FEEL THE WAY MY VOICE GETS UNDERNEATH YOUR SKIN . . . indie, private, && selective slightly canon divergent misa amane of death note. loved by persephone / 21 / she/they. sideblog to @katokosmos.
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dark and/or possibly triggering themes ahead such as; murder, abuse, death, suicide, suicidal ideation, pstd, self-hatred, && things of that nature. please be advised that these things WILL NOT BE TAGGED. if anything outside of those is brought up, they will be tagged with trigger cw.
guideau couldn't stay asleep, not with the constant ( and annoying ) sounds of the vampires moving around reaching his rather sensitive ears. he knew this would happen, but he tried to sleep anyways so that he didn't worry misa when everyone woke up later. as he sat up in bed, he decided to go find misa's room. maybe cuddling his wife would help him fall asleep properly.
guideau sighed as he jumped out of the bed he was in. he wasn't used to how different the beds were down here in the fourth level, but at this point, he took whatever he could get. his body still ached from the curse, but thankfully it wasn't that noticeable, so he was able to ignore it.
reaching misa's room, guideau quietly opened the door in an effort to not wake her, but seeing that she was already awake, he called out to her.
" misa! what are you still doing awake? " he asked.
he hadn't expected her to still be awake, especially not when vampires were active. it was dangerous. didn't misa know that?
when she asked what he was doing up so late, he rolled his eyes. " can't sleep. damn vampires are so noisy. "
guideau walked closer to see what exactly misa was trying to cover up, raising a brow suspiciously as he looked down at the table.
fear and worry start creeping up misa's back, as she tries to cover anything written down on the pages, trying to only leave the blank page she'd yet to write on visible. she can't exactly close the book now, that'd only cause more questions... not that what she was doing now was much better. she'd kill for a way to get out of this right now, even if the killing was exactly what got her into this in the first place.
" nothing! just... ah, journaling, you know. " misa smiles, but it's the same she uses on her magazine covers, that almost anyone knew she used. " you know, a lot's happened and well, i figured it'd be a good way to handle all of it. but you know, a girl's private thoughts are for just her~ "
she should probably know better than trying to lie to guideau about this, her husband knew her too well. even so, she tries desperately, some parts of her life were better off kept secret, and never for her to discuss out loud. maybe she and light had that in common, now that so much time had passed. keep even your true self from those you love, if it means protecting your secrets.
misa didn't care for that.
" a-anyway, i'll be done soon, i promise! just give me a few minutes? "
misa amane, the second kira. it's what she had defined herself by for so long. her modeling career had been what she thought she'd always remember herself by, but now it was tainted by death. she didn't regret any of the people she killed. they all deserved it, that she knew... it was letting light influence her that she'd always regret.
perhaps that's why she'd held onto rem's note. perhaps she wanted a chance to use it on her terms for once. she never quite knew when that day would come, after kira's reign of toyko came to an end. when ryuk never bothered coming to collect her note, she thought it was a kindness... now she saw it for the cruelty it was. now, she would always be taunted by the fact it held no use, and yet forced to use it. she wanted to remember rem, remember ryuzaki.
and yet, when she least wanted or expected it, a reason seemed to fall in her lap. so, here she was, hunched over death note half in the dark. the only light source a half-burnt-out candle as misa was trying to hide what she was doing. always loyal misa, nothing would stop her from protecting who she loved.
...her commitment to secrecy only makes her nearly jump out of her skin when she hears guideau call her name.
"guideau!" she says, arm quickly trying to cover the omen in front of her. "w-what are you still doing up so late?"
with the help of some very talented and amazing friends, i present to you an unexpected, very spontaneous meme list based on the beautiful art of cupping someone's face! there's a mix of romantic and platonic here, and even a few that defy the boundaries of normal relationship dynamics! i hope you enjoy! as always; DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST NOR CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN!
[KISS]: sender cups the receivers face in their hands before drawing them closer for a kiss.
[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer.
[CLEAN]: sender affectionately wipes a smudge of sauce from the corner of the receiver's mouth, cupping their face in the process.
[LIFT]: sender gently cups the receiver's face and lifts their chin so the receiver is looking up at them.
[COMFORT]: sender cups a distressed receiver's face in their hands and steadies them by resting their foreheads together.
[ATTENTION]: during an important conversation, the sender takes the receiver's face in their hands and firmly directs their focus on them.
[MAKE-UP]: while applying make-up on the receiver's face, the sender cups their face in order to keep them still.
[PRIDE]: after the receiver succeeds in a remarkable achievement, the sender cups their face and tilts their foreheads together to express how proud they are of them.
[WHISPER]: in order to have a private, hushed conversation with the receiver, the sender cups their face and draws them close to make sure they can be heard.
[HAIR]: in the process of pushing the receiver's hair back from their face, the sender lets their hand rest against the receiver's cheek a moment longer.
[GROUND]: during a moment of intense emotional stress, the sender gently takes the receiver's face in their hands to ground them until they're calmer again.
[WONDER]: unable to comprehend how incredible the receiver is, the sender decides to simply cup their face in their hands and marvel at them instead.
[LAST LOOK]: before going into a situation that may result in their death, the sender takes a moment to cup the unaware receiver's face in their hand, just to take a final look of admiration at them before they go.
[SACRIFICE]: the sender cups the receiver's face tenderly to distract them, right before shoving them out of the way (to safety) and facing an attack alone in order to buy the receiver enough time to escape.
[BELIEF]: in a moment where the receiver is lacking in self-confidence, the sender cups their face tenderly and professes their faith in the receiver's abilities.
[DISBELIEF]: after the receiver has done something completely unexpected (and reckless) the stunned sender cups their face in their hands while trying to get them to explain why the hell they did it.
[BETRAYAL]: trying to keep the receiver calm before the big reveal, the sender cups their face gently to keep them steady, and then reveals that they're the villain.
[WOUND]: after the receiver has been wounded, the sender tries to keep them calm and conscious by cupping their face in their hands and talking to them to keep them focused.
[INJURY]: after having been badly wounded themselves, the sender tries to reassure the frantic receiver by cupping their face and comforting them.
[RAMSAY]: after the receiver commits a culinary crime, the sender presses two slices of bread against either side of their face, cupping their face to hold the bread in place, and calls them an idiot sandwich.
