#dayeongi writes

[dayeongi]

Something like a bunch of visual stuff that has influenced my writing:

#dayeongi writes #i'll do one with writing excerpts i like soon! #your name #5 centimeters per second #makoto shinkai #studio ghibli #the hunger games #ponyo ghibli #princess mononoke #howl's moving castle #orange

[evilwriter37]

🌈 share two lines that show the before/after of any growth a character made

Stoick slammed his hammer as hard as he could into the Monstrous Nightmare's head, watching as cracks of teeth flew, hoping his next blow would kill it.

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Stoick was amazed that Skullcrusher let him put a saddle on him, and, while he did so, he thought of his love for Thornado, and hoped the Thunderdrum was doing well.

#asks #dayeongi #httyd #stoick the vast #fanfiction #writing #how to train your dragon

[nandosango]

15 Questions for 15 People

Tagged by @dayeongi :) appreciate the curiosity~

Are you named after anyone?

Hm, no. My mom has an uncle with the same name, but he's not the reason for my name.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Just this morning. It's been quite a month, but honestly I do cry easily.

3. Do you have kids?

It's only me and my OCs! And I plan on keeping it that way~ Love kids, but don't ever want to have my own. I'm actually terrified of the idea.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I took ballet and swimming lessons as a kid. Then capoeira and contemporary dance in high school, I also gave judo a try once. - I wanna try capoeira again.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Yes, but usually only around people I'm comfortable with.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Hmmm.... this might sound bad, but their looks. Clothes, hair, accessories, body shape, face features... That's just how my artist brain works, studying details to use later :9

7. What’s your eye color?

Brown~ (also turn gold when I'm blinded by the sun)

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Usually I would say only happy endings, but recently I've been learning to enjoy horror movies with my sister's help. So I guess both, depending on the mood and company.

9. Any talents?

I have great sense of direction. I can lick my elbow. I can walk without making any sounds (that scares people a lot, it's almost a curse at this point). I give great cafuné.

10. Where were you born?

Recife, Brazil~!

11. What are your hobbies?

Creating characters and redesigns~ Planning and arranging cute pages for my stories on Notion. Also rearranging the furniture around the house. Idk if it counts but little manual tasks to distract the mind, sudoku, dress up games, solitaire.

12. Do you have any pets?

No :( never had any because my siblings are allergic to everything.

13. How tall are you?

1,70m! :) - Not so fun fact: I have such bad scoliosis, I could have been 5cm taller.

14. Favorite subject in school?

I used to like history and biology. My art classes were history as well. And English classes were basically free period for me. But overall I did not like school :(

15. What is your dream job?

"I simply do not dream of labor." I wanna be paid to draw, write, read - create. I also enjoy working "behind the scenes" planning and decorating parties and events, and serving/helping people.

Let me tag -> @bee-zbub @sugutoad @dolce-tenebra-toscana @nyx-the-misthios @hoemine

#frog noises #tag thingie

[thesweetnessofspring]

WIP Wednesday Thursday

Got tagged by @thesunpersists @katnissdoesnotfollowback and @tetheredfeathers for WIP Wednesday and I've been writing!

Please share your last sentence; or, if you don't have one, share a plot bunny or idea!

Have another sentence for Roses and Pearls.

Katniss claws at my chest, the fabric of my shirt dulling the sharpness but not the pressure.

Tagging for today or next week, whenever you'd like: @rainymyx @pookieh @mage-chocolate @dayeongi

#wip wednesday #roses and pearls

[wickermayne]

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?, 🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?, 💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

Thank you for the aks dayeongi!

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

Fanfiction is mostly written by women, this is known, and of course, even the smut. I've read a lot of fanfiction and a LOT of smut, especially written by woman (from which I've learned a lot) but I definitely think being a man puts me in a different perspective for smut fics. I think that difference of perspective really shines through in my writing to be honest! Not to say the influences of female writing are not apparent in my writing, but I think things like being more influenced by visual senses and getting in the mind frame of a man comes through well in my smut because it's more natural for me, as a man, to exemplify those things.

And I like that my writing is a reflection of that sort of female influenced-male written style.

🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?

There are things I can't write at all pretty much. In-depth plot/storylines, fight scenes, politics, ect. But of the things I do write I think the hardest part is getting the words to match the scene in my head. I daydream about my scenes often and pretty viscerally, and it's a big struggle to translate that into the written form in a way that captures how clear it is in my head. I often settle in my published work because I'd rather write something than nothing at all.

💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

Almost never tbh, this is a hobby and research seems like work lmao. At best I may do a quick wiki search just to make sure I'm not like 100% wrong about something. Otherwise, I did do some research on choking/asphyxiation for one of my CR chapters (and I also read some fics with that kink to try and understand mindset and sensations) otherwise I also did some research on the A-spot and if it's real or not lol. So usually some sex stuff that I'm unfamiliar with or trying to get sensation information about.

Ask game questions!

#ask game

[powerful-niya]

want to send some good vibes because the nh fandom is a blessing: who are the mutuals that make you smile when they appear in your phone?

🩷Omgg! Hello Anon! Since I've been using Tumblr, I think this is the first anonymous request I've ever received! 🩷

🩷Wow! 😭 Thank you! You're so lovely.

🩷So you wanna know the mutuals that make me smile? Oh boy, I have a lot!

-Tumblr/Discord Mutuals who (are):

♡Brightens My Day

♡Total Inspirations

♡Talented Human Beings

♡I Love to Death

/)/)

( . .)

( づ♡

💗 - @sessakag @wickermayne @brwnsugcr @raseng0ne @iamdslr / @saradesuchiha @osakigitsune @opttagoyeo @inayasurya @dayseternal-blog @diyas-diaries-98 @happyocelot @kawaii-hinahime @chloelapomme @asriah @tjtheanimelover @solar3lunar @suculentanopotinho •browniefic - (I miss her so much! 😭)

Tumblr Mutuals -

- individuals that I've had brief conversations with, conversations that have meant the world to me! 🩷

- or users with whom I'm not particularly acquainted, but the sight of their passion, enthusiasm, and hard work in the Naruhina fandom still brings a smile to my face!

˚∧＿∧ 　+ —̳͟͞͞💗

( •‿• )つ —̳͟͞͞ 💗 —̳͟͞͞💗 +

(つ　 < —̳͟͞͞💗

｜　 _つ + —̳͟͞͞💗 —̳͟͞͞💗 ˚

`し´

🩷 - @nightowl27-writer @vegebulsoup @shamylicious-blog @ellaroundpanda @your-internetfriend @inayasurya @ohhipstaplease @shelly-14 @hyorinbaek @jengmart @lavdiiaa @lablee-artsy @char-lotteral @bornonthebreakofdawn @bunny-hoodlum @magmawrites @truebkgirl @arunikas @secrettastemakerland @atetoneee @dayeongi @wondyoz • Senny!

-Wattpad Mutuals!

💕 - gottachidori • Demonofthefridge18 • tessdrawss • otakufanfic1000 • mrsmcclean17 • Queen-Ramen • ChairoMusume • LillyNazmam • _Stuny_ • BatKitty1316 • Kurama-Ki • abby_heart1114 • Keileaf7 • queenchass123 • shamayawilliams9 • peachyuzumaki • HUNTER_Naruto • jaundice_heart • GabySantha • CelestialDragon999 • Masked_Mortal • theKingHades • demigod_fanatic • wild_fox27 • naruhinabae22 • -batafurai • rarepluto • blossom2050 • Asilhalawadi • Nikay1241_ • A_Denji_simp • TheeHotGrl • Mystic_Writer97

DeBestBaka - (I miss her! 😭)

And... That's where I will stop, lol. 🤭

There are undoubtedly countless more, and every single one of them makes me smile when I read their messages or see their comments in my inbox. I've been using Wattpad for a very long time, and during that time, I've met a lot of wonderful people who have made my life so much brighter. ✨✨

🩷Anon, the Naruhina fanbase is indeed a blessing; it has allowed us all to connect with beautiful people from all walks of life who have a common interest.

🩷🩷Through the years, writing, reading, and simply having fun, we have created many memories together.

🩷🩷🩷It's been great spending time with all of you, and I can't wait to see what the future brings for us and how much closer we all will become.

Thanks for the amazing ask, Anon! Love ya, Anon! 🩷

#first anon ask! #anonymous #send more asks please! #I love all of my mutuals! 💗 #Wish to acquire even more and grow closer to many of those who reside in the Naruhina fandom! 💕💕 #💌 - niya's asks ✨

[edai-crplpnk]

I was tagged by @chinesefirethorn thanks!

last song: Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen. I will not justify myself because I'm simply right.

favorite colour: Warm yellow! I used to wear yellow every single day. I am back to my all black and metal shirts era but it's still my fav colours.

I still wear my yellow sneakers every day tho because they are fantastic.

sweet/spicy/savoury: ... probably savoury? I'm really not sure. I'm quite disinterested in spicy (as in like, hot spicy, not flavorful spicy, that's obviously good)

currently watching: Jessie Gender's two part vidéo essay on "male socialisation" : https://youtu.be/Duwf2lUkHOI it's great, watch it.

current obsession: Not exactly an obsession but I've been learning to draft before I write and it's going great and it's super useful and I surprisingly like it!!

@hesmiledlikeaweatherman and @dayeongi if you wanna play!

[dayeongi]

Hiiiii. This one! 👀

…because the world is saved

(asdasjk i had so much fun!!! I assumed Shikatema bc you know me as shikatema trash lmao💖)

She saw him across Gaara's medical tent first. This was after the war. After yells and cries, dirt, blood, sweat, and sobbing. After pulling your loved ones close, a perilous shared look saying-no, screaming "I thought we wouldn't make it out of this hell." Days past, on the corner of her eye, but there was always-always something more important to do. People to command; goods to distribute; transport to arrange. He was always there, in the corner of her eye. Black hair messy, scratches on his face. Shadow disturbed by the elements. Always walking with someone, ordering someone, answering someone. Soon, they would all return home to lick their wounds, and it would be a while before he occupied her sight, but until then, he would be there. And there he was again, Shikamaru, his weary steps dragging him behind a boulder, his hand disappearing in his vest's pocket. Temari couldn't make herself stay away, following the click click shh like a sentry's beacon. Even the moonlight seemed to want to make her his shadow. "Smoking is bad for you," she said as a greeting. He remained as still as ever. Maybe she too, was drawing shadow to light. Out of the corner of his eye, she; a permanent fixture. The puff of smoke dissipated in the wind. "I know," he said simply, dragging breath through his cigarette's filter. She leaned on the stone, next to him, and they looked at the horizon in silence. Dredged up battlefield was all they could see. It turns out, saving the world wasn't nearly as triumphant as they had been told it would be. She wasn't shocked. The sand had shown her horrors beyond comprehension before she could understand comprehension was the goal. But Shikamaru was overthinking. She could see it in the tension in his shoulders, the rigidity of his jaw, and the sharpness of his brown eyes. Her elbow dug into his side, but she didn't flinch when he gasped. "Don't overthink," she ordered. "What?" He complained. When he got no answer, he sighed, mumbling something about her being a drag, but the tension in his shoulders was gone. She huffed a laugh. The silence afterwards was comforting. Their eyes were now on the sky, on the moon. On each other, out of the corner of their eye. "Hey," he said. When she turned to look at him, his lips were pressing on hers. Her eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the warmth of him. Too soon, it was over, and he was stepping on the cigarette and pocketing his lighter. "Don't overthink," he said, his infuriating smile stretched over his lips, before he left.

SEND ME A SHIP AND A NUMBER AND I WILL WRITE A KISS

#shikatema #shikatema fanfiction #thank you so much for asking! #my fic #dayeongi writes #wrote this in 15 mins so its very rough

[dayeongi]

Cigarette Burns (632 words) by dayeongi Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Naruto Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nara Shikamaru/Temari Characters: Nara Shikamaru, Temari (Naruto) Additional Tags: Murder, Murder Mystery, Paranormal, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, The Author Regrets Nothing Series: Part 2 of Dayeongi's Ghost Stories Summary: Shikamaru finds an unlikely ally in Temari in solving a century-old murder mystery.

#shikatema #shikatema fanfiction #shikatema fic #shikatema fanfic #naruto fanfiction #my fic #dayeongi writes

[dayeongi]

Riptide

(98687 words) by

dayeongi

Chapters: 32/32

Fandom:

How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, Heather & Astrid Hofferson

Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Astrid Hofferson's Mother, Stoick the Vast, Valka (How to Train Your Dragon), Snotlout Jorgenson, Fishlegs Ingerman, Ruffnut Thorston, Tuffnut Thorston, Gobber the Belch, Eret (How to Train Your Dragon), Toothless (How to Train Your Dragon), Stormfly (How to Train Your Dragon), Camicazi (How to Train Your Dragon)

Additional Tags: Berk (How to Train Your Dragon), New York City, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, United Kingdom, United States, Horses, Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Vikings, ask me about the playlist lol, Horse Racing, Photography, Family Drama, Inspired by Eivør's Trollabundin, Summer Romance, Camping, Horseback Riding, Family Angst, based on Rip Tide, Model AU, jockey, Spanish Translation Available

RIPTIDE

Summary:

Astrid Hofferson, reluctant model, celebrity and It Girl is tired of living the same hollow life she’s always lived so she runs to Berk, a small isle country in the UK to visit her aunt until the storm passes. Hiccup Haddock, son of Stoick (the lawperson of the Isle), is stuck between his parents’ issues (a parent that abandoned him and another that doesn't understand him) and fears he’s losing the chance to pursue his dreams.

#httyd #hiccstrid fanfiction #finally finished it! #dayeongi writes

[dayeongi]

Hiiii, for the snippets game: 💙

"share a snippet where a character falls out of love a little"

(ooooooh!!!!! *rubs hands* here wegooooo)

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"You don't mean that," she said, setting her cup of tea on the table between them.

"It's the truth," Shikamaru replied. "Women are just better at looking after kids."

She looked at him, examining if he was saying that specifically to get a reaction out of her, but horror cooled her veins as she realized he meant it. Any hint of butterflies in her stomach was now frozen inside her.

"You really mean that, huh?"

He had the decency to know when he'd fucked up, a frown accompanied by a flush in his ears as he scratched at his brow.

"That's disappointing," she said, formidable, as she poured herself more tea.

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Snippets ask game

#shikatema #au where Shikamaru doesn't grow out of his mysoginy #dayeongi writes #thank you so much for asking! #hope you like!

[dayeongi]

Snippets 🌳 <3

🌳 share a snippet featuring nature of any kind

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That man held her waist, now, her brilliant smile glimmering like the sun setting over the dunes, but not gold. Never gold.

And the burn had finally blistered.

He knocked back one last drink before leaving the party. His pace was in apparent leisure, knowing people’s eyes were on him.

The shining stars above and the whipping desert wind were merciless on his walk back to his accommodations.

They seeped into him but they could never fill him.

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From "Burning" (one of my favorites I've ever written!!)

Snippets ask game

#shikatema #dayeongi writes #thank you so much for asking! #i had plenty of choice here because i love to refer to nature

[dayeongi]

¡¡Hola!!! I see you taking small requests? Maybe “Kisses in the rain” with any Naruto pairing?? I’ll gladly read it.

Have a GREAT day/night <3

¡hola, hola! This was longer than I intended!!

But of course, I wrote shikatema, hope that's okay!

If you have any other requests feel free to check out my "writing prompts" tag! you can search it like that on mobile if the link doesn't work!

☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔

“You didn’t have to come all this way,” Temari said, huddling closer to him, the cold air seeping through her wet clothes. “You’ll get a cold, and then you’ll say it’s my fault.”

“The usual phrase is ‘thank you’.”

Shikamaru had to raise his voice, the rain feeling more like being hosed down for interrogation, rather than the pleasant early spring rain it was supposed to be for the time of year, roaring down on the umbrella he had brought with him.

The wind blew again, and suddenly she was holding the handle of the umbrella, as he started to shuffle his arms out of his raincoat.

“I’m fine!” she protested, wiping the wet hair plastered onto her forehead.

“You’re shivering.” He put the coat around her shoulders, so preoccupied with making sure she was properly covered, she could see the goosebumps rise in his arms, his pale skin already getting a little red from the cold.

“I’m not,” she said but put her arms into the coat’s sleeves anyway.

A warm feeling, like sinking into a warm bath, blossomed inside her.

“Thank you,” she said lowly as he finished buttoning the coat.

“Y-yeah,” Shikamaru stuttered, probably realizing, like her, just how close they were, his face and neck now flushed in red.

He offered his hand, and Temari gave him the umbrella handle.

Careful to keep the umbrella balanced, he took it and offered her his other hand.

“Oh!”

Hand-holding.

They hadn’t been officially together long, she wasn’t yet used to all of this coupley stuff.

She slid her hand into his, not daring to look at his face, but accidentally catching the eye of the shinobi perched at the welcome station.

They were giving them knowing looks, and she so badly wanted to walk over there; perhaps if it was a fistfight and her tessen wasn’t involved it wouldn’t qualify as a shinobi attack so much as a personal spat?

The Lord Sixth Hokage surely wouldn’t hold it against her. She had, just last year, wrecked herself into his office and here she was, still alive.

Surely he’d understand it was just a very, very personal thing?

“Oh… alright…” Shikamaru pulled her away by the hand, the surprise of it nearly making her stumble and sigh in frustration.

They walked together, hand in hand, the streets full of people rushing their way through the rain, a father deciding that picking his child up would get them out of the rain faster, a stall vendor at the morning market still struggling to put everything inside her cart, and children, chasing each other, opening their mouths to the sky to catch the rain, then spitting at each other.

It was a lovely sight.

The kind of lovely a shinobi didn’t always have occasion to witness; the simple and understated.

Suddenly, she wondered what it would have been like to be born in the leaf, grown up there, and still end up there, her hand in Shikamaru’s as they walked on.

Temari turned to look at him and saw he was already looking at her.

“What?” she mumbled, her face hot, sure he wouldn’t hear her through the rain roaring around them.

Shikamaru’s face was still red. What if he caught a fever?

“Just… come here,” he pulled gently, this time, leading her behind a tree, just off the park they’d just passed.

Under the tree, the rain condensed into streams that crashed on the umbrella, like waterfalls.

“W-what?” she stuttered out. Something was wrong with her heart: it jumped inside her, and she couldn’t swallow.

Shikamaru inhaled shakily, opened his mouth, and froze.

And then, all of a sudden, and still too slow, he was embracing her, his heartbeat thundering; she could feel him now, despite the umbrella handle trapped between them.

“I… What are you doing?! We’re... We’re in public!”

“Temari.”

His voice, now tinged with a hungry, desperate tone traveled through her skin in a shiver.

“Yeah…”

She could feel him swallow.

“Will you… will you let me kiss you?”

“Kiss?!”

He stepped away holding her, but his grip was soft on her shoulders.

Her grip was weak on the umbrella; it tilted a little to the side, the rain splashing on his shoulder, but he wouldn’t look away from her.

The afternoon sky was bleak, what light filtered through the treetops gray and grim, but looking at him, you wouldn’t know it, Shikamaru’s brown eyes were warm, his shoulders only a little wider than hers, yet he held her so delicately. Her gaze fluttered over his tall nose, his lips, so pale and soft.

It was like a haze had come over her, she was nodding, but all that mattered was that he came closer.

He was leaning down and she…

And his lips were on hers, soft and beautiful, and warm against her skin.

The rain was crashing down on them, now.

Too sweet, and too short, the kiss was over, and he stepped back, or tried to because she was gripping his shirt and pulling him to her again.

The water ran down their faces and sloped off their noses and jaws into their chests, but so long as he never stopped kissing her, nothing else mattered.

Later, when the rain had subsided and he was walking her to her apartment, he held her hand again, the closed umbrella swinging from the other.

#shikatema #shikatema fic #shikatema fanfic #shikatema fanfiction #dayeongi writes #thank you so much for asking! #prompt requests #hope you like! <3

[dayeongi]

writing a third chapter of burning (originally a oneshot)

Only, this chapter will be nsfw so i’ll post it on @dayeongiapresdark​

#shikatema #shikatema fanfic #dayeongi writes

[dayeongi]

I have her by the throat

by @dayeongi

I have her by the throat, that little girl. She wants to get away from me, but my nails dig deeper. She is only six, or five.

She does not know. She does not remember. But she wants to get away from me. There is nowhere for her to go. There are no stars in the vaulted sky that looms over us, only stone-cold loneliness.

This feeling she’s getting for the first time tells her she belongs nowhere and to nobody. That she is never safe. She’s so certain she’s going to die tonight; that I’m going to draw blood. That tonight, as the cold air seeps through the window, I will destroy her.

But no. She will survive. So long as she doesn’t try to leave me.

My hand is comfortably tight around her throat. She must be eight now, that little girl. No sunshine or ocean or stars are enough to banish, nor vanish me. She’s so certain she’s going to die today, it’s spring or summer. Never-ending; evergreen me, but always cold. Always lurking in the back of her head. I remind her what she already knows. That she belongs nowhere. That she is never safe. I want to draw blood for the first time, but for once, I’m her refuge.

“Sometimes they are nice to me,” she says. But she knows she is a bad child. She knows that when things happen to her, everyone just looks but says nothing. She is not obedient enough. Facts are excuses in her mouth. Looking away at the wrong time, and even making eye contact are all wrong.

She should pluck her eyes and tongue. Then she will never do anything wrong, and she will finally be happy and loved. She will belong somewhere and to someone.

I can do it. I have the strength. When she cries in our room, I tell her: “Let me become a cancer and destroy you, and me along with you. Let us take on the pain of the world; steal an unlucky sod’s terrible fate. So many things happen to good people, and you are not one of them.”

She cries, but she agrees. I am right, but not almighty. The destruction will need to be gradual.

“Bruce Almighty”, the movie is fun. Sometimes she has fun. But it all has a price. It is all twisted, the strings attached to the good times are all tangled. They are choking her, me along with them. Princesses, fairies, mermaids. She is the only one who likes them now it’s not cool anymore. Because if she’s still a little girl, then what happened to her is not her fault. She would be too innocent for that. No man would dare touch a little innocent girl, would they? But she is foolish. She is not a little girl. She hasn’t been for three, roughly four years. She is sixteen now.

Everyone’s eyes are on her. They do not notice me because I’ve hidden in the corner of her smile, and for a year I stay there, souring every joke, kicking every tone of her voice out of tune. Everything is off, off, off. For once, she’s happy. She’s in love. At seventeen, that’s what love feels like. Someone who makes you feel at home. But she has no home. She belongs to no one, and nowhere. For once, she lets me draw blood, because everything is off, off, off. And everyone’s eyes are on her and they will know that she dared to love, and they will call the wolves and they will eat her alive.

Ugly thing.

By comparison, my sweet embrace is much more comforting, like falling asleep.

I am not almighty. The destruction needs to be gradual.

There is no escape for her now. I have her by the throat, and the only would-be’s she could dream of are now gone. They have been gone for two years, decaying in a mass grave where her mother’s body lay. I grab her so tight, she throws up for the first time, but not the last. No one is alive anymore that wants her.

She will never be safe.

It is a precarious dance, ours. The moon is lonely for company, and she just exists, me attached to her by the throat, where the last of her songs died. It is a complicated relationship, but she loves me, who will always take from her, who will never hesitate to rip away even what she doesn’t want.

I am one who lurks by the graveyards, always present, never letting go, and always suggesting opportunities to finish the job. I will not let her go, even if I wanted to, because she’s so attached to me, the darkness in her pupils; the only depth to them she can call forth.

I have been her oldest companion and the one who has never left her, even if I do choke her so much.

Now, isn’t that frightening?

But I am not almighty. The destruction needs to be gradual. It may last for as long as she outruns me. She will never be safe.

#dayeongi writes #just a lil spooky something for spooky season #cw child abuse mention #cw csa mention #cw ed mention

[dayeongi]

Little Match Girl (1303 words) by dayeongi Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Hyuuga Hinata/Uzumaki Naruto, Hyuuga Hinata & Uzumaki Naruto Characters: Hyuuga Hinata, Uzumaki Naruto, Aburame Shino, Hyuuga Neji Additional Tags: Pre-Shippuden, Third Shinobi War, Pre-War, Fairy Tale Retellings, AU: Hinata dies during timeskip, Hurt No Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Death, Grief/Mourning Series: Part 3 of Naruto Tumblr Requests Summary: Outside, the moonlight had perished, drowning with the stars, and bringing dawn with it.

Request by @lalanaranj-a 💖💖

#naruhina #naruhina fic #naruhina fanfiction #my fic #dayeongi writes #she might hve requested the fairy tale retelling but she never asked for the angst mwahaha