"...and on that day, he faltered"

INDEPENDENT HIDAN + SELECTIVE

Anonymous sent: ✔✔

shisui-sama-blog:

For every ✔ in my askbox, I’ll randomly pick a blog I’m following and tell you what I like about them. | No Longer Accepting!

yugakure

I’ve always thought Hidan’s character was amusing - his manner of speech, his crude honesty - and the way they portray him captures that perfectly, I think! But really, I like their writing as a whole too!

anbucxpt 

Ahh I’ve been following this Kakashi since I returned, reading a few of their asks & threads and whatnot, and I enjoy their writing! They seem really cool too, although I haven’t spoken to them ooc.

yugakure sent: hello i am here to bother u with memery: melon + lilac (-:<

veneurr-deactivated20150630:

[ My first impression of you ]

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Reach out touch faith— my entire first impression in one line of lyrics.

Semi-kidding no i thought you looked like a great Hidan, you managed to balance his dialogue pretty well which is something i heavily appreciate because i’ve been around characters similar to him and they shove swears in his speech without rhyme or reason and it never flows well. It sounds more like theyre shoving in cusses for the hell of it rather than having it appar as a natural mannerism, so thank you for that mein friend.

[Why/ how i stated following you ]

No Kakuzu is complete without his idjit partner amirite? The Kakuhida ship aside these characters are heavily intertwined (whether they wanna be or not) through their professional partnership. Hidan is probably the only person who actually knows Kakuzu because everyone else get murdilized by him out of his nasty temper and since Hidan is a true immortal there are sides of the miser that hidan can see and actually live to talk about.

And that is why i sought out a Hidan, which inevitably led me to you which led to me following you.

Does that make sense?

yugakure sent: *looks @ u and whispers* peach >:B

birbbutt-deactivated20160113:

peach - what i like most about your blog

u totes reblogged a dude with period blood on his fingers just now das fuckin gross 

I DUNNO IM JUST ALWAYS SO EXCITED WHEN YOU HAVE TIME TO RP EVEN IF ITS ALWAYS STUPID SILLY WITH US I JUST HAVE SO MUCH FUN AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH????

zealotboy sent: ✎ Hidan not being able to tell Dei and Deidara apart~

birbbutt-deactivated20160113:

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lmao this is the best thing ive ever drawn 

yugakure sent: * throws url at u * catch

hellsmoney-deactivated20150418:

send me a url and i’ll talk about them!

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          you’re great even tho we haven’t had any REAL threads yet just that silly crack stuff lmao but i mean cmon i love that stuff???? its literally my favorite part of RPing tbh and you never fail to make me have a great time. Between Kakuzu and Deidara i really can’t choose my favorite interactions hahah they’re all FANTASTIC 

But besides that, you have Hidan down really well and of course that will always win my affection considering he’s my absolute favorite character????? And you do him much justice.

Im totes looking forward to actual threads cause I bet your writing is bomb and on point 

yugakure sent: i want the k. the kick in the ass.

kagemxne-blog:

21: Then there’s tongue.

                        hey, god, are you listening?

           He is a sacrifice before him, a circle of candlelight and
           iron drawn around their bodies, blades held in open palms
           and paint dripping down his face 
                                 and now the ritual begins )

           It starts with the tongue, the tool of heretics, cutting so,
           so gently, a hand around his throat to keep him still, to
           let the blood pool in his open mouth, spilling down his
           neck like so many crimson prayers.

                                 He preaches his gospel with a silver tongue,
                   and he swallows blood like a liar swallows his words.

           The organs come next, viscera and fleshy ribbons,
           arranged into so many intricate patterns, draped upon his
           holy form like an offering. The steel goes in and the red
           comes out, thick and alive, heartbeats thundering through
           each mile of intestine as it leaves his body. He moans as
           the edge of the blade drives him ever closer to god,
           droplets of faith splattering on the ritual circle, tiny prayers
           to the only holiness they know.

           He kisses his oblation with the hunger of the divine, and
           he doesn’t part from those seraphic lips even with a heart
           clenched in his fist the heart comes last; passion and lust
           given up in sacrifice, in offering ).
He feels the beat quicken
           at his touch, and he feels it stop at the blade’s kiss.

                                 Cloaked in gore and glory he stands,
                                 arms open to god’s light,
                                 a sinner brought to salvation.

                      hey god, do you hear us?