#Kashi x y/n

[kashixxx47]

The Shirt Incident

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The house was quiet—eerily so. Kakashi Hatake, the man of mystery, had been gone for two days on some classified mission. You told yourself you’d be fine, that his absence wouldn’t affect you. But as the hours dragged on, the silence grew unbearable.You sat curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, bingeing some random show you weren’t even paying attention to. The cold crept in through the cracks, seeping into your bones. The tea you made earlier had gone cold, and the heat from your hands wasn’t doing much to fight off the chill.That’s when you spotted it.His shirt.It was draped over the back of the chair in his usual haphazard way, looking soft, oversized, and utterly inviting. A simple thing—gray, a little worn, but unmistakably his. You swore you could catch the faintest scent of him—fresh rain, a hint of musk, and something uniquely Kakashi.Your brain wrestled with your heart. It’s just a shirt, you told yourself. You don’t need to wear it. But the part of you that missed him—the part that ached for his presence—was louder.“Fine,” you muttered, stomping over to grab it like you were mad at the thing for existing.It was softer than you expected, slipping over your frame with ease, swallowing you up in its oversized fabric. The sleeves hung past your hands, the hem brushing mid-thigh. You sighed, burying your face in the collar, letting the scent wrap around you like a hug. It was stupid, but it helped.---You hadn’t expected him to come back that night.The front door creaked open, and there he was—leaning against the frame, mask slightly askew, silver hair disheveled, and his single exposed eye scanning the room.“Miss me?” he asked, voice low and teasing.You froze. Oh no.You were still wearing his shirt.“Uh... hi?” you squeaked, your voice betraying you.His eye narrowed slightly, a slow smirk forming under the mask. He stepped in, closing the door behind him with a quiet click. “Cute shirt you’ve got there. Didn’t know you were into stealing.”You felt the heat crawl up your neck. “It’s not stealing if you’re not here to claim it,” you shot back, trying to sound bold.He was in front of you in an instant, his hand brushing over the sleeve that hung too long on you. “Huh. Is that so?” His voice was dangerously soft, playful, but there was an edge to it.“I was cold,” you mumbled, shrinking under his gaze.“Cold, huh?” He tilted his head, his smirk widening. “So, instead of a blanket or, I don’t know, turning up the heat, you thought my shirt was the solution?”You opened your mouth to argue, but nothing came out.He leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. “If you wanted to feel close to me, sweetheart, you could’ve just said so.”You smacked his chest—lightly, of course, because he deserved it. “You’re insufferable.”“And you’re adorable,” he countered, tugging on the shirt’s hem. “Though I might need to rethink leaving my clothes lying around.”He pulled you into his arms, the smell of him even stronger now, mingling with the warmth of his touch. “Keep it,” he murmured, resting his chin on top of your head. “It looks better on you anyway.”You didn’t need to say anything else. Wrapped in his arms, wearing his shirt, the world felt right again.

The next morning, you woke up still in his shirt, curled up against him like some kind of lovesick koala. His arm was draped over you, heavy and warm, his slow breaths brushing against your neck. For a moment, you thought he was still asleep.Wrong.“Enjoying yourself, thief?” His voice was a low rumble against your ear, and you almost jumped out of your skin.“Kakashi!” You squirmed, trying to wriggle free, but his grip tightened.“Nuh-uh. You started this,” he murmured, dragging you closer, “so now you deal with the consequences.”“Consequences?!” you huffed, your face heating up. “It’s just a shirt—”“It’s not just a shirt,” he interrupted, his voice dripping with mock offense. “It’s my shirt. And you didn’t even ask.”You rolled your eyes. “You weren’t even here to ask!”His hand slid up your side, making your breath hitch. “Still,” he said, his tone softening, “you looked too damn cute in it to stay mad.”You stared at him, unsure if you wanted to smack him or melt into him. “You’re impossible.”“And yet, you’re still here,” he teased, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His eye softened, the usual teasing glint replaced with something warmer, deeper. “I like that.”The moment stretched, his fingers lingering on your cheek. You thought he might kiss you. You hoped he would.But no. Of course not. He was Kakashi Hatake, the king of keeping you on your toes.Instead, he pulled back, his smirk returning in full force. “Alright, let’s get moving. Breakfast isn’t going to cook itself.”You blinked, thrown by the sudden shift. “You’re cooking?”“Don’t sound so surprised,” he said, already heading toward the kitchen. “I’m full of surprises.”---Later, you found yourself sitting at the kitchen table, watching him move around like he owned the place. He was still in his usual casual attire, the mask back on, but you couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles flexed with every movement. Damn him.He caught you staring, of course. Because why wouldn’t he?“Something on your mind, sweetheart?” he asked, turning just enough to smirk at you over his shoulder.“No,” you lied, focusing on the table.“Hmm. Is that so?” He set a plate in front of you before leaning in, his face inches from yours. “Because you’re looking at me like you’re hungry for something else.”Your face went up in flames. “Shut up!”He chuckled, pulling back and sitting across from you. “Eat up. You’ll need your energy.”“For what?” you asked suspiciously.He tilted his head, feigning innocence. “Oh, you know... just in case you decide to steal anything else.”

Kakashi had been gone for three days, which was three days too many for your liking. You missed his presence, his teasing remarks, the way he’d casually pull you into his arms like it was second nature.And okay, maybe you’d gone a little stir-crazy. Maybe the loneliness had you acting out of character, doing things like—oh, I don’t know—raiding his drawers for something to steal.It started innocent enough. You told yourself it was just for comfort—another one of his shirts to curl up in. But then your eyes landed on the drawer below. The one with his boxers.No. Absolutely not.But the thought stuck, stubborn and relentless. Before you knew it, you were holding one up, staring at it like it was some forbidden treasure.It was soft, black, and—dare you say it—kinda cute. You bit your lip, glancing toward the door like a guilty kid about to sneak cookies before dinner.“Alright, fine,” you muttered, yanking it on over your shorts. The waistband sat snug against your hips, the fabric absurdly comfortable. You gave yourself a twirl in the mirror, laughing at how ridiculous—but oddly cute—you looked.---You didn’t hear him come in.The front door shut softly, followed by the quiet creak of his boots on the floor. You froze mid-spin, your heart leaping into your throat.“Comfortable?”Oh. No.You turned slowly, your face heating up as you met his gaze. Kakashi stood leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed, his eye sharp

Kakashi had left again, this time for a week. One whole week. By day three, you were spiraling—not dramatically, of course, but you were definitely missing his annoying smirks and stupid, smug comebacks.

The thing is, his shirt wasn’t cutting it anymore. You needed to upgrade.

That’s when your eyes landed on his dresser.

You tried to fight it. Really, you did. But the curiosity—the need—to claim another piece of him was too strong. So there you were, staring at the drawer that held the most forbidden treasure of all: Kakashi Hatake’s boxers.

“Alright, let’s do this,” you whispered, hyping yourself up like some kind of spy.

You slid the drawer open, and there they were, folded neatly because of course he’s that kind of man. Your fingers hovered before grabbing a pair—black with subtle designs, nothing flashy, but still very Kakashi.

You held them up, grinning like an idiot. Victory.

The real fun began when he came home early.

You were lounging on the couch in his boxers—because why not? They were comfortable as hell, okay? Paired with one of his oversized shirts, you looked like you were practically drowning in his wardrobe.

The door creaked open. “I’m home,” he called out, his tone casual.

Your blood ran cold. He wasn’t supposed to be back yet.

“Welcome back!” you yelled, scrambling to act normal. But it was too late. He’d already stepped into the living room.

His single eye scanned you, starting at your face, traveling down to the shirt, and then—oh no—the boxers.

You could see the moment it clicked. His head tilted, that infuriating smirk spreading across his face. “Well, well, well,” he drawled. “What do we have here?”

Your heart raced. “I can explain!”

“Oh, I’d love to hear it,” he said, stepping closer, hands shoved in his pockets. “You stealing my shirts was one thing, but this?”

“They’re comfortable!” you blurted, clutching the hem of the shirt for dear life.

“Comfortable, huh?” He loomed over you now, his voice dropping into that low, teasing register that made your stomach flip. “So, what’s the plan here? Are you raiding my entire wardrobe, or are boxers the final boss of your heist?”

“I was just—”

“Just what?” He leaned in, so close you could see the amusement glinting in his eye. “Trying to feel closer to me?”

Your face burned. “Maybe.”

His chuckle was soft, warm, and absolutely maddening. “You know,” he said, his hand brushing lightly over your hip, “if you wanted my attention, sweetheart, you didn’t have to steal my underwear.”

“I wasn’t trying to—”

“Shh.” He pressed a finger to your lips, silencing you with that damn smirk. “Keep ’em,” he said, his voice dangerously soft. “But don’t think for a second you’re getting away with this.”

Before you could ask what he meant, he scooped you up, slinging you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing.

“Kakashi!” you shrieked, smacking his back as he carried you off to God knows where.

“Actions have consequences, cupcake,” he said, utterly unbothered. “And I intend to teach you that lesson.”

It all started with an innocent comment—as these things always do. You’d been lounging in his oversized shirt and boxers, proudly parading around like you owned the place, when you made the offhand remark:

“You know, if I were a man, I’d rock this look better than you.”

Kakashi, who had been peacefully reading on the couch, barely glanced up. “Oh, is that so?”

“Yeah,” you said, puffing out your chest. “All I’m missing are two oranges and a banana, and I’d be unstoppable.”

That caught his attention. His book lowered, his visible eyebrow quirking. “Two oranges and a banana?”

“You heard me.”

A slow smirk spread across his face. “Alright, then. Let’s see it.”

And that’s how you found yourself in the kitchen, raiding the fruit bowl while Kakashi leaned against the counter, arms crossed and thoroughly amused.

You shoved two oranges into the front of the shirt, adjusting them until they looked “anatomically correct.” Then, for the grand finale, you slipped a banana into the waistband of the boxers, letting it hang just right.

You turned to face him, hands on your hips. “How do I look?”

Kakashi stared at you for a long moment before his shoulders started shaking. Then, he lost it.

“Oh my god,” he said, doubling over with laughter. “You look ridiculous.”

“Excuse me?” you said, feigning offense. “I look amazing.”

“You look like a fruit basket.”

“Yeah? Well, this fruit basket could steal your girl.” You struck a pose, smirking like you were on a runway.

Kakashi wiped a tear from his eye, his laughter finally subsiding. “Alright, alright. You win. But don’t blame me when the fruit ends up squished.”

“Blame you? Oh, no,” you said, stepping closer and poking him in the chest. “This is all your fault, Hatake.”

He leaned down, his smirk softening into something more mischievous. “Oh, is it now?”

“Yup,” you said, grinning up at him. “And you’re gonna pay for it.”

After the “banana incident,” as Kakashi had started calling it, you were determined to redeem yourself. “Alright, no more fruit props,” you declared one evening. “We’re doing this properly.”Kakashi sighed, flipping a page in his book. “Properly? You mean without turning the kitchen into your personal fashion studio?”“Exactly.” You plopped down beside him, crossing your legs. “I’m going full method actor now. Prepare to witness greatness.”He glanced at you, unimpressed. “And what’s the plan this time?”“A cucumber,” you said confidently.Kakashi’s book lowered, and his visible eye blinked slowly. “A cucumber.”“Yes.” You grinned. “It’s more… realistic.”---The next day, you stormed into the living room, fully decked out in Kakashi’s clothes—his shirt, his boxers, and, of course, the infamous cucumber strategically tucked into the waistband.Kakashi looked up from his tea, and for a moment, he said nothing. Just… stared.“Well?” you prompted, striking a heroic pose. “What do you think?”His eye twitched. “You know,” he began slowly, “I can’t decide if I should be impressed or concerned.”“Impressed,” you said firmly. “Definitely impressed.”He sighed, setting his cup down. “Alright, I’ll bite. Why a cucumber?”“Because it’s perfect,” you said, gesturing dramatically. “It’s the right shape, the right size, and—”“Stop,” he interrupted, holding up a hand. “I don’t need the details.”“Admit it,” you said, stepping closer. “You’re jealous of how good I look.”He smirked, leaning back. “Jealous? Hardly. Amused? Absolutely.”---And then he snatched the cucumber.“Hey!” you yelped, trying to grab it back.Kakashi held it out of reach, his smirk widening. “You’re done, cupcake. No more props.”“Give it back!”“Not a chance.”You lunged for it, but Kakashi was faster, pinning you to the couch with one arm while holding the cucumber triumphantly in the other.“Looks like I win,” he said, his voice low and smug.You glared up at him, your face flushed. “This isn’t over.”“Oh, I know,” he said, his grin turning wicked. “It never is with you.”

Thank you for reading and for all the support

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Lol ik it's kinda.... Umm.. ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

[melancoley]

just letting yall know that one way of kakashi saying he liked you was always buying something for you whenever he went shopping. groceries, clothes, books, it didn't matter; when he spent money on himself, he would also spent it on you - and no one knew you better than him, so it would always be a pleasure and a blessing seeing your face light up every time he gave you a little something

[kakashi-addict]

little skit...

part-1 part-2

no warnings pure fluff...

plot: team 7 teasing Kakashi by performing his character in their skit.

word count: 350 aprox.

As the training session progressed, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura couldn't help but notice something unusual about Kakashi. He seemed a bit flustered and was blushing more than usual whenever he interacted with you.

Curious and mischievous as they were, Team 7 decided to investigate further. During a break in training, they snuck up to a hidden vantage point where they could observe Kakashi and you without being noticed.

From their hiding spot,

Naruto whispered excitedly, "Do you guys see that? Kakashi-sensei is blushing like crazy whenever Y/N talks to him!"

Sasuke nodded in agreement, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like Kakashi-sensei has a soft spot for Y/N."

Sakura, always observant, chimed in, "I've never seen Kakashi-sensei act this way before. It's kind of cute."

As they continued to watch, they saw Kakashi stealing glances at you, his cheeks turning a rosy hue whenever you laughed or teased him. It was clear that Kakashi was behaving unusually, and Team 7 couldn't resist the urge to have a bit of fun at their sensei's expense.

The next day during training, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura decided to playfully tease Kakashi about his behaviour. They planned a skit where Naruto would mimic Kakashi, blushing and stammering while asking for a kiss.

As the training session progressed, Naruto, in his best Kakashi impression, approached you with a shy smile and asked, "Um, Y/N, could I, uh, maybe, um, have a kiss?"

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at Naruto's exaggerated imitation of Kakashi. Meanwhile, Sasuke and Sakura played along, pretending to be shocked and amused by Naruto's antics.

Kakashi, who was initially confused, soon caught on to what was happening. His cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink as he realized he was being teased by his own team.

"Very funny, Naruto," Kakashi said, trying to maintain his composure but failing as a smile tugged at his lips.

Naruto again tries to break Kakashi composer by taking on Kakashi's persona, dramatically exclaimed, "My dear Y/N, your words are like a jutsu, leaving me defenceless. A kiss, you say? I cannot deny.

The skit continued, with Naruto persistently asking for a kiss while Sasuke and Sakura added playful commentary. Kakashi couldn't help but join in the laughter, his embarrassment turning into amusement as he enjoyed the light hearted moment with his team.

[kakashisbabymama218]

Late Night

Kakashi x Fem!reader

smut, unprotected sex, riding, oral, cum eating, overstimulation

its late when Kakashi returns from his mission, nearing 3 am and he knows your asleep, but he's been half hard all day thinking about you so he can't help himself as he says his goodbyes to his team and heads in the direction of his apartment, wanting to shower before he sees you.

its an hour later when the copy ninja begins his walk to your apartment. he walks quickly, your apartment coming into view minutes later and he goes up the stairs three at a time until he's standing in front of your door. he rummages in his bag for the spare key you gave him months ago, letting himself in and locking the door behind himself. he toes off his shoes at the door, setting his bag down too.

he's light on his feet as he walks towards your bedroom, noticing the door is cracked slightly, a sliver of light shining out into the hallway. he pushes the door open wider, wincing when it creaks loudly. a single eye flicks over towards your still sleeping figure and kakashi releases a breath he didn't know he was holding. he walks over to your bed, watching as you sleep peacefully, the corner of your lip twitching as you smile in your sleep.

he bends down until his face is directly in front of yours. your lips are parted slightly and he can feel your breath on his lips every time you exhale. his mask has already been pulled down, so he doesn't waste anytime and presses his soft lips against yours. you stir slightly but remain asleep.

"y/n" he calls out, shaking you gently. "y/n, wake up" he tries again, this time louder. he watches as your eyes flutter open, blinking once, then twice as your vision clears.

"kakashi? is that you?" you ask with a yawn, immediately recognizing the familiar strands of silver even in the dark.

"yeah, its me. i missed you and i couldn't wait till tomorrow. sorry for waking you up"

"i missed you too" you tell him, sitting up in your bed and reaching over to turn on the light. you groan at the sudden brightness, blinking repeatedly as your eyes adjust to the light.

kakashi takes a moment to take in everything about you. from your messy, bed hair and the dried up drool on the side of your mouth. to the thin, sorry excuse of pajamas that do hardly anything to cover up that perfect body of yours, your nipples hard from the cold air circulating throughout the room.

you can't help but let your eyes roam over his body too, noticing the way his shirt seems to be tighter around his biceps than it was before he left, and the ghosting of a beard that covers his face. you know it'll be gone the first thing in the morning, so you'll give yourself the next few hours to appreciate it, wanting nothing more than to feel that rough stubble tickling your thighs as he eats you out later.

you've only seen kakashi with facial hair maybe once or twice, on his rare off days when he wants to do nothing more than lay in bed with you, your legs intertwined as your fingers play in his hair. each time you couldn't help but let your fingers linger on the stubble, giggling at the roughness as you rub your cheek against his chin.

"fuck i missed you" kakashi says before his lips are on yours, moaning at the sweet taste of your lips, the familiar taste of the cherry chapstick you applied before bed lingers on his tongue as he lets it swipe against your bottom lip.

your lips part in a quiet moan and kakashi takes the chance to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue slip into your mouth.

"kashi" you whine when kakashi brings one of his hands down to your chest, flicking his thumb over one of your erect nipples before pinching it lightly.

within seconds kakashi has switched places with you, his back is pressed against your headboard with his legs spread out in front of him. you're straddling his thighs, hands pressed firmly against his chest.

kakashi's big hands grip your waist tightly, pulling you back and forth along his covered cock. pink, plump lips parting slightly as he lets out a hum of pleasure now that his aching cock is getting a little relief.

within minutes the two of you are both naked, kakashi's hands exploring the expanse of your body. his hands grip your waist, pulling you against his chest as his hands move down to your ass, rubbing and groping it. he lands a hard slap on your ass and you cry out at the sting.

"c'mon baby, wan' you to ride me" kakashi mumbles against your skin as he bites down on your neck "wanna see your tits bounce as you fuck yourself on my dick"

you whine at that, still not use to the way kakashi can turn you into a whining, whimpering, mess with nothing but a couple of soft-spoken words.

you can tell kakashi missed you because he was usually so adamant about prepping you to take his length, stretching you out with his fingers and tongue before he even thought about sinking into those warm, velvety walls of yours.

but he's been away from you too long to waste anymore time not being seethed into your cunt.

you're arms are wrapped around Kakashi's neck, head pressed against his chest as you slowly sink down on his cock.

"nggh-- fuckkkkk" you whine at the stretch, not having anything but a couple of fingers inside of you for the past couple of weeks that he's been away.

"shit baby, its like this pussy got tighter while i was gone" you're only half way down and yet impossibly full. "almost there. just a little bit more, i know you can do it"

its the way he encourages you softly that has you finally sitting all the down.

you give yourself a few minutes to adjust to the stretch before your sliding out until nothing but his tip is still inside, before sinking back down. kakashi

"were you always this big? its like I can feel you in my throat" you breath out, slowly circling your hips. you feel the vibrations against your head when Kakashi laughs quietly.

kakashi moves to lay down flat on the bed and you cant help the gasp that slips past your lips as his cock pushes in deeper inside you.

kakashi lays back, his head resting on the arms folded under his head as he lets your take control, fucking yourself on his dick however you please.

you lift yourself up on shaky knees, hands pressed firmly against kakashi’s chest to steady yourself as you begin riding him, pulling out until nothing but his fat tip is inside of you and slamming right back down. the stretch burns but its quickly overtaken by pleasure as you find a steady rhythm.

kakashi watches as the pleasure takes over you, your mouth falls agape, eyes closed as you rock yourself back and forth on his dick. one of his hands move up to your chest, taking one of your nipples between his fingers, tugging and twisting on the hardened nub before doing the same thing with the other one.

your hands move to rest on kakashi's leg as you begins grinding your hips down against his, crying out when his tip repeatedly hits that sensitive spot inside of you.

kakashi can tell when you begin to get tired, hips slowing down so he decides to help you out. he pulls you down flush against his chest, arms wrapped around you as he plants his feet on the bed below him and begins fucking up into you, hard.

"oooh fuuuuckkkk" you moan, feeling that familiar tightening in your belly. your hand snakes between your bodies, instantly finding your swollen clit and rubbing erratic circles as you begin to tip over the edge.

"m'close" you tell him.

"shit" kakashi curses when he feels your walls tighten around him, sucking him in so tightly as if you never want him to leave. "me too, wanna feel you cum around me"

"gonna let me fill you up?" the question is mumbled against your shoulder, his pace never slowing. you nod your head frantically, wanting nothing more than to feel kakashi's warm seed inside of you, filling you up until you smell like him again.

"fuck i'm cumming" he grunts and you feel the thick spurts of cum shooting inside of you.

he gives the two of you a few moments to come back down to earth, lips pressing soft kisses along your sticky skin.

kakashi pulls out slowly and immediately moves until his face is between your legs. the first swipe of his tongue against your sensitive cunt has you attempting to close your legs, squeezing his head between your thighs.

strong hands push your legs apart as he resumes what he was doing, tongue licking up the mixture of both of you that drips from your gaping hole.

the sounds your making only spurs him on and he wants nothing more than for you to cum on his tongue. he takes your clit into his mouth, ignoring the choked gasp that slips past your lips as your overly sensitive clit is sucked and licked.

"its too much kashi" you whine out, hands pushing and pulling on his silver strands but kakashi doesn't even budge.

"just one more, then we can go to sleep okay? just cum for me one more time"

I WROTE THIS, ME MYSELF AND I!!! dont steal my shit!!!!!

[writtenbyafan]

Rizzing Kakashi

⟢ Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x female!reader ⟢

Kakashi: *Enjoying the nice weather on his day off sitting at his favorite park bench, reading his beloved Icha Icha Paradise*

Kakashi: *Vaguely registers the sound of someone running, glances up when the sound gets closer*

Y/N: *comes skidding to a stop in front of Kakashi, doubled over from running*

Y/N, out of breath: “Hey, Kashi! You wanna see something beautiful??”

Kakashi: *puts book down on his lap* “Sure.”

Y/N: *holds up a mirror facing Kakashi*

Kakashi: *blushes, looking between Y/n’s smiling face and his reflection*

Kakashi, whispering: “I wish you would stop sometimes...”

Y/N, casually: “Only when you stop being so irresistibly adorable.”

Kakashi: *blushes harder*

Might Guy: *hiding in a nearby bush holding in his tears*

Might Guy, whispering: “Good one, Y/N!”

[dylan24obrixn]

Kakashi's Little Wife

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Content: fluff, slight angst if you squint, mentions of cheating (nobody cheats, don't worry), suggestive humor, size kink, breeding kink. adult language, mentions of smut. Kakashi's POV

Word Count: 2.4k

Work Summary: Kakashi's wife has been acting suspicious for a few weeks now, staying out late, leaving early. Kakashi finds himself losing his mind, wondering what his sweet little wife could be up to.

Kakashi knew that when he became Hokage, life would change. He used to spend most of his days teaching during the day, and at night he would come home to his wife, (Y/N), who he adored more than anything else. They met when they were kids, (Y/N) was a bright and boisterous energy that Kakashi was not used to. He would spend his early days scowling at (Y/N), wondering why she was always so happy. She didn’t have the easiest life, and yet she was always smiling, which caused a bit of confusion on Kakashi’s part. That didn’t stop (Y/N) from trying her best to be the light in Kakashi’s life. She literally barreled her way into his life, and now he finds himself wondering what he would do without her. 

Which makes the fact that she’s spent this entire week practically hiding from him, quite strange. (Y/N) spent the majority of their time since being married, perched on Kakashi’s lap, just the way he liked it. So Kakashi found himself wondering what she could be doing. She was his trusted advisor, his confidant, and his wife. She was just a tiny little thing, no more than 4’9 on a good day, blonde hair long and straight, and Kakashi found himself getting lost in her baby blue eyes. Eyes that he wishes he was staring into instead of this incredibly complex and illegible report. 

He sighed softly, setting the parchment to the side. (Y/N) would have this decoded and transcribed in minutes, and yet he had been staring at it for what felt like hours. He was the freaking Hokage, why was this so difficult for him right now? He groaned softly and stood up, walking over to the window and leaning against the frame, looking down at the city. He remembered when he would cause all sorts of havoc in the streets, and (Y/N) would somehow always be there to reign him back in before he went too far. (Y/N)... what was his little wife doing right now that was more important than being here with him?

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and without turning around, he muttered. “Come in…”. He didn’t turn to see who it was. Although the knock sounded like his wife’s, he no longer got his hopes up. She hadn’t come to visit him in weeks, too caught up in whatever it was she was doing to visit. Not that he wouldn’t ask her. Every time they laid in bed together, he would ask where she was, what she was doing, why she didn’t come visit him. Every time, she’d lay a soft tiny hand on his bicep and ask in that sweet melodious voice of hers: “Don’t you trust me Kashi?”. And he did, he really did. (Y/N) wasn’t one to cheat, they were each other’s first everything, and they spent years secretly pining after each other before Kakashi finally broke down one day and kissed her, to which she happily kissed him back. At the time, her kisses felt like they could cure all of Kakashi’s ailments. Now, it felt like a bandaid, a way to pacify him so he would stop pestering her about her whereabouts. Kakashi wondered sometimes….

“Kashi?” That sweet melodious voice of his wife’s travelled to his ears, and he turned around instantly. She was standing at his door, dressed in one of his shirts that felt like more of a dress on her than a shirt. The soft swell of her pregnant belly just barely peeked under the shirt, her pants were dirty, and her little feet were clad in the same shoes she slipped on this morning before sneaking out when she thought he was asleep. He stalked towards her, his excitement taking over before she lifted a finger, stopping him in his tracks. “I’m a clone, before you try anything” She said, and Kakashi’s heart sank. Of course she was a clone, his wife couldn’t be bothered to come see him herself. He thought to himself that this pacifying him thing was getting very old, very fast. He sighed, but before he could say anything, she spoke again.

“(Y/N) summoned me to come get you, it’s late after all. She has a surprise for you, and asked me to give this to you before taking you where you need to go” Kakashi took the little envelope and opened it up. The sweet smell of his wife’s vanilla perfume wafted through his senses, and he smiled softly before reading the note. 

“Kashi, my dear, please don’t be upset with me for sending a clone. I have a surprise for you, one that i’ve spent weeks crafting and it’s been torture not telling you my love. Sometimes I slip out of the house before you wake up so I don’t have to face you and keep a secret from you. Today is the day. Put on the blindfold and follow my clone. 

Yours forever,

(Y/N)

P.S: That me, is not me. It is a clone. So no funny business mister! I will find out!”

Kakashi chuckled softly, and brought the blindfold up to his uncovered eye, tying it around himself and slipping the note into his pocket. He felt the clone take his hand, and led him out of his office. He followed quietly, thinking to himself. What could his wife have spent so much time doing? What would be so important that she couldn’t tell him? She was well into her second trimester at this point, and he worried about their child. They found out they were pregnant mere hours after their wedding. (Y/N) had… passed out after they consummated their marriage for the first time. It was their first time actually engaging in full on intercourse, and while Kakashi’s first thought was that ninja babies grow faster than regular, that was not the case. Kakashi would find… other means of relieving stress with his wife, who was his fiance at the time, which would include Kakashi finishing on (Y/N)’s pussy... just not inside. Kakashi asked the nurse if that was possible? Could him cumming on her pussy really get her pregnant? The nurse assured him that, while rare, it was not an impossible situation. 

“Alright, we’re here. I’ll be going now, take your blindfold off and head inside when you’re ready” The clone said, giving his arm a soft squeeze before disappearing. Kakashi sighed softly and took a breath, removing his blindfold slowly. His eyes squinted and blinked, adjusting to the light. Although it was evening, it was not pitch black like it was under the blindfold. As his eyes adjusted, his heart stopped.

In front of him was his childhood home, the home that his father raised him in, before he took his life. The worn down chipped paint on the house had been refinished, the cobblestone walkway had been replaced, even the mailbox was new, his name branded on the black mailbox in big white letters. The flowerbeds had been weeded out and filled, small cherry blossom trees and sunflowers planted in the beds, which happened to be his wife’s favorite flowers. He tentatively stepped towards the door, his heart beating out of his chest. What was going on? Did his wife really fix up his childhood home? 

He swings the door open slowly, and his heart starts beating out of his chest. There’s pictures of Kakashi and (Y/N) on their wedding day on the wall, ultrasound pictures of their unborn child, there’s pictures of (Y/N) on the wall with her Gram, and Kakashi’s eyes tear up at the photo of his father and himself when they were younger, before his father passed. It looks like an old photo, one that looks like it’s been meticulously restored. He steps forward slowly, his eyes welling with tears. Their entire life is on the wall in front of him, their time together captured in a beautiful timeline. Each photo brings Kakashi closer and closer, and finally, when he tears his gaze away from the wall, he notices her. (Y/N) is standing in the doorway of the hallway, her beautiful long blonde hair which is normally up in a bun is down, curled and tickling her hips, her baby blue eyes are wide with what he believes to be both anxiety and happiness, the little freckles that adorn her beautiful face are flushed with the blush on her cheeks, and his gaze falls down slightly to notice the baby pink nightgown she has on. Silk, with lace trimming, it’s small, barely grazes her thighs, and her tiny petite figure looks nothing less than stunning as she stands there. The soft swell of her belly is enunciated by her tiny hands, which are cupping her belly softly. Kakashi steps forward, and then stops himself with a soft chuckle.

“Are you a clone too?” He asks, his voice hoarse. (Y/N) shakes her head, and smiles tentatively at him. 

“No, it’s me Kashi” She says, and before she can speak further, he’s pressed himself against her, against the wall, and is cupping her tiny face in his hands. His thumb rubs across her cheek in a soft manner, and he smiles at her. Her little hands reach up and pull down his mask, and he tosses the forehead protector that usually hides his Sharingan eye aside, as she stares at him. Her little hands travel the expanse of his face, softly grazing the scar on the underside of his eye he received in battle as a child. Tears are in her eyes as well as she peers up at him. She opens her mouth to speak, but he leans down and presses his lips to hers, pulling her close. He can’t believe this is what she’s been up to, never in a million years did Kakashi ever think that anyone, even his wife, would care for him enough to do this. Yet here she is, standing here like a vision in front of him, with what Kakashi can only describe as the world’s greatest surprise for him.

His hands travel, one down to her lower back, pressed against the small of her back. The other is cupping her cheek, feeling how her mouth moves against his like they’re two pieces of a puzzle meant for each other. She lets out a soft moan and pulls away, much to Kakashi’s dismay. She smiles softly and places a little kiss to the bottom of his chin, which she has to stand on her tippy toes to reach. He chuckles and looks down at her and she smiles at him. 

“I have one more surprise” she says, and he smiles as she guides him to an empty room. He opens the door, and his brows furrow. It’s just an empty room, and he turns to look at her confused. 

“I thought we could decorate together” (Y/N) explains, and Kakashi realizes this is the nursery. His eyes widen and he smiles, more tears forming in his eyes as he takes off his mask which is currently bunched around his neck, and scoops up (Y/N) in his arms, kissing her tenderly. She kisses him back, her small hands clutching her husband’s shoulders as he guides her to the bedroom. He shuts the door with his foot, but as he sets her down, she holds her hand up. He looks at her again, brows furrowed, and she leads him to an oversized chair in the bedroom. He sits down, and immediately before she can even speak, pulls her onto his lap. She giggles softly and bites her lip, peering at him.

“C’mon, i’ve spent the last several weeks without my tiny wife on my lap, i’m not going a minute longer” He says and she blushes, reaching forward to grab something. He kisses her neck, and she whines, grabbing something off the side table and hands it to him. He looks at it for a moment and realizes it’s the gender results for their baby. Kakashi and (Y/N) decided at the last appointment to look at the results when they were ready, and Kakashi had to agree this felt like the perfect time. (Y/N) snuggled softly into his lap, her tiny stance making her a small little doll in his arms, which Kakashi loved. He peers down at her and kisses the top of her head with a smile.

“You’re so pretty little one. Thank you for surprising me with this, this has officially been the best day ever” He says and she giggles softly and ushers him to open the envelope. He tentatively tears it, pulling out the ultrasound and reads the lettering on it. Tears well in his eyes, and he feels like his heart is going to beat out of his chest. Kakashi never wanted kids, it wasn’t something that he thought about. It wasn’t something he thought he’d be good at. He kept to that for a long time, until one day, when (Y/N) walked in to their bedroom, wearing a kimono that had “HATAKE” in bold letters across her shoulders, and his clan symbol spread out down the back of the robe. He knew right then and there that he wanted to make (Y/N) a mother, no matter what it took. It gave Kakashi quite a breeding kink, one he has since exercised on multiple occasions. But the sight of his wife, wearing his clan’s symbol, taking his name like it was an honor rather than a burden, that changed his mind. And now Kakashi was sitting here, with the same woman who is now his wife, learning that he’s going to have a-

“It’s a boy!” (Y/N) says softly, her little fingers tracing the ultrasound. Kakashi smiles and nods, placing a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“That he is little one. You’ve got our little boy in your pretty little belly” She blushes and both of their hands move to caress her belly, the little boy kicking as he feels his Mommy and Daddy’s hands on her belly. She smiles down at her belly and whispers softly to the baby, before looking up at Kakashi, biting her lip. It only lasts a moment, before she says softly.

“I want to name him Sakumo. After your father. He will grow up to surpass both of us, and he will be the strongest little guy in the village”

And that right there? Is when Kakashi knew that this woman was his soulmate.

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Day 3: Masked

Kakashi Hatake x F!Reader One-Shot

Warnings: Probably ooc Kakashi, oral-ish f!receiving, light biting, fingering, “doll” being used for reader once, (not proofread!!)

It was rare to find Kakashi with his mask off, only (y/n) really had the privilege of regularly seeing him with it off. Though she adored his face, and kissing his lips, and feeling him against her, she always wondered how the smooth cloth would feel on her lips. If it would be pleasing or get in the way, or even if he had his eye cover on, would it change anything in the bedroom? She wanted her questions to be put to rest, and soon. (Y/n) stretched her arms out with a yawn, patrolling the streets of the Leaf Village.

She looks around and spots her partner doing the same task, just walking the opposite direction. She hums a bit and skips over to him. “Kakashi!~ How is your patrol going?” She questions with a small head tilt. Kakashi brings his book down away from his face, tilting his head back. His one visible eye closes, as he smiles under his mask. “It’s going well. How about yours, (y/n)?” Kakashi usually stays a bit more professional when on the job, even though he walks around reading rather intriguing books. “Hmm… ‘Kashi, what are you reading?” (Y/n) questions, taking his book from his hands to see where he stopped at in his chapter.

Kakashi had no time to protest, as she scans the page a small heat creeps up to her cheeks. “You shouldn’t be reading this when patrolling you know…” she lets out a small sigh. He looks away, giving a small nod in return, (y/n)’s cheeks puff out, “you know you have the real thing, you don’t need those books.” She starts, waving the book around slightly in front of his face. “The real deal won’t let me bend her over anywhere, so I have to read the books instead while I’m on patrol. Unless you’re implying you’ll take me right here, (y/n).” He teases, taking the book from her fingers, giving another closed eye smile, even if you couldn’t see his mouth. (Y/n) opens her mouth to attempt a protest, and he turns on his heel to begin his patrolling again. “Wait- who said I wouldn’t?” She says quickly in his direction, trying not to let the heat settling in her core stop her from her bold advances. She’s had sex with Kakashi multiple times, but it doesn’t stop her from fantasizing of ways they haven’t done it before.

Kakashi lets out a hum, turning back to lightly grab her wrist with his gloved hand. He begins to drag her off, and makes his way behind a building, safely covered by trees and bushes as to not get caught. His book long forgotten, closed in his bag at his side, “you can’t be getting loud on me, (y/n).” He states to her, running his hands through her hair. He pushes her against the back of the building, humming all while he does so, he goes to pull his mask down from his face, and (y/n)’s hands reach up to stop him. “Uhm- can we try, with your mask on, ‘Kashi?” She adverts her gaze from his own, he gives a small nod, and attempts a kiss placing his clothed mouth over her own. She gives a small noise, feeling how the cloth keeps her from exactly what she’s craving, it’s soft against her lips.

Kakashi pulls away, and tilts her head to the side so he has access to her neck, he has a quick internal debate about how he’s going to do anything, though he decides on pressing his nose against her, and nipping at her through the cloth. The way his teeth feel dulled down against her causes her to squirm against the wall. It’s not enough at all, though at the same time it’s plenty to keep her going. He continues biting at her through the cloth, trailing his way down to her shoulders, the cold metal of his headband hits against her lightly on an occasion, not that she minds too much. He takes his mouth off of her, a bit displeased with how little marks his teeth left because of the cushioning of the mask. He goes to his knees rather quickly, pulling her pants away from her leaving her standing in underwear, his face right at her heat. “In my book, earlier, they were similar, you won’t mind if I get a taste tight?” He questions, (y/n) gives a small nod, letting him know he can continue on. He presses his clothed nose, right against her own clothed cunt, he breathes in. “Your smell is always lovely…” He comments mostly to himself, he begins to attempt to lick, his mask becoming wet as he does so, and finally the wetness hits her own fabric, wetting her clit as he pushes against it.

He runs his hands up her thighs, using his nose to stimulate her lightly. He uses a finger to pry her underwear to the side pressing a digit against her hole. (Y/n) lets out a small noise, placing her hands in his hair in the process. He dips a finger in, feeling her wet walls against such, (y/n) gives a small gasp, biting back to keep herself quiet. He moves to place his moth right over her entrance, prodding at it with his tongue, creating a soiled patch right on his mask. He inhales her scent as much as possible, almost thrusting at the air from that alone. He continues rubbing his nose against her clit, dipping his finger in deeper beginning to pump it in and out hastily. (Y/n) squeezes her eyes shut, reeling forward ever so slightly. He adds another finger to her entrance, (y/n) feels the way his mask is slowly dampening more while sitting face first at her heat, a feeling begins to creep into the pit of her stomach. She squeezes her legs together as much as possible, Kakashi’s other hand keeping her thighs apart just enough to continue. (Y/n) gives a quick ‘hggh!’ As she feels her insides clench around his slender digits, Kakashi slowly fingers her a few more times, letting her ride off her high. She begins to pant lightly, keeping quiet was more of a struggle than she originally thought.

“Good job (y/n)~” he comments, pulling his fingers out of her, and moving his face away from her cunt. He moves her underwear back to cover her up, standing up with a small stretch. “Awh, you ruined my mask huh?” He sniffs in again, he pulls his mask off of his face with his non-sticky hand, and he smiles to her once his mouth is visible. He puts the mask into his bag at his side, and pries (y/n)’s lips apart lightly with his soiled fingers, sticking them in. “Clean them up like a good girl.” He lightly demands, her tongue wraps around his digits as she tastes her own juice. Once deemed clean, he takes his fingers from her mouth, and places a kiss right to it, finally un-masked. They linger for a moment, continuing their kiss. Kakashi pulls away first, and (y/n) gives him a small pout, he pulls a new mask from his pocket, placing it back over his face. “We should get back to work mhm?” He rubs a thumb across her cheek, giving her a soft look, and helping her pull her pants back to herself, and helps straighten up her look.

(Y/n) smiles up at him, “I think after patrol you should fuck me with the mask on, you’d look good looming over me like that. And your breathing would get heavier.” She lightly pushes herself into his chest, hugging him, before stretching her arms in the air above herself. He hugs back, and watches her stretch, “yeah, okay. I’ll look forward to it doll.” He turns and makes his way out from behind the building and through the bushes, she watches him go with a small smile, and waits a moment before exiting from the opposite side, just in case of anyone being around.

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tenjiku’s princess — mitsuya takashi

after not hearing from you for days, he was bound to have nagging thoughts swirling around his brain. what he didn’t expect was for you to appear with tenjiku, the opposition and being announced as their little sister.

my note: kinda obsessed with character x other character’s sibling fics oop. also canon change, mitsuya didn’t get hospitalised and does attend tenjiku v toman. also kinda hate this cause i love rindou but he and ran fit the fic soo ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

mitsuya never questioned why he dropped you off down the street from your house, never once seeing which one was yours. maybe your parents wouldn’t like the sight of seeing a boy with their daughter dressed in a gang uniform and perched against a motorbike. he would do anything to get their approval, prove to them that he could treat their daughter amazingly as they dreamed someone would.

he never pushed you though, your sweet smile gracing your features as you reassured him you’d get home safe and he didn’t need to worry. he had hoped one day you’d introduce him to your family as he had done himself. luna and mana adore you. they frequently asked questions about his girlfriend, begging him to bring her over after school and maybe all four could go out for ice cream. he cherished the bond between you and his sisters, even his lock screen was a photo of you holding hands with his sisters wandering through the zoo.

he only wished he could bond with your family like you did his.

you never shared much information about your family, hardly even mentioning your parents. however, he remembered when you let it slip that you had two older brothers and that they had returned from being away for a while. mitsuya assumed maybe they were away at university and were back visiting their little sister but by the look on your face, it certainly wasn’t the case.

he occasionally asked questions but you never gave anything away. instead giving him a soft smile, “i just want you to myself, taka. what if my brothers stole you?” you joked, knowing yourself that they would do much worse to your loving boyfriend.

today was no different, mitsuya dropped you on the corner and helped you off his bike. he smiled as he noticed your disheveled hair after taking off the helmet he especially bought for you, a black helmet with fuzzy cover on, bunny ears flopping down either side. “thank you for bringing me home, kashi.” you spoke quietly as you always did but there was something in your expression that felt different this time. he decided not to press the matter, if you needed him, he knew you’d come to him.

“of course, y/n-chan. anything for you.” he smiled, taking the helmet from you and hanging it over the handles of his motorbike. pressing a chaste kiss to his lips and waving shyly goodbye, he watched you disappear down the street. what he didn’t know was that there was watchful eyes nearby and they were anything but friendly.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

it had been four days since your last text and phone call. even the evening he had dropped you off and you seemed uneasy, he had radio silence from you. it worried him, of course. you had never gone more than a few hours without at least sending a message, either to say what you were up to or that you loved him. this time, nothing. he tried to push these thoughts out of his brain whilst he was at the meeting discussing the conflict with tenjiku.

hakkai came to his side, noticing something was off with his captain. “something wrong?” he asked, gazing at mitsuya who’s face looked troubled. “nothing… just, have you heard from y/n?” mitsuya didn’t even know why he was asking, there was a minuscule chance that hakkai had spoken to you. after all, if he himself as your boyfriend had heard nothing, why would hakkai be any different?

hakkai shook his head in response, a frown settled on his features. his brows furrowed, “what’s happened?”

mitsuya thought about what he could even say. nothing had happened and you didn’t fight when he last saw you; if anything, it was perfect. he had taken you on a date to a nearby patisserie cafe, allowing you to choose anything you wanted. he remembered wiping some cream that had somehow gotten on your nose and how pink your cheeks got from the gesture.

“i… she hasn’t spoken to me. i haven’t even seen a glimpse of her, im so worried somethings happened.” mitsuya explained exasperated. “i can’t even visit her house and get her to talk to me…”

hakkai was always so empathetic towards mitsuya, it was almost as if he felt the pain his friend was. “i’m sure she’ll speak to you, taka-chan… maybe she’s just busy. she loves you to the moon and back! she’d never jeopardise your relationship without good reason.”

the meeting went on and mitsuya couldn’t concentrate no matter how hard he tried. all he knew was tomorrow he would face tenjiku and he hoped more than anything his prize would be seeing you afterwards.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

the following day, toman was in ruins. emma’s death had rendered mikey and draken useless in this fight, smiley was incapacitated in hospital after being jumped by tenjiku unprotected by anyone. he was angry, rightfully so and ready to prove to tenjiku what toman was and what they would never be.

he was fighting with hakkai and angry by his side, after all angry was missing his brother and needed support in this fight; mitsuya was determined to support his comrades.

however, when he came face to face with the haitani brothers his heart stopped. they both strolled forwards, a smug expression adorning both of their faces. eventually, they separated, revealing you, his girlfriend sniffling from behind them.

“y/n-chan! are you okay?” mitsuya sprinted forwards, ignoring the immediate danger of the haitani brothers. he wondered if they had kidnapped you in an attempt to weaken toman even more than they already had. did they hurt you? your tears were breaking his heart, he didn’t know if he could bear it if they had laid their hands on you. mitsuya’s thoughts were broken by ran’s baton colliding with his forehead causing him to fall backwards.

“onii-chan! stop, please!” you screeched, after seeing your boyfriend get hurt and your older brothers just snickering in response.

‘onii… chan?’ mitsuya thought in confusion. hakkai and smiley had both stopped fighting their respective opponents after your sudden outburst. they helped mitsuya to his feet, his hands clutching his head in pain.

“that’s right, mitsuya takashi. y/n here is our little sister!” rindou laughed, ruffling your hair as even more tears streamed down your cheeks, “it’s a shame you didn’t introduce yourself like a man, maybe we would have accepted you.” ran added.

confusion was clouding mitsuya’s judgement, these were the brothers you were talking about? how couldn’t you tell him?

“we knew our sis had a little boyfriend, we half expected some little dweeb we could crush in an instant but you? it makes this a whole ordeal a lot more interesting.” rindou taunted him, inching forward to test mitsuya’s resolve.

rindou lunged at mitsuya, effortlessly taking him to the floor and trapping mitsuya’s leg in his iconic move. alarmed, you ran forwards hoping to plead with your brother. ran’s reaction was seemingly better than yours, he wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up and effortlessly walking backwards, even with your thrashing. placing you down, he left you in the care of izana.

“i’ll get kakucho to take y/n-chan home.” izana smiled at you menacingly before you were forcefully taken away from the fight and your boyfriend.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

once you were returned home and left with threats of mitsuya’s life, you knew you had to stay put. you only prayed that your brothers wouldn’t do something so horrible, even if toman was their enemy.

you couldnt do anything but sit near the front door and wait for your brothers to return home. your only chance was to convince them that mitsuya was the only boy you could ever love. however, they didn’t return and instead you received a phone call about their recent arrest. all you heard was three deaths and multiple arrests.

hyperventilating and sobbing, your mind could only go to the worst possible outcome. ran and rindou had killed mitsuya just to get back at you for keeping him a secret.

a gentle knock at the door pulled you out of your panick attack. frantically wiping your face to get rid of any and all tears flowing down your face, you braced yourself from whoever was on the other side of the door. part of you was expecting tenjiku members or even police.

“y/n-chan, it’s me. please open the door…” mitsuya’s voice was almost inaudible through the heavy door but you heard it none the less. flinging the door open, you jumped into his arms. mitsuya wasted no time in catching you, wrapping his arms around your middle and fully taking you into his arms; ignoring the searing pain in his body, this mattered more.

be carefully carried you inside and kicking the door shut, “where’s your room?” he whispered, one hand coming to cup your cheek, wiping any excess tears away. he gently shushed your sobs as he followed your directions to your room.

after getting you settled, he retrieved some water for you and reassured you until you had calmed down, only the occasional hiccup. “h-how did you know where i lived?” you mumbled, head resting on his chest as mirsuya’s arms were snaked around your waist, holding onto you protectively.

“your brothers told me before their arrest. they’ve entrusted your safety with me.”

[hyuneskkami]

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⤷ haikyū!! boys (multiple) x fem!reader

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♡ fandom | haikyū!!

♡ includes | rintaro suna x f!reader. atsumu miya x f!reader. kotaro bokuto x f!reader. keiji akaashi x f!reader. (separate pairings/drabbles)

♡ warnings | swearing (in suna’s and akaashi’s), loser boyfriend behaviour (in bokuto’s), nicknames (‘babe’, ‘my girl’, etc. in suna’s and akaashi’s), i-love-you’s, very very very short but effective as fuck (it’s literally all 100-200 words each but I loved the endings help), not proofread as always, lmk if I made any mistakes anywhere.

♡ a/n | my favourite inarizaki and fukurōdani boys!!!!! also I kinda projected onto y/n’s personality so i’m acc sorry if it doesn’t cater to your exact personality 😭 and they’re drabbles for a reason but still: they’re so short help 💀 anyway, suna and akaashi’s were inspired by this post (more parts coming soon!)

♡ wc | 1k

(りんたろう 。。。RINTARŌ SUNA !

“delete that!” I shrieked, launching myself at my boyfriend’s body.

he held his phone out of reach and said, “but babe, I like the picture—”

“rin! that picture is so bad—at least let me get pretty, and then we can go out. then you take some pictures and look at them forever, or whatever.” I grumbled, folding my hands over my chest and flopping down onto the couch.

“but you always look pretty,” he looked down at me, before tumbling onto my lap.

“shut up.”

“but you do! even when you think you don’t look pretty, you do! especially when you’re napping or doing stupid shit without me or bullying ‘tsumu into buying you ramen at 2 in the night, and it makes me fall flat on my face, everyday, knowing I get to wake up to such a beautiful person by my side,” he said, fondly, and grinned. rintarō suna grinned at me! wait. i’m his girlfriend. why am I simping over that?

words failed me, so I just resorted to turning bright red and grumbling. “yeah. whatever. shut up—”

he pecked my cheek and sat back.

unable to conceal my red cheeks and wide eyes, I stood up, smacking his head, and walked to the kitchen.

“oi! don’t ‘whatever’ me! I love you!” he yelled, and stood up, continuing to follow me as I giggled to myself.

宮 みや 侑 あつむ 。。。ATSUMU MIYA !

“y/n, I swear to god, stop diving–” osamu started.

“IT’S LITERALLY MY JOB, SHUT UP–”

“YOU GOT ENOUGH PRACTICE, YOU’LL HURT YOUR TINY SELF–”

“oi oi oiii, don’t call my girl tiny,” atsumu, my personal favourite miya twin, said, walking onto the court with three bentōs and water bottles. he pecked my check.

“huh? she started it!” osamu pointed an accusatory finger at me.

I blew a raspberry in his face, sticking my tongue out.

“oho, I see the team is here, eh? spiker, setter, and libero, mm?” kita’s voice rang out, his smug tone not going unnoticed.

I groaned. “don’t you dare let akagi-senpai hear that. I will kill myself if he hears it. I don’t need a skilled, official libero flaming behind me.”

“after akagi-san graduates, we’ll probably die trying to find a proper libero, ehh,” osamu said.

“what if we disguise n/n as a guy?” atsumu suggested. I slapped his arm, catching onto his idea.

“dude! yes!” I screamed.

“bro! I love you so much!” ‘tsumu shrieked, grinning.

“ahh, to be young, to dream, and to be in love,” kita sighed behind us.

ぼくと こうたろう 。。。KŌTARŌ BOKUTO !

“i’m not fixing him, i’m making him worse,” I smiled.

“are you talking about bokuto or your toys?” akaashi raised his brow. “you’re supposed to say, ‘I can fix him’, not ‘i’m not fixing him’.” he groaned. “god knows he needs it!”

“excuse me?!” bokuto screeched, walking into the living room with two bowls of popcorn, feigning shock.

“kashi! don’t say that to my baby,” I frowned. “you’re an absolute angel, c’mere, baby.” I made grabby motions at bokuto. he grinned at me, turned around to stick his tongue out at akaashi, and handed him a bowl of popcorn. akaashi pretended to gag, but accepted the bowl and started scarfing down the popcorn without hesitation.

“he’s just jealous he doesn’t have a y/n,” bokuto grumbled after sitting down beside me, and hiding his face in my neck.

“I see her everyday anyway, and I don’t need another, honestly. she’s chaotic as it is,” he said, halfway through finishing his bowl. I flashed him a toothy grin and stole some popcorn from bokuto’s bowl.

he handed the entire bowl over to me, and mumbled, looking anywhere but at me, “itwasforyouinthefirstplace.” I still saw his red ears and giggled.

“bro, you’ve been with her for two years,” akaashi pointed out. “you still get nervous talking to her, just like the first time, eh–”

“shhh, kashi! let me enjoy one of japan’s top aces getting flustered over popcorn–it’s cute.”

“youreluckyIloveyou!”

“what was that? i’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear you–”

after that, bokuto whined and akaashi teased him, and I could only look at them and smile, till the movie ended.

akaashi moved to his bedroom while I walked up the stairs and flopped down onto bokuto’s soft mattress, melting into it.

he was already sound asleep beside me, passing out as soon as his body had hit the bed around an hour ago. I rolled closer to him, and threw both my legs over his blanket-covered ones, lying in an odd diagonal position across the bed.

I opened tumblr on my phone to scroll through my dash before sleeping. I chuckled at the first post that showed up, reblogged it, and fell asleep.

あかあし 。。。KEIJI AKAASHI !

keiji came over around an hour ago to my dorm after his volleyball practice with the boys ended late. after he took a shower and came out half-naked, we fell onto the couch in the living room together, wrapped in a blanket together with the air conditioning at its lowest temperature.

he was lying to the inner side of the couch on his side and I layed down right in front of him, on my side too.

“I can feel you staring. it’s creepy as fuck,” I said, turning around to look at him in the dim light of the room illuminated solely by the television playing some show.

“i’m not even allowed to look at my girl now? geez,” he rolled his eyes, continuing to gaze lazily at my face. my breathing quickened at the short distance, and I was sure he could tell.

“don’t look at me with those eyes,” I whispered.

“what eyes?” he smirked, leaning in.

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Welcome Home

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The village was quiet under the soft glow of streetlights as Kakashi finally made his way home. The mission had been grueling, pushing him to his limits, and every step he took felt heavier than the last. His clothes were dusted with dirt, his arms and legs aching from exhaustion, and he barely had the energy to take off his shoes as he stepped inside.

But there, at the door, stood Y/N. She’d been waiting for him, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw him. Without a word, she walked over and wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight. Kakashi sighed, letting the weight of his day melt away in her embrace, and buried his face in her shoulder, grateful to be home at last.

“You’re back,” she murmured, her voice soft and full of warmth. “I missed you.”

Kakashi managed a tired smile, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes. “I missed you, too.”

Just then, the faint pitter-patter of small footsteps echoed down the hall, and three small faces peeked around the corner. The kids’ eyes went wide with excitement, and before Kakashi knew it, they were rushing over, giggling as they threw their arms around him.

“Dad!” Kitto squealed, clutching his father’s leg. “You’re home!”

Ruka hugged his other side, her eyes drooping but filled with joy. Kashu, always the quieter one, simply leaned against him, his small hand gripping Kakashi’s with a reassuring squeeze. “We missed you, Dad,” he whispered.

Kakashi knelt down, giving each of them a gentle hug. “I missed you all, too,” he said, his voice soft with exhaustion yet filled with love.

Y/N, sensing how tired he was, gently coaxed the kids back toward their room. “Alright, everyone, time for bed. Dad needs to rest now, but he’ll be here in the morning, okay?”

The kids each gave Kakashi one last goodnight hug, their sleepy smiles warming his heart before they finally shuffled back to their room. Y/N tucked them in, whispering soft reassurances before quietly closing their door.

When she returned, she found Kakashi leaning heavily against the wall, his eyes half-closed in fatigue. She reached for his hand, guiding him gently. “Come on. Let’s get you out of those clothes and into something more comfortable.”

He nodded, following her to the bathroom where she’d already prepared a hot bath. Candles cast a warm, gentle glow around the room, and soft towels were folded nearby, the room feeling as inviting as a safe haven. Y/N helped him with his gear, his hands too weary to manage on his own, and he let her, feeling utterly cared for.

As he sank into the hot water, Kakashi let out a sigh of relief, feeling the warmth seep into his muscles, soothing the aches and bruises. Y/N knelt beside the tub, reaching over to brush her fingers through his hair, and he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch.

“Rough mission?” she asked softly, her voice full of concern.

He nodded, eyes still closed. “It was… but I kept thinking about coming home to you. To all of you. It made it easier to keep going.”

Y/N’s heart swelled, and she leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “We’re so glad to have you back, Kakashi. There’s no place we’d rather have you than here, safe and sound.”

He gave a small, grateful smile, reaching for her hand and squeezing it gently. “Thank you. For everything.” Her hand was warm in his, steadying him even as his body finally relaxed fully into the water.

When the water began to cool, Y/N helped him up, wrapping him in a towel and guiding him to their room. The bed was turned down, pillows fluffed, and as he lay down, Y/N slipped in beside him, her arms open in silent invitation. He didn’t hesitate, wrapping himself around her, his head resting on her chest as he let out a deep, contented sigh.

She gently ran her fingers through his hair, her touch soft and soothing. “I missed this,” he murmured, his voice muffled against her shoulder. “Just being close to you.”

She held him tighter, her fingers tracing small circles on his back. “I missed you, too. It’s not the same without you here.”

For a while, they lay together in comfortable silence, his breathing slowing as he sank deeper into her embrace. He felt her press a gentle kiss to his forehead, then another to his temple, her quiet affection wrapping him in warmth. The world felt far away, all the tension and exhaustion melting under her touch.

As his eyes grew heavy, Kakashi’s voice softened to a whisper. “You’re… my home. The thought of coming back to you… it kept me going out there.”

Y/N’s hand paused for a moment, her heart swelling at his words. She kissed the top of his head, her voice just as quiet. “You’ll always have a place to come back to, Kakashi. We’ll always be here, waiting for you.”

With that, he let his last bit of tension melt away, his breathing slowing as he drifted into a deep, restful sleep. And for the first time in a long while, he felt completely at peace, knowing he was exactly where he belonged—in the warmth and safety of her arms, in the quiet heart of their home.

[ I really needed that cuddles]

Hope y'al like it ヾ(＾-＾)ノ

[detectivestucks]

A Jealous Hokage IV

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader x Obito

Summary: Obito regrets his actions as you decide what to do moving forward. Kakashi invites you to an event and things get steamy as you decide what you’re going to wear.

Warnings: NSFW, Slight Degradation, Spanking, Fingering, Unprotected Sex

Word Count: 3.4k

Part 3

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You sit there, staring at the gift. Your mind that had gone blank, paralyzed by indecision, was now swirling with inner dialogue. What is wrong with me? Kakashi is amazing. We’ve been dating for the better part of a year. Why would I throw that away? But Obito, how do I describe it? You always know where you stand with him. He doesn’t hide his affection. The way he looks at me. The way he made me feel under his genjutsu…but that’s exactly why I can’t trust him. The entire thing could’ve been lies just to get me in bed. This is all a game to him. It’s not a game to Kakashi. He loves me. He’s the healthy choice, even if it is in secret. I might have feelings for Obito but I love Kakashi and I'm not gonna give that up. 

You make this decision with a firm nod of your head. Now that you are certain of what you’re going to do, you reach out and finally unwrap the small box that had been sitting patiently on your table for the past two hours. 

It is a beautiful necklace and earring set. A long strand of glittery stones with a bright pendant, it was exceedingly fancy and you wonder when you would ever wear such jewelry. Sure you love dressing up for work but within reason. This looked like something you’d wear to dinner with the Feudal Lord. It must’ve been very expensive. Why would Kakashi spend this kind of money on me?

The next morning you head into work trying your hardest to pretend last night never happened. It was genjutsu, it was genjutsu, it was genjutsu. None of it was real. It was genjutsu. No matter how many times you told yourself this, you were still saddled with guilt cause you know that in the heat of the moment you liked it. Curse Obito for doing this to you. You were happy and in love before he came along. Why did he have to come ruin everything?

You drop your stuff off in your office and head to the break room to grab hot water to make some tea. Upon entering the room you see Obito. Your face instantly shades red from both shame and anger and you storm away avoiding him. Obito for once regrets his advances towards you. He knows he crossed a line last night. Desperation got the best of him. He shouldn’t have used his abilities like that. 

Mortified, you decide to hide out in your office. You hear a soft knock on the door. It was Obito holding a cup of tea. “Go away Obito” 

Completely disregarding your wishes he enters anyway and puts the tea down on your desk. “I’m sorry, Y/N, I was out of line last night.” You sheepishly take the tea off the desk. “I think that might be the first time you’ve ever called me by my name.” you give a small smile. “Thank you Obito. For the tea and for the apology.” You blow on the tea before taking a sip. 

“I’ve let my feelings for you consume my actions. I've been focusing on what I want and I took it too far.” He steps forward and grabs your hand, kissing the back of it. “Forgive me Princess.”

“Please stop calling me that.”

“Never” he says with a smile as he walks out of your office.

You would be lying if you said that the small gesture didn’t make you feel warm. You liked how special he made you feel but last night is as far as things will ever go. You stand firm on that decision.

Not even ten minutes go by before Kakashi enters your office without knocking and leans against your desk. You beam up at him. “Good Morning Kashi!”

“Good Morning Angel” He leans down to give you a kiss on the cheek. “Did you like your gift?”

Recalling the jewelry he had delivered to your home, you exclaim, “It was beautiful! However I couldn’t help but wonder, what was the occasion?”

“I’m so glad you phrased it like that.” He smiled, “The Feudal Lord came to my office yesterday afternoon. He wants us to host a Gala to fundraise for the Academy. Since these times of peace have brought in fewer paid missions, we need more money to keep the program going. He also wants to invite representatives from the other great nations to continue to build international relationships. I thought you could wear it when you go.”

“I’m invited?”

“All members of the shinobi forces are invited, including the personnel at headquarters.”

“Wow, sounds fancy. I feel so important.”

“You are important.” He says with a brush of your cheek. 

At that moment you hear your office mate shuffling in through the door. Kakashi immediately stands up. 

“I’ll have the latest update on that translation on your desk by lunch.”

Kakashi nods while playing along. “I appreciate it. I can always count on you.” He begins to leave your office. 

“Good Morning Lord Sixth.”

“Good Morning Shiho. Just a heads up, you should be expecting an invitation from my office later today.” 

“Oh, okay, thank you!” she called to him as he disappeared out your office door. 

“What is the invite about?”

“It’s some fundraiser Gala. We’re all invited.”

“Oh that sounds fun! You gonna bring a date?”

“Psh, yeah right.”

“What about the mystery man?”

“He is a mystery for a reason and he is going to stay a mystery.” You say with a pointed look.

Shiho rolls her eyes and drops it, deciding to get started on the day’s work. 

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You come home from work thinking about the Gala. What on earth am I going to wear? I don’t have anything that fancy! You begin to rifle through your closet looking for a dress that matches Kakashi’s earrings. There is a knock on the door. You turn around, leaving your closet and walk towards the kitchen. You open up your door to find Kakashi standing there with flowers for you. Beaming at him, you hurry him inside before anyone could see.

“That was a big risk you took coming here with flowers like this. Someone could've seen you.”

“Don’t worry Angel, I was careful.”

He gives you the bouquet and you smell them. “They’re lovely, thank you.”

“Not as lovely as you.”  he says, eyes sparkling as he looks at you with complete adoration. You feel butterflies rise in your stomach yet again. He always has that effect on you. You turn to put them in water and make two cups of tea. 

“I’m sorry I’ve been so busy.”

“That’s okay, Kash. I have plenty of work to occupy my time.”

“And I’m sorry that you can’t be my official date to the Gala.” The way he says this tells you that he is genuinely bothered by it.

“I don’t need all of that. I’m just happy being with you, even if it’s private.” you say, placing a hand on his forearm.

Kakashi pulls down his mask while he leans in for a kiss. You wrap both of your arms around him pressing your lips into his. When your mouths disconnect, he asks softly, “Have you thought about what you’re going to wear?”

“Actually I was just trying to figure that out. I think I may need to go shopping.”

“Well I’ve been thinking about what you should wear, a lot.” He whispers in your ear. You feel the familiar tingle of excitement trickle along your spine.

“Do tell” you whisper back

“Well I was thinking something red and revealing. Maybe something low cut showing off your lovely tits, teasing the entire room” he says gripping your waist tightly. “The fabric sheer so I can see your thong through it from across the dining hall.” He kisses your cheek. “Perhaps a slit up to your hip so that I have easy access when I corner you in the closet.” He kisses your neck. “Every man in the room will want you but only I will get to fuck you.” he whispers into your neck.

You hum in amusement. “Well if you want me to wear something low cut, you’ll need to stop giving me so many hickies.” 

You hear the hesitation as he debates whether or not to resist the urge to bite down on you. He settled for kissing along the entire curve of your neck and shoulder, willing to allow your pre-existing marks heal before the Gala. He kisses all around your collarbone before licking his tongue up your neck.

You close your eyes and exhale feeling the arousal begin to pool in your underwear. He presses his lips into yours before nibbling on your lower lip, pulling till it slips out from between his teeth. You sharply inhale feeling lust wash over you. Your fingers dig into his back as you pull him towards you. 

He pushes you onto the table pulling off your tank top to kiss all over your chest. Your head drops back as he kisses you, careful not to leave a single mark. It isn’t as fun as his love bites but it still makes you soak the lace between your legs. While he kisses you he undoes the snap of your bra, causing it to fall in your lap. You push his face into your chest letting him lick your cleavage before suckling on your tits, taking care of each one. Since he couldn’t mark up your skin he decided to be extra cruel to your nipples biting down on them with ferocity. “AH!!” you call out. Chills roll over your body covering your skin as his nibbling makes your empty pussy crave something to clamp down around. 

He lets go of your tit with a satisfied smile, devilishly staring up at you. You pull off his shirt and undo his pants, kissing his entire front. Every muscle, every scar, every facet that you could get your greedy mouth on, you wanted to taste it all. He stroked himself as he watched you. Once again thinking about how he could fuck you for the rest of his life. You nibbled on his collarbone before he raised your face up to his. 

“Open”

You open your mouth. He spits into it. 

“Swallow” 

You swallow his spit. A wicked smile curls his lips. He loves how you play along with anything he throws at you. “That’s a good Angel”

He spins you around so you’re bent over the table and yanks your pants down past your hips. He spanks you a few times just to watch you squirm before sliding his fingers into your slit. You moan as he works your gummy walls. His other hand reaches to cover your mouth and arch your back up towards him. With his hand jutting in and out of your tightening pussy, he leans down and whispers in your ear, “Do you like that my little slut? You like when I finger your hole?”

“Mhm” you say, muffled by his hand. He adjusts his hand and slips two fingers into your mouth fish hooking you while he quickens the pace in your cunt adding a third finger inside. 

“Aa-aaa-aaa-hhh!” you moan, unable to truly speak with your stretched out lips. You began to kick your legs trapped together by your pants pulled halfway down. He pulls his fingers out of your heat and replaces them with his dick already dipping with precum. You let out a satisfied groan as he stretches you, filling you up completely, pushing inside you all the way to the hilt. 

He shoves his slick covered fingers in your mouth, feeding you your own cum before hooking them in your mouth like his other hand, using your lips to grip you while slamming rhythmically into your plush behind. Your fingers clutch the edge of the table trying to steady yourself as you curse and scream in pleasure. 

Wanting to pick up speed, Kakashi grabs you by the elbows pulling your arms behind your back as he unleashes the pent up sexual desire that had been building in him from imagining you in your sexy red dress.

“Oo-ohh, ye-esss, babb-byyy” you say broken up by each stroke that slams into your cervix. 

Wanting more, he switches his grip to your throat, pushing deeper with each thrust. Your eyes are rolling backwards with pleasure. You start to gasp for air as you feel yourself toppling over the edge leaving cream all over Kakashi’s cock. 

He adjusts his grip again, putting one hand on your neck and a pinky in your rear. Normally he’d save this for a punishment but he couldn’t resist. You were squirming so much already and he wanted to see your squirm more. A guttural groan fell out of your mouth as he slid in, making his stomach coil. 

You start to go limp after your orgasm so Kakashi flips you on your back, lifting your restrained legs over one shoulder, pulling you to the edge of your kitchen table. Your fingers once more curling around the edge for support. You gaze up at him with a look of satisfied exhaustion, smiling as he plows into you. He hugs your knees as he slows down. Stroking slow and even. You whine and wiggle around wanting him to go fast again. He centers your legs, knees stuck together, on his chest, letting your ankles fall open on either side of his head. 

He leans down, pressing your legs into your chest going in deep. He keeps a medium pace as he sticks a finger back in your mouth. You obediently suck on it hoping you’ll be rewarded with more speed. He sticks a second finger in. You accept it gladly. He starts to smile and adds a third finger. You willingly take it into your mouth sucking as drool starts to dribble out the corner of your lips. He adds a fourth finger stroking them in and out of your mouth. 

“You’re a greedy little slut tonight, aren’t you?”

“Mhm” you say with doe eyes. He smiles ready to give you your reward. He takes his hand out of your mouth and grabs your tit as he picks up the pace slamming into you over and over again. Your back arched off the table in ecstasy. His balls tightened as he watched your eyes roll back before squeezing shut. “That’s it Angel, let it out.”

You scream as your legs shake. Your back begins to convulse as he continues to split you in two during your orgasm. 

Kakashi’s toes curl as he’s close to cumming. At the last minute he pulls out and sprays his sticky ropes all over your chest. Still panting and catching your breath, you take a finger and wipe up some of his cum and bring it to your mouth. “Mmmm” you hum. Smiling at him as you lick.

He pulls you up by the back of your head to kiss you, even though he was still catching his own breath, he can’t help himself. He loves you and can’t think of a better way to show you. You know exactly what to do to drive him wild. He can’t get enough of your swollen lips. He inhales deep before releasing your mouth with several small kisses. Smiling at you, heart full. He goes to grab you a damp cloth to clean up your chest when he musters up the courage to ask:

“Would it be all that bad if I were your date to the Gala, officially speaking?”

“Huh?”

“If people were to know about us. Would it be so bad?”

“Kashi, we’ve been over this. I don’t want people to think I’m sleeping my way to the top, especially now that you’re Hokage.”

“Everyone knows how bright you are. No one would assume any merits you earn are because of me.”

“That’s all everyone will think. I wouldn’t be able to stand the scrutiny.”

“If anyone causes you trouble then they will have me to deal with.”

“And have you make it worse? I don’t think so.”

At that moment Obito came to your house. He was hoping to steal another moment with you but he heard Kakashi’s voice so he stayed outside, listening in on your conversation.

“So am I just going to be your secret forever?”

“No, just till you step down as Hokage.”

“Till I step down? That will be years. I don’t think I can hide you for that long.”

You cast your eyes down realizing how big a commitment that was to ask of him.

“Are you going to ask me to marry you in secret too? Be your secret husband? Cause I’m not waiting till I’m out of office to ask for your hand.”

Your eyes shot up wide. “You, you’ve thought about marrying me?”

Still outside eavesdropping, Obito felt he had been punched in the gut.

“Is that surprising to you?”

“I guess I hadn’t stopped to think about it.” Your stomach was doing flips realizing how serious Kakashi was about you. 

“You see my face every day. The last person to see my face was my father. What does that tell you?” he says playing with your hair.

“Kakashi…”

“You have my trust completely. I am yours forever.” He says, closing his hands around yours.

“I…I want all that with you. I do, but I’m not ready. I don’t know if I can handle what people will think and say. I’m sorry Kashi.”

Kakashi is having a hard time hearing your words. He starts to wonder if it has to do with Obito. He pulls up his mask and gets dressed. 

“Please don’t leave Kashi, please” you say, feeling panicked. Getting up off the table, tugging at his arm. You pull him into you, forcing him to hug you. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Kash. I wish I could change the way I feel, I do, but I’m not ready.” tears are leaking out of the corners of your eyes. 

“I’m sorry too. I need some time to think.” He pushes you away heading towards the door. 

“Kashi, Please!” Desperation thick in your voice. 

He turns around, pain painted all over his features. “Do you know what it’s like for me to watch men look at you thinking you’re single? What it’s like to hear how they talk about you knowing they believe you’re available for the taking? What it’s like to be in the same room as you but pretend you are nothing more than a colleague? It was fun in the beginning but I can’t do this forever.”

“You don’t think I go through the same thing? Every girl wants you. But you have nothing to lose, where I will lose the respect of all my peers. No one will take me seriously. Everything that I’ve worked for will be lost.”

“I will take you seriously. Me, the Hokage. Can’t that be enough?”

You swallow hard as you look down in thought. Kakashi kisses your forehead and whispers, “Come to me when you figure it out.” and with that he left. 

You stood there crying in your living room, staring at the door through which he left. You felt like he was asking you to choose between him and your career. It's not as simple as he makes it seem.

After a few moments you find it in yourself to move from where your feet were planted and begin putting your clothes back on, tears still streaming down your face.

Obito finally decided to make his presence known. He walked through your front door without knocking, “Now’s not the time, Obito.” you sniffle

He comes in and immediately hugs you, holding you in his warm embrace. “It’ll be okay Princess”

“You’re just saying that cause you hope it’s over between us.” you mutter into his chest beginning to cry even harder.

“No, Princess, I wouldn’t hope for anything that hurts you.” he whispers, moving you over to the couch to sit together. You look up at his face and believe him. That look in his eyes where the universe has shifted to revolve around you is front and center. He stays with you, holding you as you lay on his chest. “What can I do to help, Princess?”

“Be the Hokage” you say sarcastically with a hint of seriousness 

He lets out a small chuckle, “That used to be my dream, you know.”

“What changed?” you say with a sniffle

“I did some things that I can’t take back.”

Unsure of what to say, you choose to nestle into Obito in response. He had never been so vulnerable with you before.

Tightening his embrace he says to you,“You wouldn’t have to go through any of this if you were with me. It would be easy, the way it’s supposed to be.”

“Give it a rest Obito.”

He kisses your temple and continues to hold you, deciding to drop the topic. He stays with you till you cry yourself to sleep. He carries you to your bed and kisses your salty tear-stained cheek before leaving. His heart ached from how much he was beginning to love you. He was all but certain you would never leave Kakashi. It pained him to know you wouldn’t have to endure any of your fears if you would just choose him. Why wouldn’t you just choose him? He looked back at you longingly, over his shoulder, before shutting the door behind him.

Part 5 Masterlist

[kakashi-addict]

Plushie ^.^

no warnings. just fluff...

word count: 430

S:- so I just thought about Kakashi being annoyed of your plushie infront of you but cuddling it feeling your scent on it when you are away...

It's a lazy Sunday afternoon, you decides to shop for some ingredients for the dinner leaving Kakashi at your shared place. After a while when you enters the cozy living room, you spots Kakashi napping on the couch, his silver hair mussed from sleep. A soft smile tugs at your lips as you notices his book covering his face, and beside him, a small plushy toy clutched in his hand. Unable to resist the urge to capture the adorable moment, you quietly takes out your phone and snaps a picture, already envisioning Kakashi's surprised and playful reaction when he wakes up.

Y/N: 𝐶ℎ𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 Oh, Kakashi... you're too cute for your own good.

𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙y a𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛.

Y/N: 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 How am I supposed to resist taking a picture of this?

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖′𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟.

Y/N: 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 "Caught you napping like a little kid. Can't wait to see your reaction when you wake up! 😜"

A short while later, Kakashi stirs from his nap, blinking sleepily as he notices his phone buzzing with Y/N′s message.

Kakashi: 𝑅𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛 Ah, she got me again... always finding ways to tease me.

Kakashi sends a playful reply

Kakashi: "You're lucky I look adorable even when I'm asleep. 😉 Next time, I'll make sure to hide my napping spots better."

Y/N: 𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 Looking forward to it, Kashi. But admit it, you secretly love these little moments.

Kakashi: 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 Maybe I do... just a little bit.

you sets the photo as your phone's wallpaper. While spending time at the training ground with Kakashi and Might Guy, Y/N receives a call and excuses herself briefly. As she steps away, her phone lights up with the wallpaper visible to Guy, who can't help but notice the cute and teasing picture of Kakashi.

Guy: 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 Hey, Kakashi, have you seen Y/N's wallpaper?

Kakashi: 𝐶𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 No, what's on it?

Guy: 𝐺𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 Oh, just a certain someone caught napping with a book and a stuffed animal. Looks like our cool and composed Kakashi has a soft side too!

Kakashi: 𝐵𝑙𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 Really now... Y/N has that picture as her wallpaper ?

Guy: 𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 Yep, and it's adorable! Who knew our fearless ninja leader could look so innocent and cuddly?

𝑌/𝑁 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝐺𝑢𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦′𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡.

Y/N: 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 What's so funny?

Guy: 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑌/𝑁 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒 Your wallpaper says it all, Y/N! you Captured the elusive Kakashi in a vulnerable moment, huh?

Y/N: 𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 It was too cute to resist! Besides, Kakashi looks adorable no matter what.

Kakashi: 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 Thanks a lot, Y/N. Now I'll never hear the end of it from Guy.

Guy: 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 you know me too well rival.

[marvelmymarvel]

Are You Cold?

Hokage!Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Synopsis: You were being stubborn and didn't bring a coat to dinner. And now that you had to walk back home in the cold did you start to kick yourself for being the way you were. You're just lucky his cloak is warm enough for you.

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Kakashi's fingers laced with yours as you walked towards the exit. You threw a smile at the owner before calling out a simple 'Thank you!'. Kakashi let go of your hand and reached for his Hokage cloak, shimmying it onto his body as he looked at you. "Next time we go out, remind me to stop at home to drop off this thing" Kakashi laughed, feeling quite ridiculous being out and about with it on. You smiled at him before taking his hand once more. He went to grab the door with his free hand before freezing.

"Where is your jacket Y/n?"

The question made you freeze in your spot, it was the one question you didn't want him to ask. "I uh, forgot it at home". He eyed you, not quite believing your statement. If he remembered correctly, he specifically told you to bring a coat as it was going to get colder as the night went on. "Y/n, it's freezing" he scolded quietly only causing you to roll your eyes, "Goodness Kashi it's not that bad" you breathed out as you opened the door leading to the outside world.

Your breath caught in your throat as the late fall air hit your nerves, Kakashi bit back a sigh from behind you. You were always so stubborn, especially when he told you to do something. You braced yourself for a scolding but only got an arm wrapping around you instead, "Let's head home then".

A smile graced your lips as you felt the fear of a scolding float away, but it quickly fell the colder you grew. Your hair was standing on end, teeth chattering as you forced yourself to seem unaffected by the weather. But Kakashi knew, he always knew. Kakashi pulled from you, causing you to huff out in annoyance from losing the only heat you were receiving. "Kakashi what are you-" before you even had time to register what he was doing, you were already surrounded by his Hokage cloak. The warmth of the material and the smell of him enveloped you in a sense of security, causing you to sigh dreamily.

He once again wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in closer to him as he walked faster to get you two home. "Next time I tell you to bring a coat, bring a coat" he muttered in fake annoyance. Your smirk went unseen by him, but your plan had worked out better than you had imagined. You didn't expect him to give you his cloak, you just wanted to be close to him.

But this? This was much better.

"I like this thing..."

"Don't get comfortable, I need that thing back-"

You stopped in your tracks, cutting him off as you stared at him blankly. He cocked his head at you before letting his eyes travel up and down your body. You did look really good in that cloak, "Like what you see Lord Sixth?"

He took in a sharp inhale of cold air, it was way below freezing but you were making it feel like it was boiling. "I do indeed like what I see, you got that right" he muttered. Your lips curled into a sweet innocent smile as he walked towards you like a predator hunting its prey. "I think it'd look better on the ground, though"

"Oh?"

"Mhmm, that and everything else you have on underneath there"

It was your turn to grow warm, face heating up as you felt his hands grab your hips from inside of the cloak. You opened your mouth to tease him back but he yanked you forward, silencing you instantly. "Let's head home, ya?"

You nodded your head quickly at that, eyes sparkling with excitement as you felt him move his hands out of the cloak to grab your shaking hand. It was cold considering the cloak wasn't long enough to cover that part of your body-

"I think I need to warm you up... So we better hurry" You let out a giggle at his statement, the excitement now bubbling over and showing in every one of your senses. You liked where this stubbornness led you...

You may just have to start leaving your coat at home more often.

[harrietbarnesblog]

Kitty

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Pairing: Kakashi hatake x reader

Warning: cats, implied smut.

It was a fine day. After a hard time of practising team 7 decided to have ramen. The team was headed towards Naruto's favourite ramen shop, Ichiraku's.

On the way back home, Sakura spotted a stray kitty.

"Kakashi sensei, wait up." Sakura said, lifting the cat in her hands. Everyone came to a halt.

She examined it thoroughly in her hands. She noticed it was so weak. "We can't just leave this cat here. We need to take it home and give it treatment."

"Yeah, then take it home, Sakura." Naruto said.

"I can't. My mom will kick me out if she knows I brought a cat inside our house. Naruto, why don't you take it home?"

"I can't. I don't know how to take care of a cat." He said sheepishly.

"Sasuke?"

"I'm sorry but I have more responsibilities than taking care of that cat." Sasuke said. But deep down he wanted to take it home and cure it. But he wasn't sure how.

"But we can't just abandon it here." Naruto said. "Kakashi sensei, why don't you take it home with you?"

"Who? Me?" Kakashi wondered.

“Yes.”

“I- I” kakashi hesitated. Before he could say anything, Naruto pushed the cat to his hand. He wanted to take it home but..

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“Honey, I'm home.” Kakashi said, his voice was a bit shaky. He had the cat hidden behind his back. He entered his house and searched for his wife. But she was nowhere to be found. He let out a relaxing sigh.he rushed to his bedroom and hid it in the closet. He kept a bowl of water and a bowl of milk for it.\

“Be a good kitty and be silent. Okay? Stay here.” he said to the cats and it meowed back.

“Kashi, you are home.” you said as you entered the house.

Kakashi closed the closet door but He kept the door a bit open so the cat wouldn't suffocate.

He ran out of the bedroom to greet you.he hugged you and kissed on your cheeks.

“y/n, I’m so hungry. Is there anything to eat?”

“No,but I can fix something for you.”

“Yeah, that would be nice.”

“But before that I need to change my clothes. I hope you can hold your hunger till then.” you said and started to head towards the bedroom.

He started to panic.

You walked past him. He grabs your wrist, spins you around and pulls you into his chest. You gasp at his sudden moment.

“I've changed my mind. I’m not hungry anymore.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, I'm hungry for something else.” he whispered. He slowly slides his finger from your lips to your neck. You let out a shaky breath.

“Not- not now. later . I really wanna get out of this dress…”

“Yeah, I really want you out of this dress.” he interrupts you.

“And get into something else.” you finish your sentence. You push him away with a kiss on his cheeks.

You move past him and open the bedroom door. Every step you took towards the closet, Kakashi's heart slowly stopped beating.

Suddenly Kakashi was behind you, hugging you tightly.

“Darling , what is it with you today?” you chuckled softly.

“I just need you so much.”

“We can do whatever you want tomorrow. I'm so tired today.”

You reached for the closet before Kakashi could stop you, you opened it.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” you screamed looking at the tiny little kitty.

“Meow.” the kitty purred. You clumsily walked towards you and sat in front of you.

“Kakashi, I'm going to kill you.” you said. “What do you think about bringing a cat home without my permission? This is the 13th time this week.if you keep doing this we will have no space to live in this household. Already our guest room is full of dogs and cats.where will we keep this?”

“Oofff” kakashi shrugged.

“You are sleeping outside today.”

You picked the cat in your hand and kicked Kakashi out of the room.

“The kitty…”

“He will be sleeping super comfy on the bed tonight. You don't have to worry.”

“Won't you be, my kitty kitty?” you said changing your voice.

“My kitty kitty?”

You closed the bedroom. You changed your clothes and climbed to the bed. The cat was already asleep.

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An hour passed and you couldn't sleep without your husband beside you. You went out of the room. Kakashi was deep asleep on the couch. You slowly climbed on him without waking him up. He unconsciously adjusted his position and wrapped his arms around him. You kissed his chest and laid your head on him.

“Couldn't sleep without me, y/n?” Kakashi whispered.

“Shut up, I'm still mad.”

He chuckled.

“Meow.”

You both looked down to find the cat standing beside the sofa.kakashi picked him up and placed him on top of you.

You all fell into a comfortable sleep cuddled up with each other.

[kaslovestsuki]

Café Lover Boy

Small writing prompt ig, this is gonna be a Akaashi x gn! Reader small story.

No warnings!

Characters mentioned: Akaashi, Bokuto

Story plot: you being a regular customer at Akaashi's cafe and he grows to like you a little more than he's used to

Word count: 925

You have grown to know Akaashi and his grey haired friend pretty well, you've been a normal customer at Kashi Cafe for almost a year now. When you came in you always got a hot mocha latte with extra espresso and whipped cream, Akaashi started to memorize it after the 3rd week of you coming in to the store. He would always start your order at 3:15 cause you would go to he cafe after you got off work. You would always greet them the same way everytime you came in the cafe, "Hey Kashi, you should know my order by now Hun." He grew used to your little nickname for him, and he never realized how used to it he was until today. You came in at your usual time and sat down without a word, Akaashi looked over at your booth and noticed that something was off when you had your headphones on and were staring out the window. While he was making your order Bokuto had caught on pretty quickly to the thickness in the atmosphere. "Hey Kashi, they seem a little off today don't you think?" Bokuto seemed genuinely concerned for you as you were never so down when you came into the cafe. "I know, I'm sure something just happened at work, so it's better not to pry into their business." Akaashi's words had a very sweet but concerned tone to them. As he went over to you booth with your drink he slowly sat down across from you and tapped the table, as you could feel the vibrations from his tapping. You gently pulled your headphones down and looked at him with tired eyes like he's never seen before. "Hey I have your usual order, just wanted to make sure you were okay?" You could see the genuine worry in his eyes as he slid your drink over to you. You couldn't help but give him a small smile with the gesture, "Works just been tiering and they're cutting my paycheck in half due to more workers coming in." He seemed to have perked up at your statement and had a glint in his eyes. "Well, I'd be happy to have you work here if you ever need? I could use the extra help since Bokuto will be visiting family soon." He spoke so softly as to not seem too eager. You looked at him with such a sincere look in your eyes, "Thank you Akaashi." Was all you could mumble out. He seemed to have frozen up at your words, were you mad at him? You never used his actual full name before. He felt like his heart was thumping and on the verge of breaking apart from the unusual feeling. You guys talked for a while until more customers came in and he had to assist Bokuto behind the counter. You stayed in the cafe until they had to close as you had nowhere you needed to be today. "Hey y/n, would you maybe want me to walk you home?" He had such a genuine and beautiful smile as he spoke. You just nodded softly as he closed up the shop. As you were walking home with Akaashi you could feel the atmosphere tension start to get more thick as you got closer to your house. "Hey y/n, uhm I'm sorry if this sounds weird but why didn't you call me Hun?" He sounded sad like you had just broken his heart into pieces.

You looked at him so softly as if you were going to cry, "I'm sorry I just wasn't paying much attention to my words." He just gave a small hum in response. "Do you think....you can always call me Hun?" He asked so sweetly and how could you tell such a pretty boy, no. "Of course Hun." You gave a small smile and he gave one back. As you reached your house he felt like something was bubbling up in him, as you got to the gates of your house and said your goodbyes he he'll onto you. "Kashi? Do you need something?" You asked softly as his hand gripped your wrist softly as to not hurt you. "Can I ask you something?" He asked nicely with his head down and a visible blush creeping up his neck. You nodded in response, "What would you say if..... someone asked you out?" You couldn't help but giggle at his question as you knew where it was going. He seemed to be more nervous as he let go of your wrist and turned away, You grabbed his shoulder softly and turned him towards you. "I'd say that I'm already in love." You smiled in such a sweet way that made him feel like his face was on fire. "I love you Akaashi." He quickly lifted his face at your words with a very noticeable deep red color painted across his face. "Y-You love me?" He asked so softly you could barely hear him. You hummed a 'yes' in response, he couldn't stop himself from just kissing you and holding onto you tightly not wanting to let go. As he pulled back you could see how his smile creeped onto his face so cutely. "I love you too Y/n, I always have loved you." You couldn't help but smile widely at his words. "Well I'll see you tomorrow Hun." At that moment the nickname had sent shivers down his spine in the best way. He smiled and nodded giving you one last kiss and bidding his goodbyes.

[pupkashi]

happy birthday jess! wishin you all the best :))

so for my request could you pls write a rokudaime!kakashi x preggy wife!reader where pakkun has taken a liking to y/n and she always plays with him when he gets summoned. one time kashi comes home and sees y/n sleeping with pakkun on her lap and he just finds it very adorable <33

hi hi !! sorry for taking so long but it’s up now !! I hope you’re still around here to read it <3