OH MY GOD MY LUNGS AND HEART HAVE FAILED.. THIS IS THE SPIRIT OF GOD THAT I AUTOMATICALLY FELL TO MY

HOLY FUCK. I CANNOT DESCRIBE THE ENTIRE SPECTRUM OF EMOTIONS I EXPERIENCED WHILE READING THIS, BUT EVERYTHING IS SO BLURRY IN MY EYES NOW, AS IF I'M DREAMING IT ALL, AND MY HEART IS POUNDING SO HARD THAT IT WOULD JUST BREAK MY RIBS AND BREAK OUT. I KNOW FOR SURE THAT I WILL GIVE MY JUMPING HEART TO THE AUTHOR OF THIS INDESCRIBABLE AND ENJOYABLE MASTERPIECE. OH MY GOD WHY CAN'T BILL JUST SMOTHER ME WITH A PILLOW AND THEN I'D BE THE MOST OBEDIENT GIRL EVER. IT JUST MADE MY PANTIES AND THE REST OF MY CLOTHES FLY OFF. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE US MORE MASTERPIECES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE US MORE MASTERPIECES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE US MORE MASTERPIECES. I DIED

i have an idea for ur next fic, could u do a billxfem reader smut where her parents are soooo strict and protective but they FINALLY let bill stay the night but the down side is she has to keep her door open and stuff and her parents room is unfortunately right across from hers, they also have their door cracked open and everything bc they want to make sure they're not doing anything but bill wants to get freaky, she’s obviously scared to get caught

i just think the idea of him having to keep the reader quiet would be so hot 🫣

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★ Bill 2008.

★ Female reader

★ Sub!Reader, Dom!Bill

Summary: < You have strict parents, they don't like the fact that you've got a boyfriend now but you'd do anything for them to let him spend the night. You end up convincing them, but as the night comes, the passion takes over. >

—Quiet desire.

You've always been a good girl, never giving your parents any problems since you've always been under their watchful eyes all your life—but since you turned eighteen, their grip seemed to tighten rather than loosen.

They were also starting to understand that you were a teenager after all and that you had other things on your mind now, other things you entertained yourself with, you weren't a little girl anymore. So when you walked in one day and told them that you had a boyfriend, their mouths fell open. They tried to pull you away from those thoughts, to tell you that you were "too young" to have a boyfriend.

But you didn't listen and even tried to get him to meet your parents a few times—which didn't go exactly as planned because in your parents' eyes he was 'different,' a 'bad influence' that was going to lead their precious daughter to the worst path possible. Even so, you never gave up, you put your mind onto letting them know they had nothing to fear. It's not like he was the antichrist after all; he was just a guy that liked to express himself through his appearance, even if it was a bit too eccentric at times... But the idea was that they'd put their trust in her, for once in her life.

So one night, after pleading to your parents for weeks, you manage to convince them to let him spend the night, your first night together. Of course, it had to be at home; there was no way in hell they would let you be unsupervised at his place—because, yeah, he already lived on his own. So after a long conversation with them, they finally decided to let him stay under one condition, one simple rule: no closed doors. Of course, you completely agreed, you thought that was better than nothing after all, right?

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Once he arrived at your home that afternoon, it couldn't be worse. Your parents followed you two around basically all the time, sitting in between you two on the couch, eating dinner with uncomfortable expressions on your faces due to the invasive questions your parents threw over at your boyfriend again and again—and even making sure you weren't sneaking away from them for too long... They were definitely embarrassing you, and oh, you were mad.

But once your parents finally got into their room at the end of the night, of course, leaving their door slightly open—just to make sure you two weren't doing anything you'd regret later…

You made your way into your bedroom while holding onto Bill's fingers in yours, a sigh escaping your lips as you thought of closing the door, but you knew you couldn't, reminding yourself of that stupid rule. 'What's wrong, baby? You're quiet today.' Bill uttered to you, while he went to sit down by your bed, looking up at you with both eyebrows raised, studying you—he already figured out why you were acting this way; all he wanted was to see you well, though; it was your first night sleeping together, after all, a big deal. He had put into his head he had to make it special for you somehow.

You looked down for a moment, also making your way towards your small bed to sit right by his side. It had been killing you all night that you couldn't be so close to him. 'I just wish we could be alone, ugh.' You told him with a half pout of your lip you didn't even seem to recall you had it on. On the other hand, Bill let out a chuckle at your simple response, shaking his head like he knew it was impossible. 'Oh, I know, you think I don't want to devour you right now?' He purred suddenly, closer up to you. He was just being playful, but it wasn't funny at all to you— At his words, your ears perked up, but so did your knowledge that the door was still open, so you nudged him on the side with your elbow, eyebrows furrowing. 'Don't even do that again… my parents could hear you; you're crazy.' You spat out, crossing your arms up to your chest.

But this time, he seemed a bit more serious about it—his fingers, impatient, running up and down your forearm with insistence. Then, he spoke again, but this time a bit more quietly, just so he wouldn't have to hear you scold him for a second time. 'Yeah, I'm definitely crazy… to touch you. It's been so long.' He pointed out, with that sweet look on his face whenever he wanted something, whenever he wanted to get you to say yes to him. But you shook your head again, constantly shifting your body so you could look out the door. That nervous feeling at the pit of your stomach you've had all day… it was becoming worse. 'No, Bill.. stop it—' But before you could keep talking, he was already all over you, spreading kisses down your jaw, onto the skin of your neck, exactly where he knew you liked. 'What If they see… no, we can't, we can't…' But your breath was already ragged, and of course, your resolve was weakening against the hot breeze coming from his mouth every time he placed another peck, and another, and another... You wanted to shake your head and tell him no, tell him that they couldn't be doing this, not there—where your parents might watch at any time now. But everything that came out of your mouth were incoherent babbles, your head falling back onto his shoulder as he worked his mouth down, further onto your collarbone.

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And that's when he pushed you down, seeing you weren't putting up any resistance anymore. It's not like you could anyways; he was always so convincing. It was almost crazy how you'd just give yourself up to him without even questioning yourself. When Bill had you right where he wanted, he hovered over you, kissing your lips delicately as he kept you pressed against the small bed, his feet almost hanging off it—his hands working to sneak under your loose shirt with ease. 'Are you going to let me have you, hm?' He asked you with a hint of desire in his eyes, a desire he quite couldn't get over till he had you right then and there. He didn't give a fuck about your parents or the opinion they had about him—but he did care about you and the fact that he'd been longing to touch you for weeks, to have you under him again. Nothing else mattered.

━╋

You nodded your head with an eager expression on your face, which you swore looked pathetic, but that didn't stop you from wrapping your arms around him, having him all for you for that one night. Bill just watched you as he started to move down onto you, making sure to actually not fall down off your bed as he did so. He looked more like a giant lying there—his teeth gently nipping at your t-shirt as he kissed you on your covered belly, pushing the fabric up with his large hands, your hips bucking up for a moment, your eyes searching for his, your lips parting to let out a tiny gasp at your uncovered stomach, and the way his lips brushed against it. You squirmed at his hands grabbing the waistband of your pants, not knowing surely what was coming next, but you let him continue. Even though a few thoughts in your head that popped out occasionally told you that you were being completely reckless and bad for even thinking of having a good time with your parents in the next room, you just couldn't help it. At this point, it wasn't a want but a need.

━╋

Bill pushed down your clothes without hesitation; you tried to cover yourself with your hands, your gaze averting once more towards the door almost anxiously, biting down on your lip—but one second to another, you felt something hot, wet, dampening your panties, which made you moan immediately, completely forgetting about everything else again. Bill's tongue teased you once more, flattening against the fabric covering your pussy before he moved up a hand towards your face, holding onto you. 'If you keep making noise… you're the one who's going to get us caught.' He murmured against her, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he pushed your panties to the side, taking a good look at you, wetting his lips with his tongue before he spoke up one last time. 'Can you stay quiet for me?' He whispered, trying to look into your eyes to see any kind of impediment from you—but all he got was a quiet nod.

After that, he immediately dove in, sinking his tongue onto your delicate folds, licking straight from the entrance to your clitoris, making you shiver at the contact of his piercing against such a sensitive spot. You tried so hard to be quiet, so hard to comply and stick to what you said you'd do, but it was tough when he was licking you so deliciously, flicking his tongue perfectly.

You threatened to let out another moan, but his hand quickly went up towards your mouth, shutting you up by covering it with his large hand, at which you could only let out muffled sounds, ones that were making him feel even more desperate for you, his own dick jumping in his boxers with excitement at the way your fluids spread in a thin layer on his chin. Bill moved back up, leaving you wanting more… but he had another plan for both of you now. 'Do you think you'd be as quiet if I fucked you right now?' Bill purred against your ear, making you tremble in pure lust at his words—as he tucked a few hairs away from your face.

He looked calmly into your eyes, but your knees were buckling, and you knew that look was just a facade for what he really had in mind to do to you, for what he really was hiding behind them: an animalistic desire for you. 'I don't know if I can do it—' You muttered quietly in return, if it was already hard for you to stay quiet, you couldn't imagine what it would take for you to do so when he decided to pound into you… You were still horrified that your parents found out, and he could see that in your eyes.

He moved down to kiss you on the lips again in a soothing motion, making you taste yourself along with a sigh—as his hands untied his belt right at the same time, pulling it off. 'Yes, you can.' He finally answered you, in a quiet exhale, nuzzling his nose on the side of your face before he pushed down his jeans, just enough to pull out his cock from those boxers. He had to be careful in case your parents decided to get out of their room and saw you two in action, he'd be quick enough at looking decent again, he thought.

He got on his knees, right in between your legs, and with a quick move, he turned you around on the bed, grabbing your hips so he'd readjust you right where he wanted you to be. 'Ready?' He cooed, with a raised eyebrow. And even before you could answer, he was already forcing himself inside of your hole—he had to hold in a groan, his head throwing back automatically. The thrill of thinking you two could get caught at any time was only fueling the need to fuck you all night, to make it even more risky. 'Oh my—fuck...' You cried out as quietly as you could, your head hanging low as your back arched, again trying with your whole being not to moan and get yourself in big trouble.

Your legs shook, but that didn't mean he'd stop himself. Bill started to set a pace to his thrusting, his fingers digging deeply into your hips as he closed his eyes. He was also doing his absolute best to not ramble over and over again about how good it felt, as he'd usually do when you two were together. He gave you an encouraging stroke on your back, suddenly laying a hand over it to press you down some more, to have you completely at his mercy. You held onto the pillow with both hands as he slammed his thickness into you repeatedly, without any second thoughts. All that could be heard were the slight sounds of the wood creaking under you and his balls hitting your clit with each movement he made. — His hand kept you in place till his slightly curved cock hit that one particular spot… That's when you couldn't hold back your whimpers anymore.

But as soon as you did so, his hand went quickly to shut you up again, this time by pushing your head down roughly against your pillow, leaning down just a bit to murmur a simple. 'Shut up.'

Of course, you couldn't do anything else but obey; he was forcing you down onto the pillow, barely letting you space to breathe. How would you even moan now? Even so, his length was filling you up so good you couldn't even think about anything else anyways. — It's not like you wanted. 'That's it, baby, taking it so good… just how you like it.' He praised, knowing he wouldn't last much longer if he kept seeing you trying so hard to move under his grip, struggling to breathe. You tried to speak up, to make a sound, anything… but he was handling you so roughly, you didn't even know where he got that strength from.

Even so, you were so close now to your release, and he knew it, because he could feel your legs shake under him, aching to let your orgasm take over. His loose hand went to splay itself onto your ass, squeezing and kneading tight onto it, eyeing your cunt one last time and the way he pushed himself in and out of you before he felt your walls clenching tight around him. That's when he pulled out and came all over your back, almost spilling over your shirt that was hanging down closely to it.

Both of you were breathing uncontrollably, his hands roaming all over your weak body before he closed his fingers around a few of your hairs, lifting your head back up so you'd sit up on your knees, your back against his chest. 'Do you think I can make you cum again before your parents notice?'

A/N: Thank y'all for voting! I'll still do the other two requests, so don't worry.

Picture on the left says it all.

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I'm bragging about my friend ;)

PLSSS CAN YOU DO A BILL FICTION INSPIRED BY ONE OF THEIR MUSIC VIDEOS?? YOU CAN CHOOSE WHICH ONEEE

IT WOULD BE SO COOL<3

★ Fem!reader x Bill Kaulitz 2016

★ Tags: Angst, fluff.

| Summary: Bill and his girlfriend have been going through different rough difficulties in their relationship for a long time now, they both know it's useless to keep being together. None of them tried to do anything about it till he decided to put an end to it.

— 1st Chapter: Love don't break me.

"I need to get home, but I keep on holding on."

• Bill narrates;

I can't believe I'm here again. I want to hold her and tell her that we'll be okay, but I don't know how cause even I don't know the answer to that.

I look around the dark room, the blinds shut, I predict it's around 2 in the morning. My arms are around myself, unable to move after another successful fight; this time seeming worse than ever, after reproaching each other about every stupid little thing there is in the book.. even though this time they weren't just a few misunderstandings—It was much more than that.

I furrow my left eyebrow, once I hear the faint sound of her sobs in the background, hitting my eardrums. I hate seeing her cry, she knows that well, as much as I also know how I shouldn't cave in. But she's already scooting closer to me, wrapping her arms around my body loosely, tightening even more the second I tried to move.

My head fell to the front, a few of a blonde-platinum strands of hair pushed to my face. I sigh as she tries to comfort herself while in touch with my skin, 'Please, don't.' She mutters as she feels how I'm starting to stretch out my limbs to stand up this time, a thing I can't get through with because my body simply won't respond.

But I'm angry, so why are my arms moving around her, why are my eyes filled with tears when I keep hearing her say over and over how sorry she is? Maybe I don't really want to go.

Why can't my heart and my head work at once?

I open my mouth to speak, her face is buried on the back of my neck, and so are my fingers in her hair when I reached out to finally touch her. 'Why do we do this?' Is everything I manage to say—I can't understand how we've gotten to this point; The fighting, the aggressive make-up and when you think you're done, more fighting again.

I want to tell her that I won't be here forever, laying on her bed—completely wrecked and thinking about all the times we've been okay together instead of living the moment. And I've got a feeling that she doesn't want to be stuck in this back and forth for much longer.

But how will we move forward? we still love each other, there's no doubt, and even if we've been told that our love is gross, we'd always managed to prove them wrong.. this time we'll make it again, right?

She looks at me, untangling herself from the grip she's had on me before—I've got a feeling that she knows what I'm thinking about by the way she's shaking her head at me. 'Don't say you're gonna give up on me.' The look on her face said it all; regret, even fear, dispair... everything at once—like she expected the worst.

But I didn't say anything, I didn't dare. I couldn't get my mind to work, everything oh so overwhelming. Till her voice pushed me off my trance. 'Say something!' It was only natural she would react like that after getting no reaction out of me, so that's when I finally managed to push myself on my feet, looking around for the shirt I discarded earlier god knows where before this argument started, to slid it back on.

'I'm tired of fighting.' I said, bitter tears still stinging the corner of my eyes as I put on the rest of my clothes, pacing around the room to pick everything up, anything that I must be forgetting to grab while I make the feint of leaving.

I sniffle from my nose, and from one moment to another she's standing up from the bed, looking completely hysterical, not even bothering to put her shirt on as she tried to get ahold of me, eyes closing tight.

'You can't leave like this..' She said again, trying to change my mind, but this time I can feel myself getting a little bit of impulse, ready to leave it all behind. The black eyeshadow that I know is staining my under eyes, I wipe it off with my knuckles.. now I'm the one who's shaking his head. I can't listen to her this time, If I keep doing so I know I'll never leave. I know I'll never run free from this golden cage that we named love.

'I'm sorry, It's over.' And I didn't even stutter this time, It felt like I've been holding those words inside me forever, like I've been meaning to say it for a long time now. A big relief rushing through my veins, as if I could breath properly again.

But she didn't look relieved, she didn't look like it had been taken a big weight off her shoulders like I thought it would. She was silent, still.. It was even frightening. I wanted to turn to her and say something else, my hands even itching to touch her one last time, but I knew it would just make it worse than it was already.

So I went away, with broken wings.—I picked up my dignity, all my pride and I walked out.

But was I doing what was the best for us? wasn't I making it worse? what if I just regret all of this in the future?

I guess I'll never know.

Inspired by the 'Love don't break me' MV. For a better experience, listen to the song while you're reading.

[ I made this, all fanfics posted here are original ideas by me. ]

I'm still trying to figure this app out. I want moots that are into Tokio Hotel mostly though so keep 'em coming! I'd also like to make friends with my same age range if possible.

♡ Dm's always open if any of you wanna talk ♡

My community.

| Masterlist at the end |

I also like other bands such as bôa, hole, jack off jill, mazzy star, the sundays & she wants revenge! & artists such as Lana del rey, Jeff Buckley, Fiona apple, Marina n Shakira. :-)

- About me;

She/Her.

Bill girl, obviously!

I'm nineteen.

Don't interact if anything related nsfw bothers you.

I'm from Spain, so of course that's my first language.

Currently trying to collect all of tokio hotel's discography.

My favorite song rn is Elysa, even though that changes all the time.

Into makeup n 2000s stuff.

My favorite movies are Coraline, Logan & Leon the professional.

I will write sometimes, so feel free to drop your request.

I can write mostly about anything, as long as you give me a detailed plot.

I'll write about all the members, no matter the era as long as they're not underage.

What I won't write about: Twincest or hardcore topics, such as eating disorders, rape etc.

Masterlist;

✧ Bill eats you out ✧ I want you so bad

✧ Held in his hands ✧ At your mercy

✧ Lost in you

You're a victim to your own desires

He's so precious, I love the sound of his voice and the way his mouth moves to the side occasionally at the same time his eyebrows does. I wish I could see him talk all day.

JUST LOOK AT THIS COLOR!! OH MY GOD.. My blood pressure drops exactly like this gradient when I see her amazing posts..

Hey! I want moots that are into Tokio Hotel and/or interested in fanfiction, which I'll write often, so keep 'em coming! I'd also like to make friends with my same age range if possible. :)

♡ Dm's always open if any of you wanna talk ♡

• Spotify.

• My community.

| Masterlist at the end of the post. |

I also like other bands such as Bôa, Hole, Jack off Jill, Mazzy star, The Sundays, Cinema Bizarre, Panik, Extremoduro, HIM & She wants revenge! & artists such as Lana del rey, Antonio Orozco, Jeff Buckley, Lady Gaga, Fiona apple, Marina n Shakira.

- About me;

She/Her.

Bill girl, obviously!

I'm nineteen.

Don't interact if anything related nsfw bothers you.

I'm from Spain, so of course that's my first language.

Currently trying to collect all of tokio hotel's discography.

My favorite song rn is Elysa, even though that changes all the time.

Into makeup, 2000s stuff, esoterism n journaling.

My favorite movies are Coraline, Logan & Leon the professional.

I will write sometimes, so feel free to drop your request.

I can write mostly about anything, as long as you give me a detailed plot.

I'll write about all the members, no matter the era as long as they're not underage.

What I won't write about: Twincest or hardcore topics such as; eating disorders, rape, mafia, violence etc..

Masterlist;

Bill Fics:

✧ Bill eats you out ✧ I want you so bad

✧ Held in his hands ✧ At your mercy

✧ Lost in you ✧ Quiet desire

✧ Tenderly yours

— Love don't break me:

✧ 1st chapter

JUST BITE ME AND WRING MY NECK PLEASE

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ME, PLEASE!!

I wanna get #fuckedup someone join me