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Why Do You Love Me? | Gaara X GNReader

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| REQUESTED, Gaara cries, learning to accept not everyone uses him and that there are people who truly do love him

Word Count: 939

“Why do they love me?” That’s the first question that Gaara asked his brother when he’d entered the office. Kankuro had been so caught off guard that he didn’t know what to say.

“Why does… Y/N?” He tilts his head, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “I dunno, man, you’re gonna have to ask them about that. It’s not something I can really answer for them.”

Gaara simply nods and turns back to the paperwork in front of him. He didn’t really know what truly pushed the question into his head. He was remembering his childhood, trying to single out the good times, the fun, the love…

He remembers the fear, though. The fear his siblings had for him, the people he now calls his friends, and how anyone in the Sand Village looked at him, he remembers that distinctly. He remembers children being told not to go near him, that he wasn’t safe to play with.

And then he thinks of you. From the Leaf Village. You’d given up everything to come to the Sand Village to be with him. When you’d first met you hadn’t shown him fear or anger like everyone else. You’d shown confusion and compassion, even curiosity. You were intrigued by him and you found him fascinating despite the fact that he’d almost killed one of your best friends in the preliminaries in the chunin exams.

He was wary of you up until around the time he took over as the Kazekage. You often paid him and his siblings visits, bringing gifts from your own missions. It wasn’t until Kankuro pushed him to confront you that you admitted your feelings to him and he struggled to wrap his head around it. Yet, he admitted to feeling quite fond of you and was willing to try a relationship if that was what you truly wanted.

So you did.

The two of you maintained a relationship through letters for a few months until you tired of it and opted to leave behind your life, friends and family in the Leaf Village just to be closer to Gaara. The act in itself confused him. No one had ever shown him as much love as you had by giving up everything you knew. And even still, he granted you permission to act as a jonin in the Sand Village.

What bothered him after was worrying for your safety in the various missions he sent you. Logically he knew you were strong and he had nothing to worry about, but the ache in his chest would not settle until he could see you for himself, often leading to him showing up at your doorstep when you should have been sleeping. A solution you proposed to him was that the two of you should move in together, taking the next step in your relationship while allowing him to keep an eye on you and make sure you were resting and healing after missions.

That’s what made waiting for you to come home again so hard. He needed an answer to the question he’d asked his brother. He needed to know you were safe and unharmed, yet he knew you wouldn’t be home until well after midnight if everything went according to plan.

So when you finally do arrive home, imagine your surprise seeing him sitting at the kitchen table, his head on his arms seemingly asleep. You set your bag down, walking over and crouching slightly to wake him up. Your hand finds his shoulder, squeezing while your other hand finds his knee. “Gaara, my love, come on. Let’s get you into bed…” You smile softly and stand as he stirs, sitting up in the chair.

When you turn away, his hand slips around your wrist and pulls you back. “Why do you love me?” That certainly wasn’t what you were expecting to hear. “I’m a monster. I have done…” He couldn’t finish that thought. He didn’t want to hear you agree with him.

But instead, you step forward as he looks up at you, pushing his legs apart and standing between them. Your arms go around his shoulders, pulling him into your chest. You tangle your fingers in his hair, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “I love you because you make me happier than I have ever been in my whole life. What you have done while you were not yourself does not define who you are. Who you are now and what you do now, that is why I love you. When I think of being happy and my future, I do not see a future without you by my side, my love.”

At this point, you could feel his tears seeping through your shirt, your grip only tightening in realization. “When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I think of is you. I’m so happy that I get to wake up beside you, as well as go to sleep beside you. My chest feels… full when I’m with you, when I simply think of you. I love you for you. And I love you for who I am when I’m with you. I’m the best I can be because of you and because I want to make you happy.”

As he sobs quietly in your arms, you rock him, patient as always and allowing him his moment of weakness without judgement. That’s one of the reasons he loved you so. He was allowed to be weak with you without fear that he’d be judged or taken advantage of. With you and your reassurances, he knows he’ll always be loved and safe.

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Kakashi as a Dad

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| GNReader, REQUESTED, new format bc I havent written head cannons yet, so hopefully you like this, these are just my opinions

alright bear with me for a new format, I havent written headcannons before

Kakashi as a dad is really patient with his kids…

honestly, I see him with one kid, two at the most

this man is so soft when they’re born, those books you give him a hard time over are nowhere in sight and his full undivided attention is on the baby

(and you if you birthed it, if you had a surrogate, then he’s super kind and gentle with them, thanking them profusely for your new bundle of joy)

this man is weak when it comes to them, which often turns into you being the bad guy

forgets he’s a dad and sometimes plays the role of a best friend more than father

and don’t get me started on uncle Gai visiting

No. Just no.

HE TRIES TO TEACH THE BABY TAIJUTSU AND KAKASHI WOULD LET HIM

Kakashi would 10/10 kick his ass

Kakashi with a little girl… he does tea parties with her, that’s his little princess. Whatever she wants she gets

He also boosts her ego by play fighting and letting her win

Super protective as she gets older

Lowkey doesn’t want her to be a ninja because he wants to keep her as safe as possible

10/10 would be the exact same way with a son

No way in hell would he willingly let him or his sister join…

Is almost tempted to sabotage their exams

He will help them train. He knows that if they’re going to succeed that they need the best teacher and that would absolutely be him

As Hokage, he’s careful that he makes sure he divides his time evenly

He knows how easy it is to get wrapped up in work and not be there for his family, but he swore to you the minute he would never abandon you or your children

Certainly not for the Hokage title

If you asked him to resign, he would

But you would never

And his kids are just as understanding

And way too proud to let him

They’d just show up at the office and hangout while he works, practicing their jutsu and getting advice when they could

He’s also 100% supportive of whatever his children identify as or with.

He tries to be a wingman… for both.

He just embarrasses them.

If they identify with the opposite gender than what they were assigned at birth? He’s the first to correct or threaten anyone who calls them by their deadname.

Will take the kid to get their hair cut or dyed or whatever else.

Non-binary? Like me! immediately transitions to calling the kid they/them

Kakashi would simply love his family. End of story. Nothing could break that love or bond he has with them.

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Patient | Gaara X GNReader

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| REQUESTED by @pervy-priestess, No Smut, you can read why here, jealousy, confession, so I kinda took a bit more liberty with this request and made it softer… Gaara deserves some soft love

Word Count: 848

Gaara was seething. Watching quietly as you were being fawned over by Rock Lee. The poor man didn’t even realize what was coming. He was one of Gaara’s closest friends in spite of their history with one another. And on top of that, Gaara couldn’t even be mad when he hadn’t told anyone how he felt when it came to you.

Lee smiles brightly at you, telling you all about his most recent round of training with Guy. You’re nodding along attentively when you feel someone watching you. Your gaze flickers over the man’s shoulder, spotting the glare he shoots in your direction. Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush as you avert your gaze, excusing yourself quietly from Lee as you head into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Gaara follows you in, slipping away from his siblings who had been trying to distract him. They hadn’t seen him that angry in ages and it was worrying. “You and Rock Lee seem close.”

You turn to look at him, startled. “I didn’t hear you come in.” He remains silent and you shrug, sipping your water. “He’s nice. We’re not close or anything, but no one else was talking to me… But he came up to me. It was nice not being alone.”

“I would have talked to you.” He said it as if it was a fact. And it was in a way. The minute he got here, he was planning on tracking you down and spending the evening glued to your side like he often did when he visited the Leaf Village. If he wasn’t with Rock Lee or handling official business, he was by your side, never straying too far. Almost like a shadow. It didn’t matter whether you were shopping for groceries or even training, he wouldn’t be too far from you.

When he first started to do it, he would often disappear from his siblings and cause them a great deal of panic and distress. Kankuro and Temari would often find themselves searching through every square inch of the village. And after a while, they learned that all they had to do was find you and Gaara wouldn’t be far.

Your face flushes. “You were late getting here.”

You were right. And what was he supposed to say to that? They’d left the Sand Village later than they usually do and their whole schedule had been put off. “I’m sorry.”

You smile up at him, shaking your head, “Don’t be. Just stop acting so jealous when I talk to Lee. You looked like you were going to hurt him.” You step forward and slip your arms around his shoulders, hugging him close.

Affection was something that was still relatively new to him, but he allowed it with you. You had explained that it was one of the ways that you liked to express how you felt and he was hesitant at first. After a while, when he saw how happy it made you, how the smile on your face made his chest feel warm, he allowed it more often than when the two of you first started showing affection towards one another. He didn’t tense up anymore unless you surprised him with it, but when he was expecting it, he hugged you back immediately, just like now.

“I missed you, Gaara.” It had been three months since he last visited the Leaf Village and a month since you’d been to the Sand Village where you’d visited him. Four long weeks without the man.

“I… I missed you too.” He whispers, almost as if he was afraid anyone else would hear him. Those words were meant for you and only you. They were something sacred for you and no one else was special enough to hear those words fall from his lips. “I don’t like you smiling like that at anyone else,” he whispers.

It was almost an unspoken thing between the two of you. You had an inkling of how he felt and you’d confessed to him once before, months ago. However, he was extremely unsure of how he felt as this was all new to him. Thankfully, you were you. Perfectly patient and understanding. You were willing to wait. And while it’d been almost half a year since you confessed to him, hearing him say those words to you was surprising and comforting all at the same time. You finally had the answer that you were hoping you’d receive.

He felt the same way you did.

He didn’t necessarily know how to put it in words. He was never really good with those.

But his actions spoke volumes on how he felt, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly to prevent you from slipping away from this dream he was experiencing. His nose nudges up against your temple and his lips ghosting over your cheek. He wasn’t quite ready to kiss you, but he knew you’d be patient with him, showering him with affection and reminding him of how you felt. And that was more than enough for him.

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Bother | Shino Aburame X GNReader

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| REQUESTED, being fed up with Ino, unedited

| "Hey, sorry to bother you." "You're not bothering me! Why would you think that?"

Word Count: 792

“Hey, sorry to bother you.”

You look up with wide eyes from the garden bed. You quickly shake your head upon seeing who it is and smile reassuringly at him. "You're not bothering me! Why would you think that?"

You sit back on your heels, pulling your hands out of the dirt and brushing your hands off rather unceremoniously on your pants.

He doesn’t look as if he believes you, taking in your slightly startled expression as annoyance. He’d been sent to gather some herbs and simply hands you the list Ino had passed him. “I seem to bother everyone else…” He clears his throat and nods to the list in your hand now, “I can help, I just… I’m unfamiliar with two of those herbs there.”

Your heart aches at his answer but with his change of subject, you don’t really have time to think or react to what he’s said. You glance at the list, only for your face to contort in confusion.

“What?”

“These two don’t exist… At least now in our region. We can’t even recreate the climate here that they need to grow. That’s how fickle they are.” You look up at him, expecting him to be indifferent only to see that he was rather annoyed.

“Oh now I see why she sent me here.” It was like a lightbulb had just gone off in his head. The real reason Ino had been asking specifically him to hand everything the last few weeks. She’s made excuses that Shikamaru refused, which he probably had, and that Choji would taste test everything, which he probably would.

He couldn’t blame her for asking someone else, but he now realizes the real reason to choose him had a lot to do with his crush on you. On someone he didn’t get along with at first because you’d threatened to spray pesticides in the greenhouse if you caught anymore of his bugs munching on your precious flowers. But over time, he grew more fond of you and you of him and his bugs.

“Huh?”

“Ino. She sent me on purpose this time. She has to have the knowledge that you wouldn’t have these two.” He runs a hand over his face before taking the list back from you, turning to leave the greenhouse without another word.

The next time you see him is days later. You’re tending to one of the hanging plants in the back of the greenhouse when you hear his footsteps on the gravel behind you. You sigh, expecting to see anyone else but him after he’d stormed off. “Oh, Shino!”

“Sorry to bother you.”

“You’re not a bother. I really wish you’d stop calling yourself that.” You glance at the folded up strip of paper in his hand. “Let me guess. Another wild goose hunt from Ino?” You smile and hold a hand out for the paper, expecting him to hand it over. When he doesn’t, you tilt your head confused. “What’s wrong?”

“I couldn’t… I know I wouldn’t be able to find the words to explain this to you. So I wrote it down, but Ino said my handwriting was too sloppy so she rewrote it for me. I’m not good with words, I hope you understand. But I want you to wait to read this. Wait until I’m gone. I’ll be back in two weeks from my mission and I hope to have a positive reaction from you.”

He hands the note over and leaves without a word. You’re stunned. He never usually talks that much during a visit. Then again, that’s not where your focus should be. It should be on the note in your hand.

Just like he asked, you don’t open the note until he’s left the Village. You sit on a dirtied bench in the greenhouse, unfolding the piece of paper and gasping as you read the confession from the man.

On the day the man was set to return, you’re waiting at the gates, pacing back and forth for the most part, awaiting his arrival back home to the village. You’d taken the day off from the greenhouse, opting to dress nice for the man despite the fact that he’d probably be in a less than favorable condition, smelly and covered in grime.

In his letter, he’d asked you to wait at the gates on the designated date and time he would return if you felt the same way about him that he felt about you. So when he sees you standing there, bickering quietly with Naruto who’d attempted to get into the basket of treats you prepared for Shino twice now, he can’t help the smile that forms on his face. The first of many during his time with you.

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A’Lil Bit Tipsy | Shikamaru Nara X GNReader

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| REQUESTED BY @shikamarunaraaa, drinking, alcohol, a drunk shika confessing to you, you should also thank Ino and Choji

Word Count: 1029

Note: THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING. it made me so happy🥹 don’t be afraid to request again. I hope you like it!

Your whole group of friends had gathered at Ino’s house for a small get together. The whole goal was just to kick back and relax, have a few drinks and have fun without the pressure of training or missions looming over you.

You’re lounging on the sofa with your feet in Shikamaru’s lap, the man being your closest friend of the bunch, taking everyone by surprise as he allows you to use him as a cushion.

While not on your team, the two of you often find ways to spend every possible waking moment together. You’ve been practically inseparable since birth. Similar to how his father, Choji’s father, and Ino’s own were so close, his mother was just as close with your mother.

Over time as you grew up, lazing around with the boy in fields or while attempting to do homework, even when the two of you entered the academy, you were often not far behind each other. Shikamaru would go as far to even admit that you were possibly as smart as he was… Sometimes.

When it came to his feelings for you, you were quite possibly the absolute dumbest person he’d ever met. Of course, he would never tell you this. He still had some respect for you. Yet, it was quite amusing to him to watch how you tried to decipher the meaning behind some of his behavior… As well as you trying to hide your own feelings for him. He wasn’t dumb, obviously. He knew you had some major feelings for him, he was just waiting for you to realize you did in order for him to act on it. But he could only wait so long as you grappled with your own heart.

From the point that he realized his feelings for you, Shikamaru hadn’t been shy. He didn’t go above and beyond of course, that wasn’t him, but he didn’t shy away from how he seemed a bit more okay with your PDA than he normally was, or even how he’d walk through the village market with Ino and Choji, often picking up trinkets to gift to you or window shopping for you so he could show you later just because the item reminded him of you. The two of his teammates would simply sigh, the question coming up of when would you finally confess your feelings for one another. Shikamaru would simply brush them off, mentioning that the topic was such a drag and they shouldn’t be sticking their noses where they didn’t even belong.

And as he sits sipping on his seventh or eighth drink, he’d lost count, his free hand tracing pattern on your thigh as you and Naruto argued across the room at each other over something he was unsure about, he finds himself humming. He tugs you a little closer by your legs, seeking for your attention to be on him once more, but you remain unshaded, bringing up statistics he knew you were pulling out of your ass in order to shut Naruto’s absolute nonsense down. He chuckles softly, shaking his head when you give him a pointed look in a meek attempt to silence him before he outed your nonsense.

“Guys! Let's play spin the bottle!”

You laugh brightly at Ino’s announcement, noticing how Shikamaru tightens his hold on your legs. “That may not be a bad idea, but I’m good where I’m at. I don't want to play!” Shikamaru lets out a breath of relief, only to frown when Ino attempts to pull you onto the floor, her and Choji having come up with this little plan to play the game in order to spur either you or Shikamaru into a jealous confession.

Within seconds, Shikamaru has tugged you further away from Ino and into his lap, an arm around your waist as he growls at her. “They can stay right here. They don’t even want to play.” His cheeks are flushed but it could easily be put off as a side effect from the amount of alcohol he’s consumed.

You hear snickering but shake your head, prying his arms from around you and standing clumsily, the effects of your own drinking getting to you. You take his hand in yours, “Alright. Time to get you some fresh air, Mister Protective.”

Shikamaru groans loudly, calling you a drag and shuffles out of the room after you, the two of you stepping out into the balcony alone, much to Ino and Choji’s pleasure and amusement. He stands with his hands behind his head, letting out a breath. You could smell the alcohol coming from his breath, your eyes traveling over him.

“What’s gotten into you?”

He rolls his eyes at this question, tilting his head as he looks down at you. “You really don’t get it, do you? So much for being the second smartest person in our class.” He tsks at you, causing you to frown. His hand comes up to tap below your chin once he sees the confusion on your face. Once your eyes are in his again, he leans closer and you try to take a step back, thoroughly confused by what was going on, your back hitting the rail. He smirks at you, shaking his head.

“You’re drunk, Shika,” you whisper, your eyes flirting to his lips as he only steps closer to you again, intent on closing the gap between you.

“A little bit tipsy,” he mumbles in return, nudging his nose to yours as he slowly closes the gap between the two of you. “And absolutely tired of you waiting to realize how you feel and that you feel the same way I do. It’s such a drag watching you be so clueless and confused when I say something sweet to you or buy you a cute little stuffed animal. Or how you don’t get why you always come running to me when you’re upset or think I’m hurt.”

He takes your stunned silence as a perfect opportunity to close the gap, giving you just the right amount of encouragement to reciprocate, no longer trying to argue that he was too drunk to understand what he was saying.

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Drunk | Kakashi Hatake X GNReader

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| REQUESTED, kabedon, alcohol, kakashi can handle his liquor, you cannot, sexual innuendos, suggestive, slightly nsfw🤔, groping, shower, nudity, handjob, I didnt mean for it to go into anything… it just happened… reader will be afab

Please read: do not request a part two

Word Count: 1614

Requests are open🫠 Try not to send smut. I wasnt really expecting to write it

You giggle drunkenly, nearly falling off the barstool between Kurenai and Gai. Asuma was sat on the other side of Kurenai, while Kakashi was watching you from Gai’s right side. He raises an eyebrow, not realizing just how much of a lightweight you are. This was the first time you’d agreed to go drinking with the other jonin and he was pleased to hear you’d be joining, thinking that he’d finally have a chance to flirt and see where the two of you stood with one another, yet you were sandwiched between your best friend and his own best friend before he’d even gotten there.

And perhaps Kurenai had done that on purpose. She didn’t want you to end up with a broken heart if you’d gone home with Kakashi and found out he wanted nothing more than a night of fun, yet it was amusing to watch the man struggle to get your attention throughout the evening.

Now though, Kurenai was too far gone to be concerned with keeping you and the white haired jonin separated. She was too busy trying not to fall off her own stool before Asuma makes the executive decision that the two of you needed to be taken home before you passed out at the bar or got yourselves hurt.

Kakashi immediately volunteers to help you home before Kurenai can realize what’s going on, sending Gai on his way before slipping an arm around your shoulders to guide you out of the bar and down the street. You stumble the whole way there and luckily for you, Kakashi’s strong arms are there to catch you each time.

As the two of you come up outside your building, you trip and catch yourself against the wall with a bright laugh. “Kakashi sensei!” The man in front of you goes wide eyed as you whine. You pout up at him, hooking your fingers in his belt loops much to his surprise.

“I am not your sensei,” he sighs, taking a hold of your wrists. “And you’re very drunk right now.”

You look down at his hands and frown, shaking your head, “I’m very, very sober right now..” You stomp your foot, hiccuping. “I gotta pee. Help me inside, please!” You giggle once again, stumbling past him as you unlock the building’s front door before heading to the stairs to get up to your apartment.

“Shit,” he curses quietly. He couldn’t leave you alone to go up the stairs by yourself, but he wasn’t sure it was a good idea to follow after that little stunt just now. He clears his throat, catching you about halfway up the stairs. “I gotcha…” He whispers, scooping you up easily and carrying you up another two flights of stairs.

He only sets you down when you’re at the door, having dealt with you playing in his hair on the way. If it wasn’t for the mask he was wearing, you would surely be able to tell that he was blushing.

You turn to look up at him on your fourth attempt to unlock the door, frowning and handing him the set of keys to do it for you. Taking the keys may have been one of his bigger mistakes. With his back to you, he can’t see you beginning to undo your pants, leaving them loose and reaching around him to start to unbutton his pants.

He quickly pushes the door open, peeling your hands from his waistband and urging himself to calm down. He’d have to take a cold shower at this rate. “Alright. Inside. You’re drunk. I’m not doing this… Hey, don’t just start taking your clothes off! The door is open!” He rushes to shut it, watching you strip out of your pants.

“Why won’t you touch me?”

“Because as much as I would love to, you’re fucking plastered, Y/N.” He sighs, watching you pout. As your hand reaches for him, trying to pull him closer and he lets you. He tenses up when your free hand finds the front of his pants, palming him. He groans softly and rolls his hips into your touch.

In an instant though, your hands are pinned above your head and his other hand gripping your jaw tightly. “Y/N. I’ll make a deal with you.”

“Please,” you whisper, whimpering softly and lifting a leg to brush against the front of his pants.

He hisses, tightening the grip he has in both your wrists and chin, “If you remember this in the morning and you don’t regret this, I will fuck you until you can’t see straight. If you don’t, or you don’t remember this, then no worries.”

You nod your head eagerly, dropping your leg so that you’re no longer brushing against him or teasing him. He lets you go, holding his hands up and waiting to see what you’ll do. When you bend down to grab your dirty laundry, he sighs in relief, leading you back to your bedroom.

While you step into the bathroom, he busies himself with pulling your covers back, getting your bed ready for you. When you call for help, he steps into the bathroom to see that you’re tangled in your shirt. He laughs softly and helps you out of it before turning the shower on for you. “Here,” he whispers, helping you step in. You nearly slip and he cringes, worried. “Maybe you should do this in the morning instead.”

“No. Just get in and help me… Don’t look at me like that! I made a deal. I’ll keep my hands to myself!” You pout and lean against the shower wall, letting the water run off your body.

He still hadn’t had a chance to recuperate from your touch in the entryway, and he knew he was still half hard and this shower would do him no favors. “Fuck, okay.”

He turns his back to you, hoping to keep his thoughts clean while he can. This was pushing things. This was a dangerous game to play and he wasn’t sure what to expect and honestly neither were you. When he turns back to face you, you can’t help but stare at his semi-erect cock. Your mouth waters at the sight and he scolds you, warning that you’re making it very hard to stick to the deal.

You turn your back towards him as he steps into the water behind you, his hand lightly grazing over your hip in case you need to be caught. “Sorry… Fuck… I didn’t realize you’d be so big. I mean I felt you in my hand… But I couldn’t see.”

He drops his head and runs a hand over his face, unsure of what to say. His cock twitches at your words, slowly beginning to stand at attention when he’s been working so hard to fight it off. “I really need you to stop talking about it.”

“Would it be so bad to let me just help you cum? Or maybe get a taste? Nothing else but,” you turn and look down, licking your lips, “it’ll be better than you suffering right now. But I won’t if you really don’t want me to.”

He takes a step back, dropping his hands to cover himself, “Y/N…”

“Yes or no.”

The silence that falls between the two of you is deafening but it doesn’t last long. “Yes.”

You’ve dropped your knees before he can say anything else, pushing his hands away and replacing them with your own. He groans softly, rocking his hips and letting his head fall back. He curses quietly, allowing you to have your way. He drops his hand to tangle his fingers in your hair, tugging your hair back before you can take him in your mouth. Your hand slows in confusion and he simply shakes his head, “Not tonight. Just this… I won’t last long anyway…”

His eyes flutter shut and you nod in understanding, sitting back on your heels as you move your hand a little faster. His cock is already beginning to twitch as he gets closer to release, his mouth falling open as he looks down to meet your eyes. He groans rather loudly as he meets his high, hips stilling as he cums in thick spurts across your chest. Your hand doesn’t still, helping him ride out the high and to milk him for every drop.

He pants softly, quickly helping you to your feet and cupping your face. “Are you okay?” He whispers, wanting to make sure he hadn’t upset you.

“I’m okay. I promise.”

He chuckles softly, kissing your temple, “I promise I can last longer than that… I’ve just dreamt of the day where I’ve made you mine.”

Your cheeks flush and you slip your arms around his waist, pressing your chest to his. “Tomorrow when the alcohol wears off, I want you to make me yours.”

He nods his head eagerly, leaning down to kiss you eagerly. He couldn’t hold back anymore. If you regretted it in the morning he’d apologize, but for now, he’d take what he could get. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He backs you into the water, moving back and grimacing at the cum on both your chest and his now.

After your shower, you’re pretty much spent. He helps you dry off and dress in some clean clothes before he’s pulling his own clothes back on. “I’ll stay on the couch tonight to make sure you’re okay,” he whispers as he tucks you in, leaning down to kiss you then your forehead. “Come get me if you need anything.” He grabs a spare pillow from your bed, leaving you alone in the dark room.

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Ouch | Shikamaru Nara X GNReader

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| REQUESTED, reader gets hurt during a mission, shika drops everything to help them, blood, mention of death, stabbing

Word Count: 598

You’d been teamed up with Shikamaru and his teammates, along with yours, on a mission that required as many available ninjas as possible. While it wasn’t the most dangerous, it certainly required numbers if it were to be successful.

Another kunai knife whizzes past your head and when you go to return the favor, another strikes you in the shoulder. The second one to hit you imbeds itself in between your ribs, almost as if the one behind it was taunting you, making your death a slow one.

A third finds its home in your abdomen and in seconds you’re on your knees, two more coming your way, until they’re not. Bothe blades are stopped in mid air, Shikamaru rushes towards you, having caught onto their shadows nearly too late. The last two would have surely finished you off but he had turned just in time.

He hated being on missions with you. Not because he didn’t trust that you could do your job, of course he did. He even believed that you were nearly as smart as he was.

But no, as he approaches you, he’s reminded of why he hates it so. Because if you die, he has to watch the love of his life take their last breath. He nearly slides on the ground as he gets closer to you, bringing his hand up to your face.

“Can you stand?” Shikamaru asks. You nod your head, albeit, a bit shaky as you make an attempt to climb to your feet.

Just as soon as you manage to get upright, your knees buckle. Your vision goes blurry as you collapse to your knees again, attempting to grab at a tree, the man, or anything…

Shikamaru catches you, helping you to sit back down, blood beginning to pull on the ground beneath you. “Sorry…” You whisper, your eyes fluttering, “I-”

“It’s okay.” Shikamaru slips a hand under your legs, his other arm going around your back as he hoists you up rather easily, carrying you into the thick of the trees and away from the fight. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You’re okay. You’re gonna be okay…”

He sets you down once he’s sure that you’re far enough away from the fighting, quickly getting to work in pulling an abundance of pouches from both your pouch and his. He makes quick work of the kunai in your shoulder, believing that would be the quickest wound to treat while the two of you waited for your teams.

“Ouch.”

“I know…” Silence. Your eyes flutter shut and Shikamaru freezes, panicking when he sees that you appear to have lost consciousness. “Y/N. Wake up.”

“I’m awake. I’m just… tired.”

“Then open your damn eyes. Keep them on me. Keep talking. But do not close your eyes. Not yet. Not here.”

“I’m okay, Shika,” you smile weakly, your face pale as you shiver, growing cold as you continue to lose more blood. “I’m okay.”

“Yeah. Well, it’d be a real drag if you died right now… I’m not ready for that, so just do what I say and talk to me.”

“Okay. I can do that… I’m not going anywhere. Not without you.”

“Stop being sappy,” he mumbles, tightening the bandage a bit in an attempt to distract you from the conversation of possibly losing you. You cry out in pain, clenching your fist as you try not to hit him. “Sorry.” One look at the small smirk on his face and you roll your eyes as you try to take calming breaths.

“I hate you.”

“I love you too.”

[hyuganejiswife]

Favorite Person? | Kankuro X GNReader

Masterlist

| REQUESTED, not edited, slight angst, Temari meddles, a bit rushed, might do a part 2

| 15. "There is my favourite person!" "Haha, you're so funny!"

Word Count: 452

“There’s my favorite person!”

You pause, mid bite of your breakfast sandwich as you step into the office, your eyes locking on Kankuro, his face paint still fresh on his face. You swallow and laugh nervously, “Haha. You’re so funny, Kankuro…”

You step past him, heading upstairs to talk to Temari, needing to go over a few files. Kankuro hops off the desk he’d been sitting on, finally allowing the poor receptionist to get back to work.

“Woah! No good morning? I’m not your favorite person anymore? You always say that!” He huffs, not understanding why your sudden need to not exclaim who he was to you bothered him so much now.

What could have happened over your weekend off that made you want to avoid him like the plague now?

He follows you up the stairs, ignoring Temari as he inserts himself between the two of you just as you opened your mouth to speak. “I wanna know why you aren’t talking to me.”

“I did… I mean, I did talk to you though? Back there… Downstairs. I said you were funny!” You rub the back of your neck as you try to step around him, not in your usual chipper mood.

You were simply taking his sister’s advice now, trying to coax the confession out of him. After all, while you were obvious, he remained oblivious and she determined that if you redirected your attention elsewhere, he would surely cave and realize how he felt.

“Yeah, but that was it? You ignored me after that! Coming straight up here to…” He throws an annoyed glance back at Temari, resenting the fact that she had your attention, “Her.”

“Well, I’m just trying to work. I go out on a mission in three days,” you shrug and look down, your gaze remaining on your feet. “I don’t exactly have time to-”

“When did you get that mission and why am I just now finding out about it?”

“Friday…”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“Why does it matter, Kankuro? You’re not they’re boyfriend.” Temari finally speaks up, smirking as she catches him off guard. “Why don’t you run along? Y/N and I have work to do.”

She waves him off and he stalks away, heading upstairs, no doubt to talk to Gaara about sending you off and to get the details of your mission.

Temari turns to you, smiling a bit and crossing her arms over his chest, “That ought to keep him busy. Now we can get on to phase two.”

Now you panic. “Phase two? How many phases does this plan have?”

“Enough to get him to stop being an idiot before someone comes and steals you away from him.”