#Knowing that Naruto is one of his closer friends and they don't even get to see eachother that often

[inadragon]

I love GaaHina arranged marriage aus bc Gaara is so aromantic and awkward and too insecure in his ability to love to seek a close intimate relationship for himself. But also he wants to be known and loved and intimate with somebody and share his life completely.

And Hinata is socially awkward and anxious and sweet and caring. And maybe she's romantically attracted to gaara and maybe she isn't, but she knows he'll always take care of her and she'll always take care of him.

[animeomegas]

The Quest for a Second Life - Part 4 - Potions and Magic and Sex, Oh My! (3)

ITACHI X ALPHA!READER

Summary: This was it. The climax. Narratively and physically. You could safely say that there was potions and magic and sex, oh my. GN!Dom!Alpha!Reader x Multiple Naruto Characters

Word Count: 12.3k

Warnings: Explicit n-sfw content. All alphas have penises, fyi.

A/N: It's finally December! Happy holidays everyone! Anyway, enjoy the final part of Itachi's book! I really enjoyed writing for him and his witchy goodness. I don't know if this chapter is good because I'm so tired lol. Next chapter we'll meet the second mystery omega in the second book, no spoilers yet, but I think my dearest friend @omeganronpa will have quite a difficult choice ahead~ I do like to make my gifts slightly torturous of course ;) Enjoy <3

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Epilogue

You pulled back from Itachi and knelt at his feet, chomping at the bit to shower him in love and pleasure. You were grateful that your discarded shirt provided enough of a cushion to keep your knees from being bruised by the rock floor, although at this point, you weren’t sure there was any injury big enough to stop you.

Itachi’s feet were resting on the stone, with his calves and knees pressed together. You gently ran your hands over Itachi’s calves, up to his knees and then back down again, admiring his soft skin.

“Can you open your legs for me, pretty?” you cooed, not ceasing with your ministrations.

Itachi shivered, “I… You do it. Please.”

His desire for complete submission was certainly one of the sexiest parts of his newly discovered temperament, and one you were eager to encourage.

You placed on hand on each of his knees and then slowly drew his legs apart like you were unwrapping a gift. They parted easily, showing a great amount of flexibility in his hips, and soon he had his feet placed on the floor, one each side of the stone slab. Then, taking care to avoid any friction burns, you grabbed Itachi’s hips and dragged him closer to you, until his bare crotch was in front of your face, completely uncovered and unobscured.

The shadows created by the fire accentuated the angles of Itachi’s body, drawing your eyes in a multiple of directions at once. First to his hip bones, then to the valley of his surprisingly toned stomach, and finally, to the star of the show, his rock-hard, rosy cock that curved towards his stomach and twitched cutely as you stared at it. It was a good size, just a little smaller than average, and had a pleasant colour and presentation. All around, it was a pretty dick that suited him, and you couldn’t wait to get your mouth on it.

You glanced up and noticed that Itachi had propped himself up on his arms to watch you. When you caught his gaze, he broke eye contact bashfully. Cute.  

The pliant skin of Itachi’s thighs was so soft that you had no difficulty redirecting your focus to them. Watching the skin move around your thumbs as you massaged him was hypnotising. His thighs were also surprisingly toned. Did having to walk everywhere cause this, or was this yet another nod towards his questionable childhood? It hardly seemed like Itachi had a passion for working out.

Regardless, you laid your cheek on his left thigh and gave it an affectionate nuzzle. You also left a little kiss for good measure, one that could have probably been described as chaste had it been on Itachi’s lips instead.

You had been given a blank canvas and you were going to paint it so thoroughly that the marks would stay even if this world reset.

You started at the lower part of his left thigh, kissing, teasing, and biting your way up. Every gasp and whimper that you drew from your witch inflated your confidence and spurred you on further. A hickey here, teeth marks there, kisses everywhere you could.

But then, just as you reached the crease where his thighs ended and his hips started, just as Itachi’s cock twitched in anticipation, you withdrew, starting again from the lower parts of his thigh, this time the right one.

Itachi hissed in frustration but didn’t voice a complaint.

You repeated your ministrations on the other thigh, but once again, as you reached the place Itachi wanted you the most, you withdrew.

Itachi made a little petulant noise this time.

“You’re teasing me,” he accused, the shadow of a pout on his face.

“Hmm, am I?” you teased back, scratching your fingernails over his hips and lower stomach. You laughed as he glared at you. You made to go for his cock but diverted at the last moment to press on one of the love bites.

“Stop teasing,” he said, his pout deepening.

“Oh, so demanding.” You blew some air onto his cock and watched it jump. “You don’t look like someone in a position to be making demands, ‘tachi.”

Much to your amusement, Itachi huffed, blowing some loose hair from his face.

“Itachi,” you cooed, nuzzling his thigh. “I know what’s going to get you feeling really good. Just lay back and let me give you what you need. Your job is to take it, not demand it.”

You had fallen easily and quickly into your role as a dom, the words spilling out before you could stop them. You were worried for a moment that you crossed some lines, but Itachi’s pupils expanded, and the fight bled out of him instantly. Oh… he liked it. He liked that you were in control of his pleasure, and he had just been playing a little at being the brat, not that he was particularly good at it.

You watched as Itachi pressed a shaky hand to his mouth, a healthy blush on his cheeks that was slowly creeping down his chest. Yes, you could tell he was a good boy, not a brat, and you expected no further petulance from him now that you had set your expectations for his behaviour.

Despite all your teasing though, you had no intention of making him wait. Primarily because the saliva pooling in your mouth was becoming unsustainable as every cell in your body screamed at you to take his pretty cock in your mouth and make him see stars.

Without warning, you enveloped his dick with your mouth until your lips were sealed around the base, taking him completely in one movement. Itachi let out an aborted scream, out of shock or pleasure you weren’t sure, but you hoped it was both.

“Ah, fuck, that’s—”

That was the first swear you had heard from him, which only served to remind you that you were the first person to ever use your mouth on him like this. You were the only one who got to see him like this, and that thought made you hot, even in the middle of the Winter.

You hollowed your cheeks and slowly and deliberately moved up and down. The weight of him on your tongue was satisfying and he tasted surprisingly pleasant. You swirled your tongue around the head. Itachi seized for a moment, and when you looked up at him, you saw that his jaw was hanging open.

You couldn’t smirk at him while you had his cock in your mouth, but you hoped your eyes could convey your thoughts well enough.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.” Itachi was muttering to himself, looking like he couldn’t believe what was happening.

You paid special attention to the largest vein that ran along the underside of his cock, using your tongue to massage and caress it. Itachi’s hips jolted, lifting towards your mouth. He let out a strangled noise, like he was trying to moan and gasp at the same time. As his hips jolted, his cock hit the back of your throat. You coughed, not expecting the sudden force, and pulled back.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that. Are you okay?” Itachi looked mortified. He tried to sit up, presumably to check on you, but you finished clearing your throat and placed a hand on his stomach to keep him reclined.

“Don’t worry about it, darling,” you said, sending him a reassuring look. “It was my fault; clearly I should have been pinning your hips down.” To make your point, you grabbed his hips in your hands and held them firmly to the stone slab. “There. Now you can’t be naughty anymore.”

Itachi made an outraged noise, “I’m not—I’m not—I’m not naughty.”

“No, not anymore.” It was hard to keep your grin supressed but teasing him was simply too much fun.

“You—”

Itachi’s words cut off as you returned to the blowjob, the argument dying on his lips. He was leaking precum steadily now, but it wasn’t nearly as bitter as you had expected. Was the more pleasant taste a feature of his very healthy diet, or a feature of living in an erotica? Perhaps both. Would the same be true for you? A hypothesis for a later time.

After a few minutes, you pulled off the omega’s now glistening dick and took to lathering the sides with your tongue to give your mouth a bit of a break. You paid extra attention to the head; Itachi seemed the most sensitive there. You used your tongue to circle it in tight loops, occasionally dipping into his slit.

“Oh my god, don’t stop, please, please, please,” Itachi babbled. He sat up and laced his fingers in your hair, still rambling incoherently. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I can’t, I can’t, don’t stop!”

You weren’t normally a fan of your partner trying to guide your head when you were giving oral, but Itachi seemed to be less interested in guiding you, and more interested in using you as a way to stay upright, so you allowed it. You could already tell that, if you stayed in this world, Itachi would have you wrapped around his little finger. Good job he wasn’t a brat, because you didn’t have the heart to tame him.

As the blowjob continued, Itachi kept proving that he was incredibly sensitive. As you kissed up his cock, he whole body shivered, and when you were lucky enough to catch glimpses of his face, his eyes were clenched tight. Any semblance of vocal control had flown out the proverbial window, and Itachi’s cacophony of moans were echoing around the cave, filling your head from every direction. That, combined with the way his silhouette was pasted in shadows on the cave wall, made it feel like you were being entirely consumed by Itachi. You were surrounded by him and his pleasure, and it was the most invigorating feeling imaginable.

This hadn’t at all been what you imagined when you swore that today would be the day that you and Itachi would take things further, but there was something about it that made it perfect.

Itachi looked entirely wrecked at this point, making little ‘ah’ noises whenever you moved your tongue. You wondered briefly if Itachi’s sensitivity was his own trait or born from existing in an erotica. Would you also be more sensitive? You hoped so. Oh! Would you be able to stay hard for longer or recover faster? Now that would be handy.

You gave a particularly harsh suck and suddenly Itachi’s legs came up to wrap around your head, trapping you against his dick, much to your surprise. Itachi didn’t seem to notice, even as you coughed.

Without warning, Itachi plummeted into an orgasm, filling your mouth with his sweet cum. Considering his inexperience, you figured that even he hadn’t known what was happening fast enough to give you a warning.

“Hah, there’s— hngg, how, I can’t—” Itachi was coiled like a spring while he came, his stomach muscles clenching with every shot. Dutifully, you swallowed everything, trying your best to keep up.

After the final shot, Itachi suddenly went limp. He flopped backwards, returning to his original reclined position. His legs fell from their tightly gripped position on your head to lay limply on your shoulders. He was taking deep, shuddering breaths, but didn’t move or speak.

You used your new freedom to wipe your lips. Yep, this world was definitely making everything taste better, there’s no way a good diet would be enough to make it taste like that.

Carefully, you moved each of Itachi’s legs off your shoulders and placed them on the ground. Itachi made no attempt to stop you, physically or verbally.

Once you were free to stand, you went to his head end and perched on the edge of the stone slab. Itachi looked completely blissed out; his entire face was flushed, his eyes were still closed, and his breathing was still a little uneven. You doubted he’d ever had an orgasm like that, and the part of your brain controlled by your base instincts was ever so cocky about it.

“You okay?” you asked, ignoring the instincts and going with the softer impulse. You caressed his forehead lovingly, swiping away stray hairs. “That must have been a lot, huh?”

Itachi hummed in agreement, his eyes slowly fluttering open to look at you. He held your gaze for a few moments, his eyes still lidded, before they shot fully open in panic.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t warn you, and I manhandled you, and I’m so sorry, do you need some napkins, let me grab you some.” He sat up and tried to reach for the basket, but you caught his hands and held them to your chest.

“Hey, calm down, it’s okay. You didn’t hurt me, and I don’t need any napkins, I swallowed everything.”

There was a beat of silence before Itachi’s jaw dropped. You snorted at the scandalised look on his face. He was staring at your lips like he’d never be able to look at them the same way ever again. He looked a little faint, so you poked him on the nose to bring his attention back to the present.

“How was that?” you asked, changing the subject.

Itachi drew his legs up to his chest, “That was amazing,” he said breathlessly.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” you said sincerely. You certainly didn’t doubt that he was telling the truth after his performance. “You must be tired now though, maybe we should get home.” It was hurting your heart, (and your dick), to say that, but having just had his first real sexual experience, Itachi might not be in the mindset to reciprocate.

“A little, but—” He looked down and noticed your painfully tight trousers. “Oh! You haven’t finished yet.”

You sent him a wry grin, “Believe me, I’m aware. Sucking you off was incredibly hot and all, don’t get me wrong, but I need a bit more stimulation than that to get off.”

Itachi’s brows furrowed and it was incredibly obvious what he was thinking.

“Don’t worry about me, Itachi.” He opened his mouth to argue, but you cut him off. “We should head home before it gets dark.”

You really weren’t trying to play the martyr; that had been intense, and Itachi probably wanted a break, erotica or no. You didn’t want your first orgasm with him to be one of obligation, no matter how much your animal brain was arguing that that was better than nothing.

Itachi bit his lip, looking indecisive, but quickly his expression melted into one of determination.

“Itachi—”

“No. I want to try.” The look in his eyes was one you had seen before, mainly when he was trying to wrangle a new dinner recipe into submission, but also that one time he’d almost fought the waiter in town. It was the look of someone who wasn’t going to be easily swayed.

You hesitated, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Now swap places with me. And take off your trousers.”

You did as he asked, throbbing in anticipation. The second your trousers had been discarded, Itachi stood up on his slightly shaky legs and pushed you down onto the stone bench. He then dragged your shirt into a better position for him and knelt down in between your legs.

Your legs were already spread, so Itachi placed his hands on your crotch, head tilted like his was trying to study the outline of your dick through your underwear. The whole situation reminded you of the time he’d spilt hot chocolate on you. At least this time he was aware of what he was doing.

“Itachi, you are so stunningly hot, has anyone ever told you that?”

Itachi smiled, “Only you.”

“That’s a crime, but I’m also glad I don’t have to fight off any competition. Imagine if we lived in a town; I’d be fighting suitors away from you with a stick.”

“Shut up.” Itachi’s voice was full of embarrassed amusement. “I’m trying to focus.”

“My bad.” You mimed zipping your lips, locking them, and then throwing away the key.

Itachi sighed, shaking his head, before focusing back on you. He studied you for a moment.

“I’m taking these off.” Impatiently, he tugged at the waistband of your underwear. You lifted your lips to aid him, and soon he had them off, and the fabric fell to your ankles.

Itachi had been studying you so closely that as its cloth prison was removed, your cock sprang out and thwacked Itachi directly on the cheek, an audible skin slapping noise reverberating around the cave.

“Oh!” Itachi jumped, his hands grabbing your erection automatically. Because he was so close, he had to go a little cross eyed to keep your dick in his sight.

You giggled, pushing him a little further back, just until he was sitting back on his knees. Itachi blinked up at you through his dark eye lashes, looking confused and a little upset that you’d pushed him away. He was so cute, completely out of his element and yet so sexy.

“Slow down,” you said, squishing his cheeks in your hands. Itachi shot you a glare, but the impact was lessened by his squishy cheeks. You laughed and let him go. “First, let me remove these.” You took your ankles out of your underwear and kicked it off to the side. “Now, relax. Why don’t you use your hands first, ‘tachi. Get a feel for it.”

Itachi’s look of determination returned as you gave him some instructions, and he immediately started to explore.

He ran his hands around the shaft first, wrapping you in a fist and stroking up and down. He moved slowly, occasionally looking up at you to see your reaction. He ran his fingers over the head, even tapping on your slit when a bead of precum appeared and then examining the liquid on the tip of his finger.

You were dangerously close to blowing your load all over his face and he had barely touched you. It was just so deeply erotic the way he was using you to satisfy his curiosity and learn what he was supposed to do. The innocence was enticing, but you were also going to have fun watching experience slowly overcome it. You wanted to corrupt him.

‘James, I’m developing new kinks.’

‘Congratulations, human alpha. Is it a human custom to mark such an event with a celebration?’

‘Oh, I’ll be celebrating in a moment, James, that I can promise you.’

Itachi was holding your erection in his palm, almost like he was testing the weight of it.

“It’s hot,” he said, trailing a finger down it. His eyes jumped up when he realised what he said. “I mean, warm, the temperature is high.”

You snorted, “I hope it’s also hot as in sexy. And I’m pretty sure your dick is the same temperature.”

“That’s different,” he mumbled, returning to his task with a pink glow to his face.

His bashfulness quickly disappeared once you stopped speaking. Itachi seemed to be enthralled by your dick. He was rhythmically squeezing at your knot with one hand and weighing your balls in the other. You were tempted to tell him to slow down because you were getting close, but your pride refused to admit that out loud, so you allowed him to continue.

Itachi’s hands stilled suddenly, and he bit his lip, staring down at a bead of precum that was running down the side. You were about to ask him what was wrong when he hesitantly leant in and caught the drop with a little kitten lick.

You didn’t know if it was because this was the first time you’d had his mouth on you, because you were more sensitive in erotica pocket dimensions, or because the lick had been devastatingly cute, but you swore your soul left your body.

‘James, I’m dying, this is it.’

‘You are already dead, human, please do not panic.’

Itachi hummed consideringly as he pulled away, licking at his lips a little. Whatever he found didn’t seem offensive, because he leant back in for another few gentle licks.

Take his mouth, show him your strength, cum on his face to mark him so other alphas know he’s yours. Your instincts were screaming. How could one omega drive you so wild? He was treating your dick like it was an ice lolly. You were about to cum as quickly as a teenager, so for your own ego, you decided that you were definitely more sensitive in porn dimensions.

Itachi suddenly slipped the head into his mouth and began to suck gently.

“Oh, Itachi!” you moaned, toes curling. Itachi looked up at you in shock, almost as though he had forgotten that you were attached to the dick he was worshiping. You affectionately brushed some hair from his face, drinking in the sight of Itachi’s lips stretched around your dick. “Why don’t you try to go a little further down, baby? You’re doing so well; you feel amazing.”

With a determined glint in his eyes, Itachi took a deep breath and then forced himself down until the head of your cock hit the back of his throat. Not expecting that, you almost came at the feeling of his throat spasming and massaging you as he inevitably choked.

“Woah, woah, slow down.” You pulled Itachi’s head back as he coughed. It had felt amazing, but he was clearly lacking enough experience for that to be comfortable, and you wanted this to feel good for both of you. “Deep breaths.”

As Itachi stopped coughing, you wiped some of the drool off his lips and gave him a tap on his bottom lip with your thumb.

“Easy,” you soothed. “You went too fast. You need to work up to deep throating if that’s something you’re interested in. Give yourself some time to get used to it.”

He pouted, “You’re too big.”

“Are you complaining? Because you seem unable to keep your hands and eyes, your mouth too now, off it for very long.”

“You’re also mean.”

You chuckled. Perhaps it was a little mean to tease him about his obvious fascination with your cock, but it wasn’t like you were criticising it. If anything, you loved this newfound part of Itachi. Call you an alpha knothead or whatever, but you were proud of your cock, and knowing that Itachi loved it so much was hot and ego-boosting.

“Why don’t I guide you a bit? I can help you find your limit. Here.” You gently gathered his hair into a mock ponytail and held it in your fist. With that, you should be able to move his head without hurting him. “Open your mouth and put your tongue out.”

Itachi obeyed instantly, even though his blush gave away his embarrassment. See? He was definitely a good boy at heart.

You took your cock in your free hand and rested it carefully on his tongue. Itachi blinked up at you but sat still and took it.

“Get used to the weight of it, the size, the taste, everything. Don’t put it in your mouth yet, just use your tongue.”

Itachi wiggled his tongue a little, creating a pleasant, if a bit ticklish, sensation.

“Good boy.” Itachi moaned a little saliva dribbling down his chin. You wiped it away with your thumb, marvelling at the way Itachi’s eyes started to droop as his focus returned to your dick. You had no trouble believing that he was specifically created for an erotica novel, even with the whole murder backstory thing.

‘James, if I die here, can you make sure that everyone knows that I went out getting a blowjob from the prettiest omega in existence?’

‘It is literally impossible for you to die in pocket dimensions, human. I am worried about how many times I’ve had to explain that to you. Did you lose some of your mental facilities during your untimely death?’

‘I don’t think so, but I’m definitely losing mental facilities on Itachi’s tongue.’ As you ‘spoke’, Itachi panted hot breath onto your cock and you shivered, tightening your grip on his hair instinctually, something which caused Itachi to make a little proud and pleased noise.

‘Human, while I understand those words separately, your completed sentence is nonsensical.’

You tuned James out; you had far more important things to attend to.

“’tachi, try putting it in your mouth properly now, just around the tip.” He did as you instructed, eyes glazed. “Very good, you’re doing so well.”

Itachi tried to speak, but the words were incomprehensible. You hissed at the combination of the delicious vibration and the sting of his teeth.

“Pull off if you’re going to speak, okay?” you instructed. He nodded, so you tried to pull him off so that he could say whatever he’d been trying to say, but he made a noise of discontent and pushed back against you so your dick would stay in his mouth.

Was it weird to say that his inexperience was only making this whole thing better? There was something inside you that was endlessly pleased by having this omega, who had never even touched an alpha’s dick before, worshipping yours like it was his reason for living. The idea that he was so dedicated that he couldn’t bare to take things slow was the cherry on top of an already perfectly horny scenario.

As you were lost in thought, Itachi idly suckled, more relaxed now that you had stopped trying to remove him.

“Okay, good boy, you can go a little further. Try and focus your tongue on the head and the biggest vein at the base.” His tongue wiggled around for a moment and when he found the vein, he looked up at you for praise. It was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep your voice steady. “That’s the one, very good. For many people, those are the most sensitive places.”

Not that you ever wanted his mouth on anyone else’s dick of course. The thought made you a bit nauseous in all honesty. You wanted to be his first and last. But if you didn’t pick him… someone else eventually would, for good this time. You felt angry just entertaining the possibility. Your upcoming choice was going to be painful if the second omega was as easy to love as Itachi. Part of you was tempted to just tell James that you’d already made your mind up, but you knew you’d forever wonder about the other book if you didn’t experience it.

Seeing that Itachi was comfortable, you guided him a couple more centimetres down, watching him closely, although the wet heat on your cock was admittedly making it hard to focus.

Too quickly, he tried to push down further, but you held his hair tight to keep him where he was.

“Take your time, Itachi, how many times do I have to say that? My dick isn’t going anywhere.”

He growled at you, but you only moaned in response as the vibrations ran straight to your lower stomach, knotting it in the best way. Itachi seemed shocked and intrigued by your reaction.

“Vibrations feel good, Itachi,” you explained, trying to mush out words when your brain was slowly turning to mush. “That’s why—” Itachi started to purr. He started to purr around your dick.

Damn, you really were going to die here. Shocked and pleasured, you let out a little cry and dropped the hold you had on Itachi’s hair. Making the most of his newfound freedom, Itachi pushed himself further down, until only an inch of your dick wasn’t in his mouth. He couldn’t seem to get any further, but he didn’t let that discourage him. He moved his head up and down with reckless abandon, purring and humming all the while.

Eventually, through your pleasured haze, you noticed that Itachi was firmly pressing the pressure point on his palm that the nosy old man in town had suggested. At least you now knew that strategy worked.

Itachi sucked and licked and kissed, moaning loudly, eyes heavily lidded, drool leaking out of the edges of his lips. The noise was obscene, bouncing off the walls of the cave and filling your head from every direction. The extra sensitivity was hurtling you rapidly towards your orgasm. You stomach felt like it was filled with molten lava. You needed to warn Itachi.

“Itachi.”

He didn’t respond. It was like his mind had emptied of all thoughts so that he could focus on your cock. It would have been much hotter if you didn’t need him to listen to you right now.

“Itachi? Come on.” You took the initiative to pull him off your cock. There was a wet pop noise as the seal he was creating with his mouth broke. Itach whined, tugging back towards your cock.

“Baby?” Itachi looked up at you, dazed. “I’m going to cum soon.”

Itachi blinked at you, swallowing a few times before he got the words out. “In my mouth?” he asked, staring up at you.

You hummed, stroking his face a little, “No, not yet. I’m going to use one of the napkins, but are you okay getting me to the edge with your tongue?”

Itachi nodded and went to return to your cock immediately. You stopped him with a hand.

“Let me grab a napkin first.” Itachi shook his head. “No? Why?”

“I want you to cum on my face,” he mumbled, nuzzling at your cock. “Please?”

Fuck. You swallowed heavily at his words and attempted, and subsequently failed, to keep your voice steady as you replied.

“If you want me to, darling.”

Itachi clearly did, because he immediately started to kiss and run his tongue all over you. While he worshipped you, you thought about how hot everything was, and how obsessed Itachi was with your cock. It took an embarrassingly short time to knock you over the edge.

“I’m cumming!”

Itachi stopped licking and sat back, closing his eyes. Quickly, you grabbed your dick and aimed it at his face. The first cum shot felt like you were firing a gun. All that tension, all that build up, the prettiest target in front of you, it wasn’t shocking that it was one of the best orgasms of your life.

The first shot hit Itachi in the cheek. He squeaked and jumped slightly, but his eyes remained closed and waiting. Perhaps you were just too horny for coherent thought, but you thought the sticky, white cum suited him.

Your stomach clenched and the second shot ripped through you, hitting Itachi just above the eye. Some clung to his long eyelashes, creating a striking contrast between the deep black and pearly white.

The third and largest shot hit Itachi in the forehead, some of it getting caught in his hair. You had expected that to be the end, and so the fourth one took you by surprise. You almost doubled over with the intensity of it.

It was then quickly followed by a fifth and sixth shot. Baffled and addled by your ongoing orgasm, it took you a few moments to realise that the porn logic must have been affecting the amount of cum you had, because this was not normal.

It continued until your stomach ached from the prolonged muscle usage, and Itachi’s face was covered in your cum. Despite your sudden exhaustion, your instincts were roaring in delight. You had claimed your omega. You had drenched him so thoroughly in your scent, in your seed, that no other alpha would dare make a claim on him. No one could threaten your bond, not when he was like this. You gazed proudly down at Itachi.

Slowly, the euphoric and instinctual haze receded, and you realised that you were leaving Itachi kneeling at your feet, covered in your cum, without even trying to help clean him up.

“Oh! Hang on! I’ll grab some napkins!” You scrambled for the basket and rifled through it until you had a couple of the napkins. Itachi didn’t move, he just knelt there at your feet. Was he okay?

You held the back of his neck to keep him steady, and delicately wiped him up, starting with his eyes, then his lips, and finishing up with the rest of his face. There wasn’t much you could do about his hair until you were home.

“Are you okay, Itachi?” His eyes flickered open, but he seemed to be having trouble focusing on your face. His scent was calm, and yet still geared towards keeping you attracted to him, and he didn’t speak, even when you prompted him to do so. You recognised the behaviour straight away; he was in subspace. You had been thinking about the way he sometimes got spacy after intense make outs, but you’d written it off because surely there was no way he was that easy to put into subspace. But here you were, looking at the evidence that proved you were wrong.

You gently stroked his neck, adjusting your intentions to be more of what he needed if he was in subspace. You were honoured that he felt safe enough with you, and you weren’t going to ruin that by upsetting him.

“You did so well, Itachi, I’m so proud of you,” you said quietly. Itachi smiled tiredly but didn’t speak. You supported him to his feet, standing yourself too. His shaky legs caused him to lean on you heavily, but eventually, with your encouragement, he found his balance. “Stay there, ‘tachi.”

You peeled the cloak off the stone slab, cringing at the wet spot. The dampness wasn’t ideal, but Itachi wouldn’t be able to get home without its warmth, so you didn’t have a choice but to wrap him up in it. Itachi sighed happily at the warmth, burying his face into the collar, and let you guide him to sit back down, light purrs escaping him.

Once he was okay, you put on your own clothes, also revelling in the artificial warmth. The fire was on its way out by this point, and you had to leave as soon as you could to get home before dark. It was unfortunate that you couldn’t let Itachi come down from his high here in the cave, but being caught in the cold and dark would at least be unfortunate and more likely disastrous.

“Are you ready, darling?” You slipped your hand into his, hoping he’d be okay to walk. Itachi nodded, allowing you to lead him out of the cave. Unfortunately, you really needed him to lead the way back, as you had only the vaguest idea of how to get back to his cottage. “Which way d—”

Itachi stumbled over a branch, and it was only your conjoined hands that stopped him from face planting on the ground. Itachi looked up at you, a confused chirp escaping him, like he was asking you how you’d let him fall when you were supposed to be keeping him safe. It tugged on your heartstrings so much that you immediately pulled him into an embrace and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

“I’m cold,” he muttered, pushing his face into your shoulder. While the cloak was charmed, without any clothes underneath, it was also probably pretty breezy.

You cooed, “I bet. Why don’t I carry you home?” You couldn’t bear to have him uncomfortable for even a second, not when you could prevent it. “That would be warmer for you, but you have to show me the way home, okay?”

Itachi nodded, looking relieved, and held out his arms. You scooped him up into a princess carry, and he looped his arms around your neck before settling his head on your shoulder.

“Let’s go home.”

…

You had arrived home just in time to avoid having to stumble through the woods in the dark, and the subsequent evening had passed by in a whirlwind of cleaning, cooking, eating and cuddling. Itachi had mostly recovered by the time you had arrived, even walking the last hour himself, but he remained mostly silent unless addressed directly, and you had to take extra care to help him navigate away from a subdrop.

In contrast, the following morning seemed to crawl by like a snail. It was the day you were supposed to be brewing the potion, but Itachi had insisted on cooking a massive breakfast that had taken him an hour to cook and just as long to eat. He maintained that he just felt like making an elaborate breakfast, but considering the significance of the day, you didn’t know if you believed him. You had a feeling that he was either stress cooking, attempting to show you how good of a mate he could be, or just trying to delay the inevitable.

At least you had managed to entertain yourself by admiring and pressing on his copious amounts of hickeys.

“Mm, if you keep doing that, the food is going to burn.” Despite his words, he arched into your touch as you pressed on a particularly large hickey on his neck.

You eyed the pots and pans on the hob, all of which were stirring themselves. “They’ll be fine. It’s you I’m worried about; what if you get lonely because I’m not kissing you?”

Itachi laughed, “You’re ridiculous.”

At least the long breakfast and clean up had allowed you plenty of time to tighten up the details of your backstory, ready for your memories to ‘return’. You were grateful for that last opportunity to plan, because now, having gathered all the necessary ingredients, the time had arrived to make the Amnesia Reversal Potion.

You and Itachi were sitting cross legged in the corner of bedroom that he used for experiments, meticulously cutting, grinding, and adding ingredients into his black cauldron. It was equal parts cool and overwhelming to watch potion brewing in action. If you ended up in this world, you were for sure going to learn to make as many as you could. Maybe you could convince Itachi to move slightly closer to a nearby town so that you could access supplies a little easier?

“This potion is extraordinarily simple,” Itachi remarked, dropping in the crushed Amplexus seeds. “No wait times, no stirring instructions, no temperature requirements. I’ve never seen one like it.”

“Weird.”

“Indeed. All I have to do is add the ingredients into the cauldron in the order that they’re listed in the ingredients list.”

“Isn’t it a good thing that it’s simple?”

Itachi grabbed a sprig of thyme and dropped it in, “Of course, it’s just strange.”

You watched the wooden tray empty as each ingredient was added to the potion in turn. The potion turned from brown, to pink, and then to purple at various intervals, bubbling, smoking, and spitting all at once. It seemed a little dramatic, but Itachi didn’t react as though anything was weird.

Eventually, there was only one ingredient left: Cinnamon. How weirdly mundane to be the climax of this potion making adventure.

Itachi added it and then began to stir, wrestling with the hydrophobic powder that seemed resistant to joining the potion. As he stirred, the potion gradually turned into a bright lime green. That was it then, right? That must be the potion!

But Itachi didn’t stop stirring, brows furrowed. He stared down at the cauldron like he was waiting for something more. He even picked up the recipe again to double check it.

“Is something the matter?” you asked, after the silence had stretched to uncomfortable levels.

“Look at the recipe, here.” He handed you to recipe, but you weren’t sure what you were supposed to be looking at. You send him a helpless gaze and he tapped on the sketch of the potion on the right side. “This is a sketch of the potion and it’s a shimmering gold. Our potion is green.”

You bit your lip, “Maybe it’s just artistic interpretation?”

“No, a shade or two different, fine, but a completely different colour? Our potion isn’t correct, but I’m not sure what I did wrong. I don’t even know how I could have gone wrong; it just says to add everything in order!” He plucked the recipe from your grip again and held it closer to his face, as though that would somehow solve the mystery.

It was then, as he held up the piece of paper, that you noticed something written on the back. Did the recipe continue on the other side? You had looked at this over a hundred times over the past fortnight, how could you have missed that there was something written on the back?

“Um, Itachi? Try flipping the page over.”

He hummed, confused, but did as you asked.

“Oh! You’re right! There’s one more ingredient, we must have missed it. It’s written much smaller than the other ingredients.” You silently passed him his glasses, which had been abandoned earlier once the steam from the potion had fogged them up, and he gratefully put them on.

 “Whatever it is, I’m sure we can find it somew—”

The sentence died as Itachi finally read the words on the back of the page.

You watched him, anxiously. “Itachi? Is something wrong?”

Itachi’s eyes flickered back and forth between your face and the recipe. Slowly, his face grew pink and heavily flushed. He didn’t speak.

“Itachi? What does it say? Is it something bad?”

Itachi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Giving up, he thrust the paper out to you before bashfully burying his face in his palms.

Intrigued and vaguely concerned, you read the back of the recipe.

‘100ml of the fluid of a squirting omega.’

You coughed in surprise, dropping the recipe which floated slowly to the floor. Well, that answered your earlier question; you didn’t see it earlier because it would have screwed up the pacing of the plot if you had.

The erotica pocket dimension clearly wasn’t satisfied with the sappy mutual blowjobs in the cave yesterday. It wanted you to fuck Itachi properly, and it wanted you to do it hard.

“Oh. That’s quite the final ingredient.”

Itachi hummed in agreement.

Bizarre as it was, the longer you thought about it, the hotter it became. You had to overstimulate Itachi until he squirted, then use that to make a potion? Hilarious, and deeply erotic.

‘James, who is responsible for designing pocket dimensions, and can I shake their hand?’

‘That is confidential, and they do not have hands.’

‘Well, whoever they are, they need a raise.’

‘Why do they require increased elevation?’

‘Because these are mad times we’re living in James, mad times.’

‘You are not making any sense, human. Perhaps you should turn your attention to the omega in front of you. His body is displaying signs of heightened arousal, and I believe he would like you to solve that for him.’

One glance at Itachi and his newly tented shorts proved that James was correct, so you dropped the connection. Itachi, with his hands still covering his face, didn’t seem to have noticed his own raging boner quite yet.

“Well, at least we don’t have to leave the house to get the final ingredient,” you said, mouth moving faster than your filter. 

Itachi gave an embarrassed squeak, peeking at you in between his fingers. When he spoke, the words were hesitant and muffled. “That’s… um, I mean… I don’t think I can.”

“You can,” you said confidently. You figured that it wouldn’t make any sense to set this up as the erotic climax of the story if Itachi wasn’t capable of squirting. “I’ll make you squirt, trust me.”

Your brazen confidence seemed to have an effect on Itachi, who was looking progressively more flustered as he processed your words. His pupils were wide, cheeks pink, and there was a little wet spot at the tip of the tent in his shorts.

Oh yes, there was something about this situation that was getting to him, just like it was getting to you. You already knew he was submissive, of course, but perhaps your confidence in talking about his body was doing something more to him, or maybe the idea of mixing sex with magic was what was making him so hot.  

Either way, you leaned right into his space, smirking. Itachi’s released a delicious scent, something submissive, something horny, something to entice you to fuck him.  Who were you to deny him?

“Now, do you have anything we can use to collect liquid?”

…

You remembered, on your very first day in this world, how you studied Itachi’s living room to prove to yourself that this hole fever dream was real and find clues about the kind of life you might have here. The room looked a little different now. Itachi had levitated all the furniture against the wall and laid down a tarpaulin in the newly cleared space, creating the illusion of both more clutter and more space that the living room normally had. A large, red bucket stood innocently, front and centre by the fireplace, ready for a not so innocent purpose.

The room was bathed in an orange glow thanks to Itachi’s permanent fire magic crackling away in the fireplace. All these fires were going to give you a complex. It wouldn’t surprise you if you ended up being conditioned to pop a boner whenever you saw an open fireplace. But if you didn’t end up in this world, you were glad to know that fire would remind you of Itachi and your time here with him.

From the ceiling hung a metal bar, about 50cm in length, hanging horizontally from two sturdy pieces of wire.

“For drying flowers,” Itachi had said when you’d questioned why he had a bar in his ceiling capable of holding the weight of an adult person. His explanation didn’t really make any sense, but you had accepted it as porn logic and moved on.

Now though, there were no dried flowers in sight. Instead, from the bar, hung something much more precious. Itachi’s wrists were bound together above his head, secured to the metal bar with an old scarf you had found and swiftly repurposed. He was completely naked again, and although that always made for an enticing view, this particular moment was perhaps your favourite so far. Because your beautiful witch looked utterly wrecked.

You circled him, footsteps crinkling on the tarpaulin, and committed every inch of him to memory. He was shining, hot and sweaty from your games, with the hair that was not scraped back into his ponytail sticking to his face. His chest heaved in an attempt to beat his exertion with enough oxygen, and his hands, tied up though they were, periodically clenched themselves into fists.

Lovingly, you loosened his ponytail and then retied his hair back to include all the strands that had wiggled loose. Itachi didn’t comment on it, even as you pulled his hair away from his sweat-soaked skin. He only panted, head lolling against his extended right arm.

If you had known that overstimulating him had made him look so pretty, you wouldn’t have held out for so long.

“How many is that now, Itachi?”

“Three,” he panted, lifting his head up to look at you. “I’ve cum three times.”

“That’s right.” It had been a handjob, a blowjob, and a rimjob respectively. “Glad to see you’re still with me, for now at least.”

Itachi bit his lip; he was still embarrassed over how easily you’d put him into subspace yesterday. You used your thumb to remove his lip from his teeth and then held it there.

“You drive me crazy,” you breathed, watching his eyes dilate. “I want to take you apart just so I can build you up again. I want to see every face you make and claim every inch of your body. I want to get every artist in the world to paint you, just to find the one that can manage to even get close to your real-life beauty. I want to be the first person to touch you on the inside.”

To emphasise your point, you snaked an arm around his waist and slipped your hand down until you could slide your fingers over his hole. He was soaking wet, and after only a few seconds, you withdrew and held your dripping fingers up to the light.

“You’re so messy, Itachi,” you teased, rubbing your slick fingers together. “It’s like your hole is trying to tell me something.”

“You’re so embarrassing,” he muttered, cheeks going pink. You laughed and pulled him closer, until you were pressed right against him.

“Don’t worry, baby.” You returned your hand to his hole, but this time started applying a small amount of pressure. “Even if your mouth is too shy to admit it, I’ll give your hole what it needs.”

Your forefinger slipped in just as you finished speaking, only up to the first knuckle for now. With how wet and swollen he was, it was surprisingly easy, even for a virgin. Itachi stiffened, pulling at his restraint a little.

“You okay?”

“Fine, it just feels a little weird,” he said, squirming. “It feels bigger than I thought it would, for a finger.”

“It’s normal for it to feel a little strange at first, but I promise I can make you feel good. You’ll be squirting all over the place in no time.”

Itachi made a little embarrassed noise and dropped his head on your shoulder to hide his face. You gave him a little nuzzle, which he quickly returned. You purred so that he could feel the vibrations; you hoped that would help him relax.

“Deep breath.” You pushed the finger in to the second knuckle and then held it there. You wiggled it to help him get used to the foreign sensation. Itachi kept his head on your shoulder, where he occasionally pressed little kisses to your skin, as you worked on fingering him open.

You fucked the single finger in and out, meeting little resistance. The obscene squelching noises forced a shy whine out of Itachi, who you imagined would be fidgeting a lot more had you not secured him to the ceiling.

“You’re a natural, darling, I’m going to go up to two fingers. It might feel uncomfortable, but it shouldn’t hurt. If it hurts, tell me immediately, okay?”

Itachi hummed in agreement but as the seconds ticked on, he seemed more and more focused on fucking himself back against your finger. He was so funny; He always got so embarrassed before and after orgasms, but the build up made him so shameless. As soon as he felt good, all those shy impulses disappeared and you were left with a completely different Itachi.

The second finger went in like a hot knife through butter. Itachi moaned, and with the hand that wasn’t fingering him, you rubbed his back in encouragement. You had originally chosen to finger him like this to give him some comfort as he entered unfamiliar territory, but you couldn’t deny that there weren’t also benefits for you, including the way you were positioned so perfectly to get his strongest, most unfiltered scent. You took a deep breath, letting Itachi’s floral scent of pleasure curl inside your lungs.

“How… How do I squirt?” Itachi asked quietly, face nuzzled into your neck. “I don’t know if I can… how does it even work?”

“I just need to find your prostate and then I can make it happen, don’t worry.” You picked up the pace, fingering him in and out, now with two fingers. He was accepting you so easily, drenching your hand in his liquid arousal.

“A prostate? What’s that?”

Your fingers paused their movements as you froze, shocked. Itachi didn’t know what the prostate was? That couldn’t be right, could it? Maybe he’d misspoken? Or you’d misunderstood? You opened your mouth to ask him to clarify, and maybe also ask if he’d ever had proper sex education as a child, but then you realised that it might ruin the mood to bring up his dysfunctional childhood or imply that he was wrong for not knowing something and inadvertently make him feel bad.

You couldn’t not ask someone though.

‘James? Do you know about this? Did Itachi ever have a proper sex education?’

‘Hmm, let me see.’ You got the distinct impression that she was flipping through pages, although you could neither hear nor see them. ‘Ah, yes. Itachi’s father presented him a book on the topic on his seventh birthday before instructing him not to have any questions.’

You rolled your eyes, of course. No wonder the poor man was confused.

“The prostate is a gland in your body that secretes the fluid part of ejaculate,” you explained, slowly starting up the fingering again before Itachi worried that he’d done something wrong. It was his terrible excuse for parents that had done something wrong after all, not him. If you stayed here, you were going to have to step in and give Sasuke the talk, because neither his parents nor older brother seemed qualified. Perhaps that was one mark against staying here… From Itachi’s sketches, you got the distinct impression that Sasuke wouldn’t neither take it well nor make it easy for you. “But it also feels very, very good. Here, let me find yours and I can show you.”

Seeing as Itachi was taking your fingers so well, you saw no issue in moving on to your next target. You crooked your fingers in search of the gland. It shouldn’t be too hard to find; it must be incredibly swollen after all the previous orgasms. Somewhere around here…

“Does it feel different to—”

Found it.

Itachi gasped hoarsely as you found it and began immediately pressing and rubbing at it. His back arched and his hips jolted as he tugged against the bar. His knees went weak for a moment and his weight dropped back to leaning against you as he gasped for air.  

“That’s—That’s—” He couldn’t finish the sentence as you continued to abuse his insides. “Oh my god, oh my god, how, how, it’s so much!”

He shook against you, biting into your shoulder. His moans got louder and more desperate until he was almost screaming. You kept it up until he was leaking all down your hand, some clear drops splashing against the tarpaulin. You pulled the hand from him in a flourish and caught him as he sagged.

There. The next one would be the squirt for sure, you thought, eyeing the liquid rolling down Itachi’s legs.

Itachi was completely limp in your grip. You readjusted your hold on him to make sure that his shoulder joints weren’t too strained, and then focused on bringing him down from that high as tenderly as you could. You stroked his back, whispered sweet nothings, and held him against you as firmly as you could. Four orgasms were a lot for one evening… although with your straining underwear, you reckoned you’d rather have four than none.

Eventually, when he gathered some of his wits about him, Itachi lifted his head from your shoulder and looked you in the eye.

“What the fuck?” was the only thing that came out of his mouth. You almost snorted in surprise at his swearing. “How did that happen? That’s never happened before.”

“I told you that the prostate would feel good,” you said, pecking him on the forehead. “Now, stand up properly so I can fetch the bucket over. I can give you a sex ed talk later, because right now we have a potion ingredient to harvest.”

“Harvest?” Itachi repeated, pulling a face.

You grinned sheepishly, “Yeah, I’ll admit that sounded sexier in my head.”

Itachi giggled a little, but stood up properly, allowing you to let him go and fetch the bucket, which you placed underneath him.

“Now,” you said, wiping your hands on a nearby towel, “do you want to squirt on my fingers or on my cock?”

Itachi’s laughter died off as embarrassment overtook it. You shook your head fondly at his predictable return to bashfulness now that he’d orgasmed.

“I… don’t know.”

“Come on, Itachi, how can I know what to do if you don’t tell me what you need.” You tapped him lovingly on the cheek. You had expected him to become more relaxed at the affectionate gesture, even with the teasing, but instead his face glowed an even brighter red and he struggled to maintain eye contact with you.

What?

‘Human, those are the fingers that were just inside him, meaning he can likely smell his own slick and is embarrassed.’

‘Oh yeah! Haha, forgot about that, thanks James.’

‘You’re welcome, human.’

You withdrew that hand, and while you briefly debated sucking on those fingers to see how he’d react, you discarded that though pretty quickly; you didn’t want to give the poor omega a heart attack.

“You’re not answering my question, ‘tachi. Come on,” you goaded, “tell me how you want me to make you squirt.”

Itachi huffed, still blushing, “You’re doing this on purpose.”

“Fingers or cock, it’s a simple choice, my darling.”

“I want… can I… your cock, please?” he eventually whispered, looking at you through his dark lashes.

You decided to try your luck in teasing him a bit more. “Oh? And where do you want my cock?”

He squirmed, “You know where.”

“Do I?”

He huffed again, sending you a glare for all the teasing.

“Okay, okay,” you conceded, pecking him on the lips. “I’ll put my cock in your greedy hole, but you need to practice your begging for next time, okay?”

He pouted, “You’re mean.”

“Maybe, but I think you’re into it.” You ran a finger up his hard cock. Four orgasms in and he was still going strong, that had to be porn logic at play. Itachi didn’t respond to your hypothesis, which you took to mean that you were right.

Regardless, now was the moment that you’d been waiting so patiently for: you were going to fuck Itachi. Properly. You quickly shed your underwear and allowed your cock to spring up, rock hard and ready for action.

All that build up, from the very first time you met him and his beautiful nipples you’d been imagining what it’d be like. And now, as he looked at you, wide eyed and waiting, you knew that it would be perfect, for both of you, there was no other option. You just had to choose the right position.

You debated briefly going behind him and slipping inside from there. It would make the most practical sense considering the way he was tied up, but something about it didn’t feel right. Itachi deserved something a little more romantic for his first time and you wanted to be able to see his reactions.

Yes, from the front felt right, but with the way he was tied, you’d have to do something a little unconventional.

Standing in front of him, you tenderly stroked his hips, one hand on each side.

“Is everything oka— Ah!”

Itachi yelped as you suddenly hooked your hands under his knees and lifted him off the ground, taking half of his weight in your arms and leaving the other half for the metal bar to hold. As carefully as you could, you shifted your hands from the back of his knees to his butt and dragged him closer until his legs were splayed around your hips.

There. This was the perfect position. You could see his reaction, you had a good angle to fuck him, and most importantly, his nipples were perfect height to kiss, which had recently become a favourite hobby of yours.

“Are you ready?” you asked, rubbing your cock against him to cover it in his slick. He was open and ready for you, you’d made sure of that, but extra lubrication never hurt.

Itachi took a fortifying breath, “I’m ready.”

“Relax.” You grinned at him before delicately slipping the head of your dick into him. Itachi gasped, his muscles clenching immediately and clamping down on you like a vice. You hissed at the warmth and tightness but remained as still as possible to give him time to adjust.

A drop of Itachi’s slick dribbled down your cock and severely tested your resolve to remain still, but you persevered.

“Does it feel alright?” you asked in a strained voice.

“It’s much bigger than your fingers.” He leant forward and looked down at the place where you were both now joined. He gulped at how much there was still left to fit inside him. “Are you sure it’s going to fit?”

“Are you in pain right now?” He shook his head. “Then it should fit just fine.”

“I trust you, it’s just… it’s so big.”

“As you’ve said, many, many times,” you teased. “What is it with you and my dick?”

“I’m ready for you to go in a bit more,” he said, pointedly ignoring your question. He could ignore it all he wanted, but you knew he was obsessed with it, and that would fuel your ego and wet dreams for the rest of your life.

You decided you were too horny to press the issue though, because this omega was telling you he wanted you inside him, and you weren’t going say no.

Balancing his weight on one hand, you used the other to rub at his sensitive dick as a distraction. Once Itachi’s eyes fell closed at the sensation, you pushed in another few inches until you were about half way inside.

His gooey walls felt like heaven, and you were stopping both for his benefit, and your own, because cumming before you’d made him squirt would be unfortunate.

“You’re beautiful, so stunning, so perfect, the best omega,” you muttered, trying to distract yourself. You leant down and licked at his right nipple as the urge to taste him again surged.

Bending down to reach said nipple had the inadvertent effect of angling your cock directly into Itachi’s prostate. He jolted, mouth dropping open.

“There, hit there again.” His voice was as urgent as the throbbing dick in between his legs. “There, right there, please!”

You did as he asked, angling your hips again. Itachi shuddered, his arousal pushing out his earlier embarrassment, just as it had on the build up to his other orgasms.

“Put the rest in, I want it in!”

“Are you sure? We should move slowly to make sure—”

“No!” Even Itachi looked shocked at how loudly he had protested the idea of fucking him slowly. “I mean, I can take it, I promise, just put it in.”

You raised an eyebrow, but when Itachi refused to waiver, you decided just to go for it. Internal tears were not sexy, so porn logic would probably protect him.

You pulled on his hips and pushed forward with yours, sliding effortlessly into the wet heat that was more than ready to welcome you.

“It’s so big! It’s stretching me out!” Itachi babbled, head falling back. “Oh my god, I can feel it, it’s inside me.”

You almost laughed; you had never met an omega that was so easy to make cock drunk. You had even heard him talking about your dick in his sleep last night. He was so perfect.

“You love my cock, don’t you baby?” Itachi nodded furiously, drooling a little. Finally, your hips hit flush against his cheeks. “There you go, baby, is that what you wanted?”

Itachi whined, still nodding. “I need it, don’t take it away.”

“I won’t, darling,” you said, cock throbbing at his words. You glanced down and what you saw almost forced your cum from you immediately. He had a tummy bulge. You could see the outline of your cock in his tummy. You felt your instincts clawing at your mind in delight, a slight tinge of something distinctly feral lining your scent. “Open your eyes, omega, I want to show you something.”

Itachi did as he was told, his heavily lidded eyes meeting yours. Several strands of hair had somehow escaped from his ponytail again and were stuck with sweat to his face. He had never looked prettier.

“Look at your tummy, darling.” Itachi’s brows furrowed, but he did as asked. He stared for a moment as though he wasn’t sure what he was looking at. To help him, you pulled out completely, only to immediately plunge back in. Itachi’s stomach flattened out and then bulged as you moved.

Itachi’s eyes snapped fully open. He jumped to look up at your face, wide eyed and shocked into silence.

“That’s my cock inside you, I’m carving out a place, so that no other cock will ever be able to satisfy you like mine. Your hole is going to ache for me now, it’s going to miss me when I’m gone, I’m making sure of it.”

Itachi was staring at the bulge like he didn’t know how to process what was happening.

“It’s a good job we live in the middle of nowhere, because I’m going to need to feed your slutty hole my cock all the time to keep it satisfied.”

All at once, Itachi’s eyes bled red like that day in town, he seized up, and his cock shot cum all over his tummy bulge. You watched, obsessed, as Itachi started to cum from your dirty talk. The bliss that overtook him was so powerful that you were worried he would tug the metal bar out of the ceiling as he spasmed and moaned. You almost forgot that you were here to make him squirt.

Almost.

Recognising that this needed to end soon because Itachi had to squirt and you couldn’t hold in your own orgasm for much longer, you grabbed his hips and set a brutal pace, fucking in and out of him with abandon.

Itachi’s moans became moaned screams as you pounded him through his orgasm, elongating it and then quickly sending him hurtling towards another one.

The position you were in was aiding your pace, as you were able to move Itachi up and down by his hips, dragging his entire weight down onto your cock, using him almost like a fleshlight.

You had never felt more single minded. You were chasing your orgasm with reckless abandon, and the only rational brain cells you had left online were fully focused on making sure you didn’t accidentally give Itachi a mating mark.

Itachi’s moan was now one long syllable, broken only by voice cracks that plagued him on every other thrust. Itachi’s walls were massaging you perfectly, flexing and fluttering in an almost wave-like motion that Itachi was definitely not capable of performing consciously; it must have been an inherent erotica trait.  

You had to fuck him, you had to make him squirt, you had to cum inside him.

“Alpha, alpha, alpha,” Itachi babbled, tears slowly running down his face.

“’m going to cum, omega, I’m going to cum inside you, I’m so close.”

“Don’t stop,” he sobbed, pulling fruitlessly at his restraints. “Alpha, don’t stop, I think I’m going to cum. It’s so hot!”

Your knot was starting to swell, and much to your displeasure, you knew you couldn’t knot him if you wanted to properly collect his slick. You had just enough restraint left to jerk away as your knot started to catch on his tie.

Itachi thrashed as you held him over the bucket. He pulled at the scarf and kicked out with his legs. His eyes flashed red under his eyelids. Clear liquid shot out of him with force, and the sound of his ejaculate splattering in the bucket filled the room.

There was no way you’d have been able to hold back your own orgasm at such a sight, and so you followed suit, cumming a load all over Itachi’s newly softening dick, until it was completely covered, and some was dripping steadily to join his slick in the bucket.

You both fell silent in the aftermath, panting heavily. The crackle of the fire suddenly sounded louder than you had realised, and your limbs felt like they were made of lead.

You had never felt anything so intense.

‘James?’ Even your mental voice sounded tired.

‘Yes, human alpha?’

‘Picking erotica was the best choice ever.’

‘I’m glad you are satisfied.’

A laugh bubbled its way up. Satisfied indeed.

…

“It’s done,” Itachi said, stirring the newly shining gold potion. “It took a day longer than expected, but the potion is perfect.”

You peered into the cauldron, “Do I have to drink some of it?”

“No, several of the ingredients are very toxic, so please don’t drink it. I will use the potion to paint some runes on your face, which should trigger the process of retrieving your memories.” He grabbed a little paintbrush and nervously ran his fingers over the bristles. You had done your very best to convince Itachi that you weren’t going to abandon him as soon as you got your memories back, at least, not in the way he was thinking, but it was obvious that he was still deeply apprehensive.

You sat down in front of Itachi and closed your eyes, letting him paint the runes. You were weirdly nervous even though you knew the potion wasn’t going to have any effect at all. Mentally, you ran through the backstory you had crafted. MLHH, you repeated, Money, Love, Health, Happiness.

You startled as the first brush strokes hit your skin. “It tickles.”

“Sorry,” Itachi said, not sounding very sorry. His voice was tense, but you didn’t hold it against him.

It was a strange feeling, after spending over two weeks with him, knowing that you were leaving him behind, at least for the moment. It was a cocktail of emotions. You were sad to leave Itachi, excited to see the next pocket dimension, guilty about being excited… It was a lot.

You comforted yourself by reminding yourself that you could return if you wanted to. No one would force you to leave Itachi for good, that was entirely your decision. You didn’t have to leave him if you didn’t want to.

“It’s done.” You opened your eyes and saw Itachi watching you nervously. Was he waiting for something to happen? Was something supposed to happen?

‘James, is something supposed to happen with this potion? To show that it worked?’

‘Of course.’

‘What?! What’s supposed to happen? Am I supposed to glow, scream, black out? Do I need to act? What do I do?!’

‘You’re supposed to regain your memories, human alpha, have you been paying attention?’

‘…’

You took that to mean that nothing spectacular was supposed to happen, and you just pretended to suddenly gain clarity with a gasp.

“I remember everything,” you said, acting like you were processing the returned memories. “It worked!”

“What do you remember?” Itachi was nervous, clutching the paint brush tightly to his chest.

“I was hiking in those woods, but I tripped and hit my head, that’s why you found me unconscious. I had intended to leave before nightfall, but I was knocked out and got caught in the snow. I was trying to kill time on my own, as my family are away on a business trip, they’re merchants you see, and my best friend is currently travelling for a wedding.”

“You’re from a merchant family? They must want you home soon.” Itachi sounded dejected, but like he was trying to be happy for you. His fake enthusiasm hurt your soul. Thankfully, you had come up with an explanation that would allow you to stay.

“Not really, you see, I never wanted to follow in their footsteps, I always wanted to carve my own path. My family love me, they just want me to be happy, and I know I’m happy here, with you. They’ll support me no matter what. They own a big house that we can stay in any time, but here is where my heart is.”

“And you’re single?” Itachi asked, desperate hope in his voice.

“Completely and utterly single. Although… I would be honoured if you would help me change that.”

Itachi’s face split into a big grin and he threw himself into your arms.

“You want to stay?”

“For as long as you’ll have me.”

“Forever,” he said firmly. He beamed at you with watery eyes and leant in for a kiss.

“Forever,” you repeated, but just as his lips were about to meet yours, your vision went blurry, and faded to black.

When our eyes refocused a half second later, you found yourself back in the library, staring at James, the ghost of a kiss on your lips. You were disorientated and already missing Itachi.

“Here, human.” James touched your head and your thoughts and emotions cleared. “Until you have the time to compartmentalise, it is more convenient if I supress conflicting emotions. It would be unfortunate if you could not give the next pocket dimension your full attention.”

“Yeah, it would be,” you agreed, already feeling lighter. As much as you loved your time there with Itachi, you were looking forward to the next book too. If anything, you were even more excited because you knew that no matter what happened, you had a life you wanted with Itachi. Even if you hated this next world, you could pull as many shenanigans as you wanted, knowing you had a safe world to return to.

“We do not have time to discuss anything here. Put your hand on the second book.” You did as she asked, watching as her hand joined yours. “Welcome to the world of ‘Fifty Shades of Audacity’.”

Next chapter

[seoheesoo]

Modern AU! Kakashi is Naruto's guardian who meets his child's teacher for the first time and immediately falls in love with him

[Part 2]

“Hello.”

“Kakashi, where are you? Guy-san called me, have you still not picked up Naruto?” - the man heard his friend's excited voice.

“Damn”, - Kakashi turned sharply to the right. - “I'm on my way. The Third decided to hold an extraordinary meeting and kept us in the office for two hours.”

“I can come get Naruto”, - Rin suggested and then there was a loud cry in the background.

“You have enough problems without me”, - Kakashi noted.

The woman sighed tiredly.

“Yuki has been acting up lately”, - she explained. - “She has started grinding her teeth. It’s worst at night, Obito gives me a little rest and somehow puts her to sleep himself.”

“He probably reads his cases to her. This would make anyone fall asleep”, - Kakashi chuckled. - “Anyway, I’m almost there. I'm sorry for all the inconvenience I'm causing you. Both of you."

“Stop it, Kakashi. We're always happy to keep an eye on Naruto. You know, it’s impossible not to love this child.”

Kakashi smiled at the corner of his lips.

“Thank you again for everything, Rin.”

“No need for thanks.”

Kakashi could see her soft smile. The man threw the phone on the passenger seat and parked in front of the school entrance. He was almost an hour late. Kakashi hated being late; since childhood he had tried to teach Obito to be punctual, but now he himself was often late for something. Hatake hated this feeling. Kakashi got out of the car and immediately heard Naruto's ringing laugh coming from the backyard. Kakashi walked into the yard and saw a lovely picture. A tall man was rocking a child sitting on a swing. Naruto laughed loudly and asked to swing him even higher. Guy smiled brightly at him, but was careful, gradually pushing the swing harder. Kakashi couldn't help but admire this picture. Guy was wearing a light shirt, on which there were traces of children's palms. The light trousers were also stained with bright spots of paint. His dark hair was tousled by the wind and a barely noticeable blush appeared on his cheekbones. When Kakashi finally looked at the man's eyes, he realized that Guy had been looking at him for a long time. Kakashi pursed his lips in embarrassment and walked closer to them.

“Kashi nii-chan!” - Naruto jumped off the swing and ran straight into the man's arms.

Kakashi caught the boy and felt his arms wrap tightly around his neck.

“I apologize for the delay”, - Kakashi bowed deeply, holding Naruto tightly in his arms.

“It’s okay”, - Guy smiled reassuringly. - “Naruto and I had a great time, didn't we?”

“Yes!” - the boy shouted loudly right in Kakashi’s ear, but he didn’t even wince.

Hatake carefully lowered the boy to the ground.

“Naruto, run for your backpack”, - Guy came closer to Kakashi.

The boy ran to the swing to get his abandoned things. Kakashi didn't even have time to blink an eye when Guy was very close. Hatake felt the man's fingertips barely touch his neck. Instincts screamed at Kakashi to at least jump away, or at most break his arm, but he continued to stand in one place. Guy quickly straightened the collar of his shirt and just as quickly moved away from him. Kakashi raised his eyebrows in confusion.

“You had blood there”, - Guy shrugged. - “I don't think you want Naruto to notice.”

Kakashi mentally cursed.

“This is not my blood”, - he said quickly, and then shook his head. - “Everything is not as you think.”

Kakashi raised his palms up and bit his lip.

“I’m not thinking about anything”, - Guy assured him.

“It’s just work-related”, - Kakashi continued to justify himself, realizing that his words did not sound like excuses at all.

“I believe you”, - Guy nodded.

“I can’t tell you exactly where this blood came from or how it got on my clothes and body, but I can assure you that no one died.”

“Hatake-san, it’s okay”, - Guy smiled at him reassuringly. - “I know you are not some serial killer.”

Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief. He tiredly ran his hand over his face and chuckled nervously.

“Today was a very difficult and strange day, and I want to apologize to you again.”

“Don't”, - Guy extended his hand with a piece of paper clutched. - “Here is my number, if you have any unforeseen circumstances at work again, please notify me in advance.”

“Yes, of course”, - Kakashi took the piece of paper and put it in his pocket.

Naruto ran up to them.

“Home?” - enthusiasm and hope were clearly heard in the boy’s voice.

“Yes, little fox”, - Kakashi ruffled his hair. - “Let's go home.”

Naruto quickly said goodbye to Guy. Kakashi bowed to the man again and they headed to the car. Naruto skillfully filled the silence between them. Kakashi helped him into the car and fastened all the seat belts. They got home quickly, considering that all the traffic jams in the city happened an hour earlier. Kakashi sent the child to change clothes, and went to the kitchen, trying to figure out what to feed the boy.

“Naruto, what do you want for dinner?”

“Ramen!” - he shouted loudly from his room.

“Well, of course, I shouldn’t have asked”, - Kakashi muttered and took out several packs of ramen.

Hatake slowly began preparing dinner. Today was a terribly exhausting day. The Third decided to hold an unscheduled meeting on the results of the work done for the month. Kakashi's reports were all in order, unlike his colleagues. The Third took a very long time to analyze each report. Kakashi could have sworn that the Third saw how often Hatake glanced at his watch. The man knew perfectly well that Kakashi was in a hurry, but did absolutely nothing to somehow speed up the end of the meeting. For the past few years, the Third has been methodically looking for any excuse to get rid of him, but Hatake has not given him a single chance to do so.

“Ramen! Ramen!” - Naruto ran into the kitchen and sat down at the table. - “Spicy! Kashi nii-chan, I love you!”

Kakashi smiled and shook his head. For the sake of such moments, he was ready to endure absolutely everything.

“Eat carefully”, - Hatake sat down opposite the boy and took the chopsticks in his hand. - “How was your day?”

“At first Shikamaru didn’t want to play catch-up with me, but I was still able to persuade him. Then during the lesson Guy sensei told us about rabbits. Then we ate apples. And then Choji pulled out some chips from somewhere. Guy sensei did not take them away, and from somewhere he took out a pack of some other chips, and distributed them to all of us. They were peach flavored. Then we went outside, Sakura-chan and Ino had a fight over a jump rope. And then we began to divide into two teams for the game and they began to argue on whose team Sasuke would go. As a result, Guy sensei assigned them both to the same team, and Sasuke ended up on mine, along with Kiba, Shino and Hinata. Hmm, Hinata sometimes acts so strange, when I look at her she starts blushing…”

Kakashi chuckled. Naruto's day was very eventful.

“After the street we returned to class and Guy sensei gave us a drawing lesson. We drew the rabbits he told us about in the morning. Everyone drew their own rabbit. Sensei told us to come up with a story and a name for the rabbit we drew. I drew a huge rabbit who lives on the moon and it name is Tsuki. Guy sensei said that all our rabbits turned out great. But in reality it’s not like that, but Guy sensei is just very kind.”

Kakashi put his chopsticks aside and listened carefully to Naruto. His big blue eyes sparkled with delight.

“Do you like Guy sensei?” - asked Kakashi.

"Yes! Guy sensei is the best teacher in our school!” - Naruto raised his fist up. - “No, all over the world!”

Kakashi laughed softly.

“You’re lucky, little fox, that you’re in his class”, - he teased the boy.

Naruto nodded with his most serious face.

“I'm glad you're doing well at school”, - Kakashi smiled. - “Now run to do your homework.”

After washing all the dishes and putting the kitchen in order, Kakashi sighed tiredly and went to his bedroom. He barely had enough strength to change his clothes, and he fell tiredly onto the bed. A piece of paper fell out of his trouser pocket. Hatake picked up the paper and ran his finger over the written numbers. Without thinking twice, he saved the number and sent a message. Literally a couple of seconds later the answer came. Kakashi smiled and, making himself comfortable in bed, began to think about his next message.

+82 2 *** **** [21:46]

Good evening, this is Hatake Kakashi, you gave me your number in case of unforeseen circumstances

Naruto's sensei Might Guy [21:46]

Hello again, Hatake-san. I'm glad that I now have your phone number too. And you can write to me not only in emergency situations с:

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[anime-fan-05]

Please may I have a Naruto angst (it is platonic mind because they are children) and comfort scenario of the most painful truth known to man when you (Sasuke's older twin sister *she is like Winry from fullmetal alchemist brotherhood* and she is a chunin and Naruto's childhood friend and everything) found out that Itachi was the one who murdered your whole clan and it was painful for Naruto to see you like that 💔 and it was even more painful of how you loved Itachi dearly and he did this..you cried..you really did and Naruto saw you as the most bravest girl known to man and it was a long time since you've cried.

https://youtu.be/JU6ZExP1pwI?si=5oGUnQ9r6avQ6h9E (to help you of how the female reader broke down in Naruto's arms 4:47 and how Naruto stopped you from doing something that you will regret and how it went and to help you with the scenario)

I'll always stay with you

Manga/anime: Naruto

Warnings: slight angst (nothing that it's unbearable), but there is a happy ending

(Y/N): your name

It was Itachi who killed our clan.

It was Itachi who killed our clan.

It was Itachi who killed our clan.

These words keep repeating in my head.

Nii-san (big brother), how could you do that?!

After all that kaa-san (mom) and tou-san (dad) have done for us! They loved us! They taught us to live, to love, to fight...

Why did you do that?!

Why?!

Why?!

Didn't you love kaa-san?

Didn't you love tou-san?

Didn't you love Sasuke?

Didn't you love me?

~ 🧡 ~

I run and run, until I reach the Hokage Rock. I wanted to be alone for a while to think, but there is already someone there.

"Naruto?"

"(Y/N)-chan? Are you ok, -ttebayo? You seem to be distraught and shattered."

"I..."

"Has someone hurt you? I'll deal with them, -ttebayo!"

"Naruto..."

"Yes, (Y/N)-chan?" He comes closer to me.

"I can't handle it anymore!" I collapse on my knees and start crying.

"What happened?!" Naruto's voice is surprised.

"The Uchiha clan was exterminated by my brother Itachi! And I... I... Naruto... Please..."

He kneels next to me and I can see his face: his eyes are wide open and his mouth is slightly open. From his expression, he seems shocked. Strange, I should be the only one shocked, not him too.

Without hesitation, I throw myself straight into his arms and I hold him tightly.

He hesitates for a few seconds, but then he pulls me close too, hugging me tightly.

"Naruto! Please, help me!"

Apart from you and my brother, I have no one left.

Please...

At least you two...

Don't leave me...

Please...

Please...

"Shhhhh. Everything is fine, (Y/N)-chan. Everything is fine, -ttebayo." He tries to reassure me, gently stroking my head with one hand and rubbing gentle circles on my lower back with the other hand.

"It will all be fine, -ttebayo. You're the strongest person I know: you'll get through this."

"Please, Naruto, don't leave me... Please, please."

"I won't do this: whatever happens, I'll stay with you. I know sometimes I'm stupid and I do things I don't want to do, but you know my nindo (ninja way): I'm not gonna run away and I never go back on my word, dattebayo! I swear to you I'll always stay with you."

His sweet voice and his caresses calm me so much...

~ 🧡 ~

Eventually, I end up falling asleep, lulled by his embrace; I don't know if I did it for his caresses and his words, or for the relaxation after my outburst.

Naruto... Thank you.

Thank you very much!

If you didn't remember, nindo is the personal rule every shinobi lives by.

Hey! Sorry for the delay, but this week has been very difficult for me. I hope you liked it anyway.

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[nyxielovespythons]

Why NejiTen should be canon

Before I say anything, I can recognise that NejiTen is not canon, although I want it to be lol. Everyone has a right to their own opinion, so I ask that you respect mine, and if you want to challenge it, you can *politely* do that in the comments.

The major countering ships to NejiTen are: NejiHina and LeeTen, so I will talk you through why these ships don't work out.

First with LeeTen (because I don't want you quitting after the drama of NejiHina). Lee and Tenten are seen as very close throughout the series, though Tenten makes it clear that she finds Lee annoying and hot-blooded. This is the opposite to Neji, who Tenten seems to admire a lot, since she liked to train with him, and even put on lipstick in the manga for his chūnin exam finals. They seem like the perfect best friend duo, in my opinion. Romance doesn't need to be involved in every since best friend duo, there are enough of them already. In the Boruto series, Lee is seen with his son, Metal Lee. Many think that Tenten is the mother, due to the eye shape, and I think she could easily be. I mean, she's the only kunoichi in Konoha in the same age group as Lee (I think, I haven't fact checked yet), and the girl in his team. Tenten is probably the easiest choice for Lee's wife that Kishimoto could've made. However, if they were to be married and have had a son together, they would now be divorced. This therefore means, that if they had got married, then the relationship would not have worked out, and LeeTen would've failed. If they had not got together, then Lee would've married a different woman, and even if Lee then divorced that mystery woman, they clearly do not have mutual feelings for each other any more. They might have had feelings for each other, at different stages of their lives, but they either both grew out of their crushes or it was only one-sided to begin with.

Second. The NejiHina incident. I'm sorry, but I will have to go on for even longer than LeeTen, because some people don't understand that this ship is incest, and I'll tell you why. Excluding the fact that Neji had strong resentment towards Hinata for quite a period of time, they still wouldn't work out. Their relationship only evolved into *family* love, as confirmed by Kishimoto, just as Boruto loves Himawari, or Temari loves Gaara. What's wrong with a "big brother-little sister love"? Why must everyone make everything romantic? Neji cares deeply for his cousin, as does Hinata. She calls him 'Big Brother Neji', showing that she only sees him as her older brother. Besides, Hinata was so deeply in love with Naruto, she would've never agreed to the marriage. Moving on, a lot of people, from a range of cultures, some of which invite cousin relationships, think that Neji and Hinata getting married and producing heirs is okay. Some of them (purposely?) forget that the reason you don't have kids with your sibling is because it increases the chance of genetic defects dramatically. Although having kids with your cousin is legal (at least where I am), it still has quite a high risk. These people try and back it up by saying that the Hyūga clan would've wanted a pure Hyūga-blooded heir. Hm... Uchiha clan, anyone? Sure, this was common, but there are plenty Uchihas that are so distantly related that it would be fine to have offspring (such as Itachi and Izumi). The same could be said about the Hyūgas. Maybe Neji would've been their best option for a pure blood husband, but there would've been other choices, more people that were much further distanced in relation. I've got this far, and I haven't even mentioned another key fact: you know that Hiashi and Hizashi are twin brothers, right? Identical twins, to be exact. Lemme show you something: "Identical (i.e., monozygotic, or MZ) twins share 100 percent of their genes". You see that? It means that Hiashi and Hizashi share the same DNA. And this means that Neji and Hinata are genetically closer than cousins. They're actually genetically half-siblings. Hm. The Hyūgas are smart enough to figure out that it probably isn't the best idea to inbreed them, right? Well. That doesn't matter, because even if they overlooked all this incestuous evidence, there's this. Hinata isn't even the current heiress. If Neji survived the war, he would not have married Hinata in Boruto. If the Hyūga clan forced him to marry the heiress, and have children to keep a pure bloodline, he would've married Hanabi. Hanabi is the current heiress, so she would be the one married to Neji. Got it yet? Neji and Hinata would never have happened.

The last reason NejiTen should be canon: their chemistry. Tenten is shown to greatly admire and respect Neji, constantly calling him a genius, and she has blushed because of him in the manga several times. He believed in her abilities enough to sit under the practice dummy she was hitting with kunai. Neji comments that her fight would be interesting, showing that he thinks she is a good fighter. He is also shocked at her defeat, further proving that. In the first databook, Kishimoto confirms that Neji and Tenten trained every day for a month in preparation for Neji's chūnin match against Naruto. During this training, Neji reverse engineered and perfected the moves only reserved for the main branch of the Hyūga clan, mainly the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms and the Eight Trigrams Palms: Revolving Heaven. You should also note that while all the other contestants trained with jōnin, Neji chose to train with Tenten. "During one of their training sessions, birds are shown flying in the sky and Tenten tells him that she is exhausted and can't keep going. Neji responds that he thinks he used too much of his chakra and faints. Tenten is seen running to him and asks him if he's alright." Tenten wore a different outfit to watch Neji's match, and as I said, in the manga she also wore lipstick. After his fight with Kidomaru, Neji remembers seeing Lady Tsunade with Tenten. In the Shippuden, during Team Gai's fight with Kisame, Neji rushes to Tenten's side when she seems to struggle in the Water Prison.

In the image above, it shows the two finishing each other's sentences. They can communicate with little dialogue and know what the other is thinking with only one word. Tenten winks at Neji and invites him to go to the bathhouse with her, both in the anime and the manga. Later, after Neji's death, in the manga, she expresses anger, thinks about Neji and asks why he left her. In her memory, Neji doing the "nice guy pose," which has been performed in the past by Gai, Naruto and Lee. The pose signifies that one will keep their promise until death, as Lee states to Sakura during the beginning of the Sasuke retrieval arc after Naruto does the pose and promises to her that he will get Sasuke back. Neji doing this pose before Tenten implies that he promised her something that he intended to fulfill until his death. In the anime, Tenten holds her hands in a prayer and asks why he left her as she remembers Neji doing this "nice guy pose" to her, then she walks away crying and says that she's never going to forgive him. The implied promise that Neji made to her is not known, but it was significant enough for Neji, who tends to be stoic and serious, to use the cheerful and significant pose his "hot-blooded" sensei and teammate have used in the past. When caught in the Infinite Tsukuyomi, Tenten dreams of more mature versions of Lee and Gai as well as Neji being alive and by her side. She's the only person whose Tsukuyomi dream involves not only Neji being alive, but being with him.

They are shown constantly beside one another throughout the entire story, similar to the couples Asuma and Kurenai, and Shikamaru and Temari. While Neji is very formal and strict, he is shown to be comfortable around Tenten. He isn't shown to mind when she teases him or winks at him. He is also rarely portrayed as a character who apologizes to anyone, but he is shown apologizing to Tenten. In both the manga and anime, birds are present during the scenes where Neji and Tenten are shown alone together. In the manga, the only male character Tenten is shown alone with is Neji.

Other Trivia include:

Tenten's name and Neji's themes compliment each other. "Tenten" literally translates to "heaven heaven" in Chinese, while "Hyūga" translates to "place in heaven." In the new Chūnin Exams arc, Neji is shown holding two heaven scrolls with the characters 天天

Tenten's weapons shop in Boruto is named 忍具転転転, which directly translates to "Ninja Tools Turn Turn Turn." Furthermore, the characters "具転転" in the name translate to "revolving." Thus, the name of Tenten's weapons shop can be a reference to one of Neji's primary moves, Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven.

During the blank period, Tenten wears a uniform that includes a dress with a flame pattern similar to the flame in the Hyūga clan's emblem.

Neji and Tenten are depicted as compatible: the Databooks reveal that Neji is a Cancer and Tenten is a Pisces. In Western astrology, Cancer and Pisces are considered a compatible and harmonious pairing. The Databooks list Neji's blood type as O and Tenten's blood type as B. The blood type personality theory popular in Japan considers O and B blood types romantically compatible.

Neji, during his death, is portrayed as a Phoenix on fire. In the anime, Tenten utilizes the moves "Twin Rising Dragons" and "Exploding Dragon Strike." In Chinese folklore, the Phoenix and Dragon pair symbolize perfect harmony and balance between yin (Phoenix) and yang (Dragon).

Among the Konoha 11, Neji and Tenten were the only ones who were 18 years old during the Shinobi war, whereas Naruto and Hinata were 16 years old and the rest were 17.

Neji and Tenten share the same hairstyles as Hashirama Senju and his wife Mito Uzumaki.

[anyon-else]

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

summary | kakashi just wants to have all of his kids back under one roof, and you just want to make sure you can stay with sakura long enough to ensure her safety. you and kakashi end up accidentally bonding over your shared concern for the girl (marvel au).

pairings | kakashi hatake x black widow!reader + sakura haruno, sasuke uchiha, naruto uzumaki, orochimaru, kabuto yakushi, ino yamanaka, might guy, hiruzen sarutobi, shikamaru nara, dosu kinuta, hinata hyuga

warnings | angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, slow burn, allusion to suicide, descriptions of scars, threats of death, abuse, choking (non-sexual), violence, mind control, torture, paranoia, weapons, dissociation, descriptions of injuries, discussion of themes present in naruto and black widow

status | ongoing ➣ next: i am your lover and i am your jailor

— father, save me! i, the traitor (part 1) | your life has existed in one setting. one complex of training rooms, poorly designed bedrooms, and labs. you’ve had one mentor, one trainer, and one friend.

— i'm in ruins, but it's what I wanted all along (part 2) | sakura is desperate for kakashi to see that you’re not a threat, but you’re not making it very easy for him to believe her. still, as much as he distrusts you, he trusts sakura more.

— this fire of devotion (it burns me) (part 3) | you and kakashi had let your guards down too soon after getting sakura out of the red room. you should’ve known that this kind of peace and safety was too good to last very long.

— i fought time; it won in a landslide (part 4) | you knew that orochimaru wasn't an ethical man, but you had never considered that his training methods would result in trauma. kakashi begged to differ.

— skin-scarred and buried deep (part 5) | the mission had seemed much simpler in theory, but facing a past that you hadn't even known existed created unexpected roadblocks.

— i know you're a man-made fortress (part 6) | the mission comes to an end, and you and kakashi both fear that it may not have been enough to uncover the truth. on top of that, an old friend puts a bit of a wrench in your attempts to return back home.

— my struggling form, my willing soul (part 7) | sakura is adamant that you stay in the compound permanently, and you're trying to think of any reason why that's a bad idea. you don't expect kakashi to be the one who convinces you to stay.

— will you let me come closer to you? (part 8) | you know that staying is a bad idea. deep down, you know that it will only lead to more pain and loss. but for some reason, it's becoming harder and harder to tear yourself away from this new home.

— i set a fire to my soul (i hope it ate 'till it was full) (part 9) | you realize after spending two weeks at the compound that existing peacefully actually seems like a plausible way of spending your life. it makes you feel free, a feeling that you're wholly unfamiliar with. it's something you want to get used to. 

— will you remember me as i am now? (part 10) | for the first time in your life, you understand what true happiness feels like, and it's both exciting and terrifying. you know now that you have to hold onto it before it's ripped away.

— they lose their minds for us (part 11) | orochimaru had been waiting very patiently to get his hands on you. now that he has, he sees no reason to delay his plans further than he already has.

— of humble origins and born of the cursed sex (part 12) | after seven months, kakashi and naruto finally find you in an abandoned HYDRA outpost. however, you're not the same person that they remember.

— yes, these new walls are pretty hard to crack (part 13) | despite ino's reassurances, believing that kakashi is good is easier said than done. however, he's making it very hard for you to be afraid of him.

— i’m sorry i’m the one you love (part 14) | things are beginning to change—you're feeling less wary of kakashi and his students, and slowly but surely, you begin to believe the things that they're telling you about your past. unfortunately, old enemies aren't always so easy to get rid of.

— bite the hand that feeds me (bite the hand that needs me) (part 15) | you and kakashi are confronted with familiar demons.

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[sunbeamah]

Thank you so much for this JJK fics recs. As a new JJK fan (yes, just started the anime and manga last year), I was confused of what fic to read, but when I found your post, I was so happy. One of my fav is that time-travel fic of Yuji and Choso with teens Gojo/Geto pairing.

https://www.tumblr.com/dnana-2809-blog/746189842162089984/any-recs-for-some-jjk-fics-something-preferably?source=share

Can I ask your fav JJK ships and JJK Brotp?

And maybe your top 5 (or top 7) fav ships (canon or non canon) from all media (manga/anime, tv series, books, cartoon, etc)? Do you have a certain criteria for a couple to be your otps?

Sorry if my ask is kinda long @sunbeamah .....

No problem!!! I'm so sorry for how long it took me to respond to this ask-- I thought about it a lot, made a list, and then got distracted looking into my old favourite medias TT -- this ask made me go back and relive my Fairy Tail days haha, so thank you very much!!!

And also, please don't apologise!!! I appreciate this ask so much-- and again I'm so sorry it took me so long to reply!!!!!

I'm also so glad you liked the list hehe, I loved that fic too!!!

JJK Ships:

Fushiita

Nobamaki

Chosoyuki

Satosugu

Inuita

JJK BrOTP: Nobara and Yuuji!

Non-JJK top 5:

Liutana (Mortal Kombat)

Zolu (One Piece)

Sasunaru (Naruto)

Kagehina (Haikyuu!!!)

Togachako/Ochatoga (My Hero Academia)

Viktuuri (Yuuri!!! On Ice)

Obamitsu (Demon Slayer)

Below the cut is explanations, with JJK manga panels, SO PLEASE BEWARE OF MANGA SPOILERS BELOW!!! (Specifically, the front page of chapter 205 of jjk manga, and a page from chapter 200 as well I'll lyk where it is below the cut!)

Ah and minor Haikyuu manga spoilers! Just down where it says Kagehina

Jjk chapter 205 is under the chosoyuki (number 3) point; chapter 200 is the second image under fushiita, both appear in the first list below.

JJK Ships!!

Fushiita

This probably isn't surprising at all, but I love Fushiita!!! Something about stoic guys melting and being affectionate with bright, kind, mischievous boyfriends just tickles me yk

2. Nobamaki

A strong upperclassman who watches her cheeky, abrasive underclassman with fondness and interest-- there's more to their relationship that I like of course, their connection as 'the girls' that draws them closer, Nobara's instant respect and softness in regards to Maki, and how protective she becomes of her at the exchange event. I like to think Maki is protective towards her in a different but no less meaningful way. Protectiveness is one of my favourite tropes-- ik it's cheesy but it is!!!

3. Chosoyuki

Now, these two man... These two... I just love how she's so confident and outspoken, and how she saw Choso and went 'yeah. That one.' -- I loved their little date, even if he cried ((LOVE a good pathetic man)), and how she made him think differently about himself and his situation.

4. Satosugu

The soulmatery of these 2... The homosexuality of these 2..... They're unmated. A real Sasunaru descendant.

5. InuIta

I wasn't that into them, to be honest, but my friends and I quote that 'Inumaki-senpai! Shake!' scene in s2 all of the time. Eventually, I started to think of them as kind of cute, and then I tried writing them and found Inumaki is a really fun character to write! I love his mischievousness and dedication to protecting his friends (relegated to a life of speaking solely in onigiri ingredients... nah that's probably one of the perks for him).

JJK BrOTP

It's GOTTA be Nobara and Yuuji. The friendship between these two is awesome, I love how she started out thinking of him as an idiot, and then got to know him and realised that yeah he's an idiot, but he's also a little bit fun to have around sometimes. Nah jk, I love how they're 2 peas in a pod, both crazy, both from the countryside, both just as silly as each other. I really love watching them hang out in the few eps we get of that, and the juju strolls they're both in-- they're just awesome!

Top 5 In Any Media (Excluding JJK)

I had to consult my ao3 bookmarks AND pinterest for this. There are a bunch there of ships I don't read anymore but keep 'for the memories' and some ships I am ashamed of! So I didn't include those hehe.

I'll only put 1 per fandom to keep things fair! Cause there is 1 particular fandom where... My ships will fill up all 7 of the spots...

Also, no particular order! Some of these go up and down based on the day, scenario, fic, art, and heaps more factors!

Liutana My first ship! (Excluding my total drama island childhood... gwen x trent u will always be famous. I don't condone s2) I loved them so much, when MK1 came out and I heard about the kiss??? I damn near cried.

Zolu 1 thing about Zolu is that from the first ep I've shipped them 100%. Every episode that they're in is a fun episode to watch, their dynamic is so SDJHVFSBJNE and I really enjoy it! But also... Any time someone appreciates Luffy I kinda... Side-eye a little...... I'm a bit disloyal in that sense...........

Sasunaru Gaanaru is constantly fighting for this spot tho... I am disloyal. I like nejinaru, shikanaru, hinanaru, sainaru, I even wrote an allnaru fic back in the day. It never saw the light of day but man... Also Shikatema is peak love those 2.

Kagehina Height difference, moody x cheerful, sunrise x shadow mountain-- names with symbolism but also it's the sunrise that puts the shadow on the mountain and I say all that^^ but the second Atsumu appeared on screen...... IM A DISLOYAL PERSON!!! And the reunion?? "Tobio-chan!! Don't talk to my spiker like that :)" WHEN I TELL YOU I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY SCREAM...

Togachako/Ochatoga Just getting back into bnha and man.. these 2 GRABBED ME... Allmomo is FANTASTIC too btw-- and I do mean all girls x Momo but I suppose Kaminari can stay, as Jirou's boyfriend.. and Kurotoko (is that still their ship name?!), Fumirumi, Bakukiri let me stop myself before I erupt,

Obamitsu THEM <33 I'm a bigger, 'stronger' (I'm not as strong as her she's something else) girl too so Mitsuri and this ship is just everything to me... Also love Gentan and Muitan!

Viktuuri The comfort ship I always come back to.

Honourable mentions!

Sophie x Agatha, The School for Good and Evil (BABY'S THIRD EVER SHIP!!!)

Kiyoyachi, Haikyuu (I WANTED U ON THE LIST BABY I REALLY DID)

Sidlink, Legend of Zelda (don't look at me like that... I know...)

Kyokao, Ouran High School Host Club (Yes I watched this. I was 10 and it changed my life)

Rennora, RWBY

Gajevy, Alljuvia, Stingue and Fraxus, Fairy Tail

Cleuce, Allclawdeen, Monster High (by all I mean all the girls -- same for Juvia up there!)

Dickkory, DC

[marvelmymarvel]

Guardian (Part 6)

Jiriaya x Sarutobi!Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

Synopsis: Your brother gave you an assignment, "Go ask Sakumo Hatake if he needs help with his newborn." It was a simple task, but it snowballed into so much more.

Naruto Masterlist: Here

An audible 'oof' sounded out into the warm air as you were once again shoved to the ground. You rubbed at your head with a groan, a headache beginning to blossom under your skull. His pale hand came into your line of sight, making you look at him with a slight scowl. You weren't necessarily annoyed because he was being hard on you, but because the roles were once reversed some years ago. "I used to be stronger than you; ya know" Your grumbling had his lips curving into a smirk before he nodded down at his hand. Slamming your hand into his, he hauled you up onto your feet.

"You've been out of this line of work for eight years. Don't be hard on yourself; you're holding me off well." 

"Awww, you're turning soft on me," you teased as your fingers came up to pinch at his cheek. He scoffed down at you before backing up so you two could go again. But you didn't move. A small smile grew on your lips as you simply looked at him. You had been training non-stop for weeks, and in that time, you had once again grown closer to him. It was almost as if you two had never been apart; you had nearly forgotten how much you cared for him. "Are you just going to stare at me, or will we continue training?"

Your smile faltered at that statement, but you quickly recovered with a scoff, yet you still didn't move. Orochimaru straightened up as he cocked his head at you, silently wondering if you felt the same way. "Do you want to come over for dinner tonight? You can meet Kakashi." 

His eyebrows furrowed at your bold question. Did you just indirectly ask him on a date? Seeing his confusion made you sigh, "Just as friends." Orochimaru didn't know if he should believe you. If he wanted to believe you. You may have said friend, but weren't you always 'just friends'? Even with all of the sneaking around, the two of you did some eight years ago. It was unspoken that the two of you meant more to each other than 'just friends', but no one dared to say it. So were you lying? Was this more than 'just friends' having dinner?

"It's okay to say no." Your whisper made him shake his head quickly; he was so far in his head about you that he could hardly function when you were near. "I'd love to have dinner with you and Kakashi." Your worried look turned bright and cheery at his statement. It had been quite lonely being just you and Kakashi, so it would be nice having another person visiting.

You nodded at him before turning to gather your things, it was about time to pick up Kakashi, and you still had to get ingredients. You sighed happily as you slung your bag over your shoulder. Orochimaru’s heart skipped a beat at the smile you were sending his way, and for a second, he could have sworn he saw love in your eyes.

"Excellent… I need to get Kakashi. Dinner will be at 6. Don't be late!"

"I'll see you then," Orochimaru croaked out as he watched you walk away from the training grounds. Just friends? 

He didn't even know if that was possible when it came to you.

The doorbell rang as you took the food out of the oven, "Mama! Someones at the door!!" Kakashi's yell made you smile softly. Wiping your hands on your apron, you walked towards the door, pressing a soft kiss to Kakashi's temple. "Thank you, baby. Go wash up. We are going to eat soon." Without another word, he bolted towards the bathroom. You moved swiftly to the front door and hastily threw it open, "Orochimaru! Thanks for…" Your comments died off with your smile as you looked up at Jiraiya. His face contorted in pain before quickly covering it with a tight-lipped smile. "Hi" Your whisper nearly knocked him off his feet; it sounded heavenly. It sounded like everything he had missed in the past three weeks. 

But he wasn't here for you.

"I just wanted to drop off some of Kakashi's toys-"

"I didn't think you wanted to see me" Your words weren't full of anger; if anything, they were full of surprise. When Jiraiya was headstrong about something, nothing changed him. Three weeks of no contact told you he meant what he said the night you left. So this was a surprise.

"This will be the last time, don't worry."

Your eyes widened in pain at the harshness in his words and tone. "I wasn't worried." you trailed off as your eyes wandered to the man approaching behind him. Jiraiya scoffed before shoving the toys in your hands, making you snap your attention back to him. You opened your mouth to add to your statement, but he was already storming down the walkway. Orochimaru stood frozen at the end of the path, eyes flicking between Jiraiya and yourself to figure out what had just transpired. "She's not worth it," Jiraiya snarled before brushing past him, softly bumping his shoulder with his.

Orochimaru bit back a snarl, wanting to do nothing more than put Jiraiya back in his place. But he simply headed down the path towards your front door. You smiled sadly at him, "I'm sorry for that. I didn't think he'd stop by."

"You're shaking. Are you hurt at all?" 

Your e/c eyes flicked down to your hands, and sure enough, your fingers gripped the toys so hard you were beginning to shake. "I'm fine. Dinner is ready" You turned back into the house before calling out to Kakashi so he could come meet your old friend. 

White hair came around the corner, and while his brown eyes were full of excitement to have a visitor, they quickly grew shy under the man's gaze. Kakashi stood beside you but hid behind your leg, "Who's this mama?" You smiled warmly at him before running your fingers through his hair, "This is Orochimaru, buddy. He's an old friend of mine."

"He's scary." 

"Kakashi, that's not nice."

"It's okay." Orochimaru interjected as he nodded at the child, "I don't look like anyone you've ever seen before, huh?"

Kakashi shook his head before looking up at you for reassurance that the man was a friend and not a foe. Silence fell between the three of you and was only broken when Kakashi's stomach growling echoed through your ears. You chuckled and plucked Kakashi up before plopping him on your hip. "Shall we eat?" 

Your eyes were trained on Kakashi as you closed the door quietly behind you. The door clicked into place, and you exhaled softly at the relief of successfully putting him to bed. It was usually Jiraiya's job to put him to sleep, and he's been having a hard time without the safety Jiraiya brought him as he would drift off to dreamland.

You moved out into the kitchen, where Orochimaru was gathering up the plates, "Oh, you don't have to-"

"Nonsense. I'm happy to help" his tone was firm, signaling that he wouldn't allow any more arguing on the matter. Deciding to let him win, you moved closer to help him clean up. For 15 minutes, the both of you cleaned in silence. It was peaceful for the most part. You zoned out as you scrubbed at a pot but jumped out of it when Orochimaru hovered beside you. "I appreciate you inviting me over tonight."

You laughed nervously before changing a glance up at him. His gaze on you made heat rise under your skin; why did he have to be so close? You averted your eyes and once more focused on the pot below, "It was lovely having you. I've missed-"

His hand caressed your cheek, and your brain short-circuited in response. The feeling of guilt once more began to rise in your chest, but it felt funny. Usually, the guilt would come with images of Sakumo doing the action instead of the other person, but it was different this time. "I don't think this is a good idea," you muttered shakily. Orochimaru moved to face you before forcing you to look at him. "I think this is a great idea" His thumb caressed your cheek as he ducked to get in your face. 

Your eyes slammed shut, feeling sicker and sicker the longer he had his hands on you. "I love you."

You inhale a sharp breath of air as you tried to step away from him, but he only gripped you harder. Your eyes opened, and you took in his steely gaze. He wasn't lying.

It made you sick.

"I cannot do this to him…"

He cocked his head down at you, lips curling into a slight snarl at your words. "He's dead. It's okay to move on-"

You shoved him away before he could finish, hands shaking as you fought to breathe. Orochimaru backed up, hands flying up in defense as if to tell you he was no threat. But he was. 

He was very much a threat.

"Get out."

"Hey. Let's talk about this-"

"Please leave."

Orochimaru froze in his spot. So you did just want to be friends… He nodded, finally understanding that he had assumed wrong and seriously underestimated just how heartbroken you were. Sakumo's death shook you.

He voiced a curt goodbye before heading to the door. Your eyes were trained on your shaking hands as you tried your best to calm down, but it wasn't until you heard the front door closing that you sighed in relief. Something was wrong. You rubbed at your face in exasperation.

Usually, when Jiraiya would do such things, it would give you images of Sakumo. But something was different this time. Your eyes drifted to the mirror in the hall, and it was then that you realized what was wrong, what was different about this time. It wasn't Sakumo you saw anymore. "Oh my God…" you trailed off as you let out a shocked laugh. Slowly realizing just how fucked you were with this new realization.

"I'm in love with Jiraiya."

[thunder-point]

I've just read all your fics in one go I can't believe I stumbled upon such wonderful writing when I was just mindlessly scrolling through pages. Thank you for your works! I especially love how you characterised izuku, his presence in your fics is top tier. I love I'll let it grow wild in my veins too, can we have any sneaky spoilers?🤣🤣

Aw, thank you so, so much! Sorry for the late answer. I don't even know if you'll see this because from what I remember we don't get notifications when our anon asks are answered :((( I hope you do, lovely anon!

My Izuku is truly an indulgence. I always try to explore other sides of him that perhaps aren't that shown in canon. I'm so glad you're enjoying him so much <3 Currently, I'll let it grow wild in my veins is in hiatus due to several reasons, but I've been working on the 11th chapter regardless of its state.

So here, dear anon. A hefty sneak peak: -----------

“Cuddling.” On Sasuke’s tongue, it’s almost a rasp. Naruto fists the fluffiness of their blanket under his chin, exhales slower. “You want me to tell you what I feel about cuddling, or do you want to cuddle?”

“More of the latter, not gonna lie,” Naruto mutters, and the fact that it yanks an immediate snort out of the Uchiha makes something throb, right behind his ribs.

The bed bounces with movement, and Naruto tries to be less aware of it, but it’s a loud thing. Crisp under his attention - even more so when he’s faced with Sasuke’s front towards him. With a warm, big hand cradling the dip of his hip through their blanket.

“You need to come closer for it to be a cuddle,” comes the whisper. And Naruto - he wished it would hit his lips, minty and hot in a breath. “Why are you so clenched?”

Something ugly, different escapes out his throat. A laugh, but not really. Foreign. Naruto gives in, closes his eyes with a flutter when he slides closer and feels it - Sasuke’s puff of breath breaking against his mouth, his nose. The hand on his hip becomes a whole arm, draped over his waist like a tentative thing.

“You’d think this is your first time ever cuddling,” Sasuke goes on, and his voice lowers even more. It becomes a single string that you touch with your finger, just to hear its quiet response. “Unlikely, with how many friends you have.”

“You consider cuddling a friend activity?” Naruto asks, loose with amusement. He’s honestly happy that he can get it out in such a simple way. Casually.

“I think you consider it like that,” Sasuke murmurs.

“I think so too,” Naruto says, matching his tone. And he thinks it true. For all his life, nuzzling up with someone was just something to feed his touch-starved moments.

Cuddling is platonic.

Same as with a hand on someone’s thigh, his hand in someone else’s. A soft scratch at his nape, a ruffle of his hair. It’s a simple thing, it had no label on it. Nothing to separate it in a little box, to deprive him of it. For others maybe - for others, they might be signs of different affection. Little, intimate indulgences that signal to them that the other person gives love, owns, takes.

But- But tonight, maybe, he gets it. As Sasuke continues to look at him with the softness of a person looking to rest, and trails his hand up Naruto’s spine, fingers tracing the line of his spine idly, he kind of starts to understand how it could be treated as such an alluring sign.

It’s not because of the gesture. Or for others, perhaps it is. But for Naruto, it’s becoming something along the lines of it’s Sasuke. His hands are doing it, him. His gesture, his intimacy spread across Naruto’s skin, his body. It has him curling his legs, it has him unstable in the breath, in the heart. Naruto can’t close his eyes, can’t sleep, for all he feels is a bubbling want, and he’s selfish about Uchiha Sasuke.

A few nights ago this would have been only an intriguing thing to try, something uninhibited and easy, a wonder about how Sasuke cuddles. But now, it’s a mounting need, and he knows he can’t truly have it.

Because Sasuke thinks Naruto’s way of cuddling is purely platonic. It would have been. It truly would.

If it wasn’t fucking Sasuke cradling his back with those nimble fingers of his. Him breathing against Naruto, relaxed and so at ease with entertaining the blond. If it wasn’t this shift in him, something captured only the Uchiha.

He’s the only one daring to step on the cracked bridge that makes all of Naruto’s romantic nature, and he looks to also be the only one to make it hold stable under his feet.

Naruto grits his teeth, and through the buzz of stupid decisions, of selfishness, he nuzzles his nose against Sasuke’s cheek. Holds there for a second, eyes closed tight, aware of the hand on his back stilling in an instant. Even this, even this may be taken as a gesture to be discarded in the casual pile, for Sasuke truly thinks that Naruto is doing it for platonic reasons.

He exhales into Sasuke’s skin, feels the corner of his mouth right against his own, and with a painful beat, he lowers his face until he’s hiding it into his neck. The hand on his back shifts to his nape to accommodate him, just like that. Nimble fingers already tangling into the short hair there, and Naruto’s self begins to shake anew. Harder, harder, then softer. Steadier.

“This is nice,” he says, ignoring the crack of his voice, spoken right into Sasuke’s jutting collarbone. The Uchiha doesn’t seem to mind it either, for he only gives a husky, slow hum. Sleepy, calm.

Yeah, it’s nice, Naruto thinks again, and then it finally, truly settles. But it’s not platonic for me anymore. 

Not anymore.

[moonbeam-writing]

♡ Day Two: Sleep Aid ♡

❥ Characters: Gaara Sabaku (Naruto)

❥ Contains: Brief mentions of death; Fluff; Gaara being stubborn; Use of/Allusion to They/Them pronouns; SFW

❥ Quick Note: I'm literally so bad at endings, I am so sorry, haha.

❥ Word Count: 775

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The last few days had been enough to make the term "emotional rollercoaster" an understatement.

In that short amount of time, (Y/N) had lost the love of their life to Akatsuki members, watched as one of their best friends almost died, and saw someone sacrifice themselves to bring the love of their life back. In short, (Y/N) was exhausted. And if they were exhausted, (Y/N) knew that Gaara was, too. Now with Shukaku not being in his body, Gaara could sleep and finally get the rest he so deeply deserved. Though just because he could, did that mean that he would?

Gaara was, undoubtedly, the most stubborn person (Y/N) had ever met. Even after his outlook on life and the lives of others changed, Gaara still held on to the need to feel in control, specifically of himself. Sleep was going to be one of Gaara's biggest adjustments, aside from how quiet his head was, and (Y/N) was determined to help him.

"Lord Kazekage, can I come in?" (Y/N) gently knocked on the door, looking out one of the windows at the darkening sky. After hearing a muffled 'yes,' (Y/N) stepped into Gaara's office, immediately dropping any formality they previously had. "Hi, Gaara." They smiled, stepping further into his office.

"Hello, (Y/N)." By some stroke of luck, Gaara looked up at them from his paperwork and leaned back in his chair. (Y/N) quietly walked closer to his desk, looking him over in the process. He looked just as exhausted as he had since he came home. "What are you doing here? It's late."

"Oh, so you acknowledge that it's late?" They teased, though he didn't acknowledge it. "Come on, you're done working for the night."

Gaara continued to look at (Y/N) with a blank stare as they leaned their hands against his desk, leaning towards him. "You know I can't do that. I have work to catch up on." Despite knowing and wanting to get caught up, Gaara let a sigh slip through his nose, leaning further against his chair. "You don't though. You should get home."

"Actually, you're wrong!" Gaara raised a nonexistent eyebrow at (Y/N) as they rounded the desk, creeping further into his space. He might not be vulnerable enough to say it out loud, but Gaara was happy to see (Y/N) and to have them so close. "I still have a job to do, and that job is to take you home so you can rest." Gaara's mouth opened, prepared to protest when (Y/N) quickly shook their head. "Nope, none of that! Come on," (Y/N) held out their hand to him, "pretty please?"

(Y/N) and Gaara sat there quietly looking at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. Gaara was still pressed against his chair, teal eyes looking up at the person in front of him. (Y/N)'s eyes were looking at the Kazekage expectantly, a smile on their lips and their right palm facing up, just waiting for him to take their hand. At this point, (Y/N) would even settle for Gaara just lying down. They'd prefer if he slept a little, but they would take what they could get.

(Y/N) frowned. "Gaara, seriously. I'm worried about you. You can't spend all 24 hours working anymore. I know it's gonna be hard, but you can sleep now. Hell, you should already be resting considering you're still recovering." (Y/N) took their outstretched hand and carefully grabbed one of Gaara's. "You don't even have to sleep, and I'll do all the work for you, and we don't even need to leave your office– just, please." (Y/N) looked at the hand they were holding, hating how desperate they probably sounded, but they decided that it was worth it if they got their point across.

Feeling a small squeeze against their hand, (Y/N)'s eyes looked back to Gaara's. "Okay."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened when they registered his words, their previously held grin coming back. "Yay! Thank you, Gaara!" He nodded at them, letting them "lead" him to the couch in his office that had never served a purpose before. As soon as he sat down, one of (Y/N)'s arms went around his shoulder, their hand pulling Gaara into them, acting as a pillow.

Neither of them shared their thoughts, but they were both shocked at (Y/N)'s lack of hesitation. Despite that shock, neither of them complained, choosing to enjoy the quiet of the room, both pairs of eyes growing heavier by the second.

[ginjaanimeloversstuff]

Nejiten AU scene of a fanfic i am working on.

Neji was dead, and everyone saw it, they all saw him get impaled two years ago, protecting Naruto and, sacrificing himself for Hinata, whom he had sworn to protect since childhood. He died on that battlefield, in that war.

Team 3, Lee and Tenten, along with their friends all stood in one place, unable to outer a words, everyone was speechless. And stood as if time had frozen in place.

Naruto's eyes widen in shock, his mouth opens about to speak, but nothing comes out.

Tenten and lee , Hinata also, all looked forward, with tears already dripping down their cheeks.

Shikamaru," is...is this some sort of sick joke, because this isn't funny," was the first to talk.

Kiba", it's really...it's is him...we know that sense anyway," confirmed, as Akamaru yelped, sounding confused" that's, -"

Shino," That's him..Neji", looking at his bugs. Seeing that they recognised the charak from anywhere.

Eventually, Naruto spoke as he listened to kiba confirmation and allowed the information to sink in," How- how is this possible" couldn't find the words to speak at first until he did," you died, i saw you died and held your dead body, how. How are you alive? You have been alive all this time, but you" pause for a moment," why didn't you come back to the village, "

Tenten," Neji...how are you alive..."

Tenten wanted to walk closer to her meant-to-be dead teammate, but she couldn't, her legs wouldn't move, it felt as if, she got closer to Neji, then he would disappear and she would wake up from a dream. No matter how hard she looked at him, she just couldn't believe her eyes, she knew he was real, not a clone nor reanimated, he was standing there, fully, completely, healthy alive, while her eyes could see him as clearly as day, but her heart was telling her, it's too good to be true. After all, how can the dead be alive?

Neji looked at everyone unbothered by their reaction, if anything he had a look as if he didn't care, his eyes were cold, yet at the same time were his byakugan eyes usually there, they were not, his eyes that he was always proud of, as proof he was a hyuga,were not there no longer, but instead they were replaced, with another, the tenseigan, and his bird cage seal that was once on his forehead was no longer there.

Neji," you all speak as if you know me, you keep saying neji this, Neji that, but who is this Neji you speak of?you meantion that name yet, you shed emotions as if he was dead or something, just who are you"

Hearing those words just broke her heart into millions of pieces, tenten knew it was the right thing to not get her hopes up, but there was a part of her, that wished there wasn't any string attached to Neji being alive, but having that, would feel like it's a false dream.

Naruto," what. You are Neji,Neji hyuga is your name. What do you mean who is Neji, and we are your friends,"

Neji," you are mistaken, my name is not Neji nor is it hyuga. And i have never seen you in my life,"

Sakura," he isn't the same person we once knew."

Hinata, " no NO you are wrong, that is Neji, the real neji is inside there somewhere, if we keep trying we can- cried- we can bring him back" not believing what sakura is saying.

Sakura," Hinata...look, the real Neji, he would do or say anything to hurt his friends and family, even sasuke, no offence"

Sasuke," It's true," shrugged.

Hinata," he just isn't himself, that's why he's acting like this. He just needs to...we need"

Neji," Hearing you all talking, is starting to bore me, and it's making me rather tired," spoke up, as he lifted his arm, and just like that, he made a powerful force, and in a blink of an eye, everything and everyone was pushed backwards.

Just in time, sasuke grabbed Sakura and with his singlar arm and naruto using Kurma's power caught everyone, while naruto grabbed Sakura's arm , as sasuke teleports them all to a safer distance.

Sai," i don't think Neji is in there,"

Sasuke," hyuga, is definitely not the same person," agree with his teammate.

Hinata," no, Neji is still in there,i just know. Right"

Tenten,", i want to believe that...but, i just can't bring myself to..."

Lee ," i do feel the same as Tenten, i mean anytime we face someone who is meant to be, they always....they end up as our enemies" downcast his head, not sure what to believe

Naruto," i understand how you feel lee, tenten, but Neji he is alive and healthy right there, "

Shikamaru," But at what cost, did it bring him to life and by what strings are attached,"

Hinata," even so...it's Neji..."

Ino", Hinata, we understand how you feel, but they are right. We have never fought the dead,without some sort motives on the enemy side".

Naruto," but then, we have managed go against the odds, so, maybe we can bring him back to us,"

Sakura," i feel like i am going to get deep da'vu "

Tenten," if it's not a uchiha issue, it's a hyuga issue, good gief, "

Shikamaru," i don't get paid enough for this"

[ikemenomegas]

Trick or treat! Happy Halloween Io! I don't know how this works but I'm dressing up as Naruto so please give lots of candy 😁✌

🍬🍫🍭

all the candy anon!! that sounds super cute, how about a naruto shaped treat?! Happy Halloween 🎃

When you went out with Naruto and the rest of the Konoha rookies, you had come armed with a little water bottle in your pillowcase, and the gratitude that each house you came to would be giving you snacks that would keep you going as long as the higher energy members of the crew could.

As the evening wore on, you'd lost your friends, one by one, to the night. Lee, surprisingly, had been the first to bail, citing an extra special Spook Night Run with Guy-sensei. Hinata had left with Neji for some kind of fancy function in a nice restaurant downtown.

And so it had gone. Ino, left to take her turn managing her family's festival booth, Choji and Shikamaru with her to pursue late night eats. Kiba and Shino had dashed off somewhere, bugs either chasing the dog or the other way around, you couldn't quite tell, but it seemed the quietest of your classmates was in high spirits with the fresh chill in the air.

Now, even Sakura was heading home since Itachi had come to fetch Sasuke back before their father's curfew.

"Are you sure you two will be okay?" she asked, as you and Naruto committed to getting a few more handfuls of candy into your bags.

"Sure, Sakura!" Naruto beamed. You nodded, warmed still by Naruto's enthusiasm.

"I'll see you for training tomorrow then, make sure to get some sleep," Sakura said, sounding a little tired as she waved and then turned back in the direction of her home.

Once Sakura had left, Naruto turned to you with a grin that made the whisker marks on his cheeks crinkle up. He rubbed his hands together.

"I guess it's just you and me now. Are you ready for the ultimate test of Halloween courage?"

You blinked at Naruto. "I guess."

Naruto flopped over and then straightened, gripping your shoulders. "You guess??"

"Sure," you smiled, his enthusiasm was bolstering your own flagging energy.

He shook your shoulders. "Come on," he groaned. "You have to have a little enthusiasm to beat the best kept secret obstacle course in Konoha. Kakashi-sensei was telling me about it. Apparently even he's never beat it."

You tilted your head. A training course even Kakashi-sensei hadn't defeated, impossible.

Naruto saw your skepticism and pulled you closer. You felt your chest warm. "And apparently the reward if you get through it? Free bowls at Ichiraku. And there's no limit on how many team members you can bring. It's too bad that there's only two but I think we can take it, right!"

A smile spread across your mouth. "Okay!"

Naruto sighed.

"I mean, yes, of course!"

Naruto cheered. "That right! Let's go."

You stared, nonplussed, and laughed at the dilapidated building on top of a small hill in one of Konoha's many green spaces. "Um... Naruto, are you sure no one's ever beaten it because the requirement is that you don't get tetanus during the obstacle course..."

Naruto looked up at the building, fingers on his chin. He picked up some cardboard kunai from a new looking table sitting beside the gate. Then he pressed his foot down on a patch of dirt. A silhouette sprang from the overgrown brambles and fell back down once Naruto peppered it with a few kunai, which thumped off. Of course, this was a ninja village, it should have a ninja Halloween decorations.

"Take some of these. I think we use the items given to us to get through the course."

You picked up some of the cardboard kunai, they were kind of cute , painted to be sort of cartoonish. "Alright, let's do it."

It was not difficult at first, but as you and Naruto worked your way through the overgrown gardens circling in a maze around the house, and then through the rooms and courtyards, you felt yourself get jumpy, and Naruto was too. There were strange sounds in the undergrowth, tripwires, secret doors, swooping, dusty sheets that fell from the ceiling, and mannequins that toppled from the closet.

It was a masterclass in traps, misdirection, and was truly testing the endurance of you and Naruto. You panted as you used an improvised bo-staff made from a mop handle to knock the fresh pumpkin head off of a scarecrow, and slumped over, your heart beating far too fast.

There was another rustle in the bushes. "Did you hear that?" you whispered to Naruto.

He jumped back to back with you, a set of cardboard spiked knuckles clutched in his fist. "Yeah. What do you think it is? Another paper ghost? Maybe those flaming tea bags again."

The rustling came again, from a direction slightly to the left.

You threw a paper kunai and the rustling stopped, and was now behind you. Naruto punched out at the air.

Then nothing.

You traded a glance with your companion, and then the two of you gradually stepped apart to test to pull on the next sliding door of the creaky house.

There was a crack. You looked around frantically and Naruto crouched, ready to spring. Another crack.

Then a CRASH and a section of the ceiling fell in, along with a screeching, furious ball of fur. A dark colored cat fell clawing among the debris of broken wood.

But it had surprised both you and Naruto and he bumped your shoulder, so you bumped the doorway, and another panel to the left sprang open to reveal a humanoid thing draped in tattered canvas swinging towards you.

You shrieked, and then so did Naruto, jumping into your arms as a second skeletal structure sprang up from the floor and rattled towards you.

Forget the tools.

You picked up Naruto and ran.

The other obstacles seemed to blur before your eyes as you and Naruto simply outran them, tears from the speed of the wind streaming from your eyes.

The two of you crashed through a red-painted door, and screamed again as someone else did the same.

A tall figure with disheveled silver hair was draped in a white cloth with red circles painted on it. One arm was poised to cover his face.

"Kakashi-sensei?" both you and Naruto panted.

You're sensei's voice came as the figure struck a pose, arm lifted. "How did you make it here?"

You and Naruto looked at one another and then back through the door. You could still see a few bristling traps bobbing on springs or dangling on string, their momentum lost.

"I thought you said you'd never beaten this place," Naruto points from your arms, accusing, while you say, "We ran very fast."

Kakashi-sensei readjusts something over his face and when he drops his arm, his mask is back in place. "I don't need to beat it if I make it." His eyes are smiling, and you suddenly feel like you've been tricked into training.

"Even the cat?" Naruto asks.

"No, there aren't any cats," Kakashi says, and then he sighs, in a thunderous way you vaguely remember from the bell test.

"Wait, wait!" Naruto flails, almost smacking you in the eye. "Trick or treat!?"

Kakashi-sensei smiles with his eyes and then deflates and holds up two meal tickets to Naruto's favorite ramen place. "Yes, yes fine."

Naruto cheers, stuffing one into his bag, which had miraculously survived the journey through the house, and yours, which he had with his in his arms.

Kakashi-sensei gave you a knowing look though, and you felt your neck and cheeks heat. It didn't stop you from carrying a chattering Naruto out of the house and back down the hill.

[naluwalker]

Yes, I'm here again

Hey, hello, it's me again. Again with more ideas of something I'm not going to write. Again with more Zhongchi, and again with more child rearing. Only this time it's not Naruto.

I want you to understand that while I am neutral towards JK Rowling and all her controversies, the world of Harry Potter is totally different, and the love I have for that series is much more than I can explain.

So in pursuit of my love for Harry Potter and my love for Genshin and Zhongchi, I returned to release my brain bugs.

So, it's the spring of 1985 and a new family has moved into Privet Drive. All the housewives in the neighborhood gossip about the beautiful redhead who now lives at 8 Privet Drive and her mysterious husband.

The cheerful woman visits all her neighbors to greet them with a deep red soup casserole, which she claims is a recipe from her homeland, and introduces herself as Ajax.

Ajax happily tells all her gossipy neighbors about her move from Russia, her new job as an elementary school teacher, and her very handsome and charming husband, who is unfortunately stuck at work due to all the paperwork that was delayed due to the move and how a company will not go alone. The mysterious husband seems to be loaded.

Harry is indifferent until he discovers that his new neighbor is also his new math teacher, and that her children will be his classmate.

While Xiao is silent, surly, and has very scary golden eyes, his sister Tao is boisterous, talkative, and very, very creepy. Harry honestly doesn't know what to do with them, especially the girl who makes fun of him and "the woman who follows him everywhere."

One afternoon while escaping from Dudley and his friends he ends up bumping into Xiao and things don't turn out well... For Dudley. Apparently the older brother has no patience for bullies and idiots.

When Aunt Petunia invites her new teacher and her children over to discuss what happened, which is a subtle attempt to make Ajax look like a bad mother to her children while pushing an angry Uncle Vernon around, things don't go according to plan. what was planned. Because when Ajax accepts, Harry meets the most intimidating man he has ever seen in his short life.

Zhongli Huang, Ajax's husband, is tall, handsome and elegant, and together with his wife they form a beautiful picture that makes Petunia and Vernon fail in every way possible. He doesn't seem very impressed with the situation either and spends the evening subtly criticizing the Dursley couple while devoting all his attention to doting on his wife and children. In every stressful situation, Harry accidentally makes his presence known, and without realizing it, gives blackmail ammunition to the vicious redhead like a shark that smells blood.

With a few mild threats, silent blackmail, and a smile like a grave, Harry finds his life looking up when he finds himself moved across the street to a strange but loving family who treat him with more affection than he has received for as long as he can remember. Zhongli and Ajax are strange in every way possible, and Xiao and Tao are just as prone to acting outlandishly, but the way they sink into his life and heart makes things worth it.

The next few years are warm and happy, the Dursleys avoid them like the plague and Dudley can no longer get closer than six feet without some of his new brothers bristling and attacking like very violent cats. He has also discovered things about her new family, like how his parents treat gender more as a mood than as a real biological thing, or how reality seems to break down around his, but they are things that he has gotten used to and decides to do. That it really doesn't matter how strange they are, your family is your family and that's all that matters.

Then he receives a letter and discovers that he is a wizard, and he is not the only one. Xiao looks at the letter envelope as if there was a bomb inside and Tao waves his as he folds it into a pretty crane, mother and father share tea and ignore everything around them in favor of getting lost in each other's gaze while Harry suffers an existential crisis. The next day they are in Diagon Alley.

Harry ends up accepting magic as he has been accepting everything around him for the last few years, some disbelief, a lot of doubt, and what feels like an instinctive resignation that he can't escape his situation. His parents have given him many options, which include Oxford University in the future, so he just accepts the magic, since his parents seem to be on top of everything and don't mind that their three children are going to embark on what they are It is surely your new life in a magical world. Archons, he can't believe that's a real thought.

Thus, Harry embarks on a new journey away from the family home that has been taking care of him since he left the horrible Dursley home, with only the company of his beloved brothers. Or he was, until he finds out that mother, who is now dad, and father, who is now Miss Zhongli, are teachers at his new magical school.

Once again, he resigns himself to what his life has been like for six years and moves on. Meanwhile, neither Hogwarts, nor Vondermort, nor even Dumbledore know what has fallen into their laps: A very battlesexual former herald, his very permissive divine husband, they overly diligent and surly eldest son, and they mischievously chaotic and eccentric youngest daughter.

[sasukesun]

https://www.tumblr.com/sasukesun/725726561326841856/i-find-it-annoying-as-cuck-when-people-act-like?source=share

I saw this and agree and need to rant. Yes she's came to appreciate his strength and wants him to achieve his dream yet at the same time Naruto does anything Naruto she yells and acts like she's better than him and uses violence not just for comedy reasons. Someone said that Sakura just mothers Naruto which is not the case she just acts like that since she thinks she's better.

There were only just a few moments when Sakura's anger towards Naruto's actions was justified but her violent outbursts in reaction are not justified no matter the case. Like when Naruto made fun of Lee and Sakura just straight up punched him for doing that despite she did the same before.

She come to respect Naruto's strength like the villagers did but not Naruto as who he is. She is just like the other villagers. Which is why no one understands him and despite wanting to help him out they do so in the wrong ways or say wrong things to him. They see him as a hero or future Hokage so do things to help the hero they want him to be but not Naruto the person who he is.

Naruto didn't call villagers out for their bad mistreatment of himself so why would Naruto call Sakura's behavior out? Even during her confession when she said exactly what Naruto was afraid of that idea that people only like him because he's now a hero he didn't even call those words out he just told her not to lie about her feelings towards Sasuke.

Naruto and Sakura as best friends never works. Sakura as the smart mother hen never works. Because this is not who they are. She is like the rest of the villagers. Only difference is she was closer to Naruto in that they were on the same team and since Naruto is the main character he wants everyone to get along. There was never an indication where Sakura made correct observation about Naruto as a person. She always related his actions to herself whether it was about bringing Sasuke back or thinking Naruto would accept that very bad confession. At the end she respects his Hokage hero dream and that's it. She does not understand him and I don't know how Naruto puts up with it all.

i feel bad when people write me rants and i only reply “i agree” but… i totally agree! i’ve talked about naruto and sakura’s relationship many times before, and i surely mentioned that sakura is pretty much like any other konoha ninja, naruto basically has to prove himself and earn her respect, she does not see him as a person, even her fake confession is about sasuke being a criminal and naruto being a hero. and even among konoha people, naruto has better relationships with other characters like sai, shikamaru and neji, those characters have supported naruto more than sakura and there is also the fact that she resents him for being more capable than her and, of course, getting sasuke’s love and attention. i don’t know if sakura really believes she is better than naruto, she seems very aware that she can’t do much, but she is insecure, so she tries to compensate that, that’s why she brags a lot, but she ends up being all talking and no doing. i also agree with what you said about her violence, it’s nowhere near justified… she punches naruto because sai called ino beautiful like- and it wouldn’t make sense of naruto to call her out for her bullshit when he doesn’t hold anyone accountable for how they treated him… maybe that could be the case if kishimoto didn’t make him so repressed, but i understand why that was never written. again, i agree with everything you said.

[cubur]

Hi Cubur♡♡, I would like to be able to give you a hug and be able to be your friend so I can listen to everything you have to say, please don't stay silent, if you need to say something, don't hold back. I'm one of the anons who long ago told you "you are the first Naruto artist I have ever met" and the truth is that I think you are an incredible person, your art always makes me happy and I love how you manage to capture all the emotions of the ship and the characters. You also sometimes remind me of Sasuke, such a magnificent and good character to whom many bad things happened, but although he often wanted to do things alone, he still had Naruto who was never going to leave him. I hope one day you find your Naruto. I want you to know that there are many people who love you, many people who you make happy, maybe not all of us know you but I know that if I did I wouldn't be disappointed because you are a good person, with deep thoughts, you seem like someone who likes to look out the window and think about life, that is, you are someone super interesting. And I also wanted to tell you that many times I have felt sad, I have even come to think that without me the world would not change or that maybe they would miss me but that after a while they would forget about me, but then I found my Naruto or rather my Guy since I'm more like Kakashi, but thanks to that person and other things that I later realized, I decided to study Psychology, this way I can help others like they helped me. If I had the appropriate knowledge I would also help you but the truth is that I speak Spanish and my English is not very good, and I would also be afraid to tell you something that is not since I'm still studying. So as an anonymous friend I wanted to tell you that you also helped me in sad moments, and without you realizing it, that's why I feel that many times help comes from anywhere and that even the smallest things can save our lives.

Sorry for writing so much, I hope I haven't bothered you, thank you for all your effort, te quiero♡ and please don't let your light go out

Hi there！ Well, I just don't know what to say right now… Since I'm usually the one who writes such long articles, it seems a bit strange to receive a message like this now ^^;！

(sorry this will be a bit long)

First of all, I sincerely appreciate that you're thinking so positively about me. I'm not sure if you'd still think that way if you knew me in real life though… I mean i'm actually quite a regular person contrary to what you guys think. Hmm (probably not everyone thinks about committing suicide or deleting everything every day) so yea, maybe not so regular…… But sure that I'm not as great as you guys think. Look I can't even solve my personal/emotional problems by keeping my mouth shut. Why is it so hard to keep going when it's so easy to leave everything? Idk… But still, it feels good now to hear that even someone like me made someone happy！I know very well what this feeling is like *since i'm still someone's fan* So I'm glad i can still make someone feel this way！I mentioned earlier that i feel closer to Sasuke's character. But I can never imagine i have a personality like Sasuke, not that strong pls x) …or maybe we can be the same in terms of psychological. I mean i could probably lose my mind too if i lost my loved ones. Yes, I often get messages like this, "you can write me if you need someone, I can listen you, don't be silent, tell me, trust me" etc. And I would like to talk to you guys but…… my problem is I have a really difficult time trusting people, and when I do, i don't even want to share them with others. This goes for everyone I love …even my pets. I know how selfish that sounds. But I accidentally read a turkish quote about this today. "Uçarken görüp uçmasına aşık olduğunu, sevdin diye kafese koyma". So if I can translate it right, it says "Don't put it in a cage just because you saw it flying and fell in love with its flight". I have no right to do this i know, that's why i'm trying to change myself though it's hard. Maybe if I take some healthier steps about communicating, my psychological state will start to improve, even if it is a little bit, who knows. Gotta start somewhere…

Oh but everyone wants a Naruto in their life, right?? Well, no one knows what the future will bring to us. Yes we are all hope for something about our future, but those things may not be the right path for us (even if we don't know it), so over time obstacles will come our way that we cannot prevent even if we wanted to, and eventually we will realize sooner or later that we are in a dead end, and need to change our path …in the most painful way. About me, I still don't know if i'm in the decision stage yet… But at least now I know that when things start to get clearer, I'll accept them without questioning why.

Just, you don't know how much I appreciate your willingness to help me. So thank you for all your kind thoughts here and taking the time to write me all this！I'm grateful！！🙏

And ok, this is not a promise but, I'll keep running as much as i can to avoid losing that little light at the end of the tunnel…

[team7-headquarter]

Cute moments of platonic Team 7 + details :

The members of Team 7 often inspire Sai to do some sketches by pure accident. It's not that they are attractive (they are) and it's not about the important moments— He just likes the color palettes, the interesting poses, the emotions surrounding them. He collected them and made birthday gifts out of them, so his friends could see themselves through his eyes. He was told it was a perfect gift and he was pleased to know it brought them closer together, still. Sasuke was surprised to get one but utterly grateful, Naruto has his on his office with some of the works in frames and Sakura cried when she received hers; she keeps it on her bedside table.

It's not rare for Naruto to send some of his shadow clones to be with his friends when he feels tired from work. He knows that virtually it'd only tired him more, but even if it's only sitting beside Sasuke or quietly chatting with Sakura or watching Sai paint, it makes him feel less raw. Reminds him of the reason to work so hard. Every now and then the real Naruto knocks on their doors or windows or appears next to them, moments that made them grateful and when they make sure that he's eating well (cook for him) or resting well (taking naps) or relaxing (silly competitions or games). Everyone feels more at home when Naruto is around.

Sasuke has a mental catalogue of places that reminds him of each of his teammates— even Sai. He didn't do it on purpose, but he can't help to associate, to connect the dots: Where there are sunsets of glowing orange with the sun shining above, the wind forcing forward and carrying the echo of laughters and joy; on those fields of flowers covering upturned ground, climbing the side of impossibly high mountains, gently swinging in the breeze and sharing their perfume; inky nights that made of the world a drawing under the white moon, rivers of fat brush strokes and stars of pointy delicacy and fine details everywhere. No one knows about the specifics, but once Sasuke blushed when Naruto asked him if he thinks of them while traveling, and the confirmation was so sweet it filled their hearts with love.

Sakura has memorized a lot of info about them through the years, which makes her feel really shy because she doesn't want to sound creepy, but she can't help to notice the things that made them who they are. Not only stuff related to their health, but their favorite food and drinks, which places they like the best, where they feel comfortable, what triggers them, when they need space or company, favorite colors and animals and what type of music they like, etc. She thinks they don't notice how often she comes out of her way to arrange things to their liking, but they know and love her for that.