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badedramay · 2 years

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Hey,

I wanted to ask what you think of hate against ahad,

I know ahad is privileged and for him it was easy as compared to other actors but we shouldn't forget that he gave us iconic characters in the form of Asfi and Amaan.

Even vishal Malhotra of Dkd is close to my heart.

I think that he has it's own individuality and he is better without sajal.

I think sahad was a curse to Ahad's capability and his co-stars,

Mawra, maya, alizey, kubra and hania suffered a lot.

Now I feel that ahad can focus on his individuality and my heart breaks for mawra.

I feel that ahad should have supported her.

Sajal accused mawra on national television of blocking her, then she posted U x M story after a gap of time by tagging mawra official account.

Because of sajal statement, mawra was terribly bullied,

Ahad also had issues with Mawra.

Why was Sajal jealous of every co-star of ahad

And

Why ahad could never defend his co-stars,

Ahad is a nice guy but with mawra his behaviour was rude.

Even though I feel soft for ahad,

But I can't deny that both sajal and ahad are toxic individuals.

???????

why am I getting this ask in the first place I don't know?? i am confused..are you an Ahad fan or not a fan? itne mixed signals mil rahe hain.

I know ahad is privileged and for him it was easy as compared to other actors but we shouldn't forget that he gave us iconic characters in the form of Asfi and Amaan.

I'll be responding to this directly. have you considered that it was his privilege that have him "give us" these "iconic" characters in the first place? Farhat Ishtiaq dramas are more guaranteed to be a mainstream success. the fact that Ahad got to play lead in TWO back to back FI dramas screams privilege not any struggle or talent. so pls..usspe yeh underdog story thopne ki toh koshish hi na karen.

and what's this attitude of Sahad being something Ahad was forced into instead of being a ploy that he very actively participated in and encouraged??? Sahad fandom was HUGE and it DID have both Ahad and Sajal's personal contribution to it. Sajal and Ahad BOTH profited tremendously from their Sahad love team. the fandom was so enamored by the power couple nature of their favs that it felt like it was their right to bulldoze over any person who dared to come "in between" them. i won't call either Sajal or Ahad toxic but yeah I will ALWAYS call their fandom toxic because I have first hand experience of the shit they pulled. any action that either Sajal or Ahad did wouldn't have any consequence if they didn't have an army of devoted fans who was ready to inflate their behavior and make it more toxic than it was.

but now since the fantasy of them being true love personified has broken..ab suddenly fandom ko yaad araha hai ke oh Mawra toh actually achi hai...and oh Maya ke saath kab kaam karega Ahad they make such a nice pair.

LMAO. gimme a break. tab toh these women were called "jealous" by this fandom collectively but now the fandom has broken into solo Ahad and solo Sajal fans instead of being a collective SaHad fandom toh sab apne paap dhone mein lage hain. but I ain't ever forgetting them. at their cores these fans will always remain the shit stirring deranged bunch of people who always only displayed their worst behavior when they were having the best of times and any u-turns now are being taken purely out of majboori than any purity of the heart.

#type: reply #anon #whatever idk #ahad raza mir #sahad #sajal aly

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adito-lang · 1 year

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Can't even go to Rewe without seeing this fucking book 🙈

#i asked the cashier if they'd even sold any copies #and she replied that they hadn't as far as she knew #adding 'also i würds mir net kaufe' 🤣

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miranita · 4 months

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12, 14, and 20 for the gtav asks 👀

🔗12. Which character do you feel you are most similar to?

omggg probably Franklin??, I'm way too chill XD. I can't do any of the crazy stuff the other two do.

📍14. Would you rather live in Sandy Shores, Vinewood Hills or Rockford Hills?

Vinewood Hills all the time, I always stop when I'm driving in the game to check out the houses. I can't handle the heat so I would not last in Sandy Shores :(

👤20. If you have a GTAV OC, tell me about them!

aah I actually have 3 but my main girl would be Renée, my other two ocs are Alejandra and Luca. She started as my GTA V OC but now she's part of a personal project for my portfolio. I really want to make an OC introduction post of them so everyone can learn more about them and their whole dynamic. In the meantime here's some things about Renée!

(you can also see me ship her with Michael and Trevor BUT I'm a little shy to post those sketches here, also because most of them are spicy jsjsjs)

#renee is bae #fuck cringe ill #we embrace canon x oc in this house #gta v asks #mir replies #gta v #my ocs #gta v oc

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hibiscera · 7 months

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@bedruil And then they don't even give him the big bug eyes that some of the coolest chupacabra interpretations have smh 😔

#mir replies #latino killer moth win though.

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aph-germania · 1 year

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who missed terrible dad jokes?

/oh no, here he comes

"What does the Eiffel Tower have in common with a tick?"

/wait for it

/run while you still have a chance

"They are both Paris sites"

#i am not even sorry for this #ooc #I just worked a 13 hour day and came home with no energy so I will work on my reply now.#before I pass out.#hopefully #aph germania #ooc;; ❛ der mensch denkt gott lenkt ❜ [the mun speaks]”#crack;; ❛ das ist mir wurst ❜

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burstinn · 5 months

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KÖNIG x FTM! READER

NSFW

Warnings nd Notes:

This was a request by a friend

(FtM reader who its their first time having sex. With König, König being a soft Dom)

Nsfw

Sex (18+) no minors

Gets lazy at the end

Short beginning at the end, rushed it as well

Reader is a bottom

It's König.. Again..

Did not add the size kink I read it to late when I rechecked the request

König never really knew you much, he never really understood you. You're not much of a show off person, you mostly keep your gear on. He's not judging all respects to you, he understands people like that.

That was not until you were sent on a mission together, and it went south.. Well for you anyway, your team got what they want. In expense getting you hurt in the process, and König was the only one who was close to you that can help.

So you radio him your location. Somewhere remote behind some rubble and tree. He saw you.. Your gear is off. And, maybe this was disrespectful but God. You looked so.. He didn't know how to put it, well he couldn't he had to snap out of it just to help you with your injuries.

He quickly rushed over to you, not wanting to comment about how you look. Or your.. Top surgery scars. He knew what those are, so he immediately understood why you usually don't take off your gear around anyone or how you usually don't speak much.

"Can you not tell.. Anyone about this?"

König hears you softly mutter as he finishes up your stitches. Silently eyeing you, then back to your chest.

"I won't.."

He replies back, handing you your bloodied gear which you forced yourself to wear.

That's when he started getting.. Interested in you. His own curiosity slowly flourishing into attraction towards you.

He would always find an excuse to hang out with you and it's not like you didn't notice, you're not dumb. Eventually, you did start to warm up to him. Letting yourself be, and finally confessing yes you are transgender on which he readily accepted you.

°°°

Which brings you to right now.

When you and König were joking around König suddenly brings up some sex or like sex stories or something.

Then you confessed to König, that you.. Are a virgin. Hard truth but yeah.. You felt slightly embarrassed.

"I.. Don't have any stories, König I never had-"

"You never slept with anyone..?"

"Yeah"

°°°

The soft creaking of the bed contrasting, your loud moans it reverberating throughout the walls of the room.

You whine digging your nails deep on the sheets of the bed.

Burying your head on the tear stained pillow, crying and gasping out.

You laying on your stomach, squirming under König. His length slowly inching himself inside of you. Whispering small praises and assurance in German and English that goes unheard by you, feeling yourself getting high off Königs cock already.

It hurt but fuck it felt good

You knew König was trying hard to be gentle with you, even if he did want to chase his own pleasure. But, No he focused on yours.

His thick cocks pushing down inside your soft squelching hole.

You thought you could handle it really, you prepared yourself. All that was thrown out by your incessant loud muffled whines.

His rough heavy arms slowly moving up and down your waist, pulling you slowly deeper into his cock.

"Shh.. It's alright, you're okay. You're doing so well"

"Mein maus, just breath.."

You couldn't even answer if you wanted too, opening your mouth only led to more choked out cries looking out of your mouth.

König bends over trailing his hand along your back his hand slowly reaching your neck.

His hot breath sticking to your neck, making your breath hitch in arousal. The hand on your neck moves to your mouth, shutting out your wails of pleasure.

"Es tut mir leid.. Bitte, keep it down please-"

Königs voice just as shaky as your trembling body everytime he pushes his hips forward, hitting that bundle of nerves that makes you arch your back, letting you see stars.

"Just.. Just a little bit, I'm close"

He whispers, his soft lips suckling on the soft skin of your neck. His pace slightly picks up just so he can finish faster, his actions getting more sloppy by how much close he is. He wants to cum badly..

He doesn't even mind that your getting louder to the point his hand covering your mouth almost has little effect. More tears coming out of you, one of his hand on your hip trying to keep you mouth the other on your mouth.

"That's it good boy, gut, Haah--.. So good for me"

König gasps out

The back of his balls already hitting the rear of your ass, but he doesn't stop, opting to go in and out of you. The grip on your hips and mouth tightening every time his dick pushes back inside of your tight hole.

He whines, resting his head on your shoulder, Struggling to hold himself to start fucking you senseless,stoppinghimself to just lift up your lower half and just use you as a fuck hole.

He's close, so close.

"Liebe, are.. Are you close?"

You weakly nod, clenching your hole around his hard soppy dick only makes him want to fuck you harder like no tomorrow.

"Alright.. Alright.. We'll finish together.."

He breaths, fucking in and out of you fast but gently. Removing his hand out of your mouth to focus on you until youre ready to cum. Well it doesn't take long anyway, virgin.

"König.. König! I'm going to-- I'm gonna"

You didn't need to say anything more. He pumps his dick inside of you one last time lifting your ass before he spurts inside of you. While you cum on the sheets on Königs legs as well. As you both groan in satisfaction and relief.

He stays inside of you for a moment, before pulling out slowly. Drips of his cum seeping out of your hole, he gets off you lying right next to you. Both you and his chest breathing heavily from what just transpired. He tilts his head to you, him staring at your puffy face. His tired face frowns slightly in guilt.

"I'm sorry.. Did it hurt? I should've.."

"Shut up.."

You respond shifting your body weight to just move closer to him.

"You did.. Great"

Mumbling as you kiss König on his lips, laying back down beside him as he just stares dumbfounded for some reason. Quickly recovering he smiles to himself, hugging you.

Now you both fell asleep, nice slumber haha, a good fuck and some fluff hahah I'm going to bed. (I lied I'm not going to bed.. I'm just lazy)

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theswordmaiden · 3 months

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Love Bug

Miranda Hilmarson x Fem!Reader

valentine's day, domestic lifestyle, and unspoken words. fluff ensues. clingy little cuddle bug who adores covering you in kisses, but sometimes needs reassurance. word count: 1700... @vivendraws

“In here, babe!” your voice rang out as you heard the front door open and shut. Miranda kicked off her work boots and tossed her keys onto the coffee table before quickly following the sound of your voice and smell of food. You were in the middle of cooking up some late night dinner for the pair of you, humming out a ‘hello’ as you felt big arms wrapping around you from behind.

"Hey, love bug," she murmured softly into the messy locks of hair, lips pressed to the top of your head. A pleased hum left you both at the action and you turned your head to glance up at her, the warmth of her breath meeting your cheek, tinted with the lingering scent of cigarettes that greeted your nostrils. Miranda pouted, gingerly tugging at the bottom of your shirt, a silent gesture to ask for a kiss.

You turned around in her embrace, arms moving naturally to find their place around her broad shoulders, as you pushed up on your toes to meet the blonde's height and press your lips to hers. It was sweet and simple, a display of how much she'd been missing you while she was busy all day at work, lasting for a few moments before you were first to pull away. "I missed you.." she mumbled, gazing down at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I missed you too, Mir," you replied softly, unable to hide the smile that tugged at your lips at the sight of your lipstick faintly smudged against her own mouth. It makes your heart swell with affection, and a blush begins to work its way across your cheeks and down your throat. As the vegetable stir fry began to crackle in the pan, you spun back around to face the stove, pushing the spatula around. "How was work?"

Miranda sighed quietly, unable to keep herself from frowning ever so slightly as you pulled away, though she didn't quite want to let go of you. Her arms slid down to wrap around your waist once more, palms cradling the softness of your stomach as she leaned her chest against your back, perching her head against your shoulder to watch you cook. "Hectic, as always," she nuzzled her nose against your cheekbone, desperately growing clingy, which she often did after a rough day. "But I'm fine now that I'm with you..."

You chuckled, feeling the comfortable weight of the blonde's head against your shoulder as you continued to stir the sizzling vegetables. "I'm glad I can make you feel better, then," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath, not wanting to disturb the gentleness between the pair of you.

It was moments like these —such mundane domestic tasks— where you'd find solace in each other's presence. Her life was fast paced and constantly moving, yet the simpleness of coming home to just.. you made her heart soar. Miranda could never see herself 'settling down' before you came into her life, but the thought of it being with you was enticing enough.

She began to get lost in a dream-like trance, a happy grin plastered across her face as she got lost in the thought of such a life with you, and all she could do was pull you closer when you suggested she go take a shower while you finished up with dinner.

Miranda's grip on you tightened every so slightly, yet still gentle, as she sighed contentedly. "And miss out on the chance to help you cook?" she murmured, her voice laced with fondness. "I think I'll stay right here. . ." And once more her lips met the top of your head as she hummed happily, beginning to lightly sway the pair of you to an invisible rhythm while you cooked.

Of course, you knew better. By her 'helping', she simply meant distracting — not that you minded much. You’d happily be distracted, if it meant being engulfed in her affections. Her presence was a balm to your tired soul and vice versa, soothing away the fatigue that'd accumulated after a long day.

"You know," she began quietly, her tone light and playful but sincere, "I could get used to this.. coming home to you every day, I mean." The warmth of her words seemed to radiate from the blonde, beginning to spread throughout your chest. "Though, your cooking is definitely a plus.." she added lightheartedly, causing you to laugh.

You knew the older woman would survive purely off of cigarettes, stale beer, and chinese takeout if you weren’t around to take care of her. If she couldn’t throw it into the microwave to reheat it? She wouldn’t touch it. You happily spoiled her with weekly home cooked meals and treats that never lasted longer than a few days in her fridge.

Miranda reached towards one of your hands and began to slowly spin you around to face her once more, and you obliged, turning the stove on low before finally turning your body the direction she wanted. She kissed at the back of your knuckles as your eyes met, grinning proudly at the blush that adored your precious face. As her lips pulled away, you stepped closer, free hand coming to rest at her side to bring her closer until your bodies met.

Your head found itself resting along the comfortable space of her shoulder, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her chest against yours, while you listened to the comforting thrum of her heart and softness of her breathing; getting impossibly lost in the scent of her. The two of you were content with being in each other's silence, allowing you both a chance to unwind as you continued to sway together within the space of the small kitchen, your breathing falling into sync with hers.

The blonde remained the lead in swaying your bodies together in a waltzing motion, the hand not holding yours traced idly along your waist, lightly stroking the material of your shirt as it moved. She enjoyed the calming effect your body seemingly had on hers, muscles easing and exhaustion fizzling into nothing.

Sapphire orbs peered down at you, drinking up every detail of your side profile when you weren't paying attention. Every mark, blemish, and hair had been memorized to heart, yet the sight of you never failed to make her heart skip a beat or two.

The soft cadence of Miranda's voice broke through the silence, whispering against the shell of your ear. "I don't know what Gods I must've pleased to deserve you," an uncharacteristic vulnerability creeped into her voice, you knew, leaning up to stare at her sympathetically as she continued, "I just- I dunno. I really, really love you.. and I don't want this feeling to end, y'know? Like, what if I do something.. wrong, and you decide you've finally had enough of me and leave like the rest of them because I’m too much to handle, and—"

Before the blonde could finish her babbling, you leaned up to press a reassuring kiss to her lips, hoping to soothe the insecurities that lingered within her soft heart. A tender smile formed on your face as you pulled away, bringing a hand up to cup her face, brushing your thumb gently against a cheek.

"Hey," you began softly, trying to regain her focus. "Listen to me.. You have nothing to worry about when it comes to that, okay? I promise you, you aren’t too much to handle, I love the way you are just fine. You deserve all the love and affection in the world and more. There is nothing you could ever do wrong that would make me even think about leaving you, do you hear me? I love you, all of you, the good and bad. . My angel, flung out of space."

By the way her eyes searched yours, looking for any hint of deceit or doubt, you could tell it wasn’t often she received such assurance in the past. She was the one constantly putting in the work, the one chasing after the other, the one fighting to make things work—never having someone be the one putting in the work for her. And then there was you. It was a foreign concept to Miranda, but one that she was more than willing to learn to accept.

Tears threatened to form in her eyes as the words sank in, as if some invisible weight had been lifted off from her shoulders, relinquishing her of the pent-up insecurities that'd been plaguing her. You could still feel the weight of her vulnerability while holding her in your arms, but it wasn't so heavy now. She gave your hand two tight squeezes, as if to say 'thank you for loving me when I struggle to love myself', without needing to verbalize it.

You understood. Old wounds took time to heal, but she was worth waiting for. Worth tending to. Your hand squeezed hers in return, repeating the silent message right back.

The next few minutes were spent gently murmuring and crooning soft nothings into her ears, pressing the slowest, most gentle kisses across the apples of her cheeks until her aching heart settled and her face was painted red with lip prints. Soon she was back to smiling, returning the show of affection by spinning you around and dipping you low — hands clutching onto you tightly as she pulled you right back up soon after, pressing a kiss to your forehead, nose, then settling on your lips.

She released you as the timer on the oven rang, silently ushering you to the table so she could plate up dinner while you sat and relaxed for a moment, not even bothering to wipe off her face. Plates were laid out, scooping a hearty helping of stir fry onto both, making a pit stop to the fridge to snag two beers before she'd make her way over to where you sat — a certain pep to her step that wasn't quite there before now.

Your chin rests against the palm of your hand as you watch her move around the familiarity of the kitchen, the sight of her not-so-graceful movements bringing hearts to your eyes, and a fluttering to your belly. Miranda grinned down at you as she placed the plate in front of you, quirking up a brow at the way you stared at her, but making no comment as she quickly began to chow down; talking with a mouthful about something she remembered happening at work she’d been excited to tell you about all afternoon.

. . . you definitely could get used to this.

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a/n: you know it's serious when you gotta pull out the Carol reference.

viv kept doing sad miranda stuff in the groupchat, so i felt the need to dabble with some fluff for them—first time writing both that and mir. i do hope they'll like it. (: when she's sweet, i definitely picture miranda to be just the clingiest thing imaginable. and so this was born.

and, if you're curious, here is the playlist i made/listened to while writing this. all of my gwen character playlists are there as well.

#mirandahilmarson #miranda hilmarson #miranda hilmarson x reader #gwendoline christie #gwendolinechristie #gwendolineuniverse #topofthelake #topofthelakechinagirl #top of the lake #theswordmaiden

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mommyjessy63 · 2 months

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Am still looking for baby i havent found a permanent baby since have been i keep looking for just serious baby i dont mind if you are a pertime baby 🍼or fulltime baby 👶🏻or you are also a sissy boy 🩱or sissy girl 👗👠i really want something serious who can turn to a long term relationship as mommy and baby please dm me help me to reblog it to reach other mommy 🧑🏼‍🍼cant wait for your reply🥰

Bin immer noch auf der Suche nach einem Baby, ich habe seitdem kein dauerhaftes Baby mehr gefunden. Ich suche nur nach einem ernsthaften Baby. Es macht mir nichts aus, ob du ein Dauerbaby oder ein Vollzeitbaby bist oder ob du 🩱👠auch ein Sissy Boy 👗oder Sissy Girl bist. Ich möchte wirklich etwas Ernstes, wer das kann Wenden Sie sich einer langfristigen Beziehung als Mama 🧑🏼‍🍼und Baby 👶🏻🍼zu. Bitte schreiben Sie mir eine DM und helfen Sie mir, den Blog zu rebloggen, um andere zu erreichen. Mama kann es kaum erwarten, auf Ihre Antwort zu antworten🥰🥰

#ab dl diaper #ab dl lifestyle #abdreams #abductaped #abdlbabygirl #abdlbabyboy #abdllittle #abdlgermany #abdlmommy

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kqulitz · 1 year

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tender care

tom kaulitz x reader

summary: you help tom wind down after he comes back to you stressed.

tags: established relationship, fluff, cuddling, mild angst with comfort, massages

lowercase intended

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you jump as the door slams open, watching it slam shut as well as your boyfriend walks in. “baby, what’s the matter?” you frown, getting up from your seat. tom glances at you, yet walks off to get a drink. “tom-“ you jog a little, gently catching his arm. “was ist passiert, mein hübscher junge?” (what happened, my pretty boy?) you ask him softly, examining his face. “es ist nichts, geh weg.” (it’s nothing, go away) he grumbles, pulling his arm from your grasp. “sprich mit mir, hübscher.” (speak to me, handsome.) you follow, not keen on leaving him alone. “ich sage dir, es ist nichts. hör auf dir sorgen zu machen.” (i’m telling you, it’s nothing. stop worrying.) tom sighs, pouring himself a glass of coke.

you sit silently, mulling over your options. “tom…” you sing, hugging him, chest pressing to his back. your hand rubs against his stomach, head leaning against his shoulder. “talk to me.” you request, voice soft and loving. “i don’t want to. it’s fine.” he replies, his own voice more cold and unbothered. you frown, sighing a little. “fine, fine. but i’m here if you wanna talk.” you pull away, heading up to his bedroom. you know that he probably wouldn’t brood in silence for long and would eventually come to you, but as of right now he needed some space. you lay down and grab his gameboy, playing some random silly games he never really touched to pass the time.

the door opens, and your boyfriend peeks in slowly. he’s silent, just watching you for a moment before entering the bedroom. eventually, tom pushes his way into your arms, almost disrupting your perfect game. “hi, tommy.” you mumble as he sprawls on top of you. he hums gently, burying his face into your neck. finally finishing your game, you put his gameboy down, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “wanna talk about it?” you ask, hand rubbing soothing circles between his shoulder blades. “no, not really…” he sighs, letting himself relax. “alright, baby. but you know you can talk to me right?” you ask, as deep down you were very worried. “i know.” tom mumbles, closing his eyes as he relaxes.

you sit in silence, rubbing your boyfriend’s back as you think of ideas to have him open up to you- yet it wasn’t that simple, tom could be very stubborn and you didn’t want to cause an argument. exhaling slowly through your nose, you decide on waiting. tom seems much calmer than he was when he first came home, his eyes are closed as his head rests upon your chest. his breathing is deep and slow, you almost think he’s asleep. silently, you decide on a plan to quicken him opening up. “tom, baby.” you gently shake his shoulder. he hums, not opening his eyes. “c’mon, my legs are going numb.” they weren’t, but you wanted a newer position. tom sighs, rolling off of you and cuddling beside you instead.

“are you still upset?” you ask softly. tom sits in silence for a moment before responding; “yeah…” he mutters. you hum a little. “sit up, baby.” you purr, sitting up suddenly. tom opens his eyes, blinking at you before slowly sitting up; back resting against the headboard. you straddle his thighs, sitting comfortably in his lap. “talk to me.” you coo, pressing sweet kisses around his face as your hands cradle his cheeks. “it’s nothing.” tom sighs, yet he doesn’t push you away as his hands grab your hips to move you closer. “you’re upset, baby. talk to me..!” you insist, lips brushing over his, tom immediately deepens it into a kiss. tom stays silent, letting you press soft kisses around his face for a while longer. “fine…” he crumbles, hands squeezing your hips a little. you pull away, smiling innocently. “you win.” tom huffs, leaning in and stealing a final kiss before slumping back.

“what’s wrong?” you ask him, hands playing with his shirt. “practice. it sucked.” tom sighs, head pressing against his headboard. “why, did something happen?” you frown- the boys didn’t argue often, yet you can’t help but worry sometimes. “no- nothing… the guys are all fine, it’s just- i was messing up so badly!” tom exasperates, you finally realise he’s clearly upset with himself. “oh, sweetie…” you sigh, kissing his cheeks before planting one on his lips. “i couldn’t get my notes right, i was out of time- i just… i sucked!” he complains, sighing afterwards. “you don’t suck baby- it was just a bad day.” you say, voice soft as you hold him. tom’s head falls to your shoulder as he squeezes you tight. “you weren’t there- it was horrible- georg was confused and kept looking at me funny and bill was clearly worried-! after our final song gustav said we should take a break, so i stormed out before they could speak to me.” he vents, hands curling into your shirt.

“it’s okay, tom. you’re being too hard on yourself. practice is there for practice..!” you sigh, kissing his shoulder. “you don’t understand! i’m normally on beat, i don’t mess up my chords- but all of a sudden i’m playing like shit!” tom pulls away, slumping back against his headboard once more. “oh, tommy. i’m sure that by tomorrow you’ll be fine again.” you sigh, hands running over his chest to try and soothe him. “it’s not about that! you don’t get it-!” he snaps, cutting himself off before he yelled at you. you sit silently, watching him sulk- you hated it. “tom, look at me.” you mumble, hands grabbing his to give them a soft squeeze. his shameful eyes meet yours, he’s hesitant and filled with anxiety. “you’re not a bad player. think of all the times you absolutely aced your concerts, your playing is amazing!” you gush. tom stays quiet, looking away again. “i mean it tom! you’re absolutely amazing. don’t let one bad day ruin you..! i’m sure that you can do it, because i know that you are an astonishing guitarist. you shouldn’t beat yourself up over it.” you finish, kissing his forehead softly. “yeah- you’re right… i just- i want everything to be perfect. we’ve worked so hard for this.”

“i know baby. however, sometimes you will have perfect days; sometimes you won’t. i’m sorry, but that’s just how it is.” you tell him, kissing his lips gently. “you’re right…” tom exhales, squeezing your hands. “of course i’m right, i’m your girlfriend.” you tease, kissing him again. you feel him chuckle against your lips. “okay, okay.” he smiles. you smile back, happy to see him doing a bit better. “feel better?” you ask softly, tom hums. “a little.” he shrugs, brown eyes no longer worried as he looks at you. an idea pops into your head as you slink off his lap. “babe-?” his brows furrow; yet you cut him off. “lie down, baby. i’ve got an idea.” you smile, watching him do so. “roll over.” you add on, watching his brows furrow once more in confusion, yet he does so. you straddle his lower back, watching as he laughs a little. “what’re you doing?” he asks, voice full of laughter as his head turns to watch you out of the corner of his eye. “helping you relax.” you reply innocently, hands pushing his shirt up.

tom’s a little tense, unsure of what you’re planning, yet the second your fingers knead against his muscles he’s completely relaxed. “i see.” he muses, letting his eyes close. you smile, massaging between his shoulder blades, watching as they relax as well. “you’re good at that…” tom mutters, you smile. “i’m good with my hands.” you tease, watching him laugh. “yeah? wanna show me what else your hands can do?” he responds, voice sultry. “not now, baby. maybe next time.” you giggle, thumbs slowly massaging out any knots in his back. “shame.” tom mumbles, yet you can tell he’s not upset. your boyfriend exhales slowly, all his worries and anger washing away as your hands and fingers knead away at him. you smile at the sight of him so relaxed, leaning down to kiss his shoulder. tom hums softly, “don’t stop.” he requests quietly, you happily oblige.

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #// 🦇 kqulitz’s writing

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The boys cumming early and being ashamed. I'd eat that shut uP💥🙇🏻

I GOTCHU 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

GHOST, KÖNIG, ROACH, GAZ

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GHOST

- Ghost let out heavy puffs of hot air into the steamy room, “you ready?” He asked, “ready as I’ll ever be” you replied with a smirk.

- Ghost positioned his dick right in front of your hole, he took one last big breath and pushed his way in.

- You let out a surprised moan that quickly turned into a blissful moan, ghost thrusted into you a couple of times.

- A warm fluid then made its way into you unexpectedly, ghost gripped your waist tightly as he let out a big load into you.

- “Just a few thrusts and yo- huff you already came?” You teased, simon’s face grew hot as he tried covering his face.

- You comforted him, telling him it was alright and that it was nothing to be ashamed about, it was just a normal thing that happened sometimes.

- ghost kinda sulked on your shoulder while still in you 😭😭😭😭

KÖNIG

- “are you sure it’ll fit?” “Of course honey kiss now c’mon, I’m getting impatient”. König swallowed his fears and faces the beautiful man in front of him.

- König then shoved his way into you, pulling a large moan out of you. König also released a loud moan, the tightness of you bringing him to orgasm.

- “A-ah! Es tut mir leid!!! (Im sorry)” König felt tears brewing in the corners of his eyes as shame rested itself perfectly in the tall man’s mind.

- You hugged and kissed the poor man and promised him that it was ok!! You rubbed his back and comforted him until he felt like he could resume where he stopped.

ROACH

(For me, i think that roach is a switch, so I’m gonna make roach a top for this post 🙏🙏🙏)

- Roach hovered over you, his cock absolutely throbbing and waiting anxiously to be inside you. You reached up and put roach’s face in your hands.

- giving his cheek a kiss and slowing making your way to his ear, “c’mon, wreck me. I know you want to do it”

- That sentence pushed roach to the absolute edge, he couldn’t hold himself anymore and eagerly thrusted himself into you.

- Almost instantly, he felt the growing coil in his lower abdomen snap, and out went the baby batter into you.

- You were stunned on roach’s eagerness led him to making him cum instantly inside you. “Oh fuck, I-m so sorry I-“ you cut him off with a kiss.

- Although your words of comfort did somewhat relief him from his shame but he still felt a bit still in him, eating him away.

GAZ

(Ya already know I had to add my bbg 🗣️‼️)

- “All set solider?” “All set Sergeant gAZ!” As Kyle heard the first two words come out of your mouth he knew it was go time.

- His cock burrowed itself deep into you, gaz gritted his teeth, you felt so goddamn good. Which led Kyle to immediately cum inside you.

- “Oh shit.. that was.. really unexpected” Kyle chuckled awkwardly, you could tell Kyle was embarrassed and ashamed for cunning inside you so quickly.

- You chuckled as well but gave Garrick a big kiss, telling him it was completely alright and that accidents happen.

- “Stop talking to me like that, your treating me like a toddler” gaz laughed, you laughed as well and just went on with the whole sex thing,

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I’m in a very silly goofy mood rn guys

#mw2 #cod x male reader #ghostmw2 #male reader #gaz mw2 #könig mw2 #headcanon #smut #roach cod

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