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the fluffy hair dude :(

#tokio hotel #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel gustav shafer #photo dump #fluffy #long hair

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#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel gustav shafer #my boyfriend #i love him #i love my boyfriend #drummer boy

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baby gustav is so CUTE

#tokio hotel #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel gustav shafer #photo dump

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been my boyfriend since bridge to terabithia broski

#josh hutcherson #boyfriend #boyfriend reveal #fnaf #the hunger games #peeta mellark #futureman #bridge to terabithia #i love him #journey to the center of the earth #journey 2: the mysterious island #epic #famous #best actor

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MEOW

#tokio hotel #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel gustav shafer #photo dump #love of my life

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the silly

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I Wish.

a virgin!Gustav Shäfer smut fic ★

content: mild miscommunication, virginity talk, hand job, mention of aftercare

The two of you lay comfortably in his bed. Gustav on his back, and you on your side. You can’t help but look at him.. to cherish every opportunity like this one in which you get to spend the entire night like this, just… looking at him. Gently, you’ve been gently rubbing your hand against his lower stomach. He looks content, enjoying your touch, as there is no other place he could get such affection. With a subtle bite of your lip, you break the line of his boxers with your pinky, and begin to adjust your hand to be able to slide into them.

Gustav gasps softly and sits up a bit. He rests his weight on one elbow and grabs your hand by the wrist with his free hand. You look to see his face is flushed a rosy pink and he looks quite sheepish.

He mumbles, “I… don’t think we should.. uh..”

You give him a slightly saddened look. The pair of you have been dating for 6 months now, and you’ve never done anything more than some heated kissing and heavy petting, before Gustav gets cold feet and hot cheeks and pulls away.

“Do you not find me attractive?” You ask abruptly.

He looks horrified at the question, sitting up even more now, so that his weight no longer rests on his elbow but on his palm. “N- no! I mean— I do! So much.. I just…”

You pull your hand away from his loose hold on your wrist and sigh, “Then why won’t you let me touch you? What are you not telling me?”

He fidgets with his hand and looks down at his lap. He mumbles something that you can’t hear. You give him a “huh?” and he takes a deep breath.

“Because I’m a virgin!” He repeats— now audibly.

You can’t help but giggle, to which he seems extremely embarrassed. Making a grumbling sound and half assed-ly covers his face.

“No- No! I’m not laughing at you!” You give an amused sigh, “You thought I’d care about something like that?”

His expression softens, “You… don’t?”

“Of course not silly!” You laugh and give him a playful punch on the arm, “Why would I? That stuff doesn’t matter me— and besides, that means I get to be the one to take it…. if you so wish.”

“I wish.” He says wide-eyed. A smile creeps up the both of your faces.

“Okay.. one step at a time… why not a handy first?” You offer, to which he nods eagerly.

Before either of you knew it, Gustav was on his back, you sitting on his thighs, with your hand wrapped around his length. You never knew Gustav would be so squirmy when you did something like this. He’d buck into your hand, throw his head around, go from biting his thumb, to gripping the sheets, to reaching out for you to hold his hand, all within seconds of each other. It does seem though that he enjoys you holding his hand— interlocking the two of you’s fingers— throughout the process the most though. Gustav whines often and you can feel his thighs twitch beneath you plenty. You started slow, careful, watching his every reaction to make sure he was okay- it wasn’t until you hear Gustav breathe out a little ‘please’ that you decided to really pick up the pace.

Now here the two of you are, you stroke and touch and caress his dick in all the ways you’ve learned he likes it best throughout the 3 or so minutes you’ve been touching him. Paying special attention to the underneath of his shaft, since that makes him shiver in the most delightful ways. You can see Gustav begin to grow restless, his breathing getting breathier, his whines growing far more desperate. With the way he shook and how his fingers tightened around your hand and that wide eyed look he’s giving you, you know it’s only a matter of time before he bursts.

“Ach— Fuck.. oh.. I- I’m-“ With a stray moan Gustav thrusts into your hand suddenly, his mouth agape, his dick throbbing in your hand. His vision goes starry and white ropes of love fall over your hand as you give his length a few more slow pumps to ease him back down.

His breathing is heavy, and shaky, his hips still twitching occasionally. He looks at you like you’re the only thing that’s ever mattered to him. Truthfully, he almost looks like he’s on the brink of tears, but you’ve learned quite thoroughly the difference between what a “I’m so happy I could cry” Gustav, and a “I’m about to ball right now, and it’s gonna be bad” Gustav, looks like. And this is definitely the previous.

“C’mon, let’s go get a shower, hm?” You say, with a soft and gentle voice. He nods gratefully.

#tokio hotel gustav shafer #gustav schafer smut #gustav schafer x reader #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel fanfic #fanfic #tokio hotel smut #smut #tokio hotel fluff #miscommunication #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader

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:3

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:P

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can you do a version of your sleep well fic with tom but it’s with bill instead??? 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

ooo i love this

tbh i’m thinking of making this a lil series a doing this with all the tokio hotel members… would y’all like that??

this fic derives from: “Sleep Well” (the tom ver.) and “Tokio Hotel Cuddling Headcanons”

(sorry it’s a bit shorter than it’s predecessor!!)

Sweet Dreams

a Bill Kaulitz cuddle fic

content: embarrassing erections, cuteness, etc

synopsis: you fall asleep in Bill’s arms before he can ask for your help

Blankets piled on top of the both of you, Bill’s hands rest beneath your shirt as he gently glides his fingernails against the skin there. His nose pressed against your shoulder.

You can feel a sleepiness weighing down against you as Bill keeps you wrapped in himself. Your eyelids flutter shut slowly, but Bill’s relatively unaware.

He whines softly, “God… you smell so good.” He mumbles to you, “Honestly, I- I think I’m getting a bit um…” Bill bites his lip and waits for you to respond in some way. His pajama pants tightening in a familiar manner. Now, he notices that you’re heavier in his arms. He groans against the skin of your neck at that, now noticing he’ll just have to wait. His arms tighten around you.

Bill paces his breathing as best as he can, the tightening has quickly become throbbing and twitching. His nose is completely filled by the lovely smell of you. Bringing one hand away from the warmth beneath your shirt, he begins to touch at your hair.

In your soft slumber, you shift back against him, pressing yourself against the throbbing below his waistband. A strangled little mouse escapes him as he drops his head onto your shoulder. This is going to be even harder now.

Time trails on, and sure he enjoys having you in his arms, but he’d also like to have a bit of release at this point.

Your heavy eyelids flutter open, still feeling Bill pressed against you from behind. You also feel a different sensation, a poking one.

“Bill?” You mumble, “Are you hard?”

His face flushes, and he clears his throat, “Have sweet dreams?” Bill asks, instead of answering your questions.

So, of course, you push back on his erection a bit more, earning a little squeak from Bill. “Okay yes I am.” He blurts out, squeezing you gently.

“Need help?” You purr. He nods feverishly. As you turn around, you can see his red cheeks and full pupils.

Bill gazes up at you, “Sorry..” You chuckle.

“Don’t be.” With a swift moment your hand is beneath his waistband.

“Shit—“

#bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel fanfic #fanfic #fluff #tokio hotel fluff #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz fanfic #bill kaulitz x you #bill kaulitz headcannons #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel bill kaulitz #smut

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oh my gosh your writing is so insanely good i dont understand how its gives me sm butterflies bro

could you mayhaps do a tom x fem!reader one again and they’re in like rival bands

maybe not necessarily rival bands but there’s like a lot of tensions between the members of each band and they’re kinda known for disliking each other but then like they get drunk one night and tom and r are alone and boom yk idk how to describe it im so sorry

thank youuu 💗💗

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ugh ty 💿 anon, you’re basically keeping my motivation afloat rn. you’re requests are always so fun to dooo

sorry this fic has been like weeks in the making, i've been really busy :(

Make Friends, Make Lovers

Tom Kaulitz band v. band fic

You are the guitarist of the famous German girl group "Engelsoase". With three other girls by your side, you've enchanted the nations with your music. The only catch is, you're not the only stars to come out of the humble roots of small town Germany. A band of combating popularity stands eye to eye with the four of you. They call themselves "Tokio Hotel".

Truthfully, none of you have ever met face to face. All of the tension between the two bands is mostly for publicity. The fans eat up every jab that's thrown between the two bands. Though, watching cute boys, that in any other situation would be your peers, poking fun at you and your best friends has made you distain the rivaling band in a way that's much more real. You'll often find yourself ranting to your bassist, Nadine, about how everything your band does nowadays has to be somehow related to this "Tokio Hotel".

"Listen, if you have such a problem with it, why don't you just ask Kim to do something about it?" Nadine says as she sets down her magazine.

You roll your eyes, "What would Kimmy do about it? Other than lecture me."

"Honestly," Nadine stretches her arms above her head, "I don't really care."

You groan and heave yourself off of the couch, "Fine," Snatching the magazine away from Nadine, "But I'm taking this with me."

Cautiously, you walk into Kim's room, where she's watching the television with your drummer Ines. You stand at the doorway for a minute before you sigh. "Kimmy? Can I talk to you for a sec'?" You ask. Almost in unison, Kim and Ines turn their heads to look at you.

"Sure thing," Kim turns to look at Ines, who's already begrudgingly getting off the bed. The small girl pats your shoulder as she leaves. "What's up?" Kim asks as she pauses the TV and turns to look at you. You shuffle into the room and sigh.

"Listen," You sigh as you fidget with the magazine you took from Nadine moments earlier, "This Tokio Hotel rivalry thing is getting so old. I don't know how much longer I can just be okay with being a boy band's duff." Looking at her, expecting her to be annoyed by your confession, only to find she's.. not. At all. Actually, she has a small smirk creeping up her face. You speak up, having noticed her mischievous demeanor, "What? Why are you smiling?"

"Oh, no reason." She says, turning back to the TV, "I don't think you'll have to worry about that 'Tokio Hotel rivalry thing' much more." And with that, you leave her room in confusion.

For the next week, it was radio silent about Tokio Hotel or anything of the sort.

But, that Saturday, getting lunch with the rest of your band, Kim dropped the bomb.

Swallowing down another bite of wurst, she clears her throat and speaks up, "So, girls, I'm going to be taking us to Berlin this afternoon." The questions spring out at an instant. 'Why?', 'Where are we going?', 'Do we need anything?'. But you stay silent, because Kim is smiling at you in specific.

She shushes Nadine and Ines and smiles devilishly, "This has been in the books for weeks, and everything is well coordinated." Kim beats around the bush, but you have a hunch. A hunch that you hope so dearly isn't true...

The car ride to Berlin is a quiet one. You sit in the back seat, with your arms crossed. Nadine sits beside you with her headphones on, Ines in the passenger seat and drumming on her thighs with her hands, while Kim drives. You know where you're going, and you know you can't do anything about it. You don't know why you're so upset about it, but you are. It's not really the boys' faults, you suppose. Maybe it's the media's fault, or the interviewer's. But it's so much easier to dislike four boys instead of disliking thousands of faceless reporters.

The car pool comes to an end at a high rise building that towers above the vehicle. Sun already beginning to set, the four of you walk in…

The four of you are greeted by tall boys with the same expressions as you. Kim shakes the tallest one’s hand and it’s easy to tell this was set up by the both of them.

“Well, make yourselves at home,” The tall boy says, his eyes dark as he looks at Kim, “We’re so glad we can finally meet you all.”

He turns to the rest of his bandmates and nods, they nod back. Your eyes meet the guitarist of the rivaling band’s, you watch as he looks you up and down and bites his decorated lip. “Gross,” You mumble to yourself. But it seems Tom heard you, his gaze softening.

It seems as if all the band members divvy themselves out to their “counterparts” at first. Not you. You take the glass of champagne that the tallest boy— the one with the makeup on— Bill, was it?— and you make a break for the balcony that overlooks the city.

You let out a relieved sigh as you not so subtly slam the sliding glass door behind you. Taking a sip of the champagne in your glass— huh, at least they have good taste.

There’s a light breeze out here, and the city lights, you find, are quite beautiful. It’s tranquil, and you almost forget that you were forced to be here. It’s not so bad, you conclude, they seemed hospitable enough. Maybe that Tom boy was a bit too hospitable for your liking, but it could be worse.

After a few minutes, you hear the glass door to your back slowly push open. Rolling your eyes to yourself, you turn back to look who it is. Strangely enough, it’s Tom.

“Mind if I join you?” He asks softly. This.. weirds you put a little. Tom was the bad boy, the player, but he seems quite gentle now.

“Uhh.. sure?” You respond as your turn back to lean against the railing of the balcony. He shuffles over beside you. Already, you can feel his eyes on you. “What brings you out here?” You ask, turning to look at him slowly.

His eyes are wide and full, he clears his throat softly and looks up at the sky. “It.. got boring in there.” He says.

“What’s with the change of personality?” You ask, “What happened to player-Tom? The bad-boy?”

He looks almost embarrassed at the question, “Well, I tried it but.. you weren’t even wooed, even a little bit.” He chuckles, as if in disbelief.

“So now you’re just gonna act like a kicked puppy?” You giggle, he looks at you fondly, still a bit embarrassed.

“Yes, actually. That’s the plan,” Tom says lightheartedly, turning his body towards you a bit more. As if he’s growing more comfortable with you.

2 cups of champagne each. 2 hours later. Giggling and evading each of your bandmates. You find, you really enjoy this boy’s company. It’s late, but you’re not tired really. Not at all. You both sit criss-cross, side by side, thigh to thigh, with your backs to the railing as you watch all your bandmates play a board game together.

“Y’know… I really like you,” Tom says softly, turning his head to you.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean, you’re so different,” He adds, “You don’t care about all that superficial stuff, you’re fun to hang out with.”

After a quiet moment you nod, “I could say the same about you.. unfortunately.”

The both of you chuckle softly. He places his hand on your thigh.

“I thought I’d hate this— or just like hook up with Kim or something,” He says, and you make a mock throwing up noise, at which he laughs, “But I was wrong!”

The two of you just sort of.. look at each other for a moment.

To your complete and utter surprise, you go in for it first. It’s sloppy, and half hazard, the two of you’s lips meeting like neither of you have ever kissed before. But you both quickly get the handle of it, dear god he’s a good kisser. He pulls away and looks at you with wide eyes.

“Cool,” He mumbles to himself and disbelief.

“Yeah…” You whisper back, leaning in again.

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Holaa can you write a short fic based on the headcannon you wrote ab tom (this one: Gets turned on by cuddling with you, but lowkey blue balls himself so that he doesn’t disturb you )

Like hes cuddling reader and gets rlly turned on but wakes her up by like accidentally moaning in her ear or something and reader is just like "tom are you hard??" and hes so embarrassed

I just think that would be so cute +++ i love ur work!!

god i love this ty for the req !!!

here’s the link for the tokio hotel cuddling headcannons this fic is derived from!

Sleep Well?

a Tom Kaulitz cuddle fic

content: cuddling, smut, self induced edging, fluff

synopsis: you and Tom are cuddling, you fall asleep in his arms and, Tom being Tom, gets himself in a pickle… because of his pickle

Tom gives you a loving squeeze from behind you and you smile softly. With your back firmly pressed against his chest, he holds you in his arms for dear life. A movie plays in the background, one that the both of you stopped watching a while ago. You can feel yourself growing more comfortable in his arms— and therefor sleepier too. The warmth of Tom cocooning you in himself has lulled you half to sleep, your eyelids growing heavier by the second. You feel a little kiss pressed onto the back of your neck by those all too familiar lips, decorated by a metal ring. Letting out a wayward sigh, you let your eyes shut.

It doesn’t take long until Tom realizes that you’ve grow still in his arms. “Schatzi? You asleep?” He mumbles gruffly, squeezing your arm. When he gets no response he lets out a little sound that almost sounds like a whine, and buries his face in your neck. Tom can feel the already palpably throbbing sensation below his belt grow. But he doesn’t dare do anything about it. This isn’t the time, he reminds himself. You’re the most important thing to him, he wouldn’t even think about disturbing you right now.

The seconds feel like minutes to him, but Tom makes the most of it. Having you in his arms is all he really needs… but the pulsing of his erection is hard to ignore. He shifts around a bit, oh so careful not to wake you, and presses his face against the back of your neck. Kissing the skin there, to try and distract from the stiffness at his crotch, he groans again. Biting the side of his lip that isn’t pierced, he tries to fill his thoughts with all the lovely things about you. He pets your hair and very quickly realizes that even the most un-explicit things make him squirm.

Slowly rubbing his hand up and down your upper arm, you shift in your sleep. Pressing yourself against his hips, he lets out a little strangled sound. Clutching onto you like his life depends open it as his erection presses up against your body.

It’s a painful, yet exhilarating few minutes of Tom’s huffing breaths and shaking hands on your body. He lets out a moan, one much louder than he anticipated and you find yourself groggily waking up. The first few things you feel as you awaken once more are the warmth of Tom’s body, his heavy breath against your neck and…

“Tom are you hard…?”

His body becomes stiff behind you, his previously panting like breathing becoming hitched.

Tom clears his throat, “How’d you sleep?” He asks, instead of answering. His cheeks completely flushed from embarrassment.

You press against his clothed erection, it’s hard to miss.

“Tom, are you hard?” You ask again, more definitively this time.

He sighs against your shoulder and gulps down a wave of nervous shame, “I didn’t want to wake you,” Tom mumbles. He lets out a shaky little sigh and presses his face against your shoulder.

“Cute.” You giggle as you turn around to look at him.

Tom blushes and looks down at you nervously,“What..?”

“That’s cute.” You clarify, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling your chests flush. He wraps his arms around your body. Feeling you settle against him, he grows antsy to fix the… lingering problem downstairs.

“Um… hey..” He mumbles as he traces his hand down your back.

“Oh! Right, right,” You say, kissing Tom’s cheek before you duck beneath the sheets.

“Fuck—“



#tom kaulitz #tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel fanfic #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #smut #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x you #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #fanfic #tokio hotel fluff

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i love calling men silly. like he's just my silly lil pookie

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hihihii !! ( i absolutely love your writings. )

before i start the request i just wanted to day english is not my mother tounge so sorry if i am messing anything up. <3

but can you do something with sub!bill x reader? maybe something where reader hasnt let him cum for a few days and hes like begging her to let him cum. obviously reader lets him but yeah thats just the request !! if u can do it its completely fine also xx.

thanks for the request! and don’t worry anon you’re english is really good :3

i love this ideaaa

(also; yayy i got this out finally!!)

Too Much

a sub!Bill Kaulitz fanfic

content: femdom!reader (but honestly there are no mentions of it being a fem!reader), begging, edging

synopsis: after “so long” Bill’s gotten desperate..

translations: “Schnucki” is a german term of endearment that translates to: “Sweetie” or “Sweetie Pie”

“Oh c’mon! It’s been three days,” Bill pleads, walking after you, “Do you know what that will do to a man?”

You chuckle softly and turn back to look at him. His hazel eyes are wide and needy, his cheeks flush, and his breath heavy. “It can’t be all that bad, Billy.”

Bill whines at that and throws his head back, “It is!” You turn back around to grab your car keys. “Please! You can’t leave me like this!”

“Can’t I?” You respond teasingly.

“C’mon.. the way you were kissing me, and- and touching me, I thought you were finally gonna let me..” He trails off with an embarrassed whimper.

“Let you what?” You say, running your hand up his side.

“I’m going crazy here, Schnucki…” Bill whines, burying his fingers in your hair, “Please…”

Smiling, you can’t help but pity your poor boyfriend. “Hm, maybe with a bit of convincing, I’ll let you.”

His eyes light up and he nods eagerly. Bill grabs your wrist and begins to pull you back to the bed. Incoherent thanks leaving his lips.

For the past three days, the only slack you’ve cut him is some kissing and heavy petting. His libido, as strong as ever, has basically short circuited his brain at this point. He’d do anything to cum. You knew it, and he knew it.

Sitting on the bed once more, Bill was practically shaking with excitement.

“Beg,” You say sweetly, carding your fingers through his hair. He whines and kisses her cheek, his fingers curling into your thighs as he looks at you like you’re the sun, the moon, and the stars.

“Please… I’ve been good. I haven’t touched myself or- or done anything bad. I swear I’ll be a good boy..” He mumbles, “Please, please, I- I need this.. I need it.”

Bill continues to plead incoherently, while a smile is painted on your face. He’s always so cute when her like this, it almost makes you want to torture him a bit longer… but you won’t. Not when he wants it this bad.

You shush him and he quickly stops his begging, just limpid panting comes from him now. “Okay.. okay…”

A broken little grin pulls at his pouty lips and you begin to pull his pajama pants off. Leaning back obediently, he squirms with excitement. Bill’s erection springs out and your sure you’ve never seen it so… intense. The tip is red and leaking, twitching. He bites his lip and looks at you hopefully. You slowly lean over and kiss his lips, taking the base of his dick into your hand. Bill groans like it’s been years since anything has touched it, babbling your praise as you begin to slowly stroke his weeping erection.

He reaches out for you so pitifully. Giving him your free hand, he holds it in both of his, gently kissing your fingers as you give him what he’s begged for. “I love you so much…” Bill pants against the skin of your palm. You continue with your slow, but firm strokes. Bit by bit… you speed up. He whines, and squirms. His body twitching, his mouth agape.

And just as quickly as it started, it ended. A white hot flash of light splintering up through Bill’s body before a sticky white substance covers your hand. You let go of his overwhelmed, twitching dick and smile. Licking his climax off of your hand, his body twitches at odd times. Bill’s eyes are heavy lidded and his breathes are deep and short.

“Pl-Please..” You hear Bill breathily say.

“Please what?” You say back.

He whines and reaches his arms out for you again, his eyes basically shut, “Lay with me,” Bill whines. With a soft giggle you tug his pajama pants back up and settle in beside him. He wraps his arms beside you with the little strength in them he has left.

“I love you…” Bill mumbles.

“I love you too,” You respond, “Did it feel good..?”

“Amazing.” He says in a boarder line moan.

“Good.” You mumble back.

With that, Bill softly falls asleep.

deine, kirsche. ✮

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Tokio Hotel Cuddling Headcanons!!

Bill Kaulitz

Big spoon or Little spoon depending upon his mood

Has super cold hands and warms them under your shirt the whole time

Smells you (Not in a weird way, he just thinks you smell really good)

Mumbles things while running his fingernails gently over your skin

Wraps his legs around you so that you don’t leave him

Plays with your hair

Wraps the two of you in so many blankets

Tom Kaulitz

Big spoon, not up for debate

Kisses the back of your neck, or nibbles on your ear playfully

Would rather hold you with your face against his chest, but he’ll take what he can get

Gets turned on by cuddling with you, but lowkey blue balls himself so that he doesn’t disturb you

Once he gets comfortable, he’s basically just a big teddy bear

Whispers dirty things into your ear and then giggles like a girl

Gets really fidgety and starts just touching you (i.e. squishing your cheeks, rubbing your arms, squeezing your shoulders)

If you fall asleep in his arms, he’ll give you a hickie on the back of your neck

Georg Listing

Big spoon, but will be Little spoon as a little treat to you

Though, if he’s Little spoon, he’ll laugh for a bit too long

Gives you little loving squeezes with his arms every once in a while

Loves laying down to watch TV and have you lay your head on his chest and lay by his side

Forehead kisses

Is sure to brush your hair out of your face at any chance he gets

Is fairly quiet, but will occasionally strike up small conversations, compliment you, etc.

Hand holding is a must for him when cuddling

Has no problem staying up with you, but when you fall asleep he passes out hard

Gustav Shäfer

Big spoon or Little spoon! He doesn’t care!

Is constantly wanting to cuddle but is too nervous to ask

Looks forward to any chance the two of you get to cuddle

Bear hugs

Makes happy little noises against your skin

Peppers kisses all over you

Massages your scalp

He just wants to make sure you enjoy the two of you cuddling as much as he does, really

If you get up to do something while the two of you are cuddling, he’ll start profusely apologizing and asking if you’re okay, because he thinks he did something wrong

Passes out and snores the whole rest of the time (but it’s kinda cute)

deine, kirsche. ✮

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Two types of Stars

a 2023!Bill Kaulitz smut fic

content: smut, (semi) public sex, praise kink, fem!reader

synopsis: tonight, at you and Bill’s shared penthouse apartment, you can’t seem to sleep. Bill wakes up to find you’re not in the bed and one thing leads to another…

a/n: hey guys! i’m really sorry i haven’t been able to get much out recently, i have several fics in the making (+ ty for 100 followers :3)

The air is still, the bedroom pitch black. After half an hour of tossing and turning, you decide you’ve had enough. Slowly propping yourself up on the heels of your palms, you groggily turn to look at your partner. Bill’s sleeping peacefully beside you in… nothing. You gently push some of his wavy blonde hair out of his face, a soft smile painting your lips. With a sigh, you pull yourself out of bed and shrug on your silk robe, the one that matches Bill’s. The wooden floor boards creak beneath your feet as you sneak out of the room.

You flick on the lamp, and a dim light fills the room. Creeping through the still air of you and Bill’s penthouse, you swing open the door to the glass balcony. Stepping out, the cool night air brushes against your barely shielded skin. The night is dark but the city lights illuminate the view. You lean over the railing and take a deep breath. This is what you needed, you think, some fresh air.

After a moment, you feel a firm hand wrap around the back of your neck. Perking up, Bill inches into your field of view, just by you side.

“I was wondering where you ran off to, Herzchen…” Bill purrs. You notice a champagne glass in his hand now, and that he’s wearing the matching half to your silk robe… with nothing underneath.

“Sorry,” You begin as you turn back to the city view, “Couldn’t sleep.”

He kisses your cheek and you can’t help but smile at the familiar feeling of his snake bite piercings against your skin. Bill slowly pulls away and turns to look at the city view, too. Gently carding his fingers through your hair as he does so.

“Soo…” Bill turns to you with a cheeky smirk, “Balcony sex?” You can’t help but laugh at how simply he says it. Like it’s nothing at all. Truthfully, you consider it. Maybe, that’s the push you need to finally fall asleep peacefully.

“Sure.” You answer astutely. He smiles and and kisses your lips gently, they taste lightly of champagne, but not enough to be overwhelming. “Fuck me to sleep…” You mumble against his lips.

Bill smiles at that and nods, “You’re the boss.” He disappears from your line of sight, and you feel his hand trail down your body until it reaches the small of your back. Pinching a fold in the silky fabric, he hikes up your robe. He bends you over on the railing a bit more and gently rubs your side, “Is this okay?” Bill asks. You nod and before you know it, your underwear is at your ankles and Bill’s spreading your legs a bit more. With one firm hand on your hip and a tattooed hand softly wrapped around your neck, you feel him slowly push himself in.

He groans raggedly and leans over to kiss your shoulder blade, which only pushes his erection into you even deeper. And you’re sure you’ll never get tired of the sensation of him inside you. Slowly, he begins to pull himself in and out of you, a flurry of little moans that you can’t quite place to be yours or his. All you know is that it feels amazing.

“Oh sheiße…” Bill moans breathily from behind you. He must be quite sensitive tonight, as you can already feel him begin to thrust sloppier. Though, you don’t pay much mind to it, as you’re just swimming in your own pleasure. The hand that was wrapped around your neck trails down to your hip and then wraps around you to touch at the sensitive bundle of nerves right above where his dick is sliding in and out of you. He rubs his fingers against you in all the right ways, as he continues to sloppily thrust in and out of you, “Ah.. good girl… good girl,” Bill mutters between groans. You can feel that familiar feeling bubbling up. It just feels too good.. the friction. One thrust, two thrust, three— you’re sent into a splintering white light. Your legs shaking. The muscles of your inner walls tightening down on your partners already sensitive erection. You barely even realize it when he pulls out and strings of white shoot out against the glass panel your leaning on, right between your legs.

The two of you are a panting mess. Bill leans against the railing too now, and kisses your shoulder. “I came pretty quick that time.. sorry,” He mutters. You gasp for air and shake your head.

“No, no, the timing was perfect that time.” You give him the best smile you can and he returns it.

“I’ll clean that in the morning,” Bill quips as he gestures to the dripping semen in the glass. Nodding, you chuckle a bit.

“Bed?” You ask.

“Bed.” Bill says as he wraps his arm around you and leads the both of you back inside.

deine, kirsche. ✮

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I’m :3ing on that dick

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