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*slides paper over* you should do like.. tord or tom hcs with a little sibling reader *runs off*

I suppose you mean this as tord/tom hc’s where the reader HAS a little sibling not IS their little sibling, but correct me if I’m wrong 🙏.

Eddsworld

Tom and Tord x reader who has a little sibling hc’s.

pairings: Tord x reader, Tom x reader.

synopsis: hc’s about Tord and Tom with the reader who has a little sibling.

warnings: slightly suggestive maybe.

Tom

Tom would be a little surprised at first, but with him being an only child he warmed up to your little sibling very quickly.

The first time Tom met your little sibling they gawked at him with big eyes. Tom, not quite knowing what to say, offered them a piece of candy and they instantly became best friends.

Tom often plays with them when he’s over, you even caught him mid tea party in a dress and a princess crown once.

One time he brought Susan over and tried teaching your little sibling how to play the guitar.

You never got to touch Susan.

Tom loved being like the parent he didn’t have for your little sibling and spoiled them rotten with attention and small gifts whenever he could.

Tom was even there after your little sibling grew up and had their first drink with them.

They had a lot of questions about his eyes, or lack thereof, Tom answered them all and afterwards they tried successfully throwing snacks in his eye holes.

He’d never admit it but he does love your little sibling like they’re his own.

Tord

When Tord first met your little sibling he was a little annoyed at you two not being alone around the house, if ykyk and your little sibling kept pronouncing his name wrong.

“Turd?” “It’s Tord.” “Toes?” “It’s Tord.” “Todd?” “ITS TORD.”

Don’t worry, he’s used to it now.

He often buys your little sibling presents and gifts when he comes over, and bribes them with the gifts to get them to stay our your room.

It takes him a while to warm up to your little sibling but when he does, he does.

One time Tord let your little sibling watch Return Of The Insane Zombie Pirates From Hell, and they had nightmares for weeks, so you made Tord sleep on the floor next to them to comfort them if they woke up from a nightmare.

After Tord started wearing red instead of black he gifted his old hoodie to your little sibling.

Your little sibling is also the first person to try and test Tord’s gadgets, sorta being his guinea pig.

They don’t mind.

They often get to keep some too, to your dismay as they often use the gadgets against you.

“Tord stop giving them these ridiculous gadgets.” “They’re not ridiculous! It’s art!” Meanwhile your little sibling is throwing inflatable couches in your face.

Tord never really got too close to your little sibling but when he went away it truly broke both his and their heart.

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FIC REQUESTS !!

hello! pls i wanna write but idk what or who to write about, i will write about almost anybody im pretty experienced in many fandoms. some examples would be:

anybody from prison break

sam golbach and colby brock

anybody from eddsworld

anybody from tokio hotel

anybody from Star Wars

anybody from Rick and Morty

just anybody basically if im familiar with the fandom and story sorta hihi.

please.

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Father’s Day

pairing: Colby Brock x younger!reader

synopsis: after a long day of visiting both your parents’ houses for Father’s Day, you decide there’s one more person left you need to show your appreciation to.

warnings: SMUT! Age gap (Colby is 28, whilst reader is 22) Daddy kink, porn with a semi-plot, Colby calls reader “good girl” edging, overstimulation and mention of pregnancy if you squint, use of handcuffs, unprotected sex (creampie), choking, sough rex.

“I’m exhausted!” Colby exclaimed as he opened the door to your shared appartement. He immediately tossed his keys to the side as he stepped inside the living room.

You two had just spent the whole day visiting both your parents for Father’s Day and all the socializing had you both worn out. You stretched as you took off your coat letting out a deep sigh. “Yeah it must’ve been especially tiring for you, huh?” You laughed, with the age gap you and Colby had you often made jokes about him being a grandpa.

Colby looked at you with a jokingly annoyed expression on his face, “I’m only six years older than you, you know, that’s not a lot.” You shrugged and replied, “I don’t know, you’re almost thirty, sounds pretty old to me.” Colby stuck out his tongue at you, you just rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You know I think I forgot someone for Father’s Day today.” You moved closer to him, putting your arms around his neck smiling up at him. “Who do you mean? We’ve been to both our fathers today, do you still wanna visit your grandpar-” You cut Colby off before he could finish his sentence, “No you idiot, I mean you.” Colby’s face looked puzzled but he seemed to be catching onto what you were implying. “I’m not a father though…” He put his hands on your arms that were still holding onto his neck. “Aren’t you?”

You let go of his neck and spun around to walk away, but Colby quickly caught you by your waist pulling you back to meet his face again. “Mind elaborating on that?” He asked you, a smirk on his lips and a hand on your cheek. “Hm, why don’t you find out what I mean by that.” You playfully replied lightly tracing his arm tattoo. Colby didn’t take even a second to think about it before he pulled you in for a kiss. His hands were roaming all around your body from your ass to your waist whilst your hands were all in his neck and hair.

His kisses slowly turned more rough and messy as he kept pulling you closer, he then broke the kiss and took your arm, leading you to your bedroom. As soon as you two entered he started to kiss you again slowly having you lean down on the bed. His hands trailed up from your hips to the hem of your shirt, his finger hooking underneath it. “Mind explaining what you meant now?” His face was only a few centimeters away from yours, giving you a good look at his gorgeous blue eyes that seemed to be full of lust and hunger. You hesitated before you spoke, “Well, you’re not a father but..” you went quiet, staring deep into Colby’s demanding eyes. “But, what?” His fingers were still toying with the hem of your shirt, and his knee was dangerously close to your now aching pussy. “But you are my daddy.” You quietly whispered, but that didn’t seem to be enough for Colby. “What did you say?” He mockingly asked, and you repeated yourself only louder his time and he seemed to be pleased.

“Thats a good girl.” The words hadn’t even left his mouth when he pulled your shirt up over your head, making quick work of your bra leaving your chest exposed to him, he took one of your nipples between his fingers as he continued kissing you. First your lips, then your jaw, your neck, leaving a few marks as he always does, and then along your collarbone to your other nipple. As he sucked and pinched both your nipples all you could let out were a few whines and mm’s, when he decided he was done he continued his kisses down along your stomach to where your jeans covered your skin.

Before he could take them off of you, you tugged at his shirt, hinting you did not want to be the only one undressed. Colby quickly caught on to what you wanted, took of his top and tossed it to the side. He then made quick work of taking your jeans off leaving you in just your panties, Colby did not even bother to take them off and just simply moved them to the side. He sat there for a moment, admiring your pussy before he planted a soft kiss on your clit, but just like with the other kisses this one turned rough and lustful quite soon. Colby was licking up and down your pussy, circling your clit, you looked down at where he was positioned between your legs and were once again met with those same hungry eyes. You were a moaning mess, which only motivated Colby to keep abusing your clit. After a moment you began to feel something building up inside of you and your moans and whimpers only became louder and needier. “..’m gonna cum..” you managed to say between moans but to your dismay your words made Colby abruptly stop his actions.

“You wanna cum?” He asked you. You frantically nodded, already missing the feeling of his tongue on your throbbing pussy. “Well beg for it.” You couldn’t believe what he was asking of you, but you were so desperate at this point, you complied. “Please..” you softly spoke. “Please what, hm?” He mocked you, a filthy smirk on his face and his nose and lips covered in your slick. “Please..I wanna cum..” you said, a little bit louder this time. “Please who?” You couldn’t take the feeling of him being so close yet so far away from your pussy anymore. “Please, please daddy make me cum, please!” You practically screamed it out and that seemed to be enough for Colby to continue. It didn’t take long before you came, drawling out his name, ecstasy washing all over your body from head to toe.

You thought Colby would give you a second to regather yourself before continuing, but before you even came down from your orgasm, Colby had already taken his pants and boxers off. He swiftly flipped you around so you were lying on your stomach. You heard the faint sound of a drawer opening and then a clinging sound, likely of metal. Before you could look back to see what Colby had grabbed the click of the apparent handcuffs he was holding caught your attention, your wrists now being bound behind your back. “Is this okay baby?” He asked you, you hummed in response. He lifted your ass up in the air and ran his tip up and down your pussy, teasing it before thrusting in. You never quite got used to the feeling of Colby’s cock inside of you, his length surprised you every time as his tip kissed your cervix every time he fully thrusted into you. The feeling was now even more intensified as you hadn’t fully recovered from your orgasm yet. Colby did not seem to care, quickly picking up his pace, one hand gripped the handcuffs and the other was holding into your hip.

Colby was relentless. He only fucked you deeper and harder every time he thrusted back into you. His mind was engulfed by your moans which only motivated him to keep going. The hand once holding your hip now slowly slid towards your neck, lightly gripping at the sides making you ever so slightly lightheaded, only intensifying the feeling of him pounding deep inside of you. “Does that feel good hm..?” He teased you, letting out a slight chuckle. “Mm… yeah..” you managed to choke out between moans and whimpers. “Yeah who?” His voice turned dark and his grip on your throat tightened. “Y-yes.. yes daddy..” that word, it seemed to activate something within Colby. It made him wanna ruin you, destroy you, make an absolute mess of you. His desire for you grew only stronger as he pounded deep inside of you, his thrusts would surely bruise your cervix and leave you impaired the next morning. Colby let out a few huffs and grunts which suggested that he was close to cumming, as were you.

Your orgasm came sooner than his however, your pussy and clit throbbing and your knees almost giving out due to the pure pleasure you were experiencing. This seemed to be enough for Colby to completely push him over the edge, he buried himself deep inside of you wrapping his arms around your waist slowly drawling out a “fuckkk..” in your ear as you felt yourself filling up with his cum. You stayed like that for a moment, him holding you and both of you recovering from your high. Colby pulled out of you and grabbed a towel that was once discarded on the floor to prevent his seed from spilling out all over your bed. He undid the handcuffs and turned you around to face him, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I guess you were right, I might become a father after all.”

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Drunk in Love

Tom Kaulitz x Reader

Summary: Tom gets too drunk, a lot of angst, alcohol, unrequited love, no mention of readers name.

You’d been friends with Bill, Tom, Georg and Gustav almost your whole life, you went to the same primary school, middle school and you supported and accompanied them on their musical journey ever since it started.

After spending so much time with them and especially with the twins it was almost bound to happen, you, falling for one of them, but to your horror the one you’d fallen in love with was Tom, the well known player, you knew he would never look at you like that, you were just his best friend nothing more.

Looking at it logically you didn’t even want to make a move on him or confess your love for him, he wasn’t the relationship type and one didn’t need an expert to come to this conclusion; there was a new girl accompanying him to his hotel almost every night, he was about the hoe life is what Bill would always say.

But despite knowing that he wouldn’t accept your advances or just use you for a one night stand you couldn’t help your feelings, he was just so nice to you, so caring, and you had oh so much in common, you hung out almost every single day and you swore that the tension in the air only grew thicker every time he caught your stare or your fingers ‘accidentally’ brushed against eachother.

But tonight you would put all of that out of your mind, no Tom no nothing just mindless drinking and dancing, Tokio Hotel was throwing a party at a club nearby the venue after their concert and you could not wait to just let loose, neither could the members of the band, being incredibly stressed by the pressure of the ongoing tour.

“Could you help me pick out an outfit for the party tonight?” Bill tapped your shoulder, you turned around and was met with Bill carrying maybe a million clothing hangers with different shirts and pants on them. You laughed as you watched him succumb to the weight of his massive wardrobe. “Yeah come on Bill I’ll help you out.” You grabbed the clothes from him and laid them out on the bed, after a while you’d finally managed to find a good combination. “What are you gonna wear?” Bill questioned as he put on a studded belt. “I don’t know, maybe just a cute top and some pants, I’ll see.” With the way Bills eyes shot up at yours, one would think that you just told him you murdered his whole family.

“What do you mean you’ll see!! This has to be a calculated decision, you can’t just jump into an outfit!” Bill frantically started running around grabbing all of your clothing out of the hotels closet, you tried calming him down telling him it would be fine but in the end you obviously had to try on a dozen different outfit combinations, as long as it made Bill happy you would comply, you knew how much he was into fashion.

You two ended up with a denim miniskirt in a dark blue sort of washed out color, for a top you were wearing a black, spaghetti strap babydoll-ish top with some lace on the neckline and the bottom, over that you wore a brownish leather jacket, some high black boots and Bill let you borrow some accessories such as a studded belt to match his and a cute necklace, in your ears you wore hoops and you decided to put your hair up in a simple but cute ponytail.

The concert was an absolute hit and the venue was sold out, there were even fans outside trying to listen in on the songs, but the best part of the night still had to come, the party, when you arrived at the club you saw a line that extended to the end of the horizon almost, the music inside was already blaring and the rows and rows of liquor had you feeling like a kid in a candy store, your only goal for the night? Get so drunk you wouldn’t remember it.

You’d lost yourself in the middle of the dance floor in-between the smell of sweaty people and the pungent odor of the booze, you didn’t even know what song you were dancing to but you couldn’t care either, you felt dizzy but in a good way, your face was hot and you felt a strangers hands guiding your hips as you danced, that was until your eyes landed on someone else on the dance floor, Tom, dancing with a girl, you shouldn’t care about that you’ve seen it a million times before, but for some reason, maybe the alcohol, maybe the loud music, you felt like a knife had hit your heart.

Your eyes started to water and you quietly excused yourself before running towards the clubs bathroom, you slammed open the door and locked yourself inside one of the stalls, you slowly slid down on the floor and that’s when the waterworks started, god why was this affecting you so much? And why now? You’d never cared about all of Toms girls before so why now? You sat there crying for at least an hour, or maybe it just felt like an hour, once you got the strength in your legs back you stood up, you passed the mirror on your way out of the bathroom and noticed your mascara had run down your cheeks and you looked a mess, but you were too tired to fix that now.

You stepped out the door but instead of being met with loud music and a crowd of people the club was almost empty, you were confused and started looking for any of your friends for an explanation, before giving up you were approached by Gustav who told you that there was an incident involving Tom and a little too much alcohol. “Could you please go to the hotel and keep an eye on him so me, Bill and Georg can clean this all up?” He practically begged you, although Tom was the last person you’d want to see right now you complied and made your way to the hotel, escorted by security.

The hotel room stank of booze and sweat and you almost didn’t notice Tom sleeping on the bed, you decided to take a seat next to the bed and kept an eye on him for however long the guys needed you to. There was a small stream of light coming from a gap in the curtains that perfectly lit up part of Toms face, and made him look even more pretty than you thought he already was, his perfect nose and gorgeous eyes. It hurt you just to look at it, after a while you heard some noise coming from him and you saw his eyes open, he groaned a little and tried to focus his eyes, they landed on you. “You’re here..” He whispered, his voice was raspy and his smile grew, “Come here..” He opened his arms and signaled for you to join him in the bed.

Why not? Nothing was gonna come from this anyways and he probably wouldn’t even remember it in the morning, he wrapped his arms around you and you two were face to face, you could smell the liquor on his breath, he placed his hand on your cheek. “Your eyes, they’re so pretty..” He stared at your eyes before letting his gaze travel all over your face. “My makeup is all messed up..” You remarked, Tom shrugged. “Your eyes are still beautiful, just like the rest of you.” Your heart started beating rapidly and you reminded yourself that he was drunk and he probably didn’t mean any of it, but aren’t drunk words sober thoughts? Toms eyes kept switching between your eyes and lips, you wondered how long you’d be lying here before Tom caught you off guard. “Can I kiss you?” The question seemed to be genuine, but he couldn’t be serious could he? “How much have you had, Tom?” He seemed to be lost in thought before telling you that he was sober enough to know what he wanted.

But was he? Was he truly? You weren’t, you knew that for sure, so.. why not enjoy the moment? “Okay, you can kiss me.” Tom grinned before bringing your face closer to his, your lips met and your heart was about to break through your chest, Toms lips tasted a little like liquor and a little like strawberry, but you were too focused on the rhythmic movements of your lips to care about that, it didn’t take too long before his tongue entered your mouth, you matched his motions and you felt his hand move from your cheek to your waist, pulling you in closer, it was like he couldn’t get enough of you, after a while he pulled back, he stared you in your eyes and smiled, you did the same.

“I love you Tom.” You said it, you told him the truth, you told him you loved him, you were anticipating his reaction..

“Who are you again?”

oh.

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Rockstar Rivals

Rodrick Heffley x Reader

summary: Rodrick finally managed to book a gig, but upon arriving he finds out it's been double booked, and then he meets the girl he has to share the stage with. Just some fluff with some enemies to lovers undertones.

NOT PROOFREAD!

Rodrick was pacing around in one of the rooms at the party he was going to be playing at with his band. ''Fuck fuck fuck!'' He exclaimed, mumbling and cursing to himself as he walked back and forth in the room his drumsticks tapping against his legs. ''How could this idot double book a gig at his own party!'' He flung his drumstick towards Bill who just managed to avoid it from hitting his eye. ''Dude, calm down okay go get a drink from the bar out front or something it will be fine!'' Bill tried calming Rodrick down to avoid any more possible accidents. ''Fine! It won't be fine, Bill! We can't even play our whole setlist now!'' Rodrick exclaimed grabbing the paper containing all the songs they wished to play from the couch and shoving it in Bill's face. ''Just pick your favorites okay, be happy we even get to play, you're not exactly the best at getting us gigs so please just calm down.'' Bill tried to reason with Rodrick who gave him a huff before he spoke, ''fine.. I'll go get a drink.'' Rodrick walked out of the room and slammed the door out of anger, he knew that Bill was right, this has been the first gig in a while since Heather's birthday, the thought of his embarassment at the party making a wave of cringe surge through his body, his crush on Heather was now looong gone.

He came to a halt at the bar that they brought in for the party, he took a seat next to a girl he hadn't seen before, she was playing with the straw in her drink, moving around the ice. ''You want anything?'' The guy behind the bar asked Rodrick who told him he just wanted a coke, the guy giving it to him not even a second later. He popped open the bottle and took a sip before his eyes wandered back to the girl who still hadn't taken a sip of her drink, he studied her features trying to place if he had seen her before. ''Hello?'' Rodrick hadn't realized the girl had caught him staring at her, she had a puzzled look on her face waiting for him to reply. ''U-Uhm hey!'' Rodrick greeted the girl his face flushing red with embarrassment, the girl looked him up and down with furrowed brows, ''why were you uhm, staring at me?'' She questioned him with a semi-arrogant tone, a little creeped out. ''Oh yeah sorry, I was just trying to place you, I don't think I've seen you around here before.'' He clarified, the girls demeanor lit up and she now had a smile on her face. ''Oh that makes sense! No I'm actually not from around here, but I'm close with the host!'' She stuck out a hand for Rodrick to shake which he did. ''My name is [name] by the way.'' She added, Rodrick then told her his and they kept talking for a while figuring out they were actually into the same music and liked the same bands. ''So what are you doing here then? You don't seem like the party type.'' Rodrick questioned her, completely forgetting about the whole 'having to share the gig' situation. ''Oh I'm playing with my band tonight!'' Rodricks smile dropped from his face, anger boiling up inside of him. ''Sorry, what?'' He asked, hoping and praying that he didn't just hear what he thought he did. ''Yeah me and my band are playing tonight, we have to cut it short though, some other bozo is playing too.'' She rolled her eyes talking about the 'bozo' not knowing he was sitting right next to her. ''I'M that bozo! and YOU are sharing the stage with ME!'' He jumped up from his seat going off at the girl who gave him a disinterested stare. ''Sure, bozo, you can stay delusional whilst me and my band rock this party.'' She got off from her seat and blew Rodrick a kiss and gave him a middlefinger before walking off to the stage at the other side of the room. Rodricks face was red with anger, but he didn't mind the kiss she blew him, wait no! She's now his rival, she's not some.. super hot chick who has the same interests as him and is practically perfect in his eyes, she fucked up his show! He could never like her.

A few minutes later the sound of a guitar was heard from the other side of the room catching Rodrick's attention, he walked over to the stage standing next to his bandmates who had come out of the prep room too, along with a guitarist, bassist and a drummer, the girl he had just been talking to stood in the middle of the stage with a microphone in her hands, Rodrick stood in the crowd with crossed arms and an irritated expression, when his friends asked what was up he dismissed them saying he didn't want to talk about it. After plugging some stuff in and getting all of the instruments ready, [name] began to speak into the microphone, her voice blaring through the speakers and ringing in Rodrick's ears. She made a, according to Rodrick, shitty announcement before signaling to the other members to start playing. The speakers almost seemed to explode due to the heavy rock music that the band was playing, Rodrick just stood in the crowd and rolled his eyes at the music swearing it 'wasn't all that' but that was before the girl in the middle of the stage began to sing, she stared him in the eyes and gave him a smirk before she started to sing, and even Rodrick in this situation couldn't deny that her voice was heavenly, she hit all the notes she needed to with almost no effort and Rodrick was almost mesmerized hearing all the words roll off her tongue, as sweet as honey. Noticing Rodricks shock [name] laughed to herself, happy that she caught him so off guard and being almost a hundred percent sure they were the best band of the night.

After a while it was Löded Diper's turn to play, and [name] was almost equally as shocked as Rodrick was at the bands talent, of course she laughed at the bands name because, I mean, it was slightly ridiculous but she could appreciate the raw talent they definitely possesed. At the end of their show Rodrick screamed out something about rock and diapers before he got off stage heading right for [name]. ''So, still think that your band is better than mine?'' Rodrick said, getting right into the girls face with a smirk. ''Yeah I do actually, but you aren't bad Rodrick.'' She reluctantly complemented him, fake gagging as she said it, they both laughed and Rodrick told her her band wasn't too bad either. ''You're a great singer, I like your voice, a lot actually.'' He whispered the last part, secretly not wanting her to hear it, but the girl smiled and she could feel heat rise to her cheeks, ''Thank you.. you're a great drummer! I wouldn't mind playing together with you sometime..'' She brushed her hand against Rodrick who quickly picked up on her flirtatious tone. ''Well I think i can make that happen, but I would need your number for that.'' Rodrick internally applauded himself at this sudden boost of confidence, but it was just so easy with her, she wasn't fake like Heather, she was pretty, down to earth truly pretty inside and out,cshe liked his favorite bands, she was nice, funny, cute and her attitude did something to him. Rodrick was snapped out of his thoughts by the girl handing him a note, he took at and saw the numbers she scribbled onto it, when he looked back up the girl was gone but at the bottom of the paper it read:

'Call me x'

Rodrick never drove his van faster than he did that night.