“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong? You’re looking so drawn and tired recently, and you’ve got all of these bruises…” (From Quillsh)
Toxic Relationship/Friendship Meme
“Nothing wrong, just living life…do you always have to do these checkups?”


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“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong? You’re looking so drawn and tired recently, and you’ve got all of these bruises…” (From Quillsh)
Toxic Relationship/Friendship Meme
“Nothing wrong, just living life…do you always have to do these checkups?”
@inventogation continued the narrative
His stomach churned. Roger was the last person he wanted to see. His guilt over Wammy’s death was already strong enough on its own, and the man made it no secret that he held him responsible.
❝ I believe that is none of your business. I am no longer a resident of the orphanage. You are not my caretaker. ❞
While yes, there were better ways of handling this situation, L had never been gifted in the art of polite conversation. Brutal honesty was almost all he knew, and he wasn’t going to force himself into anything else for someone that made him feel like garbage.
The male knelt down, collecting the now empty paper cup and its plastic lid, carefully resealing it as he stood. He wasn’t fond of wasting sugary drinks, especially one that had been brewed just to his liking.
❝ What exactly are you doing out? ❞
inventogation replied to your post:
ARE YOU OK
I'm okay but I died
✧ why not lmao
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
Loss
@inventogation
In the three weeks following the end of the Kira case, L had yet to speak a single word. The moment he and Watari arrived at their new location, he locked himself away in his room for hours. It wasn’t until dinnertime that he finally left his bedroom, his eyes puffy and red as he stared at the floor.
Although he usually slouched, there was something far more vulnerable to the way he was carrying himself. He seemed uncomfortable, unsure of every movement he made. Climbing up into a nearby chair, folded his arms on his knees, pressing his face into them.
Light’s gruesome end had unsettled the detective thoroughly. He was used to losing people, he was used to seeing morbid scenes- but, this had been...different. He had hoped for something better, something more prideful. Instead, he was forced to watch as the man he’d seen as his equal writhed on the floor in his own blood, screaming. Never before had he watched someone fall so quickly. He had cried for the first time in years that night in his room.
Light had, above all else, been his friend. While pure trust hadn’t been a part of their relationship, mutual respect was. He’d grown to care for the younger man, possibly as more than a mere friend. These thoughts, however, were not something he had privy to in his line of work.
About Muse
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Name: Mail Jeevas
Nickname(s): Matt, m, Red
Age: 20
Species: Human
p e r s o n a l .
morality: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / grey / evil
religious belief: Knows of different religious beliefs, but doesn’t participate in worship
sins: lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath
virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice
primary goals in life: Not die, figure out how to live outside the ideals of Wammy’s house and his whole life before it.
languages known: English, French, and basic greetings
secrets: fear of not belonging anywhere, no purpose for his existence
quirks: has to have something in either his hands or mouth, gaming and smoking was picked to satisfy it
savvies: tech is another language for him, good with numbers and infinite possibilities, close observer of profiles that allows him to read people, smooth talking when needed, good at blending
p h y s i c a l .
build: slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / tall
height: 5′6″
weight: 120 lbs
scars/birthmarks: freckles, small scars from impulsive activities
abilities/powers: works quick, can get along with most people
restrictions: thinks life is a game, likes to play with emotions, can’t take care of himself, impulsive, no motivation or ambition
f a v o u r i t e s .
favourite food: Chinese takeout
favourite drink: Beer
favourite pizza topping: extra cheese
favourite colour: black/white
favourite music genre: classic/indie rock
favourite book genre: horror
favourite movie genre: gore/horror
favourite season: fall
favourite curse word: fuck
favourite scent: cigarettes, cinnamon, fire
f u n s t u f f .
bottom or top: top from the bottom
loud burper or soft burper: loud burper
sings in the shower: yes / no
likes bad puns: yes / no
their opinion on the mun: who
TAGGING: @miss-to-oh @inventogation @beyondsacidicdesires
inventogation replied to your post: Like this post if you want Taki to eat Mello’s...
That would be cannibalism
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inventogation replied to your post “Fuck meeeeee”
How to have ur hands busy: ruffle ur hair. chew ur knuckles in private. do these weird finger things. do finger snaps. get a pencil and do stuff with it.
Thanks, but it ends up it was just because I was hungry, I think? Idk, I ate and it went away. -shrug- and trust me, keeping my hands busy isn’t the problem, it’s the fact that I have to x-x I hate it.