snowypiineapples
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“I promise you I’m not desecrating your body for fun,” Sasori muttered, now with a thick layer of grave-dirt crusted beneath his finger-nails. The boy’s gaze affixed itself onto Komushi’s pale, lifeless face as he tossed the plastic shovel aside. It was cute, in a very creepy way.
(OC-insert as Sasori. Where all roads - involving modern education and morals or not - somehow lead to the illicit invention of human puppetry.)