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Made the top left when I was 13 oh how the years have passed...

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Pretty little baby (*/ω＼*)

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Light Yagami realizing the death note works:

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check your speech bubbles before doing your victory monologue

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"justice will prevail no matter what"

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In short, this <man> had no identity at all. He was left alone in an unmarked grave, with no one to pray for him, not as L, but as the human being he once was. 🥀

L actually being L's name goes crazy for the implications like. L being the mantle of the best detective in the world and L being a role that can be stepped into and L being a legacy that can be co-opted and L being an identity that can be stolen or inherited all before L was a person of his own. there are multiple Ls. L has heirs. people are in line to become L. there's a second L, a false L, a true successor to L. all that hopping and swapping just totally erasing the fact that L was a man who was alive and who effectively died nameless because his identity was something he wore like a profession or even a costume and left behind when he died instead of taking it with him like anyone else would

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🖤My <Death Note> Project: A New Fan Manga 🖤

Yes, I'm going to make a Death Note fan manga, which I'm going to publish online on a special platform (or on Twitter (X), wherever I feel most comfortable).

This is an idea that was born a year ago, around this time. It's a project that has become my new life purpose (yes, literally) and it's a long-term project that I'm taking very seriously. I want it to be my life's work.

This fan manga/doujinshi is going to be about L. It's an alternate route where L defeats Kira and doesn't die, neither he nor Watari xD. Two new characters will be entering the scene to change events in L's favor, including a new Shinigami.

I don't have a publication date for this work yet; I'm still structuring the story and gathering information from the canon material. Like I said, it's a long-term project, but I finally want to announce it 🖤

If you'd like to keep up with my progress, follow me here on Tumblr or on Twitter (X) . I do fanarts, edits, and whatever comes to mind.

All my love and effort are imbued into this project, I would appreciate it if you would join me on this journey. 🖤🍎

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finally logged back in

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Aizawa and L's relationship

At first, I was a person who disliked Aizawa's character because of his temper (his bad temper), but the truth is that he plays a very important role throughout the plot. Although he had disagreements with L over his way of working, he never stopped contributing to the team (even when he left the Japanese Task Force).

First, he puts L in a vulnerable position when he gets angry with him (over Ukita's death) because L ordered them not to go to the Sakura TV set, but he really did it with the intention to prevent more deaths (I think, deep down, L felt deep sorrow for the lives lost in this case which he himself decided to investigate, involving others).

Ep: 11

Second, when Aizawa decides to resign from the Kira investigation and return to headquarters (to his normal police job), he expressed that he greatly disliked L's way of working, to which L replies, "Well, I really like you, Aizawa." And really, I think he was honest with this. I think L liked Aizawa's genuineness, even if it was very blunt.

Ep: 18

Later, when they were in the middle of capturing Higuchi, Aizawa (on his own) mobilized the police to help L.

The saddest part of all this is that Aizawa ended up with L dead in his arms :( I wish L had been able to thank him properly for his collaboration and patience, since it was Aizawa's doubts about Light (later, in the second arc) that also helped solve the case.

😭💔

(funfac: In the manga, they left L on the ground lmao)

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=͟͟͞͞♡ Fanart =͟͟͞͞♡ I know, it's a little late. 😞 STILL, I LOVE THEM 🖤

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=͟͟͞͞♡ This is better than what I was doing a year ago lmao. I'm proud.

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I made this gif while blazed off of my ass and I've been giggling at it for the past few hours

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washing machine heart

Spin spin. Splash splash. Spin spin.

L was happy. His world was very small and very wet and it was spinning around. He knew, logically, that the rest of the world still existed. He could see it through the window. But it was blurred by the water, which made it easier to quiet down all the details that normally raced through his mind.

Spin spin.

The tiles of the floor were now on the ceiling. The lights were shining out of the ground. Up was down and down was up. And L was wet and spinning.

Splash splash.

His hair was all clean. Scrubbed with shampoo and bathed in conditoner, it would be perfectly soft and silky when he emerged. Just the way he liked it.

Spin spin.

He didn't have to stand. He didn't have to sit. All he had to do was crouch and watch the tile go back to the floor and the lights point back down. The water lapped at his arms and his legs. His hands lay idle at his sides.

Splash splash.

The water was perfectly temperate. Not burning, not freezing, just a wonderful, comfortable lukewarm. He felt rather like a frog going for a nice swim in a sunlit pond. How nice it would be, to be a frog. The lovely lukewarm water massaged his toes.

Spin spin.

Now he was clean, so it was time to be rinsed. Another wave of water embraced his crevasses, cleaning all the folds of his skin. He felt it course behind his ears, under his arms, in between his legs. No more sweat, no more grime. Perfectly soft and clean.

Splash splash.

And finally, the drying. No need for a harsh towel scraping at his skin. As the tile rose to the ceiling once again, the warm air kissed his cheeks, his chest, his knees and his wrists. Goodbye dear pond, hello warm breeze. He was clean and he was dry and he was ready to get back to work.

Spin spin.

The machine slowed to a stop, tile on the floor for good, and the door clicked open. In reached Watari's hands, and L let himself be tugged out from his little safe chamber into the real, dangerous world. He raised his arms (yippee!) and let the white fabric slip over his head. The world's best detective was ready to get back on the case.

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made by @syrnse on pinterest

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Literally that's how feels to become an adult. 😭

sobbing

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justice