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kakashi hatake — accidental kiss
when team 7 accidentally makes kakashi and his old friend kiss
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Kakashi and the Uchiha
Y/N Uchiha was the first child of Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha, older sister to both Itachi and Sasuke, and once considered one of the most promising shinobi the Uchiha clan had produced.
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What We Keep Hidden | K.H.
The mission is simple: find Y/N and eliminate them. The problem is Kakashi has fallen hopelessly for the enemy. (read premise.)
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Kakashi
Years after the Third Shinobi War, Y/N has earned a reputation as one of the Hidden Leaf’s most talented jōnin—calm under pressure, deadly in battle, and fiercely loyal to those she loves. Though she and Kakashi Hatake have kept their relationship mostly private, their bond has quietly deepened through shared missions, unspoken trust, and late nights spent patching each other up. But when a dangerous missing-nin from Kakashi’s past resurfaces—someone tied to secrets he never told her—Y/N is assigned to the mission beside him. As old wounds reopen and enemies begin targeting those closest to Kakashi, Y/N must decide how far she’s willing to go to protect the man who never learned how to ask for help. Between deadly battles, hidden truths, and feelings neither of them are good at saying aloud, their relationship is pushed to its limits.
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Held Close | KAKASHI
[The cover image is was inspired this :3 I can’t stop making baby stories!!] Your maternity leave ended. Your separation anxiety didn’t. If Konoha wanted its jonin back, your baby was coming too.
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Behind the Mask | KAKASHI
[Requested!] Kakashi Hatake is a highly respected shinobi, former ANBU captain, and terrifyingly competent operative. He is also completely incapable of acting normal around his favorite coworker.
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HK
Hatake Kakashi
Y/N, the hidden princess of a distant storm-covered village, was never meant to leave home. Raised behind guarded walls and constant thunder, your existence was a secret—even among your own people.
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Step Father
He loves his little Lotus.
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‧₊˚ NARUTO┊ wedding day nerves ‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚.
The morning sun had barely risen above Konohagakure.
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‧₊˚ NARUTO┊ someone hurt her ‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚.
The last few days had felt too long in his wife’s absence.
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‧₊˚ NAR┊ hunted daughter ‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚.
credits to the core concept and idea to the creator: ‘Hannesnumberonelover’ on c.ai !! i only kept the core idea and the first paragraph and did some paragraphing / chunking !
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Quietly, We Choose
The war is over, but Rin Kazehara never learned how to stop being useful. A jōnin with an erased past, she navigates a quieter Konoha where purpose is no longer assigned. When her path crosses again with Kakashi Hatake, now Hokage, Rin must choose who she is without orders.
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𓏵‧₊˚ NAR┊ wive’s death, nightmare‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚.
Kakashi and Julie had the kind of marriage people envied. Not because it was perfect, but because it was real—gentle mornings, quiet jokes, and the kind of love that didn't need to be spoken aloud.
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Boruto the next generation: My baby (kakashi vers)
One rainy afternoon… Destiny stood outside the Hokage Tower holding a small lunch box. She’d woken up early to make Kakashi’s favorite grilled fish and rice after hearing him tell Shizune he hadn’t eaten all day. She smiled as she reached his office. But before she knocked… She heard voices inside. Shizune frowned. “Lord Sixth, you need to go home.” Kakashi sighed tiredly. “I can’t.” “If I leave now, tomorrow’s work doubles.” Destiny quietly looked down at the lunch box. “…He’s busy.” She left it outside his office door without saying a word. ⸻ Later that evening… Kakashi found the now-cold lunch. Attached was a tiny note. Don’t forget to eat. Love, Destiny. He smiled sadly. “I’ll thank her tonight.” But when he got home… She was already asleep. ⸻ Weeks turned into months. The notes continued. Lunches appeared outside his office. Fresh coffee. Books she’d borrowed because she thought he’d enjoy them. She never asked for anything in return. Not even his time. ⸻ One afternoon… Riku accidentally wandered into Destiny’s room while looking for crayons. He froze. Every wall was covered with photographs. Pictures of Kakashi carrying her on his shoulders. Teaching her to throw kunai. Reading stories. Making snowmen. At the center of the wall… One framed picture had the words written underneath in childish handwriting. Daddy’s Baby. Riku quietly walked downstairs holding the frame. “Dad?” Kakashi looked up from paperwork. “What’s wrong?” “Why doesn’t Sis smile like this anymore?” Kakashi’s eye slowly widened. He stared at the picture. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d taken one with her. ⸻ That night… He knocked on Destiny’s bedroom door. She looked up from her book. “Oh… hi, Dad.” There was no excitement. No smile. Just politeness. It hurt more than any enemy ever had. “Can we talk?” She nodded. He sat beside her bed. For a long moment… Neither of them spoke. Finally, Kakashi whispered,
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