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uchihagods · 3 months
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protective & possessive obito/reader headcanons, please?
POSSESSIVE!OBITO, FEMALE READER. | MODERN AU, HEADCANONS.
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warnings: not-detailed smut, jealousy, lots of kissing, a very possessive!obito, and i’m not gonna apologize :>, fluff content, hickeys, usage of y/n, mention of the words ass and crotch, kakashi and rin are together here, just for the sake of the plot, i don’t really ship kakashi with anyone, let alone with rin, tons of pda, obito crossing the line.
wc: 0.9k
character/s: obito uchiha <3; featuring: kakashi, rin.
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okay, how do i even start this? obito’s the definition of possessive, that’s for sure. like, you’re just his?? he likes to remind you and the others, especially the others, that you’re his girlfriend and his alone; it could be an arm encircling your waist to pull you closer to his chest the moment he catches some random guys staring at you as if you were not (and very) taken, obito’s lips would remain on your temple longer than necessary as he shoot daggers at their direction until they had no choice but to look away; or it could be stolen kisses every time you two went out to a public place full of people, with him lifting your chin delicately with one finger to guide your glossy lips to his own impatient ones to begin a (soon heated) ‘innocent’ and ‘sweet’ kiss. you always were the one to break the contact first, reminding him where you were with flushed cheeks and teary eyes, to which he would just peck you once more before letting go.
now, obito’s possessiveness had nothing to do with some lack of confidence shit; no, none of that. it simply was the need to claim you in front of everyone, to make everyone aware that you chose him and you were dating him; he was just proud of you being his that sometimes he couldn’t contain himself, feeling extremely lucky to have a woman like you by his side and to be the only one who could have you sleeping in his arms at night after a love-making session.
honestly, the entire length of your neck would be covered by his hickeys. apart from the fact that he loves to suck on your sensitive skin until the purples and reds began to appear so then he could appreciate the string of saliva connecting his lips to your neck once they separated from there, he also loves the way your face reddens every time your friends notice them and just wondered: ‘really? again, obito? give y/n a rest!’
if you two are planning on going to a party together, you better prepare yourself for what's about to come... since you happen to be the center of attention of those who were looking for a one-night stand, obito would be absolutely stuck to your side with a protective arm around your middle or with his fingers intertwining yours. eventually, he’d let you go so you could spend time with your friends just like he'd spend time with his, casting a glance in your direction every now and then to make sure you're okay and smiling to himself when he identified the unique way your beautiful eyes sparkled with joy.
but that same smile on obito’s face quickly turned into a deep frown the moment he spotted a short guy approaching your location all confident and determined to get whatever was on his mind. at first, obito didn't move from where he was with his friends, knowing damn well that you could handle the situation all by yourself (of course it had nothing to do with that time when you got absolutely upset with him for being a little too protective over you). it took exactly two minutes for your boyfriend to decide to intervene now that he confirmed this guy's intentions, pulling you to his chest by his delicate grip on your hips before he could lay a hand on you; you gasped in surprise when you perceived obito’s presence behind you, noticing the way his fingers tightened on your flesh as he asked the guy if there’s something he needed. even though you did not want to admit it, you were pretty sure your underwear was somehow… wetter,,
after that inconvenience, obito would drag you to the dance floor so you could be as close to him as possible; with your ass moving against his crotch in rhythm of the music, biting your lip the moment you felt he was getting… excited.
obito would NEVER confess (it was so obvious, tho) that his possessiveness and protectiveness increase remarkably in the presence of kakashi, he’d kiss and touch you more than usual. once, you three were in rin’s room waiting for her to come back with some food, you’d casually got up from your place next to kakashi on the bed and when you passed in front of obito on the way back he just sat you on his lap whilst one of his hands rested atop your upper thigh and began to caress the skin there; your face turned red as a tomato when obito’s lips latched onto your neck, his eyes fixed on kakashi’s… but before he could get any further, you stood up quickly and covered with your palm the new mark he gave you, looking at him in shock:
lil peek ahead,
“OBITO!” you exclaimed, embarrassed. “what’s wrong with you? you can’t just… do things like that in front of our friend!”
“you’re my…”
“so what?!” you reproached him, “that doesn’t mean you can act all primal…”
“it’s okay, y/n.” kakashi stepped in with a calm voice. “my best friend here needs a reminder every now and then that i’ve got a girlfriend too, i get it.”
“oh, yeah? are you sure i’-…?”
“ENOUGH!” you cut him off. “we’ll talk about this later, obito.” you walked towards your previous seat next to your friend, ignoring obito’s low grunt.
end of the lil peek,
deep inside your boyfriend knows he has to work on that side of him, and he’s gonna do it for the good of your relationship.
it’ll take a while, but he’ll make it.
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uchihagods · 4 months
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how are u bb!!! missed u!
omg hi!!! i’ve been good, how about you???❤️❤️❤️
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uchihagods · 4 months
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want to do some asks! my inbox is open to everyone who wants to ask me a question❤️
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uchihagods · 4 months
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More Than Friends
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18+ Content Minors Do Not Interact
Pairing: Obito x F!Reader
Summary: Modern AU, Your best friend Obito ghosts you when you get a new boyfriend. You finally meet up at the Club on your birthday and his jealousy comes to the surface.
Warnings: NSFW, Alcohol, Violence, Oral, Penetration, Heart Warming
Word Count: 3.8k
“Obito! Look!” You shove a paper in Obito’s face; it was your most recent exam from your nursing course.
“Ayyy! Look at you hot shot nurse!” He says, with a hug. “We should go celebrate.”
“I’d love to but John is taking me out for a celebratory dinner tonight” you blush tucking your hair behind your ear. “Maybe tomorrow?”
Obito hides his hurt face. He felt like you punched him in the gut but he wouldn’t show it.
“Yeah, maybe tomorrow.” he says, turning away from you. “So who’s John?”
“You know, John, from the nursing program. The cute guy that’s always offering to study with me.” you tell him with a pointed look.
“Oh. Yeah. How could I forget?” He says with little enthusiasm
“After the exam he asked me out! Obviously I said yes.”
“I didn’t realize you were looking for a boyfriend.” He says to his drink
“I mean I wasn’t, but isn’t that how love works? It hits you when you least expect it?”
Obito chokes on his beer. Once he recovers he says between coughs, “Love?”
“Well, I’m not in love yet, but you never know, it could get serious.” You say with a shrug.
Unable to hide his hurt any longer Obito pays his tab and leaves, “Sorry Y/N, I forgot that I needed to do something tonight. I’ll see you around” He breezes out after a quick hug. You couldn’t explain it, but the way he left made you feel strangely abandoned.
The next evening all you wanted to do was tell Obito about your amazing date with John. He was sweet, caring, handsome, and oh so smart. But Obito didn’t pick up the phone.
Weeks go by. Being in the nursing program together with John meant that there were many times the two of you could sneak away to get busy during your internship or between seminars. You wanted to meet up with Obito and update him on your new relationship but he completely ghosted you. You’re my best friend. Why won’t you answer my texts?
Two months went by with no word from Obito. You were really hurt, missing your best friend. Fortunately a new boyfriend meant plenty of distractions to stop you from missing him too much. However it did still hurt cause you knew he was just ignoring you. All your messages were left on read. You saw he still looked at all your instagram stories. And all of his stories showed him at the gym or playing video games. Why won’t he answer? What did I do?
Your birthday was coming up. John reserved a booth at a club to celebrate and told you to invite all your friends. You asked Obito to come. He opened the message, leaving you on read for a day. The next night you followed up your invitation with “Please Obito, I really miss you.”
He finally responded. “I’ll be there.” Your heart filled with butterflies.
It was the night of your birthday. You wore a short red dress with a plunging neckline. It hugged your body, displaying your figure. For makeup you did a smokey eye with a bright cherry lip to match your dress. You paired it with black heels, a thin black leather choker, and some layered delicate gold necklaces.Your hair was curled and pinned up with loose pieces framing your face.
You were at the club with your girl friends when you saw Obito walk in. He was dressed in a tight shirt that showed off his muscles, a slim silver chain around his neck, and fitted, light wash blue jeans that hugged his waist, giving away his bulge. Your heart soared seeing him. You ran across the club to meet him at the door, wrapping your arms around him.
“You came!” you say squeezing him hard.
“I wouldn’t miss it” he says with a soft smile.
You step back, holding his hands to look at him, scanning him up and down. You smile approvingly. “You look good! Really good!”
His charming smile stretched across his face. “Look who’s talking” he says with a squeeze of your hands.
You blush and wrap your arm around his waist as you walk to your booth. Your boyfriend approaches you. “Who’s this?”
“This is Obito…”
“Her best friend” Obito interjects before you can finish, reaching to shake John’s hand.
John, eyeing Obito up and down, immediately feels threatened. “Funny, we’ve been dating for two months, why is this the first time I’m meeting you?”
“I’ve been busy, but don’t worry, I’ll be around a lot more.” he says looking down on you with a smile. “I don’t plan on going anywhere.”
“Neither do I” John says bitterly.
“Okay” you say, clapping your hands together, sensing the tension, “should we get shots?”
Everyone heads over to the bar. The two boys glaring at each other as they throw back their liquor.
“Let’s go dance Babe” John says as he guides you to the dancefloor with his hand on your ass. He smirks at Obito as he walks away with you. Obito feeling the rage boil in his chest follows the group over to dance.
John presses into your backside, grinding on you to the beat of the music, kissing your neck. You begin to feel a little uncomfortable about how touchy he’s being. You reach behind you grabbing his face to lightly pull him off your neck. He responds by reaching up to your chest grabbing you with each hand. You pull his hands down and turn around.
“Babe, stop. We’re in public.”
“Oh come on Babe, it’s your birthday.” He says as he moves forward, reaching around and grabbing your ass.
You push him down again. “Babe, I know what you’re doing. Stop.” you say having no interest in his possessive behavior.
“I was just having a little bit of fun, you don’t have to be such a bitch.”
Obito comes over to you two. “Hey man, there’s no need to go there.”
“You know what bro, you can fuck off”
“Hey! Don’t talk to him like that!” you snap at John
Frustrated, he storms off.
“Seems like a real winner, Y/N” Obito says moving close to you. The club lights flashing around you while the two of you face each other.
“Well if you had been around even a little, maybe it would’ve been easier for him to accept your presence tonight, Obi. Where have you been?”
“I told you, I’ve been busy” He can tell you don’t accept his answer. You shake your head.
”I’m sorry” He shouts above the music.
You look up at him smiling weakly. “Well you’re here now. That’s a start” You pull him back to the group to dance. You exchange many glances with Obito, smiling at each other, just happy to have him near you.
After a while you start to grow concerned about John’s absence. You go to look for him while Obito grabs drinks with the other girls to bring back to the booth. You search only to find John in the corner of the club talking to another girl. You start to walk towards him when he leans down and kisses her. You stand there dumbfounded.
From across the room Obito sees your face. He follows your eyes to see what you’re looking at.
“Oh hell no” he gruffs, charging across the club. He grabs John by the collar and starts swinging. “Really bro?! You’re gonna cheat on her?! On her fucking BIRTHDAY?!” Obito breaks John’s nose, dropping him on the floor and sitting on top of him as he continues to pound into his face. His fist collided into John over and over again. His muscles flexing each time he pulled back to take another swing.
“Obito stop!” you scream. You were devastated, yes, but you thought Obito was gonna kill him.
The bouncers at the club surround Obito pulling him off of John. John stands up, spits out blood and looks at you furiously. “Your best friend is fucking nuts!”
Crying and angry, you glare at him before turning on your heel to follow Obito.
Obito was pacing around outside seething with anger. He stops when he sees you. Running over to you and giving you a hug. “Y/N, I’m so sorry I ruined your birthday.” His arms wrap around you tight, “It’s just, that guy. I hate him.”
“I know” you say, face buried in his chest. He kisses the top of your head and holds you for a moment.
“I fucking knew it.” You hear John’s voice from behind you. Obito’s grip on you tightens as you lift your face, turning your head. “I was gonna come here to apologize and let you know I paid your tab. But here you are running to your secret boyfriend while you use me, like some ungrateful brat.”
“Don’t talk to her like that. '' Obito growls through clenched teeth.
“Why, cause you wanna fuck her? New flash bro, she’s not your girlfriend, she’s mine.”
“Not anymore” you speak up
John walks over to you trying to grab you from Obito’s arms. “You have no clue how much I spent on you tonight, you’re coming home with me so we can talk this out like adults”
“No John! You kissed another girl. What is there to talk about?”
“You’re clearly drunk. Let’s go!”
“She said no.” Obito grabs John's wrist that had been pulling your arm and bends it backwards so that it feels like his arm might break.
“Y/N, call off your fucking guard dog!”
“Obito, let’s go.” you say in a soft sweet tone looking up at him.
Obito drops John’s arm.”I’ll take you home.” he says to you, without breaking eye contact with John.
Obito puts his hand around your shoulder and walks you to his car.
When you get in he buckles your seatbelt like you’re a child. “Obito, I’m not drunk. I can handle my own seatbelt!”
“Quiet” he says softly but with a pinch of anger.
He walks around the car and gets in. Tearing out of the parking lot and speeding home.
“Obito slow down, you’re scaring me.”
“Why that guy?”
“Huh?”
“Why him?”
“What made you care all of the sudden? We’ve been together for two months and this is the first time you’ve so much as talked to me!”
“I always cared.” he says quietly
“Could’ve fooled me! Do you have any idea how it feels to have your best friend leave you on read for months?!” You yell, feeling the tears start to well in your eyes.
“I was busy”
“Too busy to text?!”
“I can’t talk about this right now.”
“Why not?! We’re supposed to be able to tell each other anything. What did I do?!”
“You got a boyfriend! And tonight is a perfect example of why I kept my distance!”
“Oh really?! So you happened to know he’d go off and cheat on me the second he met you? You’re some kind of psychic now?!”
“Y/N I…”
“WHAT. What. You, what, Obi?!”
Obito goes silent. His face is like stone, staring at the road ahead. He pulls into your driveway and parks the car.
As mad as you are, you don’t want to end the night here, not like this. ‘Obito” you say quietly, calming down, “I have a cake inside. Share it with me?”
His face softens. “Of course.”
He turns off the engine and gets out of the car. The two of you head inside, his arm once more around your shoulder.
On the counter, your cake is waiting. A tear leaks out from the corner of your eye as you see the note from John that was on top of the cake box. Obito wraps you in a big hug. “You deserve the world. Don’t settle for some asshole.”
“I know” you say into his chest.
You stand on either side of the kitchen island as you blow out the candle. You begin to share a slice of cake. He took too big of a bite and frosting smeared all over his face. You laugh and walk around the island with a napkin to wipe it off his cheek and nose. His face becomes serious as you touch him.
He grabs you and pulls you into a kiss. Smearing icing on your face as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You can’t help but kiss him back. Your heart was racing, a warm feeling spread through all your limbs. When he stopped he looked at you,
“Sorry” he breathed. “You just look so beautiful tonight”
“No,” you say, “Do that again.”
He lunged back in, standing up to his full height, pulling the back of your head towards him. Your abdomen coiled as he kissed you. Suddenly it felt like you were magnets who had always been gravitating towards each other. How did you never see it before? You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down to your level. He stepped forward pushing you against the kitchen cabinets. You make out feverishly before stepping forward pushing him against the kitchen island.
He spun you around and lifted you onto it as you wrap your legs around him. He feels down your entire body, running his hand down to your knee and back up again to the short hem of your red dress, his fingertips resting under it. Grinding against you, feeling the heat from the friction between your underwear and his jeans. Your hands claw at his back pulling up his tight shirt.
Your lips separated as you pulled it over his head exposing his cream and ivory body. Your eyes and your fingertips wandered over the muscles of his arms, pecs, and abs. You knew he was attractive but it was the first time you truly looked. You could feel his heart fluttering as you touched him.
You looked up at him with doe eyes staring deep into his now awakened sharingan. He grabbed your face with both hands. “I love you, Y/N. That’s why I was gone. I couldn’t bring myself to see you with someone else. I’m sorry. It was selfish of me.”
You wrap your fingers around his wrists. Lips apart looking up at him. “I think I love you too. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner.” His lips crash into your’s. Kissing you soft and sweet before sliding one hand behind your head and the other down your back, pulling you into him. You open your lips allowing him to deepen the kiss, his tongue intertwining with yours. You could feel your heart in your throat as you kissed him. Your breathing became labored with excitement.
Legs still wrapped around him, he lifted you up and carried you to your bedroom, kissing you the entire way there. He laid you down on the bed softly, crawling on it to lay with you. Your legs tangled together as he rested his hips next to yours, propping himself up on his elbow to look down on you. His fingers glide over your face, adjusting the loose hairs framing it, brushing your cheek and lips, unable to believe he was finally touching you. He felt like his heart was growing too large to be contained in his chest.
You were breathless looking up at him, lost in the deep maroon of his eyes, knowing his feelings were genuine. If they were not, his eyes wouldn’t have changed.
“I want to do this right”
“What do you mean?”
“I want to take you on a proper date.”
“But it’s my birthday…” you say with a playful whine.
He smiles down on you. “I need to at least take you to dinner first.”
“Obito, are you really going to deny the birthday girl her present?” you jest.
“Y/N, I’ve wanted this for so long. Please understand.”
You pull him down by the back of his head and whisper in his ear, “You beat the shit out of a guy for me tonight, did you really expect me to not want to jump your bones after that?”
A smile of pride stretched across his face. Tucking your hair behind your ear he leaned down to kiss you yet again. Your soft lips are all he could ever need.
Determined, you begin to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down till his length is freed and hits your clothed belly with a thud. “Are you sure you don’t want me to take care of this?” you ask innocently.
“You’re not gonna let this go, are you?”
“Nope” you say, grabbing it in your hand, beginning to stroke him up and down. His eyes squeezed shut. “Fuck, Y/N”
Smiling victoriously, you lean up to kiss him. His lips break free, “But let the record reflect that I tried to be a gentleman.”
“I’m not interested in a gentleman right now” you pull him back in. He sheds the remainder of his clothes and throws them off the bed.
You both stand on your knees in the middle of the mattress as he starts to pull up your dress. He works slowly, memorizing every new inch of skin he discovers. You help him pull it over your head. He sits back on his heels as he sees you in your matching black lace bra and panties, choker and gold necklaces still around your neck. “Wow” he whispers.
You blush and begin to drop your bra straps one at a time before you reach behind your back and snap the clasp open so that it falls on the bed. His jaw falls open as he stares at you.
He reaches for you to kiss you as he slips his fingers under the lace and lowers your underwear to your knees, leaving a hand on the flesh of your behind to knead it between his long fingers. You pull his naked body into yours, pushing his member into your belly, chests touching, breath synching.
Pulling apart, Obito says, “Since it’s your birthday, you should lay back.” You smile devilishly, laying down on your back. He finishes pulling off your underwear past your ankles admiring your painted toenails and flings the lace across the room.
He spreads your legs sliding both hands up your thighs as he lays down on his belly, to bury his face between your legs. Kissing each inner thigh, he moves center to kiss your folds before separating them with his tongue.
Your leg twitches as he enters. “Ah!” You can see his smile in his eyes. You prop up on your elbows to get a better look. He closes his eyes, focusing on your taste. You’re sweeter than he expected. Gliding his tongue in and out of your sex, all along every ridge and up to your bud. He circled his tongue around it before flicking it with the tip of his tongue.
You rut your hips into his face. He begins to suck on your clit between licks, you push his face into you. “Obito!” you moan.
Saying his name made him work faster, suck harder. He craved your approval. “Ah!” The more vocal you were the harder his dick became, gabbing around your legs to pull you into his face. You tried to squirm as he ate everything you had to offer but his grasp was too strong. It became too intense and you tried to pull his head back but his neck was strong and he was determined. You fall backwards as your back arched, toes curling, legs twitching. He lapped up your cum, the prize of his efforts.
You got off your back, pushing him down on his as you crawled over him. You lowered your head, kissing his pink lips soaked in your arousal. You bit his bottom lip and gently pulled as you lined his tip with your entrance slowly sinking down on him. A long deep groan left his mouth as you sank. “Oh gods your tight Baby.”
“So I”m baby now.” you say with a small smile, tracing his chest as you sit with him inside of you savoring the fullness.
“Yes. Is that okay with you?” You lean down and kiss him allowing your hips to come up so that his tip is the only part still hugged by your lovely walls. “Yes” You drop back down again. He exhales hard, trying to control himself. You can tell he’s holding himself back.
You ride him slowly, allowing almost his entire length to come out with each roll of your hips before sliding down again. You’re watching him as he’s torn between enjoying himself and trying to not tear you apart. His grip on your hips is getting tighter and tighter. You know you’re driving him wild but his happy trail feels so good rubbing against your swollen clit and your tight cunt needed the time to adjust to his size.
He finally snaps, flipping you onto the mattress, wildly slamming his hips into you. Each thrust so powerful that you were moving up the bed. He couldn’t hold anything back. The floodgates opened and he couldn’t stop himself. “Baby, your head, watch out.” You lift your hand just in time to stop your head from crashing into the headboard with his next trust. You used all your strength to push yourself down, admiring the power of his hips.
Your eyes were squeezed shut, it felt so good. He was unlike any other partner. He threaded his arms around your waist holding you tight while he railed into you.
“Ngh! Ah! Oh gods Obi! It feels so good!” You encourage him as he has been reduced to grunts and groans. His hips snapping fast. You move your feet above his shoulders. He keeps slamming into you, unrelenting.
You’re close, your pussy has had almost as much as it can take. You feel yourself on the edge of release, squeezing his arms tightly as you finally topple over. “Ngh, fuck! Thank you Baby-y-y-y-y-y!” you cry, while he continues to thrust.
He keeps going, feeling close himself. You ride it out knowing he’s almost there. His strokes become sloppy. That exhausted and glazed over look on your face as you look up at him does it. He pulls out and busts on your belly.
“Shit…shit…fuck Baby”
He falls down on his hands above you. Smiling as he gives you a peck on the cheek followed by a kiss on the lips. “Happy Birthday Baby.”
“Thank you Baby.” It felt so right coming out of your mouth.
“Let me clean you up” He goes to get a warm damp washcloth as his sharingan fades away.
“Obi, will you spend the night with me?” you ask, rubbing your foot along your leg.
“I will do anything you ask me to.”
You smile crawling under the covers and pull them open for him to crawl in next to you. He gets in spooning you from behind. He kisses your cheek and whispers in your ear, “I’m still going to take you out to dinner you know.”
You giggle. “Yeah, yeah, I know”
You wiggle back into him, sighing contentedly as you drift off to sleep, his strong arms keeping you warm.
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uchihagods · 4 months
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if this receives lots of attention i might come back with this ;)
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uchihagods · 5 months
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uchihagods · 5 months
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New Naruto season official illustration - Autumn.
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uchihagods · 6 months
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y’all today’s my 19th birthday☺️‼️
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uchihagods · 7 months
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ItaSaku NSFW Fanart/Mini-Comic! Complete version on my Twitter!
~🌸🍡Likes and retweets are really appreciated.
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uchihagods · 7 months
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lil post to remind y’all that @amenosakahoko made a wonderful naruto self ship server in which u can find x reader works of ur favorite characters and also where writers can be acknowledged <33
let’s be friends n.n come and join us here!
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uchihagods · 8 months
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bad week. need to be dicked down by an uchiha
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uchihagods · 8 months
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i just- WHY IS HE SO FUCKING HOT AND FUCKABLE DUDE I WANT HIM NOW
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uchihagods · 8 months
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i want obito’s balls🥺
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uchihagods · 8 months
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it’s been ages since i last posted something on here, so i’m back with a tiny little itachi fic i wrote long ago, hope u like it!
calling itachi ‘princess’ in bed drabble under the cut <33 tw: unprotected sex, riding, oral, angst?, i don’t remember what i wrote exactly sorry but that’s pretty much it :)
(not proofread)
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IMPORTANT!… please, feel free to ignore if any of these topics trigger you; read at your own risk!
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“What did you just call me?” Itachi opened his eyes carefully. You continued fucking yourself on his cock, your hands gripping the little hairs on his nape.
The delicious friction he was causing in your insides was distracting enough for you to ignore his protests, which wasn’t very funny for your boyfriend who was now furrowing his eyebrows.
“Mhm!” You whimpered the third time his bulbous tip hit the magic button that made you see stars within seconds. God, you couldn’t love his fat dick more. “So. Fucking. Good.”
A pair of beautiful hands squeezed the flesh of your playful hips, dictating a more relaxed pace. You knew him too well, you knew he was close to his release.
—“Is my princess almost there, hm?” You brought up again that one pet name that seemed to trouble him a lot.
He stopped reciprocating your thrusts. You faced him and found a very disturbed Itachi. “Don’t call me that.” Your boyfriend stated seriously.
“Don’t call you what?” You played dumb while grinding against his hardness even though he stayed still like a statue. Your own hands cupped his pretty upset face and kissed his eyelids with tenderness as to try to erase the last sentence of his mind. Teasing him more and more by each passing second. “I’m just enjoying our love session.”
“I am too.” He responded, confused. Was he imagining things now? Could it be possible?
You smiled at him, pecked him and rode him some more. You supported yourself on his thighs to give him a better view of your jumping breasts and wet pussy. Your face contracted in pleasure at the new angle, his cock stimulating uncharted places inside you that made your walls twitch.
Lowering your gaze to where your bodies were connected, you admired the way his whole shaft disappeared in you, half of it reappeared covered in both your juices before it slammed back into your tightness to repeat the process. Again. And again. And once more.
You reached out for his thumb to place it above your aching clit, silently asking for some relief there. Itachi, as always, understood and didn’t take long to fulfill your wishes. He started drawing long circles with his pad, making tiny zigzags forms and not pressing too much on your sensitive bud; just how you taught him to do it. Your boyfriend was a fast learner indeed.
“Such beautiful fingers.” You praised. Not averting your eyes from his painted nails, so meticulously painted it looked perfect. You surrounded his neck with your arms, accommodating your body closer to his. He was still playing with your clit. “My pretty princess.” You tried to kiss him on the lips, but he dodged you successfully by offering his cheek instead. “Hey! What are you doing?”
“Quit it.” He complained. “I don’t like that.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t like it.”
“I do, though.” You whispered. “You’re my princess.”
“Stop.” He pleaded when you resumed your movements, grabbing each side of your hips.
“No!” You nearly screamed the moment you felt him slipping out of you. “Don’t you want to fuck me anymore?” You sat on him again, almost too harsh.
“It’s softening, Y/N.” Itachi noticed your watering eyes, he couldn’t help feeling guilty now. But, what was that all about, anyway? “Of course I desire you, my love. More than anything.“ He clarified first. “It’s that stupid name.”
“Princess?”
“Yes.” Your boyfriend closed his eyes forcefully. “None of that, okay?”
You pouted. “No.” Before he could protest, you sealed your last word with a long, passionate kiss. You shoved your tongue into his cavern, dancing with his once you found it.
You pulled his cock out of you and started pumping it to make it hard again, caressing his reddened tip with your thumb at the end of each pump. With the help of your bare breasts pressing against his chest, you didn’t take long to have him all prepared for you.
—“Fuck me already, will ya’?” You suggested, looking at him through your eyelashes, and thus, making his member twitch in your hand because of how gorgeous you seemed like that.
He complied, of course. Picking you up by your asscheeks, Itachi laid your body on the bed delicately. He spread your legs wider for him to fit between your meaty thighs, you let scape a loud moan the moment you felt his tongue licking your dripping hole; your fingers found their way to his beautiful, long hair.
You’d thought he was going to fill you up with his cock once again, but you were certainly surprised to have him ravishing your insides with his wet muscle instead. Your legs rested on his wide back while he traced a tiny path from your hole to your throbbing clit as to suck at it hard.
Your boyfriend, knowing you’d come quickly with that simple movement, penetrated you with two of his slender fingers to start moving them rhythmically. Your hips were acting on his own when they suddenly shook at the added stimulation, at that, Itachi used his free hand to squeeze your side tenderly.
“Relax, my love.” He separated a little from your core, “So sweet for me.”
“I want to taste you too…” You cupped his reddened cheek, caressing with your thumb the tender skin there. “Can I, princess?”
He rested his forehead on your belly, “Yes.” He figured that the most reasonable response at this recently discovered tendency of yours was, actually, the lack of one. After all, this was the first time you called him that, and, hopefully, the last one as well. “I’d love that.”
Completely ignoring the mention of that pet name throughout the rest of the night, —which was harder than he expected, and showed to you.— Itachi decided to just enjoy his girlfriend’s mouth and pussy surrounding his throbbing member until he emptied himself on her beautiful face when the pleasure provided by her playful tongue was too much to handle.
In the end, both of you were exhausted as hell; you couldn’t recall when was the last time you felt this sore and tired after having sex with the dark-haired. Don’t get me wrong here, the two of you made love almost every week, and you’d felt like this more often than not, but those sessions were certainly shorter and less rough than tonight’s.
Nevertheless, your caring boyfriend managed to get up after a couple of minutes of panting heavily to hand you a glass of fresh water to hydrate yourself. He too drank from there once you were finished and didn’t want more.
“Cuddle with me.” You did grabby hands like a baby. You were still naked, your nipples all perky and cunt glistening with your release.
Itachi smiled at you tenderly. “Don’t you want to take a shower first?” He asked, approaching your open arms to lay on your body with caution; head resting between your bare, soft breasts; arms hugging your waist, and eyes closed with tiredness.
You shook your head no, “I really want to sleep, baby.”
“Yeah.” He murmured with a hoarse voice. “Me too.”
With that, neither of you didn’t take long to fall asleep in that comfy position. Itachi’s last thought was, —‘apparently, she got over that stupid name. It was just a phase.’— while nuzzling his face in between your breasts.
He wasn’t going to hear that ever again.
Or, at least, that was what he believed.
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uchihagods · 9 months
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13 WITH OBITO PLS😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 but maybe actually obito wanting his friends to know what he’s doing with reader👀
Oohhh let me see
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13) character playing a Xbox Live game with their friends. Reader arrives and tries to have sex with character while telling them to continue playing. character now has to keep quiet or else their friends will hear them.
Warnings: oral sex (m receiving), masturbation, vaginal sex, light exhibitionism
NSFW - Minors do not interact
You were bored off your mind. Obito had been playing with his friends for hours, and the screams he let out when he was in a pinch made you roll your eyes. It was already midnight, and you had even worn some cute lingerie you’d bought as you waited for him to finish playing and give you some attention, but he was not dying, therefore his streak was not ending. You huffed, chewing your lip as you debated going to bed. But you wouldn’t even be able to fall asleep, all because he was being so loud. Therefore, you devised a different plan. If he wasn’t going to give you any attention, you would make him pay for it. You smirked, looking at yourself in the tall floor mirror of your shared bedroom. The lace of the bralette was sinful, and your ass looked amazing in those panties. You knew Obito went crazy for lingerie, and you knew he was not a man with a lot of restraint when it came to sex. You grinned, tiptoeing to the living room and peering over the door to see if he was on a video call. But although his mic was connected and placed in front of him on the coffee table, he hadn’t connected a webcam. You used the lack of awareness of his surroundings on his part to your advantage, sauntering over to the sofa and nestling yourself between his legs. Obito did not see you at first, and when he felt your head plop down on his thigh, his hand went to mute his mic, but he did not look at you as his fingers tapped the buttons of his controller at a crazy speed.
‘What’s up, baby?’ he asked, his brow furrowed in concentration as he continued to play.
‘I want to play too’ you said, looking at him and smirking.
‘You hate League’ he said, stealing a glance at you.
Obito had expected everything but to see you nearly naked, wearing the most beautiful, flimsy lingerie he had ever seen in his life. You looked up at him, giving him a sultry look as you ran your hand on his thigh. Obito swallowed, giving very brief glances to the game whenever his friends shouted in his ear that he was making them lose.
‘I was thinking something a little different’ you murmured, closing in on his already semi-hard cock.
‘Baby… let me tell them I’m going’ he made a move for the mic, but you stopped his hand, all the while palming his cock.
‘You want to play so badly? Then play. You’d better be quiet if you don’t want them to hear you’ you said, and Obito felt his cheeks redden as he watched you take his cock out of his pants and stroke it gently, watching as it hardened in your hand.
‘Turn. On. Your. Mic’ you drawled, and Obito wet his lips, groaning softly as you swiped your thumb over the tip of his cock before he went back to the game.
‘Sorry guys- had to pause for a sec’ he said, voice slightly strained as you squeezed gently and twisted your hand as you stroked him.
Not making any sound was becoming harder and harder by the minute, but when he caught a glimpse of your tongue lolling out of your mouth and lapping at his cock, he couldn’t contain a small groan.
‘You good, Obito?’ he heard his friend say, and his eyes narrowed, his cock twitching despite everything at the idea of being discovered. Of them knowing you were licking his cock that very moment. Kitten licks across the tip and your tongue pressing on the underside, your hand continuing to stimulate the base of his cock, your pretty eyes on him. God he wanted to praise you so badly. Wanted to tell you just how pretty you looked, how sexy you were.
When your hot, wet mouth engulfed him, Obito took a sharp breath, his blood roaring in his ears as you hollowed your cheeks, letting your saliva coat his cock as you bobbed your head forward and back, your free hand going down to play with your clit underneath your lacy knickers. Obito almost came at that sight alone.
‘Mhh-mhh’ he answered his friend when he asked him again, his hips jerking as you sank on him until your nose was against his pelvis.
Christ.
Obito wanted to die. You let out a quiet moan, and his lips parted in bliss at the vibration of your voice, his vision getting hazy as he stole a glance at your fingers pumping inside you. He wanted to do it. He wanted to make you straddle his face and feel you suck his cock at the same time. Wanted to watch you ride his cock and see the way your perfect tits bounced in front of his face. He was breathing a little more heavily now, trying to contain himself, his orgasm so close as you sucked and licked and made your mouth even tighter for him.
And then you stopped. Obito groaned softly, almost throwing the controller when you took your lingerie off and climbed on his lap, straddling him.
Oh, he almost didn’t care if they heard. You were such a sight as you sank on his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your teeth digging in the flesh of your bottom lip, your tight little cunt engulfing him and milking his cock. He gave a jerk of his hips that made you jolt as a whimper escaped you.
‘You heard that? Who was that?’ his friends asked, and Obito bit hard on the curve of your neck as you started riding him, grinding on him and taking your own pleasure. His hips snapped into yours with every thrust, and he angled his pelvis to better reach the little place that made you moan like a slut all the time. Let them hear, he thought. Let them hear what his cock did to you.
He removed one hand from the controller to pinch one of your nipples before he went back, and a shit-eating grin was plastered on his face when you couldn’t help but moan.
‘Obito, you watchin’ porn or somethin?’ one of his friends asked, and he smirked at you as your eyes widened.
‘Is that why you’re doing so shit today?’ another one laughed. Obito scoffed, letting himself get attacked.
‘My girl’s being needy’ he said, revelling in your sweet little whimper and your flushed cheeks.
‘The fuck you doin’ playing League then?’ they laughed and Obito sighed, making you moan again with a snap of his hips.
‘I’ll go now. Try not to jerk off to my girl’ he said, muting the mic and throwing the controller on the sofa, slapping your ass and making you mewl.
‘Filthy girl. Did you want them to hear you moan for my cock? You’re so dirty’ he pulled your hair, taking control as he slammed his hips into you, making you moan loudly.
‘Oh, you are going to pay for this little stunt you pulled’
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uchihagods · 9 months
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A very messy drawn mini "comic" thingie about little redhead Naruto. Not my best work but I hope you enjoy. :)
I thought about an alternate universe of Naruto where no one died and Naruto is growing up in a loving and caring environment. He inherited his mom's red hair from the Uzumaki bloodline, that's why he is a little redhead here.
I imagine big brother Kakashi always walking Naruto to school but today he is away on a mission. Uncle 'Bito and aunt Rin just arrived from their own mission and decided to "escort" the little sunshine in Kakashi's stead before reporting back to the Hokage.
Thanks for taking a look! :)
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uchihagods · 9 months
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just a reminder to those who report works for being too sexual. if you feel uncomfy or dislike the work don’t put a community label on it, instead don’t read it. most writers put content warnings on their posts. read them before venturing further, please. and if you dislike something on there, again don’t read any further. smut etc. isn’t for everyone, that’s perfectly fine. but don’t do that to a writers hard work. please and thank you.
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