"I would describe myself as a human being who could not become a complete puppet, I am an unfinished puppet, whose lifeless frame still contains a beating heart at its core. I am neither dead, nor am I alive."
Independent. Semi-Selective. Dash only Sasori of the Red Sand. Heavily WIP. Puppeteered by Kairi.
Here's some ground rules, should you choose to follow me.
Kairi, 20+, Capricorn.
Strictly mutuals only. If I don't follow back straight away, don't fret. It takes me a while to go through blogs and ensure that I've read your rules/about pages. If I follow you, then obviously I want to write with you!
Plots including graphic depictions blood, death/murder, etc will be written on this blog. If you think you cannot handle this sort of thing, it's perhaps best to skip over this blog. Smut will be included so long as the muses+muns are of age and willing.
Hate will not be tolerated. I will delete on sight.
Keep your drama off the dash. I have enough of it going on in my personal life, I don't need to see it where I'm trying to relax.
I have a life outside tumblr. I cannot be available at all times and sometimes I won't be here at all. My discord is always available for mutuals, it's where I can be found during the day. I work Friday-Tuesday, 11am-8pm EASTERN time.
I respect reblog-karma. Do not use me as your meme/source blog.
The idea of Sasori purposefully using his experimental poisons on Deidara because he's a prick & of course has an antidote nearby but wants him to suffer for a second. (:
What? A group of weird and charismatic people who do questionable things against the rotten world’s stability and (mostly) die young? I stood no chance.
It's funny because Deidara & Sasori work so well together when they're on a mission but outside of obligations to the Akatsuki, they fight over dumb shit like art. They're idiots.