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Rules & Regularions

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ This is just a blog dedicated to the character of Naori Uchiha, a filler character from the Naruto anime. These are some rules that I would like you to know. <3

I. ‎ This is a Naori-centric blog, with drabbles, ideas, HCs, and other stuff. But, this isn't just a blog for roleplaying, it's a mix of my Naori-centric babble along with Naori roleplaying. Something important is that Naori isn't only exclusive to a particular character/OC when she's roleplaying.

II. ‎ Something important about this is that the purple font is: Naori, otherwise it will be your adorable Mod.

III. ‎ Please be kind to the other blogs that interact here, whether you have an anonymous blog, a simple roleplaying blog or you're just here to write <<be nice>>, please. You're more than welcome to gush about our dream girl through my Askbox or my DMs. <3

IV. ‎ My DMs are always open if anyone wants to talk about everything and anything at the same time. Naruto fandom, Naoricore, ideas, whatever. The mod doesn't care.🖤

V. ‎ If you have any questions or concerns regarding these rules, you can send me a message to my DMs or Askbox, I will be happy to answer you.

VI. ‎ Please understand that the Mod may be very busy so it may take a while for me to respond, but that doesn't mean I'm upset with you, if I am I'll let you know always with great respect.

VII. ‎ Have fun with this blog and let's be nerdy and weird together, this is tumblr guys, let's enjoy this moment!

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Mulan (2009) dir. Jingle Ma

the curse of love

Uchiha Week 2023 Day 1:

Brotherhood / Uchiha Kunoichi

First post for Uchiha Week 2023! umm please ignore the fact that she's a literal filler character I still like Naori (and please don't ask why I didn't just fucking draw Mikoto or smth idk either)

@uchiha-event

Delicate pattern for this black ground haori, with a discreet pattern of matsuba (pine needles), kinoko (mushrooms), and dainty birds.

I also love that refined cream obi, depicting maple leaves caught in a spiderweb:

I woke up and said: heavens, why don't we make our muses?

Naori is happy right now (at least that’s what I think), although she decided to stay in the corner to watch more comfortably.

“…” She smiles softly.

i’ll tag:

@sasori-rp , @kikaichuno , @thedevotedhealer , @kaminoshisha , @naga-ame-of-the-mist , @kiigan , @uchihasavior , and anyone who wants to do it is also welcome uwu ₊✧

𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇✨

I tag everyone--!!

i believe we don’t talk enough about this Uchiha goddess. she’s presented as the first Izanami user (one of the strongest Uchiha dōjutsu that Itachi uses against Kabuto).

also - in Shintō mythology, Izanami is a goddess and Izanagi’s wife. and Kishimoto chose to represent Izanami as stronger and better than Izanagi - as nothing less than Izanagi’s savior.

the one feminist moment of Naruto we were looking for. it’s here everyone

Naori blinked slowly as she observed the reaction of the pink-haired woman.

The woman was fast, she wouldn’t deny that.

She didn’t flinch at the kunai pointed at her, though it finally gave her an idea of what the pink-haired woman was.

‘A kunoichi…?’

Naori tilted her head slightly to one side, noticing how weak the woman looked. It seemed like she was about to faint at any moment.

Having seen and confirmed firsthand that the woman was, in fact, no threat to her or anyone —at least not in that state—, she deactivated her Sharingan, as if attempting to reassure her.

She spoke again, this time more softly, in a calm tone to avoid startling her.

"You have very quick reflexes… I was wondering if you were lost and needed help."

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 // 🖤

Gothic imagery for this modern kimono by Furifu, mixing crows, manor, black cat , witch, etc.

I love the complete look with spiderweb haori, crescent moon bag, and cat in the moon obidome.