#Naruto ShippudeN
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Sakura is the dog🤣 waiting for Sasuke.. who fucked karin and has a child with her
Make me the subject of your desire
#Sasukarin#sasuke uchiha#sasuke#uchiha#uchiha sasuke#karin#karin uchiha#karin uzumaki#uzumaki karin#naruto#sasusaku#sakura haruno#sakura uchiha#anti sakura haruno#anti sasusaku#sakura is useless#team taka#team hebi#anti team 7#team 7#naruhina#anti naruhina#sarada uchiha#boruto#boruto two blue vortex#naruto shippuden#sasuke retsuden#pro sasuke uchiha#suigetsu hozuki#anti suika
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Slipping through my fingers, all the time
13/20
The first time he saw you falter, it was the tremor in your hand that gave you away. You were always so steady, so sure. But that morning, as you reached for your coffee mug, there it was—a small, almost imperceptible shake. He didn’t say anything, only watched as you set the mug down a little too carefully. When he asked if you were feeling all right, you smiled, brushing it off with a laugh that sounded a touch too practiced.
“It’s nothing,” you said, waving him off. “Probably just the weather.”
He believed you, or maybe he let himself believe you because it was easier than facing the alternative.
The park was where he saw it again. It was autumn, the air crisp, the leaves crackling underfoot as the two of you walked side by side. You stumbled—not clumsily, but in a way that didn’t feel like you. When you reached for his arm, your grip was firm, desperate even, as if the earth had shifted beneath your feet.
“Careful,” he said lightly, hoping his voice didn’t betray him.
You laughed, but the sound was thin. “Guess I’m getting old.”
You held onto his arm for the rest of the walk. He didn’t mind. He told himself you just liked being close, but there was a shadow in his chest that refused to lift.
It wasn’t long before the shadow grew roots.
One night, he found you sitting on the bathroom floor, your head buried in your hands. The tremors were worse now, rattling through you like the aftershocks of a distant quake. When he knelt beside you, the look in your eyes hit him harder than any words could have.
“What’s going on?” he asked, his voice low and steady, though inside he felt like he was unraveling.
You didn’t answer at first, just stared at the tiled floor as if it held all the answers you couldn’t give.
Finally, you whispered, “It’s a condition. Degenerative. There’s no cure.”
The weight of those words crushed the air from the room. He felt his chest tighten, his lungs refusing to expand. “How long?”
“Years,” you said, your voice cracking. “But it’s getting worse now.”
It was the first time he truly understood what inevitable meant—not as a word, but as a sentence, as a suffocating truth that could crush bone and marrow alike.
What could he say?
He wrapped his arms around you as you broke down. He'd hold you together.
He learned quickly how to carry the pieces of you that were breaking.
There were schedules to memorize, pills to count, appointments to keep. Some days were harder than others, when the disease clawed at you with its invisible hands, leaving you too exhausted to move. Those days, he would sit by your side, feeding you soup and pretending not to notice how you flinched at the effort it took to swallow.
But there were good days too.
Days when you smiled at him like nothing had changed. You’d sit on the couch together, your head on his shoulder, laughing at something on the television. He memorized those moments, stored them like treasures in the back of his mind. On the bad days, he would dig them out and hold them close, desperate for warmth. These moments were his lifeline.
The first time you forgot his name, it nearly broke him.
He had been reading to you, his voice filling the quiet room, when you suddenly interrupted. “Who are you?” you asked, your voice hesitant, like a child asking a question they weren’t sure they were allowed to ask.
He froze, the words catching in his throat. For a moment, all he could do was stare at you, his heart a stone sinking in his chest.
“It’s me,” he said softly, his voice trembling. He told you his name, reminded you of the life you shared. Slowly, recognition returned to your eyes, but the crack it left in him never healed.
Later that night, when you were asleep, he cried in the living room.
The decline was relentless, each new symptom a thief stealing pieces of you. Your strength, your independence, your voice—one by one, they slipped through his fingers, leaving only memories behind.
One night, as he sat by your bedside, you reached out, your hand frail and trembling. He took it, feeling the coldness of your skin seep into his own.
“Thank you,” you whispered.
“For what?” he asked, his voice rough.
“For staying,” you said, your lips curling into the faintest smile.
He wanted to tell you that leaving had never been an option, that he would have stayed even if the world had been burning around him. But the words wouldn’t come. Instead, he pressed your hand to his lips, letting the silence speak for him.
One night, the both of you sat outside on the balcony, the night wrapping her arms around you, placing you in a cocoon.
"Do you ever think about what comes next?" You ask him softly, resting you head on his shoulder.
He didn't answer right away. He didn't want to.
Finally, he settled on "I try not to."
You smiled up at him, faintly, "Me too,"
The silence rang out in the night.
The day you died, the air felt too still.
He had known it was coming. He had sat with you through every agonizing step, watching as the disease stripped you down to nothing. But when he walked into the room and saw you lying there, so still, so quiet, it was as if the ground had been ripped out from under him.
He didn’t cry at first. He couldn’t. He sat beside you, holding your hand, staring at the empty shell that had once been you. It felt like the air had been stolen from the room, leaving him suffocating in a silence that pressed against his ears like a scream.
Now, he stands in front of your grave, the weight of the world pressing down on him. The headstone is simple, your name etched into the cold, unyielding stone. He traces the letters with his fingers, the roughness of the engraving biting into his skin.
The grief is a living thing, clawing at his chest, filling his throat with sand. The world around him is too bright, too loud, the chirping of birds and rustling of leaves feeling like an insult to your absence.
He kneels, the grass damp beneath his knees, and bows his head. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, his voice breaking. “I couldn’t save you. I… I should have done more. Said more.”
The words are a flood now, spilling from him in a torrent he can’t stop. “I miss you,” he chokes out, his breath hitching. “God, I miss you so much.”
The grief is suffocating, a black hole swallowing him whole. He clutches at the earth, the dampness seeping into his skin, grounding him in the only way he knows how.
For the first time since you left, he lets himself feel the full weight of it—the loss, the anger, the love. He breaks, the sobs wracking his body, shaking him to his core.
And as the sun sets, casting long shadows across the cemetery, he stays there, the weight of your absence pressing down on him like the weight of the sky.
⇝ 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥! 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯
#naruto#suriki writes#naruto x reader#naruto shippuden#suriki#naruto uzumaki x reader#angst#suriki's masterlist#jjk angst#jjk#jjk x reader#jjk gojo#suguru geto#gojo satoru#mha#mha x reader#mha bakugou#katsuki bakugou#katsuki bakugo x reader#izuku x reader#midoriya izuku#haikyuu#hinata shoyo#one piece#zoro#sanji#luffy#x you#anime#x reader
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how they comfort you after a fight
characters: kakashi, itachi, sasuke, naruto, gaara, shikamaru
#smut#naruto smut#naruto x reader#naruto oneshot#itachi naruto#sasuke x you#sasuke smut#sasuke x reader#naruto x sasuke#naruto fanfiction#naruto x you#kakashi smut#kakashi x reader#itachi x reader#shikamaru x you#pain naruto#naruto shippuden#naruto fluff#naruto#itachi smut#jjk smut#jjk texts#gojo smut#naruto texts#gojo x reader
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does anyone have any silly obito screencaps from the anime? pls drop them below if you do i will be so grateful 🙏
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Artist unknown
Contrast and similarities
#naruto#naruto shippuden#obito uchiha#naruto wallpaper#obito wallpaper#naruto uzumaki#kakashi hatake#sasuke uchiha#sasuke wallpaper#kakashi wallpaper
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#peace and love on planet naruto
oh everyone's all "peace and love on planet naruto" BUT WHEN I, UCHIHA MADARA,
Let's give Sasuke some love! Multi shipping style!
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Another colored cell
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So, I started reading an alternative history fanfiction where Sasuke saves Itachi and I'm just at the first chapter, but even so I loved how faithfully the taka team was represented in this first part because they would follow Sasuke without questioned him, without any judgment or hesitation...
Kishimoto just made them for Him and nothing cam change my mind, they are similar to him and so do Sasuke to them.
The everlasting love on Ao3
#naruto#naruto shippuden#anti naruto ending#naruto manga#fandom: naruto#naruto series#naruto anime#naruto analysis#naruto comic#naruto au#naruto fanfiction#sasuke uchiha#karin uzumaki#suigetsu hozuki#juugo#anti konoha#itachi uchiha#team taka#team hebi#favorite
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Tbh my Naruto 2000s au is just FRIENDS but slightly to the left
#Actual plot points and relationships aren’t the same but certain interactions are the same#if that makes any sense lol#Naruto 2000s au#Venus’ art#digital art#fanart#naruto#naruto modern au#temari#temari nara#shikamaru nara#ino yamanaka#sakura fanart#sakura haruno#sasuke uchiha#naruto uzumaki#naruto shippuden#uzumaki naruto#Friends au#I suppose idk man
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NOOOOOOOoooooo....
Minato lives
#minato namikaze#naruto#naruto shippuden#namikaze minato#kakashi hatake#hatake kakashi#jiraiya#uzumaki naruto#naruto uzumaki#yondaime hokage#digital art#artists on tumblr#koko draws#sad 😢
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Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke
Live Spectacle Naruto - Song of the Akatsuki (video)
#itachi#sasuke#itachi uchiha#sasuke uchiha#uchiha itachi#uchiha sasuke#itasasu#sasuita#mygifs#protection crow#naruto#naruto shippuden#ryuji sato#shinji rachi#Live Spectacle Naruto#Song of the Akatsuki#naruto stage play#naruto live action#masashi kishimoto
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What do you MEAN "sasunaru vs narusasu" we're the same people WHO ARE YOU FIGHTING????
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Hanabi Hyuga
#hanabi#hanabi hyuga#boruto naruto next generations#boruto#ai waifu#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#ai girl#naruto shippuden
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THIS IS SOOO COOOOL
Naruto v Sasuke Part 8/13
#narutographic#narutoedit#naruto shippuden#naruto uzumaki#sasuke uchiha#naruto#anime#gif#anime gif#goku-z
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23/11/24-Naruto modo Chakra Fanart.
#art#drawing#fanart#artists on tumblr#digital art#digital illustration#anime#my artwork#my art#boruto naruto next generations#narutoborutothemovie#naruto art#team 7#naruto manga#naruto fanart#sasuke uchiha#naruto uzumaki#sarada uchiha#boruto uzumaki#naruto shippuden#boruto next generation#boruto two blue vortex
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