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independent & private misa amane roleplaying blog from DEATH NOTE. primarily anime based; in the process of reading the manga. lovingly dissected by gabi. ㅤꨄ︎

GUIDE. PINS. MULTI-MUSE.

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sorry i havent been here, going through some stuff irl per usual

[godvalleys]

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗢𝗡 … 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙏 !!!⠀⠀╱╱⠀⠀𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 … 𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑰.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

#kickcourse, a single muse blog for one piece's lovecook, sanji. #godvalleys, an animanga multimuse featuring one piece's roronoa zoro.

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i have the absolute worst migraine but i’m coming home to do things :)

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missing you all 🫶

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starting my road trip today so if i anyone wants to plot, i will loosely be around :)

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leaving on my trip tomorrow, will be back next week to continue harassing you all 💗🙂‍↕️

[godvalleys]

color him profoundly (!) surprised. the outburst in misa’s already precarious mental state totally leaves him dumbfounded, scrambling for answers— totally. a finger that presses against his bottom lip, as the faint reminder of the problem at hand presents itself with the persistent jingling of the chains between him, and yagami. chekhov’s gun. he muses for a bit, allows her to get all of her emotions out of her system before he decides to finally speak up, knees brought up to his chest, passion or feeling nigh-absent from his decadent tone.

“don’t be hasty, misa.” he pauses, wrinkling his nose. her words don’t affect him, her whines slide right off of him, and more importantly, her pleas go absolutely unanswered. “you know nothing of me yet, you couldn’t possibly consider me your friend after we pranced around a bit, can you?” it’s a rather sound explanation, a reasoning that to most people would seem completely understandable. “it’s not fitting for someone of your caliber to blindly call people you barely know... friends.”

“i’m sure yagami-kun agrees with me here,” he jingles the chain some more, lifting a finger up in front of the young man’s eyes. “after all, we share the same fate, me and him.” head tilts to one side, then the other, returning his attention towards the distraught, miserable form of the idol, crumpled up on the couch. victorian, almost, in its tragedy. “don’t look so sad. it’s unbecoming.” he wags his finger from side to side, before continuing. first the stick, then the carrot.

“you have your role, but you’re also here to provide support to light, aren’t you?” he nods sagely. “surely, he’d hate to see you so sad. you’re brave, so be brave. misa’s brave, isn’t she?” condescending, but it does its job. “misa is the only girl in the world who can do this for him. so, misa—”

“let’s all just be friends like we promised, okay?”

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All she can do is stare at him in total disbelief by the time he finishes talking. Not the dramatic kind she performs in front of the cameras, but rather the real kind. The kind where her mouth hangs agape and her brows furrow together because she genuinely cannot process how someone can sound so calm why saying things that are so unbelievably insane. With a lot of tested restraint, her head slowly turns towards her boyfriend. "Are you hearing this?" The model's voice lifts an octave, previous tantrum resuming exactly where it'd left off. "Do you hear the things coming out of your friend's mouth?"

Beside L, all Light can do is muster an exhale through his nose that reads as unmistakably exhausted. [With what, may the world never know.] "Misa, calm down—"

The pillow in her grasp flies directly into L's face before her boyfriend can even finish his sentence. "You're so creepy!" Misa whines, her back collapsing against the couch cushions with enough force to make it creak beneath her. Right hand dragging down her face dramatically, she smears mascara further beneath her eyes as she groans into her palms now. "Misa has a role? What does that even mean? Misa is a person! Not some emotional support puppy — no offense, baby." She blows a quick kiss in Light's direction after saying it and flashes a quick grin in his direction, earning another exhausted groan in response from him. Deciding to roll her eyes, Misa tucks her legs beneath herself as her body leans forward, a finger pointing itself accusingly at the detective. "And don't call me brave like you're talking to a kindergartener! You sit there acting all weird and smart and mysterious, but you're seriously telling me you don't understand why a girl wouldn't want your chains jangling around during a date? If you can't figure that out, you're not very smart!"

Light shifts beside him at that, visibly regretting every decision that led him to this predicament. [In fact, he can't even entirely remember what decisions had brought him to this.]

Despite all her yelling though, there is something coming across as almost wounded underneath the exterior. Buried deep beneath the dramatics, eye rolling, and constant pouting — Misa had tried, and ultimately, was failing. She'd tried being agreeable, tried being patient, and even tried pretending this whole arrangement wasn't miserable. Her shoulders slump in sudden defeat, body moving to practically curl inside herself. "I just wanted one normal night. Just one." Her voice is much quieter now; if you so much as even breathe, you might miss her words. Sulking, she lets out a soft sigh, brain thinking everything over once more. [There is something ultimately bigger to this equation — something L had made reference to previously. Light is bigger than all of this. And, from what had implied, Light needed Misa. Misa needed Light. If they were to survive this, both as people and as a couple, she'd have to suck up her pride and wait this whole scenario out. Not for L, but for Light. To be the supportive, brave, loving girlfriend future wife(!) she is.]

Once her fleeting resolve has been captured and reverted back to a somewhat composed state, the blonde finally refocuses her attention on the two men. "Let's say we are friends like we said we'd be: Misa stays nice, Ryuzaki ends up happy; what happens then? Do you finally un-handcuff yourself from my boyfriend?"

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ DONNIE BRASCO (1997) PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

that's how i'll know that i've been sent to fucking hell.

to me, this is like a great moment in my life.

how many times have i been on the other end of that fucking phone?

did you rat me out?

say it to my face, if you're gonna do this.

sweet dreams, angel.

listen to me, you cocksucker, i'll eat your fucking balls for breakfast.

what's it look like i'm doing?

that's a beautiful thing.

let me talk to this fucking guy for a second.

i'm so disgusted with you, you know that?

we could be cops.

we ought to hijack an oil tanker, there's a lot of money in oil.

he could have got whacked out just for that, for your information.

you understand? i'd die with you.

you know what you did, pal.

i want my husband.

hey, i'm talking to you now.

you ain't got no fucking idea, my friend.

the whole society's going down the tubes.

my ex-wife lives in this building.

i don't want to have to come looking for you. you hear me?

you're getting senile.

you want me to help you out?

why don't you go to the bar and have a drink?

i'll be in the kitchen if you need me.

if he gets in touch with you, you have got to try to talk sense into him.

ain't no way you can say to me a lincoln is better than a cadillac.

i guess you didn't ever think of paying these guys off, did you?

who's that over there?

keep your nose clean, be a good earner, follow the rules, and who knows, maybe one day when they open the books, you get straightened out.

i didn't know that.

that's something i don't forget, something that i will never ever forget.

from now on, i'll deal out the cards,

why'd you pay for that drink? a wise guy never pays for a drink.

i said i knew him, i didn't say i fucked him.

this guy is going to fucking kill you.

get me the fuck out of here!

okay. i'm sorry. i gotta go back to sleep.

it's not even a debate, it's a better automobile!

who's this guy?

you think i hate you?

i spent all these years trying to be the good guy.

what makes you think we're wise guys?

i got to have three spritzers afterward just to calm down after i see her.

you vouch for this guy?

you're on my side because i say you're on my side.

what? i'm freezing here!

i'm gonna show you something, i want you to look at it very carefully, and then i want you to think very carefully about what you say to me.

got a girlfriend?

were you asleep?

i just shit in my pants, right?

you're not the only one out there risking your life, bud.

i'm freezing my balls off.

what do we got to be standing outside all day in the cold for?

don't get on your fucking high horse.

did you ever once ask yourself how i make it through my days?

honey, don't wait up for me tonight.

a lincoln is better. it's a better automobile.

bing-bada-boom, it's done.

i'll bet you $20 that you can't get through this entire meal without saying three words.

don't ask so many fucking questions.

how about if i fucking whack you right here and now?

this is life or death.

what the fuck am i gonna do with razor blades?

i'm out here, worried to my fucking death.

you want to check in with me tomorrow?

go home, you miserable bitch.

we're gonna have to wash your mouth out, bud.

i don't want to come down here and iron anything out.

that's for the fucking drinks, pal.

you love control, don't you?

he got me so fucking aggravated.

forget about it.

the bureau wants your autograph.

fuck you, it's not over. i'm not coming out.

i'm checking my lipstick.

you think i'm fucking stupid?

i was working. nothing i could do.

you understand what i'm saying?

it's a nice fucking bluff, huh?

i can get these real cheap and i got a guy who can move them.

you have no idea what you're talking about.

i ain't running from nothing.

one day, i'm gonna die.

i want a divorce.

the meek want to inherit the earth, they're gonna have to get in fucking line.

i'm known all over the fucking world.

where are you going? wait in the car.

want to tell me where we're going?

don't you fucking call me cocksucker.

you think i got a wire in my car?

he ain't got no fucking respect.

you think i don't know that?

go back to sleep. i'll call you tomorrow.

am i getting the silent treatment?

no man of mine is gonna be alone on christmas. come on in here.

i'm doing the best i can.

you'd better fucking kill me.

just give me half a second, would you?

in all the five boroughs, i'm known.

i tell you right now, we better start earning or somebody's gonna get clipped.

you stabbed the wrong guy in the back, my friend.

you're starting to repeat yourself.

you a cop?

you know what happens when you get there, don't you?

i know you. you don't say nothing unless there's a reason for it.

this is a fucking deformed creature from the black lagoon‘s claw i got here.

sometimes you don't make no fucking sense.

we got about two minutes to figure a way out of this thing.

what the fuck are you doing down there?

i live with that every day.

don't start this shit now.

what the fuck are you talking about?

give it back to me, okay?

just stand there and look dangerous, friend.

i did what you asked.

come on, give me a hand with this.

you're pissing up the wrong fucking tree.

i'll cut your fucking throat, understand?

you're not saying things that mean anything.

you belong to me now.

i'll take care of it.

are you kidding me?

i got bruises on my hands.

i want to eat sometime tonight.

i want to know what you're up to.

congratulations. come here.

do you know another man that vacuums? it's abnormal.

this job is eating me alive.

fuck you, i'm getting my own room.

you know what i did yesterday?

ask him why this place is such a fucking dump.

it's a misunderstanding.

he does look dangerous, don't he?

are you married?

could you spot me a couple hundred?

how else am i supposed to open this?

keep your eye out for your balls.

i never said you was a rat.

wow. look at this.

you know that i wouldn't do this to you if i didn't think you could handle it.

you're gonna walk out on me? you don't walk out on me, i walk out on you.

i don't got a family.

i need a steak, medium rare. couple bowls of chili, extra hot.

one of you has got to be wrong.

how am i supposed to know if you don't explain it?

i'll show you a fucking picture.

if i vouch for the guy, i could wind up dead.

you know i'm sorry.

the good news is my dick is now a popsicle.

quit riding the fucking brake.

he'll never know what hit him.

you don't make no fucking sense.

look how beautiful you look.

just go away. stay away.

i don't want to die.

there's got to be a snitch here.

you're here for my dad?

i'm sorry.

i wanted to be alone with you.

what kind of people are gonna take another man's property right off the street?

i don't even want to look at you.

ain't that something?

you looked at it for two seconds.

are you trying to get me killed with that fucking suit?

i'm telling you, i'm freezing to my fucking death.

what? you gonna leave me?

hey, i got a fucking black belt, pal.

why don't you just shut the fuck up?

he was a friend of mine. broad daylight. i can't believe it.

come on, i'm gonna get a candy bar.

what are you talking to him for?

a wise guy don't carry his money in a wallet.

i'll break your fucking head.

no, i didn't hear a fucking thing.

what's the big deal?

hey, pal, you want to see something?

you got to get rid of that mustache 'cause that's against the rules.

a lincoln's like driving a fucking water bed, for christ's sakes.

you took away your wife's ring?

why don't you give it to your wife?

a wise guy's always right; even when he's wrong, he's right.

it's over.

i'm so tired.

wise guys? what are wise guys?

christ, i think i shit my pants.

what would i do without you?

did i say that? did i say you got a wire?

well, well, i've got to school you, my friend.

i pretend you're dead, that's how my life makes sense to me.

i got some things i got to take care of.

you're right. i misunderstood.

i'm not gonna do it anymore.

put the phone on your pillow, i want to listen to you breathe.

i was up here. i had a few things to care of.

don't you tell me what i know.

you never hear from the boss until he gets whacked and then your life gets turned around.

you know how fucking embarrassed i am?

what do you want me to do?

god, why do you hate me when i love you so much?

you keep your mouth shut about me.

how do you find anything in here?

since when does she have a boyfriend?

i didn't mean no disrespect.

that's a tiffany fucking diamond.

if you knew what i was doing today..

it's fucking cold. why is it so cold in here?

i don't want to be stepping on nobody's toes.

you're becoming like them, you know that?

if this is your family, then this is your family.

i came here to be with you.

what do you want me to say?

you don't talk until i talk to you.

whoa, you don't fucking call me that.

i'll blow his brains right there.

no, hold on. wait. i gave you the diamond.

a guy like you doesn't touch a made guy.

i'm getting fucking cancer over here.

you know what i'm saying?

he's a stand-up guy.

your father is so proud of you.

what happened to him? is he gonna be all right?

do what you're told.

seven days a week, i'm out there busting my ass, and this is the shit i come home to.

come on upstairs.

sorry ain't gonna do it.

the problem is that you think that he's helping you, but he's hurting you.

you, wait in the car.

when i introduce you, i'm gonna say, "this is a friend of mine." that means you're a connected guy.

come here. don't mess around with me.

jesus christ couldn't touch you, because i represent you.

a wise guy carries money in a roll, like this. see?

let me tell you something, i hope he crossed over.

you want to go embarrass yourself with this thing..

you don't know the worries i got.

you scared that guy, though.

will you fucking stop that?

you got a car?

is that your way of saying you're sorry?

you're taking the whole fucking thing apart.

i don't know how long i'm gonna be.

you're sorry? shut the fuck up.

hey, you. come here!

you owe me $8,000.

what do you know?

all i'm saying, i'm saying they don't appreciate you, is what i'm saying.

take off your shoes, or i'm gonna chop off your fucking feet.

you don't mention his name, all right?

where you going? sit down there.

come on, honey. come home.

you said it was gonna be three months, it's going on two years.

give me the keys.

all that fucking money you owe downtown, you'd have to lay off a fucking brink's truck.

i was hoping we'd get off on the right foot here.

i got a girl out there in california.

i want to help you out.

that's really nice of you.

sometimes i think, in that orphanage, they dropped you on your fucking head.

nobody else gave a fuck.

all i want from my end is $8,000.

forget it, i ain't taking my fucking shoes off.

the army? it ain't nothing like the army. the army is some guy you don't know sends you out to whack some other guy you don't know.

that's good, babe.

what were you doing last night?

what do you think you're running from?

i think you owe me an apology.

i'm gonna show you something.

i got 26 fucking hits under my belt, and you're the one he's scared of.

a cadillac's got more acceleration, it's got more power.

you think that's funny? i don't think that's so funny.

where the hell am i gonna get money to go bribing cops? nobody authorized that.

we're getting what we want. fuck him.

you losing your marbles on me or what?

give him a smack in the mouth once in a while.

you don't got a family?

you gonna break his legs?

nobody can touch you now. i'm your man.

what's that, you want me to sign it?

what kind of car do you drive?

a son should respect his father, capisce?

are you okay, honey?

i'm gonna be right here. all right?

where we going?

it was the only thing i liked about this job.

they're gonna kill him, because he vouched for me, because he stood up for me.

i put a bet on a horse, that horse don't do what it's supposed to do, like every fucking thing else in my life.

what do you want? $100?

i said that?

you don't have to be fucking einstein to understand this.

come on. i was just bullshitting around.

pull over. i've got to do something.

please calm down.

can you believe those fucking guys?

this ain't a fucking rodeo.

i'm your best friend.

he looked after me when i was in the can.

where the fuck do you get your ideas?

i ain't married.

just shut up, please. leave me alone.

you think i don't know how a hit gets set up?

we never had this kind of a problem when nixon was around.

i'd like to put a dent in that guy's head.

that's the same thing as if i put the bullet in his head myself, you understand?

this place is a goddamn palace, for christ's sake.

i didn't rat you out.

i demand that you tell me where my husband is!

i brought this by for you, it's a little christmas present.

let's go get your car. come on.

i don't hate you.

you know who you're talking to, my friend?

shut the fuck up. nobody's going to jail.

[obsesing]

was it something i said? @godvalleys

There's not much more of this she can take. For the first few date nights after recent events, Misa tried to ignore the fact her boyfriend had a partner-in-justice attached to his wrist. [Quite literally attached via handcuffs.] But after five more grueling times, she's finally reaching her breaking point. Not enough to break up with Light — he wasn't the problem in this equation. It was his plus one. In the overall scope of things: Misa liked L. Misa liked that Light had a friend. [Bonus points it wasn't another woman!] Misa has no issue with L personally, even after he held her hostage thinking she was the Second Kira. Misa simply doesn't like Light bringing said-friend handcuffed to their date nights. Misa doesn't understand why this is such a troubling concept to understand.

With a loud groan in response to L's question, the blonde grabs the closest pillow to her on the couch and shoves her face into it, letting out the loudest scream she can into it. "Yes!" She grumbles into the cushion, loud enough for the room to hear. [The rest of the surveillance team, if they're even watching at this point, have seen her in far worse mental states. At this point, screaming into a pillow is the least of their concerns regarding her.] Lifting her head, specks of black mascara falling to her under eye, Misa lets out a loud huff before her tantrum starts. "This is so stupid! Can't you just leave me and Light alone for one night? You wonder why I call you a pervert — JUST LOOK AROUND! You have all these stupid cameras up, it's not like we can even do anything without you seeing it. You're literally handcuffed to my boyfriend!" Rising from the couch instantly, she flails her arms between the two in a back-and-forth motion, the pillow still in her possession.

"If you were Misa's friend, you'd want her to spend time with Light! Alone! Not whatever this is!"

[obsesing]

and if it came down to that, i'm still stronger than he is, because i have the eyes.

#OBSESING: independent + [s]low activity misa amane from death note. anime and manga based, canon compliant with personalised headcanons. lovingly dissected by gabi. (24, she/her)

[mikami]

I am doing this for myself. I want to know what Kira is like.

[mcflymemes]

A WHOLE BUNCH OF QUESTIONS *  assorted questions i just came up with, adjust as necessary.

where did you find this?

you really thought this would work?

was it something i said?

have you been keeping this from me the whole time?

would you help me zip this in the back?

are you paying attention to me?

when were you going to tell me the truth?

who are you, really?

will you help me lift this?

where did this even come from?

who gave you this?

where did you learn to shoot like that?

did you ever think it would come to this?

when did you know?

do you believe in ghosts?

are you telling me the truth?

does it ever stop hurting?

would you pass that to me?

would you ever consider... us?

can you turn the lights off when you go?

maybe you could give me a massage?

was that a good idea?

do you think i was too harsh?

do you realize what you just did?

when's the last time you slept?

are you mocking me?

who taught you to use a sword?

was that fun? did you have a good time?

so when are we doing that again?

will you come upstairs?

what was that sound?

did anyone follow you?

do you think we're alone?

will you stay with me? keep me company for the night?

do you regret sleeping with me?

would you take that pot off the stove for me?

would you teach me how to fight?

will you promise to tell me the truth?

why did you lie?

where did these guys come from?

should we call for help?

was that someone upstairs?

when were you supposed to be back?

could you try harder next time?

where did you find this?

what is the meaning of this?

what does the map say?

can you find an answer?

what if we run out of time?

when's the next game?

did you mean it? when you said you loved me?

why don't i believe you?

why are you making excuses?

when's the next train?

we're shit out of luck, aren't we?

why is it so cold in here?

would you please get up off your ass and help me?

was that so hard?

were you in love with me back then?

[aratsaka]

mack offers her a smile, clearing his throat and straightening his jacket after misa has left his shoulder. he's played bodyguard plenty since losing his cushy corpo job. he doesn't think he's ever done it for someone so touchy before. they're usually content to keep him at arm's length and he's more than happy to accommodate — but she's different. he follows her towards the dressing room, hand curled around his wrist as he looks around, taking in the hallway that seems to get more and more cramped the further down they walk. all those clothes racks, he supposes. “ the kneeling one is also just... better. i don't know. the framing of it looks nicer. ” mack wasn't super artsy like photographers were. framing probably wasn't even the right word.

he lets out a laugh as she spins and tells him that he's now a scary cute bodyguard with excellent taste. he didn't really know about that. “ i'll add that to my resume. thanks misa. ” mack says, bowing his head slightly. he can hear his grandmother in the back of his head telling him to be more polite. ugh. “ let's see... after this, you have a meeting with your manager, right? do you want me to come? i can be all... scary and cute, or whatever. ” mack muses, rubbing the back of his neck. he stands facing her dressing room door and peers behind him occasionally, ushering her along as soon as she exits the room. “ let's go. he was really mad at you for being late last time. ”

[obsesing]

Her nose wrinkles at the mention of her manager being mad — a rare sight to behold, but a horrifying one nonetheless. [Especially when a person realizes how much it takes to truly upset Matsuda.] Drawing out an exaggerated groan, Misa's body melts dramatically against the dressing room door. "Ugh, don't remind me! He gave me the saddest lecture ever last time! I almost felt bad — he was as red as a tomato. He looked so mad, it was so sad, Mack!" Hey, that rhymed! Still, despite her own comments, the blonde's quick to perk back up as she always does. "But yes! You should totally come with me!" Her index finger points in his direction immediately, as if she's assigning him a new assignment then-and-there. Her eyelashes flutter once, then twice, and a third time for good measure. "Actually, I hereby demand you come with me!"

With a simple nod of her head, as if agreeing with herself on what's been spoken into the ether, Misa pushes herself off the door before slipping inside the dressing room. It feels like only a matter of seconds before she reappears again in her own personal clothing, purse hanging off one arm, previously worn clothes slung across the other for the closest rack, and sunglasses perched on the top of the model's head [despite being indoors and not needing them in the first place]. "Okay, Misa's ready!" Without hesitation, she loops her arm though Mack's before tugging him back down the hallway, eyes gazing dotingly at him. "But, you know if Matsuda starts doing the sad manager act again, you have to rescue me. You will rescue me, right?"

[obsesing]

misa would wear both the dress + robe and eat them up!!!! i said what i said!!!!

[obsesing]

some people deserve jail for their opinions on misa

[obsesing]

misa would love addison rae i fear and i think they would be friends even