Fic: Creatures Void of Form; PG-13, L/Naomi

Written for dn_contest's 8th week! I should be cleaning, but I'm waiting for the AC to cool the house down, else I will pass out from heat.

Title: Creatures Void of Form
Fandom: Death Note
Rating: PG-13
Pairings/Characters: Naomi, L, Watari, vague allusions to L/Naomi.
Warnings: Some disturbing imagery.
Word Count: 2016
Author's Note: This is a small expert from an AU series I have going, in which Naomi quit the FBI and went to work directly with L following the events of Another Note. I don't write them in any order, so they aren't at all necessary to read for this fic. :D
Prompt: Birthday
Summary: Maybe Naomi was becoming more like L than she thought, if she was so absorbed in their current case that she forgot her own birthday.... But someone remembered.


(Creatures Void of Form)

I Feel Summer Creeping In....

Holy hell, it's hot.

Which means, inevitably, I'm not feeling well at all. My body doesn't react well to heat, and it tends to leave me nauseas and dizzy. And for some reason, the AC is doing nothing to cool down any of my rooms but my workroom. I finally had to suck it up and clean the bathroom, and did so in a tank top and boxers, with many short breaks to sit down and have water.

In fact, I am only using this icon because just looking at it makes me feel vaguely cooler.

But I did get the bathroom clean, and I did get a fic written. I...don't know what I'm going to do about pants. I'm running out of fabric. If I can find a solid, non-patterned pair of old PJ pants, I can dye those. Everything else for the whole costume has come out great, it's just the damn pants I can't manage.

My nightstick is nearly done, too. One more coat of paint to smooth some things down and even the tones out and that will be that. Managed to get some RP replies in, too! Now the smell of grilling burgers is making me both hungry and ill. I will be dining on something cold and light tonight, because I can't handle anything else.

It was supposed to break today, too. Now they're saying tomorrow, probably, but definitely by Wednesday. That doesn't please me.

And the rainy season is coming. I do not fear it, though, for when it comes I shall be able to dance with Maryjane again and not be rendered an invalid for the month due to the pain. And there are good things coming soon! Such very good things.

It doesn't help that I am seized with the desire to make manjuu. Filled with jam rather than anko, because I have yet to find anywhere around here to buy red bean paste. I am also craving steamed buns, as I so often tend to do. And I discovered a recipe for sweet, chocolate filled naan.

That's it, I'm foraging for some food.

ETA: SILENT HILL KINK MEME! ALL MY SILENT HILL FRIENDS, GO! I WILL TOTALLY BE WRITING SOME REQUESTS!