I do not know what I'm doing

Hello!

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Oh my god I'm back?!!

Hi everyone I just wanted to start writing for quackity soon bc there ISNT ENOUGH ANGST ITS ALL smut AND its weird, LIKE SURE ITS FICTION WHATEVER BUT ONLY SMUT SEEMS EXCESSIVE...

If you've never read anything of mine feel free to even tho it's old stuff and... I don't really take pride in what I wrote...

(I mostly wrote 4 tokio hotel)

Anyways if you've got any suggestions for a quackity X reader LET ME KNOW

Bye bye babes

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I wrote such cringe stuff back then like I just checked but y'all liked it so Ig IT'S FINE 😭

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I HATE IT WHEN THE BOT TALKS FOR ME

The FUCK YOU MEAN

"Yes, anything." *I say while looking at him.*

don't TALK FOR ME WHAT IF I WOULDN'T DO ANYTHING FOR PERCY WEASLEY? HUHHHH????

Also you're supposed to read this post as SHOUTING because that's how livid I get when the bot pulls this SHIT

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Oliver Wood X F! Reader Angst

Hi guys, I didn't re read this

Being friends with benefits with someone isn't too well perceived, especially at Hogwarts, I mean, what would happen if it ever got out that you and the Gryffindor's Quidditch Captain were messing around?

It has been going on for two years, and rumors started spreading, but nothing ever got confirmed.

No one ever approaches you, because no one really knows you that well to ask something that personal, and no one ever gets an answer from Oliver, after all it's easy to dodge any question that would throw him under the bus if all he has to say is:

"Me and who?"

"Who's that?"

"I don't even know her bruv"

The rumours really only started because you two hadn't been discreet enough once, some girls saw you and Oliver heading off somewhere during an outing at Hogsmade alone, that's what started everything.

But again, it's easy to cover up if you two don't talk to eachother.

It would be even easier if Oliver stopped stealing glances at you in the Great Hall or during class.

Even better if he stopped trying to get assigned projects with you by asking the professors whenever he got a chance.

His new behaviour is odd, but you know exactly what it means, matter of fact you've been dreading the very scenario you were now living.

"I've something to tell you"

You unwillingly lift your head from his bare chest, exposing yours in the process, to lock eyes with him.

There's a tense moment for a second, one that Oliver can't decipher, one that you hope would discourage him from confessing.

But before you could get lost in the fantasy of him being too cowardly to tell you, his true Gryffindor attributes shatter your ideal outcome forever.

"I..."

"I have no better way to explain this...

I want to be with you"

His tone firm, strong, heartfelt.

"No"

Now, maybe, just maybe, in another headspace, you would've been able to accept it, to accept Oliver.

Maybe your logical thinking would've been stronger than your stubborn personality.

Maybe you would've, for once in your life, admitted someone clearly good for you in your life.

"What- what do you mean no?"

"I mean no, Wood, that's not happening"

You just lay by his side, piercing through his soul with your eyes, as his grow in confusion.

"But why-"

"We agreed" You interrupt him "to no feelings, Wood"

He sits up.

"I know, I know that, but I can't take it anymore, I have more than just- I feel more than just lust towards you, and I can't not express it any longer, I need to-

I need show you- I need to express what I really feel"

"That's... Selfish of you-" But your tactic doesn't work.

"No, no.

It's selfish to keep this to myself, I don't want to privy you of the love I feel, you deserve to-"

"Love? Really? You don't even know me, Wood" You say sitting up yourself, actually getting up from his bed, to gather your scattered clothes.

"I want to know you better but I do know you to some extent-"

"Oh yeah? Well what do you know about me Wood? Enlighten me" You say putting on your bra and shirt.

Oliver gets up from the bed himself and grabs his boxers and quickly throws them on.

"I know the way you like being kissed on your neck"

The room's in motion as you move around looking for your underwear and Oliver follows you.

"I know your favourite colour's yellow"

Is he getting more desperate by the second?

"I know you hate it when I lose a match-

And I know you hate it when I tell people I don't know you"

For a moment you stop in your tracks, just a split second, before going back to searching your pants.

But he sees that.

"I know you hate going back home for summer break and I know-

You hate being at Hogwarts, and I know you would hate going back to your old school too" He says, being more honest than you are with your self.

"Shut- SHUT UP

You say after turning around to face him, yelling directly at him

...Shut up wood. You're not even making sense-"

"I know that it's gonna be hard, with you, I know it's gonna be hard for you

And I'm okay with that"

Your pants hang from your hands, as you two have come to stand still and your eyes are locked.

"I know that you think I never paid attention to the little bits and pieces of your story when you told them to me

Or that I never picked up the signs that clearly show you had it rough

But I'm telling you right now, that I see you

I may not know you, but I see you and if you just gave me a chance to-"

"it's out of question, Wood"

You say looking away to put on your pants, and quickly grabbing your stuff before walking off from what seems like a crime scene, because it really looks like you killed Oliver Wood by simply the expression on his face.

(I mean just imagine him saying all this with his funky sexy accent 😔🙏🏻)

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This aged well

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BY THE WAY for those of you that don't know Quackity has a channel on whatsapp where he occasionally sends texts and photos. This is like the start of the chat 4 me

https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VaiHCI01Xque2D4d5F3Q

This is the link to join!

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Alex Quackity X F! Reader angst

Prompt: you meet your ex boyfriend Alex at a bar accidentally.

Guys I didn't proof read this so excuse mistakes 🙏🏻

Also requests are open so feel free to ask anything!

"Are you ready yet?" Your friend Hadleigh asks as soon as she comes over, sitting down on your bed.

"Yeah just gotta do my eyeliner- I SWEAR whenever I need it to look good it looks like shit" You say sat down with a mirror in front of you taking out your eyeliner from your beauty case, earning a chuckle from the both of you.

You and Hadleigh have known each other for a long time, actually since middle school and you've been through everything together, from making slimes together to rolling up joints or getting black out drunk together.

"Nevermind it actually... Does it look good? Do they look like twins or cousins?" You ask turning around.

"It's good! Don't try to re-do it, it's perfect this way, also you probably won't have time to, Micheal is almost here"

"Great then" You answer back before getting up to put some essentials in your purse and when Micheal, a friend of Hadleigh, honks to let y'all know he's outside, you actually don't make him wait.

"Incredible! Hadleigh's on time!" He says as you two open the back door to his car getting a few laughs from the other two friends of their.

"Yeah shut the fuck up usually we're late because she is slow" Hadleigh says smirking at you.

Once you finally get to the bar, you don't really expect anything out of the ordinary, just some friends of Micheal, and Hadleigh also didn't know them so you wouldn't stand out as an outsider too much.

But as soon as the dread of seeing your ex boyfriend sat at a table sets in, you suddenly don't care about being perceived as an outsider that much anymore, which gives some kind of relief.

Until other people from his table start waving at Micheal and their other two friends that rode with you and Hadleigh here.

As you make your way towards the table your heartbeat increases and you just look back at Hadleigh with a mortified look on your face.

"Girl-"

"Girl I know."

"It's going to be fine the rest of them probably don't even know you, I don't think he'd tell them about you"

"I guess... But still what the fuck am I supposed to do just ignore him or try to chit chat..." But your worried whispers get interrupted once the attention turns to you two.

"So this is Hadleigh..." As Micheal introduces you, y'all all sit down, obviously you and Hadleigh sit next to each other, and your heart skips a beat when you realize that opposite to you is seated Alex.

As some of the people at the table ask a few questions to you and Hadleigh, Alex silently listens to the conversation, or maybe not as he already knows everything there is to know about the two of you: Hadleigh is your loyal best friend, prom queen of senior year and top notch theatre kid, and you are his ex girlfriend, bitter to look at and someone he tried so hard to forget.

What went down isn't necessarily hard to explain: in highschool you got assigned a project with Alex and afterwards started hanging, it wasn't long until you started making moves at him and you two were friends with benefits long before you two actually got together. You hadn't planned to get with him for starters because he was too sweet and a loser, which is just the formula that makes a male manipulator from what you've learnt from your past experiences, but after he kept that persona up for months you thought that maybe he wasn't like them other boys.

And he wasn't. But you weren't that same lover girl anymore, that was never appreciated and honestly, at a subconscious level, you felt like it was maybe even right to be the asshole for one time.

And so came to be the arguments about the stupidest things.

"Why the fuck were you talking to that bitch? You know how I feel about Sarah- oh my god it's like you don't even care about the things I've told you about" You almost shouted at his face.

"I'm telling you she just asked for the homework I didn't mean to-" And he tried so hard to de-escalate the situation but you just wouldn't listen.

"Oh yeah of course!" And then you went on and on about the same stupid argument you knew was futile until you left leaving him a mess. And feeling like it was his fault.

Or maybe when he'd be the one to 'start' an argument.

"I don't get why you have to get mad at me, it's not that I don't wanna go out, I'm telling you my mom won't let me"

"That's the same lame fucking excuse you use every time. I just want to see my boyfriend but god forbid his bitch of a mother won't let him! I bet it's because she doesn't fucking like my ass! What have I even done to her?" You angryly speak to your phone.

And when he tried explaining to you that it was nothing personal you'd just sigh and mumble something and hang up, then ignore his calls and texts.

You were draining him and you knew it, and yet you couldn't be bothered to feel bad.

Obviously it was you who broke up with him, after all it wasn't the first time you've done this, only this time it was going to be permanent and you knew it.

You had gotten in a big fight with your parents, were failing a few classes and just had a major falling out with a friend and the stress was simply taking over you... Until you shut down, finally taking a look at how you've been self sabotaging every aspect of your life and sometimes the lifes of the people around you.

And when Alex and you went out, you just dropped the bomb on him.

This time he was the hysterical one.

"Have I done something?"

"No Alex, it's-"

"Don't say that! You always say that and it always ends up being a lie so just be honest now and spare me!" He said, his voice trembling being the only audible thing during the night.

You shifted around on the bench that you two were sitting on to better look at him.

"It's nothing you've done Alex!" You raised your voice, shutting him up and you sighed "I'm trying to get one thing across and it's that I'm a bad person towards you, Alex."

The silence filled the air for just one moment before you spoke up again.

"And I want to say that I'm sorry, I know what I was doing, I know I was wrong and I know that if I really wanted to I could've been different. But I wasn't, for various reasons, but not because of you, it's not your fault I've acted this way and it's not your fault I'm leaving you

And I'm leaving you because I'm too ashamed and proud to fix this, I need to let you go and work on myself and I cannot do that if I also need to fix us. I just can't and I'm sorry and-"

For the first time you were the one to stop mid sentence to hold back tears "And as for you, I hope that tonight I gave you the answers to the countless questions you'll ask yourself."

You had gotten up and said "You're a sweet person, Alex, don't change because of me, you just got unlucky ending up with me and when you'll find the right person your gentle personality will be rewarded."

You have no idea what happened to him after that, usually he'd text you after you had broken up with him, but not this time, and it was a relief, hoping he'd finally understood that it's better this way.

And here you are sitting in front of him, changed, grown.

And here he is changed, grown.

The table is filled with different people having different conversations and you occasionally look over at Hadleigh that gives you a little smile each time to calm yourself down, almost reminding you that you're not that person anymore.

But that doesn't necessarily mean you don't feel like shit for what you've done.

As Hadleigh chit chats with some guy sitting next to Alex, you sometimes glance over at him, honestly you don't even know if you're doing so to see if he also tries to steal glances at you or if you're reliving that whole period of your life each time you notice the little moles on his face that you love so much.

When he chimes in, his voice is the loudest to your ears even tho he still speaks in that same calm tone. Your body shuts down for a second, you don't know if it's your heart that skipped a beat or if you're about to throw up.

You're basically sweating- melting at the unreal situation that's playing out in front of you but it's only when your eyes meet Alex's and you finally acknowledge each other for the first time tonight that you can feel your consciousness getting pulled to the back of your mind.

It lasted maybe two or three seconds, but your guys' slightly glossy eyes speak volumes to the other.

As you lean back in your seat, getting overwhelmed by the living reminder of your mistakes, you turn to Hadleigh and somehow manage to blurt out some words.

"Wanna go out for a smoke?"

When she turns around to face you she doesn't really feel like it, but seeing your eyeliner melting off at the edges of your eyes is enough for her to immediately get up.

"Sure! Guys we'll be back in a few we're going out for a smoke break"

You basically rush her to the smoking area and light up a cigarette.

"Dude I cannot be in there" You say pacing back and forth.

"Girl it's ok" She says gabbing you by both your shoulders "Listen up: you're seeing this from your point of view, the way I'm seeing this is that he is completely calm and doesn't seem upset or uncomfortable"

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, it's been a couple of years, he's over all of that"

"Ok..." You chat a bit while finishing your cigarettes before walking back in.

The night goes on normally, everyone talks and is having fun, you get to hear Alex's laugh but you two don't directly speak to each other, and you're too afraid to start a conversation with him.

The fact that now you are the one scared to talk to him is almost funny, this train of thought of yours gets interrupted when some of the party, including Hadleigh, that did ask if it's okay to leave you alone here, goes to grab another drink for everyone and only few of you are left.

The part of the table where you and Alex are is silent, but not necessarily uncomfortably silent, more of a mutual understanding silent.

"So how've you been?"

You turn to face him.

"Mh?" You say making sure he's talking to you.

"How... I'm sorry this is stupid" He says looking away.

"Oh no! I've been good- I've been better... It's not stupid I just wasn't sure you were speaking to me..."

He slowly and carefully looks back at you, both his eyes gloomy again.

"How about you..."

"I've... Gotten better over time, now I uhh... I've been pursuing my Twitch career- I don't know if you remember-"

"Of course I remember! How's that going?" You say smiling at him as he struggles to find the right words and a shy smile also creeps on his lips.

"It's been good... Really good..."

He starts rambling about Twitch and YouTube, and you listen intently as if you don't already know he's become successful, he did pop up on your social media a few times before.

You get slightly interrupted by the others who came back with your drinks, Hadleigh hands you your Sex on The Beach and smiles at you.

"Thanks" You say before turning back to Alex with a bigger smile than you wanted to admit.

"How's your uhm, job?" He asks awkwardly, as he's being careful with his words you hope it's not because he's still afraid of your old outbursts but rather doesn't quite know how to handle the new situation just like you.

You answer his question and from then on you chit chat a bit, for the first time you match his calm way of doing and the conversation seems to come to an end too soon.

You all head out, everyone talking a bit before inevitably leaving.

And while you're standing next to Hadleigh, not really tuning into her conversation with Micheal, you once again steal glances at Alex.

You once again get nervous when you notice him walking up to you.

"Hey" You precede him.

"Hey..."

You turn around completely leaving behind the rest of the party, anyway neither of you know what to say.

The silence hangs over you before you take a deep breath and decide it's time.

"I'm sorry, Alex"

It was physically hard, bringing everything back with words.

"... It's ok"

You both speak up at the same time only to interrupt each other "Oh sorry, you go" you say "I just- I was hurt... Not only because you left... But what you said to me, that night, it helped... And, from what I can tell by talking to you tonight, it was genuine, the things you told me...

I'm glad you were honest with me in the end"

"I guess that was the only way I could've showed you that I cared about you, but I- it didn't excuse what I did, it didn't make it right, and I want you to know that I'm sorry I put you through that"

"Girl are you ready to go?" You turn around to see Hadleigh waving for you to head back to the car with her.

"Yeah, I'm coming..." You say before turning back around to Alex.

You open your mouth to say something like bye or goodbye or see ya but nothing comes out and it's so pathetic but so real at the same time and Alex sees this, he sees you being at a loss for words for him for the first time.

Without warning he slowly embraces you into a hug, and you hug him back, it doesn't last long and when you split he mumbles bye to you.

"Bye, it was nice seeing you" and without waiting for a response you smile at him, turn on your heels and leave him behind.

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Meeting Alex at a pub when Ur friends organise a hangout with other friends of theirs and one of them is Alex only thing u 2 were dating in highschool and u were a bitch to him

COMING SOON

Update It's out

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I HATE BOYS AHHHHHHHHH RAGHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHH I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM

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PLEASE PART 2 TO THE HIGH READER X NOT HIGH BILL

Bill Kaulitz X F! Reader PT. 2 smut

The morning after, you and Bill continue what y'all started.

Sex.

Pt. 1

Hello anon thanks for the request! Also I'll get to the others soon enough (I hope), sorry for slow posting but as I said in the last post I've been kinda depressed and unmotivated.

Also requests are open! So feel free to ask anything!

Also this is the first ever smut I write so I can't assure you that it's going to be good but I based this on my previous experiences to make it more realistic.

Enjoy!

I slowly but surely open my eyes, recalling what happened last night- oh my god- Bill and I- oh my god.

Well it's a good thing, finally it happended, although it was just kissing I'm finally able to make out with this boy.

I don't know if this will grow in a friends-with-benefits kinda friendship or an actual relationship, I guess I'll have to see what happens.

This could potentially ruin my friendships with the others if we ever brake up, but let's be honest, it's Bill, I'm willing to take that risk.

Once again my train of thought gets interrupted by Bill coming into the room from the bathroom, I didn't even notice he wasn't in bed as I was hugging a pillow and thought it was him, I may be a bit hung over, damn.

"hey, you're awake!" He says happily walking over to the bed.

"yeah, bet you were hoping I wouldn't wake up at all huh?" I answer jokingly, sitting up.

This earns me a laugh from Bill that sits down next to me, his face now turning a bit serious.

"do you remember what happened last night?" He asks, a bit of concern hiding behind his words.

"no- what happened- did we fuck? You had sex with me while intoxicated?! What is wrong with you?!" I say with a panicked voice.

He becomes basically pale as he hears that and goes to speak, but I cut him off.

"yeah I remember what happened" I chuckle "you should see your face, don't worry I remember, we only made out" I continue to chuckle as he sighs a sigh of big relief and let's out a small chuckle as well.

"gosh you're so stupid, you had me so scared for a second- god" he chuckles looking at me and then smiles.

He's still smiling when he bites his lip, catching a glimpse of my lips for a split second before looking back at my eyes.

"so... You were cool with it? You were high, but you said- well it doesn't matter what you said since you were high- but I see how you look at me sometimes so I figured there might have been a bit of truth in what you were saying and-"

"yes, Bill, I was cool with it, still am" I cut him off, once again relieving him of his concerns.

"I also remember what you said" I say, lower in tone, staring at him.

"I believe it was something along the lines of... 'Tomorrow if you want... I'll fuck you mindless'"

I have fun with my words and say it slowly.

"I want to" I say.

He stays still, I can tell he's keeping himself from feasting on me.

"you sure?"

"yes, Bill, what do you need to hear me say? 'I want you, Bill Kaulitz, to fuck me and fully consent to it'?" I start chuckling again.

"fine, stop laughing in my face for making sure you want this" he says as he gets scoots closer.

He throws the sheets covering me away, I only now notice I literally got in bed in only a tank top and panties yesterday, but my attention doesn't stay on that for long as Bill starts to kiss me.

The kiss starts slow, like yesterday, and we get into a more comfortable position, pretty much like yesterday's position.

But, unlike last night, he now lets his hands go around.

He cups my face with both hands, then one slowly slips down, tracing my neck, and gets to my breast gently grabbing it before moving down to my waist and squeezing it tightly, I wish he held me even harder and left marks.

The kiss gets sloppy, he bites my lower lip, sucks on it (a.n. someone sucking on your lower lip actually feels kinda weird at first but it's so hot Istg) and then forcefully slips his tongue in my mouth and swirls it around mine, he uses his hand still on my face to squeez both of my cheeks, and just as I was almost out of breath he breaks the kiss.

He doesn't waste any time looking at me or catching his breath, he's already kissing my body.

He moves his other hand also on my waist, now having a full grip on me.

He starts kissing my neck, slowly moving down to above my chest, he kisses each sides, then he kisses my breasts thru the tank top, slowly.

He kisses in between my chest and moves down, leaving kisses each second, he reaches my belly button and doesn't stop.

He shifts to kiss me just above my clit and then undoubtedly he kisses lower too, but I still have my panties on.

I try to get to them to pull them down, but he stops my hands on their track and uses his to pin my wrists to the bed.

He doesn't let my hands go, instead of doing that and pulling my panties off normally, this fucker uses his teeth.

I'm half laying down, half sitting up, looking down at him, I couldn't keep my eyes off of him for this whole time and he's been so focused on my body, but now, only now does he look up at me.

He pierces thru my soul with his eyes while le slowly pulls the panties off that way.

Once they're low enough he breaks the eye contact and stands to tower over my lower body, he lets my wrists go and fully takes my panties off, tossing them on the other side of the bed.

"lay down" he says, almost orders me, and I don't have a reason not to listen to him, so I do as he says.

He moves again, putting his face between my legs and his arms around my thighs and buries his nails in them to hold me.

He starts off by spreading my legs wider enough to expose my clit and my hole, already pretty wet from the anticipation.

He leaves kisses on my inner thighs, then closer and closer to my clit.

His lips an inch away from my clit, he hesitates.

But you know what, I don't think he's actually rethinking it, he's waiting, this fucker is waiting for me to ask him to continue.

"Bill?" I whisper.

But he doesn't move.

"Bill, please... Don't do this to me now, just eat me out already fuck" I add a bit of attitude in there, to show I am eager for him to get started.

I swear I heard a light chuckle coming from him.

That was enough to get him started tho.

He kisses my clit a few times before actually use his tongue to circle around it.

He also gives attention to my hole, licking it.

He switches between the two and licks me from one point up to the other.

He moves his hand and with it picks up some of my wetness, to prepare two fingers.

He shoves them in me, this feels good but what's next is even better: he uses his tongue to stimulate my clit, while his fingers go in and out of me while also bending them at the right time to hit a sensitive spot inside of me.

I move one od my arms to cover my face, over my mouth, as I start to moan.

He doesn't really let that slide because he stops and uses his free hand to grab my arm and pull it away.

"don't fucking cover yourself, I want to hear you, got that?" He wants asking, he was demanding and I just nod my head yes and he gets back to it.

So I start breathing heavily and more sounds escape my lips, but when I start getting close he pulls back and looks at me.

"can I?" He means: can I fuck you? And of course he can.

"mhm, yeah, you got a condom?"

He doesn't answer and just goes to grab one, gets back and positions himself.

He pulls down his pants and then his boxers, pulling it out.

He's big. He's actually fucking big.

Of course not rumours big, he's manageable, but still big.

I just look at him putting the condom and then spitting on his hand and rub himself to some what lubricate himself.

I know it's going to hurt at first.

Once he's done with that, he positions himself at my entrance with his hand and tower myself, using his other hand to keep him from falling over me.

He shoves it in and I'm met with a some what sharp pain, but it's nothing I can't handle.

"fuck-" I mumble.

He doesn't move yet and mumbles into my ear:

"it's okay, you tell me when I can move" this is so hot to hear.

"mhm" is all I can muster together and he caresses my cheek with his hand and I wrap my arms around him, holding onto his back with my hands and nails.

After not long I give him the ok to start moving and he does, he starts slowly, but gives rough thrusts.

With each thrust he earns a moan from me, I can't even hold myself back from making some sort of sound each time he moves, I feel butterflies in my stomach, maybe that's just his dick, but fuck is this feeling good.

After a while, my moans probably made him more excited because he's getting faster and my moaning only increases.

He also lets moans, whimpers and groans slip out.

As all of this goes down, I grab his hand that was gripping my waist and move it to reach my neck.

"you know how to choke me, right?" The confidence to ask him came out of nowhere.

"yes baby" he chuckles "fuck I didn't know you were such a freak... I love it" he says before kissing me and clenching my neck with his hand.

I can't help but feel the submission to him come to me naturally, I'm his right now and I bury my nails in his back, thank god he has his shirt on.

I can feel it, I'm so close, and I can tell he's too because he breaks the kiss and has a heavy breath, but that doesn't stop him from nibbling on my neck and kissing it and leaving hickies.

"fuck- Bill"

As he hears me moan like this- moaning his name- he uses one of his hands to stimulate my clit.

After another fast and rough thrusts and my clit getting abused by his thumb my legs start to shake and the knot in my stomach comes undone.

He continues on pound me and also cums not long after me.

As his pace slows down my legs are still shaking.

He finally stops, exhausted and takes his hand off of my neck.

He pulls out, sadly, takes the condom off and leaves it on the nightstand and gently lays next to me.

He grabs me and pulls me on his chest, to cuddle me.

I give in and hug him back melting into his body, getting my breath back.

"fuck I love you, you've been so good" he says, still breathing heavily and then leaves a few kisses on my forehead.

"I love you too" I answer, looking up at him and then kissing him.

That's how we fell asleep, but not for long since we soon got woken up by the others banging on the door, whining about us needing to get some place.

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HAHAHAHA HELP I WAS MESSING AROUND WITH A BOT TO TRY THE NEW VOICE OVER FEATURE

Yes 😏

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Bill Kaulitz X F! Reader smut

Making out session while high with (not high) Bill.

I'M BACK GIRLIES!! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, been feeling pretty depressed lately.

I really hope y'all are okay tho!

(Omg guys it's the day after I posted this and there were so many errors I'm so sorry I was high while writing the end lol.)

Enjoy!

Also requests are open! Feel free to ask/request anything!

Omg he's just so cute 😭

"whatcha looking at?" I chuckle all up in Bill's face, while trying hard to keep my eyes on his and not his lips.

"nothing... God you're so high..." He chuckles back, with a more relaxed tone than mine.

We are in our shared hotel room, well actually it's his and Tom's, but Tom passed out in Georg and Gustav's room so I'm staying here with Bill for the night, which would've had me nervous normally, but now that I'm high as fuck it just has me hungry for him.

I managed to do all the things I'm meant to do before settling into bed, brush my teeth, take off my makeup and so on... Obviously Bill helped me with what he could and then he also did those same things himself.

He just got out the bathroom and sat next to me when we exchanged those two words.

"do you need anything? Water, food, anything?" He asks me, I just find his concern so hot.

"nah I'm good." I chuckle again, looking down at his lips and then at my lap, trying to play it cool, knowing damn well he noticed that.

I just can't help myself, I like him, I'm attracted to him, I've always been, and sometimes when I'm high I just relax and wanna be passionate with someone, that someone being Bill.

Me and him are sitting in the same bed, I dunno why, since there's two, but I don't really care and scoot over and sit next to him, hugging his arm and looking at the hotel's TV, that had been on this whole time.

I really got a problem with keeping my feelings to myself when faded, once I got so high that two of my friends and my crush had to walk me home, I clinged onto his arm that entire walk and when we got outside my house I hugged him while saying goodbye and blurted out: 'man I love hugging ya, you're so soft, I also like ya...".

(a.n. this actually happened to me, I thought it was funny and wanted to add it in here lol)

Hopefully if something like this happens, Bill will be cool about it.

"God you're so touchy" he sighs, but doesn't seem annoyed, and makes himself more comfortable.

"well, in my defence, I always am!" I say looking up at him.

"you're literally not-"

"Okey! I would be touchier if you'd be cool with it!"

"I am cool with it" he smiles warmly.

"Okey then, I'll be touchier from now on, you can't be mad about it!" I flop my head back on the pillow.

Bill just nods and giggles at me, and redirects his attention to the programme playing on TV.

After a while we finally decide to turn the TV off, to try and get some sleep.

Bill's the one to stand up and turn it off, he also turns off all the lights, except for one, that's dim enough to fall asleep with on.

He makes his way back in the bed and gets under the blanket next to me.

"how're you feeling? Everything alright?" He asks again.

"yes don't worry, I already told you: if I feel sick I'm going to tell you!" I say looking up at him, since I'm laying down and he's sat up on my left.

"I know, just making sure..." He says softly looking down at me while smiling.

I smile back at him, but that warm feeling quickly died.

My smile slowly faded, a natural ending. So did his.

But it isn't a bad thing, he didn't lay down, he stayed still, towering over me, looking down at me.

The room's quiet, I can barely see Bill's face because all the lights are off except the dim one, but I know he's staring down at me with eyes that communicate more than any words he could possibly say now, his eyes are hungry, his eyes are telling me he wants me.

You know what maybe that's actually the weed talking and he doesn't actually- never mind he's leaning in.

I see him leaning closer to me, to my face, to my lips.

I lowkey panic, but this is exactly what I want. I want him.

He stops just an inch away from me.

"what's wrong?" I ask, letting out an eager sigh.

He looks doubtful before saying:

"it's that... You're high, I can't do this..."

"yeah I'm high, but trust me, I want this"

"you can't consent-"

"please" I say looking up at him, I know my eyes show just how much I want him, I want him kissing me- kissing every inch of my body.

He sighs, looking conflicted.

"I can't- (y/n) this isn't happening-"

Awh fuck no.

"what if we just keep it to kissing... Making out..?"

I'm desperate to feeling him close.

"(y/n)-"

"I promise you this is what I want, I've wanted it for so long... Fuck Bill, please... If it's that you don't feel the same then it's fine-"

"I think I want it more than you do"

Those words slip out his mouth, shocking me... Well actually turning me on even more.

"let's just stick to kissing? Please I want it... I promise to tell you I consented to it tomorrow, once I can think straight, because I actually do want to."

He thinks for a moment, but I keep on yapping, begging.

"please Bill fuck, don't make me beg for it-"

But my whines are interrupted by his lips on mine.

He starts off soft, but eventually the gentle kiss becomes a sloppy, slow and sensual make out session.

He shifts around to get more comfortable and then speaks during the kiss.

"fuck- tomorrow morning-- if you want-- I can fuck you mindless"

Pt. 2

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GUYS I wanna take requests!!

Feel free to ask anything!

I don't have any ideas rn 😭

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Istg I'm not dead I'll post soon

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My biggest fear is doing something embarrassing and/or looking like a corpse in my room and Tokio Hotel suddenly walking thru the door. (Or any other celebrity for that matter).

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Tom Kaulitz X F! Reader PT. 3

Tom comes over at your house to comfort you! Implied sex at the end! Will make a PT. 4 with actual smut!

Also requests are open! Feel free to ask anything!

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A few days have passed, after my conversation with Bill I had gotten my stuff and left the house, walked back home and haven't been out all week if not to go to school.

Soon I reached the weekend without having been out with friends, or any of the band members for that matter, and about a dozen unread messages from Tom, Gustav and Georg, some messages from Bill too.

As I get off of the bus and start walking towards my house I decide to open the chats.

Tom texted me as soon as I left his house a few days ago, asking if I made it home safely, accompanied by another few texts of concern.

Then there's another text from Monday:

Tom: Hey, I saw you at the bus stop today, I guess you're alright, but why haven't you been answering?

I know you're feeling bitter about this whole situation, but please (y/n) talk to me.

This makes me feel bad, but I close the chat without answering, I'm too confused about Tom's feelings towards me and I don't feel like dealing with that right now.

Next I open Gustav's chat and read:

Gustav: Hi (y/n)

I heard what happened with Bill.

I'm so sorry he did that to you, I haven't been able to look at him the same way I did before.

He's a dumbass for that matter, but I couldn't help but feel bad for him when he came into the studio crying today.

Tom's giving him the silent treatment.

How're you doing? Let me know as soon as you can, and if you need anything just call me, night or day and I'll be there.

This. This is gonna make me cry. Gustav is literally the love of my life, he's always so sweet in such an innocent way, he genuinely wants what's best for all his friends and everyone can tell that, he's so pure!

There's another few texts expressing concern, like Tom's, because I've gone no contact with all of them. I sigh.

You: Don't worry Gustav, I'm okey, I just don't feel like texting people these days, I promise I'll get back to hanging out, but not right now.

I quickly close the chat and open up Georg's.

Georg: He is such a fucking bitch?

How dare he do something like this?

From what I gathered from talking with Tom and Bill I am currently more mad than you are.

You know what I'm actually mad you're not mad! You should've buried a punch in that fuckers face, jesus...

I'm not actually mad at you don't worry :)

Please, let me know if you need anything (y/n) I mean it.

I chuckle at his texts, he is angrier than me.

You: I'll let you know Georg, don't worry.

Also please I need you not to beat up Bill! Just letting you know because you seem very upset and I don't want this to ruin your guy's relationship.

I chuckle again and close the chat, opening Bill's for last, his first text being from Wednesday:

Bill ♡: (y/n), the others say you haven't been answering their texts and calls.

Please don't distance yourself from them because of what I did, they aren't at fault and haven't helped me hide anything.

Actually they're fucking mad at me.

Please don't do anything stupid, I love you.

Why did he need to say that? Why? WHY? God, I hate boys... Also why do I still have him saved with the heart?

I wish he never said that because, as much as I shouldn't, I love him back.

Being ripped away from the person you've loved the most is the worst feeling, especially when what's pulling you away is them and their thoughtless actions.

I finally make it home, I enter and quickly run to my bedroom, not bothered to take my shoes off at the entrance.

I get to my room and lock the door behind me, I shove my shoes off and throw my backpack to the ground.

I put on my PJ's and go straight to my CD player, not wanting to be left alone in the silence with my thoughts.

After putting some music on, I go straight to bed and wrap myself up in the different blankets I have.

Memories float back to me each time I get in bed: all the nights Bill slept over, all the sex, the cuddles, the movies I've watched with him, the times he's come over to comfort me when I was feeling down, insecure, and he'd find me in the exact position I was in, crying.

The only difference between back then and now was the tears, I tried forcing them out, because I knew that after letting them out I'd feel better, but I haven't been able to. Bill Kaulitz broke me so bad I'm not able to cry anymore. Another reason to hate him, but I just can't.

I take my phone in hand once again and reopen the chat with Bill.

You: Don't worry Bill, it's not like that.

I stare at the screen, feeling like an idiot being the one telling him that everything's alright and not to worry, but I can't help it and continue to turn myself into a laughingstock.

You: I love you too Bill.

Damn. I'm so stupid.

I reopen Tom's chat aswell, realising he's the only one I haven't answered to.

You: Everything's fine Tom, don't worry.

I miss seeing y'all, but I don't feel like going out these days.

I text back the same things I've told the others, not putting much thought in it, and I was about to close the chat when a new message instantly pops up.

Tom: But you won't get better if you stay home alone all day.

There was a pause before Tom started to type again.

Tom: Want me to come over?

I stare at my phone, thinking of the state that I'm in and not wanting to be seen like this, but also knowing he wouldn't judge me. I also think about how he could be very comforting to be around, but as a friend. I don't want to deal with his feelings towards me and vice versa, feeling uncomfortable at just the thought.

After some more evaluating I text him back:

You: Yes.

But later, can you come sleep over? If you can come here at 9.

I get a reply as soon as I send the message with a positive response.

I get up and let my mother know Tom's sleeping over today and he's coming at 9, then I get back in bed and fall asleep.

I wake up at 8, shit.

I quickly get up and start tidying my room, putting all CDs in their place, folding my clothes and putting them in my closet, doing my bed, throwing away trash...

I finish at a quarter to 9 and decide to go wash my face, brush my teeth and so on, trying to look presentable.

As soon as I step out of my bathroom I look over at the alarm clock I have beside my bed, 8.59.

Oh good he'll get here in a bit-

My train of thought is interrupted by the sound of a bell ringing.

I walk out of my room and make my way to the front door.

I open the door and there he is, Tom.

"Hii." I try saying excitedly, but kinda failing.

"Hey girl!" He does say excitedly, pulling me into a hug, like he always does, and I let myself hug him back and melt in his arms once again.

He greets my mum that's in the living room and then we go into my bedroom.

"Look around, I tidied up the place just for you!" I say jokingly.

"What an honour! Anyways look at what I have here..." He says taking his backpack off and opening it.

Inside is all our favourite snacks, movies we both love and a CD of his that we both vibe to. Other than that is just his PJ's and other essentials.

"Oh my god this is so cheesy" I laugh and hug him "but thanks I love these chips." I say letting go and grabbing the pack of chips and feasting on them basically.

He laughs and nods, as I make myself comfortable on my bed he takes out the few movies he's brought and sets one up.

After he does that he crawls in bed with me and the movie starts, but I don't really want to watch it.

"So um..."

"Mh?" He turns to face me.

"How... How are things going with, you know, Bill..?"

His face turns into a frown for a second, before hiding it and turning back into a neutral look.

"Nothing much, he's been moody, I think it's because he's finally realised so stupid he's been and he has to move on, because he knows he doesn't have a chance of getting you back..."

He actually does.

But I can't just go back to him, after what he's done.

I only nod in response "What about Georg and Gustav?"

"They're both upset too, Georg has been cold to him and Gustav too, but he's a bit softer on Bill, he's too nice for his own good, but you would know that."

"I don't want you guys to fall apart okay?" I blurt out, startling Tom.

"I don't want you guys to fall apart, just like Bill's done this countless other people have too, and he'll be better from now on, he'll learn from this, like many have done before...

For once, I also cheated before..."

Tom gives me a look of disbelief and I can't help not feeling ashamed of what I did.

"It's complicated when someone does this, a whole lot of confusion and guilt plays into all of this... I cheated on one of my exs because I didn't feel like he valued me enough, or treated me right for that matter...

He told me various times not to eat or compared me to other girls, once he was going to Ibiza for vacation and told me, and I quote: 'if I cheat on you I'll tell you'- like what?! And so as time went on, I didn't want to leave him, because I was attached, because I'd break his heart and so on... And so I made out with another guy... I told you it's complicated and I don't want you to hate Bill, I want you to help him learn from his mistake."

Tom just stares at me... "You- wait this guy, it's not Bill you cheated on right?-"

"No it was not Bill, it was a long time ago, and it only ever happened with that guy. He's made a mistake I've done before, I know for a fact he can be better and learn from this... Please don't hate him..."

"Wow..." He sighs staring at the TV now.

"... Okay, if you say so then fine." He says a bit colder now.

After that the tension went down a bit, and we joked around and watched the movie.

Soon 11 came around and we decided to leave the house to smoke a J at the same park as last time, and just like last time I got faded and he's only a bit high.

We get back home and go to bed, before I put on my PJ's in my bathroom and so does he, but separately obviously.

So here we are, in bed together, once again.

I find myself once again in his arms, while another movie plays.

But something's different, maybe it's the drugs that are playing with me, but Tom's scent is so strong and intoxicating right now.

I had my head on his chest, when suddenly I turn it up to look at him, his beautiful eyes and cute nose and lips... His lip piercing and his dreads... He suddenly turns to face me aswell... Now a strong silence filling up the room, the same silence I've heard a thousand times before and so has he.

The silence that screams attraction, passion, hunger.

My eyes were locked on his lips but when he turned I looked at him in the eyes, hoping he hadn't noticed, but he did. He definitely did.

Because what he did next is stare at mine for a good while before looking back at me.

The suspence fills the air as my heart starts beating out of my chest.

Another moment passes and that's when his arm that was around my shoulder shifts on my waist and his other hand grabs my cheek, pulling me in.

And so I closed my eyes, and he did the same, before kissing me.

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How I feel after finally doing my eyebrows, washing my hair and shaving all in one day