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[itsmealaiah]

Can you do 2005 Tokio hotel x reader who decided to wear Pheromone perfume to the tour❤😍

It's ok if you don't do it!!!

😍 love it

reader with pheromone perfume x tokio hotel

can be seen as amab or afab!

tags/ warnings: pheromones, sex, mirror sex, the band going crazy

do not repost, translate, copy, or claim as your own. use is only for this blog

Tom:

it defo works on him when you hug him after the show. he'll go absolutely insane.

fucking you hard in the dressing room up against the wall or on the dresser, making you face the mirror so you can see yourself. He will be pounding into you, holding your nipples so tight there's for sure marks the next day

doesn't care if you need to stop, he will go for rounds and i mean rounds, and hours full of heated sex.

inhaling the (perfume/ cologne) scent, fucking you mercilessly, has you in a chokehold.

Bill:

He'll be panicking so hard when you give him a kiss and he gets a whiff of the scent.

begging for more when you both are in the hotel room and out of the public eye, clutching you, pleading for you to fuck him so he can smell more of it.

you might spray some more on as you strip from your clothes, teasing him so badly his erection is as hard as a rock.

you'd be sucking his nipples, toying with his dick as he inhales every sniff he can.

Georg:

doesn't waste a second. man's is dragging yo' horny ass back to the dressing or hotel room, ready to lay it into you as hard as his body will let him.

overstimulation would definitely be going on, your punishment for making him get this way.

he wouldn't let you get away with this, that's for damn sure. he is rocking your body with how he thrusts, savoring the feeling of your lips wrapped around the head of his cock.

will purposely make you gag by snapping his hips into your face, forcing you to take him whole.

gustav:

poor gustav bro, he's just excited to see you and when he sniffs you accidentally, he's freaking out.

won't even fuck you, too shocked to comprehend why you would do that to him.

you'd end up comforting him, showering to get the scent off, washing every part of your body to make sure there's no more.

kisses, cuddling, and spooning would defo be the remainder of the night.

a/n: please make more jake reqs yall, he's so cute and i'd love to write about him more often.

[mysticficti0n]

Hi B can you do something about if the TH boys were to walk-in while she was showering?? I feel it would be really funny

thank you ♥︎

BAHAHAHAHAHAH OMG YESSS

∞༺♥༻✧✧༺♥༻∞　　∞༺♥༻✧✧༺♥༻∞　

Shower intrusion

warnings- swearing and thats about it

words- 990

Tom

Tom was sat round in the living room watching some stupid film on tv until the idea of going for a nice relaxing shower came to his mind, he knew Y/n was up stairs, he could hear her fucking music rattling off the walls so its perfect timing to go in and clean off whatever was on him from the day. He climbed up the stairs and saw his roommates door wide open with the speaker on 100 volume, he shook his head as he grabbed a towel from his dresser and walked to go to the bathroom, his hand twisted the door knob and he walked in and hot steamy air hit his face "TOM GET OUT!" a high pitched yell echoed on the tiled walls "FUCKING HELL Y/N!" he shouted back standing stunned as Y/n reached for the shower curtain to wrap around her body "well don't just fucking stare!" the girl growled seeing Tom's eyes widen with realisation to what he'd done- we all know where his little eyes drifted... "shit I'm sorry I thought you were in your room!" he argued looking to the ceiling trying to not think of her naked in front of him "I'll go now erm... enjoy?" Tom had never moved quicker in his life to leave the bathroom. Why was he such an idiot? Tom found himself sat back down on the sofa flicking through channels before a wet-haired Y/n came and stood before him- fully dressed in her Pj's may I add- he gave her a shy smile as she crossed her arms staring down at the slouched position he was in "bathrooms free now perv"

Bill

"I need to go take this bloody make-up off!" Bill groaned wiping his black eyes and seeing a huge dark smudge draw itself along his hand "ugh!" leaving the group down stairs he went to his room searching for the make-up wipes "come on where are they?" he pulled open every draw he owned swiping his hands over every surface he could reach but nothing Then he thought to check Y/n's room, she always had wipes stocked somewhere, he knocked the door and had no response, Bill opened the door slightly and saw a darkness filled room but a light shone from her bathroom, with a happy sigh he trudged in walking straight to the bathroom not noticing the sound of the taps being twisted off "Y/n I need some- OH FUCK I'M SORRY!" right in front of his eyes was a unsuspecting Y/n hurriedly wrapping her towel around her "why didn't you say something when you were walking in!" she laughed seeing the singer cover his eyes and spin back round "fucking idiot, you can turn around now" slowly Bill turned back to the girl seeing her fully covered with a clip holding her hair back "erm.. I need make-up wipes if you have any" his voice was quieter than before making Y/n chuckle and point to next to her sink "thanks and sorry... I don't know why I didn't thing you'd be in the shower" the boy quickly grabbed the wipes and ran back down stairs to fill in his bandmates about his encounter before wiping off his make-up

Georg

Georg was sweating like shit on a hot day after being outside helping set up the barbecue with Tom who couldn't seem to understand how to screw legs onto the main barbecue drum which oddly enough ended with a shoe mark stamped into it, with heavy steps he came up the stairs taking his shirt off and already unbuckling his belt his free hand pushing the bathroom door open as soon as the smell of vanilla and lavender filled his nose he regretted everything he did "shit sorry sorry!" he chanted walking back out closing his eyes making him close to smacking his head off the door "Jesus Georg you gave me a heart attack!" the girl called with a laugh, while the bassist stood with a thought fighting his way to the front of his mind, he opened the door slightly again and the scent of his shampoo washed over him "are you using my fucking almond shampoo?!" he yelled getting a suspicious 'no' from the girl "fucking hell Y/n out of everyone in this bloody house I didn't think you'd be nicking my shampoo! I wondered why it ran out so fast!" "look it makes your hair so shiny and smooth I was getting jealous!" Georg couldn't stop a laugh from leaving his lips "I'll buy you your own next time but don't use any more!" he warned walking to his own room to write a reminder 'get the shampoo stealer her own shampoo'

Gustav

"god my shoulders hurt so bad" the drummer grumbled rubbing the sore spot on his right side "ah- I need a shower, hot water helps" he spoke to the group sat with him as he turned to leave the room he thought he remembered Y/n saying she was going for a shower but surely she'd be out now? He made his way to the bathroom and pushed the door open and herd the small voice of Y/n singing a tune then "GUSTAV LEAVE!" the boy was brought back as he attempted to run out the room but it turned out to be more of a stumble as he smacked into the wall outside "SORRY Y/N!" he yelled slamming the door shut while slapping himself in the face trying to forget the image on Y/n with suds falling down her body, how long was he looking? "why does nobody in this goddamn house knock doors before they enter?" the girl shouted with a grunt making him laugh and her angriness, he'd make it up to her- maybe buying a door lock? "Gustav I know you're still outside" he snickered walking back down stairs with a red tint across his face "oopsie" he giggled

[str4wb3rr1e]

Laundry Mat

tokio hotel x reader

the sound of the led lights buzzing over took the yellow lit room, the white walls that have faded into a dark grey color over time screaming for restoration, the white tiles on the ground having permanent shoe marks tattooed on them.

you sat there quietly, back leaned against the old washing machine, loudly tumbling your laundry.

your mascara was smudged, lipstick everywhere but your lips, eyeshadow staining your under eyes and was probably going to stay that way for at least a day.

the metal door creaked open, ‘who would do their laundry so late at night?’ you thought but yet, here you were, doing your laundry at the 24/7 open mat at 2 in the morning.

lucky for you it was your next door neighbor, at least he wasn’t a stranger. “hey…” he whispered, his voice echoed on the quiet room, “hey.” you whispered back with a soft smile.

you watched as he placed his laundry in an empty machine and threw some cents from his pockets before sliding down and sitting down in front of you.

“you alright?” he asked pulling out a cigarette from his pocket. “I don’t know… do I look alright?” you asked wiping some of the lipstick off your cheeks.

“don’t know,” he shrugged “I don’t know what ‘alright’ looks like”. he slid the cigarette pack on the floor tiles, the pack flying over towards you and hitting the bottom of your shoes. “I quit.” you mumbled sliding the pack back.

“good for you.” he chuckled trying to light his cigarette with a cheap lighter, “shoot, you have a lighter I can borrow?”.

you reached for your pocket and slid the lighter across the room, “thought you said you quit?” he smiled, “I did, yesterday.” you smiled.

“what’s up with you?” you asked as he slid the lighter back to you, “returned home late from tour.” he replied taking a long drag. you chuckled “oh yeah, forgot you’re famous.” with air quotes on ‘famous’.

“okay, just because your music taste sucks doesn’t mean we’re shit.” he chuckled throwing a lost sock towards you way, “ew!” you squealed as the sock hit the sleeve of your jacket.

you fixed your hair as your laughs faded into the room, “I’ve never heard your music anyway…” you teased, “oh yeah?” he pulled out an mp3 player from his pocket.

“you want to?” he asked plugging headphones in, “yeah, sure.” you nodded as he reached over to hand you the small device. you picked it up from his hand and put on the headphones in.

to be honest, they were good, really good. “mmm, not really my style.” you muttered, that was a lie and you knew damn well you would go home and blast the same music your called shit the whole night.

“well, everyones style is different.” he shrugged as you handed the mp3 player back. you felt bad about lying and decided to fix it by saying “but you are good, really good…”.

“yeah,” he snickered, “thanks.”

“no problem.” you chirped. the timer of the machine behind you went off, covering the entire room with a simple yet loud tune.

“my uh… my stuff is done.” you mumbled with a small smile as you stood up to gather your fresh laundry.

“hey uh,” he called behind you, “how about we go for coffee this weekend?”. you stuffed your laundry in your backpack and turned around to face him. “coffee?” you sneered, “I mean, it could be something else too, dinner maybe?” he added shoving his hands deep in his jeans front pockets.

“sure,” you replied, “dinner sounds nice.”

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a/n: writing isn’t enough I need to make a short film 😭 this can be imagined as any one of the members 💜 💜

I forgot to mention that this isn’t from the winter series, that series is going to be longer and placed in high school (older grades tho dw)

[starrykirsche]

Truth or Dare

jealous!Georg Listing fluff fic ★

summary: you’re playing truth or dare with the rest of Tokio Hotel at Georg’s house, and something goes awry!

content warnings: kissing Tom (jk, ily Tom {but obviously Georg has to be jealous of something})

Bill clears his throat, “Okay, okay, truth or dare?”

You hum nervously as the rest of the band look at you with anticipation. “…Dare.” You finally answer. Gustav snickers and a cheeky smile creeps up Bill’s face.

“I dare you to… kiss Tom.” He says, giggling. You roll your eyes and look to Tom, who shrugs. Leaning forward, Georg glares at the two of you. Jealousy and envy bubbling up as he watches silently. Your lips meet Tom’s, and you have to admit, he’s a good kisser. It’s clear to you why he is able to make so many girls fawn over him after just one peck. Pulling away slowly, you chuckle too.

“Damn, Tom, I can see why you’re such the romancer.” You comment sarcastically. Tom playfully elbows his twin brother for even giving you a dare like that.

“Alright, alright, it’s your turn to dare someone,” Bill says to you. You nod.

“Okay, Georg, Truth or—“ You cut yourself off when you look over to where Georg was sitting, only to see he wasn’t there at all. “Georg?”

“He left.” Gustav says softly. “Huh… weird.” You mumble. Bill chuckles, “Very.”

“Just dare some one else.” Tom says. You agree reluctantly and ask Gustav instead.

“Gustav, truth or dare?” You ask.

“Truth.” He says.

Tom groans, “You can’t pick truth every time.”

“Yes I can.” Gustav hisses back. The two begin to bicker, but you don’t pay much mind to it. Now, Georg is at the forefront of your mind. Why’d he leave? In the beginning of the game, he was a bit skeptical, but you thought he’d begun to get into the rhythm of it, the fun of it.

Bill cuts off his twin and his bandmate’s childish arguing and insists that you just ask Gustav his truth.

“Okay… Is it true that you’re a virgin?” You ask. Gustav goes beet red and clenches his fists.

“I hate this game.” He says sheepishly. Gustav groans as he moves to leave, but not before he playfully pushes Tom’s arm and calls him a Schweinehund. Now it’s just you and the Kaulitz twins.

“Well then, I guess that’s that for truth or dare.” Bill sighs. The three of you part ways and you decide to find Georg.

Lo and behold, he was in his room with his bass tucked to his abdomen. He’s looking down at his bass guitar with a deep concentration, plucking one of the strings at times. You lean against the wall and softly knock on it. He flicks his head up to you and his expression hardens a bit.

“What’s up..?” You ask. He rolls his neck and continues to play his bass guitar silently. You walk forward slowly and sit on his bed beside him.

“Is Tom a good kisser?” He finally asks, not averting his gaze from his guitar still.

You hesitate to answer. What was he getting at? “He was… okay.” You say, deciding that was your safest answer.

He nods and after a moment, sets his guitar to his other side. His head hangs low and he sighs. “You like him?” He asks, now just barely looking at you. You shake your head and he furrows his brows. “Really?” He questions skeptically. You now nod. With a soft sigh you place your hand on top of his. Georg looks up at you with a softer, more confused expression. You give his hand a gentle squeeze and a he smiles softly.

“I.. have my eyes on.. a different band member..” You mutter with a smile. He chuckles in disbelief. You lean in slowly, pressing your lips to his and kissing him. His free hand comes up to gently cup your cheek. Running your fingers through his hair, he lets out a small groan. You pull away with a smile. His cheeks are flushed and he’s looking at you like you’re the heavens and the earth.

“I’m sorry for ruining the game…” He says with wide eyes.

“No, no, no,” You coo, “It would’ve been over within a few rounds anyway.” Rolling your eyes he chuckles.

He sheepishly asks, “So.. does this mean we’re…?”

“Dating?” You ask.

Georg nods, “Yes.”

“We are.” You answer surely as you lean in to kiss him again.

In the doorway to your back, the rest of the band silently cheer. Tom turns to his twin brother. “You did good.” He whispers.

“I knew it’d work.” Bill whispers back. They silently give each other a small fist-bump.

Gustav shakes his head, “I wouldn’t have agreed to this if I knew I’d get asked that kinda question.” He grumbles.

Tom and Bill silently chuckle as Bill silently ushers Gustav away from the door way. “Oh hush, virgin.” Tom says with a roll of his eyes.

deine, kirsche. ✮

[jackkilmerlvr]

the big tokio hotel t-shirt made a ghost like shape on your body when you reached your hand up to put a ponytail holder into his hair. he couldn’t really tell anything apart from your face though.

at this point, all your makeup was long washed away, but he admired your beauty anyway as his eyes all but sparkled up at you while you talked about your work.

he couldn’t help but let his arms pull you into him, lips connecting for a quick peck before his arms completely forced your bodies together.

the t-shirt wrinkled under his hold, his face resting on top of your boobs while his eyes closed in content.

once he smashed your ponytail design you gave up, pulling the ponytail holder out before running your fingers through his hair.

looking up through half sleepy eyes, he pushed some falling hairs behind your ear before kissing you gently.

a/n: i broke my computer a little, uploads might slow down. but just imagine your favorite tokio hotel member with this one :)

(maybe older tom and gustav with a wig though.)

[tokioangelic]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Relax Georg Listing x Fem Reader

(Reposted from my wattpad. Georg comes home exhausted and frustrated from a bad rehearsal, seeking your touch and your comfort to relax)

Georg slammed the door of the house shut behind him, alerting you to his arrival as you got up off the Sofa, going over to him to check if he was okay. He usually never slammed anything unless he was in a bad mood. You poked your head into the hallway, spotting your boyfriend stood against the wall with his face in his hands, looking completely out of it. He had been at rehearsal all day today, and you assumed that he was probably exhausted after spending so many hours working. However, he didn't seem to look satisfied with all the time spent and the hard work, he seemed frustrated, as if something had gone wrong. 

"Georg?" You said softly, hesitant to speak to him as he looked so exhausted. He glanced over at you, his expression softening. It didn't matter whether he was angry, Sad, Tired- whenever he looked at you, his eyes glowed with pure love, as if he fell for you all over again whenever he laid his eyes on you. His lips stretched into a small, tired smile. You walked over to him, placing your hand on his broad shoulder as you gave it a comforting squeeze. He felt and looked tense, and just genuinely exhausted. "What happened at Rehearsal?" You asked, scanning his face worriedly as he sighed in frustration. 

"It was going terribly, there had to be something wrong with everything! There were so many technical issues, We couldn't get Bill's Mic to work for like forty five minutes, Tom dropped his Guitar Twice and I kept on messing up the chords!" Georg explained, rubbing his temple as his head fell back against the wall, his eyes tired and his body tense from all the stress and exhaustion. "God I need a break" He muttered, walking down the hall. You followed him into the living room, watching from the doorway as he plopped down onto the sofa, slumping against the cushions. He looked exhausted and miserable. You bit your lip, thinking of what you could do to help him. He glanced over at you, trying his best to muster a smile at you as he outstretched his arms towards you. "I missed you so much Baby" He said softly. All he needed right now was some time to relax, and to spend some time with you. You always made him feel better, even with the most simple gestures like a smile or your touch. 

You returned his smile, walking over to the Sofa and practically collapsing into his arms he hugged you close, nuzzling your hair as he inhaled the comforting smell of your shampoo, his hands slowly running up and down your back. You felt his body relaxing beneath you as he cuddled you close. "I love you" he murmured, pressing a kiss to your head. You smiled, your head cradled against his toned chest as you listened to the steady beat of his heart. "I love you" You whispered back. 

You lifted your head off of his chest, Georg's hand gently cupping your face as he leaned closer, softly kissing your lips. You combed your fingers through his hair, something that always helped him to relax. He smiled at you, now looking much less miserable. "Can I lay on you?" He asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. He often lay on you at night to fall asleep, his head resting on your chest as he hugged your body, your fingers combing through his hair and massaging his scalp. You nodded, shifting positions so that you were laying comfortably on the sofa, a cushion supporting your head. Georg made himself comfortable on you, his arms sliding under your body as he hugged you, his head resting on your chest as he listened to your calming heartbeat, watching the Movie you had put on the TV. 

"Relax" You whispered, running your fingers through his silky hair. After a couple minutes, you heard your boyfriend's soft snores, his back rising and falling as he slept peacefully on top of you, content and relaxed.  

[dreaaspeaks]

How Tokio Hotel members would be in Hogwarts

idk why no one has thought of this but thanks to my irl, this idea has been rotting away at my brain (these ain't my gifs ya'll)

Bill Kaulitz

I know some people might disagree but Bill is a Slytherin, HEAR ME OUT

he is ambitious, cunning and highly persuasive

He is definitely one of those students that no one really knows why at face value why he got into his house

People presume, if he isn't in uniform, that he is a Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw

He takes his passions and ambitions very seriously and is willing to overwork both himself and sometimes unintentionally, the people around him to reach his goals

I feel like he hates potions and transfiguration but loves more easy going subjects like Care for Magical Creatures and Divination

He probably likes the idea of Defence Against the Dark Arts but hates the amount of essays required

Bill took Astronomy because it looked and sounded cool but after he saw the graph paper on his table during the first lesson, he has been trying to drop it ever since

No one believes that him and Tom are related let alone twins, people just thought that their last names were a coincidence

Very personable so I think he would be quite popular amongst students but his dislike for too much authority doesn't make him too popular amongst professors teaching subjects he doesn't like

Professors teaching subjects he is passionate about however, LOVE HIM

always doing random extra studies just because he wanted to and for extra credit

The type to not study and fail for subjects he hates

But will still pass even if he didn't study when it comes to subjects he likes

Likes to watch Quidditch matches to support his friends but will rather die than get on a broom

Barely passed Flying in first year

Is that one friends that knows everything about everyone in Slytherin and surprisingly, Hufflepuff (why? even he's not sure)

Has gotten so many detentions because of going against dress code

He bedazzled his robe and tie with fabric pens, bleach and rhinestones and never changed them back no matter how many warnings he got

He got asked to the yule ball by a Beaubatoux boy and istg Bill laughed at first thinking it was a joke

When he realised the guy was fr he said he would think about it and get back to him

He literally put off thinking about it until Tom and Georg sat him down to talk about it so he could finally make a decision

Bill said yes to the date literally three days before the ball but mumbled it so fast and left so fast that Gustav had to repeat what Bill said to the boy

Tom Kaulitz

Tom would be a Gryffindor.

Do I need to elaborate?

okay I probably should

He is less outwardly warm compared to Bill but he is more reliable

Tom is a loyal mf especially when it comes to his friends

However, he is in Gryffindor because he is very much willing to take a leap of faith

He is impulsive when it comes to a lot of things especially when it comes to school life

Went to Quidditch tryouts during second year as a dare from Georg and Bill with neither expecting him to do well

Bitch came out of tryouts with a Quidditch uniform and an inflated ego

Plays chaser for Quidditch team, pretty good player and uses Quidditch practice as an excuse to put off every other subject

"Why isn't the essay finished? It was due three days ago"

"Quidditch practice..."

that convo happened on the last week of school and he fully thought the Professor would buy it

To say he sucks at Potions is an understatement

When he found out he could drop potions in 6th year he ran a lap around the Gryffindor common room

He goes to every house party and gets absolutely smashed

SO.MANY.RUMORS

He is surrounded by rumors, literally unless they are in his inner circle, no one really knows what is true or fake when it comes to Tom

People think he is some mean asshole that pushes people away from Bill but in reality he is just protective when it comes to who Bill mixes with since Bill is in Slytherin

Plays the student population's need to drama well so he is a traditionally popular type of guy

At some point he ends up ACTUALLY liking a girl and everyone doesn't recognise him, like he is stumbling over himself and begging to do projects for just a slight chance to do the project with her

Starts to show off more during Quidditch games like tries to do tricks

almost falls off his broom but he will deny it and swear to Merlin that he meant to slip off the broom

Georg Listing

he is a Ravenclaw you cannot change my mind

He isn't like the nerdy super studious type of Ravenclaw (but really is any Raven though?)

He is the seven cups of coffee in the morning, two hours of sleep a night and getting constantly distracted by small side topics when studying type of Ravenclaw

off topic but I think he would be a muggle born who just adjusted really quickly to wizard life??

He would be into Defence Against the Dark Arts and charms like the hands on subjects mixed with essays

He HATES herbology, he could never keep the plants alive no matter how hard he tried

No one thinks he studies like everyone writes him off as the guy who didn't study because he doesn't do homework but he does really well in tests

Horrible credit

Great grades

Georg doesn't really speak up in class unless necessary and I see him falling asleep during Astronomy class

Like when his voice dropped after puberty people didn't even realise it was him talking because he talked so little in class

OUTSIDE OF CLASS HOWEVER

he parties just as much as Tom but stays more sober just incase they come across Professors

Georg plays Beater for Ravenclaw after he was asked to go to tryouts

When Tom and Georg are on the field together it is a bloodbath, Georg targets Tom and only Tom

One of those lowkey popular students, think Cedric Diggory

always helping the guys study and convincing them to at least study a bit

He isn't a sought after guy as a tutor but will accept to help anyone if asked

Kinda scary looking and isn't as open as Bill nor as big a party animal as Tom so he isn't approached very often by younger students tbh kinda feared for no reason, Gustav makes fun of him about it a lot

When it comes to dating at Hogs he is very straightforward, think how Fred asked Angelina

Romantic enough for it to be endearing but not too much for it to be creepy to a random cute girl yk?

Is definitely a Quidditch player boyfriend if you get where I'm going like will make the girl wear his jersey at his game and would magically become a better player after getting into a r/s

Gustav Schafer

I know people will argue that he is a Hufflepuff but like bffr have you actually seen how he acts on Tokio Hotel TV??

Gustav would be a Gryffindor

He would be a Gryffindor in like a Dean Thomas kinda way

If Tom was Cormac, Gustav would be Dean

Becomes besties with the House Elves during first year because he got lost on the way to potions

Never went to Bill's dorm because he is scared shitless of the Black Lake and that damn squid

the muggle born that never got used to magic

Like he would be sorting out his trunk or cleaning his house and halfway through he remembers he went to fucking magic school for 7 years

BIG Quidditch fan

Paints his face and has merch like the whole nine yards

If Tom misses ONE shot during a game, he would not hear the end of it from Gustav for like a month

Refuses to use a quill

Will straight up in front of a Professor use a pen

He would not get an owl, Georg talks so much shit about it because they can't write to each other the 'aesthetic' way

Gustav just gives people his email/number

Naturally with that he isn't the best in DADA or Transfigurations but he would be good in Herbology and Arithmancy

Throws Tom under the bus SO OFTEN

That's why everyone thinks he is so sweet and innocent, he would push Tom into the way of a Professor on the way back to the common room from a party

Sends Howlers to his friends as pranks

He doesn't know he's popular but he is popular and gets so many confessions every day but just shrugs them off

Like the confession letter could be from the hottest girl in their year and he would go

"Awe that's sweet"

AND MOVE ON

He is a sweetheart so he will ask a close friend to the Ball if he isn't interested in anyone

Even if he isn't interested in a romantic way he will still make it very cute and sweet to make his date feel special

If he is asking a girl on a actual date he would bring her to HoneyDukes and insist to pay for all her sweets

That's his big move, the HoneyDukes date (It's his thing)

(anyways so this is the first post of miiiine kinda long ngl)

[ang3lik]

need to hear dirty talk from a german boy… *cough cough* tom kaulitz or georg listing *cough cough*

[jlepixie]

PLEASEEEE DO A GEORG NSFW ALPHABET!!!

╰ ୨ Georg nsfw alphabet ୧ ╯

༶⋆˙⊹｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ ✩ ˛˚.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like Georg would always help you clean yourself up with a warm towel and in the same time whisper sweet things to you. He would definitely love to just cuddle with you after, pulling you close to him and rubbing the back of your head while playing a little with it. I also think that he would like to be the little spoon and place his head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat while he falls asleep, and that moment would be perfect for you to play with his hair.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and their partners)

I don't feel that he would have a favourite body part, but probably he is very proud of his hair, he likes getting compliments on it because he knows how much time he spends making it shine like that. When it comes to you, Georg loves everything about you, honestly you are flawless in his eyes. But like any other man, he would have a preference, most probably your butt and hips. Georg can't resits himself from squeezing them when you are riding him or just when you sit down he loves grabbing into your thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

he definitely cums a lot and loves covering your body with it. He will cum pretty much anywhere, wherever he can reach, but I believe he loves covering your butt with it and then give you a 'soft' slap.

D = Dirty secret (self explanatory, a secret of theirs)

I believe Georg has a slight corruption kink. He likes the thought of having a pure and innocent lover that he could teach them to be only how he wants. Georg would love to control every action you make.

E = Experience (how experienced are they)

He is kinda experienced, but not as much as the twins. Georg knows how to correctly please you, but he knows only one way so probably if it doesn't make you 100% pleased you would tell him what to do and not, and he would be patient and learn your way.

F = Favorite position

He's simple. He likes missionary, but he is totally open to experience other positions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious or goofy at the moment?)

Although normally he tends to be a little goofy, he never would be like that in bed. sex is a serious thing to him and will be very concentrated on making both of you feel good during the moment. so no goofing around from his side.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they)

I feel like Georg likes to keep his pubes shortly and neatly trimmed, but never shaves fully. He grooms himself once per month or two.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

Georg is an intimate guy, he loves being sensual during the moment, he's all about making you feel comfortable and loved. He is totally savouring every moment he spends with you. Even when he's being rough he always remembers to shower you with compliments.

J = Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

I think he might use masturbation as a way to calm himself down and to relieve himself from stress. He probably masturbates quite often. And of course, his material on doing it are the pictures you sent to him, probably he is the type of guy to ask for them.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I stand by the fact that Georg has a praise kink. He loves praising you in every situation. He also may have a size kink and cockwarming kink. He absolutely adores the difference between you two, he likes to manhandle you from time to time. Georg also loves keeping his cock in you for a little time after cumming, or slip it between your thighs to feel your warmth all over it.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

He's a private person, he likes to have sex, traditionally, in the bedroom, but also likes taking you in the kitchen or in a shower. But also time to time after a concert he needs you, so mostly you would have a quickie in the bathroom under the stage.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

I feel that he loves seeing you in his clothes, it makes him weak in the knees, he thinks you look incredibly sexy whenever you put one of his, way too big for you, t-shirts on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do)

I feel like Georg would try anything at some point but the only thing he wouldn't be okay with doing would be a threesome. He wouldn't want to share you with anyone.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill)

He likes giving as much as receiving, he enjoys them equally. he would love to eat you out all day, he adores hearing you whine and moan and the feeling when you put your hands on his head to deepen the friction. Georg is a big guy, so he doesn't expect you to be able to take him whole in your mouth, but seeing you struggle makes his heart throb. He loves keeping on hand on top of your head, slightly pushing you deeper.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

 He is usually slow and sensual, but if you ask him for more, he's willing to be rougher for you, anything to make you happy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often)

Not too fond of them, because he likes taking his time on pleasuring you, usually making you cum more than once. Georg doesn't like to rush things. But also because he is a star and goes on tours he does get the need of having you between brakes so some quickies here and there has to be made.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks)

Due to not having lots of experience, he'd love to experiment and to try various things out. whatever makes you happy, makes him happy.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

Georg could go all day and still not be tired, he has a lot of stamina. Although he doesn't want to force you so usually goes for 2 rounds, but can go more if you'd like.

T = Toy (do they own toys? do they use them?)

Doesn't own any, but wouldn't be opposed to them, he'd be totally down to try them out.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Georg is a tease without necessarily meaning to, sometimes he might not even realise he's teasing you. He would say things to you in front of everyone not meaning to tease you but he finds your reactions adorable.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

He tries to hold himself back and be quiet, but always ends up moaning and groaning deeply. Georg is the guy to shower you with compliments and making you feel good emotionally during it.

W = Wild Card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

I want to believe that he would date a non-speaking German and he would definitely speak some German in bed, loves calling you German pet names, for example "liebling" (darling) or "schatz" (treasure). also would throw "scheiße" around pretty often. Georg would love to teach or help you learn German.

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Georg is a big boy. He's about 8 inches and has some small veins running along it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

After meeting you, it's pretty high. Georg is definitely sexually frustrated.

Z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won't fall asleep until he makes sure you're alright and taken care off.

© 2023 jlepixie.  ─  please do not copy,  repost or translate any of my works on other platforms without my permission. 

[mallowsweetmiri]

• One of the Boys •

Reader x Fred Weasley

Based off of Katy Perry’s song “One of the Boys”

Word count: 3.5k

Summary: You’ve always been one of the boys. That was until you came back from summer break looking a bit, different, as Fred puts it.

Warnings: cursing, mildly steamy scenario

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One of the boys

“Today was bloody brilliant!” Fred cheered and clapped you on the back as he raised his cup to Gryffindor. Practically the whole school was shoved in your common room to celebrate the quidditch cup.

“To Gryffindor!” Oliver bellowed drunkly as everyone drank and cheered.

“Seriously, Y/N, you played fucking amazing today,” Angelina bellowed, downing the rest of her drink.

“I can second that. Since when did you get so bloody good, little one?” George smiled as he put his arm around you. The twins had always been your good friends, the three of you joining the Gryffindor quidditch team in your third years. They’d often referred to you as little one, due to the fact that they towered over you. They constantly teased and pranked you, but you would also join in on their antics. More often than not, you guys were playing quidditch during the warm seasons and pranking Filch in the winter. You were really just one of the boys and you couldn’t be more happy to be a part of their mischief.

“I’ve always been good, Georgie. But I will admit, this was probably my best game yet,” you beamed as you joined the rest in downing your drink.

“You’re only that good thanks to our rigorous coaching throughout the years,” Fred smiled wryly, filling his own cup up again. You rolled your eyes.

“Yea right, Weasley. The two of you combined still wouldn’t be as good as me,” you challenged. The three of you went back and forth all night, drinking and laughing and celebrating Gryffindors victory. The high spirits continued throughout the week and before you knew it you were saying goodbye to all your friends at platform 9 and 3/4.

“Oh! So good to see you sweetie,” Molly smiled warmly as she dragged you into a tight hug, “Have a good summer, we’ll see you in the fall! Say goodbye boys.” Fred and George both approached you and each gave you a quick hug before heading out with the Weasley family.

“See you next year little one!” George called out.

“Don’t skimp out on the quidditch practice, Y/N! You could use it,” Fred shouted, giving you a cheeky smile and a wave. You rolled your eyes and sent a smile back before meeting with your own family and heading home for the summer.

3 months later

You checked yourself out in the mirror one last time and smoothed the top of your hair flat.

“Come on, Y/N! You’re going to miss the train,” your dad called from downstairs.

“Coming!”

Over the summer you had grown a considerable amount. Your dad had been teasing you about how much time you spent in the bathroom getting ready, but you didn’t care. For once in your life you actually felt pretty. Your body had begun to fill out in all the right places and your hair had grown out well past your shoulders now. You had started to shave your legs and wear perfume. You had even bought new clothes as you had outgrown your old wardrobe. All of this had instilled you with a newfound confidence that had you beaming. As you walked onto platform 9 and 3/4, you wore a fitted long sleeve shirt and some new low waisted jeans. You had blown out your hair into soft falling curls and you had even applied some lip gloss. You were excited to start your sixth year with all your friends and your new look.

“Bye guys! I’ll see you for Christmas,” you hugged your family before loading your trunks on the train. As you put your final trunk into the train, someone called your name from behind.

“Y/N?”

You turned around to see Fred and George standing behind you, still towering over your frame.

“Fred! George! How was your summer?” You bounded towards them and hugged George. When you pulled back to hug Fred he just stood there with his mouth slightly agape. George nudged him and he seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in and leaned in to hug you.

“You look… different,” was all he could manage to say. You chuckled and put your hands on your hips.

“Yes, I’m not so little anymore. You guys can stop calling me little one now,” you teased.

“Nah, you’re still tiny,” George brushed you off as you all started to head onto the train to find a compartment. After walking down the length of the train, you had finally found the compartment where Lee and Angelina were.

“Y/N! How was your summer! Oh my gosh, you look absolutely stunning,” Angelina beamed as she hugged you and pulled you down to sit next to her.

“Thanks Angie, I can say the same about you! And my summer was amazing,” you guys chatted back and forth, catching up on all the latest gossip and all the fun things you did over the summer. Fred and George beamed about the Quidditch World Cup and soon the five of you were full of sweets and ready to take a quick nap before you had to change into your school robes.

“Every year I tell myself not to eat so many chocolate frogs, and every year I eat more than I did the year before,” Lee groaned, leaning back and rubbing his stomach. You laughed and slid down in your own seat, leaning your head against the window and looking out across the green landscape. You were so happy to be back with your friends. The summertime was amazing, but there was nothing like Hogwarts. As you smiled to yourself, you looked up from the window to see Fred staring at you with a serious expression. You raised an eyebrow at him but he just shook his head and looked out the window. That was weird. You shook it off and leaned your head against the window again and nodded off.

Before long, the train had pulled into the station and crowds of students were piling out into to the night to go to welcoming feast. As you filed out of the train and towards the carriages, Fred and George lagged behind a bit and whispered to each other.

“Do you think they’re acting a bit strange?” You leaned in towards Angelina, sending another glance back towards the twins.

“Aren’t they always?” Angelina shrugged as she stepped into the carriage. She had a point.

After a few minutes, you found yourself at the Gryffindor table listening to Dumbledore announce the Tri-Wizard Tournament, everybody increasingly getting excited as his speech went on. The excitement reached its peak as piles of fresh food appeared in front of you and everybody dug into the feast.

“Oh how I missed this food,” you groaned, piling food into your mouth. George hummed in agreement as he piled more potatoes into his mouth. You could feel Fred staring at you again but you decided against meeting his gaze this time. Were they going to prank you or something? He was acting so weird.

Shortly after dinner, everybody headed up to their dorms. Despite wanting to hang out together in the common room, the long day of travel and the large feast caught up with the Gryffindors as the students filed up the winding stairs to their rooms. You had just gotten to your room when you realized you left your book in the common room. You turned around and quietly padded down the stairs to retrieve it. You slowed your steps as you saw the twins huddled together on a couch with their backs turned from you.

“Well yes, I’m not disagreeing. Any bloke can see she looks good, so what? I mean, what are you trying to say?” You managed to hear George say as you approached the coffee table.

“Ooh, who looks good? Does someone have a crush?”

The twins jumped as you grabbed your book next to them.

“Bloody hell, Y/N!” Fred exclaimed with wide eyes. George laughed.

“See, you say you’re no longer little, but you’re so tiny your footsteps don’t even make a sound,” George teased, leaning back into the couch and tossing his arm over it. You rolled your eyes.

“You guys just stomp around like ogres, I walk like a normal human. Anyways, I’m heading to bed. Try not to drool over Angelina, Georgie. It’s only the first day back,” you teased as you turned to head up towards the girls dormitory. You heard George let out a loud laugh before hearing a loud slap and more commotion. You just smiled to yourself, oh how you missed those two. You entered your room and placed your book on your bedside table before going to your wardrobe to change.

“I think George likes you,” you nodded to Angelina as she shot up in her bed.

“Really?” She said with a slight smile. You just chuckled. You were so happy to be back.

The weeks flew by and soon the other wizarding schools had arrived. The only thing that sucked about this whole tournament was that there was no quidditch. It was a surprisingly warm November day when you bounded into the common room looking for a certain pair of red heads. You spotted them huddled up in the corner of the room, probably working on one of their pranking products as you had learned of recently.

“You two,” you pointed at the twins as they whipped their heads up, “wanna play quidditch? Two on two, George and Angelina, Me and Fred.” A cheeky grin immediately grew on George’s face as he turned to look at Fred. A more sheepish smile appeared on Fred’s face as he stood up.

“Alright, Y/N, let’s kick some ass.”

The game had turned out to be exactly what the four of you needed in midst of all the school work that was being assigned. You and Fred flew seamlessly together, scoring over and over again on George and Angelina. They were putting up a good front, but your flying skills were outmatched. You had even attracted a small crowd of students by the time the game ended.

“Good game,” you said, landing onto the field and sticking out your hand for Angelina.

“Yes, valiant effort you two,” Fred smirked, shaking Angelina’s hand after you.

“Merlin, Y/N, I forgot how good you are,” Angelina mumbled as she took her defeat in stride.

“Yeah, shes bloody brilliant,” Fred mumbled with a reserved smile. You looked up at him, beaming at the compliment but he quickly looked away and cleared his throat.

“Gotta admit it, little one. You sure can fly,” George clapped you on the back before following Angelina off the field.

“We make a good team, Freddie,” you smiled, patting his arm before beginning to walk off the field as well. You couldn’t help but feel a little sad. Why was Fred acting so weird around you? Did he not like you anymore? He had been so distant this year, choosing to spend his time with George and whenever you came over to join them, he seemed to shut down and become reserved. And Fred had certainly never been reserved before. You shook your head and walked back to your dorm to shower. You decided you’d ask George about it that night.

After dinner, you sat in the common room working on some homework with Angelina. You tried to focus on your assignment, but your eyes kept drifting over to the pair huddled in the corner. How in the world were you going to ask George about Fred when they were always together? As if your prayers had been answered, Fred stood up and walked out of the common room. Your eyes followed him until he disappeared through the portrait hole. You took no time waiting and began to walk over to George.

“Ah, Y/N, what’s up?” George closed whatever he was working on and put his arm over the back of the couch. You took a seat next to him and turned to face him, nervously playing with your sleeves.

“Um, I actually had a question for you,” you stammered, looking up towards the portrait hole to make sure Fred wasn’t coming back.

“Spit it out, Y/N. What’s up? You’re making me worried,” George laughed, scooting closer to you. You cleared your throat.

“Does Fred have a problem with me? I dunno, it just seems like he doesn’t like me around anymore. He’s been acting so weird and I don’t want to bother him if he doesn’t want me hanging out with you guys anymore,” you trailed off, looking down at your legs. George put his arm around your shoulders.

“Y/N, I can promise you that is not the case,” he sighed, “we both love hanging out with you.”

“Really?” You let out a breath and chuckled.

“Yes, really. Merlin, he is such an idiot,” he grumbled to himself, shaking his head.

“What do you mean?” You raised an eyebrow at him when Fred walked back into the common room. You looked up and your eyes met his. As he got closer to you and George, his brows furrowed. George took his arm off your shoulders and you shifted your body away from his.

“What are you guys talking about?” Fred questioned, stopping in his tracks and crossing his arms over his chest, looking mildly annoyed. Why were his forearms so ripped? You shook your head and cleared your throat.

“I was just bugging him about the herbology assignment, which he hasn’t even started,” you glared at George. It was true that he hadn’t even started the lengthy assignment that was due by the end of the week. George chuckled.

“Did you set it up Freddie?” George questioned, probably about a prank, looking up at his twin. Fred still looked visibly annoyed.

“Yes. I did, but I should’ve made you do it.” Fred said dryly, his jaw clenching slightly. George rolled his eyes. You looked between the twins with a confused expression. You rarely saw them annoyed at each other.

“Alright, well I’m headed upstairs. Goodnight you guys,” you ducked out of the awkward atmosphere and towards Angelina to grab your books.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” George said as Fred sat down in your seat and began to whisper something to George. What was that all about?

A few days went by and Fred was still acting distant. You wondered if George had even said anything to Fred about it. If anything, Fred was avoiding you even more. George tried to give you passing smiles and waves, but anytime he passed you in the halls, Fred would completely ignore you. Even at dinner, he would rarely engage in conversation with you and you were starting to feel really hurt. After this particular night where he purposefully avoided your gaze the entire dinner, you were actually angry at him. He’d been acting so weird all year and then as soon as you talked to George about it, he started completely ignoring you. That night, you left your dorm and stomped up to the twins room. You knocked on the door and stood there with your arms crossed waiting until George opened it. He looked taken aback by your angry presence.

“I need to talk to Fred, alone.” You stated. George gulped and turned to Lee.

“Let’s go to the common room,” he grabbed Lee and pushed past you. Fred was now looking at you from his bed. You couldn’t read the expression on his face. It looked half scared and half the nonchalant expression he’d been giving you the past few days.

“What the fuck is your problem with me?” You stomped over the his bed where he sat. He raised an eyebrow at you and crossed his arms.

“I don’t have a problem with you, Y/N. What are you talking about?” He shrugged as he looked up at you nonchalantly, but you could see his jaw tensing.

“Are you serious right now, Fred? You know exactly what I’m been talking about. You’ve been avoiding me all week, ever since I talked to George about you. I don’t know if he even mentioned it to you, but I thought you didn’t like me anymore! He told me that wasn’t true, but now I’m not too sure anymore! You’ve been acting like a prat all week!” You were fuming at this point. You couldn’t believe he had the audacity to pretend like he hadn’t been ignoring you for days.

“That’s not fuckimg true! I told you I don’t have a problem with you, Y/N,” he jumped up off the bed and stalked towards you, “why can’t you just take my word for it?” His height became apparent as he loomed over you. You only stood up straighter and kept your arms crossed.

“Well then what’s your problem? Why don’t you like hanging out with me anymore? Why are you avoiding me?” You questioned, your anger slowly seeping away and being replaced with the hurt you’d been feeling. Fred sighed, his posture relaxing as he saw your eyes fill with sadness. He groaned and ran his fingers through his hair.

“I do like hanging out with you, Y/N. Merlin, I’ve been missing spending time with you, I just…” he trailed off, his eyes falling to the floor.

“You just what, Fred? Since when are you so shy?” You asked genuinely. That only made Fred groan and run his hands roughly through his hair again.

“Since I started liking you! Since you showed up on the platform looking like that and now I can’t even look at you without thinking you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen,” the words tumbled out of his mouth and left you standing there with your mouth open. Did he just say he likes you? Did he just call you beautiful? “I miss playing quidditch with you and coming up with pranks together but fuck, Y/N. I don’t want to be your friend anymore. I want to be with you.” You stood still for what felt like a long time. Were you dreaming right now? Your brain scrambled to make sense of what was happening. I mean, Fred was standing in front of you, confessing his feelings to you in a very real way. But you’d been friends for so long. What if this ruined everything? But he was standing right in front of you with his messy hair and his freckled face and his furrowed brows and he just looked so good and he was finally talking to you again and

“Oh, fuck it,” you breathed out, closing the space between the two of you. You were kissing him. And it felt so good. He groaned into your lips as his hands found their way to the small of your back, pulling you flush against his body as his lips worked against your own. Your hands tangled in his red locks as you pulled at his neck to deepen the kiss. His hands slid up your body until he held your cheeks. He kissed you softly one more time before pulling back. You face was blushed red as you stared up at him with wide eyes. He finally let out a breathy laugh and his lips curved up into a crooked smile.

“You’re so cute, fuck,” he laughed, still holding your face in his large hands, “I’m sorry I’ve been acting like a prat. I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. But after kissing you, fuck, I should’ve ruined it a long time ago.”

“I just wish you would’ve told me earlier. Had I known you liked me, I could’ve had you kissing me all year,” you smirked as you walked him to the edge of his bed. He sat on the edge and pulled you down with him.

“Let’s make up for lost time then,” Fred whispered as he pulled you to his lips. You groaned as you straddled his lap and deepened the kiss. This man knew how to use his tongue.

“Fuck, Freddie,” you moaned into his mouth as his hands found their way to your ass. He chuckled as his grabbed your hips.

“I’ve been wanting to do that ever since I saw you bent over your luggage on the platform,” he breathed out with a smirk as he slapped your ass. You gasped and hit his chest.

“Freddie!” You scolded, but it didn’t last long as he pulled you back to his mouth, making you moan as his thumbs rubbed over your hip bones.

“Bloody hell,” you heard someone say from the door. You gasped and pulled away from Fred only to see George standing in the doorway with his jaw wide open. Fred’s smirked stayed plastered on his face and his grip held you tight on his lap.

“Sorry Georgie, think you can give us a few more minutes? We’re still talking.”

[itsmealaiah]

so these men

are the most dangerous men in the whole city of Tokyo, and are in a gang?

[behidethetrees]

Beautiful boys ⋆˙⟡♡

[str4wb3rr1e]

Tokio Hotel~ Drabble

Can be seen as any member of Tokio Hotel, no warnings just fluff. Reader has curly hair.

You sleepily rubbed your eyes while tiptoeing to the living room where all your friends were, your band mates, your friends and most importantly, your boyfriend.

You entered the dimly lighted room as all eyes fell on you and your incredibly short pajamas.

“Morning, sleeping beauty!” Your band mate laughed, you smiled a little before spotting your boyfriend across the room.

You quickly walked up to him looking down to meet his eyes, he patted his lap and you immediately hugged his chest, wrapping your legs on his warm body.

You rested your head on his chest as he stroked your hair, de tangling your curls once a while.

The group continued to laugh about the previous topic and drink the night away.

You later fell asleep in the arms of your lover, him kissing your forehead and whispering how much he loves you before you drifted away.

[adissonsss]

PT1: Headcanons(SFW) How dating Tokio Hotel would be like

Notes; I started crying while listening to Mockingbird by Emniem, so I decided to finish this

•Since I already did a seperate Bill post, his section is shorter(😢😢)

•This is bordering NSFW, some mentions of sex

•Sorry I was gone for a while, I was busy w/ helping around the house+some other personal things

•Enjoy, much love!💜💜

Tom Kaulitz

•With Tom, he thinks you're a godsend. He won't even breathe near another woman again if it means you smile at him.

•He just loves you so much. You've totally stopped his playful, flirty personality towards other women.(not towards you)

•Y'alls relationship is spontaneous, fun, laughter-filled, and light-hearted.

•^And I quote, he "doesn't like girls who overthink."

•No doubt he jump-scares you everytime you come out of the bathroom, crossing a wall corner, or tired and dazed and having Tom breathe on the back of your neck while falling asleep.

•Flirty & inside-joke pet names!!!

•^I can imagine Tom staring at you whilst you sleep👁👁. You wake up and turn your head, and see Tom wide-eye staring at you not expecting to be caught.

•^ I wouldn't blame you if you got scared or shy. Or both!

•Tom loves food. Cooking, ehh, not so much.. You, cooking? YES! You, cooking for him? HE WANTS TO MARRY YOU AND BE BURIED TOGETHER💗💗.

•^ If you can cook, or bake, or both, he has heart eyes rn😻. He will devour anything(including you😘), but your food he actually cherishes and enjoys, feeling grateful and blessed you and your skills.

•He will make a song about and/or w/ you. Singing into the mic while he plays guitar on stage, standing close to him, making eye contact.

•Y'all know that thing he does w/ his guitar? Yeah, he does it with intentions of doing that to you tonight. If you're in the crowd, he makes eye contact and licks his lips, letting his mind run wild.

•He kisses you any chance he gets, any body part.

•^On your neck while your head is turned? No problem!

•^On your hand while stretching it behind your head? Yeah, he loves it.

•^On your lips while your venting to him if your stressed? Sure!

•He will never not do it.

Imagine

Sitting on his lap while he softly plays guitar, dozing you to sleep.

He hums along with the beat, and notices the extra weight on his chest. He sees you sleeping, and a smile erupts onto his face. He doesn't move a muscle, enjoying this special moment with you.

After a couple of moments, he does slowly grab his phone from his pants pocket and snapping a(or about 20) picture of you.

Bill Kaulitz

•He loves physical affection, and will hug and touch you at every moment.

•He loves you, and your attention!!!!!

•He loves praise, but praise from you?? His clothes are off.

•Honestly anything from and about you is just so... He just loves you and your being and everything.

•If you have color-treated hair or a texture which you have to take special care of it, Bill is learning how to help you ASAP.

•If you read or write, Bill loves reading w/ you, and honestly just endorsing your hobbies+skills.

•(I saw a similar idea to this on Tiktok) If you both have stuffies, he makes them be both of y'alls kids to take care of, feed, and bathe. Turns them away from the bed whenever when it's the adults alone time🙈.

•Romantic pet names.

Imagine

Laying next to Bill in bed, both of you just staring up at the ceiling, extremely tired after today's events of being on stage.

You feel Bill's hands creep around your waist, you now becoming the little spoon. Bill places his mouth close to your ear, and whispers softly, knowing your close to a nice night of sleep,

"Goodnight, schatz."

Gustav Schäfer

•This wonderful man is loving, romantic, and soo sweet😻.

•He loves holding your hand, and just feeling your body on him(take it any way you want to)

•He loves dancing w/ you, holding your body close and spinning you around, feeling the rhythm of the song.

•I'm tryna keep it clean in this post, but DAMN. This man's muscles, he can and will use it for helping you w/ heavy lifting, grabbing you, picking you up on his shoulder, advantages in bed, stamina, anything to be honest.

•He is a bit submissive, wanting to keep you close to him so doing anything and everything for you is a daily part of this man's life.

•Y'all saw that clip where he took his shirt off on stage? Yeah, you tried to do that once(if you wanna be apart of the band, idk), lil bro gave you the death stare and a little more in the bedroom later that night❗

•Look, he may be nice, but if someone deserves to be judged, Gustav is gonna judge.

•You and Gustav shit talk and give certain people the stank face if they deserve it, laughing about it later on🤝🏻.

•If you have a large family, siblings, or relatives in general, he will want to put on his best impression for them! Shaking hands, bringing a side, dressing up nice, being the most polite he's ever been, all or you🤗.

Imagine

Gustav is in the gym working out, without a shirt, and he catches your eye. You admire him flexing and working his muscles. He decides to act like you aren't staring and does extra reps, pushups, and lifts more than what he usually does.

He spills some water on his face on purpose, and uses the bottom of his shirt to wipe it off his chin🥰.

Georg Listing

•The first thing this guy notices about you is your body. A literal quote.🙈

"The first thing I notice about a girl is her butt!"

•He loves your shape and size, curves and crevices, marks, scars, pimples, scabs, whatever makes you, you.

•He loves your laugh! He's always cracking jokes and laughing w/ you.

•He will admire your body in bed, seeing it covered in a sheen of sweat, in all of it's beauty and kisses all over your skin, feeling blessed and grateful that you chose him to be your boyfriend!

•He loves taking care of you, and you love taking care of him(you better), so making eachother breakfast, giving eachother daily vitamins or medicine, all of that.

•MOVIE. DATE. NIGHTS. Cuddling up on the couch w/ popcorn and candy, sharing a warm blanket and falling asleep not in 1 hour in. He ignores the movie and probably falls asleep admiring your peaceful face.

Imagine

Georg usually wakes up earlier than you, being a early-bird. So, with that, he either makes or buys you breakfast, ordering your favorite drink and items, ordering stuff for him and the others too.

When he gets back and your still asleep(damn), he softly wakes you up, holding back a "awe" at your sleepy face, setting down the drink and food on the nightstand, getting into bed w/you, and talking about anything and everything.

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request - georg and reader getting into a fight about girls flirting with him right before a show, georg says something that makes her insecure and he goes home to comfort her hours later.

a/n: guys someone requested this prompt, i accidentally posted it unfinished, and then accidentally privated it so it’s gone forever. please forgive me if i left out some details you wanted. 🥹

“[insert name], do you realize this wouldn’t even be a problem if you didn’t make it one? has that ran through your head yet?”

the sound of the two going back and forth for the past ten minutes could be heard over the roaring crowd to anyone backstage, since they weren’t really trying their hardest to keep quiet.

“are you fucking kidding me georg? this would’ve still been an unspoken problem if i didn’t bring it to your ass!” you shouted, raising your hands in his face momentarily. “besides if i didn’t get to it, you know interviewers would have loved to take that headline.” a sarcastic smile spreading across your face at the idea as you dramatically rolled your eyes.

standing in-front of the vanity, you pulled a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lighting it with a shaky hand from using energy to yell at your air headed boyfriend.

a rushed gust of smoke left your mouth before you pressed the cigarette in again to inhale a stronger hit. watching you shake your head and tap your foot in aggravation, georg decided to end the conversation before someone got hurt.

with a sarcastic smile shot back your way he finally remarked, “well i didn’t get with you so you could worry about headlines and shit [insert name]. but if you’re worried about that kinda thing i’ll probably be better off without you.”

this comment made your chest hurt more than the nicotine as you watched him pick up his guitar, throwing the band over his shoulder before reaching for his water. and almost like it was on cue, gustav popped his head inside the quiet room hesitantly to announce the start of their show before throwing a innocent smile your way.

once the door shut back georg was finished picking up his water, but while making his exit he made one last comment that broke you.

“besides, i’d take a nosy ass interviewer as a girlfriend then your annoying ass any day.”

and with that he was gone. leaving you alone with everything he said mixed with your depressing thoughts.

you thought about staying momentarily, because georg always liked to see you after his performances, but you decided against it before all your emotions spilled out in the back of this theater.

standing in your bathroom mirror you tugged at your hair, pulling with frustration while the tears falling onto your chest seemed to make it ache more.

you couldn’t sum up the amount of pain you felt, all the elaborate ideas of what georg could be doing with a girl in that moment washing through your head.

with a final look at your recked face, you stepped out of the bathroom to throw your self onto your bed, slipping off your jeans and leaving nothing but a oversized tokio hotel T-shirt on as you called it a night.

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the sound of keys rattling could be heard echoing into the bedroom, but it didn’t wake her, neither did the sound of georgs boots stepping against the dark oak floors.

stepping into their shared room, he grew confused at his sleeping girlfriend who would usually be up around the time as it was only about 11:30.

kicking his boots off anyway, he switched from the distressed pants to a pair of raggedy sweat pants and a throw away top to lay in with bed his girlfriend.

he threw his arm ontop of her waist, only for it to be retracted back to him quickly after. his eyebrows ruffled together, the sound of the sheets wrinkling told you he was scooting closer. “babe..?” he asked, unsure if were awake or asleep at this point.

“leave me alone georg.”

“what’s wrong honey?”

silence.

pressing his lips together impatiently, he took it upon himself to twist your body towards him to give himself a view of your sleeping’ face. he was met with your puffy tired eyes looking back at him though.

“hi pretty baby.” he whispered, moving loose hair away from your face before noticing the puffy under your eyes. immediately concern washed over his face, “baby why were you crying? what happened?”

before she could even speak, the tears spoke for her by running down her face. with a croaked voice she mumbled, “am i not enough for you georg?”

“what? of course you are, you are more then enough.” pulling your towards him to embrace you as your head lay on his firm chest. “you’re quite literally more than i deserve.”

a/n: ..so i found out i kinda suck writing long moments of fluff today. 🌝 hope you enjoyed anyway.

[tokioangelic]

✧.* Skincare Georg Listing x Reader

(as usual repost from my wattpad, just a cute little fluffy mini fic thingy whatever)

Georg grunted in disapproval as you bundled his hair into a messy bun on the top of his head, making him look a lot like a pineapple. You leaned back to admire your work, laughing in amusement at how funny your boyfriend looked. Georg rolled his eyes playfully, lifting you up onto the Bathroom counter so you could sit on it. He stood between your legs, waiting patiently as you laid out all the skincare products on the counter. (Guys, I don't really do any skin care other than the little scrub exfoliation thingy, Face wash, Cleanser and moisturizer, so this little skincare thing is going to be basic.) "Okay, so first you need to wash your face" You instructed Georg, who stepped away from you for a moment to rinse his face. He held his hand out obediently, letting you squeeze a little Face wash onto his palm. 

Georg followed your instructions, washing his face thoroughly but gently. He stepped between your legs, his arms snaking around your waist as you carefully patted his face dry, Georg scrunching his face as you teasingly tapped his nose with your finger, laughing at his reaction. You reached for the face mask on the counter, Georg leaning forward to kiss your cheek. You turned back to face him, Georg peppering your face with kisses as his hands reached up to cup your cheek. "Georg, it's time for the face mask" You said between giggles, Georg not seeming to care about Face Mask time as he peppered your face with soft kisses. "I want to kiss you" He insisted, his lips sinking onto yours. 

"I Promise I'll let you kiss me as much as you want after the Face mask" You promised, Georg seeming to like that idea. He placed one final kiss to your lips before pulling away, letting you screw open the little Pot of the Fruity scented face mask. You leaned closer to him, focusing on applying the Mask to his skin, lathering it on generously and making sure not to get it in his eyes or mouth. Meanwhile, Your boyfriend admired you, only able to think about the Promise you had made to let him Kiss you to his heart's content. he shuffled from foot to foot impatiently, wanting to finish the little Spa session so that he could kiss and cuddle with you. "Stay still Georg!" You giggled, spreading the mask across his skin. 

"It feels nice and cold," He commented, standing still as you added the finishing touches to the mask. "All done! now you have to leave it on for ten minutes before you wash it off" You informed him, leaning over the sink as you washed your hands clean, putting away the little Jar of fruity face mask. Georg pouted, wanting the face mask to be off straightaway so that he could kiss you. You laughed at his childish expression, splashing him with some of the cold water from the running tap, the water spraying on his shirt that hugged his muscular torso. His jaw dropped in mock offense, his hands on his hips. You laughed, barely having the time to turn off the tap before Georg lunged forward, attacking you with tickles as you squealed. 

You squirmed on the Counter top, squealing with laughter as Georg tickled you all over, your shared laughter echoing around the bathroom. "Georg stop, stop it!" You choked out between giggles, trying to wiggle away from him as he laughed, pulling you into a hug as you giggled breathlessly against his chest, trying to compose yourself. You sneakily slipped his phone out of his jeans pocket, shuffling away from him and lifting the phone to his face, snapping ten photos of him with his face mask on, laughing as you sent it to the Band's group chat. 

"The Guys are going to make fun of me Schatzi" Georg complained, snatching the phone from your hands as you laughed, watching as Georg scrolled through the photos, Messages from The Guys already flooding in. "I think you look adorable" You grinned at Georg, who rolled his eyes, clearly not agreeing with your statement. Georg snaked his hands around your waist, pulling you against him. "Can I please take it off now? I want to kiss you" Georg whined, trying to give you puppy eyes as he batted his eyelashes, the expression making you crack up laughing. You nodded, still shaking with laughter. 

Georg washed off the Face Mask in double quick time, hurriedly wiping his face dry in his eagerness to get back to you and kiss you. "One last thing," You added, holding up your Moisturizer. "Don't worry, you can kiss me straightaway after putting it on"

Georg smiled softly as you massaged the Moisturizer into his skin, visibly enjoying it. "It feels so nice," He commented, his fingers reaching up to brush against his cheek, feeling how soft and smooth his skin was. "My face is so soft!" he exclaimed. You grinned, setting the skincare products aside and cupping his face with both your hands, pecking his lips. "See? Now you've got lovely skin- and you can kiss me as much as you want"