#nakedtoasted fanfic

[choocokookie]

OH SHIT THE BRAZILIAN FANDOM EXISTS!!! ummm how about... what it's like for the bloomic LIs to like someone who is... quite a bit shorter than them (about 1.50m). it can be sweet or nsfw, whichever you feel like!

Haha, yes, we exist! It is quite a small fandom, however, it is delightful to be around. Well, I really liked writing this piece... but I couldn't come with anything NSFW that was interesting to post at the blog. So, I will keep this one 100% SFW. Hope you still liking and thanks for the support <3

cw: gender neutral reader

Nightowl isn’t the tallest man alive, however, whenever he is near you it is impossible to not see his grin growing wider and wider at his lips. What can he do? You are just so adorable near him, he deeply adores to involve your delicate body with his arms and rest his chin over your head.

Teasing you is one of his favorite hobbies… After all, seeing your puffed cheeks and angry expression is too much for his heart, who warms up whenever he is able to rip out from you this kind of behavior. But don’t worry, he will never go too far… he may be a teaser, but he is not a cruel man. He just loves to provoke you, to watch you being slightly mad with him.

However, right after those moments of the man being quite mean, he will compensate you with comfortable cuddles. Owl will bring your body closer to his, so close in a point both heartbeats seem to be linked. As he rests his chin over your head, you know plenty well that it is impossible to escape from his embrace at this point… but it is ok. You know it is just his way to share his love with you, and honestly, you absolutely adore it.

Quest figure is so different from yours on an almost comic level. His tall and strong body is the complete opposite of yours, who is small and delicate… Whenever you two go out in public, it is impossible to not attract the attention from curious people. Saying that those people don't bother the man would be a lie, however, having you by his side can make all this situation way better.

The brunette is so kind with you… just like he is afraid of breaking your figure. As he holds you against his body, you can notice quite well how gentle he is trying to be with you, how much this gigantic man loves you to the point that he is scared of somehow harming you. And oh dear, it is so adorable. Your lips cross all his face, spreading sweet kisses all over it as you openly say how much you love him with all your heart.

Cuddling with him is such a good feeling… you feel so small in his grip, so protected. It is just like nothing could ever touch you again and somehow cause you any kind of harm. He is just like a big and comfortable bear, who is there to give you the affection you just crave so much.

It is almost impossible to not feel small around Toasty. A naturally tall person like them would already make anyone feel just so short, however, you are a very special case… Whenever they need to talk with you, you can notice their figure slowly curving itself until the point they are finally able to properly speak with you.

Kissing him is always a hard task, so, whenever you two want to share this sweet affectionate moment, you need to get on the tip of your toes… and it is just so cute. He never thought much about the height difference of his partners before, however, seeing you trying your best to be able to feel his warm lips against yours is something that can bring quite a cozy feeling to his heart.

Whenever you two are changing innocent touches with each other, laying over the soft bed, you can feel their chin kindly resting over your head - just like Nightowl does. In their embrace, you can realize how skinny your boyfriend is… even tho, you just love to feel so close to them at this point. You feel so small and loved by your lover.

If you taught Nightowl was a teaser, it is because you haven’t heard what Xyx enjoys making with you. At any chance he gets, he grabs an item and places it on a topper shelf, holds it right above you and intentionally avoids your kisses raising just a little bit his head. It is so adorable to see you all mad and embarrassed, doll… one of his favorite pastimes when you are around.

Don’t tho, he is more than ok to after such moments of teasing finally rewarding you with the affection you crave so much. He gently presses his lips over your neck, as he asks for you to forgive this poor man… And being completely honest with you: it is not like you can stay mad with him for such a long time. You love this man and the charm he carries with his personality… he is just so delightful.

When you come back to home, tired from your exhausting work, who seems to steal little by little your soul, you just wanna throw yourself in his hugs - and Xyx doesn’t mind even a bit with it. He firmly holds you, like he is afraid of you running away from your touch… but he isn’t rude or anything like that. The way he hugs you shows love and affection… an affection that makes his heart at least a little bit warmer.

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[covehearted]

Blooming Panic brainrot has given me an idea that won’t leave my head so I have to get it out

MC who is a single parent. After joining the server, you keep that part of your life private for the longest time.

You’re just so exhausted from people making assumptions about you and the invasive questions. You know having a child in your twenties while working such a time-consuming job isn’t the best. But that is no one else’s business; you love your child dearly.

Even if the other parent is a pos.

But when you start getting closer to your chosen love interest you can't put it off anymore. You're aware that not everyone wants to be with someone who already has a kid, you understand. Some people want to enjoy their youth and don't have a child in their plans now or ever. They don't want someone with "baggage."

So you ask for a voice call, readying yourself for the judgment. For the interest that your love interest was expressing to fizzle out as it had with every other date you've had since you left him.

But it doesn't come. You tell them that you have a child, that you understand if it's a dealbreaker but it would be better if it happens now instead of later. But they just smile, telling you that it's okay. That having your child isn't anything to be ashamed of and certainly not something that's going to drive them away. If anything, they admire you for doing so much for your child. Suddenly the number of hours that you work make sense. Your anxiety about changing jobs makes sense.

You have someone who you love, who relies on you. You can't take risks with them. You won't. 

For Quest, in particular, he has to ask if the other parent is... him. When you tell him that yes, the same person that doxxed him was unfortunately the other parent he sucks in a breath between his teeth. He offers his condolences that someone who you try so hard to distance yourself from is so connected to the one who you love the most. You joke that at least now your child will have a better father figure in their life.

Quest tries not to show just how that makes his brain short-circuit and how warm his chest feels.

Nightowl has a moment of pause, but just a moment. He's 25, he's just finishing college, and he has some personality hangups but... he can work on those. He has a job pretty much lined up. He can step up if you'd let him. He wants to. Suddenly the more responsible side of himself kicks in. All he wants is to love you and he can absolutely love your child just as much. He comes across as more of a cool older brother or cousin at first but soon he really hit his stride.

Something about being a dad just brings out the best in him.

Everything clicks into place for Toasty. Your escapism and late hours make a whole lot of sense. They don't know how they didn't guess it in the first place but it honestly... makes him want you to get a better job even more? You wake up so early to go to work, then you go right home to be there for your child so you can be a parent to them and then your one break is the server and Bloomic... You deserve to have a job that gives you more time for your family. He wonders if he could convince you to move in with him?

Maybe you could actually be their secretary. They wouldn't mind having you closer... they feel their cheeks getting hotter just thinking about it.

Xyx takes it in stride. Honestly, he might have noticed it earlier than you would expect. Something about your schedule, about how you knew just the right things to say to help him when he's feeling down. Like you know. Like comforting someone vulnerable is something you've done plenty of times. He knows for sure he's not... the perfect role model. He can be reckless with habits that just barely toe the line of being self-destructive.

But he also has a stable, incredibly well-paying job. He would be happy to give some off-record advice on how to cut off parental rights to make sure that he-who-shall-not-be-named won't bother you or your child again. He jokes that he got a great deal, he got the love of his life AND a child in one go.

He's a pretty lucky guy, ain't he?

#blooming panic #quest #nightowl #nakedtoaster #xyx #headcanon #fanfic #imagine

[moonsplit]

Please if anyone wants to request Our Life, Error 143, Blooming Panic, or Project Blue headcanons I would adore you forever 🙏

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[fuckentoastybitch]

Phone Call

A NakedToaster x reader drabble. GN reader but reader's server username is defaulted to LovelyLola.

This is my first fic here. I wouldn't call myself a writer per se, I haven't written in a long time and tbh I don't brush up my skills often so my writings are usually very simple, the same could be said about this one but I think it's nice enough

"I don't mind at all. Take your time."

Bloombot thanked you and you left the call, leaving her with Toasty to discuss their matters in private. You were being truthful that you didn't mind leaving them. Needing some time to process your thoughts, Toasty's love declaration from a moment ago was still ringing in your head.

"Fuck it, I love you."

They really said it, holy shit.

You look down and remembered the pink note in your hand where you had hastily scribble down his phone number, but you realized the note is now folded in a few places.

Fuck, you must've crumpled it in your excitement when you asked Toasty for their name.

Before Bloombot interrupted, that is.

God, you're such a lovesick dork. Your phone was right there next to the monitor and yet you chose to grab a PINK NOTE out of all things and wrote down the number like some swooning high schooler. A grin formed at your lips regardless as you read the number in your head again and again. You're so smitten it's ridiculous.

You wondered about Toaster's real name once again when a familiar sound effect rang from your computer and you look up to see xyx had messaged the general channel. The server is back up! Everyone flooded the channel with hellos, clearly happy to see each other again. You know you are too. It's almost unbelievable you somehow had managed to persuade a bot to not bring and end to your one source of happiness in this moment.

If Bloombot had really shut down the server…

Ugh, you don't even want to think about it. Especially not right after you and Toasty had just being honest about your feelings. You found such a special person in such a short amount of time but you cared for him too much to lose them in the matter of seconds.

The #juicy-gamers channel lit up and you already knew it was Toasty.

Click

NakedToaster: I just want to tell you again

i love you

a lot

FUCK, they're so affectionate now?! How the hell will you be able to handle this?

NakedToaster: text me tomorrow?

Oh, no. Bloombot's shut down yesterday gave you too much of a fright. You decided you need to call him now.

LovelyLola: how about i call you?

NakedToaster: now?

LovelyLola: no toasty, next year

jk lol

yes now

please, yesterday scared me

i want to hear you again

NakedToaster: fsjgdjdfh

fuck

ff

okau

okay

xyx: disgustang

LovelyLola: LMAO

NakedToaster: LMAO

xyx: get out of my christian server NOW

Your palms were a little sweaty mom's spaghetti so you wipe them down on your pants before dialing his number. The first ring didn't even finish before they picked up. Someone's eager.

Not that you can blame them.

"Hel- oh fuck-"

You hear a thud on the other end followed by the sound of someone clambering under what you assumed to be his chair, a string of curses tailing their noises.

Yep. You really love them.

"Sorry, my hand was uh…"

"Mhm?" You hum innocently, just to tease him a little.

"The.. the phone slipped, " an awkward chuckle buzzes through your speaker.

"I heard."

"Shut up," his voice was exasperated but affectionate. "Fuck, is this really how we're starting our first phone call?" You both laughed.

"Seems like it."

"Hm. I thought a it'd be kinda similar to the vc but this is… different. I mean, in a nice way!" he fumbled. "It feels more personal."

"Yeah."

A moment of silence passes you both, but the silence is comforting. It feels almost as if they're really there with you. God, you want them to be there with you.

"Anyways," you hear him taking a breath. "Hi."

You smile.

"Hi, Toasty."

#blooming panic #bloomic #nakedtoaster #bp nakedtoaster #nakedtoaster x reader #gn!reader #fanfic #self insert #pls tell me if there are any grammar mistakes lol #plus im sleep deprived #obligated english isnt my first language mention here

[chris-continues]

How the bloomic characters would help you feel comfortable in your outfit.

Quest- he’d kiss your arms, face, neck, wherever you’re insecure abt (if you feel comfortable w that, ofc) he’d definitely be a huge gentleman. Would get you a present to feel better if you wished.

Nightowl- would try to find something similar to what you’re wearing and wear it with you. If he can’t find anything, he’ll wear something he’s insecure about. Maybe give you a kiss or two ~~would definitely give you a kiss or two~~

xyx- this amazing man would hug you from behind. “Love, ya look amazing. If you want to change then go for it, but if you really like this outfit I say you should also go for it, yeah?”

NakedToaster- they can understand. They move next to you, and will listen if you want. If not, he may not be the best with words and he personally doesn’t believe much in them, but they’ll try to offer a word or two. Hold your hand if it makes you feel a bit better.

#blooming panic #visual novel #nakedtoaster #bloomic toasty #chris writes #fanfic #my hcs #blooming panic nightowl #blooming panic xyx #blooming panic quest

[will-come-a-poet]

Hello you wonderful people! 

Recently, I had the absolute honor of writing (and acting as a moderator) for the Blooming Panic Blooming All Year Round zine! The Blooming Panic community has honestly become such a comforting place for me. So, working alongside such talented individuals to create something that represents just a portion of the fabase's love and creativity marvelous! 

Anyway, this is a link to preorder a physical copy of the zine but there is also a digital version available for free. It’d mean the world to me if you could show your support by grabbing a copy (and while you’re there why not check out my fic on pages 8-11 ;) ). Shout out to Leah for being the most amazing organizer, my fellow moderator Des for being wonderful, and every talented individual who poured their love and effort into this piece. Oh, and shout out to robobarbie and every other beautiful person involved in the creation of Blooming Panic.

#blooming panic #blooming panic toasty #blooming panic quest #blooming panuc nakedtoaster #blooming panic xyx #blooming panic nightowl #blooming panic fanwork #blooming panic fanart #blooming panic fanfic #blooming panic zine #blooming panic fan zine

[sailxrmxrs]

i’m so sad bro, like tears in my eyes kinda sad 😭 wanna hug owl, or toasty or x so bad rn fr,,, anyways, how are youuuu?

oh no! i'm so sorry to hear that you're not doing too great right now. sending you so much love and so many hugs !! i hope that your day gets better soon and that you're feeling okay. i can't do much, but what i can do is write some little headcanons for the lis comforting a sad mc. i hope these offer a little comfort while you're feeling the sads! much love, anon ♡ (also i know you didn't mention quest but i've added him in there too for extra comfy vibes) apologies that they're on the shorter side, it's late and i'm sleepy but i wanted to write these as soon as possible for you !

♡ nightowl ♡

When you text Nightowl about how badly your day had gone, expressing just how much you wanted to crawl under the covers and sleep, he's immediately calling you. As he starts talking to you, listening to what happened, you start to realise he sounds a little out of breath but don't think to question it. He's called you while working out before, so it wouldn't be out of character for him to do it again. He stays on the phone with you, talking about his own day to distract from how yours had gone. It's not until you notice Nightowl's voice is getting quieter, as those he's scared of being heard, that you begin to question things. When you ask if everything's alright he simply instructs you to open your door. Of course, you're racing to answer it now that you know your favourite person is waiting on the other side. And, as expected, when you open the door Nightowl is standing there with his phone in one hand and a bag in the other.

"I've got a special delivery right here with your name on it, cutie," he declares with the biggest grin on his face. "One bag of snacks and one incredibly hot and thoughtful boyfriend to enjoy them with." You're both laughing as you pull him inside, arms wrapping around him and soaking in his presence. Then suddenly you're being swept off your feet and carried off to your bedroom. Snacks are deposited next to you and Nightowl is right there with you, excitedly leaving kisses all over your face and ensuring not a single spot goes untouched. It's as if he possesses a magical touch that simply eradicates any and all negative feelings, able to cure you of your ailments and restore some semblance of yourself. An evening you'd written off as ruined is all of a sudden made perfect again, all thanks to Nightowl.

♡ quest ♡

When you arrive home from work, the long day having completely caught up to you, everything seems to fall apart at your feet. It's like there was a layer of glass so paper thin enveloping your entire body, sheer will keeping it from shattering. Then, the moment you stepped into the comfort of your home, the small cracks that dotted it broke apart and left shards of glass at your front door—along with it, your resolve and any ability to hold back any tears. Quest usually got home from work not long after you but a mishap with the office's internet meant they'd all been told to leave a little earlier so he was able to come greet you at the door. Upon seeing you, Quest instantly pulled you in close for a warm hug, his arms wrapping around your body as he gently rocked from side to side. Then he pulls back ever so slightly, fingers softly moving stray hairs from your face while he smiles in that caring way that warms your insides.

He lingers for a moment in the contented quiet, simply admiring your face before he questions. "Feeling better? Come on, I've already made a start on dinner." And he's leading you to the kitchen, prompting you to take a seat on the counter so he can talk while he works, returning every once in a while to kiss you so your lips tingle as he pulls away. He may not be able to turn back time and erase all that made you sad or hurt you, but he can certainly do everything in his power to turn it into a fuzzy memory of the past, long forgotten in place of Quest's tantalising kisses and over the top singing to whatever music he has playing in the background.

♡ xyx ♡

Xyx struggles with words sometimes. Being emotionally vulnerable is hard, even after how far he's come. So when he comes into the room about to ask what you want to eat for dinner and sees that you're crying, eyes puffy and cheeks blemished red, Xyx takes a second before his brain spurs into action. He'll happily sit and listen to you talk it out, but doesn't always know the right words to say back. What if he makes this worse? There's nothing he could want less than making you cry even harder. And so he's cradling you to his chest, a hand leaving sweeping strokes down your back while sobs wracked your body. His cheek is laying atop your head while his other hand wraps around the back of your head, staying there until you feel yourself calm, the intense wave of sadness now lessened to a gentle ripple—still present though far less obliterating and all-consuming. Once you pull away from Xyx's hold, his hands fall to hold yours, his grip firm as he looks into your eyes with an earnest question.

"How are you feeling? Is there anything else I can do?" He's not entirely sure how to navigate situations like this, unsure of what is exactly the best course of action to take. But he figures that asking you what you need right now is a good first step. And he listens. Listens so intently that he's quiet for a good while, taking in all that you offer and making sure to act on it. If you feel like eating your comfort food, he'll make it, order it, whatever needs to be done to make sure you have it. Need a distraction? Then he's got Cat at the ready and a new series on the tv waiting to watch all night, all while cuddling with you and not leaving your side.

♡ nakedtoaster ♡

Toast gets home from a long day at the office, exhausted and ready to collapse on the sofa for a few hours before he heads to bed with you. They're taking off their shoes, leaving their things by the door and calling out to you to let you know of his arrival home. Usually you'd come to see him, ready to jump into a tight hug or you're shouting back a "welcome home!" before telling them you were just doing something in the kitchen. But tonight was different. Tonight your response was half-hearted and tinged with a layer of sadness that cleaved Toast's heart in two. It set his senses alive as he abandoned all thoughts of the usual routine, entirely set on finding you; there was nothing more important to them than you, especially when you were upset. When he found you sitting on the sofa, bundled in a blanket with a tear stained face, Toast near crumbled at the sight. They crouched in front of you, hands gentle as they roamed your thighs just above the knee and left soothing circles.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm here. I've got you." His voice is gentle and calm and everything you needed in that moment. A pure reminder that they love you and will always be there the moment they know you need it. For the rest of the night he's holding you close, listening if you feel like talking, but most of all just being there with you whether it's in silence or deep conversation. Anything you need and they will do what they can to provide it.

#blooming panic #blooming panic x reader #blooming panic fanfic #blooming panic xyx #blooming panic nightowl #blooming panic nakedtoaster #blooming panic quest #anna writes

[silentiawrites]

Melancholic Melodies

A NakedToaster x Reader fanfic

Angst. Angst all the way. Have your sadness soup.

Edit 1: I should toss in a summary, but it’ll be a rough summary. Reader and Toasty have a not very fun argument, and they drift apart for a moment. Though, there is something that manages to help them reconnect, and sometimes space then reconnecting is all you need before you actually solve an issue. TLDR? Accio healthy relationship problem solving and support, but make it realistic. And no dialogue till the end, like how most of my works will be at the moment.

Edit 2: I should add that it does have hurt/comfort elements, but that’s more towards the end. Still feelsy, but a bit optimistic.

Have fun with your tasty Sour Patch Kid dipped in McDonald’s Sprite level pain angst and hurt/comfort fics. I feed you the good stuff.

Part 1 - Turbulent Tritones

Part 2 - A Dissonant Spiral

Part 3 - Our Bittersweet Sonata

#blooming panic #bloomic #NakedToaster x Reader #fanfic #reader insert #angst fic #angst #blooming panic angst #blooming panic toasty #blooming panic nakedtoaster #i've got a feeling we're not in bloonini anymore #gn! reader #hurt/comfort

[trashpandakay]

Support Gaming - NakedToaster x Reader

Hi yes me again with more BP smut because I have no control fsjkdfhd

Next up will be nightowl and Quest because ofc I’m writing smut for all of em!

Story’s below the cut because it’s so long!

You and your boyfriend Toasty have been together for a little over a year since the two of you had met on the Blooming Panic Discord server. You loved the man dearly, from how flustered and shy he could get to the way he smirked when he got you to act the same. Every day with them had been bliss since you two had decided to move in together. The only problem was that a lot of the time when you wanted to get intimate he seemed to only have one thing on his mind: FFXIV. At first you thought it was cute that he got so focused, he couldn’t pay attention to anything else at all. However now you were feeling a wetness between your thighs and you needed him desperately. As he was going through a raid with xyx, you decided to tease him a little. Maybe that would get him to pay attention to you finally.

You went into your closet, changing into a short skirt and low cut tank top with thigh high stockings. If this didn’t scream “fuck me”, Toasty was hopeless. 

As you returned to the gaming room, you approached the blonde from behind his gaming chair, gently rubbing his shoulders.

They glanced behind, pulling his headphones away from his ear. “Do you need something babe?”

You smirked, shaking your head. “Just keep doing what you’re doing. I’m just going to help a little, is all.”

He turned around fully in his chair while turning off their mic for a moment, his face heating up as soon as he saw your outfit. “D-dressed like that?!”

“Well of course silly. How else would I be able to be proper support?”

He hid his face, arousal already starting to show through his sweatpants. “I guess that’s fine…”

You grinned before gently brushing a bit of his blonde locks away from his neck, leaning forward to place a tender kiss right in the sensitive spot. He bit his lip, trying not to moan into his microphone. You smirked, taking the time to leave a few bites and kisses down to his collarbone. They sighed softly as you lifted their shirt, leaving more kisses down their chest and stomach, stopping just above the waistband of their sweatpants. 

As you glanced up at them, you could see them beginning to unravel a little, no longer fully paying attention to the game even though you could hear xyx on the other end of the headset telling Toasty off.

“Earth to Toasty? Pay attention or we’re going to lose! Why are you so off your game today?!”

You giggled as you slipped your hand under their waistband to their boxers, pulling the pants down while exposing their erect member. “Maybe you should focus a bit harder on the game babe. I don’t want to be the reason that xyx hates you forever for losing the fight.” You smirk, giving the tip a slow lick.

He shuddered in pleasure, biting their lip to suppress another moan. “God you’re really going to be the death of me, Y/N.” They whispered, a bit of desperation in their voice.

Toasty continued to play their game while you slowly licked your way up and down his shaft, trying desperately to keep quiet. He would never admit it but this was extremely hot. Maybe they’d return the favor one day while you’re playing one of your games. As you took him fully into your mouth, he nearly gasped directly into the microphone. Gotta be more careful there, Toast. Can’t be too obvious…

You hummed in satisfaction, proud of how quickly he was unraveling for you. Soon he would be an absolutely flushed mess, begging for more of you. They were never really the type to be too dominant, but you were hoping that with all the teasing something would snap within them. As you began to bob your head up and down his length, he bit his lip hard, trying to hold back a melody of moans and gasps. Over the headset you heard xyx complaining that Toasty had once again crashed into a wall instead of hitting an enemy followed by asking if they were alright.

They cleared their throat and mustered up a quiet response. “Y-yeah I’m fine. Sorry, Y/N just came into the room so I got a little distracted.”

“Jesus mate, why don’t you just say you saw her and got flustered? You’re literally such a simp!”

He huffed. “I am not, xyx! She just…wanted to know if I needed a snack.”

“You are truly a horrible liar, Toasty. Better not end up in court or you’re sure to be charged with perjury!”

“Whatever! Let’s just finish this up. I’m getting tired anyway-” He quickly coughed to cover up the low groan about to escape their lips when a particular flick of your tongue makes their cock twitch in your mouth.

You could feel your panties starting to dampen more. Perhaps it was from pleasuring your partner or maybe even the fact that they were trying so hard to be quiet while on call with their friend but it was lighting a fire in the pit of your stomach. You reached down to rub at your clothed sex while continuing to pleasure them.

He licked his lips a bit while trying to keep his breathing even, wanting desperately to just sit you on their lap and have their way with you. Why did you have to tease him so much? It definitely wasn’t fair. They would have to make a mental note of this later to enact revenge. 

His thoughts were once again interrupted as you slowly slid him out of your mouth, glancing up at him with a mischievous grin. Before he could react, you were seated in the tall gamer’s lap, your wet panties pressed against their dick.  They tensed up, a tiny gasp managing to escape their lips. You started grinding against them slowly, leaning forward to kiss their face and neck. They grunted in annoyance, really wishing that the game would be over sooner. You were doing a number to them and all they wanted was to fuck you senseless at this moment. He took a deep breath, gripping his controller a little harder when he felt just how wet you were against him. 

“There we go Toasty! We did it all thanks to my stellar fighting skills.”

He grinned, a dash of pink on their cheeks. “Sweet. I’m gonna be AFK for a few. Be right back.” He turned his mic off, taking the headset off of his ears and looking at you with hunger in their eyes. “You’ve been teasing me this whole time. Now it’s my turn to have my fun.”

Before you could even respond, they lifted you up to them, carrying you over to the couch and laying you down with them on top of you. You let a moan escape your lips as they peppered your neck and shoulders with kisses. You felt your face heat up as their fingers danced up your inner thigh, just before the panty line.

“Wow Toasty out here being dominant for once. I kinda like this side of you. Usually you’re a squirming mess instead of me.” You commented, a small smirk on your lips.

They scoffed, giving you a slight eye roll “Don’t tease me like that! It’s not my fault that you’re good at what you do. I just like to admire you sometimes.” With that, his fingers dipped under your panties, gently parting your folds to rub at your clit. You gasped as you pulled them into a heated kiss, your fingers getting lost in their golden locks. They moan into the kiss before inserting a digit into your tight hole, earning a loud groan and a sudden buck of your hips. You were their plaything now and they were going to be sure you knew that. 

They started thrusting into you, adding another finger to stretch you out more. You let out a melody of moans and gasps, lifting your hips up to feel their touch more. They grinned as their thumb grazed your sensitive bud. “What do you think, Y/N? Are you ready for me?”

You nodded, knowing full well that you would not last much longer if they just kept teasing you like this. You wanted to cum with them. No, you needed to cum with them. With one more thrust of their fingers, he pulls them out of you, licking them slowly. “God, you taste so good. I can’t wait to fuck you.” They made quick work of both of your clothes, leaving them in a haphazard pile on the floor. 

They lined their tip up with your tight wet hole. “I know, I’ll be gentle to start.” You squirm and groan as they slowly penetrate you. Toasty was a lot bigger than you had first thought. Must come with the height. Once he is completely inside you he holds it in that spot until you tap him to let him know he can start moving. They start at a slow pace, a low moan leaving his lips as he thrust into you. “God y-you’re so tight. It feels so good Y/N…” You clench a bit, already starting to feel that all too familiar pit in your gut. How were you supposed to last long when they always treated you so well? 

They groaned as they started to quicken their pace, gripping at your thighs for better leverage. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in a bit closer. He reached a hand up to lightly play with your breast, gently pinching and rolling your nipple as the thrusts became rougher. He was obviously starting to get close again. All that teasing certainly worked you both up seeing as that familiar pressure was starting to build more in your stomach as well. “T, I’m getting close. I want to cum together if that’s alright.” You moaned at him. 

They cursed under their breath, their face bright red. “Of course Y/N. Cum for me babe.” He continued to thrust into you, their other hand reaching down to play with your clit. You screamed out in pleasure as you felt your body tensing up. You saw stars while you rode out your orgasm, Toasty not far behind as they came deep inside you. You both started panting, both of your cheeks flushed. He slowly pulled out of you, gasping. “Fuck I needed that. You spoil me far too much, Y/N. I really do love you.”

He helped you both clean up before returning to his headset, realizing that he never actually turned the mic off when he heard xyx on the other end.

“You know how to mute yourself, don’t you? I had to send Cat to the other room because of both of your lewdness. Next time warn a man before you’re going to make him listen to audio pornography, yeah?” The Aussie teased.

#blooming panic #bp #bp nakedtoaster #nakedtoaster #blooming panic nakedtoaster #reader insert #smut #nakedtoaster smut #xyx makes an appearance too oops #xyx #bp xyx #blooming panic xyx #fanfic #kay be writing

[sweet-coffee-milk-tea]

Sad brain wants serotonin, but sad brain too sad. So sad brain makes a blooming ficlet too help with sad through osmosis.

Toaster noticed that you weren’t there.

Mentally.

Physically right up against their side, tucked beneath their chin, their arm around your waist keeping you situated, inches from crawling onto their lap staring at the screen as they played final fantasy.

They’ve long since grown accustomed to playing single handed when you got into your clingy spats.

You did say your love language was physical touch.

On top of that you were relatively quiet by default so as it stands you weren’t really acting any different.

Yet there was a nagging at the back of their mind. Like an itch they couldn’t scratch.

“You okay?” Voicing their concern without missing a beat they didn’t even have time to consider tact. They were urgent to figure out what was wrong.

The top of you head buzzed with their words but you didn’t look up.

Shit something really was wrong.

You were a sucker for eye contact especially teasing Toaster with it, reveling at how flustered it made them.

You nod your head. Not the least bit convincing but still you trudge through the act.

“Want to talk about it” their voice was still low patient and soft. Such a bold face lie was easy to detour.

A shake this time.

There was nothing to talk about nothing to get over. You just felt off, that was it no world ending revelations.

Just nothing.

They weren’t convinced.

Writing a quick message to Xyx, they shut the laptop as the man on the other side of the screen ranted on about afking in limsa lominsa once again.

“You sure, I’m here if you need me?” They were willing to stop everything for you and that usually would have you swooning.

Cooing at how much you were loved until Toaster was a mess of grumbled half hearted complaints.

There was a trickle of feeling an upward twitch of your lip but otherwise gaining nothing but a single swing of your head.

They paused not willing to go back to playing FFlV knowing something was wrong but also in the dark as to what to do.

Tugging at their hair again and again trying to think only to managing to undo their braid, leaving their outside as disheveled as their insides.

You instinctively reached out to the hair in your face mindlessly braiding the end. Trying to focus on something no matter how irrelevant.

Both of you enjoyed messing with each other’s hair, despite not feeling much from it now.

It was familiar it was comfortable.

Affection, physical touch.

Then it clicked.

It may not be the answer but it was a start.

“Want to c-cuddle” they coughed trying to get over their embarrassment for you.

Living under the same roof was new to both of you so it was manageably awkward. Leaving initiating most things to you.

You enjoyed it, reveled in it even but it was obvious you were a bit off kilter.

No thoughts head empty kind of kilter.

So it came to a shock to hear him so bluntly ask. A shock that shook you to the cold beating thing you called a heart.

Finally after all this your eyes met and they could see the mist building up before just spilling over.

The overt affection you were receiving left you vulnerable unable to keep the farce a second longer.

You weren’t okay.

It took only a nod and they were leading you back to your shared bed. Climbing in first albeit a bit wobbly before opening their arms in invitation.

You to curl up in their chest. Melting as they closed their embrace with a timidly heavy squeeze.

Their fingers tapped for a second before leaning into the familiar again and carding

their fingers through your hair just quietly existing in the moment.

Well at least outwardly inwardly they was on a internal rampage of ‘am I soothing enough, fingers please don’t hurt them, oh fuck, shit, ahhhhhh’

You could practically hear all the chaos through his erratically beating heart.

And that was enough, this was what you wanted what you needed.

No big encouraging speeches, no promises of better days, no advice, not even a listening ear to here your woes. Whatever they could be.

There was nothing to be done, that could be done that would fix this. It wasn’t something to fix, just feel it through.

And they did with you. Without question.

No expectations or explanations.

Just holding you.

#tw: depressive episode #blooming panic #BP #nakedtoaster #comfort fic #fanfic #ficlet #haven’t written in a while #might delete idk #embarrasment #might cause me to delete #if this is ooc let me know I’ll definitely delete then #might make a illustration for it if it stays #though with my lovelylola mc bloomicsona

[typhmoons]

Always You

Some fluff for the Toaster shills. I’ve been struggling with writer’s block lately, so I pulled up a prompt generator and this was what it gave me. Enjoy <3

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“You ready?”

“Yep!” You smiled. 

Placing two extra water bottles in your bag, Toaster grabbed their camera and gestured for you to head out first. It was a warm spring day, and you took a moment to let the sun’s rays wash away the goosebumps on your arms. The fresh air smelled pleasant, and white clouds sprinkled the sky. If you weren’t seeing it yourself, you would hardly believe such a lovely day was possible. 

Toaster grabbed your hand as you both headed towards the park for a photoshoot. You weren’t confident in your modeling abilities, but your partner wanted to test out their new camera, and you couldn’t say no when they asked you so nicely. They first buttered you up by offering to buy a new outfit for you….if they could take photos of you in it at the park. Their blue eyes looked into yours, pastel hair falling into perfect place around their face, making them look even more angelic than they already were. No way in hell you could say no. 

So now here you are, hand in hand on your journey to the neighborhood park. Children’s laughter and screams of joy as they raced down the slides accompanied the sounds of nature and the light breeze that blew through you and Toaster. Your outfit fluffed up, rendering Toaster speechless as they stopped in place, admiring how breathtaking you looked for a moment. Feeling their hand slip from yours, you turned around, worried they changed their mind and wished to return home. 

“Everything okay, love?”

“Hmm? Oh uh, y-yeah everything’s fine. You just look…incredible.” Their cheeks turned a soft shade of pink, and your heart fluttered. They felt severely underdressed compared to you, even though they had on a nice button up, their hair in a low braid. 

“Toastyyy” you beamed, burying your flustered face in their chest. “You can’t just say sweet things like that, you’re gonna kill me here!” 

“Can’t help it. It’s the truth.” They pulled you in for a hug, kissing the top of your head. “Okay, let’s get started. That tree over there looks nice and shady. Let me get everything set up.” Toaster took a seat on the grass, unzipping their camera bag and clipping on the lanyard to place it around their neck. 

You arrived at the tree, marveled by its height, peering up into the array of branches and leaves. The trunk was wide, various shades of brown twisting together, highlighting the tree’s age. Who knows how long it has stood here, the historical events it has witnessed, the storms it survived? Trailing your hand along the trunk, you felt all the rivets and dents where the bark was chipped….when a camera shutter snapped you out of your thoughts. Your head looked towards Toaster, who smiled, peeking out from behind the camera lens. 

“Hey I wasn’t ready!” you laughed. “A little warning next time!?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t help it. I’m keeping the photo though. Nothing you can do about it.”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever ya dork.”

The two of you then tried out various poses and angles, seeing what worked best with lighting and such. There were several times your conscience got the better of you; told you that you weren't good enough, and every time Toaster would encourage you. A kiss here, a hug there, a kind word in between. They somehow always knew exactly what you needed to lift your spirits. 

After a while, you took a break, leaning back against the base of the tree. It was then you noticed the array of wildflowers scattered around you, stretching on for miles on end. You plucked a few, holding them together like a mini bouquet towards Toaster. No words were exchanged, but they knew exactly what you wanted. Sighing, they shifted to lay their head in your lap as you threaded the wildflowers in their braid. Feeling your fingers comb through their hair made Toasty feel at peace. They always felt safe around you. 

You were more than just a partner. You were home. Someone they could come to with anything, and you’d always sit down and listen. You were their biggest cheerleader during final fantasy, and always laughed at their jokes, no matter how corny or overused they were. When they laid their head down at the end of each day, it was you they always loved to see.

It was always you. 

Warm tears began to swell in Toaster’s eyes as the thoughts ran through their head. They loved you. God they loved you so much. 

Noticing their subtle sobs, you bruised some bangs away from their face, leaning down to press your forehead against theirs. “What did I do to deserve someone as beautiful and kind as you?” They whispered, the words tickling against your skin. The breeze picked up once again, blowing the flowers around you both. 

“I could ask you the same thing.” You gently kissed their forehead before pulling away. Toaster sat up, holding a few of the wildflowers in their fingertips. 

“Meeting you in the Bloomic server was the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I love you so much, Toasty.” 

They grabbed your hand. “I love you too.” 

Reaching up, they tucked one of the flowers behind your ear. “There, now we’re the rulers of this field of flowers. As long as they’re here, our love shall never die.” You both laughed, Toaster moving over to sit shoulder to shoulder with you. 

You looked towards the sky: the same color blue was still there, the same sun still blessed the city with its warmth, the same clouds still scrolled past. That same sun would set each night, the same moon rising just after. 

And through it all, you would have Toaster. From now, till eternity. 

#blooming panic #bloomic #nakedtoaster #bloomingpanic #xreader #fanfic #fluff #cute #photographer toast is so cute omg #we love model mc too

[missrosiesworld]

The First Dance

After a delightful dinner in their warmly illuminated kitchen, NakedToaster and Elena found themselves amid the gentle task of tidying up. The soft glow of the setting sun streamed through the windows, painting the room with a tranquil, golden light. The last of the dishes clinked softly as they were nestled into their places, just as the soothing melody of a slow song whispered from the old radio on the counter, setting a new, intimate stage for the evening. Elena turned to Toasty, her eyes gleaming with a playful yet tender gleam.

"Will you dance with me?" she asked, her voice a soft, inviting whisper that floated across the room, her hand reaching out towards Toasty with a gentle smile that tugged at their heart.

Toasty's momentary pause, filled with a shy hesitation, was a testament to their unfamiliarity with dancing, especially considering the stark contrast in their heights—Toasty's towering 6'4" frame overshadowing Elena's petite 5'4" stature. Yet, the thought of embracing Elena, of moving together to the rhythm of the song, melted away any semblance of reluctance.

"Okay," they replied, a burgeoning smile breaking through the initial shyness. Elena's hand, warm and reassuring, intertwined with theirs, leading them towards the living room. There, the last rays of the sun bathed the space in a serene light, transforming it into a dance floor meant just for two.

As they began to move to the music, Toasty was vividly aware of their heart beating rapidly, a testament to the closeness and the beauty of the moment. Elena, with her natural grace, seemed to glide effortlessly, her body fitting against Toasty's as if they were two parts of a whole, moving in perfect sync with the melody. The rest of the world seemed to disappear, leaving them in their own secluded bubble, dancing in each other's arms, the very picture of harmony and connection.

Summoning a courage borne of the moment's enchantment, Toasty found the words they scarcely believed they could speak. "Can I kiss you?" they murmured, their eyes searching Elena's for an answer, laden with hope and a touch of vulnerability.

Elena's gaze met theirs, a deep well of affection and warmth reflected back. "Of course, you can," she whispered back, her voice a tender caress that seemed to draw them closer.

With a heart that felt like it might burst, Toasty leaned in, and their lips met Elena's in a kiss that was cautious at first but swiftly deepened with the intensity of long-held emotions finally given voice. Elena's arms encircled Toasty's neck, pulling them closer, deepening the kiss into something that felt like it could fuse their very beings into one.

When they finally parted, gasping slightly and awash with emotion, the world around them seemed irrevocably altered. In that moment, Toasty knew with unwavering certainty that they were stepping into a love story of epic proportions, a narrative just beginning to weave its threads around their hearts.

The melody continued to play, a soft backdrop to the profound realization that had blossomed between them. They remained close, sharing breaths, the air around them charged with the promise of all the tomorrows they would face together. In the quiet that followed, filled only by the fading notes of the song and the beating of their hearts, they understood that this dance was merely the first step in a journey they would navigate side by side, a journey defined by love, discovery, and the unbreakable bond they had forged in a dance that had transcended mere movement to become a declaration of their connection.

#bloomingpanic #blooming panic #blooming panic fanfic #blooming panic nakedtoaster #bloomingpanicnakedtoaster #fanfic #fluff #blooming panic x oc #nakedtoaster x oc #bp nakedtoaster

[rambling-panic]

The urge to write bloomic fanfic depite having several other projects i need to finish (or work on before i start anything new) first is sooo strong

I have like a literal grocery list of projects that ive been working on i cant add more onto it 😭

Unless…? 👀

#bloomic #blooming panic #bloomic xyx #bloomic quest #bloomic nakedtoaster #bloomic nightowl #i can at the very least write some drabbles or something #but anything full blown would absolutely have to wait #i cant in good conscience start writing another fanfic before updating my current one lmao

[vivixrocks2]

I discuss my thought process and SPOILERS undercut!

When I first played NakedToasters route I thought he was the one behind everything, in a way he was but only for his creation of bloombot

The game has (im pretty sure) nothing to do with yanderes but i think it would be a cool fanfic idea.

Toasty in the drawing is suppose to “banning” someone through the server as bloombot, he’s also holding the hammer from his old game.

Edit: also the flowers beside Toaster are supposed be the same flowers as BloomBots icon, Toasters clothes are from his bad ending, I made look kinda of surreal vaperwave-y(??? Sort of not really) because it’s supposed to be like hallucination. Like he is in the internet instead of real life. I might draw another version of what really happened.

#blooming panic #blooming panic nakedtoaster #bp #bp nakedtoaster #nakedtoaster

[chris-continues]

the LI’s give you good morning messages in your private chat-

nightowl: hii! i saw you were asleep on call and I had to go this morning buttt- good morning! :D

Quest: Hello, when you see this I know you’ll be awake. I had to leave because my shift ended, sleep well angel.

xyx: xyxspeed may your slumber accompany dreams of me

NakedToaster: saw you were asleep

have a good day and i’ll talk to you later

#blooming panic #visual novel #fanfic #nakedtoaster #chris writes #bloomic #nakedtoaster bp #xyx bp #nightowl bp #quest bp #bp nakedtoaster #xyx #quest #nightowl #bp xyx #bp nightowl #bp quest

[dapotatoauthor]

I apologize (maybe) to my followers that had their newsfeed be covered with me reblogging fanfics from Blooming Panic (*ahem*nakedtoaster*ahem*) IT HAS TAKEN OVER MY MIND I CAN'T HELP IT AAAAAAAAAAAA

#like seriously #this game has me on chokehold for the past week #I'm fucking dying #I NEED MORE #AAAAAAAA #blooming panic