catboy sasuke who your parents got you as a companion when you were born—becoming your lifelong best friend and bearer of all your secrets. he’s not the warmest nor brightest like your childhood friend naruto, but you love him nonetheless. because he is who he is—your favourite person and bestest of friends!
catboy sasuke who hatessss it when others get too close to you. he says it makes you smell not his different and it’ll later mess with his nose, but it’s just an excuse to let his jealousy slide.
catboy sasuke who gets grumpier if you don’t rub his chin and scratch the bottom of his ears after you get home from school or work. it doesn’t matter if you’re too busy or it simply slipped your mind—he’ll brood alone by the window, acting overly aloof and ignoring your calls until you give him double your usual attention.
catboy sasuke who only curls up beside you in bed after you’ve fallen asleep. he likes watching you before he dozes off—trying to memorise every curves and stroke of your face to later dream of. sometimes, you wake up with his head resting on your chest, purring to your heartbeat and your heartstrings always get tangled up at the sight of it.
catboy sasuke who absolutely despises the vet and especially the needles. but he holds his phobias in when you’re sitting beside him cheering him on, looking and smiling at him and only him. he acts all nonchalant when his tail is whipping and his fur is all comically erect. but he seems all calm only because you’re there and you’re watching.
catboy sasuke who sleeps in your closet when you don’t come home for whatever reason, missing your warmth and barely comforted by your mere scent. but it’s the best remnants of you, so he just has to endure the lonely night and script the words he’ll use to chastise you for when you finally come home.
catboy sasuke who only grows more…territorial as the two of you age. he doesn’t just huff and frown when he smells naruto’s pesky scent clinging onto you, his lips curl and he bares his canines in reflexed disgust. his stomach flips and anger flares. not at you, though. god, never you. just an instinct possessiveness over you that he could hardly control. but you hate to see him like that so you try your best to physically distance yourself from people when you’re out. you’d do anything for your best kitty.
catboy sasuke who wakes you up one night with his face buried in the crook of your neck, body too hot and hips rutting into you. the bell of his collar ringing with every clumsy thrust that sends the bed shaking.
“s-sasuke? what are you doing? are you okay?” you’re barely lucid with the groggy edge dragging from your words. but you know this isn’t like him—to hover over you with drool dripping from his plump lips.
“y/n—help me,” there’s a layer of restrain when he speaks, his sweat-glazed forehead presses against your jaw, canine barely breaking skin as he gently grazes his teeth over your jugular. “I feel so sick.”
“of course, I’ll help you! I’ll do anything.”
catboy sasuke with his decades worth of suppression shattered with the wave of his first heat—the dizzy urge to breed overwhelming his senses. he’s tired of one sidedly being yours. he wants—no, he needs you to be his as well. to have you claimed and marked with his scent, to have you branded with him inside out.
and you promised you’d help, right? even if helping means having your back arched and toe curl at the way he stuffs his cock deep inside your weeping cunt. even if it means you’re screaming his name as you squirt all over yourself. even if it means to have your womb drip white with his cum, his fat knot swelling in you as he kisses your tears away.
you promised to help him—your one and only best friend and fated companion, Sasuke—right?
Synopsis: Succumbed to darkness, after the Third Ninja War, Sasuke walks his own path of righteousness, away from the village that destroyed his clan. Remainder of Team 7's efforts did nothing to change his mind, until for once, you try to convince him to return. It's the first time you ever offered, and he makes you believe he can be convinced, for as long you offer something worthwile to him in return, like proving your worth and devotion to him.
Pairing: Yandere! Sasuke x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Non-canon compliant, Dark! Yandere! Sasuke, coercion, and implied non-con. This deals with themes and implications that can be uncomfortable or triggering to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fictional, I do not condone this behaviour irl. By clicking 'read more', you are consenting to read this at your discretion.
Nostalgia tainted with undesirable attachments, a part of Sasuke yearned for the same connection. The same part, yearned for the affections of his parents and justice for his brother as well. But all the reminiscing and yearning was meaningless, because it was going to result in nothing. His clan wouldn't return from the dead and he wasn't going to return to the village that ordered their slaughter. Nonetheless, he found it cute that you tried to convince him to act otherwise, for the sake of your old Team 7, for the sake old attachments that still mattered to you.
Since his departure, it had always been Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi - even the replacements - Sai and Yamato - had tried. But till this point, you never tried, always choosing to llinger behind Naruto and Sakura's desperate loud pleas. Instead, you provided Sasuke the space he needed, and did not enforce your own beliefs on him. Accordingly, he respected you more for this, and was actually curious to see how the repeated scenarios of Konoha ninja pleading with him for his return, was going to play out with you.
He was almost excited about it, brimming with anticipation to what you would offer for his return. Absolutely, it was helpful that he found you easy on the eyes, and held unspoken affections for you since your academy days. Unfortunately, he was no longer a boy with a harmless and innocent crush, but rather, an adult man with malicious intentions. With everything he had experienced, his personality was specked with evil and darkness, and he was capable of lust; and unhelpfully with your current encounter, you were alone, and thus, more vulnerable to his manipulative schemes.
Your irises were shaken, and your body hair risen with goosebumps in fear. Evidently, you were scared. Your heart palpitations were audible to his trained shinobi hearing. You were never the courageous one - between Naruto, Sakura and himself - you were always meek and mostly agreeable to whatever they proposed. You trembled in terror, scared of what Sasuke was going to do to you, when so far, he hadn't even taken a fighting stance, much less switched on his sharingan, or even scoff or glare at you. He simply stared at you with his stoic face, and that in itself, was enough to evoke fear from you. Disappointedly, this was going to be too easy.
Like every other Konoha shinobi, you had babbled on about how he should return to the village. In response, he had merely tilted his head, and raised an eyebrow, as if actually pondering on your words. You expected the typical scoff, a sneer, and a personalised insult that he always directed towards Naruto and Sakura, so, you were prepared to have your feelings hurt. For that reason, it was that much shocking, when he responded, as if considering your offer.
In shock, you nearly fell over your own feet, very unninja-like, and stammered out your question clumsily, intended for clarification. "I'm s-sorry, w-what did you s-say?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "If I do return, what will you do for me? What is your offer worth?"
"W-Well, Naruto and Sakura-"
"I don't care about them. I asked you, what are you going to do for me, that's worthy enough for me to sacrifice my current path?"
The heaviness in your throat felt like a stone was pressing down on your wind pipe, and you swallowed a thick film of built up salivia from anxiety. With shaking hands, you pointed at yourself dumbly. "Me? You're asking me? About what I can do to make you want to return to the village?"
"Obviously. I hope negotiation and attentive listening aren't key skills listed in your resume," Sasuke remarked sarcastically. Then, within the same second, he flickered in front of you. You received no time to react, before he wrapped his arm around your waist, and pulled you flushed against him; your breasts pressed against his firm chest, his body heat seeped into yours, and he clutched your hands in his. Sasuke pulled you in closer, until your pelvis was against his, and even through layers of clothing, undoubtedly, you felt his hard on against you.
"If it wasn't clear enough, yes I am asking you - propose to me, prove to me, what you can do for me, so that I want to return. I know you're passive and meek [Name], but you aren't an idiot. Take a hint, and think - reflect about what I'd like from you, and what you can offer me." Sasuke whispered harshly, only inches away from your lips, his warm breath brushing against your skin. Instinctively, you shifted your head back to create distance between his face and yours, and in desperation, tried to wiggle out of his grasp. However, you couldn't do much, because the moment Sasuke felt you retrieving from him, he manuvered your bodies onto the ground. His own back took the brunt of the fall, as he landed with his back onto the ground, and you were on top of him. Still, he immobilised you, by summoning his snakes immediately, and they wrapped around you tightly, keeping you in one position.
Your eyes widened in fear, and you did your best to try free yourself, but evidently, Sasuke out-classed you massively in strength.
"Stop your futile struggle, you're wasting your breath and my time," Sasuke growled, and bucked his hips against yours. "Think about Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi and the village, [Name], think about how happy they would be with my return. Now do what you can to convince me, and forsake and soil yourself for your beloved team and village. Prove what my return is worth to you, because it all depends on you."
Can we please get strict yandere itachi x reader where he baby traps her and his now protective. 👀
A/N love me some Uchiha. Itachi is a subtle yandere, only showing his tendencies through the control he exudes over you.
Itachi had always been a reasonable man. He never went against his morals and made sure everything he did was exactly what needed to happen. That’s why in this moment he knew the best thing would be to not listen to you and make sure you would end up with his baby.
Itachi and you had been close friends since academy days, and even since then he always tried to hold control over you. It started small, snark remarks about someone not making a good dueling partner, moving up to those people just not being good friends, he slowly became the face you saw most constantly apart from your family. But even that wasn’t enough for him. As you both grew older, his comments grew harsher — about the clothes you wore and soon you wore strictly Itachi approved pieces. Be it a day he felt like no one else should be graced by being able to see an inch of your skin or a day when he needed to have your soft skin on easy access for him to grab on what he made seem as a platonic and totally friendly gesture. He was a composed man, but around you he lost all sense of control. Was it the way your eyes looked at him while your smile grew wider and wider after having time out together, or the way your tears flowed while telling him of the stress that the ninja world put on you. Sure, sometimes his actions and words made you question him as a person but you couldn’t deny deep down the constant dotting on you had made you fall for him along the way.
The relationship with Itachi was pure bliss, it was the relationship every girl dreamed of. Never did he let you walk to and from any place by yourself especially at night. Never did he let you go on missions alone, even when you asked the Hokage to do one by yourself he was somehow still there. Never did he let you even think for yourself. Every thought was interrupted by a voice in your mind that sounded eeriely similar to Itachi, going on about if this was the right choice. Slowly he had integrated himself into every aspect of your life.
It was a quiet night, Itachi and you strolled hand and hand back to his home. It was late and he would rather you stay with him tonight then to let any creep know you’d be alone for the night. You both had your own home but Itachi had begun to bring up the idea of living together — luckily you’d be able to deter the conversation in a different direction. Living together would have you live in the Uchiha compound, and knowing Itachi it would be another way to continue to ae You loved Itachi, but living together would take the last bit of voluntary and welcomed solitude you had in life. Even so, you spent most nights together, him here or you there.
In view came Uchiha’s home in the compound, you’d been plenty of times but your stomach still turned with anxiety every time. It was something about being up in his space so intimately when you both had never gotten far intimately. Itachi knew the strict nature he had with you, but he’d never go as far as to coerce you into having sex. He wants the right moment, and as much as it kills him to resist he will wait for it come. You’d stayed over plenty of times, so you changed into a pair of night wear left over before joining Itachi for a light dinner. Of course the pajamas were ones he had chosen for you, comfortable linen shorts and a matching cotton top. Simple but it looked amazing on you, on his girl.
“Did you finish that report for the last mission?” Itachi looked up from his plate. It was almost a test to see what’d you say. He wanted to see if you’d do something without getting his approval, he was meticulous, even with the mission reports. “Mhm, handed it over to Lady Tsunade earlier today.” Maybe it was the sleep weighing heavy on you, but it was too late to retrace your words. “Do you think this was a solo mission, don’t forget I can recall details better than you. Next time, don’t forget to run reports by me.” His voice was flat, but you knew he meant every word — a warning for it to be the first and last time. Dinner finished in silence after that, Itachi sent you to rest while he took care of the dishes.
He climbed with caution into bed, as to not disturb your sleep. Hand draped across your waist, pulling you closer into him. The sudden warmth jolted you awake, body turning around to face Itachi. Moonlight shone through the curtains behind you, lightly illuminating his face. Your thumb came up to trace the side of his temple. Your touch brought him to a serene state of mind. His hands trailed up and down your side, leaving goosebumps in its wake. It was a moment of mutual understanding, he could see it in your eyes you wouldn’t push him away, and in his you could see the desire. Lips connected under the moonlight, the soft dance of two lovers with each other. Itachi setting the pace and you followed it. His hand come under you shirt, caressing the warm skin of your waist. The kiss only deepened, his tongue swiped across your bottom lip before finding yours. Without breaking apart, Itachi guided your body to sit atop his. Both hands now freely roamed your body while your hands sat idly on his chest. Fingers creeped up your shirt, ghosting over your breasts. The sudden intrusion causing them to begin to perk up. His thumb and index finger set a slow pace, rolling and thumbing your nipples. Small breaths escaped into your kiss from his sudden actions, but they were more than welcomed.
One hand came down and settled on your hip, guiding your body to move up and down along his. It didn’t take long to feel him hardening underneath you. The sudden friction between you both added to the shocks of pleasure you felt. A damp spot formed on your bottoms as well as his pants. He broke the kiss, helping you back down onto the bed. He now kneeled in between your legs, you could only look away with a burning face as he lowered the waist band of your shorts. The slick was evident on your folds even under the lowlight. Itachi would make sure to ease you into this as best as could be possible. His index and middle circled around your clit, gathering the wetness from around to make it easier. The sudden sensation left your legs threatening to close as he speed up gradually. His other arm came down to hold your thigh. His fingers were soon replaced by his tongue, taking other the same motion as before. His fingers now covered in your wetness, lowered down to your hole that clenched around nothing.
Two fingers found their way inside of you, his other hand caressing your inner thigh to soothe any discomfort. Through his mouth on your, his delicate fingers dancing on your skin, it was easy to forget the feeling of being stretched out for the first time. Fingers lazily pumped in and out to prep you for the real thing. His dick ached against his pants. Itachi went on for what seemed like hours, lapping at your clit, only breaking away when he believed you were ready. Looking up, he saw your flushed face as you turned to not look him straight in the eyes, still embarrassed from having him see you so vulnerable.
You sat up and so did he. “Let me help you.” Pulling his tank top off, hands trailing down his stomach. Years of training left him with defined muscles. He then helped you with yours. You now sat fully exposed in front of him. “Lay back down.” Laying back down, Itachi hurriedly discarded his pants and underwear — his half hard dick finally free from its confines. One hand lazily pumped himself while the other parted your legs and continued to circle around your clit. His fingers spread around your slick as to make his entrance as smooth as could be. “Bend your legs and spread then for me precious.” Itachi smiled as he now lined himself up with you. Face inches from yours, his arms at each side of your side.
He pushed in ever so slowly but it compared nothing to his fingers. The burning sensation caused your hands to shoot up, clutching around his biceps. “Wait… wait please it hurts so much.” Eyes shut, you halted him. “Relax, I need you to relax for me baby.” He moved again, and again your hands clenched around biceps. “Please Itachi just slow down.” He waited a few seconds with just the tip at the entrance, before moving forward. You could only try to relax as to combat the pain, hands still digging into his biceps.
Slowly he inserted himself more and more, stopping every few seconds to allow you time to adjust and have the pain subdue. After a minute he had full bottomed out. His thrusts were slow and deep allowing you to feel every inch of him as he felt every inch of you. He had waited so long to have you like, he couldn’t imagine it any other way. From his eyes, the moonlight shone perfectly on your face, highlighting your face marked with growing pleasure. Mouth slightly agape, eyes closed as you continued to grip on his biceps but now because of the growing feeling of content. Itachi whispered sweet words about how amazing you looked and how well you were taking him as he gradually sped up. Angling himself up as to deepen where he was hitting.
Itachi kept his fast pace, the pain now having been completely overtaken by this new found pleasure. His face was inches from yours, moaning straight into his ear — those sweet sounds kept him going. Even so, he couldn’t stop his mind from flashing back to the moment earlier today, when you so evidently went against him and the relationship. You had gotten to used the freedom of being a ninja, that it seemed you only thought about yourself. He’d make sure you were always reminded of him, and finally away from the outside world, where what you could only do now is obey him. You had told Itachi children weren’t something you saw so early in your life, as well as marriage. But after this you’d have no choice but to completely merge your life with him and let him protect you completely.
His mind was overrun with making sure he could keep you in line and there was only one way he could do that. His pace quickened and deepened now hitting that unknown spot deep inside you. Each time his tip touched it, the knot in your stomach grew tighter. Itachi was chasing the highs for both of you guys. Your hands wrapped around his neck, bringing you both cheek to cheek, letting your sweet moans guide him. They only helped to push him evermore off the edge and in short time your body could no longer hold back the knot in your stomach. Drawing out his name in a long breathy moan, your legs closed in around him as you came around him. The tightening of your walls cradled his dick, drawing out his orgasm as he helped you ride the wave of your own. “I’ll make sure you never forget me.” It was low and threatening, barely able to be made out in the heat of the moment. His hips bucked as he spilled into you, the warm feeling a foreign sensation to you. Collapsing down onto your chest, he didn’t remove himself from inside of you yet — he needed to make sure it would work.
And it did. Before long, a month had gone by and you were now sitting in front of Shizune as time seemed to slowed once those words left her mouth. “You’re pregnant! It seems you’re approaching a month. I take it this comes as a surprise but don’t worry we will take care of any of your medical needs.” You left the examination room with a glossed over look in your eye, meeting Itachi outside in the clinic. He insisted to come inside but you told him it’d be best to wait outside and you’d tell him what it was after. He tried to ask what was wrong, but he was only met with your silence as your eyes stayed glued to the ground. Mindlessly you walked back home, opening the door to your apartment and sitting down on the couch. Itachi was closing the doors back turned to you when he heard the words he’d been waiting to hear. “Itachi. I’m pregnant.” Saying those words seemed to set reality hard on your shoulders. Tears flowed out of your eyes as Itachi come around to hug you — it seemed to crush almost all the air out of you.
Itachi wasted no time, you lived in a time where a child born out of wedlock was looked down upon. Hurriedly he gained the Uchiha elder’s approval on the marriage and held a small intimate ceremony with his and your family.
Married life was far from what you had imagined. Itachi curated your everyday now to what he deemed safe and reasonable for you to do, even down to what you’d eat to ensure maximum nutrients for the baby. And when you didn’t, he became almost unrecognizable, a man who seethed with anger as you tried to take any form of control back of your own life. Life became isolating, your parents and friends, not that you had many to begin with, stopped coming to visit. You had no idea why, but Itachi told them you were suffering from a weak immune system and they could bring in unwanted diseases. Who would dare to question? Ninja duties ceased immediately as he had enough resources within the clan to sustain your new family.
From the outside everyone saw a doting and loving husband who wanted to ensure a stress free pregnancy for his wife, but from the inside you knew Itachi wouldn’t be content until he held control over everything about you, even how many breaths you’d take. Too little air and you might die, too much air and you’d choke. Too many dangers lurked in this world and you were oblivious to them. For now, or forever he’d keep you in this golden cage.
hello! Can I request a reaction from muzan, kokushibo, douma, akaza, Gyutaro, chrollo, uvogin, feitan, illumi, pain, deidara, sasori, itachi, Carla and Shin Tsukunami. about how they would react if their loved one were kidnapped because of the "relationship" they have with these characters (the loved one is still not aware of the characters' feelings). In the kidnapping the beloved is subjected to a type of "interrogation" to obtain information and since she does not know anything she ends up being a little tortured.
My limit is 10 characters and you gave me 15. Now, I don't know if you intended for this to be split in 2 requests but since you didn't clarify anything I cut out 5 characters from here.
🌧️Pain at this stage is for you nothing more than a mystery. A shadow in the streets with his presence not detectable yet still omnious. In Amegakure he is hailed as the savior and the judge at the same time though no one can truly attest to whether he is true but only a myth created to scare the crowds. Indeed, you too don't know whether he is real or not. What you don't know is that whilst for you he may be nothing more than a fearful hush on the streets, for Pain you are very real. Don't you sometimes get the feeling that you are being watched even though no one is there? Don't you sometimes imagine a shadow behind you that vanishes the moment you turn around? You are being watched constantly as you have a strange grasp on Nagato's heart yet with his body barely holding together, he can only protect you through the bodies of Pain. All too familiar with the feeling of loss though, you are closely monitored at all times. Threats and minor inconveniences are taken care of with brutal efficiency as Nagato eliminates all before it could escalate into any danger for you. He has learned from the past that the world is cruel and unforgiving so mercy is a good not needed for his vision.
🌧️Yet despite close surveillance one day you simply vanish. He cannot detect you any longer in the rain. Pain is unable to find you. Konan fails to trace you with her paper jutsu. Panic fills Nagato's chest, a familiar tightening around the hole left behind by the loss of someone important. His breath that already fails him at times gets cut off and the moment Konan returns with a look of failure on her face he shortly loses grasp of his control. His quiet and hoarse voice starts talking too fast and too much for someone who rarely uses it anymore, resulting in a coughing fit where Konan has to walk over and calm him down. A few things are obvious immediately though. You could not have left on your own, meaning that another person must have been involved. Whoever it was must have known about him or otherwise they wouldn't have worked so efficiently to escape without leaving any trace behind. There was never any reason to believe you knew you were being watched but whoever took you knew. Nagato fears the worst. That you have been taken to serve as a leverage against him. His mind takes him back to that day where Konan was taken and Yahiko took his own life. Not again.
🌧️What follows after is a terrifying hunt. Nagato is no longer the boy from back then. Konan is no longer that girl she once was. The death of Yahiko and the years that followed have desensitised them. The vision they share have dulled their empathy and the deaths that have piled up for it serves a greater purpose. Nagato doesn't get the Akatsuki involved for this is a personal matter that he himself sees as his responsibility to solve. When Pain discovers the hideout you are kept in, there are no chances he allows for the culprits to plead. He murders all but one for he needs information to figure out how they knew and if there are others still involved and alive. The problem needs to be burned by its roots after all. All of that before he even finds you and sees the torture you were put through because they thought you had information you didn't possess. Pain doesn't show anything, it is Yahiko who panics when he sees what has been done to you. There is no comfort he can give you through Pain though. So you are only untied and lifted up, too weak and dehydrated to walk on your own. You don't know where you are being taken. You only hear Pain stating in an absolute voice that from now on you will be safe.
Sasori
🦂Emotions are nothing more than a liability in Sasori's eyes. Humanity is a flaw that he has believed to have rid himself off a long time ago. Yet then you have to appear before him like a curse of the very life he has rejected. Initially it is your beauty that stirs his interest. It is such a shame to think that you will wither away so soon. But maybe he can do something against that. In Sasori's eyes he is offering an act of mercy to you as he starts watching closely, memorises every inch of your body so he may replicate it truthfully. Yet as he starts practicing and eventually stands above the limp body of a puppet made to be your image, something is terribly off. It shouldn't be. Sasori only ever strikes for perfection yet what he has just made, even if it isn't the final work, is an insult to your beauty. All the meassurements and the colour of your skin, your hair and your eyes are flawless yet it is still lacking. Why is that? This already has Sasori spiraling quiety as he starts observing with a brooding intensity. The answer doesn't give him any closure. In fact it only undoes him more. The very beauty that has so utterly entranced him lies in you being alive and human. He cannot replicate that.
🦂With that you become his greatest obsession and torment. He wants that beauty but he will lose it if he transforms you into a puppet. Sasori doesn't tolerate failure, especially not now that he believes to be so close to perfection. Yet before he can make up his mind about what to do with you now, you are taken. And Sasori? He gets affected by the abduction. Not in the way a human would for he is no longer one. This? It is yet another failure for he was so focused on you that he did n ot pay attention to his surroundings and noticed that others had discovered just whom he had his eyes on. In his mind Sasori has already claimed you as his so now this is far more personal than it normally would be for someone laid hands on his masterpiece in the making. Perhaps the lack of feelings is what helps him for he is able to focus and scheme without ever panicking or his mind scattering. The goal is clear and Sasori knows just as much what he plans to do with those who dared to steal what belongs to him right from under his nose. His pride has been scratched and the very fact that someone dared to do this is only another insult for they believed they could get away with it. Such disrespect has to be punished.
🦂As it is a matter of pride and as Sasori doesn't need anyone else finding out about you, he does it all by himself. Mostly to teach the young ones what it means to dare to underestimate him. A small part though needs to prove something to himself too as the very fact that they even succeeded is something that should never have happened in the first place. Everything is claculated. The few seconds of fear that lingers before he poisons them to observe the fear and hear the pleas of mercy before they die with the deepest regret and fear that they ever dared to test him. He's indifferent to your obvious fear when you see him for the first time, or rather Hiruko. Yet he steps out of that puppet and walks over to where you are tied up, brown eyes taking in the damage they laid on you. That is no way to treat a beauty of his. There is maybe the briefest hint of his eyebrow twitching as a wooden hand cradles your cheek, his thumb brushing over a nasty cut on your lips. Whatever plans he had with you, now they need to be delayed. As long as you look like this, he cannot do anything with you. However, he will make sure that from now on no one gets the chance to steal you away from him again.
Deidara
💥Deidara is much more of a social creature than his brooding partner is. His obsession is very much like the explosions he calls his greatest art as well. It's loud and it has his heart shaking. He is almost immediately smitten with you and he is neither shy nor careful about it. In fact he approaches you almost immediately whenever the chance is there with an infatuated grin on his face. The only smart thing that he ends up doing is at the very least shedding his cloak when he approaches you to hide that he is a member of the Akatsuki for now. Then again, with the way he constantly blows things up he isn't doing an excellent job to hide the fact that he is a criminal with a love for bombs either. His passion is hardly hidden either though as he creates fireworks that spill your name in the sky so you are either incredibly dense and refuse to believe that he is serious or you fail to see the deeper obsession that goes off for you at any time of the day. The more you deny that though, the more extreme Deidara becomes in return to have you acknowledge his feelings for you. That entails even more firework and more explosions. He screams his devotion whilst you cover your ears.
💥With all that he is doing it is hardly a surprise that the wrong people take notice of his feelings that are truly everything but subtle. All that they have to do is wait for the perfect opportunity before you are taken away. Deidara stays in denial for quite a while about it. At first he believes you're just playing a prank on him but the more time passes, the more volatile he grows. Eventually he blows up your house and other homes soon follow as if he believes doing so will push you out of your hideout. Yet when there is no sign of you and he is left in the middle of the smoking remains of a village, he is finally forced to confront other explanations. As a man who operates on delusions he cancels out the possibility of you running away so the only possible conclusion he is left with is that someone must have taken you. And that is not funny. Really, not at all. There is no grand plan though. Not if you count blowing up everything in his surroundings is. Deidara just threatens people he comes across as he completely drops any subtle act he has hardly possessed in the first place. It'll all work out somehow in his mind. And surprisingly enough it really does.
💥You hear the screams and explosions, breathe in the scent of curling smoke and burned flesh before Deidara kicks open the door to the cell where you have been chained up and tortured. That optimistic grin he has on his face turns all wrong when he lays eyes on the way you have been treated into something much more angry and violent. Still, he is all sweet reassurances and kisses when he unties you and helps you outside the basement. Outside there is only carnage that awaits you. One of them is still somehow alive and tries to crawl away, wheezing through a bleeding face and punctured lungs. All Deidara does is laugh and unleash a clay spider on him that ends the job and leaves you feeling forever horrified and traumatised. Not that he notices. None of them ever deserved mercy in his eyes, especially by taking you away from him. Outside there is already a large clay bird waiting and he eagerly helps you on it, promising to give you a real show. High in the skies with the wind howling around he keeps that promise as he blows up the entire surroundings, erasing all traces of what happened down there with a bright grin and a sweet promise that now he will keep you properly protected.
Chrollo Lucilfer
📖Chrollo is the master of masks. The greatest pretender of them all as he can mold himself to fit in perfectly and fool everybody. There is no shame to be felt as you too fall initially for the act of this man. It is hard not to get pulled in as he is charismatic and knows exactly what he must say and do to swoon hearts when information is needed. Yet there is no mission around when the two of you meet and there is no need to get so close to you. Yet you remind him of gravity. Whenever you are around his heart and body seem to get pulled closer and instead of it disturbing him, it deeply fascinates him. This fascination is much more damnatory than anything else could ever be for you. Because the moment Chrollo notices something that intrigues him, he doesn't just observe it. He obsesses over it so that he may understand it and with no heist planned you are made the sole object of his intrigue. Around you he feels something he probably has never truly experienced before. It's a taste of something unique and precious that no gold or diamonds could ever replicate and so Chrollo makes the decision to keep you for himself. Around you he feels like he has a heart and one has to keep his heart close, right?
📖It is a grand feat to steal from a thief like him and the tiniest part of him acknowledges that when it turns out that you have been abducted right under his nose. That despite the Phantom Troupe keeping an eye out for him on you. Yet it changes little with the fate that will await those who dared to steal the heart beating outside his chest. Chrollo acts immediately but not irrationally. His spiders are all in and he knows that. Chrollo doesn't operate alone and that makes everything much more efficient and also much more terrifying. Shalnark manages to track you down and locate the place where you are kept in and Pakunoda manages to retrieve vital information from one of the culprits they capture before he is succumbed to a cruel death. Throughout it all Chrollo reminds terrifyingly calm and composed though. There is more at stake than there has ever been before and somewhere within his chest he even feels that but his emotions have never been the kind to burst out. He arrives with the grace of a king at the hideout before he turns to his spiders. His orders are clear. He wants the leader barely alive for more interrogation. But otherwise? No survivors.
📖The place becomes a blood opera in a matter of minutes. A symphony of screams and death fill the building all whilst Chrollo calmly walks over corpses and crawling bodies. It is only when he breaks into the cell where you are being kept that some emotion flickers on his face for a moment. He sees the blood on your body and the injuries inflicted by people who didn't know how to handle you with the care and worship you deserve and a look of ice appears in his eyes. But eventually he gentle kneels down and frees you, his hands all soothing touches and his voice all soft promises of protection and revenge before he carries you outside. You have heard it all whilst you were stuck within but now you actually see it and it terrifies you. Chrollo senses it and shifts you in his arms, murmuring for you to close your eyes. You do. Not only because you don't want to see but because he feels like the only reassurance you have right now even if you know that he is responsible for all of this. There is indeed only the leader left alive though not for too long if you had to guess. None of that will be something you will ever have to witness again though. That's what he promises. You believe him.
Feitan Portor
☠️Feitan is one brooding and quiet mess already. A sadist who only ever feels loyalty for the Phantom Troupe whilst other life is of no meaning for him unless he can torture them. For him to catch feelings, as twisted and messed up as they may be, is a catastrophe already in the waiting and just waiting for the final catalyst. From his side there is only festering resentment though. Those feelings? To him they are worms that have infiltrated his chest and no matter how hard he might yank, they only snake deeper into his heartflesh. There is this very dangerous period where Feitan gets close to murder you in cold and cruel blood more than once as those feelings destabilise him dangerously. He wants to lash out on specifically you but he is unable to do that. So instead he lashes out on other people, whether they are innocent or not. Still, he does not allow you a peaceful life after what you have done to him so he leaves threats written in blood behind or voice mails on your phone where you can only hear hoarse breathing from the other side of the line. He relishes in the fear and paranoia he inflicts on you as he views it as fair payback after what you have done to him.
☠️And just when he believed that you had been the most stupid person he had ever encountered, someone even more stupid just had to come along too. What competition is this supposed to be? Yes, Feitan despises you but that doesn't change that he has already established you someone only he is allowed to torment and torture. Yet someone believes that they can just grab you and threaten him? As he stares at the recordings of the security system Shalnark has kindly provided for him, he doesn't know what he should be more furious with. The fact that people now start to believe that he can be emotionally guilt-tripped like a fool or the fact that they feared him so little when pulling through with their abduction of you. That fury simmers for painful minutes inside of him as he watches the recording loop from start to end over and over again. Until it finally breaks out of him and leaves him cackling there in ways that would terrify others to their bones. Because it doesn't matter. He knows what to do. He will storm this place. He will murder all of them except maybe keeping the one alive who annoys him the most for some fun later. And you? Oh, he will chain you up in his basement instead.
☠️Feitan storms into that place like a fury incarnate. It's murder on sight. And every time his blade slices through flesh and muscles and every time he hears the pleas and screams of agony, he gets more and more entranced. He taunts. He laughs. One time he even grins which has those spotting it running before they too suffer the same fate as the other bodies laying in puddles of blood. It is the one who rushes to your cell and threatens to end you that Feitan immediately deems as the one he will keep alive for just a while longer. Their fingers are gone before they can even process it and the scream of horror they let out is silenced when Feitan grabs their head and slams it against the wall. And as he stares there in his black coat and with a bloodied blade in his hand, he can see how you start shaking in terror at the sight of him. That's good. Means he won't have to teach you all over again to fear him the most. His rasp voice mutters quiet curses as he frees you before he yanks you up by your hair, demanding you to walk as he drags the unconscious body with him. They barely tortured you in his books. Not like they'll ever do it again. No one besides him does anything to you. You're his.
Tsukinami Carla
🔮You are being considered as his potential wife who will eventually carry his heir and continue his bloodline. Not because you are strong or skilled. You are only human after all. By all accounts nothing more than food for someone like Carla. It is a different fact which has him even considering to take a mortal as his wife and it is one that isn't build on logic in the slightest. No, it is something so utterly ridiculous which has Shin cackling when he first figures it out. Carla feels something whenever he sees you. A dead heart that should belong to no one stirs within his chest whenever there is so much as a trace of your scent in the air. Golden eyes analyse and inspect every twitch of your fingers and the way your lips curl the moment you are within his vision and even in quiet moments you dare to infiltrate his mind. Carla never expected to ever fall for the same foolish disease that inflicts humans in their short lives. Shin probably cannot help himself but mock his older brother for falling in love only for Carla to silence him with one quiet warning. He cannot let go of you. That would require a selflessness he has never possessed and so Carla decides to make you his.
🔮Yet perhaps he simply considered for too long instead of succumbing to his instincts immediately. Because you are stolen just when he has made the decision to make you his wife. Oh, Shin is having the time of his life when he finds out. Carla on the other hand locks himself in his room. Not to grieve. That would be too human for him. No, to scheme. To strategise. To locate those who laid hands on what he has just decided will be his and to plan how to punish and murder all of them in ways they deserve. He doesn't want Shin's help nor does he really require it. Not with the power that he holds. Carla isn't even angered with you. As a human there is nothing you could have done but that only proves why you will need him and his protection the moment he has retrieved you. In fact he isn't even insulted that other forces now try to use his attachment to you as bait against him. He has accepted his feelings for you at this rate and harbors no resentment or anger. No, his wrath is solely directed at those who believe they can steal his spouse away from him and be foolish enough to believe to witness the next sunset. He will make all of them pay to leave a clear message to never touch you again.
🔮There is no commotion. There are no screams. There is no explosive and brute violence. That is beneath Carla. In a way that makes him much more terrifying though. The people who have captured don't even get a chance to run or beg before all of them are erased. There aren't even bodies left as Carla uses magic to not leave anything behind. By the end of it all it is as if none of them have ever existed. There is only one alive though Carla has made sure that he does not speak unless he is being asked. From him he retrieves all the information he needs before that person too vanishes into the nothingness they have always been. Only then does he retrieve you out of the cell you are being kept in. No blood on his hands or clothes. No bodies that could fuel your imagination. Instead he appears before you like an angel sent to rescue you and all of that is a calculated pat of Carla's plan as he takes you with him and nurses you back to health. Because in your eyes in that moment he is the hero who saved you from the savages and the quicker you start adoring him, the sooner he can claim the sole spot in your heart and mind and make you his utterly and completely.
Tsukinami Shin
🐺Shin is a dangerous man. He sees humans as beneath him. As little toys and snacks that he gets to abuse and use freely as he is something better than they could ever dream to be. So when you catch his interest you may as well start counting the last few days of your life that you will end up enjoying as soon enough your life will belong to him. And you better believe that he will have all the fun with it that he can squeeze out of you. You though? You won't have so much fun anymore. In Shin's eyes you become his favorite toy which he always prioritises but not with care and tenderness but sadism and cruelty. He may not immediately take you but he is already playing his twisted little games with you long before you know what he is. He sends his wolves chasing after you, he breaks into your home and even attacks those important to you to break you down and have you cry for him. It all serves as the sole purpose so you may keep him amused and entertained as he has zero remorse and probably laughs in the fact of your tears, demanding for more from you with a grin only a true psychopath could give you. Your entire life becomes hell.
🐺And yet someone snatches you out of his grasp, leaving him clutching empty air. Carla merely reminds him that this is his own fault for Shin has been far too careless with you yet the younger brother is for the first time not feeling quite as carefree and amused as he does mostly. Don't misunderstand. The grin is still on his face but it is twisted with mad fury and disbelief. Seriously? Someone thought they could just take his favorite human toy away from him? For what purposes exactly? You know what, it doesn't matter. Because now they have a problem and Shin will make them pay with blood and tears. There is little Carla can do to remind him that he should make a plan first before storming blindly away but he knows that his little brother wouldn't listen anyways so he just lets him do as he wants. This is Shin's mess to fix after all. Shin immediately lets his wolves track down your scent which they are very familiar with as they have hunted you down for fun multiple times before. Shin meanwhile twists a knife in his hand, mind already racing with all the ways he can and will make each person responsible suffer. He plans for no survivors. None of them are of any use to him.
🐺He announces his presence boldly and loudly and relishes in the mixed expressions of shock, panic and fear on all of their faces, your included, before he creates hell on earth. His wolves tear those they catch apart and purposefully kill the bodies slower to prolong the pain and suffering. Shin assaults them with his knife and stabs them over and over again without going for death blows. He sets some of them on fire and watches as they scream while they burn alive. He laughs and cackles in amusement as people cry and plead and beg yet he gives mercy to none. Some of them he might promise it only to ultimately send his wolves after them. He puts on a show especially because you are there and are forced to listen and watch it all. By the time no one is left there to survive he walks over and kneels in front of you, cutting you free. He comments how he doesn't like how others touched and harmed you because now you remember their pain instead of his. He might even lick a bloody cut or two and sigh in disappointment because you bleed so deliciously for someone who isn't him. He kicks a corpse on his way out and you swear you hear ribs crack as he does. He killed one hell to bring you back to his.
Kibutsuji Muzan
🩸Once upon a time a human himself, Muzan has long since shedded any attachment he has to the life of one. Perhaps he never had any to begin with. He certainly holds no regret over having lost his own so long ago as it finally freed him from the shallow and frail shell he was stuck in from the moment he was conceived. Humans are food and at the most potential foot soldiers when injected with his blood but never anything more. Your life on the other hand? It threatens him in such insignificant yet simultaneously significant ways that offend him even though he tells himself that it shouldn't. Throughout his entire life Muzan has never loved anyone. He has had wives and he has had people warming his bed but never before has anyone gotten as close as him forming something akin to attachment for the only person he truly cares about is he himself. Yet here you are, swimming within his mind and stealing his focus and attention away from the sole goal he has had for centuries now already. So many times already he has been close to odering his demons to kill you only to pause and hesitate. That hesitation is always enough to make him call it off.
🩸Up until now Muzan has been in denial. So when he finds out that you were taken by humans who know of the existence of demons and his existence and want to use you for information, he should let go. After all you don't know anything about him as you aren't even aware that has been watching. It is almost as if the universe tests him by giving him the chance to forget about you and move on as he has been the one blaming everyone and everything except his own heart. Yet what does Muzan do instead? He summons one of his Upper Moons and orders them to retrieve you and to kill everyone who has been involved in your abduction. He doesn't let go. Not at all. Instead he strives to get you back in his hold and is only after the Upper Moon has disappeared to track you down that he has the time to process that he could have just let you be but actively chose against it. He has no way out anymore. There is no denial left anymore yet still he doesn't take it gracefully. He decides to keep you as soon as you have been brought to him but he doesn't plan to be gentle. If you, a mere human, truly have this much of a hold on him then he has to rip the leash out of your hand have you subdue to him instead.
🩸Muzan doesn't get involved in freeing you himself. That much would be beneath him when he has so many paws who will do it for him with a simple command from him. Perhaps he believes it would be too much of a sign of vulnerability if he himself were to appear and free you. In his world it would stand for weakness and the chance of exploitation. But he waits. Every minute is a minute too long for him and when the Upper Moon eventually does bring you with them, they do not receive any praise from him. Instead they receive his anger because they took so long but he lashes out especially once he takes in the sight of your damaged and bloody body. It doesn't matter to him that this damage was inflicted to you before the Upper Moon arrived and that it wasn't their fault as the humans tortured you for information. All Muzan sees is that something belonging to him was damaged and he had no control over it which is in his mind reason enough to lash out in anger. He excuses the Upper Moon after they have regenerated before he finally turns his attention to you. Look at you. So weak. So frail. You should be on your knees and thank him for the fact that he extends his mercy to you by taking you as his pet.
Akaza
👊For Akaza you are a precious and beautiful flower that he has decided to guard so that nothing and no one can ever dare to rip you our and trample on you. He is the silent guardian that watches over you at night and keeps other demons who lurk too closely away from you. The secret admirer who leaves bouquets of flowers or gifts that he stole from others at your door or on your window. Even though he is a demon there is a certain reverence that Akaza exhibits when he thinks of you. He believes that you deserve to be treated with tenderness and care and those who do not treat you with that reverence he expects of them are either killed or scarred and frightened forever if they should be women. You don't know who he is but you are aware of his presence in your life even though he remains invisible to your eyes. Nevertheless, Akaza makes you feel protected and that knowledge alone is motivation enough for the Upper Moon to keep going. Sometimes when you're already asleep he dares to peek through your window and watch you sleep, always quietly swearing to never let anyone touch even a strand of hair on your head wrongly. Not as long as he exists.
👊But then one night he returns to find your house empty. Only the faintest traces of blood linger in the air and he immediately identifies that the scent belongs to you, accompanied by a human scent he does not recognise. Still, that is all that Akaza needs to pick up to piece the rest together himself. Someone took you whilst he wasn't there. He failed. It's anger together with grief and guilt that rapidly fill his veins and chest. He doesn't lash out within your house. It holds too many precious memories of the times he watched and stalked you. So instead Akaza breaks outside. Tree barks splinter and an entire section of a forest is obliterated in his rage and pain which he expresses through violence. Only after does he feel somewhat less angry. He is far from calm. Not with the knowledge that you have been taken away from him. But now he focuses fully on the hunt. Akaza will trace you across the entire continent if he has to do so and he certainly won't rest until he has saved you. Out of guilt for failing the oath to protect you though he starves himself on purpose, punishing himself until he has made up for his previous failure. He will enjoy the flesh of those who touched you wrongly.
👊When Akaza has finally located you after nights of endless searching, he can smell what they have done to you before he even sees it. The scent of illness and blood fills his nostrils and before he knows it, he starts attacking. The demon who normally enjoys battles so much doesn't laugh or smile once. He breaks bones and rips spines apart out of rage. The cowards dare to run away when they spot him with bloody hands but no one will escape him tonight. Not after what they have done to you. Once all signatures of life besides your own have died down Akaza rushes to your side. The guilt on his face is obvious the moment he finds you in the condition you have been left in all because they thought you could give information you did not have. He goes down on his knees, lays his head in your lap and whispers quiet apologies and guilty confessions of failure before he frees you and takes you far away from this place. That night serves forever as a reminder though that he has to become even stronger for you so that something like this can never happen to you again. At the same time on that night you are abducted by him so that he may protect you better from now on and hide you somewhere.
Gyutaro
🟢Gyutaro is a man who is deep down deeply insecure and spiteful all because he is all too aware that people have always despised and hated him for his ugly looks and will continue to do so. In return he has started loathing all of humanity so his feelings for you come as a shock to him and he doesn't know how to deal with them. But he doesn't dare to show his face in front of you because he is anticipating the same look of disgust and fear that he has received so often before in his life. Nowadays he relishes in it as he takes pleasure in the terror he inflicts but thinking seeing that look on your face? It terrifies Gyutaro more than he cares to admit and so he asks Daki to spend more time with you so that he by some extent can be close to you without showing his face or body. She objects obviously but eventually she just gives in after Gyutaro has promised to do something for her. She doesn't see what is so special about you but Gyutaro leans in entranced when you're close to her. He gets rid of anyone who looks at you in admiration and in his creepy desperation he breaks into your house to sniff your stuff and feel somewhat close to you. On somedays you find a weird scent clinging to your sheets.
🟢They don't know of Gyutaro. They are under the misconception that Daki is the one who is the Upper Moon and that she is the one who has such an interest in you when it is in reality Gyutaro who is telling her to do all of those things. Oh, humans really can always get so much more stupid. If they would have known that it is Gyutaro then maybe they would have never dared to even consider it to begin with. But that just means that he gets to kill and devour someone and relish in terror and fear. Daki openly tells him that she will not help him with this matter as this his problem. He is the one who is so creepily obsessed with you so you are his problem to take care of and not hers. Gyutaro decides to not argue with her and instead disappears to do exactly as she has told him to do. Whatever it is that is churning around within his stomach, he hates it though. It almost threatens to ruin his appetite but spite is ultimately always stronger. He knows that this will most likely be the night you will see his face and as much as that thought still frightens him, he decides that ultimately he won't care. After tonight you will be his whether you want to or not. Stockholm Syndrome is a thing, right?
🟢Initially they assume that he is another demon. Until they see his eyes. Gyutaro doesn't elaborate. He taunts them but he never gives them the full explanation. That makes the fear and agony so much more delicious after all as they die screaming their lungs out never finding out why he is here and not his sister. But Gyutaro takes his time. He lives for all they have to offer but he and they know that they won't be alive by the end of this night. He feeds from them whilst they're still conscious and alive, he snaps bones and be crushes throats until no one is left alive anymore. Only after does he make hia way to you. He hesitates briefly as something akin to fear of being seen and rejected creeps in before he enters. Obviously you flinch when you see him and part of him wants to snarl that with the way you currently look, you have no right to judge him for his own appearance. Yet the first question that leaves your lips instead is if they are gone. No comment about his appearance. Because Gyutaro may look like a monster and be one but he isn't the monster that did this to you. He's the one that saved you. And deep down suddenly Gyutaro is almost thankful that those humans treated you so cruelly.
Naruto characters n how they show their devotion to you.
tw Yandere-ish <3
include: sasuke, naruto, itachi, kakashi, gaara,
Uchiha Sasuke
- unspoken, inescapable devotion
Sasuke does not say it aloud. He does not need to. The depth of his devotion is written in the way his gaze lingers half a second longer than it should, in the way his presence shifts almost imperceptibly to stand closer to you, in the way your name forms in his mind before he can think of anything else.
He does not understand how it happened—how you managed to carve a place for yourself within him so effortlessly. But now that you are there, he cannot dislodge you. It frustrates him, this quiet tether, this unshakable attachment that follows him even into battle, even into his darkest thoughts. You have become a constant, a presence woven into his every breath.
He is not soft, nor does he seek to smother you with affection. But if you were to fall, he would catch you before you even realized you were slipping. If you were to call for him, he would be there before the sound had finished leaving your lips. And if you were ever to leave, you would take something from him that he would never be able to replace.
He does not say it. But you must know.
Uzumaki Naruto
- open, unbreakable devotion
Naruto does not love in halves. He does not know how. When he cares for someone, it is with his entire being, without hesitation, without restraint. You are no exception.
His devotion is in the way he looks for you first in a crowded room, in the way he saves you the last bite of his favorite food, in the way your happiness has become as important to him as his own. He does not try to hide it—why would he? He wants you to know. Wants you to understand that no matter where you go, no matter what happens, he is there. Always.
There is no condition to it. No expectation of anything in return. He simply is, unwavering in the way he chooses you, again and again, without question. He will stand beside you for as long as you allow him to, and even if the world were to collapse, even if you pushed him away, he would wait. Because he is yours, and there is nothing in this life or the next that could change that.
Uchiha Itachi
- quiet, thoughtful devotion
Itachi is deliberate in all things, and his devotion to you is no different. He does not need grand gestures, nor does he need to speak of it—his care is in the details, in the things he does without needing to be asked.
It is in the way he ensures you never walk on the outer edge of a path. In the way he subtly shifts conversations away from topics he knows you dislike. In the way he listens—not just to your words, but to what you don’t say, to the emotions behind them, to the truths you think you’ve hidden.
He is not possessive, nor does he demand space in your life. But he is there, always. A steady, unwavering presence that remains even when the rest of the world feels uncertain. And if you were to turn to him, to ask for anything, he would give it without hesitation. Not because he must, but because it is you. And there is nothing he would not do for you.
Hatake Kakashi
- reluctant, unshakable devotion
Kakashi does not want to feel this way. He does not want to care for someone so deeply, to tether himself to something fragile and fleeting. But it is already too late.
You are in his thoughts without invitation, lingering in the quiet spaces of his mind, creeping into moments where he least expects you. He catches himself looking for you before he even realizes he is doing it. He tells himself it is habit, something simple, something meaningless. But it is not. It is something far heavier.
He will never say it, never admit how much space you have taken within him. But his actions betray him. He will place himself between you and harm before you even notice the threat. He will remember things you mentioned only in passing, bringing them up months later as if they were never forgotten. He will ensure you are safe, cared for, protected, even if it costs him everything.
It is not something he will ever ask you to see. But it is there, in every quiet act, in every unspoken promise. And whether you know it or not, he will always choose you.
Gaara
- deep, instinctive devotion
Gaara does not have the words for it. This feeling. This need to have you near, to know that you are safe, to ensure that nothing in this world can ever take you from him.
It is not desperation, nor is it obsession. It is simply fact, as undeniable as the sand beneath his feet. He exists, and you exist, and that is all that has ever mattered.
His devotion is not something he voices. He does not shower you with words of affection, does not seek to make himself known in loud declarations. But he is there. A constant, unshakable presence. If you are tired, he will notice before you do. If you are troubled, he will not ask, but he will stay. If you are in danger, there will be no hesitation, no thought—only action.
You are the only softness he allows himself, the only warmth he has ever known. And if you were ever to leave, if you were ever to slip from his grasp, he is not sure he would know how to exist in the empty space you left behind.
♱ Cw: Set in shippuden ⋆ obsessive behavior ⋆ death ⋆ physical violence ⋆ blood ⋆ manipulation ⋆ depression ⋆ trauma ⋆ punishments ⋆ emotional dependency ⋆ forced relationship ⋆ mentioned impregnation ⋆ stalking ⋆ kidnapping ⋆ captivity ⋆ porn mention ⋆ stealing of personal belongings ⋆ tracking ⋆ forced starvation ⋆ dehumanization ⋆ forced feeding (?) in Yamato's part ⋆ Kakashi's part has one suggestive mention ⋆ self-harm in Sasuke's part ⋆ r-word cuz I can say it !!!!!! Don't come after me !!!!!!!!!!
♱ A/N: Lmao I wrote so much my notes app não tankou. There might be typos or grammatical mistakes cuz this has been sitting in my drafts for a week and I wanted to get this over with. Just point it out to me and I'll fix it.
𝓝aruto Uzumaki
Naruto is absolutely insufferable. As a yandere, he would be even worse. Naruto likes a lot of people, but only few get to see his actual love, and only you get to suffer from his all-consuming obsession.
Naruto has always been treated like some kind of disease in his village. He has countless memories of being a small boy and watching as people glared at him for no reason at all. So for you to not hate him, to see him as a person and not as a monster— that means everything to him.
And he's not embarrassed to express it, too! If Naruto is in love with you, you will know. Ignorance cannot save you in this case from how obvious he is. He's not the type of person to beat around the bush, lovebombing just to ignore you the next day, leaving cues, hints, mixed signals. No, he's better than that. Naruto is honest. Too honest.
I sincerely don't even know if it's possible to put his obsession into words, it wouldn't be enough. Let's just say that you're his entire world. Everything that Naruto does— he does it because of you, for you, thinking about you, seeing you, smelling you, you, you, you.
He constantly babbles your name is his sleep, and hugs a pillow to fill the gap your absence leaves.
You are all Naruto thinks about, that is clear to everyone who's had the displeasure of interacting with him. When you're together, he won't stop running his mouth about how much he loves you. When you're apart, he won't shup up about how much he misses you.
Naruto is the type of yandere that lets his obsession swallow him whole. Unlike what many people theorize, he is not delusional. Naruto will acknowledge that you don't share his feelings, but that doesn't stop him, he follows you to hell and back, determined to make you realize that he won't give up on making you his.
So fucking clingy. Once Naruto actually has his hands on you, he just won't let go. He grips you until his knuckles turn white. Being without you makes Naruto feel as if part of his very core is missing, and that feeling hammers at his head over and over again until his mind breaks.
He's the kind of yandere whose health depends entirely on your presence. He doesn't even care if you spit insults at him or outright attack him— that's how pathetic he is— Naruto is willing to subject himself to actual torture, all with a smile on his face, just because you're here. He couldn't care less if you hate him, as long as you stay by his side.
Naruto gives you two choices: you either stay by good means or by bad means. And he makes it clear, your life will be heaven if you stand by his side always, but he will personally make your life hell if you depart. He is not afraid to break every single bone in your body to make you stay. Don't even think about leaving, ever.
It literally doesn't matter what circumstances try to keep you two apart, it never lasts long. If you died and went to hell right now, he would crawl through the burning flames, kill satan himself, and drag you back to where you belong: with him
Now, don't get me wrong, he is not selfish like that. Naruto hates to see you sad, all he wants is for you to be happy. He does try to force his love down your throat, but if that doesn't accomplish anything, if you still hate him even after all of his efforts, if his presence is the root of all your suffering, then he will gladly destroy everything he built if means bringing peace to your soul.
What's worse is that this obsession never ever diminishes, no matter what happens. Funnily enough, his love is so pure that it becomes cruel. Even if you were a criminal, Naruto would be on his way to clean your name. Of course, he's extremely fucking upset that you decided to join the enemy's side, but at the end of the day, you are the one who matters the most, not those innocent lives you took. Everyone deserves a second chance, and you deserve as many chances as possible. Even if you went as far as killing him- dugging a sword right in his heart, he would thrust himself further on the blade, if it meant being closer to you.
His jealousy can be quite complicated at times, you're allowed to interact with anyone as long as they're not hogging you. He doesn't like seeing you with other people, pouting every time you pay attention to someone else. But what is he supposed to do? Isolate you? Of course not. He doesn't really care about your social life as long as he's the one receiving the most attention, the most love and the most affection. If he sees you acting like that with anyone else or, god forbid, with someone he doesn't like or deems as dangerous, he will get angry pretty quickly.
This guy does not play about you. If a friend of his were to make a lighthearted but mean joke about you, Naruto would quickly get serious and tell them to stop immediately. Sure, Naruto might be a kind and friendly guy, but just hearing someone threatening to take you away from him is enough for Kurama to come out and destroy everything.
Everything that he does, he does for you. The least you could do is make some effort as well! Naruto does not wish suffering upon you, but if you're not willing to behave and keep trying to run from him then you leave him no choice! Do you want to be stuck in his messy, ramen-smelling apartment? No? Then be good for him.
𝓢asuke Uchiha
You absolutely infuriate him. Sasuke is introverted, bitter, glaring at anyone that comes near him. But he tends to be... Different around you, and not in a good way. Sasuke is cold because he was broken over and over again, seeing, suffering things that no child should ever go through. He had to grow quickly, too quickly, building hard, dense walls so that he never loses to his own feelings again. His indifference towards others doesn't steam from actual hatred, but from a need to protect himself, to show that he is not weak. But you have noticed how his eyebrows furrow more around you, how he ignores you only to get snappy with any interaction. That behavior seems to have a reason behind it, and for the longest time, you really believed that Sasuke hated your guts.
His plan worked. Sasuke wanted you to believe that he hated you, he wanted to believe that he hated you. He wants to hate the way you look at him with worry, he wants to hate your bright smile, he wants to hate your kindness and the way you behave and the way you dress and laugh and-
He just... Can't.
There's no use in trying to fool himself. He can glare and snap as much as he wants, but his mind always betrays him. You pass by and he scowls, trying to ignore the way his heart hammers and how his face burns whenever he hears your cute laughter.
For such a long time, he really just hated how he loved you. Love serves him no purpose, it leaves him soft and weak and needy right when he needs to man up and go after his goals. He needs to be as hard as steel and as sharp as the blade he carries yet you always reduce him to nothing but a boy who once whined for attention.
So he does what he does best: he avoids. He tries to convince himself that his attraction is rooted in the desire to reproduce. You have good genes, you could be useful for restoring his clan. But why does the image of you wearing his clan symbol leave him feeling so hot?... Perhaps leaving everything behind will make him forget you, perhaps surrounding himself with darkness might stop him from craving your light, perhaps watching the life fade from uncountable amount of eyes might snap him out of that fantasy where he's able to press his lips against yours. But Sasuke was childish to believe that anything would make him forget about his one obsession.
It makes him so angry... You make him so angry, he cannot hate you and that makes his blood boil. Training becomes his main distraction, straining his body to get rid of that fuzzy feeling. Sasuke punishes himself whenever he catches his mind drifting towards you again. You have gotten in his way for far too long, he wants you gone. But his arm seemed to forcefully paralyze before he could plunge his sword to your heart.
But the real danger begins when Sasuke finally comes in terms with his own feelings. He accepts that he loves you, that he's obsessed and too far gone. It puts an end to years of suffering, it quiets the havoc that his mind once was. He used to ignore you, but now? A pair of red eyes watch you closely.
He will only be able to rest when he finally has you.
Even if you're far away, he always manages to find you. Not breaking in, not talking to you, just watching from a safe distance. He wants to know what you're doing as he's on the road to revenge.
However, Sasuke has lost too many people already. He wouldn't be able to continue living if his darling were to pass too, and he needs to keep living, he has a mission he must fulfill. So I do imagine him eventually kidnapping you. He must think that since he's a dangerous criminal, you would keep your bite down but no.
It might not look like it, but Sasuke is infinitely patient when he needs to be. Do not test his kindness, however. At first, your behavior does annoy him greatly but he's willing to let it pass. You're scared, that's understandable. But if that persists even after staying with him for a long time, he will start to get angry with you. Sasuke can say really, really hurtful things, but I can't imagine him physically hurting his darling or their loved ones as it would just make you hate him. But I do picture him threatening to do so, he doesn't plan to actually follow it, but he can be so scary sometimes it shuts you up real quick
You won't be able to live normally with him while he's a moody young man driven by revenge. But as soon as all that war is over, he changes a lot as a person and as a lover. Eventually planning to settle down with you and even add a few kids in the picture if you want.
𝓢akura Haruno
Sakura is a rather... Unpredictable yandere. She doesn't have any concrete reasons to fall for someone, she just feels a tug and she follows it. Maybe she might have thought you were nice, or funny, or beautiful— and what was once just a simple admiration, turned into a crush, which turned into love, which turned into obsession. And similarly to Naruto, once she has her eyes on you, she doesn't dare to look away.
One day you're friends (or strangers), but when she gets home, she finds herself fantasizing about the smallest details about her darling while kicking her feet.
She hands you the most beautiful, red rose of the bush. It's torns break her skin, making blood dribble down her hands. And even if you step on that rose, she will look for another one, again and again, until you finally grow tired and accept it. That's how I would describe her love.
Sakura is not shy at all! You will immediately know it if she likes you. Sure, she might be nice but Sakura still has a bad temper, Naruto constantly falls victim to her knuckles. With you, however, she's the calmest person in the world. It doesn't matter if you're annoying, she'll think it's endearing; or if you're just straight up a bad person, she will defend you till her last breath.
Unfortunately Sakura is a little creepy. Sometimes she will randomly try to kiss you when the moment seems fit. She convinces herself that you love her too, you're not ghosting her, you're just shy. When you're not home, she will enter your house as if it was also hers. Placing her shoes next to yours. Laying on your bed as if the sheets know her. Hugging your pillow and picturing herself waking up to your pretty face. Taking in the scent of your unwashed laundry and feeling your lingering presence on them. Using your personal items like they belong to her, too.
I can even picturing her using your toothbrush. Freak.
Absolutely smitten. Nobody else matters, you become her absolute favorite. She's willing to ignore anyone's attempt to spend time with her just for the chance of getting your attention.
So so jealous. Especially if you ignore her then give attention to someone else. She fails to realize how much she's bothering you with her constant smothering. She's always all over you. In fact, ignoring her would just make matters worse, she starts seeing everyone else as competition, and she becomes at least 2 times more suffocating. She's just god bent on making you realize how she's the perfect match for you!
Talking about that, she loves attention. Give her a single compliment and she will remember it for the rest of her life. As a submissive yandere, she tends to forgive everything you do. So what if you constantly yell at her? You were just having a bad day. That's how she is— a single good memory can compensate for life-long suffering.
Unlike Naruto, she really couldn't care less if you're a bad person. Commit homicide and she'll be there to clean the blood, burn the village to the ground and she'll check your body for any damage. You're just so perfect! You can do no wrong, those people who are after you just don't know you like she does!
And she probably isn't even aware of how fucked up her feelings are. It doesn't make sense to her- when you love someone, you must give your body and soul to them. She does everything she does because this is what true love is like!
Probably would try to kidnap you. As a medical student, she believes that you can only be safe once you're trapped in her grasp, between 4 walls and constantly monitored by a smilling pink-haired girl. And after what happened with Sasuke, if you show any signs of an upcoming fleeting, it will send her in a panic. But Sakura is such a docile yandere that all it takes is an angry "Let me go!" For her to comply. After all, she can't risk getting on your bad side.
And since she's a medic, Sakura knows better than anyone else just how fragile the human body is. There's so much danger around the world, so much disease, so many ways to die— she becomes incredibly paranoid about your health. She forces you to do monthly checkups, nags you about food and hygiene and what you should or not do. She becomes unbearable.
Since she wants to make you happy, she would do anything you asked of her, even the inhumane, cruel things. The need to please you is so integrated in her brain that she can't think of how sick and evil she has become. So what if the whole nation is after her head because of you? She just wants to be good for her special one. If were to betray the village, she would immediately try to join you, too. Doesn't it sound romantic? Running away with someone because the world doesn't understand you?
You might treat her bad sometimes, so what? Your love is one of a kind, nobody would get it...
𝓚akashi Hatake
Kakashi uses a mask of a stoic and monotone persona to hide the absolute turbulence that are his feelings.
Love is actually something that goes through his mind a lot, reading "romantic" novels somehow feel therapeutic, they are a contrast to the bloodbath that is his life. But he's always an outsider when it comes to love— he likes to read, he likes to picture those situations, but only as an observer. People have flirted with Kakashi before, but he didn't feel anything. He's shy, he's closed-off, so he fails to comprehend how could anyone desire him in such way. He has never imagined himself with anyone, romance flusters him too much. And for the longest time, Kakashi was convinced that he would die alone, and that thought surprisingly didn't bother him.
Until you came along, and suddenly, dying alone became one of his greatest fears.
At first he didn't think much about it, it might be just a little... What do people call it again? A crush. That word didn't sound right. But he understood that he held great affection for you and that Kakashi longed to keep you safe, that's normal. As a jonin, putting people's lives above his own came naturally.
Then he began projecting. When reading, he didn't just picture the characters anymore. You would pop up in his head, he would imagine himself holding your hand, hugging you, kissing you, getting intimate with you- just these thoughts alone were enough for Kakashi to drop the book and take some fresh air. Thinking about you like this flustered him to no end, and realizing that he found himself enjoying those thoughts was enough to make his entire face burn!
However, love hurts, life gets you dependent on it before stomping on it right in front of you. That's why Kakashi always steps back from relationships— he's terribly afraid of getting attached and suffering. Part of Kakashi feels like his love is a curse, he kills everything he touches, and that thought haunts him every single day.
He tries to keep his distance, he really does, but obsession doesn't know mercy. Kakashi doesn't realize it, but he's always subconsciously showing his love for you. Either by always keeping an eye on you, or neatly killing that one creep who won't leave you alone, or spreading rumors about you so that he's the only person you can run to.
Something grows inside of Kakashi, a feeling that's harvested every time you go on missions or stand too close to someone or hold a kunai too carelessly. Paranoia keeps Kakashi awake at night, words in his head that get louder each day— Kakashi is convinced that you are going to die soon— that voice gets impossibly louder, shouting at him until his eardrums bleed. And he can't take it anymore.
Kakashi kidnaps you, and nobody suspects a thing. Kakashi has been a well respected and loyal shinobi for years, there's no way a missing person is currently being held captive at his house, that's ridiculous. But you know the truth, Kakashi has a dark side that only people who are no longer alive got to see, while you have gotten a glimpse of it.
In any normal situation, he would have been ashamed to lock you away like that. But this isn't a normal situation. Kakashi has long been blinded by the fear of losing you to the point where he couldn't think straight anymore. Unfortunately for you, he's still as smart as ever, and extremely skilled, too. So there's no running away from him.
The problem is that, Kakashi is confident that you can be safe and sound in his house, but he doesn't trust himself to get close to you. Kakashi has successfully convinced himself that he's going to hurt you, that he is too brute to take care of something so delicate. So you are confined in a house that holds energy far too heavy for a civilian to bleed, with little human contact. Your captor is never home, refuses to touch you and can barely hold a conversation.
But this is all for your own good.
"You will get it someday," You never do. For only a deeply scarred and traumatized mind such as his can find logic in his actions.
If you wish to suffer at least a little less, you will have to accept his love.
𝓢ai
Sai might as well be the most oblivious yandere in the whole series. Sai was trained to repress his own emotions as much as possible, leaving him empty, only the shadow of a person who didn't get to exist.
Joining team 7, without a doubt, was the best thing to ever happen to Sai. Slowly, he learned how to be human again, how to feel. The second best thing to ever happen to him was you. The only reason you're not in first place is because, without his comrades, he wouldn't have been able to fall in love with his darling.
You make him so confused, so stressed. He tries to solve this situation with logic yet his feelings get the best of him every single time. At first, you were just supposed to be a friend, someone he could count on. But as time passed, he notices his body reacted... Rather oddly in your presence. He tries to paint a landscape, only for his mind to wander back to your bright smile. Part of him is happy that you're able to express yourself so freely, but the other part feels a slight sense of gloominess- Sai is not sure if he'll ever be able to smile as genuinely as you do, you make emotions seem so easy. His brush came to a stop, as he realized he had been drawing you this entire time.
Suddenly your figure occupied every page of his sketchbook, white paper covered with all sorts of colors, you were painted with such sensibility that it could make a professional artist give up on their career. Sai couldn't think of anything else, couldn't draw anything else. That bothered him, a lot. He couldn't concentrate on his own life or missions, his mind kept going back to you.
He couldn't understand why his heart threatened to burst out of his chest whenever you're around, or why his face got so hot that one time you complimented his artistic skills, or why his hands were now dirty with the blood of someone who wronged you.
Sai, being the oblivious yandere he is, turned to the solution that always helps him out: books (they actually just make him even more socially retarded but he doesn't know that). If he wasn't training or obsessively drawing you, most of his day was spent in that old, dusty library. So many authors describe what love is, yet it never seems enough. Until one book finally decides to touch the topic he had been searching for, perfectly translating his thoughts and feelings into one simple word: obsession.
Oh.
But just words on a page aren't enough for him to fully grasp his newfound emotions, so he begins to stalk you. As an ex-root member, he's terrifyingly good at watching you without alarming anyone. Sai thought that by watching you, he would finally be able to understand something that he desperately needed to grasp. But instead, all it did was make him worse. All that stalking did was set his feelings on fire, he felt this weird impulse to... Take you.
So he did it! Having constant access to you visibly relaxed his body and mind, and that told Sai that he was doing the right thing. His apartment is neat and clean all over, there wasn't much on the fridge before but he made sure to stock it with all the foods he saw you eating, you had a comfortable bed and multiple books by your side. So why were you crying and screaming at him?
He began reading romance books after coming in terms with his emotions. He already had an idea of what love should look like. So when you completely contradict his expectations it upsets him greatly. Why are you being like this? He was so sure he was doing it all right...
Sai, being the little dumb dumb when it comes to human emotions, would feel quite conflicted with your change in behavior. He sits at the park, pondering what should he do with you. In the distance, he sees an owner playing with their dog... An idea forms in his head.
You weren't the only one that had changed, Sai did too. He mimicked you, a reflection of your own behavior. When you yell or try to attack him, he punishes you either by cutting your food or holding your body tightly enough to leave bruises, maybe even breaking a few useless bones, why would you need your leg intact? It's not like you're allowed to leave anyway. And he's just so desensitized to violence he does it all with a blank expression. When you're sweet and accept his presence without complaining, Sai finds himself smilling, genuinely smilling. He rewards you with gifts or by showing you pictures of your loved ones, so that you know they're fine for now "See? They're safe and sound. Let's hope it stays that way."
You must play the role of Sai's perfect lover or else he gets sad. This relationship can work out! You just gotta stop being so difficult. Must he really teach you how to behave? Or do you want your best friend to get into an "accident"? You might even consider Sai sadistic but he disagrees completely, he's just trying to keep you in line. And if taming you like a dog is what it takes then what else is he supposed to do?
𝓨amato Tenzō
Yamato has no idea what love looks like, what it feels like. Sure, sometimes he would get a glimpse of the "romantic" scenes that Kakashi would read in public but those porno books mean nothing, they're just a sugarcoated version of love. Real, genuine love is ugly, he realizes that once he falls for you.
But can his feelings even be classified as "love"?...
Sure, he feels love for certain foods, shows, his comrades and students- but romantic love seems like a concept too far for someone like him to grasp.
But unlike Sai, Yamato is not completely oblivious. Once his heart starts beating faster around you, it takes just a little while for him to realize that he might have feelings for you. At first, he tries to brush it off. He's a busy man, finding a partner is not his top priority. However, things don't work like that.
Like a plague, your image starts to dominate every corner of his mind, little by little. He thought your face would be just a passing memory, but as soon as you got in, you didn't leave.
As soon as the dark, terrifying thoughts start emerging, Yamato figures that what he's feeling cannot be normal. Love hurts, but it isn't supposed to make him stare at his own reflection in fear of what he's capable of doing upon reaching rock-bottom.
He's the kind of yandere that would hold himself back as much as possible. Nobody suspects the horrible things that he's thinking, he wears his normal face and acts as if nothing is wrong. He smiles and laughs around you but his real self is trapped on the inside, scratching and tearing at his skin to be let free and just claim what rightfully belongs to him.
But despite how naturally he tries to behave, you might notice how he's significantly more protective with you. Yamato shows his love by lecturing you when you push yourself too hard, not letting you drink too much, or by hiding his seeds in your food so he can track you at all times... He's just making sure you're safe, that's all.
When Yamato notices that he's starting to lose himself, it's already too late.
He's not the type to actually threaten people, his scary face is enough for jerks to back off, and if that isn't enough, he'll just tell the person to cut it. Yamato is aware that's he's not... the most attractive. He's quite creepy and lanky and years of being a child soldier made him quite awkward and boring. Nobody would choose him in a room full of people, and that's fine, it never really bothered him until he actually fell in love. Yamato watches as his darling spends time with someone else and he tries so hard to hide how much it hurts. Suddenly, the thought of you leaving him for someone more pleasant, more beautiful, with less blood on their hands breaks him silently.
Yamato is overprotective, he has seen so much stuff and doesn't want the world to corrupt you, he doesn't want to see you sad or hurt. For that reason, I don't think he would be the type to actually kidnap you. Instead, like Kakashi he would try to sabotage your missions so that your title as a shinobi is forcefully taken from you. Obviously, he's the first one to know and the first one to console you. If you're dating, he would suggest living together just to keep an eye on you. As someone who's interested in architecture, Yamato could build an entire house to your liking, as long as it means he can also build a happy life with you.
Can you give a list of yandere who will 100% do this ????
I will once again make an unnecessarily long list including almost all fandoms I write for:
Son Hak (Akatsuki No Yona), Kent (Amnesia), Chiba (Assassination Classroom), Gakusho (Assassination Classroom), Itona (Assassination Classroom), Eren (Attack on Titan), Floch (Attack on Titan), Mikasa (Attack on Titan)
Hazuki (Darker Than Black), Hei (Darker Than Black), November 11 (Darker Than Black), Bruce Wayne (Batman: Arkham Series), Jason Todd (Batman: Arkham Series), Harvey Dent (Batman: Arkham Series), Bruce Wayne (Batman: The Animated Series), Terry (Batman Beyond), Bruce Wayne (The Batman 2022), Harvey Dent (The Dark Knight Triology), Makina (Deadman Wonderland), Kiyomasa (Deadman Wonderland), Akaza (Demon Slayer), Kokushibo (Demon Slayer), Obanai (Demon Slayer), Sanemi (Demon Slayer), Light (Death Note), Mello (Death Note), Kanda (D. Gray-man), Sheril (D. Gray-man), Tyki (D. Gray-man), Kou (Diabolik Lovers), Reiji (Diabolik Lovers), Ruki (Diabolik Lovers), Shu (Diabolik Lovers), Siyun (Dreaming Freedom), Hyoga (Dr. Stone), Kirisame (Dr. Stone), Stanley (Dr. Stone), Tsukasa (Dr. Stone), Ukyo (Dr. Stone), Shizuo (Durarara!!)
Jaime Lannister (Game of Thrones), Robb Stark (Game of Thrones), Tyrion Lannister (Game of Thrones), Hijikata (Gintama), Takasugi (Gintama), Tsukuyo (Gintama)
Akaashi (Haikyuu!!), Kageyama (Haikyuu!!), Oikawa (Haikyuu!!), Suna (Haikyuu!!), Tsukishima (Haikyuu!!), Ushijima (Haikyuu!!), Snape (Harry Potter), Tom Riddle (Harry Potter), Integra (Hellsing), Aemond (House of The Dragon), Jacaerys (House of The Dragon), Otto (House of The Dragon), Astrid (How To Train Your Dragon), Illumi (Hunter x Hunter), Kurapika (Hunter x Hunter)
Sesshomaru (Inuyasha), Miketsukami (Inu x Boku SS), Omni-Man (Invincible)
Anasui (jjba), Caesar (Jjba), Ermes (Jjba), Giorno (Jjba), Jolyne (Jjba), Jotaro (Jjba), Kira (Jjba), Choso (Jjk), Geto (Jjk), Gojo (Jjk), Nanami (Jjk), Naoya (Jjk), Toji (Jjk)
Crocodile (One Piece), King (One Piece), Law (One Piece), Mihawk (One Piece), Robin (One Piece), Smoker (One Piece), Kyoya (OHSHC), Crowley (Owari No Seraph), Guren (Owari No Seraph), Mikaela (Owari No Seraph), Shihou (Owari No Seraph), Urd (Owari No Seraph)
Blue Saphir (Sailor Moon), Prince Demande (Sailor Moon), Jin (Samurai Champloo), Hideomi (Sirius), Franken Stein (Souleater), Shaak Ti (Star Wars: The Clone Wars)
Butcher (The Boys), Kimiko (The Boys), Queen Maeva (The Boys), Soldier Boy (The Boys), Dominique (The Case Study of Vanitas), Dongeun (The Glory), Jaejun (The Glory), Elijah (The Vampire Diaries), Niklaus (The Vampire Diaries), Stefan (The Vampire Diaries), Arima (Tokyo Ghoul), Inue (Tokyo Revengers), Kokonoi (Tokyo Revengers), Alec (Twilight), Caius (Twilight), Demetri (Twilight), Felix (Twilight), Jane (Twilight), Marcus (Twilight)
If so, I'd like to request a headcanon of Team 7 yandere trope in relation to a kitsune reader/beast of Caldas🦊
What would the other Naruto teams be like if they were yanderes? (headcanons)
۶۟ৎ 𝐘𝐀𝐍!𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 | kitsune!reader
゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ syn : team 7 finds themselves strangely drawn to you—in a way they’ve never felt about anyone else. How do they react to their own darkened depths?
tags : yan!team 7 , typical yandere themes , obsessive and possessive behaviour , I’m trying to keep it as in-character as I possibly can , kitsune reader , reader is genderless and unbothered , murder.
note : I had a good portion of this written and then it decided to delete itself, so round two! But yes Naruto reqs are so so welcome, and I’m liking the idea of this. Sorry it took so long to complete!
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𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗓𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂 | jealousy is a disease
.’ The first time Naruto met you, he didn’t know what to think. You had these weird, watchful eyes that plucked through the delicate webbing of his character. It was like you knew something. So it was safe to say he was a little off-put by the idea of having you join team seven. I mean, there were enough of them as it is, right?
.’ What would throw him off the most, is that a part of him felt.. connected with you. Like a story unspoken and history unexplained.
.’ But Naruto being Naruto, he would fold pretty easy when he got hint of how michevious you actually were. Now he wouldn’t call it pranking people, but you were finicky, tricking those around you with smooth words and slight inconveniences. Like the time someone asked you where the nearest public restroom was and you gave them directions to a brothel. He had to admit, it was a bit funny.
.’ He would grow to tolerate you, then you would buy him ramen on an off chance you were trailing about, and then he’d love you. Anyone that pays for his ramen won a golden ticket straight into his good books.
.’ Now, Naruto wouldn’t be inherently aware of his own feelings. He knows what he felt for Sakura, but that’s the only basis he has on romance or any kind of relationship. So when his gut twists painfully and his jaw automatically snaps tight and the sight of you standing next to someone else—grinning in that sharp, uncanny way of yours—he doesn’t know what to do with himself.
.’ There’s no point in trying to battle with himself and speak reason, all he can focus on is the way that this new person leans into your orbit, enamoured with the way you speak—the same way he was. His head is a war, torn between acknowledging that yes you can speak with other people, and denying all logic and believing you should only talk to him. Be with him, and only him. Because why else would you want to talk to anyone when he’s all that you needed?
.’ After the first sign of his darkening thoughts, he stops, swallowing thickly as he realises that this.. isn’t like him in the slightest. With tense muscles, he forces himself to look away and goes back to his apartment. What he’s feeling is dangerous, and there’s nothing that could explain how horribly angry seeing you with someone else made him feel.
.’ Naruto isn’t loud in his possessiveness, it’s a quiet, simmering thing. Once your relationship (friendship or otherwise) progresses down the road, the more he grows emboldened to touch you. You’re not one to say no, so you allow him to drag you down the street whenever you hang out, ignoring the way he eyes constantly watched you, like he was searching for something only he knew how to obtain.
.’ One thing that he absolutely hated, was seeing you pay attention to others. Whether it be pointing them in the direction of brothels when they asked for a public bathroom, or when you eerily watched people pass by with a cryptic smile on your face. Every second made his blood boil. So, he would start making up ways to have your attention all on him.
.’ It started with doing something stupid. Tripping down in front of the team, bashfully scratching the back of his neck like it was all an accident—his gaze locked onto you just to see if you’d react. When your eyes glinted with amusement and laughed, his chest would ache in that good way he loved whenever you were around. Then it slowly started to progress further. He got reckless on missions, taking risks that were unnecessary and caused strife in the teams dynamic. None of that mattered, because each and every time your hands would grab him, yanking him away from danger like you just knew he would pull something stupid.
.’ And he’d grin when you yanked his collar, scowling and muttering obscenities because he was so stupid and reckless. Your breath would fan over his cheek, hot and heavy like one more stupidity driven move would cause you to sink your teeth into him out of frustration—and Naruto certainly wouldn’t mind that at all, not one bit.
.’ because of your.. attributes. You were a lot more fox like in appearance than he was. In saying that, you garnered a lot more attention, and a lot more scrutinising glares. Naruto was used to attracting that attention himself, up until he proved himself. But even then, there were people who still hated what he represented.
.’ It made him angry, no furious. Sure, you were a little unconventional in your ways. Always causing strife amongst the villagers—but they were harmless pranks! Things that he used to do.
.’ Naruto walked closer to you when going past vendors who you’d previously targeted, matching their scowls with an intensity that caught them off guard. His mind was a whirlwind of urges he’s never experienced before. Images of blood flashing on his palms, their eyes staring lifelessly into his own. It didn’t disgust him, not when he knew that he’d be doing it for you. He would only snap out of his daze when you slipped your hand into his and tug him along. He’d stare, mouth gaping like he was about to say something, and you’d shoot him this look, like you knew exactly what he was thinking. Swallowing down the flutter in his stomach, he followed along soundlessly.
.’ Naruto is jealous, but not cruel.
.’ “Hey, don’t leave my side, okay? I just want to protect you.. forever. Huh? Oh nothing!”
𝗌𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗁𝖺 | rage that consumes slowly but surely
.’ Sasuke knew you would be different to him the moment your foxy eyes connected with his. You were like that knucklehead Naruto, but not as emotionally intense. You were different in your own rightful way. You held yourself loosely, like the bashing remarks of others held no effect on you.
.’ You had an odd relationship with Sasuke. One minute he would be tolerable, easing into stiff conversation, then the next minute he’s scorning you. Your strategy is wrong, footwork off somehow—even though it’s not. He storms off before you can ask.
.’ He was supposed to be strong, the last remaining Uchiha with some semblance of dignity (but not really). That fondness in his chest, the warm, agitating feeling that built up whenever you were near, was a weakness. One he couldnt afford to harbour anymore. He’s tried and failed to get rid of it. No matter the time or space, you always managed to weasel yourself back into his spatial orbit.
.’ Now see, Sasuke is good with hiding how he feels about you. He’s not love sick, it’s a heavy feeling that settles deep within his chest. Something that feels like poison at the back of his throat, but so addicting that he can’t help swallowing just to taste it again.
.’ Your background intrigued him more than he was willing to admit. The sharp canines that poke out everytime you grin sparking interest whenever he’s in your vicinity—and he always is. Everyone else on the team found it odd how much Sasuke found himself in your orbit. Lingering, like a shadow swallowed up by flame.
.’ Soon enough Sasuke realised that he wouldn’t be getting rid of this feeling buried behind his ribcage, so he adjusted. He let himself linger just a bit, enough to settle the fire raging within whenever he was away from you. He wasn’t obvious, not to anyone else, at least.
.’ he’s jealous by nature. Sasuke hates to see you around anyone that wasn’t him. Believed that nobody deserved to be so close to you. Brush against you like they did.
.’ If people weren’t near you, they were avoiding you. Hated you. Sasuke didn’t need to investigate to understand the reason why. You looked strange, acted like secrets were yours to keep, deceived and lied, stringing people along because it was fun. He understood the hatred, but couldn’t help how his fists clenched by his sides whenever he caught someone glaring for too long.
.’ It infuriated him. Slowly but surely. When people got too careless around you, yanked on your tail too hard, shoved you when you were walking past—he couldn’t help but silently plot.
.’ Slowly, the people around you who had wrong you, scorned you, or prayed for your downfall, would start to disappear. He never acted surprised, never said that he didn’t, but you could see it in the way his cold eyes settled on you that he was hiding a lot more than he let on.
.’ “You’re not worth my time to do anything like that. Don’t be so arrogant.”
𝗌𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗈 | curtesy is thrown out the window
.’ She was definitely off-put by you in the beginning.
.’ The way you smiled a bit too sharply set off alarm bells in her head. When you first joined, she avoided you like the plague. Because look at you. You had ears and tails, things that weren’t normal. Naruto was a freak but you, you were worse.
.’ Toying with her would be the highlight of your day. Taunting, teasing, making her question herself. She would get annoyed, snap at you for being an idiot.
.’ Then something changed. She didn’t know when it shifted, why her opinion of you had gone from annoyance to reluctant acceptance. Sakura would still scoff and roll her eyes, pretend that she didn’t actually care about you in the slightest.
.’ But when you were around other people? She was all too aware of where they were looking, of how they stared at you. Either with poorly concealed distaste or with too much interest for her liking.
.’ Sakura has no qualms about dragging you out of a conversation—literally. Latching onto your hand, pulling so hard you stumble, muttering something under her breath about wasting time and having things to do.
.’ When she realises that her feelings for you are more than she initially realised, she recoils. Her attention had always been on Sasuke, never on someone like you. Someone so tedious and agitating. It takes half the time for her to come back. Shes probably the quickest to accept her feelings and say that it’s all because she cared.
.’ After she accepts her own feelings about you, it all goes downhill. Sakura is a lot more sly than she lets on. She goes behind your back, ruins what little relationships you have—because all you need is her. Nobody else was good enough, nobody deserved you like she did.
.’ She would plot the downfall and make it look like an accident. But you knew, you knew very well that everything was because of her. But what could you do about it? Sakura knew that you didn’t have a good reputation to begin with, so what’s a little more salt in the wound if she gets to have you all to herself?
.’ She will say it’s all for love, that you deserve only the best. These people don’t understand you like she does. Why waste your time? She will be there for you.
.’ “Don’t be silly. They don’t love you like I do, they could never get between us. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
.’ Kakashi didn’t feel any trepidation towards you, he was more curious. He’s dealt with strange cases before, someone like you. But you weren’t like Naruto, you were completely different. Strange, too still, too sly at times.
.’ You were annoying at best.
.’ Kakashi danced around the idea of enjoying your company. He definitely didn’t find your pranks stupidly funny, and he definitely didn’t give you opportunities to do them. Absolutely not.
.’ He would take a lot longer to process his feelings than the others. Not because he avoids it, but because he analyses it. He watches the way you strut around the markets like people didn’t hate the feet you walked on, he watched as you brushed people off and stole their wallet. He should intervene, but he doesn’t.
.’ His obsession isn’t loud, it’s quiet, ever present.
.’ Before he realised, he found himself walking closer to you. Always nearby, whether you noticed or not. He lurked in the shadows, looking relaxed enough that he wasn’t suspicious, but his eyes always found you. Tracked where you went, how frequently.
.’ Then he started showing up to the places you frequented a lot. A coincidence, he shrugged. Nothing more. But his posture was too carefully crafted, like someone trying to act like ease was second nature.
.’ When villagers acted out against you, struck you, spat words at your feet like you were garbage, his response wasn’t immediately anger. It was a slow, creeping cold that burned behind his ribs.
.’ After you were far away, and the streets were thinned to none, he made his move.
.’ How long he spent cleaning up the mess he made? He didn’t know. Didn’t count. All he knew was that they were gone, and Kakashi wouldn’t mind doing it again, if it was for you.
.’ “Ah, I was just passing through. Funny seeing you here.”
This was a bit rushed and mostly not edited, so excuse any inconsistencies or mistakes!
