#thanks for the ask i love talking about misa

[inuyashaluver]

Hi!!! How are things? Idk if you saw the picture of Leah in the black pinstripe suit… suffice to say I’ve been having thoughts… and a request pinged through my mind: Leah meeting reader while wearing the suit (first time meeting; connection at first glance) and Leah stays by reader’s side throughout the evening. Heavy flirting, touchy, more dominant bf Leah who brings reader into her arms (basically takes control😩) and suring conti cup celebrations, Leah sees reader wearing her suit jacket and gets cocky. I’m thinking reader is the mysterious hot babe who everyone is wondering about

Love your work and thank you for the Jenni and Misa fics❤️❤️

suit and tie - leah williamson

leah williamson x reader

description: in which a pretty blonde steals your heart with her suit and tie

warnings: flirty, flirty, flirty, swearing, suggestive

a/n: IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE, TURN IT UP - you guys can’t expect me to react normally about this picture, come on! thank you for the love, gorgeous, enjoyyyyy xx

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you and leah never believed in love at first sight until you both laid eyes on each other. the instant attraction was obvious for the both of you, hence why as soon as your eyes made contact, you knew you needed to have each other.

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leah wasn’t really much of a party person. sure, she had fun at parties, but if you were to ask her how she wanted to spend a rare saturday she had off, it most definitely was not at a party.

but because leah values loyalty, when her best friend, alex, begged her to come to a british vogue party, full of the uk’s best in 2022, who was she to decline the puppy dog eyes?

and so, with effective convincing, leah shrugged on her best suit, resisting the eye roll when her best friend assured her this party would be fantastic.

you also weren’t really much of a party person ever, but because of your field of work, you always got dragged to them.

you’re a sports journalist and interviewer. one that was extremely valued not only in the football community, but other sports also.

you took great pride in actually taking time to do your research, to know about your athletes and asked them the questions that actually mattered.

at this time, you were quite new, not really having the opportunity to meet a lot of athletes, including leah.

it took you a while to get to leah’s side of the pitch, and before you had met, you weren’t even doing anything on the field, rather being the one on the television talking about stats and predictions for the games.

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when leah walked in the room that night, the atmosphere was bustling and she was already regretting coming.

though she held herself well, posture up right with a confident smile present as she walked through the crowds, exchanging polite conversation with familiar faces.

she found a name card with her name on it settled on a table near the back of the room, dimly lit with candlelight amongst the chatter and clinking glasses amongst the room.

she settled, adjusting her suit jacket, slightly tousling her hair in frustration at realising alex wasn’t even sitting on the table with her.

she didn’t know anyone here, about to pull out her phone until she heard a gentle “excuse me, sorry, could i just get through?” sounding from behind her, someone came up next to her and leaned forward to examine the name card next to hers.

a dizzying scent of vanilla flooded her senses, her eyes subconsciously following the smell to look up at the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen in her life. it wasn’t even an exaggeration.

her mouth slightly hung open as she met the person’s eyes, this person being you. you were slightly shocked when you and leah made eye contact, feeling your breath hitch at how gorgeous she was.

everything in the room faded as leah looked at you, there was just something irresistible about you that leah couldn’t comprehend, she hadn’t even said a word to you yet.

after what felt like an eternity, you send a quick smile, pulling out the chair and sitting next to her, nervously fiddling with your fingers.

leah gave herself an internal pep talk, turning slightly to you, her hand extending to yours, “hi, i’m leah” she pronounces, making you look over at her with a surprised smile, a little giggle escaping your mouth, sent straight to leah’s heart which felt like was hammering out of her chest.

you place your hand in hers, shaking it gently with a charming smile, you were so nervous, the girl’s gaze not helping you at all. “(y/n)” you share, enjoying how soft her hands felt against yours,

“it’s lovely to meet you” she grins, “likewise” an electric current passed between you before you reluctantly returned your hands to your laps.

you stayed silent for a moment, before nudging her shoulder with yours softly, “did you get dragged to this as well?” you whisper, leah chuckles.

you don’t think you’ve ever been more attracted to someone in your life and you’ve just met her. leah was feeling the exact same, wanting to impress you and really hoping she doesn’t fuck this up.

“i did actually” she laughs, “don’t tell me you were as well?” she smiles at you, you nod with a grin, “indeed i was” you sigh, taking a swig of the complementary cocktail on the table, wincing when you took a sip.

“what the fuck is that?” you cough, leah looks over at you in surprise, “that bad?” she says with a laugh, watching as you take a sip of some water,

“disgusting, haven’t you tried it?” you grimace, she shakes her head, “if i had it, so do you” you demand, making the blonde laugh in disbelief.

“who made up that rule?” she challenges amusingly, you grab her glass, lifting her hand and directing her fingers over it, pressing your hand over hers for a moment and she swears her body was on fire.

“i did, drink up then, go on” you smile sweetly, leah offers you another smile, shaking her head with a little laugh before she took a little sip of the drink, matching your wince with how bad it was.

you laugh brightly at her expression, making her heart swell with pride, wanting to make you laugh like that again.

“that’s awful” she affirms, “i can’t believe you made me drink that, i thought we had something going here” she flirts, you smirk knowingly, understanding that both of you caught each other’s drift.

leah just exuded confidence, now leaning her head on her hand resting on the table, adjusting so she could face you. you offer her an amused expression, angling your body to mirror her position.

“we can suffer together?” you say cheekily, leah huffs out a laugh, “come to the bar with me?” she offers, you nod instantly, watching as she stood first, her hand held out to you.

you accepted it gratefully, letting her pull you out of your seat, and once you were upright, her hand made its way to the small of your back, directing you through the crowded room.

when you both reached the bar, she made you stand in front of her slightly in a protective nature, leaning down to speak into your ear directly,

“what would you like, gorgeous?” you swallowed the lump in your throat, telling her what you wanted and watching as she ordered for you and her without hesitation.

you turn around to face her as you both waited for the drinks to be prepared, seemingly busy. she offered you a charming smile as you met her gaze head on, feeling a little nervous at the intensity of her stare.

your eyes trail to her suit and back up to her face, apparently exposing yourself leah could clearly tell you were adorning her attire.

she silently challenges you with a cheeky grin, “you alright, pretty girl?” you return her smirk, feeling a little confident yourself, feeling comfortable with leah.

“just appreciating a good suit” you shrug, your hand extending slightly to trace the lapel of it with your finger, leah watched your movement with sharp eyes, barely breathing at your proximity.

“or maybe i’m appreciating the woman in it?” you say innocently, leah flatlined right there. she chuckled lowly, moving closer to you slightly,

“well you’re a sight for sore eyes” leah drawled, hand resting on your hip for a moment before her head nodded towards the drinks now placed on the bar behind you.

her hand seeks refuge on your lower back again, effectively weaving through the room to your seats again. leah only got rid of the contact to pull out your chair, offering you a sweet smile while she gestured you to sit.

when she sat down next to you, her chair was essentially pressed up against yours, her thigh slightly brushing yours, sending a shiver up both of your spine’s.

“so, leah, tell me about yourself” leah and you both share a little giggle, flirting shamelessly as she talked about her, you listened to her intently, she fell for you a little more at seeing you actively listening to her.

you were asking her questions to clarify when you didn’t understand, sharing your own words but not in an overbearing way, adding to the conversation in a way that made things fluid. easy. familiar.

when the blonde directed her own interrogation on you, she listened to each word with extreme focus, smiling when she’d catch your gaze, both of you somehow managing eye contact.

it was like a first date, the way you both shared parts of your lives, it certainly felt like one.

it was clear there was a spark there, the amount of things you had in common was uncanny. both of your hearts raced a little faster when you thought about where this could potentially go, you two were perfect for each other.

the air between the two of you was thickened with anticipation and attraction, the flirting making both of your stomach’s absolutely flip. there was just something so magnetising about the two of you, irresistible like a moth to a light.

her laugh was infectious and so was yours, a smile cracking between the two of you that had your cheeks hurting. each exchanged glance and playful piece of banter made the tension simmer, both of you slowly drawing each other in.

“do you want to dance?” you said with kind eyes, leah nods without hesitation, letting you drag her to the dance floor.

the two of you danced with shared giggles, lingering touches as your bodies moved together. and even though leah and you had obviously skipped multiple steps with each other, she remained respectful, not pushing any boundaries as she danced with you.

you appreciated it, appreciated her and she most definitely appreciated you. the thought of her fucking this up eating her alive and it hadn’t even happened.

“i wasn’t going to come tonight but i’m happy i did” leah said next to your ear, goosebumps rising on your skin when her breath gently grazed it. you smile at her, “me too” your hand moving to gently squeeze her bicep.

you both made way to the table once more after you both got tired, basically sitting on top of each other at this point. you continued to chat and laugh together, feeling like you’d known each other all your lives.

as the night progressed, your hands went over your arms due to a little chill suddenly being present in the room. leah was extremely observant, shrugging off her jacket and slipping it over your shoulders.

you open your mouth to protest but leah fixes you with a little glare, making you roll your eyes slightly before you let her direct your arms into the jacket, her scent making you smile as it surrounded you, more than it already was.

the party was slowly filtering out and you and leah prolonged it as much as you could until essentially getting kicked out.

she walks you out with your arm around her bicep, smiling at people as you walked past. you were both outside and gave each other slightly sad smiles, the thought of the night ending leaving a little crack in both of your hearts.

“i had a lot of fun with you tonight” you smile at her, “so did i, a lot of fun” she smiles back, her eyes trailing all over your face as you looked at each other.

“so, williamson, can i have your number?” you say cheekily, your cheeks a little pink as you asked, leah smiles fondly, nodding and fishing her phone out of her bag, prompting you to do the same. “beat me to it, cheeky”

you exchanged numbers, hands brushing against each other’s as you gave back one another’s phone.

“i have to say, you suit that jacket a lot better than me” she smirks, you shake your head, “thank you, but you’re otherworldly in this” you flirt, making her cheeks burn as she avoided your gaze for a moment.

her tongue pokes the inside of her cheek for a moment with a chuckle, taking the leap and pulling you closer so her lips were ghosting yours.

her eyes bore into yours, glancing down at your lips as her breath fanned them gently, your heart spiked, feeling incredibly warm.

your eyes flicker down at hers before she closed the gap, her lips moving softly with yours. you sigh against her as she pulls you closer by your hips, your hand gently holding the side of her neck as you kissed her.

she pulls away with a sharp breath, her breath mingling with yours as her forehead resting against yours. “let me take you out, tomorrow?” she says almost a little desperately, but you both were honestly.

“okay” you breathe out, she smiles before pressing a tender kiss to your mouth, her thumbs rubbing gently over your waist as she pulled away at arms length.

you smile at her sheepishly, her sporting her own shy smile as she looked at you. the two of you giggle again, not really believing the circumstances of kissing your dream girl and going on a date the next day.

she waits until you get picked up by your taxi, pulling you into a warm hug, the embrace soft and gentle, contrasting the insufferable flirting you’d been torturing each other with all night.

“i’ll give you back your jacket on our date” you say cheesily, leah laughs, brushing a stray hair away from your face before she cradles your cheek, her thumb brushing over your cheekbone affectionately.

she presses a parting kiss to your lips, “can’t wait, baby” she whispers against you, pecking your mouth again quickly before she ushered you to go home, not wanting you to linger out in the cold.

you texted all night, sleeping at an ungodly time but it was all worth it. leah took you on that date and you both fell in love, suddenly claiming yourselves as party people.

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you’d now been dating for a little over two years, infatuated an understatement for your relationship. you moved in together, both of you flourishing with each other in your respective careers but also with one another.

people knew the two of you were dating, you were the definition of private but not a secret. your social media for each other was essentially a shrine.

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it was the continental cup final, arsenal vs chelsea. you and alex were the main journalists covering the match that leah was extremely excited about.

during warm ups, she threw you a cocky grin with a wink as she saw you getting mic’d up, only growing when she realised what you were wearing.

the blazer from the night she swept you off your feet all those years ago. you wave at her when she blows you a kiss with a wave, grinning as alex teased the both of you while you both prepared.

when the final whistle blew and leah got dragged into a group hug, she bounded over to you.

“arsenal have won the continental cup!” you exclaim, feeling a body attach to you from behind, strong arms wrapped around your middle while multiple kisses were pressed to your cheeks.

you lean back into the body, already knowing it was your girlfriend’s. “leah williamson is clearly happy about the win” alex teases, making leah smile against your cheek,

her hand moves over yours holding the microphone, “very happy” she chuckles, moving to stand next to you with her hand on your hips, staying for a short interview conducted by alex.

you gave her heart eyes the whole time, buzzing with excitement to congratulate her properly off camera. if you weren’t confirmed officially with the blonde, you definitely were now.

as soon as the staff yelled ‘cut’, leah pulled you into a kiss, your arms wound around her neck as her arms went around your waist again.

“hi, gorgeous” she mumbles against your lips, “hey, champion” you grin proudly, pecking her lips a couple of times while she smiles down at you.

“congratulations, my winner” you pinch her cheek softly, she moves her head quickly to jokingly bite your finger, relishing in the giggle she elicited from you. “thank you, my girl” she winks,

“this is a nice blazer, where’d you get this?” she teases, you can’t help but smile at her, “oh, it’s my girlfriend’s” you kiss her again, her hands move to squeeze your hips.

“you look absolutely gorgeous” she breathes out, “so sweet, my love, so do you” you grin, leah smirks, “i prefer you with nothing on but that’s for my eyes only” she says lowly in your ear, you gasp and slap her shoulder lightly,

“you can’t be sweet for two seconds-” you scold, cut off with her lips against yours again in a gentle kiss, making you hum against her before you ushered her to get her medal and lift the trophy.

after the trophy was lifted, she made a quick effort to grab a bottle of champagne and chase you around with it, threatening to spray it on you. you both laugh loudly as you ran around the pitch, your hearts full of affection for each other.

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you know the drill - pretend it’s yours and leah’s blazer 🫠! ily alex x

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the heart wants what it wants

alexia putellas x fem!reader

request: here & here

A/N: tried a diff writing style in this one, i think i like it better.

TW: swearing? (idk if it’s considered but i see other people doing it)

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National camp, you hated it. Nearly everything about it sucked. Keyword, nearly. It means you got to see her. The captain of Spain, and the captain of Barcelona. You know it’s probably not a good idea to fall for your ‘enemy’ but how couldn’t you? Faded pink hair, absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn’t love that.

It would be easier if you weren’t so devoted to your own club, Real Madrid. The biggest rival of Barcelona. But that can be put aside for the little bit that comes with National camp, even if friend groups are very much seperate.

You wait as the rooms get announced. For who knows what, you get paired with Alexia. Olga sends a sly smirk to which you immediately slap her on the arm.

“Don’t you dare say a word Carmona.” Is all you say before lugging your bags and taking a keycard, heading towards the shared room.

“The bed on the window alright for you?” She asks, you nod.

You miss the way that she’s slightly nervous, and blushing. Too focused on trying to keep your own feelings at bay.

After unpacking everything, you’re laying on the bed staring at the ceiling, daydreaming which soon turns to actual dreaming when you fall asleep.

You’re woken up by a soft voice telling you that dinner is ready and to go down to everyone. It’s Alexia, you blush again looking away. Nodding before getting your shit together and moving on.

You walk down splitting from Alexia and going to sit down at a table with Olga, Ivana and Athenea.

“Don’t give me that look Olga.” You sigh as she smirks.

“I will make you do laps.” You threaten.

“You would not! I saved you a plate, look here.” She slides a plate over which you accept in thanks before turning to small talk with the girls.

Something which somehow goes unknown to everyone at your table, Alexia is watching. Receiving teasing from her own friends.

“Alexia, just ask her out already. My God it’s getting annoying of you two just blushing and staring at each other all day.” Jenni says to her friend, while they may be exes there’s still a lot of respect.

“I don’t know Jenni, she wouldn’t feel the same. We are captains of rival teams!” The dark haired spaniard rolls her eyes.

“Alexia.” This time it’s Misa. “I’m on the same team as her so let me. She says she has a crush but only Olga knows of it. And apparently it’s someone from another team. That’s all I know, but I did see Olga smirk when your rooms were read and then Y/N hit her whispering something.” She shrugs.

“If that doesn’t scream, my best friend is roomed with her crush and now she’s hitting me for pointing it out behaviour. I don’t know what is. You have until the end of camp to do this or I will ask her out for you myself.” The goalkeepers outburst surprises Alexia but she nods anyways, thinking that maybe tonight she’ll tell you. Maybe.

After dinner, and all the players are sent back to their respective rooms or to play games in the common area. You find yourself wondering around the hotel. Thinking about upcoming games and literally everything in between that.

After an hour or so of exploring different areas, finding a gym, swimming pool and jacuzzi you make your way back to the room where Alexia is pacing around.

“Penny for your thoughts?” This seems to get her out of the trance and she immediately looks up, blushing lightly. Is that a blush? You wonder.

“Lo siento, it’s nothing.” Your eyebrows light up in surprise.

“Well, if you need anything I’m right here.” She nods slowly, as if considering her options.

“Actually, there is something I’ve been meaning to ask.” She looks down nervously at her hands, fidgeting with them.

“Go ahead.” You answer lightly with a small smile.

“I was wondering… maybe you’d wanna go on a date?” Your eyes open wide, this wasn’t what you expected at all.

“Uhh, y-yeah! Sure. Like… romantic right?” You stutter as she relaxes and nods.

“Yeah, like that. Maybe when we have time to explore, the day before the game? We can find a place.” You nod.

“That sounds amazing, it should be fun.” After the conversation ends, you immediately message Olga the news. Who is… screaming in text messages.

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Unable to keep a smile of your face for the next few days, it seems the team is doing alright given certain circumstances. Alexia does take you out on that date and it ends with a kiss that makes you feel like a high schooler experiencing their first love. Cheesy, but true nonetheless. The team hasn’t found out yet but the respective friend groups teased both you and Alexia relentlessly, which only resulted in blushing messes and stuttered words.

Sometimes, a little bit of encouragement and fate can work wonders.

[clarisse0o]

Camp Wiegman-Part 72

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternative Universe: Military School

Words: 5K

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Monday, March 21; 6:30 AM - Dormitory

The atmosphere on this Monday morning is very heavy. It isn't Lucy who came to do the daily check. It seems that information about last night's incident has been escalated higher than expected. It’s crazy how a minor altercation could have such wide-reaching consequences. When I asked Ingrid about it, she said it was beyond her control. Wiegman was apparently notified last night by students who complained, and it seems this has landed Alba in serious trouble. It looks like she’ll be stuck with Lucy all day. I find it excessive, but according to Ingrid, Wiegman wanted to impose a severe punishment on someone who is in their final year. I hadn’t noticed before, but it seems several people witnessed the dispute from behind their windows. Alexia is furious to learn we’ve been spied on like this. Fortunately, nothing serious was revealed. It’s safe to say there’s no point in discussing it with Ale this morning. I didn’t try to stop her when she stormed out of the room this morning. I did make sure to thank Ingrid for the information before we went our separate ways. I was about to join my roommate at that moment, but Misa intercepted me as I was leaving.

"Hey."

"Hi."

She seems really uncomfortable. I think I know why she’s here. We might not get along, but we’re connected by our loved ones who have issues. We witnessed a conversation that should have stayed private. The difference between her and me is that I know the answers to her questions, and she must suspect as much. I abandon the idea of joining Ale to stay with Misa, who looks quite worried.

"People seem pretty excited this morning..." she comments.

I smile sadly. I can tell she’s trying to make small talk. She probably doesn’t know what’s going on. If I know, it’s because I have good relations with the instructors. I nervously run my hand through my hair. If I were in her place, I’d appreciate being informed, so I go ahead.

"Listen, I just learned that Alba’s in serious trouble because of her outburst last night. She’s going to be stuck with Bronze for the day."

"Really?" she asks, surprised. "Damn... How do you know?"

"Uh, Engen. She just informed Ale. She left angry. I was planning to join her."

I congratulate myself on coming up with such a realistic excuse. If we know, it’s only because we hang out with our instructor outside of here.

"This is ridiculous! This situation is going too far!"

"I agree."

"Bronze did this?"

"No, Wiegman was informed. She’s just following orders, I suppose..."

"You seem close with her. Can’t you talk to her?"

"I’d like to, but when the orders don’t come from her, there’s not much she can do."

She bites her lip and shakes her head. She looks distressed. I hope they haven’t planned anything for the weekend because Alba is likely to be stuck here because of this situation.

"Thanks... You’re nicer than I expected."

"Uh, thanks, I guess."

We laugh together. In reality, I’ve never quite known what to make of her. She’s intriguing. She’s always been cold from the start. I was surprised that Alba was dating her, but then again, she must be nicer than we all imagine.

"We didn’t start off well; I’m sorry. I was afraid you might be interested in Alba someday. She’s always shown interest in you since you arrived, whereas I’ve had my eye on her for a long time," she admits.

I smile at her honesty. I suspected her behavior was related to Alba. She used to give me dagger looks every time she saw us laughing together.

"You don’t have to apologize; I understand. She made advances, but I turned her down right from the start. I’m in a situation I’m happy with my girlfriend, and I have no intention of looking elsewhere. So you can be at ease."

She nods again. I can tell she’s holding back questions.

"Go on, it’s my day of charity, so ask me the questions that are bothering you."

"Oh no—"

"Yes, I insist," I giggle. "Take advantage of it, it doesn’t happen every day."

"No, I was just thinking that you’re close with Ale. Alba really values your friendship. She thought Alexia was very lonely before you came."

"That’s true. We’ve become very close."

"She must confide in you a lot."

I smile, understanding where she’s going with this.

"Yes. I know everything that’s going on, but it’s not my place to say."

"Do you know her girlfriend?"

"Yes. I’ve seen her before. She’s from Manchester."

"Yes, Alba knows that, but she doesn’t know who knows, and I think that’s what’s bothering her. She realizes it’s serious and she doesn’t know if the girl is decent."

"She’s good for her, I can assure you. She’s the love of her life. If Alexia doesn’t reveal her identity, it’s because she’s afraid Alba won’t accept her. It would be a disaster for her; she’s only known her sister as family before her girlfriend and me."

"I see..."

"Well, you know what? Try to pass on this message to her before tonight so she can calm down. As for me, I’ll go see Bronze to see if I can change her mind about the confrontation tonight."

"I don’t think you’ll manage. They almost fought last night because of Alba. She’s out of control when she’s angry, and I doubt Bronze will let this discussion go on without a mediator."

"You think?"

"Definitely. Negotiate our presence at the meeting instead. Maybe our presence will reassure them."

She’s probably right. Lucy won’t risk leaving them alone after last night. I’ll need to persuade her not to repeat anything to Jenni then.

"Okay," I sigh. "We’ll go with that."

"Cool... Thanks for your help."

"You don’t have to thank me. I’m doing it for Alexia. But it was nice talking to you."

She gives me a shy smile in response. I think I might have at least managed to bury the hatchet with this conversation, so that’s a win.

"If you want to know, I was a bit annoyed that you managed to be so well-connected in such a short time. You hadn’t done anything to make friends, yet you were the center of everyone’s attention when you arrived. I never figured out how you did it," she laughs.

"It’s thanks to Ale that I got into the group. That’s why I owe her so much. As for the attention from other students, I could have done without it, you know," I giggle.

"Not surprising," she laughs. "It must have been really overwhelming."

"Yeah, but it’s all over now, and that’s a relief."

"People eventually get used to everything," she finishes with a shrug.

I nod and open the door to the cafeteria.

"Want to eat with us?" I offer.

"I’d love to, thanks."

"Just don’t expect a good atmosphere. I’ve never seen Ale in such a foul mood."

She laughs, saying she wouldn’t expect anything different given the situation. I really hope everything gets resolved quickly.

Monday, March 21; 1:45 PM - Classroom Building

I make my way through the students heading to their classes as I head to Lucy’s office. I haven’t had the chance to see or speak with her yet. However, just seeing her from afar with a tense expression and Alba slumped on the table at noon makes it clear that their morning wasn’t the most glorious.

-   Bronze,   I call out as she’s about to close the door to her office.

I see her frown before spotting me in the crowd. She relaxes and lets me in before shutting the door. Before I can say a word, I find myself pressed against the door with her lips on mine. I cling to her hair, but it’s quickly interrupted by a throat clearing. I blush seeing Ingrid in the room, but Lucy doesn’t seem bothered, sighing into my neck. Her friend watches us with a small amused smile while I am mortified. I don’t particularly enjoy public displays, but I endure it knowing Lucy needs affection right now. I don’t even dare to ask the question I came for, fearing it might upset her.

-   Can we just go back to the weekend?   she murmurs.

I laugh, running my hand through her hair and kissing her temple.

-   I’d like that too.  

-   Tell me you’re here to explain all this nonsense. Alba didn’t want to tell me anything, no matter how much I tried to break her this morning.  

I raise an eyebrow. I expected her to figure it out herself.

-   What?  

-   I thought you’d understand. Alba was worried because we came back just before the scheduled time. Since it had never happened before, she thought she was never coming back. She knows Ale is seeing someone, but she doesn’t know who it is.  

-   Oh... Is this all because she doesn’t know about Jenni? It’s absurd.  

-   Well, I’d be annoyed too if Joan didn’t tell me who he’s seeing. Can you imagine the worry she must have if she hadn’t come back?  

She sighs and steps back. I understand she might not get it since she doesn’t have siblings, but I do.

-   And so what? I’m not going to force Alexia to reveal Jenni’s identity.  

-   I spoke with Misa this morning,   I say, raising her eyebrow.   We’d like to be present tonight. At least we can help ease the atmosphere. I can’t see Alexia until tonight, so I won’t have time to talk to her before then.  

-   Okay,   she sighs.   Let’s do that. Now I’ll walk you to class,   she says, checking her watch.   You’re late after all.  

-   It’s not a big deal.  

-   It will be if he doesn’t accept you. You won’t get your weekend if Wiegman is in a bad mood.  

-   I have Johnson. I’ll just use your charm and we’ll be set.  

I give her a wink that makes her roll her eyes with a small smile. She kisses me one last time and waves goodbye to Ingrid. We head towards my classroom. This day feels endless; I can’t wait for it to be over.

  Monday, March 21; 5:15 PM - Lucy’s Office  

I’m slouched in a chair in front of Lucy’s desk, waiting for the others to arrive. Misa was the first to come. She chose the chair next to mine to keep the Putellas siblings as far away as possible, just in case. I managed to catch her between classes to tell her to come here after school. Ingrid isn’t here, but I’m not surprised. She never involves herself in problems that don’t concern her unless she has to. Lucy sips her coffee while observing us. Misa, who’s in class with Alba and Ale, let us know she was the first to leave the locker rooms after their sports session. She didn’t want to wait for them because she suspects they’re taking their time.

-   If this keeps up, I’m going to go get them,   my girlfriend says, annoyed.

Just then, there’s a knock on the door. Alexia is the first to enter, closely followed by her brother. You can feel the palpable tension radiating from them. When Ale sees me, she looks surprised at first but then relieved. She immediately sits down next to me.

-   Sorry for the delay,   she says to my girlfriend.

-   No problem. We’re just waiting for you, Alba. I don’t have all day.  

Alba clenches her fists and takes the last available seat next to Misa. No one knows how this conversation will end, but Lucy is the one who takes charge, opening the proceedings.

-   Well. We’re finally gathered after a fifteen-minute wait,   she says with a disconcerting calm.   Don’t think I’m thrilled to be here for such a ridiculous matter. What happened yesterday is unacceptable. Private matters should not be exposed like they were yesterday. I won’t force anyone to talk, but if you need to, now is the time. Misa and Ona insisted on being here to support you. We’ll act as mediators if needed. It’s not something that’s offered to you every day.  

Her opening statement leads to silence. For a long time, no one dares to speak. Alexia focuses intently on her nails while her sister turns her head away from us. I exchange a look with Misa that says a lot about our thoughts.

-   I don’t understand why you don’t just say who it is,   Alba says very calmly.

Lucy, who has been watching us, leans back in her seat, crossing her arms while making sure to keep her coffee in hand. She’s understood that she’s just started the discussion.

-   Because you always act excessively when it comes to my relationships. I’ve never been able to have a decent friend. Either they ran away because you were too protective, or you made me lose them by making us change schools.  

-   Oh, and you think I enjoyed doing that? You have a talent for always picking the wrong people! Most of them weren’t even worth associating with.  

-   Excuse me, but I wouldn’t have appreciated someone choosing my friends for me either,  I interject.

-   You have nothing to say,   she snaps at me.   You don’t know what kind of mess we were in. And besides, you’re not exactly good at choosing your friends either!  

Lucy sits up at these words. I knew she would defend me, but I didn’t need her to do it.

-   You don’t know anything about my life either! Who do you think you are to judge everyone around you? It’s honorable to want to protect your sister from the world, but we live in a world where suffering is not an option. We all go through tough times, but that doesn’t mean everyone else has to suffer too! Yes, I had a painful past, yes, I struggled to overcome it, but I did it! Alexia is challenging you to show that she’s finally ready to live without you in her life, and you’re having a hard time accepting it, that’s all! You’ll have to face the fact that she’s not the little girl you used to defend at all costs!  

My retort surprises her enough to silence her completely. When I catch Lucy’s eye, I notice her smile. I feel proud of myself for managing to say this without stuttering. I’m no longer that defenseless girl who arrived here at the beginning of the year. I’m finally starting to regain my confidence.

-  Ona is right, Ale murmurs.   You’re my sister, and I understand your intentions, but you’re really being a pain. I’ve never regretted following you here, but you really need to stop covering for me. I can make my own decisions now.  

-   I’m sorry you feel that way, she sighs.

She stands up, turning his back on us. Our words seem to have affected her more than she wanted. After a moment of reflection, she turns back around.

-   Are you afraid I’ll judge your girlfriend? Does she even exist?  

-   Of course she exists. If I’m not telling you who she is, it’s because I fear your reaction.  

-   If you say that, then I must know her. Are you back with Laia?  

-   Eww, no!  

I laugh at the image. It’s true; she did date her. I almost forgot how she no longer hangs out with us much. Ale sighs, casting a glance my way. She’s trying to figure out what to do, but it’s not up to me to decide. So, I shrug.

-   You know her too, Ona?   she suddenly realizes.

-   Well, yes. I thought I had already mentioned that we spend our weekends together lately.  

-   With your girlfriend, I assume, she murmurs, staring at my neck.

I turn around, burying my head in my hands. Lucy seems to find this scene amusing, even though it’s all her fault. She seriously needs to calm her bloodlust in the future.

-   Anyway, she grumbles.   If I promise to accept her, would you be willing to introduce her to me? We could have a man-to-man conversation that way.  

I roll my eyes. Alexia sighs and, against all odds, surprises everyone by conceding.

-   Her name is Jenni. Jenni Hermoso  

I turn to see Alba’s reaction. She doesn’t seem to recognize the name at first. I then remember she doesn’t know the names. There’s a spark in her eyes as she makes the connection.

-   Hermoso ? Instructor Hermoso ?  

-   You promised not to get angry,   I remind her.

She takes a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. Everything must have clicked into place in her mind.

-  You were the student who had a relationship with her? Are you kidding me? You let Luna get expelled in your place!? 

-  It was her idea,  Alexia defends herself.  She wanted to leave here. 

Seeing that she was starting to lose her composure despite her promise not to get angry, I glance at Misa to signal her. It’s her moment to act. She understands the message and stands up.

-  Remember what I told you this afternoon,  Misa says.

-  How can I believe that she’s a good match for her!? She’s much older than she is! 

-  Not that much, Lucy replies. Only six years. 

We all turn to Lucy. Her expression is cold. It’s clear she will defend her best friend at all costs. Alba turns pale, but the reasons are different from what I expected.

-  A-are you going to tell Wiegman? Alexia will be expelled if you do! 

That’s true; I hadn’t considered that option. She doesn’t know that Lucy is my girlfriend.

-  No,  she says.  The matter is closed, and I have no intention of jeopardizing a student’s future at this point in the year. 

She nods with relief. We exchange a small, discreet smile. Living our relationship in front of my loved ones is getting increasingly difficult.

-  I want to meet her. 

-  I’m not sure that’s a good idea,  Ale comments.

-  Why not? You want me to accept her, don’t you? So, I want to meet her. I want to make sure she takes care of you. 

Alexia looks at me with concern. It’s a good idea. I would have suggested that we accompany her for this encounter, but Lucy would never agree. Too many people already know about us, and we can’t risk putting ourselves in more danger. One wrong conversation and everything could be ruined. I still nod gently to confirm that she should agree. She bites her lip and turns to her sister.

-  Okay. But I’m warning you, you better not threaten her or anything. I really care about her, so you better not mess things up. We both know how you can lose your temper over nothing. 

-  Yeah, yeah, I’ll try to stay calm,  she mutters.

-  Well, I think that’s settled then. 

-  Yes. Thank you, Ale replies.

-  It’s my job. Now, you all better get out of here. I have other work waiting for me. 

-  Can I stay? For my homework. 

-  If you want, but I won’t have time to help you with your revisions tonight. 

-  That’s okay. I was told to slow down, so I’m not sure I’ll be studying tonight. 

-  I don’t know who told you that, but it’s very good advice. 

I laugh as I get up. The others follow suit and put the two extra chairs back in front of Ingrid’s desk. I tell them I’ll join them once I’m finished here. Unlike me, they are very eager to leave.

-  If you could avoid getting into fights before then, I’d appreciate it. 

-  We’ll try,  Alexia replies with amusement.  Have a good evening. 

-  Good evening to you too. 

They leave, leaving the door open. I would have preferred them to close it, but it’s not a big deal. Lucy is already engrossed in her computer, so I take out my things.

-  That went pretty well, didn’t it?  Lucy asks.

-  Yes, it did. I think it’ll be fine now. 

-  Hmm. Alexia realizes we won’t be there for the meeting between the two buddy, right? 

I laugh and nod.

-  I think she suspects as much, but I’ll remind her. 

-  Good. What a shitty day. You better not make a mistake this week. I don’t want to end up spending my weekend here as well. 

-  I’ll try to be on my best behavior,  I tease her.

-  It’s not funny. I have a meeting with Wiegman on Friday. I’m going to give her my resignation letter. 

-  Oh, really? 

I didn’t even know she had written it. Anyway, she must have prepared it during the day.

-  Aren’t you happy?  she smiles.  It feels like the end is near. 

-  It’s not that I’m not happy, it’s just that it adds more pressure,  I giggle.

She rolls her eyes with amusement. I’ve never had the blues about an exam. Even my high school diploma seemed less important compared to now.

-  It’ll be fine, don’t worry. You’re really putting too much pressure on yourself for nothing. 

-  Hmm. 

-  Finish your homework and then go join your friends. It’ll do you good. Alexia is probably looking forward to talking to you. 

I nod and get to work. She’s right. I could tell she hoped I would follow her advice.

-  Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you,  I say, making her laugh.

-  I don’t know either. I often wonder that myself,  she teases.

-  Oh, and by the way. You’re not planning to talk about what happened with Jenni, are you? 

-  I would have if it hadn’t ended so well. We’ll see how things turn out now. One thing’s for sure, it’s their problem, not ours. 

I bite my lip at her response. She’s right, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying about my friend. I hope everything will turn out okay for her. I really don’t want to have to pick up the pieces.

[chuulyssa]

hai i rly like ur writing matt (mail) x fem reader smut pleaseee :3

yours. (matt)

↷ A/N ─ procrastinated too much on this one but its finally here! thank you for 1k notes :D abrupt ending once more but cough cough you love me

★ COUNT ─ 1.5k

!! TAGS ─ matt x reader, f!reader, smoking, mentions of stalking, cunnilingus, begging, unprotected sex, p in v

★ PROLOGUE ─ your boyfriend assures you that you're his one and only

SMUT, 18+, MDNI

"Did you hear me?" you snapped at Matt.

Matt continued his gaming session as if you were part of the wall, his eyes focusing on the computer screen. The room was a littered mess with food and cereal covering most of the cold hard floor. His foot tapped the ground rhythmically and he sat leaned back against the couch.

"I want you to stop stalking that woman," you said again, louder this time. When he still refused to answer, you shook his shoulders. "Mail Jeevas!"

Matt rolled his eyes and let out a long puff of his cigarette. Then he said groggily, not taking his eyes off the screen, "It's my job."

"To gawk at women on your computer all day?"

"Kinda?" he shrugged.

You were infuriated, to say the least.

"But it's not right!"

"I'm literally loyal to someone like Mello, and you call this a problem," he snorted, still not looking at you.

You kept quiet for some time, trying to come up with a good argument. But in reality, it wasn't the stalking that annoyed you. It was the fact that Misa Amane was a pretty woman. And Mello had himself told you that Matt described her as "cute". Your boyfriend was calling another girl beautiful behind your back. How could you not be upset about something like that?

As Matt continued his game, you felt a whirlwind of emotions; sad, angry, betrayed, jealous.

"Matt," you said in a small voice.

He glanced at you briefly before returning his attention to the screen. He seemed unfazed by your tone, almost as if he didn't care about you at all.

"You know what? Forget it," you muttered.

You turned to leave the room. But as you reached the doorway, something inside you snapped. No, you couldn't let this go. Not when he could be a potential cheater.

You marched back to where Matt sat, slamming your hand down on the desk, causing him to flinch slightly.

"What?" he asked irritatedly.

"You think this is funny, don't you?" you yelled. "Laughing behind my back about some other girl."

Matt's expression shifted from annoyance to confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Matt," you retorted, your voice rising. "I heard what you said about her."

Matt blinked. What the heck were you talking about?

And then it clicked.

He felt like he could burst with laughter. Of course, you were jealous.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" he smiled, but immediately dropped it when he saw your face.

Your body shook with fury. "Do you ever take anything seriously?"

He frowned. "You're being ridiculous and you know it, Y/N," he said indifferently. "If you have a problem with the girls that throw themselves at me, take it up with them. Don't drag me into your insecurities."

With that, he turned back to his game, and you stood in shock before promptly turning on your heel and left the room and slamming the door behind you. In your mind, you rolled your eyes. This wasn't over. He'd come back to you, clinging onto you and trying to make up.

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The door creaked open and you immediately closed your eyes, pretending to sleep. You didn't want to talk to him. Not after what he told you.

You heard him shuffle into the room and climb onto his side of the bed. He stayed silent, but you could feel him staring at your face in the dark. You closed your eyes tighter.

"Y/N?" he whispered. "Look, I'm sorry."

You said nothing. After a few moments, you felt him lean over and leave a gentle kiss on your forehead - an act he did not usually do.

"I love you, I swear," he said. "I'm sorry."

You wanted to tell him that you loved him too. But you didn't want to give in that easily. He had to work for it.

"Y/N, I know you're awake. Hear me out at least."

"I don't want to talk," you said in a low voice, eyes still shut tight.

"I'm sorry," he pleaded again. You felt him reach out to touch your arm, but you pulled away. "I can make it up to you, baby, please."

"No," you said, opening your eyes and crossing your arms.

"Please?" he gave you the puppy eyes. His hand reached behind your back and under your shirt, toying with the hook of your bra. You kept staring at him.

"Matt..."

"Hm?" he unclasped your bra with two fingers and pulled it off both your shoulders slowly.

"You're gonna regret this," you told him, but you knew he wouldn't. He wanted to make you happy, and all you wanted right now was him.

He smiled sweetly and brought his lips down to your neck, dragging them along your soft skin. Both his hands were now under your shirt, rubbing circles over your breasts.

"Please, Y/N," his tone had turned mocking now as he lifted himself up so that he could straddle you with ease. "Forgive me, darling."

His weight pressed upon you as he kissed various parts of your upper body, pulling your shirt off and probably leaving a large rip on the fabric.

"I'm sorry," his voice turned low and husky, his hand sliding down your stomach to the heat between your legs. Finding your clit, he began circling it with his fingers over the cloth of your shorts and panties, his other hand working to strip you off of those two as well.

"Matt," you breathed, but he shut you up by pressing his lips against yours.

Silently, he took the remaining clothes off you and pulled away merely to admire you for a second. Video games, smoking and you. That was all he wished to live for.

"I'll make it up to you, baby," he poured. "I'll fuck this pretty pussy for you."

Oh god. You were in deep trouble now.

"May I eat you out, baby?"

You felt your pussy throb at the idea of him going down on you. You shook your head hurriedly.

"Please?" He whined, kissing your nipples one by one.

"Ugh, yes, please," you felt yourself finally give jn. You wanted him.

"Thank you, cutie," he shifted his position so he now sat at the edge of the bed near your toes.

He brought his head down to your pussy and gave a single, long stroke of a lick. You arched your back at the wave of pleasure that followed.

"More," you pleaded.

"Relax, darling. I'm all yours."

Without warning, he began lapping, kissing and licking your pussy, making you shake your legs and wrap them around his waist.

"Matt, oh god."

He hummed in response before sliding three fingers inside you all at once. You screamed and quickly muffled it with your palm, not wanting anyone to walk in on you in such a vulnerable state. Matt, however, frowned and stopped his activity before pulling the fingers out from you. He dragged them along your pussy up to your nipples and pinched one of them.

"I want to hear you say that you forgive me," he cooed before bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking on them.

You stared at him and nodded. He smiled and unbuckled his own belt. The look on his face was one of a little child who had finally managed to convince his parents to buy him a new toy. The innocent expression completely contradicted the manner in which he threw his pants and boxers off and pumped his dick a few times with his hands.

"You see this, baby?" He said. "I have to do it myself because you're still mad at me and won't do it for me."

You gripped the bedsheets tight. Oh how you wanted to push yourself onto his throbbing dick right now. You couldn't stand to see his dick being so close to you and not inside you yet.

"No, Matt, please," you begged.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me!" You yelled. "I swear I'm not mad at you. I need you inside me. Please, fuck me!"

He looked at you for a few long seconds.

"Can I smoke while I do it?"

"Anything!" You said desperately.

His face brightened up. "Okay!" He said, before shaking his tangled pants completely off him and thrusting inside you without warning. "Just kidding."

You screamed. It hurt, but the pleasure was enough to mask it. And if you had been in a better state right now, you'd have confiscated his video games for playing that dirty prank on you.

"So tight for me? Loosen up a little, can't you?" He joked, lifting both of your legs and tapping your ass gently. "I can barely fit in!"

You groaned. "Shut up."

He fastened his pace. "Do you forgive me, mommy?"

"Don't call me that," you snapped.

"Answer," he said sternly with a particularly hard thrust.

"Oh! Fuck, yes," you moaned as he continued pumping his pulsing dick in and out of you. "Matt! Yes!"

"What was that?" He raised his eyebrows and doubled his speed. "You forgive me?"

"Yes, yes, ugh, I love you," you kicked in the air multiple times.

"I'm flattered," he half-smiled.

© chuulyssa 2024 - do not copy, plagiarize or repost my works on any platforms. do not translate.

[mailjeevasfan]

hiya! i really love the way you write for all the characters. may i propose: how dn characters (up to you!) would be if they were jealous 🤲 ty in advance! <3

thank you very much!! <333

(two posts in one day. crazy times for mailjeevasfan)

-light, l lawliet, misa, matt, mello and near

-death note x reader

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how death note characters would act if they were jealous ❦

light yagami - as usual, i believe he’d be different pre/post death note.

pre - he’d probably be very stoic and wouldn’t show it but would be eager to feel like he had you all to himself again. he’d be extra affectionate later on and you’d be a little confused but hey you’re okay with it

post - i’m debating saying he’d write their name down LMFAO i mean if he really loved you then he’d probably be willing to go to such brutal lengths by this point in the story. despite his claims that he only kills bad people, he proved many times that this was not true. ANYWAYS in the moment he’d just give whoever it was a full death glare and then be very close to you when you got home later.

l lawliet - kind of similar to light, but his death glare would be LETHAL. he would be uncharacteristically scary until you snapped him out of it. seeing as he’s pretty unemotional, he’d be blunt about it when you inevitably asked him later why he was acting so strangely. if you teased him about it he’d be completely unfazed

misa amane - would be noticeably frustrated. you’d notice it very easily and go to spend time with her instead whilst she had her little hissy fit. later on you’d tease how affectionate she was suddenly being and she’d be visibly flustered but would feign indifference about the situation

matt - would be as chilled as he usually is, even if it isn’t that way on the inside. he’d casually find an excuse to pull you away from whatever situation it was that you were in, and you’d pretend not to notice. his imperceptible jealousy was kind of endearing to you and you’d give him some extra love

mello - would wanna beat the shit out of whoever it was and you KNOW IT. i almost want to say he would but i’m gonna leave that up to you PFFT ok but seriously he’d probably be super blunt. like why are you talking to them? ummm they are mine???

later on he’d casually try to get closer to you and you’d TOTALLY tease him. he’d probably just kiss you and tell you to shut up

near - once again, full stink eye but he would remain SILENT. like fully silent he would not say anything to anyone, the man would simply stare until someone caught on (which they definitely would, he’d probably intimidate them tbh). if you joked about it to him, he’d be a little rigid at first but would tell you that it was a completely regular and ordinary reaction………….right?

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[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

sunshine reader x L oneshot

NOT THE SMUT...but that's coming soon.

Yalllll this L smut is taking me wayyyy too long to finish, I've been hit with inspiration in the WRONG department (katsuki series), and now that's all I can think about. Until I'm able to crank out the actual L smut, have this little oneshot about joining the kira task force!

"I'm here," you announce cheerily, bursting in through the door with a big smile and a briefcase in your hands.

"Uh, sorry, who are you," Mogi asks, stopping you at the door. He had a stern look on his face, like he thought you were tresspassing.

"She is a consultant on this case," L says calmly, not turning from his place before his computer, his thumb pressed to his lips in thought, his knees to his chest.

"everyone, this is (Y/n). Make yourselves acquainted."

"A consultant?" "What do you need consulting on?" "I thought you said you didn't need anymore detectives."

L sighed, a frown appearing on his lips as he glanced back toward where the group would be. "I thought I told you to acquaint yourselves," he said tiredly. What a lovely first day.

over the next week, they did in fact acquaint themselves. You got to know everyone, especially because you lived in HQ. There was Misa, Aizawa, Chief Yagami, Matsuda, Mogi, and, of course...Light Yagami. You knew him well. Through L's retellings, anyway. Why did he tell you? Because you were dating. Plain and simple.

L hadn't told anyone on the team, for good reason...at least, it was probably good reason. Either that, or he didn't tell because no one asked. He was like that, only speaking as he pleased. It amused you, it was something that drew you to him.

Even so, they noticed when he gave you special treatment. Once, during a presumed all-nighter for the detectives, you stood from your seat next to L, Stretching and yawning.

"I'm going to head to bed." It was only 10, far earlier than any of the others dared ask to go, not wanting to seem like slackers. L looked up at you questioningly, tilting his head. "You never go to bed this early."

You shrug. "I'm tired, and if I'm too tired tomorrow, I won't be able to work as efficiently."

L sighed, looking back to his computer. "I won't stop you," he said indifferently.

You smile and thank him, standing and making your way to bed. Everyone else was flabbergasted. Matsuda stood from his desk, leaning on it with his hands as he stared at the back of L's head. "Why does she get to leave early? If any of us asked to go at a time like this, No way you'd let us!"

"Have you asked," L responded, gently spinning his chair around to face him.

"well I-...no..."

L gave him an expectant look, scratching the top of his foot with his toes.

"...can I go to bed?" everyone was watching with intrigue. Was that really all it took???

"...no."

Matsuda looked shocked. Everyone else simply went back to work, the already dingy mood dampened even further.

"It's cause she's pretty, isn't it?"

L looked up in thought, his thumb rubbing at his lips.

"Mmnnn....I suppose it is," he mused.

All matsuda could do was sit down in disbelief. "can you believe this," he asked Aizawa in a whisper. "Of course I can. That's L for you."

As another piece of evidence, he simply likes you more. He lets you talk and talk all day long about anything on your mind, when you go on food runs he actually asks you for things (He never asks the other detectives, no matter where they're going), and he shares any of his treats with you.

"I recall you saying you enjoy strawberry flavoring. Is that still accurate?" he's already cut you a sizable slice of strawberry cake, so your answer doesn't matter.

"have you ever had carambola? It's not very remarkable on it's own." Because of him, your first and only experiences with the fruit are in tanghulu form.

Anything he eats, you at minimum try.

Lastly, and most importantly, he shamelessly stares at your body. It is unbearably obvious that you distract him sometimes, when you're talking like nothing and he's watching the subtle movement of your tits, caused by your excessive gesticulations, his thumb tracing his lower lip in thought as he analyzes the exact weight they must have to move in such a way. Many of the others assume L is simply a creep, a creepy weirdo staring at the new pretty woman in HQ.

Light knows better. He knows, he can see it, there is more. It's not just lust, L is better than that, more complex. Either this is some way to trick Light, or he's doing this to benefit himself and this case in some way. There is more, and he will find out what it is.

Of course, you know better than all of them. There is more, the more is that you are together, and beyond that, there is nothing. He just finds your chest rather captivating. You can't blame him. The end.

Long story short, everyone knows he has a bias towards you, for one reason or another, and he doesn't do much to hide it. There were so many theories spread between them, and as a surprise to no one, it was filtered through misa. She knew best about this social stuff, after all.

"Do you see the way she smiles at him? They have to be dating," Matsuda whispers.

"What? No way, Girls smile at guys for more reasons than being with them," Misa scoffs.

"What if this is a test? Maybe he's testing us," Mogi puts forward.

"On what," Misa asks incredulously.

"I don't know, I'm not the genius...What do you think, Light? You're the closest to him."

"Me...? I don't know, why don't you just ask him."

ask him? To his face? No.

"Fine," Misa nods, standing from the mini huddle. Everyone watched with disbelief as she faced the two of you, working side-by-side before the CCTV footage. She pointed an accusatory finger at the two of you, her voice and expression full of pride, like she cracked some code. "Are you two dating?!"

You look at L. He doesn't look at you.

"Yes," he responds calmly.

"What? Why would you bring her here then? Don't you think Light is kira? Aren't you putting her in danger," Aizawa asks.

"You 6 are the only ones that know...excluding Watari. If She dies, please assume Light Yagami is the culprit."

Silence.

"Now, return to work," he orders, strain and annoyance in his voice from the situation. "I truly hate gossip," he grumbled to you.

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[bakugokemkatsuki]

Light Yagami x Reader

**Genre: Angst to Fluff **Happish ending **Key: Y/N- Your Name Talking; Sayu, You, Light **Background: Your childhood friends **Reader is GN **Word Count: 545

Light Yagami, he was tall, smart, funny, and a total gentleman. At least that’s how he presented himself. He was most any girl’s ideal guy. I mean from his gentle laugh and kind eyes to his sweet gestures like bringing your favorite snack. How could you not fall for him? You’ve known the Yagami’s for years, and you never would have thought you’d actually fall for him. Your mom’s used to joke that you two would end up together, but you never took them seriously. Well, that was your mistake because before you realized it you were falling. You fell fast and hard. You started to notice things you never did before. You ended up pushing him away completely thinking it would help. It didn’t and then you found out about Misa. Lights girlfriend… His sister told you about her one day while you were over helping her with a project. You felt yourself break inside. Of course, Light didn’t feel the same. He deserves someone like Misa, beautiful and perfect in every way you weren’t.

“Hey Y/N. Long time no see” Light was just getting home. You couldn’t even find it in you to reply. You wanted to break down and cry just hearing his voice. Light having known you forever could tell something was wrong. “Hey Sayu, can I borrow Y/N for a while?” “Sure. I have plans with some friends anyways. Thanks for your help see you later Y/N!” And with that Sayu was out the door. “Y/N come. Let’s go to my room.” You reluctantly followed Light up to his room. Once inside you both sat in silence. You were looking anywhere but him and trying to stay calm. “Y/N look at me. Please.” You begrudgingly obliged to look at Light for the first time since he got home. “What’s wrong?” You stayed silent not sure you could speak without crying. Light came over and sat next to you on his bed. He took your hand in his and asked again, “What’s wrong”. That was the last straw you couldn’t stop the tears. “Sayu… she… she told me about Misa…I know I shouldn’t be upset I have no right to be jealous… but I am…because Light…I love you…” Light didn’t say anything at first but instead pulled you into a hug. “Y/N… I’ve waited so long to hear you say that.” Pulling back from the hug and wiping your tears you reply confused, “What do you mean? But Misa?” “Sayu was wrong, Misa is just some girl who is obsessed with me. The feelings are NOT reciprocated.” “Really?” “Yes, you’re the only one for me.” Before you could say more Light pulled you in for a kiss. It was better than you ever imagined. As you pulled away Light was quick to ask another question. “Is that why you stopped coming over and started avoiding me?” “…Yes… Sorry…” “Y/N, never do that again okay? I love you and ONLY you.” “I love you too.” You two decided to keep it just between you for a while (Lights idea of course, so he could use Misa though you didn’t know this). You were just happy to finally be together. If only you knew the whole truth and what was to come later.

**Authors Note: While writing a lot of lights lines I could hear ryuk laughing and commenting in my head like "you're the only one for me huh? pretty smooth" *laughs*

[shinobuscanonwife]

Heyy!! I requested this before I think but idk if i might have accidentally like deleted it or something butttt… Can you do the uppermoon demons + muzan with a s/o that looks and acts like misa from death note?

Daki

You and Daki are very similar. This is probably why you both get along so well you fight with her and her brother a lot and while you're not as strong as them you are still a big help. You're not very bright most of the time but you have your moments where your intelligence comes in handy Gyutaro complains a lot about how stupid you are but Daki always defends you. "Brother stop being so mean! They're trying their best!! >:(" She loves styling your hair and doing your makeup btw. Like whenever she's bored she just goes up to you and asks if she can do your makeup or hair.

Gyutaro

He thinks you're absolutely gorgeous which is why he's so confused about why you're dating him. You usually only fight with him and you don't really fight with Daki. Your main focus is that he's safe he doesn't really mind that you don't pay much attention to Daki. You both get along when you have to talk and that's all he's concerned about. You got attached to him pretty quickly and he loves it. It makes him feel a lot better about himself and the way he looks.

Hantengu

(I haven't written for him in the past but I'm going to try and write for him this time I'm not a big fan of him so sorry if this isn't that good!)

He's scared of you at first.. But as he gets to know you more he eventually starts to feel safe around you and eventually you both started dating. He's not really experienced with relationships because of how cowardly he is but he assumes with how beautiful you are you must have some experience so he just hopes that if he's doing something wrong you'll tell him. You were kind of childish but he tries not to complain because he is kind of childish too. You like to show him off a lot and it kind of freaks him out a bit. You are quite clingy and he doesn't always know what to do. He gets nervous just talking to you sometimes but nevertheless, he loves you.

Akaza

You both met one night in the middle of the woods. You were both demons so you didn't see the need to try and hurt him. He was an upper rank too so it's not like you could even lay a finger on him but you didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't want to hurt you either. You weren't bothering him so he didn't bother you. You both ran into each other a couple more times so you eventually started talking to each other and later you both started dating. You and Akaza fight demon slayers together most of the time and you could be quite careless. He's not really worried about it though. He's pretty good at making sure you are safe during fights.

Douma

You were really clingy and required 24/7 attention and he loves it. You are very attached to him and he's just as attached to you. You and Douma are inseparable anywhere Douma goes you're not far behind. You're really outgoing and you always seem to have a lot of energy and after a long day of listening to his worshipper's blabber about meaningless nonsense, all he needs is to come home to his energetic s/o.

Kokushibo

He's never met anyone like you before. You were with him 24/7 anywhere he went you went with him. To the point where whenever you weren't with him the other demons would get worried that something happened to you. Your hyper personality helps him relax a lot. After a long night after killing demon slayers, all he wants to do is come home and listen to you talk about your day.

Muzan

While you were seen as naive to most other demons he saw potential in you. Your loyalty was unlike any of the other demons and he eventually found himself falling for you. You both started dating pretty quickly as he confessed to you almost immediately after he realized he liked you. Like I said he saw potential in you and believes you can best one of his upper ranks one day after the right training.

Thank you for your request! Have a nice day/night!

[livmadart]

Have you thought of tiny Conan with L.

L:" Watari,i now have a heir."

Poor light his morals and PR stops him from killing the tiny Cone

And misa is confused why she can't read his name, it's like the face is not his own

I most certainly have thought about dropping my lovely son in the Death Note Cinematic Universe! In fact, here are two sketches that I did months ago, but have been stuck in the WIP folder Shadow Realm ever since

I think conan would cause a lot of extremely funny trouble, Light would immediately try to kill him and become comedically frustrated when he cannot. I’ve even got a little mini comic idea in mind too, who knows maybe one day I’ll actually finish it :)))

Thank you for your ask! I loveee to talk about death note <3

[lawmane-enthusiast]

Lawmane Week Day 02

Title: Always the fool with the slowest heart

CWs: None, heavy fluff!!!!

Word count: 844

Misa woke up in the morning to the feeling of L reaching aimlessly, staring at his computer, and grabbing her hand.

“Misa, my... my love?” He said with a wince. “Wake up... honey...” He said. He had never been one to use pet names or anything sappy like that, but he tried, during times like this. For her, he told himself.

Misa turned her head to look over at him. “Hi, L! Morning...” She said, smiling and starting to kick her feet under the covers. “You remembered? You remembered what day it is today?”

“Christmas?” He asked, teasing her. His lips curled upwards awkwardly in his trademark asymmetrical grin. Misa smiled wide and cupped his jaw with one hand.

“Oh, L! Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She said, reaching further and scruffling up some of the hair that hung near his neck, like he was a dog who had successfully retrieved a ball at the park. “I love you, sweetie.” She said softly.

He looked away. “Misa...” He mumbled. “I really don’t like saying it.” He said, and he was right. He hadn’t uttered those words for such a long time, and to say them out loud, even alone, just speaking from deep in his heart, it still felt wrong, in a way.

He felt out of place being with her, like she really deserved the dream boyfriend, not a tired detective that could never make time for the girl he loved so dearly.

”Please? For me, on my birthday of all days?”

He couldn’t say no now. What kind of shitty boyfriend would do that?

”I… I don’t know, Misa. Can’t you tell, just from everything I do for you? I sat with you as the sun set, and we climbed onto the roof, and we talked about the things that made us feel alive.” He said, looking down. “I’m sorry, Misa.”

“L!” Misa exclaimed. “Oh, please, why don’t you just say it, real quick?”

L bit his lip at this.

’Why is she like this. . .?’ He thought, but he couldn’t help smiling. He could never say such things aloud, but she really was… a dear.

”I don’t want to say it, Misa. I just want to… make a promise, I suppose. A promise that is just between you and me.” Misa leaned into him, ready for him to go on. “Misa, from the bottom of my heart… As cold and heartless as I may ever seem… I do love you. I do long for you. And I do cherish your memory. Always. This is my promise to you, between just us. It is my promise that I’ll never forget you.”

She pinched his cheeks affectionately. “Aw... Oh, L! How could I dream for a better boyfriend...?” She said, her voice fading dreamily, and it set something off in him.

He supposed he didn’t have to be any better because she would take anything that was given to her. And in the most silent way, forever in the back of his mind, that horrified him. He sighed a little and pat Misa’s back.

”There’s nothing more I want right now to be here with you. Forever. Because you are my forever, Misa. I struggled to find a true connection, all my life, but you came along… and…” Funny, he thought.

How he found himself choking back tears at this. At her. At them, their way of being.

But they weren’t sad tears. And with her around, he didn’t know how he could ever cry sad tears again.

”I don’t think I should have to say it. Just think about it; we don’t have the greatest lives. I’ll be honest about it. I’m… afraid, afraid that one day, something will happen. We do not have the greatest lives. But I know that we are one another’s forever. I know you’ll take me with you, I know I’ll take you with me. In… memory.” 

He took a moment to pause, and he looked the slightest bit worried. He tried to cover it, but the thing with Misa was always that he could let his true self bleed through the mask.

”I apologize, am I making sense?” He suddenly asked. Misa looked up from her fingers and smiled at him.

”You are. You make lots of sense, and.. I think it’s bringing out a few realizations I needed to face. And, well, L, you don’t have to say it.”

On that day, something occurred to L.

You don’t need words for love.

Love is actions, and love is holding someone tight in your memory, knowing that no matter whatever happens to you or to them, you will have them in your memory.

I know you’ll take me with you, I know I’ll take you with me.

Love is caring, and love is thinking of them, and love is never really something you can totally define. It’s everywhere and in everything.

[murmel-malt]

Since Aeron/Gael's son has been on your mind, please tell me about him. I would like to know the lore about baby boy

Get ready for some ‘stream of consciousness’ style ramblings, Misa. This is going to be a mess. But thank you for the ask <3<3

A little modern AU fun fact as an opening: modern!Aeron is 100% in a band (guitarist and vocalist) with the explicit intention of doing music for a living. His parents have been begging him to ‘please find something, anything to fall back to in case it doesn’t work out’.

Coming back to my chaotic canon universe Aeron lore that has been flying through my head:

He’s my silly little guy that knows exactly when he needs to stop being silly and take things seriously. He is extremely observant and socially aware due to being confronted with the complex social structures at an early age (aka when he learned what a bastard is and that he is one) and has been (over)compensating for it (his bastardry) ever since.

That overcompensating definitely turned him into a giver (to counter that ‘bastards are greedy’ nonsense) and eager to take care of people; his friends and family, his lovers. He has very, very much love to give. And you wouldn’t expect it but this little manwhore is the ultimate mom-friend, he is constantly thinking of everything, for everyone, all the time. Sometimes he veers a little bit into overbearing and micromanaging territory but he really only means well and will apologize if he’s overstepping.

Coming with that he also tends to be very nosey and looooves gossip. So he is always perfectly informed and adjusts his mom-friending accordingly.

He made me get into TB dynamics since these are the characters who he will be interacting with the most. Particularly Laenor and Rhaenyra but I also think there is the potential for a really interesting relationship between Aeron, a known and legitimized bastard, and Rhaenyra’s strong boys once the bastard rumors start flying around. I know Rhaenyra was trying to shield them from it but imagine being a kid and having these things said about it, not understanding it and nobody being willing to explain it to you. Enter your dad’s best friend who is super chill and fun and was a bastard so maybe he will talk with you about it?

And Aeron knows what it feels like to hear these things said about you and not understand them. The difference being that there was never any pretense that Aeron wasn’t actually a bastard so his mom and Rolland were able to openly talk about and explain it to him. It is by no means his place to talk about this with them but how can he not? How can he turn them away when they are so confused?

In conclusion: I am having a lot of feelings and am ranting at this point, so I’m ending it here before it becomes completely incoherent.

[gwenandy]

MMM TRIO FACTS THAT NO ONE ASKED FOR!!!

DISCLAIMER: these are MY headcanons and let alone MY AU of the death note verse. So there will be additional OC’s and ships some of you guys might kill me for

SHIPS MENTIONED: Mellodramattic, Misyu (OC X MISA) and uh yeah that’s about it….

TW: Slight suggestive mentions (No. not smut. HELL NO. just slight inappropriate mentions)

- Mello, Matt, and Miyu are all 19, Miyu is just a few months younger compared to the both of them

- Mello and Miyu have decent/great sense of fashion (I mean… obviously on mello), Miyu likes leopard prints and flashy hot pink outfits meanwhile matt just stands there looking like a hobo or a copy of Adam Sandler

- They live in a small apartment in the rusty parts of NYC, it was basically Matt’s apartment before the two just decided to invite themselves in (Mello specifically)

- Miyu normally lived in spacious and rich surroundings, so she sometimes complained about the state of the apartment — before eventually getting used to it and stopping

- Matt and Miyu absolutely love ‘Panic! At the Disco’ and other bands. Mello eventually got into it too

- Matt and Miyu love screaming ‘New Perspective’ by PATD and Mello just stopped trying to shut them up

- Mello and Miyu are basically clean freaks, they sometimes tidy and clean some part around the apartment, and matt just makes more careless messes. The two don’t bother to scold matt either way

- Matt plays electric guitar— and is in a band with a few close friends: Helix (Drummer), Kal (Lead singer & bassist). Their band is called ‘Till’ Dawn’

- Matt sometimes plays the guitar in front of Miyu and Mello. And Miyu notices Mello’s gaze against matt, and a smirk can’t help but crook up her face

- Miyu’s attraction towards Misa started way before Mello asked her to work for him. She was a massive fan of her and was so happy when she was able to collab with her

- Miyu and Misa are basically best friends, but they rarely talk— given the fact that they are working on opposite teams on the Kira case

- Miyu sometimes shows the two the outfits she’s going to wear for modeling. During the first time they saw her show them an outfit, they couldn’t help but stare for a few seconds before mumbling their honest opinon

- They eventually got used to it overtime and didn’t really care that Miyu wore what she wore. She’d just wear, show, and they would give their opinion before she goes out

- Miyu got them “Big ego, big d!!ck” and “d!!ck sucker” shirts— meanwhile she got a “pu$sy gobbler” shirt because she thought it was funny. She’d only notice Mello wearing his own when Matt was wearing his

- Miyu sits in the back seat, Mello and Matt switch between driving and the co pilot seat

- Once Miyu and Matt start laughing, they can never stop. Mello wonders all the time at what certain thing they are laughing at, they show it to him and sometimes he laughs as well. Guess these two know how to bring out that side of him easily.

- Miyu sometimes gets tired of the outfits they wear at times— rarely mello but especially Matt. She gives him fashionable clothing and forces him to wear it.

- And when that happens, Mello can’t help but stare

- Mello is the tallest in the trio, matt is slightly shorter and Miyu is just short

- Miyu goes out partying for hours at night, at times she brings mello and Matt with her.

- she stopped bringing them after one time they got super drunk and did crazy shit😕

- never again she says.

- Miyu basically taught them both how to make perfect ramen.

- Mello only tolerates Matt having his chocolate. Whenever Miyu tries, he glares at her before she slowly backs away. She only gets some whenever she does something valuable

- Mello somehow arranges collabs for Miyu and Misa so Miyu could get close and gain information from Misa during their photoshoot. Normally it was just about Light.

- Miyu has never thanked Mello so much for giving her the opportunity to even stand next to Misa

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12, 13, 14, 15, 21 & 22 for the character ask for Matsuda. :)

Yayyyy thank you for the ask!! :D

Get ready because I feel like I'm gonna write an essay and a half about The Guy

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Oh geez, I feel like I have so many. How can I pick one?

A random one is that Matsu is the kind of guy to like lying on his bedroom floor. Like, if he had a rough day? Floor Time. He's contemplated so many things while staring at his ceiling. It really helps him feel grounded; when his brain is screaming at him to Do Something, it can help to just lay down and think through stuff.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

@lawlietscaramels sometimes uses 🦆 for Matsuda, so that emoji now reminds me of him. I keep forgetting to ask lei why they chose a duck, but it feels weirdly fitting haha. Matsuda's just a duck kind of guy, I suppose.

Matsuda seems like he'd use emoticons as punctuation. Stuff like :D and :'( help get his point across in messages when his tone might be read incorrectly (especially when he's messaging someone who can't read sarcasm in an email, Ide). If he's feeling a little extra (and/or texting Misa) he'll use over-the-top emoticons like ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ because he finds them fun and silly! Also, I think he'd do 😔 a lot, both irl and over the internet.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

I don't know the right word for it, but you know the aesthetic of, like, a bowling alley carpet? That's how his vibes are too me. Like, he's casual and fun, and I associate him with dark tones offset by bright neons.

As far as how he'd actually dress (outside of what we see in canon, where he's wearing a suit 99% of the time), I feel like it'd be kinda close to goblincore? This is kinda based on me googling and poking around sites, so I might be off with this 😅 I do think he'd love a chunky earth-tone sweater and corduroys, though. Something cozy and casual, you know?

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

hnnnngh why do you have to do this to me /lh I'm gonna talk about a few of them because I can't help myself they're all so good.

I love so many for different reasons! I think my favorite right now is probably MatsuIde, because I really enjoy their dynamic and banter. Also there's so much hurt/comfort potential with these two post-Kira. I feel like, after everything's happened, they have this connection to each other because they feel like no one else can really understand what those 5 years were like. This is true for the entire Task Force (and I like AizaMatsu for similar reasons), but with MatsuIde it just hits different, you know? Maybe it's because they spend so much time together onscreen (on panel?).

LawTsuda is probably my favorite ship for the first half of the manga/anime. Emotional intelligence vs. Logical intelligence is a ship dynamic that I fall for every single time, and Matsu and L have those respective traits in spades.

I also am a Canon One-Sided MatsuLight truther, lmao. Matsuda having a crush on Light feels so right but so wrong, and it really helps put parts of the second half into context. Like, Matsuda shooting Light hits so much harder that way, idk. Imagining a world where this ship is healthy is difficult but I find their dynamic so so interesting. Matsuda you deserve so much better but I can't help myself sorry.

TL;DR- MatsuIde is probably my fav overall, LawTsuda is my fav for the first half, MatsuLight is the crunchiest.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

My answer to both questions has to do with writing his impulsivity. His priorities differ a lot from other characters, and that changes what details he pays attention to and how he reacts to information. It also means that he's going to act irrationally in the name of Doing Something. Which is fun to play with! In chapters 9 and 10 of Weekend At Ryuzaki's, for example, I was trying to give off the idea that Matsuda is being quickly backed into a corner, which causes him to make a lot more mistakes and hasty decisions.

But on the other hand, writing an unpredictable character acting unpredictably while also making it satisfying and interesting to read is really hard. Like, I don't want him to seem like he's randomly bullshitting his way to answers that move the plot along. He has reasons for doing things in the heat of the moment, even if his reasons aren't exactly logical.

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

I like to read just about anything with the "Matsuda Touta is Not an Idiot" tag, lol. Because he's not, really. Sure, he acts without thinking sometimes, and his thought process is very different from L's and Light's, but he's not an idiot. I like fics where he solves or helps solve the Kira murders, but his line of logic is different than the one used by L/Near in canon.

It's really hard to think of things in fic I don't like, to be honest! I guess one would be the Matsuda/Sayu pairing. I just find it kinda icky given that one scene in canon with them together. If they are both older, and it's a small part of an otherwise compelling fic, I can usually forgive it, though.

[mailjeevasfan]

hi there! I like your writing. I was wondering if you could write how some of the death note characters would react if you were crying. It’s completely ok if you don’t want to :)

hey thank u sm ! ofc this is a rly cute prompt <3

-no gender stated for reader

-light yagami, l lawliet, misa amane, mello, matt, near, matsuda

-death note x reader

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how different dn characters would react if you were crying ❦

light yagami - if we’re thinking pre death note i think light would be a gentleman and honestly pretty romantic. in this context i mean he’d be super nice and would comfort you by holding you and reassuring you, but would also have just enough reason in there. he’d try his best to give u a solution to ur problems whilst also trying to be sensitive and not too unemotional. post death note, he’d maybe be a little more distant. he’d still love you the same but would also be concerned about keeping you on his side. he’d more or less be the same in comforting you but would be a lot more busy so wouldn’t have a lot of time

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l lawliet - ok we all know he’s very pragmatic and unemotional but if you are genuinely someone he is willing to devote his time to, he’d really want to be the best he could for you. he’d probably learn as he went along but would become more able to handle emotional problems as well. L would give you words of comfort and give you an outlet to explain the situation fully, so that he could evaluate it and show his love by coming up with a solution

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misa amane - would be super sweet but maybe a tiny bit airheaded. she’s more likely to not understand what you’re trying to convey, but seeing as she’s been through a lot of trauma in her life, she’d know at least how to handle things delicately. she’d give you so many hugs and kisses and tell you it’ll be alright, and would probably get you a present to make you feel better too

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mello - would be super nervous and fidgety but would hide it well. he is an emotional person but comforting someone else would probably be a little bit tougher for him. however if he really cares about you he would put all that aside and do whatever he can to help. and by that i mean he’d probably be offering to kill anyone that harms u in any way lmao. he’d make sure to stay close to you for a while and ask if there’s anything you need, whatever it is he’d do it

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matt - i think if he’d known u for a while and he was comfortable in your company then he’d be very very good at this kind of thing. i imagine him to be an attentive and observant person even if you wouldn’t expect it, so he’d know exactly what you need in this situation. he’d probably be giving u lots of forehead kisses to make u feel loved. after you’d calmed down a bit, he’d try and distract you with something like video games or a movie.

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near - similarly to L he’s very unemotional and honestly i think he’d freeze up a little. he would immediately try to give a logical answer to your problems but if you didn’t want that, he’d definitely do his best to comfort you with things like hugs and more loving words instead. after a while he’d be used to your needs and would know the right thing to do whenever you’re upset

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matsuda - he would literally rush to cuddle you and squeeze u so tight god bless his soul :’) ok but seriously he’d be great at this considering how sensitive he is himself he’d know just what to do. the last thing he’d want is for you to feel alone in a time like this and he’d tell you often that no matter the situation, you should come and talk to him whenever you’re sad. i feel like he’d try and make you your favourite meal but would fail miserably but your heart would be warmed by the fact that he even tried

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[heyheydidjaknow]

Hii I hope you day/night is going lovely and that your doing great. Also can I request something please like what if misa made L go out with them and the drink a little bit and we have to watch him for the rest of the night? I’ve been looking for someone who writes L not like a uwu fem boy but actually keeps his cannon characteristics and you do that <<<<333

Thank you for the request. I am just getting over a nonspecific illness. Not sure about the ending but hopefully this was something similar to what you were looking for.

“But, see,” he droned on, head laid upon the table, “the whole thing— the whole communist regime, I mean— it all deconstructed in regards to the actual soul of the movement with the death of Lenin.”

There were things that friends did not do to one another. Friends did not leave friends’ drinks unattended. Friends did not sleep with other friends’ partners or ex partners. Friends did not let friends be left with dangerous men. You were surprised to learn that there was, in fact, another thing to add to the list: friends do not leave friends with history professors.

Your “friend”, Misa Amane, had called you at one in the morning to babysit a guy. You did not know how she knew said guy. You had never met him, never heard of him. The name Ryuzaki was only vaguely familiar, a name you may have heard once in passing. But you came, because she was your friend, and friends do help friends get laid (though by your best estimation her boyfriend was about as interested in making love to her as you were in the inner workings of the Bolshevik party), only to be given a hotel room number and address, a charming smile, and a big fuck you to your sleep schedule. While you were thankful you had not been left with a dangerous drunk man, you were starting to question whether that would have been preferable to— you checked your phone— two hours worth of a lecture on a topic of which you had no knowledge.

“—but the only reason that happened—“

“I’m terribly sorry to interrupt,” you smiled, voice betraying your obvious exhaustion, “but what does any of this have to do with where you’re from?”

He blinked. “Pardon?”

“I asked you about your accent.” You opened your phone again, absently rereading a past message. “All I asked was where you were from.”

“Oh.” He sat up, taking another sip out of an extraordinarily bright cocktail through an equally colorful straw. “Europe.”

“Which part?”

He shrugged. “If you threw a dart at a map of Europe you’d know. Did the whole circuit.”

You considered ordering a drink. You reminded yourself that you were the designated driver. “What circuit?”

“It’s not an official circuit.” He took another sip. “But I have lived all across the continent. Well,” he amended, “not lived, but I’ve been.”

You nodded. “You’re not Japanese, then.”

“Not legally, no.” He furrowed his brow. “Have I been talking strangely for long?”

“Since I got here.”

He nodded slowly. “And where has Amane gone?”

“Oh, somewhere.” You gestured vaguely towards the door. “Trying to seduce her boyfriend again.”

He snorted.

“Exactly.” You crossed your arms. “You’ve met him, I take it.”

He smiled. “I have.”

“Thoughts?”

He considered it. “He is a very intelligent, ambitious man who understands how to utilize his assets.” He stirred his drink, precariously perched on his bar stool. “However, to say that he is disinterested in anything beyond his narrow scope of interest would be an understatement.”

“Tell me about it.” You let your head fall onto the counter. “He’s so pretentious; I’m not really sure what Misa sees in him.”

“Have you known her for long?”

“Since high school.”

He looked down at you, clouded eyes slowly clearing and sharpening to a fine point. His words were still slow and sloppily spoken with that same odd tone, but it was becoming clear, even now, that this was all to do with the alcohol. “Do you remember when she met Yagami?”

You shifted away from him, slightly intimidated. “I don’t.” You sat back up, going back to fiddling with your phone to avoid looking at him. “I know that she started talking about him in late May or early June but I don’t know when exactly.” You started typing an SOS to another friend. “I bet she met him earlier than that, though.”

“What makes you say that?”

You paused. “I mean,” you sighed, “I’d never heard her talk about moving to Tokyo before mid March.” You shrugged. “And I guess I get it– with what happened to her folks it makes sense to want to move away– but she didn’t even start talking about it until two weeks before she left, and then she just met a highschooler? She just met Light ‘Golden Boy’ Yagami? It’s so weird!”

He nodded slowly, still stirring the drink. “That certainly is an unlikely coincidence.”

‘It is!” You closed the phone. “And, like, I get that she’s not that much older than him, but who just meets a high schooler?” You rested your hands between your legs. “So I bet she met him online or whatever, convinced herself that she was in love with him, and jumped on it.”

“That would make sense.”

“It would.” You looked around the bar, leaning back to read the time on the wall. “Do I need to get you home?”

“It probably wouldn’t be a bad idea.” He climbed off his stool with an unusual amount of grace only to eat shit as soon as he tried to stand.

You had to practically carry him out of the bar, his arms wrapped tightly around you to keep himself steady as the two of you made your way to the train. Fortunately, where he was staying was not unreasonably far from the station. Unfortunately, he was surprisingly heavy; you almost toppled over with him on numerous occasions. As the two of you stood on the train, closer than you would like, he leaned his head against your shoulder, keeping quiet despite the fact you two were the only ones in the car. “May I use your phone?”

You obliged. “What for?”

“Calling myself a ride.” After a bit of fiddling, he handed it back to you. “He should be at the station by the time we arrive.”

You rolled your eyes. “If you could get someone to pick you up, why’d we take the train?”

“Because.” He sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing into you. “Forgot.”

You looked up at the ceiling, wishing death upon Misa and/or the drunk man hanging off of you.

Sure enough, a car– an expensive looking one at that– was waiting for him. With a wave and a stumble, he fell into it, calling a “merci beaucoup” to you as he drove away.

You got back on the train. You made it home. Your location was logged, and as you fell asleep that night, thoroughly exhausted, your messages and calls were scanned, analyzed, and filed away for future reference. These messages would help L Lawliet establish a timeline within which Misa Amane would have been able to find and use a Death Note. They would never make it into a courtroom.

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mh could you write please a platonic L or Near (whatever you feel more comfortable with) X reader? like how it would be to be close friends with them and what type of activities they would like to do with you or little gestures that show they care 🦈

I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH WHAT. I decided I love this idea so much that i wrote smth for both Near and L. I m not sure if what i wrote is somehow lore accurate or not, I wrote it for fun 🤷‍♀️. Just so yk I didn t really write that much about them.

(Sorry if it took a lot to respond I have no idea when you send that rqst)

Hope you enjoy this!

《¤~☆L&Near☆~¤)

I feel like both of them would make mean comments all the time, indirectly calling you stupid. At first they wouldn t really care if you took them seriously or not but they would slowly start to sugar coat the comments if they care enough about you. If the relationship aged they would stop sugar coating the mean comments knowing you don t get offended by them anymore, and you would be taking them more as a joke.

They both are scared to show their emotions, so if somehow you see another side of them, other than the indifferent one, you re lucky.

At first Near would stare at you and analize all your moves. L would do that too the only diffrence being that L wouldn t give a shit if you caught him staring and Near would be really carefull to not get caught.

Near dosen t like physical touch at all, so as soon as he got comfy around you he would probably start tugging on your arm to show you stuff and get closer to you, literally into your personal space. I m pretty sure L dosen t like the touch of another person either but he would get into anybody s personal space just to annoy, intimidate or disturb them.

《¤~☆Near☆~¤》

Near is most likely protective of his toys not letting anybody near them. With that being said, if he asked you to play with his toys or didn t start throwing a tantrum if you touched his toys, he cares about you a lot.

At first, Near is the kind of person to watch you talk and not really take part in the conversation, or start it, although he will try to start a conversation or keep it going if you don t say anything, ONLY if he likes you.

Near isn t the kind of person to go out of his comfort zone even if it s for a case. He dosen t like trying out stuff or meeting new people, so, if you ask him to do something new or try something, he would usually refuse, unless he trust s you.

《¤~☆L☆~¤》

Just like Near is protective over his toys, L is "protective" over his sweets. I think everybody has said this and i will say it again, he dosen t like sharing his sweets. Alright, if we are talking about somebody he works with, yeah, he would probably share but not always and only if the other person insists. Buttttttt (🍑) if he considers you a friend he would insist on sharing with you.

Honestly I think L is a little emo. So he would totally make you a playlist of some shitty songs he likes. (He made one for Light and Misa for sure) (Source: trust me bro) (i was the ceilling, dw, i wouldn t lie 💕)

Talking about his past would be a really big step. If he talked about his past w you, you better take good care of the poor guy cuz he actually trust s you a lot. (That would be the case for Near too but I m way too lazy to go back to the first part)

L dosen t sleep much, we already know that. But, did you know we usually feel sleepy around people we are comfy around and we trust? Now that you do, imagine a sleepy L hitting his head on the desk bcs he finally felt comfy enough to actually sleep. (He would probably ask you to watch him untill he falls asleep 😭)

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Thank you sm for the rqst! I found it really intresting!