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porcelaincvnt · 2 years

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𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄

💉 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐇𝐀 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

💉 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 / 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

𝐂𝐖 // filming, masterbation, toxic relationship, anal sex, rough sex, jealousy, choking, degradation, breeding, shisui is really mean in this, a tiny bit of fluff when you squint a bit

𝐀/𝐍: this was supposed to come out nearly a week ago, but my dumbass is terrible with deadlines lmao. anyways, i was craving toxic shisui so here you go.

word count: 2.5k

“ah- yes! shisui fuck…”

the screen was blue, hints of orange from the lamp next to you two that night. the main focus being your face, hair in your face that covered your eyes. your mouth opened with whines and sobs spilling out, fueling your boyfriend’s hunger for the high.

but that was the past, the moment behind a screen and shisui was shamelessly pleasuring himself to it.

his teeth sunk into his oversized shirt, lifting it up to reveal his upper body, already wet with precum. he could only shut his eyes, desperately trying to relive that night, or any night. groans were muffled as he desperately reached for his high, a high that wouldn't even satisfy him.

all he has of you, being a sextape he filmed on his phone. the only memory of you he has, now that photos, videos and other fragments of memories are being deleted. lost to time, never to be seen ever again. yet that damn sextape remains in his camara roll, that fateful summer night in his room, on his bed. the last time you two would ever enjoy a moment like that, all before it came crashing down.

a chain of events that’s long forgotten, but the final act is what broke the tie that attached you to him. the pain of his ugly breakup with you fueled his need for your touch, it’s shameful as all hell. after all, this is the same man who you caught with another man in his bed, the man who insisted he could live without you, the same man who severed the tie. yet, your face was burned into his brain, scratches that have yet to fade run down his back. while the love was gone and the romance was dead, the intimacy and unbearable lust still lingered. the heavy truth was only pushed aside once the video reached its climax, and his pace quickened. His teeth gritted through his shirt, but that didn’t stop his groans from spilling out, growing louder until moans filled his room.

through his teary eyes, he watched as the footage shakes and his thrusts become sloppy. sobs of blissful pleasure overlapped the sounds of skin slapping, as the camera moved closer to your face. tears and sweat drenched your cheeks, eyes tired from the overwhelming amount of pleasure. god, how he missed that fucked out look on your face. every word you tried to say was slurred or muffled from your planted face on the pillow. the sight that knocked him over the edge, the heat in his abdomen reaching it’s high. however, it wouldn’t satisfy him. the orgasm was quick and even with the afterglow, he looked up to see the video end, stopping at the image of you and him. shisui planting a gentle kiss on your jawline, and your weak but satisfied smile, while his arm wraps around you. it still stings looking at it.

the phone slid out of his hand, a groan cracked through his gritted teeth. the air felt hot and stuffy. the afterglow still lingering, but painfully unsatisfying. It wasn’t enough.

reluctant, he sat upright and slid out of bed. throwing on the nearest tshirt and sweats, he hooks his keys onto his finger and walks out the door, to the place he swore time and time again that he would never step foot into. old habits never die for him, even if he wished they did.

📷

the sight of your front door was enough for chills to run down his spine, too many memories washing over him at once. the same steps that he first visited you and the ones that you cried on the day he left you. he approached your door, knocking on it with a shaky fist. despite the clear regret he already showed, he refuses to buckle. almost immediately, he hears footsteps running towards the door and an audible “fuck..” following suit. the door swung open, revealing you in your oversized shirt. disdain mixed with surprise traced your face, your eyes near bloodshot, assuming you haven’t slept well for a while. dark circles deepen your sockets, with strands of unkempt hair frames your face. only the sight of your ex could make it worse.

“what do you want now?” you muttered, uninterested to even speak to the guy.

“you know what i want, or i wouldn’t be standing here.” he replied.

“right.”

you stood back and allowed him in your home, despite the screams in your head and memories hammering into your skull, you swore he would never step foot in your home ever again. yet, here you were.

the guilt only intensified once he pulled you into a rough kiss. tongue and teeth clashed in the worst ways, anger and mindless lust pulled your strings as you gripped the collar of his shirt. the taste of cigarettes and cherries still lingered on his tongue, it was disgustingly addicting. shisui snuck his hands up your shirt, nearly tearing the damn thing off you while trying to pry off your shorts.

all the while, your hands fell onto his crotch in an attempt to pull off his sweats, a hiss seeped through his teeth. the feeling of your hand brushing against him nearly frustrates him to the brink. how he missed your touch, your kisses and the sounds that spill out of your mouth. his mouth traced your jawline, down to your neck where something slightly rough touches his lips and a yelp from you.

he pulls away, and sees near fresh hickies scattered all over your neck. before you could speak, he yanks your shirt down. more of them, down to your stomach. they were maroon, clearly planted with lustful intentions, a thought that boils shisui’s blood. it didn’t matter if you moved on, found someone else, none of that bothers him. however, something about the thought of someone else fucking you hits a nerve. it was downright ridiculous, but his possessive nature still bound you to him.

“shisui..i-”

he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder. none of your attempts to explain ever came through, as he slammed you down onto your mattress and quickly pinned both of your wrists down. your heart skipped a beat when your eyes met his. shisui’s usually bright and softer eyes darkened, those unrecognizable to you. hooded and filled with a toxic mix of anger and need, eyes that made your stomach turn. how you felt so vulnerable and trapped under your ex, a shameless guilty pleasure that makes you come running back to his arms.

“i-i’m sorry..please shisui i’m-”

“hold your tongue.” he sneers.

the slight rasp in his voice felt like a stab to your gut. he wasted no time tearing off your shirt and yanking your shorts off, his mouth planted onto yours. his tongue muffled out your mewls, his hand gripped the back of your neck, almost keeping you glued to his lips. you could feel his anger from the way he bit your bottom lip to his nails digging into your skin. he only pulled away to catch his breath, and tore off his shirt, revealing scratches from nights where you two were so hopelessly in love. they were a jab at your gut, painful reminders of the past.

your pain-fueled trance was shattered when shisui flipped you over onto your stomach, pulling you by the waist against his painfully hard cock, poking at you. your face against the pillow as you hear the soft material of his boxers rub against his skin and watch them fly off the bed. you tried turning your head, only for him to shove it back down onto the pillow.

“hold still.”

he rasped out, pulling your boxers down to reveal your own hard on. something you desperately tried to hide, but of course, nothing stays hidden between you and your ex. pressing himself against you, you could only arch your back until your whole head is stuffed against the pillow. already, you could feel the heat rising in your stomach, all that shame and anger withered away. only your need for him. you closed your eyes and gripped the sheets, eagerly waiting for his cock. however, of course he wasn’t gonna let it off that easily.

“and i thought you’d still hate me..” shisui would remark, a tone that mocks you and pokes a nerve.

he would follow the sarcastic comment when he traced his fingers against your ass, down to your cock. slightly stroking it, but the friction was simply a ghost. his hand would be dangerously close to your reddened tip, begging to be touched, only for shisui to pull his hand away. tears swell in your eyes, a strained sob spilled through your lips. he bent over against your body, his weight and warmth made your stomach turn. His head was now next to yours, as he bit your ear slightly and chuckled from your flinching.

“h-hurry up!” you whined, impatient with his teasing.

“what do you say?” he whispered, snapping you to your brink.

“dammit shisui! just fuck me alre-”

you could barely choke out your words, when he pushed himself in you. your knees buckled as you almost fell flat onto the mattress, shisui’s hand grabbing a fistful of your hair and shoving your face into the pillow again. moans spill out off your tongue when he finally snaps his hips against your ass, the sudden and sharp pleasure weakens you. you felt his hands grip your hips, pulling you onto his cock. his harsh movements filled you with an insatiable hunger for more, even as you felt guilt come crawling back. His erratic thrusts and nails digging into your shoulders forced out a strained whine, garbling into a sob that even made your stomach drop. the sound of shisui tear out of you is something no one else can do, not even your last exes, even though his cruel intentions are painfully clear.

whines and high-pitched sobs drowned out your ex’s groans, his cruel whispers aroused you, your pain becoming a pleasure. a form of self-harm that’s too addictive to quit, your glass mind already shattered to the point of being unfixable. in your dumbified state, you couldn’t feel shisui’s cold fingers snake around your neck and apply pressure onto your throat. your body was suddenly flipped onto your back, legs immediately spread apart. not waiting another moment for you to even move, he stuffs you full, his tip kissing your cervix. the sudden shot of pleasure made your back arch, and you reached out until your fingertips touched his cheek.

“shisui..feels so..”

“hm? enjoying yourself aren’t you?”

a grin stretches across shisui’s lips, his thumb pressed against your lips until he pushed it in, landing onto your tongue. his face inching closer to yours, until he planted a gentle kiss onto your nose. butterflies filled your guts until it felt nauseating, heat now crawled up into your face as your heart began to pound. even with his cock deep inside you and the knot close to snapping in two, you knew the sudden reaction wasn’t because of any of that. a gesture seemingly lost in the ugly split, suddenly coming back during what should be angry sex between two bitter exes. his pace was much slower now, his breathing became quite groans mixed with curses. his eyes fluttered shut, eyebrows curling upwards, almost making him look angelic in your love-struck state. nearly forgetting his crueler intentions, your arms reached to his neck, letting your hands run down to his chest.

“kiss me.”

you blurted out, catching him by surprise.

“y/n..”

“shisui please..i’m begging you. kiss m-”

without allowing you to finish, a sharp thrust from him made you flinch. hands almost instinctively curling onto the skin of his back, nails digging in deep enough for the sharp pain to settle in. you looked up to see shisui’s eyes staring down at you, the grin fades away, now he is pissed. it’s like what you said made something snap in him, as his grip on your throat tightened again. his pace struck into you, whines torn out of your sore throat, a wince spilled out when his nails began to dig into your skin. the toxic mix of pain and pleasure, hate and passion blurring into it’s own chemistry, one that leaves a nasty burn on you. his cock filling you to it’s brim, kissing your cervix until your legs went numb. the knot in your stomach threatening to snap as your climax came closer and closer.

“your really fucking stupid aren’t you love?”

the cruel and condescending tone in his voice nearly pushed you to tears.

“you know exactly why i came here, nothing else. so quit acting stupid.” he rasped out, his lips grazing your ear before he bit it, kissing down to your neck. his tone with his choice of words aroused you, his sadism coming to life and ravaging your body became a staple of your image of your ex. precum began to leak out your cock, as the tip became an angry red, begging to be touched. your climax was close.

“s-shisui! i’m gonna!- fuck!”

he pulls you onto his cock, sitting there and leaning closer to your red and warm ear.

“cum for me love…” he whispered.

he continued to hammer into you, abusing your prostate and forcing you over the edge. your mind went blank and stars filled your vision as the knot finally snapped in two, your orgasm hitting you hard. your chest was painted white, even hitting your chin. sobs filled shisui’s ears, pushing him to his climax. the feeling of the hot liquid filling your hole made you drag your nails down his back, running over old marks. groans and whines harmonized, ringing throughout the bedroom walls. your body finally gave out as you nearly collapsed into his arms, almost shaking. blood pounding in your ears, your breathing is muffled.

suddenly, shisui pushes you off of him, your head landing on the pillow. by the time your eyes opened, he was already redressing himself.

you tried to move, but a sharp pain struck your legs, forcing you to stay still. you watched as he tied his shoelaces and went straight for the door. a wave of anger and shame crashed over you, even in your fucked out state, the bitter intentions were painstakingly clear. how well he was at using sex to conceal his selfish nature, and it infuriated you.

“don’t come back.” you shot at him, receiving a nasty glare from him.

“i don’t plan to..”

his final words, before opening the door and slamming it shut behind him. you heard his footsteps growing fainter and fainter, until the sound of his car starting and driving off. you could only stare at the ceiling, the heartbreak slowly settling back in. memories of hazy summer nights began to crawl back, including those where he filmed it. a perfect picture, bound to burn.

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chemmerson · 2 years

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my favorite part

Shisui Uchiha/Reader

Word count: 1.8k

Summary: You spot Shisui Uchiha at a party.

Warnings: flirting, flirty dancing, suggestive dancing

Song: My Favorite Part - Mac Miller, Ariana Grande

A/N: shisui brainrot. that’s it.

You couldn’t stand to watch Shisui Uchiha awkwardly stand against the wall with his hands in his pockets for one more damn second.

Most people were dancing in the crowded, dimly lit main area of Obito’s apartment, and you were dancing with the usual: Kurenai, Anko, and Shizune. But Kurenai had just left to dance with Asuma after they had been making eyes at each other the entire time, and Anko and Shizune both voiced they had to go pee so you followed after them.

Until you spotted Shisui.

You didn’t know if he didn’t like dancing or just didn’t know how to approach the crowd, but his eyes were darting around as awkwardly as he looked around. Shizune and Anko didn’t notice you stop either as they continued their trek to the bathroom which was further down through the hallway.

You took a moment to look at Shisui, how he leaned against the wall with a casual slouch. He definitely looked like he felt out of place. It was then you realized that Shisui usually didn’t attend parties at Obito’s; whether he was busy with clan duties or what, it made sense that he looked so lost.

Giving him one last look and then weaving your way through the crowd, you made your way across the room to him.

Shisui spotted you as soon as he realized you were headed straight to him, and you smiled the moment his dark eyes met yours.

He stayed where he was as you leaned on the wall next to him. You had your gaze on the dancing crowd, but his eyes were on you.

“You like the party?” You asked with a smile, and then met his eyes. There was confusion in them for a moment until they softened, and he smiled with a chuckle, deep and low under the music.

“Yeah…yeah, it’s alright,” he smiled down at you and then turned to look back out. “A lot more people than I expected.”

You hummed in understanding. When Obito first started these get-togethers, it was just close friends, and because Obito couldn’t keep his mouth shut, it turned into full-fledged parties with any jonin and chunin who were up to it. But Obito was more than happy to be the host. It fit him well.

“Tonight is a little more crowded than usual,” you leaned closer to Shisui so he could hear you over the booming music and chattering voices. “People just usually stop by and leave whenever.”

Shisui nodded, and he shifted his hands around in his pockets, looking around. You had talked to Shisui on occasion, but it was always casual and in passing. You really didn’t know him that well, and for some reason, you were curious to learn more.

Then, Shisui glanced at you again. Turning his head and leaning down with a somewhat bashful smile. “So…did I really look that hopeless over here?”

You let out a laugh, and Shisui’s grin grew wider.

But at that moment when he smiled, sincere and genuine and like he had wanted to make you laugh, you felt a sudden flush heat your cheeks. Shisui was quite good-looking, with dark eyes and a cute smile. His shaggy hair was charming, too.

Through your laughing, you looked away and shook your head. “No, no I…I just thought…you might want some company.”

Which was true, but the slight implication that you wanted something more hung in the air between you two, and you suddenly felt nervous.

But Shisui didn’t seem to take notice. “I saw you dancing over there. With your friends,” he nodded to where you had been earlier.

Surprised, you turned to him. “Oh! Yeah…”

“Looks like you have a lot of fun with them.”

You laughed again, thinking about how you and the girls must look to other people while having as much as you usually do. “Ah, yeah. We like to dance at these things. Obito always makes fun of us when we get…too into the music.”

Shisui chuckled lightly at that, and you glanced up at him, feeling a boldness. “Do you like to dance?”

His expression turned a little surprised, and you noticed him stiffen as he began to shift his hands nervously in his pockets. “Oh, uh…no. I mean, I’ve never…”

Yeah, I could’ve gathered that, you thought as you felt yourself smile. Even under the dim lights, you could see his cheeks turning pink.

“…I’ve never danced. Like…that.”

He was looking out at the crowd of people laughing, talking, dancing. It was mostly groups of people moving along with the music, but there were also couples dancing together. You spotted Kurenai and Asuma on the other side of all of the heads, faces close as they swayed together and talked. Asuma’s eyes brightened with a fierce fire as he looked down at Kurenai.

Dancing like that.

Something had made you walk over to Shisui, and you hadn’t quite put your finger on it yet. Standing over here, he looked like he could stand to loosen up a little bit right now, and you couldn’t deny how he had sparked your interest. And with the way his smile made you flush yourself…

“Would you like to?” You scooted a bit closer to him to make sure he heard you.

Shisui’s eyes widened slightly, and his cheeks turned even darker. “Like to…?”

You grinned in amusement, and you moved your hand to brush against his wrist. “Dance. Like that.”

Shisui just stared at you, something like disbelief in his eyes and he cleared his throat. “Uh, y-yeah. I’d…I’d like to. Dance. With you.”

His response made you smile wider, and you gripped your fingers lightly around his wrist, pulling his hand out of his pocket. Then, you pulled him onto the dance floor.

No one paid attention to you two as you stopped in the midst of the crowd. You had fallen into the sea of dancers and minglers, easily blending in. You stood in front of Shisui as he simply looked back at you, appearing slightly uncomfortable and awkward. You couldn’t help but let out a light giggle, endeared by his nervousness. Nerves were bubbling in your stomach, too, but decided to focus on the music.

You processed the song that was playing for a second before starting your instruction. Slow, heavy bass. “Okay first, you need to loosen up,” you tried to speak over the music, leaning closer to Shisui. “You’re…very stiff.”

You yourself “loosened up” by wiggling your arms around and shimmying a little to demonstrate. Shisui luckily laughed which made you laugh too, and he tried to copy your movements. You laughed even harder, the ice beginning to break between you a bit.

“Okay, okay,” you smiled. “Just…start by feeling the beat of the song.”

You started nodding along to the bass, smiling at Shisui. He smiled back and looked down bashfully for a moment before following your lead. When he began to nod along to the beat, you felt your stomach flutter.

You took that moment to step closer to him, and you began to move your hips slightly. Shisui kept his eyes locked with yours, and you watched his body relax by the second. Under the dim lights, you were still able to see the sharpness of his jaw, the depth of his eyes.

Oh…

As he relaxed, you took the moment to step even closer. Chests breaths apart, you lifted your hands onto Shisui’s shoulders, but, unexpectedly, he didn’t stiffen. Instead, he moved closer to you, a small smirk shaping his lips.

Ignoring the flush of your neck, you smiled back. “Just…follow me.”

Shisui began to sway with you to the music as you moved your hands to interlock behind his neck. You couldn’t decipher the expression that flashed over his face, but whatever it was, it made your skin flush even more.

“You’re a natural,” you decided to say, and right as you said it, Shisui moved his hands to your hips, your skin underneath them feeling the spark of his touch.

Shisui’s smirk grew slightly. “I’m just following you. You make this feel easy.”

Then, he tugged you a little closer to him with that handsome smirk of his. “And have I mentioned yet that you’re absolutely stunning?”

The words made you feel faint, and you hung your head onto his shoulder with a chuckle as Shisui’s grip on your hips tightened. Shaking your head and overwhelmed by the heat that prickled on your skin, you stumbled over your words. “Shisui, you…you can’t say stuff like that or I’ll faint.”

“It’s true though,” he replied, deep voice cutting through the loud music. “I’ve always thought that.”

You lifted your head back up at those words, and Shisui was still looking intently at you. His dark stare was addicting, and you had never felt someone’s eyes drinking you in with such intention.

It was overwhelmingly warm in the room, and you averted your eyes bashfully. But you couldn’t look away for long. Shisui’s eyes kept yours locked in his.

Curious as to what else his eyes could do, you moved one of your hands up his neck and grazed through his hair, and you saw. The blood-red of the Sharingan flickered in his eyes, swirling with the deepness that had you so enamored. It made your stomach churn with curiosity, and you swallowed.

“You should come to Obito’s more often,” you spoke quietly, never taking your eyes off Shisui’s.

Shisui moved his thumbs lightly over your hips. “Maybe I will…if you’re there.”

You raised an eyebrow playfully, all the while your skin burned where he grazed it. “Oh really?”

Shisui hummed, his eyes darting to your neck. “Where else am I gonna get dance lessons?”

You smiled. “Does that make me your sensei?”

“I suppose.” Shisui was suddenly very close. His scent was overwhelming, his eyes flickering red, his hands becoming bolder as he moved them up your body.

“Well, kohai,” you focused on keeping your voice steady while your fingers ran through the hair at the nape of his neck. “You can’t take lessons from me forever. The student has to surpass their master, you know.”

“I can do that,” Shisui answered quickly, his thumb now grazing underneath your shirt, eyes never wavering away from yours.

“Promise?” You whispered inches away from his face, wanting so badly to glance down at his lips.

Shisui then pulled you flush against him and took the breath out of you, and continuing to sway to the music with you in his arms, he leaned into your ear.

“Promise,” his lips a feather-light touch over your ear. “Only if you keep dancing with me.”

His cheek brushed against yours when he pulled away, and then his lips were suddenly hovering over yours while red swirled in his eyes.

Shisui Uchiha had you completely and utterly smitten in a matter of minutes.

All you could do was mutter a small okay before he closed the gap, and you were his.

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akamikazae · 2 years

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Love me Mercilessly Kakashi x Akami Chapter 12: Warrant word count: 2.3k previous chapters [x]

Akami meets a certain Uchiha...

Yet again Akami heard that another group of Chunin had picked a fight with Obito. He was getting stronger but three against one when your guard is down isn’t really fair, especially when Obito didn’t want to hurt someone from his own village. They didn’t fight so much as just spew venom at him. Believe it or not, one of them was even an Uchiha.

Akami got along best with Obito, he still irritated her occasionally. He was too nice when people didn’t deserve it. The only person she really ever saw him antagonize was Kakashi and she couldn’t stand him so it amused her quite a bit that he could get under his skin.

Obito extended that kindness to her, right from the moment he met her, it was genuine and so was he. A quality she hadn’t seen in many other people.

What she liked most of all though was that he treated her the same way he treated anyone else. He had this diluted dream of becoming Hokage one day, she didn’t really have any dreams of her own, so she would help him achieve his.

She would pick on Obito herself but really she was just trying to push him. Minato Sensei had called it ‘tough love.’ When she had time she would spar with him, help him train with his sharingan because no one in his clan would. One day she had pushed him too far.

“Stop crying Obito! Tears are for the weak! The world has no use for the weak! Someone like you will never become Hokage!!” When she saw the look on his face she knew she had gone too far, she left him there. She hated the man who had spoken those words to her. Obito must hate her now too.

“Hey Akami, You wanna train later? I’ve been working on a new fire style jutsu. I wanna test it out.” Obito asked casually the next time he saw her. Akami looked at him like he had three heads.

“What? Why are you talking to me? Aren’t you mad at me? Don’t you hate me?”

He laughed loudly, she scowled.

“Of course I don’t hate you, you’re my friend.” He managed through his giggles. “Just because we fought and I got upset doesn’t mean you're not still my friend.” He said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Oh..” she exchanged her frown for a look of embarrassment.

“You’re wrong by the way…I will become Hokage.”

Ever since that day Akami decided that she was the only person who could pick on Obito. Kakashi too, but that was only because he got there first, and well Obito would fight back when he was concerned.

So like she had done before she would dress in her Anbu gear, put on her snake mask and hunt down the kids who bullied her only friend. Obito’s brief description was more than enough to find them, and if she found the wrong group.. Oh well .

Shisui Uchiha was ten years old when he first met Akami. He had seen her in passing at the Academy. They both graduated at the rank of Chunin by the time they were eight, but they were in different classes. All he remembered was a little girl with big dark hair at the ceremony. He was already serving in the Uchiha Police Force.

He wasn’t on duty tonight but he still enjoyed walking around the village, following his patrol route. His mind was always racing, faster than he could follow. As his thoughts stilled for just a second he heard the sounds of a fight, skin meeting skin and bodies hitting the ground. He moved closer to investigate.

They appeared to be 14 to 15, closer to Obito’s age. That didn’t matter much, Akami knocked them around without a problem. Only one was unconscious. Oops.

“If I see any of you go near Obito Uchiha again, I'll send you back to your parents in pieces.” They nodded furiously at her mostly empty threat.

She knew they wouldn’t say anything, too embarrassed at being beaten by a ten year old girl. She threw the unconscious boy at his friends and left, other than a few bruises they’d be alright.

The first thing Shisui recognized was her big dark hair. Her face was hidden behind a mask, but he knew it was the same girl he graduated from the Academy with two years ago.

So she’s Anbu now...interesting.

Then he saw the three boys struggling to get to their feet as she walked off. They seemed alright, despite the threat she gave.

Obito Uchiha huh?

Shisui was too entertained by the situation to let it go. He shunshined in front of her.

“If you’re going to pumble three Chunin, you might not want to do it out in the open.”

Akami scoffed and pushed past him. Now he was curious.

“You know…I could arrest you for that?” He teased.

She stopped walking and turned to face him, placing a hand on her hip.

“This doesn’t concern you, besides you’d need a warrant. Good luck getting one.” She turned around knowing he wouldn’t push the issue further. If he really wanted to arrest her he would have.

Something about him made her stomach flip. He shared the Uchiha clan’s dark features and good looks, but he seemed…different.

Shisui couldn’t get the girl with the snake mask and big hair out of his head. Something about her really intrigued him. Obito was the black sheep of their clan, despite that he was kind to everyone he met. Shisui wasn’t friends with him, Obito was a few years older, but he had no ill will towards him. He liked that she defended him, he liked that she took on three boys older and bigger than her, he liked that she wasn’t threatened by him.

He didn’t like that he had no idea who she was.

Akami left the Anbu training grounds around mid-day, she had just dropped off her mission report to Danzo. As she exited the facility, she noticed that same Uchiha boy from a few days ago, pacing back and forth across from the building. He stopped when he saw her. She froze.

What the hell was he doing here? Oh no, did he actually get a warrant!?

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shisui-uchiha-anon · 2 years

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how would it look if Shisui proposed to Itachi?

Maybe it would go like this. Small fic under the cut!

On Wednesday night, as usual, Itachi would watch the new episode of his soap. Shisui would hold him in his arms even when he didn't watch every episode, but he would make his company. In one arm Itachi had a remote and with his free hand, Shisui played. Always been so fascinated with those long slender, pronounced knuckles. Besides Itachi's personality, Shisui fell in love with his eyes and fingers. But Itachi would tease Shisui saying 'I know why you love me, it's cause of my long straight hair, that's the only reason you are with me'

"Itachi I was thinking maybe it's time to get a ring on that beautiful slender finger of yours."

"Sure whatever would make you happy Shisui" Itachi responded not thinking still watching tv only a second later his mind proceeded with the question. "Shisui are you..... "

"Yes, Itachi. Be mine forever. Be part of my life forever. I never loved anyone like I love you."

A few days later Itachi went to see his parent's golden thick ring decorating his slender finger. The first who found out was Mikoto his mother.

"Mother..." Itachi softly called out tears wailing in his eyes. At first, Mikoto thought that something horrible must have happened but then the woman saw the ring and knew that Shisui kept his word, to keep her son safe forever. Her poor son suffered so much that everybody could feel the peace that they had now, only one person helped him carry that burden --Shisui. Shisui scarred his own hands and soul to see it done.

"You know what Shisui once told me. He was 18 and you 13. He said Mikoto-sama....I will keep him safe and I will see this affair done... I will help him and keep him alive, even if I have to leave the village even if I have to abandon our clan. I will pay any price for his life and for the peace"

Shisui kept his word and his arms became always Itachi's peace and refuge, there was no need for words, only unspoken love between the two.

Soon Fugaku knew too, with that cold facial expression trying to play it out, but his eyes betrayed him, glistering with tears. Sasuke was the one who was the happiest, naturally, when his brother is happy all is right in the world-- "So the smiling idiot finally took the final step huh?"- Sasuke teased.

"Sasuke!!!" Itachi scolded.

Back home, Shisui planned the ceremony and how to announce it to everybody, but first Shisui wanted to make, here in their house dinner for his parents. They should know first.

"Shisui...um...ehhhh...They already know I wanted only to tell mother but everyone else magically appeared" He said with that shy smile on his face scratching the back if his head.

"Itachi!!! Can't you keep one secret?" Shisui whined

Whoever told you that Shisui was clumsy with saying the right words must be lying cause for Itachi he always had the right words at the ready.

"I remember the warmth of your breath against my skin. I remember the way your eyes looked. I could see you loved me then. You always knew I loved you." With sparkling eyes and carefully chosen words slip past Shisui's lips like a confession

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tuta-bene · 2 years

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battle of love ❤️ NarutoXShisui

#naruto is girl #naruto uzumaki #girl #anime #anime fanart #art #uchiha family #fanfic #naruto #fight #ninjago #ninja #hokage #blond girl #story #uchiha shisui #shisui fanfic #shisui imagine

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hinahikiko · 2 years

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Fanfic Uchiha Shisui (Naruto)

~Por que não me disse antes?~

Ela disse que o Shisui havia se machucado numa missão e estava no hospital, ele não é o tipo que vai ao hospital por um "machucadinho", eu sabia por que já havia feito muitas missões com ele. Por causa disso, ao ouvir o que ela disse meu coração gelou, e corri sem pensar pro hospital, perguntei na recepção onde ele estava e fui direto para lá, algumas enfermeiras tentaram me parar pois eu não havia assinado o papel de visitas.

Quando cheguei na porta do quarto, abri-a o mais rápido que pude, talvez exagerei um pouco na força.

"Shisui!" gritei tentando encontrá-lo, mas além da corrida, a ansiedade para ver como ele estava deixaram minha visão um pouco turva. Quando meus olhos focaram, percebi a enfermeira cuidando de uma pequena ferida em sua mão.

— Não acredito que veio até aqui por causa disso. - falei pra ele, que estava me olhando um pouco surpreso. – pode deixar, eu cuido dele a partir daqui. - parando pra pensar agora, eu fui um pouco ignorante...

*Perdão, senhora enfermeira!

— Você não pode, não trabalha aqui! - a moça que o atendia retrucou.

— Eu sou uma ninja médica treinada pela Kushina. Vaza. - olhei pra ela reprovando sua atitude. Ela fez uma cara feia, mas logo deu de bruços e saiu.

*Eu também não perderia tempo discutindo com adolescente...

Eu ainda estava na porta quando ela passou por mim, então caminhei até ele.

— Você é idiota? Vir aqui por algo assim. - caminhei até ele enquanto o encarava, ele era tão lindo.

Atrás dele havia uma janela, a luz do dia o fazia brilhar, seus cabelos bagunçados, seus olhos desenhados a mão, a sua boca carnuda... ah, como eu queria aquele homem! Eu finalmente cheguei próximo dele, e toquei a sua mão. Ela era grossa, firme e quente, quanto tempo fazia desde que eu havia o tocado? Meu coração pulsava forte, quase saindo pela boca, e eu já não sabia dizer se era pela corrida ou por encontrá-lo novamente.

— a Aiko insistiu que eu viesse. - ele disse olhando diretamente nos meus olhos.

Aiko era a namorada dele.

— Oi, Hinari. - eu ouvi a voz dela atrás de mim e o chão aos meus pés sumiu, vi todo o encanto desaparecendo.

— Ah, Aiko... não tinha percebido você aí. Desculpe. - falei forçando um sorriso.

— Não se preocupe. - sorriu – Já que você esta aqui eu vou indo, preciso resolver algo... cuide bem dele. - ela disse com um sorriso fingido, e logo após saiu da sala.

— Desculpe, eu não sabia que ela estava aqui, eu fiquei assustada quando disseram que você tinha se machucado. – contei de cabeça baixa, havia começado a curar sua ferida.

— Ela não conhece ninjutsu médico, por isso me trouxe aqui. Ela é uma amiga preocupada. – eu senti ele olhando para mim, estava próxima o bastante para sentir sua respiração.

— Não quis dizer "namorada"?

— De qualquer forma, estou surpreso que você veio por mim, fazia uns dois meses que eu não via você. – senti um tom de tristeza na voz dele, levantei novamente a minha cabeça para olhar para ele. E percebi que estávamos realmente próximos, uns 10 centímetros de distância.(off: sacou a referencia? ) – eu estava com saudades.

Perdi um pouco o fôlego com a sua confissão. Parei de curá-lo por um instante e coloquei meus dois braços em volta do pescoço dele, puxando-o para um abraço. Falhei miseravelmente, pois a cama era muito alta. Shisui deu um sorrisinho e desceu da cama, me abraçou pela cintura e apoiou a testa no meu ombro.

— Eu também estava com saudades de você. - sussurrei no ouvido dele, onde ele tocava eu sentia queimar.

— Então, por que não veio me ver?

— Você começou a namorar, não queria ver você com outra garota.

— Você tá com ciúmes? - havia um sorrisinho malicioso no rosto dele.

— Você sabe que eu gosto de você.

— Sei? – ele levantou a cabeça para olhar nos meus olhos. — como eu deveria saber?

— eu te falei isso um tempo atrás... – Estava encarando ele de volta.

— Eu não me lembro de nenhuma confissão sua. – ele segurou uma careta de dúvida.

— "você é o único da minha lista", mas vc riu de mim. - fazendo beicinho.

— ah, aaaaah!! – ele fez uma pausa após o grito. — achei que era uma piada, que vc estava brincando. Aliás, que tipo de confissão é essa? - ele riu.

— A gente se beijou, não? – ele continuava abraçado comigo. – eu achei que tinha sido especial, sei lá, eu imaginei que a gente começaria a sair... ou algo assim... mas aí três dias depois você falou que ia aceitar a confissão dela, percebi que não tinha sido nada pra você.

Não chore, Hina! Seja forte!

Ele apertou os braços na minha cintura, e puxou meu corpo para colar no dele.

— Desculpe, eu entendi errado. Achei que você gostava do Itachi. – ele abaixou a cabeça e encostou a testa na minha, nossos narizes quase se tocando, ele estava tão próximo, eu conseguia ver todas as cores dos olhos dele. (off: mais referencia -- música: "Equalize" da pitty.)

A porta se abriu atrás de mim, era a enfermeira novamente.

— Já que você quis ele como paciente, não fique tentando beija-lo. – Shisui me soltou e me afastei um pouco.

— você é chata, precisa de um namorado. – ela deu de ombros.

— não vou dizer que está errada, se souber de alguém, não hesite em me indicar. – ela foi dizendo enquanto saía do quarto.

— Não dá pra conversar aqui, vamos pra outro lugar? - ele perguntou e segurou meu braço.

— Vamos. Pra ond-- – em um segundo nós estávamos na casa dele. – não sabia que vc conseguia ir tão longe...

— Sim. – ele soltou meu braço e sentou no sofá, fazendo sinal pra eu sentar ao seu lado, e eu o fiz. Sentei de lado no sofá com as pernas cruzadas, olhando pra ele. – a Aiko e eu terminamos, já faz alguns dias. Ela é uma boa garota, mas nossas personalidades não são compatíveis.

— Terminaram? No hospital... – olhei pra baixo tentando em vão esconder minha felicidade.

— Ela estava apenas preocupada comigo, disse que como você não estava aparecendo era melhor eu ir ao hospital. Ela é uma garota fofa, gentil.

Nós estávamos sentados de frente um para o outro, desde o momento que cheguei no hospital ele não parava de me olhar, aquele olhar penetrante de um Uchiha que é capaz de ler sua alma. Meus olhos encontraram os dele, pude sentir um calor percorrer todo o meu corpo.

— "Ela é uma garota fofa" – sim, eu sei que isso foi infantil. Mas veio de uma força superior, não aguento ver ele falando assim dela.

Ele deu um sorrisinho bobo e veio na minha direção, ele trouxe a mão até o meu rosto e carinhosamente me puxou para um beijo.

Eu juro que vou explodir de felicidade.

Nossos lábios se tocaram, não como daquela vez, foi cheio de malícia, de desejo. O selinho foi se tornando um beijo molhado de língua, e que beijo. O meu corpo estava muito quente, na minha cabeça o único pensamento que ecoava "eu amo esse homem".

A posição que estávamos não era muito boa, como eu estava com de pernas cruzadas em cima do sofá, havia uma certa distância entre nós, e Shisui precisava usar um dos joelhos de apoio. Então ele sentou com as pernas um pouco afastadas e me colocou no colo dele, virada pra ele.

— está melhor assim, não? – ele me perguntou se aproximando pra me beijar novamente. Apenas fiz que sim com a cabeça.

Ficamos um tempo nos beijando sem dizer uma única palavra, até pararmos e ficarmos trocando olhares. Shisui tinha uma expressão leve no rosto, amorosa. Ele colocou os dedos entre meus cabelos e puxou até embaixo sem enroscar uma única vez. Eu agradeci ter hidratado ele aquele dia.

— Se eu soubesse naquela época que você gostava de mim... Poderíamos ter tido mais momentos assim.

— Você disse que não havia ninguém na sua lista. – falei sobre sua insinuação em ficar comigo.

*Eu sei que isso é infantil, okay? Mas nós tínhamos 15 anos...

— Eu menti. – ele me puxou pra ele novamente, dessa vez em um abraço. – Eu gosto de você, Hina. Gosto de você desde a primeira vez que te vi.

Meu coração se aqueceu, era como se uma esfera de felicidade e satisfação tivesse explodido dentro de mim.

Voltamos a nos beijar, dessa vez minha mão viajava pelo seu corpo. Passei pelo seu pescoço arranhando levemente com minhas unhas, passando por seu tórax e barriga até descansar a mão em sua cintura. Mesmo por cima do tecido grosso das roupas típicas do seu clã, ainda era possível sentir o quão definido eram seus músculos.

As mãos dele que estavam apoiadas na minha cintura, agora desciam apertando minha bunda, ele apertava contra ele num sinal para me aproximar mais, eu o fiz. Assim que cheguei mais perto, pude sentir o volume pulsando contra mim.

— aah – shisui soltou o ar, ainda de olhos fechados parei de beijá-lo e fui até seu ouvido e disse baixinho "tá bem duro aqui, né?" Levei minha mão pra tocar seu membro por cima da calça. Afastei a minha cabeça um pouco para ver sua reação, e para minha surpresa Shisui estava com o sharingan ativado e os olhos pouco abertos, sua respiração ofegante e seu rosto corado. "Que erótico" pensei.

— Você é tão lindo. – dessa vez, minhas mãos estavam subindo, puxando sua camiseta. – tira. - sussurrei.

Ele atendeu meu pedido, eu o ajudei.

Seu corpo é tão lindo. Músculos, cicatrizes, sua cor. Tudo nele era perfeito. Sua imagem desnuda me hipnotizava.

Após observá-lo por alguns segundos, dei-lhe um selinho e desci para o pescoço, dando beijos e leves mordidinhas até o seu pomo-de-adão, chupei devagar, encostei meus dentes mordiscando-o "Você está tão vulnerável agora.", Deslizei minha boca pelo seu peito até o mamilo, ele segurou minha cabeça "aí, não" fez com os lábios, mas não havia som. Ignorei. Segurei seu biquinho nos dentes e ele cedeu um pouco a mão, comecei a chupa-lo enquanto massageava o outro com os dedos. Consegui ouvir alguns gemidos em meio a reclamações silenciosas.

Depois de um tempo nisso, voltei beijando todo o seu corpo até sua boca.

— Sabia que você ia gostar. – brinquei com um tom de campeã.

— Não é justo só você poder. Eu também quero. – falou arrancando minha blusa. Mas para a insatisfação dele eu estava com minha roupa de kunoichi. Basicamente, era uma faixa enrolando os peitos, seguida de um top, uma camiseta arrastão e uma blusa fina de elastano, fora a que ele já tinha tirado. – Sem problemas, eu sou um homem paciente. - ele sorria enquanto esperava eu me despir.

Mas quando eu estava na segunda camada, alguém bateu na porta.

— tsc. - ele estalou a língua – logo agora, Itachi...

— Como você sabe que é ele? – fiquei curiosa.

Ele me olhou um sorriso — Temos uma conexão. – devo admitir que tremi um pouco. (off: fujoshi, né, bem?)

Ele vestiu a camisa e foi abrir a porta, eu fiquei no sofá. Pensei em sair pela janela, mas seria idiotice, Itachi já tinha percebido minha presença ali.

Eles conversaram um pouco na porta antes do Itachi finalmente entrar. Shisui não deve ter contado a ele que era eu, pois havia surpresa em seu olhar.

— Oi, Hina. Faz um tempo, né? – o sorriso dele é maravilhoso. É tão bom ouvir a voz dele novamente.

— Sim, bastante tempo. Você está bem? – acho que minha voz falhou.

— Estou bem. E você?

— Também estou. Shisui, está dando minha hora. – eu ia me levantando pra sair, mas percebi que nem tinha terminado a cura de sua mão, sentei-me novamente. — deixa eu terminar a sua mão.

Ele sentou ao meu lado e o Itachi na poltrona a nossa frente. Eles ficaram conversando, mas eu estava tão inquieta que nem consegui prestar atenção. Terminei a cura, me despedi deles e saí.

Como eles estavam ali, não achei que seria problema sair pela rua principal. Entretanto, engano meu. Kushina estava na porta da casa de Mikoto, elas estavam conversando. "Talvez ela não me veja se eu passar quietinha" , enganada novamente.

— Hina? O que está fazendo aqui? – Kushina perguntou desconfiada.

Minha mãe é uma vidente.

— Eu vim ver o Shisui, soube que ele se machucou... Achei que podia ser algo sério.

— Ele está bem?

— Sim, foi apenas um corte superficial na mão.

— Fico feliz por ele. – ela é tão linda, espero ter pelo menos um terço dessa beleza. – você vem jantar em casa hoje?

— Irei sim.

fim.

#naruto #shisui fanfic #fanfic #anime and manga

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lakamp · 2 years

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Honestamente eu amo essa fanfic, e quero que ela seja mais reconhecida. @x-authorship-x

#fanfic #shisui uchiha #shisui fanfic

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vulpisnocturna · 7 months

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Masterlist

Naruto:

Bribe for chores 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Shisui:

Mirror Sex 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Cringe habits 🦋🔮

Secret Turn-ons 🌹🌸

Sasuke:

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Being best friends (massacre/non massacre AU) HCs 🦋☕️

Itachi - Sasuke brotherhood HCs 🦋🌸

Madara:

Office sex 🍷

Corruption kink, virgin reader 🍷

Fucking louder than the neighbours to establish dominance 🍷

Dirty talk 🌹🍷

Yandere Madara dealing with you breaking up with him 🦋🌹

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

NSFW Alphabet 🍷

SO with PTSD 🦋🌸

Kakashi:

Rope play 🍷

Humiliation kink/Bratting 🍷

"I don't want you to be gentle, I want you to ruin me" 🍷

Aphrodisiac 🍷

Mirror Sex 🍷

Lingerie 🍷

Biting 🍷

NSFW Alphabet 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Obito:

Teasing while he plays videogames live 🍷

Yes, Sir 🍷

Fake Dating 🍷

NSFW Alphabet 🌹🍷

Itachi:

Lesson learnt - Power imbalance 🍷

Hate Sex 🍷

Edo Itachi meets his s/o and their child ☕️🦋🌸

Itachi Jealousy HCs 🦋

Reaction to an Edo s/o 🦋☕️

With a nerdy/STEM s/o HCs 🌸🦋

Somnophilia 🍷

"I don't want you to be gentle, I want you to ruin me" 🍷

Dirty talk 🌹🍷

Mirror sex 🍷

Interrogation (CNC fantasy) 🍷

Leash 🍷

Surprise 🌸🦋

College Professor Itachi x College student reader 🍷

Insecurities 🌸

Pining Itachi (HCs) 🌸🦋

Reader breaking his heart ☕️🦋

Reader has ADHD and Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria 🌸🦋

Drunk Itachi and horny reader 🌹🍷

Dealing with reader having a panic attack (HCs) 🌸🦋

Dealing with reader ignoring him on purpose (HCs) 🦋☕️

Yandere Itachi when reader breaks up with him 🦋☕️

First date HCs 🦋🌸

Itachi likes you, you are Sasuke's best friend 🌹🍷

Hot mannerisms HCs 🦋🌹

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Somnophilia II 🍷

Dating an emo s/o HCs 🌸🦋

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Squirting/bratting 🍷

Itachi in a relationship HCs 🦋🌸

NSFW Alphabet 🍷🌹

Secret Turn-ons 🌹🌸

Itachi - Sasuke brotherhood HCs 🦋🌸

Uchiha Clan:

How they would react to finding out their s/o has an IUD HCs 🦋🔮

Who has the best sex game? HCs 🦋🌹

Captured S/O who develops PTSD HCs 🦋☕️🌸

Akatsuki:

Beach Shenanigans HCs 🦋🔮

Reacting to reader wearing a pink bonnet to sleep HCs 🦋🔮

Where they like to have sex HCs 🦋🌹

There was only one bed HCs 🦋🌹

Who is actually good at sex HCs 🦋🌹🔮

Ideal partner’s personality traits HCs 🦋

Chrollo:

Binding Vow: Part I, Part II, Part III (Yandere Chrollo) 🍷☕️🌹

Bloodstained Rubies: Part I, Part II , Part III, Part IV (Yandere Chrollo) 🌹☕️

Thigh Riding 🍷

Overstimulation 🍷

Requited love hcs 🌸🦋

Nanami:

Make-up sex/Corruption kink 🍷🌹☕️

Toys & Voice kink 🍷

Gojo:

Sensory Deprivation 🍷

Voice kink 🌹🍷

Hate sex&Corruption Kink (virgin reader) - Part I, Part II 🌹🍷

#masterlist #this took forever #but here you go #i have written 41 fanfics #and 31 headcanon lists #dear lord #itachi smut #kakashi smut #obito smut #naruto smut #madara smut #shisui smut #chrollo smut #nanami smut #gojo smut

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handle-with-care-pls · 9 months

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Gorgeous commissioned art by sunimagee of a scene from chapter 6 of Death Can't Kill Us (AO3).

#death can't kill us #fanart #fanfic #itasaku #shisaku #kakasaku #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #sakura haruno #itachi uchiha #shiita #shisui x kakashi

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rocksama24 · 2 months

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A father's grief

Based on this specific chapter: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28287750/chapters/82269205

I just burst into tears, like no other. A gift for @x-authorship-x I love ur writting so much....!!!

#digital art #fanart #myart #naruto shisui #uchiha shisui #inoichi yamanaka #naruto #fandom #doodle #angst #fanfic #art prompt #my art #drawing

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shisui-shrine · 4 months

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Shisui X Short!Reader HC

Headcanons, GN!Reader, No warnings, Fluff

Loves, Loves, LOVES using your head as an armrest

Gives you nicknames to tease you based on your height

Also always hides stuff on the too shelf where he knows you'll need a chair or his help to reach it

Finds your parkour you do to the top of the shelf adorable

CANNOT take you seriously when angry. He always says: "You're about as threatening as a Chihuahua

Always lifts you up so you can kiss him better

Often gives you forehead kisses since that way he doesn't have to lean down so far

One time took a picture of you from above and said "This is how you look from my point of view"

ALWAYS comparing hand sizes, at least once a week

Usually prefer to be the big spoon for exactly that reason

Wear his clothes, just do it. You'll make Shisui so unbelievably happy

In general: Loves how protective he feels over you because of your height

#shisui uchiha #shisui x reader #naruto #self insert #naruto x reader #short reader #headcanon #fanfic

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kumeramen · 1 year

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⊹˚. ShiSaku Fic Recommendations ٠ ࣪⭑

Another ShiSaku fic recommendations thanks to @cherrycrow4ever for the good deal of fanfics they suggested and @sumisai-blog, even it's just one rec thank you nonetheless~🙏

Note : While it's fic recs for ShiSaku, there're some contains MultiSaku pairing which can be seen stated just below the fic's title so it won't cause confusion. Most are mature/adult content but will stated the rating regardless, enjoy the reading!

❥ ⌈ Crossfade [SERIES] • She_Who_Only_Knows_War ⌋

Rating : M / E || Modern AU

Sakura's going through a breakup. She joins Shisui on a drive as he waits for Itachi and Izumi to sober up.

❥ ⌈ Shut Up and Dance • sleepyfox ⌋

Rating : E || Modern AU

Sakura is desperate for a place to stay, and would do just about anything for a door she can shut in the face of anyone who pisses her off. Shisui hates being alone, and his apartment is too big for just him. It only makes sense that she should move in, right?

Crow is a famous YouTuber who posts dance videos and is known for never speaking or revealing his face to protect his identity. CherryBomb is a fan and dancer herself, and when she starts posting her own videos in response to Crow's, it sparks a friendly public rivalry and a far more private friendship. As their relationship deepens, they promise to remain anonymous where it matters most, because what they have is all they need... Right?

❥ ⌈ And So We Burn • sleepyfox ⌋

Rating : E || Pairing : MultiSaku (Haruno Sakura/Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Shisui) || Canon divergence AU

Shisui isn't surprised to see little Cherry-chan all grown up with a take no shit attitude, but he is surprised by how much he likes it. Turns out, she's just his type.

“Another Uchiha, Blossom? You seem to have a thing for guys with the Sharingan."

❥ ⌈ Would you... • Espoiretreves ⌋

Rating : E || Canon divergence AU

Sakura has no time to date. Shisui has no restraints. An injury brought them closer and their story begins.

❥ ⌈ Take Me Or Leave Me • AsterKnightengale ⌋

Rating : E || Pairing : MultiSaku (Kakasaku/ItaSaku/ShiSaku/GenSaku) || Canon divergence AU

“With the last of my power, I will take everything from you, as you have from me. This I curse you.” Everything around Sakura went black. She was falling, her legs tumbling from beneath her. It all went by so quickly she couldn’t even bring herself to scream.

When Sakura opened her eyes she was back on the grass though flat on her back this time. Slowly she sat up, a hand clutching her head that was pounding. She looked around and panic gripped her chest like a vice. “Sasuke? Naruto?” She turned to the ledge her team leader was and found it absent. “Kakashi-sensei?”

❥ ⌈ make me lose my breath (hit me hard) • onemorepineapple ⌋

Rating : M || Modern AU

She should have known she was doomed when she punched him in the face and he thanked her for it.

❥ ⌈ Flowers still bloom • jimmythemystic ⌋

Rating : T || Post-war AU

After the death of Sasuke and Naruto during the War, Sakura is only alive because she's pretty sure if she hadn't pulled herself off the ground, Kakashi would have buried himself beside them. And what would the village do without their Hokage?

Life in the village is starting to go back to normal. By chance, Sakura encounters someone long thought lost by the village. Can life, and love, bloom again?

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somorrow · 1 year

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Masterlist

Naruto: One Shots: Uchiha Love (Reader/Uchihas) 18+, Rain (Reader/Itachi) 18+, Loopholes (Reader/Obito) 18+, Is It Meant to Be? (Reader/Everyone) 18+, The Pursuit of Perfection (Reader/Itachi) 18+ Fics: The Flames of Love (Reader/Shisui/slight!Itachi) 18+ In Hell (Reader/Itachi/Obito/past!Shisui) 18+ Bound By Soul (Reader/Otsutsuki Indra) 18+ Dance (Reader/Madara) 18+ Venom (Reader/Sasuke) 18+ Good Morning (Reader/Itachi) 15+ Let Me In, Drag Me Out (Reader/Obito) 18+ All In (Reader/Tsunade) 15+ This Sucks (Reader/Itachi) 18+ Exsolutus (Reader/Shisui) 18+ My Hero Academia: One Shots: Three's A Party: (Reader/Dabi/Hawks) 18+ Fics: Three's A Crowd (Reader/Dabi(Touya)) 18+ Thicker Than Water (Reader/Overhaul) 18+ Karma (Reader/Dabi(Touya)) 18+ Death Note: Rebirth (Reader/Light) 18+

Multifandom One Shots:

Failed Creations (Dark Link/Reader) 15+, Refocus (Ike/Reader) 13+, Interview (Kiro/Reader) 13+ Tumblr Exclusive Scenarios:

Scenario Rules Naruto, 18+ My Hero Academia, 18+

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akamikazae · 2 years

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Love me Mercilessly Kakashi x Akami Chapter 20: The Edge of 17 word count: 5.4k tw: canonical character death, mentions of suicide, mentions of trauma, grief, mourning, unhealthy coping mechanisms, much angst previous chapters [x]

Akami celebrates her 17th birthday, her apartment is full of life, but all she can thing about is Shisui

“Hey Gai could ya get the door” Akami shouted from her spot on the couch.

Asuma and Genma were the last to arrive, seeing as Kakashi would just roll in whenever. “Happy birthday Akami.”

“Thanks,” she replied weakly.

This would be her first birthday since Shisui. She didn’t want to celebrate but she didn’t want to be alone so she embraced her 17th birthday. Asuma and Gai both brought her a bottle of sake. She was grateful this meant she could hoard her vodka, she’d started drinking since she woke up this morning. (With her coffee, in the shower, while cleaning. Last night.)

She considered inviting Itachi but since she and Shisui ended things, Ended things?…he dumped you. Since Shisui dumped her she didn’t feel welcome hanging around Itachi or Sasuke for that matter; even if it broke Sasuke’s little heart. It was easier to avoid the Uchiha District altogether. If she didn’t go there, if she didn’t look at it, it didn’t exist.

Gai proposed they all take a shot in her honor of course she wouldn’t refuse.

“Happy birthday Akami! May your youth never fade!” she easily slammed back her shot, already accustomed to the taste. Tenzo made a face at the bitter liquid.

Akami couldn’t recall the last time she celebrated her birthday, she didn’t like the attention and November 17th always made her think of Obito. After Obito died Shisui always tried to make her birthday special. When all she really wanted to do was sit quietly with him, knock back a few rounds. Well maybe that’s what she wanted right now. Shisui started to use Sasuke as an excuse, he would draw her a picture and make her a card. “Kami-chan! You have to have a cake!” “Did you make a wish?” “Here, I made this for you!” When Sasuke was around she found it easier to pretend to care. She refilled her shot glass without offering and knocked back another.

They started up a game of cards at Asumas suggestion. Shogi was his favorite but poker would have to do. Two rounds later and Asuma has taken 50 ryo off of each of them.

“Come on it's my birthday the least you could do is fork over your winnings”

“oh-ho, not a chance! You and I both know you wouldn’t do the same” Asuma said, reaching over to light her cigarette then his own.

“You sure it’s cool to smoke in here?”

She nodded in response but Asuma stalked to the window anyway climbing out onto the fire escape, Gai joined him.

She had drained her cup after the first round but no one else wanted a drink. So she attempted to pace herself. Her thoughts were becoming clearer and she didn’t like that. Tenzo went to the bathroom and Genma followed her into the kitchen.

Akami and Genma had been messing around for a couple weeks now. The sex a welcome distraction. Shisui had ended things about 5 months ago but it had only been a month, 1 week and 3 days since he took his own life. Akami wasn’t over it but when Genma was under her should could forget for a little bit. Forget that they had been fighting for weeks before the break up, forget that he had been distant, forget how much she missed him, forget how pathetic she was.

She’d taken on as many missions as she could get her hands on and trained three times a day. She couldn’t stand sitting still, it forced her to think. After Shisui dumped her she kept to herself, she tried to push down her feelings. She tried to pretend she didn’t care, but Akami was angry. Angry that she had wasted so much time on him, angry that she let him in, angry that she knew this would happen, angry that he left her too. She was better off alone.

Akami was more reckless than ever. Starting fights just to release her pent up rage, snapping at clients, and killing people on assignments just for getting in her way. Eventually Danzo had to publicly suspend her from Anbu missions, as she was drawing Hiruzen’s attention.

Danzo took full advantage of her current state and gave her every despicable task he could assign. Allowing her to continue in the safety provided by the shadows. And then Shisui killed himself. She felt responsible, guilt ate away at her until it turned to unbridled rage.

The assassinations were getting sloppy, the corpses she left behind were mutilated beyond recognition. It was hard to collect payment when you couldn’t prove you killed the right man. Danzo let it go, until she almost destroyed their underground training facility in an attempt to use Art of the Eight-Headed Serpent; a jutsu she didn’t even know she could do (even if only three heads emerged.) She woke up a week later in the hospital drained of her chakra to find she was now suspended from missions and training all together.

With nothing to distract her, she started drinking more.

She ran into Genma who was also drinking away his troubles. Raido had been injured on a mission and he was partially to blame so the two of them got belligerently drunk and she stumbled home with him. Despite her best efforts at confidentiality, Kakashi figured it out...

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