Anything For You

Anything for you 😘😘

My babe is fucking psycho.

This lady saw a guy in the street after her phone died, took it, logged into Tumblr to text me instead of her mama.

I feel so honored rn bae

This is my babe. The one who holds my hostage willingly in the night.

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞 🍌

Bill Kaulitz x bi!daughter!reader

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With another deep sigh you were ready, ready to get this out and over with. You liked girls— well, you really liked girls and that wouldn’t be that big of a deal if you weren’t also a girl.

You knew how people and the media saw you, weird, wrong, shameful. So for years you hid it, you hid your feelings in a box and tossed it under your bed, until the box finally overflowed. You needed to get it out, you needed to express yourself, how long were you going to hide for?

You made your way towards the kitchen island, taking a seat in front of your dad who was painfully bad at making banana shakes.

“Ugh! I can’t get this thing right!” Your father huffed hitting the jammed machine with his right fist. “Dad calm down, hey— it’s not even plugged in!” You chuckled lifting up the thick cable on your hand.

“Ah, would you be such an angle and plug it in for me?” Bill relaxed into smiled as you chucked shaking your head. The blender finally started as the (awful looking) ingredients started to mix into a shake.

This was the perfect time, you thought, the blender was too loud for your dad to hear you so if you chicken out last second and regret your words there was coming back from this.

“Dad…” you mumbled obviously not masking the roaring machine, “Dad I’m into girls!” You shouted a bit louder than the blander, just enough for Bill to actually hear you.

He immediately stopped his actions, froze in place and didn’t know what to say, he wasn’t sure if he had even heard you right. “You like girls?” He asked as if he was asking you what day it was.

The way his question came out surprised you a bit, I mean— you weren’t expecting your dad to lash out yes… but you didn’t expect him to be that chill either.

“Yes… I like girls— And men! A bit.” You blurted tugging on the sleeves of your hoodie. Bill’s smile grew as he abandoned his masterpiece (devil poison) and ran over to hug you.

This hug was a special hug, like the ones you would get when you would fall out of your scooter and scrape your knee, the ones you’d get while getting shots at the doctors. It felt safe, you felt accepted and loved.

It didn’t take long enough before Bill started to question you about your crushes, the thing he was mostly curious about “So… Heather B?…”,

“Dad, oh my god! No!”

“What! I was just asking!”

I’m working on the winter story !! 🥳🥳

Please understand that English isn’t my first language and if there’s any mistakes, there isn’t any 🥰

Also if the story sounds cringy that’s because it’s supposed to be, it’s a high school love story guys-

little life update! didn’t kill myself 😍 my parent died so I’m currently living with the other one who’s shipping me off to military school in august (boo 🍅🍅)

currently building the courage to continue posting cause I’m insecure like that 😆

THE WHEEZE I WHOZE 😭

no one can convince me that minho and newt’s first interaction didn’t involve minho asking “dude why the hell do you talk like that”

Hey guys! There’s no easy way to say this but I’m pretty sure I’m gonna kms 🤞🤞 therefore I cannot upload for a while but dw I heard hell has fire wifi 😍😍 (did you get the joke)

Bye!! 🌹🌹