#ex bf problems

[tension4mari]

LOL I forgot to click this and not comment on your requests post 😭😭 can you please do a nsfw Namgyu x reader fic!!! Oh and can you make him mean… I just know that man is mean

Ahaha, you guys are something 😭.. But I am here to give what the people want!

-`♡´-Paring- Exbf!Nam-gyu x Fem!Reader

-`♡´-Warnings- Sex, blowjobs, Reader gets eaten out, cursing, toxic Nam-gyu , possessive behavior, not pfroofread.

-`♡´-Summary- You somehow found your way in a place where children games are being played and your life is on the line, Every. Single. Game. deciding you're not going out sad you decided to filrt with the one and only Myung-gi. The man who scammed your ex-boyfriend out of all his money. Nam-gyu don't appreciate that.

-`♡´-You wake up inside a room filled with hundreds of people you can only guess. Getting up from the awfully loud music playing you make your way towards the middle of the room. Hearing people complaining about nonsense, like they didn't put themselves in this situation.

-`♡´-They make you all head to a room filled with lots of color. They were making everyone smile at cameras "Tch, creepy much..." you mumble "Right. what the fuck are we even doing." a girl beside you spoke you look down and her number read 196

-`♡´-Before you spoke a guy called out to you both "Hey. You both want to come on this too?" 'Come on" he say urging you both into a photo with some random people. As if you'll take a photo with some creep with purple hair.

-`♡´- You were walking away, taking one more look over your shoulder and back at the guy with the purple hair and his little minions before your eyes are pulled to a special someone

-`♡´-Nam-gyu. What the hell is he doing here? you think to yourself before hurriedly turning away. He saw your retreating figure before clenching his jaw continuing his way towards where you all were being forced to go to

-`♡´-You didn't even think you were going to make it out alive. The girl you were speaking to sure as hell didn't. You all were back in that room. As you sat on your bed all you could think about was Nam-gyu, you didn't even know it, but you were scared.

-`♡´-Deciding to not think about it you got up from your bed going to at least try to be social you spotted a certain person. The man that 'scammed' your ex-boyfriend from his money, walking up to him he was already looking at you.

-`♡´-'Hey! What's your name?" you ask with a smile on your face "Uhm..Myung_gi" he replies before looking at you with stupid eyes "Hm.. Cute name you got there! What's your last name? I might want to share it with you!" you put one of your hands on your hip and the other on his bicep, you could see the guy face burning with red. You secretly laugh to yourself

-`♡´-"Its-" before he could speak his eyes were pulled behide your figure and you furrowed your eyebrows, turning around you were met with your Nam-gyu. "y/n, what the fuck are you doing!?" he says looking down at you angrily, you freeze stareing at him before speaking "Uh.. I'm minding my god damn business, what about you?" You try to sound confident, not wanting him to know how scared you actually were. He stares at before nodding his head, chuckling "Alright, I see how it is bitch" he says before turning away.

-`♡´-You hesitantly made your way back to your bed, digging a feeling someone was watching you. Wanting to dig a whole and climb in it you just sit on your bed before lights go out.

-`♡´-You woke up in the middle of the night, having to use the restroom you found your way towards a door knocking on it. "Helloo?? is somewhere in there? I have to peeee" you exaggerate groaning. Some guard with a square mask looks thru the peep hole "Hey! I have to use the bathroom, can you open the door please" you say smiling nicely at the guard

-`♡´-They closed the peep hole back up "What the fuck?" "Hey man I need to use the bathroom, I'm on my period!" you blabber out a lie "Shit... I might leak through these cheap ass sweatpants!"

-`♡´-Soon enough they open the door allowing you to go to the restroom "Apparently you can't be nice to people in here." you whisper under your breathe.

-`♡´-You easily make your way to the women's bathroom, going in a stall and closing it, you hear the bathroom door open then close. Whoever they were they mad themselves towards the stall you were in knocking on the stall. "I'm here in!" you call out.

-`♡´-'Thump thump thump', knocking again. "I said I'm fucking in here! Its plenty of stall for you to go in! stop being annoying!" you yell, getting up and flushing the toilet "Alright whoever you are you can get this fucking stall I'm doing pissing." you mumble before unlocking the stall and opening it, just to find yourself face to face with Nam-gyu.

-`♡´-"What the fuck are you doing in here you damn weirdo!" shock is ridden all over your face with a hit of scariness, God you didn't like this feeling one bit. "Stop being so bitchy, y'know you miss me!" he replies Laughy, you scoff "As if." you say stepping aside to go wash your hands. "Where do you think you damn going!?" he says with a hint of anger

-`♡´-"Your gonna leave again? Hm? because if you think you are your fucked in the head." he walks up to your turned body, hands resting on your hip tight enough to hurt. "Let go of me you dickface!" you can't help but feel a little bad for leaving him at his lowest, after he lost all his money you had to think for yourself, knowing if you stayed you would have been in more debt than what you had.

-`♡´-His hands still on your waist, he brings his face into the crack of your neck "Hey man, I said let me go. you're starting to piss me off." you spoke hoping he would let you go, which he didn't. "Why'd you leave me 'y/n'? he spoke softly in your neck, you're quiet. "I asked you a question, why did you fucking leave me?" he said getting angrier "I gave you fucking everything!" "And you left me. You were always such a bitch" he spoke moving his hand from your waist towards the curve of your ass. groping and you can't help but melt in his touch.

-`♡´-"Did you leave me so you could be with that god damn scammer?" he speak before moving his face back into your neck, mouth latching onto your skin. you silently moan from him sucking on your sweet spot he knew oh so well.

-`♡´-"Where you going to let him fuck you?" he asks getting mad at his own question. Hands going onto the waistband of your sweatpants pulling them down, he stares at the outline of your pussy, groaning before using his hand to feel the slit of you pussy in your panties. he then brings his now hard dick to rub against your ass

-`♡´-"Oh-Fuck." he groans while he leans his head back. "I bet you still taste amazing." he says before pulling your panties down to your ankles. Getting onto his knees, he's looking directly at your wet cunt.

-`♡´-"You fucking slut..." he mumbles before smashing his face onto your pussy licking, and sucking like his life depended on it. "Ah-ah shit Nam-gyu..." Moaning out his name

-`♡´-He brings his hands in-between your thighs spreading them apart even more. "Im gonna cummm" you moan "Don't stop Nam-gyu-". He then stops, your wet slick all over his face. "What the fuck?" you come from your dazzled state. "You really thought I'll let you come that easily after all that shit you put me through?" he laughs.

-`♡´-He stands up freeing his harden dick from his pants, smacking it on your wetness before shoving his dick in you fully. "Ow, shit!" you turn your head back staring at him. "Shut the hell up you dumb bitch" he pulls out of you before going back in again.

-`♡´-"You always had a mouth on you..." "Talking like you were better than everyone" he says groaning, dick still going back in fourth in your cunt roughly. "Yeah? so what." you mumble under your breath still taking him fully. "It makes me hard." he says still fucking you hard. "Thats because you're a fucking creep!"

-`♡´-"Yet, you're letting me fuck you." he says groaning "Thats all i ever needed you for-" he pulls out of you in a fast pace grabbing your hair throwing you on the ground. "Oh yea? You're nothing but a fucking slut." he speaks out

-`♡´-You're now on your knees looking up at him "I'm going to use that nasty mouth of yours to finally shut you the hell up." he says going to grab his dick slapping it on your face softly "Open up bitch" you have no choice, so you obey to his request, "Good girl." he whispers before shoving himself down your throat.

-`♡´-"Your mouth s-still feels so good-" he's now breathing heavily, almost near his end. He's so rough. You try to tap his thighs letting him know you can't breathe. He only stares down at you before grabbing your hair pushing himself more into your mouth. "F-fuck-" he's groaning loudly, and you can barely hear your thoughts, you seriously can't fucking breathe.

-`♡´-Your eyes start to form tears, and all he's doing is staring at you. "This is what you fucking get-" he breaths out before releasing himself in your mouth. He pulls himself out your now sore throat. You have your mouth opened with all his cum. he grabs your jaw roughly. "Swallow it" he says sternly. you close your mouth before swallowing all his seed. "Lemme see, open your mouth." you obey and open your mouth.

-`♡´-"Good." he says before letting go of your jaw, lightly tapping you on your face. He pulls his close on before heading towards the door "If I ever see you speaking to that fucking freak again. I'm will kill you both." he says before leaving.

-`♡´-"wow. What a bitch" you say before getting up and washing your mouth out, cleaning yourself up. You stare at yourself in the mirror. "I didn't even get to cum..." you say sadly while leaving the bathroom.

Ugh. I tried 😩

[hotwife-fling]

[smileyyyasks]

the face i make after looking back at me and my ex'es old dms

(why tf did i let that slide bro.... :sob:)

[polaviia]

when it gets to a point where i want all memories of him removed from my brain

[cassie-reader]

An Angel In A Dark Memory

Warning: Mentioning of SA

I thought that would be a night I would regret forever.

The night his nails dug into my sides. If I looked in the mirror now, I wouldn’t be able to see the bruises, but I can feel them. His skin stained mine with invisible scars.

I thought I would never be able to get rid of the feeling of his skin. Forever to relive that moment, unable to breath as my skin became a canvas of maggots. Throat raw with unheard pleas.

I thought I would forever be defined by that single moment.

When I chose to walk home from my office instead of calling for an uber. Everything after was a mere domino reaction. My ex just happened to be leaving the bar that night, choosing to be responsible and not drive. If I hadn’t waited for that car before crossing the street, I wouldn’t have bumped into a girl I went to highschool with. If I hadn’t stopped to have a three minute and twenty-three second conversation with her, I wouldn’t have had to walk in the back alley to avoid the large group of inebriated football players. If I didn’t have to avoid them, my ex wouldn’t have seen me walking alone. If he hadn’t seen me, he wouldn’t have offered to walk me home and I would have never accepted his offer, because even after our break up, I still felt safer with him than I did alone.

His only problem was that he was a jealous man and had a fear of being cheated on. If I hadn’t accepted his offer, he wouldn’t have asked for a second chance.

Another issue of his was that he was an angry drunk. He didn’t drink often when we dated, too afraid of becoming like his mother. He started drinking after the break up. It turned out that his fears were found, he was like his mother when drunk. If I hadn’t rejected him, he never would have touched me.

I shouldn’t have responded that night. I knew he was drunk. I knew I should ask for time to think about it. I knew I shouldn’t have said ‘no’ until he was sober and himself again.

But I didn’t.

In some ways, I led to that night.

I never intended for it to happen, but you can never foresee the consequences of your actions.

I thought that night would be the end of me.

It wasn’t.

Instead, I met him. To many, he may be a murderer, an assassin, but to me, he was my saviour. He saved me that night. Even when he was still a monster. Even when he was still the Winter Soldier, he saved me. Before he was Bucky again, before he was free from the hell he had endured, he saved me.

The most vivid thing about that night was him, the neon green peace sign spray painted on the wall of the apartment we were behind, and that damned paper I had to finish before we got out for the semester. Everything else-- my ex, his hand tight against my throat, my nail breaking as I clawed his skin in an attempt to escape, the tearing of my clothes, the pain… it was all a blur. I couldn’t focus on what was happening. I couldn’t focus on the pain, the thrusting pain, the violation.

The guilt.

It was easier to think about the neon spray paint on the wall. As his teeth broke skin and left bruises down my skin, I wondered why the artist made a wave in the middle of the line. When his lips left saliva on my body, I pondered why the artist did not take more care in keeping the lines straight. His fingers running up and down my bare side left me curious about what made the artist choose neon green for the symbol. It became apparent as he pressed his hot lips to mine in the middle of a plea, choking me with both his hand and tongue that it was not vandalism, rather an unfinished mural. I haven’t gone back there.

I wonder what it looks like now.

I can remember his burning skin on mine, his cruel hands as they explored the skin he never got to touch like this, his teeth carving bruises on my body and soul. When I heard his zipper as he worked to get his pants off, the thesis of my paper finally came to me. I had written the draft of the paper, yet couldn’t figure out how to phrase the thesis. It was ingenious, the very thing I need to prove that I was worthy of the degree I was about to earn. The human mind is an incredible thing and as a psychology major, I loved to analyse it. As he tore my world apart, as the pleas that left my throat raw for days encouraging him, as he used my body like it was his for the taking, all I could do was formulate more points I could add to prove my thesis and hit the word count. I did end up getting a 97.5 on the paper. I lost points for using “peaked” instead of “piqued” and using ‘an’ where I should have used “a”.

A stupid mistake really.

As I tried to figure out which synonym of ‘peculiar’ to use, the cool air replaced his hot, vicious touch. His screams replaced mine as a large man in dark clothing bashed his skull against the wall. I will never forget the way the blood dripped down, more like little streams.

It looks nothing like the movies.

There was nothing in my head except the scene unfolding before me as the man wrapped a hand around his throat. The metal whirling as he used his left arm to leave a dent in the face I once loved still plays in my dreams.

When the man turned to me, my ex dead at his feet, I felt no fear. A part of me, the part of me that I thought I had quieted once and for all, was hopeful that I would be his victim. I would rather be dead than live with what had just happened. With what the first man I thought I would marry did to me.

I had never seen such expressive eyes as he crouched in front of me, head tilted as he examined me. I couldn't look him in the eyes for long. He had saved me and instead of thank you, all I could think to say was, “My book.”

I wrapped my arms around my Psychology book that I hadn’t actually needed for class. Without a word, he lifted me into his arms and wrapped his jacket around my body.

I had just watched him beat my ex-boyfriend to death with his bare hands. Seeing him make a dent in his face, yet I couldn’t bring myself to fear him.

I knew I should. Everything about his outfit told me that he was a wild animal that needed to be restrained. His leather jacket reminded me of the straight jackets during World War II that my high school best friend and I learned about. His dark hair was like a mask, covering the face not hidden by the muzzle. Even his gun holster went right across his chest as if it too was trying to restrain him.

That was the day I knew I would never fear him.

His outfit seemed created as a reminder that he was controlled, owned. Even alone, he belongs to someone like a wolf in the zoo. I think some part of me knew, that night, that he was just as much of a victim as I just was. Maybe more of a victim.

I thought I would remember that night as the one where my weakness allowed my body to be violated.

I remember that as the night I met my soldier.

The night I met Bucky.

[strwberrimocha]

guys help how do u get over ur ex. me and my (then bf now ex) just broke up and all i think abt is him. i feel like that one quote that’s like i think i miss my wife BECAUSE I MISS HIM

[v4mpsofi]

its been almost a year since I met you, and I still hate myself for whatever I did to lose you.

[jellyfishhutcherson]

i just dumped my bf

[bbpink444]

no stress, no lies, no panic attacks, no nightmares, no constant anger, no paranoia... but at what cost

[withasideofsadness]

I feel like a flower that was picked from the field because you thought I was pretty enough.

But then you dump me in your coat pocket. Forgotten. Left to die.

I was only beautiful for a mere minute until you found something better that caught your eye.

It happens every time. But yet we hope that someday, someone, will pick you up and decide you are worth taking home, given water, taken care of.

[lena777888]

There's this theory that lovers are connected by a red sting, well if thats true,yours had long been taken of and been tied up because every time I try to move on and walk away I get choked and run back to you expecting your comfort but i am instead met with the fact that there is no you to run back to just the memory of you the memory of you that makes me cry every time you cross my mind . Your name holds a power over me I can't seem to shake, you spewed venom at me and I bottled it up it's been boiling in me and every time you name is mentioned It boils over, and sometimes it burns me and leaves your initials burned into my insides, why can't you just let me go let me leave why are you still running circles in my mind but when i try to run in yours seem to run into your fiery anger, your anger that makes me cry the venom that makes my tears burn my soul, you don't feel anything but hatred towards me but all I feel for you is love and that love is Eternal and everlasting no matter what I claimed in the past.

By lena

[hexxlust]

What’s new with you

Not much, recently I'm working really hard to set everything up to move home, as I've been threatened with violence by two of my neighbours at this point lmao. One being my unhinged ex bf. How about you? 😂

[x0x0-savvy]

why can’t he leave me alone please please i’m begging

[polaviia]

when they ask blonde or brunette but u prefer men that dont make me go in the therapy

[taistelutaide]

Kevan knocks out Aidan

The bad blood between these two beefcakes is pretty clear, especially when the punches start flying. Neither is holding back, with neither bothering to block, both singularly focused on knocking each other silly as they stagger about, somehow both still standing. Kevan breaks it off, watching dizzily as Aidan steps into his next haymaker and then outpacing him with one of his own, delivering a crushing blow with the force of both their bodies behind it. Aidan's head whips around, his whole body spinning as he goes limp, collapsing at Kevan's feet in a tangle of limbs as Kevan finally cracks a smile. "Your loss" he gloats.

[deadassjsawhitegirl]

gtfo of my tiktok you dumb cunt i dont want to miss you or think about you i hate you and i cannot believe my intuition let me dream of you