#tokio hotel angst

[braxlrose]

request: bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader hcs😌 I mean, she knows she's hurting herself but she doesn't care? doesn't sleep (and even if she does, she goes to bed very late and then gets up very late, so she's usually restless, tired and barely alive/ barely in touch with reality), barely eats (and even if she eats little , I drink too much energy drinks and takes tranquilizer pills), probably does sh and takes drugs (cigarettes, alcohol and drugs) and it all makes her look practically zombie but she likes this lifestyle?

cw: self harm, alcoholic tendencies, drugs, slight ED, toxic relationship, tons of angst, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD.

bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader

• when you two first met, it was at a party and you guys ended up sleeping together that night. you fell asleep right after so he ended up staying the night at your hotel room.

• when you woke up in the morning, you brushed your teeth and then went over to your drawer to get on new clothes when you felt hands on your hips.

• you turned around to see bill smiling at you. "Sooo, how long do I have to wait before I can ask you out on a date, hmm?" you rolled your eyes and pushed his hands away.

• "Uhmm, never? You don't wanna have to deal with my shit." you said as you pulled your jeans up.

• "Oh come on, everybody has shit."

• "Not like me. So, you should just go." you pulled on your shirt and turned back to him. He was just staring at you, smiling for God-knows-what. you had to admit, he looked amazing. he only had his boxers on, and he looked great shirtless.

• "I'll get you one day, y/n y/l/n." he smiled at you and pulled on his clothes. you rolled your eyes as he kissed you on the forehead and left.

• then you two met again at a music festival and that's when you finally decides to give him a chance after the hours of flirting he spent on you. you weren't scared though, you were sure he'd leave after he saw what you were really like. and you had accepted that.

That was a couple weeks ago. Bill became very aware of the "shit" you were talking about pretty quickly.

• whenever you were at a party with bill you'd always drink too much to the point where you couldn't see straight and your head was pounding like no tomorrow. Bill would take you back to your hotel room and lay you down on your bed and tuck you in. Then he'd sit with you until you finally fell asleep since he knew you'd just stay awake if he didnt.

• one night, you were completely wasted and he had to carry you back to your hotel. again.

"Mmm... Billy I want you soooo bad. pretty pleaaaasee?" you whispered in his ear, giggling and pouting as he unlocked your door and dragged you inside.

"You're drunk. That's not happening, okay?" He said, setting you down on your bed and beginning to wipe your makeup off.

"But Billy..." You'd whine and pout, while he'd just sit there and comb through your hair till you fell fast asleep.

"Goodnight, Schatzi." He'd whisper to you and place a kiss on your forehead.

• you'd also get angry a lot. you were in your hotel room, bawling your eyes out on the bathroom floor. It was 11 PM. your wrists were bleeding a bit from you scratching at them for so long, and your cheeks were bright red from the crying.

• you just wanted to sit there forever and wallow in your own self pity when you heard the door to your hotel open.

"Y/n! You in here?" Bill yelled to you, as you did your best to stand up and wipe your tears away. You gazed at your eyes in the mirror and there were streaks of mascara running down your face. You wiped them off your cheeks and opened the bathroom door to greet him.

"Hey! What're you doing here?" He turned around to see you but you saw his face drop.

"Are you okay? Were you crying in there?" He pointed to the bathroom. You scoffed and rolled your eyes as you closed the door. You pushed the inner part of your arms against yourself so he didn't notice.

"What? God no, I'm just tired. You should probably go." You said as you walked past him and started to change your clothes. He walked over to you and slightly grabbed your chin with his hand. He tilted his head at you and ran his fingers through your hair.

"Come on, just tell me what's wrong." You slapped his hand away and pulled on some shorts.

"I said I'm just fucking tired! Will you back the fuck off?!" You pushed him away and went to grab a new shirt to sleep him. He was bringing up emotions you didn't want to feel. You wiped away a couple tears when you felt his arms wrap around you. He placed some kisses on your shoulders and rubbed his cheek against you.

"I'm here for you, okay? Let me help you.." You could feel anger boiling up inside you. Your eye twitched. He's acting like you needed to be fixed or something. Why would he say shit like this?! You turned yourself around and pushed your hands against his shoulders trying to push his away.

"Can you get the fuck off of me! I don't need your fucking with anything just get the fuck away!" you yelled at him, tears pouring down your cheeks now. You slammed your hand against his shoulder trying to push him away.

"You don't need to push me away, y/n! It's okay!" He wrapped his arms tightly around you as more and more tears came flooding from you.

Your finger nails dug into his shoulders, harder and harder with every word. You could see him wincing in pain but he only hugged you tighter. Why would he want this?

• you hated that he stayed around. you didn't understand why he'd wanna be with someone like you? you set yourself on a path of destruction and ruined everything in your path, why would he take his chances like this?

• you were laying down in your bed when bill came around again. like before, tears were running down your cheeks and mascara was wiped all over your face but you were just laying there. not feeling anything. you had taken a couple different kinds of drugs so you were basically emotionless at this point.

• when bill walked in, he dropped everything and ran to your aid. he sat on the bed and cupped your cheek in his hand to make you look up at him.

• when you turned over at him, he couldn't see anything in your eyes. nothing. all you could remember is how sad you looked.

• he laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you and kissed your shoulders.

"do you want me to stay?" He asked, brushing your hair off of your face and pulling you closer to his body.

you just nodded and laid down against the pillows as bill whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rubbed your sides with his hands.

• it was about a month into your relationship when bill realized how little you ate.

• at first, he just thought you didn't eat breakfast but over time he noticed you didn't really eat anything unless you were offered something.

• bill also took notice when all you ate was slim jims and energy drinks. Thats when he started bringing you food.

• in the mornings, he'd come in with breakfast and give you a little kiss on the forehead. "Wakey, wakey, baby." He'd say to you and place a bunch of little kisses on your face until you wake up.

"Mmm...what are you doing here?" You said to him groggily, wiping your eyes.

"I brought you breakfast. Come on, geeet up." He'd lift you up by your arms and place the food in front of you, then he'd sit down next to you and wrap his arms around you to make sure you're eating.

"I'm not hungry, Bill." You'd say to him, resting your cheek on his arm.

"Too bad, eat up." He would take your fork and cut into your waffle and place it in front of your mouth until you opened up to eat it.

You eventually would give up and just start eating.

"Why are you doing all of this? I'm just a burden, y'know?" You say to him with your mouth full and your eyes looking up at him all cute and widened.

" 'cause I like you. And I think you're cute." You rolled your eyes and continued eating but bill would have a big, fat smile on his face.

• during the day you'd be like a zombie. your eyes would be dull and half open. Big, dark circles under your eyes and you wouldn't do much. But bill didn't mind. He would lay down with you on the couch and give you massages and kisses on your temples to relax you.

• when bill found out that you hurt yourself, he kissed up and down your body for hours. Whether it was your arms or your thighs, he'd be kissing it. He told you how much he loved you and didn't want you to hurt yourself.

• he didn't want you to feel pressured about talking about your feelings but once you did he would just hold you and listen to you talk, getting everything out. and he would never judge you for anything.

• you told him that you'd stop hurting yourself and you did. for a few days. But that changed once you got away from bill for a little while and you got high at a club.

Bill wanted the best for you but you werent good for him. You knew that, you tried to change yourself for him because you loved him so much. But in the process of being with you, he got hurt too much. You tried to tell him, but he couldn't help but love you. In his eyes, you were perfect.

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[billskeis]

Could you make bill kaulitz angst? I mean: fight argument or disagreement, just stuff like that. Also, I want the reader to not forgive so easily, too, please.

Thank you 👾

ᡣ𐭩 arguments w bill

you just had to have the worst day ever. but not even the worst day ever, worst week in your entire life that you and bill had been dating. it was never supposed to be like this,

there was never supposed to be fighting, he promised.

you bust through the bedroom door that had been slammed in your face during an altercation with your boyfriend for what seems like it has been going on for forever.

“don’t fucking walk away from me bill,” screaming as you enter the living room to find bill scrambling across the shared space to grab his car keys and his coat, “bill. fucking. kaulitz.” your voice was turn, and immediately you were met with the disapproving look of the man who you loved most.

“what!? what the fuck is it now, y/n!? you been on my ass since we’ve got home it’s like whatever i do is just not enough??” you scoff, crossing your arms to press them against your chest, “so this is my fault now?? look me in the eyes bill and tell me you didn’t fucking lie to me this whole time.”

bill pursed his lips together as he clenched his jaw. prior to your argument, bill had somewhat developed what one could say, a lying problem. lying about his whereabouts, about who he’s with, what he’s doing. just, in general. lying. you can tell by the way he can’t even hold eye contact with you, eyes darting to every inch and corner of the apartment.

“so??” you ask,

“so what?”

“so did you fucking go to the bar with her or not!? bill?? god, you’re insufferable..”

“yeayea i’m insufferable because i just want to have some of my own personal time, is that so fucking illegal?? i swear y/n, you argue about the same shit everyday nagging on my ass!”

you cannot find the words to say.

“you never change, do you? never fucking changed a day in your life. always so stubborn, perfect, never did any wrong in your life huh? it’s always MY fault or I did something.”

…

“you never give me a reason to trust you, bill. i told you how important communication is to me, so just, please..”

“talk to me bill, don’t leave me..”

tears pricked at your eyes, threatening to fall. attempting to look back at your boyfriend through a glossy gaze. you cannot make his face out. you don’t even know if you want to make his face out.

because the person in front of you, you had no clue as to who that was.

“bye, y/n. don’t call me.”

and there you were. another door yet slammed in your face once more as you were met with the complete and utter silence of your apartment.

having fell to the ground, all you could do was crawl and hurdle up against the couch, wailing into your knees. you felt as though you couldn’t breathe and more than ever did you wish that you just didn’t.

is this it?

had you crossed the line?

you twist the keys to your apartment door after a long day of nothingness, to only be met with something, or someone that you sure in hell just did not want to see after the day you had today.

beginning to turn your body to leave for the second time, a hand grabs your wrist as you immediately shove it off you.

“don’t fucking touch me bill.”

“y/n. please, can we talk now?”

“oh now you wanna talk?? you wanna talk now, bill??”

you slam the door behind you out of respect for your apartment neighbours in not wanting to hear how loud your screaming at the stranger in front of you.

“talk to me bill, OH PLEASE, tell me how i owe you the pleasure of talking to me,”

“the woman at the bar—” you cut him off.

“i don’t want to hear about the fucking woman in the bar. i want you to recognize through that thick little skull of yours that you left me. and why that was wrong.”

“…”

“you left me, when i needed you. you left me, at a low point. vulnerable, bill! are you serious??” you couldn’t help but point a finger at his face, inching closer with each and every word. taunting him. berating him.

you begin to feel more heated by the second as the events of what happened a month ago repeat in your head.

“and no fucking contact!? for like, what, a month?? are you even real bill!? y’know what—where’s the reset button so i can see the man i first fell in love with.” circling his body you attempt to pretend look around his figure as though he was some sort of robot or artificial technology that somehow replaced the real bill unknowingly.

“…i’m still here.”

bill begins to pull you into an embrace into which you almost gave into. but he hasn’t apologized for his wrongs yet. you also begin to remember that his behaviour hasn’t been going on for that one day, it was weeks.

you push him off, and before he could say anything, you spoke. “y/n i—”

“FUCK! just—don’t touch me.. one hour, bill. give me ONE HOUR and i’ll be able to talk to you with a clear head. then i won’t say things i mean, or even worse, leave the apartment for one fucking month.”

you don’t let him get a word in.

you stomped your way into your bedroom and lock the door shut leaving bill alone in the living room. by himself, like how he left you. and if he really cared, and wanted this relationship to work, he wouldn’t leave. leave for a month.

you really were giving him the benefit of the doubt here.

opening the door, you were surprisingly met with your, ex boyfriend?? boyfriend?? sitting on the couch who quickly got up at the making of your presence that crept from the once shared bedroom.

you sigh heavily, you don’t even know if you want to do this. making your way to the couch, you plop down beside the space that bill once sat in, he slowly returning back to the position he was in.

your knees touch, but you inch away from him, which bothered him a lot.

“i fucked up. i fucked up bad, y/n. i’m sorry.. i’m so sorry i should’ve never left—i just, fuck.. i didn’t know what i was doing, okay?? but i know that doesn’t give you or me grace. but i can’t go back on my actions now, can i?”

“no, you can’t bill..”

“if you need me to explain what happened. i can, i will. i should’ve done it in the first place i was just so tired.. so tired, and angry.. it all let out. and i know this shit apology can’t fix it. but, please, y/n. tell me what i can do to fix it. tell me what i can do to make you stay.”

“bill..”

“what is it that i can do to make you stay?? hm? i need to know how i can make things right! because even the thought of losing you makes my chest physically hurt.”

“bill—”

“i want you, y/n. i want you so badly. i just need to see you smile once more. you don’t have to forgive me just please show me your smile. let me hug you one last time before you tell me it’s over. i can’t take back the things i said or did but i will never take back the fact that i lo—”

“bill! holy shit can you slow down for a second??”

“h-huh??”

“the fucking rambling is giving me a headache..but, shit, okay. if we want to make this work, we just need to be on the same page. AT ALL TIMES.”

his voice was shaky and he was breathing quite hard. his body leans in closer to yours after having heard what you said but you lean away, not wanting to get an inch closer to him.

“so, we’re not, breaking up..?”

“no bill. like i said, i want this to work. i want us, to work. it’s just up to the both of us if we want to make the effort, are you willing to do that?”

in his eyes, this basically means that you forgive him. and all he could do was smile, you couldn’t help but soften the once stern gaze, burning with anger and sadness at the face of relief he made.

“yes! yes of course meine schatz! oh thank you. i’m sorry for leaving you. i’m sorry for lying. i’m so sorry for ever thinking that it was okay to hurt you.”

pulling you into an embrace, he held onto your frame as though he never wanted to let go. with your arms so tightly squeezed, you couldn’t even reciprocate the action, only using one of your hands to pat his back.

“i love you most, my beautiful liebling,”

“i love you too, bill.”

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[drewsprettygirl]

cherry margaritas & confessions ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🍒✮

tom kaulitz x vocalist! fem! reader

angst. very very angsty rich teenagers in the midst of summer with margaritas & tequilas IM SORRY ITS KINDA EHHH

age pairing : 16-17

warnings🍧 ; smoking, mentions of sex, sexual innuendos

note: bold italic = german

it was the summer of 2006, of course after all that touring, tokio hotel had to take a break for a while. that’s how we wounded up in this beach house that we had rented for 2 weeks.

it was around 9 pm as i went in the pool, the scent of marijuana lingered on my nose, beside me was tom who swam from the other side of the water.

tom and i were truly friends, nothing more. friends who kiss. friends who sleep with each other. friends who don’t look at each other like how friends do.

it was more of a friends with benefits relationship. he always had some groupie over, everytime after a concert he’d take some pretty blonde girl into the tour bus and i’d hear them have sex from the other room.

it hurt me, but at the same time it didn’t. know why? i didn’t want to have a relationship. we got drunk and had sex with each other, leading us to only fuck when we want to. now, it’s awkward. i was surprised he didn’t bother to bring a girl here, recently he had been so— distant.

“wanna smoke?” he chirped. “sure.” you took a hit on his joint and puffed the air away

“you seem so lonely lately. why all of a sudden?” he asked with a tinge of concern in his eyes. did he really care about how you felt just now?

“it’s just that something has been bothering me, a lot.” you answer coldly.

“you can talk to me about it.”

you really had no time for his bullshit.

“i don’t feel like you need to know.” you say, gulping your cherry margarita.

“oh. so now, when i’m trying to talk to you, you’ll act distant?”

“what is your problem with me tom? first thing, you’ll say you love me, then the next day you bring some whore who doesn’t even know you as a person over and fuck her like i’m not there? god tom!” you scream at him, your eyes tearing up, clearly drunk. you had taken a couple 5-6 margaritas earlier leading you to this state.

“so this is what it’s about, huh? me fucking some other girl who isn’t you? y/n, you’re so jealous it’s funny. you’re clearly drunk. do me a favor and try to think of what you just said.”

“what do you mean?”

“i told you i loved you. what did you say that day?”

flashbacks of you and tom kissing fuzzed your brain, not wrapping your finger around what you had told him after he confessed. your lap was on tom’s as both of your lips moved with passion in your bedroom.

“y/n.”

“mmh?”

“i love you.”

“t-tom.. tom, i don’t know.”

“what do you mean you don’t know?” he said catching his breath, exchanging kisses with one another.

“i just don’t want to get in a relationship.” and that’s how his heart tore that night.

your thoughts were snapped back into reality as soon as you started to cry. you didn’t want to cry, but you felt weak. why didn’t you tell him you loved him too? was it because of the girls? was it because he seemed like someone who’d be good with a one-time thing and act like nothing ever happened? the ideas swarmed your mind and took over.

“tom, i’m sorry. i love you” you said, feeling your salty tears reach your lips.

“i loved you. loved. get that y/n? it’s been done. i don’t want to talk about this anymore, good night.” he said, getting off the pool, wrapping a robe around him and walking to his room.

you bawled your eyes out, your cherry margarita getting hit by your arm and it’s glass crashing on the ground, thinking about what you have just done. you just threw out the love of your dreams. you were just too oblivious about him actually having feelings for you.

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[kaulitzhotel]

omg. can you do your last imagine but bill version?😭 it’s okay if not!

Synopsis: Bill is feeling loving as always toward you but you decided you had enough. (2008)

Content: Angst/Fluff.

Notes: Sorry I got to this late! This was supposed to be after my Tom angst I did a while ago. A lot of you guys requested sad crap. So I’m here to make you cry. Hugs!

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You break me

Parties were always messy each time me and Bill went. We were too drunk to remember what happened unless we had sex but tonight was a bit different. We weren't drunk but I was easily annoyed by his touchiness.

“How's it going with Bill at home?” My friend raised a question.

“It's alright.” I took a sip of my beer, “He's been close through like physically. I can't stand it. Every second he wants to be with me.”

“Give him a break! That's what love is.” She replied. “If he just leaves me alone...” She eyes at something and I feel someone walk up to us wrapping their arm around my shoulder.

“We might have to leave soon. Tom ended up passing out on the table.” Bill said to my friend. “No worries! You guys enjoy your time. I'll handle him.” She walked away giving me the expression “Don't fuck up.”

It was just me and Bill. He pulled me closer and kissed my cheek. I push him off trying to act cool. “Is something wrong?” “No, I just don't feel like being touched right now.” “Oh, I understand!” He smiled and kept a distance. I somewhat heard the pain in his voice. We stayed quiet till Tom came up to us.

“Hey, guys.” He yawned. “Ready to go home, sleepy boy?” I teased. “I guess, I have a headache from that cheap wine.”

I laughed at him as he slung his arm on me for support. Bill stands there looking down at his glass watching the wine weigh on his hand.

After dropping off Tom

We made it back home and I went straight to bed. I was exhausted and feeling shitty from the party. Bill laid right next to me and hugged my waist.

“Bill not now,” I complained.

He didn't let go but only nuzzled his face onto my back. “I mean it.” He still didn't nudge.

He was up to my neck his breath tickling me trying to kiss my lips. I had enough.

“Fuck Bill. Can you just leave me alone? I'm so tired of you being this close. I want space. Wait actually, I NEED space.”

I felt his arms unwrap me and sat up. “What's your problem?” I sit up to face him, “You know what my problem is? It's that you cling to me like some kind of kid.” I raised my voice.

“I--” “And don't start with your lies about how much you love me because I'm done. I'm done with this lifestyle and you.”

His face was shocked. I could see water overflowing his eyes. I went too far.

He held onto my hands and started pleading, “Why do you do this to me every time? You are my everything. I care so much for you I put you right next to my music career but I feel like I'm nothing and it's been always like that since you started acting like this. I can't afford to lose someone I try so hard...so hard.” He started crying.

“Bill you don't understand--”

“Shut up Y/N! Shut up...” He cried louder. “You just want to leave me like this? Don't you remember the first day we met? We were like one. And now we are just two separate people. My fucking brother can hug you but when I do it's like the most horrible thing ever.”

Bill held onto my hands tighter as tears fell down his bare cheeks. “I'm sorry Bill..”

“Is that all you have to say? Why aren't you just honest with me?” He laughed with despair trying not to break down, “You don't love me.”

And he got up from the bed and left the room. I followed him as he went outside of our patio. After a few moments, I followed him outside and watched him light a cigarette in the dark. The fire showed his face with dried tear stains. “Bill?”

“Y/N?” He mimicked and blew smoke out his mouth.

“Don't get immature with me.” I pointed out.

“What are you going to do about it?” He stepped forward pushing me to our patio sliding door. The smoke lightly hit my face as he blew out again.

“I'm trying to have a conversation with you right now.” Bill didn't say anything but sighed. He leaned on the door and locked his eyes on mine, “I love you.”

“I know.” “I love you.” He repeated.

“I know?” I said again but with confusion.

“I love you...”

“I know I know.” I started getting frustrated.

He started choking up and hit his hand on the door making me jump. “Say it back. I haven't heard it in forever. I still love you.”

I didn't say anything and he was breaking apart on me. He flicked off his cigarette and hugged me. His arms holding me so right there was so no leaving. I thought twice but my arms hugged him back. Why did I do this to him? I felt his tears fall on my hair and his heartbeat was beating rapidly against my cheek.

“I love you too,” I mumbled on his chest never wanting to let go of the person who would always love me no matter what in this world.

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[riaisnotok]

☆ ARCADIA

(Enjoy this one from my Wattpad, I'm still working on requests)

2007! Tom x fem! reader (males are welcome too)

Warning ⚠: Angst, S3lf-harm

— unedited

You and Tom have been together for 4 years. But lately you've noticed that Tom behaves more strangely with you and most nights he's often gone. Which made you suspect something.

Tonight, you stay in bed and wait for him to come home. He said he went to the studio, but you don't believe him anymore. You once went to the studio and there was no one but Bill and Georg there, and when you called him he said he was at the studio even though he wasn't.

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning and Tom wasn't at home even now, maybe he cheats on me, you thought. You think about calling him again, but even now he doesn't answer.

Suddenly he heard the front door slam, "Coming at this hour Tom?" You said to yourself and got up from the bed and went to see what Tom was doing. When you came out of your bedroom you saw Tom dead drunk with a tall thin woman next to him with dirty blonde hair. Shre was holding his arm so that he wouldn't fall. That woman looks at you with a disgusted face and whispers to Tom:

"You said you're single" But Tom was too numb to understand. The woman puts Tom down on the sofa. "Leave him alone, whore!" You told that woman. "And who are you little girl? You look like you're 14, pffff!" She said laughing at you. Her words really hurt you and a tear ran down your cheeks. How can Tom cheat on you with such a woman?

"Go away!" You shouted at her, took the nearest object to you and threw it at her. "You're CRAZY, bitch!" She said running out the door. You quickly closed the door and locked it.

"Tom?" You sat down on the couch next to him. Tom had already fallen asleep and didn't answer you anymore. You lifted him from the sofa and took him to the bedroom, like a good "girlfriend" you dressed him in pajamas and covered him with the duvet. Tomorrow when he wakes up you want to know everything, he can't hide this thing anymore.

All night you thought about what woman Tom could cheat on you with, and about those words. Do you really look like a 14 year old girl? Is that why Tom is cheating on you with a whore who looks like a 50-year-old woman when he's only 23?

You can't anymore, it's already 5 in the morning and you can't sleep at all, you keep thinking that maybe people think you're 14 and you're dating an adult. You got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

"I look like a 14 year old girl..." You said looking in the mirror.

You trrned your head to the bathroom cabinet, went to it and open it, you took the blade.

WARNING! If this part triggers you, you can skip it! TW: SH

You took the blade in your hand, pulled up the sleeve of your blouse, put the blade on your hand. Tears flowed from your eyes, you loved Tom and he didn't. He cheated on you with a cheap street whore. You feel hurt, you couldn't imagine Tom would do such a thing, especially to you. You really thought he loved you, but actually he was hanging out with cheap whores at night instead of staying at home with you.

You fell on the cold floor of the bathroom, blood was flowing from your veins. You really think that this is not the first time he does this, how many nights he was not with you in bed and he was with bitches. You don't understand why he is like that, why he goes to bitches when he has you at home. You've also asked Bill many times if he knows where Tom goes these nights when he's not at home next to you in bed, but he doesn't know either. Tom doesn't even say anything to his brother. You can't anymore, Tom is already starting to destroy you mentally.

"Y-Y/N?"

That voice, those steps...

TOM.

You quickly get up from the floor and cover your hand, you quickly closed the door. "Y/N!" He was still a little under the influence of alcohol, but he was more sober than a few hours ago. "N/N are you there?" He asked knocking on the door. Maybe he wanted to throw up, who knows, but you still don't open the door for him.

“Y/N open please…” You finally opened the door. Tom looked at your face and leaned in to give you a kiss but you pulled away. "N/N…?"

"Tom...go back to sleep..." You left the bathroom and went back to the bedroom, hoping that Tom would come too.

The next day you didn't have the courage to ask him who that bitch was, but tonight you want to spy on him to see what he does at night when he's not at home and comes late at night.

It was time to leave home, it was 10 o'clock at night, You were pretending to sleep.

You heard the front door open and close, then you jumped out of bed and got dressed quickly. You dressed in black so you could be harder to see in the dark of the night. You quickly put on your shoes and rushed out the door. You locked the door and saw Tom on the street corner, and with that two-penny cheap whore. Wait...

That was not the same woman....it was another, a redhead with short hair, short and thin. This man really goes to whores. Suddenly you see them kissing, how gross.

"The jerk he cheats on me again!" You whispered looking at your watch. "Where are they going after this?" You saw how they started to walk, you followed them.

On the way to who knows where they are going, you saw that 3 more girls came and among them was that dirty blonde and 2 tall brunettes. Then you saw that they were heading together to an adult store. Tom and the blonde entered it. After a few minutes they came out, you looked to see if they bought anything. The blonde was holding a net with sex toys (😭 kms).

All 5 then went to a hotel where you don't even want to know what they did... you could hear all the screams and moans from outside.

You felt so disgusted that your boyfriend cheats on you with 4 cheap whores every night and also lies about going to the studio. You called Bill to tell him what his brother was doing. He couldn't believe it. "Tom is stupid." Bill said.

You asked him if he could come and encourage you, he agreed.

After a few minutes, Bill arrived at the hotel. "So you want to tell me that he entered the hotel with 4 women?" He asked, he was a little surprised. But you were hurt and angry, your heart was broken in pieces. Tom thought you wouldn't notice, but his plan with the studio didn't work out. Maybe next time Tom, who knows ;)

You and Bill both waited until Tom left the hotel with those women. "TOM." You said walking towards him, Bill was behind you if anything happened.

Tom's eyes widened when he saw that you suddenly appeared in front of him. "Y/N! IT'S NOT WHAT IT SEEMS!" He said scared. "For months now you've been cheating on me with these 4 cheap whores." You submitted by pointing the finger. They sigh deeply when they hear what you told them. "I'm sorry Y/N. It's not happening again!" He said, tears flowing from his eyes down his cheeks and down to the ground. The 4 women ran away quickly, they really didn't want to be involved.

"Tom it's happened so many times, I can't believe you anymore. We'll end it here." You said you took off the necklace he gave you 3 years ago for your birthday, and you put it in his hands. "I can't forgive you, Tom. You have hurt me enough. Time to go separate ways, so you can go to your cheap whores more often." You said leaving from there. Bill offered to take you back home.

Tom made the biggest mistake of his life. And now the girl he "loved" leaves him after 4 years of relationship.

Tom now feels empty, he made a mistake. It's his fault.

It's his fault, only his fault. He shouldn't have talked to those women in the first place.

You and Tom haven't kept in touch anymore, just you and Bill. Your life has become sunnier since then, without problems, without suspicions, without Tom...

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[charliesgoodboy]

2008 T. KAULITZ 🎧

i know you know,

that i made those mistakes

maybe once or twice.

'bout once or twice

i man maybe a couple

a hundred times

song: . . .ılı SORRY justin beiber

TW: kind of a different version of @tokio-motel 's fic(go read it), male leaning reader(fem still welcome), sex mentions, coaxing, reader is basically tom's 'favorite hoe', tom making dumb excuses, tom is no cheater irl(i just lied straight to your face. this is why you don't beleive everything you see on the internet), i actually don't remember if this song was made by justin, the beat on that song goes hard asf tho

tom kaulitz who would roll his eyes as you yelled at him, his phone long thrown on the couch and his voice interrupting your own more than once. he knew he wasn't able to keep this secret for long, but he really did try to. all he did was forget to take his phone on the way to the girl who kept texting and calling it. that was all. "just because my phone was left on the counter doesn't mean you can just go through it!" "well i wouldn't have to go through it if you weren't fucking other people tom!" you had a point. very good point he couldn't even think fast like usual.

tom kaulitz who would cringe watching you go through all the texts of one particular girl he would visit frequently, sometimes even reading them out loud to yourself making him feel heavy guilt. he would swallow a large glob of saliva watching you take a deep breath and your eyes get red due to watering knowing which of the texts you were reading. the texts that were speaking of you. he didn't say much about you not even anything bad but god that woman had a mouth to say. "tom i want you out."

tom kaulitz who would shake his head, a trail of 'no's' forcing out looking at you take out all of his coats, jeans, caps, shirts and moving his shoes somewhere else a little gentle then you meant to. he kept trying to grab you but you wouldn't even let him touch you, each time you'd see his hand you would move away trying to find his suit case and unzipping it. "baby— baby please, just talk about this with me i can't leave you." "had no trouble doing that before did you?" your voice would crack due to tears a few times but he was finally able to get a hold of you to get you to stop, his hands already starting to move down your waist damn it.

tom kaulitz whose voice would become a smidge softer and quieter pulling you closer. he was clearly aware how much the effect was working on you, your eyes avoiding his but working up to looking him in the eye, moving closer to him this time on your own. "listen, i just felt a little needy i promise i love only you." "alright," you knew it was just bullshit and worry talking but he genuinely seemed so guilty about it so maybe it was fine? just one last chance.

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[everyonezgirlfriend]

☆ Welcome ☆

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threesomes

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[itsmealaiah]

Tom Kaulitz with

virgin! reader

Summary: you always wanted to wait for marriage to have intimacy, but tom has other plans

TW: pervert! tom, praise, profanity, sex ed, fingering, use of a toy, AFAB reader, she/her pronouns, pet names, virgin! reader, no p in v this time, tom being a dirty little fuck, age gap (22 and 31), christian beliefs (no sex b4 marriage)

Request: can u make a smut where tom is a really big pervert and is dating a virgin reader and he teaches her how to finger herself and use a vibratorPLSPLSPLS

Rating: mdni, mind the tags, mature themes incoming!

WC: 2.1k

Tom had known you were a virgin and inexperienced as fuck, and that excited him.

He began to stroke his cock, watching you touch yourself, feeling so goddamn powerful and dominant.

He leaned closer to you, pressing his hips against your back, and whispered in your ear, "Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good?" His voice was husky, laced with desire.

You nodded, unable to speak, feeling so aroused and turned on by his presence, his voice, his touch. He reached around, unbuttoning your pajama top, revealing your perky, pink nipples to the cool air. He pinched one, hard, and you arched your back, moaning.

"That's it, sweetheart. Show me how much you want it." He slid his hand down between your legs, parting your folds, finding your clit. He started to rub it in circles, harder and faster, as he continued to stroke himself. You couldn't help but grind your hips against his hand, wanting more, wanting him inside you.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he groaned, his breath hot against your neck. "I can't wait to be buried balls-deep in that tight little pussy of yours." He moved his hand away from your clit, spreading your folds wider, revealing your entrance. He teased you, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance, making you whimper with need. "But first," he said, reaching over to the bedside table, "I think you need this." He handed you a weird looking object.

Your fingers trembled as you took it from him, your heart racing. You'd never used this before, but you knew you wanted to. You turned it on, feeling a thrill of anticipation course through you as it buzzed to life. You positioned it at your entrance, feeling the vibrations against your skin, and slowly pushed it inside. It felt strange at first, but incredibly good. You closed your eyes, arching your back as you began to move the vibrator in and out.

"That's it, baby," Tom whispered, his voice thick with desire as he watched you lose control beneath him. "You're so fucking hot." His fingers dug into your hips, urging you to go faster, harder. The vibrator buzzed against your sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure through you, and you felt your orgasm building, building, ready to explode.

With a loud moan, you arched your back, your fist tightening around the vibrator as you came, waves of pleasure washing over you. Your muscles tensed, your body shuddered, and hot, sticky fluid coated your fingers as you climaxed.

Tom watched you intensely, his breathing ragged as he fought to control himself. He wanted to be inside you so badly, but he knew he had to make this about you, about teaching you how to pleasure yourself. As you finally came down from your orgasm, your body still trembling with the aftershocks, he reached over and gently guided your hand, showing you how to use the vibrator on yourself properly.

He murmured words of encouragement in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "That's it, baby. Show me how good it feels." You obeyed, feeling a newfound sense of power and control as you used the vibrator on yourself. The cool air of the room seemed to heighten the sensation, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through you.

Tom watched you intently, his eyes tracing the movements of your hand as it expertly manipulated the vibrator. The sight was almost too much for him to bear. He wanted nothing more than to be inside you, feeling your wet heat engulf him, but he knew he had to wait for the right moment.

As your breath came faster and shallower, your hips began to move in time with the vibrator. Your back arched, offering him a glimpse of your entrance, slick with desire. He could feel the tension building inside him, the urge to release growing stronger by the second.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice raw with need. "Show me how much you like it." You moaned, your fingers moving faster as the vibrator found its rhythm against your clit. You couldn't help but glance at him, wanting to see his reaction, wanting to make him feel wanted. His eyes were fixed on you, his expression a mixture of lust and tenderness.

He reached up, cupping your breast in his hand, teasing your nipple with his thumb. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. You arched into his touch, your hips undulating faster in time with the vibrator. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but you didn't want it to end. You wanted him to touch you, to make you feel even better.

With a gentle push, he guided your hand away from your breast and replaced it with his own, expertly massaging your breast as he continued to watch you use the vibrator. You felt a shudder of pleasure course through you as his rough fingers circled your sensitive nipple, drawing out a moan from deep within you.

Your movements grew more urgent, your hips rocking back and forth in time with the vibrator as it found a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through you. You could feel your body building towards another climax, the tension coiling tight within you.

Tom watched you intently, his gaze never leaving your face as he stroked your breast and teased your nipple. He could feel his own need growing more insistent, his cock twitching against his pants in anticipation. With a gentle nip of your nipple, he let out a soft moan, the sound vibrating against your skin.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're doing so good." His free hand traveled down between your legs, parting your folds to reveal your wet, swollen clit. He circled it gently with his thumb, teasing it as you moved faster on the vibrator. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and you let out a moan that turned into a cry as your orgasm crashed over you, washing through you in waves.

Your body tensed, your muscles clenching tight around Tom's fingers as you came, your hips bucking wildly against his touch. The vibrator hummed against your sensitive flesh, amplifying the sensation until it felt like your entire being was consumed by pleasure.

When the wave finally subsided, Tom kept his hand between your legs, his thumb circling your clit gently. He watched you catch your breath, your chest heaving as you tried to regain your composure. "Fuck, that was hot," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "You're so fucking sexy when you do that."

You felt a shiver of pleasure run through you at his words, and you leaned into his touch, arching your back slightly. "Tom…" you breathed, your voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart.

He smiled down at you, his gaze intense. "You like that?" he asked, circling your clit with his thumb. "You like feeling this?" He pushed his finger deeper inside you, curling it upward, searching for the spot that would send you over the edge once more.

Your hips bucked against his hand, and you moaned, unable to keep the sound inside any longer. You felt the familiar tension building in your core, and you knew that another orgasm was close. "Yes," you gasped, your fingers digging into the sheets. "So good."

Tom smiled down at you, his gaze intent. He leaned in, kissing your neck, sucking gently on the soft skin. His free hand slid up your body, cupping your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but you didn't want it to stop. You wanted more.

His finger continued to stroke you, finding your sweet spot over and over again. You arched your back, moaning into the pillow as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. "Yes," you gasped, "that's it, Tom." His touch was expert, knowing just how to make you feel good.

As you grew closer to another orgasm, he increased the pace, his finger moving faster inside you. You could feel the tension building, your body tensing in anticipation. You tried to focus on the sensation, on the way he was touching you, but it was becoming harder and harder.

Your hips bucked against his hand, your body writhing beneath him. "Tom," you moaned, your voice breaking. "I'm close." He groaned in response, thrusting his finger deeper inside you, finding your clit with his thumb.

The sensation was almost too much to bear. You felt yourself begin to lose control, your orgasm building, building, building. "Fuck, yeah," he growled, watching you as you came apart beneath his touch. You cried out his name, your body shuddering with pleasure as you came.

He kept his hand between your legs, his thumb circling your clit gently, even as you slowly began to catch your breath. You lay there, panting, your body still quivering from the intensity of the orgasm. "That was amazing," he whispered, brushing a stray hair from your forehead. "You were amazing."

The air between you seemed charged with electricity, and you could feel yourself growing aroused again, even as your body tried to recover. "Do you want more?" he asked, his voice low and husky. You nodded, unable to speak past the throbbing in your core.

He leaned in, kissing you gently on the lips before moving down to nip at your nipple through your shirt. "Then show me how to touch you," he whispered, his hand moving up to cup your breast, kneading it gently through the fabric. "Teach me what feels good."

You drew in a shaky breath, gathering your courage. You slid your hand down between your legs, guiding your hand to replace his. Your fingers were warm and strong as they mirrored his movements, circling your clit, parting your folds. He showed you the basics, and you followed his lead, your touch growing bolder, more confident.

His gaze fixed on your face as you touched yourself, his eyes darkening with desire. You could feel his erection pressing against your hip, and you knew that he was as aroused by your touch as you were. You increased the pace, your fingers moving faster, more urgently. You arched your back, moaning into the pillow as pleasure coursed through you.

"Like that?" you asked breathlessly, glancing down at his reaction. He nodded, his eyes locked on your face. You circled your clit harder, faster, feeling the familiar tension building in your core. "God, yes," he groaned, his hips bucking against yours. "That's it."

His free hand slid up your body, cupping your breast, teasing your nipple through your shirt. The sensation sent a shiver down your spine, making your fingers tremble against your skin. You were so close now, so close to another orgasm. You could feel it building inside you, threatening to break free.

"Tom…" you whimpered, arching your back, unable to focus on anything but the pleasure that was building inside you.

His hand found yours, guiding it lower, showing you how to touch yourself just right. "Like this," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Touch yourself like that."

You followed his lead, circling your clit harder, faster, feeling the tension coiling tight inside you. He thrust his hips against yours, grinding his erection against your thigh, his breath hot and ragged in your ear.

"God, you're so wet," he moaned, kissing a trail down your neck. "You feel so good."

Your fingers moved faster, your touch growing more urgent as the orgasm neared. You could feel it building, building, building, until it was almost too much to bear. You cried out his name, your body shuddering with pleasure as you came.

He kept his hand on your hip, his thumb brushing lightly across your wetness, even as you slowly began to catch your breath. You lay there, panting, your body still quivering from the intensity of the orgasm. "good girl liebe," he whispered, kissing your neck. "very good girl."

Taglist: @madzandmore @tomscumdump @20doozers @charliesgoodboy

Requests are open! keep sending them in 💗

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[lexilovestom]

LITTLE SPECTATOR

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— in which: You brought your 2 year old daughter to her first Tokio Hotel concert to see her dad perform on stage. And Tom and the band are so happy to have her in the crowd!

⌞ contains: fluff fluff fluff!! (this is actually so freaking adorable), 2010 Tom ⌝

— The daughter's name will be Nala since Tom said in his podcast that if he ever had a daughter he would have named her Nala like in the Lion King movie! 🥹

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— Y/n's pov:

Today I'm bringing Tom and I's daughter to her first Tokio Hotel concert! I've always wanted to see her reaction to her dad playing guitar, and now that I believe she's old enough it's the perfect time!

Tom doesn't know I'm bringing her, only Bill. He thinks that I will be at the VIP tent watching the concert with some family members and other VIPs, but nope! I have our little girl with me!

I can't wait to see his reaction because he's always told me from the day she was born that he can't wait to play for her in the crowd and put extra effort in his solos for her.

So here we are now. It's almost 8:00pm, definitely past my baby's bedtime, but the show is about to start. I'm holding Nala on my left side as I walk in the stadium with a bunch of security guards. Fans turn around and greet us with a bunch of cheering, and some even got near the VIP tent to talk to me and hold her hand. They're all so sweet, I'm so glad they support Tom and I's relationship.

"Baby are you ready? daddy's gonna stand on that stage in a couple minutes!" I say to my daughter before the lights dim down and everyone starts cheering super loud. Nala smiles and nods quickly, before I remember I should probably put her ear protecting headphones on since she's still very sensitive and loud sounds like these can damage her hearing. "Baby let's put these on okay? you look so cute!!" I say as I pick her up again.

"Dada?" she points to the stage ahead of us, "yes! dada will get on there in a matter of seconds!" I don't even get to finish my sentence that the music starts playing and the boys get on stage. I gasp and point forward "Nala look!! there's dada!" I watch her smile grow wider and wider and it's melting my heart, "dada!!!". She's such a daddy's girl and seeing her light up at the sight of her father almost makes me tear up. She's so in love with him.

Tom is fully concentrated on playing the guitar, he almost never looks up from it when the concert is just starting since he still has to warm up and relieve the tension. Nala is pretty much dancing in my arms and it's making me giggle so much, she's so cute. "Uncle Billy!" she looks over, "yes! uncle Billy is also there! and so are uncle Georg and uncle Gustav!" she starts waving at them, but sadly no one is looking in our direction just yet.

Some time passes and Tom finally looks up at us, I see his eyes widen and his jaw fall to the floor at the sight of his daughter. "Nala look! dada is looking at us! wave!!" she quickly turns her head, "papa!!!" she starts waving with both her little hands as she also kicks her feet in my grasp, making me laugh as I wave too. Tom smiles brightly, waves back and mouths a small 'hi baby', which I told her about.

Halfway through the concert the boys are playing Pain Of Love, Nala has her arms wrapped around my neck and her head against mine. She's definitely getting tired. It's almost time for Tom's solo and I can tell that he's putting all his heart and soul in making this his best one yet. I tap Nala on the shoulder, "baby look! papa's going to play the guitar by himself now!" she shoots up with a smile and Tom gives us one last glance to make sure we're looking before playing the most magical solo ever. You can hear the dedication, passion and desire to play this to his daughter and it's making Nala's eyes twinkle with lust.

It eventually comes to an end, and as Tom looks at us fully satisfied with a smile, I tickle Nala's belly teasingly "Did you hear that!? that was so cool! wasn't it? dada played it for you!!" she just giggles and curls herself in a little ball from my touch on her stomach. I look up to give Tom a reassuring and proud smile that speaks more than a hundred words. He just smiles back and nods his head before turning back. He got the message.

It's almost the end of the show, the boys have now moved on the acoustic set, Bill saw Nala and waved at her too. They sit down on stools in the middle on the stage as Bill thanks all the fans for coming here tonight, Tom keeps looking and waving at us with a warm smile as Nala sends him kisses.

"I also wanted to take a moment to say hi to our special little spectator of the evening, my sweet niece that is in the crowd with us tonight!" Bill says as the crowd turns to us and cheers loudly.

I shoot up, "Nala look! they're waving at you say hi! hiii!!!" I say. "Hiii!!!!!" Nala smiles as the crowd aw's in unison and the boys all wave back to her.

"It's her first concert and Tom can't stop looking in that particular direction as you can tell!" Bill adds as everyone laughs.

"Aww she's tired..well, should we play just a couple more songs before Nala drifts to sleep?" the crowd cheers again as their attention is back to the band, and the concert eventually comes to an end.

Nala slept on my shoulder for the last 20 minutes, but woke up just in time to say bye to her dad on stage and get out of the VIP tent. We make our way backstage with two security guards, before we see Tom standing alone at the foot of the stage, waiting for us surrounded by wires and lights everywhere. I gasp "Baby look who's there!!", "papa!!!" I slowly put her down as she runs towards her dad who bent down to hug her tight. "Hey baby! I missed you!! did you see me on stage?"

"Yeah!" Nala gets a little shy as Tom chuckles and picks her up. She wraps her arms around his neck and places her head in between it as he has one arm behind her back while kissing her cheek multiple times, making her giggle. "Did you like it, baby?" Tom asks again as she lets out a soft 'mhm'.

I slowly make my way towards them. Tom looks up at me with a smile, "heeeyy!" he kisses me, "hey!! she was so happy to see you on the big stage and you were so incredible wow!"

"Had any doubts?" he smirks as I scoff jokingly and lightly smack his arm, "of course not! I could tell how much this meant to you, and she loved it isn't that right?!" I turn my attention to Nala as I tickle her belly again. Tom looks at her and then back at me, mouthing a light 'thank you'.

"Where's my favorite baby?!" we turn around to see Bill running towards us with his arms out, completely sweaty, followed by Georg and Gustav who had towels around their necks. "Here she is!" Tom hands him Nala. "Uncle Bill uncle Bill!!!"

"Yes! uncle Bill is here!! hi little princess I missed youuu!!!" Bill holds her close and spins a couple times. "Did you enjoy the show? it was lovely having you in the crowd tonight!"

"Yes!" she giggles as we all aw in unison and laugh. "Hi uncle Georg! Hi uncle Gustav!" Nala looks ahead, "hi cutie!" Georg says while caressing her cheek as he's followed by Gustav's "hey pretty girl!"

Nala turns to look at me and Tom who had his right arm around my shoulders, "mama I'm sleepy" she holds her arms out as Tom quickly goes to pick her up. "Aaw you're sleepy? let's go then, let's have night night." I say as I too caress her soft cheek. Her little curls bouncing up at the slightest touch of them, her small Tokio Hotel denim jacket that matches her jeans and pink shoes, her red little lips...gosh this child is adorable and definitely Tom's twin.

"Let's go home baby come on" Tom giggles softly as Nala drifts to sleep on his shoulder in the same position as before. We say bye to everyone and head our way home. It was an amazing and very sweet night. I'm so glad my baby could see her dad perform, and I'm so proud of Tom for putting all his heart and soul in making her proud of him. She truly means the world to him and nothing could ever change that.

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I hope you guys liked this! it's my first image and even if I'm not very good at writing these things yet, I had a fun time and I hope you did too! make sure to send image requests! I would love to put my spin on your ideas 💕 byee! ♡

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[julilovesyou444]

ok first of all your writing is so good i’m literally in love????? anyways, could i request a tom x reader fluff with them cuddling but like tom doesn’t rly know how to do it bc he’s used to hook ups and stuff and so it’s diff for him?? i feel like that’s super specific but i think i wld be so cuteee idkk. anyways tysm pookie 💗💗💗

show me how ~ tom kaulitz

AHHHH thank you love!! you are so sweet💟 I’ll try!!! thank you for requesting, this is my first time doing one of these so I’ll do my best!! if you have a request, feel free to do it in the little thingy on my page, this was so fun !! ALSO, if this isn’t what you were expecting or anything, I’ll write it again differently, no problem ☺️

background ~ you and your boyfriend had just started dating not long ago, and there were a lot of things in the relationship that were new to him. he hadn’t been in many relationships at all, so he isn’t sure on everything, for example, cuddling and affection. you show him how :)

warnings ~ none, just fluff and cutesy stuff, tad bit of angst too

I’m Montenegrin so please forgive me if my English is messed up !

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you had been at home all day, just picking up and relaxing. it was a pretty chill day though. you’re boyfriend, Tom, was at the studio all day. At first it was just a couple days of the week for a few hours, but lately it had been everyday for the whole day. You could tell it was taking a toll on him. He was tired and more irritable. You knew it wasn’t his fault, and you honestly felt really bad for him. When he would come home, he wouldn’t want anyone to bother him. After dating Tom for a week or two, you came to realize he was not an affectionate person. You thought that he just needed to warm up to you, but it had been almost a month. Besides kissing and sex, he rarely touched you. You couldn’t figure out what was wrong, so you tried to ignore it for the main part.

today was another long day for him. you weren’t living together yet, but he just slept over at your place all the time. you had made dinner for him tonight, not something you always did but you wanted to be nice. you were sitting on your bed, scrolling through random websites on your laptop when you heard the front door open and shut. Tom didn’t call out to you like he usually did. You knew today probably sucked for him. The fear of him rejecting you as he sometimes did made it hard for you to leave your room, but you did anyways.

You walked down the hallway to main room of the apartment to see Tom sitting on the couch, watching tv. He looked angry. The dinner you made him still sat on the table, untouched, and probably cold now.

“I made you dinner.”, you spoke softly. His eyes darted from the screen to yours. Tom looked so upset, almost as if he wanted to cry.

“I know. Thanks, but I’m not hungry.”, he replied coldly.

You took a step closer to him, almost testing the waters.

“How was the studio?”

“Shit. It was shit. Do I need to pause this or…?”, he replied rather harshly, referring to the television.

“Tom…”, you trailed off, very quiet. He saw the hurt in your eyes and immediately hated himself for taking his anger out on you. He grabbed the remote and turned off the t.v.

“I’m sorry, I’m just in a bad mood. I’m really stressed and tired and I don’t know how to get rid of it, but I shouldn’t take it out on you.”, Tom said, sounding genuine as ever.

“come here.”, you said, putting your hand out for him to take. You could tell he was very hesitant, but he took your hand and let you pull him up from the couch.

before he could argue or protest, you pulled him into a hug. you usually didn’t hug, but it felt like he needed it. You wrapped your arms tightly around his torso and pushed the side of your face into his chest. At first, his arms were just outwards, unsure of where to go. When he became more aware and comfortable, and put his arms around your neck, hands on the side of your head as he placed his head on top on yours. you could feel him relax into the hug, and it made you so happy that you were finally able to do that for him.

“I’m sorry for being rude, today was just so so bad, and these long ass days are tiring me out.”, Tom said, his voice muffled into your head. He left a soft kiss on the crown of your head.

“I know, and I’m sorry. Let me help.”, you pulled away, looking up at him.

“Help how?”

“Y’know, help you relax and stuff. Make you feel better.”

“I’m not really in the mood to fuc-“

“No, Tom, not that. Like just get into pajamas and I’ll rub your back and cuddle you, yea?”

“Uhh-“

“Please, trust me, you’ll feel so much better.”

Maybe it was your pleading eyes, or the fact that he secretly wanted to be intimate with you in this sense, but it didn’t take a lot for him to give in.

“Okay.”

“Yea?”, you beamed. He couldn’t help but smile back before playfully rolling his eyes.

“Yea.”

“Okay, go get changed into something comfier.”

He nodded and grabbed some of his clothes from your room before heading to the bathroom.

You quickly went into your room and started trying to “set the mood”. You dimmed the lights as much as possible and lit a few candles. You grabbed a bunch of really soft blankets and some water too. You wanted him to feel comfortable around you. He wasn’t affectionate or that touchy with you, and you wanted him to be.

Tom walked into your room, looking around, admiring your dedication.

“Lay down.”, you instructed.

“So bossy.”, he jokingly muttered.

He laid down on your bed as you walked over.

“Lay on your stomach.”

He groaned but turned over onto his stomach.

You climbed up onto the bed, and then put one of your legs over him so you were straddling his lower back.

“what are you-“

“shhh just relax.”

your hands found their way under his shirt, making their way up to his upperback. You began to slowly massage circles into his back, feeling him instantly become less tense under you. You gradually added pressure in places that felt a little more stiff. You began to knead the knots out of his back too. There were a lot. No wonder the poor boy was so upset, his stress was causing him to get strained.

You went on massaging him for a bit more, and you could tell how calm he was getting.

you climbed off of his back and laid on your side next to him, facing him. His face was towards you and his eyes were shut, but you could tell he wasn’t asleep just yet.

“did you like that?”, you said softly. he opened his eyes narrowly and nodded.

“yes, thank you. you don’t even know how much I needed that. I’m so tired now.”, he murmured.

you opened up your arms. Tom watched you intently.

“c’mere”

“for what?”

“pleaseee don’t fight me on this one. I just wanna hold you.”

“what, like cuddling?”, he questioned, looking doubtful.

“yea… is that okay?”

“um… yea, yea it is. its just that… fuck, this is embarrassing.”, he rubbed his eyes, trying to hide his uneasiness.

“listen, all of the girls I’ve been with before, I never really did anything like that with them. usually we would just hook up and they would leave. what im trying to say I guess, is that I don’t really know how to cuddle or anything like that. I sound so stupid. its kinda just like hugging, right?”, he rambled.

at first, you couldn’t even say anything because you could believe that your beautiful, beautiful boyfriend had never been shown love and affection like that before. he so clearly deserved it, even though he had his moods, he was the sweetest thing. You felt bad for him. That was probably why he hadn’t shown or done anything like that for you before.

“I’ll show you how.”, you responded with a small but sweet smile. his eyes sorta lit up and he picked up his head from the pillow.

“show me how?”

“mhm, c’mere. don’t make me wait any longer, im tired too y’know.”, you teased him a little. Tom scoffed before scooting over to you, waiting for your instructions.

“put your head against my chest, under mine.”

he listened to you, putting the side of his face against your chest. You took his arm and wrapped it around your waist, and he quickly got the memo and snuck his other arm beneath you so that they were both wrapped around you. He pulled you closer, forcing you to smile. you entangled your legs with his.

you two were finally cuddling. you had wanted to for so long, but you didn’t know how to ask. you could feel Tom’s slow breath blow out against you as he got closer to falling asleep.

“thank you, baby.”, he sleepily mumbled.

“of course. I’m sorry your day wasn’t great.”

“it’s definitely better now. I wish we would’ve done this earlier.”

“I thought you didn’t really want me to touch you, or for you to touch me, in this way, I guess…”

“I’m sorry, I wanted to but it was just unfamiliar to me and that kind of scared me, I didn’t want to do anything wrong and I’m not used to this kind of affection.”

“I’m sorry, Tom.”, you said, gently stroking his hair. he breathed deeply, showing you how relaxed he was becoming.

“it’s okay, I have you now.”

You continued to play with his hair as he cuddled you, and you could tell just how peaceful he was. He ended up falling asleep pretty fast. You were so happy that he was able to unwind and open up with you. You reached over to the candle and blew it out. You flipped the light switch off and let yourself fall asleep in Tom’s arms.

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a/n ~ awww this is very sweet to me😭 I love doing these cutesy little stories, they are my favorite to write. I’m in my home country right now so I’m sorry if my posts are very inconsistent or posted at a weird time, thank you for the request!! all of the comments are so sweet too, and they make me feel a lot less insecure about my writing. have a good day !!!💋😽

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[braxlrose]

PLEASE MAKE 2005 BILL HCS 🙏🏻🙇🏻‍♀️

I based this on the song Ich Bin Nich' Ich from their Schrei album so I hope you enjoy!

content warnings: bill being sad? 😭 lots of angst yk (which if you've been here for a while you'd know I actually LOVE writing angst) idk if this is considered toxic bc the way I've written it, it's very much filled with codependency to like a point where without a person youre suffering so 😬.

summary: bill misses you more than anything right now.

word count: 1.4k

a/n: for this fanfic, you're dating Bill at the time and have been for a little while, and it's set in like 2004/2005. I decided to do this bc Ich Bin Nich' Ich is literally my favorite song from Schrei sooo I can't wait to write this. I'm not sure if anybody else has done this so if they have please tell me! also, lmk if you want to be added to the tag list 💖💖

+ this is from bills perspective

Ich Bin Nich' Ich

meine augen schaun mich müde an und finden keinen trost

I laid down in my bed, my head pounding achingly from tonight's show. Sweat dripped down my forehead and rolled onto my pillow as I turned over. My shallow breathing was catching up to me and my eyes closed ever-so lightly. The cold pillow was a perfect embrace after the show tonight. Well—almost perfect.

My heart twinged with sadness as you came into my head. You always sat in the back of my head like a lingering melody, haunting and sweet. My mind never was able to get fully rid of you, especially now since we're on tour. Your soft and supple hands always seemed to fit perfectly in mine. You're glistening eyes, staring back at me and that enchanting smile that sat flawlessly upon your face. Nothing could ever pull me away from staring at you when we were together. Everything about you always made me feel like we were destined to be brought together, we fit so well with each other and our bodies seemed to always be pulling towards each other like magnets.

My fingernails dug into the bed sheets as I closed my eyes to "watch" you. Who cares if I couldn't see you right now, right? I could always close my eyes and watch the way your perfect body; your perfect everything, moved like the water as you glided through the air, running towards me whenever we would see each other again.

That wouldn't be for months, though..

The coldness of my pillow was fading as my body denied itself rest. I couldn't fall asleep with the sound of your angelic voice, whispering in my head. Which was ironic, because that voice was the same one that always helped me fall asleep on my hardest nights. Nothing right now could ever comfort me.. not unless you showed up.

I groaned in annoyance as a soft knock cracked against my door. Who needs to talk to me right now, it's 11 o' clock at night.

I pulled myself up off of my bed; the bedsheets lightly sticking to my skin from the sweat that once dripped from my body. Walking felt like trying to pull myself through quicksand, all I wanted to do was to see you. You see you—no, feel you jump into my arms and press your beautiful lips up against mine.

God, how amazing that would feel right now.

My body finally brought itself to the door and my hand slowly pulled it open to see a face I had known for quite some time.

"Tom?" I mumbled out, pressed my face into the tinted wall, "What are you doing up here?" I asked, my breath feeling heavy again.

"We're going to a party, are you coming or are you going to coop yourself up in your room again, for the nth time in a row." He spouted at me.

I rolled my eyes before telling him I'd be staying in my room again. He may have seemed a little agitated about that, but from the way he was looking at me, I think he could tell what was wrong. He always knew what was wrong.

"It's always obvious, your eyes tell us everything, Bill.." He would say to me every once in a while when I felt down. I guess I was never the one who was good at hiding my feelings, especially from my brother.

ich kann mich nich' mehr mit ansehen—bin ich los

alles was hier mal war—kann ich nich' mehr in mir finden

I forced myself into the bathroom, my hands gripping onto the sink in front of me as my eyes hesitated to look myself in the face. I'm sure I looked awful. Ever since I met you, I never felt like myself without you. You brought the me out of me. That's what I loved about you so much.

My eye makeup was smeared a bit and some of my mascara had run down my cheeks. I honestly looked like a mess. I blinked in the mirror, watching myself crumble. I needed you so badly. This was one of the hard nights, the hard nights when I really needed you.

The water i splashed upon my face dripped down my neck as my eyes slowly came upwards to look myself in the face.

I could never seem to see myself when you weren't with me, you always made me feel so much better. About everything and anything. I'm still not sure how you did it..

alles weg—wie im wahn, seh ich mich immer mehr verschwinden

My freshly dried face from a cotton towel felt stiff as tears rolled down my cheeks. My eyes stung with a fiery intensity that only someone as gracious and wonderful as you.

My body didn't seem like my own anymore as I crashed down against the soft, recently sweaty bed. Makeup smeared on the pillow as my cheek rested against it, staring over at the dimly lit; slightly sparky (?) lamp next to me. The curtains surrounding my room seemed to understand my awful being right now as I could feel more tears threatening to spill over my waterline, down my face.

I could almost swear this was an out of body experience, maybe I was just tired. Everything around me felt like a dream and I could feel myself slipping away. My body, my dreams, my everything. Nothing felt real anymore. Not when I'm away from you.

ich bin nich' ich wenn du nich' bei mir bist—bin ich allein

und das was jetzt noch von mir übrig ist...

My breath was caught in my throat as more memories of you poured into my head.

××× I remember the first time I saw you—

Walking outside the studio while everybody else finished up inside, the cold wind blowing in my face, brushing my hardened bangs to the side. My teeth lightly chattered as you flowed by me. I could swear you were an angel.

From your angelic face, to your scent. You were absolutely perfect and I was infatuated with you. I remember thinking someone like you would never go for someone like me.. right?

How happy I was when I figured out I was wrong.

From the way you held yourself to your laughter to your strength. You were everything I was looking for and more. How could I stumble upon love so quickly? How was I so lucky to have you enthralled with me.

You had never even heard of my band yet, you weren't a crazy, obsessed fan girl. You weren't someone looking for a one night stand or someone who wanted fame by association. You were so beautiful and real and absolutely raw. I still don't understand sometimes why you chose me, but I'm so glad you did.

×××

but here... without you. I feel as though I've lost a part of me. Like I'm not me when I'm not with you. I don't feel whole and I don't think I will until we've been reunited.

××× you're bright red, slushy red tongue seemed to gawk at my blue one as we laughed. I laid my around around you as we walked through the park. I finally had a day off from rehearsing and playing live shows, to hang out with you.

I swear my heart was going to explode out of my chest just from staring down into your beautiful eyes. The way you were staring up at me—i don't think I had ever loved somebody so much. You were my true "everything".

××× your warm breath, slowly yet calmly blowing against my neck as you fell into a deep slumber was probably one of the most relaxing things I could ever dream of. My arms were wrapped around you as the TV quietly played in the background. My body had never felt so amazing. And now with you—you just made everything so much better.

My hands glided into your hair as you snuggled closer into me. With the warm air surrounding us and the soft hum of the noise around us. Everything seemed absolutely perfect.

How could I live without you?

will ich nich' sein

draußen hängt der himmel schief

und an der Wand dein abschiedsbrief

ich bin nich' ich wenn du nich' bei mir bist—bin ich allein

I slowly closed my eyes, my body finally relaxing. Ever-so slightly, at least. We'd be together again soon, I'm not sure why tonight was so hard for me, to be without you.. but I cannot wait to see your sparkling beauty staring back at me when we come together again. I don't feel like myself right now, but hopefully with time, you will bring that back to me...

sorry this isn't longer 😭 I hope you guys enjoyed this though! also here are the English translations for the lyrics. They're pretty accurate, but some stuff may be a little off 😞

translations:

one: My eyes show off all of my sadness, and find no comfort here.

two: I can't face myself anymore, I'm not me.

three: Everything that was here, I cannot find myself inside me.

four: Swept away like a dream, I see myself vanish more and more.

five: I'm not myself when you're not, not with me, i'm all alone.

six: And everything that is still left of me.

seven: I don't want to be outside the heavens hang a slope and on the wall your farewell note. I'm not myself when you're not, not with me, I'm alone.

also this isn't proofread, so if there are any mistakes sorry!!

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[thenighthekate]

Bring me to heaven ( t.k. )

But all my soul was full of light. A joyful sense and purity. Is all I can remember; the very night to me was bright.

Her beauty was orphic, beyond explainable and out of the ordinary. The plush of her thighs glistened in the moonlight as she kneeled beside her bed, her eyes fluttering shut and her hands clasping together. Soft whispers were let out between her lips, something about father, mother, praising the man above. He wanted to ruin this part of her, this innocent, shielded part. He wanted to taint her, have her all to himself.

His hand traveled down his stomach, his palm grabbing the growing bulge in his baggy pants. He screwed his eyes shut, his mind buzzing with everything he wanted to do to her, show her a new world she has never seen. He felt the bed dip, the girl of his fantasies crawling towards his spread arms.

The rules from her parents were simple, he could date her as long as he didn't put devilish thoughts into her head, but at this moment he felt like sinning, he felt like breaking every law that was strongly placed down.

Her head rested on his shoulder, quiet breaths deep from her chest as she shut her eyes to sleep. He took a hold of her hand, his fingers drawing figures on the top of her palm. He softly moved her body, his own frame casting a shadow on top of her as he moved to get closer. He nuzzled his nose in the crook of her neck, her scent clouding his senses, sweet vanilla and cinnamon making him high.

" What are you doing?" Her soft voice was filled with sleep, her eyes barely open as she grabbed onto his head. Her skin tickled when he left kisses right beside her jaw, the small pecks traveling towards her lips. When their mouths met, Tom was on cloud nine. The kiss was sweet, filled with innocence and unsure motions. He leaned in deeper, his hand rubbing her cheek, the other one sliding down her body. " We can't." Her soft, pillowy lips broke away from his, doe eyes staring straight at him, making his head spin even more.

He didn't say anything, his gaze shifting all over her face, landing on her soft pout. The hand on her face slowly dragged closer to her chin. His grasp was tight, a gasp leaving her when his thumb grazed the corners of her mouth. He pinched her bottom lip, his finger sliding closer to her opening. When his digit pressed down on her tongue, flattening the curve her mouth closed around him in shock.

" But you want to." He whispered, her eyes wide, her chest heaving up and down meeting his own.

" I-"

" Do this for me, just tonight. Tomorrow you can go back to the good girl you're pretending to be." His words were manipulative, almost sadistic. She kept quiet, he could see the gears turning in her head, she was never good at deciding. With hesitance laced through her expression, she nodded her head, her hair falling off her shoulders, Tom's gaze suddenly on the newly naked flesh.

The room felt hotter, her shirt scrunched around her chest, his hands were groping her breasts, molding the skin into the shape of his palms. Soft breaths and whines left her lips as he kissed down her stomach. The new sensations tickled her brain, goosebumps appearing all over her body.

" Lift up." Her hands slowly rose, the white fabric of her top sliding all the way off. It was truly a sight for sore eyes, her nipples perked up, ready to be tugged, bitten. He could feel himself diving deeper into his obsession, like an addict straight on their high he never wanted to stop. As he took his sweet time exploring her body, her cheeks grew rosier by each passing second. She felt exposed, embarrassed, but yet a part of her wanted to carry on, felt like she needed to feel him pressed against her for the rest of their lives.

His hands slid further down, the hem of her shorts right underneath his fingertips. Spots of red were left on her skin, the bloody color soon turning purple and littering her chest. Tom tried to be sweet, be patient and take his time, but he simply couldn't.

With a simple tug, he took off her pants, now laying completely naked beneath him she felt like the odd one. Her hands slid from his shoulders towards his abs, the end of his shirt tight in her palm as she lifted the fabric. He helped her take his shirt off, his toned skin shining in the cool moonlight.

Time was moving fast, hours felt like only a couple seconds. His head was between her thighs, her legs spread as wide as possible to let his frame rest comfortably. Her back arched from the covers of the bed, his eyes glued to her shut ones as he let his tongue dance over her flesh. His mouth was all over her, his teeth slightly biting her soft bundle of nerves. At the motion her hips twitched to meet his face, her plump lips open, eyebrows scrunched, trying so hard not to let anyone hear.

The silver cross around her neck dangled with every move she made, the cold, shiny metal oftentimes grazing her nipple making her shudder.

The feeling was getting stronger, her gut twisting and wrenching whenever his tongue met just the right place. Her fingers were scratching against his scalp, her hands trying to push him away. " Let go." His words were slurred, sloppy sounds filled the room as he lapped up any spit and juices.

" I can't." It almost sounded like she was crying, the pleasure getting to her head, not caring anymore if anyone heard or saw.

Tom abruptly stopped, his own fingers fiddling with his belt trying to get the pieces of clothing off. " It will hurt, I'm sorry." At the moment the lack of protection didn't bother anyone, the only emotion they felt was lust and longing. Her hands wrapped around his neck, her forehead creasing ready to endure the stretching pain. They were both panting, their heads pressed up against each other.

A pained moan left her lips, her hands pressing his shoulders in a motion to make him stop. " I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry." It felt like her body was ripping in half, and when he was fully in no one moved. Tom waited until her expression full of pain turned into mind blowing pleasure, and he didn't have to wait for long. As soon as he started to move his hips those same sweet sounds left her lips.

Her hair was a mess, sprawled all over the pillows, her skin glistening with a sheer layer of sweat.

" This is better than I could've ever imagined." He could tell that she was far too gone to make complete sentences, her legs slightly shaking around his waist, her mouth open, eyes shut. With her lack of experience her breaking point was coming fast, her whole body shuddering with pleasure and an adrenaline rush.

She didn't even know what was happening, but a strong wave of euphoria made her choke on her own spit, her head bopping against the pillows with every thrust.

" That's it. Just like that." His own finish was coming soon, but the girl below him looked spent. Her eyes were practically closing, her body limp and molding to his every order. When his own eyes were just about to shut with pleasure he pulled out, cold air immediately filling the empty spaces. He would do anything for her, including letting her rest and finishing himself off alone, after all he took everything he wanted.

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[bkaulitzz]

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

more like this on my wattpad b_kaulitzz

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i dont rlly have any pics to match sigh

info/warnings: SMUT, p in v, oral, praising, FEM x SUB!BILL, no usage of y/n but it is x reader

synopsis: based on that one chai bot that asks you to wash his hair, I DONT DESCRIBE HAIR OR BLUSHING BC I TRY TO BE INCLUSIVE 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

more under cut :)

I hugged a pillow between my legs, running my nails over the remote buttons as the TV shined on my face. The low hum coming from the TV as the room was dark, my hip resting against the firm, leather cushion. I yawned, my eyes barely opening as the drama murmured. I raised an eyebrow, hearing the door crack open. Bill's slim figure entered my vision as he was already inside, closing the door. He sighed in relief, locking it before coming over by the feet side of the couch. "How was the show?" I sighed, looking up at him as he held wide eyes with a smile. His mascara and eyeshadow practically melted.

"It was great...I'm exhausted, " He said. I sat up, moving my legs off the couch. He came over, the cushion dipped as he took a seat next to me.

"I can see that, " I snickered as I scanned over his face and hair. His hair was slightly shiny from the mixed sweat and hairspray, the TV screen light only exposing him more. He frowned as his gaze from the TV turned to me.

"Do I look that bad?" He reached up from a piece of his hair, pouting as he looked up at the start of the spikes that surrounded his hairline.

"Yes, " I snickered more, covering my mouth as the laugh became more obnoxious. He whined, looking at me again.

"You don't have to be so mean about it, " He twirled the crunchy piece of hair that slowly unraveled from the hairspray.

"I'm just playing, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, sitting back on my hands.

"Well...can you do something about it?" He tilted his head, running his fingers through more crunchy strands.

"As in?..." I raised an eyebrow.

"Wash my hair?" He leaned in close as he asked, fluttering his eyelashes. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"What?? No, you can do that yourself, " I crossed my arms, sitting more on the couch as I turned back to the TV.

"Please?" He pleaded with a frown and I kept my attention on the cheesy romance drama.

"No," I repeated.

"Pleeeaaaaase, " Bill dragged out, placing his temple on my shoulder as he looked up at me. I turned my head to him as he gave me doe eyes, his hands fidgeting to take off one of his bracelets. My eyebrows relaxed as I looked down at him, giving a small smile before parting my lips.

"No, " I said sternly. He pouted, staying in the position he was in.

"Don't be like that, " He whined, groaning after. "Just this once? Please? I won't ever ask you again, " He threw off his cuff bracelets, causing them to clank against the glass coffee table. I clicked my tongue, rolling my eyes.

"I don't know why you want me to do it so bad, " I pushed him off, pressing my finger pads against his forehead. He frowned, attaching his chin to my shoulder.

"Because I'm your bestest, sweetest, nicest, and hottest friend. And, you'll do anything for me, right?" He grinned, his canine teeth showing as his eyes squinted from smiling widely.

"You're being sooo corny, are you drunk?" I snickered. He shook his head, throwing the rest of his bracelets onto the table.

"Is that a yes?" His eyes became hooded as he stared over my lips, only a few inches away. He looked back up at me with the same doe look.

"Fine, only so you shut up, " I scoffed, getting up from the couch. I reached for the remote, shutting the TV off, leaving us in the dark again. He squealed quietly, clapping his hands.

"Yay!" Bill exclaimed. I sighed, throwing the remote onto the couch before making my way to the single bathroom. I turned on the light, rubbing my eyes as I walked to the tub. I sat on the ledge, looking over at Bill as he held a grin. He closed the door behind him, coming over to sit back on my right against the tub.

"Cold or what?" I reached up for the shower head, taking it off it's place. I turned it on, feeling the temperature as he rolled his eyes back instinctively to think.

"Lukewarm, " His eyes turned to me with the same doe look. I reached for the knob, twisting it with a creak before feeling the temperature again. I sighed before turning to Bill.

"Close your eyes, " I said before he did so. I ran the water over his hair from his hairline, his spikes deflating as they soaked up the water. I ran my fingers through his scalp, causing him to shiver. I snickered, making sure to drench his whole head.

"That tickles, " He breathed out. I turned off the water, grabbing the mini shampoo, and clicked it open before splurting a quarter size into my palm.

"This is gonna tickle more, " I said and lathered the shampoo into a foam. He looked over at me, his eyes still surrounded by the shimmery eyeshadow.

"Be gentle, " He said. I leaned more over him, both of my hands moving into his hair. I bit my lip, focusing on his hair as his eyes looked up at me. I massaged the soap into his scalp with my fingertips, causing Bill to close his eyes. He hummed in delight as the lather ran through my fingers and his hair.

"Does it feel good?" I ran the shampoo through his hair strands before massaging it into his scalp again. He let out a small 'mhm,' looking up at me again with hooded eyes.

"Thank you, you're so sweet, " He purred, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. I grimaced, continuing to scrub his hair.

"Sweet?" I fake gagged, pulled away, and shook the excess shampoo off my hands.

"Yea, sweet. Is something wrong with that?" Bill huffed. I reached for the cold metal again, the knob creaking once again as I came close.

"Yea?! You never call me that, " I scoffed, leaning down to him again. My whole upper body was over him as my right hand ran up to his scalp, spraying warm water to rinse the hair out. I held my breath as he looked up at me, fluttering his eyes.

"Can't I call you sweet now?" He hummed. I raised my damp hand to his nose, pinching it and causing him to wince. I snickered as I pulled away from his now-red nose, continuing to rinse his hair out. "Why'd you do that?!" He frowned as he reached for his nose, massaging it.

"I always do that, what do you mean?" I sighed as I continued to rinse his hair off.

"Well...it was mean, " He sulked as I turned the water off and placed the shower head down.

"I was just playing, Bill, I'm sorry, " I picked up the mini conditioner, squirting an even amount into my hand. I groaned, moving my hands down to massage it to the ends of his hair.

"I accept your apology...only because you're washing my hair, " He muttered.

"What's up with you, Bill?" I grabbed the shower head again.

"Nothing...why?" He looked away as I rinsed his soft hair out of the conditioner.

"You're really soft today, " I squeezed my pointer and middle finger together, squeezing the conditioner out of each strand.

"No, I'm not!" Bill retorted.

"Yes, you are, " I nodded before turning off the water for a final time. I pulled away from him, getting up on one knee to put away the shower head.

"No, I'm not, " He crossed his arms as he laid there with his wet hair. I rolled my eyes, sliding off the ledge. My feet hit the cold brick floor as I took a few steps to the cabinet.

"You so are, " I pulled it open, leaning down to pull out a fiber towel. I walked back to Bill, leaning over as he lifted his head up a bit for me. I wrapped the towel around his head, allowing him to sit up more.

"No, I'm not, " He dragged out. I exhaled, drying his hair out for him.

"Just admit it, " I snickered, continuing to dry his hair.

"I'm not!" He huffed. I pulled the towel on his head, covering his eyes before letting go and running out of the bathroom. His groans were faint as I plopped onto the couch. I turned the TV on again, hearing his feet pitter-patter as he flipped the switch off, making his way to the couch. "You're so mean!" He groaned, plopping by my feet as I was already sprawled out.

"Boohoo, " I stuck my tongue out, focusing on the movie. He threw the towel aside, his hair still damp as he crawled down to me. I furrowed my brows, feeling him wrap his arms around my waist.

"Now you have to deal with this, " He laid his chin on my chest as he looked up at me. I tilted my head, reaching down to comb my fingers through his hair, revealing more of his face.

"You're so weird..." I sucked my teeth, turning my whole body to lay flat against the couch. He laid between my legs, his chin still resting on my chest as I played with his damp hair.

"You think so?" He looked away, closing his eyes. I continued to run my fingers through his hair one after another, slowly.

"Yea...you aren't responding like you usually do, " I hummed. He fluttered his eyes open, coming up closer as my fingers were tangled in his hair.

"I guess..." Bill locked eyes with me, being at eye level by now. I furrowed my brows as his eyes slowly went down to my lips, his heartbeat against my chest, racing faster than I could keep up.

"Bill?..." I mumbled, moving my hands down from his hair to cup his cheeks. I raised his face to look at me, my legs feeling the warmth of his jeans rubbing against my calves.

"How do I tell you?..." He looked away. I bit my lip, caressing his right cheek with my thumb as his face was painted pink.

"Tell me what?" I smirked, continuing to caress his cheek.

"I..." He whispered, slowly looking back at me. I ran my hand down his soft face, swiping my thumb over his bottom lip. He looked at me with parted lips before speaking again. "I like you..." He whispered, becoming a dark shade of red throughout his face and ears.

"You what?" I grinned, continuing to play with his bottom lip. He bit his lip, faceplanting his face in my chest. I slid my hands back into his damp hair, the beachy smell of the shampoo being so close.

"Stop it, " He whined, peeking up at me, keeping the rest of his face buried in my chest.

"I didn't hear you, " I hummed, twirling a strand of his hair in my finger. He propped his chin up again, still being the same shade of red.

"I like you, okay?..." He looked away. I pulled him in by the back of his head, being centimeters away from his face by now. He widened his eyes as he looked at me, his heartbeat only racing more against my chest. I leaned close, keeping my eyes on his lips before kissing his plump lips. He slowly closed his eyes, kissing back. The faint taste of beer faded into my lips.

"You lied, you did drink, " I mumbled against his lips, moving a hand to the side of his cheek before kissing him again.

"Only a bit..." He responded. I cupped his lower jaw, causing him to softly gasp as his lips moved against mine. "I meant every word, I swear, " He panted as I began to harshly move my lips against his. I raised an eyebrow, my eyes still closed as I trailed my hand down to the growing tent in his pants. His breath hitched into the kiss, making more room for my hand.

"Are you sure?" I pulled away from the kiss. His lips were puckered as I gently squished his face in my grasp.

"Sober, " He nodded as he spoke. I pulled away from his face, allowing him to lay his head in the crook of my neck. His gaze focused on my hand, unbuckling his belt with a few pulls. I pulled it out of his belt loops, and he lazily laid his arms around my waist. I dropped the belt to the floor, the decorations clanking against each other as my hand moved back to the start of his jeans. I unbuttoned them, zipping the fly down before moving my hand between his jeans and boxers. I bit my lip, feeling Bill hide his face in the crook of my neck. I palmed him, his soft moans tickling against my neck. I slid my hand into his boxers, pulling his hard length out. His chest heaved as he laid by my side, continuing to watch.

"So shy..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his cock. Bill let out a whine as he shuddered against my cold touch. I slowly pumped him and he moved his lips against my lips. He planted soft kisses, shakingly moaning against my skin as I pumped him, occasionally thumbing his tip. I bit my lip, feeling him nip at my skin as I tightened my grip more. His breath hiccuped, leaving behind small red marks scattered across my skin as I slowly yet harshly worked my hand around his cock. He slid a hand under my shirt, cupping my bare boob as I didn't wear a bra. I let out a small gasp, feeling his run my nipple in between his two fingers. He lifted my shirt above my chest with his wrist, continuing to play with my nipple. I turned my head to him, continuing to keep my grasp around his cock, hearing his sweet moans. He looked up at me with knotted brows, before pulling away to crawl on top of me. I rested my head on one of the couch pillows, my eyes following him as he placed gentle kisses around my chest. He looked up at me with a warm look, his eyes blinking slowly as his lashes accentuated him.

"This okay?..." He moved his kisses down, trailing them around my nipple. His kisses were soft, sinking into my skin as if I were quicksand.

"Keep going, " I nodded, moving my hand back into his now-dry hair. He laid his tongue flat against my hard nipple, causing me to shudder with the contact of his cold piercing. He wrapped his plump lips around my nipple, his other hand gliding down my torso to the start of my shorts. I softly moaned, running my fingers through his scalp. Bill closed his eyes, continuing to keep his lips around my nipple. He slid his hand into my shorts, his fingers already running against my wet slick as I wore no panties. I panted softly, gently grasping a handful of his hair as he circle my clit with his middle finger. His eyes were hooded as he looked at me, pulling off of my nipple.

"Am I doing good?" He gently spoke.

"You're doing so well, " I continued to play with his hair. His face was a soft pink again, moving down between my legs. He wrapped his fingers around the start of my shorts, pulling them off. I moved my legs in the opposite direction, causing Bill to sit up, and I kicked them off my ankles to help. He took hold of my ankles, peppering kisses as he slowly came back down. He kissed the flesh of my inner thighs, slowly moving them onto my pussy. He kissed my clit, his hands moving around the back of my thigh. My chest heaved as I watched him, sliding my hand down to gently take a grasp of his hair. He laid his tongue flat against my clit, eyes still hooded as they looked up at me. I panted softly, my other hand reaching back to take hold of the pillow. I arched my back slightly, feeling him lap his tongue against my clit. The metal that decorated his tongue occasionally hit my clit. The rings on his fingers slid against the flesh of my thigh as he slowly moved them to my pussy. I let out a drawn-out moan, throwing my head back as his tongue lapped, two of his fingers prodding at my slick hole. He slowly slid his fingers in, stopping at the cold metal around his fingers. I looked back down at him as he kept his menacing stare at me. I rested my ankles around his shoulders gently as I repeatedly panted, gripping his hair.

"Good boy..." I shakingly let out. He whimpered against my cunt, causing vibration against my skin. I let out a deliberate squeal, keeping eye contact with him. He slowly thrusted his fingers, wrapping his lips around my clit. He continued to moan against my skin, only causing more vibrations. I thinly moaned, feeling his fingers curl inside of me. I pushed his head down more, his lips unraveling as he pulled his fingers out. He wrapped his hand around my thigh again, his tongue moving through my folds. I breathed heavily, the static of the TV filling my head as I became lightheaded. Bill lifted my hips, licking up all of my juices before pulling away. I let out a depraved moan as he sat on his knees, reaching back for a condom. He tore it open, biting his lip as he pushed the condom down around his cock. I panted, catching my breath as he scooted over, taking hold of my calves.

"Is this alright?" He asked, looking down at me as he lifted my legs slightly. I gave him a small nod before his gaze moved down. He aligned himself, clenching my calves as he slowly entered. I threw my head back, arching my back as I heard his shaky breathing. I let out a high-pitched whine, feeling him slowly bottom me out as I dug my nails into the leather couch. He breathed heavily as he fully entered and I looked back up at him. He gave me a soft gaze, soothing me by moving a hand down on my hip to massage it. "You okay?"

"Yea...continue, " I panted. He nodded, moving both of his hands to my hips. His thumbs pressed into them as he slowly thrusted. I choked out moans, looking up at him as he furrowed his brows. He bit his lip, moving one of my legs over his shoulder. My chest caved as he leaned down, and the beachy coconut smell from his hair hit me again. The mumbling from the TV accompanied our heavy breathing as Bill stared into my eyes, reaching down for my left hand. He clasped his fingers into my hand, causing me to do the same. Our hands molded into one another as he kept his steady rhythm, bucking his hips into mine. The back of my head moved against the pillow as I dug my nails into the back of his palm, his tip kissing my cervix.

"You feel so good..." He rasped, each of his words tickling my nose and lips as he was a few inches away. I breathily moaned in response, the fly of his jeans tickling the back of my thighs.

"Fuck...you're doing so well, " I choked. He leaned down, placing his lips on mine, tasting myself on his tongue. His moans were strained as he shuddered his hips to the praise, my legs moving around his waist as he quickened his pace. He sloppily kissed my lips, barely being able to be attached as he thrusted. I furrowed my brows, pulling away as I threw my head back, feeling him hit my G-spot. "Right there, Bill, fuck, " I mewl. He kissed my chin, pulling away from my hand as he held my waist. He dug his polished nails into my flesh, leaving crescent marks as he sat up on his knees.

"So good, " Bill threw his head back, straining my name as I clenched around him. He repeatedly moaned my name, thrusting into my G-spot. I arched my back, my moans being cut off by one another. He leaned down, kissing in between my boobs as he kept a steady pace.

"You're such a good boy, " I cried out, causing him to roll his hips at a faster pace. I looked back down at him, his eyes glazed over as his eyeshadow was running more than it had before. His forehead glistened as he bit his lip. My body heated up as he muffledly groaned. He slowed down, feeling me clench around him. I groaned, lazily sitting up. I pushed him backward, causing him to fall back and lie flat against the couch. He widened his eyes as I straddled on top of him, positioning myself. "I didn't tell you to slow down."

"I'm sorry, " He stammered. I placed my hands on his torso, rolling my hips as I looked down at him. His brows were knitted as his jaw hung low. I lifted his t-shirt a bit, exposing his soft abs and the star tattoo that decorated his v-line. I bit my lip, watching as his head was thrown back. I sat on my knees, bouncing at a fast pace, causing high-pitched, filthy noises to escape his pretty pink lips. I leaned down, kissing his glistening neck as I kept my pace. He let out desperate whines, followed by grunts. I placed a hand behind his head, moving his face down to kiss his lips. I sloppily kissed him, his lips vibrating against mine as he let out broken cries of pleasure. "I'm close, " He breathed. My hips shuddered in response and he placed his hands on either side. His hips jolted as I placed my hands on his shoulders. I shrieked, feeling him thrust up into me, throwing my head back. The cold rings on his fingers accompanied the burning feeling of his hands on my hips. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach, clenching around him again. Bill groaned, cursing under my breath as I saw white, releasing all over his member. He sloppily fucking my cum into me as he came into the condom. I fluttered my eyes, turning back to him as I breathed heavily. A few strands of his hair flew to the front of his face as he looked up at me, breathing heavily as his musk filled my nose. I reached down, tucking the strands behind his ear.

"You did so well, " I panted, falling to lay on his chest. He rubbed my sides, catching his breath before answering.

"I still didn't get an answer, " He frowned as I looked up at him.

"Over?..." My eyes traced over his glistening features from the sweat. His eyes were hooded and glazed, his hair was disheveled as if I hadn't washed it before.

"Whether you like me or not..." He looked over at me. I sighed, leaning up to peck his lips, his face becoming a soft pink.

"I thought I didn't have to tell you, " I rolled my eyes, humming as I felt him trace circles into my hips.

"I just wanted to hear you say it, " Bill said and gave me a small grin.

"Fine...I like you, too, " I huffed. He pecked my lips repeatedly, giggling as he did. I snickered, cupping his cheek again. I groaned as I looked at his hair, seeing sweat at his hairline. "I just washed your hair too..."

"Shower?" He smirked.

"Again??" I grunted, pulling at his cheek.

"Just a shower, " He mumbled. I snickered, leaning in to press a long kiss on his lips.

"Fine, but I wanna stay here for a bit, " I said once I pulled away. Bill pecked my nose, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Can't wait."

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Please do bill x reader smutt female

Also separate can u do a georg smutt

Under the sheets

Bill K. x F! Reader & Georg L. x F! Reader (separate)

Synopsis: I dont't really have one to be honest just how bill and Georg are in bed HEHEHE

Notes: smut smut smut, 18+, oral, the basics,

A/N: Since there weren't any specifics, I decided to just make these general head canons I hope you don't mind🫶

Bill Kaulitz

- loves to make it about you

- no matter the circumstances he just loves to put you first

- Eats you out like a starved man

- Heavy on leaving marks on you

- Bites your inner thighs to tease you

- He only edges if he’s having a rough day otherwise he’d feel to bad and just want you to feel good

- Goes crazy if you agree to wear something of his

- Like a necklace of his he loves to watch it bounce against your chest when you ride him

- If you wear his shirt he can’t control himself

- We all know how tall he is so naturally it’s many sizes to big for you

- Kinda has a size kink

- Likes to completely envelope you in bed

- Content on just watching your facial expressions

- Pays close attention to what makes you loud and quieter

- Knows all your sensitive spots because of it

- Sometimes he gets into kinks but I feel like he doesn’t like to choke you but when you choke him? AHHH

- he’s just like a giggling and moaning mess when your hands are even NEAR his throat

- Likes the weirdest positions

- But his favorite one is kinda normal

- Loves wall sex

- He says it’s just so “natural” for him

- Whatever that means

- Leaves you so sore the way he makes your body bend

- Heavy aftercare

- Likes to take a shower and just soak in the water with you

- After he leaves you unable to walk he’ll be like

- “Oh! Tom invited us to dinner so be ready in 30 minutes”

Georg Listing

- I have mixed feelings about Georg

- I really feel like he’s either really soft or really rough in bed

- So I’m gonna say he’s both

- It’s not depending on if he had a bad day but more just when he feels like it

- Sometimes he comes back from a long day of interviews and just wants to lazy fuck

- Enjoys watching you work for it a little

- If you ride him he’ll just rock you against him with his hands while he stares up at you

- Sometimes he lays down but he also likes to sit against the headboard so he can make out with you

- PULL HIS HAIR BRO

- moans so loud when you do and it eggs him on

- The mood he’s in to go rough is usually a post-concert mood where he’s pumped full of energy and just wants to take it out on you

- If you were at the concert he’s just fucking your brains out while having a full conversation

- “Did you see me? Today was so good I felt like I played well it was so cool. Do you think I played well?”

- While you’re just like nodding while trying not to pass out from the pleasure

- Doggy style with him is rotting my whole BRAIN rn

- He pushes your head into the covers while playing with your ass

- Gets a little aggressive when he hears all your pretty noises

- Likes making you cry (in a good way I promise)

- Shower sex with him is a must

- Loves the way you look all drenched with water while he’s fucking you

- Mesmerized by the way the water trails down your body

- And can we talk abt how HE’D LOOKS?

- his hair looks sooo good slicked back

- he might put it up if you like it that way or if it’s bothering him to much

- He just looks like a Greek statue

- He’s literally the horniest person ever

- But you love him for it

- Just make sure you can keep up because he moves fast😭

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tom kaulitz x fem! reader

fluff. super fluffy. ok maybe a lil smutty but JUST A LITTLE im just in a really lovey dovey mood teehehehee🥰🥰 ok its short sorry (insp: reden)

age pairing : 16-17

warnings : implied s3x 💌

“come over” i read the message.

“y?” i reply.

“wanna talk to u”

i stare at his message. we’ve known each other for quite long, ever since that awards show. “he just suddenly wants to talk?” i thought. i don’t want to ignore him, but i can’t say no to a harmless invite.

him on the other hand, was sprawled on his bed in the hotel he was staying at. his phone laid beside him, his ears waiting for a sound of his phone buzzing per your reply.

he sat up hearing his phone buzz. “be there in 5” she replied.

his hotel room being quiet and dimly lit, he patiently waited for her. for his brother was not around for some reason, he felt the silence of the room.

his door bells. looking through the peep hole, seeing the girl he had just invited in front of his door.

“come in.” the dread-headed boy says, opening the door for the girl.

she was dressed in a tight pink top and bell bottom jeans. “you wanted to talk?” she says, her voice smooth like butter.

he sits on the bed, and pats the area beside him - motioning her to sit.

“i did.” he says, looking at her body, undressing her with his eyes.

she felt the tension. she knew the reason why she was here. the second she stepped into the dimly-lit room, his eyes heavily on her, she felt like sinning.

“come here, we won’t be disturbed.” he says lowly. the girl following his orders like a puppy.

and there she was, lying down on his bed. her bare body glistening of sweat, the light coming from the minibar making her figure look ethereal. her lips parted, her chest heaving from his touch.

he on the other hand felt - awkward. he only asked her to talk, what were they doing now? he was there, caressing her body, touching her, sucking her supple skin.

he pulls away from her. he didn’t love her. nor did she. they were just friends before this, after all - but he felt his heart skip a beat whenever they were together.

she props herself up with her arms, looking at the boy who sat on the edge of the bed with his face buried in his hands.

he turns to her with tears in his eyes.

“why are you crying?” she asks.

“i feel horrible. you’re my friend.”

“we were only supposed to talk, tom.”

“i know.” he says, plopping down beside me, him facing at me.

“we weren’t really supposed to do this in the first place.” the girl says softly, her hands on his tear-coated face.

he looks at her, her soft gaze on him. his heart starts to beat for the girl in front of him, he kisses her hand.

“i don’t want to be with anyone but you.” he confesses, out of the blue. she looks at him and smiles sweetly - pulling his body closer to hers.

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