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detectivestucks · 3 months

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Brat Taming

18+ Content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Modern AU Kakashi is your arrogant and creepy step brother. One night while your parents are out of town you come home from a night of partying only to find Kakashi in your room, ready to make you pay for all your cheeky comments

Warnings: NSFW, NONCON, Stepcest, Toxic Kakashi, brat taming, oral, fingering, unprotected penetration, choking, anal play, facial, hair pulling, harsh spanking, under age drinking.

Word Count: 4.6k

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When your mom married Sakumo three years ago you thought your Clueless fantasy was about to come true. Your new step brother, Kakashi, was stupid hot. He was blessed with a gorgeous angular face, deep brown eyes, thick silky silver hair and a mouthwatering scar over his left eye. He loved to walk around the house either in fitted muscle tanks or shirtless with only loose gray sweats, showing off his chiseled frame. On top of that he had big masculine hands with perfectly manicured fingers that you would daydream about grazing your most sensitive areas. He was going to be your Josh and you were Cher waiting for him to fall madly in love with you.

Only it turned out he was a complete and total ass.

Soon after your parents got together he had been accepted to Harvard and loved to lord over everyone what a genius he is. You quickly grew a distaste for the prick and got cheeky whenever he felt the need to remind you of his superiority.

Currently you are a freshman in college starting your second semester at UMass. You chose to live at home to keep your mom company since you didn’t like the idea of living in a tiny dorm room with some random roommate you didn’t know. Kakashi on the other hand, just got kicked out of the dorms last semester and was finishing his Junior year at home with you and your parents.

It turns out you were not the only person he liked to mouth off to. He got into several arguments with many of his dorm mates and the RA. Eventually he was banned from on-campus housing and now you were left to suffer through daily interactions with the world's most annoying step brother.

Always his insufferable self, recently Kakashi has been extra creepy. He seems to have forgotten what a shirt is and rarely had one on his back. Sometimes you thought you caught him palming himself out of the corner of your eye and you would catch him staring at you when you get ready to go out with your friends. Most annoyingly, sometimes he’d hang out in your bedroom when you were trying to get ready for bed.

“Can I help you?”

“Just making sure you’re not so brain dead that you forgot how to put on pants. I know it can be hard for some people.”

“Oh is that so? Cause I was just making sure you didn't forget how to shut your mouth. I know it can be hard for some people.”

“Careful, now. You should really mind who you’re speaking to that way.”

“Sorry, I don’t take kindly to creeps who think I’m too stupid to put on pants. Is that why they kicked you out? Cause you were trying to show girls how to put on their pants?”

Kakashi furiously charged up to you and got right in your face. You were scared but you weren’t gonna show him that. Instead you glare at him.

“Watch it kid or you’ll find yourself in a world of trouble.”

“Threats don’t work with me big bro. Try again some other time.”

Angry, he left the room. Closing his door with a snap.

It had been like this for weeks. His unwelcome presence always looming around. You hated the way he looked at you. It was like he was hunting for a reason to tear you down. Whether it was your degree, your ‘public university’ education, or your slutty outfit choices. The guy needed a life. Most of the time you’d quip back but sometimes you just didn’t have the energy and instead roll your eyes. Tonight was one of those nights. Sakumo and your mom were out of town on a romantic getaway so you were going out while Kakashi tried to lord over you as the ‘man of the house.’

“Ah you going to see your boy toy? You know you’re never going to get a respectable man dressed like that.”

“I’m not going to see any boy toy, I’m going out with my friends.”

You see him give a smug smirk at your answer

“Besides, it’s not up to you if I’m looking for a respectable man or not. Maybe I’m not looking for one at all.”

“So just looking to be a little whore. I see how it is.”

You glare at him before rolling your eyes.

“I’m out. See you later, loser.”

You catch Kakashi’s face paint in fury as you leave. He hated how you constantly try to undermine him. He hated that you were such a brat. And he truly hated how no one ever put you in your place.

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You loudly came home at 2am from partying with your friends. You were a little inebriated and stumbled to the kitchen to get water before heading upstairs to bed. You make your way up the stairs, tripping over your high heels. You get to your bedroom and when you turn on the light you see Kakashi already laying in your bed.

“Seriously, what’s your problem?”

“I have no problem. I’m not the one getting home at 2 am after a night of underage drinking.”

You were hit with a wave of sobriety at his words. If he told your mom, you’d be screwed. Seeing your expression, he knew he had you cornered. Kakashi stands up and walks past you as if he’s leaving the room, putting himself between you and the door before changing his mind and closing it.

“Remember when I said you should watch it?”

He turns to you, taking a step forward. You begin to stumble backwards towards the bed.

“You’re such a filthy brat” he spits.

You continue to stumble backwards, your heels slipping off your feet.

“And there's nothing I love more than putting a brat in her place.”

Your eyes widen in fear as you see a dark smile stretch across his face. Calves hitting the bed, you fall down to the floor and Kakashi weaves his strong hands into your hair, pulling it back so you’re forced to stare up at him. Your mind hazy, you begin to realize exactly how he imagines putting you in your place and it causes you to tremble.

He tugs down his sweatpants and pulls out his length. Its weight slaps you in the face with a heavy thud. You flinch in his grasp but his fingers tighten in your locks as he begins beating you with his manhood.

“Drunk little girls like you don’t deserve to brush their teeth with a toothbrush. They only get to brush their teeth with cock. Now open that brat mouth for me.”

“No!”

Kakashi spits on your face. “I said open”

In your outrage you open your mouth about to hurl an insult at him when he shoved himself between your lips and pushed your head all the way down to his stomach. You were gagging and retching around him. You pushed against his thighs with all your might but your pathetic drunken arms were no match for his robust muscular physique.

“That’s it. Choke on my cock you twerp.”

He groaned as he feels you constrict around his tip in an attempt to swallow air. Your eyes were tearing up from oxygen deprivation and your entire body was rigid in your struggle. He roughly pulls you up and down on him, pummeling your throat with a manhood much too large for your mouth. You feel your jaw lock as you open wide, tears falling freely from your eyes.

He pulls you off of him and slaps your drool and tear drenched face.

“Look at you. Just a little slut swallowing me so good. It seems college has at least taught you how to swallow dick so I guess your tuition has been put to good use.”

Your chest is heaving as you gulp down fresh air, seeing two of him with inebriated eyes while the pain of your hair being pulled registers in your hazy mind.

“Again.”

He plummets into your mouth once more, fucking your face while you choke. Drool dribbling past your lips and down the front of your dress. He threatens you,

“Don’t even think about running to mommy. I’ll tell her all about how drunk you were and how you came onto me and you’ll be grounded and not allowed to see your little friends for the rest of the semester. Got it?”

He shakes your head with the hand grasping your hair. You whine ‘yes’ with a full mouth as you cry out from the pain. He retreats from your throat and you cough while he shoves you face down on your bed. He bends you over its edge, ass facing him. You desperately bring your hands to the back of your head, trying to pull off the hand tangled in your hair. He pushes you down into the mattress with force majeure and you sob from your dishonorable predicament.

“Resisting is futile little sis. This is what happens to brats who don’t know their place.”

He pulls up the skirt of your mini dress and yanks down your strappy thong.

“Who are you wearing this slutty underwear for, huh? I thought you weren’t going to meet up with any boys” you hear a hum of amusement from his chest. “Did you wear this for me?”

“Fuck off” you choke.

“Ah, you see? You shouldn’t have said that.” He spreads your legs and brings his hand up to forcefully slap your sex. You yelp and flinch.

“This is the very attitude I was talking about sis.” He slaps you again, this time harder.

“Someone’s gotta beat this out of you.” He slaps you again, this time with significant strength.

Kakashi catches some arousal dripping out of you when he removes his hand from your folds. He lets out a chuckle. “Seems like you’re enjoying this.”

His words burn you with embarrassment and reignite your struggles till he plunges his fingers inside of your gummy cunt. You gasp at his uninvited intrusion. He feels around, stroking in and out, coating his knuckles in your secretions. As he toys with you he hits your sweet spot and an involuntary groan spills past your lips.

“Oh, you like that, huh?”

You shake your head ‘no’ but when he does it again you moan once more, walls tightening around his fingers. He pulls out of you and spanks your cheek causing you to cry.

“You’re not supposed to enjoy it brat.” he snarls before sinking his fingers into you again.

He maliciously milks your sweet spot, driving you to a crazed state. You struggle to refrain from moaning but if you fail and a cry slips past your lips be brings a heavy palm down on your rear with so much force that the red handprints quickly turn purple. He repeats the torturous process till you are thrashing in his grasp and he has to pull you up by your hair to pin you down on the bed with his body weight on top of you to stop your struggle.

Kneeling on either side of your arms, weight on your chest, he can see the mascara run down your cheeks. He swells with pride seeing you made messy by his hands. He shoves himself back into your mouth. You kick and try to push him off of you but he has no patience for your misbehavior. He reaches behind himself and gives you a slap between your legs.

Your resulting squeal vibrates along his shaft. A pleasured growl rumbles from his chest so he continues to reach around, beating against your cunt while he thrusts in and out of your mouth.

Your fingers begin to dig into him, scratching up his legs as you desperately try to get him off of you. He rips himself from your mouth and grabs you by your wrists.

“You wanna play rough, sis? I can give you rough.”

He gives you a shit eating grin as he leans all his weight on your restrained wrists and uses his knees to spread your legs. You feel the heat of his length rub against your folds as he gets his body into position. You quickly realize you’re losing the war and he’s going to get exactly wants. You squirm and wiggle your hips trying to stop him from sinking in. In his frustration he pulls down the top of your dress and slaps your tit. You feel the sting as your arm goes to his chest but he quickly recaptures your wrist.

“Stop moving” he warns

“Fuck you loser!”

“Gladly”

The most sickening smile splits his face as he sinks himself deep into you. A loud groan is pushed out of you as he shoves your organs out of the way with his fat cock.

“Wanna say that again?” he croons in your ear

You look up at him with doe eyes, not ready for how he is about to tear you apart and shake your head ‘no’

“That’s what I thought.”

He glides into you slow and deep, making sure you feel every vein as he violates you. He loves watching your eyes go wide every time he bottoms out, pausing to feel the full effect of him stuffing you. You whimper and groan stretched more than you thought possible, helplessly trapped. There was no running, no way out. You were alone and defenseless.

Nevertheless you struggle under his weight, trying to free your wrists. Annoyed by your incessant struggle he decides to bring them above your head and pin them together, freeing up his hand so he can grab your nipple, squeezing it between his index finger and thumb. You squirm as he applies pressure.

“Keep resisting and see what happens” Kakashi threatens as he pulls up with your bud trapped in his pinch. You draw breath through your teeth, the pain consuming your thoughts. Not even registering that he hasn’t stopped rutting into you the entire time.

“Gahh!”

“Understand?” You’re so focused on the pain in your nipple that all you do is whimper. “Answer me!” he barks with a twist of your nub

“Nggh! Fine!” Your eyes are screwed shut. You begin to open them when he releases your captive bud but you flinch when he slaps your tit again.

He grabs your face, smushing your cheeks together.

“See, I knew you could follow directions. That’s a smart girl”

You loathed him but you couldn’t help how your walls were restricting around him. His size massaged your sweet slit in such a gratifying way. Your body completely betrayed your mind. It seemed completely out of touch with the gravity of your situation. He left you breathless, your lungs forgetting how to breathe, as he pummeled into you.

Anger on your mind, you watched him as he watched you. You pan over his stinging brown eyes, his angular features, and the mole that sits just below his drool inducing lips. He was hot and you hate him all the more for it.

Disgust written on your mug as he studies you, anxiously waiting to watch you break. He picks up a little speed and you groan into it. You immediately regret the noise when you see a smug simper stretch on his face. You try to give him a glare but he hits you with a particularly sharp thrust and your face betrays you as your mouth falls open and your profile softens from pleasure.

“I knew you were just a weak little slut.”

“Shut up.”

He slaps your face. “Wanna try that again?”

You attempt another glare at him but he thrusts up into you in a way that hits a sweet spot and you mewl for him.

“Ah! Thank you, ah.”

His chuckle makes your stomach twist as you realize what you said.

“Ahh, she has manners.” condescension thick. You truly hate him.

He continues to thrust against the same spot making you pant under him. You cry pleasured screams from the sensation. He kept going, enjoying the view of you coming undone against your will.

The sounds of your submission were getting a touch too loud. Trusting that you would behave, he strips off his shirt to reveal his well defined muscular frame beneath. He balls up the hem and shoves it in your mouth before returning a hand to your wrists, obediently still crossed together, waiting to be restrained again.

You hated how good it felt. The recognition of him pleasuring you made you feel slimy on the inside, and desperate to get him off of you. He was your brother. Your arrogant asshole of a brother, yet he had you panting and crying beneath him. He was such a sick fuck.

He gains speed. Beginning to bang the headboard into the wall. The sound thundering through the quiet night. Good thing the parents weren’t home to hear you cause he was beginning to lose his composure. He had been so careful to conceal his hunger but it was evident in his eyes that he was wild with lust. You sing into your gag, eyes beginning to roll back into your head. His unrelenting pace, his careful aim, and his grunts combined into a euphoric melody that had you spasming around him, calling his name through the gag. Your body stiffened as the orgasm tore through you.

“That’s a good brat. See how good it is to behave?”

You dumbly nod your head as the aftershocks course through your system. He strokes slowly allowing you to fall limp before he barks at you again.

“Get on your knees” he says, lifting his weight off of your wrists. He helps you flip over on your stomach and his hands pull up your hips so they are aligned with his pelvis. You attempt to support your weight on your arms when he pushes your head back down, roughly shoving you into the mattress.

“Brats get fucked like whores. Lift your slut face off the sheets and there will be consequences..”

You cry out as you obey his command. He pushes in just the tip and you anxiously close around it before he pulls out again. You hate the way you whined from how empty you felt. He pushes in just a little deeper before retreating again, toying with you to prove his point. This time when he begins to line up his tip you rock your hips all the way back so he ‘s buried inside of you. You hadn’t anticipated how the angle would overstimulate you and you gasp about to pull away but his hands grab your hips and hold you steady. He begins to chuckle.

“Such a twerp, complaining about something you did to yourself.”

You loathe yourself for how you sought him out just now. He was assaulting you and you were practically begging him to fill you. It was all a game to him and your pathetic response was exhilarating.

He brings his hand down on your backside that was already bruised and purple from his earlier battery. You feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes, cries muffled by his shirt. He strikes you more. Every time you try to tuck your tail under to avoid the abuse he pushes down on your back. You were not running away from him. You were a mouse trapped in the maze.

He begins to ram into you, the plush tissue of your behind rippling violently as his hips collide into you on repeat. Your fingers spread and grip onto your duvet for dear life as he bullies himself deep into you.

You can’t handle the feeling. He’s too big! You lift yourself up trying to change the angle, trying to find relief, when his formidable hands sweep across your neck and choke you. He pulls you up just enough that your arms couldn’t reach the mattress and your entire body weight was supported by his grip on your neck. His hands sink into your trachea with every plummet into your slick cavern.

You claw at his hands on your neck, trying to get under his fingers to lift the pressure from your windpipe so you could breathe. Your attempts were futile. Eventually your hands grip his wrists, giving up on being allowed to breathe.

“I told you not to lift your face. Here I thought you were learning your lesson.”

Seeing the gag start to fall out of your mouth, he lifts one hand off your neck to stuff it deeper before returning it to your throat. You spasm around him, tears spilling from your eyes, back involuntarily bowing, allowing him to push against your diaphragm. He knocked the wind out of you without allowing you to catch your breath. His cruelty leaves you putty in his hands, pliable and bending to his will. Gushing around his girth, broken and winded.

“Now you’re starting to get the picture.”

Pleasured cries permeate through the fabric in your mouth. He doesn’t plan on letting up any time soon either. He’s enjoying the view too much. Your glutes shake with each thrust while they’re spread wide open. He hones in on your puckered rear when he remembers what he found when he was snooping in your room.

He pulls out of you and grabs you around the waist, pulling your back into his cut chest, possessively holding you so you can’t run away as he drags you across the bed where he can reach into your nightstand drawer. He pulls out your tiny black plug with a blue gem on the end. You look over and through your dazed state you realize what he grabbed and you start to protest.

“No, no, no, no” you say through the cloth.

He shoves you down pulling your hips up once more and shoving your face back into the bed so your cries cannot be heard. His spit falls onto your rear, pooling over your sphincter where he pushes down on the tapered tip of your plug. You begin to wail.

“What’s all the fuss for? This is your’s, is it not? I thought whores liked having their holes stuffed.”

You tried pulling away but his grip on your hips tightened and he slammed back into you enjoying the friction of where the plug encroached on the space in your tunnel.

You looked so beautiful with the blue gem protruding out of your dirty hole. He was definitely going to do this to you again. He was going to make you beg him for it once he was done putting you in your place.

The thought of you coming to his room, plug in place, to get another taste of his fat cock made him ravenous. He rails into you using every drop of athleticism he has. You start to scream and go dizzy. His heavy balls slap into the bundle of nerves swelling between your legs. Eventually they swing into you with so much voracity that you twitch with each stroke of his hips. Your face began to melt into the mattress from his pounding and you are certain he will break your neck from the force.

He flips you over, pushing your hips up so your knees are by your face, ass high in the air. He stands on the bed and sinks himself between your lips, thrusting down into you with all his might. Abdominals flexing with each thrust, passionate grunts bending you in half. The impossible positions shredding what was left of your once tight pussy.

“Take it little slut.”

He can see the helpless tears leak from your eyes as you feel every inch of him being swallowed up by your soiled cunt.

“Fuck Kakashi” you moan between labored breaths.

He smirks. He had you just where he wanted you. He only needed to push you over the edge. He reached down and begins whirling circles around your clit. You shriek and knock your knees together. But his silky chuckle cuts your mind like a knife. The fucker was laughing at you. You squirm but your current position was so compromising you couldn’t move. He plays with you rubbing more vigorously. You scream and holler under him unfamiliar with such intensity as this.

“Ple-Pl-ease” you dumbly whine.

“Please what, sis? You’ll need to speak up”

“M-may I c-cu-mm?”

He pounds into you without relenting. “Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that”

He was such an abhorrent ass but the heat in your lower belly was boiling over and you needed to release. You try to phish your voice from the back of your mind but it’s swimming and the way he drags along your ridges while swirling your sensitive bud has you desperate for him.

“Gah! Please l’me cum!”

The glint in his eyes sickened you but you didn’t have the strength to care as he readjusted his stroke to pound into the sweet spot he found earlier. Your entire body convulsed under him as you had the most intense orgasm of your life.

Kakashi, pleased with his successful session of taming you, feels his own gratification on its precipice.

He pulls out of your quaking cunt with a slap to your sensitive clit causing your hips to fall to the mattress with a cry. Your destroyed state was erotic. Helplessly shaking, sweat all over your body, dress bunched around your stomach, hair knotted and messy, ass still plugged and tears drenching your face. His fingers seek out your hair to hold you still while he paints your face white.

“That’s a good girl. Take your reward.”

You tremble in his arms. When his seed can no longer shoot from his tip and simply oozes from his slit Kakashi presses himself against your lips. You part them slightly to give it a kiss leaving him to shutter from sensitivity.

“Yes, very good”

He brushes your cheek with his thumb pad smearing his cum along your skin. You look up at him pathetically and he smiles down on you.

“There we go sweet sister. That’s much better.”

You make a little whine that he finds so precious.

“Go clean yourself up little one.” he pets your head before pulling on his sweatpants and tucking himself away. “I’m going to bed. Feel free to join me if you want.”

He grabs his shirt, throwing it over his shoulder before lacing both hands together behind his head as he walks away.

Your lip quivers as you entertain the idea, realizing you were hopelessly hooked.

Shakily you get up, pulling your dress off the rest of the way and walk naked to the bathroom. Kakashi glances over from his bed as he sees you through the crack in his bedroom door before exhaustion lulls him to sleep.

He wakes up a half hour later to your weak-willed body slipping into his bed completely naked. He opens his arms, letting you settle into his chest before he closes them around you. You exhale with a small sigh and in your mind you know you would be yearning for the next time the two of you are home alone so he could tie you up and brutally defile you again.

He plants a kiss on your forehead, mind flooded with gratification at finally breaking you down into such a needy state.

He reaches down between your cheeks to see you kept your plug in tact. He gives it a small tug and you look up at him with a whine. He nuzzled your nose and whispers to you in his silky smooth voice before gently pressing a kiss on your lips.

“Such a filthy brat”

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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years

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Hello! could I please request TR boys with a younger girlfriend?

Like, idk just make reader like us all, in our early twenties, messy, reckless, stubborn, bratty and smartass ... And they just like have that daddy's gonna punish you vibe 👀

Hmm can you make Ran, Wakasa, Kakucho... or anything you'll feel comfortable with ! ( Is it possible to add Kakashi and Itachi too ? Sorry it's a lot but I'm just curious about how they would act 😭 )

Thank you !

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Warning : 18+, minors DNI. Contains smut, boys have daddy kink, Reader is a brat, a smart mouth, a fuck girl in Ran's part, punishment, manhandling, brat taming, breeding kink, nicknames ( whore, slut, love, baby ), orgasm denial, bondage, voyeurism, and a lot of other things. Reader is independent, stubborn, drives them crazy.

Summary : I might have put a lot of myself in this reader lol, but I love this request somehow.

Ran, Wakasa,Kakucho, Takeomi, Mitsuya,Itachi, Kakashi.

“I PRECISE READER IS OF LEGAL AGE IN ALL OF THE FOLLOWING.”

Ran Haitani :

Ran is used to be a rolling stone. No, not the rock band. The meaning of, not a person to settle down. He just loved the power he held over his whores, and drank in the tears of them after leaving.

On top of his twenty-eight , dating you in your early twenties could make anyone think he held much power on you too.

Wrong.

And at times like this, buried deep inside the tightest cunt he's ever had, he comes to think you are the one who got the power.

-" Shit, angel " throwing his head back he grunt and dug his fingertips deeper in your hips. " Tiny puss' can barely take me in, let daddy fuck you "

Impressive, how of a whining mess you were above him, struggling to bounce on his length but still shook your head in a manner he found so... Cute.

Those older vixens at Bonten clubs got nothing on you,after all, right ? Why would they be able to ride him and not you ?

- " Uh uh, can take your cock, daddy. "

Such dirty words in your saccharine voice had his cock throbbing inside you, you rolled your hips against his and had his eyes rolling back.

-" Swear to fuckin' god... Pussy so good, can't- can't get enough... "

Ran Haitani deals with jealousy fits his girlfriends throw with a master's hand. Showering them under praises and priceless gifts to keep the pristine image a little bit longer until he has enough, hiding the other woman's perfume on him like the dead bodies he left behind him.

Never ever had he thought the tables would turn, and he would be served the dish he cooked himself.

-" Man, ain't that your bitch down there ?" The pink haired man gestured toward the coffee's outside tables.

Haruchiyo's words go in one ear and out the other, as if he hadn't noticed the smile dripping beam you were giving to that young man at your table, and Rindou had perfectly noticed his brother's knuckles turning white around the steering wheel.

-" Ran, it's green " he gestured toward the green light, and the many cars waiting behind them. But he was only seeing red.

A friend, you told him once, just a friend. But who better than him knows what that word can imply, when he used it so many times with his exes ?

No, Ran Haitani held no power on you, despite being older. He even came to think he would've wished to be younger, as much as that man at the coffee with you.

-" Ran, it's stupid. Open the damn door. "

Your voice fell to deaf ears, busying himself cleaning his gun on the sofa, he heard the quiet sound of your forehead resting against the wooden door.

That's it, get used to it. Because if himself couldn't get used, one of you two had to do it right ?

-" I'm gonna sue you for sequestration " you quietly warned, but only heard a scoff coming from his mouth.

-" Good luck with that " he lazily grinned toward your phone resting beside him, and practically was in a bliss when you let out an outraged sigh.

-" the hell... You can't keep me locked in your room forever, you know ?"

Choking on his pride, he couldn't believe he resorted to such actions. But it was all for that same pride, at the end of the day. Ran couldn't have you cheating on him, Ran Haitani is not one to be cuckold. No seriously, a dinner with a friend, past 10 p.m ? Who did you think you're fooling ?

Getting up from the sofa, he blew some warm air on his gun and threw it on the couch, before making his way to the bedroom door and sliding the key inside.

Being met by those doe-like eyes that sometimes makes him think gonna be the end of him, you let him run his calloused hand across your soft cheek's skin, his usual smirk on.

-" That's right, pretty baby. "

You honestly were not one to be scared, yet when he began approaching you until his long shadow towered completely above you, yes, yes you were scared.

-" Can't have you locked here forever. But " he grinned, closing the door gently behind him.

He had no warning signs dating you, thinking you would just be another notch in his belt. But now you were the melody that won't leave his head, and it was all your fault. Playing his fake love game better than him, who did you think you are ?

-" But I can stuff that pussy until you can't walk anymore. "

Slender fingers pushed you on the mattress, having you all sprawled for him with your skirt riding your thighs, your bare skin already waking up his lower parts.

-" So be a good girl and watch me stretch you real nice, yeah ?"

Wakasa Imaushi :

Just an iceberg, and sure not one to look for butterflies in the stomach at thirty-seven, no he was no looking for love, or for anything that would last.

Then you just stormed in... No it is not a figure of speech, you stormed in his life, and as the youngest drops of rain soaked him to the root, now he was all but breathing fresh air.

He should probably not, the age gap was impressive, let alone the fact that your two personalities had no middle to meet in, all the odds were against it.

But, to reiterate, you just came in. That's it, end of the story.

You, your loud laughter, your unfunny jokes and your hungry fists.

Shit happens, he told himself the first time, pressing your back against the desk of his office at the gym, bare chested as you looked at him with a wry smile at the corner of your glossy lips, slamming his hips against yours and smirking when your face contorted in pleasure and pain.

-" what is it ? Can't run that fuckin' mouth anymore now ?"

If he was not Wakasa Imaushi, he could have felt guilty seeing the tears in the corner of your eyes, as you struggled to even form words. But he knew better, feeling how you clenched around him with every mean word.

Shit happens, he told himself, the second time. Crossing arms behind his head while you tried steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders. Lazy purple eyes burned with desire as they watched you rise and fall beautifully on his length. He swore he would not help you, thus having his arms resting behind his head but still was happy he gave you some instructions, getting even harder at how compliant you were.

-" Why ain't ya like that all the time f'me, huh ? " He titled his head, biting his lips to keep himself from leaning and kissing your swollen ones. " So fucking stubborn... Don't mind ruining this tight cunt everytime you're actin' like a brat though "

And from thinking, on top of his thirty-seven, nothing could phase him anymore, he found himself thinking it was a good thing that you were a regular at his gym. That way, he could not only enjoy how those sport leggings kissed your curves perfectly, but also to-discreetly- keep an eye on you.

Because even in your early twenties, it seems like you still walked in your teenage habits. Reckless, too damn reckless. Challenging some of his clients- free fighters twice your height and age.

And there you were again, in your pink sport leggings and bra, warming up to fight yet another opponent stronger than you. As careless as he seems, and considering you two never talked about the meaning of your hookups , last months playing cat and mouse had him... Worrying about you. He would not sit and watch your small brain being splattered on the floor.

-" I'm closing, dude. " He mumbled toward the opponent who was ready to fight you, that one frowned but you stepped in before he could say anything.

-" You never close up this early " you remarked, crossing your arms and he shamelessly eyed how your breasts slightly popped out as you did.

-" I said, I'm closing. Get out. "

The one who new better, the guy, quickly grabbed his belongings and nodded goodbye to his coach before leaving.

But the careless, reckless, fucking so full of herself one stayed, pouting child-like.

-" You don't want me to fight him" you concluded some seconds later, he put away some dumbbells left there and straightened, raising a brow toward you.

-" couldn't care less " he shrugged unbothered, but then you started walking toward him, too close for you own good and raised your head high.

-" Yes you do. You think I can't actually win. "

-" I don't think you can't win. I know you won't. Now go home. "

His hand reached for your shoulder, trying to shove you away but his eyes widened the slightest bit when you used that moment of inattentiveness to grab his arm and twist it.

-" You shall not underestimate me, Imaushi. Especially not when I can have your arm pinned in a heartbeat. "

He must admit, you're nimble, and slided behind him very fast. But little did you knew with that little strength of you, you just dug you own grave ?

-" Oh princess" you were surprised to hear, a low chuckle from him, for the first time. Dropping his lollypop on the floor, he freed himself from your grip with little to no force, and the white leopard has never been quicker to turn and meet your eyes. " You should never have done that... "

Wakasa indeed never thought he would bother with someone as young, as loud and annoying as you.

But at that moment, bending you over his desk, cock slamming your dripping hole with the stronger thrusts he's got in his back, he was glad he did.

-" Y'think you're such a big deal, huh ?" You cried out as another harsh thrust of him almost sent you, and the desk flying. " 'bout time someone teaches you a fuckin' lesson"

And he had no problem doing that, eyes blessed by the sight of your ass up and cunt dripping between your thighs.

-" Drivin' me outta my fucking mind with this pretty ass " his hand met the latter with a painful slap, you bit back a whimper but he smirked, still hearing the echo of it anyway. " Gotta tame you into the perfect slut for daddy. Mold this pussy to my cock, yeah baby ? "

Ah the youth... Always thinking they're so invincible. And somehow he knew the perfect way to make that cotton stuffed brain grow up a little.

-" I'mma fuck a child into this" you felt your high at reach while he tapped his fingers against your folds. " Amazin' pussy. See how you can fight, all round with my kids ?"

Kakucho Hitto :

Who was Kakucho but an outcast?

His whole life, had been lived between two wars, collecting scars, counting dying stars.

Although he had only lived in the darkness, his heart has always seemed homesick for light. Until you.

Months been spent trying to deny you, protect you from himself or whatever his guards were pretending.

But goddamn that head of yours was harder than any of the walls around his heart, though being a young adult, sometimes you acted just like a rebellious teenager.

Homesick for a home that didn't even existed, and he stopped moving from his spot, nothing to look for anymore.

Oh how could he stay at that same spot when you swept him off his feet like the tornado you came in ? The more he tried going against your winds the more he found himself struggling in the middle of your whirlwind.

So he removed the boards covering his windows and doors and let you in, you and your frivolity.

He discovered you couldn't help but laugh in critical situations, though looked at you with confused eyes the first time you burst in laughter because you nearly set the kitchen on fire.

And you smiled, god, you smiled for nothing. He suspected that you knew it flusters him everytime your glossy lips stretched in a bright smile and did it on purpose to make him lose control and lean in to kiss you.

He would always remember the first time he laughed in years, a real, light-hearted chuckle when he caught you talking to yourself through the mirror.

And oh, how could he forget that night ?

Kakucho frowned and turned his head toward you after hearing a muffled sound, he came to think you were asleep since you've been silent but his tired eyes met your pretty face and small mouth closing around your pillow.

-" Hey, angel, been having a nightmare ?" He asked as he moved closer to you, and his heart missed a beat seeing how your cheeks could grow beautifully warm, biting that seductive lip.

-" Uh... No, it's nothing, just something I was thinking about... "

After many investigations you confessed driving yourself to sleep by many cute fake scenarios you knew would never happen, and still you were eating your pillow at the thought.

What a brat... An incredibly beautiful, endearing brat.

And he wished he could have you by him more often, but you had your own life, own friends, and you had college, all he could do was to give you a spare key and hope for late nights where he would find you in his bed, something he wished would happen more frequently.

- " I don't get why Mikey makes you keep all the important files " Haruchiyo grunt, meanwhile Kakucho slided the key inside the lock.

-" cause last time he made you keep the paperwork you used it to sniff your coke " Rindou shrugged next to his brother, all waiting for Kakucho to give them their assigned paperworks.

But he knew something was wrong the minute he opened the door and loud music came to their ears.

The three boys couldn't keep their laughter hearing a young girl's voice coming from the kitchen.

How could he forgot your habit of singing along with the loud music ?

Though crimson red painted his cheeks, his heart beat faster knowing that you were there, he would have you beside him that night, what was strange itself knowing it was a weekday.

-" Ya know what ? I'll bring it to the headquarters tomorrow, you guys just go home " he hurriedly tried pushing Haruchiyo out of the door who struggled to contain his laughter, and as Ran was about to mock him, his jaw fell down and his gaze drifted behind Kakucho.

-" Kaku ? Daddy you finally home, I made dinne-"

Nothing, nothing could've prepared him for what waited for him. You knew how much he missed you because of your daily schedule, and you knew his ache for a home he could go to after a tiring day.

What essentially led you to his kitchen, cooking a meal for your lover, wearing nothing but a sexy maid apron.

- " Holy shit... "

-" Oh god-" that was not your Kakucho's voice, there were four men in the living room, all wide eyes taking in every sinfully exposed curve of you under the only piece of fabric you were wearing. Shame quickly assaulted you and it was only after you quickly turned around to leave that you remembered.

It was an apron, it has no fabric in the back.

-" Okay so see you tomorrow ! " his hands were harsher than he expected it as he started pushing all of them outside, the one with the purple mullet who's eyes never left your body by the way mumbled.

-" But- but she made dinner-"

-"out. "

He needed no more than that cold stone tone for them to oblige, though they never felt more disappointed to skip paperwork.

- " dadd- Kakucho... ?" Your small voice filled the living room, whilst your lover was facing you with his tense back, you could practically feel the heat radiate from him.

Even the day you learned he was a Yakuza haven't you been that scared of him.

-" Enjoy havin' my subordinates drooling over ya, huh ?"

You whined, trying to press your dripping cunt against his lips only inches away from it, but the ties around your wrists were keeping you hanging on the bedframe.

-" Kaku, you know that's not wh- Oh god ! " A high pitched moan escaped your throat at the feeling of his teeth grazing your throbbing clit, Kakucho tightened his grip around your hips, he felt guilty to think he would gladly snap a picture of his fingerprints on your soft skin, later.

-" What did you just called me ?"

-" Ngh, Daddy... Daddy please " you curled yourself tighter against him, had him chuckling deeper into you.

Yes, though he would rather have died than letting his co-workers see what's his, he still was blessed with the domestic feeling of you waiting for him at home. He caught himself thinking he might get used to it.

-" angel, d'ya have the slightest idea of what you did ?" You shook your head desperately, under the soft warm breath he was blowing on your cunt. " Probably got them all pumping their cocks wishing it was this little pussy"

His gaze darkened, seeing how more drops of your arousal were seeping on his bedsheets and hearing your breath hitching, he cupped your pussy into one hand and had you crying out loud.

-" What a naughty girl I have, hate that I have to do but gotta make them see me eating this pussy of mine. Make them losers hear the pretty sounds you make for daddy, yeah ? "

Your eyes widened and a strangled " Kakucho" left your lips, he stretched his hand and reached for the phone, opening the camera and angling it just the right way so they could only see his naked back.

-" But worry not, pretty girl. Won't let them have a single fucking look of this princess' body. Never again. "

Takeomi Akashi :

He warned you. Yes he was a player, but a fair one. He told you not to fall in love, to keep your heart out of your vagina.

But honestly ? He should've saved those words for himself, he probably needed them more than you did.

Because you didn't even started playing back and he was already head over heels for you, something that never happened to him before.

He could curse the day he met you at their club during one of your girl's night, or he could curse every feature of your pretty face, in the end it was the same, he just can't seem to get you out of his head.

It's been pretty weird for him at first to date you as you were almost half his age, he only had his fair amount of mature women and never thought he'd end up with a baby. Because that's what you were, a brat.

A pretty, over independent brat.

Sometimes he caught himself thinking he was babysitting you, he honestly saw no difference between the behavior his younger siblings used to have and yours. Stubborn, head in the clouds, trying every forbidden way to upset him it seems. And the worst in that ? No strings attached, he had nothing that could keep you grounded.

No matter how much money he would offer, "I need my own money not yours". And no matter how pretty was the jewelry he bought, at the end of the day it would return to his pocket because " why do you even buy things for me it's not my birthday".

You made it pretty clear, he was there because you wanted him to, not because you needed him. And what was he supposed to do with those crumbs when a bunch of young and handsome men were ready to steal you from him ?

Though it was exhausting, to be constantly checking your wandering eyes, he could just not let go.

Who would wake him up in the morning with the hairdryer's sound ? Accidentally burn the pancakes and say " good thing, you just took a step back from diabetes"?

who would surprise him at the meeting with some nudes taken in the college's bathroom ?

too much for his game, you were a witch.

And he really doesn't know why he keeps bringing you to external meetings with their partners at their clubs, since it's one from the only few times he'd be stressing. With so many eyes on what's his, how much more time left before it was not his anymore ?

-" I don't care how you do that" Koko snapped at Ran over the loud music. " Hire prettier girls, create special offers or whatever. The whorehouses aren't working enough these days and Mikey... "

And there it goes again, same conversations, same men with the same girl's on their laps. With a sighing mind, you watched your boyfriend reach for a cigarette in his pocket, but he barely had anytime to put it in his mouth before you snatched it away and brought it to yours, smiling like a kid.

He arched a brow toward you, since when did you even smoke ? Then rolled his eyes noticing Ran, Rindou and Mucho all taking out their lighters to do it for you. That was his routine.

-" Here ya go, love " he heard Rindou whispering as he lit it up for you, being the closest one to you and his hand around your hip tightened seeing the way the Haitani eyed your smiling lips.

Conversation kept going around the same boring problem until you were bored of hearing their words in the back of your head like a broken record.

-" It's not even such a big deal. " Your soft voice brought all of their eyes to you. " Nobody goes to whorehouses anymore. Except, maybe old men. " You winced seeing most of them, and their girls raising their eyebrows. " No offense... "

-" sweetheart you-"

-" focus on my words instead of what's in your pants. " You interrupted Ran the same way he did to you, and rolled your eyes at his smirk. " People nowadays want to see, the thrill of watching something you can never have. Once you get it, it all vanishes away. Get all your girls an onlyfan, and thank me later. "

And though most of them were not into smart mouths, Takeomi could clearly see the interest sparkling in all of their eyes. His throat tightened as Kokonoi leaned over the table, closer to your face.

-" You, are really something else... Ain't ya, precious ?"

Takeomi hated it. And you. And that cursed little smirk curling your perfect lips.

-" 'bout ten fucking bitches there, all keeping it silent. But you, you had to run it again, obviously ?"

His low voice was laced with venom while his hands tightened on the steering wheel, you couldn't hear the end of it in your way home and your head ached from all his reproaches.

-" but I'm not your bitch and you know what ?" You scoffed earnings a side eye glare from him. "Drop me here. Consider from now on I'm not your problem anymore, so I can't embarrass you. "

He would've liked to ignore that foreign tingle in his chest hearing your words...

-" Watch your fucking mouth. "

And although he never took such a scary tone with you, you swallowed your stress and muttered.

-" I only wanted a good fuck, not another father... "

Not even have you finished your words that the car did a great spin, ripping a small scream out of you while he hit the brakes and parked in the middle of the dark empty road.

-" Repeat that f'me, would'ya ?"

-" Oh fuck, slow- slow down ! I... Omi !"

-" Wanted a good fuck, right ?" He grunt, hips smashing against yours and you honestly couldn't even tell how you both found yourself on the backseat. Your words might have somehow switched something inside him, force him to manhandle you like he has always been afraid to do.

- " Y'better take my cock like a good little whore, fuck- should've shut you up this way. Jus' fucked you dumb in front of em "

His filthy words tightened the knot in your lower belly, walls spasming around him had him growling and throwing his head back in bliss.

-" this pussy's my addiction. Goddamn- tell me how... The hell 'm a supposed to let'ya go ?"

-" Close... So fuckin' close daddy" you ignored his words and let more tears slip from your eyes while he pounded relentlessly into you, a bruising hold on your breasts.

-" Look at you, practically begging to be put in your place, m'baby such a brat, gotta tame ya into my perfect wifey, would'ya lemme ?"

-" Yeah ? What 'bout I stuff this lil pretty pussy 'f my cum, would my pretty girl take daddy in ?"

Mitsuya Takashi :

He knows it, you know it, and he wouldn't even try to deny.

He has a huge daddy kink.

But you really were the one to trigger it, because he was now a twenty seven fashion designer and he was supposed to be so far from those years where he had to take care of his baby sisters.

Supposed. Because everything in you just brought that protective side of him, your careless nature, he couldn't help but take your hand in his everytime you'd cross a road.

Your lightheaded oversight, sweet morning cooking for you but you wake up late to college and forget to take breakfast...

The mess you left behind you, pink pom pom pen all over his desk, and he'd never forget the blush on Hakkai's face when he found your lace panties on the couch during a visit to his friend's house...

And despite all those adorable flaws he loved so much on you, you always insisted on carrying yourself on your own. Always preventing him from paying things for you, refusing to let him help you with anything.

No, I can hold that, it's not heavy.

Bitch, it's twice your weight...

It doesn't matter, because every detail of you, he fell for it. Even that stubborn head of yours.

Well, there was times where he just couldn't take it anymore. Like all those times he asked to make sure you were eating enough and having enough sleep during your college exams, and you assured everything was fine.

No it really was not, he concluded, seeing you when he came back from his business trip, noticing how your cheeks deepened, how could you even pretend you could take care of yourself when you overworked yourself that much ?

-" Looks like you even need my help to eat, princess... "

Teary doe-like eyes stared up at him, the ground leaving kisses on your knees whilst his hand had a bruising hold on your hair.

His tip hit the back of your throat relentlessly, Mitsuya never been that rough with you but you wouldn't just listen, you needed a punishment right ?

-" Shit, only obedient for ma cock... Then take it like the fuckin' slut you are "

Those new sharp edges he was displaying were turning you on, your juices dripping between your legs since he made sure to strip you before making you gag around his length. Your clit was throbbing,aching for some release but your hands have been tied behind your back by his necktie, preventing you from any possible pleasure.

He saw the tears forming in the corner of your eyes though you closed them so he would not see your despair, he smirked.

-" Thought- fuck, just this way baby... Thought you don't need my help ? Now look at you drippin' on my floor, where's the independence, love ?"

You opened your eyes and narrowed them at him, sending a fierce glare that only made his cock throb in your throat. You vengefully hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around him, highlighting his pleasure until he was throwing his head back.

-" So fuckin' good " a strangled chuckle escaped his mouth seeing you pressing your thighs together. " Say the words, love. Tell me how much this pretty pussy needs my cock, and I'll give you the fuck of your life "

So stubborn... he thought, whilst you locked gaze with him and tried taking him deeper, proving he needed you more than you did.

And maybe you were right, but that's not what he wanted to hear.

Takashi pulled your hair tighter, the tingling only making your walls clench around nothing and elicit a strangled sob from you. Desperate saccharine voice had him coming undone with no warning in your throat, and he rode his high watching you swallow every drop of him.

-" M'baby, understand that if I need to feed you myself, I would. " He whispered, with his hand still holding your hair as you let go of his dick with a loud pop.

-" Taka', can't no more " you straddled him on the couch, freeing yourself from the tie and wrapping your hands around his neck. " Please, make me cum, please, please, I need you daddy, please... "

Although he told himself he would make you suffer longer, your teary eyes and wet lashes, the desperate way you were rubbing your entrance against him had him in a chokehold. He was just a sucker for you...

-" Shhh, it's okay baby. Gonna take care of my pretty girl"

Soon enough, he was lowering you on him, stretching you to no end while you already started crying his name, a meer attempt to ride him and take control again.

You would never change... He noted in a smile.

-" See ? All you had to do was to be a good girl, was it really that hard ? "

-" Or do you just love it when I use you like a cum slut, baby ?"

Kakashi Hatake :

Somehow you never felt enough, not even once.

He was so much older and wiser, stronger and needed. You painted yourself in your brightest colors, poured yourself into being the best medic nin you could be. Yet it was never enough.

Only the sky would ever know that was all in your head.

Kakashi had another way to see it, to see you. When he looked in your eyes he saw no age gap, no insecurities, just the little woman who broke the walls of monotony around him.

The one with a smart mouth, who wouldn't just shut up. The one to say the things no one else would say, putting him back in his place when his feet would start floating too far from the ground.

He wishes he could just forget about those sarcastic lips of yours, and the life still blindingly glimmering in your young eyes.

But his hell already knew a rainy day, and you brought him out of that numbing shell. Making his heart beat faster, whether because of your cute laughter or your unnerving recklessness, all he knew was that it's been only months still he couldn't keep the cold facade anymore around you.

-" I'm just... Exhausted "

You finally agreed to let the words out, after days of being silent. Something that frustrated him more than it should have, he might just be missing your consistent loud mouth...

- " You're... Fucking amazing, and I'm proud of you "

He never thought he'd be bothered by your smile, but that one was ripped of any joy...

-" But I just feels like a kid waiting by the door.« Don't do that, don't talk so loud, don't walk like that»... " You mimicked the words of the villagers. " «You're a Hokage's future's wife» , oh and all the « and why ain't you married yet ? »" You scoffed. " Like it's not been just few months since we're dating. "

Kakashi sighed loudly, resting his mask and the book he was reading on his desk.

-" and I sound dramatic. And you despise drama but... I just want someone to love me for who I am, not for what... They could make of me. "

He could see you felt self-conscious from opening your heart to him, considering you too were a stranger to releasing what's in your mind and he felt his chest aching for the woman who's been sharing his bed, dreams and living rent free in his mind for the last months.

Kakashi pushed the chair he was sitting in a little back, then slowly patted his lap.

-"enough. C'mere. "

He couldn't believe you'd let their words get under your skin, your so perfect skin, all in display in his lap as he was bouncing his thigh against your swollen clit.

-" That's it, moan my name, baby. Only you can do it "

-" 'Kashi, more please " you begged, hands on his shoulders and how could he refuse you anything ? He was already painfully hard and constricted in those pants, and still all he could yearn for was your own pleasured face beautifully contorting.

-" Oh shit, m'love came pretty hard " he chuckled, few minutes later as you came undone staining his pants, light head on his shoulder but he really didn't care.

Because soon those clothes found their way next to yours on the ground, and as your walls clothed him in, he just couldn't understand.

How could you even doubt yourself ?

-" You fill me up, so good " your moan sounded more like a sob, which made him softly grin and press feverish kisses to your neck.

-" Now you gotta take all of me like my good little slut, is it okay ?"

Your eyes widened with the harsh thrust coming after those words, thinking he would take it slowly for once but his grunts in your ears and the fingers digging in your hips told you otherwise.

-" Yeah you will. Bet my pretty girl's gon' lemme fuck the insecurities outta her "

-" I... I will, oh shit, I will, 'kashi !"

The stubborn one who would only obey when his cock would stretch her out, how couldn't he be obsessed ?

-" That's a good fuckin' girl. Now let daddy make you feel how deep he could love you "

Kakashi was a man of his words, and he promised...

If the village wanted so much to meddle in their Hokage's household, he would make sure to let them hear how good his best girl takes him behind closed doors.

Itachi Uchiha :

Here is a boy who never even considered having some happiness, let alone find love.

Itachi Uchiha is the worst of his enemies, all those arrows in his heart, his mind was the archer of them.

He would probably not be able to tell when it started.

Lingering stares, whispered words

But that, he was not waiting for its ending.

First cry of the newborn crepuscule, the dewy scent of the morning will tell him it's time to go, but the warmth of your hips under his fingers beside him on the bed mimicked the feeling of a home he lost since decades.

Head on the pillow, you could feel him sneaking in almost every night , and he could see you smiling but for some reason you pretended to be asleep.

And he painted you larger than life, because his chest weighted tons of blue ice but you painted him golden. Spark of a fire your love has lit up in him so immense that his demons caught fire.

-" Show me " you whispered, fingertips grazing his eyelashes.

His eyes held the tales of thousand horror legends, but you were seeking to see them as if they were your fairytale.

-" No way. " He replied, lying on his side next to you yet again.

Tantrums, you were so childish but you had your ways to get what you wanted, and they were all but innocent.

You rolled on top of him, making him instantly lay on his back and with a pout he found distracting, began rolling your clothed pussy against the growing bulge in his pants.

- " 'Tachi please " you whined, and he had to close his eyes not to give in, the friction you were giving along with the sight of your hardening nipples under your top nearly making him lose control. Him. The one who never lost control.

-" Stop. "

Red, was the trail his fingertips left on your hips to stop you.

Red, was the fire burning in his lower abdomen.

Red, was the way his eyes shone in the dark when he opened them again to face you with his Sharingan you oh so wanted to see.

Itachi was fascinating to you, and he thrived into the star-studded stare your eyes would give everytime he would do the most trivial thing.

Sometimes you really reminded him of Sasuke, how proud he was of his big brother, long ago. And he couldn't help the need to take care of you like he wished he could've done for his brother.

You were reckless, after all. Young, a danger for your own self and never listened. He spent every minute next to you caring, and every one away from you worrying.

Maybe you knew that, and maybe you used it to see more of him.

Nights where you lived were when the devils would go out, stronger men twice your height would be afraid to be outside at such an unholy hour, but you...

You in your veil white dress, angel tempting the devils outside

Angel tempting his devils inside.

-" what's the crying for, my love ?" His voice echoed through the blinding red.

Red, red everywhere.

-" Isn't it what you wanted ? M'dirty little girl, yeah you did. "

Itachi, itachi everywhere.

Itachi's hands holding yours pinned to the bed, Itachi's cock deep down in your throat, Itachi's mouth closing around your breast.

But through all the clones you knew, the one bullying your cervix with each thrust was none other than Itachi. The real one.

-" Told ya not to go out so late alone, haven't I?"

It was overwhelming, the fire in your guts blinding you to everything, the tsukuyomi only amplifying all the feels whilst Itachi rolled his hips against yours.

-" Did you really needed this to understand, love ? My cock splitting you in half like a whore ?"

You mumbled some incomprehensible words around Itachi's clone's length, and a deep groan reverberated through the crumbling down walls of the genjutsu.

-" Goddamn- baby, pussy clenchin' around me real good... You like it when I do this t'you, don't you ?"

Another spasm of your walls around him was the answer, he knew he didn't deserved that image, pretty face of yours crying in pleasure under the many Itachi's worshipping your goddess's body.

-" love, if I knew... You were such a slut, would've took that pussy 'til your pretty legs can't move sooner "

But you were there, wrapping him in your angelical aura like he was not soaked with blood to the brim.

-" Shhh, don't worry. Still got so many time in my hands to fuck the insolence outta you, baby."

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Poll analysis part 4

I normally don't do these so soon, but since I started doing the duo and the trio polls that really brought out some interesting trends

Naruto, I know I've called you guy my problem child fandom just because of how you engage with me. But you guys can't seem to catch a break unless it's Kakashi or Madara. You think one of the most popular animes of all time would at least be able to win something. But no. You're coming in dead last in the Battle Royals. Even just the regular polls with your characters have extremely low engagement. With the only exception being Kakashi or Madara. I have my theories on why this might be happening but I want to observe some more because there are so many more Naruto Polls in the queue before I put anything in writing publicly

Sailor Moon oh boy, did you guys come out to support your lesbians. I was not expecting so much support for those characters, I think I threw them in as a last minute I need an all girl Duo and you guys turned out. I'm curious to see if this continues with all the Sailor Moon characters

Samurai Champloo these characters get mentioned so many times in the comments. Like where are these characters why aren't they in the swordsmen or trio Battle Royale and no one shows up to support them. Why is this? I know Samurai Champloo is iconic but you all are pulling an Attack on Titan. I think the fandom is comatose and the characters only get mentioned out of respect for its iconic status

JoJo's apparently has characters that are trying to give Senshi a run for his money when it comes to panty shots or booty shots. Those polls have been funny. I'll give you that. And it somehow feels appropriate for the JoJo's fandom to do everything for the meme and submit those polls with those specific photos

Berserk you guys only show up to support Griffith and Casca. There is very little love for Guts that might be due to his opponents most the time, but I think that is somehow thematically appropriate

Fullmetal Alchemist I thought you guys only showed up for general Armstrong when I paired up Hawkeye and Mustang as a Duo. You all show up in droves to show your support.

Castlevania You guys show up pretty consistently no matter the character, it's been entertaining because you all can put some interesting things in the tags

One Piece is trying to submit the most obscure characters in that show and then put the most ridiculous tags on it so I have to add them to that already ridiculously long post. At least that's what it feels like because it feels very deliberate.

Cowboy Bebop you exist and your characters are hot. They're even hotter together. That's all I can really say

Bleach You exist. Your characters are mostly hot and Yoruichi is top tier waifu that sweeps in basically every poll she's in

Well that's all for this update There again will be another one. Don't know when but there will be one

#poll analysis #not a poll #fandom culture

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team7-headquarter · 5 months

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Quick interpretation of the Land of Iron arc and Sakura's role in it:

I won't use images this time, but you can go and check my interpretation against the arc to see if it clicks for you or not. It's a possible reading, not an absolute. I don't claim this is the only way to see the arc, understood?

I've seen a lot of people mocking Sakura for her choices in those chapters. From declaring fake love to Naruto, poisoning her team and going after Sasuke alone, to facing him again when Kakashi told her to stay back, etc.

It's not my favorite arc and I have many points I often criticize about it, but right now I'm putting my biased view away to properly read into it.

First point: It's not about romance anymore.

It'd be easy to read it that way. There's Sakura's love declaration, Naruto's own words (she loves him, she would never do it), Karin's thoughts on how Sakura loves/likes Sasuke too, etc.

The problem is that if it was about romance, things would be easier. Instead, we have a war context where Sakura knows there's people after Naruto, they're about to enter an internal conflict, Sasuke is being chased by all types of shinobis and all nations, her own friends agree with going after him, Tsunade is in coma, etc.

It's a breakdown that's been building up since the last chapters of the Classic, where Sakura decided to pretend she was okay about Sasuke not being back because she didn't want to hurt Naruto anymore. Her worry grows when Chiyo tells her about the Akatsuki being after the jinchurikis, Naruto included. When they go to confront Orochimaru, Sakura runs to Naruto after seeing him losing control, hurting.

The story sets her to decide between saving Naruto or Sasuke. The choice is apparent, since we the readers know there are many options, but it doesn't mean it is any less real for Sakura. We trust Naruto has the alternative, a way of saving Sasuke without killing him, or at least we trusted in him back then. Sakura, who was in one of her worst times, felt compelled to do something to protect the people she loved and in her desperation, rushed to make her mistake.

Many mistakes.

It's not Sakura's place to be the perfect heroine. It's her burden tho: to break under the social pressure, doubt her own gut instinct and follow what she thinks is "the right thing". Everyone tells her Sasuke is too far gone, that he's only gonna cause more pain. She sees how it hurts Naruto and she "knows" her hope in Sasuke is part of the weight in Naruto's shoulders.

If it was about who she liked better, Sakura wouldn't have betrayed both of them. Either her confession to Naruto would have been real or she would have taken Sasuke's side. Even if her love was biased (and it was), we know that it is not enough to make her waver on her own beliefs. She doesn't follow Naruto or Sasuke's wishes or orders.

This is about her character. Her own moment.

She thinks "I need to put Naruto somewhere safe and I need to kill Sasuke before he falls deeper into his madness/darkness". So much is true. Is it selfish? Certainly. She doesn't want to see the boys she loves destroyed. She doesn't want to see them dead, and that's why she is unable to kill Sasuke. She doesn't want to see them become a monster, the reason why she ran to them both when the cursed mark took over Sasuke and the kyubi chakra took over Naruto.

It is selfish, but not more than the actions of her teammates. She is not worse or better than them at the moment. Just different.

Second point: reflection and distortion.

Everyone was selfish in that arc, or do you really think any of them was sacrificing what they really wanted in order to benefit others?

Naruto wanted Sasuke alive and he was not giving up. He is selfless in many things, but not when it comes to Sasuke. He was not allowing them to kill him, that wouldn't happen.

Sasuke had his goal and his life and he was not giving those up in order to make Team 7 happy. Alas, I don't mean it as in he should had done it because no, Sasuke shouldn't have to give up his life for them when they couldn't really get why he was doing all he was doing. It was not his job to make them understand either, but it is a fact he was being selfish.

To make it clear, being selfish here is not a bad thing necessarily. Very human, but not morally black in all senses.

Kakashi was willing to kill Sasuke himself for selfish reasons too. He didn't want Sasuke to keep committing crimes, he didn't want it to be Sakura who killed him (or got killed by trying), he didn't want Naruto either to do it —he was also a very good Konoha nin.

And Sakura refused to let Kakashi carry that burden alone. She didn't want Naruto either to be the only one always chasing after Sasuke (she would later get why only Naruto could do it, no matter how hard the others tried). And she didn't want Sasuke to continue changing, but was also unable to stop him from doing so.

Naruto even told Sasuke he would die with him if necessary. That's a selfish wish. Fuck the rest of the world, I'll go with you to death if I can't bring you back with me.

For the shippers of one or other pairing, there is plenty of food in this arc. It's not much about romance as it is about shapeless devotion.

It was a circle of not wanting to lose the other or wanting to lose the other (in Sasuke's case) because he knew how powerful the grief would be —and don't get me started on how hatred and love are intertwined with the Uchihas.

So when it comes to Sakura, although she is not the exception, she receives a lot of hate for her actions. The core of her actions are not any different from Naruto's or Sasuke's or Kakashi's. The only differences are that she is represented as the love interest of both Sasuke and Naruto, that she's a girl, that her power doesn't consist of flashy techniques and that her themes are expressed almost in a cliché "girly" way.

You don't have to like her, you don't even have to say why you don't like her, but at least hate her for canon flaws or traits or acknowledge the fact you would love her if she was a male character. It's not that hard.

Final point: Consequences

Whenever you face the challenge of reading an arc correctly, ask yourself "how does this move the plot? how does this affect the characters in terms of evolving or regressing them? given the themes of the manga, how does this resonate with them? what is the purpose of these acts?"

For Sakura:

( A ) It shows us how much she cares about Naruto and how much Naruto cares back.

Her bad actions were rooted in good intentions and despair. This arc shows us that she's willing to make herself a tool, a weapon, if it could guarantee Naruto's safety or happiness. She basically offers herself to be used without thinking how she's insulting the others with it. She starts acting the way she thinks others want her to act. This arc somehow regresses her to her genin days, when she was trying to be someone she was not. That's what Naruto points out, what he hates the most. She is hurting herself and him by pretending, by lying to herself and him. She betrays Naruto and Sasuke while simultaneously failing at doing so.

She loves them, maybe not in the ways they wish she could love them, but that's who she is and that's how she feels. She cannot force any one to change their minds, she can't control their decisions and it's not worth it fading away, trying to do so. In that arc, Naruto is the one who's emotionally mature about it. He doesn't stop loving Sakura, the way he doesn't stop loving Sasuke. They might be lost, but that's okay, he got them.

( B ) It solidifies Kakashi and Sakura's dynamic.

This arc gives us an overdue apology from Kakashi, who acknowledges that he failed his team. To Sakura he regrets covering the issues with a smile, lying to her while saying that it all would be okay. Sakura didn't trust anyone to go with her, which he recognizes too. He wants to shoulder her burdens, make up for her for his shortcomings and mistakes. Of course, the arc also gives us a bunch of parallels between Rin and Sakura, even throwing some Haku and Zabuza parallels in there. And of course, it's not all about Sakura. Kakashi also knows he failed Sasuke, but knows they are past amending things like he could do with Sakura.

On the other hand, Sakura refuses to allow Kakashi to carry what should be their burden. She spent all her Gemini days letting others fight for her. She's not that kid anymore, even when it means she could get killed. Thing is, Sakura has no way of knowing how much her death would traumatize Kakashi and she's not the type to normally notice just how much she means to others.

( C ) It addresses the state of her affection for Sasuke —and served as a frame to show how lost Sasuke is.

Lost doesn't mean confuses (although he was). In this case, lost means that Sasuke was deep in trauma. He was being heavily manipulated, he was abusing his body beyond his limits, he was a mess. He was hurting.

If we guide ourselves by the manga moment when he was the most open and honest, he'd deeply regret all he did to Sakura. There's no way of knowing what killing her would do to him, but the previous instances of such events tended towards total madness. Naruto saved them all by saving Sakura that day.

On Sakura's side, well, she never stopped loving him, caring, she couldn't. We saw her ugly lie to Naruto's face, we saw how she POISONED her teammates, she did many wrong things and didn't falter. Kill Sasuke? She could not. Her hands wouldn't obey her. She's not the type to not do a stupid thing because she's afraid (after all, Kakashi had to physically stop her multiple times during the Kaguya fight because she was gonna get herself killed, c'mon). She couldn't kill him because her affection was genuine and deep rooted within her. It's a line she couldn't, wouldn't cross.

( D ) It sets her as her own character, capable of making her own choices and mistakes.

Sakura was never meant to be an angelic type of girl, silent and uncomplicated. She was also not meant to be all hardedged, mean and evil. She's not a damsel, neither a #GirlPower girl.

Sakura makes mistakes, has friends willing to help them through the consequences, and then she grows. They are patient with her because she's been there for them too. They are not perfect either. It's not the first, not the last time a shinobi would do something wrong or dumb out of love, pride, desperation, who knows.

Didn't Tsunade poison Jiraiya too to go after Orochimaru? Sasuke and Naruto spend years chasing each other and humiliating each other for the sake of their bonds. Hinata went to fight Pain all alone. Rock Lee almost lost his legs. Rin made Kakashi kill her. Kakashi failed his genin team. Obito was ready to destroy change the world. So was Madara. Minato sealed Kurama in Naruto. And on and on and on.

Sakura's actions during the Land of Iron arc might feel more cringe for some people, but it's just that, a feeling. Why? Maybe the problem is in the romance aspect of it all, badly portrayed as it was. Maybe it's because some girlish acts make people feel more naturally ashamed. Or it's because people see their own mistakes or shortcomings reflected in there.

Whatever it is, it's okay to hate it or don't like it, like I said in some paragraph before. Still, when it's time to properly interpret the story, you can't let those feelings cloud your thinking.

I know I said it was a quick interpretation and it really is. Any other day, I'd have pulled s bunch of manga panels to prove my point. But for now, it must be the (still undiagnosed) ADHD talking.

Hope you guys like it!

#naruto #sakura haruno #team 7 #og team 7 #naruto uzumaki #naruto shippuden #kakashi hatake #team kakashi #Sasuke Uchiha #naruto interpretation #not meta? Idk

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depressedhatakekakashi · 1 year

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Kakashi’s Story - Prologue

I have so many thoughts. This is just the beginning of the book and it’s already so good!!!

The line ‘I wonder if they have Onsens’ made me laugh out loud. Kakashi’s on a mission and he’s still thinking about a nice warm bath, and honestly good for him. He deserves to relax.

The land of Redaku being half legend is such a cool concept. I’m imagining Little Kakashi hearing stories about it and reading about it with big excited eyes and it’s such a cute thought.

Kakashi see’s a child in need and without hesitation races over and does everything he can to help. I love this man so much.

And using his water style to give the kid some water. He just molded water style into his hand without any hand signs and gave it to the kid this man is amazing.

‘The child was starving and the baby was dead’ ok just rip my heart right out of my chest why don’t you 😭😭😭

I’ve known the prime minister for five seconds and i hope he dies

Kakashi calling the prime minister an idiot 🥰🥰🥰 man knows a POS dumbass when he hears one.

Kakashi going instant teacher mode when he hears about Nanara not doing his studies XD he didn’t even want to be a teacher but now he can’t turn teacher mode off poor man.

Lord Sixth vs Zabuza 😂😂😂 anyone want to tell poor Zabuza he was facing a Hokage? I don’t think he was aware lol

The jutsu’s are so right and Nanara remembering what each of them do is super cute. He’s a smart kid he just has no drive to study and i bet Kakashi’s going to fix that.

Nanara enjoying the small village life and listening to stories about his hero the sixth hokage 🥰🥰🥰 and getting upset when people say he’s just a legend and not at all real. Boy’s going to have so much fun finding out how wrong they are.

His dad telling him stories of the sixth hokage that’s so cute ahhhh

Kakashi is so confident that no one knows who he is here that he just… uses his own damn name without hesitation and you know what, he’s right 😂😂😂

‘He was a dreamy man with heavy lidded, sleepy looking eyes’ 😭😭😭 even the kids are calling this man handsome. Nanara has known him for five seconds and the most important things he notes are his silver hair and heavy lidded eyes, and with just that information he decides this is a man worthy of being called handsome. I love this kid.

#Kakashi’s Story #Taryn reads Kakashi Retsuden #Kakashi Retsuden #I love it

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x-authorship-x · 6 months

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So, you have a lot of bookmarks on AO3, which I love to go through, because you have good taste. But I must know, are there any fics, from any fandom, that are pretty much your all time favorites?

Hiya

Yeah I do have a lot 🤭 over 7K on my side of things (I know some people are super picky about what they bookmark but I just do what a finished and liked, and l I like 95% of what I finish anyway, because I prefer to filter my own bookmarks when rereading...) and generally I will say that they're all good in their own ways. My big favs? Regardless of fandom?

Hm.... This is off the top of my head

Disclaimer: be very mindful of tags, warnings, and ratings! This is also not in any way meant to stir discourse and I'll just block people if they try something

Update: had to slash my link numbers as even my drafts (almost twenty of them lol) wouldn't save SO-!

Naruto

Tobirama/Kagami (I tagged this "Kagami hauls ass out of the ground" because I desperately need that shortcut to finding it) ⬇️

Summary: It’s just his luck that whoever revived him lacked the courtesy to summon him onto a nice bloody battlefield. No, instead he’s underground, probably in his own fucking coffin and wearing his own goddamn corpse. He hopes he remembers this when his soul is re-released into the Pure Lands; he’s going to kick Tobirama’s ass for inventing Edo Tensei in the first place.

Mild crossover with Venom, Team 7 genfic BAMFness (this fic is enshrined in my mind) ⬇️

Summary: By all accounts, Sakura is dead for the first five minutes of her life.

Yet, she continues. If she occasionally has too many, too sharp teeth then that's their business.

Team 7 & Rookie 9... Hysterical, that's probably the word for this masterpiece of comedy (I cry every damn time it gets to Genma interrupting the alley fight) ⬇️

Summary: Kakashi comes down with a cold seven(ish?) days after he passes his first genin team. He knew children were a bad idea but he didn't think it would change anything this fast.

Bnha/My Hero Academia

This fic is the one I rec to get people to actually read fanfic for the first time (and it always works)⬇️

Summary: Heroes lead by Bakugo.

Villains lead by Midoriya.

Seven days prep time.

Three days for Izuku Midoriya to show why they should be glad he's not a real villain.

The Quirk-science in this Todoroki-centric (subtle reincarnation) fic is just so delicious ⬇️

Summary: Todoroki Shouto has memories that he didn't make on his own, motor skills that his brain doesn't know how to parse, and a love of science and mathematics and physics that means he broke down his Quirk into its most intricate, universe-bending components at the age of seven.

In one universe, he wants to become a hero. In this one, even though he doesn't want to, he might have to.

Hawks-centric fix it BAMFness because hello to that insane quirk, insane backstory training and bleeding heart!⬇️

Summary: After the incident at USJ the Hero Public Safety Commission is concerned about the security of UA. With All Might still a target and a member of the staff they offer to add another hero to their roster to boost their security as well as appease the public.

Hawks does not want this job. He has many other jobs that need doing.

The kids are kind of cool though. They make him laugh.

In which Hawks unwillingly adopts children by the bucket loads and learns some things about himself in turn.

Then the League of Villains happens and his newfound teaching knowledge gives him IDEAS

Okay so this was originally about three times as long BUT Tumblr won't let me post that many links together and it's getting very late for me SO so I'll quit here but...! If anyone wants more recs, the rest of my list (which were other fandoms) or if anyone has a rec for me/my followers, go ahead and drop into my askbox!

Happy reading, Anon! Do let me know if you try any of these and what you think of them!

#torship #torship talks #ask #anon #torship recs #fic recs #fanfic recs #fanfic #naruto #bnha #mha #tobirama x kagami #team seven #class 1a #todoroki family #bnha hawks

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cartoonrival · 10 days

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Nrto/Brto for 3 10 & 17?

bro literally the wider naruto fandom sucks so bad idek where to begin

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

i dont have a specific example so instead im gonna give a general gripe about a trend that ive seen in many takes over time

the black and white thinking and refusal to think for half a second about characters other than ur faves Reminds Me Of Something!real ones know. the way people talk about any character with any sort of greyness to their morality kinda makes me crazy and i lowkey think ppl bring up kishimoto TOO MUCH in their discussion of the storys themes bc while obviously like its important to talk abt WHY he wrote it the way he did esp wrt nationalism and all, i think also it sort of dulls ur ability to think anything complex about it if u blame everything u dont like or think was "sloppily done" on kishimoto. judging every character based on kishimoto's morals instead of their own if that makes sense? its not like "the wrong way to do things" i just personally find it really boring when thats the only way youll look at a text. like no wonder you guys are constantly making jokes about how naruto sucks and you'd never recommend it, you wont even allow yourselves to think about the story as its own piece of art beyond just "kishimoto wrote it this way because he sucks" like do you ever think maybe youre killing some of the fun of media analysis... i think its why so many people hate sakura or kakashi or itachi or anyone else. and this always comes out in the way ppl characterize bc theyre like Um I've Fixed Them :) and then its the blandest shit ever because you absolutely refuse to work even slightly WITH the story you claim to love, only fighting tooth and nail against it.

some examples of what i mean w this: basically any conversation about itachi that tries to categorize him as either good or bad. basically any conversation about sakura that tries to do literally anything or nothing with her. people making sns blandly romantic as if the insane and inventive ways they talk about their feelings for each other in canon isnt genuinely part of what makes it so maddeningly fascinating and awesome. anyone who thinks kakashi is a bad teacher. its just this refusal to meet the characters where they are and think of anything in terms of the text itself rather than exclusively in a meta way, ie "this is how it would be if it was good." no its not. you just made it how it would be if it was bland and obvious. dont you literally think the fact that the guy writing it was accidentally writing his characters to be struggling against the same shit that he was struggling against irl and struggling to keep Out of his writing is like. wildly fascinating and part of waht makes the story intersting to pick apart. but ok. this also applies to aspects of boruto primarily sasusaku and naruhina marriages. no one gets it like i doooooo

10. worst part of fanon

everybodys always shipping kakashi with someone and its never even guy. if youre gonna ship kakashi it had better fucking be with guy bc theres gen srs no one else he would be caught dead romancing with and i cant even see how you could read any of his other relationships as romantic. he doesnt even HAVE a relationship with iruka. i get that not every ship has to have canon support but its all either 1) literally not even interesting to think about or 2) what they have actually going on is way more interesting but see my response to question 3. its the same with gaara honestly the more i think about it the more annoyed i get about the ignorance surrounding just-short-of-canon aroace gaara ToT like if u didnt know then ok... but you should learn because its awesome. i just thinking the shipping culture in the fandom is annoying like everyone has to be shipped with someone and that seems to come before their genuinely interesting relationships. and those genuinely interesting relationships are sanded down into something normal. idk this is a gripe that goes w Many Many fandoms but i feel like w naruto its particularly bad largely on account of See Previous Answer. ppl are like "its written this way bc kishimoto is homophobic i will fix this" then they make it suck because shockingly ik kishi actually wrote a good as fuck story if deeply flawed

17. there should be more of this type of fic/art

ill be fr i dont gen seek out fics or art independently to be 100% sure that stuff i'd be looking for isn't out there somewhere. but i think ppl really really should just. think about sakura more. i literally love her sm but ppl won't think abt her beyond either 1) she sucks and i hate her (but this is because of kishimoto's writing and has nothing to do with me! if i rewrote naruto then she wouldn't be there 😌 this is a kindness to her and not because i cant be assed to think about a woman for 5 seconds) or 2) girlboss!!!! like.... is that scene in the land of iron not BIBLICAL to anyone else....??? is her devotion to someone she's lost faith in out of loyalty to someone she loves and is losing her ability to understand not FASCINATING???? TO ANYONE ELSE???? IS THE WAY SHE PICKS UP THE TRAITS OF HER TEACHER THAT HE SPECIFICALLY IS NOT MEANING TO PASS ON TO HER NOT HEARTWRENCHING???????? you people suck. instead you write ooc sns over and over and draw kakashi without his mask kissing fucking obito

#asks157 #nrto

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sentinelpri · 1 year

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Kakashi Hatake detests being Hokage. He also detests the stupid council that’s allowed to dictate so much of what he does, and he detests their ideas, too- including this one; a party thrown at the Hokage’s Residence to celebrate his inauguration.

Kakashi is already tired from the aforementioned inauguration, which was bright and early that morning. Now it’s just past six in the evening and the party is starting. He’s glad that he doesn’t actually live in the Hokage’s Residence like many of the other Hokage chose to do, as he can’t imagine the mess that’s sure to come from this that he’s going to have to assign some poor Genin to clean as a D-Rank mission come tomorrow.

It’s clear that the council are inept to what kind of things happen when there’s parties with alcohol that ninja are allowed to attend; intoxication, violence, and sex, which are all things that Kakashi has had more than his fair share of in his lifetime. So he tries to avoid everyone by staying in the corner despite it being a party thrown to celebrate him and his big accomplishment.

To make things even worse, he’s able to hear a familiar voice by the doorway that makes his charcoal eyes go wide and his heart skip a beat.

None other than Iruka Umino walks into the room and takes off his coat, chocolate brown eyes bright and full of life. Kakashi swallows the lump in his throat and tries to make himself as small as possible, but that’s difficult to do when he’s one of the tallest men in the room and donned in a bright white outfit with the Hokage’s hat atop his head. It doesn’t surprise him when he catches Iruka’s eyes. He sees it happen as Iruka’s face lights up immediately.

He looks so nice, so lovely even though he’s only adorned in his modest work uniform; dark navy pants and a matching turtleneck with a Chunin vest and a village headband. The only thing that’s remotely different is the puffy green coat that the brunette abandons on a hook by the doorway before walking over to Kakashi with a grin.

Kakashi can’t breathe. The needy, desperate side of him wants nothing more than to grab Iruka and pull the brunette into his arms. The rational side of him prays that Iruka will just get bored of the celebration and go home.

“Kakashi, we should grab drinks after this,” Iruka says, and Kakashi knows that it’s a genuine invitation, but he also knows that it’s one he’ll never accept. Iruka wants to be Kakashi’s closest person; a friend, a confidant, a lover, his special one. He makes it obvious in how he sends Kakashi the occasional gift and uses every excuse to talk to him regardless of how Kakashi tries his best to ignore him. “You know… Alone. I’d love to catch up with you. It’s been a while.”

Iruka, as kind and as sweet and as trusting as he is, never expects anything from Kakashi. So he doesn’t wait for an answer, instead turning away and going to join the crowd that he sticks out from so beautifully with his lips painted light pink and his hair let loose from his ponytail.

Iruka is cruel in the way he dances with his friends and coworkers, seeming like he’s having the time of his life as he unknowingly tears Kakashi to shreds. Iruka is cruel in the way he shakes his hips, in the way he smiles radiantly and flips his wavy chestnut locks underneath the red glow of the party lights.

Kakashi can’t have him, even though they both want each other. Iruka is a kind-hearted person and even if Kakashi didn’t somehow ruin him, there’s a myriad of people who still want Kakashi and his loved ones dead that probably would. Kakashi can’t get too close. That’s why he rejects every dinner invitation, brushes off every subtle touch, and breaks the heated eye contact. Any time he’s aware that Iruka is going to be present somewhere, he avoids it like the plague.

He questions if Iruka knows his true feelings or if Iruka is completely oblivious. At the same time, Kakashi doesn’t think he wants the answer to that.

The music is too loud. It’s a bunch of shit that Kakashi doesn’t like, blared through speakers that he feels like they shouldn’t even have. The technological advancements they’ve made since the war have been crazy, change on top of change on top of change that Kakashi just isn’t ready for yet. Times are peaceful and yet he can’t move on. If anything, he feels worse. Everyone else is moving on with their lives, getting therapy, making peace, starting families. Kakashi is somehow above everyone status-wise and simultaneously being left behind.

Plenty of people come to talk to him, some friends, some strangers, some people who used to whisper about him being a friend-killer who are apparently now perfectly content to graduate him on his promotion to Hokage and tell them that they believed in him all along. All of the saccharine words go in one ear and come out the other until Kakashi is snapped out of it by quiet, familiar footsteps that he instantly recognizes as Iruka’s. He turns to see the younger man leaving through the backdoor to go to the balcony.

Kakashi watches him through the window from inside with a wistful gaze. Iruka leans over the railing with his back facing Kakashi. He holds a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other- a nasty habit that Kakashi would love to scold him for were he not too scared of Iruka knowing the truth to show his concern for the teacher. For the first time tonight, Kakashi allows himself to smile. It should take Iruka a bit to finish the cigarette he’s currently taking drags off of, so Kakashi indulges in what he feels like he can’t have.

Iruka shifts, bends over forward just a little too much as his hair blows with the soft spring wind.

Kakashi is thoroughly convinced that rather than the ethereal angel everyone seems to insist that Iruka is, the Chunin is a monster from hell sent to torment him specifically. Kakashi doesn’t mind it, though. As much as he hates it- hates himself, hates his feelings- if his fate is to be tortured by the monster that is Iruka for the rest of his life, so be it.

Kakashi sees Iruka start to move, so he turns and pretends to be standing with his back against the wall, uncaring and unmoving. When Iruka comes back inside, Kakashi doesn’t spare him so much as a glance- at least not until he’s back in the crowd and far enough away that he won’t notice Kakashi’s blatant staring as he goes to talk to Guy.

A few minutes later, Guy rolls over in his wheelchair with a determined look on his face. Kakashi notices Iruka watching from across the room and immediately gets a bad feeling about what’s going to occur in the next few minutes. He attempts to ignore it to no avail.

“My dear rival,” Guy starts. Kakashi can’t help but notice that the older man’s hair is just a tad greyer than it used to be underneath the warm lighting. They really are getting old… “Iruka’s been asking about you all night! Why don’t you go talk to him?”

“I’m good,” Kakashi answers, his voice cold and even like ice. He doesn’t want to give anything away that he doesn’t have to, though he’s fearful. Guy can see through him better than anyone else. Kakashi would be surprised if the other Jonin didn’t already figure out his feelings for Iruka. “Kinda just enjoying my alone time right now. You know these events aren’t really my thing…”

“Kakashi,” Guy huffs. “It’s been years of you two doing this. He’s still here to celebrate you even though he has work first thing in the morning! At least go thank him, will you?”

“No. I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for him to come here, either,” Kakashi spits and throws his hands up in frustration. He understands why Guy is concerned, and he understands why Guy is trying to help, as he’s friends with both Kakashi and Iruka. He probably just wants the two of them to be happy together. Unfortunately, it’s not meant to be, and it’s certainly not Guy’s place to try to make it so. “It’s not like we talk, and it wasn’t mandatory. He could’ve stayed home.”

“You can’t avoid your feelings forever. Why’ve you been so cold with him? It’s been especially bad since the war ended, and to think I assumed you would start treating him better!”

Kakashi shifts uncomfortably under Guy’s intense, scrutinizing gaze. He himself used to think that, were things to become peaceful, he’d make a move. But since the war ended, his feelings of bitterness and self-loathing have only gotten worse. Growing defensive, Kakashi snaps at his best friend, even if he’ll end up regretting it come tomorrow morning.

“I can do what I want, and you’re reading into this far too much. Iruka and I have never been anything more than coworkers.”

“Then why are you always this depressed and angry any time he’s around?” Guy demands. “You’re never like this!”

“I’m not,” Kakashi denies and crosses his arms over his chest. “And how does depression and bitterness equate to any feelings beyond hate?”

“Because that’s how you cope,” Guy exclaims with a furrowed brow. “Because you’re afraid of letting anyone get too close to you, so you push them as far away as you can with the nastiest attitude you can muster when you start getting scared!”

“I don’t care what you say, Guy,” Kakashi shakes his head. He’s lost, they both know that. Guy is right. Kakashi will never admit that to anyone but himself, though. “I’m not interested in him.”

“Ugh, fine, be that way! You’re so frustrating sometimes,” Guy huffs once more and turns to leave.

“I know I am,” Kakashi calls out to the ravenette as he wheels himself away, a shit-eating grin on his face underneath the mask he wears.

Then, he heads to the front door. The council will be pissed at him for leaving his own celebration party so early. He just can’t bring himself to care about that. Right as his gloved hand touches the doorknob, however, a softer and smaller hand grips the back of his uniform. He looks over his shoulder to see Iruka standing behind him with a concerned expression.

“Kakashi, are you good? You’ve been kind of to yourself tonight,” Iruka points out, and it’s true.

Kakashi hates that his attempts at pushing Iruka away have barely worked. He hates that even though Iruka barely knows him, they can see right through each other like this. Iruka can tell that something is wrong.

“Ah, I’m fine, just… I’m not feeling too well,” Kakashi tries to play off his pathetic, emotional state as a physical illness. Thankfully, Iruka seems to believe him. “I’m probably going to go home.”

“Oh, are you okay?” Iruka says and, to Kakashi’s horror, places a hand on his shoulder and leans far too close. People are staring at them. Kakashi damn near melts right then and there. “Should I walk you home?”

“No, don’t bother. You have a lot going on here with your friends and all, so uh… I’ll see myself out,” Kakashi forces the words to fall from his mouth before pushing Iruka’s hand off of his shoulder. The dejected look that crosses the younger man’s face breaks Kakashi’s heart into tiny little pieces that he knows he’s going to have to spend the rest of the night taping back together within the confines of his bedroom. “Thanks for coming.”

“Kakashi, wait, before you go… I just wanted to say,” Iruka smiles at him again. “Congratulations. Really, I mean it. I’m so proud of you.”

“...Thank you,” Kakashi responds and makes himself smile back. “Goodnight, Iruka.”

“Goodnight, Kakashi. Walk home safely!”

“No promises.”

With that, Kakashi leaves, glad to be rid of the monster that is Iruka Umino- even if it’s only for the rest of tonight.

#kakairu #irukaka #angst #naruto #naruto shippuden #kakashi hatake #iruka umino #post canon #naruto spoilers #hokage kakashi #oneshot #oneshots #drabble #drabbles #songfic #song: michelle (sir chloe)

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innocentimouto · 1 year

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Thoughts on Kakashi trying to dissuade Sasuke from revenge? That time when he tied Sasuke to a tree

One of the main causes for Sasuke to leave the village.

Kakashi, one of the strongest ninjas alive, wasn't going to help him get revenge. Was Sasuke supposed to find someone stronger in the village to train him?

Also, revenge? It's justice.

Itachi massacres a whole clan, and no one does anything? All those lives don't matter? The narrative tries to frame like it's Sasuke's anger and selfishness that makes him want to kill Itachi.

But it's just basic justice that Itachi pays for killing so many people.

And Kakashi offered no help to Sasuke at all. All of Kakashi's loved ones are dead? Did Kakashi have one singular person to blame for all of it? If so, is that person still alive?

Kakashi has the ninja system to blame, except he was indoctrinated so young that he never goes against it.

He has the line of "those who break the rules are scum, but those who abandon their friends are worse than scum."

Isn't Sasuke seeking justice for his clan not abandoning them? Sasuke actually did what he was taught. He went against the rules for his family.

Frame it this way:

Would Sasuke risk his friends and loved ones lives by allowing someone like Itachi to live?

It's different now, because seeking justice for genocide is apparently not more important than obeying laws of a government that sanctioned it.

So yes, Kakashi messed up there. Revenge is so evil when it's Sasuke. But when it's Shikamaru for Asuma, then it's justice. What's the difference? One is sanctioned by the government and narrative.

Kakashi offers Sasuke nothing else. Not "You're angry and acting out. I promise I'll train you to become stronger, but you need to calm down."

Sasuke came out of a coma of witnessing his whole clan's genocide, and that's the best Kakashi could do?

Sasuke going to Orichimaru was risking his life. And Sasuke is painted as someone cold and selfish when he risked being labeled a traitor and making an enemy of a Sanin for his family.

That's love. Sasuke spent his whole life trying to avenge them.

And even if you look at it in the way that no he just had so much hatred and wanted revenge and he wasn't going to listen to Kakashi anyway---

that was because Itachi told him to

How do you blame Sasuke, a survivor of genocide, when Itachi is the one who repeatedly forced it into his head that hate is power?

Anyway Kakashi didn't try that hard. Sasuke was never going to let go of the thousands of times he just witnessed his clan die because Kakashi lost all of his loved ones and the 2-3 sentences Kakashi offered.

Trauma doesn't work that way. Sasuke had a right to never want to feel that powerless again and to want to avenge his clan. Kakashi should have offered support. Ninjas already kill, and the village would consider it something good if Itachi was gone.

There was no reason not to support him. Kakashi just can't understand why Sasuke holds his family above the laws and rules of the village because that's what Kakashi did after his father died.

If anything, Kakashi was the worst teacher for Sasuke since he would never understand him. Sasuke was willing to hold people accountable and seek justice while Kakashi continued to follow the rules and push all his trauma down because to stand up against up the ninja system is almost impossible.

And Sasuke was labeled crazy for doing it.

#Kakashi Hatake critical #Sasuke Uchiha #I said I wouldn't be doing this #why are you asking the right questions???#anon I don't have enough interest in this anime to get into debates about it

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kakashihasibs · 10 months

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the character everyone gets wrong

sweaty soggy noodle man kakashi is who this is all going to be about so. I don't think everyone gets him wrong. a lot of people do but it's usually bc they're too horny to care lol

2. a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom

have you seen him? have you felt his vibes? he is lazy by nature and recoils away from most physical contact that isn't necessary to do his job (and even he doesn't seem to enjoy it). there are like 7 total people he even lets see his face (while knowing it is his face) and most of them are dead by the time he is 13. hang out? sure. do nice domestic couple things? sounds lovely. get naked and fuck? so an enemy can kill him or a loved one while he's distracted? no. he probably has tried scheduling his shits and showers with gai so he's never actually vulnerable. he's also so ace.

Aubu kakashi: "Tenzō I need you to stand outside the bathroom while I shit." baby tenzō: on it boss (thinks this is completely normal bc he is also in anbu)

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

uhhh that kakashi would not only have sex but would want you to call him daddy. that nearly 50 year kakashi who has never worn sunscreen in his life shouldn't actually look old/older. that a young looking kakashi is a health looking kakashi.

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

lol that insinuation that looking young is healthy

5. worst discord server and why

i have never been in a discord server longer than a few days. idk.

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

facebook dude bro fans whoops i misread this. i thought it just said fans. but shipping fans? idk kakairu is a notp for me but the fans aren't overly annoying? maybe the painfully ooc readerx shippers. I haven't seen many in a while tho so

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

Iruka lol but only when shipped with kakashi. annoying loud-mouth chunin. whatever dude.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

kakashi fucks and gai doesn't

9. worst part of canon

it's naruto man. everything after the land of waves arc lol

10. worst part of fanon

the bumbling husband and nagging wife characterizations from the kakairu fanon.

11. number of fandom-related words you've filtered

bruh lots idk lol

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

tenzō T-T

13. worst blorboficiation

i'm pro blorbo. i am rotating these fictional men in my mind at all times.

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

i don't know.

15. that one thing you see in fanart all the time

fangs v-v and scars.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

people who love kakashi but don't give a shit about gai. those two are like a packaged deal in my mind. can't have one without the other. they are eternal rivals after all.

17. there should be more of this type of fic/art

sometimes i just really need a deep dive into kakashi's head. i love the character study type stuff.

18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

younger gai and tenzō bumping into each other bc they're both watching kakashi stand at the memorial stone bc they're both worried.

19. you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

there is nothing i am mad/ashamed/horrified about but if you're wondering yes i do enjoy the fanarts of kakashi in bondage. lol

20. part of canon you found tedious or boring

the flashbacks are out of control. my memory isn't great but it's not that fucking bad holy shit girl

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

idk i feel like the parts of fandom i interact with are pretty realistic about how good something in Naruto is

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

Yaknow how Obito's dream that naruto sees is Obito is back in konoha and becoming hokage but Rin is still dead? like what does obito wish had changed? I think it's if Minato had recognized him. I think Obito was actually praying and hoping for Minato to realize who he was fighting. Obito had a seal on his heart. Minato could have saved him if Minato pulled his head out of his ass for more that 5 mins at a time.

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

none. my kakashi stubbornness knows no bounds

24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse

idk kakashi discourse is easy for me to ignore.

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

none. i love hatefulness drama and kakashi.

#ben replies #ask game #but like all of it lol #kakashi

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dreadsuitsamus · 1 year

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this is from my 9k word kakashi wip! you can tell it's old lmao

Trust in you. That was what Kurenai had said to him all those months ago when Kyuubi attacked. But you died that night. And if you didn't, (He held your body! You died!) why would you fake your death?

Kakashi kicked the coffee table in anger, swearing loudly and fruitlessly trying to vent his feelings. Various papers from mission reports scattered on the floor; he'd been slacking on turning them in. The Third wasn't giving him many missions lately anyway, so it wasn't like he could force himself to care. Working too hard was wearing him down terribly.

He dropped to the floor and brought his knees to his chest, burying his hands in his silver hair. The Intel Unit knew nothing of the necklace when he researched it all those months ago. He even searched your old apartment again (not many renters were interested in the apartment of a woman that died facing the Kyuubi, it turned out) and came up with nothing. Wherever it was, that damn necklace was not in the village.

So…

Could she really be alive?

Kakashi shook his head violently, expelling the thought from his brain as far as possible. It was impossible. It had to be! He held your body, you were buried in the same cemetery his sensei and Rin were in. He visited that grave every single day; it was in pristine condition. Something was going on but he just couldn't figure it out. This whole thing was utter nonsense.

Kakashi swallowed thickly, pushing off the urge to vomit. His head was pounding now; he admittedly hadn't been taking the best care of himself. The mystery surrounding the necklace had taken such a large toll on him, and to compound that with the guilt of everything else he already shouldered each day was hurting him severely, mentally and physically.

How he wished he'd handled the relationship differently. How he wished he would've had the guts to label it as a relationship in the first place. How cowardly of him to not claim you publicly after he dared to tell you he loved you too. How dare he disrespect you and his beloved sensei in such a way; he should've been proud to have you by his side. Instead he hid behind closed doors with you, having his cake and eating it too.

He took his time with you for granted and now he suffered for it.

Kakashi blinked and looked around the blurry apartment. He hadn't realized he started crying. He tugged his mask down and wiped his face, biting his lip and staring blankly at his ceiling.

His thoughts started wandering as he zoned in on a very specific section of the ceiling. They were all of that dreadful night, and of the scene he and Lord Third stumbled upon after everything was too late. Minato-sensei's body, Kushina's, yours…

Though… He couldn't recall ever really getting much of an answer about the baby. It seemed like he was presumed dead early on, and it made some semblance of sense to him. After all, how could an hours-old infant have survived that night, when all of his direct family members had died?

His next thought shook him to his core, the possibility of the answer being the one thing that could potentially provide him happiness once again zapping him into a standing position, heart thumping so fast he'd pass out if he didn't calm down.

What if she's really alive… and has the baby?!

#asks #kakashi hatake x you #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi x you #kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake

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huskymaine · 2 years

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Unpopular opinion: Kakashi wasn't wrong when he tried to tell Sasuke that he shouldn't seek revenge because he can see how it was dragging Sasuke onto the darkness and effecting his mental state and there's nothing similar at all between Sasuke's revenge and Shikamaru's revenge who had everything planned and wasn't getting consumed by i like Sasuke, and Sasuke leaving the village wasn't Kakashi's fault either, Kakashi's words were actually getting to him but the sound 4 showed up and ruined everything and then took advantage of the fact that Kakashi left for a mission and won't be there to stop them.

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

As expected, I strongly agree with it. In fact, I am quite vocal about that topic and made 2 separate post about it, on here and here. I’ll not repeat myself on this post but to summarize the main point of those two posts is :

REVENGE IS NOT WRONG, BUT OBSESSING WITH REVENGE IS HARMFUL

Why? Because one-minded thought (obsession) of revenge made Sasuke like this :

and this

“I don’t care what happens to me or others as long as I have my revenge”

Dunno about the you guys, but if my kid or someone I love has this kind of mindset, I’ll try to make him look and treasure other things apart from revenge. Because revenge is like addiction. It can consume you, it can make you sacrifice many things that you deemed not as important as revenge, and most importantly, you don’t gain any new from revenge except personal satisfaction and perhaps peaceful mind. The deed is done, the dead stays dead. If you obsessed with revenge to the point that you deemed any other things unimportant, what’s left to you after the revenge is fulfilled. Emptiness. That’s what Kakashi warned to Sasuke and why he desperately wanted Sasuke to look once again on his heart to find anything except his revenge inside him, because for him, Sasuke is not a ball of revenge, but a kid who had future and bond awaits him, unshackled from his past. I am not saying that Kakashi handled it perfectly. Sasuke needs long-term motivation and careful treatment to handle his issue. The thing is, Kakashi has such a limited time for that (I already said about this on my other post iirc).

While I understand those crowd who crave hard-fulfilled revenge, but Naruto ain’t the correct media for that. That’s not the moral lesson that the author tried to deliver. In my observation, in last couple of years entertainment medias like comic or drama who have revenge plot flourished so much. In medias like webtoon, kakaopage, even manga I found tons of titles that has summary like this :

And that’s okay. There’s no harm on fictional hateful chopping-chopping as a treat XD

But when the time Naruto is released, majority of medias, especially kids media, are more accepting at “anti-revenge” as moral lesson. If you think Naruto are extreme about this topic, then look at Hunter x Hunter. There’s a character who has revenge as his main goal too, named Kurapika Kurta. His clan was massacred by Phantom Troupe and his clan members’ eyes are taken because they’re pretty and expensive on underground sale). At some point, Kurapika managed to capture the leader of Phantom Troupe, but the Phantom Troupe gang managed to capture Killua and Gon a.k.a Kurapika’s friends. Both side proposed an exchange, then came this scene :

So here Kurapika has his desire person to avenge on his palm, but he valued his friends so much so he’s willing to trade his dream for his friends’ safety. And the said friends, although they can escape, used this moment to stop Kurapika’s revenge, because they don’t want Kurapika to be a murderer. Compared to any moments in Naruto, that scene above is the most blatant example of “stopping revenge because the characters thought that revenge is wrong”, and the show painted this scene as good and heartwarming moment.

Personally, while I understand Killua and Gon’s feeling, I can’t help but feel annoyed by them. Mind you, one kid is literal elite assassin since birth and the other kid once used a random person’s life as a bait to grab his opponent’s tag. And they both never felt the loss of someone important to them, then when Gon (the black haired kid) finally experienced it, he went berserk in rage. So like, what’s so wrong with Kurapika became murderer in the world where murder is so normalized? But that’s the lesson that the author tried to instill, so I as audience accept it and search for other media if I want more murder-murdery revenge plot, not forcing my mindset and accusing the author for bad writing while they already made their moral stand clear on the media that they create by their own hands. That’s rude and ungrateful, imo.

Anyway, on the other hand, before Pain arc, Naruto franchise doesn’t have this moral lesson. Team 7 has no problem when Sasuke said that he wanted to kill certain someone, Kakashi gave him his arsenal jutsu and advise him for the sake of his power growth to defeat Itachi, Jiraiya let him has his first fight with Itachi out of respect toward Sasuke’s feeling. There’s no sabotaging on Sasuke’s attempt on revenge like the HxH example above. BUT, when the said obsession of revenge made Sasuke tried to endanger himself and his comrade, that’s the point where Kakashi draw the line and discouraged his revenge. At that plot point, when I put myself in the place of someone who was concerned for Sasuke’s well-being, I can’t help but agree with him completely. I honestly can’t understand those who claim they love Sasuke yet support this kind of self-destructive mindset.

As for whether Sasuke left the village is Kakashi’s fault or not, I admit that his talk to Sasuke is clumsy and not as impactful as the talk Iruka did to Naruto. But it’s not failed completely. That clumsy talk went through Sasuke’s mind, and he contemplated it from noon till night. Sasuke who on hospital dismissed Sakura and saw Naruto as power measurer, consider them as people whom he doesn’t want to lose.

The main reason why the talk was failed in the end is because Sound 4 deliberately attacked Sasuke when Kakashi is absent. Also means that Sound 4 know Kakashi’s presence potentially can make their mission failed.

Blame Kakashi when the Sound 4 deliberately attempted to move after he went out the picture is unfair, don’t you think? It’s not like he’s to lazy to supervise Sasuke or something, he was assigned to mission and the man didn’t even have much time to recover himself from Tsukuyomi coma. And immediate after he came back from the mission, he immediately tried to track Sasuke, even disregarding direct order from his Hokage. But then the rain came washed all Sasuke’s track and he was too late to arrive on VotE.

Like, guys, what more can he do? What more do you want from him? Why did he have such a bad luck? XD

#hatake kakashi #uchiha sasuke #I hope I don't repeat many points from my previous posts #and I think I don't have to explain that Shikamaru is not obsessed with his revenge like Sasuke #about this topic Kakashi is in such a rock hard place #people want him to do more #while he's already accused for Sasuke favoritism #guys Kakashi only has one body #yeah yeah Kage Bunshin exist but it will split Kakashi's power in half #and he barely handled a kid with his full power #that's why every time I see Kakashi's life #I got reminded by painful fact #that it's freaking HARD to have kid on your responsibility #you can stretch yourself thin and bend backward #yet it still seem not enough and never enough #meta answer #kakashi appreciation

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