#Madara x you

[actuallysaiyan]

hii baby! I know you're not taking requests right now but maybe if you're looking for inspiration you could do some headcanons or something with the Uchiha's and spending a cold winter night with them? Like what are their favorite ways to keep warm? It can be NSFW or sw hehehe

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of trauma, mentions of drinking, kissing, non-massacre AU word count: 1.4k pairings: Sasuke Uchiha x Fem!Reader, Itachi Uchiha x Fem!Reader and Madara Uchiha x Fem!Reader a/n: I know this is going against my hiatus mention, but I've been wanting to write this request for so long! I hope you all enjoy, and if it gets popular enough, I might write a part 2 with Shisui, Obito and Izuna!

He’ll act like he doesn’t want the comfort and the company, but inside he’s dying for you to come over. Especially if it’s cold and there is snow falling outside. He’ll wait for you at his home in the old Uchiha compound, a fire burning bright in the fireplace.

You brave the winter cold for your lover, and you find him in comfortable clothes just waiting for you. Sasuke pretends to be nonchalant about the whole affair, but in reality he is so happy not to spend another lonely night alone.

You two settle by the fireplace, and he finds you something of his to wear. Once you’re both snuggled together, he mentions making some stew for dinner and for you both to spend the evening together fireside.

Sasuke and you prepare the food in the kitchen together, humming to some silly songs and bumping into one another every now and then. It puts a smile on his face to see you breathe life into this place after everything that’s happened.

After dinner, you help him clean up. You’re so good to him, it really warms his heart. Then you two head back towards the fireplace, a blanket is wrapped around the both of you. A bottle of wine is passed back and forth.

It doesn’t take Sasuke long to pounce on you. His lips are hungry for you. His touch is desperate. His hand caresses you all over as he begins to undress you. With the wine and the fire, things are heating up so fast.

Then he pushes you down onto the ground, his lips attaching to your neck and kissing down to your breasts as he removes your shirt. You look so beautiful like this, your cheeks so flushed and your eyes heavy with lust. Sasuke feels a warmth so deep inside of him,

He kisses you sweetly as he begins thrusting into you, the blanket on top of you both to keep the heat between you two. He feels so in love right now. Nothing could make this situation any better.

But he’s proven wrong when you cup his face and bring him in for such a romantic and loving kiss. You put so much love into everything you do with Sasuke, and while he thinks you’re too good for him, you prove to him that he deserves love.

He cums so deep inside of you, with a loud cry of love. It’s all so passionate and sensual as he rides out his high. As he slowly comes down, he rests his head on your breasts and catches his breath. Then he looks at you and you see all that love in his eyes. “Will you always stay with me?” He asks, a blush on his cheeks. “I’ll never leave.” He knows you mean it too.

You’re on a mission with Itachi to the Land of the Snow. You knew it would be cold, so the two of you decided to pack for the worst. You knew it could get stormy out there too sometimes. You didn’t want to be without.

Arriving in the village, you and Itachi are glad for dressing very warmly. You pull your coat around you even tighter, and you’re grateful for changing your footwear to something more weather appropriate.

At the inn, you’re given a room with a private onsen. It has lots of windows so you’re able to look out at the beautiful starry skies as you soak in the tub. Before you can even get a good dip, you and Itachi are getting your mission done first.

As you are both very important members of the ANBU, Itachi and you are there to gather intel. He leads you into one of the buildings, and he notices just how much the cold is affecting you. He holds onto your hand tightly, making sure you aren’t too chilly.

After you gather the intel there, you and Itachi move onto the next place. This goes on for a few hours, and Itachi grows even more concerned for you. You’re shuddering as the chilly wind blows harshly and leaves your cheeks all red and chapped.

Once back at the inn, Itachi orders you both some room service. He figures some warm stew and some sake could help get the chill out of your bones. You sit by the heater, warming yourself up. Itachi sits near you and the two of you eat to your heart's content.

After you’ve had your fill of food and a few cups of sake, Itachi suggests a nice dip in the onsen. He helps you undress and you do the same for him, caressing his beautiful body. You’re excited to be here with the love of your life.

The water is just perfect as you both slip into the bath. Itachi keeps you close to his body, his arms wrapped around you as you lean against his chest. His hands slip into the water as he begins kneading your plush thighs.

“Pretty girl,” he purrs against your neck. He nips at your soft skin and you let out a soft moan when you feel his adept fingers brushing against your clit. Itachi has no problem getting you so riled up like this. He could easily make you cum.

Before you know it, he has you sinking down on his erect cock. The two of you let out sweet moans of pleasure as you settle back down against him. You feel safe in his embrace, and more than aroused as he begins to start up his slow and steady pace that has you dizzy. You know this will be the perfect way to end such a chilly mission.

It’s a late winter night, and Madara can’t sleep. He’s plagued with all sorts of nightmares and traumatic thoughts. He sits by the fire, contemplating his life. He wonders what he could have done to make things different for himself and for others.

As he thinks about this, you wake up in your bed without him. You wonder if he needs some time alone. You aren’t a stranger to the way things are for him. Especially in the dead of the night in the middle of winter. It’s too quiet for him to really get any kind of peace.

You find him by the fire, and you drape a blanket over his shoulders. He hums happily when he feels your warmth. There’s only a few people who can pull him out of this funk, and you’re the one who truly knows how to do it the best. He doesn’t know that he deserves you, but he’s grateful for you.

“Are you alright, love?” you ask in a sweet voice. He leans against your legs for a moment, looking up at you. You’re glad to see his Sharingan isn’t activated, which means he isn’t too caught up in his thoughts. You lean down and press a soft kiss to his forehead.

“I’m just lost in my thoughts, darling.” he says truthfully. He lets out a breath he was holding, and then you sit behind him. You wrap your arms around him, pressing your face in the wild mass of his hair and inhaling his beautiful scent.

He doesn’t need much more to calm him down. He turns around to face you, pressing soft kisses all over your pretty face. Madara is so enamored by you, he knows that you’re the most precious thing to him in this life. He’d do anything to keep you close and safe.

He lays you down on the blanket you brought to keep him warm. The wind blows loudly outside, making you both shiver. But the warmth of him pressing himself against you quickly warms you up. You kiss him passionately as he settles himself on top of you.

Your fingers tangle in his hair as you begin making out. His saliva tastes so good to you, it’s making your heart race like nothing else. You’ve always loved the way he kissed you like he was so hungry for you. It makes you feel so special and so desired.

His eyes are dark with lust, but the moment he undresses himself and he’s able to push his hard cock into your slick heat, his Sharingan activates. You’ve always told him not to waste his powers on you, but he’s admitted that it happens involuntarily sometimes whenever you two are intimate.

He rocks his hips as his cock fills you up. Madara feels all of his stress begin to melt away as you wrap your legs around him. Naughty words as well as sweet praises fall from his lips. He’ll be able to sleep after he fills you with his sticky seed a few times tonight.

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[iambilliejeanok]

Hello! Let me just say that i adore the way your write!! It’s so amazing🥰 Can i request something (however you want to write it really) where the character wakes reader up to ask them if reader loves them?

That was a terrible explanation i’m so sorry lol

I’d love if it could be with Kakashi, Jiraiya and Madara 🥰🫶 (or any characters you want)

Thank you so much!🥹🫶🏾💗😘

No warnings, Purely fluff, a small itty tiny bit angst, but just a small little bit I promise.

🌸Kakashi🌸

Kakashi doesn’t often stay asleep throughout the night, having you beside him in the nighttime drastically reduces the amount of nightmares he has, but unfortunately, he still has those nights where he wakes up sweating, too shook to actually fall asleep again. This time around though, he has you to watch over, so he’s not shaken up for too long, holding your body close to his as he watches you sleep peacefully, the warmth of your weight against him and your steady breathing quickly relaxing him. All this and maybe a book in his hands is a great opportunity for him to spend some time alone. When you begin stirring in your sleep he freezes, trying his best to not wake you up, but even while you’re sleeping, you shift up the bed to hug him, nuzzling your face against his neck, inhaling his addictive scent. At this point he has completely forgotten about the nightmare that woke him up, genuinely grateful for your presence in his life.

He realizes that even though he’s lost too many dearly loved ones, today, in this moment, he has you and in this moment, even though you are asleep against him, you still manage to comfort him, drawing his attention to this very moment. His heart begins to beat faster, Kakashi biting his lip as he tries to push away th intrusive thoughts of maybe losing you too. He can’t help himself, panic motivating his next action, slowly nodding your arm with his hand, his heart beating faster when you don’t wake up. He can’t fight the paranoia sometimes, now attempting to sit upright to try and disturb hour sleep, hoping you’d wake up. “Baby”, he calls, “Hey…Y/n, baby…wake up please”, he softly calls, finally able to release the breath he held in waiting for you to respond. Tonight is a difficult night for him, but he seemed to forget that you’re here, and that you will always be here, you’ll never leave his side. “Mmhmm?”, you sleepily respond, drifting in between reality and your dreams, hearing someone call your name. “Baby, wake up please”, he calls again, hope filling his heart when he sees your eyes finally open. “Y/n. Baby…are you awake? I’m sorry, wake up please”, he says, waiting for you to get up. “Hey babe, what’s up?”, you ask confused, trying to shake away the sleep. “Hey, is everything okay?’, you ask, rubbing your eyes while giving him a few pecks against his neck and cheek. He already feels silly for worrying so much. “Uhm”, he says, clearing thought, worried that you’d be annoyed for being woken up unnecessarily. “I’m sorry for disturbing your sleep, I’ll make it up to you i promise”, he hurriedly says and you can hear him swallow, finally noticing the dampness of his shirt, quickly sobering up at the realization that he could’ve had another nightmare.

“Kashi, its okay”, you say lovingly, cupping his cheek in the palm for your warm hand. “It’s always okay, are you okay? Did you have another nightmare?’, you worriedly ask, sitting up on your knees to straddle his lap. Feeling a little guilty for even thinking if asking you this, he looks down in shame, and you can feel his face drop in your palm. Gently lifting his head up you place the softest kiss he’s ever share with you yet on his lips, and you feel something wet against your thumb. “Oh sweetheart, what’s the matter?”, you ask after noticing the tear that fell down his cheek. “I was just scared”, he admits, failing to drop his head low again since you held his face firm in the palms of your hands. “What is it love? Another nightmare?”, and Kakashi slowly nods. You gasp, your hand reaching the back of his head to pull him into you, holding him close, wrapping you arms around him. surrounded by your scent, he feels so safe, is voice shaky as he asks the next question. “You still love me?, a small chuckle leaving his lips to mask his feelings. But you knew him like the back of your hand, holding him tighter. “I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve known you, and I’ll continue to love you no matter what”, you say, separating yourself from him to palm his cheeks again, “Kakashi, you’re the love of my life, you don’t ever have to doubt that okay?”. Placing another soft kiss against his lips, you feel him squeeze you tighter. “I promise I’ll never leave you, ever”. Kakashi wonders why he entertained any of those intrusive thoughts to begin with, of course you love him. “I love you so much”, he says, his words muffled against your neck, but you hear his word loud and clearly, the two of you embracing one another until you feel Kakashi doze off in your arms. The cutest big baby.

🌸Jiraiya🌸

Jiraiya constantly wonders how on earth a man like him was gifted with such a kind hearted, loving partner. A pervert who didn’t even think it capable of loving one person, but here he is, holding on to the love of his life, your hand loosely wrapped around a few of his fingers, Jiraiya smiling at just how precious you arm. Needing to use the bathroom, he ever so carefully creeps out of bed, but no, its not to cheat this time, no not with you, he left that life behind, its just to use the bathroom, the intense urge to be back in bed beside you exciting him so much it kind of scared him. After using the toilet, he stood in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. A strong sense of shame washed over him, thoughts of unworthiness saddening him once again. How exactly is he supposed to deal with all this love? A love so graceful he wondered if he truly deserved it.

How can she love you, you womanizing son of a b—, “No, she does love me…”, he spoke aloud, refusing to let any negative thoughts occupy his head any further. “And I’m not a womanizer.”, he added, looking down in shame, trying to convince himself he was right. No matter how hard he tried to fight himself, he just couldn’t stop. No one ever bothered loving him, i mean how could they when he was always onto the next, but maybe change is true. Man can change, he reminded himself, his eyes shut to try and center himself. But the more he tried to block it out the more doubtful he became. Was someone pranking him? All those of years of playing with peoples hearts had to have finally come to bite him in the butt right?

He couldn’t hold back any longer, he needed answers. Why?, Why does he deserve a chance at love, especially with someone like you. He desperately needed to know, turning off the bathroom light to make his way to your shared bed. Uncertainty eating him from the inside out, he decided to gently wake you up, his large frame spooning you from the front, placing gentle kisses on your face as he called your name. “Princess, wake up, wake up”. He is so nervous, the sound of his rapidly beating heart loud in in his, so loud he can no longer handle it, he just needs you to tell him. “Y/n, cmon, wake up”, which you finally do, not sure if you just heard Jiraiya whining in your ear or if you were dreaming…the latter making more sense, until you hear him open his mouth again. “So…you’re awake now?”, he impatiently asks, still gently nudging your arm. “Yes baba, I’m awake, are you okay?”, you yawn, stretching out a little before you scoot closer to him, happy to feel his warmth surround you once again. “Baby, I’m okay yes. Uh…are you?”, “Mmhmm?”, is all you say, burying your head in his chest to find some sleep agin, and just when you fly yourself drifting off again, he finally asks, “Do you really love me?”, his voice so low he wonders if you actually heard him, but you certainly did, smiling to yourself before wrapping a arm around him, placing small kisses against his neck. “Nothing matters to me more than you Jiraiya, I love you so much baba!”, your words soft and genuine, Jiraiya’s denial subsiding, gently squeezing you and placing kisses on your forehead. “Will you always love me?”, he asks, a small chuckle leaving your mouth over how whiny he came across, so out of character. “I don’t ever want to stop, loving you everyday makes me so happy” and with that Jiraiya could go on another day confident that he is loved.

🌸Madara🌸

Honestly, Madara just wants attention, he’s such an attention seeker that he’s willing to disturb your sleep if he’s bored enough, or sometimes just because its fun. I mean, he knows you love him, if anything he’d be confused if you didn’t, after all, he genuinely believes he’s the whole package and that you’re truly lucky to have him, but even so, there might be a teeny tiny bit of doubt in his heart sometimes. He will wake you up anyway, just because he can, its something you do too when you want cuddles, so he wants to have his turn tonight.

“Hey sweetheart”, he softly calls, rubbing your back as you lay on top of him. “Princess, its time to wake up”, he says, placing his hands on your underarms to effortlessly lift you up, your upper body dangling above him while he gently shakes you like a baby, which does the trick, your body jerking as you wake up from the feeling of falling, your arms flaying everywhere when you opened your eyes and realized you were not laying on anything. “Relax babe!”, Madara chuckles, gently lowering you to lay on top of him again. You immediately sit up on your elbows, your arms on each side of him as your stare him down, easily finding his blood red irises in the darkness of your room. “Babyyy that’s not funny!”, you whine, your husband still laughing at you, his pupils still spinning, recording the entire thing. “Heey”, you softly yell, biting your lips to try and hold yourself back from laughing, but his laugh was so contagious you just couldn’t, annoyed that you couldn’t be serious about this. “Babbbyyy!”, you giggle, lightly slapping his chest, his large hand cupping your cheek, as he slightly lifts himself up to plant a kiss against your lips. “I’m sorry princess, I didn’t mean to startle you like that”, his voice calm and deep, so soothing you felt like you could forgive him, leaning forward for another soft kiss, your lips simply pressing against his before parting. You could kiss him like that forever. “Why are you awake? And why did you wake me up?”, you question, your eyes almost closing as his hand now moved to the back of your head, massaging your scalp as you spoke. “I just wanted to know something”, he says, delaying the reason, making you impatiently whine, “Uh uh, i wont tell you why I woke you up if you whine like that”, he teases, “okay then goodnight”, you respond, laying down on his chest. “Okay okay wait”, he huffs, annoyed that you won.

“I, just wanted to ask if you love me?”, he asks, manipulating his voice to sound all innocent and cute, making you roll your eyes as you giggle. “I should be asking you that since you woke me up like that baby, but how can i not love my attention seeking little baby’, you tease, planting small kisses on is lips, making him smile. “Hey I’m not an attention seeker”, he says, lightly smacking you butt, a giggle escaping you lips. “Says the guy who woke me up to ask if i love him, even though I told you I love you a million times before we went to bed”, you yawn, snuggling into him once again, Madara lifting the blankets up to cover you. “Whatever princess, I love you okay?’, he says, wrapping his arms around you, smiling at your response and you quickly dosed off. “I love you so much”

@aiyaaayei 💗🫧

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[lale-txt]

♡ 𝟗:𝟑𝟖𝐚𝐦 𝐰/ 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚 & 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

@eustasssimp asked: okay so I just had to based on our recent conversations but FIRST!!! THANK YOU FOR REOPENING YOUR INBOX!!!!! your writing is such a gift and I am so excited to see what people request 💛 I hope you can have lots of fun with it could I please request some sfw Madara and just spending a lazy relaxed day at home with him? grumpy man needs to RELAX (I haven’t requested in so long I am desperately trying to remember how to do this lmao) thank you so much dearest Lale I hope you are able to have a good time and take it easy with the requests you get coming in 🤍

a/n: first time writing for this fine gentleman eep! thank you so much for your request, Lem! this was so much fun to write (though it did take a slightly different turn than i expected and somehow Hashirama makes a guest appearance oops)

word count: 1k

Your morning starts like it always does: Tangled.

Black hair is spilled all over the shared futon, getting in your eyes while you’re slowly blinking awake. You try to stretch your limbs but hear a disgruntled noise in your ear in return, a low and raspy voice muttering your name, while strong arms (and a leg thrown over your lower half) pull you closer. You laugh quietly against your partner’s chest, hearing his heart beating slow and steady next to you. 

“You came home late last night… did you have to drag Hashirama out of the gambling hall again?”, you whisper with a hint of amusement in your voice, which is answered by an annoyed huff from Madara. 

“That idiot almost lost his hokage cloak and the stupid hat… should have just left him butt naked on the streets and gone back home to you”, he replies, his eyes still shut. Madara isn’t a morning person, never was, but the fact that he’s engaging in a conversation with you means that he’s either more awake as he pretends or that he’s feeling slightly guilty for letting you go to bed alone last night. 

Your heart flutters and you smile when Madara presses a soft kiss on top of your head. His embrace feels the same like his love does; warm, secure and maybe a bit too intense if you’re not used to it. He is an Uchiha after all, who are notorious for the way they love–but you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“I know you always come back to me though,” you whisper and cup his face with two hands once you manage to brush aside his long hair (and yet it was still everywhere). The morning sun was slowly crawling through the closed curtains but neither of you felt the urge to get up just yet. 

Madara hums at your words, placing his hand on top of yours to kiss the palm of it, down to your wrist, before opening one eye slightly. There’s a faint smile on his lips when he glances at you, and once again you can’t believe that you get to wake up next to him every day–for the rest of your lives even, the golden wedding bands on your ring fingers being proof of that. In one swift motion Madara rolls onto his back and your body right with him, making you lie on top of him and muffling your small protests with a kiss on your lips. 

“Can we stay like this for a little while?”, he mumbles in your ear, big hands finding their way underneath your shirt to feel your soft skin, fingertips drawing small circles on your back. You reply with a small noise of agreement, your face nuzzled in the crook of your husband’s neck, enjoying his affection. Oh, how tempting it is to drift back into sleep… and after all, why not? You’ve found a home in these arms, the safest place on Earth. Madara kisses your forehead, loving this slow morning as much as you do. If you had your eyes open, you would see the smile curling up on his lips and the tenderness in his gaze as he looked down on your figure resting on top of him. 

“I could make us breakfast,” he mumbles after a while, lifting your chin with two fingers to kiss your lips again, “and maybe run us a bath afterwards? Been a while since I washed your hair for you.”

A heartbeat later there’s a rattling noise coming from the kitchen, as if someone dropped several plates all at once, followed by a quiet “oops” in a voice that sounds a little familiar… 

You prop yourself up on your elbows to look Madara in the eyes, one eyebrow raised in suspicion.

“You’re not just proposing that because there is–what I assume–a half-naked and hungover hokage in our kitchen, roaming around for something to eat?” 

Madara looks guilty as charged and gives you an expression that could be best described as puppy eyes, silently pleading for your mercy. You can’t help but laugh and place a kiss on his lips. It’s not like you were mad at him to begin with, you found it was actually very thoughtful of your husband to make sure his best friend didn’t get himself into any trouble and risk getting scolded by his stern brother once again. Plus it wasn’t the first time either, you were almost getting used to your snack stash getting raided by a certain someone…

“I’ll kick him out and then I’ll make us breakfast,” Madara corrects himself with a slight cough. “Our bathtub is too small for three anyway.” He laughs quietly when you smack him with a pillow, grabbing your wrists playfully to stop you from attacking him any further. Madara uses the chance to kiss you again, a little more intense this time until your shoulders slump down and you practically melt into his embrace again. Sneaky, witty Uchiha.

“Tell Hashirama that next time he steals my husband away, I’ll file an official complaint with the hokage office”, you tease once you watch Madara get up and leave the room, wearing nothing but a loose morning robe. He rolls his eyes at you slightly but his smile betrays him as he stops in the door frame to look at you, still in the sheets that smell so heavenly like him. He shakes his head and laughs quietly, heart so full of you, and then he’s stomping down the hallway towards the kitchen.

What was supposed to be a quiet morning somehow turned into a kitchen duel of two adult men challenging each other in who could beat eggs the fastest (Hashirama, but Madara cooked them faster thanks to his katon) with you as their judge, and an impromptu breakfast with even more unannounced visitors (Izuna and Tobirama coming to check up on their respective brothers after abandoning them last night at the gambling hall for good), filling your house with bickering and laughter. 

But you don’t mind. As long as you get to be his, mornings like these make your heart grow fonder, knowing you have a lifetime with each other ahead. It is right there, in front of you, this bright, blazing heart of his.

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[ayyyez]

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

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

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

CHARACTERS: Itachi Uchiha, Madara Uchiha, Tobirama Senju

ITACHI UCHIHA

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'I want you to touch me and ah—'

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

'I want you inside me.'

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

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

Itachi freezes against your stomach.

Your eyes snap open.

Opps~

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

'Yeah? You want a baby?'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MADARA UCHIHA

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Hey.' You say.

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

You playfully (gently) smack his cheek.

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

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

You pinch his cheek.

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

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

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

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

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

'What would you say to having a baby?'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You roll your eyes. 'Fine.'

TOBIRAMA SENJU

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He grunts but pushes back into your touch.

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

He shivers a little and you see his eyes close.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'But?'

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

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

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

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

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[yu-huuuu]

Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.

His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.

Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.

"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.

He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.

The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.

"Madara"

There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"

"Wake up"

He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"

"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"I... I don't understand"

"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"

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"Madara... I'm dead"

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"Please... wake up"

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"Wake up"

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Madara woke up from his dream.

Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.

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fluff and angst? yes please

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[vulpisnocturna]

could you write prompt 19 for madara, i read what you posted and i got blushing 🤒🤒🤒😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳, your writing is amazing 🤩🤩🤩🤩

Thank you so much! <3

Link to NSFW prompt list

19) Character finds out that Reader is a virgin and finds Reader's overwhelm to be a huge turn-on as they have sex for the first time

NSFW - Minors do not interact

Warnings: virgin reader, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, vaginal sex, corruption kink, praise kink, dirty talk, yandere-ish Madara, overstimulation

You were lost in his touch as your hands buried themselves in his long black hair, his tongue in your mouth, exploring and claiming, his hands everywhere on your body, branding you like his touch could light you on fire. You were underneath him on his bed, his mouth kissing on your jaw, his thigh between your legs offering you friction as you rutted against it, feeling high on pleasure. You weren’t really sure what to do, but it was instinct that guided you as you whimpered and rubbed your clit against his thigh. You were getting wetter and wetter, and Madara was not showing signs of speeding any of it up. You’d liked him for months from afar, and although you knew he was probably going to fuck you and then move on, you couldn’t help but want him to be your first. Though you weren’t sure you would get anyone like him again.

‘Let’s get this slutty little dress off you, shall we?’ he murmured against your ear, his hand sneaking under it to cup your ass and his mouth sucking on your neck. You moaned, trying to get his shirt off of him. He lifted himself up and took it off, revealing a toned body with muscular arms and slim hips. He towered over you both in height and muscles, almost looked like a god with his long black hair and toned, battle-weary body. He slipped your dress over your head, tossing it away and looking back at you. You squirmed under his gaze, primal fear and arousal gripping the pit of your stomach as his eyes turned glowing red.

‘You are a pretty little thing, aren’t you?’ he crooned, running his hands on your skin. You lifted your fingers to his face, mesmerised as you stared into those crimson eyes that seemed to hypnotise you, as you delicately felt the skin underneath them. He looked at you, stopping for a moment, seemingly filled with wonder and confusion at what you were doing.

Madara could tell you were not as experienced as he was. Or perhaps you were just a little nervous. But you were so sweet and pretty, delicate. One touch from him rougher than he meant, and it seemed as though you would break. And when he felt his sharingan activate, it was because of how beautiful you were, and how much he wanted you. He did not expect you to react so sweetly and innocently to it, as though you were entranced. As though he had put you in a genjutsu. Your small fingers were skimming over the skin of his cheekbones, tracing his temples, his eyelids.

‘You’re- so beautiful…’ you whispered, almost a confession to yourself. Madara blinked, feeling his chest tighten slightly at your words. You looked so… pure. So different from him, as if a touch from him could sully you.

‘How sweet you are, darling. I look forward to seeing if your screams sound just as sweet’ he said, playing off the odd feeling in his chest and turning it into hunger again. And oh, you were so responsive for him. Your eyes widened slightly, a pretty blush spreading across your cheeks as he cupped your breasts and kneaded them in his hands, smugness filling him as he felt your nipples stiffen against the fabric.

He lifted your back and unhooked your bra, flinging it out of the way and looking upon one of the features that he had been using to quieten his fantasies of you. How pretty they were, how sweet and lovely your little mewls sounded when he pinched your nipples and rolled them between his fingers, when his tongue flicked them and sucked them. You were squirming like a little brat, and Madara wanted to be rougher, wanted to fuck you into the mattress, wanted to ruin you. But he also wanted to savour you.

‘Have you any idea how haunting the thought of your pretty lips around my cock is? I think I should fuck your pretty mouth and see what a slut you become when you gag around it. Not so innocent then, mh?’ he crooned, a pang of jealousy at the though of your lips around other men’s cocks warming his gut. But you stopped breathing for a second, squirming again.

‘I- don’t know how to do it’ you whispered, your face red. Madara’s brow furrowed. You’d never sucked anyone else before? That was indeed good news. He didn’t want anyone else to know what it would feel like. But it was certainly odd.

‘Next time then, perhaps. Maybe I should just fuck this little cunt of yours right now’ he said, hoping to make you forget your embarrassment. But you blushed even more.

‘Madara- I… I‘ve never had sex before’ you murmured, biting your pretty bottom lip. Madara was in disbelief. No one had fucked you before? You were still a virgin?

‘What have you done?’ he asked, his voice getting a little softer. He didn’t want to scare you off.

‘I’ve- made out with people. A few times’ you admitted. The words clanged through this brain. You’d never been touched before. You were completely and utterly innocent. And he was the first. The first to see you like this. The first to touch you.

A groan rose from him, his cock twitching painfully in his trousers. Gods, that felt so fucking good. Naive, untouched, innocent. Just for him to ruin you, claim you, have you all to himself. His cock was straining against the fabric of his trousers, harder than he’d ever been. It was the best sensation ever.

‘I will show you. You don’t have to do anything’ he said, going back to taking good care of your pretty tits, leaving marks on them so you would remember him, so that your body showed the signs of his ownership. Because after tonight, you would be his. Oh, you didn’t know, but he would fuck you so well you would never look at another man. Never entertain the thought of letting them have what you were gifting him.

First, though, he had to make sure your little virgin cunt was ready to take his cock. You would be so tight, he could only imagine the pleasure he would feel at your cunt clamping around him.

So he lowered his head, massaging your thighs, his hand going to cup your dripping sex through your simple cotton underwear, his fingers deftly stroking you as he eyed you, his sharingan recording every little twitch and gasp and mewl that escaped you.

‘You are so wet for me already, kitten’ he practically purred, pulling your underwear down and licking the hollow of your hips.

‘Please…’ you moaned, and he smirked. Pleas were so easy on your tongue. You just didn’t know. You were so pliable and obedient for him, he might just grow used to hearing you beg so easily.

He dragged his tongue on your cunt, flicking your clit and moaning at your taste. You were so fucking sweet. The jolt you gave made him groan, and he sucked on your little clit, his fingers slowly pushing inside you. You were so fucking tight, he was struggling to get two fingers in. He slowed down, concentrating on your clit, making you even wetter, relaxing you, coaxing you with little circles around your clit and his tongue pushing along with his fingers until he got to the second knuckle and curled them. You moaned loudly, shamelessly, your hips jerking, your fingers tightening on his hair until he groaned, gripping your ass with his free hand and putting one of your thighs on his shoulder.

He blew cold air on your reddened clit, smirking as you moaned and thrashed, mouth open in a gasp, eyes scrunched up.

He scissored his fingers, stretching you out, grazing your clit with his teeth until you shuddered and tensed up, your clit throbbing with your first orgasm as you cried out his name. And oh did it sound like music to his ears.

He started pumping his fingers inside you, wanting you to cum again before he fucked you, wanting to feel your walls tighten even more around him. And you did. Oh, you were so responsive. He could just do anything to you.

He sucked his fingers clean, removing his clothes and looking at you, caressing your body as he lined himself between your legs.

‘Shh… it will hurt at first. But I will make you feel so good after that. You just have to bear it for a little while, and I will be gentle as you get used to it’ he reassured you, watching, entranced, as your cunt sucked the tip of his cock in, eager to have more. As he pushed the head in, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, a low moan pouring out of his lips.

‘So fucking tight. Your little cunt is just so fucking perfect’ he moaned, shushing you with a kiss as he pushed in a little more. It was almost painful for him as well, and he knew you would need some time to adjust, so he restrained himself from slamming inside you and fucking you with reckless abandon. There would be time for that. But for now, he had to be gentle. Had to make you want so much more.

‘Ahh- so big… Madara…’ you whined, your nails cutting into the skin of his shoulder blades, doing nothing but making him even more aroused.

‘Perfect little girl. Can you take a little more?’ he asked after a few seconds, and you nodded, hissing in pain as he pushed through the barrier he felt, feeling it release and break. Ahh. You were truly his now. He kissed and sucked on your neck to take your mind off the pain, and when you started grinding on him, he bottomed out and pushed back in, making you moan loudly. He started slowly, making you wish for more, making you gasp and whimper every time he rubbed against your g-spot, all the while talking to you, telling you how tight and wet you were, how well you took his cock.

‘Good girl. I’m going to ruin you. Going to make you a slut for my cock. You’ll take it rough in no time, you’ll see. I know you’ll love it. You’re such a sweet little thing’ he crooned, pushing your legs higher on his waist and starting to get a little rougher, a little deeper. You did not disappoint as you came around him, milking his cock and making him see stars with how tight you were. Madara chased his own high, toying with your clit and making you convulse from the many orgasms you’d already had before he allowed himself to ease the restraint he had on his own.

‘Are you going to cum again for me, little one?’

‘No more- please… it’s too much… I feel it everywhere’ you cried, and Madara laughed darkly, your overstimulation pleasing him to no end as he pressed on your lower stomach, almost feeling the outline of his cock going in and out of your cunt.

‘You feel me right here, kitten? Is it good? Are you going to be a good girl and cum again?’ he asked, pressing on it, making you moan and arch your back, tears spilling from your eyes.

‘Yeah- so good… gonna cum- please…’ you whined, and Madara decided to play nice that one time as he pounded against the spot that made you clamp around him and pulse with your orgasm that left you screaming. He was almost there, almost too much…

He pulled out as soon as his balls started to tighten, spilling his cum on your lovely tits, marking you as his own once again.

Soon enough, he thought, he would claim your cunt by coming inside you too.

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ naruto • madara uchiha.

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[kidsinsaturn]

Can I plz rq hcs for being married to both shisui and Madara? Like how would they be with their s/o, domestic vibes, etc?

uchiha bride

[🗼] yesss I love this idea!! I've been in the madara feelings lately hahah I wanted to post this yesterday but I ate way too many tamales I felt sick

characters: shisui uchiha; madara uchiha

genre: sfw

warnings: gn!reader; possessiveness; mentions of discrimination ?; mention of manipulation; stalking; obsessive traits

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-shisui husband of the year!! hellooo, this uchiha is just so sweet and mindful of you all the time

-your wedding was probably very traditional although very small. both shisui and you didn't want a lot of people there. he is a very private man after all

-if you are not uchiha, you must learn all to their customs and their culture, im sorry. shisui may disagree with some of his clan's ideals, but he still finds some of them very important and he loves them

-but of course he will also be very very open to learning more about your clan's traditions and if your clan has something special (like a kenkkei genkai or a physical feature), he wants to learn all the history behind it

-as we all know, the uchiha can be a bit hostile to foreigners, so if you were of another clan or even another village, shisui can even feel a bit pitiful that you have to go through all of this because of his dumb clan

-he assures you all the time that you are the perfect person for him, regardless of the loud, rude words that you can hear on your way to his house. which may lead to shisui and you moving to a house a bit secluded from the others, but still in the compound

-yeah im sorry but I sincerely do not see shisui dropping his duties as an uchiha and as a villager of konoha just for you. yes he loves you tons, but he always manages to divide equally his commitments. he will stay in the compound because he is an uchiha and has his own obligations in the clan

-even though it was a bit hard at the beginning because you were expecting different, shisui will not treat you any different. as a boyfriend, he was the best the version of himself, and now as a husband, he still is the best version of himself. he believes he shouldn't treat his spouse worse or better just because they are married. he always gave his 200% ok

-very domestic husband although he is out for work a lot. there are times he feels guilty for leaving you alone too much, but he is a provider okayyy he needs to work hard enough so you have everything

-which is why he will try to convince you to stay home if you are a shinobi. if he succeeds, he is deeply happy and relieved that you are safe now. but if you decide to keep your job as a ninja, he just lectures you to always be cautious and blah blah blah he is just worried okay? he doesn't want to lose his boo

-shisui will come with you to the gates of the village to bid you farewell with the longest, knee-dropping kiss. you only wish to end the mission soon so you can come back to have another one of his amazing kisses

-on canon universe, you only knew half of what was happening with the village and the clan. but on his final day, he made time to tell you everything, and just love you one last time oh no im not ok

-other uchiha and of course other villagers would respect you a lot of course. you are the spouse of sunshin no shisui hellooo. people will know of you immediately since shisui was quite the popular in the village. and ohh!! I am convinced many girls would be jealous of you because you took shisui first aughhh I wanna elaborate on this idea more haha

-madara is the most sensible and sentimental uchiha out there istg. he does not fall in love, and if he does, then i'ts over for the person, either they die or they both get married

-no but seriously, I don't want to get too much into this, but I deeply believe canon madara would not really get married because he is way too traumatized and obsessed with peace and war and dreams. so let's pretend this is another kind of au where madara is kind of normal and sane

-as much as you both wanted a small, quiet wedding, you just couldn't get it. madara is the clan leader and let's not forget he has the most booming, extrovert, and simple-minded best friends so of course it couldn't be a simple wedding

-hashirama wanted your wedding to be very special, and even though it was a bit too extravagant for your first ideas, it ended up being very cute and nice. madara is deeply in love with you, and from now on, you become his

-not that wasn't like that before. you were his everything the moment he realized his wanted you, and you were his from that second too. it's just that now he can say it out and wouldn't be called weird haha silly guy

-you gained the title of madara's spouse and by no means is that to take unseriously. all the uchiha clansmen respect you, at least in front of you. if you were from a different clan, you are to be judged there sorry. at least they are not dumb and do not say it out loud, but there are still whispers and well-masked judgmental faces every time you walked through the compound

-madara decides it is best for you two to live in the compound, and you can't really complain since he is clan head. however madara makes sure you are satisfied every day. always obtaining what you want thanks to the servants madara assigned you. and of course when he is home with you, he is very attentive to you

-you are never alone. if you're in your house and if madara is not there, there is always someone there with you, either the housekeeper or your servant. if you are out, there is someone there following your every step. when you realize this, you get mad at madara. he promises he will stop though he only reprimands the shinobi for being too noticeable and replaces him

-you get to know two faces of Madera. the one he shows everyone else, and the one he is with you. at first you are a bit taken aback by his sudden changes of demeanor and personality. he is firm, dominant, and stoic in front of others, even of his clansmen. his essence is dominant. but with you? he still is but a lot less lol

-he just can't help it at first, he says some things so bluntly that they even hurt. but he learns that you are no enemy, that you are his temple, he shouldn't be harsh to you. he ends up being very soft, you become his weakness, if you say something, he complies

-BUT the only thing he can't get rid of is his possessiveness, you are his, why do you need to go with someone else? you have him, is he not enough? do you want him to make some shadow clones so he is always your first choice? madara doesn't like seeing you with a lot of people; he has a mental list of the only people he is okay with, please respect his list

-he always needs to know what you do, where you will be going and what you will do. if you don't dare to spare any details, he will find out himself, though he will be hurt and disappointed

-and lets be reals guys... madara will at some point, manipulate you. either he doesn't like something you're doing or someone you are seeing, he will be very subtle with his words and just guide you toward a decision he wants you to make. he isn't stupid and tells you right there, no. he wants you to feel some sense of control of your actions when in reality, he is in charge of them

-he is a great husband though lol a bit insane but he deeply deeply loves you. he fears somethings happens to you and that's why he wants to control your life

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[mortyvongola2-0]

Sacrificed

Pairing: God!Madara Uchiha x Reader

Genre: Oneshot, filthy filthy smut

Word Count: 6.6k

Warnings: too many to count, afab!reader, rough sex, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, the Uchiha breeding kink, creampie, unprotected sex, aphrodisiacs, Madara has a big dick Uchiha, blindfolds, hands are tied, stomach bulge, mating press, overstimulation, some temperature play, strong language

A/N: This monstrosity has way too many tags, forgive me if I didn't tag every kink. Honestly this was only supposed to have like, two kinks or so, but uh obviously that did not happen and I'm not sorry about it. If this one does well enough I plan on writing a Sacrificed for each of the founders trio, and if I feel the inspiration after that I could add other Naruto characters as well so, let me know if that's something you'd be interested in.

A HUGE thank you to @therantingfangirl for helping me edit this oversized self indulgence! She's the best you guys, I love her and you should send some love her way! This wouldn't have been out as quickly, and would've had many more typos lol, if not for her. So tell her thank you for me~

edit 7/30/22: WE NOW HAVE ART!! A biiiig huge thank you to the amazing @skydaddy01 for their incredible art. They did a fanfuckingtastic job creating god!Madara's appearance, especially with so little to go off of because I'm bad at asking for things. Seriously, go check them out, especially if you like the art~

Without further ado, enjoy Sacrificed (Sun)

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Villagers scattered about, decorating homes and streets alike, preparing drums and costumes with jovial attitudes; the excitement was palpable. Most everyone looked forward to the Festival of the Sun, it was hard not to! The music, the ritual dancing, the offerings of food and wine to the gods as well as loved ones were certainly something to be excited about. The festivities themselves lasted for an entire week. It had to in order to entice him down from his place of rest. He was hard to excite, after all.

The Festival of the Sun is performed once a year before the cold season begins in order to plead with the sun god for protection from death during the upcoming frost. At the peak of the festivities, a living sacrifice is offered to the deity, but seldom does he come down. Most sacrifices come back without having even felt his presence, however throughout the history of the festival there were rare instances of his sacrifice being found dead at the end of the celebrations. The manner of death was always the same, burnt from the inside out. These instances came to be synonymous with having met him.

That fact made you, the sacrifice chosen for the upcoming celebrations, a bit nauseated. The idea of meeting the sun god made you nervous for many reasons; you were his devout follower, a young peasant chosen by the temple due to your dedication to your faith. At least, that’s what they told you when they notified you of your impending position. Your faith was well known in the village, you made the hike to his temple every two days without fail and prayed for hours in his sanctuary as well as volunteered to help clean the entirety of his temple.

His statues had always entranced you and you often wondered if that was what he really looked like. Was he really that tall and broad? Certainly awe inspiring if true. You’d run the soapy cloth along the carvings of his hair and close your eyes, guiltily pretending you were running your fingers through his majestic locks, it was so long, and the artist made it look so wild and untamed, giving his likeness a dangerous edge that made you bite your bottom lip. It would not be an exaggeration to say you were attracted to your god, or rather to the idea of him.

You had never met him or even heard his words as some priests had claimed to have heard. The high priest, the one who informed you of your role in the festivities, had said that your devotion moved the god and he had asked for you; that made you roll your eyes. As if the sun god himself would ask for you. The odd one, no family or friends, let alone a dating history, or anything of the sort that would catch the attention of anyone let alone such a powerful and incredible god. No matter, it would just mean another year without his appearance, though there is the possibility he’s so enraged by your presentation that he decides to burn you like the others.

He was not known for his mercy, after all. His lust for blood was legendary and his rivalry with the god of the forests still affects humanity despite their typically dormant state. Their battles have scored the earth and ruined oceans, much to the god of the sea’s displeasure. The temple texts state that the gods of forest and sun reawaken every century to continue their discourse. Were the previously killed sacrifices burned for his amusement or was he displeased with their appearance? Being burnt from the inside out at the hands of your beloved deity, was that your destined end?

As you contemplated your possible demise, the festival began. For the first three days your job was to stay in the temple. You were to pray all day, bathe in the ceremonial waters, and eat only the fruits provided. Each day the ceremonial drumming, which was performed as the sun began to set and would continue until sunrise, could be heard despite the temples stone walls. Their beat entrancing and familiar. It gave you something to look forward to as you prayed without response.

On the fourth day you weren’t allowed to eat anything, only drink a strangely viscus and milky liquid with no taste that left the core of your being feeling cold. The usual warm bath with citrus scents was replaced with the same cold and thick liquid you were forced to drink. Are they trying to give me a cold before they send me to my death? You thought as you shivered. The older priestesses were made to wash you, they rubbed the fluid into every part of your being. Maybe I’ll freeze before I’m burnt alive.

It was almost like a massage, the way the older women prepared you. The way they rubbed the fluid into the flesh of your breasts made you blush, and the blush only deepened when your sex was given the same amount of attention and pressure. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut. The feeling was a bit unusual. Heat began to swirl in your center, and it helped you fight off the cold for the rest of the bath.

When you were brought out of the bath rolls of white and red silk were draped around your body in odd patterns. The material itself felt wonderful but they tied the red pieces around your arms and neck, while the white silk they used to bind your chest and cover your mound. It was an odd feeling, only being partially dressed and your abdomen being bare made you flush in embarrassment. They tied your hair back in a braid that was as long as your hair would allow, and they twisted the same type of red silk around it. You were not allowed to look at your own appearance and one of the women led you out of the temple without so much as a word.

Once outside you began to shiver again and your bare feet gracing the soft grass only made you feel colder. The breeze made goose flesh begin to rise along your skin and you wrapped your arms around yourself to try and keep warm. Sounds of the villagers enjoying the festival gave you something to focus on. What would you be doing, if you were not here? Enjoying some wine perhaps, dancing around the oversized fire that was lit in your god’s honor? Mmm maybe even enjoying a full plate of roast boar, your stomach grumbled at the thought.

A group of priests, including the high priest, emerged from the temple and began to lead you further to the west of the temple. On that side there was a trail. Most everyone knew of the trail, but it was not to be used by anyone but the blessed. It led up to the highest peak in the valley and at the top stood a temple made specifically to hold the sun god’s presence when he graced the earth.

The high priest ushered you onto the trail and began to walk in front of you, the others following behind. The entire hike up felt very stiff and uncomfortable, it made you more nervous than you already were. The high priest stopped, as did you, right before the doors to the sacred temple. It was much grander, the walls made of marble instead of stone with gold gilded doors and carvings of suns in the luxurious columns. A strong wind practically blew through you, and you wondered if you’d ever feel warm again. A quick glance around at the people meant to guide you made your stomach twist in knots. They all had such grave expressions. You wondered what was next and began to try to convey your question with your eyes but they refused look at you. “Um,” you began. “Excuse-“

A loud shout rang out from the village, the signal to start the drums. Startled, you glanced at the sky and saw that the sun had begun to set. The high priest turned and walked until he was right in front of you. He began to press a large flask of what looked to be the same viscous liquid into your hands while a different priest came behind you and began to tie a red ribbon made of the same silk tightly around your eyes. The cool material caused your heart to beat as hard as the drums. “Drink this once the sun has fully set, there will be more inside, be sure to drink all of it throughout the next few days.”

Your breathing picked up. Someone, you weren’t sure who, began to tie your wrists together in front of you. “Do not attempt to look at him,” the high priest spoke again. “Do not try to touch him, only he can initiate contact. You may roam around the temple but do not leave it.” How did he expect you to roam without being able to see? “We will be back at the end of the festival to collect you, do as we say and as he says and you will survive,” he paused, “probably.”

You nodded nervously; you couldn’t see his face but could feel the sense of dread in the air. “Alright, let us begin.” Someone began to push you forward and you felt your bare feet touch the chilled marble, heard the large doors creak open, and felt the plush of a cushion as they sat you down on the floor. Once their touch left you, the sense of foreboding increased. When you heard the door slam shut you knew you were alone.

You could hear the high priest begin a prayer outside the door, though it was rather muffled, you pressed your fingers against each other, and you tried to calm your nerves by joining in on the prayer. “Allow your warmth to protect and guide me,” you muttered. After a moment’s hesitation you added, “and your cruelty to pass over me.” And altogether you ended the prayer with an ‘amen’ though yours felt a tad more strained.

Through the blindfold you could make out vague shapes thanks to the small amounts of light; but that was all you could see, and once the sun set you would essentially be blind. You stayed seated for a time and fiddled with the flask that you had been given. The wrappings around your wrists weren’t painful or too constricting but they did limit what you could do. How were you supposed to stay like this for four nights and three days? “Where even is the restroom?” You glanced around at the shapes that made up what you could see. “Do gods even use the restroom?”

After a few more minutes of fretting and shaking you decided to stand and try to figure out what was in the room. You placed your arms out in front of you. Your hands may have been bound but you were still able to grab a hold of things. The temperature of the temple was colder than the temperature outside, it was similar to the biting chill of the nights in the cold season. At this point you wondered if you were doomed to die from frostbite. The tips of your fingers scraped against the cold marble of the walls, and you continued to glide your hands along the carvings to guide you through the area. As your vision began to worsen you knew the sun was almost under the mountain.

Your fingers brushed against a metal decoration and you began to explore the piece to the best of your abilities. It felt like a throne, a large one, with a cushion made of the same type of silk that was draped around you. The size of the throne made it feel a bit more like a small loveseat, you couldn’t imagine it being too comfortable with all the surrounding metals. Beside the throne seemed to be a short table with a pitcher atop it. The pitcher was carved, and you could tell it was well crafted by running your fingers along the object. It felt much too light to be filled with anything, much to your chagrin. You had been hoping for a sip of real water.

While there was still a bit of sunlight left you decided to try to explore the center of the room a bit more. You walked cautiously from the throne to the middle of the area and saw a shadow that seemed to be a table or something similar. It was a bit tall to be a table and you placed your hands on it and felt that it was also made of a cold marble. There were no chairs around it and as your fingers brushed along the edges you felt that there were words engraved on it. You wondered if they were gilded with gold like the carvings on the outer columns had been. Slowly, you attempted to read what was engraved around the table. “A sacrifice of flesh and blood,” you muttered. “Well, that would be me.”

“Is that right?”

You flinched. That was not a voice you recognized. It was deep and alluring, with an inflection that sounded almost amused. The man’s voice had come from behind you, where you remembered the throne being. Cautiously, you turned toward where you thought the voice was coming from but immediately had to squeeze your eyes shut. All there was in that direction was a bright light, like the sun itself had come to rest in front of you. Wait, your breath caught in your throat. The sun itself?

“A-Are you perhaps-“

“Yes?”

You felt so hesitant. Your heart felt like it was going to pound out of your chest, the urge to drop down on your knees and bow was at the forefront of your mind. There was a warmth, an intense but welcome warmth, that began to move toward you. Your eyes were still closed tight; even behind the blindfold his brightness was too much. Like a warm breath it felt like his presence was closer, but you weren’t sure how close. Without much more thought, you gave into your urge and got down to your hands and knees with your head resting atop your extended arms on the floor. Even the floor felt warmer now than it had before his arrival. “My lord!”

“Hm, not quite as interesting as I was expecting.” He sounded so close, almost as if he was directly above you. “But not altogether unpleasant.”

Your skin began to tingle from the contrast in temperature. Hot and cold. Internally, you still felt like you were freezing but externally his presence had warmed everything to such a degree it felt like you might melt. Lightly, it felt like just the tips of his fingers, began to trial down your exposed spine, like he was counting vertebrae. Again, your bottom lip felt the sting of your teeth as your mind reeled at not only meeting but being touched by your god. The same god whose likeness you had thought of in some not so holy ways.

“Is it still too bright?”

“P-Pardon?”

“I understand that my presence tends to be overwhelming for human eyes, shall I dim myself?” He answered his own question, as the harsh biting against your eyelids seemed to lessen and instead of a sun his presence looked more like a group of brightly lit candles. It hurt still, but you were finally able to open your eyes. You wanted to look at him, wanted to take the blindfold off and gaze upon his glory but you kept your head down, afraid of the consequences of doing so. “Thank you for your consideration, my lord.”

“Still so polite,” his dry chuckle was like velvet in your ears. You shivered, but not from fear or temperature; you wanted to hear him speak more. The pleasing thought of having him order you around floated about in your mind. Warm, overly warm, fingers gripped your chin roughly and had you look up at the veiled view of his face. “I like how you’ve thought about me a lot better than the way you’re speaking to me now.”

Your heart hiccupped. Your thoughts of him!? You could feel the color drain from your face. All the unsavory thoughts you had about his image filtered through your mind at once. The few times you had touched yourself had also been to ideas of him. Would he kill you now for your blasphemous behavior? Was he aware of all of them? That rich chuckle continued to fill your ears, much more amused this time, and he turned your head from side to side as if in assessment of a product at the market. “Don’t be so nervous, child. You act like I’m going to burn you alive.”

You were pretty sure he might.

There were no details, but from his outline it seemed like the statue was rather accurate. His hair was long, spiked, and wild like the mane of a lion; his shoulders broad and perfectly set. He barely had a hold on your chin but the bits of his fingers you could feel felt strong, large, and overly warm. The high priest had told you not to look at him but maybe? Just a peek? “Can I remove the-“

“Do you want to go blind?”

“What?”

“Do you think you can stare directly at the sun without repercussions? You’ll go blind if you look at me with your naked eye.”

“Oh,” you pressed your lips together, your cheeks red with embarrassment. “Right, yes, that makes sense.”

“Eager to see your god, are we?”

You wanted to nod but refrained and he let go of your chin. “You haven’t finished the elixir yet.” He said it as a statement of fact and let out a sigh that sounded exasperated. The blood in your veins rushed at a dizzying pace and you felt panic begin to rise in your throat. Had you displeased him? Would he leave because of it? Anything but that.

“I hadn’t realized the time, please forgive-“ Wet warm lips pressed against yours midsentence. It was intense and hot, so very hot. One of his large hands grabbed the back of your head roughly, forcing you to tilt your head back and he tugged on the braid. The surprise made you flinch, and your mouth opened slightly, but it was enough for him. He began to force a liquid into your mouth from his. It was different from the others; it had a sweet taste to it that sat heavy in your center. The warmth of his lips felt like it might burn, but the cool of the liquid soothed it almost immediately. The contrast made you moan, and his tongue began to enter your mouth.

Your eyes squeezed shut and you began to feel turned on as his tongue caressed and pulled at your own. Were you allowed to kiss back? How was this supposed to work? Another noise escaped you as his tongue scraped against the roof of your mouth, slowly and with intent. You squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to calm down. He pulled away slowly, allowing his tongue to linger against yours in the space between you. The sun god chuckled once again, “That face is rather enticing.”

If only you could see what face it was. His touch left you and the warmth of his being began to dissipate. “Resting for so long can be quite boring,” he began, his voice sounded like it was back at the throne. When you opened your eyes you could see the light of his being further back, it seemed as if he was sitting on the golden décor. It almost looked like he was slouched, with one hand against the arm rest and his head on his fist, but that was just your assumption. You had no way of seeing the details of his form. “So, while we wait for the elixir to kick in, entertain me.”

Entertain? How? Should you ask? What if that angered him? He didn’t seem like the patient sort. You heard a sound similar to liquid filling a basin and saw him shift as it looked like he may be drinking. Your heart pounded in your ears in time with the beat of the drums that boom from below. Oh, was that it? At this point in the evening, for the festival, everyone would be dancing. Is that what he wanted? The dance was created for his worship, after all.

You stood on nervous legs, your hands still bound, and listened patiently to the beat. When you felt you had a good enough idea of the rhythm you began the dance. It was fast, continuously moving, with moves similar to dodging attacks in a spar. When the drum paused you twisted your spine and bent backward, almost hitting the sacrificial table behind you, and stretch your arms up behind your head to touch the cool marble. The stretch made you feel exposed. Your neck, abdomen, and legs were on full display. As the pause remained, so did your position. It was difficult, but the dance seemed to warm you up. You felt the flush travel across your body, and you began to feel rather thirsty. You resumed at the same time as the drums.

Everything seemed to disappear as the song continued. Your muscles began to loosen, your tension nonexistent, you completely forgot where you were or why you were even dancing in the first place. It was like you were hypnotized to follow the music. One foot out in front and the other behind, your hands pushed out in front almost like you were begging. Everything felt warm now, your breathing was labored from exertion. Much to your embarrassment, even your core felt a bit sticky. Your hair began to frame your face and you barely registered that the braid had come loose. “Keep dancing,” came his silken command. So, you did.

His approach was harder to feel this time, the difference in temperature not quite as stark, but when his hand caressed the side of your neck you gasped at the excess heat. “I didn’t say you could stop.”

Right, more dancing.

One of his hands remained at your neck, curling around it like a collar and restricting your movements. You couldn’t move away from him without feeling choked. His other hand slid down the length of your swaying curves, from the tops of your covered breasts to the dip of your hips where the white ribbon was tied. The heat was almost sweltering and the ache in your sex began to grow. He tugged and the silk around your waist began to slip away, creating static as it fell from your flesh.

You couldn’t help but stop, your senses now fully focused on your naked lower half. Without the cloth your arousal was even more obvious, its evidence sticking to your thighs. “I don’t like to repeat myself,” he growled so close to your ear. A shiver wracked your form, and you did your best to start moving again, but his hand inching toward your center made you lose your rhythm and your movements became awkward. His hot tongue began to lick a stripe along the red silk wrapped around your collar bone. His warm fingers began to stroke the plush flesh of your mound. A fresh wave of slick began to coat your labia.

“Mm,” you pressed your lips together. You felt like you were on fire. “My lord, please,” you whispered, not entirely sure what you were asking for.

“Tsk, you know my name. Say it.”

He was giving you permission to call him by name? His fingers trailed down and began to stroke the naked flesh of your sex. The amount of wetness made the sounds of his fingers vulgar as he moved them back and forth against the sensitive skin. Your head fell back, and you gasped, his warm fingers immediately zeroing in on your clit. The heat was overwhelming, adding extra stimulation to your already pulsing bud. Your core began to clench, and your hips reflexively bucked toward his hand. “Go on,” he chided. “Say the name of your god, tell him how badly you want him to finger you.”

Your vagina pulsed at the thought. Saying his real name was taboo in the temple, but he was giving you permission. It was impossible to think, his fingers sped up their assault. Only incoherent noises left your throat as your knees began to buckle. How were you this close already? The hand that was around your neck squeezed teasingly, cutting off your air flow temporarily, before moving down to support your lower back as your legs threatened to give out. Instinctively you reached out and tried to use his arm for support before immediately pulling your hands back. They burned, like you had touched a hot stove.

“Do not try to touch him, only he can initiate contact.” The high priest’s words rang out in your mind.

“Weren’t you warned pet?” His head leaned down to your burnt hands, his fingers not ceasing, and he licked along your palms as if to soothe them. The mixture of pain and pleasure only brought you closer to the edge and you began to buck your hips in earnest. Your pleasured noises began to grow into full moans as you approached your peak.

Quickly, without warning, he removed his fingers from your clit and unceremoniously thrust two inside of your entrance. It burned, the heat and the pain of the stretch, but it brought you over the edge anyway. He hadn’t even had to move his fingers and you were already clenching down on them. Tears welled in your eyes behind the blindfold, and you called out, “Ahh, Madara!”

“How cute,” he announced, his voice a note or two deeper, the arm that was supporting you was trembling. “So eager that you came just from having my fingers inside you?”

Madara began to move his fingers, slow and deliberate, making sure to scrape them against your walls and ensuring that pain accompanied the pleasure. He moved his mouth to your neck and tugged at the red ribbon, untying it with his teeth and exposing the rest of your body to his gaze. He began to scissor your entrance and you felt the tightness in your gut return. “Such a naughty human, touching yourself to the thought of your god. Did you think I wasn’t watching? Did you think I wouldn’t know?”

You felt like you were burning, and you heard the juices of your arousal splash against your skin. His thick fingers began to thrust quickly, and he brought his palm up to rub at your sensitive clit. A whine left your throat. He continued his verbal assault. “I watched you each and every time you called out to me with lust. I saw the way your greedy pussy swallowed one, then two, even three of your own fingers. But it was never enough, was it? You needed something else, needed these fingers to fill you.” He added a third finger and you had never felt so full. A cry of his name left your lips again and that rich chuckle of his vibrated through you. “Well how is it? Now that you have the real thing, is it satisfactory? Are you still feeling greedy?”

“It’s good,” you slurred in a drawn-out moan. His fingers began to push at your walls in opposing directions and you thought you might drool. “So so good.”

“Only good? Well, I guess I’ll have to try harder then.”

All three fingers curled at once and began to press on a specific part of your walls. Your breathing stopped, your body convulsed, your toes curled, and your vagina clenched like your life depended on it. His palm pressed hard against your abused bundle of nerves, and you came yet again. But this one was different, more intense, almost painful as it washed over every part of your being. You felt dizzy before you remembered to breathe. His hand kept moving but you were at your wits end. “Too much, ah,” you wanted to grab a hold of his arm but barely registered you would get burned again if you did. Your sex throbbed painfully. “Please lord Madara,” you pleaded. “It’s too much.”

The sun god removed his fingers slowly but made sure to keep supporting you. You watched as the vague light of his being seemed to lick a trail from his own palm down his arm and he moaned deeply as he followed the trail back up to his palm. He moved his hand away from his own mouth and brought his fingers to your lips. “Suck,” he commanded.

Your tongue poked out of your mouth shyly and you wrapped it around the three fingers hesitantly. A grunt left your throat as you tasted yourself on his digits. He shoved the three of them into your mouth, not willing to give you the chance to continue to do as you pleased. Obediently, you sucked. The heat from his fingers almost felt like they would burn your mouth too. Again, you wondered what he looked like in full detail. You gently scraped your teeth against the three digits. “Good pet,” he muttered and pressed the pads of his fingers down on your tongue. “Now, lay down on that table. I’m going to take my sacrifice.”

Madara removed his fingers and let go of you entirely. You stumbled, almost fell to your knees again as your support disappeared. Thanks to the light of his being you were able to see the shadows that made up the cold marble of said sacrificial table. As much as you tried to make your crawl a top it look sexy, you fumbled a few times. It was rather high, making it difficult to crawl onto, but your inability to be graceful didn’t seem to deter him as he was atop you the moment you fully laid down.

The sun god’s scorching lips graced yours once more and this time you tried to meet his tongue stroke for stroke. His impossibly warm palms enveloped your breasts and began to mold them to his liking, almost as if he was trying to change their shape to his hands. For the first time you felt his entire body as it pressed against you. His muscles were firm as they met your squishy flesh and the hardness of his arousal rubbed against your belly in interest. It leaked with precum and the thought of that being your doing gave you butterflies. Slowly he pulled away, he seemed to sit up for a second as you heard the sounds of a glass bottle opening. His own breathing sounded labored, but it paused as he began to gulp down whatever he had opened.

When he was seemingly satisfied, he pressed his lips to yours again, and much like the first kiss, forced the liquid down your throat. Some of it dribbled down the side of your mouth, being too much to swallow all at once, but it didn’t seem to bother him as he continued to aggressively explore your mouth. What surprised you was when he began to pour out the chilled liquid onto your overheated sex. Your back arched, the contrast in temperatures a shock to your system.

He threw the glass bottle away and it broke against the flooring with a loud crash. His thick fingers began to coat themselves in the fluid and started to scoop it into you. You groaned into his mouth. Madara kept pushing it in, forcing it as deep inside of you as his fingers would allow. It felt odd, his hands and your body heat slowly warmed the liquid as he pushed it inside. The god pulled away from the kiss with a loud breath. “No more games,” he announced and pulled his fingers away.

The sound of his slick fingers against his own flesh made you shiver. You wished you could see it, him fisting himself atop you. What a gorgeous sight that would be, it was almost worth the risk of going blind. Almost. He lined himself up with your entrance, one hand holding your tied wrists above your head and the other holding him in place. His tip felt large as it twitched impatiently against your hole. Anticipation made you hold your breath.

“I’m going to ruin you.”

He thrust in and your jaw dropped. Big, he was so big. You felt overstuffed, like there were six of his large fingers shoved inside. Madara pushed forward more, your walls spasming around the intrusion. He was too big; it was too much. You felt like you were going to break, like he’d split you in half. More of his shaft entered you and he groaned, his guiding hand now reaching up to grip your hip and push you further onto him. It felt like he had knocked the wind out of you as the tip of his penis hit your cervix. Surely that was it, he couldn’t go any further. “Pretty little thing, so fucked out already and I’ve barely even started,” he chuckled, his words strained. He brought the hand that was holding your wrists down to wipe your chin of drool that you hadn’t even realized was there. “You’re so wet,” he grunted and pulled his hips back before snapping them forward quickly. You grunted, the drag of his dick the best thing you had ever felt. “Behave and I might just reward you.”

He began to thrust in earnest, the mushroom head hitting against your cervix with each thrust in, like it was trying to bury itself deeper inside of you. Your back bowed and he forced your hips to meet his. You brought your hands up and began to grip at the edge of the marble table. Your white-knuckled grip the only thing keeping you grounded. He brought his unoccupied hand down to your left breast and began to thumb the nipple in time with his thrusts. The shlick shlick shlick sound of each drag against your insides made your toes curl once again. You felt the heavy weight of his balls hit against your perineum and the slick that was pushed out with every thrust leaked down onto the stone beneath.

The sun god was more vocal than you had expected, grunting with effort, and groaning when you clenched particularly hard around him. You licked your lips, your mouth felt dry from hanging open for so long. Your guts began to twist in knots again and you knew you would cum soon. In a rush of bravery, you brought your legs up and attempted to wrap them around his waist. Immediately, your flesh began to burn, and you set them back down. “What did I tell you?” He sounded strained and he moved his second hand to your other hip. “Behave.”

“I can’t-“ you cut yourself off with a moan, his shaft scraping just right against your g-spot and causing your climax to begin again. He hissed and you felt his hair tickle your stomach as he leaned forward and his grip on your hips tightened. You hoped he’d leave bruises.

“Fuck,” he sounded depraved, and you bit your bottom lip hard. His hips continued to push into you. “Your walls are trying so hard to milk me, is that what you want? Hm? You want me to breed you?”

“Uhn,” you couldn’t help but nod vigorously. Your mind so warped with pleasure that you’d do anything he asked. “Oh, Madara,” you groaned and bucked your hips against his grip.

“You want to carry my bastard,” his voice thick with arousal. His large hands pulled you further down on the table and he put both of your legs up around his shoulders. “Everyone will know it’s mine. They’ll all see your rounded belly and know that it’s the seed of their god growing inside of you.”

The new angle was intense, he bore heavily down onto your cervix with every thrust. He pushed your legs forward, putting them up by your shoulders, almost folding you in half, and pushed into your womb. You screamed. It was too much, an intense mix of pain and pleasure that had your nerves confused. “Feel me reach the deepest parts of you,” he grunted. Madara grabbed your tied wrists and brought your hand down to your folded stomach. He made your hands press against your lower belly where you felt the outline of him inside of you. The extra pressure added more feeling and you whined. “I’m going to fill that pretty little womb of yours.”

His thrusts quickened, becoming bruising and focused. You kept your hand where he placed it and felt his bulge as it moved in and out of you. Your head moved back and through your lust filled haze you noticed that the edges of the blindfold had loosened. If you moved a bit more maybe it would come off? Madara moved one of his hands inward and began to stroke at your clit quickly. His pace becoming uneven as his breathing sped up. “You were fucking made for this,” he groaned out. “Made to take me, to be folded in half and fucked stupid.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you cried out and moved your head to the side. The silk slipped off of your eyes and you kept them closed as you tried to ignore the need to look at him. He felt so good, so brutal. Your clit throbbed and your core clenched for the fourth time. This was it, the most intense orgasm you’d have possibly ever. You wanted to look at him, to gaze upon his glorious face as you came undone. “Madara, please,” you began, your voice keening at the end. “Look at me.”

You opened your eyes just in time to see him look into yours. He was gorgeous, his dark hair wild and strung about him in a halo of black, his naked flesh flushed pink with exertion, his eyes so dark they looked like they would swallow you whole. His muscles rippled as he fucked you open, the lines under his eyes crinkling as his lips tightened in a smirk. Madara whispered your name and gave one more strong thrust before you squeezed your eyes tight in ecstasy. “Such a bad girl,” he taunted.

This orgasm was unlike any other before, your entire being felt tingly and a different kind of pressure built in your sex. When that pressure released a large burst of clear liquid gushed from you and your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Your legs shook, your walls trembled, and you barely heard Madara’s own grunt of release as he poured his molten semen into your womb. Your everything trembled and you felt like you might melt into the table below you. Your vision went from white to black and you felt your consciousness begin to fade.

“You may rest for now,” his voice sounded so distant in your mind. “We’ll resume shortly.”

When you woke next, you felt so disoriented. Your eyes were open, but everything was hazy, you felt like you were sitting on something hard but comfortable and you lifted your head to try and see where you were. “It took you long enough, pet,” came Madara’s silky voice from behind you. His chest pressed to your back and his arms pressed you further against him. “We still have three more nights of fun to get to.”

A/N: Again, this amazing art contribution was made by the one and only @skydaddy01 please go check them out and send them a huge thank you from me! Madara looks incredible, doesn't he? Uhg I can't stop looking at this art.

Part Two

Hashirama||Tobirama

Season 2

#mortyvongola2 fanfic #mortyvongola2 0 fic #madara uchiha smut #madara smut #naruto series #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #madara x y/n #madara x you #madara uchiha x reader #madara x reader #gods and mortals au #tribute to the gods au #mortyvongola2-0 sacrificed series

[madarasgirl]

I love your blog about madara 😭♥️, you could write about madara being a dad🧑‍🍼 i love imagining him being a dad😭🤰♥️

Thank you for the kind words! I love thinking about Madara as a dad too! He is so husband and dad-shaped. That’s why I waited so long to answer this ask, even though it’s one of my first ones! Because I love this ask and wanted to do it justice. I can only see Madara as a father in an AU where Konoha is actually democratic and fair towards the Uchiha. Since you didn’t specify what stage of life the child is in, I’m gonna write about how Madara might be throughout his child’s life. Warning: fluff ahead!

During pregnancy- Madara is going to be extremely protective and gentle with you. If you ever thought he was overboard before you were pregnant, he’s just extra now when you’re more vulnerable than ever. Even if he knows you’re a capable shinobi (or civilian), he won’t let any risk come to you and wants you to have the most relaxing pregnancy ever. He doesn’t even let you step on a chair to reach the higher cabinets! Sheesh. He’ll rub your swollen feet and take on more chores. When you worry about the possibility of your baby not developing into a model shinobi as expected of an Uchiha child, he scoffs at you. “We will love and raise our child no matter what. Do you think we burn our children just because they aren’t strong ninja?” He hates the idea of children as mere fodder or pawns in war. This is his precious baby for goodness sake!

Madara will often be by your side, to protect you, but also to spend time with you. He wants nothing more than for you to be happy and feel how much he loves you and the baby during these precious months. There is no way Madara will ever let you feel self-conscious about your appearance. To him, you’re more beautiful than ever (not only because he has a breeding kink, people. He actually finds your pregnant body stunning). He builds the baby’s crib and nursery with his own hands during this time.

Newborn- Madara is crazy protective. His baby is so tiny, fragile, and perfect. He’s terrified of hurting the newborn at first, but gets the hang of handling his baby very quickly. Madara is overjoyed from the birth of the Uchiha and proud of you for gifting him the greatest blessing of his life. Too much had gone wrong in his life and having both his child and wife emerge from the birth healthy seems unreal to him. He’s kind of obsessed with staring at his child and soaking in the cute baby sounds they make. He silently vows to do good by the child and protect them no matter what. You may think this traditional man might leave a lot of the child-rearing to the mom, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Madara is very involved with the care of the baby. It’s not like his desire for you to feel happy, loved, and cared for faltered since the birth. Of course he’ll help, especially knowing how tired you can be. He has to admit a newborn’s care requirements are quite demanding, and even more daunting than many missions.

Toddler- At this tender innocent age, when the child is more interactive, but still dependent on their parents, Madara melts with his child. We know Madara loves children, but also that they’re usually terrified of him. For one to not only be unafraid of him, but seek his company and even touch him? It’s enough to make him soft in the head.

Madara is protective (see a theme?) because he knows his young child has no means of defending themselves. It hurts, but he knows the shinobi world is harsh and strength is the only way for anyone to survive. He begins teaching his child basic skills like walking on water, perhaps through games. No techniques to fight yet. He wants to spare his child the harsh training he and his brothers endured from a horribly young age for even a few more years.

His child’s babbling speech is so endearing, but he isn’t the type to baby-talk. You make fun of him for talking like an old man to the child, but it’s what Madara does. Madara lets his child climb all over him, curl up in his lap, and reads to them while they play with his hair. He isn’t even upset when they yank. He just sits there to soak up the childish chattering and laughter. Expect this child to have exceptionally sophisticated speech patterns in the future!

Childhood- It’s time for proper ninja training. Madara will begin the long journey of passing everything he knows about battle onto his progeny. He’s a fair, but firm teacher and he isn’t cruel in his lessons. Battle tactics, basic jutsu, taijutsu, and weapon handling are in the books. His child is still very young and may not understand limits. Children can be harsh to each other and it’s Madara, a clan head who doesn’t enjoy beating up on the weak, who teaches his child compassion and the responsibility the strong have to protect those who depend on them. It’s a loving household they grow up in. Raised by you and Madara, the child grows into a strong, empathetic individual. Madara will feel like a failure if his child develops the Sharingan at any point in their life, even if he knew it was likely to happen.

Teenager- God help Madara and his kid. He raised them to be strong individuals, never expecting it to come back and bite him in the ass. They talk back using the same logic and sharp Uchiha roasts he instilled into them. It’s during these years his teenager pushes his boundaries to see how far they can go and they gain some independence through ninja missions, so Madara can’t keep as close an eye as he wants. He makes sure there are responsible adults watching over his child on missions, even if he can’t be there himself. He always worries about his child when they’re outside of the village, though he knows they are very powerful for their age.

Like other teens, his delinquent child can be dismissive of risk and hot-headed. It’s likely his child runs into a few of Madara’s many enemies at some point who try to leverage them against him. Regardless, Daddy probably showed up to save the day a few times when his child made reckless battle choices or bad decisions to rebel against his rules, decisions that could have costed them their life. Daddy Madara then dragged his child home to talk (and sometimes smack) some sense into them. He may be angry, but Madara was honestly scared stiff about losing his child.

If he has a daughter and she begins showing signs of interest in boys, Madara will seriously consider murder. Forget about the responsibility of protecting those who are weaker. “She will never date anyone,” he concluded, chakra flaring dangerously with distaste at the thought of any dirty boy who dared touch his baby girl.

Adulthood- Madara will remain a steadfast pillar of support and wisdom throughout his child’s life. He will always be the model his child looks up to. Madara is pretty easygoing, and would love nothing more than to spend carefree time together doing anything with you and your adult child. He cherishes every moment, knowing that shinobi can die at any time and it’s almost a miracle that his small family has survived until adulthood.

He will always love and support his baby. It doesn’t matter what painful situations and decisions being a shinobi will force his child into making, Madara will love them unconditionally no matter what, even if they ever end up on different sides of a conflict. That is what being family means.

#madara headcanons #uchiha madara #madara x you #madara #madara fluff #madara x reader #uchiha clan #madara uchiha #answered ask

[actuallysaiyan]

Hey, I notice that your request box is open, mind if I requested a family hcs with Madara, Indra and Izuna?

warnings: mentions of breeding, slight suggestive content, mentions of trauma word count: 0.8k pairings: Indra Otsutsuki x Fem!Reader, Madara Uchiha x Fem!Reader, Izuna x Fem!Reader

Indra

Indra doesn’t realize that he wants to be with you at first. You’re too soft, too sweet. But then he begins to spend more time with you.

The more time he spends with you, the more he falls in love. It takes very little time after that for him to claim you as his and to get you pregnant. He is the first in the Uchiha family to have the blessed(cursed) breeding kink.

While you’re pregnant, he is very overprotective. Stays with you almost all day and all night. He won’t let most people around you. Just the midwives and the doctors.

Once your first child is born, Indra becomes hellbent on making sure the child has a good life. He will raise them so well and be soft and gentle with them.

Seeing you with his baby just makes him even more turned on. He wants to breed you even more, but he understands he needs to give you time to recover.

You’ll be pregnant a lot when you’re with Indra. He takes good care of you and the kids. He won’t make anyone feel left out. But he will possibly favor his first born at times, and they have a very special bond.

The children love to train with him, and even if he can be harsh at times, he does what he can to show them tenderness and affection. His curse of love runs deep within each and everyone of them, even affecting you as well. All in all, Indra is a decent family man.

Madara

Madara is very protective of you. He falls for you so deeply, and he doesn’t intend on sharing you with anyone. Hashirama is the one who officiates your marriage. Then you’re blessed with becoming an Uchiha.

While on your honeymoon, Madara gets you pregnant. He’s so happy and over the moon. He will keep you safe the entire time, not allowing too much excitement nor will you have too many people bothering you.

The Uchiha family will grow immensely with him as the clan head and you as his wife. You will have many children together. He can’t help himself, he finds you so beautiful when you’re pregnant and motherly.

Your children cling to you a lot, as they are a bit afraid of their strong and gruff father. Still, he softens up quite a bit when they spend time with him. And they love their uncle Izuna and uncle Hashirama.

Madara finds himself growing a little too soft at times when his children are begging to play with them. He wants to give them the childhood he never got to experience. But that trauma can sometimes get the best of him.

They all train to become shinobi, but not because they need to fight, but because they want to be shinobi just like him. Madara is very proud of each and every one of them. He’ll give them tips to improve.

Your clan grows more and more, leaving you to have a very happy life with Madara. And the two of you are able to grow old together and just enjoy your lives with your children thriving and becoming the next generation of shinobi.

Izuna

Izuna is shy at first. After surviving the attack from Tobirama, he doesn’t even consider himself worthy of love. He spends his time boozing and whoring around. Then he meets you and his heart only beats for you.

It takes him a long time to realize that he’s allowed to fall in love. When the time comes for you two to get married, his brother is the first person he tells. Madara gives you both his blessings.

Izuna becomes insanely obsessed with breeding you. The Uchiha breeding kink hits him harder than his brother. He is a man on a mission, and you barely remember much from your honeymoon except the color of the bedsheets.

When you return home, you’re already pregnant. And as you continue going through the pregnancy, Izuna becomes insanely protective over you. He’s not letting you out of his sight. He keeps a tight hold on you.

Izuna cries the moment he gets to hold his firstborn. And this is something that continues with each child afterwards. You help the Uchiha clan grow so much, as Izuna pretty much keeps you pregnant.

He’s good with the kids. Having a family has really opened his eyes and made him see how much he’s happier to have been given a second chance at life. They all love their father so much and cling to him.

Izuna enjoys being able to grow old with you by his side and to have all these amazing kids. He knows that no matter what they decide to be when they grow up, he’ll always be there to back them up and support them.

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[pink-and-pearls]

Would love to see Madara with a pregnant wife or newborn baby girl. I think he would be the most PROTECTIVE papa! Please and thank you!!!

I absolutely love this😭, this is so wholesome!💕 I really hope you'll like it!

Madara x pregnant wife! ( + him being a dad of a baby girl)

Description: Headcanon of how Madara would treat his pregnant wife and his newborn daughter.

A/N: English isn't my first language, please be indulgent with me. Enjoy!

(D/n = daughter name)

You and your dear husband, Madara, have been trying to become parents for a while now. You two were both devoted to one another and eager to indulge in parenthood. You remember feeling a little nauseous one morning but didn't give it much thought. When your loving spouse checked on you, he was grinning wildly. When you asked him, "Why are you smiling?" he gave you a kiss on the forehead and answered, "Nothing beautiful; I'll get a doctor to make sure you're alright."

The doctor came to check on you and once he had completed his procedures, he said: "Mrs. Uchiha...you are with child," as he turned to face you. Your eyes widened as you came to understand, tears of joy formed at the corner of your eyes. Soon after, you sprinted into your husband's arms and hugged him. He was unable to contain his happiness, spinning you around you both laughed, lovingly he looked at you before capturing your lips in a deep kiss.

Madara had taken extra steps to put you at ease ever since it was revealed that you were pregnant. He doesn't allow you to perform any chores or let anything upset you. He wants to ensure that you don't have any additional sources of stress, and he takes care of the majority of things. He even decided to hire more maids to make sure everything was taken care of. Your dear lover wants you to put yourself first and look after yourself since he knows that pregnancy isn't easy. Even though his profession is incredibly demanding, he tries to spend as much time as possible since he sincerely wants to be by your side during this journey.

The idea of being a parent and watching you, his beloved wife, become a mother, excites him greatly. You were kind, soft yet determined and strong-willed and he's not afraid to remind you that you'd be a great mother, saying things like "You'd be a wonderful mother, love," while he cuddled you. Each night, you'd spend hours and hours thinking about names and imagining what your baby would look like.

"I hope they're going to have beautiful soulful dark eyes and majestic hair just like their father," you said caressing Madara's face.

"And I hope they'll have a bright smile that enlightens every room just like their mother" he whispered before planting kisses on your belly.

Each morning, he whispers in his baritone voice words like, "Good morning, little one. I can't wait to hold you in my arms. You promise not to bother your mother too much? Hm?"

He has observed how your tummy slowly grew in size, how the hormones made you act particulary sensitive and how you had developed strange cravings, but he never once voiced any discontent. In fact, you barely finish a request and he's already on it. He wants you to live like a true queen and he will always treat you like one.

He's deeply enamoured with you, he can't even take his eyes off you. His heart starts racing every time he lays his eyes on you. To him, you are stunning, and the image of you carrying his child is simply mesmerizing.

He often thought about how dull he's life would be without you, and how lost and empty he'd feel, which is why even though it's complicated for him to voice his feelings and his adoration for you, he'd try just for you and you only...

The day your water broke, you were extremely panicked, but your husband was by your side. You were yelling and shouting his name from the immense pain, Madara gritted his teeth, he hated to see you in such pain. He hired the best medical professionals, he tried to maintain his composure during labor. He held your hand and kissed your forehead and whispered encouraging words: "Dear you can do it, I believe in you, I'm right here, love."

After several hours of pushing, you both received the good news that you were the parents of a healthy little baby girl.

"I'm so proud of you darling," he said before kissing you. They put your tiny newborn daughter in your arms, and you held her while you listened to her tiny cries, which soon ceased. You grinned, your daughter was so tiny and so beautiful. She's the product of a union between two passionate lover. You turned to face your husband, only to see his widened and curious eyes, "Honey, here, hold her," you said. He was a little concerned, she appeared fragile he feared that a man like him would be too brusque.

Madara gently held her in his arms as he stared at her with calm eyes "What a beautiful angel", he thought. He gazed at her intently, attempting to contain the emotions that were beginning to overwhelm him as he paid meticulous attention to each and every one of her features. He, Madara Uchiha, God of war, was finaly a father. He gave his newborn daughter a tender kiss on each cheek which made the baby smile a little at the warmth and snuggle up against him. His heart skipped a beat, immediately he felt a strong sense of protectiveness and he whispered in her ears, "I swear to protect you for the rest of my life, my little princess."

Madara is incredibly dedicated to making his daughter live a beautiful life. After all, he has always wanted kids to live a life free from conflicts and tensions and he doesn't want his daughter to live a childhood like his. He saw his daughter's birth as a second chance to accomplish his ultimate ambition, peace and her smile is definitely a prize he cherishes deeply reminding him that there was still hope.

Madara enjoys spoiling his daughter with his attention and treats her like a true princess. He also buys her the finest clothing, shoes, and even toys. He's very careful about who approaches his daughter, he let very few people to get close to her. Aware that people know about the birth his daughter and he absolutely despise the idea of anyone wanting to hurt her in anyway.

What's most important to him is that he genuinely wants to develop a bond with his kid; he wants the best for her and will support and encourage her. He wants to be present in her life and be there for her.

Although Madara is a very stern and strict man, as soon as he sees his daughter, he finds it impossible to maintain that demeanour. She radiates a angelic, soft atmosphere. He doesn't even notice how his smile appears around her.

In truth, Madara is a very loving and protective father and his paternal love is incomparable. You feel incredibly blessed by his unending devotion to his small family. You can already picture how exciting having a daughter is. You can't wait to witness how your wonderful husband, Madara, will be as a father throughout the years. You occasionally remind him of how appreciative you are of his protectiveness, but you also encourage him not to be overly protective since you want your daughter to live her life. You giggle as you imagine the day your daughter will start dating and how Madara will absolutely freak out; your life is truly beautiful and you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

"After so much time alone, imprisoned in darkness...the sun is finally out, my dear y/n, my little d/n, I won't forgive myself if anything were to happen." he thought watching you sing to the little baby, putting her to sleep.

Madara knows deeply in himself that if there's anyone that truly loves him for who he is, it's you and his daughter.

"I wouldn't want this to ever strip away from me, no I can't lose this...

This warmth," eyes closed, he listened to you sing the last words of the lullaby.

#Madara #uchiha clan #Uchiha #madara uchiha #love #madara x y/n #madara x reader #madara x oc #madara x you #fanfic #naruto

[yu-huuuu]

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥;; 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦

[ 🌸 ] uchiha version

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

genre: fluff

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

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itachi uchiha

* oh boy

* itachi is a genius

*He really is

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

* Especially these days

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hmm?, what are you doing Itachi?"

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

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

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obito uchiha

*huh?

* Day of the month?

* Is today??

* Poor of you ;(

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

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

* Innocent boy, please guide him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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madara uchiha

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you sure that blanket is okay?"

"Yes, Madara they are comfortable"

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

"Madara just hug me"

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sasuke uchiha

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

* "My belly hurts a lot..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know."

"Tampons won't hurt me."

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

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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

#naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto headcanons #naruto scenarios #itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi x you #itachi x reader #itachi x y/n #itachi headcanons #itachi uchiha headcanons #obito #obito uchiha #obito x you #obito x reader #obito headcanons #obito uchiha headcanons #madara #madara uchiha #madara x you #madara x reader #madara x y/n #madara headcanons #madara uchiha headcanon #sasuke #sasuke uchiha #sasuke x you #sasuke x reader #shisui x reader #shisui uchiha

[vulpisnocturna]

Hey, El, dear! How are you?

If it's ok for you, can I have Madara's NSFW alphabet? To maintain my unhealthy levels of obsession over him

I'll totally understand if it's too much 💖

Hey my lovely, totally fine! It just took me a while, but here it is!

NSFW - MDNI

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Madara can be pretty rough when he has a session with you, and aftercare can be super important, but sometimes he tends to forget that not everyone has his energy, endurance or strength. What’s more, if he doesn’t trust you that much, he will be skittish and unnerved by the idea of showing his vulnerability and his caring side to you. If, however, you have been in a committed relationship with him for a long time, he will definitely give you a massage to soothe your muscles and maybe a warm bath. Cuddles will ensue if you initiate them. Madara will blush as though he didn’t just fuck your brains out twenty minutes earlier.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Madara loves his hair. It’s a guilty pleasure of his to feel your fingers running through it, and though it looks quite untamed and a bit like a bird’s nest, he is very proud of it because of its length, volume and the way it flows dramatically in the wind. In a partner, Madara is quite the thigh enjoyer. He loves squeezing them, laying his head on them, biting them and leaving love bites on them. They are comforting and quite sensual. For this reason, he is also quite fond of thigh highs and any outfit that lets him catch a glimpse of them. Also very fond of being squished by a pair of thighs.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Madara loves cumming inside you. Because he’s an Uchiha, mainly, and breeding kinks, but also because it makes him feel as though you truly belong to him. It’s as though he is marking you, corrupting you, in a way.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He sometimes likes soft, tender, slow sex. Most people wouldn’t be ashamed of such a thing, but for a man who has built up a reputation as a heartless warrior, he thinks it will make him look weak and easily exploitable.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Madara definitely knows what he’s doing. He’s been around a long while, and as someone who never really settled down, he probably had his little escapades from time to time. He likes sex, he likes getting physical with people, and he has to prove that he’s the best at everything he does. He can’t afford to look like a floundering teen when confronted with a naked body.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves doggy style. He really likes the visuals, the arched back and your ass presented to him, as well as pulling your hair as he slams into you. Madara is a rough lover most of the time, and quite a dominant one too, and he likes the feeling of control it gives him. Props if your arms are tied behind your back and your face is pressed against the mattress.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Madara likes to be taken seriously when he beds you. However, he’s been known to crack one or two mordant quips from time to time, and they’re not the most… tactful. If you can take it as part of a degradation kink, more power to you. If not, it can kill the mood a little.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet does match the drapes, but he keeps it neatly trimmed. He likes looking his best and giving out the impression he’s so well put together and definitely doesn’t have any problems, and his appearance plays a huge role into that.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He can be romantic with an established partner from time to time, but sex feels more like a battle for power to him than it does a declaration of love, which would be much more domestic in his case than sexual. Sex is where he can let go and showcase his physicality and prowess, and he likes a partner that can play that game with him and let him have control in the bedroom.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He is a pretty physical person, and sometimes, he needs to release the tension that builds up inside him. He masturbates pretty often, and his imagination is quite vivid. He also takes to creating genjutsu where he can elevate his sensory experiences by creating an illusion of you joining him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

The breeding kink is pretty much a given. He loves the idea of putting a child in you just as much as he loves the idea of tying you down to him so you can never leave him (abandonment issues much?).

Dom/sub is also a big one. He loves the feeling of power and of someone trusting him to control their pleasure. It gives him a thrill to have someone submit to him. He’s also big on begging.

Humiliation kink is equally hot to Madara. He likes talking dirty to his partner, he likes calling them names, it makes it sound more taboo and that much hotter to him.

Edging because he’s a little bastard who likes to tease. Punishment and lessons are often in his bedroom vocabulary, and one of his favourites is edging because of how desperate you get to have release. The sight of you squirming and begging really turns him on, and so does the knowledge that your orgasm, when he finally allows you to climax, will be that much more intense.

Corruption kink is another kink of his. He enjoys the thought of tarnishing something pure and moulding it into his image.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He’s a pretty traditional guy in that way. He likes to keep things private, and fuck in the bedroom, or anywhere in the house, really. Sometimes he gets the occasional urge to show off and be an exhibitionist, but not in a way that would allow anyone to actually see your naked body. For example, he’d fuck you against the window of a tall building, or make you scream loud enough the whole neighbourhood knows just how good he is.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Lingerie, playful teasing, strong individuals that are not intimidated by him are all things that turn Madara on. He enjoys a challenge, and what’s better than making a powerful, feisty individual submit to him and give him control in bed?

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Madara is not big on sharing at all. Threesomes are a no go, and neither is watching porn together or voyeurism. He can do everything by himself, he doesn’t need anyone’s help.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He likes giving, just to make you squirm, but he really loves receiving. It gets him going and it’s also a power trip of sorts, especially when you give him permission to fuck your mouth. And when you look up at him as you do it… don’t expect him to go gentle.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Madara is the fast and rough type most of the time, but because he’s a patient fellow, sometimes he goes slow and rough. Hours of endless torment and orgasm after orgasm because he has unlimited stamina and unlimited hunger.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes quickies. They’re a quick way to get rid of sexual tension and let out some steam. Expect to be bent down the kitchen counter and taken care of whilst the food’s on the stove.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s game. He loves to experiment, but he won’t do anything that makes him feel too vulnerable. He likes taking calculated risks, but he doesn’t like being in a position where he will completely lose control.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

All night. You’d have to tell him you can’t take it anymore, because if it were up to him, he could do it 5 or 6 times in a day.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He definitely likes toys. They’re just a way to further torment his partner with pleasure, they heighten the sensations and make it that much more intense.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A lot. You’d think he was torturing you with pleasure from how much this man likes to tease, he’s like a cat playing with its dinner. He enjoys the feeling it gives him, the desperation, the longing.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Madara is vocal verbally, but his noises are relatively quiet and far between. He will groan and give low moans and grunts, but he won’t shout or moan loudly. He will talk to you throughout, and his voice will sound soft and smooth, because he likes to give off the impression he’s always in control.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Madara likes fucking virgins. It’s just a little guilty pleasure of his, he loves the innocence they give off and he loves corrupting them, transforming that innocence into debauchery just for him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Madara is pretty tall, lean but toned, with a few scars and a nimble, agile figure. His cock is thick and fairly long, around 6 ½ inches. He’s also a shower.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He’s got a high sex drive. He lives for battle and sex, and anything that gets his blood pumping.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not that quickly. He likes watching you sleep so soundly after a little session. He will cradle you in his arms and observe you, carding his fingers through your hair and watching over you in such a vulnerable state. However, soon, your warm body and soft breathing will lull him into a peaceful sleep.

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Hi, how are you ?

I hope you are doing well and hydrated

How do you think madara, shisui and Itachi would react if the reader announced that she was pregnant? How would they handle pregnancy hormones and cravings and when the reader goes in labour?

If you want to you can delete this ask since I think this was highly specific and I asked too much of you

Lots of love from your random follower who loves the way you write

pregnancy

[🗼] hii guys if you could support me with some manga caps of the uchiha pls I feel like I’ve used the same ones for a long time thank u 🫶🏻🫶🏻

characters: madara uchiha; shisui uchiha; Itachi uchiha

genre: sfw;

warnings: fem!reader;

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-madara is proud greatly, sooner or later you had to be pregnant with his children and he can't simply feel more excited

-deep inside him, he is a little scared of what can come along the journey of pregnancy, so when you announced you were having his baby he planned a whole list of what to expect

-those are the sweetest and kindest months of his life, he is very abrupt with anyone else but with you he has always been a lot softer

-so now that you are carrying his child and that you may be a lot more sensitive, he had to always think before speaking to you

-madara is very helpful of course, even though he has the weight of his clan on his shoulders, he always tries to make time for you. he doesn't want to miss any day of your pregnancy

-very taken aback and offended when you have your sudden mood changes lmao if you are suddenly screaming at him, a part of him wants to argue back, but he knows that's just foolish

-he is there for you all the time, even when he is not present, he will have always a trusted person at your service at all times. if that person misses just a bit, they are banned lmaoo

-he doesn't hide his faces when hearing your weird food cravings, he gets them for you, but he is telling you honestly how disgusting your tastes have gotten

-the week before going into labor, he doesn't work or he is working from home. he told his counselors that you are giving birth anytime soon and that he will be unavailable, that's it, he didn't even wait for a response

-at the day, he is always by your side, yelling and cursing at people for moving too slowly. if you are uncomfortable, he will reprimand the people who are in turn haha

-his heart will stop racing the moment he sees you with the new uchiha baby in your arms, he is afraid to touch the baby, not wanting to hurt his own child, but when he finally does, he can't simply ask for a better thing

-the moment you announced the news, shisui actually screamed hahah

-you have been trying for a child for a while now, so these were shocking news for this young gentleman

-a part of him doesn't feel ready yet, he feels that he may fail as a father and a family man, but he disregards those thoughts quickly, his full focus on you now

-he asks the current hokage to free him from his jounin duties and just give him short, simple missions so he can be near you if you need him

-itachi becomes your immediate maid when shisui isn't with you. shisui asked him kindly if he could watch over you and of course itachi knows this is such an important moment for the both of you

-shisui is very versatile and he can read you so easily, so your intense moods are expected by him, he tries to do his best and not disturb you more

-he is very good of course, shisui never misses. he plays manages to make you feel a lot better. and if some day you are upset with him, shisui does his magic and at the end of the day, you are back in your bed being spooned by him

-during the first months of your pregnancy, shisui goes to mikoto and fugaku for some advices, he hasn't done anything bad but he wants to be fully prepared

-he does too many extra things because he feels insecure, unsure that he can't be the father your children deserve aww

-your food cravings don't really gross him out, but he can't have a straight face when you ask for one, his expressions always make you laugh, his whole aura lightening you up

-shisui is simply wonderful while you are pregnant. he feels excited with just the idea that you are carrying his child, wow he can't still assimilate that

-every night you get free belly rubs, he is always willing to feel your belly grow each day, there isn't one day he doesn't rub his hands tenderly along your waist

-right before the baby is about to be born, shisui is talking to your belly, as if he were talking to his child. he has full conversations and will look at you offended if you interrupt him and his baby

-when you are in labor, shisui is there to calm you down with his hands, caressing all your swollen areas while holding your hand. he has high pain tolerance, so he doesn't flinch when you grip his hand tightly

-cries when his baby cries, and when you have his child in your arms, he asks itachi to take a picture of his small family

-this is everything itachi ever wanted

-his face doesn't change a lot except for his soft grin and his tender gaze, but he is actually shitting himself

-he commits himself to never leave your side. you won't have a bad day with itachi because he is doing everything in his power for you to have a healthy pregnancy

-of course he knows there will be rough times when you won't even want to talk to him, and he is heartbroken, but he knows all of this is for a beautiful ending

-mikoto is there for you too, along with sasuke, and fugaku !! itachi's whole family is more than ready to support you

-when itachi isn't with you, any of those three will be there. mikoto is usually the one who stays the most, advising you with all the pregnancy. she loves you each day more and is glad that his son found a great woman

-during your first outburst, itachi felt so down, he actually wanted to cry from seeing you in such state; he was mentally getting prepared for the day you were going to give birth because he wasn't ready to see you suffer so much just to give him a child

-he tells you every night how much you mean to him and how thankful he is that you are carrying his child. he is very touchy and clingy during night and is always ready and awake if you need something midnight

-itachi can cook any meal, but some of you cravings weird him out actually. he tried not to make you feel bad, but sometimes he couldn't help the "what" that came out without thinking

-your new big tits full of milk make itachi fluster so bad !! haha he feels ashamed of even thinking about you like that but he can't help it ok,,, he loved your boobies before and now that they are full and so soft with his baby's food,,, he will ask to touch them every tuesday

-if you ask for foot massages, itachi is there to do them, even bath you if you want. seriously a part of him just wants to tell you to stop doing anything, he is doing it for you ok you have already done so much by just carrying his child

-at the day of labor, itachi is so nervous. he wants this day to be prefect and he won't allow anyone to ruin it. he can be blunt and mean if he wants to and he won't hesitate to tell people off when they aren't doing their jobs correctly

-while you are giving birth, he offers you his hand, it hurt like shit but he lets it pass. he is actually shocked with how much strength you have and how strong you are for giving birth to a whole human being. itachi respects you 10x more now

-with his baby now on your arms, itachi can rest now, however a new life will now depend on him and he is more than ready to start this new chapter of your lives with the best woman along his side

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