#humanbeastmixture

two great rp blogs that I think have a rather cool dynamic together are human-beast-mixture and kare-no-soba-de, and it makes me a little sad to have seen less and less of them on my dash now. They're very natural with each other in threads, as well as extremely humorous, and I wish they would return! -Anonymous

"Kiba!  Come in here and tell me what you think of the decorations,"

20. Ignored.

      Anger management was key, though it wasn’t something that was easily obtained. However, when it came down to people like that mutt, something deep inside Hidan told him that it would be the best alternative. Odd, as he had never had much of a conscience, and even stranger that he chose to comply. Little voices on his shoulder told him that the other man would only find satisfaction in the success of riling him up, and the Jashinist refused to let anyone relish in such gratification. 

      He was the only one who could experience the euphoric bliss of pissing someone off.

                                                                            Him and him alone.

      Distance hardly seemed to affect a single thing, the Konoha-nin’s voice only growing in volume. Pebbles hit the back of his head, and slowly his jaws began to firmly clench, molars grinding together. Insults were thrown left and right, and it took the little self-control that he had not to snap. Insulting him was one thing, but his religion? His god? That was going too far.

      Hidan could have sworn he felt a vein pop.

      Soft whistles pushed out of his mouth as he shook his head, a fire seeming to blaze in his eyes. As he flexed his fingers over and over again, he could only think of one thing: murder. 

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