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leportraitducadavre · 1 year

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“Sarada is the first Uchiha that awoke her MS out of a sense of pure love, unlike the rest of them that were rooted in hatred –she’s the first one to break the “Hatred Cycle” of the clan.”

*sighs* Listen, there’s nothing I’d like more than to leave Boruto and all of its byproducts behind for good, yet over and over again the rabid anti-Sasuke fandom comes back to trash on the original characters of the show for the sole purpose of chanting “old Uchiha bad, new Uchiha good” around a barely lit pit fire.

Allow me to quickly break this notion, as it doesn’t need much more inspection than a faint passing of our eyes through the original series to debunk it.

After hearing Naruto is sealed away alongside Hinata and everyone blames Boruto, Sarada starts crying and, in desperation, asks her dad to “help Boruto”, awakening her Mangekyou Sharingan.

[Contrary to what I initially believed as I thought she might be asking for help as she couldn’t move, she’s not injured, she appears to be (at most) in shock due to everything that Boruto has to face, so, in case you’re one of those Naruto fans that are used to have pretty plot-relevant, emotional moments after the initial awakening of an Uchiha’s MS, let me tell you: That’s not happening, at all.]

Regardless of the minuscule and for real, for real, not sarcastic at all, very-well thought and constructed attempt to empower a character whose relevance to the main plot lies in the fact that she is the only daughter of Boruto's mentor, many stans of the child saw this opportunity to trash on Sasuke’s power as an Uchiha (you know, the reincarnation of Indra itself), and to justify such an awakening of one of the most powerful forms of the Sharingan under the premise that “it’s a different type of awakening because it’s linked to love, not hatred.”

So, in order to fact-check such affirmation, let’s see how other characters achieved the Mangekyou:

Sasuke:

Sasuke awakes his MS originally from learning the truth behind his family’s genocide; before this (and I mean, chapters before this, as his MS is dedicated a total of three chapters) Obito explained that the Uchiha were planning a coup and that Itachi, to protect Konoha and his brother, committed the annihilation of his entire kin following the government’s orders. We see him crying before a new resolution is reached: destroy Konoha. His MS awakes due to his pain which turns to complete anger.

However, you wouldn’t believe how Sasuke has conscious access to both Mangekyou:

That’s right folks, he has conscious access over his right MS by thinking of those he wants to protect, Team Taka and Team 7. So this “hatred” cycle that powers up his Sharingan is fuelled by one thing and one thing only: love.

Furthermore,

Sasuke got conscious access over his left MS technique when trying to save Karin, as she’s a very dear comrade of his. Something similar happened when he awakened his Sharingan versus when he got conscious access to it when trying to save Naruto.

[Sasuke awoke the Sharingan when he was eight years old, so the idea that “haha, Sarada awoke her MS when she was younger than him so she’s better!” is stupid as he awoke it when he was at least four years younger when facing the genocide of his people, unlike her that got it from daddy issues. In fact, awakening MS or the Sharingan before or after has nothing to do with the person's capacity as a ninja as it solely depends on the traumatic events that said person experiences. It's safer to say that her emotional threshold is significantly lower than her father's given the "peaceful" times in which she grew up than to claim a "superiority" based upon the age they both experienced traumatically enough events to influence their chakra and develop or evolve their doujutsu.]

Obito:

Obito, somewhat similar to Sasuke (and this is due to their feelings, as they’re heartbroken and such pain triggers their raw hate), awakes his MS when he sees the girl he loves get killed by the boy he started to consider a friend when he was twelve/thirteen years old. His feelings are so strongly connected to his Sharingan that they also evolve the doujutsu that Kakashi possesses.

However, there’s a striking difference between how Obito awakened his Sharingan (basic form) and how Sasuke or even Sarada did as he achieved such power when trying to save his comrades.

[Sasuke awoke the Sharingan due to the pain he felt when seeing his parents get killed by his brother, which turned into hatred when Itachi "explained" his reasons. Meanwhile, Sarada got her Sharingans due to the pain she felt when her father didn't recognize her, which turned into fear when he threatened to kill her.]

Obito’s Sharingan was completely awakened by a sense of protectiveness over those dear to him, in other words, love.

Every single Sharingan or evolution of the same doujutsu is driven by the same emotion. From there, it either derivates to different states (pain, hate, grief, and so on), or it doesn’t, but no Uchiha can access either form without feeling a strong positive connection with someone or something they are trying to protect.

P.S: Unrelated, but look how pretty Kishimoto's art is compared to Ikemoto's (who also sexualizes minors constantly, as this is the cover of the newest volume), Sasuke looks so ugly and Sarada's MS is the most awful thing I've ever seen. No wonder the manga is flopping. Yikes.

Edit to add: It’s devastatingly hilarious how the whole point of Sarada’s Mangekyou wasn’t even about her; nor her power, nor the relevance of her bonds, it was about making a powerful enough moment for Sasuke to believe her and help Boruto! Everything becomes, yet again, about Sasuke.

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belit0 · 8 months

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I would like to ask for an Uchihas react to Y/N asking them to kiss her during a truth or dare game. And to spice things on, let's say that they had some drinks before playing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

love this type of request, they give me years of life👀💫

Indra

- He wouldn't be playing, thinking it's all too stupid to participate. He's at the side of the round and not even watching, smoking a cigarette and talking to some npc. (Y/N) is dared to kiss him because he is the hardest target of the whole night, the unattainable guy. She is drunk, of course she is, but he is not, having a strong resistance to whatever he drinks. Indra seizes the opportunity because she is pretty, "Why not?" kind of situation, but that's where it all ends, and it is she who is left wanting more.

Madara

- He doesn't play either (because he's embarrassed) but observes. He laughs with each challenge, a bit intoned by the several beers he has on him, and is surprised when (Y/N) chooses him as the kissing challenge. Of course he doesn't object, but he's never seen this girl before and is fascinated by the way she kisses. Needless to say, they meet again at the party when the game is over, and they go on about their business.

Izuna

- Drunk as he is and proposing the funniest challenges of the whole game (it's Izuna, duh) is the one who challenges (Y/N) to kiss him, because he's had his eye on her for a long time and wants to have a chance with her. To add more spice, he proposes to get into the closet (7 minutes in heaven), a child's game like in the old days, and be able to feel her body if she is willing. That's how they both discover how delicious each other's kisses are, a one-way trip.

Obito

- Embarrassed by the things Izuna has dared him to do, he drinks and drinks to lose his shame and not care about anything. When (Y/N) dares him to kiss her, he's so high on his "fuck it all" cloud that he doesn't even think about it and pounces on her in front of everyone. They both fall down lying on the carpet and put on a show to remember, tongues and even a few moans here and there. Quite a spectacle.

Shisui

- Shisui is high, preferring weed over alcohol, and it's all so funny to him that he doesn't even understand (Y/N)'s challenge. He accepts by nodding his head without understanding what he has to do, and it is she who drunkenly climbs on top of him and devours his mouth in front of everyone. She leaves him breathless and looking like it's his first kiss (it's not), stunned at what just happened. He has to process it.

Itachi

- With a high tolerance for alcohol as well, Itachi is slightly tipsy after a few good rounds of drinks, but not drunk at all. ((Y/N) is in another world, regardless, and Itachi doesn't want to kiss her in that state. He refuses the challenge and breaks her heart a bit, only to later explain he wants to kiss her when she's in her right mind and understands what she's doing, not take advantage of her state.

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uchihaharlot · 3 days

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Hii, could i request hcs of uchihas including sasugay being in the night club? Like what would they do and how would they act. U could do them being with so or without, idc.

I literally cannot imagine Itachi and Obito going out anywhere idk they seem too stiff and polite for that tbh

Thanks regardless!!!

Lmao Sasugay 🥹😂😂

Itachi is super polite, he also doesn’t like loud people. Obito, while polite is overtly shy. He just feels so out of place.

SFW(suggestive themes—I can not just ever ignore cock); just some light Drabble on these delicious men

Madara:

If we’re keeping this canon-ish. There weren’t any night clubs in the warring states era. So it was mostly bonfire parties and fight clubs. You can guess which one Madara preferred; and as the number one rule goes without saying.

He doesn’t talk about it.

Obito:

You’re right, he’s too chicken shit to go, but gets dragged by the collar of his shirt. It’s mainly because all the hot girls throwing themselves at him just is overwhelming and he has a perpetual boner the whole night. Which isn’t embarrassing per say, it does more favors for him than anything. He actually goes home with two girls, and that makes Shisui a bit jealous. Obito was the most plastered though and unfortunately falls asleep before anything hot happens with his arm candy, so they kind just lug him into his bed and leave. Wakes up with aching morning wood.

Shisui:

He’s the Uchiha who had the idea to begin with. And he’s actually really annoyed that Obito made out better than he did. Funnily enough, he’s the mostly sober one for the night. Konoha’s number one genjutsu genius might have a celebratorial cup of sake but that’s about it. He spends most of his time schmoozing the ladies, drawing more attention to the barkeep as he opens the tab for everyone to enjoy themselves. Ends up going home with a girl, who also is sober. Shisui is, in my opinion, a very conscientious man. If he’s going rounds with a girl; he wants to make sure they both remember it. Ends up hitting it too good and breaks the condom, so all that amazing blissful feeling evaporates faster than water in a drought.

Itachi:

Does not entertain this kind of nonsense. He might enjoy the finer things in life, dinners out and such. But he absolutely does not go to the night club. He does once, just for the experience and it lives up to his interpretation of it. Loud and obnoxious basically. Shisui will definitely hear about it for the longest time and he shows zero remorse for his almost oopsy baby, you reap what you sow.

Sasugay:

Undeniably the same as his brother; but once pumped with a few ounces of liquor, blacks out (incredibly a lightweight) and starts the bar fight that prematurely ends their evening and closes the bar. Apparently threatening an innocent person with ‘the power of the Uchiha’ was not an appropriate response to being bumped repeatedly on the dance floor and it scares the majority of the patrons. Gets hauled home by his ear by Itachi.

#uchiha headcanons #shisui headcanons #itachi headcanons #sasuke headcanons #obito headcanons #madara headcanons #uchiha clan #uchiha family #madara uchiha #obito uchiha #shisui uchiha #itachi uchiha #sasuke uchiha

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stuckyeatscake · 1 year

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"and then being like fuck you to madara who was lowkey controlling him the whole time and becoming the ten tails himself was such a girlboss moment" HE ISSS THAT IS INDEED SUCH A GIRLBOSS MOMENT one of my most favorite moments in the entire manga tbh <3 and exactly regardless of the execution of said motivations (which unfortunately received in variety between ppl as u know it), they are very real like you've said esp at his age, that is a real life changing moment (in a very bad way)

Anon. This is how i feel when i get obito asks❤️❤️❤️

but yes idk some people just cant read or listen lol obito literally says that while rin was very important to him she was not the main motivation for his own moon plan, id argue that his own moon plan was obito trying to get his own innocence back, because imo he was too easily conviced by naruto to help them and be proved that maybe the world is worth fighting for even if it sucks like really deep deep DEEEP down some part of innocent obito was still there i also think that being an orphan in a warring city also had a major impact on obito bcs i think at some point he says that in his world there will be no war i think that he didnt add parents to his own moon dream because he just didnt know them so the only family he knew were the uchiha and team minato +kushina. Also i think we should really reallly discuss why the uchiha massacre happened, specifically why it was obito that killed his family. like sure danzo(yuck) played a big role in it but i think as a young teenager he was still v v much impressionable and madara still feeling resentmwnt from thw uchiha not leaving w him taught that hatred and resentment to obito tbh sometimes obito feels like multiple characters shoved into one blorbo and its great bcs it makes my brain go beeeepbooop

#i stopped reading abt how insect help flowring plants produce higher yield bcs i saw the email of this ask in my notifs and my brin went #OBITO❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#ye i couldnt continue until i talked abt obito at least a tiny bit #i can literally keep going but i do have yo continue my reading🥲

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preparetobedissapointed · 2 years

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You Joined The Akatsuki [How do they react? Konoha! Version]

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NARUTO is bringing you home, comsequences be damned. He’s lost enough people as is.

ITACHI doesn’t think you made the right decision, not that he can tell you that. He’ll keep a close eye on you, and shelter you if he can.

SAKURA both hates you and misses you dearly—- She’ll bring you home, then punch you afterwards—

SASORI finds you interesting. He doesn’t trust your abrupt decision, though, and is slightly suspicious of you.

KAKASHI knew something was off, but not what— He’s beating himself up over not noticing what was wrong.

HIDAN doesn’t like you. He doesn’t like that you refuse to hear about Jashin, but this also motivates him to speak to you more— Weird, yeah?

ASUMA misses you. You were his friend, and now you’re a traitor. He wishes he could still think of you the same, but he can’t.

KISAME thinks you’re hillarious. Your occasional bursts of random energy entertain him to no ends. He also loves challenging you to spars.

TSUNADE asked you to join the organozation. She put you in harm’s way and hates it, but also trusts yoi to do what’s best for the Village. (The question is, will you?)

NAGITO/PEIN knows your true intentions and is testing you, so far, you’re passing. He finds you interesting, and secte enjoys hearing your reports.

SHIKAMARU tries to avoid thinking about you. He misses you and it’s bothersome. He wishes he knew. He’s known for his smarts yet couldn’t see past your facade. He worries you were never “real” friends in the first place.

KONAN adores you. She enjoys making crafts with you from time to time, and is always interested in any new projects you come up with. ((If you’re younger, she wouk de adopt you.))

KIBA hates that he ever liked you. Any mention of you will set him off. How dare you, and why can’t hate you?

OROCHIMARU finds you intriguing, suddenly leaving the village, and being one of its most reknowned members? Regardless, he finds you an interesting, yet trivial matter. If you got in his way, well, accid accidents happen.

HINATA stops talking every time you’re mentioned, and tends to remai silent the rest of the conversarion… She really, really liked you…Could she have helped you at all??? (No, she couldn’t have, but she doesn know that—)

KAKUZU is glad you only cause property damage when sparring. You seem fairly frugal with your spending too. He definitley does not mind patching you up at times—

INO thinks you’re reckless, and questions whether you were faking your entire friendship. However, as a Yamanaka she feels there may have been solething more, and won’t leap to rash decisions quite yet.

DEIDERA finds you cute. He likes your flashy jutsu, if only it would explode, and constantly offers you ideas on how to modify it to be more “art-like”—

NEJI knew he shouldn’t have trusted you, and hates how his heart aches when he sees the things you enjoyed around the village—

KURENAI thought you were promising, and wonders why it’s always the promising ones that crack first— She’ll save you, if she can—

SASUKE knew you held a darkness in you. Not quite like his, but a sense of wildness that didn’t want to be chained. Maybe you’ll be able to help him? His goal would be easier with inside assistance…

TEN-TEN had genuinely loved training with you— She was the first to hear of your defection, and insted of taking it poorly, chose to train harder. She would find you. She had to.

LEE actually cried when he found out, as you were one of his most ”youthful” friends— He may have gone overboard with training, too, but he wouod be strong enough to help you next time—

ANKO hates you, but thinks you’re attractive and will absolutely interrogate you. She’ll enjoy it, as well.

OBITO/TOBI finds you calming to be around. You never judge him and he thinks he may be genuinely sad if you had to be sacrificed.

SHINO wonders if he could have stopped you had he usen his justsu, but then again, he never thought you’d leave…

SAI keeps the presents you’d made him stored under his bed. He doesn’t like how he feels sick when he sees them, but the thought of throwing them away also unsettles him.

#naruto imagines #naruto headcanons #akatsuki x reader #various x reader #naruto x reader

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uchihashisuii · 2 years

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something something obikari blowjob

what a coincidence i happen to have one of those tucked away for later use 👀

obito/ofc (akari)

nsfw ahead

content warning for spit kink, messy blowjob, come marking

Obito watches her through lidded eyes, breath catching in his chest. A fist tangled in her hair, soft strands plucked and pulled as he guides her along his thick shaft. Akari struggles to breathe around his cock, tears freely spilling down her cheeks. The sight of it is as pretty as a picture; a dusting of pink from her face to her tits, chin and jaw slick from tears and spit. He cant help it; he thrusts his hips forward, head of his cock slipping down her bruised throat and making her choke. Her eyes flutter as she strains against his hold, trying to pull back. He doesn't let her get that far; a bare moment of relief, air flooding her lungs when he pulls her by the hair until his cock rests on the flat of her tongue, and then thrusts harshly in once again.

She's perfect, wrapped around his dick like this; mouth warm and wet and inviting, throat tight as a vice. Obito's hand tightens in her hair until she whines, a soft sound that does wonders to his shaft seated in her mouth, and he groans deep in his chest in response to the low vibration around his cock. Her eyes squeeze shut, fresh tears spilling as her throat loosens, and he barely has to move or do any of the work himself; yanking her forward until her nose is pressed flush to the coarse hair above his cock.

He knows she can take it, knows intimately how well she can please him.

Obito pulls her off of him, until his cock slips free of her mouth. He holds her there, watching entranced when the thick bridge of spit between her and his cock breaks and soaks her chin further. She should always look like this, he thinks; eyes bright with arousal and tears, a sheen of sweat and spit coating her face. He reaches forward, free hand curving along the line of her jaw; trails his thumb through the slick around her mouth before slipping it into her mouth. She sucks on it obediently, looking up at him from beneath her thick lashes. She'll be his undoing one of these days, he's certain.

He drops his hands from her, leaning back in the low chair. Sharingan spinning to life as he studies her; heaving chest and shoulders rolling as she catches her breath, blinking away her tears and coughing a bit through the strain. He's just a moment shy of losing patience, a single brow cocked, when she shuffles forward on her knees. Her small hand moves to grasp his shaft, too thick for her to wrap her fingers all the way around. Obito sighs, softly, at the immediate tightening of his core; she jerks him expertly, eyes refusing to leave his. It's an easy glide, drenched as he is from her efforts. A balm to his aching flesh, her wrist turning each time she teases his head with nimble fingers.

"Good girl," he whispers, tone a near growl. Heat coalesces in his core, cock twitching against her palm. Akari preens silently at the praise, a flash of heat burning deep in her brown eyes as she leans forward to take him back into her mouth.

Obito's hips rock forward at that first press between her lips, tongue teasing the underside of his shaft. She goes slow, almost teasing; cheeks hollowed as she gives a firm suck with her tongue prodding at the tip. The jolt it sends through him is jarring, and his hisses her name through tightly clenched teeth before thrusting harshly into her throat.

A hand curves along her cheek, soft and affectionate, before he's burying his fingers in her hair once more. Akari swallows him down, hands obediently raising to press her palms to the firm muscles of his thighs. He brings her forward, pulse jumping at the realization she trusts him so readily, allows herself to be used by him. Her face goes pink but she moans brokenly around his cock regardless, eyes slipping shut as he moves her forward and back.

He lets her breathe, watching as the drool bubbles on the corners of her mouth to spill down her chin and to her breasts. She's a mess, but she's stunning, too; adoration aplenty as she sucks in a breath before he's choking her with his cock.

He lasts a minute, maybe two; that familiar tightening in his balls and belly coming to the forefront. Obito huffs a heavy breath, shifting until he slips from her mouth to tighten a fist around his shaft. Akari whines, just a little, when he goes; he tries not to let it get to his head (fails.) He strokes himself firmly, sharingan trained on Akari, still kneeling between his spread thighs. Her chest heaves as she catches her breath, hair an utter mess of curls around her face; stunning. His hand moves faster, breath stuttering as he closes in on his peak. She shuffles forward, mouth opening and tongue stuck out, utterly patient and obedient for him to give her what she wants. The sight of her submission and desire is enough, and Obito falls from the brink with a low groan.

He paints her face with his come, thick ropes slipping down her cheek and landing heavily on her tongue. Akari moans, eyes fluttering shut, as a shiver works its way through her spine. Obito cant tear his eyes away, fingers tightening on his cock to squeeze every drop he has onto her waiting tongue. She takes everything he gives, waiting patiently for him to finish before swallowing it down.

"Thank you," she whispers around his come on her smiling lips, before licking them clean.

Obito leans forward to steal her breath with a kiss, tasting himself on her mouth. "Good girl."

#obito x oc #obito uchiha #obito smut #uchiha obito #naruto #naruto oc #naruto smut #jules writes #akari #obikari #we back to using pictures i keep forgetting to stick em in

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goddess-of-green · 3 years

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ok listen. i can see professor Obito kissing his favorite student out of jealously (he heard someone asking them on a date or something)

obito gets jealous soo easily. if he sees someone even looking at you a certain way he'll get jealous. regardless of whether you and him are a thing or not. especially if someone tries to make a move on you. that being said, when sasuke of all people tried to get into your pants he hardly contained himself. as soon as class ended and everyone filed out, he had you pressed against the wall, leaving hot kisses on your neck and not caring if anyone happened to come back. hell, a part of him even wanted someone to come back. for someone to see you two. then they would know who you belonged to.

you were surprised by his sudden fervor, but you only moaned as he started sucking hickeys into your neck and marking you. you weren't thinking about how you would cover them the next day, and he was counting on that as he made sure to leave them in places where everyone could see them. you blushed as he groped you and mumbled something into your neck; something that you didn't quite catch.

"Mine."

#obito x reader #thirsts

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belit0 · 7 months

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I feel filthy for asking this. 😌 But I’ll wear my shame with pride. HC for Uchiha’s walking in on fem!xreader using a hairbrush to masturbate with? Do they help? Or are down dirty with the fact that she took pleasure into her own hands? 😈 To make things interesting, they’re not s/o, just merely friends or acquaintances.

Babyyyy, you're safe here, nothing of feeling dirty about it!!!❤️‍🩹🛐

My only job it's to make all of u horny, so I'm happy to oblige😩💕

Indra

- With this man, there is no such thing as just friends or acquaintances, Indra has owned her (at least in his head) from the very first moment he decided he wanted her all to himself. This guy's possessiveness is enormous, and he can't stand to see his wife (at least, again, in his head) take such matters into her own hands. He will snatch the comb out of her grasp, and fuck her right then and there, regardless of what she says.

Madara

- He doesn't quite know how to react, unsure whether he should be there in the first place or not. Madara was simply passing by (Y/N)'s house to discuss some things, entering upon noticing the door strangely open. Of course he never thought he'd hear moaning and see this image, almost virginal panic running through his veins. He decides to leave and pretend he didn't see anything, but will touch himself with that image in mind almost every night.

Izuna

- Right off the bat, let's make clear that this boy is a pervert. Encountering such a scene only provides unexpected pleasure, a source of inspiration, and he tries not to be noticed by (Y/N) while spying on her. He stands behind the door and records every second of it with his Sharingan, storing up motives for later fucking her without shame. Now that Izuna saw her in action, he will do everything he can to get that wonderful pussy.

Obito

- Panic at its peak. Obito calmly walked into the room without many thoughts in mind, trying to ask some questions to (Y/N). They both look each other in the eyes at the exact moment the comb enters her, and the woman seems to move it on purpose in front of his gaze. Not knowing what to do, he utters an embarrassed "sorry" before running away.

Shisui

- Served on a silver platter. Shisui has had his eye on this woman for some time now, looking for opportunities to insinuate himself and get her between his sheets with pretty words. Life seems to smile on him when he finds her rubbing her clit with the comb, and without hesitation, he occupies the space between her legs with his tongue after asking her if she wants it that way.

Itachi

- Hot and bothered. He desires (Y/N) from the first moment he saw her, beautiful and perfect woman taking his mind hostage and crushing any coherent thought. Sure, it's a beautiful image, seeing her vulnerable and in a state of pure arousal, but it's not how he wants this to happen. He pretends he didn't see anything, deciding that if he fucks her, it's because she wants it too.

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ladykissingfish · 3 years

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the Akatsuki's reactions to being confessed to

*somebody confessing to them* Itachi: Doesn’t quite know how to handle it at first. He usually has a wealth of profound quotes or inspirational sayings cached in his brain for any given situation, but this isn’t a situation he ever envisioned in regards to himself. He internally questions whether the confessor has something wrong with them; who in their right mind would fall in love with a man that murdered his entire clan, including his own parents? Eventually he pulls himself together enough to tell the admirer that while he appreciates their feelings, he ultimately doesn’t feel like things would work between them. He nearly rescinds that statement when the admirer gives Itachi a hug, and he realizes just how touch-starved he’s been for so many years; but sticks to his guns regardless. Kisame: In complete disbelief, and it shows. He’s spent most of his life refraining from human contact or forming close connections to others, as his appearance (understandably) puts off or downright terrifies the majority of those he interacts with. Has been labeled a freak of nature since birth, and has long reconciled himself to the idea of never finding a mate. Strongly believes the confessor is simply teasing him, so refuses to take the confession seriously. Might allow room for a (very tenuous) friendship to develop, but nothing more. Pein(Nagato): He has no time to entertain the idea of a relationship; he is a God. Gods do not concern themselves with such trivialities. Konan: Her beauty has fielded her confessions from all sorts of people since she was 12 years old. But she isn’t at all cocky or jaded by this; she treats each person with warmth and respect. However, she makes it clear that her only priorities are protecting Nagato, and helping to advance the Akatsuki’s mission of peace. Will give the confessor a bouquet of paper hyacinths that she’s dyed purple. Sasori: Has not dealt with human emotion in over a decade. Does not understand (or believe in) love, feels it to be purposeless and utterly pointless. However, if he believes the confessor might be of use to him, he will keep them around in order to achieve his goals; then dispose of that person and turn them into a puppet. But (in Sasori’s warped mind) him turning the person into a puppet is the highest compliment he could possibly pay them, as he only adds the finest humans to his collection. Deidara: Despite the fiery temper and explosive personality, hidden deep down is a sensitive soul who completely embraces the idea of love and romance. His life and his line of work have made him naturally cautious about trusting others; however, once he has time to carefully think over the person’s confession (and his own relationship with them) he reciprocates those feelings with the force of a tsunami bearing down on a coast. Has matured enough to realize that the Akatsuki holds top priority in his life; however makes a noble effort to spend time with the person. Tobi/Obito: Obito is badly startled, because the confessor has made it clear that they’ve seen past his Tobi persona and have fallen for Obito himself. Is extremely hesitant; the last person he loved ... the situation did not end well. Holds back on responding to or even acknowledging the person for a long time, out of suspicion and fear. Eventually the confessor gets past Obito’s walls, and once that happens, that’s it for Obito: he’s in love. End of story. The confessor becomes his life, his soul, his number one priority, and he would do literally anything to ensure this person’s safety and happiness. Kakuzu: Internally (and externally) scoffs at the confession. Has no delicacy and no sensitivity; orders the confessor to leave while threatening dismemberment and/or death. Even if the confessor leaves peaceably, Kakuzu might decide to come after them later, to “get rid of a potential problem”. Hidan: Is (very surprisingly) calm and respectful upon hearing confession. Thanks the person for their interest, then informs them that he has to do some reading on it in the Jashinist scrolls, to see whether romantic

entanglements are allowed in the religion. Depending on the answer, Hidan will sneak into confessors room in the early hours of the morning; either to cuddle with them, or to obtain his next sacrifice to Lord Jashin.

Zetsu: Personality is too scattered to be able to focus on something as unfamiliar as love. Might find the confessor to be attractive, but ultimately thinks that eating them would be more satisfying than beginning a relationship.

#the akatsuki #confessions #pein #konan #hidan #deidara #kakuzu #sasori #itachi #kisame #zetsu

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depressedhatakekakashi · 3 years

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What about if Sakura Sensei was killed on a mission and Sai was called in to be her replacement for her Genin team? Could you write about Kakashi, Obito and Rin's reactions and how they would get used to him? How Sai would win them over? It would be a slow process but I hope he would!

AO3

Mourning wasn’t something that a shinobi was given a lot of time to do, Kakashi had known that for a long time. Even in their academy days they had been taught the expectations when it came to mourning.

A lucky shinobi got to experience the loss, the funeral, and then they were expected to move on. An unlucky shinobi didn’t get to see their friends funeral, either because they were a traitor or failure who was deemed unworthy of a funeral, or because it was a time of war and their death was mourned at the same as countless others. Not giving a person the proper chance to mourn for those they had lost.

There was no time to process what had happened, or the hurt deep inside.

He had known what to expect, but somehow it still didn’t prepare him at all for this moment.

“A new Sensei!?” Obito screamed, tears streaming down his face. “We just buried Sakura-Sensei! How can you hand us a new Sensei so quickly!? How can you just replace her like that?”

“I am not simply replacing her,” Hiruzen-Sama spoke in a calm voice, not allowing Obito’s anger to get to him. “However, you require a Sensei to continue training you. Your training cannot stop simply because your Sensei has died.”

There’s not emotion in the words, and that’s probably what stings the most.

Their Sensei being treated like an expendable, replaceable shinobi. Not a person who lived and loved, but simply another warrior who’s spot needed to be filled.

“You can’t…” teaching out, Kakashi laid a hand on Obito’s shoulder to silence him. Though he didn’t bother to meet his teammates gaze when he looked back at him with tear stained eyes. “Kakashi…”

“We should at least give our new Sensei a chance.” the words burned on his tongue, but he forced himself to say them regardless. To ignore the deep pain inside of his chest and continue forward.

Just as he always had.

“It’s not right,” Rin spoke up, her head bowed so that her face was hidde from view. “Sakura-Sensei isn’t replaceable. She was our Sensei. Our…”

Kakashi could hear the hurt in his teammate's voice. There was no doubt Rin was taking this the hardest, since she had always been closest to Sakura-Sensei.

He could only imagine how much she was hurting.

“We’ll meet our new Sensei tomorrow,” he informed them, hating the look of horror that both of them cast upon him. “I’m sure they won’t be that bad.”

They’ll be horrible. Nothing like Sakura-Sensei, with her kind smile and reassuring words.

But he pushed forward anyways.

Because that’s what a good Shinobi does.

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Stepping into his apartment, Kakashi closed the door behind him and stood there, allowing the silence to envelope him as everything finally began to sink in.

A new sensei.

They were getting a new Sensei, when Sakura-Sensei hadn’t even been gone for a week. They were expected to move on and act like nothing was wrong. To be good little soldiers, just as always.

And he was tired.

Leaning his head back against the door, he stared up at the ceiling.

All of his life had been pain. Ever since he was little he had known nothing but the hatred and anger of the villagers, and he had come to accept that. No matter what he did, he would never be welcomed.

It was a pain that he was all too familiar with.

Far too used to.

But this. The deep hurt inside of his chest as the memory of Sakura-sensei’s lifeless body flashed in front of his eyes. The extraction of the sanbi too much for her body to handle.

The overwhelming guilt of knowing that she had sacrificed herself to protect him. That she had risked her own life and told Naruto-senpai to grab him and run while she fought the enemy.

That was a whole new experience he had never asked for.

“Why?” He asked an empty house. “Why would you…”

Closing his eyes, he finally allowed the tears to flow. In the safety of his own home, with no one around to see him, he finally crumbled.

“Why!?” Electricity crackled between his fingers. The familiar feeling of a deep anger burning in his veins. Not just his anger, but the monsters.

The anger of a beast locked away in a child, left to rot, seeping through his body.

Anger he had tried so desperately to keep at bay. To ignore at all costs, so that he wouldn’t have to see that fear in his teammates eyes ever again.

“why!?” The whole room shook with his fury. “Why did you have to...I didn’t ask for your protection!”

He doesn’t flinch when he hears the windows in his apartment shatter. In fact, he barely noticed it at all. Too wrapped up in his own hurt and anger.

Alone all of his life, with no one to watch out for him, he had never understood what loss felt like. How could he when he never had anything to lose?

But then he made friends, got a team, formed bonds with the people around him. He had actually allowed himself to think that he was allowed to have anything.

That happiness was something he could feel.

He can feel his consciousness slipping away. An overwhelming anger slowly bubbling inside of him. Overriding the sorrow and hurt inside of him, and burning so brightly that it began to boil over. Blood red chakra seeping out of his body and covering him from head to toe.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t keep it at bay.

Couldn’t stop the monster from finally taking over.

This was the moment he had feared for years. The day that he proved the village right. Everyone who yelled at him, called him a monster under his breath, hated him for simply existing. This was the moment they had feared, and no matter how much he wanted to stop it he couldn’t.

The anger was too powerful.

Then, just as darkness started to overtake him and the monster took over, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. A powerful, gut wrenching hit that had him doubling over himself, his eyes shooting open and looking up at the source of the attack.

Tenten-sensei.

“Sorry kiddo,” she smiled back at him. The same smile she always had on her face whenever she had come to visit Sakura-sensei. Soft and welcoming. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

This time when the blackness took over, he wasn’t afraid.

Today wasn’t going to be the day he destroyed the village, and for that he was thankful. Even if his whole body still felt like it was burning, and his stomach ached where Tenten-sensei had hit him, at least he wouldn’t turn into the monster that everyone feared.

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After a long rest, and more questions than he would have ever liked to answer, Kakashi finally made his escape from Hiruzen-sama’s office and headed straight for the training field.

Where him and his team were due to meet their new Sensei.

Keep your emotions in check, Kakashi

Hiruzen-sama’s words followed him, repeating over and over again in his mind.

The same words he had heard since he was a kid.

No matter what he did. How much he grew, fought, struggled. It always came back to those 5 simple words.

Keep your emotions in check.

“Kakashi!” Hearing Rin calling out for him, Kakashi looked up to see her and Obito standing in the training field waving towards him. Smiles on their faces, and excitement in their eyes.

Something he could only assume they were feeling because of the man standing behind them. In a black and grey crop top with a large scroll attached to his back and the worst hair Kakashi had ever seen.

It wasn’t right.

That wasn’t who was supposed to be with them, and if it was they shouldn’t be smiling.

It all felt so wrong.

Landing in front of his teammates, Kakashi cringed when Obito ran straight up to him and threw an arm over his shoulder, clearly excited for whatever was about to come.

“Sai-sensei said he’s going to show us some cool jutsu’s that no one else could do,” His voice bubbled with enthusiasm. Obito, forever a sucker for a cool new jutsu. “He says that he has a lot to teach us.”

It all seemed so wrong. Just yesterday Obito and Rin were so heartbroken over Sakura-sensei’s death, and now it was as if it had never happened?

The whole thing made him sick.

“Whatever it is, i don’t want to see it,” shoving Obito’s arm off of his shoulder, he turned his back to them all. Refusing to look at them. “I don’t need to see any new jutsu’s. I’m here to train, not watch someone show off.”

“Kakashi…” He could hear Rin walking towards him, but she stopped short. Knowing his dislike for unwelcomed physical contact, she apparently chose to keep her distance. “Sai-sensei is actually really cool. He was friends with Sakura-sensei. Just...give him a chance, please?”

Glaring back at his friend, he huffed.

Deep down inside his heart still ached, but he couldn’t show it.

He refused to show it.

Keep your emotions in check, Kakashi

He focused on Hiruzen-sama’s words and took a deep breath, turning to face the team once again.

“I’m here to train,” directing the words to his new Sensei, he refrained from growling when his words were met with a smile. “So train us or leave us be. Don’t waste my time showing off.”

It may have been harsh, but there was never a time that Kakashi hadn’t been known for being too harsh.

“In that case, we’ll focus on training,” Sai-sensei responded with a cool, relaxed voice. The smile still plastered on his face. “Let’s start with seeing how much you have grown under Sakura, hmmm?”

#Hatake Kakashi #Uchiha Obito #Nohara Rin #Sai #Death #Major Character Death #Kakashi is not doing ok #Someone please save him #also a small badass Tenten moment #cuz i forgot Naruto would be best for sealing teqniques #but let's imagin he's out of the village ok X #Age Swap Au #Anonymous

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whynoteswhispered · 4 years

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Tales of a Loved Ninja (pt 1)

Idk; I’ve been in such a Jiraiya mood recently that this was bound to happen.

(Very fluffy, uhhh idk)

word count: 4,930 (oops)

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The warm sun beamed on to your skin as you walked down the path to Icharuku. You couldn’t help but emptily smile at each person you came by; waving and speaking to most as they passed by.

Minato didn’t allow you much time for lunch, so grabbing ramen to go was the most reasonable way to go – plus you had a phone call to make before lunch was over.

“(y/n) Sensei.” You felt a hand tap the back of your shoulder. Swiftly turning around, you looked down to see Kakashi. Every time you saw him you couldn’t help but feel proud; you had watched him grow into an incredible shinobi – and though against your wishes, he made a great ANBU member as well.

“Hey, Kashi!” You patted the top of his head - watching the small amount of cheek above his mask turn red.

“Can I eat ramen with you today?” He reached up to the counter grabbing his to-go bowl of ramen, and then swiftly turned back to you.

You heard your name called as well so you quickly grabbed your container, looking over at the clock to see how much longer you had on lunch.

Fifteen minutes. It took at least five minutes to walk back to the academy which then only gave you ten minutes on the phone; if he answers.

“Sensei?” Kakashi was waving his hands in front of your face, you finally snapped back to reality and smiled at him, “So?” he questioned.

“You know I have to make a phone call; you can hang out in my classroom while I make that call if you would like.” You turned around and started the trek back to the academy, you could hear Kakashi’s feet trek quietly behind you.

“He isn’t worth your worry.” You kept your eyes forward – this wasn’t the first time he’s tried to start an argument over him.

“Kashi, don’t you think it’s wildly inappropriate for you to meddle into my personal life?” Sadly, you knew the answer to this – he cared about you as if the two of you were family.

“Don’t you think it’s wildly inappropriate to be throwing yourself at someone who is nearly double your age.” His voice was annoyed; making fun of you with each word that came out of his mouth.

Was it wildly inappropriate? You didn’t think so. Sure there was a large age difference, but meeting Jiraiya was one of the best things that had happened to you.

“How has ANBU been?” You switched the subject, knowing that there was no winning the conversation about Jiriaya “Are you still having nightmares?”

“Shh,” He hushed you; you could hear the embarrassment in his voice. “ANBU has been fine; yes, the nightmares still happen.” His voice was defeated. He sounded as though he was an old man who had lost everything, instead he was just fifteen and had lost everything.

“Kashi,” you turned around meeting his glance, you could tell he was uncomfortable. “I can talk to Minato about letting you out. You have to take care of yourself too.”

He shook his head, “I’m fine (y/n) Sensei.”

“You haven’t been acting fine.” You turned back towards the academy, “Guy came and spoke to me the other day – Kashi, he’s worried about you. He says you’re reading books about honorable death, that you won’t speak to any of them, and that you just aren’t acting like yourself.”

You had been worried about him for a few years now, but he never let you talk to him about his problems. He always acted like everything was fine; but you could see the subtle differences: the bags under his eyes, the way he would throw himself in front of danger regardless of circumstances, you’ve caught him crying to himself several times. He didn’t tell you about the nightmares until you went to check on him one day and walked in on him washing his hands and sobbing over the sink; saying Rin’s name repeatedly, staring at his hands as if he was witnessing that moment happening on repeat. After that, Kakashi opened up to you a bit – and you checked on him more often, buying him groceries and occasionally bringing him dinner to ensure he was eating.

When Minato told you he was going to suggest ANBU to Kakashi you begged Minato to listen to your concerns, but as his Sensei he thought what he was doing was the best way for Kakashi to deal with the death of his teammates. The following months after he joined you watched him break down further and further; he is a mere shell of the person he was just a few years prior.

“I could be doing better.” Kakashi’s words shocked you, but you kept your eyes forward knowing that looking back at him would likely embarrass him. “I just, I can’t shake it (y/n) Sensei. Every time I close my eyes I see Rin’s face looking back at me in shock? Anger? I could never understand the emotion she gave me and it haunts me in every passing moment. I deserve it though, I killed her. I couldn’t keep my promise to Obito – I couldn’t keep her safe.”

Everything in you wanted you to turn around and hug him; to hold him and tell him that everything was going to be okay. “Kashi, it wasn’t your fault. No one blames you for that incident. Not even Obito would see it as your fault.”

You could hear him start to sniffle, but you were certain he was holding back tears – regardless of how broken he was, he was still one of the strongest shinobi you had been around

“I, I know.” He stumbled over his words, letting out a large exhale once he finished speaking.

You opened the door into the academy, letting Kakashi walk in front of you.

As soon as he got in front of you, you placed your hand atop his head, rustling his hair.

“You can always talk to me; my door is always open – you know that.” You patted his head as the two of you began to ascend the stairs. “And if you don’t want to talk to that’s fine as well – but just know you aren’t alone, okay?”

Kakashi stopped outside of your door, turning around to meet your eyes; through his mask, you could see a small smile coming across his face. “Thank you (y/n) Sensei.”

“Mhm.” You nodded, unlocking the door so he could immediately run in to sit on the beanbag beside your desk.

Looking over at the clock you realized that you only had about five minutes left of lunch to call Jiriaya and eat. You couldn’t help but look over at Kakashi and wonder if he would be okay for those five minutes. Even though he gave you a hard time, you knew he enjoyed seeing you happy. He was like a younger brother to you, and he looked to you as an older sister.

“Do you mind?” You pointed towards your closet; which is where the phone was kept, “He hasn’t answered in the last few days – so I at least want to attempt to check on him.” You gave him a slight smile – waiting for him to inevitably roll his eyes at you.

“Go ahead.” And as you started walking towards the closet you watched him roll his eyes at you just slightly; you couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.

The closet was small but you had found comfort in its existence when you started to call Jiraiya during lunch. He would forever be considered a Legendary Sannin of the Leaf, but he was rarely ever in the village itself. Most people speculated what he was up to; but you knew the truth – that he was constantly watching and keeping track of Orichumaru’s movements and writing. He also tended to drink a bit too much when he was out, but you couldn’t blame him considering all he puts on himself.

You grabbed the phone and began dialing the only number you had memorized. Placing the phone up to your ear, you took a deep breath in – fully expecting him to not answer once again. And though you knew he was safe, it was hard not to worry about him when you never got to see him.

You listened to the phone ring. Once, twice, three times; you were almost certain that he was probably once again too busy to answer. Then you heard the click of the phone.

“Jiraiya?” You questioned.

“Hey (y/n).” You immediately felt a smile come across your face; you hadn’t heard his voice in several weeks – you only told Kakashi a few days so that he wouldn’t worry for you.

“Where are you? Are you okay??” You couldn’t help but immediately overload him with questions. The feeling of tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes made you immediately wipe them away, knowing if Kakashi heard you crying he would only think the worse.

“I’m fine, but hmmm where am I? That’s a good question, isn’t it? Want to take a guess?” His tone was playful; oh how you had missed his voice.

“Are you in the Sand village?” You knew you had no option but to play the game with him or he wouldn’t tell you.

“Think closer.” His voice was giddier this time.

Closer? “Are you in the Land of Fire?” You didn’t want to be hopeful, but you couldn’t help but hope that he would be swinging through for a visit.

“I’m in the office.”

“The office?” Your mind began to run at max speed. Did he mean the Hokage office?

“Mhm, the office.” You could hear him let out a light chuckle.

Without thinking you immediately hung up the phone, nearly dropping it from excitement. As you opened the door, Kakashi’s eyes immediately turned to you; curiosity filling his eyes.

“He’s back?” He questioned as you placed your ramen on the desk.

Turning to answer him, you couldn’t help but let a huge smile spread across your face. “Yes, he’s with Minato.”

“And you’re going? Isn’t lunch almost over?” he went back to eating his ramen; he knew your answer before he even asked it.

“I don’t have a class after lunch and I’ll be back before the next class; you can hang out in here if you want.” You started to turn towards the door but stopped yourself, “Will you be okay? I can stay if I need to?” You loved Jiraiya and had no idea how long he would be in the village, but Kakashi needed someone to be there for him and you couldn’t take that away from him.

You immediately felt your heart warm as you watched a smile spread across his face, his eyes never leaving his bowl of ramen. “I wouldn’t stop you from seeing him; even if I don’t like him. But if you aren’t back by the time your class gets here I’m going to make them go to the training grounds.”

“Okay Kashi, you can torture my students if I’m not back in time.” You let out a laugh as you started to make your way out the door. “You’re sure you’re okay?” you couldn’t help but question him again.

“You better get going before I change my mind.” He threw his hand in the air, gesturing for you to leave.

As soon as you stepped out of the classroom, your pace quickened tremendously. You couldn’t help but nearly run out of the academy.

It had been nearly a year since Jiraiya had been in the village; and you had only been talking to him for a few weeks at that point. You had met him at a bar after the Chunin exams; he hit on you instantly. But you weren’t interested – at least not interested in what he was interested in. Both of you drank quite a few drinks, and he attempted to invite you back to his place but you couldn’t help but laugh in his face. You’ll never forget his face when you did that; he looked shocked as if he had never been turned down in his life. Before leaving the bar you gave him your phone number and told him to call you the next morning if he was still interested. To your surprise, he called you shortly after you woke up the next morning. The most shocking part was that the phone call wasn’t awkward – it felt as though you were talking to a friend you had had your entire life. You both laughed and told jokes, he talked about Orichumaru and you talked about the death of your parents; it was like talking to someone who understood everything even if they hadn’t been through it. He listened when you talked, and you hadn’t had someone listen to you in what had felt like years. The two of you stayed talking on the phone for hours, it was dark outside before the two of you decided it was time to hang up but before that Jiraiya initiated setting up a date to Icharuku.

You couldn’t help but feel your smile growing bigger with each passing step towards the Hokage building.

You had never been to Icharuku before Jiraiya took you; ramen just wasn’t something you ever thought about when looking for restaurants to eat at – plus your parents weren’t the biggest ramen fans so it wasn’t something you were used to eating.

As soon as you got to Icharuku, Jiraiya was waiting outside the curtain for you. As soon as his eyes met yours, his face filled with a smile. The two of you went in and ordered ramen; you let him pick out what you were going to eat since you had no clue what to order – and it did not disappoint. The two of you drank and ate ramen as you talked just as you did the day prior on the phone; this time with more emotion. The booth filled with the noise of the two of you laughing for hours. He walked you home that night; he never tried to do anything funny – he stopped outside your apartment door and kissed the top of your head. As soon as you unlocked your door he began to descend back down the stairwell.

You opened the door and began to sprint up the stairs to get to the Hokage office. Several visitors gave you awkward glances as you passed by them with a huge smile spread across your face.

There were two ANBU members stationed outside of the office, but they didn’t even give you a second glance as you walked up to the door. Without much thought, you pushed the doors open without even knocking. As soon as the doors creaked open, your eyes met Jiraiya’s and you couldn’t help but move quickly. You could feel Minato watching you, but not an ounce of you cared. You opened your arms and threw yourself around him as soon as he got in touching distance.

In a blur, the two of you fell backward onto the ground – Jiraiya immediately holding you tightly to ensure you wouldn’t get hurt.

You both busted out laughing; you could even hear Minato let out a chuckle.

“I’m sorry.” You said softly as you pushed your head deep into his shoulders; his arms pulling you tightly against him.

“You know, Minato and I could’ve been talking about information that you didn’t need to hear.” You could hear the teasing tone in his voice.

You pushed yourself up so that you could look at him, his hand immediately moving up to your face to push the hair away from your eyes. “Oh shit, I’m sorry.” You hadn’t thought much when coming in, your only thought was seeing Jiraiya.

“You know you’re kind of cute when you miss me.” His arms wrapped around you again, pulling you tight against him once again.

Before he left, the two of you held each other for hours in bed; talking about how you were going to stay in contact, you listened to his worries for the missions he was out to complete, he listened to your worries about him going out on missions by himself. Though the two of you mostly just stayed silent – enjoying each other’s presence while you could. When you dozed off in his arms, you woke up to him having already left. A note rested upon the pillow where his head was laid up hours prior.

You could feel the tears well up against your eyes; you hadn’t realized how much you had needed this hug.

“Jiraiya.” Minato’s soft voice echoed through the room.

Jiraiya laughed as he picked you up off of him; placing you back on to the ground as he stood up to address Minato.

“Sorry Minato.” Jiraiya smiled at him. “Am I good to leave?”

You began to stand up and Minato laughed, “Get out of here you two; what has it been a little over a year?” you shook your head. “Go.” He gestured towards the door and Jiraiya immediately grabbed your hand in his, nearly tugging you behind him.

“You’re still coming over later though, right? I’ve already told Kushina the two of you would be there for dinner.” You looked back at Minato who was smiling ear-to-ear at the two of you.

“We will be there.” Jiraiya never turned around, instead he kept tugging you forward out the door; Minato waved at you as made your way through the door.

You managed to find your pace in his, and instead of being tugged behind him, you were happily walking in stride with him. His large hand completely wrapped around yours; his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of your hand as the two of you walked down the stairs.

“I missed hearing your voice.” As you made your way to the bottom of the stairs he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you in towards him. The people around you watched the two of you; it wasn’t as if people didn’t know who Jiraiya was – he was a hero of the village, and people knew who you were because you were a teacher at the academy; most though weren’t aware of your relationship.

You could feel the judgment through most people’s eyes; it was to be expected. Jiraiya had himself sold around the village as a pervert and you were sure most people were likely imagining that you were just his next prey. But honestly, he had never made those types of advances towards you – you set up boundaries and he respected them. He would occasionally make a dirty joke, but it was nothing more than a way to make you laugh.

“You were the one who wasn’t answering the phone.” You gripped his hand tighter. Those few weeks without hearing from him were rough; you could only imagine the terrible things that could’ve possibly happened to him – but you kept your hopes up, thinking if something had happened to him that the village would eventually find out.

He pulled your hand into the air, spinning you in a circle and pulling you into a hug. “I’m sorry.” His hands moved from yours and he placed them gently against your face, pulling you towards him.

You could feel your heart rate accelerate as he guided your face to his; his lips opened slightly and you couldn’t help but smile as your lips crashed onto his.

Before he left you hadn’t even kissed him yet; your relationship wasn’t much of a physical one. He was used to one-night stands and he didn’t want your relationship to be the same as the others.

His cologne lingered on you; the smell of oak and musk; as he slowly released his hands from your face, letting his lips fall off of yours. As you met his eyes you could see a smile spread across his face.

“I’ve wanted to do that for quite some time now.” He pulled you back under his arm, your face turning red with embarrassment as you notice the several onlookers the two of you had.

“How long are you here for?” You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him; the rush of euphoria that you experienced from your lips meeting his vanished and was replaced with panic – this could be his only day in the village.

“I’m back for a while.” He looks over at you, wiping the singular tear that you weren’t able to keep held in, “Minato needs me here for some things, so don’t worry about me leaving quite yet.”

The two of you continued walking hand-in-hand until you got to the riverfront. Jiraiya took his time stretching and then sat beside you on the grass; watching the currents in the water.

“I can’t stay out here for long, I have to get back to my class- “

He cut you off before you were even able to finish your thought, “Don’t worry about your class – Minato got it covered for you.” He laid back onto the grass, stretching his arms behind you and staring up at the clouds moving through the sky.

“Sorry again for interrupting in the office earlier; I just, I wasn’t thinking.” You shook your head in frustration at yourself when you heard Jiraiya chuckle behind you. His large hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you down to lie beside him.

“(y/n), Minato knew as soon as I answered your phone call that our conversation was over; really, he knew as soon as your lunch break started that our conversation was as good as over.” You couldn’t help but laugh with him.

“Wait,” it finally hit you that Minato knew of your relationship – “did you tell Minato?”

Jiraiya cocked his head slightly to look at you, his face calm. “Well, I knew you would be calling me; and considering I was there on official orders I felt it was best to let him know. I wouldn’t worry about him though, he’s just happy to see me happy.” His hand found yours, his fingers interlacing with yours. “Should it be a secret that we are together?” he seemed to be slightly upset at the idea of this.

“I, I just haven’t told anyone.” You pondered this thought for a moment, “Well, expect for Kakashi.”

“White Fang’s kid?” Jiraiya perched himself up a bit; curiosity was written across his face.

“Mhm,” You smiled as you let your gaze leave him and you returned to looking at the clouds. “I’ve watched over him since he died; he’s like a brother to me. He eats in my classroom nearly every day so he’s known since the beginning.” Laughing, you couldn’t help but continue, “He doesn’t like you much though, especially with your reputation.” Jiraiya knew you were only joking; though he did have quite a reputation in the village.

“Ahh, I see.” You could hear him lie back on the grass, “How is he after the incident with Rin?”

You were taken aback by this question. He was rarely in the village, and though that incident was quite horrific you didn’t imagine that he had heard about it. “He, uh –” You tried to think of a way to answer this question without completely disrespecting Kakashi, “He’s as good as you could be after losing one teammate and accidentally killing the other.”

“So, not too good?”

“No, not so great at all.” You pondered if you should drop the conversation, but you had at least one more thing you wanted to bring up, “Minato put him in ANBU after Rin.”

“Yeah, I recall him telling me about that.” You could tell by the tone of his voice that he must have also disagreed with that decision.

“It’s made him worse; they call him ‘Cold-Blooded Kakashi,’ he won’t talk to anyone, well except me – but I have to force it out of him most of the time. But, he won’t leave ANBU.” You could only hope that Kakashi was okay; you had left him in your classroom – but hopefully, he had left and gone on home. Maybe Kushina would have leftovers you could take him.

“I can’t do anything about what Minato does, even if I was his Sensei, he won’t listen to me – especially when it comes to his team. He’s gone through the same losses as Kakashi; he didn’t take any of those events easily. I’m sure he imagines himself in Kakashi’s position, and for him maybe ANBU sounded like the best healing mechanism.” He paused for a moment, “I’m sorry I can’t help him (y/n).”

You shook your head, “It’s fine; I didn’t expect you to able to, but I had to at least try.” His hand tightened around yours.

“I could talk to him though; I won’t tell him I know anything – “

You cut him off before he could even go any further with that thought, “No, you can’t do that. He would immediately know I told you something. He’s incredibly smart; I would go as far as to say that he’s the best shinobi the Leaf has ever had.”

That piqued his interest, he sat up beside you, watching your face. “The best shinobi of the Leaf, huh?”

“Maybe I’m biased, but I’m almost certain Minato would agree.”

Jiraiya laughed, shaking his head in agreement. “I would say I know for certain he agrees.”

The two of you stay by the riverfront for hours; talking about the past year as if you hadn’t talked on the phone for a good majority of it. He told you that he finished his book; Tales of a Gutsy Ninja. He didn’t have a copy on him, but he promised he would give one to you. You told him about your class this year. You had told him about Shisui Uchiha; the most promising student you had. He was years above his class; he would likely be allowed to graduate early if he kept at the pace he was going. You both couldn’t help but get lost in conversation with each other. He continued, telling you about what it was like training Minato, he brought up the three kids he taught from Amegakure; Konan, Nagato, and Yahiko. He talked about them frequently, even during your phone calls. He couldn’t help but wonder what they were doing and if they were still alive; surviving the war-stricken land. Jiraiya talked about them as if they were his children; it made you upset that he wouldn’t go visit them.

“When need to get going,” he stood up beside you, offering his hand to aid in helping you up. He lifted you from the ground with ease. “Kushina will get upset if we are late.” He patted down his legs to remove the dirt that was spread across them; you did the same to yourself.

“Are you sure it’s okay if I go?” you reached out for his hand; you didn’t want to be a burden on Minato and Kushina.

“Trust me (y/n), if you didn’t show up Kushina would not be pleasant to deal with – plus, she’s excited to have another woman to share the evening with since it’s normally just myself.” He grabbed onto your hand.

You shook your head, still nervous at the idea.

The two of you walked as the sky began to turn orange and the sun began to make its descent for the evening. The air was brisk, but Jiraiya kept his arm wrapped around your shoulders; laughing and making jokes through the entire walk.

As you arrived at the walk path to their door, you could feel your heart rate quicken; but as if he could tell, he wrapped his hand tightly around yours, squeezing it with comfort.

This was the first time the two of you were going out as a couple – at least a known couple; your first outing had to of course be at the Hokage’s residence.

“It’ll be fun.” Jiraiya pulled you along with him, stopping at the door, he turned to you and kissed the top of your head.

His knuckles hit the door with several loud strikes and you could hear Kushina yell at Minato to go answer the door; within seconds you could hear the door being unlocked. Minato immediately glanced over at you, as if to ensure that you had indeed come with Jiraiya; a smile spread across his face.

“Hi!” he opened the door up for the door of you, “Come on in!” he exclaimed.

You took a deep breath; hand still wrapped tightly in Jiraiya’s. The two of you followed in-behind Minato, who seemed happier than normal – which was saying something considering how bubbly his personality was.

As soon as you made it into their living area, you could hear Kushina moving around in the kitchen.

“I’ll be there in a moment!” She exclaimed as you heard the sounds of dishes being tossed about.

Jiraiya had let go of your hand to walk over to Minato; the two of them deep in conversation. Both of them with smiles spread across their faces; Minato occasionally blushing. You could only begin to imagine the things that Jiraiya could be saying to him.

“Oh!” you looked up to see Jiraiya staring at the doorway; your eyes naturally following his.

“Oh!” You couldn’t help but let out a sound a surprise.

Kushina was standing in the doorway; her belly round with child and her face bright with joy.

#naruto #jiraiya #jiraiya x reader #minato namikaze #minato x kushina #fanfic #this is on wattpad and ao3 but like here you go #kakashi

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