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[l0relaii]

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[frederickchiltonsdivacup]

I'm gonna go check on my WIP. just in case it wrote itself while I was gone. You never know.

[sun-spider13]

he’s so beautiful i need him inside me <3

[l0relaii]

pairing: light yagami x jigsaw!reader

summary: misa’s obsession becomes a threat you can no longer ignore. acting in secret, you steal a page from light’s death note and set your game into motion. with two chosen subjects and a trap designed just for her, you take control for the first time.

content warnings: kidnapping, violence, death, dark themes, nudity, implied sexual content

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

it was an obsession wrapped in devotion. and devotion without control is chaos.

you decided right then and there that this obsession must cease, and you would be the one to stop her.

not out of spite, but because someone had to take control before she hurt herself in ways she couldn’t see coming. and if that burden fell on you, then so be it.

you decided that you couldn't tell light about your plan. your first act of defiance needed to be kept a secret.

at last you were acting without his orders. you were empowered, no longer a shadow moving at someone else’s command but a force driven by your own conviction.

for the first time, the weight of his influence slipped from your shoulders, and the world felt startlingly quiet.

quiet enough for you to hear your own reasoning, your own resolve. misa’s obsession had grown far beyond anything light could control.

and you understood what he refused to see: if no one intervened, she would destroy everything you've built.

when you play such a dangerous game you either win, or you die. there is no middle ground.

and you didn't work so hard just to get caught because of a stupid girl's mistakes.

stupid, but nevertheless beautiful. you had the perfect trap prepared for her.

it would be such a shame if her beauty went to waste, wouldn't it?

light told you about rem, misa's shinigami. how he was warned that if misa's life would be put in danger, she wouldn't hesitate to kill him.

that's why you had to be more careful now than ever.

you needed someone to kidnap misa, but you couldn't risk your loyal engineer's life.

you needed a bait for rem.

that's why you waited for light to fall asleep, exhausted from the shameless interrogation you put him through that night.

now you could have a little conversation with ryuk.

ryuk perked up immediately from where he lurked in the shadows.

you bent down to pick up light’s discarded shirt from the floor. you hissed feeling your sore thighs betraying you.

you slipped it over your shoulders in an attempt to cover yourself. it hung loose, not being able to cover your aching hips. you could still feel light's grip on you.

you remember the look he had in his eyes while you were bouncing in his lap.

pleading. vulnerable.

a look he only gave to you.

you slowly walked towards his desk looking for your bag. you opened it, rummaging for a moment, and pulled out a perfect red apple.

“hey, ryuk, wanna eat an apple?”

ryuk turned his head in that slow, owl-like way of his. the grin he wore seemed carved into place, but it widened anyway.

“oooh?”

he floated closer, wings rustling.

“you’re being generous today.”

“i need information.”

you replied, rolling the apple across your fingertips.

he snorted, a crackling, gravelly sound.

“you humans always think bribery works on me.. "

"so you don't want it?"

“nah. not in the mood.”

he said, pretending to be unimpressed.

you blinked at him.

“.. really?”

he turned away with a dismissive flick of his wings.

“not unless it’s worth my time.”

fine. two could play that game.

you lifted the apple to your lips and took a slow, loud bite. ryuk’s shoulders twitched.

you chewed deliberately, eyes locked on him, and took another bite, this one even slower.

his wings flared slightly. he couldn't take it anymore, and you knew it.

you smiled innocently and took a third bite, letting the juice trail down your fingers just to torture him.

"hmm.. this one's really good.. sweet and.. juicy.. just how you like 'em.. such a shame you can't take a bite.."

ryuk let out a frustrated groan before he plucked the apple from your hand with long, skeletal fingers.

you leaned against light’s desk, shirt slipping off one shoulder.

“so tell me, what happens if two people write two different deaths for the same human? which one wins?”

you asked, watching him devour the fruit with messy enthusiasm.

“ooh. now that’s a fun question. the first written death takes priority. you can’t overwrite fate after it’s set.”

perfect.

"you’re planning something. something messy.”

you slipped your arms fully into light’s shirt, buttoning only the middle button, letting the rest hang open.

“i’m choosing a bait for rem.”

ryuk cackled, licking apple juice from his claws while you opened the drawer where light kept his death note, careful not to trigger the mechanism that would burn it.

the god of death finished the apple behind you, loud, greedy crunches echoing off the walls.

you touched the cover gently before flipping it open.

“oh?”

ryuk drifted closer, red eyes widening with amusement.

“light’s not gonna like you touching that.”

you ignored him.

your fingers slid to the back, past the filled pages, past light’s meticulous handwriting, until you found a blank sheet.

you pinched the corner.

ryuk froze mid-hover.

“…you wouldn’t dare.”

you ripped the page out, clean, deliberate.

“he’s really not gonna like that.”

you folded the page slowly, tucking it into your bag, then you turned to ryuk, expression calm, voice soft but edged.

“this is our little secret. and it better remain a secret if you want any more apples.”

you said, tapping where the page rested nestled in your bag.

ryuk leaned forward, fascinated.

“your boyfriend doesn’t know?”

“no, and he won’t find out. not yet.”

“ooh, sneaky.”

ryuk’s grin widened unnaturally.

“and what are you going to do with it?”

“i’m going to choose a name, a man who will kidnap misa. rem will sense danger. she will panic. she’ll do anything to protect misa.”

“and you’ll be the one who wrote the name first, so whatever rem tries to change won’t matter.”

“exactly.”

ryuk floated beside you, shivering with excitement.

this game required precision.

misa was the centerpiece, the one who needed to be shaped, corrected.

but a trap like the one you designed for her needed bodies to turn its gears on.

a man whose life you would rewrite with a single stroke of the hidden page.

a man who wouldn’t act on his own, but would obey fate as the death note tugged invisible strings through his mind.

he would take misa from the street, he would bring her to the abandoned house you chose and place her in the trap.

and when his role was complete his death would come exactly as you wrote it.

you would prove to light that you understood his judgment.

that you were willing to defile yourself and sacrifice one soul for the deliverance of others.

you also needed a second person. the one misa would have to cut through to save herself before the timer stopped.

you had two names picked out.

one of a man you found while combing through police records forgotten by light's father at home.

the kidnapper. a petty stalker with a violent history toward idols, the type who’d already been caught harassing women at events.

and the key bearer. a criminal with a record that stretched back to his teenage years, now bedridden with an incurable disease that was slowly killing him.

the events played out exactly as you intended.

your apprentice made the sick criminal swallow the key and an obscene amount of sleeping pills after taking him to the room where the trial would begin a few hours later.

you wrote the man's name on the stolen piece of paper, detailing how he would kidnap misa, place her in the trap beside the corpse brought in by the engineer earlier.

after that he'd leave the house and die in a hidden place never to be found by anyone.

"hello, misa. you don't know me, but i know you. i want to play a game. here's what happens if you lose.

the device you're wearing is hooked into your upper and lower jaws. when the timer on the back goes off your mouth will be permanently ripped open. think of it like a reverse bear trap.

there's only one key to open the device. it's in the stomach of your dead cell mate.

look around misa, know that i'm not lying. you better hurry up.

live or die? make your choice."

[l0relaii]

what is your age limit you put minors dni in you're bio and different places have different ideas on what a minor is

18

[l0relaii]

🦄🦄

My phone is insanely slow pls ignore typos tysmily

Okay like I Don't Want to bug you too much AT ALL (i just read through and there is a shit ton of stuff here omfg im sorry dude) so if this is annoying just ignore this... but I am autistic and tend to hyperfixate on things and people and omg idk if this is creepy or not I'm SO SO sorry if it is but I've hyperfixated on your writinf and it is ALL I csn think about but like you not posting because you're busy is literally fine I don't get why people get mad at their fav writers when they're busy... like that's not going to help esp when it's. About like bad mental health. Genuinely insane

okay back on topic but so is it that you wanted me to send you asks and then you can pick whichever one is like most interesting or like idk "motivating" to write? If I am like completely bombarding you pls pls pls just give me like a small response saying youre busy or maybe you could put like a little unicorn with like an explosion or somethg somewhere on your blog like "🦄💣" idk it might notmatch everything you've got on here

Holy shit I wrote a lot okay

Tldr, I like your writing wanted to know if I should send all my chris asks now or one after the other because I didn't want to bombard you. You don't need to reply to this but it would be nice to have some kind of confirmation so I don't have to check like a hundred times 🦄🦄🦄

anon i love you atp you can just text me if you wanna chat

pls send your ideas one by one so i can try to write them separately!!

[l0relaii]

pairing: light yagami x jigsaw!reader

summary: your first tests fail, leaving the victims unchanged. then someone new appears, the second kira. reckless, devoted, and dangerously obsessed with light. in a game of obsession, judgment, and power, who would win?

content warnings: sexual content, sexualized power dynamics, psychological manipulation, death, moral ambiguity, dark themes, misogyny

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 5

just as you expected, your first test subject failed. he refused to follow your advice and he met his impending doom.

not because the trap was impossible.

not because he was doomed from the start, but because he panicked.

because the moment he was forced to face himself with no audience,he reverted to the same hollow desperation he’d always used as a shield.

he begged, he shouted, he cried for someone to hear him.

but the room stayed silent.

empty.

indifferent.

the next few days flew by. your tests continued thanks to the devoted man helping you build a new world.

but with no result.

none of the victims emerge changed from the traps you set, the twisted games you put them through.

they all die in the same misery they've lived their whole lives in.

"i told you that there is no other way for these people. they do not understand the complexity of redemption, and they don't even deserve it, don't you see? this is just a waste of time."

"you think that's going to stop me?"

"of course not, i just want you to-"

"it's just a matter of time before someone manages to win the game. you'll see, my methods will prevail."

he doesn't give you any answer. but you see the doubt in his eyes.

and it sickens you. it enrages you.

not once have you doubted him in his quest of cleansing the world of all the miserable criminals, but he dares to question your actions?

your argument dies down quickly. even though you're still mad at him you can't bring yourself to confront him further, and he doesn't dare to provoke you.

he tries to be gentle with you. he tries to understand your need for changing these people.

why even bother when he has all the power in the world? when he can just end their lives with a simple piece of paper?

he thinks he'll never be able to understand your ways, your divine acts of retribution.

the way you desperately cling to the idea that these people can eventually change is a mystery to him.

you posses a soft heart, like most women do. you're incapable of the cruelty of his judgment.

but there is someone who seems to thrive in it.

it started with whispers.

then with headlines.

then with deaths written in a handwriting that wasn’t light’s.

a second kira.

louder. messier. hungry for attention.

all of the flashy deaths. the dramatic messages. the absolute lack of subtlety.

she was going to expose everything.

"she’s trying to get your attention.”

you told light, watching the news flicker blue across his face.

"someone who believes in you. someone who wants to be seen.”

light didn’t deny it. he only narrowed his eyes.

"she’ll expose everything if she keeps this up. she’s reckless."

but in her recklessness, you sensed opportunity. you saw a tool that might be sharpened. or discarded.

after a few days he told you about her.

about misa amane, the second kira. how she showed up to his house unannounced pretending that she wants to return a notebook.

your lips were trailing kisses on his neck while he spoke quietly about her. his annoyance melted with every movement of your hips.

you urged him to go on while his hands gripped your waist, trying to control your pace with no result.

your hand made its way up to the back of his head, clinging to the short strands of hair it could find.

"don't stop now.. tell me more about her.."

"are you sure? i don't think it's appropriate to talk about this now-"

"i told you to continue."

and he did. so did the thrusts of your unrelenting hips.

you found out that she had made the eye deal with her shinigami, rem. she even gave her own death note to light.

"now there's no way that i could possibly kill you. and if i become a burden you can just kill me, okay?"

"you could've removed several pages from the death note. you could be hiding them somewhere for all i know."

"why are you so suspicious of me? i've already told you, i don't care if all you do is just use me, believe me."

"how can you say that?"

"exactly one year ago my parents were killed in a robbery right in front of me. i wanted that man to pay for what he did.. the trial dragged on forever.. then it happened. kira punished him for what he did to my parents. and that's why kira means everything to me."

she suffers not from hatred, nor from guilt, nor even from fear.

her flaw is devotion. a blind, consuming worship disguised as love.

but commitment like hers is not loyalty.

it is surrender.

it strips her of autonomy, replaces thought with obedience, replaces will with need.

you tried to understand the situation. her eyes alone made her invaluable. you knew how helpful she would be.

with only one glance she could find L's name and put an end to this charade.

what if she became more important than you?

what if one day she'd take your place?

no. impossible.

this wasn’t a challenge. you didn't see her as a threat, but rather as a prisoner. one who forged her own chains.

an obsession wrapped in devotion. and devotion without control is chaos.

that's what you had, one of the many things she lacked. control.

right now you were in control. wrapped around the man you loved like a snake trying to suffocate its prey.

you were making him spill all the details about your new found test subject.

your hand cupped his cheek gently, making him look straight into your eyes. all he saw was a twisted mix of pleasure and determination.

yes, you possessed the soft heart of a woman.

but you also wielded seduction like a blade.

in just a few minutes he was coming undone beneath you, stripped of his entire high and mighty facade.

you heard a chuckle from behind you. ryuk was watching you clinging to light, coaxing answers out of him one by one.

"humans are so interesting.."

[l0relaii]

need some jossam smut plsplspls

i only write character x reader, sorry :(

[l0relaii]

Okay hi i asked for the Chris with a quiet reader post and like I have more Chris thoughts but don't want to bug you too much because what if you dont want to only write chris...

Anyway... Chris with an autistic reader (lol im projecting) who adores like deep pressure therapy and her asking him to just like squish her and chris being so scared he's going to hurt her but she's just there enjoying it so much literally so in love wiyh him

Or like idk if i sent this to you or not but reader constantly referencing stupid things like "where's my drink" "please, put your penis away" (omg wait reader doing that during one of their first times eith Chris and him having no idea what to do and she's just dying from embarrassment and laughter) "okay me too girl" "how am i supposed to teach children how to read good, if they can't even fit inside the building!" "I'm at the farmers market eith my so called girlfriend... she hands me her cell phone, says itss my dad. Man this ain't my dad! This is a cellphone. And i threw it on the ground!!" Etc etc... stupid references to stupid things she likes

With Chris not understanding why she does it but after they've been together for a while he picks up on a few of them and wll like start saying them without her starting them or her starting one and him finishing it off for her.

Im hyperfixated on Chris and until dawn so if you need any more really bad ideas I am at the ready 🫡🫡🫡

PLEASE send more i promise i'll write something when i have some free time

[l0relaii]

Chris with like a super quiet reader in bed.

Obviously Chris is super loud and whiney and so whej he gets with reader and she isn't makkjing any sound he's confused maybe???

Idk lijke maybe Chris telling Josh about it because he doesn't know whats up with her or if she's enjoyinf it so Josh tells him to just talk to her?

jeez he'd be so fucking confused.

i don't think chris is a very experienced guy. he mostly watches porn.

until you come along and he begins questioning if he's doing something wrong.

most of the girls he sees, or rather hears, are very loud. they moan and whine and scream every 2 seconds.

and then there's the guy.

quiet. so fucking quiet. if you wouldn't see him you wouldn't even know he's there.

maybe you can hear a grunt or two when he cums but that's it.

now the roles are reversed. he's the one making noises and trying not to moan because he's embarrassed and you're just there. silent.

but your face betrays your silence, he sees the way you bite your lip and how your brows are furrowed.

but why aren't you making any sound? are you faking it? are you embarrassed? don't you like him? is this how you normally are? should he ask someone? who would he even ask?

you? hell nah.

josh? mhm, that's it, perfect answer.

"well, did she say that she doesn't like it?"

"no man, she's just- there."

"not even one sound?"

"nothing."

"maybe a yawn?"

"what the fuck man? no."

"i could give it a try and we'll see if you're a lousy fuck or she's just quiet."

"oh come on, this is serious, what should i do?"

"i dunno cochise.. have you asked her about it?"

"... no?"

"bingo. there's your answer."

"are you crazy?? i can't ask her that."

"why not? she seems like a nice girl, i'm sure she won't tell you you're horrible in bed to your face."

first he tried to get a sound out of you. he did everything he knew. he even asked josh what to do. he even considered asking mike what to do.

after a humiliating lesson with josh he was ready.

nothing. once again you were completely quiet.

well, he has nothing left to lose now. maybe you'll be gentle when you tell him that he's the worst guy you've ever fucked.

"hey.. umm.. ugh- did you.. you know.. like it?"

"hmm? like what?"

"what we just.. did."

"oh? oh yeah. of course i did."

"really?"

"yeah, why'd you ask?"

"well, you're.. um.."

"i'm what?"

"silent. so fucking silent. i've tried everything and still you're so quiet and i'm going mad trying to understand why you don't make any sound, jesus i even asked josh-"

"what? why didn't you just ask me?"

".. i thought you'd say you don't like it. "

"obviously, i do like it. i wouldn't do it if i didn't like it. it's just the way i am. don't tell me you expected some wild screaming like those girls you see in porn."

"actually-"

[l0relaii]

pairing: light yagami x jigsaw!reader

summary: the man you chose accepts your mission, light removes the investigators in his way while your first victim faces a symbolic trap forcing him to choose whether he truly wants to live.

content warnings: kidnapping, coercion, suicidal references, manipulation, moral ambiguity, mentions of sexual assault (non-graphic), sexual content

part 1, part 2, part 4, part 5

the message had been recorded hours ago, yet its echoes still clung to the room.

you could feel the weight of it in the silence.

“will you help us create a new world, or will you continue living in it as it is? rotting, aimless, decaying under the weight of human corruption. the choice is yours.”

the tape recorder had been sealed and sent anonymously to the man you had chosen in the early hours of the morning.

along with the recorder, you sent a single sheet of paper.

two names, written in crisp ink, but carrying the weight of entire lives.

the first: a middle aged man accused of sexual assault.

his victim had taken her own life before she could gather the evidence needed to condemn him.

he had walked free.

beside his name, you wrote one word: yes.

the second: a woman who had witnessed a reckless driver collide with a pregnant mother, killing both her and her unborn child.

she had refused to testify, refused to step forward, refused even to acknowledge what she had seen.

the driver served only a few months.

a husband was left grieving a family he would never have.

beside her name, you wrote: no.

depending on which of them the engineer wrote about next on his kira devoted blog, you would know his answer.

you would know whether he understood.

whether he was ready.

whether he would help you reshape the world.

the next evening you read his answer alone in your room. he chose justice. the man's name was written in his new post.

you knew this was only the beginning. your plan was only starting. it wouldn't take long before you sent your next instructions to him.

a list of the traps you had envisioned in your mind, which only he could build. and a list of names.

names of people you will put to the test to see if they truly deserve to live.

the emotions you felt were hard to describe. you were happy, of course. this was the first step towards your plan to rehabilitate the world.

but you felt fear as well. the man you chose could easily break under the pressure you'd force him to endure.

he could be fickle and betray you. his loyalty might just dissappear in an instant and all you built so far would crumble and crush you.

all these thoughts were plaguing your mind and distracting you from the current state your boyfriend was in.

you pleased him as best as you could. you obeyed him and never strayed away from him.

he knew you'd never turn your back on him. that one day you two would rule the world as you'd see fit.

that's what he thought of now, while he had you between his legs, kneeling before him with his hand pushing your head down.

the familiar sound of chewing from ryuk was ringing through your ears as you lifted your head trying to get some air.

your knees were hurting, your lips were sore and your eyes stinging. but it didn't matter.

it was moments like these when light wasn't kira. he wasn't a powerful god or precise executioner.

he was just your boyfriend. he was yours and only yours. you didn't have to share him with the world. with the criminals who feared him or with the victims who adored him.

right then, in that very moment you were happy. truly happy.

sadly, it didn't last long. rumors had been building for days. whispers about a global announcement, something urgent, something tied to the sudden wave of criminal deaths.

the engineer had accepted. the foundation of your new world was quietly forming. and yet…

something felt off.

L began investigating the kira case. you warned light not to react impulsively. to be wise and calculated. but it was all in vain.

the next few days were a blur. you were too distracted by the rush you felt coursing through your body.

raye penber arrived in japan, trailing light with the shallow confidence of someone who thought they understood danger.

he blended into crowds, watched from train platforms, followed light’s bus route.

you saw him immediately.

“he’s temporary” light whispered to you one evening while you were walking to his house. “easily removed.”

and so he was.

your attention stayed fixed on the details of your first test while light dismantled an fbi agent’s life without breaking pace in his day. you trusted him with that part. his brilliance was a tool you didn’t need to doubt.

then naomi misora arrived.

a threat most people wouldn’t see until too late.

light saw her instantly.

“she’s dangerous” you murmured, “but emotional, a grieving woman grasping for answers. get rid of her."

to him, she wasn’t fearsome.

she was a puzzle with too many loose threads.

threads he pulled with surgical precision until she unraveled in his hands.

you watched from a distance, detached, unbothered, as light dismantled her suspicions the same way he had dismantled raye penber’s resolve.

no stress.

no hesitation.

no mercy.

and while the investigation spiraled around him, while L pressed harder and harder into the dark, trying to find a shape he could name kira, light simply turned to you.

in all of the chaos that unraveled in his life you remained by his side. like a branch that bends in stiff wind but never snaps.

you decided to start your tests with an ordinary man of no high standing or remarkable deeds.

what made him a desirable candidate for your rehabilitating methods was his unwillingness to live.

he faked his suicide just to receive attention. he preyed on the pity of others and relished in their sympathy.

tonight, all of that changes. he would have to face his greatest sin and fight for the life he treats with such carelessness.

your instructions to your loyal subject were clear. he'd kidnap the man in the middle of the night, under the cover of darkness and place him in the trap that would change his life forever, with only a tape recorder in his pockets.

“you have stood at the edge of death not because you wished to leave this world, but because you wished for the world to turn and look at you.

you used the threat of your own life as a lure for sympathy not understanding the weight such a threat carries for those who truly suffer in silence.

today, you will confront the truth you pretended to touch.

before you is a device that mirrors your past choices. it will not kill you unless you choose the path of panic. you are bound, but not doomed.

you hold the key to your own release, just as you always did. to free yourself, you must face the thing you only pretended to face: your own will to live.

a timer is counting down. you have one hour to free yourself and walk away reborn, or you can cling to your destructive behaviour and this room will become your tomb.

for the first time, your life depends not on the eyes watching you, but on the choices you make when no one can save you.

live or die? make your choice."

[l0relaii]

pairing: light yagami x jigsaw!reader

summary: you stand beside light as his partner in justice. while he punishes the criminals as kira, you design trials to force sinners toward redemption. together, you find a man capable of being a worthy follower.

content warnings: violence, sexual content, sexualized power dynamics, psychological manipulation, death, moral ambiguity, dark themes, strong language

part 1, part 3, part 4, part 5

a/n: i wrote this at 5 am sorry if there are any mistakes!!

it became so clear to him now, you two were bound together for eternity by your righteousness.

he loved seeing you like this. consumed by the same desire for justice he always had buried deep inside of him.

although at first he doubted you and your rehabilitating methods now he saw them as a necessary evil.

perhaps it was good to have a gentler judge, one who grants criminals a second chance, unlike him who filled the role of the merciless executioner.

kira.

that's the name people had given him. people who acknowledged his greatness and devoted themselves to him.

not long after he received his nickname you started preparing your tests for the people you deemed unworthy of the lives they were given.

addiction, apathy, exploitation, cruelty. these are a few of the flaws you decided to fix in these people.

your mind was filled with traps designed to mirror an inner struggle. the violence of it all became symbolic.

"only when people are pushed to the edge do they truly realize the value of life. we must push them towards redemption, light."

this new found passion you displayed sparked something inside him. he looked at you differently.

his touches changed. his once soft kisses became rougher. the gentle caresses of your skin became firmer, the grip on your skin tighter.

every rare moment you got to spend with him late at night tangled up in his sheets was even more cherished, for now you were his stability.

the only soul on earth who knew about his actions, the woman who bore the same responsability as he did.

his duty was to the world. he did it all for a greater cause, one that would change society forever.

in a way he did it for you too. he wanted to create a new world, dominated by peace. a world worthy of you.

you liked the changes you saw in him. he was more driven, more lively. his precision and determination excited you, although you were a bit scared too.

his thirst for vengeance might drive him to annihilation one day.

of course, you would never let that happen. with you by his side the only possible outcome was undeniable success.

that's what you thought of now, in the middle of the night while you were on all fours with your face buried in light's pillow.

his fingers digged deep in your hips while he tried to maintain a steady pace. in the background you could hear his muffled groans and the faint sound of chewing.

that damn shinigami was eating an apple while enjoying the show.

it took some time to adjust to having him around, but eventually you got used to it. you couldn't see him now, but you could imagine that blank stare of his.

you could feel those red beady eyes watching you from the dark corner of the room, his sharp teeth biting into the apple rapidly.

your fingers gripped the sheets so hard you thought you might rip them.

you've never felt like this before. so exposed. so liberated. adrenaline rushed through every vein in your body.

your head felt like it was spinning from all the pleasure ignited inside of you. the burning of your cheeks made your eyes close shut.

a faint thud was heard from behind you. probably ryuk throwing what remained of the apple he was eating a few moments ago.

his words from a few days ago echoed through your brain.

"the truth is shinigami don't have much to do these days. most of the time we're either taking naps or gambling. if you take the time to write names in your death note the others just laugh at you for working so hard. even if you wrote the name of another shinigami it would be pointless, because they wouldn't die. since we live in the shinigami realm it brings us no amusement to kill those in the human world either "

was this a depiction of your future? will light ascend to such a state that killing criminals won't bring him any benefit? will it just become a mundane thing, a chore, a burden?

is that what it means to be a god? will the sacrifices of the present bring him nothing? perhaps they will become his downfall.

where will you stand then? a goddess, as he called you, grasping for glory just to be set aside with no purpose?

a voice startled you. he said something, or maybe it was light, you couldn't quite tell. and certainly you didn't really care now.

the pressure building up inside of you was too much to bare.

you tried to turn your head, squint your eyes to analyse the god of death sitting in silence, probably staring off into the abyss.

maybe he was staring at you two. who knows? you clearly can't find out since opening your eyes now feels like an impossible task.

light didn't seem to have a problem with him. his presence didn't disturb him at all. maybe it did but you couldn't see it.

maybe that's why his fingers squeezed your flesh so hard you're sure you will be bruised in the morning.

later that same night you recorded the first tape in the embrace of you boyfriend, nestled quietly close to his chest.

his heart finally calmed its wild beating as you prepared to start talking.

the message was addressed to an engineer. a person who had the materials and capability to build whatever trap you desired.

he wasn't just an engineer though. he created one of the web sites devoted to kira.

to you he would just be a pawn in the game. a puppet you could control and bend to your will. he would surrender all sense of self to you knowing that it was kira who demanded it.

“you don’t know me, but you know kira.. and because of that, you’ve known the world has been broken for a long time. you’ve spent your life building structures meant to outlast you. you understand pressure. you understand that anything weak will eventually collapse. now you are being asked to build something else. a legacy. your devotion has earned you a choice. will you keep constructing a world that only protects the corrupt.. or will you help us expose them? i can assure you that you won't be an executioner. you will help me guide the lost toward the truth. the parasites who think themselves untouchable will have to earn the right to live. if they emerge changed.. then they walk away reborn, worthy of the world kira is creating. will you help us create a new world, or will you continue living in it as it is? rotting, aimless, decaying under the weight of human corruption. the choice is yours. "

[l0relaii]

pairing: light yagami x jigsaw!reader

summary: you watch light’s growing obsession with the death note turn him into a self-appointed god, while you struggle with your role in his dark quest for justice.

warnings: mentions of death, misogyny, no use of y/n, no mentions of reader's appearance

part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

a/n:this is the first time i'm writing light x reader, so please bare with me :)

you were the only one who knew about light's death note.

of course you did, after all you were the one who told him to not leave it on the ground.

you remember that moment so vividly, as if it happened yesterday.

you were at his side when he picked up the black notebook from the grass. he started reading the instructions on the first page while you listened intently.

"how to use it.. the human whose name is written in this notebook shall die."

you didn't believe it at first. it sounded stupid, unrealistic. like something you'd see in a silly movie meant to scare children.

"it's pretty lame. not to mention, twisted."

"well, it's clearly meant for pranks. maybe it could be fun to mess with your sister."

"the human whose name is written in this notebook shall die? come on, even she isn't stupid enough to believe it."

you didn’t realize it at the time, but now you’re relieved you never wrote down sayu's name.

even then you could see it so clearly. from the moment his fingers touched the notebook. that gleam in his eyes. the thirst for power. the desire for justice.

you could taste it on his lips whenever he kissed you. you felt it every single time he touched you. it imprinted on you like the ink of his pen imprinted on the death note's pages.

he was the one who came up with the idea to write a criminal's name. who would care if a scumbag he heard about on the news died? maybe he'd deserve it after holding helpless children as hostages.

after hearing that the man actually died of a heart attack you were speechless. shocked is a small word to describe how you felt.

you had to excuse yourself and leave before you two even had the chance to talk about it.

after that you saw him change. in just a few days he became more passionate. it was like that notebook gave him a reason to live for, a purpose.

you confronted him about it, you told him it wasn't right to just kill people, they needed a second chance to better themselves.

"where there is fault, there can be redemption. being a criminal doesn't mean you're beyond saving."

"saving? why should they be saved? don't you think about all the suffering they've provoked? they deserve to die."

"do you really think you're capable of such judgement?"

"what would you have me do?"

“let them seek atonement for their sins-"

your fight was interrupted by a.. you didn't really know what it was. a tall creature with piercing red eyes was staring at you from the corner of the room.

judging by light's scream you knew you weren't hallucinating. he saw it too. you found out that the creature's name was ryuk and he was a shinigami. the death note sitting on your boyfriend's desk belonged to him.

"a god of death, huh? well i'm not surprised. in fact, i've been waiting for you."

ryuk explained that the death note now belongs to light.

"this is mine?"

"if you don't want it just give it to someone else. maybe to your girlfriend, but i don't think she'd be interested in it if she's so empathetic"

you just scoffed at his remark and rolled your eyes.

"if you give it away i'll have no choice but to erase your memories of the notebook."

"so then, you're saying that i can use the death note all i want and i won't be punished?"

his cold response sent chills down your spine

"let's just say this, you will feel the fear and pain known only to humans who've used the notebook. and when it's your time to die it will fall on me to write your name in my death note. be warned, any human who has used a death note can neither go to heaven or hell for eternity. that's all."

you were shocked and confused. he just started laughing. how could he say something so serious and then just laugh like he told a simple joke?

you later realised that light was doomed from the beginning. he was tied to the damn thing for all of his lifetime. maybe that's what made him so determined to use it as much as he could while he had the chance.

maybe that's why he thought he was chosen to do this. like a prophecy being fulfilled by him passing righteous judgment on the wicked people he deemed unworthy of living. the concept building up in your mind was quickly shattered by the god of death.

"i didn't choose you. don't you see? this is all just an accident. you actually thought you were chosen because you're so smart or something? don't be so vain. it just happened to fall around here and your girlfriend just happened to insist on picking it up. that's all there is to it."

you asked ryuk why did he even drop it in the first place? was this just a sick joke?

"this couldn't have been an accident."

"you're asking me why? i did it 'cause i was bored."

boredom.

that's what drove him to drop it in the human world. that's what drove you to want to pick it up. you were bored too and you saw it as a harmless way to prank some people, even make light laugh a little.

you did it for him. all you've ever done was for him. all you ever do now is for him. for the cause you both believe in, even though your perceptions are a little different.

he just wants to end lives and be done with it. rid the world of all the vermin poisoning it.

you believe there is good in everyone. that the deliverance of the guilty might lie in the trials you've decided to put them through.

the correction of their immorality will come through pain and suffering, only then they can repent and pay for their sins. only then they will be worthy of the life they've been given.

their choices will ultimately save them. it's up to them if they live to see another day or die in their own misery.

light admitted that he was bored too and he wanted people to know that there is someone responsible for all the criminals being eliminated.

"it will be a new world free of injustice and populated by people who i judge to be honest, kind and hard working."

"but if you did that the only bad person left would be you."

his smile glimmered with innocence in the warm rays of the twilight, but his self-righteous eyes deceived him.

"i have no idea what you're talking about. i'm a hard working honour student who's considered to be one of japan's best and brightest. and i.. i will become the god of this new world!"

his eyes flicked towards where you were sitting on the bed, still contemplating if what you saw was just a figment of your imagination.

"follow me and you will become the goddess of the new world. together we will see humanity rise from its own ashes."

his arm reached for you, urging you to step towards the warm light coming from his bedroom window. you reluctantly gave in and allowed him to kiss your forehead.

"if you heed my advice you'll see that even criminals can do that, if you show them the way"

a goddess is still a woman, with all the weakness of that sex.

that's what he thought, even though he would never dare to say it out loud.

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sjsjjs i'm ending this abruptly because i need some time to figure out how i want this to eventually turn out

if y'all can't already tell i'm a sucker for the saw franchise so i thought maybe i could make misa an apprentice like amanda was? or give one of the detectives a trial like the one officer rigg had to go through?

if you've come this far and you're still here thank you for taking time to read my ideas!! <3

[l0relaii]

i've had a thought for quite a while and i have no one to share it with so i'm writing it here 😭

okay okay.. hear me out

light yagami and a jigsaw reader

LISTEN

he's the one killing the murderers, you're the one who tries to redeem them by putting them through trials

he thinks it's pointless trying to give criminals a second chance but he lets you do your thing

jesus i have so many ideas i don't know if anyone will understand this concept but i think i might go insane

[ardentuous]

Wait this is actually such a cool concept. Might write a blurb about this later...

[l0relaii]

omg please do

i've never written any light x reader but i think i might give it a try

[l0relaii]

i've had a thought for quite a while and i have no one to share it with so i'm writing it here 😭

okay okay.. hear me out

light yagami and a jigsaw reader

LISTEN

he's the one killing the murderers, you're the one who tries to redeem them by putting them through trials

he thinks it's pointless trying to give criminals a second chance but he lets you do your thing

jesus i have so many ideas i don't know if anyone will understand this concept but i think i might go insane

[l0relaii]

heyyy how are you doing darling?

i was wondering if you could write something fluffy about Connor playfighting with reader? i mean sure, he is faster and stronger but what if he went along with it to see reader flushed and laughing from childlike joy?

i just need something heartwarming to make me feel like giggling, twisting my hair and kicking my feet yknow? and i love how you write this silly android man, i just simply need more

thank you anon you're so sweet <3

connor is a smart guy, there's no denying that. but sometimes he gets a little confused about the things that humans do

he is able to understand many things, especially things he can logically explain

he understands the urges humans get, the natural drives or impulses that arise from their biology and psychology. he understands addictions, the need for nicotine, alcohol or drugs.

what he can't understand is your need for fighting with him, why do you always initiate it?

it's never violent, you even smile and giggle while doing it

he saw this behaviour before. when you were out on a walk in the park with sumo. even though hank's saint bernard is very calm and well behaved at home he still likes playing with other dogs

he thinks sumo is having a lot of fun play fighting with his furry friends

why shouldn't he try to engage with you then? perhaps he'll find it as fun as the dogs do

he does find it fun. the way you smile and laugh while getting on top of him and pinning him down is what he enjoys the most

he loves the way your chest moves up and down from all the giggling and accelerated breathing

he also gently grabs your wrists and rolls on top of you. he sometimes pokes your sides or tries tickle you

you even manage to get some laughter out of him

he's always so careful with you jesus i love him

[marcuslopez-wife]

im rewatching the scream franchise for halloween and billy loomis is looking a little too fine