#gustav you're a pussy

[yaoi-instigator]

cannot stop drawing this freak i might be cooked

[monawriteslol]

HI HELLO so in an episode of tokio hotel tv tom said that he finds squirting hot 👀👀 could you write something with overstimulated and squirting for him? Maybe after a concert or a night out wherr the reader kept teasing him

a/n: i had like 2 other requests like this but with georg and gustav so i decided to just write short headcannon like drabbles for all 3 😭 i hope thats alright </3

content warning (s): mean!tom, degrading talk, dirty talk, servicedom!gustav, praise, implied overstimulation

𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

champ of making you squirt accidentally

his cock is just too big. too much for your poor little cunt. and he knows it so he always makes sure to make sure you're prepared.

four orgasms later, a mess of your cum on his face and fingers, and he's finally sinking that beautiful, fat cock into you.

his eyes are locked on the way you swallow him, your warm little cunt sticky and twitching around him the deeper he goes. he waits for any sign that it hurts, that you need him to pause so you can take a break.

but it never comes.

instead, he feels you spasm underneath him, your walls licking around him like a vice as you wail. your legs kick and your back arches, your pretty lips letting out mindless cries of pleasure all while he's completely frozen, balls deep in your clenching little pussy.

no matter how many times it happens, he's always astounded. as if he's never able to get used to the way you so easily lose your mind over his cock.

you squirt all over him, coating his abs in an erotic sheen of your cum. he always stays still, lidded eyes watching you ride out the orgasm he didn't even try to give you.

"i hope you're not done," he grunts, "'cause now i'm gonna make you cum."

and he needs to cum real bad after seeing you lose yourself on his cock like some easy little slut.

𝐆𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫

makes you squirt because he just wants you to feel good

two thick fingers stuffed inside your precious little cunt as you sat on his lap was the perfect way to spend your night. it had just been intended to be a movie and cuddle night but being finger fucked by your beautiful boyfriend was a much better alternative.

despite the palpable shyness that came with being completely nude while he was fully clothed, you still willfully spread your legs for him to play with your pussy.

you whine his name, back arching as your eyes rolled back in your head before realizing how badly you wanted to watch. with your head hanging between your shoulders, your wide eyes took in every perfect movement.

his pretty fingers spread your folds, circling your clit before slowly and carefully sinking into your pussy. your mouth falls open at the feeling and the sight of being stretched open.

with his chin resting on your shoulder, he watches his own fingers come out coated in your thick, creamy juices before fucking them back into your sticky little hole.

it was loud and lewd, the sound of your messy little pussy swallowing his fingers. but he didn’t seem to care, his hard cock pressing against your ass was definitely throbbing in arousal.

“‘m gonna cum,” you breathlessly warn, reaching down to wrap your hand around his wrist.

he hummed in your ear, “go ahead, show me how this pretty pussy cums, baby.”

his filthy words brought you to your end immediately. you wail out in pleasure, thighs twitching, your cunt squeezing his fingers so hard he had to pull them out.

as soon as he did, you gushed everywhere. he moaned at the sight of you squirting all over his lap. he played with your clit, moaning and whimpering in your ear the harder you came until you finally pushed him away.

he laughed softly at the sight of your twitching and trembling through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“good girl,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple, “my good girl, so pretty...”

𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

overstims you into squirting until you're in tears and begging him to stop

"ah, ah," he scolds, a sadistic little grin plastered across his face at the sight of you trembling beneath him.

there were tears in your eyes, just what he loved to see. when you cried because of him, because of the pleasure only he could bring you to.

"you were just teasin' me in front of everyone," he snarls, "made me come home just to play with this filthy little cunt. now you're tryin' to run away? you know better."

you whimper, letting your legs fall open again just to hear the half-hearted praise he lets out at the sight of your pretty pussy on display for him once again.

when he stuffs his cock back into your pussy, you squeal and kick your legs out. you feel so sensitive from the numerous orgasms he's already fucked out of your poor little cunt.

but he wasn't letting up, not even letting you breathe even as you twitched and wailed at the overstimulation. he angled his hips just right, practiced movements that allowed his pelvic bone to grind against your clit just right.

your eyes rolled back in your head, your walls squeezing down around him as another orgasm washed over you.

"messy little whore," he snaps, teeth gritted as he watches you squirt, coating his abs in your cum like the good little girl you were.

you laid there twitching and trembling, cunt spasming around his still hard cock. large, calluses hands smoothed down your body, licking eyes with your tired, dazed ones that were rimmed with tears.

"you know we're not done though," he breathes, slowing starting to move again, "you know that right, dumb girl?"

[chadillacboseman]

The knife/blood play with Doc was rlly good, would u be willing to make a part 2 or maybe Doc doing something else (impact or perhaps bondage)?

OH WE ARE SO BACK-

Pairing: Doc x F!Reader Warnings: Oh boy! Bondage, knifeplay, a lil slap here and there. Doc being a condescending jackoff lol. I blacked out when I wrote this and when I came to there were so many horny words on the page. Just a blatant display of my mental illness projected onto a screen. I had to put like the ENTIRETY of this under a cut because it's VERY NSFW lol.

Your legs are shaking and you feel as if your chest is going to explode from the way your heart hammers away at your ribcage. Gustave has your ankles bound to the legs of the chair, effectively keeping your legs splayed wide for him.

He stalks around the chair and you watch with apprehension as the light glints off of the blade he clutches in his hand. You teeter on the razor edge between scared and unbearably aroused, your mind in a white hot haze.

This isn't the first time the two of you have done something like this, but the bindings are new.

"Are you afraid?" Gustave whispers as he drags the blunt end of the knife along your shoulder. You tremble slightly and he grins, shark-like.

When you don't answer, he chuckles and kneels in front of you, his dark eyes shining in the overhead light. Slowly, he brings his mouth between your legs and you whimper as his breath fans over the tender skin of your inner thighs.

"Let me help you find your voice," Gustave purrs. He runs his tongue along your already soaked slit and pauses to suck gently at your clit.

You moan his name and he grins against you before adding a finger that makes you see bright white. You're too lost in his motions between your legs to notice when he raises the knife to your upper thigh. A quick cut makes you cry out in earnest as the blood spills down your leg and onto the chair.

Gustave looks up at you with punch drunk and hazy eyes; he moves from your pussy to the wound and runs his flattened tongue over it, collecting the blood before groaning and closing his eyes as he swallows.

You watch with your breath trapped in your chest as his throat bobs. The sharp pain fades to a dull ache as he returns his mouth to between your legs. You try to buck against him and he tuts in disapproval before taking a nip at your clit that makes you yelp.

Gustave is torturing you on purpose, letting you come to the cusp of release before backing off. It's enough to drive you mad, but you won't give him the satisfaction of begging.

You whine pathetically when he pulls away just as you're about to topple over the edge and you swear under your breath.

"Such a dirty mouth," he says, rather condescendingly, "Maybe I'll keep you here for a few hours, hm?"

You don't answer and his broad hand connects with your cheek, just hard enough to shock you into a startled cry that makes him smirk. He waits for the safe word, wonders if he's crossed a line, but you don't give it.

"You liked that, didn't you?" Gustave tilts your chin up with the flat side of the knife and you nod wordlessly, "Use your words, ma cherie."

"Yes," you choke out the word and he takes the knife from your neck and moves it to your sternum.

The next cut is deeper and you cry out through gritted teeth as he returns his hand to your aching pussy. Warm blood spills down your chest and to your stomach as he pumps his fingers inside you.

"Should I let you cum?" he murmurs and your defiance washes away as if it's slipped the rung of the ladder it was climbing.

"Please," your lip quivers and he offers you a mock pout as he lowers his mouth to your pussy once more.

This time he eats like a man starved until he feels you clench around his fingers. You throw your head back and moan, which keeps your eyes off the blade that he brings to your other thigh. The final cut is deeper than he intended and you let out a genuine scream when the blade drags across your skin.

Gustave looks up with his brows knit low over his eyes in concern. He's sure he's crossed a line, but when your gaze finds his, you don't offer the safe word. Instead, you pull your lip between your teeth and he feels a jolt go straight to his cock.

He runs the flat side of the knife across the cut, collecting the bright crimson blood on the steel. He brings it to your mouth, the shining metal glinting as he hovers it there.

"Clean it," Gustave's voice is thick as he stands and watches expectantly.

You hesitate, and once again his hand connects with your face. You whimper and extend your tongue, running it along the blunt side of the knife until the blood pools on your tongue. He waits until you swallow and then smiles devilishly.

"Good girl."

His cock is aching as he watches you swallow. He wants so badly to cut the ropes and bend you over the chair. To fuck you until you're begging for mercy.

But the cuts need attention, and he can wait.

Gustave moves to deftly slice the ropes that hold your ankles, then your wrists. He runs his fingers soothingly over the marks left behind and you lean into him, sighing contentedly. He kisses the crown of your head before pulling away and finding the towel he has stashed away.

Carefully, he mops the blood from the wounds until the towel is stained red. He grimaces at the most recent one, silently admonishing himself for his carelessness.

"Are you alright?" he murmurs as he dabs at the cut until it stops bleeding.

You nod and he moves his hand up to stroke your face where he struck it earlier. He finds your gaze and cocks his head, as if to ask 'are you sure?'

"I'm fine, I promise," you smile weakly and he seems content, tossing the towel aside in favor of cupping your chin with his other hand.

"You did well, ma cherie," he smiles warmly, such a swift departure from the man he was just moments ago. His ability to switch in an instant never ceases to amaze you.

Gustave swipes his thumb across your lower lip then kisses you, soft and loving. He worries, even when you don't use the safe word- worries that he's crossed a line or overstepped a boundary. He doesn't want to hurt you, not genuinely anyway.

"I love you," he is sure to hold your gaze as he says it, still searching for a sign that he's done wrong.

"I love you, too."

You smile and he's satisfied.

[adissonsss]

PT1: Headcanons(NSFW) How Bill Kaulitz(any era) would be like in bed

Notes; This is a 150 like special! I know that 150 likes isn't at all much, but for me it is, considering I just started writing on tumblr like a week ago. Thank y'all SO MUCH!

•This post should be longer than the usual(😚❤)

•I only have 2(two) people for my current taglist.. Does anyone else want to be added?

•There is 3 sections for gender specified headcanons (male, fem, gn)

•Enjoy, much love💜💜!

•This man in bed is a switch(imo). He dislikes what you dislike and likes what you like

^(obviously if you piss him off or there's some other situation, he'll be a different guy but that's for later😛)

•With Bill as a dom, there's either a service dom, mean dom or soft dom...

^He's usually a service or soft, not wanting to deny you your usually given pleasure(s), give you any pain or sadness, and just overall hurt you in any way

•You can tell he's close and overstimulated becaue he stops talking in english, whines, and stutters in German

•Praise+dirty talk is what Bill is all about;

"You're doing so good for me, schatz." (🙏🏻💗)

"Ich liebe dich so sehr, meine liebe." (💜💜)

Fem section;

•Face-sitting. (I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL). He will die a happy and fed man between those legs of yours.

^"I'm too heavy..."

^"I'll hurt you.."

^"You wouldn't be able to breathe.."

^Yeah, about that.. Bill doesn't give a fuck, and doesn't wanna hear that bullshit again.

•Please, just give this man what he wants, which is your (actually his) pussy.

•He loves your cunt; he's licking, tugging, teasing, slobbering, and kissing, and whining all over the area

^(can and will cum from being in-between your legs just hearing your noises and tasting your sweet cum)

•He adores your tits and nips, no matter the size

•Loves them so much you'd probably start lactating from his constant affection(I'll make a seperate post abt this bc😚😚)

^(he believes in free the tits, but that's only because his hands and mouth get to become the bra)

•If you are smaller/shorter/skinner than him, he WILL have a size kink

^(pressing onto your stomach where he can barely see his bulge sticking out, comparing hand sizes while you see stars, shoving you into positions you can't even fathom)

•Spells his name w/ his tongue onto your cunt

Gender Neutral section;

•He's touchy and needy, gripping all over your body, skimming his hands all over your folds, licking and kissing all over your skin

•He'll leave bruises, bite markes, hickies, and scratches that'll be a reminder to y'all for days

•The. Tongue. Piercing. It'll feel like heaven every single time!!!

•Please. Please, tug on his hair. He can and will whine!! (bucks his hips aswell)

•Kisses your head and smooths out your hair when y'all are done, looking at you w/ a soft smile, wiping you down with a cloth, bringing you water, and cuddles you with your body laying ontop of him

•Let's say your playfully flirting with a guy, and Bill is totally pissed. He's decided he's not letting you cum tonight, so he edges you until you beg, and you beg, and you BEG.

Male section;

•Toys, toys, toys

•He will recommend jerking eachother off

•Teases + edges you like it's nobody's business

•Loves it messy, slobbery, and chaotic

•This is where I can imagine mean/hard dom!Bill comes into play...

^(him denying your orgasm over and over and over again, using a vibrator all over your messy and bright red tip, just admiring you, how exhausted and overstimulated you look, and probably are)

•The tongue piercing, again.

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•I hope this was enjoyable☺️! I tried my best🙏🏻, this was my first time writing for smut.

•I don't know German, so please excuse it if anything is wrong

G to E Translation;

Schatz = Treasure, sweetheart, dear

"Ich liebe dich so sehr, meine liebe." = I love you so much, my love.

Taglist;

@ilovebill-and-gustav

@limaswife

[lucy4-ever]

I need me some hsc nsfw with gustav schäfer 😯

nsfw headcanons about gustav schäfer

!all NSFW!

now, we all know he's the most quiet of the group

but i can assure you, he's way different in bed

plus, you know what we say about quiet boys

(they got a massive pp 🤭)

he's a drummer too, so he often uses drum sticks

HE KNOWS HOW TO USE HIS FINGERS

loves fingering you and never fail to make you feel an orgasm 🤭

feel like he loves the fact that people see him kinda innocent and would never think he's a rough dom 😫

(obviously, would still ask you if youre okay with that)

if yes, he spanks your ass, gives little slaps on your cunt and loves teasing you

while fingering you, he's use his other hand to sensually touch your belly, boobs, waist, thighs, collarbone...

LOVES YOUR TITTIES

yk when you hug him and that he feels your chest

god, he's in heaven

okay, now, i think he has a "risky" kink

like, he loves doing things in public and well, nobody suspect anything because he's an innocent sweet quiet guy

however, he'd be running his fingers through your jeans

you both, then, will go in bathroom to finish your business, while everyone's next room

DEGRADES OR PRAISES DEPENDING ON HOW GOOD YOU'VE BEEN

"you dont people to know how slutty you are, now, do you?"

"be careful to not be too loud, cunt"

"our image will be ruined if they knew what a whore you're being"

"you shouldn't have been a brat, that's all"

"my bitch making me feel so good with her tight, wet, needy pussy"

"yeah, you want it, you want it so bad?"

"you dirty girl, want me to cum on your face?"

he loves cumming all over you (if you're okay with it)

loves seeing your tongue, your face and your boobs covered in cum

i feel like, after the act he'd ask if he was being too rough or too mean

depending on your likes, he'll adjust his words

also, at the very first sexual intercourses of your relationship, he wasn't as harsh and a rough dom

he was very nice and respected your wishes (obviously)

but i mean, he was like extra soft

and you liked it but like, you needed a bit more action

and so on

high sex happen time to time

but he likes sober fuck better, it's more genuine and you can actually feel all the sensations

loves positions where he holds you by the waist

he likes going down on you and you going down on him but he likes penetration better

he loves resting his head in the crook of your neck while fucking the shit outta you

GROANS AND WHIMPERS

likes it when you take the lead, your bratty side turn him on

but he'll get revenge later on...

something he randomly does when he's horny is whispeering in your ear dirty things while he keeps a straight face

and you're just here, blushing

that's the way he says it to you when he wanna fuck :D

also feel like you already had sex on a kitchen counter

you were sitting on the counter and kept flirting with him...

a bit drunk, you started getting touchy and well... fucked

yes, on a kitchen counter

that's kinda hot ngl

also feels like he's a cook so he already said stuff like

"tonight the only thing im eating is you, love"

when you tried doing something to eat, he litteraly said

"i'd rather eat you to be honest"

and it was funny

randomly fucks in random places

he's lowkey kinda a horndog too

doesnt give a shit about what your body looks like, he's still gonna fuck you good

he's a titty guy for sure

loves your chest and your face!!

probably already asked you if he could fuck your tits as a joke

anyway

sweet, rough, teddy bear, lovely bf fucking you at perfection <3

author's note : thank you so much for requesting anonymous!!

love ya!!! 💕

[chadillacboseman]

Smutember day one request with Doc!!

Smutember Day 1 Prompt - Library

Pairing: Doc x F!Reader Warnings:

Gustave read the same paragraph for a fourth time and sighed, pinching the spot between his eyebrows in frustration. He was trying to get hours to renew his license, but the library was terribly mundane.

You had agreed to come with him to keep him company, but had abandoned him at the first sight of your favorite author's novels on a distant shelf.

The healer glanced up and scanned the room, you were nowhere to be found. He rose from his chair and padded around the shelves, searching for you like a hound on a hunt. If you had left him there, he was going to be furious.

But you hadn't left him. You were tucked away in a distant corner, away from the prying gaze of other readers, engrossed in a book as you sat on the aging carpet.

"There you are," Gustave hissed as he rounded the shelf and his eyes fell on you, "You are supposed to be keeping me company!"

You scoffed quietly and rose to your feet, quickly closing the gap between the two of you, "Your medical journals are boring. I'm trying to enjoy myself."

Gustave set his jaw in annoyance and folded his arms across his chest. You were being argumentative on purpose, taking advantage of the location to provoke him without consequence. Not that he would ever yell at you, but he would punish you in other ways.

"Did I hit a nerve?" you grinned up at him and he bit his lip, feeling a jolt in his chest at the sly look that was painted across your face.

The space was secluded, away from the rest of the library-

Gustave didn't care anymore.

He grabbed your chin roughly and pulled your mouth to his, swallowing up your protests with a kiss that was hot and full of want. You took a step back and he walked with you, pushing your back against the bookshelf as he kissed you.

"Gustave-" you broke away from his kiss and panted his name quietly, "We can not do this here."

"Why not?" he nipped at your jaw and you tried to swat him away to no avail, "No one can see us."

He was right, of course- you had found the most secluded corner of the library you could- but that didn't mean that someone wouldn't walk in on the moment.

Despite, or perhaps in spite of your protests, Gustave slipped a hand under your shirt as he drove his knee up between your legs. You whimpered at the pressure and he clapped a hand over your mouth.

"Shhh," he brought his lips to the shell of your ear as he rolled his thumb across your nipple, "You have to be quiet."

You nodded frantically against his palm, but he didn't remove it, instead using it to push your head back and expose your neck. His mouth was on it in a heartbeat, sucking little purple bruises into the skin, ignoring your muffled protests.

Gustave pulled his hand out from under your shirt and moved to the waistline of your leggings, snaking his deft fingers past the fabric and between your legs. He used his knee to push your legs apart and his fingers found your pussy.

"You're so wet," he whispered as he slipped his middle finger inside you, "Stay quiet, now."

You squeezed your eyes shut and bucked your hips against Gustave's hand as he pushed a second finger into you. You could feel him grin against your skin as his mouth went back to work on your neck, running his lips over the purple marks that had bloomed in his wake.

"Do you like this?" he crooned quietly, "Taking a risk like this? Anyone could walk in on us."

You didn't care anymore.

You rolled your hips desperately against his palm, feeling the tension build like a strung bow just below your gut.

When it snapped, it took everything in your power not to jerk your head from his grasp and scream. Your vision was white hot and filled with stars as you came around his fingers. He was so good at pulling you apart at the seams with just his fingers.

Gustave moved his hand away from your mouth slowly, pausing to kiss your lips gently as he slid his fingers out of you. For a moment, you thought you might have to collapse into him when your shaking legs felt as if they might give out.

"Do you think you can handle the boring books now?" he flashed you a cheshire grin and you nodded weakly.

"I think I can."