#deidaraiwa

[lesserknownhusbands]

[aloeverabastard]

Ending Hanami season with a Bang

Our hair will be green again soon

😭😭😭

Thank you Dei for our fruit owl 🌸

//Happy National Siblings day to @deidaraiwa

[sutiliscor]

A sunflower and a mimosa for repairing his arms.

SUNFLOWER: Gratitude

MIMOSA: Secret admirer

“Thank you for the flowers. Though the “secret admirer” bit is inaccurate. You’re about as secretive about it as a teenage girl fawning over a popular singer.”

[nurtured-by-blood]

😝 but with his hand mouth.

"OI! BLONDIE! What the fuck??"

[abyssaldespair]

@deidaraiwa from [this]

“I can’t! It was too pressing!” And it doesn’t stop there, he’s still peeing, why did he drink so much tea earlier!?  “Eeh don’t look, i’m not done!” 

[pillarofpeace]

Misfits [Yahiko & Deidara]

starter for @deidaraiwa

There wasn’t much to do between classes. No point in going home, no point in studying either. The Commons was usually full in the morning, but as afternoon dipped toward evening, it rapidly emptied and members of a group that called itself the Akatsuki settled in one of the better nooks. Boasting a flat-screen television on one wall, a variety of comfortable lounge chairs, and an exit to a patio (plastered with No Smoking signs, but no one seemed to care about the cigarette butts scattered across the cement), it was a highly coveted space. But Akatsuki were no vultures, waiting for the space to empty on its own. They came and took it for themselves. Claiming the corner was among the many obligations members were expected to uphold, but the red cloud of their organization made it easy. No matter how many other people occupied the space, one flash of crimson would send them all scurrying.

Only two black-clad men occupied the space this afternoon. The first - a thin redhead in a wheelchair - only ever seemed to appear on days when the Commons was especially empty, and the other members of the Akatsuki were gone. In the armchair to his left sat one of the two who almost always accompanied him: an expressive man with face and ears full of piercings, leaning forward to listen to his friend’s quiet voice.

“Yahiko, do you see that person over there?” The redhead gestured discreetly to one of the only other people in the Commons, sitting alone at a table on the other side. Yahiko turned to look over his shoulder.

“The blond one?”

“Yeah. I want you to bring them over here.”

Yahiko smirked. “I guess it has been a while since you picked out a new member. That last one didn’t stick around for long.” He rose to his feet and stretched. “Five minutes. Just watch.”

After a quick once-over to ensure that his patch was clearly visible on his sleeve, Yahiko crossed the room. 

“Huh, that’s pretty cool,” he remarked casually as he approached the table where the blond sat, pointing to the clay figures strewn across its surface. “You make these?”

[foulxmouthedxheathen]

@deidaraiwa

Akatsuki’s hideout was nothing more then a big giant cave for Hidan to dwell in. In truth he found the peaceful silence oddly satisfying, yet today he was in a mood to kill. Being cooped up in here while Kakuzu dealt with his sinful money making scheme, and also awaiting orders from Leader-sama, Hidan heavily sighed as he walked down the corridors.

“ Oye ! “ Spotting the blond artist, Hidan called out as his voice echoed through the area.

“ Want to fight or something? I’m bored as fuck and Kakuzu is off being an asshole so...Yeah. “ Awkwardly saying, Hidan seemed unsure of himself. He really didn’t know Diedara all that well, besides that fact that he always got the best missions of course.

[sauce-ori-oftheredsand]

☀️ ☂

Favorite seasons: Sasori likes winter the most. It’s when everything freezes and becomes still, much like his ideal perception of art. When it’s frozen it lasts forever, and when he sees a landscape covered in frost, unbending to the test of time, he loves it.

Favorite weather: Any weather that does not erode. He doesn’t like rain or windy weather. He likes a nice overcast day where the Sun isn’t beating down on the Earth and the clouds aren’t too heavy with moisture.