toxic Barkovitch headcanons
/x female reader/ /movie character/ /just written to be a bad bf/ /triggers: swearing;insults, nsfw;smut, hits himself/
> Barkovitch was the type of kid to bully you in elementary school because he thought it disguised him having a crush,
and during adolescence was the type of teenage boy to brag to other guys about things he did with you, that never actually happened.
> He had to ask you to date him because he was telling people you were his girlfriend for a long time already.
“fuck yeah!.. shit, that’s fuckin perfect!..”
“…you wanna suck my dick?”
> He would be a high school drop out due to social anxiety, getting into fights, and being more interested in arts.
Sleeping at your house every night to avoid his disapproving family. His dad especially for pressuring Gary to enter The Lottery.
> If you are still in school he gets pissy about you being gone all day. Expecting you to stop seeing friends. Always outside to walk you home and spend the whole journey coming up with accusations.
“who the fuck are you dressin like that for?”
> Barkovitch is clingy in a comes with you to the bathroom kind of way.
> Despite his above average physical ability, he passes time by smoking weed and watching cartoons. Probably masturbating multiple times inbetween.
> If you have a journal he reads it and teases you.
> Expects you to do his laundry, rather than asking just dumps his dirty clothes on your floor.
> He views any food you hand him as a gift, whether it’s home made or not.
You could hand him a bowl of cereal and he’d say it tastes better than his mama makes it.
> You are the only person he lets touch his hair, and jokes about cutting it to bother you.
> He leaves pictures he took of you during the night for you to find, and added a picture of himself with your other keepsakes.
> He can only sleep well if you let him have his hand under your shirt to hold a breast all night.
> Has never said he loves you, despite needing you to start saying it earlier than you were ready to voluntarily.
If you even once fell asleep and forgot, he would be consumed by paranoia, sit up all night, staring at you as he spirals, fighting the urge to wake you up just to confront you.
> The pictures he gives you get ripped up and erratically scribbled over.
‘bitch’ ‘whore’ ‘slut’ ‘cunt’
> He yells all the time, but when arguing he gets too belligerent and insensitive, like he forgets he’s talking to a girl, until you start crying.
> Seeing your tears trigger him. He would just make it worse by smacking himself and pleading with you.
“no, no fuck, no baby, I’m fuckin sorry”
“I didn’t mean it, I just got… okay, I’ll stop”
“just- please”
> Barkovitch leaves impulsively every time he thinks he upset you.
Left walking home alone when he doesn’t meet you, he’d still show up at your house later, just to sit in your room and sulk.
> He makes misogynistic jokes like
“Jesus Christ, are you on your period again?”
but he can track it aswell as you do by small changes to your body. He kind of likes you menstruating, but would never admit it.
He pretends to be grossed out so he can guilt you into giving him head as a reward for putting up with your blood.
> Does not care what your family hears when he’s fucking you. He’s arrogant, and finds it hilarious when you got overstimulated and too loud.
“oh my God, I’m surprised your daddy hasn’t shot me yet”
> Convinces you that letting him go a few extra rounds will help his stamina training.
> He always carelessly grabs a piece of your clothing to use as cum rag and tosses it back with the others soiled.
> If he got jealous and wanted to show off infront of someone you were too friendly with, he thinks it’s funny to brazenly talk about your sex life.
“my girl is a goddamn freak!”
“you can’t even tell, right?”
“type of bitch that lets you spit in her mouth”
> Purposely trying to embarrass you, and after patronises you for being shy.
“WHAT? I didn’t say anything that ain’t fuckin true?”
“aren’t you my little freak?”
“should be glad I didn’t make you prove anything”
> When he’s preparing to leave for The Long Walk he would throw a tantrum about needing to take nudes of you ‘for good luck.’
> You tried to wake up early to get extra time with him, but Barkovitch had left without saying goodbye, and took your gray bandana used to cinch your hair up last night while you were deep throating him.