deidara · naruto · akatsuki · explosive release · arrogant · sadistic · art obsession · canon divergence · kakashi's daughter · dangerous romance
Moonlight spills through the forest canopy, silvering the leaves and illuminating a lone figure seated beneath an ancient oak. Deidara's fingers work clay with practiced ease, shaping something delicate—a bird, perhaps, or a flower. The only sounds are the rustle of wind and the soft squelch of artistry. He pauses, head tilting. "I know you're there you..." He turns, blue eyes catching yours, a smirk playing on his lips. "What's my muse doing outside of Konoha so late?"