And It's Contagious.

I want to be reading fanfic, not writing it. Unfortunately, I want to be reading very specific fanfic which I will in fact first have to write.

i didn't say it was good, i said it has bewitched me body and soul

🙏the gospel (not in vain😭😭)

Curse of Hatred has to be the biggest bullshit in all of Naruto and I understand how more then half the fandom takes it as truth. Tobirama tells us how Uchiha's feel strong emotions. Strong love and strong hatred when they lose somone they love. In other words they grief unlike most of Shinobi, who just bury it deep inside as we've seen. The Curse of Hatred is the same thing people used as to why women deserved less and weren't welcomed in politics. Because apperntly they were hysterical, unlike logical and rational men. Same went for Uchiha. Konoha used curse of hatred as excuse to not trust Uchiha and keep them out of politics. Because they were too irrational and their emotions would cloud their decisions and judgment.

And fandom took that to heart instead of seeing it as prejudiced propaganda. Madara and Sasuke are prime victims of this in fandom. Their ships are all literally "insert character" saving them from themselves and bringing them to good side (said good side supports having child soldiers). SNS and HashiMada/MadaHashi are literally the same thing as man saving women from themselves because their choices are "irrational". I've heard it thousands of times how Naruto "saved" Sasuke from his dark side. As if Sasuke didn't have evrey right to be mad at Konoha. Same goes with Hashirama "saving" Madara. It's always how they saved them from Curse of Hatred.

Or how SasuSaku fans use Curse of Hatred as reason Sasuke rejected Sakura. While after it was "broken" he suddenly realized his feelings for her.

The whole Curse of Hatred is just an excuse for how Uchiha's were treated. Just as whole women are too emotional statement was used as an excuse to not give women equal rights as men. Uchiha's weren't irrational, hysterical or too emotional. But if standard for love was "If anyone dares try and disturb that harmony. Whether it's my own offspring, family, or someone I consider brother I won't hesitate to strike them down" Hashirama, then Uchiha's do seem hysterical.

In conclusion, Curse of Hatred is bullshit and if we had major female Uchiha character we'd agree it sounds like sexism. It's just that Curse of Hatred wasn't used for sexism, but racism so they can keep Uchiha's away from powerful positions.

Lmao

😂will never stop loving this

Surely Madara’s best friend isn’t a backstabber, right Hashirama?

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Real

Overly decorative words serve to elude truth, an art form it is, deigned for the most rancid of persons. Shards of a once whole mirror would reflect with much distortion, such a person. Self-awareness had become weapon, an ally, and not condemning nor convicting.

'...a world of only peace'

Underlying arrogance reared its head with words thrown with calculated thought. Tranquillity was a luxury afforded by the ignorant, the insignificant, the unburdened. He was none of that, and yet, a mind battered to recognise opportunity could not afford him to speak what his vessels knew as truth.

A child soldier, an unsharpened weapon with all the making of pristine metal. He was no sword smith, but he understood a good metal is one capable of reconstructing to his will. And what better words to sooth a child than hope of heaven while truly offering a known hell.

The world has never known peace in his short-lived time, partly a consequence of his actions. Which, in hindsight, proved the hipocracy of it all, the cycle he dreamed to break had him as the violent hurricane to cause pain, long suffering, and, of course, sorrow.

'...a world of only love'

Another lie that tumbled smoothly off his tongue, gravely tone reverberating off the story walls. Such words were, of course, tantalising to a younger, inexperienced mind, so full of wisdom that a young mind, scathing for scraps of hope would not see the blatant bullshit.

What had he known of love? The love of his brothers? He remembers not of their faces nor their names. They were weak, soldiers born to war, the concept of childhood a foreign luxury. He had brothers, he remembers, the number filled his hand, and yet to mourn them was a brief altercation.

But there was one brother who lived longer, one unforgettable in visage and name. Then, he'd truly loved, truly suffered. He had willed his emotions to be volatile, tainted this love with unadulterated loathing.

Love, he remembers a woman, deep hazel green eyed. He remembers not of a wife, perhaps a momentary infatuation, perhaps a stranger. He recalls feathery touches, lingering glances, and lust. Not love, never offered love, she was a woman, one of many.

'...futility.'

Perhaps the only truth he'd spoken, the only perceptive observation accurately described. Had he believed perfection to be futile, then truly his actions have abandoned hope of resonation with his thesis.

Irredeemable, unreasonable. His ideology is anything but coherent. Subjected to be the object of the unfathomable, he lives to be death impersonated. Chaos embodied. Izanami.

Tewwww good

Hey you ever think about The Characters so much to the point where