#shikaSakuHanami

[shikasaku-week]

DAY ONE - Friday, April 28, 2023 (don't) hug me, stay away (come closer) AO3 tag: Non-Sexual Intimacy or Touch-Starved Character(s)

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[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day Six: Like air in my lungs (I need you)

[doctorpepperjack]

Day five of @shikasaku-week: laughing, joyful and free

A moment worth remembering is when I'm next to you.

[dimancheetoile]

Written for @shikasaku-week day 5 Prompt 2: embrasse la nuit sur ses lèvres

“I'm a virgin,” he blurts out. “...what?”

or

a first time, whispered love and shivering bodies, and an exploration of alternative sexualities.

this is part 2 of the story posted for day 2 of shikasakuweek.

[tomioneerwrites]

The last Hidden Village will fall in seven months.

But Kakashi gave Shikamaru two scrolls, and one of them was a mission. So Shikamaru has worked out his answer. What to do, where to go, and how to survive? Change the events that lead to this, go to the past, gather a small, elite team of intellectual powerhouses with eidetic memories and give them the authority to guide the world down a path that will allow them to be prepared when the attack comes.

Better yet, they could avoid it altogether.

For #ShikaSakuHanami 2019 

the uhh. the working title for this project is married domestic geniuses & time travel shenanigans. I will be tagging it as series: mdgtts because I was bitten hard by the plot bunnies and there might be uhhh... a lot more. Hope you enjoy!

[the-formerone]

shikasakuhanami 2019: day 3

me, strollin in late w the shikasaku content

a pretty (empty) smile on ao3!

"I want him dead," she sobs, face buried in his chest, her palms fisted tightly in the thin fabric of his kimono. "Dead!"

She almost shrieks it, and Shikamaru has to hush her sobbing. He rubs his palms gently up and down her arms. She hiccups, which turns into a wet, pitiful cough, and then she slumps against him, exhausted.

Shikamaru lets their combined weight take them to the ground, and he makes space for the emperor's newest wife between his legs. Shikamaru is a lord himself. He knows better than to have a woman this important touching him the way Sakura is touching him, confiding in him the way Sakura has.

But he's also been nameless from birth, his clan's final act to preserve the Nara by wiping away their name, then sending the nameless into the new Uchiha court. The Senju had brought the Nara to great esteem during their reign; the Uchiha regarded them as too insightful, and had purged them. Shikaku had been lost; Yoshino, squirreled out of the palace herself, had left behind with a distant cousin, a young Shikamaru, and very detailed instructions.

Sakura was a country doctor's daughter, whose brilliance had won her scholarship to learn medicine. She had been a brilliant student of Senju Tsunade's before the purge, and after it, a disciple of Orochimaru. Her brilliance had blossomed blackly after that, tainted with Orochimaru's own wickedness and the darker still plans of the Uchiha.

She had been thrown in the emperor's way almost by accident. She was a dear friend of one of the emperor's great nephews; his only lover had chosen banishment with the remaining living Senju, and Uchiha Sasuke had demanded amnesty for his last remaining childhood friend.

She had gotten a better place than that. And much higher esteem. But she had been torn away from her only companion, and thrust into the kind of court life she had never been trained for.

Shikamaru pitied her. At least he had Ino, who had raised him, and through her, his mother. Sakura didn't have anyone now. The only reason Shikamaru had befriended her in the first place was because of a wound he had sustained on the property before the coup.

Their bond had been tenuous before it. After, Shikamaru was right to guess that he was Sakura's only lifeline.

"Hush," he says, soothing her as best as he can.

The last of her sobs leave her body, and Shikamaru is sure a face's worth of expensive make-up has ruined his simple attire. He focuses instead on plucking at some of her more pointy ornaments, and carefully letting down her hair.

The emperor would have him whipped for being in his wife's chamber, but Shikamaru would take the beating. She had looked so distraught when he first entered. Nevermind that she had summoned him after sundown.

They could always say he had brought her a book. There were enough recent additions to her suites to make the lie seem more true.

"No treason before bedtime, okay?" he asks, holding her face in his hands, rubbing his thumb over her cheek.

Her green eyes are puffy with tears, but she looks less bleak than she did when he arrived. He wonders how long she paced her room like the wildcat she is, tearing at her bedposts and throwing things around until a suitable amount of time had passed between the emperor's leaving and Shikamaru's summoning.

Sakura was not as fragile as she looked, and she looked like a young dove; all dark skin from her childhood in the country turned soft with her late days at court. Her callouses would have been gone by now if the emperor did not prefer his surgeon wife be able to work, that she could be more of a zoo attraction than an actual partner.

She hated the idea, had spat it out as soon as Shikamaru came into the room. 'I'm a doctor and he keeps me caged up like a doll,' she hissed. 'He is sustaining a war and I should be helping people, but he holds me here because he knows I hate it, but that I have no other options. He is wicked. He is wicked.'

"Treason," Sakura says, nodding her head, insisting. The pale purple diamond tattooed on her forehead at the end of her training with Tsunade is usually covered these days, painted black or navy or red out of respect for the Uchiha. It is usually the first bit of make up Sakura scrapes off when she is in private. Today, the skin under the diamond has gone red with Sakura rubbing at it. "Let's do treason," she whispers.

Shikamaru laughs, and busses her nose against hers.

"We will," he says.

"When?"

He shrugs.

"Soon."

"How soon?"

He breathes out slowly through his nose.

"I want to help you do it."

Shikamaru leans away from her. Sakura frowns.

"You know I can't let you - ,"

"Don't treat me like a child, you know what I'm capable of - ,"

"Sakura, this isn't about your education - ,"

"It's about the country - ,"

"You can't be a part of it, Konoha - ,"

She slams her hand over his mouth, so quickly and with so much force, he bites his cheek so hard it bleeds. He curses, jumping with the pain, but Sakura's face is deadly serious through the assault.

"Do not," she says, voice low, "call me that."

Shikamaru raises his hands slowly. He lays his hands on top of Sakura's, and slowly pries her hand off his mouth.

He says her married name, "Konohasakuya-hime," deliberately, and watches her fume as he does it. "You know why you can't."

Because she can't be found guilty of murder if Uchiha Madara is deposed by his great nephews, Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke. The only ones by rights allowed to take his blood are the Senju, and his own family. Sakura would upset the balance of their culture if she meddled in such a way, even if only an intimate few knew about it.

No. History would not treat her kindly if she did what she was so desperate to do. But if Sakura wanted to survive a second transition of power, she needed to be innocent of violent crime, and therefore, still eligible to marry Itachi or Sasuke when they ruled, and returned the Senju to power.

It was out of her hands for her own protection. The plan had been crafted as soon as the Senju were fully aware of every potential casualty of returning fire. The still named Nara that were working with the Senju were meticulous; they even had plans for the innocent Uchiha in the palace. Sakura was one of the few who was aware of the plan the Senju and Nara had made for her, and that was only because she had wrestled it out of Shikamaru.

"You know why," Shikamaru repeats. And even though Sakura's grip crumples, the fire in her eyes doesn't. Shikamaru is well aware that this argument isn't even close to over. If Sakura can be counted on for anything, it's her fighting spirit.

She sniffs hard, and that's it. She doesn't nod, doesn't blink to let him know she's heard his verdict. She's stubborn that way. Shikamaru runs his thumb over her cheek again, then presses his lips to the purple diamond on her forehead.

Her hand slides down low, slips between the skirt of his kimono, and finds the warm skin of his inner thigh.

"Will you give me his head?" she asks, voice dipping low.

He turns his head down, presses his cheek against the side of her forehead, breathes in the soft jasmine smell of her hair. Her fingers brush the soft skin on the underside of his cock, and it twitches in interest.

"I want his blood," she murmurs, turning her face so that the hot air of her mouth billows against the curve of Shikamaru's throat. She scratches the skin of his inner thigh, presses her teeth to a tendon in his throat, closes in on him all at once. "I want him dead."

"You'll have it," he replies, hips arching up, seeking her touch, and he sucks in a breath when her soft wet mouth finds his.

(This strange part of her, this sudden change that overcame her from time to time, was part of why she could not be involved in the coup. It was also part of why she would win her way into it, and history together.)

[shikasaku-week]

Happy ShikaSaku Week!

this week’s theme: beauty in habits // the joy of daily life

DAY ONE the cluttered kitchen table tag: Team as Family

Rules: use the text prompt and create a work that falls under the provided tag.

Tag #shikasakuhanami2021 and @ us at shikasaku-week so we can find your works and share them!

Some graphics you can use during the week:

[shikasaku-week]

ShikaSaku Week is done once again! 

Thank you to everyone who participated, veterans and new creators. We had everything from art to words, fluff to angst, and everyone gave it their creative all. It’s such a pleasure every time to see all your incredible works and see, edition after edition, our little ship grow. Can you imagine being a new ShikaSaku fan in 2021 and finding all these works, compared to the literal handful of them there was in 2017 when ShikaSaku Week was done for the first time?

Thank you so much for your time and effort this week; as always, you can still post after the deadline and tag us in your works so we can see them and add them to the masterpost, which will be posted later this month to give everyone the time to finish up whatever they were working on. We’d appreciate your feedback on this edition’s prompts, with the added AO3 tags. Were they helpful, interesting? A fun challenge or a welcome guideline? Both?

We’re excited to hear from you, and we can’t wait to see you all again in September! We hope 2021 is treating you well so far, and we thank you all once more for your participation in ShikaSakuWeek Hanami 2021  🌸 🦌

[shikasaku-week]

Happy ShikaSaku Week!

this week’s theme: beauty in habits // the joy of daily life

DAY EIGHT free day or remix challenge

If you’re interested in the remix challenge and didn’t participate in it last edition, here’s a quick explanation: basically, you browse through the masterposts of the previous years and pick a story or art you like a lot. Then you write/draw an interpretation of that fanwork! Summarize in your head what the core idea of the fanwork you picked is and use that to make your own, based on that same premise. We hope you’ll enjoy yourselves and that you’ll rediscover works from previous years! 

Tag #shikasakuhanami2021 and @ us at shikasaku-week so we can find your works and share them!

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Reminder that we will be posting this week’s masterlist in another week, so you have that time to submit any late entries. If we’ve missed any works, please make sure you message this blog or either mod so that we can make sure you get the recognition you so rightly deserve.

[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day Four: drip, drip, drip (our blood) I hope soon to be able to work more on this drawing and put more details 💕

[indrabourgoist]

Shikasaku Week Day Two: Stardust and Galaxies

[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day Eight: Free day or remix challenge I managed to stay up to date on the last day 😂

[shikasaku-week]

Happy ShikaSaku Week!

this week’s theme: beauty in habits // the joy of daily life

DAY THREE nails tapping on porcelain tag: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Rules: use the text prompt and create a work that falls under the provided tag.

Tag #shikasakuhanami2021 and @ us at shikasaku-week so we can find your works and share them!

Some graphics you can use during the week:

[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day One: Dawn

[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day Seven: We are ruins

[indrabourgoist]

·Shikasaku Week Day Five: Laughing, joyful and free