#tw toxic relationships

[akindplace]

I was also thinking: The messed up thing about thinking you should be the one to fix every need, to make everyone happy is that you sort of assume that they can't pick up their lives by themselves, that they are incapable of being responsible adults or incapable of making themselves happy. And how does someone take positive action in their lives if you take it upon yourself to act for them? They become dependent on you, and you enable it. Codependency is a very toxic thing that can happen in any relationship, platonic, familial, or romantic.

#toxic relationships #codependency #relationships #enabling #tw codependency #tw toxic relationships

[grayluforever]

Knowing he could not have Kikyo, a jealous Naraku successfully tore her away from her lover, Inuyasha, resulting in Kikyo's death and Inuyasha's imprisonment to the Sacred Tree. If he couldn't have Kikyo, Naraku would make sure that no one could have her.

#anti narkik #anti naraku x kikyo #anti naraku #kikyo deserves better #inukik #inuyasha x kikyo #tw toxic relationships #anti victim x abuser ships

[queerlilchinchin]

The Slope to Hell, Part I

Hello and welcome to the first vote for who the killer is in The Slope to Hell, a murder mystery by yours truly.

The way the game is played is I'm going to write out a scenario of what happened. It'll be a brief overview of what was found, who spotted the body and who the suspects are (and who's left) and why they are suspects. You may then ask the suspects questions to figure out who the killer is... once you think you've figured it out, you can vote on the poll below who you believe it is.

Game rules: NO anon asks, ONLY ask via asks - replies and reblogs will be ignored and ONLY 2 main questions per character per asker - only one follow up question per main question. Make sure you check out the questions already asked before asking a question. Your questions will still count against your question count if you ask repeat questions.

Once the poll has ended, the character with the most votes will be the one picked and it will be revealed if it was right or wrong. If it was wrong, we will continue with the next scenario and on and on until the killer is picked.

I will have a taglist for this, so if you wish to partake in this weekly game and don't want to miss any of the polls/games, please let me know and I'll add you to the taglist!

Scenario: a scream cuts into the freezing mountain air, followed by gasps and murmurs. A woman's body was found mangled at the bottom of the mountain. The woman that was found has medals in skiing and was excited for the skiing competition that was going to happen at this annual skiing outing.

There is murmur of foul play, that she was pushed down the mountain.

There are 9 suspects for who could have done it, including Samantha, who the scream had belonged to. It is up to YOU to figure out who did it.

Meet the Suspects...

Larry is a young man, 35, who used to date Samantha (the suspect that found the body) and is desperate to show her he's changed and is a better man and friend. He was heard telling her that he suspected Morgan of sleeping with Samantha's boyfriend shortly before the incident... was this an act of chivalry, to show Samantha that he's willing to go to any lengths to prove himself to her?

Samantha is a young woman, 32, who caught the victim fraternizing with her boyfriend shortly before the incident. A screaming match broke out shortly after, resulting in the victim storming out, declaring she was going to ski and clear her head. Was this an act of jealous rage?

Daniel is a young man, 34, and Samantha's boyfriend. He's been cheating on her with the victim. He was caught making out and trying to round the next base with the victim shortly before her demise... could this be an act of proving in the end, his loyalties lay with Sam?

Josh is a young man, 36, and best friends with Samantha, who caught the victim trying to sleep with her boyfriend. He has made it no guessing game the fact that he dislikes and does not trust the victim. Could Josh be looking out for his best friend by doing what she couldn't stomach to do, no matter how enraged?

Lou is a young man, 30, who used to date Daniel. When it was announced among the group that Daniel and the victim were sleeping together, he disappeared and wasn't seen again until after her body was discovered. Could this be an act of envy?

Deegan is a young man, 32, who has been very vocal about the fact that he has disdain toward the victim and doesn't like to be around her. In fact, he avoids her at all cost. When he found out about her sleeping with Daniel, he became noticeably disgusted. Could this be an act of disgust?

Ms. Grymm is the instructor (age 42) for the skiing safety classes. She has made it more than clear she is not a fan of anyone in the group - well, except for one person in it... shortly before the incident, she was seen staring at Morgan with disgust written all over her face. Could this be an act of utter done-ness?

Carly is a young woman, 33, who briefly dated Samantha shortly after Larry cheated on her. In spite the relationship - if you can really call it that (she does) - being so brief, she became utterly enamored by Samantha and would do anything for her - even kill. Which she has stated many-a-time. Could this be an act of devotion?

You have now been introduced to all 8 suspects and their stories and reasons for being suspected. It is up to you to find the killer. If you don't, there may be more deaths, and no one wants that!

If you haven't voted yet, take a look at my masterpost of questions for the suspects. I will be posting links to all of the questions' asks (separated by who was asked) there.

Then, once your mind is made up, cast your vote. Then reblog this so others may play as well.

Reminder: there is a taglist if you wish to be added to it. Just let me know!

#tumblr polls #murder mystery #tumblr games #ask games #writer games #writers of tumblr #simulation games #poll games #vote the killer #tw death #tw cheating #tw toxic relationships #the slope to hell #creative writing #my games

[inkykeiji]

Hiya Clari! Prepare for a silly ask, but how would your Dabis react if they turned around and noticed reader checkin' out his ass? We did once discuss which of your Touyas had the best butt, sooo... <3

lmaooooo anon!!!! i love this question so much ahahahahaha okay okay

tw: stepcest, toxic relationships, implied daddy kink, implied dubcon with dark academia touya (DA!touya)

touya-nii gets fucking mean with his teasing, relentlessly lamenting about your behaviour until tears are streaming down your cheeks and hiccups are stammering heavy and painful in your chest, going on and on about how bad you are, about what a sick little pervert you are, and so clumsy with it, too, so conspicuous and obvious. you really should be embarrassed, you know, he’s telling you with that usual apathetic lilt, but you know him better than that now. you can see it, that malevolent glee glittering in sapphire eyes, that eager and excited tremor sewn into his words. you know he’s just teasing, know he gets off on shit like this, know he doesn’t mean a word of it, but that doesn’t mean it hurts any less. but oh, don’t worry, he’s reassuring as he pulls you into his lap and cradles you to his chest, voice drenched in condescension as rough hands rub comforting circles into your hitching back. niichan will give you what your so clearly desperate for, because he’s such a good big brother, always tending to his baby sister even when she’s being bad.

bmb!dabi gets a little shy with it—there’s no way you’re actually checking him out, is there? there’s no way you’d be so goddamn obvious about it, right?—a little snappy, a little snarky as he asks what the hell are you looking at? it’s only when you start, seemingly surprised by his voice, eyes staring up at him guiltily, that he realizes you truly were staring at his ass. such a notion has that irritating warmth spreading through his chest, blanketing that creature you birthed behind his ribs as it snuggles into his heart. and although he scoffs as he turns away, acts as if he’s so annoyed and disgusted by your actions, he spends the rest of his night glaring up at his ceiling, tangled threads of thoughts knotting tighter and tighter as he replays the moment over and over again, evaluating every millisecond of it in an attempt to figure out what the fuck it means.

tag!dabi, cliché as ever, asks if his princess is enjoying the view, musing smugly to himself about how he’s got himself such a dirty, deviant little girl. when you can’t hold his gaze, stinging little pinpricks of embarrassment erupting across your cheeks, his voice turns sharp, firm and commanding as he tells you to look at him, princess. look at Daddy when he’s talking to you. and you know, it’s rude not to look at someone when they’re speaking to you, especially after you’ve been caught doing something so unsavoury, maybe he should punish you for it.

twin!dabi, for a moment, is confused. does he have something on his pants? he’s asking as he looks over his shoulder. what are you looking at? what’s captured your attention so wholly that you startle, snapped out of some sort of trance the moment his voice sounds? what has you so enamoured? but it dawns on him only a moment later, when your face is practically yanked to his own, adorned with wide eyes and a warped brow, features tinged with hesitant humiliation. and then he laughs, mean and mocking, and your cute lil face crumples under the strain of embarrassment as he teases you for being such a naughty little thing and, oh god, just wait until touya hears about this!

twin!touya is sneaky, subtle, sly with it. he lets you think you’re getting away with it, catches it inconspicuously out of the corner of his eye—that longing stare, chin in your hands, watching as he flits around the kitchen, dreaminess oozing from your gaze—but pretends to be oblivious until the opportune moment, nonchalantly asking if his precious little baby likes staring at Daddy’s ass just as you’re chewing a mouthful of whatever breakfast he’s made for you that morning, revelling in those sweet little chokes and cute little coughs sounding behind him as he pours himself his third cup of black coffee. turning toward you, he smirks at you over the steaming mug. that’s right, i saw you, he says, a malicious excitement shimmering in his eyes, pupils swallowing down your delicious mortification. and i’m gonna do something about it, as soon as you finish your breakfast.

1950s dabi outright asks you, voice equal parts amused and astonished, as he catches you one night while he’s walking around the motel in nothing more than a pair of briefs after a long day of murder and spy work. when his eyes capture yours, pretty glazed irises that dart away from his invasive stare the moment they connect, he snorts to himself. were you just…looking at my ass? when you shamefully admit that you were, he wiggles it obnoxiously for you, so you can get a good, proper, healthy eyeful and satiate yourself…unless you’d rather he satisfy your evident hunger in a different way?

DA!touya instantly responds with his usual arrogant confidence, going i know right? my ass looks fucking incredible in these jeans before launching into a whole self-satisfied spiel about how he always gets pussy when he wears these jeans, and hey? wanna fuck? i mean, you were looking and all, so you must want it, right? he says as if it’s matter of fact, eyes glinting in the dim light of his minimalist flat as they rake over your body slowly, selfishly, a sharp smile stretching abnormally wide across his cheeks, teeth razored and gleaming.

#tw stepcest #tw daddy kink #tw dubcon #tw toxic relationships #LOVED THIS ANON LMAO IT WAS SO FUN #thank u!!!!! it made me smile <333 #i hope you’re having an awesome night bb!! #sending so much love and health ur way <33 #inky.bb #clari gets mail #claris.dabis

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

whoops I accidentally wrote a poem on the latest lore stream it’s probably not great I’m trying something very new so if it’s bad that’s why. obvious dream smp spoilers, along with themes of abuse, victim blaming, dehumanisation, and toxic relationships.

——

i come in green stitches

stuffing falling out

the gaps between

pale fabric

and

you ask of me

“why do you not fix your tears?

why do you not pick up a needle

and pick up some thread

and fix yourself?”

you smile

like you have saved me

from the misery

(undoubtedly my fault)

you ask of me

“why do you keep those?

the green doesn’t suit you

why not replace it with red?

that was always your colour.”

but if i were to tear

what was left in me

from him

out of my body

i would unravel

into cotton and blood and bone

(i hate it as much as you do)

you pick at my seams

and call it freedom

you sew yourself into me

and say no one can own

a beating heart

and i suppose that’s true

i lack a heartbeat as you do

i want to scream at you

“you should know better

you know as i do

that tearing out stitches

does not tear our strings.”

but I love you

so

i smile and say

“thank you.”

(i don't mean it.)

#My poetry #dream smp #dsmp #dream smp poetry #dsmp poetry #c!tommy #c!wilbur #c!crimeboys #tw abuse #tw victim blaming #tw dehumanisation #tw toxic relationships

[cyberphuck]

:readmore:

(Okay readmores no longer working, neat. Sadposting below, tw for abuse and toxic relationships in real life.)

My friend sent me another short email saying "I'm sorry for how I treated you" and not much else. Maybe she IS sorry, or maybe the one friend that she had who was willing to talk patiently with her finally got tired of having sand kicked in their face over wattpad stars and is picking up their toys and going home.

Oh no, the consequences of her actions.

To be clear, this isn't something I'm doing as punishment to her. I told her I will never stop loving her and I won't. But I've been here before, trying to keep up with someone riding the Abuse Unicycle and saying "oop sorry" every time they shove me to the ground. I know what that does to me, mental health wise, and I can't do it.

I'm just so worried that there IS no one else for her. Or that the realization that she drove away one of her closest friends will make it worse, not better. God knows that when I was in that place, I badly needed someone understanding who could see past the bullshit and help me dig it out. I got that person by sheer luck.

But I honestly don't think I have the strength and durability to do it for Mentor Friend. I think it would make me sicker and sicker and I might even be seriously injured or die in the attempt. Certainly I won't come out of it refreshed and smelling of roses.

I can't be that for her. But I don't want her to have to suffer with no one to turn to. I love her too much. I don't know what to do.

#tw abuse mention #tw toxic relationships #ongoing friend saga

[theemegasus]

And before anyone asks again, no, I'm not having any problems in my marriage at all. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life.

That's why I reblog those things. To remind myself of how far I've come, and to show other ladies here you don't need to settle. Happiness does find you.

#isrtm starter #tw toxic relationships

[waveofmutilation-uksurfmix]

dear “jason”

poem I wrote, tw for toxic relationships and codependency, and mentions of suicide, self harm, and EDs

i remember being twelve, and learning how to save someone from drowning, and the teacher made sure to hammer it home that you need to make sure you’re safe first before you rescue them.

i remember the first time I said I loved you, i think I was about fourteen.

i remember our stupid little inside jokes, how they could just make us lose our minds laughing

i remember all our little phrases, almost cryptophasic in nature

i remember staying up until midnight, pleading with you not to end your life. i remember how i said i loved you, and somehow it took you off the brink.

i remember how certain songs felt when we were fighting

I remember you refusing to get help from anyone else besides me, because you were too scared and too cowardly to talk to anyone else besides your almost equally unstable friend

i remember how those three words of love felt like poison on my tongue

i remember when I first realised our friendship was becoming a prison

i remember the next time I spent the night trying to talk you off the brink, and the next, and the next.

i remember our promise. It was forged in an argument, and it’s not like you even followed the promise you made, but it was the only thing stopping me from cutting.

i remember googling resources for your eating disorder that you never even took advice from

i remember being fourteen and looking up suicide lines in your country, because I didn’t know how to help you.

i remember the feeling of drowning to keep you afloat.

i remember needing to leave for months, but being too scared of what you’d do to yourself

i remember our last day together.

i remember the confused brainfogged haze I was in when I made the decision to stop drowning myself to keep you afloat

i remember you begging me to take you back.

i remember you making a tumblr account for the purpose of threatening to end your life if I didn’t become your friend again.

i remember how I’d told you so many times I was dealing with autistic burnout, and that we were codependent, and that I wasn’t happy anymore.

i remember how the days after I left you dragged on, as if your memory was a ball and chain around my ankle

i remember hoping that one day we’d meet again

i remember all the friends I talked to during this time, and I’m grateful for all of you.

i remember how deleting my twitter felt like severing our last tie, burning the bridge I had made for you.

build yourself another dream, I’m not your home anymore, I thought I loved you but it’s just how you looked in the light, looking for heaven I found the devil in me, goodbye.

#poetry #tw codependency #tw toxic relationships #Julian jabbering #poem #idk why I quoted a buncha random songs at the end it just felt right

[wildestdreamcatcher]

Change

Summary: Aria reflects on her relationship with Kai after seeing Summer and Jude

TW: Mentions of sex, toxic relationships

I couldn’t understand why Summer liked Jude. He was such a little shit all the time to people, Kai told me about how much of an asshole he had been to his parents and his sister. He told me about how he got Kurt hooked on drugs at one point, and even if I couldn’t fucking stand her, it was a horrible thing to do. I was worried about Summer. She had been with so many shitty guys and I don’t want Jude to add to her long list of shit men. 

“You have to give him a chance, Ari!” Summer said. We were sitting in her bedroom, I’m not sure how we got on the topic of Jude, but here we are, arguing about him. I didn’t trust him, I don’t know why she did. 

“He doesn’t deserve the chance. He’s lied so much about changing when he’s only gotten worse. How am I supposed to trust that?” 

We went back and forth for another 10 minutes, but eventually, Summer just sighed.

“Look, I can’t make you like Jude but I need you to trust me about this decision. He’s made me so happy over the past few months. I can’t make you like him, but maybe you should come and hang out with us after his show. He’s going to be performing with Kai so maybe this could be something we all do together and you could see this new side of him?” 

She was so optimistic. I don’t know why I decided to go, I’m not even showing up for Kai anymore, but for whatever reason: I said yes.

Summer looked so happy with Jude. She told me before that she didn’t love going to the venues he and Kai performed at: she thought they were very hot, loud, uncomfortable, and some of the people here treated all of the girls so weirdly. And yet, she seemed so at peace when Jude was around. I was sitting with Kai, across from Summer and Jude. They looked so happy together: she was sitting on his lap and he kept making her laugh, he looked at her like nothing else mattered to him, and I could tell she felt safe with him. I looked at Kai, and I noticed: we hadn’t even spoken to each other this entire night. We argued the whole drive here. It wasn’t just a one night thing, we did this every fucking time. We didn’t even talk when we were alone, our relationship had just become strictly physical. We’d fuck, make out, and then we would part ways. It was the only time we weren’t at each other’s throats. 

I thought I hated Jude, I thought he would be such a shitty boyfriend, but maybe me and Kai were the shitty people. I knew Kai could never be the guy I wanted him to be, I was probably never going to be the girl he wanted me to be. We hadn’t had a good conversation in so long, I couldn’t remember the last time we said we loved each other. I think I need to stop pretending and let go of what will never be. Maybe I stop thinking about the happiness we will never have with each other.

Maybe, just, maybe. 

@blowflygrls @vommitgirl @sadlonelyyogurt

#aria brooks #kai halliwell #summer curtis #jude matthews #ceanna's ocs #cece's ocs #ceanna's writing #tw mentions of sex #tw toxic relationships

[wishful-seeker]

Loving someone you don't like is actually hell to deal with, sending hugs to those out there who feel the same <3

#this is about abusive relationships #tw abusive relationships #tw toxic relationships

[solis-angelus]

Ngl this remains one of the greatest compliments I've ever received.

#and that's coming from my enemy turned best friend turned lover turned ex. So yes it's legitimate #This fills me up with such validation I can't even- #tw toxic relationships

[floatyflowers]

Dark Platonic! Fire Nation Royal Family x Non-bender Reader

With Ozai:

At first he didn't accept the fact that you, his youngest child, is a non-bender, and ignored your existence.

That was until he noticed how his older brother, Iroh, spends time with you, Ozai got extremely jealous.

And decided to spend time with you, only to realize that you are his favorite child, and felt like an actual father.

Yes, you can't firebend nor do you even have the ability to protect yourself.

But why would you need to protect yourself when your father is going to be the Phoenix king of the fire nation?

Ozai will burn down the world for you.

"You, my sweet child, will grow up in the presence of a very powerful father"

With Ursa:

When Ursa found out that you couldn't bend, she became overprotective of you to the point of paranoia.

Since childhood, she refused to allow you to play with anyone except Zuko.

One time, one of her handmaidens scolded you harshly for playing outside without your mother's permission which resulted in you bursting into tears.

The next day, that handmaiden was fired and Ursa made sure that she gets no other jobs.

While thinking of escaping, she thought to take you with her.

However, Ozai has forbidden that from happening.

"When you find out the truth, promise to come find me"

With Azulon

While still alive, he made sure you had the best education and guards.

Azulon also made sure to have you believe that the fire nation is without mistakes or faults.

He tried manipulating you into believing that just your loyalty to your people is enough duty.

However, you are kind, too kind.

Yet, he Azulon didn't hate you for it even if he considered a weak trait to have in the royal family.

He also still has the flower crown you made him stored away safely so it doesn't rot.

It is rumored that the last word he muttered was your name.

With Iroh

Uncle Iroh isn't really as possessive as the other characters, but he focuses on advising you from time to time.

You enjoy drinking tea with him and gossiping about everything.

Even though, Ozai has forbidden him from speaking with you, you would sneak behind your father's back to drink tea with him.

After the loss of his son in the war, Lu Ten, Iroh felt depressed.

Yet you managed to comfort him with your cheerfulness and playful attitude.

It reminded him of his son.

"The best quality in a princess is her kindness, something which your sister clearly lacks"

With Zuko

Zuko thought you would be like Azula but you have proven him wrong.

You are kind, gentle, and nurturing just like your and his mother.

That's why Zuko always found himself by your side, being your playmate...being your protecter.

His mother told him that it's his duty to protect you from danger considering that he is your older brother.

Even though Azula has never hurt you, but Zuko was always wary of her, especially after his mother disappeared.

When Ozai challenged him to an Agni Kai, you were the first to cry out and plead with him to let Zuko off, but Ozai felt jealous of your relationship with Zuko and was determined to teach his son a lesson.

However when your brother got banished, Zuko took you with him in secret not wanting you to be left with Azula.

"I know the journey will take long but once I restore my honor we can return home together"

With Azula

Azula was extremely jealous when you were born, thinking that you will take all the attention from here.

But she realized that you deserve all the attention.

You didn't treat her like a monster, you weren't scared of her.

Instead you showed her love and called her 'big sister'

You would cling to her as a toddler, whenever there was lightning, you would secretly sneak to her room and sleep beside her.

"How can you be scared of lightning, we control it, silly"

Mai and Ty Lee saw how Azula softens whenever you are around.

And when Azula discovered that you have left with Zuko, she destroyed everything in her way and burned a few servants.

"She's mine, and only MINE"

#tw: toxic relationships #avatar the last airbender #Yandere #platonic yandere #zuko x reader #yandere ozai #Yandere zuko #Yandere Azula #sister reader #daughter reader #readerinsert

[lostmf]

#sadnees #tw depressing thoughts #i'm sad #depressing shit #childhood trauma #childhood #depressing life #quotes #tw depressing stuff #poetic #complex ptsd #childhood ptsd #childhood truama #toxic relationship #emotional abuse #narcissistic abuse #tw self destruction #self h@rm #tw self destructive behavior #tw: sucidal thoughts #wound tw #tw ptsd #generational truama #daddy issues #tw abuse #heartbreak #this is a cry for help #help plz #ptsd vent #tw truama

[inkykeiji]

idk if youve ever got this ask before but do ur characters allow their reader to have friends? ik they cut their reader off from friends/family but are there any conditions they would allow reader to have a friend or two? like if touya-nii followed someone for a few days and background checked and KNOWS shes a good person to let his princess hang around? I use touya-nii as an example cause I feel like hes the most like toxic lmao and bmb dabi popped in my head as well

good question!! and the answer depends on the iteration, tbh!

tw: toxic relationships!

i already talked about touya-nii and friends in this ask, and i’ve mentioned that bmb tomura was cool with surface level university friends that don’t ask many prying questions or stick their noses where they don’t belong (aka anyone who isn’t going to start raising concerns). bmb dabi is more likely to be jealous of readers friends (because he is such a selfish boy!) than to bar her from having any completely. tag!dabi would be wary—why does she need friends, when she has him and his friends? aren’t they enough?—but he wouldn’t be as vicious and controlling about it as touya-nii is. he’d ultimately be okay with friends he has thoroughly ‘approved’ of. the twins are cool with friends as long as they aren’t male, sugar daddy natsuo is NOT okay with friends in any capacity, dark academia dabi is okay with friends that he has secretly vetted and will very cleverly manipulate his reader into breaking the friendship if said friend begins to become a nuisance, 1950s dabi and 1950s keigo are cool with friends, tag!keigo is 100% okay with friends obv, flawless tomura is really hesitant when it comes to friends, especially male friends, but he’ll wait a little and feel the situation out before he cuts them off (rly depends on how nosy they are and how much they flare his jealousy!).

you’re right though, touya-nii IS the most toxic, and the friend scale above kind of goes off of this; how toxic, abusive, and dangerous the relationship is. the more toxic, the less likely reader is to have friends, because friends like to sniff around and tug at loose threads and sound alarms (because they care for their friend and their well-being) and the most toxic men just can't have that, now, can they?

#obv that last bit is sarcasm LMAO #thanks for ur question anon!! <3 #i hope ur saturday night is going well!! #stay safe and drink lotsa water!!! #inky.bb #clari gets mail #tw toxic relationships

[strawberrymatchawhore]

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toxic bf! rafe cameron x reader

"running away is easy, its the leaving thats hard."

summary- the camerons are in charge of the annual new years party this year, you along other kooks as well as the camerons distant family are invited to the estate to celebrate. you unknowingly strike up a conversation with one of rafes cousins whom he has always been in competition with since childhood, eventually having to deal with the consequences of your jealous boyfriend

warning/s- abusive relationship, slapping, degrading, choking, toxic ass relationship, mean rafe, reader is a crybaby, nutting inside as punishment, barely any aftercare, NON/DUBCON (reader lets him fuck to make him less pissed off) IF ANY OF THIS MAKES U UNCOMFY PLS DONT READ <3, etc.. im backkk pls enjoy and comment as well as repost apologies for being gone for so long lolsies 🙁

3 years ago you never would have pictured yourself where you are today, living in one of the finest estates of the island and dating one of the most popular and sought after members of this community. nor have you ever pictured yourself being in a a relationship where everyday was like stepping on eggshells and yet you never felt the urge to leave. you loved him too much to do so.

putting on silver dangly earrings as the final touch to your new years look, you turn to your boyfriend for approval. only to be met with a disgusted look on his face.

"why are you dressed like that"

"i thought you liked it? you bought it for me last week." you argued, folding your arms.

"yeah but i didn't think you'd wear it to a family event, i mean come on baby you look like a hooker." he pointed at the figure forming dress, your eyebrows furrowed. the dress was a maxi dress and the only thing revealing was the slight cleavage.

"never mind i'll just change" you exhale and quickly turn away to avoid starting an argument, but he grabs your arm and ushers for you to stay.

"you know what, lets go. we're already late." he leaves the room and you silently follow behind him.

.....

you and rafe walk through the door with your arm around his bicep, immediately you felt out of place. no one you knew were here and it was just random rich people. you felt your breathing begin to hitch and it continues to grow as you continue your walk into the kitchen to get drinks.

"i'll be back, stay right here." rafe orders and grabs a beer, leaving you to your thoughts.

"hey" a voice interrupted. you look up and see a tall brunette, someone you've never seen in this small island.

"uhm.. hi" you awkwardly respond back, giving a small smile which he returns.

"sorry did i interrupt? i saw you were by yourself so i thought maybe i should come and chat with you for a bit.. not that im calling you lonely. i mea- shit. im adrian by the way." he rambles and you cant help but laugh and slyly look around for your boyfriend. you know know how he gets when you talk to guys, and this guy seemed awfully familiar.

"no no, youre good. please. i was hoping someone would talk to me, everyones so intimidating here." you took another sip of your drink and lean against the marbled counter. who was this guy?

"i know right?! i thought my cousin was going to show up and greet me to everybody but i guess he's too good for that." he joked

"wow he seems like a handfu-" barely getting the response out, you instantly feel someone luring over you and harshly put their hand on your shoulder.

"what are you doing" you hear your boyfriends harsh voice whisper in your ear.

"oh hey man whats up" adrian says, they dap each other up but you could feel the tention behind it.

"i see youve met my girlfriend." rafes hand grabs your waist, massaging it. his fingers dig into your waist.

"i did, shes been a great chat." adrian responded, your jaw clenches and you bite your tongue. you feel your anxiety come back as you know youre about to dig your own grave.

"yeah she is huh. its getting kinda late though. i think we're gonna head out." before even hearing what adrian was going to say, rafe grabs your hand and starts to drag you outside.

"rafe what are you doing??? we just got here." you struggle to catch up with his long angry strides.

"do you think i give a fuck." you release yourself from his grip but he ends up pushing you up against his truck.

"i don-" his hand squeezes your throat, blocking your airways. it was 11 pm and everybody was inside, no one was seeing this.

"tell me. does it look like it?" he seethes, pushing you harder into the truck. you felt your tears start to form when his yelling is followed by his intense eye contact with you.

"no right? so get the fuck in the car." he opens the passenger seat and shoved you inside, slamming the door. rafe then gets into his seat and speeds off. you could tell by the silence and the way he was gripping the steering wheel that you were fucked.

......

rafe pulls up to the driveway and practically drags you inside, you were too scared to speak up. frightened at how much worst that would make his next moves be. pushing you into the guest bedroom he starts to speak up.

"why are you such a slut, i cant even leave you alone for 5 minutes without you trying to hop on my cousins dick." he scolds you, your body sits at the end of the bed in shame. hunching to make yourself smaller, mentally preparing yourself when you see him taking off his clothes.

"take this shit off." he grabs you and tugs on your dress. but you didnt hear him, you were too busy disassociating yourself away from him and this suffocating ass room.

"what'd i fucking say?" rafe slaps you and instead of giving you the time to take off the dress, he rips it and pins you by the wrists to the bed. he glares down at you before leaning down your neck and inhaling your scent and leaving dark bruises behind.

"i was thinking about fucking you real nice and slow tonight. but after you decided to act like a whore, i'm gonna treat you like one. how's that sound baby." he mocks you and caresses you clothed pussy before pulling them off your legs.

"rafe.." you whine when he uses his buff arms to spread your legs as much as they could go. you start to hyperventilate from his threat, and cover your face so you don't have to watch him violate you. his thumb rubs at your clit, and the other hand starts to stroke his cock. the tip showing how angry he truly was.

without a warning your boyfriend slams into your pussy, barley wet and prepped. you weren't adjusted to the size of him.

"ow fuck!" you squealed and immediately tried to seek comfort by grabbing onto rafe's bicep, this only seemed to piss him off more and he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.

"you're not allowed to touch me. just lay there and be a good fuck toy for me to use." he gives your ass a hard before forcing his way back into you, the burn and lack of proper lubrication makes you shoot up again but he didn't let you move an inch. this sort of roughness was familiar, yet every time it never fails to terrify you.

"stay the fuck down." his large hand pushes down on the middle of your back, naturally putting you into a face down ass up position. just the way he liked it. your body shakes and trembles in fear when your boyfriends thrusts get harder.

"rafe please it hurts so bad i cant take it" you sobs getting louder, rafe lowers himself closer to you and grabs your throat cutting off your breathing.

"your pussys sucking me right in angel, i think you can." he sneered, your crying and begging seemed to anticipate him even further as he loses all his restraint. you knew you couldn't stop him. its just the way your relationship worked.

he would get mad and then take his anger out on you, and youd let him. why? because you know what he's capable of, the holes displayed throughout your guys bedroom were everyday reminders to not push him too far. but in a way, it made you feel safe and wanted. rafe would do anything to protect you and keep you away from the dangers of the outside world.

"you're starting to get wet shitttt" rafe moaned and releases your throat, both his hands grab onto your hips for leverage as he speeds up his pace hitting the good spots deep inside you. not caring about how there was going to be fingermark bruises later. you hiccup as you try to control the sounds of your crying, using a pillow as comfort while he ruins you from behind.

inevitably your stomach starts to tighten and you feel yourself about to cum, your boyfriend moves one of his hands to your hair and tugs on it. resulting in a moan from you, the other hand moves down to your clit and rubs circles.

"you gonna cum baby? cum on my dick." he orders, he was fucking you so hard and greedily that the sounds of his thrusts and skin colliding were echoing in the room. your body caved into the sensations and you felt yourself fall apart on him.

"thats it squirt all over it, make a fucking mess for me. god you're such a little slut." he coos. the overstimulation of his cock hitting your cervix over and over again made you fucked out to the point of of passing out.

"so fucking tight" his vulgar words fill your ears, he gives your pussy rough slaps and you push against him. you yelped in surprise, eyes widening when you notice that rafes thrusts started to get sloppier.

"no.. no rafe! rafe you cant, we cant!" you protested in between moans, he only laughed in response. trying to push yourself away from him but he easily overpowered you. grabbing both of your arms and pinning them behind your back.

"dont tell me what to do, you did this to yourself." he breathes heavily as he filled you to the brim with him cum, he stayed there for a moment fucking it in as deep as he could before pulling out. enjoying the view of your pretty pussy sucking him right in. your eyes squinted in disgust when you felt his seed slide down your thighs.

rafe got up to clean himself but left you lying on the bed, you definitely werent walk right now and you were so overwhelmed with everything that happened. your conscious couldnt take anymore and your eyes starting tearing up.

"why are you crying." he sat on the edge of the bed and examined your state cluelessly. he scooted closer to you and opened the drawer next to the bed and grabbed a towel, cleaning you with it. you both sat in silence until rafe decided to pick you up and make his way to your actual bedroom.

"youre so mean to me.. you know that." you sniffle into his hard chest and draw circles on it with your finger. he doesn't respond but you know he heard it because he gave you a light squeeze before laying you down on the large bed. he takes his place next to you and turns away from you.

you sigh and turn to face his back, engulfing him in a hug. rafe initially tenses up but then relaxed in your arms. slowly you begin to knock out but before you do, you were sure you heard a brief

"im sorry" from rafe.

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