#sasuke one shot

[hearts0hearts]

𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝒸𝒶𝓉!𝒮𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓀𝑒 x 𝒢𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

Summary; Instead of joining the others at the hot springs, Sasuke gravitates back to your quiet little farm, where he knows you’ll greet him with warmth he doesn’t know how to ask for.

A/N; reader is afab! fem!reader, gentle confession, hurt/comfort Words; ~ 900 matching headcanons

He hadn’t meant to end up at your farm.

Really.

Team 7 had just returned from a taxing mission, tracking a missing-nin through rough terrain, bad weather, and not nearly enough food. Kakashi, for once, suggested rest. Naruto begged for the hot springs. Sakura agreed. Sasuke, however, slipped away the moment no one was watching.

His body ached. His shirt was torn at the shoulder, a gash beneath it hastily bandaged back at camp. His hair clung to his temple with dried sweat, and he was sure he looked miserable.

But his feet had brought him here, to the outer edge of the peaceful village. To your farm.

And he hated to admit it, but he had hoped, just a little, you’d still be there.

You were.

Sasuke watched from beneath the shade of a nearby tree. The sun caught the strands of your hair as you leaned over a trough to fill it with fresh water. Your clothes were smudged with hay and dirt, your cheeks flushed from the warmth of the late afternoon, a little flower tucked behind your ear. You looked… happy. Unbothered. The animals wandered lazily around you, clearly at peace.

And when you finally spotted him, his silhouette leaning slightly against the wooden fence, you beamed so brightly that Sasuke felt it behind his ribs.

"Sasuke-kun?" you gasped, dropping the bucket you were holding. "You're back!"

Before he could blink, you were jogging toward him, arms open… not to hug, no, not yet, but as if your whole body welcomed him. Sasuke stood stiffly, unsure what to do with his hands as you stopped just short of touching him. "You're hurt," you whispered, gaze softening as you took in the bloodstained sleeve, the dirt along his jaw.

"It's nothing," he muttered.

You frowned disapprovingly. " 'Nothing' needs cleaning!" You gestured toward the farmhouse with a tilt of your head, already stepping aside to let him follow. "Come in, I'll help you!"

Sasuke hesitated. He should say no. He should be going back to the inn, or at least to rest somewhere alone.

Instead, he followed the sunshine.

Inside, your little home smelled of bread and herbs. It was warm in a way he wasn’t used to. 

You guided him to sit on a bench near the open window, digging through a cupboard until you found a cloth and a small jar of ointment.

"Take your shirt off."

He blinked. "What?"

"So I can clean the wound," you said innocently, wringing the cloth out in a bowl of clean water.

He complied, tugging the ruined material over his head with a wince.

You frowned again. "You really shouldn't be pushing yourself so hard,"

"I'm fine."

"You’re stubborn."

"...hn"

Your fingers were gentle as they dabbed at the wound, careful not to press too hard. He watched your face as you worked, lips pressed together, eyes focused. The gold of the setting sun spilled across your features and made you look like you belonged in a painting. Something soft. Beautiful.

"I missed you," you said suddenly.

Sasuke’s breath caught.

You didn’t seem to notice the way his shoulders stiffened, or if you did, you didn’t let it stop you. You dipped the cloth into the water again and wrung it out slowly.

Sasuke looked away, lips pressed into a thin line. He wasn’t good with things like this, soft words, open feelings.

But you always said what you meant. Always wore your heart out in the open.

He couldn’t understand how someone like you existed.

You leaned back, satisfied with your work. The bandage was neat, and the ointment already smelled of healing.

When your eyes met his again, they held something softer. Something braver.

"I was really happy when I met you, y'know? You were all cold and moody, and still are… but I don’t know… I could tell you weren’t a bad person."

Sasuke stayed silent. Not because he disagreed. But because it was true.

You leaned your head a little, smiling softly this time. "Do you think I’m annoying?"

He looked at you.

Then looked away.

Then, back again.

"...No."

You blinked. "No?"

He paused like the word itself was heavy. Then, quieter, rougher, "Not the way you think,"

You didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Just watched him like he was a book half open.

He didn’t meet your eyes. Didn’t keep talking.

But he didn’t have to.

You pieced it together in your head, slow and careful.

He’d been in your village two weeks. You’d found excuses to run into him almost every day. Sometimes it was coffee, sometimes it was peaches from the orchard, sometimes it was nothing at all but a wave and a "Hiii again!~"

He’d never pushed you away.

Not really.

"I guess…" You started, your voice smaller now, “I just thought maybe you didn’t mind me. Or maybe you were just polite.”

He looked at you then. Really looked.

"…I didn’t expect you," He said, finally. His voice was low, like it wasn’t used to saying things that mattered. "I came here for work. Not… this."

You swallowed. Heart suddenly too loud in your chest.

"But… I kept letting you."

He didn’t move, but the air shifted.

"I don't know why," He said. "Maybe I liked it."

Your breath caught a little. Not dramatic, not showy, just that quiet, stunned kind of feeling when something lands deep.

“I like you too,” You whispered, fingers brushing his arm like you weren’t sure if you could hold on yet.

And for the first time since he sat down, he leaned in.

Not a kiss.

Not even a touch.

Just his shoulder against yours. Close enough that you could feel the heat of him, feel the way his breath slowed down a little, like maybe this was what he’d needed all along.

Outside, the sky had dipped into orange and purple. The animals were still. The world had quieted.

You sat there like that, in the hush of a day ending, his hand eventually finding yours, rough knuckles against calloused palms.

And Sasuke, silent as ever, didn’t pull away. Not even once.

[cocostyles]

Hiii! This was me! Can i request Sasuke x fem Uchiha s/o arranged marriage pls? Also can you make it non massacred au! Thank you!

Blood Chains — Sasuke Uchiha

pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x fem uchiha reader!

word count: 4595 k ( I might have gone a bit overboard i really need to get a life)

summary: You are forced to marry in order to continue the pure bloodline.

warnings; none, arranged married (?

hope you like it!

The Uchiha Clan had always been one of the cornerstones of Konoha. With their strength, their honorable history, and, above all, the cherished power running through their veins, they had left an indelible mark on the village. However, not everything within the clan had always been harmonious. After years of internal and political strife, the Uchiha decided that the best way to maintain the lineage and the purity of the Sharingan was through an arranged marriage between two strong members of the same bloodline.

Y/n Uchiha, a beautiful young woman with a strong spirit and an indomitable character, had never imagined being part of a political marriage. She was born to be a warrior, to preserve the honor and memory of her clan. She had always believed that her life would not depend on a man. Yet, when the clan council announced her arranged marriage to Sasuke Uchiha, she couldn’t help but feel trapped. It wasn’t what she wanted, but she couldn’t deny her father’s wishes.

Sasuke, on the other hand, had long distanced himself from everything the clan represented. He loved his family but had witnessed too many horrors in his life—too many betrayals, too many broken promises. His brother’s death had scarred him deeply, and walking a solitary path, regardless of the cost, was his way of surviving. He didn’t care about the clan, arranged marriages, or bloodline purity. But destiny—or rather, duty—had caught up with him, and even though he resisted, he couldn’t refuse.

When you were informed that you would marry Sasuke, you weren’t surprised. But that didn’t mean you were happy about it. Y/n understood her duty and was willing to fulfill it, yet she didn’t expect Sasuke to be so… irritating.

The wedding day arrived. The air was heavy with unspoken expectations placed upon the shoulders of the two young ninjas. They exchanged glances at the altar—not the look of lovers, but of two individuals simply accepting what had been imposed on them. It was only a brief moment, and Sasuke, in his habitual silence, showed no emotion. Y/n, on the other hand, stood firm, her eyes reflecting a determination that Sasuke had known since they were children, but there was also a shadow of doubt. What kind of future awaited them together?

The atmosphere during the ceremony was filled with curious glances and expectations from all members of the clan, especially their parents, who viewed the marriage as a necessary step for the survival of the lineage. “The clan needs this union,” was all you repeated to yourself as you listened to the priest’s words. There was no turning back now. You were trapped with him for the rest of your life, fulfilling your duty.

The first few days after the wedding were a silent torment for both. Sasuke spent most of his time away on missions for the village, escaping from his new reality. You, on your part, tried to fulfill your role as a wife, but the household duties and the clan’s administrative responsibilities left you with no peace. The bond between the two was so distant it could be cut with a feather.

One evening, after a long day of training, Sasuke returned home, tired but unwilling to yield. You were preparing dinner—a small welcoming gesture you hoped he’d appreciate, though Sasuke didn’t even notice it. His indifference immediately annoyed you. You were trying, and he didn’t care. Why was he such an idiot?

“Do you have something to say?” your sharp voice broke the silence, almost challenging.

Sasuke didn’t respond immediately. He was too exhausted to argue, but at the same time, something inside him couldn’t ignore the spark of irritation that had been growing toward you during his days at home.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied indifferently, dropping his bag on the floor. He chose not to fight.

You didn’t look at him, but anger began bubbling inside you. How dare he be so distant? you thought. “Then… why don’t you speak, Sasuke? Why do you ignore everything here?”

“I already told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he answered, now with a hint of irritation. There was something about his attitude that drove you mad. Crossing your arms, you stared at him with determination. This was the first conversation you’d had in days, and you weren’t going to back down so easily.

“I’m not here to play your games, Sasuke. This marriage—whether it’s just for the clan or not—forces us to live together. I’m not some decorative figure in this house you can simply ignore,” you said, unable to keep the anger from filling your voice. Sasuke observed you for a long moment, surprised by the strength of your words.

“And what do you expect from me? To call you ‘dear’ and live a happy life? This isn’t a fairy tale,” Sasuke said, his voice cold and distant as always.

And there it was again—that discomfort in the air, that insurmountable barrier between the two of you. You sighed, feeling your nerves start to snap. You couldn’t continue living like this, in constant friction. But he was right, so you locked yourself in your room with a loud slam of the door.

The next confrontation wasn’t long in coming. A week later, while Sasuke was away, you couldn’t stop thinking about what was happening between the two of you. You couldn’t deny that there was something about Sasuke that attracted you—a darkness that seemed to call to your own inner shadows. But there was also something about him that repulsed you: his indifference, his inability to connect. You were so alike, yet so different.

Since the wedding, your world had changed drastically, but that didn’t mean you would stay silent in the face of the contempt you felt from your husband.

Sasuke arrived home late, as always. You were waiting for him with a cup of tea in your hands, staring at the floor. Sasuke removed his sandals, paying little attention to your actions, and went straight to the window, seeking some calm after a long and exhausting day. The barrier between you remained firm.

You stood up, leaving the cup on the table, and slowly approached him. “Why are you here, Sasuke?” you asked, your voice firm but with a layer of vulnerability you couldn’t hide. “If you don’t want to be here, if you really don’t care to make an effort, just say so and leave.”

Sasuke turned to you, his dark eyes as empty as ever, but this time there was something different in his gaze—a spark of doubt, of guilt, as if your words were beginning to sink in. “I don’t understand you,” he said, letting out an exasperated sigh. “What do you want me to say, Y/n? That I don’t care about this?” His tone softened slightly, but his attitude remained cold, calculating.

“Then tell me,” you challenged, locking your eyes with his. “Because you haven’t said a single sincere word since we got married. I don’t know what you think, I don’t know what you feel. Is this really what you want, Sasuke? For us to live as strangers under the same roof?”

Sasuke stared at your face, noticing for the first time the intensity of your frustration, your pain. You were hurting, too. “Not everything can be solved with words,” he murmured, turning back to the window. “What I do, I do for the clan, for the future. If you have something to reproach me for, say it. I don’t have time for explanations.”

But in his eyes, you saw something else. An internal struggle, a battle he had never wanted to share. It couldn’t be that simple. Sasuke Uchiha—the man who had dedicated his life to revenge and solitude—was fighting against something he didn’t understand, something you couldn’t clearly see.

The tension in the room was palpable. You could feel the anger beginning to simmer in your chest, but at the same time, there was a strange sense of attraction toward him. His presence, his strength, the way he seemed so distant, so out of reach, stirred a mix of conflicting emotions within you. Once again, you let it pass, retreating to your room.

The next day, you decided to do something you hadn't done in a long time: step out of your comfort zone. For years, you had been part of the clan, always controlled, always aware of your responsibilities. But at that moment, you couldn’t keep ignoring what you felt. So, for once, you took a risk.

You walked toward the library of the Uchiha mansion, where Sasuke often spent long hours reading. The air was silent, the whisper of books sliding between shelves filling the space. He was there, standing in front of a bookshelf, his body hunched over the volumes.

“Can I talk to you?” you asked, the voice softer than usual, devoid of the anger that typically accompanied your words.

Sasuke glanced at you over his shoulder, his eyes void of emotion. “About what?”

You stepped closer, with your heart pounding in your chest. “About us,” you replied, a hint of vulnerability in your voice. "I don’t want to live like this, Sasuke. I don’t want to be in a marriage where all we do is ignore each other, and when we don’t, we argue."

There was a pause. Sasuke said nothing, but his expression softened slightly. You didn’t know if that was a good sign or not.

"Maybe, just maybe, if we give ourselves a chance, we could understand each other. Maybe even become... friends."

Sasuke turned fully, his eyes fixed on her. “I don’t want to be trapped in a lie,” he said, his tone heavy, but the intensity in his gaze suggested those words were not only for you but for himself as well. “I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to act. I...”

But seeing how much he struggled to open up, you didn’t let him finish. You took another step closer and suddenly stopped him with a hand on his chest. Sasuke froze at your touch, staring into your eyes with surprise, and though his body remained tense, the energy in the air shifted, both of you felt it.

"I know," you whispered. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t try. Because, Sasuke, if we don’t, this story will never have an ending.”

It was then that something shifted between them—a change so subtle no one else could have noticed. But in that instant, thanks to that small touch, you and Sasuke realized that the tension growing between you for so long was not just the result of the clan’s expectations or family responsibilities. There was something more, something that connected you, something neither of you could fully understand.

As days passed, the tension between Sasuke and T/n didn’t completely disappear, but something began to change in their strange dynamic. Both started interacting more subtly, less distantly. They no longer avoided glances or uncomfortable conversations. There was a fragile peace between them—one that seemed more like a temporary truce than a definitive solution.

One night, while dining in silence, Sasuke broke the stillness. “Y/n…” His voice sounded less harsh than usual. “Why do you always challenge me?”

You looked up, surprised by the question. Sasuke rarely spoke of emotions, let alone his thoughts. “Because I don’t think everything has to be so cold and calculated. The clan shouldn’t be the only thing that matters. Not when you’re so trapped in your own thoughts that you can’t even see what you have here.”

Sasuke stared at you, unsure if your words had any truth or if you were just searching for something more in him. But without a doubt, you had struck a nerve. He had always lived for his family, for the Uchiha clan, and had learned to disconnect from emotions. But with you, everything seemed different.

Silence fell between them again, but now it wasn’t as heavy. Though they didn’t speak, Sasuke began observing her more closely. There was something in her gaze—something defiant, something he had never noticed in any other woman of his clan. She wasn’t someone who would submit to the will of others, not even his. That intrigued him more than he wanted to admit.

A few days later, the Uchiha clan organized an important business meeting that you were both obligated to attend. During the meeting, Sasuke was absorbed in discussions with the leaders, while you watched with disdain the conversations about alliances and strategies. For some time now, you had been considering stepping back; you were tired of fighting. At that moment, a man from a rival clan began to make insinuations toward you, praising your skills and hinting at something more than mere admiration.

“You’re a very strong woman, Y/n,” the man said with a smile, stepping a little closer. “It’s an honor to meet such an… impressive Uchiha.”

You frowned, uncomfortable. However, the man’s words flattered your ego. “Thank you, Yamada,” you replied, stepping slightly away from the man’s hands, which had shamelessly landed on your waist. “But I’m not interested in your empty compliments.”

Sasuke watched everything from his position at the table, and although his face remained impassive, something inside him stirred. He couldn’t help but feel jealous. But what right did he have to feel that way? After all, he himself had treated you coldly, and you two were only just beginning to coexist in peace.

But the way that man approached T/n awakened something in Sasuke. He couldn’t let another man be so close to you. Though he didn’t fully understand what he was feeling, he knew he couldn’t allow things to get more complicated than they already were.

When the party ended, Sasuke walked toward you without saying a word, brushing past the man with a deliberate bump. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, recognizing the tension in his posture.

“Was that necessary?” you asked, crossing your arms. “It’s just a game for him, Sasuke.”

“I couldn’t care less about what he wants,” Sasuke replied in a low tone, almost murmuring. “I care about what you want.”

The silence that followed was heavy, and though you wanted to challenge him, a part of you felt touched by his words. Sasuke, in his own way, was telling you something without fully saying it. There was something more behind his distant and protective demeanor. Why did he feel that impulse to protect her now?

The previous night, something had changed in Sasuke. Although he didn’t fully understand what he was feeling, seeing T/n distant from him—even smiling with another man—made him realize he wasn’t willing to let you go. Somehow, you were beginning to stir something inside him, something that had been dormant for years.

You, on the other hand, were confused. Although you still saw him as your husband by obligation, the tension between you had intensified in ways you couldn’t ignore. Was that what you wanted now? To have something more with Sasuke, even if he would never be the romantic man you had dreamed of?

One day, after a morning training session, Sasuke stopped in front of you while you practiced your ninjutsu techniques. It was clear that the way you both looked at each other had shifted, but neither dared to speak about what they truly felt. You were exhausted, your breath uneven, yet you stood tall and defiant as always. Sasuke, on the other hand, watched you with a mix of respect and... something else.

“What is it, Sasuke? Are you just going to stand there staring at me all day?” you said without stopping your training, a touch of sarcasm in your voice.

“I’m just wondering…” Sasuke began, his tone serious. “Why do you push yourself so hard, Y/N?” He had spent his whole life watching you push yourself to the edge, becoming formidable.

You stopped training and turned to him with a challenging look. “Because I need to be better. I can’t afford to fail. This is my life, Sasuke. The one I’ve built for myself. And you? Why do you do it? Is it just for the clan, or is there something more?”

Sasuke stared at her in silence, a mix of frustration and strange admiration bubbling within him. you are unstoppable.

“I do it for what I represent,” he finally said, his voice low but firm. “For my clan. For Konoha.”

“Then keep pretending you’re not human,” you replied sharply. “Keep pretending you don’t care what you think or feel and stay out of it.”

Your response left Sasuke silent, but inwardly, he felt wounded. It was true. He had always kept his emotions under control, never letting anything distract him from his responsibilities. But you had seen beyond his facade, and that both irritated and intrigued him.

That same night, after dinner, they found themselves once again in the Uchiha mansion garden. The moonlight bathed the ground covered in fallen leaves, and the stillness of the place allowed them to remain silent without the pressure of prying eyes.

“Have you ever thought that we could be more than a political arrangement?” Sasuke broke the silence, his voice deep.

You looked at him, surprised by the vulnerability in his words. “I don’t know,” you answered after a long moment. “I’ve never thought about what could be. I’ve only focused on what is.”

Sasuke stepped closer to you, cautiously, as though weighing every word. “And what is that, exactly? You and I living like this forever?”

Your gaze remained locked with his, a flash of emotion passing through your eyes. “I don’t want to be just another pawn on the chessboard, Sasuke. I don’t want to be your obligation.”

Sasuke studied you intently, feeling your words sink deeper than he expected. There was something in your gaze that was disarming him. Something that told him he could no longer ignore his own feelings, the ones he had kept locked away for so long.

“Then what do you want from me?” he asked in a low voice, a spark of desperation in his tone that felt foreign to him.

You took a step back, returning to the strong, defiant woman you had always been. “I want you to stop hiding behind your responsibilities and start being real with me, Sasuke. I can’t keep living in a world where everything is just another damn duty.”

The air between both of you grew heavier, but Sasuke didn’t back down. He couldn’t. Something in his chest was beating fiercely, and it wasn’t just for the clan, not just for Konoha. Something else was driving him to stand there, facing you, ready to confront his own demons.

For the first time in a long while, you were not just adversaries. Perhaps, just perhaps, you were beginning to understand each other.

Even though you and Sasuke shared the same home and, in theory, were fulfilling your duties as husband and wife within the clan, there was a palpable distance between you. However, something had shifted in your relationship: words were no longer necessary to acknowledge that your feelings were evolving.

A couple of months after the marriage, Sasuke was in his office reviewing documents when a shadow appeared at the door. It was you, with your usual defiant demeanor, but this time, there was something different in your gaze.

“What’s keeping you so busy, Sasuke?” you asked, your voice laced with curiosity. “You can’t spend the entire day buried in paperwork.”

Sasuke looked up, his expression as impassive as ever, but his eyes revealed a spark of interest. “Work, as always. Do you have something to say, Y/N?”

You stepped closer, placing a hand on his desk. “Do you really have to spend all day locked in here, doing things that have nothing to do with us?” Your words, though direct, carried a faint tone of reproach.

Sasuke watched you for a long moment, something he rarely did. For a second, everything about him seemed more vulnerable. His life, always so controlled and calculated, was beginning to crumble under the weight of his own heart. What did he truly want? He couldn’t keep living solely for the clan. You knew it, and he felt it too.

“What do you suggest, then?” he finally asked, his voice unusually gentle.

You smiled faintly, the spark of challenge in your eyes. “That we stop pretending we’re just tools of the clan, Sasuke. Maybe what we need is time... time for us.”

The change in Sasuke was subtle but unmistakable. There was something in your words that resonated within him, something he hadn’t considered before. What you needed wasn’t just to fulfill a duty. There was a need to be honest with each other, to finally be real.

That afternoon, Sasuke decided to break free from his daily routine, spurred by your words. He invited you to train outside the city, in a calm area far from the Uchiha mansion. You wanted to train together, simply to enjoy each other’s company without the expectations of the clan.

The sun was setting as you arrived at a clearing near the forest. You glanced at Sasuke as he began to stretch, preparing to start. His body, always so rigid, moved with an innate grace.

“How do you manage to stay so... cold?” you asked as you began your own warm-up.

Sasuke looked at you again, as if deciding whether to answer. “It’s not cold. Just... efficient.”

“Efficient,” you repeated mockingly. “I know you, Sasuke Uchiha. It’s a façade. And you know it.”

He said nothing, but inside, his thoughts were turbulent. Did you really see him that way? What you said had struck a nerve. He wasn’t just a “cold man” or a machine that only thought about the clan. There was more to him, and for the first time, he felt you were the only one who saw it.

When the two of you began training, the tension between you became palpable. Every movement, every technique, was a blend of challenge, rivalry, and something more... something that was slowly building. However, the most disconcerting thing was the electricity that seemed to flow—a tension neither of you wanted to acknowledge.

Suddenly, as you sparred, Sasuke blocked one of your attacks, causing you to fall to the ground. The air grew heavier, as if everything between you had condensed into that single moment. Sasuke extended his hand to help you up, and as your eyes met, you found yourselves closer than ever before.

“You’ll have to do better if you want to beat me,” Sasuke said, trying to deflect the tension, though his voice was softer, tinged with something he couldn’t quite identify.

Instead of responding with words, you challenged him with a fierce red gaze—the unmistakable Sharingan you both shared. He smiled. Something was brewing between you, something even your egos couldn’t deny.

After an exhausting day of training, you shared a light meal at the mansion. Though both of you were reluctant to show emotions, the dynamic between you had changed. Sasuke couldn’t stop watching you, noticing how you ate, how you smiled, how every small gesture seemed more genuine than the empty moments of his past.

When you both finished, Sasuke stood and walked to the window, gazing at the horizon. The silence in the room was comfortable, something he rarely felt.

You watched him from where you sat, saying nothing for a few moments. Something in the air had shifted.

“You know,” you finally said, breaking the silence. “I... I don’t know if we’ll ever become what the clan expects of us. But maybe, we can try to be something else. Just us.”

Sasuke turned to you, his piercing eyes meeting yours. For a long second, he said nothing. Your heart pounded, feeling the weight of your words. Perhaps you’d ruined things, and he would withdraw again.

Then, suddenly, Sasuke stepped toward you, close enough that your breaths mingled. “Y/N...” he murmured, almost in a whisper.

The world seemed to stop, and you weren’t sure if it was the right moment to continue, to take the next step. But something in his eyes told you that, perhaps, the future wasn’t as uncertain as it once seemed.

Sasuke didn’t move for a long moment, his gaze locked on yours. The tension in the air was palpable, indescribable, something you both felt but neither wanted to admit. Your hearts seemed to beat in sync, and the silence between you turned into something almost sacred.

Taking a deep breath, your hands trembled slightly, though you tried to maintain composure. Should you take the first step? Something inside told you yes. You couldn’t keep ignoring what you felt—not when every fiber of your being yearned for him.

Finally, it was Sasuke who broke the silence, his voice low and husky. “Y/N...” he whispered your name again in a way he never had before. It was soft but carried an emotional weight you immediately recognized. In that moment, it was just the two of you.

Without further thought, Sasuke stepped even closer, his fingers brushing lightly against your cheek. The distance between you closed, and as you looked up, your faces were so close that your breaths intertwined.

“What... what is happening between us?” you murmured, your voice trembling with emotion.

Sasuke didn’t reply with words. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, and in an impulsive act, captured your lips with his.

The kiss was gentle at first, cautious, as if you both feared what would come next. But soon, the tension that had been building for weeks—that spark that had always been there but neither dared to acknowledge—exploded. Sasuke pulled you closer, his arms wrapping around you as you clung to his clothes, seeking more of the feeling only he could give you.

The kiss deepened with urgency, as if everything you hadn’t said before was being conveyed through that single moment. The world disappeared. The clan’s duties, the weight of expectations—all of it faded away. Only the two of you existed, discovering a new feeling, something you’d never experienced before.

When the kiss broke, you were both breathing heavily, your foreheads touching, gazes locked. Your heart pounded wildly, as if it had finally found its rhythm.

“This...” Sasuke began, but his words trailed off, unable to find the right way to describe what had just happened.

With a shy but genuine smile, you whispered in reply, “This is just the beginning, Sasuke.”

The room fell silent again, the weight of your words lingering in the air. But the certainty of what you had just shared, of what was growing between you, was clear. It no longer mattered what the clan thought or what the history of your families dictated. From that moment on, the rules had changed.

Now, the story was yours to write.

[stu-dyingstudent]

Sakura Haruno fic recs: one-shots

Well, the time has come for me to make a list for all of the one-shot warriors!

I'm more of a long fic lover myself, but I certainly do appreciate a good one-shot every so often. There's always the bonus that you're guaranteed an ending too.

Started: 2025.04.26

Last Updated: 2025.05.18

note: feel free to check out my master list which has a bunch of Sakura Haruno fic recs (all organized)!

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That Awkward Conversation - Lady Silvamord || ffn || T || itasaku || post-war AU || one-shot complete

Sakura and Itachi have a rather embarrassing problem. Post-Fourth War AU. Humor.

As it turns out, Itachi may be handsome, but he certainly cannot kiss... Super cute and funny one-shot where Sakura finds the courage to tell Itachi about their "problem" and he makes sure to fix it!

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xenograft - Mixelation || ao3 || T || gen || Orochimaru in Konoha AU || one-shot complete

Orochimaru-sama comes to the Academy and asks for the student with the best calligraphy.

Morally grey Sakura?? Yes please! Orochimaru basically recruits academy Sakura to help out in his labs. I've always thought that Sakura would probably thrive under Orochimaru's teachings (if they were ethical), so Xenograft was quite enjoyable!

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it's history - aobears || ao3 || T || madasaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Haruno Sakura grows up with her own name in her textbooks. Granted it’s not actually her name--she shares it with another, but the woman she shares it with is Uchiha Sakura, and that’s exactly the name she’s been doodling in her notebooks.

Cute time travel where Sakura unknowingly grows up dreaming of being like herself. Everything starts to click together once she's actually had her jutsu mishap and realizes just what happened lol. Consists of her and Madara being dorks.

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once more unto the breach - Jorque || ao3 || T || gen || time loop AU || one-shot complete

Sakura isn't exactly thrilled when she learns that her partner for her first major mission since making chunin would be her old sensei. When that mission turns into an ambush, she's pretty sure that the mission couldn't possibly get any worse. When time starts looping, she decides to stop temping fate.

Super fun time loop fic! As much as I love time travel AU, I actually haven't read many that are loops, but Once More Unto the Breach was great. If you enjoy platonic moments between Kakashi and Sakura (like myself), then you'll certainly want to read this one.

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a deep breath - spideywhiteys || ao3 || T || shisaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Haruno Sakura hasn't always known what or who she would be. She built a life out of broken bones and scorched what-ifs, lingering daydreams and sharp antiseptic. At the most pivotal moment of their battle against Kaguya she stood shoulder to shoulder with two boys she always fell just short of, and she flew. Then she fell. Three inches to the right and ten years back.

I love I love!!! What can I say? If you're no stranger to my lists then you know I'm a sucker for anything with Shisui. Sakura gets sent back in time, but there also seems to be some genetic modification that happened in the process. Her, Shisui, and Itachi spend their days together and the banter is so fun! Very domestic and/or slice of life at times.

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shaking up and breaking down - SafelyCapricious || ao3 || T || itasaku || time travel || one-shot series

Sakura has died, and ended up in...here. She's still not sure where here is, but she's definitely here and she's going to make sure nothing happens to her precious people even if she has to die (again) to keep them safe.

This is actually a series of one-shots, but you could just read the first and stop if you want. Freshly time travelled Sakura ends up stumbling upon Sasuke and Naruto being kidnapped and steps in. However, things aren't exactly smooth sailing once they get back to the village... It's fun though, trust. Super enjoyable and very minor romance.

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the pretty one - theformerone || ao3 || G || gen || canon divergence || one-shot complete

Kakashi is maybe ten seconds too late to redirect the assassination techniques. Sakura leaps in between them because those who abandon their comrades are worse than scum.

Well, Sakura gets stabbed by Naruto and Sasuke on the hospital rooftop... There's some nice team bonding here as they work past that traumatic incident. Kakashi was great with the kids as well!

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Summer Ending to a Winter Night - Lolibat || ao3 || T || tobisaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

It starts with an injured Inuzuka. As always, the Inuzuka show up completely unannounced, metaphorically knocking on her door by collapsing in a bloody pile right in front of her porch. The dog included. She opens her door, blinks, and looks down. Well, what's a girl gotta do? Leave them for dead?

Very rarely do I stumble across a tobisaku fanfic! Summer Ending to a Winter Night is pretty sweet. Sakura has travel back to the warring states period and just wants to live a simple life in her cottage. However, she just can't turn a blind eye to any injured soul.

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back and then forward - fencesit || ao3 || T || madasaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Her client either doesn't actually know the ninja's name or (equally likely) knows that ninja of this era despise introductions, but Sakura knows the name of her new coworker: Uchiha Madara is standing in front of her, wild-haired and distinctively relaxed, looking no older than her — not quite a teenager anymore, coming into his full adult height and broad shoulders, but much younger than he had looked during the Fourth War.

You guys, this was beyond cute! Like, seriously. Sakura is sent back in time to the warring states period and decides to do some work as a travelling medic. It's there she finds herself, although somewhat briefly, working alongside Madara. Afterwards, they keep in touch and just trust me that the ending is great!

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Let Her Go - jokergirl2001 || ffn || T || sasusaku || post-war AU || one-shot/incomplete

"Sorry Sasuke-kun, I'm busy. Maybe another time?" Sasuke's eyebrows twitched while everyone laughed at the irony.

Note: Based on the author's note, this was intended to be a multi-chapter fic; however, only one chapter was released. I think that it can be read as a one-shot and thus have put it on this list, but it is technically incomplete.

I seriously love this author! The dialogue is so natural and flows easily. This storyline is pretty fun as it's just Sasuke getting teased about him being annoyed that Sakura hasn't spoken to him in a while.

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Early Mornings and Half-Cooked Eggs - OfPaintAndOil || ffn || T || gen || post-war AU || one-shot complete

A post-war torn Sakura Haruno is periodically woken up by Kakashi Hatake, who seems determined to make sure she eats breakfast and not sleep in. He's not the best cook, but his half-cooked eggs are all she can stomach when she can manage to get out of bed. At least he'll read to her in bed, though his choice in literature is questionable. Rated T for depression and PTSD. COMPLETE.

Sakura falls into a post-war depression. I'm fairly certain that this is technically kakasaku, but I read it more in a platonic sense and so that's why I tagged it as gen. You could read it as either imo. Regardless, it's a very genuine story about Kakashi just trying to help Sakura while she's in this state. He isn't overbearing, but he is present and that's what matters.

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I Found You Missing - Wolfy Tales || ffn || T || kakasaku || pen-pal AU || one-shot complete

'They're asking us because these soldiers have absolutely no one left to write home to,' Sakura thought with a frown. So she signs up for the Shinobi Letter Exchange, not realizing how large the consequences would be. - AUish one-shot [KakaSaku]

Sakura ends up becoming Kakashi's pen-pal while he's out fighting in the war. They don't actually meet and/or know each other's identities until near the end I believe. Anyways, this is very well written and such an interesting concept!

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Inconvenience - DeepPoeticGirl || ffn || K+ || sasusaku || genin days || one-shot complete

/Team 7. Very slight SasuSaku./ Sakura unexpectedly gets her period during a mission. One of her teammates is naturally a complete idiot about it, but the other two are surprisingly... not. ONESHOT. Genin!Team 7.

Sasuke is pretty sweet about the fact that Sakura got her period. I wish that more fics explored the idea that genin are also awkward tweens and so they'd be going through the horror of puberty lol.

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The Planets Will Keep Spinning - Shonashee || ffn || K+ || sasusaku || genin days || one-shot complete

The week that Sakura had a crush on Kakashi and was nearly killed for her hair. Otherwise known as just another week with Team 7. / / A slice of life from when they were genin. Sakura-centric.

Honestly, I feel like most people had a crush on their teacher at one point... Sakura ends up seeing Kakashi without his mask and forms a bit of a crush. Kakashi obviously thinks it's pretty funny, but Sasuke and Naruto aren't that thrilled. Pretty cute.

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Bunk Mates - ice bitten || ffn || T || gen || canon divergence || one-shot complete

In which Sasuke and Naruto find out Sakura has been sleeping over at Sai's. Short stories surrounding Sakura, Sai, and the invasive people of Konoha.

Really funny fic where Sakura and Sai become roommates. However, their odd sleeping situation leads to some misunderstandings. I adore Sai, so of course this was such a treat for me! Highly recommend for something fun.

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I forget where we were - snis (a_sassin) || ao3 || M || sasusaku || hunger games AU || one-shot complete

“Sakura, it's me - Kakashi." For a moment she lets herself think. These people have mistaken her for someone else – that, or they’ve kidnapped her and they’re liars. “Who are you, and what do you want with me?”

This is for all of my Hunger Games fans! Set during Catching Fire and basically Sakura is in Peeta's place. There's mentions of torture, etc., but her relationship with Sasuke is very interesting here. I also thought that it was so fitting for Kakashi to be their mentor!

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one step forward (one punch back) - a_sassin || ao3 || T || sasusaku || modern AU || one-shot complete

The one where Sakura partakes in cage fighting to pay her tuition and rent. She has just enough left to feed herself - sparingly - at the end of the day, but it's not so bad.

Thoroughly enjoyed One Step Forward! Something about this fic just has me obsessed. I've always loved boxing and straight up hand-to-hand combat, so Sakura doing cage fighting had me hooked. The entire cast has great characterizations and the post-fic headcanons left by the author were a pleasant surprise!

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I know, I know!! I said that I would be updating my sasusaku list a few weeks ago, but I got lazy and then I wanted to make this one lol. Forgive me TT-TT

[madarathediva]

the similarities... !!

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

I Want You.

sasuke uchiha x female reader.

cw: all characters are 18+, piv penetration, intended lower case, smut, swearing, face fucking, missionary, enemies to whatever the fuck, idk what else.. not proofread?

WELCOME TO VANNY'S COME BACK!

sasuke was hard to read. you never really understood why he looked at you the way he did, but it was always different than how he looked at others. even more than the way he eyed naruto, the pure shallowness in his eyes when he bored into yours showed almost hatred. you never knew why.

kakashi was your uncle, so oftentimes you were with him and his team, wielding naruto uzumaki, sasuke uchiha, and sakura haruno, and became quite good friends with them. well, everyone but sasuke who you just didn't talk to much.

you knew much about him though, through sakura. she'd always talk of him, "sasuke" this, "sasuke" that. "sasuke is so handsome" "sasuke is so great" "he's so strong".. you grew bored of hearing the name.

the older the group got, the more sasuke had grown to achieve his goal to provide vengeance for the uchiha name. it seemed to be the most of what he'd cared about.

"sasuke, it's too dangerous to leave the village! you're not gonna go find him yourself are you?" sakura had yelled as sasuke walked towards the border that marked the end of the leaf. you saw the pain in her eyes as she fell to her knees and tears began to fall down her cheeks. you watched emotionlessly as sasuke turned around, and he eyed you one last time, that same look of hatred he'd always only shown you. before he walked away, he looked at sakura, as she was wailing on the ground, staring at it, and then looked at you again, and he let out what was almost a laugh, and he left.

not caring much, you helped sakura get up off the ground and walked her over to where naruto had been standing, hugging her before trading her off to him. you didn't even think sakura noticed much that you handed her off. "you take care of her," you said, walking towards the village.

"do you just not care?" naruto said, not even moving to look at you. "you don't care that he just left like that? it didn't hurt you at all?" he sounded almost mad that you hadn't a care.

you smiled, not turning back. "why should i care? he's finally following his dreams, let him do what he wants." your voice fades off the further you walk away from the two.

it wasn't hard to understand why the two of them were hurt by sasuke's decision, after all, that was their teammate. but when did he ever vow commitment to them? he didn't. which is why you don't think it's so awful. you also didn't have a connection with sasuke, so why it would bother you was a mystery.

the walk to your apartment felt longer than it should have, especially when it started to rain.

about a week later, you were in your apartment, reading. it was a book called "the end", a long book that you'd been reading for a little while.

it was the knock at your door that surprised you out of the trance you were in while reading your book. you got up and answered it only to be surprised by who was there.

there were no words exchanged when sasuke pushed his way into your apartment. he was surprisingly clean for someone who'd apparently left the village for battle. in fact, he'd looked freshly showered and his clothes were also clean.

a few moments pass until a word is spoken. "it didn't bother you, at all?" his voice was deep, but unscathed, and it hadn't sounded like he went through anything difficult.

"looking good for someone who left the leaf to fight his brother, someone with so much power, no way you don't have a scratch on you." you scoff.

he looked into your eyes, though, this time, it was something else. not hatred. he didn't look bored. he looked hungry. like a lion looking at a deer that's all alone in the wild.

"that's not why i left." is all he says until about 30 seconds pass. you assumed he was searching for some excuse. "i just didn't want to be here anymore." he shrugged.

involuntarily your eyes roll, "so you left your team? left your home?".

"yeah." he sighs in a deep outward breath. he hadn't a care for what anyone thought about what he did. but for some reason, he cared about what you thought about him leaving. "you, though; you didn't care."

"was i supposed to? did you want me to get on my knees like this–" you begin, getting on your knees in front of him as he looks down at you. "and yell, 'no sasuke! please don't leave! the village needs you! i need you, sasuke! you're my hero!'.." you pretended to whine.

he smirked down at you, and now you stared back at him with doe eyes, waiting for his response. why were you still on your knees? why were you suddenly staring at him with such lust? why was he giving you those eyes.?

sasuke's hand tucked the hair that covered your face behind your ear before leaning down to your level. "so pretty down there for me.." his voice lowers to almost a whisper and his face gets closer to yours, he gets close to your ear to where you can feel his hot breath hitting it, "almost looks like you're ready for something else."

you'd never admit how that sentence made something inside you feel like it was exploding, and how it created a damp spot between your legs.

"im ready for you to leave." you trembled, no confidence in your voice. that wasn't true. you hadn't wanted him to leave. you wanted him to show you what he thought you were ready for.

sasuke stood up, "you don't want that, it's clear to see. your acting was much better when you were whining for me." he pauses before starting to speak again. "all you have to say are three words and i'll do the rest.." he chuckles.

"what three words?" you ask, curiosity making you wonder what he expected from you.

"all you have to say is 'i want you', and you can have me. but unless, it is, that you don't want that, then i may as well leave now." his voice was low, yet filled with hunger. he groaned softly at your no response, you'd only stare into his eyes until he'd look away and stand up.

the third step he took towards the door had your mouth agape, "wait." you say so soft you figured he may not have heard it. you hesitate to say those three forbidden words you had to convince yourself not to say right when he'd said it. sasuke stayed standing there, about two steps from the door, waiting for your response. you hummed quietly and looked down at your thighs, how they rubbed together at attempt to create any sort of friction that could ease the growing neediness in-between your legs.

"i want you."

sasuke let out what you believe was a laugh or a scoff or something before turning around. "i knew you'd give in."

"you're just soo irresistible, you narcissist." you smirk.

he made his way back to where he'd been standing in front of you, "shut up." he said with a cocky grin on his face, beginning to unbuckle the belt he'd been wearing with those dress pants. he was wearing black dress pants, dress shoes, a white button up. why he was dressed like that was the last thing on your mind at the time though. he didn't bother taking the belt from the belt loops but instead left it hanging, pants still loose enough to slide down, but he didn't do that.

"you want it?" he said in a laugh. "i mean, right here? right now? you want me?" he just wanted validation, you could see in his black, soulless eyes how bad he craved it from you. how badly he wanted to hear how much you needed him.

you let out a groan, letting your hands fall limp into your lap as you roll your eyes. you look up at him with the biggest, most needy it was pitiful to look at eyes with pure lust and need, they were watering of it. "it sure looks it, don't it?" you pout and spread your legs underneath you, beginning to rock yourself back and forth as to practically grind against the floor.

"you're insatiable." sasuke sighed breathlessly. "and annoying. should've shut you up ages ago."

sliding his pants along with his boxers down to pool at his ankles, you understood why sasuke had the reputation he did. there was no doubt that it was big, it mattered to you how he used it.

"go on, suck on it." he said with a shit eating grin as he stared down into your wide eyes.

taking his cock into both hands you begun to lick a long stripe all the way up before swirling your tongue around his tip, gliding your hand up to take your thumb to his glistening pre that began to wet him. moving your hand back down and continuing that motion before you finally take his length into your mouth. you look up at him as you do so, seeing his sharp jawline as his head fell slightly back from the pleasure.

his hand comes entangled in your hair as you bob on his length, him pulling at the roots slightly until he begun to pull harder. he pulled your hair and pushed you back onto his length at the speed he wanted to be going at, and it was no longer in your control.

practically face fucking you, his hips bucking, and his voice lowly groaning. you grabbed his wrist, surprising a low gasp to erupt from him, with your other hand cupping his balls before moving to his shaft, you took your head off his length before using your free hand to move up and down his cock. you breathed heavily as you hadn't gotten a chance to really breathe in a couple minutes.

laughing, you say breathlessly, "i want something now."

sasuke chuckles lowly and his hand goes to his forehead, looking up at the ceiling before his head falls to look at you. "is that how this goes?"

you nod your head up and down with a smile on your face. you grab his shirt and begin to stand, sasuke grabbing your arms to help you stand up entirely. this contact felt almost too intimate, the reason why you haven't kissed or anything. in reality, you almost wanted to, but you felt he possibly wasn't looking for that kind of a romantic act.

but god seeing his face so close to yours had you wanting to see just how it felt, even if short lasted.

"what are you thinking about?" he asked, seeing the perplexity on your face.

"it's nothing." your eyes dart down to look at his chest, slightly revealed from the top buttons being undone from his shirt. you look at the way that he's holding you, so close, holding your arms in his hands and not letting go. you sigh.

sasuke's head tilts slightly and his face moves to your neck, you can feel his hot breath before you feel his lips attach to the soft skin of your nape.

a small moan slips out and your hands go to his back, scratching at it and pulling him in closer. he moves up closer to your ear, to your jaw, making sure to leave little stains across the skin.

once his face leaves your neck, the look he gives you, him breathing heavy, and his hands now on your waist, yours on his biceps. and then he kissed you.

it was passionate but short lived, until he did it again. short lived again. "stop" you giggle, seeing the smirk on his face and your hands go to either side of his head, pulling him in to kiss you, and holding him there so he can't back away again.

he walks you over to your couch not too far from where the two of you are already standing, still kissing in the meantime.

sasuke hums into your mouth before the kiss separates. without words, his hands tug at the bottom of your tank top as he looks into your eyes almost for unspoken permission before he pulls it off over your head. impatiently, you pull down your short little skirt, pulling down your panties along with it before you sit down on the couch. you close your legs before anything happens, though. "why?" you ask. "i mean, why are we doing this now.."

"not sure." sasuke shrugs. "you ever wanted to do this with me before?"

you nod, "never really thought about it.. you?"

"oh yeah." he laughs. "how could i not?"

spreading your legs for him, you rub your clit yourself, but he looks into your eyes, putting a hand on your knee, his other holding his cock to your dripping hole.

sliding in, it feels almost painful at first before a wave of pleasure when he thrusts into you a third time at a relatively fast pace.

"so wh.. why did you come here— ugh. to begin with,.. sasuke?" you moan out, attempting at a regular sentence while he abuses your cunt.

he groans, "why are you talking?" he thrusts harder, faster. "just shut up.. talk– after." his hands go to your hips when your moans grow louder.

a slur of curses flow out of your mouth when you feel him in your tummy, your head falling back and moans becoming even louder. it felt so good the way he pulsed in and out of you, the way he took his thumb to play with your clit while his other four fingers press down on your lower stomach, reeling new realms of pleasure.

making grabby arms at his biceps before scratching his back so hard you probably left red marks on it, "fuck fuck fuck, please.." you moan out to him, feeling your high on its way. "sasuke.. im gonna— uggh im gonna.."

"c'mon baby, come on, cum for me, baby," sasuke groans, "come on im so close let's cum together, come onn..."

feeling yourself let go, and your walls being painted white was ethereal and otherworldly. grinding out your high, you and sasuke's loud breathing was pretty much the only sound bouncing off the walls anymore.

with barely any breath left, you still wanted an answer to your previous question. "answer my question."

"i wanted you."

[no-nic]

never underestimate the joy of crafting a shitty pin 😊🉐

literally the only rin merch i can buy around here is a funko pop, only good for gathering dust on a shelf. obito is slightly less rare (endangered -> vulnerable leap in conservation status). how do i express love for a character without inviting people into my room?

+ bby team 7 & some evil obitos >:3

[aaizawashouta]

Call Me Daddy

pairing: sasuke x fem!reader

word count: 2.2k

summary: sasuke always give you want you want, but that doesn't mean he has to be nice about it.

warnings: smut (18+ minors, dni) all porn no plot, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), squirting, dirty talk, mean sasuke, gentle praise, daddy kink, p in v

a/n: i have been feral lately. i wrote this in one sitting. it is not proofread. sorry for any errors. enjoy.

There’s nothing he hates more than nights where you go out with Ino and Temari. Okay, maybe that isn’t completely true. Looking down at you, knees to chest, his dick buried to the hilt inside of you, Sasuke knows it’s the alcohol in your system that makes you like this. A little fuck doll. Does it matter if you come? No it doesn’t, and you don’t care. You always make sure to tell him so. Want to be a good girl for him. Just want him to fill you up.

“Don’t worry about it hurting, daddy. I can take it.”

Sasuke’s grip tightens on your thighs. That’s new. A slip of the tongue, he can tell by the way you won’t meet his eye anymore. And he isn’t having that. He’s never shied away from giving you what you wanted. You’ve just had to ask for it.

Never meant he was nice about it either, though.

“Daddy, huh?” he says, biting into your calf.

Your head falls back with a moan, fingers digging into the sheets. He hasn’t stopped his brutal pace once. Hips canting forward, balls slapping against your ass. Sweat glistens your skin, making him stick to you. Sasuke leans forward, grabbing your face and squishing your cheeks together. His gaze is hard as he looks down on you.

“Do you want me to be your daddy, baby?”

You nod, making his hand squeeze your cheeks harder. You swallow thickly before correcting yourself. “Yes.”

“How badly do you want it?”

The groan you let out is rough, accompanied by the way you bare down on him. Velvet walls squeezing him as if he’d slip out any moment. It makes him hiss, free hand coming down to slap the back of thigh.

“How badly, baby?”

He lets go of your face. “So badly, daddy.”

There it is. Sasuke never thought he was that type of guy. But you just do something to him. Make him feral. He pulls out of you, causing you to whine. He glares at you, tells you to stop being a fucking brat before he’s moving down the bed, coming face to face with your shimmering center. Your hole is gaping from him stretching you open. It’s your favorite part, when he first enters you. Sometimes begging him not to prep you because you need to feel how much it hurts. Fucking feral. He groans, knowing that you taste like the sweetest nectar around. But that’s not his goal, not right now.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“Yes.”

Sasuke smacks your thigh. “Yes what?”

“Yes, daddy.”

He grins at you, a mean, wicked thing. He savors the gasp you let out when plunges three fingers in. wasting no time, he set a fast pace, the force so brutal it made your tits shake. There’s no stopping the sounds that fall from your lips. They echo around the bedroom making sweet music along with the squelching of your pussy trying to clamp down on his hurried fingers with every thrust of his hand.

“Grab your pretty tits for me baby,” he says with his eyes on you, hungrily watching your every move. “That’s it. Tug on those nipples, don’t be shy.”

With your hands busy, eyes shut with the pleasure you were receiving, Sasuke leaned up, flattening his tongue against your clit. He couldn’t stop his grin when he felt you jolt.

“Fuck, daddy, more,”

His cock throbbed at how wrecked you sounded. If you kept it up, he’d have your mouth wide open and choking on him. Oh, that’s an idea. Speeding up his hand even more, Sasuke starts to flick his tongue over the sensitive nub. He had to grab your thighs and hold you down so you’d stop running away from him. He can feel you quivering, you’re so close, but he isn’t quite done with you yet.

Pulling his hand out of you, he immediately smacks your pussy. Your hips rut up trying to chase the pleasure. He smacks it again before rubbing at your clit. You’re almost screaming from the pleasure. Hands knotted in the sheets, hips canting in the air. You’re a sight to behold, Sasuke wishes he could take a picture. Take it with him when he leaves.

“Fuck, fuck, daddy, please.” you’re practically crying and he’s living for it.

“What is it baby? What do you need?” you shake your head, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Have you run out of words already? Has he made you that stupid? The fun has barely started. “Come on, baby. Be a good girl, use your words. What do you want daddy to do?”

“Come, I want to come. Daddy, please make me come.”

Sasuke grins up at you, applying more pressure to your clit as he abuses it. “Oh baby, you’re going to come. You’ll be coming so much you’ll be begging me to stop. I’m going to fucking ruin you like the whore you are.”

Just like that the band snaps. His whole hand is soaked, the sheet underneath you, and the inside of your thighs. He groans at the sight, precum leaking from the head of his cock onto the bed. Your choked sob brings his eyes up to your face. You look so fucking pretty when you’re like this, basking in your orgasm glow. But he isn’t finished with you yet.

Grabbing your ankle Sasuke drags you down the bed, smacking your cheek to get your attention. “We’re not done, baby girl. On your knees.”

“What?”

Sasuke raises a brow. “Did that orgasm make you stupid? On. Your. Knees.”

Knowing that your legs were practically jello, you roll off the bed, landing on all fours before crawling over to sit on your haunches before him. You look up at him expectantly, waiting for your next order. He smiles down at you. Hand cupping your cheek, thumb caressing your cheekbone, finding its way down to your bottom lip. He pulls on the tender flesh, watching as your lips part and your tongue automatically comes out. Waiting, hungry.

“There’s my good girl.” You whine, scooting forward, wanting nothing more than the feel of his heavy cock on your tongue. “Open wide for daddy, baby. Take the whole thing.”

Both hands tangle in your hair. He doesn’t move an inch, letting you come to him. Your eyes prick with tears as he makes his way in. You love the stretch, no matter where it is. Slowly, slowly, you make until you're suffocating with his cock down your throat and your nose in his dark hair.

“That’s it — fuck, stay right there.”

His thighs twitch when you hum around him. Your mouth is so soft and warm, he could come right now if he really wanted to. But that’s not what he wants, not what you want. All of this is just foreplay. Because nothing compares to when he’s got his cock in you and you’re begging him to fill you up, to use you. His eyes roam all over you as he steadies his breathing, taking in the lewd scene that’s all you.

“You’re the perfect fuck doll, baby. You know that?”

Hand pushing on your head, you gag around him before quickly being pulled away. You brace yourself, letting him use your face for his pleasure. Tears stream down your cheeks, making your eyes sparkle. Cheeks hallowed, lips suctioning around him until he can’t take it anymore. Pulling himself out of your mouth, Sasuke reaches down and wraps you up in arms only to turn and toss you on the bed. You’re pussy clenches around nothing when you see the feral look in his eyes. He’s grinning down at you, but it isn’t nice. He’s going to devour you whole. Crack open your ribs and feast on everything that you are, everything you have to offer. When he’s had his fill and he’s done, you’ll do nothing but say thank you.

“Spread those legs. I want that cunt.”

You do so without any hesitation. Sasuke fists his cock, giving it a few generous pumps. He watches as you clench around nothing. “Dirty whore. You’re fucking desperate for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, daddy.”

His eyes never move from your pussy. Open, vulnerable, exposed. He takes a few steps forward, his hard length bobbing with each step. You eye it for a moment, a small one. Not sure what hell you’d pay if he caught you staring. You gasp, body slightly jumping when there’s a sudden slap against your center. Glancing up at Sasuke to see him with a malicious grin. You whine and writhe at the sting of the slap. He just chuckles darkly, relishing in the sounds you make as you squirm beneath him. He moves up the bed, his lips finding their way to your skin. Biting, licking, sucking a trail up your tender thighs, teasing you.

“Such a pretty pussy, sweetheart.”

A squeal escapes you when he drags his teeth over your clit. He’s purposely driving you crazy, but god, do you like when he’s mean. You wiggle your hips as his head dips lower, feeling the warmth of his breath ghosting over your core. You instinctively lift your hips up, exposing your dripping cunt to him. You hear him hum in satisfaction as you moan and buck in desperation for his touch.

“Such a needy little thing” he taunts, placing hot kisses to the back of your thighs, just below the curve of your ass. “You want the me to fuck you with my tongue hmm? Is that what you want?”

“No, daddy. Want your cock, need it inside me.”

Susuke gives you a breathtaking smile, his hand lifting to your face, thumb running along your cheekbone. Your breath catches. It’s a tender touch, a gentle moment. “My good girl,” he says softly. He’s reminding you. This is not punishment, this is worship.

He swiftly moves to his knees, a hand slides across your ass, slapping you just hard enough to leave a red handprint behind as he thrust deep, bottoming out. It’s a silent scream, no sound leaving you. He’s big, so big, and he’s filling you up to the brim. It hurts, and you’re loving every inch that stretches you out. Your knuckles turn white with each rough, hard thrust. He slides a hand up your stomach, between your breasts so his hand can wrap itself around your throat. He loves to watch you come undone around him, and he’ll never let you forget it either. Your cheeks are flushed, pupils blown with lust, and lips parted as each of your clipped breaths turn into whimpers.

“Baby girl,” he grits, hand tightening, cutting off a little more air, “you feel so fucking good.”

You stare back at him, feel as he moves to kneel on one knee, the angle shifting somewhere deeper inside of you. His teeth dig into your skin again, this time leaving bruises behind. It makes you whine. He thrusts harder, rougher until your hand is shooting out above your head, keeping you from hitting the headboard. He’s fully claiming you. Cock punching into the deepest part of you. Your head is empty, high in euphoria only Sasuke can provide you. Words are pouring out of you, but you couldn’t understand what you were trying to say even if you wanted to. Whatever it is he wants to hear. Whatever keeps him close, keeps him inside of you. It’s been so long, too long and you honestly believe you’ll die if he were to leave.

“Daddy, I–” you're cut off by a whimper when he reaches that hard to reach spot deep inside you. Over and over again, you feel it coming, your orgasm is going to come crashing down and you’re ready to bask in it.

“You going to come on my cock, baby?”

“Yes! Yes daddy. Please, please, daddy. Don’t stop. More, more, holy fuck,”

You come on his cock like clockwork, and when you collapse against the bed, your body trembles, heaving desperately for air. Sasuke groans, pulling you up until you’re flush against him. His lips meet yours in a messy kiss, bucking his hips harder until he’s chasing his high right over the ledge with you.

“Good girl,” he praises, letting go of your throat. “Such a good girl for me.”

Your breath is a little ragged. You're sweaty, exhausted, and in need of another shower. You smile when Sasuke pulls out and lays down next to you, pushing your hair out of your face. He leans over you, kissing your lips, your forehead.

“You did so good, baby. I’m proud of you.”

You can only smile at his sweet words. You can’t decide if you crave his praise or his cock more. Within a blink of an eye, he’s got you cleaned up, a glass of water on your bedside table. You watch him from the bed as he starts the bath.

“I can feel you staring.”

“I like what I see.”

He hums, turning to come and gather you off the bed. You don’t get like this often, but maybe you should. One of these days instead of calling him daddy you’ll be telling him you love him instead. Maybe he’ll say it right back.

[teletubbyinlipstick]

With Eyes That Weep Red

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Ya'll loved my other writing it was so sweet! Thank you, truly. Here's another Naruto thingy I wrote a couple of years ago, I'm really not sure if I'll ever do anything with em so please feel free to message me about em if you liked to write more for it!

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Hotaru took deep, calming, breaths as she glanced around at all the clan heads, even the fucking Hokage was here. She wiped her sweaty hands on her pants, a tic quickly caught by the other occupants in the room.

  "Tanaka Hotaru, do you know why you've been called to this meeting?" A middle aged man speaks up, a Nara by the looks of it, his face is relaxed and neutral but his eyes are assessing constantly taking in every fleeting emotion that crosses her face. She nods slowly, gulping as she rubs her hands together, god she felt like she was gonna pass out. 

 "Am...am I in trouble?" She mumbled quietly, mind racing on if this was gonna end badly for her. Was there some secret clan law that civilians couldn't possess kekkei genkai? Are they gonna make her become a shinobi? She can't fight to save her life, let alone anyone else's! Wait- Would they remove her eyes and give her new ones instead? Oh god. She liked her eyes. Thank you very much!

 "No, you're not in trouble. But there are some things to sort out, which is also why we had you do blood tests before this. You possess a highly powerful kekkei genkai, 'The Sharingan.'" The Nara from before answered, pausing for a moment as he watched her reaction before moving on. "It shows you have Uchiha blood on your mother's side. And from some miracle you have awakened your sharingan. You understand how rare this is, don't you?" Nara asked seriously, looking her right in the eyes. Hotaru nodded, because she really did. It was rare for a civilian ever to awaken a kekkei genkai because of the lack of training. So when she glared at them with anger, bright green eyes seeping into a blood red, the shocked looks she got in response was expected. 

  "So...what does this mean for me?" Hotaru spoke louder this time, gaining some reign of her spiked anxiety. This time, it was an Uchiha woman who spoke up. 

 "You will be offered a spot in the clan and if you wish, will be taught to wield the sharingan. 

  Ah. She stared for a moment longer before shaking her head.

 "No. Thank You."

[mo-ok]

guys hELP

[cherrybombshh]

¡Por fin terminé la segunda parte del árbol Genealógico del Clan Uchiha! Explicación: Bai y Chiharu son contemporáneos, se enamoraron durante los descansos de la Guerra de Bai, Bai murió a manos de su hermano menor y Chiharu cuando dió a luz a Uruchi. Uruchi siendo Huérfana fue adoptada por la familia de Teyaki y de ahí nació el amor entre los dos. Como la Madre de Uruchi murió al dar a luz muy joven, Teyaki y Uruchi se tomaron su tiempo en tener a sus dos hijos, primero fue Yashiro y después Tekira. (Teyaki y Uruchi pertenecen a la Generación de la Abuela de Obito solo que son los más jóvenes de esta misma)

Yashiro es padre de Yakumi y Tekira se casó con uno de los gemelos más queridos (el menor) del Clan, que aunque no habían podido convertirse en usuarios del Sharingan daban un buen apoyo Logístico durante las Guerras que vivieron. El Gemelo menor (Akio) y Tekira son padres de Tekka y Taiko.

Por otro lado tenemos a Haruki, el hijo adoptivo de Hikaku y compañero de juegos de Hikaru, quien se casó con Azumi, la amiga, compañera y acompañante de Fuyuka (La madre de Fugaku) Azumi tambien cuidó de Fugaku y Oboro, incluso fue su nodriza, haciendo a estos dos "Hermanos de Leche" de Hazuki. (Hazuki es menor que Fugaku y Oboro, de la edad de Mikoto y Usui) Fue así como Hazuki tuvo el visto bueno para dejar el Clan y casarse con quien quisiera, Hazuki se casó con Inazuma un civil de un Clan importante, de aquí nacieron Inabi e Izumi, y se le permitió a Itachi e Izumi cortejarse entre sí cuando se dieron cuenta que Inazuma pertenecía al Clan Senju, siendo un no-combatiente. ¿Y se acuerdan que dije que Akio era un Gemelo? ¿Justo el menor? El Gemelo Mayor es (Akio), y aunque está solito, si tiene familia. Pero esto es...

Ya que recordé que estos son mis Headcanons y puedo hacer lo que quiera, pero con sentido.

(Tengo un Headcanon de que Aoba Yamashiro es un Uchiha no reconocido del Clan Uchiha, y justo Aoki es su padre mientras que Bara Yamashiro es la madre) Ahora la pregunta del millón... ¿Todo esto tiene sentido? Ni idea, ¿Está sujeto a Modificaciones en el Futuro? Probablemente. ¿Estoy segura de lo que hice? No mucho. Pero... ¡Si estoy Satisfecha!

Parte 1 "Clan Uchiha" Serie Clanes de Konoha: "Clan Mitarashi" Parte 1 "Clan Senju" Parte 2 "Clan Senju"

[meowlier]

helping them fight their inner demons <3

[cocostyles]

Do I look like him? — Naruto Uzumaki

pairing: Naruto Uzumaki x fem reader!

word count: 1 k

summary: The daughter of Jiraiya notices how everyone seems to see her father in her.

warnings; little angst, english is not my first language.

The afternoon in Konoha was calm, the sun bathing the streets in its golden light. A beautiful figure with white hair walked through the market, drawing the attention of a few curious onlookers. You were not someone easy to ignore: your elegant bearing, your long hair inherited from your father, Jiraiya, and the intense eyes that seemed to see through people—how could you go unnoticed when you were the only daughter of the legendary Sannin?

You had returned to Konoha after years of living far away. Your father's stories had always surrounded you, a man you almost never saw and didn't feel you ever truly got to know, yet whose shadow you constantly felt breathing down your neck. Since you were little, you had heard rumors, tales about his charisma and, of course, about his relationship with Naruto Uzumaki, the Seventh Hokage.

Naruto was everything you admired. His energy, his smile, and the way he spoke about the people he loved had captivated you since the day you met him. You knew you had also caused that effect on him; it was undeniable that both of you felt something for each other, and the only thing holding you back from advancing was the weight of your father.

Although Naruto didn't try to hide that he liked you, there was something unsettling about the way he looked at you. A mix of nostalgia and sadness that you couldn’t decipher.

One day, while you were training in a secluded clearing, Tsunade appeared to watch you. You had always respected her as your mentor, having known her since you were a child, but there was something more between you two, something you could never explain—Tsunade looked at you as though she saw a ghost, and you were starting to get tired of it.

"Is there something wrong with me?" you asked one afternoon, sitting next to the Sannin on the bleachers of the training field.

Tsunade sighed, placing a hand to her forehead. "Not with you. But sometimes… when I look at you, I can't help but remember someone else."

"My father?"

Tsunade shook her head. "Not exactly. It’s more complicated than that. It's like you’re the answer to questions I could never ask."

You shifted uncomfortably. You knew something had happened between them that was never resolved. Despite it all, you had loved your father, that man who, though you barely remembered, used to take you to the lake when he visited and shower you with gifts, the one who taught you your first summoning. Of course, you had loved him, and his death had brought you great pain. But now, you no longer wanted to be trapped in his shadow, chasing and never reaching a ghost.

That conversation left you unsettled. You didn’t have time to dig deeper because Naruto invited you to join his team for an important mission. It was your chance to prove that you were not just Jiraiya's daughter, but someone capable of forging your own ninja path.

However, while working together, that discomfort resurfaced. Naruto smiled at you and treated you with his usual warmth, but there were moments when he would just stare at you, almost lost in his thoughts.

"Naruto-sama," you said one night while camping, "Is there something you want to tell me? Because I feel like you always look at me as if you’re expecting something from me."

He seemed surprised by the question but didn't deny anything. "It’s complicated, Y/n. Sometimes, I feel like… I already knew you before you got here. Like the universe is showing me something I forgot."

The conversation lingered between you two, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he truly felt a real connection with you or if it was all related to his father. Was she a reflection of Jiraiya? Or was there something more?

Tsunade sought you out after the mission. "Your father had a deep love for many things, Y/n. But one of the few things he regretted was not being here to see how Naruto fulfilled his dreams, and his greatest regret was not having spent enough time with you. And now, every time I see you with Naruto, I can’t help but think… is this what Jiraiya would have wanted? That his daughter found something special in the boy he always admired?"

You understood then. It wasn’t just your physical resemblance to Jiraiya that left everyone confused. It was the way you connected with Naruto, as if you were destined to meet.

One day, while training together, you decided to speak up. "Naruto, I’m not my father. I’m not an echo of him. I am me. And if I stay here, close to you, it’s not because I feel obligated by what you two shared, it’s not because I want to hear about how he was, because I didn’t know him as well as you did… If I stay here, it’s because I want to be here. With you."

Naruto looked at you, first surprised, then slowly, a smile began to form on his face. "I know. And I’m grateful for that. I really like you, not because you’re his daughter… I like everything about you, and what you represent. I admire you so much."

For the first time, you felt like you didn’t have to prove anything, nor fill the void for someone else. You were forging something new, something that was all your own.

And Tsunade, watching you both from afar, felt that the déjà vu in which she saw herself and Jiraiya reflected in Naruto and you finally made sense. The past, unfortunately, could not be changed, but the present was an opportunity to heal.

[oxydiane]

when he can get inside you and “begone, thot” your demons

[devotedlywingedperfection]

Collection on Ao3

I have collection on Ao3 to my TGIF - Friday One-Shots, so indulge them if you’re interested! I’ll continue to post on both platforms, Tumblr and Ao3.

Here’s the link to my first one:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65646706

[lavender-long-stories]

𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚞𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝

The Multi-Chapter Master List -> Link

Bread and Tea

Tags: Romance | Hurt/Comfort | Bakery AU | One Shot | Fluff and Angst | Happy Ending

Bread heals the soul and scars over the heart.

Run A Way With Me

Tags: Romance | Fluff | One Shot | Happy Ending

Hinata wasn’t even meant to be here, but the stranger in the mask knew in her heart she wanted out. One dance was all it took.

Sitting in the Snow

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Holiday | Happy Ending

Sasuke had to get outside. He didn't want to watch Hinata smile at everyone else but him anymore.

Second Hand Presents

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Holiday | Happy Ending

Sasuke has been receiving gifts not meant for him for years. It was time to change that.

Last Year’s Mistletoe

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Holiday | Happy Ending

A desperate kiss from last year comes back to haunt Sasuke.

Bottle of Love

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

There were whispers that Hinata made a love potions, some times reality is worse than the rumors.

Mine and Your’s

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

What does Sasuke think of his brother and Hinata’s cousin together?

Festival Confessions

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Holiday | Happy Ending

Sasuke wonders if a festival is a good place to confess his feelings.

Shelter

Tags: Romance | Fluff | One Shot | Happy Ending

Hinata and Sasuke bring in some strays from the rain.

Bun in the Oven

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

Sasuke likes to think he is the observant one until it maters.

Skipped

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

Hinata always seems to skip Sasuke when giving out her kindness.

Gullible

Tags: Romance | Fluff | One Shot | Happy Ending

How did Itachi know that his little brother was going to take what he said so seriously?

Candy Hearts

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

The power a small gesture has on a broken heart.

It’s Cold Out

Tags: Romance | Fluff | One Shot | Happy Ending

Sasuke helps Hinata warm up from the cold.

I Miss You

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

Love across distance and time zones.

Charms

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

Sasuke accidentally breaks Hinata’s keychain

Afraid of the Dark

Tags: Romance | Fluff and Angst | One Shot | Happy Ending

A dark night with candlelight.

All Multi-Chapter Stories ✿ All One-Shots

[allmyfuckingobsessions]

THEIR LITTLE SECRET | SSMONTH2024

Sasuke Uchiha is the Captain of the Konoha's police force who works constantly with the head medic of the Konoha's Hospital, Sakura Haruno.

This tweet and fanart made me do it.