#sasuke x female reader

[h8ani]

Sasuke Uchiha x Reader

Word Count - 4k

Warnings - smut, angry sex, public sex, fear of getting caught, hair pulling, angst, slight paranoia, kinda non-canon structures (its been a long time since i watched naruto tbh so disregard the village not being exactly how the anime is), oral - male receiving, face fucking, gagging, degradation, penetrative sex, fem!reader, choking, reader is described to be wearing a dress in this chapter, there’s a voyeur

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Part One → Part Two → Part Three → Part Four

It’s been a few days since the last time Sasuke was over. You’re used to the silence in between his visits; it’s become second nature to go days, even weeks, without seeing him, and the radio silence between each time he visits has become more common than the last. 

It doesn’t bother you. It does. You could really care less. Sasuke has been the only thing that’s been on your mind. You absolutely hate him. You feel…conflicted.

~~

Limbs tangled with one another, all you could hear were the heavy breaths that escaped both of your lips, your body rising and falling every time Sasuke took in a deep breath as you laid on top of him, his hands dancing along the skin of your back so featherlight it almost tickled. 

Neither of you had uttered a word, just basking in the feeling of touching the other’s skin; the warmth radiating off each other’s body heat brought a sense of familiarity that you couldn’t quite pinpoint just why you felt most comfortable in his arms. You mentally shook the thought away; there was no need to focus on that. Your mind had already cleared up from the sex fog he had put you under and had started to race with a million different things that you wanted to bring up to him. Why did he do what he did? When was he going to leave again? He’s going to leave right away, don’t be stupid. When were you going to see him again? Why did he leave in the first place? You wanted to bring up so much, but you couldn’t brush off this feeling that something was about to happen, as if the rainstorm you were caught up in earlier today was a warning of a disaster brewing and about to happen. 

“What’s wrong,” Sasuke spoke up, his words sounding more like a statement than a question. His eyes were trained on you, making your stomach involuntarily tighten with their intensity. He had been focusing on the multitude of expressions that had graced your face within the last minute; you were completely oblivious to his stare; somehow, he wanted to blame the sex for your lack of inattentiveness and not the fact that you may feel safe around him, no it couldn’t be that. Being distracted has nothing to do with him and everything to do with you being incompetent. Yeah, that’s it.  

Your eyes met his, and before he knew it, your eyes lit up, a small smile appeared, and a simple shake of the head erased any form of contemplation he had previously seen. “Nothing.” You quickly say, “Just thinking.” Bullshit

“About what?” He interjects, his hands that were once dancing lightly across your back were now holding your hips, gripping ever so slightly. 

“Just thinking, random thoughts, it doesn’t matter.” 

“If it doesn’t matter, then you can tell me.”

Huffing a sigh, you stare back at him, his emotionless pools of black not letting you get a read on him, yours: uncertainty. “You won’t answer me even if I ask.”

He raises and sits up, causing you to reposition yourself in an upright position as well; your eyes stay trained on him as his stare hardens, almost as if what you just said offended him somehow. His eyes glance into yours as if he needs to be wary now. “I’m not answering anything about why I’m back in the village or why I left.” He blurts out quickly, a scoff following soon after. “You know you can’t say anything about seeing me. Don’t go blabbing about it to any of your little friends, or I won’t be coming back.” His stare solidifies as your jaw drops ever so slightly; the hardened look he’s giving you makes your chest tighten, and your body rises in temperature. 

Sasuke sees your expression fall ever so slightly before you catch yourself and, in turn, sends the signature scowl he’s grown accustomed to back in his direction. Your eyes narrow while you sit up straighter, the discarded sheet on the bed now pulled tightly to your chest, and he curses at the way that made his stomach clench. He doesn’t care if you’re mad at him, but he can’t lie and say he didn’t want to ruin your two’s good momentum today. The sex was great, and he wanted to leave on what would be considered a good note for the both of you.

“I think you should go,” you say simply. You avert your glare and decide to stare at the wall instead, avoiding his eyes. “You know where the door is.” Ouch.

He rubs his face and sighs. “Look, you don’t get-”

“I don’t care, Sasuke. Like I said, it didn’t matter. So why don’t you just leave? I never saw you, and I’m not going to tell any of my “little friends.” 

You sigh and throw the blankets off you, quickly grabbing your clothes and slamming your bathroom door shut. 

Your throat tightened from the moment you got up, wanting to get away from him from the very moment he opened his stupid mouth. You take a slow, deep breath and let it out; the tightness in your throat drops to your stomach. Why would he even snap like that? What gives him the right to think he could speak like that to you? You miff another sigh out as the conflict in you bubbles up even more with the thoughts running rampant. How stupid could you be for thinking he actually could’ve been somewhat of a nice human being after today?

Your thoughts were quickly silenced by the sound of your front door opening and closing, the door shutting louder than necessary. Fucking asshole.

~~

You shake your head to rid yourself of your thoughts as you look at yourself in the mirror, you fix your hair and check over your outfit in the mirror, quickly doing a little 360 in your mirror. Everyone had decided that tonight was a good night to hang out and have some drinks as no one had any missions for tomorrow, so there was no need to worry about any impending hangovers. 

You changed into a nice dress that fell mid-thigh; it was form-fitting and casual enough that you didn’t overdress or underdress with it. You pulled your hair into a high ponytail and just enough makeup to cover any eye bags that were more prominent than usual, no less from your sleepless nights thinking about he-who-shall-not-be-named-or-thought-of. You looked yourself over in the mirror and smiled. You felt pretty tonight, and it was nice not constantly to be in work mode for once.

The stressors from work and the expectations you always got from everyone took a toll on your body more than you would have liked. You were expected to never make any mistakes and always be three steps ahead, and it was simply a lot. Was it fair? Probably not, but it was also what you got for being a perfectionist at such a young age. You gave everyone expectations where you could only rise instead of fall. If you fell, everyone would know, and you just couldn’t have that. 

You leave your apartment and make your way down to meet your friends. The air had a slight chill to it as the sun was finally setting, but something along with the chill was bothering you. You couldn’t brush off the feeling that someone was watching you. 

Your feet skid to a halt as you spin, eyes cascading along the rooftops of the buildings around you. Your breathing picks up as your heart begins beating, and you feel every thump as your anxiety spikes. You internally curse yourself for being so stupid as not to even bring a single shuriken with you. For god’s sake, you could’ve popped one in your purse just for safekeeping. The anxiety you feel is derived from being paranoid, and you have to remind yourself no one is watching you and that it’s just your own mind playing tricks on you. You take a deep breath as you hear a name call out to you; turning back around, you see Shikamaru and Choji waving you over. You speed walk over to them, swallowing down the feeling of someone’s eyes on you. Was Sasuke here again? You wouldn’t expect him to be over so soon after the fight you two had just days ago. He’s never over this soon after he leaves anyway. Usually, it takes weeks for him to come over, sometimes even months. Although his eyes being the ones you’ve felt had to have been it, there’s no other explanation.

~~

The buzz of the alcohol was finally settling in; once you got inside, you decided you needed a tiny little shot to calm your nerves and anxieties, then another once all your friends arrived and wanted to take a group shot, and now here you are ordering your third. You’re a lightweight, no shock about that, and feeling a bit dazed as you stare at the shot of alcohol sitting in front of you. You’re so zoned out, not even realizing the presence of someone taking the seat next to you at the bar table.

“You look nice tonight.” A familiar voice catches your ear, and you turn, seeing Shikamaru next to you. A sudden rush of heat hits you as you stare back at him. “Oh, T-Thank you.” You stutter out and mentally smack yourself. You divert your attention back to your shot glass, suddenly remembering how intriguing it was just two seconds ago. 

Suddenly, hearing the sound of glass scraping against the bar table, you look up and see a similar shot in Shikamaru’s hand. “Cheers?” He holds up his shot glass, waiting for you to do the same. A small chuckle leaves you as you hold yours up and clink your glass with his. “Cheers.” 

You knock back the shot, grimacing over the familiar burn down your throat and the fuzzy feeling deep in your stomach. You sigh and slump back against your seat as you look at Shikamaru. “You look nice too, I think I forgot to compliment you back.” 

He chuckles, “Thanks, I didn’t really know what to wear. I wanted to come in sweats and a hoodie, but Ino just about had a conniption when I mentioned that.”

“Oh, don’t lie, you didn’t even want to come to this.”

“And you did?”

“Well, you got me there, didn’t you?” 

Laughter fills the air around you two as you continue to talk about past missions, the latest drama you’ve heard around the village, and even as mundane as the midnight snacks you two have had, you were actually…enjoying yourself; the thought of Sasuke had been dissipated like the rain that had come and gone from the prior days. Listening to Shikamaru talk was something you found yourself rather enjoying. Still, maybe that’s just the alcohol in your veins talking. Yeah, that was definitely it. “So, what’s new with you?” Shikamaru asks, his eyes finding yours, and the sudden tightness is once again back, whether that being because the only thing that seems to be ‘new’ in your life was Sasuke and every little defiling and obscene moment between you two replayed again in your head or because you actually might be liking the attention Shikamaru is giving you the world will never know. 

“Ah, you know. Lots of training, lots of missions, lots of-”

“Staying in your apartment all day and night?”

You quirk an eyebrow up at him, lips slowly following suit. “Shikamaru Nara, are you stalking me?” An indiscernible giggle leaves your lips, which shocks not only you but also him. You can see the pink rising to his cheeks at your minor faux accusation; his eyes widen, and his hands immediately come up to defend himself. “No, I just hear Ino constantly nagging at me to hang out with her, that’s how I know. I don’t stand out of your window or anything like that. Do you know how much time and energy that takes? Do you know-”

“Shikamaru?” 

“What?”

“I was joking.”

“Oh.”

“You know, for someone with an IQ higher than a tree, you’re kinda dumb.”

“You know what…Shut up.”

~~

The air around you as you step outside drops a few degrees, causing you to shiver despite the multiple shots you had earlier. Glancing around, you notice how barren the pathways are and how barren the town seems. You glance back over your shoulder to see that Shikamaru is already on his way with his teammates, all drunk themselves, as you see them stumbling against each other. 

Your apartment isn’t far from where you are, so you, in turn, make your way down the path. Bad idea. The more you walk, the more you regret that last shot you took and every single life choice you seem to have made tonight because the line you had been walking in had slowly turned into a wave, making you plant your hand on the building beside you. “Just a little more, and I’m almost home.” You blow out a sigh before taking another step forward. Looking up, your body freezes as you see a rock fly past you and fall to the floor to your right. Your senses come to realize that someone is near as you stare at the rock. The alcohol has slowed your reflexes because you’re yanked backward, a scream bubbling up in your throat. Still, before you can release it, a hand is clasped over your mouth, and you get dragged in between the two buildings down the small alleyway.

You begin kicking back and screaming into the hand, fighting as you’re dragged back further into the small space between the two buildings, your front pressed against the wall and the chills finding their way back up your spine once you hear his voice. “How stupid could you be?” His voice is loud in your ear, hand still firm against your mouth, not allowing you to utter a word. “Walking home drunk is one thing, but what the fuck are you wearing?” He seethes. Your dress is already riding up higher on your thighs, just below your ass, due to being pressed between the wall and the man himself. It took all of one big gust of wind to blow it up or one perverted old man to ‘drop’ something of his to catch a look up your dress. The anger that welled up in his chest was undeniable as he pushed off of you and spun you around to slam you harder into the wall itself. Your eyes caught him scanning over you; his already dark eyes seemed even darker tonight. The dress you wore hugged every inch of you perfectly, and it drove him madder seeing it hiked up higher than intended, all thanks to him. One more inch, and he could see the little lace thong he knew you were wearing. He finds your eyes and tsks at the dumbfounded look you gave him; just how stupid were you? 

“Sasuke-”

“Shut up and get on your knees.” He cuts you off, hands gripping your arms and tugging you down until you plop down on your knees. The dirt underneath you digs uncomfortably into your skin. You look up, pupils dilated as you stare up at the ravenette. “Unless you want us to be caught, I suggest you not utter a single noise.” Without warning, Sasuke pushes two fingers past your lips and into your mouth, pumping the digits like they were his cock until they were soaked with your own spit. “I suggest you act right, given your circumstances.” He speaks, and your eyes narrow up at him; the urge to clamp your teeth on his fingers threatens to come to fruition, but you can’t ignore the subtle throb in between your legs. “Suck.” He says while pushing his fingers deeper and tugging his pants down with his other hand, pulling down the material along with his underwear, allowing his cock to spring out. You could feel yourself salivate just looking at him, wanting to trade his fingers for his cock against your better judgment. He presses his fingers down harder against your tongue, causing you to gag and choke on saliva; you can hear the snicker that comes from him as he watches you trying to quieten your coughing spout. 

His hand threads into your hair, messing up your almost perfect ponytail, the grip burning your scalp as he pulls you forward, knees dragging against the ground while the tip of his cock presses against your wet lips, his precum smearing across them in an almost erotic way that Sasuke doesn’t think he could last by just looking at you. 

You drop your jaw open while he pushes his cock past your lips, enveloping himself in the warmth that is your mouth. The grip on your hair grants you nothing but pain as his hips begin to move to their own rhythm, his cock hitting farther back than the last thrust. You try your best to breathe through your nose as he fucks your face to his liking; maybe if your mind weren’t so focused on Sasuke being here, cock down your throat and his eyes watching you so meticulously, you’d have the nerve to push back, make him slow down, maybe even explain why he knew you were out with your friends in the first place and not at home. 

Tugging you even tighter, Sasuke pushes your head until your nose is brushing against his stomach; your throat tightens as he effectively pushes each inch into your throat. “You feel me? Do you think that Shikamaru could ever stretch your throat out like I do? He might as well try something with you seeing how fucking drunk you were tonight.” His hips rock forward until his dick hits further back into your throat. You choke around him, drool effectually spilling past your lips and down your chin. 

Eyes squeezing shut, you sputter another cough, which turns into a gag around his length. A disapproving noise is heard from him as he pulls away, allowing you to take in deep breaths. As you open your eyes, you see him crouched down in front of you, a look one can only describe as displeasure. “How stupid could you be?” he says, slightly shaking his head before he speaks again. You’re supposed to be better than them.” 

“Better than-”

Crack!

“Naruto! You idiot!” You gasp as you hear the rest of your friends walking down and getting closer to the alleyway you were in. They must’ve just now left the bar you all were at; this isn’t good; you need to leave; they can’t see you like this. You pull farther away from Sasuke as you see them pass the opening between the two buildings, all of them stumbling and unknowingly passing you as they walk. 

Another tsk leaves his mouth as he shoves you forward; you catch yourself on your hands while grimacing at the sting that travels through the skin of your knees. You feel his hands positioning himself behind you, all while pushing your dress up to your hips and pulling your thong to the side. Suddenly feeling every bit of alcohol drain from your system, you become hyper-aware of what is really happening; you jolt forward, and before you can spin around to ask him what he thinks he’s doing, you’re yanked back by your hair, back arching to the point where you’re staring straight into his eyes. “Make sure to be quiet, or else everyone is going to see how much you love taking my cock.” A deep chuckle vibrates through him. “What would they think when seeing you on all fours in an alley? Perfect little (y/n) crying from how good my cock makes her feel; how would you ever live that down? You think Shikamaru would ever give you the slightest bit of attention after that?” 

Letting go of your hair, a knee between your thighs pushed them further apart while you balanced yourself on your hands. The itching feeling that someone could see or be watching from a distance burns brighter than the pain in your knees. The swollen tip of his cock prods your already glistening entrance; you bite down on your lip to stop any form of a whine from slipping out. You swallow down the nerves as his hand leaves your hair to slip around your throat; the silent plea that he wouldn’t make this difficult left the moment his hips slammed into yours, his hand tightening on your throat, restraining the scream that threatened to bubble out. He gave you no time to adjust, his hand leaving your throat and falling to your waist, fingers digging into your flesh so tight as he slammed into you that you knew bruises would be there by morning. 

You can’t help but glance up, fearing that any of your friends could leave the bar at any time and pass by, seeing you in the most compromising position you feel like you’ve been in. The subtle feeling that there’s a pair of eyes on the two of you grows larger while you scan around. No one has passed by the entrance, and this feeling could only be explained by you being scared of getting caught. 

Sasuke’s breathy grunts found your ears, and a pang of alarm shot right through you as he was the one making noise. The subtle sound of skin slapping skin makes you even more fearful. The coil in your stomach is already winding tight; the quieter you have to become, the more your pussy grips him. You clench around him, pussy squeezing for dear life. Your nails dig into the ground beneath you, knuckles turning white. 

“Oh, God…” You pant, dropping your head down between your shoulders. The sounds of everyone’s voices can be heard in the distance, and you try desperately to focus on anything other than the impending orgasm that’s slowly building up. 

Sasuke shifts, bringing his hand in between your legs and fingers quickly to find your clit, rubbing quick little circles. You bite down hard on your lip, the silvery taste of metallic dancing on your tongue from allowing the moan that threatened to escape. No, You won’t give him the satisfaction of making you cum, especially this fast. You grab his hand to stop his fingers and feel his hand that was once placed on your waist slide across your skin and reach back up to your throat, drawing your back flush to his chest, knees digging deeper into the gravel on the ground and seemingly reaching deeper within you, a desperate whine left your lips as your eyes faintly rolled back. “Stop me from making you cum, and I swear to god, you’re going to regret it.” He growls while tightening his grip on your throat and bringing his other hand back to your clit. His hips snapped into you even deeper while he assaulted your clit. You struggle to gasp as the coil in you snaps; your body shakes as you lean back into him more, pushing him even deeper that you swear you see stars. You spasmed as you dug your nails into the hand that held your throat while he continued to pound into you. 

He was chasing his own release, and the way he felt like you two would be caught at any moment spurred him on even more. He knew tonight was a lot, even on his standards of fucking you, but the way your pussy was fluttering around him, the deeper he got, and the rougher he became, he couldn’t stop. Your walls clenched around him, climax dragging out as your pleasure was heightened as he fucked into you; your name tumbled off of his lips before he bit into your shoulder, muffling the sinful moan he released as he came. You both fell forward, barely catching yourselves before hitting the ground, with heavy breaths syncing with one another while you catch your wit on what you two just did. 

The feeling of someone watching you never did go away. 

The angry pair of eyes attached to the redhead at the back end of the alleyway never left you two, either. 

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[soapssuds]

Sasuke x Hyuga ! Fem ! Reader, first meetings give off certain first impressions.

Warnings | "y/n" will be used, last name will be hyuga, eyes will be described to be white/lavender (since she is a hyuga and will have the byakugan), other appearances will not be described (but she will be roughly the same height as Sasuke), grammatical errors, etc.

Seven year old, Sasuke Uchiha, could only furrow his brow when he was partnered up with a girl for a project.

But much to his surprise, when she sat next to him, she didn't start fawning over him like the rest of the girls in the class would Which made him both happy and worried at the same time.

Maybe she is trying to make herself look cool to get my attention?

He decided not to dwell on the thought further.

"So I was thinking we could focus our project over last week's lesson over the shuriken. What do you think?"

It baffled him even more so when she didn't stutter over her words, bat her eyelashes, or even blush in his direction. She simply started talking about the project.

"Uhh, yeah. That's fine with me."

He watched as she pulled out her notes from her bag from last week and how she gently laid them out in front of them both. They were detailed, alright. Easy to follow, too.

And then she finally looked at him and smiled. His eyes couldn't help but stare into her white irises, hints of lavender etching within them.

"I'm y/n, by the way. I'm happy to be working with you!"

She held out her hand, to which he decided to ignore, "whatever, let's just get this project over with."

He was sure she was just acting this way to get on his good side, and he definitely wasn't having it.

[icameheretoreadstuff]

POV: wishing this happened between you.

You sat curled up into his couch as you tried to watch the movie but you couldn’t help but to slowly look over to him and study his gorgous face. He was so dreamy, you felt like you were melting when he looked into your eyes.

Everything he said to you was so charming it made your heart swoon, when he called you pretty your heart sang, when he called you babe your heart melted.

He slowly looked over to you and for a moment you locked eyes, you could feel your heart melt when he smiled.. the smile you wanted to be able to see everyday, your cheeks burned as you quickly looked back at the movie smiling, hiding it behind your hand, feeling your heart burn.

You could feel your heartbeat loud in your chest, you slowly exhaled as you sat closer to him. You looked up into his beautiful eyes and melted, he slowly cupped your cheek, stroked it slowly.

His dreamy eyes were staring back at you, you wanted to just tell him please let me see you smile everyday. You felt overwhelmed and overjoyed at the feeling of him being here next to you, so close to you that you could smell his perfume. You swear you could actually cry, you want him so badly..

[ninibeingdelulu]

Cute things he do as your boyfriend

He's a total sweetheart behind that brooding exterior, always finding little ways to shower you with affection even amongst his buddies.

Like how his large, calloused palm will drift up to tenderly ruffle your hair whenever you sidle up beside him. You adore nuzzling into that comforting touch while he tries fighting off the edges of a dopey grin.

Or when you're all piled together chatting and he senses your skirt riding dangerously high. Rather than making a big fuss, he simply angles his body to block any view before smoothly tugging the fabric back into place with the barest ghosting of knuckles skimming along your thigh.

The second you mention feeling even the tiniest pang of hunger, he's springing into action - damn near hauling you bodily out the door if needed.

Next thing you know, you're cozied up in a comfy booth at your favorite low-key diner or parked in front of the glow of some charmingly hole-in-the-wall mom-and-pop joint's neon sign as he patiently waits to order whatever crazy pregnancy craving crosses your mind that day.

Every Friday without fail, he returns home from his deliveries with a fresh, beautifully arranged bouquet clutched behind his back. You squeal in delight as he shyly presents them, ducking his head in that bashful way whenever you pepper his flushed cheeks with grateful kisses.

He'll then sprawl across the sofa, pulling you down to nestle between his spread thighs as you gush about all the latest office gossip making the rounds.

Despite his feigned clueless guy act, he proves he was hanging on every breathless ramble by reciting back the tawdry details word-for-word with a mischievous smirk when you tease about his wandering attention.

And at the end of those idyllic evenings spent tucked up close simply basking in one another's presence, he always envelops you fully in that heavenly warm embrace you crave.

Those broad arms locked snugly around your waist from behind as he nuzzles against your nape, inhaling deep - like somehow your very scent provides the balm allowing his soul to finally unwind completely.

Only then does that last lingering muscle tension bleed out with a contented sigh rumbling past his lips.

"Just keep doing whatever magic this is, love..." His rasping whisper fans over your sensitized skin in the dim glow. "You, here, in my arms each night...that's the closest thing to real peace I've ever known."

cloud strife, megumi fushiguro, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, sasuke uchiwa, aki hayawaka, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki

[bomber-grl]

What being their crush is like

Pairing(s): Characters x Gn!Ninja!Reader (teammate)

Character(s): Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, Sasuke Uchiha

Naruto Uzumaki

An absolute fool for you

The only ways you could’ve caught this morons affections is by either being attractive or being kind to him back when you both first started out at the academy

Either way he’s absolutely smitten and so when he hears your name called out after his in class- he’s ecstatic that you’ll be on the same team

If you have a crush on someone else he’d be pretty bummed out but it won’t deter him

(He was especially motivated by sasuke and Sakura- it was just to get him away from them)

He’ll try to buy you ramen, flowers, honestly just anything to show you that he’s the most suitable suitor

Which couldn’t be further from the the truth (in the eyes of everyone else)

He’d be so open about liking you

Well, when he’s not around you

He’ll always talk about you and how wonderful you are- it’s so painfully obvious to any outsider looking in

And when someone brings up his more than obvious crush on you he’d flush and act as if they had gone mental

Like what

Also bonus points to you if you constantly back him up when he’s being teased and support his dream to be hokage

Literally +1000 points

Well a certain period of time passes and throughout said period he’s constantly flirting with you

How? Well he’s always complimenting your fighting/ jutsu and trying to ask you out on a date

If you are even slightly hesitant to respond

Like by a milisecond- then he’d rub the back of his head and laugh it off

Going on about how he was just joking and I don’t know what

Then one day you end up accepting

Which is funny because of the fact that he left a very traditional love note hidden somewhere he knew you’d fine

[insert you going home and finding it]

Literally not surprising to anyone and most people would assume that Naruto would confess boldly

But I disagree- he’d be pretty shy and uncertain despite his tendency to be reckless

If you accept or not will be up to you but the next time you see him he’s all awkward and stuff but still manages to try and play it off

It’s up to you to break the ice

Sakura Haruno

Again, Sakura likely started liking you because of your attractiveness

It was just a surface level crush until she saw that you had an actual good character

She’s so beyond happy that you’ll be on the same team, I’m not even exaggerating

You’re all in the same class and so as classmates you’re all bound to have crushes on the same people

That’s to say- a good amount of people also had a crush on you and the moment your name was announced alongside hers-

She just mentally imagined flipping them all and shoving it in their faces

Miss girl is honestly so sweet, she’s always trying to spend time with you and if you have any trouble with anything

E.g. ninjutsu, fighting, etc. she’ll always be there to help

Maybe a little too willing at times

Now, we all know that Ino and Sakura have had this rivalry and often banter

Well, all of a sudden (if Ino isn’t fighting over you) she’s probably making fun of you and being very loud about her opinion on you

It’s either that she thinks you and Sakura are a perfect match (negative) or that you’re terrible and not the best option (also negative)

Either way you’re catching strays

Sakura obviously gets riled up over this and tries to defend you no matter where or when

Which leads to you being there for Sakuras Chunin exams and experiencing the whole match

It’s an event that leads to character growth- but when she goes back she doesn’t expect you to be there waiting for her

She’s honestly flattered you’d wait for her and is mentally smug about it

When she flirts with you it’s honestly super obvious too

I can’t even deny that

Like at times she’d defend you and act as though you’re always right and idk what else (which is her odd way of flirting because she sort of stares)

And then sometimes she just opens up about private stuff around you during the quiet moments

Plus she also gifts you little trinkets- like flowers or something casual and small

Either way- when she confesses it’s probably spontaneous asf

Like you’re walking around at night and she gets this urge to just spill her guts

And she does

She’s basically like why the hell not be like Naruto

She’s super flushed and awaits your response right then and there

If you like her back and know it- that’s that

But if you tell her you need to time to figure it out then she’ll accept

Just know she’s lying awake at night wondering regretting it

Sasuke Uchiha

He acts super neutral towards you

Which wouldn’t be an obvious pointer that you’re his crush towards the average person but cmon

He’s sasuke

So ofc it’s obvious he has a crush on you

Honestly the only way I’d see him having a crush on you would be if you were close to him pre massacre and have been by his side since forever

(Unless you’re willing to wait the long game *cough*cough* slow burn)

He’d be pretty dependent on you while also being super independent

It’s honestly confusing sometimes

When it comes to the whole you being apart of his team, he doesn’t feel a particular way about it

(Or so he tells himself)

He’d try so hard to be nonchalant around you

Like not even joking

But if someone insults you or does something slightly disrespectful- he’s giving them the death glare

And then excuses it with just being annoyed by (more often than not) Naruto

Since he usually pokes fun at ppl and stuff

(If you didn’t know him before the academy and even if you did) He’d probably admire your skills and how smart you are

Like he’d watch you from afar and is honestly jealous and simultaneously sees you as a rival

Again, super confusing.

The most affection you’d get from him at this stage is his (once in a lifetime) compliment about your fighting or something

Then he’d walk away

You’re left standing there super confused while he walks away with a light blush dusting his cheeks

He ain’t fooling nobody

He obviously feels super weird about having a crush on you because of his whole mission on finding his brother and -

Yea.

So even though he does like you more than he’d want to admit- he would never confess

Not likely

Which is what you thought

Until you find out that Sasuke left the village and there’s no point in trying to go after him or anything at all really

It’s a betrayal to you and everyone else

It’s dark by the time you get home and enter your room

You pick up this thing Sasuke had given you- his excuse? It wasn’t worth his time and so he had given it to you

You didn’t care much for his excuse and just kept it on your dresser

Upon closer inspection you noticed a paper sticking out and obviously took it out

It was a letter- one could argue it was sasuke confessing

He went on about how he liked was ok being around you and the paper note wasn’t all that long

Just a few lines (if any)

There was a rip towards the bottom and you were left wondering what it would’ve said

Spoiler - it was Sasukes actual confession that he cowardly ripped off and threw into a body of water, hoping you’d never find it

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A/n: got a tad carried away

[zyvel-writez]

Rivals to Lovers

Sasuke Uchiha x F! Reader

Sasuke Uchiha was used to being the best at everything. He excelled in academics, sports, and was the most popular guy in school. Despite his aloof demeanor, he had a horde of fan girls who worshipped the ground he walked on. Among them were Sakura, Ino, and Karin, who competed fiercely for his attention.

Y/N, on the other hand, was different. Shy, innocent, and with a unique taste in men, she was nothing like the other girls. She lived a normal life and preferred to stay out of the spotlight. Yet, she was the only one who ever came close to beating Sasuke in academics. This made them fierce rivals, always competing to see who would come out on top.

Sasuke couldn't help but admire her determination and intellect. Unlike his fan girls, Y/N didn't fawn over him. She treated him like any other classmate, which intrigued him. Over time, his admiration for her grew, but he kept his feelings to himself.

One afternoon, as Sasuke was about to leave the school, he heard voices coming from around the corner. Recognizing the harsh tones of Sakura, Ino, and Karin, he decided to investigate. To his dismay, he saw Y/N cornered by the trio, their jealousy palpable.

"You think you're so special just because you get good grades?" Sakura sneered.

"Yeah, you're nothing compared to us," Ino added, crossing her arms.

Karin smirked. "Stay away from Sasuke, got it?"

Y/N, trying to maintain her composure, looked down, her hands trembling slightly. Just as Sakura reached out to push her, Sasuke stepped in.

"That's enough," he said coldly, his dark eyes narrowing at the girls.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura exclaimed, trying to hide her surprise.

"You're all so pathetic," Sasuke continued, his tone icy. "Bullying someone just because you're jealous? It's disgusting."

The trio looked at each other, their confidence faltering under Sasuke's glare. Without another word, they turned and fled, leaving Sasuke and Y/N alone.

"Are you okay?" Sasuke asked, his voice softening as he turned to Y/N.

Y/N nodded, still a bit shaken. "Thank you, Sasuke."

"Don't mention it," he replied, his usual stoic expression breaking into a small, rare smile. "How about we get out of here? I know a great ramen place nearby."

Surprised but grateful, Y/N agreed. They walked together to the ramen restaurant, the atmosphere between them gradually becoming more relaxed. As they chatted over steaming bowls of ramen, they discovered they had more in common than they thought. Their conversation flowed naturally, filled with laughter and mutual respect.

For the first time, Sasuke found himself truly enjoying someone's company. Y/N's genuine personality and different outlook on life fascinated him. Y/N, on her part, saw a side of Sasuke she had never seen before—kind, protective, and surprisingly warm.

By the end of the evening, it was clear that something had changed between them. Their rivalry had transformed into something deeper, something neither of them had expected.

As they walked back, Sasuke took Y/N's hand in his, a gesture that felt both new and right. "Let's do this again sometime," he said, his eyes meeting hers with a sincerity that made her heart skip a beat.

"I'd like that," Y/N replied, her smile lighting up the night.

And so, what started as a rivalry blossomed into a relationship built on mutual admiration and respect, proving that sometimes, the best things come from the most unexpected places.

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I hope you enjoyed the story! Let me know if there's anything else you'd like to add or change.

[jesi555]

so my plans for kinktober are really half assed cuz I HAVE EXAMS ew.

but heres a poll for what i should post for the 4 weeks of october (yes only 4 fics sadly but issok.) out of these options; i will make a fic for the top 4 !!

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Naruto Uzumaki X afab!Reader X Sasuke Uchiha

Synopsis: As the school bell rings for lunch break, MC finds herself caught between the playful banter and rivalry of her childhood friends, Naruto and Sasuke, but tensions rise as both boys assert their claim over her.

Word Count: 759

'Just a few minutes until lunch break...'

"Okay, class! Next week will be the passing of your group project, be sure to come prepared and have everything done." Iruka-sensei told us. I sighed, staring at the wall clock located in front, just above the board.

And as on cue, the bell rang.

"That's all, class dismissed."

I lazily fixed my things then exited the room. I walked through the crowded hallway, greeting acquaintances on the way. When I arrived at my locker, a certain blonde and raven haired boys came in view.

"Hi, [Name]-chan!" Naruto-kun greeted, flashing me a cheeky smile.

"Hey, Naruto-kun, Sasuke-kun." I greeted back with a small wave of my hand, glancing at the Uzumaki then to Sasuke-un. The said Uchiha responded with a nod of his head.

"How's [worst subject]?" hearing that horrid subject made me cringed.

"Oh... awful, alright," I replied with a roll of my eyes, getting out my lunch and the needed things later on.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh," I nodded, closing my locker and turned to them. "How about you guys? How're your classes?"

"The same as usual, nothing special happened," Sasuke-kun replied then extended his arms to me. I gave him my things.

Being their only childhood female best friend, Sasuke-kun would help carry my stuff every time. Naruto-kun would do the same sometimes.

"How about you?" I turned to the blonde who I caught glaring at Sasuke-kun.

"Really hate Math." Naruto-kun grumbled and added a 'stupid Kakashi-sensei' under his breath.

I smiled then grabbed both of their arms. "Okay guys, let's get going."

We walked through the halls and ascended the stairs then soon arrived at our usual place, the rooftop. We really love going here (or maybe it was me?) because of the peace and serenity, compared at the cafeteria where you can always hear other students' constant yelling. Naruto-kun opened the door and let me enter first, followed by Sasuke-kun then himself.

"Ah~ It's so windy today," I breathe in the crisp summer breeze once I went my way towards the metal fence of the rooftop. My locks getting carried away by the wind, closing my eyes to feel it intensely.

"[Name]."

"Hm?" I turned around to face the ravenette only to be surprised when a small sushi was plopped inside my mouth. I blinked a few times before slowly chewing the food.

"How's it?" he asked, eyes very expectant of my answer.

Once fully chewed, I swallowed it down and my eyes filled with ecstasy. "Whoa! Delicious! It's like heaven!"

"Good, I'm glad you liked it." Sasuke-kun smiled then looked away. Though, I could see the visible pink tint on his cheeks.

"Okay! Let's eat!" Naruto-kun exclaimed then sat down on the ground just behind us.

"Okay," I agreed then sat down beside him.

Sasuke-kun sat net to me, so now I'm in between of them. Sasuke-kun set down my things and opened his lunch box, I also opened mine as well.

"your lunch looks yummy, [Name]-chan," Naruto-kun said beside me, eyeing my food like a hungry wolf.

I chuckled. "I made it."

"Really?" the Uchiha asked. I nodded.

"Here, taste it," I grabbed my chopsticks then grabbed a sushi from my lunch and fed the blonde who 'ahmp' in response.

I giggled at his cute reaction and felt someone poked my shoulder. I turned to see Sasuke-kun handing out an onigiri to me.

"Try it."

I obliged then took a bite. I savored each chew and looked at Sasuke-kun who smiled. I turned to Naruto-kun and he placed a dumpling in my mouth after swallowing the previous food.

"Here, it's more delicious than Sasuke's onigiri." Naruto-kun said then sent a glare pass me. I turned around and saw Sasuke-kun glaring back at the blonde. I blinked and glanced back and forth at them. I see sparks in between them, a sigh of rivalry.

I sighed silently.  'Well, this happens when two boys fight for a girl. And unfortunately, the girl who's stuck in between their rivalry is me.'

"[Name]-chan is mine!"

"[Name] is mine!"

[h8ani]

Sasuke Uchiha x Reader

Word Count - 3.3k

Warnings - fem!reader, slight overstimulation, fingering, oral (female receiving)

A/N - after months of having this in my notebook I finally finished it T.T I just wanna say thank you to everyone for liking part 1 & 2 of this and I hope you enjoy this just as much! I didn't expect to make multiple parts for this but I lowkey already have ideas for more parts if anyone is enjoying it enough to want more!

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Part One → Part Two → Part Three → Part Four

The door of your apartment slams as you trudge in, the sloshing of your shoes, soaked with the rain from the downpour that just drenched you outside. You dart for the couch, grabbing the closest pillow and quickly shoving your face into it and letting out a scream that would have alerted the neighbors in some way if it wasn’t muffled.

All day something has gone wrong, if it wasn’t one thing it was surely the next. It’s as if the gods above were playing games with you just to see how much you could handle before you undoubtedly snapped. 

Waking up late wouldn’t have been such a bother if it wasn’t for the meeting with the Hokage you had. You had a performance review about the latest mission you were just on and no shock to you, it brought up how bad of a screw-up you must’ve been because all that was said was everything you did wrong. You were reprimanded for that along with your tardiness to the meeting, on top of that you never ate breakfast because of the rush you were in. Deciding after the meeting ramen would be the perfect meal to drown in your sorrows and finally get something in your system, only to realize that being in such a rush you absentmindedly forgot your coin purse. Deciding to finally leave and go back home, Mother Nature wanted to make sure you got there quickly and started a downpour just for you. Being soaked from head to toe was something every girl just needed, and so, here you are. 

The frustration building inside of you makes every inch of your body feel like it might explode, tears threaten to spill past your bottom lashes and onto your cheeks but you refuse to cry and give in to the absolute shit show of a day you’ve endured. Your throat constricts while you take a deep breath, as you exhale the subtle sound of your doorknob twisting is heard, the door opens slightly, and before you can think your fingers fumble with your kunai, quickly throwing it and seeing it lodge into the wall next to the door. 

Sasuke walks in to stop as he sees you, glancing at the kunai and then back at you. His eyes scan your body, seeing you sopping wet with a puddle of water soaking your once dry carpet, you were frowning at him and your eyes were slightly red even as you blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. “Bad day?” He comes inside, locking the door once it's been shut. 

“Yeah, you could say that.” Your voice was small yet still croaked as you spoke. He nods, not saying anything more as he makes his way towards you, hands gripping your wrist and tugging you back towards your room. Immediately you start to pull your wrist back albeit weakly. “Not that kinda bad day.” 

“I figured as much.” He shrugs his jacket off and tosses it on your bed, if you had the energy you’d scoff at how he’s making it seem as if this was his room. 

“No I mean-”

“Can you shut up for a second?” He interjects while waving a hand in your direction, ignoring the glare you shoot at him as he walks to your bathroom. He disappears for a moment until you hear the shower turn on. Once again making himself feel at home. You open your mouth to call to him when he reappears, hand beckoning you over.

Against your better judgment, you move towards him, feet seemingly having a mind of their own, and follow him into your bathroom. The steam that was already filling the small bathroom gave you a warm hug of warmth, not realizing how cold you were from the rain. A content sigh leaves your lips accepting the new damp warmth you felt. 

“Wanna tell me what got you like this?” He asks while pulling his shirt off and dropping it at your feet. Confusion crosses your features as he continues to undress in front of you, the heat from the steam leaving and going straight to your face, you jerk your head away from him as you mumble a half ass answer about how it’s raining outside. You hear the rest of his clothes fall against the tile floor as he discards them all, quickly kicking them to the side so your wet ones don’t drip on his. 

“How are you not wet? The weather outside is awful.” You ask, head still turned away to not look at him, still unsure as to why he decided to strip. It’s not like you haven’t seen him but the close proximity and eye contact are still something you weren’t used to. 

“It’s called an umbrella, the clouds were dark, and it was obvious it was going to rain. You’d have to be blind to not see that.” You snap your head to glare at him which turned to sudden wide eyes as he was fully naked in front of you. Your eyes wander from his chest down to his toned stomach and venture further until- “Eyes up here.” He smirks when he sees the flush of your face. 

“Why am I even in here?” 

“We’re going to shower, you need to relax.”

“I- we- huh?” You stutter out, the gears in your head coming to a halt while you look at him as if a second head grew out of his neck. Sasuke rolls his eyes and slips his fingers under the bottom of your top and tugs it off and over your head, it drops to the floor with a loud splat sound from the rainwater soaked in it. 

“I said you needed to relax, now shut up, stop asking questions, and take your pants off.”

“God you’re such a-”

“Yeah whatever, just hurry up before the hot water runs out.” 

Once again, against your better judgment, you listen to him, your clothes are off and discarded with your shirt, a small pool of water creating around it. Soon you’re stepping into your shower first, the heat of the water relaxing your sore and aching body and warming you up in an instant. You audibly sigh and allow your eyes to close just feeling the water beat and fall down your chest like a steady stream. 

Sasuke is soon after you, hands finding a place on your waist, the subtle squeeze making your body freeze up as if the water had turned frigid. “Relax, Jesus it’s just me.” Sasuke says, you can feel the huff of his breath on the back of your neck which does nothing to calm you down. 

Relax? It’s just me? That’s exactly the reason why you couldn’t, the sole fact that if you two weren’t fucking then what was the point of being here? What was the point of this? This was too nice for him, too intimate. 

His hands slide from your waist up to your shoulders and feel his thumbs press down and slowly rub, easily bringing you back from your thoughts. “You’re tense.”

“When am I not?” You joke, amusement evident as it was so obvious you’ve never been a relaxed person. The expectations are always so high for you even from such a young age, even now with so many responsibilities on your plate the urge to sleep and ignore it all is so heavy. 

Sasuke doesn’t respond, thumbs pushing down deeper into your muscles massaging out all of the tenseness you have. You lean back against his chest, eyes shutting once again and letting a sigh escape your lips. His hands go down your back keeping the pressure to work out the rest of your body. “Fuck..” You whimper.

“There we go..” His fingers dig into your lower back finding the place where you melt into him, you lean your head back against his shoulder and sigh contentedly. 

“Thank you for this.” You say quietly, barely heard over the stream of water coming from your shower head. It was a soft moment, both of you two never uttering anything other than foul comments to one another, always making sure the next word hurt more than the last, yet here you were; eyes closed and guard down against the chest of someone you couldn’t stand to look at when you were kids. 

“Shut up.” His chest rises as he scoffs before dipping down to kiss your shoulder. “You looked a mess when I got here.” 

Ignoring his comment, you bend forward to turn the heat up higher, you soon turn around to face him, his hair is damp and his cheeks are flushed from the steamy air. He didn’t have his signature grimace that always laid upon his face, being this close where the tension wasn’t filled with anger was…different. 

His hands made their way back to your waist, squeezing the soft plush of your skin. The air; although thick with vapor, was brittle as a crisp autumn leaf, so fragile it could break if you breathed, and if it didn't snap you felt like you just might. Neither of you speaks, you fumble with your fingers, unsure if you should lay them on him as he has his on you. 

Almost as if he could hear your thoughts, his hand slid to the back of your neck tugging you closer, a quiet “Come here.” leaving his lips before he was on yours. 

Unknowing if it’s because of the intimacy of being in the shower together and the vulnerability it gave off, but the kiss emitted every little bit of exposure you felt. His hands held onto you tightly while yours lay upon his chest. Collectively, a sigh left you both; unspoken words left between you both and died on each other's tongue.

~~ 

You feel the cool sheets against your warm skin as you plop yourself on your bed, the fluffy pajama bottoms you now have on bringing an added level of cozy you oh so needed to your day. You finally felt relaxed; cold, damp clothes soon forgotten as well as the ravenette who stood behind you. Your mind was mulled over with the sudden leisure that you couldn’t stop the squeal that escaped you when Sasuke’s cold hand wrapped around your ankle and pulled you down the length of your bed. You turn to look at him when his lips come crashing into your own, soft lips pressing hard while you melt into his touch, kissing Sasuke has started to feel familiar, a comfort in kissing his lips and knowing how the other works. 

One of his hands comes up to take place at your throat, slightly squeezing to elicit a small whimper from you. Just like you feeling familiarity in his lips he feels the same in knowing just how you’d react, feeling just as if he knows a part of you. His hand slips to the back of your neck pulling you closer, tongue slipping in and claiming your mouth for his own. His kisses become hungrier, more passionate. Fingers tilting your chin up so your throat is now exposed, he leaves wet open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and descends further down your neck. You become putty to his mouth as he finds your sweet spot, another whine leaves your lips only igniting him further.

His hands leave your neck and grip onto your waist pulling you to him and grinding your hips into his erection. Every whine and whimper that leaves your mouth sends every impulse in him into overdrive. “Still having a bad day?” He breathes out, lips ghosting over the sensitive mark he just created.

“It could be better.” You giggle, legs instinctively pulling him even closer to your clothed core. He smirks against the skin of your neck while hooking his fingers into the waistband of your pajama bottoms, you lift your hips allowing him to tug them off. He shifts himself down until he’s on his knees at the foot of your bed, he tugs you down to the edge of your bed until he’s at eye level with your already glistening core. Strong hands push your thighs until they’re pressed against your chest, a low growl reverberating in his chest. You’re this wet just from a few simple kisses, how pathetic. 

His head dips down and licks through your slick, lips attaching to your clit and sucking causing your hips to buck in his mouth. He chuckles, the vibration pulsing your entire lower half as your hand shoots to his still-damp hair, your fingers thread and slightly tug while he circles his tongue. A quiet moan leaves your lips causing his eyes to shoot up and look at you, he sees your eyes closed; his tongue relieving you of all your stressors from the day. The small whimpers you let out only make his gaze darker, hungrier for you. 

“I know you can be louder than that.” He says as he pulls back. Finally, you look down at him and see his black eyes boring into you, he sees your eyes glossy and lips slightly parted, he hasn’t even made you cum yet and you’re already like this, but that doesn’t stop the pout that forms on your face. Your hand tightens its grip on his hair and tugs his face closer to your heat. 

“Keep going-”

“Be louder, I want to hear you.” His words are demanding, making you jut your lip out in a pout once more. “Be louder or I’ll leave.” You huff a breath and look away from him only to feel a quick slap to your thigh causing you to yelp and snap your head right back to him. No words being said between the both of you but you know it was a threat. His head dips back down sinking further as he keeps his eyes trained on yours while running his tongue through your slick core, his thumb putting just the right amount of pressure to evoke a slurry of curse words from your mouth. Your hips move and grind against his tongue, your hand tugging roughly at his hair causing him to groan into you. Thumb now leaves your clit and quickly replaces it with his mouth, his skillful tongue circling and flicking, having you clench down on nothing. Your whimpers turn to moans and now his name is the only thing you’re able to say. 

You orgasm without warning, fingers tightening even more in his locks while your thighs trap him. A choked-out moan is heard loudly in his ears, another groan vibrates your body as he laps up all of your juices, his skillful tongue sending shivers up your spine as he doesn’t pull away while you ride your high. 

Once the oversensitivity set in you squirm in his grip, legs planting down to try and push away from him but his arms quickly hook under your thighs and spread you wider for him, giving him even more access to your pussy. His lips suck harshly around your clit extracting a high pitch squeal from you. “Sasuke!” Your once woven fingers in his hair were now pushing him away, the oversensitivity having tears prick your waterline, it was beginning to feel too much, too much pleasure building up right after you just came. 

Sasuke was eating you like he was starved, the lewd and wet sounds coming from where his mouth connected with your pussy were all that could be heard. The coil in your stomach begins to tighten again and your legs tremble, a silent indicator you were so close only minutes after your first orgasm. 

As if he could read your mind and body so easily, Sasuke pushes two fingers in and pumps them at a quick pace, curling them as he does so. You’re shaking, his fingers hitting your g-spot again and again and again-

Your eyes roll back while you cum, your body tensing up and your head being thrown and pressed back into your mattress as you moan loudly. Once your body loosens up and legs go limp he finally pulls away. 

The bed dips down as he climbs up your body, a cheeky smile plastered on his face when he sees the fucked out look on yours, a sense of pride filling his chest up to know he got you like this just from his tongue alone. Your eyes settled on his, trailing down to see his lips and chin coated in your slick. 

Your chest rises with heavy breaths, eyes weary as you slowly blink up at him, the subtle tint of your face changing when catching his own eyes already looking down at yours. 

His eyes scan your face, seeing how you divert your own away from him while trying to regain your breath. It’s funny, he did all the work and you’re the one out of breath. Sasuke fits himself more comfortably in between your legs, laying more of his weight on you as you both just relax in silence. 

He can’t help but look at you in a different light, when he first came over months ago he didn’t know what got ahold of him. He was the last person you wanted to see and vice versa, but that didn’t stop him from barging in, he was always watching the village in one way or another, whether it was from word of mouth by someone or when he could sneak away, somehow whenever the latter happened you were always one of the first people he happened to catch sight of. 

It was annoying. 

He felt the irritation run up his neck when he saw you, the way you’d walk almost as if your nose was in the air, thinking you were better than him, better than everyone around you. Just seeing you from a distance he couldn’t stand, it’s like the same little girl he remembered back then was still in his head, glaring at him and calling him all the insults under the sun whenever he jabbed at you, but when he finally saw you he couldn’t help but be a little happy to see that same signature scowl that appeared on your face. 

That first night he didn’t even come to fuck you, that was the last thing that he would have thought would happen, but when push literally came to shove against that damn wall his body took over, all the pent-up frustrations between you two over the years hitting the breaking point. 

He can’t lie and say nothing has changed since he started coming over more frequently. He wasn’t supposed to be sneaking back into the village, he wasn’t meant to be seeing you so much, having moments like this. It’s easier to say he doesn’t give a damn about you, that it’s just the sex that keeps bringing him back, but when he does something so out of character as he did today he can’t help but feel like he should’ve just fucked you and left; pushed your bad day to the side, ignore your borderline broken figure and used you to his liking. He’s no nurturer, far from it yet he still worked your sore muscles out and had you cum till you were dizzy. 

“This won’t happen again.” He thinks to himself. He can’t come back, he won’t. This will be the last time you see him and he sees you. The last time he feels your soft skin against him, fingers dancing across his back and playing with the hair while you both calm down. The last time you see his eyes staring back at you, different emotions each time and never knowing which one it is. 

He’s convinced himself of it, never again.

But when you bat your pretty little eyes like you’re doing right now he can’t help but mentally curse himself as he finds himself leaning down to press his lips against yours. 

He knows he’s going to come back.

He knows it and he can’t help but hate you for it. 

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[soapssuds]

Weapon of the Leaf, Sasuke x Female ! Reader / Naruto x Female ! Reader

Sasuke watched silently in the distance as a young woman pushed herself to her limit in her training. He was nineteen years old and so was she.

The woman in question was y/n l/n. A strong kunoichi of the Leaf Village. At the mere age of seven she was already going on S-ranked missions. So, in Sasuke's eyes, she was pretty much overpowered. Especially when they were both twelve and he first met her at the chunin exams where she was one of the examiners.

It wasn't until he joined Orochimaru and left the Leaf Village that he learned that she was a weapon. She was practically born to serve the Leaf.

But in his time of wanting strength and needing to kill Itachi, he had chose to ignore her.

Though, during his aging up to sixteen, he found that he thought a lot about her. Especially when he didn't see her during the war.

He quickly found that she was kept at the Leaf and told to keep the village safe. And he wondered, from time to time, if she stayed in the Leaf because she wanted to or if she was ordered to. He would find that it was the latter of the two.

She never left the village, was born to always serve the village as some weapon. A tool. And she never once experienced what true happiness was.

He knew he didn't deserve to show her what that word meant.

But .. maybe, they could experience happiness together.

Thought he highly doubted she would agree to such a thing. The never talked to one another. And Sasuke knew that his little crush was one sided. And yes .. at the mere age of seventeen, was when he realized he harbored feelings for the girl. Despite the fact that they don't know each other well. But he would like to get to know her.

Then,

Breaking out of his thoughts, he managed to dodge two kunai aimed for his eyes just in the nick of time. His right cheek, however, still suffered from a scratch. She must have infused chakra within the blades in hopes of still cutting me. Well, she succeeded.

"Show yourself."

Her voice was cold, calculated. She was prepared to kill him if need be.

Jumping from his spot in the tree, he landed a few feet away from her.

"Oh...," she muttered, "apologies Sasuke Uchiha. I didn't realize that was you. Your chakra is different nowadays."

"..no, I'm ..sorry. I interrupted your training."

She shook her head as she fully turned towards him, "it's alright. I was lost in thought and wasn't really trying anyway. Now, was there something you came to tell me? Is there an enemy in the Leaf perhaps? Or someone trying to attack?"

He could feel the corners of his lips twitch slightly, but he kept his smile from taking shape.

"No, I just wanted to come see you."

He stopped himself from saying anything else. Honestly, he really wasn't used to talking to someone like her. Usually Naruto and Sakura would do all the talking for him.

"Oh ... was there something on your mind then? I'm not good with advice, but I can still assist you if need be."

"There was actually," he said trailing off.

She sheathed her kunai. Her eyes solely focused on him which made his nerves spike. The feeling was unnatural and alien to him.

"Yes?"

"Can we talk over dinner?"

She quirked an eyebrow up, "sure... Ichiraku Ramen alright with you?"

That was another thing that Sasuke missed out on. During y/n's days of loneliness... Naruto was the one to become her first friend. So of course Ichiraku's would be her first choice.

"..yes."

She nodded as she tidied up her belongings before settling up beside him, "then let's go. Best to get to the place before it closes."

Their run was silent and when they jumped from roof to roof, he couldn't help but to give her a sideways glance.

She was pretty.

That was the only thought that could come to mind.

"Sasuke?"

He was brought out of his thoughts once again as she was looking back at him. She had already taken a seat in the middle of the Ichiraku stand. He was quick to follow after, but he made sure to sit on her left so that he wouldn't accidentally spill anything on her due to his missing left arm.

"So," she started after they ordered, "what's on your mind?"

He gave her a sideways glance, his eyes softening a tad bit as he got to look at her without anyone watching them. The old man too focused on making them their food.

"Y/n .. I was wondering .. how .. how are you doing?"

She tilted her head to the side, "what do you mean?"

"Well, .. I know that your life has been hard up to this point so, so I was just .. just wondering."

He was still trying to formulate as to how he was going to ask her out in the most discrete way possible. He wasn't one for making a scene.

"Ahh," she said, "yes.. that."

She thought for a moment as a sort of light smile danced across her lips, "lately. I've been doing great. Better than ever actually."

Sasuke felt his lips twitch again, but he still refused to smile. He wanted to keep his stoic expression and try to think of what to say next.

"Y/n, i-"

"Oh! Y/n! I was wondering where you were at! I checked at the training grounds but you weren't there."

Naruto had burst in without warning. His arms encircling around y/n like a life preserver as he laid his chin onto her shoulder. His lips lightly kissing her cheek as she smiled shyly at him, "sorry, Naruto. Sasuke wanted some advice, and I- I thought I could help him out and then meet up with you."

"Sasuke?"

As if finally noticing his presence, Naruto let go of his girlfriend and smiled brightly at his best friend who liked to think of as a brother.

"Oh! Sasuke! I didn't realize you were here! Did y/n end up helping you out?"

Sasuke finally smiled as he found himself closing his eyes and shaking his head. Of course Naruto would get to her first. He should have realized it sooner.

"I think I'll just ask her another time. For now, why don't you two enjoy yourselves."

"You sure, but what about your food," y/n inquired.

"...yes, and you and Naruto can have it."

He left without another word, leaving the couple to be confused by his actions.

He was happy that the weapon of the leaf was a weapon no longer.

He knew Naruto would make sure of that.

[dira333]

Fragments of anonymity - Sasuke Uchiha

part two to this, part three is here

When she had first gotten the fox mask, it felt like a punishment.

The fox was, is, a dichotomy to Konohagakure. They are afraid of him, they are proud of him. They want him gone, they don’t want him to leave. 

Surprisingly, her life felt like that too. 

She wanted to make her parents proud, she wanted to run away from the life ahead. 

She wanted to stay invisible, she wanted to be seen.

She wanted to make friends, she wanted to be left alone.

She wanted to stay Anbu, she wanted a simple life.

And now, sitting on a tree outside that tiny apartment, her life split apart even more.

She wanted to be inside, she wanted to stay far away. 

But with all things in life, she could either decide or let time decide for her.

And even though she felt fractured in a lot of things, she wouldn’t let anyone decide for her.

-

She had watched him closely because that was her job. And if anyone dared to ask why she was taking so thorough notes she reminded them that being thorough had gotten her this far and she wouldn’t stop just because the person on the other end of the calculation was her age. And very handsome.

No one needed to know what she felt when she recalled him laughing over ramen with Naruto. Or that she knew what his favorite food was just by the scrunch of his nose when he sat down to peer at the menu. 

She was the fox, thorough in her work, maybe not loved by many, but accepted by more.

And if she felt like she’d understood him better than most, it could be her secret.

-

Until he cut himself that night. 

She’d settled warily, dreading the night. 

He always had nightmares after sessions with Ibiki and even though he didn’t seem to remember them, it hurt to watch him cry out softly in his sleep, unable to help.

She’d been there before, at the point where frustration was so heavy, it settled over you like a blanket filled with stones.

And she remembered her apartment back then, empty and cold, with no friends she could call out to for that matter, and forbidden to speak about it with her parents.

It made her step into his apartment, resolute in her movements.

She wasn’t letting anyone or anything decide for her. She decided for herself that if he needed her, she’d be there for him.

And it was frustrating, too, how he had no problem undressing in the bathroom but held his emotions so close like he was afraid they could be taken from him.

It told of past abuse, of an environment she hadn’t experienced herself but heard about enough.

It made her hands gentler, her eyes softer, and her reluctance to leave him heavier.

When she set down to take notes of her shift, she’d stopped long enough for the ink to drip down and form ugly blotches, something so unheard of in her work that she had to start again.

The report reached her team lead slightly altered. She had seen other Shinobi bandage their hands without the help of an additional limb. He would have managed just fine had he not been so done with everything, so broken down to pieces.

There was no mention of his tears either. She wanted him to have that for himself, even if he didn’t know that.

-

Something shifted after that.

She was no longer split between the two things she wanted. She knew what she wanted. But she had to set rules for herself, had to make sure she used her head.

As the fox she was known to follow the rules, whether they were given to her or put up by herself. She had been called unyielding before and taken it as a compliment even when it hadn’t been meant as one.

Now she was struggling, fighting against the pull he had on her. If she was a compass, he’d be the north pole.

Five more days, she’d tell herself when she sat at the kitchen table at night, staring out the window.

Four more days, she’d tell herself when she dried his hair at night, scolding him softly even though they both knew he got drenched in mudd on purpose.

Three more days, she’d tell herself when she watched his mouth as he sipped the broth from the ramen bowl, watched his hand when he waved off Naruto who’d gotten too close for comfort again, watched the slope of his nose and the bow of his lips when he laughed softly at a joke his friend made.

Two more days, she whispered when he pulled her into bed, his body warm on the other side of the small mattress, her senses so aware of him it made her skin tingle.

One more day, she told herself when the Hokage pulled her from her shift unexpectedly, leaving him to train with Naruto in the woods.

-

“Sasuke’s hearing is tomorrow and I need your honest opinion. I won’t lie, the elders are still against him being reinstated but his peers are Clan heads now or at least second in command of their Clans and will most likely speak for him. But you’ve watched him the longest, your insights would be the most valuable.”

She stared back at him through her mask.

Back when he’d been Kakashi Hatake, he’d been Anbu as well, Yamoto had told her about that. He knew the rules. He was the Hokage.

He eyed her for a moment through one eye and while he looked lazy, she knew he was far from that.

“Nothing you’ll say will leave this room unless you want it to.” He paused for a moment. “But I think it would be best if you’d put your cards on the table.”

-

She didn’t clearly remember when it happened the first or the second time, but there’s a memory stuck in her brain she can recall it now as if it had happened yesterday, not more than ten years ago.

She’d been with her mother, clothed in a new dress she’d despised for its bright, clashing colors. They’d been on a market of some sort, her mother weaseling through the people, too focused on the things she needed to get to think about her.

But then she’d turned, and looked around, her mouth a thin line of dread as she called for her, her voice catching as she panicked.

She’d only been two steps behind her, so clearly visible in that awful dress, and had called out for her even, only to be invisible to a mother so intent on finding her.

Now she knew that the clashing colors had been the hopeless endeavor to make her more visible. But what could have been credited to sleep-deprived parents or maybe even a form of neglect, grew soon into a pattern that was hard to ignore.

If she so much as wished to disappear, no one noticed her.

Even her Chakra Signature seemed too weak to discern from a tree at some point, allowing her to trick lesser-trained Hyugas. 

It didn’t take long for Anbu to pick her from the Genin team she’d been in, the scrawny Jonin leading the team had barely been able to remember her name when she said goodbye.

That day she lost her name too. She was only the fox to her coworkers and had to dress in clashing colors on the days she was free, to make sure that her parents didn’t forget her by accident.

She was the Queen of Anonymity. 

She was in love with Sasuke Uchiha.

-

It hadn’t dawned on her what that meant until the Hokage pointed it out.

His name and face were so well known through the city, even Civilians knew him by sight. And those who didn’t know him by name surely noticed how attractive he was.

It didn’t matter if they loved or hated him, he was born with a giant red mark on his back in the form of an Uchiha symbol and by associating with him, she’d bear the same mark.

“They might ask you to leave Anbu.”

“I didn’t break any rules.”

“You lied on official reports.”

“You cannot prove that.” She countered only to watch the Hokage’s professionalism slip the tiniest bit, a little smile forming under his mask.

“I won’t lie.” He told her, “If I had known that this was going on, I would have pulled you from this mission immediately. But if he opened up to you, if he likes you the way you say he does, you have my blessing.”

He paused for a moment, a dark tone creeping into his voice as he leaned forward to speak up again.

“But if you hurt him…” The threat hung in the air like a cloud of poison, ready to rain down on anyone who dared to provoke it.

She smiled under her mask and slipped it off, bearing her teeth.

“I’d rather die than hurt him.” She declared.

-

“Only one more day,” she whispered into the soft skin of his shoulder as he held her that night. 

She needed to pull away, to adhere to her rules, but tomorrow would bring a change she wasn’t yet ready for, no matter how much she thought she’d be. 

“If you want to leave…” He whispered back, his hand warm on her back, “I’ll not hold you back.”

She knew that he meant it. She wasn’t bound to him by necessity. 

She was bound by the dichotomy of her own will.

She wanted to be with him, she wanted for everything to stay the same.

She wanted to be seen by him, she wanted to disappear.

But she’d decided long ago that she’d live her life deciding for herself whether she wanted both things or none at all.

“Sasuke,” she said, “I need to tell you some things about me.”

-

The fox is no longer the Queen of anonymity. 

But there are fragments of it left in her life.

Outside the village, the fox is just another mask, just another Shinobi and she guards that anonymity with her life. It would cost her life if she didn’t.

She doesn’t wear clashing colors anymore, the Uchiha symbol is already a stark contrast to whatever clothes she’s wearing. But it’s a fragment of her talent that there are days when people don’t notice her at all, where she pays her food unseen, and listens in to conversations she doesn’t belong to, with the Uchiha symbol a constant blaring reminder.

It makes her breathe easier when Ino walks past her without noticing her, and when Kiba looks around for Sasuke when he smells her, instead of remembering that she does, in fact, exist. 

She’s married a calm man, one that likes to stay at home and drink tea with her instead of hitting Ichirakus every other night and she’s thankful for the tranquility, the ease with which he helps her move from one life into the next.

-

She still has her set of rules, some she bends and some she breaks a little while others stay untouched and steady.

“Don’t even start.”

Sasuke doesn’t even try to hide the laugh that’s bubbling out of him when he steps into the kitchen, something more than water dripping out of his hair.

“I’m sorry?” It doesn’t help his case that he’s smiling as he speaks.

“I have a mission in two hours.”

“You don’t have to help me.” He reminds her, a cheeky grin splitting his face now. He knows her too well.

“When the day comes when I refuse to wash your hair, you can call Kakashi to come collect me.” She grumbles and moves to walk past him toward the bathroom, stopping for a moment to caress his stomach with the softest of touches. 

He smiles, his eyes fluttering close as he leans down to kiss her, his hair now dripping onto her.

There have been times when being by his side has been hard. Where she’d had to fight herself over what she truly wanted. 

But she’d take him every day over any fragment of anonymity.

She’d rather be by his side and have nothing than the Queen of anonymity.

[ninibeingdelulu]

It's too much ?

a/n: suggestiveness (a lot)

Your fingernails rake down the taut planes of his heaving back as his hips pin you deliciously to the mattress.

Swollen lips crash together in a messy tangle of heat and need drawing breathy whimpers from your very core with each sinful sweep of his tongue.

"Mmm..." Another desperate moan catches in your throat when he grinds down with purpose, coaxing delirious friction against that throbbing ache rapidly blooming between your thighs.

His name drips like melted sin from your kiss-swollen mouth in encouragement.

Before you can even register the movement, he suddenly wrenches away - chest heaving and his eyes wide with molten arousal.

You whine pitifully at the abrupt loss of contact until his forehead thumps against your shoulder accompanied by a strangled groan torn straight from his gut.

"Fuck..."

The singular expletive rasps out in an utterly wrecked breath fanning over your already feverish skin.

You can't bite back the husky giggle that bubbles up at how thoroughly ruined that typically stoic demeanor has become in mere moments.

"Aw...can't handle a few little kisses there, baby ?"

You tease with a breathy lilt, fingers ghosting back up to toy with the damp strands sticking to his nape.

"My lips must be very good to have you so hot and bothered already..."

His head shakes minutely against your collarbone before shifting enough to angle that scorching bedroom stare directly into your now hopelessly dazed one.

Those powerful hands instantly slide upwards to map every tantalizingly bare inch - practically searing your flesh in tingling trails.

"No...I can handle those just fine..."

He visibly shudders when you boldly arch up into his caressing palms with a teasing whimper for emphasis.

"It's the obscene little noises you keep making,...shit. You have no idea what those fucking sounds do to me..."

He punctuates that particular statement by sealing his mouth over yours once again with a possessive growl quickly swallowed between famished lips.

You smile victoriously into the fiery clash of tongues and roaming hands intent on reducing you both to puddles before morning's light.

cloud strife, zack fair, megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, suguru geto, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, yoichi isagi, michael kaiser, sasuke uchiwa, aki hayawaka, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, levi ackerman, eren jaeger

[msuchiha]

Baby Don't Cut! Itachi Uchiha X Depressed Reader.

Summery:- Your boyfriend had been noticing your weird behaviour lately so when he tried to talk to you about it he found out that you've been doing self-harm and he is gonna do everything to stop you from hurting yourself.

Warning:- Self harm, Depressions, comfort, ANGST with happy ending. (I was listening to song named ‘Baby don't cut’ and had idea of writing this.)

You turned off your tap as you washed the blood off from your hand. You didn't want to do any of these stupid stuff and you knew these were useless but life has been really hard for you lately and you just felt satisfied after cutting your wrist, the pain somehow ease your inner pain for a bit.

You shrieked when you heard your door bell ring, no one usually came to visit you these days so you weren't anyone to come right now.

Yoy quickly wore your hoodie even though it wasn't cold, you just wanted to hide the scars you have right now.

You rushed to the door and opened it, only to see you beloved boyfriend standing right infront of you with the gentle smile on his face.

“Itachi?” you raised a brow as the male let himself inside your house.

“Sorry, did i disturb you darling?” He asked making sure he wasn't causing you trouble, you shook your head.

“You never disturb me.” the male chuckled as you closed the door and started going toward him.

“What made you come here?” you asked knowing it's his work time.

Itachi does part time job along with his studies to help his family, it's not like he is broke, he just wants to do something for his family.

“I got off early, and I haven't been spending so much time with you, so i decided we could spend some time together.” Itachi genuinely replied.

“Ohh...” You responded, being lost in your thoughts.

Itachi noticed it and poked your head, you flinched slightly and came back to reality.

Seeing you flinch broke his heart, he didn't expect you to be scared of him so why did you flinch at him?

“Is something wrong?” he held your cheek with his hand and asked, you just shook your head but your eyes were telling something else.

He noticed you were trying to hide something, he held your wrist and lifted your sleeve up before you could stop him.

“Ouch!” You cried in pain, itachi's face turned blank as he sees your arm covered in several cuts.

“Why...?” was all he said. You looked down trying your hardest to hold back your tear.

“Well...life has been a little too hard with me these days and i just didn't knew what should i do...”

“How long has it been?” Itachi asked as soon as you replied.

“Maybe a week..?” you replied, he felt almost useless right now, his darling has been hurting herself for a week and he didn't even know about it? How could he call himself your boyfriend if he can't even help you when you're going through a hard time.

He softly caressed your scar as he buried his face on your neck, you could feel your shoulder getting wet and you knew he was crying.

“Why didn't you tell me earlier about this? We could have done something together to make you feel better...” Itachi whispered, loud enough for you to hear.

“I'm sorry...I just thought I'd disturb you, you've been b-” he put a finger between your lips.

“Shush, you're my first priority not my work, so if you ever feel like this again, you better tell me first ok?” he whispered in your ear and you nodded.

He started giving you a little packs on your neck which made you giggle.

“Promise me you won't hurt yourself again.” you smiled.

“I promise!”

[After few days]

After few days you started feeling better and you started smiling like you used to again.

Today you decided to go back to school after so many days, you have been skipping classes for so long now.

You held your books near your chest, a smile formed in your face when you saw your boyfriend's little text.

‘Best of luck ^^’

You walked through the corridor, still thinking about itachi.

You didn't know when you suddenly slipped your ankle and fell on the floor, everyone around you started laughing at you making your anxiety rise.

Tears formed in your once happy face again, it was all a lie, The happiness you were expecting in your life was a lie.

You quickly got up and ran toward the girls washroom with tears in your eyes.

You shut the door of washroom and took out your phone.

You searched for itachi's contact, and texted him.

‘Itachi, I love you so much, i love you with my body heart and soul to death.’

As soon as you sent this text to Itachi, you received his reply. Saying ‘I love you too’

Next you began to cry her heart out, you didn't care if people could hear you.

After crying for a while, you dumbed the school to go to your house.

You opened your apartment door as you arrived at your house.

After entering your apartment, you grabbed the kitchen knife and ran to the bathroom.

“I can't believe I'll break the promise so soon...” you started cutting your wrist again, the cut getting deeper and deeper. Soon blood was all over the floor and your vision also started to get blurry.

Itachi wasn't feeling very good since he received that text from you, he decided to take a half day off and went to your apartment to see how you were doing.

He knocked on your door only to find it open. He entered the apartment and heard the sound of water.

His eyes widened in shock, he rushed through the washroom without a second thought, only to see the bloody floor and and your unconscious body.

His heart felt like it has stopped working for a second as he walked toward your unconscious body.

He lifted you up in his arm and tears started forming in his eyes, why did you broke your promise? Why would you hurt yourself again? And why wouldn't you tell him about it?! He started asking all these questions to himself.

Without wasting any more time he called an ambulance.

As soon as you arrived to the hospital the doctor took you to the emergency room. Itachi was waiting out of your operation room holding his head on his palm, a lot of blood had been leaked from your body, and the doctor had said to him that it'll be hard to save you. But he still believed that you'd make it alive and you aren't cruel enough to leave him to suffer.

After couple of hours doctor came out of the emergency room and walked toward Itachi. Itachi stood up aggressively.

“Don't worry Mr. Uchiha, your girlfriend is in safe condition now. She's lucky to have a boyfriend like you...you just took her here in right time.” Itachi sighed in relief as he heard the doctor. “Thankyou so much doctor..” he thanked.

Few months passed since you got out of the hospital and you seem to be perfectly fine now, Itachi made sure to visit you everyday. He even bring his little brother to play with you some time knowing you both liked each other so much.

“Y/n Nee-san, let's play one more game after this!” the younger Uchiha cheered with a nintendo switch in his hand.

“Sure, I'd love to.” you smiled.

Itachi chuckled seeing you and his Little brother being so close and happy with each other.

After some rounds sasuke fell a sleep and Itachi placed him on your bed.

“I'm sorry for troubling you again, Sasuke just like you so much.” the older Uchiha apologiesed.

“It's really fine, i like playing with Sasuke, it's cute.” and Itachi knows it, that's why he brings his little brother with him so often now.

“What about we go out and eat some icecream since Sasuke is asleep?” Itachi asked, you jumped in excitement.

“Yay! I want a f/f one!!” you Chirped making Itachi chuckle.

“Sure, my love.”

The END.

[general--winter]

Hello 👋 can give cersh sasuke for fem reader headcanons please 🙏 😊

author's note: There's a typo, but I assume you meant crush! So I took this request and ran with it from a modern!AU point of view. I hope you enjoy!

rating: general (mentions of sasuke being a war veteran in modern life)

fandom: naruto modern!au

pairings: sasuke x fem!reader

word count: 520

warnings: canon-typical violence (even though it's a modern!au sasuke still lost his arm in a war)

summary: You try to win over a cold-hearted Sasuke at the office.

When Sasuke crushes on a girl, he bundles it up so tightly out of fear that his feelings will hurt him; this is what he has known his entire life. So when he meets you, well, you would think he’s incredibly rude. He purposely pushes you away emotionally, gives one line responses to anything you ask of him, and finds any excuse whatsoever to leave your presence. This has worked on the vast majority of people he’s wanted to keep out of his life, so why wouldn’t it work with you?

Your determination knows no bounds, unfortunately for prickly Sasuke. You would go out of your way to greet him and interact with him. Maybe you’re able to secure a position to work with him, just so that you two are forced to be together in a professional sense. Sasuke always declines invitations to post-work events and is only ever open to talking about his job. This all changes, however, when you finally break the ice covering his heart.

It was probably something small. Maybe you made sure a donut was left for him when someone got an order for the office. Or you brewed a coffee for him after lunch just the way he liked it. He would thank you, and your reaction of immense warmth would be enough to force him to let you into his life.

When you two worked together, he would still be silent, but displeasure or uncomfortableness no longer emanated from him. The word count of his answers would improve. Sasuke would share his favorite foods and snacks with you. You two would eat together, something that stuns the entire office. Everyone would be all over you, trying to figure out how you befriended Sasuke. The answer was not a satisfying one, just that he kind of started liking you one day.

I imagine Sasuke as a guy who is incredibly, but secretly, whipped for his girl. He will never ever tell anyone about what he feels, but once he opens up to someone and they don’t cause him pain, you have earned his dogged loyalty. He’ll even accept you offer to go for drinks one Friday after work, where you’ll get him a little tipsy and learn a lot about him. You never knew his favorite animals were eagles, after all. Or that he lost his arm in a war. Not drunk, though, he’s gotta make sure the girl he likes is safe at the bar.

After being sufficiently tipsy, I think that Sasuke’s inner emotions would come out. His state would shock you, you’ve never seen him so eager to laugh or pout before. When you two are alone, he would explain his actions to you. He pushed you away because he felt strongly about you from the start. In the past, he’d been hurt by people and didn’t want to get close to you. He would ask if you forgive him for being so rude at first when you were clearly not out to get him in any way. And, of course, if you wanted to go on a proper date.

[shenghuo-jiushi-shenghuo]

*makes a Naruto fanfic*

*puts female OC*

*puts male OC*

Everyone wants them to be together

*kills male OC*

This. is. a. Naruto. fanfic. It’s a sasuke/female Oc fanfic.

(Maybe, I still haven’t reached that part yet)

[owlsbride]

The City That Never Sleeps

After a long and weird fight in the outskirts of Konoha, Kakashi finds himself fighting for his life and his students’ s. But as usual, in Kakashi’s life the unexpected could happened and after facing a fear from the past, he has a decision to make. Burn the roots or safe his kids. Choosing is easy, even if everything tuns up in a big blast and in an alley in a city that doesn’t belong to them and it doesn’t seem very friendly. Would Kakashi and his beloved team 7 find somebody who could help? New York can be exiting, but will they be able to make it there?

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Chapter I and II up, in the one that we meet our original character Clementina.