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@arsoned
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me , doin a jig : SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHI
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XIII . @gcdli
ˊˊ HEH -- WHAT’S THAT LOOK FOR ?? ˋˋ a colorful , expressive tone so normally drenched in lighter hues now DIPS , rumbling low and eerie from the chasms of vocal cords , matched pointedly with a twisting grin , stitches and scar tissue stretching to accommodate . ˊˊ do i have something on my face ?? ˋˋ
XIII . @ixrath
ˊˊ you can’t expect to stay under the radar like this forever , you know . there’s BLOOD in the water , m - i - h - a - e - l . . . ˋˋ each letter is punctuated by a short pause , emphasis placed of the true scandal surrounding such a concealed title . flaunting is something he’s remarkably good at - especially when it comes to a perfect , deadly secret .
and he’s a CONSTANT nagging when he’s bored like this . paranoia personified , he wanders aimlessly about the mafia headquarters , watching the other with a fixated , acute kind of interest . do something exciting , the look urges , a nudging , wicked amusement brewing there . perhaps he just may see the other sweat a little . . .
ˊˊ they’ll sniff you out eventually . ˋˋ
me , doin a jig : SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHINIGAMI VERSE SHI
VICTIM ?
DIGITS GRAZE THE COVER OF the black notebook on the ground , a gentle tug pulls it into his fingers , index and thumb clenching it together as he moves to pinch the cover instead , allowing it to fall open and reveal the inside cover. ( ANY HUMAN WHO’S NAME IS WRITTEN IN THIS NOTEBOOK WILL DIE. ) it doesn’t take the detective long to dismiss it , gently going to set it down before pausing.
BUT , WHAT IF IT DID work ?? movement reversed , he brings the book back up to his face and scans the rules , committing them to memory as his free hand comes up to place a nail hovering in his mouth , which he promptly bites down upon. “ why would someone make this , if it was a joke ?? ” / @arsoned.
FROM A DISTANCE , it’d be only too easy to miss out -- to blink for too long , or to catch a ray of sun to obscure his vision , or to be the unfortunate victim of a stray eyelash ( ha -- as though eyelashes would belong amongst rings of charred , stitched flesh encircling eyes . ) and yet -- he’s there as it happens ! so suddenly , narrow , lithe fingers pluck his note from the earth , engendering a sequence of sparks to dance across facial expression .
there’s a shift . now , intrigue lives in the air -- a presence in and of itself , drooping itself over his consciousness just as he droops half-over the edge of the hotel side door’s awning . it breathes down the back of his neck , and limbs untangle themselves from the inhuman , grotesque knots and gnarls they’d somehow twisted themselves into . the gesture , of course , does not go on without the sickeningly loud crunch of bones cracking , snapping , griiiinding back into place .
by the time the other has returned for the note a second time , he’s dropped down behind him , hands lax and crammed into front pockets . the DRAWL that calls out is flat , dragging , and strangely sinister in nature .
ˊˊ talk about ‘ gallows humor ’ , huh ?? ˋˋ
THE GOD(DESS) SPEAKS IN TONGUES. death note au ! first kira amane misa / second kira l lawliet. by rae and gem.
listen yall.... i love pinterest so much like....u bet if im rping a character, if im sporting a ship!!! there’s a board for it goddamnit!!
“ you’re not actually considering this. ”
---- meme . ( open ! )
on the contrary, he actually WAS , in fact , considering ‘ this ’ -- this , of course , being the question of breaking into noah macallen’s old , shitty excuse for a barn just a mile or so away with the intentions of looting around for anything interesting enough worth TAKING .
he’d explained the idea to her with a DISTANT look in those eyes . while detailing the stranger habits of mr . macallen and his schedule , and therefore his subsequent tendency to neglect visiting the rotted shack for days at a time , those wide , dark-brimmed eyes had simply stared off , STATIC and distant . it’s a frequent pattern of his , to gaze into the distance as though his mind were thousands of miles away from the conversation at hand - which , in all fairness , it usually was . ‘ it’d be too easy - almost insulting not to, ’ he had mumbled ever so softly . . .
but then he blinks , and those wicked lips twist up into a sugary sweet grin , beaming down at her . ˊˊ don’t be ridiculous. that’d be breaking and entering, which is against the LAW. ˋˋ
i know by now you understand you’re but a PAWN upon a board, i’ve won the game but never gave up half my years. life will CONTINUE just the way i’ve always planned. let the cold, hard justice crash the system! i’ve always stayed a step ahead, but you were with me the whole WAY, until i played upon a shinigami’s fears. for misa’s love, she wrote your name then left upon a BREEZE into the sands of dust and darkness. this is the way it ends now! my POWER just extends now! rem has written, you will write no more! i’ve simply let you play your part! don’t you see that you will DIE today? this is the way it ends now! see it blazing, hear it drumming. feel how a minute spends now when you wish you had a minute MORE, a minute more!
light
OF COURSE IT HAD TO BE HIM . anyone else would have been so much better ! light had t h o u g h t it was one of the little ones come to ask him to chase the monster out from under their bed - like sayu used to … before … light quickly banished that thought before it could cloud his face in misery . he couldn ‘ t appear WEAK , not before this one at least .
“ reading , actually . you should try it some time . it ‘ s far more interesting than disturbing people in the middle of the night . ”
light stood in the doorway , blocking the other boy from entering .
ˊˊ ‘ DISTURBING people ? ’ you’re feeling disturbed ? ˋˋ he asks , wide eyes drooping larger by the second . the longer he STARES at him , the more they grow grotesquely rounded and absurdly , corpse-ishly hollow. with the way he looks at him , all of those tiny little blood vessels running through sclera’s seem like the only real proof of LIFE there . he looks at the younger almost as though he could see through those pupils directly to his tar black soul .
( NO -- letters and numbers bob and twist in mid - air above the other’s head like buoys hugging the crest of a tide . light yagami’s soul isn’t tar black - it’s the deep , rusty red of dried blood . )
abruptly , there is some degree of WELCOMING to his atmosphere that hadn’t been there a moment earlier . some might even dare to call it charming , if they were the type to enjoy the underhanded , off - putting aura some people tended to give off .
ˊˊ -- because that’d be quite the SHAME , considering i came to proposition you for help . ˋˋ
'beg.' ( IF THIS ONE DOESNT WORK LMK ILL SEND A DIFF ONE )
prompt. // from: @arsoned.
crimson leaks from the injuries on his head just as it stopped in the hearts of the victims whose names where unlucky enough to receive the “ justice “ of kira. eyes full of the same pain and suffering that must’ve been present when hearts came to a halt in the vile scum that kira targeted. and yet the man whom decided to play himself a god, a deity, remained at the feet of a man whose visage struck him as so familiar but with a persona anything but.
( beg ) the man demands from light, in the same manner light had demanded from those who took action alongside his poor, tragic self. oh, how god falls from the grace of heaven’s LIGHT so easily, placed at the feet of a man exactly as the ones he despised with all of his being.
“ how… how about you go to hell instead… !! ” tone rising in intensity as a desperate cough escapes light’s mouth, the same crimson from his head dripping from his pink lips. “ i’d rather die before i beg for anything from someone like YOU. ”
angst & post-angst sentences. feel free to change diction, pronouns, and the like around to make the sentences more suitable. these sentences are kept vague to imply but avoid mentioning specific triggers besides death—feel free to mention specifics in your ask.
“ don’t touch him! ”
“ please, don’t hurt _____! ”
“ i had nothing to do with that. ”
“ is this my fault? ”
“ you lied to me. ”
“ [name]? —oh, i’m hallucinating. ”
“ she’ll never hurt you again. ”
“ did you kill him? ”
“ you have to stop this. ”
“ it’s been weeks. is it not getting easier? ”
“ i just need to know that something’s real. ”
“ you can resist it. you have to. ”
“ i’m sorry, i thought i saw—… ”
“ every day you’re becoming more like her. ”
“ if i go, he’ll leave you alone. ”
“ you can’t tell ____ that i’m doing this. ”
“ we’re gonna see each other again, right? right? ”
“ she’s not you. ”
“ i can’t hurt him. ”
“ i don’t feel like the same person i was before it happened. ”
“ she’ll go through you to get to me. ”
“ it’s nothing personal. ”
“ you can’t expect me to believe nothing happened, not when you flinch everytime something touches you. ”
“ i thought you knew. ”
“ please, don’t trust me. ”
“ he was just a kid. ”
“ i need you more than you need me. ”
“ if you really wanted to help, you would leave. ”
“ i needed to make it stop. ”
“ do anything she says, don’t give her a reason to hurt you. ”
“ you really don’t remember. _____, you tried to kill me. ”
“ have you ever seen the life leave someone’s eyes? ”
“ i know you can’t talk about it, but i’m going to stay with you regardless. ”
“ hey, everything okay? [name]? [name]! ”
“ you died. ”
“ i deserved worse. ”
“ you never came. ”
“ you would’ve let me die. ”
“ beg. ”
“ the problem is you keep thinking i’m a good person. ”
“ it’s not about me, anymore. ”
“ please tell me he’s lying to me. ”
“ you’re not actually considering this. ”
“ look me in the eyes and say that again. ”
“ you have no right. ”
“ i don’t believe you. ”
“ i love you. i’m sorry. ”
-- lately, my hands - they don’t feel like MINE. ”
light
LIGHT HADN ‘ T EXPECTED THE NOISE , he ‘ d been studying that case again , the one that ruined his life . startled by the sudden interruption , light had nearly fallen out of his chair . he shuffled the papers back into their file and stuck them in his desk drawer before locking it and sticking the key into the bottom of his shoe for safe - keeping .
it was getting late , who would be bothering him at this hour … ? either way , he might as well let them in since they ‘ d already interrupted him , whoever they were . “ can ‘ t sleep ? ” he asked , almost mockingly , pulling open the door .
the greeting he receives is tongue-in-cheek, a condescension delivered sneakily, like POISON to a chalice. beyond drinks with glee - that is, his words earn a leering grin, crooked and jagged at the edges, as though someone had stolen a smile from someone else and haphazardly pasted it into his face. his presence is off-putting by nature.
-- au contraire - i find it’s these late hours of the night where all of the most INTERESTING things happen. ”
he cranes his neck awkwardly to the side to make a rude attempt to peer into light’s room. seeing the light emitting from his desk, his voice rings with the same snideness he’d been given. -- studying ? there’s no need to, you know - we all already think you’re SMART. ”
@gcdli .
he shows up here without intending to, and yet - it’s this peer’s doorstep, no one else’s, that he finds himself at in the late hours of the evening, long after roger had crawled off to bed. curiosity killed the cat, he reminds himself with a smile, and knocks softly, mutedly, on the other’s door.