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smoulder by len-yan

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Y’know, back in my day, if a pestilence swept through the land during a time of famine and flood, it meant that the reigning kings had displeased the gods and that we risked the gods’ further ire by obeying them

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The cocking of a gun, the first note of our love song. We never learned love and violence aren’t one and the same.

—We Kiss With Teeth | S.M.

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Things to know before eating gods:

fun new meme here ! write 3-5 things a new rp partner (or those who want to be) should know about you and tag 3-5 people ! it should be related to rp and not to other interests. (also don’t write you are a dork/gremlin/etc. this is tumblr, of course you are)

Tagged by : @shatteredxlookingxglass

Tagging : @sunagakurenosato @mita-rashi @masked-stitches

For all my muses, I prefer canon-divergent over all other AUs. Canon, because, I like learning about the “base” of my characters—divergent because I prefer a happier ending than canon allows for. That means, Hidan gets out of his hole, Sasori doesn’t leave Suna or survives, and Jashin and Third play a bigger role in their original universes.

I don’t use icons. If you do, that’s fine! I can appreciate a good edit ;)

Too much formatting is hard for me to read, honestly. Will avoid blogs with that.

Too many epithets (rose-haired girl, green-eyed man) are confusing. Will avoid blogs with that.

I multiship like mad but I’m picky as heck. I tend to get turned off by muns who skip to autoshipping without creating a backstory for our characters first. I’m into non-villain/villain ships but I need a good plot to justify why my villain doesn’t kill them automatically.

Response time varies with inspiration and offline work load. If you want me to focus on a particular thread, send an ask. (I won’t answer it publicly, but this sends me a notification so I know to write).

I answer asks with inspiration, usually all at once. Not all asks are for threads. 

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"I'm going to push you into a locker if you don't shut the fuck up." She will, Hidan. Don't test her.

“Eh?” Hidan snorts, elbowing her playfully. “If ya wanna kiss me so much, then do it yourself!”

Coward.

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What once was. 

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Some eldritch eye wheels because I didn’t want to draw human beings.

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🖤 — Hidan / akatdeity (harsh/firm, not forced please).

Send a Heart for a Specific Kiss!

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     It felt like they had been arguing constantly. The smallest things would get under his skin, and then the next moment the two of them would be shouting. Kakuzu felt like his threads had a will of their own. His skin was too warm, his hearts pounded too quickly. And Hidan just simply got to him. His voice grated his nerves so wholly that Kakuzu couldn’t hold back the anger exploding out of his chest. 

     At night, he would close his eyes to the taste of dirt on his lips, and the nauseating scent of rain. He would dream of the way water flooded his lungs, and the ache in his ribs as he struggled to cough, and then he would be brought back to consciousness with the acrid taste of bile in his throat. 

     Anger came from not being able to sleep. Fury sewed under his skin that once bound his chakra network and kept him hostage in his own body until he couldn’t even scream. Hidan was easy to be angry at. Familiar. 

     Hidan was also persistent, and a lot smarter than people gave him credit for. It didn’t take a lot of this treatment for Hidan to finally snap and get really angry with him. Usually they would bicker, and shout about meaningless things. Hidan wasn’t an angry person like he was; hot headed maybe, but not innately angry. As far as Kakuzu had observed anyway. 

     When Hidan went quiet, he knew he’d gone too far. Kakuzu shut his mouth, and crossed his arms defensively over his chest. He didn’t want Hidan to break down those walls and see the ugly rot underneath. Kakuzu didn’t want Hidan to dig his fingers into his broken flesh, rip him open, and see the decomposing resolve that lay within him. His anger was barbed wire, meant to keep people out.

     But Hidan’s anger was, to him in this moment, a forceful kiss. Not literally, of course. He was rightful to stand, burning inside out, glaring at Kakuzu with harsh words locked behind his teeth. 

     He could have torn Kakuzu a new one. He could have attacked him, scythe flailing. Instead, Kakuzu saw his partner’s chest expand, hold steady, and then release. Hidan crossed the distance between them with quick steps that made Kakuzu ready himself to defend. 

     Hidan didn’t attack him. He didn’t make an attempt on Kakuzu’s life… but wrapped his strong arms around his partner to pull them chest to chest. His nose pressed to the warmth of Kakuzu’s skin, he inhaled another deep breath. Kakuzu felt something within him break, his breath coming in a stilted and silent gasp. Hidan was hugging him. 

      No words passed between them, and Kakuzu realized that of all people, Hidan would be the most comfortable with the dead parts of him. He was a reaper, crossing the lines of life and death every day. His heart touched every part of Kakuzu that hurt. With forceful lips, and harsh kisses to his wounded spirit, Hidan healed him. 

     Kakuzu hard hardly noticed the warm tears sliding down his face until Hidan cupped his jaw, and tsk’d at him as he wiped them away. The tears didn’t stop, however. No matter how much you love someone, it does not take away their trauma. All Hidan could do was hold him. 

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                  A Masterlist for indie blogs within the 

                                    N A R U T O    RPC

If you’re an ACTIVE  N A R U T O indie rper, please REBLOG if you’d like to be added to the list. This blog was made with the intention of making it easier to find other Naruto rpers && to help those within its community. Please REBLOG this post && tag appropriately. 

 - Muse name,  canon / oc, village/allegiance, single muse blog / multi muse 

i.e Temari, Canon,  sunagakure, single muse. 

i.e uchiha itachi, canon, akazuki, multimuse. 

(open to suggestions && help, the list is still under construction.) 

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Small Update:

I’m traveling!!! And on vacation for the next two weeks or so. If you haven’t heard or seen me in a bit, that’s why—getting ready and leaving and such :)))))

I’ll be checking my account on occasion but otherwise will be slow to reply!

Best,

~Akat

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hidan thinks earth is the center of the universe smh

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✯ ——— FIGHT CLUB SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ Lose an hour, gain an hour. ’ ’ This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time. ’ ’ Do you hear me now? ’ ’ Okay, I got it. Shit, I lost it. ’ ’ Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns. ’ ’ Guys, what would you wish you’d done before you died? ’ ’ What are you doing? ’ ’ Fight Club was the beginning. ’ ’ Turn the wheel now, come on! ’ ’ You have to know the answer to this question! ’ ’ If you died right now, how would you feel about your life? ’ ’ I wouldn’t feel anything good about my life, is that what you want to hear me say? ’ ’ Now, a question of etiquette - as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch? ’ ’ I didn’t create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. ’ ’ Hey, you created me. ’ ’  Take some responsibility! ’ ’ This is it - ground zero. ’ ’ Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion? ’ ’ People are always asking me if I know, _______. ’ ’ With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels. ’ ’ I can’t think of anything. ’ ’ I wonder how clean that gun is. ’ ’ Ah… flashback humor. ’ ’ This is crazy… ’ ’ People do it everyday, they talk to themselves… ’ ’ Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! ’ ’ Listen, you can run water over your hand and make it worse… ’ ’ Look at me… or you can use vinegar and neutralize the burn. ’ ’ First you have to give up, first you have to know… not fear… ’ ’ Candy-stripe a cancer ward. It’s not my problem. ’ ’ You know why they put oxygen masks on planes? ’ ’ In a catastrophic emergency, you’re taking giant panicked breaths. ’ ’ That’s, um… That’s an interesting theory. ’ ‘ I’ve got a stomachful of Xanax. ’ ’ I took what was left of a bottle. It might have been too much. ’ ’ Your whacked out bald freaks hit me with a fucking broom! ’ ’ It’s getting exciting now, two and one-half. ’ ’ I ask you for one thing, one simple thing. ’ ’ Now answer me, why do people think that I’m you. ’ ’ Why do people think that I’m you? Answer me! ’ ’ Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me? ’ ’ My God. I haven’t been fucked like that since grade school. ’ ’ I am Jack’s smirking revenge. ’ ’ Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who’ve ever lived. ’ ’ I see all this potential, and I see squandering. ’ ’ All the ways you wish you could be, that’s me. ’ ’ I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck. ’ ’ I am free in all the ways that you are not. ’ ’ They’re gonna have to open my pecs again to drain the fluid. ’ ’ It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything. ’ ’ What’s the smell? ’ ’ Is that your blood? ’ ’ Oh, it’s late. Hey, thanks for the beer. ’ ’ I should find a hotel. ’ ’ Three pitchers of beer, and you still can’t ask. ’ ’ You call me because you need a place to stay. ’ ’ Yes, you did. So just ask. Cut the foreplay and just ask. ’ ’ Would - would that be a problem? ’ ’ Can I stay at your place? ’ ’ Is it a problem for you to ask? ’ ’ You’ll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. ’ ’ I felt like destroying something beautiful. ’ ’ You’re not how much money you have in the bank. ’ ’ You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. ’ ’ You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. ’ ’ When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… ’ ’ Listen up, maggots. You are not special. ’ ’ You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. ’ ’ You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else. ’ ’ On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. ’ ’ The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. ’ ’ Man, you’ve got some fucked up friends, I’m tellin’ ya. ’ ’ The things you own end up owning you. ’ ’ Well, what do you want me to do? You just want me to hit you? ’ ’ C'mon, do me this one favor. ’ ’ How much can you know about yourself, you’ve never been in a fight? ’ ’ I don’t wanna die without any scars. ’ ’ So come on; hit me before I lose my nerve. ’ ’ Who gives a shit? No one’s watching. What do you care? ’ ’ Whoa, wait, this is crazy. You want me to hit you? ’ ’ Motherfucker! You hit me in the ear! ’ ’ Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big rubbery one. ’ ’ God Damn! We just had a near-life experience, fellas. ’ ’ Like a monkey, ready to be shot into space. Space monkey!  ’ ’ Ready to sacrifice himself for the greater good. ’ ’ Are there a lot of these kinds of accidents? ’ ’ One could make all kinds of explosives, using simple household items. ’ ’ How’s that working out for you? ’ ’ You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh. ’ ’ This is not the worst thing that can happen. ’ ’ There are things about you that I like. ’ ’ Yeah, you’re sorry, I’m sorry, everybody’s sorry. ’ ’  I can’t do this anymore. I can’t. And I won’t. I’m gone. ’ ’ You’re smart, you’re funny, you’re… spectacular in bed… But you’re intolerable! ’ ’ You have very serious emotional problems. ’ ’ Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken. ’ ’ You’re not getting this back. I consider it asshole tax. ’ ’ Why? So you can pretend like you’re interested? ’ ’ Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch. ’ ’ I’ve got some good news: I no longer have any fear of death. ’ ’ I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. ’ ’ After fighting, everything else in your life got the volume turned down. ’ ’ Well, technically, I have more of a right to be there than you. ’ ’ It’s cheaper than a movie, and there’s free coffee. ’ ’ Look, nobody takes this more seriously than me. ’ ’ You need to forget about what you know, that’s your problem. ’ ’ You met me at a very strange time in my life. ’ ’ Life insurance pays off triple if you die on a business trip. ’ ’ Yes, these are bruises from fighting. ’ ’ I got this dress at a thrift store for one dollar. ’ ’ Someone loved it intensely for one day, and then tossed it. ’ ’ The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide. ’ ’ You don’t know where I’ve been. ’ ’ You’re the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. ’ ’ Would you excuse me? I need to take this. ’ ’ Uh, well… You’re not gonna believe this… ’ ’ I know it seems like I have more than one side sometimes… ’ ’ I’ll carry you - kicking and screaming - and in the end you’ll thank me. ’ ’ Every evening I died, and every evening I was born again, resurrected. ’ ’ When people think you’re dying, they really, really listen to you, instead of just… waiting for their turn to speak. ’

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one thing me n my art loving gf would do is visit galleries and play a game called “root, loot or boot” 

the gist is that you would look at a group of paintings in a room and decide which figure in the painting you’d root (fuck, in Australian slang), which painting you’d loot (steal and put on your wall at home) and which painting you’d boot (punt into the garbage because it’s shit and Not Art)

a couple of things about my experiences:

1. this game is a lot more fun if you’re attracted to women because there’s so many Hot Gals to choose from 

2. if you are attracted to men, you will spend a lot of time going “well, looks like I’ll have to pick jesus again” as my bi gf did

3. it gets more complicated in modern art museums and you find yourself having saying, “I’d fuck the rhombus” “you CAN’T fuck the rhombus” “then I’ll fuck that blue squiggle thing. what’s it called?” “creeping existential dread in blue” “then does that mean I’m fucking the squiggle or am I getting fucked by the existential dread it represents?” “aren’t we all already getting fucked by existential dread?”

4. if you play this with an art history nerd, they may decide to kill you over one of your “boot” choices

5. you will get Disapproving Looks from other patrons who overhear your heated debates

6. it’s also the best fun you’ll ever have in an art gallery

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Daniel Bilmes Fine Art

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