#minato scenario

[mavrintarou]

Lord Namikaze Minato

Got it done in one part lol.

Warning: fluff & smut (my two combo)

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Y/n had only met Lord Namikaze Minato twice in her twenty-six years and the third time, it was on their wedding day.

She came from the Land of Iron. Natives from this country have distinctive emerald eyes and platinum blond hair with a tan complexion.

Their marriage was arranged at the young age of eight and are to be wedded when Y/n is the age of seventeen. However, it was repeatedly postponed due to Lord Namikaze.

Unlike all the other girls in her village, who married within the village or neighboring villages, she was the unlucky one who would be leaving her home for a new home that was thousands of miles away.

The last time she saw him, they were only barely pubescent. He had bright blond hair, blue-green eyes, and a lanky physique.

As she was leaving her home, she received congratulations, given that Lord Minato’s name is well-known beyond the Land of Fire. However, a few people also didn’t forget to warn her about him, as he is feared by all.

Only five other men, her maid whom she had known since she was a little girl, and Y/n herself, traveled almost three days before they reached the Land of Fire. Her family would leave as soon as her wedding was over and she dreaded each minute.

Finally, the moment arrived, and Y/n stood in front of the closed sliding door. On the other side were her new family and her future husband.

She took a deep breath, this was the last seconds of her being single and a member of the Land of Iron.

The door slid open and she shut her eyes tightly.

“Please welcome, Lady Namikaze.”

Her eyes opened and immediately met the blue-green gaze of Minato.

She swallowed, not expecting him to be right on the other side of the door from her.

Minato smiled and held out his hand for her, “come, my wife.”

Y/n blinked in confusion. After everything she had heard about this intimidating man, she couldn’t believe the person standing before her was the same one everyone described. He looked harmless, with his soft smile and bright hair.

She reached for his hand, her small handset in his much larger one.

“Let’s go,” he said, pulling her along with him.

Taking a step forward, her mind was resolute, as there was no turning back. From now on, she would be known as Lady Namikaze.

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Her maid sets the comb down, “are you ready, my Lady?”

Tightening her yukata, Y/n nodded and followed her maid down the hall, leaving behind the room where she stayed as a single woman and a guest.

Now, she is a married woman and must share a room, and a bed with her husband.

“My Lord, my Lady is here.” The Maid announced outside the door.

A quiet come-in can be heard from the other side.

The maid opens the door, giving Y/n a warm smile. “I will see you in the morning, my Lady.”

Y/n is greeted by the sight of her husband’s back as he gazes out the window. He slowly glances over his shoulder, prompting Y/n to quickly look down. He is dressed in a dark blue yukata, and his blond hair is still slightly damp from his bath. She hears the door click shut behind her, leaving her alone in the room with her husband for a few hours. “My Lord,” Y/n greeted quietly.

Since the age of twelve, she has been prepared and educated for this night.

The marital night.

She didn’t hear his footsteps at all, but a pair of bare feet stood in her line of sight. “Look at me please.” Her eyes slowly met his. “Minato,” he smiles, “please call me by my name.”

Y/n observed her husband. He is three years older than her, yet he looks more mature and older than her, yet at the same time, he has a soft innocent youth to him.

She didn’t dare, but if he was giving her permission to call him by his given name, she had no choice but to obey. “Okay,” she answered meekly.

Minato raised a brow slightly and he tilted her chin until she had nowhere to look but into his blue eyes, “are you nervous?”

“Yes, my Lord.”

“Minato.” He reminded.

“Yes… Mi – nato…”

His breath hitched; she barely missed it if it wasn’t for the dead silence in the room. He takes a step closer and leans down.

If Y/n was not mistaken, he was just as nervous as she was.

His lips paused centimeters away from hers, eyes searching hers – as if asking for permission.

Or teasing her.

Y/n closes her eyes, “please…” she breathed.

His lips press against hers gently before he moves his mouth over hers slowly and gently.

Minato’s eyes catch her tightly fisted hands and he grabs both her wrists, in which her palms loosened, and presses them against his muscular chest. She can feel the heat of his body through his yukata.

Her eyes shot open, wide and she was about to pull away, but he was faster. A hand shot around the back of her head and kept her from moving. Minato took this opportunity to slip his tongue past her lips and fully kiss her. His eyes shut as he moved his mouth eagerly over hers, increasing the pace of their kiss.

He felt her body relax and soften and it was the soft moan that pushed him over the edge.

Y/n squealed as she was hoisted off the ground and carried her to the futon she hadn’t noticed.

Minato laid her down gently and he held her gaze before asking, “do you trust me?”

Y/n should have said no, no she didn’t trust him but her heart spoke and her head followed.

She nodded and her stomach fluttered with tingles when he flashed her a charming smile.

“May I take off your clothes?” She nodded again and he spread both her knees apart, tugging the yukata open, and moved in between her legs. She was naked before him and he could feel his mouth water at the sight of her. His eyes drop to her core, and he feels his throat tightening.

His thumb gently grazes her slit before pressing down on her clit. “Have you touched yourself before?”

Y/n shook her head, teeth biting down on her lower lip. She was curious and other girls her age had told her about pleasuring themselves, but she was too embarrassed to do it.

“I… couldn’t bring myself to.”

Minato raised a brow at her confession. He bit down at the corner of his lower lip, content to hear that even she had never pleasured herself. “How come?” he inquired quietly.

“I didn’t want…” she looked away, cheeks blushing, “I feel like I would be cheating on my future husband if I touched myself.”

Minato refrained from smiling, he rubs light circles with her clit and smiles when her faint but sharp hisses escape her lips. “Yes, only I can touch you.” Sliding his thumb down, he slips it past her wet folds until the entire length of his thumb is embedded inside of her.

Her thighs widen naturally, and he can feel her walls sucking his thumb tightly.

“Shh, it’s okay…” he coos thrusting his thumb slightly in and out of her. When he felt she was able to, he switched to two long fingers, curling them against her hot soft walls. He started a slow pace before gradually increasing until his two fingers were sliding in and out of her, they plunge deep into her warm pussy.

Y/n panted, writhing against his fingers. She unknowingly realized her hips were moving, rolling. Was this what her friends were talking about? She covered her face, embarrassed as she murmured, “no… no… too much…”

With his other hand, he pulls his yukata loose and his cock is hard and ready.

Her eyes caught sight of his hand stroking his cock. “It’s… will it… will it fit?” she choked.

Minato hummed, a smile on his lips, “it will, but this first time you might feel uncomfortable, but you will become accustomed to it soon.” He pulls his fingers out and looks at them, satisfied at how glistening they were coated. “It is yours, just as your body is mine.

Y/n gasped watching him stroke his cock with the fingers that were just inside of her. “My Lord – “

Leaning down, Minato towers over her, “what did I say about calling me that?” His tone was teasing but strict. “I will punish you if you do not listen, hmm?”

“Minato,” she whispered, nodding her head in understanding.

He pecks her lips softly before fully engaging in a kiss. A distraction for her as nudged his cock at her pussy and thrust gently inside her, groaning as he struggled to impale her tight walls.

Minato couldn’t stop now. Never.

Even though her nails dug into his biceps, he took the opportunity to thrust hard until he was fully inside of her.

He broke off the kiss with a gasp, she was so tight he felt dizzy for a split second. “Y/n…” Her eyes widen as he calls her name, and at the same time, her walls tighten. “Relax…”

She inhales and exhales, listening to him as her body relaxes around him.

He groaned and slowly began to thrust in and out of her hot walls slowly.

Her soft cries mixed with his groans and that urged him to fasten his hips with deeper and harder thrusts.

He hiked her legs around his waist and pulled her up and together they sat in a lotus flower position. Her arms quickly wrap around his neck and with great ease, he lifts her easily and rocks her over his cock.

“Mina…” she whispered, hugging him close, chest pressing against his.

Minato’s teeth found the skin below her clavicle, and he sucked hard until a blooming red mark appeared before trailing elsewhere.

Y/n began to push at his shoulders, squirming away from him as her body began to tingle in an odd sensational way. “My L – Minato… please… no… I feel –“

He kissed her jaw, “you feel what, my wife? Tell me?” Calling her his wife had her walls tightening around his cock and he groans, “do you like that? Me calling you my wife?” He laid her back down and unlocked her legs from behind, spreading them wide as he rubbed the puffy nub that sent her arching her back instantly. “What do you like?”

He rubbed her clit in a circle, “do you like it if I do this?” his thrusts were shallow but deep as he pressed down on her clit, feeling her walls react to his doing.

“Please,” she begged, “no more… I don’t know this feeling… it’s… it’s weird…”

“It is pleasure you are feeling,” he whispered with a smile, “let go for me.”

Y/n’s body jerked and thrashed as he brought her to her peak and he followed seconds later, cumming hard deep against her walls. His body trembled as he filled her womb with his seed.

Her small hands grabbed his, stopping him from overstimulating her but he overpowered her, he wanted her body to shudder to his touch only.

She palmed her lower abdomen, “stop… too much… I feel too full…”

Listening to her cry, he stopped and pressed his forehead against her chest, in between her breasts. He took this moment to catch his breath.

The moment he set eyes on his wife when those doors slid open, all he wanted was nothing more than to make her his. Now she was and he was never going to let her go.

He leaned back and ran a hand through his hair. Without withdrawing, he maneuvered her onto her front side and straddled her. He leaned over her, pushing her hair off her beautiful shoulders, he made a note to mark her shoulders. He wanted to taste and mark all of her.

Minato pressed his lips to her shoulder and reached to turn her head so he could look into her eyes. He’s always known her eyes were beautiful, but they look even more stunning with the glossiness in her eyes.

He acknowledged he pushed her to her limit. “I am sorry…”

He was not sorry he pushed her to her limit. He was sorry he had not done this sooner.

He pressed a kiss to her temple, “this is only the beginning, my wife.”

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Minato returned to Konoha and after giving his report to the Hokage, he immediately went home. He did not bother to stay and wait if the Hokage had any questions or when his next mission was.

He didn’t want to go on any mission any time soon. Or at all.

All he wanted was to go home to his wife.

Six months of being married has changed Minato’s life.

Before, going on long missions for more than a week was something he did not mind. He didn’t have anyone to return home to aside from his village. Which was why he was willing to take on the missions that normally required more time away from home.

But now that he has a wife waiting for him, being on a three-day mission was becoming challenging for him, let alone being away for more than a few hours. If possible, he would try and complete the mission as fast and efficiently as possible so he could return home to her.

He could not have imagined that marriage life would change him this drastically when work was and had always been his priority. And in less than a year, that had all changed.

He regrets the time they missed out due to his uncertainty and refusal to settle down.

When he was old enough to understand what it meant to be engaged and married by his parents, Minato voiced his opinions about his marriage, wanting to be able to choose his bride but there was nothing he could do, it was an arrangement made years ago.

The only way Minato was able to prolong his marriage was to continue to accept missions and advance up the Konohagakure’s military rank. However, he could only delay for so long before reaching the top rank, earning the highest military title, at which point his parents put an end to his stalling.  

At almost thirty years old, he finally accepted his fate and agreed.

He remembered Y/n during their younger days and recalled that she was pretty and cute. He would be lying if he didn’t wonder if she had matured into a beautiful woman.

Only a few times in Minato’s life had he felt nervous, and the day he was meeting his wife was one of them.

When the door slid open and on the other side revealed his bride, he had forgotten how to breathe.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Their first night was one he would never be able to forget. His desire only continues to burn for her each day afterward.

The lost time with her was none other than his fault, and it would be something he would regret but to look forward to, he would have the rest of his life with her.

Y/n, his beloved Y/n was his priority now.

He said the three words to her a month after being married.

“I love you, Y/n.” He knew it was coming out fast but they were genuine. He loves her, wholeheartedly. He couldn’t deny that he wasn’t a bit disappointed when she didn’t return the words but reminded himself to wait, wait until she could see how much he loved her and would be patient for the day she returned those words to him.

The day came when he returned home from a mission that left him hospitalized. It was nothing life-threatening but to see her husband bandaged up made Y/n confess her heart.

Minato smiles to himself as he recalls that day, never forgetting that day, the day Y/n told him she loved him.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Minato patiently complied with the doctor as they wrapped bandages around his head. His right arm was currently being treated by a nurse as she gently put his arm in a sling.

He just wanted to see his wife but at the same time, he did not want her to see him in such a state. But it would also take a few days at most before he could look at least somewhat presentable and he couldn’t dare be away from her any longer.

“How long will it –“ Minato’s words were cut off when the frantic person at the doorway startled him. “Y/n?”

Her hands came up to cup her nose and mouth. From where he was, he could see tears building up in her eyes.

His heart raced fast and all he could see was his wife frozen at the door.

Letting out a deep breath, Minato called her name. “Come here,” he commands softly, wincing but holding out his left hand. When she didn’t make a move, he repeated more sternly, “come here, Y/n, or I’ll go to you.”

The doctor bandaging his head finished up his work and excused him and the nurse, leaving Minato alone with his wife.

Exhaling, Minato shifted to swing his legs off the bed when Y/n rushed over beside him, stopping him from moving further.

“Don’t move!” She cried, tears spilling down her cheeks. She sobbed silently to herself as her hands trembled, scared to touch him.

Y/n was in a state of panic and Minato knew what would shake her out of it. He reached for her, gently taking her by the jaw and forcing her lips to meet his in a deep, longing kiss. His tongue slips into her mouth and swirls with hers.

He pulls away first, breathing hard, “I’m okay. I’m okay, Y/n.” He assured, pressing his forehead against hers. His eyes searched deep into her emerald eyes. “I’m here, I’m okay.”

“You’re so hurt…” she whimpered, fresh tears dripping down her cheeks.

“I just look hurt, but I’m okay,” he smiles. “I didn’t want you to see me this way – “

“I love you!” She exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck. “I love you. I love you. I love you!” She choked back a sob, “I’m sorry it took you getting hurt for me to tell you that I love you. I love you. I have you for some time now but was too scared to tell you.”

Minato was dumbstruck at her sudden confession but his only free arm wrapped around her as he hugged her back. He leaned back, pulling her with him as he rolled them onto the hospital bed.

“You’re hurt!” she tried to push herself away from him but he tightened his hold on her. Telling her that if she moved away from him, it would hurt him more than anything.

“I missed you,” he buried his face into her neck. “I missed you so much, let’s just stay like this… please.”

Y/n found herself beneath him as he lay beside her. “I want your fingers in my hair,” he murmured against her neck.

He never knew the true feeling of relaxing until he married Y/n, and laying in her arms every night with her fingers running through his hair gave him a sense of relaxation he needed.

“Okay,” she whispered, doing as he requested. She turned towards him, hugging him and running her nails against his scalp.

“No more crying,” he murmured when he heard her sniffling.

She tried to stop her sniffling, but she only continued to keep crying. Her mind kept pushing negative thoughts in her head. “I could have lost you.”

There was nothing, absolutely nothing that could have kept him from returning.

“You’ll never lose me, Y/n.” He leaned back and blinked at her tiredly. The warmth of being in her arms and embrace was the only thing that made him sleepy. “I’ll always come back home to you. You are my home.” He pressed a kiss to her chin. “Say it again. Tell me again, Y/n.”

She looked at him confused.

“Say you love me, Y/n.”

Her mouth curved into his sweet favorite smile, “I love you, Minato.”

“I want to hear that every day for the rest of my life,” he muttered, slipping into a slumber.

Every day since then, Y/n would remind him daily, “I love you, Minato.”

The smile on his face vanished when he didn’t find his wife in her usual spot where she would be waiting for him. Where she always greeted him with the smile he so eagerly awaited. “Where is Y/n?” he asked Y/n’s maid who came to greet him.

She bowed her head and answered, “my Lady is napping in your shared chamber, my Lord.”

Minato frowned in confusion, it was midday. “She is napping?”

His servant smiled and their eyes twinkled, “my Lady has been more tired than usual, and she requires at least one nap throughout the day.”

It clicked in Minato’s head, and he hurried towards his wife.

He found her in a deep sleep, her right hand placed over her belly.

His eyes narrowed and he cocked his head.

The mission, originally estimated to take five days, was completed by him in three so he could quickly return home.

Had something changed in the time he was gone?

Shaking his head, Minato was about to leave his tired wife alone when she suddenly shifted, causing her yukata to loosen and open, her breasts almost spilling out.

Her chest was not bound.

Minato couldn’t draw his gaze away and when he finally did, he scowled at himself for having poor restraints.

But he had gone three days without her…

Kneeling, he leans over her and brushes her loose hair away. “Y/n,” he calls quietly. His finger trails along her jaw, to her neck, and brushes over her partly exposed collarbone before down the valley of her chest.

He tugs open her yukata, exposing her breasts at last. Her breath hitched when the cool air hit her nipples, hardening them.

Swinging his leg to straddle her but not putting an ounce of his weight on her, he leans down and swirls his tongue against a rosy bud that became hard instantly under his touch.

A smile spreads on his lips when he hears her moan and her breathing becoming heavy with her chest rising.

“Mina…” she called her fingers instantly threading through his gold locks. “You’re home?”

He releases her nipple with a pop and smiles, “Yes, I’m home.” He never realized how much he loved the sound of that.

“I missed you,” she reminded, “I love you.”

He moves to kiss her lips, “I missed you every second I was away and love you more every minute I’m away.”

“You must love me more than I love you now?” she teased trying to pull her yukata to cover her chest.

“No,” he said sternly, “I want to suck them.”

Her hand loosens and he pushes her yukata open again and suckles the other nipple.

When she hisses, he looks up at her with a raised brow.

“They’re… sensitive.”

Minato blinked, he didn’t think that he was any rougher than usual. “Sorry, my love,” he whispered and gently suckled and teased. “Is that why they were not bound?”

She nodded, watching him swirl his tongue, suckle, and nibble at her nipples. It sent prickling sensations down to her core. “Minato,” she said his full name and he froze before snapping his head, his brow knitting together. She let out a laugh and reached to soothe away the crease between his brow with her thumb. “I… I believe I have great news to tell you. I…” she exhales deeply, “I am with child, I believe.” She paused, watching his reaction. “But I’m – I’m not entirely sure just yet it's just that all the signs are there…”

Now she feels bad for getting his hopes up when she has not yet confirmed it.

“Ah!” She squeals when Minato rolls them over so she is on top of him.

Without speaking, he presses her into him, so her chest is buried against his face.

Y/n quickly tries to push off of him but he holds her still.

He gasped for air and shouted, “that’s the best thing I’ve heard!”

His head hits the futon with a thud and he closes his eyes, a beautiful smile on his lips. “I’m so happy, so happy…”

Y/n stopped struggling to push him off and just gazed at her extremely happy husband. “Does it please you that much that I might be with child?”

Without opening his eyes, he answered, “I never thought about becoming a father, but the thought of it now is the best thing next to being your husband.” His eyes open, and his blue eyes gleam with affection. “I am pleased to hear.”

Y/n’s breath hitched, “I hope it is true then.”

Minato cupped one cheek, “if it is not, we can still practice until we get it right.”

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Y/n was indeed pregnant.

The family doctor estimated that she may be as far along as her body, which was just beginning to show physical signs.

Neither Y/n nor Minato had noticed it.

When the doctor finished, Minato pulled Y/n into his arms. “I guess we did not need to practice.”

Y/n buried her face into his chest and mumbled something he did not catch. He lifts her chin and stares into her eyes, “what is it, my love?”

“I still…” she blushed, “I still want to practice anyways.”

The corner of his lips curved, but he shook his head, “no, we must halt our practicing for some time. I do not want to put you or our child at risk.” He chuckles at her pout, “don’t pout, I won’t be able to resist and will grant you all your wishes. Just this one time, listen to me. We can practice all you want when it is safe.”

“We can practice other ways…” she muttered under her breath, jerking her chin away from his grasp.

Minato raised his brow, “if it is safe, I am willing to practice.”

She looked up at him with determination, “I can use my mouth?”

As if he was punched in the stomach by his wife’s words, he hisses and closes his eyes, calming himself down. “Y/n…”

“Please?”

All his sense of control goes out the window.

He closes his eyes and when he opens them again, they’re dark and dilated.

Y/n’s eyes remained locked with his as her hand trailed down his chest and rested above his crotch. When he made no move to stop her, she squeeze his cock, which have become alert.

“Please?” she repeated.

Her eyes sparkled in the light of the day and Minato knew he couldn’t ever refuse her. “Okay,” he answered quietly and breathlessly.

Minato leaned back on his hands and watched with amusement as his wife knelt beside him. She eagerly undressed him until his yukata hung open, his cock fully erect. Before he could react, she leaned down and wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock.

Groaning, his head rolls back. It was just the tip, she had only taken the tip.

He nearly exploded when she took more of him further into her mouth and began bobbing her head.

“Just – just like that…” he cooed, watching her and reaching over to brush her hair out of the way. He wanted to see how she was taking his cock into her mouth. “Wait,” he called and guide her lips off his cock. “Take off your clothes,” he ordered.

When she stripped off her clothes, he laid down flat on his back and instructed her to get on top of him. “I want you to feel good too,” he explained when she hesitated. “There won’t be any deep penetration but I can still make you feel good.”

Nodding, she swings over his face, settling on top of his face, and leans down over him. “Like – like this?”

“Just like this,” he answers, bringing her hips down onto his lips and begins devouring her pussy.

Y/n grasp his cock with both her hands and stroke him, trying to maintain her focus. She takes him into her mouth once again until she feels him hit the back of her throat and gag. She continues to bob over his cock. Her eyes glaze over his thick and muscular thighs. Running both her hands along his thighs, she grazes her nails against the blond hair.

Minato’s cock twitched inside her throat and she moans, sending tremors against his cock and down to his sacks.

She hears Minato growl before he hungrily sucks and slurps at her pussy and clit.

Y/n throws her head back, moaning, “Mina…” she strokes his cock that’s lubricated by her saliva. Fisting both her hands and stroking him fast. The faster she pumped him, the faster Minato sucked.

Her husband’s groan gave her the answer she needed and last minute, she wrapped her lips around the top of his cock to receive his orgasm.

His seed filled her mouth.

She moaned, in both delights of receiving his cum and cumming.

As soon as her high began to fall, she flipped over to lay beside him. Minato quickly towers over her. “My delectable wife… you need to tell me where you learned how to do that?” His eyes narrowed to the residue that escaped from the corner of her lips and growled when her tongue darted out to lick it away.

She smiles sweetly, “you taste delectable too, husband.”

Minato loves his wife’s boldness, even when it drives him mad. He squeezes her side, making her twist and giggle. “Tell me, where have you learned to please a man like that?”

“My friends!” She shouted, trying to escape from his fingers that tickled her. “Stop! No more!” she rolled away only to be pulled back against her husband’s naked front.

He nuzzles into her shoulder, “your friends?”

“Yes, my friends have consulted with me before I arrived here. They are married women and when I asked for guidance… that’s what they told me…” Y/n answered, she twisted until she was facing him. “You are my first for everything, my first and last.”

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Tears fall from her cheeks as she stares up at her husband who proudly accepts his Hokage haori and slips it on.

The crowd cheers and applauds as Minato turns around and waves at the entire village from the top of the Hokage’s office balcony.  

Namikaze Minato is named the fourth Hokage of Konohagakure.

His eyes scan the crowd until they land on his wife who cradles the wrapped bundle in her arms, their daughter.

She smiles at him and mouths, I love you.

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like father, like son.

request: i’m not sure if this is alright with your rules, but, may i request a headcanon with small imagine of minato namikaze with a reader who has the personality of kanao tsuyuri? he meets reader in the academy, taking an interest on her, he sets out on a mission to befriend her. eventually he manages to start bringing her out of her shell. soon after they fall in love and later marry. years later, history repeats itself, both watch how their son naruto protect hinata

# tags: headcanon + scenario; friends to lovers to marriage couple; light romance; fluff; a bit of comedy; soft!minato; mention of pregnancy; sfw

includes: female reader ft. minato namikaze {naruto}

↘ Minato was a boy full of energy and smile during his school days. And he loved to watch you from the last school desk when you listened carefully to the words of the teachers and experienced ninjas. He was truly smitten with you, and the opportunity to spend time together was a valuable experience for him.

↘ So he slowly getting to know you better, always offering his help when you had a problem with your homework or training. Halfway through the school year, he even switched places with the person sitting next to you so he could be closer to your person. He really tried his best and always asked his mom to make some more breakfast so he could give you some onigiri or fried tofu in soy sauce.

↘ Months passed and Minato was overjoyed to hear that he would be on the same team with you. You always stuck together, and your will to fight and calmly looking at difficult situations impressed him very much. For a young teenager, you were a little butterfly that spread its wings more and more and headed towards the sun.

↘ So the years passed; first you were in the same class, then in the same team, then you became the closest friends who spent their free time together, then you slowly began to climb the ladder of not-lovers-but-not-friends-too, shyly confessing your feelings to each other. Almost three years after the formation of the Team, you officially started dating – at first only for meals together at your favorite ramen restaurant, and then you started walking alone in the forests and by the lakes, holding hands.

↘ You had your first kiss together and from that moment you were closer than ever. Your relationship magnified your skills, and at a very fast pace, Minato became more and more successful in being a ninja. Thanks to you, he grew into a real man who wanted to start a family and protect the village. You were a refuge for him and a person who always soothed his mental and physical wounds.

↘ You got engaged at the age of twenty and married a year later. You enjoyed your rings for a short time, but then you had to take off your beautiful jewelry because your hands became very swollen due to pregnancy. Minato was overjoyed, and when he found out it was probably a boy, he cried for the first time in many years. He then kissed your entire face, almost removing your delicate eye make-up.

↘ Naruto was born as a healthy, smiling boy who gave you and your husband a lot of joy (but also a lot of stress) in later years. From that moment, you had to protect not only each other, but also this golden-haired baby who was the fruit of your long-term love.

↘ You never had your second child, but you gave all your love to Naruto, who grew up to be a little rascal. Nevertheless, the knowledge passed on to him made him a brave and eager to fight teenager over the years. He was very much like Minato, especially when he was protecting the weak or those he truly loved. You were personally delighted when your beloved son brought Hinata home for the first time – no longer as a friend, but as a woman he would like to spend the rest of his life with.

↘ In terms of being a romantic – again; Naruto was very much like his father. He gave Hinata small gifts, always protected her from rain and attacks of enemies, always tenderly said Goodbye to her and took care of her like the most precious flower. He was a small copy of Minato, who kissed your forehead with the greatest tenderness, gave you flowers and cooked your favorite dishes for you.

↘ Your life was perfect at that moment and you definitely wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. You wanted to grow old with this guy and marry him again in your next life.

*:･ﾟ✧*

You and your husband were sitting on the terrace of your small house, watching Naruto and Hinata approach a white building with a dark roof. There was a book in your hand and a cup of steaming green tea on the table next to you. Minato at that time was sitting directly in front of you; his eyes were closed. Ten minutes ago, he was talking to you about plans for the coming months, and after a while he simply fell asleep, tired of the constant duties of the Hokage.

You frowned as you watched the young couple. Your son had a huge, almost painful smile on his face, while your daughter-in-law had flushed cheeks. She and Naruto had a really peaceful and supportive marriage, though from time to time they would ask you for advice on a successful relationship.

But something was bothering you, and it was a strange feeling in your stomach. Your intuition was never wrong; you just felt something was... That something has changed. So you quickly woke up your husband, although you really didn’t want to, and then whispered a simple sentence in his direction.

“Minato, I think I’m going to be a grandmother.” You whispered, hiding your excitement. Your husband yawned.

“How…” He bit his lip. “Oh.”

After a short while, a young adult couple entered your house; for the first time you saw your son dressed that well. Before you could offer something to drink and eat, your son ran to his father and lifted him high.

“I will be a grandfather and you will be parents!” He screamed and you laughed out loud. “I mean, I’ll be dad and you’ll be grandmothers!”

“Naruto-kun...” Hinata started, almost fainting in embarrassment.

“I mean, mom. You will be grandma and you, dad, will be grandpa!” He said it right this time, and you nodded, still amused. Your sense of intuition, however, was not mistaken. You immediately hugged your beloved daughter and then your son, congratulating them as sincerely as you could.

One glistening tear welled up in your eye because these two were so much like you and your husband; just as in love and as happy as you and your beloved. You were so happy for them and for your own happiness. You started crying into Minato’s arms and he stroked your hair. Minute later, he offered tea to your lovely guests.

[narrators-journal]

Needing RyoMina ideas? Allow me!

Minato: oh no, im surrounded by enemies and they may kill me(note the dead tone and sarcasm)

BadGuys: Thats Right! Surrender and We MAY not kill you- whats thats bubbling?

Shadow oozes dripping from ceiling

Minato: Oh Thats just my Wife

Death Shadow Morphs around Minato, Howling protectively

Minato: :} say hi love! And don’t leave left overs!

Shiny coming in clutch, fuck yeah! Thank you SO much for feeding me, dude. I’ve been struggling to put the words to paper for these two for days now, but this was so fun that it came so easily! Even if it is also a little...hasty. I was excited to write and post this bad boy, so it might be a little eh on some parts lol. But! I hope it was fun regardless, even if not a perfect match! I went less direct shadow this time, but if you DO really want more of the red riding hood au type of shadow form, feel free to request again! I still love my bird nightmare too <3

CW: Violence and kidnap first and foremost, this is a little bit of an intense set up here lol. Also, be warned, I’ve stated Ryoji has a dark sense of humor, and it shows a bit here, so be mindful of morbid humor when you read!

You’d think kidnappers would be better prepared than this. Minato thought to himself with a muffled oof when he was thrown against the door of the cat-callers’ small car. The rancid sock that they’d stuffed down his throat and handcuffs they’d slapped onto his wrists no help for the midnight-haired man’s mood as tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber scrambled into the car before tweedle-dee could drive off without them. “Can’t believe this cutie was walking around at night all alone like that! Did you see how easy she was to sneak up on?” Tweedle-dumber crowed in triumph while he zip-tied the ex-SEES member’s ankles together, even though Minato hadn’t bothered kicking at them. And you’ve set a record for stupidity. “Yeah! Girls usually aren’t that stupid, she really sets a record!” The man at the wheel laughed, the trio seemingly too caught up in their hubris to notice nor care when the emo pushed himself up into a sitting position.

In fact, it took them almost two entire minutes before Tweedle-dumb finally gave the midnight-haired man a bewildered look. “What are you gonna do, sweetheart? Try to jump out of a moving vehicle?” He snorted, though the wildcard could tell his deadpan stare swiftly discomforted him and Tweedle-dumber ever so slightly. “Maybe she’s one of those freaky types. Y’know, those girls who are into being kidnapped and tied up.” said moron suggested, which earned a chorus of lascivious giggles and snickers from the other two. Yet, all Minato did was look the two men over in the passing lights of the street lights and businesses.

Tweedle-dumber was closest to Minato, and thus easier to identify in the darkness of the car. HE wore a backwards snapback, a patchy attempt at goatee that gave him away as a darker-haired man, and baggy college hoodie. Tweedle-dumb, meanwhile, had shoulder-length, badly bleached hair worn in a small ponytail with streaks of missed hair mixed into it. Clothes-wise, Tweedle-dumb wore a tank top that all but flaunted his sides just as much as he surely flaunted his musclular arms. Minato might’ve found the two rather cute in a pathetic sense given a different situation, but all he could think of about the frat boys now was how they surely had an impressively stupid track record and too much axe body spray on hand. Which, despite being unable to see Tweedle-dee through the driver’s seat, the midnight-haired- Would I have technically dropped out if I’d died? -emo was pretty sure that he’d be the same type of skeezy bar-crawler as the first two.

Before he could look out of the window to see how long he’d be here still, a hand tangled itself into his shaggy hair and yanked his attention back to the hat-clad bastard. “Hey! Are you stupid or something? Why are you so nonchalant about this?” He asked, and the wildcard glared at him for a long moment before he spat the sock out at him. “I thought you guys were happy I wasn’t fighting, why are you so grouchy now?” He asked flatly to humor the duo. Might as well burn the time with some fun, I guess. “I mean, it makes this easier, but you sitting there so silently is fucking weird. What’s wrong with you?” Tweedle-dumb asked with a nod from his fellow goon and Minato rolled his eyes. “Sorry, let me try again. Oh noooo, I’m so scared. Won’t someone save me.” He monotone’d, before he fixed the duo with a bored raise of his eyebrow. “How was that?”

Expectedly, the sarcasm that dripped from the wildcard’s flat voice earned him a punch to the jaw from the one in the hoodie, yet the backseat duo only got more disturbed when Minato simply took that moment to move his knees to be against the back of the driver’s seat so that his shoes didn’t have to sink further into the mat of empty cans, food wrappers, and possibly used condoms. Then, he simply looked back at them without even a twitch of pain in his expression. “The hell type of punch was that? I’ve been hit harder during sex.” “What the fuck-” “You dumb bitch we’ll-” “I’ll fucking kill-” They both were cut off before they could choose a threat when Tweedle-dee finally spoke up again from the front seat. “Ayo, there’s some rando in the street.” His words like a brief magnet for their indignant wrath while Minato simply leaned over to look through the car’s windshield.

Sure enough, there was a familiar figure stood beneath the yellow light of a dimmed street light a good bit ahead of the car. And, while Tweedle-dee had slowed the car to almost a crawl due to the thick miasma of dread that seeped into the car more and more, Minato could still tell who it was beneath that weak light. Even as the other two’s anger turned to confusion at the unmoved figure in the darkness. “It’s probably just some tweaker. Just fucking gun it and they’ll move.” Tweedle-dumb said while Tweedle-dumber shoved Minato back against the door. “Just hit the douche. If he doesn’t get out of the way, it’s his own damned fault.” the man suggested.

Minato was all but forgotten by his seatmates at that point. Both of them had their eyes glued to the approaching figure while Tweedle-dee, to his credit, braved the thick atmosphere and sped the car up to try and spook the stranger out of the way. So, he was free to lean back over and watch as the man’s grin came into focus. However, instead of a quick dash to the sidewalk like the frat brothers had expected, he jumped up to land deftly on the hood of their small car. Crouched to stare in through the windshield, unbothered by Tweedle-dee’s slam on the brakes. Minato was a little less lucky, as he was only kept in place by how he had his knees. “Dude what the fuck?!” The driver shrieked over the other two in a wobbly voice, tears inevitable. “Oh, what good timing. Guys, meet my wife.” Minato hummed, his flat voice finally edged with a crumb of amusement as he watched Ryoji’s bottomless eyes turn back to their beautiful, unearthly blue hue so that he could look over the three strange men who were too scared to even remark on the ex-SEES member’s comment.

On average, the 5’11 brunette on the hood was already an impressive sight when he stood, but Minato could truly appreciate how surface level that intimidation factor was now. Because, as Ryoji sat on the balls of his feet, his elbows casually on his knees so he could look into the car, the midnight-haired man could see just how much of an uncanny nightmare his lover was. With the lack of teeth in his open-mouthed smile, unblinking, lightless blue eyes, ghostly pale complexion under the artificial street light, occasional twitches, and then abruptly normal scarf and button-up-and-slacks combo, it was no wonder that the group refused to dare a breath under his gaze.

Yet, just as quick as Minato’s heart had begun to race, the spell was broken when Ryoji stood. Only to stomp the windshield out with a cold ease. And, in an instant, the car went from a horrified silence, to a cacophany of scream-queen shrieks. One silenced when the shadow yanked Tweedle-dee’s face into the steering wheel. Tweedle-dumber silenced when the nightmare swung himself into the car and one of it’s feet slammed into his ribs with a crunch that Minato could hear all the way from his spot against the door. And, finally, Tweedle-dumb was silenced when the shadow’s hand shot out like a viper to crush his airways. Only then, did those pools of moonlit waters meet Minato’s eyes, and when Ryoji spoke, his words were their usual, bright and friendly selves. As if the brunette wasn’t sat perched on the middle console. “Are you hurt, Funeral Li- What happened to your face.” At least, until he spotted the bruise that had formed after Tweedle-dumber had punched Minato. Then, the shadow’s words fell into a cold whisper that vibrated with a power that the midnight-haired persona user had only felt a handful of times. “I-I’m fine, Mochi, I promise. It barely hurt when he hit me.” He assured as he leaned into the tall brunette’s gentle touch. No care shown to the trio of unconscious or stunned men. “Why…” He had to pause to regain his composure, “why did they grab you? I thought I was close enough to scare anything off.” Ryoji asked as he wrapped a finger around the small chain between Minato’s cuffs and tore it apart as if it were wet paper when he yanked the wildcard into his hold. “They seemed to think I was a girl, somehow.” the wildcard hummed. His quickened heartbeat no longer fueled by fear when he could bury his face into his lover’s sunny scarf and breathe in the scent of cold graveyard dirt.

The softly dark chuckle his words earned a further balm to the adrenaline in his veins. “Well damn, why didn’t you tell me you were a girl, Funeral Lily? If I’d known, I would’ve been the one to cuff you. Though, I wouldn’t have bothered with your feet.” Ryoji joked, a heartbeat before he reached down and ripped apart the zip-ties next with a simple twitch of his wrist. But, Minato just shook his head with a snort and leaned back to ask, “What’re you gonna do about them, Nightshade? Turn them into the cops?” “No.” Was the brunette’s simple response, as if Minato had asked him for his preferred dinner. Those pools of blue dimly aglow in the darkness of the backseat, one of his feet now planted firmly into tweedle-dumber’s crotch so he could face the midnight-haired emo as he chuckled, “Well then, you better not leave anything for the police to find if they come looking. I don’t think Mitsuru could pay off the police like she did the teachers at Gekkoukan.” Which got a small noise from one of the trio, but Ryoji simply smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Of course not, Funeral Lily. Not even their blood.”

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hello I noticed that you posted something about Tsurune I love that anime and I was wondering if you could write scenario where Masaki meets his brother's photographer friend who shows up to the boys tournaments and he starts developing a crush on them.

Masaki Takigawa + Brother's friend

Even after all this time, and all the tournaments, Masaki still got nervous at the start of each one.

It seemed to be worse now that he wasn’t participating. The hopes and dreams of the students he coached feeling heavier than his own. His teachings effecting their dreams, but having no tangible way to alter the outcome from the sidelines. He tried to keep it inside though.

“Oy! Masaki!”

He turned at the sound of his name from a familiar voice. Seeing Ren waving as he walked up. Another person in toe. “Nii-san, what are you doing here?”

“I was in town for some reference work on a new book, so I thought I’d come and see the tournament. You told me about it over the phone, remember?” He vaguely remembered that. “Oh! This is [Y/N]-chan. They’re a photography journalist major at the university. They’re interning with the publisher, so I had them tag along.”

“Nice to meet you.” [Y/N] said with a small bow. “I hope this isn’t too much of a surprise, or disturbance.”

“Not at all.” Masaki assured. “It’s a public event. So all are welcome.”

“Masaki-chan is the coach. But he’s also a great kyudo archer too. And a great guy.”

“Nii-san!” Masaki hissed at Ren’s compliment, while he and his guest laughed it off.

“Well, I’m sure it will be great to watch. I wanted to take some pictures. For my portfolio. We won’t get in the way.”

Masaki nodded and his brother & friend went off to the sidelines for the rest of the tournament.

He didn’t talk to them for nearly the rest of the day. He’d catch sight of [Y/N] now & then. Behind the lens. Hunched down to get a better angle. It was very familiar to him from being around Ren, but he still smiled a little at seeing their passion.

After the tournament was over, Masaki came over to talk to [Y/N] and his brother again. The two already scrolling through the photos. “Did you get any good ones?”

“A few.” [Y/N] replied. Handing him the camera to scroll through himself.

It was only a few pictures in and he could see they were very talented. Very being a still image, there was still a lot of movement to the photos. An energy. A liveliness. He flipped through a few more before he came across a photo of himself. Looking pensive as he waited for Minato to release his bow.

“Sorry. I guess I should have asked if you were ok with your picture taken. I can delete it if you want.”

Maskai blinked and released the breath he was holding. Like he had been in the picture. He handed the camera back and told them, “no. It’s ok. You can keep it if you want.”

[Y/N] smiled. “I can send you a copy? Of the whole roll I mean. That way you guys have some nice pictures of your events. They’re not professional, but it’s a start.”

“Not professional yet.” Ren chided with a wink before he nudged [Y/N] playfully.

“I would like that.” Masaki agreed. Gladly handing over his contact information to get the copies.

“I’ll send them to you later tonight. Once I go through the bad ones. Just text me to make sure you got them. Or…if you want to grab a coffee or something.”

The blunette looked a little stunned before [Y/N] jogged off. “They like you.” Ren cut in, knocking Masaki out of his stopper. “They said you were cute.”

Masaki turned bright pink and nudged his brother in the shoulder. “Nii-san!!” To which Ren laughed, but still didn’t try to stop him when he texted [Y/N] later.

[minhio22]

Something I'm forgetting

Narumiya Minato x reader

Happy birthday

This is me just randomly wanting to write and since minato shares a birthday the me why the heck not? I haven't written in a while so excuse me. Might write more but hit me up if u want me to write something??? Idk

You were waiting for Minato after school at the kyudo club. You were watching your boyfriend and his teamates practicing their shots. It really was a magnificent sight to behold. You always found tranquility watching kyudo especially if it was your boyfriend. His form was immaculate and everything he would take a shot it was as if the whole world had gone quite and a gentle breeze greeted you out of nowhere everytime.

Minato hadn't notice your presence yet but Seiya certainly had. He saw you staring which you yourself hadn't realise and grinned at you while giving you a nod when you finally snapped out of it. You could tell that you were flushing but the whole club was familiar with your antics especially Seiya concidering you had been childhood friends too. He walked up to you seeing as you were stuck standing at the entrance and he was about to leave.

"It's that special day today huh?" Seiya inquired. You nodded wordlessly letting out a small yeah. He only smiled as he ruffled your hair before leaving you. He really did like messing with your hair.

After a while you and Minato were walking side by side making your way to his house. You didn't live that far off and you had already told your parents that you were going over to his. You had something planned at his house seeming as it was his birthday today. The two of you were walking silently hand in hand when u suddenly felt his demeanour shift as he squeezed your hand a bit.

"Minato? Is something the matter?" You asked confused.

He just looked at you with a sheepish smile. "No it's nothing. I'm just happy that you're here with me." It was heartwarming to hear him say that but random however you decided to shrug it off.

"I'm glad that you're here too...." You replied softly.

You got to his house not long later but before Minato managed to get in you grabbed him by the arm and stopped him in his tracks. "Minato." You called out. You grabbed something out of your backpack and handded it to him. It wasn't much but it was a single purple flower. "Happy birthday." You mumbled shyly.

Minato seemed startled at first as his cheeks burn a bit by the sudden gesture but he smiled back as you placed the flower in your hand. "Thanks."

"I didn't know what to get you. I thiught maybe giving you a kiss or something but i felt like it isn't special enough. For spmeone like you. Who practically lit up my life from my childhood.... " You were practically rambling at that point. Minato suddenly got close up to your face and placed something in your hair. That stopped your thoughts in your tracks.

"There you look pretty..." Minato gave you a closed eyed smile as his face was still quite close to you. He had placed the flower you had given to him earlier in your hair. Your face definetly heated up as you started stammering. Minato just chuckled as he pushed you and gestured to you to go open the door of his house.

You did and you were beyond suprised to find out what was suprised. Everyone you knew was there shouting out happy birthday. This certainly wasn't your doing. You glanced at Minato and he grinned at you. You just stared at him confused.

"I thought so.... You forgot your own birthday didn't you?" Minato giggled when he said that. It certainly dawned on you that you forgot that you and Minato shared the same birthday and you were fussing about his birthday so much that you forgot.

"I maybe? Might've? Yes?" You answered. "Thanks Minato. You're the best." You gave him a tight hug, your face nuzzled in the crook of his neck.

"Is it too late to ask for that burthday kiss?" Minato whispered in your ear.

[woman-child91]

A day in the life of Team Jiraiya

Teuchi and Mikoto are training. Jiraiya and Minato are heading to the training place. But, Jiraiya notices the sauna and goes inside the women’s section. He gets kicked out.

Jiraiya: Can I join you girls?

Girl A: Ahhh! Get out of here!

Girl B: Leave, you pervert!

Girl C: No men allowed!

The three girls notice Minato who is covering his eyes.

Girl A: Hello? No need to cover your eyes. We’re all girls.

Girl B: Please, join us.

Girl C: But, close the door behind you. There’s a weird guy out there.

Jiraiya:… (eavesdropping from behind the door)

Minato: (hasn’t taken his hands off his eyes) You’re making a mistake, miss. I’m not-

Girl A: Did you just move here?

Girl B: We know all of the girls in The Hidden Leaf Village.

Girl C: How old are you?

Minato: I’m 13.

Jiraiya: They think he’s a girl?!

Minato: *They think I’m a girl?* Ummm, I’m sorry. But, I should probably get back to Master Jiraiya.

A few minutes later…

Teuchi: Hahahaha! They thought you were a girl?

Minato: It’s not that funny. *sniff*

Mikoto: He’s right. Don’t laugh at him, Teuchi.

Jiraiya: I mean, look at it this way Minato. They mistook you for a girl because, you’re just that pretty. I mean, come to think of it? I honestly thought you were a girl the first time I saw you.

Minato: You did? *starts crying even louder*

Mikoto: Master Jiraiya, you’re not helping! *gives Minato a comforting hug* Don’t cry, Minato. Who cares what those three girls think.

A random Hidden Leaf Villager passes by: Hey! Why’s that little girl crying?

The Third Kazekage: Excuse me. Your blonde daughter looks pretty enough. Would you be interested in an arranged marriage? Rasa, here. (Pushes a quiet 14 year old Rasa in front of him) is next in line on becoming Kazekage. His family is quite prestigious.

Teuchi: Hahahaha! They all think you’re a girl?

Mikoto: Stop it!

[faradaykay]

every day i am forced to remember that hamuko isn't going to be in the p3 remake so literally neither of my favorite dynamics are gonna get more popular bc of it and i'm just gonna suffer with my dry ass tags

[readerxlit]

"Happy door day" here's some day-appropriate fic...

Minato keeps his promises. It's a simple thing, really. Only make promises you can keep, and then do. It's less effort than dealing with the consequences if he doesn't. So he agrees to lead SEES, and he does. He agrees to join student council, and he does.

He says he'll help you study one day, before exams. And despite an upcoming full moon and his own exams, he helps you through the material until you're confident you'll pass. His reward is your assistance avoiding other tasks so he can sleep more. He spends a whole weekend, from Saturday afternoon till Sunday evening in your room, napping in-between meals.

You wont remember it, but Minato promises to join the party SEES plans the throw once the fake Yasogami festival incident is over. And he does. None of you actually remember why your throwing the celebration, but you're all there. He's there, just like he said. At one point he holds his pair of chopsticks up to you, holding a piece of meat, and offers it up. Though he's weirdly insistent you let him feed it to you. It may or may not be worth Junpei's teasing when you accept it.

He promises to fight with you all. He doesn't take Ryoji's offer. You all face the end together. And he fights.

And he "wins." As much as you can call it that.

Minato tells you, a month before the third years graduate, that he, "might spend the rest of my life with you." He'd said it like a joke. Teasing. That neutral expression barely hiding amusement. You would be hard pressed to remember your exact response. But you know it was something light. Happy but unsubstantial. You had no reason to think Minato meant it more seriously.

Minato, like the rest of you, promises to go to the roof on graduation day. To meet up with you all. The day before he had acted so normal. Earlier in the day you'd seen him running around looking exhausted. But he does it.

He keeps his promise.

Minato always keeps his promises. He's with you to the end of his life. He makes it to the roof on graduation day.

You may have preferred he didn't keep them if it meant that wasn't the last time you saw him.

"I love you," Minato says, once. When your surprised, uncertainty shows, he says, "I promise."

Minato kept all of his promises. When you all find out exactly what happened, you make one to him. You all do. To live. To want to keep going. Even if it's hard. Harder, still, without him.

"Happy graduation day. Not that you actually got to graduate..." A pause, a sigh. "I love you."

Minato kept all of his, so you can at least keep this one.

[princekirijo]

I just had a random thought and felt like I had to share with someone.

You remember in Persona 3, that one optional exchange when you talk to Ken about coffee and what you put in it? And you can joke and say you put hot sauce in there and Ken genuinely can't tell if you're joking or not and it kinda freaks him out?

Well, I was thinking about how I hope small things like that are kept in for P3R and then I thought: Minato strikes me as one of those really adventurous types of eaters. Not the ones who will actively search for new things to try, but the ones who see something weird put in front of them and go "... Eh, fuck it, I'll give it a try" so do you think he'd ever just actually put hot sauce in his coffee and drink it in front of Ken just to mess with him?

Don't ask me how my brain went to this, I have no idea.

Help this is actually so funny 😭 no because I know the exact dialogue option you're talking about and it's really cute and funny and I can TOTALLY see him doing that to mess with Ken.

How I'd imagine it going down is like: Ken comes down one morning and sees Minato making coffee. Minato sees Ken, sees his coffee and thinks "hmm. yeah". Then, while making eye contact with Ken the entire time, he reaches to the cupboard, pulls out the hot sauce, adds it to the coffee and takes a huge gulp without saying a single word. Swallows it down the hatch all while Ken is just standing there mouth open because like what would you say to that 💀

Then I can imagine either Minato actually sitting down and enjoying it OR he just slowly leaves the room doing his best to keep his composure until he walks into the bathroom and immediately gags because while the look on Ken's face was worth it... the taste probably wasn't 😭

[crest-of-gautier]

i think it’s really funny that both of my blogs start with “cres.” is it annoying when i want to look at one blog and not the other? sometimes. but i think it’s hilarious, and life is better when you find many things to laugh at, me thinks.

[happyocelot]

Now that the Minato manga is just one week away, what are your theories on what it might contain?

I think there's a good chance Kushina will show up in it too, because the manga is about Minato's jutsu...

Presumably Rasengan...

Which was inspired by the Tailed Beast Ball attack, which can only be performed by a jinchuuriki, and guess who's a jinchuuriki he spent tons of time around and married?

Let's keep our fingers crossed for Kushina 🤞

PLUS we all know that Minato is terrible at naming things, so I'm very excited to see how he came up with a name like "Rasengan" and not some complete gibberish.

Maybe it was an attack name from Tale of a Gutsy Ninja or some other novel?

I'm happy this is 55 pages long...super excited to see what will be revealed...

[mavrintarou]

[Daddies in December] Namikaze Minato

I am on a roll! Lol. Not Haikyuu but... you have to admit, Minato is quite a daddy. Not how I would have liked to write my first story on Minato - it is dark (well, I consider his behavior dark).

Warning: manipulating Minato, explicit pregancy smut. If you're new, this is my third day writing a Daddies in December - check out Akaashi and Sakusa in my masterlist :)

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For the last ten minutes, Minato observed Y/n sleeping peacefully, even after a night of lovemaking in the early hours. His fingers gently caressed her cheek, and he smiled whenever her brows furrowed, drawing her closer to his comforting arms.  

He tightens his arms around her, molding her body into his as he rests his chin on the crown of her head.

Y/n let out a soft sigh, wrapping an arm around his waist.

I’m never going to let you go, he thought to himself.

He will live with the sins of breeding her to keep her by his side. That was the only way he was sure he could tie her to him for life. He knew Y/n was loyal and dreamed of a family. Who would be best to make that happen? Him. She did not realize it yet, but he was the best thing she had and he was the only thing she needed. Together, they will raise their child and live happily.

He kept track of her monthly cycle, timing her fertile days and the day she ovulated to ensure an almost guaranteed pregnancy. He then monitored her symptoms, kept a close on her, and continued to shower her with affection.

When he would feel her hesitate or feel her feelings and affection change, he would reel her back in.

Who was there for her when the pipes in her apartment building burst? Him.

Who was there for her when a stranger tried to rob her? Him.

“Stay close to me, Y/n. I’ll protect you. Only I can protect you.” He cooed, calming her down.

A month and a half goes by and Minato continued to pay close attention to her body, seeing if his cum had taken place but Y/n showed no signs of being pregnant.

He wasted no time fucking her at any chance he got. He punctured all the condoms he purchased with a needle, even a few times just in case.

Minato was becoming possessive by the day and all that was on his mind was Y/n.

He had accidentally slipped, scaring her.

“You’re supposed to be mine!” he shouted, angry that Y/n could not understand why he wouldn’t allow her to go out with her colleagues. He quickly tried to apologize, turn the tables that he was just insecure because he didn’t trust her male colleagues to not make a move on her.

He could see it in her eyes as she tried to play it off that it wasn’t a big deal but he knew Y/n, he knew she was plotting to run.

Run from him.

And he wasn’t going to allow it.

But this one time, he did. He knew he would get her back soon enough.

He let her go for a week, it killed him. Minato kept a close eye on her, hired someone to keep a tab on her every move and to keep her safe.

Until the day came…

He smiled as he opened the door, seeing a complete mess Y/n. “Come here, baby.” He opened his arms and she crashed into him, finding peace in him.

The words she said to him over the phone repeated over in his head, “I’m pregnant, Minato… what do we do?”

“We’re going to get married,” he responded with a firm yet gentle tone. “I am committed to doing the honorable thing – marrying you and ensuring that you and our child bear my last name.” She opened her mouth to protest when he pressed a finger to her lips, “it is the right thing to do for our child, we must think about them now, not us.” Knowing he was right, he pulled her into his arms, “leave everything to me. Everything will be alright. You just worry about staying healthy for our baby.”

He moved Y/n into his condo, remodeling his place to accommodate a child.

“Everything I do is for you and baby,” Minato whispered, tilting her chin and pressing his lips to hers. He smiled when she kissed him back, hungrily.

Y/n mumbled something and wiggled in his arms, trying to put space between them.

“What?” he asked.

“Too hot…” she repeated, still half asleep. “Too hot…”

Minato clicked his tongue and loosened his hold on her as she rolled around in his arms, away from him. She kicked the comforters, exposing her naked body.

His morning wood had been aching and he has been putting it off.

Scooting closer, he spooned her. His hand reached around and between her legs, a satisfied smile on his face as he felt how wet she was considering he had wiped her down.

“Y/n,” he cooed, slipping a finger into her heat.

“No – no more…” she tried to push his hand away, yet her thighs closed in.

“I need you,” he whispered, lifting her leg to slide his cock in between her thighs. Her soft whimper was all he needed to know that she was giving in to him. “I need you, badly… please?”

She looked over her shoulders, “be… gentle…”

Pressing a kiss to her naked shoulder, “promise.” He shift her half on her front side and moved behind on top of her. Bending her leg, he guide his cock into her wet pussy.

He could never have enough of her.

He rocked slowly, reminding himself to be gentle.

Minato reach to massage her tit, before spreading his palm against her belly.

When he first met her, he knew she was his. She was already beautiful to his eyes but with the glow of her pregnancy, Minato vowed he was going to keep that glow in her.

If that meant he would keep putting a baby in her, he would. She glowed so beautifully.

“Mina…” she reached for his arm, “f – faster…”

“You said you gentle…” he teased, snapping his hips. He lift her leg, hooking it over his shoulder.

“Gentle and fast…”

“And deeper?”

“And deeper.”

Minato nipped her ankle, and gripped her thigh, holding it in place as he rocked deeper into her. His thumb found her swollen clit and began rubbing.

“No – no… I’ll cum…”

“That’s the whole point,” he chuckled, he too was close to cumming. Y/n tensed and twisted her body, cumming on his cock as he fasten his hips until he ejaculated.

He pressed a kiss to her ankle, the fresh teeth mark before setting her leg down. Leaning over he pressed a kiss to her lips, “good morning.”

. . .

E/n: This man... nothing edited, just whipping these at the moment.

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[canterpolr]

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗔𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗘'𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗥 𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗟𝗟🙄

The only sign of relief is 𝗛𝗮𝗷𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗔𝗼𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗔𝗸𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗮 as he was WAY TOO TALENTED for a music anime with plot device-inducing melodramatic nothingness and annoying female love interest. (No joke, I read the manga and instantly dropped it once after she appears with her behavior.)

As I said beforehand, I am not checking this trainwreck at all. Only a month left until April 2 where I will end my personal tri-monthly seasonal anime lineup.

[narrators-journal]

Some crazy cultist: The Great Messiah was the strongest Persona user ever. He Slayed The Cursed Moon Night Mother of all Darkness! And even now they say HE STILL PROTECTS US ALL FROM NYX’S EVIL!!

Other cultists: Revive And regale the Enemy of the NIGHT!

Spondgebod card voice: meanwhile

At the Seal;

Minato is sleeping curled up in Nyx’s Feathers while Death is off… ‘dealing with some problems’

(People keep trying to take Death’s Little blue rose and That won’t do!)

Just Ryoji/Nyx/Death/Etc. murdering stubborn idiots who eont leave Minato alone already! He is dead and is going to STAY dead! Death is happy having his/Their sweetheart in their arms NOW SCRAM!

Sorry this took a bit to get to, but I sort of flip-flopped on how to try and inject some of my own interest into this fic. Was originally gonna try and go a yandere route, but ended up scrapping it. So, this might not be the best, and it fought me. But, I still think it came out rather fun in the end! It at least gave me another excuse for Minato to be a freak lmao.

Also, I am aware that I didn’t follow the ask again, I kept the spirit, I hope, but I didn’t want to just flesh out what you sent already, so I went my own path.

One minute, Minato was in his and Ryoji’s on-suite bathroom with the tall brunette between his feet to rummage through the cabinet. The taller man’s snow-white, black-cuffed button up shirt glued to his pale skin by the moisture that still clung to his skin after their shower, his midnight hair mussed by the towel he used, and his eyes focused on their own reflection in the steam-covered mirror so that his mind didn’t wander back down a lewd path. The next, his stormy eyes looked out at a dozen white-robed people who stood in a semi-circle in front of him and the brunette he could feel frozen between his calves.

And, the group stared back at the ex-wildcard, their expressions hidden behind blank masks that reminded him of pharaoh masks but their vibe screamed of utter confusion. They also seemed to have their eyes glued to the brunette that Minato could feel tensed between his feet. “Uh...who the fuck are you guys?” Minato asked flatly, and he could feel their eyes switch to him instead of the god.

Then, with no words, the twelve of them dropped to their knees and groveled against the smooth kitchen floor. One of their robe’s hoods almost ignited by the circle of candles that stood between the shaggy-haired emo and them. “Oh, Great Messiah! Forgive our interruption of your...fight. But we require protection from Nyx once more!” One of them said, and as Minato looked down at the speaker, he figured he was the leader. Because, while the other eleven had been dressed in simple white robes that swallowed their entire bodies and went down to their feet, with blank white masks, all with their eyes peacefully shut as if in sleep, the one that had his head raised to look up at the midnight-haired persona user wasn’t like them. His pale robes were embroidered with golden moon phases, and his mask, while still blank in its expression, had open eyes that made it resemble the same one that Ryoji had worn in his avatar state. And, the midnight-haired man could tell he was expected to respond. “Protection from Nyx?” He managed to ask, confusion thick in his emotionless voice and Ryoji unmoved from his spot between his calves. In the moments they’d been in the strange cult’s kitchen, the most the god had done was push himself up into a partial sitting position. So, the ex-wildcard could feel his wings shift and flex restlessly beneath the skin of Ryoji’s bare back. He could also feel how angry Ryoji grew as he listened to the cult leader’s continuation.

Which, simultaneously reminded the ex-wildcard of, and distracted Minato from the fact that the head cultist had begun to plead their case to the emo. “-eciet and malice run rampant, the politicians of the world are all corrupt, they’re all under the moon goddess’ spell! Please, Messiah, save us!” The masked man had listed the many sins of the new age, and Minato could somewhat recall he’d barely registered the mention of an orange man being to blame. But, all he could do in his confusion was shake his head. “What do you expect me to do about that?” Was all he could say, and, again, while he couldn’t see the expressions of the twelve robed humans, he could feel how much of a record scratch that statement was even as he continued. “Look, I’m sorry to disappoint you all, but I don’t think that’s Nyx. That sounds like regular ass human shit.” And, as he spoke, the confusion that had plagued him ebbed enough for anger to replace it. “Besides, Nyx isn’t your biggest issue here.”

As the man spoke, he finally felt Ryoji back out from between his feet, as if he’d simply been waiting for the most dramatic moment. “Great Messiah, what do you…” The cult leader’s words trailed off as he’d seemingly just noticed that the brunette had been there the entire time. Now that he’d moved, the man’s voice died beneath the weight of the thickened atmosphere that vibrated against his pale skin and seemed to bloom frost over the button-up Minato still wore. But, unlike the cultists, the dreadful weight did nothing but encourage the drama within him. “What do I mean? Dude, I’m supposed to be dead, do you think the Grim Reaper enjoys it when the dead are resurrected? When balance is fucked with?” He asked, and he didn’t need to see the group’s faces or look back at Ryoji to know that he wore a thin, sharp smile as he looked at them over Minato’s shoulder. The candles around the painted sigil they stood in were blown out by the gust of wind that was kicked up when Ryoji’s four massive wings slammed open and into the walls and ceiling so hard that the wildcard could feel drywall fall like snow into his hair. Which, made it a challenge for the blue-haired man to not allow his excitement and pride to bleed into his voice when he continued as casually as possible, “You should’ve been less focused on Nyx, and more focused on her son. Death.”

[randoimago]

Hello! I was the one who requested the taking the blow of the P5 boys! Thank you again!

I wanted to ask if I could make the same request of the reader taking a blow for the boys of Persona 3! Mostly Makoto/Minato, Junpei, Akihiko, and Shinjiro if that's fine!

Thank you!

Fandom: Persona 3

Character(s): Akihiko, Junpei, Makoto, Shinjiro

Note(s): Here you go!

Akihiko

His eyes go wide when he sees you jump in and take the hit for him. Akihiko feels frozen and his brain can't process what emotion he should be feeling. Mix that with the fact you're still in combat, we'll he's going through it until someone snaps him out.

He just doesn't even know what to say to you for what you did. He's watched so many people he love die and then you took a hit for him. Aki is doing his best to stay calm, but his adrenaline is on high and his brain won't shut off with the "what if" scenarios.

Akihiko asks you to never do that again. He doesn't care if he might actually die, that's part of the risk of being in SEES. Just please don't ever put yourself in danger on his behalf.

Junpei

You're so lucky that Junpei didn't hit you with his bat. He saw the shadow coming and he was ready to smack it to get it to go away, but then you jumped in. Junpei is definitely not happy with your actions.

He attempts to give you the silent treatment, but he's not good at being quiet. So he might just blow up and ask if you have that little faith in him. Did you think he was so weak and worthless that he couldn't take being knocked down by a shadow?

Doesn't care what kind of excuse you're making, he's just not happy with what you did. You two will need a serious discussion once you get back to the dorms. Until then, he's upset at you.

Makoto

Considering everyone takes hits for him, watching you do it too doesn't surprise him too much. He still doesn't enjoy seeing it happen, but it's a very reluctant acceptance he has come to.

Makoto might just do a team meeting sometime and tell everyone to knock it off. He appreciates not being knocked out by a persona (especially since no one else can revive him apparently), but he doesn't want to constantly see the people he cares for letting shadows harm them for him.

After getting back from Tartarus, he just pulls you along to his room. As punishment for being stupid and taking a hit for him, you get to be the big spoon while he lays on you.

Shinjiro

You're lucky you're his S/O or he's give you a blow to the back of the head for doing something so reckless. Shinjiro is very upset with you for doing that. His life is already cut short, he's fine with dying. Why the hell would you risk your own life like that?

He becomes a very grumpy and upset boyfriend. You get the silent treatment for the rest of the Tartarus visit. He's still keeping an eye out to make sure you don't do something that stupid again, but he's ignoring you besides that.

When you get back to the dorm, his voice is very serious as he calls your name. But instead of scolding you, he pulls you into his arms and mutters about how scared you made him. Tomorrow, you'll get the biggest scolding of your life, but right now he just needs to hold you.

[lory78blog]

In uno scenario che sa di fantasy la falce di Luna crescente illumina il Monviso e Pecetto Torinese in una fredda notte d’inverno. Foto di Valerio Minato Ph

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