#kakashi ic

[hatredcurse]

Invading Kumogakure was a more daunting task than Kakashi perceived it to be. When the upper leads wrote it down, filing it no higher than an A-rank, the Hatake anticipated a light challenge with no great risk.

Now, he found himself struggling up on clay shingles, trying to slice his sights through the thickly fogged area below. Intel suggested that their target was being held in a hostage safehouse somewhere beneath the city road, but on foot, Kakashi and his teammate here were too conspicuous; too out of place.

Withholding a choice curse word, he peered back to Rin, his eyes very conveniently evading hers, but still staying near her face. " We'll have to drop lower to get a good view of the outlet, " he said, in a way ,subtly asking her for any suggestions she might have.

Plotted starter — @asparkleofmuses

[hatredcurse]

" There's no need, you can take the bed, " he insisted. No chivalrous part of him found it illogical for his mission charge here to sleep out in the living room like that, even if she was used to it.

The whistle of leaves singing their song to the carry of humid wind and all the chimes hanging from every corner post. The memory was vivid as day, nearly regressing Kakashi back to a time where the world was bleak, fruitless, and held no demand for his living presence. Kira was there, sectioned to his side in an outfit no different than his own, all expression hidden away beneath a porcelain mask.

The image faded as quickly as it came, leaving the sight of a slightly worn inn with the ambience of passersby.

" Seems some things really don't change, " he commented, if nothing to disperse the silence.

Locking the door behind them, he went ahead and performed his usual routine of checking, re-checking, and obsessing over the safety of this very public space. No lock, door, window, nor crevice untouched by him or a sort of trip alarm he fashioned into the architecture.

" Do you need my help with anything? " He thought to offer, should she want it.

Kira's eyes practically sparkled hearing that her remembered, blissfully unaware that he hadn't, well, not really. Then she had to lightly bite her lip to keep from smiling too much when he said they should make the day worth it.

"I suppose we should." She agreed with a certain tone of nostalgia and knowing.

She took a wistful look up at him with her hands clasped behind her back, bending forward slightly before moving so she was in front of him, walking backwards. "I managed to snag our room. The pretty one you hated." She joked with a gleam in her eyes. "But I'll be sleeping on the couch this time, lest you get any ideas." She teased with a cheeky wink, then turned around once more and led him into the quaint village.

Eventually she led him across a bridge that led to the beautiful multi-storied inn. As they'd been posing as a newlywed couple during that mission, they'd had the honeymoon suite, complete with a private onsen adjacent to the large bedroom. Needless to say it was no surprise the mood had been set so easily.

Yet, it wasn't just any man who could have captivated Kira. She'd admired her superior for quite some time, and in more ways than one.

With the hotel key in hand, she led them upstairs to the suite and opened the door. It was just as she remembered and it filled her heart with a bitter sweet feeling that soon turned into a flutter of butterflies, remembering the many ways he'd gotten her heart racing that night.

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"Who's Hotter?" Battle of the White Haired Characters

[rafasbiscuits]

and that's on white/grey haired x black haired gays

[hatredcurse]

The sight was uncomfortably familiar.

Shisui laid on fresh polished floors, suspended in a state of life that did not walk forward, rather walked away. The dense aura that entrenched this Uchiha vanished into the vast void of death, leaving behind the receipt that life had existed at one point. It was no different than the cruel reminder of Sakumo. Similar was the way the body twisted weird at the joints, the body making no effort to keep posture and stay rigid. His jaw no longer clenched in neither smile nor frown, the crinkle underneath his eyes gone.

Kakashi hosted no closeness with this boy, but he understood grief. That much he could share with Itachi. That much he could sympathize with.

" I don't believe it, " the words came naturally, slipping from his lips without the disciplined mind to catch them. Awe and shock opening the gates of impulsivity, daring into a dangerous exclamation of opinion.

Quietly, he asks, " the Uchiha clan was staging a coup? "

It shouldn't come with any surprise. Village elders and aged faces likely predicted this, but this Hatake didn't want to accept the reality that the village would turn on itself in this lifetime. Especially not after all the hinderance and grief that came with the appearance of Kurama.

Oh, but it was destined to fail.

Kakashi should have known the moment the Uchiha clan was sidelined away from the battle and the heedless blame that came afterwards over the event. He was only a child, but even now the rumors persist, giving more than enough time to figure it all out.

" Itachi, you shouldn't- " he bites his teeth shut, keeping the ' captain ' of himself away from clan politics, " with Shisui's death, the people sent him will actively work to silence you and Fugaku. Heralding the blame will put you and your family in danger. "

Stating the obvious much. It was too late in the night and far outside of Kakashi's jurisdiction to make any calls. The best he could do was cast empathy over to his grieving workmate, a hand working into the tension building at his own temple.

ㅤOnce rein on his sanity had been recovered [would it ever, to its full extent?], Itachi had no doubt he was going to be left appalled; that he'd allowed himself to spiral so disgracefully out of control. The child who'd faced the attack of the nine-tailed demon without flinching, carrying a baby in arms and sparing the time to help a friend evade death - now reduced to a babbling mess who could hardly tell up from down and right from left. Though, to an extent, he suspected part of it had to do with his entire system struggling to accommodate the colossal power that his eyes had just awakened; one does not simply wield the force of literal gods and carries on without consequence.

ㅤAnd the rest... the rest was this crumpled, drowned body on the floor. His best friend, his older brother figure, his soulmate in the sense that no other would ever understand so well the urge that burned bright in Itachi to make this world a peaceful one. Gone and already rotting. Kneeling beside, he brought a shaky hand to gently caress the tangle of dark curls, like so many a time he'd done before; Shisui would tug on his ponytail to tease him, in turn Itachi would muss up his unruly mane.

ㅤIronically, it was this ghastly display that seemed to work as the shock Itachi was in such desperate need of to ground himself once more. Undeniable realization that Shisui was dead and that now upon him fell the responsibility to not allow it to be meaningless. Carry the dream for the two of them. Whether or not coming to Kakashi for help was a wise idea remained to be seen - not out of wariness for his captain, rather the cruel thought that he ought to be able to handle everything on his own; a clan heir through and through - but he'd started it and therefore he would see it end.

ㅤ«Please... let me say it all at once. If something doesn't make sense, I can try again. But let me finish it.» Before I lose my way, again. Breathing in, Itachi turned his back to Shisui and instead focused all attention on Kakashi; the mangekyou mark in his eyes yet refusing to leave. «Shisui was tasked by the clan to spy on me. We were both playing both sides, trying to avoid the coup. Shisui had a plan - if no real progress was made, he would use Kotoamatsumaki on my father to force him into a peaceful resolution. In hope that the rest of the clan would heed his word. However-»

However, Danzo. The onus of this whole ordeal.

ㅤ«Captain, forgive me... but there are details I cannot tell you. Please don't take this as lack of trust - but I made a promise to Shisui and I intend to keep it.» Now, more than ever. «I cannot tell you what happened exactly, but he was betrayed. And he... made the choice to let it end, my own fault being that I was unable to stop him. I don't know if he planned anything to cover this up. However... should the blame come to fall on me, I will take it. For the sake of the village. We cannot let the true story be known, or else the clan will stop at nothing to achieve revenge.»

[hazardous-who]

Rough ideas of how I picture Obito & Kakashi in Among Ice & Snow

[asparkleofmuses]

Cont (x) @irukasenseii

Despite one eye is basically all anyone is able to see from Kakashi's face, it's enough to look clearly unimpressed. Iruka is walking at a grampa's pace, and the only reason he hasn't picked him up yet is that the memory of being carried all the way from Suna to Konoha by Gai is still too fresh in his mind.

So he has a hand around his waist instead, letting Iruka use him as a crutch. "Don't worry about that, Iruka. Wearing a mask has several advantages"

[ink-ghoul]

It's incredible funny how much Etho likes 'Blue Fire', so much so that he makes it a main feature of his base and his special attack on TCG

and yet hermitblr has done NOTHING with this information

[hatredcurse]

A piece of Kakashi anticipated Chitose to needle her leg between them and kick him off. A part of him somewhat wanted her to, yet this needy part of him wanted her to tug him in closer, tighter.

His hands were never faster to undress the woman from her jacket, then the armored shirt that compressed nicely to her body. Save for anything else that barred him from her bare skin, he rids of it so that he can gift himself the view of her sculpted figure, veiled by the oppressive darkness around them.

Teeth, tongue, lips caressed over the veins in the Dragon's neck with such ferocity, it's unclear whether he wanted to dote on her or eat through her. The Hound wanted to claim closeness in whatever way he could get that any sound reasoning exited long ago.

Briefly, he separated again, hands tugging at the waistline of her pants. " Fuck, " he cursed, growing frustrated with the buckle and belt until eventually he managed only the belt and instead ripped the middle section open, replacing that the taut fix of cloth with his own hand. It wasn't elegant the way he twisted his wrist under her, sliding his fingers over the budding wetness of her.

All cautionary thought has been cast aside, heads high in the clouds but their gravity is centered. Desperately pulling them together until one or both surrenders to the insurmountable pressure of it all. Gods, it felt so good. How easy it was to get swept away by it, like being carried off by the tide. In a way, it frightened the Dragon, yet she dared not pull away from her Captain.

Golden eyes remained fixated on that mix-matched gaze of his as a hand found the swell of her right breast, and before she could even react to Kakashi tugging down his mask, much less get a good look at him, he was hot on her mouth once more, widening their hungry kiss with the swipe of his tongue. 

Thank goodness for the cover of darkness to hide the warmth spreading to her face and neck.  

Kakashi kneads her small breast in his hand while they taste one another without the barrier, toiling with the hardened bud between his fingers. She shivers, followed by the sweetest, little groan muffled against his mouth.

“Taichou.” She breathes, resting her forehead against his. 

Her hands slip over her Captain’s chest to his shoulders, grasping hold of the straps of his ANBU flak vest to draw him flush against her soft body. She feels him hard and throbbing against her, and wonders if he, too, would like to be touched in time.

[yaoiconnoisseur]

Worst (best?) roadtrip ever

meme reference

[hatredcurse]

It was any other day. The same day, repeating over and over as it had been since he was young. 12, maybe? He couldn't recall the exact age through the monotony of this routine; tailing the sight of round caring eyes with a body bearing a prestige almost expected of them. One way or another, he was always chasing a brunette girl. Doomed to lose one, only to find another, it felt at times.

Some days, Kakashi idled in a nearby tree, on some wayside roof tearing underfoot from undermanaged upkeep. Other days, it was closer to this— leaping delicately from branch to branch, sealing his presence with constricting painted seals, hunched forward at the shoulders, snaking along the foliage and shadows of the thick forest line.

His target ( rather his obsession. Danzo's obsession perhaps; he did not feel strongly about her, but was deeply intertwined either way ) dashed ahead wherever the path carried her. He'll admit to being a touch careless in observing her. It wasn't like Izumi Uchiha to wander off so suddenly, and doing so sparked immediate suspicion on his end that his instincts naturally followed. Was today finally the day of revelation? He had wondered, but dare not say.

After all, he had toiled away all these years in her shadow that it was almost impossible to ponder what he'd do when his primary focus was lost to him.

Driving close several heavy branches above her, his better senses locked onto her like a hawk, keen on the imperceptible movements of her body and careful in drawing near her eyes. Important as she was, he was more so to the audience she might meet. If there were any. Be it no more a tryst or a gathering, it was preferable to be cautious than dismissive.

Closed starter — @springdango

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"Who's Hotter?" White Haired Characters

[kankuroplease]

A little graph of Naruto’s escapades in the TSAU that explains why Kakashi would call a shop meeting about it because some of these happened at the shop✨

[themidnightguardian]

I mean, now feels like the right time to say that I have a little oneshot Naruto crack-fic idea brewing that's a Yuri on Ice AU with Kakashi x Obito.

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Hatake Kakashi is the best figure skater in the world. A natural prodigy. A 5-time World Champion. An Olympic Gold Medalist.

He’s also been drifting for years now. His apartment is cold and empty except for his dog. There is no life for him outside of skating, and he’s not sure there’s anything left for him on the ice either. He’s 27 and the most exciting thing that’s happened in the past year was the release of the latest book in his favorite romance series.

And then, at the Grand Prix banquet, a drunk Uchiha Obito calls him an idiot, tells him off for having a stupidly pretty face, challenges him to a dance off (and wins), and then asks him to be his coach.

Kakashi’s pretty sure he’s in love.

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Uchiha Obito doesn’t understand why the best figure skater in the world is in his family’s onsen.

Naked.

[scarecrowofthefields]

Hello fell into a rabbit hole last night that caused me to stay up until 4am. This is kinda Naruto related— Found out Kazuhiko Inoue voices Professor Ozpin in RWBY: Ice Queendom!!! ANOTHER WHITE-HAIRED CHARACTER I LOVE. I WAS LOSING MY MIND. I completely forgot RWBY: Ice Queendom existed until I saw it listed on a wiki. I saw trailers and promos but never watched it when it released since it was behind a paywall :((

Makes me wonder if they made a jp dub with the same cast for the original show

Also remembered Saori Hayami, who voices Himawari, played Ruby :))