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b4nka1 · 2 years

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ANIME men and cockwarming (not proofread)

cw: sexual content, dni if uncomfortable, smut, choking, usage of pet names, cockwarming ofc, not all kinks are mentioned here bc i forgot what i wrote

— GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ

definitely into cockwarming. would shamelessly bring you to the espada meeting amd make you sit on his lap, cockwarming him while the other espada stared at y'all in disbelief. by the end of the meeting, after all the espada left, he would throw you onto the table and fuck you mercilessly, grabbing your throat, squeezing it harshly. the next day yoy definitely had to ask szayelaporro for painkillers as well as birth control.

— UCHIHA SHISUI

he definitely hates the idea of cockwarming. he thinks that it is pointless to have a cock buried inside of you when there's no sex happening at all. so its definitely a no-no from shisui. but he would give in very rarely, and when he does, he makes sure that you don't move an inch or you're done for. you asked for it so you're getting it, so you better behave, that's what he thinks.

— HISAGI SHUHEI

he automatically becomes the sub when cocmwarming. your tight walls surround his thick length, clenching at his cock. he moans loudly, gripping your hips tighter as his face buries in between your tits.you can feel his cock twitch inside you. man is so sensitive, he might just come if you squeeze a little tighter.

— HATAKE KAKASHI

an absolute whore for cockwarming. could have you sat down on his lap for hours while his cock is buried into you and he reads icha icha. when really aroused, he would use your mouth as a cockwarmer. would have you on your knees, gagging on his cock as tears slipped from your eyes. though, whenever you sit on his lap, he makes sure to thrust up once or twice in ever 30 minutes, teasing you for the reward you would get later if you behaved.

— NANAMI KENTO

oh god. this man would absolutely have you sitting on him while he is doing his work overtime, that's when he's the most stressed. if you don't behave he'll probably either slap your ass nice and hard or tweak your sensitive nipples. when he's done with his work, he gently puts his laptop and phone aside and roughly shoves all the other items on his table to the floor, slamming you ass down on it, hips thrusting upward. he would fuck the living daylights out of you and make sure that you behave like a good girl for him

— RORONOA ZORO

OKAYYYYY like bro where do i start. my man doesn't like cockwarming using a mouth or a pussy. he straight up shoves his cock between your round tits and every once or so he pushes the tip of his cock to your chin to wipe the precum on it. if you're being a good girl he might as well give you a suck or two. he could go all day while having his cock pressed between your tits, and when he reaches his limit, he just fucks your cleavage and cums all over your face and tits.

— ABARAI RENJI

he's loud, and so is his sex drive. cockwarming doesn't last for more than 2 minutes with him. he gets bored of it quickly and pushes your face down onto the bed, holding your hands from the behind and fucks you ruthlessly, ignoring your cries and moans. he definitely loves to see a cunt squeezing around nothing after he cums into you and pulls out, cum dripping down your hole and flowing down your thighs.

a/n: i feel so pressured to write the requests so here yall go 😭😭😭💕

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ereawrites · 8 months

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Book Club (Kakashi Hatake)

Prologue - The Ambush

Kakashi sure as hell isn't going to flirt. Good thing you've got sleep-deprived courage (and Gai) at your back.

cw: alcohol use

word count 1.9k (chapter 1/9)

read it on ao3 here

"Maa, Asuma, did you forget to invite Kakashi again?", you scold, scanning the room for a flicker of silver hair even though you know you won't find it. All you see is Genma at the bar, buying a drink for a woman you're pretty sure is different to the one he was flirting with fifteen minutes ago.

"No. He just didn't want to come.", Asuma states this in a tone that suggests a lack of surprise, even as Gai slumps in his seat with disappointment. Kakashi has never been much for getting together with your old academy class, even when alcohol is involved. Asuma shoots you a sideways glance over his drink. "Although I'm sure that would have changed if I'd told him you'd be here."

"Huh?"

"Come on-", he takes another sip of sake and scoffs, not unkindly. "You've noticed how strange he acts around you."

You also take a swig of your drink, intrigued but not quite sober enough to really think about his words. "It's Kakashi. Isn't he strange all the time?"

Asuma laughs loudly - Kurenai looks at him from all the way across the room, you notice, you'll have to corner her in the bathroom later on - and claps a hand onto your shoulder. "Alright, I won't spoil it for you." He's smiling at you like the cat that's got the cream. You don't like it one bit.

"Asumaaaaaaa, don't be like that!", you complain, shrugging his hand off your shoulder and trying to fix him with a stern glare. When he returns it, you crumble - you're glad you didn't have him as a sensei back in your genin days. Besides, Asuma is too loyal to Kakashi, and not much for gossip. But-

"Gai! You know what he's talking about, don't you?!". You point an accusatory finger across the table at Gai, who has already won three separate drinking contests and has the flush to prove it. It's comical how hard he tries to avoid your gaze.

One more drinking contest later, he's yours. Asuma sighs as Gai begins his usual speech.

"My eternal rival Kakashi feels very strongly about me! Our rivalry is intensely passionate, in fact, it is unmatched! But, because our hearts are so inexplicably connected-", Gai lurches to his feet here, eyes shining with tears, "-I can sense that Kakashi feels almost as passionately about you!"

Huh? That can't be right, can it? You take a deep drink and barely even wince; then you look at Asuma, who surely can put the story straight. It's probably more like you've accidentally offended Kakashi, and inadvertently sucked yourself into a weird eternal-rival-threeway. Maybe one of his ninken likes you more than him. Yes, that'll be it. Pakkun was particularly taken with you that time you had to swing by Kakashi's apartment to deliver a message. Asuma looks somewhat defeated, but also a little pleased. "Oh, yeah. He's got it bad for you. Remember how he disappeared from your birthday party?" You'd assumed Kakashi had just got bored and went home to nap. He'd barely even said hello to you that night. "Genma got him pretty drunk and we managed to get it out of him. Then I got him more drunk, and he fell out the chair when he tried to get up and wish you a happy birthday."

"And I carried him home in my arms.", Gai sniffles, clasping your hand tightly. "And he opened his soul to me and cried freely from the power of his love!"

"No he didn't.", you deadpan.

"No-", he concedes. "But I know he wanted to!"

This is not how you expected the evening to go. Part of you doesn't quite believe them - then again, Asuma isn't the type to stir the pot and he knows Kakashi well - and you've heard enough of Gai's power of love speeches to know how serious he is about the topic. Thank God Kakashi isn't here tonight, or you might combust.

"He's going to bolt if I tell him I like him, isn't he?" Both of your friends nod gravely. One thing you remember very well from the academy is that Kakashi loves to brood: you need to let him stew in his feelings until he can't ignore them anymore, or you'll just scare him off. It only takes you and Gai two more drinks to come up with a brilliant idea - why not give him a little push in the right direction?

Ah. There he is.

He's running late - again - to meet Gai. You're not sure why Gai doesn't just start scheduling their weekly training sessions for the afternoon, instead of an ungodly time in the morning. You don't remember ever seeing Kakashi out before noon of his own volition. Then again, you don't remember Kakashi being on time for anything either. You briefly imagine Gai trying to fit in 1000 pushups before his eternal rival arrives at the training ground.

Oh, well. He's already late. Might as well commit to it.

Clearly, Kakashi is unbothered by the thought of neglecting his poor, dedicated rival. In fact, he isn't even looking where he's walking - and why would he? The wide street down to the yard is always empty at this time, because any sensible shinobi is in bed, asleep, and staying out of trouble. He doesn't notice you perched up on the rooftop of the ramen shop even when he walks right in front of it. You grin a little to yourself: you really are quite good at masking your chakra. You're so confident in your abilities that you even lean over the edge of the roof to get a proper look at the book he's buried his nose in.

It takes everything in you not to gasp out loud with glee. You'd recognise Jiraiya's preposterous illustrations anywhere.

This makes everything so much easier.

There's a little side alley a short way up, that weaves between shinobi apartments before coming out onto the boulevard right by the weapons store. Kakashi is wandering along at the leisurely pace of a man with nowhere to be, so it isn't much of a rush to reach it, but you're still a little breathless with anticipation. He's chuckling quietly at his book when you dash out the alley, swing a left, and crash square into his chest. Right as you do, you unmask your chakra, allowing it to just brush against his in a faux expression of surprise. He recognises your chakra, you can feel it, how his own energy reflexively gives way to yours. Kakashi doesn't stagger at all and you pretty much bounce right off him, but you do hear the snap of his book closing swiftly.

"Woah! I'm so sorry, I'm in such a rush to-", you exclaim, with what you think is a pretty good attempt at shock, as you right yourself and look him in the eye. "Oh. Hey, Kakashi!"

He blinks, then greets you in return. "You should be more careful. There's no need to be in such a rush all the time."

Your heart flutters a little bit at the implication that he pays such close attention to the chaotic pace you live life at. If you aren't careful, you're going to be the one leaving this encounter flustered. So you laugh it off, and pretend to readjust your flak jacket. "I do rush, don't I? It's just, I've been up all night pretending to be a particularly noisy owl outside one of my genin's window, and honestly I'm just desperate to go home and sleep." This is true - Haruki called you old for needing a nap yesterday, the little shit.

Kakashi doesn't even question why you've decided to torture one of your students. "I prefer to make monster noises outside Naruto's door when I'm aiming for sleep deprivation."

The one eye you can see crinkles slightly at the corner when you laugh. Otherwise, he doesn't react, so you decide to store away the image of him growling with his face pressed up against a dingy apartment door for a time when you need cheering up. Instead, you decide to set your plan into action. You're going to lose your nerve if you don't get a move on.

"Are you going to train with Gai?", you ask, as if you don't already know. Kakashi hums nonchalantly, switches his book to the other hand, and leans his weight against the wall of the store. You inch forward just a little as you continue, "We should get together someday soon too."

Kakashi's eye widens slightly. "Hm - to train, oh -", and you're so glad he has a dirty mind, because the thought of flustering him has your courage building by the second.

Finally, you allow your eyes to flicker down to his Icha Icha novel - he's carrying the discreet cover version, rather than the much more lewd one you've seen in the bookshop underneath your apartment. The plain binding makes it easy to see how well-thumbed the book really is. Flashing him your loveliest smile, you move in for the kill. "Say, Kakashi, what are you reading? It must be quite a book for you to be so engrossed so early in the morning."

It's hard not to almost, almost, feel bad for him as his whole body tenses up. "It's, ah... well... it's...", Kakashi pauses, clears his throat, and then clears it again. You give him an encouraging mhm as his knuckles turn white against the cover. "...An action novel." He finishes, his voice strained.

"Well, I've been looking for a new book to read in my downtime. Would you mind if I borrow it once you're finished?", you ask. You're starting to grin a bit too much as you speak, but hopefully you're managing to pass it off as just being happy to talk to him - to be honest, you smile at Kakashi far too much even when you aren't torturing him.

He's starting to slide down the wall just a little as his knees weaken."You want to read it?"

"If that's okay with you. It would be interesting to see what you like," you respond, allowing the pause to drag out just a little longer than necessary,"...to read." He might actually be having a nosebleed under his mask, you think, as he fixes his gaze very intently at the lamppost behind your head.

"Everything alright, Kakashi?"

Suddenly, he's skirting around you like you're hot coals. He starts to skitter away up the street, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as he mumbles,"Yes. I just realised how late I am to meet Gai, I should go, hate to leave him waiting-"

A gentle hand on his forearm stops him dead in his tracks. "Of course. Well, it was a lovely surprise to see you. Enjoy your training session." You're sure to give the exposed skin there a gentle squeeze before letting go. His chakra chases after you.

"Enjoy your nap.", he replies, staring at you unblinkingly, voice absent. Something tells you Gai will be winning whatever fresh hell he's got planned for this morning - he's probably about 500 pushups deep right now, so you really should get going. Maybe you'll have a nice warm bath and read an action novel of your own. You start down the boulevard in the opposite direction, in much less of a rush than you began, and wave back over your shoulder.

"See you soon, Kakashi. Remember to bring me that book once you're finished!"

You can only see one quarter of his face, but you're pretty sure he's blushing. God, you really do like him.

#naruto #naruto x reader #kakashi hatake #kakashi #kakashi x reader

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theheirofthesharingan · 6 months

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Writing Itachi in fics is hard. I don't mean it in as a complain, but how challenging it would be to write him in-character because of little content on him, and the availability of it doesn't help much. So there's always this fear if what I'm writing is ooc, too ooc, or a new character that cannot exist in canon at all.

Sasuke is very much vocal and expressive about his feelings. Despite his practiced stoicism there are moments when he lets his mask slip in front of Naruto and Sakura as well as Kakashi. Although his feelings are expressed in form of anger more than anything, but still there's a subtle expression of pain in all of this. However, he's a completely different person in front of Itachi. He'd call him out while also managing to be Itachi's little brother who's hurt and also admires and respects him. He not only expresses his feelings in anger when they meet in the woods, but also becomes the little boy who never aged past the age of seven when he lost his family. He allows himself to be vulnerable, probably because even after everything Itachi put him through he still trusts him in some way.

Itachi, on the other hand, is a different story. He is stoic to another level. He grew up as a "perfect" Shinobi where expressing his feelings was entirely prohibited. He still cried when Shisui died, he still cried when he killed his parents, and he cried when he left Sasuke in the village. He lived among the criminals, hiding his identity, giving no vibes, offering no opinions no matter how strongly he felt about things, and even hiding an illness for years that ate his life away.

He never allowed his vulnerability to seep through, not even in front of Sasuke, not until the moment he was dying. He kept lying to Sasuke when they met again, but softened later on. It happened without so much as him showing any visible physical signs of it. His body language showed his guilt as did his words. But he died soon enough.

What if he didn't die that day? What if he survived his and Sasuke's battle? What if his mistakes came to haunt him and he didn't have time to reflect?

He's a very quiet character. How much can you write him in-character compared to Sasuke (whose expressions of love, anger, pain are easier to follow through) and still get your point across without confusing the readers or yourself?

#some ramblings when i'm working on the fic #writing fics where itachi survives is a massive task #not complaining #itachi #uchiha brothers #sasuke #mine

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tamelee · 30 days

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Hi!! 💞

I’ve seen some Kakashi stans who ACTUALLY believe that "you don’t need a reason to love someone" in real life

Like what. This sentence doesn’t work in the manga, but it works even less irl… We don’t love people without reason and we don’t continue to love them no matter what just because?? Or am I missing something???

This is the general idea as to why- Naruto's face is golden here. Absolutely *chefs kiss*. But mind the words "that is what SHE has resigned HERSELF to, because SHE fell in love" despite not knowing what this darkness is or willing to hear Sasuke out in the first place. It means she doesn't even know who she fell in love with, meaning it's an idea. You could say the only reason she loves him, is... she just does. But even in that, there's reason... But, well.. it doesn’t make any sense in English. I’ve read people say that what Kakashi said can’t be translated correctly in a way that aligns with its true meaning. (Take it with a grain of salt though, because I can’t check that myself.)

Apparently it has more to do with the idea that people are born to love naturally (and generally), but to hate, one needs an actual reason. Like revenge caused by evil, which in turn was probably revenge for other evil, fear is often involved. (Cycle of Hatred— got nothing to do with the Uchiha, it’s an ongoing Theme.) And that in turn aligns with the ‘Will of Fire’ supposedly representing ‘love’ in the sense that people sacrifice themselves for each other because you’re comrades as leaf Shinobi. Like Shikamaru risking his and his team’s life for Sasuke despite not being friends- uh, despite not liking him.

But that’s duty. That’s not love. And although duty is often masked as love in the story through a sense of community, there’s a reason why there are many distinctions made when it comes to personal relationships that forces a character to go against their duties. (Or personal morals/values, like Kakashi's father.)

Why there are differences between characters sacrificing themselves because it’s their duty, or because they love that person.

And in order to go beyond duty, to really, truly love someone… there’s always a reason.

There MUST be a reason to deny, set aside everything (even briefly) you know and were born into or even start to question general belief for this other person in this story in particular. Naruto had to do that several times in order to start understanding Sasuke and that journey is naturally written into his character and his own experiences. Although not completely this black and white, it's why people say Naruto had to choose between Konoha or Sasuke.

It makes no sense without reason. And that’s even more true in the story than in real life, because in order to really tell that story, it must be something tangible. Something concrete that the reader/audience can understand. In real life, it can be a whole lot more vague— you don’t have to explain it.

Which also means that no explanation is also explanation if you were looking for an answer. Hence, Sasuke saying she has no reason to love him.

And technically that's true, because it isn't about Sasuke. Sakura's reasons to love Sasuke are literally spelled out afterwards by Kakashi. It’s extremely contradicting. And these are reasons that are very heavily (and frankly, very unfairly) filtered in Sakura’s favor (through Kakashi’s standpoint).

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According to Kakashi in that scene alone, she:

- Just wants to save Sasuke (yeah because she loves him)

- Wants him by her side (because she loves him)

- Cries, is hurt/suffers from loving him.... right.

None of these have anything to do with duty, but it also has nothing to do with the real Sasuke.

She’s insecure and has this perception of him that isn’t real and she HAS to ignore the real Sasuke in order to keep that fantasy of hers alive. That’s why she won’t hear him out or blatantly talks over him the moment he tries to speak. “I don’t care!” Or some other version of, “anyway, but what about ME and MY feelings?” Despite whining in Part 1 that he won't talk to her -.-

According to Sakura, she:

- Just wants to save Sasuke and thinks it's her (own personal) duty to kill him, because she-

- wants him by her side and right now she isn't important to him, he won't prioritize her wishes so she-

- suffers without him/from loving him and- - is otherwise lonely.... Just as lonely as Sasuke is after his entire family/clan got murdered (her words not mine), but she would throw away the family that loves her to be with him even though she doesn't know Sasuke's reasons, so fuck her parents I guess.

- And she also said that his revenge is selfish because it won't make her happy. (lmao.....!! My god.)

It’s all selfish. It's all only for Sakura, but it’s a reason nonetheless 🤷🏻‍♀️

Here's a good post. So, I wonder if it's a translation 'error', or whether he genuinely meant it more as duty in a community sense (though I find it unlikely), whether it was guilt because he told her things would go back to the way it was and failed to give that to her or questions Sasuke's idea about romantic love- people always argue about it, but it's hard to tell because it's very, very contradicting in several ways. But yeah, I agree, one does need a reason. And like I said before, this reason needs to be shown specifically in story for it to have any meaning one way or another.

#asktamelee #naruto talk #kakashi talk #🌸 talk

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issybee06 · 5 days

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Because…

Part iii

Warnings: swearing, the council, violence, blood, poison, field surgery, scars, body image issues, Hatakes has dog teeth, flashbacks of every kind!, drinking

Eesome

(Adj.) pleasing to the eye

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“I don't want to go to the academy, Ka-chan.”

The tall woman sighed, pushing her short red hair out of her face as she dragged the little 5-year-old.

“Chibi-chan…I know you don't want to go, but you have to.”

The little girl puffed her cheeks, glaring forward, “it's gonna stink.”

The red-haired woman sighed, adjusting her yukata as she walked, “and remember, Kushina-san is going to pick you up because I have to return to the capital.”

The little girl frowned, fist-grabbing her dress skirt while she willed tears not to rise. The Academy was in view and she couldn't help but look down at her feet as they walked.

As the got to the entrance the woman smiled, raising a hand in greeting, “Sakumo-kun, hey!”

The white-haired man jumped a bit, startled by the red-haired woman's loud voice. When he saw who it was, he returned the smile and nervously waved back, “Lisa-Hime, Kon'nichiwa.”

He looked down at the small girl, who ducked behind her mother's leg. She peaked out, studying the white-haired man with calculating eyes. Looking to his side, she was surprised to she a mini version of him but with a mask.

She furrowed her brows at him, and he glared back.

The man placed his hand on the little boy's head, ruffling his spiky hair.

“You remember Lisa-Hime, right Kakashi?”

The woman laughed lightly, “Probably not…been a while since we've been away from the capital…”

She nudged the girl out, “(Y/n)…this is my very good friend Hatake Sakumo, and his son Kakashi. Sakumo and I were on the same Genin team.”

The girl cautiously came out from behind her mother, cheeks red as she bowed.

“Its very nice to meet you!”

Sakumo nervously laughed, “gosh, last time you brought her to the village she was just a baby.”

He smiled down at the girl, “it's very nice to meet you too, (Y/n)-hime.”

He nudged the boy, “Kakashi, why don't you and (Y/n)-hime walk to the classroom together?”

The boy frowned but nodded silently, and looked at the Girl.

“…lets go.”

She nodded with a light blush, following him as he walked through the gate.

The parents watched, Lisa biting her thumb nail as she watched the little girl disappear.

Sakumo huffed with a smile, “…never thought we'd be parents.”

Lisa snorted, “I was never going to be a parent, but you? You were always going to be a dad Sakumo, your too…”

He huffed, “too what?”

She smirked, “dog like.”

He pursed his lips, looking away, “…im not dog Like.”

She chuckled, her teeth still butting at her nail.

He looked over at her, frowning at her nail-biting, “I see you still have that habit.”

She narrowed her green eyes at him, and he chuckled.

“I do not, Baka…”

Opening my eyes, I groaned quietly. Inching my way to my alarm clock, I died a little inside when it read “7:20am”.

Great, only 4 hours of sleep.

I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling as Saké jumped onto the bed to great me. He cried, pawing at me as he demanded to be let out of my tiny room so that he could get breakfast. He’ll probably bother Genma for it, Genma usually spoils the Ragdoll by feeding him egg scraps.

I sit up, scooting to the end of the bed before sliding on slippers. Looking down at my cloths, I make a face realizing I slept in my work pants. I kick the slippers off before shimming out of my pants, kicking them to the corner. I go to my draw, pulling out cotton shorts.

After getting redressed, I open my door and almost get tripped as Saké darts between my legs to trot down the hall.

“Fucking cat…”

I stumbled down the hall, accidentally bumping the corner as I entered the kitchen/living room area, and groaned. After living in this apartment for four years, you'd think I'd know how to avoid the corners.

I opened the fridge, grabbing the egg crate and the wet cat food. I placed the crate on the counter before grabbing a small bowl from the shelf and putting a spoonful of wet food in it. I placed it on the ground and huffed a laugh as Saké raced over to pig out.

Genma yawned as he walked out of his room, bare-chested. He scratched his head, squinting his eyes, “w…why the hell are you up?”

I clench my jaw, cracking an egg before putting into the pan.

“Meeting about that S-class poison. Forgot all bout it…”

Genma hums, walking over to rest his chin on my shoulder, “Eggs for me too?”

I smile, patting his cheek, “yeah, you too.”

A lot of people thought we were dating since we live together and are very close, but it was only because we found comfort in each other's company. I wouldn't say I'd never date Genma, but as years have gone by he's become like family to me.

He hummed, “how late will you be?”

Shrugging, I dish out two plates of eggs, purposely dropping a good size piece for Saké.

“Not too late, it's just a meeting.”

He nods, taking his plate to the table as begins to eat. I sit down across from him, blowing on my eggs before putting them in my mouth. Biting down, I felt a crunch and frown when I realized shells had gotten in. Extra protein I guess.

Saké, having finished the scrap I dropped for him, now was weaving his body around our legs and loudly begging for more. Genma giggled like a 5-year-old, dropping more for the Ragdoll. He really did spoil that cat.

I stood, emptying the rest of my eggs onto Genmas plate. “Im running late, clean up for me?”

He made a noise, egg in his mouth and I took it as a ‘yes’. I go down the hall To the bathroom, closing the door behind me and locking it.

I pulled my shirt off, then unhooked my bra with a sigh of contentment. I really needed a bra with a better wire, this one stabbed my armpits and didn't support me at all. I than shimmied out of my shorts and underwear, kicking it to the basket.

I then to the mirror, pulling my short hair into a bun. I frown slightly, eyes catching the long ugly scar going down my front.

Rin… did a good job, but she was mediocre at healing scars. I owe her my life, but I couldn't help the itching in the back of my head that told me that the scar made me…ugly. I, of course, know scars are not meant to be seen as ugly, but as marks that show I was still alive…but I still felt that ich.

Jumping into the shower, I scrub myself down from head to toe in lavender soap. It was calming, and coming from a clan that had animal…characteristics on my father's side, the smell wouldn't be too overpowering. I was also thinking of the Inuzuka that would be present, Inuzuka Tsume, and the silver Anbu that would be hiding in the rafters.

After cleaning, I jump out and towel-dry before walking across the hall to my room, getting a low and teasing whistle from Genma.

I walked back out, hitting Genma in the head with a scroll. I walk to the door, pulling my shinobi sandles on.

“sayonara.”

He grinned, “aw, no good bye kiss?”

He began to pucker his lips, making loud smooching sounds as he tried to grab me. I giggle, pushing his face away, “you wish.”

He gasps dramatically, “Oh dear Princess of Konoha! You wound me so!”

I roll my eyes, “Ittekimasu, Genma.”

He smiles, “Ittekimasu, (Y/n). Be safe out there.”

I smile, standing and opening the door, “I always am.”

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“…so as you can see, our research shows that the poison drives from Fungis. Now, if we can narrow down which one, we can create the necessary cure and/or antidote.”

I finish, placing my notes down as the rest of the visible people in the room nod, murmuring.

Tsume huff, “and you suggest that the Inuzukas find this mushroom, yes?”

I nod, “Hai. With your powerful sense of smell, this would be elementary level for you.”

Play her, paise her and she'll take the bait.

The older Kunoichi smirked, “hm, so the Chibi Hatake wasn't up for this?”

I bristle a bit, and Inoichi stands, “Anbu have more pressing missions, you however are free since you are just now come I G out of maternity leave.”

She huffed, “second one was harder to train then Hana, not my fault.”

I smiled, “so will you take the mission?”

She waved me off, and I frowned, “Yeah, yeah. I'll do it, just give me the sent so I can get this over with.”

Setsuko walks out, handing the wolfish woman a glass vial containing the poison. Tsume pops the cap open, and blue fumes waft out. She smifts the air around it, careful not to sniff the actual poison. With a shiver, she seals the Vail, “That's a strong smell, how do you work with this Senju-hime?”

My mouth goes into a straight line, and I don't respond. My father's Side was…a touchy subject.

She hums, handing the Vail back to Setsuko. She stands, and Inoichi and Ibiki stand as well, “Arigatō, Tsume-sama. This is very helpful for us.”

She scoffs, waving Inoicho off, “Call it a favor from an old friend.”

He smiles, and the crowfeet by his eyes become more apparent. He walks out with her, and Ibiki follows after. Setsuko and I begin to clear up the office room, gathering the extra poison vials and notes.

I look up, and I see that stupid dog mask smiling down at me as he crouches on a beam. Setsuko looks over, smiling, “ready?”

I roll My neck, “ah, not yet. I'm gonna hang back and read over the notes one more time. I'll catch up, kay?”

The younger girl blushes, nodding, “H-hai, Senju-hime. See you back at the lab.”

She leaves, slipping out the metal door and closing behind her.

“…shes cute.”

“Shes not your type.”

He jumps down, landing soundlessly onto the table, not even making a tube rattle.

“Maa, I wasn't talking about for me.”

“Shes Not my type either, she's 16.”

He huffs lighly, a laugh.

“16? And working in TI?”

I look boredly over at him, “look who's talking, Mr. “I joined Anbu at 13”.”

He leans back on his hands, crisscrossing his legs as he tilts his head playfully, “I was asked.”

I hum, crossing my arms, “still did it.”

He hums back, tilting his head to the other side, “saw what you did, with Tsume-sama. You played her.”

I scoff, “I did no such thing, honestly I'm appalled you'd even suggest I played a clan head.”

I was grinning, and I could tell he was too busy his his chakra warmed a bit.

I furrow my brows at him, “what?”

He gave a snort of a laugh, “your accent.”

I raise my brow, “accent?”

He raised a hand, gesturing to me, “When you talk for long enough, you say things in a snooty capital accent.”

I scoff, laughing as I shove him, “I do not have a snooty capital accent.”

He laughs, jumping off the table, “you do though! Ever since we were kids!”

I roll my eyes, opening the door as he follows After me.

“I don't have an accent…”

He huffed, walking with md to the lab, “It's gotten less noticeable since you first moved here, but it's there.”

I shake my head, opening the door to the lab and peaking in to make sure Setsuko east in there. Sighing, I open it more.

“It was a light accent when I got here! Barely noticeable.”

He scoffed, walking in as I shut the door. He sat down in my rolly chair, “it was so bad I couldn't understand you for two weeks, (Y/n).”

I shake my head, moving over next to him to place the vials back into their protective case. He leans back, watching me.

“It was not a bad accent...”

He chuckles, “no…it was cute, you used to get so frustrated when people picked on you for it. Never seen someone get so red.”

I scoff, looking down at the dog mask.

“Yeah? And was it cute when I punched Ebisu in the face because of it?”

“No, that was hilarious and I wish I had a video of it.”

I roll my eyes at Him, reading over my notes. Kakashi and I were close…we’d been closed since we first met, considering his close our parents were.

Sure…we didn't talk for a sold 2 years after the nine-tails, but now things started to feel normal…even if it was only when he had that stupid Dog mask on. When he didn't, he got quiet, barely speaking when he did talk, and couldn't hold any eye contact. Kskashi without inu…was the same Kakashi who lost his team and family.

But when he had that mask on, he was hiding that side of him. He was fearless, playful, and more open…

It was Inu, not Kakashi.

“Are you coming with all of us to Ichirakus?”

He shifted s bit, his chakra growing colder.

“Ah, no. I have a mission tonight, sorry.”

I frown a bit, concerned. He had been taking back-to-back missions more often, A and S class mostly. My eyes softened for him, understanding why.

It was his escape, however unhealthy it was, he needed the rush of a mission to keep him going. He craved it, like a drug, and no matter how many times he tries to quit he'd go back full force the next day.

The only way he was leaving the anbu was either being pulled…of death.

………………………………………………………………………….

“-AND I WON'T CRY FOR YOU! I WON'T CRUCIFY THE THINGS YOU DoOoO!”

I burst out laughing, leaning drunkenly on Genma as we all watch Gai sing off toon to music from the karaoke massine.

We left Ichiraku hours ago and had stumbled in here after Asuma challenged Gai to a singing competition, and I've got to say, Gsi sure did have some pipes.

Maybe the ciggerets were ruining peoples voices, because Asuma couldn't hold a note to save his life.

Kurenai and Asuma burst out laughing, falling out of their seat as Gai began to dance magic mike style to the music. Gai Really was the life of every party, always so bright and good.

I smiled softly, and I looked over at Genma. Smirking, I follow his eyes to the bar area.

“You should go talk to her.”

His face turned Scarlett, “w-what?! I can't do that!”

I roll mg eyes, “go on. I need the apartment to myself something, you know?”

He kissed my cheek, “thank you wing man.”

I smiled as I watched him go, noticing all my friends were getting tired. Asuma, who was less drunk than Kurenai pulled her up, “I'll walk her Home, you got Gai?”

I nod, smiling, “always.”

“-WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE! A YELLOW SUB-MUFF?!”

I groan, coving the tall mans mouth, “Gai, my love, I beg of you to shut up.”

He smiled lazily, resting his head on mine and we walked to his apartment, “but that song is sooooo youthful.”

I laugh, shaking my head at Him as I help him up the stairs.

“Keys, Gai.”

He clumsily hands them over, and I giggle down at the little turtle charm.

I help him in, steering him towards his room. I wince as I bumps into a corner, but he just giggles.

As soon as he hit his bed, he was out, and I moved his trash can over to his bed if he got sick.

Walking to his kitchen I filled a glass of water up, then went to his bathroom to dig up Advil for his ragging headache that was sure to come in the morning.

After double checking the windows, I close the door behind me. I walk down the stairs, wrapping my jacket closer to my body to protect myself from the cold.

I walked home, eyes on the snowy ground. I was sobering up, and couldn’t help but let my thoughts wonder to my silver headed friend.

He…really was in a hurry to die. Back to back A and S class missions weren’t healthy for any shinobi, especially one with Kakashis mind. It was too…broken, off center.

“I swear, I’m going to force him into therapy..” I mumble as I climb my stairs, opening my door.

I draw back, my sensitive nose filling with the smell of iron.

I draw my kunai out, holding it at the ready as I scan my living room. No one.

I move forward, sensing Chakra from the bathroom.

I silently pad towards the door, kunai up and ready to strike. I twist the knob, and walk in with my sharp canines bared and my kunai raise.

My eyes widen, and I drop the kunai.

“K-Kakashi?”

He looked over at me lazily, sitting in my tub as blood flowed out from his side. Saké, was next to him.

“W-what the fuck?! Why didn’t you go to the hospital?!”

I go to grab him, completely sober now, but he just snaps at me, baring his own canines at me and I only now come to realize both masks are gone.

“N-no. No hospital.” He glares, gasping air as he groans and hits his head on the back wall.

“F-fix me. I-I trust you.”

My eyes widen and I look absolutely terrified, “I-I can’t do medical ninjutsu! You know that!”

He grabs my hand, blood making stains on my skin. His mismatching eyes look at me half lidded, “I. trust. you.”

Then he passes out, slumped over himself and bleeding out in my tub. Of fucking course he does.

I groan, looking up as I will myself not to cry.

“You stupid asshole…”

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depressedhatakekakashi · 4 months

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Green Or Red?

Prompt: Green and Red

Characters: Maito Gai, Genma, Ebisu, Hatake Kakashi, Auma, Kurenai

Words: 1,888

Pouring out another round of Sake, Kakashi listened to his friends chatting. The conversations they were having were varied and more random than he’d ever experienced before. One moment they were talking about Ibiki’s latest round of training with Inoichi-San, and the next they had moved on to the issues Kurenai faced on her latest mission.

Random, but still not unexpected conversations. These were simply the things that Shinobi talked about in their downtime.

“Hey, isn’t Gai’s birthday coming up?” Asuma spoke up, interrupting the detailed explanation Ebisu was giving about his latest fixation on Onsen’s and their healing properties.

“It is,” Kakashi confirmed without looking up from the glasses he was trying to fill. “In two days to be exact.”

“Two days?” Slapping his hands over his face, Asuma groaned. “I have two days to get a present?”

“I think the problem has less to do with how much time you have to get a present, and more to do with how you forgot one of your friend's birthdays,” Genma pointed out, earning himself a glare from Asuma. “It’s the easiest birthday to remember out of all of us.”

“That’s true,” Ebisu confirmed. “New Year's Day, Gai’s birthday. They happen on the same day. How could you forget?”

“I’ve been busy!”

“It doesn’t matter,” Kurenai interrupted, her hand coming down on Asuma’s shoulder and squeezing. A comforting gesture meant to calm Asuma before he got into an argument with Genma and Ebisu. “Two days is a lot of time. I’m sure you can think of something to get him.”

“Dango?” Genma suggested, snickering when everyone turned their attention to him. “What? He likes dango.”

“He also gets a free stick of dango on his birthday from Emi-san every year,” Kakashi reminded them. “So probably not the most thoughtful gift to get him.”

“Oh, how about a scarf!” Ebisu called out. “A nice green scarf would go over well with him.”

Kakashi scrunched up his nose. “Green?”

“Well, Ya,” Ebisu nodded. “It’s his favorite colour.”

Glancing at all of the others, Kakashi felt comforted when he noticed the same confusion he was feeling etched on Genma’s face.

“Green is not Gai’s favorite colour.”

“You’re his teammate, Genma,” Asuma scolded the older man. “You should know better than anyone that Green is his favorite colour. He’s always wearing it.”

“But-”

“Kakashi,” finishing with the last drink, Kakashi gave his full attention to Asuma. “Tell Genma he’s wrong. You’d know better than any of us what Gai’s favorite colour is, and I’m certain you’ll agree with me and Ebisu.”

Tilting his head, Kakashi blinked. “Green is not, in fact, Gai’s favorite colour.”

Silence fell over the room. Ebisu, Asuma, and Kurenai stared at him as if he’d just said something earth-shattering while Genma pumped a fist into the air and let out a small, restrained cheer.

“You’ve lost your mind,” Ebisu argued.

“Kakashi, the man wears green,” Kurenai stated as if Kakashi could never forget the gaudy green jumpsuit that Gai was so proud of. “The only other colour he wears is orange, but I’m pretty sure that’s not his favorite colour.”

‘It’s not,” Kakashi confirmed, earning a sigh of relief from three of the four friends sitting around him. “Red is his favorite colour.”

“Red!?” Asuma threw his arms up into the air and groaned. “Red!? Have you ever even seen him in something red!?”

“Well, yes,” Kakashi confirmed.

“His old scarf,” Genma added before anyone else could argue. “It was his favorite. He wore it until the thing fell apart on one of our missions. Remember, Ebisu?”

Tapping his forefinger against his chin, Ebisu frowned. “I think I do,” he whispered. “He cried for a good three hours when that thing fell apart. I always thought it was just because it was a gift from his Papa and…well, you know.”

Shaking his head, Kakashi began redistributing the now full cups of sake. “It was a gift from his Papa, and that’s probably why he cried. Gai is a bit of a sap like that.”

“Sap,” Asuma snorted, reaching out to take his glass from Kakashi. “Last I checked you still have your old man’s old tanto displayed in your apartment, and that this is shattered.”

Retracting the glass, Kakashi narrowed his eyes. “There is nothing wrong with keeping an item of sentimental value.”

“Nothing at all,” holding his hands up in surrender, Asuma chuckled when Kakashi’s eyes narrowed. “I’m just saying. You’re just as much a sap as Gai is, you just show it differently.” Contemplating those words, Kakashi sighed and relinquished the drink to Asuma. It wasn’t incorrect, he just hated admitting it.

“Still, the reason his Papa got him that scarf is because it was his favorite colour,” Kakashi continued. “When we were kids he just liked the colour, but these days he says it reminds him of Ningame. You know, his favorite animal.”

Picking up her cup, Kurenai shot back the sake and promptly set the glass back down in front of Kakashi. “If red reminds him of Ningame,” she argued. “Green must remind him of his Papa. I mean, he got that stupid-”

“Don’t let him hear you say that!” Ebisu panicked, suddenly looking around the room for the one friend who still hadn’t shown up to their little hangout. “He’ll give us a lecture about the importance of ‘youth’ if he hears you say that. I can’t handle sitting through another one of those.”

“Sorry. He got that wonderful, beautiful jumpsuit from his Papa. So Green would be his favorite colour because it reminds him of someone important that he lost.”

“That’s…not how it works,” Kakashi sighed. “Yellow, orange, purple, and red are all colours I associate with people that I have lost. People I cared about, but none of them are my favorite colour.”

“Oh?” Genma sat up suddenly. “Do tell us, oh secretive one. If none of those are your favorite colour, what is?”

Kakashi refrained from rolling his eyes at his friend’s jab. “If you must know,” he sighed, hating that Genma had jumped at the opportunity to grill him for personal information. “Though, if you were a good friend you would already know-”

“I am a great friend!” Genma insisted. “So good, in fact, that I’m the only one other than you that knows Red is Gai’s favorite colour!”

“A good friend to Gai, but not me,” watching as Asuma and Ebisu both shot back their cups of Sake, he finally reached out to pick his up off of the table. “Anyways, my favorite colour is green. Which is one of many reasons Gai’s favorite colour isn’t green.”

“Because…”

Asuma began to snicker when Kakashi averted his eyes. “You don’t want to share your favorite colour with Gai, do you?”

“That’s not it.”

“It is!” Kurenai squealed. “Omg, Kakashi is being possessive, over a colour.”

“I am not.”

“You are,” throwing his head back, Genma laughed louder than any of them had heard before, causing all four of them to look his way. “This is brilliant. Hatake Kakashi, the genius of our generation, doesn’t want to share a favorite colour with his best friend.”

Sick of the conversation already, Kakashi prepared to drink his sake when a hand came down hard against his back, causing some of his sake to spill all over his hand. “Great,” he grumbled, glaring back at his attacker only to find Gai standing there grinning at all of them. “My gloves are going to smell like sake for a month now because of you. You know that, right?”

“Ah, sorry Rival,” taking the cup from Kakashi’s hand, he shot it back and smacked his lips. “Delicious.”

“That…that was mine.”

“Can’t share a favorite colour or a drink,” Asuma shook his head disapprovingly. “How sad.”

“A favorite colour?” Raising an eyebrow, Gai draped his arm around Kakashi’s shoulder and leaned in close. “Rival, what is he talking about?”

Sensing no escape from this conversation, Kakashi sighed. “Just, put these three,” he waved toward Ebisu, Kurenai, and Asuma. “Out of their misery and tell them that green is not your favorite colour, please.”

Gai stared at him for a moment. No expression on his face, just a tender gaze directed solely at Kakashi. “My favorite colour?”

“Ya,” Kakashi nodded. “They’re trying to argue that your favorite colour is green. They won’t listen to Genma and me when we tell them that it’s red.”

“Because it’s not,” Kurenai continued to argue. “Look at him, Kakashi. He’s covered head to toe in green.”

Looking at his friend, Kakashi grinned. “Actually,” he pointed toward Gai’s head. “I don’t see any green there.”

“Terrible,” Genma grumbled under his breath. “Absolutely revolting. Leaving the jokes to me, Kakashi, for everyone’s sanity.”

Preparing to argue, Kakashi huffed when Gai pulled him tighter into his side. A silent signal for him to keep whatever he was about to say to himself, which was probably a good idea considering what he wanted to say wasn’t exactly nice.

“Green is not my favorite colour,” Gai stated as calmly as he could, causing Asuma and Ebisu to throw their arms into the air and Kurenai to begin arguing before he held up a hand to silence her. “And neither is red.”

“No!” Genma object. “Not fair!”

“It’s not yellow,” Kakashi grumbled. “Or Pink, or anything else. It has to be red.”

“Actually,” the smile returned to his face, his teeth sparking just a little when the light hit them. “none of those are my favorite colour.”

“You…what?” Asuma, Ebisu, Kurenai, and Genma all narrowed their eyes, each of them looking like they were reading to jump out at him.

“Then what is?” Asuma asked. “What colour does the great green beast of Konoha like?” Gai’s smile only grew with his friend's frustration, and suddenly Kakashi realized his mistake.

“Nothing,” he sighed in defeat, grunting when Gai tightened his hold on him. “That’s the answer, isn’t it?”

“Not quite,” reaching out with his free hand, Gai buried it into Kakashi’s spiky silver hair. “Silver.”

“S-Silver!?” throwing a hand over the left side of his chest, Genma gasped. “This must be what betrayal feels like.”

“So dramatic,” Gai laughed as he ruffled Kakashi’s hair. “I will admit, red used to be my favorite colour when I was younger. It’s vibrant and beautiful, just like I always wanted to be. But growing up I’ve come to appreciate the reserved beauty of silver.”

Each of them reacted differently to this news.

Genma threw himself towards his drink, finally consuming it while muttering curses under his breath.

Asuma threw his head back and filled the room with the sound of his laughter.

Ebisu simply shook his head, choosing to keep quiet on the topic.

Kurenai smiled mischievously at Kakashi, her eyes telling him of years of teasing ahead of him.

Kakashi, though, simply leaned into Gai’s side and closed his eyes. “Silver,” he whispered, enjoying the feeling of Gai’s fingers rubbing against his scalp. If he were a dog he’d be thumping his foot against the ground, but since he was a human and a shinobi he refrained. “you sure are something, Maito Gai.”

“Something wonderful?” Gai asked with a hopeful tone.

“Something,” Kakashi confirmed, chuckling when Gai pressed a kiss against the top of his head.

#Gaibirthdaybingo #Gaibirthdaybingo2023 #Maito Gai #Hatake Kakashi #Genma #Asuma #Kurenai #Ebisu #Slight Kakagai

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wifeofkakashihatake · 1 year

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Kakashi: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without? Sasuke: Naruto, probably. Naruto: Bold of you to say that when you cried out of happiness after I brought you home and told you we were friends. Sasuke: That was the one and only time I have shown weakness in front of someone. Oh yeah, and MY ARM WAS FUCKING BLOWN TO BITS-

#incorrect naruto quotes #incorrect team 7 #naruto shitposting #naruto shippuden #naruto uzumaki #sakura haruno #sasuke uchiha #kakashi hatake #team 7 #team kakashi #creds: tumblr

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lemony-snickers · 7 months

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Idk what this is abt but im curious so 8 from me

I hope it's lucky <3<3<3

8. sacrifice. thanks for playing, kali! <3

Dark. The drag of thick swamp muck, pulling him under.

Cold. The underside of a rock pulled from the swift tide of a mountain river.

Empty. The lonely ache he had felt most of his life, waiting for his clan to recognize him. For his village to find him truly worthy.

If he'd known the after life would feel like this, maybe Obito wouldn't have spent his last moments being so incredibly--foolishly--valiant.

Obito never thought he'd die in battle. Or, at least, on the rare occasions when he had allowed himself to envision a courageous sacrifice in his future, it was always that. In his future.

Obito Uchiha was supposed to be Hokage one day, not die a lowly chunin so early in his career no one would remember his name.

He would laugh bitterly if he weren't dead. Scoff at the heroic impetus to save Bakashi of all people. To put his own body between that of his haughty, pompous teammate and the rubble which had so definitively crushed the air from his lungs.

To give him the gift of a sharingan.

Now Obito really did want to laugh because when he imagined the crusty, curmudgeony Uchiha Elders' faces the moment they realized what he'd done, it filled him with a dark, delightful glee. Screw them, they'd never been kind to to him, anyway. And who were they to decide who was and was not worthy?

Obito knew he must be dead because he couldn't feel anything--none of the excruciating pain which had so totally permeated his body upon impact remained. There was just a cold, unfeeling numbness everywhere. A dull hum like too many overhead lights, except everything was dark.

None of his sacrificial daydreams had included death by landslide, and now that he had experienced a crushing end at the bottom of a pile of rubble, he knew why.

Being killed by the swing of a katana or the blaze of a fireball jutsu hurt a hell of a lot less--or, at least, he assumed it did--than being squashed like a gnat by a boulder.

The moment the rocks had buried him, Obito had felt an overwhelming regret. Too late, though, to take it back. Better to smile through the blood and tears. To show Rin, even if it was too late, that he could be valiant and strong and cool, too.

Way cooler than Kakashi, who had wanted to leave her for dead. Now she would see that he had always been the better choice, and even in death, Obito, took some solace in that.

That he had won. Well, sort of. Dying probably didn't really count as winning no matter how cool you looked doing it, which seemed vastly unfair.

Obito coughed. Or, it felt like maybe he coughed, but he didn't really think you could do that when you were dead so really maybe he just remembered what a cough felt like.

Still, the faintest prickle of pain snapped bcak to life and he cried out. Or, he tried to.

But Obito Uchiha was dead. And even as the vast darkness around him evporated into blinding white light, there was nothing he could do to change that.

#lemony scribbles #obito uchiha #obito fanfiction #tw injury #tw death mention

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konowhoregakure · 11 months

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Shinobis' Spotify Wrapped

Sasuke listens to emo and pop-punk obviously. Most played: Helena - My Chemical Romance.

I feel like Sakura likes pop. Most played: Hollaback Girl - Gwen Stefani

Surprisingly, I can see Naruto liking pop as well- like it's something they could bond over. He also likes meme music, obviously. Most played: All Star - Smash Mouth

Kakashi doesn't seem like the kind of person to like music, but if he had to, I can see him liking something he doesn't have to pay much attention to- perhaps he likes oldies, like 80's hits. It probably reminds him of his dad. As far as his own tastes go, I think he'd like The Cure. Most played: Homesick - The Cure

Listen listen listen. kiba likes reggaeton. I don't make the rules, sorry. Most played: Pa' Que Retozen - Tego Calderón

Music bothers Shino. Disrupts his bug concentration or whatever.

Shikamaru would probably be really pretentious with his music tastes so he likes... The Smiths? Most played: Cemetry Gates - The Smiths

Rock Lee only listens to Maroon 5 because he heard Guy listening to that once. Surprisingly, he really liked it. He likes She will be loved, he thinks of Sakura and cries I guess? Idk Most played: This Love - Maroon 5

Neji thinks of himself as a music connoisseur, but the truth is that sometimes all he wants to do is relax and listen to some Indie Rock (yes he likes Tame Impala). Most played: Walk away - Franz Ferdinand

Tenten likes female rappers. She always bothers Neji by quoting parts of WAP. She also likes the party anthems of the early 2010s (Where Them Girls At by David Guetta? Cultural Reset). Most Played: Rules - Doja Cat

I love the idea of Ino listening to boy bands. To this date she cites Zayn leaving One Direction as a traumatic event. However, she was never one to fight over which band was the best. Most played: S.O.S - The Jonas Brothers

Chouji likes anime openings, probably. Meta moment but he would love Blue Bird. Most Played: Rising Hope - LiSA

Hinata likes Coldplay. She is starting to discover Radiohead- which is of course an obvious progression that shocks no one. Most played: Shiver - Coldplay

Guy's likes the mellow 2000's. He likes to dance by himself to Drops of Jupiter by Train. He wants to dedicate it to someone but he- we're still working on it, okay? Most played: Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield

Yamato, I think, is the kind of person that judges people by their music tastes (he still isn't quite sure what to think of Kakashi's so he just ignores that piece of information). He listens to a little bit of everything, but lately he's been stuck on Steely Dan's Can't Buy a Thrill, though. Most played: Brooklyn (Owes The Charmer Under Me) - Steely Dan

Bonus: If Rin had lived, she would have liked Taylor Swift. (And when she's sure no one is around she sings with her brushes pretending she is in a concert). Most Played: Mine - Taylor Swift

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dark-elf-writes · 11 months

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So many thoughts at 1:12 am!!!!

1) The Jonin standing by/ for Naruto and Neji is absolute perfection. You are a benevolent deity for giving us this.

2) Not only has Konoha failed Naruto and Neji in previous loops by not coming to their aid or believing them, but in allowing for Orochimaru to exist at all.

I’m not even talking about “if his team was better he wouldn’t be lonely and immoral” or “if his teacher was less suspicious he’d be loyal” I mean literally exist. It’s a military dictatorship filled with assassins raised to be loyal to shared cause. Anyone who deviated from that in an extreme way, anyone who betrayed it, should have been executed by all means.

And it’s worse because he’s not just some two bit shinobi that would die in a year without the villages backing. Orochimaru is a powerful person to lose as an ally, and an even worse one to let loose as an enemy. But even while he had a chance, the third hokage failed to dispose of a threat to Konoha and no Jonin has forgotten that.

Can’t forget it when the evidence is staring back at them them in the form of two boys leaning as far into each other space as they can without limiting the others range of movement. Who, even tucked away in the Hokage’s office surrounded by the best shinobi Konoha has to offer, their eyes flicker to shadows and mark the ANBU layered in illusions there periodically. Especially not when Naruto’s eyes linger on Anko for longer than the rest and offers her a soft smile equal parts understanding and empathy.

“I’m sorry that he marked you like that. He managed to do that to us in a couple loops too. It was…it hurt”

Look I adore Orochimaru more than I probably should but the fact that he was allowed to live after what he did much less was allowed to escape will forever be one of my many reasons to hate Hiruzen. They are all killers and he is in essence the king of killers. Guilt or not, allowing his former student to live after he had been caught should have clued people in that he was not fit to be Hokage. He’s a danger to the village. Fucking kill him.

Anko in particular would never forget that the third had a chance to end all of this, to save her these kids and was too weak, to sentimental, to take it. He failed as Hokage and now there are scores of bodies (children’s bodies more than any others) littered across the land because of that failure.

And these boys, these two shattered kids who eye most of them with suspicion at best, these children who were forced to get up and fight and die time after time because Orochimaru wasn’t stopped stand as living breathing proof of that failure too.

So when Might Guy and Kakashi threaten to leave, to take out as many as these bastards before they go, Anko adds her own voice, coiled and ready to strike like the snake he had made her into.

Another child Hiruzen had failed to save.

She would protect these two newest testaments to his failure with her life.

(Anko hasn’t cried in years, has fought her way through the tightening in her throat and tremble in her hands whoever her former sensei was mentioned, has all but killed the scared little girl she could only partially remember and covered herself in scales stronger than any iron to hide the remnants of that girl away.

She nearly sobs when one of those boys looks at her with slitted pupils, like cat a fox not a snake, and apologizes for the curse mark. The first person to offer sympathy rather than pity to fear. Someone who understands.)

She could strangle the third for failing two more children, would if it came to it. If she could only beat Hatake and perhaps the Hyuga boy to the old man’s throat.

#the elf talks #naruto #timeloop au #how Hiruzen isnt choking on all the killing intent in that room is a mystery

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hellcifrogs · 7 months

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As adults of course ^_^ what are team Shinichi, Team Kenshi and the Konoha 13 like when they are drunk XP

Hnnm fun thing to answer as someone who rarely ever drinks >:9 (it got long anyway ->)

Shinichi is a light weight so he doesn't usually drink. You'll see him carrying his drunk friends home after parties (designated driver, but make it a ninja)

Ashi on the other hand can drink all night and only get tipsy. I'm gonna say she learned to drink with her dad (a real heavy weight) and can keep a straight face like her mom (won't show any signs of being affected by the alcohol before slaming her face on the table, wasted)! You'll never tell she's drunk.

Sho blushes quickly and her words get slurred after a while. She can fall asleep anywhere when really drunk, but she's good at pacing herself so that doesn't happen too often.

Kenshi cries or fights. No in between. He can drink a lot, not as much as Ashi, but close. But once he's *drunk* you can expect a show. He'll usually control himself just fine though, as long as no one Ashi or Kakashi challenges him.

Naoki and Miyu don't drink too much either. Miyu will drink at celebrations or to be polite, but never enough to get drunk. If she ever did she'd probably be the quickest to sober up and like the little peincess she is never even get hangovers. Naoki just doesn't like how he feels when he drinks.

Kaen is wild. She drinks to get drunk and when she's drunk she'll make a mess. She's loud and will take over the karaoke while missing all the lyrics. She's the one who got Naoki drunk for the first time, because he tried to follow her lead, and now he hates it :9

You said as adults, but Homura actually started drinking still underage. He grew up surrounded by older fighters and basically in a gang. He had to "prove himself" at some point. He also drinks for fun and to get drunk, but nowhere as crazy as his sister, he was properly taught to pace himself. He and Kaen are both loud and hit their cups on the table a lot while talking.

Akihiko is already aleep by the third cup.

Chiha loves to drink and loves wine (she's from the Land of Iron so I think that's a good match). She also prefers to drink with company so expect her to bring the drinks to the party. She is usually well behaved and drinking is a moment she can relax.

Also Kaen likes colorful and sweet drinks. Ashi likes beer. Kenshi also liked beer, until Kaen and Sho introduced him to nice cocktails and now he realizes beer is disgusting. Homura will drink anything, but wine. Naoki will only drink sake because that's what Miyu usually drinks and he only trusts her.

Now konoha 12 (Lee not included) ->

Tenten is loud and giggly, Neji gets grumpy and his speech slurred, which makes him even grumpier.

Naruto also laughs a lot until he's passed out, Sakura is an angry drunk, Sai doesn't get drunk no matter how much he drinks, but gets hangovers, Sasuke cries, and he hates it :)

Kiba is also the type to drink to get drunk, the fun is to be a little out of it, Hinata is a light weight and she also gets grumpy, but she's adorable while Neji and Sakura are scary. Shino can drink way more than Kiba and has very different habits everytime he drinks, but most people can't tell the difference.

Ino is obviously the flirty type, but she also cries easily (Now I can't imagine her drinking with team 7 bc Sakura will yell at her and she'll cry or she'll see Sasuke sitting there, silent, face neutral and looking staright ahead while tears roll down his cheeks and she'll cry, Sai will flirt back with her and she'll cry. Poor Ino). Shikamaru will drink two or three glasses of beer and call it a night, how fun. Chouji is the best company to drink, he can behave and chat like a normal person.

#ask ffrogs #my god what is this #headcanons

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Aborted SLT snippet became a lil drabble for ya - enjoy

(CW CRYING DURING SEX CUZ DUH I WROTE IT ONLY THIS IS LIKE THE THEME ANYWAY IM SORRY ALSO YOURE WELCOME)

It was mildly embarrassing to admit this but Kakashi cried pretty often during sex.

That was not to say he cried exclusively during sex - that would be more than mildly embarrassing, and also probably maybe a bit of a problem, so he could count himself lucky in that regard. And overall the things that did make him cry were pretty justifiable otherwise: grieving at the memorial on difficult days, deaths of comrades, a particular brand of unexpected pain (though that was more reactionary than anything). His own haunting flashbacks and nightmares could bring him to tears, as well as overthinking about losing his kids, or his dogs. Dogs in general, really, could pull tears from him if he let his guard down (they’re just so good why are they always so good we don’t deserve how good they are—), as well as romance stories told just right, like in the Icha Icha movies, with the score swelling right at the first kiss, the melting away of inhibitions, the promise of forever on a lover’s lips…

Gai’s curry could make him cry if it was spicy enough. But also Gai’s smile, given the right context. His laugh too. The thought of losing him. The way he looked at him, the way he brushed his hair back or kneaded his scalp, the way he would kiss him first thing in the morning, just so, the way he would whisper to him in the middle of the night, hush now, dear heart or my precious sweet thing or rival mine or c’mere, ‘Kashi—

Gai in general could make Kakashi cry on most occasions.

Sex with Gai, therefore, obviously, had the potential to often pull sobs from him that were more than sounds of pleasure but rather release. Release of things raw and tight and hidden inside him, jerked loose with Gai’s lips and hands and teeth and fingers, his gentle praises, his endearments, his hips. And of course, his love. Searing, blinding, potent love.

Gai wracked him with love, and Kakashi buckled to it. He bent. He bowed. He crumbled. He cried.

It was cathartic, honestly. But the first time it had happened, Kakashi was mortified and Gai had worried so badly he too had been brought to tears. It was unexpected - they were making love on Gai’s bed, early in their relationship, when Kakashi still wanted things soft and private and lights off, under the covers, and Gai had gripped his hips for a moment and he’d groaned a soft slew of praises into him as they rocked in time. Kakashi was close already, and he’d misinterpreted the building feeling in his belly as a climax but instead, before he knew it, tears were spilling from the corners of his eyes as he gasped into release. Gai hadn’t noticed at first until afterwards, when Kakashi shuddered and whimpered despite his best efforts to stifle himself, and Gai was positively beside himself, worried he’d hurt him or caused him distress or done something without his consent.

Kakashi hadn’t been able to articulate it then. He’d reassured him that he was fine, everything was fine, more than fine, and he’d simply been overcome. But after it happened a few more times, Kakashi learned that sometimes, the tension, the trauma, the scored parts of his body that rubbed rough against Gai’s tenderness often bled out when they were intimate, weeping wounds of ghosted pain, finally receiving the care and attention, the mending they needed, through Gai’s touch or praise. It was a lot. Too much sometimes, but in the best way. Kakashi’s chest would get tight, his breaths would stutter, and he’d feel his emotion overtake him just as his climax would only moments later. And the release would be doubly sublime.

Kakashi would float on some special sort of cloud afterwards, vulnerable yet miraculously unafraid, unguarded, completely melting into the trust and certainty of Gai’s adoration like he could dissolve in it, as simply and as perfectly as a sugar cube in a cup of warm tea.

#let kakashi cry 2k23 #I live for this trope I’m sorry #ficlet #kakagai #progress report #drabble

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