Chapters: 15/15 Fandom: Naruto, Boruto: Naruto Next Generations Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto Characters: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, fem!Uzumaki Naruto, Uzumaki Boruto, Uzumaki Himawari, Hyuuga Hinata, Road to Ninja Hyuuga Hinata, Hyuuga Hiashi, Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Mikoto, Namikaze Minato, Uzumaki Kushina Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Humor, Minor Hyuuga Hinata/Uzumaki Naruto, Alternate Dimensions, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Pining, First Kiss, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Family Feels, Family Drama, Genderbending, Minor Character Death Summary:
Sasuke is the average civilian, sharing a house with Naruto to lower his living expenses. He's also in love with him but can't admit it, because Naruto's amazing and Sasuke's just a nobody. So he keeps it inside, trying to juggle his shitty work, Naruto's antics and the nightmares. Then, one day, they're transported to a dimension where Naruto is a woman and she and her Sasuke are married with children. How will the two handle the weirdness of the situation? And what will become of their relationship? A/N: READ THIS BEFORE PROCEEDING WITH THE FIC. DON'T COME CRYING TO ME IF YOU FIND SOMETHING THAT ISN'T TO YOUR TASTE. Mind the tags. This fic is rated M because I don't delve too deeply into the dark topics, but proceed at your own risk. Additional tags will be noted in each chapter. This fic uses Western names because I intend to publish it as an original work. It's also why it will sound like shit, because it's still only a first draft. Please don't hesitate to give constructive criticism. You can also request the Google Doc to give more indepth feedback. UPDATE: So, uh, yeah. Here I am, dumping the rest of the fic after a year. Chapters 1 and 3 have been edited to add new content.
Throw ideas around like fairy dust,
draw a seal from sentences, if you must,
summon demons and gods, see them fighting.
Witcher's magic – the process of writing.
There's subtle, eerie beauty in letting go,
allowing your creation to fly freely
to meet the audience, live its life just so—
it waited to escape your grasp so keenly.
What others feel about it you can't control.
Your inspiration, the readers will ignore
so to get scared, to react with their own feelings.
It's brought into existence—you played your role.
Don't be afraid, it's strong to break through ceilings.
You’re a gift - don’t call yourself weak.
Stars and planets are at your feet!
You can hear the colour of words,
taste the shape of different worlds,
breathe the waters of inspiration
in the process of art creation.
annihilation