#nagato oneshot

[13as07]

Object #9

(Akatsuki Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to リカ*Skeb受付一時停��]

Requested by: Anonymous

Word Count: 3,519

(This one is short compared to the rest. Idk what happened)

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Characters Include: Itachi, Kakuzu, Pain/Nagato

Name Calling: Kitten, Kitty, Penny, Bitch, Whore

Oral (Female Receiving)

Fingering (Female and Male Receiving)

Overstimulation

Choking/Hair Pulling

Death Threat

Creampie

Cock-warming

Titty Fondling

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     My sentence is cut off by the flapping of inked wings, long talons settling on the page of my book, a beak pressed into my cheek, and a dark glowing eye looking into my soul. "Hello there," I mutter, pulling away from the bird. "Is your master nearby?" I ask the pointless question; of course, Itachi is nearby. If he wasn't, his crow wouldn't be perched on me.

     The bird lets out a soft caw, half-stepping to press itself against my cheek again. "You're a weird thing aren't you?" I coo back, sliding a finger over its head, being gentle not to tug on its feathers. The bird shifts, making my finger run down its back.

     "Shoo," Itachi's monotoned voice suddenly butts in, his hands fluttering around. The crow caws back at its master but does start flapping its wings. "Sorry, he's a little...." Itachi blinks slowly, the both of us watching his bird vanish from the room.

     "A little what?"

     "A little bit of a horny bastard," Itachi grumbles, turning his attention toward me.

     "What?" I ask, more than a little bit confused. How does the bird wanting me to rub his back translate to him being a horny bastard?

     "Birds get aroused when they're pet anywhere but their heads and beaks. He's notorious for fooling people into... enough about my bird," Tach grumbles again, reaching down to delicately wrap my wrist with his fingers. "You should join me on a walk," he adds, using his hold to lead me to my feet.

     "Any destination in mind?" I ask, falling into step next to him.

     "My bedroom," he mumbles, impatiently tugging me forward. "I am finished with my mission for the day and wish to destress."

"Alright," I hum, curling into the masochist's side. I'm ushered into his room and quickly settled on his bed as Itachi sinks to his knees. "What are you doing?" I ask, toying with his headband before pulling it off.

"I told you I want to destress," he mutters, his long thin fingers sliding over my thighs, gently pushing my skirt up my legs. "Now, lay back so I can relax," Itachi murmurs, his hands snack up to my waist, slowly pushing me onto my back.

My back collides with the mattress for what feels like the hundredth time today. He slides upward as his hands slide down, rubbing my thighs as his nose nuzzles my legs apart. Feathery kisses are layered across my skin, making my pussy tremble before I'm even touched. Soon, his tongue slides out layering the kisses that previously decorated me. "You're teasing," I breathe out, my hands searching for the elastic holding half of his hair in place.

"I am not. I am relaxing," Itachi mutters, sliding further up. His hands land on my hip bones, starting to massage them as his tongue trails over my pussy lips, making me tingle even more. "Don't you want to help me relax, Kitten?"

"Of course I do, Tachi," I murmur, my hips jerking forward.

He softly chuckles, pushing my hips back down on the mattress. "So eager for my tongue, aren't you? A pretty kitty that wants me to make her pussy purr," Itachi teases, finally giving me what I want. His tongue slithers out, instantly finding my clit, rubbing flat, slow circles against it.

Steadily the circles gain speed, the pressure of his tongue increasing too. It doesn't take long until a hand falls away from my hip, a single finger poking at my hole. Why is Itachi always such a tease? Because he likes my whines and my squirming. Because he likes shoving my hips against the bed to keep me still.

Itachi's movements stay slow, inching his finger into me before curling it against my walls. Courtesy of the shiny glow of his activated sharingans, it doesn't take the boy long to find my g-spot. A satisfied hum comes from him when my body jerks in response to his finger brushing it. "It is always so relaxing to see you quiver under me."

     "Of course it is," I hiss, my thighs squeezing his cheeks, making them chub out as he stares up at me. "You're a... a behavior expert dumb... dumbie. Stupid sharingan user."

     He slides another finger into me, aiding my building orgasm. "Oh kitten, don't be mad at me. Especially when I pull reactions out of you doing something nice. I could get reactions out of you a lot worse ways," Itachi mutters, before switching his action on my clit. His lips wrap around it, softly sucking as he slides a third finger into my pussy, stretching me out even more and adding more pressure to the leg-shaking spot.

     "Itachi," I whine, squeezing tighter in hopes it'll stop the uncontrollable movements of my muscles.

     "Kitten," he hums before sucking on me again, his tongue sliding out to swirl over my clit as he sucks on it.

     "Dear Lord," I wail, my back arching in response to the sparks slithering through my body and the cum spilling out from my orgasm.

     "Ah," Itachi hums again, quite content with himself. He pulls back a bit, less pressed up against me but his tongue still swirling through me, licking up the mess he caused. "My favorite way to relax."

     "Hey, hey, hey," I whine, trying to push his head away. "I'm sensitive. Knock it off."

     "Just one more," Itachi murmurs, pushing my hand away before focusing on my cunt again. His lashing at my clit makes me shift more than before. My hips thrust like crazy, thighs slamming against his head, and pussy clenching around his tongue he slithered into me. "So antsy, Kitten. Calm yourself," he says, a soft smile on his face as he pins my hips down again.

"Easy for you to say," I huff, squeezing his head again when his nose bumps against my clit. "Damnit," I moan, arching again when Itachi's tongue finds the lovely little spot he likes to abuse. He does just that, adding pressure to and sliding over it, his nose routinely rubbing against my clit as he bobs his head. "Fuck you, Itachi," I wail, my orgasm making me arch enough that my shoulder blades pick up off the bed.

"So delightful," he hums, pulling away long enough to suck in a breath. Itachi dives right back in, tongue swirling around to clean me off again.

"Okay, okay. That's enough," I whine, attempting to push his head away again. This time his head does pick up, coated in my juices enough that it's dripping down his face, trailing across his neck. "Do... do you want head now?" I ask, relaxing on the bed for a breath.

"No, I'm fine here," he mutters, head dropping again.

"What the hell, Itachi," I yelp, my legs locking around him and my hips bucking as his tongue eagerly slides against my clit again.

His head snaps up, and a soft glare shoots at me as he shoves me back into position. "I told you to calm yourself. If you can't find a way to stay in place, I'll find a way to keep you in place." My head lulls against the bed, my fingers clinging to the roots of his hair. I need to find Itachi a better way to decompress.

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     The cold demeanor of Kakuzu enters Nagato's office before he does, sending shivers down my spine. I was so happy that he had a mission today and was hoping Pain would swoop me into his self-centered constant need for attention before Zu had the chance to catch me in his grasp. Sadly, that isn't happening.

"Penny," he calls, turning the cold trickle of fearful anticipation into sharp icicles whittling at my spinal cord. "I have had a very bad day." And I'm about to have a very bad evening. "Come here."

"Yes sir," I whisper, standing up from the fluffy office chair I was seated in, reading my book and eagerly waiting for Nagato's return. At least I know he's back and that I'll get to see him after Kakuzu gets his needs fulfilled.

I slowly sulk over to the assassin, his hand instantly wrapping around my throat once I'm within reach. "Sit on your knees and don't act like a whiney bitch for once," he husks out, cutting off my air the whole time he speaks. Instantly I start sinking to my knees, figuring it would be better - and faster - to give in to his wants.

Kakuzu's fingers melt away from my neck as I settle on the ground, breath once again sliding into my lungs. In no time his dick is being pressed against my lips and his hand is buried in my hair, shoving me forward. The tip of his penis pushes past my lips, not stopping until my nose is pressed against his stomach.

     Gags choke out from around him, Zu's pace instantly fast and the head of his dick instantly slamming against the back of my throat. His fingers tighten on my hair, keeping me in place as he uses my mouth to fuck himself. I can't help the choking and heaving sounds that spill out with every thrust he forces.

     "Can't you shut up?" He grumbles, thrusting harder as if that'll help. "Your choking is getting annoying." I don't bother trying to stop the sounds. It's not like I could if I wanted to. "Penny," Kakuzu husks out again, his anger quickly bubbling the longer I struggle. "If you get sick on my dick, I'll make you lick it up before I slit your throat."

     I try to babble out an apology, not like he'll take it or that it sounds like one. The older man continues to grumble, his annoyance building the longer he face-fucks me. "This is pointless. You're not pleasing," Zu groans, pulling himself out of my mouth. That is not how I saw this ending.

     He shifts his fingers in my hair, getting a better grasp on it before using it to pull me to my feet. "Turn around," Kakuzu orders, even though he's actively turning me himself.

     "You can't, Zu. Pain said so," I rush out, reminding him of the Iron-Fist Ruler's orders just a little while again. My throat burns as I speak, the rawness of it finally shining through from my day of use.

"And I care because?" He asks, shoving me forward so I'm leaning over the chair I was just sitting in. "If you could perform properly we wouldn't be in this situation," Kakuzu adds, sliding himself inside me. He leans forward, crushing me under his body weight as his hand slithers its way around my neck again. "You make a single peep and I'll snap your neck, am I understood?"

I quickly shake my head, already having to bite on my tongue as he slowly pulls back out before slamming back into me. "Dumb bitch," he complains, pace back to being fast and rough. Zu's hand tightens with every thrust until my oxygen is cut off again, making my hands jump up to tug on his hand. "A needy bitch too," he continues to groan, loosening his grasp a bit. "At least you're free, I suppose."

I suck in a string of breaths, trying to chase away the fog that started fogging my mind. "Slow... slow down," I murmur, his dick quickly reigniting the pain caused by Hidan not so long again. "It... It hurts, Zu."

He chuckles, moving his hips even faster. "Again, why would I care? I don't care how you feel as long as your cunt keeps squeezing me."

My teeth click together, trying to shove down the whine clawing up my throat. It doesn't take long until he's bottomed out, stuffing my pussy full of his cum. "Damnit," he grumbles, tightening his hold on my neck again to take away my ability to breathe. "Why do you have to be such a tempting little whore? Now I'm going to get my ass beat because you can't keep your legs closed."

"It's... it's not my... fault," I wheeze, trying to tug his fingers off of me again.

"Of course it is," he starts, losing his hands from me just to place them on my shoulders and shove me back on my knees. "Turn around." Slowly, I do as I'm told, turning around to face Kakuzu. "While we wait for my cum to drain out of you, you can clean the mess you made," he tells me, hand back in its spot in my hair, tugging me toward his dick again. "Get to licking, Penny."

My pussy tingles and aches as I lean forward, sliding my tongue out. As obedient as ever, I continue to listen, licking at Kakuzu's twitching cock. His cum does slowly leak out of me, leaving my cunt pulsing from the feeling and making the room echo with the sound of the liquid dripping onto the floor.

My focus stays on cleaning Zu off, my tongue trailing over every inch of him, lapping up the mix of my juices and his cum that stains his tips. "I'm all done," I mutter, sitting back as I stare down at his feet.

"No, you're not," he chuckles, shoving me backward before pressing my nose to the ground, directly in the puddle of his seamen covering the floor. "Go on, continue cleaning," Kakuzu orders, rubbing my nose in the mess. "I don't have all day."

I let out a soft whimper before glaring up at him. I lick at the floor, cleaning up Kakuzu's disobedience like a dog. He cackles the whole time, finding a lot of amusement in the moment. Maybe after this, I'll take a nap. I swear Nagato has a sixth sense for when I'm sleeping; always whining that I shouldn't be napping without him.

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     As I push open the door to Nagato's room, thoughts of taking a shower instead of napping circle my head. Everyone's needs have been filled so I should be done for the day... as long as Deidara's and Itachi's gears don't start turning again. Kakuzu and Hidan might be the most brutal but the younger boys' never-ending stamina takes a bigger toll on me too.

"There you are," Pain's voice greets me, the already pissy murderer crew leader sat at his makeshift vanity, papers, and scrolls spread out on the counter. "I have had an unpleasant day today."

"I assumed," I mutter, my body noticeably relaxing at his soft tone.

"Why is that?" He asks back, matching the volume of my voice.

"You had business to handle with Kakuzu and he was... not very happy," I answer, making my way over to Nagato. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, slouching my weight against him and the chair he's sitting in. I bury my head in his neck, ignoring my body's protest to the poles stabbing into me from my position. "We should take a nap."

"I have work to do," Pain answers, leaning back so I'm pressed against him more. "But I suppose a small break would clear my head. Besides, I need to inspect you."

"Inspect me?" I mumble, finally letting my exhaustion take over.

"Yes, inspect you," he repeats, standing up before wrapping me in his arms. "How else am I supposed to be sure everyone followed my orders?" Well, he has a fair point I guess.

     Nagato sets me on the bed, keeping his arms around me as he shoves my legs upward. His head buried under my skirt, causing my face to heat up. I don't know why it's embarrassing to have him looking at me like this. I mean he's my lover, he's done a hell of a lot of things to me, it shouldn't be embarrassing to have him look at my pussy.

His hands slide down, arms still keeping my ankles on his shoulders and my legs spread. "It is red," he mutters, fingertips gently spreading me open as his thumb starts to toy with my clit.

"Of course, it's red!" I yelp, softly bonking his head with a closed hand. "Don't say embarrassing things like that."

Pain's head shifts up, my skirt slowly falling off his face as he glares at me. "I know what your vagina is supposed to look like. I spend a lot of time buried in it. It looks..." his head ducks down again, back to hiding under my skirt. "Irritated. What have you done today?" The question is followed by his fingers spreading me open wider.

     "Who have you done today?" He asks, fingertips dipping into me, scooping at me before he reappears in my sight. Nagato's focus flips between his fingers coated in the leftover sticky mess Kakuzu left and my face. "It certainly was not me."

     "Um..." I mutter, trying to close my legs, failing because of our position. "Kakuzu got a little... forceful."

     Pain hums to himself, wiping his fingers on my clothing. "That explains the mess but does not explain why you're so inflamed though. What happened while I was away to cause your discomfort?" He asks, disappearing again. His tongue slithers over me, slow and gentle, his head barely moving to take away the possibility of his piercings snagging on me.

     "Well... um... the, the, the crew got real creative," I stutter trying not to squirm from arousal or discomfort.

"What might that mean, Princess?" He leads my answer, the tip of his tongue pushing into me, continuing to trail soft circles.

"Sasori fucked me with a puppet," I breathe out, my back already starting to arch. Screw Itachi and his damn tongue and his stupid sharingans that give away my every twitch. Screw Kakuzu and his inability to follow orders. Screw Nagato for not giving me a break between them let alone my nap.

     "Interesting. Anything else?" He pushes, the vibrations of his voice only making me tremble more.

     "Hidan fucked me with his knife," I mutter quickly, my hands shooting down to attempt at pushing his head away.

     Nagato groans, giving into my want and pulling away from me. "Why should I share my toy if it's always returned to me broken?"

     "I'm not broken," I wail, using my legs still prompted on his shoulders to pull him on top of me.

     Again, he gives in, resting his head on my stomach and tightening his arms around my legs. "No, you're not broken. Just hurting, which is still a shame. I suppose I could go back to my work."

     "No," I whine, tightening my limbs around him. "I want to take a nap."

     "And I wish to have sexual relations but I don't get to do that," he grumbles, lifting his head to shoot me a glare. "It is such a waste. My break from my work, the vacation you had, the money and time I spent on the vacation. Wasteful," Nagato lectures, his hands wandering over me as he speaks, gripping different parts of me.

"However," he slowly starts up again, arms wrapping around my back before he lifts me off the bed. "There is a way we could both get what we wish for."

"Ya?" I mumble, locking my legs around his hips.

"Yes. You can nap while I work. All you have to do is be a nice warmer for me," he shortly explains, settling into his desk chair again. "After all, you're stretched and wet. Why would I waste more of my efforts."

     Pain rests me on his lap long enough to pull his dick out before I'm tugged forward. He inches himself in, my pussy stinging a bit. "Hush, hush, hush," he coos, a hand sliding under my shirt to grip my titty. "Give it a moment and you will be fine."

     "I know," I mutter, resting my head on his shoulder and letting my arms hang limp in his lap. "So I get to just nap and you'll work?"

     He lets out a hum, squeezing my breast as his free hand goes back to flipping through the papers he's looking at. "When I am done we will have bathtub sexual relations. It should help with your inflammation. Tomorrow we shall go into town to make sure none of your bodily functions were harmed today."

     I softly nod my head, tingles rattling my spine when Nagato starts sliding his thumb back and forth over my nipple. "Is that your only plan for tomorrow?"

     "No," he answers, the word coming out chipped. "I plan to tie Sasori up like the puppet he is, use Hidan as a personal knife block, and as for Kakuzu... perhaps I'll tie him to a chair and burn a stack of his money in front of him."

     I let out a little giggle, clinging to the material of his Akatsuki cloak. I slowly lift my hips, bouncing on him a few times before I'm rested on his lap again. "Settle yourself, Princess. Take your nap and let me work."

     I nuzzle my head further into his neck, letting out a sigh. "I like you, Nagato."

     "I wish you'd stop saying that."

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[planetswish]

somber breakfast

Nagato x konan one-shot

Morning light shines dimly through the small window above the sink, its light casted upon the cement counter and gray tiled floors.

Konan’s back is turned as she uses the stove, dirty cups and plates rested untouched across the room in the sink from the previous night.

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soft footsteps sounded behind her as she turns, now facing Nagato as he stands at the end of the hallway, with an annoyed look on his face.

“oh, good morning…how’d..you..sleep?” she says in a sigh as she watches him walk past her from the small kitchen into the dining room, following behind, she places a cup of juice to his right-hand side.

“It’s quite early for you to be awake at this hour, konan…”

His voice tired and raspy, as he eyes her sternly, yet, a small hint of calmness tugging at the air around them

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Walking back into the kitchen, she doesn’t turn back, yet continues to engage in conversation with him from across the doorway

“Well, I supposed it would be beneficial to get a jump start..considering the fact we have a long day ahead.” Saying in her usual monotone, while finishing up breakfast.

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Scraping the eggs off onto two plates, she turns, placing the pan by the sink intending to wash it afterwards.

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Walking into the room, Nagato patiently waits for Konan to join him at the table before he starts eating.

Setting the plates down she sits across from him, quietly, without even a thank you, he begins eating his food, chewing the eggs slowly, struggling to to do so. but still nonetheless.

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Uncomfortable silence filled the room as they both eat the food she has prepared.

Him reaching for the salt was one of the few adjacent noises aside from the rain poring heavily outside that was heard.

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Barely finishing, he stands up, walking past her but not before gently rubbing her shoulder, massaging it with his thump. Showing a small amount of gratitude.

“I’ll wash the dishes..”

“But naga-“

“It’s the least I can do..”

he says continuing to walk towards the doorframe that leads into the kitchen to wash up.

the light from the windows getting brighter as the sun raises, he turns back to face her once more.

“Thank you..”

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With that he leave the room as she looks down at the floor, silently grateful what the little she has left.

[ulalamonz]

Got hit by a sudden wave of nostalgia for Naruto modern AU so I am currently writing a oneshot SasuNaru fanfic. I don't know if I will post it or not though haha 😀 Here's how the character designs looked like. Couldn't decide if Nagato looked better with a mask or not (in the fic he does wear one though)

And the ref pic for Naruto

[srs-deep-dives]

Minato & Kushina: A "Deep Dive" Analysis (Section A, Part I)

Greetings and welcome to a deep-dive into this masterpiece of a love story, where we will be analyzing Minato and Kushina as characters and examine their bond on the personal and plot level. We'll have five overlapping sections as follows, considering Minato and Kushina:

A. as each other’s anchors;

B. as drivers in the world narrative;

C. as cogs in the Konoha narrative;

D. as perfect compliments; and

E. as foils/parallels to other characters.

Due to the image-limit per post, I have split each section into smaller, more digestible parts. A link at the end of each part will take you to the masterlist. Now let us commence.

(Spoilers for the manga, anime and occasional spin-off. You've been warned.)

(Section A) Minato and Kushina as each other’s anchors

Let us start with some brief yet profoundly meaningful etymology. "Minato" (ミナト, 港) is the Japanese word for harbor, a safe haven for ships. "Namikaze" (波風) translates wave wind(s) – or wind wave(s) – and "Uzumaki" (渦巻き) whirlpool. Put together semantically, Minato is Kushina’s ‘harbor amid winds and waves;’ the anchorage point that keeps her from drowning in the turmoil of being Kurama’s jinchūriki.

Kushina’s strength meanwhile, as we shall see, is the reason Minato fell in love with her, and she he humbly ascribes as his pillar and constant in all spheres of life:

In this first section we will explore how these anchorages were reached. Seeing the first reveal of their bond traces all the way back to geninhood, let us start at the event pinnacle to Naruto’s question:

(A) I. Kushina as Minato's anchor

Long before he declares it in the oneshot, Naruto Gaiden: The Whorl Within the Spiral, Minato’s attraction to Kushina’s strength is inferred in metaphor. After saving her from the Cloud ninja, he says he noticed her hair right away. This manga chapter, in fact, is named after it: My Ma’s Red Hair.

The anime’s expansion (episode: The Orange Spark) draws a subtle link between Kushina’s hair and strength – which Gaiden goes on, as we’ll shortly see, to stress as directly synonymous. The rescue infers two things about Minato’s feelings. First, his “right away” noticing of Kushina’s hair was because of its beauty. Him noticing the trail is not a singular event; he had been noticing her beautiful hair ever since they’d met at the Academy.

Second is the more subtle inference – that it was Kushina’s hair specifically which drew Minato to her. In symbolic terms, Minato was drawn to her strength:

Minato’s noticing of Kushina’s strength is weaved through her recount of their childhood. We are shown it in the classroom when she catches him laughing as she takes on her bullies. We are shown it again when she spots him in the sakura tree after her scuffle with a genin. Where the rescue reveals this implicit link, however, Mito in Gaiden states the explicit. Assuring Kushina in her fears of hosting Kurama, Mito ascribes their hair to strength:

Every fullblood Uzumaki in the series (bar Ashina) has a different shade of red hair. Nagato’s is darker, like the aged Mito’s, while Karin’s is very light. Kushina’s hair, like Mito’s in her prime, is as “lustrous” as you can get – designating her “particularly powerful chakra” among the rest of her clanfolk.

But Mito is not simply referring to Kushina’s chakra reserves. And we are shown this through the declaration of Minato’s love occuring in a paradox.

Severely wounded when Kushina’s seal breaks (her strength failing), and supporting her by augmenting it (being the strength for the both of them), Minato declares with unwavering resolve that Kushina is “stronger than [him].”

Minato believes, with every ounce of his being, in Kushina’s mental fortitude, and he will risk his life to fight for her, facing Kurama himself. It is in these lines that we find the central theme of the entire series, with both characters serving to embody it:

Kushina has, in her short life, endured a tremendous amount of suffering. She was brought to Konoha to host the most powerful and hateful of all the bijū. She was bullied by her classmates and had no friends, teased and shunned as an outsider. Her clan was massacred. Her home village was destroyed. Kurama tormented her in her sleep. She was under permanent surveillance by faceless guards, to have her every move watched in a barrier circumferencing just a corner of the village.

Her endurance throughout it all, first and foremost, is this “strength” that won Minato’s heart. And this strength plays a monumental – if not the center role – in him becoming Hokage. (We will focus on Hokage in Section B, but this is summed in our starting panel and the anime screen below: “Kushina… you’re the one. It was you that made me the Fourth Hokage.”) If a ninja is “one who endures,” then the Hokage is the ninja who walks in endurance before all the village. How awesome that Minato’s inspirational drive is his number one supporter and other half.

Now it baffles me how many readers/watchers miss just how strong (mentally and physically) Kushina is. So let us elaborate with the starkest display: the night Naruto is born.

She gives birth – not an ordinary birth, note (already an exhausting ordeal). But a long, agonized labor with Kurama wresting to break out of her. Then Kurama is forcibly extracted – an event which thanks to her “particularly powerful chakra” elongates her death, leaving her body in a slow, taxing battle for its draining life. Minato saves her from Kurama’s strike and she tells him to save the village, thinking of everyone else as soon as she learns their baby is safe.

The now-dying Kushina spends the short duration of Kurama’s rampage with her newborn son. She should be resting. She should be healing. She should be in her husband’s arms. Instead, with no alternative for the village’s sake, she is brought with Naruto to the battlefield.

Kushina – on death’s doorstep – pins Kurama with her Adamantine Sealing Chains, projecting a barrier to stop him escaping AND keep the villagers OUT. A jutsu that leaves her coughing up blood as she expends her fading chakra. A barrier so strong that Hiruzen, hailed the “God of Shinobi,” cannot get through it.

While she holds Kurama down (and Hiruzen out), she tells Minato she’ll take Kurama with her – i.e. she will reseal THE ENTIRE Nine Tails back inside herself and drag him with her into death. She has just pushed her baby into the world, had Kurama ripped from her body, and is, with her lifeforce draining away, prepared and able to seal him back.

Kushina keeps Kurama pinned while under the greatest mental anguish a wife and mother could experience: her husband plans to sacrifice himself, leaving their baby an orphan, and make their baby – THEIR NEWBORN BABY – the next JINCHŪRIKI. She argues but accepts Minato’s decision even though it crushes her. Then when Kurama strikes to kill Naruto she also moves in to shield him. Kurama’s claw through her belly, Kushina still keeps him chained, buying Minato the rest of the time he needs to finish the seal.

Her nindo, lived out here, can be summed by her favorite phrase, which according to the databook is: 最後まで諦めない (“Don’t give up until the very end”).

This is the mental fortitude that Minato is talking about. And when he says “stronger than me” you can bet he means that in every definition of the phrase. (Now please don’t misunderstand: I am not at all saying Kushina could best Minato in battle. I am saying that when it comes to sheer endurance and resolve, Minato views her as his stronger half. Never does this take from the other side either – Minato being Kushina’s stronger half. As we’ll discuss particularly in Section D, they are perfect compliments.)

Kushina being Minato’s pillar carries through even after their deaths. When Minato is resurrected with Edo Tensei, he fights at Naruto’s side, facing their odds with the following inner monologue:

Later, again, as Naruto carries out his strategy, we get:

So Kushina is Minato’s inspiration, drive and rock, embodying the theme of endurance. We will return to this theme in terms of Hokageship, but let’s next look at the other side of the coin: Minato as Kushina’s 'harbor' and how his love enables her to overcome Kurama.

Section A, Part II here.

[littlemonstert-blog]

Hinata Before war arc

A bit of scaling for hinata despite little screen time.

Just a little recap:

a member of the Hyuuga clan Hinata is capable of performing the gentle fist. This taijutsu is blatantly broken because it basically allows the user to ignore your defense/durability and attack your internal organs directly. According to Lee and Guy a single scratch from the gentle fist is capable of ending a fight with no problems ch79

Kakashi says if the gentle fist were to land you’re done because there is no way that you can train your internal organs to sustain damage.

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Hinata in Sasuke Retrieval Mission Team (Before pain arc); Hinata being an asset to the team in mission of finding Sasuke during encounter with Tobi/Obito.

Team 8 really just there to track and locate mostly this arc was mostly info gathering. Almost catching Sasuke in the process

maxium of her sight is 10 kilometers

As for genjutsu, Hinata should have good awareness if genjutsu is casted. We also see Hinata can see the genjutsu caster even while in genjutsu and seems pretty confident about it.(This is most likely a result of Kurenai's training.) Another, thing is she can expand the range of her sight as well.

Pain Arc

In the animated version Pain is toying with her(kinda OCC) whilst nonchalantly dodging all her attacks until Hinata gets a freebee hit when Nagato was dying. The animated fight showed that pain was faster than her and she never landed anything.

much shorter her feat’s (manga) are more impressive to the point that you can classify it as an outlier for her character. For starters, in the manga Hinata did push Pain back, (look at Pain's feet) Pain had to block/tank every hit until he got an opening to use shinrai tensei.

the Klak-klak-klak sfx is usually used for sword clashes, the clashes here being Hinata’s Gentle fists vs Tendo’s chakra

The feat is even more crazy when you take into account that Hinata was pushing him back without even activating her Twin lion fist which according to the Databook increases the range and destructive power of the gentle fist exponentially.

And yes Hinata did push pain back, we have seen this use in the story. same “klak”“klak” “klak” panel multiple times, most notably in the Sasuke vs Killer bee fight where Bee was absolutely destroying sasuke in CQC

 he didn’t have access to an instant basically an undodgeable technique called shinra tensei. If Tendo was much faster than Hinata it would’ve been nonsensical for Nagato to waste chakra on someone he could’ve easily killed or paralyzed with a chakra rod, like he did to fukasaku who is a SAGE toad.

Ok so she pushed Pain back and outdid him in Taijutsu so what does that mean? Well a lot but before we go into that let’s remember on how Tendo/deva path works

Hinata faced Tendo when all of the other paths were DEAD then we can state that Hinata was fighting Pain at his absolute strongest, his feats reflect that too. When all the paths are alive Nagato divides his chakra evenly meaning that Tendo is at his weakest when this happens. So what did Tendo at his weakest accomplish taijutsu wise? He was easily capable of hitting Kakashi and dodge his attacks which means that at his absolute weakest Tendo was already relative to Kakashi in speed.

Hinata faced Tendo when all of the other paths were dead then we can objectively state that Hinata was fighting Pain at his absolute strongest, his feats reflect that too.

Not only was Nagato focusing all his chakra on all the paths when Kakashi fought Tendo but 4 of the 6 paths where also busy somewhere else wasting even more chakra. Ever noticed that the second the Asura path was pretty much out of commission Tendo proceeded to oneshot Kakashi, Choza and Choji? Summarizing, this fight wasn’t Kakashi vs Pain, it was Kakashi and whole hidden leaf(in the background) vs Pain. Despite all of that Tendo was still relative to Kakashi in speed and taijutsu.

On to Jiraiya, this fight we saw multiple paths block punches of Sage Jiraiya. The human path was capable of blocking Sage punches without even trying, he didn’t get pushed back or anything he just absorbed all that energy like nothing. Later on we see the deva path do the same thing.

 Tendo during his fight with Naruto was capable of pushing Base Naruto back whilst he was at his absolute weakest and despite that he was still capable of reacting and defending himself against a Sage mode kick which should be at the bare minimum 10 times stronger if we use natural energy multipliers.

Already know that base Naruto is faster than other memebers of T7 giving Naruto showed against omoi and Karui where Naruto pretty much carried the fight despite being on the defensive. Hinata's feats are faster and better in Taijutsu than base Naruto, Kakashi and even Sage Mode Jiraiya without even using her Twin lion fist jutsu. She fought the strongest version of (Pain) Tendo and was actually capable of pushing him back unlike these characters.

At this point you might start understanding why it’s an outlier for her character but I'M NOT DONE YET.

Now, Hinata’s durability which might as well be a bigger feat than her speed and Taijutsu. I already explained how much stronger the Tendo that fought Hinata was, this can clearly be shown with his feats. When Tendo was in one of his weakest stages Kakashi was tanking point blank shinrai tenseis left and right. When Nagato had to focus on only 1 or 2 paths Tendo became this strong

 30 seconds Tendo singlehandedly oneshotted 3 boss toads, one of them capable of going blow for blow with Shukaku (one tail) and wrestle a little bit with Kurama and he oneshotted 2 sage toads one of them with a single paralyzing rod. Fugasaku being capable of trading blows and keeping up with SM naruto.

Hinata was capable of not only tanking Pain's shinrai tensei that was capable of oneshotting boss toads but she was also capable of tanking Pain's direct hit with his paralyzing rod that oneshotted Fukasaku.

But she would’ve died! Nope, she was somehow fine! It would be way too OCC for Pain to spare her by holding back so don’t even bother using that argument.

There you have it, by feats Hinata has better speed and taijutsu feats than base Naruto, Kakashi and SM Jiraiya and she has superior durability to Gamabunta and fukasaku.

outlier for her, if you want my opinion I’d say that she was faster and stronger than base Naruto when she confronted Pain.

Being faster and stronger than base Naruto at this point in the story is still pretty good giving that he was able to react and defend himself against the same weakened Tendo that Kakashi fought and a weaker version of Naruto could also tag mid-tier akatsuki members such as Kakuzu.

Problem Hinata goes against OP or God-level characters. Like alot of Naruto characters they really don't get their shine and solo fights and arcs. Just focused on Naruto and Sasuke rivarly and the Uchiha clan.

I'll add more if I reread her parts again.

[wing-ed-thing]

Founding Akatsuki Members

𓆃 Konan

Konan Relationship Headcanons

𓆃 Nagato (Pein/Pain)

Nagato Relationship Headcanons

Nagato Domestic Headcanons

Hindrance (Nagato x Reader) Soulmate AU Oneshot

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[wyrmmaster]

I was going to comment on how Akagi is Azur Lane Hideki Tojo before I realized he'd die before identifying as IJN.

She pretty much is. Or was I should say, because her level of political power makes her look like Hideki Tojo on steroids and also enhanced by Yog-Sothoth. Given how Musashi and Shinano talk about Akagi I'm half expecting Yamato's first scene to be Jintsuu and Kaga walking into Akagi's room and seeing Yamato willingly chained to the wall complete with ball gag, blindfold, earplugs, whipmarks, and inserted vibrator maybe I'm getting a little away from the point here.

Anywho, the second part is probably why Nagato's loyalists exist, as a way to show the almost civil war between the Navy and Army. We've even had the assassination(attempt)s!

Only, Hideki Tojo didn't slap an enormous dick on the negotiating table and oneshot a god while Hirohito had his tongue inserted somewhere unmentionable.

....That we know of.

[purplehairswagtourney]

Okay everyone lets give it up for our official contestants!

after much time and looking through the google forms like 800 times I am pleased to announce everyone who will be partaking in the event! I’ll probably start the polls around the end of the week, but yeah without further ado, Here is everybody!

Amity Blight! from The Owl House

Yuri! from Doki Doki Literature club!

Rui Kamishiro! and..

Mafuyu Asahina! from Project Sekai!

Touko Fukawa! from Dangan Ronpa

Kokichi Ouma! from Dangan Ronpa V3: Killing Harmony

Entrapta! and

Glimmer! from She-Ra and The Princesses of Power!

Susie! from Deltarune!

Zakuro Fujiwara/Mew Zakuro! from Tokyo Mew Mew!

Hitoshi Shinso! and

Minoru Mineta (really?) from Boku No Hero Academia!

Gakupo! from Vocaloid!

Blaze the Cat! from Sonic!

Shez! and

Yuri Leclerc and

Bernadetta von Varley! from Fire Emblem:Three Houses/Hopes!

Camilla! from Fire Emblem Fates!

William Afton/Purple guy! from Five Nights At Freddy’s!

Souma Kanzaki! from Ensemble Stars!

Yukari Kotozume/Cure Macaron! from Kira Kira Precure A La Mode

Sango Suzumura/Cure Coral! from Tropical Rouge Precure

Ellen Kurokawa/Cure Beat! from Suite Precure!

Yuri Tsukikage/Cure Moonlight! from Heartcatch Precure!

Mishou Mai/Cure Egret! from Futari Wa Precure Splash Star!

Mimino Kurumi/Milky Rose! from Yes! Precure 5!

Kenzaki Makoto/Cure Sword! from Doki Doki! precure!

Izayoi Riko/Cure Magical! from Mahou Tsukai Precure!

Ruru Amour/Cure Amour! from Hugtto Precure!

Vaati! from The Legend of Zelda: Minish Cap!

Reze! from Chainsaw man!

Nozomi Tojo! from Love Live!

Abigail! from Stardew Valley!

Raven! from Teen Titans!

Ako Udagawa! and

Kaoru Seta! from Bandori! Girls Band Party!

Keqing! from Genshin Impact!

James! from Pokemon!

Twilight Sparkle! and

Rarity! and

Starlight Glimmer! from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic!

Mami! from Magical Angel Creamy Mami!

Anthy Himemiya! and

Chuchu! from Revolutionary Girl Utena

Defoko/Utuane Uta! from UTAU!

Imogen Temult! and

Ashton Greymoore! from Critical Role: Bells Hells!

Onpu Segawa! from Ojamajo Doremi!

Shuu Tsukiyama! from Tokyo Ghoul!

Sucy Manbavaran! from Little Witch Academia!

Garry! from Ib!

Plum Pudding! from Strawberry Shortcake!

Yuki Nagato! from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya

Gaz Membrane! from Invader Zim!

Turanga Leela! from Futurama!

V Flower! from Vocaloid!

Lamplighter! from Oneshot

Yoruichi Shihoin! from Bleach!

Cheshire Cat! from Alice in Wonderland

Stormy! from Winx Club!

Gengar! and

Delcatty! from Pokemon!

Ahmed! from Dislyte!

And there you have it folks! sorry if anyone you voted for didn’t get in! hopefully now I’ll be able to really get this show on the road now. thank you so much for all the love and support!

[sukirainbow]

Thank you for the tag ♥

Most of my stories are NSFW and so what I'd consider my bests are NSFW, keep that in mind before clicking on them

1 - Maybe that will calm you down: Nagato/Obito

Short oneshot that's mostly smut, it's my best ranking fic and I think it's the most enjoyable to read. Obito throws a tantrum and Nagato has to handle it.

2 - Know your place: Konan/Obito

Short oneshot again, which is also one of my most popular fic. Konan get overprotective of Nagato and want to make sure Obito's the right fit for him before anything happens between them.

3 - The Path of Seduction: Konan/Nagato

Pretty short even if it's multichapter. Konan offers the new Jiraiya book to Nagato without knowing what it's about. Misunderstandings ensues

4 - Changing direction: Nagato/Obito with a side of Nagato/Yahiko/Konan

My first published fic, I still really like it. It's light on the smut department but it's still there in a few chapters. Nagato and Konan brought back Yahiko somehow and Obito goes to Amegakure to see what is going on.

5 - A rose without thorns: Nagato/Konan/Yahiko and Obito as well in the end

The longest of the list. A Vampire AU fic where Nagato is a Vampire and Konan a vampire hunter. It's more lighthearted than what this would imply

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

alrighty then!

Heaven In A Wildflower (AO3, SasoDei, nsfw)

Voice, Eyes, Heart (AO3, Konan, Pain)

A Curious Form of Magic (AO3, SasoDei, nsfw)

Blood & Fate (AO3, Sasori-centric)

U and Our Hands (AO3, SasoKonaDei, nsfw)

[13as07]

Object #1

(Akatsuki Smut)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to sajol201460]

Requested by: Myself

Keys:

None

Word Count: 5,228

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

I have no relational explanation for this short series besides the reoccurring thought of being the akatsuki's free-use doll so sorry not sorry

Characters: Pain/Nagato, Konan, and Sasori

Sadism (biting, choking, hair pulling, slapping)

Blood Play (licking up blood)

Nicknames: Princess, Good Girl, Master, Sir, Lap Dog, Mutt, Puppet

Domination (varies levels)

Oral/Fingering

Cock-warming

Degrading (object, cumdump, whore, bitch, dumb, disgusting)

Exhibitionism (public sex)

Bondage (wrist restraints)

Creampie/Cum Shot

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The feeling of teeth grazing my inner thigh roughly snaps me out of sleep. "Who's..." I start, my head still foggy with sleep. My hands sink down my body, being met with a head of hair as I try to push the person off of me.

"Knock it off, Princess," Nagato's voice rings out before his teeth sink back into the tissue of my leg.

As the fog of sleep slips away, my senses start to wake up, painting the unseen picture in the dark room. My thighs tingle in pain, a promise that Nagato has been nibbling at them for a while. His arms are wrapped around my legs, keeping them in place as he does as he pleases.

His room is mostly silent, the only noise being the suction of his mouth on my skin. I shouldn't call it his room, it's our room - unofficially. I don't have a room in the hideout; another degrading reminder that I'm not viewed as a person by its members. I'm not a person here, I'm an object, something to be used as wanted by the murderous group.

Nagato's jaw relaxes for a second, a gentle kiss being pressed into me before his teeth clamp down on the same spot. The warmth of my blood trickles out this time, proof that my skin has been ripped by our lovely leader. Their leader.

I do not leave the grounds of the hide-out unless Pain requests my presence or he accompanies me. I do not fight for whatever cause he formed the group around. I do get to spend my day as I please, filling my time as I wait to be used again. I do not get a say in what happens or when. I am here to be used, to ease the member's needs, to be a warm body for Nagato to sleep next to.

I do get whatever I want; jewels, clothes, food, entertainment, company. Outside of being used, the answer is always yes. I do get to leave on request. My life has led me to many beautiful sights, all it takes is me to ask. I believe it's a fair trade, how wouldn't it be? Most of the time I get pleased as the members' needs are met and I get treated as a princess, as Pain's nickname for me signifies.

"Good girl," he mumbles against the torn skin, his tongue sliding out to lick it up.

Once the blood is done leaking out of my wound, Pain shifts his attention to my other thigh and quickly lives up to his name. Bites are littered over my skin until he finds the spot that satisfies his requirements. He goes back to his favorite pastime, bruising my skin with his teeth until it gives away and tears.

I let my mind wander, trying to keep my focus off the sizzling pain between my legs. With Nagato keeping the room so dark I never know how early or late it is. Is my day starting early? Or right on time? Is it even the daytime? Perhaps it's the nighttime and Nagato simply needs some relief.

"Pull your head out of the clouds," he orders, a usual demand from him. Pain thrives on attention, most notably mine, as do most of the members.

I do as I'm told, despite my want to ignore him. As I focus back on my metaphorical leash holder, the burning from my marks fills my head again. His hands push up my nightgown, resting it just below my chest. The chilled air of the room brushes over my usual bareness.

I don't see a point in keeping myself covered if I'm going to spend a good chunk of my day uncovered. This mindset has led to a lack of underwear and a lot of dresses and skirts.

Fingers ghost over my pussy as Nagato nibbles his way up my stomach. Not many of the members are gentle with me, but a good handful are nice, occasionally pleasing or stretching me to take them easier. Part of me thinks it's cause they care, but most of me knows it's so they don't hurt me. What use does a broken toy have, even if it is your favorite?

     "You'll be my breakfast today," Pain whispers into my skin, kissing his way back down my body. "Stay still, Princess."

     "Yes, Sir," I answer back, sliding my hands into his hair. I keep my fingers light, not wanting him to misinterpret it. He doesn't, which means he's in a good mood today.

     Nagato's lip piercings snag as he dips down, tearing a strip of skin on my stomach. This seems to only improve his mood, small licks working to clean up the accidental mess. When he's happy with his clean-up duty, his head jumps down to hover over my pussy. "Princess?"

     "Naga?" I hum out, testing the waters for today.

     He stills for a moment, processing the nickname. The thought of today being good is set in stone when Pain presses a kiss into my torso. "I would like to hear about your plans for today."

     "Well, Sasori is off duty today so I'm sure I'll spend a good chunk of it with him," I say, starting my ramble. I don't know why but Nagato seems to like hearing my voice as he pleases me.

     A reward for my compliance comes, a soft lick to my clitoris. Once the kitty lick is over, Pain wraps his mouth around it, gently sucking on me. "I'll probably take a hot shower when Sasori gets bored of me. He tends to leave a mess." He hums a slight encouragement to keep going. The vibrations jerk my legs closed, squeezing the head of the man between my thighs.

     A pop fills the room when I'm released from Nagato's mouth, signifying the end of his gentleness for now. "How disappointing," he mutters to himself before dipping back down.

     This time around his head doesn't hover as much. He dives right in, head buried deep to ensure his face piercings snag on me. They do snag, tugging at the skin of my pussy as he continues his meal.

      Pain sets a constant pace, his tongue swirling around the rim of my hole a couple of times before dipping the tip of it in. His head nods, his nose clumsily rubbing my clit, and his piercings tugging on my folds as he moves. The constant snagging releases small sparks of pain, not enough to hurt but enough to cause discomfort.

     "Continue," he orders, his hot breath coating my growing slick.

     "I... um..." The words stick in my throat as I flutter my eyes shut, in an attempt to focus out my sentence.

     "Why are you being difficult today?" He asks, head lifting to look at me. "I'm being nice because you had a rough day yesterday and you can't even obey enough to watch me please you."

     "I'm sorry," I whimper, blinking my eyes open and coasting them downward.

     A hum of disapproval leaves his lips, quickly followed by his tongue poking out. It slides over my clit again, this time with a lot more pressure. "Perhaps we need to take a trip. Maybe you're being used too much. You shall pick a place by dinner." The order is clipped and matter-of-fact. Nothing more than needed maintenance.

     "If you act like this all day, we might have to leave tomorrow. You will be sore," his tone is calm, still even, and straight to the point. "Continue."

     Nagato's head dips down again, this time hovering so that the metal punched into his face doesn't cause me more discomfort. It's a bit disappointing since his tongue can't plunge as deep as it could before, but I don't complain. Pain is right, he is being rather nice today.

     "I... I might... reread my newest book," my eyes flicker with the sentence but I make sure they don't stay closed too long. I don't want my orgasm to be taken away, especially since it might be the only one I get today.

     "Reread?" He asks, tongue stopping long enough to get the word out. Naga starts nodding his head again, stimulating my clit as he slurps me up.

     "Ya... I... finished it yesterday." My fingers tighten around the red locks wrapped up in my hands.

     Pain stales for a second, eyes glancing up at me in a warning before he goes back to pleasing me. "Do you not have another?"

     I hum a no, trying to focus on not letting my legs shake. I hate how easily I cum, the disadvantage being courtesy of nonexistent attention to my needs most days. "No... I finished... all my new... books." My heavy breath fills my ears as my lungs pump faster.

     Naga shifts back up, his mouth wrapping around my clit again. The feeling of him sucking on me and his tongue swirling over it is enough to finish me off. Despite my efforts, my legs cage his head again and my hands shove his face down further.

     His hands rub my thighs as he stays put, letting me do as I please, not for very long though. As soon as my pleasure is washed out of me, dripping down Pain's chin, I'm met with a pissed of Akatsuki member. "You are quite the disappointment today. You will not get any more attention from me today."

     That's a lie and we both know it. Before bed tonight he'll be buried between my thighs again. If I wake up to head, I'll be put to sleep with head too. After all, Nagato is a man of routine.

     "I shall be back," he tells me before climbing out of our bed. My eyes trail after him, enjoying his bare back as he walks away.

     With the attention-hungry man off the bed, I let my eyes close once again. The couple minutes of peace soak into my body, almost putting me back to sleep. "We are awake for the day. Be awake," my needy master says, tugging me to the edge of the mattress.

     "I am awake," I mock, sitting up straight.

     Pain is pissed again, his eyebrows scrunched together as he looks at me. Like I said, he's a man of routine. Every semi-nice thing he does for me is followed by unprovoked anger.

     He drops what he's holding into my lap before leaving me again for the closet. I look at the pile of cloth now present in my view. It's Pain's - unofficial - favorite skirt and one of his nightshirts.

     Maybe he doesn't think I need a break, maybe he's just pissy I've been busy with the other members of his 'Make the World Great Again' group. I don't know though, Pain is too bi-polar for me to keep up with his mood swings, let alone what he wants.

     When Nagato flips the lights on, the room starts buzzing with us getting ready for the day.

     It's the same routine every day. Pain picks my clothes, then his clothes, somehow 'accidentally' matching me every day, even if you can't see it under his robes. He dresses me, and then himself before doing my hair in whatever way he wishes. The last stop of the morning is his steady hand painting my face before he does his eyeliner. The whole time I stay under his feet, following him around the room as he moves around.

     On days I get used enough to shower before he gets home, I'm always met with his usual pissy look. Pain doesn't like it when I change his choices throughout the day, but he's never told me not to.

     "Princess," he calls, making me perk up from my resting spot. As he did his makeup today I decided on sitting on the floor, resting my body weight against his legs. "It is time for breakfast."

     I follow the routine, crawling to my feet and waiting for Pain to lead the way. Once his eyeliner pen is tucked back into place, he stands up too, hand sliding under my collar to hold onto my throat. Naga decided on a thinner one today, a light-weight black chain to match his face piercing; another unofficial favorite.

     His hand stays light as we putter our way down the hallways, occasionally squeezing my throat as a reminder I'm there. The walk is boring, nothing new to look at or talk about.

     When I'm tugged into the kitchen area, it takes me a second to adjust to the natural light outside. The sun shines through the huge windows of the kitchen, my first notification that it is morning time.

     "Sit," I'm ordered, being shoved into Pain's chair before he disappears into the cooking area.

     Eyes of the Akatsuki snap to me, all of them present for their mission orders. I happily smile, waving at all of them. "Good morning my boys! And Konan!" I get a range of reactions from 'Good morning beautiful' to ignorance.

     A cough from the kitchen echoes throughout the room, ripping 'good morning's from the half that didn't respond. Aside from that, the members ignore me, knowing better than to play with me until Pain has had his fill.

     Soon Mr Bi-Polar is back, pissy face as present as ever. "Up," the order comes, one in which I quickly respond to. Nagato sits down in his chair, tugging me into his lap after setting down his coffee and my breakfast. Scrambled eggs, cinnamon toast, and bacon; it must be Tuesday.

     I'm shifted around, placed how the head of the table wants before he turns his attention to his coffee. "Eat quickly, Princess." I'm ordered like I am every day. My plate must be cleaned and Pain must be buried deep into me before he starts his morning meeting.

     Eyes flicker to me as the members enjoy their breakfasts and conversations. Everyone knows that everyone else uses me, but that doesn't mean any of them would be caught dead using me by Pain. It's a confusing demonic. I'm public property, but only when Naga says so. Naga who hates me half the time and plans his decisions around me the other half.

     Once my plate is clean, Pain's coffee cup is lowered to me. It's half full like I expected. I let the bitter taste slide down my throat as the sound of Naga's clothes shifting slid into my ears.

     A hand is placed against my hips, pushing me upwards. I follow the movement, leaning over the table as the man under me adjusts himself. When he's ready, I'm pulled back down, Pain's dick burying itself into me. "Don't be a distraction, Princess."

     "Yes, Sir." I stay put like I'm supposed to, being nothing more than a sleeve to keep Nagato warm. My mind wanders, scanning over the room and the members as everyone drains on about the plans for today, none of which concern me.

     This little scene is Pain's reminder to the members that he's in charge, that he's the boss. It's a test for disobedience of his employees. When someone's eyes flicker to me, I'm used until everyone looks away. Some days we make it through the whole meeting, leaving me to be used afterward. Some days we don't make it past the first thirty seconds.

     I scan the members again, being met with the newest member's eyes. Deidara's cheeks go pink, not unnoticed by Pain. "Princess."

The single word puts me into motion. I rock my hips, shifting myself up and down Pain's dick. More eyes snag on me as whimpers and moans tumble out, the whole time Deidara's eyes stay locked on mine. I swear that boy never learns.

When people don't fall back into place fast enough, hands grip my hips, slamming me down faster than I can move on my own. "Pain," I whine, glancing behind me at him. That gets eyes snapped away from me. No man likes hearing someone else's name fall for the lips of their lover.

"Silence," Nagato hisses, anger back on his face as he drops me on him again, hands keeping my hips pressed down.

The rest of the meeting is uneventful, everyone keeping their eyes off of me and Deidara's staying locked on the table.

"Dismissed." Chairs screech as people rush out of the room, leaving Pain, Konan, and me behind.

"Princess." My hips shoot up, jumping back into motion. Konan's eyes are locked on me, watching me fuck myself on her leader's penis.

     She's interesting, partly because she uses me the least and partly because I know my very being pisses her off.

Just like before, Nagato's hands grip my hips, moving me at the pace he likes. I let my focus stay on the woman across the table from me, my noises and calls for her boss purposely coming out louder and needier than they usually do. I find it entertaining, watching her get pisser and pisser.

     "Princess," Pain hisses, dropping me backward again before keeping me in place. His head dips, lying against my shoulder as his warmth spills into me. "Perhaps you're not as disappointing today as I thought," he mutters, hands snaking up to cling to my throat again.

     "Thank you, Naga," I purr, shifting myself on his lap.

     He stays like this, buried into me and panting against my shoulder. It's almost sweet, aside from the pity party being thrown at the other end of the table. "What a pretty little object," he whispers into my ear, pressing a kiss to my jaw before shoving me onto the table again.

     I stay leaned over as Pain slides out of me, using my thighs to clean himself off.

     "I must go. Be good," he orders, hands gripping me as he picks me up, placing me on my feet before he disappears to do God knows what.

     "Did you enjoy the show?" I ask Konan once I'm sure Pain is out of earshot. I don't need a lecture about my attitude or for Konan to get into trouble because I feel like picking a fight.

     "Aren't you disgusted with yourself?" She asks with venom in her words.

     "Aren't you pissy cause Pain will fuck me but not you?" I throw back, a smirk crawling across my face. Konan's face scrunches up as she climbs to her feet. "Oh no," I tease, a giggle following my words. "I'm oh so scared of you. Please don't hurt me, paper lady. I don't want to have to spray you with a water bottle."

     "You really think you're hot shit don't you?" She asks, stomping over to me.

     "No, but Pain's semen sure as hell is." That gets me a jaw click from the angry lady, how fun.

     "Don't forget you're nothing but a lap dog. At least he trusts me enough to help the Akatsuki."

     "Oh yes, how I crave to go commit murder instead of living my best life as a house pet."

     My eyes light up at the sight of Konan's fists clenching. They light up even more as she huffs in anger. "Listen here you little lap dog. I am treated with respect, I am Pain's right-hand man. You are nothing but a cumdump, a sex toy, a fucking object to be used. You're nothing."

     "Ya? Then why are you so mad? Are you pissy 'cause none of the guys will eat your pussy?"

     That gets a reaction out of her. Konan leaps forward, grabbing a fist full of my hair and snapping my head backward. "Fine, you want to act like a fucking mutt, I'll treat you like a fucking mutt." The words make me tingle, my pussy clenching, forcing Pain's cum to leak out of me faster.

     Konan uses my hair to drag me down to my knees. "Dogs belong at our feet," she hisses, eyes sharp as she looks at me. "Stick your tongue out, Lap Dog," she orders, face still drowning in anger.

     "And why would I do that?" Once the question is out, I'm slapped across the face.

     I whimper as my cheek stings with pain, all of which seem to encourage her more. "I said, stick. Your. Tongue. Out. Mutt." The words are hissed, as my hair is pulled harder. I silently curse at Pain for leaving my hair loose today.

     Reluctantly, I do as told, sliding my tongue out of my mouth. "Look at what a whore you are. Big 'fuck me' eyes with your mouth wide open. A dumb little bitch in heat." Konan's hand dips down as she degrades me, her pants being tugged to her knees. "Sniff, dumb dog," she orders, using my hair to shove my nose into her pussy.

     I clumsily fall forward from the movement, my nose falling right where she wants it and my hands clinging to her legs for stability. "Fuck you," I hiss, digging my nails into her thighs.

     "Just a little reminder, Lap Dog, but you're here to serve me as much as you're here to serve the guys. We'll spend all day like this if we have to. Sniff."

     The repeated order is followed by me being shoved further into her pussy. I go to nip at her, but Konan beats me to it. She moves her hips, her clothed pussy falling against my mouth. Against my wants, her pussy is pressed on my tongue, the salty wet spot of her underwear soaking against it.

     "Go on, Lap Dog. Eat my pussy. Act like the dumb mutt you are." Konan uses my hair to shove my face up and down herself, my tongue sliding against her as she does so. "That's it you fucking cum dump," she moans, her head leaning back as she uses me to get off.

     I'm shifted again, pulled away from her long enough for her panties to be pushing down to join her pants. My face is pressed back into place, her juices leaking onto my tongue. "Lick, Dog." I try to tug back but fail miserably because of Konan's hold on me. "Go on, dumb dog. The sooner you do it, the sooner you can go back to being a dump for the male members."

My eyes jump up to her face, sending a glare Konan's way as I slide my tongue out. The sour taste of her coats it as I slide it through her folds.

"Fucking mutt," she moans, hips bucking forward. "You're nothing but a dumb object, aren't you?" She continues, voice pitched as she grinds against my tongue.

     My pussy drips as I'm being used, making the spot between my legs burn with need. "Rub yourself, Lap Dog. I'm sure you're getting off on this too, mutt," Konan orders, eyes flickering open long enough to look down at me.

     This time I'm not as reluctant to do as ordered. I reach my hand between my legs, my fingers eagerly colliding with my clit. I rub circles into myself, using my tongue at the same pace on Konan. Sounds of pleasure fall from her being shot towards the ceiling.

     When that's not enough, I slide my fingers backward, plunging them into my pussy. A greedy moan slips from my lips, colliding into Konan's pussy. Like before, I slip my tongue down to keep pace.

     My tongue plunges into her, pumping and curling the same as my fingers. "Fucking Christ," she mutters, her pussy starting to clench around me.

     Unlucky for me, my orgasm comes before Konan's, filling the kitchen with the sound of my cum dripping to the floor. "What a dumb dog, making yourself finish before me," she hisses, tugging on my hair before grinding against my mouth again.

     Despite her bitching, I keep slurping her juices up, working quicker to push her over the edge too. It doesn't take long for Konan to come undone, her tangy juices draining down my throat. "Dumb fucking Lap Dog," she bitches, keeping me in place as she catches her breath.

     "A greedy, disobedient dog," Konan continues, pulling me off of her before dragging me backward. "Look at what you did," she barks, shoving my face into the mess I left on the floor. "Look at the mess you made. Lick it up, mutt." My face is still shoved against the floor, mine and Pain's cum rubbing against my cheek.

     "Lick it up," she repeats, picking my head up just to shove it back down. I let my mouth fall open, my tongue slithering out to desperately clean up my mess. The taste of Nagato's cum mixed with mine relights the fire in me, quickly making me horny again.

     "What a good, Lap Dog, cleaning up after your disgusting self," Konan teases, finally letting go of my hair. "Dumb bitch," she mumbles, straightening herself and her clothes before walking away, leaving me a spread-out, horny mess on the kitchen floor.

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The feeling of Sasori's paintbrush sliding over my bare stomach is soothing, as is the cold paint being gently placed on my skin. I like when Sasori has a day off or is on medical leave. He's one of the gentler members, both in and out of his use of me. That, and the fact he usually spends our time together covering my skin in whatever new paint idea he has.

     "Puppet?" He calls, making my eyes snap open. "Are you sleeping?"

     "No, just resting my eyes, Ori."

     He hums in disapproval, getting upset with the lack of my attention on him. I swear this whole murder band is attention-starved. "Don't do that."

     I don't, instead, I let my eyes trail down to my stomach, taking in Sasori's newest artwork. I'm not quite sure what it is that he's painted today. It kind of looks like a raccoon made out of sand. "Ori?" Another hum is my answer, the murderer too busy adding in his details to pay me much mind. "What are you painting on me?"

     "The one-tailed beast." Well, that's not a raccoon, though I did get the sand part right.

     My eyes trail after Sasori's hands, watching the way they dip and flow over me as he paints. Once he's done, I'm left to continue lying in the grass as he cleans up his supplies.

     Ori doesn't like being cooped up inside, which usually leaves us in the stretched-out field surrounding the hideout or next to the lake a couple of yards away. He insists being outside helps the paint dry better, but I think that's just an excuse.

     When my current companion comes back, he slides himself back between my legs, hands on my knees to press them against his sides. "I'm bored, be of use." He orders, head tilting to scan over his work again.

     "How would you like me to do that?" I ask, squeezing his sides with my legs. Another hum, this one long and drawn out as Sasori's eyes dance over me. Hands slide down my legs, clinging to my thighs before pushing them wider. "Ori?" I call, trying to shift his hand off of the open bite mark gifted to me by Nagato earlier today.

     "Be quiet, we wouldn't want someone finding our headquarters because you can't keep your mouth shut," he says, the slightest bit of teasing laced into his words. This is another reason I think Sasori likes to spend time with me outside. I think the thrill of possibly being caught in the act by an enemy ninja excites him.

     He shifts around, body lying on top of me and arms scooping my knees from underneath. "You've had an eventful day," Ori mutters, his lips brushing against my thighs, purposely kissing every bite and bruise left behind by Pain.

     "I guess you could say that," I whisper, hands snaking down to grab ahold of him. Sasori tips his head, letting my fingers come into contact with his hair. It's ironic, that the puppet master enjoying being puppeteered while between my legs.

     His kisses trail up me, the final one being pressed to my pussy before his tongue replaces it. It swirls around, skirting across my clit before sliding down to tongue fuck me. "Ori," I whine, bucking my hips upward.

     I don't get a verbal response, but Sasori does tighten his grasp on my legs. He keeps himself busy, skipping between fucking me with his tongue and licking at my clit. Strings of whimpers and whines pull out from me because of this.

     "You are taking forever," he groans, head raising to look at me. "Are you not enjoying yourself?"

     "I am, I swear," I murmur between huffs of air.

     "Doesn't seem like it," Ori says, sitting back up.

     "Hey!" I whine, gripping his shirt and trying to pull him back down.

     He clicks his tongue in disapproval, hand shooting up to clench my wrists. "Stop doing that. Don't let my kindness make you forget you're an object for my use. My little puppet." The words make me squirm, my teased orgasm very evident to being left unfinished.

     Sosari's free hand dips under me, flipping me over. I land on my knees, my ass prepped up as the top half of myself is pressed against the soft grass. He shifts my hands behind my back, crossing them before the familiar warmth of his chakra threads wraps around my wrists, keeping them in place. "How pretty," he mutters, hands falling to my hips.

     They only stay there for a second before they're pulled away. Clothes shift behind me before my skirt is flipped up. The first approving hum of the day falls from Sasori, a hand wrapping around my bound wrists as he enjoys the view. I'm tugged backward, his dick quickly slipping into me as I'm manhandled.

     "Ori," I whine, squirming around under him.

     "Puppet," he sighs, hand holding on to my wrists tighter as his other one settles on my hip. Sasori sets a slow pace, thrusting into me at a steady pace as I'm held still. Kisses are pressed along my spine, paired with murmured praises.

     A grunt falls from Ori, his thrusts suddenly stopping. "Damn it, Puppet," he hisses, pulling himself out of me. The hand on my hips falls away again, soon falling to jack Sasori to his finish, evident from the sloppy sounds that were previously being made by my pussy. “Puppet,” he hisses again, the back of my thighs being coated with his semen.

The field is left silent, Sasori leaning against me as he tries to calm his breath. His hands wander across me, clinging to any skin can get in contact with.

“I’ve made a mess of you,” he mutters, his head finally lifting. “I’m sorry,” the apology is followed by the sounds of his chakra strings snapping, letting my hands lose once again.

“It’s fine, Ori,” I coo, shifting my joints around. They ache and creak as they’re shifted around.

Another line of kisses is pressed against my back as his hands work on tugging my skirt down and pulling the shirt he discarded forever ago back on. “Get yourself cleaned up,” he orders, a kiss pressed into my neck and a soft hip tap to encourage me to my feet. “Then I’ll repaint you, puppet.”

“Yes, sir,” I murmur, shakily climbing to my feet. Today is going to be a very long day it seems.

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[moscnios]

                                              BRUiSE+

☻ / pairing . . . uzumaki nagato x fem!reader.

☻ / type of love . . . romantic.

☻ / synopsis . . . nagato has moved to konoha following his attack on the village to atone for his sins. though the citizens are not that open to completely forgiving him, affecting not only him but his wife, ( y/n ).

☻ / content warnings . . . n/a. not proofread.

☻ / commentary . . . not my best work and possibly one of my shortest things i’ve ever written. but i haven’t written since september and it’s slowly coming back to me. this is an hc of mine that nagato lives post his attack and atones for his sins in konoha !!

"I am SO sorry, I didn’t mean to...I...” The nervous woman stammered out, falling to her knees to help pick the produce that had fallen on the ground from the display she accidentally knocked over.

“What are you doing?! Get your dirty hands off of my produce!” A man of tall stature yelled, pushing her roughly aside. The man picked the produce up himself, not even sparing her a second glance as he murmured insults under his breath, “Damn moron, shouldn’t be allowed here anyway.”

( y/n ) slowly climbed to her feet, her eyes still focused on the ground as she let her head hang low. Tears began to form in the corners of her eyes. “I’m...really sorry,” She apologized, her voice trembling. She bit down on her quivering bottom lip, feeling so small.

It had been this way since she moved to Konoha from Amegakure months after everything had happened. The hurt, the pain that still lingers throughout the air. The mass destruction that washed over the town that day that the citizens worked to this day to reverse.

The hatred filled the hearts of the citizens as they muttered insults she passed them by on the streets. The parents pulled their children close to them at the sight of her. The harsh words spewed at her. The disgusted looks and menacing glares.

All because of someone she holds close to her heart and the dream he wished to keep alive.

Snapping her out of her trance, a pale hand took hers. She looked up, seeing a head of deep red hair giving her a calming smile.

“Nagato...” She said barely above a whisper.

The one she loved the most, her husband. The one she promised she would love and follow for the rest of her life. Through sickness and health, and sadly now the world is seemingly against them.

Nagato was the cause of this. He understood that not everyone would forgive him for what he and his former organization had caused them. He believed they had the right to feel the way they feel about him. But he never wanted that to affect his wife.

( y/n ) had nothing to do with his crimes. The two were not married at the time of his attack. He married her after he began to atone for his sins, starting his life in Konoha with her anew.

But they hold her accountable for his mistakes.

Nagato bowed lowly before the produce stand owner, “I understand you do not view me as trustworthy. I caused you and your people pain and suffering. And I have and will continue to work to right my sins in the best way that I can. We’ll even buy all the produce that is damaged.”

He stood back up, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. His purple-ringed eyes hardened, sending chills down the spine of the stand owner, “My wife has had nothing to do with any of my crimes and sins. And I will not tolerate you or anyone else continuing to treat her like she is a criminal.”

“N-No, it’s okay, Nagato, really. I knocked over the produce I deserve...”

“( y/n ), you don’t deserve this. You don’t deserve to be talked down to. It was an accident and you apologized sincerely,” He interrupted her. She clung to his arm, letting her head rest on his shoulder. “But...”

“But nothing, I refuse to let people continue to talk to you like dirt.” He pressed a kiss to her head, “I love you way too much for that.”

The guilt inside of him continued to well up, seeing her cling to him. He oftentimes believed she’d be better off without him. But he wanted to be selfish, to never let her go. She was part of the reason he wanted to better himself, to make this change, to live this normal life here in Konoha. He couldn’t let that go.

She snuggled into his side, “Thank you, Nagato. I love you too.”

☻ / back to navi.

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Sunset (Itachi Uchiha x Reader)

You felt cold, as it got more difficult for you to breathe. After a while, you were okay with dying. You had done enough, had done your part for this war. You fulfilled your duty to protect the Leaf village with everything in your power, now it was up to the survivors. The sun was beginning to set, that was ironic. The sun setting just like your life was fading, the cold growing as the light fades. You felt at peace. You were ready for the end as you lay on the ground, watching the sky. 

You heard steady footsteps grow closer. You didn’t move to see who it could be and to your surprise the person moved into your line of sight. Black eyes bore into yours, familiar lines on his face and pitch black hair that was characteristic of the Uchiha clan. You definitely didn’t think you’d see Itachi of all people. You hadn’t seen him since the massacre, but you knew what he had done since. He was the enemy, he died and now reanimated, he is the enemy once again, or least his body is. Before all of that though, he was your best friend, your team mate, even your first love. Though you never told him. 

You had heard about the reanimation of the Akatsuki but hadn’t seen them, not until now. He crouched to your level, and by then you had seen that behind him, leaning on a tree was Nagato. He was a complete opposite to Pein. It was hard to even picture they’re the same person, of course not in looks but  in behaviour... not anymore. Nagato seemed kind in some ways, just the little bit more human that Pein lacked. Nagato looked on at the scene, looking sympathetic, offering a small smile perhaps offering some reassurance of what was awaiting you very soon. 

Itachi moved to lie on his side, watching you.  “I never thought you’d be the last person i’d see.” You said quietly.  “I never thought i’d see you again.” Itachi said with a small smile. “Though i’m glad i did.”  “What are you doing here?”  “Moving to whoever it is we need to fight. We don’t get much free will but, we’re here.”  “You left me.” You said softly, some memories flooding your mind, distracting you from the conversation.  “I know.” He tugged your head band down to rest on your neck, smoothing down your hair. "You've hurt so many people. I can't forget that. You've forgotten your past, your life with the village, your family, friends." Your gaze faltered slightly. "your life with me." You finished. "It hurts me too...all that I've done." He trailed off, silent for a moment. Itachi leaned over you, gazing intensely into your eyes. "I never forgot you, not even once." It was like he was promising you. Even though you knew he wouldn’t lie to you. There is no reason to lie now. Your eyes drifted to him for a moment. You had begun to drift in and out of consciousness. Itachi knew you didn’t have much longer. “Thank you, (Y/N). For everything.” Your eyes drifted shut, still breathing and Itachi knew this was it, you were slipping away, any second now.  “i’ll be here with you. You were such a good friend. There was no one quite like you.” You stopped breathing. Itachi placed his hand over yours lightly, continuing to watch you, take you in for one last time before getting up.

[butter--peanut]

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Had a little bunny about Obito's tendency to help grandmas. Maybe that continued even post-Kannabi? Tried to write a 5+1 crack oneshot with this concept. Wrote the first part which I still think is cute and could maybe be a standalone drabble. Here ya go!

(send me a 📕 and I’ll send you a snippet of or idea for a wip!)

Even evil and pursuing the Eye of Moon plan, Obito can’t seem to escape grandmas asking for his help.

(Konan PoV, Amegakure)

It had been six months since Yahiko’s death, and nothing in the world would ever be right again. All Konan and Nagato had left were each-other, and they were united in their pain. Together, they had agreed to work with Madara, as untrustworthy as he seemed, and support his plan to amass the Bijuu. Only then would they be strong enough to make an impact on this cruel, pointless world.

But today, Akatsuki operations had been left on the back-burner for the necessary village operations. Konan and Nagato, through his Yahiko Path, had been seeing their villagers and hearing their requests. Because losing one’s light in life wasn’t an excuse to neglect the administrative requirements in leading a hidden village.

If anything, Konan was practical.

Now, they had called in a village elder called Mikato. She’d once been a feared kunoichi, and was still a highly respected advisor in Amegakure, known for her unflinching attitude to make the tough decisions to support the village. Even now that she was no longer able to fight, her Sensory abilities were frequently called on. Today, though, she was seeing them about something a little more domestic.

“I put my back out,” she told them frankly, leaning heavily on a cane. “I’m trying to build my granddaughter a treehouse that can be ready for her birthday. As you know, my children died in the recent battle with Hanzo, and all of my friends are busy or my age, so now I have no one to help me with this job. Do you have anyone to spare, just for a few hours?”

Konan considered this.

In the background, Madara swirled in with his strange teleporting jutsu. Sometimes he did this: stare at her and Nagato as they were going about their day. It was creepy and uncalled for, but that was Madara in a nutshell.

Mikato turned immediately and took him in.

“You there,” she said, and he stilled, looking at her. “You seem like a fine, strong, young gentleman. Can you help me build a treehouse for my granddaughter?”

Madara stared at her. Konan tensed slightly, because Madara was still a highly unknown wildcard, and who could say how he would respond to being casually asked to pause his plans for world domination and complete an errand?

“Are you serious?” Madara growled eventually. He turned to Konan. “Why did you let her in here?”

“We are in charge of Amegakure,” Konan pointed out. “Our citizens sometimes request our assistance.”

“You should really help me,” Mikato said. “I would be very grateful, and my granddaughter would be too.” Wily, “I have some apple cake that I could share with you.”

A loaded pause.

“I have an appointment in Kiri in the next hour,” he said to Mikato, voice tight. “If I help you, I’ll be late to that.”

“I’m sure that they would understand,” Mikato said gently, and Konan’s lip twitched. Mikato was a keen strategist, and she was leaning into her “grandma” persona as she could see Madara was about to break. “What cruel person would deny an old woman asking for some brief assistance?”

Madara pressed a palm to his mask. “Urgh. Even now, I can’t escape you.”

He removed his hand and stood a little straighter. “Okay, granny.”

Madara’s voice was higher all of a sudden, almost childlike.

“This had better be quick. Lead the way.”

On the walk out, the grandma held up her cane and leaned into Madara instead. He grumbled, then wrapped an arm around her, supporting her.

“His weakness is…grandmas,” Konan observed to Nagato.

“Grandmas are his weakness,” Nagato agreed, moving to look out the window, watching Madara wander out supporting Mikato.

[thebloodredraven]

art cred

🕷 The Akatsuki (Naruto/Naruto Shippuden) 🕷

Who I write for:  ━ All of the original Akatsuki in the iteration from the image above except Zetsu (note: I am still in the middle of watching Shippuden and have not met Tobi as Obito yet) FLUFF - 🌸 || SUGGESTIVE - 🍷 || SMUT - 🔞 || ANGST - 🌧

SCENARIOS/IMAGINES

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HEADCANONS

Akatsuki ━ Insecurities || bonus: kisame  🌧

━ Secret Kinks  🔞     part one || part two

━ Watching Happy Tree Friends

Itachi ━ coming soon!

Kakuzu ━ coming soon!

Konan ━ coming soon!

Nagato/Pein ━ kinky headcanons 🔞

FICS

Itachi ━ Back in Black (drabble)  🌧

BONUS

━ the dehumanization and objectification of sasuke uchiha (essay)

🕷 Blood Plus (anime) 🕷

Who I write for: ━ Haji ━ Saya Otonashi ━ Diva ━ Solomon Goldsmith ━ Amshel Goldsmith ━ Kai Miyagusuku (peri-hibernation only for nsfw) ━ George Miyagusuku ━ Nathan Mahler ━ Karl Fei-Ong ━ David ━ Julia ━ Min (sfw only) ━ Mui (sfw only)

FLUFF - 🌸 || SUGGESTIVE - 🍷 || SMUT - 🔞 || ANGST - 🌧

SCENARIOS/IMAGINES

━ coming soon!

HEADCANONS

Haji ━ NSFW Alphabet (WIP)  🔞

- Headcanons (hypothetical fic)

FICS

━ unavailable for now

SCENARIOS/ONESHOTS

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Notes: ━ i work full time and do not have the attention or ability to be able to write long fics at the moment. that may change over time but for now, i’m sticking to short form work. ━ any and all iterations of the characters I write for are assumed to be 20+ for nsfw work  ━ sfw + nsfw, minors dni (will soft block anyone that doesn’t have their age visible) ━ hard limits: scat/golden showers, spit kink, a/b/o, large age gap (human muses), vomit kink, incest ━ i am uncomfortable writing male!reader for nsfw, but everything else is fine. please specify gender when requesting ━ as i add onto this list, all characters will be categorized in alphabetical order ━ please bother me about blood plus, this fandom is on its last legs and the same guy that did itachi’s english dub is haji. haji is an aggressively romantic and pouty possessive vampire that plays the cello. do with that what you will. ━ black af. take your racism elsewhere.

[sapphic-sasuke]

i just binged ur meta and this one on danzo is where i hoped the story would go after the pain arc when i first watched shippuden...

hope u don’t mind if i ramble here...i think naruto as a series kind of tried to have its cake and eat it too? like we get these hard moral conundrums (pain asking naruto what he thinks will bring peace) and also these cookie cutter talk-no-jutsu moments about conquering hAtReD which is so frustrating...it just had so much potential (guess that’s why i’m still bitter about it so many years after i first watched it lol) and whenever the main cast is presented with ideological conflict it’s just half-assedly resolved (hyuuga subplot grr)

out of curiousity, do u have any thoughts on how the shinobi system could actually be reformed? I haven’t read boruto but from the small bit i’ve absorbed through tumblr, naruto’s way didn’t work out at all. and what do you think of nagato’s magic nuke idea? whenever i think back to naruto now somehow nagato seems like the most reasonable dude, magic nukes are at least a bit more realistic than whatever madara and obito’s plan was.

okay one more thing do you have any fic recs for a sasuke who actually goes on to start revolution? and the system gets criticised and broken down? i’m forever salty that the vague arc that was forming where suigetsu and sasuke were wandering to different orochimaru bases and freeing the experiments didn’t lead to something more concrete. (i hope i’m remembering this right, it’s been like six years since i watched that part so >_<)

(sorry if this is choppy and disjointed, goddamn tumblr crashed just when i was gonna send the ask so i tried to reconstruct it from memory ugh)

((i was gonna end it here but i stumbled upon an itachi appreciation post rn so naturally i have to get a rant out of my system...people really try to glorify child soldier itachi committing genocide on his own family on the orders of his corrupt military dictator leaders lol. btw what is ur itachi characterisation? we see so little of him that’s not an “act” or from sasuke’s eyes, getting a handle on him is so hard.))

damn this ask got long...sorry for spamming ur inbox 🥺 have a good day!

hello! and thank you! im happy my danzo analysis was one you enjoyed

i completely agree that there were wonderful points in naruto that were simply discarded for no viable reason and with the potential it had? crazy honestly same here i think it's why i love the show so much because the potential it had to properly address these issues was there and we almost got that through sasuke but then he was "corrected" by naruto and the main cast. the conflict is so half-assed, and it makes me think... why bring up these issues that mirror real life (genocide, slavery etc) but then.. not ever properly resolve it?

nagato's one does seem the most reasonable tbh although if i were to look at canon options, id lean towards sasuke's goal. i think the revolutionary ideas were made very violent and "extreme" on purpose to have clear villains in place. i dont think an actual revolution by sasuke would be so... i do think that the shinobi system cant be reformed, only destroyed. reforming means compromising with the same shinobi who were keeping the system in place eg the kages etc. naruto is resolved by saying if we all fight against hatred things will be okay but that doesnt address how the "hatred" is getting intensified by the system itself that promotes violence for the sake of your village and for economic gain.

fics for sasuke starting a revolution are... very hard to find. i have some good anti konoha ones that are sasuke centric like this and this . i think the second one is building up to a revolution and its really good. as for my chosen characterisation of itachi. well if we are thinking canon wise, i have a oneshot where its mostly in itachi's pov hejfadsjdj if youre curious that fic is how i see itachi. not canon wise i have some chosen characterisations of itachi that i find very fun like this

(i feel you. i hate seeing people glorify itachi's actions. you're free to like him, even i do, but the moment you begin to try and defend genocide, torturing your own brother and all that disturbing jingoism is where i draw the line. itachi being used as a political pawn for the elders is an explanation, not a defence. he still decided to do it.)

and dont be sorry i love receiving asks :)))) have a nice day <333

[bakubabes-tatakae]

A/N: So, we had a whole conversation in the discord that led to this oneshot coming out. We talked about how Pain’s piercings would feel as he went down on you. 🥴 So here it is for all of Tumblr to see. I hope you enjoy it. 😚

You’re In Trouble Now || {NSFW} Pain x Reader

AO3 Link

Word Count: 682

You watched as Pain’s figure lingered over you, his hands traveling over every inch of your body. As his face nestled against your neck his piercings were cold. Piercing riddled the man’s body and he used them to his advantage. He knew that just the feeling of the cool metal against your body made you absolutely feral. 

As his lips trailed along your skin you were already squirming underneath him. “Nagato, please.” He smiled into your neck as the sound of your words vibrated against his lips. “I can’t take it. You’ve been gone with the others so long, I’ve been waiting so long.”

“You know what begging does to me.” His lips trailed down your chest as he held your hands above your head. “I can’t let you have your way that easily.” Pain let go of your hand and let them fall to your panties. He rubbed his hand over them and laughed slightly. “Look at you, you’re soaked already.”

As his fingers started rubbing your clit you arched into his touch. Your hands fell into his orange hair, tugging at the ends of it as his face slowly made it’s way to your heat. His piercings grazed over your inner thighs as his tongue slowly made it’s way to your clit. His tongue piercing slowly rubbed against your clit as his tongue flicked against it. 

You threw your head back into the pillows under the stimulation of his touch. You slowly looked up at you. “You’re in trouble now darling.”

His hands reached up and squeezed your breasts as his tongue slid in and out of your entrance. You could barely control yourself as euphoria washed over your body. Your walls started to tighten around his tongue. His hand pushed down some on your abdomen to keep you still as your climax pulsed through you. With a slurp, Pain climbed back over you. “Just like a good girl.” 

He slowly pushed his pants down his legs, just past his knees. His erection touched your leg as he leaned forward to place a rough kiss on your lips. His hand pushing your panties to the side and helping guide his length to your dripping core. As his girth pushed your walls apart you let a seductive moan out, filling the room with your blissful sounds. 

As he thrust more and more his pace grew quick. He could barely contain himself as your walls closed around him, your second orgasm imminent. As his pace grew quicker he grasped onto your hips and his nails dug into your skin. You winced a little under the pain but after a second it was welcomed. 

The piercings that littered his cock rubbed against your spongy walls, sending even more pleasure coursing through your body. “I’m- I’m gonna come Nagato!” His piercings hitting just the right places as his cock slid eagerly in and out of you.

He roughly threw his lips to yours, talking into the kiss. “Go ahead, baby girl. Come for daddy.” 

As your cunt clenched around him his grunts were louder. His warm breath on your ear sent a shiver down your spine as he released inside of you, painting your walls with his white, hot seed. 

Pain collapsed next to you and let out a groan. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had as good a time as that. Hasn’t it?”

You looked beside you and smiled. “Yea, it’s been a while.” 

He reached over and placed a hand on your cheek. “I’m sorry I was away for so long. I should have never been gone as long as I was. It’ll never happen again.” He smiled lovingly. “I’m going to make sure that the next time I have to leave you go with me. Your training officially starts tomorrow.”

A nervous look painted your face now. “Naga-” 

He stopped you. “You’ll do fine. I promise.” He rolled over onto his stomach and watched you with motivated eyes. “You’re going to be trained by the best of the best. I think I’ll have Itachi train you along with me.”

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