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katsukikitten · 5 years

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Hate you

Six fucking tries to realize it's the emojis the text post dont fucking like. Well without further bullshit here is a fic based off the angsty as fuck song I really wish I hated you by blink 182. Plz enjoy

Bakugou struggles to leave his bed as the sun rushes in through cheap drawn curtains, smooth glass pressed to his palm with some sloshing amber liquid swirling at the bottom.

He rights himself, absently reaching for his phone as he tips the bottle to his lips, emptying the contents. Scarlet eyes reread over messages from a year ago before he extends his arm above his head just to bring it down in a swift motion letting the bottle go half way through. Glass litters the dirty laundry that acts as a rug over the old floor. His phone meets the dry wall, smashing another hole into the grand gaping art that is behind his door. He runs his deadly hands through his hair uncaring how sparks fly from agitated fingers.

Scarlet eyes flicker to a photo of himself with his arm wrapped around you, a candid shot of you two laughing at some stupid shit Kirishima said at a party long forgotten.

He growls to himself as he swipes at the frame causing it to soar off of the nightstand.

An action that has become a daily ritual, he sighs, standing on the shards of glass with uncaring feet before he lifts up the frame, sans glass, as he learned the first time in his fit of rage to leave it out. He sets the photo back up neatly, eyes burning.

His phone begs for his attention, alerting him to some stupid notification. He cannot be bothered as he know it will never be something from you. Yet he makes motion for it anyway, lazily reading a text.

Kirishima: Come on bro, meet us for drinks tonight.

Katsuki's fingers fly across the cracked glass to reply with two words, 'I work.'

An excuse he uses often knowing full well no one will question it, when really he just wants to drink alone and stay drunk. Even if it means drinking before during or after shifts.

He pulls his matching black shirt over his muscled torso looking at his all black hero suit that he's come to hate.

He made it all black per *your* suggestion. As he stares at himself in his mirror he sees an image of you. You drape your arm around his shoulders, mischief dancing in your eyes and in your smile as you trail under his shirt. Fingers slowly going up his chiseled abs.

After all this time he can still feel the ghost of your lips to his ear, can even hear your whisper.

*"It looks great on you....but it would look even better on the floor."*

A loud ping pulls him from the memory as he stares at his phone.

Another meaningless text.

Kiri: *I'm buying. So I'll see you tonight.*

He pockets his phone without another word into the pants of last night's hero suit making a mental note to stop by the liquor store for more booze for his going on now five day binge.

The sun shines too bright for Katsuki, too cheerfully, as it kisses sunshine onto all of your favorite blooming flowers. He snarls at each flower head, half meaning to kill them as he walks past.

His scarlet eyes rover over people out of habit as he walks, couples especially, a thing more noticeable to him now than ever before.

All his seething glares safely hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses.

A gift from you for his birthday last year. He ducks into the liquor store, numb over the fact that the paparazzi linger around the entrance eagerly waiting to snap photos of a top pro hero boozing on his shift. The only thing they get is melted a lens or over exposed film.

Katsuki has been numb to a lot of things since you abandoned him, left him for dead emotionally.

Not a single feeling except for rage, waiting to see you again so he can tell you how much he hates you

Or so he tells himself as he stands outside your old apartment, staring up and thinking of the future you two could have shared. He tries to drink the possibilities away as he swallows burning liquid. Deft fingers idly fly to the golden band with a single diamond in his pocket. A reminder he has kept on his person since you.

A reminder that truly there is no such thing as love.

Because if you loved someone how could you bring them so high, make them forget what anger, sadness or pain really was just to leave them with nothing but.

To pack up their happiness along with your books and clothes as if it meant nothing to you at all. Your eyes brimmed with selfish tears as you unpack y'alls favorite photo.

Leaving it on the bedside table to haunt him. All he can see is your misting eyes slowly giving up on him.

He forces himself back towards his normal path to work.

His shift comes and goes with each swallow of burning liquid before the ash blonde finds himself in front of the exclusive club. He pushes open the double doors to spy Kirishima waving at the bar.

"Drink up Ground Zero!" He teases with a sharp toothed smile. Katsuki takes the offer to heart and orders a whole bottle.

Swigging it as the night blurs together, as ever song that he sings is about you.

Sad heartbreak songs disguised with happy beats, the whole club filled to the brim with melancholy over a shit emotion.

"I'm not lying this is what she said!" Denki laughs as he shows intimite texts on his phone. Denki goes onto continue as Kirishima reads but whatever retort he has dies in his throat as his face pales. Kirishima gives a puzzled look as the hot head begins to get to the better half of his bottle. Golden eyes beg with Rubies to be seen as he silently screams, *"WE SHOULD GO."*

But instead it catches the ash blonde's attention.

"Oi." He growls, "It looks like you've seen a ghost."

Little does Bakugou know that he has. A ghost of the top pro hero's past waltzing into the door with an arm draped around the shoulder.

He follows the golden eyed gaze to spy that it is you.

You are the ghost that haunts the bar, nuzzled up and fucking *laughing* beneath the arm of an emerald haired cuck. Katsuki cannot help himself as the bottle explodes in his hands, the flammable liquor encouraging his sparks catching your eye.

Your cheeks burn and your eyes narrow as you steer that God damn useless Deku onto the dance floor.

Scarlet eyes watch as you dance, laugh and smile.

Genuinely smile up at Deku, the kind of smile where it makes your cheeks scrunch up, reaching your intense eyes.

He couldn't remember the last time you looked up at him like that.

He hates the way that you're better off.

He decides he's going to tell you how much he fucking hates it and so he waits. Eyes never leaving your thick frame although the two men beside him say that they can leave, that there are tons of bars in the city.

But Katsuki sits right there, like a lion in the tall grass knowing when to pounce.

The opportunity presents itself as you excuse yourself from your "boyfriend" or so the media says. He sees you slip into the bathroom and he stands.

Sending deadly glares to keep people from lingering around the doors.

You emerge from the bathroom and immediately wish you hadnt.

Your heart sinks to your stomach as you stare up at an all too familiar scowl.

"Hello Bakugou." You say tightly, fighting the emotion tearing through your body. This...this is what you both wanted.

To be distant friends, strangers even but it still bothers you when he recoils from the sound of his last name. You try to steel yourself yet your heart still weighs heavy with him reeking of booze and with that one rare look in his stunning eyes. He rages a war within himself, the venom soaked words no longer sitting on the tip of his tongue.

When he says nothing you sigh, going to slip around him but instead one of his toned arms slams against the wall beside your head. Pressing himself agaisnt you and you against the wall.

Trapping you in a darkened corner much to your surprise, his fingers silently gripping onto the band in his pocket to no avail. The gold circlet threatens to snap beneath his touch and yet he cannot remind himself in the presence of you that love isn't real.

Because it is and it flows from you in soothing breath taking waves that crash over his starved form. Making him forget why he is sad, angry, fucking hurting with his beating heart curled in your delicate fingers. Depsite not wanting it you still treat it with tender care, sure to smile his way, to be polite.

To never speak ill of him behind his back. To even go as far to point out his few, so very fucking few, redeeming qualities when the media tries to shit on him.

He reminds himself that at one point you loved him, you loved him, you fucking loved him. You could love him again right? Because he needed you. He so desperately needed you to grow as a plant does sunlight.

He really didn't like himself without you.

He cannot stop himself as leans closer, eyes searching yours for answers he cannot find. Scarlet eyes dip down to your plump lips, a shiver runs down his spine as he relives a memory of hushed words. Of whispered I love yous late into the night.

His free hand cups your face, letting the pad of his thumb slide over your feather soft cheeks before it pulls at your bottom lip.

He can no longer hold himself back as he captures your lips to his, unfucking caring over your boyfriend standing feet away. Unfucking caring at the fans that gasp with flashes of cellphone cameras as he bites your lip demanding entrance. Tongue flickering over yours earning the softest of moans from you.

He wants you wrapped around him but he doesn't trust himself.

He cannot trust himself to leave you untainted as you help save him from himself.

So he pulls away, pressing something small and cool into your palm. Whispering words with that damn husky voice that will echo in your head for months to come.

"I really wish I hated you."

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dopposhusband · 4 years

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I know I say it all the time, but I wanted to tell you directly for once: I think the stuff you write is genuinely great! Whether it be a few headcanons, a fic or a description of one of your AUs, I really love them! They're well written and always interesting to read, so thank you for posting your stuff! I'll always be looking forward to more! Once again, I have another question about your boys! Do you have some friendship HCs? Either between them or in general? ^^

@yokairu Youre the absolute sweetest!! It means the world to read that, I owe you so much, thank you! I wrote a whole thing about Doppo having friends once at three in the morning and its been sitting in my drafts for a few weeks so I thought the ideas I had there would be interesting here! I also put a lil hc what I think being friends with them would be like too!

Doppo doesn’t really have any friends outside of Jakurai and Hifumi which is a huge shame because I think he could get along with everyone! He really deserves more people to care about him!

💼 Dice inviting Doppo to try a more adventurist life for a night, have the two go gambling and drinking together. I just want Doppo to be able to loosen up and have some fun and I also want Dice to understand just how much of Doppos apology loops come from such an abusive work life. They’re complete opposites and they could learn something from each other!!!

💼 Doppo being a big brother figure for Ichiro, Doppo is literally the walking definition of exhaustion and having to take care of two baby brothers must’ve been tough on Ichiro. So Doppo can understand having to hide more negative emotions from his years hiding them from co-workers, managers, customers, and maybe even his own younger brother. Doppo might not be able to help carry the burden Ichiro has but let him give him like a nice lil head pat, tell him hes doing a great job!!!

💼 Also speaking of buster bros, Jiro and Saburo??? Like imagine Doppo teaching Saburo how to use Microsoft Excel!! Jiro catching Doppo on his lunch break and begging him to buy him lunch too, then Doppo complaining about how much his job sucks and Jiro giving him some of the worst career advice ever.

💼 Rio teaching him how to make all kinds of drinks and foods he can eat to relieve his stress and tension. Just Doppo out in the woods to clear his mind from the bustle of the city, taking in fresh air and just relaxing. Having someone like Rio who isn’t too talkative but is always willing to let him vent then after hes let it all out he can just lie back and look at the stars!!

💼 Even though Ramuda and Matenrou are on very tense terms but having him make clothes for Doppo. It could just be something small like a nicely designed tie but it’d be enough because itd liven him up knowing that this is something no one else in the world has!! And just having him model for Ramuda at all, it would be such a good boost to his self esteem and hed get to wear all kinds of pretty outfits!!

💼 DOPPO BOOK CLUB!!! DOPPO BOOK CLUB!!! On Doppos days off he host a book club with Gentaro and Rosho! They all talk about books they’ve read, Doppo usually only talks about chapters rather than full books because he rarely has time to read. Gentaro constantly lying about the ending of a book to goof on Rosho and Doppo but always feeling a little bad when Doppo takes it seriously and gets all bummed that it was taking him too long to finish.

💼 Sasara the funny clown man trying his damnedest to make Doppo laugh at one of his jokes!! The salaryman is sad too much he deserves a good laugh too and sometimes Sasaras funny so its perfect!!

👔 Being friends with Doppo changes the longer you know him, at first he’ll be very nervous and overly considerate, but after a long while he’ll eventually relax. He worries a lot about being a burden or about you thinking being friends with him is an obligation so you’ll have to be the one to initiate conversation with him at the beginning. Once he feels confidant that you really care about him then comes the second hurdle of him feeling terrible about never having any time. Time is an issue for Doppo but he tries his hardest to always answer whatever texts you send him and he always extends an invitation to you whenever he can! Slowly, he’ll also be more open about his emotions, not like he isn’t already but he’ll be less worried about expressing them. He’ll be less indecisive on vocalizing his annoyance if you do something that bothers him or if you’re doing something stupid alongside Hifumi. He’ll still be apologetic but less so when it comes to him keeping his ground because you guys are close enough for him not to worry about bending over backwards. Its all a long process but if you do make it to the end you have a very loving friend who is just glad to have you around!

Ichiro needs more people to hang out with, people he can de-stress with when he’s away from his brothers. MC BIG BRO DESERVES A BREAK!

🎧 I know I ship with IchiDice but the two would make great boyfriends and regular friends! Ichiro tends to avoid things that he’s too young so he can’t go gambling instead he gets Dice addicted to a gatcha games. Dice isnt huge on the anime stuff but he sure loves hitting those SSRs! The two are always talking about their pulls, bragging about the good and complaining about the bad almost 24/7. On the other side though when a day gets too stressful Dice is more than okay to listen to Ichiro vent a little, although it is rare and its not like Dice gives good advice but its nice to have an outlet. In return Ichiro always lets Dice crash at his place whenever he hits a massive losing streak.

🎧 Ramuda constantly complains about Ichiro and his brothers clothes so he has an excuse to make them new ones. He also loves texting Ichiro just to chat, always using stickers and litters his texts with emoticons. 。.:☆*:･'(*⌒―⌒*))) °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) ヽ(￣ω￣(。。 )ゝ

🎧 Okay, now hear me out, Rio and Ichiro. It’s the strangest combination but Rio is just such a sweetheart, after the DRB he came over to the Yamada household to check up on them and bring them food. After a little while of gaining his trust Ichiro would slowly warm up to him, I mean he helped with chores and cooked for them. (Even tho the food is a little suspicious being made literally anything) It must be hard to take care of two kids when you’re still a kid too so Rio wants to try and help a little.

🎧 I think there isn’t enough of a focus on him being on good terms with Jakurai and the two being friends. Like Rio, Jakurai worries about Ichiro and how much of his childhood was taken away from him so whenever the two are together he tries to take up the responsibility of paying or driving so he can relax. He takes him and his brothers out fishing occasionally, how much they catch depends on how much Jiro and Saburo argue though.

🔴 Ichiro is an absolutely amazing friend to have! Although his brotherly instincts can make him a little overbearing sometimes, always inviting you over for dinner or reprimanding you if you do something a bit more reckless. He loves involving people in his interests so if you even hint about anime or hip hop he’s on you in a second to drop everything he knows about the subjects, he has whole list of series, artists, and light novels he can’t wait to share! Of course he loves to hear about whatever you’re interested in at the time too and tries to get into it too! Day offs or slow days are anime days so be prepared to get hit with a spam of messages from Ichiro to watch that anime he kept talking about!

Dice travels literally all over the place, he deserves to know pretty much everyone, honestly.

🎲 Jiro and him are some rowdy boys, they get into all kinds of trouble! Whenever Jiro goes tagging sometimes Dice will tag along if he’s too broke to be gambling. If Jiro has any extra cash on him he’ll take Dice to get something cheap to eat since he can’t have him starving himself. Honestly, Dice is like having another older brother except he’s more embarrassing than Ichiro could ever dream to be.

🎲 He usually ends up seeing Samatoki at some of the casinos around Yokohama and like the true idiot he immediately begs for money, not the smartest thing to do to a yakuza but this is Dice. After being yelled a firm no, he’ll usually bum a smoke off him and the two will chat for a little. Sometimes if Samatoki is feeling friendly he’ll tell Dice about any gambling rings happening and if hes being even friendlier he’ll warn him about the dangers too.

🎲 Jyuto and him have run into each other a couple times although it was mainly him having to be escorted off private property. Every time Jyuto gets a call about about someone trespassing he gets so exhausted the moment he shows up and its just Dice again. After being pretend arrested Dice always ends up begging Jyuto to drive him to Rios camp.

🎲 Hifumi has found Dice in the alleyways he takes to the train station, the two usually chat on the way back to his apartment because Dice can’t say no to Hifumi’s cooking. After eating everything Hifumi would make him he’d usually either beg for gambling money or just enough to get back home. Although, on winning days he’ll visit the club, request Hifumi and a champagne call as thanks for feeding him with an extra bonus of downing a whole bottle of champagne.

🎰 Congratulations you have gotten your very own stray cat! Dice is constantly coming and going so don’t be surprised to wake up and find him sleeping on your doorstep or couch if you gave him a key. He’ll be looking to you for food and the occasional pity 10,000 bills because he swears THE NEXT ONE IS THE WIN PLEASE. You never have to worry about telling him no though, his ability to go from groveling to standing on his feet to just chat is at a record speed. He usually spends his time gambling but if you can’t then he’s more than fine just talking a walk through the town pointing out places where he won or places he lost everything and had to hide while he waited for Gentaro. Past all the begging he’s a funky boy here for a good time and when he hits that 777 you are definitely one of the first people he goes to when its time to celebrate!

#🌺🌸#Honestly there is just so many kinds of combinations in Hypmic that aren't expanded enough on #Even in fanfics #LIKE WHERES MY SASARA DOPPO FRIENDSHIP #Sasara tries so hard to make people laugh and seeing Doppo would be like a challenge to him #Honestly just give Doppo more friends thats all that matters #Sorry theres no Jakurai and very lil Hifumi #Hifumi would totes teach Ichiro more recipes for his bros #Jakurai has def had to take care of Dice when he gets into fights or to feed him when he sees him starving #DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON RIO AND JAKURAI BEING FRIENDS #Rosho being a fan of Gentaros work??? idk but i love it #I hope this reads fine!! My brain has been dumb with writing lately!#Sorry its pretty lopsided and only the three #Also happy birthday to Ichiro!

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sugarycloud · 4 years

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I can’t believe Caz is actually 40. I remember so clearly back in 2012, when the tag was booming and they made that pact and we were all like ‘Well they’ll be married by then anyway’ and yet here we are. I feel a bit weird about it all, like she’s actually 40, it feels like such a big Carolly milestone and yet. Anyway here’s some fic.

After all these years, carolly rpf

It hadn’t been her idea. She had been dreading it really, the 4-0. Forty. She couldn’t actually believe she was 40. She remembers when she was 16, 40 seemed like an old lady age, where you’d wear a twin set, go to PTA meetings, and say you’d meet up soon with acquaintances but never actually did. It feels nothing like that. Mostly it is disbelief, incredulity and slight panic, ok maybe more than slight.

But she couldn’t say no to a party, how could she? Her loved ones knew she loved a party, but she hadn’t wanted to make such a big deal about it. Not shine such a spotlight on her age, all of that which was behind her, and her uncertain future. So many of her friends had had to find babysitters for the evening that it had left her wanting and bereft. Jo had left the kids with Jason, her own party tomorrow, a do at home with all the family. It still startled Caroline how different their lives were. When Caroline was 16, there definitely would have been a babysitter involved in her vision of her 40 year old self. For Jo it had come true.

Despite her misgivings, the ample bar selection and the company of her favourite people, is making her enjoy the evening much more than she had imagined she would. Caroline hadn’t been in charge of the guest list and she keeps running into people she hasn’t seen in an eon, with delight.

Whilst catching up with Dee and Dermot, a familiar and warm touch floats by her side, an arm sliding through hers and a whisper in her ear ‘hey stranger’. Caroline’s heart falls right through her feet.

‘Mind if I take her away?’

‘All yours Olly’ says Dermot with a smirk

Her feet follow without conscious action from her brain. She has been thinking about him all day, and now he is here, like she magicked him into existence. The club they have hired is a labyrinth of alcoves and secret hidey holes. She passes many of her friends making out in them before Olly pushes a handle down and swings her around in an empty room. There’s a couple of mint velvet sofas, old fashioned sconces set in the wall, the lightning dim and a low coffee table littered with books and half burnt candles.

‘So, should I propose now or?’

Her heart leaps back up and nearly falls out of her mouth

‘What?’ is her response to that

Olly grins at her in a way he used to do before he’d start taking her clothes off. God that grin, the sight of if after so many years makes her want to push Olly onto the sofa and fuck him right there and then. They’d been doing pretty much exactly that, this time four years ago. And it had been her birthday so it had involved all her favourite things.

‘Caz?’ breaks her reverie

‘Hmm?’ Caroline shakes her head, bites her lip and looks up

‘You alright there?’

‘I, just- ‘she waves her hands about ‘memories’

‘I know’ he sighs and then smiles again ‘so?’

‘So what?’

‘So’ he says slowly, walking towards and taking her hands in his, running his thumbs over the tops of her hands, little lightning sparks breaking out against her skin. She wants to kiss him so badly it aches, happy birthday to her?

‘Should I propose now or?’

‘I’m sorry what?’ she laughs ‘are you being serious or?’

‘Yes?’ he says unsurely ‘I mean we had a pact’

‘Yeah, that if we were both single at 40, we’d get married’ she starts to count with her fingers ‘one, you’re not forty, and two, you’re not single’

‘Well, two I am actually’

‘I thought you were dating some bodybuilder?’

‘I’m not. You believe everything the papers say?’

‘Well no, I believe basically nothing the papers say’

‘So, are you single, or are you still seeing Lewis?’

‘I’ she stalls ‘I, no- ‘she takes a deep breath ‘we broke up a while ago actually, he was never really more than a fling’

‘So, there you go, we’re both single’

‘But not 40’

Olly rolls his eyes and leans in and pecks her lightly on the lips, the type of kiss they used to do back when they were ‘just friends’. She hasn’t kissed him in almost 4 years, it stings and sings at the same time.

‘I can’t be 40 at the same time as you Caz, maths doesn’t work like that. Bit of a flaw in the plan we made’

Caroline lets go of his hands, a flicker of dismay passing over Olly’s face before she hooks her arms around his neck and pulls him into her, and kisses him, properly this time. The feel of his lips on hers, brings her memories flying in, pulling her back to 2015 in the space of a heartbeat.

He had bought her an expensive coat and paid the entire bar tab. They’d sang Rendezvous in a taxi and had done plenty of the same back at her flat. They had laid there afterwards, her stomach swarming with butterflies, her heart full of love, her head light because of the alcohol and how damn happy she was.

Snapping back to reality, Caroline pulls herself away from Olly, his eyes gazed over with lust, she wonders if he was having the same flashback as her.

She nods towards the sofa and taking her hand, they walk the few steps there, Caroline making sure they sit at either end, least she feels the urge to climb into his lap. She looks towards the door and sees a twisty lock in the door. She can hear the thrum of the party, the bass beneath their feet. All her DJ friends are taking stints playing music, she thinks it is Gemma Cairney’s turn, she’s playing Bump and Grind, a definite Xtra song.

Caroline runs her hands over her legs, like she is smoothing out a crease on her skin and turns to Olly

‘I didn’t plan this, you know, I didn’t even want a big party’

‘You wanted to run away and hide?’

‘A little bit’ she shrugs ‘I didn’t think this is what 40 would be like’

‘I thought I’d be married with kids by now’ Olly admits, inching infinitesimally closer ‘which is why we made the pact Caz, and don’t you think it says something that we are both still single at 40?’

’35’

‘35’ Olly repeats, rolling his eyes

‘Ols’ she says slowly, thinking through her words carefully ‘why are you suddenly bringing up the pact now? Besides the obvious? I wanted to get together four years ago and you weren’t having any of it’ she lets out a sad laugh ‘I miss you, I miss you so damn much, but how do I know you’re not going to stomp all over my heart again? You broke me, completely broke me’ a tear slides down her face as the laugh resurfaces again ‘and I know, I know, we’ve gone through it all, and we’ve put it behind us, I’ve forgiven you, but I don’t know if I can ever forget. You’re gonna have to prove it Olly’

And as if he was waiting for that cue, Olly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little box, snapping it open to reveal a ginormous diamond ring

‘Fuck me’

‘Caroline- ‘

‘Olly, no!’

‘You can’t stop a man in the middle of a proposal!’

‘We’ve not even slept together in four years! We didn’t speak for two, I’ve only just kissed you again! You can’t just propose! Oh my god’ she leaps to her feet ‘you stay here, I’ll be back’

Not looking at him, Caroline runs to the door and pulls it open, back into the melee of the party.

----

After tracking down Jo who had been chatting to Dawn, and pulling her quite forcibly to the bathroom, with Dawn, and then Sam bringing up the rear, Caroline finds herself surrounded by their aghast faces

‘He proposed, like proposed proposed?’ Dawn says

‘Well I mean, he had a ring, a fucking huge ring, and I ran away before he could more than tell me off for interrupting him proposing. So eh yeah?’

‘I mean it is your 40th Carrie’ Sam chimes in ‘you did have the pact after all’

‘It’s not like it was a legally binding agreement Sam’

‘Well’ Sam shrugs ‘I was kind of hoping it was, it’s why I invited Olly’

‘I was wondering who had invited him’ mutters Jo

‘You weren’t going to?’

‘Well no, I know you guys are better now, but I didn’t know if you’d want to deal with him on your 40th, not after everything’

‘We kissed’ Caroline says, realising she has left out that detail ‘god I’ve missed kissing him’

Sam’s eyes almost bug with glee, whilst Dawn and Jo share a knowing look

‘You guys, focus! I need help, I’m having a crisis’

‘The love of your life just proposed to you, what a crisis’

‘Dawn, stop thinking of book ideas’

‘I wasn’t…’

‘And we all know it isn’t that easy. It’s not like we’ve been dating for years and now he’s decided to pop the question’

‘Well no, you guys were never that simple, but sure an eight year just friends saga, intermittent with various other relationships, press scrutiny, a we’ll get married at 40 pact, and a brief but wonderous interlude where you were fucking every five seconds, whilst you hosted the biggest show on telly, but then didn’t speak for two years because of misunderstandings but now it’s all fine again, that’s basically the same thing as you’ve been dating a few years and he’s just popped the question’

‘Thanks for the summary Sam’ Caroline says stoic

‘You’re welcome’ Sam replies, with absolute sincerity ‘but honestly, Carrie, I think you’re just freaking out because of when this is happening, rather than the actual thing. If Olly had proposed right after X, you’d have said yes without even thinking’

‘It was different back then, I was, we were- ‘

‘You were in love with him, we know, but I reckon you still are’

‘And so, what if I am?’

‘What if you are, you should marry the boy shouldn’t you?’ reasons Dawn

‘Exactly how big is the ring?’ Sam asks

‘Huge, so much bigger than the one Andrew gave me’

‘I mean it wouldn’t be hard’ mumbles Sam

Caroline lets that one slide, knowing it’s true

‘Carrie’ Jo interjects, having been quiet a while, mulling the whole thing over ‘really the most important, the only question really, that you have to ask yourself, is do you want to say yes? Do you want to marry Olly? Do you believe he’ll never hurt you again? Do you miss him? Is he the love of your life? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him? Because if so, it’s obvious what you have to do’

Caroline stares at her feet, her head pounding with the last hour of her life, her heart and head fighting for first place, what to do, how to decide. She looks up to find Dawn, Jo and Sam staring at her, the answer they want clear across their faces.

----

The party doesn’t wind up until the early hours, the paps growing restless outside, her guests leaving in dribs and drabs. She is staying in a hotel nearby, needing a break from the paps at her front door, and not wanting to bother with the commute after her party. She has texted Olly the details, her car pulling up outside the hotel less than 5 minutes after she has left the party. She can see Olly sitting in the bar.

Having already checked into the hotel earlier in the day and having gotten ready there, Caroline simply catches Olly’s eyes and then walks to the lift where he dutifully follows.

Yet more 2015 memories fight for attention, all the clandestine nights spent at the Hilton, all the checking as they ran up and down hotel corridors. Sometimes they’d go from being live on telly to being in one of their hotel rooms making out within ten minutes. The proximity of their hotel and how quickly it enabled them to get naked was the best thing about X Factor.

Caroline sits on the bed, Olly standing before her, memories, memories, and he is leaning down, his hand on her face, pulling her lips to his as he falls on top of her. And her past and her future collide. Caroline hears the ring thud loudly along with the jacket as she slips it off Olly’s shoulders and it falls to the ground.

It reminds her of the Hilton, where the carpets were soft and luxurious, where thuds were quiet. She had been glad of that.

Caroline remembers the very first time they had had sex in the Hilton, they hadn’t even made it to the bed, they had just fallen to the floor and done it there instead. She remembers the urgency as if it was yesterday, a need for Olly, a primal ache, ripped clothes and fast fingers and everything exploding with ecstasy.

The carpet burns would have been hard to explain but they were mostly to her lower back and not as bad the ones later on from when they’d done it on the rug at her house. She remembers another time she had bruised her knee from the confined shower, she didn’t care about any of it. It had all become an addiction, and now, she is falling off the wagon spectacularly.

She knows they need to talk, she needs to answer but it’s like a well-rehearsed dance. And she has missed this so much. The feel of his weight on top of her, his lips on hers, his fingers and tongue and all the pleasure they could induce.

‘Darling, darling, darling’ he mutters between her legs, kissing her inner thighs, moving upwards, oh fucking hell, happy birthday to her.

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‘Ols?’

‘Yeah?’

She is staring at the ceiling, they’re high up, the 14th floor and they hadn’t bothered to close the curtains, she watches the lights on the ceiling, Olly tucked into her side. She feels spent, sated, content right down to her toes.

‘Did you really mean it?’

‘About getting married?’

‘Yeah’

‘Course I did, you think I bought that ring for nothing? Bit of an expensive joke’

‘But why now?’

As happy as she is, she needs this little worm of worry to be rid of

‘Caz, I- ‘he rolls over, Caroline shimmying to face him

‘You know when we didn’t speak for two years?’

‘Hmm’

‘And when you haven’t spoken in that long, you need something to bridge the gap, to break the ice, and you- ‘

‘I wrote the letter, yeah’

‘Yes, you wrote the letter and I called you and we went over everything and became friends again. We needed something to get us back on track. Well’ he gestures to the room at large ‘this is like that. I couldn’t just pop over to yours on a Tuesday afternoon and propose, there needed to be an opening, and we had the pact, so I figured, well it was a good a time as any’

‘When did you buy the ring?’

‘In the summer, I bought it when I was high on morphine after my knee surgery and then my sober self freaked out, before realising that it was a good idea. The best idea really’

‘So, you really do- ‘

‘Want to marry you? Yes, I do’

The words send Caroline’s heart in a flutter, this doesn’t feel real, a bit too much and she pinches herself, hard. Olly leans over and kisses the mark.

‘So?’

‘So’ she runs her hand along his arm ‘I need time Olly, can we actually date? Can we try to be normal for once? Can you ask again soon?’

She can already hear her friend’s protests in her ears, but Olly just smiles and kisses her

‘Of course I can’

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It is the most normal they have ever been. They go on dates and stay over at each other houses and comment on each other’s Instagrams while sat next to other on the sofa.

They buy each other Christmas gifts and kiss as the fireworks and the chimes of Big Ben announce the new year. She jets off to Love Island the very next day and he surprises her by turning up in South Africa to keep her company for a week. She flies back to London on Valentine’s Day and they both make sappy posts and adorn each other with kisses and gifts. They do weekly shops, train together and walk the dog in the park, it is boring and beautiful domestic bliss. In March they go away for the weekend, to a country hotel with luscious sweeping grounds and a spa.

They go for a walk in the grounds, Caroline’s arm tucked through Olly’s, her hand winding into his pocket and holding his hand there. It is cold, a bite of frost in the air, but it is clear and bright, and Caroline stops for a moment, to close her eyes and breathe in the fresh air, letting out a happy sigh.

When she opens her eyes, Olly is down on one knee underneath a cherry blossom tree, the petals falling like confetti onto him, getting stuck in his hair.

He grins as she stands with her hands over her mouth, dumbstruck, tears sliding down her cheeks

‘Caz, I have waited long enough, I have let Christmas and New Year’s and Valentine’s Day slide by, and the day after your birthday where I was very tempted to try again. I love you darling, I always have done, and it would be an honour to spend my days loving you and for you to love me in return. There’s no one else I want to tackle this life with, so Caz, my love, will you marry me?’

Caroline mutely nods, her breath having gone and taken her voice with it. Olly stands, beaming, and slides the ring onto her finger, before dipping his head and kissing her.

Leaning her forehead against his, she leans back, the image of Olly with the most joyous smile across his face, all the pink floating around his head, one she will cement in her memory forever more. This, this here, this moment, and this man, the future ahead of them, this is what she had imagined forty would be like, and it could only get better from here.

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lurkernolonger · 7 years

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What Strangers See

Hey guys! As you may or may not know, I am currently on holiday travelling through Europe. I didn’t plan on writing while away, because I tend to put a lot of criticism on my own stories thus making it slightly stressful. (Although I am definitely reading all the new fics coming out :)) However, at this very moment I am on a train in one of those compartments like on the Hogwarts Express, except instead of moving towards our destination (or having anything magical happen) we’re stranded in the middle of the Swedish countryside because of a cable fire in a tunnel. So…since I had the time and the wifi I busted out this random one shot in a sitting of maybe 20 minutes? It’s a whole lot of nothing, but I hope you enjoy regardless. xx

“What are you smiling at, girl?” Finn sets down their drinks and pulls his chair closer to hers before sitting down. “Just people watching” Rae turns to him briefly before looking back to the busy London street.

They’re sat outside, on the patio of some random cafe. It’s their five month anniversary and Finn had showed up at hers with a mixtape and an overnight bag, asking if she wanted to take a ride. He was all ready to make his case; argue that it was bank holiday weekend, that he had filled the back seat with crisps and water, that Linda and Karim were out of town anyway, his fallback being to confess just how desperate he was to have her completely to himself. Turns out all his careful planning to get his words right was for naught, and he was hit with a surge of pride when she said yes with zero hesitation. She’d come along way, his girl.

“See those two there?” Rae asks, as she nods her head in the direction of a boy and girl around their age stood outside a shop. “What do you think their story is?” Finn looks at the shy way the boy looks at the girl, how his head dips to talk closer to her ear. His hands are in his pockets but his whole body leans towards her. “He likes her but she doesn’t see it yet.” “How do you reckon that?” Finn shrugs and takes a sip of his Coke. “Looks like us when we first started.” “Oh, so he’s a dickhead and thinks she’s annoying?” “Well ONE of those things is still true…” Finn laughs as he pulls her by the neck to plant a kiss in her hair. “Oi!” Rae pinches the flesh of his thigh before scrunching her nose at him and turning back to the road. “Alright, Mr. Observant. Explain that” she juts her chin at an older man wearing a shirt and tie with cowboy boots, carrying a large sack of kitty litter over one shoulder. “Easy. Giving up his office job to start a cat farm.” “Right,” Rae agrees. “Only explanation.”

They go on like this for a long while, making up random stories to match the random strangers passing by. Finn thinks a serious looking group of business people are actually MI6, scouting the area for a crooked arms dealer. Rae jokes that the squad of power walking pensioners are off to some underground seniors-only night club. “Reckon that one in the matching track suit has a crop top and mini hidden underneath?” She asks seriously. That makes Finn nearly do a spit take as he chokes on his laughter, and he adds this memory to his mental file of ‘times Rae’s made him love her more’. (It’s a big file, even by imaginary standards.) “Well girl, you’d know what that would look like wouldn’t ya? Old people peeper and all…” Finn trails off and guffaws when Rae slaps his bicep hard. “I knew I shouldn’t have told you about that! Ugh now I’m picturing Mrs. Dewhurst all sweaty at the rave,” Rae covers her eyes and shudders a groan which sets him off again. Finn points out a nervous looking man who keeps patting down his pockets and says he’s probably about to propose, and Rae thinks the look on his girlfriend’s face says the answer will be a resounding no. Rae clocks a handsome lad carrying a large stack of books and all Finn can come up with is that “Archie would find him well fit” and “should we get his number or summat?” Which earns him a giant grin and a kiss on the cheek from Rae. A young bloke wearing trackie bottoms tucked in socks passes by, and they over hear him boisterously telling a dick joke that earns nothing but eye rolls and sniggers from his mates. Finn and Rae turn to each other simultaneously and say “London Chop!” in unison before they’re both in a fit of giggles. Then Rae is slapping Finn’s shoulder with the back of her hand when she spots a “fucking Damon Albarn doppelgänger” walking their way. She teases that he doesn’t need to have the talent if he has the face and pretends to stand. Finn pulls her back and chuckles like it’s no big deal, but by the time fake-Damon gets to them Rae is too distracted by Finn suckling her neck to notice. His arm doesn’t leave her waist after that.

When their food comes, they separate to either sides of the table and now their game has shifted to the other customers at the cafe. Finn tilts his head to one side to indicate a girl with long ginger hair sitting alone near them. “What about her, reckon she’s waiting for a date?” His voice is low so the girl doesn’t hear. Rae seems to stiffen a bit, before pushing her plate away from her. “Doubt it.” “Huh, why not?” Finn looks over at the stranger again. She’s wearing a flowery dress and makeup, and her eyelashes are fluttering quicker than necessary as she continuously tosses her hair over her shoulder. From the girls at college Finn knows these are tell tale signs. “Because she’s been eyeing you up since she sat down” Rae explains, her head cast low. Finn’s ears go red, because now that Rae’s said it he picks up on the way the redhead keeps glancing at him, sending him a flirty smile when their eyes meet. Finn clears his throat and looks away, his hand instinctively moving to grab Rae’s across the table. It’s not there though, and he frowns when he sees how uncomfortable she looks. She’s curled up in to herself and that carefree attitude from minutes ago has drained from her sad but beautiful face.

The sight makes Finn’s chest hurt. There is no way he wants anyone else, she must know that. Fuck, he barely even notices anyone else anymore; doesn’t even remember a time before his vision was tunnelled by expressive eyes and dark hair and spectacular tits. Not to mention the fact that he’s so in love with her he sometimes has to wonder if he’s still sane. He hasn’t told her yet (the thought alone makes his lungs tighten and his fingers tremble) but, God, does he feel it. Once, when they were alone at the pub, Archie asked him what being in love felt like. Finn just shrugged and said “brilliant” because he wasn’t drunk enough to explain that it’s this all consuming thing in his veins that gets carried to his heart, only to be pumped back into every nerve of his body. It’s scary, what he feels for Rae (and not just because it makes him agree with all the cheesy lyrics those Backstreet Boys sing). Terrifying, actually, because Finn doesn’t think he’d survive if she ever left (and he’s had enough of people leaving). So when he sees how rigid she’s gone, how her gaze has dropped to her lap as she readjusts her clothes, a strange thrill fills him because maybe she feels the same way. The same intensity, the same fear.

“Rae. Hey. Girl, look at me” Finn wraps his legs around one of hers under the table. Rae lifts her eyes but her head is still lowered. “See that couple over there?” Finn asks, shifting his eyes to the right. Rae peeks past her curtain of hair to the other table and then back at Finn. “They’re playing the same game. What do you think they see when they look at us?” Rae furrows her brow, then turns her whole head to look at the couple, who are indeed looking at them. She makes eye contact with the woman and receives a kind, wide smile. Rae turns to look back at Finn, but his seat is empty. She feels a presence at her side and shifts to see he’s pulled a chair right up to hers, his back to the redhead. Finn’s one hand reaches over to trail his fingers down her back, while the other clutches at her fisted hands in her lap. “Dunno, probably wondering why we’re together” Rae mumbles. “Yeah maybe,” his tiny pause is enough to see her face cloud over with hurt “they can tell that you’re WAAAAAAAAAAAY too good for me” he finishes with a wink. Rae’s eyes roll back sarcastically, but they’re also sparkling and Finn’s so glad it’s not from tears. He leans in closer, a hairs breadth away from her ear, his nose and lips brushing against her gently. “I think what they see is how fucking crazy I am about you.” He’s whispering but his voice and meaning are firm. Rae blushes and drops her gaze again, but this time she’s smiling. “Such a sap” she replies, halfheartedly pushing him away. “It’s our anniversary, I get to be sappy” Finn counters, his voice no longer hushed. He wants the whole place to know he’s celebrating with this girl, his girl. “Yeah, and what’s your excuse every other day?” Rae teases, her finger making its way through one of the empty button holes on his flannel. “Love,” he answers immediately. Rae’s stunned by that, and Finn’s a little shocked himself, but it was automatic and honest. They stare at each other frozen, both guarded hearts growing soggy as they soak in the heavy word that’s just slipped out. After the moment has passed, Rae is still silent so Finn guides her face to his so he can kiss her until she feels what the strangers can see.

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secretshinigami · 7 years

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Masterlist of Light’s Birthday Prompts

A compiled list of everyone’s prompts from the exchange – thank you for letting us post them, and we hope you guys enjoy them! Prompts are organized by their submitter, so be sure to give credit if you use it!

rainbowraven32

Mello and Light doing something together (friends or boyfriends)

Misa trying to plan Light a party

L and Misa bonding over baking a cake

Light having “fun” at a child-like party

Misa and L shopping for presents

Light and Sayu having cake together

thequietonesarethedarkestones

Mello x Matt ice staking fluff

A day in the life of L

L or Naomi visiting Beyond in the hospital after he’s burned

1. L playing piano

L angst (Looking sad, crying, etc)

Naomi and Beyond solving the LABB case

Zenthisoror

Light is infected by a virus that broadcasts all of his thoughts painfully loudly - all of them, even the incoherent half-formed ones, the images, like the Noise virus in The Knife of Never Letting Go and isolates himself

L and Light with the Snow Queen story, Light has the eye mirror shard and L the heart mirror shard, or vice versa

L and Light wake up in a white room with no memory of who they are or how they got there. In the white room are glass cabinets, containing artifact evidence from a case (the Death Note case), which a disguised voice informs them, on the intercoms, that they were both involved with. They need to work together to work out what was the crime, who were the culprits, who they are and their own roles. (It’s the afterlife and a strange sort of judgement, but they don’t know it)

carley-carley-carley

Near sickfic

Hoilday season with the SPK

Near finds a kitten, keeps it

Near looking snug in his socks

Near realizes that he’s taller than Misa Amane, feels rather smug about it

Somewhat concerned Near as he runs from the SPK building during the riot

caked-in-cake

(fluff) Lawlight - AU where Light never found the Death Note and goes on to work for L, and accompanies a disguised L to a city on a case, where they bond and eventually kiss

(fluff) AU where L is the one with the Death Note and Light is a curious and bright young employee of his who has been suspicious of him and looking into his activities for a while. L kisses him to stop him from discovering something that would be instrumental to his downfall. 3.

make a bet that whoever loses the case has to take the other out to dinner (author has freedom to decide who wins and who loses and can be platonic!!)

Light chained to a chair with his Death Note and a spectral/ghost L behind him and the quote “my forever antagonist”

L and Light facing each other over a spinning globe of the world with a quote from the first Death Note OP (The World by Nightmare)

L and Light having tea and cake in a cafe. Sakura blossoms outside the window (hope these aren’t too hard)

niatsuki

Folklore AU featuring Light, Near, and Mello

Near and Light discuss Kantian ethics

Explore a canon divergence scenario in which Mikami survives and Light doesn’t

Near and Light kiss

Light falling asleep at his desk

Mikami and Light in uniform

nocturneproductions

Every time Light used the death note, a flower grew on his body.

Sociopath!Light AU.

Light is put into a coma instead of dying after Matsuda shot him, in his dream world the world is perfect, Soichiro and L are alive, and he never wants to wake up. =)

Light and Near!

Light when he was smol

Light and Kira enjoying their birthdays! (Yes I know it’s not canon don’t judge me.)

casuistor

Light and Sayu doing cute sibling things in a no-Kira AU.

Light and Yamamoto talking about life after high school and the future. Gen or shippy is fine by me.

AU where Soichiro actually dies from the heart attack he had in the first arc and Light is accused of murdering his dad.

Light as a maiko geisha

MikaLight where Light has his head on Mikami’s lap while reading a book.

Light giving Sayu a piggyback ride.

in-the-drowning-deep

Light/Mikami au where Light is older (mid-20s) when he gets the Note and has already met Mikami

Sayu-centric post-canon fic with her either healing or becoming a kick ass detective (or both)

Light & Near interaction in a non-Kira au where Light sets himself up as a rival detective to L and Near succeeds L

The Yagami family being together and happy

Light & Mikami having an impassioned discussion

Light in handcuffs, for whatever reason the artist likes

annoyingpandauniverse

A childhood memory with B and A

Misa and Light

Matt and Mello

L and B

Light meeting Mello

Matt and Near

Light meeting B

tzigi

L gets first suspicions about a string of heart attacks which may be a new murder case for him.

Light’s first day at To-Oh after L’s death

Light’s first day of work at the NPA

Near tries to pick up L’s investigation

Why did Near go back to L’s original font for the “L” logo between chapter 108 and the C-Kira oneshot?

A non-Lawlight rendering of the first evening of Light being chained to L after everyone else has already gone to sleep (preferably in keeping with the One Day one-shot)

Light begging Ryuk for his life

Light’s funeral

veeraha

Light/L any AU where there’s no death note but Light ends up being a serial killer anyway

Mikami/Light university AU

Light and B or Light and Takada, ship/Gen AU where both commit murders together as partners. Okay to include NSFW /Violence/Angst.

Light, B and L in suits

Ladies of death note in dresses

Wammy boys - mello, near, Matt Maid Cafe AU

yagami-raito-kun

Noelverse AU where Light and Mello both survived the end of Death Note and have adjoining cells in Near’s basement

Light and Sayu doing sibling-ish activities

The Wammy’s children are going on an outing. Roger Ruvie tries to persuade Near to put on socially acceptable clothes.

Near with a pet dog practically bigger than he is

anything inspired by Noelverse or This Is How I Disappear

theboredbookworm

I’ve been dancing with devil, I love that he pretends to care.

L finds a death note instead of Light

Day in the life of a Shinigami

Naomi in the afterlife

Girls’ night out

Light as a punk and the subsequent reaction of everyone around him

mklt

kira task force celebrates light’s bday

mikami/light , walking home together

halle+mello+matt living together

mikami/light, bday

spk family (near is their favorite son)

acerbicapplecoffee

post-canon Aizawa/Ide (any kind, although something domestic would be nice)

Light’s psychological condition during the first days of using Death Note /

Matsuda/anybody from Task Force, a love affair captured with notes and messages

Yagami family celebrating Light’s 10th birthday

The entire Task Force team during their ordinary working day

Mogi by way of yakuza!AU

smileycube

Light’s family and/or the three other Kiras hold a surprise birthday party for Light.

Light’s relationships with his family and the Kiras, and his thoughts about them as people.

Light meets Mikami in-person for the first time.

Light’s childhood.

(Bonus points if Mikalight is added into the first three prompts)

Light receives presents from the three other Kiras.

Light receives a birthday present he’s not very fond of.

Light sitting or standing with Mikami at his feet and possibly clinging to his legs.

Light hugs Mikami.

mikami

Mikami and Light celebrate Light’s Birthday (ship very welcome),

Mikami and Light meet in first grade of elementary school

Naomi joins the task force, introductory interactions ensue (no ship!!)

Mikami as a child, being excited about something (Super Sentai? Schoolwork? He’s a nerd.)

High school MikaLight with both of them wearing the uniform of Light’s high school

Mikami and Light meet as policeman and prosecutor on a case (if it looks shippy? Good.)

Honestly MikaLight wild card??

izaori

Mello and Light meeting at the Yellow Box rather than Near

Misa Misa getting ready for a performance/doing a performance

Matsuda and L gossiping about celebrities

Mello and Light clothing swap

Near with glasses and a bowtie

Light and Mikami having tea

all-my-lovely-fics

Breakfast Club AU with the Kiras

Soichiro asking for advice to Watari about how to deal with a genius son ( Watari is like… hm… sir… I’m not sure I’m the best person for it… mmm ), and these two bonding

The Wammy’s kids making a play about Kira VS L fight ( they may or may not change some things, it may or may not happen in an alternate universe ! )

Misa, Mikami and Takada making a surprise-party for Light

Smoll Sayu and Light being a responsible big brother because the world needs more of it

Just something happy, it’s up to you.

@just-smol

Uh anything with platonic lawlight would be fine

Lawlight going on a platonic date in handcuffs, L accidentally poisoned one of their cups and the way the date is going Light hope that it’s his :)))

Light was so fed up with being in the hq 24/7 and litterally BEGS anyone to take him out, in a dating way or in an assassinating way HE DOESNT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE JUST TAKE HIM.

L reciting a poem for light: roses are black. Violets are black. Why dont you confess back. That youre kira you biatch. End with a badum tsk and light crying in the bg

@voldy-in-my-turban

A fluffy story of child!A and child!B during one of their hilarious adventures at Wammy’s.

Rather go for angst? Okay then, I want Matt and Mello’s last ‘goodbye’ before they go out to kidnap Takada and eventually die (sobs).

Oh, but you’re looking for the smut! Then a really hardcore, NSFW Lawlight one shot. You can choose whatever context you like, as long as you make it lewd af. [Note: except for no.3, the other two request don’t have to be necessarily romantic/sexual]

L and Light cuddling in bed, the chains cast aside bc come on, those two dorks don’t need the cuffs to cuddle all the same ;).

Some really edgy emo Misa standing at the top of a building in the night, with storm and lightning and shit going on. You may add Shinigami wings, but maybe that’s to much so I leave it up to you :).

Wammy boys (yes, including L and B) cosplaying their favorite anime characters. I personally see Matt as Noiz and Mello as Yurio Plisetsky, but again, you can do as you like. Surprise me!

theredtint

Kira x BB(murderer buddies possibly, preferably as a pairing)

angsty Light in afterlife looking back at his work crumble

B and A doing cute stuff in wammy’s and wrecking havoc

Kira x BB, shippy stuff

Beyond as a shinigami

B and A halloween night(not really a ship since they are tiny)

almostsane-things

The forgotten characters corner (minor characters venting or responding to the events of canon)

BB is actually working the Kira case under the guise of L

Explore the history of the Shinigami. What are they? How did they come to be? What was their original purpose?

Any DN characters as Hamilton characters (You can pick from these or make your own: Light- Hamilton, L- Burr, Matsuda- Laurens, Misa- Lafayette, Soichiro- Mulligan)

A gathering of Shingami

DN characters having fun at a convention

DN as an Undertale style video game

pashmina-dhaage

Sherlock AU where either L or Light could be Moriarty or Sherlock, I don’t mind who, but I prefer them to be the center of the story

An interaction between smol!Light who is fascinated by this 18 year old guy (L) who his father calls a detective - the conversation or interaction could be anything, I just want to see how their characters would work out in this AU context

Old!L (like sixty years or something) living with his partner/husband Light in a happy aftermath (as happy as they can get) scenario, this can include a lot of other Death Note characters too, just a glimpse into their life

smol!L (as in, L as a kid) in the orphanage

L dressed as Sherlock Holmes (imagine smol!L trying to dress up as his favorite detective but that is up to you, it can be adult or smol!L)

Light in a tux looking evil lol

silvia-aivlis

Show me the diary/blog that Light writes or would have written? Either canon or AU is fine. :)

A canon-divergent AU in which L and Light die on the same day. Include the quote: “The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.”

Mello and Near wake up and find themselves in each other’s body. Humour.

Annoyed 14-year-old mathematics tutor L and annoyed 7-year-old student Light

Ryuk directing the Death Note Choir

Mikami as the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland

lawlietislaw

L is dead. Wammy’s is under attack by Kira. Men with guns have taken Roger and they’re locking down the perimeters. 13 year-old Matt has only minutes to escape, and all he has on him are: a PSP, matches, gum, Near’s legos, and BB gun. There might be friends or more supplies back at their tree-house-more-like-fort if he can make it. Will the kids be able to fight back Home Alone style?

The day L publicly challenged Kira on television, B breaks out of prison. Through hacking, spying, and detective work, B has discovered that the prime suspect is Light Yagami and Kira needs a name and face to kill. B breaks into Light’s room at the dead of night. This is the chance for revenge he’s been waiting for.

A normal afternoon of errands ends in disaster when felons have kidnapped Soichiro, Light, and other civilians as hostages. Will father and son be able to stop their crime spree and free the prisoners?

Nobody has a worse first day of medical school than Light Yagami. Imagine moving in to find that your roommate is an insufferable, sloppy insomniac who calls himself 'L’. What’s more concerning is L apparently has Type II diabetes, but there’s always doughnuts in the closet, and licorice on the bed. Shouldn’t future Dr. Yagami do something about this?

Sayu as the older sibling, Light as younger, where Sayu embarrasses Light by bragging about him to her friends. Fluffs

inspired off the song Lone Digger by Caravan Palace (warning for NSFW music video)

redesign Wammy kids (L, Watari, B, Mello, Near, or Matt, however many you want) in cyberpunk outfits or Victorian outfits

abbadon-abandon

Fluff with Light spending time with his dad

Something Matsulight :)

AU where L adopts Light somehow

Light in some sort of frilly, pretty dress

Matsulight cuddles

Someone giving Light a piggyback ride

complicatedmerary

Light won, but Mikami is alive and he already renounced him as his God. Bonus points if it’s really angsty.

Takada is dating both Light and Mikami without them knowing and it ends badly for all three of them, plot twist optional.

A look into Wedy and Aiber’s life before they worked for L.

L and Light dressed in Misa’s flashy outfits, with a grinning Misa proud of her manipulation.

Halle, Naomi, and Wedy as a kickass female group who fight crime, think Charlie’s Angels.

Light and Takada in royal clothing (bonus points for historical detail).

@pensulliwen

Misa visits Light’s grave

Misa reflects on Rem after her death

Misa finds the notebook for the first time, AU or canon compliant

Misa visits Light’s grave

Rem and Misa flying together

Misa holding the Notebook for the first time and staring at it

weneedtotalkaboutdeathnote

Something Near/Light. Does not have to be shipping (can be if you like though) but I do love any interaction between these two.

Light alone with his thoughts (possibly while he id being detained by L), obsessively going over his plans and growing ever slightly anxious and doubtful.

AU in which Light still owns the Death Note but never used it and takes a personal interest in hunting down Kira (Misa) once mass murders start.

Something Near/Light. Does not have to be shipping (can be if you like though) but I do love any interaction between these two.

Light celebrating his Birthday with his family (and possibly Ryuk heh)

Light alone, writing in his death note looking relaxed.

dank-cheese-burrito

young!L meets young!Light

L and Beyond = brothers

LightxL fluff

young!L

Beyond Birthday

any shinigami

jeevas-exe

An AU where Misa is Mello’s younger sister, but when Mello leaves, she doesn’t know how to cope.

A bittersweet mattxmello piece where Mello feels very guilty about the things he did, because of his faith. Matt tries to help him through this guilt. Catholic!Mello, if you will.

A coffee shop AU where Beyond Birthday is the barista and Naomi, who’s an FBI agent, comes running in after trying to chase down a suspect. She starts coming in more frequently due to certain events, and it’s eventual naomixb

Detailed profile of Matt

A depiction of Kira and Light as separate entities

Misa in high fashion (any Valentino dress!)

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