“But You’re Not Real…” “I Never Was.”

At 25 and 30 years of age humans fully develop their brain, this is known as the brain of a fully developed adult human, Itachi never had the opportunity for that..

Kids start losing their baby teeth when they're around 5 and keep losing them by the time they turn 13 (generally speaking). And Itachi had, by that time, seen a war, been sent to a dangerous organization which made him kill people older than him, saw his best friend die, had to carry out the massacre, including killing his parents.

All before he lost his baby teeth.

Blue hydrangea after rain.

Shiga, Japan.

TO ALL OF YOU WONDERFUL MUN’S THAT PLAY FEMALE MUSES: i love you. you are wonderful. the difference in attention that male muses get compared to female one’s is absolutely disgusting and intolerable. ladies deserve love. they deserve attention. ladies are fucking fascinating and are entitled to just as much regard and adoration as the male ones. SPREAD THE LOVE AROUND TODAY Y’ALL. LOVE ON A LADY MUSE.

shoutout to the twelve (12) naruto women who are confirmed to be jounin and are also not medical ninja! (thanks to @tora-the-cat for compiling the naruto women list with me)

yuuhi kurenai

temari

samui

pakura

ringo ameyuri

kurotsuchi

nii yugito

uchiha mikoto

umino kohari

maki

kazamatsuri moegi

hyuuga hanabi

you did it, ladies! you beat sexism!

May I ask you for a drawing of Naori and nagisa for Valentine’s Day? Maybe them sharing their first kiss during their Senju/ uchiha wedding ceremony <3 no pressure ofc

The gasp that would follow this kiss ✨

A purple heart for the Goddess of the Uchiha 💜👑

“I am a human, not a goddess… but thank you…”

Naori thanked the anonymous person, accepting the purple heart almost timidly. Despite not being able to see this person face to face, she thanked them for their support with a subtle but soft smile.

Naori Uchiha’s Mangekyō Sharingan (TW: SA, matricide, Trauma, grief, war)

Naori was a member of the Uchiha clan during the second Shinobi world war era, and she was a badass! With her Mangekyō Sharingan, she is assumed to be the first of the Uchiha clan to utilize the Izanami (a powerful genjutsu that entraps the target’s mind in a loop), as well as its inventor.

Her story is rather sad, and honestly I think a great representation of female grief and rage resulting from trauma. She was bullied for being a powerful Kunoichi (female Shinobi). As she grew up, she was feared in her clan by most of the men, and forced to marry a lustful older man by her mother, which triggered her trauma from a previous attempted sexual assault incident. She came to her mother, the only person in the clan who Naori believed understood her, and impaled her with a sword. Upon her death, Naori’s mother told her, “You grew up to be the woman I always wanted you to be. Thank you Naori.” After which, Naori’s Mangekyō was awakened.

Naori’s Mangekyō is shaped like a flower, as a reminder of her mother’s fleeting life.

While the young woman explained her situation, Naori listened in silence, not interrupting her even once. As she spoke, Naori observed her features: the girl must have been at least seventeen years old.

Too young. And yet, in the world they lived in, parents would rather send their children to warfields to learn how to survive than face the pain of burying them.

Her eyes fell on the burn mark on the girl’s right arm, noticing it only then. Naori was no stranger to such injuries, not in times like these, when many of her companions ended up wounded.

When the girl finished speaking, Naori paused for a moment, thinking carefully before responding in a soft but calm tone:

“I understand. I can offer you a place to rest and tend to your wounds.”

Without waiting for a verbal or physical response—or even searching for a look of gratitude or relief in the woman’s jade-green eyes—Naori turned around and gestured gently for her to follow.

“Come. I’ll guide you there. It shouldn’t take long to reach it.”

Naori started walking, making sure to keep a slow pace so the wounded woman could follow without difficulty.

The pinkette looked around, trying to navigate where the heck she was.

The fourth shinobi war didn't go as planned, and survivors were forced to retreat and flee to seek shelter from the moon goddess. Then that idiot, Naruto did something and smacked the ground with chakra infused and used some sort of reverse summoning and now she ended up here.

". . . Where am i?" Sakura looked around. She was still in her jonin pants, one of her sleeves still missing, the burn mark still eminent on her right arm, it stung still like a son of a bitch. The girl was covered in scratches. bruises and her candyfloss hair was covered in dirt, but her priority now lay in finding out where the fuck she was and how to get back where she belonged, even though she was dangerously low on chakra, so she had trouble sensing around her surroundings as well.

"This forest is like a maze!" She whined after a good thirty minutes of walking, flopping down on the ground tiredly.

She wandered, trying to navigate as best as she could within the forests, unaware of the pair of eyes watching her.

// A little hello from my favorite muse, Sakura!

Naori watched the pink-haired woman from her position.

Her clothes—unlike anything she had ever seen before—were worn, as if she had come out of a tough fight. Her hair, the color of cherry blossoms in spring, was dirty and slightly disheveled, giving her a messy appearance.

She noticed how the woman could barely walk. A civilian? Impossible; her arms bore muscles that symbolized strength. A farmer’s daughter? Unlikely; they were too far from the nearest village that wasn’t under the Uchiha clan’s domain.

Was the woman the daughter of a clan member? She didn’t think so. Her hair was far too striking, and if that were the case, word would have spread of an Uchiha with that hair color. Another clue that disproved her deduction was the woman’s eyes, resembling those jade-colored gemstones.

Her Sharingan spun, trying to discern whether this was a trap to lure someone in. That seemed the most likely explanation.

The Uchiha clan had been fractured by internal war between those who hungered for more power, causing many to turn on one another. Some used decoys, forcing civilians or travelers to play the role of bait to lure in the more compassionate members of the rival group, only to ambush them.

She was about to turn away, convinced this was nothing but a trap, when the pink-haired woman suddenly sat down, trying to catch her breath and sweating.

Naori noticed the small tremors in the woman’s arms; she was exhausted. That was when she realized this was no trap after all.

Slowly, but cautiously, she approached the woman from behind. As soon as she stopped behind the pink-haired stranger, she spoke in a calm, gentle tone:

“Excuse me, miss.”

@crystalstylehexagon // 🖤

who is naori uchiha? i don't remember her

That girl who invented the izanami. She's a filler character but she's kinda have a cool design and before Sarada she was the only known female uchiha possessing a Mangekyou sharingan