hello girlie!! i know ur kinda in a writing slump rn got a lot so you can get to this whenever you want but I was wondering if we could have a little bit more of dealer!jj👀maybe showing a bit more of his toxic side👀👀
╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ ꒰ ⋆⭒˚.⋆ 💭 deer's thinking ... toxic!dealer!jj. ꒱
okok so i do have a fic inspired by this coming out later today ( find it here, when it’s posted ) but i think i really could've lent into the toxic side a bit more n i lowkey just wanna do a few headcannons / analysis ab him.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the main thing ab toxic!dealer!jj is that he simply can't commit to you. he cares for you, and deep down he does love you, but true loyalty is something that freaks him out. he's used to parting, he's used to hookups, he's used to living life like a pogue; having one set girlfriend just doesn't fit that outline. when things get too 'intense' for him — aka, when nothing bad has happened in your guys' situationship, and you're snuggled against his side for the third time of the week — he freaks. he starts nit picking and raising his voice, disappearing in the middle of the night and calling you drunk and baked off of his tits.
then, when you start picking up what he's putting down, you start distancing too. less 'good morning' texts with a flurry of lovesick emoji's, less asking for hangouts, and less attention on him means he's noticing. he'll come to your house in the dead of night after a week of straight no contact, dropping off apology flowers, a small necklace, and what he deems enough rolls of weed. he'll start love bombing you too: random calls just becuase he remembers 'how pretty you are', messages about how much he loves you, and asking to see you again because he 'misses your voice'.
it's total bullshit, but by now you're used to it and utterly head over heels for him to not comply.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ another key aspect is his possiveness. he'll never outwardly call you his girlfriend in front of anyone, but the somehow the entire island knows to not ask you out.
one time, one of your friends — male — spoke to you for a beat too long. the next day you're informed about how said male friend ended up in the hospital for a broken ankle. you'll never ask jj about it directly, but the way he tells you about how little he likes your guy friends kind of gives it away.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he's easily jealous, and he's faced violence in all aspects of his life — from the whole dealing thing, and his father — which can be a viscous pairing. he'll never hurt you, no he'd never so much as think about it, but he'll definitely take out his pent up rage on others. he'll take you on some deliveries, and swerve off his usual course to someone else's house you vaguely recall.
turns out, it's your classmate's house — the one you were telling jj about how sweet he is. he'll call the guy from his phone, asking him to come to the front yard, a vein in his temple already ticking and his knuckles white against the steering wheel. by the time he's hung up, jj's slammed the car door and waiting by a fence.
you'd question him, asking "jj, what're we doing here? this is essentially tresspassing; i don't wanna be here."
unsure of what's happening, both you and classmate come out to a seething jj. he'll yell murder at the guy, talking about “how fuckin’ dare y’flirt with my girl??” before grabbing his wirst and twisting. the guy would fall to the ground mid way through the sort of fight, and jj would take the chance to find a large rock and smash it into the boy's wrist. the sound of crunching bones would echo in your mind for years.
"jj, stop!! stop, he did nothing!!" you'd cry, pleading to jj.
your classmate would howl, and blood would splatter everywhere. then jj would turn to you, yelling about, "y'seein' this? this is the shit y'made me do. fuckin' around with guys behind my back like 'm nothin' to you? this is what he deserves, stop cryin'."
he'll force you back into his car, and drive you back to the chateau. he won't let you leave. realistically, he'll calm down and start apologizing and begging for you to understand him — in his head, what he did was totally valid — while simultaneously clinging to you like some koala. he'd start talking about how a broken wrist is nothing, and how he basically did “fuck-all” to the guy.
he'll promise that it won't happen again, but your mind would flicker back to the few times this has already happened. granted, this would only happen once in a blue moon, but each time it would stick with you for months. he'd coax you to have some weed, reminding you of how much he loves you — he only pulls out those words in desperate times.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ pretty much: he's faced abuse his entire life. he's faced mistrust his entire life. he's had no one secure enough in his life to teach him what love is, and your relationship would show that clearly. it's not healthy at all, but i do think he'd eventually get better.
idk if this is exactly what u were looking for, but i hope it’s satisfactory lmaoo !!
