Naruto Madara - Tumblr Posts

so I saw this on instagram and I giggled so i figured y’all would giggle too.

Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.

His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.

Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.

"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.

He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.

The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.

"Madara"

There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"

"Wake up"

He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"

"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"I... I don't understand"

"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"

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"Madara... I'm dead"

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"Please... wake up"

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"Wake up"

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Madara woke up from his dream.

Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.

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fluff and angst? yes please

Mod// Heyyy guess what, I actually have a request for once!!!

Could I get a Madara × Fem!Reader OneShot/Headcanon/Drabble?

I fell really hard for that bastard over the last couple days and probably broke a couple bones as I did.

I was thinking of something like his wife teasing and provoking him (because he's hot when he's angry) so that he can put her in her place. She'll be obedient again after that. (I swear the things I'll let this man do to me, I need holy water)

NSFW would be great, but doesn't have to be.

Hope you have a lovely day my dear!💜

[ 🌸 ] bby… I think I overdid this 😂🤙🏼

Characters: madara uchiha

genre: mentions of the fluff type… and then it gets hot

warnings: sex, squirting, spanking, you-know-what nicknames 🫣…, +18, v & p, positions, writer don't remember what more crap she wrote,

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minors go read something productive, thank you for your attention

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"Little brat"

You shuddered at feeling a spank on your butt before gasping from a particularly hard thrust into your sweet spot.

You couldn't move; Madara had tied your wrists with his belt, leaving you completely immobilized and at his mercy when you had pathetically tried to pull away from the overstimulating pleasure, soaking his palm in the process. Your knees were starting to feel numb.

A smile had appeared on your face initially when your plan to make your loving husband give in to your provocations had worked. Married life with your partner had left you smitten, but Madara had not wanted to stop being gentle with you.

Making love had felt like touching the sky the first time you decided to give yourself to him: the gentle and almost timid touches, the whispers of how much he loved you made, and had made your heart and chest feel warm before sending you into another orgasm.

You knew it; you already knew the reason: he didn't want to corrupt you. He didn't want to hurt you with his roughness or his touch. You could understand his concern, but after two years of the same slow and tender rhythm, you had quickly grown bored, leaving you wanting more.

You had heard of women who had provoked and teased their husbands to bring out their wilder side. At first, you refused to take that path, deciding to wait. Instead, you chose a more direct approach by selecting lingerie; you thought you had succeeded, but it was the same.

It didn’t matter the different types of bras that gave you that cleavage most girls would kill for or the different types of thongs that highlighted your hips and butt. The color or the foreplay didn’t matter, it wasn’t enough for Madara to take you the way you desired, and that’s when you decided to do the only thing left.

Teasing him was nothing new, you were always gentle, choosing humorous and almost sarcastic responses. But provoking him? That was new territory, especially doing it in front of other people. You didn’t know how to act, you just followed your instinct.

A pitiful moan escaped your lips when his thrusts concentrated on hitting your already sore and overstimulated G-spot. A thin trail of saliva escaped your lips, staining your chin. Your breasts moved with Madara's rough movements, your nipples still throbbing from the harsh treatment Madara had given them.

You felt another smack on your ass before feeling Madara’s soft but rough lips on your shoulder.

“Did you really think you would get away with it, darling?” he whispered mockingly in your ear before gently biting your earlobe, contrasting with his hard thrusts. You clenched your hands as you felt another orgasm approaching.

In an almost pitiful act, you begged, trying to articulate a comprehensible word between moans and gasps, “I… please… no more–”. You stopped when a scream tore through you as your pussy convulsed again, making your juices spill onto the already wrinkled sheets of the bed. You might have felt bad about staining the bed if it wasn’t already stained. Your pussy clenched again when his cock went deeper inside you, leaving you panting. You felt like you were going to split in two. Your orgasm felt so close when his cock hit that special spot again; you were going to explode at any moment.

You weren't going to last long; your head fell as you tried to babble again, “please… I don't think I can…” you tried to articulate as your eyes closed and opened, hesitant with pleasure.

An almost sinister laugh came from behind you, making you shiver. You didn't know if it was for pleasure or fear; Maybe it was both. A large hand left your hip to trail down your smooth stomach before moving down.

With a loud gasp, you tried to close your thighs in a pathetic attempt to push his hand away from him to try and avoid what was to come, but he was faster. His legs were placed over yours, crushing them, but not hurting them.

“Yes you can,” he murmured in an authoritative tone of voice after slapping your clit before massaging it roughly, quickly and carelessly.

You felt like you were in hell and in heaven, you were going to end soon. A blush crept up your chest and face as you imagined what the two of you would look like: Madara fucking you from behind, you on your knees and completely helpless, being held down by her belt while you pitifully begged him that you couldn't take it anymore.

Small tears came out of your eyes as you felt it again. You were going to finish very soon. A moan that felt like a scream escaped your lips when you felt it. A liquid escaped from you, staining his hand, which did not stop moving, onto your thighs and onto the already wet sheets beneath you. You had squirted.

The pleasure didn't let up for a single moment, leaving you trembling. Your orgasm seemed endless; Madara's hand didn't stop, leading you to the overstimulation door with force.

You screamed his name as you tried to get away from his hand, but it was impossible. A slap on your clit stopped you, “Brat, trying to get away from your punishment again?”

"You're so pretty, I wanted to take loving care of you, but because of your behavior I have to put you in your place," he growled as he bit and sucked on your neck. "But if this is not enough, I will have to teach you how to behave in the next few days, you spoiled little woman."

Internally, you regretted having provoked him so much, on the other hand, it would be difficult to walk for the next few days. But, if this was going to be your daily punishment, every time you decided to provoke him, you would gladly take it.

A shaky sigh left you as your eyes rolled towards the back of your head, a smile appearing on your already stained face. The next words that came out of you would send you to your doom, and you knew it, but honestly you didn't care, “You don't know– how much I love listening to... your empty threats”

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You are so over.

Lovely Lady Uchiha (Concept Idea)

Some time ago, before the village Hidden Behind the Leaves or also Konohagakure was founded, the clans lived in their own individual villages. For example, the Uchiha, who were known for their Sharingan. The leader wanted to make sure that his eldest would receive an heir, if he and his younger brother were killed in the war. But he would not accept just any young Uchiha, so he chose the eldest daughter from the secondary family. The eldest son resisted, but reason prevailed. So it happened that the other family was invited to dinner. The two parents and their two daughters. But the eldest son had already met the younger sister beforehand. You could call it love at first sight. The older brother visibly showed his interest in the young lady and his disinterest in the older one who was snooty and selfish. The girl showed her insecurity, so he made a proposal. He had three days to prove his loyalty and sincerity to her. If at the end of the third day she was still so aloof and uncomfortable, he would marry the older sister.

Would anyone want to read this?