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[pocketlessdruid]

Sasodei week day 1: kids

Deidara gets so enthusiastic about meeting a fellow artist but sensory issued Sasori is absolutely not happy to be touched with mouth hands

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[earthgrudgefear]

@sasodeiweek day 2 ! weakness/vulnerable

didn't get day 1 done but here's day 2, the aftermath of a fight that... didn't go as well as intended. but hey.

"you looked pretty good out there, my man"

"for once. please. shut the hell up."

[yowyowyaoi]

*Sasori and Deidara snuggled in bed together* Deidara: Danna, do you love me? Sasori: Why do you feel the need to ask this question every time after we have relations? Deidara: Because sometimes I think you only "like" me because you like my body, hm. Sasori: Well, rest assured ... *kisses Deidara's forehead* I love you very much, the same way that I love ALL of my possessions. Deidara: Wait, what? Sasori: You know, like my puppets, my herbs and tonics, my -- Deidara: I am NOT your possession, Sasori! I'm not some toy, I'm a human being with feelings and opinions and ideas and -- Sasori: Would it make you feel better if I said that you owned me, as well? Deidara: ... I do? Sasori: Mm. You do. You own my mind, my body, and most importantly, my heart. All of me. Deidara: So, you're MY toy, then? Sasori, sighing: I really don't like to look at it that way, brat. Deidara: Can I take you to show off to Hidan tomorrow?! Sasori: *the next day* Deidara, sitting with Sasori on his lap, moving around Sasori's arms and legs* Deidara: ... and if you press this button, a laser shoots out of his hand! Hidan: That's pretty damn cool, blondie! *reaches over and grabs Kakuzu's arm* If you shake mine's arm around like this, threads pop out, and they can sew ANYTHING together! Even human skin! Deidara: That's awesome, hm! Ohh, if mine gets mad, there's a purple liquid that comes out of his skin that can -- Sasori, to Kakuzu: Let me guess, Hidan asked him if you loved him, right? Kakuzu: Mm. Sasori: And you told him that he "owned" you, right? Kakuzu: Mm. Sasori: Mm. @sasodeiweek

[justanotherblonde]

FINALLY, it's done!! Remember when i posted a teaser of Chapter 1 A YEAR AGO??? i know i've totally missed @sasodeiweek 2025, and understand if you can't put this in the AO3 collection, but here it is nonetheless:

Thunderstruck (AO3) - a music/rock band/pop-star AU featuring Deidara-the-rocker and Sasori-the-cellist

Summary: First chair cello for the Sunagakure Philharmonic Sasori knows he is struggling to move past his break up with retired conductor Third, while front-man to the pop-metal band C4 Deidara chafes at restrictions set by his label, Masked Man Records. When "chance" brings the two musicians together for a concert in Sunagakure, their lives are irrevocably changed.

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Sasori/Deidara (end-game), Sasori/Third Kazekage (post-break-up and man is this ex annoying), Deidara/Uchiha OC (regrets were had), Naruto/Gaara (because who doesn't want to see homicidal-maniac-dark-place Gaara be metaphorically reborn?), teensy glimpse of Kakuzu/Hidan.

Characters: Sasori, Deidara, Third Kazekage, Obito-as-"Madara", Gaara, Naruto (first time ever writing him despite being in the fandom for how long??), Konan, Yahiko, Hidan and Kakuzu (briefly)

Tags: (im so sorry there's a lot... it's been a long time since i tagged things and this piece got complicated...)

Words: 35,677 Chapters: 5

click here to read!! love you all so much ❤️💛

[oramja]

Happy SasoDei week everyone!

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Day 1, Th 22 - Kid!SasoDei / Fairytales

Sasori fell under the influence of a strange ninjutsu

[ladykissingfish]

*Chiyo walking into Sasori’s room*

Chiyo: Boy. Clean this room up, and then clean yourself up. We’re having visitors today.

Sasori, working on a puppet: “We”? You told me that the Tsuchikage of Iwagakure was coming to see you for medical advice. What does that have to do with me?

Chiyo: *sighs* None of your sass today, child. He’s bringing one of his students with him, for you to play with. He’s —

Sasori, disgustedly: Play?? What am I, an infant? I'm eleven years old, I’m too old to play. I’d rather keep on with my —

Chiyo: *slams her hand down on Sasori’s desk* You either cooperate with me or I’m lighting a fire and burning all of this to the ground. The choice is yours.

Sasori:

*later that afternoon*

Onoki: *bowing his head* Chiyo-san. It’s a pleasure to see you again. We thank you for allowing us into your home. *gestures to the boy beside him* This is my student Deidara. Deidara, this is Chiyo-sama and her grandson, Sasori.

Chiyo: Well aren’t you a handsome young man? Sasori, take Deidara to your room and entertain him while the Tsuchikage and I talk.

Sasori: Do I have —

Chiyo: *elbows Sasori sharply*

Sasori, sighing, putting on a fake smile: Come on, Deidara-chan! Let’s go play in my room!

*the two go into Sasori’s room and Deidara’s eyes widen at all the puppets*

Deidara: Wow … did you make all these??

Sasori: Yes.

Deidara: That’s really impressive!

Sasori: Yes, I know. *goes to sit at his desk and continues working on the puppet from the morning*

Deidara: … so I take it you don’t have a lot of friends, huh? Because if you did you’d know that you don’t just ignore a guest, hm.

Sasori: I’m not ignoring you. I’m responding to you when you talk, aren’t I? I’m simply focusing the brunt of my attention on my art.

Deidara: Art?! This isn’t art; you’re just playing with dolls, like a girl!

Sasori: *turns to face Deidara* You’re mistaken. I’m creating things of beauty and perfection, pieces that will last for an eternity. That’s art.

Deidara: No, it’s not, hm. *pulls a small piece of clay from his pocket and molds it into a butterfly* Watch … *he has it float around the room, and suddenly explodes it in a small shower* That. THAT is art. A burst of fire and sparks. Art is an —

Sasori: *laughs* Are you crazy?! How is that art?? You’re just making a mess and a lot of unnecessary noise! Tsk, stupid brat!

Deidara: Don’t you call me a brat! Onoki-san said you’re only like two years older than me!

Sasori: But I’m obviously a ton smarter! And you said that “playing with dolls” makes me a girl?! You LOOK like a girl! With your stupid long blonde hair and stupid long eyelashes! And are you wearing nail polish?? God, you may as well be in a dress!

Deidara: Oh, yeah?! Well —

*later, as Onoki and Deidara are walking home* 

Onoki: Well, after that treatment, I feel much better. And what about you, child? Did you enjoy your time with young Sasori?

Deidara: That boy is rude, and annoying, and he’s a weirdo, and he has NO idea what art is, and one day he’ll probably grow up and turn the whole world into those creepy puppets of his!

Onoki, startled: O-oh? I had no idea he was so —

Deidara, dreamily: We’re coming back next week, right? I can’t wait to see him again ~

Onoki:

*meanwhile, back in Suna*

Chiyo: … Sasori? What are you doing?

Sasori, standing at the stove: Practicing. Deidara said that the best sweet is dango, I say it’s sweet buns. I’m going to make him the best sweet buns of his life the next time he comes to visit. T-to prove him wrong, of course.

Chiyo:

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[ghostgomery]

Day 3: band/rockstar/idol !!

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Rock n’ roll stars ✮

[melodiouswanderer]

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Day 1: Kid!SasoDei Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Deidara/Sasori (Naruto) Characters: Deidara (Naruto), Sasori (Naruto) Additional Tags: SasoDei Week 2024, Fluff and Humor, Alternate Universe - Childhood Friends, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Series: Part 1 of SasoDei Week Summary:

If there was one rule of the playground that all the children took to heart it was to stay away from the kid with the puppets.

[queercodedvillains]

Kiss me thru the phone (3888 words) by QueerCodedVillains Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Deidara/Sasori (Naruto) Characters: Sasori (Naruto), Deidara (Naruto) Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Dom/sub, Orgasm Control, Begging, Bottom Deidara (Naruto), Dom Sasori (Naruto), Phone Sex, without a single instance of 'haha what would you do if I was there', as it should be!!, Modern AU, Claires AU, if you know you know, Prompt Fic, Obsession/Possession, sighs deeply, Sasori being so obsessed with ownership and possession will be the death of me, and therefore all of yall too, we are all in the sasodei unit of the psychward…together, SasoDei Week (Naruto), sasodeiweek2024, SasoDei - Freeform Series: Part 3 of Mallrats Cinematic Universe Summary: Sasori owns Deidara. His control is absolute, derived from pure authority and devotion, inescapable and immutable, palpable even from this distance. Deidara knows better than to cum without his master's permission. SasoDei, Modern (90s) AU

Every one say thank you to @sasodeiweek once again getting my ass in gear to post something in time <3

[seisheun]

SasoDei Week 2024 - Day 4 - Possession / Obsession

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Inspired by Wuthering Heights; Sasori as Heathcliff and Deidara as Cathy.

I’m normally more of a writer than a drawer, but wanted to give it a go for this year’s SasoDei week. I found I fell in love with the language in Wuthering Heights and thought it fit so well with this obsession / possession prompt.

I liked the unyielding, passionate desire between the two, not able to quit each other in mind and soul, even if actual life decisions kept them in some form of separation.

[pocketlessdruid]

Sasodei week day 8: happy ending

AU after the Gaara rescue arc. They could only find one of Deidara's arms but it's okay because Sasori survived and it's going to make him a prosthetic one.

The last one :'( i'm so happy i managed to complete the whole event

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[earthgrudgefear]

@sasodeiweek DAY EIGHT ! mhhnmmmm happy ending?? : )

in another life they ARE happy source: trust me

[yowyowyaoi]

*Deidara soaking in a hot spring while Sasori sits on a rock and watches* Deidara: This is sooooo nice, hm. You don't know what you're missing, Danna. Sasori: Yes I do; my gears getting completely water-logged and my systems shutting down. Deidara: You're such a downer ... you can't sit with your feet in the water at least? Sasori: No thanks. But speaking of water ... shouldn't you be bathing? Deidara: Why? You trying to get off on watching me? Pervert. Sasori: It's not that, but, we've been travelling for days and this is the closest we've gotten to a bath in a while. So maybe you should -- Deidara, indignantly: Are you trying to say I stink or something, hm?! Sasori: You're being very overly sensitive, brat. Come on ... *pulls a bar of soap out of his pocket* Let's get you clean, huh? Deidara: No! This is a hot spring, the point is to just sit back and relax! I'm not taking a bath! And besides just sitting in warm water is good enough! Sasori: Just sitting in water is NOT the same as actively cleaning! Now you either take this bar of soap and start scrubbing, or it's going down your throat. Deidara: I'd like to see you try and catch me ... *Kisame and Itachi, walking up from the path* Kisame: This is going to be such a nice soak. I'm glad Sasori told us about this place. Itachi: Mm. Oh, I can hear voices, sounds like they're still here. I'm sure they won't mind us joining them. They -- *loud splashing from the water* Deidara: Get off of me, Danna!! Sasori, the soap in his hands: Not until I touch every inch of you with this, brat! Now stop fighting me and be still!! Itachi and Kisame: Itachi: Perhaps we should come back at another time. Kisame: Mm. @sasodeiweek

[justanotherblonde]

it's sasodei week 2024!

i have precisely one thing to contribute, but ffs it's not done yet grr!! maybe we can blame my dog... she demanded i come play with her no less than nine times (i kept track) as i wrote this post (she does this by shouting at me then humping my leg to show me who's boss, sometimes pulling on my sweater sleeve with her sharp li'l teefs, beagles, man, i tell ya...) 🐶

anyway!! here's a TEASER of my Day 3 Band/Rockstar/Idol AU story ahhhhh!!! it's not even titled yet!!!!! i don't even really know what the tags will be! and i haven't had time to make a header image!! 😫

but this i know, oh this i know:

Sasori is first chair cello of the Sunagakure Philharmonic

He has a dirty little secret hobby: listening to metal (among other genres that are definitely not classical)

One of the bands he listens to is called C4

Guess who's the lead singer???

Yes, you guessed it, it's Deidara, singer/song-writer, perhaps much more...

In this AU, everybody lives!! Well... okay fine, Sasori's parents still didn't make it, i'm sorry

But that means two important things: Third Kazekage is alive! And there are a LOT of Uchiha running around.

There's more, a lot more, but you'll have to wait until i steal more minutes and hours from my dog and my work! but i'll give it to ya, come hell or high water! or wildfires, earthquakes, debilitating PM 2.5 ratings, or uh... dare i say... another pandemic??? FEAR NOT!

if you want to wait for the full thing to drop to read, i've left the teaser excerpt below the cut.

a million thanks to @sasodeiweek for hosting this event and encouraging us SasoDei creators to flex our creative muscles! loving all the contributions so far!

and without further ado...

Rehearsal ran circles round Sasori’s ears. The music followed him always, all hours.

Chapter 1

Rehearsal ran circles round Sasori’s ears. The music followed him always, all hours.

The fine, agile fingers of his left hand twitched; his right hand swayed side to side, marking the strokes of his bow. Eyes half-closed, his feet kept time on the pavement as he walked. It was Haydn this week, Cello Concerto No. 1 in C major. A weighty yet familiar responsibility for Sasori, first chair cello of the Sunagakure Philharmonic.

He sighed. Rehearsal had wrapped half an hour ago. He was on his way home, and tomorrow was a rest day. He didn’t need to torture himself like this. 

The headphones around his neck were a comforting weight, as friendly and intimate as the straps of his cello case on his shoulders. He flipped them over his ears and dug in his coat pocket for his phone. Scrolling through the saved playlists on his music app, he skipped all of the classical “homework” and went straight for his guilty pleasures: dance-pop, glam-rock, musicals… and heavy metal. 

No one at work knew about his low, low tastes.

Well, the Third had known. 

Sasori gritted his teeth, biting back unbidden memories. Now he definitely needed to blast his brain clean with some noise. 

Something heavy.

Something loud.

Something to transport him far away from the sand-scraped streets of Sunagakure.

His thumb landed on the album he was looking for.

Art is an EXPLOSION by C4. Track 1: “Light It Up.”

From that first haunting guitar chord, the tension Sasori held in his chest and face dispersed. He rode that twisting whine down, down… someplace dark and cool, far beneath the earth. As the barreling drums built to a crescendo, he held his breath—wait for it!—

A million years, through timeless stone I’m damned to walk this path alone This darkness, all I’ve ever known…

The lead singer had a deep, melodic voice. He molded each word of the verse carefully, tenderly, as if he were embarking on a ballad… then WHAM!

Cymbals crashed; the roaring chorus caught the last two notes of an electrifying riff like a surfer hopping a wave:

Light it up! Hey, light it up! Strike a match and light it up! My fuse is short, ’m ready to blow, Crush the ceiling down to the floor!

Not in a million years would Sasori admit out loud to anyone that he listened to C4, especially not now that the public were actually aware of their existence. The metal band had catapulted to fame last year with their single “Burn Down All the Discos,” but Sasori had been listening to them well before that. Three years ago, his music app had recommended him a track from Art is an EXPLOSION—C4’s debut album—based on his eclectic streaming history. 

If the first song Sasori had heard by C4 had been anything but “Artist,” he’d probably never have given them a chance: their usual sound was, on the surface, sloppy, and most of the lyrics were childish boasts. “Look at me!” their vocalist seemed to say in every song. 

But “Artist” was different. It was, inexplicably, an up-tempo perversion of Vivaldi’s Winter Largo in F Minor, lamenting how hard it was to live for art’s sake when the world ran on money and heroic virtue. Listeners without classical training would be unable to appreciate or likely even identify the subtleties of what had been done with the classical score, but the first time he heard it, Sasori had been riveted. Vivaldi’s rhythmic harpsichord had been replaced with a softly tapped snare drum; a mournful electric guitar carried the melody when it wasn’t sung. 

Curiosity piqued, Sasori had investigated the rest of the album, and found similar nods to classical music throughout the tracks, much harder to notice than the adapted Vivaldi, drowned as they were in a thunderstorm of electric guitar and percussion. C4 were more than just a metal band: they experimented with typical traits of the genre and also drew from pop rock, classical music, even musical theatre to create a sound unlike anything Sasori had ever heard. They broke all the rules and they did it with glee.

One day—a rest day—home alone and bored, Sasori had looked up the band online. It surprised him to learn that the lead singer had been only sixteen when the band was formed. That powerful voice certainly didn’t sound like it belonged to a teenager. But the band’s website was light on biographical information, and Sasori hadn’t felt like digging deeper. An overwhelming amount of fan sites and social media accounts had sprung up since “Burn Down All the Discos” and C4’s world tour. Bored as he was that day, Sasori wasn’t about to use his precious free time to obsess over some flash-in-the-pan rock band, especially one fronted by a kid.

And yet, he still listened to them.

“Artist” often competed for the position of most frequently-played song on his app, but only when he was feeling particularly moody. 

It crossed his mind that he ought to check if C4 had come out with anything new lately—the app usually sent a message when artists he’d followed released new music. Pausing to wait for a traffic light, he dug for his phone again.

Lo and behold, a new album had dropped not three days ago.

Beauty of a Moment, it was called. The cover art featured the Venus de Milo... mid-explosion.

Sasori chuckled under his breath. “He really does fancy himself an artist, doesn’t he…” 

What a fool. Popular music was not art. Rock music was not art. It came and went, but the classics stayed. For centuries. Forever.

It was the one thing Sasori and the Third had always agreed on, despite all of their differences. 

Speaking of which… 

...

[oramja]

Fr 23, day 2 of @sasodeiweek !! - Weakness /Vulnerable

After battle

[ladykissingfish]

*Sasori and Deidara, standing waist-deep in pleasantly warm water*

Deidara: Oh, Sasori … this is the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for me ~

Sasori: I wouldn’t say that …

Deidara: I would. Sneaking us away from the base to take a midnight trip to the hot springs? *puts his arms around Sasori’s shoulders* Never knew you had such passion in you, hm.

Sasori: I wouldn’t exactly phrase it like that …

Deidara: You’re so shy about accepting compliments, aren’t you? *starts kissing along Sasori’s neck and chest* But you’ve made your Deidara very, very happy … maybe you’d like to make him even happier — ?

Sasori: Maybe if there’s time after we finish the job, brat.

Deidara: … job? What job?

Sasori: It’s why we’re here. Kisame said there’s supposed to be a ghost in this hot springs, the spirit of a woman who drowned years ago. Rumor has it that if you stand in the exact spot she drowned, and she appears, if you offer to help her she leads you to a hidden place containing buried treasure. I plan on using the money to buy new equipment to make puppets.

Deidara:

Deidara: Sasori. That’s ridiculous. Ghosts aren’t real! And —

*the water suddenly turns ice cold and a mist appears to be forming over some rocks*

Sasori: Ah, looks like she’s coming. Now please try not to scream, Deidara; I don’t want to scare her away.

Deidara:

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