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visionsofmagic · 7 months

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day 4: uchiha obito [mutual masturbation]

࿓ synopsis • you can’t deny the desire you have for obito and you want to show it.

―❦ nsfw, akatsuki member!obito, watching, voyeurism, pet names, humiliaton, day dreaming (kinda), masturbation, fingering, neck holding, cum eating, swearing, ordering, power play (a little), shinobi!reader, f!reader. • 1.9k • so fun to write this maniac yet broken man, love him soo much, much favorite character from naruto beside kakashi. enjoy! [kinktober m.]

he is a wanted former shinobi, a danger to all nations, and you’re just someone he knows from the past he can’t get his mind off.

it’s always like this; he leaves the others, the world behind the moment the sun disappears, and the shining stars lighten the sky up in the night of the hidden leaf. he comes here – comes to you. he knows you wait for him because the same circle of events happened for at least 2 years now. he stays behind the tree, behind your door’s windows yet gazes on inside, traveling on your body, watching every movement, and having a peaceful – even paradise, away from the cruel world behind him.

it’s simple – maybe it isn’t but he doesn’t care; he just likes to sit on a tree, and see the sight before him – you while cooking, reading, laughing at something you watch or read, playing with your hair, sometimes pouting – cute, he thinks, and he finds them enjoyable because it is you – the only person he sees entirely, he seeks and he misses.

however, this night isn’t simple, it’s complex – he realizes even before coming here, finding you sitting on the edge of your bed, the window is wide open, the wind of the hidden leaf flows into your room, a few things fly from here to there including your hair. you seem as if you don’t notice any of it – you don’t, he can say, after with the arrival of his presence, you only focus on him.

you don’t look, eyes still on the wall in front of you, hands between your thighs, the marks of heat you have are visible on your body that is lighted below the gleam of the moon.

obito isn’t blind, no, he has an eye to see clearly, even under the dark light of the night, even from that far. the vision helps him to witness the scene before him with magnificent quality and detail.

he isn’t dumb either – can be the most intelligent man in the whole world. you know it, you always tell him how smart he is, catching little details, especially when it comes to you. he remembers the moments you were surprised when he understood gestures even though you can’t realize what you’re doing, so when he comes here, he doesn’t waste a second time to gather enough knowledge about what is going on.

he leaves a deep chuckle under his mask, a hand stays on one of the branches of the tree he is sitting on, “what a silly girl,” he says, head tilting to the side when you close your eyes, opening them again, and taking a deep breath.

with the knowledge of what you will do next, he gets excited – only you can make him feel this kind of emotion with the rest of the others including lust. he doesn’t have to be smart to get the hints; his girl – he likes to call you that, sitting on the bed, a thin white night dress you chose to wear that shows your entire body underneath it – hardened nipples because of both the cold night and him are visible, exposed thighs clenching together, and a bottle of oil standing on the bed, beside you.

it isn’t surprising that you are naughty and horny, wanting to create a show only obito can witness to. you tried this before, maybe more innocent, but you did. however, obito can’t deny that this one is far more different than the previous ones. his rapid breaths prove him right and when you take another deep breath, he sees determination in your sparkling eyes, and it catches him off the ground when you suddenly change your position.

now you sit right in front of the open window – him. he can see you directly – not your side profile. if you look up, he knows your eyes will be in contact with each other.

you don’t anyway. your eyes focus on your thigh, opening them wider, slowly, you pick up the dress until your soaked pussy can be seen – he holds his voice low when he leaves a growl, hand grips the brunch tighter, head tilts forward to see it closer – “oh maker,” he says, “what a beautiful pussy!”

he knows you hear him because your cheeks begin to burn with redness, hands squeeze the fabric of your dress, eyes half-closed.

he waits for you to move on – to give him more – he’s needy; the desire to come into your room and have you under him right away is pleasing to the ear, however, he wants to wait, you prepared for him after all. he wants to see how far his good girl can go.

two fingers get inside your wet mouth, the tongue licks them from tip to toe – his cock twitch with lust; that wet fingers travel down to your pussy, standing on your folds and playing with them, slowly enough to drive him crazy.

he expects you to put your fingers inside that fleshy pussy of yours yet you have a different plan; your left-hand finds the thin strap of the dress as the other stays still, playing with the folds, earning low lewd sounds mixing with your rapid breaths.

taking off the straps from your shoulders, it falls into your abdomen in a smooth motion, hardened nipples and the cute flesh of your breasts are revealed, making obito’s hand find his clothed cock under the cloak of akatsuki. another growl goes out of his parted and dry lips, he licks them to feel wet as if his lips taste your pussy, kneeling down and eating it out.

somehow his mind goes all dizzy, taking functions of moving from his brain, filling it with you who starts to play with hardened nipples, squeezing them from time to time – low moans leave your opened mouth that obito wants to put his cock into – for another day, he thinks.

he needs to live this moment and enjoy it at the highest level.

after quite a foreplay with your breasts – squeezing, slapping, licking them, you have obito in a state of a needy man whose mind is full of lust, brown eye activates the sharingan because he never wants to forget, the cloak is long forgotten under his feet, cock is standing inside his palm, precum licking from it.

the fingers finally enter your pussy in one go, the head is thrown back, a scream can be heard, minds lose themselves, and sin remains behind.

it’s feels so wrong and so right at the same time; neither of you cares yet the feeling of it drives both of you mad. hunger for one to another rising up with a dangerous rate in sync with your fingers going and out of your now wetter pussy, lewd sounds filling the room travel inside to outside until it reaches the man who jerking himself off while reaching euphoria closer owing to the sight he watches; wide open legs, pussy clenching around the fingers that give pleasure – but he knows well that he is one of your ultimate pleasure givers by only staring at your nearly naked body, eyes blurry, mouth half-open, breasts bouncing in rhythm.

“fuck -!” he swears under his breath, close to the edge like you, hand getting faster. “pretty –“ he says louder, wanting it to reach your ears, and it does. “my pretty girl, go on, give me –“

nodding to him, you lower your head down so that you look at each other.

eye to eye, breath to breath, heart to heart – you see the red eye he has, taking your breath away, and an idea pops inside your mind when you can’t see the lower part of his body. you guess what he’s doing under there but you need to see it, so, you chuckle, teasing him, “oh, my greedy pretty boy, can’t handle watching me like this?” it is a question, indeed, but it doesn’t feel like it. “come closer,” you say, ass moves until you reach the middle of the bed, getting away from him to provoke him. it’s unfair that he can see your pussy yet you can’t see his cock. “please –“ you say, close to the edge, “ooohh, obito –!”

without any control of the body, he moves on his own with the help of eagerness, jumping to the window fast enough to make you rethink your plan once again. the idea vanishes into thin air when your eyes connect with him; standing with his glory, he sits on the edge of the window, the mask is still on but the eye – oh that hazardous eye that can end lives gives life to you now, hands stay on the thighs to show off his thick and long cock – and yes, you open your eyes wider when you see it, precum is all over it. you have to fight with the urge of kneeling down on the ground and taking it into your mouth, sucking it, licking it so that he can fuck you with all that wetness afterward –

“pretty,” he says after chuckling deeply, taking your mind all to himself – to his presence. “move your fingers,” he orders, sounds deep and sending chills down your spine. you wait no more, readjusting the fingers, going back to the rhythm and rate you had – the difference this time is that you witness how his hand rubbing his cock, up and down, giving a weakness to you that you merely have the power to continue.

want to make him cum, make a mess, wins – you get up on your knees, rising on the bed, three fingers giving you pleasure as you bounce below them, breasts bouncing, acting like it’s his cock you’re bouncing on – riding, you moan his name, “aggh -! o – oohh –obito! please,” you don’t know what you’re begging for, neither he is – maybe a bit yet you go on screaming his name, pleases wandering around the room, eyes look at his eye and his cock, a hand holding your breasts from time to time and a sin blooms in the night.

then, he says, “fucking cum.” and you do, your own cum dripping into your fingers – to the sheets, and his white semen flows into his long fingers, ending on the floor.

getting weak – exhausted, you sit down, hands on the bed, looking up, taking a sip of achievement because you drove him mad – too needy, too greedy – and ended up masturbating with you.

a smile appears on your face, he comes closer, and he tilts his head, pointing to your mouth, “open your mouth,” he sounds bossy, alerting you that if you don’t do what he tells you, you will end up in a situation that you face with real menace side of obito, so, you open your dry mouth due to all that moans, and he puts his fingers that full of semen into it. his free hand caresses your hand as you suck his fingers off, bitter taste of the semen that belongs to obito burns the throat – you want more. “my good girl, did that all for me? and even cleaning the mess she caused,” he chuckles, fingers roaming on the lips, hand now holding the neck, kneeling down closer, the eye sparkles – turning the room into the new setting of sin which will bloom sooner than you thought, “will take care of that wet pussy after I fuck this beautiful mouth of yours. will fill all holes with my cum to reward you for the show, my special whore.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina ! special thanks. 🎆

[tagging is open!]

#💦 kinktober 2023 first week #kinktober 2023 #day 4 #uchiha obito #naruto #uchiha obito x reader #uchiha obito x you #uchiha obito x y/n #uchiha obito x f!reader #naruto x reader #naruto smut #obito smut #💌 by me #purple #THE FIRST TIME BUT IT FELT SO GOOD TO WRITE FOR HIM THAT IT TOOK NEARLY 2 K EVEN THOUGH I TRIED TO HOLD IT SHORT #well I guess I can say that I have a thing for masked and menace fictional men #thanks for reading!!#obito x you #obito uchiha x reader

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deadpanwalking · 5 months

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do you have a favorite short story?

I feel like I cycle through the same three answers every time somebody asks me because, having inhaled them for 30 years, in multiple languages, I can tell you that there are at least a thousand short stories that have surpassed every threshold of excellence and defy quantification. If you actually asked me to choose between Munro and Gallant, I'd probably die like Burdian's Ass. Anyway, I forget which one I said last time, but stream Willa Cather's “Paul's Case”.

#when i tell you a thousand i'm not looking at a ketchup bottle & saying there are 57 card-carrying communists in the us government #i am looking at multiple bookshelves devoted to short fiction—and i don't hoard books #my partner and i are both monsters of reading—but that's exactly why we don't have the floor space to spare for books we don't love #if it's here it's because at least one of us can vouch for it #anyway i've said it before but i truly don't see the point in ranking art the way people rank prize hogs at a country fair #why not paul's case? why not return of chorb? why not the dead? why not lady with the dog?#anonymous #assbox

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shelleyduvallsfaerietaletheatre · 17 days

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Book log so far this year:

Fruiting Bodies, Kathryn Harlan ☆☆☆☆

The Bloody Chamber, Angela Carter ☆☆☆☆☆

The Girl and The Ghost, Hanna Alkaf ☆☆ & a half

currently: St Lucy's Home For Girls Raised By Wolves, Karen Russell (30%)

What have you all been reading??

#mutuals if you have any recs pls feel free to shoot #trying to get in at least 1 new read a month #i love short story anthologies and mainly like horror + scifi but am also looking to read more non-fiction #i wanted to like TGATG so much more but that took a uhhh unfortunate turn #author made some Choices :/#St Lucy's is a 3-ish star so far--hopefully the remaining stories will improve as they go #2024

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honestyikes · 8 days

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shocker, uh reads fan fiction!

bully me all you want, I choose happiness.

Read "the days after I wished for you" awhile back, yes I read fanfiction, yes I am an unloved, touch starved teenage girl. Re-reading this gave me random inspo to make art. Also surprise!! Art style change, for now. Anyways check out this fic, WARNING THOUGH it's a south park style fic, and aye, don't knock it til you try it. Obv. The characters are aged up, and there are some inappropriate moments(s s s sexual), but I like the fic so far, actually thats an understatement, I love this fic so much so far, so much so I might draw the other characters;)

Creator of amazing fic: @deleahtarte

Check the fic out:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44408530

☆☆☆

#south park fanart #south park au #south park aged up #fan fiction #Fan fiction inspired art #fanart #style sp #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #Stan is always sad like wtf cheer up buddy #Anywho 10/10 fic would recommend #artwork #art #Digital art #Why does stan have a butt chin?? BC I SAID HE DOES ARGUE W THE WALLLLLLLLL #STAN LOOKS SO SHORT IN THIS LMAOOO BUT IF YOU READ THE FIC THIS MF IS HUGE

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kosher-salt · 4 months

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A message I sent a once favorite author of mine (massive trigger warning for brief graphic descriptions of war crimes, violence, and crimes against women):

I've done a lot of (thesis) writing these last few weeks regarding the parallels exhibited through time and populations of extreme violence. Across cultures, humans resort to many of the same sickening tactics. Even when I take time to relax and read fiction, I am reminded (my fault, the book is essentially World War II with firebending).

As I read, I found myself affected likely much more than I would have had before October 7th and the months that followed. I went to the Author's socials to tell her I appreciated the length of gruesome detail she included in her book, because it too often isn't taught to people, but it's important to internalize. She even included some historical factual information about the Rape of Nanking in the back of the book, so readers could learn of the real event that inspired those chapters.

I'm not on IG much, so I don't always catch the moment someone has been radicalized. Her insta is partially devoted to Gaza. No mention of what led to this. A charity that does not, despite its claims, channel funds to Gazan children.

Idk I'm mad and thought I'd share.

#not a cadet anymore but you see its been a minute since that lad gifted me the book #i rarely have time to sit and read fiction because i just cant enjoy it in short bursts #so ive been reading it for like... a while #i read a lot of nonfiction though since you know... academia #israel #jumblr

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commanderfreddy · 9 months

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hey cool news - one of my short stories (Lady in Waiting) has been reprinted in a charity anthology! all proceeds go to the Trevor Project (and thanks to a generous parallel donation, us writers all got a token payment of US$40, which was great because we signed up to do charity for free lol)

Mirrors Reflecting Shadows is a multi-publisher project from Roi Fainéant, OUTCAST, and Anxiety Press(es) that collects 34 high-concept, high-octane, high-quality short stories from basically every genre you can shake a stick at, including personal essays.

many stories tackle LGBTQ+ themes directly while others deal with more abstract takes on love, rebirth, community and actualisation, and while nobody's required to self-ID i can tell you that most of us behind the scenes are part of the family one way or another

grab a print or epub edition here and let me know what you think!

i wanna know what stories everyone connected with (and which ones they didn't), what concepts you found compelling, what phrases got stuck in your brain, and what shit you just found fun to read 💕

#short fiction #the trevor project #lgbt books #queer reads #book launch #what the hell do people tag these things with #bookblr #? do we still say bookblr? i am so old #booktok #yeah put it on booktok lmao #short story #anthology #fred writes #fred says a thing #i like to make complete content warning lists for anthologies I'm in but i AM currently moving across the planet so that will have to come #much later (like september) im afraid #theres literally 34 stories in this thing though so I assure you there will be something up youre alley in here #theres something up every alley lmao my fairy tale lesbians are rubbing shoulders with coke dealers in this book and it rules

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metaphorfordeath · 6 months

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I'm pleased to finally share that my new short story "Anti-Psychotic" is now available to read in the Fall/Winter II issue of Diet Milk Magazine, which you can purchase here! I'm so happy that this story has found a home in such a great publication, please consider showing them your support and checking out all the other excellent pieces in this magazine.

#writing #short story #gothic fiction #also if anyone wants to read this story by itself but cant afford an issue of the mag please dm me and i will be happy to share it with you #but if you have ten bucks its really worth getting the issue its truly gorgeous

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spikekat · 7 months

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spike's horror rec list from the past ~year ish (i also have been doing. grad school. so its not a long list)

-The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw

-The Echo Wife by Sarah Gailey

-Just Like Home by Sarah Gailey

-How To Sell A Haunted House by Grady Hendrix

-The Design by China Mielville

-Don't Fear The Reaper by Stephen Graham Jones^1

^1 if you like Stephen Graham Jone's recent stuff, may i invite you to also read Growing Up Dead In Texas and/or Ledfeather ?

i also spent a long time this summer listening to short horror stories from the early 20th century and wow, okay, The King In Yellow (Robert Chambers) and The Willows (Algernon Blackwood) are. as good as everyone says. also have grown a fondness for clark ashton smith's bizarre and drippy necromancers.

#reading recs #please god please rec me nasty horror books god please #i need agonies or i wither #im about to start maevefly #also--im fucking mad about how difficult it is to find ahdiobooks of short stories by any of the PROLIFIC women horror writers #who were writing in the 1920s AND ALSO MORE RECENT???#IF YOU HAVE A BRAM STOKER AWARD YOUR PUBLISHER SHOULD BE MAKING YOUR SHORT FICTION COLLECTIONS SO ACCESSIBLE #MAKES ME MAD #I WANT TO READ THEM BUT ITS LIKE TRYING TO HUNT DOWN A DAMN SILVER DOLLAR

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