Ask Sasori-no-Danna
the batter looks at the smaller figure opposite of him "What are you doing here ...?"

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

Sasori, surprised, peered at the man. He was wearing some sort of baseball getup. His hair, white, and eyes not visible by the overcasting hat. Sasori knew that people travel to other places through the nothingness, but never had he expected to see someone there, especially not someone like this.

"I’m visiting someone." He paused fr a moment, and added. "Cyan."

the gaze of the Batter is white,but with factions of anger.

batter’s hands grow so they seem sharp claws and her mouth is deformed to a type of beak with sharp fangs.

-a͚͠l̹͘ḷ͒ ̲́i̻̎n͈̎ ͉̈́ẗ̜́h̪́i͈̎s̺͑ ͙̌w͇͝o̭͗r̻̅l̗̄d͚͋ ̯̌w͙͛i͈̐l̪̔l̘͛ ̢͝b͔̐ẻ͎ ͖̃p̞̓ũ̥r̻̓ę̽…-

the batter squeezes his bat so hard that splits into two pieces, then points to Sasori

-G̙͝i͕͝v̱̇é̫ ͙͂t͔̅h̍͜ạ̍ẗ͇ ̼̆l̥͝i͓͗t̳͘t̺̽l̤̎e̠̓ ͕̄s̟̔p̲̿è͍c̺̆t̘̂r̰͝e̻͗.̼̒.̺̓.̂ͅi͈͠s̉͜ ̣͒ḿ͚ḯ̤n̫̚e̡͂-

Sasori stood straight, still holding Cyan. “I’ll give him to you over my dead body.”

Sasori then proceeded to race away from The Batter, as he did so, he thought of a plan.

the body of the batter by be a little disproportionate
had trouble to move fast, so he walked slowly, but his steps were strong because they leave a big hole where he went

"g̬̒i͙̾v͖́e͖̚ ͋ͅi̝̎t̥̓ ̲̏t̟͊o̢̓ ͎͑m̢̏ẻ̯,͈̈́ ̞̂ḧ̖́ẻ͔’̨̊s̻̒ ̹̌m͚̾i͈͒n͇͝e͔̊!́,I̡͝ ͉̏w̢͘ī̡l̟͠ļ͝ ̢̚p̭̽u̿͜r̛͎ȋ̺f̋͜y̨͒ ̹̊y̥̋o͉͝û̱ ̙̐ṣ̛o͔͋ ̮̂b̹̚a̗̔d̠͝l̮̇y̞̆ ̢̈́w͍̋h̩̒o͜͝ ͔̕y̹̐o̘͒u̦̎ ̯̌c̗̀ạ͆n̫̓ ͔̋n̝͊o̘̒t͛͜ ̞̆ ̘̌f̬̅i̫͗x̗͝ ͎̚y̼͐o̦̎u̯͒r̙̐ ̲̔ǐ͕m̉͜p̮̄ư͈ŗ̆ë̪́ ̧̋b͍̈o̫͆d͎̔y̟͛!̟̐

the batter shouts but those shouts sounds like a roar;the little ghost clings to sasori shaking,he is crying silently

"Cyan…" Sasori said in a hush tone, fearing that the monster would hear them. "No matter what happens, I’m going to need you to keep going. I need you to keep running and hide."

This was going be a desperate attempt to end The Batter’s rein… But if it works, Cyan would not have to worry about them fighting anymore.

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

ask-danna:

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

Send in ✿ for my character’s reaction to being fondled by yours

*Glancing down at the strange fellow who had his hands on their breasts and let out a huff and stomped their feet.*

Did anyone tell you it was rude to fondle a lady without asking! You should be ashamed!!Sucre doesn’t like it when they are touched without permission!If you wanted to touch my breasts at least ask first okay?

"I’m Sasori." Sasori awkwardly replied, frowning at all the hyper-active show the woman was putting on. "And I’m not very sweet…"

Not very sweet? but every sugarcookie is sweet! How come you not sweet!!?? *She asked as she leaned down and stared at him with her white eyes.

Sasori looked at the blanks of her eyes. To him, one with pupils, they seemed dead, quite a coincidence for someone so lively. But despite who owns them, they were very intriguing.

"I’m just not the type of person…." He paused. "What’s with your eyes?"

Closed RP With Chubby-Little-Lycan

chubby-little-lycan:

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chubby-little-lycan:

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It was a simple job, even a child could do it. But alas, it was Sasori, not a young one, who had taken the task. Even though both he and his leader knew there was no reason for help to be necessary, his leader still him a assistant on this mission.

Sasori left Deidara at the inn, telling him he should be back by nightfall. He then tread onward in his puppet to the outside of town to wait for his accomplice.

Normally such a young subordinate would not have the privilege of working right under a full fledged member of the Akatsuki, but seeing as the little Lycan was the only subordinate available & not to mention, willing, to do such a task, she was allowed to leave Ame.

Ash was far more than thrilledto be trusted with such a job, as she bounded clumsily up from the undergrowth with twigs tangled up in her long pony tail & over fluffed tail. No, she was honored that so much trust was being put in her. However, she over shot herself past the meeting place with her weapon scroll clattering at her side.

"Whoops!" She yelped audibly, squishy paws digging into the dirt so she could turn herself around.

Sasori sighed, his partner had yet to arrive. It was such a poor way to make a first impression, being late.

"Whoever comes better come soon…" Sasori mumbled, frustrated.

He heard clamor coming from the distance, almost like a clanking. Puzzled, Sasori looked down the path, hoping to get a view of the oncoming noise maker.

The Lycan zoomed straight past in a clumsy hurry, diving back around after over shooting herself… Again.She composed herself, clearing her throat. Once she was straightened up properly she padded over with a crooked smile.

"Hi! I’m Ash! I’ma be working with you~!"

Sasori raised a brow, but the expression could not be seen through his puppeted shell. Instead the puppet’s eyes stared daggers at the girl.

"Your late." Sasori growled in a husky voice.

What was their leader thinking? This girl’s going to get slaughtered during this mission, even if it is only a simple one. She’ll probably ruin everything…. But maybe there was a reason Leader chose her. He decided to at least give her a chance.

Send me “Are you pregnant?” Or “I’m pregnant!” For my muse’s reaction!
the batter looks at the smaller figure opposite of him "What are you doing here ...?"

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

Sasori, surprised, peered at the man. He was wearing some sort of baseball getup. His hair, white, and eyes not visible by the overcasting hat. Sasori knew that people travel to other places through the nothingness, but never had he expected to see someone there, especially not someone like this.

"I’m visiting someone." He paused fr a moment, and added. "Cyan."

the little ghost embraces more strongly Sasori, is very happy that neither this severely hurt

-I’m happy to know that,thanks amigo-

Cyan asleep in the arms of sasori, is normal is a child and watch so much violence worn him emotionally;The batter rises  forcibly noiselessly and  strongly hit with his bat at Sasori’s nape

Sasori’s body jerked forward, and his head flung off, at the impact of the bat. The lifeless body fell onto Cyan, but it still tried to protect them, the body wrapping it’s arms around Cyan.

"Can’t you calm down? Cyan was sleeping after all."

A blue string reconnected the head, giving the body new life, sitting straight, but still holding the spirit.

the gaze of the Batter is white,but with factions of anger.
batter’s hands grow so they seem sharp claws and her mouth is deformed to a type of beak with sharp fangs.

-a͚͠l̹͘ḷ͒ ̲́i̻̎n͈̎ ͉̈́ẗ̜́h̪́i͈̎s̺͑ ͙̌w͇͝o̭͗r̻̅l̗̄d͚͋ ̯̌w͙͛i͈̐l̪̔l̘͛ ̢͝b͔̐ẻ͎ ͖̃p̞̓ũ̥r̻̓ę̽…-

the batter squeezes his bat so hard that splits into two pieces, then points to Sasori

-G̙͝i͕͝v̱̇é̫ ͙͂t͔̅h̍͜ạ̍ẗ͇ ̼̆l̥͝i͓͗t̳͘t̺̽l̤̎e̠̓ ͕̄s̟̔p̲̿è͍c̺̆t̘̂r̰͝e̻͗.̼̒.̺̓.̂ͅi͈͠s̉͜ ̣͒ḿ͚ḯ̤n̫̚e̡͂-

Sasori stood straight, still holding Cyan. “I’ll give him to you over my dead body.”

Sasori then proceeded to race away from The Batter, as he did so, he thought of a plan.

He is my favorite ummmmm akatsuki member :D
Anonymous

Sasori: Nothing like a single anon telling you you’re the best of the bunch.

the batter looks at the smaller figure opposite of him "What are you doing here ...?"

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

Sasori, surprised, peered at the man. He was wearing some sort of baseball getup. His hair, white, and eyes not visible by the overcasting hat. Sasori knew that people travel to other places through the nothingness, but never had he expected to see someone there, especially not someone like this.

"I’m visiting someone." He paused fr a moment, and added. "Cyan."

-thank you amigo-

Cyan looks upward to see sasori’s face, the little ghost has its red cheeks with some tears that slip on these

-I’m sorry If  the batter hurt you is my fauld he is very aggresive sorry..-I’m sorry If the batter hurt you, is my fault… he is very aggressive,I’m so sorry….-

the little ghost begins to mourn again, covering his face with both hands

Sasori bent down, kneeling next to Cyan. He removed his arms from his face, and hugged the child. He stroked the child’s back, trying to calm him.

"You don’t need to be sorry. This is not your fault, it’s mine…" Sasori confessed in a low cooing voice. "He didn’t hurt me, and you don’t need to take any of the blame for his attempts to.” He ceased his petting. “We’re all okay.”

the little ghost embraces more strongly Sasori, is very happy that neither this severely hurt

-I’m happy to know that,thanks amigo-

Cyan asleep in the arms of sasori, is normal is a child and watch so much violence worn him emotionally;The batter rises  forcibly noiselessly and  strongly hit with his bat at Sasori’s nape

Sasori’s body jerked forward, and his head flung off, at the impact of the bat. The lifeless body fell onto Cyan, but it still tried to protect them, the body wrapping it’s arms around Cyan.

"Can’t you calm down? Cyan was sleeping after all."

A blue string reconnected the head, giving the body new life, sitting straight, but still holding the spirit.

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

ask-danna:

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

Send in ✿ for my character’s reaction to being fondled by yours

*Glancing down at the strange fellow who had his hands on their breasts and let out a huff and stomped their feet.*

Did anyone tell you it was rude to fondle a lady without asking! You should be ashamed!!Sucre doesn’t like it when they are touched without permission!If you wanted to touch my breasts at least ask first okay?

Sasori found himself blushing more at the compliment of his red hair. “What do you mean by sugarcookie?” Sasori feared it would be a nickname of some sort. But he didn’t see anything too sweet about himself t cause the name.

Sugarcookie is nickname! For all of Sucre’s friends! Sucre’s friend are sweet like sugar!!Yes yes! What is yoru name Sugarcookie!?!?:-)

*They spinned in a circle and bounced on their heels, everyone to her was sweet unless they wanted to hurt her. Then they weren’t sweet.*

"I’m Sasori." Sasori awkwardly replied, frowning at all the hyper-active show the woman was putting on. "And I’m not very sweet…"

Closed RP With Chubby-Little-Lycan

chubby-little-lycan:

ask-danna:

It was a simple job, even a child could do it. But alas, it was Sasori, not a young one, who had taken the task. Even though both he and his leader knew there was no reason for help to be necessary, his leader still him a assistant on this mission.

Sasori left Deidara at the inn, telling him he should be back by nightfall. He then tread onward in his puppet to the outside of town to wait for his accomplice.

Normally such a young subordinate would not have the privilege of working right under a full fledged member of the Akatsuki, but seeing as the little Lycan was the only subordinate available & not to mention, willing, to do such a task, she was allowed to leave Ame.

Ash was far more than thrilledto be trusted with such a job, as she bounded clumsily up from the undergrowth with twigs tangled up in her long pony tail & over fluffed tail. No, she was honored that so much trust was being put in her. However, she over shot herself past the meeting place with her weapon scroll clattering at her side.

"Whoops!" She yelped audibly, squishy paws digging into the dirt so she could turn herself around.

Sasori sighed, his partner had yet to arrive. It was such a poor way to make a first impression, being late.

"Whoever comes better come soon…" Sasori mumbled, frustrated.

He heard clamor coming from the distance, almost like a clanking. Puzzled, Sasori looked down the path, hoping to get a view of the oncoming noise maker.

the batter looks at the smaller figure opposite of him "What are you doing here ...?"

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

Sasori, surprised, peered at the man. He was wearing some sort of baseball getup. His hair, white, and eyes not visible by the overcasting hat. Sasori knew that people travel to other places through the nothingness, but never had he expected to see someone there, especially not someone like this.

"I’m visiting someone." He paused fr a moment, and added. "Cyan."

-please I beg you,amigo…please-

the little ghost takes the hand that Sasori is using to squeeze the neck of the batter.

"I hate him…." Sasori declared. He released The Batter, letting him fall to the ground, like a stone in a lake. "But you don’t."

Sasori huffed, letting his conscious get the better of him wasn’t particularly his style. But he and Cyan are friends. And even if he and The Batter are not, he should at least keep him alive, for Cyan’s sake.

-thank you amigo-

Cyan looks upward to see sasori’s face, the little ghost has its red cheeks with some tears that slip on these

-I’m sorry If  the batter hurt you is my fauld he is very aggresive sorry..-I’m sorry If the batter hurt you, is my fault… he is very aggressive,I’m so sorry….-

the little ghost begins to mourn again, covering his face with both hands

Sasori bent down, kneeling next to Cyan. He removed his arms from his face, and hugged the child. He stroked the child’s back, trying to calm him.

"You don’t need to be sorry. This is not your fault, it’s mine…" Sasori confessed in a low cooing voice. "He didn’t hurt me, and you don’t need to take any of the blame for his attempts to.” He ceased his petting. “We’re all okay.”

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

ask-danna:

thesugaraddictedmarionette:

Send in ✿ for my character’s reaction to being fondled by yours

*Glancing down at the strange fellow who had his hands on their breasts and let out a huff and stomped their feet.*

Did anyone tell you it was rude to fondle a lady without asking! You should be ashamed!!Sucre doesn’t like it when they are touched without permission!If you wanted to touch my breasts at least ask first okay?

Sasori’s face turned red, and he jerked his hands away. He was embarrassed that he had so blindly reached for the bosom of a stranger. And it certainly did show on his face.

"Sorry, I wasn’t thinking for a moment."

Ah It is okay. Just ask next time to touch. Sucre will say yes but sugarcookie needs to ask. It is only polite to ask y’know!:-)

*She smiles and pokes his cheek, giggling softly. * Sugarcookie is blushing! Very cute! Sucre likes your red hair yes yes!!

Sasori found himself blushing more at the compliment of his red hair. “What do you mean by sugarcookie?” Sasori feared it would be a nickname of some sort. But he didn’t see anything too sweet about himself t cause the name.

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  • Who has the most patience?

You do, obviously.

the batter looks at the smaller figure opposite of him "What are you doing here ...?"

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

purity-life-forever:

ask-danna:

Sasori, surprised, peered at the man. He was wearing some sort of baseball getup. His hair, white, and eyes not visible by the overcasting hat. Sasori knew that people travel to other places through the nothingness, but never had he expected to see someone there, especially not someone like this.

"I’m visiting someone." He paused fr a moment, and added. "Cyan."

the batter begins to pant, the little ghost enters desperation and the only thing that comes up is to mess between the fight  the others,is crying.Cyan hugs Sasori 


-your not alone, we are friends, remember!, I love you very much! Please do not kill the Batter!

the little ghost cries louder and batter fainted from lack of air releasing the face of Sasori

The Batter’s body went limp, much to Sasori’s pleasure. “We are friends…” Sasori said, still holding the man’s collar. “But The Batter is not a part of ‘we’.”

-please I beg you,amigo…please-

the little ghost takes the hand that Sasori is using to squeeze the neck of the batter.

"I hate him…." Sasori declared. He released The Batter, letting him fall to the ground, like a stone in a lake. "But you don’t."

Sasori huffed, letting his conscious get the better of him wasn’t particularly his style. But he and Cyan are friends. And even if he and The Batter are not, he should at least keep him alive, for Cyan’s sake.

Closed RP With Chubby-Little-Lycan

It was a simple job, even a child could do it. But alas, it was Sasori, not a young one, who had taken the task. Even though both he and his leader knew there was no reason for help to be necessary, his leader still him a assistant on this mission.

Sasori left Deidara at the inn, telling him he should be back by nightfall. He then tread onward in his puppet to the outside of town to wait for his accomplice.