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Open Prompts > @beastgale

“It is,” Gaara bluntly responds, ever-conscious of how his sleeves hang several inches past his fingertips.

It had been weeks since he had been thrust into the position of acting Kazekage, pending a Council-approved candidate, and somehow no one had thought to tailor the too-big robes to his size. Understandably so, considering what must be done. Villages to be rebuilt. Treasuries to be filled. Alliances to forge. Consequences to avoid.

Fashion is low on his list of priorities.

Still, Temari had fixed the bottom of his robes, so that its hem would not trail in the dirt. Then Kankurou had gone behind her and sown it properly, so that he at least looked professional meeting with the Sunan Council; then Konoha’s Council. Kiri. Iwa. There are reparations to pay, damage to fix, lives to mourn, and Gaara is all but a child playing dress up in his father’s robes.

Distantly, he sees that he and Lee match, in color if not shape or size. Gaara is still slender and short—traits inherited from his mother—where Lee was built like a warrior.

From a distance, he imagines, their differences are blurred. Maybe they blend into the foliage; maybe they look like leaves. Never mind the villages they hail from; never mind that Rock Lee is of the Hidden Leaves, and Gaara is of the Sand.

If he closes his eyes and squints, they are the same: Two shinobi dedicated to protecting what is precious to them, who are vicious and brutal when the time calls for it, perhaps enjoying the fight a bit too much.

He sees nothing wrong with opening up to himself. A proper leader has no fear of speeches, at any rate.

“There is a old saying among Sunan miners,” Gaara starts, hesitantly. “‘ No pressure, no diamonds. ’ But I am not made of coal. I am no diamond. No man is.”

If he had to pick a metaphor...

“I am a single grain of sand. Only one, among thousands of others, just like me. If I am pressured too much, I crack and split. I only make more sand. My self becomes smaller, not greater...”

...this is humiliating.

Gaara tries again.

“Yet, the desert is made of sand. It is great. It is vast. It is endless. It consumes whole bodies without remorse. It breeds life, as small as it may be. Little gem-eyed bugs, nesting under pebbles, or hummingbirds drinking dew from cacti, or Sunans, scavaging for food and water...”

...and now he’s rambling. Gaara clicks his tongue.

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On the Muses -

Gaara is a trained killer who desires atonement for his past. Life experiences have taught to be abrupt and rude to put up a shell protecting himself from others. At the same time, positive influences from both Yasha and his father have instilled him with an oddly elegant manner of speaking. As much as politics have ruined his life, he is interested in them, and they will feature as such in this blog.

Gaara is extremely disinterested at worst, but will be polite depending on his age and stability. He can be violent if under Shukaku’s influence, or extreme stress. Please be patient with him, as he will not warm up to most right away. If you want him to be gentle or soft, please DM to plot out something with the Mun.

Shukaku is a demon born from thousands of devoured souls, angry and prideful — and secretly insecure about his own weaknesses. He projects his insecurity upon others through violence and threats; Gaara is his favorite victim, and medium, for doing such.

Frankly—Shukaku hates a lot of people simply for existing. He loathes those that do not even try. However, he can be culled down to be more mischievous than devilish. Please let DM to plot out something with the Mun.

The only holy thing this blog recognizes is the moon, so please - no god modding.

On the Mun -

Basic Info: Mun has no pronoun preference. Use whatever you like.

Shipping: Mun is open to almost all pairings where characters have chemistry.

Gaara/Rock Lee: 🚫

Noncon and domestic abuse: 🚫

Shinki as Gaara’s son (even adopted): 🚫

NSFW: Mun is 21+. Will write 18+ ships with 21+ RP partners.

Interactions -

Unless otherwise discussed, Mun usually answers queries assuming that the relationship between characters is that of canon. Muses will interact and ship with everyone, so long as they are compatible. Friendships, rivalry and hateships are also sought after!

Style: Paragraph/Prose, usually present-tense.

Length: Match quality not word count.

Asks:

Put IC dialogue in quotes.

Indicate applicable verses, muse(s) and/or characters.

If not specified, Mun will choose whatever is inspiring.

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Likes & Reblogs: ❤️

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FAQS:

Who are you?

I go by “Akat” on my roleplay Tumblrs, @akatdollie, @akatdeity, and @akatanuki.

If you know my fandom main do not mention it to others, please.

Are you affiliated with Akatzombie?

No. Akatzombie—though my friend—is run by another wonderful, talented mun.

Why didn’t you follow me back?

First, this is a side blog. I may have followed you back from my main, “akatsings”. You do not have to follow that blog for me to interact with yours.

Second, I don’t automatically follow back. If I do, I may unfollow at will—nothing against you, I just aim to keep my dash focused for my muses.

Third, if you don’t see akatsings in your follower list, don’t worry! I still answer casual asks (ooc and easy interactions) from anyone, both rp and non-rp blogs.

How selective are you in general?

I will not respond in detailed prose to any rare, crossover, or OC character without an easy to find biography/intro. I am not researching your muse. That is not fun—it’s homework.

OOC and headcanon asks are fine, though.

I will not answer shipping, violent, or sexual asks for anyone but my mutuals. Even then I only answer what inspires me.

The reason for this is that my muses tend to respond aggressively to unsolicited advances, and I don’t always feel comfortable answering in character.

I won’t thread for anyone but long-term friends or those who respect and understand the dynamics of my characters.

I reserve the right to determine who does and does not meet the above qualifications.

How selective are you in shipping?

It usually takes me two to three sentences of a reasonable argument/AU to ship something, but I won’t do all the work to make it “happen.”

Further: Just because I generally ship something, doesn’t mean that I will automatically ship my muse with yours. Different muns have different portrayals and different writing styles for the same muses; sometimes these portrayals click. Other times they don’t.

What if my character doesn’t meet yours in canon?

That’s fine! Just ask or dm me with how you want them to interact (friends? Rivals? Comrades? Etc), plus a scenario where they do meet, and I will tell you how my muse will react in that situation, and then we’ll move on from there.

What if I want to make an AU for our muses?

Same as above! Give me an idea and we’ll talk about it.

I generally have a lot of open-ended verses that I adapt to fit other people’s muses and ideas. You are free to propose a variation on them, or another verse entirely. However, I won’t be doing all the work in order to get our characters to meet, interact and like/dislike each other—that’s unfair, and too much work on one mun.

If you’re having trouble, start with— “I really think it’s cool if X and Y character—“ etc. Or how you think our characters would work together.

What if I accidentally break a rule of yours?

If you’re a mutual, I will take a screenshot of the rule and kindly remind you to abide by them. If you’re a stranger, I will automatically soft block or block, depending on how badly the rule was broken and how uncomfortable I feel.

I don’t make these rules to be mean, but to save the time and energy of us all. So if these rules are disregarded, then we will have to cut our losses. I will unfollow when I feel like someone has not read my rule page, and not be inclined to interact.

If you’re unsure if you have broken a rule, please politely ask. I don’t bite really.

How do I interact with you more?

Send! 👏 More! 👏 Asks!

OOC, or IC, I promise to return the favor.

Can I have your discord ID?

Maybe! This is reserved for long-term friends / mutuals that respect my characters.

If you are one of these people, do not give my ID out without asking, please.

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Thank you for reading my rules! I will extend the same courtesy to you, and will be reading your blog information prior to following or interacting.

Note: Mun works eight to six job Monday through Friday, in addition to running several sideblogs, so replies may be slow. Feel free to poke them if you haven’t heard from them in a while.

Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me “♥” for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.

It was 7:15 AM on a Wednesday morning, on the accident report. Two vehicles in the High School’s parking lot had tried to back out at the same time, and both of them had failed to utilize their mirrors.

Instead of exchanging information, they’d become argumentative, and the police were called in to take information and gather their insurance, and decide where the blame lay. A police presence always attracted a crowd of students, and especially more when the first period didn’t begin until 8:05 AM. They left the cafeteria in droves, and it was up to Itachi to get them to back off. There really was nothing to see, no one had been injured, and the bumpers of the vehicles weren’t even that torn.

This heart thing had a tendency to react at the worst time. Some stories were touching, and some were just odd. Such as your heart beginning to glow when you passed one of the student, politely asking them to return to the cafeteria.

When Gaara noticed his own had begun glowing in return, signifying, it’s not someone else, it’s me, oh shit, it’s me, his face turned a shade of red that rivaled his hair, and though quiet, he only found himself gawking at the officer.

If Itachi said anything, all he’d ask was why, why do this now, why not wait until he was of age…?

It didn’t help the crowd clear, no, now it made it worse, with plenty of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ going around, and some people whistling very loudly.

"I supposed we’ll see each other again." Itachi told Gaara.

[I have to admit, the idea of a modern Gaara in the shinobi world amuses me… Nice to meet you, by the way owo]