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thank you kris!!!!!!

god, what can i say about home without turning this into an essay?

it started off as a question:

why was i so angry about the future life kishimoto wrote for Sakura post-Naruto?

when i realized it was because he'd essentially given her my life, it was like being bitch-slapped. i wrote the first chapter in response to that epiphany (crying the whole time), then... never posted it. actually, it made me feel so much that i deleted it. thankfully, i was able to recover it on my google drive and i posted it before i could second guess myself

it's my self-indulgent love letter to myself, my therapy. and also... It's all my hopes, wrapped up in a dark tale of infidelity and the lengths societies will go to push women into boxes that cannot possibly contain them

it also happens to be what i'm working on right now! (like literally; the doc is open and i'm actively writing)

chapter 12 should post at the end of the month

paucity is basically when something is present but not enough to be sufficient. i hadn't heard the term either until about a year ago (maybe 2?) and when i did, bam!, i got hit with an instant fic idea

so the concept was to write a fic (naruto fandom) to counter all the "kakashi-is-a-sex-god" content I've seen over the years. i planned to explore how his past trauma, a lackluster first sexual experience, and the unrealistic expectations created by his early exposure to pornographic materials led to kakashi choosing a life of celibacy. Then - because i'm smutty romantic at heart - it would segue into Kakashi as Hokage with Sakura as his personal physician and some emotionally-heavy sexual healing

i actually wrote enough to post an intro snippet on ao3, but alas, life

maybe one day i'll revisit it? idk...

thank you @bouncyirwin! what a great ask!

oh goodness, where to start...

kakashi does most of the household chores. not because sakura is bad at them (he is better, though, honestly) or because she dislikes them, but because it soothes the lonely ache in his heart; doing them for her reminds him that he’s not alone anymore, that things like making dinner and doing laundry are no longer the mere survival skills of an orphan, but the privilege of a lover, husband, and friend

sakura’s favorite way to spend time at home is listening to kakashi read aloud; kakashi’s favorite is trying to find passages to read that make her face turn the same color as her hair (and then convincing her to recreate them with him)

any time sakura is upset/injured/in-any-way-not-quite-whole, kakashi puts a blanket in the dryer while he makes tea, then foists both upon her. even in the heat of summer, sakura doesn’t complain because she knows it’s how his dad comforted him

sakura hates her hands, always so rough and chapped from her work and training, and is constantly experimenting with different salves to address it; kakashi loves her hands, how expressive they get when she’s excited, the elegant lines of them as they obliterate wood and earth and stone, the friction they give when they’re wrapped around him

i tried to answer this like a normal ask but my brain refused, so here’s a drabble instead... i hope that’s okay?

“I can’t deal with them anymore. I’m just– I’m done, okay? I give up.” Sakura throws her hands up, nearly slapping Kakashi with the force of her exasperation. “Team dinners are canceled until further notice.”

Kakashi takes her hand and threads their fingers. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“We got thrown out of Ichiraku’s.”

“True.” Kakashi hums in agreement. The pad of his thumb draws circles into her wrist, soft and soothing. “But you and I managed to finish our bowls before that. It’s an improvement over last week.”

“Barely.” Sakura presses closer, letting Kakashi’s larger frame protect her from the chill in the wind. “I just don’t get it. I thought they were over this – all the fighting and rivalry crap. I mean, wasn’t an arm apiece enough?” In her distraction, she almost walks past her house. But Kakashi’s steady hand steers her safely to her front porch. “They won the last battle of the war together. You’d think they’d be able to do something as simple as having a meal without it devolving into an all-out brawl.” Sakura turns, leaning against her door as she continues her rant. “And even when they manage to behave themselves for five minutes, the tension is so thick you could cut it with a kunai. I mean, can’t they take the rest of us into consideration? Even just a little? I mean, my god, they really just need to–”

“Kiss.”

Kakashi hovers next to her, and the way he leans – ever so slightly – into her personal space derails her train of thought. “What?”

“They need to kiss and get it over with.” Kakashi’s gaze sweeps over her lips, and her pulse races. “It’ll make our lives a lot easier.”

“Wait… so you think their fighting is–?”

“Foreplay.” He tugs on a section of her loose hair, twirling it around his finger before bringing it to his lips. “You disagree?”

“I– well… no, actually.” Sakura huffs, irritated that she hadn’t seen what was so glaringly obvious. “Damn. I guess we’ll have to keep the team dinners, then.”

Kakashi shifts his weight, head tilted back in surprise. “Really?”

“Of course.” Sakura grins. “A picnic lunch this time, I think. Maybe at the training grounds? It’s just terrible, though. The rest of us are going to suddenly come down with a bad case of food poisoning. Naruto and Sasuke will just have to enjoy the meal without us.”

“Have I ever told you how sexy your mind is?”

hello @lunarlegend11! sorry it took so long to get to this. as a bonus for having to wait, i’ll do both suggestions!

Restitution:

Sakura doesn’t fail. Doesn’t freeze. As Sasuke’s chidori charges towards her chest, her fighting instincts take over. All it takes is a beat of her heart.

Her shoulder burns like electricity, and Sasuke lays dead at her feet.

But it’s not over.

Sakura will tear the foundations of Konoha from the ground with her bare hands to make sure this never happens again.

a canon-divergent kakasaku AU in which Sakura becomes the sixth hokage, weeding out corruption all while carrying the heavy burden of guilt. Kakashi is her head advisor, and he fulfills his duty with the utmost diligence. Would definitely involve emotionally-charged, hokage office smut 

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Let’s Be Strangers in the Next Life:

When Sakura literally runs into her new boss at work, it’s like time stands still. Her stack of paperwork flies into the air and floats down like cherry blossoms on a spring day, enveloping the two of them in a world of their own.

Then, he clears his throat and helps her off her ass, the spell broken. "And you are?”

“Sakura Haruno, sir.”

“Kakashi Hatake,” he says, scrutinizing her face. “Have we met before?”

Sakura shakes her head, ignoring the ache in her chest. “No, sir.”

The look he gives her is strange, quizzical. Then it’s gone. “Be more careful running around the office, Miss Haruno. I’d hate for you to get hurt.”

That night, Sakura dreams of silver hair and shinobi.

Thank you @thegraysquirrel! I love this!

Inimitable:

Kakashi’s been copying others’ jutsu perfectly for years. He’s made a name for himself utilizing that particular skill. Established a lucrative career. Even landed top billing in most country’s bingo books. 

But no matter what he does, he can’t replicate Sakura’s strength.

Omg, this is life saving info, my friend! Thank you so much for sharing it!

Ah, thank you @lunarlegend11! It’s so good to hear from you!

Treasonous Bones:

Archeologist Sakura Haruno unearths a stone tablet that appears to be a map to the lost city of Atlantis. When her boss, Hiruzen Sarotobi, refuses to fund an expedition, she takes matters into her own hands. With the help of shady tour guide, Kakashi Hatake, Sakura races against other exploration teams and supernatural forces to find the treasure at the end of the journey.