Well it turns out that commissioning one of your fandom's favourite artist is a 10/10 decision!
Thank you so much @skykashi for this beautiful art of my blorbo Kakashi and my OC Kaida! I am in love, can't stop looking at them and they are perfect! Just like I imagined them in that moment 🥹✨💖
The full art is under the cut as it is a bit of a spoiler for my fic (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
But go look regardless because @skykashi did an amazing job and it features KAKASHI!!!!
(Spoiler... there is full face maskless...)
If anyone is interested in what the heck is going on... this is a scene from my fanfic "Little Dragon". It is actually almost the last scene of it--my favourite if you can't tell (≖⩊≖).
They are so happy! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´^｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ And so am I!
Once again thank you to the amazing artist behind this beautiful art! ❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
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Summary: Kakashi might be a master of 1000 jutsus, a genius, and one of the best Konoha has ever had. But he cannot hold his liquor. One drink is enough to turn him into a goofy mess that will say whatever his brain will come up with.
Iruka is not amused.
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It was my first time doing a writing challenge, and a first time doing 90 Minutes to Gift with @the-umino-hours discord server. (,,•o•,,)
It turned out I write very slowly on the keyboard lol. Something to work on (ᵕ—ᴗ—) But I had a great time doing this, and I am happy how it turned out.
My giftee was @feralstruggler
Theme: History
Colour: Emerald|
Keyword: Intoxication
Trope: tongue got loosened by drugs and now they're saying everything they never wanted to say (although I had some fun with that one; let's say my loose interpretation)
Hi! Welcome to any depraved yet kindred soul 𓁹‿𓁹 !
I present to you my contribution to Kinktober 2025 (˶' ꒳ '˶) It was truly an amazing time leading to the beautiful month of October. I hope you will enjoy this not so little project I managed to cook up in the past three months!
Title: Shameless
Pairing: Multi, Endgame Iruka/Kakashi/Tenzō
Summary: Join Iruka in his journey towards sexual self-discovery through the years as he gets to know his body, his kinks and himself, maybe?
This kinktober contribution is a collection of multi-paring, Iruka-centric one shots that are settled in the same storyline, creating one big whole from his teenage years until the start of OG Naruto.
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 82k words
Status: completed
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Below the cut you can find a list of kinks/prompts and pairings. I thought that might be easier than tagging at least 31 things. Also for those that don't like surprises, they will know up ahead before clicking into the fic. Additional tags/warnings will be in the AN.
Prompts marked in green rectangles are prompts I chose for the day (exception being the last day--Writer's choice--that is taken from bonus prompts).
With blue line I marked things that happen throughout the fic, in some chapters, but weren't the designated prompt for the day.
Please treat it the same way as you would treat tags on a fic.
Pairings apart from my beloved KakaIruYama (in different flavours and combinations):
It's a small omake from my fic, in which Kakashi leaves the village for two weeks, leaving Naruto as the Steward Hokage.
Chaos ensues! Tenzō tries to save Naruto's ass.
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Hindsight was a bitch.
Not that Tenzō didn’t know that before. Of course, he did. During missions, while facing enemies or even after a training session when your ass was handed to you by your opponent, on reflection, there was always something to fix, something to change or do better. It was the biggest enemy of every decent jōnin or ANBU. Hindsight, that is.
So Tenzō should really not be surprised that, in hindsight, he should never let Kaida and Kakashi go. He should have fought tooth and nail to stop them. Use his mokuton if it came down to it, only so that the Hatakes wouldn’t leave the village. In his mind’s eye he could see the replay of the moment that the chakra barrier snapped up in place, dividing him and Naruto from the two married jōnins. Over, and over again. As if the image of retreating backs was mocking him. Tenzō’s present version was calling futilely to his memory one to do something, do something, damn it! You fucking idiot!
As said before, hindsight was a bitch.
Because if he could, he would stop Kakashi from leaving the village. It was not worth it, not at all. Being where he currently was. In the middle of the hokage’s office trying not to get maimed by his lovely husband while saving the blond nuisance from said husband. Iruka could be both terrifying and fucking strong when his mind was set on something (Tenzō sometimes forgot, getting lost in the soft, chestnut depths and flushed cheeks, and ruddy, prated lips). And this time Iruka’s mind was set on getting his oldest son sorted out. With his forceful fists and sharp tongue he was known for.
Tenzō would pity Naruto if he wasn’t on the direct trajectory of a hostile projectile that was Umino Iruka. Being the man’s husband didn’t help much, not when the now flushed tokubetsu jōnin was going ballistic in the ANBU Commander’s arms. Alas, the brunet couldn’t sidestep and let Iruka go. Even if he would rather not be the collateral damage of the verbal lashing. After all, Tenzō promised Kakashi that he would keep the village safe; that he would keep Naruto safe while he did his duties as an unofficial Steward Hokage. And right now Uzumaki was on his merry, one-way highway to Takamagahara, by the hand of none other than his adoptive father.
“Iruka, I’m sure there is a perfectly reasonable explanation. Whatever Naruto—”
Tenzō tried. He really, really tried.
Iruka glared at him, turning his face away from the—cowering behind the mahogany desk—Naruto so fast that there was an audible sound of his neck twisting. How did Iruka not get a whiplash was a mystery.
“Don’t try to placate me, Umino Tenzō!” he seethed through clenched teeth. Iruka was so livid he was actually shaking in his husband’s chakra-enhanced grip. “There is no reasonable explanation for the brat’s decision!”
Oh no.
Tenzō winced at the last part. For Iruka to resolve to the ‘B’ word meant he was truly at the point of no return.
“Iruka-se— Tōsan…,” Naruto stammered out, suddenly ten years old again.
“It’s been two fucking days since they have been gone! Two! And you managed to sign off on something like that!?” Iruka didn’t give him a chance to finish his desperate plea, not even batting an eyelash at the tender honorific. “What’s got into your idiot brain to buy a whole section of erotic literature for the Academy’s library!?”
One could hear the pin drop in the silence that followed. And then the undignified shriek in next moment.
“WHAT!?” The stunned sentiment was shared by both Naruto and Tenzō at the same time. Both looking horrified and dumbstruck.
“Don’t act so innocent now!” Iruka pointed an accusing finger at his now-legally adopted son. “Do you know what it took to calm the parents that barged into my office today!? Holding literal porn in their hands, stumped with the Academy’s seal no less, that apparently their very underage children checked out from our library!”
“Iruka-sensei, how was I supposed to know those are perverted books!” Naruto tried to defend himself, but he still held onto the chair with a death grip. Seeing the unyielding scowl, Uzumaki tried another approach. “I did what Kakashi-sensei and you lot asked of me! I tried to be a proper Steward Hokage and deal with Kakashi-sensei’s massive stack of overdue scrolls. Not my fault that he made the order. I just carried it out ‘ttebayo.”
Hearing blond’s pitiful shot at justification, Iruka calmed down a bit. Just enough so that Tenzō didn’t have to bruise his husband’s arms in attempt to keep him from murdering their former charge. Thank the Kami, Tenzō prayed internally.
“Show me.”
“W-what?”
“The scroll. Show me the scroll,” Iruka repeated sternly, but much softer than before. There was no more killing intent leaking out of his body.
Scrambling to his still very unsteady feet, Naruto dived nose deep into the pile of ‘finished’ scrolls, trying to locate the one that held the answers to the crux of the matter (and proof to his words). After a few tense seconds, he stood up with a triumphant ‘Aha!’ and sheepishly placed the written order in Iruka’s outstretched hand.
Giving him the necessary space, and no longer fearing for Naruto’s short lifespan, Tenzō let his husband go. He didn’t try to peak or get up the teacher’s nose as he slowly, as if it enclosed the plague itself, unrolled the scroll.
It didn’t take long for the eyebrow to start raising. And then the twitching eyelid joined the party. Tenzō didn’t even have to look to know that the throbbing vein on the forehead would be next. It was. It always was.
“I will kill him when he will get back, so help me Sage,” closing the scroll, Iruka muttered under his nose. He took a deep breath, trying very hard to ground himself before he would commit treason. “Naruto, can you read the heading of the scroll for me, please?”
Confused, and still scared shitless, Uzumaki nodded. It’s not like he had another option with Iruka pointedly looking at him. Forcing his hand to steady (He won’t be defeated by the popping vein damn it! No matter how traumatic that visual was.) Naruto took the scroll and unrolled it fully, reading out loud, right away.
“Kakashi’s master list of the best books to try kinky scenes from.”
The dazed silence that fell between them was suffocating, pressing on the lungs as the realisation set in. At least until Naruto inhaled sharply and then let out the most indignant, pathetic, meek whine he could muster. The scroll flew out of his hand, as if burning, so fast it cluttered to the floor before anyone could react.
“Argh! I’m going blind! Please make me forget! Make me forget!” Naruto yelled as he scrubbed his eyes with his hands, desperately pulling away from the offending item and images it prompted.
“So what now?” Tenzō asked with borderline apathy, looking from a panicking Naruto to his very unamused husband. “I’m sure Kaida will forgive us if we stage a coup. She can be reasonable.”
“I’m sure she will,” Iruka murmured and sighed deeply, trying to bring calmness to his mind and body. In vain. “Although I’m not sure if we won’t have to take out the two of them. I can’t decide what’s worse. Kakashi creating and keeping that scroll in his office or Naruto’s inability to read at thirty.”
“Ah, right.” Tenzō nodded sagely. “We are doomed.”
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“Please Iruka, after everything we’ve been through together. You can’t do this.”
“I’m sorry Kakashi.”
“I’m begging you. Don’t do it.”
“It has to be done.”
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Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x Umino Iruka
Rating: Explicit
Summary: He knew that maybe their relationship wasn’t as straightforward as he has thought. He knew that nothing really ever was in his life. Especially when it came to him. But when that happened, he really didn’t know what the fuck was going on anymore.
Main Tags: smut, crack disguised as angst until it isn’t, implied mutual pining
Prompt: thanks to @kkirincorrectquotes
It's my first public kkir fanfic ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ I had this story in my head since the day I read the prompt at kkirincorrectquats tumblr blog, so I made it!
Hope you'll enjoy!
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Next chapter is up! It kind of fell right around both Iruka’s birthday and Mother’s Day in my country (both 26th May) and it has both Iruka and Kaida’s mother. Cute coincidence 😁
I love putting in headcanons/fanons into the story so this time there are two (just an easter egg really) about Iruka. Both known and old as time:
1. Iruka is a Seals Master and Konoha’s Seals Specialist (especially after Jiraya’s death). And in my AU he would easily be a tokujo if he wanted to (I am a sucker for BAMF Iruka!) but he decided not to because he prefers to be a sensei and work at the Academy, and going up in rank would force him to focus on active duty more.
2. His kekki genkai/special jutsu aka echolocation. I love different takes on that skill and I had to put it in as well (Even if just one sentence). In my AU he has it from his mother Kohari (who was an ANBU and Kaida’s genin sensei) but because his parents died he never got that proficient in it as she had been. Which is a shame but feels fairly realistic.
I also love the headcanon that Iruka’s parents are from Uzushio (and that’s why he is so good with seals and barriers) and if I write Iruka more that would be certainly true for him in my AU.
Well, anyway… sorry for the rant. Enjoy the chapter <3
Under my recent chapter I posted little rant on what is shown in Boruto when it comes to the Naruto being the Hokage and I wanted to share it with the class here as well.
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No one, and I mean no one will convince me that Naruto as a Hokage wouldn't have time for his family, ending up exhausted and a burden to his family. Like come on! You are a president of the entire fucking military state, in a time of peace no less, I'm sure you can spare some manpower on assistants and paper pushers to help you with your duties. Right!? Like you have desk chūnins and genins or even tokujō for that matter. Use them for fuck's sake!
Tsunade took office in the worst time possible, while Konoha was weak and devastated and preparing for war and she still had time to do a second job at the hospital (possibly running it even, but at least healing people from time to time). She took on Sakura and Ino as her students for fuck's sake. And she was a great Hokage! Change my mind (don't, you won't be able to).
So I am not falling for the Boruto propaganda that Hokage has no life outside of his duty. Im sure Mr. President can have semi-funcional life and a break once in a while without Konoha falling to pieces. Like come on! I'm sure the village would manage without the Hokage overseeing everything! It can't be that there is no support system in place!!!
Of course there are moments and times when the Hokage is fucking swamped with decisions and leading the people, but that is either from time to time or during war/threat situations. Not every single day like Boruto seems to indicate.
If they wanted to make Naruto a deadbeat dad (which I don't agree with at all) they should at least make a plausible excuse...
Chapter 1: A new beginning, Konoha is back to normal
Hi! My name is Wega and I came to share with you my little accomplishment <3
So… I did a thing and wrote my first *finished* fan fic and then decided that I can and will post it! *hip hip hooray!* If you want to give it a try, welcome and hopefully you’d like to stay for longer 😊
Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x femOC
Rating: Explicit
Summary: The Fourth Shinobi World War has come to an end. Peace has been secured and the Five Shinobi Countries have formed an alliance. As Konoha, the Village Hidden in the Leaves, tries to return to normalcy and pick up the pieces after the losses inflicted by Madara, a young kunoichi, Hoshino Kaida is confronted with a surprising turn of events in her private life. On a quiet night, a relationship from the past enters her life in the least expected way, giving Kaida the chance to rebuild a friendship that had faded due to past decisions. With not much of an option, the medic navigates a new-old relationship in a bid to regain her lost bond.
Main tags: Slow Burn, but not that slow, Friends to Lovers, Explicit Sexual Content, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Mission Fic, Kind Of, Canon pregnancy, Post-Fourth Shinobi War (Naruto), Canon-Typical Violence, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Drug Use, Hokage Hatake Kakashi, BDSM, Dom/sub, Hatake Kakashi is not bad at feelings, he is just scared, established platonic relationship, Betrayal, Medical Ninjutsu (Naruto), Konoha's politics
Chapters: 23/23 (completed)
Author’s note: The fic is finished (originally written in Polish - posted on my Ao3). I am currently translating it into English so please be patient with me.
P.S. Part 2 of Little Dragon (not the chapter mind you) is on it’s way 🤫
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