three child prodigies visit the beach together
i saw there‘s a wammys week going around hmm? 👀
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@wammyweek Day 7: wounds/recovery
Game night with the boys
They’re doing alright and getting along just fine,
afterward they settled in for a movie 🎥 🍿☺️
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Day 7 of @wammyweek : Wounds/Recovery
I don't know how this is going to help me but people insisted that I should give it a try.
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PROMPTS:
Day 1 - Family/orphan
Day 2 - An eye for an Eye
Day 3 - Photography/Photograph
Day 4 - OC/Free Day
Day 5 - Friend/Enemy
Day 6 - Laughter/Tears
Day 7 - Wounds/Recovery
RULES:
Submissions may include: Fan fics, fan art, cosplay, aesthetic/mood boards, fan edits, Headcanons, etc. All content must be original.
NSFW Content should be under a cut or linked from another site. (AO3, Deviant Art, etc.)
PLEASE REMEMBER trigger warnings! NSFW content is not limited to “spicy” content and should include violence, gore, abuse, blood, language, etc.
You do not have to create for every prompt to participate! You can do one day or all days or whatever you like! It’s up to you!
Please tag your submissions #Wammy Week 2021 or @WammyWeek so we can see it and reblog you!
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For @wammyweek, Day 6: Laughter/Tears
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@wammyweek Day 1- Family/orphan
There were not many taboo subjects among the children of Wammy’s House, but there was a tacit agreement that nobody who remembered their parents or their lives in the ‘before times’ ever mentioned it. It might have started out of courtesy for those who didn’t remember mothers and fathers and bedtime stories and birthday parties, or had never really had any of that. Or it might have been too painful for those who could remember, snuffing the realization they’d never have it again. No one was adopted out of Wammy’s House. No remnants of family ever visited. You came here alone and eventually, you left alone.
As for where they all came from, the orphans might have well had their own mythology, as if they clawed their way up from the seaside cliffs like the first terrestrial creatures. The evolution that mattered would happen here, on the dry land of Wammy’s, and the watery past was best left in darkness. And they were all evolving towards one thing, one apex. L. The lines to follow were clear, the environmental pressures identical and escalating. Of course, most would never reach that end, but it was the struggle that mattered, so Wammy would so often say.
But what happens to a child who grows up in such a way? In their Natural History classes they learned of isolated ecosystems, organisms perfectly suited to the specific and non-reproducible niches of islands or deep caves. In these habitats, a creature might thrive and grow— but what happens when the island becomes the world and a cave is opened to broad daylight? What happens when nature has been forgotten and nurture was withheld? The most successful example carries the island within him and molds a cave around him, turning away from what sustains—sleep, food, companionship—clawing up new and ever-higher cliffs to forget the watery past.
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@wammyweek 2021 - Day 6 - Laughter/Tears
Because why not do both? Also everyone else seems to be going for an angsty approach to this prompt, may as well!
Fun Fact, in the entire time I drew this, I only happened to be listening to these two songs on loop, which if you kinda think about it, they sorta fit for BB??
INSANE - by Black Gryph0n & Baasik
WELCOME HOME - Metal cover by Caleb Hyles
(apparently both songs with all-cap titles. huh.)
Time Taken: 3:40 hours
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day 3 photography
collage of pictures matt and mello would take of each other
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Punishment
Day 2: An eye for an eye
Rating: T
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B paced around the cell, idly inspecting his nails. He’d been in this hole for about a year now. Although his burns were scarred and raised, ugly against his skin, he wasn’t in danger of dying. He’d even astounded the doctors with his rapid recovery. A guard roughly called.
“Beyond Birthday. You have a visitor.”
B had to stop himself from rolling his eyes as he was roughly shoved towards visitation. Of course L had made sure visitation was otherwise empty.
As he sat on one side of the glass, B looked at L. At cold grey eyes that seemed to see right through him. He chuckled airily.
“Come for my professional opinion again? You know, I should start charging.”
L stared at B, his eyes narrowed and mistrustful. The detective quietly held up a series of photos. His voice was carefully robotic... B hated when he couldn’t detect the man’s emotions.
“These three men are suspects in an international arms deal. I have their aliases, but I can’t find much beyond that.”
B looked down at the pictures, the men’s real names floating above their heads. He chuckled lowly.
“Mm, an eye for an eye, Lawli. I give you my eyes-”
“I commute your sentence,” L finished with a sigh.
Already, B’s sentence had been commuted over time from execution to fifty years. L tilted his head cockily.
“Although I’m not sure if that expression would apply here. ‘An eye for an eye’ is a suffer that the victim returns to their antagonizer. I never hurt you. You did this to yourself.”
B’s eyes flashed with hate and rage, his entire body tensing. Slamming his hands against the glass, it just infuriated him more when L never flinched.
“You did wrong me,” he hissed, eyes narrowed. “my entire childhood. You stole my childhood to make me like you.” His lips curled. “Your punishment is that you need to use me without ever knowing how I got my gift. Living with the knowledge that because of my gift, I have something that you don’t.”
B press his temple against the glass, insanity sparking behind his gaze.
“I should’ve been L. My gift makes me a better detective... your punishment is that I surpass you.”
L’s expression never changed. It never faltered or wavered. But B could tell. B could see the storm brewing beneath the cool exterior. The competitiveness and need to be the best desperate and jealous of what B had. L slowly stood, meeting the man’s gaze directly.
His voice was eerily steady, but it didn’t fool B. No... nothing about L could fool B.
“Five years reduced for the names. Now.”
B grinned darkly.
“Of course. Happy to do business with you.”
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"Matt doesn’t much like trouble, but doesn’t much like bullies, either.
Mello happens to be both."
Day 1 for @wammyweek: Family/Orphan
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Wammy Week 2021- Laughter/Tears
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Death Note (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Matt | Mail Jeevas/Mello | Mihael Keehl
Characters: Mello | Mihael Keehl, Matt | Mail Jeevas, Roger Ruvie, Implied/Referenced Beyond Birthday
Additional Tags: One Shot, Non-Linear Narrative, Really really fluffy for the first half, and then boom, Angst galore, Matt/Mello if you squint, Fluff and Angst, Mello needs therapy, Wammy Week 2021
Series: Part 5 of Wammy's Week 2021, Part 3 of Matt/Mello Character Studies/One-Shots
Summary:
Matt heard him screaming what surely must have been curse words in his native language behind him, his footsteps becoming heavier and his breathing more erratic as he pushed other kids out of his way to chase him.
He was dead for sure.
But even as a nine-year-old, Matt loved the rush of adrenaline.
Wammy Week day 5: Friend/Enemy
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For @wammyweek 2021, Day 4: OC/Free Day
My oc Maria with Mello.
I wanted to participate at least for one day since I won’t be able to do the entire week, plus was a chance to redraw one of my ocs.
Inspired by this
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Day 6 of @wammyweek : Laughter/Tears
Learning about the death of your friend through breaking news
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Day 3: Photography/Photograph
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