Light Yagami dances slowly with you, swaying with your chests pressed together. Your arms are wrapped around each other, hands gripping hair and clothes. If you lifted your head from his shoulder to look at him, there isn't any feeling in his gaze. His eyes soften, but they're never full anymore. You mutter about his exhaustion to him, but he blocks it with a shake of his head. Maybe if you weren't so smart heβd have gotten his identity past you, but it didn't matter now. Now, youβre swaying to the sound of pianos and violins in the back room of whatever formal event. You lay your head down again on his shoulder, and βI love you,β you say.
He kisses your jaw, and his lashes flutter shut. For now, youβre both in love.
L Lawliet calls out, runs at you, captures you in a hug and spins you around. He drags you into a waltz, humming and grinning wide as can be! Heβs solved another unsolvable case, the last on his todo list! Heβs all yours, indefinitely. He kisses you over and over, and you're both drowning and laughter and smiles, what will you do? Where to go next! L says he can take you anywhere in the world, just say the word and youβre there! You take his face and tell him that everything you want is with him, and he smiles even harder. Heβs giggling and kissing you and you slow to a gentle sway in his room.
Matsuda dances with you in the woods on a hot summer day, with your feet in the cool mud of a stream. The small portable speaker plays old romantic songs, all sappy words and smooth music. You jump and spin around like little children playing pretend, heβs the noble night, and you his beloved. He dips you and you stumble, and fall, and youβre both all soaked now. You laugh, deep and in your stomach, together, and feel every problem in the world be washed away by the cool water. You skip hand in hand the rest of the walk, all muddy and messy. Its okay, you can do laundry later.
Mello grips you tightly as you dance on each other at the club, the bass thooming so hard you can't feel your legs. It's not hot, not sexy, none of that.
This is when you fall in love so hard it puts the bass to shame. Youβre slow dancing in the middle of a Nicki Minaj song with everyone screaming around you, and youβve got the most incredible man youβve ever found in your grasp and every time he blushes and looks away from you, his pupils dilate a little and itβs so endearing you smile. You pull his face and kiss him too sweet for the setting. He smiles really big.
Near hasn't looked in your eyes yet, heβs hiding behind his long hair, did you have to choose this song? Itβs good, yes, but the words. Oh dear, itβs so sexual, please change it. You laugh gently as he presses his face into your chest, reaching for your phone. You watch him switch to some random playlist of slow dancing songs. You pet his head as the songs play, coaxing him into a better dancing position. This is much better, and he likes it much more than Megan Thee Stallion. He spreads his fingers over yours and threads them together fluidly, and you pull him into a small sway. You kiss his head, and oh dear, heβs hidden in your chest again. Please don't blame him, heβs just shy.
if light just said he was gay and swapped out the porno mags for GAY porno mags he would have gotten away with everything, i believe that with my entire being
βwhy does he have so much to hideβ gay, next question.
βwhy does he act so strange around L sometimesβ gay, next question.
βwhy is he so perfect and meticulousβ gay, next question.
if light just said he was gay and swapped out the porno mags for GAY porno mags he would have gotten away with everything, i believe that with my entire being
βwhy does he have so much to hideβ gay, next question.
βwhy does he act so strange around L sometimesβ gay, next question.
βwhy is he so perfect and meticulousβ gay, next question.
I don't ship LxMisa but y'know L showed more interest in her in that scene where they were watching her makeup commercial and that here he is trying to convince light to help his investigation in yotsuba than light did in the whole series
The recent revival of pop-punk is built entirely on the shoulders of poc and queer ppl who have fought tirelessly to gain any form of fame but every article about it just talks about pop artists who occasionally have songs with an electric guitar or a Travis Barker feature and act as if they're the ones who did all the work. This isn't even a critique on those artists or their music it's just incredibly frustrating to see them being given all the credit for something they're simply jumping onto now it's more popular instead of the people who built those foundations for them.
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