Pls No GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD

pls no GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD

people talk abt oikawa saying mi amor, we need to start discussing tendō saying mon chérie

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warnings: angst. character death.

the stones were crunching underneath his soles as he walked, eyes set on the ground beneath him.

suna would be lying if he said he didn’t want to rush, want his steps to speed up to finally see you again. it’s been too long. he wanted to see your face light up whenever you saw him, see your eyes shine at him and see your beautiful smile. he wanted to hear your laugh and feel oh so mesmerized again.

yet his feet were dragging his body slowly to you, his knees getting shakier the closer he got to you. heart racing in his chest he turned the corner, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

tapping his fingers on the side of his thigh - a habit he had picked up in his early childhood that you had always noticed - he stopped in his tracks.

beautiful flowers decorating the stone caught his eye, a small, but sad, smile on his face as he crouched down. his brown hair clung to his forehead, his eyes sunken in deep.

when was the last time he had properly slept?

it was you who had always reminded him to go to bed, you who made him put his phone away. you who consoled him in those sleepless nights and you who threatened that you wouldn’t sleep either if he didn’t - a threat that was always effective.

yet now you weren’t doing this anymore.

suna doesn’t know for how long he stared ahead with blank eyes, throat dry as his mind raced.

he missed the way you’d make fun of him whenever he took too long to speak, calling him a nervous little middle school boy.

“hi” pressing his lips together he swallowed, licking his dry lips. he didn’t know why his entire body was trembling. was it from the cold? the nervousness? the pain he felt?

“i, uh,” he muttered, eyes cast on the dry grass surrounding the shiny stone, “i don’t really know what to say”

hand reaching down, his fingers grazed the grass, wrapping sole strands around his digits.

silence settled again, heavy on suna’s shoulders. he knew he should talk, he should say something, anything. he should tell you what he felt, he should cry out, he should yell out his frustrations, he should scream, no matter what, just do something.

yet the words got stuck in his throat, leaving him to only stare with sunken eyes.

and as the brown haired boy took in his surroundings - the cold stone, the dried grass and the wilting flowers in front of him - he could feel his throat tightening, instinctively closing his eyes as he felt tears welling up in his eyes. before he knew it his hands covered his pale face, fingers digging deep into his scalp as he gasped for air.

he was angry, so, so angry.

angry at the world for taking you away before your life had even started, ripping you away from your future, your dreams.

angry at you for leaving him behind to pick up the pieces, letting him sit there with the shards of his broken heart scattered all around him, knowing full well that you were the only person to hold the glue.

but most importantly he was angry at himself - angry for even being mad at you when you didn’t even want to leave him in the first place. angry for the guilt he felt every day when he woke up and for every second he got to see the world when you didn’t. angry how he felt everything around him getting more dull and boring - no color as bright as it was when you were there with him, no song so melodic as it was when you listened to them too and no drink as refreshing as it was when you were there to drink it with him.

you had left him and you had taken all the life’s sparkle with you.

“do you remember when we were kids?” he choked out, his voice flat, “you always used to run off and i always chased you”

suna shook his head, a nostalgic smile on his lips as he remembered your childhood. you had a habit of exploring places that neither of you knew, leaving him with no choice but to follow you and drag you home. “you never cared where you ran to. or where you ended up. you were never scared”

a sad chuckle erupted from his throat. before he could stop them, his eyes got moist again, throat tightening. “and remember when,“ he stopped for a moment, taking in a deep breath before he continued with a shaky voice, “remember when you told me why? i never understood why you ran off so i thought i’d i knew the reason i could stop you from doing it”

a silly and child-like thought, suna knew that. yet over the years he kept thinking back to this very moment. “you said ‘why would i be scared? you’ll follow me anywhere!’, didn’t you?” he shook his head, hiding his teary face in his crossed arms as sobs shook his entire body.

“and i said that i always would. and that was true, wasn’t it? i never cared where you ran off too, i was always right there by your side even if i knew that we’d get shit for it” memories played in his mind as he thought of those days, how you ran off into the woods, ushered him to come join you in the cold lake even though it would be freezing, how you convinced him to visit that abandoned hut in the middle of nowhere even though it was close to your curfew. suna knew that he always seemed annoyed at your newest proposal, trying to dismiss you with every excuse and explanation in the book only to come with you regardless because ‘someone had to make sure that you didn’t do anything stupid’.

“i was always right there with you because i promised” suna sobbed, tears staining his thin jacket. his pained gasps for air could break everybody’s heart. suna was nothing more than just a teenager, almost a child, and yet he had lost way too much.

“so why did you go somewhere i can’t follow?” any by-passer - if there were any at this time in the morning - would start crying with him, how could they not? the boy sounded so broken, so hurt and betrayed by the whole universe, the universe who took his everything away and now expected him to just continue living like you had never been there in the first place.

“why did you promise me to be by my side forever only to break it? why did you leave me behind?”

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May I perhaps get an elucidation on the jjk yanderes...? Whom, what kind, hc’s, etc? 👀

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tw for kidnapping, obsessive and possessive tendencies, implied torture, dehumanization 

yandere nanami kento is without a doubt the softest yandere on this list. calling him protective would be a huge understatement. he’s suffocating. you lose any and all autonomy with him. kidnapping is not an if it’s a when. he just wants you safe and while he’s aware the measures he goes to are extreme he rationalizes it by saying it’s necessary. you’re just so helpless without him. it terrifies him. whether or not you come to understand why he did what he did doesn’t really matter to him as long as you’re whole and unharmed. the only ‘plus side’ (and this term is being used very lightly) is that yandere nanami is adverse to any and all physical punishment. he’s more inclined to break you down emotionally, or, if you start really causing problems to the point where you hurt yourself, he’ll tether you to the bed until your tantrum is over. he often keeps you there for a few extra days, just so the lesson really sinks in. 

yandere gojou satoru is a selfish bastard. another one where kidnapping is not an if its a when. he’s more possessive than he is protective, though those go hand and hand with someone like him. he wants to be the only person you touch, you see, the only person you even think about. he wants complete control over you and one way or another, he’ll get it. gojou is a terrifying yandere, on the same level as sukuna. he’s just so powerful that escape is near impossible and even if you do somehow manage to wiggle out of his grasp, he holds so much influence and money that you’re unlikely to be gone more than 48 hours before you’re back in his lap. and god his wrath really isn’t worth those few days of freedom. he’s not a fan of physical punishment but you might wish that he was after he introduces you to his infinite domain. 

yandere sukuna is a little tricky. the definition of yandere i tend to stick to is someone who, at their core, is wholly and totally obsessively in love with you, and i have a hard time picturing sukuna falling in love with anyone but if he ever did, he’s the only one on this list i imagine would canonically be a yandere. he wants to own you, body and soul. he wants to possess you completely. there is no line he isn’t willing to cross to have you sitting pretty in his lap while he lounges on his throne. you’re his little pet to do as he pleases with. and god does he want to do so much to you. he’s an awful mix of possessive, protective, and sadistic. and he’s angry. angry that he feels for you in any capacity, let alone this all-consuming obsessive need. he wants to pick you apart, piece by piece, flay you open and hold your heart in his hand and crush it. its what you deserve, after what you’ve reduced him to. but he won’t, because he can show you mercy, he can be benevolent. just make sure you thank him in return for his kindness. 

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