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marvelmymarvel · 8 months

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Stupid Plushy

Kakashi x NarutoMotherFigure!Reader

Synopsis: When Kakashi comes back from a tough mission, all he wants to do is snuggle into you and fall asleep, but a certain training dummy is in his spot, and he is not happy about it.

Kakashi sighed as he pushed open the door to the bedroom, happy to see that you were fast asleep in the king-sized bed. The mission was more complicated than they anticipated and all he wanted to do was come back home to you and pass out in your embrace, but his eyes narrowed when he got closer to you. In your arms, you were hugging a plushy close to your body. The plushy looked just like Kakashi and he wondered where you had gotten it from and, more importantly, how long you had it.

The sleepiness started to fill his veins and all of his questions left his mind as he reached down to pull the plush from your arms, but you moaned in distress and tightened your grip on it. Kakashi groaned quietly as he once again tried to wrestle the comforting item from you, hoping that if he could replace it with himself, you would calm down again.

“Y/n, baby come on-”

Your eyes flicked open as he managed to get the toy from you, “No” you huffed as you ripped the toy back. His eyes widened at your grumpy face and tired eyes, maybe you were still half asleep and didn't realize it was him. “I want to hold you” Kakashi whined as he reached for the plush item that looked like him, but you shook your head no once more. “You’ll have to spoon me, I’m comfy…”

Kakashi’s jaw dropped as you rolled over onto your other side, leaving him standing there in both disbelief and slight jealousy that you chose a look-alike of him over the real thing. The fight though wasn't worth it, he decided, as he slid off his clothes and climbed in behind you. His arm wrapped around your middle before he hauled you back into his chest, “Where did you even get that thing???” Kakashi breathed out as he nuzzled his nose into your neck. You leaned back into his embrace, “It’s Narutos”

Kakashi’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion but realization dawned on him. This was Naruto’s training dummy. When he first saw it in Naruto’s room some years ago, he was concerned as to why out of all of the people, Naruto chose him to be his training dummy, but it made sense now as to why you suddenly had a look-alike in your grasps. “How long ago did you steal it from him?” Kakashi mused as he pressed a kiss against your skin.

“When I found it under his bed while cleaning his room… Maybe 2 years ago?”

Kakashi chuckled before squeezing your side, “Despite him not being your real kid, I see where he gets his weirdness from- OW”

Your hand slapped his before grumbling out threats, making him squeeze harder in response. “Don't be a jerk… I don't cuddle with it often…”

Kakashi paused at that, racking his brain to find a proper way to ask how often you did cuddle it, considering most nights he stayed with you. He opened his mouth to blurt out the question but your soft snores cut him off, leaving him with more questions than he had answers for. His eyes lowered to the plush in your hands, its face was pressed firmly in your chest, the best place to lay for a good night's rest. The jealousy once more filled him as he pulled you closer to him.

“Stupid plushy.”

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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Words can't describe my happiness when your requests open. Your writings bring me so much joy after a long day at work. Could you write prompt 1/w Kakashi from that kiss prompt list?

It's very important to relax after work. If my stories can do that for you I'm very glad for it.

Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kiss over the mask, teasing, flirty!Kakashi

A/N: I got through most of my old requests then saw the kiss prompts and opened them again.

1. Whispering "Kiss me." to your lover

A really irritating thing about your boyfriend is that he always had his nose in a book. A trashy smuty one. And not even the good kind! When he could be spending that time with you instead. Technecally he was. He was holding your hand while sitting under this tree, in a nice cozy shade from the Sun.

When you decided you've had it with being ignored you leaned over to him. "Kiss me."

You whispered and instead of the soft feeling of his lips on your cheek you felt the fabric of his mask. That wouldn't do!

Kakashi turned back to his book, an obvious smile playing on his lips. "You look like there's something you want."

"How would you know, you haven't even looked at me properly." You puffed out your cheeks, a childish display of jealousy not suited for a shinobi of your status. "All you look at is that book. What's so great about it anyway? Not like we haven't done everything in there together."

Chuckling at your statement he glanced over at you, finally paying attention. He inched closer and pulled his mask down, making your eyes widen as he hid your faces from view with the aforementioned book.

Your face turned hot when you sneaked a peak at the page he was currently on.

"Looks like we haven't done everything." He smirked, put his mask back on and pulled back to resume his reading.

Alright, now you were curious too.

You leaned your head against his shoulder and read the pages, "So what's the book about?"

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pupkashi · 5 months

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do u guys think kakashi would flirt with you when he’s drunk, cheeks flushed and words slurred as he tries terrible pick up lines on you

“you believe in love at first sight?” he asks, “or should i walk by again?” the incessant giggles that leave his lips having you smiling and shaking your head.

“kashi we’ve been dating for two years,” you smile, watching as he pouts at your statement.

“cant you go along just once!” he whines, strong arms wrapping around your waist as his head nuzzles into your neck, sighing a bit before his eyes flutter shut.

“okay okay,” you sigh, a smile still on your face as you continue, “I’ll go along with it this time, promise.”

his silver bangs cover his eyes slightly, hair messy from whatever competition he had been doing with guy earlier in the night. his eyes light up at your words, walking away from you, only to turn on his heel and walk right back up to you.

“do you have a band-aid? ‘cause i think i just fell for you,” he smiles, giddy as you flush slightly, a grin tugging at your lips as he stares back at you, eyes lingering on your lips a bit longer than usual.

“we’ll i wouldn’t want that scrape to get infected, maybe i should clean it up for you,” you purr, your hand finding it’s way to his t shirt collar as you tug him closer to you, “what do you say we go take care of that, hm?”

kakashi sputters out a half ‘yes’ and a half ‘please,’ cheeks burning and heart jumping out his chest as he watches you get on your tippy toes and place a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“how was that for playing along,” you tease, laughing as he stumbles back and clears his throat a bit.

“we should get home it’s late and i need to get home,” he stutters out, “home with you,” he mumbles, walking backwards and saying a chaste goodbye to his friends, before rushing back over to you and tugging you out of the bar.

“we’ll aren’t you in a rush to get home” you laugh, his arm is slung over your shoulders under the guise of ‘keeping you warm and close to him,’ but you know better.

you can tell from the stumble in his steps and the way he’s swaying with cold wind he’s much drunker than he was letting on in the bar. giggling at your every word, you’re not sure if the flush of his cheeks is the alcohol, the chilly breeze hitting them, or your shower of compliments.

kakashi doesn’t care how silly he looks, admiring how utterly beautiful you look as you help him up the stairs, how funny you are when you’re re-teaching him how to brush his teeth and helping him into bed after untangling him from his clothes.

the world is spinning when his head finally hits his pillow, sighing happily when he feels the bed dip under your weight, already scooting closer to you.

“can we cuddle?” he whispers, eyes closed as he whispers. he doesn’t see the softest smile on your lips or the shining look of love in your eyes as you stare at the silver haired jonin.

“‘course we can kashi,” you whisper back, pulling him close to you and holding him tightly, kissing his forehead before closing your eyes.

kakashi woke up extremely hungover the next day, head throbbing and sunshine way too bright for his liking.

“good morning lover boy,” you giggle, aspirin in hand alongside a cup of water, “made us some breakfast, hopefully it’ll help with the headache I’m sure you’ve got.”

kakashi doesn’t say much of anything, eyes still half closed as he takes the medicine from you, mumbling what you can only assume is a ‘thank you,’ before he’s laying back down, blanket over his head.

a/n: GODDDD I HAVENT WRITTEN FOR MY LOVER IN SO LONG I MISSED HIM !!! I YEARNED FOR HIM !!!!! he’s so my everything i love him i love him i love him <333

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iambilliejeanok · 1 year

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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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kleftiko · 1 year

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❦ HE LIKES YOU ON TOP

cw: mature, fem!reader, cowgirl, face sitting, [kakashi is kinda mean but HOT]

kakashi loves laying down when you have sex. it’s lazy, but he would rather you be on top, riding him in a position he knows is straining your thighs from the amount of times you need to adjust.

it’s selfish, so he waits patiently as you break the rhythm to adjust once again. he’s very picky.

he likes bouncing; up and down. none of that grinding shit. he wants to see you sheath his cock over and over, and he wants the harsh and cold air to hit his shaft for that split second before he’s trapped in your warm, wet cunt again.

he loves the out of breath pants you make, struggling against your sore thighs—up, down, up, down—and with the way kakashi is burning his fingers into your flesh, it’s not like you can stop either. he’s close, so you have to suck it up as you listen to his whimpers, eyes screwed shut as he slams up into you to cum.

but it’s not over yet. kakashi may ask you for a lot but he’s not gonna leave you without compensation. of course he’s not gonna move, tough. he’s still gonna be laying down. his hands will draw to your ass, lurching you forward onto his face as your quivering thighs finally give out, your wet cunt falling flat onto his mouth for his own assault.

he needs to repay his sweet girl. and it’s not like you have the energy to get away.

#kakashi hatake #kakashi imagines #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi smut #kakashi sensei #kakashi x reader #naruto x reader #naruto smut #kakashi x you #kakashi headcanons #hokage kakashi

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lemony-snickers · 10 months

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i am sorry but tummy touches are an underrated form of intimacy. like, even just the barest brush of fingertips beneath the hem of a shirt, you know? it's such a vulnerable part of the body - so many delicate organs, no bones to protect them. a part so many are self-conscious of. and whether made of firm muscle or soft tissue, it is delicate. easy to destroy.

and i imagine a shinobi is even more hyper aware of this. imagine kakashi gently redirecting your hands the first time you try to slip yours beneath his shirt as you cuddle on the couch early in your relationship. he's reading, probably, while you half-doze on top of him, listening to the reassuring rhythm of his steady heart against your ear, the gentle movement of his chest as it expands and then contracts, lulling you like the ocean tide.

you barely recognize the change in the tempo of his heartbeat, the way it skips and races a second before resettling. he threads his fingers with yours as he pulls your hand away, so you hardly notice what's happened, especially half-asleep.

but then it happens again. and again. and eventually when you walk up behind him in the kitchen and try to sneak your hands beneath his shirt as he washes your dinner dishes, you can't keep your curiosity at bay any longer and you ask, "is there a reason you don't want me to touch you there?"

and kakashi doesn't really know how to answer, exactly. technically, there's no reason for you not to. honestly, he doesn't even know why it makes him feel so squiggly inside. uncomfortable.

vulnerable.

so he just answers, "no," with a little bit more of a question mark than he meant to tack on the end and you stare at him a little, pondering the best way to proceed.

you decide on boldly, and step close, maintaining slightly too intense eye contact as you roughly shove your hand beneath his uniform shirt...

only to be met by chainmail, which snags against one of your fingers until you pull back with a slight yelp.

kakashi pales, eyes wide as he steps forward to cradle your hand. "sorry, shit, sorry, i forgot."

you frown, maybe pout a little. "you forgot you were wearing battle armor in the kitchen?" you ask, only half-skeptical. kakashi is a strange man, one with many habits ingrained from his time as the copy ninja of konoha. you don't pretend to understand all the things he does - hiding weapons scrolls in your couch cushions, keeping a spare pair of sandals on the window sill in his bedroom, always sitting with his back to the wall and never the window - but you don't question them. you know it's just part of who he is.

still. the chainmail is a little unexpected.

"isn't it heavy?"

kakashi has many laughs, and you've been lucky enough to hear almost all of them, now. this time, he offers that soft huff that puffs his mask out a little in front of his mouth. "old habits never die, it seems."

you chuckle, leaning up to kiss his cloth-covered cheek. "next time i try to be assertive, i'll be sure to ask if you've changed out of it first."

"probably a good idea."

kakashi wraps your finger in the bathroom, "just a precaution," he says when you protest. you let him even though you know it isn't necessary because you understand it's important to him to take care of you.

you thank him with another kiss, this time without his mask in the way, before he heads home.

the next time the two of you snuggle on the couch together, you don't try to reach beneath his shirt. as much as you want to - as much as you crave knowing what his body feels like beneath the thick, reinforced fabric of his uniform, you satisfy yourself with running your fingers over his clothed chest, tracing concentric circles while you daydream and kakashi reads.

the snap of his book closing draws your attention and you twist yourself to look at him. "are you hungr--"

you never finish your sentence because, faster than you can ask the question, kakashi has grabbed your hand and guided it beneath the hem of his shirt with swift purpose.

he isn't wearing chainmail this time, and all your palm is met with is warm, soft skin, broken in place by what you assume are scars you haven't yet seen. you flex your fingers, drag your fingertips over his abdomen until he shivers.

"ticklish, huh?" you tease, "good to know."

kakashi only hums.

you can feel his own fingers dancing across your hip, sliding from your upper thigh to your ribs and back again like he's trying to decide what to do.

you gasp very gently when his hand slips beneath, goosebumps springing to life across your skin in the wake of his calloused touch. you sigh, nuzzle your face into his chest as you both relax into the embrace - so similar to your usual cuddling position, and yet suddenly more intimate.

a step forward, something which often comes so painfully slow in your relationship with the stoic and reserved kakashi hatake.

you listen closely to his heart this time, relishing the way it sometimes speeds when you let your hand drift higher, toward his clavicle - or lower, toward his waistband - knowing your own heart hammers just the same as kakashi's hand dances over your belly, grazes your hip bone; your nerves all alight, blood racing.

you're ready for more, and hopefully he will be soon, too. for now, though, you're content to map with your fingers all the scars you plan to lavish wish kisses when the time comes.

#kakashi hatake x you #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi x you #kakashi x reader #gn!reader #kakashi headcanons #kakashi imagines #lemony scribbles #this is a queued post

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kakashisenppai · 13 days

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thinking about a secret relashionship with kakashi

secret late night walks around the village

sometimes you both ignore each other in public even tho you're both dying to hold hands

you hiding your jealously when some other girl hits on him while you're both out with friends

he hiding his jelously when some other guy or even male friend gets too comfortable around you

you both holding hands under the table

secret looks shared in public

you both taking care of each others plants when one of you is out on a mission

you having to hide in his room whenever gai shows up at his apartment unexpectedly

quiet nights in his room, just you both enjoying each other presence

your friends pestering you about how weirdly happy you look everyday

he almost letting out his pet names for you in public

secret kisses when no one is looking

you having to lie to your friends when they ask you why you have two toothbrushes

you both creating a routine so no one knows you're both togather

you both feeling frustrated because you cant show you're together even tho you both want it but is better this way

every other night hes coming in your house throught the window so you can sleep together, even tho he has the key, he still uses to window just to make it more fun

you both sleeping in each others arms after not being able to hold each other for the whole day.

his whispers in the middle of the night telling you how much you mean to him

secrets“i love you”’s mouthed to each other along the day

“ i love you”’s in full sentences and loudly enough for you to hear shared inside your home.

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yes i disappeared completely yes im sorry yes i intend to post more yes i didn’t read what i wrote so theres many mistakes no i dont have any more ideas so you can always give me some

yes if you liked it you can comment and share! feedbacks are always appreciated

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himehatake · 1 year

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Kakashi color mangá 😍

#anime #naruto #kakashi hakate #kakashi imagines #Kakashi

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vulpisnocturna · 8 months

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Could you please do number 11 or 21 for Kakashi PLEASEEE THAT WOULD BE AMAZING 😭🙏🙏

Of course!

Link to NSFW prompt list

11) Someone/(Character) spilled some aphrodisiac into reader's drink. It's up to Character to deal with horny reader now.

NSFW - MDNI

Warning: dubcon (aphrodisiac high reader), fingering, overstimulation, squirting, vaginal sex, creampie, Kakashi puts his shinobi stamina to good use, praise kink, degradation kink, power imbalance (Kakashi is y/n's captain)

As your captain during the mission, Kakashi was the one who had insisted you camp for the night. It was already dark and after having travelled for more than seven hours, your muscles were sore and burning from exertion. You stopped in a small village and had supper at a tavern frequented by a myriad of people you would not have liked to meet ever again. Some of them looked as though they were involved in the black market, and though you had kept an eye on your surroundings, none of them resembled the targets of your mission, a group of mercenaries who sold shinobi to people such as Orochimaru so that he would have a constant flow of live subjects for his experiments.

You were staying at an inn on the other side of the village from the tavern you'd had dinner at, and the middle-aged man who ran the inn had told you he only had one room available. Kakashi had said he would sleep on the floor with his sleeping bag, and you had agreed, though you had to admit that the idea of sleeping with your silver-haired captain had been very tempting. You would have never admitted to it, but you had a crush on your captain. He was three years older than you, and you had been assigned to half a dozen missions with him, and since the very first one, you'd been unable to get him out of your mind. You settled on the bed, your muscles aching, your stomach in a knot. You felt quite dizzy after what you'd eaten, and you hoped you didn't have food poisoning. You would arrive at the location of the mercenary hideout the next day, and you could not risk jeopardising the mission because you were ill. And yet, as you looked at Kakashi, who was checking the room and looking out of the drawn curtains to see that no one had followed you and you were safe, you felt oddly warm. You pressed your thighs together, breathing a little raggedly, your eyes scrunched up as you suppressed a groan. What was happening? It did not feel like food poisoning. It felt like hot shivers running down your spine, warmth between your legs, and an unbearable tightness in your lower stomach. Had you been poisoned? Through your dizziness, you noticed that Kakashi seemed completely normal.

He turned to look at you, but you couldn't see him clearly through your blurry vision and the tears that had pooled in your eyes. It hurt. Every second that passed, it hurt more and more. It hurt everywhere, but the ache between your legs was the strongest. You realised with a grimace that your panties were soaked through, clinging to your skin. Was it... aphrodisiac? You couldn't think. As Kakashi bent over the bed and peered at you with his uncovered eye, you felt the need to press your thighs together again, and a breathy moan escaped you.

'Where does it hurt?' he asked, his voice muffled as your ears started ringing and you tried to keep your hand from slipping under your pants. You needed to relieve the pressure so badly. Even with your ninja training, you could hardly keep from convulsing on the sheets.

Kakashi swallowed, looking at you as you started to thrash on the bed, your hair clinging to the sides of your face as you started moaning, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip as your back arched.

'Captain-' you breathed, and Kakashi hated the way his cock stirred in his trousers at the sound of your voice, at the needy whine you let out.

He bent over near your face, his nose catching a whiff of your breath: it was cloyingly sweet, heady. Even though he hadn't eaten nor drank any of whatever you had had, his head spun for a second, and his cock stiffened in his trousers.

Aphrodisiac. He could fucking smell your arousal, and it was going to his head. The way your body arched and your thighs rubbed against each other in a desperate attempt to relieve yourself of what he could only imagine was an unbearable torture made him shamefully hard. He did not want to force himself on you. But he did not have any kind of antidote or solution that wasn't physical.

'It hurts- Captain, I need you' you keened, tears spilling from your eyes as you reached a hand between your legs. Kakashi averted his eyes.

'You have been poisoned. It likely happened at the tavern, and perhaps our targets are guilty of it. I will wait outside if you have to... resolve this situation' he swallowed heavily again as he heard you moan and caught a glimpse of your fingers moving and your hips desperately rutting against your hand.

'No- it's not working- need you... please. Please' you begged, sobbing and shaking. Kakashi hated seeing you like this. he had wanted you for a while now, but not like this. Of course not like this.

'You're not in the right mindset-' he started, but crumbled when your hand reached to his crotch, palming him, giving him friction.

'I can't- it hurts too much. I want it- want it so badly. Please help me, Captain' you moaned, and Kakashi couldn't take it anymore.

'Alright. Alright' he murmured, taking off his jounin vest and making quick work of your shirt and trousers. He pried your hand away from between your legs, looking at you briefly before he took off his undershirt, his mask and his headband, too.

You looked at him, moaning loudly when he started to kiss your throat, licking and nipping at it as his hands massaged your breasts, rolled your nipples between his fingers and pinched them. You were so loud as you rutted against him. Kakashi knew you would cum straightaway if he were to touch you where you needed it most. And you did. Just as his fingers started circling your clit, you let out a loud whine, your nails raking his back as you came with a breathy moan. You calmed down a little after your aftershocks quelled down, but you kept rutting against his hand and moaning sinfully as his fingers dipped inside you. You clamped around them, a whorish whine leaving your lips as he curled his fingers.

'That's it- good girl, relax, just let me handle it' he said, flicking your nipple with his tongue, sucking it in his mouth. Despite how much he hated the fact that you had been poisoned, he couldn't help but be harder than he'd ever been in his life. You were so fucking tight and wet, so hot as you clung to him and cried and sobbed as he fucked you with his fingers, giving you just what you needed until you came again with a loud keen.

'Captain... so good- want you inside me' you moaned, and Kakashi sped up his ministrations, grazing your nipple with his teeth, straying away from the temptation to kiss your mouth because he was not sure if he would get poisoned too. And because he wanted to keep it for when you were in your right mind.

'Shh. Just another one, pretty girl. I know you can do it for me' he murmured, rubbing his palm against your clit as he added a third finger, pumping them inside you until you started moaning loudly and pulling at his hair, your legs tensing up and trembling, your cunt spasming around his fingers and your hips twitching as clear liquid gushed around his hand. Kakashi groaned against the soft, smooth skin of your chest, impossibly aroused to know he'd made you squirt.

You panted, your eyes scrunched up, your hips tiredly rolling against him. Kakashi removed his hand, surprised when you seemed to regain energy straight away and pulled at his trousers, which he took off along with his boxers, letting out a soft groan as you pushed him on his back and straddled him, grinding against him. His hands settled on your hips, palmed your ass and smacked it, wondering if you would find more satisfaction in a rougher kind of sex. And oh you did. You moaned, lifting your hips and feverishly guiding his cock into that tight, wet heaven that enveloped him and made him moan breathily.

'Captain- talk to me... need you to call me names- need you to be rough' you moaned in his ear. Kakashi's mouth opened in a soft sigh, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure, his sharingan recording every single twitch and every inch of your gorgeous body.

'Are you sure? I wouldn't want to hurt you. Perhaps not the right time to-' he was interrupted as you sucked on his throat, which led him to smack your ass again and crumble under your eager antics.

'Fuck- you're so fucking wet for me. You like acting like a desperate slut? Begging to be fucked. Have you no shame?' he groaned, watching as you moaned filthily, bouncing up and down on his cock, your tits swaying in front of his face. He latched his mouth on one of your stiff nipples, revelling in the loud moans you let out.

'Wanted you so bad- need you to fuck me hard, Captain' you whined, and he groaned, forcing you to go at his own pace by gripping your hips and bouncing you on his cock.

Kakashi knew you had no fault for behaving like this, and you might have acted that way with anyone who happened to be in your proximity, but he wanted it to be just for him so so badly. Wanted you to tell him he was the only one, wanted you to give yourself to him fully.

'Were you going to act like a little slut with other men? Were you going to beg them to touch you too?' he grunted, looking at your face as it contorted in pleasure, as tears streamed down your face.

'No- want to be your slut. Want you all the time- so good' you keened, bracing yourself with your hands on his thighs, giving him a gorgeous view of your whole body.

'Good girl. Cum again for me, since you need it so fucking badly' he groaned, pressing against your g-spot, his hips snapping into yours as he continued to roughly manhandle you on his cock. Ever so compliant, your cunt clamped around him, making his hips stutter as he came along with you.

You slumped on top of him, moaning and panting, and Kakashi rubbed your back, stroking your hair, holding you as you regained your breathing.

But as it turned out, the aphrodisiac must have been incredibly strong, because it hadn't even been two minutes before you started to grind against him again, and Kakashi started to get harder with your motions and the sweet little whimpers that came out of you.

He pulled you off of him and on your back, hooking his elbows under your knees and spreading your legs as he pushed his cock back into you, almost surprised at the speed at which he'd gotten hard again.

And he knew it might not even be the last time. He was in for a long night, and so were you.

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Not Special

Kakashi Hatake x NarutoMotherFigure!Reader

Synopsis: Before Naruto, you were a feared kunoichi who killed thousands before the age of 14. Naruto didn't know any of this, which is why you weren't anything special to him. But that all changes after the Hokage asks you to pick the sword up again to protect the village against an impending threat.

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“My mom isn't anyone special. She's just normal!”

Kakashi’s eyebrow shot up at that, eyes landing on the blonde as he talked adamantly to Sakura about how cool the other kid's parents were - and how uncool you were. He pursed his lips, fighting back the urge to spill the truth about you and your past, but he knew you wanted to keep it a secret. You weren't proud of it; it was much bloodier than his was. You gave it up for Naruto when he came along. Your time in the ninja world was short, yet many feared you.

All things Naruto didn't know.

But Kakashi couldn't stop his questions from coming out, wondering why Naruto saw you as a ‘weakling’ in the first place. “You say Y/n isn't special? How come?” Naruto stopped in his tracks, eyes narrowing at Kakashi. “Well, she’s not a shinobi, first off. Secondly, all she does nowadays is help out at the daycare-”

“So that makes her not special?”

“Come on Kakashi-Sensei. You know what I mean! She's just not as strong as we are… Ya know?”

The silence that hung in the air made Naruto shift on his feet, unnerved by his Sensei's sudden change in attitude. It was almost like he was challenging him to say another word. But Naruto knew better. “You don't know anything about who she was before you came along, Naruto….”

“Wasn’t she 14? Kakashi-Sensei, I’m not sure she could have done much damage by the time she had turned 14-”

“That's enough” Kakashi’s sharp tone had Naruto shutting his mouth from fear; he didn't know how or why, but his statement cut deep. Kakashi wished you would have told Naruto about your past, why you stopped fighting, and why you kept it hidden. He wouldn't have to continuously hear about how ‘weak’ you were if you had just told Naruto everything.

“Now, let's begin our mission, shall we?”

Days had passed since Naruto left for his mission with the rest of team 7. You made Kakashi promise to keep him safe, which allowed you to focus on other ways to help the community. You had just handed off the last toddler to their parent and headed into the daycare to clean up your room. A figure in the middle of the mess caused you to jump in your spot - “Lord third! You scared me.”

He hummed at that before leaning against a bookshelf, pipe in between his teeth as he took in the chaotic room. The Third Hokage was against the path you chose; he’d have you as his personal guard if it were his way. He respected your wishes and respected them for 12 years, but now, as the threat of an enemy loomed over the village, he was coming back to you with a new offer.

One you simply cannot refuse.

“It is quite a shame that you gave up the Jonnin life at 14. You were a fine student, almost, if not better than Kakashi was,” He started as he moved through the room, his old eyes scanning over the arts and crafts drying on the tables.

Your lips pursed at the sound of the Third Hokage’s words. You’ve heard this rant before; it was his specialty. He’d build you up with praise and acknowledgment, making you feel like you were the only person who could save the village before throwing an offer for you to return to the ninja life. You couldn't deny you missed it but didn't miss the blood. Didn't miss the death. Raising Naruto was more rewarding than killing hundreds of people for the village's sake.

Yet, you listened. Soaking up every word he told you as if you needed to hear them. He continued, recounting all of your successes before stopping to look at a particular picture on the wall. It was of you and your classroom, all in the picture, smiling. Did he want to do this? You sighed before bending down to pick up the toys on the floor.

“You don't just give praise without a request. Get on with it, Lord Third. I have a classroom to clean up.”

His eyes flicked to your figure. Your tone alone told him that your walls were up, and you wouldn't let him easily throw his suggestion over them. You would put up a fight, but maybe if he added Naruto into the mix, then you’d listen.

“You care about Naruto’s well-being, yes?”

Your body froze as your fingers hovered over a toy, your heart lurching in your throat as you braced yourself for this new approach. This was a sick, twisted way of getting what he wanted. He’s done this to you many times before, and while you know it's a trap, you always walk into it. You don't answer him, but your silence does.

“There's a threat looming over the village… I’ve gathered my best men, but I’m still missing the greatest one of all….” You sighed at that, eyebrows crinkling in pain as you felt the guilt creeping up your neck, practically strangling you with its cold bony fingers. “Naruto won't be safe if you can't help protect the village.”

There it was.

Your e/c eyes flicked to his as you stood up straight. He was right in a sick, twisted kind of way. If you were involved, the threat would be easily avoidable. But how would you tell Naruto? You never once told him how many you’ve saved and never how many you’ve butchered in the name of the leaf village. He didn't know of the nightmares you shared with Kakashi or the vomiting due to the stress your young body was under.

He didn't know any of it.

To him, you were just a daycare teacher. But to the village, to your Hokage, you were more.

“I would like you to join the ANBU. When the threat passes, I will let you decide if you want to stay in the ANBU or return to this lifestyle.”

Your eyes brimmed with tears, and you fought the panic in your chest. You’ve been on a couple of missions with the ANBU; they were more ruthless than you were. Your teary eyes drifted to the picture beside the Hokage, lip pursing as you took in the smiling faces of the children you cared for daily. It wasn't just about you or Naruto; it never was.

“What do you say?”

You looked back at him before nodding slowly, “I will join the ANBU, but once this is over. I will never be picking up a Kunai again.”

Naruto bounded back into the village as their mission got cut short. The news spread like wildfire that a threat was coming down on the village, and all ninjas had been requested to return for backup. He raced to the daycare despite Kakashi’s yells. He had to get you to safety. You were the only person he cared for the most in this entire world. If anything happened to you, he would lose himself.

Naruto screamed your name as he ran up to the daycare, flinging open the doors as he flew down the hall. The lights were off, and a cold breeze flew past him as his eyes landed on the sight of your daycare room. Bodies lay everywhere, causing his eyes to widen at the sight of the enemy ninja strewn along the floor with jagged stabs in their chests. He backed out of the room; breath growing labored as he thought through where you may be. Naruto wasn't thinking clearly as he flew out of the daycare building. He would have known that the trap was set just for him if he were thinking clearly.

And he walked right into it.

A bag was shoved over his face as he was tackled. He called out for help, kicking and screaming for the men to get off him. The sound of slicing filled the air, and warm liquid splattered all over him; bodies were shoved off him one by one. Before long, he had freed himself from the group and ripped off the face covering. The sight before him made him stare in awe - A female ANBU officer was slaughtering the ninja one by one without breaking a sweat. It was as if they were nothing to her, almost as if she could take a hundred of them all at once and never falter in her movements. Finally, her sword drove through the chest of the last remaining ninja.

Naruto’s mouth hung open as she ripped the sword from the man's chest, sighing as she looked down at herself. She was drenched with blood. It was on her uniform, on her mask, in her hair, on her hands. The only thing she could wipe off was her sword.

“Wow! That was, uh… Thank you”

Her head snapped to the side to look at him before she once more let out a sigh. She slid the blade against her pant leg, trying to wipe off the blood she had accumulated in the past couple of hours. She put the sword back in the sheath on her back before storming towards him; reaching down, she hauled him back onto his feet.

“Why are you here?! Where is Kakashi?!”

Naruto’s eyebrows furrowed at her words, the voice sounded familiar, but his brain refused to connect the dots. “You know Kakashi-Sensei? You’re starting to freak me out, lady.” The woman froze before him, realizing she had made a deadly error and there was no going back. She sighed before lifting her hand to her mask, “You can't tell anyone, Naruto.”

Naruto’s jaw dropped at the sight before him, “Hey… What the hell?!”

You shot a warning glare, silently scolding him for his language, but he didn't care. You were the ANBU lady??? The one he just saw brutally murder the 20 men lying around you. His eyes wandered around your face, brows crinkling in confusion as his brain caught up to the fact that you were in front of him, wearing an ANBU uniform and covered in blood. Lots and lots of blood.

“But, you’re not a shino-”

You sighed at his statement before he even finished, “A shinobi, yes I haven't been one for years” Naruto grew more confused at your confession. “For years? You were a shinobi before?” A small laugh flew from your lips as you face-palmed yourself. The blood on your hand smeared onto your face, making you cringe at the feeling and smell. Your heart started to race as you brought your hand from your face, eyes wide as you took in the crimson staining your skin. It made you feel sick; you didn't miss this at all.

“Didn't I tell you to stay by my side Naruto?” Naruto jumped at Kakashi’s words as he landed beside you, slowly approaching you as if not wanting to spook you. “God, I hate this, Kakashi,” you whined out as you tried to look away from the blood on your hands. Kakashi quickly wiped it away with a small rag, reassuring you that you were doing something good, even if it meant killing people. There had been many nights where he’d have to reassure you in such a manner. The guilt you felt drove you mad; in a way, you were thankful for Naruto, who gave you a way out.

“How many did you kill, Y/n?” Kakashi whispered as he looked around the daycare. He was trying to gauge how many angry men would come after you. “About 70”

Naruto gasped at the number, eyes widening as you turned into Kakashi. “So we should prepare for 100 more coming your way?”

You nodded as your lip quivered - “I don't want to kill them. I can't do it anymore. I’m so tired.”

Kakashi nodded before starting to take off your vest. If he could get you out of the recognizable outfit and away from the fighting, he could quickly finish off the 100 angry men for you. “I can handle them; it's fine-”

“70?!”

Your eyes shot to Naruto’s, and you froze at his awe-struck face. You didn't know if he was amazed or disgusted, but both reactions would have made your stomach churn all the same. Kakashi felt your sickness by the way you swayed in his arms, “Naruto, now is not the time-”

“I mean, how badass are you!? And you didn't even tell me?!?!”

Your eyes grew wide as you scanned the tree line for incoming intruders; suddenly, your fear-stricken face turned hard. Snatching up the mask from the ground, you shoved it on before drawing your sword. Kakashi held his breath. Your hearing was much sharper than his ever was. Before you knew it, 100 ninjas surrounded you three. You’ve fought more in one go; it was a simple task compared to other things you’ve had to do.

But doing it in front of Naruto made you falter.

Did you want him to see the beast inside of you? The beast you hid from him as best you could. You let him believe you were boring to conceal that you were a kunoichi feared by many nations. You killed many men without mercy because you were instructed to, just as a good soldier does.

One of the ninjas looked toward Naruto, causing you to jump into action. You screamed for Naruto to run before slicing your sword to kill them quickly before they could get their hands on him. Naruto, for once, listened and ran to hide behind the building wall, far enough from the fighting to stay safe but close enough to watch you fight through the group. Kakashi did help a little, but you did most of the work. He was amazed and felt slightly guilty at his previous assumptions about you being weak. The display before him was anything but weak.

Within minutes, you had thinned down the group until the last one remained. Naruto expected you to kill him, but you did something else entirely. Your fingers gripped the bleeding man's collar, ripping him up so he was face-to-face with your ANBU mask. “Who do you take directions from? Who was the leader of this attack??” Your words were icy and full of hatred, not full of the warmth and love Naruto was used to. A shiver ripped down his spine as he watched you cock your head at the spluttering man. “Who. Is. In. Charge.” your snarl made the man break as he screamed out the name of the person in charge of the entire thing. You scoffed at him before driving your sword slowly into his chest. It was deliberately pushed in at a location that would ensure a slow and painful death. It was then that Naruto realized this was the same ninja that looked his way at the beginning of the fight.

You ripped out your sword, letting the man fall to the ground as you watched him gasp for breath. Blood bubbled up from his throat before spewing from his mouth, he wouldn't die from internal bleeding, but he would die from drowning in the blood pooling in his lungs. Your head turned to the side, and while Naruto couldn't see your eyes, he knew your gaze was locked on him. You scared him and amazed him at the same time. He was amazed that you had taken down so many men without a worry in the world, but he was also scared at how fast you turned off your emotions when you went into killing mode.

You weren't the same. He didn't like this side of you.

A sigh flew from your lips as you read him like an open book. He was always so easy to see right through. You saw the fear radiating off him, causing you to drop your sword and rip off your mask as if trying to show him it was still you. That you were still the mom he loved so much.

That you were nothing special.

But that wasn't true anymore; at least the last part wasn't.

You stepped towards him, head cocking as he cowered behind the wall. “Naruto, honey, I won't hurt you.” He didn't budge, didn't dare to, as you walked closer to him. “You aren’t my mom. I don't know who you are, but-”

“You’re right. I’m not your mom,” you stated firmly as you dropped into a crouch feet away from him. He jumped in his spot, flying back as you startled him. You smiled at his jumpiness but knew that this reaction was warranted. His lips trembled at your statement, and you realized your mistake. “No, no, that's not what I meant. The mom you know is not the mom in front of you. The person standing in front of you is someone that hasn't existed for 12 years. Naruto, I hate this person more than you would ever know. I let this person go so I could raise you, and after tonight, she will never come back.” You moved to sit cross-legged before him, hoping the childlike position would reassure him that the one he was talking to was his mom.

The old you was far gone.

Naruto’s blue eyes flicked from you to Kakashi, who stood quietly behind you, hands in his pockets as if all this was old news. Because it was. Kakashi was the one that got you out of this mindset, and it silently terrified him just how easy it was for you to slip back into it. He knew he needed to bring it up later but now was not the time.

Seeing that his Sensei was calm and collected, Naruto nodded at your words before crawling towards you. Your eyebrows furrowed as he approached you, but they soon relaxed once you realized what he was doing. Naruto climbed into your lap, forcing your arms to wrap around him and cradle him in your embrace. You bit back a chuckle and pulled him in more, the blood smeared all over his clothes, but he didn't mind. He just needed to be reminded that you were his loving, carefree, warm-hearted mom. He didn't want a mom that was special. He didn't want a mom that was a renowned shinobi. He just wanted you. As you held him close, you decided then and there that you would never pick up a sword again, because caring for Naruto was more rewarding than wearing a mask and protecting the village.

And nothing would change that.

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