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L as a...L as a... by IMarriedMyFandoms
L sat, staring at the camera in front of him. He was in a round whicker chair, his feet pulled underneath of him. What had given him the idea to do this was even beyond his own genius. He was, in fact, quite dumb founded as to why he would be putting up with the lights, the million of different camera angels, and the phrase that he was easily coming to hate
"That was good, but we need a few more."
L gave a sigh, his hands placed precariously against his knees and he stared, dead pan, into the camera lenses. They had even put makeup on him as well, which was seeming to melt under the 10,000 watt light bulbs they had plastered around the room and guided specifically to his face. The bags that were under his eyes had been darkened to an almost black from their normal purple-ish blue color. His skin had been plastered with a white cream and powder and they had even put a gloss, clear thankfully, onto his lips to make them reflect in the light. His clothes, which they had only changed
Take Your Chance [Yandere!L] PrologueTake Your Chance [Yandere!L] Prologue by earthpoem
“Fuck…fucking hell. I hate people,” a young woman mutters as she touches a fresh, wet bullet hole wound in her upper arm. She had taken the bullet out with her fingers a few minutes ago, and now is wishing she could close the wound. She has nothing she could patch it over with though, and can’t stop the red liquid from flowing down her skin. “Ah…fuck. This hurts.”
Collecting blood on her hand by accident, she wipes what she can off on her black shirt. The few fallen drops to the ground can’t be helped, but she does smear them around with her shoe on purpose, hoping a sample can’t be found. She is crouching down in between two city buildings, waiting for the police to leave the area.
How did she get here and why doesn’t she want to be caught by the police?
Well basically, someone led her into a trap. She should have seen it coming.
She didn’t though, but the police found her. She escaped within
Double Dates and Sweets (L x Reader)Double Dates and Sweets (L x Reader) by Anime-Wolf35
Double Dates and Sweets (L x Reader)
I never liked sweets... until I met him
''(Name), (Name)! Please come with me! I want to go and meet Light!'', yelled my friend Misa.
I know it was a bit weird for someone like me, a serious and quiet person, to be friends with someone so energetic as Misa. But it happened. She was the first one to talk to me and after that we became friends. She was actually my only friend, since I was always a loner and never really socialised outside classes.
As for myself, I'm a law student, going to To-Oh University, so I'm really busy with classes and as a result, I almost never see Misa, since she is always with her managers, with her being a model and all that. So that is t
L x Reader: RecedingL x Reader: Receding by Tarnisis
L x Reader: Receding
(F/n) had loved L from the moment she'd seen him. Though the initial memory had long since faded with time, the original adoration had not.
As they spent countless hours together, it was almost as if the two had been made to compliment each other. The two were polar opposites. Where L was oddly calm and collected, (F/n) was wild and impulsive. Where he would stay crouched for extended hours, she would wiggle in her seat and long to run; and yet they somehow found a middle ground.
In the early days of their friendship, (F/n) had often gone too fast for her own good; pushing her limits and ever expanding her personal expectations. And L was always the one to come and find her- his hands burrowed deeply in his sweat pants pockets, and his wide obsidian eyes staring at her intently as she explained herself. In spite of their differing perso
L x reader: Love is bad...I do not think soYou can not help feeling guilty about what you're doing...but you will not deny it's something you always wanted to do...if it is right or not I do not want to know now...do not know if you will have another chance like this...but...L x reader: Love is bad...I do not think so by ratoncitapaula
"Quiet _____... it's not like we were robbing a bank or kidnap the President, be quiet, take a day for us is not bad, if I recall today do not work right, then after we go to my house, I love the food preparing Watari and I'm sure my brother liked to see" 'I am quite sure that you want to see L, there brother and you owe me a lot, but happy do, you do not get paid'
"But what a thing to say, but thanks for the invitation accedes" 'I would see Ryuzaki'
"Aah, they will also want to see"
"etto...no...I...eh" You say you can not avoid your face is completely red "I ... look there comes to Matt"
"What happened, because I was asked to come, perhaps we will pint"
"That same friend, today is a day for us, well first we go to the mall"
I Don't Understand I Don't UnderstandI Don't Understand by Sneaky-Kat4-Life2
Contest entry. Hope ya like.
Walking outside, umbrella in tow, I found him just standing there.
I head closer, curious as to why he was alone, letting himself be drenched in this near-blinding storm.
"Ryuzaki? You don't have an umbrella."
"Aren't you cold?"
"Of course. But the cold helps me to understand."
"....I'm sorry, I don't get it."
"Hm...I suppose you wouldn't. I'm sorry if I confused you, Light."
"It's okay. I guess I'm just worried."
Ryuzaki starts to walk away, his form hunched over and his bare feet slightly dragging across the
Surprise for LIt was a perfectly normal autumn day in Wammy's House. Inside, the children were doing all kinds of logical puzzles and playing board games as they usually did on a holiday. It was October 31, and apart from Halloween, there weren't really any other significant events taking place that day.Surprise for L by ShiroKoburi
Except that it was also the birthday of a certain young, dark-haired, intelligent, sugar-loving individual.
L was crouching as usual in the windowsill on the 1st floor, one of his favorite places to sit, whilst looking at the scenery and chewing on his thumbnail. A small smile adorned his face. Even though he usually told people that birthdays really did not matter all that much to him, each year on his birthday Watari would make a special cake just for him, pat him on the head and say: "Happy Birthday, L," with fatherly affection in his voice, and L would smile, thank him and slowly enjoy the cake while sitting in the windowsill, genuinely happy for the attention. And the cake, mind you. Later the
Near-ly PrankedI remember when we met, my successor. I didn't think of you as that, not at first. I saw the things we had in common, the interests that fell outside the norm for others our age, and that was the bond we shared. You had such a hard time making and keeping friends; I have to admit that is something I lack in as well. People were harder to understand for me, the same as they were for you, and so we studied them, only to find out they dislike being studied. It helped my reputation, and people didn't mind that I studied humanity when it helped them, when it took feared criminals off the street.Near-ly Pranked by MasterKoschei
Still, they didn't like me personally. I've always been too abrupt, too truthful, and... too strange at times as well. I'm aware of this and yet I've done nothing to change it. I don't know if we were both just born to follow the same path as far as friendship with, but follow that circle we did, and yet, you were one I could call friend.
Sure, I gave you gifts, and I could see that you appreciated
Last MomentL. Lawliet. He sat, crouched atop a battered recliner, waiting out the last moment before he shuffled off to the next world. His face was haunted, a laptop sitting in front of him casting an eerie glow upon his face, accentuating his hollow features, his bleak eyes and his seemingly bleached white skin. He stared at the computer screen, a bent, crouching figure of a child. This was the image of the world's number one detective. L. That's all he was known by. But that was in the past. Because of the Kira case, more than just Watari knew his face, his location his name.Last Moment by smileys-4-eva
He bent his head down and reached his right hand towards the table. Reaching under the desk he slid out a small package. Wrapped in light blue tissue, it was a small box that was never meant to be opened. L turned the blue box over, managing to hold it at its corners with only his thumb and his forefinger, and began to unwrap the box. Slipping off the paper, he smiled slightly at the box's outward appearance. It was
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