[thereisnoneother-blog]

                       All the world needs 

                                                                             is terror.

Includes 

verses for multiple fandoms

a terrible ultra-op muse you can’t defeat

free teeth with every purchase

As Written by Danna

[dangcrtosociety-blog]

part 30 on danna has no self control

[simplechemistry]

“We are currently accepting volunteers to test out our new, improved Cestoda Pit.”

[simplechemistry]

he’s here but at what cost

[oschvank]

akon & fall 8o

send me a character’s name + a season and i’ll write a drabble of our characters in that season!

akon + fall | @simplechemistry

█║│— - it’s a phenomenon for her. a wonder, a leisure, a  c h o i c e.  She has a choice, she has a reason, she has control.  she has a human form. a face.   She was no longer a beast driven my animalistic instincts alone.   It’s a first in a long time.   the world of the living. she takes everything in on her own pace.            it was  breathtaking

She had no lust for souls, no desire for violence, no requirement for destructions. she was self made, almost…. humane again. she had control of her own consciousness & actions.

Like the gradient of orange & brown leaves departing from tusks of branches and trees, she is free.

 ❝ … it is not best to wander out alone, child. ❞ she senses the small human before they even make an appearance.  Their reitsu was above average. Frowning, hazels partake a chance to glance at the young boy standing beside a tree. He was young, eyes wide with curiosity & bewilderment rather than the usual caution & fear one would contain at such an age.  He could see her.  A curious little thing he was. black tresses matted on one side whilst the other spiked on each end. 

❝ It’s getting cold during this time of season. It’s getting cold & dark. You should know that… monsters lurk around during this time. ❞  Half truths used to cause instigate fear. To make him leave & find comfort in the confines of warmth & security.

Gazing off into the sunset where the sky begins to compliment the hues of trees slowly withering away, she makes her way home. It was getting  d a r k.

[simplechemistry]

“We’re not alone in here…”

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS: PT1.

“Yeah. I felt it too,” Akon murmured into the stack of papers. He had stopped reading them a short while ago, wondering when the presence would reveal itself. It seemed that either Matsumoto had finally caught wind of the subtle presence or had grown impatient in doing the same as he had.

The papers dropped onto the table with a smack, and with them, Akon rose from his seat with a sigh. 

“You can come out now.”

[simplechemistry]

“Something moved over there.”

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS: PT1.

“Keep your eyes open,”he responded, following her pointing. It was redundant advice, but there was little else that could be said. Her byakugan was the most powerful tool they had right now, particularly against hidden threats. Akon searched the trees with his own, less powerful, eyes as they moved. 

Whoever broke into his lab would have to be one crafty individual, someone of which he planned to give a through examination to. He had been lucky with Hinata joining him in this chase. She was a supremely capable kunoichi whose skills raised the successful capture of this fiend to a rather hefty percentage.   

[memesandthings]

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS: PT1.

“I’m scared.”

“Are you hurt?”

“Are you scared?”

“Is this even legal?”

“Just trust me.”

“We’re locked in!”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“It’s too dark in here.”

“Why are we here?”

“They have a gun…”

“They have a knife…”

“Grab what you need, and let’s go.”

“Be quiet. Don’t let them see you.”

“Choose your victim.”

“We don’t have to do this.”

“They’re coming for us.”

“How do you know how to do that?”

“What the fuck are you doing in here?”

“We’re getting out of here unseen.”

“Something moved over there.”

“Do you have the stuff?”

“So, what’s the plan?”

“It’s not safe here.”

“This is your fault.”

“We’ve gotta go. Now.”

“Hey, how drunk are you?”

“Hey, how high are you?”

“Is that… a dead body?”

“We’re not alone in here…”

“What do you need me to do?”

“It’s not safe here, you should go.”

“I can’t believe you stole that!”

“Hey, stay close to me. Got it?”

[betweenbeatriceandbaudelaire]

[simplechemistry]

@masshirohebi from here.

“It’s a subject of interest of mine,” Akon responds matter-of-factly, much more quickly than he had. He was not one for games and would not play them. The answers were what he came to him for, after all. Besides Orochimaru, who could be considered an expert on the matter at this point, he had known of no other who performed such surgeries or had them performed willingly.  And he haden’t even a partner to do them for him, just like himself. That was good. That left alot less guesswork in the in-between. 

“How were you able to shrink the potential-failure percentage to such a meager number that you could safely assume it successful before the procedure?”

[simplechemistry]

@uchihascrusade

“I was unaware of a female Uchiha survivor...” She had the characteristics of an Uchiha as far as he could tell. Her uniform claimed much of the same. But these things did not equal corroboration of such a fantastical story. Resurrection? Akon was interested, yet healthily skeptical.  If this was the case, for what reason was she resurrected and by whom? How? And could that power be harnessed for further use? The sharingan, if possessed, would also serve to be a unique source of experimentation.

But were she none of what she claimed...

[simplechemistry]

“I... I know what I’m doing!”

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS: PT1.

“What? Getting yourself killed?!”

Akon stared into the diagnostic screens, increasingly frustrated. It was not merely because she was acting stubborn against his direction here-direction that sounded strongly like an order. There were far more enemies closing in her location than the ones she could sense. They were hiding their spiritual pressures yet his screens went wild with alerts of triggered detectors. 

“Listen to me. If you don’t pull back now, you’re going to die.”

[takizawah-deactivated20200312]

[simplechemistry]

👋 (with the fan) "Wake up!" 8D

Send '👊' to punch my muse in the jaw.

Or send ‘👋’ to slap my muse across the face.

His body reacted before his mind did. It wasn't until Akon was sitting straight up, looking wide eyed at Kisuke, did the realization of being whacked on the head follow. 

“CAN I HELP YOU?!”

[simplechemistry]

👋 "STALKER!"

Send '👊' to punch my muse in the jaw.

Or send ‘👋’ to slap my muse across the face.

It’s almost shocking, the force behind her open palmed slap. Akon practically felt his head snap from the vertebrae. 

‘Subject is hostile. Subject is hostile.’ He repeated to himself. It was his fault, really, if anyone would be blamed. As a scientist, he knew better than to interact with the subject, or put himself at risk with interacting with the subject before learning of its temperament. The repercussions of his actions were solely on him.

His own clammy palm pressed at the wound mindlessly as though it would stave off the pain, looked his attacker right in the eye, and lied plainly.

“I am not stalking you.”

[simplechemistry]

"Look what I found." It's a lighter, but it's a cool one. She's glued little sea shells onto it.

“Where did you get that?”

Something told him the seashells were not apart of its original state. Maybe that had something to do with the fact it was one of his lighters, or had been until it had, inevitably, been lost somewhere within the confines of the labyrinth of spaces the souls called their home.So when something happened because of that lighter, it would ultimately be his fault. Great.

“You shouldn’t be playing around with that. The last thing we need is the Thirteen Court Guard squads burning to the ground because a child had been let loose with fire. Hand it over.”

[simplechemistry]

👊

Send ‘👊’ to punch my muse in the jaw.

Or send ‘👋’ to slap my muse across the face.

Blood congealed beneath his broken cheekbone, throbbing and pounding against his skin-against the rest of his skull-his teeth-his tongue. She was powerful. She was a hellcat. She was out for more blood than this. But then again, he knew this would happen. 

It wasen’t as though Akon was never told to disclose this information, and it wasen’t as though he felt he needed to. A couple of bottles of tequila and sake and sobbing musings from the woman he finally chose to drink with opened anyone’s lips. 

“You seem angry.”

Of course she would be. Of course. In the midst of war, choices came down not to them men in charge, but those in the battlefield. And those in the battlefield chose who was to live and who was to die. Who to save and who to damn. 

“You can’t tell me this hasen’t ever crossed your mind before as a possibility?” he lilted, his breath rank with the smell of iron and alcohol.