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  • seeyounexttime
    04.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    December Line-Up is HEEEERRREEE

    December 4

    new episode of Blade Runner: Black Lotus

    followed by a short marathon of the previous episodes

    reruns of Dr. Stone & Dragon Ball Super continue

    December 11

    new episode of Black Lotus

    followed by the final 3 episodes of Yashahime: Princess Half-Demon (season 1)

    another episode of Naruto: Shippuden, followed by the rerun block

    December 18

    new episode of Black Lotus

    and then a movie: The Animatrix - which is apparently a series of short stories set before the events of The Matrix, written by the creators

    then the Rick & Morty shorts before another rerun episode of Super

    The following Saturdays will be Christmas Day (Dec. 25) and New Year’s Day (Jan. 1), and quite a few of you might be out of town, so Toonami will probably do some kind of marathon but we’ll see...

    ‘til then, ✨ Stay Gold ✨

    #toonami #blade runner black lotus #yashahime princess half demon #naruto shippuden #blade runner: black lotus #yashahime
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  • kanekolinkk
    04.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    After death - illustration for a kkob story we wrote with @fatummeum ❤️

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  • rainespells
    04.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Oh my god 😂

    #naruto#tsunade#tsunade’s parents#hashirama senju#madara uchiha #boruto naruto next generations #naruto shippuden #is actually where the clip is from #should i block out the usernames #but its reddit whatever
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  • kochounasia
    04.12.2021 - 2 hours ago
    #includes me #stan them with my every cells #itachi x sakura #itachi uchiha#haruno sakura#naruto shippuden#itasaku
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  • wind-becomes-lightning
    04.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Piss off your parents.

    Hello! I hope you enjoy this. This is overly long and took me forever but I just enjoy asshole Obito too much. Also just, Obito with tattoos? So hot. Anyway, here you go. Its partly Henry’s fault that I wrote this (also Obito’s because just... just look at him.

    18+ mdni. Smut, Penis in Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex.

    Obito Uchiha x Reader

    6591 words.

    Ao3 Link [x]

    To get your overly attached parents of your back you bring Obito home to dinner, a tattoed and pierced boy from your college. He is to play the perfect anti-boyfriend to annoy your parents. Obito takes his job very seriously.

    So if you wanna piss off your parents Date me to scare them Show them you're all grown up If long hair and tattoos are what attract you Baby then you're in luck. You wanna piss off your parents, baby Piss off your parents That's alright with me-

    He is extra dressed for the occasion. Somehow he found himself the most revealing t-shirt in his wardrobe, showing off his tattooed arms in all their glory. He also added more piercings to his earlobe. Probably fake ones, you guess. He looks positively like a 17 year old teenage edgelord and ugh you hate him, but he really did dress up. He is really taking this seriously.
    Swaggering over to you, waiting at the doorstep of your parents house, he winks at you. “Yo,” he greets, displaying silver rings on his fingers. Now that he is closer you can see that he is also wearing a silver necklace. He really went all out for this. You begin to wonder if you will regret your decision.
    “Hey, Obito”, you say as he comes to a stop right next to you. “You are late.” He shrugs his shoulders: “It works with my persona, does it not?” You suppress the urge to punch him in the face. He came all this way for you after all.
    You take a step back to scan him up and down. With his  shoulder length, spiky black hair, the piercings and tattoos, jewellery, black tanktop and black jeans he really does look like your fathers biggest nightmare son-in-law. Obito had even painted his nails. “I admire the dedication”, you say, pointing at the nail polish. He might be a weirdo in college, but he isn’t this much of a weirdo.
    He grins: “You wanted me to help you piss off your dad. So I made an effort.” Technically, you hadn’t really wanted him to help you. You were just sitting in the common room with your friend Rin and had mentioned, out loud, how strict your parents were with you about dating. Rin had suggested, jokingly of course, how funny it would be if you’d introduce a guy as your boyfriend who was the polar opposite of what they expected of you. As you had agreed to this Obito had jumped out of the woodworks and offered himself. You had never liked that guy, with his many tattoos and his unkempt hair and his many exploits, but well, he had looked the part, so you hired him.
    Interestingly, he had not asked for any favour in return, seemingly eager to dress up as the antithesis of a good boyfriend. Not that he needed to dress up much, you think. He is already bottom of the barrel on his best days. “We should go, I guess”, you sigh. Obito offers you his hand. “As your boyfriend for the day, you should always be close to me.” You growl. “Fine.” His hand is much bigger than yours. 
    Pulling him by the hand you move to use the doorbell. Your parents know you will bring a boy to dinner, they just don't know what kind of boy. Dad opens the door on the second ring. A broad shouldered, mid 50ties man, blond hair long grayed out. His eyes find Obito immediately and he frowns disapprovingly. Yes, you think, it’s already working.
    “This is Obito Uchiha”, you gesture at him vaguely and add: “My, ehm, boyfriend.” Using that word in relation to him feels like a bitter pill on your tongue. You look over to him and his face paints a pleased grin. You make a mental note to deck him after this whole ordeal is over. Obito shakes his head to display all the ear piercings to your Dad: “Nice to meet you.” He bows slightly.
    Your dad steps aside to let you enter the house and following him you try to let go of Obito’s hand, but he catches it immediately again. “I told you to stay close to me”, he whispers and you stick out your tongue back at him. He is such a loser, you think. Such a terrible person. He wears this shit-eating-grin again. You roll your eyes.
    “That’s Obito”, you introduce him to your mom, who is working away in the kitchen. Your parents have a very traditional household divide going on and your dad rarely ever helps in the kitchen. That is also the reason why you are expected to date a proper, christian, non-tattooed boy. Preferably a doctor. Your mother smiles at Obito and her gaze follows his hand into yours. “Nice to meet you.” Her eyes rest a little on his exposed tattoos. This is exactly working as planned.
    “I made several different kinds of foods, just to find something you might like”, she tells Obito, leading both of you into the dinning room. At least ten different kinds of meals are presented on your mothers best plates. They really seemed to have expected their future son- in-law to come by. It smells amazing, but Obito moves his face into a frown immediately. “Unfortunately, I don’t like any of this, but it will do.” You can hear your dad scuff from the door and your mother can barely keep the smile on her face. Both leave the room for the kitchen.
    “Do you really not like any of this?” you ask him, aware that he is still holding your hand for some unknown reason. You pull yours out of his. “Jesus, who do you think I am,” he winks at you, “I could eat all of this, it smells delicious.” You know he is just playing a character on your behalf, but you can’t help but feel a bit bad for your mom. She really did make that extra effort. “What will you guys drink,” your dad calls from the door and Obito answers without hesitation: “Beer.” 
    “Aren’t you a bit young for that?” You keep yourself from laughing. Your dad really thinks that people wait until they are married to drink alcohol, especially university guys. “I started drinking at 14, so no” Obito says, again not even thinking about his answer. Dad exchanges a look with you, his eyes narrowed. In his eyes you can read his immense displeasure at your choice of boyfriend. Your heart swells a little. Obito seems to have been a good choice for this after all.
    Your dad comes back in with the beer in hand and gestures to the two chairs next to each other. “Sit down.” He watches in disgust as Obito sits down without helping you in your chair. Both of you now start loading food onto your plates. While you take a lot of everything, Obito only picks up the fries and then dumps buckets of ketchup on it. Your parents exchange a look. 
    You admire Obito’s willpower for a second, especially after the way he had looked at the chicken before. He truly was committing to this persona he had crafted for himself, but then he puts his hand on your thigh. Half into hissing at him to take it away you realise you have to look like a couple, so you say nothing. Alright, break his nose later, you note.
    Your dad chucks down a huge amount of his beer, eyes fixed on Obito. He has not stopped frowning since you sat down for dinner. “Where did you get those?”, he circles his face with his fingers. “Dad, that’s rude to as-”, you try to say, but Obito cuts you off mid sentence: “The scars? I saved someone’s life.” He winks. The right side of Obito’s face is covered in half circular scars from an accident in his childhood. You don’t know the details, but his deformity doesn’t seem to halt his success with other girls.
    “Saved a life?”, your father says, scepticism very audible in his voice. “Yeah,” Obito sighs and stretches in his chair. “There was a collapsing cave and I pushed my buddy to safety.” He takes a sip of his own beer before he continues. “Unfortunately that meant that the stones fell on my head. Not pleasant. I almost died too, but alas..” He shrugs.
    “Is that true?”, you ask, eyes raised in surprise. You just can’t wrap your head around a person like him saving someone else's life. “Of course it's true, honey” he replies with a fake smile aimed at you. “You called me a hero last time I told you, remember? That's why you liked me in the first place.” You bury your fingernails in his hand on your lap. You will definitely have him murdered later.
    “Can I have another beer?” Obito asks your mother sweetly, tapping with the empty bottle onto the table. He hasn’t even had the decency to fill it in the glas that had been provided for him. She smiles a weak, fake smile and with a “Can you assist me?” aimed at you she leaves the room. You press Obitos hand and leave the room with her. In the kitchen she fidgets around the fridge. “Honey,” she says, looking at you like you are a sick dog, “are you, ehm, are you ok? Is everything alright with you?”
    Evidently she thinks you are mentally unwell to date someone like Obito, well not entirely wrong, you think. Who’d ever date a guy like this in the first place. Even if he wasn’t playing a person he was an unpleasant guy to be around. “Yes, mom, why? Did I say something wrong?” You play dumb, putting your head to the side innocently. “Oh, nothing, sweetie, I just wondered if… if Obito really is, you know, making you happy?” 
    You swallow down the disgust when you reply: “No, I’m very happy actually. I love him.” It feels like you burned your tongue. Luckily he is not here to hear or witness this, he’d never let you forget it. Your mother nods and you both go back to the dining room, where your father just says: “Why even so many tattoos? Are they meaningful?”
    Obito greets you by taking your hand back into his and placing it on the table. He shrugs his shoulders. “Some are meaningful, yes, some cover scars and some… “ he considers his words for a second, “I got some because I was totally wasted. Happens more often than not.” He laughs out loud turning his head to you: “Right, babe? I’m drunk a lot.” You raise your brows at him again but then you fake smile and nod. “All the time, it’s hilarious.”
    Eating dessert in silence, you glance from time to time over to your parents to see the effect your little stunt is having on them. Your father barely can hide how not satisfied he is with your “boyfriend”, constantly checking his arms and face, oddly fixated on the scars. Maybe he does not believe the story with the cave. Even you can hardly believe it to be true. Or maybe he just does not think facial scars are “proper” on a person. Who knows.
    Your mother constantly fidgets with the cutlery and the plates on the table, unable to look up to Obito or you. She is clearly uncomfortable, torn between supporting the happiness you told her you feel and the, well, general way Obito looks and behaves. Again, you feel oddly bad for her in a way, even if you feel excited by how well this whole evening is going so far.
    After everybody finishes, Obito puts the plate onto yours and with a gesture to the kitchen asks you to “clean it” for him. You can barely keep the sour look from your face as you stagger out with the empty things, your dad following you mumbling “He could at least clean up after himself.” You put the dishes into the dishwasher and start to make your way back.
    “Hey,” you hear Obito's voice in your ear. He has snuck up behind you and stepped in between you and the doorframe to cut off your way. You roll your eyes once more. Whispering, so that only he can hear it you ask: “What?!” He grins: “I might have told your dad I’m a heavy weed smoker.” He laughs. Oh god, he really enjoys this. “I told him,” he continues, still giggling away, “that I’m trying to get you into it, but you keep saying no.”
    “Well, thanks for at least keeping me out of it. I’d never hear the end of that”, you reply, nose ruffled in disgust. “Oh don’t make that face, you know the plan is working” he grins, moving a finger over your jaw. You just move your head out of his touch when your father walks by, stopping to watch the both of you. Obito notices immediately, using his hand to cup your cheek: “Want to sleep over at my place tonight, honey? Since I lost my job, we could stay up all night~” He almost sings the last two words.
    Your father steps forward, parting Obito and you from each other to get into the kitchen: “Can I get through, please.” He does not even pretend to smile, instead he looks like a volcano about to explode. It shouldn’t make you as happy as it does to see him this way. Parents should not try to police their children. “Sweetie,” your dad says, turning to you, “I think it is time for Obito to leave now, don’t you think?” His teeth are grinding every word out of his mouth. “It has gotten late and we want to go to church tomorrow morning.” 
    “Church, really?” Obito grins at you and you sense that this time he is being serious. Not that you have been going with your parents to church in the last 10 years or so, but this gives you an opportunity to get rid of Obito, so you paint your face with the sweetest smile you can come up with and reply: “Yes, Church. You know, babe, I’m dedicated.” Obito is now the one who rolls his eyes: “Alright, I’ll go.”
    “Well good to meet you sir,” he says to your dead, shaking his hand with a firm grip and after he thanks your mother for the “great meal.” (even though he only ate fries with old ketchup.) Then he takes your hand to go to the door. Loud enough so they can hear he says goodbye to you with a “See you tomorrow after, eh, church, honey.” Before he leaves he leans forward to place a kiss on your cheek. “Hey. they can’t see us now”, you whisper in protest, but he just winks at you and walks out the door.
    You sigh of relief. Well, this has been anxiety inducing, you think. Plus Obito really was exhausting to work with. At least he’d done his job fine enough. You walk back to the living room and while your mom is still cleaning up the dishes, your dad is watching tv. “I’ll sleep over here tonight, ok?” you ask, already knowing the answer would be yes. He nods, too angry with you to even look at you. “I’ll go to the bath then.” Turning your heels you make your way upstairs.
    After exiting the bathroom you can clearly hear your parents argue downstairs. “I won’t allow her to be with this.. this delinquent” you can hear your dad spit out. “I don’t think it's your choice”, your mom tries to calm him, but Dad audibly walks up and down the kitchen in anger still. “She is just trying herself out. She is doing this to piss me off”, he stomps his feet. Well guessed, Dad, you think. At least this whole torture was somehow worth it and its not like you have to ever talk to Obito again.
    Pleased with yourself you slip back into your room, as it is right next to the bathroom you haven’t even made the effort to dress up into more than a towel. When you slide the door close behind you, you almost drop it upon turning around. Obito, his head laying on his flat hand, is sitting legs crossed on your bed. “Wha- What are you doing here?” you scramble to keep your towel together. “I came in through the window”, he points at the open window, “I feel like that would fit the personality I’ve made up for myself, don’t you agree?” 
    “I can’t believe you did that”, anger and embarrassment rise to your head. “That is an invasion of privacy, you know that right?” He scoffs: “You want me to be your boyfriend for the day and that day is not over yet, is it?” His face wears that grin again. What a damned asshole. “Well what do you want from me?”, you ask. “Ahh,” his grin gets even wider, “I am here to receive my payment.”
    “Payment?” you raise your eyebrows. What the hell is he talking about? Obito’s eyes go up and down your figure, naked under the towel you’re wearing. You blush under his gaze. “As your boyfriend of the day I should be gaining all the privileges as well as the negatives. Don’t you agree?” He really annoys you with these constant rhetorical questions. Who does he think he is? You say “Definitely not” and shake your head but he just puts his head to the side: “I heard arguing downstairs.” Just how long had he waited here? “Imagine how upset your father would be if we’d sleep with each other. Isn’t that what you’d want?” 
    You make an “eh?” sound as he gets up to slowly walk over to you. At least he had the decency to take his shoes off inside your room - after he climbed in through the window like a monkey. “I mean you’re already undressed and all” he winks at you, gesturing at the towel you are wearing. “Will make things easier.” Ugh, yes, you absolutely do regret asking him for help. You should have known he’d pull something like this. You consider your options. Saying no would be so easy, but on the other hand he had actually helped you and honestly, what was a little casual sex anyway. Just a quick thing and then you’d finally get rid of him.
    Sighing, you say: “I hate you.” He cracks his neck: “That's fine by me, honey.“ Oh god, you’ll definitely kill him one of these days. “Let’s get this over with. I’m sure it will be quick anyway”, you prick your tongue out at him. He widens his eyes, accepting the challenge: “We will see about that.” His head now towers over you and you can make out an animalistic look in his eyes, like he is a lion about to devour you. Fuck, what have you agreed to?
    Before you have the chance to change your mind he has already moved a hand around your waist and pulled you to his body. “Oh,” he grins, “your skin is cold. I guess you wouldn’t mind if I warmed it up then, hm?” You look up at his face and he takes the opportunity to press his lips onto yours.  
    For a second your heart stops beating, as you get your first opportunity to taste him. His lips are big and soft on yours, his tongue asking for entry to your mouth. You let him in, touch him with your tongue and lose yourself in the exchange. The pulse in your veins is quickly increasing, especially as his hands are wrapping around you now. He feels good, he smells good, he tastes good. For a short eternity you forget where you are and who you are kissing. 
    Obito pulls away and grins at you standing in front of him, lips slightly parted and chest slightly heaving. It is written all over his face how much he enjoys having egged you on in this way. “I think it would be appropriate to go to bed, don’t you think?” his shit-eating grin grows larger. “To warm you up.” Completely wrapped up in the heat of the exchange with him you have not noticed how cold your arms have become. After all, your wet hair is still lightly dripping onto your back. You sigh, “Sounds reasonable.”
    “Turn off the lights,” he orders and even though you follow the instructions, you don’t appreciate being bossed around. “I don’t like people telling me-” you stop, the rest of your sentence stuck in the back of your throat. In the dim light from the window you can see Obito pull his shirt over his head and expose his muscular backside to you. Though defined, it seems like one half of his back is made up of different skin tissue than the other. Maybe his story about the collapsing cave had not been fake after all. “You look all patched up like a doll”, you say trying to be your snarky self in tone, while your eyes still fixate on his body. He is hot - as much as that admission pains you.
    “I am a hero, I told you '', he rips the cover from your bed and presents you with the empty mattress. “Warm yourself up, honey.” You make a mental note to break all his fingers. It suddenly occurs to you that you would have to get rid of the towel first before going to bed and that getting rid of your towel, your protective shield, would mean that he’d see you naked. Sure, lights are off, windows closed and you had agreed to sleep with him, but it seems so sudden anyway. Sensing that you shy away, Obito closes the short distance between you and kisses you again. “No backing out”, he whispers against your lips.
    Drawn back into his lips, you let yourself get guided to the mattress. Gently he takes your grip off the towel and it falls over your hips to the ground. It's so easy to lose yourself in his lips again. His touch on your skin raises your pulse and the excitement in your heart. He is a terribly good kisser. Unnervingly good at knowing how to push your buttons. He pushes you onto your own bed with soft force and then he crawls all over you, blanket pulling behind him. “We will run out of air”, you say weakly, as he completely covers you both. You don't need to see his face to hear the smirk in his words: “You will.”
    Now completely hidden under your own blanket Obito’s fingers quickly move over your naked skin. Trailing them over your hips to your breasts to your neck and then your face, sparking little pockets of goosebumps as he goes. You catch his mouth only for a short time, his tongue running over yours fast and urgent. You can feel that he doesn’t want to waste any time now. Well you wanted it to be quick. 
    From your mouth he kisses down your jawline and then sucks himself into the side of your neck, forcefully pushing your head away to give him space. Electrified, you let out a soft moan. He bites you in a reaction to it.
    Leaving your neck bruised and clearly enjoying himself, he moves further downwards to gently caress your boobs. At first he just touches them with his fingers, moving softly over the nipples, but then he adds his tongue to the mix. Playing and sucking around your nipples until you are breathless, wishing he would just move on downwards. You put his hair in your fist and scratch his scalp. 
    Emboldened by your reaction he continues his work around your breasts. “Do you want me to go further down?,” he whispers, trailing his fingers over your belly and hips to your legs. You can’t say if the heat you feel is from him or the blanket. “Oh, you know it, asshole.”
    “That's not very friendly of you, honey” he teases again and you scratch him a little harder. He moves his kisses further down your body, kissing along the inner lines of your legs. You can feel yourself vibrating with anticipation. Everytime he comes closer to your clit, he immediately moves away again, leaving it untouched, still you can’t help but moan helplessly at the proximity alone. His left hand stretches out to caress your nipple once more and you close your hand around it to bury your fingernails in it.
    The first time you say his name it comes as a sighed, frustrated whisper after he lightly blows over your folds.“Obito…”  He props his head up, even in the dim light you can see his dark eyes glare at you triumphantly. “You are impatient”, he says. So pleased with himself. You want to kick his head, but then he actually touches your clit and you can’t help but jerk your body into his touch. “So wet already, hm?”, he hums, as he starts moving over you softly. 
    You feel so warm, a heat filling you up from the core of your body. He moves over your clit with his finger steadily, quickly and damn he really seems to be in a hurry. You feel yourself nudging closer to the end with each movement, his kisses burning on the inside of your legs. “I- I think I’m..” you stutter, unable to catch a breath. You stretch your legs to prepare yourself for the incoming orgasm, but just as you feel it starting, Obito suddenly pulls his hand away.
    “W- Why?” you prop your head up and your eyes meet his. “It’s not time yet”, he punches lightly against the blanket moving it upwards. You can feel cool air on your skin. Softly stroking your naked skin again, he moves upwards following his hand to your breasts and then your face. He finds your lips and kisses you again, cupping your face in his hands. You can feel your breath slowing down again. What was that?
    As if he has heard your thoughts he whispers in your ear: “You said I’d be quick.” He pushes your head to the side. “Revenge, honey.” Oh, you will definitely kill him slowly and carefully after this is over. Maybe with a spoon so the pain will last longer, you fantasize. Obito kisses your neck again, moving once again down your body. “Don’t even start again if you aren’t gonna finish it, idiot”, you snap. “You don’t mean that”, he says calmly. His superiority complex really pisses you off.
    With his fingers he moves over the still very wet slit again, shooting a pulse through your body. For a moment he just leaves his thumb pressed on your clit, then you can feel his tongue moving over it. “Obito… ah.” You cramp your hand in his black hair again, as the moan slips from your mouth. Now with his tongue moving between your legs you can feel the intensity of it stronger than you did before. Licking and sucking around you he once again reaches out long fingers to pinch and move around your nipples. You feel your body twitching.
    Panting heavily you press out: “Are you going to stop again?” but get no reply from Obito. He continues using his tongue, the sounds of his work ringing in your ears. Fuck, he is good. Your fingertips feel like they are under static shock and you know that soon the rest of your body will feel electric again. You crawl your hand so deep in his hair that you can hear him wince a little. Good, you think. Revenge, honey.
    As a payback he speeds up his movement around your clit. You breathe out heavily, the air thick under the blanket. Again your legs are shaking, moving to open themselves further for him to continue, nudging you over the finish line. You can feel it coming on again, the burning inside of your chest returned like a re-ignited flame. “Yes, ah, yes.” You can’t hold the words back from coming out of your mouth and this time, this time, he has to let you finish right?
    Wrong. Suddenly he stops again, whispering “Not yet, sweetie” with every breath of air on your clit making you shiver. Why? Why is he doing this to you, you wonder. You are too frustrated to think of any more ways to have him killed at some point. He moves back up to you. “Do you want to know what you taste like?” he asks, not waiting for a reply. Pressing his mouth down on yours he touches your lips and you let him in, tasting his tongue again on yours.
    “Obito, why…?” you don’t want to finish your question, feeling childish in your displeasure. Wasn’t it clear that he was toying with you? It’s all he had done from the first time you’d encountered each other. “Unhappy, dear?” Obito grins even wider than you’ve seen him grin before. 
    You should’ve just said no when he asked you for sex. You should have just said no when he offered to be your fake boyfriend. You should’ve just stayed away from him for good. “Shut up, I’m done with this- this shit.” Frustrated and angry you try to move away from under him, but he firmly holds you in place.
    “Oh, my my, who would have thought that edging you on would make you this mad. I was just playing, calm down.” If your hand were free you’d poke his eyes out right there and then, but sadly they are stuck under him. “Believe me, once the payoff comes it will feel so much better. You have to be patient, honey.” Obito kisses your jawbone softly, then he places small kisses up your cheek until he finally reaches your mouth again.
    By now you should have been used to the wonderful way his lips feel on yours, how they can magically cool down the anger inside of you and have you melt under him, but still - it surprises you. Your tongue softly touches his, searching for the sweet taste of his mouth and you have immediately forgotten what you were mad about. There is only his scent and taste in your head and once again you give yourself fully over.
    Seemingly convinced that you won’t run away anymore, Obito frees his right hand, once again softly moving his fingers down your naked body. Touching your nipples once more and pinching them between his fingers until your moans come back. Satisfied with the sounds out of your mouth he takes his hand away, sits himself up and touches your clit with his pointer finger one more time. You yank yourself into the feeling. 
    “Should I go again?”, he whispers against your lips, barely parting from them to say the words. You wince as a reply, unable to think or to formulate sentences. Your head is spinning with desire. He touches your tongue once again with his while he also moves over you between your legs. “Ah,” you moan and “please.” Which he obviously wanted to hear. Leaning over fully he now inserts a finger into you.
    A gasp escapes you, which he quickly swallows with his lips, his finger in you moving steadily now. You sigh, air coming out pressed and heavy, especially since he also drowns you with kisses. Arms thrown around his back you bury your fingernails into him once again, while he pulls your hair with his left hand. You’re so close to him now, not an inch between you. The stimulation seems too much, especially since he now increases the pace of Obito’s finger.
    “Obito, please…” He growls, evidently loving to hear you plead his name. He pulls the finger out and inserts two, the increased intensity immediately making you let out a muffled moan. His lips are once again on you, taking in every sound escaping you. Letting go of your face for a moment he moves his head to your boobs again, sinking his mouth over your nipple. The combined action of his fingers and his touch electrify you. My god, he really knows what he is doing.
    Your body is now twitching out of your control in his arms, ready in anticipation for the finish once again. Maybe this time he will actually let you feel it. Before that however, he pulls his fingers out again, leaving you to miss his touch instantly. “Three”, he purrs, now with his lips against yours again. “Oh god”, you move your body closer into his touch. Speeding up even more now, he curls his fingers inside you. For the third time this night you can feel your inside burning. “Can-can I, this time?”, you ask, voice pressed and coarse.
    Obito grins again, enjoying your submissive behaviour. He straightens his fingers out once more. “Do you really want it?”, he whispers. You feel desperate. He is just doing a power play with you again and in any normal state you’d never let him get away with it, but you have been dangling over the edge so many times now that you just want to be let go.
    “Please,” you beg, “Please, Obito, please.” He speeds up just enough for your moans to return. “You really want it, honey?” he asks again, touching your tongue again with his. There is no air in your lungs and your mind feels clouded. You can’t formulate more sentences and your reply comes out in pressed words. “Please” and “Obito”. Gently touching your lips with his he finally says: “Fine, I grant you your wish.”
    Your momentary relief is immediately taken away as he does not grant you the end this time either. Instead he pulls his fingers out. “You said .. you said you would..!” you cry out like a child, breath still heavy and unsteady. “Patient, patient”, he says in a low voice as he pulls off the blanked from the both of you and pushes you on your back. You watch him tower over you, pants quickly pulled down, his cock big and hard in front of your eyes. “I want to join the fun”, he growls, eyes burning even in the dark and you’re so delirious that you don’t even protest when he lazyly throws a condom at you. Quickly you pull it over him. Obito lets out a big sigh at the touch of your hand.
    Without another second of warning he pushes himself right into you, thrusting so deep that you let out a squealing noise. He moans with pleasure. “Ah, you really wanted this, didn’t you.” He thrusts forward heavily, but slowly. “You are so tight and wet, just for me, honey.” Grabbing your hips with your hands he pulls you to him. “Fuck”, you say, crawling your hands into the sheets of your bed.
    Outside your room you can hear voices. Your parents have evidently stopped arguing downstairs and decided to go to bed too. With the bathroom being next to your room there is only a wall between them and you now. You feel your heart sink for a second when you can clearly hear your dad brush his teeth next door. Obito picks up on your change in attitude immediately, pushing deep inside you to make you refocus on him. “Do you want them to hear us?” he asks, a devilish look on his face.
    “Definitely not”, you press out, biting your lip as he thrusts into you again. He takes a hand from your hip to your mouth. “Then you have to make sure you are quiet, sweetie.” Animated by the obvious challenge once more, he thrusts deeper and faster than before, his hand still pressed down on your mouth. You moan into it, digging your fingers deeper into the sheets. Next door you can hear your dad talk to your mom, they seem to still be arguing over the man that is now fucking their daughter. If only they knew.
    “You are so loud still”, Obito coos, moving his thumb over your lips. “You don’t want to get caught, do you?” You shake your head. He increases his pace a little more, now also breathing heavily. The core of your body feels like it is burning up, once again inching closer towards the finish line. Clearly, while he enjoys torturing you like this, he is also nearing his end, you can see it by the way his face is flushed and how his breaths come out irregular and pressed. The grin, however, has not left his face. You avert your eyes.
    Steps on the hallway indicate that your parents have finally finished getting ready for bed. You hear them whisper in the hallway: “... like I said, she could do better. I can tell, she didn’t even like the guy very much.” Your father is not wrong, technically. Obito loves what he hears and he goes even harder than before. “Ok, honey, do you want to come for me?” You do, your body squirming beneath him desperately. He has edged you on three previous times, but now he seems to be serious. “Yes,” you whisper against his fingers, “please, please Obito, let me.”
    “Then, do it. Come for me”, he demands and you comply with pleasure, as you finally fall off the edge. You arch your back into him as he keeps moving into you, while the wave of the orgasm pushes through you. You bite his finger to keep your sound low, not sure if your parents have already gone to the other part of the house and Obito watches you with a proud grin, as your body twitches out of your control. He lets you ride the wave, steadily pushing forward as you start to see stars. Finally, finally, the torture ends.
    “Good girl” he purrs. Watching the pleasure on your face also helps get him there, as he speeds up his movements even faster and harder, to his own satisfaction. He takes the hand off your mouth and instead closes it around your throat as he chokes the air out of you. “Yes, fuck, yes”, he mumbles, thrusting forcefully into you. You feel tears in your eyes, overwhelmed by the stimulation and the lack of air.
    You press out: “Harder”, because you know he wants to hear it. Obito groans and comes too, body pulsing, eyes turning. He is so hot like this. Fuck, no need to deny it. You are excited to see him this way. He keeps moving for a moment or so, bathing in his own pleasure, then he just collapses on top of you, his head buried into your neck.
    All the sweat between you makes you wonder if you should go shower again, as you absentmindedly stroke your fingers through his black hair. Eventually he pulls out and gets rid of the condom in your corner trash can. You watch his naked body in the dim light. Yes, he is hot, even when he is not fucking you senslessly. 
    “Hey, is that story about the cave true,” you ask, as Obito climbs back into your bed. He spins a strand of your hair around his finger. “If you come to my dorm, maybe my buddy Kakashi can tell you how I, you know, literally saved his life.“ You run your fingers over his facial scars. “Next time I will pay you back for what you did to me tonight.” He raises his eyebrows: “Next time?” You feel so tired now, eyelids too heavy to lift anymore. 
    “Yes, next time.”
    #naruto#Naruto Shippuden #uchiha obito x reader #uchiha obito x you #smut#uchiha obito#obito uchiha #nisi's bad fanfiction #so yes this took me a month and im very tired but obito could fuck me anytime i guess #its just how it is my dudes its jussst how it is
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  • anxmethots
    04.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    i just think that. pan deidara. thank you for your time.

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  • demonictenshi-art
    04.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    WIP of my new fanart I hope to finish this tomorrow, I hope you like I am not to sure myself.

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  • demonictenshi-art
    04.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    02.10.2021

    Clip studio

    Meh I am feel like shit but enjoy this old art work I hopefully will feel better tomorrow

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  • pewpewpew
    04.12.2021 - 4 hours ago

    ok what about this one

    #sasuke#orochimaru#naruto#naruto shippuden#my art#sannin sasuke#naruto au #at some point i gotta accept the responsibility of draweing the whole team even tho i did not want to draw sasuke
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  • shadowshisui
    04.12.2021 - 4 hours ago

    Bury Me Face Down by grandson is a perfect Sasuke song and I'll stand with that forever

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  • riveluart
    04.12.2021 - 4 hours ago

    Proud member of the Women with Weapons fan club

    #ally cat doodles #my art #my digital art #fan art#naruto#naruto shippuden#tenten #tenten is deserved more screentime I mean all the girls deserved more than they got but #I may be biased for tenten but I mean #look at her
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  • uruhiyo
    04.12.2021 - 6 hours ago

    I drew my baby today…i wanted an new profile pic for my instagram account dedicated to Naruto-chan 😌🍥🍥

    I love him so much!!! ☺️

    It’s the first time I drew a Naruto character…I hope my Naruto is cute…🥺🥺

    Enjoy!!! 🥰🥰

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  • vivisockless
    04.12.2021 - 8 hours ago

    Here they are together. I made Hidan last year but I edited the painting a bit to match them better. 

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  • oneezigui
    04.12.2021 - 9 hours ago

    Naruto Baryon Mode 🔥

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  • kakairuincorrectquotes
    04.12.2021 - 9 hours ago

    Kakashi: Oh no...there's no more room on the couch...

    Iruka: Kakashi, there's room for like three other peop-

    Kakashi: Guess I'll just have to sit close to you.

    Iruka: There's an entire couc-

    Kakashi, already snuggled up: What a shame.

    #incorrect kakairu quotes #iruka umino#kakairu#kakashi hatake#naruto#naruto shippuden #incorrect naruto quotes #incorrect quotes#kakashi#iruka #kakashi x iruka #kakashi/iruka
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