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Artwork from last year. I don't remember if I've posted them here
#the detail in this is beautiful#the reflection on the floor is a really nice touch#each color palette is so pretty and fit the characthers well#and the fucking letters in the window#GAAAA#im obsessed#I love B’s especially you nailed it#gorgeous art#i may just be high but is a seeing a shinigami wing thru the window?
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Sit Down.
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I also drew Near and Mello’s grandmothers for no reason other than I am seriously ill.
Cookie to whoever can guess which country Near’s grandma is from
#am i kicked out of the fandom yet?? lmaoa#i make ridiculous backstories for no reason#death note#nate river#near#mello#mihael keehl#mello x near#meronia#near death note#my art#death note headcanons#i feel like i am gravely misusing the tags but i refuse to give a fuck
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I’m never gonna finish these WIPs but I want you all to enjoy my shitty doodles of young Roger and Quill anyway.
Someone please ask me why Quillish is a bastard man and how he ruined Roger’s life please.
Bonus: Roger’s foxy dead wife Irene under the cut.
#we love roger in this house#in case it wasnt obvious i have a weakness for gingers lmamo#hes from donegal and he would have been fine probably if he fucking stayed there#DOES ANYONE WANT MY OLD MAN YAOI HEADCANONS#NO?#TOO bAd#youre gonna get em anyway lolll#death note#roger death note#roger ruvie#quillish wammy#watari#wammys house#wammy house#to me wammy would have all the worst traits of marlon Brando#and like Mussolini probably lmaoa#my art
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Okay I need to ask... what the hell is 💊💒💊The Ecstasy of our Virgin Mother Saint Mandy 💊💒💊 ???
*Rafiki voice* : It is time.
*CUE VIOLENT KAZOO MUSIC*
The Ecstasy of Our Virgin Mother Saint Mandy is my Eldritch baby, a grotesque abomination, and my first attempt at writing anything seriously. I will not say much as I’m hoping to post it by the end of November, but I will say It's a Mello/Near fanfic analyzing their relationship from wammy's till Kira's death. I will also say that if you plan to read it, prepare to be abandoned and forsaken by God just as these orphans have.
Enjoy the opening under the cut and don't be shy lemme know what you think even if you hate it I guess lolll💒
As so the old proverb goes…
“For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of the shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a nail.”
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Proverbially enough, all his life, Near has wanted for nothing. It's not that he’s never been hungry or in need but rather he is simply content without. Near can do without. Hunger is a need, it's biological; but want— want is a desire, a want is a wish and wishes to Near are nothing but storybook nonsense and consequently a waste of time.
Wanting is a choice, a choice that unavoidably leads to demise. Want breeds attachment, attachment breeds love and with love comes blindness,weakness, and vulnerability. All things Near would happily rather choose to live without.
If wanting is a choice and if Near ever had a choice in anything at all, Near would—
Well, …quite frankly, Near would rather choose to starve and die.
But Near never had a choice; —in any of this. Which is fine because Near knows how to do without.
Near can do without choices. He can do without hobbies and interests. He can do without having dreams or true aspirations. Near can do without having friends or family. He can do without comforting conversations and the warmth of someone’s company. He can do without knowing what his mother’s embrace would feel like, without knowing what they might have had in common, —without knowing if she ever loved him.
Near can do without love. Near doesnt want love. He doesn't want any of these things because none of these things make a good detective and Near is a rational person and there is no rationality in wanting what you can’t have.
It’s sound enough logic Near thinks, it's just unfortunate that sound logic does nothing to combat the irony of the number one person on top of the ‘Things Near Can Never Have’ list, was blessed with the God given hands of a virtuoso that liked to thrum and pluck the delicate, nylon, thin, threaded cords holding together all the seraphim-disguised boy’s principles of logic and sanity.
Mello never needed the permission of logic. Mello has never had a problem doing whatever he wants and while it's always elusive what the blonde boy really wants, the sadistic musician nonetheless plays him like a theremin. Without even touching him he seizes control of the humming neurons inside the young orphan’s brain, commanding full attention just being in the room and sends Near’s brain humming. conducting and coercing out Philharmonic Orchestra grade symphonies that drown out all sound of rational thought.
But what’s far worse however is when those sunlight kissed hands do touch his moonlight cursed body, they play him as steady, knowing, fingers on harp strings do. He plays him patiently and determined, until the poisoning devotion in every bite and bruise and kiss has Near gasping and writhing, singing out of key like a small wounded animal in the woods, bleeding to death in the middle of the night.
He plays him until his heartbeat is a loud ticking metronome, until he forgets he’s breathing on his own. He plays with him until all forty seven harp strings of Near’s self restraint snap from the tension. He plays with him until he breaks.
If he was truly a rational person he would push Mello away. He would stop. He should stop. He needs to stop…
He feebly clutches at the rosary around the older boy’s neck out of instinct and pulls him down closer for another desperate kiss instead. Near quietly reminds himself he wants for nothing.
#LMAOAOAO remember i said november?????#who is she i dont know her#I'm hoping to post something soon tho#death note#death note near#near#mello#mihael keehl#nate river#mello x near#meronia#near death note#death note fanfic#death note fanfiction#my writing#shameless reblog
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Little Prince
Lifted high on the tidal wave of our pleading hands
Save us
We said
Little Island
Little Archduke Archipelago
Weather the weather that we cannot
Break you down to pieces,
Keep those most convenient
Frail, pale
Little Shield
Stop the storm that bites our heels
Part the red wine sea of blood
Deliver us
Little One
Near character rant and detail shot below the cut:
I think a lot about what Near's life was like after Mello left Wammy's. Near starts investigating Kira from square one at 13 years old. I feel like it's often acknowledged that Mello becomes acquainted with violence at a young age, but so does Near. I imagine what it would have been like for him, being asked to do want his idol couldn't while still a child, pouring over endless documents of death and violence. It's one of the reasons I find his calm demeanor to be so compelling. Near just takes everything is stride, even though the fate of the world has been put on his shoulders.
Of course everyone is entitled to their opinions but Near as a character deserves so much more love.
#IM NOT OKAY THIS IS SO GOOD OMGMMGGMMG#Every little detai in this is stunning the crime scene photos compostionally is so aesthically pleasing especially with the warm vs cooltone#i am obsessed with way you did his little face and footsies lol#and you fucking killed it with the folds in the clothing DETAILS MAN its breathing with beautiful detail#and the poetry just took me out i love how you captured the mood so well#bravo dude seriously
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Can be viewed as the second part of this drawing because you can see the cards and dices scattering in the background.
Couldn't bring myself to write down the full description for this. I may do it in my private blog. The text is lyrics from the song "Somewhere only we know"
I like both the original version of Keane and this remix version. The singing is so soft that it feels like the person is so tired they are whispering their death wish "So tell me when you're gonna let me in. I am getting tired and I need somewhere to begin."
I don't like this interpretation one bit I may come up with another drawing with happier ending!
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Manga gave L a bit of a tan. Anime bleached him like a sock. A malnourished, emaciated, sad, Victorian little sock.
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replication in reverse [podfic]
part 3 of our love is god; near POV of heaven is a place on earth with you
rating: E | category: M/M | chapters: 1/1 | words: 1.4k
Mello mumbles something into his neck, something to the effect of waiting until Near is ready for him to move, but Near only halfway registers it. Golden hair tickles his nose, and he pictures mitosis— prophase, metaphase, anaphase, telophase— then imagines cytokinesis in reverse. Two cells pushed together until, somehow, their membranes connect, two phospholipid bilayers self-arranging into one continuous structure, cytoplasms mingling.
He swallows thickly and longs for something impossible.
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Felt like drawing some Near as warmups today. I think the guy has zoomies. Where he just gotta MOVEMOVEMOVE
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#look at my little man just zippin and zoomin#off to steal yo girl#love your art style so much you are a master of gesture drawing
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#death note#nate river#near#teru mikami#death note headcanons#near death note#idk I feel like i havnt seen anyone really talk about this since my livejournal days
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Your tags said that your legacy is Matt's mom? Tell us about her!
This is Jezebel Madeleine Jeevas (but due to the creative cruelty of school children she’s been called Jizzabel one too many times so you can just call her Maddie.)
Idk if people want my full shitty backstories for the Wammy kids but let’s just say that 80% of her problems probably could have been solved if teen mom was a show in the 90’s and that she was the shittiest stripper and con woman the western hemisphere has ever seen.
She loved her son/partner in crime very very much.
Much love to @neallo and @fruitynear for letting me scream about characters that don’t exist.
Lemme know what you guys think and If you want the whole back story
Should I draw Mello’s mom next?👀
#shameless self reblog cause i was stupid and posted this at 3am#Matt death note#death note#mail Jeevas#death note fanart#death note headcanon#wammys house#wammys boys#wammys kids#wammy boys#wammy kids
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tiktok: @yamicotheartist
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Headcanon: Mello and Language
Mello is from Croatia, and English is his second language. While he was mostly fluent in English by his teenage years, he has episodes of frustration with the language and he sympathizes with others who have trouble with it.
Sometimes he'll make annoyed faces when someone speaks to him in English or when he has to reply, being very expressive of how annoying and tedious he finds many of the grammar rules. He'll audibly emphasize the words and phrases that bother him while gesturing or rolling his eyes.
He's not so confident with writing novels, since his descriptive creativity manifests in his head visually, and some of that gets lost when he has to turn it into words, which he then would attempt to translate to English, a far more common language than Croatian. He'll often smash his fingers on the keyboard in comical frustration when such words simply don't exist to represent what he's trying to convey.
He was the only person from Croatia at the orphanage, but this couldn't have made him even more of an outcast than he already was. He's been assumed to be many other different European ethnicities, namely the more commonly known ones, since his accent is generally not recognized by people outside of Croatia. While he holds no grudges against the identities he's mistaken as, it would have been nice to meet someone who knows anything about where he's from.
He doesn't have any good memories from his childhood in Croatia, and he'd wonder to himself if the place was cursed or if it was just him. He does find some comfort in his language, but mainly because he doesn't know anyone else who speaks it outside of the country. And at the same time, there are the bad childhood memories associated with the mere sound of it.
#HI I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS AND I LOVE YOU FOR POSTING THIS#op you are so right and beautiful#theres so many instances in so many languages where something does not directly translate or there is no true equivalent#and i think this would drive him up a wall cause he strikes me as someone who uses his words very deliberately#like if you look at his diary#ahem i mean journal#i feel like it would just be a chaotic scribble tornado of English Croatian Russian and stupid shit he’s learned from Matt#Mello gets asked every bilingual persons favorite question#what language do you think in#meanwhile its just fall out sirens and cats screaming over tv static#okay i get the feeling im being so not normal about this im sorry i just love language#someone talk to me about mello and language please i have thoughts#mello#Mihael keehl
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