#shatteredbysparks

[chidorikiller]

shattered-by-sparks replied to your post “Hey, think of instead, a girl worth fighting for.”

"Like butter wouldn't melt. I like it~"

    “Would you like dinner tonight even better?”  // @shattered-by-sparks​

[capteinoblivious2-archived]

it must be fate // @shattered-by-sparks​

Fuck, he was super duper late to the mission briefing. He could already feel Sakura’s fist in his face and the scolding that would eventually follow. Still, his mind was nowhere to be found, only dark blue eyes staring back at him in the mirror, wondering for a moment, if perhaps his soul had left his body that night. Like he remembered it in way too much detail, the kiss still vivid, the press of skin against his own still familiar and not to mention, the way she was literally playing with him. The way those eyes dared him to go further. “Fucking shit,” he muttered, Kurama laughing somewhere in the back of his mind and if Naruto was not so into her, then he’d probably tell that fox to shut up, but it really was funny. The funny kind of pathetic that Naruto knew best.

Nonetheless did he gather his clothes, pulling them on in seconds and as he stormed out of his appartement, he had almost forgotten about his jacket. That most precious thing to him, honestly. It was like a memoir, a piece that was meant to be with him at all times. He hadn’t even taken notice of the two different pair of socks he was wearing, much less the bedhair as he quickly jumped across roofs over to the hokage office. The blond still managed to tie his headband as he jumped through the opened window of Kakashi’s office. 

“Good morning,” he muttered loudly enough, but Sakura was already onto him and he was happy about not being punched, but it still wasn’t pleasant how the girl forbid him to go out drinking again. Sakura wasn’t his mother ?? “The alcohol surely wasn’t my problem yesterday,” he argued, stepping in front of Kakashi and his eyes were literally glued to the desk for a rather long minute. That was at least until he caught sight of the woman he had met yesterday.

She was still pretty. Not like he thought that would change over night... but goddamn, she was real and everything they did happened indeed. He quickly averted his gaze, meeting Kakashi’s that seemed to look right through him. It was then that he noticed just how terrible his outward appearance was---like a complete idiot and it didn’t take for Sakura to laugh at his hair or nag the the choice of his socks. He was already making a fool of himself without her help.

[shikkotsunin]

@shattered-by-sparks -- ;

Sakura didn’t know Nohara Rin; not personally, at least. Though they were both medic-nin, it felt as though the village was secretive about her existence, Sakura not even being made aware despite being the same class of kunoichi as each other. With the many day-to-day operations she was handling in coordinating the children’s mental health clinic with Ino, the time she spent in the hospital proper was minimal in comparison. Nevermind the training she was receiving from new senseis and the investigating she was doing into the Uchiha Massacre to get it properly recognized, her days were spent in a whirlwind of activity. 

When it came time to break in the hospital’s canteen in one of the subterranean levels, Sakura couldn’t help but notice a particular plume of chestnut hair and distinctive plum facial markings reminiscent of one of the Inuzuka. Though Kakashi had never opened up about his past before, even from afar she could tell the older woman appeared to be in the same age group. Having gathered her lunch of a salad and soup, noting that the other tables were full-up, Sakura gingerly broached the brunette’s periphery.

“Um, hi there. Do you mind if I sit here? There’s nowhere else to,” she ventured sheepishly, smiling placatingly. 

[dirt-ninja-archived]

@shattered-by-sparks liked for a lyric starter so have Obito being possessed by black Zetsu

 song

“ It's no use I can't control it ”

[bitchplz-its-sasuke]

💋💋💋 all the kissie kisses for Sasuke pls!

 Send 💋 to straight up kiss my muse!

The action was very was unexpected but not unwelcome. The feeling of her soft lips brushing against his milky skin rose a small laughter from him. Before he could question another kiss was placed on his skin, the nose this time and one more ! Right on the other cheek. A small smile was drawn as he attempted to make eye contact but that was a bit harder than usual since his mind was fogging up. His cheeks warmed up, a rosy tint stained them as the only words that were able to leave his lips were,  ❝ Uh…thanks.❞ 

Sure he would have loved to be kissed on the lips, have their first real kiss but regardless he wouldn’t complain about any kind of kisses from her. She could do as she pleases with them, he’ll go along with everything, because anything for her.

[kusunokihime]

     [ Hey lovelies! I just wanted to give a quick draft update - I know I’ve been super slow as of late, life has been rough and moving blogs (though refreshing) also meant some lost time, so! Here’s just a confirmation that I DO have these drafts, and they WILL be replied to soon! Apologies for the waits :’D

@capteinoblivious x

@shattered-by-sparks x

@oc-lootcrate x x

@silverfaxg x 

@scnjuclan x

@quiet-kunoichi x 

@frogprinceus x x x 

@masshirohebi x 

@nations-united x 

@redlineoffate x 

     That’s all I have that’s my turn in the tracker, and they’re all currently drafted! If anything is missing PLEASE let me know! Also if you want anything dropped, that’s never an issue. Just wanted to update y’all since I know I’ve been rather AWOL as of late - but never fear, I have these in my drafts! I’m just slow ;w; ]

[bitiing]

@shattered-by-sparks asked:        ❝ you’re so used to being mistreated. ❞

POETRY SENTENCE STARTERS.

         Rin’s words confused the pain scale. She sure knew what it was like to be mistreated — with the Three-Tails sealed inside her without permission or choice. Fear, anger, contempt was not so different from what Karin had experienced all her life. The difference might be in appearance, there was no warning of ‘jinchuuriki’ stuck on the woman, but the redhead’s skin was practically a welcome card. A range of abuse that caused the same traumas, that’s how she preferred to look at things. No signs of pity, just solidarity, the kind that only exists between people who have lived in the same hell.

      Crimson eyes searched the older woman’s shirt, the abdomen more specifically. There should be a complex seal, hidden beneath layers of fabric like the darkest of secrets. Instantly her skin burned, each bite mark hurting like the day they were made. ❝ Just like you. Do you see them? They fear you. ❞ With a nod she pointed to the street, civilians walking with their families, carrying shopping bags, speaking loudly. ❝ And you did nothing. We live in an unfair world. ❞ A tight little smile on the corner of her lips. The young Karin did not do anything to deserve all the abuses either, but the older version resolved that problem.

[noharin]

@shattered-by-sparks replied to your post: shattered-by-sparks‌: //I’ve said it before and...

The Rin’s clubbing together to BITCH about how their baby was cheated. Kishi can kiss my ass tbf regardless of how he wrote his female cast. They deserved better.

//okay but look I’ve been saying this since day one. Rin wasn’t even a character to him, she was a plot point for Kakashi and Obito’s pain. That’s it.

We make her better.

and damn right they’re gonna band together because ‘fuck this we all deserve better’ and raising each other up mmhm mmhm