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danicamaximoff · 6 months

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Pretend To Be Nice | Chapter Two

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Chapter Two: The Pussycats

Summary: A few months after forming their band "The Pussycats", Hazel and her friends PJ and Josie get noticed by a record label, and are quickly skyrocketed into fame. It's a dream come true for them, and all three of their lives are flipped upside down. Their quick arrival on the scene quickly draws the attention of many other artists and bands, including a popular girl band called "Nymphology". Unfortunately for Hazel, a mix-up and unintentional awful encounter ends up creating tension between the two groups right before they all leave for Nymphology's upcoming tour. Now forced to frequently interact with someone who she was convinced couldn't stand her, Hazel is desperately trying to fix things with the band's lead guitarist. However it doesn't help that Y/N is actively avoiding Hazel as much as possible, and the fact that Hazel found her insanely hot definitely didn't make things any easier.

Warnings: angst, rockstar au, eventual smut, slowburn, swearing, occasional alcohol mentions/use

Word Count: 4323

“How about Ninja Cupcakes?” Hazel asks as she spins around on her desk chair. PJ and Josie were currently hanging out in her dorm room as the three of them tried to come up with a name for their band, but so far hadn’t had any luck.

“That could be fun.” Josie says as she nods her head and plays with the strings of her hoodie.

“We are not calling the band Ninja Cupcakes, that’s fucking stupid!” PJ says as she rolls her eyes and paces the floor of Hazel’s dorm.

“I think it’s funny.” Josie says with a shrug, which just makes PJ scoff.

“No, we have to have something cool, that’s too childish.” PJ says as she rolls her eyes.

“Okay… How about The Destroyers of something? That’s badass.” Josie says as she holds her hands up and shrugs.

“Yeah, maybe if we were a metal band.” PJ says as she continues pacing back and forth, trying to come up with a band name.

As she paces, Hazel continues to spin around in her desk chair absentmindedly before kicking her feet out and stopping in front of her desk. Drumming her fingers on the edge as she tilts her head back and thinks, she lets out a huff of air as she looks at the cat stickers she had on the whiteboard she used to keep track of her schedule. She raises her eyebrows as she gets an idea, letting out a small hum of approval to herself.

“What if we called ourselves The Pussycats?” Hazel asks as she spins around to look at PJ and Josie.

“The Pussycats?” Josie repeats as she looks over at Hazel.

“Yeah.” Hazel says as she nods her head a bit. “You know, cause, we’re all girls. And we like pus-” Hazel starts to say, before PJ cuts her off.

“Hazel, that's genius!” PJ yells as she throws her arms out in excitement. “Oh my god, that would totally work! Just walk onstage and be like “We’re The Pussycats and we’re gonna fuck your mom and shit!” Everyone will love us!” She says as she pretends to talk into a microphone.

“I don't think-” “Maybe don’t-” Both Josie and Hazel say in response to PJ’s sentence as they both shake her heads.

“I’m not being serious, it just makes us sound cool, I’m not actually going to say that!” PJ says as she rolls her eyes with annoyance.

“I mean I would hope so!” Josie says as she rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, I don’t think people would enjoy us fucking their moms.” Hazel says as she shakes her head.

“We’re not fucking anyones moms! It was a joke!” PJ exclaims as she lets out an exasperated groan.

“Okay, well, it didn’t sound like a joke, it sounded like you were being serious!” Hazel says defensively as she shrugs and furrows her eyebrows.

“Why the fuck would I actually say that at our first actual gig?” PJ says as she gives Hazel a look, holding her arms out in annoyance and confusion.

“Yeah, that’s like at least a 3-gigs in kind of phrase.” Josie jokes as she nods her head.

“I don’t know! Maybe someone at the party has a really hot mom! I don’t know the inner workings of your sex life, PJ!” Hazel says to PJ with an annoyed glare.

“Hazel, she can’t even get a girl to say yes to a date, why would she be able to fuck someone’s mom?” Josie asks as she gives Hazel a confused look.

“Hey!” PJ says defensively to Josie.

“Well I dunno, girls say yes to sex with me and I don’t ask them out. Dates and sex are two different things, it’s called hooking up for a reason.” Hazel says nonchalantly as she shrugs.

“Okay, enough about our sex lives!” PJ says as she throws her arm up dramatically, and there's a few moments of awkward silence before Hazel talks again, switching the subject.

“Hey, do you guys think it would be fun if we all wore matching outfits or something?” Hazel asks as she looks back and forth at PJ and Josie.

“What do you mean? Like we get matching shirts for the band?” Josie asks as she gives Hazel a confused look.

“We could make merch and sell it!” PJ says excitedly.

“You kind of need a fan base to make merch for in order for that to work.” Josie says as she gives PJ a skeptical look.

“My mom would buy a shirt! And probably my Econ professor too! I told him about the band!” Hazel says with a smile.

“We are not making merch for your Econ teacher.” PJ says as she glares at Hazel.

“Okay, well, we could!” Hazel says as she shrugs defensively, and PJ just rolls her eyes. “So is that a no on matching outfits? Cause I think it would be sick” Hazel says as she looks back and forth between PJ and Josie.

“Yeah Hazel, totally, let’s go to Party City or something, and find stupid Halloween costumes and show up on Friday looking like elementary schoolers or something stupid like that.” PJ says, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she rolls her eyes.

“Well I wasn’t thinking like full on costumes, but if that’s-” Hazel starts to say before PJ cuts her off.

“Oh my god, enough talking about costumes! We need to talk about something important, like our setlist! I need you guys to stop slacking off and focus on the band!” PJ says as she groans and rolls her eyes in annoyance, which just makes Josie glare at her and shake her head from where she was sitting on Hazel’s bed.

That Friday night at around 7pm, the party was just starting to kick off, and Josie and PJ were talking to the host, Hazel nowhere to be found.

“So uh… Isn’t there supposed to be three of you? My sister said you guys were a trio.” Scott says as he gives PJ and Josie a confused look.

“We are! Hazel’s- she’s on her way!” Josie says as she frantically nods her head, clearly very nervous.

“Yeah, she just, uh- she’s out smoking drugs and stuff, you know how it is.” PJ says as she laughs and tries to act cool and she waves her wand at Scott nonchalantly.

“Smoking drugs?” Scott asks with a confused look as he glances over at PJ.

“No! No, no, no, no, no. That’s a lie! She’s not smoking dr- She’s on her way!” Josie quickly says as she frantically shakes her head, eyes wide.

“Okay?” Scott says with a confused look, clearly having a hard time following the conversation. “Just make sure she gets here soon, you guys were supposed to start five minutes ago.” Scott says as he gives PJ and Josie a weird look, clearly second-guessing the fact that he agreed to let them play at the party. Fortunately, as if on cue, Hazel arrives, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

“Hey guys! Sorry I’m late, Party City had a lot more stuff than I expected.” Hazel says as she appears beside Josie, making her jump in surprise.

“Are you the third one?” Scott asks as he furrows his brows at Hazel.

“Yeah! I’m Hazel.” She says with a smile as she looks at Scott. “Thanks for letting us play by the way!”

“Yeah, sure, just don’t fuck up.” Scott says as he gives the three of them a skeptical look. “Just head up there when you’re ready, I guess.” He says as he gestures to the make-shift stage he had set up in the backyard, before walking away.

“Where the fuck have you been?” PJ asks as she immediately turns to Hazel, glaring at her.

“I told you, I had to go to Party City to get the costume stuff.” Hazel says as she looks at PJ, a slightly confused look in her eyes at PJ’s attitude.

“Costumes? What costumes?” Josie asks with a confused look.

“Hazel, what are you talking about?” PJ asks as she shakes her head.

“You said we should all wear matching costumes from Party City.” Hazel says as she gives PJ and Josie a dumbfounded look, not understanding how they forget about their conversation. “It was right after we got into an argument about fucking people’s moms.”

“What? Are you fucking kidding me right now? I was being sarcastic! We’re going to look stupid if we wear costumes! This isn’t even a Halloween party!” PJ says angrily as she snaps at Hazel.

“Well how was I supposed to know that? You didn’t tell me you were joking!” Hazel says defensively as she scrunches her face up in annoyance. “Besides, I got cool stuff, not the lame shit!”

“Oh, you got cool stuff? Really? Thank you Hazel, Thank you so much.” PJ says sarcastically as she gives Hazel an annoyed look.

“Yes! I did! I got cool stuff! Look!” Hazel says as she pulls out a pair of cat ears from the bag. “I thought it would be fun if we all wore cat ears because our band is called The Pussycats! It’s funny!” She says as she grins and nods her head.

“I am not wearing cat ears in front of a party full of people! People are going to think it’s ridiculous!” PJ says angrily as she shakes her head.

“It’s not ridiculous, it’s funny! Emma thought it was a good idea!” Hazel says defensively.

“Who’s Emma?” Josie asks as she gives Hazel a confused look.

“She’s in my Calculus class! She’s the one that asked us to play!” Hazel says as she rolls her eyes. “Will you guys just please wear the cat ears? I really think they’re a good idea.” Hazel says as she pleads with Josie and PJ, giving them puppy dog eyes.

“I mean I’ll wear them. What have we got to lose, right?” Josie says as she shrugs and grabs a pair from Hazel, who grins widely. PJ stares at them both for a second, before throwing her head back and groaning loudly in annoyance.

“Okay, fine, we’ll wear the stupid ears! But when everyone laughs at us, that is not my fault!” PJ says as she groans in defeat and grabs a pair of cat ears with a scowl.

“Yes! I am telling you, this is going to be so cool, everyone is going to love us!” Hazel says as she punches the air in victory, an excited smile on her face as she puts a pair on her head.

“Whatever, can we just go perform now?” PJ says as she rolls her eyes in annoyance and starts walking towards the stage, pulling Josie with her. Hazel shrugs to herself and then turns to follow, well accustomed to PJ’s attitude by now, so it didn’t really bother her.

Once the three of them arrive onto the makeshift stage, they grab their designated instruments, Josie fiddling with the strings of her guitar as she glances at the party-goers nervously. Hazel takes a seat at the drums, giving Josie an eager thumbs up and smile when she looks back at her, as the speakers blasting music fade out, the music guy giving the three of them a thumbs up and a nod, a sign that they were good to start performing.

Hazel had a few expectations for how PJ would introduce the band. She knew PJ had said she was going to say they were all going to fuck people’s moms, but she and Josie had shot that down immediately, so Hazel was almost 75% sure PJ wasn’t using that as an intro. She also figured there was a chance PJ would try and fail to seem cool, and say something stupid, as that happened a lot. Of course there was also the chance an asteroid comes shooting in from space and crashes straight into the party. Ideally Hazel wasn’t part of the casualties if that happened. Then again, the actual ideal situation would probably just be for no asteroid strike at all. Yeah, that was definitely the actual ideal scenario.

Long story short, Hazel had run different scenarios on how their set would play out, and how people would react, unfortunately, she had not accounted for the fact that PJ was not the same, and had not thought this through on her end at all. So as you can imagine, Hazel was definitely thrown off guard a bit when PJ grabbed the mic to introduce the band and just started saying the first things that popped into her head, any hint of nerves or anything hidden behind her “cool girl” facade she was currently trying to show.

“Sup fuckers! My name’s PJ, this is Josie, and that’s Hazel! We’re The Pussycats, and we’re here to cool ass music and fuck your moms!” PJ practically yells into the microphone, making both Hazel’s and Josie’s eyes go wide.

Okay, so, maybe that 75% chance was actually a 100% chance. Hazel looks out at the party-goers, letting out a breath of relief as she hears some of them yell out and cheer in approval.

“Fuck yeah!” She hears some frat boy yell out among the other few cheers, and turns to see PJ looking at her expectantly, clearly expecting Hazel to start playing already. Taking a deep breath, Hazel holds up her drumsticks above her head, ready to start playing.

“One! Two! Three! Four!” She yells out as loud as she can, and then her sticks come crashing down as she begins playing, marking the official start of their first ever party gig.

“Dude, where the fuck is Hazel?” PJ asks as her and Josie wander through the party, looking for their friend, who had disappeared a little bit after the gig after telling them she was going to go grab a drink.

Their set had luckily been a huge hit, most of the people in the backyard jamming out to the songs, regardless of the fact that they pretty much knew none of the songs besides the couple covers they performed. Sure, most of them were probably shit-faced, but as PJ put it afterwards: “Josie who the fuck cares if their drunk? They loved us!” Hazel sort of agreed with PJ on that. Definitely not fully, as she didn’t want people dying of alcohol poisoning or anything, but technically PJ was right about them loving the set, so that had to count for something.

Scott had even come up to them after, patting them on the backs excitedly, clearly drunk, but was rambling on and on about how good they were, and he never doubted them (that was definitely a lie), and how they needed to play at more of his and his friends' parties in the future. PJ immediately said yes, and when she began talking to Scott and the people that were around who were congratulating the three of them on their set, eager to gain popularity points, Hazel quickly grew bored, and had said she was going to grab a drink before heading off towards the door back inside to the kitchen.

She had meant to head back to Josie and PJ. Honestly, she had. But while she was grabbing a drink, this really hot girl had come up to her, and Hazel wasn’t a dumbass, so naturally she kept the conversation going.

“I like your ears.” the girl had said as she walked up to the kitchen counter Hazel was leaning against. Hazel looked up and blinked a few times, looking around her to see if she was talking to someone else.

“Are you talking about me?” Hazel asks with a bit of dumbfounded look as she glances back at the girl, admiring her goddess braids and how they framed her face.

“I mean you’re the only one here wearing cat ears, aren’t you?” The girl asks with a grin. “I’m Leah. I liked your band, you guys were really good.” She says as she leans against the counter next to Hazel.

“Oh, thanks! The cat ears were my idea, cause our band is called The Pussycats. I figured it would be fun.” Hazel says with an excited grin. “I’m Hazel.”

“You a fan of cats then?” Leah says with a flirtatious grin as she subtly checks Hazel out, and Hazel’s mind goes a bit blank, especially since Leah was a few inches taller than her and was very hot.

“And women.” Hazel immediately responds without thinking, eyes going wide a bit when she realizes what she says, and Leah just laughs at her response.

“That makes two of us then.” Leah says with a grin as she gives Hazel a flirtatious look, which makes Hazel’s brain short circuit a bit as she processes Leah’s sentence.

“Oh, cool.” Hazel says as she nods her head, trying to act nonchalant.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Leah asks as she looks over at Hazel.

“Nope, no girlfriend.” Hazel says as she shakes her head. “Do you?”

“I wouldn’t be flirting with you if I had a girlfriend, Hazel.” Leah says as she laughs and rolls her eyes playfully, as Hazel’s eyes go wide as she takes a sip of her drink, mentally saying fuck it and taking a chance.

“Oh. Wanna make out then?” Hazel says as she shoots her shot, raising her eyebrows as she looks at Leah, who laughs a bit at Hazel’s boldness.

“I mean since you asked so nicely.” Leah says as she laughs and rolls her eyes playfully, and Hazel chugs the rest of her drink before following Leah to a quieter spot of the party.

“Hazel, what the fuck? We’ve been looking for you everywhere!” PJ yells as she throws open the door to the bathroom and finds Hazel making out with some girl PJ had never seen.

“Oh my god!” Josie exclaims as she immediately turns around at the sight of Hazel’s hand up the other girl’s shirt.

“Jesus! I- Fuck PJ, I’m a little busy right now.” Hazel says as she jumps a bit at the door being thrown open and gives PJ an annoyed look.

“Oh really? I couldn’t tell.” PJ says sarcastically as she rolls her eyes, and Hazel just rolls her eyes in annoyance as she steps back from Leah.

“Leah, these are my friends PJ and Josie, guys this is Leah.” Hazel says as her cheeks turn a bit pink and she gestures at everyone.

“Where the fuck have you been? You’ve been gone for like an hour!” PJ says as she glares at Hazel.

“Oh, I was talking with Leah.” Hazel says as she smiles.

“Yeah, I’m sure that was a real engaging conversation.” PJ says as she rolls her eyes sarcastically.

“Sort of, if you count talking about the cat ears and making out as being engaging.” Hazel says as she shrugs.

“I was being sarcastic, dumbass! Jesus! If you’re done shoving your tongue down her throat can we go now?” PJ says with an annoyed tone.

“Yeah, yup, totally, be right there.” Hazel says as she nods her head quickly. “I’ll um, I’ll see you around.” She says as she awkwardly waves bye to Leah before following PJ and Josie towards the front door.

“How are you always getting with girls?” Josie asks as she gives Hazel a bewildered look. “It’s like you have a superpower or something!”

“I dunno, maybe girls like hearing about my science facts? I actually scored a date with a girl one time because I was explaining the different kinds of moss.” Hazel says as she shrugs.

“Seriously? You got a girl to go out with you because you were talking about moss?” PJ says as she gives Hazel a look of disbelief.

“Yeah. Can’t say I blame her either, if a girl told me about moss I’d want to date her too.” Hazel says as she nods her head, and PJ just rolls her eyes.

“Do you use that move a lot?” Josie asks as she gives Hazel a confused look.

“Maybe? I dunno.” Hazel says as she shrugs.

“How successful is it?” Josie asks, clearly debating if that was a useful strategy as they all start walking down the street, away from the party and back to their dorms.

“I mean I’d say pretty successful. I mean it’s a very interesting topic. Like there’s a lot of different types, and it’s very interesting too when you look into its history and how long it’s been around. And it’s useful for survival too if you’re lost, like in that one Spongebob episode. That’s actually what got me interested in moss, because it looked cool and I wanted to see if it was true so I had my mom take me to the library and-” Hazel says as she begins rambling about moss and all her knowledge about it, before PJ interrupts her.

“Oh my god, we get it! You like moss! Would you just shut up for one second?” PJ says as she rolls her eyes with irritation and annoyance.

“What’s wrong with me talking about moss? I let you talk about your stupid celebrity crushes, even though you have no chance with them! You never shut up about it! Why can’t I talk about something I like?” Hazel says with an irritated tone as she glares at PJ as they reach a crosswalk.

“Because my topic is actually interesting!” PJ says as she rolls her eyes.

“I mean not really.” Josie says as she gives PJ a judgemental look.

“Your obsession with Megan Fox is not interesting! First of all, she’s not even into girls, second, even if she was, she wouldn’t go for you!” Hazel says as she glares at PJ as they start crossing the street.

“Oh my god! Sorry I like talking about hot women! You don’t see me complaining when you talk about girls you find hot!” PJ says defensively as she scowls and throws her arms up in the air.

“Yes you do! You literally always complain whenever I mention my love life at all!” Hazel retorts as she glares at PJ, clearly pissed off. “I mean, even tonight, you just had to track me down and pull me away from-” She starts to fire back, but before she can finish Josie cuts her off.

“Guys oh my god!” She screams as she tries to pull PJ and Hazel back in the middle of the crosswalk as a car comes to a screeching halt in front of them, the headlights beaming straight into their eyes. They all let out screams as the car stops, the driver in the car staring at them for a second from the driver’s seat as he catches his breath. As Josie freaks out and tries to calm herself down, PJ immediately storms over to the driver’s window to yell at him as Hazel just stands there, a bit in shock, as she tries to process what just happened. As she goes to comfort Josie, she can hear PJ yelling at the dude once he rolls down his window. After a few minutes, once Josie had calmed down a bit, Hazel can overhear PJ ringing out the driver, who was now out of the car and trying to get her to calm down, and Hazel’s eyes go wide as she recognizes the guy.

“Oh my god! You’re Wyatt Frame!” Hazel yells out, as she immediately recognizes the music producer as he talks to PJ.

“Yes, I- Would you keep your voice down?” He asks as he gives her a look before glancing around to see if anyone else was outside. “Look, this was all a big misunderstanding, no one got hurt, so if we could just-” He starts to say, before PJ cuts him off.

“No one got hurt? Speak for yourself asshole! You weren’t the one that almost died! For all you know this near death experience could cause the three of us to need years of therapy! Years! So you better be ready to pay up and-” PJ starts to say as she continues yelling, before Hazel cuts in.

“Woah, woah, woah! It’s okay! We’re fine! We don’t need therapy!” Hazel says as she runs over and interrupts PJ, immediately taking an insane risk by what she was about to say. “However, instead of paying for therapy bills, you could sit down with us and teach us how to get a record deal or something! Or like listen to us play and talk with your record label or something?” Hazel asks as she looks at Wyatt.

“I’m sorry, you’re all in a band?” Wyatt says as he stops for a moment and looks at the three of them, an obscure expression on his face.

“Yeah, we’re called The Pussycats, and we just finished a fucking gig before you tried to kill us, asshole!” PJ says as she glares at him, clearly not caring he worked for a major record label.

“Is it just the three of you?” Wyatt asks as he looks at all of them, an unreadable expression on his face, though it was clear he was thinking about something in his head.

“Yeah?” PJ says sassily as she gives him a look, and he nods for a moment before he speaks again.

“Do you girls know any restaurants open right now? It would be on me, as an apology for my driving, and also to discuss your little, um… “Pussycats” band, a bit more if that’s alright with you.” Wyatt says as he takes off his glasses to clean them on his suit as he talks.

“Wait, actually? Like just to hear more about it? Or to-” Hazel starts to say as her eyes go wide with excitement.

“I mean-” Wyatt says as he cuts her off. “That I am in need of some new talent, and I am open to considering you three for a record deal.”

i saw a pic of Ruby Cruz in front of a bunch of moss and it made me think of Hazel and how her having moss as a special interest just makes sense, idk don't ask. dividers from @saradika and @animatedglittergraphics-n-more graphic made by me lol

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phobiaoftickles · 10 months

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Older brothers Vs. younger brothers

Summary: I accutally don’t have anything for this.

“Oh please, everyone knows older brothers are better at tickling their younger brothers.” Raph piped up, after Mikey was talking about him and Donnie were the better lers. Against Donatello’s will.

The purple turtle was just minding his business, creating a new tech, until he heard his fellow youngest brother say something about tickling. In Donnie’s case, he hates being tickled, and anything that has to do with tickling, so does Leo, but he rather tickle people than be tickled. And if Michaleangelo mentions anything about tickling, he was obviously in a lee mood, or ler mood, whatever he wants.

Donnie didn’t want to join in, but he was forced to, because no matter how long he hides or where he hides, some turtle (Leo mostly) would catch him and tickle him to peices for not joining in the game. Leo wouldn’t want to join either if he was bad at being a ler, but he’s not, so he played along too, just to tickle a specific turtle who needs to be taken down a peg or two.

“Oh, yeah, Raph? I bet you and Leo don’t have anything on me and Donnie.” The orange ninja turtle put his arm around his older brother, patting Donnie’s chest.

“Uh, what? I didn’t say anything like that, don’t believe a word-“ The purple ninja turtle pushed him away, only to be interrupted by Mikey.

“Yeah! In fact, we’re so confident that we can take you two on in a tickle fight! Winner gets served hand and feet for 2 months, while the losers have to do anything the winners say! We have our selves a deal?” Mikey put his arm out waiting for the oldest one to shake it, and he did.

“Oh, you bet we do. I’ll set a timer for 10 minutes, you guys hide, and we’ll seek, best man wins.” Raph borrowed Donnie’s phone and set a timer.

They all scattered like they just found out there were three more slices left of the pizza. It was chaos, but chaos that Mikey and Raph loves.

“Heheheh, this is fun don’t cha think, D?” Mikey snuck up behind him, startling the other.

“Mikey?! Wha-? Where did you-? Ugh, go some where else, I’m not trying to get caught.” He pushed the other, trying to take the hint.

“Why?! I love you, Donnie, trust bro, we won’t get caught.”

“Found you~.” They heard an all too familiar voice sounding behind them, it was their oldest brother, OF COURSE it was their oldest brother, he was always good at this game. This made Donnie run faster than before, Mikey was loosing him, then all of a sudden the purple brother heard the youngest one’s laughter. “Shit, he’s been caught.”

“Hahhahahahahah, Raph!! Plehehehheheehhease!!” Mikey tried, but not hard enought, to push the red’s hands away from his hips.

“Oh please, don’t act like you’re not enjoying this. Everytime you initiate a tickle fight you’re always in a lee mood, dragging your other brother’s into it, shouldn’t this be your punishment? Knowing Donnie and Leo hates being tickled?” Raph obviously doesn’t care about that, but Mikey thought he meant every word, and teared up.

“I-I’m sorry… I should know better, huh? I should never had dragged them in it.”

Raph stopped his torment, leaned down and kissed his forehead, “Nonono, this is not your fault. And they know it, you’re in a lee mood and need help. Thank god your oldest brother is here to help you out!” He then tickled his inner thighs.

“Ahhahahahhhahhahahaah!!! Rhahahahahph!! Gahahahahhahahahaod.”

~Timeskip to Donnie and Leo~

Donnie was looking all around him, up, down, left, right, 90, 180, 360, his eyes were everywhere. Trying to find that little blue mask just gliding in the air. But he found nothing, so he thought he was jn the clear, until…

“Wow, D, I thought you would’ve hid better than that, not in plain sight. Did Mikey’s game ever teach you a lesson? Well, now I gotta teach you a lesson.” Where was he? Donnie scoped everywhere again, double, triple, quadruple, still none. And oh no, was Leo in a ler mood?! He fucking was. Just his luck, now he’s really gotta go. The thoughts in his mind stopped racing when Leo swooped down from the sewer’s cieling and pounced on his twin brother’s back.

“GaH!” Donnie plumpeted to the ground with a hard thud and a mischevious blue ninja turtle on his shell. Leo sat some what up to where he was croutching just to twist his little brother to where Leo was on his plastron.

They fought, and boy did Donnie put up a fight. He swung his free hand around to squeeze at his older brother’s side. “Ahhahahaha, Donnie, quhuhuhuit. It. So now you’re putting up a fight, huh?” Leo grabbed his arm, and pinned them both above his head. “No where to go, Dee, you’re stuck with me.”

“Come… come on.” Donnie choked up. “We can talk about this, right? You’re my older twin brother, we suppose to have each other’s backs. They call us the Disaster twins for a reason. What do you say? We tag team up and get Mikey and Raph, huh?”

“Ohhh, please. Would you quit your blabbering? I enjoy tickling you because you put up a fight, and you have the best reactions. So lay there and take the ticklessss.” Leo paused for a second to let Donnie plead his way out, then he struck.

“Nononono, Leo! Leon!!! Brother!!! Please don’t tickle me, I’m serious stop-“

“‘I’m serious, stop Leon!’ Hahaha, you’re pleads mean nothing to me.” And then he dove straight to the armpits.

Donnie arched his back, “SHIT! Stahahahahp! Stop! Leo! Plehehehehase!”

“No can do little brother, Me and Raph is gonna win this challenge, and there is NOTHING you can do about it.”

“Yohohohou guys always win! Whyhyhyhy can’t youhuhuhu give us a chahhahaahnce?” Donnie started withering around, trying in his power, to not stop fighting back.

“Well, I’m sorry, I’m not gonna let you tickle me, DonTron,” leo drilled into his ribs now.

“Ehehehexactly! Wehehehe can just forfeit, and nohohohobody has to get tihihihihickled!” The purple ninja turtle would lean to the opposite side of the blue ninja turtle’s finger, but then he would just retract his finger and go the direction Donnie was leaned too, and make it a pattern to where he was a floppy mess.

“Your just shit out of luck, huh? Because I’m in a ler mood, and I need somebody to help me.” Leo stopped tickling his younger brother, for now.

“Shit, I knew you fucking were! I should’ve just hung out with April today! Damn it! Stop! Leo! Fucking cut it out!” Donnie started writhering even more, arching his back, kicking his legs, trying to pull down his arms, but nothing seem to work. Leo placed both hands on either side of his hips and tapped on them, like he was waiting for something.

Donnie looked down, and he realized he was fucked, pretty bad. “No! Please… please, Leo! Not there, I’m begging you. I’m actually serious right now.”

He looked down at the wriggily mess, and laughed. “Umm, A. This is not your worst spot, it’s your shell, but I’m not a dick so I’m not gonna tickle you there. And 2. … actually I have nothing, so I’m just gonna tickle you.” And he did.

Then, Donnie’s hips being his second worst spot, made his brain click, Donnie had his extended arms he can extend out of his shell, so he’s gotta use it to survive, right? And no brother of his will tell him it’s cheating, it’s a defense mode of course.

Leo realized what Donnie was doing, and started to panick. “Donnie! Put your metal arms away right NOW!!” He screamed as he was picked up in the air by his arms stretched above his head. “NO! PLEASE!! TRUCE?! PLEASE TRUCE ME DONNIE!! I WON’T EVER TICKLE YOU EVER AGAIN!! I PROMISE!! STOP!”

“Sorry dear brother, a turtle’s gotta do what a turtle’s gotta do, am I right Leon?”Donnie’s other arms tickled at his sides, ribs, stomach, thighs, armpits, neck. I mean they were everywhere on this poor teen.

“AHAHHAHAHAAHAH STOP DONNIE PLEASE!! THIHIHIHIS IS CHEHEHEHEATING!! RAHAHHAHAHAPH!! RAPH COME HEHEHEHEHELP ME OUT!! DOHOHONNIE’S CHEATING!”

“Alls fair in a game of tickles.”

Did the little brothers win? Or did the older brothers win? We’ll never know. What we do know was, Raph in fact did not help Leo in his struggles, and Donnie got his revenge.

#tickle content #tickle fluff #tickle #tickle fic #tickle scenarios #rottmnt #rottmnt tickle

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i-am-tiny-sun · 1 year

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Here’s another old work!

Categories: 💫 (old work!); 🔪 (dark content!); 🚞 (smut, thirst train!); 🚺 (fem reader!); 🎐(multi character!)

Tw: femdom (blasphemy! oh no!) kidnapping kink/roleplay, manhandling, bondage, pegging (you’re going to jail!), light degradation, bite kink, chasing, cumming untouched, hair pulling, dacryphilia, and fingering

Disclaimer: This was written with the intent of having consenting parties! If you are a minor, ageless/blank blog, or simply uncomfortable with this content, this isn’t for you! You know how to get off the Thirst Train.

Kidnapping Kink

• Seishu definitely has this kink, and he loves to be chased. The adrenaline running through his veins when you give him a 5 second head start to run like a bat outta hell, the thrill of knowing what happens when you catch him, it’s all gonna rile sweet bby Inui up. He knows you’ll catch him soon, he knows fully well that he’ll be found, but can he help it?

Absolutely not, and he thinks hiding under the bed is a good idea? I really hope he doesn’t think this in the event of an actual attempt. ANYWAY he makes the cutest little squeaking noise when you eventually find him and tie him up, and he loves when you tease and degrade him for not being able to escape in time.

How could he not manage to escape? Doesn’t he know that he has to run? At least struggle a little bit. Or is he too much of a helpless, cute little bunny to do that? No, struggling would be futile for a helpless bunny to do. There’s a safe word of course, but he won’t use it because he loves when you toss him around a bit and tear his clothes off.

Something about y’all being feral drives him crazy 🫢 Will almost cum when you bite his inner thighs alone, but he tries to hold it in when he feels your hand lightly squeeze his pretty neck and your other fingers entering his mouth.

He’s not gonna think twice about sucking on them, and best believe he’s gonna become a mess when y’all finally fill his tight little hole with them 🥺 will cum hard as a result, but he will ask for more, so we give him more by replacing our fingers with a vibrator. Loves the stretch that comes with it and he will cry if you use the thicker ones.

• Contrary to belief that the Haitanis are dominant, they’re actually not, especially in this case. However, Ran’s the one of the two who has a kidnapping kink. And he doesn’t even try to hide it either, is not scared to admit it at all to anyone who asks him, cause he knows he’s getting fucked good. Rindou sometimes calls him a mongrel for it, knowing damn well he’s in one of these categories 🤦🏻‍♀️ shut tf up Rin-

ANYWAY this was totally something Ran thought up while he and Sanzu were kidnapping some guy who owed Kakucho money? He sorta brought it up as a “hey what if we tried this out” type of conversation, but he doesn’t expect you to actually follow through with it THEE next day while he’s leaving work.

He went to greet you on his way to the car but that’s what got him tied up in the backseat with tape covering his mouth. Instead of being upset, he’s excited and painfully hard in his pants. When y’all get home, he very half heartedly struggles but you can tell he’s smiling under the tape.

He likes when you slowly remove all of his clothes and toss him onto your shared bed, he loves when you tease his tight hole before filling it with his favorite strap. Loves when you pull his braids back while you fuck him to the point of tears (dO NOT RIP HIS HAIR OUT MY GD-)

• Like wee Inui up there, Kakucho loves being chased. He made it a game, wherever you catch him is where he gets fucked. Don’t underestimate him, he is apart of Bonten after all, so I’d assume that he’d need to be essentially a ninja (no, they blended in with the crowd, so don’t ask me).

Bby Kaku makes it as far as the garden before you catch him 👀 it’s a vast and very large garden, so if anyone hears him, they won’t be able to pinpoint exactly where it’s coming from. It doesn’t help that the Haitanis live nearby and they know what their colleague sounds like.

Poor, sweet Kakucho. Couldn’t even run away from somebody who could easily overpower him and corrupt him (huehuehue). How weak is he? He’s so pretty when he struggles, really he is! His shirt rides up and exposes his cute little nipples, hard and sensitive.

Will squeak if you very lightly bite one or start sucking on it. That’s enough to make him stop struggling and fall limp. He’s already moaning from that alone, imagine when y’all remove his sweatpants and start to work his hole with your tongue.

He loves to have his thighs squeezed while you tease him, but he never expects to feel a stretch from the strap, no matter how many times y’all have done it 🫢

Strong s/o

• Chifuyu loves to be manhandled and overpowered by you, and he’ll sometimes instigate a play fight to make that happen. He’s like a little cat that hunts you around the house before latching onto your ankles, he’s a mischievous little sir. Little Fuyu has sensitive thighs though, so squeezing them even a little bit is enough to subdue him.

He loves it, trust me, he said so- anyway he quickly goes quiet in an attempt to silence his cute little cry so he doesn’t seem affected by it. But we all know the truth 👀 bby Chifuyu’s a sensitive thigh having little kitten who squeals when you take hold of them. His cute dick jumps when you pin him down and bite his neck because he knows what comes with it- y’all he’s adorable.

Chifuyu’s definitely prone to cumming untouched if you only tease him, especially his thighs. He’ll squirm a bit but he’s not able to resist cause his thigh sensitivity makes him weak 🥺 his pretty eyes are full of tears because you just won’t touch him where he needs you, and his poor reddening cock aches from the lack of direct attention. Finally cums with a final bite to his inner thigh, will make a high pitched cry when he does it.

• Both of the Kawatas are on this list, but bby Souya is the type that wants to be overpowered for a change. He’s used to being strong with his brother, so he enjoys when you pin him down and make it hard for him to struggle 😭 poor baby just wants to be dominated, he’s a major sub.

Souya loves it when you bite him too, so very gently bite his nipple and he’ll moan like he’s about to cry. He might as well be too since he’s so sensitive when he’s touched. Degrade him a little bit too, he’s fine with it as long as you don’t go too far.

Is little Souya that sensitive? So sensitive that he whines like a wee bitch in heat? If that’s the case, then that’s the only sound you wanna hear right now. This little sweetheart is in tears in a good way when you start sucking his leaking dick the first time, but he’s overstimulated to the point of meaningless babbling if you keep sucking after he came.

It’s entirely possible to turn him dumb from this alone, but he’s gonna scream when you slide your strap inside and bite his neck while you fuck him. Will sob if you add stimulation to his puffy and sensitive little nipples, and the face he makes is to die for 🥺 Souya’s adorable and I’ll die on this hill-

• This is the perfect time to say that Takemichi likes a strong s/o. It hits different when you dominate him cause he knows you’re not out to kill him. Like Chifuyu, he sometimes instigates a play fight just because he enjoys it when you tussle with him a little bit and throw him around (on a SOFT SURFACE because we’re not trying to kill him-).

Takemichi’s touch starved as all hell and Satan’s engorged sack, so he doesn’t really know what to do with himself when you take him down. He’s almost got permanent blue balls since he knows his hand won’t be enough 🫢 poor boy, so desperate for any form of physical affection that he’ll take anything!

He’s completely down for having his hole stretched and filled out by that thick strap you have in a nice box under the bed. He’s totally fine with you pulling his hair either while you fuck him from behind or when you make him ride the strap, will call himself your pretty little slut if you ask him to.

Will actually be disappointed if you don’t cause he wants you to claim him 🥺 he’ll cum especially hard if you only squeeze them a little bit, and tears streak his face. Takemichi’s not called a crybaby for nothing, is he?

BOTH

• Rindou, the one who calls his brother a mongrel for having a kidnapping kink, is someone who likes having a stronger than him s/o that’s capable of kidnapping him. He won’t ask you to try it out since he’s adamant that he doesn’t have the same kink, but we know better.

This cutie doesn’t expect it when you suddenly snatch him from the street and tie him up. Initially freaks out when he’s shoved into the car, but calms down once he realizes it’s you and not some guy wanting revenge on Bonten for ruining his life. Rinnie thinks you don’t notice the front of his pants becoming tighter 👀 mf you can’t lie? We caught you??

He is a whole gremlin, that much is true after we saw his “we don’t talk about Bruno” head ass in that one panel, but he’s a gremlin who loves to get fucked hard. He struggles a bit on the way into the house, but he doesn’t do very well cause he secretly enjoys this a lot… what’s this?

Rindou, we thought you didn’t like the idea of being abducted? Why are you hard? Sounds a bit like you’re a liar. Call him out on it while you choke him and plus his hole with a vibrator. Poor Rindou, too shy to admit that he loves being dominated! Too proud to admit that he’s a bitch in heat when he’s snatched randomly by his s/o, who’s stronger than him!

Well, at least he won’t be talking now since he’s too busy sobbing and babbling from the overwhelming pleasure. His dick is red and sore from the amount of cum that shot out of him, but he doesn’t stop until he’s passed out.

• Nahoya’s not shy about admitting what he likes, and he likes a s/o that can subdue him enough to kidnap him and take him down. Like Kakucho and Inui, he enjoys being chased, but he actually likes to be tackled? I’m pretty sure he has a pain kink or something like Hanma, who has an impact play kink and knife kink.

His kink isn’t as extreme as Shuji’s but he won’t complain if he ends up with a scraped knee or something when you eventually catch him. Intentionally runs slower for you to catch him, really does not try much at all to get away when being chased. Nahoya also agrees to be fucked where you catch him, and you just happen to tackle him in the living room.

Dragging him by the ankles to the bedroom, he’s giggling cause he’s excited. He only struggles when you tie him up, but he’s weak to having his hair pulled and choked. Bby Hoya makes the most wanton noises ever when you do those two things alone, but he’s a screamer and a creamer when you plug him up with your fingers.

Actually whines when you pull them out, only to replace them with your tongue, then he’s happy again. Cries when you slip it in deep enough to hit his prostate, then he falls asleep immediately after cumming for the 5th time.

#💫: old work!#🔪: dark content!#🚞: smut! (thirst train)#🎐: multi character!#🚺: fem reader!#i had a heart attack while remaking this y’all have no idea #my writing’s been shabby since i accidentally yeeted my old blog #pls accept this as an apology for the next bullshit i’m gonna post that’s new #sub tokrev

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echantedtoon · 6 months

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Hanging Out

Espio x Rouge

The calming atmosphere of the forest was one he usually found his favorite. Even if that meant being alone for a while. Meditation was a nice get away from the crazy antics of Charmy and Victor. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Letting the serene landscape around him flow. "Well. Hel-lo, cutie.~" He groaned and mentally face palmed himself. Here we go again. "Do you not have anything better to do than bug me when I'm trying to concentrate on inner peace?" His yellow eyes slowly opened and stared at the intruder of his free time. The bat let out a feminine giggle. "Not at the moment, chameleon boy." He sighed and rolled his eyes. "And what must be so important that you would bother me THIS time? Was knuckles too busy?" She shrugged. "Nothing really. Just bored. And while Knuxy is a hoot to rile up, you're actually more of a challenge." He groaned. This had been going on for some time now. Ever since the Chaotic's Detective Agency and G.U.N had worked on the same case a while back. What she found so apealling about bothering him he'd never know. "Well, when you live with a loud mouthed crocodile and hyper child, you have to have patience. It comes with being a ninja....And I have no desire to be your entertainment. Have a nice day." Instead of taking the hint like he hoped, she only chuckled and shuffled to get a more comfortable sitting position on the branch she hung off of and flashed her blue eyes at him. "Oh, like you have anything else to do either. Sitting upside down from a tree in the middle of nowhere." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He wasn't about to let her get him this quickly. He was better than that. "We ALL have different ways of dealing with stress. Meditation is one way I find inner peace. I would appreciate it if you wouldn't slander the art my ancestors' perfected." "Then you won't mind if I hang around for a little bit." He rose a brow. "YOU wish to meditate with me?" She shrugged. "Sure. Why not? Some of the best ways to spy is just do nothing and listen." He rolled his eyes but closed them and resumed the calming position. He wasn't sure whether or not she would really keep her word, but he was curious to see if she could actually do it. It wasn't long before the peaceful state found him again. With the gentle swaying of the tree and peaceful breeze, inner peace came fast. This is what he loved, and what he hated having interrupted. The stress melted away into what was similar to a dreamless slumber. It felt nice to not- Wait. What was that?

He slowly opened one eye to peer at the object poking his chest. Assuming it was just a stray branch or insect. But both eyes shot open and any sleepy feeling was dashed away at the sight of a gloved hand placed directly on his chest. Right next to the peach colored birthmark. Her face was closer scrunched up as if she was carefully examining a crime scene. He sat there frozen. What was he supposed to do? Yell at her? Tell her to get off him? After what seemed like an eternity of just staring and freezing, she slowly looked up to meet his eyes. She must've seen the shock in his eyes because she smirked and chuckled not a moment later. "Sorry, Sweetie. I couldn't help but notice your cute little chest mark here~," she purred with a wink. He gulped down the lump in his throat he didn't know he had and slightly leaned away when she leaned closer. Eyes widening. She chuckled. "And you know hearts are my favorite shape.~" She didn't even flinch when he finally pushed her hand away. His face went red as she laughed. "That w-was a personal invasion of boundaries and breaking of trust!" "Oh, c'mon! I only wanted to get a closer look at it.~" He sputtered. "Now, I know w-why Knuckles gets so frustrated! Flirts! Touching! Invasion of privacy! Why not just go on a date now and save me the trouble?!" "Ooh.~ What a splendid idea.~" He froze. "What?" She dropped from the branch she was hanging on too to swoop up a moment later with her wings. Still close. "I'll drop by later. Hope you're ready for a real fun time.~" Two hands grabbed onto the sides of his head as she planted a quick kiss to his horn. He froze and his whole body became one with the surroundings. She chuckled at his response and winked. "I'll see you later, Heart Boy.~" He remained frozen and invisible as she winged it through the sky out of sight. He stayed like that for a moment before groaning and face palming himself. How does he get himself into these things?

#sonic the hedgehog #rouge the bat #espio the chameleon

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turtle-babe83 · 2 years

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Hello can you please write 16, 71 and 94 with reader who is teasing/seducing Leo?

You got it sweetheart 💙 Love the prompts!

Testing His Limits

Leo x F!Reader

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

Oh, but it was a rare occasion for the steadfast, rule abiding leader of ninjas to find himself in the ha’shi. In fact, he was there only to punish himself. He had made a call earlier that night that had resulted in Mikey getting injured. And while the injury itself was mild, Leo couldn’t forgive himself for making a poor decision that his baby brother paid for with blood.

Mikey had reassured him many times over the last several hours that he was fine, already healing thanks to the mutagen in his system. But Leo was determined to see it through. Donnie shrugged it off, but after a while, even he had to agree it was getting ridiculous. Raph had tried to convince him to quit, and when Leo growled at him, the big bara was done. Pulling out his phone, he pulled up your name and hit dial.

“Y/n, we need ya ta talk some sense inta Leo.”

So, that’s how you found yourself in just a robe, waltzing into the ha’shi with a swing in your hips and the wet glimmer of anticipation already rolling down your inner thighs. Leo looked over at you in surprise. He was quite a sight, legs in splits, balancing eggs, you had heard of the punishments inflicted in this room, but never had you witnessed any of it.

“So, they thought they could use you against me, huh?” he muttered, then raising his voice, he called, “Guys, I'm in the zone. There's literally nothing that could break me right now.”

With a smirk, you untied the robe, letting it fall open to expose your naked body. Leo’s legs quivered and he nearly lost an egg.

“Starting to break.”

You could see him steeling himself, the resolve in his eyes a direct challenge now, one that you had to answer. Taking another step closer, your hands came up to palm and squeeze your breasts. Your nimble fingers twisted and pulled at your taut nipples, and you didn’t hold back your moans. He attempted to close his eyes, but his balance started to waver with nothing to focus on. So his eyes snapped open just in time to see your hands sliding down your torso, squeezing your own hips. He wanted to look away, but you held him captive as your hands reached the apex of your thighs. The fingers of one hand spread your labia and your middle finger rubbed circles on your clit. The other hand sought refuge lower, slipping into your entrance and plunging as deep as your fingers allowed. Leo swallowed hard as the wet sounds of your fingers working in and out of your cunt filled the room. You threw your head back, panting and making the most sinful little noises as you brought yourself closer to climax. The scent of your arousal wafted through the air, making his mouth water for a taste. That’s when the first egg fell.

Shocked at the splat on the floor before him, Leo’s legendary concentration was shaking. When his eyes flicked back up at you, he was wary of the smirk you directed at him. Taking a few steps closer, you slid your dripping fingers from your heated core, bringing them close to his snout.

“Is this what you want?” you asked, coyly.

His answer was an increase in heavy breathing. His tongue snaked out to lick at your juice drenched digits, but you had anticipated the move and jerked back. Wiggling your eyebrows at him, you allowed your own tongue to lick up and down, gathering your own wetness. Then you leaned in, pushing your tongue through his lips. As Leo latched on and sucked your flavor from your tastebuds, the second egg fell to its demise. A frustrated growl rippled up from his throat.

Dropping to your knees, you trailed your hands across his split legs, admiring the taut muscles. Leo tried to give you a warning look, but the last egg, the one balanced on his head, wouldn’t allow for him to look down. You chuckled low, eyeing the considerable bulge that was clearly visible at his crotch. Your hands wrapped around it as best your could with his pants still on, and squeezed. A grunt sounded from above, and encouraged, you placed your mouth over the clothed head, and sucked. Leo’s head fell back and the last egg splattered somewhere behind him.

“Fuck,” he snarled, lust taking over, “now you’re in for it.”

There was no warning. You suddenly found yourself on the ground, back on your crumbled robe, as he wrapped your legs around his neck. His tongue plunged again and again in your slick pussy, groaning at the taste of you and desperate for more. He wouldn’t stop until your thighs quivered and your eyes rolled back. As you recovered from the first orgasm, he was hastily undressing. Within moments, he was on you again, throwing one thigh over his hip to open you up for his intrusion. His cock was rock hard and hot as it slid through your silken folds, and he held nothing back as his hips rocketed against yours. You couldn’t hold back your cries of ecstasy as he fucked you harder and harder on the ha’shi floor. His mouth found yours in a messy kiss with clanking teeth and bit lips. You had never seen Leo so wound up, and dear god in heaven above, it was gloriously sexy and empowering. Knowing you brought him to this state, this big hulking king of a man, was exhilarating. As you came again, your constricting walls ushered in his own release, and he roared his pleasure as churr after churr vibrated his chest.

Once the two of you had calmed from your salacious interlude, Leo checked you for bruises, murmuring about how naughty you were, and how much he loved it. He cleaned you both up and redressed you in your robe, offering to go make some hot tea to take to his room and relax in the afterglow. Mikey came into the kitchen while he steeped the tea, rummaging through the fridge, and Leo made a point to apologize again.

Mikey slapped him on the shoulder, “Hey, don’t worry about it, bruh! My girl came to check on me while you were in the ha’shi with y/n. She’s been ‘taking care’ of me, if you know what I mean. Heh, I should get injured more often.”

The cheerful turtle whistled all the way back to his bedroom, leaving Leo shaking his head.

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chanfictions · 3 years

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Shadow Clones

Part 1 - Chidori

Kakashi x Reader

Here by popular request is the sequel to Chidori.

18+ Content! Minors, DNI!

All of the fun you might imagine one would have in the bedroom with shadow clones. No spoilers this time 🙃.

"Let's play a little game. Can you figure out which of us is the real one?"

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With a yawning sigh, you stretched exaggeratedly, popping your tired back in a few places as you meandered down the hallway leading to your favorite person's apartment. After a long week of back to back missions, you were ready for some leisurely downtime and some much needed stress relief. Prior to your last mission, you had made plans to have dinner with Kakashi at his place tonight. He sounded quite excited about the idea and went on about how he was going to whip up something very special for you. Despite your best attempts at twisting the information out of him with your sexiest interrogation methods, he remained tight-lipped about it, only smirking from behind that damn mask with a coy hint of, "It's a surprise."

You finally reached his door with a wide grin spreading across your face as you flipped his key into your hand and let yourself in. Tucking the little ninja-hound keychain away in your pocket, you pulled the door shut behind you with a solid click. "Kakashi? I'm back!" You called out into the seemingly empty apartment. Confusion washed over you, as there was no delightful scent of dinner brewing in the kitchen, nor was there any sign that he was even home. Wondering if he had been sent on a last minute mission, you kicked off your shoes at the door and took a peek around the eerily quiet apartment. Your heart dropped for a moment, thinking that maybe he just forgot.

As you peered around the frame of the hallway, you yelped in surprise as a pair of arms coiled around your waist, and a familiar voice hummed in your ear, and familiar lips planted a kiss on your temple. "Hi, kitten."

Squeaking still from the shock of being startled, you whirled around and gave him a playful thump to the chest with a half closed fist as a laugh bubbled from your mouth. "Damnit, Kakashi! One of these days you're going to sneak up on me when I'm tired and you're going to end up stabbed."

He smirked down at you, taking hold of your wrist and giving your knuckles a light kiss. "It's cute that you think you're faster than I am," he teased.

"It's cute that you think I'm so delicate that I couldn't take you in a fight," you taunted back playfully, sticking your tongue out at him.

"Are you sure about that?" Kakashi’s voice chirped from behind you, breath fanning your neck as he placed a kiss just below your jaw.

For half a second, you let out a happy little sigh and melted into the touch. He knew what a sucker you were for that. Then your eyes snapped open, staring up at the far-too-smug-looking Kakashi in front of you. Your overly tired brain entirely malfunctioned. That was impossible, because he was behind you. Who was behind you?? With a high squeak, you spun around again, your back pressing firmly against Kakashi’s chest as you jumped back in surprise. It was still Kakashi’s smug mug staring back at you.

"Hi, kitten," the second said with a cool smirk.

Your eyes widened as it dawned on you that your drunken conversation with Jiraiya was about to come back and bite you for a second time. Oh, shit. He didn't forget about that. After your Chidori-fueled night of fun last week, Kakashi hadn't brought up your steamy little comment to that raunchy old smut machine regarding what else could be done with shadow clones outside the field of battle.

The Kakashi behind you curled his arms around your waist, leaning down to nibble at your neck just as the other one had. "Something the matter?" His inquiry floated so casually into your ear as those lips left nips and bites along your neck.

Caught between a nervous squeak and a moan, your brain was struggling to process that he was both kissing and staring smugly at you right now. "Uh, babe? You know I'm not a sensory type," you bit your lip to contain a breathy gasp as the one behind you ran a hand up your torso.

"Your point?" The one in front of you stepped forward, tipping your chin up to kiss you with the same lips you felt on your neck.

Your cheeks burned with a rush of heat over the embarrassing confusion surrounding your current predicament. A fluttering sensation replaced your heart beat, and a needy heat began to soak your panties. This was insane. "I, um, c-caan't -- teh-heelll which of y-you is the clone," you stammered weakly as the one in front of you grazed your inner thigh with his fingers. Hands were everywhere. It was a struggle to discern who they were attached to without looking. From what you could tell, the one kissing your neck slid warm palms up into your shirt while the other casually popped a button on the front of your pants.

"Let's play a little game, then. If you can figure out which of us is the real one, we'll give you a prize," he murmured from behind you as his rough palms slid under your bra.

"--but, there's a little catch. You see, if you can't figure it out, well, we're just going to have to punish you. That shouldn't be a problem, though. Surely a skilled shinobi like you can figure out who your boyfriend is, right?" The one standing in front of you grasped your chin softly, pointing your flushed gaze up at the tilted lips and coolly amused eyes staring back at you.

He planned this, that foxy jerk. You swallowed hard as a confused wave of arousal crashed over your body. Being the center of a Kakashi sandwich left you struggling to gather the words tangled upon your tongue. Your clothes were falling off at an alarming rate and you found yourself slowly being walked into his bedroom between the two of them. As the one behind you left you gasping with playful pulls and pinches of your nipples, the other was making swift work of the various fasteners on your clothes. "Mmm, define… punish," you breathed, biting your lip while running your hands up the solid chest in front of you, nearly losing your train of thought as a hand slid up your thigh, teasing you through your soaked panties. You felt someone's arousal pressing firmly against your ass. They were both solid. Figuring out who was who seemed impossible.

"Hmmm… maybe we won't tell you and that can be a surprise as well," the one in front of you mused, ghosting your throbbing clit through fabric.

"Who knows? It might end up being fun," the other teased, leaving hot kisses along your jaw.

A needy whine escaped your parted lips as you arched your hips into the hand teasing you through that silky material while working on undressing the Kakashi in front of you, tossing things aside as you went. Their combined efforts left you extremely distracted. Two identical pairs of hands roamed your body, caressing every inch of your skin. A little moan hissed through your teeth as one left biting brands on your neck and kneaded your breasts while the other swallowed your breathy sounds in hungry kisses while teasing you mercilessly through your silk panties, leaving your body pulsing with a lusty ache. Their respective arousals jabbed into either side of you, leaving you wiggling your hips suggestively against them to get them to elicit echoing groans. Hearing Kakashi hum in stereo like that was oddly satisfying.

You squeaked in surprise when you suddenly found yourself falling backwards, as the Kakashi behind you had maneuvered you towards the bed while they distracted you with the panty soaking flurry of hands covering your body. Still with that smug smirk plastered to his face, the one in front of you made swift work of the last article of clothing you had left. Shirts flew casually across the room, and you were flipped over to face one of the two smug, foxy bastards. Biting your lip, you slid one hand up his chest while unbuttoning his pants with the other, giving your hips a playful waggle at the Kakashi that was still on his feet.

A chuckle hummed behind you as that Kakashi shed the last of his clothes, pressing a palm on your lower back and sliding fingers through your slick folds. "Did you want something, kitten?" He inquired coolly, a smile curling at the corner of his lips.

A flush crept across your cheeks as the arousal in front of you sprung free from its cloth confines, in disbelief that you were doing something like this. "I--"

He didn't give you a chance to fully answer that and just slid two fingers into your soaking core, leaving you gasping and grinding yourself into his touch while his counterpart took a fistful of your hair, taking control of your head. "Have you figured it out yet?"

Your back arched, and you mewled as the fingers working your throbbing clit brought you ever closer to the edge. The hot knot of light in your core intensified, stealing your ability to concentrate enough to form words. "Nnnnn," you buzzed, trying to collect yourself and failing miserably.

"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that," the voice behind you hummed, now masterfully strumming your clit to a beat that left you gasping for air, stealing your words from you. The only sound you could produce was a quivering whine as his skillful fingertips let up enough just in time to leave you hanging.

With a pathetic whimper, you rolled your hips back into him. "Nnneed more data," you choked out, licking your lips while wrapping your hand around the delicious cock staring you in the face. You swirled your tongue around the tip. Even the taste was real.

They chuckled in unison before delving into your eager body - from behind, sliding achingly slowly into your throbbing core, stretching your walls around a delicious girth, and from the front, pressing your hungry lips down around the meaty arousal that had been twitching in wait by the grip one had on your hair. You groaned loudly around the thickness competing for space in your throat with air as he simultaneously rutted into you from behind. A chorus of contented sounds chimed from all three of you. "Come on, kitten. Surely you have a guess by now," the one behind you murmured huskily as the sound of chirping birds began to echo through the room.

You squealed around the obstruction in your mouth, struggling against the hand pressing your head down as little bolts of lightning struck in thousands of hot, tiny points around your clit, putting a wild arch in your back. You fell down on one elbow, letting out a cry of ecstasy as the surprise onslaught hurled you into oblivion. Your walls clenched and fluttered around the nigh perfect cock railing you from behind. Choking and sputtering, the hand in your hair pulled you up with a lewd pop as the wails of a soul crushing orgasm rang from your chest. A thumb smeared drool across your cheek with quiet laughter vibrating through his body into yours. "Well?"

"Fuuu-huuuck, K-kakaaa-haashiiii!" All you could do was let loose your pleasure-drunk cry into the ceiling as your legs trembled uncontrollably under the electric ministrations that set every nerve in your body ablaze. Muscles contracted involuntarily, leaving you strangling the cock stuffing your soaked pussy with an impossibly tight grip. With a guttural groan, the one behind you dug fingers into your hips roughly, fucking you hard through your unintelligible screaming before abruptly sliding out of you to ease you forward into the waiting grasp of his double like a twisted game of hot potato. You were impaled again, this time by the one beneath you who stifled your surprised moan by pressing your face into his neck. You gasped and stammered at the army of hands moving across your body, still fluttering wildly from that first charged orgasm.

"Do you remember exactly what you told Jiraiya the night you spilled all of your dirty little secrets?" One of them whispered in your ear, though it was difficult to discern the source over your panting.

"Oh, fuck," you whined into the solid chest below you. Of course, you remembered what you told that pervy traitor.

"Say it," they goaded, hands exploring every inch of you while never ceasing the pounding that was sending you into orbit.

You mewled softly, biting your lip to stifle your embarrassment. Heat flushed your cheeks and melded with the broiling sweat that began to slick your body. You wanted to feel both of them inside of your little vice of a pussy. That's what they wanted to hear. They wanted you to tell them that you loved his cock so much that you wanted to be stuffed with it twice. Your face flamed as you struggled to arrange a sentence in your head, but the little tag team duo was making that task incredibly difficult. Hands climbed your front and back, grasping your ass and tangling in your hair. Mouths on your neck, their breathing echoed in surround sound. The cock buried within you left you hungry for more, though you could hardly wrap your preoccupied mind around the logistics. "Please," you breathed against his neck, grinding your hips against his. "I… I want you both -- n-need you both," you whimpered pathetically.

The movements slowed to a halt, leaving you aching for friction as a quiet complaint breezed from your lips. "Such a good girl for us," a voice hummed from behind as you felt another tip sliding through your folds, teasing your already stuffed pussy. The skin strained against the second dribbling tip that was slowly making room for itself as you let out a pained little cry into the solid chest below you. They crooned to and praised you in unison as the second cock slowly worked its way into you. A rush of comforting hands moved across your neck, cradling and kissing your face. Another warm body pressed against you from behind. The beating of their hearts through their chests almost seemed synchronized as the second fully sheathed himself, leaving you moaning and clawing at the chest beneath you, overwhelmed and speechless at the absolute feeling of fullness that was the center of your existence.

"Please," you begged desperately, rolling your hips and hissing a lewd groan into their ears, nipping and biting the shoulder below you, urging them into action. A hand from behind you smothered your own, lacing his fingers around yours as the roller coaster ride of your life began that left you screaming into the abyss.

Two cocks. Two Kakashis. You could barely handle one of him. Seeing double left you drunk on your own cries of ecstasy as they pounded your sopping pussy, threatening to make the bed punch holes in the wall behind the headboard, leaving the frame groaning in protest under the songs of your wails. Your ears rang as the world around you vanished, leaving just you with your game of Guess Who: Kakashi Edition. You had all but thrown that idea out the window as you were now convinced that there had been two of him all along and this was just an elaborate setup. Teeth gnashing, you tangled your fingers into tufts of thick, silver hair as your body shuddered in time with their thrusts. A heat unlike you had ever felt before mounted rapidly in your core, leaving your jaw trembling and toes curling as a raspy hellcry readied itself in your chest. Your walls clenched almost painfully around the pair of cocks fucking the sense out of you. Your clit throbbed. Your thighs ached. That boiling heat built until you unleashed a banshee wail that had to be stifled by one of the four hands climbing your body to spare the neighborhood of the details. You creamed on their cocks, soaking them in your essence as your eyes rolled back into your head, as if your soul just left your body.

"Fuck--" they growled in unison, their grips on your sweat-soaked body tightening as your wrecked little pussy pulsed around them in intense waves. One stifled the chaotic sounds of your release, pressing your face into the neck of his counterpart.

Overstimulated and gasping for air, your hips bucked between them, almost unable to handle the onslaught of pleasure tearing you apart. Your face tingled as every muscle in your body contracted in sync with their motion, leaving you breathless and teetering on the edge of passing out. The sounds of their groaning and hissing your name in stereo filled your head. Lips and teeth grazed your neck as the frenzied pace quickened. You were deaf to the sounds of your own screaming as you flew off into space with them. Two final, wild thrusts tossed your body about like you were nothing but a doll. The moaning cry of overwhelming pleasure that escaped your throat came in unison with the intense heat that filled you as they delved into you to a seemingly impossible depth and painted your insides white.

Time slowed as you struggled to make sense of what your name even was as they rolled to the side with you, murmuring soft hums of praise as they slid carefully from your spent pussy and their collective essence seeped from you. Arms encircled you from both sides, pressing your incredible fatigued body between theirs in a mirrored tangle of limbs as you fought to catch your breath. The panting devolved into little bouts of giggling as you nestled yourself firmly into the delightful embrace of your Kakashi sandwich.

"Well?" They hummed in unison, smirking at you while brushing sweaty hair from your face and rubbing soothing lines up your arms.

"I have noooo idea," you giggled in tired defeat, rolling back slightly to gaze between their mirrored, amused expressions.

A voice from the door cut through the sounds of your panting and giggling gasps of fatigue. "Hi, kitten."

You squeaked in surprise, sitting up abruptly from in between the pair lounging smugly on either side of you. "B-babe?"

With a sly smirk, he unfolded his arms and strode into the room. "So, you started without me, I see."

Your eyes widened and your voice rapidly climbed into a shrill new register. "S-started?" You stammered, eyes rapidly darting between the three of them.

Chuckling in that soft, cool tone, his eyes locked onto yours as he casually unbuttoned his shirt and walked toward you. "That is what I said. You still haven't figured out which of us is the real one, am I correct?"

With wide eyes and another squeaky whine, you swallowed hard and bit your lip in excitement.

You were in for a long night.

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brrahbrrahcharacterimagines · 3 years

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Quickie (Might Guy x Reader) *Smut*

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Might Guy x Reader

Word Count: 2192

Warnings: Alcohol, swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), quickie, dirty talk, praise kink, lots of dirty sex things

A/N: oop and again my thirstiness reaches over 2000 words... enjoy

Your week couldn't have been much worse. You were only assigned low-ranking missions despite your skill. Instead of going off to save the leaf village, you saved a cat from a tree and pulled weeds. It couldn't have gotten much lower than that.

It isn't that you aren't powerful. Your jutsu is on par with the likes of Guy or Kakashi, so you don't know why you drew the short stick this week.

On top of that, on your way home from the store you dropped an armful of groceries and apples rolled across the street in front of a group of civilians. Already not liking to be looked at so often in your uniform, looking clumsy while people watched was somewhat of a final straw. When Kakashi told you he was getting a group together to go out, you didn't hesitate to say yes.

A couple of your colleagues were already at the bar when you got there, but none of your close friends. You made your way to the counter, calling the bartender over.

"Can I get a tequila sunrise? Extra tequila?" You ask the man behind the counter. He chuckles back, nodding and making your drink.

Handing it over to you, the drink doesn't stay in your hand for long. After a while you've had a second, and before you knew it you were ready to hit the dance floor. You glanced back over towards the other Shinobi, seeing Kakashi finally made it. You smiled at him with a little wave before making your way to the floor.

You let the music take hold of your body, the bass becoming your heartbeat as you moved to the rhythm. You didn't mind dancing alone, it was freeing. It was as if you were letting go of all the stresses of the week. You moved your hips back and forth to the beat, flipping your hair every so often. You felt hot.

Guy didn't want to go out tonight. He'd told Kakashi he wasn't feeling it, but Kakashi could be more persistent than just about anyone. All Kakashi had to do was tell Guy that he could outdrink him, and Guy had to show up just to prove him wrong.

Walking in, Guy noticed pretty much everyone was already there. he made his way to Kakashi, taking note of the glass of water in front of him.

"Waiting on me to start our competition?" Asked guy with a confident smile.

"Oh, hey Guy!" Said Kakashi with a wave. While his tone was cheerful, Guy sensed a note of sarcasm underneath. "I guess you'll win tonight, I'm the sober monitor tonight."

Damn it, thought Guy, he got me.

Deciding to enjoy himself anyway, Guy ordered some sake to get started. Looking around, he noticed a member of the party was missing. He knows Kakashi had asked you to come, but when he didn't find you at the table he figured you had decided not to come after all.

That's when he caught a glimpse of (h/c) hair from the dance floor. You were nearly straight in front of him, dancing without a care in the world. You had a smile on your face, lost in the music. Guy couldn't help but stare at you. You looked so...

Youthful.

He had always admired your skills in taijutsu. He liked the fact that you valued it in the same way that he did. Yet, he felt something more than just admiration when he looked at you tonight. Looking at you out on the dance floor, Guy couldn't help but notice just how attractive you were. His eyes made their way up and down the curves of your body, lingering on your chest to admire the fact that you had chosen to wear a low-cut dress tonight.

Lower down, he stared at the way you swung your body to the beat. The way your hips moved were almost sinful.

Guy cleared his throat, turning away. He felt a blush rise to his cheeks, hoping nobody saw in the dim light. Unluckily for him, as soon as he turned away he came face to face with Kakashi.

"See something you like?" He teased. Guy could only feel his blush growing stronger as he tried to stammer out an acceptable response. Kakashi just chuckled at his coworker. "Go say hi. It's not like she's a stranger."

Not one to let Kakashi get the last laugh, Guy decided to actually follow through with his joking advice.

You had no idea how long you had been dancing. The songs flowed one to the next, seamless transitions making sure you would have no idea how many songs passed as you danced the night away.

"May I join you?" Asked a familiar voice, jolting you from your trance.

"Guy!" You exclaimed, turning around to face him. Your breathless smile made his heart skip a beat, but you didn't notice. "I'm glad you made it."

Guy returned your smile, "I didn't know you would be here. I'm happy I was wrong."

You continued moving, more mindful of your colleague in front of you. He was a really good dancer, which wasn't all that surprising. In many ways taijutsu is a dance in itself, and his skill with it could explain his skill in moving his body now.

The two of you danced together, keeping a respectable distance. That was, until, you saw a mischievous glint cross his eye. Guy began walking away, and you had to admit you were sad to see him go. You turned your thoughts back to the song, moving in time to the rhythm as you assumed he walked away. Then you felt them on you.

His hands.

You felt two large hands grab you by the hips. It would have scared you had you not recognized the green sleeves around the wrists.

Your breath caught in your throat, causing a smile to rise to Guy's face even though you couldn't see it. He began moving in time with you, swaying to the beat behind you. He was almost tantalizingly close to you, and you felt your breath get heavier. How had you never noticed him like this before?

The song transitioned to the next, the pace a bit faster. You took a leap of faith.

Leaning forward just enough, you shook your hips from side to side without moving Guy's hands. You felt them grab onto you tighter, only spurring you on as you began to grind against your fellow ninja.

At first you tried to ignore it, but soon it was impossible not to feel his hardening cock against your ass. It would be a lie to say it wasn't only spurring you to continue. It was hard to deny the way his reaction was making you feel, a tingle shooting down to your core.

You had just started to get into it when he used his grip on you to force you upright again.

You felt your heart drop. Maybe you shouldn't have done that.

"Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes." Said Guy into your ear, the roughness of his voice making you lust for the man even more. Admittedly, you watched as he walked away. He winked at you before sauntering off, the muscles on his back defined as he turned away from you.

Five minutes couldn't pass by fast enough.

Guy entered the bathroom, taking a deep breath once he was inside. He didn't know what had come over him, but he needed you. He needed you bad, and he needed you now. His head was spinning just thinking about it, and he'd barely had a cup of sake. The way you felt under his hands, and pressed up against him, was what was making him feel this way.

He was never this needy. Guy was always the one to have this effect on women, never the other way around. Sure, he'd had plenty of experience. But he had never been so desperate for the bathroom door to open and see you standing there.

As the minutes passed, he began to worry if it had been a mistake. What if you weren't coming? You could be with the rest of your friends right now, laughing about what he had just said to you. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind. You weren't like that. Right?

He heard the bathroom door swing open, the quiet click of a lock accompanying its close.

"Hey," you said.

You mentally smacked yourself at your word choice. That's really all you could come up with?

Looking up at Guy, you knew you looked needy. Lust overwhelmed your senses as you took in his strong physique. He made his way towards you, leaning down towards your lips. You eyes fluttered shut.

"Hey," he said. You opened your eyes to see a cocky smile plastered on his face.

"Shut up," you replied, not caring much for his teasing as you smashed your lips to his. As soon as you did he wrapped his arms around you tightly, kissing you back hungrily. You couldn't help but moan into his mouth at the feeling, only spurring him on.

You grabbed at his chest, using a fistful of his uniform to try and pull him even closer to you. His hands wandered lower, pulling up the short skirt of your dress to grope your ass. He growled lowly, kneading at the soft flesh.

Guy's lips moved downwards to the side of your neck, kissing a trail until he found your sweet spot. He stopped, sucking, biting, and kissing as all you could do was moan for him. You knew you would have to explain the hickey to your team later, but right now you didn't care. All you cared about was how good it felt to have Guy's lips on your body.

Your own hands wandered lower on Guy's body, palming his erection through his pants. He wasn't even fully hard yet, and you could feel how big he was. He bucked his hips towards you as you continued jacking him off through the fabric that felt way too thick for your liking.

Guy reached down, and in one swift movement your panties were on the ground. You felt his calloused hands run up your inner thighs, sending a shiver up your spine.

You gasped, feeling his fingers make their way to your soft folds as his lips found their way back to your own

"You're so fucking wet for me baby," he mumbled against you lips, "I bet this is what you wanted, wasn't it?"

You didn't say anything at first, taken by surprise at his dirty talk. It wasn't something you expected out of Guy, but you weren't complaining.

He pushed a finger into your hold, making you moan. You rolled your hips against his hand, practically begging for more. He gave you just that, starting to pump two fingers in and out of your dripping pussy.

"Guy," you moaned. He felt his dick twitch at the way his name fell from your lips. He was sure you'd be the death of him if you kept this up.

"God baby," he said, "you're so tight."

His tongue explored you mouth as he kept fingering you, curling his fingers inside in a way that only made you want him more.

"Turn around for me." You did as he asked, turning around so that your ass was on display for him. You braced your arms on the wall, feeling Guy press himself up behind you. "Good girl," he whispered in your ear.

You heard clothes ruffle as he undressed enough to get his cock out. You barely had any warning before he pulled up your dress and shoved his hard cock into your soaking cunt.

"Fuck Guy!" You gasped. You could feel his thrust falter at your words, only making you more confident. You pushed your hips back towards him. He gave you a moment to regain your breath, pulling out just enough to slam back into you.

He started off hard and fast, and you were already seeing stars. You wouldn't last very long if he kept this up, and you suspected neither would he.

"I'm already so fucking close baby," you groan, "your cock feels so fucking good." He groaned in response, continuing to fuck you until it was all you could think about. With every thrust he hit deep inside of you, making you closer and closer to your release. Your moans grew louder as you felt the pressure build up inside you. "God you're gonna make me cum," you moaned, almost screaming as you hit your high.

Your walls clenched around Guy's dick, pushing him over the edge as he spilled his seed inside of you. You didn't even care that he didn't pull out, too busy riding out your own orgasm.

After a moment, he pulled out of you and re-dressed himself.

"I'll see you around," he said with a wink, leaving you in the bathroom to process what had just happened. You knew this would be far from the last time.

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bellarkeselection · 3 years

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Part 5 - Blue and nightmares

Part 6

We returned to the island to meet Zia and Franklin members of our team. We kept my power a secret. This guy named Ken Wheatley was weird and I didn't trust him. Owen kept me basically almost on his back as we headed to find Blue. We found Blue and I turned into a raptor again. Blue trusted Owen and I but got a sleep dart in her side, swinging her tail she knocked Owen off his feet, quickly he recovers ordering

"I told you to wait for my signal, back your men up right now!"

I launched myself towards a gun aiming a gun at me as other did the same to Blue. The men screamed reaching for their guns.

"No don't...don't shoot them!"

Wheatley ordered but it was no use. Guns went off and Blue went down, I fell back turning into a human, blood staining the inner part of my thighs, my shorts in that area were red.

No!!!

"Wheatley you son of a bitch!" Owen ran up to him but he put a sleep dart in him too, as he fell to the ground I yelled "Owen!"

Zia raised a gun explaining the safety of Blue. I expected Wheatley to drag me off to the lab but I don't think he knew me.

"Get her too!"

He ordered and two men grabbed me. I flight against them trying to get to Owen. My eyes were filled with tears just as a needle goes in my neck, I fall drowsy and knock out cold.

I open my eyes slowly to see Blue struggling in pain, I sit up to see my shirt is torn and I remember I lost the baby. The boat rocked and I'm thrown forward, yet I can't see where I'm heading but hear Zia scream happily.

“Oh my god, you guys are alive!”

I see a blurry Owen raise a finger to lips to be quiet, with ninja like reflexes catching me bridal style.

"Hey babe" he smirks. I sigh and rest against him for a moment. Claire and Franklin enter just as he sits me back on the chair.

"Oh look what they've done to both of you."

Owen mutters in frustrated anger as he calms Blue down. His hands caressing her head gently like when she was in the head brace before we used her to track the Indominus Rex.

They explain that the dinosaurs are going to be sold except for me and Blue. Was I surprised.....answer no!

"We'll be ok, I'm sorry about the baby. I'll be right back." Owen sad cupping my cheeks with his hands kissing me quickly.

"Owen it was my fault, maybe we aren't meant to have kids." I sighed but he used his raptor voice on me.

"It's not. I don't care if we have kids. I just want you Y/N L/N. And when we get out of this mess. Will you marry me?"

He pulled out a golden ring and got down on one knee. My eyes watered and I jumped with joy answering "yes!"

Owen put the ring on my left hand before I pulled his lips to mine, demanding in a Alpha voice. "Come back to me Owen Grady!"

Owen did a military Salute "yes ma'am." before heading out to get the blood with Claire.

They came back safe and sound. I was super tired so I glanced Owen's way, he followed my eyes. Sliding in behind me on the cot, wrapping his arms around me helping me go to sleep fast.

"Stop struggling RH" Dr.Wu orders as I lay on a surgery table.

I spite in his face growling. "You won't take mine and Owen's child!" Dr. Wu came over with a needle of red serum, injecting it in my left arm. Searing pain, almost like contractions shoots through my stomach and tears fall down my face.

"Y/N L/N I created you, so this genetic hybrid is mine." I faught the whole time until a nurse comes in the room, putting on gloves. I instantly feel something coming out as she orders

"You have to push Mrs. Grady!" I didn't want to but it happened anyway. Owen wasn't there and Dr.Wu took our baby.

"Ahh!" I screamed out, sweat running down my body when my heartbeat increases. Owen jumps awake putting his hands over my mouth. Locking my gaze with his deep green eyes, everyone else is still asleep thankfully.

"That'a girl. You're ok Y/N. You're ok." He whispers once I relax, resting my head on his chest, lightly crying as he runs circles on my back "He took it, Owen. He took it"

Owen quizzes in confusion, still drawing circles on my back. "Who took what?"

I gazed up at him, he softly whipped my tears away seeing my heartbeat going back to normal. When we both had nightmares of the Indominus Rex, he always used a calming voice on me like I was a child to settle my nerves.

"Dr.Wu took our baby in my nightmare...and it was a genetic hybrid like me." I babble out afraid to close my eyes and relive the nightmare. Owen runs circles on my back once more saying. "I won't let him, that also means we might have not lost the baby."

I laugh a little saying in a sigh. "You're probably right." I lean up kissing him and kisses back, helping me settle back into his conferrable hold.

"Get some sleep babe. I'll be here when you wake up." He simply says and I listen to him closing my eyes, falling back to sleep.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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imaginativeamateur · 3 years

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[Kakashi Hatake X Reader] Burnt Eggs

Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x gn!Reader

Note: HELLO! This is my debut:)) Enjoy!

In the breezing morning, without any tasks waiting, you felt extra relaxed as you strolled through the empty streets, heading to a nearby market. It was still early for the sun to shine its ray through the clouds, you unconsciously appreciated the surrounding dimed with little lingering lights from the lampposts.

Humming as you made your way through the food stalls at the market, hands gathering any ingredients that came across your eyes, making a mental note of what you were planning to make later. On your way back, you noticed people starting to set up tables and chairs in the morning cafes as the humid wind slightly passed against your cheeks. It was summer, the flowers were blooming wide between the green leaves, bright red, white, and yellow flowers weaved your way back home.

You opened the door to your apartment and dropped your grocery bags on the kitchen counter. Taking a few steps to the window sill, you slid the clear panel aside and allowed the natural sunlight to beam inside, dancing on the floor. Little specks of dust rose from the sudden disturbance, glimmering in the morning’s light. Pulling your hair up into a messy bun, you switched the fan with your toe and as you waltzed to the kitchen. You enjoyed the wind billowing into your apartment, a morning like this was rare, the office hours and piles of paper had been dragging you for a long, long time. You started by washing the fresh vegetables and set them on the counter to dry, moving on to cooking rice, beating eggs.

After one hour of diligence, you found yourself staring at a full table of food, not to mention the slightly burnt pans in the sink. This had always been your bad habit – making more than what you could probably eat. You planned to get Ino or Sakura if they wanted to come over and share the food with you, only to realize that they were both on their missions. Being extraordinary Shinobi they were, you sometimes could not help but compare yourself with the young girls. Even though you had only been friends with them for around a month or so, they saw you as a sister and helped you a lot in making this place feel like home. Naruto was off with Jiraiya already, Kurenai was definitely with Asuma and you did not want to third-wheel their date, it was the weekend after all. You could certainly refrigerate the food, only if you would be home that night, unfortunately, you needed to attend a random dinner with your committee.

Sighing, a thought came across your mind, maybe you could bring some over for Kakashi next door. You heard he was back from his mission yesterday night.

“But I don’t really… know him!” your inner-self doubted.

“What if he thinks I am poisoning him?” You asked yourself, rolling on the couch.

“This is ridiculous! It’s just a normal meal, it should be fine!”

“What will I reason if he asks?”

“Well, just say that you made some extra food, there’s no need to freak out!”

You hesitated slightly as you knocked on his door, once, twice, and waited for the silver-haired Ninja to open it. You had seen Kakashi before, conversed with him quite a few times, but you two were not especially close for you to do something this intimate. You had known his students, but not especially Kakashi himself. At least, you considered cooking for him to be intimate. At this point, you started to regret your decision when the door remained still, with no signs of movement. Just when you were about to turn your heels, Kakashi opened the door, his masked face poked out through the thin creak. You jolted at his sudden appearance, not knowing what to say. He stared at you, shifting his gaze to the container you are holding in your quivering fingers, the mood grew more awkward as none of you decided to speak.

You could not deny that you find the masked Ninja oddly attractive, especially the way he held his gaze half-lidded. Yet, you were determined to affirm yourself that it was only a mere thought of arousal and that it would go away soon.

After you made up your mind, you get up from the couch and scooped heaps of food into a plastic container, secured the lid, and dawdled your way over to Kakashi’s.

Finally, you parted your trembling lips, not able to sustain his intense stare, “I made some food earlier. Ugh, I guess we can eat to…, I meant I wanted to bring you some. Um, hope you will like it!”

You briefly shoved the container into his hands and bowed with nervousness before you sprinted back to your apartment. After two long strides, you stumbled upon your slippers and headed straight to the ground, bracing yourself for a rough landing. This was another reason why you would never belong to the Shinobi world: you would likely shove your face into the dirt before the opponent could even pull out a kunai. But when you were about to kiss the ground, a strong grip pulled you back to your feet. Kakashi fully appeared… in his tight, sleeveless tank and long pants, his half-lidded eye still cloudy from being wakened up early in the morning, you assumed. His tank’s material hugged perfectly to his lean built, outlining the defined muscles underneath. You could not help but be flustered at your thoughts and blamed the summer’s heat for them. You glanced down to his hand holding onto your arm and gulped, “Thank… thank you!”

Thoughts were going wild in your head. How did he know that you had not eaten yet? Did he stalk you or something? That was creepy! What did you get yourself into?

He released his hand, fixed his posture straight, and murmured under his mask, “Bring your breakfast over and join me!”

You look up, stuttered, you did not hear it wrong, did you? “I’m fine, I… already ate, I’ll take my leave now!”

The silver-haired Ninja tilted his head to one side, “What do you get by lying to me, Y/N?”

What happened to Kakashi? What were you supposed to do? Was he literally asking you to eat with him? What if he kidnapped you to some weird places? While questioning, you still could not deny the butterflies welling up in your stomach as you get back to your apartment, maybe it was not bad at all, to spend your breakfast with a mysterious yet attractive Ninja of Konoha.

Seeing the confusion written all over your face, his visible eye crinkled, “You had your curtains opened.”

You closed your eyes, wanting to escape this great embarrassment, “You have been watching me?” You, of course, did not want to use ‘stalking’, especially in this context, but still shuddered at the thought that he had been observing you for Kami knows how long.

Still giving you his eye smile, Kakashi dropped a bombshell, “Right when you burnt the eggs.”

You froze, asking yourself what you did to get into this situation. Looking at his smile made you want to dig yourself a hole and disappear right away. You raised your voice a bit, “Did I wake you up? I’m sorry if I -”

“Nah, I just went back to sleep. But whatever you have in here smells good,” he shrugged, eyeing you, “why are you still here? Go back and get your breakfast!”

You exhaled heavily and take your leave, “Okay, I will be back shortly.”

It took your eyes several minutes to adjust to the darkness inside his apartment. Kakashi was seated – actually perching would be a better word to describe his posture – on the edge of his sofa with his Icha Icha firmly in hand. You silently wondered how he could possibly read with such little light.

“So you’re not going to turn on the light,” you chirped, “at least open your curtain, Kakashi-san.”

You finally got his attention as he placed the book on the low table beside and went for the window, “Welcome to my apartment!” The radiating light now allowed you to fully capture his apartment in sight, simple, and a bit… plain if you were to say.

“I saw you beating eggs earlier,” he raised an eyebrow, “what did you make?”

Opening your containers, you both settled down on the sofa, sitting across from each other. You amusedly explained, “Just traditional dishes, healthy and delicious, I hope!”

You clapped your palms together before starting to dig into your food, you were starving and practically drooling at the smell of your own crafts. ��Oh, I don’t have my chopsticks,” you looked up, smiling warily at the masked Ninja. He pointed to the kitchen and motioned you to go get a pair of chopsticks. You made your way into his kitchen, there was literally nothing present on the kitchen counter, except for a kettle in the corner, a small, single stove, and a sink with bowls neatly stacked on the drying rack.

“Kakashi-san, I don’t see the chopsticks!” you called out to the Ninja.

“Sixth row from the left, second last drawer from the bottom,” he elucidated in a neutral tone, “make sure you are pulling it out, not swinging it open.”

It would be an easy task locating the right one until you glanced down at his endless rows of drawers, all matching in design and color. Mumbling his direction, you traced your index across the rows and counted your way through, and stopped at the one that seemed to fit his description. You were just about to pull the drawer open, he added, “Be careful, you don’t want to open the wrong one!”

You flinched at his words and lifted yourself up, starting to count once again, this time, paying closer attention. “It must be some weird stuff that he stores in there, maybe deadly weapons” you whispered, “or Icha Icha, maybe. Why on Earth does he even store such things here?”

“Can you locate the chopsticks?” he rang from outside.

“Yes, yes, I’m coming!” you quickly pulled on a drawer after already making sure that it was the right one twice and sighed in relief to see chopsticks lying in a metal box. You grabbed a pair and hurried outside without forgetting to push the drawer back in its place.

When you plopped yourself onto the sofa, Kakashi brought his palms together and bent his upper body down to the empty container, “Thank you for the meal, it was delicious!”

“Wow, that was fast,” you acclaimed, the thought of seeing his bare face shattered into pieces, “is my cooking okay?”

“Not bad, it somehow reminds me of something familiar…” he drifted off.

Seeing the man in front did not one to further the topic, you began eating, feeling glad that the burnt eggs turned out edible. “Do you often cook?” you initiated.

“Not that frequently, but I know how to cook though,” he replied.

You nodded at his answer, eyes wandering around the apartment to fully take in the sight, this time more carefully. “Do you especially like a certain dish, Kakashi-san?” The questions slipped out before you actually noticed and smiled hesitantly. Too fast, you noted.

“I’ve grown attached to eating basically anything for survival,” he shrugged, “but I recently found Ichiraku’s quite good of a ramen shop.”

You saw his lips curved under the mask at the implicit mention of his student’s obsession with ramen. You had heard of Naruto before, and of course, Team 7, well, without Sasuke.

“How about you?” he suddenly asked.

“Oh,” you shifted and leaned back a little bit, “food is my guilty pleasure.”

“Hm,” Kakashi looked up in question.

“I like anything from curry to sushi, or any kind of soup and noodles,” you exclaimed in joy, delighted to talk about your love for the place’s varied cuisine, “Konoha is such a great place for gustatory satisfaction!”

“Glad that you like it here! How long have you been here for?”

“Not very long, probably three months?” you tilted your head to one side and tapped your chin.

“It must be difficult to adjust to the place at first.” He commented.

“It was, I grew up in a rural area and Konoha seemed to be a busy place when I first came,” you admitted, “but I was lucky to meet, well, Sakura-chan and eventually Naruto-kun and their fellow Shinobi friends.”

“Sakura mentioned you several times, how did you two meet though?” the silver-haired Ninja leaned back onto the couch.

“Not in a very optimistic circumstance, I suppose,” you inwardly spoke, “I got myself into some villagers’ heated argument and one of them threw a punch in my face when I was trying to pacify the situation.”

Kakashi’s eye sparked a light but he did not speak.

“I ended up in the hospital with a swollen cheek, slightly fractured bone, and Sakura eased my pain.” You unconsciously reached for your face and rubbed against your cheek, silently admiring Sakura’s skills as a young, successful Medic.

You two kept talking for a long time, Kakashi did not reveal his past too much, it was mainly you answering his random questions. You were quite surprised that you both shared many similarities, the same dislike for sweets and crowded places, the same love for dogs and silent strolls in the forest, to have the same background as orphans and self-reliant individuals. He even promised to bring you to their training session one day. Within that mere hour, you sparked a strong bond that you never knew would last for a long time, neither did Kakashi.

#kakashi hatake #kakashi x reader #naruto #kakashi imagines #kakashi x y/n #kakashi x you #kakashi fanfiction

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ezekielbhandarivalleros · 3 years

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Scaredy Cat and the not-so Haunted House

Characters: Ajay Bhandri, Dylan Hayes (MC), Layla “Leah” Hayes (Sister), Skye Crandall and Rory Silva

Summary: The Gang go to a haunted house at a local fair

Taglist: @secretaryunpaid @aussieez @daddytyrilstarfury @cts-tj1 @choicesficwriterscreations @hss-fanfics

Rating - General (Everyone can Read)

"If you think that you can scare me, you've got another thing coming," Ajay muttered under his breath as he began wonder yet again why he had agreed to go to a haunted house with Dylan.

Ajay knew that he would live to regret his choice, but after the scare with the Cyber Killer this week he could not seem to able to refuse his own boyfriend. He knew he wasn't the only one roped into going as Leah had both agreed to go. Rory had wiggled his way out of it probably with a promise of unlimited hugs for the rest of Dylan’s future career.

"Leah, Dylan just remember as long as you don't touch the people in the haunted house they can't touch you. Last year, I went this haunted house where if you made it through the haunted house they gave like a hundred dollar prize. They could touch you in that one and you had to sign a waiver saying you were not going to sue the haunted house if got hurt. Goblin's Revenge is pretty tame, but if you touch the actors they can touch you." Ajay said all of this quickly in a very giddy way.

"Oh great," Dylan thought, "I better make sure lee-lah doesn't have any weapons on her because I have a feeling when Leah gets scared people are gonna get hurt. Hopefully if she doesn't have any weapons on her the results will be less fatal. OR NOT! I can't believe I let Ajay talk me into doing this even though it was my idea at first!"

"Uh, Leah, do you have any weapons with you?" Ajay asked with the knowledge that if Leah was without weapons than he was winning the award for Least Annoying with Movie References.

"Of course I do, Ajay. What kind of Mossad officer and NCIS agent would I be without them," Leah smiled as she said this with a hint of laughter in her voice.

"Um… How can I put this delicately, Leah? YOU CANNOT BE ARMED IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE! We wouldn't want you to shoot or stab anyone if you get spooked. No paperclips either." Ajay said and winced as if expecting some sort of retaliation from Leah for even suggesting she be unarmed.

"Ok," Leah replied stunning the entire group into silence not even a breath was heard for a full minute.

"Why don't you put all your weapons in the trunk of my Blazer, Ajay?" Ajay was the first to recover from Leah's astonishing reply.

All of them had come over in Dylan's parents Blazer as Ajay's car was in the shop and the Blazer was roomy enough to accommodate the Three of them easily. Leah began pulling out knives from everyplace imaginable and she had two guns hidden on her person as well. Ajay placed the weapons in a compartment under the carpet of the trunk and locked the Blazer.

He felt an urge to suggest patting Leah down to make sure that all of her weapons were accounted for, but for once his survival instinct took over before he could voice that opinion. Deciding that he should just stay between Leah and the haunted house actors to insure of all of their safety seemed to quiet all of his worries.

The entire time Ajay had been thinking, the group had made their way through to the admissions windows and paid for their bracelets so they could enter and leave the house as many times as they wanted until midnight. The bracelets were bright orange and took on a neon glow when entering the haunted house allowing the workers guarding the doors to be able to easily tell who was supposed to be there and whose was not without disturbing the patrons.

"Sweet, they're playing the Sixth Sense on the TVs while you go through the house," Dylan exclaimed then added in scared almost girly whisper, "I see dead people."

The rest of the group rolled their eyes as they started walking through the maze. Dylan was on the lookout for hidden compartment and decided that it seemed that it would most likely for the actors to pop out from the inner wall of the maze. He took up his position at Leah's right unfortunately the maze was not made for two people to stand side by side.

He tried to walk sideways, but only succeeded in making himself look like an idiot as he tripped over one of the prop skeletons legs that were placed at random intervals throughout the maze's walkways. He then decided to walk in front of Leah hoping to warn the actors of their impending doom if they made Leah mad or scared.

A bloodcurdling scream filled the maze as Ajay was frightened by Skye popping out of the floor in front of him followed by a squeak of pain as Ajay had stepped on Dylan's foot and then stumbled back causing him to lose his balance and follow on his butt with Ajay landing on top of him.

Skye began laughing her head off at the sight as she began to tease Ajay mercilessly, "McKlutz maybe Dylan should walk in front of you so we can be sure that he doesn't get squashed to death by YOU!"

Skye already slipped back through the trapdoor to prepare to scare the next group that came through the corridor while Leah helped her brother up whom seemed to find the entire situation hilarious, "Dylan, I think that you are probably one of the only people who made Skye laugh!"

"Leah, Dylan are you okay since everyone seems to be only occupied with my lack of coordination?" Ajay questioned as he helped her to her black booted feet.

"I'm okay. Really, Ajay," Dylan and Leah Both said reassuringly.

Ajay seemed to notice that Rory had not made a single comment on the entire situation when he turned around to comment on this to utter surprise he found that Rory was nowhere to be found.

"Guys, Rory's gone, he was here with us at the start but since then I haven’t seen him!" Dylan said as he looking back and forth down the hallway hoping he would suddenly appear like a crazy ninja.

"He probably leaned against the wall and went through one of the revolving walls. There is one right behind you." Leah stated calmly as Dylan started to look even more nervous.

"Dylan, I think he can handle a haunted house on her own. "Ajay said tickled by the frightened and very worried face of his boyfriend.

"Dylan, I'm not worried about Rory. I'm worried about what he might do after the people who scare he. Even without the knife your sister gave him at the start he's deadly and he reacts often with instinct which makes it more likely for himself faint or pass-out to only get hurt!" Dylan replied as he pushed against the wall to make it turn noticing Dylan and Leah sudden realization that Ajay might actually have a valid point.

As the wall revolved Dylan came face to face with a grinning Rory who was leaning on the wall a little left of the revolving wall so he would not get squashed by it.

"Dy, I have more self control then you think you realize. I haven't fainted yet and you drive me up the hall all the time." Rory said with a laugh, "I dropped the weapon your sis gave me so I would not be tempted to use them when scared."

Rory looked a little abashed by being found out.

The Twins were greeted with the sight of Ajay saying, "Rory, the saying is up the wall not the hall," and Ajay with look of annoyance at Rory's need to constantly correct his English when it was obvious what he was saying if it was exactly perfect English.

Not wanting to stay in the Haunted House, Rory and Dylan run out grabbing the photo of the gang from the booth racing of to a much safer and less scarier park ride

#hssca #Ajay Bhandari #playchoices #choices #skye crandall #rory silva

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chubbyreaderchan · 3 years

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The Bomb Expert | Sasuke Uchiha x chubby!Reader | 1/?

A/n: Reader summons rats to dismantle and place bombs. She and Sasuke were close friends up until he left for Orochimaru. One day, Sasuke comes back to ask her to join his team to kill Itachi. Sorry if Sasuke is a bit ooc in this. I suck at writing him so I'm trying to write him more so I can get it.

Tw: Female pronoun reader, animal death (old age)

(Y/n) sniffled softly as she sat at the small grave. Her male rat, Gozaburo had died. Her parents were off on a mission when it happened and they wouldn't be back until she was going to start the chunin exams started, so here she was in the field burying the large rat. It wasn't the first time a rat had died of old age, it wasn't new but it was always heart breaking. The ninja rats were her family. It was sad, she hoped he would be there for her to help her through the exams but that didn't seem possible. She sniffled again, placing a flower down once he was buried and stood up.

Sasuke had originally came to this field to train and get away from Naruto and Sakura but instead he found a young slightly plump girl around his age looking quite sad. She looked familiar. Oh right, she was on team 8. He stared at her a moment thinking about leaving and finding somewhere else to go but then he saw the tears. He sighed internally before speaking.

"Are you okay...?" She looked up, shocked that anyone was there. She thought this area was going to be secluded but here was the famous last of the Uchihas watching her cry over a rat. He would probably think she was ridiculous. His whole clan was killed. "You'd think it was stupid... It's not a big deal... Really." Sasuke rolled his eyes. "What is it?" "One of my older ninja rats passed. That's all." "..." He didn't say anything. "I know it's not that big a deal." Sasuke sighed. "You cared about him. He was one of your partners."

"Yeah..."

"It's not that stupid."

"But--" he shook his head stopping her from mentioning his struggles. "How did he die?" "He was old for a rat." She said softly. "I see." He responds. "You want to come train with me?" He didn't know why he asked her that. Maybe because he understood her feelings, even if it was just a rat.

Somehow Sasuke developed a friendship with the young kunochi. He was impressed by her, even if she wasn't the best in hand to hand, she was fantastic at tactile explosives. Hell, she was even amazing a dismantling complex bombs. He found himself often seeking her out when he was annoyed by Naruto or his many fan girls.

She was calm and didn't obsess over him. It was nice. He enjoyed visiting her place, watching her care for her partners was a peaceful environment.

When he was marked by Orochimaru and he was trying to decide what he was going to do she was the only one he would stay for.

Did he fall for her? That was ridiculous. He would miss her.

That's why he snuck into her window before he left. (Y/n) was shocked to see him there so late. "Sasuke?" "I'm going with him."

Her face scrunched, she was getting ready for bed and damn she looked cute looking at him like that.

"With Orochimaru... I need to get stronger. I need to kill Itachi." He said smoothly. "I just needed to see you before I left." Maybe he did fall for her but he couldn't. He wouldn't. Not until Itachi was dead.

She gave him a look. One that he knew everyone would give him. She was going to stop him. "If that's what you think is right." He looked up at her in surprise. He was sure she would tell him not to go. "Sasuke... This is your path to walk just know I will be here if you need me for anything."

He wanted to kiss her. But he didn't. He just left. That was the last time she would see him, at least for the next three years.

-- 3 years later

"How was he?" Sakura and Naruto had returned from their mission not long ago. Sakura and (Y/n) decided to have some time together. Sakura liked (Y/n) though something in her told her that Sasuke would pick her before he'd pick Sakura.

(Y/n) handed a grilled veggie to a small rat cuddling against her neck. She took a bit of her own food as she waited for her response. "He was... Different. Stronger." She sipped her tea sadly. "I see." Was the rat handlers response. In all honesty, Sasuke looked disappointed in her opinion when he saw her. He was definitely hoping she would come for him, at least that is what her inner Sakura was screaming.

"Next time... You should come with us." She said. "Maybe you could convince him to come back. He always liked you..." (Y/n) shook her head. "I think he'll come back when he's ready." Sakura looked at her in surprise. "What?"

"Sasuke is stubborn... Just like Naruto. They need to come to their own conclusions. It's why I didn't try to stop him." Sakura instantly froze.

"You had the opportunity to stop him?" She was hurt, the small rat hid quickly into her master's shirt knowing Sakura's rage. "Kind of. He wouldn't have stayed for me..."

"It kills me to say this, (Y/n) but... I think he would have."

-- Orochimaru's "death"

(Y/n) had not expected this.

Not ever. She was in a town in the land of fire that had a specific shop with her rats favorite treat. It's the only one a certain rat would take and she goes on a journey often to be sure she always had it at home. Some would say she spoils her ninja rats but she didn't mind... But she never expected to see him.

"(Y/n)." She froze when she heard his voice. It only changed slightly but she could find that voice anywhere. Her plush form turned quickly, Sasuke's heart skipped a beat when their eyes met. "Sasuke..." She grew into herself. Even if she was a bit on the fatter side, it suited her.

There where nights where he dreamed of her but he had no idea how beautiful she would be once he saw her again. She would be a distraction but her skills and intelligence would be useful.

"Wh--...? Did you...?"

"We can catch up later." He said coldly. "I have been waiting to see you here."

"What...?" She was shocked. "Why? Why didn't you just come to my house I haven't..." It was clear she was rambling, he simply shook his head to get her to stop. "I can't go back there... I just need to talk to you."

"Okay."

She purchased her items and walked out with him.

"I am putting together a team to take down Itachi."

"And...?"

"Your skills would work well for me."

"I see."

She adjusted the bag in her hand, without thinking Sasuke took it from her, as if he were some kind of lover of hers. What an idea...?

No. Not yet.

"So you want me to abandon the village for you."

"You don't hav--"

"Can I think about it?"

Sasuke looked her over, hiding any of his emotions on his face.

"Three days. Meet me at the Great Naruto Bridge. I am going to be there. If you don't show up by sunset I'll assume you won't do it."

It was that last day. It was hard to choose. If she left maybe he would come back after he reached his goals? Maybe... Just maybe.

She couldn't tell anyone. She didn't want to risk becoming a spy and Sasuke finding out. It would only push him away. The sun was still high. If she left now she would just barely make it.

She looked at her rats and sighed. There was no choice. She had to help him if she ever wanted him to come back with her.

With shocking speed she grabbed her clothes and a bit of equipment, as well as food for her summons. Out the door she went to make it to the great Naruto Bridge, hoping not to draw attention.

She told the two keeping watch at the gate she was leaving for more rat treats due to an unfortunate accident. (Y/n) had a feeling she wasn't the best liar. Hopefully it wouldn't draw to much attention. That was one part of her journey that didn't need to be worried about for the moment.

Sasuke waited.

In fact sunset was already falling upon the bridge. "It's sunset." Suigetsu said boredly, he really wanted to get that sword. Sasuke looked at him with an annoyed expression. Suigetsu shrugged a bit.

Sasuke turned to leave but stopped when he heard his name. "Sasuke... Sorry I'm late."

"That's her?" The shark like male said in surprise. "She doesn't look that impressive."

Sasuke glared at him in annoyance. "Tsk." Somehow he was personally offended that he would say something like that about her.

"Let's just go. We still have more members to collect."

#sasuke uchiha x reader #naruto x reader #reader insert #Sasuke x chubby reader #ps reader #mini series maybe?

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lotusfartstwice · 3 years

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Sorry if I'm too late to request but... 8. Easing anxiety reminded me of Metal and Rock Lee, so maybe you wouldn't mind writing some family moment? 👉👈

[A little 'what if' scenerio. What if Lee talked to his son in ep 70 of Boruto. 🙃👍]

“Oh this? It’s just something that cures anxiety.” Metal held up the necklace.

“Anxiety?” Lee frowned before sighing. “Oh, Metal...perhaps you are not ready.” He turned away, starting to walk back home.

“But why?” Metal called, shocked. He had been ready! He was anxious, yes but he was totally ready to learn how to use the 8 inner gates!

His father paused, his back still turned to him. “This technique is a double edged sword. I’ve already explained that though it grants power it also comes with a heavy toll on one’s body.” He glanced back at him finally, eyes stern. “I cannot in good conscience teach this technique unless I am certain that you are ready.”

“I am! I am very ready!” Metal insisted, moving to close the distance between him and his father. “I-I just don’t want to mess up! Please, Papa!”

His father’s eyes softened somewhat. “Oh, Metal.”

“Please! I can-I can do it! Boruto knows how to use shadow clones like Lord Seventh.” He turned his eyes to the ground, trying to ignore the bitterness bubbling. “Inojin knows both techniques from his parents...all my classmates are learning amazing skills. I want to join them! Please!”

Lee stared before his eyes began to water. “Son.”

Metal clutched at his necklace as if the trinket would will away all the unpleasant feelings gathered before him. He ignored his father’s teary gaze. It wasn’t at all how he wanted things to go. He had been hyping himself up for weeks for this training. He remembered the excitement from his father deeming him ready. He too would learn a technique unique to his family! He could be just like his friends! All of that swept away because of what?

Angry tears began to gather in his eyes.

Why couldn’t he just be normal? Why couldn’t he just be calm and not so nervous all the time? It’s not like it consumed him daily! Nope! Just whenever things mattered it crept up and ruined everything! He hated it!

“Metal.”

His father never had this problem! Boruto or any of his classmates never felt physically paralyzed by stupid feelings! They performed and could move about with others watching easily! Everything was so damn easy for them! For once! He wanted the same! He wanted it to be easy! He wanted-

“Metal!” he gasped, feeling his father’s hands on his shoulders. “Son, look at me.”

He took shuddering breaths when he met his father’s eyes only to whimper at the sight of tears running down his face. “Papa?”

“Y-your breath was shallow...I thought,” Lee sighed shakily, he shook his head. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

“What?” Metal took in more air, eventually steadying out his breathing only to hiccup as his body shuddered. Oh great. He wiped at his eyes. “This is...I’m just…”

“I have not been attentive. I have not been a good father. For that I am so sorry, Metal.” Lee’s voice was thick, he swallowed as he continued, “You keep comparing yourself to others and-and are consumed by thoughts you should not be consumed by.” He wiped at his face. “I did not want that for you. I did not want you to inherit my insecurities.”

Insecurities? His Papa? Since when? His father stood tall! He didn’t know anyone more confident than his father! His father was Rock Lee!

“I don’t understand,” he managed to say.

Lee took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief and began wiping his son’s face. “Come, let’s find a place to sit.”

Once composed the green clad duo found a shaded spot, beneath a tree.

“When I was young I faced many challenges.”

Metal nodded. He knew that much. After all...a ninja without ninjutsu was still uncommon.

“I held bitter feelings but I thought those helped me. Fueled me.” His father let out a sad laugh. “Do not get me wrong. Spite was a big motivator. I wanted to spite everyone who had made fun or doubted me.”

“And you did Papa! You’re a great ninja!”

“Yes but that was not all overnight.” He ruffled Metal’s hair, hand resting there a moment. “I think if I had not met Gai-sensei or my friends I would not have been able to get as far as I did. I owe them so much.” He sighed. “They were lights in an easily dark path and I fear that instead of being a light in your life I have done the opposite.”

“W-what?”

“It cannot be helped. We compare ourselves to others all the time. I always worried you would resent me because I cannot do ninjutsu-”

“I would never!” Metal interrupted, moving to embrace his father. “Never! You are my hero!” he felt his father shudder in his arms which just encouraged him to hug tighter. “My father is the best.”

“But I could have been better.”

Metal paused, looked up. “Better?”

Lee nodded. “From now on I will be better.”

“But-but I am the one who’s-”

“Do not finish that sentence, Metal Lee.”

Metal’s eyes widened.

“I will admit: I wish you were more confident but that is not something one can force. I will stop trying to force such a change but I will not allow you to belittle yourself any longer!”

“W-wha-”

“You are not ready to learn the 8 inner gates right now but you will. My son will not be caught unaware. He will have an arsenal that I never had growing up.” Lee returned the hug. “You are going to surpass me, Metal Lee. I promise you.”

“Papa,” Metal squeaked before letting himself cry.

“There there son...together we will be better!” With that said Lee also fell into sobs.

Metal was still disappointed he didn’t get to learn his father’s technique. His father insisted there were more things to learn. Like other types of taijutsu he had never thought to learn the forms to. They agreed that he would play to his strengths and try out different jutsu from people willing to teach him. He mentioned that Auntie Tenten had a plethora of weapons she’d be all too happy to train him in. It wasn’t the 8 inner gates but it was still a leg up from his friends who all seemed to rely on less than a handful of techniques.

“You will become a jack of all trades! Just you wait!”

Metal smiled.

One day he would match his father’s confidence in him.

One day.

#farty fic #metal lee #rock lee

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greenflamedwriter · 3 years

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Galra Lance

Lance is a galra, and Ex-Mamourian (He was kicked out because he was suicidal and kept getting attention to try to make Zarkon afraid which was the opposite of what mamoura wanted so Lance is a rebel doing his own thing, bounty hunting stealing, raiding and above all about to steal a red Lion on the ship hailed under Sendak and he’s going to get a boatloud of it. Then a cocky kid in a red suit slashes in claiming it’s his lion. Lance wonders if any of this was even worth it?

1 Flash to mind meld plus suspicion lances memories of him in water with mermaids and pre-galran.

2 Flash to “surprise, not a galra.” Lance is exposed and returned and nervous.

3 His father is Blatyz the previous blue Paladin and his other father the Galra whom Blatyz married. (Wait how were you born?) Pidge asked and Lance grinned his tail flickering back like a cats (I was a test tube baby)

4 Keiths initiation Lance returns to the Mamoura.

5 they take down Zarkon then realise his son appears and find out it was hagger when plot twist the whole family were puppets a chaotic energy anti quintescence gains a form and almost possesed the galra but some (Maourans) Resisted and the galra were so soft, so easily corruptable they fight that thing with Fusiontron. They save Honerva and Lotor and they find a planet and make it habitable and release everyone from enslavment but some planets are merged some want the Galra gone and some need their galra to remain so Allura and Lotor try to fix things. Lance goes to his planet which is hidden and Allura gasps to see Alteans, Mermainians and Galra there in hiding in a warped hole.

On a spacecraft floating on the edge of an arus solar system, an abandoned Galra named Lance, was taking a pit stop.

His ship consisted of junk, the pilot hanger cluttered making even hoarders feel disgusted open drinks and snack bars littered here and there and Lance had to squeeze in just to get to the pilots chair, the craft only had one room and a bathroom that stopped working. And his room was the only place that was clean it had an assortment of guns, rifles, snipers, you name it, along with a discarded blade that has seen no use in years with a strange symbol on the hilt.

Lance had music blasting from his speakers some album he bought from an alien shop, the album was called ‘Queen.’ And so far Lance was a fan.

He was flickering through a data pad as many reports scrolled past with anflick of his finger. Galra operations, cargo shipments, military vessels, open channels with radio chatter that Lance ignored. He was looking for something easy.

The life of a thief had its perks, steal medical supplies and weapons and give them to a rebellion and make a profit. Usually he sold to both sides just to live more dangerously. A recommendation opened up and Lance smirked behind his mask with the three circles on the front.

A vessel captioned by Sendek was hovering outside Arus, sliding the panel right and lots of data began to download at lighting speed , appeared and Lance’s smirk grew.

It had some precious cargo on it, a Lion of Voltron to be exact.

Lance was having the time of his life knocking out guards ninja style was just so easy, he had the red lion in his sights.

“Well hello gorgeous, mind dropping down that barrier and getting out of here?”

Suddenly he heard a nose and hid behind a pillar in the shadows, just as more galra guardsran into the hanger.

Lance turned and frowned to see a boy in red and white armour (like thats not inconspicuous) and took them down, Lance grew more suspicious this kid fought like a galra. But he didn’t wear mamorian armour or any rebel armour that he knew. Could be a threat.

Until the kid went to the barrier “Alright open up.”

…it did nothing, the boy growled in frustration “Ugh-we don’t have time for this! It’s me keith! You’re I AM YOUR PALADIN!”

Lance couldn’t help it he laughed, more like busted a gut.

The kid whipped around activating a weapon, a sword.

“Stay back!” Lance shook his head “No, wait,” he was still chuckling holding up his hands “I’m not-”

Suddenly more guards made themselves known and the two found themselves with their hands full.

Lance wasted no time shooting the Galra, even took care of the kids blindspots, this jlb was bigger than he thought maybe if he helped the kid out they can split the money fifty fifty.

That was until.

“You’re not getting this lion!”

Keith slammed his hand against the panel, and opened up the interlock, the vacum

Shot the galra forward and Keith was barely gripping onto the panel.

Lance cursed then used his grappling hooks to latch onto a structure beam.

Suddenly Keith’s slipped and he was pulled into space.

Lance acted on instinct he unlatched grapplings and shot out of space after the teen. He easily grabbed him stopping them both from slinning.

“Let go!”

“Shut up, I’m trying to save your life.” Until the kid screamed Lance turned in time to see big metal jaws clamp shut around them.

Both screamed as they tumbled along the inner corridors, Lance was usually could at improvising- but this was going so far out of left field!

He had no clue what was even going on anymore.

Both were on their hands and knees panting from the sudden death experience, until Lance heard a high pitched sound and turned his head slowly.

Keith held his red sword against his face. Lance could only stare- oh well, stare in his mask and ex-Mamourian armour as much as he could.

“Who are you?” Keith growled. Lance knew he could knock the kid out and take the lion. But he’d have no idea if it’ll even respond to him, and Keith is a fighter and wouldn’t let this thing go, heck heleaped out of an airlock for this thing.

A crash outside saved his interrogation. “A rebel, against the Galra,” he rushed out (which was sorta true)

“Honestly I would tell you more but we don't have time!”

….It turns out Lance got involved in something much bigger than him.

This...this was Voltron.

His childhood stories, the one his dad told him about. The universe’s last hope before Alfor hid them away.

They returned!

Kinda, with one blue lion shot, it just sat there with it’s barrier up. Useless. Not doing a thing….sounded like his type of girl. Chilling alone while the whole universe wasn’t in chaos.

But even with four lions they were able to take down a fighter craft, one with Sendek attached as it crashed onto the planet before him. Colour Lance impressed.

Keith wasn’t too bad either during the battle. He was an excellent pilot and a fighter, but he had a very bad habit.

“Green is wide open,” Lance said with a sigh as he watched how obvious it was that the green Lion had three fighters on their ass.

“Help them out.” Dumbass, he left unsaid.

Keith seemed to hear it.

“I know-” keith instantly covered them and Lance saw fighter ships approach from the main craft. “Your right-” Keith barely managed to dodge.

“Will you quit back seat driving!?”

Lance almost stopped until he saw the black paladin was in distress “The Black lion-”

Keith was moving before he even finished. Keith was good, just had to see the bigger picture.

Once they defended Arus and went planet side, Lance had already made a decision, as he left the red lion trailing behind Keith he saw the others landed beside them.

A woman appeared out of the castle looking relieved, until her eyes clocked his and Lance almost ran back up the mouth of the lion.

“Who is he?”

Allura demanded once all the pilots had landed.

Lance brightened behind his mask, his lilac tail flicking back and forth as he descended the mouth of the lion and held his hand out.

“Oh hello, I’m Lance.” He over exagirated his movements the more big and dumb he looked the more trusting, Allura took his hand tentively.

“You can’t tell with the mask, but I’m winking.”

Allura pulled her hand away still suspicious. “Keith!”

Keith glanced at him curiously. “He was with the red lion,”

With no warning, Lance felt Allura grab his arm and twist him around onto his knees, Lance yelped.

“Ow, ow ow- that hurts lady- ow!” His hand was trembling and clenching as Allura dug her palm into his shoulder.

“What were your intentions with the red lion?”

“I was planning on stealing it,”

Allura looked very alarmed, until Lance gasped on. “But now? wouldn’t dream of it!” Allura growled “Why should we trust you?”

“My dad told me about Voltron,” Lance wheezed god this lady was tough.

Allura let him go surprised and Lance fell over with a yelp just barely catching himself, he turned and pointed at her with a scowl (That she didn’t see)

“Look I know what this looks like but I know that, this,” he gestured at the lions as he stood up ”This isn’t some collectors item, this is VOLTRON! The people’s hope, if anyone found out I-” Here he slapped a hand to his chest “-was responsible for sabotaging Voltron I’ll be doing the Galra a favour, Which is the opposite of what I want to do.”

Allura and the others who looked defensive, straightened once Lance said his piece.

“Is there anyone out there fighting Zarkon?” She asked, Lance placed a hands on his hips “Still? Jeez Lady where have you been? There is no more fighting, Its just surviving at this point.” He flapped his hand lazily “I already gave up on that freedom pipedream long ago, but yes other rebels are trying. Chances are if you make a dent in Zarkons oppressive system the rebels will come flocking.” And if the Mamoura catched wind of Voltron Lance wanted to be out of there ASAP.

He waved at them taking a step back “Good luck to you,” He patted the barrier of the blue lion and continued to walk away, hoping he could get enough of a signal to his ship to get him as far away from this planet.

Until the barrier collapsed with a swish.

He stopped walking as the others gasped. No.

Lance turned to see the others gape at the lion (Now free) then their gazes turned towards him.

Coran came to himself before the others. “It seems we have found our blue paladin.”

Lance looked around then back at them, wait they meant him?

Oh Gaia, no.

#GL #Galra Lance

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narutoblog · 3 years

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after a long day.. {iruka x reader}

Prompt: “I can’t wait to be your number one, just wanna be the one that makes you smile..” -some song lyrics I heard on my spotify the other day

Content/warnings: iruka fluff; some curse words, makeout sesh

a/n: honestly the first ever imagine/headcanon i’ve done, but it was fun! feel free to leave feedback & lmk if you’d be interested in part 2 or other characters

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You let out a deep sigh. It had been a long day at the Ninja Academy; your students were unusually wild today and you had had to break up at least five fights as opposed to the usual one or two during free time. You had stayed late to fill out the report incident paperwork for all of the fights and by the time you were done, you were convinced your hand would be stuck in the pencil grip claw forever. You walked past the academy gates and decided that you had earned yourself a special meal, so you slowly trudged towards your favorite ramen restaurant. The setting sun painted a reddish glaze over the village as the streets began to fill with the bustling evening crowd. Parents held their children’s hands as they walked around the night market, couples blushed as they met for their dinner dates, groups of jonin laughed as they shared stories about their genin teams over drinks. You walked with a faint smile, focused on enjoying the warm energy reverberating from your village rather than the mental and physical fatigue rolling off your body.

“Yo.” You stopped at voice directly behind you. Turning, you saw Kakashi peering over his orange book, his right eye trained on your face with a hint of curiosity.

“Oh, hi Kakashi,” you said, trying to give him a more energetic smile.

“Hmmm,” Kakashi closed his book with one hand and rested it against his hip as he leaned his face closer to yours, examining your forced expression.

“wha- what are you doing?” you exclaimed, hands raised in front of you. You leaned back and cursed in your mind as you felt your cheeks redden from the sudden closeness. Kakashi pulled his face away and began walking down the street past you. You turned to see where he was going, your head still foggy from a mix of tiredness and confusion.

“Come on, hurry up,” he said, waving one hand in a gesture to follow him. You tried to shake your head clear and jogged after him to catch up to his strides. You opened your mouth to ask what was happening, but a loud gurgle from your stomach interrupted your thoughts. Your face deepened yet another shade of red as you peered up at Kakashi at the corner of your eye, hoping that he had somehow not heard your stomach’s urgent appeal. Seeing that his nose was buried between the pages of his book, you rolled your eyes and gave a short laugh.

You walked alongside Kakashi towards your destination, which you quickly realized was the BBQ place near the end of the road. You relaxed slightly with your realization and resumed basking in the warmth of your village. Kakashi walked next to you in silence, his gaze switching between his book and your smile as the two of you walked towards the restaurant. When you neared the restaurant entrance, you saw a whole crew of friends waiting outside the door. Asuma was lighting a cigarette next to Genma, as Kurenai stood on his other side talking to Guy, who was enthusiastically boasting about his team’s recent success at the chunin exams. Iruka stood next to Guy and Kurenai, chuckling at Guy’s antics with one hand behind his head. Your smile widened as you saw your friends, and you felt your tiredness slowly fading away.

As you and Kakashi walked up to them, Kakashi waved at everyone with his trademark, “Yo.” Guy was the first to greet him and gave him a hard pat on his back as a hearty welcome for his rival. Meanwhile, Kurenai gave you a warm smile and Asuma gave you a slight nod. Iruka gave you an understanding look. “Long day, right?” he said.

It felt as if those three words of understanding had sapped your fatigue away. You sighed out the last of your tension and said “yeah, that’s for sure. the kids… I don’t know what got into them today.”

Iruka smiled. “They have those days. Naruto and the others used to be like that too, and I didn’t know how to handle it. But you did really well, much better than me, haha”

You gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you Iruka. I appreciate it.” Iruka held your gaze for a moment before looking away, a slight blush lingering over his cheeks.

“y-yeah of course, no problem” he stammered with a sheepish grin.

“Oi, you two about done? The table’s ready!” Genma called out. You blinked and looked around to realize that you and Iruka were the only ones left standing at the door.

“Coming!” you called back, as you and Iruka shuffled inside to your table.

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The group dinner roared with laughter as everyone filled up on the delicious food and drinks. Asuma handled the grill and chatted with Kurenai, while Guy challenged Kakashi to a drinking contest (Genma claimed he had kept score, but you were unconvinced) that had them both delirious by the end of the night. You and Iruka were seated at the end of the table as you two had come in slightly late, and you shared funny stories from the academy back and forth. You had declined drinks for the evening since your body was already fatigued from work stress, and Iruka joined you in not drinking so you would feel less alone, even though you insisted you’d be fine. The two of you occasionally clinked your water glasses together and laughed, trying to “keep up” with the others and their sake. Though you were far enough from the grill to feel overheated by it, you could feel a blush dusting your face as you talked with Iruka throughout the evening.

The dinner ended and everyone slowly said their goodbyes outside the restaurant. Genma insisted that he take care of Guy and Kakashi, and after watching him steady them in their stumble back to their apartments, Asuma sighed said he and Kurenai were off as well. Asuma and Kurenai turned to leave with a wave, and you had a moment of déjà vu as you realized it was just you and Iruka were standing outside the restaurant again.

You turned to face Iruka. “well, I better get going too. I have to-“

“I- I’ll walk you home!” Iruka blurted, eyes staring intently into yours. Your thoughts halted to a stop for a second, trying to process what he had said so urgently, as your heart sped up under his gaze. Calm down, he’s just being nice, you thought, trying to get a hold of yourself.

You took a breath in and smiled, desperately hoping he wouldn’t notice how flustered you were. “Are you sure? Isn’t it out of the way for you?” you asked.

“it’s not inconvenient at all! I- I want to make sure you get home safely..” he trailed off as your eyes widened. “you know, for- for the kids! I want to make sure their favorite sensei is okay, haha..” he quickly stammered and laughed, one hand behind his head.

Your heart continued racing as you smirked and stifled a laugh. Iruka stared with anticipation, waiting. “Favorite sensei huh? What does that make you?” You asked teasingly as you started walking down the road towards your apartment.

Iruka smiled and caught upto you quickly, his posture relaxing as he fell into step next to you. “Well, I think I would be their second favorite, don’t you think?” he suggested, arm brushing yours.

You put your finger to your chin as if in deep thought, then looked up at him. “Hmm, I think you just might be right, Iruka-kun,” you replied. Iruka stumbled in his steps as he looked at you with wide eyes and a deep blush across his face. You had never called him Iruka-kun before. Seeing his reaction, you quickly looked away and bit your lip. damn, was that too much? oh jeez..

You and Iruka walked the rest of the block in silence, as you both continued to glance at each other then look away in embarrassment. You tried desperately to rack your brain with ideas for casual conversation, but came up empty. Your thoughts were too scattered in worry to focus on any topic besides Iruka’s reaction. Oh no I definitely freaked him out! should I just take it back? what should I say?

After a few minutes of excruciating quiet, you arrived at your apartment door. You sighed, letting out the breath you didn’t know you were holding. Looking at the ground, you said “thank you for walking me home, Iruka,” making sure you corrected yourself from last time. You heard Iruka step closer, until you could see his feet directly in front of yours. You looked up and gasped when you found Iruka’s face centimeters away from yours. “I-Iruka?” you whispered. His warm brown eyes bore into yours with an intensity you hadn’t seen from him before. Your heart forgot all rhythm and you hoped that he couldn’t hear the loud thumping in your chest by standing this close. He brought a hand to your jaw, delicately tracing it until his fingers reached your chin. He tilted your head up slightly, lining up your faces completely. His gaze lowered to your lips, then back to your eyes.

“Call me Iruka-kun,” he whispered. You trembled under his slight touch, lips slightly open in anticipation. Your eyes widened as you heard his words, and you felt relief wash over you along with his gaze. Oh, so he liked it after all.. Regaining a little confidence from that realization, you grinned slightly. You took his hand on your chin and placed it against your cheek, leaning into his touch. You watched with a satisfied grin as his breath hitched, his eyes trailing to your cheek then back into your eyes.

“Thank you Iruka-kun,” you whispered, your hand still holding his. Iruka closed his eyes, relishing in the sound of his name on your lips, and slowly lowered his forehead onto yours.

“Please..” he whispered, and you shuddered as you felt his breath wash down your neck. “y/n.. can I kiss you?”

“yes” you breathed back, your eyes closing automatically. You could feel him hold his breath as he nudged your nose slightly with his. Your inner thoughts were racing as fast as your heart, and all you could hear was Iruka’s shallow breathing and the blood pumping in your ears. Iruka gently placed his lips on yours, closing the awful gap that was between you. Everything washed away. You lost track of your beating heart and the ground beneath your feet, there was nothing but Iruka and his lips gently molding and exploring with yours. You parted your lips slightly to run your tongue against his bottom lip, and he gasped slightly as he took another step forward, closing the space between your bodies until your chest was right up against his green flak jacket. His hand roamed to the back of your head and his other arm wrapped around your waist, holding you firmly against him. Heat spread from your cheeks to the rest of your body as you traced your hands up his strong arms until they rested at both sides of his face. You ran your tongue against his lips again, and he parted them in response, his tongue twirling against yours. You held in a moan as you felt the kiss deepen, and you could feel your heat pooling between your legs. god, if we don’t stop soon, I-

A loud crash followed by a cat mewling rang from your neighbor’s apartment, and you and Iruka jumped and separated quickly. You stood with your left hand over your kunai pouch, still breathing heavily from the kiss. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Iruka was in the same state. After a few minutes, the commotion died back down into silence, and you relaxed with a deep breath. You glanced at Iruka, who was looking at you sheepishly, face still tinted pink.

“I-I’m sorry y/n, I don’t know what came over me,” he said, shifting his feet slightly. “I know you’ve had a long day, I didn’t mean to do anything..” he trailed off and looked at the ground.

You shook your head. “Iruka-kun,” you smirked as his head shot up to look at you. “You didn’t do anything I didn’t want,” you took a step towards him and placed a hand on his arm. Your hands trailed upwards until they cradled his face again, pulling him closer to you. “Do you want to stay, Iruka-kun?” you asked gently, as you gazed into his eyes. You could feel your cheeks redden again as you looked at him for an answer, searching his shocked expression for clues to what he was thinking.

“I-I…” His arms wrapped around you, enveloping you in his heat. You released a happy sigh as you wrapped your own arms around his neck. Iruka leaned to whisper in your ear. “There’s nothing I want more than to stay, y/n..” you shuddered at his voice. “but you need to get some rest, and I’m afraid you wouldn’t get any if I stayed..” Your eyes widened at his meaning and you knew you had turned a new shade of dark red. Iruka let out a short laugh at your increased temperature and placed a light kiss on your neck. You gasped at the feeling of his soft lips on your sensitive skin. As he lifted his head to pull away, you caught his lips and tightened your arms around him. He took a sharp inhale, then deepened the kiss with reciprocated intensity. While still holding you in his arms, he guided you backwards until you felt the cold door frame against your shoulders. Iruka pulled your hips towards his and ground his leg against you, releasing a moan from deep within your throat. Iruka’s breaths shortened into pants in response, and you could feel him hardening against your leg.

You smirked and broke your kiss, pulling his head in closer so you could whisper in his ear, “don’t you want me to take care of this, Iruka-kun?” you whispered sweetly as you ground yourself against him. Iruka let out a stifled groan and halted your moving hips with his hands. He placed his forehead against yours and looked intently into your eyes, his face looking slightly pained from holding back.

“y/n..” he whispered back, panting slightly. “I don’t want to do anything to hurt you.. or make you regret..”

“Iruka,” you said firmly. His face quickly changed to concern at the change in address. You laughed and shook your head slightly, “sorry sorry, Iruka-KUN.” He laughed and smiled in relief. “I have never regretted a single moment with you. And I won’t regret this either,” you said. You tried to look as serious as possible, but you couldn’t stop the smile washing over your face.

Iruka sighed and smiled, nudging your nose with his. He placed a light kiss on your lips as he untangled himself from you and straightened towards your apartment door. “Then please, lead the way..” he said.

#naruto imagines #narutoshippuden #naruto x reader #iruka #iruka x reader #naruto headcanons

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