☰jashin

i'm hidan, alright? i used to be apart of that heathen organization akatsuki, but i left because they're just going to end up sucking cock in jashin's hell. seriously. ps. you assholes can shut up, because i'm sexy as fuck when i swim.

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So, this is urgent. And I'd appreciate it if you would all take the time to read it, consider it, and reblog it for me.

To get to the point, my family and I have run in to some financial trouble, for pretty much the first time in years, and it is very upsetting for me. Some stuff happened, it would take me forever to explain properly, but now we have no money - at all.

We went without eating for a few days last week, but thankfully my friends sent me as much money as they could and we were able to buy some food. My internet, cable and phone were shut off, and the only reason I’m typing this right now is because, through a glitch of some sort, my internet is mysteriously back on - I don’t know how long that’s going to last, though.

Every person in my family is a full-time college student, and we, collectively, have been applying for jobs for the past two months in the hopes that by the time major bills were due we’d be getting paid already, but no one has called us.

Our family members who don’t live with us either don’t have the means to help us, or they just don’t want to. My father lives in another city and he’s an ex-drug addict who is currently homeless, whatever money he gets he blows on himself. My brother and his fiance’ flat out refused to help us even though they have the money to.

Our electricity will be shut off on the 20th of this month if we don’t pay the 305 dollar bill. We’ve asked them for an extension and they won’t give us one. I’ve sold everything I could possibly sell in order to get the money for the bill and the other things my family needs but there’s nothing else I can do. I’ve tried to take out credit cards, but because of my limited credit, since I’m so young, they won’t approve me. I live in Florida where it’s almost 100 degrees a day, in fact my brother just got treated for heatstroke last week.

Basically what I’m asking is, if anyone out there has a Paypal account, and can donate me money by sending it to me under the personal gift option so that I can pay this bill, I would greatly appreciate it. This is extremely embarrassing for me to ask, as I feel guilty taking money from people, but my family really can’t live without electricity in the Florida summer for a month.

It won’t be right away, but if you do send me something, I will send it back to you by the end of September, because I will hopefully have a job by then and I get financial aid at the end of that month, plus interest to make up for the fact that I had to ask at all.

Here is a link to a youtube tutorial on how to send gift money through Paypal:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyHv0EFtjys

When my internet goes out again, I will still be able to access it through my phone, because, thankfully, my best friend pays for my phone because she is the greatest. 

You will have to be a Paypal user and enter my email to send the gift: [email protected]

Anything would help, and I would really appreciate it and pay you back. I just want my family to be healthy and safe.

Please reblog this for me.

[hidann]

You guys, Sasuke needs help. Also i'm sorry for my inactivity...My mood has hit rock bottom again and I don't know...Maybe i'll be back in a few weeks...

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WELL HIDAN IS IN DENIAL BUT HE WILL WOO YOU IN TIME

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Deidara just stared at Hidan, no longer surprised about anything that came out of the man’s mouth. He had slept the whole way here and drooled on his bird, and before that he was calling Deidara a cocksucker… so there wasn’t anything this man couldn’t say (or do) at this point that would surprise the blonde.

“Sasori-danna? Why in the hell would you think that?” Deidara asked, looking around until the glowing lights of the nearby town caught his eye. “Are you asking this because you fucked Kakuzu and you’re afraid to admit it? It’s okay, hmm, I don’t care that you’re gay,” Deidara said, turning as he headed toward the direction of the town. 

Isn’t this the second time he’s asked me this? What the hell? Deidara thought to himself, shaking his head. 

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Hidan reddened, sputtering a bit. Of course he didn't fuck Kakuzu. That was just fucking gross in the Jashinist's eyes.  "H-hey, FUCK YOU! I'm not GAY, okay! Just because I asked ONE question doesn't make me...like that! Besides, I only asked you because...you're like..." The Jashinist waved his hands through the air, making all kinds of weird abstract gestures. "You know what I mean, right?" He finished awkwardly. Hopefully the Deidara was able to understand what he was trying to convey.

"Hey you never answered my question." He said, catching up to the blonde, pointing out a shortcut into the city.

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//IS THAT WOO'ING I SEE?

yo Pinocchio you better back yo creaky ass off of Deidei

[hidann]

@sassy boo boo child

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Sasuke paused when he heard someone knocking at the door. He listened for a moment, making sure he wasn’t just hearing things, before rolling his eyes. Who ever was at his door better have a good reason for bothering him - they were interrupting his favourite soap opera, and right when it was getting good, too! 

Tossing the remote on to the couch with more force than necessary, he marched toward the door, brushing his sweatpants free of pastry crumbs. It was true that for most of his life he hadn’t cared for sweets, but he needed something to comfort him during his daytime television marathons, and tomatoes just didn’t do the job.

He flung open the door and prepared the give the evil eye to the person standing outside of it, but stopped, his eyes widening, when he saw that it was Hidan. Without much thought, he slammed the door shut in the other man’s face.

He kept his back pressed against the door so that it couldn’t be opened. It was Hidan. And he. looked. fabulous. And Sasuke looked tore up. He hadn’t known the other man was visiting, so he had simply sat around all day in his sweatsuit with his hair wrapped up in a bandana and ate. He couldn’t let Hidan see him like this, he’d never let him live it down.

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Hidan was growing impatient at this point. Seriously, what the HELL could be more important than opening the door for HIDAN. His swarovski crystal encrusted satchel was growing heavier by the second. When Sasuke opened the door, he was going to have to hear it from the irate Jashinist.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing an equally pissed off looking Uchiha. Due to habit, Hidan quickly gave the man a once over and gasped loudly. During the split second that the door was wide open, Hidan had seen it all, thanks to many years of practice dealing judgement. His eyes widened as they quickly raked over the Uchiha, taking in the other’s completely unfabulous form from his do-rag clad hair to his last-season toenail polish. His eyes even narrowed in on the cheap pastry crumbs that lingered on the raven’s clearance-rack sweatpants before they became more intimately acquainted with Sasuke’s surprisingly-hip door. Hold up. What the FUCK just happened.

“Oh. My. Jashin.” Hidan swayed a bit, faint from shock and completely lost for words. How could someone as majestic as THE Sasuke Uchiha, degrade into a ratchet, clearance rack shuffling, bag lady? God, that couldn’t possibly be the same Sasuke he shared a son with.

“Sasuke! Open this door!” Hidan demanded, a tinge of desperation in his voice. It wasn’t too late. The ratchetness hadn’t seeped into the Uchiha’s hair yet, as it was still a very tasteful blue-black colour. If Sasuke’s strands had been last week’s color – phthalo blue, then GOD, the Uchiha would have been lost to the flaming hoards of unfabulousness.  They still had time, Hidan could exorcise the unjashinable demons that were controlling his (unwilling) mate.

“Please open up, Sasuke! I can help you! Jashin can help you! For the love of Danzo’s spring couture line, open the door!” Hidan pled, completely overreacting as usual, sacrificing his perfect nails as he pounded on the door for a dramatic touch. 

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open (fab-dan crack) starter

Hidan strutted down Konoha's main road looking fabulous as usual, striking flamboyant poses in front of every store he passed. Why was he in Konoha? Well where ELSE would they appreciate a piece of work like Hidan gracing their unfabulous civillian-infested street? Suddenly a person turned the corner and crashed into Hidan, knocking the fashionable man into a nearby mannequin, but really, who cares about that ratchet-ass mannequin, HIDAN IS SERIOUSLY HURT. The Jashinist gasped in horror as he yanked up the sleeve to his crop top, revealing an almost microscopic developing bruise surrounded by perfect skin. Upon this discovery, he began to shriek like a banshee. "Y-YOU! HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE?" 

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h-inata replied to your post: Does anyone want to rp?

wow hay can we crack rp i love crack too bby

 //yes ma'am, we can! i'll post an open one in a bit!

(ps i'm sorry i never responded to our old one, it was so long and my muse like shriveled up and died ;n;)

[hidann]

Does anyone want to rp?

or crack rp? hidan loves crack. 

[hidann]

@sassy boo boo child

Hidan sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes heavenward as he tapped his FABULOUS shoes against the cheap linoleum flooring. God, what was he even doing in KONOHA. If it weren't for that no-good Uchiha bastard, he wouldn't have even entertained the thought of entering such an UNFABULOUS city. The Jashinist scowled but quickly rearranged his facial expression into a sophisticated pout that even fashion models would be proud of. Frowning created wrinkles and the last thing that Hidan wanted to be was OLD. Well, being unjashinable was just as bad as being old. God, that was almost incurable. He shruddered in horror as he slicked a stray hair away from his face, waiting for the said bastard to open the apartment door. 

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HIDAN IS AN ASS PIRATE AND DEIDARA IS INDIFFERENT

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The blonde, who was more than used to balancing himself on an owl going at full speed, tried his best to not pay attention to Hidan’s excitement…or whatever it was. It wasn’t until the Jashinist clung to him that he turned and glared at the man. “Clinging to me now? I’m having second thoughts about this partnership, hmm…” Deidara mumbled, making sure that the owl stayed on the right path while going at the speed that it was.

He looked up at the sun, noting how far they had gone in the time that they had been moving. He stared down at the map, and thought for a moment to calculate how long it’d be until they got to Yugakure. “If we keep going this fast, we should get there by early morning. Probably just as the sun is rising, hmm,” Deidara said, partly to himself. 

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Despite the wind whistling in his ears, Hidan was able to hear Deidara's annoyed grumbling.

“Clinging to me now? I’m having second thoughts about this partnership, hmm…”

CLINGING TO THIS ASSHOLE? NO, NUH UH. As quickly as Hidan grabbed on to Deidara, he let go just as fast. The Jashinist scowled deeply, blaming the entire incident on the blonde. After all, wasn't it DEIDARA'S fault that he couldn't control his pansy ass chicken? Oh god, what if Deidara thought that he was into him. What if the other thought that he was coming on to the (rather effeminate) blonde? Hidan started freaking out a little. How many times did he have to tell himself that he wasn't into men! He DEFINITELY wasn't into blondes with perfect hair. He CERTAINLY wasn't into blondes with creepy ass mouths on their hands and ESPECIALLY not blondes with hands on their palms that enjoyed blowing up shit for fun. Okay...maybe. 'Mother of Jashin...' Hidan realized, an expression of horror flashed across his face. 'I...I like blondes...and  MEN. HOLY FUCK I CAN NOT BE AN ASS PIRATE LIKE KAKUZU.' Despite the Jashinist's earth shattering realization, his first reaction was to hide his newfound preferences. 

"Hey shut the fuck up! It's not like that, you...you" Hidan shouted as he faltered for words, finally managing to retort with a clever (in his eyes), "YOU HEATHEN COCKSUCKER!"

( T I M E S K I P : AND THEN THEY FLEW THROUGH THE NIGHT LIKE BANDITS AS HIDAN CURLED INTO A BALL AS HE TRIED TO HIDE HIS SEXUAL FRUSTRATION AND WHEN THEY WOKE UP THEY WERE MAGICALLY IN YUGAKURE)

They had landed right outside of Yugakure, hidden partially behind some massive boulders. Hidan rolled off of the bird, falling to the ground with a loud thud. Shit, that fucking hurt. He'd tried to fall asleep after the whole awkward hugging incident, but his head was bombarded with questions and thoughts. Surely he wasn't REALLY into men. It was only because Deidara kind of looked like a girl from the back...right? Anyway, a one question kept buzzing around his head. Was Deidara even...like...gay?

With the subtlety that only a devoted Jashinst could attain, Hidan casually asked, "Hey Deidei, did you ever fuck puppet-boy?"

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“Yeah, whatever, hmm,” Deidara mumbled, not wishing to pursue the Jashin conversation any further. It wasn’t until that Hidan started complaining, however, that Deidara started getting really irritated. “So you want the bird to go faster, huh? Fine,” he grunted, a smirk crossing his lips as he grabbed hold of the owl, preparing to go much faster than the speed they were going now. 

“Better hold tight, dumbass, cause we’re about to really fly,” he said as the owl launched itself straight up at a much higher speed. Once it was a good distance higher, it flew back in the direction it was going — three times faster than it was before. Blonde hair flew about in the wind, and Deidara could feel goosebumps from the thrill. Man, he loved flying. Not as much as his art, but…it was pretty up there.

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Hidan was a bit distracted by the scenery. He was caught up in a fantasy where all the trees below them were hoards of people and he was sacrificing their worthless sacks of flesh to Jashin. He even began drooling a bit because in his daydream, the tree people magically turned into spare ribs after they had been slain. God, he loved spare ribs.  

"we’re about to really fly"

Wait, what? Hidan jolted out of his imagination and suddenly the owl lurched forward at breakneck speed.

"HOLY FUCK!" Hidan shouted, managing to grab on to the bird's back before he was flung off. "OI, ARE YOU TRYING TO FUCKIN-," Hidan cut himself off as he started laughing like a fucking maniac and started to sing on top of his lungs, "LOVE LIFTS US UP WHERE WE BELONGGG, WHERE EAAAGLES FLY, ON A MOUNTAIN HIGH." and managed to strain out, "GOD, I thought I was going to die back there, but then I realized. I'm fucking immortal!" Hidan scooted closer to Deidara, his spot on the bird wasn't the greatest place to be due to their change in speed. Now THIS is the way to fly!" He yelled loudly over the wind, putting both hands in the air as if he were on a carnival ride. Suddenly, the bird lurched a bit again and Hidan quickly clung to the blonde, afraid that he would fall off.     

(that was totally relevant okay, when i wrote this i thought of moulin rouge but then i remembered the eagles. THE EAGLE.)

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Finding myself in a dumbass village! [OPEN]

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Deidara glared at Hidan, crossing his arms in protest. “Get that scythe away from me, hmm. I’ll agree to a partnership, you might be useful to me. But I am not going to be a fucking Jashinist!” he growled, tossing some clay at the man. “Being immortal is useless if you get your head chopped off, or blown to bits. I’ll only accept immortality if there was a way I’d be able to stay unscathed, even if I used myself as a suicide bomber billions of times!” He gave the man a smirk. 

“That way, I’d be able to just…walk in, and BOOM. Then come back! And do it all over again, hmm.”

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"Tch." Hidan scoffed, lowering his scythe. The fuck did Deidara know about immortality? HE was blown apart and hey look here, Hidan's still alive and kicking. All a jashinist needs is a guy to sew their shit together after being blown to bits.

"Hey now, I'm trying to fucking save your soul, y'know?" He shrugged, pouting slightly at the missed converting opportunity. Oh well, plenty of opportunity to change Deidara's mind later. "Whatever, we'd still make a good team. Just don't come complaining to me when you're sucking cock in Jashin's hell, alright?" 

Hidan checked the sun's placement again. God, time passed so fucking slowly on the stupid bird. "Oi, Blondie, can't you make this thing fucking fly faster? You can't expect me sit here for decades!" He groaned in annoyance. 

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*listens to the not-so-lovely sound of inactivity*

*which probably includes crickets, frogs, wolves, outdoors-y stuff, the Jeopardy tune, maybe some sobbing from far far away*

Fuck Jeopardy, hmm.

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Where is everyone?

[hidann]

 lost on the road of life

Just busy with stuff. A lot of people said that they were on vacation. It IS summer after all  ┐(‘～`；)┌

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Deidara nodded, raising a brow every now and then at something Hidan would say. His story was interesting, definitely. The smirked when Hidan asked about his story; he knew that the man was bound to ask. 

“Well,” Deidara began, unable to hold back the smirk forming on his face at the mere thought of how “the artist” was born. “I’ve always been into making clay sculptures, since I was small. I also really liked bombs. I joined the Explosion Corps the moment I graduated from the Academy, hmm. It felt like a calling, as corny as that sounds, but old man Oonoki was all for it! He said I ‘had it in me’ and that I would be a ‘great asset and team member of the group’.” He let out a snicker and shook his head, then continued. 

“Man, did he regret that. Anyway, the group members accepted me in, blah de blah, taught me the tricks of the trade, hmm. But…we were only really making mines, little bombs, and while those are cool and all… I needed more. I was getting my missions done they way they were supposed to be, but I wasn’t making an impression! A ninja isn’t worth shit unless they’re known for what they truly live for! My bombs were an art…but I thought, there just had to be something more! That’s when I went snooping around and found an old dusty scroll, hidden away in the confines of the Explosive Corps building. I took it, and read it… and it taught me how to knead chakra into different kinds of substances, hmm.”

“It was perfect, I could infuse my clay sculptures with my explosion release jutsus! Of course this is a forbidden jutsu, so I took the scroll, blew up the village, and ran for it! I was pursued for a good long while, hmm. It was fucking exhilarating! Then I started up a trade, where people could hire me for terrorist bombing. It was the perfect lifestyle. I had a place all to myself where I could work on my art all day, and I was getting paid to turn miserable villages into works of art!” The blonde let out a sigh, reminiscing on his terrorist bomber days.

“So if you’re asking how I became the bomber that I am, that part isn’t important. What’s important is that I became the ultimate artist, and I refuse to listen to anybody who tells me different, hmm!”

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Hidan smirked as he nodded along. Blowing up shit was always fun, but the bomber seemed to be in touch with another power. After all, the Jashinist had never been half as excited as Deidara when he caused something to explode. 

"So, you're going to be going back to your terrorist bomber days? Y'know, you should team up with me. I mean, you're already into mass destruction, might as well pin a cause to that." Hidan paused, squinting this eyes as he scrutinized the blonde. "Yeah, yeah, I can see it. You'd make a good jashinist and shit. Hey, I'm offering right now, all it takes is a few quick stabs with my trusty scythe here." Hidan offered as he thrust his thumb backwards, pointing towards the blade mounted on his back. "And If you survive and Jashin deems you worthy, hey! You're on your way to immortality!" It was his job to try to convert people and shit. In his opinion, his method worked a hell of a lot better than handing out fucking pamphlets and ringing doorbells.

Without waiting for an answer, Hidan reached for his scythe. "Alright, spread your arms and shit, it'll only hurt for a few hours." The Jashinist ordered, thrilled at the opportunity to convert a heathen.

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Having no real response, Deidara just grunted at the idea. “What you just described sounds more like a buzzard to me, hmm,” he said, shaking his head. “And there’s no way in hell I’m making a buzzard. I’ll consider an eagle on my list of other things.” He turned back around and looked down at the map, making sure that they were headed in the right direction. Once he confirmed that they were, he turned back around again to Hidan.

“So, how the hell did you come across Jashinism? Is everyone in Yugakure like that? Well obviously they aren’t, if you’re going there to give them a piece of your mind, hmm,” Deidara rambled on, untying and retying his hair — into a different ponytail this time, one much more lazier and not so tight. 

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Hidan sat up quickly, his lips quirking into an excited grin. It wasn't every day that someone WILLINGLY asked about Jashinism. “Oi, quit retying your hair, it's making me fucking nervous, but other than that, hey, you’re not a bad guy at all!" Hidan said, grinning as he recalled his story. “So Yugakure used to be a hidden village, but then one day out of the fucking blue, the shit-kage decided that the village would profit more as a fucking tourist trap.” He scowled to himself and continued. “Yeah, NO. There was no way in hell I was going to stick around for that bullshit. I mean seriously, ninjas are meant to kill, cause some fucking mayhem, but definitely not sell kitschy snow globes and t-shirts. So I left, but not before I killed a load of bastards for supporting the change.” He smirked in remembrance.

“Anyway, after that I just roamed around, pretty much doing whatever the fuck I wanted to do, mostly was slaughtering people for shits and giggles, but yeah, anyway, somehow I ended up in Amegakure. Man, I fucking hate that place. It’s almost as bad as the fucking snow country with all the fucking rain, but anyway, back to my story. So like ANY tired missing-nin would do, I broke into the only building around. Well, I guess it wasn’t really breaking in because that place was was a run-down piece of shit, but yeah. Apparently it was a church. Great news because churches usually have some pretty decent shit to sell off. Anyway, I looted around and shit and all there were were some shitty religious books and dead bodies and shit. It looked like they killed each other off and all. Being bored as fuck, I flipped through them and you know what? The content really spoke to me." He paused for a minute, catching his breath. "Not like actually speaking to me, but like speaking to me. You get me, right? Jashin preached the same ideals that I had, so from then on, I just followed his teachings, and yeah, so here we are now." 

He checked the sun's placement, noting that it was still high in the sky and groaned. Damn, this would be a long trip sitting on the hard ass bird.“Anyway, we’ve still got EONS until we get to Yugakure, so tell me your story. Why’d you leave your village?" Hidan asked, tucking his arms behind his head as he leaned back. 

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Deidara nodded. As crazy as it sounded, he had a tendency to forget that Hidan has an obsession with that Jashin character, and this was a lovely reminder. “Ah,” Deidara grunted in response, nodding his head.

”So when you say ‘work on art’, do you mean like, kitschy little lawn gnomes and shit? Or…” He smirked, flicking the chunk of clay at Deidara’s backside before murmuring, “Boom. The more interesting shit.” 

Deidara let out a snort. Lawn gnomes? Please. Of course, he stopped laughing to himself when the man behind him threw a chunk of his art at his back. “Don’t fuck with my owl again or I’m going to kick you off!” Deidara snarled, turning to give Hidan yet another glare.

He rubbed his temples, then continued. “Tch…Anyway…Of course my art will always have explosive chakra! It isn’t art if it doesn’t have that. But it takes time to make the bigger pieces, hmm. For example, it took a little while to get this owl done. You have to make it small but give it the chakra ability to get bigger and take flight. But once you do, you can use it as your kamikaze bomb of hell! True art, hmm,” he rambled on, using his hands to express his art. “My next project is going to be another flight-y one. I’ve done a dragon…an owl… I’ve got to think of a new one, hmm.”

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Hidan met Deidara's fierce glare with an amused expression. "Oi, calm the fuck down, alright I won't dig little craters into your cuddly little owlet again. Aiyah, the Jashinist glazed over as Deidara went into the more technical details, focusing his attention on the other's expressive hand gestures. Sure the blonde's 'art' was interesting, but Deidara could talk anyone's ears off on the subject. 

“My next project is going to be another flight-y one. I’ve done a dragon…an owl… I’ve got to think of a new one, hmm.”

He perked up to hear the very last part of Deidara's tirade. A new one? An owl was pretty girly and a dragon was cool...but cliche. Hidan pursed his lips in contemplation, racking his brain for ideas. A Hawk? Nah, that was lame. After all, the mini-tachi's posse seemed to favor the feathered animal. Whoa, what about a manta ray? Hidan liked manta rays. Sure they didn't NATURALLY fly, but didn't Deidara control that kind of shit? Oh wait, he thought as a skeptical look crossed his face. They'd look fucking stupid floating through the sky on a fucking sea critter. He brightened as a decent idea came into mind. 

"Hey what about an eagle? They're manly, they can fly, and they can peck out people's internal organs, causing them to die an agonizingly slow death." Hidan shrugged, pleased with his suggestion. "That'd be fucking cool."

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//omg hidan ilu

[hidann]

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bb u dun luv me as much as hidan luvs butts

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Deidara shot a death glare to the man as they began to take flight. “Shut your ungrateful trap, hmm! My ass is never—” he stopped, catching Hidan’s eye; or what he thought was Hidan looking at him, anyway. Wait… was he just looking at my ass just now? Deidara thought to himself. The blonde furrowed his brows even more and sat down, giving Hidan an annoyed look before turning to look ahead.

He glanced down at the map then back up, and with that the owl began to fly in the direction that Deidara wanted. “So we’re going to Yugakure so you can kick your old neighbors around and I can work on my art, huh? Sounds like fun,” he said, not facing Hidan as his eyes scanned the area instead.

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Hidan blinked rapidly, quicky rubbing his eyes. Whoa, why the fuck was he staring at Deidara's butt? It's not like he liked butts. No sir, nuh uh. nope, no way. He wasn't an ass pirate like the rest of the Akatsuki. Repeat that one more time, HIDAN DID NOT LIKE BUTTS, HE LIKES BOOBS. AND WOMEN. AND BUTTS. Damn, Deidara has a nice butt. The Jashinist mentally kicked himself. The fuck? 

 “So we’re going to Yugakure so you can kick your old neighbors around and I can work on my art, huh? Sounds like fun,” 

Hidan snorted and rolled onto his stomach, ignoring his weird ass thoughts as he attempted to dig  holes into the clay owl. Tch, Deidara made him sound like some sort of playground bully. He was a follower of Jashin, not loser like Deidara had made him out to be. A couple quick stabs with his scythe and his heathen neighbors would all be cleansed of their sins and straight on the path to Jashin. Kinda painful, but seriously, it's a small price to pay for salvation. (In Hidan's eyes of course.)

"Shit, kicking my neighbors around? Literally, no. I'm going to show them the fucking light in the most painful way possible." He paused in order to gouge out a chunk of clay. "So when you say 'work on art', do you mean like, kitschy little lawn gnomes and shit? Or..." He smirked, flicking the chunk of clay at Deidara's backside before murmuring, "Boom. The more interesting shit."