Infatuation — Prologue

A GAME

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#SYNOPSIS— The white death enjoys a game of Russian roulette with his lover

#WARNING(s)— mentions of unhealthy obsession/fixation, unwanted advances/touches/affection, Russian roulette(?)

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The gun pressed against your forehead. He grinned at you cruelly, ❝ Well? I don't like asking twice❞, he murmured, his eyes glued to your shaking figure. You sobbed, choking gasps that spilled past your lips as tears streamed down your cheeks. When your mouth started to quiver and cry, there was an ‘empty click’ that echoed through the still room. A short scream escaped past your lips. Hands coming up to cover your face from the threat. ❝ Tick-Tock ❞ he mocked, pressing the gun closer to your forehead.

Your heart pounded with anxiety as your lips trembled. ❝ Yes—! I’ll marry you!❞ You shakily managed to say the words he's been hoping to hear while having a heart full of fear. He raised the gun to his temples, finger pressed on the trigger. Another ‘ empty click ‘ rung out the empty silence. Short rumbles of laughter spilled from his lips as he smirked menacingly. He carelessly threw the gun across the floor. You flinched at the sound, even without the gun he was an imposing man. Intimidating to the bone— and grasped a terrifying amount of power over you.

He pulled you close to him, hands caressed your face as you sobbed before him, stifling your sobs and hiccups. He gave you a rough but messy kiss on the lips as though you were his lifeline.

so very nervous but would you liked to be tagged ?! 💓.

OH WOULD I?— OH JOLLY ABSOLUTELY

feeling devious and mischievous rn . . !

cough— it’s almost done— ARUGJEH

👀OH? WHAT IS THIS I SEE? THAT SO GRACIOUSLY BLESSES MY EYES?

A DILF WHOS DESPERATE FOR US? OH?? TAG ME ASAP

Can’t wait— I’m drooling already

anyways i ended up falling alseep while writing my lil story i was talking bout earlier

but im up now working on it before i go back to focusing on one-sided

Oooooo— I’m excited to read it

There was this yandere ransom Drysdale x reader fanfic. Called Naughty Ransom Holidays.

This chapter where the author made ransom give a necklace to the reader. He ordered her to wear it. Yes, to show how he loves her and wants her close to her heart. But mostly her chest ... Haha. He got turned on when he was pounding her. The necklace would be between her perky breasts. And since Quaritch wondered if reader chan would wear his human dog tag, would he want her to wear it? If so, will be notice her necklace when he makes love to her? I am curious. From your infatuation series

I’m not sure— since Recom quaritch is a ‘ different ‘ person than the original Miles Quaritch. I think he would be a bit smug if they still did have his human dog tag. Because in his mind he’s like “ she’s been thinking of me all these years “

But than he starts accepting that he’s not human— he’s na’vi. He’s a different person, so he’ll start feeling conflicted and at one point might even view the dog tags with hatred.

STUCK

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#SYNOPSIS— Running away from the white death

#WARNING(s)— mentions of unhealthy obsession/fixation,mentions of forced relationship, intent on kidnapping

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You wouldn't be honest if you said you weren’t feeling anxious. Here you were, looking back over your shoulder as you boarded a bullet train. Hurriedly taking a seat in the nearest corner. You could never be too sure of your surroundings. That much you discovered thanks to your "beloved lover” The cart was very silent, it was making you feel uneasy. It wasn’t until later that you realized you were in the ‘silent car’ It was peaceful— so peaceful. Something you hadn’t gotten in the past few years. Only a short while had passed when the silence was broken by three men. They were bickering amongst themselves clearly being agitated and overworked. One was obviously under some sort of substance clearly being escorted by the other two men. You didn't really comprehend who he was until you got a closer look at his face.

It was the son of your ‘ dear lover ‘ However there were rumors that he had been taken hostage by a gang and was being held for ransom. You never made an effort to know just how he got kidnapped exactly. Having no desire to learn anything about that man’s offspring. Your gaze darted from left to right as you nervously gnawed at your lips. It wasn’t a coincidence— nothing was ever a coincidence. Your breathing was erratic as you tried making sense of the situation. You couldn't imagine going back to that man. There were tears running down your cheeks. You should have known better than to think it was just a coincidence. You managed to secure a ticket on the bullet train by some miracle. You wiped away any possible tear-streaked traces as you sniffled through your emotions. After gathering yourself, you decided to put up a fight and not be treated lightly. You won’t be taken easily.

But as you heard the two men arguing back and forth, your brief moment of clarity was broken. They continued to glance at your spot before returning to their phone. ❝ It can't be that simple—that much for her, ❞ the taller of the two whispered harshly ❝Listen, mate— that's the fuckin target ❞ the other one would say while rolling his eyes. ❝ just hurry it up ❞ He was a well-dressed man, and the color of his clothes complemented his eyes. And he was approaching you confidently with an endearingly smiling. He had curly brown chesnut hair and pearly white teeth with a mustache complimenting his looks. He was handsome you noted— but either way he was hired to take you back. You had nowhere else to go as he moved closer, causing your breath to become labored. He would undoubtedly drag you back into the man's grasp. And it appeared that he had noticed you frantic state.

❝ Hey—hey ❞ he said, encouraging you to adopt a relaxed posture. ❝ I just need you to make this easy for me, sweetheart, ❞ he added ❝ I've already had a fuckin day with these twats ❞ you glared at him with narrowed brows, letting out a series of gurgling laughs. Your lips began to twist into a wicked, crafty smile. You had previously emphasized that you wouldn't be taken lightly. You stood up in a false fury and screamed at the top of your lungs. Raising your hand, you slapped his cheek ❝ How dare you— You pervert! Disgusting man, you! You are not allowed to grope me while I'm sleeping just because I'm dozing off! Outrageous—piece of shit! ❞ you launched into a tirade against him in an effort to get the other passengers' attention, and it was successful. The man appeared as though he was unable to realize that he had been smacked and was now being called a pervert.

He struggled to speak while feverishly shaking his head in denial. He made gestures with his arms raised as he attempted to diffuse the situation caused by other passengers hurling objects at him. ❝ I was merely attempting to wake her!❞ You packed your belongings and scoffed. Giving him one last look before slapping him again. ❝ You wench—, you! ❞ His hand reached out to stroke his swollen cheek. You huffed and stepped away from the scene. Hurriedly opened the door, sweat running down your face. You were horrified by what you had done. You’ve hit an escort that was hired by your lover and had gotten away with it.

You choose to put your bags in a random holder after fumbling with them. encountering a gentleman with heavy glasses, a bucket hat on top, and long, shaggy blonde hair. He appeared to be trying to blend in by dressing poorly ❝ I'm sorry, but have you seen a silver suitcase with a sticker on it? ❞ You immediately noticed it in the corner of your eyesight. The wheels in your thoughts started to turn as you turned to look back at the man ❝ I apologize for the mess, but here it is! ❞ You handed the man the silver bag bearing a train-themed sticker ❝ Thank you very much❞ he left without another word, seemingly oddly happy. There was something going on in this train and you didn’t want to stay and figure it out. Getting off was top priority.

CONTINUING THEIR LEGACY

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#SYNOPSIS— headcanons on clanheads continuing their legacy

#WARNING(s)— yandere,unhealthy obsession, manipulation/manipulative, implication of noncon/dubcon

(Indra Otsutsuki||Madara Uchiha)

As a man with enemies far too large that exceed his own legacy the only solution is to expand his clan. And that will only happen by his darling’s womb. Either by you willing to spread your legs for him or not he chooses not to care. He loves you far too much for him to care about your own feelings. It’s only about his obsession. His feelings—only about him. Do you not care how he feels to see you without a child in your womb? Without a child clinging onto your kimono? It pains him to see such a thing. It almost shames him when he eyes your empty belly and see he has yet to impregnate you. Of course, one child will never be enough for him. Hes the founder of a new uprising shinobi clan the urge to bare many heirs for him is pressured on his shoulders.

With the threat of his brothers clan waging war without a doubt his children will be sent to the frontlines. Therefore one child will never be enough. No—he expects at least four children if not more. If you dare try to refuse him he won’t hesitate to use his sharingan to make you complaint during intercourse. Of course he would like his darling to enjoy the process but if his sharingan is needed he wont be reclutent to use it. The survival of the Uchiha is weighted on his darlings shoulder. Indra is very firm about his darling bearing heirs for him. The Uchiha will not end here— no the Uchiha Clan shall rise and defeat the Senjus.

His father was a man who sired many children most whom he lost in war against the Senju. As the eldest of his remaining brothers he was the upcoming leader of the Uchiha clan. He would be the image and representative of the Uchiha clan. Someone that’s meant to show the embodiment of a true Uchiha. And as a representative of the Uchiha everything he did was followed by his fellow clan members. So what better example would there be if he were to impregnate his darling? Of course it would be an honor for his darling to bear his children. It’s Uchiha Madara a shinobi with unfathomable powers. Anyone is lucky to be his partner. His darling would be shackled with pressure of being his partner. Forced to bear many children for him and be thankful for being his personal breeding whorê.

Long nights of spending in bed, tired and exhausted of being overspent. Legs turned into jelly after the series of being breed over and over again had forced her to lay limp. In a short span of days no doubt evidence of being pregnant would arise. Nausea in the mornings, refusing to come near certain smells etc. Such news would bring great happiness in the clan. Fertility and the birth of a new generation raised in peace instead of war. No doubt the Uchiha clan would celebrate on the news. It would be the birth of a new generation all thanks to his darlings cooperation. His darling would be praised and cooed over by the Uchiha.

I don't think u understand how much I want to write the smut

But I'm doing a slow burn and it might not even be a full slow burn bc I can't contain myself I'm struggling so much😭😭😭

Slow burn is honestly torture for writers I don’t know how you can do it

YANDERE YOUNG KAKASHI

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#SYNOPSIS— general headcanons of yandere young Kakashi

#Warning(s)— manipulative, unhealthy obsession/thoughts

Befriending Kakashi as a child would be quite peculiar. He’s a prodigy for a reason, he won’t be whining like a child, playing silly games with others, he won’t fantasize. No— he’s the son of the white fang. An elite shinobi who is feared across all nations. He will shoulder his fathers legacy with pride. But Sakumo remains as a worried father, he knows he isn’t around much and Kakashi doesn’t have any company to hang out with. He’ll bring him to the park to get him familiarized with the other kids

That’s where you come in, quiet and composed yet holding that naive childish joy in your heart. It had drawn Kakashi in like a moth to a flame. He was quick to pique an interest in you, suggesting to play ninja like most children his age played. At the end of the day he couldn’t help but talk about you to his father, wishing to meet you again and hold you dear just as much as his father does to his comrades.

As his father goes off to finish missions the hokage had entrusted in him, Kakashi is alongside you playing childish games. The empty feeling in his chest when his father disappears for crucial missions gets filled by you. Kid Kakashi is someone who’s needy and desperate for attention, wanting to be the absolute best he could ever be and impress you. He’ll show off to you, showing his amazing skills his father taught him, preening about being a future Shinobi

He gets whiny when your both alone, pawing and preening at you. Wanting your full attention to be solely on him, he’s the son of a famous and honorable shinobi who wouldn’t want to be with him? It’s an honor isn’t it? He’s puffing out his chest in pride whenever you praise him, just a simple pat on his head or even a hug has him on the tip of his toes. Begging for another ounce of your affection, just a simple touch that’s all he asks.

One time you had the audacity to befriend others, someone that took your time and attention from him. It had sent him reeling off the rails, the anger and despair that overtook him had caused him to lash out at others. He was bitter, why would you search for others when you have him? The time came where you presented your friends to him. Kakashi was quick to shut them down, showing off his skills with a snobbish attitude. He would talk down about them with you, suggesting how they’re not a good influence, to not bother to make other friends when you already have him. Isn’t he enough for you? What more could you possibly want?

He snarled whenever one of them got closer to you, growling in distaste as their scent mixed with yours. As a young pup himself, Kakashi was taught how to communicate and respect other ninken. And as someone whose clan bonds with ninken some dog traits will tend to rub on him. Such as scenting, most mates tend to rub their scent on each other as a claim of ownership. That’s exactly what Kakashi does, even the faintest scent of anyone that isn’t him has him huffing and prowling for the intruder. He’s quick to cage you in his arms. Claiming he just needs a bit of your affection right now, and you his naive little mate wordlessly believing him without knowing the truth of his actions.

Hi are you continuing your infatuation series or it it finished? I love it!

The series is still not finished so I am planning to continue writing about it! However, I haven’t uploaded the new chapter because I was hit with writers block