#deathnote drabble

[kym-m]

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO TREAT YOU? An L drabble

AN: Admittedly, I think I was just trying to write L. This ha no relevant substance whatsoever!! It's awfully dry, and immature--- so please take it with a grain of salt. I just wanna try writing L as a character and how I think his quirks would take action in a relationship, which I'd say I didn't execute properly here, i'm sorry.:( if you want, please grant me suggestions/requests! I wanna see if I can explore the complexities of his character more. (P.S ignore the yap if you want. there might be grammatical errors! Possibly OOC L.)

It’s easily unsettling how someone like L could exist. He sits across you, you hold back the urge to mutter an obscenity towards the older man driving, Watari, for your calamity. L caused you distress, in ways you never thought would irk you—whether it came to him spoiling a novel you were invested in to the tee, or him eating so much sweets and food in one sitting it makes you gag. You hold your hands, sweat builds up, causing moisture to seep through your palms, your eyes try to maintain focus on the scenery you pass by, fleeting, a distraction.

You see a slight reflection of L in the window, it was eerie, straight from a horror movie, you’d argue. He parts his lips, smiling erratically, it was unnerving. His thumb rests at his lips.

“You’re purposely ignoring me,”

You take a shallow breath, finally meeting those empty pits he calls his eyes. 

“I was.”

“Why?”

You shrug, before looking away. You feel the cushion beside you dip, you pray you would hit a road bump and L would tumble over. To your tragedy, Watari was a meticulous driver. He assured no bumps or shifts would be driven over, at least if possible. He was careful, smooth, another factor to your sorrow.

L’s hair tickles your shoulder, you see his reflection once more. He looked even more uncanny, how are you here?

“Eerie.” You mutter.

“Me?” He retorts, his tone was blank.

“Yes.” You breathe out, your fingers twitch.

“What do you want, L?” You shakily mumble, your chance to portray confidence was a futile and sorry attempt. Against L, no amount of confidence can save you from that stare. It could shatter even the biggest ego’s of man, you’ve seen it yourself.

“Your company, you are a very poor guest.”

“We’re dating..” 

“We are.”

Then silence echoed throughout the car. You finally turn your head and meet his gaze. 

“You treat me like a specimen, it’s.. Scary.”

“Is it? Elaborate.”

You sigh, trying to look for the right words.

“Traditionally, partners are softer with one another, fonder—if you will.”

“Am I not fond?”

“Ah—...are you?”

“I am.”

“...I'll pay more attention, then.” You retort.

“That’s not necessary.” He hums. 

“It’s clear you are unable to identify when I am being softer with you compared to others,”

“Would you prefer if we did traditionally romantic exercises?”

Once again, you prove to be indecisive, you shrug. 

“I guess,”

He nods, putting his hands on top of his knees as he somehow manages to slouch forward even more. 

“Let’s go on a date,” he suggests.

“Outside?” You ask.

“No, don’t be foolish.” He mutters instantly, tone reserved, somehow it sounds harsher when his disappointment is directed towards you.

“Sorry.” You grumble.

“Let us arrange it later,”

“We’re here.”

Somehow, L trying to court you in a traditional manner, was even scarier than L courting you now.

Maybe you didn’t mind his.. Catatonic way of expressing his vulnerability with you. Does that make sense? Suppose not.

[dilfismz]

HELLO i just saw how u wrote my death note request and it was absolutely amazing!! I dunno if u write for multiple characters at once, but if you do could u write L, Light, and Misa with an S/O that's sleepy all the time? Im interested in what their reactions would be... If you don't write for multiple chars at once you can choose any of them!!

Make sure to rest and stay hydrated:3

-Your friendly death note obsessed Anon!

You fell asleep again. They're trying (and struggling) to wake you. Bless their hearts.

🕯️ Light Yagami

He’s pacing.

His plan — a very delicate plan involving calculated timing, fake tears, and slipping away to write in the Death Note — is minutes from unfolding. Every move is perfectly set.

Except you’re asleep.

You were supposed to follow a cue. Nod subtly. Distract a guard. Something simple. But when Light turns to look, there you are — curled in the chair like a cat in sunlight, arms tucked in, lips parted slightly in soft, oblivious sleep.

“Y/N.” He says your name low and stern, like it’s supposed to snap you out of it.

Nothing.

He crouches beside you, trying to keep his voice calm even as time ticks forward like a loaded gun.

“Darling. Wake up. This is important.”

You sigh and lean toward him slightly, murmuring his name — but not waking. Not really.

He gently takes your face in his hands, thumb brushing your cheek. “I need you awake right now. If you don’t—”

You snore.

Light blinks. His expression does an odd flicker — part are you serious and part I will marry you tomorrow.

“…I cannot believe this is happening,” he mutters.

But he scoops you into his arms anyway and carries you somewhere safe. Even when everything depends on precision and perfection, he’d rather handle it all himself than risk you waking up somewhere dangerous and confused.

He whispers against your hair, “You’re lucky I love you.”

And God help anyone who calls him soft for it.

🍰 L

You’re asleep, face down on the documents L asked you to “look over” — which, in your defense, were long, boring, and written in L’s chicken-scratch notes at 3am. You lasted maybe five minutes before dozing off directly on the crime scene timeline.

L stares at you from across the table, nibbling a sugar cube like he’s calculating the physics of your nap angle.

He pokes your shoulder. “Y/N. Wake up.”

No reaction.

He leans forward, pokes again — a little harder this time. “You were supposed to confirm the handwriting samples.”

Still nothing. You murmur something about “five more minutes” and roll onto your side, nearly knocking over his teacup.

Now you’ve got his full attention.

“Hmm…”

He scoots over — legs folded up, posture terrible, eyes huge — and peers at your face like it’s a crime scene. Then gently presses his index finger to your cheek and leans in close.

“You are asleep in the middle of a murder investigation. That’s… impressive.”

You snore softly.

He sighs. Then, surprisingly carefully, removes the papers from under your face and places a marshmallow where your head was.

“...I’ll conduct the analysis myself.”

When you wake later, you find a blanket over your shoulders and a sticky note on your forehead that reads: “Next time, sleep at a 90-degree angle for better blood flow. ❤️ — L”

💋 Misa Amane

Misa had big plans.

You two were going shopping, getting boba, and taking couples selfies in those flashy little photo booths. She picked your outfit. She curled your hair. She even made you try on three different pairs of shoes for “aesthetic reasons.”

And then — disaster.

You flopped onto the bed to “wait for her to finish eyeliner,” and within minutes you were OUT.

She walks out of the bathroom all excited, sees you napping like the human embodiment of a lullaby, and gasps dramatically.

“Y/N!”

She stomps over to the bed, arms crossed. “I literally said fifteen more minutes!”

You don’t stir.

She leans down, shakes your arm. “Wake up, sleepyhead! We’re gonna miss golden hour!”

Still nothing.

She whines loudly, then crawls onto the bed and starts peppering your face with kisses.

“Wake. Up. Wake. Up. Or I’m going without you and you’ll be sad and jealous and miss me the whole time!”

You twitch. Murmur something unintelligible. Your hand reaches up — not to push her away, but to pull her closer.

Her entire mood flips.

Misa melts instantly, wraps herself around you like a blanket, and sighs into your neck. “Ugh, fine. Ten minutes. But then I really will throw you out of bed.”

Ten minutes turns into thirty.

The date is late, your hair’s messy, and you have pillow lines on your face in every selfie.

Misa posts them anyway. “💤💘 love my sleepy baby even when they ruin my schedule lol”

Want a bonus version where you try to stay awake during an argument or interrogation? Or a cuddly wake-up scene next?

[str4ngr]

uhm, you guys better not pick options 2....

[trancylovecraft]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆THE CHRISTMAS MENU

Salutations, My name is Trancy, Welcome to my café!

Here at The Nowhere Café, We are excited to announce our first writing event for the month of December. When the fated month comes around, I want to have twenty five separate drabbles of your favourite YANDERE characters- All published and finished in the days leading up to Christmas!

For each entry in the menu, I will make a short drabble for each character that you request. Your request will be tailored depending on what drink/food you order in the prompt section below.

And what are the prompts you ask?

EGGNOG: Amnesia/Memory Alteration HOT CHOCOLATE: Forced Affection MULLED WINE: Willing Reader CHAMPAGNE: Manipulation TURKEY: Bone Breaking/Yandere-Inflicted Injury STUFFED GOOSE: Reader's Death MINCE PIE: Cannibalism ROAST RABBIT: Escaped Reader CHRISTENROLLE: International Christmas Activity. TRIFLE: Kidnapping GINGERBREAD: Imprisonment/Punishment YULE LOG: Fluff TIRAMISU: Platonic Yandere (You may order up to THREE different food/drink item's for your request.)

CHECK OUT MY MENU FOR THE FANDOMS I ACCEPT!

RULES FOR REQUESTING!

Please Include the name of your character and the fandom they belong to along with the 1-3 prompts that you want within your request.

Your request will be themed around the festive holiday, As you can probably tell. Please include the prompts in the above section to tell me what kind of festive activity you want reader to get traumatised to.

If I get too much of one fandom, I may stop accepting entries for them. I want variety!

I am a yandere blog, If you request, You will get yandere.

I do NOT write smut or pointless SA.

NOTES: Since I won't have time to do any fun writing events for Halloween, I have decided instead to settle on the second best- Christmas! I've also decided to open the request's for it early, Since I'll need time to write it all <3 ive also stopped doing moral orel for now btw. i love the show but i am tired of the reqs for it.

LEVI ACKERMAN (AOT): Roast Rabbit, Gingerbread, Hot Chocolate

2. SATORU GOJO (JJK): Gingerbread, Hot Chocolate

3. MEPHISTO PHELES (BLUE EXORCIST): Eggnog, Champagne, Hot Chocolate

4. KOKUSHIBO (KNY): Roast Rabbit, Turkey

5. ADELHEID AURELIA FAUST (TEKISUTOTON): Christenrolle, Hot Chocolate, Ginger Bread

6. ENMU (KNY): Eggnog, Hot Chocolate, Champagne

7. BILL CIPHER: Tiramisu

8. JOHN DOE (JOHN DOE): Mince Pie

9. KENTO NANAMI (JJK): Tiramisu, Gingerbread

10. ABDUCIUS MORAIL (TNMN): Stuffed Goose, Turkey

11. ROBBIE (GRAVITY FALLS): Christenrolle

12. JD (HEATHERS): Champagne, Stuffed Goose, Gingerbread

13. L LAWLIET (DEATHNOTE): Gingerbread, Hot Chocolate

14. ALASTOR (HAZBIN HOTEL): Mulled Wine

15. LUKE CASTELLAN (PERCY JACKSON): Eggnog, Trifle

16. KYOJURO RENGOKU (KNY): Christenrolle, Hot Chocolate

17. YOG SOTHOTH (TNMN): Roast Rabbit, Trifle

18. RAMONA FLOWERS (SPTO): Yule Log

19. PERCY JACKSON (PJO): Mulled Wine, Yule Log (GN!reader)

20. FRANCIS MOSSES (TNMN): Hot Chocolate, Trifle, Mulled Wine

21. RAGATHA (TADC): Turkey, Hot Chocolate

22. RYOMEN SUKUNA (JJK): Tiramisu, Mince Pie, Mulled Wine

23. MAMMON (HH): Roast Rabbit, Turkey, Gingerbread

24. VENTI (GENSHIN): Hot Chocolate, Gingerbread, Tiramisu

25. LEWIN LIGHT (BLUE EXORCIST): Hot Chocolate, Turkey, Tiramisu

[horrorcore2002]

MILLI'S BLOG INTRO

*THIS BLOG SUPPORTS GHANA, PALESTINE, & SUDAN. I WILL NOT STAND FOR ANY HATRED OR ANTI WHATSOEVER, AND I WILL BLOCK YOU IF YOU INTERACT WITH ME, AND I WILL CONTINUE TO ADVOCATE FOR THEM.*

WARNING! THIS BLOG CONTAINS:

DARK CONTENT REBLOGS, GORE/TRIGGERING IMAGES (MOSTLY FOR PALESTINE, GHANA, AND SUDAN) PLS BLOCK THOSE TAGS AS I TAG THEM.

Milli, 19 &black, I b simpin' hella, so beware ig 18+ MDNI WITH ANY NSFW POSTS! I will have to block you, but please don't take it personally, It makes me uncomfy mainly cause it feels like I'm providing you with that shit, and I don't want that.

Requests are open btw!

I AGE UP ALL OF THE CHARACTERS I WRITE, ALL OF THEM ARE 20 AND UP! PLS BLOCK ME IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, PEDOS AND MAPS GET TF OUT

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★RULES ☆☆☆☆ ♱RULES: NO’s -Scat/piss kinks -Yandere/physical abuse relationships -extreme BDSM -roleplaying kinks -DM/ask me for more details🤍 -Unfortunately I do not do character x character unless it’s polyamorous x reader :\ ★RACISTS, HOMOPHOBES, XENOPHOBES, ANTIRELIGION, EXTREMISTS, AND TOXIC MFS GET OUT! I DON’T WANT YOU SPREADING HATE ON MY BLOG AND I DON’T NEED YOUR NEGATIVITY! KEEP YOUR OPINIONS AND FEELINGS TO YOURSELF, I CAN AND WILL BLOCK YOU, I WANT MY SHIT TO BE A SAFE SPACE, ★ ★MDNI WITH MY BLOG! IF YOU WANNA LIKE REBOLG OR REQUEST, PLS HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO OR I WILL HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! SORRY, NO HARD FEELINGS, I JUST DON’T WANNA CATCH A CASE ★ ♱I usually write for black readers, anyone can read tho. usually fem, but I can do Gender neutral (gn) and male readers too. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ♱MASTERLIST ♱haikyuu!! (hq!!) ♱Black clover ♱One piece ♱yu yu hakusho (yyh) ♱saiki k ♱tokyo revengers (tr) ♱jujutsu kaisen (jjk) ♱samurai champloo ♱black lagoon ♱naruto ♱my hero academia/bokuno hero academia (mha/bnha) ★dabi/touya todoroki ⭑ Toxic!Relationship drabble w/Dabi Suggestive/mentions of smut / Angst ⭑ Ansty-smut w/ Dabi Angst / Smut ★Hawks/Keigo Takami ⭑ Wet dreamz Smut / lime(?) / mentions of mastubation(m) ♱bunguo stray dogs (bsd) ♱solo leveling ♱killlakill ♱hellsing ♱bleach ♱demon slayer ♱attack on titan (aot) ♱trigun ♱hunterxhunter (hxh) ♱castlevania ♱avatar the last air bender (atla) ♱blue exorcist ♱deathnote ♱soul eater ♱tokyo ghoul ♱Spiderman across the spider-verse/Spiderman into the spider-verse ~REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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[moreandmoredior]

⭑⭒My name is Milli, welcome to the side blog⭑⭑

~♱THE PEOPLE CALL ME THE SURGEON OF DEATH-Trafalgar D. LAW♱ ♱RULES: NO's -Scat/piss kinks -Yandere/physical abuse relationships -Pegging -extreme BDSM -roleplaying kinks -DM/ask me for more details🤍 -Unfortunately I do not do character x character unless it's poly :\ ★RACISTS, HOMOPHOBES, XENOPHOBES, ANISIMETIC, EXTREMIST, AND TOXIC MFS GET OUT! I DON'T WANT YOU SPREADING HATE ON MY BLOG AND I DON'T NEED YOUR NEGATIVITY! KEEP YOUR OPINIONS AND FEELINGS TO YOURSELF, I CAN AND WILL BLOCK YOU, I WANT MY SHIT TO BE A SAFE SPACE, ★ ★MDNI WITH MY BLOG! IF YOU WANNA LIKE REBOLG OR REQUEST, PLS HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO OR I WILL HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! SORRY, NO HARD FEELINGS, I JUST DON'T WANNA CATCH A CASE ★ ♱I usually write for black readers, anyone can read tho. usually fem, but I can do Gender neutral (gn) and male readers too.

★★Smut ★★Fluff/Comfort ★★Angst ★★SAMU/Texting ★★Headcanons/Drabbles ★★Suggestive/mentions of smut ★★DARK CONTENT!

♱MASTERLIST ♱haikyuu!! (hq!!) ♱Black clover ♱One piece ♱yu yu hakusho (yyh) ♱saiki k ♱tokyo revengers (tr) ♱jujutsu kaisen (jjk) ♱samurai champloo ♱black lagoon ♱naruto ♱my hero academia/bokuno hero academia (mha/bnha) dabi/touya todoroki ⭑ Toxic!Relationship drabble w/Dabi ★★Suggestive/mentions of smut / ★★Angst ⭑ Ansty-smut w/ Dabi ★★Angst / ★★Smut ♱bunguo stray dogs (bsd) ♱solo leveling ♱killlakill ♱hellsing ♱bleach ♱demon slayer ♱attack on titan (aot) ♱trigun ♱hunterxhunter (hxh) ♱castlevania ♱avatar the last air bender (atla) ♱blue exorcist ♱deathnote ♱soul eater ♱tokyo ghoul ♱Spiderman across the spider-verse/Spiderman into the spider-verse ~REQUESTS ARE OPEN

[mariusofthesea]

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[wetratgutz]

Hi, I'm Gus , here's stuff about me!

Warnings

Any ages under 27 and over 18 are welcome, MDNI, sorry!!! :c

DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT

Post warnings:

I age regress sometimes, no range in particular but I'm just a childish person over all.

Mentions of NSFW, Kidnapping Etc (I write)

I am not a minor! I am 21

I mostly play games like roblox n minecraft but it's fun and I love it!

Socials

N/A

Fandoms 🎀

I'm multifandom!

🎀JJK

🎀HP (I don't support JKR)

🎀Marauders

🎀Scream

🎀American Psycho

🎀Avatar

🎀LOTR

🎀Hunger games

🎀TOH

🎀AIW

🎀ENA

🎀Warriors (Warrior Cats)

🎀Pjsk

🎀Coraline

🎀Marvel

🎀Nimona

🎀Beastars

🎀Deathnote

🎀Deadplate

🎀Coldfront

🎀HSR

🎀KNY

Comfort Characters 🎀

(And/or my fav characters or ones I relate to)

🎀Yuji Itadori (Jjk)

🎀Fred and George Weasley(HP)

🎀Ron Weasley(HP)

🎀Tom Riddle(HP)

🎀Mahito(Jjk)

🎀Severus Snape(HP)

🎀Remus Lupin(HP)

🎀Sirius Black(HP)

🎀Nimona(Nimona)

🎀Kyojuro Rengoku(KNY)

🎀Draco Malfoy(HP)

🎀Gyomei Himejima(KNY)

🎀Tengen Uzui(KNY)

🎀Akaza(KNY)

Other Stuff!!

🎀Douma(KNY)

I'm a Transmasc (but genderfluid) and very feminine in general, Pansexual, and Demisexual Hyper sexual person! Ive also been diagnosed with the deadly pair (Autism & ADHD) And I also have Severe Anxiety so please have patience with me -◡-"'

About my page

I just browse here, and I'm really socially burnt out so I'll rarely post or chat on here !!

When I do post, it will (usually) be about my OCs, Fics and Drabbles, Oc x Canon and all that good stuf.

(UPDATES PERIODICALLY c:)

[piixcelz]

DEATHNOTE M. LIST

SMAUS

coming soon!!!

HEADCANNONS

coming soon!!!

DRABBLES

coming soon!!!

[r0tt3nfever]

Hii! I’m Beth (she/her)

:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

I write silly little things, including but not limited to drabbles, fics and head canons. Fandoms I write for currently are Jjk, aot, and csm. I would be open to writing for others though!

I’ll write nsfw and sfw content so pls mdni!!! I will block you.

Requests are open!

Always happy to be mutuals. My main interests are books (lit fic, classics, fantasy) Manga (Nana, punpun, junji ito) anime (aot, deathnote, csm, etc..) crochet, and music (Fiona Apple, poison girl friend, Ethel Cain, Elliot smith etc) and games!! (Stardew valley, Pokemon)

Remember none of this is serious, so keep it friendly. Any hateful behaviour will get you blocked.

Have a great day! Hope you enjoy 😽😽

(Will make master list in the near future :D )

[genyashusband]

Please Send Requests!

I'm new here, and I need ideas! Please send me some requests from:

Haikyuu

My Hero Academia

Black Butler

Ouran High School Host Club

Fire Force

Demon Slayer

Deathnote

Hunter X Hunter

Attack On Titans

Bungou Stray Dogs

Tokyo Revengers

Jujitsu Kaisen

Anddd I can't think of any other shows at the moment, so I'll add to the list later... You can send requests from other shows, though I'm less likely to complete the request due to my lack of knowledge of the character's traits.

I write smut, angst, comfort, smut, fluff, crack, smut.... I think you get the idea. I write drabbles, headcanons, and short stories. Any gender characters and readers! Please send requests so I can start up a nice blog here!

[amaya-writes]

hi, amaya!! :3 may i ask for a fluffy L x reader where the reader gives him a back massage? cuz there's no way his back doesn't hurt with the way he seats/walks. (o_o)

Notes: gah this was such a cute idea i couldn't help but write it before some of my other reqs I've never given or received a back massage so i didn't really know hwo to write the actual massage bits. 😭😩 but i hope this was fine

Warnings: n/a just pure fluff

Characters involved: L Lawliet

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Your arms almost automatically wound around his waist as you sat down on the couch beside L, with your chin coming to rest on his shoulder even as you felt his body stiffen below your hold.

"I'm working."

Even if he tried to sound stern, you could all but hear the blush in his voice as L continued fiddling with the sheets before him.

"You've been working all day."

He hummed at that but chose not to do anything else to acknowledge your words.

The sound of his silence had you letting out a sigh as you buried your face into his neck and tried to use your proximity to distract him from his work.

"C'mon baby, you're going to break your back if you keep on slouching like this for hours on end."

"Scientifically speaking, that is all but impossible."

You let out a small huff at his words, but were quick to swap out your annoyance for curiosity as an idea popped into your head.

L wasn't really one for physical affection, but over time he had come to get used to your touch. However, one thing he definitely wasn't used to was the feeling of your hands trailing over his shoulders and then moving down to his back, applying slight pressure as you went.

"What are you doing?"

You shrugged at that, paying no mind to his evident curiosity as you instead focused on massaging his back, or at least trying to.

"I told you, working like this for so long isn't good for your back."

You continued gently pressing down on his back and shoulders as you spoke, but were quick to come to a stop the second you felt him move away.

For a second you couldn't help but wonder whether you had done something wrong, but your worries were quickly quelled as you watched L set down his paperwork and return to your side.

"I suppose I could take a break for a while-"

he finally turned to you then, with a soft smile ghosting over his lips as he shifted his position to lean more towards you rather than the back of the couch.

"-But only if you continue for a bit."

You giggled at his request but chose to oblige as you once again let your hands trail over his back, this time with warmth pooling in your stomach as you realised L Lawliet had just given you permission to take care of him, something he up until recently only reserved for Watari.

[erimeows]

Juxtaposition

You sneak out at midnight to go see the mysterious detective, otherwise known as L- or, as his subordinates call him, Ryuzaki. You prefer L. Something about it seems more casual, more intimate, more… Real.

It’s dark outside. You know your father, Soichiro Yagami, and your brother, Light Yagami, would be equally as pissed if they knew about this- your father for you sneaking out alone at night and your brother for you going to see L. Luckily, they don’t know about it. You’ve managed to keep your little affair with the world’s greatest detective a secret between the two of you. 

It’s not a long journey from your family home to the shitty apartment that L stays in downtown. You’d really prefer to drive your car, but you’d also hate for anyone to notice your car missing in the middle of the night and ask about it, hence why you leave your car, lock your bedroom door, and sneak out through the window every night to see L rather than the more practical idea of driving.

Part of you thinks you should move out to avoid your parents’ constant questions about your love life. It’s convenient to live with them while finishing your college degree, though, even if they are constantly comparing you to your genius little brother, Light. 

When you arrive at the apartment, the door isn’t unlocked for you, so you have to send L a text to let him know that you’re there (though you’re sure he already knows, as you sent him a text when you first left... That and the camera outside his apartment door is something he keeps a close eye on when he has spare time). 

You listen carefully for his footsteps, but as per usual, you can’t hear them. L walks as quietly as a lithe cat, soft and silent. You feel a single onyx eye on you through the one-way peephole at the top of the apartment door. That feeling is followed by the jiggling and unlocking of the regular lock, the deadbolt, and the pull lock that L keeps on his door for extra security. You also have to order the pin passcode he gave you on the keypad that’s adjacent to the doorway before he finally opens the door. 

You aren’t surprised when you walk in and see that L is still one hundred percent awake. You lock the mess of locks back shut behind you and turn to see him sat back down in that peculiar position of his in a rocking chair. All the lights are on, and on the end table to his left there’s a half-eaten plate of strawberries and shortbread cookies. L is as wasteful with food as ever, leaving the half of the strawberries closest to the stem uneaten. That fact doesn’t surprise you. 

You sigh and sit down in the chair across from L. The two of you stare at each other, onyx burning into (e/c). Then, he grabs one of the shortbread cookies from his plate and holds it out to you. You don’t have nearly the affinity for sweet foods that the detective does, but you take the cookie from him and eat it regardless because you know that’s his way of expressing what love he has for you. You shift awkwardly in the chair and watch him. It’s been hard for you to get away from your house lately, as your father and brother have been staying up later and later with all the Kira nonsense going on. It’s been a week since you’ve actually been able to see L one on one like this.

L’s nails are grown out longer than they should be, yet you can tell he’s been biting at them because of the chips and jagged pieces at the ends. His fluffy dark locks are clearly tangled and unwashed, and the shadowy bags under his eyes are even worse than usual. You know he hasn’t been taking care of himself without you there. Part of you is flattered that you’re the only one he’ll listen to about that sort of thing. The other part of you is worried about what will become of L once this whole Kira thing is over and he has to leave you. You wonder if he’ll continue treating himself like garbage for the sole purpose of devoting more time to his cases than to self-care. You’re sure he will. There’s no need to wonder, you think.

“You haven’t been taking care of yourself since my last visit, have you?” You ask even though you already know the answer.

“Hm,” L responds. It’s not a ‘yes’ nor is it a ‘no’- he knows that you don’t need confirmation because you already know the answer. L’s feet are underneath him as are his knees, and his arms are wrapped around them. You can’t imagine the strain that puts on his leg muscles, but any time anyone else has asked about it, he seems rather annoyed and argues that it’s the only sitting position that allows his brain to work at its maximum capacity. So, he must be thinking about something. “What have your brother and your father been up to lately?”

“Nothing different than usual,” You answer with a small smile as you finish the cookie. You know he’s trying to change the subject from his terrible treatment of himself. You don’t allow it. “Now let’s get you a bath. I’m not cuddling with you tonight if you don’t, because I can smell you from here.”

L whines at that, to which you laugh. You imagine yourself telling stories to those you know about the famous detective acting like this; a whiny, petulant child. You know they wouldn’t believe you. 

“Fine,” L stands and stretches his arms upwards in a way that makes you suspect he’s been sitting in that same chair for hours on end without break.

You stand up as well. The two of you walk together to the bathroom. L shuts and locks the bathroom door behind both of you, then sits on the lid of the toilet. You plug the drain of the bathtub and start running ice cold water. You find it odd, but that’s what L claims to prefer; something about it helping him relax so he can focus. You add bubbles and bath salt, too. L says he doesn’t understand the point of them, that they’re a waste of money. You pay him no mind and add them anyway, because if you don’t force him into indulging in the small pleasures of life, who else will? God, what love does to people…

You shake your head and turn to see L chewing his nails once more. 

“Stop biting, L,” You sigh out.

He blushes, knowing he’s been caught, and snatches his fingers away from his mouth. To replace the nail-biting, he fidgets with his fingers instead. In the meantime, you drag the bathroom trash can in front of where L is sitting, find nail clippers, and trim his nails for him. 

“I don’t see why you go through the effort,” L breathes for what must be the millionth time since the two of you started doing this. How long has it been now? Months? It’s been at least a few months, you’re sure of it, but it feels like it’s been forever since this all started between you and the mysterious detective. “They’re just going to grow back.”

“I’m aware,” You grumble upon finishing his nails. You don’t stop, though, going for a bottle of detangler and a comb for his hair. L whines like a baby and pulls to and fro whenever you start combing the tangles out of his hair. He doesn’t tell you to stop, though, so you keep combing through it until you can run the comb through his now-silky black locks with no issue. The detangler is moist and fragrant, making L’s hair smell like roses. The scent doesn’t suit him, really, but you suppose it’s better than gnatty hair. “I just know it’s uncomfortable for you to have them too long and you won’t trim them yourself. Same with everything else I do for you, too.”

“Hm,” L doesn’t really respond, noncommittal and unreadable again.

The scary part of all of this is that even though L is the kind of man that most parents would hate to see dating their child, you love him anyway. You love him when he’s his tired, grumpy self and when he’s uncharacteristically humorous and affectionate. You love him even though you’ve known that he’s suspected Light as Kira from the start. You love him even though he’s mean to Misa and close comrades with your father. They all deserve it, anyway, you think. If L asked you to, you’d crash and burn along with him; and with how long this has been going on now, you probably will later down the line. You know that.

The bath water finishes running. You turn the faucet off and gesture for L to get in. He undresses in front of you shamelessly, removing his white thermal shirt, dark jeans, and boxers, and tossing them in the bathroom hamper. He steps into the water and sits down in that ridiculous crouching position of his. You settle on the edge of the bathtub and get to work by shampooing and conditioning L’s hair and scrubbing a soap-doused loofa up and down his body.

It’s silent, but not awkward. The silence is comfortable just as it always has been. You think about when this first started some months ago. A night spent with you helping L go over evidence on the Kira case turned into a night of hands accidentally brushing and eyes pouring into each other until he finally lost his composure and kissed you underneath the moonlight beaming in from the cracks in his living room blinds. You smile fondly at the thought as you finish washing him. His body is long and thin, perhaps a little too thin- not that you mind it. The fact that he’s so skinny with the junk he eats is amazing. Maybe the calories are truly consumed by the amount of brain power he uses, or maybe he has an amazing metabolism. 

“L… What’s your real name?” You ask even though you’re aware you won’t get a real answer.

“What, is Ryuzaki not convincing enough for you, (y/n)?”

“No, not really.”

You expect L to quip back with something clever or even downright rude. He doesn’t. For a moment, the calm facade slips enough for him to be vulnerable with you.

“I wish I could tell you my real name, I really do… But I can’t until Kira is apprehended. It’s not that I don’t trust you, (y/n), I just can’t take the risk. I’d hate to die before we have the opportunity to make this official.”

You love L, and L loves you. You know that. He may not say it with words, but he says it in the way he looks and smiles at you when no one else is paying attention. He says it in the food he offers you that you know he wouldn’t share with anyone else. He says it in how he kisses you, in how his hands rest on your hips, in how his arms wrap around your body and hold you close on nights like this. He says it in how he reaches out with his cold, damp hand and rests it on your cheek. 

“You really mean that?” You smile and lean into L’s touch as he runs his thumb over your cheekbone.

He nods, and to your surprise, says the words you’ve been waiting to hear since this started.

“I love you.”

You gulp and rush to respond.

“I-I love you, too, L.”

“Would you like to stay tonight?”

You blink at that. According to L, everyone is a suspect, it just so happens that different people have different likelihoods of being Kira that the detective measures with percentages you don’t quite understand. You and L both know that Kira has most likely found out about L investigating him and wants L dead because of it. No one who is a true suspect should be left around L, alone and sleeping and defenseless, even you. The risky offer makes your heart flutter.

“I would, but… What about my family? If they wake up in the morning and see that I’m not there…”

“Eh, just tell them you’re staying with a friend. You’re an adult, aren’t you?” L mutters and stands from the bath. Water drips down his lean body and back into the tub, which he’s pulled the drain plug to allow the water to drain. Your cheeks flush as you offer him a towel. “They really have no say in what you do. If it proves to be an issue, you can come stay here with me.”

“Is this some sort of sick joke?” You ask and step back so L can get out of the bath.

“No,” He answers with a shake of his head as he places his feet flat on the bathmat and looks you dead in the eye. “I’m serious. I’m feeling… Comfortable with you, if that makes sense. Not that I’ll sleep anyway, but I’d rather be awake with you here than awake by myself.”

“I see,” You nod and send your mother a text to let her know that you’re staying the night at a friend’s house tonight. “Then, sure, I’ll take you up on your offer.”

L doesn’t say anything back, but he doesn’t need to. He ties his towel around his waist, wraps his arms around you, and pulls you into his narrow chest. You let out a sigh of relief and snuggle into the touch, already enjoying the home you’ve found in his arms more than you’ve ever enjoyed your parents’ home.

[str4ngr]

⋆⁺₊❅ 🅂🄽🄾🅆 & 🅂🄽🅄🄶🄶🄻🄴🅂 ❅ ₊⁺⋆

❄ 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 ❄

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒; below is a prompt list ─ for your selection. go ahead and pick one, send in ask along with a character and any other specifications you'd like. if you have any other ideas, go ahead and shoot it through the ask box! I'm excited to go this, and I hope you all enjoy! For information about who and/or what I write, go ahead and check out my request board. There is some foul language, although all prompts are fluff, below, sorry about that.

─ late night drives to go see christmas tree decorations.

─ new year's kiss.

─ wrapping gifts together, for each other, and spoiling secret santas.

─ "sugar cookies, or gingerbread house? don't say both, i swear."

─ "we should try to recreate home alone!", "are you fucking stupid?"

─ meeting each others families/friends at a christmas party.

─ getting caught planning a gift for them with their friends.

─ "have my coat/scarf, can't have you freezing, can we?"

─ "you're blushing...", "I─ it's the cold!"

❅ ⓡⓞⓢⓨ ⓒⓗⓔⓔⓚⓢ ​[ 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘 ]

─ making snow angels and snowmen together.

─ getting caught under the mistletoes!

❅ ⓦⓐⓘⓣⓘⓝⓖ ​[ 𝚜𝚊𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 ]

─ fighting over where and which ornaments to decorate with.

─ curled up at the fireplace together.

─ opening presents together.

─ sledding together ─ absolutely horribly.

─ star gazing.

❅ ⓖⓛⓘⓣⓣⓔⓡ [ 𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 ]

─ giving each other ugly sweaters.

─ ice skating together.

─ "Look! Look! it's snowing!"

❅ ⓑⓔⓐⓤⓣⓨ [ 𝚐𝚘𝚓𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞 ]

─ snow ball fight!

those were just some of my ideas that i really liked! go ahead and send in any ideas you come up with. also, prompts are re-useable!! idk if im gonna close this or not but if it ends i'll write it in.

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[terry-perry]

For the writing prompts can I request a death note scenario (mello x reader) for “kiss me” pretty please 🥺 💓

“Kiss me.”

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“You damn idiot,” you sighed in clear frustration over your boyfriend’s latest injury.

You were kneeling in front of Mello, who seemed to be doing all he could to avoid eye contact with you as you wiped off the blood from his forehead.

“You’re usually smarter than this, Mello,” you continued.

“I didn’t ask for one of your lectures. All I wanted was some ice. I’m fine!”

You sighed again. “Sorry for worrying...”

There was a long pause then while you carried on cleaning up his wounds. This was becoming too normal of a routine for your liking. The negotiations, the long absences, the fights. It was all becoming more than you could bare. Mello must’ve sensed something similar in you since his gaze softened a little once he finally decided to look at you.

“Look, I just have a lot on my mind. I didn’t mean to snap.” He explained in a whisper.

You only gave him a smile that looked less genuine, and more jaded. Like you had given up.

“I’ll get you a bag of ice for your eye,”

But before you could turn and walk away, he grabbed you by your wrist.

“Kiss me,” he softly demanded.

With that smile still on your face, you leaned forward to give his lips a swift peck. Then you retreated to the kitchen without another word. Mello sat back on the sofa with a huff. He wouldn’t be too surprised if you decided to leave in the middle of the night and never come back. He was sure that this wasn’t the life you expected to have. But he also didn’t want to give you up just yet.

[darlinqdearest-blog]

Hi!!! I’m a new yandere blog, open for requests!

I’m bunny/bun, and I love yanderes! My rules are to keep requests not so detailed enough so I can write freely and no NSFW stuff!! I write drabbles or headcanons with a yandere twist on these fandoms:

Danganronpa THH (trigger happy havoc)

DDLC (doki doki literature club)

YTTD (your turn to die)

Danganronpa udg (ultra despair girls)

Saga of Tanya the evil

Miraculous ladybug

Soundless (visualnovel)

Deathnote