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This song fucks me UP.

I’m gonna write something to it on my 8 hour car drive home tomorrow.

Kodoku [こどく] | Angst | L x Fem!Reader

Told y’all I’d do it.

こどく (Ko-do-ku) — loneliness; isolation

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Content: So, this isn’t REALLY an L x reader…you’ll figure it out once you start reading :(

Warnings: Suicide, major character death, murder, mentions of murder, heavy depression themes, abandoned child

Notes: This probably wont be the only thing I’ll write to this song, so stay tuned. Kasumi belongs to a friend of mine, whereas Cade and Miriam belong to me.

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(Y/n) glared Light down as Matsuda had shot him. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest — it was finally over. Everything her husband and sons and herself had worked towards, was about to finally come to an end.

Aizawa and Ide moved to stop Matsuda from killing him, but (Y/n) just continued to glare Light down. For so long her husband had his suspicions, ones that (Y/n) shared. But before now, they never had any proof.

Behind them, Mikami panicked and thrust his pen into his stomach, blood spurting out. She didn’t bother to look at the ‘X-Kira.’

“Gevanni, Rester.” (Y/n) called out to the men, almost boredly.

“Right!”

“On it!”

The two men rushed to stop Mikami, as well as Aizawa and Ide, but everyone knew he was a goner.

“Mother?” Near looked up.

“Hand me the notebook.” (Y/n) held her hand out expectantly, not looking away from Light.

Near nodded and handed her the note and a pen. Light used the distraction to get up and stumble, almost drunkenly, out of the warehouse. Matsuda yelled out for him, but once he was out of sight, (Y/n) gave chase.

She didn’t know what Near would do to hold the others back, or if they’d even obey his orders. But all she knew was she was going to get her revenge for her husband and two sons.

Light heard the second pair of footsteps behind him and looked, then screamed out at the sight of (Y/n). He didn’t try to negotiate like usual, she figured it was because he wanted to save energy in case he somehow survived.

Light led her to an abandoned warehouse, he clearly had no idea where he was going.

“Light Yagami.” (Y/n) spoke with a definitive voice.

Light, panicked, looked behind him.

“I once believed we were friends. Or, partially.” She took a step towards him, making him take one back. “But then you took my husband, my sons, and so many other people.”

B flashed in her mind. Kasumi flashed in her mind. Takada, too. Soichiro, even if not directly. She narrowed her eyes even more.

“You’ve ripped everything to shreds. You’ve created chaos, not order. You are no God. You never will be.”

“S-So what’re you going to do?! Kill me?!” Light pants, screaming.

“Maybe. If this notebook is truly the real deal.” She opens it, then looks back at Light. “What do you think of that, Light? This is my perfect victory.”

She wrote his name down in the note, and Light’s eyes widened in realization. She had heard him, at L’s funeral. He could feel his left arm growing numb.

“Thats right,” (Y/n) moved to stand over him, her hair framing her face, the light streaming in from the sunset making her look even more terrifying to the young man.

And with a voice that, to Light, sounded like it had L’s in sync with hers, spoke to him.

“I win.”

Light then could no longer speak. His chest felt tight, like he couldn’t breathe, and it burned. It burned a lot. Tears welled up in his eyes as (Y/n) continued to glare at him. He could’ve sworn that L, Mello and Matt surrounded the (hair color) woman, looking down at him.

(Y/n) watched Light Yagami die slowly. As he was still dying, she sighed and sat next to him on the stairs, bringing her knees up to her chest. She could hear Light’s labored breathing. Her own tears welled up in her eyes.

(Y/n) and Light both went through memories of the task force together four years ago, but each for their respective reasons. Light, because he didn’t know what he did wrong, and maybe felt a twinge of guilt. But a little bit of guilt didn’t stop him in the past. For (Y/n), it was the nostalgia.

When she finally looked back at Light Yagami, he was still, his eyes glazed over and body stiff, just as her husband had been when he died in her arms. Clenching her eyes shut to keep from crying, she rested her chin on her knees.

“Did you see that, L…? Mello, Matt…?” She sobbed into her knees. “We won. We finally…fucking won…”

(Y/n), now feeling more alone than ever, sobbed harshly. Yes, the case was done. She’d gotten her revenge. But now she felt strangely…empty. She wont be able to share the fruits of her victory with those she lost.

She didn’t know how long she sobbed and cried out for, but it was night by the time Aizawa had put a hand on her shoulder and told her it was time to leave.

“Will you be alright, (Y/n)-chan?” Matsuda asked softly, watching the paramedics take Light’s body away.

“…maybe one day.” (Y/n) followed Matsuda’s line of sight.

Matsuda and (Y/n) shared a long hug and many crying sessions that night. Even with Matsuda, Near, Rester, Gevanni, Linder, Ide, Aizawa and Mogi, she felt alone.

When she crawled into bed that night, it was like she had lost L all over again. The pain jabbed and tore through her heart like a knife— no, a sword. It was so painful, and (Y/n) wondered for a moment if thats what Light had felt before dying.

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In the days following the solving of the Kira case; Misa Amane had killed herself, Mogi transferred to work in the United States, while Aizawa, Ide and Matsuda stayed as policemen in Japan. Near and (Y/n) went back to Wammy’s house in England, where they held Mello’s and Matt’s funerals. Rester, Gevanni and Linder stayed in the United States to help Mogi.

They had been buried next to L. It was a rough day for everyone.

(Y/n) now leaned against the doorframe of Matt and Mello’s old room. It was left exactly how it was before they ran away. Furniture gathering layers of dust, old consoles and games Matt was unable to take with him were left behind, the TV needed a good dusting, and the curtains hadn’t been opened in forever.

Above the nightstand, which was situated between their beds, (Y/n) saw an old photo of all of them together as a family. L in his weird sitting position with Near and his favorite Iron Man toy in his lap, (Y/n) standing next to him while Mello and Matt stand in front of her. They all seemed really happy.

She was supposed to go through their initial stuff and decide what to do with it. Roger would have done it himself, but he “wouldn’t want to intrude, ma’am.”

She started with their nightstand. That would be the least painful, right? Their dressers were still hastily open, some old clothing hanging over the edges. (Y/n) pulled one of the drawers out. A lot of it was papers filled with studies, mainly Mello’s more than Matt’s.

(Y/n) chuckled. “I forgot that Matt was only studying hard until becoming L’s successor was optional…”

She couldn’t remember how many times she’d come into the room to tell Matt to turn his games off, and that it was late. Oh, what she wouldn’t give to do that one last time.

Feeling the tears prick her eyes again, she continued. The first drawer held nothing but scraps of paper that will never be used again. The second drawer however, was filled with drawings Matt and Mello did when they were kids.

Picking up the first one carefully, (Y/n) smiled softly at the image. It was, from left to right; L, (Y/n), Mello, Matt and Near. Everyone was labelled.

That was it. Drawings upon drawings of the family, when Matt and Mello were kids. (Y/n) kept a hand to her mouth as she sobbed.

“Mom…?” Near spoke softly. “Roger said you’d be in here…”

“Oh, Near, honey…” She sniffled and rubbed the tears from her eyes.

Near wordlessly moved forward and hugged her. He had been hurting, too, he just didn’t know how to show it. He let his mom sob into his little frame, making him want to cry. But, he held himself back and didn’t.

“I came to get you because we have someone new today…” Near whispered. “He’s outside with his mom. She wants to speak with you directly.”

(Y/n) sniffled and nodded, pulling away. “Okay, um…”

Near stands with her, keeping a hand comfortingly on her back, looking at her with concern.

“Thank you, Near. C’mon, let’s go see what’s happening outside.” She threw on a smile, one that Near didn’t like, but he followed her anyway.

Outside, a woman was waiting with a small boy. The woman was crouched at her sons height, talking to him. (Y/n) remembered when that was her with her own sons.

“Hello, you said you wanted to speak with me directly, yes?”

The woman looked up, then stood. “Yes. I’m Miriam, pleased to meet you.”

“And what brings you by today?” (Y/n) threw Miriam and the boy a sweet smile, and was a bit taken aback at how much the boy looked like Mello.

“May we talk, mother to mother?”

(Y/n) nodded and shuffled away from Near and the boy with Miriam. The woman finally broke and began to cry.

“I can’t…I thought I could be like you, but I don’t know how you do it…”

“Ma’am, calm down. It’s going to be okay. Your son will be safe here.” (Y/n) wanted nothing more than to cry with her.

“No, I know. My um…boyfriend of sorts grew up here. He was actually um…” she sniffled. “one of your sons.”

(Y/n) was thrown back a little. She glanced at the boy, who was busy looking at Near’s robot toy.

“Mello…?”

“Mhm.” Miriam nodded. “We were in the same mafia group…listen, I know you don’t know me but Mello talked about you in such a good light…I can’t keep Cade in an environment like that…”

She looked back at Miriam at the mention of the boy’s name. She clenched her jaw and then nodded. “Yeah, yeah no problem. We’ll take him.”

Miriam smiles sadly. “Oh, oh thank you, (Y/n).”

She nods and glances at the ground, then looks back at Cade. Miriam takes that as a sign to hug the older woman, which she hesitantly returns. Cade turned to look at the two of them, the dirty blonde boy and the (hair color) woman making eye contact.

Cade was like his father. With one look, he understood everything. Even with Cade here, as a new child to raise with the others, everything still felt so empty. Nothing could bring her family back. Near and Cade were all she had left.

Although, when Cade was waving goodbye to Miriam, and then turned to (Y/n) with tears in his eyes, a look Near recognized, she realized she wasn’t the only one feeling alone. All three of them did, no matter the circumstances.

(Y/n) pulled both Cade and Near into a hug. Maybe, if nothing else, they could all be alone together.

Hi, how are u? <3

I was wondering if it was okay to request a Mello x fem reader smut? Just an established relationship thing where the reader is Mello’s live-in girlfriend and submissive, and she’s been demanding a lot of attention lately, which annoys him since he just has a lot of work to do. But when he sees how frustrated she gets from not being fucked, he decides to give her what she wants in the roughest way possible. You can include whatever sex act you’re most comfortable with, I’d just like it to have lots of slut-shaming/degradation, and I prefer if Mello is trans and uses a strap-on or other toy :) tyvm!

Hi!! I'm getting better, I got burnt out for a bit there and blanked on almost all of my requests. But, I'm in college now, and I'm writing this to destress lol

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Content: Trans!Mello x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ content. Minors, DNI. Slut shaming, degradation, Mello being a bitch and calling you a bitch, hand around your throat but not actually choking you.

Notes: My first Mello smut!!! Also, we stan trans Mello in this house. Please don't tell me you can tell I don't know how strap-on sex works-

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You huff, slumping against the couch with your arms crossed. Mello was on his fifth damn call of the day, going back and forth, trying to figure out someone's schedule or some shit. Matt relentlessly mashed the buttons on his controller next to you. You didn't care what he was playing - you didn't even have the slightest idea.

"Right. Understood." Mello spoke his farewells to one of his "colleagues" before hanging up.

Perking up, you look over as he walks into the room. "Mel, can we-"

"No, not now." Mello walked right past you and into the kitchen. "I'm just getting water then going back to work."

You pouted and sighed. "But Mello, we haven't spent any time together in weeks!"

"Calm your shit. I have a lot of work to do and no time for you." Mello spoke harshly before chugging his water.

"Ouch!" Matt chuckled.

You hit the brunette on the head before turning back to the blonde. "But-"

"No fucking buts, (Y/n). I already told you everything I needed to say." Mello sneered, continuing to drink some water.

You scoffed before turning around and "watching" Matt play whatever stupid game he was on. Mello then walked closer to the couch.

"Hey, Matt, c'mon. We gotta go." Mello nudged his brother.

"Yup." Matt then saved his game and turned off the console in no less than a minute, standing to walk with the blonde to the door.

"Wait! I thought you had work!"

"This is work." Mello spoke without so much of a glance towards you.

Then, the brothers left. Huffing again, you felt tears pricking your eyes. This is how it's been lately, Mello brushing you off. At night he goes to sleep after you, and wakes up before you. His work is taking everything over, and he never even so much as touches you anymore.

No matter how much you beg.

Whining to yourself, you surmised that Mello wouldn't be home for a while. The time read 9:04 pm, and he most likely wouldn't be home until 2 am. Huffing once more, you just opted to turn off the lights and turn in for the night. What was another night without Mello...?

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Fucking torturous. Your lower half was bare as you groud your pussy into Mello's pillow. The ridges hit just right against your clit, but it wasn't doing the trick. No matter how much time passed, your body seemed to involuntarily edge itself. Only Mello could do the trick anymore.

And with the past few weeks being like they have, you weren't sure if Mello would ever touch you again.

Trying to go at it again, you could feel heat bubbling up in your lower stomach once more, but it was more painful. 'How long have I been doing this?'

You hadn't been watching the time. Mello had come home, albeit earlier than expected. Matt went straight to bed, tired after driving all night long. Mello, having to chase someone down and get in a few fights, was also admittedly tired. Going to open his bedroomm door that he shared with you, he was greeted with a rather shocking sight.

You, furiously riding his pillow. But, of course you couldn't reach your high, and your hips stopped moving. Sighing to yourself, you took the pillow out from under you and placed it back on Mello's side of the bed.

"Just fuckin' forget it...he wont touch me anyway..."

"No no, baby." Mello spoke. "Keep goin' for me."

Turning, you saw your beloved blonde. "And why should I? You wont give me any fucking attention!"

"I've been busy."

"And I still make time for you when I'm busy! Especially for your damn needs." You glared at him.

Mello took in your figure. Hair disheveled, eyes narrowed, face red with frustration, his shirt covering your torso, and thighs slightly coated in your sweat and slick. The dim lighting seemed to help set the mood, making every part of you seem sexier.

Biting his lip and throwing his jacket off, he approached the bed. "Yeah? Fine, then, you fuckin' slut. I'll give you what you want."

Mello crashes his lips on yours, climbing over you and pressing you into the bed. He moulds his lips over yours, running one of his hands over your breasts.

"Mmh, no bra?" Mello chuckles as he tweaks your nippe through your shirt. "Of course you would."

"What's- mmh- that supposed to mean?" You asked between kisses.

"It means you're a fucking slut." Mello kisses you again. "Did you not hear me earlier?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but he plunged his tongue into your mouth. Swirling his tongue around and battling with your own, he slides his hand under your shirt to grope at your chest and pull at your nipples. You moan into the kiss and twist around, loving the pleasure as a result of his hands.

Mello's other hand dipped between your legs to drag up and down against your clit. You moaned louder and arched your back, accidentally breaking the kiss.

"Yeah, yeah you fuckin' like that? Of course you fuckin' do." Mello spits out, watching your face contort into pleasure. "Always demanding my fuckin' attention. Don't you know when to quit?!"

Mello's fingers work faster against your clit, building your orgasm higher and higher. Your speech reduced to moans and mumbles, Mello laughs in your face.

"Look at you, grinding against my fingers like a bitch in heat. What a fuckin' slut for me."

"Y-Yes, Mello! O-only for you!"

"Only for me?" Mello grins, slowing down.

"Yes! Yes! Please!" You grab his wrist, trying to grind against his fingers faster.

That caused Mello to stop. "Nuh uh. Good girls are patient. You're not a good girl."

"Yes! Yes I am! I promise I-"

Mello wrapped a hand around your throat, but being careful not to squeeze. "Shut up."

His tongue was inside your mouth again, swirling around. You whined into the kiss, pawing at his clothes.

"The fuck do you want now, slut?"

You whined, pawing at his pants. Mello made a grunt in response.

"You sure you deserve it? You've been a bad girl."

"I want it! Please, Mello!"

Mello slowly slid his hand off of your throat. Thinking to himself for a moment, he finally huffed, returning his hand to your throat, once more not squeezing.

"Fuckin' beg, like the bitch you are."

"Please! Oh, please, Mello! I want it- no, I need it! I wanna cum, and only you can make that happen! Please, please, I wont beg for your attention anymore, I'll be good! I'll be a good girl, just please-!"

Mello leaned back and moved to open one of the drawers in his nightstand. Pulling out the strap, he laid it on the bed before unzipping his pants and pulling them down.

"Since you begged so nicely..." Mello situated the strap on his hips. "I suppose I can give you this."

He pulled one of your legs over his shoulder, leaning forward so the tip of the strap on touched your entrance. The other leg laid flat so he had something to grind on.

"Are you ready?"

All you could do was meekly nod. Mello pushed in, not giving you time to adjust as he set a faster, rough pace. Gripping your hips to pull you in closer, the rocking motion of him against your leg stimulated his own clit.

Both of your moans mixing together and bouncing off the wall, skin smacking against skin, the feel of him rapidly moving in and out of you, it almost became too much.

"Mel-lo! Slow d-down!"

"Nuh-uh!" Mello moaned. "You wanted it, and I'm- ah!- giving it to you!"

Leaning forward more, Mello's moans grew louder than yours, finding he had more stimulation this way, and the dildo seemed to thrust deeper inside of you. Clawing at Mello's back, you moaned and whined for him, begging him to let you cum.

"Mello! Mel! Ple-please! Please make me cum! Please! Oh~!"

Mello panted between his own moans. "Look at me when you cum. Fuckin' look at me!"

Mello grabbed your jaw and made you look into his eyes as he picked up his already impossible pace. "Let go, let go, cum for me. Cum for me, slut. My slut! Ah~!"

The coil kept wrapping tighter and tighter and tighter, Mello moving his free hand to furiously thumb your clit. Letting out a final scream, the coil burst, and Mello drank in your post-orgasmic state. Grinning down at you as you came all over the dildo, he continued to thrust, grinding himself on your thigh.

"M-Mello...! T-too much!"

"Shut it." Mello whispered, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he furiously ground his clit against your thigh, resulting in the dildo furiously pounding in and out of you.

"M-Mello!"

Clawing at his back again, the coil started to build up again. Mello bit your neck and gripped your sides as he neared his orgasm, trying to silence his moans.

"Me-Mello, I'm gonna...!"

"I know, I know, me too...!" Mello panted, keeping his pace.

Pushing your leg back as far as it could go, he pounded into your pussy, thumbed your clit once more, while furiously grinding his own clit against your thigh.

Finally, you both came together with a loud scream of each other's names. You felt lightheaded as he slowed to a stop, but also fulfilled. Both of you panted and gently let go of each other, Mello slowly pulling out and pulling off the strap.

Lazily dropping it on the ground, making you laugh, he opted to just lay on top of you.

"That was...ah..." Mello spoke.

"I...I'm sorry f-"

"Nah. Don't even. I was pent up, too." Mello panted. "You're fine, baby."

Mello gave you a kiss before playing with your hair, returning his face to your neck. Letting out one last sigh before nuzzling into your boyfriends embrace, you closed your eyes, ready to fall asleep.

"Next time, shut the goddamn door!" Matt yelled from down the hall.

Hello<3 may I request Mello x fem reader fluff/comforting hcs of him comforting reader because he’s been so busy and not making any time for her? Also can reader have a very sweet and caring personality to the point she didn’t even confront Mello about it instead someone had to point it out for him to realize?<3

Hiii! <3 Omg I love talking to y'all. And yes ofc I can!!! Quick question tho: Are you the same Mello anon as the one I just posted? :O

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Content: Mello x Fem!Reader

Warnings: neglect from Mello's end, but it gets sorted out :3

Notes: I finally finished my homework, so I hope this doesn't display how absolutely braindead I am from homework rn lol

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Sighing to yourself as you scroll through the messages you last sent Mello, detailing how you wished his day would go okay, that you loved him and offered your support if he needed it. Although, with how silent he'd been recently, you doubted he needed it.

He hadn't responded to you in three days. And before that, a simple "okay." And before that? More days of radio silence. He hadn't even read your messages. You'd been with him long enough to spot the signs of his life getting too hectic and busy to keep up with you.

But, as you read through your messages to him, you'd noticed you gradually sent less and less. You were sad that Mello wasn't replying, or even attempting to reach out to you or make it up to you...had he stopped caring?

'No,' You thought. 'He'd tell me if he did...'

But what if he didn't? What if he figured this was the easiest way? A shuddering sigh made its way out of your mouth at the thought, and so you opted to just close out of the text conversation all together.

"No, no, stop that...he'll...he'll get back to me eventually." You rested your head back against the couch. "Right...?"

Sitting by yourself for a moment, you pondered what to do now. You didn't want to text Mello again in fear of getting in the way of something. Looking towards the window, you noticed the sun was setting. This would be prime time for Mello's group to act on whatever devious plan they may or may not have set. It wasn't a good idea to text him right now anyways.

A ping came from your phone, and you felt your heart skip a beat in excitement. Was it Mello?! You opened your phone, but your smile fell as you saw it was your friend, Ike, instead.

Ike: Hey (Y/n), wanna hit the town with me tonight? :3

(Y/n): Couldn't hurt. Stuck at home doing nothing.

Ike: Again? Where's that blonde bombshell of yours?

(Y/n): No clue

Ike: Oh :( Well, I'll come pick you up in an hour for dinner and drinks, alright?

(Y/n): Thanks, Ike. See you soon.

You figured it was okay to do this. It wasn't like Mello was around to say no. Even if he was, who was he to tell you no? Cleaning yourself up to look at least a little decent for a night out, you waited patiently for Ike. While constantly checking your phone for any sign of Ike or Mello. Mello still hadn't read your messages, which hurt, but you were forced to brush it off.

Finally, Ike texted you that he was outside, and you promptly left your apartment. He brought you to a nice bar and grill, the both of you catching up and talking about your respective relationships. Once Ike finished telling you about his plans to propose to his boyfriend, he asked you again about Mello.

"Oh, we're fine." Shrugging it off with a small smile, you took a sip of your wine. "He's just been a little busy is all."

Ike's own smile fell a bit. "Y'know, he's been a little more um...busy than usual. Every time I text you these days, he seems to not be around."

"Everything's fine, Ike. Just work dragging him away again." You chuckled lightly. "Now, back to this proposal of yours..."

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Matt and Mello were finally done for the night, riding back home on Mello's motorcycle. Stopping at a stoplight, Mello kept his eyes on the light, itching for it to turn green.

"Um, Mello?" Matt mumbled.

"What?"

"Look." Matt pointed to the restaurant next to them.

Mello turned to look, and saw you and Ike sitting in the restaurant. It made Mello's chest tighten up in jealousy, but he had to remind himself that Ike was with someone.

"So? It's her friend. Whatever."

"But what if Ike and his boyfriend broke up?"

"No, she'd tell me."

"Would she? I mean, you haven't been giving her any attention lately."

"What do you mean? Been giving her plenty of fuckin' attention." Mello grunts.

"Really? Dude, check your messages."

Sighing, Mello dragged his phone out, wondering why the light was taking so long to change. Of course, he saw missed texts from you. But they were less than they were usually. You'd only texted him once today, and yesterday only three texts remained. The day before, four of them.

"Better be careful, she might be losing interest from your neglect..." Matt whistled.

Looking back up at the two of you in the restaurant, Mello growled again. Once the light finally turned, he revved his bike before riding away.

"Wha-" Matt turned to watch the restaurant disappear quickly behind them. "What are you doing?! Don't you want her?"

"I do! But I'm dropping you off first!"

Matt sighed, secretly disappointed. He wanted to see how Mello would worm his way back into your heart.

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When you and Ike were leaving, you felt a little sad to be going home alone again, even if the ride back home would still be in Ike's presence.

"Hey, are you sure you're alright? You can spend the night with me and Cameron if you'd like." Ike offered a small smile.

"Thanks, but...I don't wanna intrude." You gave another small smile, even though you wanted to.

"Oh, you wouldn't be-" Ike started, genuinely trying to comfort you.

"She said no." Mello sneered, stepping into the dim light outside the restaurant.

"Mello?" You perked up.

"Hey. I um...I need to talk to you."

That made your heart drop to your stomach. This is when he breaks up with you, right? Ike looked down at you before patting your shoulder and walking into the parking lot. However, he wasn't going to drive away, in case Mello really did leave you and you needed a ride home.

"Look, I um..."

You looked down at the ground. "Just get it over with already, Mello..."

"Huh?"

"You're breaking up with me, right?"

"What? No! I'm trying to apologize for not being around lately!" Mello grabbed your shoulders, then dropped his volume. "Who said I was breaking up with you? I'll kill them!"

"No, calm down, nobody did. I just assumed..."

"Oh. No. Baby, I love you. I'm...I'm really, really sorry that I haven't been able to get back to you or see you often lately. Work's been dragging me down, swamping me and forcing me to make it my first priority."

When Mello was sure you weren't going to say anything, he continued, pulling you closer.

"I should have texted you more, let you know what was going on...I didn't even know how much I was neglecting you until Matt pointed you out in this restaurant tonight. I'm really, really sorry. And I...I can understand if you can't forgive me."

"Mello..." You sighed. "Just...please make sure to at least let me know you're okay, just busy?"

"I will, I promise, anything you want." Mello put his hands on your cheeks.

"Alright..." You put your hands on his wrists. "Alright, I forgive you."

Mello kissed you before leading you to his motorcycle, helping you get situated before driving off. Ike smiled softly at the sight before driving home himself.

Once you and Mello got home, you moved to the couch to sit, but Mello stopped you.

"What are you doing?"

"You've got some other work, right?" You were so used to his busy schedule now, you just kind of assumed.

"No. Tonight's all about you, hon." Mello wrapped an arm around your shoulder, dragging you to your shared bed.

Mello spooned you in the bed, placing chaste kisses along your cheek, neck, and shoulder. His hands resting at your stomach, fiddling with your shirt as he tells you all the shit that went down over the few weeks.

After he finished, he then told you about stupid shit Matt did, and Mello reveled in your tired laugh. Moving you to face him, he laid on top of you, looking into your eyes before leaning down to kiss you on the lips.

You, of course, returned the kiss, and smiled comfortingly at Mello when he pulled away.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Mello."

Hiya! I'm the person who requested the L x baker headcannons and I loved them! Thanks for doing my request!

I'm a sucker for that bed headed sugar addict, so could I request a small drabble for L x baker reader where they're baking together? Fluffy fun!

Aww of course! I'm glad you enjoyed it! You're always welcome to request, baker anon <3

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Content: L x gn!Reader

Warnings: L makes out with reader while trying to get brownie batter. Not really a big thing, but I wanted to put a warning in case people think its gross lol

Notes: This was fun to do! I got to relax with this ask after finishing my homework today. Also, this is pretty short lol

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Finally getting the brownie batter how you want it, you set the bowl down on the counter with a satisfied smile. L, who was wearing a "kiss the baker" apron, was biting the tip of his index finger while keeping his wide gaze on the bowl.

As fast as a snake, L darted said index finger towards the batter. However, by now you were experienced with his presence while you're baking, so you smacked his hand away before he could catch some of the batter.

"Ow!" L flinched back, pouting.

"Oh stop, you big baby. That did not hurt."

For good measure however, you gently grabbed his hand and placed many little kisses where you smacked him. L gave you a small smile and moved in to kiss you on the lips, his free hand snaking across his body to try to get to the batter anyways.

He managed to get a dip in, pulling away from the kiss to bring his chocolate-covered index finger to his face. Huffing, you grabbed his wrist and sucked the chocolate off his finger. L pouted again.

"If you promise to stop trying to go for the batter, I'll let you lick the spoon."

"And the bowl?" L begged.

"Fine, and the bowl." You giggled.

"Okay!" L nodded, pulling his arm away.

The oven beeped, signalling that it was hot enough to begin baking the brownies. You began to pour the batter into the pan, making sure it was even before putting the bowl to the side. L took the pan and placed it in the oven, careful not to burn himself, before turning to the timer.

"Twenty minutes?"

"Twenty-five." You corrected.

L nods and punches twenty-five into the timer, pressing start and moving to stand behind you. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder.

"I thought you wanted to lick the spoon and bowl?"

"You take the first lick." L mumbled.

"M'kay..."

You didn't know what he was trying to pull now, but with a smile, you picked up the spoon and licked some of the batter off. L then reached up to grab your face, turning you to face him before he smashed his lips onto yours. L forced his tongue into your mouth, dancing around your own, and getting to taste the batter.

"Mmh. Good." He smiles at you before placing a small peck on your lips before taking the spoon out of your hands and walking off with it.

Shocked, you stood there for a moment, hand still in mid-air. Finally, you blinked a bit before placing your hand on your mouth, face bright red.

Hello! I could request a jealous and possessive mello x fem! reader. Sometimes I like him to be really mean lol Anyway, thanks for your work and for your kindness <3

Hi! Yes, of course you can! (dw, I like him mean, too lol) Aww, thank you, anon!! <33 Thank you for your kindness <33

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Content: Jealous/possessive!Mello x f!Reader

Warnings: Has some yandere themes but Mello isn't actually yandere in this, Mello calls the reader stupid (apologizes later), Mello gets angry, jealousy, possessiveness, Mello giving reader a hickey

Notes: I figured some of y'all would like the gif I found below lol

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Mello knew he was the crazy boyfriend. The one that always had an arm around you, always had to meet your friends, always had to know where you were. He didn't know why and he didn't care to know why he was the crazy one.

In fact, the one thing he did want to know, was why in the fuck was some guy putting his arm around you?

Mello was across the room. His mafia group decided to hit a bar one night, some of the members bringing their significant others along. Mello decided to bring you along tonight, hoping to get the memo across to everyone that you were his.

Unfortunately, it seemed like someone didn't get the memo. He had just gone to get some drinks for himself and you. He stood frozen amongst the crowd, acting like he had just caught you making out with this guy.

Of course, he knew that wasn't the case, but he couldn't stand seeing someone other than him touch you. Gripping the glasses so hard he was afraid he'd break them, he finally marched closer to the two of you. Of course, as he got closer, he saw that the man had also gotten a drink for you...

"Yeah!" The man laughed. "So then I said-"

"Hey." Mello growled from behind them. "What're you doin' with my girl?"

Both of you turning around, the man seemed surprised at both Mello's words and his presence. The man didn't get a chance to lean away before Mello balanced both drinks in one hand while yanking you back into him with his now free one.

"I was just-"

"Scram!" Mello snapped at the guy, gaze angry and crazy.

The guy, not wanting to possibly get killed, turned and disappeared into the crowd. Mello then turned to you and swiped the drink out of your hand. "Don't drink that!"

"I wasn't planning on it..." You murmured.

Mello threw the drink on the ground, scaring a few people nearby. He then dragged you over to a corner and handed you the drink he got for you before tugging you harshly against him. Yelping, you looked around, hoping the bouncer wouldn't come to kick you two out.

"Why the fuck are you looking around? You want him that bad?" Mello growled in your ear.

"No, I'm making sure the fucking bouncer doesn't kick us out." You snapped back. "And why are you mad at me? I didn't choose to have that guy come up and-"

"Because you didn't fucking move away!" Mello argued back, feeling rage bubble up in his system.

"If you didn't notice, he was kind of all fucking over me."

"Oh my God- that's when you move! I swear, you're so fucking stupid sometimes." Mello didn't mean it, it had slipped out.

Staring at him in shock for a moment, you huffed and turned to leave the bar altogether. Mello, realizing what he just said, reached out to grab your arm.

"Wait- wait, babe, I'm sorry I didn't mean-"

"Get off of me, Mihael!" You yanked your arm out of his grip before slamming your drink down on the table next to Rod. "Here, a drink for you since you can't control your blonde bombshell."

Rod gave you a confused look, but didn't have time to respond as you stormed out of the bar. Mello hung back, looking shocked, apologetic and honestly afraid as you left. Rod turned and saw Mello gazing after you before shaking his head and downing the drink.

Outside the bar, you went to wait next to Matt's car, hoping at least one of them will come out to comfort you...or give you a jacket...because it is damn cold outside. You could hear the music from the bar from outside, and several stragglers were hanging out outside anyways.

However, as if hanging next to his car summoned him, Matt came over and silently leaned against his car next to you. He lit a cigarette before you said anything.

"Did Mello send you out here?"

Matt took a drag before answering. "Nope. But I did see what happened. Wanted to check on ya, and get out of that damned bar heat."

"I'm fine." You crossed your arms over your chest.

Matt looked you over. "You seem far from it."

"...whatever." You sighed.

"Look, Mello's never loved anybody like he loves you, and he doesn't know how to properly-"

"Matt, I get it. But thats not what I need right now."

Matt then grew confused. "Then...what do you need?"

"My fucking boyfriend to get out here and apologize to me." You finally looked up at Matt.

Shrugging, he took another drag of his cigarette. "Well...you could always kiss me and pretend I'm Mello."

You chuckled and nudged him. "Yeah, exactly what I need. Another reason for Mello to be angry."

"At least that time his anger would be warranted." Matt chuckled before taking another drag, a particularly long one before flicking the ashes off. "Look I'm sure Mello will...well...mellow out. He always does, yeah?"

"Until I hear an apology from him, I wont mellow out." You looked up at the dark sky.

"Say no more." Matt spoke before taking another drag.

"Matt, I'll take over from here." Another voice sounded from behind you two.

Matt nodded before walking off. Mello took his place. He looked you over with a frown, then tried to grab your hand. In response, you jerked yourself away, refusing to look at him. Mello's frown deepened before he wrapped his arms around your waist and tugged you close, putting his chin on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

After a moment you spoke. "For?"

"...um..." Mello looked up at your face.

You couldn't resist - that illicited a small chuckle from you. That made Mello smile.

"Alright, I'm...really, really sorry for getting angry at you and calling you stupid. Should've just punched the guy and left instead."

"Nope, not the solution, but...it's the best I'm gonna get from you." You sighed with a smile and turned to him. "You mean it?"

"Yeah. Yeah - babe, I hate getting angry with you." Mello was now at full height now. "I was just...really angry at how shameless that guy was. I mean, he knows you're mine."

His grip tightened on your waist. "Right? You're mine, right?"

"Of course I am."

"What was that guy even talking about anyway?"

"Some bullshit story about how he took out a target you guys had."

"Ha! When? In his dreams?" Mello laughed. "That guy just joined."

"I figured he looked new." You laughed with him.

After the laughter died down, Mello kept you in place, looking at you with adoring eyes and a soft smile. "Look...I...really am sorry. I didn't mean anything I said to you in there."

"Just...stick to punching them and then leaving, yeah?" You joked, making Mello laugh.

"Sure...you uh, wanna go back in?"

"Sure." You answered after a moment.

"M'kay good, because I wanna show off that mark on your neck."

"What mar-"

Before you could finish, Mello dove to your neck, biting the skin and sucking a deep purple hickey into it. Clucthing on to him and letting out a small moan, Mello chuckled as he pulled away. "That one."

"You sly bastard."

"That's me. Kiss me, baby." Mello puckered his lips and leaned forward.

Rolling your eyes before kissing him, you decided that maybe having a crazy boyfriend had some specific perks.

Light Yagami Relationship HC's

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Content: Light Yagami x gn!Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, Light murdering your friends, break up

Notes: This turned into more than relationship HC's, but this has also been in my drafts for a while and I just wanted to get it over with lol

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Lol

You're FUNNY if you think you could actually love Light Yagami

it's me. i'm funny.

Yeah, anyway-

Pre-Kira? Mans is alright. Doesn't exactly understand some relationship stuff, like the importance of affection other than soft kisses, but wont be afraid to ask

Will also probably make sure of your boundaries once the relationship starts

Wont start out head over heels, I think Light is somewhat of a demiromantic/sexual. It'll take him a while before he's head over heels for you.

Mostly a respectful boyfriend, if not clueless when it comes to this, again. Nothing wrong with that.

Now, post-Kira Light?

oh shit

He will still make sure of your boundaries, but he will begin to push at them after a while. See what your limit really is

This may lead him to using you like how he would use Misa, the only difference being that he actually had feelings for you

Speaking of Misa, he informs you of his decision to "date" her

Honestly? You broke up with him because of it. And good on you. You deserve wayyy better than that. However...

Nobody leaves Light Yagami heartbroken. You will be the true diety of the new world alongside him! No other woman or man or person matters other than you- can't you see that?!

He'll go on a desperate rant to you in the rain a couple weeks after your breakup. It was the first time he had seen you since then.

Of course, it's going to take more than begging to get you to go back to him. So, you leave him in the rain.

If he sees you with anyone else, he's finding a way to put their name in the notebook. He can't stand the thought of someone else having you but him - no matter the gender.

Eventually he tells you that Misa knows their relationship is fake and lies that he's free to date other people. He then explains the Shinigami eye deal to you (you already knew about the Kira part) and begs once again for you to come back

You tell him you have to think about it. On the surface, he accepts that answer, but in reality he's angry that you wont take him back

But, he knows if he gets angry, that you wont go back to him. Then who would he rule with?

Eventually you decide to get back with him, but you want your relationship on the down low

"Oh, because of my public relationship with Misa? I understand. That's actually pretty sma-"

"No. It's because I don't want to be made a fool out of." You responded coldly.

"W-wait, so I can't tell...anyone?" Light stood, grabbing your shoulders.

"No. Just like I haven't told anyone about the notebook, or that you're Kira." You glanced away. It was for the best.

Ryuk laughed hard that day.

Light was convinced that you wanted to keep it a secret because you had feelings for somebody else, and he just simply couldn't have that.

Suddenly, criminals stopped dying and people you knew were dying instead

Knowing it was Light, you knew he'd only stop if you allowed him to make your relationship known.

"Light- Light please." You begged, tears falling down your face as the fourth friend died this week. "Please, stop killing them..."

"But why should I? I'm afraid they might take you from me." Light caressed your cheek.

"I'll- I'll let you make our relationship known! Just please stop killing them!" You cried.

Light grinned. "I'm glad you've come to see the error of your ways. Very well, (Y/n). I'll stop killing your little friends once I make our relationship known."

Relieved, you embraced him. His grin widened, as the rest of your friends' names were already pre-written in the notebook with times and dates. He planned to make your relationship known after. It would send a message to you to not defy him, your future husband, again. And it would send a message to everyone else to avoid you, leaving you to be his and his alone.

Sad Doot.

Got told that the oboe won't be back til next year.

The joys of living in a tiny outback town, where nonody plays the duck instrument.

Also, thanks for 90 followers guys!