I said I would post the odd bit of cosplay content and then never did,
So here’s the first two new cosplays of the year, I wanted to start the new year off with my first comfort ship, Deidara was my first comfort character and Sasori was such a dope interesting character, as an aspiring young artist I loved these two so much and I never thought I’d cosplay either of them bc I was to scared to approach them, but I eventually got over it finally and glad I did Bc it was so fun and so nostalgic
the fics listed and linked below all feature naruto characters, mainly sasori and deidara. i love writing AUs, and super love writing smut, but that’s not all there is. you’re welcome to explore!
please let me know what you’ve liked by leaving comments or sending asks (i am currently happy to take reasonable requests, and when i have more free time, will also send out prompt request lists, like the 50 kisses one).
finally, remember to be mindful of the tags, and if you see something you don’t like, just don’t read it, my loves
At least the regular week is over now - but please continue sharing your works throughout the month of March! Just don’t forget to ping @sasodeiweek and they will still be reblogged.
Thank you to everyone who contributed to this years SasoDei Week on tumblr so far:
***NOTE: Some of the illustrations/pictures included in this chapter are NSFW and SEXUALLY EXPLICIT. As a heads up for anyone not into that/that might be reading this in more public setting. ***
Sasori knows this is different from the way Deidara braces him into the ground, his body trapped against the cave’s rough flooring. Stone digs into the small of his back, up skin he can almost feel in a body, thanks to lack of chakra, that’s halfway between where he was and where he’s supposed to be. Neither human nor puppet, he’s swept under again by the initial sense of overstimulation that always comes with this jutsu. Deidara’s fingers dug into his hips are doused in frustration, hard enough to leave bruises should Sasori be human enough.
***NOTE: Some of the illustrations/pictures included in this chapter are NSFW and SEXUALLY EXPLICIT. As a heads up for anyone not into that/that might be reading this in more public setting. ***
Konan’s about to deliver bad news. Sasori can tell by the way she tongues at the inside of her mouth, fiddling with her piercing. Still, she does well to keep her emotionless façade. “We need you to retrieve someone for us. They have a large bounty on their head and we would like to turn him in to the collections office. Alive.”
That doesn’t make sense, that’s usually the Zombie Combo’s jo–Wait. Sasori catches on right away. “You don’t think we can take the jinchuuriki back in one piece,” he scoffs in sheer disbelief.
