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x3luvr · 4 months

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Love, Lust & Him —

Itachi x Reader

— In which the physical bond between you and Itachi only deepens the longer you're apart. —

a/n: I'm feeling nostalgic, I miss my Naruto era ;(

(Not proofread !!)

It had been so very long since the last time you laid eyes on that crimson, gem-like gaze of his. Nostalgia enveloped your insides as his charcoal locks, which were now grown out longer than you'd last remembered, framed his pale, almost sickly appearance. The man was called many names, a murderer, a threat, a prodigy. However when you stand before him now, watching his cold expression morph into a look of longing, a look of love, the constant pain of distance, many sleepless nights and wondering if he was still alive seem utterly in the past. Itachi Uchiha wasn't just any Shinobi, he was your Shinobi.

"Hi love, It's been a while." His arms wrap so perfectly around your body, almost like their sole purpose was to hold you in them.

"It's been too long Itachi." You reply in a mellow tone, taking in his warm, earthy scent that always felt like home. Most people would bolt in fear at the sight of the Uchiha, but not you, you clung onto him as though he may slip away again if you let go.

“I missed you more than I can put into words." You sighed, as he intertwined his long fingers within your hair.

"You can show me in another way you know?" A hint of tease emerged from his delicate smile. After so much time apart, all you wanted was to feel him more than just surface level, to see the most vulnerable parts of such a powerful man, a man who was seemingly soul-tied to you. Gently pushing the front strands of his hair back onto his ear, you leaned in, breath hitching slightly before meeting his soft, cushion like lips. His body leaned into yours, tracing the silhouette of your hips, with a touch so soft like he was afraid to break you.

Stepping closer towards the bed, you found yourself light headed from the way Itachi's lips grazed over your neck, trailing lower and lower before pausing just before your breasts. "Are you sure about this love?" You knew that if you wanted to stop, he would. However you couldn't help but grin at his unsuccessful attempt at hiding the neediness in his eyes.

"If not with you then who else?" You hushed beside his ear before guiding him on top of you, spreading your legs in order to wrap around his defined waist. Itachi’s breath quivered at your touch against his large, clothed bulge. As his head dropped onto the crook of your neck, you began fiddling with the helm of his shirt, capturing glimpses of his bare chest.

“I’m all yours, do with me as you please.” He almost pleaded once he was left in nothing but his boxers, and you in a pair of underwear. In response, you laced his fingers and placed them on your plush breasts, allowing him to firmly grope you. A moan slipped past your lips as he trailed sloppy kisses down your abdomen. Pealing off the last piece of clothing from your body, two of Itachi’s icy fingers inserted into your already dripping cunt. They were long, and stretched you out as he pumped your walls, observing your features when he curled them or fastened the pace.

The back of your hand strived to cover up the unholy noises which you failed to contain, when all of a sudden the sensation of the Uchiha’s tongue pulsating through your sex hazed you much, much further. “Itachi.. if you continue like this I’ll..” Your words slurred, and as if without conscious thought, your hands passed though your legs and into the dark locks of your beloved. His mouth trailed like clockwork when you felt the rush of blissful climax engulf your body.

Itachi watched as your chest rose and fell with the heavy panting that turned him on more than he’d like to admit. Once you’d reached your senses, the intense yearning for more pulsated through you. Taking the initiative, you crawled onto his lap, straddling him with your bare sex before you felt the sheer size of his cock poking beneath you. Rubbing your cunt back and forth, the soft grunts emerging for Itachi’s flushed face gave you the courage to pull down his boxers. “Are you sure it’ll fit?” You hesitated.

“We’ll make it work love.” Itachi smiled ever so sweetly, before placing you on your back and aligning himself at your entrance. As he pushed in, you gasped at how your walls filled to the brim with his length. “You’re doing so well sweetheart,” he connected his lips against yours, taking in each whimper from the kiss. Once he pulled away with beads of sweat dripping down his body, the sight of his bulge poking at your stomach left you astounded.

The shinobi groaned in pleasure as his hips developed rhythm, pulling in and out with each thrust. Your arms reached for his back, nails digging into his flesh whenever you felt him go in particularly deep. This was the sight you craved for more than anything. To feel Itachi all around you, to have every inch touched by him and him only. His lashes fluttered in your direction, revealing an expression that was filled with so much emotion, yet so little comprehension. His base slammed into you repeatedly until you let out moans of utter satisfaction.

Itachi’s pace faltered once he reached his peak, his eyelids lowered and his groans turn into jagged breaths. The Uchiha’s bare frame laid on top of yours, allowing you to enjoy the comfortable silence whilst you spent time entangled within one another for perhaps the last time. On the inside, you began appreciating how smooth his skin was, the number moles plastered across his face, and even the dusty pink shade of his lips.

For a moment, the still atmosphere was broken when Itachi cupped the side of your face, reaching for your lips once more as he spoke up in a tone laced with nothing but affection and heartache. “Thank you.. for loving me.”

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simp-4-sasuke · 8 months

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anon asked :

Can you write how'd ltachi react to yn being friendly and close to Sasuke?!? Or any of guy bestie?!?

-> omg first ever request yayyyy ! Tysm for requesting ♡ I chose to write it with Sasuke and hopefully I did that well ^^ I'm not new to writing but I am with making headcanons so this might look all over the place sorry ˙◠˙

# itachi×f!reader

#fluff, slight angst

# no tw here, slight jealousy that stems from insecurity on Itachi's side.

▪︎Itachi was well known for being a strong man that stood straight in his shoes, despite all the obstacles life had thrown at him.

▪︎And he had little to envy to his teammates or the other masculine figures around him.

▪︎But knowing that wasn't going to be enough anymore, it seems...

▪︎When Itachi met you for the first time, he just knew you were the one. He'd never forget the way your Chakra tingled his skin when you walked up to him with a smile.

▪︎And just like the universe had planned it, you two got together.

▪︎fuck how cliché that sounded, Itachi couldn't find any other way to describe it : it felt like his life only really started once you came into it.

▪︎Of course, he just had to have you meet his little brother, although a bit expectantly. Sasuke was one of the most (if not the most, let's be honest here) important persons to him, and the possibility of him disapproving your relationship had cold sweat sticking on his forehead.

▪︎that wasn't fortunately the case. At all, actually. Since you and sasuke ended up growing closer to each other in the span of a month.

▪︎Itachi was relieved, of course, but also surprised : he didn't know his brother to be so... outgoing.

▪︎he guessed it was for the best. There was no one he trusted more than the two of you, and never did the thought of you betraying him even cross his mind.

▪︎Itachi knew you'd never do that to him, neither would his brother, but...

▪︎apprehension left its place to surprise, then to relief and finally to something he wished he'd never feel towards sasuke : jealousy.

▪︎Itachi would drown in shame for thinking like this, never saying a word about it to you because, in all honesty, it was stupid.

▪︎but although he was aware of how unrational his jealousy was, he couldn't help it.

▪︎you'd tell him about what sasuke and you talked about today, and he'd listen with a gentle smile on his lips, though his eyes were like black coal, hiding the envy pinching at his heart. He wanted to have you talk about his fights with awe, too, have you brag about how amazing of a ninja he was...

▪︎you'd somehow notice and take advantage of a warm bath together to brush your fingers through his hair, combing it as you kissed the rough skin of his shoulder, slowly making your way to his ear.

▪︎Itachi simply stopped breathing, body stilling in fear that even a shiver from his side would make this unexpected blessing vanish into thin air.

▪︎his heart is pounding, pounding like it never did before, and itachi feels an uneasiness constric his throat as the realization that he has a heart, pumping, loving, aching, made him somehow emotional.

▪︎he listens with closed eyes the words you whisper to him.

▪︎"I love you, all of you," you mutter and he's glad you can't see his face as you press your lips against a pinkish line on his back. "Every scar, every flaw, everything, Itachi. I love you."

▪︎he exhales a shaky breath and his tense muscles relax, inching his head back until it rests on your shoulder. And he smiles, his ears catching the regular beating of your heart.

#♡#itachi oneshot #itachi headcanons #itachi angst #itachi x reader #itachi uchiha #itachi x you #itachi uchiha x y/n #itachi uchiha x you #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi uchiha imagine #itachi uchiha fluff #itachi uchiha angst

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radika376 · 5 months

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Itachi in a oneside love

YALL HAVE MY MAN TRUMATIZED.

-he’s blasting laufey rn.

Alr alr lets get real.

-Itachi knows in his heart you don’t love him back. He can see it on your face, in your eyes. He loves you so much and he feels selfish to know he still wants you inside his heart. He’s lost so much and he lost you, but he never had you in the first place.

-Itachi feels extremely saddened, he’ll be even more emotionless than before, he feels like dying when he sees you hanging out and laughing around with kakashi, he knows you love kakashi. he’s so jealous, he’s never ever been jealous of anyone before. He’s considered a prodigy and didn’t have much competition growing up, so he didn’t worry about jealousy or competition.

-His original attempts to court you will cease, he’s going to give you a lot of space. He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable because he still loves you. But you don’t love him back. So he’s going to try and keep pushing forward and hope that he can somehow move on.

-His heart is completely broken and he tries to hide the fact that he’s completely devastated. He will just hope and try to move on, and at the same time he wants to slander kakashi, but he won’t, He wants you to be happy, so he will let you go.

#itachi x reader #itachi headcanons #itachi angst #itachi x you #kakashi x reader

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itachianon · 9 months

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|| Coincidences | You kiss him drunk ||

A/n: I will make a masterlist of all the word-vomits I write for him. I had so much fun writing this one🤍

One thing Itachi Uchiha hates is babysitting, he does not like to take responsibility for people who can’t fend for themselves. Or- worse— who can, but don’t. He was ticked off, feet aimlessly searching for the tavern you went with your friends to. It was one of your friend’s birthday but Itachi somehow— with some extra inculcated sixth sense, just knew you’d be knocked unconscious. Or worse— be puking your guts out.

He searched for a bit, until he found your group. Your friends knew him now. Sometimes they teased him as your part time boyfriend but Itachi didn’t know it.

“Ah— he’s here. The knight in shining armor to rescue our princess” your best friend cooed, while you looked at him, droopy eyes and a hiccup escaping your parted mouth.

Itachi noticed a lot of things, how the outfit was a little too revealing, how you did your makeup today. How your lip shade perfectly suited your complexion, prominent collarbones highlighted just right. He cleared his throat, not letting the fog of his observation and obsession— lingering, silent, unnamed obsession with you which he heeds no mind to; cripple his wordings.

“I believe it’s time for you to bid good night to your dear friends.” Itachi didn’t sound like he was giving a suggestion. You, on the other hand, had no choice to obey when his eyes warned yours sternly.

“Hai hai~ I know.” You walked beside him, trying your best to walk straight but eventually falling right on his chest. “Fuck- m’ sorry.” You mumbled, fuck you felt like you’d start sobbing. The alcohol does so little for you to control your emotions. Itachi on the other hand was seemingly pissed off. “That’s alright” he assured, patting you on the shoulder.

“Let’s get home.” Itachi carried you princess-style, away from the bland ruckus, away from everything. While you were lucky enough to gaze at his exquisite features, his stress lines, his prominent lashes. A little furrow in those brows which suited him the most. “Fuck you’re so beautiful.” You mumbled, causing Itachi’s tender gaze to land upon you.

You couldn’t see what was the expression he had in response, eyelids falling akin to slumber. When the next time they opened, you were being tucked into bed. “I’m not your care taker. I hope you keep that in mind when you get reckless again.”

Itachi’s words stung, tears prickling in your eyes as you gathered words from your clogged throat; pulling him closer by his shirt, his face a few inches away from yours. Eyes-widened with how you both could feel each other’s breath against your skin.

Your pupils moved, enamored by his face to forget the stab of his words for a moment. “Never asked you for your help, Itachi.” You managed to answer, the scent of alcohol and the garlic chicken you ate mingling with your breath while Itachi watched, dumbfounded.

Before he could lean away, you pulled him closer, a stray tear drop falling from your tired eyes to get absorbed against the silk pillow case. “You can stop acting like you are dependable. You are free to leave you know? Well— as if you ever ask me before leaving.” You sounded like an angry child complaining to their caregiver. Itachi listened to you, he was always a good listener after all, and, right now? You were spewing honesty.

With ragged breaths, you leaned further in, stealing a longful peck from Itachi’s lips. “I hate how I can’t hate you.” You mumbled, while a very perplexed Itachi, who was almost angry you didn’t kiss him right, leaned further and stole the kiss from your lips. Shoving his tongue right in while his bony fingers tucked stray strands of hair behind your hair.

“I, also, hate that I can’t leave.” Itachi mumbled silently, watching your hazy pupils give into slumber. Taking advantage of this, he leaned in and deeply kissed your forehead, confessing to himself. “I hate— that I love you. You don’t deserve someone as cruel as me around you.”

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uchiwife · 1 year

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pairing : itachi uchiha x sakura haruno

[No Uchiha Massacre]

cw: hospital, arguing, mention of an injury, mention of poison. Some implied feelings(sort of) ANGST.

wc: 1,248

a/n : English is not my mother tongue, so please excuse me for any mistakes I might commit in it. ꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

Part2 , Part 3

“Where do you think you're going?!”

Sakura's voice snapped, glaring at another of what she called "difficult patients." The man didn't seem fazed by the medic-nin's irritation, instead, he was finishing putting on his second sandal. He had been here far too long for his taste. Four days, sure, but it was already four days too long.

“Home.”

She clenched her jaw. Hell no! He'd just had surgery a few days ago, there's no way he's leaving now.

“No.”

“What do you mean 'no'?”

“You can't leave, Itachi. I didn't give you permission to do so. You're coming out of a pretty heavy operation. You need to rest.”

Itachi narrowed his eyes, a wave of displeasure washing over him.

“I'm fine. And I have some business that can't wait.”

“If you mean missions, I've cancelled them.”

“You what?”

If he was displeased at first, now he was downright annoyed. He didn't understand the point of occupying a bed he no longer needed. He was feeling better, so as far as he's concerned, he could leave.

“You heard me.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Don't give me that look.”

Itachi closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

“Sakura, you had no right to do that. It's not your decision to make. I appreciate your concern, but it is not necessary. It's up to me to say whether or not I can handle a mission.”

“Like hell I can't! I'm the one who had to fix the damage done to your body, so I assure you that I'm in a very good position to make that kind of decision. Besides, Shishou agrees with me.”

“You have already discussed this with Hokage-sama?”

She shrugged as Itachi took a step forward, heading for the door. Too bad for him, Sakura blocked his way.

“What do you think you're doing!?”

“I'll go talk to the Hokage. Now step aside.”

“She won't agree with you on this, Itachi. She trusts my judgment and if I tell her you need to be taken off the mission roster, you will be.”

“What right do you have—”

She cut him off ;

“In my capacity as a doctor. I outrank you in the chain of command when we are within these walls. Deal with it.”

Sakura probably had a secret death wish, how else could she explain addressing one of the most feared ninjas in the village like that? Fuck, feared even in several nations! But she couldn't let him leave the hospital. He had almost not made it. Of course, she had managed to save him, but, the amount of poison found in his chakra system was nothing to sneeze at. She could see that he was irritated. She knew him well by now and normally she wouldn't have been so insolent with him, but, as she had said, she was the boss in this hospital. En plus, his father would be sure to ostracize her if anything happened to his precious and talented older son.

“This is ridiculous.”

Stubborn as he is, Itachi wasn't going to let it happen. That's why he was determined to go and discuss it with the Hokage. He respected orders, Itachi submitted to Tsunade Senju's authority because it was his duty as a Loyal Shinobi of Konoha, but that wasn't going to stop him from using his persuasive skills on the woman. He had done it before, and he's still alive to talk about it, isn't he? He had dodged the cup of Sake she had once thrown at him, he could very well do the same with her stapler. His decision made, Itachi headed for the door once again.

“Ita—”

“For God's sake, stop it! You are really annoying me.”

The words had come out of his mouth without him realizing it. He was exasperated and the days spent in that hospital bed plus the rest were getting on his nerves.

Sakura gasped, forgetting even what she was going to say, caught off guard by his outburst. A long silence ensued.

Those words again...

Always these words.

It stung.

It hurt. A lot.

She felt the familiar sting of tears at the corners of her eyes. An ironic smile tugged at her lips. Apparently, it ran in the family. She remembered all those times when she was younger, Sasuke had said those same words to her. It had always hurt her a little, but this was worse. Because Itachi was not unaware of how Sakura had been treated by his little brother. He even intervened once. Of course, as Sasuke had grown up, he had eventually apologized, in his own weird way, sure, but he had apologized. She had forgiven him. Because that's what she does : She forgives. She had her heart on her sleeve.

It doesn't mean that she forgets, but she cares about Sasuke and that time was already long gone. She knew why Sasuke had been so hard on her, he had explained the reasons, the pressure he felt to live up to his father's expectations, the pressure he put on himself to be as good as his brother. He had simply vented his frustration where he could. It wasn't fair, but she was the one who took the brunt of it. And she understood, really. But Itachi, what was his excuse? She’d talked to him about it. They had talked about it in private. She had told him about that part of her life, as silly as it might seem to others to feel hurt by mere words, but he had understood. He had even apologized for his brother's attitude and assured her that she was far from annoying or weak.

She thought he, more than anyone else, understood the weight of those particular words. Apparently, they were just empty words. She should have known better. Never trust what a man says when he's lost in pleasure and between your legs. Serves her right.

Foolish little girl.

The silence stretched, but Sakura refused to show even a hint of weakness. She would not cry. She took a breath and grabbed the clipboard on the small table and scribbled down some instructions and a prescription and then signed the discharge form, which stated that he was being discharged against medical advice. She then handed him the paper with a blank look.

“As you wish then, Uchiha-san.”

Itachi's eyes widened slightly, surprised to hear his last name, by the change in her demeanor. And he knew. He just knew. He had fucked up.

"Sakur-" he tried to reach out to her, but she shied away, cutting him off with that cold, professional tone. So impersonal compared to earlier.

“Please, leave. I still have patients to attend to. I wish you a speedy recovery.”

He sighed. He knew better than to insist. This was not the right time. He took his discharge and walked to the door. He paused, his hand on the doorknob.

“I'll see you later.” He said softly and it almost sounded like a question.

The only thing Itachi could see was her back. There was no indication that she had heard him, and if she had, she didn't acknowledge him.

When the door finally shut and she no longer felt the ANBU captain's chakra nearby, she let a choked sob echo through the empty room.

Maybe it was true what they say: words hurt more than blows. And the Uchihas really knew how to hurt her.

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mila-uchiha · 2 years

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Can you write prompt 12 with Itachi Uchiha?

Be Mine ☾ Itachi x fem!reader

prompt: “don’t go on that date” ,, “why?” ,, “you know why” ,, “then say it”

a/n: hi everyone! please keep requesting, i love writing for you all:) this is set where you and itachi both work in the anbu n the uchiha massacre didn't happen! enjoy! edit: obsessed with this one ahhh, all likes n reblogs r appreciated hehe ily

warnings: nsfw ish?, swearing, mentions of alcohol, not smut but suggestive content

word count: 2.9k... oops

Why does it have to be like this?

Living with Itachi was fine. As fine as it could be, living with your crush for the past few months. He treated you as a roommate and pretty much nothing more, although he could be over protective at random moments. Maybe it was just his instinct? Maybe he was a gentleman? Whatever the reason may be, it didn't matter because you had your eyes set on him since the first day you saw him in the ANBU.

You two were assigned to live together within the ANBU, making it more efficient for the squads, but despite your obvious excitement, Itachi seemed to not care. He would sometimes avoid you and he's usually never home, leaving you to wonder if there was any future for you two or if it was all in your head.

So why did it have to be like this?

You wanted more, so much more, but honestly, it hadn't been too bad recently. He's been home more and you two got to spend more time together than you usually do, but this wasn't necessarily a good thing. The more time you spent with him, the more you realized how much you wanted him, and from the way it seemed, he didn't want anything to do with you in a romantic way.

Until a few days ago. Stargazing outside with Itachi as he came home drunk, vulnerable, wanting to watch the night sky with you by his side as he held you. In this one moment you two had together, you felt the slightest bit of reciprocated feelings on his behalf. You recognized the overprotective personality he had with you, and in that moment, you wondered if he felt the same.

Until the next day, when he never mentioned that night again and you two were back to the same five word conversations that normally took place and were, most of the time, about takeaway you two would order for delivery or anything dinner related. Devastated was an understatement.

Now here you were, trying to move on and focus your time elsewhere. Or rather on a different person. When you began talking to Hiroto, another squad member in the ANBU, you realized that other men existed besides Itachi.

He invited you out with him tonight and after grasping the fact that you and Itachi had no future, all you could say was 'yes'. You were excited, ready for him to pick you up at 9PM. That is, until Itachi came home at 8PM, once again drunk out of his mind.

Itachi clearly had no control over his feelings when he was drunk. He slid open your bedroom door when he got home, obviously stumbling from the alcohol and stood there smirking at you, hiccuping the entire time.

"Can I help you?" You stared up at him, recognizing that he wasn't sober.

"Just wan-ted to tell you I'm home," he said, slurring his words.

Itachi never came to let you know he was home. Sometimes he would be in his room the whole day and you wouldn't even know. Other times he would be out for the whole day and you still wouldn't know. So why was he coming to you now?

"Alright?" You stared at him. "Why are you already drunk at 8PM??"

He slid your bedroom door closed and walked to sit at the foot of your bed, stumbling the entire time.

"So what? You should try it". He chuckled. Silence then filled the room as you looked at him, a confused and also concerning expression growing on your face. His eyes struggled to make eye contact, as they usually do, but you suddenly heard him take a deep breath, and the minute he did, his eyes raised up to meet yours,

"Wanna.. do something tonight?" He asked.

Yep, you were definitely surprised to hear those words come out of his mouth.

"Do what? As in hang out?"

"I mean.. I guess. If you want to." You knew Itachi was always pretty confident, but he was acting shy in this moment speaking to you. You kept your gaze on him as he waited for your reply, and right now you wanted way more answers than you were getting.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" You asked. "Maybe you should take a nap. Or a cold shower. That might help."

Your tone was slightly bitchy, because you couldn't wrap your head around the way Itachi acted sober vs drunk. He barely spoke to you, his own roommate, when he was sober, but suddenly he's had a few drinks and now he wants to do something tonight? Where was this interest before?

"Mmm maybe. It might help," he mocked your tone as he dropped his body weight to lie down on your bed, laughing in the process.

"I'm serious, Itachi. Besides, I have somewhere to go tonight."

He immediately looked up at you. "Where? Yo-u never go out." He slurred his words as he spoke. This took you by surprise. He spoke as if he knew you.

"How do you know that? Thought you didn't pay attention to me," you said, confused more than you had ever been.

"Trust me, I do."

By this point, you were slightly screaming on the inside from joy, but you would never let Itachi see it. He hiccuped once more, lay back down on the foot of your bed and began mumbling gibberish that you couldn't understand. Clearly he drank a lot. As much as you sort of hated him for barging into your room and almost falling asleep drunk on your bed, you knew you needed to help.

"C'mon Itachi, get up and go take a shower." You stood up, hovering over him.

"Mmmm, I don't want to," he groaned.

"It'll sober you up, you're too drunk," you said, although you liked the slight confessions from drunk Itachi and the way he looked at you like you were the best thing in the world.

"Okay, but can you h-help me?" He asked.

You agreed and got him to finally stand up, his arm around your shoulder, holding onto you for support as you both walked to the bathroom. You released his grip from you, turning on the shower and turning back to face him. He was leaning against the sink, watching you as if he was staring through your soul. His gaze was heavy, but so sensual at the same time.

"Go take a shower," you said as you began walking out the bathroom until his hand reached for your wrist, gripping it tightly and pulling you close to him.

"You have to help. I'm too drunk." His eyes continued staring at yours. You sighed.

"Help how?" You were curious. He gulped,

"Take this off." He said in a certain voice. A voice that was so commanding and low yet so beautiful at the same time. He nodded to his shirt and assumingely, the rest of his clothes, the loud shower head running in the back as he spoke.

You nodded right away and your hands reached for the bottom of his shirt, near his waistband as you slowly pulled it up, his arms lifting in the process. His abs were now fully on display as you stared at them. Your eyes trailed down to his v line, before you caught yourself, bringing your eyes back up to meet his. He had the slightest smirk on his face. Was he enjoying this?

"My pants too." There that voice was again. It was the kind of voice that could make you do anything, but did he really need all this help? Or was he just finding an excuse for you to undress him.

Once again, you sighed (not that you didn't enjoy this) and let your hands reach for the buckle of his belt as you slowly pulled his pants down, maintaining eye contact. God, you wanted him to kiss you so badly right now. You helped guide his pants off as he slipped his feet out and broke the silence,

"Guess this is the part where you turn away."

You chuckled. You figured this was where this would stop. As you turned away and heard him step into the shower, the shower curtain closing behind him, you heard his quick screams from the cold temperature of the water, making you laugh.

"Fuck, this is cold. I don't even want a shower, I want a warm bath." Another sigh escaped your mouth. God, he was picky. You heard him clog the drain and turn the water to fill it up for a bath.

"Okay, Itachi. I'm leaving now. Enjoy your bath, shower, whatever."

"No, please don't go." You saw him sitting in the tub as he slightly opened the shower curtain to face you. You were confused.

"You want me to stay? And do what exactly?" It was 8:15 and Hiroto was coming soon to pick you up.

"Please. Just stay. I need you." He suddenly seemed like he was on the verge of crying. Guess drunk Itachi had some serious mood swings. Despite his sudden mood change, you couldn't help but feel sorry for him, sitting in the half-filled tub as his eyes watered. Maybe he was drunk so early for a reason; trying to numb whatever was going on.

You walked closer, resting your hand on his as you stooped down, meeting his eye level. He took a deep breath before speaking,

"Y/n, can you... Um," he paused.

"What is it?" Your thumb was stroking his hand now without you even realizing.

"Can you.. get in?"

You blushed and your eyes widened.

"You want me to get in with you? And take a bath?" You asked. He nodded. The tub was almost full with bubbles from the soap, covering Itachi as he opened the shower curtain.

"You don't have to, I'm sor-"

You cut him off. "Turn around." He faced the opposite direction as you took off your clothes and submerged yourself in the bath, underneath the bubbles so you were completely covered.

"Is this good?" You asked. He turned to face you, a small smile forming on his face.

What the fuck was happening. You were sitting completely naked in a bathtub with Itachi right now. This was pretty much all you ever wanted and you couldn't believe it.

"Closer." He slurred, still clearly drunk and full of regret that wouldn't come until tomorrow morning. You could tell Itachi had no filter when he was drunk. Is this why he was making a move now? Your eyes widened even more as you scooted closer to him, moving through the bubbles to sit down right next to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm just really drunk and can't do anything right n-ow. Can you wash my hair?" He asked, his voice hoarse and tired.

'Really?' You thought in your head. This is what he asked you to get in the tub completely naked for? Or was he just coming up with an excuse?

You eyed him down as your eyebrows furrowed. He let his hair loose as he turned around, his back facing you and insisting you helped him. You sighed. You then grabbed the shower head and began rinsing his hair and then scrubbing it with shampoo.

As you sat there, both of you vulnerable and Itachi seemingly on the verge of crying, you realized how intimate the moment you two were sharing was. He sat in between your thighs as your inner thighs gripped the sides of his torso. His hands gripped your legs gently and your hands massaged his head with shampoo as you sensually touched his neck and behind his ear.

You scooted slightly closer to him, massaging his head with conditioner now, as you allowed your head to rest on his shoulder. He turned his head slightly to acknowledge your presence as he half-smiled, looking at you with awe. And that was the majority of the bath. You two just staring into each other's eyes as you helped him wash himself.

The rest of the night until your date with was Hiroto was very PG 13. Surprisingly. Itachi was actually too drunk to make any sudden movements onto you although he wanted to. When he gets drunk, he gets real with his emotions and the way he feels towards people. You didn't know this yet, though. After the bath you both closed your eyes when you were hopping out, went to get dressed and departed into your separate rooms.

You changed quickly, getting ready for your date, but the entire time, you couldn't process the events of tonight and the fact that you wanted to stay here with Itachi taking care of him. As you got ready to leave, you decided to stop by his room and make sure he was okay. This wasn't a usual thing, because as said before, you two never told each other when you were going or when you came home.

Still, you felt the need to tell him. As you walked in, Itachi was sitting on the bed in nothing but grey sweatpants. You stared at his crotch before quickly pulling your eyes away to meet his, noticing that he was more sober than before. Still, very tired.

"Are you okay?" You asked.

He nodded, smiling which caused you to blush after remembering the intimate moment you two just had. And now, you had to let him know you were about to leave to go on a date.

Usually you'd be glad to try and make him jealous, but something felt different tonight. You actually felt like Itachi maybe liked you and was too nervous to say anything. So yeah, you didn't feel to tell him goodbye, but it had to happen anyway.

"Thank you for taking care of me. I don't usually get that sappy when I'm drunk." He chuckled slightly, clearly showing he was sort of embarrassed from his emotions spilling out.

"Don't worry. I'm always here for you," you replied. He gazed up to look at you and your eyes widened. You meant that you were always here as in here in the house if he needed help. But the way it came out seemed like you were there for him emotionally, which wasn't entirely wrong. It just showcased your feelings a bit too much.

But who cared anyways, you two had just taken a bath together and you were clearly not on the same terms you normally were. Now this was something more.

"Well,," awkward silence overcame both of you after your comment. "I'm leaving now."

He sighed. "It's a date right? That's where you're going?"

You hadn't told him where you were going but clearly, he could tell by your vague explanation. You nodded slowly. He sighed again.

"I'm sorry. Bye, Itachi." You began walking out the door.

"Y/n wait!"

You looked behind you to see Itachi stood up walking towards you, blushing as he maintained eye contact.

"Don't go on that date."

"Why?" You were confused but hopeful that he was about to confess something to you.

"You know why."

What? Was he serious? After all of this, asking you to bathe with him, asking you to wash his hair and being completely intimate with you, this was all he could say? You needed more.

"Then say it."

His gaze dropped to the floor as he now struggled to maintain eye contact. You realized nothing else was coming out of his mouth and you scoffed, embarrassed for believing that he might actually care.

"Fine. Goodbye, Itachi."

You began walking out of his room when suddenly his hand grabbed your wrist, pulling you close to him, your chest pressing against his. He leaned close and whispered in your ear,

"I don't.. want to say it. But I can show you?" His voice was hoarse as it tickled your neck. You nodded. I mean, what else would you do? Say no? Obviously not.

He moved to meet you eye to eye, staring at your lips as he slowly leaned in, his breath shaking. His lips touched yours, gently and slowly kissing you in small pecks, before he parted his lips and let his tongue swirl into yours. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours and you broke the silence,

"So this is why you want me to stay?"

He nodded, but you were suspicious. You lifted your forehead from his.

"So if you liked me then why do you always avoid me when we literally live together?" You asked. He intertwined his fingers with yours.

"Because, y/n, believe it or not I'm actually very shy. Just have a hard time saying things. And you make me nervous. Not when I'm drunk though... That's probably why I'm being so forward tonight." You chuckled at what he said. It was almost perfect, seeing him vulnerable like this while under your touch, your hands on his shoulders as he held your cheeks.

"Stay. Please." There was that commanding voice again. The voice that would pretty much make you do anything. You stared at him, contemplating whether to stay or not.

"I'm still sort of drunk, and I just want to fall asleep next to you. Please." He paused. "Be mine and stay."

This request excited you. 'Be mine and stay'. It made you want to ditch whatever that guy's name was (because at this point you couldn't think of anything but Itachi and his face) and stay here with him, wrapped in his arms for the rest of the night under his covers.

And so you stayed.

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namelessuchiha · 1 year

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barbaric (itachi uchiha x reader x sasuke uchiha)

C H A P T E R — O N E

summary: as itachi watched her fight her way through the battlefield in fluid motions, he was breathless. she looked like a valkyrie in all her might, a beautiful pawn in a sea of chaos. it was then that he realized he had fallen for her the same way you fall asleep, slowly, then all at once.

your secret engagement to itachi was everything you had ever wanted. the uchiha clan’s harsh leader has other plans for you involving his youngest son.

warnings: angst, angst, angst, forced marriage, heartbreak, eventual nsfw

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

itachi uchiha had known from a young age that he was different from the rest of his clan. his father was the clan’s leader, a harsh and stoic leader. fugaku began shaping and reading itachi for leadership as soon as he was steady on his two legs.

on the day his son would turn four years old, he took him to witness the remnants of a battlefield. itachi held back tears as his eyes shifted repeatedly left and right, witnessing pure carnage. shinobi bodies were strewn everywhere, some missing limbs, some completely torn to shreds. he was sure that if he were to lean down and place his hand on one, they’d still be warm to the touch.

“this is war.” fugaku spoke from behind itachi. “remember it’s colours.”

when itachi returned home, he shedded his clothes and buried himself in his bed, under his blanket. it was only then that he allowed himself to cry for hours. itachi was only four years old, but from this day he was no longer a child. from this day he detested his father for taking away his innocence so early.

he spent the next few months endlessly training, deep in the forests of konoha. his fifth birthday came and went, and it no longer mattered to him. he thanked his mother for the birthday dinner, and found himself in the forest once again. he had to get stronger. his mother's stomach was swollen with his future sibling. he wanted to get stronger to protect the two of them. he wasn’t exactly sure from what, but he couldn’t shake the image of his father that cantered in his mind when he pondered that question.

kunai’s flew left and right as itachi flipped effortlessly through the air. each one of them hitting their targets directly in the middle. approaching one of the targets, he ripped the kunai out of the bark and threw it behind him without looking.

silence ensued as itachi kept his back towards the stranger intruding on his training.

“you’ve got pretty good aim for such a little guy.” a voice spoke.

itachi slowly turned himself around and made eye contact with a boy who shared similar features. it was that night that he met shisui and for the first time in what felt like forever, itachi had smiled.

shortly after, his sibling was born. a baby brother named sasuke. from the moment itachi’s eyes met the newborn face of his brother, he knew he would move mountains for sasuke. he would protect him with his life.

the need to train only grew with the birth of the new uchiha boy. he knew what one of his goals was, to become the strongest. because if he was the strongest, he could protect all those around him. his mother, sasuke, shisui.

but as shisui knocked him down for the nth time that day, doubt began to creep up itachi’s throat.

“your head is not in the right place today, itachi.”

his shoulders slumped at shisui’s words but his mouth remained metaphorically sewn shut.

shisui hunched down to level his eyes with those of itachi’s. “your shoulders carry a burden so heavy for a five-year-old. one they should not carry.”

itachi continued to remain silent. shisui’s lips curled up into a smile, “how about we go and get some ramen to clear that big forehead of yours? then we will approach this with a different method.”

this broke itachi’s silence, “i do not have a big forehead!” he protested, pouting. “you’re paying for ramen.” he turned on his heels and began walking out of the forest.

shisui broke out in a laugh, “you’re the clan leader's son, you have more money than i do. yet i’m the one who has to pay every time!”

“i’m only five years old!”

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

“—and this is my sister, sister, this is the clan leader's son, itachi uchiha.”

the girl in front of him bowed slightly, “it is an honour to meet you, itachi-sama.”

itachi’s eyes widened slightly at the honorific, it was the first time someone had addressed him by such a suffix. he felt his cheeks heat up as she rose to the same height as him, a soft smile adorned her cheeks.

thump, thump—

“just call me itachi.”

her smile widened alongside a small giggle leaving her lips. itachi felt his heart rate pick up in his chest slightly.

thump, thump—

shisui had brought up sparring with another person but had never mentioned it would be his sister. yes, that was why he was so nervous. he was nervous about accidentally hurting his friend's younger sister, and that was it.

“the two of you are the same age, and she is a valuable opponent itachi. i’ve been training her myself for the last year, so best of luck to you!”

it was that day, when she sparred against itachi for the first time, that he felt his chest tighten for the first of what would be many times over the next few years.

he couldn’t help but look at you in awe as you fought against him so fluidly, almost like the two of you were conducting an intricate dance. his lips would curl upwards every time the two of you made eye contact behind your pressing kunai’s.

and when she pinned him down to the ground with her kunai pressed against his thorax, he added a goal to his list that he did not dare speak out loud.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

a/n: aaaa i know what you’re thinking ‘this bitc really posting another fic’. yes. i am. this is a bit different from my usual style but i am liking it so far :)

let me know if you’d like to be tagged in the next part! thank u guys for all ur support!

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jaguarys · 8 months

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Coming out as an Itachi defender not because he was at all correct in anything but because I start thinking about him being twelve and being alone believing he's forced to make this immense impossible choice and start sobbing

#like he was TINY believing that HE. this child. has this burden on his shoulders #someone needed to be there for him and no one was :(#which is not to say that he was at all justified. but i do have a hard time blaming him when ultimately that was on the shoulders of fuckin #like. madara/obito and konoha and danzō yaknow??#jeez. that man's influence truly can't be understated huh #personal #anyways. he was literally not even a middle schooler!!! what the hell!!#naruto #naruto shippuden #uchiha itachi #itachi angst #uchiha sasuke #uchiha #itachi uchiha #uchiha clan #sasuke uchiha #fandom: naruto #type: meta

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maddyguru · 3 months

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I made an itachi playlist because I'm angsty 😭😭😭

#itachi fanfiction #itachi uchiha #naruto #naruto angst #spotify playlist #spotify #sad playlist #angst playlist #itachi angst #itachi uchiha x you #itachi x reader

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suguru-getos · 1 year

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| Itachi Uchiha x Reader | Grief |

Summary: Itachi’s s/o has finally awoken her Sharingan. As much as it’s an opening for visual prowess, it is also a room for grief.

Warnings: Mentions of massacre, blood, it’s the Ninja world come on :3; Itachi being… insane, mentions of comfort, unhinged Uchiha brr! Also, I wrote this one on this blog let me live 🥹 not beta’d.

Despite being from the esteemed, established Uchiha clan, the unmatched Kekkei Genkai weilders, you were deemed ‘safe’ from the cursed anomalies of this world. Sometimes you felt like a disgrace, when you saw younglings flash their Sharingan and Kunais, train with all their might and wits to be a remarkable Shinobi. Then, there was you, physically strong, knew Taijutsu, but nothing much apart from that. What truly was the salt in your open gash wounds were you being the sister of Shisui Uchiha. The teleporter, the powerful, renounced Ninja.

That also meant that you knew Itachi and Sasuke ever since you were a child. Itachi was three years older than you. Sasuke being two years younger. Being the middleman, you always spent time with Sasuke rather than Itachi. The latter being too engraved in his training, Hell he was the chief of Anbu Black Ops when he was 12.

You remember 9 years old you, walking upto Itachi, noticing his Sharingan, gleaming with pride. “Congratulations Itachi! You are so powerful,” you grinned, flicking his forehead softly. “So proud of you, keep protecting us yeah?” You brought him Dangos, watching him take them and bowing down to you as a token of thanks. “Thank you, y/n san.”

Itachi— always the respectful and distant one. You wouldn’t be lying if you confessed that there had been days when you bitched about his stoic behavior with his younger brother. Sometimes Itachi was just too much to handle. Too much to take in.

You had no idea how things twisted and turned, how your visits collided with his, how you two started talking more. Enough to deem everyone else’s presence as unfit. Things seemed sudden and yet, took enough time to root deep within, creating a stellar foundation between you & the Uchiha. There was no resistance from Mikoto or Fugaku. Kagami had always been the liberal one. Who else was left really? Shisui? He couldn’t really mind you getting close to his best friend.

Itachi was shy yet brave enough to take the first move, ask you out several times to go get Dango together, sitting by the lake and enjoying it. Not his problem that you couldn’t take it as a date! He was trying his best!

Hell, how you and Itachi really, really got together? That story needs a meticulous elaboration in itself. As a summary, let’s just say the Uchiha are a jealous, territorial, intense-emotion honers.

Having faced several instances in your now adulthood with the Uchiha, where you had been crying on his chest about not having a Sharingan. About not worthy of carrying the Uchiha name, you were slowly getting comfortable with the whole thing.

“Sssh~ stop shedding tears, my love. You have no idea, how gleeful it makes me,” Itachi cupped your face, kissing your tears away. “That you aren’t tainted, traumatized by the filth of this Shinobi world,”

Itachi meant every word he said. There was a carnal desire to protect you from all things bad instilled in him. Instilled in the very marrow of his bones. Often he has caught himself pondering about how he would lose a part of his sanity if something were to happen to you. If something as meagre as a wound makes him so worried; he can’t bring himself to imagine the wrath he would unleash if something were to…

It was nothing more than an escorting mission, something that you could carry out easily given you are to traverse through the Hidden Sand village. Nothing stressful was going to happen. Nothing that you could expect.

No one would’ve expected an assassination of your team mates, full scale on spot death taken by. No one would’ve expected ‘you’ to come out unscathed because of the cursed boon that ringed into the pupil of your eyes, shining red, thirsty for blood.

It happened before you could register anything, the mission was successful having you saving the host, passing out the very next moment.

When you woke up, you felt different, you felt disgusted, you felt like burning yourself alive. The gory, grotesque scenary of your comrades being stabbed, broken into pieces, dead. Kept replaying over and over and over.

Being still within the fourwalls of The Hidden Sand’s medical room, you gasped out, screaming loud enough for the room to vibrate.

It was then, that you saw a familiar face, rushing towards you. Worry & regret written all over him, his arms carefully snugging you close, making you listen to his heartbeat; which was also haywired.

“Sssh~ there there, it’s all okay. Breathe for me. I’m here, everything is fine and I’m here. I’m here for you Angel, please calm down,” your sobs only heard his soft cooes, his hands rubbing your back soothingly.

Then your tear prickled eyes, stained with grief met his. One tomoe Sharingan glazing against Itachi’s black eyed features. Itachi suspected it, how else were you able to finish the mission? What he didn’t expect was him feeling your grief as well.

“I’m sorry-” He managed to utter with a lost, defeated sigh. Eyes glossed up, gritted teeth at his abstinent belief to think you were fine. Careless, foolish— belief.

“It’s okay,” you managed to mumble, holding his now cold, hands in your warmth. “It’s okay Itachi, how long could you have stopped it anyway,” you leaned against his chest, hugging him tightly, wanting to be broken apart by nothing but his embrace alone.

Itachi hugged you through the whole night, not saying anything else. Kissing the crown of your head, kissing your fingers, your inner wrist, cherishing every single square inch of your body.

The soothing comfort oozing out of your lover lulled you into your sleep, eyelids drooping down into nothingness. Or maybe, just maybe it was his Genjutsu. He swears by it not to use it on you, because it induces headaches. But this time… it maybe was different.

Itachi’s pupils were finally shot open, his Mangekyo blazing in revenge. Let’s just say, the Bandit clan that caused this mishap on your way to the Hidden Sand had a thousand members, women, children. All unspared, all despicable, all worthless & useless.

Itachi had only one trail of logic, they were all future criminals if not present, the women are ill born and gave birth to those future criminals, the men have their hands stained by blood already. War is the masterpiece of havoc seen by Itachi; to protect his own, to save another war happening, he is just eliminating another threat.

That was the only trail in his mind when he massacred each and every single one of them. Eradicating their blood line from the land, blood stained all over his face. He knew the real reason isn’t war, isn’t the logic that he built up. The real reason was your Sharingan.

Your newly awoken Sharingan needed a sacrifice, it only deemed fit after you lost your innocence, after you were drilled with grief.

Maybe you will wake up and hate Itachi, to be a Shinobi is to be hated after all. Maybe he will hide it from you. Maybe he will confess. All of that can be handled later.

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radika376 · 7 days

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YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL.

Itachi has always been strong. Never weak, never vulnerable, a child forced to grow up so fast. Loyal yet painted as a genocidal monster, all for the sake of a village who left him on his own. Poor Child, left alone before he could comprehend so much. After joining the Akatsuki, He’s never had time for himself. Such time spent on missions, his slowly dying self, his eyes are giving up on him and so is his body. The drugs he take will only increase the side effects he has, all for one sake. The village, Peace, His baby brother. Sasuke. His life, the one who he will protect with his own body, his baby brother.

Then there’s you. Joined the Akatsuki not long after him, He couldn’t stop his heart. He didn’t know he could still love anyone after what he had done, the tons of blood on his hands. The screams that still echo in his nightmares after that night.

He looks down weakly as you sit him down, He had just coughed up an ungodly amount of his own blood after taking too much of his medicine. You nursed him, but he’s exhausted. No man couldn’t be after what he has been through. You undo his ponytail, letting his lavish raven locks fall on his back, you spray something in his hair but he can’t tell what it is.

He’s so tired.

He felt the bristles of the bamboo comb against his scalp as you brushed out his hair. He looked down, his vision blurred, he could barely see anything, he knows he’s going blind from his over-use of the Mangekyō.

“You are so beautiful.”

He hears you speak, the hoarse voice you say it in. He can tell, you’re tired too. Tired of seeing him slowly kill himself. He looks down. He knows he’ll die, he wants to be with you. But he’s shoved down his wants all his life.

“I just wish you took better care of yourself.” You finished your sentence. And he couldn’t stop himself. He looked down and covered his eyes, letting out a choked sob as your warm arms wrapped around him.

So broken and beautiful. A gem to behold for that is Itachi Uchiha.

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itachianon · 10 months

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What's the saddest headcanon you have for Itachi?

i think there is nothing sadder than the fact that the whole world couldn’t know who itachi was. it was always either itachi of the sharingan, itachi of the akatsuki. never just itachi. he was a sweet boy who got turned into a ruthless murderer. was he really ruthless though? i headcanon he has severe hatred towards sleeping and his stress lines are more refined as he grows older because he is terrified of sleeping. not because he has nightmares— nope. his life is a nightmare and itachi is brave enough to face them.

but because he has the sweetest of dreams that break him. <\3

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foranpo · 1 year

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ੈ˚★ stand by you.

anon asked: Can you write reader wants to break up with Itachi bc she has zero frnds and she's not that active,she's introverted and doesn't know what she wants in her life,she feels super insecure about herself and feels like shes boring and she's not the best choice for him?!? She sometimes stays depressed and anxious

fandom: naruto.

character: itachi.

reader: gn!

genre: drabble.

content: hurt/comfort, talk about negative emotions.

word count: 1k.

cole’s note: this is small, but i think that if i made it bigger it wouldn't be as 'powerful' (idk wat words im searching but yea lets go w it) anywyas, this a little love letter and hope you like it <3

ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

You couldn't control your tears.

You felt pathetic, utterly ridiculous at that moment, carried by your emotions, run over by your brusque words that broke from your heart and expelled painful truths for Itachi. You couldn't do anything but cry; no more words lay in you, no more fears longing for daylight, no more confessions needing to be heard.

At that moment, all you needed was to cry.

And Itachi let you cry.

Without uttering a word, without letting himself be carried away by the suddenness of your hurt, Itachi remained by your side. Embracing you with the affection of someone who would never leave you, caressing you with the love of someone who would never stop loving you, Itachi stayed by your side. He waited —patiently, thoughtfully, Itachi waited for your tears to dry, for your heart to ease, for your mind to clear.

Itachi waited for you.

Itachi didn't abandon you.

Those were suffocating moments for you. The uncertainty of what awaited you made you more nervous, the constant love that Itachi insisted on showing you making you even more anxious, even more guilty, even more hurt.

"Is that really what you want?"

Itachi's question didn't wait for the continuous lines of your tears to dry on your face; as soon as your crying stopped and your face moved slightly away from his chest, Itachi quickly attacked you with that question that had been tormenting his brain since he heard your words.

Was that really what you wanted?

Was it?

You didn't know. It was all still very confusing for you; everything was still shrouded in a strong and thick cloud of darkness, all your thoughts pushing against each other, leaving no room for any clarity or certainty. You just didn't know.

"Be alone. Is that what you really want?"

Alone.

With no one.

With no one. Without Itachi.

Without Itachi. Without Itachi. Without Itachi. Without…

"Throwing it all away just because that's what you think you deserve?"

You deserve it.

You know you deserve this. Loneliness. Isolation. You know you deserve nothing more than the constant imprisonment of your mind, the total pain and anguish you use as a treadmill every time you decide to leave the house. It's what you deserve. You know it's what you deserve.

"Why are you willing to throw yourself away, just to remain broken? Didn't you survive long enough? Don't you think now is the time to start living?"

You couldn't look at Itachi.

You felt pain. Hurt. Anguish. A little frustration, even —for the words you said moments ago, wanting to break the promise you made to spend this life together, breaking the commitment of an eternal love that was created under so many stars; for the words that Itachi was muttering to you now, filled with the anger of not being able to protect you from your mind, too melancholy to have any effect other than weighing on your conscience.

That's why you listened to Itachi. And you waited.

As he waited for you moments before, he waited to help you, he waited to speak to you, you were also waiting for Itachi; you waited to hear him, you waited to understand him.

"Why do you run away from the happiness you deserve? Why do you self-sabotage to remain trapped in your darkness? Don't you think it's time you went out into the sun? Let it be that light and warmth that comforts you instead of that cold and painful darkness that you insist on enveloping you."

You shook your head, your eyes filling with tears once more, your heart squeezing with each word spoken by Itachi.

How were you supposed to be able to explain to Itachi that all the sea that existed inside you, destructive and aggressive, managed to be deeper than all the profanities you shouted at him moments ago? How were you supposed to express all the waves and currents that gnawed at you inside, crumbling all your dreams and thoughts? How were you supposed to manage to be coherent when a whirlwind of fears and emotions drowned your heart so casually?

"It's not because you want to abandon me, that I'm going to let you abandon yourself."

You shook your head, the tears heavier than ever, desperately wanting to release all the suffering that was running inside you, wanting to free yourself from the strong grips of darkness that had been consuming you for too long.

"If that's what you really want, if ending our relationship will make you feel better, lighter, I don't object. But if you're going to dive deeper into your sea of torture, I have to intervene. I won't allow you to let yourself be drowned in your thoughts even more when I know I can make a difference. Big or small. I know I can help you. I know I can give you a little bit of my light."

"Don't you understand this is for you? That this is the best for you?..."

It was difficult for you to speak, your words escaped in a murmur, clearly afraid of reaching Itachi's ears, too nervous to be refuted by Itachi's sentimental logic.

"The best for me?" Itachi couldn't contain the small laugh that escaped his lips with a tenderness capable of instantly softening the atmosphere between you. "How could it be the best for me, if I only want you?"

He took your hand, stroking it with his thumb. Itachi's eyes were now staring into yours, a lightness and warmth shining gently in his eyes.

"I may not contain constellations within me, I may not even know how to recite the most romantic poems; but I can give you my heart. Small, corrupted by the world, sometimes even broken, but always whole, always pure, for you.”

A caress on your cheek, a long, thoughtful, heartfelt kiss on your forehead.

"We are all broken. We are all destroyed, my love. But it is what we decide to love that gives our lives meaning."

A caress on your face, a slight gesture to lift your chin and look at him.

"I decide to love you with all my darkness."

A tear shed gently comforting itself in Itachi's hand, a slight smile released by him.

"Let me love you. Let me help you."

A quick kiss on your lips, another tear from you to temper Itachi's lyrical words.

"Please. Let me stay by your side."

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Itachi x reader who wants to break up with him saying that she has never loved him and she's going to another country for studies or make some excuse I don't know I'm feeling sadistic today

But know that Itachi will be broken and hurt

Anon, I think you guys are doing it to mess with me now 🤧 and I’m not writing it with 2nd person POV because you all can reject Itachi and break his heart, not me though, I’m making him dango and taking him to his favourite cafe 🤍

Guess what though- Itachi’s not a wet wipe, and he’s about to enter his girlboss era 💅🏻

-When y/n starts talking and her tone shifts into a cold, demeaning, harsh voice that Itachi’s never expected to hear directed at him, he freezes. He’s wondering what on Earth she might say. He has noticed that she has been getting colder and more distant with him lately, and being as observant as he is, he thinks she might want to break things off

-‘I don’t think I have ever loved you, Itachi. Besides, I’m going to another country to continue my studies, and having a long distance relationship never works’ (me who’s been with the same partner for 4 yrs and did 2 yrs long distance: BULLSHIT!!)

-Her voice is muffled, and it echoes in his head, clattering around like a sword. Why would she say something so cruel? He had never come to know her as a cruel, cold person. It was not the person he’d fallen in love with. He swallows, but he’s quick to conceal his emotions. He’s not going to show her just how hurt he is by what she said.

-‘Was it all a lie, then?’ he asks, calm, detached, hiding the pain in his chest. She shakes her head.

-‘No, I just think I was foolish to think there was something where there wasn’t anything. Sorry’ she says, though her face is impassive. Itachi nods slowly.

-‘Well then. I hope you find happiness’ he says, his lips set in a hard line. Her brow furrows, her lips parting in mild surprise.

-‘You’re just going to take it?’ she asks, staring at him. Itachi’s jaw tightens. Does she expect him to grovel for that kind of treatment? To beg someone who clearly has never valued him to stay with him? He’s not such a pathetic man.

-‘I see no point in continuing a relationship with a person who sees no worth in me and cannot treat me with basic decency. I am not about to beg for cruelty and pretence’ he says simply, starting to gather his things around her flat and putting them in a bag. She blinks, rooted to the spot in the hallway until he passes by her to put his shoes on.

-‘Goodbye, y/n’ he only says, closing the door behind him before she can answer.

-at home, Itachi does not know whether it’s anger or sorrow that dominates his heart. Why has he let himself get so attached? Why has he failed to see the extent of her indifference towards him? Why has he fallen for a lie? Why does it hurt so much, despite knowing now what type of person she is?

-When Shisui comes knocking at his door, he thinks he might not answer, but in the end, he lifts himself off the bed and walks to the door

-Shisui listens to him calmly as he speaks about it, but at the end, his expression is almost comically angry, all narrowed eyes, wrinkled nose and downturned lips.

-‘Fuck her. You’re better off without her, Itachi. And she expected you to fight for her? Tsk. You’d gain more fighting for crumbs at a buffet’ he says, waving his hand dismissively. Itachi smiles slightly. Shisui is always so honest and forward in a way that he values greatly. And he trusts him wholeheartedly.

-‘It still pains me. It was not a lie, to me. I thought I had found the person I wanted to build a family with’ he says absentmindedly, nursing a cup of tea like it‘s whiskey.

-‘You’ll find someone who’s worthy of that. And if you don’t, I’m always here’ he winks, and Itachi scoffs, amused.

Itachi to y/n in this:

#me and shisui love you weasel boy #naruto #writing #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #shisui uchiha #hints of shiita #shiita #itachi x reader #itachi x y/n #itachi angst #itachi x shisui #naruto imagines #itachi imagines

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𝗪𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗗

pairing: Itachi Uchiha x Sakura Haruno

tags: Modern au, established relationship, drama, heavy angst, arguments, hurt/no comfort, emotional hurt, breakup. [that's all i'm going to tag because i don't want to spoil you.❥]

warnings: just a lot of pain, get some Kleenex.

words: 1,187

summary: 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖲𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝖾.

a/n: English is not my mother tongue, so please excuse me for any mistakes I might commit in it. ꒱࿐ “♡ ˚.*ೃ

𝗣͟𝗮͟𝗿͟𝘁͟ 𝟮͟. , 𝗣͟𝗮͟𝗿͟𝘁͟ 𝟯͟. , 𝗣͟𝗮͟𝗿͟𝘁͟ 𝟰͟., 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟱

[“𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, '𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗄𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗈. 𝖥𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨'�� 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗆𝖾.”♡]

“So that's it? It's over? Just like that?”

“I'm sorry...” He looked away, not having the courage to look her in the eye. He knew he’d back out if he did.

“I don't care if you're sorry! I don't want you to apologize, I want you to stay with me!”

“I wish I could.”

“But you can! You promised. You promised to always be there. You promised me. You... Itachi, you promised me.”

Her voice broke on the last words. Sakura tried in vain to fight the tears that threatened to fall. The sight alone was enough to turn Itachi's stomach. He didn't like to see her sad, but this was more than sadness. She was breaking. And he was the cause of it. It was enough to make him disgusted with himself. He wished things were different... but they weren't. This was the reality he lived in.

“I know, I'm sorry. My father...”

“Fuck him! You can decide what you want to do with your life; why don't you–”

“You know as well as I do that it's not as simple as that! I have to preserve my family's honor. You know how they are. It's my duty as the eldest. I've always known that. I grew up with the idea of taking over the family business, it was never about us-”

He stopped, refusing to finish that sentence. He couldn't finish it. It would hurt her too much. But she had understood without him even adding anything, if the expression on her face was anything to go by.

A bitter smile stretched across her lips as she said sarcastically:

“Oh so sorry for ruining your plans.”

“That's not what I meant!” he replied, frustrated. By her, by himself or by the situation, he didn't really know.

She scoffed at him.

“No? I'm the crazy one then? Because I could've sworn that my boyfriend of four years was dumping me like a piece of shit.”

“Don't say that!” He fumed, absolutely not liking where this conversation was going. He hated that it was even happening to begin with. “Don't talk about yourself in those terms. You know how I feel about you. How I've always felt.”

“Go tell that to the whore your clan wants you to marry.”

“Sakura...” Itachi sighed, tired. He wasn't fond of swearing, but it wasn't a wise thing to say. Even less so now. He had always been raised to believe that manners made a person valuable. Of course, there was a side of him that even his family didn't know about, and it was better that way. His mother would probably be scandalized if she knew.

“ Don't Sakura me! Do you realize what you’re doing? What you are doing to us? Have you forgotten all our plans? Your plans?”

“Of course not! How could I? But try to understand. My family has always been strict and inflexible about what they expected from life and the destiny set for the clan. Everything has always been meticulously organized. I knew my father's expectations even before I could write. Not to mention my great-uncle. Madara is probably even worse than father. Love, you know I love you, but if I run away now, Sasuke will-”

Having heard enough of this bullshit, the woman lost her temper (or rather what was left of it). If tears were nothing new, it was her sudden fury that took him by surprise. That and her look. Never, even in their worst moments, had she looked at him with such resentment and disgust. The sight alone was enough to make his heart ache.

“Fine! Go then! LEAVE! Go back to your daddy and play the perfect little boy. Make yourself miserable for the sake of people who don't even think about your happiness! Go and marry a woman you will never love because your family decided she was a better match for you. Go and break your promise to me. After all, I wasn't on the agenda, was I?”

Sakura’s wrath was unleashed upon him, shattering his being a little more with each word. But it was probably what she said next that killed him completely.

“You're a fucking liar! A hypocrite! You're just a little boy desperate for his daddy's approval, a daddy who wouldn't give it to you even if he was on his deathbed. You've always given in to their whims; and I thought that with me, you'd finally see what the world could be. What it could really offer you, not the twisted version of what your clan showed you! I've always been there for you. I've loved you through thick and thin. I've loved you and trusted you. I even loved you when your family treated me like a pest. I turned my back on people for you. People who kept telling me that you'd end up leaving and like a fool I defended you: "Itachi would never do that to me." " he loves me. " "he promised" "he's a man of his word" Man of his word, my ass!”

She angrily wiped her tears with the back of her sleeve.

“I hate you. I.hate.you. I FUCKING HATE YOU..."

her voice broke again, the tension heavy in the air. She felt like throwing up, her heart ached and she wasn't sure she could see anything but a blur with the stream of tears running down her cheeks despite her veiny attempts to wipe them away.

“Get out, get out!!” she cried, pushing him out, her lover witnessing her hysteria, his onyx eyes shining with unshed tears. Probably as devastated as her, even if he was the reason for this in the first place.

“Please, baby… We don't have to part on bad terms. I care for you ; I want us to…”

She laughed then. A laugh that sounded more like a sneer than anything else. How dare he? How could he still use pet names? She was no longer his baby or his love. And yet, she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach and her heart skip a beat every time she heard him call her that.

“Trust me Itachi, one day you’ll regret it and when that day comes, don't bother to come back, because I won't be here anymore.”

When the door was slammed in his face, he heard through the door the heartbreaking sobs of the woman he loved so much and would probably love forever. After a minute or two Itachi felt moisture on his cheeks and realized without much surprise that he was crying. He ran a hand over his face to try to wipe away his tears and whispered in a broken tone:

“I already do.”

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