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red-writes · 2 years

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YOU DON’T LOVE ME

Geto x reader

summary: your boyfriend hasn't paid much attention to you in weeks and you begin questioning his love for you or if you even mean anything to him anymore. He reminds you of just how much you mean to him but also how no matter what you do, that you’re stuck with him

warnings: asshole behavior, rough-sex, hair-pulling, manipulation, suspected cheating but none actually, toxic relationship, arguing, clit-slapping, overstimulation. reader doesn't know geto is a mf murderer, slapping (male receiving), predator/prey dynamic a bit, dubcon.

red’s note: I <3 toxic getou

The clock hit 10 then 11 then 12 am and you felt the breath you'd been holding in finally exhale as you saw that signature long black hair glide effortlessly into your apartment.

“you’re up late, no work tomorrow?” Geto asked, casually slipping by you into your shared bedroom. You trailed after him, angry words dying in your throat as you thought about the many nights previously where you'd try and talk to geto about his sporadic work hours. Did he know how dangerous it was to be a jujutsu sorcerer nowadays? they were getting slaughtered left and right and you were just so worried about him. But you knew that it would only end in a loud back and forth of yelling and screaming. So instead you sighed and shook your head, you rummaged in the closet for a suitcase as you yanked the clothes from their hangers and shoved them inside.

Geto watched from the vanity mirror, “Where do you think you're going?” He asked his voice completely dropping an octave from the tone it was earlier.

“Out. Away. Away from you” you said as you shoved a few pairs of shoes in and attempted to zip the overflowing thing, your fingers too shaky to get a firm enough grip on the zipper.

You didn't even hear the sound of his footsteps before his fingers were laced in the roots of your hair and he pulled you up to face him. The hold of his hands on your hair wasn't too tight or aggressive but just enough to be seen as a warning, something you should look forward to should you attempt to make another move to leave.

“To go see another guy? who is he? I'll fucking kill him, you know I'm not lying about that” he says and you believe him, why wouldn't you? your boyfriend was one of the greatest sorcerers alive. With a snap of his fingers you could be gone just like that. Fear began to bubble up in your stomach along with a shameful lustful feeling that made arousal pool in your panties.

“You don't love me suguru” you spit and the words feel like an insult to the man. His hold loosens on your hair for a brief moment before he tosses you on the bed.

“Don’t love you? Don’t love you?” he repeats.

You struggle to crawl away from him, his hands grab your ankles and drag your body down the bed and you squeal.

“Get off me! get off I hate you!” you yell, fists bundled up in hard balls as they bang against his chest with little effect. He slots himself between your legs and grabs your wrists, pinning them far above your head.

“You feel that?” he asks, gripping your face in one head and you steady your movements as your angry eyes meet his. You can feel it, nestled right up against your core is the burning, throbbing thickness of his cock. And he’s hard. You squirm. You can’t tell if you're trying to get away or grind yourself onto it.

“That’s how much I love you, just at the mere thought of you..ha” he laughs at his own patheticness.

“No..no you don't! all you care about is that stupid ‘family’ and not me..never me” you can feel the tears build behind your eyes as they burn and blur your vision. Geto is for once at a loss of words so you take the chance to voice your opinions once more.

“I hardly know if you're going to come back to me alive or if I'll just never see you again...I couldn't bear that...never seeing you again” your salty tears fall and ugly cries leave your mouth as geto sighs. finally uncovering what all of those arguments were about, all of the times you cried and yelled at him.

he got it now.

“Oh darling” he says, kissing away your tears.

“I’m not going anywhere” Geto said, his fingers ripped apart your shirt and the cloth and discarding the meaningless fabric somewhere else. Poor you, it’s his fault for keeping you in the dark about who he actually was. It’s his fault for not telling you that he’s the one doing the killing not the one being killed. His hands yanked down your bra. Though the conflict between you two had been resolved, he couldn't help but feel residual anger from the argument. Blood rushed from his head, straight to his cock as he saw you trembling underneath him, either from arousal or fear and he couldn't tell which made his cock throb more.

He spread your legs so far apart it hurt to keep open but you did because the man looked so gorgeous between your thighs, long elegant fingers trailing along the mound of your clothed cunt. His finger prodded at the wet spot in your underwear and you mewled at his teasing touch.

“Geto..please- I’m not in the mood for teasing” you announced and he slapped your pussy, but only hard enough that the painful sting would melt into a delightful throb in your clitoris.

“Weren't you going to up and leave me two seconds ago? Don't I deserve an apology too? you can say sorry by cumming on my cock, how ‘bout it?” he said, voice tantalizing as he slid down your panties, you could feel the steady beat of your heart in your cunt and as he eyed your fuzzy little pussy. Unused since he hasn't been giving it much attention lately.

He sits up and pulls his cock out of his drawstring sweatpants as he sat up on his knees and pressed the thick head of his cock against your entrance, you realized he was going in with no prep. Your eyes widened in fear as you came to that conclusion, immediately shaken out of your horny daze you cant help but push against his bicep. A signal for him to stop.

“Wait! wait..it’s going to hurt I-”

He leans down and presses a hot kiss against your mouth. Your words are instantly silenced by his lips on yours and the hand pushing at his bicep finds its way in his hair as you pull him closer. Geto shoves his dick in you all at once without warning and the burning sensation brings tears to your eyes. He pulled away from the kiss and smiles down at you.

“Oh ho ho, darling, you look sad” he mocks as he wipes a tear away with his thumb. Once fully inside he doesn't move immediately, presumably feeling bad for fucking his cock into you so meanly. He caresses your hair as you whimper, fingers gripping the sheets as you feel arousal beginning to stir in your gut. He takes a notice to the way your cunt squeezes around him, inviting him to fuck your brains out.

His thrusts are ruthless. His cock hammering away at your puffy pussy lips, his head is tossed back in ecstasy as he groans a low that’s the stuff. It’d been so long since you felt this, the way his cock brushed up against your g-spot and the delicious wave of pleasure that resulted in your cunt letting out streams of cream that getou almost felt bad about wasting. You pull the man down for another kiss and it’s messy this time, tongues gliding against each other and teeth knocking into each other almost uncomfortably but the two of you couldn’t get enough of each other. You were geto’s drug, he was addicted to you and he wasn’t going to give you up to anyone else. Ever. He wasn’t going to last. His fingers rubbed relentlessly at your throbbing clit, the hungry bud finally granted attention from the man after all of his teasing. Your head felt light and full of cotton, your only thoughts were of him. You could feel the tip of his cock kiss your cervix with every brutal thrust, the harsh way his finger dug into the flesh of your waist surely brushing the sensitive flesh.

“Geto-! Getou I’m gonna cum..fuck I’m gonna cum!” You pant and his tongue darted out to lick the stream of tears rolling down your cheek.

“Go ahead, cum on my cock” he grants you permission and your body spasms as your orgasm hits you, eyes rolling into the back of your head until only the whites are visible. Then man grunted above you as his hips continued rutting away, his own orgasm hitting him moments later filling you up with his cum. When he slid out, globs of his cum came out of your fluttering hole. He next to you and you snuggled into his chest. The warmth he emitted was so comforting that you were already falling asleep, eyes fluttering closed and he pet your hair lovingly.

“hope I get pregnant, that way we’ll start a family of our own you could take care of” you mutter and he chuckles pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead

“We’ll see Angel, we’ll see”

#red writes— ੈ♡˳#jjk smut #getou x reader #getou x reader smut #tw: toxic relationship #predator/prey #tw: dubcon #tw: noncon #toxic relationship #tw dubious consent #tw: dumbification #so many tws on this post #semi angst #getou smut #toxic getou is hot tho hnnng

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nanasparadise · 2 years

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“Homo homini lupus est” Yan!Toji x fem reader

Summary: Toji loves a good stack of cash, but turns out he might have found a sweeter prize this time when he sees you again.

TW: toxic relationship, talk about money and loans, kidnapping, violence and blood (not graphic), predator and prey imagery, slight allusions to NSFW, swearing, mentions of alcohol (no intoxication), MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

Word count: 1424

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life.

“Where the fuck is the money, Fushiguro?”

Toji shot a disinterested look at you, not really recognising your face. Were you one of his past flings? He quickly dismissed that hypothesis. Probably not, he never had to spend a single coin for a night with a woman. He simply shrugged, choosing not to give a damn about you, as he turned around to leave the bar again.

A hand wrapped around his bicep stopped him from going further. To his surprise, you were quite strong.

‘A feisty one’, he thought, a smug smile appearing on his face, making the scar on the corner of his mouth stretch.

“Don’t know what ya talking about, doll, but if yer looking for money, ya sure as hell got the wrong man,” he replied, voice dripping in amusement. The scowl on your face deepened, your hand gripping tighter on his arm.

“Quit bullshitting around. I lent you 1,300,000 yen six months ago, where’s the back payment? I should’ve got something already a month ago!” You were seething with anger. And even though you were taking this situation very seriously, Toji couldn’t help but find it anything other than entertaining at best and annoying at worst.

“Seems like that’s yer problem. I ain’t got anything on me after that glass of whiskey.” With a precise movement, he ripped his arm away from your iron-clad grasp and made his way towards the exit. He had already enough stress with unpaid debts, he didn’t need more. With unexpected speed, you managed to get in front of him. Not even a second later, a fist landed square on his nose, the impact leaving nearly crushed bones and crimson blood behind. Toji gasped, not necessarily out of pain (he had endured injuries far more detrimental than a possibly broken nose)- no, he gasped because he couldn’t believe you had the guts to punch him in front of everyone. The other guests of the bar didn’t seem to care too much, though, as they probably were already used to fights. The only one who completely misjudged your strength was Toji himself.

Quickly, he recovered from the initial shock. Instead, a wicked grin resurfaced on his face.

‘This should be fun.’

“Listen here, you piece of shit,” you all but spat, your hand still clenched in a fist. Toji could see both his blood and yours on your scraped knuckles. For some reason, he liked this image. “I don’t give a fuck they call you Sorcerer Killer, you don’t scare me one bit. I only care about my money. So if I don’t have it back in a week, you’ll be dead meat, understand?”

“Big words for a girl like ya, considering I could bend ya in half with just my pinky.”

“Next week, this bar, same time,” was all you replied as you gripped the door handle and left the establishment.

Toji lifted a finger towards his nose, inspecting the blood that coated it now. You surely were a brave one, he had to admit that. It had been a while since anyone dared oppose him and he couldn’t help but feel a rush, a thrill flowing through his veins, reminding him of all the times he was preying on his target.

This time, the reward for his chase wouldn’t be money, but the prospect of a different prize excited him nonetheless.

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You’d told him to see him again in a week, but, unbeknownst to your awareness, Toji had been following you the last couple of days. For being such a strong fighter, you sure did lack in premonition. The assassin couldn’t help himself but being intrigued by your being. Through his stalking, he started to remember who you actually were and how you two were connected. A loan shark, working for a shady business Toji went to when there wasn’t a yen left in his pockets. Of course he knew he wouldn’t pay you anything back when he met you, though he didn’t reckon you’d be this persistent. Most people were too scared of his reputation to mess with him.

But not you.

His fingers went to his nose, excitement blossoming inside him.

No, not you. You had guts made of steel, it seemed. Too bad you had to be such an interesting pretty little thing. Under different circumstances, he might have enjoyed crushing your skull. However, he had another plan for you.

Didn’t mean he wouldn’t break you, though.

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“Can’t believe you actually came, Fushiguro.”

Leisurely, Toji sat on the stool next to you at the bar. “What can I say, can’t turn a pretty lady like yerself down, now, can I?” he smirked.

You scoffed at his words. “We both know that’s not true.” He shot you a wink to which you reacted with an eye roll.

Gesturing for a whiskey, the bartender placed the amber beverage in front of Toji. A single brow shot up on your face, giving the man next to you a disapproving look. “I thought you didn’t have any money left after your last drink.”

“Need somethin’ to strengthen my nerves when ya scold me, dontcha agree?”

“You’re goddamn right,” you muttered, taking a sip of your drink. Putting the glass back on the counter, you let out a sigh. “Now let’s cut to the chase. I hope you came with the money?

“Ya bet, sweetcheeks.”

You grimaced at the nickname, which only widened his shit-eating grin.

‘I’m gonna get ya to like them, just ya wait. Can’t wait to see ya under me, moaning-’

“And I’m guessing you also remembered the interests?”

“Of course.”

“Well,” you gave him a weird look, “where is it?”

Toji leaned into you, his arm brushing against yours. In return, you backed away from his touch, uneasiness being visible on your face for a slight moment.

‘Turns out yer not as tough as ya look, little girl.’

“Left it in the trunk. Thought it wasn’t a smart idea to come in here with a buncha cash.”

You gave him an incredulous look. Clearly, you didn’t fully believe him.

“You don’t seem like the type to own a car,” you interjected, a frown coating your face.

“Who said anythin’ about owning it, doll?”

“Of course,” you sighed, “anyway, it doesn’t matter. Let’s just go to the car and get the money, I’m sick of this bullshit.” You stood up from the stool and signed him with your right hand to do the same. An all too familiar anticipation spread through Toji as he witnessed how you took the bait. In the end, you really were just a helpless small rabbit who thought she could really stand a chance against the big bad wolf.

He couldn’t wait to devour you.

Toji followed your lead as he stood up from his seat as well. The two of you walked out of the bar to the parking lot. The black-haired man went to a grey car, which obviously had seen better days. With a fluid motion, he grabbed the keys out of his trouser pockets and opened the vehicle.

“I know ya don’t trust me a bit, Y/N,” Toji said, “so why dontcha open the trunk? Just so ya know I ain’t planning somethin’ funny.”

You furrowed your brows at his explanation, but didn’t comment any further. Instead, you walked past him closer to the car. “You’ll be dead as a doornail if the money isn’t in here,” you hissed at him, the threat hanging in the air like a noose, ready for the execution. Your hand hovered above the trunk, wanting to reveal its insides.

Unfortunately for you, Toji didn’t take you too seriously.

“Of course, sweetheart,” he countered patronisingly.

As you eventually opened the trunk, a strong force hit the back of your neck. Instantly, you went out like a light. Toji’s arms gripped your form as your unconscious body fell, hindering you from hitting your head on the floor. He placed you in the trunk and took out his utensils (you might have truly killed him if you had known there wasn’t any money in the first place). Swiftly, he bound your limbs together with rope and put some duct tape over your mouth. With an uncharacteristic soft gesture, he glided his hand over your cheek before closing the trunk and walking to the driver’s seat.

It really was a shame for you that your intuition wasn’t as great as your physical power and prowess. Otherwise, you would have realised that you’d never given him your real name.

#Jujutsu Kaisen #jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere toji #yandere toji x reader #tw: yandere #tw: toxic relationship #tw: kidnapping #tw: violence #tw: blood #tw: alcohol #tw: swearing #minors dni

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 1 year

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Hello! Can I request where the reader is overwhelmed with her emotions, and there's this one toxic friend she had in the past, and this toxic friend was so toxic that it made the reader hold a lot of grudges and hate towards her. so the toxic friend is back and the reader feels A LOT of REALLY negative emotions and so much anger, the reader literally starts to have a mental breakdown, since the reader has realized that through all of those years she's been emotionally and mentally builled and so how do the boys react? (Can you also them separately please?)

Featuring: Mikey, Rindou, Kakucho, Kazutora (I hope it's not a lot of characters 😅)

Hello! Thank you for requesting!

To be honest I was a little confused about what you meant so I adapted it a little bit?

I hope this is of your liking!

TW: negativity, mentions of abuse and bullying, toxic friendship.

Tsuki's note:The toxic friend here is going to be named A. Just make life easier!

I didn't write for Rin and kakucho because I got carried away and…. Well XD

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Mikey:

• When He met you, that toxic friend, wasn't around anymore.

• But the effects of it were there: you were quiet, you flinched a lot and was quick to apologize.

• He knew something happen but he didn't want to pry. If you felt like chatting you would right?

• But you never said anything and slowly became yourself around him.

• It was being with him, he is a wild boy so there were tons of adventures! But that didn't meant he wasn't soft or protective of you.

• That being said, on the day A strutted on the school hallway again your heart sank.

• You didn't say anything and pretended not to see them. Thankfully they weren't on your class.

• But seeing A from time to time around was horrible.

• Mikey noticed you started to get jumpy again. He asked if you were OK. You said yes.

• He didn't quite believe you.

• He wasn't the only one that noticed your behavior changes.

• Draken also noticed. As Mikey slept most of the time in school, you and Draken ran errands around for Mikey. So you were often together.

• He noticed you became nervous whenever A was around.

• Draken mentioned it to Mikey and one thing leads to another.

• Usually you leave the classroom with Mikey and Draken. But today you were called to the teachers room for a little chat about a grade.

• So they were waiting outside of school for you.

• As you were leaving, already walking on the school's gate you felt someone grab your elbow.

• That was A. They were smiling at you, but not a kind a smile, no, it was a mocking smile:

• A: Y/n~~!! Good to see you again ❤️"

• You could feel the poison dripping from each word.

• You felt your stomach sink but gave A a little smile and snatched your arm away and started walking again. But your arm was once more yanked back which made you gasp.

• A: Why such a hurry? I noticed you became some kind of maid?

• You didn't answer. No voice came out.

• A: what's wrong, cat got your tongue?

• A was so close now. You said you needed to go home. And tried to set your free from their grasp but they only held harder.

• You yelped. A just giggled:

• A: Y/N I want to chat!

• Tears pooled on your eyes as you remember the past.

• As became more distressed you heard a very familiar voice:

• Mikey: Y/N? You Are taking forever!

• You shot your head to where the voice was coming from to see Mikey scratching the back of his head and yawning.

• A smiled and said " oh so your duties aren't over yet?"

• That single word, duty, called Mikey attention in a bad way. He noticed their grip on you. At first, he smiled as he approached you two:

• Mikey: And who would you be? Y/N do you know them?

• A: Yes! We are old friends!

• Tears ran down your face as turned to A. You wanted to say no, but nothing came out.

• Mikey: I asked Y/N, not you.

• His gaze was cold now. The smile was there. He grabbed A's arm and you could see he was applying a lot of force on it. A yelped.

• Mikey: So, Y/N who is this? Not friend, I guess?

• You shook your head:

• Mikey: I see.

• He yanked A's arm off you and stood in between you. A was trying to set their arm free now:

• A: What hell? Let me go! Who are YOU?

• Mikey didn't say anything. The amount of strength he was putting on it was scary. So you pulled his shirt from behind.

• He looked over his shoulder with a smile. A warm one:

• Mikey: don't worry Y/N! Don't cry!

• You asked him to stop hurting inside the school grounds because that could mean trouble for all of you.

• He blinked. But watching your sad face, red eyes and feeling the tremble from your grip on his shirt, he understood you wanted to leave.

• He stared at A and let go of them with a chirpy OK. A was astonished.

• He turned around , grabbing your bag and swinging an arm around your shoulder:

• Mikey: Let's go home, then.

• Even though he was smiling his eyes were cold. A didn't say a word. They grabbed their stuff ran past you two.

• The walk was awfully quiet for a while:

• Y/N: Mikey… where is Draken?

• Mikey: hmm… he needed to do something, I think some shopping?

• You hummed. Mikey stared at your, now, bruised arm:

• Mikey: Who are they?

• You flinched. Just said it's someone you once knew.

• He didn't press much into it, but you knew things would get ugly soon.

• You were so much in your thoughts you didn't noticed he walked you to a park.

• You were confused. When you asked him about it, he said he wanted to listen to you.

• So he sat down. Asked you to sit and talk to him.

• So you did. You explained everything, sobbing.

• He didn't move nor interrupted you. He listened. When you were done telling your story he patted your head and leaned his forehead into yours:

• Mikey: don't worry Y/N. They won't hurt you again. I promise.

• As sweet as this line was, you knew this meant trouble. A trouble you were starting to let happen.

• The next day everything was as usual. Mikey sleeping and you and Draken going around the school.

• You met A again on the hallway.

• They grinned at you. But you noticed that grin melt away very quickly when Draken stared at them

• A turned around and left. You looked up at him a little confused.

• Draken didn't say a thing. He just went on his normal tasks. Maybe A came to learn they were gang members. Maybe.

• For a few days you didn't talk to A and started to feel a little bit better. Why? You were never alone. Either Draken or Mikey was around you.

• Always close by. This gave you some safety not only because A couldn't approach but also you keep an eye on those two.

• Eventually you got alone with A again. It was just silence. They didn't look at you, didn't grin, didn't try to chit-chat. Nothing. Odd? Yes.

• A few weeks after that you didn't see A again. You were slightly concerned about it, not about A themselves, but about what Mikey might have done.

• Oddly enough A didn't seem to have a single bruise. They were perfectly fine physically.

• You asked Mikey about it. But he just shrugged and said "who knows? What matters is that you are better!"

• Which was true. You were feeling better. You took his word for it.

• But little did you know he did a finger on it. He met A another day and threatened them. If they ever, even looked at you, they were dead. He said all that with a smile on his face.

• From that moment onwards, he kept an eye you. Your little cues for signs of being uncomfortable, any signs of tears and most importantly, pay attention to who approaches you. if they are a trigger or had the potential to hurt you.

• If that was the case? He would either pick a fight with them or drive you away from them.

• His behavior didn't change much from his usual thing. He did develop the habit of patting your head and asking how was your day.

• He would just listen then. Trying to find clues on your speech.

• At this moment he was had a soft expression, a warm smile and sometimes he nuzzled on your neck to listen to you.

• It felt safe.

Kazutora:

• Surprisingly you were friends with Kazutora at school.

• Actually, not really friend, maybe? More like a classmate?

• It was a Grey zone there.

• You did get along just fine, but he seemed, somehow, difficult to get closer to.

• Because of that he talked to like, 2 people at school being one of them, you.

• One day he disappeared from school and you quickly found out he was arrested.

• Noticing you were a tad bit lonely without him, person A befriend you. They seemed nice.

• They made you company, invited you to hang out.

• Until the " can you do my homework?" Started.

• At first it was all good. Once or twice no biggie right? But as you declined this favours, some horrible things were said.

• Things got worse and worse.

• As years went by you lost a bit of contact with A - you were in different classes now.

• Fresh start right? Not really. A was still there.

• But! You met new people, made new friends - real friends - like Hina!

• One day as you walked by the hallway you heard your name being called by a familiar voice.

• When you turned around you met a boy with long-ish hair with a little blonde here and there.

• You recognized the earrings and the crooked grin - Kazutora!

• He was grinning at you, walking closer and when he tried to pat your head you flinched.

• He froze in place: " What's wrong, Y/N? "

• You just smiled back at him.

• He looked a bit confused but smiled back. He chatted with you for a bit As you asked down the hallway.

• A few days went by and you two chatted here and there.

• A didn't like that. Kazutora may be a wild little tiger but he was handsome and you were not allowed to have that kind of friend.

• So soon you stopped talking to him as often. Obviously he noticed.

• He cocked his head to the side while asking what was wrong.

• You said nothing was off.

• He just hummed.

• Little did you know he followed you for a bit. That's how he learnt about A.

• So one of the days A was talking to you he appeared. Swinging his arm over your shoulder: "Y/N~~! Who is this?"

• His smile was unnerving.

• You presented A to him. They puffed their chest and talked about themselves: " I am Y/N best friend!".

• When they were done, Kazutora cocked his head to the side again, still smiling.

• He laughed and your heart sank, tears bubbled on your eyes and sigh left your lips.

• He shifted position - now he had hugged you by the shoulders " My Y/N is very kind, don't you think? "

• You felt caged by that embrace, it was suffocating.

• A Giggled for a bit. They noticed he was serious: " why do you say that?"

• He hummed " Well, they have been dealing with your bullshit until now right?"

• His smile felt awfully cold. But his embrace suddenly felt warmer. You unconsciously touched his arms around you As he leaned forward to approach A.

• A laughed a bit. Clearly awkward " I don't know what you are talking about"

• You could see a vein on his head pop " you see, last time I saw Y/N they really liked head pats. Now they flinch. I wonder why. Do YOU know why?"

• You started to get nervous with his reaction. A turned a bit pale, but still mocked you " Maybe you became too much for Y/N"

• Kazutora removed one arm of your shoulders and pulled A by the collar: " I don't know. The only thing different here is you"

• A stuttered that he was out of his mind.

• He smiled at A: " try approaching them again and you will kiss the floor~"

• A looked at you, terrified.

• You seemed as surprised as A.

• He let go of A's collar and they bolted out of there.

• Kazutora looked proud and kind of relaxed.

• You had many questions for him. But right now, all you do was cry.

• This startled him. He panicked a bit and didn't know what to do to help you.

• Soon you calmed down.

• He didn't ask about A. But talked about them anyway. That you met them a little bit after he got arrested, how they slowly hurted you.

• His expression didn't change. Not even for a bit.

• When you were done telling him what happened, he patted your head : " It will be OK. Don't cry anymore"

• You felt oddly safe. This couldn't be good, but how bad could it be?

• A few days went by and A disappeared. Nobody knew a thing of what happened.

• You questioned Kazutora about it. He just shrugged, with a cute little smile on his face.

• That was bothering you. And soon you were proven right when he got arrested again.

• For a moment you thought your nightmare would come up again.

• But people were careful to talk to you.

• They knew you were friends with the boy who got arrested twice for murder .

• Even so, you couldn't really hate him. So when you visited him at jail.

• You noticed that crazy wild boy wasn't really there anymore.

• You saw a vulnerable and heart broken Kazutora.

• He told you not to come again.

• But you owned him this much.

• So you did come back. Time went by and you could feel this friendship was starting to get somewhere else.

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Thank you for reading! I hope this is of your liking!

Please let me know what you think!

#tokyo revengers x reader #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora hanemiya x reader #mikey x reader #manjirou sano x reader #sano manjiro #TW: bullying #TW: Toxic relationship #i hope this is ok?

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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If MBTI types were yandere dudes #3 (ENFP)

Note: just in case… the mbti types as Yanderes are just for fun and I’m not an expert in mbti. It’s exaggerated so… I hope this doesn’t offend anyone. Lol… also this is more of a ramble for me to de-stress. DNI if you’re a minor.

Content Warnings:Highly obsessive and desire to murder

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✨ENFP✨

Dude will be constantly thirsting for your love. From day one, he’ll be the enthusiastic guy who welcomes you to whatever community you’re trying to fit into (whether it’s a town, school, workplace, etc). Most likely throws a welcoming party for you.

He’ll make sure there’s nothing wrong, that you have no hardships/injustice to deal with. If there is something wrong, he will fight for you. It’ll become a whole big thing in the community. He loves you too much to see you get hurt or get disrespected on.

Would like to go to places with you to discover new things. Probably would be taking pictures of you with whatever beautiful sight you guys will encounter. Don’t go out of frame. The beauty of the scenery wouldn’t be complete without you.

Really good at picking up subtle shift of mood. So as hard as you try to cover up whatever you’re truly feeling, he’ll be able to see it all. And if you’re not happy, he will do his best to cheer you up. (Just don’t leave him). But this can be dangerous…if he sees you’re unhappy with someone like a friend or family of yours, he might think you have been hurt by them. Even though it might just be that you had a bad day, or something as simple as being too late to buy your favorite snack, so you’re a bit grumpy. To him, you’re everything, thus he might find a way to hurt that friend or family. And if he’s under stress and has been hurt by you… he might just skip to killing them instead.

Your “lover” would want to share his enthusiasm on whatever inspires him with you. His infectious happy personality might even rub off on you. But this strong positive mindset might become irritating when you’re trying to tell him what he’s doing is wrong/bothering you. Yet somehow he’ll spin it into something positive. Like if you want to be left alone and not always having to hang out with him, he’ll just smile and say, “Aww… honey, you’re such a romantic. They do say, “Distance makes the heart grow fonder.” Alright then, I’ll see you later. In the meantime, I’ll plan and get everything ready for our next rendezvous !” But if this becomes the norm, where you just keep going against what he wants, then he can get judgmental about your life choices. Then making it sound like being with and loving him, will be full of happiness. So why go against his love for you?

Hate surprises? Well too bad, there will be many spontaneous “fun” to be have (most likely romantic/ and something creative/unique) from this guy. But he does enjoy the small moments too. So it won’t be all crazy hectic (Good luck to the introverts).

He will love it if you open up your heart to him. Definitely will slowly share what’s in his heart with you. He’ll fall in love with you hard and pretty quickly, but won’t propose just yet. Trying to instead figure out ways on how to make you “happy” everyday. He’s even fine if you’re away for awhile… when you guys are dating. If married… maybe not.

If you’re doing some good for the world, or just listen and understand his goals/dreams etc, as well as somehow inspire him (with something creative), he will be in love with you. If you’re the curious type and share the same sense of humor with him, then even better.

Always the friendly outgoing guy who helps others, he would have a ton of friends. They’re just everywhere; in the town, your neighborhood, your doctor’s office, wherever you go, even where you are online, and probably even among your personal social circle like family.

Although he’s a guy with a positive outlook, always keeping up a facade of happy sunshine. He will feel hurt and lose sleep, if you say you actually hate him (the same applies if you really criticize him). Will be thinking up all night on how to make things better with you.

He loves making plans with you, but if the plan involves something that he has never done before, he can sometimes lose focus. Maybe too caught up in your beauty. Unless he feels the plan can benefit his relationship with you (like maybe you have been so “mean” to him. So he will push his focus into doing something together, something that you have always enjoy doing. Or some kind of “bonding” activity.) Too bad he’ll never lose focus or interest in you.

If he does kidnap you (maybe more like marry you and has a way to keep you with him without actually locking you up), then be prepare for a chaotic mess. Sometimes chores would hardly be done, so the mess will pile up, especially if he’s feeling hurt by you. It’ll just be a dumpster/land fìll mess. So you gotta push him into doing them, maybe by suggesting that you guys can “bond” over doing chores together…. Although do be careful, he’ll somehow turn doing chores into something romantic.

He actually wants to help others, but he would drop everything to help you, you’re his number one priority. Even if you just say you’re bored.

As it was said before, he falls in love with you pretty quick. Hardly even knows you, but he’s already thinking you’re the one. Find some way to make it sound like you’re connected to him. Like maybe a string of fate sort of thing. And oh boy, he would so whole heartedly believe it. Your “love” gives him life. So strong is his belief in this “love”, that he might burn down the community that you guys are in, if you ever try to completely leave him….

But after some time, if you don’t shower him with love like he does with you, he might get a bit more needy. Maybe feeling down and thinking that he’s not doing enough to prove his love to you. If you push him enough (being “mean” towards him), he will be controlling in what you do and where you go. Maybe even control what you like. Judging you, and maybe surprising to you, being cold. No more sunshine. No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Fantasy or isekai whatever: maybe a religious leader. If not, maybe a rich philanthropist, or just head of an organization that does good in the world. Will always have open doors for the people. And open arms for you.

More of a horror touch (based on popular media): maybe a film director who makes happy romantic fantasy movies, but his films are slowly becoming darker… and there are strange rumors on the set. Or maybe an event planner for… special (deadly) events, that may require him to organize a heavy bloody painstaking clean up by the end of it (Probably only plan all of it for your sake). Or could maybe be a special (supernatural?) consultant??

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Okay, that’s all for today. Went overboard, but that was fun. I might post again tomorrow (If not busy). If I do, then it’ll likely just be one. Again, if you got a type you wanna see next, kindly just let me know. Hope you guys have fun reading!

(Also, I hope to soon reblog some yandere stories from other writers again. Plus maybe post some of my art and maybe plan for a game. All yandere.)

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere x gender neutral reader #yandere male x reader #yandere x gn reader #mbti #tw: toxic relationship #yandere male #male yandere #ENFP #rambling #my stuff #tumblr format for posting is a pain

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naruto-shipping-confessions · 9 months

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#anti sasunaru fandom #anti sasunaru #tw: toxic relationship

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honeymark · 2 years

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tw: smut, toxic relationship, infidelity, power imbalance.

〔 𝟏𝟏:𝟐𝟒𝐩𝐦 〕 it’s the morning of monday, march 1st when johnny meets you for the first time. your self-introduction is unremarkable at best, and the anxiety is pitifully apparent in your posture, but there’s something about the way your gaze dares to meet his that feels so tantalizingly enchanting. it takes him the span of a few seconds to tattoo every single detail of your features to the forefront of his mind and the span of a week to have you completely charmed under his spell.

to him, it doesn’t matter that he has a family at home, and so it certainly doesn’t matter that you, too, have the promise of someone else’s affection wrapped around the fourth finger of your left hand.

you belong to johnny suh, and that is undeniable.

which is exactly why he’s so spiteful after you suggest ending your current relationship.

“why? so you can go back to someone who can’t come close to pleasing you the way i do?” he scoffs, as he sinks the weight of his perfectly straight teeth into the nape of your neck. the weight of his fingers tangles around your hair as he pins you against the cool wood of the conference table. his other hand, occupied with locking both of your wrists behind your back, tightens as he rocks his hips against yours, the sound echoing against the walls of his office. “i thought you were smarter than that, y/n. i’ll be disappointed if you truly believe a person like that is worth your attention.”

“don’t you think that’s hypocritical to say?” you manage to huff in between muted breaths of unabashed pleasure. “you aren’t the only one who has someone waiting for you at home.”

he chuckles aloud, and it’s the kind of excessive pride that would normally turn you off immediately, but the way his voice vibrates in his chest only stirs the heat pooling in between your legs. “is that what brought this about?” he asks, his lips finding the shell of your ear as he pushes harder into you. “were you so desperate for my attention that you needed to pick a petty little fight with me?”

you don’t say anything in response ㅡ mostly because all five of your senses are so overwhelmed by the dirtiest pleasure that you can’t even parse through your thoughts, but also because you know in your heart that he’s right. he’s right that you want his attention, but you can’t help it. you can’t help but surrender to the emerald serpent, and the way it leaves you unhinged and burning with jealousy when you think about how he will never belong to you in the same way you belong to him.

he releases your strands from his grip, and just as you’re about to whine in protest, he spanks you with a force that leaves behind the sizzling ache of a bruise. “i don’t intend to let you go until the day i die. you have, after all, become my favorite toy,” he purrs, as he undulates his hips at an angle that elicits a moan so strangled against the back of your throat, it almost sounds foreign to your ears. “and i’ve never been one to willingly share my possessions with others.”

the kiss that follows nearly catches you off guard from how delicate it is, and for a moment, you swear you can see the edges of his expression soften ever so slightly. but it dissipates as soon as it forms, just like whatever hope you had of developing something more.

#nct imagines #nct reactions #nct scenarios #nct angst #nct smut #johnny imagines #johnny reactions #johnny scenarios #johnny smut #tw: smut #tw: infidelity #tw: toxic relationship #tw: power imbalance

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pleinsdemuses · 3 months

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“you know you’re the only one i want to be with.” (Love, if you feel like writing her! + Dex @xbullseye )

Love's love was intertwined with jealousy, a volatile mix that manifested in unpredictable ways. Despite hearing the words she craved, an unsettling possessiveness gripped her, and a surge of satisfaction washed over Love at the realization that she was the sole object of Dex's desire. A dark smile played on Love's lips, a manifestation of her possessive and obsessive nature. "You say that now, Dex, but promises can be so fragile..." she replied, her voice laced with a hint of both sweetness and menace. Love couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy even at the idea of someone else capturing Dex's attention.

#Love & Dex #tw: toxic relationship #Another toxic woman for Dex 🤣

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agena87 · 10 months

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#ts4 #the sims 4 #oc: alfie dubois #sim: kiyoshi ito #tw: toxic behavior #tw: emotional manipulation #tw: verbal abuse #tw: toxic relationship #alfie what are you DOING?!#stay away from him #story: all that we are and will never be

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snailsgoingdowntown · 2 years

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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.

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familyromantic · 1 year

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Not an idea, just my OCs: Toxic sisters who are in love with each other but don't want to admit it, so they're just. Insanely jealous of each other's partners. Butch sister openly resents her sister's boyfriends, but is also extremely rude to her, calling her a slut (the slut she actually wants), while femme sister pretends she doesn't care about her sister's girlfriends, but in reality she makes sure they won't last long, whatever it takes.

#a: mine #r: sissis #shipcest #ocs #original characters #tw:incest #tw: toxic relationship #my original characters #hatsuko x masuyo

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ask-spamton-gpory-spamgon · 1 year

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IS JEVIL YOUR EX?

"WHAT? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT AT [all] WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT? ALL THE TIMES I'VE [said it and spread it]"

"YES AT ONE POINT I WAS DATING ALMOST [engaged] TO A [blacephalon] NAMED [JEVILPHALON] BUT IT WASN'T A VERY HEALTHY RELASHIONSHIP"

read more for lore: warning toxic relationship

"ʷ��… ʷᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳˢ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵘˡᵗ ʷᵉ'ʳᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵉᑫᵘᵃˡ ⁱⁿ ᵇˡᵃᵐᵉ"

"ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵇᵘˢⁱⁿᵉˢˢ, ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵐʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵉᵃˢᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ʲᵒᵇ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒˢᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ"

"as for him? he was slightly emotionally abusive would make fun of me whenever I had a bad day and well eventually tried to kill me"

"WE DID HAVE SOME GOOD TIMES [with eachother] DON'T GET ME [bong] BUT IT WASN'T HEALTHY AND EVEN IF I DON'T LIKE EITHER [jevil] I DO HOPE THEY GET THE HELP THEY NEED"

"I DO MY BEST TO IMPROVE EVERY DAY AND SHOW I CARE FOR THE [customers ... no THE friends] IN MY LIFE! I DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE

I USED TO BE I WANT TO GET BETTER EVEN IF I'M A JERK SOMETIMES I CARE ABOUT THE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE THANKS TO [rotumblr] THEY ARE MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS"

"THAT'S ALL I'LL TALK ABOUT FOR TODAY REGARDING THE TOPIC"

#jevilphalon #Pokemon #Pokemon Oc #Pokémon #Pkmn irl #Pokeblr #Pokeblogging #Pokeblog #Spamton Gpory Spamgon #Porygon Z #Crossover #Deltarune #spamton g spamton #tw: toxic relationship #lore #jevil and spamgon's relationship

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nanasparadise · 2 years

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“Twilight“ Toxic!Oikawa x female reader

Summary: You love Oikawa. Oikawa loves her. You could never be her.

TW: toxic relationship, one-sided love, angst, hurt/no comfort timeskip Oikawa, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

Word count: 1029

A/N: After having read this, you might wonder: where is the yandere part? It will come in part 2, don‘t worry. And by the way, this fic is inspired by bôa‘s song “Twilight“ on their album with the same title. Please check it out if you feel like it, their album is my all-time favourite!

“Do you still love me?”

The words left a bitter taste in your mouth, like tea gone cold too soon. Yet, you clung to them, hoping that your intuition was wrong just this single time.

Oikawa didn’t look at you.

“Of course I do, sweetheart,” he mumbled, instead focussing on the sheets pooling around his hips. You knew he wasn’t sincere. The sentence felt like an automatic response, a prayer you’d been drilled into repeating, though there wasn’t any god there to answer you.

You simply sighed.

Lifting yourself up in a sitting position, you turned around and looked for your clothes that were scattered on the floor. You could sense the eyes of your boyfriend burning holes into your back, now that he didn’t have to look in your face.

“What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” You slipped into your panties - the fancy ones with lace, the ones you specifically wore for him-, one leg at the time. “I’m going back to my place. I think it’s best we’re away from each other for a while.”

A hand suddenly wrapped around your forearm, stopping you from clasping your bra. You looked over your shoulder. Finally, he found the courage to lock eyes with you again. "Why? There’s nothing wrong with how we currently are!”

You ripped your arm away from his grip. “Please, Tooru, not even you can be this delusional.” You managed to put your bra and shirt on. “I know I’m only good to keep your bed warm. To fuck you when you’re horny and to comfort you when you’re sad. But as your girlfriend, the person you should love-” Your voice cracked as tears began to build up in yours, though you blinked them away. Now wasn’t the time to cry. You could do that later, with a pint of ice cream or a bottle of wine in your hand, once you were finally away from him. “-I’m not good enough. I should’ve known I couldn’t compete with someone you’d been with since your childhood. At least I’ve got the confirmation today.”

Your jeans had been quickly put on, your coat and purse waiting to be next. From your peripheral vision, you espied Oikawa’s expression, his mouth quickly opening and closing, throat bobbing. For the first time, you saw how utterly pathetic he could appear.

You buttoned up your coat and grabbed your remaining belongings, ready to leave this mess of a relationship behind. The chill autumn wind might cause a problem with your sweaty skin - sweaty from all the soft touches, the heat of the moment, the passion of his movements and yet they were so devoid of love and you really had to stop thinking about him- but you’d prefer a fever over a shower within his presence.

“Y/N,” his voice was barely above a whisper. Your traitorous heart hoped he’d turn around and prove you wrong. You glanced at him: he was looking out the window. “Get home safely.“

You scoffed, closing his door with a loud bang and made your way into the modestly shining city lights of San Juan at night.

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The glistening lights of Tokyo were blinding you. Alienated, you stared at them from the window of your luxurious hotel room. You‘d always been cautious when it came to travelling far away from home. And Japan certainly wasn‘t anywhere near Argentina.

But you did it for Oikawa. For your love, you wouldn‘t mind flying across the globe.

It seemed he didn‘t share the same passion for you, though.

A bunch of old friends came to visit Oikawa in Tokyo, having departed from Miyagi to witness the volleyball star‘s match. Most of them you knew from your boyfriend‘s high school tales. They were charming, welcoming you with open arms and teasing quips towards your significant other (“It beats me how such a pretty and smart woman like you can still bear with Shittykawa“). You felt like you‘d always been a part of their group. Until one of them shattered the illusion.

You hadn‘t heard from Takahashi as Oikawa failed to mention her.

“Pleasure to meet you! I‘m Takahashi Sayaka, Tooru‘s former neighbour. We were practically glued to the hip, right, Tooru-chan?“ She offered both of you a dazzling smile.

You looked over to Oikawa to see his reaction, trying to convey with your face as to why he had never talked about her before. He, however, was paying no attention to you: instead, his sight was fixated on her grin, eyes sparkling with such fondness you wished he directed towards you.

During the whole stay, the both of you had constant fights over her. It wasn‘t that she made any unwanted advances: in fact, she‘d been nothing but friendly and respectful with you and kept her behaviour with Oikawa in a platonic manner. The same couldn‘t be said about your boyfriend. He insisted on going out for dinner with her in order to “reminisce about the good old times“, even if it meant you had to stay on your own in the shared hotel room.

You realised she was the reason why he didn‘t want to fully move in with you or hadn‘t proposed to you despite having been in a relationship for a couple of years, not his supposed “handsome bachelor image” that was popular in the press. Your heart broke at that moment.

Back home in San Juan, you tried to forget about Takahashi. You continued playing the role of the doting girlfriend. But God knows it was hard. Your mind kept floating to Takahashi, comparing her to yourself. What did you lack? Did he think she was prettier than you? Funnier? Maybe it was because of their shared childhood and teenage years? If you could, you‘d switch your position with hers in a heartbeat. But you weren‘t her and you‘d never be.

Stuck in the twilight zone of impossibility and desire, you took a different route, attempting to compensate for his lack of affection with yours. After all, if he wasn‘t near her, he‘d eventually come around, right?

Oikawa never gave you the same look of love he reserved for her.

And it killed you to know you were but a second choice.

#haikyuu #oikawa x reader #toxic oikawa #tw: toxic relationship #tw: one-sided love #tw: angst #tw: hurt/no comfort #timeskip oikawa #minors dni #Spotify

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