Hi 🥰 can i get some nsfw toxic relationship hcs?
and thank you for providing us phinks simps with content 🥺🥺🥺
Thank you so much for the request! Â I hate to admit it, but I love all forms of Phinks...even toxic ><. Â I always write him as a big softie, so this was a fun change of pace!
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Phinks x Fem!Reader
18+ NSFW
Trigger Warning: Â Emotional abuse, sexual abuse, extreme jealousy, NTR, Smut, Dubious consent (dubcon)
You sat cross legged on your bed in front of your laptop. Â You laughed as you looked into the webcam, your earphones making you oblivious to the man who had just entered your room.
Phinks raised his brow bone when he saw you.  He had been curious as to why you hadn’t replied to any of his text messages in the last 15 minutes, and why you weren’t there to greet him when he came home. Â
What the hell is going on here?
The blonde man cleared his throat to get your attention, but to no avail. Â
“HEY.”
You shot up immediately, waving a hand at Phinks while smiling nervously at the camera.  “Hey, sorry. Something urgent just came up!  I gotta go, but just message me when you find any articles and I’ll check them out.  Bye!”  The sound of your laptop closing made Phinks’ eye twitch.
“Phinks!”  You jumped off of your bed, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist.  “I had no idea you were coming home so soon!”  You looked up at him lovingly, your smile dropping when you noticed the scowl on his face.
“Well, you would have known if you answered my texts.  You didn’t have 10 seconds to text me back?”  He then eyed your laptop.  “What the fuck were you doing, Y/N?”  He pushed your arms off of him as he made his way to your bed.
You rolled your eyes as you followed after him.  You knew Phinks was impossible to talk to when he had these “fits”, but it didn’t stop you from trying.  “I had a meeting with my classmate Paul for a school project.  He’s going to be doing most of the research, so he just wanted to go over some things with me.” You fought a sigh from escaping your mouth as you stood beside Phinks. Â
He...
You wouldn’t dare tell Phinks that Paul had confessed his feelings to you a few weeks ago.  He was sweet, attractive, and successful, but you had no interest in him at all.  You let him down easy, but you could tell that Paul wasn’t the type to give up.  You knew it wasn’t coincidence that you two ended up on a project together as Paul was extremely liked by your professor.
Phinks opened your laptop and began to scroll through your chat with your Paul, his eyes carefully scanning each message for any hidden meanings.  “So, you chose your classmate over me?”
You leaned your head towards him, unsure if you had heard him right.  “Sorry?” Â
“You didn’t reply to my texts because you were talking with your classmate instead?  Y/N, do you even remember who bought you this laptop?”  He scanned your classmate’s name one more time before slamming the laptop shut.
Your heart began to race. While you were shorter than Phinks-- him standing over you like that made you feel even smaller than usual.  “You bought it for me, Phinks.”  You tried to find the words to appease him.  “And I’m so grate--”
“You’re not.  It’s like you don’t even love me.  If you loved me you would have replied to my texts right away.”  He turned his back towards you as he began to exit the room.
A small gasp escaped your mouth as your jaw dropped.  “What?!  Of course I love you!  What are you--”
Your blood ran cold when your phone went off. Â
Phinks grabbed it immediately, flawlessly entering your 9 digit password. Â The password he had created for you.
“Y/N!  Hope everything is okay, you seemed flustered when you left.  I’m here if you need to chat!”
It took every fiber of his being to hold himself back from crushing your phone in his hand right then and there. Â He took a small breath before holding a finger down on the message and deleting it.
You nervously approached him, his silence making you even more nervous.  “Who was it, Phinks?”
Phinks smiled at you softly.  “Just a spam message.  Nothing important.”  He waved your phone in his hand as he continued to walk.  “I’ll be taking this for a bit.  You won’t need it while you’re making us dinner anyways.”
Before you could reply, Phinks turned around to look at you.  “You look like shit by the way.  Have you not been sleeping?”  He looked down at you, a smile of pity on his face as he examined you from head to toe.  “You’re lucky I choose to stay with you when I could be with anyone else if I really wanted to.  You should be thankful.”
You stood there dumbfounded.  He was right.  Phinks had ingrained into your head how much better he was than you.  You believed you’d never have anyone as good as Phinks if you lost him.
I can’t mess things up...
You quickly ran to the kitchen to prepare dinner, praying you had the ingredients to make a meal that would please Phinks.
Phinks laid on the couch with your phone in one hand and his in the other. Â He read through a long message he had typed out before sending it to Shalnark.
This should teach her a lesson for being so fucking ungrateful.
The smell of spices filled the air as you carefully pulled out a casserole from the oven. Â Phinks had once told you it was one of his favorite recipes of yours. Â You had also prepared vegetables, a pasta salad, as well as a small cake for dessert.
“Dinner’s ready!”
You sat excitedly at the table, hoping the dinner would bring a smile to Phinks’ face. Â
Phinks looked down at the table before grabbing his wallet.  “I’m going out to eat.  Don’t wait up for me.”
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You slowly lifted your head from your pillow, rubbing your swollen eyes from crying over the past few hours. Â You blinked frivolously, a bright blue and white light illuminating the room. Â
You screamed as Phinks made his way on top of you, the smell of alcohol filling your airways.  “Phinks!”  He bit down on your shoulder hard enough to make you yelp out in pain.  You tried to push him off but instead he pressed his weight down onto you even more, pulling your hair up as his mouth began to explore the area from your collar bone to your neck.  “You’re hurting me!  Phinks sto--”
Phinks jerked your hair up for you to look at him.  “What? You want me to stop?  If you make me stop then I’m going to go fuck someone else.  Is that what you want, Y/N?”  He pulled his phone out from his pocket, shoving his Contacts screen into your face.  “I could always call one of them.  Maybe they want this cock more than you do, Y/N?  Is that what you want me to do?”
You shook your head, the thought of Phinks making love to anyone else was enough to make you sick.  “No, that’s not what--”
He began to rip your clothes off, a wicked grin on his face.  “So you don’t want me to stop?” He took his own clothes off before following back on top of you, the grip on your wrist hard enough to make you believe it would snap.
“I...don’t want you to stop.” Â
Phinks threw you off of the bed, pulling you up by your hair again so that you were now kneeling. Â
You gagged as he shoved his cock into your mouth, its size making it hard for you to breathe.  He began to fuck your mouth relentlessly, the whiplash from his hips thrusting into your face while he pulled your head back was making you see stars.  You lost control of your mouth as your lips unshielded your teeth from Phinks’ member.  There was a small hope in you that the feeling of your teeth would make Phinks stop, but if anything-- it made him go even faster.
Your vision began to go black. Â The wet sounds slowly replaced by the sound of blood rushing to your head. Â
A hard slap on your face brought you back to reality as Phinks repositioned you once again.  You were now on all fours.  You turned to look back at Phinks, but screamed when he wrapped a thick piece of black cloth around your eyes.  “Phinks-- what are--”
He spanked you hard enough to make your back arch.  “Shut the fuck up, Y/N.  I’m so sick of you complaining.  I thought you wanted this?” Â
You bit your lip, not wanting to anger him further.  “Yes, I--” Â
You moaned loudly as you felt Phinks’ tongue against your entrance.  He had been with you enough times to know exactly how to get you off.  You continued to moan, his tongue dancing between your clit and your opening. Â
Phinks squeezed your bottom as he continued to eat you out ravenously.  “You’re so fucking wet, Y/N.  You like this, don’t you?”  He spanked you once again, leaving several marks on your backside.
You nodded your head, feeling you were about to reach your climax.  “Phinks, please fuck me!”
You screamed as he spanked you again.  “You really think you deserve anything?  If you want my dick that bad, you’re going to have to do something for me.”  He inserted a finger into you, making your craving for his dick even worse.
“Anything, I’ll do anything!” Â
Phinks grinned as he slowly began to finger you, the quivering of your walls letting him know how badly you needed his cock.
“Your classmate Paul.  Do you wanna fuck him?”
The question almost threw you out of the mood completely until Phinks began to finger you faster. Â
“What?!  No!  I only want your cock, Phinks!”
Phinks entered another finger into you, his breathing growing heavier.  “Then say it.  Tell me you’d never fuck Paul.  That he’s a worthless piece of shit." Â
Your desperation for release made you ignore how ridiculous Phinks was being. You tried to steady your breathing as Phinks continued to finger you, trying to remember what he wanted you to say. “I--would never fuck Paul!  He’s worthless.  A worthless piece of shit!”
Phinks’ other hand made its way around your throat.  “Good girl.  Is there anything else you want to say?”
You shuddered as you felt the tip of Phinks’ cock at your entrance.  You knew all it would take was for him to shove it into you to put you over the edge.
You were so close.
“Stop making me say his name or even imagine how disgusting his cock would be.  I only want you Phinks!  Please, please fuck me already!”
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your whole body buckled. Â Phinks filled you completely, your jaw falling as a moan escaped from your mouth. Â
Phinks continued to pound you, the swelling of his member signaling that he was close to finishing.
“Phinks...I...want your cum...”  You had already climaxed several times, and you could feel yourself starting to pass out.
Phinks leaned down to kiss your neck as his breathing grew heavy.  “Then I need you to do one more thing for me.”
You grinned, the tone of his voice making your temperature rise.  “Anything.”
He pulled himself out and stood so that he was now facing you. Â
Phinks removed your blindfold with one hand as he continued to stroke his member with the other.
“Say hi to Paul.”
You gasped as the blindfold fell to the ground, your eyes meeting Paul’s in your laptop screen-- a horrified look on his face.
Before you could say a word, Phinks unloaded his cum-- the splashes of white landing in your mouth and around your eyes.
“Hi Paul.”
