haruno-sakura-san

[haruno-sakura-san]

sakura bulling naruto since she was 12

[haruno-sakura-san]

three.

[by TahnFa1849]

[haruno-sakura-san]

💐

date night (but she doesn’t know it)

[haruno-sakura-san]

‘stay thru the mornings

when the coffee gets cold’

[haruno-sakura-san]

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

[haruno-sakura-san]

just me and you~ 🎇

[haruno-sakura-san]

🌸 sensei~

[haruno-sakura-san]

"That's too long ago for food poisoning," Sakura mutters under her breath.

She guides Kase down, her grip firm but careful, eyes sharp as she scans her condition. Too warm. Her pulse is elevated—not dangerously so, but faster than it should be. Her breathing is uneven, sweat beads along her brow, and the faintest tremor runs beneath Sakura’s fingertips. Not just exhaustion—something deeper.

Sakura presses her palm lightly against Kase’s stomach, feeling a subtle, involuntary tightening of the muscles. Bracing.

"I'm going to check your stomach," she says, hovering her hand over her abdomen.

The second she channels her chakra, something pushes back.

Not a block. Not simple strain. Kase’s chakra twists, unstable, resisting control. It flickers against her touch like static before a storm.

Sakura’s stomach knots.

"This is chakra poisoning."

The words leave her before she can soften them. She exhales sharply, studying the reaction—or lack of one—before her tone sharpens.

"Have you felt this before? What jutsu have you been working on?"

@katsaguri-kase-rp

Sick - the receiver sees sender sick for the first time

(you don't have to answer, but I woke up thinking about a drabble where Sakura figures out Kase is getting Chakra poisoning from working on her newest Jutsu.)

"Sorry I’m late!" Sakura called, dropping into the training ground where Kase stood. "Got stuck in a board meeting."

She was more than ready to deck some lightning clones after spending far too long listening to the ancient, out-of-touch hospital board drone on about outdated policies.

But as she took in the scene, something felt off.

Kase stood hunched, hands braces on her knees, shoulders rising and falling in uneven breaths. Even from a distance, Sakura could see the sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead, the flush of exertion across her skin.

Yet, something in the back of her mind prickled—a warning, a suspicion.

A few dark scorch marks dotted the field, but not as many as she expected. If Kase had been training hard enough to be this out of breath, to be sweating like this, the ground should have been littered with them.

"Are you alright? How long have you been at this?" Sakura asked, hurrying closer, voice losing its casual edge. Chakra already rushing to her fingertips if needed.

[haruno-sakura-san]

pathetic men summer!!

[haruno-sakura-san]

Cover for a great fanfiction ❤

[haruno-sakura-san]

Another one for @sasusakuzines !!!

I can't help it, they're so precious!!!

[haruno-sakura-san]

💤

[haruno-sakura-san]

Happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s some MadaSaku kitties with their kittens ❤️

[haruno-sakura-san]

Sakura eyes her skeptically. "You had sushi for breakfast?"

Unlikely, but not impossible. People often dismissed serious issues as food poisoning, blaming the last thing they ate. Morning sickness crossed her mind, but that didn’t seem likely either.

"Why don't you sit down and I'll check you out." She said, intent on guiding her over to the shade for a diagnostic scan. "In any case, you shouldn't be training in this condition."

@katsaguri-kase-rp

Sick - the receiver sees sender sick for the first time

(you don't have to answer, but I woke up thinking about a drabble where Sakura figures out Kase is getting Chakra poisoning from working on her newest Jutsu.)

"Sorry I’m late!" Sakura called, dropping into the training ground where Kase stood. "Got stuck in a board meeting."

She was more than ready to deck some lightning clones after spending far too long listening to the ancient, out-of-touch hospital board drone on about outdated policies.

But as she took in the scene, something felt off.

Kase stood hunched, hands braces on her knees, shoulders rising and falling in uneven breaths. Even from a distance, Sakura could see the sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead, the flush of exertion across her skin.

Yet, something in the back of her mind prickled—a warning, a suspicion.

A few dark scorch marks dotted the field, but not as many as she expected. If Kase had been training hard enough to be this out of breath, to be sweating like this, the ground should have been littered with them.

"Are you alright? How long have you been at this?" Sakura asked, hurrying closer, voice losing its casual edge. Chakra already rushing to her fingertips if needed.

[haruno-sakura-san]

@katsaguri-kase-rp

Sick - the receiver sees sender sick for the first time

(you don't have to answer, but I woke up thinking about a drabble where Sakura figures out Kase is getting Chakra poisoning from working on her newest Jutsu.)

"Sorry I’m late!" Sakura called, dropping into the training ground where Kase stood. "Got stuck in a board meeting."

She was more than ready to deck some lightning clones after spending far too long listening to the ancient, out-of-touch hospital board drone on about outdated policies.

But as she took in the scene, something felt off.

Kase stood hunched, hands braces on her knees, shoulders rising and falling in uneven breaths. Even from a distance, Sakura could see the sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead, the flush of exertion across her skin.

Yet, something in the back of her mind prickled—a warning, a suspicion.

A few dark scorch marks dotted the field, but not as many as she expected. If Kase had been training hard enough to be this out of breath, to be sweating like this, the ground should have been littered with them.

"Are you alright? How long have you been at this?" Sakura asked, hurrying closer, voice losing its casual edge. Chakra already rushing to her fingertips if needed.

[haruno-sakura-san]

Sasuke-kun is back home, and they'll celebrate Valentine's in a 🥵🫦 way (coming soon 😉) 🤭🤭

Happy Valentine's Day 🥰

[haruno-sakura-san]