𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕦-ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕒

"Sometimes I wish I was a cloud... Just floating along, going wherever the breeze takes me."

Yo, I'm Keaton. Mun is 30+ he/him trans roleplayer with 15+ years roleplaying experience. This is a chill, semi-selective, medium activity blog so don't expect the fastest replies. My other muses you can find me at are @jealousenvy and @dino-dorkasaurus. Let's try not to take anything here too seriously.

I'll keep this brief.

☁︎ - Indie Shikamaru Nara RP

☁︎ - Canon / Canon Divergent / AU accepted

☁︎ - Crossovers loved

☁︎ - 18-21+ themes possible, minors DNI

☁︎ - OC & mirror friendly

☁︎ - Inbox always open

☁︎ - Discord friendly, just ask

☁︎ - Tag List: Shikamaru's Tags

☁︎ - Please read full pinned before interacting

About Shikamaru Nara

Shikamaru Nara prefers doing as little as possible, spending most of his time sleeping, watching the clouds, or killing time with games like shogi and Go. He avoids responsibility whenever he can, usually writing it off as "Troublesome" not because he's incapable, but because he has no interest in ambition or standing out. Despite being a self-proclaimed coward, Shikamaru has a solid moral compass and strong loyalty to his friends, and he'll step up when it actually matters even if it costs him his comfort. He doesn't want leadership or recognition, but responsibility has a habit of finding him anyway. He's exceptionally intelligent and quick to see patterns others miss, often downplaying his abilities, and rarely bothers to show his full potential unless he absolutely has to.

Shikamaru's Wiki

Rules / Expectations

Please don't rush me. I write when I have the energy and the time.

I prefer Multi-para, third-person style writing.

Length varies. My average reply length is 500-1000 words. I do not expect my roleplay partners to match length.

This blog is 18-21+, mature themes may occur. Triggering content will be properly tagged.

Shipping is possible, but not a focus. Chemistry only, nothing pre-established.

I'm not super picky or super selective.

My Discord is Mutuals Only, but I might still give it to you if you ask nicely.

Personal accounts please don't reblog my roleplays. I like to keep it to the parties involved.

I'm here for relaxed, respectful RP. Don't be a jerk and we'll get along just fine.

If you've made it this far, cool.

If not... What a drag. 🚬

The grass is warm from the afternoon sun, even though it has already begun to dip towards evening. Shikamaru doesn't bother checking the time, he never does. If it mattered, someone would come looking for him eventually.

Probably.

He's stretched out on his back just beyond the training grounds, hands folded loosely over his stomach at first before one drifts up to settle behind his head. His other hand fishes something shiny from his pocket.

Click.

A small orange flame flickers into existence.

Snap.

Snuffed out. Gone.

He watches the clouds instead of the fire through half-lidded eyes. They're moving slower than usual, or maybe he's just feeling more patient today. A long streak of white bends into something vaguely bird-shaped before thinning out again. Someone else might've called it a hawk, or a dragon, or something equally as dramatic.

Shikamaru sighs.

"... People really overthink this stuff." he mutters to absolutely nobody.

The lighter snaps open again. The metallic rhythm is steady. Absentminded. Grounding.

Flame.

Dark.

Flame.

Dark.

Each spark licks his face in orange and gold before fading back to nothing. The scent of butane lingers faintly in the air, sharp but brief.

He considers sitting up for about half a second, propping himself up on his elbows mid-thought, then immediately flops back down flat against the grass. The world is quieter from here. Reduced to sky and breeze and the faint hum of the village somewhere behind him.

People are loud when you look at them. Expectations are even louder. Out here, he can pretend nothing wants anything from him.

Click.

The metal casting is starting to warm under his thumb.

Snap.

Closed again.

He lets his eyes almost drift shut. There's footsteps somewhere in the distance, he'd noticed them several minutes ago. If he thought they were a threat, he'd have moved already.

He didn't.

"... If you're going to just stand there," he says without looking. "at least tell me what that one looks like."

His thumb sparks the lighter again, flame dancing briefly against the breeze.

"The long one. Looks like it's trying too hard."

He shuts the lighter with a sharper snap this time.

"Or don't. I'm not that invested."

The breeze shifts, brushing through his tied hair, cooling the warmth the sun had left against his skin just moments before. He exhales slowly.

Clouds don't prove anything. They just exist.

That seems like a smarter way to go about things.

Another click.

Another flicker of flame.

His expression remains entirely unbothered.

"Try not to make this complicated." He adds after a brief pause. "I was doing absolutely nothing. It took effort just to get here."

Finally stopped being lazy and made my tag list.

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☁︎— 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 —☁︎ (MEMES)

☁︎— 𝕀 𝔾𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕀’𝕞 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 —☁︎ (OPEN RP)

☁︎— 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 —☁︎ (DRABBLE)

☁︎— 𝕎𝕖’𝕝𝕝 ℙ𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕀𝕥 𝕌𝕡 𝕃𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 —☁︎ (THREAD)

☁︎— 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕌𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕣𝕪 —☁︎ (DASH COMMENTARY)

☁︎— 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ℍ𝕖 𝔻𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 —☁︎ (MUSINGS)

☁︎— 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕀𝕤 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕄𝕪 𝕍𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕘𝕖 —☁︎ (CROSSOVER)

☁︎— 𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 —☁︎ (AU)

☁︎— 𝔹𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 ℍ𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕤 —☁︎ (HEADCANNON)

☁︎— 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙 —☁︎ (SHIP)

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☁︎— 𝕀 𝕎𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 —☁︎ (LOL)