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Can you do a 2023 Bill Kaulitz headcanon about him dating a black or poc ftm person that still dresses feminine sometimes? I need more modern bill stories, he’s so mesmerizing 😔
I was staring at this for a good 5 minutes tryna get some ideas
My face: 😦😦😦❓❓❓😃💡
Warning(s): Ftm reader, dark skinned reader, 2023/present Bill, very slight sexual themes nothing graphic, minor language.
Bill Kaulitz x Ftm Reader
Loves you either way, only way he'll stop loving you is if he dies. He probably still loves you if he died but you get the damn point.
Gets all giddy and excited when he sees you.
"AAA it's my boyfriend 🤭"
Sends you good morning and goodnight texts, tell me I'm wrong.
Doesn't mind if you dress a bit feminine, he does as well sometimes, but in all honesty, probably prefers it on you than him.
Yet again, I'm not wrong, but he finds it hot on you.
Listen, hear me out, not just me, but Bill out.
K, if you wear tights, like lace, fishnets, any tights, he's down bad and feral.
Encourages you to express yourself.
Sometimes you find new necklaces or bracelets, (don't worry you'll find a ring one day 🤭) from Bill.
If you get hated on for anything in general, he's tracking them down.
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I ran out of ideas 😔 but I'm seeing KISS in 2 weeks 🤩
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Lonely Hunter
When the last sound of the last song turned into echo and when whole band walked away from the stage Bill couldn’t feel happier. Every cell in his body was filled with pure joy and adrenaline. When he was getting backstage he could still hear screams of the thousands people. They were still singing, crying, giving him energy in its purest form. He was alive thanks to it despite all the tiredness. Being on stage and giving everything to the people loving him was his life and he wouldn’t change it for anything else. Never.
That night seemed to be so similar to all those other nights. After the show he had the time to put his thoughts together. Then it was time for few interviews and for posing for pictures.
“I want this tour to never end” Tom smiled and opened champagne “Can’t we extend it? What do you guys think?”
“I guess maybe it could happen” Bill really was into it “Lets check it out tomorrow. Maybe few new city on the list? Fans would be happy and I….” He paused for a moment thinking about getting back to normal life “Yes lets add few dates. I don’t want to get back home yet.”
“Okay we will take care everything tomorrow” Tom summed up “I’ll get it and speak to proper people tomorrow and you Geo can ask fans on Facebook. Let’s see their reaction.”
“I can already answer you for them” Georg giggled “Yes yes on my gott yes come to my city and mine and mine and blah blah come on”
For some longer time they kept on discussing new tour plans and it put everyone in even better mood. Bill already felt excited for another new adventures and for meeting new people. Being on tour was always giving him inspiration for the future. And at that moment he hoped for the same.
“So are we going to the hotel already or maybe let’s get to celebrate” Tom grinned.
Georg and Gustav immediately agreed with Tom but Bill didn’t feel like partying that night. Maybe he could get a drink or to in his own hotel room and then catch some good sleep if the next day was going to be off.
“I’ll stay in a hotel. I’m just tired” he smiled “But I bet you can have fun without me” he giggled.
Apart from Tom no one knew another reason of his will for a bit of solitude. It was still kind of a secret.
Few weeks ago he had met a girl. They weren’t in relationship but they were close with Bill hoping for something more in the future. For then they were meeting online as often as possible with their lifestyles. He was on tour and she was studying medicine in France so their schedules were fullfiled almost to maximum.
“Okay then see you tomorrow during breakfast bro” Tom but his hand on Bill’s shoulder “Take care.”
“Sure” Bill promised and said goodbye to everyone. Then he left backstage and got the the car that was going to take him to their luxury hotel.
During the ride he texted his french friend Anna asking if she was able to meet him on Skype that night. Those minutes before her reply seemed endless for Bill and he almost jumped up in excitement when the phone beeped with new message.
“Yessssss” he clapped his hands in happiness seeing her positive answer.
Anna was making him feel so normal. He trusted her and found talking to her so easy and normal. She understood him, could make him feel better everytime his mood was bad. When he was feeling alone it was enough for him just to hear her voice for a moment to get better. Was it love? Bill didn’t know and didn’t even want to know. He was slightly afraid of the word ‘love’ as its meaning was so strong. So even in his own head he was calling their relationship ‘friendship’ and it was enough for the moment.
The rest of the ride he spent on thinking about him and Anna. About all their talks, about her long brown hair and perfect tiny body, about her smile and beautiful voice. Physically she looked like and Angel and sometimes Bill was wondering if she was real.
“We arrived” driver informed him interrupting his thoughts when they parked next to the hotel. “Do you want me to walk you to your room Bill?”
“No thanks Dave. I can handle it I guess” he smiled politely “See ya tomorrow”
“Goodnight then Bill”
“Night Dave he waved and went to his hotel room. It was placed on the 15th floor so Bill got to the elevator. He wasn’t big fan of the thought of walking up all those stairs. At least not with his tiredness. Plus the sooner he was going to get to his room the faster he was going to see Anna on the screen of his computer.
Unfortunately Bill had to wait whole minute for elevator to arrive. Someone else dared to use it upstairs and it annoyed Bill as he was in a rush.
” Finally" he hissed few longest moment later when the door to the elevator opened for him.
The elevator wasn’t empty and Bill almost bumped into middle-aged man who was leaving.
“Easy young man” that man said to Bill with a low voice.
“Sorry” he murmured looking at man once again.
Bill had the feeling that man wasn’t living in that hotel. There was something strange and unfamiliar about him but Bill decided to ignore him and the strange feeling about the mystery man. Instead of thinking too much he waited for the door to open, then pressed the button with 15th floor. The closer he was to his room door the happier be felt because Anna seemed to be getting closer even though she was so far away. There were moments when Bill simply wanted to jump in the first plane to France to surprise her but he knew it would be stupid, childish and somehow strange since they weren’t together as a couple.
He drowned in his own thoughts so heavy he didn’t realize he was already in front of the proper door. With no hesitation Bill unlocked the door with special card and got inside.
Something wasn’t right. Whole room was filled with darkness and unnatural silence. Not that Bill expected noises or sounds or anything like that. But that silence was different. That silence was heavy and deep. Just as if Bill’s hotel room was placed somewhere in the middle of nowhere and not in the city centre.
Bill suddenly got scared a bit because he realized something other wasn’t right too.
The smell.
It wasn’t the smell he had left few hours ago. It wasn’t the smell of a living place. No it was rather the smell of chemicals proper for the hospital. As if someone would put it there on purpose to clean or fight off other smell.
Automatically all muscles in Bill’s body tensed and he stood in one place too careful to move more. Light switcher seemed to be suddenly too far away. With every second everything seemed to be stranger and stranger.
Slowly after whole eternity he dared to turn around still standing in one place. He realized curtains in all windows were shut down. The problem was he hadn’t left them like that. It was there reason no lights from outside were flashing inside the room and that’s why the darkness was so heavy.
Bill’s heart almost bumped out of his chest. At that moment he was already sure something had happened in his room when he hadn’t been there. The question was what had happened.
For a second or two the thought of escaping crossed Bill’s mind but all in all he was grown up man who could be taken as hysterical if he would leave the room screaming like a little girl.
“Come on Bill!” He tried to encourage himself “Just turn on that damn light. You can do that come on”
Almost praying with every step he finally walked to the light switcher and stood in front of it so his back was turned to the room. Then Bill raised his hand and his breathes got shallow and fast as he put it on the switcher.
With his eyes closed he pressed ‘on’ on the switcher.
Smell and silence were still with him. They even got more intense.
Bill needed good five minutes to put himself together from the unfamiliar fear and to turn around to examine the room with his eyes.
And he regretted it in the same second. All his insides went to his throat and not being able to stop it he started puking hard. His body got so weak he went down on the floor. At the same time Bill couldn’t stop looking at the reason of his weakness.
Everything was placed on his bed. White sheets wasn’t white anymore. It was red with the bloody redness. Bloody because there was unknown dead girl laying in Bill’s bed in Bill’s private hotel room.
To be continued…
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Breathe
People say when you fall in love, it's like you can't breathe. Like all the air is sucked out of you, and your feel like a million pounds is on your chest. But for me, I feel this all the time. And with him, I can actually breathe. ------------------- "Alright Louise, your all set. I'll see you next week" Dr. Johnson talks through the microphone, so I could hear him over the loud speaker. The CT machine brings me back to the front, and I put my cannula back into my nose. The nurse brings in a wheelchair, and wheels me out of the room. She takes me back to my original room, and gives me privacy to change. I change back into my dress and throw on my cardigan. I call my mom back into the room, and she sits on the hospital bed with me. "How did everything go Louise?" She smiles and pulls me tight. I look into her eyes and see so much sadness. She worries so much. My lungs are so fragile and brittle. I have lived with cystic fibrosis for all of my life. They say I have thick mucus surrounding my lungs, and it will never come out. Usually people cough up the mucus, but my lungs are like a wet cave, never getting the moisture out. Then three years later I was diagnosed with lung cancer. My poor lungs will never get a break. "No pneumonia this time, just a terrible cold," I smile back, and give her a reassuring squeeze. She smiles, "Lets go get some coffee and have a nice chat." We leave he hospital and walk to a local coffee shop around the corner. We walk in and find a small quiet spot to sit. My mom orders a coffee for herself and a green tea for me. She comes back with both the coffee and tea in her hands, and sits down next to me. "Well since we have that out of the way, we can just relax," she sits back in her chair and lets out a big sigh. "Actually, i'll be right back Lou. She gets up and walks away. I look around this tiny coffee shop. It wasn't crowded, but it had a bit of commotion. There was a couple sitting in a corner talking. They looked so in love. He would say something, and she would laugh. He smiles back at her with such gratitude and love. That's something I've always wanted. Someone to be there for me, and to hold me. I wanted them to hold me with all their might they had left. I wanted to be kissed like no one has ever kissed me before. I wanted to become breathless in the best way possible. But, I knew that was impossible. Who was going to love a girl who couldn't do anything on her own. Hell, I couldn't technically breathe on my own. How was I going to be capable to loving someone else, if I couldn't love myself? I looked like a monster. I had tubes going everywhere, my skin was always pale, and I was constantly coughing. I was scary skinny, because I never wanted to eat. So who could ever love that? I look around, and see two boys sitting at the bar seats. Their backs were turned to us, and their backs shook as they laughed. They were the same height, slightly. The blond haired guy was a bit taller than the guy with the dark pulled back hair. Their style was pretty laid back, with jackets, jeans, and T-shirts. They spoke in a foreign language that wasn’t familiar to my ears. But, it was beautiful. The blonde one turns around, and I quickly look away. He noticed me staring. He starts to walk over, and I put my head down. He drags over a chair, and sits at my table. I don’t look up. I didn’t want him to see my face, or my cannula. He clears his throat, and begins to speak, “Hi, are you here by yourself?” He puts his hand on my shoulder, and it felt warm. “No.” I mumble still with my head down. He sighs, “Well, how about I keep you company while you wait for whoever is with you comes back.” We sit in an awkward silence for about two minutes. He leans his elbows on the table, and tries to peek at me. “You can look at me, I don’t bite.” He chuckles, and I finally look up to meet his face. His face was different than what I was use to seeing. He had two lip rings, and a large ring through his septum. He had striking brown eyes, with bold eyes brows. He was also a little scruffy, with a slight beard. “There thats better!” He smiles, and I shyly smile. “Why hide such a beautiful face?” I pointed to my cannula, and looked away in the distance. “Well thats nothing to be shy about!” He chuckles. I finally spoke, “Why are you talking to me anyways?” He smiles and sighs, “You looked lonely, and I didn’t want you to feel alone.” “Well I am fine, you can go back to you friend if you’d like,” I looked at his face, and he just shook his head. “That’s actually my brother. But, I talk to him on a daily basis. I would rather sit here and talk to you” He wasn’t getting the hint. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to talk to him, it was that I didn’t want him to see me. “So, you have an accent. I’m guessing your not from around here,” I say. “Well, I’ve lived here for the past four years. But, yes I’m not from around here. What are you doing in this beautiful city?” He smiled. “My family moved here for my treatments, and for the doctors. They are supposedly the best in the country." When I was diagnosed my whole world was turned upside down. Already living with cystic fibrosis was enough, but having lung cancer was a whole different story. Going to doctors weekly, getting poked and prodded, and feeling so sick all the time was physically and mentally draining. I would never have a normal life. I couldn't go out with friends, I can't go shopping, and I can't go to parties. I can't do anything a person my age could do. "Well, at least you can soak up some of this Californian sun while you are here," He smiled letting his pearly white teeth show. He had the sweetest smile. "Yeah, I guess. So why about you? Are you some aspiring actor?" I giggled. "Actually no, I came here to lay low for a while. It was too much living in Germany." He looked down and played with his tattooed hands. I hear the bathroom door open, and my mother comes out wiping her hands on the paper towels. She smiles, then looks to Bill. Her face brightens. "Hi, am I interrupting something?" My moms mousey voice asks. Bill skids his chair back making a loud noise, "No, sorry I was just keeping her company." "No, sweetly, stay. It's nice seeing Lou talk to someone besides the nurses!" She smiles and places her hand on Bills. "It's ok! Tom and I have to leave anyways. It was nice getting to know you Louise," Bill looks at me with those piercing brown eyes and smiles. My cheeks flush, "Umm..yeah. You too." I smile back. I watch him walk to his brother tap him on the shoulder, and they walk out of the cafe without a single glance. I look down at my tea, and notice some ink on the napkin. Call me sometime Bill xxx-xxxx I just smile, and take a deep breath.
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I know I have made many requests but I can't help it, my head is full of ideas 🙈
Imagine having a foster child with Bill starting in 2023, what would he be like as a parent? Having family moments when they go for a walk somewhere, taking turns knowing which of the two has to feed him or change his diaper, Bill showing his son in the live he does with the boys, etc.
Hello I have marriage papers right here- what I didn't say anything you did.
Warnings: Fluff, nothing else-
(C/n) = Child's name
Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader
Having a 6 year old foster child wasn't exactly easy, but you've always tried you're best for him. Showing that he's safe and sound.
You even got your son one of the most friendliest dogs that are good with children as a therapy dog. Your son and that cat were always seen together. The dog was fluffy and could often be seen cuddling with your son. (😭)
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The sound of the Tv was in the background playing faintly. Some simple kid cartoons for your child. Sad part was, he was in foster care. He was sensitive to many things, and you made sure all those things were out of his way.
He didn't overly have any friends, and he was a lonely kid so you got a therapy/emotional support dog. Those. Two. Were. Inseparable.
(C/n) would panic whenever he couldn't find the dog, then the dog would walk in and it seemed like nothing happened.
(C/n) tended to be clingy at times, hugging the dog, wanting "up" (being held) by you, and when Bill came around, constant cuddling.
Bill was excited once he knew you adopted a child, and yes you warned him it was a foster child. He felt bad for the kid and so he decided to give the kid the best childhood.
(C/n) loved him, Bill was a kind being around his son. Bill always played with him, held him, and did anything for this child.
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"Daddy!" A tiny voice came from (C/n)'s room. "Mm... I'll get him." Bill mumbled out, rubbing his eye. "Thank you, love." You whispered, Bill smiled a bit and got up, stretching his arms and walking over to his son's room.
He silently opened (C/n)'s door, welcoming to a small voice saying "Daddy, I can't find (D/n (Dog's name))" "He's-" Bill looked behind him, a dog came up behind him. "Here." He opened the door a bit to reveal a dog with a wide smile. "(D/n)!" The small child called out, seeming happy.
The dog walked over and climbed onto the bed, plopping down right beside (C/n) and smiling. Bill smiled "I love you, (C/n), get some sleep, okay?" Bill smiled, closing the door.
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Next morning the rest of the band was supposed to be coming over for a visit. You were busy cleaning up the place, while Bill had the duty to look out after (C/n).
You walked in the living room, rubbing your hands on a cloth from recently scrubbing at counters and tables. Turns out you walked in on (C/n) passed out on Bill while he stroked (C/n)'s back softly. Some cartoon was in the background as always, and Bill was dozing.
You smiled at the cute sight in front of you, but your attention was turned towards the door being knocked on. (C/n) woke up, perking his head up with tired eyes and a bed head.
(Y'ALL I'M SORRY I GET LIKE 3 HOURS OF SLEEP A NIGHT AND I'M SO TIRED- I let my friend know to scream at me to finish this story so dw <3)
(THIS WILL BE EDITED FOR SURE-)
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#CampTokio
Being on a a camp with them is the best feeling ever! And this was only the first day, can you imagine how the next one will be!? Because I'm dying to find out on my own 'skin'. Yes, yes, I'm part of the amazing camp specially made for Tokio Hotel fans! You know, just as Camp Mars made by 30 seconds to Mars for their fans, only that here on CampTokio we have four amazing boys to entertain us, not only 3. Yesterday when we arrived here, we were all dying to see the boys, our dooms, to see the other fans and of course the camp, which it looks so much better than on pics! Until the evening I got a lot of new friends around me, we were all singing, telling stories, talking about the boys and our endless love for the band, it was just as I always dreamed. I think we get to sleep late after midnight, so at 5:30 am when the alarms start to ring we were all sleepy and tired as fuck. At the beginning we thought that it's just a joke and they just want to warn us that the breakfast will be in just few minutes, but soon a lot of employers get inside of our rooms and told us to get outside on our workout outfits. What this could mean?! We had no idea, because sincerely the last think we thought that we will do in a TokioCamp was sport, but of course we had nothing to do than accept the rules. And this was the best thing because outside the paradise was waiting for us. Yes, Georg, in his shorts and a little top ready to show us what sports really means. He had no mercy for us, we ran all over the forest, we had to jump, run, and do a lot of other moves and things, so at the end of the training we were all almost dead. I couldn't even feel my toes, my heart was beating crazy and this was not only because of Georg moving around us and helping us to do our squats or hugging us one by one at the end of the workout class. When the 'terror' ends we had a half of hour for shower and change our full of sweat clothes, perfect timing for us to talk about how perfect Georg is and how we will get up every single morning at 5 am just to be ready for our workout teacher. This very important discussion continue at the breakfast too, when we give more importance to our plans for the rest of the day than eat. And this was a very bad idea, because immediately after the breakfast we all were taken into some kind of classroom and we had to seat on our chairs just like at school. What could follow next!? Not even when Gustav get inside of the room with a book and his sassy smile on his face, we couldn't tell. "Good morning, ladies! Today we will learn about rock history! Who knows which is the best drummer in the history?" He said smiling and looking serious at us in the same time. "Lars Ulrich?" A little girl asked and we all looked at her like she did the biggest stupidest ever. "No! Wrong! Totally wrong! He is a good drummer, but not the best! Who wants to try again?" He asked looking back at us, still hoping for an answer, but none of us wanted to talk or say a word, so he had to answer to his own question. "Gustav Schafer! He is the best drummer in the world! You all need some intensive rock lessons! And we will start right now!" He said and we all start to laugh. Of course he is the best! How could we to get so wrong and not admit the reality? Our first rock lesson was the best lesson of my life, especially with a teacher as him. He promised that next morning we will have a first drummer lesson, so at lunch we couldn't talk about anything else excepting how amazing tomorrow will be. After the lunch we had a hour break for sleep or do whatever we want, but all we did was to sing and fight about which song and album is the best. Some of us loved Zimmer, others loved the new sound of KoS, but what brought us together was the love for the guys. Old or new sound, we all had to admit that we will love those four idiots no matter what. We were about to start to cry remembering about ThTv episodes or concerts memories, when we had to go to the next lesson. My favorite, by the way, with my favorite teacher in the world: Bill Kaulitz. Our fashion lesson starts timidly, with few of us almost fainting from too much perfection in just one room. He was waiting for us in a king chair, with his perfect hair and outfit, with Pumba by his side and his cigarette in his hand. "You are all late! Get to your sits! Now!" He said and we almost run to some pilots who were sitting on the the floor. I get one close enough to the fashion king, so I was more than satisfied. "If you want to learn about fashion you need to be fashion! So this will be the first lesson!" He said and gets up, watching us one by one and slowly walking around us. I was red, almost ready to run away from there, because I knew that my outfit looks horrible. I think that few seconds none of us breath, until I heard his steps behind me and I heard his voice. "You! Get up!" He said and I looked behind. He was talking to me!? "Me..?" I said almost like a whisper and he said yes and came closer. I took a deep breath and get up, with my cheeks red and my heart beating faster than on the morning after the Georg's training. "What can you say about your outfit?" He said when he was at just few centimeters away from me and I know I have no escape and no excuse for dressing so lame. "I feel comfortable like this." I said and I knew I made the biggest mistake ever! He closes his eyes for a second and after the storm starts. "Do you think that I feel comfortable in my 12 centimeters Buffalo platforms? Of course I don't, but to look good you have to make sacrifices! How do you want to look good when you dress with a simple shirt and short pants? How?! And let me tell you something! Your shirt isn't even that bad, but you are ruining everything with your pants! And you know why?" He almost shot at me making me wanting to go back to my doom and change my pants. What can be so bad about some short jeans? What? "Their length! I would like them if they were shorter. You have nice legs, why to hide them under such a boring pair of jeans?" He said watching me serious, but nothing on this earth could scary me anymore. He just said that he likes my legs? Am I dreaming? "I'm sorry..." Was all I could say and the next thing I know was him hugging me close. "I'm sorry if I made you feel bad, but I had to tell you the truth." He said looking like a worried puppy and melting my poor heart. Thank God that after this he moved back to his lesson and starts to fight with another girl about her too large shirt. I couldn't hear anything more, because I was jumping and smiling like an idiot inside my mind. When the lesson was over I promised to myself that I will cut all my pair of pants and I will never hide my legs again. My fashion stylist is the best! We all needed some cookies and some tea after such a hard lesson, so we took another break. This time none of us could speak still shocking about Bill's words, because he analyzed all our outfits, or wondering what this amazing day could bring to us more. We were all exited to see Tom and find out which one will be his lesson. Maybe guitar? No. We were all wrong and we realized this only when we get into a little dark room, similar with the room made for fashion lessons, because of the pillows on the floor. Mister Tom Kaulitz was at the entree waiting smiling for us and hugging us one by one when we get inside of the room. "Welcome! Such a pleasure for me to be here and teach such a good girls as you!" He said with a large and sassy smile on his face and we knew that this will be hardcore. He won't play with us as the others! "Maybe you don't know yet, but I will be your sex teacher, I hope you are all ready for this!" He said with the same smile on his face and we all stop breathing. Sex? No, God no! Or maybe yes? "For the beginning I need a little assistant to help me. Who wants to be my partner?" He asked all innocent and we again stop breathing. Why he even needs a partner for a sex lesson? "No volunteers? Fine. I will choose one by myself." He said and starts to move around us just like his brother did at his lesson, while my mind was shouting to him that we all volunteer, with all our pleasure, only that we are shy and we need to be behind of our computers to say such as uncensored words as "Tom I volunteer to be your sex lesson partner!". I felt relieved and jealous in the same time when he choose one of my best friends who was deadly in love with him to be his partner. She was barely walking and shaking when she arrives in the front of our classroom next to him, but she starts to feel better when they get down on two pillows one next to another. "Now, imagine that we are all alone and we are meeting for the first time. Maybe we had a drink or two before, maybe we are high, maybe we feel some kind of connection how Bill calls it, between us. What will you do next?" He asked looking calm into her eyes. Of course that we were all watching them without breathing. Is this even real? "Fuck you?" She said and turn with her face completely to him. "Wrong! First step is to know each other better." He said and we all start to laugh. Oh come on Tom, you never had time to know somebody better before sex, and we all know that! "Don't laugh! Girls!? Think that I'm just a stranger, you have never seen me before, you don't know if I'm healthy or if I'm a free man. Will you still jump in bed with me?" He asked again more seriously this time. "No..?" I said loudly that I wanted and he heard me. "Of course you won't! It's dangerous to do such a stupid thing." He approves my words and I start to feel better. "But you did this when you were younger." I told him back and he starts to smile. "Exactly! And I want to give you a full guide about how to fuck a hot guy and don't get into problems. First step is to know him better. Two or three questions and you are safe. Now let's see which are those questions!" He said and goes up and lights some kind of huge TV screen where we had a full presentation of what to ask a stranger you want to have sex with. After such a benefit lesson we run to the dinner and next stop was our rooms, where as I promised I cut my jeans and changed my shirt with another one, because the fire was waiting for us. We found outside a huge fire and our favorite 4 guys around it with their instruments and smiles. I found a sit close to Bill and I couldn't be happy, when he turned with his face and smile at me. "You look so much better like this! I'm glad you listened to my advice!" He said my night become even better. "Yes, thank you!" I said and he turned to another girl but I couldn't be happier. When we all start to sing I knew that this is the best night of my life. Nothing can compare with a summer night spent outside surrendered by friends and 4 amazing guys.
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Thank you
I know I haven’t been active for over a year with writing and stuff. But it still warms my heart that my stories are still being read ♥.
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HAI POOKIE can you write Tom x male reader having a cute date liek maybe going to multiple cd shops orr playing the guitar togetherr it can be anythinf 🥰 i hope you're doinf okayy😊
I saw this and I NEEDED to do this. But I'm doing well and I hope you are tooooo <3
Warnings: Fluff, short story (I'm sorry </3)
Tom Kaulitz x Male Reader
You and Tom have been dating for 3 months, and today Tom just really wanted to take you on a lil' date.
You and Tom even had matching shirts, both baggy of course. He introduced you with flowers too. Roses mixed with some lilies.
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At the moment you were both walking down a street, talking about random topics. You both had hand in hand, you both squeezing each other's hands from time to time.
The sun was setting, making a warm glow on both yours and his features. The atmosphere was calm, only the sounds of birds here and there.
Tom takes a left, opening a door with a tiny bell to be heard. You both walked into a guitar shop, it smelled like vanilla not gonna lie.
You swore you could see Tom's brown eyes sparkle. The store was covered in all sorts of guitars, albums, posters, band shirts, a lot more. (HEAVEN for me)
Metallica playing the background, while Tom walked around like a child in a toy store. You followed along with him, checking out any stuff nearby you.
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(Ik this is so short but idk what to do</3)
The day ended with you picking out a T-Shirt of your (favorite band), and a guitar in Tom's hands that was named after you.
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I'm so sorry it was short, I just had 0 clue what to do, I might edit it.
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Secrets IV
She was still surrendered by memories of him when her daughter returned at home. She looks happier than ever and she seems really scared to find her mom looking so confused and scared. "Mom, I..." Isa tried to say but she stopped. She knew that her mom knows already everything. "I know where have you been... And with who. Just tell me that you hadn't slept with him." Amber said as calm as possible, still hoping that the reality could be different. "He likes me... And I like him too. I wanna leave with him." Isa said quietly, almost hearing the storm. Her mom will kill her in 5 seconds. "You won't." Amber said calm, coming closer to her daughter. "Mom, I was sure that that's what you're gonna say and I don't care! Nothing can stop me being with him, you get it?! No matter what I have to do he will be with me!" Isa screams and goes away. She came home only to take her stuffs, Tom is waiting for her at the hotel, on the morning they will leave, everything is planned and her mother has nothing to do. "I've lied to you with everything. Your dad is still alive." Amber said and Isa stops. Only the truth can stop this mess. "What do you want to say?" "Call Tom and tell him to came here." "Why?!? He doesn't even know you, he has nothing to do with this!" "You will find out when he will be here. Do as I say and stop this drama now!" Amber said and goes to her room. He will be here soon, she has to do this, she has to accept the reality, to tell the truth. How she could let things go so far? They will hate her so much. A half of hour she waited calm into her bedroom, she hears her daughter talking on the phone, she hears her crying and she is aware that everything will become even more insane when Tom will be here. And so it happened. Amber goes back to the living room only when she was sure that he is there. She found them holding each other and her heart skips a beat. He is still the same, he will never change. "Amber..?" Tom whispered shocked when he saw her. He let go Isa and wanted to came closer to Amber. She is still the same, only a little bit older. "Do you know her?" Isa said coming after him. "Yes... What are you doing there?" Tom said coming even closer to the first girl he ever loved. "I'm her mom..." She said and soon Tom stopped. He was looking at both and slowly he starts to understand. Only that his mind don't let him to accept the reality. "She is a great person, she..." He tried to say, trying to find another scenario. Of course they had a relationship so many years ago, but as well Isa could have another dad and things could be different. "And you are her father..." Amber said trying to smile.
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I posted a new part of Assignment yesterday! If you haven't read it yet, check it out HERE. And don't forget to let my know what you think about it! :)
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Aliens?
Should I start writing imagines again? Hotter and deeper?
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Hello everyone :)
my blog is new here i am writing imagines about Tokio Hotel and Black Veil Brides. So if u have any requests just tell me :)
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HEY GUYS!!!(: Since im finally back on after who knows how long... I will try and post some imagines such as> Tokio Hotel, Niall Horan(It's his Birthday) and Maybe a Cameron Dallas . How I write it is you idea. Well any way look for some imagines today if i don't post as much today is cause i probably passed out from exhaustion( i did that yesterday)
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YOU’RE LITERALLY FEEDING US MALE READERS 😔
i was wondering if you could make a sub bill x dom male reader 😭 bills just been a little tease to the reader and the reader is getting annoyed and he knows how to teach him a lesson?
i’m obsessed with submissive bill..🫢
I'M SO SORRY FOR LEAVING Y'ALL. I just had a massive writing block and all. But boy didn't you guys fill my inbox 🤭
(Also thank you for specifying when sub or Dom I always stress abt it 💀)
Warnings: Male reader, smut, I suck at writing smut, public sex, mirror sex, pet names, language, read what you're comfortable with.
Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader
Hell. Absolute hell.
It was 3 in the goddamn morning, and you felt gross. You haven't showered and you're still in your pajamas. (Bonus points for comfy clothes) The plane left at 5 in the morning for it being a 8 hour flight.
You and the band didn't want to deal with paparazzi and big crowds at the moment. You were even surprised the airport was even open. The place was silent and it seemed that you guys we're the only ones here besides staff.
You all sat down in that waiting area, in the uncomfortable supposed to be so called "cushioned" seats, it only felt like concrete. Felt like someone kicked you in the ass, twice.
Bill was in the seat next to you, but he was leaning over and his arms draped over you. He was exhausted, obviously not a morning person. His hair wasn't really styled and more flat, he also wore your hoodie to remain warm. (Fuck it, he always has to be wearing either something you got him, or he just stole naturally.)
Your arm was wrapped around him, he was nearly half asleep but he couldn't bring himself too. He needed something to wake him up. He knew how to.
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3:28 A.M.
Georg was nearly asleep, his head nodding as his eyes open on and off. Tom with his head tossed back and eyes closed. There was Gustav, who seemed awake since 1873 and somehow sane.
"Y/n, schatz?" "Hm?" You hummed in response, Bill's voice was tired and soft. "Can we please go to the bathroom?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled from his face now in your neck.
"Not now, love." You sighed out, it was 3:30 after all. Bill got upset, hugging himself tighter to you. It wasn't long until he started to roam his hands on your body.
His hand trailed to your thigh, rubbing it gently. He knew what he was doing. You knew what he was doing, and to your surprise. It was working.
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That was probably how you two ended up in the bathroom, what other honest excuse was there?
Bill held muffled moans against your mouth, both having a tired messy make out session. It was way lazier than when you guys were either actually awake or drunk.
It was around 4, so people would start to spill into the airport, so you both needed to be fast. Move prep for another day, cause surely ain't gonna happen. You pressed Bill against the counter, and turned him over. His crotch against the counter, begging for attention.
You kissed his neck from behind, Bill's hands on the counter to keep him up. You tugged at Bill's pants, sliding them down with ease. His pants pooled at his ankles, and he let out a soft groan.
You kissed at his neck again, and slightly put pressure onto Bill's back, making the upper half of him lay against the counter.
You pulled down his boxers, they also fell down his legs. You bent back a bit, to see if anyone was coming. No one was, so you slid down your pants along with your boxers as well.
You tapped his inner thigh, and he spread his legs a bit. You wasted no time, and entered him slowly.
(I'm disappointed in myself, and I'm sure God is too.)
His fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms as he bit his lip to hold back the flow of moans.
You rocked your hips back and forth, slowly but the pace got quicker with each second. He put his hands over his mouth, elbows balancing him up and his back arched. He could see himself in the mirror, and you behind him.
Bill felt adrenaline rush through his body, and he nearly rolled his eyes back. Your pace got more sloppier, and your grip on his waist grew a bit tighter, but tight enough to leave marks.
You both were close, so close. Just a little more and...
"Mmmf!"
Bill moaned into his hands.
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You both got cleaned up, which was fairly quick. You both didn't feel as tired, but more of adrenaline.
You both walked out, hand in hand. You both had your hair a bit messed up.
You sat down and Gustav looked at you two, he known what you guys done, but he's not gonna question.
You and Bill had better sex before, you even had the scratch marks on your back from last night to prove it.
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Hiiii, I'm sorry I've been gone for long 😭 and I'm sorry the end was really short, but I'm so tired that every paragraph had 10 grammar errors.
But enough of me whining, get good sleep unlike me <3
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Secrets III
17 years ago, Amber's POV: My mom doesn't know a word and I'm not even thinking to tell her something. She is too busy with her new husband to play more attention to me and after all it's just a night. She won't realize that I'm missing. I grab my bag and get outside on my window. This is the classic story and I feel so free and so brand new, walking on the street, trying to find him. I know he is in the same city with me, he is playing at the concert right now, but I have no money to go. Doesn't matter, I will find him no matter what, nothing can stop me now! Do you know how it feels to stay 5 hours in the rain waiting for somebody to came out? Because I do. I waited at the exit of the venue, I waited like a good little girl, the pouring rain didn't even bother me. All I could think was him, the way he may smell, the way his skin should feel under my fingertips. I so want him! "What are you doing here? Lord, you are all wet! Come here!" He said when he came out. He saw me immediately and came to me. "I'm fine." I said, but my moves look so unreal. He hold me and drag me inside of the building. "No you're not! Girl you must be crazy to do this!" He said and let me on a couch. The whole place seems empty, just me and him. "Crazy about you." I said smiling, even if I knew I look like a mess. "Wait for me here." He said and stand up, walking to another room. When he returned he has a blanket into his hands and he covered me all with it. "Let's go now." He said and took me into his arms so gently and sweet. "Where?" I said even if I knew what's on his mind. "Home." He said and I shut up. Home it sounds so good, home for me and him, no matter that will be only for a night or 2. The way to the hotel took us about 10 minutes, but when we get there everything seems so calm and peaceful. His room was all full with bags and a lot of things all over the room. He is such a messy boy and I like that, I like everything about him, even the way he let me down on his undone bed right now. "You need to go out of those clothes. I don't want you to get a flu." He said smiling and I let him to undress me. "You act like a daddy." I told him and he smiled looking at me. "This happens when you have to stay with Bill all the time. And after all you are such a cute little girl." He said taking his shirt off and coming closer to me. "I am." What's all I could say before to feel his lips on mine. This is so crazy boy, this is better that I could ever imagine. I spend there 2 crazy days, locked with him into his bedroom. Nobody disturbed us, nobody took us away from our world and when those days ends, I get back to reality in the ugliest way possible. He has to continue the tour, he must leave the country and I had to go back to my life. He asked me to go with him and I said no. Why? I don't know, I just felt that we can't be together in this life and we must wait for the next one. I'm not ready to stay with him, I can't give him everything he needs, I'm just a girl, I'm so much younger than him, I'm just 16. He gets mad, he shouts at me, the told me a lot of shits, but I understood his reaction. It was his right. I left the hotel on the afternoon, with my bag, exactly how I get there, but so much empty that on the begging. He is that kind of person who makes you be addicted to him, who make you love him. And knowing that maybe I will never see him again, just because of me, it made everything worst. I felt so bad, it didn't even affected me to see my mom shouting and screaming at me. I feel good, I was trying to feel guilty, to feel the pain, but it was useless. All I could feel were his touches, his smell, him all. It was mine and only mine as I was his and only his. And I will always be.
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Hellooo! I'm back!!
Hello everyone, I’m sorry I’ve not posted a new story in like..MONTHS! But I’m back, and I’ll have a new story up very soon! Hope you all like it!!
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