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[lilaclioness]

⅏ from neji!

[ @theirnindo ]

     The last few weeks have left her with a lot to think about.

     It’s disappointing, not making it to chūnin on her first try. But in the back of her mind, Hinata admittedly let her doubts fester. Quite a few rookies were giving the test a try this time around, and she knew that she was by far the underdog of them all. But she had to try. Had to lend her teammates what little strength she had to try and make it through.

     But her own run ended in disaster.

     Being bed-bound for so long left her restless, even if her new avenue of training was interesting in its own right. But renewed thoughts about herself, her clan, her cousin, and how they all fit together have been plaguing her since the fight that landed her in here in the first place.

     And though one would think it would resolve after the third exam (and the subsequent conflict after), Hinata still can’t shake her thoughts.

     She wants to do something. But what? She’s weak, she’s longer heiress (and frankly doesn’t want to be). What can she do concerning generations of tradition that have caused such a rift in her clan?

     Sat under a tree one afternoon, she curls her knees to her chest, expression downcast as she yet again thinks herself in circles over the matter. So drowned in them is she, Hinata only notices Neji’s approach once he’s standing just beyond her feet.

     “…o-oh!” Startling, she looks up with widened eyes. “N…Neji-nīsan! Sorry, I…I was, um…thinking.” She manages a brief flutter of a smile. “Were you…were you looking for me?”

     Rather than answer, he holds out a hand, which she accepts and lets him tug her to her feet. Then he suggests they take a bit of a walk.

     A walk…?

     Blinking, there’s a pause before she manages a small, somber smile. “Maybe that’s…a good idea.” Perhaps it will help her mind linger elsewhere, even if just for a little while.

[ Take my muse out for a walk in a peaceful area ] [ Accepting ]

[lilaclioness]

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

[ @kaeru-collection ]

     From a very young age, it was impressed upon Hinata that she was going to be a kunoichi. While there are civilians within the Hyūga clan (I headcanon that both Hinata’s mother and her aunt (Neji’s mother) were both non-shinobi*), as heiress and a child of the main family, Hinata had little to no choice in the matter.

     Given that she wasn’t really given much say otherwise, Hinata doesn’t question it when she was young. Hyūga clearly begin training very young, as she and Neji are shown sparring before the loss of his father, which happened when Hinata was three. It was simply ingrained into her from the very beginning.

     That said, Hinata’s doubts began to arise very early - from the loss of his wife onward, Hiashi’s attitude toward both of his daughters was extremely polarized, and Hinata’s confidence struggled greatly for it. In all honesty, I can see her questioning her path as a shinobi after a few years, and especially after Hiashi stripped her of her title. But she knew nothing else, and wanted to be nothing else. While I can see her honestly having flourished as a civilian Hyūga, it just wasn’t an option for her. Hence her bucking up and keeping on the path nonetheless.

[ send me a crystal ] [ Accepting ]

[lilaclioness]

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

[ @historias-multorum ]

     When it comes to things like luck, Hinata doesn’t personally believe in it. She’s more a fan of the thought of forging your own destiny, contrary to Neji’s previously-held belief in fate being outside one’s control. So trying to pin her as lucky or unlucky is a bit hard to…do.

     One one hand, you could say she’s pretty lucky overall. She’s born into a wealthy, powerful clan, and in a village that’s fairly safe. Firstborn to the main house. In my canon, she’s only lost one parent, while many others her age have neither. She’s not poor or destitute, has no major inborn health problems, and in canon at least lives long enough to have a marriage, two children, and survives a war that many others perished in.

     Ooon the other hand, she also has her share of poor luck. Her mother died due to complications from Hanabi’s birth. Her innate nature is perceived as unsuitable for the lifestyle of her clan. Her uncle is killed for her sake, which only worsens her cousin’s (and childhood best friend’s) hatred of her. She nearly dies when the roll of the dice pits her against Neji. She nearly dies when Pein attacks and she tries to protect someone precious to her. And her cousin is killed for her sake after all of the amends they made.

     So in reality…it depends a lot on your perspective.

     She’d say that she’s rolled with the punches as best she’s been able, and stayed true to herself and her goals. True, not everything has gone to plan, she’s had losses, but she’s had wins, too. And a great deal of them she perceives to be from her own hard work, decisions, or will. Some stuff is outside her influence or control, but she doesn’t then attribute that to luck, good or ill, but just circumstances where someone else held more power, or nature just took its course.

[ send me a crystal ] [ Accepting ]

[lilaclioness]

♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile. (With Sasuke~)

[ @historias-multorum ]

     As aware as she is, even Hyūga Hinata can’t sense him when he doesn’t want to be sensed. Which is why, after a night she thought she spent alone, she opens groggy pearls to a surprise: a husband on the other side of the bed, already awake and giving her that look.

     That look being a little smile that seems to be something only she ever gets to see. Seems someone has been watching her oversleep on a day off rather than get her up at a decent hour.

     The heel of a palm rubs at her eyes, giving a small groan. “When did you get in…?” she asks, tone a bit gravelly with sleep. “And…how did you get in here without waking me up?” Something she always asks, and something he never seems to explain, much to her pouting frustration.

     Still, she can set that aside for now. Sitting up, sheets pool at the bend of her waist, the fog of sleep already lifting. “Anything interesting happen while you were gone?”

[ Acts of Affection ] [ Accepting ]

[lilaclioness]

✔ - for my muse to respond to praise from yours // Naruto

[ @redlineoffate ]

     With her heart on the mend, Hinata has taken a few…personal liberties with her medic’s advice. Which is why permission for ‘light training’ has her at the posts working on her taijutsu. Admittedly, she is being careful, timing her strikes slowly and almost working in half-time, as if she and her imaginary opponent were somehow slowed. So far, her heart has held up fine.

     But she’s still managing to work up a sweat, cheeks flushed and arms trembling. Her weeks spent idle while she recovers have left her a fair bit out of shape. So she takes a few minutes to catch her breath, a sleeve wiping at her forehead. In truth, she should probably remove her jacket so she isn’t too warm, but…well, she wants it on in case anyone else arrives.

     Which they do.

     Doing her best to even her breath, Hinata gives a startled squeak as a voice booms out behind her. Initially, it’s just the volume that gets her. But then she realizes just who it is behind her, and her face only gets redder.

     “N…Naruto-kun…?” she timidly asks, turning to face him sheepishly. He shouted something positive, but…admittedly, she missed most of it in her surprise. Feeling her heart flutter a bit (and hoping it’s just the usual nerves, and not the organ acting out of place), she replies, “I…thank you. I’m…s-still getting back into my routine. I’m a little…slow. W-what, um…what are you doing here? Out to…to do some training?”

[ Send a symbol ] [ for my muse to respond to praise from yours ] [ Accepting ]

[lilaclioness]

✔ from Neji

[ @theirnindo ]

     Skidding to a stop as the pair of them ricochet from a final blow, Hinata holds her stance for a long moment before wilting. That was by far the toughest she’s sparred against her cousin yet. Though, of course, she’s also getting rather tired following an entire afternoon of working on her jūken form with Neji’s guidance.

     Bending forward, she rests hands on her knees, panting for breath and feeling sweat bead along her hairline. It’s high time for a break. At the very least, she needs a decent drink of water.

     Righting herself, she makes to suggest as much before being cut off as Neji speaks.

     He’s…he’s praising her…?

     There’s a moment of brief hesitation. Some of her is still taken by surprise. Partly due to her family’s overall tone toward her…and partly due to Neji’s specifically in the past.

     But…they’re moving past that now. And it would seem that his training is earning far better results than those with Hiashi. That, at least, doesn’t surprise her at all.

     So once the shock fades, she can’t help but bloom into an excited smile. “You…you think so…?” Her shoulders sag in relief. “I’m g-glad to hear it! I’ve been giving it my all!” Her lagging behind from Hiashi’s harsh expectations was only compounded by her hiatus from training, and she’s feared falling even further. But though they’ve been treading carefully to figure out her healing limits, it would seem she’s making progress.

     Hands at her front, she gives a small bow. “Thank you, Neji-nīsan. Training with you is…is making a big difference!”

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[lilaclioness]

Gives her a riceball

[ @chidoricry ]

     With the new genin teams having had a few weeks to settle into their new groups, the Rookie Nine decide to have a brief day to meet up and see how the rest are all doing as shinobi. Kakashi’s, Kurenai’s, and Asuma’s squads have agreed to gather up in one of the village’s parks, bearing food and blankets to have a rather large picnic.

     Hinata, quite an avid cook despite her age, has gone a bit…overboard. Bringing several dishes (and enough to serve everyone with each), her offerings sit before her as everyone exchanges food and talk. Kiba is already arguing with Naruto, and Shino has taken to examining insects as he and Hinata seem rather…sidelined given their quiet natures.

     Not that she minds. It’s just good to see everyone, smiling as they all catch up. She’s always been more of a listener than a speaker, anyway. But eventually her attention is caught when someone nudges her arm.

     It’s Sasuke, and in his hand is an offered rice ball!

     Glancing over curiously, she accepts and gives it a glance. It’s got dried tomato in it. Did he make these…? Lifting her gaze, she then gives him a smile. “T…thank you,” she replies before holding out some kashipan she made in return. “Would you like some? I…I made it myself…”

[ Unprompted Asks ] [ Always Accepting ]