#first blog

[alvaasturnxx]

Hiii, so this is my first time writing a fanfic lol! I hope you enjoyyyyy!————————————————————————The room had that quiet, heavy feeling that only came from staying in it too long.

Curtains half-drawn. Air unmoving. The kind of stillness that pressed against your chest and made everything feel slower, harder.

You hadn’t gotten out of bed.

Not really.

Your body was there, curled into itself beneath the blankets, staring at nothing in particular while your thoughts ran in circles you couldn’t escape.

A soft knock broke through the silence.

You didn’t answer.

Another knock, slightly louder this time.

“baby?”

Of course it was him.

“I know you’re in there,” Chris called, quieter now. “Your car’s outside.”

You exhaled slowly, debating whether to pretend you weren’t home. But that never worked with him.

The door creaked open anyway.

You didn’t move as he stepped inside, his presence immediately shifting the atmosphere of the room. Not completely, but enough to notice.

He paused for a second, taking it all in.

“…Okay,” he muttered under his breath. “yeah, this isn’t happening.”

You groaned into your pillow. “Go away, Chris.”

“No.”

The mattress dipped slightly as he sat on the edge of the bed. You could feel his eyes on you, waiting.

“You’ve been ignoring me all day,” he said.

“I told you I’m not going,” you mumbled, your voice muffled.

“I’m not talking about the party anymore.”

That made you pause.

Slowly, you turned your head just enough to look at him.

His expression wasn’t annoyed. Or pushy.

Just… concerned.

“Then what are you talking about?” you asked quietly.

“You,” he said simply.

You looked away again.

“I’m fine.”

“Yeah,” he let out a small breath. “you don’t look fine.”

Silence stretched between you, thick and uncomfortable.

You picked at the fabric of your blanket. “I just don’t feel like being around people.”

“Then don’t,” he shrugged. “I don’t care about the party.”

You frowned slightly, glancing back at him. “You’ve been trying to get me to go all week.”

“Because I wanted you there,” he said. “Not because I care about some random party.”

Your chest tightened.

“I just…” you hesitated. “I don’t feel like myself lately.”

He didn’t interrupt.

“I don’t wanna go out and pretend I’m okay when I’m not.”

Chris nodded slowly, like he understood more than he was letting on.

“Then don’t pretend,” he said.

You gave him a tired look. “It’s not that easy.”

“I know,” he replied softly.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

Then he leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, thinking.

“…Can you sit up for me?” he asked.

You blinked. “What?”

“Just sit up.”

You stared at him like he’d lost it. “Chris—”

“Please.”

There was something different in his voice. Not demanding.

Gentle. Steady.

Reluctantly, you pushed yourself up, your body protesting the movement. The blanket fell to your lap as you sat there, shoulders slumped.

“See?” he said quietly. “That wasn’t so bad.”

“Don’t get used to it.”

A small smile tugged at his lips.

“Stand up.”

You let out a short laugh. “Absolutely not.”

“Come on.”

“No.”

“babe.”

You shook your head, but he was already reaching for your hands.

“Chris—”

“Trust me,” he said.

His grip wasn’t forceful, just firm enough to pull you forward. You resisted for a second, but not fully, never fully with him.

Eventually, your feet hit the floor.

You stood there, slightly unsteady, staring at him.

“Happy?” you muttered.

“Getting there.”

Before you could question him again, soft music started playing from his phone, filling the quiet room.

You recognized it instantly.

You groaned. “You’re kidding.”

He shook his head, stepping closer.

“Dance with me.”

“I’m not dancing.”

“You are.”

“I literally just got out of bed—”

“All the more reason.”

You tried to step back, but his hands found yours, warm and grounding.

“Chris…”

“Just one minute,” he said softly. “That’s it.”

You hesitated.

Then..barely, you nodded.

His hands moved carefully, one resting at your waist, the other holding yours as he guided you into a slow, easy rhythm.

At first, your body felt stiff, uncooperative.

Your mind kept trying to pull you back under.

“This is stupid,” you mumbled.

“Yeah,” he agreed lightly. “but you’re still doing it.”

You huffed, but didn’t pull away.

His movements stayed slow, steady, giving you time to adjust. Time to feel instead of think.

“Stop overthinking it,” he murmured. “just follow me.”

Easier said than done.

But gradually—without you realizing—it got easier.

Your steps matched his.

Your shoulders relaxed.

Your breathing evened out.

“You see?” he said quietly.

You didn’t answer right away.

Because for the first time all day, your head wasn’t so loud.

It was just the music.

And him.

And the way his presence made everything feel… lighter.

“You’re really annoying,” you said finally.

He smiled. “And yet, here you are. Dancing with me.”

You rolled your eyes, but there was no bite to it.

His hand tightened slightly around yours as he spun you gently, pulling you back in—closer this time.

Not overwhelming.

Just enough to remind you he was there.

“I missed this,” he admitted.

You blinked. “Missed what?”

“You,” he said simply.

Your heart did that quiet, unexpected thing again.

The room didn’t feel as suffocating anymore.

It wasn’t fixed.

Nothing magically disappeared.

But it didn’t feel impossible either.

“…I still don’t wanna go to that party,” you said.

“Good,” he replied. “we’re not going.”

You looked at him, surprised.

“Then why—”

“Because I wanted you to move,” he said softly. “Even just a little.”

You glanced down at your feet, still stepping in time with his.

“…I guess it worked.”

“Yeah,” he smiled. “I know.”

And for once—

you didn’t feel completely stuck.

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[kaomojiaddict]

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Edit 5-27-26: rip to my blinkis, I ran out of space and tumblr refused to let me process the edits I made unless I removed something so they were caught in the crossfire :(

Edit (2) 5-27-26: also cleaned up clutter and wordiness in the intro section

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[itz-jadeeee]

Who hates the rain? Us.

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| 𝑘.𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

| 𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠 : 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒٫ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑘 𝑖𝑠 𝘩𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦. 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑦 𝑠𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟..

| 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 : 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠.

| 𝐴𝑢𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑟'𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒 : 𝐻𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑠!! 𝑇𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑡 𝐼 𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦'𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡. 𝛰𝑓𝑐 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝘩𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑚𝑎𝑜. 𝑥𝑜𝑥𝑜 𝑗𝑎𝑑𝑒 <𝟑

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Why wouldn't it be raining? Of course it’s raining the singular day you felt productive enough to go outside. You mutter to yourself, i guess I’ll just stay in my room all day, fuck the cold..

Unlocking your dorm with a small mechanical

Click

Throwing your bag onto the floor currently unbothered with where it is, you’ll just fix it later. Flopping onto your bed face first, mentally preparing yourself to actually have to change out of your uniform and taking off some of you jelewery so you don’t poke yourself when laying down. After contemplating laying like that on your bed for the rest of the night, you pull yourself up to your feet and walk to your bathroom to get unready.

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2 hours later and your in your natural habitat, hair pushed back with a headband, scrolling on your phone in your bed while your tv plays something in the background to drown out some of the torrential downpour happening outside. This is your form of peace, alone time where you can rot in your room and not have to listen to people yap in your ear for hours on end. Silence is always nice, and it was until there was a sound at the door…

KNOCK

KNOCK

KNOCK

“Damn it man don’t break the fuckin door out there” you screech to the absolute insane person that’s shaking your shelf with the pounding of their fist.

When your walking to open the door, you expect to see Mina coming to drag you out from your cave, or maybe even Denki pulling a stupid prank because he can’t go outside either. Definitely not the case.

“Took you forever” he scoffs while standing in the hallway like a lost puppy, shifting his weight from one foot to the other with both hands now balled up and shoved into his hoodie pocket

It takes you a second to process as you stare at your worst enemy at YOUR door for some reason. You’ve been at each others throats since UA started, you having a fire quirk always annoyed him because he already had to deal with todoroki and the difference between you and him was todoroki would just sit there and take any disrespectful comment from the GrEaT eXpLoSiOn MuRdEr while you didn’t tolerate that shit.

You guys were known as the biggest hotheads in 1A, people often bet on who would punch who first when you guys were in yet another screaming match over who could chop carrots faster. You started to avoid each other like the plague to prevent more nerve endings from frying. Only problem on your end is somehow through all the yelling and name calling, you still found him hot as hell. It’s not like you stalked him, your literally in class together so really it’s his fault he looks so good in his hero costume or the way his biceps show when doing a special takedown move on some. But that’s beside the point, because he HATES you so it’s best to ignore it is what you tell yourself.

So to see him, dressed in a black hoodie that makes his eyes look even sharper than normal, with a pair of grey sweats that hung low on his waist and…

“..are you going to stand there staring at me all night or can i come in weirdo” he says while the right side of his mouth turns up slightly into his infamous smirk.

Oh shit. Fuck was it that obvious..? Yes bitch it was..

“What the hell are you doing here anyway?” You ask snapping your eyes back up onto his, you rather burn alive than let him think your flustered even in the slightest.

“It’s fucking raining, i know we’re both stuck in this shitty place, and i thought id come bother your dumbass.” He says rolling his eyes as if what he said was common knowledge. Without even giving you a second to say anything else he shoves his way past you into your dorm kicking his shoes off and sitting down on your bed. Pulling his phone out to scroll paying you no mind, while stretching his legs out and getting alllll comfy on your brand new blanket.

“Uhm.. who the fuck do you feel like? Sitting on my bed, what are you doing Bakugo” you say raising your voice as you close the door behind you, walking towards your bed that he’s so keenly perched on. Obviously ignoring you he doesn’t even look up or acknowledge your presence. You walk close and go to shove his shoulder and as you extend your arm out he reaches out and grasps your wrist.

The touch although fast and heavy handed somehow feels soft, almost sweet in a way until he uses that grip to tug you onto you bed right next to him.

“Just shut up for a second will ya?” Bakugo turns his head to you slightly still with your wrist engulfed by his huge palm, you don’t dare break the contact as you start to feel a buzzing in the room while you watch as he scans all over your face like theres something he’s looking for or trying to memorize.

“..fuck you.” You settle for that to be your last statement but still you don’t go to pull away.

“Whatever you say, princess.” He rolls his eyes and smirks at his phone as if he didn’t just drop a bomb on you. Usually he would say something like “fuck you too extra” but this? This is different.

And for some reason, you don’t mind it, not one bit.

Instead you get comfortable, and share your silence with the guy who slowly slides his grasp down your wrist to intertwine your fingers with his, a quiet confession with just you, him, and the rain.

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[sillyandsleepyy]

telling the jjk men you missed your period 🙏🏼🙏🏼

𓏲ּ𝄢‧₊˚Telling the JJK men you missed ur period♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹

(requests are open)

Uh..this is my first smau, and basically my first fic since like 7th grade😭

Idk if it’s that good, i feel like i made them too serious, but i didn’t want it to be like…unserious, yknow?

but if yall like it, i’ll make a pt2 with Sukuna, Choso, and Geto..so lmk

Uh yes!!

[ceuxnoirst]

"they say we are who we are because of those who surround us"

⭑ oneshot ── [non-idol] CORTIS as your best friends since seventh grade, capturing every moment you've all shared through the lenses of your camera.

⭑ note ── i just felt kind of emotional of how we all just carry pieces of people close to us and get influenced by them so i decided to make this haha. they mean so much to me :'( first blog by the way.

DURING THE SUMMER, all six of you would always gather and stay in one of your houses. Your place was usually chosen the most because of how near it was from the beach.

It was a blissful morning, where James suggested to start the day with some fresh air by the sea—going as far as waking the others up just so all of you can go.

"Let's play a game! The first one who pulls away when the waves get closer loses." Keonho shouts after failing to push Seonghyeon into the water, grabbing him and Martin closer to the tide.

"Are you stupid? We're gonna get wet." Martin complains while laughing, even though there's no reluctance in his tone as he stands beside them—arms around each other's shoulders as they scream in sync with the sea.

After taking the shot from your camera, you approach James and Juhoon who stood away far enough from the water, showing the picture you took. They give a nod of approval.

"Why are they even playing that?" Juhoon asks, anticipating the waves that slowly immerse into the sand by their feet.

"One step closer! The water isn't reaching us!" You can hear Keonho exclaim, using his arms to pull Seonghyeon and Martin a bit forward.

"No, no, no, that's enough bro." Seonghyeon repeatedly refuses, obviously not wanting his pants to get soaked.

"We should join them." You suggest to the other two who are standing by your side. Juhoon, who has his arm around James' shoulder, uses it to his advantage to step closer towards the noisy trio, signaling you to follow as well.

"This is boring, the waves aren't reaching us!" You can hear Keonho whine, which makes you break a small laugh.

Juhoon takes the chance and attempts to push Martin further as the waves get closer, while you take this as a moment to capture with your lens.

You burst out laughing, watching the three lose their balance as the water nearly reaches their feet the moment Juhoon pushes Martin, while he held onto James for support so it'd be easier for him to run away if the water got even closer.

The waves unluckily reach them but couldn't react on time with Martin being pushed and dragging the two down with him. They scream and immediately jump in an attempt to escape the cold water that has already made contact with their bare feet and soaked their pants.

After taking a messy shot of their troubled and frantic faces, you immediately ran before the water could reach you as well, laughing at the nosy three.

"You all lost the game." Juhoon says, a winning grin painted on his face, while James shows an amused smile at them.

"Ah, this is Keon's fault." Seonghyeon immediately places the blame with a whine, folding up the edges of his pants that got soaked.

"Bro, Martin was dragging us down with him!" Keonho defends, wiggling his legs around.

"Juhoon pushed me!" Martin says with a laugh, pointing his index at Jju who only had a smug grin on his face while chuckling at them.

"The three of them are so similar, no?" You sigh with a smile, reviewing the pictures taken in your camera while James takes a peek beside you as well.

James lets out a hum in response, his arms crossed while eyeing the pictures you took just a few moments earlier. "They say we are who we are because of those around us." He says fluently in English.

You raise a brow as your gaze breaks away from the camera now to James, who's looking at the other four messing around. "Really?"

"It seems so." He responds, averting his eyes from them to you with a soft smile.

If that's the case.

"Happy birthday to you!" The last line of the traditional birthday song finally trailed off into silence as James closed his eyes to blow out the candles that stood on his cake, even though there were undignified spills of liquid coming out of it.

"What did you wish for?" You hesitantly asked, curious as to why he looked so calm and content after blowing his candles.

"Aren't wishes supposed to be kept a secret?" He laughs, the dimples on his cheeks slightly visible.

"Aw, c'mon! Spill! I swear I won't tell anyone." You said, pulling out your camera ready to take a picture of him.

"I wished for all of us to achieve our dreams side by side, and still celebrate moments like this." He said earnestly with a smile.

"Juhoon! Do you know where my—" Your words cut off mid-sentence upon seeing Juhoon in the kitchen playing Martin's ukulele, a bowl of untouched ramen rested in front of him on the table.

"Where's your what?" He stopped playing, and glanced up at you.

"I was gonna ask where my camera was." You said, still quite shocked at him knowing how to play the ukulele.

"Oh, it's right here." He reached his hand out somewhere on the table, moving aside a piece of cloth that covered your camera from being seen.

"Thanks." Taking your camera, you quickly turned it on and positioned the lens towards Juhoon, who went back to strumming on the ukulele. "Tell me, Jju, what can you not do? You can basically pull off anything at this point." You remarked.

"Hmm..." He paused mid-strum, trying to think. "I don't know." He laughed it off.

"GUYS!" You immediately covered Martin's loud mouth when he approached you inside the showrooms in the furniture area.

Juhoon and James stood around the corners cautiously as they held back their laughs. "What? What the heck is going on?" Martin questions in a really audible voice.

"Dude, shh! We're hiding from Keonho and Seonghyeon!" You whisper, putting up your index finger.

"What?! Aren't you supposed to be paying for their food? They're panicking out there!" He exclaimed with the most absurd facial expression you've ever seen, and he slightly failed to do so in a whisper. You could only wheeze from trying to hold in your laughter.

"Exactly, that's why we're hiding." You said, covering your mouth.

Unfortunately for his loud voice, the two youngest appeared and blew off your cover.

While you and Seonghyeon hung around outside the porch of James' grandparents house, a lot of cats ended up approaching you both.

"Woah, are these strays? Their fur looks too pretty." Seonghyeon said, crouching down at them to take a better look at the cats who meowed simultaneously.

"I don't think they're strays, Hyeon. They look like the cats that James' grandma owns." You chuckle, your gaze softening as Seonghyeon grabbed a good amount of treats nearby and fed it to the cat who didn't seem to leave him alone.

You sat down and a few ended up approaching you as well, though you needed to maintain a good distance before you'd start sneezing like crazy.

"You're allergic, right?" Seonghyeon asked, taking the cats away from you.

"Yeah. Man, you don't have to." You tried assuring him that it wouldn't be a big deal, but he kept quiet and made sure all the cats approached him using treats as bribery.

"Oh my gosh, I'm gonna burn! It's so hot!" Martin complains, taking off his black jacket. The atmosphere was mixed by the hot glaring rays of the sun paired with the cool breeze of the wind.

"We have to find shade to set up our picnic." James said, carrying the goods needed.

"We can throw some shade at Seonghyeon for his cooking skills instead." Keonho jokes, and you laugh at Seonghyeon's unbothered face.

"I don't even cook that bad." Seonghyeon defends, helping James set out the blanket.

"[name]! Take a picture of me here!" Keonho immediately runs off under the heat and sits on a bunch of huge rocks with the grass.

"Are you sure you won't be getting a heat stroke?" You asked concerned, and pulled out your camera from your shoulder bag.

"I won't! Swear!" He reassured, already posing like he's part of a Vogue photoshoot.

"—Helloo, earth to [name] ?" A hand waves over your face as you snap out of your thoughts. Reality hits you when you see the five of them staring at you like they've been waiting for a while.

You turn to look at James, who was the one waving his hand at your face, recalling his words.

"You okay? We were gonna get breakfast and we almost left you here because you stayed and zoned out." Seonghyeon asks.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. Where are we gonna eat?" You ask as they start to walk, while you follow and stick closely beside James.

"I think there's a breakfast place here nearby." Martin suggests, scrolling through his phone presumably looking up good places nearby to eat.

The four of them walk ahead of you and James in pairs, bickering and bantering here and there—until you felt a slight nudge on your shoulder.

Slightly turning your head to James' direction, your gaze meets his, in a natural way. You raise a brow in confusion.

"What were you thinking about?" He asks, making sure to look ahead just in case before his eyes turn back to you.

". . .About what you said."

"Hmm."

"I was hoping that since you guys surround me so much, I carry fragments of yourselves in me that makes me the way I am as well." You say, turning your gaze back to the four who are walking ahead too fast.

James nods, unknowingly holding back a smile.

"You guys, Hurry up! I'm starving!" Keonho calls out from across the street.

© ceuxnoirst

[yakamozz3]

❝ I know you can take it ❞

༄ 𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: sasuke x reader

༄ 𝒯𝒲／𝒞𝒲：fem!reader, boyfriend!sasuke, p in v, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, overstimulation, porn without plot, use of ‘good girl’, praising, choking

𝒫ℛ𝒪ℳ𝒫𝒯 ☆*:・ﾟ

Sasuke just loves you so much, but he also loves to take out his Stress on you <3

“just look at you“ sasuke cooes down at you with a grin on his face while thrusting into you with no mercy. “Taking it all like a good girl” he mockingly says cupping one of your tear stained cheeks with his hand. He just came back from a mission that night -an especially unpleasant one too- that really fucked with him, so why not fuck it out on you when he comes home he thought, and that’s what you’ve been doing ever since.

there you were submissively laying under him as he bullies his large cock into your -by now- sore little cunt. “sasuke” you slur out while other breathy whines escape from your glossy plump lips, the sound of skin slapping against each other and your sasukes groans filling the small room completely.You were completely cock drunk from his deep thrusts and his tip always hitting that one spot which makes you go insane. Your walls clenching so well around his cock, a creamy circle forming at the base of his cock from fucking your balls deep.

“sasuke” you call out again as tears well up in your ( e/c ) eyes from all of the pleasure. The way he rolled his hips, the way deep groans escape his mouth and the way your tummy bulges at his length makes you go feral. And he knows that too. “you’re too deep, I feel it in my tummy!” you barely manage to get out being too distracted from sasukes thick cock in your creamy pussy dragging against your gummy walls with each thrust making tears stream down your face.

“you feel me hm?” he replies with a breathy voice trying not to cum already, at this rate he didn’t just drive you crazy but also himself, getting lost in your wet tight pussy that was also so fucking warm he could come every second if he didn’t take pride in making you cum multiple times before he did. “Mhmm” you moan out while eagerly nod your head as a reply as he wipes away a tear from your cheek. deep groans still escaping his parted lips while his arousal washes away the anger and stress from before. “You’re so good to take your stress out on” he moans seemingly going faster, wrapping his hand tightly around your neck.

“Sasuke!” you moan out with your back arching and pussy clenching around his cock “I can’t take it anymore” you cry out with a whine and tear filled eyes watching sasuke still pounding you without a care.

“I know you can take it”.

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ： this was the first thing I’ve ever written some months ago and I finally got the courage to post it! Ik it has room for improvement so if you have any critic feel free to leave it here for me!!

[deathlyalcohol]

Drunken Touch

Toby Rogers x F!Reader (NSFW)

Words: 2.5k Time to read: 20min

Summary: You're drunk at a bar with your friends, when you notice this bartender giving you a couple of free drinks..

CW: 18+ Content, Alcohol, Mention of readers past relationship, drunk reader (also she consents), female reader, reader is a heavy drinker & smoker, Toby also smokes (yes it's hot) -toby seems to get a somewhat normal life but he still had that car accident, uhh fingering, unsafe sex, praising

Side note from the author: I am intoxicated and it´s 1AM so please note the spelling mistakes, THAT´S also my first blog SO have mercy on me thank you!! Also English is my second language. Tips on how to write better are always appreciated just don't be harsh/mean. - HAPPY FRIDAY 13th 😆

-NSFW UNDER THE CUT! MINORS DON`T INTERACT-

You and your friends decide to go out on a Friday, typically you always go out on Fridays. But this one, this one is different, it´s Friday the 13th and in your town there's always a party on that day. It´s been a year since you moved on from your ex but it seems you still haven't found anyone or any situationship at that matter. It feels like there is no one right for you. It´s difficult to find the perfect partner although today is different.

You guys meet up at your house and continue going to some random´s party. You first buy alcohol at the near by gas station - everything is already closed so it´s your only choice. You go up to the registers buy some cheap alcohol and head out. Layla, your friend, tells you the party is right at the corner.

„Better hurry up drinking this bottle of Eristoff." she says.

You down the rest of what´s left. The syrupy-vodka burning your throat but who cares you love doing it every time.

"HEyYy Y/N!" some people at the party are greeting you, you're not really popular but you know some people from going out this much. You say hi back, a bit tipsy but continue through the home. You sit on a couch, knowing it hasn´t been cleaned for ages, a matter of fact never. Still you sit down grabbing another bottle that's lying around and try to drink it. Fuck this tastes awful you think. Nevertheless you drink it empty and suddenly.

Shit... you see your ex, he didn't see you, but in a moment you get up and try to go to your other friend that came with you.

"Y/N do you see him?? Holy shit why is this piece of shit here??" Nova yells.

"PSSSH keep it down. God are you already drunk??" you try to keep her quiet but she is already walking up to him and you try not to make ANY eye contact.

Why is he here? He doesn't know anyone here and why now? I need to get the fuck out. You sneak out by a backdoor and light up the last cigarette you have. The smoke looks so beautiful in the moonlight. Layla coming out of nowhere asking for a cigarette, you just stare at her and share the one in your hand.

"Oh.. sorry didn´t know that's your last one but anyways do you want to go to a bar? It´s really boring in here and the alcohol tastes like shit."

"Sure but what about Nova she looks like she wants to stay?" you ask.

"Oh don´t worry, her boyfriend is here too and he has to drive, so he will look after her!" Layla replied.

So the next thing you both do is putting out the cigarette and go away from the party. You walk from bar to bar until it´s midnight and lastly you find the last bar to go to tonight. It’s cramped up in a small alleyway. Shaby but in a cool way, dark and small lightening. Inside there is playing metal music. You notice that the song that is playing in the background is Aerials by System of A Down. You sit on a near by window, cool summer air blowing into the room. Cozy yet mysterious, a bartender is coming, he asks

"What can I-I girls get you for tonight?"

"Two rum and cokes, please." you reply to the stuttering waiter.

You don´t think much of it. Continuing the conversation with Layla. You talk about how dumb your ex is and why he shows up in the first place.

"Man I can't believe he STILL is wearing ripped skinny jeans and that awful cap with his oily hair" Layla says laughingly.

"Yeah, why did I ever date that guy? Please remind me!!"

"Oh I don´t know but you have a SHITTY taste" she exclaims.

Right as she says the last word the brunette is handing you both the drinks. You didn't notice at first but HE was tall, he had a tape on his mouth - no wait, a bandage, you wonder what was up with that. He winked at you when he notices you staring at him. Gosh the alcohol must be finally working. Your friend still talking about your ex and sipping her drink while you drift away in your thoughts. I must be crazy for thinking he is so hot by just serving me a drink. He was. Oh how he is just cleaning the cups and putting away the dirty dishes. His arms circling the glass with the semi-wet towel. It made you feel something. Thinking about his hands rubbing you.

"Earth on Y/N!! Are you listening? I am talking to you.!"

"Yeah sorry I was just thinking why I dated that asshole" you lied but could you possibly tell your friend that you think the bartender is just hot by serving you both drinks?

"OHH I know what's going on!" your friend states.

"You think about how to get revenge on your ex."

"Y-yea you're right" you reply.

"Come on let´s go outside smoke a cigarette."

"Um I don't know if you forgot but we don't have any anymore" you state.

"Fuckk you are right. Well let's just ask the bartender he seems like he smokes." she implies.

Both of you get up. You adjusted yourself without knowing it.

"Heyyy uh.. sir" Layla asks unknowingly.

"Toby! You c-can call me Toby. What can I g-get you?"

"Just some cigarettes if you have any of course."

God my friend is so embarrassing.

"Y-Yeah no problem, the only thing is, I h-have rolling cigarettes but if you w-want t-to -twitch- I can roll them for you." Toby smiling says.

"YES thank you!" you loudly say and push your friend away before she says something rude or even more embarrassing things.

"Can you stop shoving me?"

"No! before you do any more stupid shit."

You wait outside of the bar. No one is around but it is 1AM. How could there be no one at this time? You tap your foot, badly needing a cigarette when finally Toby is approaching both of you.

You both thank him, he is trying to leave when you say "Hey uh do you want to join us? Tell us, why do you work here? I kinda want to get to know you." that's when you realised what the hell you said.

Ugh what the fuck. WHY did I just ask him that he has a job to do.

"Mhmm? Oh yeah I d-don´t see why not. She is a p-pretty straightforward lady mhm?" Toby asks your friend who is minding her own business.

She doesn´t reply so instead he goes up to you and asks again.

"Well if you say it like that maybe I am and maybe you know what I want from you" the alcohol hits more than ever.

You are completely drunk but you don´t care anymore, you only think about Toby. He's so shy but smug at the same time, like he never really talked to a woman before. He was caught off guard by the last sentence but brushes it off

"You kn-know you are pretty drunk, yo-you better be careful or else something is going to happen to you!" he leans forward to tell you.

You get red, he is so close to your face. You practically can feel his breath. Smoking the cigarette faster, you inhale so much, the smoke gets in your eye.

"Agh. My eye!"

"Huh are you o-okay?" Toby asks.

"Yea just smoke. in my. eye." ouch it hurts.

All of a sudden he holds up your chin to look if everything is alright. She is so mesmerising, I could look into her eyes forever toby thinks. After your eye stops burning you notice how close both of your faces are. You want to kiss him so badly and so does he. He saw how you swung into the bar, laughing and smiling. He knows you'll get to know each other better after this night. He was already captivated by your beauty the first time you stepped into the bar. He couldn't help but flirt with you. Her skin is so soft. He could kiss you but you are drunk this would totally go wrong. You try to lean in for a kiss when you get interrupted by Layla.

"Hey uh buddy. Do you mind letting go of my friend? We would like you to serve us more drinks now."

Buddy? I barely know her.

"Oh-h s-sorry.. Let me make you s-some drinks."

Layla is just looking out for you but you want this, you want him to look at you and hold him, you wanted more than just looks. Still all three of you went inside. Toby making some shots. After one there were two and then three shots, Toby actually drinking with the both of you due to being the last two people in the bar.

You look at your phone 3.56 AM. Layla has gone home earlier with a cap, leaving Toby and you alone. She was so drunk, she forgot trying to "protect" you. But you know Toby would be the one protecting.

You both are chatting and flirting "You know you're a good bartender and a hot one at that!"

" You think t-there are only ugly bartenders?" Toby laughing.

"I mean NoO but you are so so handsome. I can't resist your beautiful eyes." you just stare at him happy and drunk.

He can't help but also feel tipsy.

"Sorry but I h-have to close the bar n-now, it is already 4AM." he announces.

I better bring her home, she seems to fall at every step she takes. I can't risk her getting hurt.

"I w-will walk you home, it´s not safe and it's late"

"Alright big guy, but don't expect sleeping at my place. IT´S a mess."

Even if it is, he wouldn't mind it. His place has always been a mess. But maybe he can crash at your place, he wouldn´t try to convince you but the way you have been flirting with him all night tells him differently.

"You know yo-you´re pretty cute when you stare and giggle at m-me. It t-tells me you want me." you are stunned but it's true.

The whole night you've been thinking how he could touch you. With his rough hand, kissing your neck, fingering you. God maybe you really really need him badly. It´s not even the alcohol in your system. It´s your body that is craving for his touch. Imagining him on top of you caressing your face. The thought of it melts your brain.

You both stumble to your home, your arms hugging him not even letting go when you try to put your key into the keyhole. He's warm, you can feel his toned muscles. You're getting wetter the more you both touch each other.

"There y-you go gorgeous, do you need anything e-else?"

"Mhmm I need you, I want you Toby please" you beg not even recognising what you just said but that's all Toby needed to hear.

He picks you up, closes the door behind him and looks for your room. You kiss him, slowing on his neck.

"Hah- Fuck.. Y/N"

After walking for a while he finds your room settling you down on the bed. He gets on top of you and starts kissing you sloppily.

"S-So good- you taste so f-fucking- good."

You were practically clinging to his body slowing taking off your clothes.

"That's it baby hmm~" his breath getting heavier.

One hand holding your hip and the other one travelling down.

"Hah.. you are so soaked f-fuck. That's all because of me?" He laughed breathlessly, you can't help but moan as he circles your clit slowly..

Fuck I barely know him but why is he so fucking hot. Your moaning turning his dick harder, throbbing against his jeans. He starts to put one finger in, stretching you open, slowly working a second on in and curling them forward.

"Ahh.. Toby" you whined.

"Y/N-..please fuck.. Let me f-feel, mhm.. you" He can barely keep it together, craving your touch all night. You can feel his cock behind his jeans on your thigh, rubbing it, only getting painfully harder.

He pushes his finger deeper inside you, grinding them against your g-spot, his palm pressing down on your clit. You struggle to keep it together. Your whole body belongs to him, you can't keep up with his pace. You were so close when he unexpectedly stops.

"You are such a good girl f-for me do you know that, yeah?" You tried to focus but you only feel your pussy pulsating.

"Y-You do want my cock pretty girl, right?" You eagerly nodded. He stood up pulling off his shirt and zipped open his pants to yank them away.

"You really r-really want it that bad baby, huh.?" He was slim yet muscular, a weird tattoos on his arm and chest, scars and scratches. He seemed to be through a lot.

You could feel his impatience, ripping off your panties than his. His tip, a light pink, teasing your entrance. It was coated with pre-cum.

"Fuck..You are so wet. Only mine."

"Please.. I- I can´t take it anymore...Toby". you whimpered. Feeling his throbbing cock against your clit was too much. You needed him inside you. now before you went insane.

"C´mon you can beg nicer than that" He keeps running the tip over your swollen cunt. "Please Toby.. I need your cock inside of me"

"That's a good girl." He groans before slowly pushing his cock inside. He needs to stop for a moment, trying to not loose control. But when he sees you rolling your eyes back, he thrusts harder and deeper.

"God.. Fuck.. How could I have ever lived without this pretty cunt of yours." You were melting by every thrust.

One deeper than the one before. You look so pretty being fucked by him. His hands wrapping around your waist to get a better grip fucking you. He can feel him getting close and so were you. His cock slamming harder into your cervix, pressing so deep, practically a moaning mess.

"Fuck.. baby-" The feeling of you milking his cock while you also experienced a wave of ecstasy brought the thrusting to a stop.

He carefully pulled out when you realise he didn't wear a condom.

"Fuck.." you breathe heavily.

You don't care right now but you look at Toby who also stupidly smiles

"I uh I will give you the money for the m-morning after pill. How much is it? Like 20 bucks?"

You stare at this idiot and just snuggle up to him "More like 80."

You both will just get it the following morning. Now you just need rest.

Side note from the author: sooo Its now 6:40AM It was fun to write it but holy fuck I should NOT do all-nighters. Anyways I am sorry if the time is wrong I think I have a mix of past and present but its early in the morning my brain is functioning on water and energy.

TELL ME IF YOU WANT ANOTHER PART - I am going to sleep goodnight y'all 🫶

Inspired by @noctiva please check out her blog she is probably my biggest inspiration 🫶

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