An alternative idea for Hinata and Neji and the Hyuuga:
Hinata has never felt brave in her life. She has never felt brave or strong or revolutionary. She is only Hinata, Main Branch by inches and chance. (If Hizashi had beaten Hiashi that day... and when Hanabi is old enough to challenge Hinata– defeat is on her tongue. defeat is hanging above her head, senbon and kunai swinging.) She is only Hinata, and her clan's wrongdoings are too big for her. They will swallow her whole.
Except, there is Kiba, Shino, and Kurenai-sensei. Except, there is Uzumaki Naruto and the hope he inspires. Except, there is Haruno Sakura, spitting on fate. Except there are the Nine, and Konoha is cruel and just this once it brings nine together instead of driving them apart.
And there is Neji, missing out on freedom by chance and inches. With victory in his stance and defeat in his blood. The truth: Hizashi lost that day. The truth: Neji is powerful. The truth: Neji is genetically both Hiashi's nephew and son, and Hiashi's own children pale in comparison to his (fettered) skill. The truth: Neji exists in a grey space, too close to the Main House to be truly Branch House to its other members. The truth: if Hiashi could find it in him to bend, Neji would be the heir and Hinata the Branch House member and everyone knows it.
Neji nearly beats Hinata to death in the chuunin exams. Hinata doesn't feel brave or strong then. She doesn't even feel afraid, afraid of what her failure will mean or of the death hanging above her head. She's just Hinata, tired. But here is the problem: Hinata, tired, is a different girl compared to Hinata, awake. And she's tired of everything very suddenly– all of it! Everything the Hyuuga were and are and will be! She tired of her father and her sister and even especially Neji, who is hurting her as if it will change anything while preaching that fate is unshakable.
A seemingly unrelated piece of information: Hinata is teammates with Inuzuka Kiba and Akamaru both. She spends as much time as possible with her teammates instead of her family. The Inuzuka haven't put away the futon Hinata borrows during sleep-overs for months. So: Hinata sleeps in the den of dogs.
So: Hinata, tired, bites.
Hinata has to be taken to the hospital in the end, half her body broken and her ribs puncturing her lungs. But Neji goes to the hospital too. He has large gash in the side of his head, his shoulder looks mauled and part of his left ear is missing. Neji cut her hair with deliberately aimed kunai in the beginning of their match, to humiliate and shame her. When Hinata is dragged to the hospital, there are long strands of hair on the ground along with hers. Neji cut Hinata's hair with deliberate action and precise aim. Hinata bit her cousin to the bone and ripped his hair out.
In another world, a month later Uzumaki Naruto would bring down Neji's view of unshakable fate. In this one, Neji considers the facts: He was always going to win, he who was strong and Hinata who was not. But another fact: Neji is in the hospital with bite marks that the doctors in the hospital won't use medical ninjutsu on in fear of exacerbating the bacteria found in human saliva. They will take months to heal fully and leave thick, raised scar tissue in their wake. The fact: Hinata was always going to lose. The truth: if he was just a moment slower, if she had bitten two inches to the left and one up– Neji would have lost. He would have died, bled out from a punctured throat, just like she would have died if she had been an inch to the right, from the strike he had prepared to snap her spine.
Neji considers fate in his hospital room. Hinata considers stagnation in hers.
The fate of the Hyuuga clan shifts by inches and chance.
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why are you here?
to make things right
ㅤYou've known for a long time this world is cruel. The fact that life isn't fair might be the first thing you ever learned. You've been hurt deeply, dealt a great injustice that's been engraved time and time again in the scars that litter your existence. Victimhood is a home to you, a familiar place that you always seem to find yourself returning to. Perhaps you've come to believe this is because you're cursed, that it's just your fate to suffer. In your worst moments, you probably think you earned this, because the idea that this is just makes it all hurt a little less. That's not true. Don't ever let yourself think this is your fault or convince yourself it's what you deserved. Remember the very first time you were wounded and recall the child who cried out and screamed it was unfair, who knew that the world should be kind and just and that it is unacceptable that it is not. It hurt so badly then because you were wronged and you understood that. Maybe others have tried to convince you since that what you went through was only natural, that you had to accept this is how things are, that your trauma was just part of growing up. Don't be fooled.
There's a reason you've made it this far, that you've persevered in spite of everything. It's because you're the only one who can start to make things right. You deserved better—the child inside you has always known that. That's why you seek to escape into fantasy, to reject the harsh truths you don't feel strong enough to face. It's fine to indulge in these respites, as they are necessary to survive, but don't let them be what you live for. Hang onto your rage, but do not let it make you bitter—instead, dedicate your life to bringing this world a little bit closer to the one you deserved. Give yourself the love and kindness you were denied when you needed it most, and extend that gift to others. Do not ever let yourself grow complacent, becoming the kind of adult you always hated who shrugs their shoulders and says "that's just the way it is." It doesn't have to be. So, be the kind of adult you wished you had, the one who would have gently wrapped you in their arms and protected you from harm. Use your intimate understanding of injustice to live in opposition of it and start to heal yourself along with the world's brokenness. Make recovery what redeems every moment of misery and don't waste another minute of your life regretting that it hasn't been a happier one. Your existence is not worth less because of its struggles or suffering. You deserve to be saved. Don't let yourself be the one who denies you that.
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Just had a dream of a FNaF fangame where you're Gregory, Freddy or Roxy going around a speeding train trying not to get caught by every animatronic ever and like... Thirty new ones where the train stops and you go underground to find stuff too I guess??? It's hard to explain but it was really cool and while going around as Roxy, it was revealed Moon had a crush on her and that crush saved us from someone else. Mangle had also had a redesign and saved us and when Roxy got tired and had to recharge she went and joined Mangle for a snooze.
It was apparently winter too so there was a Christmas themed Freddy that followed us onto the roof after discovering singing jingle bells keeps him at bay. So now we're trying to yeet the guy and some elephant thing off the train by hucking snow at them.
Honestly, the entire dream up until Moon had been 'if they notice you, it's over you literally can't win' so I'd just run at them when cornered or wanting to respawn in a different location so I didn't have to walk back.
The game was called Farroway btw. Not sure what that means or anything but it's probably partly come from that fan game where you run around the sewers trying not to get caught.
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