#toxic boyfriend

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TR: ꨄYANDERE TOXIC BF HEADCANONSꨄ

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Characters are 18+

❦All I gotta say is NEVER try to leave these mfs❦

Not fully proofread

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Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Mikey: When you first got together, you honestly had no idea he returned the same feelings as you considering he always wore the same stoic expression whenever you were around. So focused on his family and friends he barely had enough time to spend with you.

Of course, you had no problem with this considering it was not only the beginning of your relationship but better for him to be stuck on family than other lovers. It only became a problem when he didn’t bother to make time with you at all. Not a hang out, date, nothing.

He barely texts and would leave you on delivered quite often. When you tried to initiate quality time, he would either have an excuse or ignore you. He never really showed you off and you doubt anyone would know about you if you hadn’t shown up to one or two meetings.

You wondered why he even accepted your proposal to be his girlfriend in the first place if he didn’t really want you. Finally, tired of everything, you decided to break up with him, face - to - face.

“You’re breaking up with me?” He questions with disbelief. “Yes, Mikey. I do have feelings for you, but this just isn’t working out like I thought it would.” You explained, disappointed with how things turned out.

“You can’t break up with me. I thought you loved me, Y/n. You can’t leave me.” His eyes narrow as he shoves you against the wall. Your eyes widen in shock as your back hits against the hard surface. “M-Mikey, what’s wrong with you? I thought this would be something you wanted!” His hands tighten around your shoulders, nails piercing through the fabric as you wince from the penetration of your skin.

“You’re mine, Y/n.” You had no idea what all he went through to get you to notice him. First, he had to get rid of your ex boyfriend. When threatening him didn’t work, his gang jumped him, beating him to a pulp. Hence the break up text. Honestly, if your ex hadn’t given in, it would’ve been his own death sentence. Next, was ‘accidentally’ meeting you just after the break up, catching you when you’re vulnerable enough to fall for any kind of attention. Third, getting you to chase him by the ‘hot and cold’ behavior. Giving you a little just to give you absolutely nothing in return so you keep yearning for him.

He was so happy when you asked him out, non stop talking about you to all of his friends and family. His plan worked perfectly, until now. “This doesn’t make any sense, Mikey!” You cried out in confusion and slight fear. “It’s not hard, Y/n. I love you and you’re my girlfriend.” He releases you with a smile, gazing at the concerned expression on your face. He gently grabs your hand. “I forgive you.” He brings your hand to his lips and leaves a peck. You begin to question his insanity as well as your own.

Kazutora: “If you actually loved me you’d let it go!” He says, tears threatening to fall out of his eyes as he blocks you from slamming your bedroom door against his face. “If you actually loved me then you wouldn’t have cheated on me, Kazu!” You yell angrily as you wipe your tears. You cross your arms as you glare at your boyfriend who’s about to be your ex.

“I didn’t cheat on you! You’re overreacting! We didn’t even have sex!” You scoff. “So I guess I can just flirt with my exes and then complain about our relationship to them, huh?” He glares with tears in his eyes. “It’s your fault for not paying attention to me, Y/n. I wouldn’t have to ask for affection if you’d give me enough.” He crosses his own arms. You stare back in disbelief.

“Are you seriously trying to make excuses for emotionally cheating on me with your ex?” “It’s not excuses when it’s the truth. I just wished you loved me as much as I love you. You clearly don’t care about me otherwise you’d give me attention.” You hold your hands up. “I’m fucking done.” You say before walking out of the bedroom. His eyes widen as his heart begins to pound.

“Done with what?” He follows after you. “Done with you!” You growl as you grab the doorknob. Before you can open the door, you’re yanked back so roughly that you fall on your ass, staring at the man crawling on top of you and pinning you down as the tears spill out of his eyes.

“Y-you can’t leave me, Y/n. You won’t! I love you so fucking much! If you really loved me, you wouldn’t leave so don’t break my heart. I don’t know what I would do.” You stop yourself from crying with him, gazing at his pretty, pitiful face. No, I can’t fall for it.

“No, get off of me.” You hiss. You furrow your brows as his face becomes stoic with wide wet eyes. He wraps his hands around your neck, your hands grabbing his wrists as he shuts off your air supply. You struggle to breathe as you kick your feet, barely moving under him as you try to shove him off, to no avail.

“Baby, I don’t want to kill you, but if you don’t show me that we can work this out then I’ll have no choice. It’ll be so romantic, you and me. You die by my hands and I die right after so we can lie here together.” You immediately nod your head.

“W-we can!” You croak out, finally gaining a huge breath of oxygen once he releases you and wraps his arms around your body, hugging you tightly. You cough as the tears finally spill.

“Tell me you love me, I need to hear it please.” He cries against your shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses up your neck. “I love you.” He rocks you both as he kisses your forehead. “Good. Good. I’m so glad because I love you too.”

Ran: You couldn’t believe how your boyfriend Ran would blatantly flirt with different people in front of your face. It didn’t matter if it was a cashier, waitress, waiter, your friends, his friends, anyone who was around he would begin to flirt with them as you watch angrily. What makes it worse is that, he doesn’t seem to care much when you react. He just gives you that sly smile and says, “You jealous?” Otherwise he’ll pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.

At the beginning of your relationship, it didn’t matter so much considering you only just began dating and neither of you knew how serious it would turn out so you didn’t want to be ‘overbearing,’ even though deep down you knew that it’s not you overreacting but it just goes to show how little respect he has for you. Especially since you’re a year into the relationship, and you’re currently on a date with your boyfriend and apparently the waitress who just decided to sit in the same booth.

You missed the way his eyes would peek over to see exactly how you were feeling, finding delight in the fact that you were so bothered over his attention focusing on someone else. It was his own little experiment. Considering he loves attention, specifically from you, it really sends blood to his cock to see your angry face. The fact that you would get so mad that you would yell at him afterwards only turned him on. He gets off to seeing you angry, upset, whatever as long as it’s toward him. And you continuously take it because you can’t get enough of him.

Finally, you shoot up from the table and walk off, walking towards his car. He follows you, hopping into the driver’s seat as you sit with your arms crossed in the passenger’s seat. He begins to drive you to his apartment, holding back his smirk.

“I think we should break up.” His grip on the wheel tightened, his eyes narrowing before he glances at you. “No you don’t.” You turn to him. “You can’t tell me how I feel. Take me to my apartment. I’m tired of your behavior. You wanna flirt with everyone so bad then you can be single.”

There was a moment of silence, a pause of pondering as he stares at the road. This wasn’t a part of the plan. This has never happened before. Usually you let it go after an argument and you both make up in the bedroom. “We’re done, for good.” Something snaps in him, squinting his eyes as he slams on the brakes in the middle of the road, your body thrown against the seatbelt as your eyes widen. You grab onto the door as you look at him. “What the fuck, Ran?”

He then slams on his gas pedal and takes a different turn, taking the interstate and accelerating the speed as his foot presses the gas pedal. “RAN! SLOW DOWN!” You scream in terror as you watch his speed go from 40 to 100 within seconds, only continuing to go higher as he passes the cars, purposefully going lane to lane to make it worse for you.

“Not until you take it back.” You gasp. “Are you fucking crazy? You’re gonna kill us!” He chuckles before frowning and glancing at you. “Doesn’t matter if you don’t take it back.” “Ran, please!” You cry as you see his speed reaching 130. “Take it fucking back, Y/n.” He growls. “I take it back! I take it back! Please, just slow down! I-I made a mistake just, please!” Finally, he gradually slows down, hitting his brakes as you breathe heavily, body still trembling when he finally slows down to five over the speed limit.

“Let’s head home so we can rest, yeah?” You nod your head, gripping the seat as you look ahead.

Rin: You’re so tired of the constant nitpicking of your flaws. You’re tired of receiving insults by the person who’s supposed to love every part of you. You have the understanding that obviously, just stating an opinion or giving critique to something is fine but when someone is just outright picking every single thing they can see wrong with you, it can be overwhelming.

Then when you try to leave they make you feel like you can’t live without them. How can you handle everything on your own when you can’t even handle little things. You’re a bit of a dimwit who can’t do things on your own so how would you be able to survive without the help of your generous boyfriend?

Rin makes you feel like you’re holding him back. He takes the time out of his day to help you out. To be there for you. How could someone like him go out of his way to help someone as low as you? Who else would deal with you. Who else would be there to help and protect you? Who else would be there to look after you because clearly you can’t look out for yourself.

Of course, your friends tell you how it’s all an illusion and he’s manipulating you. You believe them, but you believe him as well. Until, finally you decided that you didn’t want to feel like shit anymore. So you ask him to come to your apartment.

“Rin, I don’t like the way you make me feel. I love you, but I don’t think that this is working out.” One of his eyebrows raise as he leans back in his seat on the chair in the living room, taking a sip of his beverage and readjusting his glasses. “You think I like the way you make me feel? You think you can just use me and leave, Y/n?” Your eyes widen. “N-no! It’s not like that! I never used you.” “Oh? How did you get everything you own now? How did you get the clothes you’re wearing, the money in your bank account, the apartment you couldn’t afford if it wasn’t for me?” He smirks.

You could only stare as you pause in thought. Damn, have I been using him? But I never asked for any help and I was grateful and I truly love him. Have I been so mindless? So unaware? “You really hurt my feelings, babe. How could you do this to me?” He questions, his smirk turning to a stoic gaze. “Rin, it’s not like that, seriously. Look, I just want to be treated better. So we can’t be together anymore.” He sets the cup down, gripping the chair arms as he sits up in his seat, his arms resting on his legs when he releases.

“This isn’t over until I say it’s over. After all, you need me. You should be happy that I’m willing to stay with you after everything you’ve put me through.” “But-!” “Look, I’m going to give you some space to breathe and then we’re going to go on a date. It’s okay, Y/n. Really. I forgive you.” “Rin, I’m serious! I-I’m breaking up with you.”

You yelp as you duck your head just as the glass shatters from the cup, liquid oozing down the wall behind you. You look at him with your mouth agape. He stands up, brushing himself off with a bored look on his face. “I’m gonna pick you up at seven o’clock. Be ready for me, yeah?” He says, giving you a side eyed glance before walking to your front door and walking out, shutting the door behind him as you’re left gazing at the space in front of you in shock.

Sanzu: “Sanzu, I can’t do this anymore. I-I’m not cut out for your kind of lifestyle.” Those were the last words you got to say before you found yourself hiding in the mess of clothes from your closet after you heard the glass shatter from one of the windows in your apartment. You thought a phone call would suffice considering you know how your former boyfriend gets so you could be at a distance.

When the line went dead, you knew that you might’ve fucked up. What you didn’t expect was for him to already be at your apartment. You had no idea why or when he came over but he had been hiding somewhere outside considering the shot rang only seconds after the call. Scared out of your mind, you could barely think, running to your closet knowing that you would be dragged out soon. You accidentally dropped your phone in the living room so you couldn’t call anyone for help.

Somehow you still love this pretty maniac, though you just couldn’t bear with the guilt of knowing that you’re with a murderer. You had only just found out about his body count recently when you got curious enough to look in his phone. At this point you would’ve rather had found him cheating, though you found old files and information on it, realizing that it was actually his work phone. You had no idea he works for Bonten.

He completely lied to you about his whereabouts and place of work. He acted normal, as if he had never killed anyone. How could he be okay with himself? How could you still want him? You fought yourself on whether or not you should pretend you didn’t know anything, which you tried, only for the guilt to eat you alive. Especially when you snooped in his office when visiting his home and saw the terrible ways he murdered the victims. Those same hands touched you every day.

You jolt as you hear the door to your room being kicked off of its hinges. Before you knew it, the closet door swung open revealing the pretty man in all his madness, an angry look on his face. You scream as he shoves all the clothes off of you and snatches you out by the bicep, gun still in one of his hands.

“SANZU PLEASE!” You scream as he throws you on the bed. He crawls on top of you, setting the barrel of the gun to your head while his other hand wraps his fingers around your throat.

“Shh, shh. It’s fine. It’s okay. Just breathe.” He cooed as you listen, breathing heavily as you try to calm down, not wanting to get shot. “You’re so beautiful like this, Angel. Stop crying, okay?” You whimper as you try to hold in your cries, anxiety high as you stare into his crazed eyes. “That’s my good girl.” He smiles.

“You’re gonna keep being good for me, yeah?” You nod your head frantically, tears still falling as you continue to hold in your whines. You wince as the gun cocks, his finger against the trigger. “You didn’t say what I think you said, right? You’re not breaking up with me?” You shook your head. “N-no I’m not, I just freaked out. We’re still together, I swear!” He nods as he removes the gun, though with the weapon still in his hand, he pulls you up by the face and gives you a passionate kiss. Moving his lips against yours as you fearfully kiss him back, his tongue entering your mouth to explore as saliva drips down your chin. He pulls back and leans his forehead on yours.

“It’s good that you know who you belong to.”

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You don't need no me time thats you and me time

Toxic!ghost x reader

“you cant be alone”ghost said as you guys walked in the parking garage

“Why not?”you asked staring up at him

“you’re hanging out with me all day everyday”he said lowly

“Oh come on just one day Simon!”you said pouting and he shook his head

“ whatever you’re planning to do I can join”he said and you sighed as you guys got in the elevator to your apartment

“Simon no!”you said as you unlocked your door and he tried to go in

“Yes”he said before gently shoving you out the way and walking in taking off his shoes

“Come on ghost!”you said and he glared at you making you back down slightly

“Whatever you’re doing I can join”he said and you rolled your eyes

“Fine then”you said dragging him to your bed room and into the bathroom

“Im taking a bath”you said and he nodded as you filled the tube and poured in soaps and stuff

“So relaxing”you mumbled as you got in ghost sitting on the toilet watching you

“I told you I could be included”he said and you sighed

“Huh”you said as your phone started to ring and ghost handed it to you hesitantly

“Hey yelan”you said holding the phone to your ear

“Yn you need to come to this party!!!!”she yelled as you heard screams and gunshots

“Uhh”you said looking at ghost who glared into your soul

“I’ll be there!”you said smiling widely

“Great see you then!”she said before screaming and hanging up

“I’m going”you said before Simon could even say a word

“I know you heard the gun shots”he said pushing on your chest lightly to stop you from getting out

“Come on!”you said he rolled his eyes

“Is yelan the girl with rosayshea”he asked and you nodded

“Horrible influence didn’t she spend 13 years in jail”he said glaring at you

“She didn’t mean to…rob the bank”you said and he splashed water on your face

“You’re only allowed to spend time with me and me alone”he said and you just sighed as he started rub soap on your body

‘What am I gonna do with him’you thought as he smiled at you sweetly

[slut4cbermen]

Love and Closure

This is my first time posting smut, so leave me alone :P

Word Count: #3032

Theme: Angry Sex with Jordan Baker 

Jordan Baker X Black reader 

Warnings: Angst, Toxic Relationship, Gaslighting, and Smut

"Then what the fuck was the point of this"

“I just feel like you don’t really pay attention to me anymore,” I said. I listened intently as those words escaped my lips, finally acknowledging the growing void that had been silently spreading between us.

I could feel the weight of the situation pressing on me as Jordan and I sat down for what was supposed to be a heartfelt conversation. However, amidst the intensity of the moment, something inside me started to shift. In the midst of vulnerability, a darker impulse began to creep in, whispering thoughts of manipulation and exploitation.

“Why would you even say that to me, with all the shit I do for you?” Jordan exclaimed angrily. Jordan's angry outburst caught me off guard, and I realized that my comment had struck a nerve, unintentionally dismissing their efforts and contributions to our relationship.

“Oh fuck you Jordan, don’t fucking start with this shit, you know what the fuck I meant” I said as attempted to diffuse the tension

“No the fuck I don’t, please go on, enlighten me, please I would love to heard what you need to say”, as Jordan's anger intensified, their challenging tone urged me to gather my thoughts and respond.

“The time that you forget my birthday because you had fucking football practice” I stated feeling all my emotion coming out all at once.

“That one time where you didn’t call me for one week because you wanted to train for football tryout, when you dad is the fucking football coach and your already QB1” 

“Ok, baby, I'm sorry ok!, just stop” Jordan pleaded for me to stop. 

“Stop, why Jordan, you wanted me to tell you all this shit, you fucking started it” I said as my heart sank as Jordan attempted to stop me from speaking my truth. 

“Why do you want to keep going, is it because you like that shit”, “You like that were arguing”, Jordan's accusation took me by surprise, their words reflecting a sense of frustration and confusion. 

“Now your just gaslighting me and changing the subject, You’re such a fucking narcissist” I told him. 

“Then why are you with me, huh” Jordan smirked. 

Caught off guard by the intensity by what he said, I stayed silent, I couldn’t really answer this question. 

“Why so silent now” he said he come closer to me, approaching me with a mix of frustration and seduction in his eyes. 

“No, don’t try to fuck your way out of this conversation”, I said, prompting me to gather my thoughts and find the courage to speak my truth.

“Why not, you love the way I fuck you” he said taking a deep breath, I met Jordan's gaze.

“No I don’t, your mediocre” I said, making sure to make eye contact with him.

“Say that again, I dare you”, Jordan's challenging tone and daring request hung in the air, tempting me to respond impulsively.

“Why, cause you like that shit??” I smirked, knowing I had used his words against him. 

This is how it was for Jordan and I, we’d circle around each other and fight like kids until one of us stopped  and we’d end up fucking like two wild animals.

"You think you're so fucking funny huh? I'm not doing this with you” Suddenly Jordan’s  hand wrapped around my throat pulling me into a rough kiss, his lips pressed against mine as his tongue exploring my mouth.

I moaned into his mouth as he forced me back, my back hitting the vanity in my room. 

"You're a little whore you know that?" He grabbed your thighs lifting you up causing some things on the vanity to fall on the floor.

“No! Fuck, stop this Jordan”, he scoffed, shoving your skirt above your waist.

"No fucking panties? God I should've known. You’re such a fucking dirty little slut." His fingers slid through your wet folds and he smirked, rubbing my clit with his thumb.   

“Fuck, Jordan” I moan as he contuined to rub my clit.

“What happened, where the girl that was talking a bunch of shit to me, I loved her”, I shrugged as he tightened his hand around my throat causing me to moan

“Come on now, Talk to me” he said as he pushed his fingers inside me.

I remain silent and just allow myself to be overwhelmed by him. He pulls out his fingers; which makes me wince, and starts to pull off my shirt slowly, running his fingers up and down my arms as he slides them off my body one by one until only I am left in my bra and soaked panties. 

“Tell me Ruby! Am I mediocre to you now?” He says as he ripped off my panties and uses it to tie my hands together.

“Jordan, please stop this, just fuck me please” I begged him. I know what I said in the beginning and I hate how I let him take over me. 

“No, you’re a fucking slut and you should know this and be treated like it” he said, as he brought his face closer to mine nipping on my bottom lip.

“Tell me” 

“No you’re not mediocre, I’m sorry Ok. Just fuck me please, I need you so fucking bad” I begged him once more.

He starts to take off his pants, unties my hands from my panties, and brings my hand to touch his bulge through his boxers. I stroke him gently through my boxers and his eyes light up in delight at the sight of my hand on his cock.

“Fuck, I’m gonna fuck you so hard”  he says in between breaths. 

He pulls his boxers down and lets his cock spring free. I'm in awe at the sight before me, it's just so big. He smacks my hand away and wraps it around his cock again.

"Wrap your hands around it, babe" he moans, I do what he says and begin to pump it slowly. 

"Faster" he says, grabbing my ass, I speed up and his cock seems to grow larger with each stroke. I feel his cock swell in my hand and I can't help but let out a loud moan as he comes all over my hand. He lifts me up and sits me on top of my vanity. 

He grabs my hips and brings them closer to the edge. He leans me back so that my legs are dangling off the side of the vanity and takes his index finger and runs it through my folds causing me to squirm.

"You're fucking soaked" he says, inserting two of his fingers inside me.

I nod my head as I bite my bottom lip.

"I fucking asked you a question, use your words"

I open my eyes and look at him. "Yes" I moaned, he pulls his fingers out and licks his fingers. 

"What was that?" I look at him and I know exactly what he wants.

"Yes I am wet for you" I say, running my hands through his hair.

He looks up at me with a smirk on his face and runs his tongue through my folds. He licks my pussy slowly, starting at the bottom and going up to my clit. He begins sucking on my clit as he inserts his fingers inside me.

I buck my hips into his face as I grab a fistful of his hair. He sticks his tongue out and runs it across my clit.

"Your so fucking wet for me baby", I throw my head back, moaning and biting my bottom lip, I can feel my walls tighten as he continues to suck on my clit.

"Your such a fucking whore, you know that?" He says as he wipes the sides of his mouth.

"But you love it" I say, licking my lips.

"You bet your little ass I do" he smirks, "You ready for more?"

I nod my head as I watch him pull out a condom from his pocket. I know what comes next and I'm nervous.

"Just relax babe" He says, pulling me up from the vanity. 

He sits down on the chair, taking off his shirt. I take off my bra, but I keep my shirt on.

He kisses my neck as he rips open the condom wrapper. He places the condom on the table and brings his face back to mine.

"Fuck yourself on my cock" he says as he rips off my shirt, making me expose my breasts to him. He takes off his shirt and tosses it across the room.

I reach over and grab his cock, aligning it with my pussy. I slowly lower myself on his cock and let out a moan when it enters me.

I lower myself on his cock until I can feel his balls on my ass. I begin to ride his cock as I throw my head back. I move my hips, using my knees to push me up, and then bring myself back down. 

"Fuck Jordan" I say as I speed up, moving my hips faster.

He grabs onto my ass and begins thrusting his hips up, causing me to go deeper. He sucks on my breasts and I wrap my hands around his hair as he moves his tongue across them.

"I want you to get on top," I moaned.

He gets up and picks me up by the waist. He walks over to the bed and places me on top of it. He climbs on the bed, kneeling in front of me and then places himself at the entrance. 

He slowly slides back inside me and I let out a loud moan. He begins to thrust his hips, pushing himself inside me. He leans down and starts to kiss me, our tongues moving in sync. I grab onto his shoulders as he begins to move faster.

"Fuck Jordan, harder" I moaned. He moved his hips faster and harder. I started to moan louder as he thrusts himself inside me. I brought my legs up to his waist as he continued to fuck me.

"I should choke you, Fuck, I should choke you till you pass out" he says, stilling thrusting inside me. 

I moan and nod my head. I grab onto his arms as he moves his hands up my thighs and to my neck. I tighten my legs around his waist as he begins to choke me.

"You love this shit, don't you?" He says as he continues to thrust inside me.

"Yes Jordan, yes I do" I m

"Fuck Jordan, your gonna make me cum" He removes his hand from my neck and moves them down to my clit. He starts rubbing it and I start to squirm.

"I want you to fucking cum all over my cock" he moans. He picks up his pace and I can't take it anymore.

"I'm gonna cum" I scream as I let out a loud moan.

"Beg", he says as he continues to choke me harder. I squeeze my legs around him, keeping him inside me as I begin to moan louder.

"Please, please Jordan I want you to make me cum" I say as I bring my hands up to my neck.

"Again" he moans in my ear, squeezing my neck harder.

"Please Jordan, I need it so bad" I moan as I move my hips.

He lets go of my neck and begins to rub my clit again.

"Fucking cum" he screams as he comes to rub my clit faster.

I can feel my pussy tighten around his cock. He goes deeper inside me as he starts to rub my clit faster.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming Jordan" I moan as he begins to fuck me faster, moving his hips into me as he keeps rubbing my clit.

"Fuck Jordan" I scream as I cum all over his cock.

He pulls out of me and takes off the condom, throwing it across the room.  

"Get down on your knees and make me cum, you fucking slut" he said as he got up from the bed. I move myself down and kneel on the floor.

I place my hands on his thighs and move my face closer to his cock. I lick the sides of his cock slowly and he lets out a moan.

"Be a fucking whore and just take it all" he says as he grabs my hair. I put his cock in my mouth and start to bob my head up and down.

I nod my head, taking his cock out of my mouth and placing it back inside. I move my tongue around his cock. I bring my hands up to his balls and start rubbing them as I begin to suck harder.

"Fucking suck my cock whore" he said as he grabbed my head, forcing it down farther. I gag and spit starts to come out of my mouth. He pulls out and I start to lick his cock again.

"Fuck, open you mouth wide" He said as he pull his cock out of mouth.

I do what he says and stick my tongue out, waiting for him to cum in my mouth. He grabs my face and moves his cock to the side of my mouth, rubbing the tip of his cock on my lips. 

I look up at him, grabbing onto his thighs and trying to keep my mouth open. He moves his cock down and rubs the tip of his cock against my lips. I move my tongue out, sticking it out and trying to lick his cock.

"Fuck that's hot" he said, pushing the head of his cock inside my mouth.

I moan as I feel him hit the back of my throat. I tighten my legs together as I feel myself about to cum again.

"Fuck that feels good, Fuck" he said as he began to fuck my face.

"I want you to fucking suck this cock, don't you fucking dare let me cum" he said as he grabs my hair again.

I nod my head and start sucking his cock faster. He grabs my head and begins to fuck my mouth.

"That's it baby, Fuck" he says as he thrust his cock into my mouth. I grab onto his thighs as he begins to thrust harder and deeper.

"Fuck baby, I'm gonna fucking cum" he moaned as he took his cock out of my mouth.

"Cum all over my face Jordan" I said. He put his cock back inside my mouth and began to fuck it faster. I kept sucking his cock and he began to moan louder.

"Fuck" he said as he came in my mouth.

I began to swallow it all and then pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“You swallowed it all for me babe, you fucking slut" he said as he got down on his knees.

He brought his face closer to mine and began to kiss me. I moved my tongue across his lips and then he started to kiss my neck.

"You were so good for me baby, I fucking loved it" he said as he lifted me up from the ground.

He lied me down on the bed and got in between my legs.

"No, stop, just wasn't supposed to happen", I said as I pushed me off of me. 

"You sure?" He asked.

"Positive" I said.

He stopped and moved to lie next to me. We both lied there in silence for a while. He pulled me into his chest and wrapped his hands around my waist.  

"Jordan, I said no" I said as I pushed him off me again. 

"Why?"

"because I said so" I said

"Just tell me, please" he said as he brought his face closer to me.

I rolled my eyes and rolled over so that my back was facing him.

"You're my girlfriend and I love you" I cut him off and started to laugh.

"What the fuck is so funny Ruby?" he said.

I didn't answer him and kept my head facing the opposite direction.

"You say all this but don't actually mean any of this” I say as I continue to laugh.

"Oh shut the fuck up Ruby" he said as he moved closer to me.

"You say this but then suck my dick like a the little slut that you are" he said

"I'm done, I can't do this with you anymore" I said as I got up from the bed.

"What do you mean by that?" he said with a confused look on his face.

I looked down at the ground. Feeling angry at myself so letting this happen. 

"I'm done with you Jordan, I can't keep doing this" Jordan's face fell as the weight of my words settled between us, marking the end of our tumultuous relationship.  He sat there and didn't say anything.

"What? You got nothing to say" I said, I clenched my fists, determined to learn from my mistake and turn things around. 

"What do you want from me?" He said with no emotions on his face.

"You don't know what you want from me maybe stop fucking around with people and just be my fucking girlfriend" The air grew heavy with unspoken emotions as we stood there, each grappling with our own frustrations and desires for closure.

"Fine" he said.

"Fine? That's it?" I asked

"Yes" he said, His response hung in the air, leaving behind a lingering sense of unresolved tension and unanswered questions.

"Then what the fuck was the point of this" I questioned him, feeling a mix of disappointment and confusion wash over me.

“I don’t know” he said.

"Just fuck off Jordan, I don’t want to see your face" I said as I moved back to my bed. 

He grabbed my hand and made me turn around.

"What the fuck do you want from me Jordan?"

"I love you", he stammered, his words hanging awkwardly in the air. 

"You need to leave now" I said. My voice trembled as I tried to assert myself, realizing that allowing him to stay would only further complicate the already tangled web of emotions entwined within me. 

"No, not until you tell me you love me too"

PART 2??

[rxpistbf]

And I was born.

[ruminate88]

“I guess I miss the times he acted obsessed with me. He made me feel so beautiful and wanted but after we broke up; I felt ugly and so stupid for thinking he ever cared about me when clearly I was a joke to him.”

[amore-su-pagine-strappate]

Mi hai stretta più forte solo quando stavo andando via

[amore-su-pagine-strappate]

[pleasingregulus]

high infidelity regulus black x reader

do you really want to know where i was april 29th? do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

you never meant for it to happen. but who could blame you? your half-assed, so-called "boyfriend" acted like he wanted nothing to do with you while regulus black had dropped his cold facade at the sight of your vulnerability. he showed you a side of him that nobody knew could ever exist. the regulus black going soft? for someone he just personally met? not to mention all the attention he had been secretly paying you over the last few years. the nights you two spent in the astronomy tower, simply gazing at the stars— at least you were, he insisted that you were a beautiful sight— were much more intriguing than anything your current boyfriend could handle. and he showered you with the love and care that both of you deserved, so is it really your fault?

do you really want to know where i was april 29th? do i really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

anyone feel free to make this a full fic/imagine just tag me!! also how do we feel about a "part two" with dress by taylor??

[bruisedupshadowgirl]

[coquette-g0re]

how is everyone, mentally?

[eetherealgoddess]

♡♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

ꨄWhy Talk to Others When You Have Meꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere Toxic Bf Au

❦You mess up when you’re greeted by an old friend from middle school❦

Sano Manjiro x Reader

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Why Talk to Others When You Have Me?

No matter how hard you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t help but notice your boyfriend’s piercing glare at the old friend who stood in front of you. You tried so hard to focus on the story he was cheerfully going on about, but you could feel Mikey’s nails penetrating the back of your hand as your fingers were locked. You bit your lip to refrain from yelping as you subtly tried to release yourself from his grip, to no avail. You kept your eyes straight as you smiled and responded to the person you hadn’t seen since middle school.

The two of you were never really close enough to hang out other than when you shared classes, but seeing a familiar face can be refreshing when the only people you can be around are your boyfriend’s family and friends. You couldn’t pass the opportunity, desperate for communication when he tapped your shoulder to get your attention. Honestly, if you would’ve known that Mikey could see you from where he stood at the Musashi Shrine, you would’ve tried to end the conversation faster.

“Alright, it was nice to see you! We should get together soon!” The friendly male states, dismissing himself after you both exchanged social media profiles before waving and walking away.

You didn’t want to meet your boyfriend’s gaze, though if you don’t, it will show that you feel guilty for something you shouldn’t have to feel guilty about. Swallowing your anxiety you turn your head to face Mikey, who stares at you with a cold expression.

“I know you’re an attention whore, Y/n, but that doesn’t mean you have to talk to everyone you pass by.”

Your eyebrows furrow as you glance around at his fellow gang member friends standing around you both. They had followed him there, you think so he could just humiliate you in front of them, as he always does when he’s angry with you.

“Mikey, you know I’m not an attention whore. Stop being an asshole.” You say as you snatch your hand out of his grip, crossing your arms before attempting to walk away, only to be snatched by your bicep and forced to look at him.

“So you flirt with a random guy in front of my face and then call me an asshole? Y/n, what’s wrong with you?”

“That’s not fair. Nobody was flirting with anyone and you know that! Don’t be insecure.” You state angrily.

“Hey Y/n, you should calm down. The way you’re acting towards Mikey isn’t cool.” Baji growls as he walks closer to you.

“This has nothing to do with you! Why are you always butting in?” You exclaim as you throw your hands in the air.

“Why are you being so defensive, Y/n? Flirting with someone else isn’t okay.” Draken states with his own arms crossed, scowling at you.

Your eyes widen in disbelief.

“I wasn’t flirting with anyone!” You hate feeling as though you have to explain yourself to a bunch of men you never get along with. They never seem to understand your side of things. You understand their loyalty to Mikey, but this is ridiculous.

“We all saw the display, come on. Just admit it and apologize.” Mitsuya adds on. You shake your head before turning to Mikey, who stood with a stoic expression. You turn away, missing the slight curl of his lips as you stomp away from them.

He dismisses himself from his friends as he follows you to the apartment you both live in which is a short distance away. When you make it to the door, you snatch it open before walking in, heading to the bedroom to lock yourself away from him.

“You’re acting like a brat, Y/n.”

Before you could shut him out, he blocked the door from closing, scoffing before walking in the opposite direction of him only to be stopped by him pulling you into his chest before he grips your neck. You gasp as he narrows his black eyes angrily.

“Delete him right now.” You gaze at him with wide eyes before grabbing your phone out of your pocket and removing the old friend. You threw the phone on the bed.

“This isn’t fair, Mikey. I don’t care about deleting him but it’s not right that you can have your friends but I can’t have my own.”

Especially when they’re so insufferable.

His grip squeezes your neck tighter until you begin to lose air, reflexively grabbing his wrist with both of your hands as you struggle to breathe.

“What’s not fair is you flirting with a guy in front of my face, then you disrespect me in front of my friends. That’s not being a good girlfriend, Y/n.” He says as he lifts her off the ground, using his other hand to wrap around your neck as well. Your eyes tear up as your throat closes, feet dangling as you pierce your nails into both of his wrists, drawing blood.

“You even added him on social media. Why? Why did you have to do that? You think he’s gonna come in and take you from me? You’re mistaken.” He releases your neck before dropping you to the ground. He walks to the bed and sits while you cough, hands on the ground in a kneeling position.

“You should be a good girl and apologize to me. You should be thanking me for not killing him on the spot.” He chuckles the last sentence, though serious with his statement. Little did you know he had already sent his delinquent friends to take care of the problem permanently, as he always does when you meet new or old friends. He can’t risk having you taken away from him. You already know what’s coming next, the scene repeating as it always plays out.

“I don’t want to do anything right now. I’m still angry.” He scoffs.

“Beg me for forgiveness.” He demands.

Although you didn’t want to, you know you’re already not going to win this fight by the past experiences you’ve had to endure. So you swallow your pride and count to five in your head before standing up and turning to him.

“I’m sorry Manjiro. Please forgive me.”

“Sorry for what?”

You paused as you refrained from giving him a glare. Sighing, you answered, “I’m sorry for flirting with that guy, adding his social media, and disrespecting you in front of your friends.”

“Hm.” He mockingly put a finger to his chin.

“Show me how sorry you are.”

You frowned before walking towards him and kneeling in between his legs. He leans back on his hands as he smiles slightly, eyeing you as he loved to see you this way. He loved to see you below him like the pretty little slut you are. His slut.

You reluctantly reach for his erection, pulling it out as you leaned forward. Before you began, you moved your head back and looked at him.

“Mikey, I don’t want to do this right now. You really hurt me.” You say. He sighs as he uses one hand to caress your head.

“Baby, you know I hate it when this happens. It wouldn’t have to be this way if you would just be my sweet girlfriend. This is the only way we can truly make up. It’s only fair since you really hurt my feelings.” He cooed with a concerned expression.

You sigh, yearning for more of this sweet moment considering he’s so detached normally. There have been a couple of times where you’ve tried to leave and he wasn’t having it, always going to far lengths to secure you in his grip. You ached for him to be nice to you, trapped in the cycle of temporary happiness and struggle.

“Come on baby, let's make up. I’m gonna take care of you after this. We can cuddle and watch movies together. How does that sound?” He leans over and pulls you in for a quick kiss.

“Fine.” You huff out. You wrap a hand around his erection and encircle your lips around his head, sucking and licking around the lining as his cock twitches in your hand. He holds the back of your neck as he massages your head with his thumb. He releases a soft moan as you take the full girth into your throat.

You pull your head back before continuously bobbing back and forth, closing your eyes as you use your hand to gently grip his balls, wanting him to orgasm fast so you could get to the affection, your heart corrupted with a heavy weight.

“Look at me.” You comply, his heated gaze boring into your orbs as you continue taking him in your mouth.

He grinds his hips against your mouth as the grip on the back of your neck tightens. He accelerates his speed as saliva and pre cum oozes out of your mouth.

“This feels so good. Just like that.” You bob your head against his hips, matching his speed before he grabs your head with both hands and ruts slowly against the walls of your mouth and throat.

“Yes, fuck.” He whispers as he sits up more, aiming himself as he slightly lifts off the bed, fucking your mouth deeply as he brings himself to releasing, the cum shooting down your throat as he holds you there to swallow it all.

You both breathe heavily when he releases you and you pull his milked cock out of your mouth. He pulls you on top of him as he holds you tightly.

“I love you so fucking much.” He whispers against your ear as he presses your head to his neck.

“I love you too.” You breathe out as you ignore the shame and attempt to embrace his love for you.

[mandolin22]

Therapy

Part 6

Warning: SA, attempted SA, sexual content

You awake in the morning to a cool breeze over you. You pull the blanket back over you, keeping you warmer. You turn to see Namor sitting there, staring out at the ocean. His home. You lightly smile and sit up, holding the blanket up to cover yourself. Not like he didn’t see you completely naked and in every angle too but it’s light out now and someone else may see. He smiles down at you and pulls you close to him. You wrap your arms around him, laying your head on his muscular arm, humming softly to yourself as you do so.

“What is it?” He asks.

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yeah.” You reply.

He raises an eyebrow at you, “Care to elaborate?” He asks as he continues to stare out into the vast deep blue as the sun peaks into the sky.

You sit up more and gently turn his face towards you, “I love you, Ku’Ku’lkan.”

He smiles at you, “You butchered that.”

You playfully shove him, “I’m trying!”

“You and you alone can call me Namor.” He says as he turns back to the sea.

You sigh knowing that he must need to leave.

“When will you be back…” you question, hanging you head.

“As soon as I can.” He looks to you, “I promise, mi amor.” He takes your hand in his and kisses it.

“You promise?”

“I promise.” He assures. “Remember, should you need me, call to me. I will be here to protect you.”

“I will.”

“Promise?” He asks, lifting your chin to him.

You smile, “I promise.”

He gently pulls you in for a long soft kiss.

“Can we have a little more time…please” you moan into his mouth as his kisses intoxicate you.

He laughs, “I must leave.”

You whine and try to get him to stay, you push him down and climb on top of him, your blanket falling off of you in which he instantly flips you over into your back, covering your body with himself. He laughs at your weak effort but passionately kisses you before he gets up and lays the blanket back on you.

“Soon?” You call out?

“Soon.” Assures you. He walks out waist deep into the water then dives in, disappearing.

***

Several weeks go by and you returned home over a weekend to go into work and arrange that schedule so you could spend more time at the beach house as it is nearing the end of summer. You want to be there as much as you can. Your mother relayed several messages left by Riley asking to see you. You ignored them all and told her not to let him in if he stops by. She informed you that he was wanting the neighbors beach home by theirs for a few weeks she found out. She suggested we spend time together and figure out what is going on between us. You of course didn’t say anything to her about the god you are with now because you haven’t ended thing with Riley yet so you’re technically still together. You should definitely get on that soon.

Your drive back was uneventful, thankfully. You were able to listen to your music and some murder mystery podcasts.

You pull into the driveway around lunchtime so you head inside and begin making yourself some food. You finish eating and go to watch some tv. You won’t be going down to the water today, the breeze is too harsh and chilly for it to be enjoyable. But you’ll definitely keep an eye out for a certain someone to show up. You change into your favorite oversized tshirt and only that.,You’re looking for the remote burrows somewhere in the cushions when there’s a knock on the door….

“Weird…” you say to yourself as you walk to the door. You slightly open it and you’re pushes backwards and Riley storms in.

“What the heck!” You shout at him.

“So are you going to explain?” He “asks”

“Explain what exactly? And why did you barge in?! Get out now.” You yell at him.

“You’re my girl, I’m not leaving I have every right to stay here.”

“Actually, I’m not your girl. We are done. Get out!” You point towards the door.

“You’re acting crazy. What’s wrong with you. You love me and I love you.” He says.

You scoff, “Far from.”

“Are you cheating on me again?!”

“Again?! What?! You are the one who’s been cheating on me for months…at least! Don’t go blaming me for what you do!”

Riley approaches you trying to act gentle and hurt by your words. You take a step back, eyeing the shell on the counter…could you reach it in time? Your thoughts are ended by your realization for the first time since Namor, how short Riley actually is compared to him…he is just above your height and is pretty darn skronny…geez. While you’re analyzing the extreme differences between your god lover and your ex boyfriend his lips are on yours attempting to make out… you gasp and push him back.

“Stop!” You shout but he ignores your decline of his actions and brings your face to his, messily kissing you.

“No. You’re done with me I’m not done with you. We are doing this before I go!” He aggressively tells you, fighting with you every step of the way. He pushes you to the floor, undoing his pants and takes yours off. Your fighting him as hard as you can but as this point you feel it might be best to just surrender and accept rather than to get even more hurt in the moments to come….

“Stop fighting!” He yells at you.

You take a deep breath and decide to surrender. You close your eyes bracing for what is about to happen-

“Dude!” Riley shouts upon the door barging open and slamming against the wall.

You open your eyes and all you see is Namor’s back and no longer Riley above you. You quickly get up and retreat behind the counter. You slide down onto the floor sitting there replaying everything that just happened, oblivious to the racked now going on around you.

Before you know it you hear your name being called by the Tolakan king himself. You peer up from behind the counter. You don’t see Riley but couldn’t care less what had happened to him. Namor shuts the door and turns to face you.

___________

Taglist: @thighella @bontensbabygirl @theboggyman

[myleeehhhhh]

Why am I doin this unpaid labour (fixing men)??

[sadtallbean]

I did some journaling and came to accept the fact that I was infact was in a emotionally manipulative relationship. It was heartbreaking to realise because im still giving some benefit of the doubt to my ex. There were incidents were i felt like I was being manipulated but i let it go, to hold on to the good, blinded by the love, and made to feel guilty for thinking like that. He knows how i am, what kind of person i am, sensitive, emotionally vulnerable and he took advantage of that. Someone who apologises a lot, and made me feel guilty for most of our disagreements. Put the responsibility on me, questioning of don't you trust me, is this your trust, saying he felt misunderstood, he felt hurt, he felt unheard, making myself question my sanity, almost to the point where all of my triggers were triggered but made sure I couldn't say anything to him about it. He knew my buttons and pressed them accordingly and played me like his personal toy. Isolated from my friends, our mutual friends with stories of stories of how he is a victim of their ignorance and influenced heavily on my own struggles with them then made me cut contact with them, now he's all buddy buddy with them, while I'm struggling to come to terms with all of this. I'm at a position where I can't even say anything out loud because through out the relationship i was made to feel as the toxic one, and he'll just say that to them too, just like how he said for all his exes. How he's a poor victim and his partmers are all toxic.

Even now, he broke up wanting to explore career other people, not to be tied down by labels, by the conditions of a relationship, and still I'll be the love of his life, and that it's my decision if I want to take him unconditionally because ofcourse it's all up to me now, easy for him to manipulate others in the future, that he gave me love but it wasn't enough for me.

[ruminate88]

“You made me believe & then you took it all away. You let me feel everything when you felt nothing. I don’t hate you but I’m sad to know you. Sad to have loved & lost you. 💔 So sad…”

[amore-su-pagine-strappate]

"Sono stanca di elemosinare anche solo una risposta"

[Frase mia]