demonnapologist

[xhatake]

" So you just ... make poison, in your body? " Kakashi probably sounds a little too interested. His gaze was still transfixed on the palm of Akira's hand. It was still seeping blood from the poison-coated kunai he had just hurled at his opponent. Kakashi was amazed, to say the least. He had read about such an ability in a very old book, but the information had been limited. He was briefed on the abilities of his team but seeing it firsthand was different entirely. It wasn't something he expected from the other, who was so prone to soft smiles & hopeful ideals. He probably sounds foolish so his gaze finds a spot behind Akira to focus on. Still, he continues, " and it just... comes out? "

@writelives || inspired by!

[ikemenomegas]

good-ending!kakashi and itachi need to have a little former traumatized geniuses cooking club where they get comfortable with making little "mistakes" and putting imperfect dishes on the table and improvising without needing to explain themselves like it's life or death

[flawlessstriker]

Naruto Kinktober 2023 Day 12 - Root - Stealthing - Athletics AU @narutokinktober

Did another collab with my bf @damien-wolfram-art for today. His post is right over here!

[hatredcurse]

It was about two days into the escort mission, of which Sasuke was assigned to Gaara out of the gracious, good-heart of incumbent hokage, Naruto. Like any other job, Sasuke took it with grace and without complaint, dishing out his usual protective services obedient as a dog; his heart longing for a challenge that will never come.

The kazekage was tolerable, for the least part. For that, the Uchiha was grateful.

It made the brunt of this work easy. A smooth-sail for the two of them where the little raven could keep to himself and his escortee didn't seem to take too much offense to it. If he did, well, he was more than welcome to write a lengthy complaint and file it to ANBU captain Sai later.

The first day passed by as quickly as it came. Sasuke retrieved the Gaara from his safehouse tower before they took to the road, the former far too busy keeping his sights on all angles around the two of them. Sunagakure was taxing to oversee by himself and a labor on his gifted vision, almost spurring on a premature headache. That, and trying to maneuver around wandering guests and shinobi searching for the kazekage's undivided attention. There was nothing in Sasuke's protocol to require action nor inaction, so he had push additional energy into preventative measures.

The second day no different than the first, only now they were nearing the border where the Uchiha could focus his attentions to wider and clearer radius than the tight street corners and shifting crowds. They were alone among the towering dunes and that's when the shared silence broke:

"It bothers you, does it not?" asked Gaara || @desertgourd

"What does?" Sasuke responded, flat-toned but curious.

Everything bothers him, all the time. Painful reminders of his childhood, heady reminders of his sins, annoying conjecture and unsolicited opinions on his character. But, what would Gaara know of it? Sasuke doubts he'd refer to any of that because he assumed the redhead to be polite, unless he wished to close the wide gap between both their worlds; seeking for familiarity in the middle ground.

He was Naruto's acquaintance after all, but Sasuke was only a bystander.

"The desert is hot, but bearable," he went on and assumed the least offensive topic here.

[irukasenseii]

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Canon verses: [v: prankster][v: teachers aide][v: pt 1][v: time skip][v: pt 2][v: blank space][next gen]

These verses start from after the kyuubi attack when Iruka was still terrorizing people with pranks as a child, straight up to his promotion as vice-principal. They follow canon as closely as possible/are set during different periods of the show/manga.

Next gen covers the boruto-esque era, but is inclusive for all the next generation oc babies (not just the canon ones). He's no longer a teacher and acts as headmaster.

Non-canon verses

[v: traitors aide] // [v: forevermore] [Affiliated w/@thecopynin-kakashi] [MAIN SHIP] [a lot of content and writing involves this verse]

After his life is saved by Kakashi and he learns the reasons why the other went rogue, Iruka resolved to help him and stubbornly refused to take no as an answer until Kakashi agreed to let him help. He chose to secretly aide Kakashi in his endeavor until Kakashi could return to the village. Their partnership turned into a secret relationship, and Iruka is now (relatively still secretly) married to Kakashi; who is now the sixth hokage

[alukaforyou]

today im thinking of.. anbu!mads oooh that would be Seck See wat mask would he have im biased so i wanna say cat cuz i love nekos but open to suggestions tbh

[devulove-blog]

KSRTC: ಅಂದು ಸಾರಿಗೆ ನೌಕರರ ಮೂರ್ಖರಾಗಿಸಿದ ಜಂಟಿಯವರೆ ಈಗ ಹೇಳಿ ಶೇ.45 ಹೆಚ್ಚೋ ಇಲ್ಲ ಶೇ.58.5 ಹೆಚ್ಚೋ..!?

ಬೆಂಗಳೂರು: ರಾಜ್ಯದ ನಾಲ್ಕೂ ಸಾರಿಗೆ ನಿಗಮಗಳ ಸಮಸ್ತ ನೌಕರರ ಪರವಾಗಿ ಶೇ.45ರಷ್ಟು ವೇತನ ಹೆಚ್ಚಳ ಮಾಡಬೇಕು ಎಂದು ಬೇಡಿಕೆ ಇಟ್ಟು ಈ ಬಗ್ಗೆ 2023ರ ಫೆಬ್ರವರಿ ತಿಂಗಳಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಹೈ ಕೋರ್ಟ್‌ನಲ್ಲಿ ಅರ್ಜಿ ಹಾಕಿದ್ದ ವಕೀಲರ ನಡೆಯನ್ನು ಟೀಕಿಸಿದ್ದ ಜಂಟಿ ಸಂಘಟನೆ ಮತ್ತು ಸದಾ ನಾವು ನೌಕರರ ಪರ ಎಂದು ಹೇಳುವ ವ್ಯಕ್ತಿ ಸರ್ಕಾರಿ ನೌಕರರಿಗೆ ಒಟ್ಟಾರೆ ಶೇ.58.5ರಷ್ಟು ವೇತನ ಹೆಚ್ಚಳ ಮಾಡಿ ಸರ್ಕಾರ ಆದೇಶ ಹೊರಡಿಸಿರುವ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಏನು ಹೇಳುತ್ತಾರೆ? ಶೇ.45ರಷ್ಟು ವೇತನ ಕೊಡಿಸುವುದಕ್ಕೆ ಅಂದು ಕರ್ನಾಟಕ ಹೈ…

[skyahri]

Hate |Naruto Men X Reader| HC

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Sasuke Uchiha

Summary: Hate is a strong word, but it's also a very fragile one.

Warnings: Brief smut, kissing mentions of p and v. Some angst, but all comfort. Mentions of blood, violence, and death.

Masterlist Ko-fi

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Kakashi Hatake

You hated how full of himself he was. He was always talking down to people, to his teammates and so-called friends. He goes out of his way to show people up no matter how inappropriate the situation may be.

He hated that you always stuck up for people he considered weak. He hated how much time and energy you put into helping others instead of focusing on your own training. He hated that you had so much potential, yet seemed to waste it at every opportunity.

As time went on and you were forced into each other's inner circles, your occasional arguments became a constant bicker. It got even worse when you were assigned to his ANBU team. You questioned his every move and fought every decision he made.

In return, he always gave you the least desirable night shifts. He'd make you write all the reports, saying something about needing to learn to respect your elders (he's only a few months older than you).

Once you were put in charge of your own team, things quieted down. Not because either of you had mellowed out, but because you didn't cross paths as often anymore.

Because of how rarely you saw him, you always made sure to make your brief encounters worth it. You had practically written a list of insults to throw his way. He returned the same energy with out hesitation.

Eventually, after his genin team had gone their separate ways and you had finally retired from ANBU, you had a seemingly infinite amount of time to rekindle your rivalry with him.

He always seemed to be heading in the same direction as you were. It didn't matter if you were on your way to the Hokage's office, the shops, or meeting up with someone- he was always there.

You tried to fight with him like the good old days, but it was different now that you were grown adults. Maybe the ungodly amount of trauma combined with the wedge distance had created in your odd relationship had finally put an end to your petty war.

Thinking back, maybe this is what it had been all along, and your stupid kid brain was too proud to admit what was really going on.

Your arguing had turned into kissing the moment he stepped through your apartment door. Things moved quickly, expert hands doing away with endless layers of Jonin uniforms in a rushed attempt to feel more of each other.

It felt right. Like the decades of tension had finally come to a head and you were being forced to deal with it in the most animalistic way possible.

"I hate you."

Your mumbling between desperate kisses. He doesn't acknowledge you immediately, opting to instead lift you by your ass so your legs could wrap around him. He pushes you against the wall, pressing his clothed election right against your womanhood.

"I hate you, too."

Neither of you acknowledges the elephant in the room, that the word you're looking for isn't actually hate. But that's beyond your cloudy minds right now.

Shikamaru Nara

Shikamaru has never really bothered with social pleasantries or subjected himself to cater to what people like and dislike. In fact, he often chastised people for caring what others think.

He always commented about what you wore, how well groomed you were, and the overall effort you put into your appearance each day.

You hated listening to it, which is why you always did your best to avoid him.

It wasn't even about you specifically. You hated hearing how rudely he'd shut down Ino when she would ramble on about anything. You hated when he complained about how loud Naruto and Kiba were despite knowing that they're just excitable people. You hated hearing the damn near sexist remarks he'd make about how stupid people were for giving any shots about how they looked.

It was annoying. It didn't seem to phase anyone else anymore, but that almost made it worse.

You were at your breaking point. Just one comment away from losing your composure and you prayed to God you'd be able to refrain from saying anything too harsh.

But alas, Kakashi had assigned you to yet another mission with him- the sixth one just this month.

At least he waited until you were at the Inn before he started up with you. You honestly don't know why he let you shower first if it was going to be such an issue.

"Finally. I thought you'd be in there forever."

"What the Hell is your problem with me?"

He paused in his tracks. He wasn't expecting you to say anything to his usual grumbling, and especially didn't expect it to be so hostile.

"You always take forever in the bathroom."

"It was twenty minutes. You'll live."

"It wouldn't be that long if you didn't bother with all the extra shit you use."

"Why is it such a problem that I care about what I look like? I don't ever involve you in it and yet you're always talking about it."

He rolled his eyes, about to blow off whatever you were saying, but you started up again before he could.

"All you ever do is bitch and whine and moan about dumb shit that doesn't concern you. I like to look nice. I like wearing clothes that compliment my figure and putting time into the health of my hair and skin. It's not the end of the world, so shut the fuck up about it already."

You walked past him and lay in one of the twin beds, tired from the journey and pissed about your teammate's usual poor behavior.

He didn't say anything. He continued with what he was going to do before the argument and carried on like nothing had happened.

He kept any conversations strictly professional for the duration of the mission, something you were ecstatic about.

It wasn't until a few days after you returned home that you heard from him. He showed up at your apartment unprompted, looking irritated and slightly flustered.

"After talking with my team, it may have come to my attention that I might be kind of an ass."

You invited him in, curious as to what he had to say. He admitted that he had never been called out on it. Most people don't take him too seriously and he may have gotten a bit too comfortable voicing every thought that crossed his mind.

Although he had mostly soothed any nerves you had, you still decided he owed you.

You dragged him into your room, sat him at your vanity, and laughed when he groaned. You pulled out all the stops for him. You took him through your entire routine start to finish and when you were done, you asked him hiw it felt.

He hated that it felt nice. He hated that he suddenly realized how dry his skin usually was and how clean he suddenly felt. He would never fully admit that to you, though.

Him showing up at your apartment the next day, conveniently around the time you usually started these things, was all the confirmation you needed that he no longer deemed it a waste of time.

Sasuke Uchiha

He hated going to the Hokage's office, not because he was still in the thick of earning his freedom after the war, but because he hated Kakashi’s assistant.

You annoy him. He hates that you so confidently push his buttons. He hates that you're just a civilian, but you've been given so much authority over him. It was an unfit existence for the last Uchiha.

You enjoyed messing with him. He would grumble when given his assignment and you made sure to mock him with a playful pout. You'd check in with the ANBU watching over him to make sure he was behaving. You always used that word- behaving. As if he were a child.

Unfortunately for Sasuke, Kakashi isn't in the village right now, meaning he's stuck taking orders from you. He swears Kakashi picked you to oversee him intentionally, knowing how much it would bother him.

He's sitting next to you, helping you go through seemingly endless piles of paperwork. He wasn't sure if this was better than all the D-rank missions he'd been assigned lately, but he begrudgingly accepted the change of pace.

He glances at you through his peripherals. The sun is just going down, the orange light illuminating your soft features. Your usual bratty expression was replaced with a more peaceful one.

This was most likely just as much a break for you as it was for him. He wasn't oblivious to the way you had to reel Kakashi in every day, damn near having to tie him to his chair to get anything done.

"You can go home. I'll finish up here and we can resume tomorrow."

He didn't argue, thankful for relief from the horrifically tedious task. As he was leaving the building, he suddenly got this feeling in his gut that he should stay.

Of course, not wanting to do more paperwork than he was required to, he ignored the feeling and carried on.

He should've stayed. Just an hour after he left, while you were packing up for the night, the tower was raided by rogue nin.

The alarm sounded in the village, immediately calling all available shinobi. Bee, the ANBU assigned to him, gave him permission to lend a hand, and off they went to the tower.

He teleported himself to Kakashi’s office, knowing you would most likely be in there or at least somewhere near. What he wasn't expecting, however, was you standing over a body, kunai in hand and blood splattered across your body.

"Y/N?"

You didn't move, couldn't move. He reached forward, tugged the blade out of your shaky grip, and let it fall to the floor. You let him, not really in the mood to fight any more than you had to right now.

"Is he dead?"

Your question caught him off guard.

"I've never killed anyone before."

Ah. Civilian. Right. Sure, you belonged to a Shinobu village and even worked under the Kage, but that was vastly different than being on the front lines.

He thought for a second. Was he in any sort of position to be responsible for you at the moment? Should he hand you off to one of the other nin and return home?

"Cover your eyes."

It took a minute for his words to register in your hazy mind, but once they did you obeyed. If there was one thing you knew would benefit you, it would be allowing him to take the lead for now.

He put his hand between your shoulder blades and guided you through the hallways, down the stairs, and away from the tower completely. He glanced around, but couldn't find Bee, so he opted to take you back to his apartment. It would cause a lot less trouble if he was where he was supposed to be after all.

At home, he sat you down in the tub and turned on the water. He left you there, letting all the blood loosen from your skin. He returned a moment later, setting a stack of clothes down on the counter and grabbing a rag from the cabinet.

Neither of you spoke as he gently scrubbed your face. When he was done, he got a little bit of shampoo and worked all the red out of your hair.

You were slowly coming out of your daze. It was nice being brought out by something kind and comforting. It was almost enough to distract you from the night's events. Almost.

When he was done, he handed you the cloth, telling you to finish up and see him when you're done. You nodded, standing up and undressing when the door closed. You noticed how clean the water ran, most likely due to how thoroughly the Uchiha had taken care of you.

When you stepped out of the tub, you noticed the clothes on the counter. Upon closer inspection, they were similar to the ones he was wearing now- a t-shirt and sweats.

You joined him in the adjacent bedroom where he waited patiently. He all but forced you into his bed, shutting down all of your protests. When he went to leave the room, you quickly grabbed the fabric of his shirt to stop him.

"Please stay."

He didn't fight you. He walked around to the other side of the bed and sat down, leaning against the headboard and staring blanky in front of him.

You were thankful for the comfort of simply not being alone. Not after tonight, when so much had happened and the trauma was still fresh in your mind.

He tried telling himself that this was not a personal act, but instead one that would aid his village. But who was he kidding? He was realizing you weren't all that terrible and he had just allowed his angst brain to manipulate him into thinking so.

[risuola]

VI — YOU HAVE MY HEART // F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU

It's so easy to love you and it's even easier to admire how hardworking you are. You trained and became strong, you assisted in creating the ANBU leading the first unit. You were the pride and joy in Tobirama's life, but with all of that came also the fear. The terror of losing you.

contents: not much, it's mostly fluffy. it gets a little steamy towards the end, so reader discretion is advised — 2,5k words

a/n: when I was translating this chapter, I realized that the timeline can be a little blurry, though I tried to make it as clear as possible, but I'll summarize this here quickly: one year has passed since the wedding until the events from chapter V, then one year she was training and working in ANBU and then the mission took another year. so it's three years since they married ❥

POLITICALLY LOVELESS || SERIES MASTERLIST

Sometimes, you felt like you and Tobirama were meant to be. Like this whole arranged, political agreement was planned somewhere by someone who has way more power than you’d think, because even after nearly three years with that man, you still find it difficult to understand how on earth you worked so well when it’s more than clear that you shouldn’t.

There were just too many differences between you and your husband. He’s cold and stoic whilst you are warm and bubbly. Your calmness doesn’t make a fraction of how calm he is, or rather, used to be. You loved to touch him and for his entire life, Senju faltered from physical contact. And yet, all of it changed, when you stepped into his life. A princess from the foreign village, a diamond that was kept in the cage made of gold and luxury, a bird that was yearning for freedom and safety. Tobirama gave you both of these things.

The feelings between you two only solidified after the incident in your homeland. It’s almost two years after the unfortunate chain of events that led the young Senju to leave the negotiations in Konoha to save you from abusive ritual that took place in Yu; a pathetic display of parenting that your father thought was a favor to your husband. After that, and the little time you needed to heal completely with a help of one of the best medics in the leaf village, you had made a decision to go back to training. Ever since you moved, you spent your time learning topography of your new home, befriending people, helping – none of which you put into your own development and it’s only after you were defeated so easily, it got to you that everything that you thought you knew was not even a fraction what you should be able to execute.

That’s why for the months after that, you trained – mostly by yourself, but Tobirama was more than happy to help you anytime he had some spare hours. He found you admirable, the way you wanted to become the best shinobi possible even though there was no need for that. You were excellent even before, the idea of you lacking never crossed his mind and yet you stood up for the challenge and it was in his best interest to help you achieve the goal. You were, after all, his beloved wife, his sunshine, his pride. Quickly, it turned out that on top of all these things, you were quite deadly.

You began taking missions, standing on top of a group consisting of the best ninja from Konoha – ANBU, as Tobirama called it. A set of exceptional individuals, the most skilled ones available. It was a project that Senju wished to finalize, it was meant to provide the village with safety, with the strong asset able to infiltrate, fight and protect and you… You became the leader of it, representing the highest skill of them all and supporting him in establishing the unit.

Tobirama found you incredible, time after time finding himself in awe because of your achievements. There was no such term as impossibility, it seemed, everything he assigned you with, you finished with success, caring about your team well-being and the quality of the process. As much as he felt the endless amount of pride, his heart was also filled with fear. The idea of losing you haunted his dreams anytime you were outside Konoha, dealing with something he himself ordered you. The contradicting feelings weighed heavy on his shoulders – he wished to keep you safe and yet, it was only fair to give you tasks that were relevant to what you were able to do. It would be against his nature to spare you the difficulties, to limit your progress only because of the selfish want of keeping you far from harm. That led him to assigning you with one of the most difficult missions he had to offer.

“I’m gonna be honest with you,” he had told you the day before. You remember him joining you in bed late at night and the way he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you flush to his chest was enough of a hint. You knew him well. “I don’t want you to take that mission,” honest as always, and nervous when he spoke quietly. His roughed-up fingertips were circling little ovals against the delicate skin over your spine, his hand buried underneath the shirt that you used to sleep in.

“I know,” you replied, pressing your lips to his bare chest. Oh, how well you knew him. The moment he gave you the details of the job earlier that day in his office, you already knew how hesitant he was and once you read the description, you understood why. “But it’s gonna be fine, I promise.”

“How can you promise me something like that?” He found his way to your chin, lifting your head up just enough to look you in the eyes. “I know you are strong, you are the most skilled ninja I have, don’t think I’m underestimating you, love. But yet, I can’t help but fear, the idea of you not coming back from that job, from something I send you by my own order… it feels unbearable to think.”

Tobirama wasn’t a man that’s easily scared. In your entire time with him, spending so much time as his wife, you saw him worried at most, only few times so it shook you deeply, seeing his sincere eyes glaring at you in nothing but concern. The soft red shade of them looked straight through your soul, you could feel the way his jaw was tensed when you placed your hand on the side of his handsome face.

“I will come back to you, my lord. I know how dangerous the mission is and I would be lying if I told you that I’m not scared of it. But I also know how important it is, how crucial the data I need to gather is to keep Konoha safe and it is my duty to serve the village. It’s my home, I swore to keep it protected.” Your words were honest, Senju knew that. It was difficult, the hidden leaf stood on the verge of war, it was nearly palpable in the air and the information that you were meant to collect had a power to stop it before the blood of innocents was spilled.

The love you developed to Konoha was something Tobirama couldn’t help but admire in you. Despite it being a foreign land to you, you grew to care of it as if you lived here since the beginning. Truth is, you did feel like you were born in it. What hidden leaf gave you was freedom, was love. It showered you in things that before that, you only silently dreamt about, it was a place that you truly began being yourself, hence why you wished to give it back all of yourself.

“I know you’re gonna do your best. It’s just… I wouldn’t mind standing to fight later if you’d say you don’t want to take the job. I wouldn’t mind giving my life in battle if it could save yours.”

“Your life is too precious to be lost, Tobirama,” you leaned into him just slightly, your lips a breath away from his. “You are needed, you are so incredibly fundamental for this village to function properly, you have no idea. Without you, there would be no Konoha, doesn’t matter how great of a hokage your brother is. You are what makes this place a home to so many people, you are the mind and heart of it, so please don’t say such things.”

“It’s you who have my heart. If I have to risk losing it along with you, how could I be one for the village?” Senju exhaled, closing his eyes for a brief moment before closing the distance and pressing his mouth to yours. A kiss of love that’s indescribable, it bore everything that he was too afraid to word out loud. “Just… come back to me.”

“I will always come back to you, my love.”

The reassurance you gave, although carrying uncertainty, you followed with yet another kiss. The intimacy you shared later that night carried an unspoken goodbye, it was intense and oh so full of passion as if it was the last time you were to be so close.

Early in the morning, you were already gone, heading towards the unknown land where you were meant to spend the next weeks, working undercover. In the morning, Tobirama watched you leave, hating himself for letting you go as the sweet taste of the last kiss you shared still lingered over his lips.

* * *

“Later,” Tobirama groaned, responding to the soft sound of knocking against the wooden doors to his office. He was busy, digging through copious amounts of documents and reports, annoyed to the very core of his existence. His mind was already far in the future, balls deep in the upcoming negotiations that were meant to take place in Konoha in just few days. They were important, the safety of the village depended on the results and Tobirama made it very, very clear that unless the matter is absolutely, death-threatening urgent, he’s unavailable to anyone.

But the knob twisted and despite his objections and rough tone the doors opened and he couldn’t help but scoff. His blood was boiling, his brows creasing and even the deep breath he took, trying to calm down his nerves didn’t help at all. The rage inside of him burned with hellfire, it got him out of his chair, smashing his fist on the desk.

“I said fucking late—” he stopped. The sight of you, standing there in the entrance to his office made his voice catch in his throat. Was he even breathing? He felt like the world faded away, time slowed down and the chaos inside his mind calmed in an instant when his eyes met yours. He couldn’t believe, were you really here? In the last report he’s got from you, the one from a month prior, you wrote that at least twelve weeks will be needed to finalize the job and yet here you were, standing just few meters in front of him. After a year.

“I heard you the first time, my lord,” you chuckled softly, watching how his expression changed from rageful annoyance to surprised confusion. It was a display of emotions you were yet to familiarize yourself with, giving Tobirama’s spare range of expressions. “I was told you’re busy and expecting no one to bother you, but I took the freedom to disobey.”

The Senju stood there, flabbergasted for a little longer before his head dropped. A wave of laughter that shook his body made all of his tension go away. You really were there, he could see you, feel your chakra. After long, twelve months of undercover mission he gave you, the one that required you to stay in Iwagakure, gathering intel of governmental nature you finally got back. You had not seen each other during that time and Tobirama had only received few letters from you, all of which being more like short reports about the mission status rather than lover’s notes. But now, you were here, safe, alive.

“You came back,” he said, his voice so much lighter than what he greeted you with. Tobirama took a second to look at his desk, assessing the piles of documents before he pushed everything to the side. Papers flew off and scrolls unraveled on the floor but he couldn't possibly care less about any of those, when you were here, finally after a year of absence, in a flesh and bones. Being so messy was unlikely of him, you had never met someone more organized than Tobirama, but to him, it was more important to now have you on this desk, rather than documents.

“I promised I’ll come back to you, didn’t I?” You smiled, pushing the doors closed behind you and approaching him, placing the box with all of the reports and information regarding your latest work on the floor, before you circled the furniture, meeting him finally.

“You did,” he replied, finding his way to press his lips to yours. His large hands pulled you closer by the back of your neck and you hooked your arms around his shoulders, burying your fingers in the silver strands of his hair, scratching his scalp gently and causing him to purr into the kiss. It tasted sweet, addicting, with the longing being carried through every movement of his lips and tongue. It was heavy with feelings, breathtaking, nearly suffocating with how much it bore, how many unspoken words, how many worries that were now releasing. Tobirama pulled you towards himself, your body now flush to his own as he made you lean against the edge of his desk. It took no time before you were situated on top of it, with his large frame between your legs and his hands wandering all over the lines of your figure.

Tobirama was hungry. He had no idea how much until he saw you, until he tasted you. You taught him how to love, you opened the world of intimacy and touch to him, you showed him the pleasure of marriage and once you took all of it away, he was lost. The need to have you close was unfulfilled for such a long time where he couldn’t even see you, it left him with the burn of craving inside his chest. He was incomplete without you, unable to focus as much as he would usually do, his mind was wandering to the places where your image was stored.

“I missed you so much, my love,” you whimpered, feeling his lips smearing the wet traces of kisses along your neck and down your throat. At that moment, he was not caring about the marks he was leaving, he wanted to make you his own again. Nothing else mattered, only you, the taste of your mouth, the sweet scent of your skin. He would love to be more romantic, to welcome you with something more appropriate – a nice dinner, some pretty flowers, but being romantic was never his strong suit and frankly, things like bouquets and food were last on his mind, when he had you near his body.

“Love,” he groaned against your pulse, his hands making contact with the bare skin on your sides where he pushed the fabric of your black blouse up. He missed you so damn much. His body longed for your touch, for your skin flush to his, for everything that came with you.

“I thought you were busy, my dearest,” you teased, your voice soft and playful as you run your hand down his stomach. It was risky to do so in his office but he did nothing to prevent you from reaching his manhood and as you did, you stroked him gently through the fabric of his pants. A breath hitched in his chest, your touch burned him with lust, he felt like a fire was consuming him just because you put your touch over him.

“I am,” he muttered, sucking a spot onto your neck, reminding your body to whom it belongs to and you gasped softly at the feeling of his lips against your delicate skin. “God, I’m so damn busy.”

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[xhatake]

“I’m chatty. It’s part of my charm” from genki! || @rewrittn

Kakashi had departed from Konoha after being assigned a mission. It was simple on paper, a group of bandits had taken over an abandoned temple & it was his job to wipe them out. It hadn't warranted dispatching out a whole team & so the task fell upon Kakashi. It was just more orders to him, more blood to spill. It was supposed to be quick, clean & efficient --- unfortunately, that was hardly the case. He had only managed to split one throat before it became apparent that his intel was flawed. The men that had banded together weren't just mindless brutes; they were shinobi. Still, he had foolishly pushed forward. Perhaps it was pride; or a persistent disregard for his own survival.

Kakashi had shifted in & out of the shadows, a heavy silence following him. His steps were light and calculated. The only thing that gave away his presence was the soft sound of a sharp blade tearing through flesh. He managed to drag his kunai across the throats of four men before their bodies were discovered, alerting the bandits to the intruder. It hadn't been long before they found Kakashi, hands drenched in their friends' blood. There were more men than he had thought, more than he had been prepared to deal with. He may have summoned his ninken if there was even a moment to think, dancing in between attacks. He did all he could to deflect their blades, but their numbers were overwhelming ----

But something unanticipated took place. Another man entered the fray, tearing through flesh & providing Kakashi with a sliver of hope for their survival. Though he didn't know the man, they worked well together --- there was a certain understanding that they were on the same side. They left a trail of bodies in their wake, uncovering a network of hideouts like this scattered throughout the area. Initially, Kakashi had taken him to be missing-nin --- he wore the telltale sign of someone who had defected around his neck. Through interactions, he quickly learned that it was more of a sentimental statement & that Genki had only ever served Genki.

It left Kakashi weary. To serve no one was to have no accountability and no direction. Someone like Genki could be dangerous as they were commendable. Regardless, Kakashi would likely be dead if not for him. Up until now, Kakashi had been a brick wall. He hadn't been too keen on sharing the details of his mission nor how he fell short. Instead, he had opted to listen to the other chat, occasionally sharing a passing thought. They had set up camp, deciding to pursue the information they had uncovered. Kakashi had spent the earlier part of the evening caring for his wounds & listening to Genki fill the silence with whatever thought popped into his head.

" You do have a lot to say. " Though he tries to sound annoyed, he doesn't try that hard. It was oddly familiar, though he had known very few like him. They're sitting across from one another, on either side of a small fire they had started. Kakashi couldn't help but admire the other's willingness to be forthright. It wasn't a common quality in any shinobi, but not many were allowed to define their own secrets... it was disarming, in a way. He tries not to let his voice betray any intrigue the other sparks, keeping his tone flat. " It's not every day you meet a chatty shinobi. "

[rkaln]

its akatsuki!Lee propaganda & #like what is the lore

random part V & sasuuuukeeeee

THANX U SKUUN♥ @egregiousderp for all ur ideas *U* and for permission to use your quotes

in general, THANKS♥ everyone from the Glugchat, you are an incredible community, and I really appreciate your support And I don't remember when my presence in the fandom was LIKE THIS

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but if they’re on the same team and Sasuke confides in him that he’s looking for his brother (to kill) that might be a sympathy point for Lee.

His whole grudge against Sasuke initially I mean? At first it’s just “ah he’s from a prestigious clan so I can test my own abilities against him.” But then Sasuke learns movement from Lee without Lee meaning to allow him to…

But if Lee eventually becomes Akatsuki is could also be because he’s trying to infiltrate it and locate Itachi for Sasuke.

Genuinely there’s a lot of possibility in an AU like this and a Sasuke and Lee friendship could be SO INTERESTING like this, because Lee’s personality is so similar to Naruto’s but also…a little different?

Sasuke would probably take the Gaara thing as “makes sense of course you want revenge on the man who took away your life too. We’re the same.

THE POTENTIAL FOR EDGY SASUKE AND LEE FRIENDSHIP IN AKATSUKI!LEE

© SKUUN

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I've thought about it a lot. I've never had much love for Sasuke, you know. but the more I thought about how their friendship would develop, the more interesting it seemed to me.

(by the way, it's funny if you look at the team that Sasuke has assembled - purely a TEAM OF RABID HYPERACTIVE EXTROVERTS, Lee fits in perfectly)

b u t

it turns out that they would still have time to spend some time with Orochimaru

when Sasuke comes to Akatsuki, not knowing that Rock Lee is already there

"…YOU AGAIN" "… AND HERE TOO"

and FUCK Lee wasn't there just because of Gaara but also because of Sasuke

(in general, it's funny to parallel, because Lee is in some ways similar to Naruto, and Sasuke is in some ways similar to Gaara

I can already go draw memes where Lee and Sasuke, with faces full of pent-up jealousy and indignation, look at Naruto and Gaara and randomly come to kage's office if they met TO REALLY DISCUSS BUSINESS …OKAY, I got distracted by how many jokes you can make on this concept

Anbu!Lee: 'I assure you, I'm just doing my job, I just want to make sure that the meeting IS GOING WELL' the rest of the anbu: 'yy e aaaah, of course. =/ after all, Naruto is definitely the one with whom the meeting can go wrong… mind your own business, we don't want to get involved in this') + another line of Sasuke and Gaara in the five kage arch is complemented by the fact that he now knows a little more about Sasuke because of Lee…..

so then think they would have to really try to get over their mutual dislike.

I think during orochimaru (I'll call it orochimaru timing lol) they still experienced it, but nevertheless they could already take a closer look at each other as individuals. Moreover, then it will be, on the contrary, a kind of period of skill improvement for both.

just imagine how Lee, with the same zeal with which he studied taijitsu, studies the use of chakra with Sasuke and Sasuke is improving his taijitsu skill

( while I was writing this, I realized that I had not decided which element of the chakra Lee had =/ )

I literally expect Sasuke to have to train with him - he still understands that they can train each other well, especially since Sasuke copied Lee for a reason, and the original goal of becoming stronger should be above personal relationships.

and for Lee if copying Sasuke on the exam was a pretty painful blow, now it's gradually becoming interesting Sasuke trained the speed skill with Kakashi for the sake of chidori, so I'm sure Lee could, u know TO REPEAT IT NOW

without sharingan technique is useless (the story of smol kakashi and this technique), but purely at speed without weights

just technically it can be done just as a fact of training. put a check mark in your head.

it looks to me like those moments when Lee is more confident in the correctness of his decisions.

because it's like a closed gestalt for himself, just technically to do what he saw from Sasuke at that moment It's like a confirmation that he's really right. that it was worth the risk to have such opportunities to use the chakra.

(by the way, I generally think what a huge potential Lee has then, at this moment they showed us the CHAKRA↓ if you add to this the things that were shown in the canon - the speed boost and the whole feint with weights, the opening of the gate, IT REMAINS ONLY TO GIVE HIM A BOTTLE OF ALCOHOL IN THE END. moreover, at first I also forgot about OROCHIMARU's SEAL, I remembered about it only when I thought about Itachi and joining akatsuki. I created a monster, you know. and I don't regret anything ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

but look at this…. chakrashot lol)

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Actually, it's about Itachi and Sasuke

initially, I immediately decided that Itachi had influenced Lee to join Akatsuki in the end.

so Skuun's ideas influenced me to think about it in more detail, because I didn't think about Sasuke at first.

"but if they’re on the same team and Sasuke confides in him that he’s looking for his brother (to kill) that might be a sympathy point for Lee."

so sooner or later they would have discussed this point too, and I think they would have managed to build a trusting relationship for this.

..at some point after Sasuke's rescue arc, Itachi would have found Lee. Also to talk, as it was with Naruto. (Apart from what was described in one of the parts where I told you that Itachi just chose to pick up the Konoha boy from Orochimaru in the mom mode lol)

Of course, this conversation would not be like a conversation with Naruto, I imagine how Lee, on the contrary, purses his lips "in a beak", saying that he and Sasuke are not friends at all. (for now)

Itachi would like to know more about Sasuke, but since there would be little information, he would eventually tell about Akatsuki, predicting that the alliance with Orochimaru would not last long.

"When you decide to leave, we'll find you ourselves." (Lee just didn't know that Itachi would know anyway, since he was looking out for his brother)

…will offer to help with the removal of the seal if he joins them. And this will be another small lead to Sasuke.

In the long run, it seems that Itachi looks to me next to Lee really like a bit of a "mom", a slightly more mentoring figure, which he could not become for Sasuke.

Moreover, he also understood that Lee would most likely sooner or later begin to understand what he had fucked up about. -> they would have had a lot of dialogues about it

- why did you leave -are you really right -what will you do after …you've talked a lot about becoming someone who doesn't use chakra, but you've given up on it. Is strength the main thing?...

"Sasuke showed me that there's no point in what you can't use."

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Skuun really inspired me to think about them a lot more

because in the future, it seems to me that they really have a pretty interesting long friendship, cemented by time and common problems

NOT TO MENTION THE WAR ARCH AND THE POST!WAR TIME (it's even a pity that I already described about anbu in another part ahahah)

and I really like the fact that then the canonical situations between Naruto, Sasuke, Gaara and Lee intertwine and parallel a little differently

I even started to think that maybe Sasuke would trust me with a story about his plans for the final arches.

and it seems that this would be a disagreement that would gradually grow and strengthen between them, because in fact the way of "correcting" Lee would be different, just because of Gaara. Where in the final arch he has already really revised his past choices, and despite some mistakes, he chooses in the end to just accept them, and use the acquired power for what he talked about from the first arches. for protection.

It would be a great entry into the arc of war.

He comes with Sasuke's team. They come to help and protect. …and there's just a tense silence between them for the first time in a long time, because Lee knows. but he would like to believe that he, too, will come to a different decision.

I'll also add a little bit about art from prison. I just think of them sitting in neighboring cells in these straitjackets, talking through the wall. Where Lee jokes dubious jokes about returning to Konoha, and Sasuke laughs very quietly anyway about where they ended up. (Lee hardly hears it, but he just knows)

"…YOU AGAIN" "… AND HERE TOO"

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I WROTE TOO MUCH HERE, although I wanted to think a little more about Sasuke's attitude to the "Gaara thing" T___T

"Sasuke would probably take the Gaara thing as “makes sense of course you want revenge on the man who took away your life too. We’re the same." ©

..and it is in this quote that one can reflect what Sasuke sounds like here

...want revenge on the man who took away

AND HOW WONDERFUL IT IS that this logic works, because HE WAS WRONG ABOUT ITACHI …SO AND HE WAS WRONG ABOUT GAARA TOO

but ok , apparently that's enough for this post

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Here is the masterlist for Kinktober 2023!

Werewolves(Karl Heisenberg- Resident Evil Village)

Hair Pulling(Kyojuro Rengoku- Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba)

Double Penetration(Hidan and Kakuzu- Naruto Shippuden)

Mirror Kink(Agedup!Denji- Chainsaw Man)

Threesomes(Jiraiya and Orochimaru- Naruto/Naruto Shippuden)

Monster Fucking(Prince Sidon- Legend of Zelda: Breath of The Wild)

Face Fucking(Ryomen Sukuna and Agedup!Yuji Itadori- Jujutsu Kaisen)

Lingerie(Sebastian and Sam- Stardew Valley)

Somnophilia(Legendary Dark Knight Sparda- Devil May Cry)

Overstimulation(Gyutaro Shabana- Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba)

Sex Slave(Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto- Jujutsu Kaisen)

Bondage(ANBU!Kakashi Hatake and ANBU!Yamato Tenzo- Naruto/Naruto Shippuden)

Blindfolds(Alucard Tepes- Castlevania)

Body Mods(Aki Hayakawa- Chainsaw Man)

Striptease(Alex- Stardew Valley)

Creampies(Naruto Uzumaki- Naruto/Naruto Shippuden/Boruto)

Spanking/Exhibitionism(Jason Todd/Dick Grayson- Batman)

Role play(Reno Sinclair- Final Fantasy 7)

Cockwarming(Professor!Son Gohan- Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super)

Corruption(Zack Fair- Final Fantasy 7/Crisis Core)

Squirting(Shikamaru Nara- Naruto/Naruto Shippuden/Boruto)

Intoxication(Dante- Devil May Cry)

Uniforms(Tengen Uzui- Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba)

Dub-con(Ganondorf and Link-The Legend Of Zelda)

Vibrators(Toji Fushiguro- Jujutsu Kaisen)

Aphrodisiac(Agedup!Tatewaki Kuno- Ranma 1/2)

Orgasm Denial(Agedup!Ranma Saotome- Ranma 1/2)

Dirty Talk(V- Devil May Cry)

Breeding and Daddy(Kento Nanami- Jujutsu Kaisen)

Praise(Son Goku- Dragon Ball/Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super)

Face sitting(Vegeta- Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super)

[lockes-woods]

Kinktober '24 Day 7

Request: Tsunade x AFAB Reader Mommy kink, oral, fingering

Requested By: Author's Choice

WARNING: Oral, unethical power dynamics, fingering, mommy kink. (LMK if I missed anything)

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You took in a deep shuddered breath as you made your way from rooftop to rooftop heading towards the Hokage’s office. You had just gotten back from what was supposed to be a simple reconnaissance mission, to gather intel on a rouge ninja who had been spotted on the border of the land of fire and the land of lighting. Things went south quickly when you discovered the missing nin had sensory abilities, not listed in the bingo book, that made you and your comrades stick out despite your best efforts. The rouge had managed to injure your two other Anbu teammates, before being neutralized by you. Neither had sustained life-threatening injuries. While it did not warrant seeking treatment in your return to the Hidden Leaf village, it did qualify for them to go directly to the hospital while you reported back to the Hokage alone. You took a couple of deep breaths as you landed on the stairwell and made your way up the curved steps towards her office. There was no moon tonight. Without its position you could only guess that it had to be two or three in the morning.

You tried to quell your nerves, you were an Anbu officer for fucks sake, you shouldn’t be having schoolgirl crushes on the Hokage. No matter how attractive, and strong she was. You knew factually from Konaha’s history that despite her looking your age, mid-twenties, she was easily old enough to be your mother. Somehow even that appealed to you, even now you could feel a spark in your core at the thought of being with someone with that level of experience. No matter how it was presented you couldn’t find anything about her to hate. Your repour with her was average when with others, but had mixed signals when you were alone; that you refused to let yourself dwell on. Despite your best efforts, you could feel anxiety manifest in your stomach as you knocked on the door to her office.

“Enter,” you hear her sweet voice call out. You entered closing the door behind you, before kneeling before her.

“Hokage-sama,” you greeted.

“Where are your teammates?” she questioned, putting down her pen and gazing up from her paperwork.

“They were injured by the rouge; he possessed techniques not included in the brief.”

She hummed, before asking, “And their statuses,”

“Alive, Ma’am. They both were injured with non-life-threatening blows and are currently at the hospital.”

“And the rouge?” she asked, giving you her full attention. You had never been happier for your porcelain mask as you began to feel your face heat up under her watchful eyes. The red accents of paint, imitating the face of a boar, hid your anxiety from her. At least you hoped it did.

“He was neutralized by me, Ma’am.”

“And his effects?” She questioned.

“Are contained on this scroll,” you answer untucking it from its latch at the bottom of the back of your flak jacket.

“Rise,” she ordered, you immediately stood up straight at attention. You stepped forward and handed her the scroll promptly, your fingertips grazing each other.

“Good, girl,” she said, unrolling the scroll, to look it over. You stood frozen, as you tried to decide whether or not you had heard her correctly. You fell into an attentive stance as she focused on the personal effects of the rouge. She hummed to herself, before rerolling and sealing the scroll.

“Were there any other notable details?” She asked, turning her focus back on you.

“None, Ma’am.” You answered quickly. She nodded, shedding her green jacket, leaving her only in her sleeveless tunic. Your breath stuttered lightly, taking in her attributes that were now completely on display for you from the deep ‘V’ in her neckline. You hoped to whoever was out there listening that she hadn’t noticed the reaction. You kept your eyes firmly on her face as her honey-brown eyes looked up at you.

“How many missions have you been on in the past month?” she asked off-handedly. This was unusual, you had never had lord third ask you anything that could reveal your identity. Though you suppose nothing has been usual since she took up the mantel as Hokage.

“Seven, Ma’am,” you answered curtly. She hummed, leaning back in her chair, arms now crossed under her bust. You tried your best to stay strong; her bust was even more noticeable in her new position.

“And you’ve successfully completed each mission without fail or casualty?” she questioned.

“Yes, Ma’am,” you answered. She hummed for a moment before looking up at you with a certain look in her eyes that you weren’t familiar with.

“Come here,” she said, pushing back from the desk. You paused momentarily, before following her command and circling the desk.

“Sit,” she ordered. You looked behind you making sure there were no important documents, before perching on the edge of the desk.

“Oh love, you’re going to need to scoot back a bit more.” She said, a smirk forming on her lips.

You followed her instructions, now firmly sitting on the desk, your legs dangling.

“Good girl,” she purred once again, this time it was unmistakable.

 “Ma’am?” you asked, not sure where this was going, but also not able to ignore the feeling of getting wet under her sole attention.

“You’ve been such a good girl this month. I think you deserve a treat, don’t you?”

“I-I” you stuttered, never in a million years did you think this was a possibility you should be prepared for. She stood up and was now above you leaning in and placing her hands firmly on the desk, on either side of you. She leaned down, lips caressing your ear as she went to speak again.

“You can go and forget this ever happened or stay and be my little toy for the night.”

You took a deep breath and fell victim to your own desires for once as you nodded in response.

“Good girl,” she praised, tilting your chin up and locking eyes with yours through the slits in your mask.

“The mask stays on.” You said as firmly as possible.

“Alright, any other demands?” she asked, running her hands up and down your sides sensually.

“No Ma’am,” you answered. She smiled down at you, before popping open the side buttons on your flak jacket and pulling it off. You thank the gods for your mask as you were left in a mesh top, panties, shorts, and thigh highs. She spreads your legs by sandwiching her own thigh in between. You let out a gasp as she pressed firmly into your clit, smirking down at you.

“Mhm, just as beautiful as I thought.” She commented, pulling the mesh top off. Leaving you topless in the Hokage’s office. A whine pulled from your throat as she placed a kiss on the cheek of your mask before moving down to suck one of your nipples into her mouth, while her nimble fingers twisted and tugged.

“Hokag-Ma’am I-I” you stuttered out as she smirked up at you, before pulling back.

“Go ahead baby, call me whatever you like.” She encouraged, blowing on your wettened nipple, causing you to gasp. She moved on to give your other nipple some love before moving down to where you wanted her the most. You involuntarily humped against her leg as she flexed her muscles.

“Such, an eager little thing; do I need to get you a leash baby? Do you think you’d behave then?” she teased. You could only whine in response. It felt like you were melting as she lowered herself to her knees, tugging down your shorts and panties to your lower calf, before you kicked them off.

"I guess, I'll have to kiss your other lips if you insist on keeping that on," she said, looking up coyly.

“Fuck,” she groaned, at the sight of your wet pussy.

“So, responsive.” She commented in awe, before spreading your lower lips with her manicured nails. She kissed up your thigh til she was right over your clit. You whined desperately as her hot breath hit your clit. You were given no warning as she leaned in and sucked your clit into her mouth.

“Fuck, Mommy!” you cried out as she flicked her tongue against your most sensitive area.

“Mommy, huh?” she asked teasingly, pulling back. You’re only able to pant in reply as she curls her fingers against your front wall.  

“Fuck,” you moaned, you weren’t even able to hold a thought long enough to care about others potentially overhearing. Despite not having the biggest hands, her steady strokes paired with her knowledge of female anatomy made her no match for any of your past partners.

“Mommy, please,” you whined, “need to cum-need it please!”

“Go ahead love,” she responded, blowing on your clit before taking it back into your hot mouth. You white-knuckled her desk as her finger sped up. You came with a shout, as Tsunade continued to finger you through your first orgasm of the night. You panted with your head thrown back as you came down from your high as she smirked up at you between your thighs.

“Please, Mommy,” you asked, desperation clear in your voice.

“Please, what love?” she asked.

“Can I-can I please taste you,” You asked; already sounding wrecked.

“Of course; anything for me good girl.” She replied, sitting back in her chair. You wasted no time before dropping to your knees and repaying her for your orgasm with interest as you ate her out. You ignored her pleas to stop after she came, only doubling down and making her cum again. You spent the rest of the night between each other’s legs til the sun began to peak through the windows. You were dismissed, with a now standing appointment with the Hokage.

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MASTERLIST

A/N: I can't believe I just finished the first week! I thought I would immediately fall behind, but somehow I came through. It's kinda been nice to work on oneshots and not have to worry about the plot lol. Hoping to keep up the streak another week. Thanks for taking the time to read. 💛

-Locke

[yu-huuuu]

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥;; 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦

[ 🌸 ] uchiha version

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

genre: fluff

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

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itachi uchiha

* oh boy

* itachi is a genius

*He really is

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

* Especially these days

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hmm?, what are you doing Itachi?"

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

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

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obito uchiha

*huh?

* Day of the month?

* Is today??

* Poor of you ;(

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

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

* Innocent boy, please guide him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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madara uchiha

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you sure that blanket is okay?"

"Yes, Madara they are comfortable"

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

"Madara just hug me"

- - -

sasuke uchiha

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

* "My belly hurts a lot..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know."

"Tampons won't hurt me."

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

- - -

shisui uchiha

* funny boy

* It will actually keep you happy during the day

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Y/NNNN!, I brought ice cream”

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

"Of course my love"

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

[mixelation]

i wrote. con stuff

Kakashi was refilling water canteens when he saw him up close for the first time. 

There were water jugs, set up along the hallways of the hotel. They came with nearly useless paper cones, and the space beneath the spigot wasn’t quite right for a Konoha-issued canteen. Kakashi was tucked into an alcove of one of the less trafficked corridors, finagling water into his canteen with the grace of a genin field-dressing their first wound, when he was hit with the scent of cinnamon. 

Kakashi looked up. There was a gaggle of people headed his way, their loud civilian footsteps muffled by the carpet. They were all clearly orbiting around one person. 

Kakashi found himself craning his head to look. He’d seen that guy from afar, before– he was the three-time winner of the Hokage Look-alike contest. He was in full costume, and Kakashi had to admit: this guy did make that cloak look good. He had cooler boots than Minato, even, and a roguish smile that made him look just a little dangerous, and a sword at his waist that Minato would never use but certainly offered a specific aesthetic. He was tanned and tall, and even though his hair was clearly bleached, it was cut well to frame his handsome face. Instead of a flak jacket zipped up to his neck, he had a low V-neck shirt that showed off he was as fit as everyone thought a ninja should be. He even smelled cool: sandalwood soap and cinnamon whiskey. 

Kakashi watched him as he passed by and then entered a screening room for some terrible TV show, his entourage of men and women alike babbling along behind him. The guy walked with the confidence of a Kage, even if his swagger was painfully civilian. 

Kakashi had spilled water all over his gloves. This was not a big deal, except he’d been refilling fucking Itachi’s canteen along with his own. Kakashi found him with the rest at a table in the little food court, and as he took his canteen, Itachi’s eyes traveled from his damp hand to his face with a look of judgment, like he knew exactly what happened. 

Itachi’s judgment, if one were to qualify and analyze all his facial expressions (or lack thereof, considering he had on an ANBU mask today), was mild. But it still felt like intense scrutiny. 

“Maa, Sensei, I saw your clone,” Kakashi said, sliding into an empty seat. Someone had bought him an extremely disappointing looking lunch. Wonderful. “He had about ten people following him.”

“Oh, so like the real Hokage,” Tori quipped. 

Minato amicably rolled his eyes, pushing a drink at Kakashi. Kakashi was pretty sure Itachi was technically on duty now, as Minato’s guard lost their shit whenever he decided to randomly leave Konoha for the day. There were a lot of cosplayers in bad ANBU masks wandering around, but Itachi wasn’t the type to break regulation for a quick costume. 

Tori would probably wear anything, though, Kakashi thought as she unpacked a plastic bag to show off her purchases. He should buy her a bird mask. She’d hate that. 

A chicken, he decided, flipping over a doujin to read the back. 

“Well?” Minato prompted, leaning forward conspiratorially. “Was his costume accurate?”

“Not really,” Kakashi replied. The doujin was about a fictional kunoichi realizing she was the Third Kazekage’s lovechild. Weird. “He sort of had… pirate vibes?”

Minato squinted at him uncertainly. 

“But cool,” Kakashi assured him. 

“His name is X,” Tori said very authoritatively. “Just X. That’s what’s on all his registrations.”

Minato frowned thoughtfully at his own lunch. “Is that cool? I can’t decide if that’s cool or not.”

“They think it’s cool,” Tori said, pointing to the entrance of the food court. 

X must not have liked the TV show very much, because he and what looked like an even bigger gaggle of fans spilled into the food court. Minato turned to watch blatantly and Tori followed suit, like gossipy children. 

(Itachi was much more subtle as he checked out the guy. He was in uniform, after all.)

“Wow,” Minato half-whispered, turning back around. “He does have pirate vibes. But, like, cool?”

“Is that an earring?” Itachi asked. 

“Should I get a shirt like that?” Minato wondered, staring down at himself. 

“I’m going to go talk to him,” Tori announced, kicking her feet over the bench. “Investigate. Find out his secrets.”

“Find out who made his cloak,” Minato told her. “Mine’s getting raggedy.”

Tori sauntered off. She always stomped around cons with the gait of a civilian, but Kakashi watched her add a little sway to her hips as she sashayed directly up to the mass of people floating around X as he ordered a shave ice. 

Kakashi watched Tori’s mouth as she twirled a strand of hair and asked if X also had Minato’s famous ANBU tattoo, which Minato absolutely didn’t have. She punctuated this by brushing her hand against his bicep. 

Kakashi read X’s lips as he smiled back at her: A true fan, are you?

“Damn, those dimples,” Minato commented. “I think I’m a little in love.”

One of the women who’d been floating around X looked absolutely stricken when Tori replied to a teasing accusation of being bold with, The Yellow Flash is quick but I’m quicker. 

“Does that even make sense?” Itachi wondered. 

“Should we…” Kakashi started. That guy was at least thirty, and Tori was seventeen. But also: Tori would eat him alive. Kakashi wasn’t sure where this train of thought had been going. 

Now she was leading him back over to them. She was quick. She had a little skip to her step on par with the time she’d shown him a seal made out of bacteria in a Petri dish. 

“This is X,” Tori introduced. Five separate people had sort of filed after them. “X, this is my Uncle, Minato.”

Itachi did a sort of full body twitch that made Tori’s eyes glint. If anyone connected the dots, no one showed it. Minato’s actual name wasn’t very common knowledge among civilians. 

“Er, hi,” Minato said, awkwardly standing to bow. His cheeks were pink. “Um– nice costume.”

X’s return smile was a little too cocky to be truly friendly, but also, those cheekbones. 

“Oh, you have a whole little group,” X drawled. “That’s cute.”

Itachi twitched again. Tori’s smile was starting to gain a sort of manic quality. 

“Thanks,” Minato replied slowly, clearly completely unsure what else he was supposed to say. “Uh, I was wondering– your cloak–”

X laughed, patted Minato on the shoulder, and promised him his own cloak was good enough. Then he shot Tori a wink and walked back to the rest of his entourage, just like that. 

“Umm,” Minato said, standing there dumbly. He twisted his face down to stare at where X had touched him. “Hmm.”

“I planted a tracker on him if you want to follow him,” Tori said, plopping down into her seat.

“I…” Minato continued to stand there, staring at his shoulder. Kakashi, somehow, understood this. 

(“I think we should find his hotel room and go through all his things,” Tori said. “Maybe steal his girlfriend. It’d be fun.”

“Entirely unnecessary,” Itachi replied.)

[kazuki86]

You were taught to have no emotion, but that time you started to have one. An emotion because a young silver hair anbu with a hound mask just came into your life.

It's called L-O-V-E, tenzo :)