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Mama mia that’s a spicy meatball…

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irukas: [braiding his hair]

    “How many times have I told you dolphin man I only like french braids and you always do the generic ugly one, hm.”

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                    oh, it’s you

1 week ago with 2 notes

      heyyy guys long time no talk! —hopefully today i can channel my inner dei and rp some! miss you guys!

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"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."

What's your purpose.

I . II . III . IV . V

  • semi - selective Indie Sasori RP
  • multiverse ; multifandom ; oc ; anon rp friendly
  • multipara welcome
  • accepting threads, mutuals only

4 weeks ago with 5 notes


+ Sasori had been staring at his dismembered, charred puppet for well over five minutes now, though he wasn’t particularly thinking of anything. His mind was empty, numb, as his eyes lay upon his hard work gone to ruin.

Naturally, Sasori thought, there were few in Akatsuki capable of commiting arson. However, there was only one who would actually be willing to step foot into Sasori’s quarters and sabotage his art.

Thus, the blame for the incident fell on Deidara. His partner, Sasori thought, had been acting out of line for several days now, as he recalled it. The teasing, the name-calling, the talking back - that was all common for Deidara. But this? The younger man had an ego far too large for his short body, and, specially for this occasion, Sasori decided it was time to knock it down a few notches. 

Grabbing the singed arm of his once beautiful work of art, Sasori made his way to Deidara’s quarters, where he found the blond’s door closed and locked. The scorpion tried jiggling knob, but it was to no avail. 

Suddenly, there was a crash from behind the door, and something Sasori assumed was his partner saying, “Hold on, I’m busy.”


I don’t care.

And with that, Sasori’s foot met the door with brute force. The door slammed open, hitting the wall with a whack, most likely leaving a dent in the process. Not that it mattered, anyway, because now that Sasori had gained entrance there was probably more damage to follow.

There was a looming silence between the two Akatsuki member’s as Sasori’s doll-like eyes bore deep through Deidara’s own with a hate-filled glare.

I’d like you to explain why this," Sasori said, holding up the ruined puppet arm, "Looks more like a piece of charcoal than a puppet I’d worked on for weeks. Don’t drag out your response.

The blonds head whipped toward the harsh sound of a the door behind him opening harshly. His shocking stare met with a very angered redhead, with a familiar stare that he’d always given Deidara no matter what situation they were in… but this time it was different. 

Looking down at what his partner grasped in his hands, a rush of guilt fell over the blond bomber like a wave as he remembered the incident from when it happened. Damn —he thought the puppet wouldn’t notice due to the large number of puppets he already had; I mean what was one less stupid piece of wood such a big deal. 

He leaned an arm against the chair and continued casually with a low tone like it was no big deal, because to him it wasn’tLook, it was an accident okay, shit happens. Just make another one or something why don’t you, hm?”

1 month ago with 3 notes


             to battle with the pride...

independent multi-fandom oc blog.

  • over a year’s worth of development already
  • re-booted after revamp.
  • one liner; multi-para; novella. icons are currently all real life
  • mutuals only: but many fandoms welcome!!
  • default setting is modern: roots like in greek mythology.

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                                   ... and win...
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BACK FROM HIATUS! now on semi-hiatus.
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