#l lawliet fluff

[osaemu]

IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH: L LAWLIET

✩ ‧ ˚. synopsis: he has a high fever, but he won't let you take care of him.

contents: gn!reader. fluff. mentions of mild sickness. first time writing for L (my new hyperfixation!)

“ryu, you can’t seriously work like this,” you insist, tugging at the sleeve of L’s shirt. he doesn’t respond until you snatch the half-eaten pastry out of his hand. “i’m serious!”

L turns and looks at you disbelievingly. “i’m fine,” he responds indifferently, not seeming to notice the red blush spreading throughout his face. “it’s not bad enough to keep me from the investigation,” he adds, making an attempt to retrieve his snack from your outstretched hand.

“you have a fever,” you say pointedly, taking a bite of the sugary sweet. L makes an unimpressed face and sighs, posture worsening even more—is that even possible?—before he turns back to his computer. 

“i can’t even feel it,” L insists, sticking out his bottom lip. you reach out and brush some of his hair out of his eyes, resting the back of your hand on his forehead. either your boyfriend has an otherworldly resistance to sickness or he’s lying, because he’s burning up.

you sigh and let your hand fall from L’s forehead to his cheek, fingers tracing his jawline as you watch him scroll through some sort of legal document. obviously, he’s not going to stop working without a reason, so you try a different approach. “L, if you’re sick, does that affect your deductive skills?”

L’s fingers still around the computer mouse, ceasing his scrolling as he looks back up at you. “i guess.”

“so you shouldn’t be working on a really important case while you have a high fever, right? or you could miss something.” 

he scrunches up his nose in response and thinks for a long second. “why are you trying so hard to get me to stop working?” L asks, narrowing his eyes. he tilts his head in genuine curiosity—which is funny, because you think it should be obvious.

you shrug in response, a small smile growing on your lips. “shouldn’t you know already?” you tease, poking his cheek playfully. L looks at you blankly, giving no discernable reaction—like always. “you’re impossible,” you huff, crossing your arms childishly.

“answer the question.”

“because i care about my boyfriend. sue me.”

L blinks, a flicker of surprise shining in his dark eyes. he doesn’t respond, but he does stand up and take your hand, cold fingers tangling with yours as he lets you lead him away. “thank you,” he murmurs, and his voice is almost quiet enough for you to miss his words entirely. you squeeze his hand in response—no need for words.

he rests his head on your shoulder as you exit the dark, shaded investigation room. "can i have the last bite?" he asks tentatively, pointing at the remainder of his pastry that's left in your other hand. you laugh a little and nod, pausing in front of a flight of stairs to feed L the last sugar-filled bite.

L's lips close around the flaky pastry and brush against your fingers, and even with the added blush from his fever, his face noticeably goes a shade pinker.

"you're so cute, ryu," you mumble, brushing away the crumbs that linger around his lips with your thumb. he hums in reply, shadowed eyes closing as he rests his cheek in your palm.

"i'm tired."

"then let me take care of you for a little," you insist, watching as he reopens his eyes and looks back at the ajar door of the investigation room. "please?"

"fine. a couple hours, then i have to get back to the case."

"m'kay, m'kay."

(he ends up falling asleep in your arms and doesn't wake up for seventeen hours straight—but when he does, his fever's gone!)

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[piichuu]

♡ HOLDING HIM AGAIN - L LAWLIET

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 403

it’s not common for you boyfriend to fall asleep at night, the fact that he is trying to find the world’s most notorious killer is weighing enough on him to not allow himself to fall into slumber. it might cost him his health, but what else is there to do when he is basically fighting against time? how long will it take until kira find his real name out or proceeds to kill everyone in the task force?

but now when l lawliet is wrapped in your warm embrace as he has finally come home for the first time in a month, all those thoughts about kira is no longer on his mind, and you won’t bring it up either.

his face is pressed against your chest and his arms are wrapped around your waist as he lies on top of you with his eyes closed. he hasn’t slept in a real bed for weeks and has barely gotten to see you during those weeks either, so finally getting to be in your arms gives him enough motivation and energy to investigate for years from now.

“i’m gonna have to leave early in the morning,” L mutters into your shirt as his hands cling to you. he would love to stay like this forever, but that can only be possible after he’s caught kira. “but maybe we can eat breakfast together if you wake up early too?”

you nod and brush a hand through his dark hair that he hasn’t bothered brushing as he’s stuck in headquarters all the time. no one else except you or the task force see him either way. “i’ll wake up early too. at what time do you want to get up? i’ll set an alarm,” your boyfriend sighs and nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck now instead. “at four, is that okay?”

“that’s okay, i’ll just go back to sleep when you’ve left,” he nods and presses a kiss to your warm skin. “i’m jealous. can’t wait to cuddle with you all the time as soon as kira is caught.”

“you’ll have to make sure you catch him soon then or you might die from touch starvation,” you smile softly and he chuckles. “i might actually do just that, so i’ll try to catch him as fast as i can so we can continue to stay like this for the rest of our lives.”

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[ryukzakiii]

insomnia

L’s been having a little more trouble than usual falling asleep lately. you have a feeling you know just how to help.

pairing: l lawliet x reader

warnings: none! just sweet (oblivious) L

L didn’t normally get much sleep, but he was going on four days straight now. he was growing more and more delirious by the minute and the words on the page in front of him jumbled in his view. he needed to sleep. in his defence he did try, to no avail of course. at this point he’d given up, figuring if he was going to be awake anyways he might as well get some work done.

when you’d come into the room, eyes half-closed and dragging your feet on the floor, you’d nearly scared him out of his skin.

“L, what’s the matter?” you’d asked him sleepily, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and walking over to see what he was looking at.

“oh, i was just going over some things for the case again, seeing if there’s anything i might’ve missed.” he held up a piece of paper to you, “you can never be too thorough you know.”

“yeah… just, do you know what time it is? you need to get at least a couple hours a night, i told you your concentration will waver if you don’t.”

“i tried, but no luck.” he smiled at you, “not to worry, i feel more awake than ever. i was thinking about revisiting my research into ray pember’s suspects again, see if anybody else seems to fit the kira bill.”

the bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, his skin paler than usual and much more deprived of life, it would’ve been obvious to anybody that he hadn’t been sleeping. he was looking at you with wide eyes, trying to seem awake to hide the fact that they were dry and reddening with fatigue.

“i’ll stay with you then. if you’re gonna be up you should at least have company, right?”

“you don’t have to do that, please, go back to bed.” he sat up a little in his chair, hands falling from his knees, “i’ll be up regardless but there’s no need to deprive you of sleep in the process.”

“nonsense! i can do both, as long as you don’t mind sharing your seat.”

he looked at you, puzzled, “my seat? why?”

instead of answering him, you gently moved his arm out of the way for you to crawl over him, seating yourself on his lap in between his chest and his bent legs, “figured this would probably be the most comfortable for me to go back to sleep. ‘s this okay?”

“oh, well yes i suppose i can work around you if you’re lying down. are you sure you’ll be able to get comfortable?”

“don’t worry about me.” you laid your head down on his shoulder, nose pressed against his neck as your arms wrapped around his torso, “you just get back to whatever you were doing, i’ll be fine.”

at first, he sat quietly reading over the files he had spread out in front of him, blinking his eyes profusely to try and rid them of the tired blur they’d donned. soon he could feel your thumbs gently rubbing either side of his back, trying to coax him to sleep, begging him to put the papers down and shut his eyes. he did feel himself growing much more comfortable in his chair, and because he had to make room for you to fit he had lost the last bit of concentration he was clinging onto.

the slow rhythm of your breaths pressed against his chest were like a lullaby, his arms starting to grow heavier at his sides as he dropped the paper to the table, “what are you doing?”

you hummed in response, pushing him back into the chair with your head and trying not to giggle at the small huff that escaped him, “trying to help. is it working?”

he sighed, “if you mean your attempts at trying to make me feel tired, then yes.” his arms came up to wrap tightly around your upper back, elbows resting against his knees to not let his arms slip down, “i’d like you to sleep here for the rest of the night please.”

“don’t worry, i wasn’t planning on leaving.”

his chin came down to rest on top of your head, eyelids finally falling shut as a heavy breath of air fanned over you. he hadn’t felt so tired in years, so easily swept away by sleep. he could feel your heartbeat against his own, falling into a similar rhythm as they both slowed to a peaceful pace. he figured he could probably fall asleep whenever he wanted to if you came to his aid, and though his inexperienced mind didn’t yet know what exactly the reason was that you had this affect on him, he did know it most definitely wouldn’t be the last time it happened.

as he began to slip into his much needed slumber, you could hear him mutter,

“thank you.”

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[p0ssywhippedcream]

hii Ophe I hope you're feeling better can I ask how YOU think L would act on a pot gummy? ( it does not have to be a long thing) thxxxx kisses!!!!!!

Okay l would either do A; silent. just complete and total silence. No amount of poking, prodding or begging can get this man to speak or B; So much words. Word tornado. Word vomit. He cannot stop talking for the life of him.

A looks like this;

"L? Honey? L? Babe?" You're poking his cheeks, pulling them like a grandma would and pushing them back to make his lips pucker. He looks fine, audibly breathing but when you look at his eyes it's clear no one is home. The lights are on, he's blinking with a dopey smile and rubbing the hem of his shirt to enjoy the sensation of the soft fabric but literally no one is home.

"L? Sweetheart, talk to me. Are you greening out?" You shake his heads in your hands, trying to jiggle some sense back into your lover but his face remains void of any intelligence that suggests human life.

Eventually you give up and drop it but you continue to look over and check on him. He's unraveled himself from his usual posture and is laying like a snow angel on the carpet. You put a water bottle next to him and sometime in the next ten minutes, it slowly depletes.

You decide this is a pretty good reaction to trying weed for the first time, especially for L and just give him a gentle smooch on the cheek. You ruffle his hair a bit and make sure to place snacks next to him and when he reaches for one you lift his neck up and place his head in your lap so he doesn’t choke.

B is a bit more chaos;

He hadn’t stopped talking about sharks in ten minutes. Ten minutes of “Sharks can loose 35,000 teeth in their lifetime” and “The cookiecutter shark is very complex because..” and you’re really starting to loose it.

You know he’s smart and you really love his big brain but you didn’t realize how much of it was pumped up with shark facts. You didn’t even realize he liked sharks that much.

You hand him a water bottle because his voice has become raspy and he attempts to continue talking while drinking water, resulting in a coughing fit.

You rub his back and pat it as he chokes out, “While sharks are mainly carnivores, the whale shark is actually an omnivore.”

Once he’s done talking about sharks, and no I don’t mean he’s said all he can I mean you distracted him into a different conversation, he just rambles on and on and on about varying things. He talks about the dangers of elevators and the color purple’s meaning and so much other shit that you eventually tune him out and try to enjoy your own high.

Unfortunately when you get the munchies and make your way to the kitchen, expecting to leave him in your shared bedroom, he follows and you realize constant background noise isn’t something you can avoid.

When he finally wears himself out enough a yawn replaces a fun fact every few minutes, you happily drag him to bed and tuck him in. He mumbles nonsense, tells you he loves you to which you kiss his forehead and then tells you to make sure you put your seatbelt on before falling into snores. You set up your laptop beside him and enjoy your favorite show, occasionally glancing at your snoozing boyfriend and finally enjoying being at peace.

And when you bring up later that you didn’t realize he harbored such an affection for sharks, he gives you a strange look and says he doesn’t, sharks are boring.

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[phefics]

l lawliet x detective!reader

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[zweetpea]

Happy Birthday My Love

Happy birthday L

ao3 version: here

It was the best day of the year. That is to say it was Halloween, and more importantly your husband L’s birthday.

I know right? You snatched the greatest detective in the world? Obviously, you’re beautiful. Anyway enough about you!

————

You met him in a cafe in NYC when he was 23 and you were 21. You were reading a Sherlock novel, he ordered 14 big cookies, 2 strawberry slices shortcakes, Jasmine tea with a bowl of sugar cubes, and a banana split. He sat right by your table and you looked over with concern. 

“…are you okay?”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m concerned for your health. You can’t seriously eat all of that in one sitting.”

“Why can’t I?”

“Because that’s not a proper lunch.” You say as you lift up your drink.

“Of course not. This is my pre lunch snack to get my brain stimulated.” At his statement you spit out your drink in surprising.

“What are you, diabetic? How can someone eat so much and yet be so skinny.”

“I find that you can burn calories by using your brain.”

“Okay Einstein. Just don’t drop dead anytime soon. I’m just here on vacation, I don’t need the police suspecting me to be the serial killer going around.”

“Why would they think that? You’re just a tourist.”

“I don’t find most police to be very bright or effective. Private Investigators do more work in a week than any beat cop could do in their entire life.”

The strange man was silent for a second, so you assumed that the conversation was over. However you weren’t expecting him to hold out a cookie for you. “Take it. Movie theater popcorn isn’t that good.”

“The hell?”

“Your tickets. Jaws, 1:15. I assume that your waiting for someone. You only got a drink and during lunch hour most people buy food.”

“Oh really? When do you have lunch, if this is your snack?” 

“Same time as your movie. The only difference between then will be I’ll be dinning on fine quality food and you’ll be having stale popcorn and processed butter.” You look away. “Did I strike a nerve.”

“No offense but you’re a stranger. I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to spill my guts and whole life story to you.”

“Yet you asked me if I was okay.”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen anyone eat so many sweets. Is it a crime to be concerned?”

“No. Just think of this as me repaying the generosity.”

“My Fiancé and I came out here to meet his parents.”

“You’re a little young to be getting married.”

“Uh, thanks? I don’t think it’s that weird, I’m 21. It’s not like I’m 12 being married off to some foreign diplomat.”

“Let me give you some advice. He either gave you the ring to get you to shit up or because he wants an unpaid maid.”

“Excuse me?”

“21 men don’t typically give up on hooking up with bimbo’s in short leather skirts. I’m 76%- no, 78% certain that he’s going to cheat on you by years end if he’s not already cheating. And judging by the way you smile sadly at your ring and scrunch your hands around your tickets I think you know that too.” 

“What would you do if you were me?”

“Dump him and go out with the skinny diabetic across from you, clearly.” He responded sarcastically.

“Ha, you’re so funny.” You replied back with the same tone, rolling your eyes.

“You should at least tell him what you want. If he’s not willing to negotiate, leave him.”

“What I want, huh? I want to go see Jaws, would any diabetic Einsteins be interested in movie theater candy?”

“Okay that jokes run its course. No I’m not interested in that chewy soulless garbage.”

“Could I bribe you with another slice of cake?”

“I thought that you were worried about my health? Also this is highly improper.”

“Making a new friend?”

“Chatting up a man when you’re engaged.”

“It’s not like I’m asking you out, I just don’t want to go to my movie alone. When life gives you lemons, ya know?”

“Cake and cookies. You eat some too okay. I’m Yuuji.” You shook him hand and replied back with your own name.

——

“Okay, why do you like this movie?”

“It’s a classic! Sure they probably should’ve just poisoned the stupid thing. Sometimes the right answer is the most obvious one.” You two smiled as you walked out of the theater.

He stopped dead in his tracks. “Sometimes the answer is the most obvious one. I gotta go, here…” he scribbled down something on his ticket and handed it to you. “Nice to meet you, friend.” He trotted off down the street. You looked down at his ticket and saw he gave you his number.

“Huh, not bad Emo boy.”

————

“My love, wake up. I made you breakfast.” You say as you kiss his neck.

“Let me sleep in on my birthday.” He groaned. “Don’t temp me to give in with that sultry voice. You know I can’t say no to you when you do that.”

“Not true. It’s only 82.79% affective. As evident of now.”

 “I stayed up late for weeks to perfect your favorite pancakes for you.”

“How’d I get so lucky to have a wife like you?”

“Good question, better question though is how did I manage to impress the world’s 3 greatest detectives?”

“By being intoxicating.” He replied smoothly.

“Okay Casanova, eat up before you food gets cold.” He smirked, grabbed you by your waist and pulled you into bed with him. Then he trailed kisses from your collar bone up to your jaw and finally planted a long deep loving kiss on your lips. “L!”

“How can you be mad at me when I have the sweetest treat right here in my arms?”

“I love you, L.”

“I love you too.”

BONUS: 

L: Mmh, these buttercream cheese and strawberry pancakes are delicious. Thank you my wife.

You: A perfect meal for my perfect husband. Mwah! 

You Two kiss!

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[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; l lawliet

requested by ; anonymous (18/02/22)

fandom(s) ; death note

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; l lawliet

outline ; “hiiiii, can i get a death note one with Manga! L?”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

due to the nature of his job as a detective, his schedule is extremely random and you’re not going to have much spare time to spend together

he’s married to his job first and foremost, but your relationship is a close second priority to him — which is saying a lot given his insane dedication to his craft

because quality time is so rare, he shows his love for you by sending you gifts (usually your favourite foods or nicknacks that remind him of you) and leaving heartfelt notes around your home for you to find when he’s abroad

he always makes a point to text you good morning and goodnight every day that you’re apart since he knows you fret over his safety during jobs

tends to speak very matter-of-factly and this applies to you as well — which can be flattering and flustering depending on what he’s talking about

you’re the only person who gets to mess with his hair — which he honestly finds very relaxing and you’ll usually notice him closing his eyes and his shoulders dropping when you start playing with his hair

spoils you completely. his salary is high and he lives a simple life so whatever he can spare goes into spoiling you

says that you’re his heart — you’re the empathetic side, the devil’s advocate whilst he’s the cool and rational one

it sounds strange, but it works for you

thinks you’re adorable when you wear his clothes but as he doesn’t have much in his closet he prefers that you keep your hermit crab habits to times when he’s working from home

he’ll give you the best bite of whatever confection he’s eating if it’s something you like — e.g. the corner pieces of a brownie (or the centre piece if that’s your preference)

will not let you anywhere near anyone in his business because he’s more than aware of the risks associated with his position and reputation in the world of criminal justice

the kids at wammy’s orphanage adore you and call you l’s spouse and always try to play with you because you’re ‘way more fun than l’

(he doesn’t contest that fact)

you are the only person who can convince him to eat something of some nutritional value (but even then it can be a fight)

sleeping arrangements usually have him clinging to you like a koala: head on your chest with his arms and legs wrapped around you, restricting you from moving

thankfully he’s a light sleeper, but you feel bad for waking him up every time you need to bathroom

he isn’t really physically affectionate otherwise, the furthest he’ll go is linking your elbows or giving you a brief kiss on the cheek/temple

doesn’t give you any nicknames and will just call you by your first name — but when talking about you to anyone else you’re just called ‘my partner’ before he quickly changes the subject for your own safety

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[taraprince]

T H E S W E E T E S T F A N T A S Y ~

L death note x reader

Word count: 2312

Warnings: BAD smut (this was my first time), orgasm denial, degrading, and idkkkk if there's anything else

Summary: your fantasies about L are getting a bit out of hand, but maybe that's a good thing…

♡----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------♡

God he was so fucking hot. The way his long, slender fingers danced away at the keyboard brought nasty thoughts to your mind about what else those skilled hands could do. You couldn't help but stare at his lips, and just his face in general. The way he uses his tongue in such magnificent ways, like that time he tied the stems of cherries together with just his tongue. Oh my god that was so fucking hot. Every single little detail about him was MORE than perfect, and you couldn't pry your perverted eyes on him.

“y/n is everything alright? You’ve been staring at me for some time now, is something on my face?” L says curiously, playfully rubbing his face.

You blush profusely and look away quickly, embarrassed that you let yourself get caught fantasizing about all the things you'd let the man in front of you do to you without question. “Oh, yeah im okay, Ryuzaki, don't worry” you look back and smile at him as best you could.

You squeeze your thighs together, hoping he wouldn't notice the forming pool in your seat. You let yourself get a little too carried away in your thoughts this time, usually you don't imagine such lewd things outside your concealed bedroom.

Ryuzaki squints his eyes and glares at you playfully. Without saying anything, he scoots his chair over to you and leans forward, making it so your faces are nearly touching. Your face turns a brighter shade of red than the strawberries Ryuzaki was just eating.

You chuckle nervously. “R-ryuzaki, what're you doing-”

“You didn't think I wouldn't notice, did you?” he said, not looking away from your eyes.

Your heart stops and your stomach jumps. You clench your thighs together harder, and somehow your face is even more pigmented than before.

“What're you talking about?” you laugh nervously, trying to ease the tension a little.

Ryuzaki moves quickly, he picks you up and out of your seat and bends you over his desk swiftly.

“Did you think i wouldn't notice how wet you're getting for me~ i bet you have disgusting things on your mind right now don't you?” he grips your hair and kisses the shell of your ear.

You shudder and your breathing becomes heavier, lust taking over. “P-please ryuzaki~” you whine.

“Please what?” he pulls your hair tighter, making you groan. You cover your mouth in embarrassment, but he grabs your wrists and pins them over your head with one of his slender, talented hands. “Don't be embarrassed, love~ I love hearing how much you love being a little slut for me~” he bites your shoulder.

You can't help but moan loudly. You squirm and move your hips under him, trying to cause some friction to satisfy your need for him. He lets go of your hair and grips your hips roughly.

“Needy, are we~?” he teases. He grinds his hard erection against your clit teasingly. You whine and moan lewdly under him.

You feel him move back, and you hear the clasp of his belt being taken off. You hear the muffled thump as his baggy jeans hit the floor. You hear him hiss and curse under his breath as the cold air of the well conditioned task force hits his throbbing erection.

“Stand up.” he demands. You do as he says immediately. As you stand up he grabs your waist and forces you to face him.

He kisses you deeply and passionately, while helping you undress your clothes. Soon enough, you're down to just your soaked panties and skimpy bra. He smiles at you and you nod, giving him permission to go further.

He bites and kisses your neck softly while unclasping your bra. He tenderly scoops your breasts, feeling your body up and down slowly. He strips your panties and picks you up swiftly, laying you on the sofa.

He climbs on top of you and kisses down your body slowly. You feel so warm and loved as he lighty praises how perfect and pretty your body was. He worshiped every inch of you, purposefully avoiding the best area for last.

Eventually, he starts kissing up your thigh and stops directly in front of your heat. He looks up at you and smiles dumbly. He closes his eyes and licks slowly up your folds, enjoying the sweet taste you put on his tongue.

He kisses and sucks on your clit. He hums as he uses his skilled tongue to please your aching hole. He chuckles to himself at how wet you were for him. You can't help but moan loudly under him as he works his tongue better than anything you've ever felt before.

“R-ryuzaki, i think i'm gonna- ahhh~~ cum~” you moan under him. You grip his hair tightly.

He stops and looks up at you. He grips your hips tightly. “Not yet my love, can you save it for when I stuff my cock into you~?” you groan loudly and buck your hips. You nod your head and bite your lip. “That's my good girl~ always doing as i say~~”

He sits up and wipes his chin. He licks his lips and sucks your juices off his fingers. He strokes his cock and laughs lightly to himself. “We don't even need to use lube, your already so wet down there for me~”

He angles his cock in front of your quivering hole and prods it teasingly.

“Ryuzaki stop being such a tease~~” you whine while smiling up at him. The reality was you loved how he teased you. It made you feel so hot and sticky but in the best way possible, and it turned you on more than you initially were.

He smirks down at you. Suddenly he thrusts his whole length deep into you without warning, making you gasp loudly. “As you wish, my love~”

What an asshole. You roll your eyes playfully. He leans down onto you, nibbling and kissing your neck softly. You feel his cock moving inside you at a steady pace, making you groan as he stretches your tight little hole so much with his length.

He lets out small moans as he speeds up his pace. He whispers little praises into your ear, but you're too filled with lust to pay any mind to his words. He bites your earlobe roughly, forcing an embarrassingly high pitched moan out of you.

You feel one of his hands snake up and pin your wrists above your head, and the other slips between your legs. He starts rubbing and pinching your puffy clit while he pounds into you sloppily. You feel the knot in your stomach tighten as you scream under him.

Without warning you feel your orgasm. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out a loud, writhing moan as L continues to finish inside you as you cum. He buries his cum deep inside your cunt.

He pulls out and cums pours out of your abused little hole. You're both panting and sloppily kissing each other. He grabs your chin and forces you to look him in the eyes.

“You were such a good girl for me, y/n~” he smiles down at you and kisses you passionately. He pulls away and looks into your eyes lustfully. “But it's time to wake up, my love.”

You look up at him confused. Everything around you feels hot, sticky, and uncomfortable. Your surroundings are hazy and blurred.

shit

You open your tired eyes and look around. The whole thing was a dream.

Of course it was.

You roll your eyes and pull the covers off of your body, revealing the puddle sitting where you were just lying unconscious. You sigh and roll your eyes, how could you be so vulnerable.

You stand up and gather some clean, dry, clothes from your dresser and head to the bathroom. You strip out of your sticky, wet clothes and turn the shower on.

Skip to after the shower cus im lazy lmao :p

You step out of the shower, feeling the cold air hit your body. You slip on your bathrobe and walk over to the mirror. You brush your hair and put it into a classic messy bun, you still wanted to look cute for L.

you decided to wear a more revealing outfit today, a low cut crop top and a dangerously short skirt, almost revealing the hem of your lace panties. You knew nothing special (wink wink) was gonna happen today, but that dream. . . it was just so realistic, and lets just say it got you in some sort of mood.

You made your way to the main area of the task force. You plop yourself in your usual seat next to Ryuzaki. You quietly greet him, and he nods in return; making your stomach turn.

Fuck this man has you wrapped around his finger.

He clears his throat loudly, making you look up curiously. He's looking dead into your eyes, and his face was noticeably pink, making you blush a little.

“So, y/n” he trails off, breaking eye contact. He's never this awkward, he's usually blunt and straightforward, so what could possibly have him so worked up?

“Is something bothering you, Ryuzaki?” you break the silence, trying to ease the slight tension boiling. You started to sweat a little, he was so hot when he was flustered. Flustered? Flustered. That's what you were going with.

He clears his throat again, and takes a bite of the cake in front of him. After he swallows, he begins “Well, I know you're aware of the cameras placed around headquarters to keep an eye on everyone, and to possibly catch kira…” he trails off yet again, starting to fidget with his fingers.

Suddenly you're horrified. Oh my god he SAW me. Your face flushed and your heart rate picked up quickly. You had totally forgotten about the cameras. Usually you do your.. Thing.. In your bathroom, where you know there's no cameras (Ryuzaki’s not that creepy).

Now it's you who's clearing your throat. “Yeah, what's up?” you try your best to maintain eye contact, as both of your faces heat up significantly.

You were so glad nobody else was down yet. Light had gone on a date with Misa, and the Cheif and police were still up in their rooms.

“Well, I was watching the cameras all night last night and all morning this morning. I, ahem, saw how, well, excited you got in your sleep. And you happened to be saying my name.” Ryuzaki looked away and covered his face slightly. You knew it was coming but you were still stunned.

You look away as well, more embarrassed than ever. But then you think of your lace panties that are beginning to become slightly damp as we speak, and wonder; he already knows my dirty fantasies about him, so what do you really have to lose?

You stand up and slowly move your way over to him without a word. He watches you silently, almost begging you to come closer. You lightly wrap both your hands around his knees, which were propped in his usual sitting position, and slowly bring them down, making sure he was okay with everything going on. Everything was happening so fast, and the next thing you knew, you were sitting on his lap, legs straddled around his waist.

Your heart is banging in your chest. You can't go back now, so you slowly lean forward and lightly kiss Ryuzaki’s lips. He roughly grabs your hips, and hungrily kisses you back; making you moan slightly. You didn't expect this out of him, but you weren't complaining.

After a few minutes that feel like hours, he pulls away, leaving a string of saliva connecting your two mouths. You both gasp for air. Through parted breathes, he gasps, “we can't, not here”

He lifts you off his lap, looking a little disappointed. “I apologize, y/n, it's not that i don't want this, i do, really, but we cant. Not right now. Not here. I have so many things to worry about with the kira case, and i worry that i wouldn't be able to fulfill your wants and needs, perhaps, after this whole thing is sorted out, we can think this over again and talk about having an intimate relationship.”

You feel your heart shatter at his words. It all makes sense, how could you be so stupid to ever think hed have time for you? He has more important things to worry about than a relationship, i mean he's the world's top 3 greatest detectives. He seems to notice how his words affected you. He grips your chin and kisses you deeply and passionately.

“Don't take me the wrong way, i love you dearly, y/n, but right now it's too dangerous.”

“I understand, Ryuzaki, it's alright” you nod and wipe away the tear that spilled from your eye. He seems deep in thought for a moment.

“Perhaps, we could be together without the others knowing,” your face lights up. “However, we wouldn't be able to express intimacy until the kira case is solved.” he looks up at you and is surprised to be wrapped in your arms tightly.

You kiss him sloppily, but passionately and smile at him genuinely “that sounds amazing, Ryuzaki. I love you” you share one last kiss before plopping down back in your own seat, leaving him a blushing mess.

You smile to yourself knowing that you have the world's greatest detective on his knees for you. Or you will anyway, when this whole kira business is over.

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A/N : i actually wrote this a while ago but never posted it like??? i reread it and actually gasped it’s so good lmfoaooo 😭 anyways i hope you guys enjoyeddd thank you for reading

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[livvyisb0red]

Falling for L before he started working on the Kira case. He slowly gets more scared of you getting hurt once he starts working on the case. You try to comfort him anytime you two are alone together, baking him deserts and getting him sweet coffee.

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[pinkglitteranddeath]

I am Just a Boy

Prompt- L is convinced he will never be good enough for your love. You convince him otherwise.

Pairing- L x Reader

Fandom- Death Note

A/n- maybe a bit ooc but i thought is was cute

Unfortunatly for L it was one of those days. One of those days where everything and everyone seems to hate him. Where he is constantly on edge and he feels so unproductive but at the same time usesless for not doing anything. So he sat there not even wanting to ask you to get some cake incase you thought he was being a burdon.

Now L may of thought that he was hiding how he felt very well and maybe to an outsider he was but you were not just anybody. You were his partner, the light of his life, the person that made him laugh the loudest and sometimes his only reason for getting up in the morning. So you saw how he was feeling through subtle things only you could pick up on. The fact that he didn't absentmindedly stack sugar cubes ontop of each other, that he didn't rock gently side to side like he did when he was concentrating and how he answered everyones questions as curtly as possible unusual even for L.

So you waited because even though L was a very closed off person and hated talking about how he was feeling you knew that when he was having a bad day he would always see you out to comfort him with soft words or even just hold each other for a little while. And eventually he did come and search for you.

'Y/n' he said standing in the doorway of your room. 'Yes darling' you hummed turning to face him. 'Can we just lay down for a bit...?' he muttered staring down at his feet.

'Of course we can' you said gently. You felt proud of him because you knew how hard it was for him to admit that he wanted affection.

It was always nice to cuddle with L. He smelt like peppermints, old coffee and new paper. He clung to you like a koala burying his face into your neck and letting his bushy, black hair tickle your face. You didn't know how long this impromptu cuddle session would last however after a few minutes he spoke up but it was not what you were expecting to hear.

'Y/n why do you love me?'

Shocked you turned his head to look at him in eyes. They were big, round and midnight black but they were also slightly red as if he had been crying. This must of been a very rough day for L almost never cried.

'Lawliet what do you mean why do I love you? I love you because you're the only person exactly like you in the world. I love how smart you are and how you use your intelligence to help people. Love everything about how you look especially your lovely soft hair. I love your laugh even though I don't get to hear it often. But most of all I just love you and there's no other way to say it.'

'Do you truly mean all those things he asked pulling you closer until your foreheads were touching. 'I mean every single word I said plus there are still so many more things I love about you that I could never express them all and I don't even know how to describe the love that I feel towards you. Don't you ever worry that I won't love you. Now come on let's take a nap I think that would do you good.

And so you did. You fell asleep in each others arms bathed in the afternoon sunlight. The last thing L thought before slipping into dreamland was that even thought he had his bad days he always knew he could rely on you to bring him back up.

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[amaya-writes]

hiii hiiii hiiiiii

your writing is gracious and i loooveee iiittt

i was wondering if i could please have a 𝕃 x reader + library au

thank you in advance if you decide do write thisss

Event Masterlist About The Event

Notes:

Warnings: n/a

Characters involved: L

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

The two of you were regulars at the same library.

That was the only reason why L even mustered up the courage to talk to you in the first place; because he had observed you long enough to deduct you weren't a threat to him.

Your love for literature was almost intoxicating, especially since it helped spark his own fondness that L had lost in his drive to purge the world of evil.

Something about the way you would so excitedly scan the shelves in search of a tome that would catch your eye and then devour its contents seated on that one red armchair near the bay windows was just so enthralling to him.

Perhaps it was how uncaring you were of the world around you; how you allowed yourself to get lost in pretty words and old pages as time marched on.

It didn't matter if the weather ran rampant on the other side of your window, it didn't matter how many hours and people passed you by.

The only you seemed to care about was the words before you. Something L couldn't help but find so awfully intriguing.

Before he knew it the raven-haired detective found himself memorising your library schedule and checking out the same books you did.

He found himself pouring over the pages you would so affectionately flip through and smiling at the very jokes you once giggled to.

L found himself delving into a part of a stranger's life that was so awfully intimate it felt almost illegal. For he might have not known your name or anything about you, but the little insight your choice in literature gave him was enough for him to figure out your personality.

Sometimes he would up the stakes and take a seat in the armchair beside you, reciprocating the small smiles you sent his way before turning to a novel of his own. Other times he would simply stand in the aisles and stare; a habit he had quickly dropped after a weird look from the elderly librarian passing him by.

Yet he never once dared to initiate conversation, for L was content with the way things were.

He was just the random guy you would sometimes see at the library, and you were his unsuspecting reading buddy.

It didn't matter that L would often spend hours thinking about you. Wondering what your favourite sweets were and whether you took your coffee like how he thought you would. Mulling over your favourite colours and whether that pair of black combat boots you often wore were your favourite shoes.

He never dared ask his questions, and there was something so enthralling about the mystery that came with it. Almost like a game of sorts. A game to try and figure you out without any interactions.

L should have known you would eventually be comfortable enough to speak to him, but he never once would have guessed the moment would come so soon.

"You should check out the prequel first."

He never would have guessed the soft whispered voice sweet as honey belonged to the very person L was fascinated by. But he supposed it made sense that someone like you sounded as intriguing as you looked.

"What?"

"The prequel. It's based five years before this one and features her brother as the main character but it's easier to understand the worldbuilding if you read it first."

L did in fact check out the prequel and mulled over your brief conversation for days after it.

The next time he went to the library he felt more hesitant to take a seat in the armchair beside you, perhaps it was because he knew you were going to initiate conversation.

You were more pleasant than he had given you credit for. Simply asking him whether he agreed with your sentiments and was enjoying his current read.

The two of you started talking a lot more after that.

Reading recommendations turned into rants about your favourite characters and picking up coffees from the cafe across the street.

Before he knew it, L didn't have to guess questions about what you were like outside of the library because you were there to provide him with answers.

He never dared tell you about his previous infatuation and you never suspected him of it.

Over time, you became more than just library buddies or reading partners. You swapped numbers and allowed your conversations to stray past the confines of the library's four walls.

L wasn't bold enough to make the first move, and you too seemed content with how things were, so he simply left it like that.

You were his library crush who didn't know it, and he was the reading buddy you always wanted. And he was fine with that.

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[attackurheart88]

“Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you really love me?”

“Yes.”

"Do you really really love me?”

They stop what they’re doing and turn to look at you. An audible sigh is heard.

“If I come over there and kiss you until your lips fall off will you shut up?”

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[ponury-grajek]

get into his head and under his skin

#death note #l lawliet #light yagami #lawlight #l x light #light x l #all I want for them is fluff and happiness #2137th art of the same two characters I'm sorry

[p0ssywhippedcream]

L strikes me as someone who has trouble sleeping (obviously) so after working really late into the night he would walk from his desk to your room and just tap on your head and ask if he can sleep in your room just because he finds your presence comforting

He knows you’re close but he doesn’t know if you’re that close. Honestly, you’re the first real friend he’s ever had and he doesn’t really understand the invisible rules of friendship.

He gets in your face, fixes your lopsided shirt and constantly plucks candy from your hands. I. return, you drag a finger along your lip and smear lipstick on his cheeks, ruffle his hair and “manhandle” him wherever he’s walking, pushing and pulling him every which way.

Neither one of you have very defined physical boundaries and neither one of you mind very much, even if your mouth-breathing on his neck gets annoying sometimes.

Today, you’d been particularly impressive with how much you’d provoked him. You’d taken a nap on his shoulder, which wouldn’t have bothered him so much except your drool traveled all the way from his collarbones to his crotch. You licked your hand and pushed his face away with it. You knocked over his marshmallow tower and worst of all, you ate the last slice of Ultimate Triple Double-Layered Chocolate Cake.

Despite all of this, when you yawned and hugged him goodnight, his mood dropped as you dramatically sashayed away. Light made a comment about finally being able to focus but L’s eyes followed you sadly as you ran into the door and cursed under your breath.

2 hours later, you were snoozing away in your room, one sock on and a baggy t-shirt halfway up your torso as your legs sag over the bed. Light has gone to bed and L’s brain just wouldn’t turn off no matter how hard he tried.

You rolled over and about tumbled over the edge of your mattress, your right foot stuck in blankets the only thing preventing it. L chuckled to himself.

You looked warm. The smooth expanse of your stomach looked soft. The little breathy gasps coming out of your mouth and the flayed out mess of your hair, he noted every detail of your sleeping form.

Then he stood up. He made his way up the elevator, down the hall and found himself at your door. He didn’t want to wake you but out of habit, his knuckles tapped lightly on the wood anyway.

Silence but the sound of your breathing from within. L pushed the door open. Closed it. Softly padded over to your low bed.

Then he knocked on your forehead. Gently but nonetheless knocking like he wanted to be let into your mind.

“Y/n… Y/n…”

“Mmmmm…”

“Y/n…” He said a bit more urgently, a whisper yell.

“Mmmm.. wh-what..?” Your eyes were still closed and he was still knocking.

“Can I sleep with you?”

“What?” You made a confused face and blinked a few times.

“In your bed, can I sleep with you?”

“That doesn’t make it any better… You want to have sex with me?” You mumble and plant a hand to sit up on, pushing your face into his as you yawn the sleep away.

“No, not sexual intercourse! I just-… Can I sleep beside you?” He rephrased quickly, his panicked whispers hot on your face.

You grunted and reached up to fist his collar. With another yawn and a groan, you tugged his body down to the bed with shocking strength. He landed above you and bounced a little on the bed.

He was about to say something really smart like “Uh nuh” when you shoved him to the side and he landed on his back. Your bed was really warm and so were you, his hand was draped over your waist still and he sighed breathily.

L felt a lot of things currently. He felt hot, like really hot and nervous. He felt comfortable, because both your bed and you were way softer than he imagined. He felt intrusive, like he wondered into one of your intimate dreams and become a mismatched part of it. And he felt so, so happy.

He shifted a little closer to you, his thighs touching the back of yours and he breathed in the scent of your hair. He felt your heartbeat with his right hand still on your torso, he felt your breathing too. Then he realized you’d fallen back asleep, your airy snores resumed easily.

His hand twitched and he held you a little tighter. He was allowed into this good, comfortable moment. He was going to enjoy this good, comfortable moment because he knew this was the only time he’d ever have it, just as it is.

You smelled good. You moved and his hands were full of beautiful goodness. You were close. His nose on your neck, his eyes searching for your face in the unforgiving dark and his lips puffing out pathetic whimpers.

L eventually fell asleep eternally grateful for this gift from the universe; a gift of a moment with someone he didn’t deserve. He would clutch and have this moment for all it’s worth, he would have you for all you’d give him.

The next morning, you noticed the back of your shirt was wet and the front of it was balled tightly in scared, gentle hands.

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[colourstreakgryffin]

asks are open!😘 How would L lawliet react with a shy I mean very shy girlfriend shes short about 5'2. And recently joined the task force to help her boyfriend

💕L💕

Omllll yeeessss! Another Death Note request! Let’s go, I like L too and I was waiting for him! Let’s do it!

Lawliet L

L was very against you trying to join the Task Force. This is definitely the most dangerous case in human history and you’re the last person he wants to risk to try solve it. He doesn’t care to risk his own life, but not yours

When L loves something or someone, it’s permanent and it’s strong, he was very against Watari joining, but he knows he needs Watari and the older man is not as included. L is a stubborn man and he won’t fold to your persistence

How did you manage to get onto the Task Force? L had no choice but to let you join, Light already seen you and his hands were tied by the members thinking a new Detective has joined. He couldn’t fly you out since it’d draw far too much suspicion. For the first time ever, the world’s best detective was stunned as he had to agree on terms he didn’t make

L supposes he doesn’t really mind having you around, it’s bad but not as bad. You’re intelligent, your skilled and you know how to handle yourself. Though, he isn’t a fan of you being apart of the Kira case for obvious reasons

Repeat it, L loves short girls so his significant other being shorter than him is like his actual dream. They are cuddle-sized and easy to keep track off. Even with how hunched he is, L is still packing quite the height and he towers you so suspect him to rest his chin on your head

“Aaah~ my favourite pillow has arrived. I am aware that I’m using your head as a headrest, you’re a suitable ‘small bean’ for the task. Why yes, I do remember what people your height are called and I’m called a ‘beanstalk’”

L is not a teaser about height, he’s a helper. You’re struggling to reach something high, he’ll get it for you. He will analyse the situation and suggest using a step next-time but at the end of the situation, he’ll help in anyway he can

L is a introvert so he understands your overall timidity. If you don’t want to be around the others, he will set up a private room for you that none of the members can access, including him if wanted. He has the money and power to do whatever the fuck he wants, and he is the spoiling type of boyfriend

Yes, I mean that L would send you money if you need it, he will rush around the headquarters to find your favourite blanket, he’s out the door the moment you mention a milkshake you’re carving. He will do stuff for you since you do so much for him, by merely being apart of his life and changing from him a glorified machine to a real human

The way you shyly approach him and Light to hand over the documentation files Watari gave to you whilst he was baking, is just so cute. Internal L is laying on the floor joyous at how adorable you behave, whilst external is politely thanking you

L isn’t built with any muscles(besides dem legs for real) but he isn’t above being protective over you, because he is. Light scared you with that one time he impersonated Kira to a horrifyingly good degree, L is gonna calmly argue with him then get into a fight

“Light. Could you please silence your strangely accurate impersonation of Kira. You’re frightening Dokusha— Hm? What reason do I have to ask of such a request? Well. She’s my partner in business and in life, she is important. Don’t do anything like that again”

L is slowly growing accustom to affection, please give him a break if he doesn’t respond or give it back. He does like it, he just isn’t trained nor knowledgeable enough in couple things. He puts research on those topics into his list so he can do better for you

Though, nobody else can do these things with L. Hold his hand, brush his hair, hug him. Nothing like that is allowed for anybody besides you and well to a degree, Watari but that’s different. You are always allowed in his private research room, most of the time, he wants you there besides him as he works

A cute weird thing L lets you do is latch onto his back. He does have a BAD back from the ten+ years of hunching but he loves feeling you clung onto him like a Koala. You are too shy to do it around the members but that won’t stop L from throwing you onto his back himself. He misses it

L keeps track of everything you like, do and more. He basically has a encyclopaedia of you and can recall every little detail. To him, knowing you like the process of scrubbing through hours worth of camera footage, is important as it shows how devoted he is to you

So tell him everything. He won’t forget any piece of info and he’ll write it down later as a needed backup, like he does for everything else non-Dokusha related. There’s two parts of his mind; Detective and Dokusha. He likes the Dokusha section a lot more

L is very loyal. Do you think he has anybody else waiting? Most women call him a freak for his looks and/or behaviour. You’re his one and only, he can’t throw you away, he just wants you sat besides him all the time. Where he can turn around and know you’re still with him

L shares his sweets with you more, as compared to somebody like Light, and you know he’ll get Watari to deliver whatever you want, whilst the other members get only what L requests for them. You are treated specially and he could care less that it makes him seem favouritistic, he is

L has a habit of mimicking you, kinda like a child. He follows you since your word is a lot more trustworthy. When you eat vegetables and meats with a smiley reaction, he is eating it too whilst waiting for your praise (Watari would struggle here, and he is a bit frustrated that his son listens to his gf, not his father

“Good morning— hm? I seem frustrated. Well… I am. Why is that? Don’t pretend like you don’t know the answer to that question, Dokusha. Yes, yes. I understand you fully. You don’t want me to die but this is my profession, and you shouldn’t be apart of this case. It’s too dangerous, you know how intense my feelings for you are”

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[caramelarchive]

could I request something like the reader deciding to give L a lil massage. It started out in their head as smth sweet/relaxing until it became high-key concerning cuz every press of their hands draws out a deafening crack

Let's Try a Massage ╾ L

BAHHAHAHAHHAA the fact that this is not somehow canon is a crime, I cannot. anyway, thanks for asking! let's go! I have moved to my main @lawlietscaramels please follow there for new content!

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"Boo," you say, coming up behind L to rest your hands on his shoulders and your head besides his. He gives a quick hum of acknowledgement and you peck his cheek.

"Hello, there." After a minute, he turns away from the computer's bright screen, rubbing his eyes and rolling his shoulders as he turns to look at you. L gives a yawn, one of the rare signs he trusts and loves you enough to let his stoic guard down, and blinks sleepily at you.

Your hands brush along his shoulders.

"Ready to take a break yet?" you tease gently, poking at his neck.

"I suppose so." L turns back towards his computer, one finger tapping against the j key and the other prodding at his lip. "I don't think I can do anything else at the moment," he decides, and turns the monitor off, scooping a forkful of cake into his mouth as he does so. "Did you want something?"

L spins his chair around to face you at this question, his head tilting up as he peers at you from the seat. One of his hands reaches up to rub at his shoulder and he gives a cross groan, not breaking eye contact.

"...Did you want something?" you ask, smiling and poking at his shoulders. L groans again and bats your hands away.

"I am simply a little sore."

You grin as a wonderful idea comes into your head: something sweet and cute, to help L relax after yet another long day of hard work.

"In that case, I can help!"

It's a difficult feat to pick L up, so you just roll his chair over to the couch and push him onto the cushions.

The detective turns his head to the side, so he is able to keep his eyes on you, but does not make any move to protest. L just shifts around a little, groaning unhappily, and waits for you to do... whatever it is you're going to do.

Pressing your hands together for a minute to warm them up, you eye your partner up and down.

...Definitely, a massage is required here.

You decide to plonk yourself down on his back for easy access, your hands reaching up to L's shoulders. Your fingers probe into the skin and L gives a small sigh of gratitude. A smile spreads across your face, as you're obviously able to remove some of the stress he has placed on his body by scrunching it into a ball all of the time.

And then a crunch.

You almost fall onto the floor, scared out of your wits. "L! The human body should not make that noise!"

"My apologies."

You sigh and stroke his hair for a moment. "I think this proves that you need some sort of assistance with your back, my love."

The gesture, which you thought to be sweet, becomes more and more concerning as you continued. Wherever you place your hands, there is a dramatic crunch, a crack, all very loud and very not normal.

"L, when was the last time you saw a doctor? Or an acupuncturist or a chiropractor or a physiotherapist?"

He just shakes his head.

You press your hands into his back and it cracks in protest. You take your hands off him and wring them in dismay.

"I just wanted to give you a massage, and now you sound like a whip-person..."

L gives a little chuckle. "Yes... Perhaps a different approach is in order, my dear Y/N." He shifts again, turning to look at you once more.

"I'll run you a bath."

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𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙 ˏˋ⋆˖⁺˖⁀➷ 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 + 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜

what if I wrote a little bath scene? nothing nsft as I have said but I mean,, rose petals in the water, bringing in a rubber ducky or a plastic ship... lemme know if you want that as a part two!!

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