#shisaku week day 2

[sakurasfallingstar]

ShiSaku Week: Day 2

"Sakura, for once in your dawn life, be honest with yourself," Shisui pleaded, as his hands held his grasp around her shoulders.

"Shisui please-"

She didn't even get to finish what se was going to say.

She beautiful green eyes teared as she looked into his onyx ones. There was so much love. So much longing that his eyes held, and Sakura, despite wanting to return his affection, couldn't.

"You should be honest with yourself, admit it. Admit that you love me, that you want to spend the rest of your life with me. Please, just say it, and I promise, can can take you away from here. I would take us to where the on one can keep us away from eachother. Sakura, please... I love you," he confessed, as he brought her into his embrace; hiding his face within three crook of her neck.

Sakura at this point was in tears. She wanted nothing more than to be with Shisui. She really did, but she was already betrothed.

As it would turn out, her parents had already promised her to a close friend's son somewhere in the sand village when she was born. Apparently, they had some well established connections throughout elemental nations, and helped the Haruno's business take off.

She and her suitor haven't spoken, and for 18 yeats she knew nothing of it. The news hit her like a truck. At that time, she had already been dating Shisui for 3 years. With her parents fully aware of it.

Apparently, they had hoped that with time, her suitor would want to break off they engagement. However, after getting a letter a month before her 18th birthday stating the opposite. It even stated that if the marriage did not go through, then their business would be in danger.

Thus, they were forced to deliver bad news.

The couple's breakup was one that left untreated wounds within their hearts.

It was worse, since Sakura never told Shisui why she wanted to breakup. They had met up, and the bomb was dropped. She gave no explanation. She simply said, "Let's break up," in the most quietest voice he's ever heard from her.

There was a silent pause. Shisui, felt like the world was caving in on him. He went through his memories trying to find any reason as to why she'd want to split.

It was when she started to leave did he break out of his spell.

Catching her wrist, he said, "Sakura please talk to me. I'm sure we can work this out. Just tell me. If it was something I did, I promise I won't  do it again. However, I'd need to know what it was so I don't do it."

Sakura, was silent. Her pink hid her face, as she stared at the concrete floor. She didn't want him to see the tears beginning form. The moment he'd see she was about to cry would only make this whole situation worse.

Shisui would bring her close. He'd holder hold her and tell her to let it out. Then he'd get her to talk, and possibly commit murder.

She didn't want that last bit for him.

Rather than letting any of that happen, Sakura broke free from his grasp.

That was two weeks ago.

Had it not been for her two best loudmouth, drunk, blonde friends and his cousin, sasuke; Shisui would have not have any clue into her predicament. In fact he'd still be bar hopping and taking on dangerous missions as to cope with the heartache.

Now this is where they are.

Sakura standing on top of the Hokage monument, in the arms of the man she loves wholeheartedly. She wanted nothing more than to be with him, but she also didn't want her parents' business to be destroyed because of her selfishness.

It was because of that business that she was able to go to the academy, that she was able to have weapons,  clothes, food, and a home.

Sure, there were times when either or both parents were gon for days on end while she stayed behind, but she knew the reasons as to why they had to do it.

Pulling away, Sakura brought her hand up to carrass his face. She wanted to burn his face into her memory. From the faint beauty mark that hid on his right eyelid, just below the brow, to the way his eyes softened when they met her's.

"Shisui, they'd still manage to find us. Besides, it is my duty to marry that man," she said, with a heartbroken smile.

"Sakura-"

"I love you Shisui. If I could marry you, I'd do it in a heartbeat. My only hope is to find you in our next life, and pray that we have far better chance of being together."

"In every lifetime,  universe, dimension, or world, I will find you; and I will always find a way to be with you. This I promise you, Sakura Haruno,' he promised before pressing his lips against the purple diamond on her forehead.

@shisakuweek

[sakuradeservedbetter91]

Title: talk to me

Pairing: Sakura/Shisui

Rating: T

Day 2: "Have you completely lost your mind", written for ShiSaku week 2024 hosted by @shisakuweek

Tags: mutual pining, unresolved romantic tension, slight mention of broken bone, Anbu au, team dynamics

Summary: Sakura has to heal herself in the middle of a skirmish on the border if Konoha, and her team captain isn't happy she didn't communicate her need for help.

Snippet:

He held her gaze as her lips twitched, and she tilted her head as she smiled up at him. “Aw, were you worried about me, Captain?”

Shisui rolled his eyes as she giggled, but she stopped when he said, “Yes. Of course I was."

“Shisui,” she said, her heart clenching in her chest as they stared at each other.

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56718523

[shisakuweek]

These are the prompts for each day for ShiSaku Week, and here are rules for the event.

There is just under 3 months till the event, so I hope that everyone who is gonna take part, has a lot of fun with these prompts.

Day 1 - 10th June Mermaid au Teammates “I will never not love you”

Day 2 - Tue 11th June Fantasy au Domestic “Have you completely lost your mind”

Day 3 - Wed 12th June Wild West au Mixed Signals “I need a Sugar Daddy”

Day 4 - Thur 13th June Assassin au Ecstasy “What stuff will kill you, you know”

Day 5 - Fri 14th June Enemies to Lovers au Weather “Why am I not surprised this happened to you”

Day 6 - Sat 15th June Vampire/Werewolf Au Chained “If you die, I’ll kill you myself”

Day 7 - Sun 16th June Arranged Marriage Au Empire “We’re dead if we get caught”

[princessxgarbage]

Happy ShiSaku Week!

Day 5 | @shisakuweek

Title: Witchwood Chapter 2

Prompt: "don't look at me like that, it won't work"

Warnings: this is a continuation of Day 4's 'magic' prompt! Please read that first! Here on Tumblr or the entire work on AO3!

Words: 3,160

Read on AO3

The next time she sees him is when she's doing her deliveries in his village a few months later. She figured she'd have to deal with him the next time she came, but she wasn't expecting him to bring a friend.

Well, he didn't 'bring a friend' exactly. She's not sure he had much choice. The young brown haired boy was following Shisui like he'd be lost without him.

Sakura finished the delivery she was making when she spotted them, thanked her customer with a quick bow, then turned to inspect the approaching newcomer. He had a simple look about him, muddy hair, actually caked with mud, a plain face except for his big doe eyes. Dark and endless with a look like he was seeing through you. He looked timid and powerful at the same time, and it made her wonder what sort of magic simmered beneath them. An aura of deep forest green flowed off him in waves, playfully warping through the jade halo that always surrounded Shisui.

"Hey, Miss Busy," Shisui starts, "good to see you around again."

She sighs, "Hello again." She tries to walk around him to the next stop on her delivery path, but he moves slightly to block her.

"I have deliveries to make, Shisui. Did you need something?"

"Oh, so you do remember me. It's been so long I thought maybe you forgot," he teases. He's wearing a cloth headband across his forehead in a failed attempt at keeping his unruly curls out of his eyes. She glances at the rest of him and finds he's also caked in mud, and she can see the muddy fingerprints on his face left behind from obvious attempts at getting his hair away.

She ignores him in favor of the other boy.

"Did you two get in a fight with some sort of mud monster?" She asks directly to the newcomer. He seems surprised to be spoken to.

"Naaahhh," Shisui interjects, "This here is Tenzo." He slaps a filthy hand down on Tenzo's shoulder, "I was helping him out in his garden."

"You? In a garden? The poor plants."

Tenzo chuckles warmly. Everything about him is warm. She imagines to most it might be a comforting feeling, but to someone like her that can see how his energy is interacting with the natural energies around him, she's slightly unnerved.

"Don't worry," Tenzo offers, "I only allow him to haul the dirt and mulch."

"That is a relief."

"This is that girl I was telling you about! I bet she could help you out with your- the, y'know the cross-hyber-did things you couldn't figure."

Sakura and Tenzo sigh at the same time.

This boy is hopeless. And why is Shisui so intent on Sakura being a good person?

"I'd love to see your garden sometime Tenzo, but like I said- I have deliveries to make still. Some other time, maybe?" She starts to walk around them again, this time circling Tenzo who seems less likely to jump in front of her and stop her.

Shisui simply turns around and walks with her.

"I could help with your deliveries! I'm real fast! If you finish early you could come see the garden then, right?" Shisui eagerly bounces with each step he takes.

"Oh," he's really offering to help do her work? "Um, I mean I suppose-"

"Great!" Shisui is beaming, "let me just walk Tenzo back home real quick. I'll find you!"

Shisui grabs Tenzo by the hand and drags him off in the direction they first came from. Tenzo attempts a brief parting wave to her but is scrambling to keep up with Shisui.

That boy is something else. Sakura checks the delivery list her mother provided and heads in the direction of the next one.

Sakura has always been fond of this village. It's not the closest one to her home, but it is the most active. Every time she comes here the dirt trodden roads are bustling with life. She likes to observe the everyday interactions between the villagers as she walks. Her next delivery is to a shopkeeper that is a regular customer and she finds she has a small bounce in her step in excitement. The market here is her favorite place to people watch, it's not exactly crowded, but there's always a plethora of activity to observe. The customer she's headed to see also likes to show his appreciation by giving her free treats from his stall, so she's full of childish anticipation at the prospect.

She pulls her basket close to her chest with both arms woven through the handle. She knows the reason her mother sends her on errands instead of coming herself has something to do with how the people here treated her. She's never asked for the full story, but after a couple of years of coming here she's pretty sure it has something to do with her father. She's never known him, or who he was, but sometimes the way the elders here look at her, she imagines, hopes really, that this is where he was from. No one ever says anything to her about it, but she likes to think her hair color might remind them of him.

As she weaves through the villagers to her destination, she can’t help but start to daydream about what it might have been like to be raised here, by her father, instead of hidden deep in the woods by her mother and grandmother. Perhaps she would be running past the fruit stand with the group of girls she’s just spotted. She pictures herself in their midst and wonders. Would she be the one leading them through the market, waving and cheerfully smiling to vendors and craftsmen that she might have known her entire life? Would she be the one trailing close behind the tall blonde with fierce blue eyes and long ponytail? There’s a girl doing this now, her black bangs heavy over lavender eyes, she’s constantly reaching out to the blonde and her face is flushed. Sakura imagines herself alongside them, maybe she could be a comfort to the dark-haired girl as she struggles to keep up with her vivacious friend.

Sakura shakes herself out of her own head. Staring is rude, she reminds herself. She drags herself away from the hustle and bustle she loves to observe and quickly picks up her pace to her next delivery.

Once she’s gathered her usual payment and walked away with a sugary confection, she spots Shisui fervently looking for her in the market. It’s not long before he spots her bright hair among the crowd and dashes over.

“There you are! Let’s get going!”

She hesitates, “I still have a dozen stops today, Shisui. And they’re all over your village. Are you sure you want to help me with this? It’s going to take up most of your day too,” she reluctantly offers him an out, knowing it would go faster with help, but not necessarily wanting to burden a boy who is still practically a stranger with chores that are meant to be hers alone.

“Of course I want to help you. Do you have a list? Let me see it,” he waves a hand about and she hands him the delivery instructions. They start to walk as he reads, “Tenzo has been struggling with his garden for a while now, so if you can help him out, we’ll call it even.” He grins brightly at her and holds the itinerary in front of her, “I’ll take this one,” he points to a listing, “and you head to this next one, I’ll meet you there.”

She takes out the bundle that’s meant to be delivered to where he’s headed and hands it over.

“Alright, just make sure they know it’s from Sakura.”

He lights up like she’s suddenly turned into the sun and is beaming directly at him.

“Sakura, huh? Suits you much better than Miss Busy."

She’s glad he’s gone in a flash and therefore misses her blush at the realization that she’s finally told him her name.

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They make quick work of the rest of her chore, and because it took half the time it usually does, she’s truly becoming excited at the idea of being able to spend time here. She has plenty of daylight left before she needs to head home, and she can’t help but smile at Shisui when he catches up to her to make the final delivery together.

"This one is for my neighbor," Shisui says as he leads her along, "Tenzo lives close by, so that's why this one's last. How we doin' on time?"

"I have a few hours before I'll need to leave, um… thanks."

"Yeah, of course," Shisui smiles.

Having someone run errands for you was very different than spending undivided time with them, Sakura was starting to feel a bit anxious about the new situation she found herself in today. She couldn't let it show. She takes in a deep shaky breath to settle her nerves.

Shisui leads her up to the last delivery's front door, and he knocks. After a lengthy pause, they're greeted by the elderly woman who lives there.

"Ohhh, Young Shisui," she greets, voice rough with age, "to what do I owe th- ahhhhhh, the young fledgeling. Is it that time already?"

Sakura takes a step forward, lightly nudging Shisui to the side so she can pass. "Yes, ma'am," Sakura hands the empty basket to Shisui after taking out the last package, "Since I have some time, do you mind if I give this to your husband myself? My mother has asked me to see how he's been faring."

"Of course, dear, come in." The woman opens the door further to allow her entry.

"Shisui, wait outside. I'll just be a few minutes." And with that, she heads inside.

Sakura has done this before, so she heads straight back to bedroom, the elderly woman on her tail. She lets his wife announce their presence and open the door for her.

Sometimes poultices and tinctures aren't enough, and Sakura is in the business of saving lives. Sometimes she has to get a little more involved to make sure her mother's customers continue to be customers. This is one of those times.

She prepares the medicine she's brought for the man. He's been confined to bed for the past year and needs some extra attention. His wife does her best to follow Sakura's instructions and keep up with his exercise and medicine, but she is the same age as her husband and can only push herself so much.

Sakura goes through her regular health related questions with the man and his wife. After she's done checking in she situates herself besides him and helps him sit up. She mutters a sort of prayer under her breath and places her hand on his back.

The man coughs once before she begins, but settles as soon as her hand starts glowing a soft mint green.

She uses her meager magic to soothe him and help clear the liquid from his lungs.

When she's finished she helps him lay back down, tells his wife to keep up with his exercises and vows to come back more often as he'll need more of these sessions as summer approaches. She'll have to increase her visits to twice a month, instead of every three months. She partially stomps out the quick swell of excitement within her at being able to come to this village more. Excitement that definitely has nothing to do with meeting and becoming friends with Shisui.

She makes her leave and finds Shisui leaning against a garden gate and tapping his foot. He quickly gathers her basket and stands as she shuts the door behind her.

"How is he?" Shisui asks.

"Oh, um. He'll be better given time and medicine." She answers, albeit hesitant about revealing the details of her work to him.

They start walking, he leads, she presumes they're heading to Tenzo's garden.

"So, you some kind of doctor-in-training?"

"Not exactly."

She can tell he wants to ask more about it, but thankfully does not in favor of pulling her behind a house and into the garden.

The smell of flora hits her first, wave after wave of familiar herb. The entire back yard is lined with plant boxes, neatly arranged in three rows. The fence is also lined with planters, large bushes, and a sectioned off area full of tools, a wheelbarrow, and a pile of plain earth. Each row has its own arrangement of plants and labels. It's extensive, to say the least.

"This is way more than I was expecting," Sakura mutters, mostly to herself. Tenzo perks up upon hearing her say this and stands to greet them, wiping his dirt covered hands on his thighs.

"Ah, welcome. Thank you for coming," Tenzo bows, the perfect image of politeness.

"I'm Sakura, by the way." She might as well introduce herself, now that Shisui's learned her name anyhow. She momentarily glances at Shisui and finds a smug little smirk on his face and she can't help but want to wipe it off for him. With her fists, perhaps.

"It is nice to meet you, Sakura. Please, come meet the plants." Shisui rolls his eyes as if this is not a perfectly natural thing to say about a garden. Sakura understands. Tenzo very clearly loves this garden and every bud, blossom, and branch within it. In this place, where he feels most at home, his aura dances. Sakura watches his energy playfully reach towards every plant within reach. As she watches him and listens as he 'introduces' her to his most problematic projects, she begins to truly understand what had unsettled her when she met him that morning.

This is what he is. His energy is more aligned with nature than any other human she's ever met. Some plants seem to mimic his movements, some plants seem to be ever reaching towards him, vying for his attention. His magic is life-giving, and Sakura wonders how aware of this he might be. And if he is aware, she thinks, what could he be capable of?

Shisui leaves them to it, and mostly stays out of the way. Occasionally he goes into the house and comes back a few minutes later. One time he brings them water to drink, another time he brings a damp towel and attempts to wipe the dirt and mud off his face, hair, neck, and arms.

Sakura and Tenzo attune their focus to two plants specifically. Tenzo explains how he'd been trying to crossbreed the two vegetables, but he had yet to be successful.

They spend a few hours like this. Sakura and Tenzo attending to the garden, Shisui more or less attending to them. The sun has gone from high in the sky to creeping back down across the horizon. When the time comes for Sakura to part ways, she feels a tug inside her, a small voice, begging her to stay. She can't listen, of course, but she smiles softly and gently chides herself. You'll be back soon enough, she convinces herself, hoping beyond hope that it's the truth.

Shisui walks with her to the edge of his village, and a small ways beyond. Sakura thinks he would walk her the entire way home if he could. He lightly converses as they walk side by side. Speaking with him comes so naturally, Sakura doesn't have to grasp for a topic, she doesn't feel obliged to laugh at his jokes (mostly because they're terrible), and she barely has to speak at all. He could talk in circles around anyone, the same rapid pace of his movements echoing in his speech.

"When's your next delivery here?" Shisui asks, as they approach the point where he needs to turn back. Sakura ceases her movement and turns to face him. He looks as hopeful as Sakura is feeling. A glimmer in his eye, a soft smile. She can see so much emotion through his onyx eyes and it all echoes into the soft green light clinging to him. She feels anxious at the amount of attention he has bearing down on her. She glances away from him once and tries to play it off.

"I'm not telling you that!" She huffs, "what do you need to know for?"

He actually pouts.

"I was just wondering…" he makes his eyes bigger and sadder. Bottom lip sticking out a little bit. He looks younger now than she thinks he has since she's known him, and she can't help but wonder briefly if his actual age is being reflected more now or if it's a display.

"Don't look at me like that, it won't work."

He smiles instead and his entire kicked puppy façade fades away immediately. He laughs shortly and says, "just tell me!"

"Why? Are you going to miss me?" She asks, teasingly, before realizing she should not have said that. She's practically asking him to play into her ego, and she has a good enough idea of him by now that she can predict how he might do just that. As soon as she's said it, she wishes she could take it back.

"Would you tell me when you'll be back if I say yes?"

She flusters a bit and huffs a quick burst of air from her nose. That's not exactly the answer she expected, and she finds herself hoping that he might actually miss her as much as she'll miss being in his village. Thoughts of missing and being missed manage to lower her resolve.

"I won't be away as long as I was last time," she says softly. "My mother will want me to come back with more medicine for your neighbor before very long." She fights the urge to drop her gaze from his intense eye contact, but loses her inner battle and shyly looks away. "He needs more attention, or he won't get any better. I'd like to come back within a fortnight."

"I'll be waiting."

Sakura swears she feels her heart skip a beat. She feels her face heating up with a crimson blush and quickly turns away from him to resume her journey home. She says nothing in response out of fear her voice will give away her… embarrassment? Is that what this is? She's unsure what the feeling wrapped tightly in her chest is, but it's a new one she's yet to put a name to.

She tosses a wave backwards in his direction, hoping it is enough to sate any curiosity he might have at her abrupt and literal turnaround.

She barely hears him as the distance increases, but it's there. Soft, and distant.

"Until next time, Sakura."

[kumeramen]

Hello~ Just want to share a number of artworks that I did during the ShiSaku event. I had thought a lot about it and made my decision to compiled and form it into masterlist along with pictures for easy to navigate. Hope you all enjoy it!✨

ShiSaku Week 1. 19th Oct : Detective AU 2. 20th Oct : Hogwarts AU 3. 20th Oct : “I want to spend the rest of my life waking up to you” 4. 21st Oct : Eyes 5. 23rd Oct : Military AU 6. 24th Oct : A/B/O AU

ShiSaku Weekend 7. 23rd Aug / Day 3 : Mafia/Yakuza AU

[dijayeah]

ShiSaku Week Day: 2 & 3

Prompts Used: Daddy & Assistant/CEO.

“Did you just call me Daddy?”

p.s apparently I can’t draw ties but I included that version anyways lol.

@shisakuweek

[snickiebear]

Hi bby! 1, 2, 3, 6, 16, 27, 29, 33, 35! 🖤

mittens!!! loml!!

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

oh goodness... um, i’d say a 4?? yeah, that sounds about right, only because i often make so many tense mistakes and even when i edit there’s always something to fix. and just,,, im still learning a lot (aren’t we all). plus, sometimes the stuff i put out needs so much more work (see: my recent shisaku fic... i want to tear it up and put it back together.. ugh.. also wt&r, just everything)

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

OH GOODIE! i just... well, i wrote a lot when i was twelve-fourteenish, then kind of on and off through the years. never really had anything to ground me and get me to take writing seriously. and then i found naruto and sakura who has so much unused potential and it just made me so angry to see her treated that way. 

point being, the naruto fandom (more specifically the sakura fandom) rooted me down and allowed me be able to grow as a writer even though i’ve only been posting since january my writing style has changed so much, and i can physically feel myself becoming a better writer. 

plus, i just love it. the thrill of being able to use these characters and pairings and do what i want with them?? i drink it up, i love it!!! its so freeing and such a great way to really dig deep within writing itself. 

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

i think its just the way i word things, you and a lot of others call it poetry but meh i just call it fancy words or word vomit from my brain AHAHHAHA

also, my thing is God Killers, God Eaters, and Angry Wrathful Women at this point, so maybe thats another thing?

but honestly,,, i have no clue... you’d have to ask my lovely readers, im so thankful for them 😭

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

plot probably. this changes often though. usually when i have an idea, the rest comes to mind and i jot it down and come back and change things and stuff, so thats usually pretty easy tbh... at least for now LMAO

and inner dialogue, inner struggles, showing the entire internal thing. its fun writing that angsty part of a story, the small insights into a character’s mind, how miserable and alone they feel. or, perhaps how happy they are, overjoyed and at peace. 

OH AND WORLD BUILDING. i pride myself so much on my world building. i honestly think thats one of the better things im good at! just weaving small details into the text, and subtly building a world within your mind, oh i love it so much!!!!

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

mmmm nothing really comes to mind? men simping for women who could kick their ass? tho idk if thats really a guilty pleasure....am very fond of same age aus, sometimes mafia aus too... ummm,, yeah

(probably big dick tenzo tbh... and the fact that kakashi’s face is a legal weapon AHAHAHA,,, and broken, vunreble men. also, shattered, all consuming women.)

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

oh god... i cannot chose! you, ele, al, and hika leave the kindest comments, and literally any comment on the things i write just make me so so so so so HAPPY. i just them more than kudos tbh. 

but! one comment on the intimacy of being understood i always come back to. it was left by GuardianMars and they wrote that the fic was like a “love letter to the pairing.” and that well. i think about that comment all the time. 

there have been so many others comments that have utterly touched my heart and that i will go to read on terrible, horrible days and i value ALL comments. especially those who say “i’m rereading this again” or “i’ll read anything you put out” that just. there is something so intimate about that, that utter faith and loyalty that i do not know what to do with. 

its so touching and makes me truly believe in the good of the world. 

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

yes! i am attempting to get better at writing smut because ol&w is going to have some fucking in it so i experimented in that shisaku fic and just..... yeah idk man. idk... its something i do want to get better at cause, meh why not? and i want to write some good porn for my readers damnit! HAHAHA 

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

hmmm,,, probably that i stress so much and yet so little at the same time? allow me to elaborate! i stress so much about whether my writing is actually good or if people are just being nice LMAO and also posting, i get cold sweats and a thumping heart and yiKES

but also, i enjoy writing so its like “fuck you (jk ily guys) imma write what i wanna!”...do you see my issue? HAHAHA

also, im a planner. most of the time, and a lot of the details in my more serious fics (ol&w) are blink and miss details but they’re important and i LOVE foreshadowing!!!! like yes, i will vaguely mention something and itll simply come back with a vengeance! 

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

aaaaaa okokok thank you for this ask LMAO i just love talking about writing and rambling (as i often do,, im a long winded person, im very sorry)! 

but anyways! my summer semester just started up and i’m taking three purely online classes and the college im attending (im a dual enrollment student; meaning a high school and college kid,, taking advantage of the system!) fucked up my schedule so! im taking two TWELVE WEEK CLASSES that will end in AUGUST???? and then my fall sem starts five days later so... no summer break for nadia! yay...

writing will be very slow and updates will be too, which i am so sad and frustrated about because i’ve finally hit a paved road and now we’re driving into the forest! all bumps and bruises damnit! BUT worry not! i (as i said above, am i severe planner. every day has a plan, i am also an avid lover of lists also. i have lists for EVERYTHING) am working out a schedule so that i can get all my school shit done as soon as i can (while not failing) and write while hopefully not burning myself out.  

ol&w is such an intricate fic and im truly trying to give it the justice it deserves,,, im just hoping that my dear readers can bear with me HAHAHAHA there is honestly so much going on in that fic; shikamaru’s development, the underlying plot, the hate to love build up, the world building, and then laying down the foundations for the next fic (because yes, this is supposed to be a trilogy.. question is; will i be able to write it?) (answer: maybe. hopefully. i desperately want to but it might take some time.)

BUT ASLO i have so many oneshots i want to write! kisame week! kakashi week! kibasaku long fic! and not to mention my og work that i plan on rewriting and putting up on ao3 because a few people showed some interest. there is just so much to do and write and i am itching to do it all! but. well, but school, and the exhaustion of insomnia, and the weight of stress, sigh. 

shit sucks, it is what it is. but writing is like my safe haven and i just love pouring all myself into my fics and then baring my soul to you all and you take a peek and decide to keep looking. that is my favorite part of this little pocket of tumblr. 

this was not really... fic related? more like a dump of issues! so sorry about that AHAHAHAH 

anyways! thank you so much mittens! :)))))))))

pick my brain!

[nikkxb]

First Lines Meme

Tagged by @shastuhh​ -- thank you!!

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!)

See if there are any patterns.

Choose your favorite opening lines.

Then tag 10 authors!

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This got really long, so everything’s under the cut. I also went by most recently posted/written instead of updated and it was really interesting to compare.

I put my favorites in bold.

Tagging @commandercrouton @maddieson-san @cryysis @sugarless-suki-writes @lilly-white @pointyobjects @thehattertheory (I don’t know if you do these?), @spycaptain @tropical-gothic @misku-nimfa and anyone else who wants to!

1. Courting a Wolf (KogKag)

The road to the tree house was a quiet one. This wasn’t the first time Kouga had traveled down the path; it was the easiest way to Inuyasha’s hill hut if one did not wish to cross over the hill. And while Kouga wasn’t commonly found at Inuyasha’s home, it also wasn’t uncommon either.

2. The Legend of Illethai Mobre (KogKag)

“What are you doing for Halloween?” Sango asked as they went through the seasonal aisles. Already, Sango had three lawn ornaments and half a dozen small decor items, all themed for the haunted house she threw every year. It may have only been the first week of October, but she was in high gear getting everything ready to open halfway through the month.

3. an ode in six parts (KogKag)

The fair was in full bloom as day bled into night. Dusk settled over and lanterns were lit, that small moment where everything was almost too bright to see. Lights glittered, people bustled down the street, conversations rose as the first night of the annual festival began. Kagome’s attention darted everywhere and to everything — except to the man ordering food at a street cart. She didn’t know he was there until she walked into him.

4. A Moment of Clarity (KogKag)

The sky was so clear in the feudal era. Kagome remembered all the different nights she’d spent in her sleeping bag looking at the stars, wishing she could stay up and watch them. Every time she went home, it was another jarring reminder of what all that smog and light pollution did to hide the sky — and what their fast paced traveling kept her from enjoying.

5. Enjoy the Show (KogKag)

Night had fallen, stars were starting to twinkle in the sky, and the park was filled. The movie showing ended about twenty minutes before and the food trucks and carts were starting to pack up. Most people had already set out their blankets and chairs, but a restless buzz traveled through the crowd as they waited for the fireworks show to start.

6. Apartment Complex Woes (KogKag)

Of all days for Kagome’s air conditioning to break, it had to be on the hottest day of the year.

7. All That Glitters (KogKag)

If Kagome managed to not strangle Inuyasha with his own perfect hair, she deserved a medal.

8. Show Me Your Hand (InuParents)

There was a storm moving in. The scent of rain was growing stronger, that crackle in the wind headier. It was an hour off, maybe a little more, but from the weight of the air, he knew it would last all night. His human would be tucked away safe in her little village, her family and guards completely ignorant to what she was doing right now.

9. What Could Have Been (KogKag)

“What are your plans today, Kagome?”

10. Discreet (KogKag)

 Your package is currently out for delivery. Expected arrival by 8pm.

11. Pajamas (KogKag)

“Hey! Kagome!”

12. The Start of a Journey (KogKag)

Kagome was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

13. Rings (KogKag)

“Fuck.”

14. Longing (Angeal/Zack/Aeris)

“Hey Aeris.”

15. Between a Rock and a Hard Place (SasuNaru)

“Are you two ever going to be on time?”

16. A Puzzle (MadaSaku)

Running had become an easy method to clear her mind. What started out as a necessity to her physical health and fitness turned into one of the most important ways to manage her mental health. That little time she spent breathing in the morning air and listening to the sound of her feet hitting the pavement was Sakura’s way to declutter her life.

17. Plans (KagKik)

“That guy was pretty cute, the one with light brown hair?”

18. Drowning (ShiSaku)

She was going to kill him.

19. an ode to traffic violations (ShiAnko)

Traffic sucked. It was the worst part of her day and her day usually consisted of dealing with shitty coworkers and inept, micromanaging bosses. Some days were better than others at work which usually correlated with how many times she was bothered at her desk, and thankfully, today had been a good one.

20. The Thing About Libraries (SasuHina)

The girl was there again, sitting on the bench. She was reading this time, pouring over a book on her lap that looked entirely too big for her body. She was alone, as she always was, but her eyes remained focused on the page. Usually, she was watching everyone walk by with a shy smile and sparkling eyes. Today, that cheerfulness she normally exuded was gone.

[sleepyfoxfanworks]

Got tagged by a bunch of people for this. Sorry it took so long!

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

20. It had been a pipe dream, anyway. She knows that. They’re at war, have been for years, and there is no time for anything so sentimental. -- The End of Everything, Naruto, a sort of prologue to a multi-chapter fic, to be published for KakaSaku Month.

19. Sakura was desperate. After two weeks of couch surfing at Sasuke and Naruto’s apartment, she had had enough. She loved her boys, but Naruto was terrible about personal space and Sasuke was just...Sasuke, and together they were a disaster and she was going to wring their necks. -- Shut Up and Dance, Naruto, ShiSaku modern AU multi-chapter to be published for ShiSaku weekend.

18. Sakura went into labor at an ungodly hour, her hands holding Kakashi’s in a death grip that made his bones crack. -- Beautiful With You, Naruto, KakaSaku oneshot in the Here’s To Us series, 400 follower giveaway prize.

17. The summons came right as Shisui sat down to eat dinner. He looked longingly at his plate and sighed, shoveling as much as he could in his mouth before the phone blinked angrily at him again. The screen lit for just a moment, but it was long enough for him to see a message from Hokage Tower with a crow emoji. ANBU then. -- And So We Burn, Naruto, KakaSakuShi multi-chapter in the Souls On Fire series.

16. “I’m gonna catch you, Uchiha Shisui!” 

Shisui paused on a tree branch and crouched down to look at the fuming academy student who glared up at him from the ground below. Her long pink hair was tangled with tiny sticks and leaves, and she had dirt smudges on her clothes and skin from her mad run through the training ground, but the fire in her jade green eyes was brighter than the sun. -- Catch Me If You Can, Naruto, ShiSaku one-shot for ShiSaku Day 2021.

15. The universe was determined to hate her. First, the Fourth Shinobi War, a homicidal goddess, reincarnated kages, and now… Now she couldn’t go home because it was gone. Crushed to rubble during the battle, her parents inside.

She stared at the wreckage, gaze focused on nothing and everything at once. She could see what had been, overlapping how it was now. The small family home with the cheerful blue shutters and the neat garden was now a pile of rubble. Some of the bricks were stained with blood, and she knew that it was probably from her parents but she couldn’t conceptualize it without breaking down. -- All That I Am Living For, Naruto, Team 7 gen fic with some NaruSaku oneshot in the Here’s To Us series.

14. The first time Haruno Sakura took his breath away was the day he made the mistake of letting her hit him during a friendly spar. -- Leave Me Breathless, Naruto, ShiSaku oneshot.

13. Haruno Sakura was grateful for coffee. And for clear skies and uneventful days and genin teams finally learning how not to fall out of trees. Right now though, she was most thankful for coffee. -- Familiar Taste of Poison, Naruto, KakaSaku multi-chapter in the Here’s To Us series.

12. “I want you to teach me the oiroke no jutsu.”

Wide blue eyes stared at her incredulously as Sakura threw back another shot of tequila and slammed the cup on the bar. When he stared at her open mouthed for too long, she leaned against the bar and poked his cheek. “I’m serious, Naruto. Teach me.”

Naruto blinked at her and then huffed a laugh. “Seriously?”

Her grin was lazy and just a bit tipsy, but she wasn’t drunk. Neither was he, and she was one hundred percent serious. “Seriously.” -- Bringing Sexy Back, Naruto, Team 7 gen fic in the Here’s To Us series.

11. “Sakura-chan, you’re a girl.”

Sakura turned her head and regarded Naruto with apprehension. He had matured over the years, but sometimes… Sometimes she wondered if he had actually grown up at all. -- Questions Redux, Naruto, KakaSaku oneshot.

10. Sakura tugged the blanket tighter over her shivering body, adjusting it further when she pulled her knees up to her chest in an attempt to trap even more body heat. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but it offered warmth and that was her main concern. Not that it would help much. She was always cold at night and no matter what position she contorted her body into, or how tightly she pulled the blankets over her, she always awoke shivering and sore. -- Space Heater, Naruto, Team 7 gen oneshot.

9. “Can I put them in now?”

“Is the water boiling yet?”

“No…”

“Then not yet.” Sakura didn’t bother turning around as she finished chopping carrots for the salad brushing them into the bowl with a kunai. “Can you hand me the dressing?” -- How About Now, Naruto, KakaSaku oneshot.

8. Kakashi had always been an enigma. It was difficult to tell what the jounin was thinking, although if you got an answer out of him you knew it was the truth, because he never lied. His approach to questions was not to tell you the exact answer to your question. Rather, he would say something equally true and related enough to change the subject or provide an answer, just not quite the one you were looking for. -- Knowing You, Naruto, KakaSaku oneshot.

7. Naruto was thrilled when one of his best friends announced that her unborn child was craving ramen. Sakura had only mentioned it because she knew that if she didn’t and he found out that she had visited Ichiraku without him she would never hear the end of it, and she hadn’t spent time with him in several weeks because of their increasingly busy schedules. She missed him. Not that she would tell him that because he might crow it from the rooftops. -- The Making of a Legend, Naruto, Team 7 gen oneshot.

6. It was a very strange occurrence for Echizen Ryouma to be the first of the regulars to reach the locker room in the morning. Ryouma valued his sleep over most anything (save tennis, Ponta and Karupin), and getting him out of bed was a job in itself, but somehow he had managed. His mannerisms hadn’t changed much over the past three years, and he would still sleep in if it weren’t for a particular incentive that got him up earlier in the morning. -- Pre-game, Prince of Tennis, RyoFuji oneshot.

5. Haruno Sakura arched her back, smiling when she heard several pops from her spine. The boat ride home was relaxing with the gentle rocking on the waves, but the wooden plank she sat on was killing her back and hips. The mission had been long, but she couldn’t say she hadn’t enjoyed it. It had been years since Team Seven had all been together again. Now, all jounin – with Sasuke, Naruto and Kakashi occasionally working as Anbu – it became increasingly rare for them all to be paired together for a mission. -- Questions, Naruto, KakaSaku oneshot.

4. You had promised to live a mortal life and now, with your hair gray and brittle and your skin paper thin, you are dying. You led a healthy, peaceful life with your beloved and the other vampires in the mansion, working for most of it as a gardener and occasional errand runner, but it has been more than sixty years and you are tired. -- One Good Turn, Ikemen Vampire, oneshot.

3. Aella should have known Sebastian was up to something when he sent her to wake Napoleon Bonaparte. The tiny uptick of his lips, the gleam in his eyes, and the glances from the others when they saw her taking the stairs was enough of a clue. No one said a word, but she felt their eyes on her as she walked past. Intrigued, she didn’t say a word until she reached the ex-emperor’s door, knocking smartly and calling his name out of politeness. Sebastian had warned her that it was difficult to wake him, but she didn’t want to be rude. As she had been told, there was no reply, and so after a murmured “excuse me” she let herself in. -- Wake Up Service, Ikemen Vampire, Napoleon/OC, oneshot.

2. I’m nervous to start this interview. I’ve been a fan of Given since their first show, and now, 4 years later, they’re bigger than ever. Given had an explosive beginning, and their popularity has grown over the years to become one of the most popular bands in Japan. I’m honored to be interviewing them, both as a lover of music and also as a fan. -- Given Today, Given, RitsuMafu and KajiHaru oneshot.

1. It had only taken a few days for Captain Hook, dashing rapscallion that he was, to get sick of sleeping in a room at Granny's and begin searching for a ship. The stillness of a bed on dry land was strange, leading to many sleepless nights full of tossing and turning before he gave up and went hunting for a sea-faring vessel that would suit his needs. Unfortunately, Storybrooke was not the best place to look for such things. Boats were scarce, and none of them were up to his usual standards. -- Captain’s Log, Once Upon a Time, CaptainSwan oneshot collection.

In conclusion... I have no idea, omg.

Tagging whoever wants to do this. 💜💜

[bouncyirwin]

Bouncy’s Masterpost || 2019 Edition

This is something I started last year that I plan to keep doing! I present to you the good, the bad and the ugly of 2019!

♡ 2018′s Masterpost Order: from oldest to newest. 

Februrary 2019

[1] Wish I Knew You | 13,527 Words | T | KakaSaku & GenIno A lost bet and a forced dare brings two lonely losers together. Sakura never thought something as absurd-sounding as the 'No More Lonely Losers' program would land none other than Konoha's hottest bachelor and her long-time crush in her lap. KakaSaku. Rating might be upped later.

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"Sakura? What in the world are you doing under the table?"

She froze in horror as a certain silver-haired, dark-eyed man bent to peer curiously at her. "Is this some sort of fun three-way fondling in public, because you guys are not being very discreet about it."

"O-of course not!" Sakura spluttered, and her head collided with the table edge in her hurry to get back into her seat. "Oww!"

Temari very much choked on her chuckles as Sakura pressed a soothing green hand to her head and lowered herself into a vacant seat with as much dignity as she could muster. "Kakashi, you dirty old man, don't say such nonsense."

March 2019

[2] Between the Lines | 1,711 Words | T | ShinRan [Detective Conan]

There was something about him when he was quiet, mind brimming with facts, with truths that could shatter the world that was so terrifying and exhilarating and she often found herself lost in thoughts of him, spaced-out looking at the arch of his brow and the slope of his nose and the pucker of his lips. One-shot. ShinRan.

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Shinichi had always carried a confident tug in his shoulders, an arrogant streak in his eyes, and mischief in his smiles wherever he went. Even on the most brutal crime scenes those traits never faltered. But now ... he was so contained now, like he walked on fragile glass instead of the earth. Like it might've shattered beneath his soles if he made the faintest impression.

This Shinichi walked in measured breaths, with his eyes peeled open and his shoulders hunched in ever so slightly—it was as if he wanted to take up less space, like he felt exposed. And Ran's heart went out to him, every time.

[3] Closure, Part III of Resolutions | 2,220  Words | T | KakaSaku In which Sakura realises it isn't too late to find happiness and lets go. [Three-shot, KakaSaku]

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She stared at his hands in her lap and wondered how to phrase her words in a way that didn't make him bolt, "I think that… that people don't see this side of you. I used to think you hated kids. But I don't think that's really the case. I think it'd be a shame if you never had children."

[4] Late Night Revelations | 4,166 Words | M | KakashixOC

Nousagi and Kakashi crash in an Inn after a grueling ANBU mission. Things take an unexpected turn as Kakashi's more playful side makes an appearance.

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“Kakashi,” Nousagi said after what felt like ages of silence.

He cracked open one eye, leaning his head in her direction in silent inquiry. The action made his hair fall into his eyes, which in turn made her chest tighten in a strangely pleasant way. “Are you okay now?”

He gave her a lazy smirk, “You’re awfully worried today—I’m fine. Almost bored actually.”

“No Icha Icha?” She gave him a meaningful side-eye and almost laughed when he let out a sigh. “Yep, thought so. Let me guess: unsalvageable after a week of dirt and blood?”

“Don’t rub it in,” he grumbled sourly, to which she did finally laugh.

[5] Stolen Moments | 1,830 Words | M | ShiSaku

"All that blood really brings out your eyes."

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He flashes in front of her, manifesting into something distinguishable from the blur of the nightly forest just as his blade sweeps down like the damning call of the reaper and severs clean through the enemy's neck. This time the blood splatters her face and cascades down her cheek to drip down her vest.

Shisui sheaths his sword and turns to face her. The shadows conceal his features, but his eyes stand out a crimson red through the darkness. He steps forward, and suddenly the moonlight bathes him in an ethereal glow and his eyes darken to a liquid charcoal. He smiles—something dangerous and sharp as his fingers glide over her bloody cheek, "All that blood really brings out your eyes …"

April 2019 

[6] The Sound of Silence | 1,656 Words | T | Merlex [Grey’s Anatmoy]

He watches her eyes fluttering open. Tentative, like the wings of a butterfly, and he's afraid to hope. She's bruised beyond recognition. Swollen, blue, heartbreaking, and still everything he ever wants. 12x09. Merlex.

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"Mer … " He's talking, and he knows she can't even hear him, but he just wants to say her name, to taste it on his tongue, to pretend everything is okay.

He tries to smile even when it hurts his face. Even when his jaw resists. He tries to smile for her.

May 2019

[7] Watch Each Other’s Six | 3,222 Words | M | StevexPeggy [Marvel]

Steve wants the life he's lost back. He wants to righten his place in history and most importantly, he wants to do right by Tony.

Dad!Steve, Baby!Tony, Post-Endgame.

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It’s barely a flash, but the thought still hits him like a fist in the gut and his breath catches. Tony Stark’s face in a framed photo on a casket, and Peter sobbing, and Pepper trying hard not to fall apart while Happy shamelessly devolves into tears. It still hasn’t fully sunk in, possibly because he has suppressed it, violently, that Tony Stark—Tony who walks the ground in measured steps because it could barely contain him and that dramatic, lively flair of his presence—could possibly be gone forever.

And isn’t that why Steve hesitates? Because here one form of Tony will live while there, there’ll be none?

[8] The Universe Released | 897 Words | T | IronStrange [Marvel] 

There’s a man that lays in his bed every night, that burrowed and tucked himself into a nook in his heart and made a home for himself where Stephen had forbidden anyone else. There had been no rational answer, no cogent way to figure out how Tony Stark, someone he had despised at first glimpse, had instilled himself into the very centre of Stephen’s universe and made himself its point of gravity.

Written for IronStrangeWeek2019 Day 3: 10 Years Later

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“That long, huh?” Tony chuckles and runs a hand through Stephen’s hair. “Suprised we made it this long?”

Stephen shakes his head, his arm snaking around Tony’s middle and tugging them closer. “There hasn’t been a single day,” Stephen begins, eyes flickering to lock with Tony’s, “In which I doubted you being the one for me.”

“So suave.” Murmurs Tony, eyes half-lidded as they drop to Stephen’s lips. “I’m already in bed with you, you don’t have to sweet-talk me.”

[9] Do you know that thing, of which the heart bleeds? | 950 Words | T | Gen [Marvel]

Tony never thought of himself as particularly selfless, but when he meets those endless blue eyes, sees the way Stephen’s fingers curl and one stands firm and absolute, he thinks to hell with it.

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There’s an odd sense of relief that only lasts a flickering second. Life has never been kind to him, and now it won’t be able to take from him any more than it already has.

(But, ultimately, Tony knows otherwise. He is but a man, and all he wishes for right then is some peace of mind. But he can’t help but think about all the years lost from his future: watching Morgan grow, sending her to college, making love to Pepper, having another kid, and maybe another, why the hell not? And he knows, that life will continue to steal from him even when he’s six feet under, even when he’s got nothing left to give, and he thinks peace is for the ignorant, and that he is anything but).

[10] Raw Skin and a Bleeding Heart | 602 Words | G | Ironstrange [Marvel]

He presses a kiss to Stephen’s hair, it smells of mint and warmth, and Tony finds himself thinking about the vast universe, the endless stretch of space, the planets and the moon and the sun and how there isn’t a single place he’d rather be at, at that moment. A companion piece to The Universe Released, can be read independently.

Written for IronStrangeWeek2019, Day 7: 14000605.

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He loves Stephen in all the unconventional ways, he knows. He loves Stephen in the little spaces between the spoken and unspoken words, in the loud silence that separates their bodies, in the way two broken souls slot together perfectly.

June 2019 

[11] Moment You Loved Her (back) | 7,936 Words | T | KakaSaku

Some things are just worth breaking for. KakaSaku AU.

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The seconds stretch out, wearing his patience thin. There they remained, an elite jounin, appearing to stand cool and collected before a human trainwreck. Yet somehow she managed to make him feel like she was a queen looking down from her throne at him, as she decides his punishment. How is it that her gaze alone threatens to shatter him? He feels stretched thin, and like all the pieces of him are about to crumble from all of the cheap glue and rough treatment.

There's a moment where Kakashi just wants to give in and fall apart; just hand himself over to her and hope for the best. Even if it means he has to gracefully endure her silent treatment with the humility of a man who knows he's wronged a woman in ways he doesn't necessarily understand.

[12] Make Me Lose Control | 6,459 Words | M | KakSaku

A mission to Ame turns into a paid vacation, and Kakashi and Sakura find themselves crossing all sorts of lines.

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"Give me my book back."

"Or what?"

"Don't challenge your superior."

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm the head of a chain of hospitals all over the shinobi nations and you're an ex-Hokage who can only go on diplomatic missions anymore."

Kakashi gasps, "Take that back."

"Children." Shikamaru sounds and looks utterly exasperated from his perch against the desk at the reception area. Behind him, Shizune is sniggering to herself as she types away on her computer.

July 2019

[13] Tangled Up In You | 20,414 Words | M | HarleyxPeter [Marvel]

Besides him, Harley seems to need a moment to collect himself. “Hey,” he says, fingers touching tentatively at Peter's knuckles. Peter nearly flinches, tingles chasing Harley’s touch. “It’s okay—look at me—it’s okay.”

Even in the darkness Harley’s eyes glint and they’re so beautiful for a moment Peter can’t look away.

“I don’t mind this,” Harley tells him, firm and genuine. “If you’re curious about… about kissing a guy, I don’t mind.”

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“Ned. Ned.” He says urgently. “Um. What does the news say exactly?”

Ned pauses. “Um… someone uploaded a live video of those men invading through the roof. Obviously he was caught but the video was already out there and the police were alerted. Why?”

Peter wishes he could say his next line without wanting to choke himself with his own bare hands. “I… I may have done something really, really fucking stupid.”

“Oh? You mean that you kissed Harley in the middle of a crowd of awe-struck teenagers? Yeah, not your best move.”

August 2019 

[14] Un-Break My Heart | 2,884 Words | T | KakaSaku

He's beautiful like all broken things are, in all the ways they could be mended, in their complexity, in their contrasting fragility and resilience. And Sakura never learned how to not love broken things. [KakaSaku]

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Perhaps he notices that, because he lets her.

She laces their fingers together, determined to keep him right there next to her and can't believe the kind of way it makes her feel to have his palm pressed against her own, his stuttering pulse against her wrist.

"Just try," she beseeches him, and expects a rejection.

"Okay." He says after a pause, voice cracking. "Okay, Sakura."

[15] Black and White | 3,150 Words | G | ShisuiHina

Hinata makes a bento for her crush, but this ends up being Shisui's lunch instead.

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He was such a refined and exquisite mix between gentle and hard, such an alluring aesthetic, Hinata attributed her sudden infatuation to those rare qualities.

"What?" he asked, suddenly, dark eyes shifting to meet her own.

In the wane orange glow of the setting sun, they looked like a portal to some other world and Hinata found herself trapped, sinking. They glittered, like mirrors, the darkest shade of charcoal, reflecting her image back at her in muted tones.

Hinata swallowed convulsively. "Sorry," it came out as a whisper, her eyes roaming his face.

What was she feeling?

Her heart thundered in her ears, as if afraid of the way it quivered and shook under this new weight settling over her chest.

What was this?

"It's just…," she swallowed again, unsure if she should voice those thoughts. "You have beautiful eyes."

October 2019 

[16] Stay With Me | 2,648 Words | M | KakaSaku | Fanart

Falling for her doesn't leave him with bruises and broken bones, it leaves him with warmth and the colour green and the rapidly addicting revelation that it might all just be alright after all. KakaSaku Proposal AU.

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She cranes her neck back to regard him silently with her endless green eyes, and with her gaze comes a feeling a little like drowning, "You've just seemed ... a little off lately. You know you can talk to me about anything, right? What's on your mind?"

Kakashi considers that for a few moments—it's such a convenient opening. He bites his lip as he looks down at her, watches the way her eyes flicker down to his mouth before quickly flitting back up. "... I love being a ninja," he admits quietly. "Or, well, I got used to being a ninja. But ... you make me want to stay here with you."

She smiles, and it's radiant. "Yeah? That doesn't sound so bad."

[17] Bare Bones Ch 3 of A Shift in Space | 8,740 of 23,373 Words | T | Gen

Naruto Uzumaki was forced to watch every single friend he's ever cared about die except for one. Together, they will fix this. Together they'll rewrite fate. TIME TRAVEL. [New publish date: 30th. August]

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Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. "That'd be great… we need to do everything we can to prevent Orochimaru from luring Sasuke away."

Frowning, his companion slowly shook his head. "I don't think that'd work— I know you want to protect Sasuke but do you think Orochimaru would stop trying if he failed the first time around? No. Let's not risk it, we'd be blind in another attempt—much like the first time. We need to convince Sasuke to stay. We can't do anything about Orochimaru for now."

For a split second, Naruto looked like he might disagree. But then he gnawed angrily at his lower lip and looked away.

November 2019

[18] Every Last Drop | 3,378 Words | M | KakaSaku

“This isn’t about you. You’re amazing at what you do. I just … the shower—well—you’re just not a showerhead. And sometimes that’s what I want.”

When she chances a look at Kakashi again his eyes have widened slightly, and he looks entirely taken aback. “You—the showerhead?” The amount of disbelief packed into that word would’ve made a lesser woman dissolve into uncontrollable laughter.

The blush steadily spreads down her neck as she contemplates this bizarre conversation he pulled her into having. She really hadn’t wanted to ever discuss this with anyone. “Yes, the showerhead. Problem?”

Sakura looks away again, feeling the slow, simmering burn of embarrassment.

A few moments of silence later, Kakashi shifts, and when he speaks he nearly purrs.

“Can I watch?”

[19] Decisions and Choices Ch 13 of Underneath the Underneath | 5,500 of 61,803 Words | M | KakaSaku & GenIno

Our past is what defines us; what shapes us into the people we are. And Sakura… Sakura would've never guessed Kakashi was the product of so much suffering. With every strange dream, another piece of the puzzle is found; and with every vision, they grow a step closer to completion. NEW PUBLISH DATE: 23/4/2017

Snippet:

"Mmm ... Sakura ..." he rasped over a sigh, jolting her a little. He made no attempt to move, however, and after the passage of a few silent and heavy moments, filled only with his quiet breathing, she realised he was still asleep.

Was he ... was he dreaming about her?

Sakura chewed on her lip, her heart thundering in her ears. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest was soothing, urging hers to calm down, to beat together as one.

December 2019 

[20] Let The Truth Sting | 3,163 Words | M | KakaSaku

Sasuke's first glance at Kakashi's face comes in the form of Kakashi's open mouth pressed over Sakura's. Or, in which Sasuke sees Sakura has found her happiness with someone else. Quite graphically. [KakaSaku, Sasuke's POV]

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Sasuke still finds himself following them.

There's a subtle air of a routine, a comfortable familiarity found only between people who hang out frequently, and Sasuke's feeling of shame has receded to be replaced by a surge of irritation as it becomes apparent where the duo is heading. Down the block is Sakura's two-bedroom apartment, the one she bought for herself after she divorced Sasuke more than a year ago.

At her doorstep, Sasuke fully expects her to say her goodbyes to Kakashi.

Sasuke watches with a scowl as she invites him in.

Bonus - Art 

January - [x], [x], [x], [x], [x], [x], [x]

February - [x], [x], [x], [x] 

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September - [x], [x], [x], [x], [x], [x], [x], [x] 

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It’s worth mentioning that everything pre-may was drawn without a tablet! Also notice how the months I didn’t write in have like 5+ arts xD

[sakurasfallingstar]

ShiSaku Week: Day 7

Shisui is an idiot.

The biggest idiot I ever met.

Ever since Danzo had raged war against my shishō with root, nothing had been the same. My once peaceful home became a battle field. Children were constantly being left orphaned left and right from families crossfire, and parents would often be loosing their own children as well.

Bodies and kunai were often scattered left and right. Most of us had to stoop low and steal supplies from fallen comrades and enemies. We just had to survive.

My team are stationed I'm the front lines along with the majority of Konoha 11. We used to be 12, but we lost Neji a while back.

Turns out he'd do anything to ensure Hinata's survival.

Anyways, with so many people with kekkei genkai dying, Danzo would have his ninjas prioritize on steeling them. Be it from their their DNA to their eyes. The Uchiha's where especially targeted.

There was one time, Shisui held a dying 12 year old clan member in his arms. You could tell that the kid, was in pain from not just the fatal spinal wound, but from the fact that their eye sockets were empty. Shisui did his best to comfort and get information from the preteen.

'Who did this to you," he asked, gently.

" Danzo. Ambush. My team... dead," the child said.

That would be the last thing they ever said.

Shisui was never the same after that. He's always had a soft spot for kids, alway trying to lead fights away from civilian shelters or districts. When he worked with genius he'd often have them doing something away from the battle, like evacuation.

Now that a family member, who still had so much in life to experience, died in his arms: I could see that he activated his Mangekyō Sharingan.

I tried to reach out to him calm him down before he did something that would endanger not just himself but those who care for him. He ran off before I could do anything.

Now I'm here, running through the trees as fast as I could. I may not be the best sensor, but I am moderately good enough. It helps that I've worked closely with him, that I've grown familiar with his chakra.

It was easy to pinpoint at this point.

But by the time I had reached his location, his left eye had been bleeding, and was shut. Meanwhile, across the battle field was Danzo. Let's just say what lies under his bandages is no longer a secret.

Just as Danzo ran to deliver the finishing blow, likely wanting to get his hands on Shisui's right eye, I shunshined toward him. With my arms wrapping around his shoulders, I once more flicking away as far as I could. Once we were safe, I began the healing process of his eye.

"You do know what you just did was stupid, right," I informed him.

He said nothing in reply. I get he's probably feeling like shit right now, but he need to understand what his actions caused. What his actions cause me to feel in that time span.

"Shisui-,"

"I get it Sakura! I messed. I shouldn't have gone alone, but you don't get it. That was a family member, and tou saw what Danzo did with those eyes," he yelled, and honestly as much a I am sympathizing him, I am also slightly infuriated.

How dare he assume I don't know what it was like to loose someone I cared for deeply. Especially, since he knows what happened to my mother in the beginning of the war. Know how many patients I couldn't same after getting close to the.

My silence must of been enough for him to realize what he implied. I finished up healing the eye tissue, and covered it up as quickly as I could. I did not want to explode and say something that could ruin what ever our relationship is called.

"Sakura, I- I'm sorry I didn't mean for it to come out that way. I just," he said tailing off at the end, my was already to him at this point.

"Please, say something Sakura."

"You can be such a hero, you know that. You not only put yourself in danger, but you disregarded how it'd affect those around you.

How'd it affect me.

You could have died. You could have broken your promise you made me after my mom died. Do you know what that would have done to me," I informed him, finally turning back to look at him.

To hell with the fact that my eyes are tearing up. He needed to see what he caused me to feel.

Suddenly his arms where around me, in a tight hug. Wrapping my arms around his wait,I buried my face in the the crook of his neck.

"I am so sorry, Sakura. I promised I'd never leave you, and your right. I did almost break it, but it was thanks to you that I'm here. That danzo does not have my other eye,' he said, as he pulled away.

Hie gave me a smile, and placed two fingers against my forehead.

Maybe. Maybe I could not be angry with him right now. Perhaps, I should be happy that I can still hold him in my arms.

No matter how stupid he is, or how big of a jerk he is; he'll also be my stupid jerk that I love.

Plus, he'll be the one filling in Tsunade shishō on today's events. Not me.

@shisakuweek

[sakurasfallingstar]

ShiSaku Week: Day 4

The kingdom of konoha was one with many legends. From a boy who is a half Kitsune that protected the village from within the woods, to a Naga who promised power only to steal your boy and wear it as if it was their own.

Of course no once believed these legends. In fact, many of them where to to either scare the kids from misbehaving, keep them out if the woods, or to be a simple bedtime story. Nothing more than that. In other words, they were not real.

However, when a girl just shy of 16, was being chased by her villagers, she had to find reassure in those stories as she ran into the depths of the woods.

The deeper she went the farther their yells became, until they had stopped completely.

No one really dared to venture too deep into these woods. Especially, when one legends told of the flora moving on it's own and of fae who loved to torment humans.

Bow that her pursuers had stopped chasing her, she slowed down to walk. The animals of night where the only ones who kept her company with their sounds during her stroll.

At least that's what she thought.

If only she was aware of the red eyes watching her from above. The man followed swiftly and silently. He did not want to suddenly appear before her while her adrenaline was bearly coming down.

When she came to water fall,  Sakura knelt down next to the pool, cupping her hands  so that she could gather some water to drink.

The water was cool, and it quenched her thirst from all the running earlier. 

Taking her time, Sakura was her arms trying to keep the scratches from the branches clean. Then she splashed some on her face. She didn't  care that some of stray hairs from her pony got wet. All she wanted was to somewhat calm her racing thoughts. In fact, what she needed right now was a plan.

Ever since Ami, one of her school bullies removed the scarf, hiding her unnatural pink locks; she was deemed a witch. It also didn't help that she was proficient in medical practices. Sakura knew that rather than helping her during her trial, it would only be used against her. Witchcraft is what they would call it.

As you can guess, it was very uncommon, (more like unnatural) for a woman to know such knowledge in Konoha.

That was why she had to run into the forest. Had she stayed to fave trial; prove herself innocent she'd only be burned at the stake.

Tears began to slip down her face and into the watch. The stress and reality of her situation was beginning to get to her.

"Humans," a male's voice said from above.

Sakura shot up onto her feet. Looking up into the trees all around her.

"Whenever I encounter your kind, you're all either screaming or crying. Is that really all you beings know how to do," the voice said, boorishly.

"From the way you speak, it almost makes me thing you don't consider yourself human," she said, with her guard up.

His laughter echoed from all directions of the forest.

"So, you can talk back," he said, with amusement, "but how would you know if I'm human or not? Everyone knows of the legends that surround this forest."

Sakura glared at the tree tops, knowing full well he was trying to scare her. Well, it was going to take more than his silly mind games to scare her.

"Well, that's all they are. Legends. Things that guardians tell their wards to get them to behave. Now, if you're done playing your games; why don't you come out of the shadows and face me," Sakura yelled.

"That's big talk coming from a girl who was running from her own kind."

The voice this time came from behind her.

Whipping around to face the man, Sakura could help but hold her breath. Before her was a man with dark curly haired, and red eyes. The only things keeping him modest was the armor like material around his shoulders, and some very worn pants. However, what really caught her eye were the giant black wings.

"Breathe human," he said, with a smirk.

'Right. Breathing. Breathing is good,' Sakura thought, letting out the air from her lungs.

He eyed her as she slowly began to breathe in and out.

Shisui found her green eyes mesmerizing, but her pastel pink hair was something he found uncommon with her kind. In fact, it reminded him of a fae he once knew, but that was centuries ago.

He began to circle the girl. He couldn't help but question the practicality of herclothing as he lifted the first layer of her dress. This of course caused her to swat his hand away.

'She's quite brazen. I wonder how long she can keep that up,' he thought before asking, "What do the call you?"

Sakura now knowing the legends were true, went through ever one that her father told her to identify the being before her. "Ethereal beauty, wings, playful, and going by that smirk, very flirtatious.... Ah! I got it,' she thought, as she eyed his every move.

"Flora," she replied.

"Flora," he said, testing the name, " You know, somehow I don't believe that's you're name."

He rose an eyebrow and crossed his arms. He wanted her name. Since she managed to pique his interests.

"I know what you are. You must take me for a fool to give you any sort of power over me," she challenged.

It is advised to never catch the interest of a fae. Especially those belonging to the dark fae.

He got withing her personal space, he cornered her to the edge of the pool.

'What a horrible time to not know how to swim,' she thought, holding his gaze. She refused to show weakness in front of the fae. Especially now that they are centimeters away from eachother's face.

"Then what am I,' he questioned, giving her a smile while giving her a glimpse of his fangs.

Narrowing her eyes she didn't answer. She didn't want to be caught up in his games.

"Shisui," he said.

"What?"

"My name. I think it's only a fair exchange for your real name."

"Nice try, but I'm not falling for it."

"And here I was going to offer my help," he said, with fake disappointment as he stepped back.

"And how would you be able to help me," she questioned, rolling her eyes.

"Don't you really think you can survive here in the forest alone? By now, you ought to consider that all the legends are true. I'll be honest, I am kinder to your kind compared to everything else in this forest," he said leaning against a tree.

Sakura's hands become fists. She really wanted to hit something. Well, more like she wanted to hit Shisui. She hated that he knew full well that he knew that she couldn't survive in the forest alone. That he knew she'd need someone like him to help her.

Looking down at the grass, she said, "Sakura. My name is Sakura."

If anything his smirk seemed to turn into a smile. That smile dispire it looking sweet, held some wickedness. She belonged to him now.

"See? That wasn't so hard," Shisui said, lifting a hand into the tree.

Sakura watched as she broke a small branch. From his hands came a shimmering gold like mist. It covered the branch, and small white flowers began to bloom from it.

He beckoned her her over, before placing the branch in her hands.

"A peace offering."

"Thank you," she whispered.

The next morning the villagers of konoha went out in search for the girl.

The forest was different during the day. It was more forgiving; less alive.

The only traces of the pink haired girl they found were strands of her pink hair by the pool of the waterfall and pieces of her dress in the trees.

Sakura haruno became one of the many legends told to the villages' young for generations to come.

@shisakuweek

[sakuradeservedbetter91]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

Hi, Anon!!! What a lovely surprise to see this 🥹

After much deliberation—here are five of my favorite fics plus honorable mentions because anyone who knows me knows I hate deciding 😂

1. Red Ribbon of Fate—T, Shisaku, complete, “Shisui and Sakura's love story begins with a red ribbon.”

This one I had so much fun writing because it was just based off the silly idea that Shisui’s hair gets too long, and he holds his hair back from his eyes with a red ribbon. This idea was formed in the Sakura Haruno server, and it just was so sweet and I loved every second of it 🥰

2. Stealing His Shirt Has Never Felt So Good—E, KankuSaku, complete, “Sakura keeps her boyfriend's shirt before he leaves to train. Boyfriend comes back, she's a bit of a brat, and he punishes her with a ton of orgasms.”

I have no explanation for this fic except for the fact that I saw some amazing horny art of Kankuro, proceeded to obsess over said art and write this fic for 9 months, and well, yeah. Here we are 😂

3. Not Yet—E, KakaSaku complete, “Sakura appreciates Kakashi wanting to properly woo her, but they’re together. She’s tired of waiting. And now, she’s going to go get her man to fuck her.”

This was actually my first smut I wrote for KakaSaku, and I remember writing this and screaming as I wrote because it was so filthy. But it was a good time, and damn, I need to write more of them agains soon 👀

4. fantasies can come true—E, AsuIno, complete, “Ino successfully seduces her former teacher, and she may be in for more than she bargained for, not that she'd ever complain.”

I’d been telling myself forever that I’d write a fic for these two, and then I finally did it, and it was so fun! Definitely am going to write more for them, and also the other ships for Ino I recently realized were super fun 🥰

5. oh captain—E, ShiSaku, complete, “Sakura and Shisui avoid their duties aboard ship to have a little rendezvous below deck.”

This is one of my more recent ShiSaku fics i did for ShiSaku week in June this year, and I had so much fun with the prompt, because it was pirates and of course I had to make it sexy. I also just really loved every other prompt I did for the week (I did one for every day bc I am crazy), and I just love writing this pair so much 🥹🥰

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

hey cowboy with that look in your eyes—E, ShiSaku, WIP, sexy, smutty pirates which I’ve been brain rotting over for weeks

the bird and the worm—E, KakaSaku, complete, CRACK, literally was challenged by Tipsy to use some bad smut words in smut and so I did 🤣

[shisakuweek]

(An artist I am not)

These are the prompts for each day for ShiSaku Week, and here are rules for the event.

There are just under 3 months till the event, I hope that everyone who is gonna take part, has a lot of fun with these prompts.

Day 1 - 26th June Mafia Au Monster “Don’t kill yourself, kill your fiancé”

Day 2 - 27th June Modern Au Day off “You should be honest with yourself, admit it”

Day 3 - 28th June Greek Mythology Au Undercover “An apple a day keeps the doctor away”

Day 4 - 29th June A/B/O Au Magic “I know what you are”

Day 5 - 30th June Historical Au Striptease “Don’t look at me like that, it won’t work”

Day 6 - 1st July Pirates Au Poison “There’s my favourite person”

Day 7 - 2nd July Hokage Shisui/Sakura Au Murder “Who did this to you!”

[princessxgarbage]

Happy ShiSaku Week!

Day 2 @shisakuweek

Prompt: Day Off

Warnings: arguing, mild language

Words: 1324

Read on AO3

Sakura woke to the smell of coffee wafting through her small apartment.

It was far too early for her to consider drinking coffee today. Far too early for her to even consider waking up. It was her day off, why shouldn't she sleep in for once? The hospital didn't need her, she was in between missions, the hokage said he would refrain from needing her today so she could have the day to herself FOR ONCE- so why was there coffee brewing, and who was in her kitchen at this ungodly hour?

"Ah, shit-"

Sakura winced as she heard one of her cupboard doors slam shut, along with the sound of someone's hip checking into the table and scraping the feet across the floor.

Shisui then.

Sakura groans and slowly sits up in bed, resigned to her fate of waking up too early on her rare day off. She stretches and ruffles her hair slightly into some semblance of a decent hairstyle while she hears the table in the kitchen being slid back to its proper place. She drags herself out of bed and pulls over herself an oversized sweatshirt that is very orange, very old, and very much never being returned to Naruto.

Shisui is pouring the coffee into two mugs as she enters the kitchen.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He smiles promptly at her, perfect eyes crinkling as his perfect teeth glare too brightly at her. Perfect fucking curls tousled just so- it grates on her nerves immediately.

"Pouring you coffee, obviously," he has the nerve to roll his eyes. "You always drink coffee in the morning."

"Yes, I do. You know, when I have to work." She knows she's glaring at him, but it's too early in the day for her to care about any one else's feelings. "On my days off, I prefer to not drink coffee. And sleep in."

Her fingertips tap along the edge of the counter, in turn and repeatedly. Testing him just as he is testing her patience.

"Oh, uh, I thought we could-"

"Could, what?" She sighs, scratching her nails along the edge of the cheap laminate countertop. "Spend time together?"

His smile fades and her words cut into him. What time do they need to spend together anyhow? Isn't dinner every night enough? Tea at every break? Walks to and from the Hokage's office and hospital? Are her ritual visits every weekend to the Uchiha's training grounds with him not enough time spent together?

"I-"

Enough. "Listen, Shisui. I need this day off. I'm so tired, and I have two major upcoming projects I'll have to focus on as soon as I get back to my office tomorrow." Steam is no longer roiling off the coffee, she'll just let it go cold. She never asked for it anyway.

"We could just take it easy today, Sakura. We don't have to go anywhere or anything…" He finally sets down the coffee pitcher, he'd been holding it aloft in slight shock at her ire. "I could… make you lunch?”

She tips her face to the ceiling and sighs, steepling a hand over the bridge of her nose in what she hopes is clear annoyance.

"I can make my own lunch, Shisui." He's clearly not understanding what she's trying to get at here.

"I know you can, but I thought I could hel-"

"Shisui!" He startles. He shouldn't have! It's not like she isn't well-known to have a temper. Her teammates and senseis alike would all attest to it. Shisui spends plenty of time around her as is, he should KNOW. So why does he look so shocked that she would react like this? He's always around, always close by when she has to knock some sense into Naruto and Sasuke, he's even sported a few bruises from her himself! He's always, ALWAYS right fucking there.

"I need a day off," she repeats, hoping it'll get through his thick skull a second time around. Before he can get a word out of his now open mouth, she cuts him off-

"I need a day off from you."

There. She said it. She sighs and starts to turn away. Maybe now he'll get the fucking hint and give her some space. Just a little bit of space from him. That's all she wants. Just for the day.

She hesitates, and looks back to his face.

That is what she wants.

Right?

The look on his face. Oh, she shouldn't have looked at him. Not if she wanted to hold fast to the temptation that would be her increasingly rare alone time.

Shisui is always so bright and engaging. Always seeking eye contact and full attention from everyone he speaks to. He's so alarmingly disarming despite how deadly eye contact with him could be. He's just easy to connect to.

But now…

He's disconnected. From her. Because of what she just said.

His eyes are lowered away from hers. His mouth a tight line, a frown contrary to every fiber of his being. Downcast, downtrodden.

"Shisui, I'm sor-"

"I'll just see you later then."

She lunges forward to stop him from leaving. Grasps his biceps in her deceptively delicate hands. Her grip is solid.

She needs him to reconnect.

She lets out a sharp huff of aggravated air.

"I'm-"

Now it's an aggravated noise.

"Ugh, I'm sorry. Shisui." She loosens her grip on his arms and smooths down the fabric she wrinkled there. Moves one hand to his face as she takes a step closer to him. With her thumb on his chin, she gently guides his gaze back to hers. And just like that,

he's back.

Her breath settles back in her lungs and the invisible fist clenched around her heart starts to let go.

"Listen, Sakura, I know you're stressed. But that's-"

"No excuse. You're right. I shouldn't take it out on you. I'm sorry." Now she's looking at him pleadingly, hoping that this isn't going to be the time he's finally fed up with her outbursts. "I'll try to be better for you."

Then he's kissing her. Soft and chaste. Just a quick press to bring her back to herself. He pulls back to look at her again, seems content with what he finds there and presses his lips to her forehead then pulls her into his arms.

It seems so silly now to think that a moment ago all she wanted was for him to leave. To give her space, or whatever. And then the second he was about to go she wanted to take it all back and pull him close to her. To lock him in a little box and keep it with her always. God, she can be so stupid sometimes.

"It's okay, baby. It'll be okay," he murmurs. He places another kiss on the top of her hair and a hand on the back of her head as he holds her close in her kitchen, the coffee now sitting cold in the mugs on the counter. She wraps her arms around his waist, just now realizing he's in casual clothing. He must have the day off too, that's even more rare than her getting one in the first place. No wonder he's over here so early! She could kick herself for not realizing sooner. She chuckles softly at her own idiocy and tucks her face into the crook of his neck. She pecks a soft kiss at the edge of his collar bone that's peaking over the neckline of his shirt.

"Can we just… go back to bed?" she asks, pulling her face back to look him in the eyes again and pressing her fingers into the small of his back. He's smirking playfully, a look of his she is well acquainted with.

"Only if you take off that hideous orange sweatshirt."

She chuckles warmly at that. Suddenly she's pulling him backwards towards her bedroom, coffee completely abandoned.

"Deal."

[sakuradeservedbetter91]

Title: bet

Rating: T

Prompt: Day 2–“you should be honest with yourself, admit it”

Pairing: Sakura/Shisui

Tags: pining

Summary: Shisui is pining, and Itachi offers up a challenge.

Late entry written for The ShiSaku Server flash event in honor of ShiSaku Week 2023, hosted by @shisakuweek

Link to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48566758