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-softly- Kakuzu in A3?

Blushy Meme (* >ω || @akatzombie

who did this??? he’s old, he’s going to burst something!!!

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You really gonna make me ask for a blushing Third Kazekage huh...? 😂 I can’t help myself. I love your art. B2 for akatdollie / Third Kazekage please.

Blushy Meme (* >ω<) || @scheherazade-sings​sandaime.exe has stopped responding

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💭 and also this one if you will <3

I’m… pretty sure if I wanted another muse from this Fandom it would be either Terumi Mei or Karatachi Yagura. I have a great big weakness for the Kiri characters / w \ Or maybe Mangetsu! 

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✌ - For a conflict starter (bloodshed-mist)

@bloodshed-mist​ sharkman!!!!

He’s seeing red.

Not literally, of course, but Kagura is angry. An emotion that he hasn’t felt in quite a while. Hands are clasped around Hiramekarei’s hilt, his chakra ready to flare and surge into the sword at any given moment.

“Shizuma,” he warns, voice low- almost growling. No more honorifics- this man does not deserve his respect. Violet eyes narrowed into slits, trained on the greatsword Samehada held in Shizuma’s grip. “Put that down and I won’t have to execute you here and now.” It’s his duty to cut down anyone who might threaten the fragile peace and safety that the current Kirigakure sits on, one wrong move and it might all come crashing down again.

Kagura always knew that Shizuma would return for Samehada ever since he managed to escape his containment. A stupid, gutsy move for sure- did he really think he’d get away with it?

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“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!”

“I don’t know!” Kagura yelped, struggling in vain to free his hands from his back. One moment he’s walking home alone at night- he faintly remembers getting hit on the back of his head before everything went dark, and the next, he’s here- tied up with a girl he doesn’t know and in a place he doesn’t recognize.

Well, shit. The restraints do not give and Kagura sighs, then takes a few deep breaths to calm himself. Might as well get to know who he’s stuck with for the time being. “My name is Kagura.”

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“You’re staring like you’ve never seen a Suna Nin before.”

He did not realize that he had been staring- true, he held his gaze on the Suna Nin for longer than necessary, but his attention had wholly been on the mystical and strangely beautiful billowing cloak of black grains that surrounded the other boy, watching the sunlight reflect off it. He hadn’t meant to be rude! Startled by the statement directed at him, Kagura held up both his hands in a show of harmlessness. 

“I apologize if I have offended you-” his voice is just a pitch higher than normal due to nervousness- “But I was entranced with your cloak. It’s a Jutsu not known to my country.”