can you please write about a fifth member of tokio hotel, and tom is slowly falling inlove with her but doesn’t know how to say it so he just shows it by act of service… TYSM!!
✧.* sypnosis: tom would always do these ‘little favours’ for you. yet when you finally ask about the reason behind his actions, will his response cause your friendship to turn into something more?
✧.* contents: nothingggggg, pure fluff
✧.* author’s note: ty for the request doll!, here something short and sweet for u guys, i love u all u guys r so cute and sweet, reading the msgs in my inbox makes my day, i genuinely find writing sypnosis’ harder than the actual damn thing, most likely waffle but it ok bcos i know what i meant LMAO
______ would always find him doing her ‘little favours’ as he liked to call them. whether it was something as little as bringing her a bottle of beer from the fridge or something more meaningful, like making sure she got home safe from the club and putting up with her drunken behaviour.
she wasn’t quite sure as to why he’d do these things for her, considering the fact they’d started rather abruptly one day - specifically the night of the awards ceremony.
it was about 4 hours into the afterparty, most people already absolutely plastered. ______ had found herself with some guy she really wasn’t interested in spending time with - he’d taken it upon himself to come over and start a conversation, much to her dismay. anyone could definitely tell she wasn’t too comfortable in his presence yet she didn’t have the heart to tell him to fuck off, and so she put up with him even when he began placing his hands on her waist.
and seemingly out of nowhere, tom appeared and thankfully saved her from such an uncomfortable situation. he’d dragged her into the restroom, walking into one of the cubicles with her - to anyone there, it definitely seemed as if they were about to fuck in there.
“hey, are you alright? that guy was a fuckin’ creep.”
“yeah, thanks for getting me out of there. don’t know how much longer i would’ve managed with him.”
______ was convinced that was the end of their conversation - he’d nod in response and walk out, returning to the party and the numerous girls which were practically drooling at the sight of him. but to her surprise, he stayed with her. and that was how the two ended up spending the rest of the night in a cubicle; maybe not the best place to hangout but neither of them seemed to care, fairly content with eachother’s company. later on when they were walking back to the band’s shared hotel room, ______ began complaining about how much her feet ached in ‘these shitty heels’.
tom had insisted on carrying her back, to which she refused and laughed.
“c’mon, take them heels off and let me carry you.”
“are you crazy? i think the alcohol’s getting to your head, there’s no need.”
yet he ended up carrying her back anyways, further taking her makeup off for her once they’d reached the room and putting her to bed.
that was pretty much where it all began. after that night, he began doing little things like that for her more and more often.
like when ______ was still rehearsing after the rest of the band had already decided to call it a day, he’d stick around in the studio with her and lightly allude to the fact she’s overworking herself and should take a break.
or if she was carrying pretty much anything, he’d grab ahold of it and insist that he carries it instead. even little things like bringing her a cup of coffee or tea every single morning without fail. none of it went unnoticed by her, and today was the day she decided to find out the reason to his sudden change in attitude.
she placed her mug on the kitchen counter, looking over at the boy who was currently looking through the fridge for something to eat.
he sighed, “there’s nothing in this damn fridge. do you want me to go to the store? what do you feel lik-”
“tom.”
the boy turned around in her direction, their eyes meeting.
“yeah, what’s up?”
______ placed an elbow on the counter, her left cheek resting against her palm.
“why do you always do these ‘little favours’ for me? at first i thought it was because you felt sorry for me for whatever reason. now? there has to be something else to it.” she said.
he stayed silent, most likely thinking of an answer.
“i, uh-”
“cat got your tongue?” the girl smirked at him, finding him being at a loss of words rather amusing.
“you sure you want to know?”
“yeah, that’s why i’m asking.”
tom closed the fridge door and walked towards the girl, leaning against the counter.
he had a serious look on his face, “i think i’m in love with you.”
she scoffed playfully, “how many girls have you said that to?” she didn’t fully believe his words, she couldn’t knowing the person he was.
“______, i’m being serious. i love you, i’m not joking.”
her grin seemed to slowly fade away once she’d realised this wasn’t all an act, one of the ways he’d usually tease her. tom was being for real.
he continued once he’d come to the conclusion she wouldn’t say anything else, “i didn’t know how to tell you, so i did these… ‘little favours’ for you, hoping you’d eventually put two and two together.” he flicked her forehead, “but you’re thick, so you didn’t. i had to tell you myself anyways.”
“really?” she asked, rubbing her forehead.
“that’s all you have to say?”
“well, yeah. what else do you want me to say?”
he smirked, “then to answer your question, yeah - really.”
she continued to stare into his eyes before she finally spoke up, “does this mean i can kiss you?”
tom laughed at her question, lifting her chin up using his fingers.
“yeah. god, i couldn’t wait for this.”
Wybie Lovat as a boyfriend/general headcanons:
First things first, Wybie is a weird boyfriend, with weird interests
But trust me, he’s lovely
He's very independent, sometimes more so than you would wish
He is just good at keeping himself entertained so to speak
He absolutely hates to be bored, so he's become very good at staying busy over the years of his life
He fills his life with photography, always heading out into the woods when he's bored to take some photos
He loves taking candids of you, and he has a secret folder of all the photos he's taken of you over the months and years you've been together
He doesn't show you for a longgggg time, but you speculate he safe keeps them somewhere, because you know he’d never delete the pictures of you
He also really enjoys dirt biking, and heads out to do that as well at the first sight of boredom
He doesn't enjoy competition though, he's never been a very fiery competitor, so he only does dirt biking recreationally and will actually get slightly pissed off if you encourage him to apply to some local competitions, even if you think your being helpful
He claims that competing takes the fun out of everything, but it's really because he feels overwhelmed when faced with really any kind of performance pressure and doesn’t like being ranked
He actually is like never on his phone, which is quite frustrating, but despite how many apps there are dedicated to distracting and entertaining the youth, Wybie just isnt really interested in them
Plus, his grandma is not from the same generation as him, so she is literally never using a phone or any device like it, so she's never texting him to check up on him or anything of the sort
Because of this, he in turn just sort of forgets that there are people who actually would like to hear from him over text or call….
This is what I mean when I say he’s independent
It's not that he's trying to be such a loner necessarily, it's just that in the combined storm of him always needing to be out and doing something so he won't be bored, AND the fact he’s not checking his phone a lot, for you as his girlfriend, sometimes he can seem really distant or like you never know what he’s up to because he’s just not checking in with you
However, when you bring this frustration up to him, he instantly feels horrible
You explain to him how you feel, and he is incredibly receptive and understanding. He lets you talk uninterrupted while he just nods and intently listens with guilt in his puppy dog eyes
He just really didn't even consider the possibility that it was making you nervous or insecure and whatnot
Now, he invites you with him everywhere
Any stupid little plans he has for the day or after school/work, he’s always invites you without fail
Normally, he’s usually doing the same things as always. It's always either photography, insect hunting, dirt biking, or just exploring with his cat
By the way, the cat’s (HIS cat’s) name is a vintage name you’d probably hear in a seniors home
Something like Vernon or Osmond
Something very old school/old man, but Wybie thinks that just suits his cat
Wybie just in general is a very mellow guy
He doesn't really get worked up about much
He prefers doing his own thing most of the time, but his love language is quality time, so please, you don't have to leave, like ever
He's perfectly happy having you around,,, all the time actually!
He loves just talking, he can talk to you about anything and everything
You guys jump between topics, explore different perspectives, say random thoughts that come to mind…. Really, anything and everything. He loves conversating
He loves insects, and always insists on preserving their “lives”
This stems from his love of slugs, which eventually grows as he gets older, and a real passion for insects develops
His grandma got him an insect exhibition kit when he was 14, and he became obsessed with it, going out of his way to collect “exotic” bugs
In school, Wybie is a back of the class dweller, who does NOT pay attention
He always chooses seats at the very back of the class, in the corner and next to the window if he can
So he can look outside while he doesn’t pay attention
He also looks at you…. Teehee
Like a lot
The way your hair falls softly against your back, how you sit in your chair, what people talk to you… what people are also looking at you
He's a real quiet observer, especially in school, he notices a lot about people naturally
His grandma used to really get on him about his grades, but as she got older and her health began dwindling more and more she just stopped paying all that attention to him
I headcanon that she develops dementia :(
He has distant relatives that thought of putting her in an elderly home, but then that would mean Wybie would need another family member to take care of him and take him in… and they lived far away and had families of their own, so they opted to just afford a nurse to look after Lucille (his grandma) until Wybie graduates and can be on his own, which isn't that far away really so it works out ..
Because of that, Wybie has a lot of freedom, especially with school
There's no one hounding him about grades, or grounding him if he skipped school
So he doesn't really care at all about his school performance
Except for science
He LOVES science and very much pays attention and loves natural science units
Of course eventually teachers and principles will chat with him about needing to elevate his grades when he becomes and junior and a senior in highschool, and only when they lay out the fact that colleges won’t accept grades like his does he then start paying attention and trying in school
Anyways….
He loves foggy weather
He loves a good hot shower, especially in the winter months, he’s the type to scorch his skin off
He cracks his knuckles really loud, it's just a little habit
He loves the october and november months, he finds its the best season for photography
He draws on his hands all the time, especially in class
He’ll draw the bones of his hands and fingers, mimicking the skeleton gloves he has
Wybie thinks its a cool idea to one day get that same skeleton design tattooed on his hands, he just vibes with how it looks
He’ll draw them on you too, if your sitting next to him
He’s an Aquarius sun, born on February 18th
His moon is Scorpio, and his rising is Gemini
One of the rarest thing in nature, asperatus clouds
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hai can u write miguel o’hara x bimbo!reader hcs plzz :3
miguel o'hara x bimbo!reader 💕
a/n: thanks for the request! someone has written this before so it may not be as good as those hcs but here we go! mwah <3
miguel absolutely loves you. he loves how mindless and ditsy you can be. sometimes he just stares at you with heart eyes when he sees you staring at your nails or twirling your hair around,
he doesn't mind that it may take you a while to get ready. he loves seeing you dolled up in pink and pastel colors. he especially loves when you have your eyelashes done and some glittery eyeshadow on if you like makeup.
if you're feeling stressed from a long day of the real-world problems, he will hand you his credit card and tell you to have fun. if you want his company, he will patiently come a long with you and watch you twil around in all of the cute clothes you want.
"can i have it, please?" you plead, batting your curled lashes at him. he smiles at you and responds, "that shouldn't even be a question."
miguel loves to spoil you. chocolates, flowers, new earrings, new jewelry, gift cards to your favorite stores, you want it? he gets it.
he'd probably even design you a pink suit (or your favorite color if not pink). the neckline is surprisingly low and shows off your cleavage. totally not intentional on miguels end.
he loves showing you off and having you on on his arm. miguel would even attempt to help you with your beauty routine, he would give you massages, try and help with your skin care, and massage your scalp with your favorite oils. you're pretty much his princess and he loves you.
how many kids does he want?
neteyam x reader, lo'ak x reader, ao'nung x reader (gn!)
neteyam:
the most out of any other on this list, coming in with wanting five.
in the words of quaritch- "a whole litter."
just like his sa'nu and sempu, neteyam wants a big family, full of little ones.
lo'ak:
loves every single second of fatherhood.
whittles toys for his little ones, especially ones he remembers he or his siblings playing with growing up.
little wooden ikran, toruk, 'angtsìk- and ilu and tulkun, too.
can hold at least four of his kids at a time. one on each hip, baby in the sling on his front, and a toddler in the wrap on his back. worried he'll drop one if he tries all five.
five kids can be overwhelming, of course, but he'll never raise his voice at them- if he really needs to yell, he leaves the kelku for a minute to let out his frustration.
insists on braiding their hair himself. he loves to do it.
makes him feel more connected to his little one, twisting and braiding their hair as gently and carefully as he can.
most parents hate their kids crawling into bed with them. with all the limbs kicking and pressing into you all night, who can blame them?
but neteyam can barely sleep without an uncomfortable leg pressing into his back, anymore. it's how he knows all his little ones are here, all safe.
contrary to the some of the other headcannons i've seen on this site, i believe lo'ak would only like two children.
ao'nung:
he just wants a small, loving little family.
he decided on two for a reason, too.
lo'ak would have been perfectly fine with just one, but then he thought about it more.
lo'ak grew up with four others- his siblings, his best friends.
he wanted that for his little, too.
becomes so calm, so easy-going and soft around his children.
lo'ak can obviously be reckless- but when he's with his babies, he's calm. his focus is only on them.
his favorite part of fatherhood is play time. any game his kids want to play, he wants to play with them.
they want to pretend they're riding an ikran? climb on! they want to play in the water? look out, daddy's splashing!
always makes sure both of them are included in the game, too.
no one will be outcast in this family.
he honestly doesn't think about things like that. he would take a moment to think about it, deciding on three at the most.
it seems like a good number to him.
it's the number of kids his parents had, too, so that might be why he's so comfortable with it.
he definitely thinks four would be too many, but three? it just sounds perfect.
he's one of those dads that pretends to be all tough around others, but behind closed doors- he's absolutely melted.
bonus!
this man spoils them. and i mean that.
ao'nung is a fierce leader- strong and proud.
but if his little one were to tug on his clothes and ask for something? it's over. he's crumbled, gone, off to spoil his baby and give them anything they want.
i'm talking dessert before dinner, letting them stay up late playing, anything their little hearts desire.
also... he'd have all girls. he never specifically wanted a boy or girl, and obviously its not something you choose, but something about his genes, man. i'm telling you: three little daddy's girls.
spider:
one.
spider doesn't think he'd be a good father.
but there's still this want pushed to the back of his head- to one day have a baby of his own.
spider thinks he'd be a horrible father.
in reality, if spider ever ended up with a little one...
they'd be the most loved baby on that moon.
probably wouldn't put them down their whole infancy, preferring to have them curled up against his chest at all times.
he wouldn't spoil them- he's raise his little one to be independent, strong, their own person.
but he would also show them that they were loved unconditionally.
that no matter what- their father would always love them. always.
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"The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
a warm cuppa in your hands, sitting near the window, enjoying the rain
with a sprinkle of amour
The Girl at the Lion d'Or by Sebastian Faulks
The Collector by John Fowles
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë
The Broken Wings by Kahlil Gibran
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
with a dash of existential crisis
South of the Border, West of the Sun by Haruki Murakami
The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
Notes from Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh
Fish in Exile by Vi Khi Nao
No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai
with a pinch of dark academia
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
Maurice by E. M. Forster
The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio
with a side of je ne sais quoi
Before the Coffee Gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi
Death with Interruptions by José Saramago
Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke
Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong
Orlando by Virginia Woolf
After Dark by Haruki Murakami
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
God Of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson
The Housekeeper and the Professor by Yōko Ogawa
The Woman in the Purple Skirt by Natsuko Imamura
If Cats Disappeared from the World by Genki Kawamura
under the covers, with a flashlight in your hands, in the middle of the night
Carmilla by Sheridan le Fanu
Dracula by Bram Stoker
Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice
The Hole by Hye-Young Pyun
The Yellow Wall-Paper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Frankenstein: The 1818 Text by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
The Dark Descent of Elizabeth Frankenstein by Kiersten White
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux
I’m Thinking of Ending Things by Iain Reid
Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia
The Maidens by Alex Michaelides
The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson
The Metamorphosis & Other Stories by Franz Kafka
Omgg it's been too long since I posted for this series but I promise I'll post more frequently 🤞
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