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artistofizuna · 7 months
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He can stick that arrow in my head for all I care, fucking love him so much
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belit0 · 6 months
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You are very busy lately I don't want to request but wanted to give my little ideas for writing I just had so many ideas whenever I read your blogs so here it is ( reader reading spicy books and him making her read it to him while doing it for indra )
💗💗 love your blogs keep it up
Thank you dear for your patience, here I am at last! I'm glad my writings give you ideas, that's always the goal.
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It's crude, dirty, humiliating in the best sense of the word. Leaning against his chest, (Y/N) holds the book she was so determined to hide in her hands, legs spread wide and waist encircled by her husband's arms.
She didn't intend for her dark little secret to be revealed, she thought she was doing a great job of keeping Indra from finding that volume, but the leader of the Uchiha clan always has the most mysterious ways to surprise.
"Go on, continue reading." The low tone of his voice in (Y/N)'s ear makes her tremble in his grip, and she rearranges herself on the bed as much as she can. She doesn't want to do it, doesn't want to utter those words out loud, read something so raw and explicit in front of her own husband, but there is never a choice when it comes to him.
The girl coyly begins, recounting the beginning of a terribly exciting scene, one of the best in the whole book. The protagonist is finally captured by the antagonist, and he uses and abuses all his supernatural techniques to possess her as he wishes. It's awful, morbid, complicated in terms of tastes and fetishes, something that (Y/N) would prefer to keep private and away from Indra's mind. Her husband doesn't need to know how dirty she is, the things she likes to read, it would be ideal if he kept the elegant and perfect image he had of her before this.
(Y/N) accepted an arranged marriage with the most powerful man in the world for several reasons, but good sex was never among them. The woman never expected to be satisfied in the way she liked, in the way she needed. She thought her function would be based on procreation, to open her legs every few years and create a valuable lineage for him, but when Indra himself surprised her with unusual tastes and interests between the sheets, the book she brought with her from home was forgotten.
That same unfortunate afternoon, her husband stumbled upon the dusty pages by mere chance, after looking for a scroll of his own in the wrong place. Reading the contents of the tome left him feeling a mixture of different things, but one sentiment won out over all others.
"Louder, (Y/N). I can barely hear you." Torturing her is a regular part of the process, and one of his large hands slides down the expanse of her stomach, caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh and back up. He won't let her stop, that much is clear, but he intends to make use of her amidst all this lewdness.
She continues, follows his intrusions, and when the scene reaches the point where the antagonist begins to touch the protagonist, her husband's fingers caress her clothed crotch, a quiet touch but one that says more than a thousand words. (Y/N) tries to ignore it, to end that process as soon as possible and forget the existence of her intricate tastes in literature, but when the raw skin-to-skin contact blossoms on her pelvis, meaning begins to slip from her vision.
Two fingers stroke up and down her slit, pressed by the clothes she wears and which Indra seems to have no intention in moving out of the way. (Y/N) lays her head against his shoulder, sighing at the sensations of looming pleasure, but her husband halts when she ceases reading. " Have I told you to stop?"
(Y/N) knows there is no escaping this, that she will be subjected to admitting the arousal this kind of written content provokes in her, and the inibition begins to fade as that hand resumes its caresses, gathering moisture from her hole and going over her lips from the end all the way up, wetting the entire area in the process.
In the book, the antagonist probes the protagonist's pussy with his tongue, and Indra increases the speed of his touches between her legs. Two fingers are tasked with drawing wonderful circles on her clit, and (Y/N) can't even think about the state her underwear must be in.
She moans as she reads, losing her breath word after word, unable to concentrate but determined to give what her husband demands of her. She will recount the entire scene, whatever it takes.
When the antagonist finally penetrates his victim, two fingers enter her, deep and hooked to strike that wonderful spot inside her. (Y/N) trembles as a thumb presses against her clitoris, unmoving but present in sensation, and the book closes in her hands as she opens impossibly wider for him, exposing all she has and more.
The reading is forgotten as Indra's free hand closes over her jaw and turns her head, devouring her mouth as her pussy is serviced by his manual skills. It's dirty, terrible, exposed in a totally unexpected way, but a dark satisfaction glows inside her knowing that her husband likes her eating that kind of material.
Indra touches her, fucks her with his hand, and when (Y/N) finishes on him without even having undressed, she knows that the party has just begun.
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xzepp · 4 months
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Indra Otsutsuki
Bruh idk
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leeh-arts · 10 months
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🎴 Usagi no Megami
✨ Ōtsutsuki Kaguya
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leporvox · 1 year
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The Sirens of Konoha
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classyhideouthearth · 11 months
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Taijutsu against Isshiki.
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stardustcoma · 1 year
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hello everyone today was a very heavy day which had me a bit depressed but, I took the opportunity to draw a little baby Indra Ōtsutsuki <3
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thena0315 · 2 days
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dainty-doodles · 1 year
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Indra Ōtsutsuki Mangekyō Sharingan (TW: death)
So Indra’s Mangekyō design is a little unique in that, when he was first introduced, it was depicted as being a spiral pattern. Later in the anime, however, it was changed to be the same design as Sasuke’s. I’ve decided to go with the original design since I’ve already drawn Sasuke’s Mangekyō.
In the manga, Indra was the first user of the Mangekyō Sharingan. The individual abilities of each of his eyes was unknown, but he was able to use the Susanoo. His Mangekyō awakened after he killed two of his followers (who were also his friends). His left eye was able to wield Hinokagutsuchi, which provided black flames. Not much is known about Hinokagutsuchi, but it does resemble Amaterasu.
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28dec2001 · 7 months
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Code Vs Boruto ⚔️
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cartunezncereal · 1 year
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belit0 · 8 months
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Hey can you write a scenario NSFW content for indra where he goes for long drive with his s/o and some times later he just stop by roadside and fucks her s/o hard even some shops are open there and some hear mouning noises but still he didn't stop 😅😅 sorry it was little long detail
Love your writing 💗 love you ☺️
This is a scenario i personally love so fucking much, so im happy someone asked for it!!!
For context, this is the truck i picture Indra driving,
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(Y/N) shifts restlessly in her seat, trying to concentrate on the book she is reading but unable to comprehend the words in front of her eyes, forcing herself to evaluate the same page about three times before she can switch to the next.
"What's got you so weird? You haven't made any progress with your reading." That husky, deep voice comments with indifference, not even glancing at her to speak. How he pays attention to the road and what she's doing, all at the same time, (Y/N) has no idea, but she knows there's no safer place in the world than her husband's truck.
Hair tied in a high ponytail for comfort, casual clothes, elbow resting on the edge of his lowered window, and holding his head with one hand while using the other to drive, the man seems calm, navigating the highway without a worry in mind.
"You didn't tell me where we're going."
"Do you really need to know?" Indra comments with little emotion, and she figures that having her with no information regarding their destination must be the most interesting part of the whole trip for him. He enjoys the desperation she suffers for the unknown and relishes it without restraint.
"It would be a nice gesture."
"I doubt it would be necessary."
They have been on the road for over an hour, but he seems immune to the rigid position in which he must drive. Having finally decided to take a long vacation and leave the company in Madara's care, the Otsutsuki determined to spend his month off away from home.
The problem is, he never revealed where he intended to go, and his only instructions when it came to packing were to take copious amounts of various clothes, prepare for being away a good while, and whatever was necessary to adapt to different kinds of weather.
That same morning, her husband woke her up with some wonderful head-spinning early sex, then showered and began loading his RAM truck with several suitcases.
When (Y/N) asked what he was doing, the only answer was "Check your phone." Upon doing so, she found a long list of things to pack in the vehicle, yet what struck her the most was the insinuating clarification of wearing a short skirt.
Accustomed to the little information her man always provides, she played along, and they have been at it since they left the house.
"Are we going to a hotel? Airbnb? Warm, cold, moderate destination?" (Y/N) asks with trepidation, looking out the window and appreciating the arrival to the first rural town since they left. It's a small one, reduced in size and inhabitants, the perfect spot to pick up some supplies and move on.
She closes the book she has been unintentionally ignoring since they left, and leaves it under her seat, preparing to get out of the vehicle and probably have to do some shopping.
Without answering but sporting an infuriating smirk on his face, Indra effortlessly parks in front of a store, wedging the huge truck as if it were a small convertible between two parked cars, "I'm going to buy cigarettes, yet by the time I get back, I want you in the back seat with no underwear on."
"What?"
"Back seat, no underwear."
"But-"
"I'm not asking you."
The man climbs down without giving her room to argue, having not even glanced at her to verify the effectiveness of his words, and (Y/N) can only watch him walk away down the street, entering a busy storefront.
He seems to totally rely on the obedience he built up in her from the beginning of their relationship, knowing his wife will not complain and comply with his orders. Said and done, she has no choice but to slide her underwear down her legs, leaving the discarded garment on his seat.
She evaluates what would be the most convenient way to move to the back, whether to get out of the truck and get back in, or simply go through between the seats, yet she ends up choosing the latter option, feeling too exposed with nothing on.
(Y/N) makes a wonderful show with her ass in the air as she passes to the back, and it bothers her to realize she's already wet just by the tone of voice in which her man spoke to her. Her mind travels in possibilities as she waits for him to return, wondering what Indra might have planned and somewhat embarrassed by the people walking by on the sidewalk.
The town is small, but he decided to park on the main street, where passersby abound and privacy is reduced.
(Y/N) watches through the tinted window as different people enter the adjacent store, chatting among themselves and laughing, failing to notice the moment her husband opens the opposite door, climbing into the truck with a cigarette in his mouth.
He doesn't have it lit, and as he settles in next to her, he places it over his ear, saving it for later.
She immediately spreads her legs, surrendering to his game and whatever he wants from her, causing the Otsutsuki to utter a "good girl" in her ear upon touching and feeling her wet. (Y/N) can't help but moan, quickly covering her mouth as she remembers there are people right outside. They can't see them through the tint on the windows, but hearing them is a different matter.
"I will make you finish in every town we visit before we reach our destination. There's about a dozen or so on the way, so I'd suggest you prepare accordingly." Indra comments without any discernible emotion in his speech, one elbow resting on the back of the back seat as he holds his head with the same hand, touching her with the other.
If it weren't for the satisfied expression he particularly wears in his cynical smile, (Y/N) would think it doesn't affect him at all to have her melting in his fingers. He slowly rubs her clit, while looking over her head to watch the people come and go.
When he increases the pace, (Y/N) moans again, forgetting the context for a moment and enjoying the stimulations as if they were at home. As he lowers the intensity, solely to tease her and delay her pleasure, she whispers "Please... so many people there...", knowing that any pleading she expresses will probably be in vain.
"Yeah... that's exactly why you should keep quiet. Don't make any noise." Her husband's eyes narrow at his own delight in torturing her, while again increasing the pace and making her throw her head back.
(Y/N) squeezes the seat with both hands, trying to concentrate all her efforts on keeping her mouth shut, but when two fingers thrust into her and push up, everything goes to hell. Touching the area only he knows how to work, her mind goes blank at the sensation, instantly moaning loudly.
Her sounds spur him on, and she neglects to notice how people watch the truck intently, trying to decide if what they hear is disturbing or not. (Y/N) continues to moan under his hands, and when Indra devours her with his tongue in a passionate kiss, she finally forgets the situation.
As he penetrates her both ways, her moans increase in volume but are stifled by him, aiding with the task he himself gave her, "Scream fucking loud, make everyone hear you." He contradicts himself in his instructions, but the way he urges it within two centimeters of her lips while her pussy is dominated by those expert fingers, leaves no room for doubt.
(Y/N) gives him what he wants, carelessly moaning as she would in the comfort of their bed, causing all eyes on the street to alarmingly fixate on them. Just as she is about to finish, a tap on Indra's window brings him to a complete halt, and without losing his cool, he lowers it just enough for his eyes to be seen, yet not what is going on inside.
He loves to humiliate her, but only he can see her in such a state.
"Sir... hi, I don't mean to intrude but... is everything okay?"
"I'm just giving my wife an orgasm; you may return to your own thing." His response shocks the poor person who pretended to care about them so badly that there is no answer, and they stare stupidly at the vehicle as the Otsutsuki rolls up the window again.
"We'll have to get this over with later." He declares as he abandons his task, leaving her on the verge of pleasure and not giving her what he himself indicated. Frustrated and desperate, she tries to continue touching herself and finish, but her man stops her hand forcefully before moving between the seats and sitting down in front of the steering wheel.
"None of that, I'm the only one who can make you cum."
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balanceoflightanddark · 11 months
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The Hidden Horrors of the Otsutsuki Clan
The Otsutsukis are...in many ways, a bit of a mess. Regardless of how you feel about them, I doubt anybody's going to argue that bringing aliens into the Naruto franchise was a stretch. Especially in a series that's focused on shinobi and the like. Doesn't help that when you have a whole Clan on the same level as Kaguya, it also breaks the power scaling even further than it already is.
With that being said...I do think there's some untapped potential.
Specifically...the realization to the Shinobi World that there's a whole race of godlike beings that could almost essentially turn their civilization to ash. That all their training, their power, and their readiness can never measure up to entities that have been alive for a lot longer, and presumably are a lot more experienced as well as being almost all powerful.
How...small they would feel. The existential dread that their history and wars mean nothing in the grand scheme of things if those like the Otsutsuki exist.
If you go with that angle, you could potentially tap into some potentially interesting storytelling opportunities. Like, how do you react knowing that there's a race of hostile "gods" out there? Would you fall into nihilism, figuring it's just a matter of time before they show up and wipe everyone out? Would the Great Villages come together to form an even stronger and pool their resources in order to find some way to stop a seemingly unassailable threat? If so, what exactly can they do against the Otsutsuki? Will some try to ally with them like in canon in some hope that they'll be spared?
While some of these ideas have been explored in-canon with the Kara, I think it would be neat to explore how shinobi society as a whole would react to a new dangerous threat like this. Especially if the Otsutsuki invade in force and they can't readily rely on single individuals like Naruto or Sasuke to do all the heavy lifting.
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madara-fate · 11 months
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nono you got it wrong. what I said was byakugan + otsutsuki chakra.
when I said hamura's chakra I meant it as their descendants aka toneri his actual descendant from closer kin and the hyuga clan, not that he got his chakra since hamura's chakra is tenseigan. so basically hamura's chakra is byakugan on otsutsuki like you have said before I think (and the movie).
I will recap. toneri got tenseigan because he already had otsutsuki chakra AND hanabi's byakugan. not that he got hamura's chakra. thn it applies to hinata.
so my original question was: if hamura really gave some of his chakra to hinata, her natural power should've been tenseigan right? because she got byakugan + otsutsuki chakra through hamura. this way she would get hamura's chakra since hamura's chakra is the tenseigan and it would've made much more sense.
as I said the movie doesn't make much sense and for me it's disservice after disservice but whatever.
it's like if I said now that since karma and byakugou come from the same era, if an otsutsuki gave sakura their powers she could gain the powers of karma. this is just an example. why? cause sakura already got the base which is the seal, but she just needs the amp (like hinata would need otsutsuki chakra for tenseigan, sasuke had sharingan for the rinnegan and naruto had sage mode for 6P senjutsu)
Well yeah like I said, your logic makes sense. But unfortunately, the movie only indicated one method of unlocking the Tenseigan, and that's when an Otsutsuki is implanted with the Byakugan of a Hyuga. In theory, the reverse should work as well, which is why your logic makes sense, but the reverse was never talked about.
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wranrihallon · 4 months
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Naruto Sexuality + Gender Headcanons
Past (Land of Ancestors & War-torn Era) Characters
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Aino is a lesbian ciswoman who goes by she/her pronouns
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Butsuma Senju is a straight cisman who goes by he/him pronouns
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Futami is a pansexual cisman who goes by he/him pronouns
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Haori is a straight ciswoman who goes by she/her pronouns
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Suzaku is a straight cisman who goes by he/him pronouns
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Taizo is a straight cisman who goes by he/him pronouns
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Tenji is a straight cisman who goes by he/him pronouns
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