[insert caption of what Sasori is pointing at here]
”Look Deidara, the non-existing fucks I give about your art.”
Nothing scares me as much as orochimaru’s face in the final gif. wtf is going on.
- malymuffinki said: “I’m not even sure why I’m here. I’m not a ninja or a clan heir.” The girl shuffled her feet but was also paralyzed with fear. She had no chance of escape from the Sanin.
How interesting, if not impudent of this young woman to approach him. For her sake, he did hope there was something the girl could offer for most certainly she was going to ask something of him. He was, after all, a man with much to give- if the price was right, of course.
“Oh but there must be a reason,” he lulled,”To approach a man such as I.”
“Since I realized that one day I am going grow old and disgusting while my significant other will stay young looking for times to come. Do I have to steal people’s bodies too because I don’t want to go down that road.”
“Sumanakatta… Karin” :
” Uzumaki clan love lasts forever “
sasuke & karin : Chapter 627
[[Even with M!A effects, I’m open.]]
Even being called a hag could not spoil her fun now. His reaction-his priceless reaction caused her uncoiled smirk to stretch even further than reality could allow. With slow intended purpose she slunk closer to the pious murderer.
“What purpose could you have with them, I wonder?”
It was a question with intended design to both further disgust and trepidate. She liked them twisted with emotions they did not wish to experience. She liked them shaken and disturbed. By the end of this, all of her sick desires would be satisfied in only the most cruel of ways.
“If your god really loved you, then my success would be ill fated.”
Prodding in only the most important building blocks of an individuals foundation was the most sure-fire way to knock them down. Just a chip in the molding at a time, though. We want this to be slow, understand? It makes the collapse so much sweeter.
“Or perhaps he’s anathematized you?”
Gaze averting to meet the ground, the immortal pursed his lips together, mental mechanisms turning to think until finally, he was barreled over with a revelation. Of course — it made sense. Orochimaru, one of the wretched Sannin who was once directly affiliated with the Akatsuki as a full-fledged member. The woman had defected before his induction, something he was much grateful for. ‘What a fucking creep,’ he harshly thought, wrinkling his nose.
“Oh, I don’t fucking know!” Hidan snapped. “What the hell do you think a person would need their god damn extremities for?” Subconsciously reaching out to grab his other arm, he tightened his grip, jaws clenching in growing vexation. Coils unwound one by one, and in one way or another, all the screws would have fallen loose.
Eyes returning to the ivory-skinned woman, he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, lips parting to respond. “So you’re out of luck, bitch. He adores the shit out of me. Why the hell would he maledict me of all people?”
Women were the most infuriating of the human race, mostly due to the fact that he just couldn’t understand their reasonings for anything they did or said. Such complex creatures who had the talents to provoke him, and other men and women, to no end, creating an undying circle of aggravation. How troublesome.
“I don’t know Hidan. Why don’t you tell me?”
For the first time in this conversation, the name of the man she sought to chip away rolled off of her tongue, carrying implications much heavier than the simple intimacy of a conversation.
Orochimaru had not approached the Akatsuki member out of mere will. There was something much more underhanded at work- a desire to tear apart the organization that had failed to give all it had promised and offered only to pull the strings in its place. And who better than to start with the most durable asset they possessed?
30 Day Naruto Challenge
Day 1 » Favorite Male Character:
Yakushi Kabuto (薬師カブト)
Hey, roleplayers, do me a favor and REBLOG THIS if you are willing to roleplay with a strictly human character. No bells and whistles. Just a regular human trying to get through life same as anybody else. OC, Canon, Fan, or otherwise.
A restrained sneer was overshadowed by a wide leer.
“Haughty as always,”the woman commented. “I would have thought age would wisen you up a bit. How unfortunate.”
Though she would never say so, Orochimaru was, in fact, impressed with how quick the puppet master realize who she was. He’d always been very cunning like herself, though his tongue was arrogant and pompous. (Which she would never call herself.)
“Hmph.” He scoffed, simply scowling at his former partner, if not being expressionless.
“I must say though, it seems each time I see you, you have changed.”
“Yes, well, a shinobi can never be too careful,”the woman chuckled.
Orochimaru changed bodies and faces as often as possible but it wasen’t only for disguise. The snake was finicky and craved the next great thing. Faces lost their luster after so long, and there was always a better body to be had.