In my SOSAS / Ozora Kai verse, Tenten gets very upset the closer to her move out of the Hidden Leaf because she’s a) going to be alone and on her own own, with no safety net, and b) she’s leaving behind her family and her friends, all the bonds she’s made, even though distance couldn’t break those, but she’s still upset about leaving because she won’t be spending physical time ( hanging out ) with those people. She spends a lot of time crying over it, privately, because of her fear of abandonment ( thinking she and her bonds will grow apart ) and being alone alone. Sure, she’s independent, but friends and family had always been within immediate reach if she needed them, and it’s frightening to her that all that will disappear once she’s days worths of travel apart from her loved ones. The only three people she openly sobs too are Gai, Lee, and Hinata. She cries when she has to say her final goodbyes to them in person, knowing she will visit them and they her, but it still is hard for her, and she probably hugs them each for far too long on the day of her departure.
hersteel hc are so freaking on point! Honestly, talking to her about Tenten always makes me smile && her meta's on tenten && food make me hungry haha. Everything about Tenten is so though out, I'm a sucker for small details, you know the every day mundane everyday stuff, && Luna does not disappoint. Luna's Tenten is so real, her crossover verses are just so intricate.
she passes the other some paperwork , red nails pointed at something the other could find intentionally interesting , " see , look here. this right here says it's a uzumaki seal , so i don't understand how that kiri-nin managed to pull it off. " features darken , " i should have killed him is what i should have done. what would you have done ? "
THOUGH KIN OF A KIND, FAMILY IS FAMILY; and however broken their clan may be, Tenten often finds herself concerned, curious even, over the welfare of her clansmen, her comrades ( Naruto and Karin ). She doesn’t see either as much as she’d like; each busy within their own lives, and even then, Karin is who she is, and that means SAVORING the select moments that she agrees to be cordially hosted.
FINGERS CURL AROUND HEATED PORCELAIN, lifting hot contents towards eager lips. Cup lingers mere inches from pursed, smiling, lips as Tenten inhales the ASTOUNDING aroma of the tea she’s prepared for herself and Karin. They sit, sharing stories and sipping their tea, the ambiance of sea swells and Huang Hai’s chortling filling the silence between their friendly exchanges. With pleasantries passing, Karin produces a file, providing explanation and thoughts as she hands the paperwork to her fellow Uzumaki. Tenten scans the documents, evaluating all of Karin’s notes; it details a FOREIGN shinobi, executing techniques that are known only to be that of the Uzumaki.
HARDENED HUES HOVER OVER FAMILIAR MOTIFS. She’s accustom to the markings on the parchment; symbols, figures, and patterns used within sealing and unsealing techniques, many that she’s penned during her discoveries and experiments with fuinjutsu. Though, a less formal, yet all too familiar, motif lay at the center of the sketched replica. The symbol of their shared, but scattered, lineage, the spiral of the UZUMAKI. Her gaze lifts, brows scrunching as she processes what she may have done in such an encounter, “ I’d like to think I would have captured him for questioning, but if he was a threat, I likely would have killed him to protect my village. ”
PAPERS ARE PLACED UPON POLISHED MAHOGANY, and Tenten stands, moving to approach Huang Hai who sits, serene, upon a perch. Her hand finds his head, fingers curling as she scratches gently; “ There were survivors of the attack on Uzushio, ” she muses, a glance given to Karin, “ he could be an Uzumaki, taught by parents and tradition or texts. If we ask for the help of the Yamanaka, we could find out how he knows what he knows. ”
i need to make a dual oc blog for zhenjin and sun, but uh, for now, i’m just going to leave this here. when zhenjin and sun run around the house playing as young children ( like five years old ??? ), they experience extreme emotions, like happiness if they are playing “ ninjas ” or something, and without proper control of their chakra, the space around them gets really cold in temperature, and sometimes if they hit the ground really hard from like a fall / trip / jump, catching themselves with their hands or landing on their feet, they leave little icy spots ( hand prints / footprints ). when tenten and izo notice this, izo begins to train the boys to control their chakra properly, and not exert chakra unnecessarily like they do when playing rough.
tenten LOVES to eat, but her favorite food style is dumplings. you can stuff dumplings with different fillings for different flavor profiles, and that’s appealing to her. her favorite flavor profiles are reminiscent of northern chinese cuisines flavors / tendencies and western chinese cuisine ( more so tibetan ) flavors / tendencies. her favorite meats are duck and mutton. tenten’s also proficient in using chopsticks to eat, but, uh, she could kill a motherfucker with them.
tenten’s chakra aura / chakra signature is gold. courtesy of CHAKRABITE !! i really enjoy her aura being the color gold, and the symbolism behind the color itself works for who she has become as a person as well.
it's warm , loving , strength. hues of brown mixed in , it's like , freshly baked cookies ( CHAKRABITE )
i'm going to ask you here, because i want everyone to see ur beautiful answer. i wanted to know: what did tenten not agree with or dislike about the leaf that inspired her to leave?
I’D LIKE TO SAY WRITE NOW, AS A DISCLAIMER, this is all of what i think Tenten’s thoughts and feelings would be. They are not my own, and I have no issues with Sasuke lol. Tenten just doesn’t know the background information about why Sasuke is the way he is ??? And why he did what he did, etc., etc. SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW DIRTY THE LEAF IS, though we as writers / viewers do.
OH MY GOOGLY, VERONA, I LOVE THIS. this might take me a long time because OOF, her choice to leave was an extremely impulsive decision on her part. essentially, she’s kind of salty about how everything is dealt with in regards to sasuke, and tbh, she’s also deeply upset because of her dream in the infinite tsukuyomi ??? neji was alive, even if he was different, and just seeing him was like a huge slap in the face since he literally just died. she’s honestly just fed up with pretty much everything ??? she doesn’t know the whole story on any side though, and that’s why her decision was severely impulsive. neji died in the war, and his death WRECKED her, gai was brutally bound to a wheeled-chair the rest of his life, and her family, team gai, was essentially disrupted, and in this little au of ours, she’s unable to deal with her grief and cope properly and she stalls in anger / pain. I’M APOLOGIZING NOW BECAUSE MY THOUGHTS ARE EVERYWHERE…
i like to think it’s due to, my headcanon of her ancestry, and that she has uchiha genes. distant uchiha blood, mind you, like she doesn’t have the sharingan, never will alksdjflkasjdfklsf but, you know, i may be reaching for straws, but lkasjdflasjf. anyways, a switch flips in her mind and all this raw hatred is unleashed towards that which she thinks has caused her family to be destroyed. she blames the war at first, and then she starts to focus on the one person who did everything wrong, but seemingly is so easily pardoned for everything he’s done. even though some of his actions helped lead to the war, and the war is what destroyed the only family she ever had. a family she loved dearly. i realize gai didn’t / doesn’t die, but you cannot tell me he doesn’t have some kind of grief himself after he’s bound to a wield chair… she probably can’t stand seeing him defeated like that.
she didn’t understand how sasuke could be so easily forgiven, even if he DID help save the day during the war. she’s not sure exactly who is to blame for the war starting, and she knows rationally that it was probably a slew of things all together, but sasuke becomes the person she blames. i stand firmly in believing that, just before the war, she would have been on the side of eliminating sasuke after the hidden leaf learned of his dealings with the akatsuki organization. but, honestly, she’d likely think different if she knew just how responsible the hidden leaf was when it came to how sasuke turned out. as of right now, in canon, i don’t believe she knows anything about how dirty the hidden leaf was. her disliking of him in ROGUE, and most canon time-line verses that follow events, is primarily out of needing something / someone to blame for all this pain and anger she cannot deal with. that and like i said, she didn’t know about why he is the way he is, and how the villages / others were deeply responsible for things that happened.
They are UZUMAKI; Karin more-so than Tenten, but the connection is there. Her nostalgia of familial bonds is exploitable, and perhaps that's why Karin has come to her — if she knows... Tenten has heard of Karin's cunning, her sharp wit and intellect; she wouldn't put it past her to use knowledge to her advantage. Though, Tenten doesn't necessarily mind, she's used weakness to her advantage before too. ❝ What can I do for you, Karin? ❞
karin smiles , all pretty , all soft , all fake , at the other in front of her. she’s here on duty , as the kage of her village , of uzushiogakure. as someone who doesn’t want help from konoha in general – but she knows when she’s beaten. sure , tenten might be from konoha , but she’s got her own village , she’s her own leader in her right. nails scrape against palms , and oh , she hates asking for help. she’s been taught independence since she was small , to pull your own weight and not to depend on anyone else for help. she watched her mother , time after time , working herself to the bone , and watched how she had died due to her ideals and karin , karin won’t let that happen to her. crimson watches the other , the vibrant gold aura around tenten , how her chakra pulses with curiosity , the familiar thread of uzumaki chakra pulsing underneath everything and she’s so very interested in that. not that she personally knows a lot about tenten – not really. running through the list she’s made mentally of tenten , she’s a master at sealing , she lived in konoha , and she’s a weapons master. she has a village , she’s uzumaki. she sells weapons and makes a damn good living. she leans forward , head tilting and crimson sparkling behind lenses. it’d be a shame to rush into anything. “ you sound so serious , tenten ! can’t i just visit family ? ”she can , but she doesn’t just visit anyone. she’s learned a long time ago that people end up disappointing you , and maybe that’s why karin’s ended up surrounding herself in raging waters , and ghosts that won’t allow anyone else to get close to her in fear of people leaving her. who knows , she isn’t ready to think of such things. “ do ya have any sake ? you know what they say , drunk minds speak sober thoughts , and all that jazz. ”
ok ok i know i always say tenten is polite and patient, but my good, she’s fierce; as a kid, if someone was being bullied, tenten would jump tackle the bully, hold ‘em by the front of their shirt with one / both hands, and threaten to give them a “ knuckle sandwich. ” she is a fierce woman when it is required / necessary.
to what does tenten refer ? their short lives are a cycle of regrets, too-lates, & if-onlys, interspersed with rare happinesses hidden in the crevices between tragedies like a wildflower seed daring to grow in a bed of concrete. she could be referring to anything, from the most trivial of mistakes to her most common hauntings.
a flickering gaze — observing closed body language, flat intonation, the turned back. morose, then. he’ll hazard the assumption & behave accordingly.
he steps forward & takes her hand, threading their fingers together without a word, joining her to stand at the cliff’s precipice. the air is thinner here, outside the bustle & drone of the village. easier to breathe, less distractions. a glance at tenten from his periphery. sometimes, losing one’s distractions isn’t a good thing.
❛ And what do you know now, Tenten-chan ? ❜
lay on him your burdens, your secrets, your sins, dear friend. he’ll listen without judgement. he’ll never tell a soul.
THE WIND WHISPERS, as if he is standing there with her, right beside her, and her heart aches. Look up, he says, and her gaze shifts SKYWARD, where several birds soar, carefree and unconfined. Her eyes well, lids fluttering as she tries to hold the tears back. She’s CERTAIN her friends, her pillars of strength in times of sorrow, are tiring of these tears; she’s cried too many times, too easily over the loss of Neji, and it’s been years. JUST as Tenten has forced the tears away, frore fingers find hers and immediately the feelings she’s suppressed surge through her. Silently, sorrow SLIPS, dampening cheeks as she lowers her gaze, and turns her head, to give Haku the softest smile. Fingers tighten, giving his hand a good squeeze, “ That he will always be with me. ”
tenten’s favorite foods may be sesame dumplings, and a good deal of chinese-esque cuisines, but you can bet your sweet ass that she is the first one excited to join chouji to get some fcking food / barbecue. YA GURL LOVE TO EAT. she is not a picky eater at all, and will eat pretty much anything as long as it’s not some weird kind of organ. brains, hearts, and testicles are where she draws the line.
“ Hm, I don’t know about that, ” she ponders, fingers dipping beneath chocolate-auburn strands to scratch lightly, “ you were on a team with her, maybe she would. Did you like being a part of team seven? ”
After Tenten opens her shop and begins to gain a steady beat to her business, she is not able to volunteer as much as she’d like. Instead of working volunteer hours, she donates regularly to various causes, most often the orphanage. She will donate ryo / currency, but she will spend some of her personal time running charities ( bake events, where she bakes cupcakes, and invites other bakers to provide as well if they want ) or something as simple as collecting coats and clothing. She tries her hardest to help when and where she can.
“ no, art is only one of my interests. it’s like saying your only interest is weapons. i have others. ” it came out as forceful, but he truly didn’t intend it. it was just another misunderstanding waiting to happen. “ yes. i was on my way to take them back to library. they help me understand people and feelings. ”
IT MAKES SENSE and she feels ( partially ) guilty for making such a rough assumption about him. “ Huh, ” she exhales, choosing to ignore the steel of his response, “ have they been helpful? ” CURIOSITY drives her to reach within the pack and withdraw a book, it’s title reads ‘ Mistakes Were Made ( But Not By Me ). ‘ She glances at him, a brow RAISED; “ Is reading more helpful for you than hands-on experience? ”
