#bill kaulitz rare

[d0wn-in-the-morgue]

:P

[just-a-girl-07]

☆ 2005

[vamphers]

Tom Kaulitz and Bill Kaulitz with their grandfather Paul Pitz

[lexilovestom]

i'm done gatekeeping this effortlessly hot picture of Tom, you guys deserve to simp on it too 😓

BUT I CLAIM IT‼️ JUST SAYING 🗣️

i'm gonna gatekeep the rest tho 👀

[thisfeelingyourname]

the only one.

"you're not the only one tryna be the only one."

bill kaulitz x roman reigns smut | 2.4k words | minors dni | images from pinterest.

i am so excited to share my first long fic in years! likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated and thank you for reading! song inspo linked above. 🦋

cw: explicit, daddy kink, oral, finger sucking, body worship, post break up sex.

This is the beginning of a love story: a desperate wild-burn, a never letting go of the wound. There's sweetness somewhere hidden down in the heart of it and that's where the trap lies, razor sharp and without mercy. It's worth it, though whatever this story between them has become, it's worth it.

Bill doesn't feel foolish for wanting Roman as bad as he does. The time has passed and the desire is still there, ancient and wonderful. The feeling, he knows, is beautifully mutual. Roman is a careful man, a true gemini after all, but with Bill the ruse always crumbles and he's ended up showing his hand far too many times for Bill to ever doubt his intentions again.

Shit happens though and here they are in another round of their forever push-pull of love and running. This time their running chases them down to the hallowed halls of a local club, the night laced luscious with desire. It's bad how good Bill is in tying Roman neatly around his pretty finger, that darling smile simmering full into a delicious "come here" as he brings his lips to Roman's, butterflies white hot and free between the two of them as the walls and bodies dancing around them spin and spin into a glittering neon blur.

It's no secret that one thing Roman just could not stand about Bill was that wretched fucking mouth of his. Once he kicked off, it was a never-ending drama that Roman never seemed to figure out the point of, his mind wandering towards the inevitable make up sex after instead of listening to whatever Bill was fuming about. Luckily Roman learned just how good Bill's mouth was for less nauseating things, kissing him being one of the finest of those few things.

They've barely made it back to Roman's hotel room tonight, twin hands needing skin and skin, the wait in the elevator fanning the ache into wildfire. The room door clicks open and the two men stumble through, Bill's back meeting the wall with a delightful thump, a relieved sigh slipping from his lips when he lets Roman claim him, moaning open into his mouth as they kiss and kiss, blood deep with need.

Roman likes it when Bill gets eager grabbing at his ass through his jeans, a devilish smirk glinting on his lips as he brushes them against Bill's bottom lip, grazing his teeth along plush skin, nipping at his lip ring while he welcomes himself into Bill's body, strong hands searching up beneath Bill's blouse, goosebumps flushing up fresh beneath his touch as he palms Bill's chest, humming with appreciation when he feels him shudder with that thirsty turn of his hips against Roman's as he crushes his lips to his, tongue lapping greedy at his mouth.

It's addicting how good this feels to both of them, how gorgeously Bill melts into Roman's hands, trembling and perfect as he writhes against him, whining for him pressing his body closer while they kiss and kiss again, desire dripping down sweet and heavy.

Roman has always been very particular about his hair and it becomes all the more sacred to him when he feels Bill wash his fingers through long black locks, pulling impatiently as he grinds his hips against Roman's, his mouth pressed wet against Roman's, each kiss breathless, butterflies flowering up warm in Bill's chest.

"Why do we keep doing this stupid shit, baby?" the man Bill loves asks him suddenly. Roman is serious now, raising a hand and caressing it against the soft of Bill's cheek, his gaze level with Bill's and Bill is shaken, the knife in his chest twisting one more time. God, Roman is beautiful, so beautiful he ripples chills through Bill's body when he looks at him like that and for a moment Bill is left speechless, so utterly in love with him, his heart seeping honey to his knees.

He raises a hand brushing tattooed fingers along Roman's cheek, smiling as he watches the other's expression relax into the comfort of his touch. "Cuz it works for us, baby," is Bill's simple reply, that darling sparkle of a smile on his lips as he brings them back to Roman's, kissing him and sealing their fate for one more night.

That answer seems to satisfy them both and their world starts turning again, brilliant and devastating. They trade places for a little bit with Bill sat on his knees, looking up at his man with hearts in his eyes and lips parted and primed to perform. Roman sifts his fingers through soft blond strands, peering down at his most beloved, the sight of him nearly making him come right there.

Bill doesn't wait for his direction, instead moving his hands to settle them against Roman's thighs, sighing with pleasure when he feels all that muscle twitch in response. He has Roman right where he wants him and holds him there, unbuttoning his jeans and yanking them downward just enough to see what he wants.

He closes his eyes, reveling in the adoration of Roman's fingers coursing through his hair and a smile spreads on his face, dreamy and glowing when he nuzzles his cheek to Roman's clothed arousal, the fabric of his boxers already wet with precome. He drags his tongue stud slowly over the bulging tip, moaning quietly as he plants a kiss to it before trailing his mouth up towards Roman's hips, each kiss lingering and deliberate, reverence placed like a blessing upon his skin.

This game is just getting started, but already Roman feels like he's at the edge, a siren's song away from tragedy. He scoffs to himself, tilting his head back against the wall with a half smile, letting Bill to do what he does best. Bill is in heaven on his knees playing his part, mouthing kisses to Roman's dick, his body throbbing with excitement at how hard Roman is for him. There's nothing left for either of them to say. It all gets misunderstood anyway.

Roman lets him have it all, praising Bill in stuttering, panting breaths, his hand firm on the back of Bill's head, guiding him as Bill gladly sucks him off, dribbles of saliva and precome clinging to his chin. The feeling of being full of Roman is heart-singing to Bill, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his skull with happiness.

It's ruthless how good Bill is at sucking dick and Roman is alight with pride at his creation, rewarding him with a jolt of his hips into Bill's mouth, grinning as he watches Bill take all of him with ease, brown eyes love struck when they look at one another, raw with longing. "My baby girl," whispers Roman, the words sealing themselves in Bill's heart as tears start to well in his eyes. He allows Roman's dick to fall from his mouth before stroking it slow, wetting a rose of a kiss to the head, the taste of him like an aphrodisiac on Bill's tongue. He gazes up at Roman then, smiling. "Your baby girl..." he whispers back to him in tenderness, gorgeous face smeared with come.

They undo one another then, slipping out of their clothes still tangled up pleasantly with one another until they tumble naked into the lush, king bed, the blankets quickly pushed out of the way. Roman has Bill resting his back against the pillows on the headboard, long legs spread apart for him like it's instinct. Bill is so agonizingly hard, his dick taut against his stomach but he doesn't even think to go there, his attention trained only on the man he loves in front of him, whose loving hands are tip-toeing down the sweat slicked flesh of Bill's inner thighs.

They find each other then, Bill's fingers locking themselves around fistfuls of black hair, a groan rumbling low in Roman's throat as he crushes his mouth against Bill's, kissing as if they're running out of forever. Bill is desperate, pleading open mouthed into Roman's, his breath caught in his throat when Roman's fingers fan themselves over Bill's hole, sensitive flesh tensing up and a grin spreads itself wicked on Roman's face, he's got Bill caught, ready and absolutely miserable for him. He moves his lips to Bill's throat, dotting kisses along blushing skin until he meets his pulse point fluttering tender beneath his tongue.

It's torture for Bill, everything in him wrecked open, displayed like an offering waiting in Roman's hand and he wouldn't have it any other way. Especially now when he feels Roman fold a few of his fingers against the plush of Bill's lips, those honey brown eyes darkening and Bill swallows hard, mesmerized in his beloved's gaze as he takes Roman's fingers in his mouth, lazily rolling his tongue over them, his eyes never shying away from him.

He knows that Roman knows that he's the only one that can work Bill down like this and it's a privilege that Roman dares not take lightly. "Good girl," he murmurs, nodding in admiration, moving his other hand to stroke the side of Bill's face. A sound of contentment rises from Bill's throat before he snakes a hand down between them to play with Roman's dick, teasing him in slow, careful strokes. The feeling shoots stars pink and blue in Roman's vision, every nerve wound up delicious with ache.

He shoves his fingers further into the wet heat of Bill's mouth, dragging them out before pushing them back in. Bill gifts Roman with another pretty noise, following his lead as he begins to deep throat his fingers, tightening one hand around Roman's wrist as he continued to work his dick, pearls of precome messy between his fingers. It's almost insufferably good to Roman and he chooses to please his baby girl, bringing his other hand back down between Bill's legs he presses a finger against his hole, just barely coaxing inside and Bill whimpers anxiously in reply, his expression pleading as he bucks his hips frantic against Roman's hand.

He knows the bad twin is showing up and he tears Roman's fingers from his mouth, gathering his face into his hands to marry his mouth to Roman's. "Fuck me," Bill gasps, the words urged against Roman's lips and Roman obliges him, moving to lean his back against the headboard as he sat open legged and waiting, the bad twin wide awake and ripe to devour as he raised a hand, directing Bill towards him.

"C'mere, Billa," Roman's tone is dipped in that smoky bass and Bill is spell bound, crawling on top of Roman, straddling him as warm hands plant themselves to Bill's waist. They look at each other then, something trembling between them and for a second Bill is terrified of how much he loves Roman, his body reaching for him as if he might lose him in the dark.

"'m not goin' anywhere, baby," assures Roman, gentle voiced with a kiss crowned to the top of Bill's hair as he burrows his face in the heat of Roman's neck, stubble tickling against his skin. He closes his eyes, inhaling the heady scent of Roman's body and it's comforting, his heart beating like wedding bells in his chest and he relaxes, quietly exhaling.

"Want me to fuck you now?" Roman wants to know, drawing a hand to Bill's back, soothing circles to precious skin. Bill nods his head with a smile, butterflies swarming in his belly when he feels the tip of Roman's dick nudge against his hole, his breath hitching when he edges further in, his toes curling with delight.

They share a tiny gasp when Bill takes him to the hilt, the feeling causing Bill's mouth to fall open in bliss. He squeezes down on Roman's dick, the start of a moan on his lips when Roman grips his ass hard in reply, steadying him before he starts to fuck into him, the pace gradual as Bill joins him, moving his hips in perfect sync, thanking Roman with his mouth, kissing and kissing him.

They're made for each other, from the beginning to the end. Roman holds Bill close, needing so much more of him it's insatiable. He's taking him so well and he's so tight Roman is sure he won't last long and he swears again, smacking Bill's ass, the skin beneath burning rose red and Bill cries out, wincing from the sting, pain ringing in his ears and he screws himself down on Roman's dick, the move bleeding stars in their eyes as the end closes nearer, Bill scrambling to scar his nails into Roman's back, crying for him in broken, gasping breaths and Roman keeping Bill there, fucking him harder, faster pulling him back down to heaven, that sweet oh oh oh from Bill's lips spoken soft against Roman's mouth as Bill fawns over him, beautiful face cast golden when he comes at last, rutting against Roman in ecstasy, his name sang over and over like thank god.

It's over for Roman then when Bill comes, splendid body clenching up around his dick one last time, milking him empty as he comes inside of him. It's exhilarating the climax that washes over Roman, knocking him straight to cloud nine. He buries his face into the crook of Bill's shoulder, a drawn out groan bitten into blushing skin, marking what's always been his. A long exhale heaves itself from Roman's body and he settles into the calm of the afterglow, willing his eyes closed as the two of them lie together, silent and sated, merged skin to soul with one another.

Knowing fingers thread themselves through blond hair moments later, a kiss wed to Bill's temple, stray strands still stuck to his forehead and Bill purrs, gratified and safe in the well of Roman's warmth, full of his come and his dick still inside of him. The mood is cool and Roman ventures to strike up some pillow talk.

"So," he starts, his voice run a little rough. "Tell me what I gotta do to lock you down for good, beautiful." He isn't joking and Bill glances up at him, noting the race of his heart beat mirroring his own. Bill doesn't want to sour the moment, but he has to tell the truth. It's simple, really. The best things in life usually are. Bill smiles kind and leans in a kiss, intimate and just between them, butterflies stirring alive in his chest once, twice and again.

"Stay," he whispers.

And it's the truth.

[luvkaulitz]

★ STARBOY

summary : Tom Kaulitz as your lovely boyfriend 🤭

author's note : first post on this account so please give me requests if you have any 🫶

Tom is HEAVY on calling you petnames, it's so rare for him to actually say your name

He prefers hugging you from behind but he doesn't mind normal hugs.

you were humming a melody while chopping vegetables to put in your pot that was filled with boiling water before you felt strong arms wrap around your waist. Tom rested his head on your shoulder and kissed your neck. You smiled and stopped chopping the vegetables so that you can reach for his head and caress it. “I've missed you so much baby.”

Always asks you to shower with him. You two don't have to end up doing anything sexual he just likes your company especially when you massage his hair with shampoo for him.

He doesn't wanna admit it but he loves to sleep with his head laying on your chest. It's the most comfortable position according to him.

Lil pervert would buy you new bra and panty sets.

“Tom what's this?” You lifted the shopping bag filled with stuff. The bag read ‘Victoria Secret’ on the front which gave you a good idea on what it could be but nonetheless you wanted to ask him. “Open it and try it on, I got some in your favorite color."

Teaches you how to play the guitar if you want to learn how to.

You definitely met his family and they loved you. His mom would ask where you were whenever he'd come to visit.

JEALOUS JEALOUS BOY. You're good looking at he knows that so of course he'll get overprotective whenever he catches a guy flirting or staring at you. He'd wrap his arm around your shoulder and kiss you infront of them.

Loves to tease you, doesn't even matter what way he does it. He thinks it's hilarious

Sometimes he'll ask if he can do your hair for you.

If you're a singer he's 100% ask you to sing for him while he plays his guitar.

You're around Tom so much that the band treats you like their 5th member.

He would definitely wink and point at you in the audience if you came to one of his concerts. That dork doesn't care what other people think, he loves his gf and he's not afraid to show it.

CALLS YOU HIS MRS

“Tom who are you talking to that's making you blush so hard?”

“Oh you know, my Mrs”

He would definitely talk about you and your guy's relationship during interviews.

Prepare yourself because Tom isn't Tom without making a sex joke.

During modern times (2023) he'd be on tiktok/ig live with bill and Gustav while you're in the background doing whatever. His fans would ask about you and in return he'd answer them by pulling you on his lap so they could see you

Tom scanned the comments before reading one out loud. “Where is y/n?” Tom looked beside him with his signature smug face and pulled you down onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin against your shoulder before looking at the camera and speaking. “Here she is.”

[t0msvi4gra]

Tom relationship headcanons pretty please🙏🏻 i need them to live

WAIT YES!!!

TOM KAULITZ AS YOUR BOYFRIEND | HEADCANONS

also im sorry if this isnt very long, im dealing with school n everything

-tom would be SUCH a good partner

-he would love you so so so much

-and we’ve all seen the way he treats heidi😩🙏

-hes very protective

-he always wants to know where you are, who you’re with, what your doing and what time your going or coming back home

-but hes not possessive, he just wants to know so he knows youre safe and in case he has to drop what hes doing so he can get you

-he said in a written interview that he makes her problems, his problems

-meaning hes always there for you no matter what

-unfortunately he will have to pick bill over you and you would have to accept that bc thats his brother

-depending on his schedule, he would have to prioritize the band but he will always text or call you whenever hes free which sadly is rare.

-but no worries, he loves you so so much no matter what

-especially when youre on your period

-god he will literally give you so many snacks, youre favorite food, anything you want

-he would definitely teach you to play guitar

-and speak german if you dont already speak it

-during sex he would 100% talk german to you just out of habit

-it would turn you on so much

-he would call you names like “baby” “love” “schatz” “meine liebe” “my love” “liebe” “sweetheart” “schön” etc.

-this man is head over heels and hes so loyal so dont worry abt him cheating

-hes protective 100% and caring over you

-and overall, he js loves you and he cares for you and he would always be there for you whenever he can

[devzo]

DATING TOM KAULITZ HEADCANONS

Tom kaulitz

content: headcanons, fluff/smut

a/n: i haven’t gotten any requests and i couldn’t just not post something. So i decided to make ‘dating tom kaulitz’ headcanons. (it’s because i’m also bored)

swf

— Would buy you so many gifts. He doesn’t care if they’re expensive or not, he would buy you the world if he could.

— Talking about love languages, physical touch is probably another one of his. He always has to have his hands on you.

— When you’re on your period, he gets nervous because he doesn’t really know what to do. He’d ask Bill for advice. Once he gets it he’d buy you literally everything you want. Sweets, pads (he didn’t know which ones to get you) even stuffed animals.

— When you’re feeling down he always tries to comfort you. He cuddles you, prepares a movie night, places kisses all over face. He doesn’t like when you’re down.

— He takes pictures of you on his digital camera like everywhere, in restaurants while having dinner with the band, while you’re sleeping, walking. Literally everywhere. even in bed.

— He adoress you. He cannot last a minute without telling you ‘i love you’. Let’s say you were in an argument and he tells you he loves you but you dont reciprocate because you’re being too stubborn, He would literally whine in your ear until your say it. (And if you don’t he’d punish you.)

nsfw

— He’s usually top, but he’s down baaad for you when you’re over him.

— He praises you every second. ‘you’re so good for me.’ ‘taking my cock so well.’ ‘you can take more, no? I know you can, you’re a good girl.’

— About the camera thing. Yes, he films you in bed.

His camera was in his right hand, while the other fondled with your breast making you whine. The camera captured everything, from your fucked out face to his dick sliding in and out of you at a fast pace.

— He doesn’t really have any kinks other than breeding and praise kink, also dacryphilia. (that’s how i imagine.) He’d probably try other kinks with you.

— He calls you so many things in bed: slut, whore, bitch. He probably likes humiliating you with those names. Of course, there’s other names he calls you in bed: baby, sweetheart, schatz…

— When you’re on top, which was very rare. He’d whine underneath you, telling you he didn’t like when you’re on top but he secretly did. He liked watching your breasts bouncing in his face.

— He likes trying new positions, but his all time favorites are doggy style or missionary. He likes watching your ass bouncing in time with his thrusts and watching tears run down your face.

— His aftercares are soo good. He would prepare you a warm bath and carry you (You promised you could walk. thats a lie. But he insisted on carrying you.)

— If he went too hard and made you use the safe word you two put. He would be so mad at himself, he would get up, get dressed and leave without you knowing where. He comes back with bags in his hands. He’d get you things you like and stuff that comforts you and shower you with kisses.

[kxlitz]

Hi, i'm loving your work, you're so talented. I was wondering if you could do an arguing with the Kaulitz twins (separate) HC please? ❤

I sure can!! Tysm for the request ִ ࣪𖤐

✶ Arguing with the Kaulitz Twins ✶

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★ Bill Kaulitz ★

Let’s start softly

This may have been said many, many, many times but it’s true. You guys rarely fight, but! When it comes to little arguments over some petty topics I’m afraid it’s the opposite.

It never lasts long.

You accidentally pulled a loose thread on his silk shirt? He’s going to pout about it for the next thirty minutes

You stepped on him? He will dramatically say you’re plotting against him

Missed a chord on stage? Oh he will be genuinely annoyed for a little while

When it comes to serious arguments though, you need something big to anger him so badly.

It would start just like your usual bickering. Making petty remarks at each other and someetimes avoiding the main issue.

Once his face drops and he goes completely serious you know it's about to go down.

Bill can be very pigheaded so he will stick to his point no matter what. He likes being right just as he likes being in control.

He's the type to speak really fast and cut your word because he feels the need to explain himself.

Is very consious of what he says though, he will never say something hurtful that he doesn't mean.

It's a different story if he actually means it. He's brutally honest and if you did something bad he will tell you without sugarcoating it, even if it can come across as rude.

Bill can take a lot in but there's always a point where he breaks, it's normal.

Look he's not a rude person at all, but he's not one to let things slide either.

A flaw of his is that he may say a hundred things at once and expect you to listen through but there's times when one of your first replies will make him cry or freak out right away. Ofc not always but it's one of the things Bill would need to work on.

He is not that aggressive but is VERY defensive.

Bill doesn't like conflict though, this is really a worst case scenario where something comes up and you guys need to argue it out.

Friendly reminder that it is necessary in relationships to argue from time to time as long as it stays healthy.

If the argument gets too heated Bill prefers that you both part ways for a couple hours to cool down. Then you discuss again after re-arranging your thoughts.

At the end of the day he never meant wrong, he just wants to fix whatever came up.

Bill would feel terrible after you fight. He genuinely fears you’ll leave him or start hating him.

Would not apologize instantly because his pride plays a big game, but give it some minutes or an hour; worst case a day and he will come back sobbing and asking for your forgiveness, expressing how much he loves you and how he never meant to fight.

You’re the type to be angry at each other but still cuddle at night.

Hug him and tell him he's valid please.

☆ Tom Kaulitz ☆

Tom, Tom, Tom

Believe it or not, Tom becomes quite submissive when he's very emphatuated with someone.

He really is at your mercy.

Yet it doesn't change the fact that he's a bit of a hot-head and just like Bill, he likes when he's right.

Let's not forget Tom was a bit of a punk activist growing up. You get what I mean when I say that be likes to get his point across. (Y'all need to read Bill's book if you speak/understand german it's a GEM. There's also a girl narrating some of it in spanish on YT :)

Unfortunately, arguments do happen often. Sometimes it’s really nothing but other times it can get pretty ugly.

When you guys are mad at each other everyone knows that it's better to leave you be because it will get loud.

Your fights range from small discussions that you have often to actual screaming matches when it gets bad.

It's inevitable for the both of you to raise your voices as each other in these cases.

The reasons may vary. It can be miscommunication, ESPECIALLY in 2006-8 when you were still young teens experiencing the world of fame.

Jealousy, for sure. I can see Tom being skilled enough at hiding it but he’s very possessive still.

And well, it’s still Tom. Again if you focus on his earlier years of fame the amount of girls throwing themselves at him can definitely be a cause of conflict.

Unless you’re very chill about it.

There’s definitely still possessiveness on Tom’s side.

I feel like neither of you would really know how to process the frustration.

A little thing to take into consideration is that you’d be the couple that argues, yell that you hate each other and then 10 minutes later you’ll be back to normal and never speak of it again.

Which you need to work on.

It’s because of this very reason that some of your fighting topics can be repetitive.

From what the twins have confessed, they could get pretty aggressive with their surroundings.

Tom would never, NEVER, raise a hand at you. No need to worry.

But the items around him can’t say the same.

He’s the kind of person that feels the anger in him build up physically and needs some release. When he’s fuming, in the worst of scenarios some tables would be kicked or some object would fly around. Just never at you.

This habit does get worked on throughout time though, he matures and grows.

The only physical fight that would ever go down is a pillow fight. Or play fights. Or in bed. But that’s another story.

A bit similar to Bill, Tom needs some time to cool off, just does it more impulsively.

He would walk out sometimes because it’s far too overwhelming.

Makeup sex is a big thing in your relationship.

Tom would love to express himself better and talk things through he simply needs help doing it.

Maybe you’re the help he needs.

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Kissing hcs for bill pls 😮‍💨

(you ask and you shall receive! I try me best man 😔)

Kissing Bill Kaulitz HC's

This mother fucker is smug

In kisses he probably smirks into them

Has bitten your bottom lip a few times just because

He just felt like it and it wasn't a hard bite

Rarely kisses with tongue

It has to be a very deep makeouts session for him to do that

Or a very hard kiss

And if it was in makeouts you mean…

The knee thing!

The knee thing!

Probably would lean above you, holding your cheek and kissing you

Like laying you in your back

And if you do the same for him, he's gonna be frozen but absolutely will melt into it

Has his hand on your hip or probably resting under your shirt on your side

Kisses in the beginning started out stiff and weird for him

But as you guys ease into it they got better

More passionate and intimate

You guys don't full on kiss in public, but would sneak off and kiss in some corner when you guys could

Would kiss on stage though if he felt like it

Maybe sneaking in a kiss in-between songs

Puts his hand in your hair as he holds the back of your neck to pull you in the kiss him

It's amazing man

Kisses your jaw a lot I feel like

More of a "wraps his arms around your waist" kind of guy when kissing

Like he's sitting on a chair or maybe on the hotel bed and looking up to kiss you

Probably kisses your shoulders when he stands behind you when you're doing something

Is not pushy with kisses

Likes when you press kisses all over his face

He'll do it back to you

Paparazzi has gotten a few kissing pictures of you guys

When you guys pull back and he sees the cameras he just smiles and waves at them before kissing them again and leaving to find a new hiding spot

Tom has gotten tired of the gushy kisses a lot

Gustav and Georg sometimes as well

Bill flips them off then does it again

It's pretty fun if you ask me

[billskeis]

Hiiiii, um I'm not sure if this is too much but could you do Bill kaulitz smut win his big poofy hair era with a reader that has like super curly like fluffy hair, and he like pulls in it while there having y'know, fun, it's okay if not but thank you so much :)))

ᡣ𐭩 bill's love for fluffy hair

“okay guys huddle up! we’re gonna play truth or dare!!” one of the girls at the house party shouted loud enough that her voice boomed throughout the first floor.

“c’mon bill! let’s go play,” you grab his hand, leading him to the large circle of bodies that surrounded the living room.

it was just a casual weekend where you and the band got together with a couple of other friends your age to just simply hang out. tom was doing his own thing, hanging with both the guys and the gals that came around, georg was with his girlfriend and gustav was content by himself..

with a liquor bottle..

it wasn’t news to anyone about you and bill dating. both being lead singers of the hottest bands right now, hot, spunky, and the sexiest voices anyone could’ve ever heard this time of year!

you sat down beside a girl you’ve meet a couple times backstage during concerts. she’s really cute you thought, greeting her, the two of you peck each others cheeks saying little ‘hi’s after one another.

bill has a grip on your hand where your fingers are interlocked, you turn to look at him pouting at you. giggling, you think about how he gets jealous really easily, even if you don’t swing that way, the little things seem to just get to him.

you place a gentle kiss on his forehead, leaving him flushed.

“mmm okay let’s start with.. y/n! truth or dare?” tom asks,

“dare!”

“alrightalright, write something embarrassing on your body with a sharpie..!”

scoffing, you raise an eyebrow at the silly dare.

“surely you have something better than that,”

“hey, we’re just getting started y/n”

he tosses a black marker over in your direction and you catch it with ease. you pop off the cap by using your mouth and hand the marker over to your boyfriend.

a bunch of “ooo’s” and “ahh’s” filled the room as bill looked at you in shock, you can hear tom and georg cheer slightly while everyone else was giggling and laughing.

“go ahead babe, write something embarrassing,” winking at bill, he swallows a hard lump down his throat, sweat beginning to form upon his forehead.

“matter of fact, why doesn’t everyone write something! but choose your words wisely, i won’t hesitate to beat someone’s ass.”

placing his hand on your shoulder for leverage, bill leans his head a little closer to your neck to write what he thought was embarrassing.

he feels an uncomfortable tightness grow in his pants. the volume of your hair to which it reaches, lets a curl of your hair touch his forehead, tickling it.

it was also one of the rare occasions where you let your natural hair be. soft curls that adorned your face, draping down your shoulders. you had always straightened your hair as much as bill uses his hairspray.

one can wonder how your hair stays healthy with how much heat you put onto it, but you know how to take care of it.

heaving in a deep breath, bill inhales the scent to which your shampoo left. it smelled, clean and fresh, like that of lavender and roses. he couldn’t tell, but just knew it smelled good.

you had showered earlier that morning, bill reminiscing it. having walked in on you to grab his eyeliner and fix up his makeup, not that you minded it much because you’ve been dating a while now.

watching you through the reflection of the mirror, watching as the water seeps through the scalp of your head, through your hair, and down your soft and supple skin.. falling upon the curve of your back and—

“bill?? are you done??” you ask him, slightly concerned.

“o-oh! right.. yeah ‘m done..” he hands over the marker to the girl sitting opposite to you.

you can’t see what he wrote due to the inability of the human body physically unable to bend your neck far enough, but you couldn’t really care less as to what bill had wrote.

the marker had been passed down from figure to figure, and everyone was finished up writing. there was about ten more people in that circle, which took up quite a lot of time.

snickers and quiet laughter filled up the room, you were really curious as to what people wrote on you in the areas you were unable to see.

but on that where you could, you could see “bitch” and “whore” spelled on your body. rolling your eyes, you laugh and flick away the marker in tom’s direction hitting his face knowing he wrote one of those.

“ow!! what was that for y/n 🥹🥹”

“don’t act stupid tom.. i’m gonna go see what the rest of you fuckers wrote.”

you really did not care as to what anybody wrote, shit like this didn’t get to your head because in all honesty, it was kinda true, in your rockstar nature, of course. just pure curiosity to see it is all.

“i’ll be back baby,” you kiss bill’s cheek, “wait for me kay?”

he just sat there, looking up at you as you stood up and adjusted your dress to walk towards the bathroom down the hall.

a few seconds later, a figure follows you.

pushing aside the hair that hid your neck, you look into the mirror to see what bill had wrote on you.

‘meine liebe <3’

pft, that’s not embarrassing at all, laughing to yourself. endearing if anything. bill probably wrote it not because he thought you wouldn’t be able to handle the insults that decorated your body with black ink, but because he just really really liked you and it hurts him to play rough like that.

for now.

as you’re about to exit the washroom, you open the door and are immediately shoved back into the tight space of the tiled room. “what the fu—”

“shhh meine liebe, i don’t want the others to hear us..”

it was bill. despite you telling him to wait, it seemed as though he had other plans. he left harsh kisses on the bare skin where ink hadn’t stained you, filling the empty space of your body with hickeys.

“b-bill! mmph, people are gonna see..”

“yeah? let them see, let them see how what they wrote is in accordance with who you are,”

he pushes you gently against the bathroom counter, allowing you to slightly sit on the edge of the top for leverage, wrapping your arms around his neck as he assaults your neck and chest with his mouth leaving sloppy wet kisses.

purple and blue bruises finding its way onto you.

using his knee, he parts between your legs. one arm is placed onto the curve of your back while the other slips it’s way under your dress, fingers pressing into your heat while he moves the fabric that gaps the contact of your skin together in circles.

“oh gott.. i can feel how wet you are already, so needy hm?”

“w-well.. when you do that, i can’t help it,”

unconsciously, you find yourself grinding onto his hand and he obviously amused by this. pulling the lip of your panties to the side, bill swiftly inserts two of his fingers into your heat.

“agh..! no warning..?” you yelp,

bill just grins and tilts his head at you, putting on a facade of fake sympathy and pity, beginning to drag his fingers in and out of your cunt slowly,

“pretty lil’ pussy was just askin’ for it.. couldn’t help myself,”

“hair looks beautiful by the way,”

“hahh.. thank you..”

he places soft kisses on your lips, after each compliment that spills out of your body while he slowly finger fucks you. at some point he took out his fingers and pulled your panties down to your knees.

this gives him easier access to rub your clit while his fingers are also inside of you.

“so pretty.. so soft.. you should leave your hair like this even more.”

curling his fingers into your g spot, your body jolts into his, your head leaning forward into his chest, forehead resting on his shoulder as you attempt to quiet down your moans.

simultaneously, bill thumbs your clit in circles, painfully slow. drool threatens to spill out your mouth as you then bit your lip and using your hands once more to keep the moans at bay.

a throbbing to your head as bill has your hair in a tight grasp, “ugh fuck.. you feel so good in my hands—don’t hide your moans schatzi, i wanna hear em..”

“you just told me to be quiet..!”

“well, yeah. for me to hear but not them :) please? wanna hear the pretty noises you make.”

all he could do was smile at you as he begins to thrust his digits into your pussy at an animalistic pace. squealing, you feel the knot in your stomach become tighter as bill’s grip on your hair does too.

“f-fuck bill nngh.. ‘m gonna come,”

“naughty.. you clench harder every time i touch your hair,”

patting your head, he caresses the top of it as he motions his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, abusing that spongey spot leaving your legs feeling like jelly, almost about to fall onto the floor but he keeps you up with the arm that fucks into you.

you attempt to push him away with what little strength you had, but he only shoves his body closer to you as he speeds up the pace of his fingers overstimulating you.

“b-bill.. enough,”

“but look at how you’re sucking me in!”

bill can’t help but giggle and laugh at how pathetic you are under him. you’re so cute like this! all out of breath and sensitive, he found that every time he pulls or tugs on your hair while fingering you, your cunt cannot help but clench around him.

he’ll have to keep that in mind when the time comes around and he gets to fuck you.

“come liebling.. come while i finger fuck you. just f’me, pretty girl.. my slut, all mine..”

his chin now rests atop of yours, tilting his head a bit down to inhale the scent of flowers, taking it all in along with how fluffy and soft your hair feels on his face.

your body convulses and shakes under his touch as bill jerks his fingers into you. a squelching sound can be heard throughout the small bathroom, hopefully unable to be heard from those outside. you bite your lip so hard to hinder the moan that you swear you bit a cut into your mouth.

“perfect.. you’re so perfect like this baby.. you did amazing..”

bill lets you ride your orgasm out on his fingers, fingers still inside you as his thumb fully positioned where your clit is rubbed as you motion your body. thighs clamping around his limb as to not let go.

as he removes his fingers from your cunt, you whine at the cold feeling of air and emptiness that hit your heat.

taking his fingers into his mouth, he licks up your juices that coats his hand as if it were nectar, like honey, as if it was the last thing he was going to eat. tired, your body falls onto bill’s as he brings you into a hug, rubbing your back.

your body melts within his touch, you don’t wanna move but you didn’t want people to find out what you and bill just did, so you gotta act as though everything’s normal.

bill pulls your panties back up as you adjust your dress. he takes off his sweater to drape it over your body to hide your hickeys. but really, it’s not hiding anything and it also just makes it more obvious as you and bill did something in the washroom.

the two of you basically left the room together. because as soon as bill left to follow you, they all planned to be sneaky and nosy to see what the two of you were up to.

“good job princess, let’s head back out, ja?”

you just nod, humming. cheeks all flushed and shy from what just happened. you intertwine your hands with his as you both exit the bathroom, unlocking the once locked door. only to be meet with a pair of eyes, actually, a lot.

everyone was standing outside the washroom. waiting for you and bill, to.. finish. smiles were shared, eye contact was made.

tom, gustav and georg, well.. they were definitely cheering for their lead singer. your band also hyping you up for the action you so-called do not get.

“well shit.”

[d0wn-in-the-morgue]

haii! :3 haiiii XD haiiiiii >_<

[just-a-girl-07]

Devilish early 2003

[glitterinmyveinss]

toxic! Tom Kaulitz x reader

TW: mentions of toxic behavior and alcohol

as we all know, he's a womanizer for sure

anytime you go on tour w him there's a bunch of girls crowding the bus yelling his name

once one of them threw her bra at him n you got pissed n started cussing her out

it got really escalated and bill n gustav had to hold you back

tom thought it was hot tho n made sure the girl knew that he was yours by giving you a kiss on the head after

"you looked so cool! like a hot WWE girl"

you were still insanely mad but couldn't help but laugh at that

he's always slightly flirty at meet and greets and when you confront him, he tries to play it off w "but babe you're my actual girlfriend. they're just some fans." and ngl, it works.

you know when he goes to the club w bill,georg, and gustav he cheats on you but no one's ever admitted it

you caught him in the act once when bill asked if you could pick them up

you felt so sick and disgusted but still gave them a ride home obv

he tried cuddling w you that same night saying that he loved you sm n that you're the only who gets him

you just sat there emotionless. he didn't even know that you saw him

when you guys fight it's messy

yelling, screaming, accusations. all of it

normally one of you storms out.

but you can't help but go back

with the thousand dollar presents, the sweet words he says in his apologies tugging at your heart, and the way he looks at you, how could you not?

he's also extremely possesvie and jealous which is so ironic

anytime he sees you talking to any guy that's not georg, bill, or gustav, he instantly goes right by your side n waits till you introduce him

won't let you go anywhere alone. sometimes it's cute, other times it's super annoying

on the rare occasion you go to a party w him, he's always got his eyes on you

depending on what he drank that night, he'll be really sappy n affectionate

he'll just go on and on about how he's so grateful for you n how he dosent know why or how you stay w him

sometimes you wonder the same

but when he protects and saves you from all the bad things in your life, n makes you feel like the only girl in the world, you remember why.

also that makeup sex >>

yall i've been binging jersey shore n ronni n sammi are annoying me SO MUCH but they're so real 😔 so this "fic" is inspired by their relationship on the show lol

[thisfeelingyourname]

possession principle.

' i know everything... i know it all... '

bill kaulitz x roman reigns smut | 2.7k words | minors dni | images taken from pinterest cw: explicit, dirty talk, daddy kink, post-break up sex, fingering, finger sucking, partially clothed sex, jealousy, D/s undertones, spit as lube, public bathroom sex, lingerie ' the story never changes, the ending always the same so why does he keep forgetting who he belongs to? '

Roman is pissed.

This friends with benefits shit was supposed to be between them and only them, but he's not sure when the rules changed and seeing Bill at this party now, lounging around pretty in some asswipe's lap is making Roman grit his teeth in agitation.

He's normally not the possessive type. His exes are the ones that get crazy over him catting around, but now the tables have turned and Roman has no interest in eating humble pie. He'd rather get what he wants and what he wants has his hands washing through that guy's hair, letting his mouth a little too close to his and it's agonizing to watch, Roman's stomach churning in revulsion. It's nauseating and he abandons his drink on the table, politely excusing himself to his guests as he leaves the VIP section, his gaze dangerous as Bill's features become fuller underneath the neon darkness the closer he gets to him.

For a second Roman wonders if Bill has any idea of what's coming to him, or if he even cares and as if in reply Bill glances up from his man of the hour and locks eyes with Roman, his expression confused initially before he recognizes him, his eyes widening and his mouth gaped in surprise. If Roman didn't know any better he would swear he saw a flash of fear in that lovely face and a smirk turns on his lips then, devilish as he waltzes up to the two of them, his attention only on Bill and Bill feels it as he automatically stands to his heels, swallowing as if he were ashamed, as if he knows what's going to happen next.

"Didn't think I'd see you here," Roman starts, all casual and smiles, the fire brewing hard down beneath. Bill offers a weak laugh and a toss of his pretty blond hair, attempting to hide the embarrassment smeared red across his face. "Same."

Bill's guy is at a loss for words, slightly drunk and also a little scared of what he's witnessing in front of him and he slips away, leaving Bill to fend for himself. This is their mess after all. Why bring someone else in to make it even messier?

The music suddenly feels unbearably loud and suddenly Bill feels too small in his too high heels, pitiful and disgraced beneath Roman's scorn. He isn't sure what to do so he takes a step forward, lightly squeezing a manicured hand to Roman's arm and feels him stiffen.

"Baby, you can't be serious," Bill pouts, growing exasperated with the situation. He looks at Roman then, watches the darkening of his eyes as he feels a sharp tug at the hem of his blouse that forces him chest to chest with Roman, the energy between them ominous. Roman brings his lips to the shell of Bill's ear, his hand still gripping his blouse. "I'm about to show you just how fucking serious I am, Bill," the words branding themselves into his skin.

He's done for.

Bill can't remember the last time he got fucked in a bathroom, but he's fairly certain Roman was the one that fucked him then and he's going to be the one to do it again tonight. He doesn't mind the aggression, the warning rising in the way that Roman is kissing him right now, his teeth grating against Bill's bottom lip like he wants to taste blood. It's scathing and Bill apologizes with his mouth brushed hot against Roman's, desire fanning desire as his hands spread themselves down the length of Roman's back, the hem of his dress shirt twisting up between Bill's fingers.

"You fucking left me on seen for that?" whispers Roman after another kiss, full of venom, dipping his head down to draw a wet stripe along Bill's throat with his tongue. Bill snorts, eyes lilting closed as he turns his head to let Roman do what he does, a bemused smile cracked upon his lips.

Roman is such a baby.

"For what, Daddy?" Bill replies sweetly, his breath hitching when Roman digs his knee between Bill's legs, silencing him, the move scattering goosebumps through Bill's body. Roman lifts his head to look at Bill, his expression unforgiving while he starts to undo Bill's faux leather pants. "You play stupid too fucking much," he spits before he twists Bill around, planting him cheek first against the cool concrete of the bathroom wall.

'At least this one is high class', Bill shrugs, never minding Roman's hands grasping at his chest, his fingers teasing at Bill's nipple rings. He sighs into Roman's touch, all of his body following suit, eager to appease his beloved's sexual frustration for the night. He feels Roman bring the weight of his body against his, his arms wrapping around him with a gentleness that Bill wasn't expecting, butterflies swelling honey in his heart.

He doesn't say anything then, caressing his fingers along Roman's arm before lowering a kiss to his hand, forgiving him. It's heart breaking, the music a deafening pulse, the bass beating into them as they stand alone together locked in a bathroom stall, in love with each other and absolutely terrible over it.

"You know I love you, Billa," Roman admits softly. He means it, of course, curving another delicate kiss to Bill's throat, the feeling in his his chest nearly bringing him to tears. "I know, Daddy," Bill promises him, wishing that he had never left Roman on seen. It's hard to stay mad at someone as beautiful as Bill, at someone as precious as Bill, with his heart sweeter than sun and Roman swallows rough, pulling away from him as he starts to peel Bill's pants down to his ankles. He scoffs then when he notices that delicate black lace sitting so lusciously across Bill's ass, tempting him.

Roman purses his lips, drawing in a careful breath, need practically knocking him to his knees. He licks his lips, lazily palming the growing bulge in his pants and enjoying the flush of goosebumps dotting Bill's skin as he continued to face the wall knowing how obscene he looks right now. "Bend over a lil' and show me your cunt," Roman tells Bill, his voice unusually calm and predictably Bill whips his head around, gawking at him. "What?"

Roman doesn't flinch, instead reaching forward to fist a handful of blond hair, threatening to yank Bill's head back. "I said," he intoned, the words ground out harsh against Bill's ear, "...bend over a little and show me your cunt."

Bill's stomach knots with butterflies after that digging his teeth into his lip to keep from moaning aloud. He does as he's told, the bottoms of his heels clicking against the tile floor as he positions himself, leaning forward as he hooks shaking fingers around the waistband of his underwear. He shivers, all at once feeling vulnerable yet protected beneath Roman's watch, like he's the only one, his mouth running dry as he trails the fabric down further and further, until they drop to his ankles.

His dick twitches when he hears a small sound of pleasure from behind him and Bill exhales, his breath rattling through his knees as he slowly opens himself up to Roman, his mouth hanging open from the ache blistering between his legs and his dick already wet with precome. "D-daddy," Bill gasps out, pressing his forehead hard against the wall, already feeling as if he could burst into flame. "Please."

There's a moment of silence that unnerves Bill, but it quickly unravels into relief when he feels knowing hands touch his ass, gathering precious skin. He smiles then, hearts flitting about in his eyes when he feels Roman's mouth hot against his skin, kissing him there and there, stopping purposefully at the swell of his ass.

"My beautiful girl," Roman sighs, admiration kissed into rose red skin, his hands fanning themselves across Bill's thighs. Bill nods his head, gladly marrying himself to Roman's touch, a moan caught in his throat when he feels Roman gently glide two of his fingers over his hole, the sensation searing wildfire through his bones as he feels Roman's mouth against his throat, a delightful grin spreading itself across Roman's face.

"So pretty and so pink," he murmurs, taunting him, allowing his fingers inside of Bill's body. The feeling is almost enough to make Bill fucking crazy, his nails leaving half moons into his flesh and the haughty little bitch act he had in the beginning now long gone, revealing him to be nothing more than a desperate, wanting mess that needs Roman more than Roman could ever know, but Bill is okay with giving up, the story between them never changing, always ending the same.

Roman is so good about it, too, prying a few of his fingers into Bill's mouth while he screws a couple more in and out of his ass, reveling in that delicious tightening around them that he knows will feel a million times better around his dick. He's got Bill tamed for now though, turning him out good and proper, the backtalk being fucked right out of him as he moans perfectly against Roman's fingers, his legs practically numb from the pleasure flooding beautifully through him. It's enough to blur his vision, beads of tears starting to form as he whimpers pleadingly, brown eyes blissed out and focused only on Roman, his fate and forever.

"Too much for you, beautiful?" asks Roman, almost teasingly, fast to slip his fingers out of Bill's mouth and pausing to let the other kiss each one, slow and deliberate like they were something sacred. The gesture pleases Roman who happily obliges Bill when he assures him that's he's okay, keep going please, their lips meeting again and again, butterflies and yes god yes bled between every kiss. Roman is a little more patient now despite how hard he is, his hand cradled around Bill's throat while he continues to fuck him with the other, two of his fingers working in and out Bill's hole with a masterful ease.

He's still just as tight after all these months apart and inwardly Roman is golden with pride, maybe Bill wasn't running around loose like he had suspected or maybe he was just waiting for Roman to remind him of who he really belongs to. "I-it's not, it's not enough," Bill confesses, miserable, strands of blond hair clinging to his forehead as he turns to face Roman, cheeks stained love red and gorgeous and Roman is smitten, unable to do little else but nudge a kiss to Bill's temple, his fingers still knuckle deep inside of the man he loves.

"I know, pretty," he whispers with understanding, adoring the flutter of goosebumps underneath his hand when he takes it away from Bill's throat. He tells Bill to unbutton his blouse and Bill moves accordingly, everything in him aching for Roman. He winces, making a fitful noise when he feels Roman remove his fingers from inside of him, already missing them as he braces himself, his hands planted flat against the wall.

He closes his eyes and takes in a long, shuddering breath, his heart singing when he hears the clink of Roman's belt unfastening, the zip of his pants coming undone, the light scuff of his shoes as he moves his body closer, it's all enough to make Bill's mouth water in anticipation, his hole already twitching, needing to be full in a way only Roman can do for him. Bill feels the heat of Roman's body against his, it's intoxicating, holding him captive as he finds his wrists behind him, the rest of him touching the wall with Roman looming over him, his lips dotting at the corner of Bill's mouth.

"We're gonna do it my way tonight, princess," Roman tells him, the tone of his voice sparking wildfire in Bill's belly and he's ready, so fucking ready it feels like he can't stay still, every nerve writhing with desire.

And it feels like a miracle when Roman drags the head of his dick over Bill's ass, streaks of white coloring that perfect place and Roman is in heaven, keeping Bill's wrists locked in place with one hand while keeping him steady with the other, his fingers imprinted themselves onto Bill's waist. Roman takes a moment to savor what's always been his, a victorious smirk on his lips when he hears Bill cry for him, pushing his ass back against his dick, absolutely wrecked for him. He decides to turn him out even more, spitting on the crease of Bill's ass, letting his saliva trickle down before using his dick to rub it into Bill's hole, his smirk fast turning to a grin when a sweet little groan is let out, Bill's mouth left open with panting, broken breaths.

"Said we were gonna do it my way, didn't I, beautiful?" Roman lovingly reminds him, not even wanting a response as he inches his dick inside, sucking in a breath and swearing to himself from how good it fucking feels to be fucking Bill. Bill answers him anyway, tightening up around him greedy, the air knocked out of his lungs when he feels Roman bring him back against his dick, making Bill take every inch. Bill can hardly stand at this point and the best part hasn't even begun. "D… daddy," Bill begs, urgency coloring his voice, his knees already buckling. An appreciative sound rumbles low in Roman's chest then as his fingers trace themselves up and down Bill's spine, remembering him.

"I know, pretty," he says again, now sifting his fingers through dirty blond roots, love rising to the surface as he leans in to place a kiss to the back of Bill's neck. "Daddy's gonna fuck you now."

It's like time stops for Bill when they have sex, like the world becomes only the two of them, red stringed and forever. The way Roman moves into him, hips smacking loudly against Bill's ass, again and again until Bill's eyes roll into the back of his head, the sense literally fucked out of him and all he can do is feel him, feel Roman take him, claim him, love him open into something beautiful, something new, something that weeps Roman's name as he hits that perfect spot just right once, twice and over again, making them both feel like heaven is a bathroom stall in midnight Miami.

They're so close to the end now, Roman's pace slowing as he tries to delay the inevitable, his head falling back with a pleasurable groan when he feels Bill tighten around him, wanting him so much closer as the orgasm burns hotter. It's dizzying and Roman releases Bill's wrists, heaving his body forward until the two of them are skin to skin, Roman's hand still firm on Bill's waist while the other is laced with Bill's against the wall as he fucks into him one last time, hard and rapid fire, burying his face in the heat of Bill's neck.

Bill doesn't let go of him, groping behind him with his free hand to stroke Roman's cheek, calling him towards him as they kiss dirty and wet, tied to the bone with one another, twin flames glinting in the trembling dark as the orgasm storms through them both, Bill crying out wild for Roman, the ringing in his ears feeling like euphoria when he feels Roman come inside of him, praising Bill with a final push of his hips, his hands searching frantic up Bill's stomach, bare skin streaked with come, then the center of his chest, pining him against him, full and heavy.

Bill allows Roman's way, cheeks sprinkled with tears as they stand there, out of breath and full of love, the night closing up around them. "I love you, Daddy," Bill says finally to the man he adores, his heart seeping warm with light. The pressure between them dissolves and Roman takes in a long breath and exhales, carefully turning Bill over so that he can look and look at him, his precious wonder, beautiful and his.

"Love you too, baby girl," he returns in kind, resting his forehead against the other's in devotion. They share a smile with one another then, secret and glowing as Bill opens his arms, welcoming Roman back home. They're sweaty, sated and maybe still just a little tipsy, but at least now Bill knows who he belongs to and it's the last time he'll ever forget it.

[coffe-book-club]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ sweet headcanons ɞ˚‧｡⋆

info: bill kaulitz x fem! reader

disclaimers: none in particular, just super sweet and fluff headcanons.

✧ bill loves physical contact, he likes walking with you hand in hand or arm in arm. he likes to gently caress your face and loves hugs madly. if you let him, he would spend most of his time in your arms. they make him feel safe and protected.

✧ his favorite dates are the ones where you are at your house or his house, this makes no difference to him. to prepare some biscuits, and then stay under the warm blankets, cuddled up to each other on the comfy and cozy sofa in front of the television. watching a movie, a sitcom or gilmore girls. munching on the biscuits you have prepared, which are sometimes slightly hard due to overcooking.

✧ in the evening when you are together, one of his absolute favorite things is to do skin care with you. he likes the feeling of the soft brush passing over his face.

✧ you are his comfort person. he's completely comfortable with you and loves when you sit on his thighs and put makeup on his face or run the straightener through his long, soft black hair.

✧ bill is a very sweet and generous guy, he would do anything for you. when you go out together you can't even say that you like something, that he buys it for you immediately. he doesn't care if you tell him that you don't actually need it or that he shouldn't spend money on you, he only does this because he wants to see you happy.

✧ a favorite thing of yours is spending entire afternoons in his bedroom or yours. drinking hot herbal teas, having long gossips and painting each other's nails.

✧ since bill loves physical contact, when you sleep together his face is always resting on your chest or vice versa. with your arms wrapped around your bodies and your legs tangled together.

✧ if bill wakes up before you (which rarely happens lmao) he always makes you breakfast. a good coffee with milk or iced coffee, with soft and warm pancakes or a slice of apple pie with brown sugar and cinnamon on top.

hii ☕ how are you? yesterday afternoon i went to the christmas markets with my best friend, and in addition to having bought ‘vladimir nabokov's lolita’ i also bought a sort of bauble for the christmas tree, in the shape of lollipop with a gingerbread man and a bell. it's too cute! 😩🫶🏻 i've also started rewatching gilmore girls, it's my comfort show. i apologize in advance for any spelling or grammatical errors, but english is not my native language. xoxo flo.