y/n?”

He motioned down towards the hairbrush that you were using just moments before he interrupted your nighttime routine.

“Mhmm… I was thinking about just braiding my hair tonight instead of putting it into rollers like I usually do. I have a lot of hair.” You let out a halfhearted laugh

He nodded

You felt the pressure from your back lift as he walked away from you and headed towards the closet.

Curious as to what he was up to, you turned in your seat to face him.

Sam proceeded to take off and hang up his jacket, roll up his dress shirt sleeves, and light a cigarette he had stored in the back of his pocket.

“Sam?”

Winking, he made his way back over to you, and pressed his body up against yours once more.

He took one hand and ruffled your hair a bit, inspecting it in his own strange way. The other removed the cigarette from his mouth and blew the smoke into the air.

“You sure do have a lot of hair sweetheart.”

“Y-yeah I know…I’ll be done with it in a few minutes. I promise I won’t take long before coming to bed.” You looked up at him with a worried expression.

Shaking his head and grabbing the brush out of your hand, he spoke.

“I’m afraid I cannot let you do this by yourself. I kept you waiting all night to go help a friend, I think I owe you something in return.”

In disbelief you let out a chuckle, there’s no way Sam Trapani knew how to do your hair. He nearly dies trying to get his own hair to sit right in the morning.

“Umm respectfully, I think this is out of your skill level. I don’t want a bird’s nest tomorrow.”

Not immediately responding, Sam took a deep puff of his cigarette before leaning down into your ear.

“Why can’t you just shut the fuck up and let me do something nice for ya?”

Still being amused by this, you let out a giggle

“Okay Sammy. I’ll trust you…”

Sam blew the smoke that was trapped into his lungs into your face before giving you a soft peck on the cheek.

“That’s my good girl.”

He began playing with your locks, trying to part it but only tangling it, then using the brush to try to fix it but only making it worse. Definitely turns you away from the mirror so you can’t see what he’s doing once he realizes he’s fucked up.

“How’s it going darling?”

“Your hair has never been so soft and silky, y/n. You’re going to love your new hair when you’re done.”

“Ahh so you don’t mind if I stop by your lunch break with this hair?”

“…”

“….I’ll leave you money on the table tomorrow so you can go to the salon.”

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[sunshinesteviee]

emma's valentine's day sleepover !!

hello lovies!! since valentine's day is just around the corner, i wanted to put something together for everyone! there will be two parts to this sleepover, both starting today! the love letters and fic recs will be posted on feb 14th, but i'll post the blurbs as they're done!

💌 love letters! we're all about spreading love here! send me (anonymously or not!) a short love letter about someone you love. it can be your friend, a mutual, a blog you love, etc. i'll publish it so they can see it on valentine's day!

💓 fic recs! as a part of sending love letters, i want to include a place for people to recommend their favorite fics! send all of your recs in now, as i'd love to compile a list of my favorites as well as yours to publish on valentine's day.

🌹blurbs! i love writing about love, and there's no better time! i'll write for steve harrington, robin buckley, and eddie munson, as well as peter parker (mcu or tasm). you can send in your own idea, or a prompt from one of the lists below, my only request is that it's fluffy (or is smutty or hurt/comfort). you can include any au or trope (we all know dad!au and friends to lovers are my faves, but anything is okay with me!). i will try to get to as many as i can, but i probably won't be able to write EVERYTHING that is sent. list one | list two | list three | |list four | list five

feel free to send any of the above starting now! i'm so excited for this -- mostly to spread love to y'all! sending to so much love to all of you!! i can't express just how happy i am to have found so many great people on here! lots of love <3

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#heheh i'm so excited for this!!! #vday sleepover #sunshinesteviee

[sunsetsandsunshine]

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Last updated: 4/26/2024

Writing requests are: OPEEENN‼️‼️‼️ (Ik— it’s a surprise to me too…) Feel free to drop in writing requests in my inbox 🫶🏾

INTRODUCCIÓN: (っ◔◡◔)っ Greetings, fellow people of the internet! My name is Orchid/Emery (Might change my online Tumblr name/‘s). I’m a black 15 year old, who is a Switch, a fan-fiction writer and an artist ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ But let’s get a couple things out of the way first…if you are the following please DNI: ~ A Kink blog/NSFW ~ Racist ~ MAP/Pedophile ~ Homophibic ~ Albiest ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆╰(*´︶`*)╯☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ ♥︎　My DM’s are always open. And I mean ALWAYS OPEN. I’m all eyes and ears, I love to get messages from people! Just don’t be weird… ✿ I like sending/receiving tickle teases and stuff like that but ONLY ME AND MY BESTIES DO THAT. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE AMIGAS/AMIGOS 💞💕✨💓💗💞♥︎　I also do tickle roleplay (BUT AGAIN— ONLY WITH MY CLOSE FRIENDS!!!)✿ I have AuDHD (ADHD + Autism) so if I ramble or not answer you for a while just plz be paitent :> ♥︎ Do not spam like my posts/reblogs if you have a bot PFP or we aren’t mutuals. I will block you.

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[melis-writes]

hi melis, i just wanted to tell you how much i’ve been enjoying your works, i finished reading moth to flame l and ll recently and i cannot wait for the next chapters and i’ve also started the other woman woman and mafia wife (which might be my favourite even if i’ve only read the 1st chapter🤭), i just felt the need to tell you how much i love your work it truly brings me joy, you’re an incredibly talented writer, i really appreciate the time and effort you put into your work. This is just a thank you message, your works make me so happy. (i think i might start sending requests if that’s okay). I was also wondering if you’re thinking about writing anything for tom hagen, because i saw on the list of characters that you write for. Again thank you SOO much melis❤️❤️.

Oh my goodness, thank you SO much!! 😍💓 I had the biggest smile on my face reading this, you've no idea. 😭 Thank you for all of your love, support and kind words. I'm forever appreciative. 🥹 All of the variety of fics for you!! I'm so glad they entertain you and that you love them! Ultimate serotonin boost for me right here. ✨

You can send me as many requests as your heart desires! Although I'm not working on out-of-fic requests at the moment, I'll still keep them for when I do get back to writing prompts and other things for sure. ❤️

I am planning on doing a fluff/romance Tom x Reader oneshot in the future! He's the consigliere of our hearts of course, and I love writing Tom in-fic too. 🥹

No need to thank me, I should be the one thanking you!! ❤️❤️❤️

#moth to flame fic

[assortedseaglass]

The app glitched out and idk if the ask got sent or not... :')

Aanywayyyys! Regarding the Requests, i was thinking very generally and vaguely about either Billy and Ida or Bess and Tom, something about how the romance started? As in... How the soft feelings and affection built up during their teenage years, the pining, the mutual comfort from one another, just spending time together every day being friendly?

Just... I want the sweet teenage romance fluff ya know? The deep friendship, the love that they have for one another when we meet them and how it started.

And also like.. anything you could ever write for Billy and Ida I'm game even if it's just them reading shampoo labels while grocery shopping.

I'm here for it!!! 💚💙💜💓🧡

Hello hello! I'm going to post the first chapter of Borne and Bound, then you're up honey!! 🥰

#ewan mitchell #tom bennett #billy washington

[xtom-darling-x17]

hello lovely! my name is Kaylani and i’m requesting a mood board for tom 💓 thank you!!

Beautiful Angel - @kissholland

Hi kaylani

Thank you so much for participating in this Event! I hope you enjoy and love this mood board and plot, which I had such a good time making! The mood board and plot, is An idea of an Adventure Aesthetic discovering new secrets and adventurous paths! I did two versions with pictures you gave me and another with all pictures of Tom’s character, Nathan Drake. 🥰

There are many luscious secrets in the world, many that can’t be found! Tom sails across the many seas, deep and low. Not only liking the secrets of the world but with it comes many adventures too. In the forest crossing a wooden, wobbly bridge over beautiful clear water Tom appears in a ship wreck cave, full of jewellery and secrets. Water dripping off him, he opens his month wide in shock to see this, in all of it’s glory. He has come far with clues, letters and keys to unlock this treasured adventure to him, it has been a rollercoaster. He climbs up the stair way of the ship to explore deeper, out of the corner of his eye he stops in his tracks to see a mermaid! he furrows his eyebrows coming closer out of curiosity. He knew of mermaids because he has seen secret notes about them, how they could be real. Your home is good and safe as not any humans in site so far over the last few years. You was endangered, where you live before moving to a safer location, yourself much more happier and free in this ship wreck cave full of fresh, blue water. You see a handsome, lean man appear from the cave, you smile sensing that he is not a threat, just curious. Swimming closer where you saw him go to get his attention. Tom comes down to the water, kneeling to you as you lay into the water, smiling. His breath hitches as he feels you stroke his brown curls, with your small, soft hand. ‘So your a mermaid darling,’ Tom asks, couldn’t believe his eyes, as he is bliss with you touching him. ‘Yes, I’m Y/N you are?’ You giggle. Splashing your tail to get him more wet, ‘I’m Tom, I like to explore and go on adventures,’ He laughs as water hit him. ‘Well don’t worry Tom I’m a friendly mermaid, swim with me,’ you intertwine his hands with you. You guide him into the water  ‘your gorgeous, darling,’ ‘And you are very handsome, Tommy,’ kissing him into a blissful kiss. You and Tom fall into a beautiful relationship together.

Please tell me what you think? I appreciate all your support and feedback, loves Thank you so much! 😇🥰

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[starkjoy]

That’s okay, thank you for writing such an amazing fic in the first place! Take your time ❤️ I’m excited but this is a good exercise for my patience haha take care 💓💓

Thanks so much! Below is a WIP snippet sneak peek to tide you over. (And for anyone who hasn't caught up yet, you can read the first three chapters here)!

Tom clears his throat. “Anyway, you were great,” he says before Greg can expose him further, pivoting back to a lighthearted spirit, favoring his giddiness over his melancholy. “Almost had me fooled,” he adds with an awkward chuckle. 

Greg’s expression falters momentarily before he spreads his smile further. “You were convincing too, man.”

“Well, our performances certainly won over the Academy. Speaking of, can you believe Connor made an appearance?”

“I know, man! Shocking!”

“Not ideal that we’re homeless, though,” he adds, hoping his tone provides levity to their otherwise difficult position.

The taller man blows air from his lungs. “Big time.” 

“Whatever, Greg. Once I lock in your promotion, you’ll be able to afford nicer than Kendall’s hammy downs anyway. Fuck that place!”

“Yeah, fuck that place! I mean, it was nice. But uh, now that I think about it, I always thought the countertops were perhaps not crafted to the utmost quality? Like, one time I spilled coffee everywhere and I swear you can still see the stain.”

“Mm.”

“What about you? I mean, you own your apartment with Shiv, right? Maybe we can flex the blackmail a bit harder, strong-arm her to drop that end of the bargain—”

Tom extends a calming hand. “No, no, Greg. Best not push our luck right now.” He sighs, slips his hand into his slack pocket. As much as losing his apartment daunts him, it’s hardly the first time the possibility has crossed his mind. He pushed his wife down the stairs—it was only a matter of time before her ghost appeared, exiling him from her halls to haunt them in peace.

“I’ll figure it out later,” he continues casually. “For now, I guess I'll pack whatever the fuck I can fit in my suitcases and wheel them back here like a bohemian vagabond.”

Greg blinks. He points a finger to the floor. “Here?”

“We already paid for the night, why waste the booking? We’ll extend our stay a few days until we find our footing.” Tom swallows, warm. “Unless you’d rather us find another hotel? Midtown’s not ideal long-term, obviously, but—”

“No, no,” Greg interrupts.“This is nice. It’s just, to confirm, it’s cool if I stay here too?” 

Tom cocks his head. “What, Greg, you think I’d let you rot on the streets? Did you forget everything I promised you an hour ago? Did my magical hands massage away the memory?”

“No, but I wasn’t sure if you were gonna make me stay in another room or something.”

Tom pushes at Greg’s shoulder, playful. “Of course you’re staying here too, asshole.” 

“Cool,” Greg says, cheeks rosier than before. “We’re safer together, anyway, right? Like, if Ken were to discover we’re already separate bedding, that would weaken our story. Can’t have trouble in paradise!”

“Right!” Tom doesn’t remind Greg that they’d booked a suite with only one bedroom and that one of them would be relegated to the pull out couch—that’s the least of their worries right now. “Exactly!”

“And might be quicker if we packed together? We could go to mine first, then yours after? If you’re amenable?” 

Tom thinks it would be quicker if they split up and packed independently, but he doesn’t have the heart to decline Greg’s thinly-veiled request for help. Plus, he doesn’t want to be alone while he stows his whole life into luggage, anyway. 

Tom chuckles. “Sure, silly string bean, we can pack together.” 

Greg smiles back, nose scrunched a bit at the affectionate moniker. “Shall we head out then, um…sweet…potato?” He cringes.

“The fuck, Greg,” Tom snorts, teasing instead of admitting he finds sweet potato fucking adorable.“That’s terrible. God deliver whomever you actually date.” 

The younger man rolls his eyes, toothy grin peeking from his smirk. “I don’t know! I tried. You’re so weird, man.” 

“You’re weird, asshole.”

“You’re weirder.”

“Go get your things, will you? I’ll call us a car.” 

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[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

Ok…. I know you said we don’t have to be embarrassed, but this is kind of a silly one. Would you please write meeting and dating headcanons for Tom Roberts from rock n roll high school (1979)?

Tom Roberts is a completely valid crush and I think I love him just as much as you do so thank you for requesting this. 💓

But also, speaking of embarrassing crushes: the police officer from munchies is one of my newest lol. 

[jahayla-parker]

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I know I’ve been a bit MIA, I just got done with moving and doing “spring” (we’ll blame my adhd for it being done in the wrong season lmao) cleaning. 🫧

Not to mention work had been horrible so I’m exhausted lol🥺

But I want to get back to writing so requests are open. I have a couple in there I’m doing but since the Nathan Drake series is canceled (see earlier posts/talk to me about why if you want more info) I have more time for fics. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Can be a blurb/what if (bullet points on how xxx with xxx would go [ex: reader is plus size and dating Tom]), fic idea, smau request, etc. ✍️

All characters and people (from my list- see navigation/pinned post for this) are open but tbh I’m really feeling Sam, Haz, Tom, & Peter right now so those would probably be done first given I’m in that mood 😂

Not sure anyone will see this but 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’ll leave requests open for a bit but once I hit 10 requests or the 5th (whichever comes first) I’m going to close them for a bit.

Also, getting close to 100 followers and a sleepover event when we get there!💝

P.s. you can also come and talk to me -on or off anon- about anything anytime, I would love it 🗣💓

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[tkaulitzlvr]

can you make a tom!sub? also i am INLOVE with all your writings💓💓

i was thinking if you could write tom being submissive and the (female) reader not letting him finish untill she says so?also if the story could contain some stuff like handcuffs and you know you know... ( only if your comfortable! )

thank you again and no rush! take your time💓

PLEASE - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: after tom loses a bet that the two of you had made, as promised he has to face his consequence - which involves the roles you usually have in bed completely reversing for the first time.

content: smut

a/n: sub tom has been requested soooo much on my account and honestly i’ve avoided it cause in my eyes he’s like the most obvious dom and that’s all i see him as…but him as a sub is just as hot so i finally decided to write it - i hope it lives up to ur expectations🙏

my eyes light up when i watch tom look down with a cheesy grin plastered on his face, no longer able to hold eye contact after i had blown him a kiss and winked from behind the barrier. i can just about distinguish his features from the dull flashing lights of the venue, and most importantly, the way his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. i made him blush. the bet which, in any other circumstance would be completely ridiculous, had never meant so much until now. the whole idea is somewhat stupid, tom deciding that it would be fun to see who could make the other blush first - clearly under the impression that he would win. the reward, though not explicitly discussed, is the thing that excites me the most, the endless possibilities from the vague prize of ‘getting whatever you want from the other person’ too good to pass up.

and by the way tom shoots me a quick glance, a defeated smile tugging on his lips, he knows that he has lost too. he shakes his head and mutters something under his breath - not that i can hear it, the speakers blasting out the band’s music paired with psychotic fans’ screams stop me from hearing even what the person next to me is saying. his fingers resume their fast-paced strumming on the guitar splayed across his lap, eyes occasionally darting in my direction until he stands on the stage above me, in line with the rest of his band.

“thank you so much for coming tonight paris. we love you all and hope to see you again soon, goodbye!” bill’s voice is followed by thousands of high-pitched screams, the irritating sound only seeming to get louder when tom snatches the microphone from his brother, shouting ‘thankyou’ to the crowd in his thick german accent.

i make my way to the backstage area whilst tom and the rest of the band say goodbye to the fans, throwing drum sticks and guitar picks into the crowd as they would after every show. i flop down onto one of the couches, the loud screaming still not slowing down as i wait for tom to exit the stage, knowing that he won’t be thrilled after losing the bet he was so eager to initiate.

“you did so good baby, i’m so proud of you!” i smile widely when tom walks through the door, standing up from the sofa and engulfing him in a tight hug, burying my head into his shoulder. he smiles weakly, planting a soft kiss into my hair and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“thank you schatz.” he mumbles, his voice somewhat sad despite the wide smiles that remain etched on the rest of his band members faces - the show they have just performed being one of their best so far, practically flawless. tom pulls away and moves to sit on the couch behind me, sighing frustratedly and spreading his body across it. i don’t need to ask why he is so upset - not only because the reason is totally obvious, but he decides to express his annoyance himself.

“i can’t believe you won.” he groans, tilting his head back and letting it rest against the back of the couch. he gives me a small smile, not intending to seem mad with me, instead he seems annoyed with himself. he opens his arms out, gesturing for me to join him on the couch. i move over, sitting beside him as he wraps an arm around me.

“have you thought of anything yet? for your reward, i mean.” the pads of his fingertips run along my arm, his chin resting on my head as i smile slowly, knowing the answer to his question the second he had asked it - hell, i had known exactly what i would do if i won the second he proposed the bet.

“i think i have something in mind.”

“you want to be in control?” his face displays a mix of confusion and interest, his eyebrows raised, slight smirk on his lips. i nod my head, moving closer forward as i already straddle his lap with my hair disheveled and lips swollen - tom having initiated something the second we had entered the hotel room. things didn’t turn out the way he had expected though, my hand resting firmly on his chest when he had attempted to climb on top, as he did every other time.

he tilts his head to the side, seeing that i am completely serious about this. his hands find my waist, fingers threading through the loops in my jeans as he grinds my hips over his already prominent erection. i shake my head when he tries to manoeuvre my hips again, placing my hands over his and stopping his movements entirely. his eyes widen, body stuck in place as he seems startled by my sudden change in attitude, knowing that usually i would be underneath him in this moment. he shifts around a little, squirming beneath me and sitting up slightly, his back now resting against the headboard as my legs are wrapped around his waist.

“stay still.” i rest my hands flat against his chest, watching as his mouth falls open a little, lips parted as he looks up at me, his gaze bordering desperate as i can tell that he wants me to do something, though he doesn’t know how to say it.

i shift my hips to get closer to him, a low groan leaving his lips in the process, soon cut off when i press my lips to his own, his noises muffled into my mouth. and when i begin to grind against him at a more consistent pace, his ability to kiss back seems to diminish by the second, his breath hitching in his throat. i pull away, watching as his face falls in disappointment, clearly wanting more than just a kiss. and i plan on giving him that, as long as he uses his words, just as he tells me to.

though words can wait for now, my actions taking control as i reach forward, my hands finding the hem of his t-shirt as i lift the material upward and off of his frame, revealing his toned upper half. i throw it to the floor somewhere, returning my attention to tom as his hands reach out, attempting to pull my own small crop top off. he doesn’t get far though, his hands roughly returned to his side as i shake my head.

“no touching. not unless i say so.” he seems to understand that he has next to no control right now, that he can do nothing but wait on me, and i can tell that it irritates him, a low groan sounding from his lips. my eyes never tear away from his own, watching the way he stares intently at my cleavage, eyes drinking it all in as i lift my top over my head, revealing the small lace bra holding my breasts in place. his tongue comes out to flick the small metal piercing that rests on his bottom lip, eyes quickly darkening.

“fuck baby…let me touch you- please.” his voice is barely above a whisper, bordering between frustrated and desperate, both causing him to go next to insane as i deprive him of the one thing he relies on to show affection - touch. he begins to squirm beneath me, attempting to create some sort of friction between us, his hips moving up and down along my clothed heat.

“sit still or you won’t get to touch me at all. you have to be patient.” i scold, watching as he nods his head, his movements soon slowing, cut off by his breath hitching in his throat when my hands make contact with the small metal button of his jeans, undoing it slowly. his eyes stay locked on my fingers, watching as i tug the zipper down, showing no resistance and instead bucking his hips upward and allowing me to slide the denim off of his body when i tug it downward, the material pooling at his feet. i quickly slip out of my mini-skirt, our underwear now the only thing separating us, and i can tell that it drives him crazy.

his chest rises up and down, a thin coat of sweat lining his forehead as his entire body jolts with even the slightest of movements, desperate whines leaving his lips when my hands finally palm him through his boxers, the first bit of attention i give towards the place where he craves it most.

“fuck…oh god, oh my god.” his head falls backward, teeth sinking into his bottom lip when i run the palm of my hand up and down his length, still separated by the thin fabric of his boxers. his erection seems to get more and more painful with each second, every gentle touch i press to his clothed dick generating more sounds from his parted lips - small whines soon turning to loud groans, to the point where he can’t handle it any longer.

“please schatz…do something…need it so bad-shit!” his eyes squeeze shut, wincing slightly when i touch his tip through his boxers, this area more sensitive than the rest of him. despite his pleas, i decide to go that little bit further, knowing how crazy it will drive him.

“what do you want me to do tom?” my voice is low, crossing the line between innocent and seductive, creating a sickly mix of the two that seems to drive him crazy. my head moves downward, lips directly against his ear as i take his lobe in my mouth, biting it lightly before releasing it, feeling the way his whole body shivers below me. my lips make contact with his neck, placing slow kisses, just enough to tease him a little more. “you have to tell me what you want baby.”

“you want my hands?” i whisper into his ear, my hand trailing to palm him once again, yet another groan falling from his lips. “or my mouth, maybe?” i take the skin of his neck between my teeth, sucking slowly before letting it go, my tongue running over it momentarily. he stays quiet, his breathing heavy and body becoming more restless.

“or…” i add, pausing for a few seconds, buying time to leave him guessing, pulling back to study his face, the sight enough to resemble heaven on earth - or at least something pretty damn close to it. his eyes are half-lidded, eyebrows furrowed slightly, tongue poking out of his mouth. he watches me intently, eyes fixed on my hand as it moves to grab his own, trailing downward to my clothed heat, placing it flat against my panties. “do you want this?”

he nods his head rapidly, fingers trying to pull the lace from my lower half, not getting far as i pull them back, leaving him even more desperate than he was seconds ago.

“need to be inside you.” he whines, sighing under his breath and adjusting himself once again, thrusting his hips ever so slightly in the hopes that he will feel any contact, even if it is only for a second. but when i smile weakly above him, sitting up a little and reaching for my panties, his eyes visibly light up, thrilled by the possibility of finally getting what he wants. i step out of my underwear, fingers finding the clasp of my bra and removing it from my frame. tom’s eyes scan my body hungrily, starting at my now exposed breasts, moving down to my lower half. his hands reach outward, making contact with my waist as he pulls me closer to him. i let him this time, watching the way relief takes over his expression from being granted the simple permission of touching my body.

the pads of his fingertips trail upward, moving along my stomach, just about to touch my breasts before i stop him, much to his frustration.

“please baby…can’t take it- need you so bad, need to touch you…” he is practically begging at this point, his body tired and sweaty beneath me, desperate for any sort of relief.

“wait.” i state simply, showing him no sympathy, though my actions seem to act as some consolation as my hands make contact with the waistband of his boxers, fingers dipping underneath them teasingly. his breath catches in his throat, breathing becoming even more erratic as i get closer and closer to giving him what he wants, before tearing away his hope and moving my fingers almost completely away. i tug on the waistband, slipping my fingers in once again, inching closer to his dick, the presence of his boxers frustrating to him as i can only do so much with them there. my hand finds his length as i run a single finger down it, a loud moan pouring from tom’s lips as his head falls backward. i struggle to fit another finger into his boxers, the fabric restricting my movements too much - and it drives him insane.

“fuck schatz…take ‘em off, please…just take them off.” he whines loudly, groaning when i slip my hand out of his boxers, only to tug them down ever so slowly, almost too slowly for tom as he bucks his hips slightly. his dick springs free, hitting his lower abdomen and god, the sight is enough to make me cum on the spot. it is almost painfully hard, the veins within it more prominent than ever, the tip red as pre-cum spills out of it. i almost pity him, watching how he grunts at the slight touch of my fingers wrapping their way around the base.

he hisses when i pump him a few times, my thumb moving to swirl around his tip, his mouth falling open whenever i apply pressure. i don’t give him too much, though, nothing that brings him anywhere close to his release, just enough to show him what he can receive, and he craves for more.

“please just sit on it, please schatz…i can’t, want you so bad- fuck!” he attempts to bring one hand to his hard dick, stroking it once before i pull him away roughly, swatting his hand and placing it by his side.

“what did i say, hm? you have to listen to me to get what you want.” all he can do is nod his head, far too focused on my actions as i speak his eyes glued to my heat as i begin to move forward, lifting my hips upward so that his tip is aligned directly with my entrance. my hands place themselves on his shoulders, maintaining a firm hold before slowly sliding downward, taking just the tip inside of me. he whines loudly, hands flying to rest on my waist, his fingers already digging into the skin, bound to leave marks.

i lift my hips upward after a few seconds, his tip sliding out of me as he whines in frustration, desperate for something, anything, besides from being teased like this. he knows that there is no point in trying to do anything himself - realising that i will just stop him. instead, he watches impatiently as i shift my hips downward again, taking a little more inside me than i did last time. i moan quietly at the sensation, his dick slowly stretching me out as i stop when he is around halfway.

his eyes are now completely closed, squeezing shut as his mouth is now wide open, chest rising and falling at a fast pace, clearly far too lost in pleasure from my minimal acts to think about anything else.

“tell me what you want baby.” my voice is more forgiving this time, lacking the harsh tone it had when i scolded him all those times. now he knows better than to initiate anything, his eyes slowly opening when he registers what i say.

“keep going.” he pleads, his hands trailing to my hips, squeezing the flesh roughly. he clears his throat, though his ability to sound even a little bit composed is long gone, and he knows it too, soon realising when he opens his mouth to speak again, his voice low and whiny. “take all of me, please baby…”

i lean my face closer to his own, lips ghosting over the corner of his mouth. “open your eyes…watch me.” i smile when his eyes flutter open, dark and tired, their gaze flickering to watch where we are connected, struggling to stay open when his dick begins to slowly disappear inside of me, inch my inch.

“oh god-fuck…feels so good…” i haven’t even moved yet, staying sat completely on top of him, not circling my hips and instead adjusting to his size, my walls stretched out as i wait for the pain to turn to pleasure. it doesn’t matter that i haven’t done anything yet, not to tom, anyway. the evident euphoria on his face tells me enough, the continuous teasing i had put him through meaning that literally anything is enough to leave him a moaning mess.

and when i begin to circle my hips, grinding them over his pelvis, the noises that sound from his parted lips become louder and more inaudible, once clear attempts to say my name now barely understandable, lost in the whines that take over any speech. his body shines with a thick layer of sweat, highlighting each defined muscle from beneath me as they contract with each harsh squeeze of my hips. i lift them up, almost all the way off of tom’s dick, before slamming back onto it, soft curses spilling from his lips when i repeat my motions, soon finding a fast rhythm. somehow his hands don’t leave my waist, taking advantage of how i allow them to rest there, afraid that i will tear them away if he decides to move them anywhere else. but i see the way his eyes are fixated on my breasts, fighting the urge to close them purely so he can watch the way they bounce up and down with each movement of my hips. there are times when he jerks his hand upward, seeming to hesitate and return it to its position on my waist, though it doesn’t take long for the urge to become too strong.

“let me touch them liebe…please- just wanna touch them.” a string of pleas follow his request, his voice returning to a low whisper as he awaits my response, his head falling backward when i angle my hips a certain way, his tip brushing directly against my g-spot. i moan loudly at the feeling, eyes rolling to the back of my head as i repeat my movement, his tip drilling against it repeatedly. i am far too lost in pleasure to refuse his ask, nodding my head and mumbling a quick and almost inaudible “go ahead baby”.

and he wastes no time, his hands rushing to cup my breasts, his thumbs running over the hardened nipples as he lets out a satisfied groan. he squeezes the flesh harshly, mesmerised by the feeling as the movements of his hands become more feverish, his need seeming to increase as he moves his head forward, allowing his lips to make contact with them. he places rough and open-mouthed kisses onto the flesh, kneading what isn’t in his mouth, sucking on my breast for a few seconds before running his tongue over the skin, his lips leaving a trail of purple marks scattered across my chest.

“i’m so close…please don’t stop baby- fuck, don’t stop- please!” his voice vibrates against my breast as he continues to kiss the skin, often cut off momentarily by a loud groan whenever i clench around him. and i can tell that he means it, his dick twitching inside of me every few seconds, the frequency of his moans increasing with each movement of my hips.

“you’re not cumming yet.” i state through breathy moans, circling my hips and digging my hails into his shoulders. he whines in response, pulling his head away from my breast to look upward at me. “hold it, you have to wait for me, mhm?”

“can’t baby- i can’t…fuck- it hurts so bad…” if i weren’t to desperate to chase my own release, i would probably pity him and let him cum out of sympathy, though now all i can focus on is finding my own climax, my bounces becoming more sloppy and feverish, craving nothing more than to release the knot in my stomach that begins to build.

“yes you can.” i breathe out, taking my hands and pressing them to the back of his head, bringing his lips closer to my breasts and moaning when his tongue swipes across my nipple. “you can cum when i say so.”

the knot in my stomach becomes more noticeable, my free hand moving downward to rub soft circles on my clit, my head falling backward at the overwhelming pleasure, knowing that it won’t be long until i get to my release. i don’t tell tom that, though, watching intently as he can no longer plant firm kisses to my breasts, instead he falls backward to rest his upper half against the headboard, soft and frequent curses pouring from his lips as he holds back his release, the task becoming harder and harder for him as each second passes.

my own head falls backward, eyes rolling back as i finally let go, feeling my release wash over me. i clutch onto tom’s back for support, rocking my hips back and forth slowly as i ride out my high, still aware that tom hasn’t come yet. and i can tell that he can’t hold on much longer.

“please baby…please let me cum- it hurts so bad schatz, shit!” tears begin to roll down his cheeks, soft whines spilling from his lips far more often than before. the slow roll of my hips on his dick doesn’t help - the angle allowing him to hit the deepest spots inside of me, my walls unconsciously clenching around him when the pleasure gets too much. “need it so bad baby, just wanna cum, please…”

my lips collide with his softly as he still tries to kiss back, the taste of tears on his mouth as i move against him slowly. “c’mon, cum baby…” he sighs loudly once he registers that he has my permission, no longer able to kiss back as his head falls backwards, eyes squeezing shut and eyebrows furrowing, loud and elongated groans elicited from his lips as i feel his hot cum shoot into me, coating my walls as i ride out his high.

“shitshitshit…oh my fucking god!” he begins to lazily thrust upward into me, anything to increase the pleasure he already feels, his movements somehow matching mine as he moans into my mouth, his hands glued to my hips. his nails dig into the skin, leaving harsh marks there. eventually, both our movements slow down, tom’s body trembling as it lays against the headboard, his breathing fast and heavy. i collapse on top of him, his dick still inside of me as i rest my head on his chest. he rubs my back up and down, fingers tracing random patterns there.

“fuck me.” he mumbles into the now silent room, my head whipping upward to look at him, his fucked out expression enough to leave me mesmerised, taking in every feature on his face - the way his eyes struggle to stay open, slight wrinkles on his forehead from his furrowed brows, his lips remaining slightly parted, he somehow looks perfect. “you need to be on top more baby, that’s the best sex we’ve had.”

his hand tiredly reaches to cup my cheek, drawing my face nearer to his as he connects our lips. the kiss is lazy and sloppy, still filled with passion as i press my lips firmly onto his own. he pecks them a few more times before pulling away, standing up and pulling me toward the bathroom to clean up.

requests are open! keep sending them in!!

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[mlmxreader]

Hello, my dear! NEVER apologize for taking time to get through the asks!! Like I said, I'm very patient and I'd rather you look after yourself first, the requests come second, ALWAYS 💕. And I hope you're doing alright and that your animals are well 🖤. I'm glad that writing is able to provide you with a much needed distraction, hopefully the muse stays with you and continues to provide a reprieve. (As always, let me know if you would like requests, and I would be more than happy to send some in 🥰)

I'm not gonna lie, my brain has been so scattered lately that I cannot remember which was the last request I replied to 😓 um so apologies for that. So if you don't mind, I'm just going to start with Power Cut and work from there. If I missed others, I'm so sorry, just know that I honestly do love everything you write for the Tom Hardy characters and that I am forever grateful to you 🙏🏽. Also, some of these may be short replies but I love them all equally, I'm just a little laggy (is that a word?!) lagging at the moment (I'm so sorry!!) but I really don't want to leave you hanging for all the tremendous work you put into these so here we are.

×Power Cut×

[...] a lot of things just weren't the same when they weren't handled by you. But he couldn't bring himself to admit it, even when you pressed the mug into his hand and smiled so warmly at him. He never really felt home anywhere, but your smile always brought him there.

🥹🥹🥹

I'm sorry? Hello, cuteness overload? Yes. They make him feel like he's being rough home? ROBERT SAGINOWSKI!!!! And they cuddled in the bed 😫🫠🥰 and he's adding that to the things that wouldn't feel right if it wasn’t with them? What an unbelievably sweet and wholesome piece!!! I'm freaking gushing over here. It's beautiful!!

×Overworked×

The scent of your cologne confirmed it all immediately. He was real. Everything around him was real. It wasn't some dream. He relaxed a little, until your voice came out slightly muffled and distorted to his ears.

😟 My sweet baby Eames! My darling no!! Cobb you bastard! But I love that he has reader and that they atleast provide him with some form of grounding. The detail you put about Eames being able to discern (a little, at least) that he is in fact real when he feels them close, feels their presence, their scent just beautifully illustrates that point. I really do hope this poor man is able to find someone he can talk to that may be able to help him.

At least you knew that he wouldn't be treated like shit for going through something that seemed to be pulling apart the seams of his brain, picking away at the stitches and snapping the knots. At least you knew that he was somewhere he was loved.

😫😭😭😭😭 fuck. Let me give him a hug.

×Dream a Little Dream of Me×

My love, my life

🫠🫠🫠

Grabbing the chain around your neck, you gave it a firm tug to release the pendant from beneath your shirt; a sharp wolf's tooth, wrapped in strong metal and hanging from the chain. "Always. Do you have the chip?"

Eames patted his breast pocket. "Always."

Listen, listen... y'all are flipping cute as hell.

You nodded, holding onto him tightly as you sighed and closed your eyes. "I've missed you, y'know. Nowhere feels like home without you."

🥹🥰🥰🥰

The comment about the sides, hehehe! Listen, babe, we'll push it and you'll fold because you love us so 💕.

×Appointments×

"I won't," Bane hummed. "I'll be there every second of every day if that's what you want, little one."

Supportive and caring Bane..... yeah, he also has my heart 💓. Poor reader though! Honey, you did absolutely nothing wrong and quite honestly, I don't think you could do anything that would make him love you an less. But they'll have Bane there and hopefully they'll be able to get the help they need.

×Auguries of Innocence×

Bane quoting a poem to reader has me swooning. Big bear man, speaking ever so softly, lilting the sweet and soft sounds of prose... like damn. Holy shit, damn. That in and of itself is art.

You couldn't help but to laugh. A pink outline had formed around the contours of his mask. You made him blush; so long being together and you could still make him blush.

Ehehe! We made him blush!!! My darling, are you okay? Do you need some air?

Okay. For this one, I had to actually search this up because I was not familiar with either the poem nor the poet but let me tell you.... their prose is so fascinating! Thought provoking and it really hits you with some of these lines like:

He who replies to words of Doubt

Doth put the Light of Knowledge out

[...]

He who Doubts from what he sees

Will neer Believe do what you Please 

If the Sun & Moon should Doubt 

Theyd immediately Go out 

To be in a Passion you Good may Do 

But no Good if a Passion is in you

🤯, and also, I feel like I'm being called out right now😂!

The poem recited by Bane is: Song: Memory Hither Come by William Blake

And Robin Red Breast is a reference from Blake's poem: Auguries of Innocence

(I think I got all the references 🤔)

And yes, I will definitely be checking out more of their work, thank you very much for bringing it to my attention!

And now onto the works concerning my BELOVED!!!! (I love them all but only ONE of them rules my heart and that is Alfie Fucking Solomons)

×One Look×

Okay first, I freaking love the warnings you put for this chapter 😂. Yes thank you for letting me know that this would concern a very possessive bear man!

Did he appreciate you at all?

Umm. Of fucking course. Why the hell else would we be so fiercely loyal to this man. I also love that Alfie made sure that his s/o would now exactly how to take someone out if they even thought to touch them. Like fuck 😳😳 that's hot.

Luca fully ogling reader, scripting verse in his head about their beauty...

👀👀👀 My sir, how have you not been cut down by Alfie already?!?!? Like the man can see exactly what you are doing with that gaze of yours. But I love it, because being the man of actions that he is, Alfie will SHOW him, yeah, he'll show Mr. Changretta that in this house we only see, breathe, and live Alfie Solomons.

"My partner," Alfie barked out. "You touch even a fuckin' hair on their head - I will cut you down."

HAHAHAHA. YOU'RE KILLING ME! HOLY FUCKING SHIT 🙃🫠🥵 MY BLOODY WORDS!!! HI BABE. FUCKIN' HI BABE. OMG!!!!! Fuck.... I'm sorry but Alfie.... that's fucking hot. That kiss, ohhhohohiiiiiooo, I'm dead. Fucking obliterated. I hope you know that, you've bloody killed me. In the wise words of A. Solomons: fuck me. And also FUCK ME.

×I Want You to Stay×

You would snuggle into his side - always denying it the morning after - and he would hold you [...] and Alfie would feel you fall asleep almost instantly while he smiled and, for a moment, watched you sleep.

JSLSKSBFJKSKXBDKSJXBSLSJXHS!!!!! What I would give to be snuggled up to that little shit of a bear man....

Alfie groaned, daring to open one eye. He grinned. "You were watchin' me sleep."

Cheeky bloody bastard! We fucking love him!!!

"Fuck off, I was not," you huffed. "I was just making sure that you were still breathing… unfortunately you are."

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I'm a broken record but I don't care, I BLOODY LOVE THEM!! THEY HAVE MY WHOLE ASS HEART!

"I fucking hate you," you muttered, your gaze going to his lips. You swallowed thickly, unable to stop yourself, your body acting quicker than your mind as you closed the distance.

FUCK ME! YES, FINALLY!!!!! Oh my and the kiss was so soft and tender and the little "Please, give us another kiss, please." Oh lords. Oh gods. Holy fucking shit. Oh my words. Hahah🙃😳🫣🫠😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰. I imagine he whimpered a little too and I'm..... I'm totally fine 🙂...

Okay, but when I tell you that I desperately needed Alfie for like this whole month, I'm not even exaggerating. My sweet murder bear!!! And for it to be the Feisty pairing ... come here, I know you don't like hugs, that's why I'm giving you several virtual ones 🫂 🫂 🫂 🫂. I absolutely adored how you had their relationship being build up from the small aspects (reader ensuring the puzzles were in place for Alfie when he got there) to Cyril, and the little dinner dates (cause that's what they were). I just love, love, loved it oh so very much!!!

Like literally, not gonna lie, if you're up for it, at this rate, my requests for Alfie may end up building an entire series around this, and some of your other Alfie pairings (AKA, the pairing where Alfie gets jealous of Cyril, definitely the My Lieutenant, maybe the Shock Troop pairing) bevause I literally CANNOT get enough of them!! I've gone feral with your Alfie writing, if you couldn't tell from before (but obviously creative liberties are always with you, if the pairing doesn't work out with the prompt, don't sweat it 💙) but yeah, i love the breath you give to the character of Alfie as well as the reader. Seriously, you are an actual gem, never forget that.

As always, I loved, loved, loved each of these so very much!!! Cannot express how grateful I am that you continue to write them, they are literally everything! Never fails to put a smile on my face. Thank you again and I saw your requests were up, so expect me on those soon, my darling! Probably tomorrow I'll have some time to gather up a list and spam you but until then, much love, stay safe, stay as well as you can be and I'll talk to you soon, my lovely writer! (Sorry for this ask turning into a miles long essay 😅)

🖤🖤🖤

🐍anon

hi!!!! thank you 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 genuinely, thank you for being so patient and understanding 🫶🏻 I'm doing as well as I can be, tbh, there's been developments but I'm not at liberty to discuss anything rn bc idk if it's gonna last, tbh. but hopefully if it DOESN'T, then I can update everyone on what's going on bc it's a lot and I'm tired bc I've been working as much as possible in order to get money 😭 writing is VERY MUCH proving to be a useful distraction from most of the shit going on rn ngl, so I'm thankful for what I can get. so you can always send more if you want to tbh.

I'm p sure the last one you read was the one before Power Cut, I THINK!!! I'm not 100% sure tho 😅 but the good news is that I updated my masterlists so if you want to, you can go through and see what takes your fancy!!!

Power Cut

THEY'RE SO CUTE TOGETHER 😭😭😭 Bob is literally so head over heels it's SICKENING, but reader feels the same so he's fine dhgkskfks they're happy, bless em.

Overworked

Cobb fucked up this time, massively. Eames is always so confident (bordering on cocky), and now he's second guessing almost everything except for the ONE THING that's always given him a reality check. reader is aware how people who experience dissociation can be treated and is gonna make DAMN SURE that Eames doesn't go through that.

Dream a Little Dream of Me

THEY KNOW EACH OTHER'S TOTEMS, THEY'RE SO ENTWINED THAT IT DOESN'T IMPACT ANYTHING 😭

Eames: don't push it

reader: hold my beer. I'm gonna push.

Appointments

SOFT!BANE!!!!!!!!!!! reader has had something happen to them that's completely fucking turned everything on its head, but BANE IS STILL THERE. he'll always be there. he loves them, he's LOYAL to them, if Dr. Frank talks shit, Bane will make sure that he gets his due for it.

Auguries of Innocence

BANE LIKES POETRY IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS, THAT MAN LIKES POETRY, especially stuff by, like, Wilfred Owen and William Blake. anything along those sorts of lines. HE IS A POETRY FAAAAAAAN

Bane might be a big, beefy, "talk shit get hit" commie w the brawn AND the brain, but HE IS A SOFTIE AT HEART 🥺

YES!!! IT'S WILLIAM BLAKE!!!!

you're spot on w Memory Hither Come and Auguries of Innocence, BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT also Broken Love. 👀

I love Blake's work, if I'm honest, I love his poetry more than his art, but honestly, he was such a beautiful poet; London is one of his most famous for good reason, it's fucking great and if you're only JUST checking out William Blake's work and you're not familiar w his style, it's a WONDERFUL introduction to it!!!

One Look

"did he appreciate his s/o?" man, you tell me lmfao his s/o is so loyal that they don't even acknowledge Luca 💀💀 let alone acknowledge the fact that he is BLATANTLY checking them out.

Luca is in a really shit situation, bless him; his enemy has this magnificent s/o, and Luca clearly wants them and he's gotta sit there and just TAKE the fact that they won't even talk to him directly dhfosjfksjg rip my man Luca Changretta but Alfie won. big time.

Alfie doesn't give a single fuck who's in the room - if they even THINK about his s/o in a way he don't like, he's gonna make sure that they know who belongs with who.

PLEASE DON'T DIE, I STILL WANNA WRITE DHGKSJGKSKGJ AND YOU'RE FUELLING ME W THE REQUESTS!!!!

I Want You To Stay

"I hate him" my brother in Christ, you literally snuggle into him at night 💀💀 what kinda backwards hate is this

Alfie's cheek and the reader's snark is literally just the best thing. they're made for each other!!

something something intricate rituals that they're lying to him about, etc etc

Alfie was incredibly down from the SECOND reader burst into his office creating a direct challenge and basically going "you fuck around, you find out". and now he's FINALLY managed to get it out if them that they like him too 🥺🥺 brown bear and Bengal tiger vibes

shfksjfiajfjakfjak I'm so glad you enjoy it!!!! and that you love the pairing so much!!!!! it's all about the little signs of intimacy, baby!!!!! the little things that add up to SO MUCH bc it's the intimacy of being *known*, and being *seen* 🥺

honestly?? I wouldn't mind that AT ALL :D especially if you're gonna throw an excuse or two to write about the trenches in there dhgksjfksb I'd love it!!!

as always, I'm so, so glad that you enjoy them so much and interactions like these are what keep me inspired to keep posting my writing 🥺🫶🏻 tomorrow works for me, tho, I've got a day off so I can sit down and write!!!

#asks #🐍 anon

[technicolourtelevision]

hi! I wanted to thank you for taking my request 🤗🤗🤗 💓 (kendall flirting with tom) i love when my man is a slut askljgx. *kisses you on the cheek*

omg HI! I want to thank YOU for requesting it!!!

Oh yeah, 100%, Kendall is a slut & a flirt and I feel like Tom is the perfect person to be on the receiving end of it because he is just SO hair-twirly

i mean like -

he is not immune

#sorry it took me so long to get back to this!!! #have some flirty gifs to make up for my tardiness #ken is a flirt confirmed #kendall roy #tom wambsgans #kentom #tomdall #tendall #kendall x tom #my gif #gif #ask #anon #request

[falcqns]

Can I request a Chris Evans x reader where she’s his wife and she’s pregnant with Millie, and she goes into labor?? And where they introduce her to her older brother Michael?? Thanks:))💓

it's been a little while since i looked in your eyes

pairing: dad!Chris Evans x mom!Reader

warnings: mentions of childbirth, needles. swearing, mostly fluff!

a/n: thank you for this request! i apologize if there are any medical inaccuracies, i think we all know by now that my birth was anything but regular! also, the title is from the song 'For You To Be Here' by Tom Rosenthal, and thank you to the nurse who saw this song listed in my birth plan and played it while i was pushing so she was born to it!! also since this takes place in the Millie and Michael universe, Chris wasn't present for Michael's birth which is covered in Meet Me In The Hallway!

you knew Chris would most likely have a freak out when you went into labour with Millie, but you didn't expect it to be this severe.

the moment your water broke, its like he snorted adrenaline. he was frantically calling his mom and his dad, finding someone to take Michael and Dodger, and deciding whether he should take the big SUV that he bought after he met Michael, or if taking his little car he used for work would be good enough, all while you were sitting on the couch waiting for him to finish freaking so you could go and get this baby out of you.

his mom showed up a few minutes later, Chris still mid-freak out, and managed to calm him slightly. you said your goodbyes to Michael, and you were off.

Chris was gripping the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles were white, and you rubbed his leg.

"baby, just calm down." you said, and he looked at you.

"i can't, y/n. i missed Michael's birth, and i don't want anything to go wrong. i want to be able to witness at least one of our kids births." he said. to any other person, it might seem that he was shaming you for not telling you about your pregnancy with Michael, but you knew he wasn't. was he disappointed he missed the birth of his first child? of course, but he never, EVER, held it against you.

"i know baby, but that's not going to happen if you're freaking out sweetie." you explained and watched as some of the colour returned to his knuckles as he lightened his grip on the steering wheel.

you arrived at the hospital minutes later, and Chris seemed much more calm and collected. he grabbed the diaper bag, and took your hand after taking a picture of you in front of the hospital. he posted it on instagram with the caption "can't wait to meet you, Millie Shanna <3". he put his phone away, and the two of you continued inside.

you were admitted, and brought up to the private room that Chris had reserved. you changed into your gown, and laid in the bed. the doctor came in and assessed you, and then a few more nurses swarmed around to give you the epidural, as you were already 6 centimetres dilated, so if you didn't get it then, you wouldn't be able to.

Chris played with your hair and gave you kisses while the doctors stuck the needle in your back. "you're doing great, bubba." he whispered, and you giggled.

"i know. they're giving me the good stuff. i'm gonna be having the time of my life." you said, and Chris laughed. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, and then you were able to lay on your back once more.

you took a nap as the drugs kicked in, and Chris sat down on the bed, and caressed your belly the best he could with all the monitors on it.

"i can't wait to see your little face, Millie." he whispered, a kiss being pressed just below your bellybutton. "you're gonna be such a beauty, and i'm so blessed that i get to see you enter this world. i love you so much already, and please don't hurt mama too badly, i love her lady bits a little too much for my own good." he said, and then was interrupted when he heard you bust into laughter.

he looked up at you and laughed as you were wheezing with tears rolling down your face. "i'm guessing the meds kicked in." he said, and you laughed even harder, unintelligible words coming out.

another nap later, and you were at 10 centimetres dilated, and eager to get this child out of you. you were thankful that Chris had calmed down slightly, although you had a feeling he was going to freak out even more when it came time to push her out. you looked over at him as the bassinet was rolled in, and his face paled. you knew he just realized that it was time, and you saw his hands start to shake.

you reminded yourself that while you had gone through this before, he hadn't, and most likely was feeling the same way you did when you were in labour with Michael, all alone and wishing Chris were there with you.

you grabbed his hand, and rubbed your thumb along the back of it, to calm him down. "it's going to be okay." you reminded him, and he nodded.

"i know. i'm just nervous. i know that's ridiculous because i'm not the one pushing a whole human out of me, but i'm still scared. i want both you and her to be safe and perfectly healthy." he explained, and you smiled.

you were just about to reassure him, when the doctor came in, and told you that it was time to push. you took a deep breath, and looked at Chris who gulped, but took your hand, his other hand wrapping around your shoulders.

the doctor checked you once more, and instructed you to push. you pushed as the doctor counted to ten, and Chris encouraged you. you took a breath, and looked up at your husband, who was smiling despite his breathing being close to hyperventilating.

the doctor instructed you to push once more, and Chris ran his hand through your hair as you pushed. you sighed and relaxed back against the pillows and waited until the next contraction.

"how are you so chill?" Chris asked you, as you gazed out the window.

"i can't feel shit below my chest, love. i just feel like i'm going to the bathroom." you explained, and Chris laughed. "we're you this chill with Michael?" he asked, and you cackled.

"oh fuck no. i was terrified and was crying the whole time. then i started crying after he was born and called my best friend for her to bring me a burger bc i was starving." Chris chuckled and pressed a kiss into your hair as your next contraction approached, and the doctor instructed you to push again. you did, and you knew that she was close because the doctor started encouraging you even more.

"just a few more pushes, and she'll be here!" the doctor said, and you nodded. you pushed again, and the doctor smiled and looked up at you.

"i can see her head!" she exclaimed, and glanced at Chris. "do you want to come see?" Chris looked at you, and you nodded. he walked around to where the doctor was, and you let out a giggle as his entire face paled, but he smiled.

"oh my god," he said, and gripped your hand again, and you could feel his own shaking. you pushed again, as hard as you could, and a small cry pierced the air. you looked up, and saw your little girl. she was screaming, and flailing her arms, letting everyone in the room know that she was not happy.

you felt hot tears make their way down your face as she was placed on your chest. you wrapped your arms around her, and she was wiped off by the nurses. Chris placed his hand on her head, and you looked up at him to find him sobbing.

"it's okay, honey," you whispered to Millie, who was still screaming. "i bet that hurt, huh? it's all done now." you patted her back gently as she slowly calmed down, and Chris pressed a kiss to your head.

"she's so fuckin' perfect," he sobbed into your hair. he lent down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "hi princess," he whispered into her skin.

as soon as she heard her daddy's voice, she calmed, and opened her eyes to look at him, which only made him cry harder. she was lifted off your chest, and taken to be cleaned and wrapped up. one of the nurses asked if Chris wanted to cut the umbilical cord, and Chris nodded. as he did, you leaned back, and sighed a breath of relief as it hit you that you weren't pregnant anymore, and you could breathe freely without your daughters feet in your ribs.

Millie was wrapped up, and laid in Chris's arms. he gently rocked her as he walked back over to you. he sat down on the bed beside you, and sniffled as he looked down at her. "she's beautiful." you said, and Chris nodded, giving you the most loving and grateful look ever.

"just like you." he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

a little while after, Millie had fallen asleep shortly after her first meal, and she was laid in her bassinet. Chris took this time to call his family, and ask his mom to bring Michael. he thought about waiting a few days before bringing him, but you missed your little boy too much, and wanted to see him.

Lisa arrived with Michael an hour later, and Chris went out to greet them.

"congratulations, honey." Lisa whispered as she hugged Chris.

"thank you mom," he said, and pulled out of the hug to turn to Michael.

"okay bud. we're going to go in and see her, but you have to be quiet, okay? she's sleeping right now." he explained, and Michael nodded.

"okay daddy." he said, and Chris took his hand. he led his son and his mom into the room, where you were editing photos of Millie on your phone to post on instagram.

"hi mama," Michael said, glued to his fathers side, unsure if he was allowed to go and see you. you dropped your phone into your lap and opened your arms.

"hey baby. come here." you said, and he crawled onto the bed gently, his slim arms wrapping around you. he looked over into the bassinet, and gasped.

"is that Millie?" he asked, and Millie let out a small sneeze in reply. you nodded.

"yeah, that's your sister." Chris said, lifting the now awake baby out of the bassinet. "do you wanna hold her?" he asked and Michael nodded. you maneuvered Michael slightly so he was sitting back against you, and Millie was placed in his arms.

Lisa started taking photos as Michael admired his little sister while Chris sat down next to the two of them. he kissed Michael's head while he cooed at his sister, and smiled in happiness.

he finally had the family he'd been wanting for so long.

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