#tw: toxic behavior

[gojos-thot-patrol]

HII!!! and happy birthday to you ♡♡ i love ur works sm, for ur special birthday event, could i request — ryomen sukuna, mean, " i love you, and you don't deserve that " ?? AGAIN, HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND HAVE THE BEST YEAR!! (｡>﹏<｡) feel free to change it up! you're the birthday author afterall<3

AHH these are late, but in my defense I got very drunk then had to work off the hang over lol.

that being said, thank you so much Nonny!! This is so sweet and I feel kinda bad because this one got pretty dark. Trigger warnings for Domestic abuse, non con/dub con implied, emotional abuse and manipulation, and yandere themes. you have been warned, Dead Dove, Do Not Eat.

Now Presenting...

Starring: An cold complicated Ryomen Sukuna, taking it out on a Reader that doesn't deserve it.

There were few things on this earth Sukuna found more vile than humans. Maggots, maybe, but at least maggots served a purpose- they were important to the nutrient cycling of many ecosystems. But what the fuck did human do? They destroyed with reckless abandon, conquered without a second thought, and bread like roaches to continue the destruction long after they were gone. They were creatures of hate. And maybe that’s why Sukuna couldn’t stand them. They were just a little too much like him.

That was all with one exception. Y/n was a human that challenged every thought he had about humans. She was kind and generous, but still not afraid to get her hands dirty for what she believed. She proved that much when she ran out to stop him from destroying some elders home of all fucking things. He didn’t know what was funnier, that she thought she could challenge him, with her meek frame and zero battle experience, or the look on her face when he threw her over his shoulder. 

He had planned to throw her to his hoard of underling curses and let them tear her limb from limb. A fitting punishment he thought, she wasn’t really worth his effort. When he got to the throne room, he looked down at the writhing mass of curses below the tall platform his throne sat upon. He watched them all move as one, entangled together in a breathing wet sea of shit and hunger. They needed to eat.

And then he looked at her. The way she clung to his arm, the genuine terror in her eyes. She didn’t look like she had before on the battlefield, so willing to give her life to save another. Now she looked as if her entire being was made of ice and terror, as if she’d shatter if the breeze blew the wrong way. He felt a tightness in his chest, like some otherworldly being was pulling the sinew that laid there apart, cord by cord. And he threw her into his sleeping quarters instead. 

And ever since that day all those months ago, Sukuna had been complicated. A fucking human complicated him, it was almost comical. He caught himself being vulnerable around her, and he coludn’t fucking stand it. For every quiet sweet moment they had, he had to double down with two or more acts of brutality to make himself feel better. Except, it never made him feel any fucking better, in fact it made him feel actively fucking worse. The betrayal and hurt behind your eyes always made him feel minuscule, and it only made his hate of you burn even brighter. 

It was moments like these that made his skin crawl. When your head was resting on his chest, arms wrapped around your body as best as they could be, legs still trembling in the aftermath of your shared sin. When he realized his heart was calm, and his claws didn’t crave blood in your presence. His reaction to comfort was always visceral anger. 

“Get off of me wench.” He growled, jerking his shoulder up and launching you out of your near sleep state. You looked so hurt.

“Oh, this again?” You muttered.

“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean, Whore?” Sukuna scoffed, unable to believe you felt comfortable enough to talk to him with such a tongue.

“Nothing.” You sighed, shaking your head and trying to turn away from him. You didn’t get very far before his talons were digging into your shoulder, forcing you to face him again.

“No no, If you’re going to say something, say it. Don’t try to take the cowardly way out now.” He warned. You shook your head, knowing better than to make eye contact right now.

“I just don’t want to fight-”

“Oh, you think this is a fight?” He laughed, “that would almost be cute if it wasn’t so pathetic.We don't fight Y/n. You forget your place, and I remind you of it. Fighting implies you to be my equal, which you never will be.” he said, his voice dripping in condescension and laced with contempt. His poison shot straight into your heart, coursing through your blood and to your tongue. You were so tired of his bull shit. 

“Oh, really?! Is that what happens?!” You laughed back to keep from crying, “Because from my view, You realize you have a heart and get so scared of it, you have to hurt someone smaller than you to feel like a man aga-!” Yea, you weren’t shocked when he struck you. You held your face, knowing there would be a bruise you could take fingerprints off of forming. You’d long since become used to his treatment. He grabbed you by your hair, yanking you to look at him. You could feel individual follicles being pulled from their roots as he raised you off the bed, as he drank in your scream as if it was the finest of wine. 

“Listen here Brat,” Ryomen always had a way of making even the most mundane words cut into your soul, “You’d do well to remember who the fuck you are talking to when you speak to me. I am not your friend, I am not your lover, you are fucking nothing to me. You’re less than nothing to me. Wrong me a-fucking-gain and your villiage won’t stop finding pieces of your body.” He snarled, throwing you off the bed. 

You braced for impact, but that still didn’t stop the collision from sending sharp waves of anguish through your already bruised ribs. You took in a sharp breath and tried to keep the tears swelling in your eyes from spilling over. He wanted you to cry. You wouldn't give him that satisfaction. You got to your hands and knees as quickly as your body would let you, then sat up as best as you could.

“Do you know what your problem is Sukuna?” You mumbled from the floor. He raised an eyebrow at you, genuinely shocked you had more to say after that. Normally, physical violence shut you up pretty quick. 

“And what is that Y/n?” He asked. You took an edge breath in.

“Your problem is that you don’t want to keep being a warlord. You’re tired of it, it bores you, you want to do something else. You found something that only makes that feeling stronger. And you can’t stand it! Because you don’t know who you are. You have no idea who Ryomen Sukuna is without the power and the blood thirst, and that fucking terrifies you.” Sukuna didn’t even argue, and he wasn’t surprised you read him so clearly. You had always seen through him as if he was nothing more than a fragile bubble. 

“And do you know what my problem is?” You growled. You waited all of 3 seconds before responding to his silence, “My problem is that I love you. And you don’t deserve that.” A chuckle left Sukuna, but it was humorless. His eyes didn’t hold any anger or angst, he looked as if he was made of stone. He finally got up from the bed, and moved to you. He crouched down to be at your level. 

“Things are only going to get worse for you from here on out. I hope you're prepared.” he said, zero emotion making its way to his voice or eyes. He pushed you onto your back before standing up again and leaving the room. Once he was back in his own sleeping quarters, he punched a hole in his wall.

How fucking dare you tell him you loved him! Who the fuck did you think you were?! And why the fuck would you confess that after he threw you to the fucking ground? As if you were nothing more than a used cum rag! He roared as he ripped some random piece of art off the wall and smashed it against the floor, splintering the wooden frame. Your words kept echoing in his head, phantoms that wouldn’t let him rest. I love you, and you don’t deserve it.It made him sick. Because he didn’t deserve it. And because he loved you too, and you truly didn’t deserve that.

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[dearramiel]

billy desperately trying to babytrap his girl after she tries to break up w him🤭

This is so good.

✧ - baby trapping, subconscious manipulation, verbal abuse, violent!billy, billy is overprotective, obsessive, and possessive, implied stalker! billy, mentions of billy beating up jason tommy h & some other guy, controlling behavior, toxic relationship, gaslighting, guiltriping, unprotected sex( piv), breeding, cockwarming, mentions of tampering with birth control but it doesn't actually happen, hint of fluff at the end,

Billy's infatuation with you starts the very first day he looks at you, a beautiful, shy, charismatic girl who he could bend at will. He knew he would have you, it wasn't even a matter of how but when.

He was good at orchestrating everything, from the very first time you talk, the heated kisses, and first time hooking up. Billy wasn't your first, but you sure as hell felt like a virgin the first time you took him. He made you feel good, loved, he was sweet, caring, and charming. Just two months in, everything had changed. From the very beginning he knew you were different than other girls he had been with, he never had a girlfriend, and it hit him like a shock. He started acknowledging how much depth his love went, at first it was just him messing around with another girl, but he had gone way off track.

It was hard not to, you had been the only girl to care for him, rather than his dick. You were different. You treated him different than any other person.

It wasn't all on him anyway, you weren't stupid, you knew what Billy's intentions were from the beginning, he'd never once talked to you, but it began to get hard to let go when he kept you around, not shoving you through his window after hooking up, not pretending like you didn't exist when he walked by you at school, offering rides after he proposed in exchange for him to be lenient on Max being late, or even how he had stopped going after other girls.

Everything was so sweet, until he let the intrusive thoughts in.

He started asking who the people you talked to were, walking you to classes you didn't have together during passing period, insisted on driving you to work after school, picking you up and dropping you off home.

Eventually his obsession turned violent, going after Jason Carver after finding you two together during a pep rally, a big misunderstanding that could have been avoided had he just asked what you were bringing to him.

Billy had become somewhat self aware of what he was doing, quickly becoming insecure, and hateful. But he couldn't help it, because he genuinely loved and cared for you, he wanted you all to himself, this sweet girl who let him in. He was good at guilt guiltriping you with that, telling you how much he loved you.

It made you feel restless, having to make sure you weren't talking to specific people he didn't like, making sure not to stare too long at some other guy, spending all your free time with him, letting him know that there was a test you had to make up before going to work. You felt like your life was being controlled, and inviting him over while no one was home was your biggest mistake.

Spring break had just started, it was a Saturday evening when Billy had received the call. Of course he'd pull up to his girlfriends house in under 10 minutes, especially when she gave the "It's important and serious.".

Billy was rapidly knocking on the door, yelling your name, and when you open to let him in, he can tell that something really is wrong.

You're spouting nonsense to him, being so annoying, talking about how he doesn't love you, and that he's obsessed with you. Part of which was really wrong, because Billy did love you. He just had this horrible way of showing it.

It doesn't take long for you to get him angry, he begins yelling back. Saying that Carver, Tommy H, and Smith deserved getting their asses flipped. To which you yell that he shouldn't go about fixing things with violence.

"I just can't do this."

And he snaps, eyes blurring, warm droplets falling to his neck, when he blinks he realizes that he's crying. And it has you shocked.

"What?" His voice is small and broken, it almost has you wanting to take back what you've said. But it's hard to do so, because he's scared you already.

"No, please no." He cries as he reached out to you, wrapping his arms tightly around your body, another act that shocks you, he's never been one to initiate affection. He's almost cradling you, "Can't lose you, please don't."

You're not sure if it's an act, one to lure you in, but you take the bait anyway. Because while the ideas of what he's capable of to the extent of his love terrify you, you also remember that you do love him too. That he's never once laid a hand, or ever been physically abusive to you.

"I'm sorry Billy, I didn't mean it. It's just, you scare me sometimes!"

Anguish breaks into his body, when the realizations kick in. It's a thought that's etched into his mind, the fact that you've thought about leaving him. The fact that you even said it.

"I'm sorry baby, let me make it up to you please.. I promise I'll take care of you." His tone sends shivers down your spine, it's the one he always uses, it messes with you subconsciously and you never picked up on it.

You nod your head rapidly, breathing in deeply when Billy's teeth gently sink into the flesh on the side of your neck. Your panting reels him in further, letting him take full control of your body.

You don't even know how you ended up on your back, in your room, and on your bed, both you and Billy fully nude. Both your bodies decorated with bites and love marks. You're crying into the air as Billy's cock is shoved into your aching tight hole. You can feel every inch of him, to the point where you swear you feel his tip hit up snuggly against your cervix, and Billy swears he feels it too, because he begins a brutal pace. Mouth stealing a heated kiss from you. Between the messy kiss, your stuttering moan fills his ears.

"Fuuuuckkk, Billyyy! M'gonna cum!" You whimper, arms and legs wrapping around his body, pulling him to you, almost inviting him further inside you. He's reaching the deepest he can, he's never been or even felt so feral during sex. Both his hands were clenching harshly onto the pillow your head was rested on, he's using it as stability to continue thrusting so hard and fast, he feels like he's also about to cum.

"Yeah? Then cum, need to feel you all over me." The thought alone is enough to send you spiraling, a gush of liquid seeps out, drenching and covering his abdomen and cock in your cum. A long moan rips through you, your walls clamp so tightly around Billy that it only takes a couple more thrusts before his cock plunges into the deepest part of you.

"Fuuck! Babe'm gonna cum, cunt is all mine, gonna breed you so they know you're mine. You want that, don't you?" He groans into your ear, burying his face into your neck, your response is nonverbal, it's just you frantically nodding your head up and down before you decide to speak up.

"Yes! Please, Billy, want you to make me yours!" You babble, then it happens cum begins filling up your insides until you feel full. Billy's weight drops on you then, cum still spurting a few more times before he is absolutely spent.

You can feel him soften inside you, little bits of cum threatening to spill out. The feeling has you whimpering, it's then that Billy remembers he's still inside you. When he goes to lift himself up, a whine is heard from you.

"Billy.. no, don't go.. please. Wanna stay with you like this." You beg, your tired eyes droopy, your arms still holding him tightly.

"Not going anywhere baby. Love you so much." He slurs, high of sex, leaving kisses all over your face.

"I love you too, Billy.. so much.."

He had you right where he wanted you.

Those condoms he planned to poke holes into weren't really necessary after all.

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[poppy-metal]

So they would definitely go over your phone from time to time, if you are on the social butterfly side they can get very mad, not at you of course, they know you are beautiful and people are waiting in line to get a chance with you, but let's say you're at a party and you are speaking to others not paying attention to them... They would probably get grumpy not talking all the way back home, so I guess you'll have to reassure them, spreading your legs extra wide that night so they know you belong to them and them only

me when this makes me wet when it shouldn't.

god, nd if anyone tried to make a move on you they'd be at your side immediately ready to knock some losers teeth in until you pull them away. n then they're mad, jaw clenched, speeding on the way home cause if they talk to you they know they'll say something mean and they dont want to they're TRYING to be healthy but you're kinda toxic too n that you won't stop needling them n pouting and acting all innocent and it makes them snap. car pulled over with your jaw gripped in their hand as they glare at you, "shut the fuck up, i swear to god." and it shouldn't make your thighs clench or your clit ache but it does. and they notice.

an aborted kinda chuckle leaves their lips, sharp and mean as they let you go like you disgust them - you dont, quite the opposite - "you're such a fucking slut. is that why you let that dickless shit touch your ass? not getting fucked enough?" the condescending words would hurt more if they didn't look like they wanted to throw you in the backseat and beat your pussy up right then. maybe they will if you push back. but being a brat when they're like this will almost guarantee you dont get to cum. oh they'll make you feel good, good enough to hurt. but they don't give rewards to bad girls.

that's when the groveling begins. the teary "im sorries." and "wasn't thinkin" you mumble with your doe eyes in full force, bottom lip all trembly.

it appeases them a little. enough to where they roll their eyes, "yeah, whatever. we'll talk more at home." and you have to clench your thighs again because you know that means if you beg good enough, show your belly like a good dog would, then they'll make your eyes roll back into your skull.

just how you planned.

#ask #a little bit of toxic as a treat #tw: toxic behavior #jordan li x reader #jordan li smut

[del-thetiredwriter]

Close to you yet so far away

Part 2?

Warnings: cheating,swear words, my bad writing…

Cheater husband Daemon Targaryen x wife reader

English is my second language

You entered the pleasure house with hard and fast steps. You went upstairs, ignoring the moans of the mens and womens making love around. The corridor was filled with the groans of a woman. You stopped. A bunch of prostitutes were watching a couple making love through holes in the walls. The woman's moans got louder.

“All of you leave! Now!” You shouted at the prostitutes.

When the womens saw you, they immediately ran away. You suddenly opened the door angrily. Your husband 'Daemon' and his beloved mistress Mysaria were together as always. Seeing them naked and together like that was enough to make you nauseous .

“Tch, can you leave . I have things to talk about with this man,” you said sternly to your husband's mistress.

"Why are you here Y/n" said your husband Daemon

“Don't worry, I'm not here because I want to. Tell your mistress to leave us alone unless you want me to repel my anger with you and her."

Daemon then gave you a cold look and Mysaria left you alone.

“So why did you come? Have you been so lonely alone, are you here to be fucked by a man?

“Don't confuse me with you or your mistress and the other womens here. Unlike you, I'm not a dog in heat. And put on something”

Daemon gave you a stern look and grinned.

"Well, my dear 'wife', why did you come?" ' Daemon asked sarcastically.

'My wife,' what would you give to hear this word from him with love and compassion. You grit your teeth.

"Are you stupid. What does ‘heir for a day’ means? Don't you understand how angry the king will be. He can take you out of the heir position. You think you're going to be his heir forever. You've seriously crossed the line this time! You will go to the king early tomorrow morning and give him your most sincere condolences, you understand? Pray that he doesn't take you from your position of Commander of the City Watch!"

Daemon laughed.

“My brother, the king has no heirs but me Y/n don't worry in vain.”

“I hope so but I don't think so. Right now, after these words, there is only one reason for you to be alive: to be the king's brother. Otherwise you would be dead right now. If there was anyone else, who made such a mockery at his time of pain, they would not be alive at all.” And you left in a rage.

When you get home, you run into you haven't seen in a long time friend Elaena, who is waiting in front of your room's door. When your friend saw you, she ran to hug you. You and Elaena have been friends since childhood. Your last meeting was three years ago, 1 day before you married to Daemon.

“Umm, Y/n I really missed you but is it okay if I sleep with you tonight? I mean your husband-"

“Forget him anyway, it doesn't even make sense him to come home, let alone come to my room. I also miss the time we fell asleep while drinking and chatting together like in the old days.”

Elaena laughed at your answer.

An hour later you were completely drunk. Unlike Elaena, you drank heavily in anger at your conversation with Daemon in the pleasure house.

You slammed your glass on the table.

“I can't understand it. Why is he treating me like I'm his enemy? I want to help him.”

You started to whine. Elaena looked at you pityingly. You didn't deserve to be in this situation.

Actually, you weren't that hard on him at first. When you were engaged to him, you worked hard just to be a suitable wife, went so far as to learn high Valyrian but you were eventually left alone on the wedding night. Maybe if you try a little harder, you thought that even if he doesn't love you the way you love him, maybe he won't treat you like you are invisible, but in the end you learned the hard way that he will never love you, no matter how hard you try, you will never get paid for your efforts. You caught him making love to Mysaria, but you did nothing. You couldn't. So you stopped caring for him and act coldly towards him but in the end you were still in love with him desperately.

“Do you know what’s the worst parts is, Elaena.in the end I’m still in love with him.I am in love with a man who will never love me, a man who is as close to me as he is far from me, the man who is my husband.”

“Sir, shall I inform madame that you have arrived?”The butler asked not knowing what to do.

"There's no need. I'll see her tomorrow." said Daemon.

“Close to you, yet so far away ha” Daemon laughed bitterly.

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[bl00dalchemist]

'They love eachother' i say, as i draw them in situations that are, in fact, not loving.

#il dottore #scaramouche #dottoscara #genshin impact #genshin fanart #doodles #tw: toxic behavior #thatse it #idk what else to tag this so please if there's any tag you think i should add #tell me #that being said #i missed drawing my stupid fucked up meowmeows

[kit-williams]

Toxic Love

tw: Solos is going to mansplain, manipulate, and manwhore his way back to his darling, obsession, possessive, yandere, he is toxic and parasitic, also some body horror because papa Nurgle loves body horror, I guess also the horror of someone calling a Death Guard Daddy is a trigger warning

Trying a larger/curvy reader for this one but its hardly really mentioned

Solos Phorgur the Reaper prides himself on a few things... being picky about his affections is something he prides himself on as some of his brothers are eager to just rush to give their enlarged hearts to a pretty little mortal or fellow brother. Solos was picky on it... where as many of his brothers would be called corpulent and bursting at the seams with Grandfather's love and gifts to the point it weighed them down. Solos was greedy and picky with it and so he was thin and wiry which made him rather quick compared to them. His mouth could pull apart and reveal his complex internal mouth easy to scrape away at the skin and get into the soft parts of a host. That's how his brothers saw him... he was greedy and hardly gave anything back... its why they teased him how he got so little from Grandfather because he was unwilling to trust him.

His relationship to Grandfather was his own and they could fuck right off! But he could give... he just was picky. Another thing he prided himself was his ability to use his words unlike his Da' who thought it would be better to use fists to get his family to do his bidding. Solos enjoyed returning home and putting him in his place! Outside of combat he used his words.

Oh there was his Lovie. Awww she looked so miserable. His mouth pulled apart for a moment as the parts all rubbed against one another. He wanted what was best for his bird. She was a plump little ball of joy. She couldn't help but be happy and love! She was practically begging for anyone and everyone to take advantage of her kindness, many would argue that surly no one who follows Nurgle would do such to another? Solos knew there were always bad actors everywhere and if he didn't have good intentions toward his Love then he certainly would be one of those people he was on the lookout for.

Solos will admit that he had handled their last conversation before he left on deployment... poorly. He didn't want to deal with her whining and her complaining about being lonely. He was there he didn't understand? He was all she really needed, she could interact with some of his friends... she had a few family around... he didn't like her friends they put stupid thoughts into her head. He was livid to come back to his quarters and see no trace of her... she left a note saying that she was done with him.

Solos had thanked Grandfather for his patience as he was tempted to rip through the ship to find his Lovie and give her a piece of his mind. Though the first problem was to find her.... he decided to play her game and give her space and let her realize how miserable she was without him. He was the bigger man... an astartes sized man in fact. Some of the mortals he trusted were his eyes and ears in finding his bird. She had moved several times and it took them ages to find her.

Solos was distraught at where his bird was hiding. Probably the fact that she hadn't bothered to cover up his mark on her was the only reason she was alive and untouched! But... she wanted space... she wanted her own life... she wanted to make her own mistakes. And Solos was going to let her and let her realize how much she needed him and when she did he was going to accept her back with loving arms. He didn't hate his bird... his Lovie... on the contrary his mates had to keep convincing him to keep going with his plan. He needed his host beloved back.

She was crying on the bench. She was barely keeping everything together and Solos knows if his mark wasn't on her she would have found herself in some unsavory situations. He already had gotten calls to "pick up" his cultist. She tucked herself some place alone so that she wouldn't be told to smile for Grandfather. His mates had done a good job of ruining what meager existence she had without him. Hardly a life really... working all the time verses showering Solos with affection... he missed her sweet coos... the way she was so deliciously soft against his boney growths.

He missed his beautiful plump bird under him when he loved her. Leaving his love bites and love bruises from just loving her a bit too hard or eagerly. But Solos believes no one would blame him given the delicious noises his Lovie made under him or the faces of adoration. He had worked himself up into a frenzy when he found out she was seeing others. How dare she share those moments with someone else?! He had them taken care of first. But... she had already been through so much. He watched her answer her communicator and just burst out into more tears as she pulled the device away from her ear.

He softly purred as his underling messaged him with that the, hopefully, final piece was set. His vox "rang" for a moment before he answered and rasped, "Solos."

A slanneshi like sickness raced down his spine as he heard that crying hiccup and a weak little, "Sol..."

"Hi Lovie." He purred, "Or was that to familiar to answer this vox with." He switched to a colder tone in his voice. His overly pink tongue licked those pale lips of his as he could hear her try to muffle that sob. She wasn't calming down or talking... "Lovie?" He crooned, "Do you want me to come by and talk? Is that what you want?"

"Yes." She whimpered out.

"Where are you baby girl?" He hummed while he waited for her to send him where she was and he pushed concern into his voice, "Lovie what are you doing all the way down there?" He listened to her cry again and blather something incomprehensible. "Shhh Shhh Lovie I'm on my way given me a bit." He let her wait 30 minutes before he walked into the hidden little park.

She had calmed down but when she saw Solos he watched her start crying again. He might be developing a kink or something seeing her cry like this. He looked down at her as she ran over and hugged his leg before he just picked her up and let her wrap her arms around his neck in a tight hug. Solos hummed as he took a deep inhale smelling her sickly sweet scent... how her hives were weeping from how much she had been picking at them... a terrible habit of hers.

She laid out so much to him before Solos just spoke up, "But Lovie... I can easily live off of your love to me. Isn't my love enough? Is it not good enough?" He cocked his head to the side, strands of brown hair fluttered off at the sharp movement as his sickly green eyes looked at his Lovie. One of his eyes had three iris in them as he swept over her form as she just looked sad and guilty.

"I never said or implied it wasn't enough. Just sometimes you suffocate me." She looks away ashamed.

"Yet you were saying how much you missed me... how much you missed the way I loved you. You know no one else can love you as much as I do or like I do. My sweet Lovie." Solos crooned his poison laced words to her watching her lashes flutter and her cheeks darken in a blush. Knowing full well that blush descended down to her chest.

"I didn't... realize that." She wiped one of her eyes with her wrist trying to wipe away threatening tears.

"Mhmm but Daddy's back now." He purred as he went in for the kill to latch onto her supple flesh and not let go.

He watched her blush again and hold out her arms toward him sniffling, "Daddy." She just whimpered to him.

Solos couldn't be mad at his Lovie... his best girl... his ultimate good girl for someone as vile as he was. "Yes Daddy is here. But Lovie can't you see? Grandfather gave you to me to help me feel a bit more love in my life. Daddy needs his Lovie as much as Lovie needs Daddy."

"I'm sorry I left Sol." She blithered once more as he tucked her under his chin and purred.

"Shhh lets go get your stuff from your place and move you back into Daddy's quarters where you belong. Okay?"

"Okay." She sighed happily and once more let Solos handle everything like he was suppose to and he appreciated her being such a good girl when she didn't ask questions like how he knew where she was living without asking her.

#tw: Yandere #tw: manipulation #tw: obsession #tw: possession #tw: toxic relationships #tw: toxic behavior #warhammer 40k #Yandere Space Marine #Yandere Death Guard #Yandere #Space Marine #Death Guard #adeptus astartes #yes this is simon riley coded #This might be the closest ya'll will get with me writing simon as a death guard #tw: daddy kink #simon riley coded #simon ghost riley #if you squint

[a-little-birdie]

Yandere cookie head cannons because I am nothing if not self indulgent.

Yandere head cannons! Because I love yandere content and this is what I want to write so ima write it.

Tws. Kidnapping, torture, violence, all the things that come with yandere content.

Characters: Madeleine, Wildberry, Clotted Cream. Let me know if you want me to do anyone else!!

Madeleine

I love yandere Madeleine because he has so many possibilities.

He could be delusional, lucid, the beautiful sweet spot in between.

He can be sweet and caring, wanting to protect his darling from the world, willing to do anything to keep them safe! He’s the only one who can keep them safe, it’s his duty.

He can be dark and unpredictable, wanting to simply have his darling, willing to do anything to keep his darling from running away. He’s the only one who’s good enough to have them, it’s his right.

He can be so much all at once and I love him for it.

Regardless of what he can be, he is always very physically affectionate. It’s his main love language, aside from buying gifts and words of affirmation.

If he can trust his darling won’t run, he loves to parade them around. He’s incredibly proud of his love, allow him to show them off!!

If it’s dark yandeleine he’s not above torture to punish his darling.

If it’s soft yandeleine he’ll just put them in time out, so either locking them in their room or even a closet or something. He can’t stay away from them for very long, but he’ll hold out for as long as he must!

If his darling were to fight against him he’d get sad. Do they really hate him that much??

He’s the type to gently hold his darling and rock them side to side while giving comforting words and shushing them to try and soothe them.

The kind to apologize but doesn’t mean it, the apology always feels empty, he more says it on reflex, as if it’ll make the situation better.

Just wants to hold his darling whenever he can. He knows he’ll probably be sent on a mission again soon so he wants to spend as much time as absolutely possible with them.

Loves eating with his darling, it just makes him happy to watch them enjoy a good meal.

Wildberry

Sees literally nothing wrong with killing someone because they talked to his darling like, it takes a little bit for him to get there but if he feels like his love is being threatened, another tally mark is added to the kill count.

He’s not the most affectionate, his love is shown through him getting things he knows his darling likes, doing small things for them but most of all is spending time together.

He doesn’t care what they do together as long as it’s together. Hell they could just be sitting in silence and stare at each other and he’d be pretty satisfied with that.

His yandere behaviour is actually reinforced a lot by Hollyberry. She’s all like: “oh you killed someone for your love? Good job! Tell me the story as I help you hide the body!” So uhm, it runs in the family. Congratulations! If he gets his darling home, they’re fucking screwed.

Hollyberry wants grandchildren. She doesn’t give a fuck how you get kids, she wants more grandchildren. Give her grandchildren!!!!

Wildberry would not understand if his darling was scared of him, like at all. He sees nothing wrong with what he’s done or what he’s willing to do. He really is just like ???? Yeah, I killed that person why are you freaking out? I wouldn’t do that to you so stop screaming??? Please?????

Poor boy is so lost, he just wanted to have his love, he never knew his actions would have consequences.

The way he kidnaps his darling is literally through brute force. There is nothing silent about it, he will just grab his darling and drag them off. His darling gets to choose if it’s done the easy way or the hard way.

Easy way: his darling goes with him and they can do this quietly and efficiently.

Hard way: he takes his darling, kicking and screaming and he can either knock them out or tie them down on the way home.

Either way, he’s getting what he wants.

Clotted Cream

Clotted Cream is a very powerful person, he has reach over the entire city. There isn’t a single place his darling could hide.

He’s very manipulative, it’s incredibly hard to not get swept up by his words.

He’d never physically harm his darling, he hates shouting, and he’d never berate his darling for not loving him. He wants to be nothing like his father.

Instead he’d be patient, calm, kind. He wouldn’t give his darling much reason to fight him. If he absolutely must, he’d restrain his darling, but don’t worry! He hates it just as much as they do. Other times he’ll put them in time out, and he always makes sure they have everything they may need.

He makes sure that his darling knows nothing about the outside world. He wants to keep them as out of the loop as absolutely possible, it would just upset them to hear about the news. Especially regarding themselves.

Speaking of Financier. His darling wouldn’t get any help from her. If they managed escaping their room and they run into Financier they’re screwed. They ask her for help and she simply responds with. “We need to get you back to your room.” And starts herding them back where they came. They could beg, cry, fight, scream, they could do anything. It wouldn’t stop Financier from filling out her orders.

She is loyal to Clotted Cream first and she trusts him completely, just like how he trusts her. She’s actually glad he has so much faith in her, to look after his love while his hands are full balancing his fathers demands, the council, and the Republic.

His father wouldn’t care much about Clotted Creams darling, as long as it doesn’t get out to the public. In all honesty he might see it as an opportunity to further control his son.

So his darling won’t be getting any help at all in that house.

#fandom: crk #CRK #cr kingdom #cookie run kingdom #cookie run #tw: yandere #tw: swearing #tw: violence #tw: torture #tw: toxic relationships #tw: toxic behavior #c: Madeleine cookie #c: Wildberry cookie #c: Clotted Cream #clotted cream cookie #madeleine cookie #wildberry cookie #yandere cookie run #cookie run x reader

[sarahsmi13s]

Duckie

Chapter 6

pairing: bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x twin sister!reader; (eventual) jake ‘hangman’ seresin x bradshaw!reader

characters: y/n bradshaw, nick bradshaw, bradley bradshaw, penny benjamin, the kazanskys, nick’s baby sitter, a dick named tyler, a good guy named derek, a tool named jackson, and a cuck named chad

word count: ~4.4k

warnings: language, fluffy, angsty, dating as a single mom, date dates, worse relationships, toxic relationships, break-ups, protective brother!bradley, crying, i think that’s it if you find anything else lmk!

a/n: this starts roughly 6 months after the events of chapter 5 

and i’m sorry hopefully we’ll get to the fluffy stuff soon <33

series summary: daughter of goose and carole and twin sister to bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw, y/n bradshaw also got her papers pulled when she tried to enlist in the Navy. which turned out to not be as bad as she thought.

chapter summary:  duckie tries to start dating as the anniversary of kendall’s death reaches 3 years, but is she ready? and can bradley make her come to her senses about her latest boyfriend before it’s too late?

duckie universe  

pt 5  pt 7

******************** (you and brad are 24 and nicky is 1 ½)

You and Nick were having dinner over at the Kazansky's.

“Y/N, I’ve got a question for you,” Hayden, their 17 year old son, asked you as he took a bite of food.

“What’s up, Hay-boy?” You responded, briefly glancing at him as you helped Nick eat.

“When are you going to start dating again?”

“Hayden!” “Hayden Peter!” Ice and Sarah gasped, appalled by the bluntness of their son’s question.

“What? It was a valid question!” Sarah shook her head, “No it’s not. It’s none of your business whether or not she’s dating.”

Ice looked at you, “Duckie, you don’t have to answer that. Not now or ever.” You just nod, simply stunned by the question you were just asked and how it made you feel.

It made you think.

****

The rest of dinner that night was a little awkward, but attempts were made to move past it for the remainder of the meal.

As you grabbed Nick’s bag, Sarah and Ice followed you to the door.

“Thanks for dinner guys, my kids exhausted me today. Thank you for watching Nick, Sarah,” you say, giving her a quick hug. “Don’t hesitate to come back okay. You need anything. We’re here,” Ice said, hugging you as well.

You thanked them both again, getting Nick to wave ‘bye’ as you walked to your car.

He babbled as you strapped him in, “Mama.” You grinned, “What baby?” “Hay!” “Hey, what?” “Hay!” He shouted louder, confusing you. “Hey, what?” Nick grunted and pointed with his chubby hand, “Hay!”

You looked in the direction your son was pointing, seeing Hayden stand on the steps awkwardly.

“Hayden? Everything okay?” The blond teenager nodded and walked down the steps.

He stopped, sheepishly rubbing his hands together, “I wanted to apologize. I didn’t mean to offend or upset you. But I’m so sorry that I did.” You gave him a small smile, “Hayden, look at me.” He did. “I appreciate the apology. I get it, you’re curious. It shocked me a little, but I knew you had no ill intentions behind it. Just be more careful next time, okay?”

Hayden nodded, “Can I-” “C’mere kid,” you wrapped him in a hug before he could ask and he hugged you back. “We cool?” “We’re cool.”

You patted his back, “Go do your homework.” Hayden laughed, “Yes ma’am.” He waves bye to Nick and goes inside.

You close the back door, get in the driver’s seat and head home.

*******

That night and the next day, you couldn’t stop thinking about Hayden’s question. Asking yourself why you weren’t trying to date.

You were hesitant to date because, yes, you still loved Kendall, but you realized that you had to move on.

And despite how hard you tried to tell yourself that, ‘Mom didn’t move on, why should I?’, it was like she was thumping you on the back of your head and telling you that you aren’t her and you deserve someone that will make you happy.

Not to say you weren’t happy, cause you were. Nick brought you so much joy, and that was another thing that froze your dating life.

Men -let’s be real, boys- aren’t always up to date a single mom. They don’t want the responsibility of a child that isn’t even theirs. And you weren’t just going to settle with a man that made you happy, you needed a man that made him happy as well. Nick is your world, and Nick deserved someone that loved him as much as his biological father would.

But, maybe you should give it a try.

And you don’t have to rush; if it happens it happens, if it doesn’t it doesn’t.

******* (two months later)

“You look great Duckie,” Sarah complimented as you looked in your living room mirror at your appearance. You smiled, “Thank you Sarah.” 

You walked over to her and held your hands out for your son. He stretched to fall into your hands, “Oh, come here Nicky. My sweet boy.” You kissed his face, leaving a lipstick stain on his cheek. You giggled and wiped it off, “Sorry baby.” He just giggled and hugged you as best he could.

You passed him off to Sarah, “I’ll be back later. If you need me, call me.” She nodded, “I got this, Y/N. Go, have fun.”

Smiling, you kissed his head again, “I love you baby boy.” Then you were out the door.

****

You had arrived at the restaurant at least 15 minutes early. So when your date showed up, he was right on time. “Hey, Tyler,” you smiled and stood up from the bench and hugged him. He quickly hugged you back before getting the door and leading you in. “I hope you didn’t wait long.” “It’s okay, it was only about 15 minutes, and I showed up early. You’re good.”

He nodded and followed in behind you.

Once you got to your table you ordered your drinks.

“How was your day?” He shrugged, “Good, I guess.” You nodded, “That’s good. How was work, anything crazy happen?” He shook his head, “Not really. There was a field trip I think.” “You think? Aren’t you a tour guide?” “I don’t guide every tour. I did a lot of paperwork today and scheduled a few things.” “Oh, got anything cool coming up?” He shrugged and continued to look at his menu.

You sighed and rubbed your forehead, looking down at the menu yourself. 

You weren’t entirely surprised by him being short with you. You had to cancel this date last minute the previous week because Nick wasn’t feeling well, and he was obviously a little sour. But in the few weeks you had been going out, if you had to reschedule, he was really understanding. So this was a little odd.

Once Tyler decided what he wanted, he talked to you, asking you questions. Generic questions, the typical conversation questions. But he was clearly bored.

When the food came out, conversation practically ceased.

****

Halfway through the meal, you decided to say something.

“How’s your alfredo?” You gestured to his plate, a pile of plain alfredo noodles that’s been steadily decreasing. “It’s fine. Edible.” Tyler doesn’t even ask you how your meal was and just moves on with his.

You exhale through your nose, speaking under your breath, “Okay…”

This whole evening was strange. First, he broke routine by not kissing your cheek like he had been doing the past 10 times you’ve met up, and now he was giving short answers and not making any conversation.

This thing, whatever it was, had been going good in your mind. But Tyler didn’t seem to think so.

You couldn’t help but compare him to Kendall, you compared them all to him even if you didn’t mean to. Because Kendall had been a huge part of your life, he was gonna be in your heart for a long time. And all of the guys you’d gone on dates with just weren’t him. And they never would be.

****

By the time the check came around, you knew that you were cutting this off now.

You have more respect for him and you than to waste your time.

“Together, right?” The waiter asked, confirming what he had asked at the beginning of the night.

You shook your head, looking at the teenager apologetically, “I’m sorry. It’s gonna be separate tonight.” He nodded, “Of course, Miss. Bradshaw. That’s not a problem at all.”

You smiled at him and he left to reprint the tickets.

Honestly the fact Tyler didn’t stop you just proved your point that this wouldn’t go any further than tonight.

The checks came and you both paid, leaving tips on your cards and you personally handed the waiter a tip in cash.

Tyler walked you to your car. “Look, Y/N-” “I’ve had fun, Tyler. But I don’t think this is going anywhere. Especially after tonight.” His eyes widened a little before he relaxed.

“I’ve had fun too. I just need someone more flexible.” “Flexible?” He nodded, crunching the mint in his mouth, “I’ve tried working with you on the rescheduling and the canceling, but last week… it just makes me think you’re not in this.”

You scoffed, “Okay, first, Tyler I have a son. You know that.” “Do I? Cause I never met him.”

Was he serious? Did he really think that you’d bring him around your kid until you were sure he was all in?

“Yeah, there’s a reason for that. Goodbye Tyler. Good luck on searching for your contortionist,” you got in your car and left.

****

You parked in your driveway, taking a second to breathe.

That wasn’t what you were expecting. “Maybe I should leave out the fact that I’ve got a son until I’m sure they're all in,” you said to yourself.

Tyler had been the first guy that didn’t run for the hills when you told him you were a mom with a 19 month old son, he hadn’t judged you either. But now he was saying he didn’t believe you? What the hell was up with that?

You unbuckled and went in, just wanting cuddles with your son.

Walking in the door, you hang your purse on the hook and drop your keys in the bowl. “Sarah? I’m home.” She walks around the corner, drying her hands on a towel. “Hey, Duck, how was it?” You sigh, “Honestly not great.”

“Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry. Wanna talk about it?” You shake your head, “No, I just want my baby.” Sarah nodded, a sad smile on her face, “He’s in his play pen.”

You smile softly and go over to him.

“Hi, Nicky boy,” you coo, standing over him. He looks up, his sea-green eyes bright, “Mama!” His arms are up and he’s making grabby hands.

“C’mere,” you pick him up and hold him to your chest. You move to the couch and his head sits comfortably on your chest. You smile and close your eyes, feeling his tiny breaths against your chest.

Sarah comes in and smiles, grabbing the polaroid off the shelf and taking a photo of the moment.

Seeing the flash behind your eyes, you laugh.

“I’m gonna head out. Hayden’s got late night practice, so he’s gonna be gone and I can clean,” Sarah chuckles, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “You need anything?”

You shake your head, “We’re okay. Thank you for watching him.” She kisses your forehead, “Of course, Duckie.”

After she leaves, you get up and put on one of your dad’s records.

“This was your Papa Goose’s favorite, Nicky.” The boy coos and you sway a little on your way back to the recliner.

Then you relax back and cuddle with Nick, falling asleep in the chair.

********

Over the next month you didn’t really hit it off when any of the guys Penny set you up with.

There was one, Jackson. He was an absolute tool. He was late, he had obviously come from another date but you weren’t going to say anything.

Then by the time the check rolled around he realized he’d forgotten his wallet. Good thing you didn’t go anywhere expensive.

Then in mid November, you met Derek.

He was great.

He had shown up at your house to pick you up for your second date. Brought flowers to every date. He was understanding when you canceled.

He was everything you thought you wanted.

But he wasn’t Kendall.

When Derek met Nick in late December, just around Christmas, it was great. He loved the boy, playing along with the fake phone calls and blowing raspberries at each other across the dinner table.

You were overjoyed to see the two interact, but you couldn’t help but wish it was Kendall.

And by mid January, Derek had realized how big of a hole he was filling. He noticed the small things you did, the small comparisons you made without even realizing it.

And he realized that you weren’t ready, no matter how many times you said you were.

He wasn’t mad. Not in the slightest. He could understand, his dad had raised him and his brother alone dating off and on throughout their lives. Trying to replace the mother they lost.

But he didn’t want to be just a replacement, that wasn’t fair to either of you.

****

“Y/N, can we talk? Outside?” Derek asked, placing his hand on your shoulder gently. You nodded, “I’ll be right back Hay.” You looked into the living room where Ice was looking over flight plans and Hayden’s girlfriend, Serenity, was stacking foam blocks with Nick.

You knocked on the wall, gaining their attention. “Derek and I are stepping outside, we’ll be back in a minute.” They nodded and went back to what they were doing.

Derek led you by the hand to the porch and sat down with you on the cushioned bench.

“What’s up?”

He sighed and squeezed your hands, “Y/N, these past two months have been great. We hit off from the get go. And Nick is the best lil’ guy.” You held your breath, knowing this could go in any direction.

“But we can’t keep doing this.”

The air dissipated in your lungs and tears hit your eyes. “I-I don’t-,” you swallowed to get ahold of yourself. “I don’t understand.” He pulled you in and rubbed your back.

He sighed, “You’re trying to replace him. Nick’s father.” You let out a choked sob and held onto him. “It’s okay. It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry Derek.” He pulled back and held your face, “You don’t have to be sorry. I know, raising a kid on your own his hard, but from what I’ve seen you’ve done great so far. You’re a good mom.”

He thumbed the tears away, “You can’t replace him. He can’t just be replaced. It’s not that simple.” He scratched a little behind your ear to comfort you. “You’re not ready, and that’s okay.” He gave you one last kiss.

“Maybe someday we’ll meet again, if the time is right.”

And he left. Got in his car and left, leaving you with a lot to think about.

****

Sarah pulled in a few minutes later, a baby blue Bronco following her and parking right where Derek had been.

You were stuck on the porch, your arms covered in goosebumps from the chilled wind, wind chimes accenting the fall of your tears.

Bradley got out, smoothing his mustache and adjusting his khaki pants. He saw you on the porch, staring at the empty seat next to you. Sarah saw you as well and they shared a concerned glance.

Sarah approached you first, since Rooster’s arrival was supposed to be a surprise.

“Y/N, honey what’s wrong?” She sat down, tilting your chin up to look at you. “Where’s Derek?”

His name broke your trance and you looked up at her, “He’s gone. He broke up with me…” Saying out loud brought tears to your eyes and you gasped before falling into her with a sob.

Bradley was quick to get on the porch and kneel next to you.

He knew you were dating someone, he was coming to meet them today, but he guessed he didn't have to do that anymore.

He’s got something more important to do.

“Duckie,” he said softly, drawing your attention to him.

You looked at him and a trembling smile crossed your lips, “Bradley.” The relief you felt having your brother with you was overwhelming as you sank into him. He held you, held you like he did when your mom died… held you like he did when you lost Kendall.

****

Once you calmed down, you talked about it. Telling them everything he said, and you had to admit, you agreed with him. You weren’t ready.

****

You gave it a few months, focused on Nick and yourself. Then you decided that you’d try again.

After a few ‘meh’ first dates, one of the long term subs at your school approached you.

“Miss. Bradshaw?” You looked up and smiled, “Mr. Dallon, how can I help you?” He chuckled nervously, folding his arms over his chest, “I’m about to have to head out soon. Mrs. Killing will be back in about two weeks and I would be a fool if I left without asking you on a date.”

You blinked, a blush fanning across your face.

“Oh, well Mr.-” “Chad, you can call me Chad.” You smiled, “Chad, when were you thinking of going on this date?” “Whenever you were available, I know your schedule is subject to change at any time.” “Well, how about tonight? It's Friday and I know a pretty good bar on the beach. We could grab a drink and get to know each other.”

He grinned, “Perfect, I’ll pick you up, 20:00?” You chuckled at his use of military time. “Yes, 8 is fine, Chad.”

Chad clapped his hand together, “I’ll see you tonight.” He winked and left the classroom.

******

If you could go back and slap yourself, you would.

Chad had started out so nice. He did everything right, took you out when you were both available, left you gifts on your desk and ate lunch with you.

He’d take you and Nick to the zoo, the aquarium, and the beach. He was sweet and kind.

Until he wasn’t.

****

It was nearly unnoticeable at first, small micro aggressions. Making small comparisons to his old partners. He’d get upset and blame it on something you did. You thought nothing of it.

But your brother noticed. Bradley noticed every aggressive or passive aggressive thing Chad did.

****

Bradley had the months of June and July off and he was staying with you and Nick.

Chad came over to pick you up for a date and Bradley opened the door.

He’s almost mad to see your brother at the door. “Who the hell are you?” Rooster looks him up and down, “Who the hell are you?” “I’m Chad, I’m here for Y/N. Your turn.” “I’m Bradley.” “What are you doing here?” Bradley squinted, “I live here.”

Chad shook his head, “No, Y/N Bradshaw lives here.” Bradley nodded, “I know. I live here too.” “Then how come I’ve never seen you?” “Mostly because I’m on a ship in the ocean. Or in Oceana on base.”

The widening of Chad’s brown eyes was almost funny.

“Oh shit, you’re her brother. Nice to meet you,” he stuck his hand out. Bradley rolled his eyes but shook his hand, “Wish I could say the same.”

Bradley walked in and picked up Nick out of his high chair. “Let’s get you cleaned up, you had way too much fun with that Otter Pop.” He glanced at you, “Duckie, Chad is here.” You nodded, tossing the popsicle wrapper in the trash. Bradley went to the kitchen sink to clean Nick up.

Chad had let himself in.

“Hey, Babe,” Chad kissed your cheek. “Hi, Baby,” you smiled, kissing his cheek back.

He looked you up and down, “Really? That?” Bradley tensed at the sink a little, not liking how that sounded.

You looked down at yourself and your jean shorts and band t-shirt, “I think I look okay. What’s wrong with it?” “I just thought you’d where that dress I really like…” You nodded, “I can go change.”

Bradley’s jaw clenched and he exhaled to keep from snapping.

You went to the master bedroom to change.

“She looked fine, Chad. Perfect for a day out.” Chad shrugged, “She looks great in this dress though, it’s my favorite.”

Bradley rolled his eyes again.

He didn’t like Chad. Yeah, sure he just met him but the way he treated you just now, and the hostility at the door, he wasn’t a fan.

When you came home that night, visibly upset, he caught your hand when you passed the couch, “Dad would have hated him…”

You sniffled and pulled your hand away, going to check on Nick before you went to bed.

****

Bradley hated a lot of things your boyfriend did.

But this, this made him disgusted.

“She does this thing with her-” “Chad,” you say in an attempt to get him to stop. “Oh, c'mon baby, I’m just bragging about you and your skills.”

The embarrassed flush on your face makes a furious one appear on Bradley’s. “Chad, that’s my sister. Stop talking about her like she isn’t here. Treat her with some fucking respect.”

You look at him wide-eyed, “Bradley!” “Yeah, Rooster, she’s just flattered.” “No she’s not.”

The buzzing of your phone catches your attention and you look to see a text from Serenity, Nick’s babysitter. “Nick ran into the coffee table, Serenity took him to the hospital. Brad, we gotta go.” You and Rooster stood up to leave.

“Sorry to cut this short guys-” “Yeah, yeah, go Babe.”

You frowned but left to go to Bradley’s truck.

****

As he drove, Bradley glanced over at you.

“Y/N, why are you letting him treat you like this?” You frown in faux confusion, “Like what?” He scoffed, “Don’t do that.”

He pressed on the break at a red light and looked at you, “Do you think Dad ever talked about Mom like Chad talked about you in that bar?” You stutter out a ‘no’. “Hell no, Y/N! So why do you let him do that?” You didn’t respond and he sighed. “And I know Mom to you that you were worth more than how he’s treating you…”

You pick at your nail beds, “Can we not talk about this right now?” “No we’re gonna talk about now, otherwise we never will!” You blink and he sees a tear fall.

He sighs, “I know he made you get rid of your duck…” You looked over at him, “What-” “I found her, I was looking for a hoodie I knew you had of Dad’s and I saw her tucked away.” You sniffled and look out the window, “He said it was immature and that since I’m a mom-” “Stop, God, stop. Are you serious? Does he know Dad gave you that duck?” You nod, “Said it didn’t matter.”

“First he thought Dad’s polaroid collect should have been trashed and then he tries to ruin one of your last memories of him. Let’s not even talk about the fact he doesn’t take pictures of you, Dad took so many photos of us and Mom. Ken-”

“Don’t say his name… God please don’t say it.”

He frowned, but moved on, “My point is… is that he’s bad for you. He’s not a good guy.” You didn’t say anything as he parked . But before you could leave, he locked the doors, “I’m serious. I don’t think I can go back to Virginia if he’s still around you and Nick.”

“Let me out so I can go check on my son.”

He did so but once you closed the door he hit the wheel, “Fuck!”

****

The next week at your weekly dinner at the Kazansky’s, Bradley came back from the bathroom to see that you had moved to the back porch while Hayden and Serenity watched Nick in the sun room.

You were on the steps, facing the water, your arms wrapped around you.

He sighed and slid the glass door open, gently closing it behind him.

“Duckie?” You jumped at the sound of his voice and turned to face him, tears falling and gathering on a consistent loop. “Bradley…” He took long strides to get to you.

“What’s wrong?” “You were right, he’s treating me terribly but… I don’t know how to walk away…”

Bradley sighed and sat down, lifting an arm so you could curl into him, “Dad treated Mom like a queen. Why do you think you deserve anything less than that?”

You let out a broken breath, “I wanna break up with him, I do… but I don’t know how… I lov-”

Bradley cuts you off, “You know, if Mom was here-” You shook your head, “Bradley, don’t go there.”

“I’m going there because it’s the only way you’ll fucking listen to me,” he snaps before sighing. “If Mom was still alive, you wouldn’t have let some cuck named ‘Chad’ lessen your worth, she wouldn’t have let you. And you don’t love him, you never will. So stop trying to love him. Get out before he ruins future relationships for you.”

You chuckled sadly, “He might have already done that.” Bradley shook his head, “Not yet. Because if he had, you wouldn’t be sitting here wanting to break it off. You’d have left it up to him.”

You swallowed and nodded.

“If you want me there when you do it, I’ll gladly be there. Hell, I'd do it for you.” You chuckled, resting your head back on his shoulder, “What would I do without you?” “Probably more than what I could do without you.”

You smiled and let yourself relax against your brother, the emotional exhaustion taking over quickly.

****

The next day, you met Chad at the bar and broke it off. He scoffed and said that you’d never find anyone like him again.

“Yeah, that’s kinda the point asshat,” you snarked back, your old self already resurfacing. Bradley smirked proudly, glad that the you he knew wasn’t destroyed by the pathetic man mumbling curses as he left the bar.

You turned to Bradley and smiled, “That felt good.”

He nodded and hugged you, “I’m proud of you. And please no more boyfriends at least until we're 26.” “That’s a year from now.” “Yeah, a year of no dates and no boyfriends. You and Nick are the priority until next June. And if you find someone, make them wait. Make them work for it.”

You laughed, “Okay, you got it Brad Brad.” “Gross, I have been called that since we were 14,” he groaned before digging his knuckles into your skull. “Ow, ow, Bradley! Penny! Help!”

Penny chuckled behind the bar, “I’m sorry! It’s not against the rules!” “It should be! Bradley, stop it!” You’re laughing and wiggling out of your brother’s hold.

“You have 5 seconds.” His eyes widened and he looked for an exit. “Can I get 8?” “5…” He started that way, “C’mon!” “4… 3… “ As you’re mouth formed ‘2’ he was booking it. “1!” You chased him out the door and into the sand.

Penny laughed and shook her head as she watched you tackle him into the surf. Then she watched you both panic before realizing she had your phones.

“Goodness gracious…” She sighed and shook her head, but a fond smile stretched across her face, “Bradshaws.”

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well... look at that, i can be nice to her

now that duckie knows better, let’s she if she can find a decent man that’ll treat her and lil’ nicky right

but will her darling brother bradley approve?

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[snailsgoingdowntown]

Warning: general yandere themes, implied stalking, toxic 'relationship' kinda, obsessive thoughts, unhealthy thoughts and behavior.

Disclaimer: I don't condone any of the toxic thoughts and behavior that takes place in this piece of fiction.

Minors and ageless blogs dni or you get the block button.

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Beast! Yandere! Dazai who slips by like a ghost, fingers grazing against yours as he walks by you in a crowd of people. Turning your head to see no one in particular, the numerous amount of heads blocking the sight of him - not that you knew it was him who had the gall to touch a strangers hand.

But it wasn't a stranger, it was him.

Yandere! Beast! Dazai who never meant to officially meet you, only attempting to keep you safe at a distance, considering you were precious to Odasaku - his dear little sister. But of course, things don't always work out the way you want them to because within a month of doing so, you quite literally ran into him face first.

Yandere! Beast! Dazai who ends up paying more attention to you then intended because you're just so bright and cheerful. You're the first to give your number, the first to invite him out for coffee, you're the first to shake his hand.

Yandere! Beast! Dazai who's severely touch starved. He ends up craving for your touch as time goes on - you're just so soft and so gentle he's scared to break you. Scared to taint you with perverted ideas and urges that form the longer and more he gets to know you.

Yandere! Beast! Dazai who ends up thinking more about you than your brother. You become more precious, top priority over your brother without even trying.

Just yandere! Beast! Dazai in general.

Had to resist the urge to write a masturbation scene so bad lmao.

#bsd #beast bsd #yandere bsd #yandere x reader #yandere bsd x reader #bsd x reader #yandere dazai osamu #yandere beast dazai x reader #yandere beast dazai #yandere dazai x reader #yandere dazai #yandere beast bsd #yandere bsd beast #yandere bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai x reader #osamu dazai #tw: yandere #tw: toxic relationship #tw: toxic behavior #tw: obsessive behavior

[gojos-thot-patrol]

🌶️ nsfw HCs for jjk men 🥵 general sexy times~ what are they like in bed?

ooo, IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! TURN IT UPPPPP!!!

Now Presenting...

Starring Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna.

Sugru Geto

Cigarettes and feelings keep me Laughing when everything is all fucked up

C O R R U P T I O N  K I N K  DO YOU HEAR ME?!

He sees himself as dirty and ruined and he needs to see that in you too. 

His loves how you look when you’re choking on his cock

He loves it so much he’s gonna take a picture! He’s big on recording you in your most vulnerable moments

Mirror on the ceiling so you can watch him fuck you stupid

I hope you have a degradation kink cause he's going to call you his stupid fucking whore

But hey! At least you’re his stupid fucking whore!

He needs to push your limits. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, and what you're willing to do to get his praise.

Unlike in your daily life, his praise is rare in the bedroom. That’s what makes it so intoxicating when he finally does give it out. You’re still going to have to work for it though.

CONTROVERSIAL TAKE: he hates to be called daddy. Call him literally anything else, but the moment you say “Daddy” he’s over it

Now Sir on the other hand? Sir will always make him act up, use it strategically, lest you get pounded in a dirty bathroom.

He gives me the vibes of someone that would convince you to drop ex or acid then fuck him for a “religious experience.”

IDK maybe that's just me seeing the cult leader in him.

All of that being said, I also think Suguru has mastered the art of aftercare

During the act he’s a monster, but after? Nothing but praise and love. He’s worshiping your body while cleaning you up, cuddling with you for as long as you’ll let him. 

You need water? He’s getting it. You want a bath? Say no more he’s running it for you.

He never wants you to think he’s just using you for your body.

Even if he is.

Satoru Gojo

Set my alarm, turn on my charm That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy

My most controversial Gojo take is that he’s actually not all that experienced

This man has spent his entire life either as a child or raising a child he didn’t have a lot of time for romance.

Not only that, but having sex with someone is an inherently vulnerable position to put yourself in. Man’s got too many enemies for that.

BUT that does not mean that he isn't willing to learn for you!

Gojo is above all else adaptable, and his main goal in the bedroom is to get you off. He’s willing to do whatever you need. 

Honestly, that’s probably his kink. Overstimulation. He wants to make you feel so good you're delirious, he wants to make you cum so hard you forget anything other than his name. 

He is the king of oral. It’s his favorite thing, eating you out through multiple orgrasam until his face is soaked in you. And he’s good at it too. He knows exactly how to make you  melt under him.

His dick isn’t thick, but it is long, and weirdly pretty for a cock. He also uses a ring light to take dick pics. Tell me he doesn’t, you can’t.

He’s also very vocal. He likes when you're loud, it’s how he knows he’s doing something right. So, he’s pretty vocal as well, wanting to let you know just how amazing you make him feel

when he's not telling you about how good you feel, he's kissing you. He LOVES kissing you, its like a drug to him.

Gojo struggles a lot with the feeling that people don’t really like him, so he has a praise kink. On both the giving AND receiving end

I also feel like he’s really into lingerie, and has no problems dropping a paycheck on a new set for you. 

Definition of “There’s a difference between fucking someone and making love.”

God, I hate that phrase but I'm genuinely not sure how else to get my point across lmao

When ya’ll are just fucking, he tries to play the part of a big tough dom, dirty talk galore, overstimulation to the point of tears, the man is a beast.

But in your quiet moments, when you’re, for lack of a better word, making love, there’s a 63% chance he's going to cry.

He gets overwhelmed by his love for you, and the realization that you love him for him, 6 eyes or not. It gets to him. 

And the best part? He’s not even embarrassed by it, because you don’t shame him for it. He’s truly safe with you

Kento Nanami

Hey pretty baby can you feel that heat? You got me twitchin to the edge of my seat

Dare I say daddy kink?

I do, I do dare. Nanami knows the type of person he attracts (riddled with daddy issues) and has decided to play into it. 

I feel like Nanami never loses his composure, even in the bedroom. He could be giving you the ride of your LIFE while calmly explaining the stock market to you. It’s part of why teacher Nanami is so appealing to me I’M SORRY-

“Are you paying attention? This is going to be on the test.”

He says as he's skullfucking you into oblivion 

Despite his calm composure, he's big on dirty talk…mostly as a way to ask for consent and gauge how you’re doing at the moment. He’s still Nanami

“You like that Princess?” “Beg for me.” “Tell me what you want,” All phrases that pop up commonly in your bedroom

He’s a panty snatcher, there I said it. He’s taking your panties with him when he leaves your place. You can get them back the next time you two get together. 

He is prone to taking out his frustration on you in the bedroom when he’s had a bad day.

Not that you're complaining, nothing like his thick cock splitting you open after a rough day, amiright?

Public sex. Nanami loves covertly fucking you, in various ways, and watching you try to keep your composure. Be it him finger fucking you under the table, or reminding you that you have guests downstairs while he rails you in your bedroom, he likes to test your volume control.

In a similar vein, phone sex! He’s away on “Business” a lot, so late nights on the phone with you are basically a necessity for him. 

M A R K I N G. You think it’s  childish? He doesn’t fucking care he needs EVERYON to know you’re together

Hickies everywhere, dark ones that don’t budge for days, even weeks

Brat tamer. No, I won't explain, look at him. 

He’s probably the best dom, even if he is a softer dom. He's going to discuss your hard and soft limits, safe word, and discuss the red yellow green system. Your comfort and safety is his number one priority. 

Going hand in hand with that, Nanami has mastered the art of aftercare. Anything you need, he’s got, anything you need him to do, he’s doing. He’s showering you in words of affirmation while trying to rehydrate you.

Also He’s cuddly. He wants you to fall asleep resting on his chest while he traces lazy patterns in your back. It’s his ideal way to go to sleep.

Ryomen Sukuna

My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God

BESTIE idk how many different ways I can tell you not to go near this man, but let's find out

For one, he’s incredibly selfish, prioritizing his pleasure over yours every time. 

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t at least try to get you off though. Nay nay, getting you off is a part of his pleasure. Because it strokes his ego. 

Daycraphillia. Be it from pleasure or pain, he loves to see your tear soaked face.

This man is PACKING btw. It hurts at first everytime no matter how ready you are for him. The king of curses has the dick to back up all the shit he talks, you can’t convince me otherwise

He’s got four hands and he’s gonna use them all. Fingers in your pussy, on your tits, in your mouth, in on your ass. You're going to feel like you’re drowning in him.

Degradation. You're a filthy little whore, the only thing you’re good for is being a hole for him to fuck.

Does he actually mean this? I mean…shit, maybe! Depends on where you’re at in the relationship honestly. 

He will summon mouths in random places when fucking you. On his palms, above his cock, anywhere. Be prepared to feel a random tongue in random places.

…..breeding kink.

Honestly, I don’t think he’s proud of it. But something in him wants to fuck an heir into more than he wants to breath.

Also, blood and marking kink. These go hand in hand as far as he’s concerned. He will bite you until you bleed with no issue. 

He may not truly love you yet but the moment he stuck his dick in you, you became his. Which means no other man can touch you. Hence why he clearly marks you as his.

Aftercare who? He doesn’t know her, you’re lucky if he doesn’t immediately kick you out of the bed when he’s done. 

The exception being if you somehow managed to rope him into a “real” relationship. I still don’t think he’d be an aftercare king or anything, but he would at least cuddle with you until you passed out. 

Sukuna likes to find your limits, and then push you past them. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, even if that breaks you.

God, this mf is so toxic. Why do I love him?

#tw: toxic behavior #tw: toxic relationships #jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo smut #satoru gojo #satoru x reader #suguru geto #suguru x reader #suguru geto smut #nanami kento #nanami smut #nanami x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader smut #gojo smut #gojo x reader

[kikarouflames]

Vent:

Tomorrow is my maths exam, I haven't studied anything. There are 8 big chapters on the syllabus. In conclusion, I'm screwed.

I am a physics, chemistry and math major, ugh pretty much it sucks studying subjects I have no interest in. My parents forced me take these as my major, cuz they think science has better scope and future than in anything else.

I wanted to be either a diplomat or historian, still do. I have immense love for humanities as a subject.

Forcing your children to study something they have no interest in and devaluing thier dreams is the worst kind of behavior. I was depressed af for most of this year. That concluded to me barely passing the exams, and everytime they choose to say, "it just studying how hard could it be". I just feel like crying. It not that I am bad at studies, last year I scored 97.5% . This year my depression reached it's peak.

It is a long story, but, yeah, to sum it up I come from a very toxic kind of household and it's taking a heavy toll on me.

#exams #maths #tw: toxic behavior #toxic parenting needs to stop

[themidlibrary]

𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓 . 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾

tw: obsessive behavior, references to poisoning, toxic behavior, implied kidnapping, trespassing and violence

— I was almost completely inspired by the content of @writingforatwistedworldorld to write this scenario, I hope you keep writing such quality content for a long time.

A letter had been left on the nightstand beside your bed and when you woke up, your eyes that used to take a long time to focus on a specific point had noticed the purple envelope, being something aesthetically pleasing and closed with a golden seal.

Your blood ran cold at that moment, because you were sure you had locked the door and closed the windows of your room, there was no way anyone could get in that easily.

You really were torn between keeping it and going straight to report that event to Crowley and read its content and analyze it before thinking about doing anything — and from past experiences with director negligence, you ended up choosing the second option.

Opening the envelope and removing the letter from it, you managed to notice the strong smell of expensive perfume and your elegant, cursive handwriting, It didn't take long to start reading...

Ma Jolie,

Your venom so intoxicating leaves its trail on those who cross its path, leaving them marked and with all the words, I can say that I was one of their victims — I will be working to get rid of the pitiful ones who dared to misrepresent her and give her the heart of each of them, just to prove how worthy I am.

You have the unique ability to arouse such distinct feelings and sensations in me, euphoria replaces the monotony that was once so present in my life, sorrows seem so light before your presence and your words infiltrate my soul with such veracity that your intention to remain is remarkable.

As I taste its fruit, my breath is short of breath, I bring my pale hands up to my neck and even though I try, any attempt to seek relief proves as useless as trying to escape the situation now I realize that I have been poisoned.

Your poison spreads in my body and soul, on the ground I disagree, I can see his figure watching the situation with a satisfied smile.

I wish to enter a deep sleep, where in my dreams your constant presence and my kisses never leave your skin — where I can also take you away from everyone and worship you as you truly deserve.

And the way those feelings are building up, it won't be long before such a thing happens.

I hope you wait patiently,

Votre admirateur secret estimé

#twisted wonderland #twst x reader #disney twst #twisted wonderland scenarios #pomefiore #rook hunt #rook x reader #gn reader #tw: yandere #tw: toxic behavior #tw: implied kidnapping #tw: violence

[naruto-shipping-confessions]

#Anti SasuSaku Fandom #tw: toxic behavior

[naruto-general-opinions]

#anti sasuke fandom #tw: toxic behavior

[lemme-just-oops]

How do you think the boys will react as a yandere?

I'm terribly sorry if you're uncomfortable w this idea 😖💦💦 Hope you have a nice day

(Have a nice day as well!^^ And don't worry, I love yandere characters. Though, a disclaimer about it: Yandere behaviour is toxic behaviour. Please keep it in your fantasies and understand that such behaviour in real life is dangerous and abusive. Take care of yourselves)

Alpheratz: He is extremely jealous, and he will tell people off for talking to HIS love interest. Even when he naps, he seems to wake up the second you are approached by another person. You don't need a job, he can financially support you. So, no need for you to go out. Just place all of your attention on him.

Arcturus: He will keep a smile on his face at all times, so you can see how much you make him smile. Isn't it sweet? But whenever you complain about someone, you may realize that they tend to go missing.

Pollux: He often asks you where you are, so he can come and meet you. You don't want to be alone in such a dangerous world, where chaos and misery is contagious, right? He will cling to you and you alone.

Sirius: He gaslights you for eternity. You know he is your best chance, he is the only one who can make you happy like this, to send your mind above the clouds. You may find yourself being more isolated from friends and family, because he is all that you need. And if you try to convince yourself otherwise by going out, he might lock you into your home.

Spica: He is in control of you and will be forever. Why would you need your phone? There is a lot of misinformation and strange people on there, so you can only look while he supervises you. He will make sure you become his assistant, so he always has you by his side. Controls your finances for you, so you don't end up buying anything unnecessary!

Vega: This man sees everyone as his rival, and treats them accordingly. You already chose him, and your choice was the correct one. He follows you everywhere, so he can protect you. He knows that other people have an interest in you, because you are amazing, and he does not want their impurity to rub off on you. So, he chases them away with harsh words.

#im in the middle of a 14h shift #dont do retail kids #tw: yandere #arcana twilight #arcturus #pollux #otome game #sirius #alpheratz #vega #request #spica #tw: toxic behavior #tw: toxic relationships

[crow-collective15]

Throw back to that one time an apology I gave was used as a good example to my mother, who does not know how to give genuine and sincere apologies lollll

-leo

#anti endo #osdd #did #endos dni #traumagenic system #osddid #leo talks #toxic parents #tw: toxic behavior