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niki-phoria · 10 months
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⋆。°✩ death note reaction - little things they do for you
includes: established relationship, ooc light idc that he isn't romantic i love him :((
a/n: i've been rewatching death note so i'm thinking of taking reqs for l, light, and near. feel free to send any ideas !! (preferably light x male reader)
gn reader (no pronouns used)
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⋆。°✩ l - sharing his sweets
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you rub the sleepiness out of your eyes as you stumble out of your hotel bedroom and into the main room. l sits in his usual position on one of the chairs; absentmindedly pulling his bottom lip between his fingers. he pauses slightly when he hears you approach as he continues looking through the various files sprawled across the desk.
“anything new?” you murmur, setting a small, strawberry pastry down beside him.
“nothing yet.” l replies. 
he reaches over to hold the plate up to his lips. he breaks off a small piece before handing it over to you. “thank you,” you softly smile at him. the treat tastes sweet in your mouth. you pick a piece of fresh strawberry from the top as you watch l continue to work. “it’s getting late.”
“i’ll come to bed soon. you don’t have to wait up for me.”
you shake your head. “i’ll stay.”
l startles slightly when your head falls against his shoulder. he stares at you with wide eyes as your eyes flutter closed; your body relaxed against his side. he stiffens beneath your touch as he contemplates what to do.
finally, he reaches over to gently shake you awake. “y/n,” he whispers. you blink up at him through tired eyes as he softly smiles at you. “we can go to bed now.”
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⋆。°✩ light - confiding in you
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a soft sigh leaves your lips as you let yourself collapse onto light’s perfectly-made bed. he watches you from the corner of his eye with a soft smile as he pulls his chair back to sit down at his desk. “tired?” he asks.
“it was a long day,” you hum. 
light walks over to sit beside you on his bed as a comfortable silence falls over the room as you move to sit beside him before light speaks again. 
“somebody approached me today. he claimed that he was l.” you remain silent as his hands ball into fists; his eyebrows furrow in annoyance. “he’s screwed me. if he really is l, i can’t risk writing his name down. but if he isn’t, why would they still be investigating me?”
“light,” you whisper. you reach out to grab his hand, taking it into your own. he remains silent as you intertwine your fingers together in an attempt to soothe him. “think about it. they’re getting more desperate. why would l risk revealing himself to you if they have any reason to suspect you?”
you gently rub your thumb against light’s skin in an attempt to calm him. you watch as his shoulders slowly begin to relax before he nods. “you’re right,” he smiles. he leans in to pull you into a quick peck. “i’m glad i have you.”
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⋆。°✩ near - playing with his hair
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“near?” you whisper as you cautiously approach the boy. he barely reacts as you walk over to sit on the ground beside him; his hand continues absentmindedly stacking and restacking blocks. he twists a stray strand of hair between his fingers. 
“it’s late.” you say. your voice cuts through the previous silence. despite his seeming apathy, you can tell he’s listening by the way his hands momentarily pause their building. “will you come to bed with me?”
near remains silent for a few minutes in response. you carefully reach over to rest a gentle hand against his back before you slowly begin to rub small circles against his skin. 
his deliberation comes to an end when he restacks the blocks. “okay.” you smile softly as he intertwines your fingers together, following after you as you stand up and lead him to a small, designated bedroom. 
near slips underneath the covers first before you join him. he curls his body up beside you, leaning his head against your chest. the soft locks of his hair tickle against your bare skin as he comfortably nuzzles himself into your warmth. 
you bring a hand up to carefully begin to card your fingers through near’s hair; twisting the strands between your fingers much like he does. “i like it when you do that,” he whispers into the darkness. 
you smile, leaning down to press a kiss against his forehead. “get some rest, near.”
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pillow-anime-talk · 8 months
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Prompt 12. "But we are not married." "Then marry me." With long hair Nate River, I know it’s sfw but could it be more suggestive. Along with feminine pronouns, also congrats ! You deserve it
# tags: scenario; current (long distance) relationship; college!au; kira case; longing kiss; touching; being alone and sad; sfw/suggestive
includes: female reader ft. nate river {death note}
author’s note: thank you!! hope u like it ♡
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12. “But we are not married.” “Then marry me.”
Last year was so hard for you; not just for your health, but also for your relationship with Nate, who handled Kira’s case and was alone after the death of his mentor and also friends.
The passing days and nights in the cozy apartment were only torment for you and the desire to return to your partner; however, you knew that at that moment you couldn’t go back to your beloved who was trying to find the best way to defeat Light and other enemies.
You did not communicate by phone, e-mail or even by letter. The last year was one deaf silence that resulted in sleepless nights and sad looks at joyful couples who held hands with a smile. Nevertheless, you did not give up, bravely finishing high school and going to college.
You watched television with noticeable interest and read many information on websites, because only there you could read a bit more about the famous scandal related to the heart attacks of prisoners and criminals, as well as the great fight of the two sides of the conflict. You knew why Nate left you for those twelve months, and you appreciated that he put you above himself; forbade you from contacting him, forbade you to search for his name and ask about him... And all this to protect you and your life, as well as your loved ones (family, friends, pets, co-workers, etc.). So you promised him that you would wait for eternity, and if anything happened to him, you knew you’d get a message from last living member of the ‘Special Provision for Kira’.
Fortunately, in all these weeks you have not received even the smallest confirmation that something bad happened to your lover. On the contrary – the long-awaited day finally arrived and one night you heard a loud knock on the door. For a moment, you suspected it was one of your friends from college, but seeing a very familiar, though much more masculine face, you almost fainted, instantly got so emotional; your cheeks got wet and your nose slightly red.
You could barely pronounce your boyfriend’s name as he stood in the doorway with a tiny smile and tired eyes. Two days ago he defeated Light, and today he was already in your apartment, which he bought especially for you. Even though he didn’t look like it, he was happy like never before.
“... Nate.” You whispered, touching his pale face shyly. You didn’t see any scars, bruises or other suspicious wounds. His face was as smooth as you remembered it, and you almost groaned at the sight of his smirk and warm eyes. “It’s you.” you added. “You are here, Nate.”
“I’m home.” He answered quite audibly, and you hugged him tightly, inhaling the familiar scent and enjoying the pleasant warmth of his whole body. Skinny arms wrapped around your waist.
The two of you stood in a motionless hug for a moment, but after a few minutes a fair-haired young man entered the flat, closing the oak door with a lightly too loud slam. Literally a second later, you felt a delicate (though long) kiss on your own lips, which tasted of children’s love, great longing, apologies, new promises, lots of joy, a handful of sadness, full of emotions.
“Let’s go somewhere. Somewhere far away to celebrate our reunion... I hear that Hawaii is the perfect country for a honeymoon and a multi-day getaway.” He whispered, resting his forehead against yours and you frowned a bit.
“...Honeymoon?” You repeated, wondering if you heard his calm words correctly. “But we are not married.”
“Then marry me.” He replied by kissing your soft lips again – slightly bitten and scarred from constant stress. Your legs almost automatically made their way to the sofa in the living room connected to the kitchen.
This year has been a tough one and you had to enjoy yourself again and make up for lost time.
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deathnote but it takes place in 2022 and Matt leaks all the details of the Kira case to his discord kittens
plot twist one of his kittens is just near in disguise spying on mello
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formenis · 2 years
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hi!! i was wondering if i could get an L x gn!reader where L is working so much and hasn't been paying attention to s/o much and so one day, s/o is really tired from staying up all night because they were thinking about him and so they get upset (almost like a little kid lol) and start crying and they go to his office and sit in his lap while crying into him? this is so specific i'm sorry but i feel like L would adore his s/o behaving like a little child sometimes. thank you! have a good day <3
Hello there, Anon-san. I'm terribly sorry for the delay, I'm super busy right now. 😥
However, I always manage to find time to write. I hope you like it. Have a wonderful day you too 🧡
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TITLE: REASONING ABILITIES
pairing: L x gn!reader
TW: none
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When the Kira case started, on 2003, the famous detective L and an -apparently- simple and “undistinguished” detective from a local police department were already a couple.
Nobody knew how they met, how they ended up together, how they kept their relationship strong. Watari was the only one aware of those details. So, in case he would die, L and Y/N’s secrets will die with him. For some people that could be unfair or sad but L -and Watari too- knew it was better that way.
To have a relationship with L could be very stressful sometimes. He was a talented and well-known detective, a truly genius of his job (but barely a hobby for him). Y/N knew the risks about that job: he was loved from many but, at the same time, hated by others. And Y/N was afraid of those “others”. However, Watari was doing an amazing job protecting his boy.
When not working, L spent all his free time with Y/N. Reading, writing poems for each other, discussing about old cases or -more in general- having deeper conversations. Going out with him was out of question most of the time and L always apologized about it.
«I offer my most sincere apologizes, Y/N» he said marking his British accent and intertwining his fingers with theirs. Despite the pale colour, his skin was warm and soft.
Y/N sadly smiled. «Don’t worry, Lawly. I understand» they replied squeezing gently his hand. After observing their face for a minute, his lineaments relaxed and smiled back.
Those were the things that made L fell for Y/N: their patience and understanding. Being the partner of the greatest detective in the world wasn’t easy and -sometimes- L himself wasn’t easy to put up with. So, he was immensely grateful to have Y/N by his side.
The Kira case just began. Watari found a nice hotel room at Tokyo. It was the third time Watari made L and Y/N change hotel for safety reasons. They didn’t mind it that much but it was being a while since they spent some time with L. Or even…saw him.
«But Watari-»
The old caretaker raised a hand to hush them. «Please Y/N, try to understand. This case is really important for him and he is eager to solve it»
«But I-» Y/N stopped mid-sentence, they sensed tears wetting their E/C eyes. «I miss him»
«I’m sure he misses you too, Y/N»
As a result, Y/N tried to distract themselves by visiting the city or going to shopping (they even found a new favourite dish, F/D). Y/N tried their best to fill the day with different activities.
However, nothing…nothing could replace L’s presence. Every chair, every bed, every couch would be emptier without him. They missed his touch, his voice, the sweet smell of his shirts, the softness of his black hair…his eyes on them. Everything.
They even started to wait for him in bed. Y/N thought that if they couldn’t see him at work…at least when he had to sleep. However, that moment never came.
On the other hand, there was L. This new serial killer, as known as “Kira”, caught his attention since the very beginning. He was a real danger for humanity and L had to do justice as soon as possible. If Kira found out Y/N’s identity…that will be the death of him. He couldn’t bear a world without Y/N…he didn’t want to come back at the life before them.
So, he started to focus more and more on the Kira case, analysing victim after victim, tape after tape. He barely left the armchair Watari brought him. L missed Y/N so much…the loneliness was heavier since he met them. But he also realized that he had to bring Kira to justice. L hoped Y/N would understand…one more time.
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It was late night. A late and rainy night to be more precise. Y/N was observing it from the window of their room. Once again, the other half of their queen-sized bed was empty.
Y/N’s thought started to wander around old memories. Of all the time they spent together with L, the time at the Wammy’s House…even when they helped him in some particular investigation.
However, as time passed, Y/N started to cry. At first, it was a sad cry but then, after few minutes, they started to toss and turn in the bedsheets...upset and frustrated. In a short time, the bed was completely undone. They looked like a fussy child but they couldn’t care less.
After throwing a poor pillow on the floor, Y/N took a decision: if L wasn’t going to see them, they will do it. Still in their F/C PJs, Y/N stomped from their room to L’s one (that used as “office”). They didn’t care if other guests saw them with those clothes…Y/N was determined to achieve their goal.
With the passepartout that Watari gave them, Y/N entered L’s suite. Due to the tears that wet their eyes, Y/N couldn’t see a sleepy task-force in the room too. But even though they could see them, L’s partner didn’t care.
When they entered the luxurious suite, L didn’t flinch. He was so focused on the tapes in front of him that he didn’t hear them spread the door. Only Watari turned towards them.
Still with wet eyes, Y/N walked towards L, with legs pressed against his chest and an ice-cream in one hand, and put down his legs in order to sit on his lap. As they did so, L snapped back in the real world.
The greatest detective in the world felt a weight on his legs and something wet his white shirt. He looked down and noticed Y/N’s figure crying desperately on him.
«Y/A…»
Their sobs started to become louder and louder, all the stress and loneliness gathered during those weeks was pouring out in that moment.
L passed his unfinished ice cream to Watari and hugged Y/N as tenderly as he could and yet tightly. He hid the face in the sockets of Y/N’s neck, smelling the wonderful scent of their skin; feeling their breathe against his chest and, despite they were crying, Y/N’s voice too was…so relieving for him. L was reunited with his Y/N…finally.
«I apologise, Y/A…my sweet and little Y/A» the black-haired detective started to caress their hair trying to comfort them. L secretly loved when his partner acted like a small child…a smiled adorned his pale face.
As minutes passed, Y/N felt calm again; sure, the nose was stuffy now but who cared. «I missed you» Y/N said rubbing away the remaining tears.
«I missed you too»
In that position, sitting with his legs down, he didn’t mind if his reasoning abilities dropped 40%.
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yanderemommabean · 2 months
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PLEASE WRITE MORE DEATH NOTE I BEG YOU. THERE IS NOT ENOUGH ONLINE I NEED MORE YANDERE L. PLEASE I'LL GIVE YOU ALL THE PROTECTION SPELLS I HAVE! I love the idea of foreigner reader that doesn't speak Japanese well and just came to Japan for a fun trip and now they are being investigated for being Kira. Reader is more scared of being arrested than of Kira because they have literally never committed a crime in their life so they know they are safe but they are scared of the legal system because they know that's it's not actually justice sometimes. But they aren't crying in a corner either. They just take it as it comes but they definetly don't like it and just want to go back home.
Also when L is like "who do you think Kira is since you say you aren't them." and reader is just like "light". point blank. doesn't bat an eye. and l is just like "...I agree with you....but do explain why since you've had only one conversation with him." and reader's just like "he's too perfect. have you ever watched a True crime documentary? the perfect dude, or the dude that could never do anything wrong, is the killer." and l is just like "...I agree.....but you are aware that you are too perfect..doesn't that make you a killer?" and reader is just like "me???perfect?? in what world??"
I'm rambling but please more death note L.
I love the point blank call out, just "Listen, anyone with eyes can see that Light is too calculated with his movements, like he's paranoid to step out of line. Even when he messes up it's too clean"
L just hums and nods along, but he's already fairly certain Light is Kira anyway, he just likes to hear your thought process and likes how your voice sounds.
You're not a helpless little lamb by any means, but you're certainly unaware of how much danger is actually around you. Kira is a big deal, everyone is on his hit list it seems, even sweet, intelligent and enthralling visitors such as yourself.
L isn't one to sugar coat things either, he's rather blunt and forward, as the worlds best detective has to be to cut out the bullshit. So he sets his sweets down and abruptly says "Be that as it may, until we actually catch Kira, you aren't going to be able to leave. As much as it annoys us both, you're still involved in this as anyone else"
You just tense your jaw, paranoid thoughts rushing through your mind as you fear you might somehow incriminate yourself despite being fully innocent. What can you say? The legal system sucks. But L just lays a hand on your shoulder, giving a rare smile as he tries to ease your nerves.
"Ah, but you'll have me on your side. You'll be safe from any harm. You're free to go to your hotel, but you will be hearing from us again"
He can admit he hates seeing you so stressed, and rather lascivious thoughts fill his brain on how to indulge you and fix that, but sadly the clock is ticking and he has some annoying people to answer before he can relax. He'll just have to make do with watching some street cameras and remembering the warmth of you under his fingertips.
-Mommabean
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zimthandmade · 11 days
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Funny Idea that Occured to Me:
Mello comes out to his mafia in the most threatening way possible. In so doing, he terrifies them out of using homophobic language.
Something like ... "I am the indispensible brains of this outfit, but I am perfectly willing to be the psychopathic executor of the most unhinged violence you have ever seen. The next person who uses a homophobic slur in my presence--I've prepared a handout, don't worry--will experience that unhinged violence first hand. Because I'm gay, and tired of hearing it."
One of them complains, "But these are all my favorite insults!" And Mello is instantly at his throat with a razor, hissing, "Then come up with better, more inclusive insults. Or I'll literally [redacted] [redacted] and [redacted] with your own [redacted] so you have to [redacted] with a magnifying glass."
Jump forward two weeks, and instead of his mafia calling their enemies "faggots" or whatever, they now say inventive things like "Taco Bell customer" and "spaghetti breaker".
Dude.
DUDE. I LOVE THIS.
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(I'm pretty sure that's Matt's knife btw >:3c)
Also: I think Matt talked him into this.
“You know what? If the system sucks, why don’t you just change it? Make new rules.” ”Matt, I can't just single-handedly change long-established gang structures overnight." "I mean, what are they gonna do of you try? Fire you?" "Kill me. And you right after. I’m just ONE GUY - how do you think that should go??" "You’re not just one guy - I know of at least one person that would personally smash a blokes head if they pulled a gun on you for whatever reason and that’s the fucking BOSS, dude. Rod had your back from the very beginning. He'd be a gormless moron if he got rid of you because you were shagging a guy. He needs you. They all need you. And Ross knows that, I'm pretty sure. And besides, if anyone can change long-established gang structures overnight, that’s you, innit?? Who was it that brought Rod a head as an initiation gift, huh? The one who infiltrated the bloody mafia on his own?? I think it's a smaller task to get your subordinates to stop hitting on gays, don't you?" "Well, if you frame it like that..." "Also, you're forgetting the most important thing: you're fucking Mello. They're all scared of you and rightly so."
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purplink8 · 2 months
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Hate to burst anyone's bubble but I don't think L would've revealed his face to Light if the latter wasn't Kira. The Kira case was the only case in which L shows his identity to anyone besides Watari because it's the first time he (and his authority) has been challenged like this (with the majority of the Japanese task force leaving since they can't trust L coz of the FBI incident).
If Light weren't Kira and went on to become an NPA officer like his father, he might work with L on some cases together but that doesn't mean L would've revealed his identity to him, however intelligent this particular NPA officer may be.
Like I ship Lawlight very much and I'm not (in this post, that is) referring to anyone exploring the idea of non-Kira!Light with L in their AUs as bad (I like those AUs too), but let's remember that it wouldn't be plausible if we're going by canon. Even if Ohba said somewhere that they'd work together if Light weren't Kira, I'm sure he didn't mean working together as in face-to-face.
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"Sit on my face"
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Mello X Fem!Reader
Request: "Hi h!i:D May I request for the event, Mello pleasuring reader to help them forget about their extremely exhausting day with prompt 14 “Sit on my face” " ◜By lovely anon!◞
Genre: Smut
Format: Fic
Warnings: Explicit smut, Dom!Mello, Sub!Reader, Praising, Face sitting, Dirty talk, Cunnilingus, MDNI
Word Count: 1.6K
A/n: Face sitting with Mello? Eye eye captain!
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There was nothing more relaxing than getting a massage from your boyfriend after coming home, having an extremely exhausting day at work. Your mind was going numb with the way his hands were gently roaming around your body, massaging the fatigue away; and he was definitely aware of that.
"Feels good baby girl?" He said quietly, fingers reaching for your puffy cheeks to squish them from behind. All you could see was the pillow under your face, but from his calmness you knew that a soft smile was flaunting on his face.
"Mhm honey, feels amazing. Honestly, how can your hands be so professional at this? They always focus on the right spot"
"Especially when I'm fingering you~"
His remark made you chuckle and look back at him from your shoulder, to meet a gorgeous, proud smirk, sitting so perfectly on his face.
"Of course, especially when you're doing that"
You were waiting for him to say another dirty thing so that maybe he could earn a tiny bit of blush from your face, but a tiny bit turned into a dozen when his hand slowly went down on your entrance, leaving your hips untouched. Your breath got hitched in your throat as his fingers started teasing your entrance, coming up and down on your slit to make you shiver slightly and close your thighs around his hand. That didn't stop him from going further though; now it was his fingertips poking your hole, remaining close to your clit but not making sensible contact with it to make you go wild.
"Mello..." Your shaky voice and the hints of frustration hidden in it made him raise his head to look at your figure from behind, admiring how your hair was scattered freely on your back.
"What? You're not in the mood?"
"No, it's just that... I don't think I can move around so much... I'm worn out from all the hard work I did earlier..."
He nearly frowned when he thought that he needed to let this chance slip from his hands; but suddenly, an idea popped into his mind that made him beam hugely, thinking about the compelling outcome.
"What if you don't have to move around at all?"
His interesting comment made you sit up and look at him curiously. He didn't seem to be messing with you, even though his playful grin hadn't left his face.
"What do you mean? How are we supposed to have sex when I'm not doing anything?"
"Well there's no need for you to do anything! You just have to remain still, that's all"
Your widened eyes showed that you were kinda getting it, but he couldn't miss the opportunity to witness your stunned expression when you hear about his tempting offer from his own mouth.
"Are you... Are you trying to say that..."
"Sit on my face. That's what I'm trying to say"
Your heart slammed itself hard to your thorax.
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"I'm not sure about this. We've never done this before"
"Which is exactly why we should give it a try"
Mello's abs looked even hotter when he was lying down on the bed. And you? Looking insecure, unsure, and nervous, sitting beside him; you weren't really matching each other at that moment.
When he saw that you were still caught up in your thoughts, he sighed and took your hand to pull you near him gently. You didn't resist him, but you still weren't certain if this was a good idea. It was literally written all over your face, with how you were sulking and looking at your boyfriend's gorgeous face, imagining how it was going to get crushed by your thighs.
"C'mon girly, what are you waiting for? It's going to be amazing"
Yeah, you didn't have any doubts on that one. Of course it was going to be amazing. It was Mello and his damn tongue, for fuck's sake.
"I don't know babe... What if..."
"What if what?"
What if you look ugly sitting on his face like that? What if you suffocate him with your weight? What if...
Mello knew what was going through your mind. It wasn't his first day of meeting you.
He shook his head with a small smile before pressing your hand reassuringly, his other hand reaching for your left cheek. His voice was as firm as ever, not even a tiny bit of doubt floating in it.
"You'll be fine, gorgeous. I wouldn't have suggested this if I didn't know whether it was going to work out. Just trust me on this one, ok?"
Well, there couldn't be any arguments left on your mind when he puts it that way.
Slowly, you let out a deep breath before raising you foot to place it next to his head. You were remaining on top of his face, still not attempting to sink down fully. He rolled his eyes at your uncertainness and grabbed your hips, pulling you down with force. Your clit suddenly slammed against his lips.
"Oh!"
Look at you! He hadn't even started yet and you were already moaning.
Trying to cover your excited smile with your hand was useless. Mello had already seen it.
"So now you're giggling? You were acting a bit different earlier"
"Oh shut up! Let's just get this over with"
"So bold talking to me like that. Let's see how long you can keep up with this attitude"
He spent a few seconds staring at your face, his heart warming up by how you looked so entrancing from his point of view. If only you could see yourself through his eyes...
Just when you wanted to ask him what was taking him so long, his lips met with your cunt. A low pitched moan left your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. It was unbelievable how skilled he was at eating you out, how his damn tongue made you lost your mind and try to grind against it harder. But this time... It felt better, closer, deeper. His tongue was warm, and so was your pussy. The only difference was that there weren't any tasty liquid coming out of his mouth.
It was like his mouth had mistaken your folds for your lips. He was going deeper and deeper, closing his eyes to enjoy the taste of your arousal. He had to grip your hips in order to make you stay above him, though it wasn't easy since you were squirming around so much. But tonight was all about you, so he could put up with that, just for now.
"O-oh! A- Oh my god!"
"Right?~ Told you it was gonna be fun"
Your entrance was aching a bit, but the pleasure was too much to give up on. You could only grip the mattress under his head to keep yourself from falling, and of course binging your core nearer to him as it wasn't literally on his face already. Was he protesting? Heck no, not when he could enjoy the view of your back arching so prettily above him.
His tongue was moving around everywhere, your walls, the surface, your hole, anywhere but your damn clit. No matter how much you pressed yourself against his face, he wasn't gonna give up on the teasing.
You totally forgot about how you were worried to suffocate him.
"Mello! Stop teasi- Ah!"
He finally did it. The second you started talking, he sucked on your clit so hard that you nearly saw stars. A loud moan, almost close to a scream escaped your mouth, but it didn't stop there; as his mouth didn't let go of your clit.
Now your sensitive flesh was fully in his mouth, his tongue moving up and down on it. The tip of his tongue pocked your hole then came up again to the apex. His talent in French kissing was a blessing and a problem at the same time, making you moan so hard you were sure that complains were coming at your door tomorrow morning.
"Shit shit shit! Right there! Please! Oh shit!"
"Mhm!"
One of his hands left your hips and came down to your pussy, rubbing on your way in and pushing inside. You couldn't see clearly anymore, all you could feel was the heat coming from your core filling you up, and his mouth fueling your body, dragging you closer to your release.
But apparently, it wasn't enough; since you started grinding on his tongue wildly, letting out lewd sounds. Weren't you tired of moving? That didn't really cross your mind at that time.
Thankfully Mello played along, keeping his tongue out for you to crush yourself on it. You tasted too good, so he was willing to let you smother him with your cunt if it meant he could have more of your arousal.
"Fuck! Oh my fucking go- Ah! Mello! I'm- I'm-"
And it happened. You started shivering harder than usual, screaming as your hot cum filled up his mouth. He placed his tongue on your entrance, unwilling to lose even one drop of your arousal. Your hole twitching above his muscle felt really nice.
Your scream was finally over, but your panting for breath wasn't. You took a deep breath before looking down at your boyfriend, finally seeing how red his face had became.
Poor guy. You knew he was going to have a hard time down there.
But you didn't feel that guilty, since he didn't seem to be upset.
Mello smiled when he spotted your eyes on him, stretching his arms out to run his fingers though his hair.
"Well, thanks for the meal"
Yeah, thanks for not refusing to eat your meal.
Reblogs are wildly appreciated! :>
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Was thinking about your au and realized that whichever neighbour wakes up last is in for a very awkward reunion
Imagine waking up to your entire neighbourhood being in an apocalyptic scenario, and you’re the last to find out about it-
technically the last neighbor is Sally BUT Julie is the last "normal-sleeping" neighbor to wake and yeah! she sure has a hell of a time! i mean tbh it's kinda her And Barnaby? they wake up within a week of each other (the neighbors wake via Pacific Rim kaiju rules) so their breakdowns overlap <3
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amaya-writes · 7 months
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Amaya's Ringtober 2023 Masterlist
General Post
Masterlist:
How the Haikyuu boys would propose to you: Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu
The demon brothers reacting to their fiance losing her ring
Innocent childhood romance with Megumi where he gives you a promise ring
Nanami and his stay at home wife headcanons
Illumi angst scenario: his wife finds out he 'cheated' during one of his assassinations
Black Clover characters introduce you (their new finance) to their siblings: Finral, Gauche, Leo
Port mafia characters x reader arranged marriage AU (reader is Mori's relative): Dazai (he never left PM AU), Chuuya, Akutagawa
The 1A boys and the type of ring they would propose with
Tokyo Revengers characters picking out a ring: Mikey, Hanma, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya
Gojo, Itadori and Nanami reacting to reader rejecting their proposal
Bnha characters arranged marriage AU x traditional reader: Izuku, Shoto, Bakugo, Denki, Shinso
Shigaraki x Redestro's daughter arranged marriage AU
How they would react to your ring being the wrong size: Gojo, Dazai, Bakugo, Shoto, L, Mikey
Your child broke your marriage ring scenario with Dabi
Bnha characters accidentally proposing at the same time as reader: Iida, Denki, Tokoyami, Dabi, Aizawa, Shinsou and Shigaraki
Reader reacting to finding out they once wanted to marry someone else- open to characters but wants Gojo, Megumi, Hisoka and Atsushi
Haikyuu characters noticing reader stopped wearing their ring (angst to comfort- everything's fine at the end) any characters + Ushijima and Kuroo
1A boys when the reader proposes to them
1A boys reacting to reader watching a wedding scene and saying 'that's going to be us someday?'
Gojo reacting to reader looking starstrucked by a wedding dress they see while shopping
BSD characters reacting to reader casually saying they're going to marry them one day
Game Status:
OPEN, Currently Writing Reqs
Requests Status:
21/30 Reqs, 6/21 Written
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niki-phoria · 10 months
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light yagami reaction - love languages
includes: reader is in college and drinks coffee, reader cries about being burnt out lol, maybe ooc l?? set during the few months when light gives up the death note NOT KIRA LIGHT
a/n: i'm in love with pre kira light
male reader (he/him pronouns)
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⋆。°✩ physical touch
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“hey,” you say, setting your backpack down on the ground as you pull out the chair beside light. “mind if i sit here?”
“of course not,” he smiles, subtly pushing his notes to the side to make room for your own. you ignore l’s glance as you pull out one of your textbooks and its corresponding notebook.
silence falls over the task force headquarters once again aside from the occasional noise of a mouse clicking or your pencil scraping against the page.
light occasionally glances down at your work, silently double checking your answers. he waits for you to finish answering the hardest questions before he shifts slightly closer to you. he moves now using his left hand to continue researching the yotsuba group. you smile softly when he reaches over, subtly resting his hand beside yours. you silently reach over to take his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers together before you turn your attention back to your notes.
you pretend not to hear matsuda’s cheering or light’s father scolding him in favour of absentmindedly rubbing small shapes against light’s skin.
⋆。°✩ quality time
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light softly smiles to himself as he quietly enters your shared bedroom before closing the door behind himself. your body lays sprawled out on the bed - one of your arms haphazardly thrown across one of his pillows, keeping it closely pressed against your bare chest. 
a small sliver of moonlight just barely illuminates the room as light tugs his own shirt off. he tosses his clothes into a laundry basket hidden away in your closet. he slips into an old pair of your sweatpants before carefully slipping underneath the covers to lay beside you. 
you stir awake at the feeling, lifting your head up just enough to squint at him in the darkness. “light?” you whisper. 
“go back to sleep, y/n,” he murmurs. you shuffle even closer to him, tangling your legs together underneath the blankets. your arm lays draped over his side as you lean in to nuzzle yourself against his body. he stifles a chuckle, pulling you even closer. goosebumps raise along your waist when his hand ghosts against your skin. he leans down to press a kiss against your forehead. “i love you,” you whisper. 
“i love you too,” light murmurs.
⋆。°✩ gift giving
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you stifle a small yawn as you tiredly walk back to the makeshift workstation you had set up at one of the free tables in the middle of the task force headquarters. the fluorescent lights beam down on you from above as you walk through the sea of empty desks until you find your computer. 
set delicately in the corner away from your computer is a small bouquet of flowers and a fresh cup of coffee with a small note taped to the mug. you smile softly at the sight as you approach, setting your bag down on the ground before you sit down in the chair. you push your computer aside, reaching over to grab the still-warm cup and opening the note. 
my y/n,
l asked me and the other task force members to assist him on a mission. we’ll be back soon. 
i love you, 
light
you smile as you pocket the note before you pull your phone out of your pocket to quickly send him a text before finally sitting down to start doing your work. 
i love you too
⋆。°✩ acts of service
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“i don’t understand why this is necessary,” l says, reaching out to eat another chocolate-covered strawberry. the chain of their handcuffs clink as light reaches over to grab a frying pan to continue making breakfast. “you’re not even going to eat the food.”
“it’s for y/n,” light says. his attention remains focused on the stove despite the complaints of the man chained to him. “he has a few classes this morning so i’m making his lunch.”
l remains silent, instead choosing to observe light. he occasionally tugs them around the grand kitchen as he expertly moves to cook your favourite meal. the chain drags against the marble countertops with each movement, though their complaints are left unsaid.
the handcuffs clink once again as light leans over the counter, quickly writing a love note on a piece of scrap paper. “i still don’t understand,” l comments.
light simply shrugs as he slips the note and container of food into your lunchbox before returning it to your backpack. l watches over his shoulder as he sets the bag down beside the couch. “i do it because i love him.”
⋆。°✩ words of affirmation
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“y/n?” light calls as he enters your shared bedroom. you flinch slightly at the sudden noise, finally pulling your attention away from your unfinished notes to look back at him. he furrows his eyebrows slightly when he steps closer, noticing your puffy eyes as he walks over to sit beside you. “is everything okay?”
“i’m fine,” you mumble, turning to look back down at your notes. “just… a little stressed.”
“you know you can tell me anything,” light frowns slightly as he reaches over to carefully grab your hand. “what’s wrong?”
you let out a small sigh as he begins to rub miscellaneous shapes against your hand. “i’m exhausted.” your voice shakes as each word leaves your mouth. “i have so much work - it all feels neverending. i don’t know what to do.”
“y/n,” light whispers. he reaches over to cup your face in his hands. “you’re incredibly smart, and handsome, and kind,” he brushes away a stray tear as it rolls down your cheek. “you don’t have to go through this alone. i’m here for you. i love you. let me take care of you.”
you nod, leaning further into light’s touch. “thank you.”
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cloudburstsapphire · 24 days
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yes my personal DN canon is that everyone is obsessed with Matsuda in SOME way
NO I will NOT change it you can't fucking MAKE ME
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captainhysunstuff · 8 months
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In a three-legged race, Light and L as a team post-handcuffs would either crush it in record time or be absolutely terrible and rushed to the hospital.
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cat3ch1sm · 2 years
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This is my first request but could you do the wammy boys reaction to the reader giving them a spa day? (Like with skin care masks, hair masks, nail painting, the whole 9-yards :33)
🐢| order up! enjoy<33 this will be a mix of headcanons plus scenarios!!
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mello
❀ spa day? what's that? this man hasn't taken a deep breath since 1876
❀ mello is usually fine with the absurd things you suggest to do when you're bored- but what? having someone personally pamper him? someone actually showing him that they care about him and his wellbeing? the fuck?
he's just really confused as to why you want to give him a spa day
he's gonna act all tough and defensive when you suggest it as if he's too hardcore for a spa day, but really, he's kinda into the idea
"Please, Mello? Just this once." "Fine- if you insist."
hair masks
"What is this shit even supposed to be?" Mello glanced from the open container of moisturizer to you, his expression disdainful as he peered into the jar.
You smiled cheerfully, paying no mind to Mello's attitude- after all, he'd agreed to this in the first place. "It's a hair mask! It really helps with dry or damaged hair, and I know you really haven't taken care of your hair like you should be..."
Mello scoffed, but didn't deny this. "I don't have time."
"Okay, Mello," you chuckled, slightly exasperated as you moved towards him. "Here, I'll help you put yours in."
face masks
"And now my hair feels disgusting. Happy?"
"As a matter of fact, I am," you replied brightly before clapping your hands together. "Next, we're gonna do face masks!"
Mello automatically recoiled, his face repulsed. "Huh? We have to put this stuff on our faces?"
"What- no, of course not. Face masks are different from hair masks," you explained, tearing open two thin bags each containing a sage green face mask. To show Mello, you took one out and held it in front of your face, making sure your features aligned with the holes in the mask. "See?"
"That looks terrifying as hell."
You couldn't help but laugh as you set the mask back down on the bag. "Think so? Wait till we get to put cucumbers over our eyes."
"Wait- the fuck?"
nail painting- manicure+pedicure
"You're really pushing your luck here, Y/N."
"Hey- you agreed to this! You gotta go the whole way now."
Mello let out a melodramatic groan, but you could tell he wasn't really annoyed. "Black. I'm getting black."
"Mello. You wear the same chipped polish every day. It's time for an upgrade, dude." You stepped aside from the table behind you to display the numerous bottles of nail polish you'd laid out. "Choose whatever colors you want- one for fingernails and one for toenails. And you can't choose black."
"We're doing both?"
"Pick two colors!"
"What- fine."
massage
"Are you trying to make this weird?"
Undeterred, you shot a wide smile Mello's way, and slightly flustered, he dropped his sullen gaze to the ground. "Not at all. I'm only doing this because you haven't relaxed since the day you were born, so..."
Mello, whom you had forced into a chair, looked up abruptly, no doubt preparing to protest- but realizing you were probably right, he folded his arms across his chest. "Whatever. Do what you want."
"Thank you." You leaned over to kiss him quickly on the nose, to which he turned his eyes to the sky, avoiding your gaze.
༊* he ends up enjoying the massage way more than he expected himself to, although he absolutely won't admit it. well, you can tell anyway.
steamy shower
"You haven't said anything snarky yet," you informed Mello, a brow raised. "Have I broken you already?"
You had already started a hot shower, waiting for it to steam up a little more before it was ready.
"Don't be dumb. I'm wondering if this will be the only thing I can actually get into in this so-called 'spa day.'"
"Hm? What makes this less miserable?" you queried curiously.
"I get to see you naked."
"Oh- Jesus." Now it was your turn to stare at the ground, face hot as you began heading to the shower, Mello beside you.
matt
༊* matt is totally down. tbh go mf crazy
hair masks
"So how do you put this stuff on?" Matt asked, popping the container open and sticking a finger into the moisturizer. "You just drench your hair in this stuff?"
"Well, there's a specific way you have to apply it so you get full coverage," you explained. "Here, let me- Matt?"
You hadn't even begun your explanation before Matt had already turned the whole thing over on his head, tapping the bottom of the container to get all of the product out. Unfazed by the stuff dripping from his hair and sliding down his cheeks, he promptly looked back at you expectantly. "What's next?"
face masks
Finally, you'd managed to clean most of the hair mask from Matt's face- although there was still glossy residue on his clothes, and his hair was full of product. With an exasperated shake of your head, you set down the damp rag you'd been using and picked up a face mask.
"That looks a little freaky," Matt remarked, an eyebrow raised at the mask you held over your face.
"Clear skin doesn't," you replied nonchalantly, placing it on your skin and moving to get Matt's face mask. Matt, in the meantime, peered into the bowl of dewy cucumbers with an odd look. "What are these for? Do we eat them?"
You spun around instantly. "Matt, no-"
Too late- your boyfriend had already decided to munch on the green vegetable slices, popping at least three into his mouth and frowning slightly. "These taste weird as hell."
"I- good grief, Matt, you weren't supposed to eat them!"
"Really? Wow." Matt sent you an innocently bright smile, cucumbers sitting in front of his teeth. "My bad."
Regardless of Matt's antics, you couldn't help but smile.
nails- manicure+pedicure
"I can totally do my own nails, you know."
"Yeah, well, after that hair mask stunt, I don't trust you around this stuff," you retorted, setting down the barrage of nail polish bottles you had. "Choose two colors- one for your fingers and one for your feet."
"Why don't I just get a different color for every nail?" Matt asked flippantly, bent over to observe the nail colors you'd laid out.
"Because you have too many digits for that. Now choose or I'm choosing for you," you answered, giving Matt a pointed look.
Now Matt grinned in amusement. "Ha! There are easily thirty different colors here. You just don't have the patience." Casually, he danced over to the still present bowl of cucumbers and popped one into his mouth.
You shrugged before laughing out loud. "You aren't wrong."
massage
"Why do I need a massage?"
"Because you hang around Mello twenty-seven hours a day."
Matt gave you an amused look. "What does my hanging out with Mello have to do with me needing a massage? And also, there aren't that many hours in a day. Just saying."
"I know that, genius. What I mean is, Mello is the most uptight person I know, and I'm sure it's not doing you any favors. Now sit on the chair." You indicated a wooden chair in the center of the room.
Matt raised a brow at it skeptically before glancing back at you oddly. "This is supposed to be a massage chair?"
"Well, I really can't go out and buy a big fancy recliner when we're in hiding because the goddamn police are looking for you," you replied with a dramatic eye roll.
"You know, I figured I wouldn't be able to relax with a massage from you anyway, but you're really making it worse."
"I'm still better than Mello."
"Are you?"
shower
"So now you're saying I stink?"
"Matt!"
"Kidding. Come on, let's get in."
"So you're automatically assuming we're showering together?"
"You don't have a choice, babe."
near
༊* he's wondering why you came up with the idea, but after some convincing, he agrees to it if it will please you. but be aware that this man has no idea what self-care is😭😭 the almighty near has no damn clue how to brush his hair properly
hair masks
"Uh- I'm not sure I know what exactly a hair mask is," Near informed you, eyeing the jars of scented hair product somewhat cautiously. "Will it have any detrimental effects on my hair after I use it that I need to know about?"
"Uh-" Quickly, you snatched up one of the jars and skimmed over the words on the label before putting it down and smiling brightly. "Nope! All good. Also, I had to buy a million of these because your hair is insane and I really doubt you take care of it like you should. You're welcome."
"Thanks?" Near picked up a strand of white hair and twirled it in between his fingertips before glancing up to watch you open one jar. "Do you just... put it in your hair?"
"Pretty much."
Near paused and stared at the jars for a second before looking back up at you expectantly. Feeling his eyes on you, you looked back up at him questioningly.
"Do... you need me to show you?"
"That would be nice."
face masks
"Huh- my hair feels... moist."
You had to fight the urge to laugh at how clueless your boyfriend was when it came to these matters. "That's what's supposed to happen- see? No side effects."
"Alright. What will we do now?"
"Face masks!" you announced excitedly, laying out the supplies. Near glanced down at them with a furrowed brow.
"I believe I've seen these before... I may know how to apply one if I can remember correctly." Tentatively, Near took one in between his index finger and thumb and promptly plastered it on his face, looking at you expectantly. "Is this right?"
You blinked a couple of times before smiling slightly. "Uh- yeah. But don't forget the cucumbers!"
"To... eat?"
"Nope! You put them over your eyes to get rid of eyebags."
"Eyebags? I am only nineteen- I don't think those are an issue yet-"
"Yeah? When was the last time you slept more than two hours at night?"
"I get plenty of sleep," Near retorted defensively. "Just last night I was able to-" Suddenly, he cut himself off, mind blanking as he tried to recall a night where he'd gotten an adequate amount of sleep.
You raised a brow at Near pointedly. "Case and point."
nails- manicure+pedicure
༊* i think near would rather paint a mural or something on the floor instead of doing his nails- but tbh he doesn't care, let him go crazy
You sat on the ground in front of Near, observing his activity with a puzzled look on your face. "I'm a little surprised you decided to paint the ground instead of your nails, but whatever makes you happy." You tilted your head at the art made of several glittery polishes and smelling strongly of chemicals. "What are you making, anyway?"
Near didn't answer, dabbing a few more drops of metallic silver onto the floor before scooting back and observing his drawing.
"Look- I made Ryuk."
༊* pls tell him it looks nice no matter how it may actually look because pls
massage
༊* near does not want the massage. he wants to keep painting. he also starts stacking the empty nail polish bottles on top of each other. u must play with him
steamy shower
"Hot showers make my hair frizzy."
"Yes, Near, but you need to exfoliate, so you don't have any choice."
"I have never exfoliated before. I don't see any reason why I should begin now."
"Near, you already agreed to the spa day- you gotta go all in now."
ryuzaki
༊* it takes a lot of pleading and cake but you finally get l to agree to your spa day. except now you owe him like five slices of cake. fun.
༊* so uh yeah buckle up bc this man has never breathed in the same room as a shower
a/n- anyways purely headcanons here because this post is hella long n im tired
hair masks
༊* will probably take the whole container and dump it on his head
༊* he will proceed to accidentally gel his hair into a bunch of naruto-looking hairstyles and wonder why you're falling tf out in the back
༊* then l realizes his hair looks weird asf, get irritated by you laughing at him, and then go to you and turn a whole different container over your head because he's childish and petty. have fun cleaning the stuff off your face and shirt
face masks
༊* -puts face mask over self- "Boo."
༊* bro has no clue how to take care of himself. at all. mentally or physically. he's worse than every other wammy boy combined. it's rare he even bathes properly, let alone does a whole spa day routine
༊* once you say the cucumbers are supposed to get rid of eyebags/dark circles, he flat out refuses to put them on his face
༊* "Ryuzaki. You're telling me you don't see why you need to put the cucumbers over your eyes?"
"No. I think my dark circles give me character."
༊* eh, well, he isn't wrong.
nails- manicure+pedicure
༊* honestly L kinda likes the idea of having his nails done. he is not at all concerned with the feminine factor he just thinks it looks nice
༊* he sits all quiet and still while you paint his nails with dark blue or black. finally his frog position works out to your advantage because his toes and fingernails are displayed
༊* does everything in his power not to smear the polish once you're done. he will also not remove it willingly for several weeks afterward
massage
༊* l is the one giving you a massage despite your efforts to convince him to let it be the other way around. ur not complaining tho
༊* at first you hear bones cracking and get anxious but it turns out it's pretty refreshing
༊* 10/10 massager. would hire at a salon
steamy shower
༊* mans has never walked into a shower in his life. he has basically always used that weird washing machine thing
༊* he also keeps the water absolutely freezing and therefore is not at all open to getting in a hot shower. he is also dramatic as all hell about it and is stressing u tf out
༊* "Do you want me to boil alive?"
"Good question."
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araindropshallfall · 7 months
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[Spoiler-ish speculation about the next eps below]
Maybe I’m just being optimistic but I kinda think it’s entirely feasible Stede agrees to retirement?
Stede is acting like he’s indestructible right now. He and the people he cares about have all evaded death multiple times now and I think he’s starting to feel a little too comfortable taking risks considering he thinks he can manage just fine in the heat of the moment now.
But I think he might be in for a wake-up call in the (I’m assuming finale) where maybe someone dies or maybe the Revenge is destroyed or maybe something else happens that makes him realize he and the people he loves aren’t invincible and he agrees to retire.
As far as season 3 goes, I’d imagine something actually pulls Ed and Stede out of retirement for one last hoorah, and then being back into piracy makes them reevaluate what retirement for them looks like.
Anyways, who tf knows though
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dearestones · 1 year
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Definitely not a request, but I would like you to respond to this situation:
What if "you" starts thinking about whether there were more women kidnapped before her, and they are probably not there anymore because L "got bored" and finally set them free. Do you think if she tells L about it, would he take it as jealousy or would he sarcastically joke about the topic?
Hey, Devin here!
That is certainly an interesting scenario that you cooked up here! And timely too, hmmm....
If the situation is true. If L has indeed kidnapped women before and they are nowhere to be found in the present, then here's my take:
Well, for me, it depends on what sort of relationship that you have with L. If you're more submissive/compliant, then he would answer you honestly. After all, you've been so good for him and he knows deep down that kidnapping you is wrong and that part of you always yearns for freedom if you comply with his wishes. He'll state his answer with clinical disinterest, but he will make sure that you are well taken care of. If he suspects that you are jealous, he'll dismiss it and tell you that in the present, at this moment, you are holding his attention. And if you can no longer do that, then he'll dismiss you like the others.
If you are more unruly/have attempted escape many times, L is definitely going to be more cruel. He'll ask if you're finally seeing sense and thinking of him as "yours". If you deny the accusations, he'll pretend to let the matter slide, but he'll never let it go. He will insert comments about your jealousy if you dare act in ways that contradict your misbehaving nature. This is obviously a ploy where you have two options A) finally concede defeat and act the way he wants you to or B) you continue to act in increasingly alarming ways and he has no choice but to punish you. You would think him a sadist except for the fact that you can see no feelings of remorse or much of anything in his dark eyes.
Either way, even if he let his other victims free, why would you think that he would do the same for you? Have you ever considered that you would be different?
Oh dear.
You really thought so, didn't you?
That's all right. Even if he bores of you, he won't let you go free. Rather, if he doesn't want you any more, then why would anyone else?
He'll get rid of you just as clinically as someone throwing away trash, but you will be thought of. Fondly.
And if the situation were false?
If L didn't kidnap women before?
He'll simply dismiss your concerns and reprimand you if you press the matter further. If you're on good terms like in the previous scenario, he'll try to placate you with sweets, better accommodations, etc. If, however, you're on bad terms, he'll cut you down with words and get it through your head that no one else is good enough for him.
You are.
And he's never going to let you go.
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