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YANDERE ANBU/ROOT TENZO

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#SYNOPSIS— general headcanons of yandere anbu/root Tenzo

#WARNING(S)—stalking,unhealthy obsession

Meeting Tenzo would be spontaneous not something to double take. But for him it’s the small act of kindness that get to him. Nothing that would deem to be remembered but considering he’s part of an organization where children kill each other to survive it’s hard not to remember the small selfless moments without thinking they have some hidden motive. He’ll be confused, why would you do such a thing? And to him? Was it pity? An order from Danzo? Or some secret motive to kill him? He didn’t understand, he was far too confused to comprehend your selfless actions.

He’ll follow you around, stalking you in the shadows. Eyeing every little thing you do, he’ll learn your ins and outs. What you dislike and what you like. Hell, he might as well learn every route you take towards the shopping district/the marketing district. So he does, and he grows some weird obsession over you. You were far too kind to others than they were to you, selfish and honorable. So kind and noble, someone who was pure unlike him. He would never dare to present himself to you—not yet. He couldn’t let Danzo know about you, if he did he’ll use you against him. So he results in being your bodyguard from the shadows,

If he were to be bold, he’ll drop by your apartment/house and grow small flowers around your lawn.He’ll want to make sure his interest is known in you even if you don’t understand what’s happening. You might as well take it as a courting gift. His heart flutters whenever you water the plants he’s gifted you. He’ll leave little trinkets and notes for you, hoping you’ll accept each gift he gives you.

It wasn’t long before he met Kakashi, the man who had shown the light from the dark tunnel. He managed to save him, took him form the shadows and showed him just what it is to protect a village who cares about their comrades. It wouldn’t take Kakashi long to figure out Tenzo/Yamato has an interest in someone. He’ll put two and two together and try pushing Tenzo/Yamato to the right direction, he won’t understand just how infuriated Tenzo/Yamato really is with you. He’ll grow nerves of steel and bump into you whenever he can, apologizing like the kind gentlemen he is. He’ll force himself into your life little by little, coming off as the nice kind shinobi he is. Anyone could see he’s a total catch, a flustered man who easily turns red. Who wouldn’t want him?

OBSESSED OVER HIS EX! LOVER

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#SYNOPSIS— Headcanons + scenario on Recom Quaritch obsessing over his ex! lover

#WARNING(S)— dark quaritch(?)obsession, fixation, unhealthy thoughts,non-consent touching, implications of noncon/dubcon, personality crisis(?)identity crisis(?)

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom! Colonel Miles Quaritch

He couldn’t help but have a large grin on his face. You were back with him— back to where you were supposed to be. He would watch you like a hawk through the mirror; you were placed in a confinement similar to his son. Oh— he could stare at you for hours if he could. It was only until later that he managed to calm himself down. He was angsty and nervous; he wondered how you would feel about him— about his differences. But it wouldn’t matter, you’ll see he’s just like the man before him— if not better.

When he is face to face with you he nearly collapsed onto his knees. His hands trembled as he handed you the dog tag of the original Colonel Miles. He watched with anticipation as you took it; would you accept it? Would you accept this piece of remembrance towards the man you loved? It would give him hope if you did. To see that you cared for that man— that you care for him. That this relationship you have with him can still be salvaged. His heart nearly stopped when you chucked the dog tag across the room, tears streaming down your cheeks as you glared at him.

Anger coursed through his veins. No— no, you weren’t suppose to act like that. You were suppose to cry and wallow in grief over his death. You were suppose to sob and beg for forgiveness over your betrayal towards him. You were suppose to cling to him— it was wrong. His anger only amplified when you began screaming at him, throwing chairs at him. You lashed your anger out on him— why? Why was he to blame? It was your fault! All of it— he could of had a nice family with you. He could of been in his sons life— he could of married you! It was your fault. Everything is your fault— it’s because of you that he has these pesky emotions. It’s because of you that he can’t sleep at night— and you! Oh— you are going to pay for it; starting right now.

He would ignore your screams of protest as he caged you between his arms. He spent hours, days, weeks— months dreaming of you and to waste such a promising opportunity? He wouldn’t have that— no, he’ll take full advantage of it. His thirst for you will finally be quenched.

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No matter how hard your tried to wiggle away from him or how much your legs kicked you were pinned under him. His lips crashed into yours in a desperate manner. You shook your head from side to side but he chased after you, swallowing your sobs and whines. He glanced down, he wondered what you thought of him. Where you thinking of how desperate he is for you? Realizing that he longed only for you. He’d do just about anything for you— anything to make you see that he is alike to your ex lover. He’ll never let you go— no. Now that he has you in his arms he’ll make sure you’ll never step a foot outside.

His exhale was shaky, his nose buried into your collarbone, inhaling your scent. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, can you tell his desperation for you? He wore the same face of the man you once loved and cherished in the past. Yet you couldn’t bare yourself to look at him, your lover never looked like that— he was human; not Navi. He would speak in a tongue dripping with honey, tone brimming with love that he held for you. But his eyes— they’re yellow. How frightening they are— your lover had blue eyes; the type that you would describe midwinter. Frosty and cold yet held such beauty in them. You turn away from him, he is not the man you loved. An imposter— a fake; His eyes were so alien.

You would shrink away, cringing in his embrace. He would try to gain your attention with familiar touches his predecessor once done but all that he gained was tears and a choked sob ❝You’re not— ❞ In less than a second his soft caressing turned harsh. He gripped your jaw tightly forcing you to look at him. Anger swirled in his eyes, ❝ I’m not what? I look like him— I talk like him— I have his memories! Why aren’t you happy with me like you were happy with him? Look at me! It’s me your suppose to be with! Your suppose to love me— me! It’s me!❞

His fist slammed against the table countless times. His tail flicking behind him in annoyance, clearly this level of intimacy wasn’t working, he’ll have to take it up a notch. He pursed his lips, head bobbing as he recalled old memories between you and his predecessor opening up to each other in an intimate level. Yeah— that’ll do. Without a second thought his fingers pulled the collar of shirt upwards dropping the garment. He’ll make you his, create new mementos with you so that’ll you’ll forget the past— so that you can get used to your new lover— to the new him.

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characters — miles quaritch x female reader.

content w. — mature themes, dark romance, toxic behavior, blood, violence, character death(s), older man/younger woman, mentions of stalking, manipulation, unhealthy obsession, possession, sexual thoughts/fantasies, dark quaritch, abuse of power, nonconsensual touching, pet names, corruption kink &&. exhibitionism, unhealthy fixation, implications of overstimulation, masturbation, lolol smut!

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WITH HIS HEAD DOWN . Quaritch was breathing heavily as he then took a moment to process everything , his uniform that was tidy and neat was now disheveled— his hair messed up as well. The Colonel needs more , a whole lot more than before , the hardened soldier sighed as he opened his eyes which was now half-lidded. Blinking a few times before gazing up at the wall with a unreadable expression , his mind went into a blurred tunnel for a few a second before remembering his girl. A soft blush formed on her face as if his scarred self wasn’t flushed enough. " Fucking hell , ( Name ). " A growl left his lips , it wasn’t a scowl— it was a lustful one. Quaritch shifted around and flickered his eyes down at the ground for once again. Shaking his head before leaning back on his leathered chair , thinking about you and only you.

His breath caught in his throat , he brought his hand up to grasp his red , sensitive cock which caused Quaritch to slip out a low hiss as he tilted his head further. " Fuck . . . " He huffed , his head tilting to the side as the Colonel’s thoughts were filled with you. Such an innocent girl— you were just begging for him , to be taken care of and spoiled rotten. The man adjust himself in his seat as those same fantasies of you flooded his mind once again , a deep blush appeared on his scarred face. You were just too innocent for a cruel world like Pandora and he wouldn’t hesitate to protect his sweetheart from those savages known as the Na’vi. You needed him and he knew it.

Sitting there in his office , his hand gripping onto the armrest that was attached to his leathered chair in a aggressive grasp as the other hand held onto his cock— Quaritch took a deep breath before his mind drifted back to you , his mind flooded with such fantasies. Ones that was kept for him to think about whenever he had the chance to , with his head tilted to the side , rested on the chair he was adjusted in— the Colonel kept on thinking about his sweetheart once again.

Just imagining how pretty you’d look laying on his desk , arching your back as he gripped onto those small hips. His face buried into that small cunt of yours as it drooled for his attention which he would gladly receive , toying with it as he began to eat you out as if you were his last meal. Listening to the sweet whines and moans leave those quivering lips that were swollen and puffy , hiccuping as Quaritch’s tongue would thrust inside your folds at a unforgivable pace.

The thought of having you near him was dangerous. But he loved it , and he wasn’t complaining at all.

Pinning you against the wall , nearby an area filled with people as he caresses the sensitive parts of your skin , leaving wet and sloppy kisses all over. Listening to those beautiful whines and whimpers leave your kissable lips— pleading and begging for him to stop. The Colonel loves being risky and having his pretty girl pinned down on the ground , ass up in the air as he takes you from behind. Taking the risk of being caught , Quaritch didn’t care if they were caught— he would remind those that you belong to him and him only. Making the prettiest sounds for him , crying and begging just drives him insane. Holding back the urge to just run into your quarters and take you right then and there but he knew that he had to be patient , waiting for the right moment to make his move on the pretty woman who would soon be his.

Without even realizing it , he slowly stroked himself. He lets out a raspy moan , his eyes shut tight as he began to pleasure himself once again. Feeling his cock twitch in response to his touch , with another grunt— his other hand gripped onto the armrest as he pumped his cock at a slow pace , wanting to take his time pleasing himself as he continued to think about you. Grunting and would sometimes moaning— babbling your name like it was a chant , he picked up the pace. Quaritch tilted his head down and gazed towards the mess he created after countless times of masturbating to you.

" Damnit , fuck fuck— ( Name ) . . . " He mumbled , squirming and shifting around his chair just a little before grasping onto his cock ever so slightly. Lifting up from the leathered chair of his as he leaned against the desk , taking a deep heavy breath for a moment. The Colonel began to thrust his hips and continued to fantasize about you once again , imagining how good and tight you would feel wrapped around him. Imagining those soft cries , babbling to him about how you can’t take it. Oh— but aren’t you a good girl ? You want to please him and make him happy ? He knows that for sure , so why not let daddy take care of his sweetheart. Want someone to take care of you and protect you for the rest of his life ? He’s the man you want and need.

Here he was , thrusting his hips. Deep growls and moans escaped his lips— rumbling through his chest , so close to cumming. Quaritch moved his hand a little for a moment , breathing heavily as he used his free hand to cover his mouth. Preventing more pornographic sounds— he wasn’t going to let anyone find out what he was doing. His hand soaked and covered in cum from countless amount of times of masturbating , beginning to desperately babbling your name over and over again. Panting hard as he kept thrusting his hips into his hand that grasped his cock tightly , his grip firm and gentle.

Softly gasping , his breath hitches , he slipped out another deep and raspy moan before cumming in his hand once again. His body shuddered , his other hand leaving his mouth and harshly gripping onto the edge of his desk. A deep sigh of relief escaped him , throwing his head back and facing the ceiling— breathing hard and heavily. Recovering from what just happened , sitting back down on his leathered chair while he continued to grasp his cock which started to loosen. Staring down at his hand that was covered with ropes of cum— a complete mess. Quaritch sighed and started calming down from his high before cleaning himself up and was on his way to find an excuse look for you.

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YANDERE’S COMFORTING THEIR PARTNER

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#SYNOPSIS— general headcanons of yandere comforting their partner

#WARNING(s)—stalking, unhealthy obsession

( Itachi Uchiha || Deidara )

You were his beloved. Someone he truly loved and cherished and wouldn’t trade for the world. He knew your little ticks and what would make you twitch. He knew when you were sad and when you were happy. He understand you far more than anyone else ever could, even you. He takes great pride in such a thing, sure others would be fooled by your calm collective exterior but not him. No—never him. Every little twitch, every blink or eyes vacant lost in thought he’s got the idea that’s something happened, something is wrong. And he’ll figure it out one way or another. He’s not a very communicative man so his gestures of love would be acts of services or lending an ear to your troubles.

He would sit down with you, patiently and quietly. Placing down a nice cup of warm tea for you to drink. He’ll ask questions, questions that aren’t even tune with the subject you were bothered with. He’ll coax you into a false sense of security before cooling and striking. His words would be coated with honey, but the undertone would have a silver snakes tongue. The conversation would taken an unexpected twist, his charcal eyes narrowing down at you. Eyes flickering red as he progressed your words. He’ll make sure to get rid of the problem, he’ll make sure your happy and content with your life next to him. But there’s always the probability where you decide to keep your mouth shut and refuse to touch the subject. Believe him, he has other ways to make sure your babbling by the end of the night.

This man won’t notice at the beginning, it’ll take him a few days to understand somethings wrong before finally taking action. Unlike him you manage to have a collective exterior, able to control your feelings/emotions something that he can’t possibly do. He’s not someone to settle down and sit to talk about your problems. Instead he’ll try little tricks and trinkets to bring back your smile. It’ll start of with him creating small clay animals and exploding them, perhaps even creating a small play where they each explode in a tragic end.

If it helps in any way he’ll bully Tobi and cause chaos among the Akatsuki hideout.He’ll even bother Sasori just for the hell of it. He wants to see you smile, it doesn’t matter if he looks like a complete fool while doing it. He’ll buy dango along with other sweet treats. All that matters is you and your well being. He’ll grin, munching on dango as he talked about his day, he wants to get your mind off what’s bothering you, in no way would someone/something else have your attention. Only he can have such a delicacy of your gaze upon him.

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i think quaritch will definitely be a yandere for spider too cause ain't no way that boy not looking like his mama copy and paste 🤨

He definitely is! It just hasn’t been ‘ shown ‘ in the story but in the upcoming chapters we are going to see more into their relationship