#hidan: made up

[mixelation]

'your made up langauge' 'SPANISH???' is so fucking funny to me lmao. sorry tori this entire fuckin planet is monolingual outside of code! whoops

i can't make this joke about english within the text because i don't have an explanation for why everyone understands each other. however what if people just don't know other languages exist except maybe, like, ancient ones

tori, drunk out of her mind, dancing in a corner: yo perreo sola~~

kisame: see?! she speaks in tongues when she's drunk

itachi: please be more considerate, kisame. this is probably a piece of ancient poetry of extreme cultural importance

[ladykissingfish]

Deidara: Danna, what religion are you?

Sasori: Nothing.

Deidara: So you're an atheist?

Sasori: Not exactly. I'd like to believe in the idea of a higher power, but, I'm a creature of science. I believe in facts, statistics, and verifiable proofs. But I suppose I'm open to believing anything.

Deidara: I guess I'm like that too, hm. Not for the science stuff but about being open to things. I don't think it's good to be made to believe in one thing, you know? It's -

*Hidan comes into the room*

Hidan: Are you fuckers shopping for a new religion?? Because I've got the perfect one for you! I --

Sasori: No, Hidan.

Hidan: But ...

Deidara: Nobody wants to hear anything about your damn phony Lord Jashin, hm!

*Deidara and Sasori leave*

Hidan: *pulls up his right hand, revealing a hand-puppet with white hair and pink eyes*

Hidan: That fucker had the audacity to call you phony, Lord Jashin!

"Lord Jashin": Destroy the non-believer!

Hidan, raising his scythe with the other hand: As you command, my Lord.

Kakuzu, sneaking up behind with a syringe of Hidan's medication:

[meowmeowuchiha]

I like to headcanon Hidan as having gone through several things that would be incredibly traumatizing to literally anyone else, but he somehow just.....isn't affected by them.

Being beat as a small child by his mother? Annoying and it hurt.

His first kill being a desperation kill where he bites the guy's throat out? It was messy and he had to jump in a random pool of water to wash off all the blood, and that was obnoxious.

Never being taught how to read as a small child due to no one caring about him? Took way too long to figure it out by himself and it was SUPER annoying.

After gaining his immortality and suffering various different fatal wounds without actually dying for the first time? Really really weird and it hurt like a bitch but it was exhilarating at the same time.

Granted there's ONE thing that happened to him where he repressed the memories but I'm not gonna get into that.

The point is that the vast majority of the things that would traumatize damn near anyone else he somehow just shrugs off and people are both amazed and deeply disturbed by how nonchalant he is regarding the horrors he's suffered.

[mind-ctrl]

You are walking alone in a forest at night. The thick fog makes it difficult to see and you can’t quite shake the uneasy feeling that you should not be here right now. You deeply wish you were already home in your safe, warm bed. Nothing to be done about it now though, you have to keep walking.

As you walk you hear the leaves crunch under your feet and the sound of crickets echoing all around you. Suddenly, you hear twigs snapping loudly and quickly turn to look in the direction of the sound. Between the trees shrouded in the thick fog you see several dark figures, each one wearing a cloak.

You already know it’s over for you. You must choose one to go with.

[powerfultenderness]

I really like [this picrew!]

Ty for tagging me @mrsbakashi 😄

My ocs/si + my fav naruto men. Kisame, Hidan, and Iruka! 🥰

[orcelito]

I'm right at the start of Hidan and Kakuzu's arc and I am So Scared

This is one that hurts fr bcksbmf

[stormears]

Anyone who wants to hear about some killer Naruto stories from back in the olden times that fits this bill and made me laugh till I spit in like 2011, check my tags.

Hurt/comfort this, enemies to lovers that, NO ONE talk about the joys of crack treated seriously

[thevirtualvalentine]

— ☁︎ AKATSUKI REACTION TO YOUR ‘AKATSUKI THEMED’ BONNET :

content warnings: fluff, kinky/curly haired!reader, established relationships, crack but written in character(ish), hidan being hidan, dreadhead!tobi, they love you and your natural hair. 🖤

authors note: extremely self indulgent headcannons I’ve been sitting on because I think this would be hilarious.

Inspired by my bonnet:

DEIDARA

Deidara takes exceptionally good care of his hair, it’s something the two of you bonded over together in the hideout. He watches you do your wash days and then lets you slink into his room after to hangout, but today you got a new bonnet.

“Now that is a work of art,” he laughs watching you make your way to the bed. Usually, your bonnets are in one solid color but today… it’s black with red clouds, like his cloak. “Where’d you get a thing like that.”

Obviously, he had to get one himself so that you can match. “Baby, don’t gatekeep,” he begged and pleaded. On the upside, his hair is softer and silkier than ever and you’re beginning to envy his inches of 613 hair.

HIDAN

Hidan, bless his heart, does not understand hair care. When you first started seeing each other he did not know what a bonnet was for. But, once he learned he started buying you ones that he thought were cute. Pink ones, purple ones, ones with ties so you could make a bow.

“I ain’t ever seen no akatsuki bonnet,” he remarks watching you strut around the living room in your new item. “It’s cute bunny, real cute.” He can’t explain it, but this strokes his pride 10 fold seeing you in his paraphernalia. Safe to say this one became his favorite.

He did, however, also have one special made with Lord Jashins symbols too.

ITACHI

Itachi is a kind lover, therefore he does most of your hair care for you. Since being with him, wash day have never been a hassle. Braid outs, wash n go’s, cornrows galore that boy knows what to do.

That’s why when you’ve come to bed tonight you decide to surprise him. “What’d ya think?” You say while scooting closer to your lover under the covers. He’s also freshly showered, skin still damp as he lazily props himself up with an arm.

He toys with the elastic by dragging his finger along the perimeter, his sultry eyelashes batting as he looks you over. “I like it,” And he means it, but he already knows he’s going to get you one with the Uchiha insignia instead.

KONAN

Similarly to Itachi, Konan knows what the fucks going on. Queen of detangles and leave in conditioners, she gets you right and takes pride in being helpful to you. So, you thought you’d pay your girlfriend back with an homage to her organization that seemingly has profound meaning to her.

It’s late and you know she’s a bit stressed as of recent, so as you both get ready for bed in your shared bathroom you put on your new bonnet. She almost chokes on her toothbrush in shock!

“Oh baby I love it! Where did you even get something like that. It suits you so well,” she dotes with toothpaste still on the sides of her mouth. It puts a smile on her face whenever you wear it.

KAKUZU

The truest idgaf-er, says not a lick the day you wear it around him. Honestly he doesn’t know how feels about it, a stupid investment really. That you’d spend, most likely, his money on a such a trivial thing [eyeroll emoji].

Whatever. It’s.. nice. But, don’t expect him to compliment you. “Kakuzu, you haven’t said anything bout my new bonnet,” you pout while trying to curl up next to him like a cat on the sofa.

He pauses trying to find his words, “you look like a walking target.” When he sees the expression of joy fall from your face he knows he messed up. “But it’s a sweet gesture, little one.” He slots his arm on your waist rubbing the expanse of your smooth skin with his rough hand. It makes you heat up a bit. He’s a sweetie when he wants to be.

SASORI

Your boyfriend is annoying, but you happen to like him like that. The times when he is out of Hiruko in the safety of the compound, he likes to touch you even if he can’t feel it. He’s possessive over you, he knows how beautiful you are, your hair being only the crown of your beauty. He’ll curl strands of it around his wooden fingers as you talk — he isn’t the biggest help to maintaining it, wood body and all — more-so an appreciator of the art that is you.

You decide that you’ll annoy him back, buying a bonnet that matches his robe for work. “Are you serious? I wanted to play with your hair but you come in with that,” he pinches the veneer of his nose bridge in an exaggerated sigh. “You’re ridiculous. Come here, now.”

Sasori may act like he doesn’t like it, but it’s clear from the way he smirks as you lounge with him that he is a fan. “Such novelty,” he says while planting kisses on your forehead.

TOBI

Babe, he already had one. “Does that mean you wanted to match with lil ol’ me!!” He jumps around your shared room popping in and out of reality as you chase him around. What started as a coalition of curly heads in the akatsuki has blossomed into a fruitful relationship between you and he.

“Tobi you big jerk! I wanted to surprise you,” he looks utterly ridiculous in a matching robe and bonnet right now. You’re unable to catch him from how hard you’re laughing at him while he taunts you. Once you finally get your hands on the slippery bastard, it’s time for a wash day (together of course).

“How’d you even get this Tobi, I had to get mines special made,” you say as you scrub his scalp of any buildup with your nails. “A magician never reveals his secrets y/n-chan~~” he winks in your direction.

“Shut up or I’m charging you for a retwist.” He was quickly silenced.

[reallyromealone]

Title: healer

Fandom: naruto

Characters: akatsuki

Fic type: omegaverse

Pairings:

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, readers smart

Notes:

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(Name) Hummed quietly to themselves while carefully wrapping gauze around the alphas midsection that they had just stitched up. Handing was a cleaned akatsuki uniform, stitched and sewn back up like new, (name) didn't really know what the uniform symbolised but it was clearly important and they wouldn't want the unconscious man to worry about it.

(Name) Lived alone in these woods, the ability to heal the worst of wounds and this one was no different.

"No clue what fight you got yourself into but you sure made it out barely...." (Name) Joked to the unconscious person while finishing up 'no clue when they will wake up.... Should probably make dinner...' (name) thought while going to their small kitchen to make a meal, enough for two people... Just in case.

Itachi woke to the smell of an Omega and stew, sitting up with a groan and looking to see he was bandaged up... Quite well actually.

"Don't sit up too fast! You could pop a stitch!" A voice called from the other room and Itachi looked for his belongings to find them neatly beside him and his coat hung and fixed. An Omega walked into the room with a tray, a bowl and a glass filled with what was assumed to be juice "you were out for a while! Didn't know when you would wake up.." (name) chuckled nervously while setting the tray on the coffee table "how do you feel? You were pretty messed up ... My healing could only do so much so I had to do the rest manually"

Itachi just stared at the other who smiled happily before a look of realization crossed them 'must realize who I am affiliated wi--' "I forgot to introduce myself! I'm (name)!" The Omega bowed slightly before looking up sheepishly, Itachi sat there stunned before getting up "thank you for your assistance" he said simply while grabbing his belongings, (name) looking concerned "do you have anyone to call? I have a telephone..." It was an old one, nothing like the the newer cell phones but it did it's job!

"That won't be needed"

"Well... Here! Take this!" (Name) Rushed out into the kitchen and returned with origini, wrapped and all cute "I keep these on hand for snacks... Please keep safe"

Why was this Omega so kind? To someone they didn't know?

Itachi didn't know what to make of it but decided to just leave, rice ball in hand.

"This is real good! Where did ya get this?" Deidara asked while finishing the rice ball, Itachi resting with a sigh "some Omega who healed me" he grumbled and hidan raised an eyebrow "an Omega did that? What some high ranking ninja?"

"No, just some Omega in the woods"

"Whoever that Omega was, they have healing abilities like nothing I ever seen..." The older man said simply while glancing at the others exposed stitches, he saw how fucked up the other alpha looked, that omega was powerful.

"Hm?" (Name) Was reading some books they got from town a a couple kilometers from the woods they resided in when a knock at the door pulled them out from their world of imagination. Walking to the door, they weren't expecting to see that alpha again or others dressed like him "oh you're back! You forget anything?" (Name) Asked curiously and glanced at their mid section "you left before I could give you cream to help... Hopefully it healed nicely!"

"This is the Omega that healed you? This is them?" Deidara laughed in disbelief while (name) looked confused, a large group of alphas coming and just laughing, then konan felt it...

The omegas Chakra.

"We require your assistance, one of our members is gravely injured" she lied, (name) looking concerned "sure! Let me get my bag!" The alphas stepped in while (name) went to their room to go grab their belongings.

But (name) knew better than to trust a large group of alphas even if they were incredibly attractive.

So they used what they were taught by their grandpa and slipped out, a secret door in their closet.

'nope, not today' (name) thought while they sneaked away.

Knowing a few Jitsu really helped in a punch....

[peeponastick]

Touch My Soul, Pt. 2

Domme!Reader x Virgin!Uchiha Itachi  

Word count: 3.6K

Rating: Explicit NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

cw/tw: fem!reader, porn w plot skip to the diamonds for smut you horndog, name calling? (Hidan being an asshole, calls Itachi crow boy lmaoaoao), sappy and romantic, pining?, one bed trope heheh, hand kink, scent kink?, dry humping, corruption kink, praise, exhibitionism, breast & nipple play, cum play, ball play, dirty talk, cursing, use of pet names (sweet boy, good boy, etc), masturbation, not super intense BDSM D/s dynamics (reader is def a switch), inexperience & virginity loss (Itachi, let me cook), multiple orgasms, creampie.

Synopsis: Part 2 of Touch My Soul, (Pt. 1 here). Itachi is just a lil' nervous baby. The more time he spends around you, the more he doesn’t know what to do with his growing feelings. When you find yourselves in an unexpected situation, you take the wheel, ruining him for anyone else.

I really appreciate the love I got on my first-ever smut（╹◡╹）♡ (Yuji fic here). Wanted to follow it up with another kinktober addition, featuring one of my other beloved anime men.

I’m on a subby men streak rn and no one can stop me!!! Hope y’all enjoyyy <3 <3 

It was late that night when you heard two gentle knocks on your door that made you jump, butterflies fluttering deep in your stomach knowing it was Itachi at your door. The rest of your fellow Akatuski members surely had gone to bed already, making it the safest time for the two of you to meet alone. 

You hurriedly grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, slipping into your light pink satin robe that deliciously slinked off your curves, pausing in front of your floor-length mirror to wonder if it was maybe too much before shaking off your anxious thoughts and rushing to answer the door. 

You swung the door open to see Itachi, brows arching in surprise to see you in such a different light. “I- uhh,” he stammered as his eyes betrayed him, trailing down and back up your figure to drink in the stunning display you unintentionally put on for him. His cheeks burned red as he realized how indecent you must’ve thought he was being.

“I-I’m sorry, is this not a good time?” He nervously scratched his head, eyes darting around anxiously in an attempt to not ogle you any more than he already had. You had to admit it was adorable, seeing someone who seemed so composed and mature acting like a nervous schoolboy. 

“No, no, come in!” a smile on your face that you were unable to stifle, “Sorry, it’s just those robes we have to wear all the time are so uncomfortable, I’m out of them the second I can be,” you laughed lightly. He followed you into the room, guiltily indulging in the sight of your body from behind. 

As you cleared some space on your bed, he stood observing and admiring all the little knick-knacks and oddities you had scattered around your room, his eyes setting on a small ceramic figurine of a cat.

You sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you, signaling him to sit. He hesitantly approached, “You, uh, sure you don’t mind me sitting on your bed?” a sheepish smile creeping across his face. A giggle burst out of you, realizing how things could be misinterpreted. 

You shook your head, “It’s not safe to talk here,” you reassured him in a hushed tone, “I’ll use my jutsu to transport us into my soulscape, where we can talk further.” Itachi’s nervous energy dissipated and he sat beside you on your soft bed. 

Once again, you weaved the hand signs of your special jutsu. This time, you took Itachi’s hands and placed them on your shoulders before touching your forehead to his. He did his best to ignore the rush of blood and tingling nerves he felt being close enough to smell the sweet scent radiating off your skin.

You both were transported into your soulscape, where Itachi began taking in his surroundings in awe. You stood in a field of wildflowers under a cotton candy-colored sunset, an early-rising crescent moon in the distant sky. The magnificent colors lit up his visual field as he processed all the information flooding his senses about who you were and all you’d been through. 

He turned to you, an enchanted look of admiration in his deep brown eyes that made your cheeks burn, feeling flustered with vulnerability. You had never shown anyone your soul before and having someone see into you with such love was a foreign concept.

You cleared your throat, preparing to explain the inner workings of the Akatsuki, the intel you’d gathered, and the plan you were preparing to enact now that you had the piece you’d been waiting for– an ally strong enough to help you carry out the downfall of the Akatsuki and Madara himself. 

After that night, you found yourselves in each other’s room to strategize quite often, mostly in the late hours. The snickers from the other Akatsuki members rumored the two of you had begun dating and were trying to hide it. 

One night when Itachi was leaving your bedroom, gently closing the door behind him, he turned to find Hidan standing menacingly against the wall wearing a look of disgust.

“You’re always scurrying out of her room in the middle of the night, huh crow boy,” he sneered.

Itachi’s eyes blazed crimson “And what business do you have lurking around her door?”

Hidan scoffed and walked off, muttering his hateful thoughts about the two of you.

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The more time Itachi and you spent in each other’s presence, the closer you became. Though you’d only known each other a short while, there was a mutual, deep understanding of one another’s souls.

He had never felt this way before, heartbeat nearly pounding out of his chest anytime you sat close, your hand accidentally brushing against him sending sparks through his body. Having to pull himself back down to earth every time he listened to you talk, getting lost in your sparkling eyes, every flutter of your full lashes hypnotizing him further. 

He had without a doubt fallen for you, almost certain the feeling was mutual. His perceptive eyes picking up every quick glance you stole at his lips, the way you blushed anytime his attention was a little too focused on you. 

He wanted more than anything to make his move, for you to be his, but all his years of being a high-ranking shinobi had never really allowed him time for relationships. How could he ask for something he had no idea how to do? And worse, he thought, someone as beautiful and amazing as you shouldn’t settle for someone like him. 

He knew you’d already seen him inside and out and accepted him fully, his sordid past somehow not making your opinion of him falter. But still, there was the matter of his inexperience, or rather, lack of any experience at all adding to his insecurity. 

On a night you had gone to his room, your planning and discussion went on longer than usual. Upon releasing your jutsu, Itachi stood up to find a paper he wanted to show you. You wearily sat on his bed, drained from casting your jutsu for so many hours. As he rummaged around his room, your eyelids grew heavier and heavier, body lightly swaying before you admitted defeat to your fatigue and laid yourself down on his bed, the sight of his back growing blurry as the comforting smell of his bedding pulled you in. 

He turned around to find you asleep, curled up with a sweet, peaceful expression spread across your face. He hummed affectionately, pulling the blanket over your worn-out body. He paused, staring at you for a moment, smiling to himself as he envisioned what it’d be like to have the gift of seeing this every night, before tossing a pillow on the floor for his makeshift bed. 

Your eyes blearily opened, “Whaa-what’re you doin’?” your voice croaked, still half asleep. 

His head tilted inquisitively, “I just, umm, figured I’d sleep on the floor so you can be comfortable,” he replied with a kind smile.

You outstretched your arms for him, drowsily shaking your head, “Noooo way, this is your bed,” you lilted in an almost child-like manner. His eyes grew wide, brain short-circuiting as he realized you were okay with him sleeping next to you. You impatiently waved your arms around, ushering him to come soon as sleep was calling your name. 

Itachi hesitantly approached, crawling into bed beside you trying to awkwardly maintain a respectful distance. You turned into his broad chest, nuzzling up to him with a faint smile on your face as you drifted back to sleep. His muscles tensed, heartbeat deafeningly pounding in his ears at being so close to you.

Focusing on his breathing his body eventually softened, looking down at you and feeling pure bliss. He had dreamt of this moment so many times, he couldn’t believe it was really happening. Wrapped up in the warm feelings, he soon followed you into sleep. 

Several hours later, Itachi woke to an unfamiliar stirring in his pants, tired eyes blinking with confusion at the pressure he felt repeatedly nudging his pelvis. His breath hitched as heat flushed his entire body at what he saw. 

You had flipped sides at some point in the night, your back now against Itachi’s chest as you pressed your ass into him over and over again, grinding against his growing bulge. You were dreaming, soft whimpers leaving you every time your hips connected with his in your unconscious state. He couldn’t help himself from wondering if you could be dreaming about him, ears ringing at every angelic sound you made. 

He fought with himself, feeling guilty for not waking you immediately, but he couldn’t help it, every rock of your hips into him sent divine pleasure rippling through his entire body, his cock becoming uncomfortably hard in his pants, even with such little stimulation. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in the moment for a few more seconds before he lightly tapped your arm. Noticing, in his heightened arousal, how soft your skin felt under his fingertips, how the heat of your sleeping body projected your intoxicating scent.

You were deep asleep, unresponsive to his gentle touch. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before he tried again, this time tapping a little harder, “Y/n, hey. Wake up y/n,” his deep, gravelly voice rasped in your ear. Your eyes opened slowly, “Hmmm? ‘tachi?” your sleepy voice squeaked, “Wass goin’ on?” you rolled back against him, looking up at his flushed face with confusion. 

Your mind shot awake, finally processing what an intimate position the two of you were in, “Oh shit! I’m sorr–,” a small gasp left your lips as you noticed his eyes dark with lust, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed up against your ass, “Fuck.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks, suddenly overcome with heady arousal, the masculine and fresh scent of his skin and bedding sending pulsing shocks to your clit. A gentle moan slipped past your lips as you slowly resumed grinding your hips against him. 

He breathed deeply, his nimble hand acting on its own, trailing down the curves of your body to grab onto your hip, “C-Can I touch you here?” his voice hoarse with arousal.

“Uh-huhh,” you breathily moaned. 

His hand needily latched onto your hip, pulling you in closer, both of you feeling a magnetic pull between your cores. You rolled your hips together, the pace quickening as you began losing yourselves in the intensity of the moment. 

His breath fanning the shell of your ear from behind, you drank in the sounds of his gentle gasps and moans, breath growing ragged at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. His vision going hazy, he tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he began humping you frantically, his carnal senses controlling him. His large hand gripping you bruisingly, a strained moan dragged out of his chest as his orgasm suddenly exploded out of him, coating the inside of his pants with copious amounts of cum. 

You smiled sinfully, turning over to face him but he avoided eye contact, his cheeks burning bright red as he tried to catch his breath. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I–,” his brows furrowing with embarrassment, “I’ve just never done anything like this,” he quietly admitted, innocent eyes anxiously scanning yours. 

A switch flipped in you. 

You hummed, tenderly stroking his warm cheek with your hand as your eyes fell to his lips. You smiled affectionately, “I know, sweet boy,” slowly bringing your plump lips to his, pausing a breath away, smile tinging with deviance as you looked deep into his eyes, “just watch me," you whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his. His lips parted with a shaky moan, kissing you back hungrily. 

Rolling onto your back, you began tracing the hills and valleys of your curves with your hands, stopping to indulgently squeeze your breasts, massaging your hard nipples. He swallowed hard, his sharingan eyes watching your every move, burning the moment into his memory.

Your hand snaked its way under your shorts, fingers dipping into the wet heat between your thighs, letting out a soft moan as you ran a finger over your swollen clit. You looked into his eyes, biting your lip as you began pleasuring yourself. 

He moved his hand to gently brush a stray hair out of your face, wanting to have a clear view of your features twisting with pleasure. Your head turned to catch his fingers along your open mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking on it as you looked up at him wantonly, eliciting a deep groan from his chest. You released your lips with a pop as he began messing your pout with his thumb, relishing in the sensation of your luscious lips beneath his fingertip.

He looked at you, eyes glazed over with lust, before passionately cupping your face and kissing you deeply as you continued playing with your pussy, thighs shaking and body tingling with heat as you rubbed firm circles around your clit.

Itachi was devouring you with his eyes, your body and mind buzzing with electric arousal at being watched so intently. 

“You can touch me, it’s okay,” you purred between breathy moans, reading his mind. You grasped his hand, guiding it up under your shirt to cup your full breast, “Like this.”

A whimper left Itachi’s lips as his warm palm connected with the delicate skin of your breast, exploring your body with fervid curiosity. Squeezing the plush flesh and ghosting his fingertips over your nipples, you moaned in delight. 

You began feeling the sizzling electricity of your building orgasm, fingers rubbing faster and tighter circles around your pulsating clit. Waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you as you rocketed into your climax, the feeling of Itachi's clothed cock, hard and eager for you again, needily pressing into you sending you over the edge. 

You collapsed with a pleased smile, taking a moment to catch your breath before sitting up unexpectedly, motivated and ready for more pleasure. “Itachi– off, please,” you demanded, needily tugging at the waistband of his black sweatpants. He hurriedly lifted his hips to pull them down, fumbling as he tried to yank it off his leg not wanting to delay a second longer, then grabbing the back of his black t-shirt’s collar to pull it over his head.

His length stood fully erect, no longer restrained by his pants. His body was heavenly, like a carved-marble depiction of a god. Pale skin covering his chiseled, lean muscles, marred with battle scars. His cock was so pretty, the perfect length and girth for a delicious stretch, bulging veins dancing along the sides, messy with sticky, white cum from his previous orgasm, and throbbing with need.

“Fuuckkk, you’re so big baby,” you licked your lips, mesmerized by the sight as you wrapped your hand around his length and began stroking his cock, using his cum as lube. 

His body heaved at the sensation, a choked whine leaving his lips. He let out a small gasp as you thumbed his glistening slit, “Such a pretty cock,” you cooed, dropping your other hand to massage his heavy balls. His eyes rolled back momentarily in ecstasy, he could cum again just from the way you spoke to him. 

You brought your hand up to lick his cum off before crawling over him, breasts brushing against his lean chest, hips arched seductively. Itachi laid there panting, so overwhelmed with arousal he couldn’t do anything but let out needy moans as his wildest fantasy unfurled in front of him. You lightly dragged your lips along the ridge of his ear, breathing lightly against it before kissing the tip of his earlobe.

“Mmmh please let me feel you inside me baby, pleeeease?” you moaned against his skin, kissing along his sharp jaw and down his neck, “Don’t you wanna know how good my wet pussy feels wrapped around your cock?”

A shuddering moan left his chest at your provocative words. You looked up at him, siren eyes hypnotizing him. He nodded enthusiastically with a dazed expression, pupils blown wide with lust, completely drunk on arousal– mind floating out of his body.

“Y-Yes, pl-pleasee,” he hiccuped, struggling to process that this was happening to him in real life. 

“Hmmm good boy,” a devilish smile on your face, “just lay back and let me make you feel good, okayy baby?” 

You got off him, standing up and turning around to teasingly pull your shorts down, giving him a front-row seat as you bent over seductively, sliding them off at a torturous pace, exposing your lace-covered pussy from behind, a sweet little whimper leaving his lips as he saw the wet spot from your orgasm. Pulling off your shirt to reveal a matching bra, his brain malfunctioned at how exquisite you looked. 

You then began languidly pulling your panties down, revealing your decadent pussy to his eyes. “Ooohh my–" he gasped, "oh my god,” feeling the pulse in his erection as it twitched with desire. You flashed him a confident smile, fingertips dragging up and down the curves of your body, feeling his dark eyes on you, memorizing every touch and squeeze.

Seeing his eager cock, precum leaking from his tip and dribbling down his shaft, you licked your lips, pussy fluttering in excitement at the thought of being stretched by him. Crawling on top of him like a feline stalking her prey, you drank in the sensual power you felt as you locked eyes with him. 

You captured his lips in a sweet kiss, “Ready sweet boy?” you confirmed. He was more than ready for you, breathlessly watching your every move in anticipation of what came next. Your juicy pussy hovered just above the head of his cock, so close his sensitive tip could feel the heat radiating from between your thighs. He hazily nodded, head foggy with such unimaginable lust and desire he didn’t know was possible to experience.

You slowly began sinking down on his cock, both of you releasing depraved moans, delighting in the heavenly sensation of his thick cock sliding into the hilt, burying deep in your soaking wet pussy. Your hands splayed on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he experienced the sinfully wet heat of your pussy for the first time. 

“Fuuuuckkk y/n, oh my god!” he cried out, he gripped the sheets with white knuckles. You gave him a moment, a sultry twinkle in your eye seeing him squirm in unbearable pleasure beneath you. 

You began riding him, the tight walls of your pussy squeezing his engorged cock as you slid him in and out, strained moans leaving his chest. You reached down to grab his hands, bringing them up to place on your waist as you bounced up and down on his dick. 

“How does that feel baby, hmm?” your voice pouring out of you like honey. He winced in unbearable pleasure, “S-So, fuck–” struggling to respond between panting moans, “sooo f-fucking good” he sobbed.

Everything was too much, too good– the unbelievably gorgeous sight of you on top of him, breasts bouncing, the way your tight pussy was milking his inexperienced cock. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen as the pressure at the base of his cock began rapidly rising. 

He looked up at you, eyes flashing with anxiety. He was too enmeshed in the moment to find the words, but he knew he was going to cum quick. Sensing his urgency, feeling his cock twitch inside you, you leaned down to kiss him.

“Want you to cum inside me,” you purred against his lips, “want you to fill my pussy up, pleasee.” Your words rattled around his brain, the tether binding him to reality snapping. 

Every fiber lit aflame with pure ecstasy, his mind went blank– only a singular motive, his primal need to release himself inside you. 

His arms flexed as he wrapped them around you, pulling you in closer to his chest, fingertips digging into your skin as he began pounding your pussy from below. Sounds of two feral animals ravishing each other echoed off the walls as you simultaneously reached climax, his thrusts growing sloppy as he stuttered his hips up into you. 

Obeying your command, he plunged his length into you as deep as he could, strangled moans reverberating in his chest, cock spasming as he began pumping ropes of his thick, hot cum into your pussy in amounts he had no idea he was capable of producing. 

“Oof-fuckkk!” you mewled, “Feel so full, such a good boy,” you praised, your hand pressing above his cock, near the point where the two of you were fused as one. You rubbed his lower abdomen, tossing your head back in pleasure at the erotic sensation of being stuffed so full of his cock and cum, overwhelming warmth spreading through your core. He whimpered at your words, cock quivering as your pussy clenched around him, not yet wanting to unsheathe his sensitive length. 

You collapsed against his solid chest, both of you sweaty, panting messes holding each other in a loving embrace, completely drained from cumming multiple times. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face as he ran his fingertips soothingly up and down your back as you pressed kisses to where your lips met his skin. 

“That. was. amazing.” his smooth voice blurted, his ability to form coherent sentences returning to him, “Thank you so much,” he leaned his head down to press a meaningful kiss to your forehead. You giggled, endorphins flushing your system making you feel giddy with love, you could stay like this with him forever.

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[cosmic-glow]

A Beach Day with Akatsuki

Summary: how would each of the Akatsuki members be in the cliche anime beach episode.

Warnings: mentions of deaths and alcoholic beverages. SFW.

Characters: Pein; Konan; Tobi; Zetsu; Itachi; Kisame; Deidara; Sasori; Hidan and Kakuzu (from Naruto).

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Kisame

Kisame liked the idea from the beginning.

As soon as he gets to the beach he goes straight to the water.

Likes to surf.

And it's really good at it.

He doesn't wear sunscreen.

He spends practically all day in the water.

He just goes out to pull someone out to sea with him.

Or to buy some ice cream.

He randomly comes out of the water sometimes and brings a very nice shell or rock and gives it to someone.

He tries to pull Itachi out to sea with him just to provoke him.

Kisame would come out of the water in the afternoon to watch the sun go down.

While drinking something refreshing, like coconut water or a drink.

That man was so comfortable.

It upsets him to have to leave the beach.

The next day he is locked in his room, sunburnt.

He doesn't want to go out for  doesn't have to overhear Itachi saying "I told you" for refusing to apply sunscreen.

Still, he really liked his day at the beach and would do it all over again.

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Kakuzu

He didn't want to come.

Like, beach is just a warm place with salt water and sand, what's fun about that? That's what he thinks.

He is really in a bad mood.

He can't even cool off in the sea because he can't swim due to his stitched up body.

He tries to relax sitting in the shade of the parasol while reading a book.

But any noise bothers him.

And a beach with Deidara, Hidan and Tobi is sure to be noisy.

He eventually decides to walk to the edge of the sea away from the group while checking his bingo book.

Was that or kill those three.

In the end, when he is well away from the group he manages to enjoy the beach a little.

He sits near some palm trees.

The waves gently lap at him feet in a relaxing manner.

And finally the silence that he loves so much.

He would only reappear in the group in the evening, when started to cool down.

He is not sad that he has to leave.

And he would never admit that he enjoyed the quiet moments he spent alone.

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Tobi/Obito

Ever since he learned that him be going to the beach he has been extremely anxious.

He is wearing those bathing suits that cover the whole body, like surfers do.

But he doesn't surf.

Yes, he is wearing the mask even on the beach.

Doesn't stop at any moment.

He would go into the sea to jump the waves and end up falling as soon as they took their eyes off him.

Then he would get up as if nothing had happened.

He has been bothering Deidara since they arrived.

"Wow Deidara-senpai, I didn't know your abdomen was so defined" - would be just one of the comments he make to tease the blond.

Tobi is a good boy, so he put sunscreen on the parts that his suit doesn't cover.

Takes too much ice cream and ends up freezing his brain.

He would not want to leave the beach.

Would only do it when it was getting dark.

Definitely a happy child enjoying his day at the beach.

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Hidan

For Akatsuki to be able to go to a beach it would have to be isolated.

And well, I'm saying this because Hidan was responsible for offering Jashin anyone who showed up bothering.

He's a narcissist and made a point of getting a swimsuit that didn't cover too much and value his ass.

At first, he avoids getting into the water because he doesn't want to get his hair wet.

But when he enters the sea it's scary to see how he spends hours underwater since he can't die by drowning.

Enjoys bothering Kakuzu... as usual.

He purposely wets Deidara's hair.

Hidan wasn't worried about sunscreen.

After all, he's immortal, what difference does it make?

What no one knows is that he ended up going through the fear of losing the pale shade he likes so much.

He has who brought the alcohol.

He keeps drinking and bothering others with silly pranks.

Leave the beach at the end of the sunset already drunk.

He found the day at the beach fun.

After all he didn't have to work and spent all day drinking and making fun of the members, why would he complain?

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Zetsu

He likes sunbathe.

Obviously him don't wear sunscreen, because he don't need it.

Would avoid going into the sea because of the salt water.

White Zetsu wants to make a sand castle.

But doesn't work out too well because black Zetsu refuses.

He likes to drink a lot of water.

Zetsu purposely walks away from the group.

He likes to be alone and it is no surprise to anyone.

He finds the sound of the sea very relaxing.

White Zetsu wants to take the little shells he finds home.

Black Zetsu wants to eat the crabs he finds.

At some point he would end up sleeping.

Would only wake up when the sun started to set.

And then finally would return to the group to leave.

White Zetsu really enjoyed the day at the beach and think was relaxing.

Black Zetsu didn't think it was bad, but he wouldn't admit it and would say it was a waste of time.

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Deidara

“Finally a rest day” - that's what he thought, until he saw how Tobi can be even more irritating on the beach.

The beach is a very inspiring place for an artist.

So Deidara is trying not to waste all his explosive clay on Tobi.

He wants to tan, not burn, so he put on sunscreen.

Deidara knows and likes to surf.

And he's annoyed that Kisame is better than him at this.

He was avoiding going into the sea until Hidan wet his hair.

His bathing suit is the prettiest.

This boy has style.

He would retreat at some point to make sand castles without being seen.

Prefer to eat slushies.

Would want to compete with Itachi on something.

And would say he cheated when he lost and walk away from the group.

Collect shells <3

He tries to sunbathe, but Deidara is the kind of person who can't sit still.

So it's useless.

The sunset is art for him, after all it is temporary.

Appears out of nowhere in the group when they are leaving.

At the end of the day he's sulking.

Because the day at the beach was not what he expected.

… But he liked it.

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Itachi

To be honest, he doesn't really like the beach.

Like, he can't deny the place is beautiful, but what is he going to do here?

He ends up sitting in the shade of the parasol watching others have fun.

Most of the shells Kisame brings from the water are for him.

He obviously use  sunscreen.

And brought it, in case anyone forgot.

In fact, the bag with everything needed for a day at the beach is his.

He doesn't really like the idea of ​​going into the sea.

The most he'd do is get his feet wet because it's relaxing.

He's the one who bought Kisame's ice cream while he was getting out of the water.

He's not paying attention to Deidara's taunts.

And he made no effort to beat him.

He likes the sound of the sea.

Take the opportunity to rest for a while.

He ends up getting so relaxed and quiet you could swear he's sleeping sitting up.

Itachi finds the sunset a bit melancholy but beautiful.

Is eager to return to the group's hideout.

The next day he know that Kisame doesn't want to leave his room because he's sunburned.

He didn't think the day at the beach was all bad, but he would have preferred to go somewhere else.

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Pein

Honestly, he only accepted all this because of Konan.

Doesn't like warm places, so the beach is not his favorite place.

He came just to make sure that nothing bad would happened.

He refers to Hidan, Deidara and Tobi in the same place for more than 5 minutes.

And he doesn't want anyone to bother Konan either.

Konan who reminded him to wear sunscreen.

Pain likes to eat watermelon when he is at the beach, is refreshing.

He won't go into the sea, don't even try.

Doesn't like ice cream very much.

He doesn't really like sweets in general, they make him thirsty.

He notices when someone moves away.

Being honest, he is just waiting for the day to end.

He understands why they think sunsets are beautiful, him thought too when he saw how Konan admired the sky.

Pein makes sure that everyone is present as they come back.

Tobi tests his patience by refusing to return "so soon".

He understands that a rest is necessary... But for him it was just a wasted day.

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Konan

She was who gave the idea to go to the beach.

Konan likes to sunbathe, even though she's very pale.

Hoped that this day would be at least a little relaxing for Pain.

Konan would read a book in the shade while listening to the sound of the waves.

Likes to drink refreshing drinks, eat scratch cards, eat watermelon, etc.

She is enjoying the moment.

Would go into the sea to cool off a bit, but she would be quick.

Konan is very stylish, so her bikini makes her look radiant.

She really wants to play in the sand for a while.

But as we know she is shy, and ends up being embarrassed.

Didn't approve of the idea that Hidan could kill anyone who came along.

But her understand why Pein thinks it's necessary.

She loves the different shades that appear in the sky as the sun goes down.

Left the beach a little reluctantly.

She who manages to convince Tobi to leave.

Konan liked her day at the beach but wishes she had enjoyed it more.

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Sasori

He wonders why he had to come along.

Like, there's nothing for him to enjoy on the beach.

Not that he can't go into the sea, but he's a puppet, the job he'd take to get the water out of his body.

Not to mention that salt water can wear out his body.

Definitely out of the question.

The only problem is that all that sand and hot sun just reminds him more and more of his old village.

He doesn't have a problem with the heat at all, he actually likes it.

He would try to distract himself by looking for pretty rocks.

Kisame would notice and bring some for him.

He'd be so focused on this that he wouldn't realize he'd ended up walking away from the group.

He ended up getting wet when he picked up a rock too close to the sea and a wave came to meet him.

He returns to the group grumpy after that.

Sasori lies down waiting for the sun to dry him and ends up sleeping.

Hidan and Deidara bury him in the sand.

He hasn't seen the sunset and is just grumpy wanting to go back to hiding.

But he is taking the rocks he found with him.

He doesn't want to repeat the experience.

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Masterlist

[ladykissingfish]

*sitting down at a restaurant*

Deidara: Can you guys please stop making fun of me for being short? You’re not that much taller than me, hm!

Hidan: Whatever you say, kid.

Deidara: And stop calling me “kid”! Hidan you’re 22, you’re only three years older than I am! And those horrible bags under Itachi’s eyes may make him look older, hm, but he’s only 21!

Itachi: Perhaps you’re right; maybe it’s wrong for us to disparage you.

*the waiter comes over with menus*

Waiter: Here’s for you two gentlemen — *hands a menu to Itachi and Hidan* and one for you, young man! *hands him the kid’s menu and a coloring book and crayons* I’ll give you a few moments to look them over, and I’ll be back for your order. *walks off*

Deidara: Hey, fucker, come back here! I’m not a kid, I’m a grown man, hm! I —

Deidara: Wait a second; the chicken tenders come with tator tots … AND a chocolate milkshake?!

Deidara: *picks up the crayons* Never mind; I’m good, hm.

Hidan and Itachi:

[p3nislawd]

sex as hidan's girlfriend. | hidan

EXPLICIT NSFW CONTENT

contains : afab/fem!reader, hidan is mean, hidan is a loud bitch, degredation, dumbification, choking, teasing, hidan curses a lot, oral m on f, vaginal sex, masochism, slight exhibitionism, fingering fem!receiving, size kink, roughing, spanking, possessiveness, tit play (?)

when you started dating hidan, you knew from the get go how significant sex was going to be in your relationship, from how often he masterbated (before you two were together) and how often he verbally expressed his needs.

but you never really thought about the specifics of sex with him.

obviously, hidan was attractive. he was in great shape, had a pair of glittering magenta eyes, the mouth of a sailor and the sex appeal of a god. you had thought of him fucking you senseless more than once, but your imagination was nothing compared to the real thing.

hidan fucked you slow and lazy. sometimes. he made you do all the work, watching you ride him in reverse cowgirl, your back to him as he kicked back and eyed the sight of your sopping pussy, struggling to take his length. “fucking whore," he'd laugh, twirling your hair around his fingers and admiring your ass as you'd whine, begging him to help you finish. "so dumb on my big cock, huh?"

he was mean, calling you names as he had you splayed out in front of him, ass in the air on his mattress. "bitch knows her place know, right?" he'd coo, mocking you with a smirk as he rubbed his large palms over your ass. he'd stick a thumb in your ass just for fun, watching your squirm before he'd take it out just as fast and land a smack on your right cheek. "who the fuck said you could move?"

he was such a tease, too, pressing his hard on against your ass in the middle of the base. you'd whine, and he'd laugh at you, calling you a bitch and groping you in front of his friends. they would call him gross-- his response would always be a teasing; "aww, you just wish you were the one fucking this pussy, huh, asshole?" he'd press his hand against your crotch, feeling your breath pick up and your underwear get soaked through as his coworkers watched with flickering eyes, levels of eagerness all significantly different as you grabbed hidan’s forearm, stiffening. you had started to turn around to face him when he lifted his hand from your body and turned on his heel, walking back to his room and leaving you horny in a room full of his teammates. and of course, every time, you trailed after him, whining and complaining about how much of a tease he was, digging your nails into his skin and tugging his hair just to hear him hiss in pleasure, knowing it still wouldn’t make him cave into your begging.

some days, after particularly rough missions of your own, you’d wake up to his head between your thighs, licking and sucking down on the skin right before your pussy, just to wake you up. when you’d question him, groggy and half asleep, he’d tell you a muffled; “shut up, bitch. doin’ you a favor.” you’d scoff, call him a brat and squeeze your thighs tight around his head, just enough for him to feel a sting of pressure and pain that made his dick stiffen in his pants.

sure, it was nice of him, but he was such a teasing bitch that it sometimes just took so long. long enough for you to take off your panties on your own, yank his silver locks with both hands and shove his face into your cunt, much to his own pleasure. and he ate you out like he was starving— was there anything he wasn’t good at?

his tongue ran through your slick like molten lava, lapping up your ooze and moaning, letting the vibrations rattle against your clit and buzz at the entrance of your vagina. once his tongue grew sore, he’d slip up so he’d be lying on the bed beside you, freeing you from your bra and massaging your tits in one hand, his other plunging a couple fingers in you to keep you high on his touch. he’d coat his fingers in saliva, using them to pinch and tug at you nipples as his fingers, so, so much larger than your own, thrusted in and out of your sopping heat, his eyes trailing your face in admiration as you squealed and whined and moaned in his touch.

“fucking noisy bitch, you’re so annoying,” he’d half scoff, half laugh, placing a wet, teasing kiss to your mouth as he felt you clench around him, the taste of yourself on your tongue from his own. “fucking slut, you like that? being called an annoying bitch as you get off on my fingers? fuck, no wonder my friends wanna fuck you,” he”d hiss, feeling you clench harder, moan louder, and abruptly pulling his fingers out of you.

you’d whine, thrash around as he positioned himself above you now, slipping out his hard cock, bright red from the build up of eating you out, and giving himself a couple pumps. his eyes narrowed down on you, watching you squirm as he held you by your hips and slid his fat dick into you, throwing his head back and laughing as he began to pull you up and down on him.

he soon began to meet your thrusts (even when practically controlled by him) with his own, sloppily fucking into you, moaning and sinking in deeper when your nails draw blood on his biceps. he hissed, the head of him rutting into your g spot with a particular snap of his hips, and he brings his thumb up to rub viscously at your swollen clit, laughing at your pathetic wail.

“c’mon, baby,” he’d huff, cocky grin across his face as you moaned, loud and guttural and whiny as he dug himself impossibly deeper. “prove to those mother fuckers i’m the only bastard making you feel like this. show those fucking bitches who fucks you so good, you fucking whore.”

let’s just say, the next time you and hidan started getting freaky in the middle of the base, none of the other guys would even dare to look your direction. and as hidan led you back to his room, hand on your ass, fingers already teasing your cunt from behind, they all knew who you belonged to.

[ps-froggie]

Bound two ObiKaka works by beetlebee, aka @sloaners using the sewn boards technique!

Akatsuki Babysitter's Club (left)

Obito thought quickly. "They're part of a... club... for babysitters." "A club," said Kakashi, flat. "Yep. A... babysitter's club." "I see," said Kakashi, who clearly didn't see at all. "Yeah, the clouds on the coats are supposed to be a soothing visual for kids?" Obito said, as he decided to dig himself deeper. "In red and black." "Okay, the color scheme could maybe stand to be changed," Obito conceded. He heard Konan snort from underneath the table. He glanced briefly at Hidan, who was now shaking his shoulders, and the entire curtain, laughing at Obito. --- (Kakashi decides to raise Naruto. The Akatsuki takes a new direction.)

Thirst Contact (Right)

Two shining, reflecting eyes are staring right at Kakashi. It’s a person, at first glance, holding some kind of ring of fire. Kakashi opens his mouth to say something, anything, but the person steps closer, and he realizes that the ring of fire seems to be dancing along his shoulders, where protrusions—tendrils—are breaking through from the skin. The skin itself is pale, green tinged, and speckled with scales along the being's right side. Which is nothing compared to the horns sticking straight out of his head. Or the—wow, the *incredible* lack of clothing. This alien seals it: Kakashi's absolutely high. And should maybe stop reading so much Icha Icha. ---- (Kakashi's crew goes to answer a distress signal on a seemingly abandoned satellite. And then the story goes in three wildly different directions.)

Some ramblings about making it and a few more pics to hopefully make up for my phone's less than stellar camera under the cut.

First off, Akatsuki Babysitter's Club. This one is a certified classic and I had some marbled paper I had lying around from 32NorthSupplies on Etsy that I used for the cover. It has a some real nice gold veins in it that shimmer so nice.

For the endpapers, I carefully used gold paint with a stamp to make a pretty pattern on black cardstock.

And for the title page, well, I copied the look of the old babysitters club books as closely as I could for that part of it and chose a font I thought looked like it'd compliment it for the "Akatsuki" part.

For Thirst Contact, the cover paper is this really thick and glimmers black paper I got at a craft store and it just felt sci-fi to me.

The endpapers are made from a piece of cardstock I marbled myself and liked the look of.

For the title page I used a Star Wars-esque font already installed in my computer because it well, reminds me of space, and then did some heavy editing in Affinity Design to get that Thirst looking juuuuust right lol.

For both books, the spines are made of homemade bookcloth. For Thirst Contact, it's the same cloth I used for my Small Medium at Large bind so they're kind of like cousin binds.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 3: Double Penetration(Fuck around, get tongue tied...)

warnings/kinks: double penetration, oral sex(male receiving), vaginal fingering, boobplay, threesome, vulgar words. word count: 1.3k pairings: Hidan x Fem!Reader x Kakuzu teaser: “Is this part of your stupid religion, Hidan?” Kakuzu asks, his brows furrowed. Hidan laughs, “Oh and here I thought you didn’t fucking care about that.” taglist: @beneathstarryskies @loki-love @witchofcustom @dreadsuitsamus @pyrofanatic @butterflieskeepcominback

Being their partner was never anything you had planned on, but when you joined the Akatsuki, you didn’t have much planned. It was a spur of the moment decision after you defected from your village. With your family killed by the same ninja clan you had trusted for so long, you knew you couldn’t stay there.

Kakuzu is a little more on the mean side, but you still enjoy spending time with him on missions. You try to listen to him as much as possible, but Hidan keeps you both on your toes.He’s mischievous in the best way possible, but you know it drives Kakuzu crazy.

You’re finishing up an important mission when Hidan begins moaning about being tired and how he wants a place to stay for the night. Kakuzu becomes quite irritated, but when you mention being tired, he finally gives in.

The first inn you find is quite luxurious. There’s a bar and a spa, and the room you rent is quite big. Kakuzu is angry that he’s had to spend the money, but seeing you relaxed is more of a reward than he ever considered. The feelings he’s developed for you over the time you’ve been with him surprise him greatly.

What he doesn’t know is that his partner feels very much the same about you…

That night, after taking a long bath, you settle in the room with just a robe on. You’re sipping some sake and laughing at some dumb joke that Hidan made. He smirks at you, knowing he’s going to get you buzzed then he’ll make his move.

“Do you have any idea how fucking cute you look?” Hidan asks, sipping his own cup of sake.

This little comment makes Kakuzu choke on his own saliva. He’s sitting at the desk in the corner of the room, counting his money and budgeting to make sure this little stop isn’t going to cost him more than what he paid for the room. He turns to spot you and Hidan cozying up together. He hates the way you look so dazed right now.

“Is this part of your stupid religion, Hidan?” Kakuzu asks, his brows furrowed.

Hidan laughs, “Oh and here I thought you didn’t fucking care about that.”

You swallow hard as you realize that these two might get into an argument. And whenever that happened, you always had to be the mediator. Kakuzu growls and pushes himself away from the desk. He walks over to you and Hidan, snatching you away from Hidan.

“Awh come on, can’t we just play nice? She could be a fun little fucktoy,”

Hidan’s words make your heart skip a beat. Is this what all the fuss is about? You look at Kakuzu, who now has you in his arms, and he seems quite determined too.You shudder as the realization of what was to come next comes over you. Hidan takes this opportunity to snatch you back, placing you firmly on his lap. His lips are on your neck, making you moan.

“There’s a few ways this can go,” Hidan mutters against your skin. “What way do you want to be fucked, pretty girl?”

You swallow hard, unsure of how to even respond to that. But if you said you never fantasized about this, you’d be the biggest liar in the world. How often did you think of them taking turns with you? You would lay in your bed at night, just touching yourself to thoughts of Kakuzu fucking you or Hidan pumping himself up into you.

“W-well,” you say, “what if I took both of you?”

Hidan cackles loudly, clearly so impressed by your answer. Kakuzu remains silent, but there’s a new look in his unique eyes. He likes where this is going.

“At least someone has smarts,” Kakuzu says as he lowers his mask. You gasp when you see his mouth. “Don’t worry, this will be good for you as much as it’s good for us.”

Hidan laughs, “I fuckin’ doubt it! This is going to be so damn good!”

Kakuzu is quick to pull on the knot keeping your robe together, and Hidan is urging him on. Once you’re exposed to the pair, they both know that they can’t hold back any longer. Any feelings they both have for you will soon become very apparent to you. And you won’t be able to hide your own feelings from the pair.

“Look at those fuckin’ tits!” Hidan exclaims, squeezing your breasts hard. It makes you squeak. “Damn, she’s built like a little sex doll.”

Kakuzu groans, but he has to agree. You’ve got such a sexy body. He then leans in to capture your lips in a hungry kiss, making you gasp at the sudden feeling of their moves.

With Hidan squeezing your breasts and Kakuzu now playing with your exposed pussy, you’re sure you’ll come undone easily. This is exactly how you pictured it. Shaky breaths and moans slip from your lips as the men take their time stimulating you. Between Kakuzu’s heated kisses and Hidan’s lewd comments, you’re in heaven.

“What’s that little pussy like? Big enough for the both of us?” Hidan asks, spreading your legs a bit more.

Kakuzu laughs in a dark way, “Sure, if we want to tear her apart.”

You can’t see Hidan’s reaction but you know he’s more than happy to hear this. It’s true, you haven’t had many lovers. Your little hole is quite tight and not broken in.

Hidan drags you onto the bed, spreading you out for them both. Then he crawls on top of you after shedding his clothes. You barely have time to take him all in before he’s kissing you like his life depends on it. You’re just enjoying yourself when you feel something tap your cheek.

You look over and Kakuzu has his cock out, and he’s smearing the pearlescent fluid onto your cheek and lips. Hidan begins playing with your pussy before he uses the tip of his own cock to tease your dripping hole.

“Take us both, darling,” Kakuzu says softly, and it warms your heart that he’s so good to you.

Hidan thrusts into you, making you cry out and fist the sheets. Kakuzu uses this as his way into your mouth, and soon you find yourself filled with both men to the brim. Tears well up in your eyes, and Kakuzu reaches down to wipe them away.

“What a good little cocksleeve,” he praises, and your walls pulse around the cock in your pussy.

“Fucking tight little whore,” Hidan says as he begins riding you even harder.

All of these new sensations send you into a daze, your mind almost blank but the feelings of both men penetrating you sends you closer to your own climax. Hidan seems close too, but it’s hard to tell when he’s just so chaotic and everything coming from him sounds like an earth-shattering moan.

It’s not long before Kakuzu pulls out from your mouth, and he maneuvers you so that you’re on your hands and knees. Hidan lets him move you to the best position and he settles under you, ready to penetrate your little pussy once more.

You scream when they both prod your tight hole with their cocks. You can feel just how thick Kakuzu is, but Hidan has the length. You try to tell them to slow down, but neither of them hear your little pleas. If anything, it seems to be spurring on Hidan even more.

“Just let us fuck you,” Hidan says, slipping into you. KakuZu is stretching you out as well, and you’re so amazed that they both can fit inside of you.

You feel Kakuzu’s hands on your ass, rubbing and caressing. Then he leans in and you feel his long hair tickling your back.

“Don’t worry, little one. We’ve got you,” 

His praises make you feel even better. But something tells you that this won’t be the last time you’ll find yourself in this position…

[sunnyferr]

"Akatsuki Yandere + a song for each one"

Hey! This is my second post! I hope you like it as much as you liked the previous one<3

No mentioned pronouns

WARNING: YANDERE, Obsession, manipulation, obsessive jealousy, verbal aggression, mention of physical abuse

part 1 / part 2

characters: Deidara, Sasori, Hidan, and Kakuzu

playing: NEW MAGIC WAND - Tyler, The Creator

Deidara, one of the youngest members of the Akatsuki, I would say he's closer to the "teenage romance," so to speak. I see him as the "sweetest," if you will.

Still, I view him as someone who manipulates emotions. He would use the classic "don't you love me anymore?" as his main weapon. He would never lay a hand on you, but he would play with your innocence and kindness towards others, especially towards him.

"Do you want that nice guy to end up dead because of you?... Hmm, that's what I thought."

Gradually, you would see how your interaction with the outside world deteriorated. He hardly let you communicate with other members, always under his watchful eye.

He would hug and kiss you as much as possible, but only if you were obedient to his rules and commands. He tends to give the cold shoulder when you don't obey what he ordered.

His hands on your cheeks, squeezing lightly as your plump lips parted, he looked at you like a small and defenseless being, one who wouldn't harm a fly. He knew he had you under his control. Your teary eyes made him want to hug you tighter, so tight he could crush your ribs, but love was like his art, explosive, isn't it?

playing: hostage - Billie Eilish

He does not have a heart, Sasori does not have that feeling of "love" like Deidara, he only feels obsession towards your body, your delicacy, and your sweet demeanor... the most innocent puppet in his collection.

He would always be by your side, protecting his next work of art, constantly admiring your eternal beauty, his eyes piercing your beautiful waist and hips, your beautiful hair and your bright eyes, but in his gaze, it is cold, only showing greed to have you there, just for him.

"No, I don't like you at all, you seem annoying to me, what I like is your body..."

He would be in your room all night, watching you sleep while he fixes his puppets, watching your chest rise and fall with your breaths, your body relaxed and stretched, he looks at you with desire, undoubtedly you will be part of his next collection.

He never kissed you, never touched your body, he saw you as so fragile, as if you were made of glass, he did not want to harm your perfectly cared for skin, it would be sacrilege for him...

His hands so close and yet so far from your body, with a destructive desire to strangle you and turn you into his next work of art, to him it seemed... exciting, imagining the way you writhed before him, it made him feel in some way, as if he had control of your life, he loved being able to possess you, to do whatever he wanted with you, like a puppet...

playing: Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey

In addition to being aggressive as a partner, he is a crazy obsessed with his partner, and always forces you to be behind him, chasing him like a dog in search of some love, because he couldn't even provide that to you.

He always saw you as a fragile doll, that he really wanted to break, stain, just to satisfy his morbid fascination with you, he always wanted to destroy you, sees your tears as the most beautiful and adorable thing, even if they are from the pain he himself caused you.

"Look… are you about to cry again? You are so cute when you cry for me…"

His eyes always on you, watching every move, if you spoke too much, he would correct you when you got to his room, grabbing you tightly by the wrist, quickly dragging you to his room.

He won't really feel guilty about anything, just pretends to by bringing you some flowers and maybe some chocolate or candy he knows you like, so you feel a little loved, and then he will continue to be the same human trash as always.

A wet cloth on your cheek, he had hit you again for throwing a "tantrum", you were crying, in the darkness of the room, until he opened the door, with the same bouquet of flowers as always, throwing it beside you, as if that would make the bruise on your cheek disappear, he slowly approaches you, and places a hand on your injured part, and leans in to give you a kiss, a kiss that seemed sweet, but in reality, meant nothing to him.

playing: Drunk Walk Home - Mitski

A really tough man, very materialistic, not so jealous, he really doesn't care, what he doesn't want is for you to leave his mental control, he is very materialistic, he loves money, how far would he go for it?

I know it's hard to hear, but he prostitutes you, of course, only with the people he wants, he really has a fetish of seeing you surrounded by other men, it's something that actually increases his sexual desire, seeing you trembling and embarrassed is something he craves.

"You look so beautiful when you look like that… you should be grateful that I see you as a beauty…"

You really agreed to that "job" because he threatened to leave you if you didn't accept, really a manipulator, playing with your kindness and love for that man.

although he is a LITTLE kind with the aftercare, helping you up and taking you to the shower, giving you privacy to shower, since in half an hour, more clients would come…

he watched the steam come out from under the door, while he was counting bills, going back to the raw memories of your tears running down your cheeks, really exciting to be honest, he stopped counting when he felt the water turn off, and saw you coming out of the shower with just a towel covering your intimacy it made him think of the beauty he had in front of him, too bad that beauty was not only defiled by the man…