MOTHERFUCKER.

independent and selective canon divergent hidan from naruto. read rules and about before interacting. "I'll never die… Even if you destroy my body, and I'm left with nothing but my head… I'll escape somehow… and when I do, I'll find you and bite your throat out!"

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hello my name is ben and i have a fucking cold

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                          independent + selective canon divergent hidan from naruto.                                                                loved by orion

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                          independent + selective canon divergent hidan from naruto.                                                                loved by orion

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❝ Tell me, what do you consider your best quality? ❞

         “WHAT, you’re just going to make me pick one? How could I chose between my STUNNING good looks and my SPARKLING personality?”

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HIDAN ∾ ( @wcrshipper​ )

       “I TOLD YOU, for the millionth time, I DON’T REMEMBER.” hidan’s voice growls from his throat low and heavy, anger and confusion soaking his every word. his hands are bound behind his back, tied so tightly that his fingers are going numb; a testament to how worried his captor was of him escaping. his face is a mess from the scuffle that’d brought him down, blood dropping from his mouth and a dark bruise already forming across one cheekbone, the taste of copper heavy on his tongue. “The only thing I remember is… flashes, alright? Shit from my childhood. But then everything else? Gone. The first thing that’s clear to me is waking up on a fucking cot with my BODY stitched together like some fucking art project.”

Yamato resists the urge to scoff, he’s not at all convinced that Hidan is telling the truth. “Is there a reason you think I should believe you? Or do you really think me that stupid,” he retorts. The wood-style user is doing his best to keep his anger in check, he hasn’t completely recovered from the fight that allowed him to capture the man before him, and he knows it’s best not to provoke Hidan.

“And even if you really don’t remember. That doesn’t exempt you from what you’ve done,” he clenches his fist, taking into account the damage the captured man had done during his time as a member of the Akatsuki. It seems unfair — even if the former Akatsuki member is telling the truth and doesn’t remember, none of the trouble he’s inflicted gets undone.

        “Look, I don’t know WHAT to think of you. All I fucking know is that you’re a Konoha ninja and you fucking jumped at me like a bat outta hell.” hidan grips his hands into tight fists behind his body, knuckles going white with the force as he grits his teeth. “I don’t even know WHAT I’ve done, for fucks sake. All I understand is that my ass gets hunted from one corner of the continent to the other with people SCREAMING at me like I’m a monster, when I don’t even remember who the fuck I am beyond a NAME.”

       well. not exactly true. he does know that he doesn’t seem to be able to die, after surviving wounds that no other person would ever be able to recover from; he’d had a hole the size of his fist shot through him almost a month ago, and hidan had still been able to walk away. “Every time I get jumped by one of you, you don’t even TRY to tell me the shit I did. You just try and fucking KILL ME.”

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 vilaap:

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        “WELL, you could call it coming home in a sense; I was born in Kirkwall. Darktown specifically.” fenris looks nice when he smiles, hidan thinks idly, his own relaxing some as he leans back against the nearby wall. “I was… spending a little time between Tevinter, Orlais… it’s been a long time since I stepped foot here, honestly.”

        ( though he hadn’t exactly left the first time by his own free will. being tricked on a simple job by blood mages and ending up their experiment hadn’t exactly been his idea. )

                              HE IS QUITE HANDSOME when you look at him intently. silver hair pushed back, dark eyes. fine facial features, strong arms, that makes Fenris’ mind slip into unspeakable thoughts, but he resorts to admiring. it’s coming to his own realization, however, that he might have a type… maybe men with strong physiques have taken hold of his preference, that makes him chuckle a bit but quickly turns it into a fake cough.

                    ❛ Tevinter huh? i originally hail from Tevinter, born and…raised i suppose. found myself here and joined a band of unusual misfits, friends, rather. but by all means, i hope the city has welcomed you, can’t really call it home until you’ve been mugged and attacked. ❜

         “WELL, I’ve had someone try and snatch my purse at least three times and I’ve already pissed off the guards enough to warrant a beating or two, so I’d say I’m settling back in just fine,” Hidan laughs, head tilting back as it peels from his throat, “the city might’ve changed, but the people haven’t. It’s the nice thing about Kirkwall; it’s consistent with it’s terribleness.”

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                          independent + selective canon divergent hidan from naruto.                                                                loved by orion

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so yes, my semester is definitely done now! passed with 3 A’s and 2 B’s B) and now i can spend the summer working and writing. 

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whats that i disappeared for like a week nahhh you’re imagining things

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i’m gunna do drafts eventually today, but i do have to finish a commission tonight which comes first!

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MY FINALS ARE OVER ! im back !

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random things my professors have said (starters)

Just a bunch of random quotes from my professors during my first semester of college. Enjoy and feel free to make any changes !

“The heart is a dramatic organ. The bowels are also pretty dramatic.”

“I don’t remember why I put that picture of a water slide there.”

“By that time, you’ll have figured out my brain. I haven’t yet.”

“Woah, you have big shoes.”

“Zero is hero.”

“Make sure you don’t take my picture. I’m copyrighted.”

“We don’t really know what it’s like to be a rat or a pigeon.”

“Hello. Welcome to the planet.”

“I set you up.”

“You wouldn’t be able to tell if your toe fell off in the middle of the night.”

“I know you are a millionaire. I don’t want to talk to you.”

“You don’t have a clue.”

“I’ve taught you to see the fun in pain.”

“Get rid of the dog mask.”

“I actually think nasty things when I smile.”

“I know you don’t want to see me. I don’t want to see you too.”

“I’m just making stuff up.”

“The other day, someone called me nurturing. I was like, ‘you’re ruining my reputation’!”

“I said the exam is NEXT Thursday. Don’t scare people.”

“I wasn’t drunk, but I was acting like it.”

“Are you glaring at me?”

“I profoundly believe that humans are absurd creatures.”

“It’s my job to embarrass you.”

“When I was young–I’m still young, right?”

“Uh oh. [grunt] I’m okay.”

“If you solve this, I’ll buy you lunch.”

“I’m going to tell you a story about farts.”

“I know a lot about corn.”

“Wow, you are super. *high fives*”

“I didn’t do that!”

“I saw you walking past the library, and you looked as though you were lost in thought.”

“I’m glad to see that you’ve decided to stay.”

“In the game, you can die many times. In life, you can die one time.”

“This is just dessert. There’s a banquet coming.”

“What do you call it? A ‘snake’, right?”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“Impossible means ‘I am possible’.”

“You’re completely aroused.”

“There’s a stop sign. You have to stop.”

“I like sleep.”

“No one likes to feel pain. Actually–never mind, I don’t want to ask.”

“Do I sound cynical? I’m trying to be nice.”

“Dude, you wanna compete with Jimmy Hendrix? Fuck you.”

“I don’t want to talk to most people. It’s not a gender thing, please just go away.”

“We’re making tortillas now.”

“I’m not very nice.”

“Be careful, somebody might beat you up.”

“I can say nice things, but if you remind me, I’ll deny it.”

“The world’s fucked.”

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SORRY FOR BEING ABSENT! i moved back home for a little bit + my finals are this week. after thursday i should be way active.

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reblog this if you are a canon divergent portrayal out of pure fucking saltiness towards the canon

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Send me a ❤ if you’d like to ship our muses.

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vilaap:

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        “I’m still going to take it as one,” he laughs, head tilting back as it peels from his lips. the laughter is natural, not forced at all, and for once, hidan doesn’t actually feel any malcontent towards this stranger. he actually likes him, shockingly enough. 

       a hand sticks out to fenris, hidan offering it to the other elf to shake, still grinning from ear to ear. “it’s a pleasure to meet you too, Fenris. I’m Hidan. Always nice to meet a KINDRED SPIRIT, especially in a place like KIRKWALL.“

                              ❛ can’t really do anything about that, unfortunately. ❜ the resemblance, at least personality wise, is almost uncanny that it makes him smile, softly and slightly that is. it fills him with a bit of wonder. he doesn’t see the other man as a threat, which is a rarity among itself in this world so dirty. 

                        the smiles fades as quickly as it appeared.

                    ❛ i’m rather conspicuous here, but what sort of business brings you to the city? ❜ it’s easy. fluid. he wonders if that’s what it feels like to make a friend. it was the same feeling he experienced with him, right off the bat. 

        “WELL, you could call it coming home in a sense; I was born in Kirkwall. Darktown specifically.” fenris looks nice when he smiles, hidan thinks idly, his own relaxing some as he leans back against the nearby wall. “I was... spending a little time between Tevinter, Orlais... it’s been a long time since I stepped foot here, honestly.”

        ( though he hadn’t exactly left the first time by his own free will. being tricked on a simple job by blood mages and ending up their experiment hadn’t exactly been his idea. )

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they made you into a weapon and told you to find peace

unfinished poems iii // s.z (via sprsoldier-archive)