#naruthot

[makuzais-blog]

naruthot: this is only a me thing (i cant speak for anyone else) but naruhina hasnt developed at all (it needed a movie and a game to help) and sasusaku ?? ??? what THE FUCK its been said by kishimoto that they havent kissed at all i wonder why -- their wasnt any development between them (manga wise; the forehead poke does not count) and the kids are so ugly especially boruto he is literally the fucking worst hes bratty and naruto doesnt help w his bad parenting the only one that 

*rubs my dirty hands together* oh my god ok like don’t get me wrong i’m actually a super huge fan of both those ships ( but it’s mostly... bcos of my own headcanons and whatnot ) but i ??? totally see your point like. i’m all for an action based anime but like. if ur gonna make things canon like that i just wish there had been more time for them ?? like literally sasusaku’s main fucking thing is (from what i’ve peeped) “is sarada sakura’s?” and IT MAKES ME MAD THAT THAT IS A FOCUS RATHER THAN THEIR ACTUAL RELATIONSHIP.  i rlly do love that ship bcos it even holds a v personal rl connection for me and i’m just sad there wasn’t more for it, and naruhina too. there were plenty of moments for it to build but nooOOooO. just ugh. also yes i actually can’t stand the next gen designs like. it just came off as too predictable like that’s not how genetics actually work pls reconsider. it’s not like, ugly, it’s just... there’s flaws. *deep breath* and that is why i haven’t watched it yet. also in what world is naruto a bad parent ??? why would they do this ??? fgdfh

[nanomachinery-blog]

#rhian hates me #but i love her

sounds fake. this fakery will not stand.  ///  @naruthot

[thedeersshadow]

attempts to cloud watch with shikamaru but only ends up fidgeting and elbowing him in the temple.

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“  the hell, naruto!?  ”  and here he was, completely and utterly relaxed, beginning to doze off, even, when naruto just had to jab him right in the temple—and with his bony elbow, no less! he sits up, rubbing the injured area, and glares down at his hyperactive friend.  “  i know you can’t help the fidgeting, man, but you hit me in that god damn temple! do you know how dangerous a blow to that spot can be?  ”

[shinkunoakuma-blog]

naruthot replied to your post: lazily pinches his cheeks. :3c

menmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa )))):

                 loserrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr B((((((

[uzunero-blog1]

❛ we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes. ❜ :eyes:

Prompts  AcceptingVarious Starters

                                   ❛     You  don’t  have  to  be  a  certain  age  to  be  a  hero  ,  ‘ttebane  .  heroes  come  in  all  shapes      &&      sizes  .  look  at  Jiraiya  ,  look  at  your  father  ...  but  most  of  all  ,  Naruto  ,  look  at  yourself  .  You  were  my  hero  before  you  could  walk  ,  ‘ttebane  .      ❜

 a  gentle  hand  lays  itself  upon  the  sun’s  shoulder  .  reveling  in  the  feeling  of  HER  SON  being  before  her  ,  close  enough  to  reach  .  so  proud  in  the  way  she  looked  at  him  .  so  happy  that  she  was  able  to  call  him  her  boy  .  even  as  he  stumbled  ,  trying  to  find  a  grip  on  reality  .  just  like  when  he  was  a  toddler  in  her  dreams  .  those  first  steps  towards  her      &&       he’d  fall  ,  but  never  failing  to  return  to  that  determined  facade  she  knew  so  well  .

                                  ❛     Keep  going  ,  Naruto  .  I  know  you  can  do  it  ,  ‘ttebane  .     ❜

[shinkunoakuma-blog]

naruthot replied to your post: naruthot replied to your post: ...

u …….. bitch ass hoe )8 im telling sasuke

                 yeah? call him up so i can call him a loser too.

[shinkunoakuma-blog]

lazily pinches his cheeks. :3c

                ❛    ow, ow, OW!!    ❜    pulling himself away sharply, the blond tended to underestimate his STRENGTH – much to menma’s displeasure. a hand reaches to rub at his tender cheek, redness spreading now upon pale skin. he’s annoyed,  (  ALTHOUGH IT’S NOTHING NEW  )   a hand shoots over to pull at the blonds ear & tugs him close to shout.  ❛    you touch me again, & i’ll STAB you  —  got it?! if that doesn’t work your whole ramen collection is goin’ in the trash – or maybe i’ll set it on fire!    ❜

[yamanakabeauty-blog]

Green Thumbs

Starter for @naruthot

        FOR A while now Ino had noticed some strange behaviour in and around the shopfront, Naruto was lurking around; it was difficult to know what he was exactly doing or after but as soon as she asked him a simple question it almost always resulted in him scurrying off nervously or buying potting mix claiming it was a request of Sakura's. But to the best of her knowledge, Sakura couldn't even keep a cactus alive, so she certainly wouldn't desire potting mix for a garden of any kind; something wasn't adding up. Today was much the same, he strolled in wearing unusual attire when her thought she wasn't paying attention and crouched in the corner of the shop; it was odd to say the least, even if he was a powerful shinobi. Perhaps her picked up his unusual behaviour from his sensei's, it seemed as if having a strange habit was a requirement these days.

        EYES NARROWING, the florist leans forward, elbows pressing down on the counter as she nestled her chin in the palms of her hands; what was he doing over in that corner? "Look I have no issue if you want to buy something, or even if you have questions," Ino calls out boldly, a frown settling across her rims; "But do you really need to wear a weird disguise and breathe your hot breath all over my cosmos over there, Naruto?" It was a fair question, and did he REALLY think such a ridiculous disguise was necessary? There was hardly anything embarrassing about being in a flower shop, so why did he always hide his identity or run away when confronted? It was unusual to say the least.

        GENDER SHOULD never define whether someone could or couldn't express interest in a subject; being a kunoichi in this male orientated society taught her that much, not to mention her family's history with flowers. Could that possibly be his cause for concern on the matter? How foolish. Sighing heavily, the blonde slips around the counter, golden locks flowing behind her as she slowly made her way towards him; "If you own up to your interests, don't you think you will be so much happier?" Why is this such a big deal anyway?