#itachi uchiha headcanons

[ayyyez]

What are the MOST random headcanons you have for Itachi, Neji and Sasuke?

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A/N: oh this is fun it gives me lots to think about. Thanks for the request.

TAGS: general headcanons, some get a little suggestive but nothing too descriptive, mentions of kissing, cuddling, fluff

CHARACTERS: Itachi Uchiha, Neji Hyuga, Sasuke Uchiha

ITACHI UCHIHA

When he finally manages to get glasses he is notorious for forgetting to wear them at first.

He had grown so accustomed to not wearing them and squinting at everthing he forgets he doesn't need to anymore lol.

Is that person who drinks water over other beverages.

Enjoys reading for long periods of time. Like could just spend the whole day reading away. Is the type to read books in one sitting, taking breaks to make tea and snack only.

Enjoys having company while reading though.

A nice cuddle. A thigh touching or even just one of you splayed over the other. The warmth and touch is nice.

Secretly likes being fussed over by a s/o since he spends a lot of time fussing over his loved ones.

NEJI HYUGA

Gets a bit stressed when things aren't done a certain way but he's grown up in an evironment where he's learnt he needs to internalise everything.

Voicing his opinions even when they come across kind of harsh actually mean Neji is comfortable enough to voice his concerns with you.

Even if it is 'How can you just leave all of your dirty laundry on the floor?' completely exasperated. He's not trying to judge you or be rude he's just- he can't leave it like this.

He can't have things out of place, they have to go where they belong which is the laundry basket.

His ears a sensitive. Not necessarily in a sexual way (it can be though) even brushing a finger against them and he flinches and shivers.

If you whisper into his ear or kiss it and you two are intimate and you're getting a shiver and blush from him immediately. Maybe a gasp too.

SASUKE UCHIHA

Naturally runs cold—I'm talking his hands, his feet, all naturally are colder to the touch.

This only changes when he actively infuses chakra and perfroms jutsu which warms him some. It's very interesting notice when you touch his hands those different times.

It's likely you run warmer (even if you run cold too. He's real cold).

He seeks out physical touch. Boys touch starved. But won't ask for it. Doesn't know how to unless there's been years of patience, teaching and allowing him to go at his own pace.

Likes to sit up high in trees on the branches. One rare occassions he'll let his legs dangle over the edge because it reminds him of being a kid again. Won't tell anyone that though.

Tried using styling products in his hair once (ones with a wax consistancy) but he hated how it felt in his hands. His face cringed so hard that by the time he smeared it through his hair and tried to do something with it he had given up completely. BIG POUTY FACE IN THE MIRROR.

Secretly likes having his cheeks squished and kissed by you if you're intimate but in private, not in public.

[nakaharaass]

Losing your virginity with Itachi headcanons

a/n: last month i started watching Shippuden for the first time (I read almost all the manga like ten years ago), and I've fallen again in the Itachi phase I went through back then. Also, English is not my mother tongue, so there might be spelling or grammar mistakes, or weird expressions. Likes and reblogs are appreciated! ♡

Characters: Itachi Uchiha.

Genre: nsfw, a bit fluff.

Warnings: fem!reader, penetration, oral sex (fem receiving). (Tell me if I should add something else).

Wordcount: 1.1k

You knew each other since you were kids. At first you were friends, but your relationship evolved, and now you’re lovers.

I can’t imagine Itachi having sporadic encounters. I see him as somebody who wants the whole relationship experience. If you want his body, you must accept him as your boyfriend.

That being said, your first time was also his first time.

Up until now, you have made out with each other, but things have never gone any further.

It was you who proposed doing something more. Itachi is very respectful, and he didn’t want to pressure you, so he had never said anything before

In the middle of your make out session, you wanted to do more, and he eagerly agreed.

Itachi keeps things simple on your first time: missionary style in a bed. There will be more times to experiment, now he wants to play safe. Plus, he thinks it’s a pretty intimate position, that allows you to look at each other. He doesn’t want to miss any of your reactions.

No doubts that while he was in Anbu, Kakashi lent him some of his erotic novels. That’s all his previous knowledge.

Lots of kissing while you undress each other. Itachi is going to take his sweet time admiring every inch of your body. And he constantly compliments you, saying how beautiful you are.

He’s completely selfless in bed, and he cares more about you own pleasure than his own. And this is a special occasion, so he’ll worship you as you deserve.

I picture him as a boob guy, so he’s going to pay a considerable amount of attention to each one. He massages one, rubbing the nipple, while he sucks and kisses the other one, slightly biting your other nipple.

Then he continues going down your body, and he eats you until you cum at least twice. He wants you to get really wet for what’s coming later.

As it’s his first time, his skills may not be the best yet. But being a ninja, he has full knowledge of the human body, and he definitely knows where the clit is.

He’s also very intuitive, and he will pay attention to all your reactions, and see what works out and what doesn’t.

While he’s eating you, he loves looking up at you and see your boobs, and your facial expressions of pleasure.

Please, pull his hair. It turns him on.

Then he introduces two fingers and starts carefully stretching you a little.

I didn’t say it before, but he’s consent king. Every time he’s doing something different, he’s asking you if you’re comfortable or if you want to stop.

No, but really, you may even think that he’s asking you too many times.

“Please, stop talking, and do something else with your tongue.”

jk, but if you say something like that, while grabbing his hair and guiding him back to your pussy, he will get incredibly turned on.

Please, moan his name, it’s music to his ears. It also boosts his ego thinking that he’s the one making you say such lewd noises.

He has to force himself to stop eating you. He could do it all day because you taste sooo good. He has found his new favourite dessert.

Once he’s done with you down there, he gets ready to get inside you.

He asks you once more if you want to continue.

When you agree, he slips his dick along your slit, before getting slowly inside you. At the same time, he incessantly kisses your lips and your neck, while massaging your boobs. He understands that getting used to his size may be a bit uncomfortable for you, so he wants you to be as excited as possible.

Talking about size, his girth is average, but it’s a bit longer (16.5 – 17cm), with the head slightly curved upwards. Perfect to hit all the right spots.

Once he gets fully in you, he stops so you get used to the new feeling. He continues kissing you, with brief pauses to praise you, and tell you how much of a good job you’re doing. He’s very vocal praising you.

When you move your hips wanting more, he gets the hint, and he starts a slow but constant pace.

Itachi’s on cloud nine. He can’t believe how good it feels to be inside you, how well your walls adapt to him. But he has to use every ounce of self-control to not go any faster. The last thing he wants is to hurt you.

More kisses all over your upper body. He will leave hickeys too.

He wants to hear you moaning his name.

Bonus points if you pull his hair or scratch his back.

Dirty talk too. While he thrusts into you, and rubs your nipple, he whispers in your ear how much of a good girl you are, with that soft and low voice of his.

He smirks if he notices that his voice increases your arousal.

He pays attention to your expression when he thrusts into you. When he notices that spot that makes you moan his name even louder, he makes it his mission to hit it constantly.

When you’re close, he rubs your clit to increase your pleasure.

He won’t cum until you do it first.

He doesn’t moan much during sex, but he lets a low one escape when he’s done.

When you two are done, he will slowly pull out of you. It’s your first time, so he’s being extremely nice. There will be more times in the future to overstimulate you (this boy is already planning things 🤭).

King of aftercare (is there anything he’s not king of?)

Lots of kissing and cuddling. It’s ok if you doze off a bit, but he won’t let you fell asleep. At least you have to get up and pee. He read that it’s healthier to do it after having sex, so you can’t refuse.

He also brings you water, and some snacks if you tell him that you’re feeling hungry. He starts preparing a hot bath for you two.

He cleans you up thoroughly before you get into the bath (think about Japanese baths), and he uses this as an excuse to caress and massage again every inch of your body. He will melt if you do the same to him (poor baby is touch starved 🥺) (I promise to write something where reader worships him because he deserves it).

You take a long bath. He embraces you, and he lovingly caresses your tummy, while you draw circles on his forearms.

Itachi is on seventh heaven. He wishes this moment to last forever.

You get out when the water starts to cool. You go to bed and cuddle until you fall asleep.

[yu-huuuu]

[🌸]… minors go back 🤺🤺🤺 gO BAAAAAAAACK 🤺🤺🤺🤺🤺🤺🤺

genre: smut & fluff

warnings: yall this thing is short 🗣️

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Itachi knows that sometimes he can't be the best lover.

Sometimes his lungs fail, and he can't make love to you as much as he would like. He knows that even if he wished with all his might, it would be impossible.

So, as compensation, he leans you over the nearest surface and lowers himself to the level of your cute pussy to blow a bit before starting to lick you.

It's practical and simple. He doesn't need to exert much physical effort to leave you trembling from how sensitive your little hole becomes for the continuous licking over your sensitive clitoris.

Of course, he wishes it weren't so. Itachi sometimes wishes he had enough stamina to continuously fill you with his semen. He wishes he didn't suffer from the illness that afflicts his lungs.

He wishes he could put you in different positions to continue stimulating and violating your sensitive G-spot from different angles while you beg him between gasps and moans to slow down.

But those are just wishes, fantasies, he knows it. At least they’ll be until you two find a cure for his illness.

For now, Itachi will do what he does best: lick your pussy until he almost leaves you unconscious for the pleasure.

lmao

write nsfw it’s actually funny… pfff—

tagssss : @itami-uchiha-19 ,, @distelsterncat (maybe u would like read something ??) ,, @dabilove27 ,, @uchihaharlot ,, @radika376 ,, @saintrocklee

Just tagging some people since there aren't many ita–ita writings🥺🥺like where is everyone ??

[vulpisnocturna]

hi ! I’m not sure if you are taking requests but if you are , could I request a fem reader x itachi NSFW where she squirts on him during sex? I wonder how he’d react HAHA thank you sm <3

Hi lovely, I’d be happy to. My requests are in fact open, so drop them :) 

NSFW - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Word count: 2958

Warnings: Thigh riding, afab reader, jealousy, make up sex (?), squirting, creampie, bratting, soft dom Itachi, praise kink, dirty talk, overstimulation

You had been at the party for two hours at most, and yet, it seemed like a lifetime. The argument kept replaying in your head. You hadn’t meant to snap at him as you had, but Itachi could be a handful at times. 

Overprotective, you thought. You had been cruel, though. Told him you wanted some air, because he was stifling you with his overprotectiveness. You liked that side of him, but you had only been arguing about you wearing a short skirt. Itachi didn’t care what you wore. He wasn’t like that. What he did care about, however, was you being by yourself if you were going out in revealing clothes. He would pester you with requests to accompany you, to protect you, and what if some prick tried something, and who will be there to make sure you’re alright. Sometimes, you just wanted to go out with your friends and not worry that Itachi would be chewing his own fingers at home, deranged with worry about not being there to make sure you were “protected”. He trusted very few people, and that meant that he did not particularly trust the people who were going to be at the party. Which made things all the more complicated. 

You downed another shot of peach liquor, your tongue darting to lick the edge of the small glass cup. Fuck Itachi and his old school chivalry, you thought. You wanted to get drunk, laugh a little and forget about your mother hen of a boyfriend. 

Itachi was indeed at home, but he was not chewing his own fingers. He was pacing around the room, looking at the empty wall of notifications every three minutes, tapping the back of the phone with his fingers, his jaw tight. He hadn’t meant to stifle you. He was just worried, because your friends always got too drunk and lost sight of you. Because someone might try something. Was it wrong of him to be worried? Was it wrong to want to make sure you were alright? 

‘Fuck it’ he murmured, pulling a pair of jeans on and grabbing his keys. Ah, you were not as good as he was at finding things out. You had once again forgotten to turn your location off. He was going to go to the party himself. To apologise for his behaviour, if anything. Not that anything as clearly in line with the attitude he had been scolded for would be an apology, he thought dimly. No matter. He’d make it up to you. He’d apologise. Or you could just have angry sex, the kind you’d always have after your scarce arguments, with sloppy make out sessions, and you would be a brat and taunt him, and he would make sure all of your anger was released, orgasm after orgasm. And then he’d apologise. 

When he got to the party and knocked on the door, your friend Kurenai opened the door. She was swaying lightly, but she looked at him, as though seeing a ghost. 

‘Itachi- hi’ she said. Ah, so you’d told them about the argument. That made him grit his teeth. He didn’t like your private business being aired like the morning news. He did not like other people butting in.

‘Hello. May I come in?’ he asked, flashing a tight-lipped smile, quick as lightning. Kurenai nodded slowly, keeping the door open. 

Itachi did not like being so jealous. He didn’t like the tightness and warmth in his gut at the sight of any man talking to you, being too friendly. But he had gotten so lucky in being able to call you his, and he didn’t want to lose you. Was terrified of it. 

When he saw your white haired friend leaning into you, making you laugh, whispering something in your ear, he saw red. He knew that lazy smile and hooded eyes, that casual and yet so artificial lean into someone. He was flirting. He wanted you. He was practically leering at you, stealing glances at the generous view of your cleavage your red top offered. Itachi ground his teeth, schooling his face into a mask of coldness as he approached you.

He snaked a hand around your waist, and you startled, looking up at him. 

‘Hello, my love’ he said, kissing the top of your head and shooting a meaningful look at the guy you were talking to. He seemed bored, his heavy-lidded eyes scanning his face, assessing him. Itachi tilted his head, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around your waist.

‘Itachi- what are you doing here?’ you said, a slight slurring in your voice. He flashed you a lazy smirk.

‘I missed you, of course. Let’s go home’ he said. You swallowed, your tongue darting to lick your cherry red lips. Your perfume seeped into his nose, so sweet and intoxicating, warming his body. Something floral like orange blossoms and yet slightly darker, sensual. He wanted to lick it off your throat.

You swallowed, the scent of his cologne making your lower stomach tighten. So dark and masculine, warm and soft. He had gone and stalked you. And he had just gotten there when Kakashi was talking to you, trying to strike a conversation. God knew what he was thinking. But you knew he was angry, you could tell from the possessiveness of his hold on you, even though his body language was completely relaxed, friendly, personable. 

You decided going home would be fine. Seeing him there, with that expression, told you enough. There would be very angry sex coming your way. Tipsy as you were, frustrated as you were, you were going to give him what he had bought with his jealousy. You were going to push all the buttons. 

‘What if I wanted to stay?’ you asked, prying his fingers from your waist and flashing him a smirk. He stared at you, his obsidian eyes gleaming with anger.

‘I’m afraid you will have to come home’ he said, leaning into your ear, his words now a mere whisper, his breath fanning your throat.

‘You don’t want to tease me, my love. You know what happens when you’re too much of a brat’ he breathed, only for you to hear. You squirmed, your eyes widening. He would not make you cum. Or he would make you cum so many times that at the end, you’d be screaming and crying from how sensitive and overwrought you were. You swallowed, nodding slowly. There would be other buttons to push. 

‘Let’s go’ you said, and he smiled, self-satisfied, whisking you away towards the door. Itachi led you to his car, parked out front, and opened the door for you. You sat on the passenger seat, your naked thighs clinging to the leather. He got in, putting his seatbelt on and leaning to do the same with you. You turned your head, staring outside, your legs away from him. If he was going to be a stalker, you would just ignore him. See how angry he got.

But he was completely silent. Your mind was hyperaware of the danger.  You were treading on dangerous waters.

‘So… you stalked me’ you said after a while, ‘because you are jealous’

He didn’t answer, but his fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his other hand changing gear with a rigid movement.

You sighed, leaning back, spreading your legs. 

‘You know what, Itachi? You’re all bark and no bite’ you said, trailing your hand up your thighs. Itachi’s eyes darted to you, his mouth twisting in anger. 

‘Do not even try’ he said, his voice low and dark.

You smirked lazily, the alcohol in your system emboldening you. You stroked your labia through the damp knickers, sighing softly. Itachi groaned, snatching your hand.

‘Are you so intent on being a disobedient slut?’ he asked, stopping at a red light. He looked at you, the red glow of the tail lights of the car in front of you enhancing the beauty of his chiselled face.

‘What if I am?’ you asked, putting your other hand between your thighs. Itachi clucked his tongue, swatting your hand away and replacing it with his. You whimpered as his fingers caressed you, rubbing circles around your clit.

‘Look at you. Already wet. Or is it for your friend?’ he drawled, spitting out the last word as though it was derogatory. You bit your lip, leaning your head against the headrest. 

‘What if it was?’ you taunted, and his jaw tightened, his fingers retreating to change gear again and move past the green light.

‘I see. You’re being impertinent now. Trying to make me lose control’ he said, turning into your street. 

‘We’ll see’ he only said after a few seconds, turning his head to park the car. You scoffed.

‘We’ll see what now?’ you taunted, dangerously poking the rattlesnake. 

‘How quickly I can make you beg’ he drawled as he stopped the car and gripped your jaw.

‘You think I will beg?’ you hissed back. You knew it would happen. You just wanted to make him even more angry. When your sweet, loving boyfriend got possessive and snapped, it made for mind-blowing sex.

‘I know you will. I look forward to seeing just how loud your whines will get’ he said against your lips, releasing your seatbelt. 

‘You will have to wait a while, then’ you said, getting out of the car, knowing it frustrated him when you didn’t wait for him to open your door. All his chivalry, and he still called you a slut in bed. What a dichotomy, you thought.

He still walked around the car to you, putting a hand on the small of your back and pushing you towards the door. He opened it swiftly, shutting the door and trapping you against you.

‘You liked having your friend leer at you? You like taunting me, don’t you? Why don’t I give you a taste of your own medicine?’ he hissed against your throat, nipping and sucking harshly. You moaned, his dark and possessive voice going straight to your lower stomach, making your knees weak.

‘I don’t’ you said, trying to touch him. 

‘You do not get to touch me. Going out like this… you like them looking at you? You like how they want you? You think they could make you feel what I make you feel? They have no idea how to handle little brats like you. But I know just what you need’ he said, pulling your top over your head, practically ripping the bralette off of you. 

You kicked off your heels, suddenly much shorter than him. He was much more imposing like this, but it only made you wetter. 

He dragged you to the sofa and onto his lap, over his thigh, pinning your arms behind your back, his other hand around your throat, fingers pushing on your jaw.

‘Fuck yourself on my thigh, little slut’ he commanded, tensing his muscles. You whimpered, your skirt hiking up to reveal your lacy knickers as you rolled your hips, grinding against him. The friction made your clit pulse steadily, and you moaned, eyes closing, quivering breaths as you rutted against him. 

‘Such a pretty slut. Did you imagine they would let you ride them like this?’ he asked, lapping at your nipples, sucking them into his warm mouth. 

‘Itachi-‘ you moaned, your hips twitching against him, the orgasm building in your stomach.

‘Answer me’ 

‘I wanted to do it with you. I wanted this’ you breathed, your voice strained with the pressure on your neck. He scoffed, licking your sternum.

‘You wanted me to treat you like a little slut? How filthy’ he groaned, sucking on the globes of your breasts.

‘Itachi- Gonna cum’ you whined, your hips jerking, the pressure in your lower stomach releasing. You let out a loud cry, hanging your head against his shoulder, panting, tiredly slowing down your movements. But Itachi seemed to have other plans for you.

‘Who said you could stop? You want to be treated like a slut? Then keep moving. I’m not done with you, little brat’ he said, forcibly moving your hips, without giving your aching clit a break.

‘’tachi, please’ 

‘Already? You are truly shameless. All your big talk, and look at you. Begging already, and I haven’t even touched between your legs. Such a desperate little girl’ he taunted, still pushing your hips back and forth, moving his thigh at the same time.

You didn’t care about what you had said. You just needed him to fuck you, or feel his tongue against your dripping cunt. And despite feeling so sensitive, the pain was only heightening the knot already forming in your stomach, making you gasp as you sought your own pleasure again, riding him shamelessly, broken pleas pouring out of your lips.

‘That’s my little brat. I knew you could take another one. It won’t be the last one, either’ he said, and finally, his thumb swiped at your damp clit, stroking as he hummed.

‘Itachi- I need you’ you whined, tears welling up in your eyes, your chest heaving as your thighs trembled.

‘Good girl’ he breathed, his hand palming his cock. You moaned, your own pleasure heightening at the sight of him touching himself as he looked at you and tortured your clit until you begged again and again. 

‘Cum on my thigh again, little brat’ he said, snaking his hand under your knickers and touching your clit, flicking it. You quivered violently, nails cutting into your palm as you came so hard you saw white. 

‘What a mess you made’ he clucked his tongue smugly, ‘drenching my thigh’ 

You looked down, a flush creeping up your neck as you eyed the wet stain on his thigh. You’d squirted on him. You’d never done that before. Did he… was he disgusted by it? 

‘I’m sor-‘

‘My little slut is so desperate. So needy’ he cooed, lifting you up and pushing you down on the sofa, lifting your hips and stroking your ass. You turned to look at him, and he took off his trousers and your underwear, lining himself with your entrance, rubbing his cock up and down your drenched cunt.

‘Are you going to cum around my cock and squirt again? Tell me, would any of your friends be able to make you do that?’ he crooned, pushing the head of his cock inside the slippery mess you had made. 

‘No. Only you, ‘tachi’ you keened, gripping the rough fabric of the sofa, pushing your ass into him.

‘That’s my good girl. Only mine. Only I can do that to you’ he said, his cock slipping in with so much ease that it was buried to the hilt in a mere second. He moaned, raking your hips, pushing them into him, drawing a whimper from you.

‘So fucking wet. So tight. You take me so well’ he praised, bottoming out and thrusting back in, his cock brushing against your g-spot, making you whine and push your hips back in time with his relentless thrusts.

‘You belong to me. Say it’ he groaned, slapping into you, rocking your body back and forth. His cock pounded against your cervix, making you whine desperately.

‘I’m yours. I’m yours’ you repeated, moaning his name like a prayer. 

‘Good. You look so pretty like this. So sweet’ he continued, his hand hooking underneath your stomach and rolling your clit between his long, elegant fingers.

‘Itachi! Please… more. More’ you gasped, a loud moan tearing through you as his hand wrapped around your hair, fisting it and pulling.

‘My greedy little girl. I want you to cum around my cock, my love. I want to feel how tight you are for me’ he grunted, voice sinful and mellow, coaxing you into acquiescing to his every demand. His cock was pounding into your g-spot, his fingers working your clit until you were shaking uncontrollably underneath him, gasping and moaning with every thrust. The knot in your stomach snapped, and you clamped around him, drawing a broken moan from him as he gripped your hip so hard he’d leave bruises. 

‘Itachi- fuck’ you cried out, his erratic thrusts heightening the pleasure. He stilled inside you, thrusting deep into you before he came with a soft moan. He was panting softly, lazily pushing into you as though making sure not a drop of his cum would trickle out of you.

‘Fuck’ he murmured, slowly slipping out of you. You collapsed on the sofa, panting, your hair clinging to your face. 

‘Let me get you cleaned up, my love’ he murmured after a few minutes, disappearing, only to come back with a warm, damp towel and gently clean between your legs and on your thighs.

He picked you up, kissing your forehead before he carried you to your bedroom. He slipped your skirt off you, helping you get into one of his shirts.

‘I’m sorry, my love. I hate arguing with you. I trust you’ he said, kissing your forehead, your lips, the tip of your nose. You couldn’t help but smile tiredly.

‘I’m sorry for working you up’ you said, though you weren’t really. You were sore and thoroughly satisfied, and the alcohol in your system was making you sleepy. 

‘Are you now?’ he flicked your forehead, tearing a soft laugh from you.

‘Not really. But I don’t like arguing with you, either. I like the make up sex though’ you said. He put on a pair of trousers, pulling the duvet down and draping his arms around you.

‘Troublesome girl’ he chuckled, stroking small circles on your upper arm. You smirked, your eyes closed.

‘You like it’ you said. 

‘I love it. Love you’ he replied, stroking your hair, lulling you into sleep. 

[peeponastick]

Touch My Soul, Pt. 1

Uchiha Itachi x fem!Reader

Word count: 1.6K

Rating: This will be a NSFW 18+ multi-part fic. Part 1 doesn't have any outright explicit content tho. Part 2 here

cw/tw: SPOILERS, mentions of sexual harassment (Hidan is a skeevy perv), emotional turmoil, angst?, sexual tension (but nothing actually happens sorry to edge y’all), major eye contact, like way too much eye contact reader and itachi are basically eye fucking each other 90% of the fic, dramatic asf I can't help myself im sorry

Idk what im doing This is my first time writing and really being on tumblr in general, please let me know if I missed any tags or if you have any advice!! 

not canon at all (but SPOILERS!!!!) pls humor me, everyone in the Akatsuki is alive and led by Madara/Tobi

Synopsis: Madara, the elusive figurehead of the Akatsuki, is an ambitious yet paranoid man. That’s why he has you, as a security measure, given your secret jutsu that allows you to see into people’s souls to confirm their true intentions. When Itachi Uchiha shows up to join the Akatsuki, what will you see behind his obsidian eyes?

Exhausted. Another cross-country mission with pain in the ass Hidan was just what the doctor ordered for your repressed rage and depression living in basically a wet cave with the rest of these jerks. You tried your best, you really did, to not let any emotions slip through the cracks of your cold facade. Some of them had better qualities than others, but none of your fellow Akatsuki members were people you felt particularly amiable towards.

Most of them viewed you as Madara’s stone-cold right hand, his own personal weapon. He trusted you more than any other member, and that fact alone was enough to instill a certain kind of fear in the hearts of every other Akatsuki member. And you know what, good. The more you kept your distance, the better. 

Though your body ached with fatigue upon returning to headquarters, your senses immediately picked up a foreign energy hanging in the air– a presence. Not ominous per se, but definitely a palpable and strong chakra signature.

Leaving Hidan’s perverted requests to join him for some “one-on-one post-mission relaxation time” behind, you made your way to Madara, the chakra getting stronger the closer you got. 

There he was. 

Your breath hitched as your eyes set on a statuesque man standing across from Madara, his tousled, raven-black hair draped around his stunning face and strong shoulders. A lifetime of stress and hardship left evidence of weariness across his features, and yet his eyes still sparkled with a fierce softness, framed by a set of beautiful, thick lashes.

He was so... pretty. Your eyes dropped down to his lips, then his chest downward as you began to drink him in, feeling flushed with an unfamiliar warm tingling the longer you studied him.

He glanced at you with his penetrating eyes, your cheeks burned at being caught in your lustful admiration. Without a doubt, it was Itachi Uchiha standing next to Madara, a solemn look spread across his delicate face.

You’d seen him in the bingo book before, but all the talk you had heard didn’t compare to standing in the same room as him. It was intriguing, though, for someone with such a reputation, and clearly such immense power, his energy didn’t feel threatening or overbearing to you.

Madara raised a hand to Itachi, finally pulling your gaze away from him, before walking over to you. 

“I’m sure you’ve completed the tasks assigned to you, y/n, correct?” Madara asked rhetorically.

You had never failed him, it was important for you to maintain your position in his eyes. Your usual self would have made a sardonic remark about your disdain for working with Hidan again, how a pet rock would have been just as helpful with none of the sexual harassment. But, with the third party in the room, you simply nodded while maintaining your cold, detached demeanor.

“Good, I have another task for you then,” Madara commanded lowly in his deep, chilling voice, pointing his chin in Itachi’s direction.

“This is y/n,” Madara announced, gesturing in your direction as you followed him towards Itachi.

“She’ll just perform a little security check if you don’t mind, nothing personal. I am interested in your usefulness, but I just like to be sure of who I’m working with, I’m sure you can understand. After all, ‘clan killer’ doesn’t exactly have a trustworthy ring to it, now does it?” Madara taunted.

Itachi’s beautiful, brown eyes glinted with an undetectable emotion before connecting with yours, and again you began feeling the wave of heat washing over you.

What was this?! Some sort of jutsu he was using on you?? No.. my god, had it really been that long since you’d been attracted to someone? 

Snapping out of your embarrassing realization about your pitiful sex life, you cleared your throat as you pulled yourself together to perform your special jutsu. Your specialty was energy and emotions– detecting, reading, transmuting. This made you very handy to Madara, after all, knowing what’s inside someone’s soul makes it much easier to manipulate them and offer them what they want to hear, in exchange for whatever Madara wants or needs.

Your secret jutsu was something you dreaded performing. You were incredibly sensitive and receptive to energy, so oftentimes it would leave you completely drained and horrified— seeing all of the vile things people have done, let happen to others, things people buried and hid deep within themselves. It was a lot to witness and take in, and have to maintain your icy demeanor on top of that, lest Madara begin to question you. 

After weaving the hand signs, you hid the nerves buzzing in your body as you approached Itachi to place your hands on either side of his lean, muscular shoulders and touch your forehead to his. By the power of your jutsu, you were transported into Itachi’s soulscape, where you’d be able to confirm for Madara upon exiting, Itachi’s true intentions and trustworthiness as an Akatsuki member. 

Given what you had heard about Itachi, you braced yourself upon entering his soulscape, but were totally unprepared for what you saw.

Time stopped as you and Itachi stood under an endless blue sky painted with magnificent rolling waves of white clouds. The sound of rushing water caught your attention as you looked behind you to notice you were standing several paces away from the edge of a breathtaking waterfall. The cascading water plummeted down the carved earth into pools of emerald green.

Peace. You felt peace standing in this supposed monster’s soul? Itachi stood silent, his eyes intensely watching you as you began to take in more of your surroundings. You’d never seen or felt anything like this, this energy was so.. pure. 

Taking a moment to gather all the information flooding your senses, you turned to look at Itachi as tears pricked your eyes. Your heart broke as you began to fully understand and feel the weight of what he’d been through– what he’d been forced to do, and how much of a monster he believed he was because of it. You felt a gut-wrenching familiarity that ignited an inferno in your own soul, pulling you to him like a magnet and calling you to embrace him and never let go.

“Itachi, I-” you moved close to him, your mind racing as you tried to process the truth, “I’m so sorry, for everything you’ve been through.” You delicately placed a hand on his cheek while looking deep into his gorgeous eyes. His demeanor softened as the emotions overcame the both of you.

“Y-You know?” he hesitantly asked, almost too scared to believe you were seeing the real him and not judging or looking at him with disgust.

Your brows twinged with sadness as you nodded, “Everything,” you replied, tears streaming down your pink cheeks. 

He placed his large, warm palm over your hand as he searched your eyes for confirmation that this was really real and happening to him. He had always been expected to take on insurmountable tasks, things that made him question morality itself, all alone.

And yet, here you were, seeing him, understanding him, accepting him for who he truly was and not what he had done. The burden of his past finally being shared by an open heart, something he never could’ve imagined he deserved.

You reassured his fears without words, both of you lost in each other’s all-consuming gaze. You had never met before, and yet it felt like your souls had known each other many lifetimes. 

You were standing so close to him, the heat of his flushed skin radiated his intoxicating scent, smelling of old-growth forest and clean musk. Every nerve and fiber of your being was lit aflame as his eyes dropped down to your plump lips. His soulful eyes returned to yours as he moved his other hand to gently push a strand of your silky hair out of your face.

You were entranced by his beauty, slowly blinking as you held eye contact with him, fighting every urge to taste his lips that were mere inches away. He equally was mesmerized by your beauty, his eyes scanned all of your features, trying to take you all in and understand what this all meant, how you came to be the you standing here holding him.

“Who are you?” his deep, gravelly voice purred, a gentle smile lighting up his face. 

Panic overtook you as reality came crashing down, remembering that Madara was waiting in the real world for your answer. Though time operated much differently in your jutsu, Madara would certainly become suspicious if things took too long.

You placed your hands on either side of Itachi’s face as you held him close, a frantic look in your eyes.

“We’re out of time. Come to my room tonight, I’ll explain everything.” You hurriedly released the jutsu, and collected yourself so you could resume your emotionless facade so as to not draw suspicion. 

You turned to face Madara, immediately detecting his impatience, “He passed,” you confirmed, “Sorry for the delay, there was.. a lot there.”

Madara stood silent for a moment before releasing a booming laugh, “Yes, I suppose given our Itachi’s history there would be quite a lot to sift through, y/n.”

He turned to walk past Itachi and beckoned him to follow as he began to discuss his plans for the Akatsuki and, eventually, the world. You stood frozen, body still processing all of the huge waves of  emotions you’d experienced in your jutsu. A pit of anxiety began to form deep in your stomach knowing this fated meeting with Itachi meant it was finally time to begin your plan. To take down Madara and the Akatsuki from within. 

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If you read this far, thank you so much I appreciate you!! I hope you liked my first fic ♡ᵎᵎᵎ

[venerawrites]

Jealous! Itachi x reader (I don't know if you do NSFW, if u don't SFW)

Jealous! Itachi Headcanons

author's note: I was not sure if you expect fic or headcanons, so I decided to write the latter including both SFW and NSFW! I hope you like it and thank you so much for requesting! <3

Warnings: 18+, minors do not interact

-- SFW --

I think Itachi rarely gets jealous, to be honest. He trusts you a lot and he knows that you love him just as much as he loves you.

He often goes through periods of severe self-doubt and insecurity, however. I believe it is during these times he shows signs of jealousy.

He is well aware of the blood on his hands and the awful things he has done in the past. He does not consider himself a good person, regardless of how hard you try to convince him otherwise.

In his eyes, you are the kindest, most gentle, and purest soul that has ever walked this earth. So it is no surprise that he is sometimes haunted by the idea that you deserve someone better than him. Much better.

I believe during the times he goes through self-doubt, he would see absolutely EVERY male as a potential threat. (except other members from Akatsuki - he knows they can never be his competition... like ever!)

He thinks he is subtle, but when he is jealous it is VERY obvious. He becomes very cold and withdrawn, and would sometimes act like he doesn't even know you.

He abstains from any type of physical contact with you and would immediately flinch away if you try to grab his hand or seek his touch.

That doesn't mean he would not glare hole into the other male's head. He may even startle them with their Sharingan if they decide to be too touchy with you. (he claims it was an accident, but you know...)

He would totally pretend nothing is wrong and if you try to confront him, he would deny it. However, I feel like his short and snarky answers to anything you ask him would totally give it away.

I don't think there is anything you could do or say to comfort him tbh. I think Itachi is one of these characters who has to pull himself out of the "dark mood" he is in - you can try to shower him with affection and words of affirmation, but I believe that the harder you try, the more he would believe you deserve someone better. So it's better to just let him be and maybe give him some space if he requests.

Luckily for you, these periods of self-doubt rarely last long and he would be his normal self in a couple of days time.

-- NSFW --

I am always baffled when I see someone describing Itachi as rough in bed... ??

THIS MAN MAKES LOVE, he doesn't just "dip it in".

He is always very gentle and soft during your intimate time, but after feeling threatened by another male, he would take your lovemaking to another level.

Slow and sensual moves, intense eye contact, kisses all over your body, fingers laced together above your head... this man would pleasure you for hours.

Prepare yourself for a range of positions - missionary, cowgirl, against the wall, against the door, holding you up in the air (his favourite), pressed against the table... he would have you on any piece of furniture available.

He would repeatedly say how much he loves you, how beautiful and perfect you are, and how he thanks every single God out there for allowing him to be so close to you.

I don't think he is loud in bed, but he does let out breathy pants and low groans here and there.

KING OF AFTERCARE <3

cc artwork: concept art for "The Wheel of Time"

[ariaetherium]

Itachi Uchiha One Shot

Warning: HEAVY SMUT

It's a long one, enjoy. ;)

"That was just foreplay..."

As Fiyori strolled through the haunting remnants of the Uchiha Clan, a wave of somber emotions washed over her. Among the decaying structures and faded memories, she suddenly spotted a lone figure standing in the tattered doorway with his long, jet-black hair tied up in a ponytail.

Her initial reaction was to bolt from the scene, but as she pivoted, a twig gave way beneath her foot, a clear, "Shit," escaping her lips in hushed frustration.

The man, alerted by her unintended slip, spun around with an almost eerie agility. "Who’s there?" His voice, deep and smooth, pierced the otherwise heavy silence that loomed in the desolation.

Caught in a moment of hesitation, Fiyori crossed her arms, her heart racing as she weighed her options. "Surprised to see you here... after what you did," she whispered with contempt.

The man, seemingly perplexed, inquired, "Who are you?" His head tilted slightly as he tried to place the voice.

Finally, Fiyori turned to face him, a wry smirk playing on her lips. "You don't remember me? That really hurts my feelings, Itachi."

Itachi's eyes widened in disbelief. "That voice... is that you, Fiyori?" His surprise was evident. "What are you doing here...?"

"Long time no see, friend," Fiyori teased as she walked closer to him. She looked around the desolate ruins. "I just felt the urge to see it, again. I couldn't believe it when they told us... it was you who did this, all those years ago."

"It had to be done," he whispered, the words heavy with the weight of past decisions. "Did you come here because of me?" He raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"I know," she whispered, her gaze locking with his. "I came here because you might have crossed my mind..."

Itachi's expression remained stoic as he probed, "Do you understand why I did what I did?"

Fiyori nodded, her voice gentle and reassuring. "You don't have to explain yourself to me, Itachi. I was always on your side," she whispered.

"I thought you would hate me. Just like everyone else..." He spoke in a quiet voice, his concern palpable.

Fiyori offered him a half-smile, a mixture of forgiveness and understanding. "Itachi... you were my best friend. I know that what you did, even though it was horrible, was for a good reason." Her voice remained hushed as she studied him, realizing that ten years had passed, and they had both matured. Yet, as she gazed into his crimson Sharingan eyes, the remnants of her once-familiar friend seemed distant.

"Fiyori..." His voice quivered with unspoken emotions. In the depths of his gaze, his eyes reverted to their natural, onyx hue. Memories flooded his mind, resurrecting images of a time when he and Fiyori had been bound by an unbreakable friendship. They had shared laughter, played like carefree children, and stood as dedicated teammates throughout their formative years. The corner of his mouth curled up into a grin as he stepped closer to her.

"I thought... I thought I was never going to see you again," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. Her brows furrowed as she gazed up at him, searching for answers in his eyes.

"Fiyori, I—" He faltered, struggling to find the right words amidst a torrent of emotions that surged within him. As he got closer, he finally had a good look at the person she had become over the years.

“You look beautiful…” he murmured in a quiet voice.

Fiyori's eyes widened in surprise, and she tilted her head. "What?"

He maintained a calm and smooth demeanor, offering a reassuring smile as he said, "Sorry... I just haven't seen you in ages. You look… different."

"It's okay. I appreciate the compliment," she chuckled softly, a moment of warmth breaking through the intensity of their encounter. However, her expression soon turned serious again, concern etched across her features. "You can't be here... if anyone finds out, every shinobi in Konoha will be after you." Her tone was urgent, emphasizing the gravity of their situation and the risks he faced.

“Not every shinobi…” He mumbled as his eyes pierced into her. But then, he took a deep breath, his voice lowering to a hushed tone, "You’re right, though. I'd say I've been here for far too long already. As long as you keep this between us, I’ll be fine. I can trust you, right?"

Fiyori paused for a minute, “Of course you can trust me.”

“Come here..”

(Insert emotional anime music)

Itachi's arms enveloped her waist, pulling her in, and he pressed his cheek against hers. He held her with a gentle yet firm touch, savoring every moment of their closeness. He closed his eyes, wanting to remember the sweet sensation of her in his arms, a touch he had longed for over the years. Fiyori wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him in even closer.

“I’ve missed you… so much.” Itachi’s voice was soft, his breath hot on her ear.

“I've missed you too," She confessed. But then, the somber reality began to settle in, and she gently pulled back, looking into his eyes. "Itachi," she said softly, her gaze searching his, "you really need to go. It's not safe for you here."

"I know," Itachi acknowledged, reluctantly releasing her from their embrace and taking a step back, his gaze holding a hint of longing and determination. "But we will see each other again, right?" he inquired. "I need to see you again, Fiyori," he declared, his voice laced with a sense of authority and dominance that left no room for doubt.

Fiyori's heart raced at his intense desire to see her again, but she felt compelled to address the harsh reality of their situation. "Itachi, I want to see you again too," she admitted, her voice filled with longing. "But it's dangerous. You're a criminal in the eyes of every shinobi within a 100-mile radius. I'm part of ANBU, and if they found out I saw you, it wouldn’t be good for me." Her words were tinged with a mix of yearning and apprehension, as she grappled with the complicated choices they faced.

“Come with me.” He stared at her intently as he made the bold proposition.

Fiyori's eyes widened, her disbelief and the weight what is being asked of her evident in her gaze. "Itachi, if I do that... I'll be considered a rogue ninja, like you. I... I have a life here," she explained with a mixture of apprehension and responsibility, torn between the deep bond they shared and her duty to Konoha.

"I understand," Itachi whispered, his voice heavy with acceptance. He tried to maintain composure, though a pang of emotion tugged at his words. "It was worth a shot. At least I got to see you again, Fiyori..." he whispered, his voice laced with a sense of melancholy. Though the situation was far from perfect, the fact that they had found each other again was a bittersweet consolation.

Fiyori stood there, pursing her lips together. She knew what it would mean if they met again, she could feel the tension growing by the second. "I have an idea..." Fiyori whispered, her voice carrying a glimmer of hope as she sought to lighten the somber mood. "I'll leave a window in my apartment open tonight. Use those stealthy skills of yours and come." Her words holding a promise of a secret meeting.

Itachi gave her a warm smile, "I'll be there." They both turned to walk away. But a sudden thought halted Itachi in his tracks. He turned his head, "Hey, Fiyori?"

Without turning to face him, she raised her brow curiously. “What is it?”

"Is the Sharingan unsettling?” Itachi chuckled.

Fiyori's smirked, and a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. "No, I want you to use that Genjutsu on me," she declared in a low and sultry tone.

Itachi's eyes darkened with a potent mix of surprise and desire, and he couldn't help but bite his lip, a sharp breath escaping him. "You sure about that?" His voice a husky growl.

Fiyori turned her head, offering Itachi a suggestive smile. "I'm well aware of your Genjutsu skills," she whispered provocatively. "I just wonder if you know how to use them for pleasure, not just pain. Or maybe a bit of both..." With those tempting words, she sauntered away.

Itachi was stunned, surprised by the audacious proposition she had just made. His eyes, smoldering with lust, traveled down her enticing form as he watched her walk away, his gaze narrowing in like a predator eyeing its prey.

This is going to be an interesting night…

Itachi, like a shadow, made his way to Fiyori's apartment, moving with an almost imperceptible speed, a master of stealth. He silently leaped through her open window, his presence masked from the senses of any average person. There, he found Fiyori sitting on her couch, engrossed in a book, her features illuminated by the soft glow of a nearby lamp.

Fiyori spoke without looking up from her book, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Glad you made it without getting caught," she whispered with a sly smirk on her face, fully aware of Itachi's stealth and skill.

Itachi approached her, his presence commanding and magnetic. With a single finger, he tilted her chin up, making her meet his gaze.

"Missed me?" he purred, his eyes radiating an intense hunger, locking onto hers in a seductive and intense stare.

“Yes…” Fiyori breathed as a delicate blush colored her cheeks.

Unable to restrain the overwhelming desire any longer, Itachi pushed Fiyori back into the plushness of the couch, positioning himself between her legs. Their mouths locked in a hot, devouring kiss. His lips moved against hers with an insatiable hunger as their tongues tangled. Itachi’s hands, strong and commanding, roamed down Fiyori’s curves as he tore her shirt off before giving her breast a rough squeeze. Fiyori held Itachi close, her fingers entangled in his dark, silky hair. Her back arched in response, her breath quickening as his lips made their way down to the sensitive curve of her neck. She exhaled soft, breathy moans, her body quivering under his touch.

They slowly broke apart, their breaths coming in heavy, heated gasps. Fiyori's gaze remained fixed on Itachi. Her pupils dilated, and her lips still tingled from their kisses. Her heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing the rapid pace of her breath.

"Let me take control, Fiyori..." He urged, his words brushing against her lips. His hand trailed down her body, sliding into her shorts, stopping to make tantalizing circles on her sensitive bundle of nerves. A breathless moan escapes Fiyori’s lips as his fingers continue to tease her. Itachi's smirk deepened as he bit down on his lip, his Sharingan reactivating with a crimson glow. His gaze was now locked on Fiyori's expressions of pleasure, every subtle change in her face and body language intensifying the growing need for her that coursed through him.

In a matter of seconds, Fiyori found herself naked, positioned between two Itachis as his Genjutsu wove a complex web of illusion, enveloping them in an altered reality. Fiyori gasps as she feels the heat of Itachi's body pressed against her back. His fingers grasp her jaw tightly. She trembles under his touch as she can feel his breath almost burning against her ear. "So, you wanted to try my Genjutsu, hmm…" He licks a searing path down her neck before sucking on the tender skin. On his knees before her, the other Itachi leaves scorching trails of hot kisses on her inner thigh until he reaches her core, eliciting a desperate moan from Fiyori. He ravishes her with his passionate touch, savoring the way every nerve in her body quivers and shakes as he toys with her delicate clit.

Itachi grips Fiyori's chin possessively, leaning down and devouring her lips in a desperate kiss. His tongue demands entry into her mouth, and she eagerly complies. With one passionate motion, their tongues entwine in a wild and frenzied rhythm, as if they cannot get enough of the taste of each other. They moan hungrily into one another's mouths, lost in an electric heat that surges through their bodies. He trails his fingers up and down her body, entwining them in her soft curves, exploring every inch of her sensuous frame. Fiyori gasps with pleasure as he cups her breasts, kneading them hungrily. His touch coaxes a feverish moan from her lips as he swirls his fingertips around her nipples.

“Are you ready for me?” He purrs against her lips. His words send a thrill through her entire body and she eagerly nods, unable to resist the intense sensations raging within her. He slowly turns her face and Fiyori's breath hitches. Her eyes meet Itachi's, a silent plea for release and fulfillment. A predatory grin spreads across his face, revealing his hunger for her. With deliberate slowness, he positions himself between her legs, his gaze never leaving hers. Itachi's hard length slowly slides into her wet and inviting pussy, eliciting sharp breath accompanied by a deep moan from her. He thrusts in deeper, building a mesmerizing rhythm that forces a scream from Fiyori’s lips as she feels her walls stretch to accommodate him. “F-fuck, Fiyori…” he groans as he begins pounding into her.

Itachi watches her from behind, his eyes blaze with desire as he dips his hand between her legs and rubs urgent circles around her clit. A taunting smile spreads across his face as he leans in closer, "Mmm, you like that, Fiyori? You like it when I fuck you hard like this, and play with your pussy?" He whispers, his voice dripping with seduction. Fiyori shudders and whimpers, her whole body quivering. “Yes. Oh fuck, yes... Don’t stop...” She cries out desperately as her eyes roll back. Itachi smirks and increases the pressure of his fingers on her throbbing clit. She throws her head back as waves of intense pleasure wash over her. "You feel so fucking good. Such a good girl for me." He whispers into her ear, she trembles in response, lost in his every movement.

Fiyori's body shudders as her orgasm approached. She grabs onto the back of his neck with a firm grip. Waves of warmth crash over her as she screams his name with a passionate cry, every nerve in her body tingling as she releases. "Oh fuck, Itachi!"

The Itachi before her leaned closer, his Sharingan gleaming with intensity as his gaze fixed on her. A satisfied grunt slipped from his lips, and he whispered, "I’m just getting started with you." Fiyori's eyes widened, and a sharp inhale caught in her throat. The Genjutsu had enveloped her in an illusion so vivid that every nerve in her body was ablaze with sensations she couldn't believe weren't real. It left her trembling with a potent mixture of desire and amazement.

In a matter of seconds, she found herself in her dimly lit bedroom. One Itachi sat on the edge of the bed before her, his crimson eyes studying every inch of her body, while the other stood behind her. His hot breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine as his hand firmly commanded her to bend over.

Her mouth watered as she approached the first Itachi's impressive cock. She took a moment to admire it, her heart pounding in her chest. The way it twitched with anticipation, glistening with beads of precum, and the bulging veins that wrapped around it made her hands instinctively reach for it.

"Such a beautiful sight," murmured the second Itachi, his fingers gently trailing up her thighs to grip her hips.

"Mhm, I love this view." the first agreed, a sly smirk playing on his lips, his hand moving to tangle in her hair, guiding her closer to his throbbing length. Fiyori trembled at the intensity of his gaze as their eyes finally met in that moment.

"Go on," added the second Itachi, his hand connecting with a firm, commanding smack on her ass.

Fiyori’s tongue darted out, teasing the tip of his cock as she tasted his essence. Itachi’s mouth fell open as a low groan rumbled through his chest. His grip on her hair tightening, “You’re going to take it all down your throat.” He commanded. With each inch Fiyori took him deeper, sucking harder, turned on by his moans and the way his body trembled beneath her touch.

“Fuck, yes,” Itachi hissed, his grip tightening as he fought the urge to thrust wildly. “Just like that, baby.”

Itachi's pulse raced, his body trembling with desire as he stared into Fiyori's hooded eyes. Every fiber of his being screamed for release, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. With a guttural growl, he yanked her back by her hair, assertiveness dominating his every move. His thumb caressed her bottom lip as he hilted her to look up at him.

"Open," Itachi ordered, his tone demanding obedience. As he took himself in hand, he couldn’t help but bite his lip, drawing in a sharp breath at the contact. Fiyori’s complied, opening her mouth immediately. Itachi positioned himself, guiding his pulsing cock between her inviting lips. He began to thrust slowly, his breath ragged as the rhythmic went sounds filled the room. He licked his lips as he watched the sinful display before him. Fiyori traced her hand along the contours of his chest, down his stomach, feeling the muscles beneath her fingertips. Her other hand gripped his thigh as her fingernails dug into his skin for support.

“Ugh, fuck,” Itachi moaned out between clenched teeth, control slipping away as his thrusts grew more urgent. He threw his head back, his eyes rolling in ecstasy as he felt the pressure building within him. He couldn’t contain himself, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations as his thrusts bordered on violent now.

Fiyori moaned as she gripped high thigh tighter, the friction between them making her even wetter. Her eyes widened as the other Itachi's fingers traced a path through her wet folds, their searching touch creating shivers down her spine. "Mmm," he groaned with satisfaction, his voice low and husky as he slipped two fingers inside her. He leaned down, his breath tickling her ear as he whispered, "You're so wet, I can feel how much you want this." A muffled moan escaped from her, an electric thrill raced through her body as he curled his fingers just right, hitting the spot that sent pleasurable tremors through her core. Itachi pressed scorching kisses down her spine as his other hand snaked around her waist, teasing her swollen clit. “Mmm, so sensitive,” he observed with a devilish grin, ejoying the way her body reacted to him. He squeezed her clit between his fingers, tugging gently, teasing her as he pulled his fingers out from inside her wet heat. He finally thrusted his thick cock into her, filling her completely.  Itachi’s hips pounded into her, “You’re driving me fucking crazy.” He murmured, his voice rough with need.

Fiyori couldn’t think, couldn’t breath, all she could do was feel, feel both of them consuming her senses. Itachi’s hands clenched around Fiyori’s hair with an iron-like grip, he couldn’t help but take in the delicious scene before him. The other version of himself, identical in every aspect, down to the predatory glint in his eyes– was ruthlessly pounding into her from behind as he himself was violently thrusting into her mouth. His breath hitched as Fiyori let out muffled moans around his engorged cock, the vibrations by her cry rippled through him.

“Mm,” the other Itachi grunted, a twisted smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “She’s a good little cocksucker, and this pussy is… So. Fucking. Tight.” He punctuated with each thrust.

Itachi couldn’t help the perverse satisfaction that burned within him as he watched Fiyori pleasing him while being taken so roughly from behind. “Keep going, baby,” he urged her, his voice low and guttural. He could see the strain in her eyes as she tried to focus on pleasing him. It only made him want her more. Her utter submission, her willingness to endure such a brutal coupling for his pleasure –  it was intoxicating.

Fiyori choked around him, her eyes watering as his cock slipped further down her throat. Itachi had to admit, there was something undeniably erotic about seeing her like this, pinned between two versions of himself, enduring their relentless assault.

“Ugh… I’m close,” the other Itachi grunted, his fingers digging into her hips as he pulled her back to meet each of his thrust. “Cum with us, with me, Fiyori…”

Itachi growled low in his throat, unable to hold back any longer, he came, pulsing hotly into her throat as she swallowed every drop. Taking him deep, milking him for everything he had.

“Oh, fuck…” Itachi panted, staring down at Fiyori’s flushed face. She looked utterly depraved, and it was all because of him. A nagging thought tugged at the back of his mind: was this their twisted fantasy or an insight to the dark depths of his own desires?

The thought, as fast as it came, vanished as Fiyori’s lips curled into a sultry grin, her eyes fluttering as moans escaped her. The room was thick with the scent of sex. Sweat dripped from Itachi’s brow, landing on Fiyori’s skin, and she shivered at the sensation. His nails dug into her shoulder, leaving marks as he drove further into her. The wet squelching sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air as he pounded into her.

"Itachi! Your cock… feels so fucking good!" Fiyori screamed as her eyes rolled back into her head, the waves of her orgasm pulsing through her entire being. Fiyori's breathing became ragged, her chest heaving up and down. Itachi's pace slowed down, his hips moving slowly now, intentionally torturing them both. She whimpered, begging him not to stop. "This pussy feels so fucking good. You’re going to make me cum so deep inside you." Itachi groaned into her neck. Fiyori threw her head back, feeling his warm tongue trace the skin under her ear.

She gasped and came hard, her walls gripped him tightly, milking his cock as he pumped it in and out. Itachi buried his face in her neck, taking long deep breaths as he tried to regain his composure. Fiyori’s legs were shaking as she felt his cum filling her up. Itachi pulled out slowly, his cock twitching as he came to a stop inside her.

Suddenly, Fiyori snapped back to reality, her chest heaving with ragged breaths, while Itachi hovered over her, a menacing grin playing on his lips. "Itachi... holy shit, that was..." she gasped, her mouth left hanging open in shock as his Sharingan eyes returned to their natural state. "Yeah…" Itachi whispered, his eyes lingering on her gaze before trailing down to her lips. "How was that for my Genjutsu skills?" he purred in a low, seductive tone, his voice brimming with satisfaction and allure.

Fiyori bit her lip as she regained her composure, but then the realization her. "Oh, what's the time?" she asked with a sense of urgency. Itachi let out a low chuckle and whispered, "Go see for yourself." Fiyori quickly stood up and rushed to check the clock, only to discover that a mere five minutes had passed since he'd arrived. Her jaw dropped in bewilderment.

"What the… that felt like..." she began, and Itachi interjected, "Forever? Like time didn't exist?" His words, delivered in a sultry whisper, sent a shiver down Fiyori's spine as she felt his warm breath on her shoulder.

Fiyori turned to face Itachi and she took a deep breath. He leaned closer, his nose brushing against hers. Itachi's hands rested on her waist, his gaze an intense fixation on her, as his desire for her became palpable. His mind spiraled. He wanted her again, and again, and he admitted in a seductive tone, "That was just foreplay..."

Fiyori's eyes widened as the sensations from the Genjutsu still lingered, making her question whether she could handle more. "Itachi, I can't..." she whispered, her voice wavering. Itachi smirked and pushed her against the wall, his voice determined. "You can," he whispered, his lips trailing kisses along her jawline and down her neck. "I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you." He commanded. "Except this time, no Genjutsu, just you and me. Here in the real world," Itachi growled as he lifted her up, cradling her in his arms, and carried her to the bedroom. The promise of an unadulterated, passionate connection between them hung in the air, and Fiyori's heart raced with anticipation as they ventured into the realm of raw desire.

[suvidrache]

NSFW Alphabet - Itachi

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 457 | Read it on AO3

A: Aftercare - What they're like after sex?

Dead. Tired. He is very tired after sex. May need a little before he can do anything to help you.

B: Body Part - Their favorite part of themselves/you?

His hair and your hands.

C: Cum - Taste, texture, etc?

Almost clear and salty.

D: Dirty Secret

It isn't often, but he enjoys seeing what you're thinking about him.

E: Experience - How much experience do they have?

None, but he does well.

F: Favorite Position

Missionary and cowgirl. On a good day, he'd do missionary. If he isn't doing too well but can still go, cowgirl.

G: Goofy - How are they: serious, funny, etc?

He would either make jokes or not make jokes, but simply smile at something funny.

H: Hair - Shaved, not shaved, color?

He doesn't shave, as he had no reason to before. Black.

I: Intimacy - How are they romantically?

Some days, it's a full candle lit dinner with petals. Other days, it's just some flowers. It depends on how he's feeling.

J: Jack Off - How often do they masturbate?

At least two or three times a month.

K: Kink - Their kinks?

Breeding, maybe some bondage.

L: Location - Favorite place(s) to do it?

The bedroom.

M: Motivation - What gets them into it?

Lingerie, wearing his shirt with nothing else but your underwear or shorts.

N: No - Will not do/turns them off?

Public sex, more than one person, bloodplay.

O: Oral - Giving, receiving, skill?

He prefers giving because that's kind of hard to mess up, and he does good. He does like to receive.

P: Pace - Fast, rough, slow, etc?

Slow and hard, regardless of the day.

Q: Quickie - How often?

When he's feeling good, maybe twice a week.

R: Risk - Willing to take risks/experiment?

It depends on what they are.

S: Stamina - How long/many rounds can they go?

On a good day, 3 for about 30 minutes. Otherwise, 2.

T: Toys - Do they have any/will they use them?

He didn't own any toys before he met you. He would use them if you wanted him to.

U: Unfair - How much do they tease?

He does sometimes orgasm deny you, just to mess with you.

V: Volume - How loud are they?

He has low moans and is sort of loud. If you're not loud, you will hear him.

W: Wild Card - Something random?

If he can, he would enjoy seeing you pregnant with his child.

X: X-Ray - Size, appearance, etc?

7½, lots of veins and a slight curve upward.

Y: Yearning - How high is their sex drive?

High.

Z: ZZZ - How quickly do they fall asleep?

Depends on the day, but after you've been taken care of or as soon as the event is over.

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naruto masterlist {akatsuki ver.}

DEIDARA

deidara and tall!oc {headcanon ; sfw}

ITACHI UCHIHA

soon

PAIN ; NAGATO UZUMAKI

soon

OBITO UCHIHA ; TOBI

soon

SASORI

soon

KISAME HOSHIGAKI

soon

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Growing up & being kids with Itachi and Shisui 🤍

Ever since I watched the first episode of Percy Jackson series, I was struck by the fact that all these characters are still children. Rick did such a great job portraying them so accurately. Children soldiers, sacrificing themselves for an adult cause. Sounds familiar? Well, it prompted me to write those headcanons

All three of you believed yourself to be sooo mature, but in reality, none of you were free from engaging in embarrassing, childish behavior.

Spending all your money on stupid shit you'll never use. Two sided kunai? You're sharing that abomination and flexing it, not so subtly, in front of your superiors.

Coming up with a name for your group, then for a week using it almost constantly, in hopes that others pick it up.

When you and Itachi were still in the academy, teachers gushed over him, praising his calm demeanor and attentive nature. He was always listening. But was he, really? In fact, he was looking out the window and vividly hallucinating himself in different scenarios, fighting his bullies with a laser beam.

Both you and Itachi were younger than your friend, so you occasionally competed for his attention. Been on a mission? You'll be sure to mention how dangerous it was at least a few times, until Shisui gives a nod of approval.

While I believe the soldier mentality was strong in all of you, even in your childhood, you were just as awkward as "normal" kids when it came to civilian interactions.

Shisui in his edgy era threw a rock at one of his older colleagues. You run away immediately after. Both you and Itachi were so impressed by his nonchalance. Little did you know, he didn't even blink that night.

Building a secret training spot in the forest, making it a big deal in front of Sasuke but not letting him go with you, because he wasn't ready (Itachi felt guilty so he showed it to him anyway, at night so you wouldn't find out).

You in your baddie era, first breakup with a random guy, crying ugly tears, Shisui threatening to beat him up, then seeing him and worrying that he heard that, immediately turning the other way and quickly walking away.

You brought different parts of lunch for training, supposedly out of convenience. Whenever one of you would get mad, the rest would be figuring out how to eat the sandwiches without bread. The other person would be sitting across the place, holding eye contact while ostentatiously eating a bare loaf.

And of course, conversations like this

Mine sharingan is infinitely strong so it's stronger than yours

No, mine is infinitely strong + 1 actually🤓

Thank You for reading <3

[ayyyez]

Could I ask for Itachi, Madara and Tobirama with a reader that wants a big family? Like REALLY big. Like 5 or 7 little ones😂 Asking our boys 'wanna make a baby?' all the time haha🤣 Love you!

A/N: omg this made me laugh lmao just bc I imagined my own response being 'absolutely not.' 😂(to someone asking me that question not the request) hahah but dw it's not necessarily theirs. I can do this for you 😂 ily <3

TAGS: family headcanons, reader wants baby, big family, fluff, Itachi's has more suggestive content, Madara being a little shit, Tobirama being soft

CHARACTERS: Itachi Uchiha, Madara Uchiha, Tobirama Senju

ITACHI UCHIHA

Depends on which Itachi we are talking about. If it's canon Itachi who is dying and you ask him for a baby or family then he's like absolutely not. He can't leave you on your own with a child and he also doesn't have the time left to give you a big family.

So lets just pretend that doesn't happen. Itachi doesn't get ill and he doesn't die.

You two have been together for years at this point (I feel Itachi needs a few years in this to be able to jump into such a commitment. He can see himself being with you forever at this point)

The two of you of you are sitting outside on the veranda, drinking tea, legs hanging off the side. The warm, summer breeze is blowing through creating a sense of ease. This is when you first think to broach the topic. To ease him into the idea.

'Hey Itachi, I've a question.' You ask, turning to see him bring his cup to his lips.

'Mm?' He asks, absentmindedly taking a long sip of tea, eyes still looking toward the scenery in front of him.

'Do you want to have kids, with me?'

Itachi chokes on his tea, spluttering a little as he brings his cup down. The recovery his quick and smooth as he turns to you quickly, eyes wide. 'What?' He asks, more questioning if he'd heard you correctly than what you had said.

'Kids.' You repeat. 'Is it something you'd consider ever doing—ehrm well having rather—with me that is.' You smile, scratching your cheek at the attempt to smoothen out your sentence.

'Oh.' He says blinking, animately. 'Oh.' He repeats like he's not quite sure what to make of the question.

'I've put you on the spot.' You shake your head.

'No.' He assures then shakes his head into a nod. 'Well, yes but no.' Itachi cringes at himself. 'I mean, it's something I—oh gosh.' He runs his hand over his face. 'Sorry.'

You observe him noticing his face his rather flushed? And you realise you've never quite seen him so flustered before. You had flustered him! Flustered Itachi Uchiha!

'It's alright. It's not something I need an answer to right away, just something I wanted us to consider.'

'I want to consider it!' He says quickly, a little too quickly. He bites his lip, groaning to himself and takes a deep breath. 'I really do.'

The next time it's brought up is during a heated make out.

Itachi's hands are on your waist pulling you toward him. Your hands are in his hair, tugging him further into the kiss.

Your body is on fire as is your want. Your need for him to be closer to you. His lips move from yours to your cheek. Peppering kisses down your jaw and down your neck.

You moan, pushing you body flush against his. You swear it pulls a growl from him. Especially since your fingers are buried so deeply into the roots of his hair, tugging.

'Mmm Itachi.' You say, high on the moment. 'I want more.'

'Yeah?' He says, lips moving across your chest. 'Tell me what you want.'

'I want you to touch me and ah—'

He bites down on the sensitive skin of your chest just above your nipple. He sucks down then pulls off. 'What else?' He asks.

'I want you inside me.'

'Mmm.' He hums, continuing to bury himself down the flesh of your abdomen. Kissing and sucking to his hearts content.

'And I want you to cum inside and make a baby with me.'

Itachi freezes against your stomach.

Your eyes snap open.

Opps~

You totally let your want run away with you on that on.

'Yeah? You want a baby?'

'Mhmm.' You say, daring to meet his gaze. 'I do if you do.'

When you see his dark brown eyes looking back at you, pupils fully blown with want that you know he's no longer afraid. He wants this too.

'I do.' He says pushing a kiss to your skin.

'Yeah?' You say, trying to crush the emotions welling up inside you.

'How many kids you want me to give you?' He asks, slowly kissing down, down, down.

'Ah— I want a big family.' You say, biting back the moans. 'Maybe 5. Maybe 7.'

Itachi presses his face against your core. 'You're trying to kill me.' He groans. 'We better get to work.'

MADARA UCHIHA

Okay this little shit (affectionate) is probably the easiest to convince in theory but he's also a pain in the butt about it lol

Madara is the biggest simp when it comes to you so he's willing to do what you want and honestly if the two of you are having kids by conceiving together then he's like yay that means we get to do it aye aye (wiggles those eyebrows) punch him honestly.

The thing is when you first tell him he's also of two minds about it. He wants to hurry up and have lots of sex and babies with you because Madara also wants a big family. Big fams are what the Uchiha do.

HOWEVER he's also a bit selfish? Wants to wait a bit and keep you all to himself for a few years more. Wants to have your undivided attention and not have to share you with his children yet. He knows it has to happen one day and is happy to let it happen. He's just... not sure he wants it to yet!

There's still so much couple one on one things he wants to do! So he makes a deal that while the two of you are trying (if you don't want to wait) the two of you have to do a bunch of couple things together.

It's honestly win win because you get to do a lot of relaxing things like trips to the hotsprings. Date nights. Just lots of time with him spoiling you and him being absolutely obsessed with you.

Now the whole conversation itself when you did ask him to have a baby with you was a whole thing lol. It's probably pillowtalk because that's where all your deep and important convos with Madara happen.

The two of you are lying in the bed, sheets draped haphazardly over the two of you. Your bodies are facing each other, limbs are wrapped around and lost beneath the sheet.

Your hand finds his face gently stroking his flushed cheek. His finds refuge in the small of your back, pulling you even closer.

'Hey.' You say.

'Oh hello.' He says all smug. 'I didn't see you there.'

You playfully (gently) smack his cheek.

'You were pretty sure of my presence a few minutes ago.'

'Ah, yes, yes, now it's coming back to me.' He grins. 'Perhaps we ought to go again just to be sure the memory doesn't fade.'

You pinch his cheek.

'Ow, ow stop hurting the love of your life in such a manner.'

'I can think of worse things I could pinch, believe me.'

'Okay okay I concede!' He nuzzles his forehead against yours. 'I'm listening.'

'Good, I wanted to run something by you.'

'Oh? So serious. This I have to hear.' His tone maybe playful but he gives you his full attention. He always does.

'What would you say to having a baby?'

He takes a deep breath. 'Wow.' He exhales. 'I guess it depends who with because that can really be a dealbreaker.' He starts laughing.

You smack him but can't help let slip a smile.

'Ugh, why are you making this so difficult! I meant you having a baby with me! Us! Together!' You huff, pouting a little.

'I know, I know I'm just keeping such a serious conversation more joyful.' He says, wrapping his arms around you. 'I had to take advantage of your phrasing. I'm sorry.'

You huff again. 'Look if you don't want to just—' You move to roll around in his arms but he stops you.

'Oh no, no, no. Nobody runs away from Madara Uchiha. Not even you!' He grabs you and turns you back to him.

You try to keep a scowl plastered on your face but it's hard when his smile is so damn genuine.

'Of course I want to have children with you! I think about having tens of children with you! It's all I can do but stop cumming inside without protection.'

This makes you snort. 'This is not a romantic or charming conversation at all.'

'Oh, please I exude charm, baby.' He kisses your nose. 'Just tell me what you want and I'll give it to you. I want it too.'

'I want to have your children. Lots of children.'

Madara hums. 'The more the better, right?' He kisses your lips. 'How about we just enjoy ourselves a bit longer first. Just us?'

You roll your eyes. 'Fine.'

TOBIRAMA SENJU

This man is the hardest one to convince of the bunch. I personally don't see him really having kids and if he does it's on the lower number rather than having the bigger family.

It's got to do with the time period he's in, just coming out of the warring era and seeing so many children die and the self sacrifice he makes to dedicate himself to the village. Even though they technically have some peace in their era it does not last long.

He's not around a lot at home in the first place and feels guilty if he has to leave it to you or others to raise his children so it's going to be a big decision to have kids.

That being said if it's something you really want he's not going to say no because deep in his heart, having kids is something he would like to have. Having someone he created with you that is (for a time) untouched by war and without that burden? A dream.

It takes some years of convincing to do it though. It's not a one time conversation. It's several conversations over the years. Negotiations and understandings. He needs to make sure you understand he can't always be there. Even if he wants to be.

Tobirama will also want to be able to train them to protect themselves whether they become shinobi or not. He won't be able to sleep at night not knowing they have some sort of protection.

The thing that helps ease Tobirama into it as well is Mito and Hashirama. Their kids and seeing how they fair help sway his opinion. You helping out Mito and seeing how you are with children helps enourmously too.

Him seeing you with children always did something to his heart, tugging at those heartstrings. You just always softened? around children. You were a natural caretaker.

Tobirama couldn't bear being the one to keep you from that.

Conversations during the evenings after dinner. You take the plates over to the sink then join him over at the kotatsu.

'Have you given any thought to our conversation?' You ask, taking a seat behind him with your arms on his shoulders.

'Which convseration are you referring to?' He asks.

You begin working his shoulders, massging them gently at first, working out the tension he's worked up in the day.

He grunts but pushes back into your touch.

'You know,' you whisper against his ear, 'that conversation.' You run your lips over the shell of his ear then down his neck.

He shivers a little and you see his eyes close.

'Oh, that conversation.' He says, softly.

He hasn't dismissed it right out. That's progress.

You keep working his shoulders and alternate between kissing his neck and cheek.

Tobirama relaxes and becomes undone beneath you. He melts entirely at your touch until he merely falls back against you.

Your hands come around him, resting on top of his arms. Fingertips gently tracing his cool exposed skin.

There's a comfortable silence, one you can hear him gathering his thoughts.

'I want to give you what you want.' He says, breaking the silence.

'But?'

'But, I just need a little more time.'

A small smile finds your lips. 'Okay.' You press a kiss to his temple. 'I only want this if you do too.'

Tobirama grunts. As if to say he could ever be made to do something he doesn't want to ever.

The conversation is broached a few times after that but it isn't long until it's agreed upon. And the two of you begin trying to a baby.

[lilacqiqis]

A/N:Uwaaa first actual post on this blog!! I'm excited and hopefully you guys (3 people) will like it <3-Mod Lilac

Hair playing (ft. Naruto, Kakashi, Hinata, Itachi, Sasuke. GN!reader)

tw: none

More under the cut

🌙 It's no shock that Naruto loves being affectionate in every way possible, having his hair played with is one of his favorite activities!

🌙 Pat your lap and he'll get the signal instantly, rushing up to you and putting his chin on your thighs with that iconic smirk.

🌙 Give his scalp a few scratches, it's comforting to him. His hair is oddly soft despite him seeming like he has a shitty hair routine... Wonder what his hair care routine is? "Heheh, I don't really have a routine... I just dip my hair in the hot springs and call it a day!" Maybe the hot springs has some kind of magic imbued in it?

🌙 Sometimes, Naruto will play around with your hair. He's a goof, and ends up messing up your hairstyle or tugging too hard... He'll apologize with a crooked smile, so don't get too mad at him <3

🌻 Kakashi doesn't mind it when you play with his hair. It's nice, actually. Reading his book while you run your fingers through his gray locks... It's a peaceful moment he'll cherish.

🌻 He'd also like if he was pressed between your thighs while you played with his hair, so do the man a favor and indulge him a little. It's nothing inherently sexual... Kakashi just likes your thighs.

🌻 He loves falling asleep on your lap while you mess with his hair. Perhaps you can take his vulnerable sleeping state to pull down his mask... Nope. He'll catch your wrist and stop you before you get the chance to. Perhaps he has a special sixth sense for that...

🌻 Sometimes, Kakashi will tie your hair for you (if it is long enough to tie). It's a small act of affection, but it's sweet regardless. He isn't exactly one to play with your hair often, but sometimes he'll grab a strand while you're talking and twirl it between his fingers.

🦋 Hinata is such a sweet girl, letting you do what you want as long as it makes you happy. And if playing with her hair makes you happy, then she's more than willing to sit down and let you run your fingers through her hair.

🦋 She doesn't mind at all if you randomly play with her hair, she's glad you like her hair so much! Who wouldn't though? Her hair is silky and long, absolutely gorgeous. She takes extremely good care of it and her hair has a soft scent of lavender.

🦋 If you ever asked, she'd help you do your hair. Hinata enjoys brushing your hair, but if you prefer it messy she's fine with that too.

🦋 Tie her hair and do different hair dos! She'll love it, a pink hue on her cheeks as you braid or curl her hair. Even if you suck at it, Hinata will try to compliment you regardless on your skills.

🌹 You want to play with Itachi's hair? Go right ahead, darling. If it makes you happy... Itachi is happy too. He'll untie his hair and crouch down to lay his head on your lap, letting you do as you wish.

🌹 The look he gives you while you run your fingers through his strands is so... Soft. He enjoys your touch, being as touch starved as he is. He'll run circles on your thigh with his hand, giving you the sweetest smile.

🌹 Let him pamper you as well, he loves taking care of you and making you feel good. Itachi will return the favor with soft kisses as he motions for you to lay in his lap.

🌹 King of scalp massages, the way he runs his hands through your hair is comforting, he doesn't care if your hair is crunchy either the man persists. Please don't tell him no, he's just so eager to make you comfortable and happy, it makes him twice as joyful. But if you really don't like it he'll stop, not wanting to go against your wishes.

🌱 "What? No, don't touch my hair."

🌱 Proceeds to get mad when you say it's okay. Sasuke really expects you to pressure him so he can pretend he hates it 😭. If you do pressure him however he'll grumble and say "Fine. I'm only letting you do this because you'll just keep pestering me."

🌱 Acts uninterested as you play around with his hair, but he is ecstatic on the inside. He won't admit that ever, not even to himself, but this makes him feel extremely comfortable.

🌱 I don't see Sasuke as the type of person to play with your hair, and he's probably refuse if you asked him to. What a spoiled boy... Don't worry, he'll get more soft as time goes on.

[yu-huuuu]

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥;; 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦

[ 🌸 ] uchiha version

characters: itachi uchiha; obito uchiha; madara uchiha; sasuke uchiha; shisui uchiha

genre: fluff

warnings: none, fem!reader, umm mentions of the word v*gina i guess?, also mentions of menstrual pads annnd colics

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itachi uchiha

* oh boy

* itachi is a genius

*He really is

* But being a genius doesn't mean he knows what he should do with you sometimes

* Especially these days

*Fortunately, Itachi had the fortune to work with women in the past when he was in ANBU so you could say he has experience

* Are you experiencing mood swings because you don't like something? Itachi will take care of it right now, don't worry. Are you cold? “Come here my dear, I'll keep you warm until you feel better”

* He is a good cook, so he will make you something delicious for you to eat

* "Love? This is good?". "Yes, but... isn't that a lot of food?" "Not at all my love, I want you to feel good"

* Sometimes you think that he just wants to fatten you up with the large amount of food that he prepares for you

* Did you say chocolates? Do you want chocolates? Then just tell him the Brand and the flavor you want or any type of sweet you want

* Do you want ice cream?, Right now you gonna have it (it brings you ten different boats of ice cream in case you want a different flavor every day that you are in your days)

* Oh no, did the compress get cold? And the pain doesn't go away? Don't worry, he'll take care of it

"Hmm?, what are you doing Itachi?"

"Heh, don't worry love, it's just a little jutsu" said your beloved boyfriend as he put his big hand on your aching belly

"But what is it...? oh-", Just at that moment Itachi's hand began to heat up, apparently the compress would no longer be necessary ;)

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obito uchiha

*huh?

* Day of the month?

* Is today??

* Poor of you ;(

* No, but seriously, sweet boy who doesn't like to see his princess suffer ❤️

* "Hey love, I'm at the store to buy your menstrual pads, but what is the size of your vagina?"

* Innocent boy, please guide him

*He wants to help, but he doesn't know what to do

* "Does your belly hurt? What can I do?", “Can I hug you?”, “Are you sure I won't hurt you if I hug you?”

* Do you suffer from mood swings? Don't know what to do?, Don't worry!... he doesn't know what to do either :D

* Fortunately, this only happened the first time you had your period together.

* "Honey, I brought you chocolates and compresses.". “Thank you Obito”

* The boy does his best to take care of you and although he may not have known what to do the first time, he learns quickly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you!"

"... you are too good, what did I do to deserve you?"

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madara uchiha

* “So… blood is coming out of your vagina. How it feels?”

* Another guy who doesn't know what to do with you

* Being raised in a clan where only strength and power mattered, and being raised in times of war... it's not like he had time to learn anything about this.

* Fortunately, he is willing to learn how to take care of you and treat you at this time of the month

* Do you want chocolate? You got it, do you want soft blankets? Right away

* He is giving orders to the servants from left to right to treat you like a queen

* He is hardly at home, unfortunately. Well, being the leader of the clan is not an easy task and unfortunately that keeps him away from you, but that's not why he's going to neglect you.

* He was very graphic about what he would do to himself if he neglected you or worse if someone did something to you

* "I'll beat myself up if you're not okay at the end of the day because of me." "Madara, darling... that's very cruel"

* He will make sure you are well and you assure him that it was more than enough ❤️

"Are you sure that blanket is okay?"

"Yes, Madara they are comfortable"

“Are you Sure? because I can tell the servants to bring you softer ones…”

"Madara just hug me"

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sasuke uchiha

*Knows something from the talk about the male and female body due to the academy, but still...

* "My belly hurts a lot..."

* -Sasuke having a mental breakdown internally- "what am I supposed to do?"

* You are patient? God bless you because he needs you to guide him

* the poor man is confused, why are there so many menstrual pads for different occasions? And why do you use tampons?

* "Sasuke, can you buy me tampons?". “Wouldn't that be rape? Why not a night pad instead? They are more comfortable and extra large”. “…”

* Yes, no… he's not the best at this, bUT he's doing his best

* The last thing he wants is for you to feel uncomfortable

* After a full 3 hour explanation of tampons and your needs, he already knows what to do

* Oh, do you want a compress? Sure, just don't move, he doesn't want colic to attack you.

* Do you feel dirty?, he will accompany you to bathe

* Sasuke is a good boyfriend, he will take care of you and protect you, but he is still secretly afraid of tampons, he is afraid that tampons will hurt you.

"Sasuke, we've already talked about this..."

"I know."

"Tampons won't hurt me."

"I trust you, but still... I don't like the idea." calm your man's fears, please 😂

- - -

shisui uchiha

* funny boy

* It will actually keep you happy during the day

* Had a bad time and now you're grumpy? Don't worry, he will tell you as many jokes as necessary along with lots of pampering

* “Do you feel bad, beloved? Where it hurts?"

* He buys you a lot of ice cream for you to eat

* Oh, do you want to watch your favorite movie? Now? No problem, you find the movie and Shisui will find the blankets and food

* He has some experience due to the fact that like Itachi he has had female teammates

* But that doesn't mean that he understands what your body is going through

* Even so he will do his best to treat you well

“Y/NNNN!, I brought ice cream”

"Oh my- Shisui thank you, can we watch my favorite movie again while we snuggle together?"

"Of course my love"

* In any case; I imagine that if their S/O asked them for a massage they would gladly give it to them lmao. also, i think im gonna do a part 2 with konoha boys mmm

[vulpisnocturna]

Heacanons about what Itachi would be like in a relationship with female!reader who's also a ninja?

SFW

- Itachi is CLINGY. He is absolutely, madly, desperately in love with you (he’s an Uchiha, they only feel the deepest, most dramatic love) and he wants to be in contact with you at all times. You’re reading a book? Why are you not lying on top of him? He’ll be your pillow. You’re making lunch? He’s following you around and hugging you from behind. You’re sleeping? Don’t you dare sleep without his arms holding you. You’re strolling around the village? HOLD. HIS. HAND.

- Kisses. Itachi loves kisses. He is one of those guys that will kiss your lips, smile slightly and go “one more” and then “one more” and then just another one. He loves kissing your forehead, your knuckles, your hair. After sex, Itachi needs kisses. He needs you to be prepared to have your face peppered with kisses. And even during sex, he will need you to constantly make out with him.

- Don’t you dare lift a hand in the house. Itachi has got it covered. He will make it his mission to clean, make you the perfect packed lunch, cook your favourite foods. His partner shouldn’t have to do any labour. Just sit back and relax.

- More on this point, Itachi’s love languages are acts of service and quality time. He loves doing the little things with you, whether that’s sitting in silence, reading together, cooking together or going on a nice walk. Sometimes it’s hard with you both being on missions, but he will make time for you

- He never forgets the important dates. It’s your birthday? Itachi’s got the whole day down with activities like he’s planned a chess game. It’s your anniversary? He’s taking you out for dinner and showing up with flowers

- He would 100% pick up all the stray cats and show up with a new one every month

- He loves having a bath with you and washing your hair. Let him pamper you, girl. He’s a self-care king, and he wants to do a hair mask with you

- He loves when you play with his hair

- He’s definitely tailing you when you’re on a mission because he doesn’t think your teammates are good enough and he needs to make sure you’re safe

- He will never tell you that, though

- He brings up the topic of having children at least once a week, even just as a fantasy. He wants to be able to be with them a lot, and he’s busy with missions, but he’s also dying to have a child with you. Give him a break. He’s an Uchiha

- When you’re on your period, Itachi’s making you a hot water bottle, buying you snacks, checking in on you every ten minutes to the point he’s overbearing, but you don’t mind because he’s so sweet and worried :’)

- Loves it when you offer to cook for him. If you’re a horrible cook, he will still eat everything and tell you it was amazing. But don’t worry, he’ll handle it next time

- Anyone treated you badly or hurt you? They have mysteriously disappeared, never to be seen again

- He gets shy with pda, apart from holding your hand

- He smiles all the time when he listens to you talk about your day, asks questions and lets you rant to your heart’s content <33

- He’s secretly jealous and possessive. He’s lost practically everything he had in his life, and he doesn’t think he deserves you, so he’s scared of losing you to another man. This leads to a lot of intimidating stares and the occasional genjutsu to get them to back off

[iambilliejeanok]

Itachi x reader

Warnings: 18+, somno, dry humping

You’ve been super horny as of late, to a point where your daily dreams end with you having super intense orgasms. He notices it though, even though you think it’s your own little secret. He notices it when you fall asleep sitting on his lap, your dreams forcing you to move your hips in circles or when he wakes up first in the morning, seeing you squirm against him in your sleep, scooting your butt further into him. Luckily for you though, he won’t mention it, to save you the embarrassment of course. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t like the way you unconsciously grind yourself against him everytime you fall asleep cuddling him, He’d most certainly be lying if he said he didn’t try to help, carefully shifting himself into position to help you get a better angle, placing his hands on your hips to help you grind against him a bit more accurately. Sometimes you’ll wake up from the intensity of your dream orgasm and realize you’re humping him, but he will pretend that he noticed no such activity and you sigh in relief, trying to go back to sleep in the comfort of his arms. Sweet dreams my love, he thinks to himself, shutting his eyes in bliss, afterall, this is what friends are for.

[uchihaharlot]

Oooh! Thirsty requests? Don’t mind if I do 🤭

I love the Uchiha men! (Duh) So, what is their favorite sex position that really does it for them, really gets them going and busting the fastest and hardest? 👀💥

Ok what the fuck, this is hawt and it took me mere seconds to formulate exactly which positions the boys instinctively bust.

NSFW; afab; holy fuck this is hot and I haven’t even drafted it 🚨:

Madara: Riding him for the first time.

• This man’s sole purpose is to spread his seed like peanut butter, preferably within his wife’s spongey wet cunt.

• Top/Bottom is never an option for debate, she’s either taken by surprise bent over something forward or underneath him. Deliciously tormented with his rough and abrasive thrusts. Madara does not allow such luxury in the way of her desires. Even if she is endlessly pleased, something is missing.

• If his wife manages, and it’s a risk. To get on top of him…Madara won’t even know how to cope with the shift in power. He is so unpredictable as it is, the urge to maneuver her submissive to him is strong, but falters.

• Seeing her enjoy him this way, like actually enjoy it more than usual…is provocative and endearing. Though sex is usually overstimulating with him — copious amounts of hours in bed laid to the mating press. She had back sores once, but those were always soothed. He’s not a complete hooligan.

• But he is a heathen, so in this regard Madara definitely takes the opportunity to actually acknowledge her body’s many appealing angles. Differences on her soft supple skin are highlighted in the dimly lit bedroom. They reflect and make his head spin, red orbs elicit for the first time and she’s under the scope of his sharingan. It’s new and invigorating and one touch of a soft breast with rough hands makes her moan out his name for the first time ever. Both of them are deliriously overcome with the slightest touch.

• Oops. He shoots his shot too soon after hearing his name. 🫥 He wants to disappear in that moment, Madara can’t cope…sensing a pattern here? But it was so good, and she is undeniably beautiful. Purebred Uchiha, like him. Maybe if he was more….sensual and less of a brute? She would garner this reaction next time?

• This brings me to a bonus point with Madara, lol. The second position he comes fast would undoubtedly be his favorite, damn his wife for having a voice that cradles soft moans onto his left ear, for the second time he comes fast. Barely three minutes in.

Obito: Making out while sitting in his lap.

• 🫠 I don’t want to embarrass this man, but my fucking head just — cannot not go there. Sweet summer child thought that giving head was making out the first time he heard the phrase (at 14 no less).

• So he won’t tell her he is a grown ass virgin, but he really doesn’t need to. Obito acts with hesitation below that of a wet blanket when alone with his s/o. Shaky here and there, the surprised gasps he makes when her lips feather kisses like spring rain to his lips. Obito is besotted. Wholeheartedly leaking like a faucet in his slacks.

• I want to give this man the benefit I really do, finding it hard to keep it….yea no. They’re not even at that point of business when Obito let out stifled sound between a moan and low grunt. All she did was grind into his throbbing cock. 🫡 Ships sunk, and like with most; the captain goes down too.

• This woman, bless her heart as well. Has the patience of a god. She will make some cute pun about needing to check his briefs more thoroughly and Obito is so fucking flustered; ommggg. It’s unfortunate that he’s picked up on coping skills from Madara. He too, wants to hide.

• Divine, Obito thinks this of her. Taking his sad floppy manhood, which is covered in his premature cum as he watches her slurp him in his mouth. Making some pun about how wasteful but that she forgives him if he makes up for it.

• Will suck until he is hard again, which is not even thirty seconds. Obito also, like most Uchiha men, is subjected to his eyes. Red spun pearls capture her gaze as she sits in his lap on the recliner. This has always been a dream! It’s happening!

• Then it isn’t, no. Not really. Not again! His s/o is not even the slightest bit surprised when Obito starts to pulse within her. She’s barely sunk her self silly on his fat cock.

• ‘It’s ok, Obi. Just means you’re really excited for me.’ Hnngggg, that didn’t help and neither did the slow up and down motions or her hips rolling. Obito couldn’t decide if he was cumming — maybe dying? He was moaning sure, in her mouth and goddamn she was filthy in that moment. ‘Good boy…every drop.’

• No question about it, he was already finishing before the words left her lips to his in a searing kiss.

Shisui: On her stomach from behind.

• Brb. Internally and externally exploding at this idea. Shisui is so sweet, sensual with his partner(s). The king of making any woman wet his bed like a geyser.

• Definitely prefers eye contact positions — in his lap is a close second to finishing first. Where he can grip your hips and thighs, but if there is no time to spare. Oh, he knows his own defeat and how to unleash it.

• The second this woman is flat on her stomach, Shisui eagerly slips between her swollen folds. He’s got her legs shut and cages her entire body with his muscular frame. Having mercilessly devoured her like a five star Michelin three course meal prior, she’s beyond the realms of pleasure. This is the promise land.

• This Uchiha, too, transcends the first drag in and out of her warmth. So slick, cramped. A warm hug for his cock. Shisui would think it’s a game to hold it in, but that won’t be possible.

• As if the confines of her weeping cunt weren’t enough, it’s the sight that he dials in at and shamelessly data bases to his core memory. The image alone of watching his cock emerge just to disappear over and over again sends Shisui spiraling — whimpering usually.

• Shisui is a man of precision, ok? Not in this position though. He’ll get sloppy and plant an assortment of kisses and light nips to her back and shoulders just as he spurts the last remaining drops of Uchiha essence inside her.

• Lastly, when he slips out — still half cocked, Shisui doesn’t rock anything less than a semi. He will place his thumbs on either ass cheek, speading them open to see his cum leak out her gorgeous sanctuary he makes home to his seed.

Itachi: Front spooning her in the morning.

• Usually I write Itachi on the side of inexperienced and new. Not today; this man can be deplorable in bed and has some rather… nifty kinks. Though today we will focus on what makes Uchiha Itachi a ten second Tom.

• Also an Uchiha who adores eye contact. It’s a must. Every aspect of her body is unique and imprinted to his front temporal lobe. Some of it mundane, majority of it not.

• Itachi is an early bird (heh). So is she, and with that goes the saying — the early bird gets the worm. Or gives it. Seeing her in the throes of sleep, soft, serene and just down right beautiful. He’s down bad, rocking that good ole’ Hashirama hard as a rock morning wood. Itachi will think he’s going to make an everlasting memory, but the second his s/o opens her eyes he’s just so desperate.

• Yutakas are are simply one of the best articles of clothing. Comfortable, stylish and elegant — with a side of easy access. Itachi makes haste to disrobe them, while making to push her on her back…

• While his s/o all on board for being his pillow princess. This morning she hikes a leg over his hip and gives him a kiss so severely wanton, Itachi slips through drenched folds and gently rocks into her. Cradling her closer to his chest.

• More intimate than intimate, Itachi usually strides for ‘slow and steady’ for an everlasting experience. Today she’s insatiable. The whimper his name tumbles through subsequently has Itachi rutting harder and faster. Once those delicate muscles wrapped around his cock start sucking him in and swallowing him does he realize it’s only been about two minutes.

• Two minutes is not enough, but if she’s coming, so is he. An incredible group effort by them both. Itachi pants in her ear as their respective orgasms feed pleasure to one another.