accidentally said "invasive thoughts" instead of "intrusive thoughts" today and actually I think I'm onto something. this thought does not belong here and it is harming the local ecosystem
when I choose the most popular response in a subjective tumblr poll: oh hell yeah I chose the correct response. I am going to get a good grade in tumblr poll, a thing that is normal to want and possible to achieve.
when I choose the least popular response in a subjective tumblr poll: I am a tastemaker. a trailblazer. avant-garde. the uncultured masses cannot fathom the secret depths of my genius.
I'm sorry, but if I was fighting for my life in the streets, and a pretty girl turned a bunch of human traffickers into blood rain, I would also become obsessed with her. Jack was basically normal, actually.
March is such a fickle month.
It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even
hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady
hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t
know what you’ll find, until you step outside.
March is such a fickle month.
It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even
hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady
hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t
know what you’ll find, until you step outside.
random thought but i think shisui is the type of dad who like lowk laughs when your kid struggles with a maths question so you ask him to do it and he does it completely differently from the way they teach it at school so he tells them to forget about the schools method and do his instead 😭
do yandere kakashi and Obito reacing to reader replacing Rin when she dies. lets say obito gets saved by minato so he knows why exactly kakashi got Rin killed. So when reader joins the team theyre really mean to her and everything becus they cant believe she tried to replace rin. They become yandere after she heals them (she can have medical ninjutsu?) so they really start to like her
Yandere Kakashi and Yandere Obito with the same S/O
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No one can be prepared to lose a close friend, and neither Kaashi or Obito were ready to lose Rin. It had been a dark day for them, Obito had been crushed by a boulder, which Minaro thankfully got there in time to help him. Then Rin sacrificed herself to save them and herself from the wrath of the three tailed beast.
Since Obito was present for most of the situation, he understood that Kakashi never meant to hurt Rin. Their friendship grew stronger as they both grieved the loss of their teammate. Of course, they were shocked when Minato mentioned they’d be joined by a new member. They couldn’t believe it! The audacity of replacing Rin in such a short amount of time was unbelievable.
Your presence was, of course, unwelcomed. You were a replacement, nothing else. You could never replace Rin, so they didn’t bother with you. There was no point. It wasn’t your fault you’d been placed with them, but they couldn’t help but hold it against you.
Kakashi was monotone when it came to you. You could never tell what he was thinking, and that bothered you a lot. When you tried speaking to him, he’d only listen, but never answer. That was the part that scared you the most. He was simply uninterested in being with you. You could waste your time asking him something, but that didn’t mean he’d actually answer you. You’d simply be harshly ignored by him.
Obito was a whole different case. Kakashi, although straight out ignoring you, never blatantly showed you just how much he disliked you, but Obito? This boy was the definition of obvious. He was the most affected by Rin’s passing, in his mind. She was his everything. How could he replace her?
When I say he was mean, I mean it. He yelled at you, scolded you, berated you, and simply treated you outright badly. He was condescending when you failed and you couldn’t get him to like you no matter how hard you tried. He hated you. You believe that wholeheartedly.
Now, you understood everyone grieves differently, but this was too much. You felt unwanted and unwelcomed. Minato had reassured you several times that everything would be fine, and to just give them some time, but you felt horrible! The only person that treated you nicely was your sensei… it was you against them.
When you trained, you were surprised to see how well they worked together. The loss of Rin has managed to mend their friendship, even if she had died at Kakashi's hands. Obito understood that the reason Rin died was not because Kakashi wanted to kill her, but because she’d rather die than live as a weapon for the rest of her life. Obito forgave Kakashi, and they promised each other they would never hold anything against each other, for Rin. They moved at an amazing rhythm; in perfect sync. They knew where to be and what to do without uttering a single word.
Their teamwork was off the charts, and you were slightly jealous. Why? Oh you know, it’s not like they thought you were a burden or anything. Yeah, every time the three of you had to work together, it would always end up in an argument.
“Jeez, are you slow?! Can’t you see I’m supposed to come from the right?!”
“Get out of the way! You’re messing things up!”
If Rin were here, we wouldn’t have to be dealing with all your mess!”
These were just some of the few things Obito would throw at you whenever you messed up their momentum. You were never good enough for them. You were too slow yet too quick. Too dumb, yet too smart. If you had to jump and you’d jump, they’d somehow find a way to let you know that you jumped the ‘wrong way’. You could never be good enough. You could never win.
You tried, you really did, but nothing worked. You’d be blamed for everything, and they’d say you were ‘dragging them down.’ Of course, they would complain to Minato, mostly Obito, but Kakashi would nod his head in agreement from time to time. Minato would scold them or brush them off. “She’s your teammate, like it or not. You better start treating her as one or else you two will be the ones getting in trouble,” this made them resent you even more.
You got used to everything. It had been a few months since you first got there, so you knew how to handle them. You trained so much and watched them train that when you were in the field once again, you didn’t fall behind. You were predicting their moves to be able to move in sync with them. You had studied them—your obsession of being at the same level finally paying off.
You didn’t understand why, but you expected some sort of praise. For once, you hadn’t been insulted or made fun off. You did everything right; you had caught up to them. So, as the three of you huffed and tried to gain your breath, Minato congratulated you. You couldn’t help the big smile that played on your lips, excited that you had finally gotten some praise. However, the boys never muttered a word. For you, it was a win! They weren’t insulting you or angry at you!
Once Minato saw your progress, he decided it was time for the three of you to go out on a mission alone. You, of course, were nervous. You weren’t sure of how things would play out. Would you mess up again? Would you be left behind? Would the mission even be completed? You didn’t know, but you calmed yourself down and convinced yourself that everything would be fine.
Thankfully, you had completed the mission. You only had to go back to the village. Miraculously enough, the three of you hadn’t gotten into an argument, you had yet to mess up, and things were going just great.
However, all three of you found yourselves in trouble. Rogue ninjas were happy to see three hidden leaf kids, and they were planning on sending a message. They had recognized Kakashi as the strongest one, so they wasted no time in getting him first.
Although wearing a mask, the sudden mist that clouded him had knocked him unconscious. No, it wasn’t mist, it was some sort of pollen one of the ninjas had thrown at Kakashi.
Obito had no idea what to do, but you weren’t going to leave Kakashi. There was a big chance that you would get hit by the pollen as well, but your limbs moved on their own. Soon, you were running full speed towards Kakashi’s unconscious body, lifting his weight over your shoulder. You weren’t going to leave him behind, never. No matter how badly he treated you, you would never leave teammates behind.
As you lifted Kakashi, you hadn’t noticed the kunais coming at you at full speed. They would’ve hit you in the head if it weren’t for Obito. He took the hit for you, and it stabbed him in the shoulder. “Let’s go!” He yells, helping you carry Kakashi as you escape.
Once you were far away and clear of any danger, you set Kakashi down on the ground. You check his pulse and sigh, relieved that he was still alive. “He’s still breathing, he’s just unconscious,” you smile, looking at Obito.
Your eyes widen as you see two kunais on his shoulders, “crap! You’re hurt, Obito!” You stand up and walk towards him, “sit down, I’ll help you,” you pull him down, much to his distaste.
“I’m telling you, I’m fine!” He tries to convince you, but you shush him.
“Don’t be an idiot! You’re not fine. I’ll pull them out—it’ll hurt for a little while, but I promise I’ll make you feel better,” you say, pulling out the knives and apologizing as he hissed in pain.
While helping him, you were gentle. He had never expected this from you. He had been nothing but horrible to you, and yet you treated him as if he were fragile.
You place your hands over his wound and close your eyes, focusing your chakra and beginning to heal the open wounds. It felt… familiar to Obito. He felt taken care of—cared for. It reminded him of… Rin. He gulps and looks at you, your eyes gentle and caring.
He couldn’t help how he felt. His heart started beating quickly as he felt you so close. He had never noticed how cute you were—no, he never noticed how nice you were. How kind and beautiful. You reminded him so much of Rin. Could you have been sent by Rin? Were you an angel he had been neglecting this whole time?
“Obito?” You look at him worriedly, “are you okay? You look a little—“
“I’m okay. Thanks to you,” he smiles, rubbing his neck, “I uh… Just, thank you,”
You were taken aback by this, but quickly give him a gentle smile, “you’re welcome. It was the least I could do after you saved my life. You were basically my hero back there,”
His stomach fluttered at your words, “your hero..?” He chuckles, “no, you’re the hero… if it weren’t for you, Kakashi would’ve been attacked… you’re the real hero,”
You enjoyed his praises. After being treated so poorly by him, it was nice to finally see him smile and compliment you. When you finish healing him, you walk towards Kakashi, placing a hand on his forehead. You wanted to make sure he wasn’t getting a fever because of the polen, “We should get going, I want to make sure Kakashi gets treated quickly. Who knows what was in that polen. It must’ve been really thick if it penetrated his mask,” you frown, pushing his hair out of his face.
Obito agrees, taking kakashi over the shoulder and waiting for you, “Hey uh… (Y/N),” he says, locking eyes with you before looking away, “I’m… sorry, for the way I’ve treated you… I real—,”
“It’s okay, Obito. As long as you don’t keep doing it, I forgive you,” you’d didn’t have hatred in your heart, and you knew how to forgive… Oh gosh, you were so much like her. Obito nods, shamefully smiling, “I promise you, I’ll never be dumb again. Well, dumb enough to treat you like I did…,”
Once you got to the village, you took Kakashi to the infirmary. You waited outside for any news with Obito, and you were relieved when the nurses told you he’d be okay. You didn’t get the chance to see him in the hospital, since you already had to go home. You needed rest, and with a little convincing from Obito, he walked you home.
After that day, Obito was so much nicer. He was a completely different person around you. He treated you so nicely, and never insulted you in any way. He complimented you in everything you did and he even offered to train with you more often.
Even kakashi seemed different. He’d actually speak to you, and nicely. He’d look for conversations and would often stay close to you. Their attitudes had taken a complete 180! You were… happy. You were glad that you finally got along. You were working together, and you were never failing. They made sure to make you feel like a part of their team!
Yeah, you were so distracted by how nice they were treating you, that you didn’t notice how they’d keep an eye on you at all times. How they would often want to take you home. How they would hurt themselves just to get you to take care of them. No, you were too busy basking on their kindness.
Whoops, Kakashi suddenly left his water bottle! Wait, maybe you could share yours with him. You know what they say, drinking from the same water bottle was like an indirect kiss.
Oh no! Obito left his food? Huh, I guess there was no harm in sharing your lunch with him. You’d eat from the same chopsticks, and it thrilled him.
For some reason, you had become their favorite obsession. You were their favorite pastime, favorite topic, favorite person. You clouded their minds at all times, and they didn’t know why. Your kindness got to them, and filled their hearts with some wicked obsession.
Yeah… you were stuck with them for who knows how long. If only you knew that they’d become unbearable as they grow older… and their obsession would become even stronger.
I mean, they were going to become men soon, with new desires and fantasies that only you could fulfill, but for now, you simply thought this was an innocent friendship.
what's a relationship with sasuke like? What do your think would be the ups and downs of it? Aside from the obvious coldness, his temper, ego, etc.
What is having a Relationship with Sasuke like? Best and Worst - Headcanons
God, I love this ask so much. It’s the perfect occasion to fangirl about Sasuke and by fangirl, I mean making a salty analysis. Also, you might be interested in similar asks like this one, and this one. I am aware the title sucks. I tried. ~Admin Night
Sasuke has a very convoluted personality. In canon, he has lived a series of traumatic events. We can start, even before the Uchiha Massacre, with his father conduct and the distress of living under his brother’s shadow. However, the murder of his family obviously scarred him, as well as the interactions he held with Akatsuki and the Village of Konoha after the death of his brother. Although the intentions of Fugaku were good, they created a deep necessity of competition associated with a feeling of ineptitude: Sasuke always wants to be the best, he wants to be praised, and at the same time, he believes himself to be inferior to the rest.
Also, the intentions of Itachi were good, but I think we can all agree he screwed up pretty badly. We start with straight up gaslighting: nothing of that caring brother is true, Itachi convinced Sasuke. Then, he inadvertently drives him away from any caring relationship he might form: when Itachi told him to kill his best friend for power, he assured Sasuke will view all relationships as a way to gain power. Also, for Sasuke, this means any type of love will just bring death and hatred. Why would he want to love, then?
In terms of a romantic relationship, this would mean:
• An extremely slow beginning. Before having a relationship, before giving you the power to destroy him, Sasuke has to trust you and himself, or at least, he will try to. Most of his apparent coldness will derive from this. If he feels attracted to you, he might make the first step out of jealousy. The fact is, once he has decided he loves you, Sasuke is going to do it forever.
• Jealousy. He doesn’t admit it, but Sasuke needs a lot of reassurance, he is always picking non-verbal cues, many times twisting them; any change in your everyday actions makes him suspect. Are you tired or upset, and forgot to kiss his cheek? He knows, he is scared you want to leave him. Did you talk too much with that person? He is going to intervene, as his glare doesn’t seem to be enough. Sasuke is constantly afraid someone will take you away from him; if he could hide you from the world, he would.
• Over-protection. He has lost so many loved ones, he is constantly terrified of losing you too. Many nights he had stayed awake just watching you sleep, monitoring your breathing as his chest aches at the mere possibility your lungs would stop working. Sasuke knows your schedule, and if you are just a minute late, he’ll start panicking. Even if you are a skilled ninja, he will never be at ease if you aren’t at his side. He has thought of taking you away from the world, keeping you protected in a place only he knows.
• A tendency to second-guess everything his S/O does – that you can tie with jealousy. What do you want from him? Do you actually love him? More than once, Sasuke will try to drive you away before you can hurt him. In general, his confidence – in you, in his perception, in the world – is very weak. Reassurance must be constant. Tell him you love him. Show him: he is especially fond of everyday actions, they remind him of home. He loves when you bring him omusubi with okaka or tomatoes, when you accompany him in his long walks, when you tell the waiter to not to sweeten his drink.
• His emotional and interpersonal intelligence is pretty low. Many of the discussions in the relationship will sprout from a lack of understanding on his part. This will also derive from his jealousy and inclination to second-guess. Another thing that can trigger his misaimed anger are commentaries that hurt his ego. If he’s fighting with Naruto, support him; do not praise his opponent’s abilities.
• Most of these downsides are born from his psychological wounds. What Sasuke needs is a nurturing, safe and healing S/O. In a healthy relation, based significantly on trust, he is going to grow: augment his self-esteem, subside his ill perception of the world, learn to find comfort in others.
His weaknesses come with strengths; healing, learning, and growing make them much more visible than the disadvantages.
• Once you start going out together, your relationship will become very stable. Discussions, although they can be heated, are usually resolved quickly. If he is sure he loves you, you can be certain Sasuke will never stop doing it: even in the roughest of patches, he is there, accompanying and caring.
• Sasuke adores you. Uchiha’s love too much, and he is not the exception. But after healing himself, love stops being an abrasive feeling that burns everything it touches to become a warmth that makes you feel at home. Sasuke always ensures you feel secure around him. Even if he isn’t into PDA or romantic gestures, he is always relishing you with small gestures. When you are stressed, he holds your hand; he makes sure you are comfortable before going to bed and in cold winter nights, he wakes up at midnight to make sure you are warm.
• He knows you better than anyone else. After all the learning necessary for him to realize he loves you, Sasuke holds every single detail dear. Sasuke recognizes the way you grimace when you are scared and remembers your favorite foods. He distinguishes every tone of your voice; he knows when you are lying, sad, tired or happy.
• Can be a wonderful supporter. He is a very good listener and always tries to give solutions to your problems. This is rooted in his need of protection; instead of directing them to external sources, he’ll try to help you the happiest person imaginable. Sasuke is always watching you; he’d determine the best way of supporting you and will stick with it as stubbornly as possible until you reach your objective.
warnings: explicit/mdni - smut, dubcon, power imbalance, power abuse, degradation, rough sex, rough oral sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, creampie, praise kink, cum eating, multiple orgasms, POV reader
word count: 4.1k
summary: After your first mission with Team Ro, you think you did well. Your captain has another opinion.
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Even by ANBU standards, this mission was a lot.
Your team had already been out here more than twice the expected two-week timeframe, trapped in a game of cat-and-mouse with your target and his protection detail. A few wrong turns and misunderstood tracks had set the team back over a day. The elements themselves seemed to be against you; the harsh winds and stinging rain of the miserable region ruining a good portion of the team’s supplies and morale.
When you finally caught up to your target, the enemy outnumbered you nearly three to one. But like so many before them, they made the mistake of underestimating your captain.
Kakashi Hatake had been a member of the ANBU for nearly a decade—a feat that was practically unheard of. You heard that he’d joined at a young age at the request of the Fourth Hokage, and had been named Captain in practically no time. It was easy to see why. Kakashi was an excellent captain and expert strategist, and he had a reputation far and wide for his ruthlessness toward his enemies. Just a few hours ago, when your team found the target, the enemy had recognized your captain and referred to him as Cold-blooded Kakashi.
You considered that moniker as you smoothed out your bedroll for another night on the rough forest floor, wondering how accurate it really was. It was true that Kakashi wasn't a big talker, but that was the case with most of the shinobi in the ANBU. Still, he was a strange combination of protective and standoffish, known to take on the burden of a fight and insist his subordinates keep their distance. Whether it was for your own safety or just so you would stay out of his way, you supposed you should be grateful regardless.
Honestly, it was thanks to Kakashi’s quick thinking that the whole team emerged from this fight not only victorious but with minor injuries. You had just enough medical supplies to treat the wounds of your two teammates while your captain scoured the perimeter of the crude camp where you would spend the last night outside the village. It would be a long trek back tomorrow, but within less than 24 hours, you would be home for the first time in over a month.
You were just lying down when Kakashi returned. “Status?”
“They’ll still need to be checked out at the hospital when we get home,” you answered, “but they’ll be fine for the rest of the trip.”
“Good. I'll have them take first watch. You rest and recover your chakra. I'll wake you when it’s your shift.”
“Yes Captain.”
He disappeared as quickly as he'd shown up. As you laid down, you felt a sense of unease rise in your stomach at your captain’s tone. You were hoping he would offer you some kind of encouragement or praise after the long mission and your ability to heal your teammates with only the tools at hand. But maybe he was still angry with you for the vulnerable position you'd been in earlier.
In a foolish attempt to prove yourself, you’d rushed in despite Kakashi’s warning to stay back. An enemy's katana had nearly cut right through your neck, and you’d have been toast if not for Kakashi blocking the weapon and suffering a deep wound on the shoulder. A wound he hadn't even let you examine, never mind heal. His hard stare when you thanked him for saving you kept you from saying much more.
You had been so excited to serve on team Ro, hoping that working with Kakashi would earn you more recognition within the ANBU. At this point, it seemed more likely that you’d be demoted.
Oh well, you sighed and closed your eyes, feeling your waning adrenaline rush finally give way to exhaustion. We still have the journey home tomorrow. I'll make sure I make a good impression.
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“Y/N.”
Your eyes shot open, heart racing as you tried to prepare for danger. When your vision adjusted to the minimal light, you saw Kakashi crouched beside you; his porcelain mask discarded, his arms crossed and his face stern.
“Right, my shift…” you muttered, lifting yourself up on one elbow.
Kakashi stopped you with his hand on your shoulder, his grip as strong as iron. “No. Not yet.”
“Then what—”
“There’s something I need you to do.”
Your palms started to sweat under his sharp gaze. He clearly expected you to understand, but you were lost. If it wasn't time for you to go on guard, what did he want?
The blood on his shoulder caught your eye, flooding you with both relief and embarrassment. You should have taken care of his injury before going to sleep, regardless of your low chakra, and regardless of his insistence that you left it alone. It was your job as the team’s medic to heal your teammates, and leaving your captain with a gash like that was unforgivable.
Channeling your healing chakra to gather in your hands, you started to sit upright, thinking he wanted you to get right to work. But to your mounting confusion, he only held you back with more force.
“No, Y/N,” he barked, his eyebrow angled sharply over his dark eye. “Did I tell you to do that?”
“Uh, no, but—”
“You do know that I wouldn't even have that wound if you were better at following directions, right?” he chastised you. “Your insubordination is a detriment to the entire team. Next time it could be fatal.”
Much as you’d been expecting a lecture, your face reddened with embarrassment at his admonition. Silence was easier to handle than this.
“I can't let your behavior continue,” he announced. “We’re going to work on your obedience.”
“Obedience?” you echoed.
“In the field, a squad captain has absolute authority, and squad members are expected to follow without question. Is that understood?”
“Yes sir.”
“Show me.” Abruptly, he put his hands on his thighs and pushed himself to stand at his full height, looming over you. “Sit up on your knees.”
“Wh…what?”
“Don't you know an order when you hear one?” he snapped. “On. Your. Knees.”
You quickly got into position, keeping your eyes on his face to be ready for his next instruction. But this position was beyond distracting. You’d been harboring a crush on the genius captain for a while, and this suggestive placement was making your heart race.
Get a grip, you shouted in your mind, fighting the urge to rub your thighs together. But your mind went blank as his hands went to the fastening of his pants.
His gloved hands moved quickly; one hand flicking open the button as the other reached inside. You felt your brain stutter as he pulled out his cock; pale and thick with veins running from the blunt tip down to the base. The tip was shiny with a small drop of precum beading at the slit. You knew your eyes were as wide as saucers, but you couldn't look away, watching as his hand wrapped around the length and he started stroking himself.
“Now open your mouth. And stick out your tongue.”
You were so mesmerized, you barely registered his low voice. “H-huh?”
“How stupid can you be?” he snarled. “You're supposed to be showing me that you can follow directions. Don't tell me this is the best you can do?”
His harsh tone finally got through to you. You looked up at his face, your clit throbbing at how closely his onyx eye watched you. With that image, the order wasn't even necessary. Your jaw dropped open of its own accord, mouth watering as your tongue pushed out beyond your lower lip.
If it weren't for that mask on the lower half of his face, you were sure you’d be staring at a wide grin.
“That’s better.”
Kakashi took a small step forward, bringing his body close enough that he could rest his cockhead on your pink tongue. He let out a quiet, gravelly moan and pumped himself faster, rubbing the smooth skin of his tip over your tongue.
“Fuck,” he exhaled, the expletive making your core clench around nothing. The taste of his salty skin and precum caused you to drool. You stuck out your tongue a little more and bobbed your head forward, ready to wrap your lips around his shaft, but he buried his free hand in your hair and held you back by your roots.
“Don't act without instruction from your commander,” he barked, twisting your hair around his fingers to maneuver you and force eye contact. “Greedy slut, you want my cock that badly?”
You nodded as best you could, the tip of your tongue gliding back and forth over the ridge of his cockhead.
“I want you to show me that you can be a good girl and follow directions,” he said. “Then I’ll let you suck it.”
Kakashi loosened his grip on your hair and released himself, letting the stiff appendage bob freely in front of your face. “First, kiss the tip.”
It took every ounce of your willpower to resist taking as much of him in your mouth as you could handle. But as badly as you wanted him, you wanted his approval more.
You puckered your lips and kissed him, letting your lips roll over his skin to engulf half of his head. You held still for a few seconds before releasing him with an audible smooch, then looked up at him with wide eyes for your next instruction.
“Again.”
He had you repeat the kiss twice before changing gears, directing you to kiss down the underside of his cock, then lick him from balls to tip.
“Fuck, that tongue,” he groaned, letting his eye roll and his head fall back. “Hmmm, I think I finally found what you’re good for.”
You blushed, embarrassed by how wet his comments were making you. Lust clouded your brain and everything else melted away. He sounded so beautiful, you wanted to listen to him and look at him forever. You didn’t even notice how distracted you’d gotten from your task until Kakashi spoke.
“Don't stop,” he ordered, his hand on the back of your skull pulling your face into his crotch. “Not now, when you’re finally doing something right.”
You went back to work with twice the enthusiasm, worshiping Kakashi’s dick with your lips and tongue—kissing, tasting, and licking every inch and working him up until he was twitching against your cheek at the lightest kitten lick. Suddenly, he held you back with a quiet whimper, his body rigid. You looked up at him, seeing his eyes screwed shut and his jaw set tight. His cock was red and shiny, precum leaking from the engorged head.
He peeled his eye open and pinched the base of his dick, abruptly slapping it down on your right cheek. When he pulled away, a thick glob of precum stuck to your skin and trailed back to his cock.
“Dirty whore,” he exhaled. “You’re just desperate for me, aren't you?”
Kakashi pressed his thumb into the puddle on your face, smearing his fluids down across your skin until his thumb rested on your lower lip. “Eat it.”
You eagerly took his thumb into your mouth and sucked, your cheeks hollowing as you ran your tongue all over his rough skin.
“You’re such a filthy cumslut. I bet you want me to cum right in your mouth.”
“Mhmm,” you hummed around him, nodding and blinking up at him.
With another curse uttered under his breath, Kakashi tugged you back and moved his free hand to grip his cock. He tilted your head to look up at him, then slapped his dick back into your face.
“If you suck it well enough, maybe I will.”
Your body shivered, so eager for him that you couldn't even think straight. Your lust had you paralyzed. It was almost like you needed to take the time to really memorize this moment; unable to process that your most shameful fantasies were actually coming true.
“Aww, are you waiting for an order?” he condescendingly asked, tilting his head to the side. “Looks like you can be taught after all.”
He dragged your head back, putting just enough room between you for his cock to point at you like a predator, locked on its prey. “Alright,” he sneered. “Suck my cock, you little whore.”
Finally.
You opened your mouth wide and guided him in with your tongue. Kakashi hissed and used his grip on your hair to pull you in closer, forcing more and more of his length into your mouth. You whined around him as his tip already prodded at the back of your throat, teasing your gag reflex while you still had inches to go.
“Fucking shit—” he hissed, pinching his eye closed. “That feels so fucking good.”
His other hand joined the first in your hair, giving him complete control as he started thrusting against your mouth. You swallowed around him, tightening the muscles of your throat as he tugged you back and forth like a doll. Saliva bubbled in the corners of your mouth, drooling down your chin.
“Messy little cocksleeve.”
Kakashi grabbed your face with both hands, manipulating you back and forth as he roughly fucked your mouth. Curses flew from his covered mouth, muffled by his mask but still reaching your ears. He slowed his pace and looked down at you, still with that patronizing gleam in his eye.
“Show me your tits.”
You pulled the hem of your shirt up, bundling it and your lightweight bra under your chin. Without the support of your clothes, your breasts swung freely, enthralling your typically-aloof captain.
“Look at you. You’re such a slut for me.”
He moved one of his hands from your head down to your breast, bending his back to reach lower and experimentally pinch your hardened nipple. The movement forced his cock further down your throat, making you choke. But it felt so good, you couldn’t help but arch your back to give him easier access, earning you a haughty chuckle. His callused fingers toyed with your nipple until you were nearly shaking. Then he moved to the other, sharply smacking your breast before pinching your nipple tightly.
You wanted him to touch every part of you; to use those fingers over every inch of your skin. As your tongue lapped at the underside of his cock, you couldn't help but rock your hips in search of just a little relief, praying you would find out what those fingers would feel like inside of you.
Kakashi stopped playing with your breasts, opting instead to regain his complete control over your head. With both hands molded to the back of your skull, he pulled you further forward, not even letting you take a breath to prepare.
“Come on, Y/N. Take the whole thing.”
Tears stung the corners of your eyes as he forced you just that last centimeter closer, suffocating you with his cock down your throat and your nose in his hair.
“Stay right there,” he exhaled, sounding like the personified version of lust. “Learn your place.”
Looking directly into his eye, you hummed your assent—a muffled song to the tune of Yes, Captain. You could see his chest rise and fall as he steadied his breathing. His eye roamed all over you, taking in the lewd scene with a smirk.
“Do you like being my fuck toy?”
Another hum. Yes, Captain.
“You like serving me? Warming my cock in your throat?”
Yes, Captain.
“Wanna give me that slutty cunt?”
YES, CA—
He abruptly pulled himself out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for breath; choking on your built-up saliva and his gooey precum. The tears were fresh in your eyes as you did your best to recover, only thinking of how to be ready for his next instruction.
With a nod his head, he gestured to your bedroll. “Take off your pants and get on all fours.”
Your fingers were clumsy as they worked at your clothes, wanting to follow his order as quickly and efficiently as possible. His pants dropped to the ground and he kicked them off, impatience nearly visible under his skin. As you positioned yourself on the bedroll, you regretted that you wouldn’t be able to look at him anymore. But when he knelt behind you—the heat of him pressed against your inner thigh—regret was the last thing on your mind.
With one of his hands gripping your thigh to hold you still, Kakashi ran the index finger of his other hand along your dripping folds.
“Pretty…”
The compliment was barely a whisper, probably not meant for your ears at all. But that one single word made you preen like a schoolgirl. You arched your back to present for him further, and you were sure you heard him chuckle.
“Get ready,” he exhaled, removing his finger and replacing it with the head of his cock. “Gonna fuck you like the whore you are.”
Kakashi snapped his hips forward, burying himself inside you and stretching you wider and fuller with that one thrust than you’d ever felt before.
“AHH—”
His free hand flew up to cover your mouth, cutting off the sound. You whimpered as his body weight pushed down on you, his mouth right by your ear. “Quiet, Y/N,” he whispered, “or the others will hear you.”
You nodded, biting your tongue as Kakashi pulled his hips back just to pound into you again. He kept his hand over your mouth and you could smell your wetness that was still sticky on his fingers.
“Or maybe you want that,” Kakashi challenged you in a hushed tone, beginning to fuck you in earnest. “You want them to know your captain is balls deep in your wet little cunt?”
The idea made you shiver as you pictured what you must look like right now; messy hair, tear-stained cheeks, mouth covered by Kakashi’s gloved hand. Eyes rolling back in your head, lids fluttering with every one of his deep thrusts.
“No, no you'll be quiet for me,” he smirked. “You understand how important it is to follow your captain’s orders now, don't you?”
Your fingers dug into the ground below you, threatening to tear through the material of your bedroll. Horrifically lewd sounds continued to try and work their way past his hand. You weren’t trying to test him, but you couldn’t fight it; not when his formidable dick was dragging so perfectly along all your most sensitive spots.
You tried your best to be silent, but you hardly saw the point between the sounds of your pussy squelching with his thrusts, his hips smacking into your ass, his breathing short and broken in your ear.
“Mmmm you’ll do whatever your captain tells you, won't you? So eager to please me; it’s pathetic.”
You threw your hips back into him, meeting his thrusts with messy, slippery contact. Your hot arousal was coating your inner thighs, your body prepared with a seemingly endless supply to allow your captain to fuck you for as long as he wanted.
“Fuck you feel so good,” he panted, his hips stuttering. “That's right, you're doing so well now, taking my whole cock every single time. That's my good girl. I knew you could follow orders.”
Those praises uttered in his low, thunderous voice had you trembling. You couldn’t believe how quickly he’d gotten you so close to finishing, but the pressure below your navel was so high that you were whimpering into his hand.
“If you cum on my cock, you’re mine,” he grunted. “Only mine. Is that understood?”
“Nmhmm!” You shook your head as your walls fluttered around him, suddenly clutching down and holding him in place as your body convulsed. If not for his hand over your mouth, you were sure you would have screamed out his name paired with every curse you knew, and maybe a few new ones because there simply weren’t enough to carry you through this incredible pleasure.
“Fuck!” Kakashi whined. “Fuck that feels so good.” He released your mouth just as you were coming down from your orgasm, only to reach between your legs and fiercely rub your clit. “Do it again,” he growled. “Cum again. Right now.”
Your body complied automatically. Euphoria again sparked through your body and a guttural sob tore its way out of your mouth. You hadn’t completely recovered, yet here you were: inner muscles squeezing down on his cock which continued to bully past your defenses, despite your sensitivity.
“Ohhh you’re gonna help your captain cum now, aren't you Y/N?” His fingers gripped your hips and yanked you back and forth desperately, “G-good—fuuucking girl.”
Kakashi slammed your ass into his hips, the tip of his cock bruising your insides in a frenzy before flooding you with hot, sticky cum. He kept your ass flush against him, his cock reaching further into your body than you thought possible. You tightened around him as he dumped every bit of his pent-up seed in your submissive cunt, unwilling to lose even a drop.
You felt him twitch with his last efforts to empty himself. A mixture of sweat and cum covered the backs of your legs, sticking the two of you together. You heard his heavy breathing in your ear, the weight of his chest on your back nearly causing you to crumble.
In one motion, he leaned away and pulled out of you, leaving you a shaking, trembling mess. You couldn’t even catch yourself when your arm gave out and sent you dropping to the ground, legs sprawled out flat behind you.
You heard Kakashi moving around behind you: the swishing of his clothes as he got dressed and the sound of his footsteps.
“So, um…clean yourself up,” he stammered. “Then, uh, take the northern perimeter. For the…for patrol.”
You were sure he had left long before you had the strength to smile and sigh, “Yes…Captain.”
⁂
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…
You hurried down the hall to the Hokage’s office, heart pounding with every step. When your fellow ANBU shinobi gave you the message that Lord Third was summoning you right away, you felt your stomach drop. Did one of your teammates know what happened in the woods? Kakashi hadn't said a word to you the entire trip back. How much trouble were you in?
What’s the punishment for getting fucked by your captain, anyways?
Another ANBU met you at the door and announced your arrival to the Sandaime, who called for you to enter. You forced your legs not to shake as you stepped into the office.
Lord Hiruzen sat behind his desk, with Kakashi standing beside him. Kakashi wore his porcelain mask over his face, and he stood as still as a statue while the Hokage spoke.
“I’ve reviewed the team’s report on your last mission,” he began. “It turned out to be quite the challenge, wouldn’t you say?”
Which part, the assassination, or the fucking?
“Our team faced a number of challenges,” you agreed, “but we were able to eliminate the target and complete the mission.”
“Yes, a job well done.” The Hokage nodded with a smile. “According to your captain's evaluation, I would like to formally assign you to team Ro, permanently.”
Against your better judgment, you looked at Kakashi. He remained stoic as ever, and you would have given anything to see his face.
“Really?”
“According to this report, you did a wonderful job tending to your team,” Lord Third continued. “Team Ro has been short a member for a while now, and I think you will be the perfect fit.”
“T-thank you, Lord Hokage.”
“Now, both of you go home and get some well-deserved rest. I’m sure I’ll have another assignment for the team soon enough.”
“Yes sir.”
Sufficiently dismissed, you turned and walked out of the office, Kakashi’s nearly silent footsteps behind you.
“Congratulations,” Kakashi stoically offered as you neared the end of the hall.
You waited until you were sure you were out of earshot before you stopped dead in your tracks, turning and blocking Kakashi’s path with your body. You reached out and lifted the hound mask from his face, then leaned closer, enjoying the surprise behind his eye and the flush of his cheeks.
i hope you know that you're doing the best you can, and that's enough. the effort you put into yourself, your life, your healing, that never goes unnoticed. i see you even when you feel overlooked. you are still worthy even when your battles feel too heavy to carry. i see the way you hold things together, even when you feel as if you're doing it all by yourself. when you feel like the world is on your shoulders, i hope you trust that you're never alone. i know it feels like not everyone understands you, what you deal with, or what you go through, but you're much bigger than the challenges you face. you have so much strength within you. i hope you never give up on the life that's meant for you.
Needing space to yourself, because you don’t want anyone else seeing you break down and crumble in on yourself.
2 —
Wanting a shoulder to cry on and a shirt to sob into, while being held in a comforting hug; with no questions asked, because you know you wouldn’t be able to handle any questions right now. No, not without feeling even worse and not without sobs racking throughout your whole body even more than they are now.
3 —
Being asked if you’re okay and that's enough for the dam to break; for the tears you’ve held back for so long to burst, for you to cry until you’re exhausted and your head feels like static by the end of it.
4 —
“Please stay?” Character A asks quietly, voice barely above a whisper; fingers gripping onto Character B’s shirt. “I don’t want to be alone right now.”
5 —
Being on the end of comforting someone who’s grieving, and not knowing what to do so you hold them tighter than usual; letting them know you’re there for them.
6 —
Recognising that everyone deals with grief differently, and that some people want distractions, while others want quiet comfort, while some want complete isolation before they’re ready to talk. So, you learn to adapt, wanting to be there for the ones you care about in any way you can.
7 —
Feeling hopeless because you don’t know how to show up for them except in ways you think is helpful, and even then, you don’t think you’re doing enough. You know their feelings are ultimately not your responsibility, but you still want to be there for them to make them feel better—even if just a little.
8 —
“If you need to talk, I’m here. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I’m here for that, too. But if you need space, I get that, too. Whatever makes things easier for you right now.”
9 —
Holding space for them in the way they need it, and not demanding more than they can give right now.
10 —
“I want to be there for you in any way I can. But I also know you may not know how you want me to be there for you, so I’m happy to just… sit here with you in quiet, if that’s what you want.”
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