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@secondkira
i think i’ll probably just make a multi bc i havent been on any blogs but sometimes i feel like writing
There is no HEAVEN OR HELL. No matter what you do while you’re alive, everybody goes to the same place once you die. DEATH IS EQUAL.
misa misa misa !
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*exfoliates and puts face mask on after a long day of being evil*
Amane-san —- I’m being serious.
i. decisively, he carves out a ball of coffee ice cream from his glass dish and stuffs it in his mouth. he then proceeds to talk with his mouth open, because he has the nerve.
Ice cream does not make you fat. That was a myth pedaled by the diet industry in the eighties. @secondkira
❛ the diet industry ? suuuure. get real, ryuzaki, ❜ she sneers, scoffing incredulously at his rather ungracious conduct. she should be used to it by now; he’s forgone even a guise of civil mannerisms since their very first encounter. but she will never stoop to feign approval of his disrespect or opt to disregard it instead. ❛ besides, fattening or not, dairy isn’t good for singers like me who take their profession seriously. it causes acid reflux which could totally like, ruin your vocal cords ! ❜
@secondkira
HE WAS CASUALLY DOING A BIT OF RESEARCH, when a sound alerted him to a message. brows furrowed as the mouse moved over to the chatbox and with a sigh, he hesitantly clicked on it to open it, and then almost instantly regretted it. she was good at getting information, he had to admit that, but this wasn’t the information he expected her to get. truth be told, light the messenger only for friends from his school, so her having this information was surprising.
( 夜神月 is typing… )
( 夜神月 ) do i really want to know how you got this information? ( 夜神月 ) wait, let me guess… was it sayu?
she had messaged him on a whim, halfway expecting that the studious light yagami never utilized such idle and adolescent pursuits as instant messaging. but when the telltale ‘ blip ’ resounds and the popup in the corner of the screen notifies misa that she has been graced with a reply, she cannot suppress an excited squeal. she doesn’t care too much about the nature of the response, but rather that he simply acknowledges her. that’s enough ! her thumb glides over the mouse pad and she maximizes the chat box, giggling as she reads his message aloud to rem.
( MISAMISA is typing... )
( MISAMISA ) lightttt!!!!! OMFG :’’O ( MISAMISA ) it’s a secret<333 :D jkjk, it was sayu lolz ( MISAMISA ) soooo what r u doing~?!! :3 imy!!!
a list of don’t sentence starters :
❝ don’t you dare touch him/her. ❞
❝ don’t look at me like that; like i matter to you. ❞
❝ i don’t understand why you’re acting this way. ❞
❝ don’t say that to me, [NAME]. not you, of all people. ❞
❝ what i don’t understand is how you can be so nonchalant in this situation. ❞
❝ please don’t make me go. ❞
❝ i don’t want to leave yet. ❞
❝ why don’t you just stay the night ? ❞
❝ don’t you love me anymore ? ❞
❝ no, you don’t understand. ❞
❝ you could, but you just don’t want to. ❞
❝ no matter what happens, don’t forget about me. ❞
❝ don’t say that you love me. ❞
❝ how can i live with myself if i don’t at least try to save you ? ❞
❝ don’t you know better than that by now ? ❞
❝ i don’t want anything to do with you anymore. ❞
❝ i don’t want to live a life without you in it. ❞
❝ your mind games don’t work on me. ❞
❝ i don’t want anything to happen to you. ❞
❝ please don’t miss me once i’m gone. ❞
❝ don’t go breaking my heart. ❞
❝ i don’t think anyone could love you the way i do. ❞
❝ you really don’t understand how much you mean to me, do you ? ❞
❝ i don’t want to die. ❞
❝ now don’t assume that this suddenly means we’re friends. ❞
❝ i don’t want you to be with anyone else. ❞
❝ don’t touch that, it’s valuable ! ❞
❝ ’ just friends ’ don’t look at each other like that. ❞
❝ please don’t cry. ❞
❝ don’t we deserve a happy ending ? ❞
@hisnote / continued
she is quick to notice how light crosses his legs and slides his hand into his lap, closing in on himself in a sudden onset of great discomfort ... or something. his breathing has slowed, too, ragged and low as he quips in her ear. typically misa would agree with his joke, laugh it off cutely and commend his sharp sense of humor. had it not been for his strange reaction, the desperation in his voice, she would have. in fact, she’d only made the offhand comment to gauge his priorities. would he deny any such assertion in order to reassure her, or would he disparagingly divert her attention to something else ?
he chooses the latter, evidently, and his hand is tentative as he touches the fabric. had the circumstances been different, her heart would have leapt from her chest at the following compliment. but she can’t shake the feeling that something is terribly off.
❛ not really. you saw it last week, ❜ her voice is inquisitive, but it lacks its usual lilt and cheerful timbre. her focus darts from light to L and back again, and without glancing down she places her hand atop light’s and guides his hand a bit higher up her thigh. then, ❛ light, you love me, don’t you ? you’d tell me if something was wrong. ❜ it’s more of a statement than a question, something she wants desperately to believe, something that might be true if she tells herself enough.
@hateslosing
❛ misa’s been wondering this ... ❜ she begins, blinking up at ryuzaki as she considers whether or not she should ask him the question. she would ask light, but he has been notably impatient today and she doesn’t wish to irritate him any further. hopefully she can gain some insight from his handcuffed counterpart, because this particular inquiry has been nagging misa since she learned of the bizarre arrangement, leaving her unsettled. ❛ what about nighttime ? does one of you sleep on the floor ? the couch doesn’t seem close enough to the bed for someone to sleep there ... ❜ does L even sleep at normal hours ? maybe it’s not an issue and she’s just being paranoid, but she sincerely hopes that his response is favorable rather than what she has feared is the case.
IT’S BEEN AN ADJUSTMENT, to say the least, but with eyes now closed he can imagine silence filling in the room much easier and it allows him to feel like he’s one step closer to actually falling asleep. yet, it doesn’t last. misa’s words bring him back into the present, but his eyes remain closed as he moves the hand that is chained to the raven-haired male. as the chains raddle it serves as a reminder that he can never truly be alone.
outside of his thoughts, he is constantly under the other’s gaze. one wrong move and the assumptions about him being kira begin all over again. that is to say that they aren’t there already, which the adolescent wishes they weren’t, but if anything, they would only become more frequent due to him acting in a slightly different way. ironically, if there’s one thing light has become certain of through all of this, it’s that ryuzaki really doesn’t know how humans work.
change in behavior is normal, but it doesn’t deem one as a serial killer, however, it’s not like he can say that without getting a response that is worthy of an eye roll.
dark eyes open to the world, greeting it with a gentle haze that is gone with a blink. chest heaves with a silent sigh as he responds to the question that hung in the air for far too long. ❝ nothing is bothering me. ❞ but he can’t speak freely, even if ryuzaki says that he can, light knows better which is why he bites his tongue. oh, how he hates it. ❝ why do you ask? ❞
@secondkira › continued
he’s obviously lying, bluffing so that his distaste with current affairs will not serve him ill once misa leaves the room. she can see through it, ryuzaki can see through it, but she supposes it’s more tactful for light to feign his resignation. tact has never been her stronger suit, or rather, she’s always used ingenuity masked as naivete to her advantage. but in this particular instance, she doesn’t see any value in hiding her true thoughts on the matter, even if light must be hyper vigilant in his compliance.
❛ you seem tired, ❜ she whines dotingly, nuzzling her head into his side and embracing him loosely with one arm. ❛ you need sleep, light. why don’t we take a nap together ? you can be the big spoon. and i’m sure ryuzaki won’t mind us sharing the bed, he’s a pervert after all. he can just watch us from the desk or whatever. ❜
misa tugs at light’s sleeve and glances up at him pleadingly, hoping he’ll agree and lead them towards the corner of the room. L would have to follow behind and position his computer closer to the bed, which she knows would annoy light. if nothing else, perhaps this can provide him with a deal of momentary solace, which will ultimately lead to the clearance of his name. once light is proven innocent, the two of them can do everything together instead of sharing their time with L.
Misa and Light after the timeskip
misa misa !
l'appe𝓁。
it wasn’t the most ideal arrangement of course – L knew going into this idea of his that it’d be inconvenient at best, but putting a stop to Kira’s crimes wasn’t about convenience after all. & the more it irritated Light, or rather, Kira, the better …
that being said, sitting outside of a bathroom, knees to his chest with a laptop balanced to pass the time didn’t really look like detective work …
L was unbothered by the chain pooled next to him, silver gleam waiting to be attached to his wrist in anticipation for Light any minute now. it was routine, or at least becoming routine – with the amount of surveillance cameras around this custom-built tower, it really wasn’t of absolute necessity that they be attached twenty-four, seven. that being said, it was absolutely necessary to deprive his main suspect of basic autonomy; though that wasn’t the motivation he’d voice to the others working this case … there were plenty of mixed feelings he planned to continue ignoring about the staggering morality retained by those otherwise willing to put their lives on the line. // @secondkira
misa yawns loudly into the palm of her hand, sinking back against the sofa as her expression contorts into a dissatisfied pout. it’s always so outlandishly dull when light goes back to shower, leaving her with only the rapping of ryuzaki’s fingers against his computer keyboard as entertainment. she twirls a tress of honey blonde around her index finger, turning around to side - eye the detective crouched on the floor. his position looks uncomfortable; she’ll never understand his bizarre antics, and frankly, she has no desire to do so.
the incessant typing is serving to agitate her beyond forbearance. she doesn’t know why all this is necessary, considering light isn’t kira, but if it will prove his innocence so that they can begin spending more time together, alone, then it will all be worth it in the end. it’s needless to say that she’s unbearably jealous of L, as he is the one who gets to be with light when it should be her instead. but distance makes the heart grow fonder, or so they say. perhaps it will draw them closer somehow, lovers reunited after weeks of insufferable separation, how romantic ...
❛ oh my god, ryuzaki, ❜ she whines, peering over the back of the couch with narrowed eyes. ❛ i’m literally gonna die. don’t you have anything better to do than wait for my boyfriend outside the bathroom door ? you know, he’s naked in there. that’s kinda messed up, ryuzaki. have you got any other hobbies besides being a pervert ? ❜ she hops up from her place on the couch and marches towards him, pointedly closing his laptop with her foot. ❛ come on, i’m sick of this. ❜ she seizes his bony wrist in attempts to drag him upwards. ❛ is there anything to do in here ? ❜
ROSE
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❝ say misa, since today is your special day. what would you like to do? you name it, and we can do it. ❞ he grins as he speaks, and then holds out a hand for her.
❛ huh ? for real, you mean it ? ❜ an authentic date invitation from light ? is she understanding him correctly ? nonetheless, she places her hand within his and nuzzles her head against his shoulder as she considers his offer. ❛ well, um … most restaurants are closed today, but i know a park that puts up really pretty lights ! ❜ the idea of walking hand - in - hand with him through the park as the sunlight fades, huddling together on a bench and watching their breath condensate before them, brushing snowflakes out of light’s hair; it’s almost too much for her to take. her heart leaps in her chest and she tilts her head back to look up at him, batting her eyelashes. ❛ how romantic ! ❜
misa giggles, using her free arm to wrap around him in an embrace of gratitude. once she relinquishes him, she turns to open his closet door. ❛ you’ll need a coat. ❜ she cards through the hanging shirts and jackets until she finds one that catches her eye – black cashmere with silver buttons. she pulls it from the hanger and holds it towards light. ❛ how about this one ? it would look so handsome on you, plus it matches mine … ❜