Remember how I said there was a photoshoot in the making? Yeah. Here you go. Don't judge me >_>
Warnings: Well, the fact that I feel like a 13 year-old boy for doing this is probably not a good sign. Oh, and gayness, as usual.
Characters: Mello, Matt, Near; Raito and L (ish); Two random females needed for the shoot. Like before, characters are taken totally out of the DN context
Image count: 64! There's a reason for that, though.
This is dedicated to
simgarden, because I owe her fanfiction but all my efforts have been for naught. Does this make up for it? At all?
Also dedicated to
kittyyuri, because she's the one that yells at me to get things done XD
Mello:
Lock eyes from across the room
Down my drink while the rhythms boom
Mello:
Take your hand and skip the names
No need here for the silly games
Mello:
Make our way through the smoke and crowd
The club is the sky and I'm your cloud
Mello:
Move in close as the lasers fly
Our bodies touch and the angels cry
Mello:
Leave this place, go back to yours
Our lips first touch outside your doors
Mello:
A whole night what we've got in store
Whisper in my ear that you want some more
And I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Mello:
This really never happens, you can take my word
Mello:
I won't apologize, that's just absurd!
Mainly your fault for the way that you dance
And now I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Mello:
Don't tell your friends or I'll say you're a slut!
Mello:
Plus it's your fault, you were rubbing my butt!
I'm very sensitive, some would say that's a plus!
Mello:
Now I'll go home and change
Matt:
I need a few things from the grocery
Matt:
Do things alone now, mostly
Matt:
Left me - heart broken, not lookin' for love -
Matt:
Surprised in my eyes when I looked above
The check out counter and I saw a face
Matt:
My heart stood still, so did time and space
Matt:
Never thought that I could feel real again
But the look in her eyes said "I need a friend,"
Matt:
She turned to me, that's when she said it
Matt:
Looked me dead in the face, asked "Cash or Credit?"
And I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Matt:
It's perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me!
Matt:
But we're going to need a clean-up on aisle three...
Matt:
And now I'm posed in an awkward stance because I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Matt:
To be fair, you were flirting a lot
Matt:
Plus the way you bag cans got me bothered and hot
Matt:
Please stop acting like you're not impressed
Matt:
One more thing, I'm gonna pay by cheque
Mello:
Last week, I saw a film
Mello:
As I recall, it was a horror film
Mello:
Walked outside into the rain
Mello:
Checked my phone
Mello:
And saw you rang
And I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Matt:
Speeding down the streets when the red lights flash
Matt:
Need to get away, need to make a dash
A song comes on that reminds me of you
And I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Mello:
The next day, my alarm goes off and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Matt:
Open my window and a breeze rolls in and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Mello:
When Bruce Willis was dead at the end of Sixth Sense, I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Matt:
I just ate a grape and I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Near:
I went--
Matt and Mello:
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
Near:
OKAY, seriously you guys, can we... okay...?
Matt and Mello:
I JIZZ RIGHT IN MY PANTS EVERY TIME YOU'RE NEXT TO ME
All:
AND WHEN WE'RE HOLDING HANDS, IT'S LIKE HAVING SEX TO ME
All:
YOU SAY I'M PREMATURE, I JUST CALL IT ECSTASY
All:
I WEAR A RUBBER AT ALL TIMES - IT'S A NECESSITY!
All:
'CAUSE I JIZZ IN MY PANTS
All:
YES, I JIZZ IN MY PANTS!
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A/N: Oh god, shoot me now. This is by far the longest photoshoot I've ever done. Took me SIX HOURS to get all the pictures (I hate buildings sets omfg), and three more to edit, upload and stick them in this post. EGAAAAADS @_@
ANYWAYS, I have a few extra shots here that couldn't make it in because they had nothing to do with the lyrics. Enjoy.
You know you wish Matt wore this much pink in the show. Admit it.
This picture would've made it into the shoot if I hadn't cocked it up and allowed the sky to peep through at the top. Aehfihfhfakfn. Is it just me, or does Near look hilariously buff in this picture?
Another one with sky peeping in. Stupid game, not lettin' me have ceilings >(
Poor Near got like no screen time. Sorry about that, Near fans.
And this is proof that the MM duo are the most uncooperative models ever. I make them dance their hearts out and all they do is stand around looking confused. Oy _ _;;;
OH YES, I don't own Death Note OR the song
Jizz in my pants. I'm just borrowing both for my nefarious purposes. The actual sims are mine, though.
THAT'S THAT, FOLKS! Thank you for looking, hopefully the scarring wasn't too deep.
Please don't judge me ;_;