I wanna read some SMUT, but does a girl have to write it herself!!
kia8088 reblogged
Define Platonic?
AN: I’m going to SasuHina Hell, forreal this time. I blame this anon for my sins. Rating: M, for safety reasons.
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Granted most things went over his head but he was no idiot…despite whatever his friends thought. Naruto was going to catch them in the lie…because that what it was – this thing. It was a huge lie!
He literally saw them kissing and you know what they said? “We’re just friends.” Hinata tried convincing him. He believed her. He…believed it. Why would Hinata lie? She had no need to lie. So he believed her. “It was just a goodbye kiss,” she said, placing a quick peck on his own cheek.
Naruto went to peep the pissed look on Sasuke’s face but it was blank.
They touched a lot. They whispered a lot. They were TOGETHER they just HAD to be and it was killing him. These were his precious people AND he invested a lot of fucking time to get these damn introverts to open up to him for it to be FLUSHED down the drain.
“Naruto,” said Sakura. “You’re acting crazy…”
What did she know? Nothing. As much as he did – that’s what she knew!
They were all at Hinata’s house having a good old time. Hinata made the best dip and whenever someone asked about the secret ingredient she’d activate her Byakugan and whisper, “If I tell I’ll have to stop your heart.”
…if that ain’t some Sasuke shit Naruto just didn’t know what…
Love this one.
It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
GYATTTT!!! 😂😭
Title: In Passing
Author Note: I’m just a girl, missing writing RomComs. Enjoy, maybe!
Mangoes.
Rice.
Bread.
Pads.
She scanned over her list for the 37th time.
It was 4 things, so surely, her grocery trip should be no less than 20 minutes. It was supposed to be a quick trip in and out.
Hinata went to grab a shopping cart, searching for the smaller ones. It was her method to not over-shopping.
Mangoes.
Bread.
Rice.
Pads.
“Maybe I should pick up a few cucumbers,” mumbled the young woman, as her cart rolled into the store. Her senses were flooded with colors and smells of fruits and veggies. “No,” she coached herself.
Pads.
Bread.
Rice.
Mangoes.
She approached the array of fruits. Opal eyes scanned prices and any sign of a sale. Something about being poor really does put things in perspective. She scoffed at the organic sign and reached for two okay-looking mangoes.
“If the pesticide kill me before the climate, oh well,” she muttered, stuffing them in the available plastic bags. The tired woman rolled her shoulders and glanced up at the cucumbers—just for a second. There was a man standing there, placing 7 cucumbers in a bag.
In the mood to get high and write the corniest RomCom ever. Maybe i can never finish a fic bc im so busy tryna do Angst. I am a RomCom Girlie Pop!
I want to rewrite The Day His Heart Stoppef bc of how fucking weak i made Hinata. I’m a grown woman now, i think i can balance vulnerability, femininity and bravery better now.
But I’m also a dickhead and forget to upload consistently. 😭
Anonymous asked:
Everyday I think of when writers like you ran the show and get bummed about how nowadays you find an author on here and all they got up are x readers lmao
Auntie getting old! I don’t know what “x readers” are but let me say! I started writing when I was 14, I’ll be 28 in 3 weeks. I was GLUED to a keyboard writing, collabing and laughing with the fandom… I love the nostalgia too. It was a great community. 😭
Some of your fav writers are probably married, kids (not me, I’m just a girl), graduated college, found a passion, etc. but our stories remain! Sorry to be corny,
I love the love that was our community but BEST believe I peep in and reminisce too. 😭
SasuHina for Life. 💖
Anonymous asked:
You ever thought about writing original fiction?
Yes. I just haven’t figured out how to get people excited about characters they aren’t familiar with.
Anonymous asked:
I’ve been checking your blog for almost ten years now I hope you’re doing great and I’m so glad to see you’re still writing
Oh wow! The thing is I’ll get random ideas and I’ll write a little bit, but I can never finish. I have a whole first “chapter” of a SasuHina Divorce Thing, but their son is getting married.
Anywaaaay! Thank you for checking in! I am doing good! I love my fandom!
Lil Smut for Your Saturday
Author Note: I have been holding onto this piece of smut for about two years. It’s a bit… oh never mind. Let’s get to it. Rated: MA
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Her ear twitch hearing the sound of: “And the real interesting part of these poisonous frogs—“
“Shit,” was followed.
The young woman, irritated and interrupted, pushed out of an amazing dream to look over her shoulder. The small light beamed through the darkness. Her boyfriend trying to turn down his phone, while poorly shoving an earbud behind his hair. Though returning stoic, his eyes held a shame.
“Tik-“
“TikTok,” they both completed. But that’s what happens when your boyfriend is three years late on the world’s top app. She turned back on her side, reaching for her own phone and found herself, yet again, irritated and interrupted.
Author Note: found this in my Notes. Damn, i used to be writingggg. Anyway super short, implied SasuHina. Unfinished.
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Living Single
He wasn’t a cheater nor a player. He wasn’t a terrible person. He never truly hurt her, never truly yelled...but never truly put up a fight. He wasn’t...
“Shit,” whispered Ino, sucking her thumb. She waved her hand and grumbled at the lighter in her finger. Hinata watched her finger struggle, she wanted to help but she was just as drunk. Drunk Hinata was no help to anyone.
“Bitch, give it to me,” said Sakura. “If you didn’t have those long ass nails—“
“Don’t be such a hater,” said Ino. Cackling her nails against the red cup in her hand.
Hinata smiled at her friend. They were overdramatic in the best way. Sakura has finally decided to rid herself of her boy problems, which they all kind of decided, but Sakura decided they needed a Homegoing...like a funeral for all the fucks that were lost in the process.
Truth be told, Hinata had been single for a while. Hell, she broke up with him. It was just painful because she didn’t want to. She wanted to be deeply in love, get married, have kids and a puppy...she also knew the man that he is...he would never be able to make her happy.
She sighed.
TenTen plopped down beside her. “Cheer up.”
“I am.”
“Yeah right,” she patted Hinata’s lap. “Can’t fool me, girl.”
She lifted the cup to her lips. Liquor and burying feelings did not belong together. She wanted to let go, honestly. She also wanted him to bust through her door and realize that he could be the man she wanted.
“He won’t change. He doesn’t even understand what he did wrong,” said Hinata just 3 weeks ago. Tears in her eyes. “I love him...but I know he can’t love me like I deserve.”
Saying it out loud was more painful.
Now...
Now she just wanted to start over and experience real love.
kia8088 reblogged
Writing Dump #58
AN: possessive Hinata basically :::
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They weren’t official.
There were no titles or anything. Honestly, they didn’t even hang out very much. Although when they did…there was a lot of needy touching, heavy kissing and whispers of sweet nothing. Their “relationship” wasn’t exactly a secret but there was also no need to mix their mutual friends in it.
So when she start to feel possessive over someone that wasn’t hers…it worried her. All her life women had fawned over the aloof Uchiha and before a few days ago it didn’t bother her. Now? Now…she wanted them all to know that he was hers. All of him. From the hair on his head to the soles of his feet. He was hers.
The Hyuuga Heiress exhaled a breath she had been holding. It was like a warmth that had suddenly hit her body. It irritated her. She wanted to tell the woman exactly what she knew.
"He’s still so sexy,“ one whispered.
"It’s amazing really. You give me five minutes with him…"
"No, seriously. I could definitely be his pretty trophy wife,” the other woman laughed, flipping her hair.
Hinata found herself annoyed and needed to leave. He was hers. All of hers. She wanted to tell them everything that he did to her last night. Rub it in their faces…
"Goodness,“ she mumbled, leaving the little shop. :::
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She found him training in the forest. He had just blew several trees to nothing. She stood there until he acknowledged her presence. He turned to her and she promptly approached him.
She pressed her lips. "I’m - upset,” she confessed.
"Why?“ She was really trying to figure out what it was exactly about him that made her feel like this. It wasn’t love. Definitely not that… What was it?
"You’re - mine,” she averted her eyes away from the man in front of her. That warmth was back again. It was felt a bit angry and longing.
"Okay,“ he said. Opal eyes widened a fraction before she nodded.
"Okay.” She folded her arms behind her back, stretching them a bit. There was a lot of tension and pint up energy. He bent to pick up his katana.
“You’re being possessive,” he said looking absently at the sky above them. It would storm soon and the lightning would be perfect for sparring with their matching elements. Dark eyes fell on the Hyuuga woman continued to say, “I like it.”
Loved this so much lol.
new story coming
I started a new SasuHina story-- it's parent trap meets stepbrothers and idk I am kinda excited lol. I am starting it off like:
"Before this story begins, it is important to note that the intentions were good and pure, but the plan was concocted by two very hopeful, very young dumbasses"
and I can't wait to get home and post the first chapter. stay tuned!
I’ve been going back to fix a lot of my drabbles that weren’t working or became one big ass paragraph. I’m falling in love with these characters all over again. 😭
I got some smut to share, but Auntie old now, how does one make the “Read More” bracket so it’s not one long ass post. Is that still a thing?
Can someone link me to the SasuHina Month list?