#madara Uchiha

[belit0]

omg I loveee you dear author!! The details that you give to every Uchiha are so in character!!

Can I ask for Uchiha × Reader about them going to bed? will they cuddle immediately? or going to read bedtime stories? I am curious!!>w<

Thank you very much, what a beautiful compliment! So many years of writing them pay off!❤️‍🩹

Now... Even the most hardened Uchiha has a routine before rest. Some by necessity, some by habit, and some simply because (Y/N) has worn them down over time. Each night unfolds differently, yet beneath their individual quirks, a thread of tenderness lingers (whether they acknowledge it or not).

Indra

Indra is not a man of indulgence. Sleep is not a comfort, it is a necessity at best, a weakness at worst.

(Y/N) learns early that he does not simply lay beside her. He keeps watch. Even in his stillness, his presence is unyielding, like the mountain upon which his clan rests.

Most nights, she falls asleep before he does, his warmth a silent fortress at her back. Sometimes, he remains seated, eyes unreadable in the dark, fingers idly tracing ancient scrolls even as she drifts off.

On rare occasions, though, his hand finds her wrist.

Not possessively. Not out of need.

Just a reminder that she is still here.

That she is his.

(Y/N) never asks him to hold her. She does not need to.

Because when the weight of the world finally settles upon his shoulders, when the silence becomes unbearable even for him—Indra does not resist the pull of warmth beside him.

He will not turn to face her. He will not speak of it.

But in the depths of the night, his palm rests heavy against the small of her back. And if she shifts closer, pressing against him without a word, he does not push her away.

It is not an embrace. Not quite.

But it is enough.

Madara

Madara does not "cuddle." Madara positions.

Every night, there is a process. A sequence. He plans his rest as he plans a battle.

(Y/N) must be here, within reach but not smothering. The blanket must be precisely adjusted; not too warm, not too cold. His arm placement is calculated; wrapped around her waist just enough to feel her, but not enough to be considered "needy."

It is flawless. Until she moves.

(Y/N) shifts in her sleep, unknowingly unraveling his strategy. She burrows against him, tangles their legs, steals half the blanket, and suddenly, his entire system collapses.

He wakes up scowling, begrudgingly rearranging their limbs, only for her to roll over again.

By the time morning comes, Madara has accepted defeat.

He still refuses to admit to cuddling. But (Y/N) wakes up firmly locked in his arms, his grip ironclad around her waist.

She does not argue. She simply smirks, stretching against him with deliberate slowness.

His hold tightens.

And with a resigned huff, he buries his face into her hair.

Madara does not lose battles.

Except, perhaps, this one.

Izuna

Izuna acts like he’s doing (Y/N) a favor.

-You're lucky,- he murmurs, already pulling her against him as they settle into bed. -Not just anyone gets to sleep beside me.-

(Y/N) hums, unimpressed. -Mm. What an honor.-

He grins, chin resting on top of her head, arms wrapped securely around her. He’s all heat, all confidence... Until he actually starts to fall asleep.

Then, the truth comes out.

The teasing stops. The bravado fades.

And suddenly-

Izuna is clinging.

It’s subtle at first. A hand at her waist, a leg draped over hers. But by the time the night settles in, he is completely wrapped around her, a human furnace, entirely at her mercy.

(Y/N) shifts slightly. He whines.

She gasps.

Izuna Uchiha just whined.

-You're awake?- she whispers, turning in his arms.

He does not answer. Instead, he pulls her tighter, face buried against her skin.

She smirks in the dark. -Izuna?

-Mm.

He’s already half-asleep.

(Y/N) lets him be. She closes her eyes, smiling to herself. Tomorrow, she’ll tease him mercilessly.

Tonight—she simply lets him hold her.

Obito

(Y/N) is cold.

And it’s entirely Obito’s fault.

She glares at him through the dim light, blanket firmly wrapped around his entire body like a cocoon.

-Obito.

No response.

She nudges him.

Still nothing.

Fine.

(Y/N) tugs, hard. The blanket jerks, and Obito immediately wakes up with a yelp.

"Wha—?" He clutches the fabric like it’s his last lifeline.

(Y/N) scowls. -You stole the blanket.-

-You weren’t using... it....

-I WAS ASLEEP.-

They stare each other down. A silent war in the darkness.

Then—

Obito moves.

Not to return the blanket. No.

To throw himself onto her, smothering them both under the stolen warmth, wrapping her up in his arms like a human-sized burrito.

-There,- he grumbles, burying his face against her shoulder. -Happy now?-

(Y/N) sighs, resigned.

-...You’re lucky I love you.-

His hold tightens.

-Yeah,- he murmurs, finally sleepy again. -I know.-

And just like that, he’s out.

(Y/N) rolls her eyes. She’ll never get that blanket back.

But at least she’s warm.

Shisui

Shisui is impossible.

Every night, without fail, he flirts.

-You know,- he murmurs against her skin, -we could just… skip sleeping altogether.-

(Y/N) snorts. -You’d fall asleep in ten minutes.-

-Would not.

-Shisui.

-…Okay, maybe.-

He grins, pulling her closer, tangling their limbs effortlessly.

(Y/N) should be used to it by now; the way he melts against her like he was always meant to be there. The way he tucks his face against her neck, breath warm and steady.

-You’re too comfortable,- he mumbles, already half-asleep.

(Y/N) smirks.

-You’re too easy.-

A chuckle. A hum.

And then... Soft snoring.

She sighs. -Ridiculous man.-

But still—she holds him just as tightly.

Itachi

Itachi does not fall asleep immediately.

(Y/N) knows the routine well.

He reads.

Every night, without fail.

The soft rustling of pages is as much a part of their bedtime as breathing.

Sometimes, she listens, letting his voice guide her into slumber. Sometimes, she teases him, poking at his concentration until he sighs and tucks the book away, finally giving in to rest.

And sometimes, he reads to her.

It starts as a joke. A ridiculous notion that (Y/N) suggests one evening after watching him drown in yet another tome. -If you're going to ignore me for a book, at least make yourself useful and read it out loud.-

He arches a brow.

But then, he does.

His voice is low, steady, unraveling tales of history, poetry, strategy. (Y/N) listens with a small smile, lulled by the cadence of his words.

By the time she drifts off, his arm is already resting over her waist.

And as the book falls shut, he presses the lightest kiss to the crown of her head.

A habit he will never acknowledge in daylight.

But one she secretly waits for, night after night.

[lady-purpleblue]

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suggestive art so full is [HERE]

[lmnrrtt]

every time i draw them like this i ask myself why would i even do that (i will do it again tho)

[groundrunner100]

Naruto x I’ll Make A Man Out Of You

(Be a man!)

You must

be swift

as the coursing river!

(Be a man!)

with all

the force

of a great typhoon!

(Be a man!)

with all

the strength

of a raging fire!

Mystery as

the dark side of

the moon!

- “I’ll Make A Man Out Of You” by. Peyton Parrish (2021).

[three-milkz]

I love the 4th ninja war, it's literally a reunion of troubled lovers.

And it's funny because there's always an Uchiha involved...

[wordysmith101]

What the? This is so freaking cute.

Next batch of suggestions>:D

(These are from ig and rb tags)

Spoilers for the next post under the line0^0

[andysaas]

they hated the uchihas because they couldn't stand seeing homosexuals in power

gay family

[orochiposting]

“I can fix him dw” [drill sounds] {screaming} [chainsaw revving]

[ssnapdragoon]

Happy holidays @meraces !! Hope you enjoy!!!

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[skyahri]

How They'd Do You |Naruto Men X Reader| HC

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Madara Uchiha, and Naruto Uzumaki.

Summary: How they are in bed.

Warnings: NSFW. Mentions of sex and foreplay. Breeding kink, breast and nipple play, head, etc.

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Sasuke Uchiha

Sasuke isn't one to give up control very easily, especially when he's in any sort of vulnerable state.

More often than not, he's on top of you, forcing your legs against your chest and not holding anything back as he thrusts into you.

On the rare occasion he allows you to top, he's still 100% in control. He always ends up taking over towards the end when he can't take it anymore. His release is close, and something in his brain is begging him to rail you.

He wouldn't be into actual choking in fear he'd lose control of his strength, but he's not afraid to use your neck as a handle of sorts to keep your body from moving too much.

Hes the embodiment of a breeding kink.

He's close to his end. He places his hand on your stomach and forces his seed in you.

If he's still got stamina, he's pushing you onto your hands and knees for round two, ass high up in the air.

"Not a single drop spills. Got it?"

Emergency contraceptive is your best friend, but let's be real. It fails sooner rather than later based on the sheer amount you rely on it.

Kakashi Hatake

Foreplay king. He loves head, both giving and receiving, sometimes even at the same time. Nipple play, fingering, whatever it is you're needing, he's providing.

Passionate.

When he does share his mind, it's never a light matter, and sex is no different.

Kissing, hand holding, praising - it's all a very important part of the act for him. He's pouring his heart and soul into you every time you're together.

But don't get it wrong, he's still a man. Those sweet nothings and soft whispers about how much he loves you quickly turn into dirty talk.

"You're such a good girl."

"You look so pretty wrapped around my cock."

"You're mine, you know that?"

He definitely sticks his fingers in your mouth.

After a certain point, he let's his dick do the thinking for him. You don't mind one bit.

He's all about aftercare. Rags or showers or just physical contact, whatever you want, he's got it. He knows he's not always the best at taking care of you, but this is one instance where he's confident about what he's doing.

Shikamaru Nara

My man is lazy and that doesn't change, even in the bedroom.

He usually doesn't go down on you but enjoys when you sit on his face. He'll wrap his arms around to grip your thighs. He's never one to turn down head but doesn't really make foreplay a priority.

Some might call him a pillow princess at first glance, but it's deeper than that. He has the control, he just let's you do the work most of the time.

You may be on top, but his strong grip and guiding fingers tell you exactly what to do.

Sometimes, he doesn't care for the pleasantries that come with dragging it out. He'll nestle between your legs and let his head dip down to your neck.

Lazy thrusts, but that's fine. Deeper is always better than faster.

He doesn't really do dirty talk, but he's definitely not silent. He's vocal, always groaning, maybe he'll tell you that he loves you if he's feeling a certain way.

Madara Uchiha

Most of the time, he's hate fucking you.

There's no time for foreplay when he's immediately slamming you against the wall when he gets home.

Despite all the anger radiating off of him as he mercilessly thrusts into you, he's calling you the sweetest nicknames he can think of. Love or Darling or something of the sort.

He always finishes inside. You're not sure if he's just too busy letting his frustration out to think, or if he's actively trying to get you pregnant.

It's both... sort of. For him, anger is just passion and fuel. It has nothing to do with his actions. He's pumping you full of his cum because he likes to claim you. He wants you to bare his children. He wants people to know you're his.

Aftercare isn't as straightforward for him. He's not offering to clean you up, but he tries to find ways to subtly apologize for turning you into a toy.

Naruto Uzumaki

Naruto runs on pure instinct in every aspect of his life.

He's doing what feels right in the moment and confirming it with you if it's something he's unsure about. (Consent is key).

He's a people pleaser. He's always making sure he takes care of you before he even thinks about himself. Eating you out, fingering, breast play, whatever you want.

He's sloppy. It's just something that always emerges with him. He's placing wet kisses on your neck, his hand placement can sometimes be a bit awkward, but it all adds to the experience.

His head gets so foggy with love and lust that he honestly can't think straight. The way his body takes control and he ravages you in an almost primal way, it's to die for.

[belit0]

Uchihas finding out that their s/o is more powerful than them? ( Itachi Sasuke Shisui Madara indra Obito )

Let's see

Indra

Indra had felt it before he acknowledged it. Power hummed beneath her skin like a restrained storm, a force too vast to be ignored. He studied her in silence, arms crossed as he watched her dismantle an opponent with unnerving precision. His own disciples had never been so efficient.

His expression remained unreadable, but something in his eyes sharpened.

-You have been hiding this.

There was no question in his voice, only fact. She met his gaze, unfazed, unyielding.

-You never asked.

A rare flicker of amusement crossed his face. Not a smile, never that, but something like intrigue.

-I will not make that mistake again.-

Madara

Madara had always considered himself the pinnacle of strength, a warrior unmatched. But then she stood before him, unscathed from an attack that would have shattered mountains.

He laughed. A deep, rich sound full of something dangerous.

-I should be furious.- He took a step closer, sharing the same breath of air. -But this…- His Sharingan spun, eyes raking over her. -This is exhilarating.-

For the first time, he looked at her not as an equal, not as a companion, but as a challenge. And Madara thrived on challenges.

-You’ll have to show me just how deep your power runs.-

Obito

Obito didn’t want to believe it at first. Not because he thought her weak, but because he wasn’t supposed to be the lesser one. His breath hitched when he saw the effortless way she dismantled the battlefield, rendering everything around her insignificant.

-You…- He swallowed, eyes searching hers. -When did you get so strong?-

She tilted her head.

-I always was.

Something in his chest ached. If she had always been this strong, then what did that make him? He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.

-I guess… I’ll have to work harder, huh?- His laugh was sheepish, but there was a flicker of something else in his gaze... relief. If she was strong, then she would never need saving.

Shisui

Shisui’s eyes widened, then sparkled. -Oh, this is amazing.-

She had taken him down. Easily. And instead of frustration, all he felt was pure, unfiltered excitement.

-Do you know how much I love this?- He grinned, springing to his feet as if he hadn’t just been floored. -This means we can spar for real! No holding back!-

He circled her, eyes alight with something close to admiration.

-I knew you were strong, but this?- He whistled. -Marry me.-

She rolled her eyes, but he caught the way her lips twitched upward.

Itachi

Itachi didn’t speak at first. He simply observed, taking in every shift in her stance, every flicker of her power that exceeded his own. And then, as if nothing had happened, he nodded.

-I see.

That was it. No resentment, no frustration. Just understanding. She raised an eyebrow.

-That’s all you have to say?

-What else is there?- His expression was unreadable, but there was something like relief in his voice. -If you are stronger than me, then that only means you will survive.-

It was the highest compliment he could give.

Sasuke

Sasuke hated the idea. It burned, deep and ugly, clawing at his pride. He was the strongest. He had to be. And yet… she had beaten him.

His jaw clenched, fists curling at his sides as he glared at her.

-That was a fluke.

She gave him a look—calm, patient, infuriating.

-Was it?

His Sharingan flared to life.

-We’re doing that again.

He wouldn’t stop until he won. Even if it took forever.

[bl00dalchemist]

A headcanon of mine.

[hewoweens]

happy madara bday and other holidays @greencuttingmat 💖@hashimada-giftexchange

[saintjudasi]

lord first and his apprentices