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At thirty-three, Hyūga Hinata appears to have everything a woman could ever want: the admiration of the village, a peaceful home, and the Seventh Hokage as her devoted husband.
But beneath the gentle smile everyone praises lies a truth no one bothers to notice—Naruto’s unwavering loyalty to the village is slowly hollowing out their marriage, and Boruto’s growing rebellion chips at her heart day after day.
Hinata was raised to endure. Endure pressure, endure loneliness, endure until things “got better.” But they never did. No one truly looks at her long enough to see the cracks. They only see the perfect wife, the patient mother, the woman who never falters.
No one… except Himawari.
Most daughters, if given the chance, would turn back time to protect their mother’s happiness—even if it meant erasing their own existence. Himawari is no different.
She was the only one who saw her mother breaking.
And she chose to break the world to fix it.
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Ciggarettes & Kisses, and A Whole Lot of Nuances by Wayward_Willow
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
01 Jul 2026
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Vibe check, vibe check:
Late-night drives, city lights, and two bruised hearts finding temporary reprieve
in each other's company—shared cigarettes, quiet truths... and an impulsive kiss...(?)
From Obsession: Yakuza Heiress.
Bookmarked by bogusbabe
22 Jul 2026
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ShikaHina - Kisses and smoking. I wish this was a whole story!
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Sasuke is not good at social media. Hinata doesn't mind, much.
Bookmarked by bogusbabe
21 Jul 2026
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SasuHina - Sasuke has no idea how SM works but he still got the girl
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He has always been just 'Captain Uchiha.'
Feared. Respected. Always at an arm’s distance...
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SasuHina. He finished trimming the fern and gently patted the soil down around its base. He reached into his back pocket, pulled out an old, stained rag, and wiped the worst of the dirt off his hands. He let out a long breath and finally looked up to see who had come into the shop on such a miserable afternoon.
Sasuke froze completely. Growing up in a house full of cops, he’d trained himself to constantly observe people. It was a leftover survival habit - always scan the room, always look for threats, always figure out what a person wants before they ask for it. But when his dark eyes landed on her, his brain just stopped working.