#wokasho

[onusanbu]

@wokasho​ said:  "Sensei, you taught Sasuke the chidori and Naruto the rasengan. What are you going to teach me?"

     Kakashi is brought out of his reflective musing at Sakura’s voice, his eye dropping to greet his student. There’s a contemplative hum, her sensei shifting his position and crossing his arms over his chest.

     He knows he’s been neglecting Sakura’s training, knows he’s probably failed her as a teacher by showing any favoritism towards the two boys. He didn’t mean to, but most regrets started that way. Sakura seemed the most put-together, able to self-guide herself, no danger lurking in a troubled past.

     Yet Sakura was as much his student as the other two were, and he needed to step up. It didn’t matter. She showed just as much potential and motivation as any of his students, and that needed to be nurtured. Needed to mature and grow. He owed her that much.

     He also owed her the respect of not making things easy for her.

“The strongest shinobi don’t acquire their strength simply by asking for it.” Kakashi tilts his head, “Why do you want to learn your own technique?”

[usuragan]

YOU AREN'T THE FAVOURITE SAKURA

[thirdstartokonoha]

@wokasho​ | before the fourth shinobi war

temari can feel it on the wind--the war is coming. soon, the air will be filled with cries of pain and the smell of blood; thick with death, they won’t be able to forget about what is going on around them. this is in direct contrast to now, when they are all expected to act like everything is fine. they know the war is coming, but they don’t know when, and like good soldiers, they are expected to bear all of the tension that comes with waiting for the enemy to attack as if did not bother them.

she wouldn’t have expected to be sent out of suna, but, under pressure from the other villages, diplomatic missions were still to continue. as sunagakure’s closest ally, it is expected of her that she still represent her village in the last strategy meetings leading up to the conflict. the latest meeting temari had to attend involved the medical corps--ever since the second chuunin exams, during which sakura and her friends had all been promoted, suna had been taking extensive notes from konohagakure’s heatlhcare and medical ninja training programs. she and sakura have gotten closer, as a result.

the air had become too stuffy even for temari--the daughter of a kazekage and the sister of another--so she had invited the other kunoichi outside for some fresh air. october had dawned recently, and the air has an autumn chill that temari isn’t used to, but today the sun is out.

“i was going to lose it if i was in there for another minute.” the suna kunoichi exhales, leaning against the warm brick building behind her. it’s had time to soak up the sun’s rays, unlike temari who has had to sit under fluorescents and listen to old men talk in circles for hours. “they’re not even going to be the ones out there fighting. they don’t know anything anymore. and even i know that their medical ninjutsu techniques are at least twenty years out of date.” perhaps her words were too brazen--but temari suspects sakura is unlikely to disagree with her.

[spiralnin]

"Just kiss me" her whispered request was filled with pained longing, desperation permeating her movements as she pulled his face closer to hers, lips pressing against his as her hands quickly found their way under his shirt. "I just need to feel you're really here with me"

Finding themselves in their own little world, tucked into the shadows of familiar places, there was no denying the fiery excitement that burns it’s furious song within his veins. Just hearing that with her voice wound in such a fashion, how impatience blended together with their daily routine only for the privacy of one of their many rooms to be applied for the perfect use. Naruto’s eyes held a half-lidded flare as he peered into those emeralds that burned with a difference purpose. An undeniably, mind-melting need that found him just as voraciously as he intends to put that to perfect use.

By building up even these moments with the kind of teasing he’s infamous for.

That said kiss wouldn’t be drawn just yet to those beautiful tiers. Instead she’d find his hot lips immediately attacking her neck, slow, hungry kisses working their steamy trail up that pristine column pulsing vibrantly. The flavor in itself was divine, leaving him to enjoy it as much as her fingers were, while they felt like they couldn’t decide whether to hang with the relaxing touches or to outright rip his shirt apart entirely, a small price for peppering these temptations upon her. He’d  feed upon the pride it gives him while basking in each firm graze of his lips upon skin, just a tinge of that fang carefully scrapping against her jawline. “Sakura..”

Was she aware how much of a double edged sword this made? For every brand of this secret melody he elicits, having her squirm with that same loving hunger, it only made the coals of his own fire immolate with a mindless need. Those broad hands found themselves adventurous, working along her full curves, skimming across those clothed hips to her full thighs, allowing the natural high heat of his to soak against her skin through such a flimsy barrier. Greedy squeezes of his palm would playfully test those limits, burning away the tension while allowing a much more potent force immediately take it’s place.

For a moment they remain a hair’s breadth away, blonde and blossom pink remaining meshed as their bangs meet, giving him the perfect view of just how drawn into the moment she was. A potent, energetic beat of his heart storms through his being as that hunger gnawing deep within his belly held one clear, concise demand as those powerful arms kept her locked in place.

“I’ma be as greedy as I want.”

Scratch that, both of them were going to beat.

Their lips meeting was pouring pure fuel in the foolish hope of quenching this hunger that ached in their veins. He knows it, he for damn sure Sakura knows it, leading to Naruto happily basking in this addictive flavor better known as her. It draws an electrical, searing pleasure through his veins, causing that low growl to edge against her lips while keeping her selfishly close. As one of those hands sweep up in order to graze through her sweet smelling tresses, the other cupped underneath her vibe, giving it a prime squeeze as the kiss they share immediately deepens, that growing fire poorly hiding itself to the miraculous medic seated upon his lap. There would be firm, shamelessly hard proof that grazes between her legs, being one of the many reasons those hissed utterances would be all for her to drink in.

@wokasho

[movedfistsbled]

@wokasho​                                                                                                   plotted.  pt.  1

gai    -    sensei     wasn’t  in  konoha  right  now  ,  yet  this  was         no    reason         to  skip  out  on  training  .     QUITE  THE  OPPOSITE  ,  wouldn’t  it  be    wonderful    if  he  mastered  the  gate  of  view  by  the  time  his  master  returned  ??    he’d  be  so  proud  of  him  !!            with  this  in  mind  rock  lee  tried  to  force  the  6th  gate  open  .      but  it  wouldn’t  budge   .          chakra  bellowed  around  konoha’s  youth  ,  force  alone  enough  to  break  nearby  training  dummies  .        lee  wouldn’t  allow  anything  to  break        near    catatonic    concentration        ,  not  even  sakura  watching  .          has  tsunade  told  her  to  watch  over  the  reckless  shinobi  again  ??    rightfully  so  .         but  he’d  take  the  chance  to  show  sakura  how  strong  he  had  become  .      a  stronger  man  than  he  was  when  he  fought  gaara  .                                 chakra  flow  slowing  once  more  ,  hachimon  tonkou  closed  once  again  .       and  bandaged  hand  reaches  up  to  remove  blood  from  his  cheek  .                 if  he  had  been  alone  ,  lee  wouldn’t  take  a  break  .      but  he  must        persuade        sakura  ,  and  the  new  hokage  ,  to  trust  him  enough  to  train  on  his  own  .                so    he    may    be    as    reckless    as    he    pleases                                                          ❛            this    calls    for    a         well    deserved    break          ,    doesn’t    it    ??            ❜

[beliefdriven]

@wokasho​ gets a ( late ) birthday starter

      “SAKURA,” Her name sounded delicate in his mouth, and he delighted in hearing it. He wanted to do something special for her; maybe it was odd that Naruto wanted to give her a gift so personal, but he didn’t care. After everything she’d been through, Sakura needed a distraction. And Naruto wanted to be that for her. “You didn’t think I forgot about your birthday, right?” He asked nervously, given the timing he’d shown up at her door. A wrapped package fiddling behind him as he spoke, painfully aware of how obvious its whereabouts looked, “I mean - I know it’s sort of late, but I was just trying to plan. I got kinda carried away.” He coughed awkwardly, offering a crooked smile, “Can I come in?”

[capteinoblivious2-archived]

starter call // @wokasho​

Goddamn, he hated bets. He hated losing bets. And Shikamaru always fucking won. Naruto really was so goddamn stupid and he hated himself for that, but much more than that, he hated that he’d have to follow along with Shikamaru’s punishment. He could literally see his smug grin behind closed eyelids. The blond sighed---well, losing means following through with anything. Naruto wasn’t scaredy cat after all. He swallowed hard, eyes casted at the bracelet in his hands. How was he supposed to get a date with Sakura? What kind of task was that even? She obviously wasn’t interested in the village idiot hero !!

He made his way over to the hospital, waiting for Sakura to come out, but he really couldn’t have chosen a better day than valentine’s. She’d probably not think twice about his intentions. Maybe she’d call him an idiot again and reject the offer. That meant he had tried though and would ultimately lead to Shikamaru’s amusement as well. He rolled his eyes, feet tapping impatiently on the ground until she appeared. The blond cleared his throat, waving at her. “Sakura-chan! I thought I’d pick you up from work.” Making sure no one could approach her and ask her out before he did---nope, he needed a date.

[fireblight]

I adore Kushimaki!! She's super kind and funny! I love talking to Lis! She was one of the first people I ever followed in this fandom, and I fell in love with her portrayal of Kushina! All headcanons are so well-written and they fit her so perfectly I doubt Kishimoto himself could do her justice like Lis does! She is the best mother-in-law the world has ever seen and it's a pleasure to write with her! (and we're both Brazilian!)

@kushimaki

YESSS I WHOLEHEARTEDLY AGREE! lis’ kushina is so interwoven to my experience as a naruto rper, i literally can hardly remember a time where i DIDN’T admire her & her portrayal, even from before we were writing (and even then i can’t remember much of that era b/c i was QUICK to jump into writing w her!!). she has such a genuine passion & devotion to her character, and it really shines through in all of her work on kushina. kushina’s voice is so present and so warm, there’s an almost maternal nature to the way lis writes her and it really infuses her words with such kindness that can only be possible because she herself is capable of such kindness. 

( send me your fav tumblr users & why! )