#the-second-kira

[warofchanges]

@the-second-kira

"..."

He glares at the image in the mirror, a sigh escaping his lips.

"I said I was fine with you picking up our Halloween costumes... But you aren't an angel at all, Misa."

Because yes, the blond woman (his wife now) decided to dress him like the devil and herself as a cute angel. Though, as much as they were both devils, Light was probably more angelic than Misa.

[gcmblingdice]

Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds. (Taemin)

Taemin blinks, the idol looking at the other idol. “I...??? okay?” He asks in response to her own question, giving a shrug. 

[breathless-darkness]

Baby Madness @the-second-kira​

A little Light, it was the worse thing in the world that could happen to the God. It showed that the world had a sick sense of humour. Light wasn’t meant to go back to being a child. He was the God of the new world--- he didn’t deserve to have someone being able to pick him up and cart him around. Light was four, only having the memories that a four year old would have. That meant his ideals of the new world hadn’t fully twisted his mind yet. Misa didn’t exist to him, that wasn’t as much of a shock as the Death Note was the farthest thing from his mind. 

It was a good thing that Light wasn’t out in public when the babyification had happened to him. The question was how it had happened. He was truly innocent, it wasn’t some fake innocence--- it wasn’t something that could be brought forth by taking away the Death Note. This wasn’t something completely different than that. The child ran around, tie around his head rather then how it properly should be worn. The only thing covering his body was the too large shirt, it was amazing it hadn’t slipped off his body. Brown eyes looked around and went straight towards the door. He stood on his tip toes trying his best to reach the door, and failing. 

He huffed. “Not fair.” He wanted to get out , he didn’t want to be locked up here. The Death Note was open upon his desk, showing that Light clearly hadn’t meant to turn into a child. Who would wish to turn into a child anyways? What was this? He huffed and could hear someone coming towards the door. He backed up “let me out” he called out. Yes, because an innocent child’s voice calling from behind a door wouldn’t bring bad attention. 

[arrested-destiny]

Misa walked out of a door and found herself in another world. She looked around confused and very lost. "Okay that's weird. I didn't know that door in the studio led me to...Whatever the heck this place is." (Mun's choice)

“Get down!”

A fireball the size of a canteloupe whizzed past Misa’s head, slamming into a giant plant-like...thing, causing it to slump to the ground. A moment later, a black-haired young woman with horns and scales stepped out from behind a tree and huffed. “You okay?” she asked Misa. “You almost stepped right in the path of that morbol, which would not have ended well for you.”

@the-second-kira

[suicidefrantic]

Chatzy time with Misa and Light. The perfect way to ring in the New Year~

[miss-to-oh]

"Kiyomi! I'm finally getting married! And I want you to be my maid of honor!"

Her stomach twisted and turned at her words. “This is so sudden, I must be out of a loop.” 

[actuallynotkira]

Oh Light! I loved your answer about Santa. Ad long as people believe in the magic Christmas has to offer than he truly does exist.

Santa isn’t real. 

[rebiirthday-a]

 “I never meant to fall in love with you.”

My Muse’s Reaction

          Misa’s words were rasped; full of deep longing but strained against Beyond’s hand that spread like a vise across her throat. He chuckled in her ear, twisted lips pressed against her pierced skin as he thrust deeper inside her. 

        “ You don’t need to pretend. ”   Beyond hummed before scrapping sharp canines behind the cartilage. A free hand slid under her tight shirt & searched the supple skin of her stomach before rising & cupping her breast.   “ Love isn’t what we do. ”   His voice was full of air & condescension; the line he breathed sounded like a lyric she’d have sung.

          Beyond’s other hand kept her wrist pinned against the wall, where her body was shoved against. He got a thrill out of imagining how caged she must feel, between his cock bearing into her inviting warmth & his broad chest shadowing her small frame. 

        “ I appreciate the sentiment, at least. ”   Beyond teased, wondering if Misa got some additional high out of confessing her fake love to him in this situation  –  Even if she did, Beyond wouldn’t return the favor. Perhaps, that too  –  The impossibility of receiving more than his body & services while she pledged something unconditional to him  –  Was the very reason she quivered.