#rasa of the sands

[the-rubies-that-i-gave-up]

yashamaru about to die deciding to tell gaara he’s always hated him was just like I’M DONE! NOW ITS ALL ON YOU MY BROTHER-IN-LAW! THIS IS YOUR FUCKING ISSUE NOW RASA!

[rosalinesurvived]

Another one of my toxic traits is that i thoroughly believe Karura, had she lived, would’ve been the most desi-toxic mother to mother. No more ‘Soft sweet womanly mother-love would’ve saved them all 🥺” the Suna family in my mind pass on mental health disorders through bloodlines like their kekkei genkai.

EDIT I wanna elaborate on this actually. I think she would’ve raised her kids up to be militant Suna shinobi like literally everyone in the family. I think she was stubborn and authoritarian and prideful and fiery and jaded like Rasa. They loved each other fiercely for a reason. I think they both had serious mental health issues and just a bad idea in general on how to be People as you would yknow, in a generation-long culture of child soldiers. Just because two people love each other doesnt mean they have a sunshine and rainbows nuclear family relationship, especially in their culture where those emotions were probably frowned upon.

[joogios]

Anyways “Gasoline” as Rasa. I know nobody on here cares about him bUT I DO. I DO. His heart is gold and his hands are cold! He is low on self esteem so he runs on gasoline!!!!!!

[aleksandracoffan]

"Heritage"

[bakapandy]

Karura was the best thing to ever happen to Rasa but for the power he sought, he lost her and with her, his own humanity

[jaguarys]

I really wish Gaara's arc had been a little more involved because I truly don't think the sheer horror of it all is delved into enough. In the end it's sort of like he just. Snaps out of it. But then you start thinking about it and you're like. Oh. This kid literally could not sleep for years. Oh this kid was being tormented by Ichibi 24/7. Oh this kid had everyone trying to assassinate him when he was tiny. Oh this kid trusted one single person and they tried to kill him too and then died in front of him. Oh this kid was told everyone including his family hated him and that he was a monster and should die. Oh ok. Like sure murder was not the answer but also considering the circumstances he should've been even more out of it than he was

[vzmpyveil]

little funny thing for Gaara's birthday ❤️

[anishkaliciosa]

Rewatching Naruto Shippuden lately and I've been OBSESSED with this around 1 second scene from ep 297 during Gaara vs Rasa

Why can't they just give us the liberty to watch a Temari and Rasa/Kankuro and Rasa confrontation?! Girlie was literally only 3 years old when her mom died, ordered to stay away from her youngest brother, forced to protect her middle brother from their youngest, lost her father at goddamn 15 while Suna was in shambles, almost lost both of her brothers to the Akatsuki and had the Suna Council question her marriage!

I NEED TO HAVE MY TEMARI ARC BEFORE I LEAVE THIS FORSAKEN WORLD.

[vote-gaara]

The majority of the Naruto fandom disregards Gaara as if he didn't carry the entire war arc on his back.

[the-rubies-that-i-gave-up]

Hc of mine that Rasa started a trend for faceveils on accident, while they are worn in Suna to protect from heat and can be very colourful or very plain depending on who you are and what you’re wearing them for, he was the one that started wearing them to cover his full face

[sandnin19]

[aleksandracoffan]

The author of my inspiration -> @rkaln and another friend ヾ(•ω•`)o

[bakapandy]

There was a Suna chara art style mem on twitter I thought it would be fun to do!

[cherrydyedsocks]

I'm just on a roll today with thoughts about sand siblings, and consider ! younger shikadai, maybe about six just sitting with his mom as she does his hair.

and temari is telling shikadai stories about her youth in suna, lots of talk about how kankuro would always steal her toys and make them into makeshift puppets.

shikadai just listening eagerly and then he's like. "what about gaara?"

"what about him?"

"what was he like?"

and temari just freezing up in thought because, she doesn't have a lot of stories about gaara as a kid. her and kankuro were always isolated away from him, and at a certain age temari began to fear him as well. and she's just combing through shikadai's hair before putting it up.

"your uncle gaara well.. we didn't know each other as kids that well."

"why?"

"long story that I'll tell you when your older. but there is one thing I do remember. once it was just us three outside playing in the sand, and whatever thing kankuro and I could think of, gaara would make with the sand."

temari leaving out the details of how once her father had found them playing together he was furious, that for days temari and kankuro hadn't even been allowed to be around each other as punishment.

[tazova]

Day 5th - MR SANDMAN

Materials: - "Finenolo" watercolour pencils; Inks for fountain pens "Malevich - "Mulled wine"; Fountain pen "Waterman hemisphere - ST"; paper "SketchMarker".

Time: ~ 2h

Not the theme, that I was Excited about, but (I think) it turh out pretty nice. All this fellas used sand techniques + all kages. Sorry Shinki, you're quite short for the photograph, your time just didn't come yet (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

PS: Rasa ufk you

[serditor]

Next chapter!

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Many thanks to @geekthefreakout for the help and support!

Freaks

Chapter 2: Golden Child

Fandom: Naruto (anime/manga)

Main characters: Naruto, Gaara

Warnings: Blood mention TW, Canon typical violence

The boy from the desert stood and looked after the glow of the orange flame that was quickly moving away from him. His hands slowly dropped.

– I... Why...

The one they called Fox was rushing forward, tears of rage were gathering in the corners of his eyes. The headwind was preventing them from rolling down his cheeks, picking them up and blowing them away.

– Why?

He hopped up a tree branch.

– Why is everything like this?

Leaped forward on another one.

– Why is everything always like this?

Ran vertically up the trunk and jumped to the side. The bark fell down.

– How dare they?

Pushed off. A thick branch broke off with a crunch and flew down.

– HOW DARE THEY?

He landed on the edge of the desert again. Three people were descending from the dune.

...

A middle-aged man was walking first, followed by two teenagers: a blonde girl and a guy with a painted face. Both teenagers were noticeably taller and older than Fox. The man was walking light, the girl had a huge fan behind her back, the guy had some kind of weird bundle almost as long as he was.

Fox saw the girl grab the man's hand and start saying something, but he pulled his hand away without looking and continued on his way.

Fox cried:

- Oi, you! Looking for that guy with the gourd?

The man stopped and looked at him haughtily. He folded his arms across his chest in a familiar gesture.

- Did you see him?

- Are you his pops?

The girl stepped forward, put her fan vertically on the sand and shouted angrily:

- Kid! Watch out how you talk to the Kazekage!

The boy tilted his head, puzzled.

– Kazekage? Something like Hokage?

The girl snorted.

– So you're from the Leaf! Is everyone there as stupid as you? You don't even know that there are other villages and other Kage?

– I am the Kazekage. The leader of the Hidden Sand village. Now answer. Did you see Shukaku? Where is he?

– It's none of your damn business, Kage or whatever you are! Why on earth are you trying to kill him? Isn't he your son?

The man looked at him with slight surprise. Finally said:

– It does not concern you.

– Sure it does!

Fox took off. The girl swung her fan. A strong wind threw the boy back and pressed him against a tree. Air currents were sharp as kunai, notches appeared here and there on the trunk. Several trees collapsed nearby. The boy crouched and covered himself with his hands.

Then he raised his head, smiled grimly and walked forward against the wind.

– Answer... Me.

Red eyes were looking straight at the man.

– Why... On earth.

Fangs bared, claws dug into palms.

– Would you wanna... Kill.

Orange flames were blazing around. Wind wounds were appearing and immediately healing one after another.

– Your own son?

The man was looking at him thoughtfully. Then he glanced briefly at the painted guy. The guy waved his hands in a graceful pianist's gesture. Fingers danced in the air. A puppet flew out of the bundle behind his back, grabbed Fox with many hands, pressed him to itself. The boy tried to break free, but the puppet's hands held him tightly.

– I will answer your question. – said the Kazekage. – I must eliminate him because he is dangerous and uncontrollable. After the missions with him, not a single soul remained. Besides, in recent years, he has killed at least six villagers.

The boy was silent for a while, thinking about something.

– Six?

– Yes. Is that not enough for you?

– The six you sent to kill him?

The man winced. The girl gasped.

– Father, did you...

– Keep quiet, Temari. You know as well as I do that this is my duty. Have you forgotten what happens when Shukaku gets out of control?

The girl wilted. Fox was looking from him to her and back again.

– So you're that guy's sister? And you let this happen?

– Shut up.

– And now you're going with this bastard to kill your little brother?

– I said shut up!

– And you? I bet you're his brother too?

The guy with the painted face looked at him threateningly. Moved his fingers. Jagged blades appeared on the puppet's hands and stuck into Fox.

– Let me explain you something, brat. The bad news is that all of this puppet's weapons are poisoned. In about 10 minutes you will lose consciousness, in a few days you will die. The good news is that I have an antidote. If you wanna get it you better stop talking back and start answering questions.

– 10 minutes, you said?

Fox growled, the orange flames grew brighter. He swung in the hands of the puppet that held him in the air, stood up on his feet and bent low. The boy began to look like an ant carrying a large beetle on its back.

Apparently, he was also as strong as an ant, because he did not fall or tip over under the weight of the load. Instead, he pushed off the ground, jumped backwards, flew ten meters in one fell swoop and crashed into a tree. The puppet shattered into pieces.

– What surprises me is not even that you know all this... – The Kazekage said, calmly watching Fox get on his feet. – After all, The Leaf has a good intelligence. What surprises me is why you stick up for Shukaku. And moreover: why are you even alive after meeting him. I think he is more than in a bad mood right now.

The man pointed eloquently at blood stains on the sand, all that was left of the ANBU squad.

– Boy. If you want to find my son, all you have to do is follow the blood trail. He will definitely be at the end of it. He is a monster. Where is he?

– Go to hell! He didn't ask for a demon to be sealed inside him! If someone died, it was your fault!

Fox pulled the last piece of the puppet's arm out of his stomach. Blood ran from the lacerated wounds that were no longer in a hurry to heal. The orange flame began to fade.

– He's in pain and scared and lonely, and it's all because of you! You wanted to create a weapon? A tool? He's your son! Your child! He looks like you, he talks like you, he crosses his arms like you! How could you do this to him?

The man hastily dropped his hands.

– You wanna know why I'm alive after meeting him? Because he saved my life, that's why, you old bastard! No fucking way you'll get him!

The boy staggered and walked forward.

– And you two! How could you leave your little brother alone with this nightmare? How can you go after his head now? You, such strong, such skilled shinobi, you were supposed to protect him!

The girl's face turned pale, she exchanged glances with the painted guy. They both took a few steps back.

– That is enough, – the man said, slowly spreading his arms. – I can find him myself after all.

The gold dust thickened in front of him and turned into a dozen dazzlingly sparkling kunai, hanging as if on an invisible garland. They swayed a little in the air and flew forward.

And hit the wall of sand.

...

Something seized Fox around the waist and threw him into the forest. He flew several meters, knocking down everything in his path, and prostrated on the ground. The orange flame died down completely. He sat up with a groan.

The creature standing before him was only half human. It had a huge clawed paw made of sand, covered with a strange pattern, and the same tail. When it turned around, Fox saw that the right half of the head also belonged to the beast. A yellow, mad eye with a cross-shaped pupil looked at him. Saliva was dripping from the bared mouth.

Fox's mouth opened slightly, he instinctively recoiled.

The one they called Shukaku grinned.

– What, are you finally scared?

He turned to those who came after him. The tail was slowly swishing from side to side.

The Kazekage looked at him sullenly.

– So you came out on your own. Do you think you can do something to me?

The man crouched down and placed his hands on the sand. A shudder ran through it. Golden sparks flew into the air.

When the vibrations reached Shukaku, the part of him that was the sand beast began to crumble quickly. He swayed, but stayed on his feet. The gourd behind him fell apart and became new sand, his paw and tail were restored.

– No, – he said. – I do not think so.

He turned to Fox again and said in a low voice:

– Get out of here as fast as you can. Maybe you will have time to ask for help and get cured. Kankuro does not know how to make complex poisons yet. He said ten minutes, but in reality you have about half an hour.

Fox struggled to his feet and stood next to him.

– Yeah, yeah.

A huge golden wave was heading towards them.

...

A fan landed on top with Temari sitting on it. She jumped down, grabbed the fan and swung it with all her might. The wind tore a gap in the oncoming wave.

She said in a businesslike manner:

– You have a few minutes. We'll hold him off as long as we can. Kankuro summoned another puppet and tries to distract him. I'll cover you here.

She handed them a small bag.

– Here are some medicines, some money and an antidote. Kankuro said that it would work immediately, but then you would need to lie down for about three days. And here's also a scroll with a summoning bird. If you want to contact us, it will find us.

Shukaku was silent. So Fox asked for him:

– And you?

The girl grinned:

– He won't do anything to us. It's not in his best interest. In the Sand, every good shinobi counts now.

She looked at him sternly:

– Don't you dare blab this in the Leaf!

Fox wanted to get offended, but instead he sat down on the ground and leaned against a tree. Temari turned her gaze to her brother and said rapidly:

– I doubt you're thinking clearly right now, so listen to your sister for the first and last time in your life. You are very fast in this form. I know that you can grab a branch with your tail and paw and shoot yourself out like from a slingshot. Father can't keep up with such speed. If you sling this boy over your shoulder and hold him tightly with a human hand, he won't bother you. Look at him. He passed out.

Shukaku looked. Then he raised his eyes again: one light green, the other yellow.

– Run, baby boy. We are... so sorry.

...

They were sitting near a cave on the mountainside and looking at the evening sky.

– So your name is Shukaku?

– No. It is my demon's name.

– Oi, I was also nicknamed Fox because my demon is, y'know, a fox! Although my name is Naruto Uzumaki! And yours?

– Gaara of the Desert.

– Hello, Gaara! Nice to meet you!

Naruto smiled widely and extended his hand. Gaara looked at it suspiciously. Naruto said a little embarrassed:

– I've never done it myself, but usually when people meet, they shake hands. Come on, shake mine!

Gaara placed his palm in Naruto's and squeezed it carefully.

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