I still remember, when I was working on some fan arts for you fic, I was trying to draw that cat necklace. It's been more than four years...... Good old times.
This one... took way too long to finish. XD But it was fun to do! I haven't made chibi's in like two years!
This also may or may not be based on an animatic idea I've had for the Wammy kids for... like three years and I just haven't had the guts to get started on it yet. >.>
Written by Asraella (My-One-True-L), Illustrated by La-Van.
For @deathnotetober 2024, Day 31: Trick-or-Treat
“I really must insist you let me in.”
The low resonance of L’s voice rang muffled inside Beyond’s ears. The heavy oak door that stood between them served as more than a buffer to L’s request. It was a mahogany-stained guard, silent and strong, unmoving to L’s commands, as was the young man locked behind it.
“Patience is a virtue, is it not?” Beyond smirked at his reflection in the antique mirror hanging over the bathroom sink, a relic from the times before The Wammy House was an orphanage, the glass warped and the image distorted from years of neglect, and it held in its grim gaze a premonition of what the young man staring into it would become. “If I let you in now it will spoil the surprise and you wouldn’t want that, would you? Everyone knows the best birthday gifts rely on the element of surprise.”
“I really do think you should…” L’s words escaped his mouth then faded into a strawberry-scented sigh. No one was as stubborn as Beyond and to continue in this attempt at strong arming the outcome he wanted would not produce the results he was seeking. L knew better and he knew he needed to approach this differently. “Perhaps you can give me a hint to this gift you refer to.”
“A game as a preamble to the festivities? Alright, detective. I will indulge you!” Leaning closer to his reflection, Beyond shared a laugh with the person grinning back at him. In his hand rested a half-empty pot of loose face powder, a treasure he found hidden in the depths of a forgotten vanity in Watari’s quarters. The original owner was a mystery, but the worn gold lettering on the side of the jar and the smell of musty roses that filled the air when the lid was removed reminded him of something he couldn’t quite place, but he was certain it was meant for him to find, and it filled him with a thrill that even solving cases didn’t. To not waste the precious contents of the jar, He swiped the expired makeup across his cheek and over the bridge of his nose with delicate consideration, smiling as his complexion lightened to a milky white. “So tell me L, What are children in America doing this evening?”
L lifted a lanky thumb to his bottom lip and became thoughtful. “I suppose many are preparing to go Trick-or-Treating.”
“That was a bit simple, wasn’t it?” Beyond chuckled his annoyance at L’s quick answer. “Regardless, You are correct.” He turned on the spigot, letting the water run over his fingertips before he dipped them in the watercolors he borrowed from the art supply closet. With purple on his left hand and black on the right, he smeared the paint under his eyes in exaggerated strokes until it blended into the powder. “and how do they prepare for such an outing?”
A scowl forged from concern weighed on L’s brows. “As I understand the custom, I believe the children dress as either a monster or someone they admire.”
“Why couldn’t it be both?” Beyond asked as he opened the door, the creak of rusty hinges announcing him before he stepped into the shadowed hallway. “Happy Birthday! What do you think? Is it you or does it suit me better?”
Confusion made L’s already wide eyes grow larger as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing. Starting at his bare feet, He dragged his eyes up Beyond, his jeans a slightly darker shade of blue but reminiscent still of the inspiration, a white long sleeve shirt clung to his frame while tangles of hair hung over his eyes and stuck up in the back in spikey mattes, and when their eyes met, Beyond smiled genuine pleasure at L’s expression.
“What is this?” Steady and even, there was no anger hidden in L’s tone, just the low hum that clung to his words as he spoke.
“I really did think you would be better at playing this.” Beyond huffed his disappointment. “I think the actual question you should be asking is which of us is the trick and which of us is the treat?”
L tried to sort meaning from the jumbled nonsense the other orphan was muttering. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he scuffed a few steps backwards. “Perhaps I should get Watari.”
“You’re…concerned? For what reason?” Beyond looked at L incredulously. “Surely I don’t need to explain that I am The World’s Greatest Detective this Halloween?”
L tipped his head towards Beyond, his words hushed by disbelief. “I think I fail to understand how this is a gift for me?”
“Didn’t you know?” The corners of Beyond’s lips twisted into a sneer, drawing tiny cracks in the foundation caking to his skin. “Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”
Post: For Anyone Else Who Wants To Hear Me Sound Off
Beyond Birthday
How I feel about this character: Oh, baby. Get some help.
People I ship romantically: Naomi, but only as a crackship!
Non-romantic OTP: L and B! I KNOW THEY WERE FRIENDS, PLEASE TELL ME MORE
My unpopular opinion about this character: I actually think he’s bi, not gay. Another obscure opinion I have is that he’s basically a more chill version of Tomura Shigaraki from My Hero Academia.
One thing I wish was canon: I wish he’d gotten to have a direct confrontation with L. But I understand why that couldn’t happen, too.
(P. S. Here’s Tomura, in case you thought I was exaggerating the similarities.)
Naomi Misora
How I feel about this character: the only good example of female representation in Death Note. She was killed off at the proper time, but my gosh, how I wish Misa had her mind. It would have been so interesting!
My OTP: I ship her with Raye since that’s where she ended up, but I also think she and L would have been a cute couple!
My platonic OTP: Naomi x L, Naomi x any of the Wammy boys, Naomi x Halle Lidner!
My unpopular opinion: I don’t think Raye treated her poorly when he said she would have a more fulfilling life as a mother. Naomi was struggling with her guilt over not being able to shoot a 13yo for a case in the LABB Murder Cases, so it’s not a stretch to say that she’s still unhealthily attached to that line of work and needs to focus on her life ahead. Though I understand why it came off as dismissive from Raye, her fiancé.
One thing I wish was canon: LET HER BE FRIENDS WITH L IN PERSON, DANG IT!
L. Lawliet
My thoughts on this character: Baby boy baby, my husband
Romantic OTP: L X MISA 😤 I’m fond of L x Naomi as well though.
Platonic OTP: L x literally anyone who isn’t Light, please good gosh he needs better friends
My unpopular opinion: L is not a bad person; he is a person who did what he had to do. L is not a sociopath; he is a lonely autistic man who has trouble expressing himself. L is not gay; he expresses attraction to Misa and no one else. Lawlight needs to burn in hell.
Something I wish was canon: A single tear trickling down L’s face as he died in Light’s arms. It would have made a sad scene even sadder.
Losing a close friend is like losing a part of yourself. The grief becomes immeasurable. You're constantly thinking of them when you see things related to them but won't be able to tell again that "hey! this reminded me of you <3" and "hey look! Isn't this the same book you were talking about the last week? See I got this for you". You won't be able to sit in a comfortable silence with them again, neither will you be able to reminisce your old memories together by looking at an old picture. The pain is immense, maybe more than losing a precious possession of yours. There will be an urge to go back to them again and wrap your arms around them and break down immediately and tell them "we're okay,right?" . You lose a shoulder to cry on, you lose an anchor to hold on when you're feeling like losing yourself. You'll constantly get reminded of how free you felt when you were with them.
It's so hard to forget someone, who you've cared for so much, for a long time. Just when you thought your bond was unbreakable, you get to realize people don't stay forever. You receive that sudden slap of the reality which forces you to acknowledge the truth. It's just too much hurt, too much pain to realize you're left all alone in your misery, not that you've always faced it alone but still there was someone who would've made you laugh in those times, and they were your best friend.
The misconception that there is no sound in space originates because most space is a ~vacuum, providing no way for sound waves to travel. A galaxy cluster has so much gas that we've picked up actual sound. Here it's amplified, and mixed with other data, to hear a black hole!
What would you headcanon as the Wammy Boys favorite music genres? Do they have any favorite songs or bands in particular?
Hello My Dear nightfurynova1217!!!! I love asks for the boys about music!!
So I have this similar ask that I answered a little while back about the bands The Boys would have liked at the time the Manga was published and what their favorite song from each is.
I have a hard time not thinking of them in context to the time of the Manga, so if you want this more Today heavy, let me know! (Also, I think of them all as mostly being into Rock of some kind.) 😊
L
Favorite Genres: Rock (grunge, industrial & some goth when he was a teenager, 2000’s Alt rock and some Metalcore in his 20’s, and Alt & Indie later on if he had lived) as well as some classical & pop (believe it or not).
Favorite bands: When he was a kid: Pearl Jam, Nirvana, and Alice in Chains, in his 20’s: Breaking Benjamin, Cold, Three Days Grace, Linkin Park, Evanescence, (Bad Wolves if he had lived)
Favorite songs: He has never been one to choose a favorite since it all depends on the mood he’s in, but if he had lived he would have found irony and a special fondness for Dance with the Devil by Breaking Benjamin.
Mello
Favorite Genres: Rock, Metalcore, Industrial
Favorite bands: Three Days Grace, Killswitch Engage, In Flames, Audioslave, (Diamante & Red if he had lived)
Favorite songs: Just Like You (Three Days Grace) & Rose of Sharyn (Killswitch Engage)
Near
Favorite Genres: Rock (especially Indie) and some pop and classical as well as some folk.
Favorite bands: Franz Ferdinand, Panic! At the Disco, Paramore, Fallout Boy
Favorite songs: Take Me Out (Franz Ferdinand)
Matt
Favorite Genres: Rock, Industrial, Darkcore when gaming
Favorite bands: Chevelle, Nine Inch Nails, Atreyu, Garbage, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sublime, The White Stripes, Blink-182
Favorite songs: The Red (Chevelle)
Beyond
Favorite Genres: Rock, Industrial, Indie, some pop.
Favorite bands: Cold, Breaking Benjamin, Slipknot, Lacuna Coil, The Decemberist, Nirvana
Favorite songs: Wasted Years (Cold), I Will Not Bow (Breaking Benjamin)
Thank you so much for the ask! It was a lot of fun!
why does literally nobody talk about L apparently having constant auditory hallucinations of the church bells that played near the orphanage he grew up at
Because there's not much to say about it, and most fans already know why it happening, at least from a symbolic point of view.
It's implied that L was hearing the bells because he was aware, on at least some level, he was about to die. He suggests so himself: "It's been ringing nonstop all day, I find it very distracting. I wonder if it's a church; maybe a wedding or perhaps a…" He trails off quietly, but we all can hear the word "funeral" left unsaid.
L is hearing his own death toll. His own requiem.
That's part of the reason why he's acting so strangely during the Rain Scene. He knows. He can likely feel it, in that strange way that people sometimes just feel off, like something about the day is going to go wrong, but we don't know why. And that feeling of impending doom, that heavy fog of "something is wrong, something is going to happen", is likely the reason L was outside in the first place; having a private moment to try to sort through those feelings. Or perhaps even a silent existential crisis, questioning the viability of his own continued survival.
the knowledge that you are going to die hasn't been studied very extensively (for obvious reason) but from what there is, that kind of an experience really messes with people's minds. It's a very traumatic thing, to be so blatantly confronted with your own mortality. It doesn't really seem to trigger hallucinations, however, but that could still be a potential 'in universe' explanation for why he was hearing them.
Outside of canon, it's a story device, a way to unnerve the viewer/reader. To put us on edge, to give us that feeling of foreboding, which is only increased by the rest of L's out-of-character behavior in those last few scenes. It's there to give us the feeling that something is wrong, it's setting us on edge, priming us, for the grand finale: L's actual death. L hearing bells that only he can hear right before he dies is an objectively creepy thing, and it does a fantastic job of yanking the floor right out from under us, to suddenly skew our foundations and leaving us feeling unbalanced.
Regardless of all that, the bells are one of my favorite things about L's death. It's such a creepy, off-putting, yet heartbreaking tragic detail, one that is incredibly memorable. It's just a fantastic touch, and i don't think L's death would've been as depressing or painful without them. It's one of those things that's become irrevocably linked to L's character, in the same way strawberries and sugar cubes are, if to a lesser extent.
I love the bells. I love why they're there. I love how even the mention of them always makes my heart hurt because of what they represent.