I should be sleeping, but I'm trying to be a better listener to my muse. And wouldn't you know, out comes some pronz: an excerpt from the next chapter of my fic whenever I get around to piecing it together.
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Kakuzu approaches from his left- lets a hand fall across his bare shoulder, the slide/brush of his palm inward towards his neck, fingertips tracing bone until they purposefully encircle his throat. The interested jump in Hidan’s pulse doesn’t go unnoticed, and Kakuzu lingers like that for a beat before gliding his hand up to tilt Hidan’s chin so they are staring each other in the face. Hidan’s eyes jump to the pike a moment before Kakuzu advances it downward from where he very deliberately had it poised. The pike slides behind collar bone, avoids the subclavian artery, travels between ribs into his chest cavity, sinks through lung until it drives home through the left atrium and ventricle of his heart. Just like some good liquor- light touch with a kick at the end and a good burn all the way down.
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I'm always writing my fics around little thoughts and snippets of scenes like this. The most difficult part is filling in the spaces between to make a story rather than a porno- not that I don't love me some porm, I just want something more....wholesome? Like, characterization and stuff