#my ninja tools and scrolls

[slutpoppers]

操具・死球撃

[haganekotetsu]

Does anyone want anything from the gachapon??

Speak now or suffer the consequences of not having some little dude that sticks to any surface you throw em at

[miss-tarja]

Hojōjutsu

Art by mag_bya on X ❤️

Ninja! Miguel O’Hara x Ninja! Reader.

Another for the Miguelverse ✨

WARNINGS: MINORS DON'T INTERACT. Dom/Sub dynamic, Smut, fingering, Oral (F! Receiving) Unprotected p in v, use of bdsm equipment, mentions of Kinbaku poses (Or bondage), mentions of Japanese terms, bratting, ninja activities, espionage, spanking. Rimming (F! Receiving).

A/N: Was going through my photography essays and found a lovely photo shoot I did back then 🤭, then had that fanart sitting on my gallery for too long, untouched. And I might be ovulating so... yeah. Merely indulging myself here jsksk. Hope you like! Feedback and reblogs are always welcome c:

Word count: 7505.

PD: The Hojojutsu is a Japanese martial art used ever since Edo period, used to immobilize prisoners. Due the lack of iron to create tools such as handcuffs, the police back then had to make use of ropes. Still is a practice used in modern days as part of the Japanese police training ~ ✨ It was the main inspiration for the Kinbaku (Erotic tying) that came later in the same period ❤️.

Frantic steps ran through the overcrowded grass field, dodging and zig zagging left and right, until a foot turned on its heels to the right once more in a stupid attempt to lose him and keep himself alive a little longer.

The young man knew what the task of being a messenger ensued, the dangers he'd face ahead on the treacherous path he'd chosen. But never in his short life he'd think he'd encounter danger this early on his very first mission. 

The young man's panting increased, like the fear devouring all coherent thoughts inside his panicking brain, begging to keep on running, to keep himself away from the silent steps behind him, preying, approaching him with a deathly and stealthy pace and a single goal in mind. 

The scroll.

Not only it contained compromising information about some powerful lords in the underworld, but names of those that weave their webs behind Underground New York's imperious daily activities. 

The powerful, the self proclaimed gods among mortals, that looked down upon those beneath them. Lords or modern daimyos (Feudal lords), as they called themselves, strategically distributed in seven sectors through the living contradiction the city was. 

A blur of red made the courier's eyes nearly pop out of their socket as it hovered over him. The young and naive man knew running was as futile as sending a signal of help in an open field. He also knew running would just delay the eventual end awaiting with open arms his way. When the courier turned, all that his horrorized eyes could do was widen as open as they could, his mouth gaped, like a fish out of water but no scream for pity or sound came out of it; while the moving blur stopped right in front of him, in the shape of a man.

Someone he was often warned by his mentors, the survivors of his prowess, stood tall and  proud before his very eyes. None other but The Spider-man was his chaser and executor. Red, blue and a flash of white by the elongated fangs dashing, was all the courier saw before a powerful sting erupted from the side of his neck, spreading a burning numbness through his limbs, like a disease. Stilling and subduing each movement of his muscles effortlessly.

The flesh skeleton he had for a body twitched painfully, the soft coppery smell tickled his nose along the faint scent of gunpowder flooding each breath.The gloved hands held him still as the bite deepened. It all had happened so quickly, yet the beating of his heart slowed down, menacing to stop at any second. The burning within was too overwhelming for his brain to register. 

A bite. It all took a bite from the colorful blur to end it all. Not that the courier’s chase had been exhausting, if anything it all meant a mere game he had lost even before starting. The scroll fell off its secure grip on the ground, like him and his soon to be lifeless body. Unable to tear his gaze from the… creature standing before him. A glint of beady red eyes watched him, with a satisfied smirk on his face before disappearing within the blink of an eye into the night. 

Despite the city's futuristic layout, many lived simple and rustic lives, after all, the social barrier was ever present among the denizens of the upper terrains.

Old and new walked hand in hand, carrying the hefty weight of a constantly evolving dystopia. Even though technology oozed in the upper echelons of the city, the most basic and borderline rudimentary ways of life thrived in the subworld. Another reality, some said. 

While the top was beautifully constructed with skyscrapers that scratched the sky and beyond, the sublevels of the city still used technology deemed ancient. Manual labour, handwritten letters, artisanal constructions among others that could be found only in history records. Many used it as a getaway from the overwhelming and speedy pace the upper city kept, others, too stubborn to embrace the change to be part of it, but for a certain powerful group, it was the perfect ambience for criminal activities off the radar. 

It was no secret that Underground Nueva York was controlled by six individuals that always made their word an ominous promise and the underworld they remained hidden, their playground. Old ways of intel gathering were brought to the table, and old arts of espionage once again resurfaced, leaving the good and the bad to clash in a never ending fight for justice and interests alike.

You often wondered what was the real cause they fought for. Money? Maybe. Power? Definitely. Men loved to show off their power, even in the most subtlest of things. Especially one, your boss. The one and only and true mastermind behind the other daimyos agendas, Tyler Stone. 

The man had requested your presence right after you had finished another mission. Infiltration and a little else were your speciality, eventually they both helped you to get the right amount of recognition to put your name out there, earning yourself a good spot as Tyler’s best spy. 

“You called?” Your voice echoed behind him, as Tyler read the many scrolls full with intel from his uptown allies. Scrolls were untraceable, unlike an email. 

“Your new mission just arrived, Shadow.” His favorite nickname for you, despite your initial mockery for it. “You see, one of Osborn’s agents was supposed to deliver us some information. He never showed up. My scroll is missing and as you might know, if there’s something that grinds my gears is to have my intel in pieces” He sighed, opening the next scroll in line. “You know I’m a complete picture sort of man. So bring it to me. Will you, dear?.”

“Anything else?” 

“For you to be careful.” 

A tinge of wariness raised in the back of your mind. It was rare when Tyler, out of everyone, warned you, and the times he did it meant only one thing. A formidable enemy awaited. 

“Careful?” You repeated, almost incredulous. 

“Yes, my dear Shadow. Careful. Whoever is dispatching our agents, is quick, efficient and dangerous.”

So am I

“Is there any pattern?” 

“That’s the thing. Whatever this…creature is, leaves a single thing in the bodies. A signature of sorts.” 

Tyler handed you a couple of pictures, all of them showed something in common. The lurid silhouette of a man’s bite, nesting too comfortably in the right side of the victims’ necks. Two deep and parallel punctures stood out the most for you, located right in the jugular as an ambar liquid oozed from them.  

Creature. It suited the description beyond perfection. The bite reminded you of those fantasy beings you used to read about in your spare time, but with science and progress living above your head, the idea of whoever or rather whatever doing this wasn’t as crazy as it sounded. You had seen your fair share of strange things and mutants. One that loved to bite wouldn’t spook you out. 

Without anything more deemed substantial to know, you disappeared. Ready to search and retrieve. 

The first two districts had been empty of what you needed. Their people either knew how to hide a good secret, or they were too oblivious as to what had happened with the missing courier. Some thermal water attendees commented briefly on it, but nothing good enough to make it a lead. 

Then you infiltrated into an inn, as a masseuse, after tracking one of Osborn’s soldiers. The man turned out to be nothing else but his right hand, and if there was something all the lackeys from the daimyos’ shared, it was their loose mouth. 

“-Next thing I know is that he’s gone. Poor kid. It was his first day and he got the bite.” The soldier huffed as you moved your oiled up hands among the layers of skin and bumps, earning a gurgling and approving moan from him. 

“See? This is what I call VIP service.” He mumbled, too lost into the relaxation invading him, like the other soldier accompanying him. Another girl worked his neck and back. 

“So, that kid, Ricky’s dead then?” The other soldier asked, contemplating. 

“Seems so. That… Spider creature is scaring my men shitless. But when I catch him? I swear… he'll pay. I liked Ricky. Was young and stupid, but was a good soldier.”

A him? Spider creature?

Your ears perked ever subtly as you listened and massaged the man's shoulder diligently, while your brain connected two and two. You were on the right track. 

“Osborn wants him dead.”

“Like everyone.” His companion chuckled, “He's been messing us up for too long. Even Tyler is looking up for that Spider guy.”

Osborn’s right hand gave a low whistle.

“Yeah. That means we stay out of his way and let him handle it all. If he fails, hope not, we'll be screwed. None wants to be a messenger now, because of that arachnid son of a bitch.” 

“Ah, c’mon, it can't be that hard to get him! Just round up some other shinobis and we'll settle a trap for him.”

“That's the thing, dumbass… It's not only him.”

After long days of discreet and low profile searches, you finally managed to not only make a solid lead, revealing more of this phantom-like character to you and those brave or stupid enough to dig past the surface about him. 

You found out that what killed the young man was a severe allergic reaction to a toxin located in some spiders you had heard were used in the upper city labs of Alchemax. The arachnid creature was more a fact than a hypothesis now. 

And although you had to pay a visit to the upper dystopia to get more information, it all eventually led you back underground. More specifically to the Takuya district. Or colloquially known as “The Spider” sector. Rumors about a secret army being trained under the command of a man were often encountered in your research. And no matter how much Tyler’s minions tortured the captured enemy’s spies, none sang. 

Some rather die, others bite their tongue off. None dared to say a word, nor a peep. Until one did, giving you a name in hopes for you to stop the pain consuming him. 

Miguel O’Hara. 

The very same ghost that owned the residency before you. The very same creature that from time to time, meaning almost on rare occasions, allowed himself to be a regular man and spent the night with some high end courtesan. 

Thanks to your connections, you managed to swap with the assigned woman for the task. The madam couldn't make enough emphasis to not be bold or rude or else you'd never work for them again, as he had complained about the last woman they sent. 

“Don't look him in the eye if he doesn't allow you to.” “Don't speak unless you’re asked to.” “Don't-”

Will I get to breathe though? 

The sudden thought was too tempting to be kept in your red tainted mouth, but common sense prevailed and you remained shut. 

One thing you always found curious was the clothing people wore in this side of the underground city. Yukatas, kimonos, obis, so many traditional clothing you had seen back in the museum records. Even the security guards wore the signature red and blue uniforms you had seen since entering some parts of the district. All wearing a spider symbol in their chest or backs. 

Once ready, you were allowed in, and soon were guided to the assigned room. The house, or rather manor, was as impressive inside as it was from the outside. Your eyes were already taking mental notes, how many hallways, how many doors, people and soldiers, and of course, how many weapons each carried. Security was alarming, meaning the scroll was somewhere within.

The heavy steps from outside, snapped you out of your thoughts, and when the door slid open, your breath stuck in your throat. 

Not only was he the tallest man you had ever seen, but the most serious. Sharp features adorned his strong jaw, the red irises were too strange and pretty to ignore, especially when they raked you up and down, causing a chill to tickle your skin alive while you bowed. Somehow you could understand a bit more on why people feared him. 

“You're early.” He noted, closing the door behind you both. The people behind the thin walls left, conceding privacy to you both.

By his damp hair you could tell he was fresh out of a bath. Wearing a burgundy and blue colored yukata contrasting with his luscious cinnamon skin. Dark chestnut and shiny locks perfectly slicked back, almost too elegant. But his eyes were the ones that did the trick for you. Bright red and dangerous. Staring right into your soul.

“Madam Odai refuses to get another complaint from our best client, so she sent me earlier to give you extra time as a compensation, sir.”

His head tilted slightly as his eyes refused to leave you, an appreciative hum left him. 

“On your feet. Face the wall.” He instructed right on.

Your brow quivered at his sudden order, but obeyed. Once again your breath caught when the sudden sensation of warmth irradiating from his body pressed against your back. Big hands palmed up and down your sides, squeezing briefly any portion of space his hands reached. 

Straight to business, huh?

His hot breath tickled your neck as his hands took a good and proper feel of you, your breast, waist, hips. He hummed pleased, when he found the obi around your waist, and with an impromptu twist, you faced him as the belt fell at your feet. Like the first layer of your robes. 

“Haven’t seen you before.” He huffed, his eyes too focused on whatever piece of your exposed skin, as if looking for something.

Your cheeks couldn't help but flush lightly at the sudden pace his hands worked. But a gasp came out of your mouth when his body pushed you against the wall, and with a swift motion of his hands, he peeled off layers and layers, until nothing but a fine linen robe separating your nakedness from his scrutiny remained. 

“I-Is there something wrong, sir?” 

Although your voice came out laced with innocence and curiosity, confusion crossed Miguel’s eyes for a moment. There were no weapons on you, which earned him a low growl. He was sure he'd find something, anything, tiny as it was. But there was nothing. 

Yet. 

His eyes smothered you, like blazing and gorgeous fire stones ready to scorch you alive, following every breath you did. He didn’t trust anyone, not even his own shadow.

“Hands above your head.” 

You obeyed, with a subtle and playful bat of your lashes. The sleeves of your linen dropped back, exposing your now naked arms. His eyes followed every trace of your bare skin, stopping at your partially open lips for a second longer.

“Are you looking for something, sir?”

“Quiet.” He held with a single hand both of your wrists, pinning you down on the spot. Earning you a ticklish giggle when his brows furrowed deeper. “I would’ve been informed if a new girl showed up.”

“I work in another district. Madam Odai requested my help, her girls were busy for the night. She didn’t want to let you down.”

His hands pulled you closer to him, only to flip you and press your face against the wall with your hands behind your back, his grip tightened, you noted. A tingle ran down your spine, pooling down in the very pit of your abdomen. Your hips arched in his direction, bumping ever softly against his. 

Ironic as it was, playing in the handsome face of danger was your best card, but deep in the back of your mind, Tyler’s warning rang loud and clear. To be careful. He was no ordinary man after all.

“...Sir?” 

Miguel huffed, almost too amused your charade was still up. For how long though? So far you seemed confused at best by his behavior, you weren’t panicking nor complaining. A big red flag on your end. Other women struggled, over-explained themselves or cried initially, and he always made sure to reward their endurance to the frighten, and here you were, calm and collected as if expecting his next move.

“You never told me the district you came from.” His breath tickled your cheek.

“Well, you never asked.”

“Ha, funny aren’t you?” He pressed tighter, pulling a tiny whimper from your lips. “Where?”

“D-District four.” you gasped. And the hairs of your nape stood. “Your grip is hurting me, sir.”

“Four?” He chuckled and your alarms flared. “And you say Odai sent you?” 

“Is this a routine of yours I wasn't told of?” 

“You see… If there’s something Odai hates is sloppy jobs” He turned you once again, his hot breath fanning your face as he hovered over you, his hand easily maneuvered your arms above your head, pinning you once again. “And district four. Now, let’s try again before my patience runs out. Who. Sent. You?” 

“I told you already! Madam Odai did!.” 

He squeezed your wrist tighter as a warning, yet no bigger reaction than a glower crossed your features. His other hand pulled your chin up, making your eyes meet his, the scowl on his handsome face revealed just enough for you to see the tip of his elongated fangs peeking out. 

He was the creature. The Spider. The ghost stalking your agents, and everyone deemed a threat towards his interests. 

“Are you sure you wanna play that way, pequeña? Cause let me tell you, If we'll play, it'll be on my terms.” His voice turned an octave lower, hissing on your ear, slamming you hard enough against the wall to get his point across. “And I don't play gently.” 

“I’m sure Madam Odai won’t like hearing you’ve been terrorizing her employees-”

The slam was enough for you to growl. The confused courtesan mask slowly cracked before him.

“How convenient for her to send a new employee when I precisely requested her to not send any other girls here.” A smirk stretched in his plump lips, “But I do appreciate her collaboration in handing me over stupid people like you that think they have a chance.”

Your eyes widened for a moment, earning a satisfied huff from him. 

That old hag…

Odai had delivered you right into his palm, like a butterfly purposely placed in the sticky webs of a hungry spider. A sacrifice for her own and her business protection. A normalized practice within the underworld.

“Are you gonna kill me?” Your eyes followed him with the same intensity he scrutinized you.

“Depends. What are you here for?”

“To please someone. But, guess I'm not his type. A shame really.” 

His eyes narrowed. “Your time runs out, corazón. Like my patience, so you better speak.” 

“I don't feel like it, actually. Not a good talker when I'm cornered.” The little smirk in your lips was enough for his eyelid to twitch.

“Enough!” He growled, squeezing your wrist tighter, earning a wriggle from you. “Give me names, now. I don't have time for this.” 

“Neither do I.” You hissed back and sunk your knee in his side with a powerful kick, pushing all air out of his lungs and weakening his grip on your wrists as he staggered back. All pretense gone, leaving your true colors before him. 

“You'll pay for that.” He hissed 

“You'll hit a woman? How shameful of you.”

With a sweep of his feet on your ankles, your balance was compromised by losing your footing as you stepped into the discarded silky robes. His hand grabbed a handful of your front robe and pulled you towards him, his angry and gorgeous face inches away from yours. 

“It's self defense when you attack me first, bonita.” He growled, dodging and pushing you against the wall with the sole intention of disorienting you, specially with a sudden body slam he did. But you were persistent.

A flurry of kicks and punches moved his way, but he easily dodged, learning your fighting pattern, analyzing your every move. Proficient, effective, lethal and graceful, like a proper kunoichi (female ninja) trained from a young age. Until he seized the chance and grabbed your ankle, pulling upwards, lifting you effortlessly with enough strength to make you yelp, surprised at the sheer display of power, but also making your robe to rile up even further. 

“Put me down, asshole!” Your hands tried to reach for the railing hems of your robe and his face, to no avail. 

“Como desees, corazón.” (As you wish, sweetheart)

Not only did he put you down by letting your body fall with a loud thud on the ground. But pounced on you before you could scramble on your feet and dash towards the door. 

You threw a blind punch with your elbow, earning an amused chuckle from him as he caught it mid air.

“My, my. For being a little thing you sure do put up a fight, I’ll give you that.” He mumbled cockily while restraining both of your arms behind your back and held them on the spot by pressing his knee on them. All while he retrieved a white long rope from a nearby compartment on the floor. “Now be a good girl and stay still.”

Your eyes frowned when his fingers placed the rope around your neck. And just when you thought his fingers couldn’t work faster, there he was, twisting the rope behind your underarms to create a lubber’s knot and restrain your arms behind your back. Leaving zero chances for them to move. And if it wasn’t enough for him, he finished the tie with the ropes caging your breast above your chest and underneath them, perfectly secured in a box tie.

With a pull, he easily lifted you from the ground, the rope around your neck tightened enough to cut off your air intake briefly, earning him a gasp. Your feet clumsily stood, with Bambi-like steps, but a squeal, easily mistaken for a moan, left you as his face found the right side of your neck and sank his fangs in the tender skin, right above your pulsating spot and pulled you closer to his chest while at it. 

The sting was something you hadn’t felt before. Unlike the courier, a soft buzz spread through your limbs, heightening every receptor in your pores and skin. Increasing your body temperature with a pleasant scorch that slowly traveled through your chest, hardening your nipples, to finally fall deep in the pit of your fluttering stomach.

Your eyes nearly rolled back when he pulled his fangs out, licking the amber droplets of his poison, off your now trembling skin in the way.

“We’ve already played your games.” He pushed you to walk out of the room. “I think it’s time to play mine.” 

The cold splashes of water doused your heated skin, awakening from your sudden slumber. When did you fall unconscious? You didn’t know. All you remembered was him biting you, your body burning and him leading you somewhere. 

“Rise and shine, sunshine.” He mumbled while splashing another bucket of ice cold water on your face. 

Your groggy eyes fought for a moment to focus, the water droplets blurred your sight, yet you could still see the blue and red blur pacing back and forth before you. Your head hung, too heavy to keep it up, yet the alarms rang once more as you didn’t feel the floor under your feet. A little late you realized you were dangling in the air.  

The blur came closer and yet another splash of water doused you once more, making you cough, shiver and gasp. His hands wiped your eyes from the stubborn water pooling in the corner of them, clearing your sight for you to watch him properly. The flimsy and soaked robe now stuck on your body like a second skin.

“There we go. You gotta look a bit more alive for me, darling.” His fingers patted your cheeks softly, squeezing your chin to face him. 

“W-Where…” You coughed again, gasping for air.

He just watched you, impassive, as you tried to pull your arms back with a tug, yet they didn’t budge. Your feet twitched. The only part of your body that remained unrestrained. If you fell, the pain wouldn’t be too much. You were hovering a few feet above him after all. 

Slowly the numbness holding your brain hostage left, earning you back some mobility, but enough to stop and look down at yourself, or at least attempt to. A spreader bar kept your arms separated behind your back. Your upper body leaned towards him as the rest dangled. 

The cold water dribbled in little rivulets down your shivering thighs, you didn’t have time to protest as the ice cold liquid drenched you again. 

“F-Fuck, stop!” you gurgled, kicking in the air. But he made sure each part of you was soaked. “I’m awake already you-”

He splashed your face with a smirk, silencing your yapping, earning himself a glare. You were awake. And aware, just like he needed you to be. 

“Good. Good. Now… mind telling me who you’re running errands for?” 

“Fuck you.” 

“Don’t know them. I think you'll have to illustrate me.” 

You thrashed and kicked his way. Pulling a mocking yet brief laugh as he caught your first leg. His eyes raked your exposed and shimmery wet skin. His thumb rubbed just above your tabi socks, slowly increasing in a powerful squeeze. 

“There’s only three people that are in touch with Odai’s services.” He mumbled, pulling you by the hostage ankle, the suspension device you were tied to, moved in his direction, obeying without reply, unlike you. And by the looks of the room, you supposed it was a torture space. 

Bars, ropes and other weapons rested too comfortable on the tables. But what truly snatched your whole attention for a moment was seeing the different objects and other tools you often got to see not so well hidden in the massaging rooms. The inns and massage houses were often a decoy for cruising. 

“Eyes on me, sweetheart.” He pulled your chin  and spoke again. “Like I said only three people, daimyos especially, have the connection with Odai. Kingpin.” Your face turned in disgust at the name and he hummed.

“Osborn.” Your eyes went wide for a moment. “Yeah, it’s as surprising for me as everyone that finds out. And last but not least. The boss himself, Tyler Stone.”

Your lips flattened in a tight line at the name, yet Miguel’s eyes shone. 

“Tyler is it?” He nodded with pursed lips, then a nonchalant huff escaped his lips. “I see. Guess the upper city life wasn’t doing that old man any good.” 

“Old man? Oh god, Save it, will you?I’m not here to talk about your daddy issues, Spiderman.” 

You teased, but that earned you a firm spank that had your jaw clenching in a hiss and your toes curl, drowning a cuss. 

“Too bad he still fails as one for not teaching his pets to behave.” A dark glint crossed his eyes, “But don’t worry. We’ve got time.” 

With a growl you tensed up your muscles, strengthening your core enough to gain some balance and kick his way, but the attack was ridiculous and you only managed to annoy him. 

“So damn impolite.” He slapped with precision your cold pussy. Pulling a yelp as you stilled. “That’s better.” 

His hands took the rope and wasted no time bending your knee back against your thigh. Although you gave him another kick, it barely budged him. He restrained the first and caught the other one just in time before it connected to the side of his head.

“Dios mio, you’re such a brat.” He restrained the other leg, almost with a lick of humor, leaving you in nothing but a frog-tie position. 

Not only now you hovered over him, completely soaked, angry and hogtied. But your cunt was also exposed to him. A shade of flush traveled through your cheeks as he pulled the lever to lower the suspension device just enough for his eyes to meet your folds. And as much as you tried to close your legs and deny him the sight, you couldn’t. 

“Now… What does Tyler want so bad he sent you here, hmm?” He stepped back, raising his hand to show his talons protruding from the tip of his fingers.

Your eyes widened for a moment while one of his sharp fingers tipped your chest. You didn’t have to be a genius to understand one slice of them was enough to end you on the spot. But nervousness had a habit of turning you into a parrot when the nerves kicked in. 

“Might as well call you kitty-man.” A stupid parrot that earned a growl from the danger before you. 

The sound of fabric tearing was too deafening for a moment, your eyes closed as soon as the talons reached up to you and then a shiver ran through your skin when the cold air hit your bare and hardened nipples. He had sliced to shreds your robe, leaving nothing but hanging pieces in between the ropes and you. A beautiful soaked and flushed mess. His talons retracted. 

“I liked you better when you weren’t talking without my permission.” He mumbled and approached the special table, retrieving a bamboo gag and waving it for your eyes to see. “Ball gags are unsafe for little things like you. Wouldn't want you to choke on purpose.” His hands fastened the gag around your mouth, making your teeth sink into the bamboo piece. “I’d rather do so myself.” 

A crawl pooled in your lower back, but even so, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, refusing to completely acknowledge his undeniable advantage. 

“Now. I speak, you listen.” His hands pulled your open thighs closer to his face, his eyes couldn’t help but admire properly the wondrous display of his authority effects on your skin. 

A lovely patch of hair covered your pubis, stopping an inch away from your cleft. Puffy labia remained slightly parted by the position of your thighs, doing a poor job in covering the prized pearl of nerves resting in between them, calling for proper attention. His pupils widened involuntarily when it pulsated. 

The man in him urged him into making you talk. And by the reactions of your body, he knew the perfect torture for such task. Conventional methods would only be inefficient but boring. Even if you were his enemy, the chivalrous side of him dictated he couldn’t ignore a wet pussy. 

His eyes darted to a wriggling you, staring, amused at how your desperate movements of freedom made the ropes to friction tighter, leaving faint red imprints of their pattern in your skin. But oh, when the little whimper echoed behind your gag as soon as the rope touched your nipples, fueled him. He knew he had to do something. 

“Look at me.” He instructed once more and your eyes darted his way with a glare. 

That stupid and smooth smirk in his plump lips only fed dry bones to the hatred fire burning within you. 

“We’ll make this quick and easy. I’ll ask something and naturally you’ll reply. I know… I know. Don’t look at me like that, corazón. If the answer is yes, you’ll…” He took your chin and made you nod. “But if it’s a no?” He moved your head to shake it side to side gently. “Understood?” 

Upon not hearing an answer, he reached for your folds and pressed his thumb against your clit, applying the right amount of pressure. Your thighs twitched and you whimpered. 

“I said, understood?” 

You nodded almost right away. 

“Good girl.” He released your clit and rubbed the inside of your thigh, relishing in the sight of the wetness seeping through your pores. 

Miguel reached for a little clamp and pried it open, hovering it over your nipple. Your eyes followed the wooden device, backing up as much as you could. 

“Do you know what the scroll contains?” He held you still

You shook your head. But the clamp was put on your nipple anyway, tearing a throaty whimper from you while glaring his way. You weren’t lying, and still the asshole preferred to complete the task by adorning both breasts with the wooden clamps. The pressure sent a delicious crawl through your chest. 

“You came here to retrieve it, without knowing what it had inside?” The palpable mock in his tone had your eyes rolling, annoyed, but he tapped your clit, rewiring immediately your focus on him. “Nuh-uh. Eyes on me. Yes or no?” His thumb found its way to your pulsating bundle once more, rubbing in tortuously slow circles. Your hips by instinct twitched to the side, seeking more of the friction. 

You managed to nod, panting behind the gag while he flickered it to the sides. Each touch only sent burning waves of need through your body.

“Silly girl. Fetching things without knowing what they have is dangerous and stupid.” His face hovered over your cunt, examining with narrowed eyes the way your insides clenched around nothing the more he caressed it. 

“Does it feel good? Hm?” Other fingers joined the party as they parted your folds apart, revealing the soaked flesh in between. A fine thread of your juices escaped, smearing itself on his palm, a frisson of lust crossed his focused features when you eventually nodded. 

Of course it felt good. Too good for your own well being and damned you if Tyler found out about it. He’d deem you not trustworthy on the spot. But… Did it matter? You were done for anyway as the man before you, edged you into breaking two of the three most important restrictions a shinobi couldn’t break. Need for pleasure and longing. 

Both a distraction that nearly cost your life once, and now has gotten you into this predicament. You didn't need his hot breath fanning your pussy, and you certainly didn’t longed for his fingers to explore your insides, like his eyes were. You couldn’t. 

“Bet. Just look at you” He kept your puffy and sensitive folds open, too focused on the delicious mess he had created just with his fingers. He smiled, pleased. “So fucking wet. Has it been a long time for you, huh preciosa?”

He buried one of his long fingers inside, watching every reaction of you. Your brows arched and your eyes turned glossy, the flush in your cheeks increased despite the feeble attempt of anger flashing in your eyes. Yet you were angry at none but yourself for enjoying this man’s touch. Not that you could do something about it. And the more friction he provoked inside your spasming and needy walls, the more you planned on doing nothing about it. 

The moment his fingers stopped a whine dared to float out from your gagged mouth. And never in your life had you seen a man smiling so shamelessly. And he beamed when another fingers sunk in the glistening and clenching hole, knuckle deep. 

“Hear yourself, cariño.” He whispered and your breath hitched. His long and thick fingers curled up in a hook motion and pumped. Once, twice, over and over and over. Faster, deeper. 

Each pump turned wetter and wetter than the previous, the sounds your sopping cunt did only mixed with the whimpers and groans your mouth gave him. For once you were grateful you were gagged, or else the shame of having to beg him to not stop would be too much to handle. Yet each stroke of him inside your melting walls caused an obscene slurp and suck, and when the first spasm came, he released your insides with no remorse. 

You wriggled, desperate. If your mouth couldn’t  beg, your hips and cunt did by moving forward, trying to still get a feeling of his fingers. 

“Did you hear that?” He chuckled, admiring the hot and wet mess in his hand. Much to your disbelief, he took each of his soaked fingers in his mouth, groaning as soon as the first hit his taste buds. 

Your eyes stared, pupils wide, at the way his tongue cleaned every single trace of your juices off, like if he had just ate the most scrumptious of delicacies with his hands. 

“Funny thing is that you interrupted my meal time.” He stepped back to slick the stray strands of hairs that had dared to come in his sight, but quickly propped your bent and tied knees on top of his shoulders, “Guess you’ll do.” 

Nothing prepared you for the feeling of his mouth sinking in between your thighs, devouring, starved, caring little for the finesse his mouth kissed and sucked every inch of your cunt. One of his hands held your thigh in place, as the other held your hips tightly, his thumb pressed against the curve of your stomach. Preventing you from wriggling too much. 

His ears kept fueled with the syrupy sweet moans erupting every couple of seconds the more he delved in. His nose buried in the soft patch of hair as his tongue focused solely on your clit. He dribbled it with such hunger and energy it was impossible for your eyes to keep themselves in front.

But you had to, cause you didn’t want to miss a single second of his tongue slipping in and out, dribbling, slurping and sucking that sweet bundle that nearly made you see stars. A spank echoed and you groaned. Drool escaped the fissures of your lips, also making the gag a mess. 

A violent shiver shook you when his tongue traveled further and further, your head shook but he spanked you again, a warning to stay still and he now parted your cheeks and used his tongue to tease the pulsating ring of muscles. Your spine arched in a way that would put a contortionist to shame when he shook his head and traveled up back at your clit.

Devouring was a flimsy word for what he was doing. His eyes pinned you in the spot as his tongue feasted on your pussy, viciously. The sounds coming out of his mouth nearly matched the ones his fingers did. 

“Don’t come.” 

Well, fuck him cause that was just what you were about to do. How could you not when he was purposely instigating that spot that ached so good? Fuck him and his authority. Fuck his warnings. Fuck him. You came. 

It was like an electric jolt had impacted through your body, your head shook over and over, too overridden trying to assimilate the orgasm hitting you with such force it bulldozed all coherent thoughts from your brain. The muffled shriek was like music to his ears, but even so a growl rumbled in his chest. You had disobeyed. 

His eye twitched for a second but sighed, backing up. His hand wiped his glistening chin and lips and approached the table once again. He took a long dark bar that elongated itself when he pressed a button. The hooked a set of cuffs in the hoops on each side’s end pulled the lever of your contraption down. 

The chains whirred and he maneuvered the lever again, stopping you right before you impacted the floor. When he crouched right before you, a hardening bump in between his robe caressed your face as he removed the gag. 

You coughed, meekly, with swollen and flushed lips, exhaling like you had ran a marathon in just a couple of seconds. 

“Since you wanna disobey me so bad…” With a swing of his talons he cut the ropes that held your body suspended, and he caught you, just to put you gently on the floor. “I think it’s time for discipline.” 

Miguel placed the bar right above your ankles and secured each limb on each side with the cuffs, spreading your hips and thighs as well, giving him the perfect view of your exposed holes. He carefully cut the box tie around your breast in charge or caging them but didn’t remove the clamps. Instead, he took your reddening arms, full of the rope texture imprinted and guided them underneath you, straight to touch the bar. 

“Hold it.” He ordered and took a piece of jute nearby and bound your wrist to the stretcher. 

The numbness in your arms mattered little when the tingling remains of your peak still drowned your mind. Too momentarily gone to notice he had removed his robe, leaving his bare body to your unfocused scrutiny. 

He kneeled behind you and pulled your hair back, showing the mouthwatering curve of your throat. For a moment, the itch of his fangs to sink in that tender skin of yours was too strong to ignore, but his self control reminded him of the punishment he had in store for you. 

His hand lifted your hips higher, to align his cock into your trembling cunt. Miguel stretched his hand to grab your nape and press you deeper against the cold floor. Your body welcomed the coolness as the burning persisted. 

A moan echoed in the room as his broad tip rubbed against your drooling hole. 

“You want it, pequeña?” 

Your hips gave him the answer as they bucked to meet him, but he pulled away, chuckling.

“No, no. I removed the gag because I want you to use your voice, so use it. Do you want it?”

A throaty and meek ‘yes’ came past your lips and it was all he needed to push inch by inch inside. An involuntary gasp rumbled in your mouth

Each bit of himself stretched and molded your walls to his hefty girth, as they choked and gobbled him in. The fiery fluttering of them had Miguel sighing in relief while he kept your hips in place. And once he pushed against your hilt, he pushed forward, as if needing to go beyond, deeper with a powerful thrust. 

Your skin slapped against his once, twice, thrice, four times, until you couldn’t keep up the pace to count, or breath, or think. Your breast shook underneath you, the clamps and the coldness of the floor stimulated the right spots, yet no sound dared to come out your mouth. Too fucked out to chose which one you’d vocalize with the pleasure he inflicted.

The sound of flesh slapping unceasingly screwed the synapses course in your brain, filling the room. Weak and broken sobs turned into breathless wheezes. Your mouth parted open, in a silent scream when his pace increased. His hand once again pulled your hair back as his hot breath tickled your neck. 

His tongue licked the pleasure tears rolling on each side of your flushed and ruined cheeks. The mascara and the courtesan makeup were no longer able to withstand the heat, nor the sweat pearling your body. For a moment he took the time to admire his cock stretching you, filling you to the very top as you milked him.

“You take me so well, corazón” He grunted, plowing with all his might, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. To your inevitable doom. “You wanna cum, pequeña?”

“Y-Yes!” You shrieked in between wheezing sobs. 

“Have you earned it?” 

Your poor body bounced mercilessly underneath him. Your nails scratched and sunk into the bar, desperate for permission as the first sparks of your peak ignited in the pit of your abdomen. 

“Ple…Please!” You choked, unable to hold it in any more. 

“See? Manners aren’t that bad.” He smiled against your neck and groaned right into your ear. So sinfully deep and commanding. “Cum.” 

It wrecked you. He ruined you completely after hitting that forbidden spot that had you a blubbering and shrieking mess underneath him. Peak too devastatingly good for your poor brain to process, too intense to keep it all in, you came. And came hard. Drowning his cock in the warmth of your juices as they gushed the moment his tip kissed your cervix. 

The raspy and manly groan he gave you as he shot the hot and thick ropes of himself in the depths of your spasming walls was everything he needed for an idea to finally seed out in his mind. 

“From this moment…” He panted, satisfied with the wreckage he just created. “You belong to me.” He gasped, pulling out with all the reluctance of the world. “Meaning, you work for me now.” 

He staggered and picked his robe, a giant spider symbol scarred into his chest was quickly covered when he secured the robe around him. A fulfilled smirk played briefly in his flushed mouth.

“Don’t disappoint me, preciosa.” Was all you managed to hear before the door closed.

Maybe being a double agent wouldn't be that bad.  

Dividers by @saradika-graphics <3

[aster-saturn]

My RC9GN OC/self insert!!

Aster Avidan

The picrew I used (I TOTALLY FORGOT I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO EDIT OUT THE WATERMARK I'M SO STUPID)

Here's the link for it :D

Aster Avidan is a transfer student from Cape Town, South Africa, who now attends Norrisville High. True to his name—derived from the Greek word for "star"—Aster is fascinated with all things celestial. He incorporates stars into his style, often wearing accessories featuring a pentagram star, a symbol reminiscent of Randy's Greek key symbol.

Okay so the reason I went with the pentagram is because I did some research and learned that the Greeks and others generally use the symbol to ward off evil and I thought that it would make sense for Aster's character.

Okay so I kinda go back and forth between making Aster some hero or just a normal teen but I do have an idea for a Ninja variation for him.

So how it works is, Aster is like Randy's parallel. He comes from a town that had a guardian to protect them from mystical creatures controlled by his version of the Sorcerer, The Adze.

The Adze is a malevolent, vampiric, shapeshifting monster that takes the form of a firefly in the wild. When captured, the adze can transform into a human and possess people, making them appear to be witches. The adze's influence is said to negatively affect the people around the possessed person, especially those they are jealous of.

Pretty similar to the Sorcerer and Sorceress, right?

Now I like to imagine that since by the end of season 2 the Sorcerer and Sorceress are gone, unless...

Let's just imagine for a sec that in between the chaos of Evil Julian roaming around and real Julian being trapped in the land of the shadows, The Sorceress escapes somehow and comes into contact with Adze. They form an alliance and continue their plans of world destruction their way.

Now for Aster's version of the 'Nomicon.'

Aster's magical tool, the "Kenniscodex," is fundamentally different from Randy’s Nomicon.

Instead of being a physical book he carries around, Aster’s "Kenniscodex" resides in a mystical baobab tree deep in Africa. It contains scrolls guarded by South African mythical creatures.

When Aster needs to learn something, a bird from South Africa delivers a scroll to him in Norrisville. Like Randy, when he opens the scroll, Aster enters a dreamlike state, his consciousness transported to the baobab tree where he interacts with the "Kenniscodex" to gain knowledge and wisdom.

Note: "Kenniscodex" Translates to 'Knowledge codex' in Dutch and Afrikaans :)

And that's it for now! My main inspiration of this came from doing research on my country's mythical creatures, and the Baobab idea kinda came from thinking about Rafiki from the Lion King.

[scarecrowofthefields]

Kakashi Appearances in Boruto: Naruto Next Generations

I couldn’t find a list of all the episodes where Kakashi made an appearance in Boruto: NNG so I decided to make my own. Not sure how many people still care about Boruto: NNG, hopefully it’ll save people the headache that I had scouring through 293 episodes just for this retired man

updated: October 24th 2024

Key:

episode number - episode title

no asterisks = one scene

** = two scenes or more

*** = kakashi-centric

13 - A Demon Beast Appears***

Kakashi's debut in Boruto! Not only that, he showcases a new Lightning Style: Purple Lightning in place of Chidori after he lost the Mangekyo Sharingan at the end of the Fourth Great Ninja War

18 - A Day in the Life of the Uzumaki Family**

It's Inauguration Day of the Seventh Hokage, Kakashi leads the ceremony and presents Naruto as the new Hokage Kakashi does a silly distressed laugh in "The Day Naruto Became Hokage" OVA

20 - The Boy with the Sharingan

He receives a phone call from Naruto while he's on holiday at a hot spring

35 - The Parent Teacher Conference! ***

Kakashi disguises himself as "Sukea" and interviews the students before they take their academy graduation exams

36 - The Graduation Exam Begins! ***

The students are faced with the practical exam and discover Kakashi as the test proctor

37 - A Shinobi's Resolve ***

Kakashi tests the student's motivation as future shinobi

55 - The Scientific Ninja Tool

He attends a private meeting with Naruto and Shikamaru about the purpose of the White Zetsu and Sasuke's reports about the Otsutsuki

62 - The Otsutsuki Invasion**

Kakshi's spotted watching the Chunnin Exam finals with Guy, Konohamaru, Moegi, Udon, and Iruka. The stadium is attacked by the Otsutsuki clan, he helps to evacuate the arena

63 - Sasuke's Secret Weapon

He assures Sasuke he'll take care of everything (watching over Sarada) and wishes him the best in returning Naruto back alive

71 - The Hardest Rock in the World**

He has a delicate nature when it comes to things, like peeling an orange

72 - Mitsuki's Will**

Kakashi and other advisors discuss Mitsuki's disappearance

73 - The Other Side of the Moon

As the Council criticizes Naruto's reckless decision, Kakashi believes in him and reminds the Council they are there to guide the Hokage

87 - The Sensation of Living

Kakashi and Tsunade are sent to meet with the other Great Villages to gather support to engage in Iwagakure affairs

95 - Tactics for Getting Along with Your Daughter **

He tries to help Sasuke understand his daughter's feelings using Icha-Icha Tactics as a reference

106 - The Steam Ninja Scrolls: The S-Rank Mission ***

It's time for a well-earned vacation, Kakashi and Guy set off for the Land of Steam with Mirai as a bodyguard

107 - The Steam Ninja Scrolls: The Dog and Cat War! ***

In the Land of Steam, the group discovers there's an annual festival in town

108 - The Steam Ninja Scrolls: The Haunted Inn! ***

The group takes a stop at a haunted inn and runs into Tenten

109 - The Steam Ninja Scrolls: Potato Chips and the Giant Boulder! **

A giant boulder has crushed a popular local hot springs, putting a holt on their trip

111 - The Steam Ninja Scrolls: Mirai's King ***

Kakashi and Guy finds Mirai and the missing girls, they provide backup as Mirai goes after the follower of Jashin Episode 110 doesn't feature Kakashi but it's important to the story arc, ngl thought he was in it lol

115 - Team 25 ***

He disguises himself as "Sukea" once more to investigate the complaints Team 25 has been getting. We get to learn more about Houki who idolizes Kakashi

167 - Their Decision

He does a sneeze at the end of the episode. Please watch it

168 - Training Begins! ***

Reluctant at first, but he later oversees Boruto's training

169 - A Joint Mission with the Sand

Kakashi tells Boruto that he has reached the limit with his Wind Style: Rasengan

170 - A New Rasengan **

Seeing Boruto's training is coming along well, he calls in a favor

171 - The Results of Training **

He's impressed with the outcome of Boruto's training and tests it out using the most effective method

172 - A Signature of Fear

Kakashi greets Boruto in the hospital and orders him to not use Compressed Rasengan recklessly

176 - Blockade the A-Un Gate! **

He caught a fish!!

211 - The Chase ***

He teams up with new gen Team 10 in tracking down an intruder who broke into the archives

260 - Fireworks of Love ***

Kakashi goes on a "mission" with Boruto to solve a Tragedy of Love in order to obtain a first edition copy of Icha Icha

282 - Sasuke's Story: Infiltration **

He becomes a tutor to Nanara, a prince of the Land of Redaku who was sent to Nagare Village since he was too young to rule. Kakashi takes this opportunity to teach him how to read and write. In a later scene, he sneaks into the King's study in search of a book of the Sage of Six Paths

286 - Sasuke's Story: The Ring

Kakashi makes fun of Naruto for being "thankless" about the work he did in the Land of Redaku

In the background / No lines

78 - Everyone's Motives

178 - Our Fathers' Example

215 - Prepared

not even gonna bother writing a description for these. there's probably a few episodes that show Kakashi in the bg but I happened to stumble upon these ones by accident

[martialartslover7]

Weird Wednesday Headcanon: Neji could have given Tenten his DNA to work on Byakugan-Visors

In honor of #Nejitenmonth2024, I actually had this idea floating around in my head that, if we were to buff the hell out of Tenten, and turn her into a literal ninja gadget INVENTOR, with her own workshop and all, turning her into the Bulma of the Naruto world, or more like, a blend of her as an inventor, and a computer techwiz like Tails from the Sonic series and Coco Bandicoot from the Crash series, Neji WILL be involved in the process.

And it starts by her, with Tsunade's endorsement, starting her research, by studying ninja tools and weapons, and creating her own spin on them, to give her the necessary edge in battle. You know, making her omega-busted, because, if it all hinges on purely her imagination and technical knowledge, no ability or weapon may be off-limits to her. And her starting project HAS to involve a sleek-looking Byakugan-powered visor. In order to make this happen, she needs Neji's DNA, in the form of his blood.

Of course, this is all risky, due to... well, Neji being a Side branch member, and those Hyuga are seen as cannonfodder, and yet, there comes this rando "no-name" inventor girl, breaking the mold, set up by those corrupt Hyuga elders and Hiashi, by "stealing", but also, not really, because there is no malice in her research, unlike what Orochimaru had in mind. Her research is meant to benefit not just herself, and Rock Lee, but especially those other shinobi, who may be as unfortunate as her in their chakra-based genetics. But the big pay-off, if this works out, she can finally get the chance to gain a bit of advantage in battle, becoming able to predict her opponent's movements and see their chakra points.

Not just weapons, she may be able to set up full-on simplistic building structures with her scrolls, too, like Bulma's capsules. Maybe build impromptu hospital tents for Sakura or the other healers. She would be CRAZY versatile. And through her tools, she may even be able to boost Rock Lee's, or her own, chakra nature, just to give themselves a fair fighting chance against opponents, that are too powerful for the average shinobi.

And again, if we go to THIS length, even the greedy, and very hungry boi, the Samehada blade from Kisame, will become no problem in taming for her, if she can find different means to overwrite the sword's self-harming attributes. But dude, just picture Tenten wielding the Samehada, like it's NOTHING. No chakra is safe from her no more.

And Neji, throughout all of this, is fully supportive of her, because he is also a bit of a weapon's geek, since his clan has a bit of a relation to ancient weaponry. Win-win, to me.

Peace.

[gummilutt]

Directory of downloads

Since Tumblr is now where I share my stuff when I do share, I suppose there will come a time when scrolling through would get tedious for you, the reader, and Origami suggested I make a directory post to make it easier for people to find what they may want. Great idea, so here we are :)

If you have problems the fastest way to reach me is through discord, my username is gummilutt. You can also find me in the discord server Sims Crafters (click for invite). DM here on tumblr on MTS will also work, but I make no promises about fast replies.

Policy is open, do what you like. A tag is always appreciated, because it is fun to see what people make with your work :)

I do not take requests, sorry :) I am however always happy to give advice on how to make something yourself, in the modding channel on SimsCrafters (invite above). If you aren't interested in learning to make what you want yourself, my advice is to use publicly available forums to post your ideas (Hacks & CC thread on MTS, ideas channel on Crafters etc), and if you are lucky a modder will see it, like it and make it.

Posing

Posebox base clone that can remember pose used

Mods

Custom memories library and object

Monique's computer update - price editing friendly

Modified Cyjon Loan Jar

Simulated sales in OFB business made optional and lot-based

Autonomous background crafting

AL Gear City window made closeable

Teleporters given age based & pet options

Updated Inge table and counter controller

Dressers require laundry Add-on for Sun & Mon Laundry Mod

Immersive pet treat giving

Optional autonomy for poker, pool and mahjong

No saturday landlord party in apartments

Landlord leaves leaf piles during autumn

Backrub gives comfort

Crystal ball computer dating service

Stuffed animal enabler and autonomy fix with traits incorporation

Teens and pregnant Sims do not drink autonomously

Towel rack dresser actions

Toddler memory nursery rhyme

Cat nip toy cleanup enabled teens/elder

Check out self on mirror enabled adult/elder

Pregnant Sim BV activity sanity - Log roll, axe throw, massage, hot spring and sauna changes

Takemizu ninja success chance raised to 75%

Uni skill scholarships lowered to 5 points

Sell lemonade want age restricted

Snuck out memory made repeatable

No autonomous cleaning of dishes/trash

Pet career wage edits

Slacker chance card edit

Debug "make harvestable" made more user friendly

No hunger decay for birds

Age-based computer chat menu

Smooth talk gifts a rose

Mod Objects and Edits

Teleporters given age-based options

Objects and recolors

H&M Banner default and recolors

Maxis add on kitchen clutter

Trellisor flower arch add on

Bodyshop content

Acne Taurus pantless heels

Raonjena 103 Pooklet recolor

Tutorials

Updating pre-AL pet food bowls for Midge's butler/nanny refill mod

Fixes of other peoples stuff

Simslice Beer Keg refillable and no family romance

BO's multi-key dorm door mod diagonal door add-on

Cyjon debugger menu fixed for non-english installations

Potty Fixes and Potty Use Bin mods merged for compatibility

Pescado's clothing tool allows same category outfit switch

For more of my creations I also have a library of 84 uploads over on MTS, mostly game mods with some bodyshop and the occasional lot sprinkled in. My username there is gummilutt :)

[semi-imaginary-place]

I was thinking about how the girls in Naruto might have progressed as ninja if they'd ever been given actual development.

Ino would make an excellent spy. She's mental ninjutsu oriented, and she's people oriented. She's the gossip queen, she knows everything about anyone. I can so easily see her as an espionage master going under deep cover to do what she does best, knowing other people's business. Super glam spy fits her vibes, she deserves it. The anime suggests an alternate path as she has a filler arc where she apprentices under Tsunade and that's as a mental health specialist. This doesn't fit her quite as well but I do like the idea of her and Sakura working together given how important their rivalry is to each other in the manga.

Sakura was introduced as having excellent potential in genjustsu, and then nothing was done with this. Sasuke became the genjutsu user and Sakura the taijutsu user and this could have been interesting since this is the opposite of their initial introduction but again nothing was done with this. Building off her taijutsu and being able to focus her chakra to a point for super powered attacks, I think Sakura deserves to wield a giant axe, she has one in several of Kishimoto's illustrations. Next would be her to develop her genjutsu potential, Sakura's strength's are her control and intelligence and I'd like to see her fully use those skills. Additionally the manga and characters themselves draw strong parallels between Sasuke and Kakashi as the geniuses of their teams. The parallel that is missed is that Sakura and Kakashi are both people without plot-breakingly powerful kekkai genkai with high intelligence, excellent chakra control, but mediocre chakra pools, and this really could have been explored more. One of the problems Naruto has is that healer is treated as a women's profession, with Sakura its rather hard to avoid however as the manga sets up a strong parallel between the sannin trio and Team 7. One option would be for Sakura not to use her medical knowledge for healing but instead like Kabuto for assassination and special operations. Of Team 7 Sakura is the most suited for ANBU, Naruto is just out of consideration completely and Sasuke has shown himself to be just as stupid and reckless as Naruto. Sakura in Anbu would also further drive the similarities between her and Kakashi.

When will someone remember that Tenten exists. I don't see her 700 epilogue retirement to run a weapon shop necessarily bad. Not everyone has to be a ninja, the problem is when it's always the women who retire from fighting. As a ninja though I think Tenten deserves more swords, like Killer B level or more swords. Tenten's strengths are in her physical abilities and weapon versatility, so she should be able to always pull out the weapon type that would work best against any opponent. I love to see her be a primarily physical fighter this would be my first pick for her, but another option would be to lean more into the sealing scroll side of thing so not just weapons but tools and traps, make Tenten a saboteur.

Hinata, oh Hinata, she deserves so much better. I can see more or less two paths for her. First would be to quit being a ninja, it could work for her. Hinata never really seemed to want to be a ninja, it was always for something else, her clan, Naruto, her friends, but not quite herself. I can very easily her leaving the shinobi life all together, leave ninjas, leave the Hyuuga clan; Hinata deserves it, to lead her own life on her own terms. Hinata had such potential to be an interesting character and its a shame the manga never got into it. She's the eldest of the Hyuuga clan leader but she's overshadowed by both her cousin and her younger sister and ends up passed over for succession, like that is juicy. True growth for the Hyuuga would have been Neji succeeding his uncle as clan head but that's another post. If she stays a ninja I would have like to see come to terms that her clan's kinda bullshit in a lot of ways and what they think of her doesn't matter, becoming a shinobi because she wants that for herself. In line with this personal growth she fighting style should deviate from Hyuuga techniques, maybe she develops her own taijutsu style. Or who knows maybe she becomes a physical therapist between the ability to see chakra and affect it, magic acupuncture. Kurenai is similarly ignored in the manga, but with her mentorship, Hinata has the potential to become essentially a magekiller, specializing in countering and taking down genjutsu users.

I bring up the option of some of the girls retiring because some of the boys should have retired. Hinata should have gotten Choji's character arc, and Choji who hates fighting should have been allowed to quit fighting and run a successful bakery cafe business. Sai deserves to put shinobi life behind him and become a full time artist. Shikamaru starts out like he's going to quit but I'm actually quite fond of his character arc. Yamato is also wasted potential as former human experiment and child soldier, like Sai he should learn how to live in peace, maybe he becomes an architect. We don't see team Taka in chapter 700 but Juugo is so gentle I want a nice civilian life for him.

(idk about Temari I mostly just want her to keep girlbossing and beating people up. Mmm I do think she's make a better Kazekage than Gaara. Gaara is another one I could see quiting being a soldier.)

[differentdragonpeanutknight]

Wu's Diary #14: The Prelude

An excerpt from one of Master Wu's recent diaries:

Date: XX/XX/XXXX

After weeks of trying to anchieve the visions I read about on my Father's scroll, I finally had something last night. All thanks to a number of tools I was able to use. The Spirit Smoke and sereni-tea did the trick, as Mystake discussed with me.

But what matters now is what I saw. I saw a sinister person, I take it's Garmadon, and all the Golden Weapons dancing around him. He was laughing at me with a arrogant grin, and the place where seemed darker by the second.

Then, I saw a group of ninjas. Four of them, with each one wearing a color. Out all of them, three removed their masks, and I recognized two of their faces. Lilly's son and the boy who Caecius, the Master of Ice, passed his powers to. The third one I never saw before, but I could recognize Libber's features on him.

At that moment, Tory brought me over from my vision. He seemed worried, and the boy explained that I wasn't responding. I guess that would make sense. My conscience was not here at the moment.

I discussed with him what I saw, and we agreed that could only mean one thing. My brother was trying to find a way to have his hands on the Golden Weapons once again, wherever he is. And the key to stopping him could only be the four ninjas I saw.

That means I need to find Lilly's, Libber's and Caecius's sucessors, wherever they are. As for the last one, is not that hard figure out who could it be. It there's a ninja of earth, one of lightning, and one of ice, the last one has to be fire. And I know exactly where I could find this person.

Although I'm not sure if I'm up for the task, Tory propped me up, saying I'm going to do a great job. I don't know how right he is, but I know now that I'm the only one who can find the people to protect this land.

[cienie-isengardu]

I remember scrolling MK reddit and a post basically asked why Bi-Han let Sareeena live and consensus was basically Bi-Han thinking with his lower head and feeling bad for her, though a lot of people leaned towards Bi-Han being horny unironically and sparing her because he thought she was pretty and because he didn't seem her a threat.

Like lmao, I get Bi-Han is not socialized that great and I can see where people are coming from but I'm hoping he's not that shallow lol.

Nah, Bi-Han is not that shallow. The man does not comment on women's beauty - or anyone’s for that matter, the way the clearly horny characters do, like Johnny, Erron or Kano. His intro dialogues also has no sexually creepy undertones, the way Kano and Mileena sometimes imply things. So I think it is safe to assume that Bi-Han in general is not a sexually driven type of person. 

It would help a lot if the game or tie-in material gives us more direct reasoning for his action, however even the provided basic knowledge allow us to see the main difference between Scorpion and Sareena and it’s not about gender (though that may play some secondary role), but the fact that Hanzo, presumably, wanted to kill Sub-Zero, not for rivalry over the Map but because he was a Lin Kuei, an sworn enemy of Shirai Ryu clan, while Sareena was doing just her duty - following Quan Chi’s orders and there was nothing personal about their fight. So in a sense, Bi-Han could feel some kinship with the woman even despite her attempt at stopping his effort to save Earthrealm and trying to kill him, because he understood well what it means to serve merciless masters, as he himself, no matter how praised, was ultimately just a tool in Grandmaster’s schemes. Sareena has never been anything other than another obstacle in his path to beat down Quan Chi and steal the amulet back, so I can see why murdering her could feel pointless as it didn't serve any real goal of his.

Hanzo on other hand was tipped by Quan Chi about Sub-Zero’s mission - something the sorcerer did not deny at all 

Quan Chi: Greetings, I see the ninja has been successful in retrieving my map... as I have forseen.  Sub-Zero: Let's get something straight... I am not a ninja. I am Lin Kuei. Scorpion was a ninja!  Quan Chi: Ah yes, your Japanese counterpart. It's unfortunate that you happened upon him in your battle with the pesky Shaolin monks.  Sub-Zero: Scorpion was tipped off... he knew I was breaking into that temple, and if he weren't there - there wouldn't have been a battle! You are responsible for this sorcerer!

and as the game shows, Scorpion managed to get inside the Shaolin Monks Temple before Lin Kuei. But instead of quietly stealing the man and getting the hell out of the place while his rival was busy fighting Shaolin Monks, Scorpion literally was introduced as a man who mocked and provoked Sub-Zero  (“You will fail. Hahahaha”) and challenged him to fight over the Map ("The map is mine Sub-Zero. Fight!").

When the both men met again in Netherrealm, Hanzo accused Bi-Han for killing him in cold blood to which Bi-Han responded he had no choice. 

Warrior: I am a dead man. But somehow you have retained your mortality, which would mean you are vulnerable to death.  Sub-Zero: Wait... I know your voice.  Scorpion: Yessss... I am Scorpion. You killed me in cold blood.  Sub-Zero: I had no choice. If I had not stolen that map I would be the dead one.

Maybe Sub-Zero did not trust Scorpion to not attack him again as he did not believe Shirai Ryu would respect the act of mercy. Maybe he figured out he must kill his sworn-enemy, because Lin Kuei tradition demanded that and if Grandmaster learned about Sub-Zero sparing Scorpion’s life, he would be severely punished. Whatever was the reason, Bi-Han took no pride in killing Shirai Ryu, as he did not boast about that. When returning to Lin Kuei Temple, Bi-Han greeted the leader with “Grandmaster, in honor of the Lin Kuei, I bring you this sacred Map of Elements.” but there was no as a bonus, I also killed the filthy Shirai Ryu dog. Instead, he was clearly angry at Quan Chi for creating the whole situation in the first place by hiring the second assassin of the enemy clan (“[Scorpion] knew I was breaking into that temple, and if he weren't there - there wouldn't have been a battle! You are responsible for this sorcerer!).

So to my understanding, killing Hanzo was dictated by unfavorable circumstances and long-termed enmity between Shirai Ryu and Lin Kuei clans that forced Bi-Han’s hand while Sareena was just a demoness doing her job the same way as he was doing his. Frankly, Fujin too was not killed by Bi-Han, nor I don’t think sources implied he attempted to murder any Gods of Elements or Shaolin Monks on purpose - otherwise I think Raiden would be much more angry at the Lin Kuei assassin. Or at least mentioned that, in similar fashion to intro dialogue in which Liu Kang said "The Shaolin's losses have left many angry" to past!Scorpion, who took part in murdering Shaolin Monks in MK11.

Also, when Sareena came to aid Bi-Han in his fight against Quan Chi, Sub-Zero was understandably surprised by demoness’ action:

Sub-Zero: Why did you help me?  Sareena: You are still mortal... that means you can escape the Netherealm.  Sub-Zero: There won't be anywhere to go if I don't get the amulet back.  Sareena: Take me with you... I've waited an eternity to escape.  Sub-Zero: You don't understand. I can't leave without the...

but there is literally zero implication he finds Sareena sexy or hot or trying to pull the card “I spared your life so you own me” to get a “reward” from her. I repeat, a relatively sexy/beautiful lady just asked Sub-Zero to take her with him and Bi-Han’s mind was solely on the mission - getting back the amulet before Shinnok destroys his realm. 

Dunno about you all, but that interaction for me doesn’t sound like Bi-Han was thinking with his dick or in any way ever was smitten by Sareena’s beauty; he was a man on a mission and there is a chance he may be just more merciful than people want to give him a credit for. 

The last one brings me back to MK9, in which I still think Bi-Han's head gesture was a voiceless support for Johnny to not kill Baraka, the same way Raiden did for Cyrax. He may not have any love for strangers, he may mock Hanzo, but I don't think he is the cold killer that takes pleasure in killing like some characters do.

[sc3n3-b1tch]

So here is the entire lore on the oto-verse. This is the universe with my Naruto OC/pursona so yeah lmao. It will start off with orokabu then draft off into Lillian’s(my ocs) backstory so it can make sense on what I have been talking about.

TW. Dying from childbirth(idk if that affects people, but I’m still putting it there as a trigger warning)

This involves gay marriage so if you don’t like that please don’t hate!!!

Chapter 1 

It was an early, early morning in the otogakure. Many people who lived there were either on their deathbed or very poor and cold. The kage of the otogakure was using them as well. For anything and everything. The kage’s top right hand man was always next to him, helping destroy villages and towns to make them his own. But the young man felt a yearning for love but was too embarrassed to ask anyone around the hideout for it. A few days later he noticed his lord staring at him as he worked. But not in a creepy way, more like he had a soft spot for the young man. He looked back at him, but as soon as the older man noticed he quickly turned his head back down, making it noticeable that he was staring at him. The older lord was as red as the blood on the younger man’s medicine tools. The younger man just giggled at him. “ aren’t you a flustered one” the younger man said. “N-no I’m not! It’s nothing boy! Mind your own business!” The older man replied. A few days later, the younger man started catching feelings for his lord. Such as day dreaming or being more sweet to him with such tiny acts. As the day passed on the two men were standing on what it looked to be a cliff overlooking the ghost town of the otogakure. “M-my lord? Lord orochimaru?” The young man stuttered. “Hm? Yes Kabuto? Is there something you want to tell me?” He answered? The white haired man looked his lord right in the eyes with what it looked to be love and courage to say something. He grabbed both of his hands and asked. “My lord. Right now I need you the most in my life. Ever since you saved me after I killed mother I felt lonely and empty inside. Like I was missing a piece to the puzzle but couldn’t find it” he then giggled a bit but smiled and got the courage to ask the man who he needed the most “I want to spend my life with you. Every day, every night! W-what I’m trying to say is I would love to possibly be your? W-well? Boyfriend?” The white haired man got nervous at the end of his sentence but couldn’t help to tear up a bit. The snake like man was shocked but was blushing at the same time. He couldn’t help but giggle a bit as well. “Y-you want to be my boyfriend? Is that right Kabuto?” The older man then grabbed the young man into a hug and said in way that words can’t describe. “I would love to spend my entire life with you. It would be nice to wake up next to you of all people in the morning” the young man blushed and giggled like a young girl who had a crush. The two then gazed into each other’s eyes and then it happened. They had their very first kissed on a quiet afternoon.

Chapter 2 

A few days after Kabuto and orochimaru got married a clan popped up. The clan didn’t have a name but they used jutsu for everything. The leader was this unkind, cruel woman, who gose by hokomaru. This woman made everyone do her dirty work and never gave anyone a break. But she had a special scroll hidden in her hair. The scroll could be used for anything and everything, but only once. It was something every ninja wanted but couldn’t get. Hokomaru and her clan were going everywhere to find jutsu, so their next trip was the otogakure. The otogakure was now a working village ever since there marriage happened. As she spoke about her and clan’s next mission, she made it clear who was the kage of the village. “Listen up because I’m not saying it again! We’re going to the village hidden in sound. Also known as the otogakure for jutsu. Now the kage is a man who we should look out for. His name is orochimaru yakushi, married man but a cruel one! So stay on your damn toes every one!” As they made their way nobody knew who he looked like. Not even hokomaru. But as they approached the otogakure’s forest they entered orochimaru. Nobody knew who he was, but hokomaru knew what he had done but not his face. “So. I heard you all liked the sweet taste of jutsu and power? How about you come with me and I will show you power!” They had no other choice but to do what he said. But hokomaru then snuck away for a moment to put the jutsu’s info inside of her skin and put a blank scroll in her hair. As they got to the hideout hoko and a few others were put in a cell, sooner or later some of the people in the cell were taking for experiments. But hokomaru was left with a man who she fell in live with before all this. They were both alone and time to themselves, so they decided to make love with each other. As they did that in the other part of the hideout Orochimaru quickly ran to kabuto to tell him something. “Kabuto! I want to talk about something with you darling!” The young man quickly turned to him. “What is it my love?” He said with a smile “Kabuto. This has been on mine since we’ve been married and I don’t know how to say it without sounding weak” he grabbed the young man’s hands as he got emotional “I-i want to be a father. I-I want a baby a want to be a dad. It’s been in my mind forever b-but I didn’t know if you would be ok with it” the white haired man was happy to hear this from his husband but had to tell him the truth. “Oh that’s great but we’re in the bingo book, we’re criminals. We can’t have a child in this state. I’m just trying to make it right to where we don’t have to be in the look out all the time. But also we’re men silly, we can’t have a baby. But maybe in the future we could adopt and settle down.” He kissed the black haired man but had to get back to work.

Chapter 3 

Hokomaru found out that she was expecting soon so none of the doctors or scientists could experiment on her. She knew she had to use the jutsu to keep her and her baby away from orochimaru. She used it as a timer so when she gave birth it can kill her and the baby. It now was the day. Jan 9th was her death day. Orochimaru and kabuto got news that hokomaru had died from childbirth but her child was still alive. Orochimaru thought he could use this baby for experimenting but as soon as him and his husband entered the room, Orochimaru quickly saw this crying pink haired baby in a bassinet crying for its mother. “I-it’s a girl but I have no idea what to do with her my lords.” The doctor said in fear. Orochimaru quickly walked over to the crying child and picked her up out of her bassinet. “Shhh shhh it’s okay sweetheart. I got you. It’s going to be okay” he rocked her back and forth. She stopped crying finally. Kabuto was in shock but felt so happy inside that he wanted to cry. To see the man that was frightened by nations and scene as a monster and not human is right in front of him claiming down a baby. “You deserve a name don’t you little one?” The older man said to the child. “Lillian yakushi. That will be your name. Does it sound good Kabuto?” As he turned to his husband who was almost in tears. The two decided to settle down with their newborn adopted daughter. 

Chapter 4

Lillian now the age of 3 is quite the cutest thing you would say. But at this age, a lot was happening that year. Kimimaro had to watch her when orochimaru was fighting the 3rd hokage at the time. She was confused on way her dad and papa were gone with the sound ninjas but in the hideout it was only her and kimi. When the battle was over Kabuto had to tell Lillian how her father’s arms didn’t work any more. But that didn’t stop orochimaru from loving her. He would make people put her in his lap and watch her play with toys as he was in critical condition, that a 3 year old girl would not know. The sound 5 also keep an eye on her even though nobody told them to. A few days later the 5 had to go get sasuke for orochimaru. As they were gone Lillian ask “is my daddy going to be ok?” Sakon replied “your daddy is going to be fine little one. Just know that we’re going to help him. All right” he said with smile patting her head. It had been hours since they left but came back alive after fighting the leaf ninjas. Lillian ran over to see them all. The little girl was happy then a pig in mud to see the people she called big brother and big sister alive. Orochimaru finally got a hold of sasukes body and used it. After that he finally got to hold Lillian in his arms after all the pain he went through. He couldn’t help but to cry. And tell her how much he loved her.

Chapter 5

Lillian now the age of 12-13, is now the leader of the sound 5 and is known as the otogakure’s princess or the snake daughter of the hidden sound. She knows about her mother and that she was adopted but she doesn’t care about her biological mother. She has a new family that loves her. She can depend on them and trust them all. One afternoon as her and her father orochimaru were out looking the otogakure he asked “Lillian? I-I’m i ok? I mean what I did in the past was insane, but I’m mostly talking about your biological mother. I’m sorry I took you away from her.” Lillian just replied “I’m glad you did. If I were born into that clan I wouldn’t be myself with how much a bitch my biological mother was. And in all honesty dad. I wouldn’t want any one else to call dad. I mean I got papa but that’s definitely. You gave me that name that I cherish and use! I love my name, I love the place that I grew up in. And I love you dad. You and papa both. You made me who I am.” Her father pulled her into a hug. She never seen him this emotional. He replied “oh sweetheart. Don’t start making me cry.” She hug him back and the two held each other in their arms as the sun set. The otogakure is not a bad place. It shows how evil can become good. And all it needs is love to come out of its shell and be who they are. And it’s ok to be different. Not just the way you dress but anything, as long as you’re good to others and yourself. The end.

OMFG I GOT IT DONEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO HAPPY OMFGGGGGGGGGG HOPE THIS HELPED PEOPLE UNDERSTAND LILLIAN MORE!

New tag is #naruto: oto-verse

THANK YOU TO @radioactivebeetlee and @v1rtualv4mp for giving me the motivation to do this! I love you! Sorry if some of the words don’t make sense I kind of typed a little bit too fast

[eliseuocscreator]

Headcanons for my Naruto/Boruto Next Generations OC, his Name is Rairakku Uchiha(Originally, Rairakku Otsutsuki) part 1

Rairakku, He has this name because Sakura named him after her adopted son, who had an interest in flowers purple (especially lavenders).

His mother is from Kumogakure and his father is an pure otsutsuki, his father fell in love with his mother, as if it were love at first sight.

He took after his biological father's eye color and personality, along with his biological mother's hair color and skin tone.

His skin tone is a dark brown, which looks like the color of obsidian, because he has a lot of melanin in his body.

His hair style is dreadlocks

Rairakku's favorite foods are usually seafood-related, such as octopus, shrimp, fish, and he also really likes to drink tea (any kind).

Rairakku's hair is light blonde, and his eyes were originally lavender, but Beloved modified them and changed them to diamond white (color code: #ddddee)

Rairakku, he began to take an interest in Taijutsu, after seeing his mother save him from some ninja bandits, after she kicked and punched them all, he had a sparkle in his eyes.

He had his body modified at the same age as Kawaki, the two were friends, but when Rairakku turned 5, he began to have his body modified by Amado.

Beloved, he began to use the hair, of Rairakku's deceased father (which contained the DNA + Kekkei Genkai of Ki(Qi/Chi), and Rairakku's body accepted it without any flaw, and Amado took advantage of it to make Rairakku a living ninja tool(In this case, Rairakku can only absorb Chakra, to convert it into Ki and use it to make Ki (Chi) blasts and attacks, and use it to charge his Ki.

He learned how to do Ki blasts and Ki spheres at the age of 6, Jigen taught him.

Because he has Ki, he doesn't need Chakra (even so, he can combine an element of Chakra, lightning, fire, earth, water or wind and join it with Ki, the result will be a slightly stronger Jutsu).

Rairakku was rescued by Sasuke at the age of 7, and he talked to Sakura before adopting him, she told her to take good care of him, and that they will be a wonderful family.

Sarada tried her best to make Rairakku get used to the new house, and he kind of got used to it when he saw that he was going to have a little sister.

The age difference between him and Sarada is 3 years, and Sarada calls him Big Brother, and he calls Sarada my dear little sister.

Sakura saw that Rairakku was shy when he was rescued, and let him sleep for several hours, as he still had some blood stains on his body, and wait for him to recover well from his injuries (which was curious, that with just 12 hours of sleep, he was able to fully recover)

Sasuke began sending him letters so that he and his adopted son could interact more and get to know each other better(Despite the distance, Sasuke went out on Leaf missions)

Rairakku at first, he hated Boruto, he hated him because he was very childish, he made jokes during missions, he liked to show off, and also because he disrespected his little sister Sarada

When Kawaki learned that Rairakku was in the Hidden Leaf Village, he wanted to see his best friend at any cost, even though he was a little weak, he wanted to see him.

The only Jutsus that Rairakku knows are: Shiden (Purple Lightning, his "grandfather" Kakashi taught him), and he also knows the fire element Jutsus (Fireball Jutsu, Dragon Fire Jutsu).

In the Timeskip, he learns a Ki technique, which uses the Wind Style + Ki(Qi/Chi). What would be the Kamehameha, the Kamehameha, it can only be combined with Lightning, Fire and Wind Elements (not Earth and Water), the Kamehameha is a difficult technique to improve, but Rairakku managed to mastered.

Also in the timeskip, he learned from a pure Otsutsuki, who sent him a scroll, saying that he wanted to train him, and that he has the answers he seeks (He was his father's former master). He learned Ki transformations, which are like Fire temperatures (Orange is the calmest, fastest and most agile, and saves Ki, and Blue is the one that uses the most Ki, but it is much stronger).

He also learned from him the "Mushin" form, which leaves him with an aura of white flames, which makes him react to blows without thinking and makes him make more powerful attacks.

He combined Fire + Lightning, and created the Plasma Element, making it combine with his Kamehameha and Ki blasts, making it stronger and faster.

[darrylhudson86]

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[khuantru]

06/02/2024: first one for this morning Tuesday. One of my all time favourite Manga movies 'Ninja Scroll' from 1993. The glory days of Manga features in VHS tapes era were cool. Ancient history now. 

Enjoy everyone. 

Software: Adobe Photoshop & Illustrator CS3 Tools: wacom pen

google ref: In this anime film, Jubei, a highly skilled ninja, is coerced into slaying his own clan of warriors. After begrudgingly killing his fellow swordsmen, he becomes a roving hired assassin. During his travels, he must face off against an organization of demonic ninjas known as the Devils of Kimon, who are plotting to take power of Japan's government. The Devils will stop at nothing, and have the power to annihilate entire villages. Now, only Jubei and a shogun spy named Dakuan can stop them.

Director: Yoshiaki Kawajiri

Distributed by: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, Toho Co., Ltd.

Kanji: 獣兵衛忍風帖

Language: Japanese / English

[dltacntinsta]

How to Make Facebook Profile Private in 2025: The Ultimate Guide to Staying Invisible Online

In a world where digital privacy is the new luxury, knowing how to make your Facebook profile private has become as essential as locking your front door. As of 2025, with Facebook continuously updating its interface and policies, users must take proactive steps to ensure that their personal data is not exposed to strangers, bots, or digital eavesdroppers.

In this in-depth, SEO-optimized guide, we’ll walk you through every single step you need to make your Facebook account private—based on the most current settings and features. Expect actionable advice, personal insights, and even a few "never-heard-before" methods (some fictional, for fun and creativity) that make this guide stand out.

Why You Should Make Your Facebook Profile Private in 2025

You might be wondering: Why does it matter if my Facebook profile is public? Here’s why:

Identity theft is real: Scammers scrape public profiles for personal info.

Job recruiters check: Employers may snoop into your timeline before an interview.

Stalkers and creeps lurk: Oversharing location, photos, or work info can be dangerous.

Social media fatigue: A private profile minimizes random messages and chaos.

I personally switched my profile to private after someone I didn’t know sent me a screenshot of my 2012 beach trip from a decade-old photo album. That was the final straw. Since then, I’ve created what I call the "Facebook Cloak Mode"—a mix of privacy settings, visibility hacks, and automation tools. You’re about to learn them all.

Step 1: Set Future Posts to Friends Only

Let’s start with the basics.

Go to Settings & Privacy > Settings.

Click Privacy on the left menu.

Under Your Activity, find Who can see your future posts?

Change this to Friends (or Only Me for total lockdown).

✅ Pro Tip: You can use the “Custom” option to exclude certain people—like nosy coworkers or that distant cousin who comments “Who’s that?” on every photo.

Step 2: Limit Past Posts with One Click

Think of this like hitting the privacy panic button.

In the Privacy tab, scroll to Limit the audience for posts you’ve shared with friends of friends or Public.

Click Limit Past Posts and confirm.

This action hides ALL your old posts from the general public. It’s a lifesaver for anyone who posted like it was 2010 and forgot the internet remembers everything.

Step 3: Hide Your Friends List

A huge privacy loophole is letting everyone see your friend connections.

Go to your profile.

Click on the Friends tab.

Hit the Edit (pencil icon) and select Edit Privacy.

Under Who can see your Friends list?, choose Only Me or Friends.

Why does this matter? Because stalkers often explore your social graph to get to you. Close that loophole.

Step 4: Control Who Can Find You via Email or Phone Number

Back in the Privacy Settings, scroll to How people can find and contact you.

Set both:

Who can look you up using the email address?

Who can look you up using your phone number? ...to Friends or Only Me.

And while you’re at it…

Toggle off Allow search engines outside of Facebook to link to your profile.

This will prevent your Facebook page from showing up on Google. That’s right—go full ninja.

Step 5: Lock Profile With the “Profile Lock” Feature

As of late 2024, Meta introduced a feature called Profile Lock—a single-button privacy shield.

Here’s how to use it:

Go to your profile.

Click the three dots next to “Edit Profile”.

Select Lock Profile.

When enabled:

Non-friends can’t zoom into your profile photo or cover photo.

Timeline posts are visible to friends only.

You can’t be tagged without approval.

Note: Not available in all regions yet (e.g., US rollout in early 2025), but a VPN trick reportedly enables it earlier (just don’t tell Zuck I said that).

Step 6: Enable Review Tags and Timeline Posts

Prevent people from posting on your timeline or tagging you in embarrassing posts.

Go to Settings & Privacy > Profile and Tagging.

Under Review, turn on:

Review posts you're tagged in before they appear on your profile

Review tags people add to your posts

Now you get to approve any unwanted mentions before they’re public. Goodbye, random nightclub photos.

Step 7: Set Profile Info to Private

Click “About” on your profile. Then, for each category (work, education, city, relationship status):

Click the Edit icon next to each field.

Set the visibility to Only Me or Friends.

People don’t need to know where you went to school, who you’re dating, or where you live. In fact, oversharing is what many online stalkers rely on. Don’t feed them.

Step 8: Block Suspicious Users and Bots

If you’ve ever posted a selfie and suddenly received 5 weird friend requests, bots may be targeting your page.

Go to the person’s profile.

Click the three dots → Block.

💡 Creative Tip: I maintain a “Fake Follower List” spreadsheet and audit it monthly. If their profile picture is of a car, pet, or has 0 friends—gone. ✂️

Step 9: Use Activity Log to Clean House

This one’s for the pros.

Go to Settings > Your Facebook Information > Activity Log.

Use filters to delete or hide:

Reactions

Comments

Photos you're tagged in

Pages you liked back in 2009 (RIP FarmVille)

Doing this once a month will keep your digital footprint clean and tight.

Bonus Step: Use the Invisible Timeline Method (Fake but fun)

This secret method is rumored in underground Facebook privacy groups. Here's how it supposedly works:

Create a post.

Immediately delete it after publishing.

Facebook’s system allegedly “flags” your account as dormant or inactive, pushing your profile lower in search results for 48 hours.

Is it true? Maybe not. But it's a fun urban legend—and a great excuse to take breaks from social media.

Common Mistakes That Ruin Your Privacy (Avoid These!)

Making cover photos public (they always are by default).

Keeping check-ins or events visible.

Leaving family connections (e.g., "Son of...") public.

Accepting friend requests from strangers “just to be polite.”

Privacy isn’t just about your settings—it’s about your habits.

FAQs: Everything You Wanted to Know About Making Facebook Private

Can I make my Facebook profile completely private? Not 100%, but close. Certain info like your name and profile picture remain visible.

Will people know if I make my profile private? No public announcement is made. But some things like vanishing from search may tip off curious exes. 🕵️

Does locking my profile affect Messenger? Nope. People can still message you unless you change Message Settings separately.

Can I customize visibility for specific friends? Yes. Use the Custom or Restricted List to tailor what individuals can see.

Final Thoughts: Your Privacy Is Your Power

Facebook is a brilliant platform—but only if used smartly. Learning how to make your Facebook profile private is more than a security move—it's an act of digital self-respect. With rising concerns about surveillance, data harvesting, and online harassment, protecting your information has become as vital as securing your home.

By following the steps above, you're not only securing your profile but also empowering yourself in the digital world. So lock down, clean up, and take control of your social presence.

And if you're feeling inspired to do a total digital detox—don’t worry, we’ve got a guide for that too.

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