#the life of y/n sarutobi

[shisuisui]

Sparring friends?

wc: 1,3k, fluff, Shisui and Y/n are in their feels

Age 15

At the Konoha training grounds, far from the tumult of the village, Y/n and Shisui were face to face, circling each other and ready to lunge at every moment. They both had one of their sparring sessions which usually ended up with one of them giving up to not hurt the other and them both sharing some sweets from a small local shop they visited often.

Both were determined to win. Shisui grinned and activated his Sharingan. “Hey, that´s not fair. No Sharingan!” Y/n shouted at him. “Life´s not fair love. You have improved a lot since our last spar. But are you sure you can keep up with the legendary Uchiha Shisui?" She had blushed at the pet name. For some time Shisui had started calling her pet names and she didn´t know what to make out of it. Love, darling, princess… they did not help her crush on her best friend. She had to focus.

Y/n chuckled, her hair shifting slightly as she adopted a combat-ready stance. "Don't underestimate me, Shisui. I'm not going down without a fight." He only flashed her his beautiful, charming smile, and with a swift, fluid motion, Shisui lunged forward, his kunai flashing in the sunlight. Y/n dodged it, her kunai ready in hand. Their blades clashed, each strike resonating with precision and skill. There was no way she could outsmart him with his Sharingan activated. She had an idea but didn´t know how he would react and if it was going to be effective. As they engaged in different attacks and counters, Y/n let out a flirtatious remark, putting on a slightly suggestive tone to her voice. "Is that all you've got, Shisui? I was expecting a real challenge." He countered all her attacks and managed to get a firm grip on both her forearms holding them in between them, trapping her effectively.

Shisui chuckled, their faces mere inches apart as they sparred. His face inched closer until he was close to her ear. "Oh Y/n, I have so much more to show you, of course only if you think you can handle it.” She blushed furiously and blew some smoke into his face, creating a cloud of dust and lighting it up with a click of her teeth. The cloud erupted in flames. At least she could blame her flushed cheeks on the flames in front of her.

He was gone. She slowly turned around, scanning her surroundings. Where was he? He was called Shisui the Body Flicker for a reason. With her chakra, she slowly created a chakra net on the floor which was spreading further and further. With it, she could track all the movements in her surroundings. They knew each other's techniques and strategies so well that their sparring sessions were as much a test of skill as they were a chance to enjoy each other's company. She found him. While checking her surroundings she sensed his chakra. His chakra signature was engraved in her brain. She would find him anywhere. And he knew it, which is why he was suddenly standing behind her, holding the kunai to her neck. Damn it he was fast! She turned her head, looking up at him and showing him the greatest puppy eyes she could muster while wetting her lips and pouting innocently. His gaze faltered. Y/n took advantage of that momentary opening and swept Shisui off his feet, sending him to the ground with a gentle thud. She stood over him, a playful grin on her face. "Looks like I win this round."

Shisui laughed as he lay on the ground, his gaze fixed on the girl above him. The sun behind her gave the impression of a halo around her head while she was basking in the orange light of the afternoon. He was mesmerized, to say the least. Why did it have to be her? Why did he have to fall in love with his best friend? He couldn´t risk this friendship. The Uchiha´s were already frowned upon by most of the villagers, and he couldn´t lose her. So, he just enjoyed every intimate moment he had with her. Tried to memorize every little mark on her face, everything that made her smile, what she disliked, and tried to not think about pressing his lips against her every time he was on the receiving end of one of those dashing smiles.

She held out her hand to help him up. An olive branch is being handed out. But Shisui, mischievous as he is had other plans. He took her hand in his and made a calculated move, attempting to bring Y/n down to the ground. With a swift motion, he lunged toward her, aiming to pin her to the grass. However, Y/n knew him very well and with her quick reflexes and agility, interjected his plans.

As Shisui moved in to execute his manoeuvre, Y/n expertly countered his attack. She deftly moved her body, using his momentum against him. In a fluid and graceful motion, she flipped them both over, and suddenly, she was on top of Shisui, pinning him to the grass. She was straddling his thighs, pinning his arms to the ground. And he let her. She knew that if he wanted to, he could´ve won easily against her. Now their faces were mere inches apart. Shisui´s Sharingan was still activated but his gaze softened as he met Y/n's eyes. "Impressive move darling, but do not underestimate me.” Sending her a wink he grabbed Y/n and used her own momentum to roll them both down a grassy hillside. They had reached a part of the training grounds that had a slope. Shisui and Y/n tumbled down together, laughter escaping their lips as they lost control. Shisui held on tightly onto her, his arms encircling her waist while she wrapped hers around his neck.

When they finally came to a stop at the bottom of the hill, Y/n found herself on top of Shisui again, but this time their bodies closely intertwined. Their laughter faded, replaced by a silence filled with unspoken emotions. Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Shisui's Sharingan was like a swirling pool of mystery, drawing Y/n in. She was always fascinated by his eyes. Many feared the power of the red orbs, but she knew a different side. She knew of these red eyes trying everything to protect others. She knew of these eyes that had saved her countless times. And now she was so close to them. So close that their noses were touching. Y/n's eyes held a warmth and affection that was impossible to ignore.

A blush crept on Shisui´s cheeks mirroring Y/n`s own. The tension between the two friends was electrifying. They found themselves drawing closer and closer until their lips were only an inch apart. Shisui watched her carefully for any sign of discomfort. Seeing none he saw it as his cue to close the gap between them. “NIISAAAAAAAN! Where should we train?” Jumping away Y/n and both scrambled to their feet at the sound of a child´s voice. Faces red as a tomato they both watched how a little Sasuke came into view followed by Itachi. When Sasuke saw them both he immediately ran over. “Shisui-nii, Y/n-nee, look Nii-san will teach me how to throw shuriken today.” They both tried to sound enthusiastic while talking to Sasuke concealing their disappointment of their moment being gone. Shisui and Y/n knew what would´ve happened if the little Uchiha hadn´t disrupted them. They were going to kiss each other. And both wanted to do it.

Itachi the smart person that he is realised what was going on. Only raising an eyebrow while looking between Shisui and Y/n he chose not to say anything to not embarrass them further. Sasuke continued rambling and in the end Y/n and Shisui stayed to watch the lesson and occasionally voice their input. Neither mentioning what nearly happened.

[marvelmymarvel]

Guardian (Part 10)

Jiraiya x Sarutobi!Reader

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

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

Tags: @twilightlover2007

A/n: *folding* Sakumo heals my daddy issues

Naruto Masterlist: Here

A deep exhale came from your chest as you basked in the sunlight. Birds chirped around you, and for once in a very long time, you felt serene. A warm hand caressed your cheek before soft lips pressed against your temple, "You look beautiful today."

Your eyes opened slowly, and you smiled sweetly up at him. "I dressed up for you. I know you loved this dress on me" Despite starting confident, you soon fell into bashfulness under his loving gaze. He hummed playfully before moving to sit in front of you. His brown eyes were soft and warm; they always made you feel safe and sound. He grabbed your hand and laced his fingers with yours, "How is Kakashi?"

Your face beamed at the question, excited to show off how well you've raised his son in his absence. "Kakashi is in the prodigy program. He's already a chunin…." you trailed off, eyes falling to your intertwined hands, "He's just like you. In both good and bad ways."

He hummed once more as he caressed your finger with his thumb, "And you? How is my beautiful girl doing?"

You finally got the courage to look up at him, but you could tell it wasn't the look he was expecting. He bit his lip as tears rolled down your cheeks, "I'm sorry I left you, Y/n."

"It's been so hard, Saku. Kakashi thinks you're a traitor and hates you for it. I can't bear to see him like this. Not only that, but I just can't move on from you. You haunt me."

Sakumos brown eyes softened as his free hand came up to swipe the tears away. He knew all of this, and the past four years of watching you fall apart killed him. It made him regret ever letting his demons win. If he could go back, he would have waited for you before entering the house. He would have gotten help. He would have stayed.

Because he loved you and Kakashi so much, but he couldn't see it through the pain.

"You don't have to forgive me. Neither does Kakashi. But I want you to do one thing for me, baby. Can you do just one thing for me?"

Your sniffles started to quiet down, and you nodded at him to continue. The hand intertwined with yours broke free, and he moved it to cradle your other cheek. "I need you to give in to what you want. You want Jiraiya, and that's okay. I'm not there to protect and love you like you need, but he is. Allow yourself to feel love again. Can you do that for me?" His grip on your face grew more assertive as his tone grew frantic. The world around you started to darken, and something told you your time with Sakumo was ending. "No one will replace you-"

"I sent him your way. My love for you flows through him." His voice grew muffled as he began to blur with the darkness, but you heard them loud and clear. You had always thought that Jiraiya coming back into your life was your doing, but it would seem that none of it was. Before Sakumo could entirely vanish, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss against your lips. "I love you. Tell Kakashi I'm proud of him."

You went to kiss back, humming to reassure him that you would do as he asked. Like you always did. "I love you more-"

His touch disappeared, and you were once more surrounded by darkness. Your hands were wrung together as your sniffles echoed around the empty space. While your heart still ached for his touch, something else blossomed in your chest. One that you've been pushing down for three years now.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. The sound of shallow breathing filled your ears, and you urged your eyes open. The room was dim, and there was a weight on your side. Turning your head slowly, you took in Kakashi sound asleep and curled up next to you on the bed. A hum came from you as you ran your fingers through his white hair; he stirred slightly but didn't wake. He always slept deeper when he was around you and always felt like he was safe enough to. But never this deep.

He only slept this soundly when Jiraiya was near, which could only mean... You turned your head to the other side of the bed to find Jiraiya sleeping with his head on the edge. Your other hand touched his face, smiling sweetly at how his nose scrunched up from the tickling sensation. You caressed his cheek with your knuckle heart beating faster as you took in how relaxed he looked.

"Jiraiya…"

He stirred some more, muttering something like 'five more minutes,' making you giggle softly. "Jiraiya," your cooing grew in volume as you moved his hair out of his face. His eyes blinked open, but they were glued to Kakashi on your side as if he was avoiding looking at you. His eyebrows furrowed as he saw how your hand ran through Kakashi's hair. He hoped he wasn't dreaming, but he was too afraid to look at your still passed-out form. Your coo made him freeze, and he finally realized that your other hand had also been dragging through his hair.

Jiraiya's widened eyes looked up at you, shock and fear coursing through him as he shot up from his seat. His arms immediately wrapped around you, hauling you into his embrace. You gasped in pain as he somehow had forgotten the deep gash on your side. His muttering and praises to the gods grew in volume, causing Kakashi to stir. Jiraiya pulled back, eyes filled with tears as he held your face. "Jiraiya-" His lips slammed against yours, and you quickly deepened it. Your hands dove into his hair as you pulled him closer, the need to be closer to him taking over all of your rational thinking.

"I love you. So much," you whispered against his lips before diving back in for another heated kiss. He nodded against you, humming in a way that solidified in your heart that he felt the same way. "I'm never letting you go-"

Movement on your right stopped you, and you pulled away with wide eyes. Turning slightly in the bed, your lips curled up into a smile at the eight-year-old rubbing his eyes. "Hi, Kakashi-" Kakashi gasped at your voice, fully waking up as he threw himself into your embrace. Jiraiya hauled him onto your lap so he too could wrap an arm around him. Kakashi tried his best not to cry but quickly broke down as you pressed kisses against his face, tears of relief falling from your eyes and landing on his skin. "I'm so glad you're okay. You had me worried sick. No more training alone!! I will accompany you-"

"That won't be necessary."

All three of you looked up to see your brother in the doorway; his under eyes looked heavy and dark, telling you that he didn't get much sleep. Your eyebrows crinkled together at his words, confused by what he meant. "What do you mean, Hiru? What happened only shows that I need to protect him."

Hirzuen raised a hand, silencing you before looking at Jiraiya expectantly. "I'll be moving in with you and watching over the both of you," Jiraiya stated as he leaned his head against yours, nose slightly nuzzling your ear as he spoke. You cocked your head at your brother, not upset with the idea but confused about why this was happening suddenly. Hiruzen opened his mouth, but your gasp cut him off. "Do you know about the ANBU officer??"

Hiruzen's eyes narrowed, and he let out a sigh. You being knocked out for a couple of days made your brain turn all mushy. "Yes, Y/n. That's why he's moving in with you. He's going to look after you two instead of the ANBU..." Hiruzen trailed off as he looked between the three of you. At first glance, it would seem that you and Jiraiya had Kakashi, but despite not being his flesh and blood, he still loved him as if he was his own son.

You looked at Jiraiya expectantly, silently questioning if what he had said before your brother's entrance was true or if he had promised to play along, but his soft smile was reassuring. "Are you sure you want that? If not, I'm sure he can find someone else." Your voice was soft as if you were afraid speaking too loudly would scare him into backing out. He simply nodded at you before turning to your brother again to talk logistics about the arrangement. You drowned them out and played with Kakashi's hair, lips curling into a smile at the thought of once more living with Jiraiya. Sakumo's words had moved something inside you, and now you knew what you wanted.

Leaning back into Jiraiya's arm, you let out a content sigh. Kakashi looked up at you expectantly before cuddling deeper into your side. Hiruzen's eyes wandered down to the two of you, and for once in a very long time, he felt content with what he saw. While he didn't like the idea of you dating Sakumo, you were always so happy around him. When he died, that happiness disappeared, and it had been a very long and painful four years for your poor brother. He hated seeing you, the real you, disappearing right before his eyes.

But it would seem that he wouldn't have to worry any longer.

Jiraiya smiled at him before pulling you and Kakashi deeper into him, "I'll keep them safe. You have my word."

[breeofbree]

This is how it ends

Kakashi x Sarutobi!reader

summary: in a time of need Y/N tries to grasp her saviors hand desperately only to fall. Will Kakashi be able to save the day?

This is it. This is really how it ends… but I’m not ready yet. There was so much to do and so little time. I’ve never visited the fields at the end of the village. The ones that grew vibrant flowers for all to see. I never tried that new barbecue place, or even fully finished my medical training. The wind whips harshly against my back and all I can do is look at the cliffs edge from below. The same one that I had just been thrown from seconds ago. I don’t even dare look behind me to see what’s waiting below. The fight ended with Kakuzu releasing my Jonin vest and pushing harshly against my chest, separating me from Kakashi and the rest of the team. Raido and Genma shout my name as my foot kicks off the ledge. My hands grasp at the nothingness in front of me, searching for something nonexistent to hold as memories begin flashing past my eyes. Getting my first team of genin, taking them out for dinner after a mission and patting their heads in approval. My very first mission with Guy and Genma even though I broke my arm while falling from a tree. Even down to receiving my first headband, pudgy fingers trailing over the hidden leaf symbol as I excitedly show it off to my dad at graduation. This was an honorable death of a shinobi. Staring up, I can see my strong team peering over the ledge as they look in horror. A single tear whips off my cheek in to the current of air as I close my eyes. No one wants their last memory to be close friends screaming in anguish, only happy ones they can pull from the darkest pit of their mind. No summoning jutsu could save me, and all my chakra has been spent. The impact is brief, welcoming even.

“I got you.”

Who was it to grab and pull me in to the after life, I didn’t dare open my eyes to figure out.

“Y/N, open your eyes and look at me.” Kakashi huffs, now falling with me. I crack my eyes open slowly, revealing the near stark white haired ninja who loses his grip on me. His left arm claws out to me as he free falls above me. My own hands fling up, trying hard to grasp it. Our fingers graze before finally clasping, drawing us close together at last. He pulls me to him harshly, knocking our foreheads briefly together.

“We’re not dying today, just hold on.” He whispers in a strained voice as he surveys the area. His uncovered eye is creased in contemplation, searching for a visible way out. He releases one arm to grasp at what earth he could on the cliff side, slowing us down roughly. In the battle to find earth, he finally reaches a stopping point, skidding along bumpily against the wet rock. In the tussle, his other arm unfurls, twisting me outwards to look at the choppy flowing river beneath us. Now only holding together by slipping fingers, I look up to him with fear in my eyes.

“Just hold on. We can figure this out. I just have to- there has to be-“ he rambles as he looks frantically around us.

“Kakashi, it’s okay.” I breathe, already accepting that only one of us, if either were going to make it out alive.

“Y/N no, let me think. Just please hold on.” He blurts, anxiety tight in his voice.

“Kakashi, let me go. Please. I’ll be okay.” I reassure him, desperately trying to pry his hand off with my free one. He shakes his head, jostling his headband, probably hoping his sharingan would come to the rescue.

“It’s no use, Kakashi. If you don’t let me go, we’re both as good as dead.” I’m cut off by his shout downwards at me.

“No! I’m not losing another teammate, another friend.” He pleas with no sign of settling for anything less. I manage to look below us once again, scanning down the steep edge to survey the area. The rushing water below us is closer, but only close enough to do more harm than good. There’s a ledge about thirty feet below and I’d need something to break my fall in between without getting seriously injured. Reaching for my side pouch, my idea is thrown out the window when I see my arsenal of kunai had been used up earlier.

“Give me one of your kunai.” I huff, still trying to break his grip. His eyebrows raise in concern before slowly reaching in his own pouch. He tosses it down, and it fumbles, barely making it through my fingers. Shit, I guess I’m jumping for it. In a last ditch effort to reach the quickly falling kunai, I kick my foot off the wall beside us and yank our hands apart, leaving him with a few parting words if it doesn’t work out,”I love you. Always have.”

“Y/N!” He shouts once again with his hand still outstretched while only being able to look down. Twisting my body towards the quickly approaching ground, I reach out for the kunai, hoping with anything I would be able to catch it in time. It bounces between both outstretched hands, finally settling in my left one just in time. Swinging it outwards and trying to find a point it’ll catch, it’s a bumpy ride down to the ledge. The kunai doesn’t work fast enough, and just as my body makes impact my eyes snap open, revealing my tousled bedding.

Kakashi Hatake, the one man I wasn’t expecting to be thinking of today. I had a mission to focus on and it was odd enough having a nightmare like this. Something was off. The cold sweat clinging to my body signals it’s probably best to shower before heading in to the village. I trudge slowly towards the bathroom while stripping my night clothes and slide the door shut, ready to wash the weird dream away. As soon as the door connects to the wall, a knock comes from the front door.

“A little busy in here.” I shout out, only to be answered with more insistent knocking. Throwing a towel around my body quickly, I shout once again,” I’m coming, I’m coming! Just hang on.”

I swing the door open, ready to curse out who was most likely to be one of my few siblings, Asuma.

“Couldn’t this have waited? I’m trying to sh-“ my words die in my throat seeing it was Kakashi. We both sit in silence and awkward eye contact before I slam the door shut, realizing I was only in a loosely wrapped towel standing before him.

“Don’t worry about that right now. We’re both adults here. I have urgent news that’s more important at this moment.” He mutters from the other side, clearing his throat slightly, signaling I definitely wasn’t the only one worried about me finding clothes. I open the door for him and scamper back to my room, carding through clothing to wear on the mission today and accepting I wasn’t getting a shower in. As I slip my shirt on he finally pipes up around the corner,” our mission has been pushed back for a funeral. Asuma has been killed. The Akatsuki, no doubt.” I pause midway through slipping my vest on,”is this another one of your pranks so I’ll show up late, Kakashi? This is kind of ridiculous.”

“I wish it was.” He sighs lowly, plopping himself on the kitchen counter and resting his head on his fist. My eyes cloud over, trying my best to make myself believe Kakashi was going too far in to a prank. Shikamaru was with him, it should’ve been a simple mission. There was no way Asuma was the one to die. He was too smart, even for the Akatsuki. He was a Sarutobi for crying out loud. I round the corner, ready to shut down his antics in an instant. “You expect me to believe there’s been another death in the Sarutobi bloodline? Give it up Kakashi. This is low even for you.” I spit as the anxiety climbs up my throat upon looking at his face. He only shakes his head. The thoughts flood through my head, the clan head would be changing… to Konohamaru. He was still so young.

“Has Konohamaru been informed?” I ask shakily, trying everything to keep my composure in front of my teammate. He nods solemnly, after our dads death, I can only hope Konohamaru would cope a little better with this one. The heavens know it’s going to be rough on me. I’m sure it would be soon that Kurenai would know as well.

“Maybe you should sit down, you aren’t looking so good Y/N” he beckons, slumping off the counter and trying to push me to a nearby chair.

“I’ll be fine. Asuma wouldn’t want me crying over him anyways. Someone should be checking in on Kuren-“ he cuts me off in a slightly frustrated tone,” Shikamaru is handling Kurenai. He was your brother, I think you still need to process this yourself before worrying about others.”

I push him away harshly and curl my fists, ready to punch the worried look out of him. He quickly grabs my wrists, pulling them to his chest. The gesture reminds me of last nights dream. Kakashi holding on to me desperately, trying hard to keep me from plummeting down a cliff side I would never recover from. It almost made sense now, it was always a dance back and forth because we never compromised until it was too late. Our similar upbringings causing our thoughts and ideologies to collide instead of melding together. I look to him, almost too stunned to speak. My eyes meet his single one. Unfurling my fists, I change the fate of my dream, I cling to both hands before even falling. I would no longer push him away. I would no longer sacrifice myself and be the one to fall for the better of others. He follows my downward motion, letting go of my wrists to encase me in his arms. No matter what, he was always there to catch me. And this time, I would let him. He can be my savior just this once as I allow myself to break.

“I’m not going anywhere.” He reassures me, patting my back softly as I silently cry into him. My family line was dwindling, putting more responsibility on those of us who remained. Asuma was now gone, the one person I could always confide in… next to Kakashi.

“I’m sorry for always pushing you away.” I mumble to him, looking down and wiping my face angrily with my sleeve.

“You don’t have to apologize. I should be the one apologizing for always trying to be the one to save you. You’re more than capable of saving yourself.” He replies. But it wasn’t true, if he knew the truth, I had always hoped he was there to save me more often. I only ever pushed him away in fear of my own commitment issues. When trying to enunciate this to him, my words fall short,”I needed you more.”

That was a total fail, I try to restate that, only tripping over my words and leaving myself a blabbering mess. He nudges my shoulder lightly, causing me to look up, still babbling helplessly. Placing a finger to my lips softly, he shushes me,”I know. We both can be pretty stubborn. I like you Y/N, for the first time in my life I want to be with someone. I shouldn’t be admitting that when your emotions are out of sorts, but I feel you should know.”

“I like you too, and we’re almost always together?” I reply, heavily confused. We’ve always liked eachother, we’re best friends after all. Shaking his head and hugging me once again, he stares at the blank wall behind me.

“I like you. As in I want to be the one you watch for at the gates when you come back from a mission because you’ve missed me so much. I want to be the one that treats you to ramen or barbecue every Friday night with a few drinks.” He rambles in a choppy manner, never once looking back to me.

“I don’t know what you’re getting at, but we already do all of that. I mean sometimes I pay for dinner. But, you even walk me home afterwards. You don’t even leave until you’re sure I’m in bed or at least sitting on the couch.” I point out to him sheepishly, wiping another thoughtless tear from my eye and thanking him silently for this distraction.

“What I’m getting at is… well… I like you. Like I want to maybe be together once everything calms down.” He mumbles the last words so quietly I can barely register what he’s even said. Honestly, with everything we do it felt like we could’ve already been together for years. Pondering on the thought, I knew my decision.

“Maybe once the funeral is done, I might just allow you to treat me to some ramen and we can talk about our future together.”

……………………………………………

After the funeral

It truly was hard to say another good bye within just a few short years. But it was also a sign to start new. My black dress whips against the soft winds as everyone goes off to continue their day. Kakashi looms a comfortable distance away until Kurenai and I are the only two remaining.

“I’m sorry timing isn’t on our side Kurenai. If you need anything I’m here.” I shoot at her quietly. She nods her head and pulls me in to a tight hug, thumping a hand against my back in a comforting manner. She’s silent for a few moments before finally piping up,” same for you. I know he’s still your favorite brother.” She tries chuckling between her own tears. We awkwardly say goodbye through head nods and she sets off back to the village without any other words. I can only stare at the picture they’d set out for him while biting at my nails nervously in contemplation. The gentle hand on my shoulder redirects me to Kakashi’s slightly leaning form.

“Let’s get you out of here, it’s almost night and you haven’t ate anything all day. We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.” He suggests firmly before draping his arm the rest of the way around my shoulders. I lean in with a quick sniffle,”no I think it’s time to talk. Asuma would hate to know I even cried about him. He would really hate me not getting on with my life either.”

Kakashi nods and pulls me along towards the village, stopping at Ichiraku ramen. Asuma’s death was already known around the village and it was almost no surprise my ramen was paid for without Kakashi’s help, several people already offering to foot the bill upon entering. I stir at my ramen absentmindedly while waiting for the majority of customers to slowly file out. As the last customer leaves money at his seat and walks out, I finally turn to Kakashi,” listen, if you want to try this out��� I might too.” His single eye widens, making me wonder if his covered eye follows.

“I’m not rushing you in to anything. I don’t want to give you the wrong idea and I know our schedules can be very busy.” He points out, making me nod in agreement.

“But I think when I come back from this next mission, I want to search for you at the gates like I always do. Only this time I want it to be different, you know? No longer looking for a friend to catch up with, and that stupid flutter in my chest when I see you after I’ve been gone for so long, will finally have meaning behind it.” I ramble on to him, proving I’ve always had at least some thoughts of liking him in that way. I continue on,” I’ve known for a while I liked you, I’m honestly glad you were the one to bring it up first. Now I have bragging rights. The copycat ninja of the hidden leaf admitted his feelings and was pining over me.” He slaps my arm jokingly and chuckles.

“Don’t get too victorious, I am still the most eligible bachelor here… as everyone else says. Not myself of course.” He backs his own words up causing me to laugh with him. Reaching underneath the table, I grab his hand loosely and look up to him,”starting today, we’re a team of two. There’s no going back now, you’re stuck with me.”

“What ever will I do?” He feigns mockingly, making a show of touching his other hand to his forehead like a damsel in distress. I roll my eyes and kiss his mask clad lips, and just like that, the cliff in my mind had shrunk in size. Now only a steep hill I can see the ground from. There were still obstacles, but I knew he would always be within my reach from this point forward. The image is butted out as he pulls his mask down, quickly connecting his soft lips to mine as the owner yells to us he’s closing up shop. We walk out under the covers hand in hand and laughing like children. It was a new feeling to adjust to, but the quick squeeze he gives my hand reassures me we were in this together. That night no dreams came as I was held in the arms of the savior I finally let save me from my own nightmares. Only waking up in the middle of the night from soft kisses to my forehead as he whispers to me, thinking I had still been sleeping,” and you thought you were the one needing saved. We saved eachother didn’t we?”

“Just shut up and kiss me you idiot.”

“My pleasure.”

[candyopala]

Stuck in his ways, Chapter 4

Chapter summary:  Y/N sees too much. Both try to act normally but they just can’t help themselves, these two are too stubborn for their own good.

Words: 1.5k

AO3

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“Dude! Put on some clothes!”

Y/N’s screams of embarrassment are enough to get Obito out of his sleepy state and into a frenzy around the room for something he can cover himself with, even though the room is dark and both can see very little. Enveloping all of his body and head into some big blankets from his bed, the Uchiha finally screams back: 

“The fuck you’re doing here?! Aren’t you supposed to be on the hospital? Are you some sort of maniac?”

“Look who’s talking, it’s Mr. Creep Uchiha! Give me a break, like I even wanted to see you like that”

Yeah, kinda.

“What are you even doing in my house? How do you know where I live?”

 “Calm down, my answers are: I came in to annoy you, I ran away, I might be maniac but not a maniac, you people live in the same part of town, it was easy. Satisfied?”

“Not at all.”

The bundle of blankets sits down on his bed and a small opening appears, revealing a big pout, almost child-like. Some light from the window beside his bed comes across Obito’s figure, and Y/N takes this as an opportunity to peek at the left side of Obito’s face, since a cloth mostly covered it on their previous encounter. This side, different from the other one, has no scars in it, only his left eye is missing, indicated by his eyelid being closed shut.

Damn…

“Ahem, so… aren’t you going to put on some clothes?” 

“Did you just say you ran away from the hospital?”

“Technically”

“Huh?”

“They told me I had to stay awake for 24 hours ‘cause I might have a concussion, and since I had no one to sign me off and take care of me, they wanted me to stay there. So I ran away”

“To my house?”

“Do I know anyone else in the village? No. Besides, you owe me one, after all, this is all your fault” She says pointing at her head. 

 Obito falls back on the bed, squirming lazily, clearly too sleepy for all this. A few seconds pass before he lets out a big sigh and says: 

“Get out of here so I can change, ok?”

“Oh no, what a shame, I totally wanted to see you naked again” Is all she responds, albeit ironically and completed with an eye roll. 

Again, kinda wanted to see some more

She then leaves Obito alone so he can change into something and to stop those furtive thoughts. A few minutes later out comes the Uchiha wearing battered sweatpants and an old T-shirt that barely fits him anymore.

“Are you coming out wearing that?”

“Coming where?”

“To the ramen booth, of course”

“It’s almost four in the morning, dumbass”

“So? It’s three thirty and I haven’t eaten since lunch, come on!”

“It’s not even going to be open at this hour”

“I checked before coming here, It’s open 24/7”

“Fuck…”

He gets back into the bedroom again to change into something more presentable, not that there would be anyone to see him.  

~”~  

They reach Ichiraku’s ramen booth in silence, Obito still half-asleep and Y/N poking him with her sheathed sword. After sitting down and ordering food for them both, Obito breaks the silence: 

“Why did you even bring that?”

“What? You? Well, you seem like you need some change of environment, you’re too grumpy for you age. I mean, I know we’re both probably reaching our thirties this next half decade, but you’re too-“

“The sword, I meant the sword, dumbass”

“Stop calling me that, creep! Anyway, I brought it because we’re training later”

“Over my dead body”

“Well I better go fetch my special shovel, ‘cause it’s happening”

Obito takes another good look at the sword. Simple model, all black with some decoration on the end. After a closer look, he also notices the Nara clan symbol etched very discreetly at the end, making him realize this is one of the famous traditional swords from the family, only the most notable members are allowed to use it. This raises even more question about the girl in his head, since he knows for a fact that Y/N is nor a Nara or has been a member from the leaf all her life.

“Where did you get that? Aren’t those rare?” He says pointing at the blade on her back. 

“My-… A good friend gave it to me”

“Willingly?”

“What sort of question even is that?”

“Uhm, sorry, talking to people isn’t my thing”

“I’ve noticed.”

“… Alright…”

“It’s fine. Just stop implying that I’m evil all the time, it’s not very nice”

Obito is thankful that the conversation is cut by their ramen being served. He is not all that hungry, but he could never refuse a good plate of ramen. Y/N also munches enthusiastically, ending her dish in record speed. She looks at him again, staring at his left side, making Obito remember that he forgot to put his eyepatch before leaving. 

“Oh my…” He says exasperated while covering his missing eye “I forgot to put on my eyepatch, I’m sorry for making you see this”

“See what? Calm down man, there’s literally nothing to hide there; it’s just your face”

 “A fucking hid-“

“A perfectly normal face. And stop pretending you don’t know you’re attractive, it’s annoying”

Obito needs to hide ASAP. To say his face went red is an understatement; he looks like a tomato from ear to ear. The last person that said anything nice about his looks was his grandma, and lord knows she passed away a hell of a long time ago. The best next thing he can do is to change the subject: 

“So, anyway, do you like the village so far?”

“Yup, climate is nice in this part of the country and the people have been so nice to me, well, almost everyone” She winks after her last statement.

“Hey! I was just messing with you, think about it as ninja hazing.”

“Well, I literally passed out of chakra exhaustion”

“I wanted to ask you about that, as in why the fuck did that happen?”

“Well, I went a little too far ‘cause I was annoyed with you”

“But you only did about one or two jutsu, basic ones at that”

Before responding, Y/N orders another big bowl of pork ramen. She then continues: 

“My chakra reserves suck, actually. I might be fast and good with the sword, but I understand very little about jutsus since I never had any formal training” 

“Sorry, but how did they promote you immediately to chunin if you don’t know the basics?”

“One: my reputation as a merc. Two: an old favor.”

“An old favor?”

“Yup.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“Not really.” She says after she finishes the bowl of ramen. 

“…”

“C’mon, let’s go have a walk. And you’re paying, of course.”

“What? Why?”

“You owe me one, remember?”

Fuck my wallet right? I might as well forget about this week’s ice cream store visit. 

Both walk around the village for the next couple of hours, showing the sights and main places to Y/N and talking very little. Obito, in all his grumpiness, does not know how to hold a conversation after what she said to him in the ramen place. Him and attractive in the same sentence, how absurd that sounds to him! Assuming she must be messing with him, he gets grumpier and grumpier by the minute. 

When they reach the main square, Obito shows her the Hokage monument: 

“So this is the first, Hashirama Senju; the second, Tobirama Senju; the third Hiruzen Sarutobi; the fourth, my sensei, Minato Namikaze; and right next to him… me”

“You mean, in the future, right?”

“Yes”

“Alright, just checking if you are still in touch with reality”

“You’ll see, I’ll be the next hokage”  

It is about seven o’clock when they finish walking around the whole perimeter, and Y/N seems, rightfully, bored. She then signals that she wants to head home, so Obito accompanies her there, even though there is no need for that. 

“So this is my place. I guess I’ll turn in. It’s close to 24 hours anyway, so I think I can manage on my own”

“You sure? I mean… you understand”

“Yup, it’s fine. And hey, sorry that I dragged you out here”

She turns around, opens the door and starts to walk in, but before she can do that, Obito grabs her arm quickly and pulls her in close. Too close. At this distance, he can clearly see some sun freckles starting to form, when he closes into her eyes he notices he needs to back off a little. Taking a step back, the Uchiha clears his throat. He looks away and digs his hand into his pocket, fishing out a leaf bandana.

“Here, forgot to give you this. Take good care of it”

“I will, sir” Y/N responds while jokingly making a salute. 

Obito rolls his eye. This one thinks she’s a comedian, how funny.  

“Meet me tomorrow at the training grounds ok? You have the day off, Kami know I need some rest too. Bye” 

[kunoichihatake]

Promise (Naruto x reader)

Prompt: “You should do a fic where the reader and naruto were childhood best friends and she leaves the leaf village for some reason and when she comes back her and naruto catches up on each other and she starts to train boruto” + “Promise - naruto x reader? (Maybe they made a promise when they were kids and broken it idk just pls make it angsty)” for my 100 followers celebration

A/n: I don’t even know when the last time I wrote a full length fic was...hopefully this is good 😬

Pairing: Naruto Uzumaki x gender neutral reader

Words: 1.8k+

Warnings: none

Masterlist / buy me a coffee?

“Hey, quit that!” You set your hands firmly on your hips and glared at the kids in front of you. Three boys from the Academy were picking on another boy with bright blonde hair and blue eyes. The poor kid was going to get beat to a pulp if no one stepped in, and for some reason no one around seemed to want to interfere.

The three boys whipped their heads around in fear, but soon began to snicker once they saw you. A 6 year old girl in a little pink dress wouldn’t scare them, sure. But you knew what would.

“My grandpa’s the Hokage. If you don’t stop being mean, I’ll tell him to kick you out of the Academy.” The boys’ smug faces soon turned white. They mumbled half-hearted apologies and scurried away without a glance back at you.

“Wow, you saved me!” The blonde-haired kid stood up, brushing off his clothes. You were glad to see he wasn't hurt other than a few scratches. “I thought they were going to pummel me,” he said sheepishly.

You smiled at him and held out your hand. “My name is Y/n Sarutobi.”

The boy smiled and took your hand. “I’m Naruto Uzumaki. I’m going to be the Hokage one day!”

“My grandpa is the Hokage. It seems pretty hard.”

“That won’t be a problem for me.” He flashed you a bright white grin. You giggled. “Hey, Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“How can I repay you for this?”

You shook your head. “Don’t worry about it.”

Naruto grinned sheepishly. “I know. I’ll just marry you one day and then you’ll get to be the Hokage’s wife!”

You were taken aback for a second, but managed a smile. The Hokage’s wife. That seems nice.

“What do you think?”

“Yeah, that’d be cool.”

“Then it’s a promise!” The blonde-haired boy grinned brightly again and gave you a thumbs up, and you swore you felt your heart skip a beat.

It’s a promise.

--

You knew it was dumb to hang on to a promise you made when you were six. So many things had changed since then: your grandfather had died and Konoha was on its seventh Hokage, who was no other than Naruto Uzumaki himself. Fifteen years ago, the ninja world had experienced a war that had been unimaginable mere months prior, one that threatened the very existence of humankind. And in every battle, Naruto had emerged the hero. His team was the sole reason that humans still existed and weren’t trapped in an infinite dreamworld, and he was admired by everyone for his strength and kindheartedness.

For nearly 30 years, you had worked quietly in the shadows, watching Naruto as he grew from an obnoxious kid who everyone in the village hated to a shinobi on the level of the gods who garnered respect from every corner of the ninja world. And you had watched as he took Hinata Hyuga’s hand on that battlefield for the first time and ultimately decided to make her his wife. Hinata was lovely, sure, and you know she made Naruto happy.

But she wasn’t you.

That promise you had made all those years ago still hung heavy on your heart with each passing day. You had celebrated your 30th birthday a few years prior, but had never found someone who tugged on your heartstrings the way Naruto did. How could you settle for a mere man when you had held the sun in your hands?

I never got to hold him, you reminded yourself. Since that first meeting, you had been pushed to the corner of his life, a mere side character in his legacy. In the legend of Naruto Uzumaki, you wouldn’t even make an appearance, you were sure of it.

Until now.

Even if Naruto could never be yours, you realized that basking in the warmth of a sun you could never touch was better than lurking in the shadows. After spending fifteen years away from the village, working as a mercenary and discovering all the wonders that the world had to offer, you found yourself back in Konoha, which was now led by the man you had failed to get out of your mind since you were a child. And you found that your cousin Konohamaru, who had become a fine ninja himself, was leading a genin squad with no other than Naruto’s teenage son, Boruto.

After you visited one of the new Team 7’s training sessions, Boruto had taken a quick liking to you and decided he needed you and no one else to train him. You weren’t sure why; you were neither the strongest nor the smartest ninja out there, and Naruto had plenty of friends that would be better teachers to his son. But Boruto had set his mind on you being his teacher, and you weren’t about to turn him down.

He reminded you a lot of Naruto at his age: loud and obnoxious, with the strong Will of Fire your grandfather had driven into the hearts of all Leaf shinobi back when he was Hokage. You found Boruto to be crafty and sarcastic as well, and though he got on your nerves sometimes, you couldn’t help but admire the kid. If he continued to train hard, he might even surpass his father one day -- and you would love to take some pride in helping him become so strong.

You were training with Boruto one day when his father decided to make a rare appearance. You were in the middle of explaining a new jutsu when you saw Boruto’s face light up, and you turned around to see Naruto peeking through the trees. When you met his eyes, he raised a hand in greeting. You waved back, feeling a grin spread across your face. Boruto and Naruto had had a rocky relationship for a while, since Boruto often felt abandoned by his father’s absence and Naruto was too swamped with Hokage duties to be present more often than he was; but recently, the two had come to an understanding, and were starting to grow closer. After hearing Boruto complain for months about his father never being around and knowing Naruto was working himself half to death every day while wishing he could be with his family instead, you were glad to see that they were starting to heal their strained relationship.

“How’s training going?” Naruto asked, walking over to the two of you with his hands in his pockets.

“Great! Y/n-sensei is going to teach me a new jutsu!” Boruto said, excitement shining in his blue eyes. He’s so much like his father, you couldn’t help but think. And yet, a small part of your heart still ached that he wasn’t your son.

“Is that so?” Naruto turned to you and smiled. “You seem to be training my son well.”

You gave him a small smile. “I do my best for the Hokage’s son.” Naruto grinned.

“Boruto, why don’t you run home and tell mom I’ll be there for dinner?” Boruto nodded, a smile spreading across his face, and darted off. You and Naruto watched as his son disappeared between the trees, and then the two of you turned to each other once more. “So, how’s life been treating you? It’s been a while,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

You chuckled slightly. “Yeah, it has been. I’m okay. How’s being Hokage?”

Naruto sighed heavily. “So busy, it’s crazy. And boring!” You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his expression.

“Well, it is a time of peace. Unfortunate for you, but fortunate for the rest of us.”

Naruto groaned. “You’ve got that right. If I didn’t have Shikamaru, I don’t think I’d make it.” His expression sorted itself back into a small smile. “But what have you been up to, other than training my son? Managed to find anyone you’re interested in yet? I know Shino is still single…”

“He’s not my type,” you said, giggling nervously. You were a bit taken aback by his question, and unsure of how to respond. How do I tell him that the only man I’ve ever wanted to love is standing right in front of me?

“What about Kiba, then?” You shook your head. Sure, Kiba was fairly similar in personality to Naruto, but close was never enough.

“Naruto,” you began, feeling your voice waver. Should I tell him?

“What is it?” he asked with complete sincerity. You had to tell him now; you were in too deep at this point.

You swallowed deeply. “Do you remember the day we met?” Naruto paused for a moment, thinking, and then nodded.

“Yeah, you saved me from those bullies.”

“Do you remember what you said to me?”

Naruto looked taken aback, and his eyes searched yours for the answer, deep blue skies you could get lost in if you allowed yourself to. “No, I don’t.”

Your heart was pounding now, your stomach tying itself in knots over and over. You took a deep breath. “You said you’d marry me one day. Do you remember that?”

Naruto blinked, awestruck for a second, then nodded. “Yeah, I think I do.” You finally managed to look into his eyes, really look, and let him see the pain you’d hidden for almost 30 years.

“I loved you, Naruto. I always have. And the reason I’ve never been with anyone is that no one has ever compared to you.” You stared down at your shoes, unable to meet his eyes any longer. A fat teardrop fell from your eye, leaving a dark circle on the top of your sandals.

“Y/n, I…” he started, but you shook your head.

“I know. I know you’re married, and it’s far too late for me to be telling you this now.” You took a deep breath and looked up again, managing to raise your gaze up to his chin, to his lips that had smiled at you so many times. Those lips I’ll never get to kiss. “I just needed to get that off my chest.”

Naruto nodded, and an awkward silence fell over the two of you, almost tangibly painful. You took a deep breath, wiping your face.

“Well, I should go,” you said, readjusting your bag on your waist.

“Y/n--” Naruto started, but you had already turned and darted away, feeling the tears stream down your face as you flew through the trees.

--

It took you two weeks to find him, but you finally managed to track him down. You pushed open the door to the tavern, glad to see the black-cloaked man seated at the bar just in front of you. He turned around when you entered, almost as if he could sense the presence of a former comrade.

“Y/n,” he said, his one exposed eye staring at you. “What are you doing here?”

“I want to join you, Sasuke,” you said, placing your hands on your hips.

Sasuke sighed. “I work alone. I don’t need help.”

“Please,” you said, the desperation beginning to show in your voice. Sasuke stared at you, his eye searching your face.

He spoke after a moment’s silence. “You finally told him, huh?”

“Yeah,” you said quietly, the pain beginning to well in your heart again. Sasuke nodded, then turned around and gestured to the seat next to him.

“Sit. I’ll buy you a drink.”

[amenomiko]

Aye Thank You @otome-land for the request. Take note that I choose to do it because it was a fun and interesting plot, I haven't open my request just yet 🤣.

IkeSen Lords playing SLBP Routes Reaction

1. Nobunaga

Nobunaga: .......

Masamune: They say the Nobunaga in this game is way... Savage?

Nobunaga: Nonsense. I am much better, I believe.

Mitsunari: His hair is longer than yours, Nobunaga-sama (❁´◡`❁).

Ieyasu: Of all the things to comment on, you look on that part?

Also Ieyasu: He is skinnier too.

Hideyoshi: Nobunaga-sama.. No matter where you are, you are still majestic ╥﹏╥

Mitsuhide: I think you've missed the points there, dear friend. Right now we are seeing the difference between our lord in our world and other world ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^).

Hideyoshi: They are the same!! Don't try to change my opinion, Mitsuhide OAO!

Mitsuhide: My, my ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^).

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2. Hideyoshi

Them except Hideyoshi: ........

Mitsuhide: Can I have that Hideyoshi to be in our world?

Hideyoshi: What do you mean by that??

Masamune: Less naggy, small, skinny, hmm.. *looks at Hideyoshi* His is bulky.

Hideyoshi: ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ What? Bulky?

Nobunaga: Hmm. He looks like a real monkey, unlike you, Hideyoshi.

Ieyasu: Is that a sarcasm or what ಠ_ಠ?

Mitsunari: He looks like a little brother and I feel like I want to protect him (❁´◡`❁)

Ieyasu: YOU are the one who needs protection the MOST

Mitsunari: Ieyasu-sama you are so kind..! I'm honored o(〃＾▽＾〃)o!

Ieyasu: ಠ_ಠ *sigh*

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3. Masamune

Hideyoshi: *Looks at SLBP Masa and Masamune himself* ...Heavens. Why ╥﹏╥?

Mitsuhide: He is very quiet and flustered around women. Meanwhile, our Masamune..

Masamune, currently french kissing MC like nobody's business: Hmm?

Ieyasu: God. Get a room 😑😑😑😑

Mitsunari: God? Where OAO?

Ieyasu: Be quiet, raw carrot.

Nobunaga: He looks like your younger brother instead.

Masamune: Heh. I would like to spar with him 😏😏😏

Nobunaga: Hm. As expected of you.

Masamune: ...With our "swords" 👀.

Nobunaga:

Masamune: 👀

Nobunaga: Hm 😏.

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4. Mitsuhide

Them: .......

Hideyoshi: *CRIES* UGH THE LOYALTY

˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

Ieyasu: The sincere smile.

Masamune: The obedience.

Nobunaga: Yes, the obedience. Especially in getting me sweets without hesitation.

Hideyoshi: *Instantly stopped crying* My Lord, N O.

Mitsuhide: ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^) My my all of you, that's too much of a compliment.

Hideyoshi: Him. Not YOU.

Mitsunari: The.. The hair color OAO.

Ieyasu:

Masamune: Now, now, lad. Put the table down. *Stops Ieyasu from throwing a table to Mitsunari*

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5. Ieyasu

4 of them except Ieyasu and Mitsunari : .......*looks at one another and turns to Ieyasu*

Ieyasu: ....What?

Mitsunari: *Breaks the silence* He smiles, Ieyasu-sama (❁´◡`❁).

Ieyasu:....What are you implying?

Mitsunari: Hm? Smiling is good O3O. It brings positive vibes (✿❛◡❛) *says it with no bad intention AT ALL*

4 of them: Contrarian and another contrarian.

Hideyoshi: Well..

Nobunaga: *Chuckles*

Masamune: Now now, lad. Not the chair this time. *Holds Ieyasu back from grabbing the chair to hit Mitsunari*

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6. Mitsunari

Them except Mitsunari: ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ....*looks at Mitsunari*

Mitsunari: (ㆁᴗㆁ✿) 🌸🌸🌸🌸?

Hideyoshi: Mitsunari. Stay the way you are, alright?

Others: *Nods*

Mitsunari: Hm? Okay OAO.

Ieyasu: *Silently agrees*

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7. Kenshin

Sasuke: .....

Shingen: ....*tears up*

Yukimura: *Looks at SLBP Kenshin and to Kenshin with (　☉д⊙) face*

Sasuke: It's like a.... evil twin and angelic twin?

Shingen: Ah, he is less demonic. If only.. *stabbed* Ow.

Kenshin: Any complains, Shingen?

Shingen:....A lot.

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8. Shingen

Kenshin: *Looks at it with full of disgust* Walking around naked and didn't have problem with genders to sleep with? Tsk. Both of you are just the same.

Shingen: Now now, everyone has their own preferences. Besides, he is sick just like me, and so we must enjoy our life to the fullest, right?

Sasuke: I wonder if he is a seme or uke.

Yukimura: Seme- Uke?? Sasuke what--

Sasuke: Oh nothing. It's an information for MC.

Yukimura: ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ... Anyway. Somehow I agree with Kenshin-sama. Shingen-sama what in the world-- is your dignity is not important for you to walk naked like that? And besides your sickness will get worse if you expose yourself to--

Shingen: Woah woah there, Yuki. That is this game's Shingen, not me, okay?

Yukimura: .....Don't you dare to do the same thing, my lord. I warn you.

Shingen: Yukimura how could you (´；д；`) I didn't raise you like thissss *stabbed* Ow Kenshin what the hell--

Kenshin: Walk around naked in my castle and I will cut your wee wee and feed it to the prisoners (눈‸눈).

Shingen: Like I said, it is NOT ME OAO!

Yukimura: ...Wee wee?

Sasuke: O chinko, Yukimura.

Yukimura: OI--

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9. Yukimura

Shingen: Awww... Such a good boy like my Yuki (❁´◡`❁)

Yukimura: H-hey! Stop o//////o

Sasuke: And virgin too.

Shingen: Yes, just like my Yuki (✿❛◡❛).

Yukimura: HEY OAO

Kenshin: Contrary too.

Shingen: Like Yuki indeed (✿❛◡❛).

Yukimura: H E Y ୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨!

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10. Sasuke

Kenshin: What's with this.... Small noisy lost child?

Sasuke: Kenshin-sama are you imitating Saitama from one punch man show that you watch last time?

Kenshin: Oh yes, it was good. He is just like me, killing someone with one blow. *Smirks*

Sasuke: That aside. Kenshin-sama, please look at adult Sarutobi Sasuke, not the child version ones.

Yukimura: Heeeh.. He looks matured here.

Shingen: Not bad at all. The smaller version of him is just like you, Yukimura. Except he respected women very well (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

Yukimura: Excuse me ಠ_ಠ?

Sasuke: And he can smile too.

Them: .......

Sasuke: Just joking. I can smile too. See? *curve the corner of his lips slightly before giving them his usual bli-wink* (´・_・｀)✨

Meanwhile, MC: They don't have chikubi too huh? Oh wait they have blood (°0°)!!

[animedaddymilkers]

Kinkmas 2020: Day 18

Prompt: Gagging w/ Asuma

Genre: Smut/18+ || Tags: Gagging, Oral || Characters: Asuma Sarutobi, Gender Neutral Reader || read it on ao3 here

"Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living, precious?" The voice addressing you was deep and made you press your legs together.

You turned around and was met with the face of a man who was equally as attractive as his voice, "Wouldn't you like to know stud?"

He laughed and you felt your body heat up at the sound as he sat on the stool next to you, "How about I settle for your name?"

"(Y/N), you?"

"Asuma. 'S a pleasure," He downed the rest of his drink and ordered another one for him as well as for you.

The two of you chatted for a while, the conversation coming easy especially since you were engaged in trying to keep him talking with that luxurious voice of his as long as you could. You talked so much you barely drank anymore, slowly finishing the drinks he originally ordered when he sat down. Asuma was a charismatic man and you found yourself ensnared in his smile and smooth voice. He was equally as enchanted with you, eyes constantly locked on yours. Before you knew it the bar was closing and you two were standing a bit awkwardly outside the establishment.

"So, uh, you wanna come back to my place?"

Your face lit up at the suggestion and you quickly accepted the offer, prompting Asuma to take your arm and lead you to his house. The place was huge and if you were sober and not so fucking horny, you would have asked just how loaded he was. But the second the front door closed your lips were on each other in heated kisses. Kami, his lips tasted even better than they looked. Somehow, you two managed to make it to his ridiculously large bedroom while still being connected at the lips. Your hands slipped under his shirt after the best was discarded and you groaned feeling just how built his chest was. Meanwhile, his own hands gripped your hips, kneading the flesh there as he sat you in his lap.

Asuma bit your bottom lip teasingly, grinning at your reaction. Slowly, you started grinding your hips down into his, and finally, it was his turn to groan. The noise was heavenly and it prompted you to continue grinding. For the first time since you began, your lips parted, Asuma leaning his head back and he lifted his hips to meet yours. His hands gripped the hem of his shirt and he pulled it off, allowing you to watch the show. Never in your life had you wanted to suck a dick so bad. Your own shirt quickly followed and you pushed Asuma to lay down on the bed. Exploring a bit, you let your hands roam his torso, trailing a bit longer over the sparse scars that covered his skin. Gingerly, you hooked your fingers into the waistband of his pants and began to pull them down, leaving him in just his boxers.

His legs were just as toned as the rest of him, only further driving your horny brain wild. Your hands greedily reached up to his boxers and palmed him gently through the material. He let out a sigh and rubbed his face, relishing in the feeling of you ridding him of his boxers and wrapping your bare hand around his length. Just the sight of his fat cock finally free of restraints had you drooling and you quickly replaced your hand with your mouth. Slowly, you pushed his cock further into your mouth, fingers still stroking what you couldn't fit. Asuma groaned and lifted your hair back, watching as your lips took more of him in. He let you take your time, wanting to see just how far you could go down and with your determination, he wasn't surprised when eventually your nose brushed his pubic bone.

You brought yourself up and took a deep breath, moaning at the sight of his now spit covered dick shining in the dim light of the room. His hips lifted off the bed slightly to meet your mouth quicker when you leaned back down, eager to be back inside of your warm mouth. Again, you took his cock all the down, this time gagging slightly before relaxing and breathing through your nose. Asuma gasped and moaned when you gagged, boosting your ego and giving you quite the idea. Your lips wrapped tightly around him as you began to bob your head, testing the limits of your gag reflex. The sound made the man beneath you lose his mind, thrusting up into your mouth to make you gag more. Feeling your throat constrict and spasm around him drove him crazy, leaning upon his elbows just to watch the sight better. Your mouth kept working him, egged on by the thought of making Asuma cum so hard maybe he'd just fall in love with you, or your mouth at least. The idea made you snicker, rather it would have if you didn't have a mouth full of cock.

Speeding up, you occasionally stopped with your mouth all the way down, trying to work your mouth down even a bit more. His cock nuzzled further into the back of your throat and you had to relax so you wouldn't end up vomiting on his dick. Asuma groaned, his chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to prolong his climax. Your throat just felt too good to let it finish before he got to fully appreciate it. But, those disgusting noises coming from your throat as you gagged was seriously testing him. Though you had different plans, not exactly wanting to be hoarse tomorrow and your hand reached up to play with his heavy balls. It was enough to make Asuma's thighs shake and the next time you gagged he was cumming, shooting ropes of cum into the back of your throat. You didn't exactly have much choice but to swallow everything he gave you, only taking your mouth off of him when you finished swallowing. With a triumphant grin, you took in his heaving chest and blushing face.

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[shisuisui]

Meeting little Sasuke (Shisui x Reader)

Itachi Uchiha was a responsible and caring older brother to Sasuke. He knew that he wanted to introduce his little brother to both Shisui and Y/n. When Y/n and Shisui met Itachi and baby Sasuke her heart couldn't help but melt at the sight of the adorable Uchiha infant. Sasuke, bundled in a soft, cozy blanket, lay in Itachi's arms, his dark eyes curiously observing the world around him.

Unable to resist she leaned in closer, her fingers gently poking Sasuke's chubby cheeks. "Oh my goodness," she cooed, "he's so cute! Look at those little cheeks!"

Itachi and Shisui chuckled at Y/n's reaction, their own hearts warmed by the sight of their friend's affection for Sasuke. Itachi shifted Sasuke slightly so Y/n could continue to admire his baby brother. Sasuke let out a soft, gurgling laugh, his tiny hands reaching out toward Y/n's finger. His response only made her heart melt further, and she couldn't help but shower him with gentle compliments.

"You're going to grow up to be a handsome and strong ninja, Sasuke," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "And you'll have your big brother Itachi to look up to."

Itachi, his eyes filled with pride and love for both his little brother and his friend, smiled and nodded in agreement. "That's right, Sasuke. You have a bright future ahead of you, and we'll always be here to support you."

As she continued to interact with baby Sasuke, her affection for him grew even stronger. She knew that he would be a remarkable shinobi one day, just like his older brother Itachi.

Itachi Uchiha was a responsible and caring older brother to Sasuke. He had taken care of Sasuke when he was just a baby, ensuring that his little brother was safe and loved.

Over time, Itachi, Shisui, and Y/n all tried to spend more time with Sasuke even though they still had their own duties. When meeting each other Sasuke would always greet them excitedly. "Hi, Shisui. Hi, Y/n."

Shisui and Y/n became positive role models for Sasuke, offering guidance and support, alongside his hero, Itachi.

[marvelmymarvel]

Guardian (Part 5)

Jiraiya x Sarutobi!Reader

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

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

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"Please tell me you're kidding."

Your eyes dropped to his feet at the tone of his voice; he was upset, livid even that you had gone to Orochimaru to ask for help. It didn't make sense to you why Jiraiya acted like you stabbed him in the back. What was going to happen was purely professional. Even if it did mean anything more, Jiraiya was dating Akira, so he didn't have a right to be jealous in that aspect.

"He's the best option. As I said, you're way too busy to help. Plus, I don't need Akira thinking anything else is going on between us-"

Jiraiya scoffed at your statement, annoyed that Akira was once again brought up as an excuse. Your eyebrows furrowed at that and your fingers clenched into fists, "Listen. I appreciate you helping me, I do, but I'm an adult and can make my own decisions-"

"You're making terrible decisions, Y/n. Inviting him back into your life will bring nothing but trouble-"

"And inviting you didn't?" His mouth dropped open at your rebuttal, the words driving a dagger deep into his chest. Silence fell between you, and your eyes drifted toward Kakashi's room, "There's a bigger elephant in the room, Jiraiya. Akira doesn't like this situation. I think it would be best for Kakashi and I to find another place to stay." You didn't want to say it, wanted to ignore the more significant issue, but you were tearing their relationship apart. That tension made him antsy and, in turn, caused more fights to erupt. You and Sakumo rarely had any conflicts, and considering that was all you and your brother do nowadays, you were tired of fighting.

"Is your goal here to kill me with words?" His voice cracked a little in the middle of the sentence, and you could tell from his stance alone that he was trying to build his walls up desperately. "You cannot hide from it forever, Jiraiya. You have a girlfriend; I shouldn't be living here-"

"So you're just going to take the two most important people in my life away without thinking about what I want?"

"I'm not your girlfriend, and he's not your son-"

"Fine, leave then for all I care. But don't even think about coming back when it all falls apart."

Jiraiya's sharp tone sent a wave of confusion through you as you watched him storm toward your shared room. A sinking feeling settled in your stomach, and you took a few seconds to compose yourself. He didn't mean it. You knew he didn't mean it. But you had to respect him and his wishes. Moving towards the room, you quietly began to gather up your things. Most of your stuff was still in your old house that you still owned, so really, you had only a handful of items. In terms of Kakashi, he would be leaving a lot of toys behind. But that was okay; you'd get him more.

Jiraiya sat on the edge of the bed, watching you move through the room. He didn't want you to go but couldn't stand to see you right now. As you packed the last items, you moved into Kakashi's room. He was sleeping peacefully as you moved toward his dresser. Jiraiya had followed, but his eyes were now watching the sleeping boy. He didn't know how it was possible, but in a few short months, that child had become something akin to a son, which is why this was the hardest part. Jiraiya's seen you leave his side many times, but a son was something new.

"Okay," you whispered as you slung your backpack on before moving towards Kakashi. The boy stirred as you began lifting him from the bed, but you were quick to soothe him back to sleep. Turning, you locked eyes with Jiraiya in the doorway. This was the right thing. You couldn't do this anymore to Akira. You couldn't do this anymore to Sakumo.

Jiraiya's face hardened the closer you got to him, but he didn't move out of the way when you tried to get through the doorway. "Jiraiya." You stated sadly, eyes morphing into a look of sorrow and empathy. Tears bubbled along his lash line as he once more fought the urge to confess everything to you. How much he loved Kakashi, how much he loved you. But he couldn't do it. You said it yourself. No one can replace Sakumo.

Not even him.

He nodded before moving out of the way, watching you walk towards the front door with bated breath. Your hand hovered over the door handle, and you glanced back at him, "Thank you for taking care of us. I hope we can see each other again, at least for Kakashi's sake." You were hoping he'd use the opportunity to take back his words from earlier, but he remained silent.

You nodded before exiting the apartment, the sound of the door clicking close behind you sending a shockwave of emotions through your veins. You had no clue if what you just did was right…

Your e/c eyes cast down at Kakashi sleeping peacefully against your shoulder. It didn't matter; Kakashi was your number one priority. You had to keep him safe, and if that somehow included Jiraiya not being in your life.

Then you'd have to bear the pain.

[cafeinthemoon]

The Nidaime’s Assistant extra scene (reader and Hiruzen)

So this is the extra scene from That Wasn’t a Genjutsu I’ve talked about a few days ago! I still miss writing for this story and it was my favorite part of the whole Nidaime’s Assistant series, so when the idea for this short scene came out, I just had to write it down. Now I want to share it with you. I hope you enjoy 💙

Title: That Wasn’t a Genjutsu

Genre: Fanfiction

Pairing: Tobirama Senju x reader

Rating: teen | up

Word count: 1151

Chapter (s): 1/1

Warning(s): mentions to labor/birth/blood

Symbols: ✔ | ⭕ | 🔺 | ▶

A Message from the Hokage

Now that everything was over and you two were finally taking a well deserved rest, the room in which you were with your newborn was silent. It was hard to believe in the fuzz of the night before: the women around your bed during your labor; the blood, the pain and the sweat all over your body; your baby fighting to come out; your mother’s outside the door, waiting and worried about you and making you regret telling her you haven’t feeling so well just some weeks before.

However, nothing was hurting more than knowing that your son was going to be brought to this world and his father was still not there. According to the last message he sent to you – two nights ago – Tobirama was on his way back to the village, but the possibility that he was not going to return in time was real. You knew it since the start, of course; still, you couldn’t help feeling anxious for him, for the baby for yourself. Even after the labor, when the baby was brought to you and you were informed about his good conditions, you couldn’t let yourself rest. You haven’t slept more than a few minutes that night.

But now everything was going to be okay. Despite the discomfort of the previous months, you survived the labor process, and your child was alright, as far as the medical ninjas could see. He showed to be louder than his sister when she was born, or so you thought (and to be honest you’ve already heard some women speaking about how boys use to cry louder than girls), but now that he had his first bath, was wrapped in soft sheets and being held by his mother, he was as quiet as can be.

And now that you finally had some time to observe him, you noticed how much he resembled his father: his pale skin and his thick white hair made it clear that he was going to be his living image after growing up; he still didn’t open his eyes, but it was like you were already seeing a pair of reddish pupils staring at you at that moment. You smiled with yourself when the image of a younger version of Tobirama came to your mind.

The baby has been sleeping for a few minutes, but now he started to move and groan. Of course, he was hungry. You slipped the strap of your gown and helped him to find your nipple. It was a strange yet comfortable sensation while the boy was being fed by your milk, returning to his previous state of peace. That was the second time in your life that you had to breastfeed a child, but it was like a first time anyway: each of your children were unique living beings, so that keeping each of them close to you while they get what was necessary to survive directly from you was some sort of special gift for one and for the other, despite being the same thing. Speaking of that, you remembered that your girl was never so hungry, so you had some problems with breast ache when she was little; you were hoping that this boy would be different.

You were almost finishing to feed him when you’ve heard someone knocking on the door.

- Come in – you said, sort of afraid of disturbing the boy.

The door was opened and Hiruzen Sarutobi, one of your husband’s students, entered the room. The boy closed the door quietly behind his back and took a step toward the bed, but stopped when he noticed what you were doing.

- Am I interrupting? – you saw his cheeks blushing – I can come back later…

You smiled.

- No, Saru. You’re not doing anything wrong – you whispered to not disturb the baby – Come here. I’m just going to ask you to speak low, because he’s almost sleeping.

Hiruzen gave you two a soft smile and approached the bed; his embarrassment with your current circumstance was visible – you understood that, to him, it was like seeing his sensei’s wife naked – so you did what you could to make him feel at will, keeping a light conversation about his team, his recent missions and how life has been around the village.

He took some time observing the baby, and once you looked at him you understood that he was seeing the same as you.

- He just came to this world and is already his image, isn’t he? – you commented, caressing his white hair, as bristly as his father’s – I can just imagine how he will be like when he become a grown man.

- You are right, y/n-sama – Hiruzen agreed.

- Saru, I already told you to just call me y/n – you replied with a stifled laughter – To me, you are part of the family.

He blushed.

- Thank you for that… – and as if he was almost forgetting the reason for his visit – I’ve just received a message from Tobirama-sensei. He says he is reaching the village today and is coming to see you by the evening. He says sorry for not coming earlier, but unexpected things kept him in his mission. He sent us ahead him because he stated that this time we could not help him. He had stay behind and work by himself.

You nodded but raised an eyebrow right after.

- He had to stay behind and work by himself, uh? That grumpy old man will never change.    He could have kept at least one of you with him, I know. The truth is that he wanted you all to get some rest and leave him to do everything in his way, with no interference or divergent opinions, that’s it. You know that, right?

Hiruzen opened his mouth with surprise after hearing speaking like this about your husband, but then he smiled.

- Yes, I know. Still, this is everything he told me, and here I am to pass his message.

- It’s okay, I know the man who lives with me and that you have no fault in this, boy. You don’t need to be worried.

A moment of silence passed and Hiruzen spoke again.

- He also asks about your state, and the baby’s, y/n.

Your face got warm with this part of the message. Tobirama still had his moments, after all.

- I’m fine. Still tired, of course, but I will be okay in a few days. You see, it happened naturally, so that my recovery will be faster. And the boy is alright as well. The doctors examined him as soon as they took him with them, and no problem was found – you smiled – However, I think he will keep us awake for more nights than Amaya did.

Saru understood the joke.

- This might become a problem for Tobirama-sensei!

- Indeed! – you laughed as well.

[narasnooze]

U n i v e r s i t y  au.

OneSided (?) | Asuma/Shikamaru From an Innocent Crush to Obsessive Madness.

‘I was never insane, except upon occasions when my heart was touched.’ – Edgar Allan Poe

                                    .        .         .         .         .

“Shikamaru, you need to stop gawking.”

“I’m not..” 

“You need to stop remembering every single word he says, too. Your head will implode.”

“I’m not, and it’s fine..”  He’s got a lot of storage.

“He’s our professor.”

“I know.”

“He’s also fourteen years older than us, married and has a three year old daughter. And this,“ She gestured to his entire being, “– is outrageous.”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and finally managed to tear his eyes off the man that is the topic of their conversation, to instead look at his friend.

“Ino, I know. I know..! But none of that changes what I think or like about him. I can’t just shut it off because it’s inappropriate and he’s unavailable. Please relax, I’m not going to do or say anything to him. I don’t want to ruin his life, I want him to be happy. I’m admiring from afar... just like you are.” he replied, giving her an evil smirk.

The blonde haired young woman scoffed and snapped her head around, crossing her arms. She quickly glanced over a few seats to catch a glimpse of another student named Sai before she turned to her friend with annoyance and a faint blush.

“At least I don’t have an immoral teacher crush..!” She harshly whispered.

“So what are you waiting for?” He was fast to whisper back.

“What about you?”

Their other friend, Chōji spoke softly, not needing to whisper since he naturally spoke with a gentle tone anyway. Besides, the classroom was huge and they sat far up in the back away from most other students. Shikamaru’s choice.

Both Ino and Shikamaru turned to him and Shikamaru raised his shoulders slightly, shaking his head. “What about me?”

“Don’t you want to be happy?”

Ino flickered her blue eyes to Shikamaru again, glad the guy was looking at their other friend so that he didn’t see her worry.

Shikamaru on the other hand blinked only a few times and put on an amused smile to hide the fact that he’d been surprised by the sudden feeling Chōji’s question had stirred up.

“I’m fine. Guys, really.. I’m ok. It’s a dumb crush, you said it yourself.” He turned his head between them, assuring them all was well.

“It’ll pass eventually.”

Ino and Chōji caught each other’s concern for a split second and then nodded to him, returning to their attention to the class.

Shikamaru’s attention, however, was only brought back by a sudden voice calling his name and he snapped his head up from his book, eyes wide and meeting with their professor’s kind and warm ones.

He must have walked up the stairs to their seat while he was lost in thought. Without him noticing him? That’s a damn first...

“What?”

“I asked you a question, but it seems you are much further ahead than the rest of us.” The man winked playfully and tapped Shikamaru’s book. “This is five chapters ahead of where we currently are, Mr Nara.”

Oh, you son of a b...

“Sorry, I couldn’t put the book down last night...” The words he’d read, he’d imagined professor Sarutobi’s voice saying to him inside his head and he hadn’t been able to stop reading until he passed out in his father’s arm chair.

“No need to apologize, I’m glad you find it interesting. But let’s go back a few hundred pages and let the rest catch up, alright?” He smiled before turning to walk back down to the front again and Shikamaru was sure he’d faint at any second.

It’s just a dumb crush...

           It will pass...

             It has to.

[hypnotixstorm]

Which characters are your fav ones in Naruto and which do you not like?

Okay thank you for asking this! I’ll tell you why I love/hate the characters too 👀

Also disclaimer: This is long as FUCK which I apologize about. I got a bit too into this I think lmao. You probs don’t even care why I like/dislike these characters :’))))

BUT 

Because this is so long it’ll all be under the cut :)

F A V E S

Kakashi

He’s the entire reason I got into Naruto in the first place. I loved the intrigue/mystery surrounding his mask and I won’t lie, I think he’s really hot lmao B UT I can also relate a lot to his backstory in the sense that we’ve both had a really rough life!

Deidara

Dude Deidara is the best! Yes he’s hot okay, most of my faves are for this reason BUT I also love his personality! He feels so human and well thought out, even if he is a villain who we don’t really see all that long. He’s fun and energetic, plus I love art too!

Let’s be real tho, I literally love the entire akatsuki. They’re like my fave villain group of all time. I want an akatsuki cloud tattoo okay 😩

Genma

Okay okay okay I know this is weird and random but hear me out. I love this character, sm. I love his design, his personality, his voice, just, everything about him? I know he’s a minor character we very rarely see but idk I’m just so drawn to him 🥺

Itachi

hhhhnnnnNNGHHHHHH I love this man I s2g 🥺 like, he’s so pretty??? Eyelashes for days??? And long silky hair???? It’s mostly an aesthetic thing, but I do really like his backstory. I think he deserved so much better too!

D I S L I K E

Orochimaru

I feel like most people either love or hate him. Nobody ever is just like “he’s okay”. At least, no one I’ve ever met. Personally, he’s creepy as hell and I just *shudders* I just really don’t like him lmao

Sasuke

I can feel the hate I’m gonna get from this but oh well. Sasuke to me is very... overrated, which is weird considering I love his brother/emo boys lmao. But Sasuke just feels ridiculous at times. I also don’t like how he went crazy, psycho, murderer and then was just accepted back with open arms, for the most part anyways. I didn’t watch Naruto until I was 17 so that may also have something to do with it but? Idk, just really dislike him 🙃

Hiruzen Sarutobi (Third Hokage)

Okay. So. I really actually hate him lmao. I always see people ranting and raving about what an amazing hokage he was. Ummmmmm excuse me? He was awful! He promised to take care of Naruto, love him and treat him like his own but he actually didn’t? He never payed any attention to him and shoved him into some shitty ass apartments on his own? Plus the WHOLE VILLAGE bullied Naruto and he did nothing to stop it? Yeah, he’s awful. I understand he’s not biologically related to Naruto and all, but he still made that promise to Minato/Kushina and should’ve respected it. Yes, he could’ve just left him on the streets which is worse, but there was so much more he could have done FOR Naruto. I also understand he barely payed attention to his own grandson but still. You get the point. I don’t think he did anything right by those kids. I also think he’s to blame for the Uchiha massacre. Like, he knew what they were doing and went “ya know what itachi, why don’t you go kill them all and then fuck off even tho we know about this bc fuck you????” He knew about the Uchihas plans for YEARS and then with Danzo-

L O V E / H A T E

I know you didn’t ask for this but I have to talk about this one person

Sakura

Alrighty. This one is gonna be long like the Third Hokage’s. So I have moments where I both love and hate Sakura. I really do want her to be my favorite characters, but it’s really fucking hard. Honestly she’s probably my fave female character besides Temari, who was turned into a useless housewife, and Tsunade who is actually a /decent/ female character, post-Naruto fucking knocking some god damn sense into her. So really, I guess that makes her my fave female of the Konoha 12? Idk. A N Y W A Y S. Most of the women are done poorly, but Kishimoto has admitted to not being able to write them well so, it’s more understandable

Anyways. I’ll start out with why I dislike her

I HATE what she did to Naruto. It was seriously fucked up of her to use his feelings for her against him and just- Ugh, that shit really grinds my gears and pisses me off because I’ve been in Naruto’s shoes before in a situation like that with someone. I also hated how she STILL pined over Sasuke and ENDED UP WITH HIM???? Honestly, I don’t think Sasuke should have gotten with anyone and that’s because he does not seem emotionally ready/available to be in a (healthy) relationship, NOT because I don’t like him and I think he doesn’t deserve happiness. But anyways, I digress. I know that looks aren’t the most important things buuuuuut Studio Pierrot really made her look bad. Not only does she look more badass in the manga, but she actually has decent sex appeal. The only reason I bring that up specifically is because a LOT of people like to compare her to Ino and Hinata and make fun of her flat chest. I feel like it’s also worth mentioning, that anytime Sasuke was around or even mentioned, she turned into a babbling idiot, which is probably her biggest downfall to me

Now, on to why I like her

Sakura is the strongest NORMAL person in the world of Naruto, whether you want to believe it or not. Naruto and Sasuke are literal GODS. Even if they are reincarnations, they’re still gods. Of course Sakura is going to be useless compared to them. BUT compare her to other characters and she’s def stronger than them. She has surpassed her teacher, Tsunade, who was one of the Legendary Sannin. She’s also much stronger than Kakashi, who was a child prodigy and jonin at the age of thirteen. She also was also able to nearly go toe-to-toe with a member of the Akatsuki. I know she had help from Lady Chiyo, but she still did well, all things considered. Deidara has also stated previously that Sasori was stronger than him, so with that in consideration, she would have probably been able to beat him on her own and possibly several other members of the Akatsuki

[ikesengoficss]

🎃 Ikemen Sengoku, Halloween Imagines || “I thought you were taking the kids trick or treating!”

set in modern au, please enjoy these mini imagines for the ten main warlords of Ikemen Sengoku this halloween!

I have taken out Kennyo, Ranmaru, Yoshimoto, and Motonari due to my very limited time scape to work on this. Please understand! They will be in future holiday works ;)

w/ bonus: would the warlords play the, “I ate all your Halloween Candy,” prank? Find out! 

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“I thought you were taking the kids trick or treating!”

Nobunaga Oda

In no way could Nobunaga be in charge of handing out the candy this Halloween— it would all be eaten by the time the first trick or treaters came! And he knew, if he was in charge of handing out the candy, he’d be able to sneak some in for himself. Nobunaga would be damned if he didn’t get to have some chocolate. But the earnest look on your face, and his two children in their little vampire costumes gazing up at him with such doe eyes convinced him to give in and take them out trick or treating himself. Besides, the more he thought about it, he didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

He takes his little konpeitos hands in his, and the two children start squealing with excitement. You give him a gentle smile, standing up on your tippy toes so only he could hear; “I promise I’ll give you an extra treat when you get home.” Oh, he’s never loved Halloween as much as he does now.

Bonus: %100 percent would pull the prank, and %100 would have actually eaten the candy. 

Ieyasu Tokugawa

The idea of going out trick or treating makes him incredibly uncomfortable. Not because he is out alone with his children, but because the younglings have plopped a big pumpkin hat on his head, and in no way could he say no to them — and in no way could he bare to be seen in public wearing this damn hat! But alas, he did promise you he would take them trick or treating this year. And his little girl looked as if she was going to cry if he didn’t.

Huffing, he bent down to pick up his daughter and rested her on his hip; “Don’t cry, you’ll ruin your makeup and that took your mother and I ages,” he sighs. You laugh, ruffling your husbands hair, knowing in the end he would give in.

Bonus: No. He’s not that cruel and it probably wouldn’t be believable.

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

To be honest, he was always planning to take them trick or treating; he’s got bug spray, extra coats to keep the kids warm, his ‘tough dad’ face to scare anyone off he deems dangerous. Chances are he will probably put limits on how much candy they can have. “No more than two pieces!” is his motto. There was no debating that he would take the kids out, however— “Hideyoshi, you can’t see their cute costumes with all those coats wrapped around them,” you say, helping your little boy out of the many layers of coats.

“y/n!? What if they get frostbite?” You just shake your head, assuring him it is not that cold out and their costumes are warmer than he thinks. “Now take your children to get some candy, and have some fun,” you chuckle, hurrying them out the door, and without Hideyoshi noticing, sneaking your children some extra candy.

Bonus: No, but he will probably hide the candy somewhere for “the sake of their health.” 

Masamune Date

“Masamune, that is not an appropriate Halloween outfit for taking your children out,” you snap. He indeed, wore a very sexy cop outfit, a smug look on his face to accompany it. Truth be told, it was appropriate enough, however, you did not want other mothers with their children looking at your man who’s slender legs and crotch are clearly defined by his tight pants.

You huff as he wraps his arm around you to tug you close and press a kiss to the crown of your hair. “Alright, alright, I’ll take it off,” he laughs. The sound of your children’s laughter as they play upstairs rings throughout the house; you try to pull away so you can go and help them finish putting on their costumes, but Masamune tightens his grip, bending down to whisper in your ear, hot breath against your skin, “But tonight, let me put it back on. I think my Kitten deserves a treat.”

Bonus: Certainly! Everyone loves a little prank here and there. Even his children, right?

Mitsuhide Akechi

Mitsuhide has no qualms with taking his children out trick or treating, and indeed, plans too— he is surprisingly desperate to enjoy this tradition with his children and make their Halloween fun, however, the trickster he is, he’s going to tease you and make you believe he had no plans to. “Ah, I’m sorry my little mouse, but I’m afraid I already have plans this evening. Maybe you misunderstood.” It’s hard not to laugh as you puff your cheeks and try to figure out what to do. “I guess… I guess I could call Hideyoshi to take them out.”

That breaks his facade, and he jokes no more. He’s quickly grabbing his Michael Myers mask damn straight, and calling his daughter down. “You’ll scare her with that. You’re all tricks but no treats!” you laugh, though your daughter jumps right into his arms anyway. “Have fun, you guys!” you laugh. Before Mitsuhide leaves, his daughter clutching her little pumpkin bag to her chest, he covers her ears to whisper seductively to you, “No treats, you say? My dear, I think tonight you’ll be pleasantly surprised to know I have quite a treat for you. Be a good girl, and try not to get too distracted at the door.” Happy Halloween to you, indeed.

Bonus: This is Mitsuhide we are talking about. He pulls this type of shit daily. And he’ll perfect this prank, those poor children. 

Mitsunari Ishida

“…oh no! I forgot.” You thought Mitsunari and your son left hours ago, but you found them in the living room, Mitsunari’s nose buried in a book and the little boy in his ghost costume asleep on his lap. You sigh, but can’t help but laugh at the sight. Your son shifts a little in his sleep, before waking up and peering up at Mitsunari; “Daddy, can we go trick or treating now?”

With that angelic smile, he tells his son, “Of course!” Sweeping him up and heading towards the door to finally take him out trick or treating. However, before the duo makes it out the door, Mitsunari feels something light placed on his head. His son laughs, pointing towards his father's head exclaiming, “You’ve got cat ears!” At that, you give the two a grin and push them out the door for their Halloween fun.

Bonus: No :( in no way shape or form could Mitsunari be convinced to do such a thing. 

Kenshin Uesugi

Genuinely thought you were taking them out. Kenshin wanted to be the one to hand out candy so he could scold any kids from the neighboring oda forces town for trying to get their candy. But then he recalled the conversation the two of you had two nights ago, where he did indeed, over sake, agree to take the young ones out trick or treating.

He sighs and gives you the game plan for handing out candy; “I will of course take my children out trick or treating, but you mustn’t give any candy to those kids from the town over. They’re corrupted by the Oda!” You just roll your eyes, patting your husbands back and ushering him out the door with his three excited children who are dressed as bunnies this halloween.

Bonus: May try to pull it off but the second he see’s his kids begin to cry, he breaks. 

Yukimura Sanada

He knew he was supposed to be taking the kids out trick or treating, he was just trying to get out of it. He and Sasuke had a horror movie night planned for this Halloween, and though he knew he was a father adult who has responsibilities, he didn’t want to miss this! So alas, he tried really, really hard to get out of taking the kids out trick or treating.

But like any doting father, he falls prey to his daughters puppy dog eyes, and little pout, and sad little voice asking, “You’re really not taking us trick or treating, daddy?” He’s cursing himself and quickly texting Sasuke they will have to postpone the horror movie night. He lets his daughter sit on his shoulders and he takes his son’s hand, and takes them out trick or treating. And he must admit, he has quite a lot of fun.

Bonus: Yes, but he won’t last long either. He’ll be all into it until his little girl begins to cry and then he’s all uuuuuhhhh.

Shingen Takeda

Obviously, of course, wants to take his kids trick or treating. He didn’t forget at all, he just hoped he could have had a little more fun with his treat before hand. You were in a very gorgeous costumes, and he was enjoying it to the fullest. As you were enjoying his to the fullest. However, the sound of the children downstairs growing impatient was cumulatively growing louder and louder. Reluctantly, he pulls away from you.

But he loved taking his kids out trick or treating. He loved to see their happy smiles when their costumes were praised and candy was plopped into their bags. He’d every so often sneak a piece for himself, and when his daughter would catch him in the act, he’d get quite the scolding from her. “You get that from your mother.” 

Bonus: Most likely not. He wants his kids to have a stress free Halloween.

Sasuke Sarutobi

Deadass, has been waiting for this opportunity his whole life, so in no way is he going to forget taking his children out trick or treating. Prepare for Sasuke to flop down from the ceiling in a full on spiderman costume. His children fall into hysterics, and you can’t help but shake your head, smiling at your silly husband. 

“Your friendly neighborhood spiderman is here to take the kids trick or treating.” He says it with the straightest face too. Like little spiders, the children climb all over him as he casually walks outside holding their little pumpkin baskets. “Be home before it’s too dark!” you call out to your silly family. 

Bonus: Due. But because this is Sasuke, and his children know just how goofy he is, they won’t fall for it.

Happly Halloween!! 🎃

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Reader x Sasuke Sarutobi - Hold On

Title: Hold On

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Sasuke Sarutobi

Genre: ;)))))

Warnings: ;)))))

Kinks: Oral, orgasm denial, exhibitionism

Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 2185

Requested by: @nerd4rice​ (I’d hold on to something if I were you)

Other comments: good lord this is spicy

You close the door behind you and exhale softly, relaxing for the first time all day. Nobunaga had taken you to town to show you off to visiting vassals who would possibly take interest in you. The entire day had worn you out, so you are happy to be back and in your room. Despite being in a different time period for little time, you had adapted to the different life rather quickly.

          The only thing you hadn’t quite adjusted to yet was…

         Spinning around, you come face to face with Sasuke. He pulls down this mask, revealing a sly smile. “How interesting that Nobunaga is trying to marry you off so quickly. I did not predict this would happen.”

         “That’s what he’s trying to do?!”

         Sasuke takes your hand, lacing his fingers with yours before pressing his forehead to yours. “I’m afraid so.”

         You blush slightly at his forwardness. Usually Sasuke is much more reserved than this. Perhaps learning that Nobunaga was considering his options has pushed him to be more intimate with you? Whatever the cause, you don’t mind at all. You missed Sasuke all day, so you are very happy to see him.

         His other hands lands on your waist, beckoning you closer. Sasuke smells like summer – musky from the humid outdoors and there is also a faint hint of cherry blossom lingering on his collar. You pick a flower from his dark robes, the bright pink color standing out from his garments.

         “You have a stowaway,” you giggle as you twirl the flower between your fingers.

         Sasuke takes it from you and tucks it behind your ear, pulling your hair back as well. He leans down, his lips drawing close to your ear. “I didn’t come here just to do that though,” he whispers. You release a small yelp when he squeezes your waist. “If Nobunaga really is trying to pawn you off…” He hoists you up, his arms gripping your thighs tightly as he pads over silently to the large bath that had been drawn for you. “I don’t know that I can stand by and watch that happen.”

         He sets you down on the edge of the bath before tipping your chin up to kiss you. Sasuke is gentle as always, but you can feel a tinge of desperation in his kiss, as if he really were worried about Nobunaga’s plans. You tug at his robes, urging him to remove them, but he simply pushes his glasses up and kneels. You remain seated on the edge as he unties your kimono. The silk slips off your shoulders, the hem hanging just below your collarbone.

         “What if someone finds us-” you ask softly as he pushes the fabric open.

         Sasuke looks up at you with large eyes. “I suppose you should try to be quiet. Like a ninja.”

         You laugh at his comment, but then squeak when he pulls your legs apart. The cold air of the room sends goosebumps up your skin, but the notion of being exposed for Sasuke makes you giddy with anticipation. Surely he could be quiet, but you? That would be rather difficult…

         With every passing moment, your lust grows stronger, and you don’t want to wait anymore. You slip your undergarments off, and Sasuke lets the cloth hang from your ankle as he pulls your leg over his shoulder. One hand tucks around your waist to hold you while he rubs his fingers along your core. The warmth emanating from his skin comforts you, but as he grows closer to your clit, you squirm. Forcing yourself to bite the inside of your lip, you let out a strangled moan when he finally pinches your bundle of nerves between his index finger and thumb.

         Indeed, it has been a while since you and Sasuke had time to pursue more intimate affairs, so Sasuke takes his time feeding your starved sex drive.

         He presses butterfly kisses to the inside of your thighs before pressing his cheek against your skin. He rarely said something dirty unless he knew that you would have a good time. So like the sly ninja he is, Sasuke smirks and mutters, “I’d hold on to something if I were you-”

         The next moment, Sasuke pulls your folds apart, no longer bothering to explore you with his fingers. Instead, he runs his tongue along your slit, his saliva mixing with your fluids. You can’t help but cry out at the sudden contact, but you quickly cover your mouth to silence yourself.

         Upon leaning back, your hand extends behind you, only for your fingers and sleeve to touch the warm water. Groaning slightly, you grip the edge of the bathtub instead, and turn your attention to Sasuke. With his free hand, he presses his fingers into you. It’s a strange but wonderful feeling to have him inside of you – furthermore, with this new drive to be more bold, you quite enjoy the more expressive risks he’s taking.

         When Sasuke flicks his tongue against your clit, moans drop from your lips and cannot be muffled by the damp cloth of your kimono sleeve. “S-Sasuke!” Your knuckles go white from holding on to the edge so tightly. If you were to let go, surely you would fall and lose your high. So Sasuke pushes you further back and adjusts his grip on you. You can feel his muscles tense under you, making you groan more. You give up holding on to the tub, and instead run your wet fingers through his hair, slicking it back slightly and making him look all the more attractive.

         For a moment, Sasuke looks up at you, his eyes locking with yours, but then he closes his eyes and continues to lap at your most sensitive places. As his fingers work inside of you, your nipples grow hard and erect, pressing against the fabric. Your breathing becomes ragged and labored the more Sasuke delivers you pleasure. He’s completely fixated on the task at hand, that he doesn’t warn you about-

         The knock at the door makes you nearly fall into the water. “(Y/n)?” Nobunaga’s voice sounds from the other side.

         You panic and expect Sasuke to take off in the other direction, but he stays in his place, lapping at the juices that flow down your legs.

         “May I come in?”

         Fear spikes in your blood, and when you’re about to reply, Sasuke teeths on your clit, making you throw your head back and mewl. “N-No!”

         “No?”

         “I-I’m taking a bath.”

         You grip Sasuke’s hair tighter, warning him without using words.

         “And?” Nobunaga asks as if it were a trivial detail. “I have visited many women while they bathed, it never seemed to be an issu-”

         “No!” you squeal, closing your eyes. “Nobunaga please. I’ll speak with you tomorrow.”

          Dejected, Nobunaga leaves as you asked. Despite the sound of your heart thundering in your ears, you can hear the sound of his footsteps departing. This meant that the coast was clear, and you could moan as much as you want.

         “For a ninja, you’re taking this less serious than I thought you would- ahh…”

         Sasuke kisses the inside of your thigh. “I knew you would send him away,” he replies as-a-matter-of-factly. You let your eyelids droop as a knot begins to form in the pit of your abdomen. He continues to finger you deftly, but when he slows down, you whine in protest.

         “N-No. Why do you stop now, but not when… S-Sasuke…”

         He tips your chin up and steals a kiss before standing up. Lust drips from between your legs, so Sasuke undresses quickly, stripping the many layers of his uniform in a few moments. Gripping your thighs again, you wait for him to press himself into you, but instead, he lifts you up and takes you to the other side of the room – to your futon.

         Sasuke lays you down, your hair sprawling out like a halo above your head, and leans over you, trapping you underneath him. You drag your fingers across his tense muscles as he kisses the side of your neck. When he kisses the corner of your lips to tease you, you turn your head so that his lips collide directly with yours. Pushing your tongue into his mouth, you reclaim some dominance in the situation, and you run your fingers through his hair.

         He moves to take his glasses off, but you stop him. “No… leave them on. I want you to see me,” you mumble shyly as a blush dances across your cheeks.

         The embarrassment grows stronger when he laughs quietly, and you cover your face. “How can I see you when you hide yourself?” Sasuke takes hold of your wrists, pinning your arms above your head. Your arch yourself against him, your pert nipples grinding against his own. Joy makes you giddy when he closes his eyes and hisses in pleasure.

         Your victory is short lived, as he quickly inserts himself into you – earning a desperate mewl from your throat. His hard cock rubs against your walls, and no matter how quiet you try to be, the lewd sounds fill the room and when his tongue laps against your bruising skin, he coaxes moans from you. Sweat trickles down his chest, and he positions himself after pushing your leg up. Like his, he thrusts into you deeper; his cock hits your most sensitive of spots, sending your eyes rolling upwards as pleasure consumes you.

         Completely enveloped in his love, you give Sasuke all of your attention. Though your hands are above you, you grind your hips against his, earning low growls from the back of his throat. He frees a hand to wrap around you, bringing you up off the ground. After nipping the soft skin behind your ear, he whispers, “Doesn’t it give you a rush?”

         A particularly enthusiastic thrust makes you arch your back and cry out.

         “That we might be caught?” he presses on, his tongue dangerously close to the shell of your ear.

         “Y-Yes! Sasuke..” you groan, “P-Please, I want to-”

         You feel his cock tense up inside of you, but he continues to pound in and out of you, the squelching sounds only becoming more frequent. If you could think straight, you would be amazed with his stamina – then again, he was a ninja and had to be prepared for anything.

         Sasuke smirks, beads of sweat glinting in the dim candlelight. You lean upwards as best as you can, catching his lips in a heated kiss. As his tongue enters your mouth  simultaneously as his cock into your nethers, the knot bursts and you unravel before his eyes. Moans dribble from your sore lips, his name slipping between your teeth. Perspiration mattes your hair to your neck and forehead, and Sasuke finally releases your hands. They fly up to his hair, tangling in his dark locks.

         “S-Sasuke!” you moan for him, pushing him over the edge as well.

         He removes himself but continues to pump his cock until his semen lands on your abdomen. He grunts lowly, controlling his sound. You kiss his neck and suck on him, running your tongue over skin.

         After a moment of silence, Sasuke pushes his glasses up his nose and nips your jaw. “Now Nobunaga cannot marry you off.”

         The simple words make you turn a deep shade of red, and Sasuke chuckles in triumph. He lies down next to you, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. You pull the blanket over his head in an attempt to hide him. “Why can’t we do this somewhere more private? I want to wake up next to you in the morning…” you whisper, trailing your fingers over his jaw. You sling your leg over his abdomen to keep him in place.

         Sasuke exhales slowly, but then kisses your shoulder. “One day,” he promises.

         You stay like this for a few minutes, and just as sleep was about to take you, Sasuke shifts and moves away from your grip. Whining, you grip the sheets and pillow, inhaling his scent.

         He dresses quickly, arranging his dark clothes exactly to the way they had been a few hours prior. Pouting, you bury your face into the futon so that Sasuke cannot see your face.

         Although you try to hold your ground, Sasuke rolls you over and kisses the tip of your nose. “Meet me in the main square tomorrow at noon. And I suggest you take a bath,” he adds before slipping away. When you turn, he’s already gone, so you take his advice and step into the tub. The water has gone lukewarm, but you don’t mind. Instead, you wash away the evidence that he had ever been there, scrubbing your skin the best you can.

         When you’re about to get out of the water, Nobunaga opens your door. “Have you really been in the water for an hour?” he asks shamelessly.

         You don’t dare spin around and expose yourself. Instead you throw the soap over your shoulder, but you miss Nobunaga by a mile. “Out!”