Deidara's New Year's Plan by IzzyUchiha, literature
Literature
Deidara's New Year's Plan
Deidara frowned to himself, running his finger over a wine glass. He was bored Again. His blonde hair looked unruly and messy, another bad thing from his and Sasoris bed sessions. He stuck out his lower lip, his bright blue eyes glued to the glass in boredom. Sasori walked in, yawning sleepily. His red hair was ruffled, bedridden; his reddish brown eyes scanned the kitchen and fell on his blondie. He smiled.
Morning, Deidara. He greeted, striding over. Deidara looked up.
Morning, senpai.
Whats wrong? You look
Bored, un.
Ah Is there anything I
Deidara's Puppy - New Home by thedemonsangel, literature
Literature
Deidara's Puppy - New Home
Glancing down at the puppy Deidara smiled as it yipped and licked his cheek, but then frowned as he looked up at his partner. He had just come home to find Sasori working on a puppet, but he brought along a stray and Sasori was saying he couldnt keep the puppy.
But danna un Deidara whined.
No.
Please?
No.
B-
I said no, brat.
Deidara pouted while cuddling the squirming canine against his chest. He went to go say something, but Sasori held up a hand to silence the blonde; however, that wasnt about to stop him. No, Deidara was determ
Sometimes, Deidara feels like Sasori doesn't care.
Sometimes, he feels that Sasori loves those dammed puppets more than him. He feels ignored, left out, especially when Sasori kicks him out of the room, just so he can work on those...things.
Deidara sighed, toying with a small paper crane. Konan had left a small stack of them in the living room, where Deidara had come to after being banished from his room. Gently, the blonde tugged on the tail and head, making the wings flap with a small crumpling noise.
Deidara glanced idly towards the window, and outside, he could see Zetsu trying to teach Tobi the proper way to trim a rosebush, giant cl
Deidara's Past- Sasodei by sasodeioctembuary, literature
Literature
Deidara's Past- Sasodei
Sasori often wondered what exactly Deidara was doing in the Akatsuki. It wasnt that he thought Deidara wasnt good enough, no, Sasori had grudgingly admitted that Deidara was, at the very least, able to handle himself. And it wasnt that Deidara wasnt crazy enough either, Sasori knew for a fact that the kid was a real monster when he got carried away. It was just despite everything, Deidara seemed so innocent and childish. He was funny and charismatic, unlike the other members of the organization who were sullen and only spoke if it was absolutely necessary. Sasori could easily see Deidara as the most popular
Deidara's issues- sasodei by sasodeioctembuary, literature
Literature
Deidara's issues- sasodei
Deidara smiled as he pushed the needle into his vein. Hed forgotten how long it had been since his addiction had started, but he knew that he loved the fact that it left him dizzy and able to forget...forget what exactly? Deidara paused in withdrawing the needle and frowned slightly. Odd, he couldnt even remember why hed started this.
Sasori.
Oh, yes. The puppet master. Deidara remembered the time hed told Sasori about his feelings, about 4 months ago. Hed been nervous as hell and had no idea how Sasori was going to take it. Sasori had just looked at him blankly until he began to fidget with his d