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Modern kknr au where kakashi gets a tiktok just to post a single “us after pound town” video where he’s calmly eating and Naruto is face planted in his food falling out of his chair dead asleep

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okay well i wasn’t going to include biting in this fic but it is kakanaru. like they want to bite each other so bad. it’s not my fault.

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Sakura outfits

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TenTen sketch

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wdym i have to finish writing this story to post it, i just wanna share alreadyyyy

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my fav way to write them is kakashi whiteknuckling restraint and naruto oblivious, channeling “i want to fuck you so bad it makes me look stupid”

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let him hit the clients!!

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Rly random but kknr au where kakashi is in the military and has no one to tap him out but naruto (who’s maybe there with sasuke for itachi or Obito) notices and does it

A whirlwind romance commences

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Listen it’s not for me to preach about what makes successful writing in fic spaces as a niche creator who is never going to get mainstream success but I really think the only metric that matters is did I have fun making this and did one other freak enjoy reading it tbh. Anything else and you’re going to lose your whole mind.

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highly intellectual conversation

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More fic plots please 🥺

Title: Well, Duh (Shikamaru x Naruto)

Summary:

Shikamaru's crush on Naruto isn't anything new. It's a benign part of his life at this point—a background detail that, though constant, remains unchanging. It's never going to go anywhere. Or at least, that's what he thinks until Ino asks Naruto who his ideal type is and Shikamaru is the first person he turns to.

Notes:

-Shikamaru is down bad, because I'm incapable of making him normal, but he's kind of resigned too. He figures he and Naruto are never gonna happen. Naruto has Hinata at his back and Sasuke at his front, Shikamaru has clan duties— it was just never in the cards.

-That all changes when Ino asks Naruto what his ideal type is. Completely offhandedly and jokingly. She's just kinda prodding at him for teasing giggles.

-Instead of squinting confusedly and listing off a few broad adjectives like "pretty" or "funny" or "tall", he stares at her like she's an idiot before jerking his thumb at Shikamaru as if that should tell her everything she needs to know.

-Ino's jaw is on the floor. Shikamaru is checking over his shoulder to make sure Hinata isn't standing there like a ghost. Ino is like "Shikamaru? Shikamaru is your type?"

-Naruto is like "Uh, duh. Why're you acting surprised?"

-Naruto, who totally has a thing for Shikamaru, figured Shikamaru knew because Shikamaru knows everything. He made the leap that "Well if he knows, since he clearly does, he must be fine with it if he's still hanging out with me. He just doesn't want to make things awkward by bringing it up."

-Like no bitch. He's smart, not psychic.

-Shikamaru relentlessly pursues him going forward, with varying degrees of success. They get there eventually.

Title: The Spiral (Obito x Naruto)

Summary:

After accidentally traveling back in time, Naruto decides the safest course of action is to pose as his own father's non-shinobi brother until he can find a way back home. He absolutely can't interfere with the timeline. Sakura would totally kill him if he did. That being said, if Obito dies anyway... Bringing him to his timeline is probably the best course of action, right?

Notes:

-Fifteen year old Naruto trips, face plants on a pile of Jiraiya's seals, and poof. Suddenly he's in the past with absolutely no idea what the hell is going on.

-This is an AU where Jiraiya is more forthcoming with Naruto's origins. Naruto is more competent, particularly in the seal area, and can stand his own a bit better than he can in canon. He knows who his parents was and has some base knowledge about their history, including about his dad's genin team and their fate.

-Pretending he's not a shinobi hurts. It's one of the hardest things he's ever done. It only gets worse when Minato insists on bringing him to training, not wanting him to be alone for long periods of time, stuck inside for fear he'll interfere with something else if he goes out alone.

-He and Obito get on like a house on fire, but it's not long before Obito has that whole Uchiha obsession thing start to hit. He and Naruto are two sides of the same coin and he can't get enough. He wants to get closer, he wants to learn more, he wants everything he can get.

-Naruto knows Obito dies and lets himself get closer to him because of it. But soon feelings form and yeah, you know where this is going. They start to have a sappy teenage romance.

-Naruto eventually can't stand the thought of Obito dying and admits the truth to him as the kanabi bridge mission approaches.

-Obito lives because of it. At the same time, Naruto finds a way home. To preserve the timeline, he gives Kakashi an eye, salutes, and follows Naruto back to his time without a second of hesitation.

-Older Obito is not amused. Younger Obito is even less amused. Chaos ensues.

Title: Canine Qualities (Kakashi x Naruto)

Summary:

As soon as Naruto forms an alliance with Kurama, it's like a dozen switches get flipped in his head. Pulling off the seal unleashes a whole new slew of amplified instincts he doesn't know how to deal with. Luckily for him, he's got a teacher who has experience with this kind of thing. A teacher who smells really, really good. Like really good. Like— on second thought, maybe Naruto can figure this one out without help.

Notes:

-Naruto gets some sick new animal instincts, which is cool and all, but those instincts are telling him to jump Kakashi's bones. To be blunt.

-Kakashi has always been attractive but now it's like Naruto has noticed. He's strong, he smells great, he looks even better. Naruto goes to him for advice on how to manage his new territorial instincts and finds himself doing the Debby Ryan hair tuck instead.

-Yeah, that one.

-Kakashi is also noticing new and enticing smells and bro is resisting the forces of evil. He will not. He refuses. This won't happen to him. He can't sink this low.

-(spoiler: He will totally, he will accept, it will happen, and he will sink that low)

-Naruto is kind of too enthusiastic to resist. He doesn't see a problem here. Kakashi smells great. It's obvious he thinks Naruto smells great too. Obviously he's gonna throw himself at his.

-Kakashi eventually can't resist the xxx many pounds of hot blonde throwing himself at him and folds like a napkin in the rain.

-Doesn't help that Naruto basically takes one look at him and happily declares that they should "make out, or maybe get married or something!"

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yknow what, who caresssss, slightly horny face reveal be upon ye

His eyes soften. With a single fluid motion, he peels the mask down. 

Naruto blinks once, twice then scrambles forward, practically vaulting the table to get up close and personal. Kakashi doesn’t say anything about it, about the eagerness, the dramatics, the sudden invasion of personal space as Naruto leans in, simply smiles placidly, one of those small ones that typically only exists in the softness in his eyes, hidden perfectly by the mask. 

Now, Naruto’s seeing that smile. And it’s. Nice. Good. It’s a good smile. It’s making his insides vibrate with need, and with no input from his brain, he cups Kakashi’s face. It takes a couple seconds to even register, but then his mind blares at the skin-to-skin contact, and he doesn’t quite know what to do now. Kakashi blinks, startled, but doesn’t shake him off, so he figures it’s okay. Their eyes lock briefly. Naruto snaps his gaze away, face heating up, but he’s got other things to focus on.

Like the cut of jaw cradled by his pinkies; he digs his fingers in at the junction by his ears, and Kakashi twitches, so minute he wouldn’t have noticed if he wasn’t touching him. His fingertips skim over smooth skin, tracing cheekbones reverently. A tan line. It’s barely there, the slightest variation of hue, but Naruto’s really fucking looking, in case this is his only opportunity. He doesn’t want to miss shit. Like the tiniest scar on Kakashi’s nose, miniscule, hardly noteworthy, but it’s slightly raised when he maps this part of his face: does Kakashi remember what it’s from? Is it worth remembering? He pets dark circles (is he sleeping enough?) despite them not being new territory; the thin skin there feels lovely, silky, intimate, he can’t help himself. Kakashi merely huffs in amusement, indulgent to the treatment, his breath warm, humid, extremely noticeable. Naruto zeroes in on his mouth immediately.

He’s got a mole. Cute. He runs a thumb over it with a vague smile, continues the path to trace his cupid’s bow, a beautiful, perfect arch, and barely notices the sharp intake of breath over his own heartbeat. The pad of his thumb drags from top to bottom lip in a smooth semi-circle—soft lips, he notes absently—and when he applies the slightest pressure, the mouth parts. A flash of white catches his eye, and with an intrigued oh, he presses down harder, just shy of prying Kakashi’s mouth open. 

Holy shit. Teeth.

With absolutely no thought, he shoves a couple fingers into his sensei’s mouth to feel out a sharp set of teeth. Kakashi has gone very still, but there are more pressing matters at hand. The pad of his middle finger runs along ridges, mini mountain ranges. These are the teeth of a dog, large, dangerous. Canines for puncturing. Incisors for shredding. Molars—no gagging, he notes less absently, when he prods further—for cracking. The visceral want that slams into him isn’t coherent beyond teeth and need. Naruto’s mouth goes dry. Kakashi’s mouth is far from that; it is very wet, drool pooling, dripping. Warm, too. His finger slides against tongue, and it takes that tongue sliding slickly back for Naruto to clock the batshit thing he’s doing. 

He means to jerk his hand out but freezes. The sight in front of him…god. Kakashi, eyes closed, serene, Naruto’s fingers in his mouth, making no move to stop him. He could literally bite Naruto’s fingers off if he had a problem with this. And he’s letting it happen. 

Kakashi’s…attractive. Catastrophically so. Naruto’s breath catches, pulse races, blood veers south. The hand still on his face tilts it slightly. And Kakashi lets him. He presses a finger into a wicked point, presses, presses until skin splits. Kakashi’s eyes flutter behind closed lids, and he—he swallows, gingerly like he’s trying to sneak it past Naruto, like Naruto won’t notice. Heart hammering, he hesitantly brushes the already healing cut on tongue. And Kakashi lets him. Stays very, very still, and lets him.

Kakashi’s letting him do this bizarre thing. This is probably not the reaction he was expecting when he bared his face, but he’s going along with it, no complaints. And Naruto, after years of loving this idiot and a week of intense, obsessive lust, has hit his fucking limit. It has nothing to do with proving a point. 

Kakashi’s letting him. He might let him do more. The power of asking for what he wants got him this far.

wdym i have to finish writing this story to post it, i just wanna share alreadyyyy

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wdym i have to finish writing this story to post it, i just wanna share alreadyyyy