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Imagine: L Lawliet kissing you for the first time

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hiiii<3 could i request some Matt pwease? 🥺🥺

♡ matt / mail jeevas (death note) general fluff headcanons ♡

⠀꒰ ୨୧ he has adhd and needs to stay engaged and stimulated or else he gets bored and depressed easily, so he appreciates when you do fun activities with him like playing videogames

⠀꒰ ୨୧ you put your minecraft beds next to each other

⠀꒰ ୨୧ you also visit each others islands in animal crossing

⠀꒰ ୨୧ he’s got an awful sleep schedule; so you often fall asleep before him. but always wake up cuddling next to him n_n!

⠀꒰ ୨୧ very clingy and physically affectionate with you

⠀꒰ ୨୧ always there to comfort you if youre sad about having lost a game <3

[deathnotedrabbles]

Can you do Matt's first time with his s/o?

AU in which matt doesn’t die :)) i’m not still salty or anything it’s fine :)))

i know this was sent in literally 4 years ago, sorry for taking so long anon, if ur still around, i hope u enjoy

also warning for smut i guess ?? or at least heavily implied smut

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This hadn’t been the way you’d expected to end your evening, but you were hardly about to complain.

You’d barely had time to register the door opening before Matt’s mouth was crushed against yours, his hands knotting in your hair as he sucked the breath from your lungs as easily as taking a drag from a cigarette. 

His body was heavy as it pressed into yours, pushing you against the wall as his teeth tugged at your lower lip. The taste of metal didn’t hinder you, however, as your hands locked around his neck, fingertips digging into the warm skin, still slick with sweat that matted his red hair and dampened the back of his shirt.

Apparently, the kidnapping had gone well.

The adrenaline seemed to pour off Matt in waves as his hands sought your thighs, nails biting through your jeans as he picked you up without breaking his urgent kiss. His lips were sealed to yours with pressure enough to leave your mouth swollen and bruised, teeth knocking in clumsy desperation as Matt stumbled towards the bedroom.

“Y/N…” 

His voice was raspy, clouded with lust as his eyes raked down your body. You squirmed self-consciously beneath his gaze, heart hammering against your ribs and cheeks hot. The two of you had discussed sex before, but Matt was so preoccupied with his work for Mello, the two of you just…hadn’t seemed to find the time.

“Matt,” you replied, throwing him a teasing smile that he easily mirrored with a playful tilt of his lips broken by his breathless panting.

“Do you wanna… I mean…”

You vaguely noticed that his hands were shaking, and he gripped your hips to steady them. 

“Yes.”

A slow grin slid over your boyfriend’s face, and when he leaned in to kiss you, he took his time.

The kiss was slow, his tongue smoothing over his chapped lips before seeking your own, a heated duel that had your breath catching as your fingers threaded through his hair.

Your clothing pooled on the floorboards as Matt’s rough hands explored your newly exposed skin. He exhaled shakily against your mouth, moving his lips to your jaw, your neck, biting and sucking at the tender skin and sending bruises blossoming across its surface.

Taking note of every hitch of your breath, every stifled moan into his skin, Matt transformed you into a trembling, whimpering mess with every skilled stroke of his tongue, every graze of his fingertips over your thighs...

When the two of you finally laid tangled in the sheets, chests heaving and skin gleaming with sweat and bruises, Matt’s arms slid around you and tugged you into his side. You could hear the thrumming of his heart, feel every ragged breath as he placed lazy kisses along the hollow of your throat, holding you flush to his body as he smiled into your skin.

“Mmm... not bad, babe,” he teased, and you chuckled, leaning sleepily against him and pressing a tired kiss to his chest. He fished a cigarette from the pocket of his discarded pants, aiming it away from you as he lit up and sucked in a long, slow breath. He exhaled a long puff of smoke, and you wrinkled your nose at the smell, but found yourself too caught up in the afterglow to object.

“Not so bad yourself,” you mumbled, biting back a yawn. Matt chuckled, his lips finding your temple as he ran his fingers through your hair, combing out the tiny knots. He pressed one last kiss to the corner of your mouth. You could taste ash on his breath.

“Sleep, babe. I’ve got you.”

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Her Lament (L x Reader)

Character: Elle Lawliet

Fandoms: Death Note & Undertale (kinda)

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Depressed!Reader, Angst, Crossover

Title: Her Lament

  Requested by anon:

Can you write a songfic based on the song "His/Asirel's Lament" (performed by Caleb Hyles) for L Lawliet where the reader helps with the Kira case, but is really closed off from everyone until L looks into the reader's past and learns of how many loved ones of the reader have died and slowly becomes the reader's first friend in a long time?

Requested by anon:

Hi, um, could you possibly do an L x Depressed! Reader? It would be nice if you could possibly do that for me. Thanks, and I like you’re writing by the way.

I could feel L’s eyes on me again. At first I tried to pretend like I didn’t notice, but his stare was flustering me and so I looked over to him. He looked away just when I did, even if he wasn’t the best at dissimulating.

I just sighed and focused back on the papers on the Kira case, deciding I did not have the strength to put up with whatever he was thinking. Focusing on the job was tiring enough, even if at the same time it was the very thing that kept my mind busy and distracted me from everything else.

My eyes were on the paper, but I had read the same line of the report multiple times without understanding one single word, I was too distracted by the feeling that someone was watching me.

“What is it, Ryuzaki?” I asked him tiredly, determined to end whatever he was doing right there and then.

“What is what, Y/N?” His big dark eyes focused on me, even if he tried to appear nonchalant.

“I’m trying to work” I really didn’t want to be rude, but this had gone on for a few days already.

Usually, when anyone else tried to approach me, I was polite. I calmly told them –especially Matsuda, who was very talkative –that I was there to work and not to chat. The only times when I spoke to people was when it was absolutely necessary for the case, I didn’t want to waste my energy on anything else. I wasn’t interested in making friends either.

But L wasn’t like that. He either didn’t realize I wanted to be alone and quiet or preferred not to realize. Either way, even if he technically didn’t start conversations, it was like he slyly made me start them for him. Like right then, as he stared at me.

“I can see that” He calmly replied, nodding his head a little.

“You’re staring at me” I patiently said, making an effort not to sound rude.

Honestly, it felt like L wasn’t too used to being around people. That was why he probably didn’t realize that I was uncomfortable with him staring, for example.

“I was” He admitted, like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

“Why were you staring at me?”

“Honestly, I just find you fascinating”

He shrugged and leaned closer to the table to pick up one of his sweets, which he brought up to his lips and immediately gulped down. I stared at him in disbelief, utterly perplexed as to why he found me so fascinating and why he said it so casually.

“Excuse me?” I knew that it had to be a compliment in his mind, and it wasn’t something bad, I just… was taken aback by such a sudden comment on his side.

“Your behavior is vastly different from everyone else’s” L picked up a cube of sugar and put it in his mouth, just like that, as he kept talking. His voice sounded a little muffled because of it. “You’re different, and I find it quite interesting”

I frowned, understanding what he was talking about now. He probably meant that I was absent, that I refused as much interaction as other people seemed to need. L probably didn’t realize why, I was positive that he just thought I was… eccentric like himself. If only he knew why I isolated myself like that.

Just at the thought that L might somehow find out about my past, I felt uncomfortable and slightly scared. I didn’t want anyone to know, not because I was worried that it might push them away or feel sorry for me, but because I was not interested in anyone. It was just that… I didn’t want anyone to know about it.

This is the end

Just let me win

I found you after you fell

You always did mean well

You made your place in our home

But now I'm so alone

What is this that's happening?

What is this feeling?

Have I been through too much now?

What will my heart allow?

Don't you know why you're still here?

Why I keep you so near?

I can't let this be the end

Can't say ‘goodbye’ again

“With all due respect, Ryuzaki” I paused for a moment, taking a deep breath since just imagining him knowing about my past rattled me. “I came here to work and nothing more”

His eyes analyzed me for a moment, squinting as he scrutinized me like he could read my mind that way. Then he looked away and stood up, putting his hands in his pockets.

“Very well” He just said before he walked to the other side of the room.

I heaved a sigh, relieved that he dropped it. He didn’t know, and I was somehow glad about it. I had always felt like it was my burden to carry, and no one else’s.

Maybe that was it, that was why. Maybe I was scared that someone knew because that way I would have to talk about it. And that would only make it more real. More painful.

*

The next day everyone gathered at Ryuzaki’s place again. Mr. Yagami gave me the reports I was supposed to study that day and I silently sat on the couch, away from everyone else.

My eyes were centered on the papers as I went over the new details we found on the case. There didn’t seem to be any more useful clues, but I carefully examined each and every one of them to make sure I wasn’t missing something. However, it was hard to focus again. Someone was staring at me. Again.

I turned my head to look at Ryuzaki, who sat in the arm chair next to the couch I sat on. I opened my mouth to ask him to stop it, but to my surprise he began talking this time.

“I have something to confess, Y/N” He admitted, being extremely blunt about it.

“What is it?” I absently put the papers down on the table and stared at him, equally curious and nervous.

“I’m afraid curiosity got the best of me” L refused to look into my eyes as he took a sip of his overly sweet tea. “I know”

The way he said ‘I know’ caused my heart to skip a beat. He couldn’t possibly mean what I thought he meant… he couldn’t know about that…

“What…” I gulped involuntarily and had to start over. “What do you know?”

“I know about your past, I checked your file” For having confessed something so huge and that had such an impact on me that I froze, L seemed quite calm about it.

“You…” I somehow managed to utter, feeling out of breath.

I suddenly got reminded of everything. Of all the sorrow I went through when I lost people very dear to me. The endless nights crying. The insomnia. The pain. The loneliness. The fact that I was almost fired from my job because I couldn’t focus properly. With L knowing, I was suddenly reminded of everything and the empty yet extremely heavy pain arrived to my heart again.

“I’m terribly sorry” L fumbled around a little, fidgety, until he handed me a tissue. It was then when I realized my eyes became watery and I had shed a tear or two.

“You would have known sooner or later” My response surprised even myself.

But it was a fact: L was a very intelligent individual. If his curiosity hadn’t tempted him or if he hadn’t found my file, he would still have deduced or realized somehow.

Maybe that was why I refused to get close to him. But now that one of the walls I built were demolished, the idea of letting him in was more appealing.

“I would like to say that…” L made a pause, and his dark eyes analyzed me carefully. “That if you ever need anything I will be here”

“Thank you” I nodded, wiping my tears off and sniffling through my nose.

“Quite literally as well” A gentle smile appeared on his lips. “I live here”

I chuckled a little, appreciating his efforts. He could be awkward and don’t understand people that well, but I supposed he had gone through some dark times himself and knew how that felt. Also, we always had a greater understanding of each other than other people did, I merely preferred to ignore it and push him away so he wouldn’t see through me. But he did.

L rested his hand over mine, even if a second later he moved it and pretended like nothing happened. A faint blush appeared on his pale cheeks as well.

It was a relief that he knew, that he didn’t mind. That he could be my friend and I could fill a void that way. Even if he could never truly replace what I had lost, but he could change everything at the same time.

My hate is replaced with fear

The thought that you're not here

Do not made me realize

You aren't the one who dies

I know that you're not the one with whom I had such fun

That one isn't here with me

The one I'll never see

So alone, so afraid, I'm so sorry

Need to be saved

You can make the world brand new

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Send me requests!!

I have no requests (except for the Light request by @sebastianshoe and I completely forgot about I’m really sorry because it wasn’t in my asks but I’ve started working on it now) so I can’t write anything!

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Can I request something? In the beginning of death note when L puts the cameras in lights room? What if light was hiding his s/o from his family and she was texting him and they can't see his phone. So maybe she was telling him that she was in the shower and that's why she didn't answer his message right away so he makes the joke that he wasn't invited and in seriousness she said that no one was home and to L and his dad it looked like light randomly jumped up and rushed out of his room?

Ryuk had alerted Light to the fact that there were sixty-four cameras and microphones in his bedroom, for the price of three apples at the perfect ripeness to the Shinigami’s liking. From the mental map that Light had comprised, there was only two blind spots in the whole room. As his girlfriend was in the house, currently being kept secret from his family until such a time as he felt it would forward his plan even further, this made it slightly difficult to text her.

In an attempt to circumnavigate the Task Force, Light’s phone was sat in his lap. From the way he would text with one hand, he hoped it would look like he had an itchy leg or was readjusting the seam of his trousers. One thing that did inadvertently aid Light in this was the fact that there were no cameras or microphones in the bathroom, presumably because this was the most private room in the house and to observe it would bring discomfort all around. 

His phone hadn’t buzzed for almost fifteen minutes, which was concerning without much of a reason for it. His shower stuff was neatly arranged on his bed, all he was waiting for was Y/N’s invitation.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, his phone buzzed. Had he been anyone else, he would have jumped. But he was Light Yagami, and as such the only reaction he gave was a slight twitch of his left eye; it was barely noticeable.

Didn’t reply because in shower now. 

Light repressed a smirk, being all too aware of who and what he was and of the fact that every move he made, every breath he took, every blink, was being counted. It wouldn’t do to expose the secret of his girlfriend’s presence, let alone the nature of his... other secret.

He texted back quickly, not wanting to arouse too much suspicion.

Is that so? Guess I’ll just sit here all alone... uninvited. 

He was half-joking, but within seconds he had a reply, working as best as he could to keep his breathing at the same depth and pace as it had been before he had started texting Y/N. The knowledge that he - and by extension, Y/N - may get caught at any second only increased his arousal. 

No one’s home, Light. What’s stopping you from showering with me? Saves water. Door’s open ;)

As hard as he tried, the moment he’d read the last word, Light forgot about his composure, jumping up and running from the room like his life depended on it. He didn’t even shut the door behind him.

Across the region, L and Soichiro wore equally perplexed expressions.

“... Maybe my son has an upset stomach.” Soichiro mused, more to himself.

“It’s a distinct possibility.” L said absentmindedly as he dropped seven sugar cubes into the teacup beside him, stirring it with a lollipop.

Seventeen percent, Light.

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Imagine: Kissing Light Yagami for the first time

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