#itachi uchiha x reader angst

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Yn wants to break up with Itachi saying many harsh things bc she has put up with his father's bad comments about her cause she is not an Uchiha nor a Shinobi but there is a limit

The Last Straw || Itachi Uchiha x reader

A/n : Hello dear sanotachiii !! I hope you'll like it ! It's like a two in one lmao. Give Itachi hugs he needs lots of it 🥺

Warnings : angst, harsh words, fluff at he end

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Words count : 1897

It shouldn't have happened like that. The truth is, everything was going well between you and it should have been

You loved each other with a pure and sincere love, you were dedicated body and soul to each other and nothing could have spoiled this magnificent picture

But that was without counting on Fugaku Uchiha, Itachi's father

It's fair to say that he attached a great deal of importance to the family from which the people who were close to his sons came. A little too much for your taste

You came from a good family, and there were certainly proud ninja in the ranks of your clan. However, your clan wasn't one of the most outstanding clans in Konohagakure, nor was it from another country

Of course, Fugaku was careful not to tell his son, and decided to do everything in secret

You met him once, and since that day he's avoided you like the plague. Whenever lunch was set up with you, Itachi, his mother and sometimes Sasuke were the only ones present

One day as you were walking to the lake where your date with Itachi would be, you felt someone approach you and the next thing you knew you were cornered in an alley

You recognized him immediately, Fugaku "Leave my son alone. When are you going to realize that you're not enough for him ? All you'll do is hold him back on your low ladder. He's supposed to have a great life and his family should shine in Konohagakure. Do you think you're capable of taking over the Uchiha clan ? Do you think anyone will respect you knowing you're not even up to their level ?..."

He didn't stop talking for what seemed like an eternity. Each word a drop of venom that numbed your body even more. You didn't even realize that the flowers in your hand had ended up on the ground

"You've got it. Or do you need me to be more convincing ?" his sharingan twinkled in his eye. You, who loved to see it in your boyfriend's eyes, froze for the first time at its sight

You nodded vigorously, managing as best you could not to release the tears you were holding in front of him. This bastard won't be allowed to see you cry "Good now go away and don't let anyone tell me you were seen in the Uchiha district or near Itachi again. Or you'll both regret it"

And with that he disappeared in a poof of smoke. For a moment you were stunned. Your tears began to fall as you thought about his last sentence, "you both", was he going to hurt him ? The more you were thinking the more tears there was and soon you started choking on your own tears

You should have realized. He'd just seemed angry the whole meal when you'd first met him. Of course it had to be your fault

You bent down, quickly picked up the flowers and ran from rooftop to rooftop all the way home. By the time you got there, your eyes were red with tears. So you made a difficult choice that you never thought you'd have to make, and that you never should have had to make. But as you were no longer allowed to see him, you were going to leave him alone, ghosting him, as it were That night you didn't sleep a wink

As for Itachi, he was taken aback. It wasn't like you not to come to a date or not to warn him before canceling. He preferred not to bother you, believing that for one reason or another you had a valid reason for not coming

He began to worry, however, when the next day you didn't meet him at Ichiraku as you did every Wednesday afternoon. So he decided to drop by your place with a raspberry doughnut ( or something else )

Once at your place, your sibling / one of your parents / your cat ( idk 😆 ) opened the door. After politely saying hello and taking off his shoes, he excused himself and walked down the familiar path to your bedroom

When he got there, he saw something he didn't know was going to break his heart too

You were at your desk, writing frantically on a sheet of paper, tears streaming from your reddened eyes. As another tear mingled with the ink on the paper, you crumpled up the sheet and turned to throw it in your garbage can, except this time you met his gaze.

"Y/n what are you d-"

"Please get out of here, you shouldn't be there. Please leave now" your voice was everything but soft

"What are you talking about ? Did I do something wrong ? I'm sorry if I did" he replied in a worried voice, the doughnut still in his hand

"I brought you this" he said, handing it to you

That's when you realized that he wasn't going to let you have it easy, he knew when to trust you and now he knew that no matter what you did, even you weren't really willing to do it. He could feel it

"Keep it with you and go now. I don't have time to deal with you"

"Deal with me ? What does that-"

You knew you'd have to be sharp if you wanted him to really let it go. And knowing it wasn't going to be easy, you pulled out all the stops

"I don't want you anymore. I've had enough of you. Of the Uchiha and all the rest"

"What are you talking about ? Are you feeling alright ?" he said, starting to clench his fist around the snack he'd brought you. He could feel you slipping from his fingers, even your face showed you weren't doing it willingly

He activated his sharingan to see if you were under the influence of a genjutsu, but you screamed out

"Get the fuck out of here you and your fucking evil eyes. Go home to your fuckin' family-" ( Okay now you'd totally lost it. What the hell Y/n 😂 )

Okay now that was a bit too much, the doughnut in his hand tightly squeezed, jam dripping to the floor

Suddenly he moved very fast and in the blink of an eye tackled you to the wall - a hand on your throat - "What has gotten into you ?" despite the anger in his voice you also sensed a certain concern

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you tried to remain silent and say nothing. Itachi, however, decided to take the matter into his own hands and took you out of the house for some fresh air

He intended to find out what had happened to put you in such a state. A surge of protectiveness fuelled inside him, urging him to discover what was doing this to you

He asked you more and more specific questions, and you concentrated on not answering. But Itachi could read the answers on your face that you didn't want to give him. He knew when the answer was yes or no

Without even realizing it, he'd taken you back to the Uchiha district, and it was only in front of his house that you realized it. He must have suspected the cause of your change in behavior and changed his route

He couldn't just act on impulse. Seeing your panic, he took your hand in his "Hey hey don't worry nothing's going to go wrong. I'll protect you, you have my word. But I can't pretend and watch you torture yourself like this"

With that, he went into his house and called the members of his family, claiming to want to talk about something important. Everyone came more or less quickly, some smiling and well, another glaring at you. When little Sasuke came waved at you Itachi flicked his forehead and told him to go play elsewhere during they talked and that you both were going to join him after the talk

You sat nervously at the table next to Itachi's side of the table. Opposite his father and next to his mother's side. The more nervous you became, the more Itachi realized that his assumptions were possibly true

Her mother had seen your nervousness too, and tried to meet her husband's gaze, but he stared at you shamelessly as if he were going to kill you any minute

"Why is she here ?" he suddenly spoke up, and before anyone could reply, he added, "I made it clear last time. You're not enough for an Uchiha. What if the sharingan gene gets lost in the way because of your genetic weakness ? Izumi on the other hand-"

Something inside of you snapped. Maybe it was his degrading words or Itahi's unwavering presence that fueled you but you suddenly stood up "Don't you dare mention that bitch when I'm around ! I'm Itachi's girlfriend and no one beside him would be ever able to change that !"

His father looked unfazed and looked at his soon "Great then. Son tell her you don't want to prolong this futile relationship any long-"

He was cut off by Itachi "Don't finish that sentence"

Yet his father continued "But you don't need her anymore-"

Itachi slammed his fist on the table, his sharingan flaring in his eyes. His mother let out a surprised yelp. "Don't you dare speak to her like this in my presence ever again" anger and protectiveness pumping through his whole system as his voice dropped to an uncanny scarry tone

"I'll let it pass this time. But let her tell me someone tried to mess with her head again, or if I find out... you'd rather I wasn't your son"

Then he looked at his mother "I'm sorry you had to see that, but I wanted you to know. It won't happen again

She gave you an apologetic smile and nodded to her son "Very well Itachi. Now I think it's the right time to go and have fun with your brother. You too Y/n, my dear "

So you both got up and, after saying goodbye, went to see Sasuke in the house garden.

Fugaku's gaze remained fixed on the table, on the cracks created by the impact of his son's fist a few minutes before

His wife's voice snapped him out of his thoughts "Seriously, you should have known better. She means more to him than his own life. He'd never have let her go. Let that be a lesson to you" and with that she left him to reflect on his behavior

Your hand securely held in Itachi's, your fingers intertwined he said softly "No one will ever keep me apart from you. You're the only one who can come up with this that I'd listen too"

You hold his hand tighter "You're very brave, I'd take you as an inspiration Itachi. I love you forever and always"

He smiled fondly "I love you too forever and always whatever may happen" If only you knew at that time,  that in a little while he was going to be given a secret mission that may or may not compromise his promise to you. Who knows 🤷 maybe you'd like to be part of the Akatsuki someday

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A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🍗🍠 Again my requests are open 🍣🍩

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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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𝗦. 𝗨𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗵𝗮

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Sasuke is closed off, cold even.

But not to you, no.

After all the tears and broken hearts he's caused everyone, people aren't as interested in him as before.

Sometimes they do wonder if the young Uchiha has emotions and can laugh, but practically everyone has internally decided, he doesn't.

It's the way it is, nobody is suprised.

You've always been close, maybe the long friendship helped Sasuke to trust you, so when you started dating, only a few things changed.

Physical touch, or any sort of romantic affection was a bit difficult for him, but with time he's gotten used to it, and now craves your presence.

If you're not with him, he'll let Naruto blabber the most utter nonsense while thinking about his partner.

Oh how he misses your sweet scent in moments like this.

"-and then he said...", the loud blonde was shouting about some problem again so Sasuke decided to zone out for a bit.

His mind drifted somewhere completely else.

You've been on a mission for some days now.

A Jonin like you sure doesn't have much free time, especially after war.

There are millions of things that still need to be settled, so you're doing your best to help.

Sasuke's lips twitch at the thought.

He can't help this warm feeling in his chest, buliding up drastically.

Sometimes it was hard not to admit he was missing you, so emotions built up in him, making it difficult to cope.

The raven's eyes drift, watching passersby, completely zoning out.

How he wished you were here.

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A few days later you come home.

It's night.

You've given the hokage, Kakashi, your report and are now on your way to your and Sasuke's shared home.

After war, he had gone away for three years again to protect the village from the outside and to find himself again.

You're glad he's back, back with you.

Your footsteps are quiet, almost silent.

You knock on the door, before coming in.

"I'm home.."

The further you walk into the house, the warmer you feel.

You can't help the little smile on your face when a really tired Sasuke walks towards you.

"...Welcome home...", he mumbles, immediately wrapping his arm around you.

You smile, hugging him back.

"Hey.. I'll take a quick shower okay? You already go ahead and sleep. You really look like you need it", you chuckle as he slightly grumbles but obeys.

After the shower you walk into the bedroom, seeing Sasuke already laying there, eyes fixated on you.

You chuckle, gesturing him to look away so you can put on some clothes before taking off your towel.

He mumbles something about how he's "already seen everything" but does as you say.

When you have on your pajamas, you join him in your guys' bed, cuddling yourself into the warm covers.

You snuggle closer to Sasuke, grinning up to him.

That sight makes it hard for the Uchiha not to smile back, feeling content.

He puts his hand on the back of your head, pulling you closer.

Your head is on his chest and he kisses it softly.

It wasn't often, that he displayed affection so openly, even though it's you.

But at nights like this, craving each other's presence, not having seen each other for a while, it's hard to resist.

You inhale his scent, feeling it, engraving it into your brain, so you'll never forget.

You wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck.

Sasuke feels your hot breath against his skin, making his cheeks feel unusually hot, his heart beating faster than it normally does.

He used to resent the way you make him feel.

But he's grown to love it.

Love the fact that you're the only one who's ever been able to have such an effect on him.

Sometimes he wonders if this is all a dream.

If you were really here, by his side.

If you really stayed, even though he had fought against everyone, made countless mistakes and even lost an arm in the process.

Yeah, sometimes he isn't sure if somebody just killed him and had enough pity to put him into a genjutsu to let him feel happiness one last time.

But the way your breath against his neck, the rhythm of your heartbeat against his chest and the warmth of your skin on his cold one feels..

Too real to be an illusion, too real not to be true.

And when you look up, your bright eyes full of love and affection, he can't help but melt under your gaze.

Sasuke watches you, a faint smile displaying so naturally on his lips, that he knows.

Your love was true, it was real.

You kiss his cheek before laying down again.

"Good night Sasuke. I love you."

And like always, like clockwork, he responds while tracing the Uchiha clan symbol on the back of your shirt.

"Good night. I love you too."

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you_and_sasuke_get_along_(too much ?).txt

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.

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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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Gojo satoru!!

Kind of a word dump hehehe, mentions of death. slight crossover of naruto (mentioned 1 character) fushi-gojo family heheheh angst oops divorced parents kinda not edited

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Despite you and Gojo breaking up 3 months ago, Megumi and tsumiki still asked to see you. Whenever Gojo was late to pick them up the other, they would simply request Gojo to have you pick them up instead, knowing that you always pick them up on time. As much as Gojo wanted to avoid interacting with you, he couldn’t deny that the kids both love you. More than they love gojo. He just makes sure to let you know that it was the kids that wanted to see you, not him. Definitely not him. 

Swiping the green button on your phone, you answered the call of the man whose heart you broke. 

“What is it gojo” 

The name stung, but putting that aside, he went back to the issue at hand. 

“Wow so no hello?” 

“Hello gojo, what do you need? I’m kind of busy” You said as you skimmed the document your assistant handed you. Also while typing on your computer. 

Your breakup was a mutual decision, a heart-clenching decision for both of you. But that was 3 months ago, you two have moved on, right? Well Y/N most certainly did. She did initiate the argument first. Gojo was just fighting in a game where you had already won. 

“I was gonna ask you if you can have Megumi and tsumiki sleepover? I have an overnight trip tonight, but I’ll be back tomorrow. They’re in school right now, so can you pick them up also? I kind of need to go after lunch. I know it’s kind of a lot to ask bu-” 

“Yeah sure, anything else?” 

“-oh, well nothing else, I guess.” 

“Good, bye” 

Then you hung up.

Sometimes Gojo just wished that you two hadn’t broken up, he hated the situation you two were in. And the conversation you two had still haunts him at night.  

Gojo had felt the tension of your relationship, the brittleness of its holds to each other. And the bridge you two built was burning. And there was nothing he could’ve done to prevent it. The love you two had was something different from the others, but nothing could compare to him. 

Nothing compared to th strong feeling you clearly held for your ex. Your dead ex. Gojo knew what he had involved himself in when you two got together. But his feelings for you overpowered all his worries and doubts, and that was what he regretted most. 

Despite being together with him, he can’t help but think 

‘what if you're seeing him instead of me?’ 

You couldn’t love him the way he needed to be loved. And you couldn’t give him that kind of love. Couldn’t give him that special place for him, but instead keeping it on hold for someone who wasn’t gonna come back. 

“You deserve so much better toru” 

“No. please, I’ll do better I promise, please” Holding onto you, on his knees not wanting to let you go. In your apartment, with Megumi and tsumiki waiting in the car, waiting for gojo.

“I can’t, it’s not you. I promise its not you… I shouldn’t have entered a relationship knowing that I haven’t moved on from my ex.” 

Shaking his head, as if that would make it all disappear. You closed your laptop and looked at the picture frames that decorated your desk. One was Megumi and tsumiki, they were holding a cake that said ‘Happy valentines Day!’

The Second was a picture of Gojo and Megumi. Megumi was on Gojo’s shoulders 

The third was much harder to look at. 

It was a wedding photo, of you and your husband, Itachi. Looking at the photo and recalling all the memories, accidentally caressing the ring that adorned your finger. Even when you were together with Gojo, you didn’t take it off. You were a cruel, cruel person to be in a relationship with. Which is why, you broke up with him. He may be hurting now. But he will hurt even more when he realized that when nights come and you’re crying trying to call out to your dead husband. 

The only reason that you were only keeping in contact with him (again, cruel) was because of the kids, Megumi and tsumiki. And you knew it was wrong, so you left, but not far enough for them to feel abandoned again.

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might do a part 2 lololoolo

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[suguru-getos]

| 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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[moumouton4]

Hi! Would love if you agreed to write an Isekai where female reader "appears" in the Shinobi world and meets Itachi, they fall in love, etc. Female reader has special powers and Itachi protects her. She heals Itachi from his chakra illness and turns his regular Mangekyou Sharingan into an Eternal one.

Something like that, you can add whatever inspires you whether that's fluff, smut or angst (as long as there's a happy ending).

Out Of Nowhere || Itachi Uchiha x fem!reader

A/n : Hello my dear ! Thank you so much for trusting me with your idea. I'm so happy I turned this way !

Part 2 : And Everywhere : Sex In Tsukuyomi

A/n 2 : IMPORTANT TO READ - This part was supposed to be the intro of a smut fic where Y/n wants to ask Itachi to have sex inside Tsukuyomi. But it got out of hands and now it's Part 1. So yes there will be a Part 2 published tomorrow or the day after

Warnings : Fluff, angst, fluffy ending slowly turning into a slow burn, Itachi loves ypu and he needs to protect you, but you're here to protect him as well. Next Part will full smut.

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Word count : 1821

You never thought you’d ever end up in this situation when everything started. You never conceived the idea of someone like him existing. And he never imagined meeting someone like you

How you met, well it was only the chance of destiny

You didn't even know what had happened. You were just walking along when all of a sudden you felt yourself falling ( like just before falling asleep ) and then poof all of a sudden you were somewhere else ( let's say you didn't care about your family and friends lmao because it would be very depressing )

At first you didn't really know where you'd been moved to. You watched the world around you with rapt attention, eager to understand what the hell was happening to you

Nevertheless, you could feel a force within you, like a fire of energy burning deep inside you

But before you could think further your head started throbbing painfully, you started to feel hot flashes. Your hand found a grip on a tree trunk and you slowly slid to the floor. Not even two minutes later you were out, lying unconscious in the middle of this foreign forest

It is some kids that were playing around the area who found you there. While some stayed at your sides, the others ran at full speed to get someone to help

The inhabitants of Konohagakure who were brought by the kids could have been suspicious - like so many other times lmao - but they somehow decided to give you a chance. According to those who found you you were wearing funny clothes and clearly looked disoriented

When you came back to your senses, they didn’t lose any more time to bring you to *inoichi Yamanaka, who sounded your mind to be sure that you weren’t any threat for the village

The more you stayed in Konohagakure the more you started to feel at ease. You quickly learned that you were surrounded by a ninja world in which chakra mastery was a prerequisite for success

You figured that you too, you possessed this form of vital energy that enabled you to enhance your abilities

The most astonishing thing was that yours - probably because of your journey to this world - was different from the shinobis. It had the power to heal the effects of time and disease - like Rapunzel lmao

But you eventually got used to it and started training to become a ninja - Iruka never had such a respectful, elderly pupil 😂

Thanks to your talent and willpower, you were finally able to complete your studies quickly enough to be allowed to go on simple B or C ranked missions within a year - yeah so impressive

However every time you went on a mission, you felt like you weren't at 100%. It was as if you were only using a fraction of the power you had. But you wanted to improve yourself and be best you could be for your fellow comrades So you took matters into your own hands. You went to the central hospital of Konohagakure and asked the doctors to run some tests on you, to try and understand your situation a little better. And a lot has changed after this

The doctors indeed realized that your chakra contained traces of the proteins present in the composition of the Mokuton, Shôton, Byakugan, Sharingan, Rinnegan… the list was so long

They couldn't believe it, they found traces of every Kekkei Genkai in existence, even those thought to have disappeared

Of course, the information leaked out and many ill-intentioned people began to take a close interest in your case. Your power was invaluable and, if used properly, could create an invincible army of ninjas who, thanks to you, could possess several Kekkei Genkai

You weren’t Y/n the newbie anymore, but more the weapon to to declare war on a major power

That's how you met the person who changed your life and made your day. The most talented ninja of his generation had been summoned by the Hokage V to ensure your security

"You understand, Itachi, her safety is our priority. I don't want her to be left alone until all the bounty hunters we know about are put out of action"

"Very well, I won't disappoint you" the young man answered with conviction

Though he hadn't anticipated that he'd take his mission much more to heart than he should have. And finally, even when you were theoretically out of danger, he couldn't resist staying with you. To accompany you on missions or just come for tea after training. And finally he confessed, unable to keep his love for you a secret any longer

To his surprise, you reciprocated his feelings, and that's when the two of you became each other's most important person

After that, you'll all share. Long, exhausting missions that have brought you closer together and strengthened your bond. And then there were the more difficult times, when things had to be done with heavy consequences

But you always managed to find each other. In more or less good shape and condition

This never-ending game of getting lost and finding each other finally came to an end the day he came back to you partially blind. You sensed from his restraint and the almost empty look in his eyes that he couldn't see much. Indeed, his eyes couldn't even make out the contours of your face through all that mist in his eyes and it destroyed him - seriously I'm sure it would have created some ptsd

You couldn't let it go on and convinced him to stop. You kept him close to you and protected him as he had done for you all those years ago

Though there was one thinking you didn’t know. You thought you'd protect him by keeping him away from battles so he wouldn't use his Mangekyou Sharingan, thinking it was the latter that had caused him to lose his sight, but you didn't count on the rare and devastating disease he was suffering from. For some reason, his chakra was the source, and the more it coursed through his veins, the more poisonous it became for Itachi. As a result, his eyesight and health were declining more and more You exhausted yourself day after day, night after night to finally find a way to give him back his sight. He wasn't lost, so to speak, his sharp ninja senses enabled him to perceive everything around him, but... he'd give anything to be able to see your face again

And so, after a few weeks, you succeeded in perfecting a jutsu to restore his sight. He trusted you blindly ( pun unitented / gen ) and he was right. Because it only took you fifteen minutes. And after that draining effort, when he reopened his eyes he felt slightly different

He looked at his hands for a moment, and when he could see the details of the lines in the palm of his hand again, he swore he felt tears starting to well up in his eyes. You'd done it

He saw without any blur your tired face dripping with drops of sweat. When your eyes locked with his, a sigh of relief escaped your lips and you let yourself fall back tiredly onto the bed behind you. His hands came to cradle your face

"You've done wonders Y/n. You're a miracle from heaven" his thumb was rubbing softly against your cheek "I'll never be grateful enough. But you must rest now. Let me take care of you"

With that he took a towel of cold water and passed it over your face to invigorate you. Then he tucked you into bed before joining you like every other night

He spent some extra time admiring the features of your face, which he had missed so much lately. He struggled to understand how such an extraordinary being had crossed his path. How someone like him had been blessed to have you by his side

"Itachi..." he heard you mumble in your sleep, and he couldn't stop a wave of warmth from flooding his heart. He gave you a gentle smile despite the fact that you were fast asleep and pushed a few strands of hair from your forehead. He placed a lingering kiss on it before getting up to brush his teeth

On the way to the bathroom he noticed a slight weight and a tingling sensation in his eye ( does that even make sense ?!? ) as if something had changed. He brushed it off and decided to take care of the task in hand

He took his toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it. Bringing the brush to his mouth, he raised his head and froze. He had just met his own gaze in the mirror, his pupils now adorned with a pattern different from the three tomoe pattern of his Sharingan and the Mangekyou Sharingan he had awakened a little while ago

He swallowed hard as he recognized the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. He took a deep breath and concentrated on regaining control. When he opened his eyes again, this time he saw his everyday black orbs in the mirror. The ones who admired and observed your every detail

It was the first time he had witnessed this particularity of your chakra. He'd heard about it like many people, but he'd never seen you create or awaken a Kekkei Genkai in someone before

He wondered if you'd done it on purpose though, or if it was just a mistake on your part. He decided not to bother tonight and to address the subject the following day. Finally, he continued brushing his teeth, counting the seconds until he could join you in bed and sleep with you in his arms... or the other way round - he also loves to be held

Little did he know that sleeping wasn't really what was going on for you right now. Sure you were sleeping, but your mind and body were restless

When he raised his head earlier, you did your best not to let your breath hitch when you saw the new pattern in his eyes. You knew enough about the Uchihas to know what it was and the many properties this power possessed

You body felt like on fire as you dreamed a whole host of scenarios in your sleep "That's so hot" you kept thinking

In real life your cheeks were flushed and your thighs clenching. And when Itachi came back to bed he thought that you were feverish from using that much chakra earlier. So he held you close, hoping his warmth would help your fever go down at some point But you wished just one thing right now, having several of him taking care of you at the same time in a timeless dimension

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[namelessuchiha]

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

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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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[saintrocklee]

pairing: itachi x reader for @thebloodredraven request prompt: "and now you're a stranger with all my secrets" angst. pining. itachi being deep, reader just existing.

There's a woman, in a tea shop.

Not an unusual circumstance. Tea shops required people to work in them, and those people were typically civilians. Specifically women. Some old, the wrinkles in their face scrunched up with a smile for a paying customer. Some young, nervously flitting from one table to another, trying not to spill anything.

Itachi finds himself here, when he needs to remember. Remember what it was like, before. Remember what he was like, before. He remembers to overpay the elder owner of the tea shop, who scolds him while scooping up the change, telling him she doesn't need his charity. He remembers to nod and pretend not to notice when the younger girl stutters and stumbles around him, her crush plain as day. It feels foreign to him, the normalcy of it all, but it's comforting in a way he cannot find elsewhere.

And then ... he meets you.

Just a woman in a tea shop. A very normal thing.

Until it's not.

When you sit in front of him, he slants his eyes to you, and can't help but furrow his brow. The small cup placed in front of him is steaming but the color is slightly off, the smell isn't quite right. You're watching him carefully, brow and lip quirked in kind. Neither of you speak as he slowly brings it closer to his face, inhaling a deeper breath. He doesn't miss the way your eyes seem to light up and you nod once encouragingly.

When he finally tastes the tea, he's pleasantly surprised.

"This is new?" He asks and you finally smile.

"Used to be." You respond, finally relaxing into your seat at his approval. Itachi hums and ignores the pointed jab. It'd been months since he visited last, and he feels something warm curl in his chest that you noticed his absence. That you would be so bold as to mention it to him.

"You around for awhile?"

The questions hangs between you for a stifled moment and Itachi feels the warmth in his chest curdle.

"Not this time."

You nod once and rest your cheek on your knuckles, elbow planted on the small table. It reminds Itachi of a long time ago, of etiquette training and the importance of proper posture while at the dinner table.

It reminds him of his mother, giving him a warning look for testing the boundaries of rules he didn't understand. Elbows don't belong on the table, just as shuriken don't belong on the floor.

It's disarming, the way you evoke such strong feelings in him while just existing. He was an expert at compartmentalizing, sticking to his carefully constructed plans, never wavering from his goal.

And then he met a girl in a tea shop. Irony, maybe? Or karma.

Maybe it's just something that happens to people. Even him.

Just two strangers, who meet by chance. Taking comfort in one another without saying anything of consequence. Two people, taking a break to just be.

A very normal thing.

He curls his hand around the cup. He wonders if you'll miss him.

"You missed a lot." You comment casually, eyes sliding over to the counter, a smile tugging at your lips as you watch the older woman shoo a stray cat out of the shop. Itachi makes a noise of agreement and your eyes find his again.

"Granny smacked a man with a broom last month."

Itachi pauses, the cup just shy of his lips, and arches a brow. Your smile stretches to show teeth.

"He tried to leave without paying. She's getting meaner in her old age."

"I can hear you, brat!"

You turn your head all the way this time, elbow falling from the table as you laugh and hold your hands up in surrender. Once again Itachi is thrown, tossed wildly into a memory he's long forgotten, and can't help but see Shisui in the way you poke fun at your friend, who waves you off with a scowl and tells you to watch the shop. He lets the nostalgia wash over him, doesn't fight against the wave of hurt and guilt that accompanies it.

It'll be over soon. He could let himself feel it, just this once.

There's a beat and you're alone. Itachi can't sense anyone else around and knows this is the time. He feels a swell of something, just under his skin, his lungs, and pushes against it with everything he has.

"You won't be seeing me after this, I'm afraid."

The left over laughter in your eyes fades away and you still your movements, still half turned in your seat.

"Are you going somewhere?"

Itachi manages a self deprecating smile.

"Yes. To see someone."

The surprise that flits across your face at him willingly offering information is charming. There's a sense of triumph there, that you finally know something about him besides his favorite tea after years of sitting across from him. You turn to face him fully, giving him your undivided attention, and Itachi prefers you like this.

All to himself. Even just for a moment.

"Who?" You chance, eyeing him cautiously, waiting for the inevitable refusal. Itachi hums.

"My younger brother."

You blink. He continues, preparing himself.

"He's going to kill me."

Itachi can physically see the way his words affect you. Shock, visible in your parted mouth and widened eyes. Disbelief, in the way you straighten your spine. Concern and fear, twitching in your hands with the need to get away but also reach out. To him.

"Why?" You barely whisper, lips hardly moving around the word. Itachi steels himself before answering.

"Because I killed our family to save him."

You stand suddenly and your chest stutters at the sudden movement, almost like you didn't mean to. Flight or fight instinct has your body reacting before you can register it, and Itachi follows you fluidly, flickering between you and your previously occupied seat as you take a step back. Your chest heaves with effort and Itachi lets you take it all in, giving himself this extra time to look at you. The soft bags under your eyes from a long day, the slope of your nose, the dip between your bottom lip, the curve of your jaw, your neck.

He knows that he'll think of you before he dies. He knows he deserves the hurt that comes with this. Another punishment, for what he's done. For what he's going to do.

"You're going to kill me." You murmur, hands clenching at your sides, eyes wide. Itachi narrows his eyes.

"No."

You blink again. The movement causes one of your eyelashes to fall and land right above your cheek, just under the barely there scar you'd told him about long ago. He feels the absurd urge to brush it away. To offer you comfort, when you obviously needed some.

Just a normal thing. Something a lover would do.

"Why are you telling me this?"

The noise he makes is almost a laugh. You glance away from him, swallowing hard, and Itachi finishes his confession.

"You're a stranger." He murmurs, some of his carefully hidden confusion leaking through. Because you were just a girl in a tea shop, a normal thing, completely ordinary, and yet -

"But you are important. I wanted someone to know me, before I died."

The way your eyes immediately find his is easy, and he catches you in his Sharigan before you even know what's happening.

"And now you're a stranger with all my secrets."

You start to slump and Itachi reaches for you, pulling you into him and immediately finding your temple with his mouth. He allows himself to breathe you in once, letting the feeling of your skin on his lips wash over him completely, before he speaks again; this time for his ears only.

"Thank you."

When you wake, your forehead is buried in your arms and you yawn, stretching your hands over your head. There's an empty cup in front of you and way too much money next to it, carefully tucked between the cracks of the worn table. Your favorite customer is gone and you rub your eyes, frowning at the way you fell asleep so easily. You barely remember seeing him and try to blink back the fog in your brain. He'd said goodbye you thought, and maybe he thanked you for the tea; but that was all you could recall after Granny had left you in charge of the shop. You shake off the sleep and slid the money in your pocket, smiling fondly at how much he'd left you.

You'll just have to thank him next time.

#itachi drabble #itachi fanfic #itachi x you #itachi x reader #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi uchiha x you #itachi uchiha fanfic #itachi prompt #i wrote this in like an hour that's a record for me #i'm not the Greatest with angst so if it's weird don't tell me i'm sick & sensitive right now LMAO #ty for the prompt request!! xo

[4ngeldusstt]

F A R E W E L L

A/N: this might be bad im so sorry in advance but it was helpful to get that motivation to write something again!!!

Word count: 931

Warnings: angst (none)

It’s been so long, way too long since you last saw him, a mass murderer to them but just Itachi for you. Despite the awful words put on his name and rumors you heard in the village you still couldn’t see him as anything but a gentle and caring man, it was difficult for you to fathom, his hands, the ones that once had such a soft feel against you skin, the same ones that held you with so much love that you could even sense his fear of breaking you if he wasn’t careful enough. It was hard for you to believe those hands, were stained.

You still remembered him, daily. Your mind often wondering if he was taking care of himself, if he was eating well, if he was still alive, you would be lying if you said those thoughts hadn’t kept you awake more times that they should’ve, but you couldn’t help it. They can’t blame you for having this thoughts, right?you knew an Itachi they didn’t, you knew him better than anyone. He was your first love, your first everything. Yes, he broke your heart by leaving so suddenly, but a piece of you also left with him that night, a piece that you hoped he still carried with him everywhere he went.

[Fast forward]

You are part of the ANBU and were assigned a mission that was apparently easy, you were ambushed and were now fighting against a member of Akatsuki, as you were fighting you sensed a presence hiding somewhere, making you feel kind of uneasy but somehow you where not threatened by it.

Your peripheral vision percieved a shadow moving from one tree to another your reflex was to throw a kunai at it’s direction landing on the tree trunk right by their face. “Still the best shinobi in Konoha I see.” The sudden so familiar voice making you freeze in place allowing your opponent to attempt to attack you, but the attack never got to you, ‘how is it possible? I didn’t even move’ you thought, a shadow was towering before you, their body stopping the ninjutsu technique that was supposed to be aimed at you. “What are you doing Itachi? Let me finish her.” It hit you like a wave out of the sudden you realized, the presence you felt, the familiar voice, the man towering you, it was.. him. “You touch her, I’ll kill you.” He was protecting you, like he always did.

“‘tachi?” Your voice coming out small, mirroring how you felt at that moment, suddenly you were back at the time he walked you home that night clueless that was going to be the last time that you were going to see his face, back at when he kissed you like he always did before you got though your door, a kiss that lasted a few more seconds than usual, you didn’t know why at the time but later on you knew. He was saying goodbye.

His shoulders tensing at the nickname you always called him, at your voice, the voice he hasn’t had the pleasure to hear in over two years now, the voice that he tried so hard not to forget. “Why did you leave me?” You bravely asked him, you had thought before what would you say to him if you had the chance to see him again, wondering if you would be angry, happy, upset. But deep down what you wanted to know was this, why he left you.

“I’m sorry, I had to.” He couldn’t dare to turn around just yet, in fear of breaking down at the sight of your face. “You could’ve taken me with you, you know?” A bare whisper was all your voice allowed you in this moment. “I ruined my life I didn’t want to ruin yours. I couldn’t do that to you. It would’ve been selfish of me to take you with me, y/n. Force you to become a rogue ninja.. you had a bright future ahead, I didn’t want to take that away from you.” his voice starting to break after saying your name out loud for the first time after all these years. It pained him because he know you felt abandoned, he knew that he broke you. “You wouldn’t be forcing me if it’s my own decision. I had you on my mind every day for the past few years, I never sopped loving you, I never once felt hatred against you for leaving, please look at me, Itachi.” Your pleading eyes were now staring at the black ones you only had the chance to see in your dreams, fuck, you missed him.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, he couldn’t look away from you, his hand reaching slowly in fear that you would evaporate if he touched you, scared that his mind was playing a toll on him. Finally, he cupped the side of your face, you were very much real, engraving in his mind the sight and feeling of you subconsciously leaning against his warm touch closing your eyes at the sensation of his skin finally being against yours. “I love you, y/n. Always have and always will.” The warm feeling on your cheek was now replaced by a cold breeze, pulling you put of the trance his whispering voice had you on, your eyes slowly opened in hopes that he was still there but you were met with the spot he was standing on seconds ago being empty. Not his eyes, not him. He left, once again. You can’t blame him, can you?

“‘Til we meet again, ‘tachi.”

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[itachianon]

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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[maddyguru]

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

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[human-psyche]

UNSPOKEN AFFECTIONS.

" he taught her how to love, but not how to stop... "

characters: uchiha itachi x reader

genre: angst, romance

about: it took one glance to form a connection between them. whereas uchiha itachi saw her as a beautiful thing too valuable for someone like himself, y/n yearned to cross all the bridges to him. and in the end, it could only be a temporary escape.

THEIR FIRST ENCOUNTER TAKES place when Y/n is just a young novice following the older geishas around in order to learn the ways of her soon to be profession, timid, reserved and well practiced in avoiding unwanted mishaps; it was not her choice to be at the okiya in the capital of the Land of Crimson Trees, a smaller nation next to the Land of Fire where the forests and trees would artistically never change color and remain red all throughout the year, however, she came from a poor background out of which she had been made to rely on her own appearence. Her hands are most often hidden beneath the white sleeves of her simple, modest kimono, but on such a certain day they're visible and tinkering away at her shamisen一 a traditional three-stringed musical instrument. As she plays, four figures emerge from the darkness of the cold winter night and enter the popular yet secluded okiya house, bringing in with them all the frozen wind from outside which contrasts the warm, cozy elegance of the interior.

At the head of the group, behind another, there's a handsome but cold-looking shinobi. He's lethal but sophisticated, she can tell by simply appreciating his features and the neutral grace he moves about with; a combination of death and beauty. Though his face is cold and unreadable, Y/n finds herself filled with a strange warmth in his presence, even if his passive stare is far greater an effect than the cool breeze she feels from outside.

Itachi was tasked by their leader to come with the  other Akatsuki members to look for her mentor and the owner of the okiya, the full fledged, aristocratic head geisha known as Akanemio, he has a specific purpose but he can't take his eyes off of her as she plays.

Although no words are ever exchanged, she can sense his admiration.

His companions seem to take note of his change in demeanor. They shift their stances, unsure of what to do with the unknown emotion that suddenly takes over the atmosphere.

When asked that she serve them at their table by a louder one of them which she assumes it's his partner, it isn't Y/n's liberty to decide. Matsume, her current teacher of musical instruments and the second most revered geisha of their house declines politely, explaining that she is but a new one, and that her job is to play music.

After a few seconds, Itachi continues on his way. Y/n remains where she is, rooted to her spot.

This, this shared moment of understanding, it has an unspoken implication: that even if they know nothing of each other, their brief meeting is enough一 enough to make them feel something beyond attraction.

. . .

The second encounter comes as a surprise to Y/n because Akanemio allows her to sit in on the private, shoji divided gathering of the Akatsuki members one summer day, an event she would mandatory attend alone. This time she's instructed to follow through her mentor's exquisite movements and move her hands delicately to pour sake for the guests, a total of six. Apparently, Akanemio works tightly linked with the organization and the Akatsuki regard her with great respect from what she can pick of their conversation; she sits then, listening obediently, hands resting in her lap.

Only her gaze flutters, discreetly raising her head to allow herself to long for and catch that of the ever blazing sharingan.

The tension between them feels almost unbearable, when, in an inopportune time when she makes to pour him wine and the distance closes in causing her to weaver, Y/n accidentally knocks over the cup of sake, spilling it across the table.

The disapproval etched on Akanemio's expression speaks volumes, yet completely hidden behind her well matured, painted countenance.

Recovering quick and knowing a punishment would await her, she reaches out to clean it up but the Uchiha male swiftly stops her, his gaze turning icy. "That sake was poisoned." he says, at last.

Y/n is more entranced by his voice, which she hears for the first time, rather than the gravity of the situation. She forgets there might be a traitor at their house, or that she'd be discredited for her mistake, focused on the rogue nin due to him touching her hand.

The same emotion hangs in the air, with the promise of something more, but neither of them dares to speak.

She looks up into his eyes. The girl feels a shiver down her spine as his gaze lingers on her. But finally, Itachi breaks the spell and Y/n stands, claiming her rightful, seated corner a little bit behind Akanemio.

She's not sure she can explain the fact he too seems interested in her except nothing other than her keen observation can prove that.

It's almost as if it's not there…yet it is.

. . .

Itachi glances around the large room, lined with walls of paper doors and permeated with the smell of spring cherry blossoms; he spots her from across the stage, her beauty soft and inviting, dressed in a deep red kimono on this grand night because she is no longer just a novice or an upper maiko: she is a geisha, one whose first performance must be bought by the highest paying client.

She has no way of knowing that is him, but she would be grateful to meet him once again.

The music is a form of an epic tragedy and the dance accentuates her mastered art, fluid poise threading lightly along to the traditional beat of solemn drums.

When the song ends, Y/n goes to change, feeling nervous: it's then another geisha, Kozakura, tells her the bid ended and the winner would come to accompany her to her room…which she welcomes with both wonder and anticipation upon receiving the visit of the one person she hasn't seen in almost another year: Uchiha Itachi.

When she opens the door, she finds him with a determined look in his hues. He steps into the room and gently closes the door behind him, not letting anything一 not even words 一 stand in their way.

Itachi knows this may be his last chance to feel love from another human being, with his fate uncertain. No, his fate is decided, he himself walking to his own self machinated demise only making it seem it'll be at his brother's powerful hands. He feels an intense desire to draw this moment out and savour it, a reminder that despite his dark and solitary life, his heart still beats. He has only one night before he sets to leave and he wants to use it to indulge in one last pleasant memory.

He says, low and slow: "I won't be coming back from this."

Y/n's reaction clenches to something dreadful, comprehending immediately his cryptic comment. It's not another mission, he speaks about his own end.

She knew already, she has known he was sick because she heard his perfectly controlled yet strained breathing pattern when she'd gotten close to him due to the spilled cup of sake. But she never expected to what extent and that he planned from the start not to stay around much longer…

She's in love with a man who'd soon die out of his own volition, and whose feelings he preferred to negate than to atleast permit himself to want a momentary distraction from his purpose, as if he didn't wish for them nor deserved them, which are both lies.

"I know…" It's Y/n's simple response, daring to walk forward and touch him.

Her presence illuminates the darkness, stare glowing brighter, as if beckoning him closer.

Itachi obliges and kisses her, his lips fusing with hers as strong emotions of need and desire overwhelm them both.

The passionate evening doesn't last long: it isn't meant to. They know their time together is merely fleeting.

As he leaves the room, Y/n gives him a small token: a carved piece of crimson stone wrung on a black string as a reminder that she will always cherish his existence.

It would later become a mystery of whom it belonged to, questioning the origin of the item fallen from his cloak by his younger brother, after he presumably killed him.

"The red sun sets, the moon is lonely." it read...

. . .

a/n: hi, share / reblog if you like! and do follow me for more content to come.

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[vulpisnocturna]

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:

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