#and let all the responsibility of leading/being the clan´s heir fall on her

[berryblu-soda]

Ah yes, the stardust squad WIP

Sorry i sound insane, i love them ok??

[belit0]

Would you be willing to write angst where Madara and indra (separately) finally broke the last straw and they and their lover have a heated argument. It escalates to the point where she threatens to take off her ring. How would they react. (The argument was their fault.)

I am convinced Indra is one of those persons who says hurtful things without feeling it just to make the other one angry, and no one can change my mind.

Indra

He knows the argument is his fault, he is aware of how he pressures (Y/N), and how she feels lesser for not being able to give him a child. It is no one's fault really, only the Otsutsuki's impatience and helplessness for not being able to control nature itself.

Indra is mighty in every way, the most powerful man in the world, but he is failing at the one fundamental task of his present time: to conceive an heir and start a clan with his own blood.

He does not know where the failure lies, he has no idea if it is because of him or (Y/N), all he cares about is how he fills his wife with his seed every single night, hoping for an immediate result that never comes. It is frustrating, having achieved the most difficult goal of his life, conquered everything he wanted, and not being able to achieve the most common and ordinary task of any man.

An afternoon of problems is when he explodes against his beloved, bearing the pressures of his followers and resolving situations within the village he managed to create after his victory. Everyone counts on him, everyone needs him, and the pressure of authority becomes exhausting.

(Y/N), worried about her inability to grant him an heir, seeks validation and reaffirmation from him. She just needs to hear everything is okay, that they will get through it together, and that patience will be the greatest virtue for them both to get through the predicament, finally getting a child. The woman goes to her husband's private training camp, where she always counts on being able to find him. The man senses her arrival and stops his practice to give her his attention. "It's nothing urgent, my love, I'm just worried."

With a cold stare, Indra hides his concern, refusing to let his wife see the worry is shared. Unable to show he feels fear about it too, he chooses a distant stance, kicking the problem down on her, "You should be, it's been a while since we started trying."

"You talk like it's my fault...we have no idea what's going on and-" (Y/N) is interrupted by curt words, throwing responsibility on her actions, as if she doesn't want to have a family with him.

"I'm not certain about that, and I'm afraid consequences must happen soon." The Otsutsuki glares at her, red-eyed from his height, inwardly regretting not knowing how to put his feelings into words without hurting her in the process. He knows his position will only lead to trouble, but he can't do anything about it, riding a train with no brakes.

"Consequences...would you risk all our years together for a stone in the road...? Indra, I've been with you from the beginning, long before everything that happened..." There are tears in (Y/N)'s eyes, threatening an early free fall down her face. The woman stares at him in disbelief, genuinely mortified with every response she receives. Does her company mean nothing to him, the unconditional love she gave him through all their moments?

"My life was built upon losing people I believed to love. If I had to lose you for this, it wouldn't be news, (Y/N)." His sentences are like many kunai burying themselves in different parts of her body, and the woman can do nothing but rethink everything until now.

"You should probably keep this then." She throws the gift he gave her on their wedding night, a beautiful ring engraved and embedded in red gemstones, at his feet. Pain is visible on her features, and the anger with which she turns away from him is palpable.

Worst of all, Indra does not feel any of the words he said. He would never abandon her, even if it meant not being able to bear children of his own blood. He cannot control the image he pretends to have in the outside world, even if that includes hurting those he truly cares about.

(Y/N) has been with him since before his curse, was with him during his eternal fight with Ashura, and helped him build the place he now calls his. She is his safe space, his little home, but he can't help the awful unreasonable words flowing out of his mouth in frustration, anger, and rage. She knows him, and understands he's usually a pain in the ass to argue with, but this time she seems to have been truly affected by his statements.

Maybe he took it too far, without even meaning to.

He picks up the ring at his feet and puts it in his pocket before deciding to run, get away from the place, and find a distant and remote village to kill every single one of its inhabitants. Indra lashes out at the life of all the innocents he finds in the tiny town, destroying children, women, and fathers alike.

His anger is directed at himself, raging at his inability to control and suppress his reflex to hurt others. Of course, ironic to analyze his own self while dismembering humans left and right.

Madara

It is in the early evening when Madara decides to leave in search of (Y/N). Having arrived earlier than usual, he wanted to surprise her at home, but she was nowhere to be found. He opted to go to Izuna and ask about her, his brother always being everywhere and nowhere, knowing the whereabouts of every person in the clan.

The younger Uchiha recounts how he saw her walking a while ago, presumably towards the local Uchiha market, intending to buy something to make Madara some dinner. How Izuna knows so many details is none of his concern, yet he is grateful for the information.

Arriving at the market, he scans the place for her presence, too tired to use the Sharingan and deciding to do it the old-fashioned way. He walks among the stalls and greets every person who dares to speak to him, being stopped many more times than he would like at this hour.

As he talks to a little old lady, he sees her in the distance, having a very animated conversation with a man he recognizes from his army. He is an average warrior, one of the many Uchiha who never managed to develop a Sharingan, and he is too close to his wife for his liking.

Quickly excusing himself, Madara frees from the old woman to get closer to where (Y/N) is, without revealing himself to her but close enough for the man to notice. Behind his wife's back, the Uchiha stares at him with eyes full of hatred and menace, causing the warrior to flee in terror without even saying goodbye to her. Confused, (Y/N) turns around to see what spooked the man, caused him to be so horrified, and meets her husband face to face.

Judging by his expression, it looks as if he has just met Tobirama, and the woman is extremely embarrassed when he lifts her over his shoulder, abducting her from the market and concluding her shopping moment.

"Madara what the fuck! Put me down now!" She yells angrily, slamming a fist into his back and trying to lift her head to keep all the blood from going to that area. He doesn't comply with her demand until a few minutes later when they are in the privacy of their home, and away from any prying eyes.

"What got into you?!" (Y/N) exclaims indignantly, trying to understand what could have affected him enough to not even say hello.

"Who the fuck was that man and why were you conversing so cheerfully with him?" He asks with both loathing and resignation, expecting a terrible answer from his wife. Maybe it was her lover, maybe it was the person she would want to replace him with, or maybe she already had.

"He's one of the guards you assigned to take care of me today, you idiot! He was with me all day, under your own orders! Don't you even register what you decree, all day locked up in your office?!"(Y/N) is overcome with indignation, being indirectly accused of unfaithfulness wrongfully.

The Uchiha is speechless, not knowing what to say about it. He deals with so many things per day and at the same time, he tends to forget one or two matters. He feels disgusted for having assigned such a weak warrior as his wife's bodyguard, but even more so for not being able to remember it. The stress was consuming him to such an extent he was beginning to forget important things, skipping some and erasing others altogether.

"Even if that hadn't been the case, seeing me talk to another man doesn't give you the right to freak out like that! Interacting with people of the opposite sex doesn't mean I'll be looking to cheat on you, Madara! Grow the hell up, and learn to respect me as your wife, or it ends here!"

Enraged, (Y/N) storms out of the house, leaving a stunned and shocked Uchiha in the middle of the room. The only thing Madara is thankful for is the fact she didn't take off her ring, which could mean two things: either she didn't notice, or she doesn't see it as serious enough to genuinely leave him. Either way, he feels terribly guilty, and can't understand how he lets himself be driven by jealousy like that.

Unfounded jealousy, even worse.

The Uchiha is left pondering in solitude before he goes off to find her, determined to apologize on his knees if that's what it takes to get (Y/N) not to be angry at him anymore.

[demonslayer-yanderes]

“No! Don’t leave! I’ll die without you!” Very desperate Hanzo, Genji, Prefall Gabe and Orisa hc where captors are scrambling to get reader to not break up with them after blowing their cover as yandere? (Ie killing potential suitors behind back, etc?)

Hanzo was always taught to be discreet, neat, and quick. He was all of those with each and every life he took be it an animal or human. He did everything he was taught- everything right, so why were you here? You had no reason to be here and he gave no indication of what he was going to do once he excused himself from your side. Your eyes grew wide at the sight of your ex dead in the alleyway in which you unknowingly walked into your boyfriend doing the unimaginable. You fervently glanced at the arrow sticking out of his chest cavity and the surprised expression Hanzo was giving you. You take a step back as he reaches his hand out to you; scared. 

“Wait,” He says as firmly as he can, “Let me explain, 私の愛.”

“I didn’t see- I didn’t see you do anything. I-I won’t tell anyone and-” You fumble over your words, speaking too fast for the either of you to comprehend. 

Your boyfriend takes hold of your hand causing you to flinch. He frowns at this but doesn’t let go, “Allow me to explain.”

“Explain what? That- that you killed him? My ex? For what?” You sputter at the audacity he had to try and explain what didn’t need explaining. You know what he did when he was still the heir to the Shimada clan but he told you, he promised you, that he was no longer affiliated with the clan and those days were far behind him.

“He was trying to intervene in our relationship,” Hanzo begins lowly, “Did you think why he would suddenly want to come back in your life? Because he wants what is mine and that i can not allow that. Ever.”

“Hanzo,” You choke out a sob and try to pull back your hand to no avail, his hand gripped onto yours like a vice, “Let me go…”

“Please, calm down-”

“Let me go!” You shriek and he clasps his other hand over your mouth. You struggle against him as hard as you can but it’s no use. His strength was far superior to yours and you stood no chance, “I can’t love a killer!” You hiss through his palm and he freezes.

“What,” He licks his dry lips and slowly removes his hand from your mouth, “What are you saying?”

You swallow a lump in your throat but press on, “If you let me go, i won’t go to the police- I won’t tell anyone about what happened so-”

“What about us?” His voice shakes but his brows remained furrowed.

“There is no us anymore.” You say softly. It didn’t occur to you that he might kill you too, it never crossed your mind, but if it had you knew he wouldn’t, “So just let me go, okay? I promise I won’t say a word to anyone.” 

You glance once more at the dead corpse but hold your breath. Hanzo’s lip quivers as he processes what you’re saying. “No,” He says lowly, “No! Don’t leave me! I will die without you!”

He grabs you by the shoulders firmly and you can’t help but gasp at his sudden roughness, “Hanzo, stop.”

“Please,” He begs in a voice you’ve never heard before. His desperation sounded like that of a wounded animal. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, “You are all I have.”

Genji tried very hard to keep himself in check at all times and usually it didn’t take more effort than blinking but tonight was different, very different. Your new neighbor was getting awfully friendly with you both when he was and wasn’t there. On numerous occasions you’ve assured him it was nothing and that your neighbor was just being friendly. For awhile it kept him at bay and he did his best to ignore it. But when your neighbor suddenly starts flirting with you in front of him he’s had enough. 

Genji stands inbetween the two of you and stares the other down with a look even you were unfamiliar with. It reminded you of that of a predator. He and your neighbor just looked at one another eye to eye for several moments before the latter scoffed and rolled their eyes. 

“What’re you doing?” They raised a brow, crossing their arms. 

“I could ask you the same.” Is all he says as he takes a step forward. Your neighbor doesn’t back up. 

“Look, man-” They sneer but Genji swiftly cuts them off. 

“You look,” He utters sternly, “I know you’re new here and in search of new friends but my s/o doesn’t need new friends.”

“Excuse you?” They scoff at his audacity. They jab a finger at his chest and open their mouth to speak but only an abrupt scream fills the room. You gasp in horror at your boyfriend breaking your neighbor’s finger. 

“You seem nice,” Genji points out his observation before his voice turns dark, “I’d hate to kill you.”

You spew an unbelievable amount of apologies to your neighbor before calling the paramedics. To avoid trouble you swiftly lead Genji into your home, slamming the door behind you 

“What the hell was that?!” You scream at him and he jolts in surprise as if he didn’t expect you to be upset. 

“They were trying-” Genji tries to defend himself but you scoff and cut him off before he has a chance to do so. 

“They weren’t trying to do anything!” You shout, glaring at the man, “You broke his finger, Genji! For no reason! Since when did you suddenly have random bursts of violence, huh? Because that is not the man I fell in love with.”

He holds his hand out to you for reconciliation but you slap it away, glaring at him. You felt absolutely disgusted with how he was acting and did not want to indulge him in any piss-poor apology he was going to give you. 

“Please, sweet flower, just give me a chance.” He voice was soft and nonthreatening, exactly the opposite of what it was just a few moments ago. Somehow you felt you couldn’t let your guard down. 

“No,” You cross your arms across your chest, “I think you should leave.”

He gives you a questioning look but doesn’t make a move, “Flower?”

Turning around you yanked the door open and pointed out the door, “Leave.” 

Tears start to well within his eyes, “No, please,” He falls to his knees, wrapping his arms around your waist as he presses his face against your lower abdomen with a sob, “Don’t leave me. I’ll die without you…”

“No! Don’t leave! I’ll die without you!” Gabriel shouts after you as he chases you down the corridor. Your heart was racing with tears streaming down your cheeks as you ran as fast as your legs could carry you, “Wait!”

You didn’t mean to see it- see him doing that. You knew he was in Blackwatch, and despite the rumors you did your damnedest not to believe them, but you didn’t know he would kill one of your closest friends. No matter how many times you told him, promised him, he was just a friend he didn’t believe you. Why couldn’t he trust you? What was he so paranoid of? He had your love, he knew that, so what did he have to take someone so very important away from you? So many questions flew through your mind with too little answers. 

You let out a cry when Gabriel finally caught up to you and pinned you to the cold, hard floor. You didn’t bother to struggle against him as his hands bruised your wrists. He kisses the back of your head, whispering an apology. You wanted nothing more than to sink into the floor right then and there and just disappear. 

“Mi amor, mi amor,” His breathing is labored when he intertwines his fingers with yours, “He wasn’t a good man.” 

“Why would you say that? He was my closest friend.” You choke out a sob, turning your face to avoid his kisses. 

“It’s because he was so close to you,” He explains, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear, “He can’t love you like I love you. We’re close, we’re in love. Don’t forget that, bello, we’re in love and I am all that you need, okay? You’re all that I need, mi amor.” 

He kept repeating this like a broken mantra as you lied pinned beneath him, crying silently. 

Efi was still in the process of programming Orisa’s knowledge of fundamental laws. She knew the basics such as jaywalking, running a red light, stealing, and so forth. What she didn’t know, or rather she didn’t know better, was that one couldn’t just push someone into a nearby well because she felt…what did she feel? She was unsure but whatever it was it made her upset. Distressed. Jealous.

By the time they found him he was already dead. He died due to internal bleeding, Orisa explained to you as you shook in fear. You witnessed her push the man into the well. She had to explain but you just would not listen to her. She didn’t know what to do so she brought you back to your home, carrying you kicking and screaming. It certainly caused quite the sight in public but the citizens of Numbani were used to Efi’s new project by now and didn’t think much of it aside from a slight inconvenience. 

“Please understand that my program in regards to civilian behavior may be malfunctioning.” Is the best she can come up with when she doesn’t even know why she did what she did. 

“Orisa, you killed someone. Do you know what that means?” You bellow. She pauses for a long while, unable to form a response, “I can’t handle this- I’m- I’m leaving for a bit.” 

“No!” Orisa suddenly turns gold defensively, “Do not leave! I fear I will malfunction once more without you.”