"Guy Always Finds Me When I'm All Alone."

"Guy always finds me when I'm all alone."

I like them trying to be together at a perfect distance.

Was thinking about my warring states Hatake farmer ocs and realised that Kakashi should never meet these guys because it’d give him such an identity crisis lol

Man’s appears to be the last of his clan (The Hatake, if you will), and depending on how much Sakumo managed to pass on to him and how much Kakashi has even bothered engaging with his heritage after all that, how much does Kakashi even know about his clan customs anyway?

When Konohans living post Sakumo’s death say Hatake they are referring to this one guy, but he’s been raised his whole life to be the model Konohan ninja instead of a Hatake. If he meets a bunch of Hatake with completely different customs (not even ninja! They’re civilian farmers), clan specific cues and behaviour that he had no one teach him to recognise, and they are so wary of outsiders from having grown up in an era of war and bloodline thieves, will they or even Kakashi himself accept him as Hatake?

Fandom likes to paint the Hatake as a super close knit clan so imagine Kakashi he sees these guys together laughing and helping each other and he’s all alone and so damn lonely but he doesn’t know how to get close to them or understand

Basically culturally alienated Hatake Kakashi and you better hope the Hatake clan members he meets are nice and wants to adopt/accept him but there’s inevitably going to be a lot of messy feelings and misunderstandings going on before they get there

Kinktober Week One

Pair: Kakashi Hatake x GN!Reader (M/GN Pairing)

Themes: Smut. Kinktober Week One: blowjob + semi-public sex.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Smut. Oral sex.

Summary: 1k-ish. Paperwork is just so boring. You take pity on poor Kakashi, slipping under his desk to help make the Hokage's day a little more interesting.

Note: Surprise! I very impulsively decided to do something fun for Kinktober. I have five cheeky little one-shots lined up that will drop every Friday + Halloween. They will all be anime themed, because the brain rot is real rn. Week Two: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader.

Kakashi’s fist clenched around the pen in his hand as he tried to focus on the papers strewn across his desk. It was pretty fucking hard, with the way your lips were wrapped around the head of his cock. His gaze flicked over to the door of his office, woefully unlocked. There was a little thrill that went down his spine at the thought of someone walking in. It was risky, having you on your knees under his desk, yet when you had come in offering to make doing paperwork more entertaining… he’d been too intrigued to say no. 

His free hand dropped to your head as your tongue teased the bottom of his tip, his jaw clenching as he held in a groan. Teasing little… He gently pushed down on the back of your head, ignoring your little sound of surprise as his length slid into your warm mouth. His eyes rolled back for a moment, before he glanced over at the door again as footsteps drew close. The pen in his hand started to creak as your nose bumped into his lower belly, and his cock hit the back of your throat. He had to drop the pen, not wanting to snap it and get ink everywhere. 

Fuck. Kakashi tried to make himself look busy with his papers, one hand still on the back of your head encouraging your every move. Up and down the entire length of his cock, he had to fight the urge to look down to watch himself disappear into your mouth. Beneath his mask, his face was burning. He bit down on his bottom lip as soft, wet sounds came from under the desk. Should’ve played some music. Too late now. 

His eyes widened and his thighs tensed up as your cheeks hollowed and you started to suck him in more and more. It was too much, it was too good. Damn it! His hips pushed up, and he roughly pushed your head down. He was panting - no way to play it off if anyone walked in now - as he fucked your face. His inhibitions abandoned, all he could do now was try to stay fucking quiet. 

“Ngh–” Kakashi stifled a groan as best as he could, the vulgar sounds of you choking on his cock were like music to his ears. It paired so nicely with your warm, wet mouth that had him on cloud nine. Your nose bumped into him, your head bobbing so enthusiastically as he pushed his hips up over and over. He exhaled sharply as your fingers dug into his thighs, pressure building up in his core as you massaged his thighs. When you began to palm at his balls, Kakashi’s free hand grasped the edge of his desk to try and ground himself. 

His senses were honed in on you entirely, at this point Tsunade could barge in and start yelling at him and he wouldn’t notice anything but that pretty mouth wrapped around his cock. His eyes trained on you, “Look up at me.” He growled out, watching as you looked up at him through your lashes while he fucked your face. That hazy look in your eyes, the way you did your best to breathe through your nose, you looked so damn good… If he had any faith in your ability to keep your mouth shut, he’d bend you over his desk and fuck you senseless.

Later, he’d have time for that later. For now, he felt your tongue pushing up against the underside of his cock and his back arched as his hips pushed forward. Your warm hand massaged his tightening balls, and Kakashi swore he was seeing stars from the way your cheeks hollowed out as you tried to suck his soul out through his dick. 

“Shit… Just like that.” His voice was low, vaguely aware of the busy hallway on the other side of his office door. His mouth fell open, Kakashi’s breath being taken away. He reached up, pulling down his mask desperate for some clean air with how hot his mask was getting. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted. You were relentless, and he loved the way your eyes narrowed slightly in delight at the effect you had on him. 

His toes curled as his cock and balls pulsed with imminent ecstasy, his hands flying to the arms of his chair. Kakashi squeezed, the wood groaning from his grip. His back arched and his hips lifted him up off the chair as he mindlessly thrust into your mouth while you had no choice but to hang on to his thighs to stabilize yourself. Kakashi’s eyes squeezed shut as the tension in his body snapped, his cock throbbing as he exploded in orgasm. Ragged breaths and low grunts spilled from his lips, low enough not to draw attention. 

While he came, you didn’t relent. Swallowing down every last drop, your tongue massaged the underside of his length and your head bobbed back and forth even as Kakashi’s thrusts faltered. As you drew out his pleasure, it took everything in him to keep from whimpering. As he squirmed, letting out a little shuddering breath, you finally lifted your head and freed him from your intense stimulation. 

You should not have that effect on him, Kakashi decided. He was the Hokage - the damn Copy Ninja. He was meant to be aloof, cool as a cucumber, not a complete puddle under your touch. Not making soft eyes at you and exposing his face to you as you delicately wiped the corners of your mouth with the back of your hand. Yet, here he was, knowing he’d do it all again. Already, he was plotting the way he’d get back at you for distracting him from his work - preferably in the privacy of your own home - where he could repay the favour tenfold. Yes, he’ll do it again. You had made good on your promise, his day had certainly been far more interesting than just doing paperwork - although not much work had been done. 

That seemed like a problem for tomorrow Kakashi. For now, he put himself back together. He wasn’t quite finished with you yet - not at all - and he loved the smile that spread on your lips when you realized precisely that. Paperwork and Hokage duties could wait, Kakashi’s needs couldn’t. It was going to be a long night.

this or nothing

Rock star ★

secrets

The night was streaked with rain, illuminated by lightning, and punctuated with branches clattering across the roof. A bang of thunder too close made him feel like they were under attack.

Pakkun quickly took in his surroundings: in a human house by smell, some sort of library by the scrolls and books lining the shelves in the room. In that room cowered a little boy, his eyes wide and dark while his light white hair stood in as many directions as possible. 

The boy was staring silently in shock, hand bleeding over the scroll on the floor.

A summoning contract. This boy had summoned him. He was tiny.

Though Pakkun was young, he was well educated by his mistress the Great Dog Spirit. He knew humans might possibly summon him from one of the few clans that had ties to canines, but he was expecting someone bigger.

Another too close flash and increasingly loud clap had Pakkun scurrying over to the boy hiding under what looked like a desk. The summoning contract below him and a blanket thrown over his head, the boy looked afraid.

“You’re not Kenzo or Tadeo,” the boy murmured as he launched himself under the boy’s blanket. Not being either one didn’t stop the kid from catching and scooping Pakkun up with his blanketed arms.

“Who are they?” Pakkun yipped, then settled down in the warm arms.

“My dad’s summons,” the boy looked on the verge of tears. Another close blast from the weather made the boy clutch him even tighter, shivering. This kid must be scared.

“You can’t summon with the bond someone else has created, kid,” Pakuun chided. His words made the boy cry outright. “Look, I’m here. I answered your call. Now we’re bonded. I’ll stay.” Licking at the tear streaked face he offered, “I’m Pakkun. Who are you?”

“Kakashi,” the boy sighed, releasing a bit of tension, “Hatake Kakashi.”

“You don’t seem big enough to be summoning anyone. Just how old are you?”

“Five,” the boy answered plaintively. 

Just a pup, the pug thought, though he himself was not much more than a pup.

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He and Kakashi were pulling the last of the pillows into the closet where they had shoved the futon and blankets, finishing the cozy nest far from the ferocious weather. Kakashi shut the door and awakened a glowing seal with a press of chakra. Pakkun watched the boy curl up into the bed, pulling a warm blanket over himself. 

“Coming?” He asked the little dog, lifting the corner to welcome Pakkun in. 

“Yeah,” Pakuun replied, walking in a small circle several times before settling. “Maybe tomorrow we should try summoning someone bigger. Like think big when you do the hand signs.”

“Mn,” Kakashi replied sleepily, curling around his new friend.

Pakkun wasn’t far behind, drifting to sleep to the feeling of deep comfort and knowing he was where he was meant to be.

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I wasn’t going to participate in this year’s Kakashi Week because life, but @badninken posted this and how could anyone not get ideas from that evocative piece.

And it is my birthday, so I do what I want.