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"Okay, I take it back. You're a better healer than me." Cue an exasperated sigh as the blond held out the controller "Now can you please unglue this thing? I can't even aim properly anymore."
“TAKE THAT, DATTEBANE!!” her excited scream is all that is required to drown our Minato’s perfectly ignorable request, the result of the match displayed on the screens, her beating his by a perfect margin of 10,000. A smug smirk is thrown his way as she crosses her arms and leaned back in her chair, and could have possibly decided to take a screenshot of the screen. Evidence of his failures was never a bad idea.
“Eh. Like you can aim well on your best day. Go fool someone who doesn’t know you Namikage. Though your face says how much you suck so I’d not bother if I were you.” That glue wouldn’t be coming off anytime soon. The seller had ensured her that they used it for furniture, after all.
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When Munch-munch treats you to the food of gods!!!!!!! +_+
@minaa-munch
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This is why it didn't work out.
“No! It didn’t work out because YOU DIDN’T BRING HOME ANY RAMEN ‘TTEBANE!!”
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Ehh....KushiMiko would not work out. Why? Itachibi.
I want my godson. I went as far as to forgive Miko-chan for marrying Fugaface, didn’t I? All for/because of Itachibi.
Itachibi MUST happen, ‘ttebane. And NOTHING; not fans, canon or even the creator, will come in the way of my having the right to torture my godson!! Which means he MUST exist.
Which means Miko-chan has to marry Fugaface. Ita-chan is his only redeeming quality, anyway, so lets not take that from him, ne? u-u’’’
Besides, Flake needs a nemesis. His ego is too big. Ita-chan made a good nemesis at the age of a total of 3 months old when he won a staring contest against flake. That was the day Ita-chan became a worthy godson and the perfect Flake nemesis.
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๑ Headcanons shared with @minaa-munch & @uchihaa-itachi.
#Head canon stuff#Itachibi#Flake#Best godmother ever#'ttebane#uwu#Like who needs shippy stuff when you have ramen to slurp#and godson to spoil/corrupt/torment#insert evil cackle
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First drawing finished!!
I’ll try and finish most of the pencil drawings I’ve done these past two weeks, so you already know what I’ll be posting the next few days :D
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"Two...eh?"
The konoichi stared at the chibi's fingers. Blinked. Looked back at the waterfall of tears a certain blonde was managing to somehow not drown in...and then...
"Lets make a deal chibi-chan." Selective deafness was a thing. An Uzumaki tradition. Or she was declaring it one. Either way, a chibi was a chibi whether a civilian chibi or a shinobi one.
A demonic mile spread onto her lips as she appraised the small creature before her and she finally nodded, mind made up. "You agree to be my minion and we can raise the rate to five Ryō!"
It was about time she got to recruiting, after all. And who was she to say no to such a talented candidate? He already had the skill set too, if the flake’s current state was a point of assessment.
@minaa-munch & @konohagakurekakashi
Kaka-chibi has refused the froggy onesie.
It even has a smiley face to go with your mask, ne?
“Ano, its the eyes, isn’t it?” Pause, “Ah..how about a different colored one, ne?”
@konohagakurekakashi
#Konohagakurekakashi#Verse: The Chibi Genius [Genin Kakashi]#Hatake Kakashi#minaa munch#Minato Namikaze#I donno why but I just felt like replying to this#some of flake's dignity has survived#SOMEHOW#Lets kill it#ne?#owo#I no have any Uzumaki icons#;w;
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More MinaKushi fluff headcanons
Note: This post is a fandom service by the Crazy Insomaniac, Finger Seizure & Typo Queen.
❂ The first time Kushina saw Minato, at the Academy, because of his hair, he reminded her of a sea urchin. Perhaps part of her making the connection was her yearning for home - Uzushiokagure - where she was always exposed to sea life. Either way, the first few interactions the two had, that is how Minato was referred to, by her; sea urchin. It took awhile for her to remember his actual name.
❂ Following the failed Kumo kidnapping, things between Kushina and Minato became awkward (for the first twenty minutes at least). Uzumakis don't do awkward (they make things awkward for everyone else). As soon as she was released from the fussing medics, she proceeded to drag Minato to the nearest Izakaya to not only thank him like the decent rival she was, but also to explain how she had been captured only because those icky Kumo nin had caught her off-guard. He didn't need to save her, she was going to kick their butts whirlpool style the minute they crossed the border (because otherwise Konoha would look bad, ‘ttebane). She is flustered and since she can't shake off the trappings of awkwardness from her person, she ditches him halfway, leaving him to pay the bill. Whether he knows it or not, that is the day his fate is set in stone - he'll always be paying for their shared meals (which would eventually become a thing).
❂ Minato has the misfortune of befriending a girl who does not understand social norms. He realised this when he woke up one day to the deformed face of one Uzumaki Kushina, who had her face pressed up against the glass of his window. It takes him a while to recognize her. It takes his profound sense of shock at the alien sight to ensure he doesn’t throw a kunai at the intruder. It takes a lot of practice to get used to the sight each morning they both happen to be in Konoha, from then on.
❂ Kushina adores Minato's need for learning new things and his innate curiosity, but she has to make sure she's not within a ten mile radius whenever he's trying his twitchy fingers at a new seal/ninjutsu. Primarily because of an incident that may or may not have involved both of them losing their facial hair - the explosion having caught the attention of one irate Uchiha Fugaku who had to arrest them for causing public disturbance. A night spent in the KMPF holding cells is no fun, 'ttebane. Especially with no eyebrows.
❂ Minato's scrolls are everywhere. You’ll find them under the couch. Under the bed. Piled up in most corners of the house. Scrolls containing ideas. Scrolls filled with failed ideas and details on why they failed and how to make them work - all colour coded and categorized. He hoards them. She hates it. She is always tripping on them. Whenever they grow too much, like alien-esque paper fungi, the Uzumaki can and will pick a scroll from the least important category and burn it, much to his horror. She also has a habit of sealing some of his prized scrolls in another [she is the better seal master, ne] and hiding them because prank no jutsu and Minato should have married his scrolls if they were so important anyways.
❂ Kushina has a lot more stamina than Minato - she never tires. She’d be up early in the morning and energetic to boot. In comparison, on the nights Minato does sleep, it's next to impossible to wake him up (unless you’re either ANBU or one Uzumaki Kushina). As long as Minato knows there is no danger and no pressing matters to attend to, he will not leave the fluffy confines of his bed willingly. Kushina never cares much for his consent though. A zombie Minato stumbling around the village, following an energetic chirpy red head, has been spotted often in the early hours of the morning.
❂ Minato's brain on the other hand, refuses to shut up. When he is obsessing over a new jutsu, even she can hear it working at times during the night and said experience resulted in the blond getting a pillow to the face followed by being banished. If it comes down to it, she will use Ryusui’s special incense because Minato is annoying.
❂ Both are colour blind - figuratively. You do NOT want them going shopping for clothing by themselves. Colours that may not look as bright on another person tend to always clash with their hair. Many shinobi have complained about how terribly bright they are - perhaps that colour blindness was needed to produce the Orange Hokage?
❂ Kushina is terrible at groceries - and remembering to go shopping for them, too. The job always falls on Minato. Kushina refuses to let him put away the stuff though – he tried arranging it alphabetically the first time. The second time it was according to colour. There was no third time.
❂ They have matching ugly brown sweaters that Kushina made for them when she was still in her knitting phase. Why brown? No one knows. It might be the least blinding clothing the two own, though.
❂ Kushina shrunk a fair share of Minato's standard blues when they first got married. She blames it on him buying the cheap quality. He blames her for most of his paycheck going into managing her Ramen addiction. And so, a lot of uniforms were sacrificed, early on. Until Mikoto gave her the tip of doing the washing with cold water instead.
Bonus: The shrunken uniforms were taken by Kakashi. Minato and Kushina believed because they had shrunk to a size that could fit the chibi. The possible truth is that said uniform may or may not have been sold to the Konoha no Kiiroi Senkō’s fangirls.
Additional Bonus: Said phase included Minato having to resort to his study yukata because he didn’t have anything else -- much to Shikaku’s chagrin because why the heck is he the Yondaime, again?
❂ Kushina never finishes her tea. For some reason or another she always leaves the last sip of matcha swirling in her mug before taking off to the next activity. Minato can't help but sigh at this quirk since he always forgets and ends up dirtying the dishwater.
❂ Kushina makes bento boxes for Minato and his council whenever he has a day filled with meetings. The Jonin love it; the Konoha Go-Ikenban think of it as a tasteful bribe but secretly love it [we see you hiding the bento in the folds of your yukata Danzo >>]
❂ Kushina likes Spicy food. Minato doesn’t. Yet, being the flake he is, Minato always indulges her when she's ordering and regrets it after. His taste buds can not handle the intensity. He forgets it everytime, though.
❂ [v; Modern] Weekends are Game days at the Uzumaki/Namikaze household. All their close friends are welcome to drop in. Minato wins all the board games. Everytime. Kushina wins all the video games. Game rage is an issue for Kushina. Minato may not be affected as visibly as her but tends to become extremely competitive. They have an ever ongoing war between them. If you don’t believe those two are pros at trash talking, well you’ve not seen them in game mode.
❂ [v; Modern] Horror movies are Kushina’s guilty pleasure. Minato detests them - he can not make sense of them. Yet he always sits with her while she watches them. He is a low-key (pfft yeah right - he’s an absolute masochist) masochist when it comes to her.
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Shared with: @minaa-munch & @konohagakurekakashi
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“....that’s because despite the pretense, you’re bad at doing paperwork, ‘ttebane! Hand over the hat, flake. If ya can’t even register your own marriage papers properly...well the village ain’t safe in your hands!”
@minaa-munch
“Maa maa, they never found the paperwork so technically—”
@himekushinada
#And each time you bring up missing documents#I'll be here to remind you whose fault it is#Bad Flake.#u_u'
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I'm still not over my Japanese folklore/history mood, so here we have Minato and Kushina in a samurai!AU (maybe in the same one that the ukiyo-e drawing happens? Who knows, but I'm already getting ideas for more pieces!)
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The Flake conveniently forgot to mention the best one:
- How its more often than not that Minato riles Kushina up to the point that she starts strangling him with her hair - he does seem to be oddly fascinated with it so what better way to die, ne?
Were it not for the convenient ‘Skewer no Jutsu’, that’s how the Yondaime would have probably died; strangled via one awesome Uzumaki’s hair.
MinaKushi fluff headcanons
Ano... fluff? I'm not good at processing fluffy romance mate, but I'll give it a whirl. Please note, they are based off my readings [and badgering himekushinada for their approvals], ne? You're free to have your own headcanons. I don’t mean to impose on any writer around here.
- Kushina is the only person Minato has an entire list of nicknames for. He will rarely use them in public though. Most of the time, said nickname will involve food and at least three adjectives [it drives Kushina up the wall and he loves it].
- Minato forgets things on purpose. Kushina's messy little scribbled reminders are adorable and he will forever deny collecting them.
- As best friends turned hostages bound in matrimony, they still manage to argue over the silliest things [which Kushina usually wins]. They're also very competitive and will have miniature contests that range from balancing a waribashi on an elbow to a violent round of Jenken. Loser gets to do the dishes [Usually Minato. Damn those Uzumaki genes of good fortune].
- Minato is the worrywart of the two, and will hover around like a concerned penguin unless Kushina elbows him in the ribs to quit it already.
- Kushina is fluent in flake-speak and they have their own little set of field signs to communicate when there are other people in the room. She's the only one who can ruin his perfect poker face during Jōnin meetings [Shikaku has had it with these two].
- Pillow fights. So many pillow fights. [Ano, the lovley Koko drew something along similar lines and I did stumble upon it later - both are unrelated but the picture is so, so good that I need to link it here. So much better than what I had imagined!]
- Minato is a snuggler. He can't help it, since he is paranoid and all [also, Kushina makes a nice pillow]. Kushina is an early riser, and usually has to poke him awake so she can get out of bed. All she gets in return is half open lids and a lazy, dopey grin before he conks out again. Needless to say, he is annoying.
- Minato isn't the best at cooking. He only knows the basics. That doesn't stop him from making Kushina's favourite ramen [it's the only thing he knows how to cook really well, to be honest].
- They divide the chores. At least, they try to. Minato is still the Yondaime, and Kushina an active Jōnin so most of the times he gets stuck with cleaning duty while Kushina takes care of the cooking part. Occasionally, when they are too tired to do either, the duo can be found slumped in a fuzzy lump on the couch, embroiled in a half hearted tiff over what takeout to get. Usually ends with one of them dragging their feet to the kitchen to get instant cup noodles.
- Since they've been together from before Minato became Yondaime, he has a penchant for bringing Kushina souvenirs from his missions/diplomatic visits. With his... questionable aesthetic sense, you can imagine where said souvenirs end up. [their garden is full of little trinkets] The only thing Kushina actively uses is the hair ornaments - and that too during special occasions.
- Minato, as much of a light sleeper [read: paranoid] as he is, is prone to waking up in the middle of the night to Kushina constantly mumbling about something. It can range from ‘ramen stealing rabbits’ to ‘useless kitsune in need of a bath’. This is usually accompanied with the occasional elbow to his side or her tugging his hair. He doesn't mind of course. It's an Uzumaki thing, right?
- Kushina is the only one, apart from Jiraiya, who has had the misfortune of being subjected to Minato's jutsu-blabber. He will go on, and on, and on. His record so far? 4 hours. [cue a chibi version of Jiraiya sensei flashing a 'He's your problem now' placard at Kushina while Gai’s sunset no jutsu plays in the background]
- Minato is surprisingly talented at baking and Kushina is the best taste tester [if by taste testing = eats half the thing he made and forces Kakashi to eat the other half because he's so scrawny].
- Surprisingly enough, they happen to be pretty silent together. Words aren't needed when you can read each other with a mere glance and that's how they like to spend the free time they get. Savouring each other's company.
#MinaKushi#Should be KushiMina#Yup#I like KushiMina more#More fitting#Uzumaki Minato#Uzumaki Kushina#Head Canon stuff#Should have had more ramen in there....
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“.....?”
Blinks.
“What are kinks, ‘ttebane?
The only kink the Flake has is the one in his neck from always dosing off while reading boring mission reports but that's what you get for being a workaholic.
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[ Thank you, anon-chan for liking the thread. I hope you keep enjoying it. ^__^ ]
#Anon asks#I mucked up#o.o''#Been a while since I've used the side blog thingy#^^'''#So I hope this suffices#Gomen na anon-chan
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Kami Forsaken
Continued from X.
@minaa-munch:
The smell of sulfur, mixed with that of burnt flesh and grass.
Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina
An inhuman scream, mixed with a few very human ones as massive tendrils of chakra crushed Kumo nin.
Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina
White hot pain engulfing his entire mental-scape as molten claws dug into his chest. He couldn’t breathe.
Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina-Not-Kushina
His limbs were paralyzed. Panicked hues met an eerie, haunted gaze as his demonic executioner loomed closer.
Kushina?
Tears. A scream.
MINATO
He awoke with a start, his heart thudding wildly in his chest. Blue hues frantically searched his surroundings for a wisp of demonic chakra, or a shimmer of those white eyes that haunted the corners of his mind.
It took him an entire minute to realize nothing was there. Another to recall he had been dreaming. With a groan, Minato raised a palm to his sweaty face, fingers lacing themselves in his hair out of pure frustration.
It had been two weeks since the ordeal. Since he had failed his mission. Since he had stumbled across a fact a part of him wished he hadn’t.
Oh for Kami’s sake, get it together Namikaze. Willing himself away from the vision that clung to the fringes of his consciousness, his feet found solid ground. Try as he might, he couldn’t help his heart from hammering in his chest.
MINATO
Two weeks since he had gotten any sleep. Two weeks since Kushina had been avoiding him like the plague. The last thought came on a bitter note, as fingers curled into fists at his knee. He was angry, of course; angry at her for lying to him, angry at himself for not noticing it sooner - the sympathetic looks they would get from the Sandaime whenever they were together, the tiniest strain in her smile whenever anyone mentioned the rumors surrounding the hidden villages and their respective jinchuuriki.
The way she would avoid the topic of the seal on her stomach.
“…A clan seal?”
“Hai! It only reacts to Uzumaki chakra ‘tebanne”
“Why would the Uzumaki need one?”
“How would I know? I didn’t come up with the rules” Cue a brazen grin, “Looks pretty cool though, doesn’t it?”
Cue a sharp inhale at the memory. Kushina had been her usual proud self, and he hadn’t been any wiser. Choosing to trust her words as blindly as he would now, he hadn’t bothered probing again, sans the occasional questions regarding the fuuin behind it.
As he would now…ka?
She should have said something, he thought bitterly, albeit a bit childishly, as he stared dully at his open window. From his position, all he could see was a star-sprinkled horizon, the shimmering white a contrast to the eerie orbs that kept haunting him.
MINATO
Kushina. Letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding, Minato gingerly arose, blue hues absently searching for something he wasn’t entirely aware of. Fingers reached for something he couldn’t quite see.
He was angry, of course. As he should be. Even though the Sandaime had tried to explain the reasons for the secrecy in the hospital - Kushina “didn’t have a choice” and Minato “shouldn’t feel guilty” for it. His “frustration” was “valid” and it was a good thing he found out when he did.
That was the first time Minato had completely dismissed everything the old man had said.
“You can be as flashy as you want, but to me you’re still a flake”
It had been two weeks. He hadn’t seen her in two weeks, and he had no excuses for it. Both of them knew that had he wanted to find her, it would have taken him less than fifteen minutes to do so - not only was he well versed in her chakra, but he was also an innate sensor. Her chakra always stood out like a warm beacon, calling out to his frosted core. A ribbon of characteristic, inviting red - one he couldn’t help but love.
Damn it all.
He was out the door before he knew it. Limbs moving on autopilot as he ghosted past empty streets, the anger he had tried to convince himself to direct at her ebbing away with every step. He couldn’t blame her - wouldn’t blame her. They were both cowards, and Minato for one, was exhausted.
He found her on the pier, cocooned within crimson locks that fell around her like a waterfall. Relieved as he was weary, blue hues stared at the Uzumaki as he approached, coming to a pause a few meters behind her.
“Where were you?”
It had taken but a second as she had seen his eyes widen – the sea blue eyes she loved to dream of but would die rather than admit it – her lips parting to scream his name but he had disappeared before she could. She stood there as her heart beat in her ears, defeating, consuming…shattering.
She could not deny the truth of the moment for she had seen him fall off the edge of the deadly mountain. Slowly her head moved only to see her outstretched hand. She didn’t know when she had raised it towards him. All in vain. He was…gone.
The sound of rushing blood added to the painful melody of her heart beat. Gone…gone…gone…he was gone…and he had taken her sanity with her. She stood there…hand frozen as if trying to grasp onto him still, unmoving.
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The konoichi’s body moved in a red blur and she was on one of the closest Kumo nin before they had time to blink as she tore open his throat with her bare hands that appeared more like claws. Her crimson hair licked her body like hungry flames as the leader of the enemy squad stared at the female turned demon in shock before snapping out and ordering his men to attack.
Her back was still towards them. Yet their words had reached her…or some part of her and a blood thirsty grin spread on her lips that were painted red with the blood of the nin she had just butchered. Her head tilted as she slowly moved to face them, demonic eyes gleaming at them. “Die!”
With her snarl, ruby chakra enveloped her and violently lashed out and the mortals surrounding the leader, burning before his horrified gaze till nothing but deformed forms were left. And then he was the only one left, staring into her eyes frozen on spot as she took small steps towards her intended victim. He had taken him from her. His kunai had been the one to take Mianto from her.
Somewhere in the depths of her mind, a pained sob echoed at the thought. It had been so easy to love him. To be warmed by that flame, which promised nothing but hope and happiness. A happiness not to be hers for what she was, but she had a right to dream, did she not? This man before her had stolen her only dream. She let go of herself, her eyes closing as the beast took over completely.
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The demonic shape shadowed the terrified nin who could taste his death. They had been informed to be weary of the blonde shinobi, not his companion. They had taken out one of their squad members with a surprise attack but the other man had been almost too much for them to handle. That was until they had found his weakness: he stuck close to the kunoichi, who was average of skill, protecting her they had their plan. They had targeted her for an advantage. The plan would have backfired still, was about to even, when it was by sheer luck that the blonde had fallen to his death, evading a Kunai. And seemed like he too would be joining him.
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The claw like hand descended, ripping apart the nin with viciousness and then – another chakra was in the clearing. A predatory growl and the demonic form turned, hissing viciously before lunging forward. No one would deny her, her revenge. snarled, it stood before the last living creature in the clearing, hand stretch forward – to kill - before the voice reached her ears and her consciousness regained awareness. “KUSHINA!!”
“Minato…” his name slipped from her lips finally as if it had been frozen there by time. It echoed in her mind…and she trembled. He couldn’t be there, could he? But as she tried to fight back for control, she knew it was. He was the one, facing her, terrified eyes locked to hers. Her demonic ones.
And she wanted to just lose herself to the Kyuubi - end her existence. He had seen her darkest secret. He knew now what she was. Barely even a human. And it would have been so easy to give in…so very easy. She couldn’t. For the fox would hurt him. Had hurt him. Inside of her mindscape, violent eyes hardenind as she turned her head to where the demon lay still trapped within her, and minutes later, she had him bound with her chakra chains. She opened her eyes physically for the first time since she had seen him fall, a painful gasp escaping her. Everything burned.
Yet as tears filled her eyes, and fell down her cheeks she knew none of the physical pain would ever reach the emotional suffering she was going through. He knew. The horror of the knowledge painted on his face. Her trembling body turned and stumbled away from him. She had no strength to face him on the way back.
Thirteen days since she’d last seen him. Thirteen days, eight hours and thirty-four minutes to be exact. Lilac hues stared at the spread of water before her. The sight making her home sick and she harshly wiped away a wayward tear, grimacing in annoyance. Monsters had no homes.
Thirteen days, eight hours and thirty-five minutes…
“Where were you?” her world once again froze. Ever so slowly, she turned around, lips trembling as she caught the sight of the blonde from the corner of her eyes. The sight of his weary expression. And she started walking away, in the opposite direction. Refusing to face it head on. Not now. Not this.
Thirteen days, eight hours and thirty-five minutes…and she had failed her evasion. It would have to start all over again.
@minaa-munch
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“The Namikaze Family Scrapbook #1-3” by Psychemoon (link in source), reposted with permission
Minato and Kushina take so many pictures of their four kids
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You can?
Gives him a suspicious look.
Last time you tried...I recall you being attacked by a crow. Your scared squeal was heard all the way to Sunakagure, ya know!
sensei and his girlfriend sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g (makes kissy face)
Yare ne…
He missed the days when his adorable, squishable Genin team looked up to him as the hero of the Hidden Leaf. He really did.
#You sure you wanna keep this up?#I have endless embarrassing stories#Stories the Ramen Gods DO approve of#*sagely nod*
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Were Kushina to indeed hear about this, her reaction would be rather obvious...
Hah. Mina-baka can’t even climb trees, ‘ttebane. That’s why he zaps around on the ground. *sagely node* Everyone knows that!
Also: Come out you anon no baka and face me, ttebane! *waves fist threateningly* This is blasphemy against the Ramen Gods! LIKE I’D EVEN CHOOSE THE STALE FLAKE OVER SALT RAMEN!!
sensei and his girlfriend sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g (makes kissy face)
Yare ne…
He missed the days when his adorable, squishable Genin team looked up to him as the hero of the Hidden Leaf. He really did.
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Head Canon
@uchihaa-itachi, @konohagakurekakashi, @minaa-munch, @better-than-the-basilisk, @jiraiya-legendary-sannin, @himekushinada, @strawberry-medic, @serpent-spurned @swirleysarefun
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