#it's Sakura's turn to teach

[eeniiart]

Them, holding hands <3

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Kakashi: *shows countless times in canon he cares about his students and wants to train them, but a lot of that training is outright skipped for ‘more interesting storyline’

Weirdo’s: nah, Kakashi didn’t teach any of his student’s anything and didn’t care about them at all.

[gravesung]

also eternally emotional abt enomoto and kusumi's unwavering loyalty even when kaji is at his lowest moments. and the way he tries to take what he learned from hiragi and apply it to his own team. it kills me every DAMN TIME!!!!!!

[keepyourpantsongohan]

Meaningful Highlights from Sasuke Retsuden:

When Sasuke interrupts his own reconnaissance to untie a fellow prisoner who's being bullied, putting his mission in jeopardy to help a stranger.

When Sasuke is struggling to stand and falls backward into Sakura's arms and she catches him, the same way he caught her during the war arc: Without the strength left to even turn around, Sasuke fell backwards, and a familiar warmth caught him. “I got you, Sasuke.” It was Sakura’s voice.

Sasuke being so detailed-oriented with his friends and comrades that he knows their preferred method of picking a lock, and acknowledging he got his way from Kakashi: Kakashi often used the heat of Fire Style to melt the metal part. Shikamaru inserted a long, thin shadow into the keyhole to turn the cylinders. Naruto would make it move with a very small-scale bit of turbulence. Given that he excelled in Fire Style, Sasuke often followed Kakashi’s example and melted the lock itself.

Sasuke's narration putting how he feels about Sakura and how he copes with distance from her into words, both in narration and out loud: Even if they couldn’t always be together, the fact that Sakura was his wife and his family was never going to change. He was able to think like this thanks to a lesson from a good friend a long time ago. The most important thing was the bond they shared. He had a connection with Sakura that not even distance could touch. Even if he couldn’t see her every day, she was his precious partner.

The revelation that Sasuke was waiting for pink blossoms on a tree to bloom because he missed Sakura: “He used to sit here and stare out the window all the time. But he hasn’t been doing that lately. Not since you came. I always wondered what it was he was looking at, but now, I finally get it. He was wondering when that tree was going to bloom.”

Sakura being literally crushed in the crumbling foundations of a building but still being so selfless that she is concerned about not causing rockfall on someone else, and wishing she could be there to defend the prisoners. And, at the same time, Sasuke desperately manually digging through rubble to pull Sakura out, and being the one to heal her.

[kaiser1ns]

#. FALLIN' FOR YA

featuring 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ıllı. togame jo, takiishi chika, umemiya hajime, endo yamato, sakura haruka, kaji ren

fluff. to say you have fallen in love is one thing, but to fall for him was something you didn't expect.

TOGAME JO

You found yourself on the rooftop of Ori, the headquarters of the Shishitoren gang, high above the ground, your heart racing as you glanced down. You had no idea how you ended up here or what possessed you to climb this high, but now you were stuck, paralyzed by fear.

"Baby, I am scared," your voice trembled as you looked down at Togame who had come to your rescue. It wasn't that high — you'd seen the way Choji jumped like a monkey, scaling the building in seconds. But you were neither Choji nor a monkey.

Your boyfriend stood below, his beautiful green eyes reflected calmness. A lazy smile played on his lips as he held out his arms. "Angel, just jump. I will catch you."

"That's even more scary. We will both get hurt," you protested, your heart pounding in your chest. He looked up at you, his smile never wavering. "Come on now, nothing bad can happen."

"Jo, do you understand that I can literally break mine and your bones?" you said, stepping back from the edge, taking a deep breath to steady yourself.

"The only thing you will break is my heart if you decide to stay there any longer," he said softly. You let out a big sigh, taking a few more deep breaths before finally deciding to overcome your fear. "Alright... On three."

He began to count for you, "One... two... three!"

With your eyes squeezed shut, you jumped from the rooftop, bracing for the impact. But instead of hitting the hard ground, you felt his strong arms catch you, pulling you into a tight embrace.

"Angel, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?" he whispered into your ear, a playful lilt in his voice.

You were on the verge of tears from the fear and stress of the situation, and here he was, flirting with you. "I should have stayed there," you replied, burying your face in his shoulder, half relieved and half annoyed.

TAKIISHI CHIKA

You had never thought you'd develop feelings for Takiishi Chika. Yet, here you were, inexplicably drawn to the red-headed boy who had somehow let you inside his usually closed comfort zone. One day, you found yourself asking him to teach you some defensive techniques. Just in case, you told him, you ended up alone without him in sight, which will never happen.

"So I clench my fist like this and then I—" you began, mimicking his earlier demonstration.

Elbow strikes could be thrown sideways like a hook, upwards like an uppercut, downwards with the point of the elbow, diagonally, or directly, even during a jump. As you tried to attack him, he easily stopped you, his hand catching yours, of course he will stop you he is the strongest after all.

"Don't tighten your muscles so much, and don't squat like that," he instructed, his voice calm yet firm, you loved listening to him on the rare moments he decided to speak.

You nodded, resetting your stance. Determined to impress him, you moved faster this time, but your foot caught on nothing, and you started to fall. Before you could hit the ground, his hands catched your wrists, steadying you as your body leaned closer.

Your eyes locked, his gaze made your heart race, and you were sure you were going to kiss at any second. You had fallen for him, deeply, and there was no turning back. But then, he let go, and you landed on your butt with a thud.

"Ow," you muttered, rubbing the sore spot. "What was that for, Chika?"

When you looked up, he was already walking away, his back to you. First he makes you fall for him and then making you chase after him — a typical game of cat and mouse.

You scrambled to your feet, quickly closing the distance between you. As you caught up, he glanced at you with a sidelong look, letting out a sigh. Despite his cold behaviour, you didn't miss the way his hand found its place on your waist, holding you close. You may have fallen for him, but he fell harder for you ... but you didn't hear it from me, alright?

UMEMIYA HAJIME

You have always been close to the members of Bofurin, especially with their leader, with whom you had a strange relationship, you were together but at the same time you were not. Nothing was official, but everything was real — from holding hands to kissing eachother. Right now you are not trying to think about it as you help the first years paint. Perched on a mini staircase, you meticulously worked on the higher parts, lost in the rhythm of the brush strokes.

"You are doing so well, Y/N-chan!" A familiar voice interrupted your thoughts. You didn't need to turn around to know who it was; that voice was unmistakable.

"Hajime, you scared me!" you exclaimed, your heart fluttering, as he laughed at you.

"Oh, did I? I am sorry," he said, his tone teasing. You rolled your eyes at him playfully as he crossed his arms and watched you work, a smile adoring his beautiful and gentle face.

Turning around, you noticed that it had fallen unusually silent. The first years were nowhere to be seen. Confused, you asked, "Where is everyone?"

"I made them go to Kotoha to get lunch. You can't work while hungry," he explained, his eyes soft with concern. He always cared about others and that was one of the things you liked about him.

Shaking your head with a smile, you returned to your painting, stretching to reach the higher spots. Suddenly, the staircase wobbled beneath you, and you lost your balance, but before you could fall, strong arms caught you.

"My little shooting star~ I guess my wish came true," he whispered, his breath warm against your ear. Your cheeks flamed with embarrassment as you buried your face in his chest, the scent of him filling your senses. "What wish?" you wondered and asked him looking into his eyes, those beautiful blue eyes you could drown in as if you were in the ocean.

"The one where you finally fall for me!" you didn't know if he was joking or not, but even with that playful tone, he was completely serious.

"Is this how we are making it official?" you mumbled, your voice muffled by his shirt.

"I guess it is," he replied softly, his arms tightening around you. Here, in his embrace, was where you belonged, as you have fallen in the right place at the right time.

ENDO YAMATO

You stumble slightly as you walk, your heels clicking against the pavement as you walked hand in hand with Endo, his grip was reassuring somehow distracting you, yet you couldn't help but hiss from the pain in your feet. Those heels were a mistake, but they were the perfect finishing touch to your outfit. You curse yourself for choosing fashion over comfort, wanting everything to be perfect tonight.

"You okay there?" Endo asked, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. His voice was filled with genuine concern, sometimes it surprised you how much he cares for you, even for the smallest things.

"Yeah, nothing to worry about. It's fine," you replied, trying to mask the discomfort. He glanced at you with those thoughtful eyes that always seemed to be searching for something. "Y/N, I may be a very bad judge of character, but I know when a person experiences pain." His words were more of a hint than a statement, and you knew he was right.

You stopped walking, intending to turn to him and reassure him face to face. But as you twisted your body, your ankle gave away. You felt yourself tipping forward, bracing for the impact of the fall.

But it never came. Endo caught you, his tattooed arms strong and steady around you. "Careful, doll. Don't fall so soon for me," he teased, the mischievousness never leaving his eyes.

Your heart raced, not just from the near fall, but from the way he held you, the way you could melt right on the spot. You had always been unpredictable around him, your feelings a whirlwind that neither of you fully understood.

"Yamato," you whispered, looking up at him. His carefree personality masked a complexity you were only beginning to uncover. He made you feel loved despite him not knowing how to identify his own emotions.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly, his eyes searching yours as he wondered how you do the things you do? Why do you make him feel... like this? He had hard time recognising what's happening inside his brain and heart. He never understood the emotions people around him expressed because he thought it just was how he was meant to live — like a lifeless soul.

You smiled, your heart swelling a bit uncertainty, but there was nothing to lose this time. "I like you." you admitted.

He blinked, processing your words as if you were speaking gibberish. "You... really do?" he asked, the surprise in his eyes was genuine, and for a moment, you wondered if you had made a mistake.

"If I didn't liked you, I wouldn't have gone on so many dates with you," you repeated, more confidently this time. "I didn't mean to make things awkward, but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer."

His grip on your waist tightened slightly, his eyes never leaving yours. "You’re serious?" You nodded, your heart was about to burst out, "Yes, I am. I know you might not feel the same way, because dating isn't your thing. I just... needed you to know."

Endo's gaze softened, and the playfulness in his eyes was replaced by something deeper, something you had never seen before coming from him.

"Y/N, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "You’ve been driving me crazy, in the best possible way."

A smile spread across your face, the pain in your feet forgotten. "Glad to know that." He chuckled, "But I can’t have you walking around in pain all night," he said, glancing down at your heels. "Here, let me help."

You looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?" Without another word, Endo crouched down in front of you, patting his back. "Hop on. I’ll give you a piggyback ride. Princesses should be taken care of."

SAKURA HARUKA

It was Tsubaki idea to invite you, Kotoha and the first years to the biggest sleepover in the history of Bofurin. He treasured you like a little sister, and took a liking in the new students especially Sakura — the boy who proved himself worthy for the gang, and the boy despite his confidence in most situations had a peculiar inability to speak or act normally around you.

The night’s activities progressed, and soon everyone found themselves engaged in a lively game of Twister. One by one, players stumbled and fell, until only you and Sakura were left on the mat. Nirei spun the wheel and called out, "Left hand on red," signaling Sakura’s turn. He gulped hard, his eyes widening slightly as he realized the predicament. You were directly beneath him, your bodies precariously close. Sakura carefully stretched his left hand towards the red circle as your hand was on the blue one, his fingers brushing yours as he did so.

The atmosphere grew tense, heat radiating from both of you as sweat glistened on his brow. His face flushed with a rosy hue, betraying his nerves and the overwhelming proximity. Meanwhile, Suo watched the unfolding scene with delight, clearly enjoying the awkward dance of two fools in love.

Nirei spun the wheel again, as he announced, "Y/N-chan, left hand on green." You felt your muscles strain, you were in a push-up position and you had to turn your whole body to reach the green circle. Every fiber in your hands screamed with effort as you managed the turn, finding yourself directly under Sakura.

The eye-patched boy, ever the prankster, seized the moment and nudged Sakura’s leg just enough to cause a slight wobble. The sudden movement startled you, and before you could steady yourself, your hands slipped. The world seemed to slow as you fell, leaving you face to face with Sakura, who had caught himself just in time.

You found yourself caged between his arms, his face mere inches from yours. His breath hitched, his cheeks a deep crimson that seemed almost like a new shade to add in the red pallet. The warmth of his body radiated into yours, his bicoloured eyes locked onto yours — panic and longing swirling within them. His lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out, only the soft sound of his breath mingling with yours.

Sakura wanted to kiss you, wanted to know what's it like to kiss the girl he held feelings for ... He wanted you and was not going to be a coward about it. Just as he decided to bend down even less the door opened and Tsubaki's voice echoed around the room causing him to startle and lose his balance falling on top of you.

"Oh, my! I am sorry, did I interrupt something?" Tsubaki asked, genuinely concerned about the two of you, putting his hand on his mouth from the surprised scene he stepped into.

Sakura's eyes widened in panic, but you could feel the warmth of his body pressed against yours, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. Why couldn't he talk? His gaze, now tender and earnest, silently begged for understanding and perhaps a second chance, and pretty soon he will be able to express his feelings without a Twister next time.

KAJI REN

You were angry, extremely pissed to the point you just want to scream, throw something or someone in the pool, kill the next person who asks you another stupid question. Your nails dug into the flesh of your palms as you tried your best to stay calm. The one time you got Kaji to agree to go somewhere, some girls immediately flocked to him, even though he ignored them or politely said no.

You watched as he spoke to them, with their polite smiles, but there was nothing nice about them, only fueling your irritation. It wasn’t fair. This was supposed to be your time with him. You took a deep breath, trying to rationalize your thoughts. It wasn't his fault, after all, but it didn't make the sting any less sharp.

"Y/N," Kaji's voice pulled you from your thoughts. He had walked away from the crowd of girls and was now standing in front of you, his expression concerned, he's never seen you like this. "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?" you repeated, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "Do you think I'm okay, Kaji?"

He blinked, taken aback by your tone, as he was getting annoyed by the fact that you weren't telling him everything in the right context, "What’s wrong?"

"What's wrong?" you echoed mimicking his words, feeling your temper rise. "Do you really have to ask? Look around! Every time we go somewhere, you’re swarmed by girls. Can’t you see how frustrating that is?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and you looking at his well-shaped body. "You think I wanted that? Stop with this bullsh—"

Your frustration boiled over. Without thinking, you gave him a hard shove, sending him stumbling backwards. Before you could register what happened, he reached out, grabbing your wrist to steady himself. But it carried you both, and with a splash, you were both in the pool.

The water engulfed you, the coolness a shock to your heated skin. You struggled, disoriented, trying to find the surface. Panic set in as you realized you weren’t as good a swimmer as you thought. Just when you felt you couldn’t hold your breath any longer, strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you up.

You broke the surface, gasping for air, coughing and spluttering. Kaji held you close, his eyes wide with worry. "Breathe, Y/N, just breathe."

You clung to him, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you tried to steady your breathing. He patted your back gently, his other hand cradling your head.

"You're so stupid," he murmured, though his tone was soft, almost affectionate. "Why would you do that?"

Your cheeks burned, both from embarrassment and from the closeness, as you realised how you are skin to skin. "I... I wasn’t thinking. I just... I was so mad."

You looked up at him, his eyes were judging you but it was out of concern, "I'm sorry," you whispered. "Listen, Y/N," he began, "Those girls don't matter to me. They never have and never will." He shook his head, his fingers brushing a wet strand of hair from your face, and you knew he meant it, otherwise you would have had fallen for him or in this case with him.

©2024 kaiser1ns do not copy, repost or modify my work

[vmlnrzmp4]

𝘴𝘢𝘺 "𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘢."

—their daughter's first word.

—requested

itoshi sae

sae sat in front of little natsuki, trying to get her to say something.

natsuki, sitting comfortably on the floor, simply raised her a tiny hand, “hi!”

sae’s eye twitched, “no, not ‘hi.’ papa.”

“hi!” natsuki waved again, giggling.

sae exhaled, turning to you, “you taught her that? couldn’t you teach her ‘papa’ or at least ‘mama’?”

you shrugged, “she just picked it up.”

sae sighed, rubbing his temples.

“hi!” natsuki chirped again.

sae looked back at her, unimpressed, “…hi.”

natsuki clapped as her papa finally understood her language.

itoshi rin

papa rin held up a spoonful of food infront of sakura's mouth, "sakura, open your mouth."

"no."

oh the horror!

"what?"

"no," she repeated, turning her head away.

you clapped your hands in excitement, "her first word!"

rin clicked his tongue, "tsk. eat."

"no."

rin should have been annoyed.

but how could he? not when his daughter spoke her first word. a stern no, but made him feel warm inside nonetheless.

"wonder where she got that from," you teased.

before rin could answer, sakura smacked the spoon from his hand. rin stared at the mess on his shirt as he groaned.

"from you."

isagi yoichi

yoichi sat on the floor with yuki in his lap, "cmon yuki. say 'papa'."

the uninterested little yuki didn't pay attention.

"pa. pa," he repeated slowly.

yuki opened her mouth and yoichi held his breath.

"ma."

his shoulders dropped, "eh? no, not 'ma'—'papa.' say 'papa.'"

"ma."

yoichi groaned, no matter how much he tried, she wouldn’t listen.

then, you walked out of the bedroom, yawning. "what’s going on?"

before yoichi could answer, yuki stretched her tiny arms toward you, "ma!"

you gasped, "she said her first word!"

yoichi pouted, crossing his arms and looking away, "whatever. betrayed by my own daughter."

michael kaiser

little anne sat on the floor, playing with her teddy bear while michael watched her lovingly, “papa,” he called, pointing at himself, “say papa, princess.”

anne didn't even glanced at him, too focused on teddy bear. michael tried again, pointing at himself, “papa.”

she blinked up at him and then, in the tiniest voice she said, “mihya.”

you, who had just walked into the room, stopped on your tracks. michael’s eyes widened, “what did you just say?”

“mihya!” anne repeated happily.

you gasped, “that’s—that's her first word!”

michael groaned, “seriously? not papa? not even dada? but mihya?”

anne giggled, crawling toward him. “mihya!”

he sighed. but he couldn't help but smile softly.

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[filipinoizukuu]

i headcanon that sakura is like... one of those few people with immense control over their body to the point where its kinda scary.

he says all the time to anyone mentioning it that he's good for nothing but his fists and fighting, but i really believe that he's the kind of guy where like... anything he tries to do, he can get good at it and pick it up REALLY quickly. he's an incredibly fast learner (exhibit a, the pre-noroshi training arc) and also has really good control over his physicality (exhibit b, his signature move where he turns a fall into a handstand kick).

the boys in class 1-1 constantly get him to play games and sports with them because of bonding reasons, and sakura always gets uneasy because he never had anyone to play with growing up. so they all kinda have to teach him every sport except it backfires because he always gets CRAZY GOOD at them REALLY EASILY.

basketball? despite the height disadvantage, it takes less than a day for sakura to master dribbling and passes + he's crazy accurate even from the 3 point mark. volleyball? call him hinata shoyo because he has an INSANEEEE vertical for spiking. baseball? a lot of stupid rules to learn and easy to get wrong, but sakura knows his way around a bat for sure. soccer? absolutely massacres the field no survivors left. anzai is crying in the corner. kiryu (goalie) is dead.

and it pisses them off to no end because sakura has NO BUSINESS being good at all these things! its not even that he's instantly great at anything he tries, but rather because he learns INSANELY QUICKLY and can commit a movement to muscle memory within a couple of days. thank god furin doesnt have a sports festival because nirei is absolutely certain that sakura would sweep the floor with the first years and leave no crumbs.

it applies to other things too. one day sakura either stumbles upon or hangs out with shishitoren and he gets the opportunity to ask tomiyama how he did that insane flip against umemiya. hes really shy to ask bc he did go around acting as if he knew how to emulate choji's crazyass acrobatics before promptly eating shit on the asphalt. choji, obviously always wanting to have fun, teaches sakura some moves

"well it's not as easy as it looks, but i can teach you some moves. you're a good fighter already sakura-chan, so i'll give you some harder ones to start with. don't worry if you can't do—"

sakura nails it in three tries. it's probably one of the top 5 best days of chojis life because it turns into a contest of him busting out a gymnastic trick and trying to see if sakura can replicate it. shishitoren is amazed and confused. togame doesn't know whether to be amused or worried. hiragi winds up getting into their territory just to bring sakura home because if no one intervened sakura would end up joining shishitoren and becoming chojis favorite disciple. it certainly already helps that they have similar fight styles that require insane flexibility, but damn sakura isnt this a bit too much?!@?@

he's still hopeless with technology tho lol. years later and sakura is still horrible at mario kart and can't text for shit. god had to nerf him somehow!

[gerbfukc]

Unholy crap, I've also had "Sakura reborn as Azula" fic ideas, but mine appeal more for the angsty or crack potential. Yours on the other hand is genuinely freaking the coolest!! Sakurazula learning to heal with fire here and it flickering green was gorge! Her connection to control was fantastic and so cool to see! (Also, new to Tumblr, so not sure if it's weird to make a comment years later, hope it's chill)

(Also also, how do you imagine Sakurazula to look like? Hairstyle wise? The color of her fire? Her bond with Mai and Ty Lee? Do you think anyone reminds her of Tsunade or Ino?? Would she somehow rebuild her Seal???)

A scene from my Burning Cherry Blossom fic idea

My interest in Naruto fanfics has recently been rekindled (specifically ones focusing on Sakura because those at least generally write women better than the actual anime or manga ever did), and it gave me the vague idea for this Naruto/ATLA crossover, where Sakura is reborn as Azula. I don't know if I'll ever turn this into an actual fic, or if I'll just occasionally post a scene here that came to me, but I wanted to get this out there at least, so I hope you enjoy (or not, I can't tell you what to do).

The first step to learning basic medical ninjutsu is practicing on an animal. In Konoha, the Mystical Palm technique was trained on fish, keeping it alive out of water before ever getting to try it on another person. After all, the technique required very precise chakra control: too much or too little and you risk unbalancing a patient’s chakra system and sending them into a coma.

Sakura’s greatest strength had always been her chakra control though. As Tsunade’s apprentice she further honed that to an art, until not a drop of chakra was wasted or used without her say-so. She could direct it to fix damaged organ tissue, or to crumble a boulder with a flick of her finger.

Chi was… not quite the same as chakra, but there were similarities, in her experience. Her control was not quite what it was Before, but it was still more than advanced for a prodigious 8 year old, close to her level when she started training under Tsunade.

At first she worried that chi was too different, that it couldn’t be used to heal like chakra could. But last week her new- her dad (she had to stop thinking of her parents as ‘new’, she didn’t want to slip up and give them questions she didn’t want to answer) told her about the waterbending healers of the Northern Water Tribe, who healed their warriors from wounds that would have been lethal during the First Siege of Agna Qel’A. This healing ability is what ultimately forced the uneasy stalemate between the Fire Nation and the Northern Water Tribe for the past 80 years, Ozai said, because losing men where the enemy did not was never a winning tactic.

Which was fascinating, and her inner medic felt vague vindication at the acknowledgment of her profession’s importance after so many people had looked down on it Before, but what interested her more was the proof that chi could be used to heal. She could be a medic again! She could be an invaluable aid to the war effort that way! She just had to figure out how…

Which led her to her current situation. She was sitting next to the pond in the Palace Gardens, stroking the shell of the turtleduck in her lap while examining its left leg. She’d noticed it had been injured when she walked behind Zuzu and her mom through the garden earlier that morning, and she wanted to try to heal it with chi.

Slowly, holding her hand behind the animal so it wouldn’t be spooked by the flames, she closed her eyes and focused on her chi, sending it down her arm and to the palm of her hand. Before releasing it, she cooled it down from the blazing inferno it was normally to a soothing warmth.

She opened her eyes as she let the first flames appear over her palm and felt that same warmth radiate from her hand, flickers of green colouring the flames. Moving her hand to the turtleduck’s injured leg, she watched with bated breath as it slowly started healing. It wasn’t burning, it wasn’t trying to get away, she was actually doing this-

“AZULA! What on Earth do you think you’re doing!?”

She yelped, shocked by the sudden yell of her mom, and felt her control slip and then the turtleduck was screeching and flailing and the smell of burnt flesh and feathers filled her nose and-

A hand forcefully pulled her up, painfully digging into her arm. She looked up to see Ursa, her mom, looking at her with disgust so strong it knocked the breath from her lungs, a hollow feeling burying itself in her chest.

‘Mom! I was just trying to-”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Ursa interrupted, “What kind of monster burns defenseless animals like that?”

Azula recoiled. That actually hurt. She knew she wasn’t the easiest kid, considering the whole reincarnation business, and it probably looked worse than it was, but for her mother to call her a monster? For this?

“I didn’t mean to burn it, it was an accident-”

Slap. “Don’t. Lie to me,” Ursa hissed. “Now go to your room and think about what you’ve done. I will be discussing this with your father.”

—-

Sullenly, Azula walked through the hallways to her room, nursing her cheek. The analytical medic part of her brain took note: ‘civilian, untrained, stronger than expected but not aimed to do permanent harm. Expected swelling, limited bruising, one day recovery max.’ The part of her brain that was truly the 8 years old she was in this body was still trying to grasp that her mother had hit her. The only time her parents Before hit her were during training, and that was just to help her get better, to make her stronger, not... this.

As she sat on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest, she clenched her hands, brow furrowed. She’d grown lax in her time here. She’d taken her control for granted, and forgot that it required work to get there. She’d almost had it, but the technique working made her overconfident and lose track of her surroundings. Clearly, almost wasn’t good enough. Today had shown her she couldn’t afford to lose control like that. So she would practice, and make sure nothing could disturb her, no shock could make her control slip like today.

From today on, Azula vowed to herself, her control would be perfect. She would have to be perfect. Anything less was unacceptable.

[arget-star]

some Dad!Sakura thoughts based off this ask :) (written with f!reader in mind!)

tw: mentions of pregnancy, having a child

-It takes a LOOOOOONG time for Sakura to not immediately shrug off the idea of fatherhood. The number of (positive) father figures in his life is 0, nor did he ever imagine himself as being a dad.

-When he does come to terms with the idea, it scares the absolute shit out of him. What do you mean he'll be entrusted with the care and raising of a tiny baby?

-This man is literally ?????? for most of your pregnancy. Doesn't understand why you're craving ice cream and pizza at 3am but he'll make damn sure you get what you want some how, some way. Grumbles a little as he's putting his shoes on and gives you an extra peck on the forehead when he comes back home. (Asks his friends for advice a lot. Will deny it if confronted. You are frequently sending thank you texts to everyone.)

-Secretly loves it when you silently plop your feet in his lap for a massage. Nearly combusts the first time he feels the baby kick. Always asks before putting a hand on your belly (dummy) and in fact turns a charming shade of pink when he does.

-Sakura.exe stops working the first time he holds his baby. Just stares at this itty bitty little face and prays to whoever is listening that baby's hair and eye color is normal. (Even if baby inherits Sakura's heterochromia, he will teach them how to fight/defend themselves and you bet your ass any snot nosed bullies will have Sakura to deal with.) ("Sakura you cannot beat up a six year old." "They made our baby cry! Where's their dad?")

-All jokes aside, Sakura really is such a loving dad. No, he doesn't always handle situations correctly and he gets frustrated easily, especially early on, but his baby will never go a day doubting they are loved and in a safe environment. Sakura raises his voice to be heard over a tantrum one (1) time and feels like the world's worst father. Apologizes to baby, to you, to baby again. Once baby is calmed down, you then calm down your husband who has not said a word since The Incident.

-He will do anything--anything--for his child(ren). Never passes up a chance to say he loves them or he's proud of them.

-(It's not uncommon for Sakura and your little one to play fight around the house. Until one of them breaks a lamp and you forbid them from roughhousing inside)

[thinkingotherwise]

Was thinking maybe a wind breaker boys (you can choose who the only one that needs to be there is Suo) reacting to a reader that instinctively laughs when hurt. Like maybe they get punched by someone at some point in a fight and they just burst out laughing. Not like in an edgy way they can tell that reader is in pain but they just automatically laugh (ik it's kinda weird).

I was thinking about the plot and how to make it, and then I remembered that Taiga lets someone get the first hit in, and somehow I thought about the below thing.

Hayato Suo, Hajime, Umemiya, Haruka Sakura, Choji Tomiyama, Minoru Kanuma, Yukinari Arima, Toma Hiiragi, Jo Togame, Ren Kaji how would they react if reader laughed after getting punched

You stumbled back a few steps, hand going up to cover your mouth and cheek. You massaged the place the guy's fist just bruised, opening and closing your jaw twice before a small chuckle escaped you. When you raised your head to glance at the man before you, you couldn't help it. His self-satisfied look made you laugh harder as you tried to cover your mouth and calm down.

The few people closest to you stopped to stare blankly at you, thinking you were out of your mind. It hurt like hell even if it wasn't the strongest punch, but you couldn't stop it. In the end, the hit surely looked stronger than it felt, so you decided to help him out.

"You know it was a little weaker because you didn't use your whole body." You started moving your own fist back and doing the hitting motion. Your voice was wavering, with a few giggles escaping you and that made the rest of people around turn towards you.

"If you move your whole upper body, you gain momentum, which you can use to your advantage later on when fighting." You continued coming closer to the guy and holding your fists high. You pulled your right hand back, your hips following, turning to the side.

"Like that." You demonstrated the punch, and somehow, you went all out because soon, the guy in front of you was lying on the ground, unconscious.

Your mouth opened in shock, letting out a light 'oh' before you laughed once more. The ridiculous situation made you bend slightly forward. Your unstoppable laughter echoed through the place; you just couldn't help it.

Hayato Suo, Hajime Umemiya

He looked at you the moment he heard you. First, he thought about how you were in trouble, but then when his eyes focused on you, trying to see what exactly happened, he didn't know if he should feel relieved you were alright or worried because why were you laughing.

After beating up the people in front of him, he got you a handkerchief and stepped closer to wipe the blood from under your nose. His gaze was observant, calculating in his head what caused this burst of emotion out of you.

Seeing as you didn't calm down but still chuckled to yourself, he decided only to pat your head twice. He would interrogate you about what happened when you get out of there. When your joyful attitude kept on going, he pushed your head downwards, trying to hide your behaviour from others.

Choji Tomiyama, Minoru Kanuma and Yukinari Arima

He was quick to join you, his voice mixing with yours as the both of you laughed loudly. He heard you and approved of your actions, commented stuff like, "He really needs to take some lessons." or "My punches are stronger even half asleep." He also proposed to wait till the guy woke up so that he could show him the correct stance as well.

Others definitely looked at the two of you as if they saw a pair of sociopaths. They steered clear of your way through the rest of the fight, keeping an eye on you.

Later on, as he learned that you react like that whenever you get hurt, he looked at you strangely and nodded continuously, his brain having trouble understanding how that worked.

Haruka Sakura, Toma Hiiragi

He thought you were crazy. What kind of person teaches a guy who is fighting them how to hit better? Really, he knew he couldn't understand you at times, but this was something else.

While fighting the rest of the group, he was doing that absentmindedly, his mind fully on you. "Who taught you that and why?" The question repeated in his mind.

After, he would sit you down in front of him and talk you through a little lecture about how you should teach others, who you recognize as enemies, how to fight.

Deep inside, he did find the whole situation funny but would never tell you that.

Jo Togame, Ren Kaji

Hearing your laughter, he glanced at you, weirded out, but not because of why you did that. It was because he should be the one to behave like that. He believed that you weren't feeling well to do such things.

He was wondering if it was his influence that got you like that and if you took after him. Was he showing too much of his unhinged side in front of you during fights, and you adapted his behaviour?

He quickly found his way to you and asked all about why you were laughing and if you were okay. Hearing about your habit and asking why he thought you would get it from him, he sighed in relief. He didn't need to worry about you catching more of his strange manners. He needed a few more minutes to fully understand what you said to him, but he was fine as long as you wouldn't turn out like his mad side.

[canonsinthehead]

Naruto Modern AU/Hollywood pt.11 - WHAT ARE THEY DOING? (Career/profession) (All Characters)

You may be wondering, what is the carrer/profession of all the other Naruto characters in this AU? Let's figure it out...

Before we did into this one you can always refer to previous parts of this HC for more context.

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NARUTO: JAPANESE KAI CENAT.

SAKURA WWE fighter/wrestler in glitter.

SASUKE: Rock punk star turned model. Ambassador of Orochimaru’s fashion estate.

KAKASHI: Lawyer turned actor. GETS PAID BANDS FOR 3 MINUTES CAMEOS. Most of his money comes from advertisements, collaborations, and sponsorship deals.

GAI: Fitness influencer, celebrity trainer, and part-time actor. Older than what he pretends to be, it feels like he hasn't changed physically since the '80s or something.

NEJI: Producer & label owner. Regarding his downfall, his fate was sealed when he revealed that his cousin Hinata was actively cheating on her husband Shino Aburame (who likes her a lot), and how he felt bad for him. He said the rapper TONERI (she's cheating with) is a straight weirdo and is doing witchcraft for people to like is trash ass music. Nobody listened and just laughed when Neji claimed her cousin had a kid from this bum and aborted it. Only Tsunade (she's messy ofc) was open-minded to his words, but Neji didn’t knew how this interview with her would seal his fate. Hiashi planned his demise immediately after (passed away 3 years after).

She had a cooking show where she cooks with different guests (Cooking Venture with Hinata Hyuuga), and Toneri was in one of them.

NO MATTER HIS DEMISE, Neji always had the reputation of being a loving CEO/manager/producer with his artists, while being high standard and demanding the best of them. During the "decline of his mental health," his work remained irreproachable and of high quality. At his worst, he was crashing out on social media by night and releasing bangers by day.

TENTEN: cheerleader for the red leaves of konoha.

LEE: Olympic gymnast.

KURENAI: Professional Opera singer.

HINATA: Nepo baby/JAPANESE MARTHA STEWART/Marie Kondo.

KIBA: Basketball player (Red Leaves of Konoha). His mother Tsume Inuzuka is the president of the female division of the Konoha Police. Regardless of the assumptions, the Inuzuka clan is a well-established family, especially for the advanced canine training and tracking techniques they provide to various entities, companies, and governments.  

SHINo: GOLF PLAYER

SHIKAMARU: Ran NASCAR at some point. He retired from the sport early despite being quite good, for being "bothersome". He has always been on the bright side AND posses a degree in a field with a long ass name and hard to obtain. He now lives a more chill life playing professional chess and playing/reviewing video games (KILLING IT AT LEAGUE OF LEGENDS). Naruto collaborates with him a lot.

CHOUJI: Chef. Has a TV show trying the weirdest food all over the world. He is always a guest at cooking competitions. Has a passion for spices and wants to collect the rarest of them.

INO:  Alex Earl, social media twin. She likes the fact that most people underestimate her abilities because of her influencer's background, but she is a tuned-up negotiator and goal-oriented businesswoman to the point of perfectly maintaining the music label she co-managed with Neji after his passing

ASUMA: basketball coach

GAARA: greenhouse owner/large-scale gardener. Has programs for the youth and employment opportunities by teaching the art of agriculture. YES, HE IS OF WEALTHIER BACKGROUND WITH HIS SIBLINGS, BUT PREFERS TO STAY OUT OF THE SPOTLIGHT. His agricultural projects are turning many desertic regions into green paradises with great success.

TEMARI Businesswomen who have an assistant following her around with a notepad with her very busy schedule. BOSS AND CEO. Owns a makeup brand.

KANKURO: artist, tattoo artist, and doll maker

ITACH: actor, also an official cast member in Killer Bee's variety shows. His debut episode (along with Neji as a guest) has to be the most-watched episode of all time.

OBITO: an illusionist magician. He has facial scars because of a burn accident that happened outside of his work. His most renowned trick is the ability to make himself or objects disappear and make them reappear out of nowhere. Nobody can decipher the secret of his tricks and he his often employed by very rich clients to entertain them.

IZUNA:  nepo baby living off his brother's money. SOFT LIFE and free to live the promiscuous life he desires. gets away with trifling behaviour because NEPOTISM. Madara is running the pr machine full force because he is incapable of telling his younger brother no. The older Uchiha is even funding many of Izuna's dubious ventures. Madara would say it's a luxurious life and the libertine’s way. While Tobirama would say it's escorting with a Louis Vuitton bag.

MADARA: businessman/politicians

HASHIRAMA: politician/businessman

TOBIRAMA: politician

FUGAKU: investor/businessman

MIKOTO UCHIHA: doctor

MINATO: news anchor (the Anderson cooper type), I’m tuned in for the new year’s ball drop celebration every time. he has been doing it for more than a decade now WITH HIS WIFE.

KUSHINA: DISC THROWING athlete. (Think of valarie allman). she discovered her talent when a young Naruto got disrespectful and she sent his small gaming console into the galaxy, Naruto hates that story, rip PSP.

TSUNADE: anime Wendy William

OROCHIMARU: fashion designer, Fashion pioneer/icon

JIRAYA: FOUNDER OF AO3. USING THE DONATIONS TO KEEP THE SITE UP BUT NEVER STOPPING BEING IN BETA. FINANCING HIS EXPENSIVE ADDICTIONS WITH DONATIONS (and y'all keep donating). #1 BEST SELLING AUTHOR

YAMATO: pharmacist (clearly selling weed on the side)

SHIZUNE: successful online lady in sales. Are you tired of working a boring 9 to 5…

ANKO: STRIPPER, nobody knows where she is working, but she surely receives a lot of tips. you can catch her debating other creators online on podcasts since she is more of the lifestyle/motivational content type of girl. the one-sided beef Mizuki has had with her since forever has been fueling her pockets for years, and its not stopping anytime soon.

MIZUKI: podcaster/conspiracy theorist

KABUTO: science researcher

IBIKI: bdsm connoisseur, performer, fashion designer, half way porn star (with some weird "performance" shows for an elite clientele. sits next to Orochimaru as a fashion influence but is more bdsm inspired with all those harness, leather, and belts.

KONOHAMARU: basketball player

HANABI: rapper in a girl group

HIRUZEN: politician

DANZO: Right-wing news anchor on NINE TAILS FOX NEWS.

KARIN: teacher in music school by day, webtoon artist by night.

SUIEGTSU: allegedly, a masked dj

JUUGO: photograph

KIMIMARO: model

RIN: YouTuber doing nails, loves to make collabos with her husband, Obito.

IRUKA: speech specialist

HIDA: hotep cult leader.

KAKUZA: mega church pastor. where the bread is. ushers, close the doors…

KONAN: hairstylist

PAIN: HOCKEY PLAYER, but now activist.

SASORI: POPULAR FORUM CHAT DEVELOPER. some the of the ideologies coming from those using his site is questionable as fuck but reflect his own especially about women smh.

DEIDARA: performance artist/sculptor. he would be the type to break eggs on his head and call it a metaphor for capitalism. outside of that, he is indeed gifted for sculpting, and his pieces are displayed in many museums. his current era is street art, he has made many murals displayed in large cities across the world.

DARUI:  basketball Player

OMOI: basketball player and variety show host.

C: tennis player

KARUI: rapper

SAMUI: singer

RAIKAGE: politician

KILLER BEE:  rapper and host of variety shows

HAKU: figure skater

ZABUZA : basketball player

RAIGA: basketball player

GATO: sport team owner and businessman

KISAME: basketball player,

MIRU: professional cheerleader

IZUMO: interior designer. He is part of Tsunade's show cast, having a fashion/design section.

KOTETSU: a star baseball player, but appears a lot in Tsunade’s show to support his husband, and it always gives hilarious results. they are beloved for being so funny and likable.  They are both busy, but you can catch them at each other's important events every time without fail.

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[stu-dyingstudent]

Sakura Haruno fic recs: one-shots

Well, the time has come for me to make a list for all of the one-shot warriors!

I'm more of a long fic lover myself, but I certainly do appreciate a good one-shot every so often. There's always the bonus that you're guaranteed an ending too.

Started: 2025.04.26

Last Updated: 2025.05.18

note: feel free to check out my master list which has a bunch of Sakura Haruno fic recs (all organized)!

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That Awkward Conversation - Lady Silvamord || ffn || T || itasaku || post-war AU || one-shot complete

Sakura and Itachi have a rather embarrassing problem. Post-Fourth War AU. Humor.

As it turns out, Itachi may be handsome, but he certainly cannot kiss... Super cute and funny one-shot where Sakura finds the courage to tell Itachi about their "problem" and he makes sure to fix it!

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xenograft - Mixelation || ao3 || T || gen || Orochimaru in Konoha AU || one-shot complete

Orochimaru-sama comes to the Academy and asks for the student with the best calligraphy.

Morally grey Sakura?? Yes please! Orochimaru basically recruits academy Sakura to help out in his labs. I've always thought that Sakura would probably thrive under Orochimaru's teachings (if they were ethical), so Xenograft was quite enjoyable!

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it's history - aobears || ao3 || T || madasaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Haruno Sakura grows up with her own name in her textbooks. Granted it’s not actually her name--she shares it with another, but the woman she shares it with is Uchiha Sakura, and that’s exactly the name she’s been doodling in her notebooks.

Cute time travel where Sakura unknowingly grows up dreaming of being like herself. Everything starts to click together once she's actually had her jutsu mishap and realizes just what happened lol. Consists of her and Madara being dorks.

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once more unto the breach - Jorque || ao3 || T || gen || time loop AU || one-shot complete

Sakura isn't exactly thrilled when she learns that her partner for her first major mission since making chunin would be her old sensei. When that mission turns into an ambush, she's pretty sure that the mission couldn't possibly get any worse. When time starts looping, she decides to stop temping fate.

Super fun time loop fic! As much as I love time travel AU, I actually haven't read many that are loops, but Once More Unto the Breach was great. If you enjoy platonic moments between Kakashi and Sakura (like myself), then you'll certainly want to read this one.

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a deep breath - spideywhiteys || ao3 || T || shisaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Haruno Sakura hasn't always known what or who she would be. She built a life out of broken bones and scorched what-ifs, lingering daydreams and sharp antiseptic. At the most pivotal moment of their battle against Kaguya she stood shoulder to shoulder with two boys she always fell just short of, and she flew. Then she fell. Three inches to the right and ten years back.

I love I love!!! What can I say? If you're no stranger to my lists then you know I'm a sucker for anything with Shisui. Sakura gets sent back in time, but there also seems to be some genetic modification that happened in the process. Her, Shisui, and Itachi spend their days together and the banter is so fun! Very domestic and/or slice of life at times.

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shaking up and breaking down - SafelyCapricious || ao3 || T || itasaku || time travel || one-shot series

Sakura has died, and ended up in...here. She's still not sure where here is, but she's definitely here and she's going to make sure nothing happens to her precious people even if she has to die (again) to keep them safe.

This is actually a series of one-shots, but you could just read the first and stop if you want. Freshly time travelled Sakura ends up stumbling upon Sasuke and Naruto being kidnapped and steps in. However, things aren't exactly smooth sailing once they get back to the village... It's fun though, trust. Super enjoyable and very minor romance.

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the pretty one - theformerone || ao3 || G || gen || canon divergence || one-shot complete

Kakashi is maybe ten seconds too late to redirect the assassination techniques. Sakura leaps in between them because those who abandon their comrades are worse than scum.

Well, Sakura gets stabbed by Naruto and Sasuke on the hospital rooftop... There's some nice team bonding here as they work past that traumatic incident. Kakashi was great with the kids as well!

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Summer Ending to a Winter Night - Lolibat || ao3 || T || tobisaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

It starts with an injured Inuzuka. As always, the Inuzuka show up completely unannounced, metaphorically knocking on her door by collapsing in a bloody pile right in front of her porch. The dog included. She opens her door, blinks, and looks down. Well, what's a girl gotta do? Leave them for dead?

Very rarely do I stumble across a tobisaku fanfic! Summer Ending to a Winter Night is pretty sweet. Sakura has travel back to the warring states period and just wants to live a simple life in her cottage. However, she just can't turn a blind eye to any injured soul.

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back and then forward - fencesit || ao3 || T || madasaku || time travel AU || one-shot complete

Her client either doesn't actually know the ninja's name or (equally likely) knows that ninja of this era despise introductions, but Sakura knows the name of her new coworker: Uchiha Madara is standing in front of her, wild-haired and distinctively relaxed, looking no older than her — not quite a teenager anymore, coming into his full adult height and broad shoulders, but much younger than he had looked during the Fourth War.

You guys, this was beyond cute! Like, seriously. Sakura is sent back in time to the warring states period and decides to do some work as a travelling medic. It's there she finds herself, although somewhat briefly, working alongside Madara. Afterwards, they keep in touch and just trust me that the ending is great!

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Let Her Go - jokergirl2001 || ffn || T || sasusaku || post-war AU || one-shot/incomplete

"Sorry Sasuke-kun, I'm busy. Maybe another time?" Sasuke's eyebrows twitched while everyone laughed at the irony.

Note: Based on the author's note, this was intended to be a multi-chapter fic; however, only one chapter was released. I think that it can be read as a one-shot and thus have put it on this list, but it is technically incomplete.

I seriously love this author! The dialogue is so natural and flows easily. This storyline is pretty fun as it's just Sasuke getting teased about him being annoyed that Sakura hasn't spoken to him in a while.

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Early Mornings and Half-Cooked Eggs - OfPaintAndOil || ffn || T || gen || post-war AU || one-shot complete

A post-war torn Sakura Haruno is periodically woken up by Kakashi Hatake, who seems determined to make sure she eats breakfast and not sleep in. He's not the best cook, but his half-cooked eggs are all she can stomach when she can manage to get out of bed. At least he'll read to her in bed, though his choice in literature is questionable. Rated T for depression and PTSD. COMPLETE.

Sakura falls into a post-war depression. I'm fairly certain that this is technically kakasaku, but I read it more in a platonic sense and so that's why I tagged it as gen. You could read it as either imo. Regardless, it's a very genuine story about Kakashi just trying to help Sakura while she's in this state. He isn't overbearing, but he is present and that's what matters.

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I Found You Missing - Wolfy Tales || ffn || T || kakasaku || pen-pal AU || one-shot complete

'They're asking us because these soldiers have absolutely no one left to write home to,' Sakura thought with a frown. So she signs up for the Shinobi Letter Exchange, not realizing how large the consequences would be. - AUish one-shot [KakaSaku]

Sakura ends up becoming Kakashi's pen-pal while he's out fighting in the war. They don't actually meet and/or know each other's identities until near the end I believe. Anyways, this is very well written and such an interesting concept!

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Inconvenience - DeepPoeticGirl || ffn || K+ || sasusaku || genin days || one-shot complete

/Team 7. Very slight SasuSaku./ Sakura unexpectedly gets her period during a mission. One of her teammates is naturally a complete idiot about it, but the other two are surprisingly... not. ONESHOT. Genin!Team 7.

Sasuke is pretty sweet about the fact that Sakura got her period. I wish that more fics explored the idea that genin are also awkward tweens and so they'd be going through the horror of puberty lol.

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The Planets Will Keep Spinning - Shonashee || ffn || K+ || sasusaku || genin days || one-shot complete

The week that Sakura had a crush on Kakashi and was nearly killed for her hair. Otherwise known as just another week with Team 7. / / A slice of life from when they were genin. Sakura-centric.

Honestly, I feel like most people had a crush on their teacher at one point... Sakura ends up seeing Kakashi without his mask and forms a bit of a crush. Kakashi obviously thinks it's pretty funny, but Sasuke and Naruto aren't that thrilled. Pretty cute.

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Bunk Mates - ice bitten || ffn || T || gen || canon divergence || one-shot complete

In which Sasuke and Naruto find out Sakura has been sleeping over at Sai's. Short stories surrounding Sakura, Sai, and the invasive people of Konoha.

Really funny fic where Sakura and Sai become roommates. However, their odd sleeping situation leads to some misunderstandings. I adore Sai, so of course this was such a treat for me! Highly recommend for something fun.

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I forget where we were - snis (a_sassin) || ao3 || M || sasusaku || hunger games AU || one-shot complete

“Sakura, it's me - Kakashi." For a moment she lets herself think. These people have mistaken her for someone else – that, or they’ve kidnapped her and they’re liars. “Who are you, and what do you want with me?”

This is for all of my Hunger Games fans! Set during Catching Fire and basically Sakura is in Peeta's place. There's mentions of torture, etc., but her relationship with Sasuke is very interesting here. I also thought that it was so fitting for Kakashi to be their mentor!

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one step forward (one punch back) - a_sassin || ao3 || T || sasusaku || modern AU || one-shot complete

The one where Sakura partakes in cage fighting to pay her tuition and rent. She has just enough left to feed herself - sparingly - at the end of the day, but it's not so bad.

Thoroughly enjoyed One Step Forward! Something about this fic just has me obsessed. I've always loved boxing and straight up hand-to-hand combat, so Sakura doing cage fighting had me hooked. The entire cast has great characterizations and the post-fic headcanons left by the author were a pleasant surprise!

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I know, I know!! I said that I would be updating my sasusaku list a few weeks ago, but I got lazy and then I wanted to make this one lol. Forgive me TT-TT

[fujoshirat]

Seasons with Shouto (❀´ ˘ `❀) *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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Springs with Shouto are sweet, like the tender caress of his hands. Greeting him at the train station with a soft peck on his cheek and walking to school under a canopy of fresh, pink flowers. The sakura trees sway in the wind while you and him walk hand in hand, the soft yet chilly breeze a remnant of winter. Springs with Shouto include walking through lush tulip fields with every color, picnic dates at the local park, and spending the entire Sunday at Disney Land. Plucking cherry blossom petals from each other’s hair and taking selfies together with Mount Fuji in the distance. A lingering kiss pressed to the back of your hand, voluntarily tying your shoelace, holding your shopping bags.

Springs with Shouto are sweet, just like him.

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Summers with Shouto are sparkly, like bold and beautiful fireworks at the summer festivals. Wearing matching yukatas and dancing with sparklers in each hand. Late-night cramming for tomorrow’s exam–a cool hand resting on your forehead and the other holding a box of strawberry milk. Summers with Shouto include ice cream dates (he’s memorized your order), making silly paintings afterschool underneath the oak tree on campus, and picking strawberries for both of you to eat back at the dorms. Making quick midnight runs to the conbini across the street to buy the last of the cold soba and pudding and peppering his face with kisses. Watching his face erupt into a big, beautiful smile, a smile that is only reserved for you (you don’t know that, though).

Summers with Shouto are sparkly, just like his smile.

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Autumns with Shouto are adorable, like the orange cat that you saw at the park. Wrapping his warm, maroon scarf around your neck gently, scolding you for not bringing one yourself (he’s very happy that you like it and loves that you are wearing it. Besides, he can never stay mad at his angel forever). Holding hands while walking through the colorful maple trees, all adorned in red, orange, and yellow. Baking cookies and teaching him how to make cinnamon rolls while your friends and classmates take pictures of the two of you “hogging” the kitchen. Autumns with Shouto include dressing up as vampires for the Halloween party and leaving a bold, red kiss mark on his cheek with your scarlet lipstick (he likes it, despite all of the teasing). Movie dates in your dorm room, his head tucked in the crook of your neck, his eyes wandering to your focused face as you watch the movie (you catch him staring and think that he is the cutest).

Autumns with Shouto are adorable, just like him.

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Winters with Shouto are warm, like the heat of the fireplace in your home. Not wanting to leave Shouto alone in the dorms, you invited him to come home with you. Freshly made roasted turkey is on the dining table, the smell of kona coffee cake in the oven drifting in the air. Your family is welcoming and jolly: they cleaned the house (a miracle), your siblings didn’t bicker, and most of all, they welcomed Shouto with big smiles and open arms. The living room looks cozy due to the Christmas lights on the tree and the vibrant fire. Your home is cozy and feels like a home. Shouto supposes that this must be what a functional household’s home is like.

But where is his home? For Shouto, home isn’t the building, it isn’t where he grew up, it isn’t where he currently resides in. Home is where he feels love, comfort, joy, peace. Home for Shouto is where he feels warm. Home for Shouto is you.

Winters with Shouto are warm, and Shouto thinks that winters with you are warm, too. 

And when you both are feeling extra cold, you’ll sneak upstairs to your childhood bedroom. The smell of nostalgia hits your nose as you turn on the fairy lights to add to the homey atmosphere. The both of you will tuck in close and look out the window, admiring the soft snow falling from the sky. At 00:00 am, he’ll press his lips on yours and quietly whisper:

“Merry Christmas, my love and home.”

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A/N: Hello everyone (◍•ᴗ•◍) Guess who woke up and wanted to write tooth-rotting fluff (I almost bawled my eyes outwriting this <3) I hope you enjoyed this mini work of mine!

News about Strawberry Magic: the epilogue will come out maybe next week if I have the time between school and sports. I would also like to try and organize my tumblr once that is up, so please bear with me (..◜ᴗ◝..) As always, thank you so much for reading my works and I hope that you enjoy them all ^^

[sleepylaing]

Énouement [4]

Suddenly you feel a strange stirring to your right. You casually shift your gaze there, and see a KEEL member lying in the same pose as you.

Strange. His breathing sounds perfectly normal.

Is he pretending, too?

see the notes in end of the chapter

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ch. 4 Just papers.

You don't like the wind today. It's completely messed up your hair, making it fly in your face, which you're tired of fixing. Sometimes you miss your short hair very much. As a child, you were often left to fend for yourself - in fact, you were almost always on your own. Your hair was constantly tangled, and there was no one to teach you how to properly care for it. You picked up scissors for the first time at six, and for the next seven years you cut it as short as you could - and it got a lot easier. You didn't care what it looked like.

Then... someone told you they were beautiful. That it would be nice to see you with long hair. So you started growing it out. Now, when it's loose, it's down to your shoulders and a little lower, but you always tried to put some of it in a ponytail on top of your head. Sometimes Kiryu would want to braid you, and you looked like a normal person for once (according to Kotoha when she saw you).

Back to the weather...

You're tired. Not that there was ever a time when you wouldn't be, but at least you could have spent that time doing something useful - for example, you had a very nice time enjoying a nap on your favorite rock desk! - rather than going with a bunch of teenagers to somewhere unknown to punch someone in the face who offended some friend of some classmate of yours. Takahashi, maybe. Or Anzai? You didn't get into the details.

Kicking the air angrily, you turn to the one responsible for your condition.

“At least carry me on your back, Suo-cha-a-an...”

You lean your forehead against Hayato's shoulder while continuing to walk. The familiar, pleasant scent fills your lungs. After breathing it in once more, you pull away.

“Leave him alone already!” Sakura snaps irritably, looking back at you and blushing for some reason. “Stop acting like that!”

“Like what?”

“Like a five-year-old. Like you can't do anything without him.”

You pout.

“My feet hurt!”

“You were carelessly running away from Kiryu after stealing his donut like an hour ago. It seemed like your legs were totally fine.”

“I was hungry! That doesn't count!”

“That's not my problem. Just—” His gaze slides awkwardly toward where your hand has just barely touched the back of Suo's palm. He frowns. Heat spreads across his cheeks. “Stop it. I can't look at you.”

You swallow and lick your lips. What exactly are you supposed to stop doing? What were you doing wrong?

You stare at Suo as if he has the answer. Your fingers tremble as you absently touch him again. As if burned, you hide your hand in your pocket.

Hayato continues to walk beside you. His posture is perfectly straight. Suddenly, he leans over to you and speaks quietly.

“Candy shop. In a week's time. I'm paying.”

Your face brightens.

Maybe it's not so bad after all.

***

You lazily scan the area of the abandoned port you just approached. You quickly estimate how long it took you to get there. Deep down, you're not sure that entering enemy territory without alerting your senpais was a good idea. You're like blind kittens out here. What if there are too many enemies? Or will something else unforeseen happen?

Questions swirl around in your head, but you brush them off. Thinking about it is always such a hassle. It's better not to think at all. It's okay. Nothing's wrong.

Not yet, at least.

You hope it doesn't.

Along with the entire crowd, you approach a huge hangar that is apparently KEEL's headquarters. Sugishita breaks the lock effortlessly. Sakura confidently goes in first; you follow.

As it turns out, they've been waiting for you for quite some time. Or rather, not you—Anzai (oh, so he's the one who started this whole thing?). Sakura begins to ogle the supposed gang leader while you distract yourself to take a closer look at the place.

Inside, it's even more spacious than it appeared. You immediately notice the unusual layout and smell of dust and dampness. Pipes and other junk are scattered in the corners. You press your lips together in a thin line. The space you occupied was lit, more or less.

But everything else was not. You don't like that there's another floor above you that you can't see. What if there are more of those guys sitting up there who have surrounded you?

Frowning warily, you tilt your head back and try to look up, but you can't tell if anyone is there.

You find yourself thinking it's strange. Your behavior was unusual for you. Why is your stomach twisting again?

Hardly any of them can touch the hair on your head, even if they tried really hard.

You were probably just a little worried, but... not for yourself.

Just a little. You still don't care and would rather sleep on a desk than participate in this.

“Beware of the other floor,” you warn Suo and Nirei, the ones who stood closest to you when you faced your opponents in the fight, with sudden seriousness. “I can't see what's in there.”

Suo nods understandingly, taking your words to heart. Nirei, on the other hand, already looking rather frightened before, seems to tense up even more, squinting warily upwards. Your heart clenches strangely. Maybe you shouldn't have said that.

“Don't worry, Nirei-chan," you hurry to reassure him, “They won't-”

Before you could finish your words, you saw an iron baton aimed straight at your face. You caught it with your palm, deliberately kicked your attacker in the stomach, and he collapsed to the ground.

“...touch you.”

“Too slow,” you think. Then you are immediately attacked by someone else. Effortlessly dodging his swinging leg, you take him down. He clumsily joins his comrade.

Nirei stares at you, dumbfounded, like a deer in headlights.

“Awesome, Akashi-san! You took down two of them in just a couple seconds. It looked so easy...” he mutters in admire, and you suddenly realize that no one in Furin has ever seen you fight before.

You only smile softly in response, tilting your head to shoulder. You're glad that at least this way you could distract Nirei from his troubling thoughts.

A bunch of fists come at you again, and you're distracted by the fight. You never struck first; you dodged, slashed, redirected, and pushed your foes against each other. When the pressure died down a little, you moved back to the corner, settling down smoothly and spreading out on the ground. They wouldn't hit someone lying down, would they? You sighed quietly, closing your eyes.

Tsugeura-chan would give you a hard time (okay, maybe you're exaggerating a bit, but he'd give you his trademark heavy backhand) if he saw you now. How good it was that he was engrossed in his fight at the other end of the hangar. No, well, what, you're supposed to go over there now and fight at full strength? No, thank you. You've already handled a couple of them, the rest will be on the guys.

Lately, you'd rather not fight unless it was absolutely necessary. You liked the excuse that you were in some kind of retirement.

Suddenly you feel a strange stirring to your right. You casually shift your gaze there, and see a KEEL member lying in the same pose as you.

Strange. His breathing sounds perfectly normal.

Is he pretending, too?

Before you can get a good look at him, your thoughts are interrupted by an alarmed shout, and you turn around. Afterward, this guy is completely blown out of your mind.

“Akashi!” yells Suo, not loudly enough to block out the sound of the battle, but loudly enough for you to hear him. A concerned fire blazes in his eye. He looks like he's ready to rush toward you at any second.

Oh, sweet, sweet Suo. Is he really worried about you? Of course he would notice your absence. You put your thumb up to show that everything is fine. Will he understand?

After hesitating for a while longer, Hayato seems to calm down, but he still looks back at you fearfully sometimes.

Bofurin dominated. With the outrageously strong Sugishita and Tsugeura, the elusive Kiryu, the untouchable Suo, and the chaotic Sakura, it was hard to imagine a different outcome. You tried to keep an eye on everyone, just in case.

You briefly glance at Sakura, who had been beaten over the head with a club, but decide he can handle it and turn your gaze to Suo, behind whose back stood frightened Nirei.

The future you are grateful to yourself for doing this.

Because the next moment, Nirei suddenly snapped out of his spot and raced into the middle of the battle. Your eyes widened. What is he doing?! He's gonna-... They are gonna-...

Your palms go ice cold. It's almost as if a switch has flipped in your head, and you no longer care that you didn't want to get involved.

Your body twitches automatically. With astonishing speed, you jump up and run toward him. You hear Suo and Sakura calling his name. Your tongue doesn't obey you. You grit your teeth and speed up. Thoughts, jumbled and anxious, race through your head. Make it. Make it. Make it.

You must make it. You have to make it.

Your heart races as you kick one, then immediately take on the other. You dodge a fist whizzing right over your temple. By now, the first one has already gotten up.

“Ak-kashi-san! Behind you!”

You crouch down sharply. The attacker falls to the ground, unable to keep his balance. You kick him again, just to be sure. You turn to Nirei and your eyes widen in horror. Without a second thought, you pull him toward you and switch places with him.

There is a deafening clang.

Someone is screaming.

Something cold presses hard against the back of your neck. Something hot and sticky starts running down your neck.

Loud. Much. Too much. It hurts. It hurts. Your vision blurs. Your ears start to ring. You try to focus on Nirei's face below you. You can't. But it seems intact. Only then do you allow yourself to relax. Maybe it's just your imagination, but you vaguely hear your name being called. Much. Too much. It's all jumbled up.

There's only one thought in your head.

You made it. Made it.

Made it.

Saved.

“...I've t-... told y-you, Nirei... chan,” you squeeze out hoarsely, trying to smile, “...no one will hurt you.”

Your eyelids grow heavy. The back of your neck is throbbing. You're still in unbearable pain, but you think you can bear it. It's been a long time since you last felt similar way. You're even a little weaned on it.

The last thing you hear is the hangar doors slamming open. There's the stomping of boots.

Kaji-san is here.

You let yourself fall into oblivion with relief.

***

The starless sky peers at you through the window. The moon's silver crescent mocks you. The apartment is dark. It smells of iron and dampness.

Your little brother's body lies in your arms.

“I didn't tell them, nee-chan. They asked me where the money was, but I didn't tell them. They started beating me, but I never told them. They... found it anyway. I'm sorry, nee... chan. They took them all...”

“It's just pieces of paper,” you say, your voice trembling. You stroke his head gently. Tears don't have time to roll from your eyes. You hold back a sob. “It's just papers, Niko.”

You pray the ambulance makes it in time.

Because you didn't.

“But you tried so hard. I couldn't just let them take them away. You work all the time.”

“I'd earn more.”

The light in his eyes slowly fades. You whimper quietly. A strangled scream rips from your throat.

The moon laughs at you from its black sky.

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a/n: heeyy hiii thank you a lot for reading!!! things are getting a little heated, yea? akashi is finally starting to come out of her shell. i'd love to read your feedback! anyway, im here to tell you about some interaction i want to do.

what do you think about some interview with characters? like, you may ask the questions in comments, and in the next part they will answer them. like what is your type, who will you call in extreme situation, what kind of job would you like to get or what do you do when you're upset etc etc etc.... at first, i wanted to do it all myself, but then i thought it would be interesting to ask you too. if you want a particular character (could be multiple) to answer something, also mention it.

a saw this idea many years ago it is not mine!!! ...just in case

bye sweeties have a nice day

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𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳.

cw: hurt/comfort

itoshi sae

after a long day of father-daughter date at the mall full of "papa, i wan' this!" "papa, i wan' that!"—little natsuki got every toy she pointed at. and who was sae to deny his little princess?

you showered your daughter with your kissys as they got back home, her chuckling at the ticklish impact on her chubby face, "ma, look! papa got me all this!"

your eyes widen in horror as you see sae carrying two large bag in his hands that hardly held the tea party kit, barbie dress up kit, pretty pink princess dresses and what not.

"itoshi sae," you said sternly, "what did we talk about spoiling her too much?"

sae simply shrugged, placing the bags down as natsuki takes out the toys, "she asked nicely."

"sae. we agreed on one toy," you looked at natsuki as she busied herself setting the tea party kit on the floor without a care, "one."

sae followed your gaze to where natsuki sat—humming to herself as she sets a tiara on her head, "she looks happy..."

your gaze soften as you look at sae. he was trying. he really was. trying to be a good father, "sae," you cradle his face, "love, you're an amazing papa. but let's teach her boundaries hm?"

he sighs, "yeah. that goes for you too."

"excuse me?" your smile dropped as you put your hands on your hips, "how am i spoiling her?"

he huffs, "all the kisses you gave her the moment we entered the house?"

"i may or may not be wrong," you say, glancing at natsuki who seemed too busy placing barbie dolls on the makeshift chairs as she pours them tea, "you sound a bit jealous of your own daughter there."

"...so what if i am?"

"then i guess ive to spoil you too," you say, planting a quick peck on his lips that made natsuki gasp.

"ma and papa! you both kissy kissy!"

"that's right. me and ma very much kissy kissy."

you laughed at that. god, it was so rare for sae to say cheesy things like that. but when he did, you made sure to never let them out of your heart.

"ma, i wan' kissy! papa's kissy too!' she sets the little plastic cups down as the extends her arms open for her papa to carry.

both of you place multiple kissys on her face.

"god," sae exhales, "we really need to work on the boundaries."

itoshi rin

the rain was pouring for a while now, seeming to die down slowly but not fully—when papa rin and sakura decided to step out of the house wearing colourful raincoats(obviously she wore a colourful one, in contrast to her papa who wore a grey-black one.)

papa rin watches as she goes from puddle to puddle—jumping on them as she lets out little giggles.

"hey no—" rin tired stopping her when she got to a big, deep puddle. but it was too late and—

splash!

she slipped and fell, the mud messing her raincoat as well as her face. her papa hurried to pick her up, consoling her as tears ran down her face. he took of a delicate handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the mud from her face.

"you're ok, you're alright," he carries her in his arms saying that her face is still pretty in an attempt to calm her down.

"still pretty?" she looks at him with the big doe eyes of hers.

"the prettiest," he kisses her forehead, "just like your ma."

"noooo, ma's prettier!" sakura declares, "i'll get more pretty when i grow up!"

rin kisses her forehead again, "let's go home. no more puddles for today," he says softly.

"haiiii~"

sadly, the after math was that sakura stayed in bed, her ma and papa by her side while she laid sick. you caressed her hair, whispering sweet nothings and saying that she'll be fine and her papa held her hand.

when she fell asleep, you placed a mwah on her forehead before turning off the lamp light beside the table. you got up but rin didn't seem to move. he held her hand, looking at her—his expressions nonchalant but the sadness in his eyes lingered.

"it's not your fault," you place a hand on his shoulder, "she's fine. she's strong."

he hums, getting up, planting a kissy on her forehead as he walks out of her room, you following, shutting the door behind. and when you did, he immediately pulled you into his arms, burying his face into your hair as he seeks for comfort.

"don't worry. besides kids are meant to step into puddles and play with mud," you pull away, cradling his face, "you're a wonderful papa."

isagi yoichi

little yuki was starting to get frustrated—the puzzle pieces would just not come together, no matter how much her little hands work on them. she works hours and hours on it. and when they finally did join together, her papa had to pour water on it.

it wasnt his intention to really. it just happened as an accident, "yuki, princess, im sorry—" but it was too late as yuki sobs, running off to her room.

later that night, you find the space beside you empty. worried, you got up from the bed, quietly heading out. you see the kitchen lights on and there he was. your husband trying to solve the puzzle pieces together.

you call his name softly, he looks up at you, telling you that he's going to be fine. he just needs fifteen minutes.

you sit beside him, helping him sort the pieces together, "you're the best papa, you know that?" you assure, "yuki loves you so much."

the next morning, yuki woke up, rubbing her eyes as she walks into the kitchen. you greet your princess with a kissy, settling her down on the chair.

her eyes widen at the puzzle pieces that were once scattered—now together.

"it's your papa," you say, "he worked on it all night, yuki."

yuki immediately turns to her papa, hugging him tightly, "i love you papa!" her papa smiles, wrapping his arms around her, mumbling you a thank you.

michael kaiser

earlier that day, papa michael had gotten into a tinsy argument with his daughter. and as a way to get them to talk to each other, you decided to have a family time at the park. but anne refused to talk to her papa even tho he says he'll make it up to her.

you and michael walked behind as anne skips stones in front of her—kicking them with her foot.

you glance at your husband, seeing the look on his face that broke your heart. you reached for his hands, intertwining your fingers with her, "hey, it's gonna be ok," you assure and as a response, he only squeezes your hand tighter. "mihya, you're not a bad parent,"

he hums, "what if i—"

"you're not failing her," you halt him, not letting him finish that sentence, "anne loves you so so much."

he lets out an exhale, his shoulders relaxing at your reassurance. he brings up your hands, brushing hsi lips against your knuckles.

"ma! ma!" anne cried out, her voice full of panic.

she immediately runs to you, hugging your legs. confused, you look to see a stray dog appearing from behind the tree.

your eyes widen as you pick her up into your arms. but the thing was—you couldn't protect her, not with your fear of stray dogs too. you simply hugged her tighter as you turned around, squeezing her protectively.

michael steps in between, shielding you both from the dog.

"anne, come here," he calls as she looks up at him, "come to papa."

"...papa, 'm scared," she hugs you tighter.

"trust me, princess," he reaches out for her, "it won't do anything to you. not when your papa is here. i won't let it do anything to you. you're safe with me."

gently, he takes her in his arms, crouching down to the dog, as the barks fade away. michael reaches out to pet it—flinching at first—the doggy leans into his touch, "see? completely harmless," he reaches out to take her hand in his as he places it on the top of the doggy's head.

anne smiles, continuing to pat the dog's head while simultaneously clinging onto her papa.

after all, his arms were her safe place.

[torikuna]

with you, every arrow hits the target

tw/genre: drabble, heian era, sukuna x concubine!female reader, grumpy x sunshine, fluff-ish…? if you can call it that

Sukuna always took his concubines along for company, whether it was to negotiate with citizens or servants, or simply to walk around the mansion and discuss how things were going inside the mansion. all his meetings with the other concubines didn't cross the line of business meetings. but with you, his favorite concubine, he especially liked to share his interests. you discussed the best books of the year, the new tea brought from china and which taste seemed more rich and pleasant to you, as well as archery

archery was not only in demand, but was also his hobby, he paid special attention to it.

a light spring wind gently blew through Sukuna's private garden, carrying away pink sakuras leaves. confetti of trees solemnly greeted the king of curses and you. you offered a smile to the bright sun, enjoying the play of timid rays on your face. you slowly reached his small training area in the field

Sukuna stood in the archery stance, confidently pulled the bowstring, holding the sharp arrow in place for some time, and with a studying look aimed at the center of the target. swoosh! the arrow quickly flew with a whistle to the center of the target, hitting the target accurately. Sukuna lowers the weapon and looks at you with a satisfied smirk on his face

“hey, brat, wanna try?” Sukuna said to you in a malicious voice, as if challenging you to a real competition

you smiled softly, nodding in response, and walked closer to Sukuna, who handed you a bow. you had never held a bow in your hands before and therefore you had no experience in shooting either. you casually take the bow, trembling as you pull the elastic bowstring, trying to aim at the center, but the arrow doesn't even fly out of the sight, falling at your feet

“you're so clumsy and slow-witted, you can't even shoot a bow” Sukuna laughed loudly, teasing you

“this is my first time!” you give him a frowning and displeased look, indignant. he snorts at your protest, when you try to defend yourself

“if you want me to teach you archery, you just have to ask me nicely” he said, bending down to your eye level

“i would really like you to teach me how to archery!” you said, looking into his passionate eyes. he straightened up and looked down at you, keeping the smirk on his face. “fine, fine” he muttered under his breath, heading somewhere. a few minutes later, he came back with a small wooden stand

you stood on the wooden stand so you became almost the same height as him, grabbing the bow and pulling the string. the man's hands took yours firmly, carefully setting the right position. he moved closer to your face, aiming the arrow at the center of the target. “hold your breath, it helps stabilize your body and improve your concentration” he explained. his hot breath burned your face, nothing will help you concentrate on shooting when Sukuna so close to you. you exhaled heavily, a pinkish blush appearing on your cheeks and you looked away

Sukuna turned his frowning gaze to you, smirking at your reaction. bam! suddenly the stand disappears from under your feet. an abyss formed under your feet and the time it took to fall into this abyss seemed endless, but strong arms deftly grab you by the waist, pressing you to the chest

“gotcha” sukuna purred into your face. his crimson eyes were glued to you, studying your face, lingering his contented and sly gaze on your lips. he pulled you into a possessive kiss that quickly grew deeper and more insistent. his hands tightened around your waist

“you know..” Sukuna interrupts the kiss, whispering in a husky voice against your lips “i like this kind of archery with you”