f-fill? yeah. [2/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 00:39:36 UTC
“Fine, whatever,” Erika mumbled sadly, downing her tea hurriedly. “... if you won't cosplay Light, damnit, then I will. … no, no! Death the Kid! I'll pull off the best damn Death the Kid cosplay you've ever laid eyes on!” she cackled for dramatic effect, adding in lamely, “... and Walker can be my Patti or something
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f-fill? yeah. [3/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 03:08:14 UTC
Izaya loomed boredly above the streets of Ikebukuro, squinting at the humans below. There had been a rumor going around that he had planned the whole costume party and rented out the whole building it was going to be held in, but for once, it wasn't him who had set everything up. It was a mystery who had decided to do so, because he didn't have a clue who would want to throw a costume party in the middle of September besides himself
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f-fill? yeah. [4/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 05:31:05 UTC
Masaomi pulled Mikado further into the building, into the slew of dancing teens who happened to be shoving food in their mouths at the same time. “I-Izaya!” Mikado shouted as soon as he regained his senses, sighing at all of the odd stares he received. He also heard people mumbling about Izaya in the backdrop, and covered his ears in embarrassment while Masaomi howled in laughter.
“Dude, chill out! If Izaya was here, all hell would've broken loose and there would be fainted teens lined up around the building! Maybe some bloodstains on the carpet, too,” Masaomi offered, forcefully tugging Mikado's hands away from his ears, “and we'd just laugh because they'd be totally screwed while we were fashionably late AND totally not screwed
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f-fill? yeah. [5/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 05:47:04 UTC
After a few moments of chatting idly with Erika, loud, screeching music began to throb in Masaomi's eardrums, and he cried out in pain and made a big deal of not liking the music. He even bothered to stare in utter horror at the stereos, leaning into Mikado's chest and staring awkwardly over at Shizuo. Who had just been standing there, staring at Kida as if he were holding a rifle and beating the shit out of anyone who even dared to glance in his direction. Which made Masaomi scared for his life
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f-fill? yeah. [6/?]
anonymous
February 27 2010, 06:05:24 UTC
… until Izaya totally saved his ass, wrapping his arms around Kida's waist and shoving him to the ground. Izaya began to laugh at all the attention he instantly received, shouting over the music, “Kida-kun! You really should be more ca-” and then he got totally owned by a stereo, and skidded across the dance floor, leaving a trail of blood behind him
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f-fill? yeah. [7/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 05:02:38 UTC
Erika's beautifully accurate Sanzu lines began to fade, and she wailed in dismay when she stared over at a mirror hung above a oil painting of kittens artistically arranged on a horse's back. “Izaya! How-” she took a deep breath, clutching her chest, “how dare you? Do you have any idea how long I spent painting on these Sanzu lines with such delicate accuracy?”
She coughed up a bit of blood (God knows how), and wiped it on her sleeve, staring down at the man who'd been gawking up at her. “Close your fucking mouth, man. A fly could lay eggs in there. Or whatever the hell they do.” Izaya's mouth snapped shut.
“Masaomi!” she spun around and dug her heel into the ground, throwing Walker's last cracker at the teen who'd been downing the oddly-colored alcohol like it was going out of style, “You're not even-” Erika snatched the bottle away from Masaomi, who hiccuped in disappointment and opened and closed his hands. “No more alcohol, a'ight? This is my party, n
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Costume party
BONUS: smut?
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I can't wait for more!
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And seiyuu shout-outs are LOVE <3
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Go Death the Kid!Erika <33
“Izaya's not that batshit,” <--LOL'ing
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“Dude, chill out! If Izaya was here, all hell would've broken loose and there would be fainted teens lined up around the building! Maybe some bloodstains on the carpet, too,” Masaomi offered, forcefully tugging Mikado's hands away from his ears, “and we'd just laugh because they'd be totally screwed while we were fashionably late AND totally not screwed ( ... )
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GO ON!
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more erika!!
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OP LOVES YOU! Burst out laughing its sooo funny friend actually paused the telly~ XDD
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She coughed up a bit of blood (God knows how), and wiped it on her sleeve, staring down at the man who'd been gawking up at her. “Close your fucking mouth, man. A fly could lay eggs in there. Or whatever the hell they do.” Izaya's mouth snapped shut.
“Masaomi!” she spun around and dug her heel into the ground, throwing Walker's last cracker at the teen who'd been downing the oddly-colored alcohol like it was going out of style, “You're not even-” Erika snatched the bottle away from Masaomi, who hiccuped in disappointment and opened and closed his hands. “No more alcohol, a'ight? This is my party, n ( ... )
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