I feel like it’s been ages since I posted anything myself but I just wanted to get this off my chest. Imma need for people to STOP using the tags for their “I genuinely don’t understand the appeal of this ship” or “can someone help me understand why people ship AxB”
That’s not what the tag is for. I don’t know what tag you guys need to use but it’s not that one. That’s not what I come here to scroll down and see like— eff off? Either use the search and get your answer there or shut the fuck up.
@kaleidodreams gave me some intel about past seiusa weeks and I reached out to @hoshi-and-hikari who had been hosting it but I got no answer so.. uh.. yeah
LET'S HAVE A SEIUSA WEEK 2023!!!
I'll work on some prompts but I was wondering (yes, here comes another poll) which would be the best time to do it.
Seiusa week 2023 options
Next month, as soon as possible
October
November
December (are you kidding?)
Voting ended onSep 1, 2023
I'll post prompts soon!!
Can u guys help me repost?
@talesofthemoon @seiusa-ao3feed
Looks like we're finally here! After weeks of preparation and formatting and planning, we are FINALLY ready to make two announcements today!
Let's start with Artist of the Year, as congratulations are very much due!
Perhaps you recognize this beautiful art style! The MOD team took attentive care to go through the many fabulous artists we have in the SasuHina fandom, and we found one artist in particular whose dreamy style and beautiful color schemes fit our theme perfectly!
We'd like to congratulate @daifukumochiin for being SasuHinaMonth2023's ARTIST OF THE YEAR!
Mochi is such an amazing artist that keeps pumping out beautiful pieces, and we were so happy to see the amazing pieces she made for our banner and icon for 2023! Everyone, please send your love and joy to DaifukuMochiin. She deserves it!
Now, we think it's about we get into the meat of this post!
For anyone who needs a reminder, SHMonth2023's Theme is A SIGN OF AFFECTION. The MOD team has been working on the many prompts correlating with this theme, and right now, we're happy to share these prompts with you all! We've also translated the prompts in Spanish for all our hispanohablante friends :)
“To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love” | “Ser aficionado (a) al baile era un paso seguro para enamorarse”
"Even shame can turn into love" | “Incluso la vergüenza puede convertirse en amor”
Day 20 | Día 20
“A shared bed” | “Una cama compartida”
“Sudden confession” | “Confesión repentina”
Day 21 | Día 21
“A hint of jealousy” | “Un toque de celos”
“You should be kissed, and often, and by someone who knows how.” | “Deberías ser besado (a), constantemente y por alguien que sepa cómo”
Day 22 | Día 22
“Talking through problems” | “Hablando a través de los problemas”
“Vacation time spent together” | “Vacaciones juntos”
Day 23 | Día 23
"Poetry spoken by a simple man" | “Poesía escrita por un simple hombre”
"Courage found in a shy woman" | “Valentía encontrada en una mujer tímida”
Day 24 | Día 24
"Finding the middle ground" | “Encontrar el punto medio”
"If there was a rose every time I thought about you, there would be only one, because you never left my mind." | “Si existiese una rosa cada vez que pienso en ti, solo habría una porque nunca dejaste mi mente”
Day 25 | Día 25
"Shared hobbies" | “Pasatiempos compartidos”
"I trust you" | “Confío en ti”
Day 26 | Día 26
"A quiet relationship" | “Una relación privada”
"Following you" | “Siguiéndote”
Day 27 | Día 27
I’ve loved you for a thousand years, I’ll love you for a thousand more.” | “Te he amado por mil años, te amaré por mil más”
"Tears and touches" | “Lágrimas y roces”
Day 28 | Día 28
"Calling late at night" | “Una llamada tarde en la noche”
"I would do anything to call you mine." | “Haría lo que fuera para llamarte mía (o)”
Day 29 | Día 29
"If God made it a Sin to love you, I would be beyond saving" | “Si Dios hizo que amarte fuera un pecado, entonces no tengo salvación”
"An excuse to pull you closer" | “Una excusa para acercarte a mí”
Day 30 | Día 30
"Sharing a secret." | “Compartiendo un secreto”
"Warmth of a body on a cold night." | “La calidez del cuerpo en una noche fría”
Day 31 | Día 31
“There’s nothing I wouldn't do to make you feel my love.” | “No hay nada que no haría para demostrarte mi amor”
“Will you marry me?” | “¿Te casarías conmigo?”
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We're excited for July to come to see all the creativity bloom from our little fandom! Just a reminder: we WILL be making weekly prompt cards for SHMonth, so keep an eye out for those as July creeps closer.
Hello all!
We're excited to announce that this year's annual SasuHinaMonth will be happening in July!!!
Right now, we're working hard on coming up with fun themes and prompts for this year's event. Mark on your calendars that between July 1st - July 31st will be 2023's SasuHinaMonth!
Thank you all for your patience. We'll be sure to send out more information once it's available!
August is still months away, however, we’re proud to present this year's SHMonth Prompt List! It's been released early this year to allow fans to work on their projects at their leisure!
We appreciate your patience and your enthusiasm for everything SasuHina. The MOD Team hopes you enjoy this year's list! Each DAY contains two (2) prompt options. This avoids limiting our fans to a single thing on the daily. If they decide to use both prompts simultaneously, that’s also a choice. <3
(PLEASE DO NOT REPOST TO OTHER SITES.)
☾✩☽ SHMonth 2022 Prompt List ☾✩☽
Day 1
Aienkien (Japanese)
“A mysterious attraction that unites two people."
Amae (Japanese)
“To fall into the arms of your loved one.”
Day 2
Amaranthine (English)
“Everlasting and unfading; an eternal beauty.”
Basorexia (English)
“An unbearable urge to kiss.”
Day 3
Commuovere (Italian)
“To stir emotion, to move to tears.”
Depaysement (French)
“Intense homesickness; the sense of not belonging.”
Day 4
Desenrascanço (Portuguese)
“To find an unexpected and unusual way to solve a problem.”
Dor (Romanian)
“The emptiness and agony experienced upon missing someone or something.”
Day 5
Duende (Spanish)
“Profound awe at the beauty of stirring art, music, or performance.”
Duyen (Vietnamese)
“A predestined affinity that binds two people in the future.”
Day 6
Fernweh (German)
“Homesick for a place you’ve never been.”
Firgun (Hebrew)
“The genuine, unselfish delight or pride in someone else’s accomplishment.”
Day 7
Flâner (French)
“To stroll down the streets of Paris, implying no goal or destination, but purely the simple pleasure of soaking up the city’s beauty.”
Forelsket (Norwegian)
“The indescribable euphoria experienced as you begin to fall in love.”
Day 8
Fuubutsushi (Japanese)
“The memories of the season.”
Geborgenheit (German)
“The sensation of complete safety.”
Day 9
Goya (Urdu)
“The transporting suspension of disbelief that happens when fantasy is so realistic that it temporarily becomes reality.”
Hyggelig (Danish)
“The warm pleasure taken from gentle and comfortable things or activities.”
Day 10
Iktsuarpok (Inuit)
“The feeling of anticipation while waiting for someone to arrive, often leading to intermittently going outside to check on them.”
Jijivisha (Hindu)
“The strong, eternal desire to live and continue living.”
Day 11
Kachou fuugetsu (Japanese)
“Flower, bird, wind, moon.”
“Discovering yourself while experiencing the beauties of nature.”
Kilig (Tagalog)
“The delightful sensation felt when something romantic takes place.”
Day 12
Koi no Yokan (Japanese)
“A premonition sensed by two people that they will one day fall in love.”
Komorebi (Japanese)
“The light that filters through the tree leaves.”
Day 13
Kyoka suigetsu (Japanese)
“Subtle and profound beauty that cannot be described in words.”
Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan)
“The wordless, meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to do so.”
Day 14
Merak (Serbian)
“The feeling of bliss and complete oneness with the universe, often due to the simple pleasures.”
Meraki (Greek)
“To put a little of your heart and soul in the things you do.”
Day 15
Metanoia (Greek)
“A journey that changes the heart, the mind, the self, or the way of life.”
Mono no aware (Japanese)
“The pathos of things; the gentle wistfulness at the transience of things, and the awareness of the sadness of existence.”
Day 16
Mångata (Swedish)
“The road-like reflection of the moon on water.”
Nefelibata (Portuguese)
“A daydreamer that doesn’t obey the conventions of society.”
Day 17
Noroke (Japanese)
“Speaking with fondness about your loved one.”
Nunchi (Korean)
“The subtle and often unnoticed art of listening and gauging another person’s mood.”
Day 18
Nyctophilia (English)
“A love of the darkness.”
“A love of the night.”
Sareureuk (Korean)
“Melting snowflakes under morning sunshine.”
Day 19
Saudade (Portuguese)
“Deep yearning for someone you love but that is gone and may never return.”
“A nostalgic longing.”
Sehnsucht (German)
“Painful desire for that which can and will never be.”
“A pained desire for the unattainable.”
Day 20
Setsunai (Japanese)
“The harrowing sensation between bittersweet, pain, and sadness.”
Shinobi naku (Japanese)
“Silent tears.”
Day 21
Sillage (French)
“The wake of someone’s perfume; the trail of someone’s scent in a room they used before you.”
Sisu (Finnish)
“To preserve with dignity.”
Day 22
Sobremesa (Spanish)
“The Spanish tradition of spending time after lunch or dinner socializing with the people you shared a meal with.”
Sprezzatura (Italian)
“To master something with ease, nonchalance, genius.”
Day 23
Särbo (Swedish)
“A person who is romantically committed but is unmarried and living apart.”
Takane no Hana (Japanese)
“The unattainable flower.”
Day 24
Toska (Russian)
“A sensation of great anguish, often without a specific cause.”
“An anguished longing for something unknown.”
Trasnochar (Spanish)
“To stay up all night long.”
Day 25
Tsukimi (Japanese)
“To view the moon.”
Tsundoku (Japanese)
“To purchase books, let them pile up, and not read them.”
Day 26
Ubuntu (Ndebele)
“I find my worth in you. You find your worth in me.”
Vedriti (Slovenian)
“Taking shelter from the rain/storm.”
Day 27
Wabi-Sabi (Japanese)
“Finding beauty in imperfections. Peace within the natural cycle of growth and decay.”
Waldeinsamkeit (German)
“The feeling of solitude in the woods.”
Day 28
Werifesteria (Old English)
“To wander longingly through the forest in search of mystery.”
Ya’aburnee (Arabic)
“A declaration in which you’d rather die first than to live without the one you love.”
Day 29
Yeobi (Korean)
“The coexistence of rain and sunshine.” “A sunshower.”
Yoko Meshi (Japanese)
“The stress experienced when speaking a foreign language.”
Day 30
Yuánfèn (Mandarin)
“The fate between two people.” “The destiny that brings two people together.”
We will be creating, sharing, and celebrating all throughout August 1-31st of this year.
The current SasuHinaMonth MOD team has already selected a Theme for 2022, as well as the Artist of the Year. The Official Prompt List is also more than 50% completed!
We wanted to update you on the progress of the event and wanted to also remind you to join us on our Discord and Twitter accounts.
The Offical Prompt List will be released very soon to give our fan base the greatest amount of time to work on their creations.
why are people so against SasuHina of all things. It's literally one of the most innocent CRACK ship. 0 interactions = 0 bad blood between them. Why are so many people acting like it will break their house
A/N - Damn this One-Shot gave me hell. I feel like I was all over the place hahaha. Hope you enjoy and happy belated Day 14 :3
Word count: 3457
It is within these dreams that I feel loved.
It is within these dreams that you give me a reason to live.
It is only within these dreams that I can be me.
It is only when I'm within these dreams where her hair wasn't a curse.
“I like your hair.” They said.
“Y-you do?” Hinata asked.
They nodded. They reached a hand out to her. Hinata was hesitant as this person was… blurry.. She couldn’t make out their features. She could barely make notice of their hair, their clothes, their skin… their face… their voice. She did not know how she managed to understand them.
Her hand slowly clapped over theirs, and she was met with a tight squeeze followed by a pull.
“Where are you taking me?” She asked again, this time stopping them from taking her further.
The person looked behind her and smiled.
“Your hair is a blessing.”
“H-huh?”
“Your hair is a part of who you are.”
“W-Why are you tell-telling me this?”
“Your hair-”
“-is a disgrace.”
It wasn’t often that her father would pay her any mind. But when he did it-
“No one will want to be around you when you look like a boy.”
-when he did-
“Your haircut is an insult to the Hyuuga family.”
-- when he di-
“No one wants to be seen with you with that haircut!”
-- when he d- her breath hitched. Her throat threatened to heave again, so she quickly slapped her tiny hand over it.
Silence.
Silence was all there was as Hiashi looked down at her petite figure. A figure that was continually trembling from the constant hiccups that she tried so hard to suppress. Her cheeks were drowning in warm tears, and the hand covering her mouth was dripping those tears down to her kimono. She had nothing to hide. She could not hide. There was nothing she could use to hide the sullen face from the disapproving look of her father. Noth-
“Leave.”
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Her hair was a blessing. Her hair was a part of who she was.. Her hair- A tear slid down her cheek again. It had been the only sensation to bring her any warmth since she left her home. Where she was, she didn’t know. She was on a path far into the forests of Konoha. Far away from her home. Far away from the place that labelled her a disgrace upon birth. Far away from the place she brought shame to. Far away from-
“Watch out!”
As she swung in the direction of the voice, her vision went blank.
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She just wanted to disappear. She could do nothing but wallow in her own tears -- pathetic tears. Tears that reinforced that one thing she had been condemned all her life for: weakness. Her sleeves were drowned, her palms became slippery around her face and her kimono had long been drenched in her tears. What more was there left of her?
What more could she do to stop the tears?
Hinata felt a comforting chill run down her spine. Imminent footsteps were nearing her, and as she raised her head she saw the toes of someone. Her swollen eyes followed from the tip of his toes to the bandages covering his shins and the-
“Don’t cry -- don’t cry, I said…..” Hinata heard nothing from that point because-- because she could make out the movement of his mouth and… his skin.
He was pale.
He was the only one that had complimented her hair. He had been the only one to call her hair a blessing and not a curse -- he? It was a he! It was-
“Wh-Who are-”
She felt the softness of his thumb on her lips. Her eyes wandered away from the tip of his thumb to his face again. This time she saw bangs -- raven bangs. And- she sensed a banging sensation on the left side of her head. She winced and grabbed the side, hoping the pain would subside.
A warm palm lay upon her hand. She looked up again and before the whiteness engulfed them, she saw the corners of their mouth face upwards.
He smiled at her.
“I like your hair.”
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“Oi, oi! Are you okay? Oi!” Obsidian eyes were staring down at Hinata’s bruised face with immense worry.
Sasuke had not wanted to shake her, in any case it would be worse for her. He had been scrambling for things to do but he found himself simply sitting on his knees, by her side. Itachi that bastard! Throwing the ball so far that even Sasuke had to run through a river for.
Hmph! This was his fault. Yeah, that’s right. It was his fault and- “Nn.”
“Huh?... Oi.” He gently placed his hands on her shoulder. In a quieter tone he said, “are you okay?”
His eyes were purer than any snowflake he had ever seen. Although he had seen a Hyuuga before, he had never sensed such kind and gentle eyes before. He saw him wince and place a hand on the left side of his face. “Here? Is it here?”
He grabbed her wrist and slowly removed it from her face to check for any open wounds.
There were none. He looked back at him. As his mouth parted, he heard the voice of his brother from afar.
“Sasuke! Here you are. Sorry-”
“Look what you did! You threw the ball so far and hit him in the face.” Sasuke dramatically gestured to Hinata sitting up.
.........
Itachi raised an eyebrow. “Him?”
“Yes, him!”
Itachi looked at Hinata, which made her heart skip a beat. He grinned. “Take a closer look, silly.”
This time it was Sasuke who tilted his head in confusion. “Why would I…”
He turned his attention to Hinata -- closing the distance between the two so that the tip of their noses nearly touched. Hinata slightly jumped, trying to maintain her compo- her cheeks were burning!
“A girl?”
She gave him a stiff nod. She saw his eyes fall before raising them to her level again. “Sorry, for hurting you.”
Hinata’ lips parted but words failed to escape. She- She couldn't’ process the situation. Where was she? What had happened? How did she end up here? These were questions she should be asking herself. But what she really wanted to know-- what she was burning to find out -- was who this person was. And… Why did he sound so familiar?
“You’re Hinata, right? Heir to the Hyuuga Clan.” Such a calm composure. She had seen it before. She had seen it in her father and Neji. But they lacked the kindness behind their words and demeanour.
“Y-Yes.”
Itachi -- what the boy had called him, reached his hand out to her. She took it with no hesitation and raised herself up with the help of Itachi. He patted down her kimono and checked her head for any bruises like the other one had done. He nodded to himself.
“Doesn’t seem like there are any open wounds, how are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere?”
She was lying when she nodded. The pain on her left side still prevailed but she didn’t care. Being in their care, their presence was enough to lessen the hurt. And that hurt wasn’t from the ball-
The boy exclaimed a loud sigh. “Where are we anyway? Why did you have to kick the ball so far away, Itachi?!”
Itachi chuckled. “Well, you’ll have to find your way back home someway.”
“Me?!”
“Yes you, Sasuke.”
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. “What do you- wait!”
*Poof*
…..
His brother had seriously abandoned him out in the middle of nowhere. He-- sighed. He didn’t know where to begin. Where to start. Where to- he heard a whimper sounding from behind. He looked over at Hinata whose head was facing the ground.
“Oi, what’s wrong?”
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It was him. It was him.
“I like your hair.”
His voice. The bandage around his shins.
“Your hair is a blessing.”
The colour of his hair, his bangs.
“Your hair is a part of who you are.”
His pale skin.
“S-Sasuke...” She whispered to herself.
“What?” Or so she thought.
Hinata shook her head vigorously. “N-Nothing. It’s-” Her words were failing to pass the lump in her throat. All she could do was swallow the tears and lump as deep as she could-
“Don’t cry- don’t cry. I said I was sorry.”
Hinata shook her head from left to right. She did it again, this time slower. She did it again, and again, and again until-
“Oi.” His voice resonated through her mind. When she looked up she saw his hand stretched out. “Here, take my hand. Don’t worry, you don’t have to be scared -- I’m here. .”
Her eyes shot from his eyes to his hand and then back at his eyes again. And although they were trembling, her hand reciprocated-
“No one wants to be seen with you with that haircut!”
Her hand retreated. Her eyes fell from his again as she whispered. “It’s okay…”
“I like your hair.”
Hinata shook his voice out of her head. It was a dream. It had all been a dream. A dream that wasn’t bound to be a reality…
She didn’t see his reaction. She didn’t have to. She knew that it was for the best. By the time they reach Konoha he would separate from her anyway and pretend like he didn’t know her. After all, a Hyuuga with short hair wasn't a Hyuuga worth the pride, prestige and honour.
Sasuke looked back at Hinata. “You don’t have to walk so far behind, you know.”
Nothing.
Sasuke groaned, and in a split second found himself in front of Hinata. He watched as the heiress let out a tiny gasp. “It would be dangerous if you got lost, stay close to me.”
“I-I.. It’s fine. I-”
“No,” Sasuke grabbed her hand, rather roughly. “It is not. Stay close to me.”
The tears were starting again. Hinata took her other hand and slapped it in front of her mouth to hide her- she wheezed. His eyes were upon her so quickly that all she could do was wave her free hand to signal that she was okay. It was to no avail as their footsteps had stopped and Sauske had fully turned around to her.
Hinata’s lips parted in a final attempt to assure Sasuke that she is okay. Or was okay. His palm, his pleasant and soft palm, was on her cheek. His thumb dried the tears on her left side. His other hand quickly followed and dried the tears on the other side.
“Please,” he spoke, continually rubbing away at her cheeks that had long dried up, “don’t cry.”
Sasuke’s glare lingered on her for a while before his forehead was upon hers. “I’m right here. So please,” he locked his eyes with hers, “don’t cry anymore.”
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*Streets of Konoha*
It was for the best. She couldn’t burden him by being seen with her. She couldn’t risk-
Don’t cry- don’t cry.
“Hic.” She wiped the incoming tears. She felt no malice in his attempt to make her not cry. Instead, she could sense worry in his voice as he said. How could she even think he was being malicious when-
Sorry, for hurting you.
A weak weep escaped her throat. He had been so kind to her in the little time they had been in each other’s vicinity that she wanted to see him again. She wanted to- She wanted to be his-
“No one wants to be seen with you with that haircut!”
“-friend!”
“What was that?”
“Isn’t that-”
“Why does she not grow out her hair?”
“Shhh… i think she heard you.”
Embarrassed to find that she was in the heart of the Konoha market, Hinata dashed through the people and found herself somewhere around the academy. She was walking alongside the benches and saw a couple of her classmates. She looked away quickly as she saw how they went their fingers through their waist-length hair.
“Did you hear? Did you hear?” One spoke.
As she walked past them her mind drifted back to Sasuke, and how she wished to see him again to try and… befriend him. He seemed nice enough. He seemed to not mind her hair. He seemed to not-
The other giggled. “Is it about Sasuke?”
…..
Hinata’s footsteps came to a halt.
“Yes! I couldn’t believe it either.”
Hinata nervously chewed on her lower-lip over the anticipation for what they were going to say.
“To think that he likes girls with long hair! Who would have thought? His mother has long hair as well. And so do I. It was meant to be!”
“Not with that big forehead of yours.”
“Well, excuse me!”
……
Her shoulders felt a slight tuck as she continued walking. Of course, he did.
“No one will want to be around you when you look like a boy.”
She rubbed the back of her neck.
Of course, he did...
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*Uchiha Compound*
The sliding doors were shut open by a disgruntled Sasuke. Itachi looked up from his desk and gave him a small smile.
“Oh, Sasuke. You’re back.”
Sasuke scoffed. “No thanks to you.”
Sasuke flopped onto his brother’s bed, shifting to the side that faced the window. The curtains were pulled and the light from the moon nearly blinded Sasuke, yet he continued to stare. He stared into the blinding abyss. It sucked him into a profound state of calmness. The moon’s aura was so calming and pure that he couldn’t stop thinking about-
“Why is she like that?”
“Which fangirl is it now?”
Sasuke, remaining in his position, said. “No.”
“You mean, Hinata?”
Sasuke nodded. He heard Itachi place his pencil down, and look his way. “It can’t be helped. She keeps her hair short..”
“So what about it?”
Sigh. “The Hyuugas are prideful, just like us. But they show and honour them in different ways.”
Sasuke blinked. Itachi continued. “Hinata keeping her hair short is seen as a dishonour to their clan-”
“Her hair!” He yelled, rising to his feet. “There’s nothing wrong with her hair!”
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“You shouldn’t fall asleep in a place like this.”
Laughters of joy echoed into the realms of her mind. She had never felt this much happiness since she was born. She never knew such levels of happiness existed. Or that she could ever achieve it in her lifetime. But here she was, laughing with her friend whom she hadn’t given a name to. He was a friend that resembled a boy she had once seen but… they weren’t the same. Her friend was different. Her friend didn’t think of her as a burden, a disgrace, a waste.
No.
He… liked her. He never distanced himself from her. In fact he would fight to stay right by her side. But it was only within her dreams that he existed. It was only within her dreams that she could love, touch and feel the spirit of her friend whom she knew cherished her. It was only within these dreams that-
“You know you can find me outside this realm, right?”
Hinata raised her brows. “Eh?”
Although he looked like Sasuke, he wasn’t Sasuke. He wasn’t-
I’m right here. So please, don’t cry anymore.”
Here, take my hand.
Don’t worry, you don’t have to be scared.
She saw him nod. Hinata shook her head vigorously. “No…”
“Hinata.”
“No.” She blocked her ears. “No. No…! I want you to exist but,” she looked at him, “you don’t.”
The downward smile told her that she had upset him. But before she could reach for him her entire world shook.
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Hinata opened her eyes to feel her cheek being nibbled on by a moist sentient. She blinked twice before realising that she was surrounded by the ducks she had come to feed. “Huh?”
Her fingers pinched the bread piece in her hand. She had fallen asleep, but how- “You shouldn’t fall asleep in a place like this.”
“Eh?!” Hinata sat up, scaring the ducks away. As she rose up she found a fan symbol facing her.
“Sa-Sasuke-kun?”
He turned his head around. His face was in a frown. “What are you doing out here? It’s dangerous.”
Hinata blinked again. “I… I don’t- I was feeding the ducks.”
Sasuke looked at the bags of bread and the piece in her hand. “Seems like they aren’t interested.”
The corner of her lips threatened to lift. She wanted-- she lifted her sleeve to cover for the tiny smile that arose on her face. “Doesn’t that apply to you as well?”
Sasuke scoffed. “I’m older than you. I can handl-”
“How old are you?”
Sasuke shot her a death glare. “It’s rude to interrupt-”
“I’m 7 years old-” - “Oi!”
….
….
….
Her sides were tingling and her throat was itching to- “Ha ha ha!”
“Hmph! And here I thought I would-” In a split second, Hinata was upon him. Her bangs covered her eyes but Sasuke felt an area of his shirt stick to him.
“Don’t leave me.” She uttered into the silence of the air.
Hinata felt a pair of hands on her shoulder. “And if I do?”
Her petite figure trembled like never before. She didn’t want to- She didn’t want him to leave. She wanted to be his friend. He had shown her so much kindness in the little time they spent together. What he did for her in the forest was something she thought no one would ever do for her. What he did for her- from drying her tears away, holding her hand, rubbing foreheads -- What he said to her-
To think that he likes girls with long hair!
Long hair!
Long hair!
Long hair!
It was too good to be true, she thought. Heh, it was too good to be true after all.
“No one will want to be around you when you look like a boy.”
Too good.
“Your hair is a disgrace.”
Her hold on him loosened.
“No one will want to be around you when you look like a boy.”
Too good to be true, right?
“Your haircut is an insult to the Hyuuga family.”
She took a step back and cleaned her kimono
“No one wants to be seen with you with that haircut!”
It was too good to expect anyone to like her hair, to like her… right?
She turned around. Right?
Sasuke took hold of her wrist. “Where are you-”
“You don’t need to pretend anymore!!” She roared
Sasuke groaned. “What are you talking about?!”
“I know I’m not worth the trouble!” She cried as she tried to pull away from Sasuke.
“And I’m asking you, what are you talking about?!”
Her voice cracked. “My father has always told me,” her breath heaved, “that my hair would never- gulp- never attract anyone!”
“But I-”
“No one would ever want to be seen with me in public because of my hair! My hair is a disgrace to the Hyuuga Clan. My hair is a curse-” - “Hinata, I-” “My hair-!”
“I like your hair!”
The leaves danced along to the wind, and the sounds of ruffled feathers echoed the atmosphere. Hinata had stopped resisting and was instead stunned in place.
“Your hair is not a curse. It’s a blessing.”
Her eyes widened beyond what she could comprehend.
Your hair is a blessing.”
“Your hair is what makes Hinata, Hinata.” The moment she looked back she saw the corners of Sasuke’s lips face upwards.
Sasuke felt his cheeks heat at her intense stare, and looked down as a result. “And whoever told you otherwise is a liar.” He mumbled to himself.
“D-D-Did you really mean that?”
Sasuke smirked. He went from holding her wrist to tangling his fingers with hers. He went in front and looked back at her. “Come with me.”
“E-Eh?”
Hinata did not have time to process as she was being pulled away from the ducks and back to Konoha. When she saw the gates, she instinctively tried to pull away but Sasuke’s grip held firm in her hands. “S-Sasuke-kun?”
His only response was another smirk.
And so they walked. They walked the streets of Konoha with eyes plastered on them. At least that is what Hinata could tell from many whispers and gasps she heard as her head was glued to her toes. She could not look up, no matter-
“Is that Hiashi?”
Her face shot up. No… She could hear it. She could hear his voice, and they were telling her to look away from him. They were telling her how she should be ashamed of herself. They were telling her how much her hair was making her look a fool in front of all these people. They were telling her-!
“I like your hair!”
And just like that, her vision was back on Sasuke who continued to walk.. She inhaled deeply as the sounds of her father’s footsteps neared. She exhaled, keeping a firm look ahead. Her eyes directed back at her father which resulted in his eyebrows raising.
Your hair is a blessing.”
Her hair was a blessing, a message her eyes transferred over to her fathers as the two walked past him.
“Your hair is a part of who you are.”
“Hinata,” Hinata tilted her head to see the side of his face. Sasuke smiled at her. “Let’s be friends.”
Hinata smiled. Her smile grew wider and wider to the point where she couldn’t feel her cheeks. “Yes,” she nodded while giving his hand a tight squeeze.
A birthmark that bound the souls of two people together. A birthmark whose glow was a sign that the two souls had been bound. A birthmark that lets the actions of the person be used as words.
If bumping shoulders meant ‘hello’
If holding hands meant ‘I love you’
If holding each other meant… ‘I’m going to miss you...
Goodbye.
It had all happened so fast. She was bored and she saw him. She couldn’t help herself, so she followed him. She followed him far into the forests of Konoha where he stopped by a riverstream. As if the moon guided her body, she found herself standing before him when she was meant to hide behind the trees.
Noticing a presence behind him, the Uchiha looked behind him. The chilly breeze blew the strands away from their foreheads and that’s when they both gasped. She couldn’t believe it. It was shaped like a half-moon. Just like hers. It glowed in the moonlight. Just like hers. And it fostered a sense of longing. Something she could feel from him. And so by the guidance of the moon, she- they couldn’t stop themselves. For in that moment of silence where their foreheads connected, it was settled.
They were bound.
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*Pant*
*Pant*
*Pant*
It had only been a year since then. Since then Hinata hadn’t gotten to know Sasuke. In fact she barely spoke a word to him in the academy. But… she didn’t have to. They would hold hands on their way to the academy and separate from there. They would sit next to each other and purposely bump their knees against each other to be discreet. Even during line-up, Hinata would hold the hem of his shirt as a way to calm her nerves before their inevitable separation.
He must be there. There was no way he was gone. He needed to be there! There was no way he was dead!
But he had disappeared.
Hinata flew through the branches that threatened to slow her down through their scratching, pulling and ravaging. The ends of her kimono were unrecognisable, she was adding more bruises to the list from her spare with her father but she didn’t care. She couldn’t care. Once she saw an opening and heard the streams of water, her legs catapulted her through the clearing and onto the river stream-
He wasn’t there.
They have been massac-
He hadn’t shown up for a month. The Uchiha massacre happened 2 months ago.
“No!” She yelped through her tears.
“No…” She cried. “Sasuke-KUN!!”
“Why are you crying, aga-”
In the blink of an eye, she was upon him. Hinata was desperately clinging onto his shirt, wetting it in the process from the overflow of her tears. She was convinced that she was talking to a ghost. Even if the soothing head-patting told her otherwise. Even if the glowing birthmark was responding to hers.
“You’re alive.” She said. Her breath hitched as she continued. “Y-You’re not dead?”
Sasuke tightened his hold. “I won’t die so easily.”
The moon shone through the streets of Konoha. Sasuke found himself lying on top of his roof at the Uchiha compound. Sasuke closed his eyes and welcomed the growing warmth on his left side. “Couldn’t sleep?”
Hinata shook her head. “I couldn’t stop thinking about something I had read.”
The silence was confirmation enough to continue. “I read that the touches of two bound birthmarks become addicting. But,” she raised her head to find Sasuke looking down at her. She quickly looked away to hide her blush. “That’s not true for us, is it?”
Sasuke kept his eyes glued to her as she shifted closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“No,” he felt her head rest on his chest. Sasuke wrung his arm around her shoulder. “It’s not.”
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Sasuke had grown distant -- is what people said. Sasuke was going to descend into madness -- is what people wanted to believe. But… But-- they were wrong -- is what Hinata would say and want people to believe.
They were standing near the benches by the academy. Sasuke was without his forehead protector. And Hinata barely had the time to put on her jacket before rushing out to say her final goodbyes. Sasuke turned his heel to face Hinata. Their hair strands were dancing in the wind as they locked eyes -- and then they stood right before one another. With their birthmarks rubbing against each other, and their arms wrapped tightly around each other, they both spoke in silence:
If you had told me this was the beginning of the end, I would have believed you.
If you had told me that this was the beginning of us, I wouldn’t believe you.
I didn’t want to believe you. I didn’t want to believe you because… it would mean that I could have my happy ending.
And I couldn’t believe that.
He had done it. He knew that Itachi’s corpse was slowly withering away next to him, but that’s all he saw before his own eyelids shut down. He couldn’t say he was happy. But he wasn’t sad either. If this was the end, then so be it. Let it be the end of the Uchiha Clan. He had avenged his Clan, his parents… and yet… he hadn’t done anything for himself.
He had avenged the Uchiha in him. But he was Sasuke. His name was Sasuke. Tsk, why did he stress over that?
Because your name is Sasuke, right?
Hn. He was going to die here, anyway. This was the end. And he was okay with it. At least he was far away from Hinata. He knew… Sasuke knew that if Hinata had any chance of reaching him she could abandon all else just for him. That was who she was. That was what he knew her for…
That was what he loved her for.
And he was happy that he, at least, wasn’t going to get in her way anymore and worry her endlessly.
Hinata… And to think he was going to die, knowing that his name was worth something outside of being an Uchiha.
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~ 9 years ago
Sasuke fiddled with a pebble in his hand. He was sitting at his usual spot by the river stream in Konoha.
“Uchiha Sasuke. Got nothing but his clan’s name going for him”
“The lone survivor of the Uchiha Clan.”
“An Uchiha, huh? Tsk, he’s probably full of it.”
“Uchiha… Sasuke?”“Uchiha Sasuke?! He’s so cute! Everyone knows who Sasuke is, he’s an Uchiha, afterall!”
“Uchiha”
“Uchiha”
“Uchiha”
He was nothing but a name to them. A name that wasn’t even his. A name that didn’t speak for who Sasuke really was. A name that- Sasuke vehemently shook his head. He was a proud member of the Uchiha Clan. Being a part of the Uchiha Clan was one of the highest honors any shinobi could ask for. And he was one. The Uchiha’s were revered as being one of the most powerful Clans. Their Kekkai Genkei, Clan secrets, clan techniques were all highly sought after by enemies. He was going to restore the pride of the Uchiha Clan, and remind everyone that the Uchihas continue to be a fearful force to be reckoned with!
*Quak, quak, quak*
Sasuke launched the pebble into the river stream, scaring the ducks away. Tsk, there shouldn’t be any ducks in this snowy weather. He sat down, knees against his chest.
Sasuke! I’m going to defeat you, dattebayo!
“Sasuke-kun! Erm… I… You know, I… I lo-”
“Sasuke-kun, well done. I expected nothing less from a member of the Uchiha Clan”
He was nothing but his Clan’s representation for them. His name, his being, his existence was nothing if it weren’t for his Clan’s name. If it weren’t Uchiha, it was (Uchiha) Sasuke. Never Sasuke.
“You’re nothing but a Hyuuga snob!”
Huh? Sasuke turned his head in the direction of the voice. Out of curiosity, he followed the cries of a girl in the name direction.
“Look at those eyes! They are so creepy!” One said.
Sasuke was hiding behind a tree. He peeped his head and spotted 3 boys surrounding a girl on the floor. As he squeezed his eyes to get a better look of her another one spoke.
“I know, right?! Who do the Hyuugas think they are? Parading Konoha as this prestigious clan when they look like this?!”
“T-That’s not- Ah!” A palm flew across her cheek.
“Shut up! You are no better than the Uchiha Clan.”
….
“Yeah, good riddance to that Clan. They were nothing but a bunch of snobs!”
“Yeah, your clan should be next.”
“N-Next?”
The boy closed in on her. Hinata crawled away until she came to a stop thanks to the third boy.
The boy in front of her threw a malicious grin her way. “To be massacred!”
Ha ha ha!!
“H-How could you say such-” - “Haaa?! Didn’t I tell you to shut up!-”
BANG..
BAM.
BASH!
BANG!!
BANG!!!
BANG!!!!
BANG!!!!!
She heard the blows. She heard the fists connect. But she felt nothing. All she felt was an overwhelming presence standing before her. When she opened her eyelids, the first thing she saw was a fan. A fan was all she got to see before the figure poofed in thin air.
“Was that?...” Hinata looked to both of her sides, but nothing. She stood. Looking behind her, and then in front.
He wasn’t there. She wanted to thank him. Had it not been for him, she would have been… again. Although premature, she raised her finger to her face.
Byakugan!
Hinata couldn’t explain this desire to thank him. He had just saved her and she was indebted to him. They would find all types of ways to isolate her and- found him!
She ran, ran, and ran some more. The closer she got, the more desperate she became. She had heard from her mother about the Uchiha massacre. Though she never spoke to Sasuke, she never saw him hanging with anyone. He left as quickly as he came. He kept to himself during classes, lunch, break, activities - everything. No one, even his pursuers, knew anything about him. All they knew about him was that he was an Uchiha. All the things they said about him were nothing but a false image that his clan pushed to the public. His intelligence, his skills, his demeanour. None of what they said described the boy underneath the ‘Uchiha’ label.
To be massacred!
[...] good riddance to that Clan.
They were nothing but a bunch of snobs!
As if she wanted to shut her ears out, Hinata’s eyelids dropped. Such cruelty. And to think Sasuke heard that. A part of her couldn’t help but blame herself for this. She… she wanted to apologise. She wanted to thank him and apologise. She- “Sasuke-ku-!”
*Thumb*
Despite the throbbing pain in her knee, and the cold snow singing her face with cold, she scrambled to push herself up. In the moment she raised her head, she saw obsidian eyes staring into hers -- there was nothing. “E-Erm… I’m-”
“Go away.”
She blinked. “Eh?”
“If you thought I saved you, then think again. Now, go away.” He turned his heel and took a step forward.
“W-Wait. I wanted to-”
In an abrasive, yet throbbing tone, he yelled. “Go home!”
“S-Sasuke-kun-”
“I said!” Sasuke said. With the twist of a heel, the spin of a body and… rain. Sasuke screamed.
“Leave!”
It had started to rain. Despite his insistence on her leaving. Despite the aggressiveness, sternness and furiness behind his tone. Despite the frown on his face. Despite every single body part that said otherwise, his eyes did not lie. His eyes were wavering, shaking, and defeated.
Hinata stood.
Clank
Clank
Clank
Clank
Clank
“But,” she raised her hand and slid her finger from his chin up to his eyes, “you are crying.”
In a jittery tone, Sasuke uttered a silent ‘huh?’
Hinata wiped another tear from his cheek, and then another one. She didn’t stop until the tears were no more and his face dried with the remnant teardrops. A tiny whimper escaped her petite lips, and before she knew it, her cheeks felt the imminent streams of water flow down.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered in a low cry. Her fingers were still rubbing his cheeks clean of nothing.
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That had been the beginning.
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~ 6 years ago
At a faraway grassfield, lay an upset Sasuke. Yet another fight with Naruto. Yet another headache from his fangirls.. Yet another day has passed and he wasn’t one step closer to the power thanks to his useless sensei, Iruka. There was no one Sasuke could rely on. No one that wouldn’t run him off with their… way of being! No one. Not even -- No, especially that girl.
She would always sit a row behind him, stand close to him during lineups, and volunteer to be his sparring partner when the fangirls weren’t looking. And when she wasn’t chosen, she had that look of concern. Why she would go through all this trouble is beyond him.
Since that winter day, she wouldn’t leave him alone. No matter how many times he had told her to leave, she would just stand there with that look. A look that he couldn’t read no matter how hard he tried. He knew she was always somewhere lurking, and he couldn’t understand why. He never did anything for her. Nothing!
Who is this ‘she’? Sasuke didn’t know himself. He never bothered remembering her name. Why would he want to remember her name, anyway? She’s a nobody. She’s nothing to him. She’s a Hyuuga-- Hinata--. She’s weak. She cries too much. She’s, she’s, she’s-!
“Oi, Hinata! Why are you standing over there?”
“E-Eh?”
~ Moments later
An exacerbated sigh escaped Sasuke’s lips as he felt every nerve in his body relax-
“Sasuke-kun, well done. I expected nothing less from a member of the Uchiha Clan”
Or not.
“Hinata,” he started.
“What does my name mean to you?” Hinata finished.
Sasuke threw a sharp look her way.
A tiny smile arose on Hinata’s face. “You always ask this question when you are upset, Sasuke-kun.”
One thing he couldn’t stand about Hinata was the simple fact that she knew him well. A little too well. He was angry, or so he thought he was. Actually, he couldn’t be angry. He had never gotten angry at her. He couldn’t get angry at her. No matter how much he tried. She was no different from the fangirls with all the stalking, so why would he open his doors to her? Why was she the only person he could- he didn’t want to finish that sentence.
“Hmph! That wasn’t what I was going to ask.”
Hinata giggled, bringing her knees to her chest. She closed her eyes, lamenting on the day he saved her from the bullies. Ever since then Hinata has tried to find a way to owe him the favour. But she didn’t know how to… is what she kept telling herself for years. She knew how to owe him back. She could buy him a month's worth of tomatoes. She could cook him all his favorite treats. She could do so much for him, but what she wanted to do- what she wanted to be for him- was a person he could shoulder his burden on.
Why? Her shoulders shrugged. She didn’t-- her eyes fell on Sasuke whose eyes were closed. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt her cheeks heating up.
Hinata’s head fell a tad bit. Who was she kidding? How was she any different from the fangirls that pursued his every move. She was no different from them. She would say she was worse than them because of how persistent she was, but… how couldn’t she think she was different when he--
“You’re blushing again.”
-- when he is this way! Unlike the others, he would let her stay by his side. Unlike the others, he would let her talk to her and actually listen to what she has to say. She never did anything for him. She has yet to thank him for-- wait! She never even thanked him for saving her that day! She-
“But really,” Sasuke said, sitting up.
“H-huh?”
This time Sasuke locked his eyes with hers. “What does my name mean to you?”
“Your name… means a lot to me.” She smiled. Sasuke was taken aback.
“You saved me. But that’s not the only reason. That day… the day you cried.” Sasuke winced, tightening his fist. “I just couldn’t leave you alone-”
“Why?!” He lashed out. “Everybody is the same, after all! Everybody sees me as nothing more than an Uchiha who needs coddling!” He looked down at Hinata who was getting up herself.
She closed the distance between them in seconds. He watched as she raised her finger to his cheeks, making her way up to his teary eye.
“That’s not true.” She whispered.
“You are no better than the Uchiha Clan.”
She wiped another tear as another fell. “That’s not true..!.”
“Yeah, good riddance to that Clan.”
The words were sharp yet voluptuous. More tears kept falling and vision became blurry. “That’s not-!”
“Hinata.” She felt a warm hand upon hers. “That’s enough.”
“B-But. What they said was mean!”
“That’s-
“No!” She shook her head. “I… I… I’m so happy I got to meet you in this lifetime!”
…..in this lifetime...
….this lifetime…!
….lifetime!
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“Lifetime, huh?...”
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~ 3 years ago
The night was particularly quiet. But that figures because Sasuke was about to leave her-- Konoha. He was about to leave Konoha.
The note he held in his hand would do the job, he thought. It didn’t need more. She would understand. Hinata would-
I’m so happy I got to meet you in this lifetime!
The sleeping princess in front of him was glowing in the moonlight. He knew he owed no one an explanation. He knew that he had to do this. He knew that he couldn’t- Sasuke knelt down and took his time to take in every last detail he could. This would be his last time. This would be the last time he would get to be this close to her. He drew her hair strands away from her face. The knuckles that caressed her cheeks as he did so felt warm against them.
Hinata. The only one who seemingly cared about Sasuke as a person. The only person who saw him for who he was. Someone that even he didn’t know. This was going to be the last. He gave her small hand with the note a tiny squeeze before standing up.
“Thank you,” he said as he turned around, “Hinata.”
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Sasuke couldn’t feel anything around him. Not the concrete his back was leaning against. Not the blood dripping from his forehead, not the pouring raindrops on his skin, nothing. He couldn’t hear any of the outside world. That is what he said against the warm source around his chest.
“-uke-kun!”
He wasn’t supposed to feel anything with his chakra levels being so low, so why?
“Sas… kun!”
Why was she here?!
“Sasuke-kun! Stay with me!”
Why?! He felt the droplets of rain tip against his eyelashes. That damn Hyuuga! He didn’t want to. He didn’t care! He didn’t want to see that face. He had resigned to a void of eternal darkness as his final moment. So, why? Why did his eyes flutter open to find a concerned Hinata desperately wording his name in tears?
It hurts everywhere.
“Sasuke-kun, stay with me!”
Why? Why are you crying? Why do you always do this for me? Did she not read the note? Did the note slip away? Why? Why, why, why?!
Her eyes hadn’t changed. That same look that she used to give him for years. That look that he couldn’t read in all those years. Why, what were those eyes that were tearing huge drops of water telling him?
“Hinata… why?”
“Why?” She repeated with her shoulders trembling. “Because,” she locked her eyes with his, “because…” she bit her lower lip. “Because I love you!”
Despite his weakening body, Sasuke felt a heavy pump in his heart.
“Sasuke-kun, you’re mean. What was that note? ‘Don’t come for me’? Why wouldn’t I come for you? When you let me into your world, I promised myself that I wouldn’t be a burden to you! That I wouldn’t make you regret it and yet… you left. I… I…!”
Sasuke pushed through the aching pain in his arm to reach for cheeks. He wiped as many tears as he could in the moment that was filled with Hinata’s low whimpers. “That’s enough.”
“No, it’s not- I! I-” Her words were cut short by the sudden push she felt from behind her head, and before she knew it her face was pressed against his chest.
“Thank you.”
“Eh?...”
“Thank you.”
Hinata felt another set of tears stream down her cheeks. She gently wrapped her arms around Sasuke’s back. She began the healing process again. “D-Don’t die, Sasuke-kun. Please… don’t die.”
He stroked her head. “Hinata...”
Hinata raised her head to find- a tear from above dropped to her cheek.
SS fandom went mad because NH got The Last movie, and just went on to attack NH fandom and act superior. Then SS calmed down with the news of the Gaiden featuring their ship. Then went mad again after the Gaiden finished because it didn't picture their ship like they wanted it to be, attacking other ships especially NH for no good reason. If you were there in 2014/2015 you would have seen how toxic SS fandom was towards others it's crazy.
O-O okay wow. I dont want to seem biased with my fandom and I also do not intend on starting ship wars but damn if im being honest, even on twitter you can tell how rabid some of their fans are. These are all my personal experiences and observations so please dont take it seriously :[] I also really wanna share this type of behavior and say that this isnt healthy AT ALL nor is it funny or whatever the fuck some fans intend it to be. No one should go through these lengths for a bunch of pixels.
Say one wrong thing about their ship, you'll most likely get death threats on your cc. A mutual of mine interacted with this big ss account (negative interaction yaddayadda), they stalked her account and got sent death threats. ALSO there was this one time trinity (bkgsbby) held this sort of narutwt confession thingy where you get to post anonymous confessions and it gets posted on her account. There were a ton of negativeity towards SS (also NH) and they were LOSING IT. This one acc fucking ATTACKED TRINITY and called her out for "being biased and only picking the bad stuff for ss boohoo" when none of those confessions were even trinity's😩 Its like youre BANNED from saying anything negative against SS or else they'll come for you. Like really come for you.
Idk but from what ive noticed, they also have this need to compare The Last and Sauce Retsuden, they downplay NH with the same argument "they only fell in love because of genjutsu! Forced ship! Shitty development!" Lol okay, talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Not gonna lie, not one single canon ship in Naruto was developed properly (maybe shikatema but you already knew that) but SS and NH fans calling each other underdeveloped ships will always be COMEDIC GOLD.
For some fucking reason it is illegal to ship sasuhina and or sasunaru over there. Not kidding. Say anything about Sasuke being gay and they'll come for your head. "Sasuke was intimate with Sakura!! Sasuke isn't gay!!!! 😡😡😡" "Sasuke never interacted with Hinata!!! How dare you ship Sasuke with another woman that isnt Sakura😡😡😡😡" Now im not saying this behavior only applies to their fandom, but it's pretty rampant over there. I dont want to seem passive aggressive.
I shit you not, my mutual and I were making these fun little headcanons of Sasuhina and they started popping out of nowhere. They were pissed lmao. "Sasuke doesnt even know Hinata's name wtf"
who CARESSSSSSSS UGHHH
No but whats WORSE, is when this sh artist on twitter was having this ship discourse sh vs ss and they just started calling her art "ugly" and "that it gave off deviantartvibes" and that sasuhina artist was untalented blahbah. Like say whatever the fuck you wanna say about the ficitional characters but attacking real people REAL PEOPLE all because they said something bad about your favorite drawing is low as fuck. Whatever fandom youre from be it ss nh ns sh sns, god knows how many fucking fandoms there are in Naruto, never NEVER attack artists for their art or talent because wtf
They also have this sort of pact with the NS stans just so they could shit on NH, the exact same people who call naruto "an ugly blond orphan" or "third wheel" for their SS ship lmao aight. They'll say anything just to downplay NH for god knows what reason. "Naruino and Narugaa had more chemistry than Naruhina!" "Naruhina had a forced marriage ahAhAha!!" "Sasuke Retsuden>>>>>>>> The Last". Trust me, no one GIVES A FUCK.
If im being honest, theyre one of the main reasons why I hate narutwt so much. They take SS to the heart, they start ganging up and attack any person on sight who shits on their ship with death threats and other harrassments. Its so unhealthy and toxic that they ruin everything for the other fans. Dont do this please. Whatever fandom you come from dont follow this type of behavior. Its perfectly fine to be passionate about something but always draw the line between an obsession and pure enjoyment. Honey, take a break from your phone for a while. Sasuke and Sakura arent real. Theyre not going to pop out of the screen and thank you.
Now i believe there are bad apples in every fandom but from what ive observed in my twt acc (biggest mistake of my life was making one in the first place) their fandom has the most noticeable negativity and toxicity on twitter. Its like when you see these two emojis together 🍅🌸 your first instinct would be to run and you'll be getting war flashbacks or something.
This is on twitter. I dont know any ss stan outside of twitter, im not generalizing the fandom
AND IF YOURE AN NH FAN WHO DOES THAT SAME SHIT, FUCK OFF. I AM NOT CONDONING YOUR BEHVIOR ALL BECAUSE WE LIKE THE SAME THING. GET OUT OF MY SIGHT SCUM *spits in your face*
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