#im drunk

Continuation of a recent post.

They're a bit drunk :').

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gachiakuta guys x fem!reader

warnings —> suggestive, a little toxic, drinking mentioned, not proofread..

about : what would happen if the characters of gachiakuta got drunk after breaking up with you? and came crawling back to u??

a/n : heh… ok I’m sorry I’m SO busy but trust I’m gonna be on my grind after this ☺️ this is gonna be an apology for not posting for a while 😁 also the weird spelling is supposed to resemble the slurring of words when ur drunk, I didn’t know if that was clear or not..

enjin

your phone buzzes on the counter. you ignore it the first time. then the second. then the third. by the fourth buzz you throw your blanket off your lap and get up.

you grab your phone and stare at the few messages for a second, trying to register what you see.

it was enjin. the same guy who broke up with you 2 months ago for being “too clingy.”

you still had his name saved as jin with a yellow heart and a picture of you guys kissing as it profile. it stung a little bit.

jin 💛: babey

jin 💛: babe

jin 💛: km outside ma

jin 💛: coke open forme so I can love uou

the fuck..? you knew he had to be drunk. more importantly why was he drinking and driving?

you : enjin are you drunk? were you drinking and driving? and why are you outside my house?

before he even read the message you heard a voice outside the door paired with loud knocking, startling you and catching your attention away from the buzzing phone.

“baaabeeeeee!! I’m back baby.” he says sluggish, leaning against the door.

“you have to be shitting me,” you say running towards the door. you open it to see enjin, looking drunk as fuck smiling at you with his eyes closed, a red blush taking over his cheeks.

his arm is up against the doorframe powering over your less tall frame. his body slowly starts to get closer and closer to yours before you realize he’s not coming in for a kiss, he’s falling.

“how much have you had to drink enjin? did you read my messages? why are you drinking and driving?” he falls against your chest and you grab his shoulders with your hands and stop him from hitting the floor.

“I’m fineeuh’mm drive better when I’m drunk anywahy~” his breathe hiccups on your chest and his arms wrap your waist pulling you towards him a little bit.

“what are you doing.” you push him up a little bit, making eye contact with him now.

“you broke up with me, we are not together anymore.”

he looks at you for a second. his eyes start to water and his mouth frowns. he’s fucking boo hoo crying.

“it was mm’y worst mistake of my life, mm’why did I do that I miss youmm’so much baby please take me bah-“

he couldn’t even finish his sentence before breaking out in tears crying on your chest, getting tears on your shirt. his hands are tightened around you as he gets on his knees looking up at you with those puppy dog eyes.

“argh, you’re such an asshole! let me breathe.” his arms unwrap as you back up a little bit.

“I was su stupidly.” he says.

“you were so stupidly? what does that mean enjin?”

“please babey. I didn’t mean to’hurt you’m.”

you look at him on the floor, hands between his legs, sitting like a dog with those fucking puppy eyes.

“oh my god just get off the floor enjin.” you say grabbing his hand and helping him up. you couldn’t believe you’re giving him a second chance, he has been in his feelings maybe he just needed space.

you walk to the couch and he sits beside you.

“I’m so so so sorry I wasn’t in a good headspace and gris got drunk and told me to cut things off with you. I regret what I did to you from the second I did it to where I’m sitting right now.” oh now his words were coherent.

you just stare at his face for a minute. his gorgeous puppy dog face.

“and what do I get from this?” you ask staring up at him.

“me, and flowers, and chocolate, and hea-“ you grab his lips before he finished the sentence.

“you are ridiculous enjin.”

“you lobe it.”

august

your friends invited you to a outing, nothing big, just something to get you out the house after your break up with august a couple weeks ago. it was for him to “focus on his craft.” he was so insistent on it you just gave it, it hurt but you couldn’t help it.

you spent at least 3 hours on makeup and hair. an extra 2 for trying to find a outfit. you looked like a million bucks and felt like it. you haven’t felt like yourself since the breakup so it felt good to get up and out.

you waiting on your friends in the bathroom, just scrolling on your phone.

you hear a subtle voice screaming your name a couple blocks down.

“…y/n!” the mystery person yelled.

you thought it was a coworker or something so you lower your phone and raise your hand to wave at them before taking a closer look.

it was august, running full speed towards you.

“Y/N!” he yells pushing people out the way and speeding up. he seemed a little droopy and drunk stumbling over himself.

he trips over his foot and topples to the ground. the cup in his hand falls in the street.

“Y/N!!! Y/N , BABE!” he looks up at you from the ground, and starts to wiggle towards you.

“august what the fuck??” you say still from the shock.

“OH I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH BABY COM’HERE-“ he says before getting up on this fours and crawling to you, pushing everything out of way.

his hands wrap around your legs and he rests his head on your thighs, holding you tight.

he rubs his head up and down like a puppy dog meeting his owner for the first time.

“august get off of me, we’re in the middle of the street.” you hit him on the top of his head.

“NO BABY PLEASEEEEUHHH!!”

your leg kicks out trying to move away from the scene.

“august youre drawing attention to us-“ you whisper down to him as he continues to slob on your legs.

“oh my god come on.” you grab his collar and pull him towards a empty alley, trying to get the attention off you 2.

you put him on the wall and step back to the wall behind you.

“august why, what, and how are you here???”

“mmm’baby I miss youeb.. we had so muchuh fun..” his head topples side to side staring at you through his thick glasses.

“you broke it off with me to quote on quote focus on your craft. I don’t think you’ve focused enough august, you look pathetic.” you say it with a full chest.

“I’m pathetic for you though babe, I haven’t been ablem to look or even think about anything but YOU babey plepleaseeee!” he crawls up to you, looking up at you from the hem of your skirt.

you can’t do anything but just suck it up, august was your first love and people make mistakes. but you weren’t gonna make it easy.

“how bad do you want me?” you say rubbing his head.

he smiles and kisses your thigh but you push him off.

“not here august…”

tamsy

you walk into the bar, taking in the alcohol smell. you broke up with tamsy about 5 weeks ago. you guys were barely even in a relationship because he refused to ask you to be his girlfriend.

there’s a free seat between 2 guys and a guy facing the other direction. you couldn’t see his face so you just took the seat.

after ordering a mojito you start to look around, observing the people around you.

the feeling of depression and loneliness really started to hit you as you took a long drag out of your cigarette. you breathe out and stare at the guy beside you with his head on the counter.

his hair covered his face just enough for you not to recognize him.

after a while of staring at the beautiful long blonde hair, you notice blue pieces sticking out on his chest.

his eyes blink open and you finally notice his face. his beautiful stupid sexy face.

you remember it like it’s nostalgia coming back to you. every single color and curve.

it was tamsy. the same tamsy who broke things off with you because of “unrequited feelings.” you could see his feelings on his face.

“t-tamsy?” your voice trips on its self seeing him again for the first time in a while.

the blondes eyes widen as he sees your face, your silhouette in front of him.

“babe..? his hands graze your waist as he looks up at you, slouched over in his seat a little bit.

“oh my, back already my love? I forsureee thought it would be at least another 2 weeks.” his head climbs into your lap falling over himself.

you push him off and up helping him recollect his composure.

“we are not getting back together asshole. pull yourself together and get off of me.” you stand your ground. you knew the one thing tamsy despised. weakness.

you grab your bag and put down a 10 dollar bill on the counter in front of you. your heels click on the floor as you make your way outside.

he follows you soon after but forgot to pay his tab, making him stumble over his feet at the sound of the bartender yelling at him.

he throws a 100 and speedwalks out of there, trying to find you in the crowd. you stand on the wall with a cigarette in your hand, taking a long drag.

“you know I don’t do emotions. it’s either we’re together or we’re not. don’t be dramatic.” his irritating voice did something to your stomach making it flip and twist. he smirks at the fact his voice made you mad. you he loved it.

“one last time won’t hurt..”

a/n : OK IM A CHUD IM SORRY 😞 I’m so fucking busy with life rn but I promise I didn’t forget this is just part 1, I’ll post part 2 asap and maybe make a part 3 ? 👀 I know it took like month for this to come out but I’m really gonna try to be more active because I’m not inconsistent than cory rn … anyways thanks for all the support and love, requests are all appreciated and open so feel free to ask 🤤 I HOPE YOU ENJOYED

It feelso good to have this heavy beer barrel sloshing wit everym oves making me drunk and burp im so horny and drunk

I want ti bé able to deink 5l in one go to see how roounmd i can get, and be this big and full and drunk 7/7 24/24 il mg

Katsuki’s needy when hes drunk

He drinks too much at the bar, the rest of the group is way too drunk, leaving you to take him home.

!clingy katsuki! (nothing happens we dont support drunk sex)

Part2

The whole group thought it would be fun to go our for drinks, mina, kirishima, sero, denki, jirou and of course Katsuki and you.

katsuki was your responsibility, he was your roommate after all, after UA you quickly found out how easy it is to live with him, to your suprise he stayed mostly out of your way, whenever you went out with the group he never drank that much, he never let go.

that was untill now, he had a shitty patrol and came home in a bad mood, you told him to stay home if he was gonna whine the whole time, but he was to stubborn for that.

the second we entered the low lit bar the group regularly went to he disappeared into the crowd ignoring denki yelling at him, he slid into a bar stool and started drinking immediately.

you left him for about ten minutes before going to check on him, his built sholders were hunched over the bar while a girl was sitting beside him feeling up his arms, the sight made you blood boil, not at katsuki but at the lady basically massaging a half conscious man at a bar.

“yo, can you stop feeling up my boyfriend?”

you say walking over to them and putting a hand on katsukis back, she narrows her eyes at me, scoffing. he wasnt really your boyfriend, but whatever kept the girls from feeling him up i guess.

“hes not your boyfriend, dynamite doesn’t date minor heros like you”

she snears, the bitch.

“talk like that to her again and ill blow you up in a blink of an eye”

katsuki says his voice a bit raspy, the undertone of alcohol making his voice slurr slightly.

the woman looks at him quickly, her eyes softening into a sickening mask of innocence

“i was just joking Bakugo, shes the one who started it” she says her voice rising a pitch.

“get your hands off him and fuck off.” you sigh siting on the opposite side of katsuki.

you see all the empty shot glasses beside him, he was a tall man with thick muscles it took alot to get him drunk, so the sight made of at least 10 shot glasses shouldnt have surprised her.

Katsuki finally looks up from the table, turning to look at you with low eyes, he lets out a soft sigh before wrapping his toned arms around your waist and pulling you half onto him, his head nuzzling into your sholder.

what the fuck.

katsuki had never once touched you unless it was an accident, and now he was clinging to you.

the girl instantly paled, sliping back into the crowd where kirishima and mina were watching the scene with there mouths open.

“katsuki whats wrong?” you ask trying to pull back slightly to see his face.

“your not a minor hero.” he says looking up at you, his ruby eyes searching your face.

you let out a soft laugh and he groans “dont laugh, you sound too pretty when you laugh” he sighs, standing up and re wrapping his arms around your waist.

you feel your cheeks flush, he has never ever fucking complimented you, especially not like that.

“fuck your drunk, come on ill bring you home.”you say grabbing the keys from his pocket.

he lets out a small laugh muffeld laugh, sonthing rare, somthing you hardly heard, it made him sound a bit boyish, free.

“at least by me drink first” he slurs pulling back a proud grin on his face.

“youve had enough of those” you muse patting his cheek, before grabbinf his hand and pulling him towards the exit.

he stumbles behind you, he was close enough for you to feel the heat emanating from his body, the soft sounds of him breathing.

the second you push him down onto his bed and turn to leave he lets out a whine, quickly stumbling up to wrap his arms around you from behind, pulling you back against his now bare warm chest.

“dont leave, j’s sleep with me, please ill be good” he says his voice needy, this was a side of him you never thought you’d experience.

“fine just promise you wont blow me up in the morning.” you sigh

“id never blow up my girl” he mumbles already pulling you down onto the bed and instantly curling into you, his head resting on your stomach, his arms looped tightly around your waist. he pressed a lingering kiss to your stomach, then another to your hip, before settling down.

your heart pounds a bit quicker, the soft affection from him making your head spin. you hesitate before pushing a hand into his spiky blonde hair, he lets out a content sigh, moving even closer if possible.

Jean Vicquemare An Alcohol