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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞
master list: one piece, Naruto shippuden(akatsuki), bleach, and jujutsu kaisen
cross guild: nsfw
Mihawk: type o negative
sir crocodile: his toy
buggy: cry baby buggy
poly: gang bang
akatsuki: nsfw
Obito: yandere
Obito: yandere pt. 2
Zetsu: mlm
Updated: 7/8
(This will be of my most recent works as there’s way too much to sift through)
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Hi!! Are your requests open? If not feel free to ignore my request.
Can I request Yandere!Obito x reader especially NSFW headcanons or a drabble? Thank you!❤️
ps - i really like ur work i read all your obito works hehe
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hi hii babes! It’s been a while! I hope everyone is doing well and I’m happy to finally be back. I’ve had a lot of things change and work and the adjustment period wore me out
Warnings: 18+, yandere Obito, possessive Obito, obsessive Obito, violent tendencies, panty thief obi, stalker Obito, pre-relationship but feelings are mutual, mentions of death, he’s literally insane, no gender specified, pervert
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-to your face and around all your friends and team members, Obito is his typical self. Goofy, a team player, kind..etc
-but behind closed doors with no prying eyes…it’s a very different story.
-it started off as a typical crush. Nothing more, nothing less. But something snapped into place within obi’s head. And he’s turned outright crazy over you
-not in the sense of soft infatuation but the kind that could turn deadly within minutes if someone decided to test their luck and push his patience
-day to day; he’s holding doors for you, in crowds he’s guiding you through the busy streets with a gloved hand on your lower back. Bringing you flowers or other gifts weekly. To everyone, you two are the perfect pair
-people are fully aware that you two feel the same about each other and are expectant for the day you two become official. But there’s still the few people who try…
-Obito will reject them outright for you as he’s with you no matter where you go(apart from the rare times missions get in the way) but what you don’t see is:
-Obito in the alleyway outside, holding a kunai to a man’s throat after trying to get your phone number
-or when he killed a man for ‘accidentally’ groping you in passing
-let alone the many times someone’s gone missing under bizarre circumstances(he didn’t like how long they looked at you)
-one thing about him is he’s good at deception…a little too good. Keeping this side far, far away from you. Behind his mask, his expression shifts anytime someone gets too close to what’s his but you wouldn’t be the wiser
-another dirty little secret being he has a collection of panties he’s stolen from you, and a few random shirts. Your scent all over them. Having snuck into your home many times to make sure you’re alright(you’re dead asleep)
-Obito will spend the night in your apartment watching you sleep. Hiding in your closet with an item of clothing wrapped around his cock.
-stroking himself with the soft material. He’ll have to cover his mouth to hide the whimpers and groans that fall from his lips the closer to his release he gets. Getting off on the fact you have no idea about who he truly is, and what he does when you don’t pay attention
-such a dumb little thing you are he thinks to himself as his pace picks up. You’d probably be disgusted if you knew, but he has confidence that you wouldn’t run away from him.
-throwing his head back as his orgasm washes over him, painting the fabric white with his seed. Letting out the faintest chuckle as he drops it back into the hamper of dirty clothes in front of him
-anytime you two get separated for missions or other tasks, if he can’t get his done in record time…he’ll have tabs on you. He has eyes everywhere. Links with the other akatsuki members who don’t think twice about what their comrade is doing or asking of them.
-and even then, the threat of death hangs over their heads as they know if something happened to you on their watch…let’s just say the consequences won’t be pretty…
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(sorry if this is so short; I’d love to do a part two or a blurb on this! I hope you like it)
hi!! can you write an Obito NSFW please, i don’t have others requests just something with my gorgeous king <3 thank you!!
Hi cutie🩷🫰🏻 Sorry for the wait. I hope you will like this. I added 'smol' surprise too since I kept on writing and writing 😆😋🌸
Obito pretends he’s calm, but the second you kiss his jaw he completely loses his ability to think. Like a system reboot.
He loves it when you tug lightly on his hair; he’ll glare at you like you committed a crime, but he’s already pulling you closer.
Neck kisses? His weakness. He tries to hide it, but the soft grunt he lets out gives him away every time.
He gets jealous so fast it’s almost funny. Someone looks at you too long and he appears behind you like a silent shadow, hand on your waist.
If you tease him in public, he leans down and whispers something in your ear that makes your entire spine melt. He lives for your reactions.
His voice gets low and gravelly when he’s worked up. The type that makes you forget your own name.
Obito is a toucher! Big hands, warm grip, always pulling you into his space, touching your lower back, tracing your waist.
Loves when you wear something soft or oversized; he’ll just bury his face in your neck and mumble how good you smell.
If he’s in a playful mood, he’ll pin your wrists above your head just to watch the way your breath changes.
But if you ever ask him to slow down, he does instantly in a very gentle, attentive, protective in a way that breaks your heart a little.
A small surprise as promised 🩷🌸
You don’t hear him enter the room but you feel him. That subtle shift in air pressure, that warmth rolling across your back like a silent storm. Obito never announces himself when he wants you. He just appears, materializing behind you with that overwhelming presence that makes your entire pulse tighten.
“Turn around..."
Soft..
Low...
Dangerous...
When you do, he’s already watching you with that gaze that strips the world down to just the two of you. His Sharingan isn’t even active as he doesn’t need it. The intensity alone is enough to pin you where you stand.
He takes one slow step forward.
Then another.
His gloved fingers lift your chin, tilting your face toward his with infuriating gentleness.
"You have no idea,” he murmurs, voice sliding over your nerves like velvet and fire, “how much I’ve been thinking about you today.”
His thumb strokes your lower lip, slow enough to tease, deliberate enough to burn.
"You keep walking around as if you don’t know what you do to me,” he continues, leaning closer until his breath ghosts your mouth. “As if I’m not one second away from losing control the moment you look at me.”
He kisses you like he’s been starving. No hesitation. No restraint. Just heat and hunger and the low sound he makes when you pull him closer by the front of his clothes. His hand slides to the back of your neck, holding you exactly where he wants you while his mouth deepens the kiss. A kiss that is consuming, claiming, overwhelming. Yhen he breaks away only to kiss the corner of your jaw, down the side of your throat, moving slow enough that your knees weaken.
“I love hearing that little breath you make right here…”
His lips brush a place on your neck that’s embarrassingly sensitive. You gasp and he smiles against your skin.
“Exactly that.”
He presses you back against the wall, not rough, but with enough force to make your body sing. His hips cage you in; his hands find your waist, sliding under fabric, fingers splaying over warm skin like he’s memorizing every inch.
"You feel that?” he whispers, leaning his forehead to yours. “That’s what you do to me without even trying.”
His mouth returns to your neck, hungry kisses trailing lower. His hands travel over your hips, gripping just firmly enough to make you gasp again.
“You’re mine tonight,” he murmurs. “Completely. Utterly. I’m not letting you go until you forget how to stand.”
Your back arches and he laughs quietly, darkly, knowimg damm well you have nk way to escape
“There she is,” he breathes. “That’s my girl.”
Every touch gets more intense, not rushed, not frantic, but purposefully slow. Teasing. Punishing. His lips graze new places; his hands explore more boldly; he watches every single reaction with eyes that darken each time you tremble.
"You have no idea,” he whispers against your mouth, “how badly I want to hear you say my name tonight.”
Your fingers tangle in his hair and you say his name. At that moment everything in him snaps. His hand slides down your back to pull you flush against him, his breath turning ragged, his touch burning, his voice dropping into something you’ve never heard low, unrestrained, reverent. And Obito kisses you like he’s trying to brand the sound of his name into your bones. He makes sure to spend all night making you moan his name over and over, till you are a crying mess, desperate for him and his touches.
It really bothers me when I see random posts framing Obito as an idiot, intentionally. This isn't meant to any rp blogs at all btw but the meta part of the fandom, that joke about it.
I have adhd and it's clear to me that Obito has or had adhd. I've had it my whole life and it's debilitating. It's not funny to me to be called an idiot for not being able to control my brain. Obito isn't an idiot for not being on the same wavelength as Kakashi.
I see so many posts that basically compare them and these posts make Kakashi out to be a genius while reinforcing the stereotype that kids are stupid and moronic for being adhd. It's a gross misconception. Do you know how hurtful it is to be called stupid as a kid? And not having the mental capacity to change your brain chemistry because you're a kid, while struggling to be like the smartest kid who doesn't have the most limited attention span?
I see fanart where Obito is a fuck up and Kakashi is "tolerating" Obito the screw up. I see headcanons where Obito is being laughed at and Rin and Kakashi are fed up with Obito's antics.
Let me tell you Rin wouldn't laugh at Obito, that's her best friend future husband so um. Friends don't laugh at friends for that stuff, friends laugh WITH friends. Friends don't make you feel less than them.
It's not funny to be laughed at. Obito isn't an idiot for having short attention spans and having zero confidence. He's not a waste of space. There was never anything wrong with his intelligence, he just needed SOMEONE to give him unconditional love and confidence.
Maybe make less fandom posts generalizating this tired trend and more positive posts where Kakashi doesn't come off as a bully. Honestly I never step into the Kakashi fandom for this reason. It triggers me. Like takes me back to being in school when I had just moved to the states and didn't know any English. I won't even finish that anecdote cause I had really shitty school teachers in grade school.
Would you agree Obito is borderline personality?
I'm late to answering this sorry about that.
I answered this here before. I don't have BPD, Bipolar, ASPD, NPD or any of the mental health issues that you may ascribe to Obito. At least not that I know of. You're going to have to ask someone who legit has BPD.
I'm not a fan of attaching serious mental illnesses to characters because it becomes a kink. I don't want a mutual or random user who lives everyday with borderline to come across my blog and be offended/hurt by my portrayal of bpd etc and it affects them in very serious ways. That's fucked up. In fandom BPD is portrayed as the stereotypical "crazy psycho who does drugs and kills everyone and lots of sicknesses and whores themselves out" and I get a kick out of it?? Not what I'm into.
That doesn't mean Obito can't be examined under a microscope. He does have psychotic tendencies, and massive amounts of trauma. He's a mass murderer. But it's not up to me to label him with a real world mental illness. *I* can't. But others who live with BPD can.
I'm not pointing fingers at you for asking anon!! Nothing wrong with asking. (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)
Tagging this so users who live with BPD can give a more cohesive and accurate reply.
Obito could have Dissociative Identity Disorder and nothing in Naruto would change. In fact it would explain a lot.
obito undercover boss au where his disguise is tobi
Hey, I LOVE your writing for Obito and Tobi. Please quench my thirst, can I request NSFW general headcanons OR just like lazy make out sesh with Obito? Im desperate af hahaha Thank you and have a nice day <3333
hiii babes, sorry for my once again unexpected absence. work has had me absolutely drained lately
let’s get into it
Warnings: groping, gn reader, dry humping, cumming in pants
may or may not have gotten carried away with this but I hope you enjoy :3
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-you and your lover are sprawled across the couch of your shared bedroom. His mask lay untouched on the table beside the two of you
-you’re laying on top of him, your frame fits perfectly between your lovers legs
-nothing but soft whimpers could be heard from both you and him. Obito’s hands move slowly over your body, your thighs, up to your rear, giving it a nice squeeze before trailing up your back and into your hair
-it’s been a long and exhausting day. The two of you having run errands with the rest of the akatsuki, being stuck out much longer than either of you expected or wanted
-you two shared longing glances throughout the day and were expecting to be bent over the nearest object the second you two had alone time but both of you realized, you were both far too tired for anything of that sort
-but the two of you were more than content on a lazy make out session. Just being able to have your hands on him, and his on you, was more than enough for both of you to get off in your pants to each other
-despite the squirming and slight bucking of your hips, having reached your release, the two of you didn’t pull away from each other. Obito pulled away and breathed softly against your lips for a moment being gently pulling you back to him
-you always taste so sweet to him
-whether it’s just him addicted off of YOU, or your chapstick, or something you had recently ate or drank. You were a meal he could never ever get tired of
-Obito’s gloved hands fell back to your hips, holding you steady as he ground his hips against you. His clothed cock rubbing against you just the way you need to cum again
-the moment that strangled moan fell from your lips, Obito came with a groan. Biting your bottom lip softly as he continued his grinding. His hips stuttering as his high faded
-your lover pulled away from you, a string of spit keeping you two connected, his lips glossy and puffy. He looks up at you with hazy eyes, nothing but love and adoration in his gaze
-“love you pretty baby” he muttered before peppering your face and neck with gentle kisses. His silent way of letting you know how good you were for him. How good you always are for him
