#420heiwajima

[wishfulcrossing]

(( Disregard where this is coming from and put a reserve on Chiaki Morisawa from Ensemble Stars for me please? My personal is melodyinthebark. ))

Chiaki Morisawa is reserved for you~

[sapiosexualinformant]

“Good news, the flambe worked out wonderfully. Bad news: I burned your present.”

[amiablesolitxde]

      This wasn’t supposed to happen. Things weren’t supposed to get this bad..

      Though a part of her had hoped she’d be able to keep things quiet about it, like every other time, it couldn’t be so. Of course it was different if another child was hurt--but her? Up until this point, no one had so much as batted an eye.. Maybe that was her fault, for never bringing it up to anyone? She was just trying to keep it quiet so she wouldn’t cause any trouble, but..

      She was okay with it, when they would be mean to her. She didn’t understand what they were even saying, at first, or that she was being pushed around and bullied.. The more she understood what certain words meant and what people were actually saying to her, however..the more she realized that the two children she “spoke to” everyday weren’t her friends.

      She was still okay with it, though. She knew that some of the things she said weren’t true. She wasn’t a freak. She was just a different species. She wasn’t friendless or disliked--she had so many other friends within the other residents..

      What she couldn’t handle, however, was when they brought those friends--and her family--into the equation. Hearing them say cruel things about A-ya..Kuroo..Izaya..Shizuo.. An unfamiliar rage had boiled within her blood, and she finally spoke up. Though they were surprised by her sudden voice, they didn’t stop with the comments. It was for this fact that something inside of her finally snapped, and she had attacked them. Truly, a trolls’ claws are dangerous when used as a weapon..

      Of course, she’d been pulled off and away from the two children before she could do anything life-threatening, but one of them was now missing an ear, and had several deep scratches littering their skin..while the other would surely be hospitalized for a while due to their broken ribs and femur..

      She knew she was in trouble. It was easy to understand that much--with Izaya and Shizuo having been called by the headmaster, now sitting in the office and being briefed about the situation. This change in her behavior was a surprise--it was unpredictable, even. It wasn’t safe for her to continue attending classes, so long as this fact held true. It wasn’t safe for the other students, at all. She wouldn’t be allowed to return until she was under control. For now, that meant a week’s suspension. If the incident occurred again, she would be expelled.

      Perhaps there was a problem in having heightened hearing.. She’d heard the entire conversation, every word that was shared. Should she play ignorance to it? Play innocent, and pretend everything was okay, one last time?

      As she watched her two “fathers” exit the office, she debated this to herself. It probably wouldn’t be worth it, in the end. They were probably disappointed in her..and no amount of playing dumb was going to change that. Instead, she decided to wait with a knowing look in her eye..and listen to anything they might tell her.

[jadedactor-blog]

“It’s… Just a scratch”

Send me “It’s… Just a scratch” for my character to tend to a wound on your character

He could say ‘you need to be more careful’ or ‘this is nostalgic’ or even ‘this is serious!’

Though, all he really said was a nod, as he tried to cover up the wounds on him. They weren’t going to heal themselves, and it was a pretty bad one. It did indeed scare the living self out of him, but panicking infront of him wouldn’t do anything.

His brother is always a strong man. And nothing will change that

[sapiosexualinformant]

[from here]

“I’m going to make some coffee. How much Kahlua do you want in yours? There’s blankets smashed in the foldout couch, if we’re here for the night.”

Izaya knew that information for purely innocent reasons, of course. It was true for once since he never used it as a bed when he snuck people back here for fun. It was only that kind of couch because back up reasons.

[sapiosexualinformant]

"Merry Christmas!" He's all smiles as he gestures to a box big enough to hold a 1970′s supercomputer. Of course, it’s really five separate boxes duct taped and zip tied shut, all individually wrapped with ‘love’.

What’s inside it? Literally nothing.

[carnageflames]

Closed for 420heiwajima

It was too bright out that day, and Shura regretted not bringing her sunglasses as she jumped from one roof of a tall building to the next. Free running or rather, jumping, was common for Shura. It was some training she got used to doing since waking up in Solitude on the beach. Her old normal training was hard to do alone. She signed looking up at the sky. She sort of wondered how everyone was. Was Rin training enough? Was Yukio taking care of himself? Were her students studying? 

No sense dwelling too much on it now, this was her current life. There wasn’t anything to do but live it, no matter how bizarre it seemed.

Taking another step she found herself distracted, her guard down for once. Was it because she was thinking of home. She luckily wasn’t up very far, but the fall was probably going to hurt her... or the blonde below her.

“Waaaaaaatch out below!” she called out to him.

[sapiosexualinformant]

Thankfully, Shinji had been able to get him a few blocks from his house through some extreme teamwork. Now Izaya was leaned up against some store wall in town with the new task of getting himself the rest of the way to the hospital. It was in times like these that it hit him a little too hard that he really didn’t have anyone to call. His ‘friends’ weren’t here. Not a one of them. Only that one damn enemy.

Well, now they were business partners and roommates, weren’t they? And it would be easy to have that monster carry him nicely to the hospital. Ah, fuck it. He pulled out his phone and dialed, admittedly, the last person he had texted on this personal device.

“Ne, Shizu-chan? I’m a little drunk, you mind coming to pick me up?” He greeted in a bright voice.