"what I like is...or more like the person I like is...and my dream for the future is...what I hate is NARUTO."
I have failed narusaku week, whoops
at least there was at an attempt??
annnnd no post today because midterms. i’ll try and catch up tomorrow, we’ll see!
also, fyi, me shipping/writing sasusaku is still a thing. just got kinda burned out from writing so much about them for a while. but i’m sure i’ll be back to writing them pretty soon. :)
summary: "it was rare that she and naruto were so gentle with one another; they often spoke in a language of shoves and pokes and punches”// (sakura’s pov of naruto’s battle with orochimaru)
a/n: u g h this scene in the anime is so, so good…so painful. (on ao3)
She did not see what the others saw. Where they saw claws, she saw his dirty fingernails flailing in the air as he tumbled down a tree. She did not know the two separate circular voids on his face. What she knew was a flash of his clear blue eyes filling with the tears he tried to hide from her. The fiery burning fur was the blonde of his knotted hair just as she raised her hand to save his dream. As the roars drowned out the sound of the rushing river, she heard a faint, “I promise that on my life, Sakura.”
summary: "what kind of hokage would I be if I can’t even serve the top medic quality ramen?” // (of old beginnings and new ones)
a/n: oh god sorry this is literally the most clichéd thing ever, guys. i’ve started over like three times so this is what we’re going with. also, if the end seems like the minakushi scene…that’s because it basically is the minakushi scene (on ao3)
She barged through the door, eyes scanning the room for a clock. It had been three days and eight hours, and she still hadn’t told him. Ignoring the way her heart lodged itself in her throat, she apologetically turned to face her patient with what she hoped was a welcoming smile.
naruto graphics - [3/?] character: sasuke uchiha
"It’s not the future I dream of anymore…only the past."
summary: instead of missing something everyone else had, he’d experienced something no one else ever would. // (forest of death, sasuke’s POV)
a/n: sorry i’ve been mia for awhile guys! just started college, but hopefully i’ll be back to writing more again soon (on ao3)
She is weak. She always has been.
He knew from the first moment he ever really saw her: when she was put on his squad. He missed nothing. She was intelligent but lacked the physical capabilities and nerve to act on her impulses. Her long pink hair smelt of vanilla, she had smoothed out her dress three times since they sat down. In thirty seconds he had decided she was more of a hindrance than an asset. And then she spoke.
your writing is perf my heart was aching when i read day ten
oh god blushing into my computer screen. thank you so so much, you just made my day!
i’m having major writer’s block over here sooo suggestions are more than welcome rn. at this point nothing is off the table, go wild
summary: "naruto resigned himself to the fact that he was going to mess that name up horribly when it came time to write it on a coffee cup.” // (coffee shop AU)
pairing(s): narusaku, sasusaku
a/n: I am an absolute sucker for coffee shop aus and this is the result. why. why is the thought of ninjas making each other frappuccinos so irresistible. anyways, this chapter is def more narusaku-ish, though both are one sided atm. hope you enjoy! (on ao3)
Sakura was happy. After all, today was Tuesday.
you are such an amazing writer
AHHH I may have squealed a little when I saw this. thank you so much, it really does mean a lot.