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The way Light divides himself and acts as a spectator is wild. He’s always like ‘how will Soichiro’s son, Light, act.’ And then he refers to Kira in the third person.
Also the fact that he said he’d kill L with his hands if he had to is so funny I didn’t remember him saying that
Ts was so funny to me. L had to have an ounce of embarrassment coming to the ceremony like that 😭
When talking to light Misora says she with with L two years ago AND I THINK SHE MEANS IN THE LOS ANGELES BB MURDERSSSS
BEYOND BIRTHDAYYYY
I’m just thinking about him in the early 2000s lmao
okay okay okay - hear me out
Xue Yang as Light
A-Qing as Sayu
Song Lan as Soichirou (Xiao Xingchen ???)
but instead of the Death Note anime ... it's the musical, just think about it
wait
people sort through a fandom for the first time using something other than bookmarks ???
i can't abbreviate Death Note anymore without someone making a deez nuts joke
new intro post!
welcome, be not afraid. i am a kind angel.
about me:
hiiiii!! i’m lou/wren. i am a minor so please don’t be creepy. here is my pronouns page for my info about what you can call me. i am also a lesbian btw. i am angelkin but non-religious. i have no problem with religious people as long as they’re not meanies. i’m kinda cringe and i know that.
my fandoms are bsd, r1999, dead plate, cold front, hsr, lacey games, crk, pjsk, danganronpa, genshin impact, and death note.
music:
will wood, the stereosexuals, a verbal equinox, penelope scott, msi, mcr, lemon demon, ayesha erotica, eyedress, tv girl, mitski, dazey and the scouts, weezer, tally hall, the pAper chAse, devi mccallion, mccafferty, miracle musical, madilyn mei, maretu, the offspring, alex g, soddikken, femtanyl, and jack stauber.
standard dni criteria, nothing to note here. i’m not going to harass over fiction but at the same time proshippers dni.
i’m most likely neurodivergent and i have diagnosed anxiety and depression so i may be a little awkward. if you want to be friends just ask me! i really appreciate my mutuals and respect the hell out of you guys.
art requests are closed, they will be open again near the end of may because i have sooooo much standardized testing—don’t ask me to draw weird shit, no complicated background, no nsfw, no ed, sh, sa, or pedo stuff, light to mid gore is totally fine. i don’t need payment. you can ask for stuff from any of my fandoms.
here are my tags + other socials:
art: #lous art
talking: #lou yaps
colored traditional art: #lou colors its fucking drawing
animating tag: #lou does stop motion
writing tag: #lou writes
personal non fandom stuff: #lous personal
my anon emoji will be 🪽
my pinterest
my strawpage
some of the blinkies credit: @sister-lucifer
my irls are: @starreskies @x6v1er and @kallonwaibel13 i love you guys smmmmm!!! X333
also real quick for the people that like my danganronpa content
Woah lost media
Everyday all day and it’s always about mello…
Credits for getxgh00sted on tiktok for the text
I need shifting tips….
I need them in a way that it's concerning to feminism
Incomplete Report
TW: spanking | WC: 2.4k
How did you end up here? L on top of you, the both of you in a heated kiss, and no one watching. His skin is paper white except for the hickies you left on his neck. His eyes were wide, they were calling to you, yearning for more.
. . .
It was later in the night, everyone had gone to their rooms and it was only you and L working. “Y/N, are you almost finished with your reports?” L sat in his chair, his feet straddling the end of his seat like always. He sucked on a lollipop, his eyes on you, waiting for a reply.
You brushed the hair out of your face and look up from your laptop, the bags under your eyes showing. The man frowned, ready to get you a coffee if you needed it.
“I’m almost done, I just need to figure out a few more things.”
Exhaling from your nose, your gaze fell back on your monitor, frustrated that you’ve been at it for so long. Hearing rolling sounds beside you, L sat right next to you.
“Do you mind if I take a look?” You sighed, ready to rebuttal, but he took the laptop without your confirmation. “Let’s see…” His finger fell onto his lip, he bit down softly, and you watched him.
A part of you was happy he was this close to you. His elbow was near yours, and you imagined yourself brushing your arm against it. You didn’t realize you were daydreaming, staring at his arm, until his head made its way to your stuck eyes’ view.
“Uh-” Your eyes widened, and you backed up. You wished you didn’t react that way. You wanted to linger there just enough to get a good whiff.
“I can finish this for you. It’s almost complete, and you look like you really need some rest.”
Your arms raised, your fingers saying no, but the man didn’t care. You frowned and then stood from your chair. L turned on the lights to make sure you didn’t trip, the brightness causing you to wince.
“I’ll come with you,” you felt L approach you once again, this time holding your arm in his. “Close your eyes, I’ll lead you to your room.” You did as told, closing your eyes and clinging to him.
On your journey to your room, you leaned close to L. Every time you breathed in, you smelled how sweet he was, exactly like the sweets he ate. That thought made you wonder, and you wanted to know if he tasted just like the lollipop he was sucking.
This wasn’t the first for you to daydream about your boss. His appearance and stature might have been a turn-off for some people, but his lanky body and demeanor just made you cave. To help you sleep every night, you’d dream about all the things you’d do to him. You’d dream about pulling his hair, seeing your handprint on his ass, and seeing what he looked like unclothed.
You already knew how his ass looked when he and Light were fighting, you were extremely delighted.
“We’re here, you can open your eyes.” L stood beside your door, waiting for you to react.
You smiled and thanked him. You went and opened your door, but you hesitated in the doorway. You turned around, your eyes connecting with his. Your mouth opened, then closed, your pupils darting to the floor. You wanted to say something, but you weren’t sure of what.
“Are you alright? Do you need to talk to me about something?”
“I-...” You sighed, scratching the back of your head. “Just, thank you again.” He smiled and nodded, but he still stood there. You leaned on your door and widened your mouth again, “I don’t mean to take so long with these reports. I could do them faster. It’s just… you’re the problem L.” His head cocked back as his eyebrow arched, his eyes opening more ever so slightly.
“What do you mean I’m the problem?”
Maybe it was the exhaustion, or maybe you were done with having this crush on him, but you were letting it out now. Who cares about how it might change everything? You didn’t really think it would. You mostly cared about your work and catching Kira. So, if he didn’t reciprocate anything, you could just move on and focus better.
“Y’know what.” His eyes stayed fixed on yours, “I like you L. I’ve liked you for a while. I can’t concentrate on my work well enough because I can’t stop thinking about you.”
It took a moment, but he responded, “You like me?”
“Yes, I like you.”
After another pause, “I like you too, Y/N.”
The both of you stood there for God knows how long soaking in the shared knowledge that was dumped on the both of you. When you finally recuperated yourself, you smiled, your cheeks heating. L was doing the same.
“Do you want to come inside?”
L nodded and entered your room, you close the door behind him. You motioned for him to sit on your bed and you sat beside him. Your bodies were turned, wanting to gaze at one another. You watched as he shifted in his jeans, his posture curled towards you. He moved his black hair away from his face only for it to fall back into place. Laughter broke the silence that the room was once filled with.
“That’s one reason I like you,” you placed your hand on your bed and leaned on it. “I really like your mannerisms. Like how you have to eat your candies and how you curl in your chair.”
The man smiled, “I like yours as well. I like when you move your hair and reveal your neck or when you're nervous because you fidget.”
Your cheeks heat again, your posture shifting to scrunching into itself, wanting to feel your skin on your skin. “Stowp,” your hands rushed to your face, and you hid behind them. L chuckled and moved closer to you, moving your hands away with his own. The contact sent a warm rush through your body.
With the small string of confidence you had, you sat up and moved to be inches away from him. You could feel his breath on you, but he didn’t back away, “I want to know how you taste.” Your eyes turned sultry, your lips now with a thin layer of saliva. “I want to know if you taste like candy.”
L’s pale skin showed a hint of pink around his cheeks, and he smiled. Collecting courage for himself, “Then kiss me.”
Never in a million years did you think this was ever going to happen, you connecting your lips with L, feeling how soft they were, and finding out he tasted exactly like sugar. His taste was contagious. You only wanted more. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stuck your tongue out during your kiss. His tongue pressed against yours, and you found your tongues dancing with each another.
As the kiss intensified, you found your back pressed against your bed, L on top of you. Your hands traveled all around his back. You used your fingers to run up and down his sides. Your kisses traveled to his neck, your lips attaching to the skin and leaving marks. As you did, you heard noises come from the man above you making you smirk on his skin. Soon enough, your hands traveled to his ass and you found yourself with your hands under his pants, squeezing him.
Lawliet moaned, and he felt his legs go weak, his chest falling onto yours. Your lips separate, your hands going to the nape of his back, and you gazed at his lips and chuckled. The skin around his lips was red.
“I like how reactive you are” He smiled and fell onto your bed, him laying beside you.
“Watch this,” he lifted his plain white T, which you used to joke camouflaged with his skin, and dragged his fingers across his stomach. Red lines slowly appeared causing your wet dreams to replay in your head.
“Can you go on your stomach?” He nodded, his head facing you, his eyes littered with wonder.
You hooked your fingers under his jeans and glanced for approval. With a nod, you lowered his jeans and realized why you didn’t feel extra fabric. He was commando.
“Do you do this often?”
“No. We ran out of laundry detergent, and I’m out of boxers.”
You both chuckled, and you placed your hand on one of his cheeks. It was soft, and the skin was bare. He was warm, and he smiled when you placed your lips on it. Leaving a kiss, you bit down softly and left a red mark.
“Do you mind if I do something?”
“Go ahead.” In an instant, you smacked his ass. Your handprint next to the bite mark you left. “You can go harder if you want.”
“Is that a suggestion or a request?” You smirked as you rubbed his butt. He grabbed the sheets of your bed and hid behind them. “Oh, come on. Don’t lose your confidence now.”
“A request.” You blushed and grinned, L doing the same.
You found yourself mesmerized by L’s ass. The way it bounced when you hit it, the fact that your hand was perfectly copied onto his skin, and how he’d whine and ask you for more.
What you didn’t know was that L was secretly very kinky. Whenever it was one of those days and his hormones would scream to be let out, he'd watch videos like what you two were doing in the bedroom. He’d fantasized about it and kinda hoped that he’d do it with you. To plead and beg for more, to be on his knees. He wanted to be below you, but he beat himself up for it. He shouldn’t have been thinking about an employee like that. In his own way, he showed he cared by being nicer to you.
“Huuughh~” L let out as you started stroking his cock. He was on his knees, his back arching, and his hands clenching the bed’s footboard as you knelt behind him. You yanked on his charcoal hair, his eyes reaching the ceiling. You smirked, satisfied that in front of your bed were mirrors, so you could see every single expression he made.
“Look how pretty you look,” you lowered yourself, grabbing his face in your hand and kissing him.
“Fuuuck, Y/N, stroke me faster,” you did as told, and whimpers engulfed the room.
Your attention went to his backside. You continued to fasten the pace as you caressed his balls. Soon enough, you began to kiss his gooch and pressed your tongue against it.
This evoked a cry. “If y-you keep d-doing that. I’m... I’m gonna-”
His legs clenched, his torso fell onto the bed, and you heard him stifle his cries. You felt the warm liquid on your hand, and you gazed at it with interest. Lawliet rolled over, his back on the bed.
He grabbed your hand and pulled it close to him, “Sorry for making a mess on your hand.” He gazed into your eyes before ingesting it all. “All clean. Now it’s your turn.”
“There’s no need for that, I’m tired anyways.”
His eyes furrowed then he grinned, “Well, this will definitely make you fall asleep.”
You laid back where your pillows were, and L placed himself in between your legs. He kissed up and down your thighs, smiling at you whenever your eyes connected.
“Nice and sweet,” he gazed at your underwear, which was clearly stained with your fluids. He placed his fingers on you over your underwear, making small circles around your clit.
You clung onto a pillow, biting your lip as he did. His actions fastened and then slowed, creating a little pattern. You moaned quietly, whining for more. He then removed your underwear to see the river that you left for him to turn into a lake. The motion you were getting before stopped as he drooled, staring at how beautiful you were. His fingers inspected your folds; he was so happy to see your beauty to the fullest, to be so trusting that you’d be this vulnerable with him.
His motions began shortly when your groaning continued, but he teased you. He didn’t touch your clit, but instead the crevasses of your folds, going up and down. A part of you wanted more, but the other liked how much he liked you. You felt just a little more confident in yourself.
L’s lips pressed against your clit, but before he did, “You’re gorgeous.”
His pace fastened after time, and you gripped onto your sheets tightly, needing something to hold you back. Pressing his hand on your stomach, he slowly inserted a finger in you. It went in smoothly due to you being so wet, and you moaned from it. His finger curled, and after a bit of fiddling, he found that spot that made you want to scream with pleasure.
As he curled, you couldn’t help but shove a pillow in front of your mouth to make sure not too much noise came out. His tongue attached to your clit as he started pleasuring it again.
“L, I’m gonna cum,” you let out from the sudden contact. He smiled and sped up the pass.
“Fuck~” you moaned as you clenched onto a body part. Your legs stiffened as your eyes rolled back, and heat rushed all through your whole body. Your eyes closed and you almost fell asleep.
L was still near your clit, eating away your cum. “Thank you, L. I’m gonna clean myself up and go to bed.” L moved away and nodded, following you into your private bathroom.
Laying in your bed, you were happy to find L beside you, hugging your torso. He wore one of your fluffy pajama pants, and you matched him. After only a little bit of cuddling, you both fell asleep.
. . .
“L, what happened to your neck?” Light questioned as he watched L walk into the office.
Lawliet raised his eyebrow and pointed towards the hickeys, “There’s nothing on my neck.”
You swiveled in your chair, internally admiring your work, “Yeah, what are you talking about? There’s nothing there.”
It will one day be forgotten because the next day, they were gone. Not really… just covered up with foundation.
Light looked at the both of you baffled, and as everyone else entered the room, they supported your claims, throwing him into a frenzy. You and L chuckled.
The both of you told the team that you put hickies, using makeup, on L’s neck and to pretend that they weren’t there. Light was shocked, making comments the whole day.
If I ever had the death note I’d just use it as a regular notebook
If anyone as “why does it have death on it” I’d just tell them I’m goth
Every time I see that scene during the bell episode this is the only thing that my mind can think of. THE PARALLELS.
My baby
A death note OC I made a while back, meet Fujita Momaeno
appreciation of death note's official art: gothic influence, biblical / religious imagery, intricate backgrounds, abstract but thoughtful compositions, influence of vkei, gothic lolita and other alternative fashions, dramatic - reminds me of classical baroque paintings, death imagery (obviously).
for a story centered around abstract mental battles, it was remarkable how the artist anchored it in a tangible, recognizable aesthetic, giving it a sense of materiality
I decided to use Midjourney to create a Ryuk with valentines theme.
I think it keeps taking reference on the not Anime Ryuk but these still look pretty cool.
I did it several times but these ones look good so I am sharing these.
I got the Midjourney AI today.
Midjourney is an AI that can create pictures like artist drew them.
This came out with the following prompt:
/imagine prompt: Ryuk, death note, with apples --ar 16:9
He's probably blogging about Lights stupidity.
Obsessed with Light being so petty over the L mask that he brought L up like three different times in his head. I thought this monologue was supposed to be about YOUR victory, why am I listening to you gloat about how you would've lost if your dead boyfriend was here
gay people only sit 2 ways
I’m rewatching death note rn and I love how ryuk, who is supposed to be above human concerns and is watching light’s life play out like a reality tv show, still saw him throw away that mini tv and was like, I can’t tell if ur cautious or just a spoiled brat 😒
watching death note for the first time and i wanna dress like misa amane BADLY
like i wanna dress like that 💔
And now for asexual  one 💖💖
it is absolutely true that every character in death note is in a completely different piece of media from every other character. light thinks he's in law and order. L is in columbo, as columbo. misa is in a sabrina carpenter song and rem is in a chappell roan song. to ryuk this is all the three stooges. soichiro is in taken and matsuda is in brooklyn 99 and aizawa is in disco elysium. this is mikami's silence of the lambs and you're living in it. mello will either make this whole situation into twilight or die trying, and near? well. near is in death note.
Using this since it's my general theater blog as well but PSA videos using the 2014 Death Note musical demos have started being taken down from YouTube.
Including DraculaHyde, who was one of the first people to get videos up when the full album was leaked in 2017. At the moment, LyricNear hasn't had any issues, and possibly the act of making lyrics for the videos is enough to consider them transformative and not get taken down.
The timing is pretty clear though. They're preparing to release the new 2023 London album and they don't want the 2014 demo drawing away focus. Still pretty shitty if you ask me, DraculaHyde's videos have been up for seven years now and they just now decide to take them down.
Just in case, I've started putting things on archive. I wish I still had TFAllen's full zip folder of all their saved materials, cursing 2017 me for not saving things properly.
“Soichiro is in taken” lmfao
it is absolutely true that every character in death note is in a completely different piece of media from every other character. light thinks he's in law and order. L is in columbo, as columbo. misa is in a sabrina carpenter song and rem is in a chappell roan song. to ryuk this is all the three stooges. soichiro is in taken and matsuda is in brooklyn 99 and aizawa is in disco elysium. this is mikami's silence of the lambs and you're living in it. mello will either make this whole situation into twilight or die trying, and near? well. near is in death note.