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Tick, tock. And he repeated to infinity.

These have been some difficult days between exams, academic competitions, early relationships ... All are jointly and makes me want to return to the safety of my bed, now that if we add my next move it's chaos.

well aware But I can not deny Tokio Hotel, and I do not want xD , and pacing by LJ aelilim , I learned things, you know, that Twins are going to live alone ... Oh, yes! Solos * bad *. eager think

then got a photo shoot and I had enough material to create "something" and be happy. Sure, sure that I do not deviate from the pending issue of my fic, much less of a Tom / Bushido I I know I get a shirt of eleven staff but Cide is the culprit (?)

xD Anyway, I leave you with a "drabble?, which has no rationale, much less explaining

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Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Pairing: Tom / Bill or Bill / Tom or Kaulicest or how they prefer xD.
Warnings: Slash . Twincest.

Uncertainty.

Yes, yes, no.

been more than two hours, but look you are tired to hear it even more. Nothing seems to keep you happy, you smile on one side, give orders and tired sigh.

Yes, yes, no.

Crosses the left leg, you're tired, you play with your fingernails and I look in the mirror, wet your lips and return your gaze to the girl's makeup. Explain some gestures to one of your eyes has become more loaded than the other.

Yes, yes, no . Gustav

looks at me sideways, I do not really pay attention plays with his hands, pretending to play his drums. But his eyes show what annoyed me is all we are only a few minutes into the concert, and we are here, seeing how they want to look perfect .

Yes, yes, no.

Finally the beeps makeup of joy and smiles approvingly as you turn around. My tongue piercing is guided me when I see you say you were not perfect would deny that we are not at midnight.

Yes, yes, no.

You look at all side, awaiting approval. You only get a grunt of "Finally" by Georg Gustav a yawn and a knowing look from me. Everyone exits the dressing room, you top up the toilet and I invite to approach with a smile.

Yes, yes, no.

knock on the door and stop what would be a brainstorming session fluids probably shatter the nerves of the makeup and the staff.

You look a little more salt in the mirror and vocalizing something. Accommodate my cap, some dreadlocks out of place.

so complicated What Bill Kaulitz, my twin, my friend, my lover.

Yes, yes, yes.

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quickie ... not feet bad.

As I thought about the immortality of the crab, in my tests, the academic competition on Monday, and others. My muse came to visit and gave me some ideational (this one).

clarify that it is my first time (?) XD. But is that the Billshido I can, not as much as Bill / Tom, but can and Drabble won xD.

So without further to say (or anything, of course), I leave my building xDDDDD.

I forget to thank for tooodo to Cide (aka aelilim ), without you I could not yet * O *!!!!

Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Pairing: Bill / Bushido hint of Bill / Tom
xD Warnings: Sex, Slash.
Beta: aelilim
Title: Possession.

Bitch.

The word kept echoing in his head, had many adjectives, diva, berrinchudo even sucker ... but bitch, that was above everything, and it bothered him.

Bitch. Perhaps

was not even the word itself but the context and the person who said it, that is, who the hell was thought to say so, he was not a bitch , and would prove it.

Bitch.

This time the nickname was accompanied a grunt who got her shiver and I would be much, much more.

did not even know how the situation had become so, the last thing I remember is walking through the halls of the NRJ, annoyed with Tom for something not remember right now. Not that I like to think a lot because it's likely that when you decide to do so would end without nails, headache and very, very ashamed.

a lick on his neck made him open his eyes. The possessive form which made her hips were disarmed him, panting against her will, she could not believe he did this. If someone would have prevented in the past, his reaction would have been passing by and even laugh.

Bitch.

This time not even bother to repel, not the torture he was subjected were so delicious , suffocating, intoxicating that cognitive ability was reduced to just try to follow the movement of hips with which was rammed. Little tired, certainly, as it was more wild and passionate than usually did.

God! I could almost feel it was split in two, but at the same time his point was so touched and could hardly breathe without moaning.

Bitch.

felt her abdomen contract and the toes stick painfully into the carpet. Its member claimed attention, and much, but his hand did not even reach to move when the rough hand of Bush caught in a strong grip your erection to begin moving almost to the rhythm with his hips.

Her cheeks were stained a crimson color when he heard himself begging. He felt the rapper's grin on his lips, he was losing control, the cold wall of the closet was the only thing tangible that was not to get lost in their world of pleasure. However, that did not matter.

Oh shit, no!

did not care to begin to raise the tone of their cries, much less than if someone came at that time his image would be seriously damaged. No! The only thing that mattered was to end this ordeal.

Bitch.

He likes to bury the nail in Bush's man at the time of completion. It was his revenge, but at the time of landfall did more than damage their shoulders for the damn smirk and had made him mad.

"You're more of a kitten," he said looking deep scratches on his shoulders, raised his pants slowly enjoying the moment. Although Bitch is you better.

I looked deep hatred, and when he left his amazement he realized his condition. Pants to the floor, shirtless, his hair a mess, a light burning in the back ... Well, I admit, a nice burning.

He dressed quickly and reworked almost the same speed before leaving the station quick step. Tom was waiting a few feet away, he looked angry and tense, but could not say anything since Bush made his appearance in front of him from like two strangers.

When the rapper passed him whispered something that made you put stiff and stopped for now.

- Are you okay? Tom asked, surprised and with a strange glow in his eyes.

"Yes, fine. He walked a little further and overtook him.

You My Bitch.

That phrase

won the everlasting hatred of Bill Kaulitz. Oh, yes, because now not only was a bitch but it was the dog of Bushido. Anything else

degrading and enjoyable at the same time?

I hesitated.

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One, two, three ... boredom.

Tsk, I've really thought much about TH (I know it's nothing new), but the recent "news." Bill and Tom the way to the operating room ... he Spain walks, love = D. Perceive themselves as no sarcasm there uu (?).

makes me think: what the hell will happen if this is true? If Tom is in love and to top it off Bill now that I need So I think Tomi may leave much to the ...

Although as I said out there (?), I think it's a publicity stunt for the operation and the cancellation of the concerts of the Tour out of the eye of the hurricane, it is best to think of something that really something like that is happening. Besides, I can not deny that it is all very sudden, suddenly declares that he does not know if it's love or like, but that will seriously Ha! I am angry, and it all comes down to the beautiful conclusion that everything has been a lousy marketing campaign (which we know is true but it hurts to assimilate; _;) and that "special connection" who say they have not more than a mask.

And that brings me to another question in my life u.ú; DUNNY Who the hell is? Why not mention Bill? .. If someone can give me those answers promise to give him drabbles Teddy (?). Indeed this doubt consumes me, and we must thank aelilim , she always manages to put me to think of sooooo many things ~ and draw conclusions that ... well, that.

Tom Dunny making an appearance and love, Tomorrow what? Bill heterosexual ;_;... A break please

Finally, leave a drabblecito, only to keep out xDDDD.

Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Pairing: Teddy? Bill / Tom
Warnings: Beta
Twincest : aelilim

The moans echoed around the room, the darkness, your best accomplice. And "it" his chest of secrets.

sitting in the chair next to the bed, his clothes were scattered about, and in bed two figures fighting melee

-Tomi ...

He knew that prayer cried more than her body, known all her life to whom he exclaimed

;

Only he knew what was happening in that room to close the doors and turn off the light. Only he was a witness to the many nights of delivery, the caresses given under the sheets.

In the so-called silent silenced only when their bodies came into synchrony, thrusting slowly and gently.

removed from the groans that turned into deep wounds in the back of the greatest.

Only he

was the privileged who could see the forbidden love that consumed little by little. Only he, a simple and ordinary stuffed toy, Teddy, so often called.

first encounters the slightest recourse to him, crying , whispered that I was afraid it was wrong what they did. He quietly listened and advised.

also suffered with them when they argued and ended up with some hits. But he always knew he would return to be sought in the dark. He knew they could not be left or far away from each other.

felt split in two when the parents of the children were separated to find their adventures, but held out hope that someday return to his lookout. And so we can share some of that happiness that enveloped twisted.

He would always be Hence, with that face quiet and conspiratorial air, waiting to be, again, a silent witness.

See = D ~.

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around here, not really nothing to do ...

you know? Today is one of those days when I feel like a big cup of chocolate, a blanket and a good supply of movies to pass the time, but as I have not divagaré a ratillo, I hope not bother = D.

Desolation in the city.

Sunrise in Mexico City smog greets songbirds that are overshadowed by the sound from car to run on the gray streets of the city.

The sadness and the emptiness takes over from early people walk like robots that follow a well-defined pattern: Home-Job-House.

not seem to feel they are alien to their surroundings, and in a way they are.

The spark of life seems to be extinguished before each breath full of pollution choking or each spectacular that promises to make them more happy if you buy that plasma TV makes them much needed. Because the system so dictates, buy to be happy.

But what if life were beyond televisions, cars, luxury homes, in conclusion of money? Would it be a foolish person who does not know what you want in life?

Not everything in this life can be quantified, is does so with feeling, with the breath, to see? It is as if you arrived and said they feel someone twice or three times you breathe your mother.

Are you a young man who seeks equality thatched you an idealist and unpatriotic, according to the definitions we have been taught from an early age to be a patriot is to see, be silent, obey, and never ask.

"The truth shall make you free"

I wonder if it so, be prepared to know it? What really seek to know? And even knowing it what is expected to do?

are multiple questions that haunt me and my turban.

political trends are mixed: I do not know yet what will define me "I do not care about my country?

"You can not go against the system!"

I cry every television commercial, every sweet that led to my mouth.

Will I have to follow the path and find me?

I will not be of those people who get on the subway and that exchanging a look with you the emptiness of a mechanical life is reflected.

freely I laugh, cry and have someone listen to what I have to say.

Do I ask too much?

do not know, but I'm beginning to resign myself, do not expect anything.

But it's really not all that much a problem of my political leanings, it is more prefer to keep at bay ^ ^.

Which brings me a. .. Did you think that I forgot that I have a fic to be updated? For what they say yes, I will break your heart (?) And no, because thanks oo ~. I have to ask for an apology because I am too lazy to put it here so I'll give you the link to SH oo, just this once. The following chapters will be here and there xDD.

Fic ~

This brings me to that aelilim convinced me to do something with Billshido, so I'll get some of that, I still think it is a challenge as difficult (?) a Bustav, but we'll see if I can U_U.