Could you do like 2003 bill headcanons/oneshots for like a him and a girl he has a crush on who's in the band 😭😭 tons of fluffy stuff?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH TYSM FOR REQUESTING THIS!! LITERALLY SOO CUTEE. this is my first time writing for tokio hotel so go easy on me bbgs. 😪
please request fics from any fandom <333
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(2003) BILL KAULITZ X GN!READER HC
POV: bill has a crush on you (your in the band and its so obvious)
being an awkward 13 year old this man would be SHY AS HELL around you. like blushing, looking down at his feet, that shy closed lip smile that everyone does. the whole confident act is complete bullshit and all for the camera.
its so painfully obvious that he has a crush on you to literally everyone but he thinks he's being soooo slick about it. the first to realise was obviously tom, being his twin and all, he teased bill relentlessly for months.
would totally rewatch recorded performances and interviews just to stare at your face. man is obsessed in a good way. on that note he would also like to sit next to you in interviews because he likes being close to you.
lets you paint his nails, has too be black though to fit his emoness. he paints your nails as well if your into that kinda thing.
lets you borrow his clothes and accessories all of the time. earrings? fishnet gloves? rings? shirts? literally anything you want take it, he loves seeing you in his clothes no matter what it is.
if you sung with him in the band he would keep you behind to 'practice vocals' and if you played an instrument he would ask you to have private practices with him just so he could 'be in line with the music' (he totally doesn't just want to see you more).
even though the band was still small you both loved preforming.
he wants so bad to ask you out but is scared you will reject him and try leave the band.
eventually tom got tired of him daydreaming about you and pushed him actually to ask you out and when you send yes he was quite literally over the moon, started blushing like mad, went red and all of that.
This one was requested by @princeasimdiya12 thank u for being the first to request! i am very new to this posting thing but i will gladly give you request a try!
‼️MILD NSFW UP AHEAD‼️
"Come on babe!" You say cheerfully as you drag your hero boyfriend into the male section. "I dunno why you dragged me to this, we have perfectly good underwear at home" He grumbled as you make you way to one of the aisles. You look at a wide variety of boxers to underwear and start giggling as you swipe through them. "These would look great on you" You stifle a laugh as you hold up a pair of underwear with little yellow ducks imprinted on it. Your boyfriend just rolls his eyes with an annoyed smile on his lips. "OH HEY GET A LOAD OF THIS" You exclaim as you reach for a pair of boxers and show it to him, all on it was an All Might themed design. He groans in annoyance as you laugh. "Why do they even have that" He mutters. "I dunno but I'm definitely getting these" You say as you put them in your basket and merrily skips to the next aisle as your boyfriend sighs in annoyance and follows right behind you.
You weave in and out of the aisles trying to find underwear that'll fit you (and some tacky and funny underwear to mess with your boyfriend too). You were walking to the counter with your boyfriend in tow, when you suddenly spot something that caught your eye. "Be back in a sec" You say as you walk into another aisle. "Just hurry up" Rock Lock said while checking his watch "I still have to make dinner when we get back" "Yeah yeah sure" You call back.
Your boyfriend was getting bored until you emerged from the aisle you came from and his face was painted with a shocked one. "Oh you'd look good in this" You chuckle as you hold up a pair of Rock Lock themed boxers. "Okay the All Might boxers were understandable, but do they even have those" He grumbles as he looks away from you. "I dunno, but I'm still getting them, they're only 30% off anyways" You smirk smugly and walk away, heading for the counter. Rock Lock knows there isnt any sense in arguing so he just follows.
T I M E S K I P
Both of you got home about 5 hours ago, already ate, and you were reading a book in bed while waiting for your boyfriend to finish his bath. You hear the bathroom door open and you look up from your book. You stifle a laugh as your lover emerges from the bathroom in the Rock Lock themed boxers you bought for him.
"Already like them i see?" You laugh as he climbs into bed with you. "Shut up" He grumbles.
"Did you even wash those?"
"Yeah i put them in the washer when we got home and put them in the dryer afterwards"
"So you like them?"
"I guess"
"Do i get a 'thank you?'"
"No"
"Mean" You roll your eyes and was about to punch his arm when you suddenly felt his hand trail up your thigh. You shiver as he leaned in and whispered into your ear.
"The thanks you're gonna get is when these things are a 100% off"
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Thank you again @princeasimdiya12 HWHDHWGDHWHEHHE
This was hard to write since Rock Lock has a wife and son so i had trouble imagining him without them. But i hope you like this! This is one of my first X Reader oneshots so keep those oneshot requests coming!
can you draw selly from crazy raccoon? thank you! ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ (included his character so you wouldn't have to look for it)
AHHHH! I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING SOONER!!
I completely forgot to check my inbox and the notification for your ask got jumbled up with the others, I am so sorry for this.
Anyway, I have never heard or seen this character before but the design looks really cool!
Hopefully I've done the character justice :)
Simmorse + angsty talks about Skye? I guess technically that would be Skimmorse but still!
A/N: Dude I am so hype that you requested Agents of Sheild Fanfiction this gives me an excuse to dive in. Please request more here!
Title: Warm on a Cold Night
Ship: Bobbi Morse/ Jemma Simmons
Read on AO3 Here
A SUBTLE NEON glow filled Bobbi’s room, disrupting the darkness that had enveloped her for the past hour and a half. She had blinked until she could see the little glowing stars that she had tacked to the roof of her bunk. They weren’t as green as they once were, but it cut through the color like a knife.
She had lost her cellphone somewhere in her nest of blankets but felt around blindly for the little device. Her arms still ached from the latest training session, hair damp from the shower she took shortly after. Bobbi flinched away from the light of the phone but eventually read the message.
JEM: Are you awake?
Bobbi snorted. She had gotten more than one of these messages before; it was usually after a Hunter had a few too many. She would ignore it, push the little button on the side of the phone and roll her aching body over on its side for a fitful sleep.
BOBBI: I’m awake, you okay?
Jemma didn’t text much. She stuck to the coms and when she wasn’t murmuring into the microphone lodged in her ear, she was trapped in the lab, fiddling with something much more complex than a phone. Bobbi felt her heart pick up speed.
There wasn’t an answer for a few minutes and she found herself gazing up at the stars again until the edges blurred. They were fuzzy, no matter how hard she blinked. Her fingers itched as she tapped at it incessantly. Jemma had probably fallen asleep.
Her phone buzzed again, this time longer. Bobbi looked at the caller ID for a long time before sliding to the home screen and pressing the phone to her ear. “Hello?”
“Did I wake you?” Jemma asked, her voice soft, cracking all the same “Obviously I didn’t I just…”
Bobbi smiled quietly to herself and turned to face the small door of her bunk. The brick behind her was cold and unforgiving. She blamed the way she shivered on that because it was easier than recognizing the pain in Jemma’s voice.
“What’s on your mind, Simmons?”
“It’s nearly Christmas.”
“I suppose it is.”
She had noticed the futile attempts of the team to spruce up the base. There was an old plastic tree that went up behind the television in the common room. They didn’t have ornaments so Fitz and Mack spent a long time cutting out little snowflakes from old reports. They strung them up before making red and green links to hang around the gym and lab. It somehow brightened the place up.
Holidays were a hard time for most here. Coulson was kind enough to give leave to those that still had a family. But for people like Jemma and Bobbi, it was easier to stay here. It was just another day, the air stiller and the world quiet, if not for a moment.
“Where are you?” Bobbi found herself asking, breaking the silence on the line.
“The kitchen, I couldn’t sleep so I wanted to make tea. Thought it would warm me.”
“Mm,” She hummed, “Have room for some company?”
“Of course.”
Bobbi silently clicked the phone off before pulling on a forest green cardigan. She wrapped it around her midsection to combat the cold. She was careful not to disturb anyone as she padded, barefoot and exhausted, towards the kitchen. The base was silent at this time of night.
She could swear that she smelled cookies or the pitiful attempt at making some. The kitchen was lit by the small bulb over the stove. Jemma sat at the end of the island, twirling the string of a teabag in between her fingers until they became too tangled to separate.
Jemma didn’t’ look up when Bobbi entered; instead, she lifted her chin to the other cup. It was hot chocolate, steaming, and covered in a layer of marshmallows. She smiled at that, because no, she wasn’t a tea person, not unless it was loaded with sugar and enough cream to forget that it was tea in the first place.
“What has you up tonight?” Bobbi asked. “You can’t be waiting for Santa. I’m pretty sure if the United States Government can’t find us, neither can he.”
Jemma scoffed “I would like to think so, though, we’ve seen stranger haven’t we?”
Bobbi swallowed a scalding gulp of her drink. Yes, they had seen stranger. She let out a hum of satisfaction as the chocolate coated her throat. It was warm all the way down. She didn’t know she was cold until then. Until it settled in her stomach.
“Is this about Skye?”
A certain hue of color found Jemma’s cheeks as she placed her own mug down. She started sputtering like one of the cars Mack worked on. There were no full thoughts, only half-sentences laced in panic. Finally, she took a deep breath. “Don’t be ridiculous Bobbi. Me being up in the middle of the night has nothing to do with Skye.”
“We’ve all had trouble sleeping, lately. You more than others. She’s your best friend, Jem.”
Bobbi found herself reaching across the island. She took Jemma’s hand and squeezed. The woman’s touch was cold but eventually, she relaxed, running her thumb over Bobbi’s absently.
“I said some truly awful things.” She said in a sigh “about people… people like her needing to be eradicated. Exterminated.”
“You didn’t know she had been affected by the obelisk.”
“No, I did.” She swallowed hard and squeezed even harder “Statistically there was no way Skye could have escaped the city without being changed by it. She just- oh bloody hell, she looked so normal. Shaken up but normal. I wanted her so desperately to be.”
Normal wasn’t anything anymore, that’s the first thought that entered Bobbi’s head as she stared down at the lone marshmallow in the cup. It continued to soak with earthy browns until it sunk to the bottom of the mugs. She frowned.
She watched Jemma carefully; the way she was paler than usual, and how the skin around her nails leaked crimson brighter than the paper hung on the tree. This was sinking to the bottom of her cup faster than the sugar in her tea.
“I said awful things.” She repeated.
“You’re not afraid of her, or what she’s capable of."
"I could never fear her." Jemma sniffed, nodding as she took the sleeve on her free hand and ran it sloppily against the base of her nose. Bobbi lilted her head to the side and withdrew her touch to round the counter. Jemma stared up at her, confused and hurt.
But Bobbi let her fall into her chest, wrapping her arms around her center and pressing her cheek into the crook of her neck. Jemma felt warm, on this impossibly cold night. Neither of them said a thing.
Sorry this took so long honey!! Here some fluffy headcanons for Matt.
• There once was a day where Matt was coming home from a long trip and David just had to wind up in a hospital for a stupid stunt.
• You had blankets and a movie set up. Matt had literally just walked through the door when he got a text from David’s phone tellinby you guys to rush there.
• David ended up being a-okay and you never let him live down ruining you and Matt’s date night.
• To be more specific on what the date night was, you had a selection of movies laid out and you were going to have Matt choose. Popcorn was already heated in the microwave and you were preparing to pamper Matt with everything he needed as he had been away for so long.
• Typically he was all about pampering you. He enjoyed cuddling you and tending to your every whim, no matter how hard you protested.
• He’s basically immune to your whines and protests at this point.
• Even if you are around his height or taller than him. He’s almost always in control.
• He uses voices all the time to make you laugh. Especially, when you’re pouting because of his immunity to you.
• Besides cuddling and pampering, he loves to photograph you and make little short films with you as his muse.
• He’s very much protective over you, especially around David and his stunts, though you assure him that the squad isn’t that dangerous.
• He lets you do what you want but he’s almost always by your side. Not overbearing. He just likes to keep an eye (or a hand) on you.
• David always teases you about being a couple. You, nor Matt mind though, until David jokes about you with another person. Yeah, he only made a joke like that once.
• You never fully make out on camera but you do share a few pecks and smooches once and while. Everyone reacts with “aws.”
Hope these are okay. I’ll be sure to write more Matt when ideas or requests come to me. Thank you for requesting! Again, I’m sorry at how long this took.
It was any other party, MC and their friends were scattered around having a good time. The music was pounding in everyone’s ears. Drinks were spewed all over the party, and MC was pretty sure they heard some stoners talking about getting blazed.
MC wonders around the party to the snack table, they scan the table for different types of snacks, nothing really standing out. It was just your average party, it made MC wish it was a Brian party, at least his was catered with the best food around.
They bump into Michael by the snack table, he doesn’t say much talks to them about the tiger news with Maria, before he’s off into the party again, MC watches him disappear into the sea of people leaning against the wall behind the snack table. They crouch down to tie the laces of their shoe, before standing up coming face to face with Aiden, he’s standing a little close.
MC smiles at him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “I missed you-” MC is cut short by two guys fighting over something, they push Aiden into MC closing the space around them, their bodies pressed together. MC blushes and so does Aiden. But neither of them moves.
“This is quite the predicament.” Aiden forces a laugh, his breath on MC’s lips. MC nods with a chuckle, letting their arms wrap around Aiden’s neck, he rests his hands on their hips. “It seems as though you’re enjoying it.”
MC shrugs, with a soft eye roll. “You know,” Aiden starts, he sounds nervous, “I can’t help, but think how lucky I am to have met you. I mean sure I was at Brian’s part, but normally that’s not my scene.”
“Ezra convinced me to go, said it was good for new band recruit findings.” Aiden explains, “I would have preferred to stay home. But since I met you, I enjoy going to parties. These things were so frivolous to me before, why waste my time with intoxicated morons when I could stay home and work on my piano. I don’t know, ever since I’ve met you, everything that’s fun seems less silly and I finally understand the enjoyment people get out of it.”
“I know this conversation might seem…silly to you, but I feel as though, I can finally enjoy things deeper than what I used to, you’ve changed my whole perception on life and I’m just sincerely grateful for the ways you’ve helped me grow as a person. My parents never would have let me be who I am today if it weren’t for you guiding push to live my best life.”
Aiden softly kisses MC. “I love you.” he kisses MC again, falling into their touch as they kiss him back letting their head fall softly to the side to deepen their kiss, their hands holding him, man do I love this boy…
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to the anon that requested renjun or chenle texts (im picking chenle bc he is the actual love of my fkn life) im working on it 😭😭😭 im sorry if i have been a bit slow but its coming in the nexts 2 days (hopefully maybe before)