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amaya-writes · 7 months

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Can I request headcanons with L, Light and Mello with a s/o who's a genius (like them) but acts stupid (like bimbo-ish) just to annoy people?

Notes: I'm SO sorry I took forever to get this out!

Warnings: n/a just fluff

Characters involved: L, Light, Mello

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Finds you intriguing.

You're like a puzzle to him. He wants to figure out your motives and understand why anyone would willingly act this way.

It doesn't take him long to understand you're smarter than you let on, however, your reasoning puzzles L a lot.

If you met him during the events of Death Note he immediately decides you're an asset and takes you to his side. You're like the Misa to his Light.

Your job would be to survey Misa, work in the same places as her, join her on any jobs. Since you're good at faking your bimbo personality you easily get along well with her.

At first Light even falls for the guise but with time he realises you're smarter than you look.

Even after Light understands your true personality L still keeps you around to help out. He often takes you with him when he's stalking surveying people and would even ask your opinions on the situation.

At first he used to find you annoying and his opinion of you was very similar to his opinion of Misa. However, with time L starts to find your interactions with others sort of amusing.

He sees your personality as a game, but outside of the Kira case he doesn't really interact with you.

To him, you're just another factor in the case.

Light

Hates it.

Unlike L, Light takes slightly longer to catch on to your personality.

You meet through Misa since you are friends with her. At first, Light presumes you're just like the other girls Misa works with but as time goes on he realises your true potential.

He only gets interested in you once you confess you think he's Kira.

Light's first instinct is to kill you but he refrains from doing so since he thinks he could use you. To him, you're just another pawn he can control to win against L.

L might have some semblance of a bond with you but Light only sees you as an object for his schemes. If he feels that you won't be easily manipulated then he doesn't bother associating with you since you are no use to him.

However, if you are easily swayed his way then Light uses you as an unsuspecting source for information.

With L and the rest of the team constantly hovering over his shoulder Light needed someone on the outside to help him execute his schemes.

Over time he comes to appreciate your wit as it makes it easier to carry out his plans. However, he still expects you to listen to him and hates when you get too creative.

He sometimes wishes you were the one with the Death Note instead of Misa because that would make everything happen so much more smoothly.

He expects you to have your regular personality when interacting with him. If you act like a bimbo when it's just the two of you he gets visibly annoyed.

While you are a genius like him you don't posses the almost inhumane lack of empathy Light is known for, which is why you don't realise the bond you share with him is purely that of a master and his pawn.

Mello

A mixture of the two.

Like L, he finds it weird that you would want to act like a bimbo especially since being a genius is something he always strived for growing up.

To him it's almost like you don't value the skillset his entire life revolves around.

However, he also sees the value in your mannerisms.

Unlike Near, Mello chose to associate himself with the mafia, that meant he needed trustworthy allies who he could rely on to get the work done.

At first he sees you as just another one of the bimbos his men would use as flings and then discard of, but after a few days he realises your true intentions.

You played the role of the innocent girl hopelessly in love with a mafia man yet in reality were using them for your fulfillment. (This can be anything from stealing from the guy you were with to leveraging his connections to complete some personal vendetta.)

Once Mello realises your true persona his first instinct is to get rid of you.

There is only space for one genius in his circle and he can't risk being potentially overthrown.

However, you make him see the value in having you around.

With time, you, Mello, and Matt become a team of sorts. You become a trio known for controlling the mafia groups.

Most people simply presumed you were Mello's bimbo girlfriend he kept around for eye-candy, which made it easy for him to use you to get what he needed.

However, unlike Light, Mello knows the value of having reliable allies (like Matt). He never really places his full trust in you, but with time Mello comes to appreciate you.

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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"Sit on my face"

Fandom: Death Note

Pairing: Mello X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hi h!i:D May I request for the event, Mello pleasuring reader to help them forget about their extremely exhausting day with prompt 14 “Sit on my face” " ◜By lovely anon!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Fic

Warnings: Explicit smut, Dom!Mello, Sub!Reader, Praising, Face sitting, Dirty talk, Cunnilingus, MDNI

Word Count: 1.6K

A/n: Face sitting with Mello? Eye eye captain!

There was nothing more relaxing than getting a massage from your boyfriend after coming home, having an extremely exhausting day at work. Your mind was going numb with the way his hands were gently roaming around your body, massaging the fatigue away; and he was definitely aware of that.

"Feels good baby girl?" He said quietly, fingers reaching for your puffy cheeks to squish them from behind. All you could see was the pillow under your face, but from his calmness you knew that a soft smile was flaunting on his face.

"Mhm honey, feels amazing. Honestly, how can your hands be so professional at this? They always focus on the right spot"

"Especially when I'm fingering you~"

His remark made you chuckle and look back at him from your shoulder, to meet a gorgeous, proud smirk, sitting so perfectly on his face.

"Of course, especially when you're doing that"

You were waiting for him to say another dirty thing so that maybe he could earn a tiny bit of blush from your face, but a tiny bit turned into a dozen when his hand slowly went down on your entrance, leaving your hips untouched. Your breath got hitched in your throat as his fingers started teasing your entrance, coming up and down on your slit to make you shiver slightly and close your thighs around his hand. That didn't stop him from going further though; now it was his fingertips poking your hole, remaining close to your clit but not making sensible contact with it to make you go wild.

"Mello..." Your shaky voice and the hints of frustration hidden in it made him raise his head to look at your figure from behind, admiring how your hair was scattered freely on your back.

"What? You're not in the mood?"

"No, it's just that... I don't think I can move around so much... I'm worn out from all the hard work I did earlier..."

He nearly frowned when he thought that he needed to let this chance slip from his hands; but suddenly, an idea popped into his mind that made him beam hugely, thinking about the compelling outcome.

"What if you don't have to move around at all?"

His interesting comment made you sit up and look at him curiously. He didn't seem to be messing with you, even though his playful grin hadn't left his face.

"What do you mean? How are we supposed to have sex when I'm not doing anything?"

"Well there's no need for you to do anything! You just have to remain still, that's all"

Your widened eyes showed that you were kinda getting it, but he couldn't miss the opportunity to witness your stunned expression when you hear about his tempting offer from his own mouth.

"Are you... Are you trying to say that..."

"Sit on my face. That's what I'm trying to say"

Your heart slammed itself hard to your thorax.

"I'm not sure about this. We've never done this before"

"Which is exactly why we should give it a try"

Mello's abs looked even hotter when he was lying down on the bed. And you? Looking insecure, unsure, and nervous, sitting beside him; you weren't really matching each other at that moment.

When he saw that you were still caught up in your thoughts, he sighed and took your hand to pull you near him gently. You didn't resist him, but you still weren't certain if this was a good idea. It was literally written all over your face, with how you were sulking and looking at your boyfriend's gorgeous face, imagining how it was going to get crushed by your thighs.

"C'mon girly, what are you waiting for? It's going to be amazing"

Yeah, you didn't have any doubts on that one. Of course it was going to be amazing. It was Mello and his damn tongue, for fuck's sake.

"I don't know babe... What if..."

"What if what?"

What if you look ugly sitting on his face like that? What if you suffocate him with your weight? What if...

Mello knew what was going through your mind. It wasn't his first day of meeting you.

He shook his head with a small smile before pressing your hand reassuringly, his other hand reaching for your left cheek. His voice was as firm as ever, not even a tiny bit of doubt floating in it.

"You'll be fine, gorgeous. I wouldn't have suggested this if I didn't know whether it was going to work out. Just trust me on this one, ok?"

Well, there couldn't be any arguments left on your mind when he puts it that way.

Slowly, you let out a deep breath before raising you foot to place it next to his head. You were remaining on top of his face, still not attempting to sink down fully. He rolled his eyes at your uncertainness and grabbed your hips, pulling you down with force. Your clit suddenly slammed against his lips.

"Oh!"

Look at you! He hadn't even started yet and you were already moaning.

Trying to cover your excited smile with your hand was useless. Mello had already seen it.

"So now you're giggling? You were acting a bit different earlier"

"Oh shut up! Let's just get this over with"

"So bold talking to me like that. Let's see how long you can keep up with this attitude"

He spent a few seconds staring at your face, his heart warming up by how you looked so entrancing from his point of view. If only you could see yourself through his eyes...

Just when you wanted to ask him what was taking him so long, his lips met with your cunt. A low pitched moan left your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. It was unbelievable how skilled he was at eating you out, how his damn tongue made you lost your mind and try to grind against it harder. But this time... It felt better, closer, deeper. His tongue was warm, and so was your pussy. The only difference was that there weren't any tasty liquid coming out of his mouth.

It was like his mouth had mistaken your folds for your lips. He was going deeper and deeper, closing his eyes to enjoy the taste of your arousal. He had to grip your hips in order to make you stay above him, though it wasn't easy since you were squirming around so much. But tonight was all about you, so he could put up with that, just for now.

"O-oh! A- Oh my god!"

"Right?~ Told you it was gonna be fun"

Your entrance was aching a bit, but the pleasure was too much to give up on. You could only grip the mattress under his head to keep yourself from falling, and of course binging your core nearer to him as it wasn't literally on his face already. Was he protesting? Heck no, not when he could enjoy the view of your back arching so prettily above him.

His tongue was moving around everywhere, your walls, the surface, your hole, anywhere but your damn clit. No matter how much you pressed yourself against his face, he wasn't gonna give up on the teasing.

You totally forgot about how you were worried to suffocate him.

"Mello! Stop teasi- Ah!"

He finally did it. The second you started talking, he sucked on your clit so hard that you nearly saw stars. A loud moan, almost close to a scream escaped your mouth, but it didn't stop there; as his mouth didn't let go of your clit.

Now your sensitive flesh was fully in his mouth, his tongue moving up and down on it. The tip of his tongue pocked your hole then came up again to the apex. His talent in French kissing was a blessing and a problem at the same time, making you moan so hard you were sure that complains were coming at your door tomorrow morning.

"Shit shit shit! Right there! Please! Oh shit!"

"Mhm!"

One of his hands left your hips and came down to your pussy, rubbing on your way in and pushing inside. You couldn't see clearly anymore, all you could feel was the heat coming from your core filling you up, and his mouth fueling your body, dragging you closer to your release.

But apparently, it wasn't enough; since you started grinding on his tongue wildly, letting out lewd sounds. Weren't you tired of moving? That didn't really cross your mind at that time.

Thankfully Mello played along, keeping his tongue out for you to crush yourself on it. You tasted too good, so he was willing to let you smother him with your cunt if it meant he could have more of your arousal.

"Fuck! Oh my fucking go- Ah! Mello! I'm- I'm-"

And it happened. You started shivering harder than usual, screaming as your hot cum filled up his mouth. He placed his tongue on your entrance, unwilling to lose even one drop of your arousal. Your hole twitching above his muscle felt really nice.

Your scream was finally over, but your panting for breath wasn't. You took a deep breath before looking down at your boyfriend, finally seeing how red his face had became.

Poor guy. You knew he was going to have a hard time down there.

But you didn't feel that guilty, since he didn't seem to be upset.

Mello smiled when he spotted your eyes on him, stretching his arms out to run his fingers though his hair.

"Well, thanks for the meal"

Yeah, thanks for not refusing to eat your meal.

Reblogs are wildly appreciated! :>

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zimthandmade · 6 months

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I'm sorry but I need this kind of fluff in my life right now--

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craetor · 2 months

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The magic of seesaw + doodles of them in their natural habitat

Fluffy haired Near btw I'm unwell /pos

#my art #mellonear #meronia #death note #mello #near death note #domestic fluff #death note au

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jaymang0 · 11 months

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Mello: "I just came to get the photo you have of me." // The Photo:

#mihael keehl #death note memes #death note #death note fanart #death note fluff #mello #death note mello #mello death note #dn

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juicyc0utur3 · 7 days

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random hcs w/ near x fem reader!

one of my absolute fav characters

warnings: smut, subbing, cockwarming, angst with comfort

nsfw under the cut

• i would say that you guys met before the kira case, maybe at wammy’s or just through family/friends

• only because i doubt he would’ve been out of the spk building much during the case, and he doesn’t seem like the type to get randomly attached to one of his workers

• keep in mind you work with him and not for him like halle, so you don’t fall under that umbrella

• you and halle are friends, she loves you

• since you stay and work with him, you guys have nights where you sleep over in her room and you guys just talk and have fun

• you and near are such an unexplainable friendship

• like halle and the other workers are so confused bc if he met anyone else that acted similar to you, he didn’t take nearly as much of a liking to him as he did to you

• but he enjoys having you around, even though he’s hard to read

• since you two had always been close, there was never really a time where you were shy around him, unless it was just a part of your personality

• you could easily just go sit by him while he was working and start a conversation with him and hours would speed by like seconds

• i headcannon him to be autistic to some degree, so eye contact is kinda hard for him

• social cues as well, which i think is why he pisses mello off like anytime he talks

• but you don’t see him as any less because of little things like that, which he’s silently grateful for

• asking him out was very fast

• the whole exchange was maybe like ten seconds tops

“hey near?”

“hm?”

“can i be your girlfriend?”

“sure.”

• he was happier than he let on though

• your relationship is more on the private(not a secret) side, and all in all it’s very healthy

• you guys don’t go out for dates much even before kira, but you hang out often so it makes up for it

• you play games together, like cards and dolls and hot wheels, he eats that shit up fr

• you bought him a dollhouse or a mini racetrack or something and that was the first time he kissed you

• as for kisses, they’re fleeting and he keeps you on your toes

• he’s never big on pda or js affection in general, less because he dislikes it and more because he’s just never experienced it before

• but you help him soften up a bit, and he slowly grows fonder of little things, like kissing your hands and cheeks

•he loves kissing your hands: wrists, knuckles, you name it and he’s right there

• like you’re cupping his face and he reaches a hand up to move one of yours closer and he kisses your palm :3

• sometimes he’s lonely when you’re outside the building, but he’s never insecure(cough mello cough)

• he trusts you completely and knows that you love him just the way he is

• sex

• oh good heavens where do i start

• sub almost every single time

• ik i said he’s not big on affection but for some reason sex has always been one of his handful of exceptions

• eats pussy like a god

• mans will have you absolutely hooked, obviously giving him space between rounds but never passing up an offer to have any type of sex w him

• first time you two did it he was antsy beyond belief

• anytime you made a sound whether it was good or bad even though they were always good, he’d have to resist the urge to pull away and make sure you were okay

• you never rushed him, but gradually he grew more comfortable with sex and was barely ever nervous anymore

• he has a low libido, but if yours is higher he’ll gladly accommodate for you via overstimulation or vibrators and other toys

• likes head, but is super sweet and will always put you first if you’re both needy that time

• really likes head

• i think he just likes seeing your face, and maybe just the fact that you’re the one giving him head

• he’s quiet, but really easy to hear during sex

• he whimpers fs, and maybe moans a bit further on

• probably into orgasm denial, for both of you but mostly on him

• he can talk really dirty when he feels like it, every word he says during sex seems to have a purpose whether it’s to get you closer or just to tease you

“talk all you want, you can’t deny the mess you’re making of yourself.”

“aren’t you cute, thinking i’m gonna let you get off that easy.”

• he’s smart with his words and studies your reactions so he knows more of what to say in the future

• also he has an rbf but it’s less bitchy but more nonchalant, he only ever really smiles or anything like that after you guys are done because he’s too focused on you to even think about it

• his face during sex is so hot

• he would be into cockwarming and size training, but honestly i think he’d prefer it as less of a sexual thing and just something intimate instead

• sitting on his lap with his cock between your legs, gently stretching you out as you play with his hair and chat with him about his day while he works

• during the kira case, he’d be restless, and sometimes you’d wake up early to find him hunched over and snoring in his chair

• besides basic hygiene(i.e. baths, brushing his teeth) i feel like he’d have some trouble taking care of himself so you’d help him

• when he isn’t busy you guys have mini slumber parties where you wear face masks which he hated at first but got used to and play with barbies and it’s just a nice time

• he likes just being in a room with you, you make rooms good*

• the night after mello came back to the spk to get his photo, he cried in your arms for the first time(might make a fic abt this)

• it was just everything on top of everything, and he wished they hadn’t grown up the way they did because he really did care about him

• you held him close and cradled him in your arms, reassuring him that it was okay to cry and okay to feel, you have no idea how much that meant to him

• he can’t imagine his life without you in it

• listens to mitski, mom jeans, and cocteau twins

• doesn’t listen to music much, but it helps him destress

• likes generic cookies like oreos

*you’re immediately my friend if you recognize the saying

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fan-therapy · 2 years

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When they realized they love you (Death Note x Reader)

A/n- this was super fun! i liked writing the fluff, it was nice to have something soft and sweet to think about <3

Characters included- Mello/Mihael Keehl, L Lawliet, Touta Matsuda

Warnings- injuries and hospitals in mello's, idk his is kind of angsty but the other two are super super fluffy and cute (tell me if i missed any and i'll add them!)

Mello/ Mihael Keehl 🍫

He's not vulnerable.

But when he showed up at your apartment, bleeding and bruised, in tears because the rain on his burns stung, he seemed so young. It was similar to an afraid small child. He couldn't even move past the door before collapsing as he sobbed, shaking. You rushed him to the hospital and he ended up passing out, but when he woke up, you were still there. You kissed his knuckles, holding his body close as the tears began again, even though he felt humiliated by the crying mess he was reduced to. But all you did was hold him, kiss the bruises, run your fingers over his bandages.

He knew you were the right one.

L Lawliet 🍭

He'd always sworn to himself that he was only intrigued by you. He didn't even know that he loved you the way he did. It only hit him when you threw yourself over the back of his chair, draping your arms over his shoulders, before insisting that he needed to take a small break. That he needed to sleep.

"No, no Y/n. I'm fine, I just need to work on my case."

But you insisted, pulling on his sleeve and whining about his habits. You weren't giving up on this, were you?

Finally, after a moment of thinking, he decided that maybe he could take only a little while away to be with you and unwind. Surely it would be worth it.

Touta Matsuda 💕

The way you woke him up after he fell asleep across his desk was so gentle, so caring, and he could hardly believe that you weren't an angel. Your hand still carefully rested on his back after having shaken him just slightly until he awoke. Your expression was concerned. He allowed you to pull him from the desk and pull him away so you could drive him home- he took the metro, after all, and since his shift had ended an hour ago, he'd missed his bus. Soft music played and you hummed to the melody, leaving him feeling like he was floating on a mix of your voice and his own exhaustion.

It was everything he needed.

#x reader #touta matsuda #touta matsuda x reader #fluff #l lawilet #l x reader #l lawliet x reader #mello x reader #mello #mihael keehl #mihael keehl x reader #death note #headcannons

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ihatemyselfandwanttodiexxx · 1 year

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Death Note boys if you gave them a bracelet

Light

(for him I'd imagine matching black bracelets and they'd light up when you're near eachother)

He'd be like "what's this?"

And you'd explain it

Then he'd be all for the idea

Y'know to show L you're his

He'd show it to light

"look what Y/N made me"

And L just wouldn't care but in Lights mind he's like

'yea I showed that fucker!'

Ryuk would tease him

But before that stupid notebook he'd put it around his wrist and wear it casually

Id imagine giving him something with a nickname you gave him (think babe, or lover, or myspace emo)

And he'd just stare at you for a minute

"thank you"

And put it around his wrist

Would show it to Watari and say

"what's this mean?"

Watari would explain it

"it just means Y/N likes you"

Man's would get you something fancy in return

I can't write for L AHHHH

Mello

Id imagine making him something with his name and your name with a heart in between them awe

He'd go all tsundere

And after a while you say

"do you not want it?"

And he'd say

"no sweets, I love it"

And he'd give his cute little smile

And you'd give him a little kiss on the lips

He'd say

"aw does Y/N like when I'm nice?"

And you'd blush

OKAY I NEED TO WRITE ANOTHER FIC ABOUT THIS MAN IM SO THIRSTY

Matt

I feel like you could make him anything and he'd be happy

When you give it to him he'd say

"you made this for me?"

"I gave it to you didn't I?"

And he'd be so excited and wear it everyday and give you all the affection in the world in return

(I'm working on some Matt fluff >:D)

He'd give you a hug

(why am I so obsessed with this man rn I'm supposed to like light ugh)

I'm not writing near for now I need to figure out how to write him

-Kaden<3

#death note #anime boy #l x reader #x reader #light yagami x you #light yagami #l lawliet #mello x you #matt x you #fan fiction #netflix #bracelets #cute #fluff #gay #lgbtq

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cherubguts0 · 2 years

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Hiii<3 may I request the Wammy boys and L with a gf or s/o that’s bitchy to literally everyone expect for them?

🕯 Hi!! Ofc u can! I hope you enjoy this, and I apologize for L’s being short (￣ω￣;)

The Wammy Boys And Their Bitchy S/o

Characters: L Lawlet, Near, mello, and Matt

🕯X reader

🕯fluff and angst, a little suggestive

L Lawlet:

L knew that you could be bitchy, I mean hell you weren’t the most charming person when you two first met, however as time went on you began to warm up to him. Soon Turing into a perfect lap dog.

Even now, sat on the desk between L and Light, you’re still the same person L had met. “Yknow y/n, it’s really distracting having you sit there” light said, looking up from his work.

“Shut up Kira” is all you said, watching as light furrowed his brow. “How many times do I have to say it!? I’m not Kira!”

“You definitely are, that’s why you’re so defensive, Kira!” You teased, Getting right in Lights face. L doing nothing to stop you, finding it amusing how angry light gets at the word Kira.

“God you’re so annoying, I can’t imagine how L puts up with you” light said bitterly, sitting back in his chair with his arms crossed. “I don’t see why L doesn’t lock you up already for being Kira, it’s written all over your face” you reply with a smirk.

“I unfortunately don’t have the evidence angel, also could you be a dear and ask watari to bring me some cake?” L said typing away on his computer. You smiled softly at him, hopping down from the desk and planting a soft kiss on his cheek. “Of course” you said, smacking light out side the head as you walked past him.

“HEY! L Control your girlfriend” light complained to L. “I cant, plus it’s funny watching you two bicker” L replied, looking over at Light with his signature smile.

You really were his perfect lapdog

Near:

You’d always been over protective of near, you’d basically fight just about anyone who said something negative about it him. (You fought with mello the most though, especially during your wammy house days)

However, because of the Kira case, you’d been more on edge, sat behind near, watching him build tower after tower with dominoes.

“Hey near, I have that file for you” Linder said as she entered the room. “Just leave it on the table, and be careful please, I’ll be very upset if you ruin my work” near responded, twirling a strand of hair between his fingers, eyes never moving from his towers. “Of course” Linder said, walking over to you and setting the file on the table next to you. “By the way, there’s a new cafe that has opened up, I was wondering if you’d like to go” Linder asked, you felt fire in your chest.

“You know near cant leave this place, why would you ask something so stupid like that.” You asked, spitting venom at Linder. “It was just-“

“Just a stupid, dangerous idea,I mean seriously do you even think before you speak!? One wrong move and boom near is Fucking dead!” You raised your voice to speak over Linder, standing from your chair in anger as you spoke.

“Y/n, that’s enough.” Near said, Turing to look at the two of you. “Thank you for the ofer liner, but as y/n stated, I can’t leave. You are dismissed” he said in his monotone voice. Linder nodding, saying a silent apology as she left the room.

The room was quiet for a while, you final sat back down after cooling off. “What was that about?” Near asked, breaking the silence. “Nothing.” You said, watching as near looked over at you, stood, and walked till he was infront of you. “You’re lying, what’s wrong?” He asked again, putting his hand on your cheek.

You sighed, pulling near onto your lap and hiding your face in the side of his neck. “I’m just worried about you, this whole Kira case has me stressed out” you mumbled out, near humming in acknowledgement. You two sat in silence again, near twirling a strand of white hair between his fingers, his other hand wrapped around your shoulders as you had yours right wrapped around his waist.

“I don’t want to lose you Nate, you mean to much to me” you confessed, nears eyes widening at the use of his real name.

“You won’t lose me y/n” near reassured, pushing you back a little so he could leave kisses on your face, wiping away the tears that began to spill from your eyes.

✞𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 (￣ω￣;)

Mello:

Dating a mafia boss isn’t the easiest thing in the world. With random girls constantly coming over to late night missions. However your managed to keep things under control, mellos’ men feared you, they knew not to back talk to you. After all, you weren’t afraid to pop one through their skulls.

“Hey, y/n, what’s with the slutty attire today?” One of the newer men asked, “Hmm?” You responded, sat on mellos lap, only wearing one of his shirts, black panties, and black Lacey stalkings to match.

“You heard me, you look like one of these prostitutes” the guy snickered, pulling the girls on either side of him closer.

“Dude shut up-“ one of the older guys said, only to be cut off “why should I? They’re just some whore who got lucky enough to sleep with the head hauncho” he continued.

All you could do is laugh,honestly, putting your hand on mellos chest and curling forward as you let out the loudest laugh, a sinister tone coming through as the guy who was talking shit started to get nervous. “What you laughing at whore!? I’ll fuck you up you hear me!!” He said, quickly taking a stand.

“Oh? You? Fuck me up?” You responded cockily, also taking a stand. “Let’s get two things straight, the only person who fucks me, is mello.” You started, bending down to give mello a kiss on the cheek, sneaking the gun out of his hip. “And, I don’t fuck dead people.”

“Dea-“

BANG!

before he could even finish his sentence, you’d pulled the trigger on mellos gun, shooting him straight in the head. Brain matter and blood had covered the wall and girls behind him, both of which started screaming and crying as he fell to the floor.

“Good job baby” mello said, smiling up at you. “Thank you, can someone get those two outta here please?” You asked, watching as a bunch of guys quickly got to their feet to escort the girls out.

“You do kinda look like a whore though” mello joked, “only for you” you replied, taking your seat back in his lap, gently placing the gun against his temple. “But you better be careful, I’ve been known to kill people for saying stuff like that” you giggle as mello kisses you, moving your arms to wrap around his neck.

Matt:

You hated them. All of them. Every single girl who had came up to Matt during your date just to tell him how hot he was. It pissed you off, you wanted to crush their skulls for even looking at him. Like wise, every girl that had come upto you guys you told to fuck off, calling the worst names known to man until they left.

It was now towards the end of your date, the two of you sat outside a small café, the night stars shining brightly above you. “It’s so nice out” you said, looking up at the night time sky.

“It is, hey I’m really sorry about those girls coming upto me” Matt said, holding your hand from across the table. You looked over at him, sighing softly before you spoke. “It’s fine, you can’t help being-“

“Omg! You’re literally so pretty!” A girl cut you off before you could speak, you glared at her as she put her hand on Matt’s shoulder. “We should meet up sometime! Here’s my phone number!!” She said, completely ignoring your presence.

“Are you fucking kidding me!?!” You exclaimed loudly, quickly standing up and splashing water on girl la fancy dress. “Hey! What the fuck us wrong with you!”

“What’s wrong with yoy!? Cant you see we’re on a date! Why don’t you go whore yourself out to someone else!! You look like trash anyways he wouldn’t even go out with you!” You yelled at her, watching as tears started to form in her eyes. The girl quickly ran off, leaving you and Matt alone once again.

Thank god the outside seating area was empty.

“Y/n” Matt said, looking up at you with a worried look. You looked down at him, almost instantly calming down as you sat. “I’m sorry, I’m just so sick of people coming upto you!” You explained, crossing your arms as you looked down at your lap.

Matt stood, walking over too you and giving you a kiss on your head. “I know, you handled that a lot better then I would of.” He said, handing you the little peace of paper with the girls full legal name and phone number.

“You wanna sell her info, I’m sure you and I could find loads of shut with this info” Matt offered, watching as your fave brightened up. “Of course, sound alot more fun then staying here anyways” you said, standing and following Matt out to the street. Running into the same firm from earlier with her bestie.

“There they are! That fucking bitch!” She said loudly, you watched as her friend came over to you, pushing you back. “What the fuck is your problem!? Huh!” She said, getting all up in your face.

In one fello swoop, both you and matt pulled out your guns (something mello made you both carry considering how close you two are to the mafia), you aiming at the girls friends head and matt aiming at the trashy girls head.

Both girls froze, you were first to speak. “So help me god you bother me and my boyfriend one more time Well Fucking blast you both on this street.” Both girls looked at eachother and quickly ran off.

You sighed once again and brought your gun down, Matt pulled you into a hug. “You want me to carry you to the car? You must be exhausted from today”

All you could do was nod, lifting your arms up to wrap around Matt’s neck as he lifted you up with ease, bringing you back to his car.

Once you two got home, you spent the rest of the night cuddled up together, cyber stalking that girl and selling her info to loads of people.

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morbiderotica · 1 year

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hey! i love your work sm, could you do just fluff with reader, matt and mello (established relationship) tyy! ♡

─ ★ the music is loud … gn!reader

quiet clicks from matt's controller were barely heard over the music playing from the vinyl player. mello's thumb rubbed against your exposed thigh. the tv was bright in the dark bedroom, your head stuck in the crook of mello's neck to shield your eyes. "fucking asshole!" matt yelled at the tv screen, startling you a little. "shut the fuck up." mello scolded. "but he-" "i don't care, you're loud and it's late."

matt rolled his eyes and you laughed at their bickering. "oh, you think him being annoying is funny?" mello pushed you away from his neck to look at you. you shook your head but you couldn't hide the amused smile on your face. "nuh uh, not at all." the sarcasm in your voice was easily detectable.

"fuck you both." mello groaned and gently pushed you towards matt. "since you think it's hilarious to annoy me." he explained before pulling the blanket above his head. "noo, i'm sorry." you whine from the loss of warmth. "sure." he laughed at your desperation. matt was quick to follow mello's laughter. "come 'ere." matt offered, patting his lap.

you crawled over to him, straddling his lap. his hands wrapped around your waist, continuing to use the controller to play whatever game he was indulging in. "match made in heaven since you're both fucking evil." mello spoke up. "wouldn't it be hell if we're evil." matt questioned with a cocky grin on his face. "i'm going to fucking kill you."

mello sat up from his sleeping position, the blanket falling off his head as he did so. his arms wrapped around matt's neck to mock a headlock, making matt laugh and also curse mello for distracting him from his game. "you're lucky you're cute or whatever." he whispered and leaned his chin on matt's head, removing his arms from around matt's neck.

"are you two children done now?" you asked, your head resting on matt's chest. "he started it." they said in sync. "lord." you sighed while laughing as the two began bickering over who started this whole ordeal. the vinyl had stopped playing music, with you only just noticing the songs on the album you three had chosen had all been played. you were too lazy to find another one to play, but matt and mello's annoyed laughter was enough for you.

#─ ♡ death note #death note #death note x reader #matt x reader #mello x reader #mail jeevas fluff #mail jeevas x reader #mail jeevas #miheal kheel fluff #mihael kheel x reader #mihael keehl

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lawlietscaramels · 5 months

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It looks like asks are turned on! Can I request writing or, like, headcanons about how the death note characters laugh? I mean obvs there’s Kira’s silly evil laugh but what about pre-Kira light and L?

-🎲

Laugh a Little Louder ╾ Cast

AAA so asks here work!! yes. yesyeysyeye though the Wammy's kids may be ooc. See my various chats and notes for reason why but without further ado, here come the laughs!

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L Lawliet 🍰

first off, he doesn't laugh very often.

memes? nothing. jokes? nothing. sarcasm? nothing. This doesn't mean he doesn't find any of these funny, he just doesn't have the urge to actually laugh.

but Light falling down the Task Force stairs? YES.

L finds other things funny too but there's just... something special about watching Light mess up...

if he's around people he trusts he's likely to laugh more, at super not funny things especially. for example, bad puns, horribly edited memes or videos, and dark jokes are high on the list. (I may or may not also find these things very funny)

anyway that got into when he laughs. as for HOW he laughs: it varies depending on how funny something is.

Mildly amusing? Dry chuckle. almost sounds like a cough or the engine of a car if that makes sense. sometimes he will say (with no change in tone whatsoever), "haha. that was quite amusing."

Hilarious? the man is cackling and wheezing.

high pitched, like a hyena...

Light Yagami 🖊️

you guys might hate me but

Light is a GIGGLER!!!

this kind of embarrasses him so he can usually make it sound more like a chuckle, this is also how he does fake-laughs when he's Kira and wants to hide the crazy-laughs.

I think he'd find animals and cute stuff worth a little laugh just because it's amusing and they bring joy to his life

that said I think Kira version of Light wouldn't laugh as much. He's under a lot of stress, he doesn't see the joy in life any more. Light is just there to fulfil his mission, to cleanse the world of evil, and he's so dedicated to this cause that he doesn't find time to appreciate the good that already exists in this world

damn that got sad for a post about laughter

uhhh anyway other people laughing inevitably sets Light off too, even as Kira he struggles not to laugh when L or Matsuda does. Misa's laughs, not so much of a problem. They just concern him...

Misa Amane 💝

hold on this is kind of hard actually...

you know what, I think she'd make other noises instead of actual "laughs."

such as squeaking, squawking, honking, all those funny words used to describe people who laugh but don't really laugh. shakes her head and sighs a lot at dad jokes but she secretly loooves them.

if she actually laughs it will be hahahahahhahaa-gasp-hahahhahahaha where it gradually gets higher pitched and the sound stops and she's just breathing in a squeaky manner. Misa will also start waving her body and arms back and forth like she's going to hit her knees, but only hits air.

sounds a little like she's dying tbh

Misa used to be embarrassed about her laugh when she was little, but she grew to learn it just means she's happy! so she likes it

though she would never laugh if she's livestreaming or anything like that, like Light she'd have a fake laugh (a typical girly giggle) for such occasions.

Touta Matsuda 🦆

this guy is like so normal help hahjajjajjasjsj

I think he would often like scream and then laugh (especially on roller coasters, watching horror movies, being jump-scared, all that)

wheezes a little, goes "oh God- oh God- no no stop-"

his stomach starts to hurt because if Matsu starts laughing he just like. does not stop. he goes into hysterics.

would end up rolling on the floor and struggling to breathe

"Matsuda it was just a bad bee pun, are you alright?" because he'd suddenly be set off by one silly thing like that and just be chuckling and laughing and all for the next few hours. and expect it to start again if someone makes the mistake of saying "bees" in the next few days

Okay but his mouth would go all squiggly like Charlie Brown's when he's trying to hold in a laugh.

shoving his bright red face into a pillow and trying not to scream in laughter, literally this man is DYING at every lame joke. he loves really long jokes too.

this guy is not actually so normal after all...

Near 🧸

like L, he does not laugh very often

unlike L, this statement is ONLY true for when he's in the company of others. when alone I think Near does a fair bit of laughing, though it's quiet

it's just the kind of vulnerability and genuine enjoyment that he only feels safe to express when he's alone...

anyway Near's laugh is a little rough like he's not used to doing it. he might chuckle for a while, or just let out a quick and sharp "HA!" if he's more startled into laughter. the first one is more private, the second he might let out a couple of times in company

I think Near would also lie in bed at night and just laugh at the ceiling. maybe especially if he's had a bad day. it makes him feel a little better and reminds him that there are good things in the world! Because when Near laughs he remembers the other things that have made him laugh

it's a sign he likes and trusts someone if he laughs with them

Near can also mimic lots of different kinds of laughs. I feel like he's a storyteller, even if he only tells the stories to himself, so this skill can come in very useful!

Mello 🍫

HE HAS AN EVIL VILLAIN LAUGH

less disturbing than Light's Kira laugh BUT IT'S STILL KIND OF SCARY IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE

but most people are quick to realise he's just laughing. laughing a little like a crazy person but it's easy to tell, if you take the time to observe, that he's just genuinely enjoying himself

Matt ALWAYS knows what to say to make Mello laugh

(Mello tries not to laugh at Matt though, mostly because he's a little ass who doesn't want to give him the satisfaction)

Actually, his laugh is kind of sweet to listen to in a way??

I don't know how to explain that and the villain-laugh headcanon fitting together but they do, just trust me. it may sound evil but it is super sweet

hahaha he thinks he's a badass his laugh sounds like he's a badass but somehow it's not badass at all.

The opposite of Near, he's more likely to laugh around others.

I think his favourite thing to laugh at is really bad movies. Just making fun of them, ridiculing the plot, and though some people thinks he sucks the fun out of it he finds it enjoyable

Matt 🚬

laughs often, doesn't GENUINELY laugh often.

he's a smoker right? well, I think that makes it clear that he's got a smoker's kind of laugh. he might end up coughing if he laughs too long

don't smoke kids

Matt's always had more of a throaty laugh though, he's a low chuckle kind of guy. unless he's tired or REALLY amused, in which case he'll cackle.

When typing he does a keyboard smash laugh: AJHSHAHAJAJA

I think he laughs at himself often. Matt in particular I haven't seen his dn appearances in years but I think he's a pretty chill guy most of the time, happy to give a laugh if someone insults his fashion taste.

not a headcanon but I wonder if a PC emoji would fit better...

Loves to make other people laugh too!! will lighten the mood or turn a chuckle into an uproar with a few really good bad jokes or a funny assortment of actions or impressions

He pokes fun at everyone and everything because when you take life too seriously, you don't enjoy it.

　★━━─・‥…━━━☆

𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙 ˏˋ⋆˖⁺˖⁀➷ 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 + 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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Death Note MasterList!

Hi! Welcome to my MasterList!

This post will constantly get updated, so make sure to visit it from time to time if you don't wanna miss my work!

Do not reblog this post please because of the same reason.

Please keep in mind that most of my work contains NSFW content, so pay attention to the warnings before reading the text.

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◆Mello Keehl

⇝Brat taming with Fem!Reader

⇝"Sit on my face"

◆Various Characters

⇝Reacting to their S/O squirting | Light & L & Near & Mello & Matsuda

⇝When their S/O is cold | Light & L & Near & Mello & Matsuda

⇝When you fake an orgasm | Light & L & Near & Mello & Matsuda

⇝Telling them "I hate you" while being intimate | Light & L & Near & Mello & Matsuda

⇝Giving them head | Mello

⇝Going down on you | Mello & Light

⇝Feeling sore the morning after | Mello & Light

⇝Sitting on their lap | Mello

⇝Sitting on their face | Mello & Light & Matt & Matsuda

⇝Messing up his meeting with your dad | Mello

⇝Needy, needy boys | Mello

⇝Eating your snacks | Light & Mello & L

To be added...

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gaybitchfx · 2 years

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Hello! Can you do mello x male reader

Reader really likes to talk about stuff he likes, and he talks a lot!, and mello just snaps at him because well he talks a lot, and then reader just stops talking and becomes really quiet

Thank you!

CAN YOU SHUT UP?

Character(s): Mello (Mihael Keehl)

Type of reader: M!Reader

Category: Fluff

Warning(s): None

Edited: ❌

“Oh oh! I remember this one time my cousin took me to this rollercoaster this one time! She had to convince me though since I was a bit skeptical about it, but I went on anyways and ended up crying the whole ride till I got off even though I was crying it was really fun so I’m the future I might just go on a roller coaster again!” You blabbered as Mello watched you with a bored look.

“Also! There was this one time I went to an amusement park as well! The cotton candy was really good but it made me teeth hurt a lot since I ate three of them and-“ At this point Mello could feel the blood in his veins bubble up before he snapped.

“Oh my fucking god! Can you just shut the fuck up?! You talk too damn much just zip it!” Mello shouted at you which made you jump surprised by his tone and how he yelled. “Oh…alright..” You mumbled as you stared down at your lap.

Surprisingly you hadn’t talked for about 2-3 hours now and Mello liked the quietness.

Those 2-3 hours soon turned into 7-8 and he was getting a tad worried but brushed that odd feeling away. A whole day had passed without you speaking and now Mello was starting to regret telling you to shut up.

“Hey, uhm…you doin alright? You haven’t said anything for awhile now.” Mello said as he rubbed the back of his neck. You nodded and went back to what you were doing, this time you were silently doing it.

“Look, I’m sorry about what I said the other day. I didn’t mean it… So can you please just start speakin again? It’s weird for you not to start talking this early in the morning.” Mello mumbled only for you to stay quiet for a couple more seconds till a big bright smile formed on your lips.

“Apology accepted!” You said before you started talking to him about a pretty butterfly you saw by the window not too long ago.

#mello death note #Mello x male reader #mello x you #mello x y/n #mello x reader #fiction #fluff #anime #male reader #death note x male reader #death note

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mooshymello · 5 days

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nothing at all

･:･.☽˚｡･✧:･

*Warning for spice and dangerous amounts of domestic g/t fluff ;)*

Word count: 3.5k

It wasn’t fair. The universe must have been feeling especially cruel when it decided to drop Ezran into Tova’s life, because there was no way anyone should have this much power over her.

And yet here she was, absolutely bowled over by something stupid as him handing her a pen.

Well, she’d give herself credit, it was a little more than the pen.

It was late. Tova was sitting on the tiny table that folded out from the giant table Ezran sat on, looking over a mess of paperwork for different properties. Nothing could go unaccounted for. After all, this was it, the dream she’d clutched to her chest like a life preserver, the life she’d fought tooth and nail for. This was her flower shop.

It had to be perfect. Tova wanted it too long for it not to be.

Truthfully, the flower shop was only half of the business. The other half was the magic plants shop. She bought a mirrorstone, an enchanted stone that would create a duplicate of the building she could place in any magic city. Many magic markets had empty lots between buildings, as if someone had cut a slice from the block, ready to be refilled with a new business. All Tova had to do was pay rent for the lot and place the mirrorstone in a doorway of the flower shop, creating a portal to its magic twin. She had a few lots in Ogendale in mind.

Everything was going smoothly except for one tiny, itty bitty thing: deciphering property laws was actually fucking impossible.

So much fine print and conditions…If this were a magic building, she could challenge the owner to a duel and win it, but according to Ezran’s dad, dueling wasn’t “a legal way” to acquire property.

“How’s it going?” Ezran asked.

“Meh?” She shoved a clump of documents toward him. “We can afford the one by the bowling alley, but who goes by the bowling alley for flowers?” She held up another equally disastrous cluster of pages. “The one on main street would be a great spot, it already has a cooler and everything, but it's pricey. I mean, I could ask my parents for a loan, but-”

“Nope.”

Tova barked out a laugh. “Woah, I didn’t know you liked them so much.”

“I’m sorry, I just don’t like the idea of them controlling any part of your dream. They spent your whole life crushing it.”

“I know. I agree.”

“And I know they changed or whatever, but they’re still so judgy. I can’t ask them for directions without them staring into my soul. Like I’m a bug or something. You know, like-” He squinted and pursed his lips at her.

“I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about, dear. It’s not like I spent my entire childhood being terrified of The Look”, Tova said, dropping her expression into a perfect replica of said Look (It was more of an unimpressed glare down the nose than a squint, with the upper lip curled up a little to the left).

Ezran shivered. “How do you do that?”

“TaChauer family magic, baby. Don’t give me a reason to use it on you.” She wiggled her fingers at him, cackling evilly.

He rolled his eyes, smiling slightly.

“But okay, no parents. They’re my last last resort, after giving a fae my firstborn. Hm. I wonder if Jamie was serious about that offer..”

“Jamie wants nothing to do with kids, you’d have to pay him to take it. And you are not trading our firstborn.”

“Boo, you’re boring.”

“And you’re crazy.”

Ezran sighed and leaned across the big table, closing 20 feet of distance between them in seconds, to peck her on the forehead. No matter how long they’d been together, her mind always went blank the second he kissed her. Her thoughts just sort of melted when the all-encompassing warmth of his lips.

He picked up her coffee cup on the way to the kitchen. She marveled at how tiny it was between his fingers. He stood, her heart skipping as he loomed dozens of feet above her, impossibly big and never terrifying, his footfalls shaking through her as he disappeared around the corner. Funny as it was, she forgot he was a giant sometimes, until his tiniest movements gave her that particular thrill.

The faucet hissed to life. Tova would never understand why he didn’t just use magic to do the dishes. Old habits from his normal life, she supposed. At the sound, her familiar Lil Dacey emerged from under the table, trotting after Ezran into the kitchen. She’d grown to the size of a small dragon, probably because Ez wouldn’t stop feeding her.

As if to prove Tova’s point, she shoved her snout into the back of his knee, almost knocking him over, and gave him puppy eyes, whimpering pathetically. Ezran reached for the jar of treats on the counter, stopping to meet Tova’s eyes and pout.

“Look at her. She’s starving, Tova.”

Tova eyed the familiar’s pudgy belly and arched a brow. But now both of them were giving her puppy eyes. So Tova huffed and shook her head, but turned the other way as Dacey gobbled up the treat from his fingers. Spoiled little thing.

She turned back to the table, where the paperwork waited. She chewed on her cheek, tapping her wand on the side of the table while she read. Paper stars started popping from her wand, a tick she’d never been able to shake since graduating, until eventually, the paper stars blanketed the paperwork, making it impossible to see anything.

Tova groaned, hiding her face in her hands and sliding down onto the table. She could hear her brain grinding in her skull.

“I can’t even read this. I feel like a stupid,” Tova groaned.

“Maybe you feel like a stupid because it's 3 AM and your brain is mush. You can’t figure stuff out with mush brains.”

Tova puckered her lips, hiding her face behind a papers.

“Tovanni.”

“Ezran.” She sat up, wagging her pen at him accusingly. “Actually, don’t you have an early shift at the facility tomorrow? You shouldn’t be up either,”

“Yeah, but I have this girlfriend who’s, like, insanely stubborn. And I’d feel like a jerk if I let her stay up alone.”

Her playfulness deflated into guilt. Sacrificing her sleep wasn’t supposed to come at the cost of his. Working at the creature care facility, as much as he loved it, tired him out. He really didn’t need to start the day tired.

Tova made grabby hands at him. Ezran sighed. He turned the sink off and dragged a chair from the other side of the big table, bringing it behind her. He folded his arms around her and gave her a sleepy smile when she kissed his cheek.

“Ten more minutes,” she promised.

“Mmhm.” He laid his head down. “Ten more minutes. And if you don’t come with me after that, I’ll just have to kidnap you.”

Tova chuckled and leaned back on his cheek while she worked. Ezran would chime in every so often, small tips from watching his dad run the facility, but he didn’t understand the business side too well either. It made her feel better that she wasn’t the only confused one.

Then it happened.

Tova let herself nod off for a second, lulled by the steady rhythm of his fingers stroking her hair, and her grip loosened on her pen. It landed with a clatter that made both of them flinch awake.

She rubbed the crust from her eyes. Tova reached down to grab the pen only to realize it had rolled off both her smaller table and the big table, now dozens of feet below. A retrieval spell would do the trick, but Tova’s brain was so foggy she was afraid she’d mess up the spell and turn the floor into pens. Again.

“Can you get that please?”

“But you dropped it,” he yawned.

“Only because you’re too comfortable and I fell asleep. So technically it’s your fault.”

Ezran shook his head but obliged her. He tried reaching for the pen too, but it had rolled under the table, so he got up. Tova didn’t notice how warm he was until he swept all the heat away.

She hugged her arms and refocused on the papers. Her extra ten minutes hadn’t done much good. Her brain only managed to blurt out a few gibberish notes on a coffee-stained napkin. Tova brushed the paper stars away and started organizing the documents for tomorrow.

In the middle of sorting, one paper slipped out. She absentmindedly slipped it on top of the pile, doing a double take. This one was a picture. It was a concept for the flower shop, a very simple square building with vines on the walls, shelves of flowers in front of a glass storefront. Ezran titled it “Tova’s Plants and Things” on the bottom, and Tova had replicated it in the cursive sign hanging above the door. They’d drawn the picture when she first decided to open the shop.

Simple as it was, the drawing was enough to set her imagination alight, like flowers bursting out from between endless black rows of legal text.

She could see it now. Sandwiched between plain storefronts, a spot of color like a jewel catching rainbows in the sun. Caroline jessamines and blue morning glories climbing the walls, an arch of jasmine at the door-no, white wisteria.

Ezran would help her set up the trellises, the wood enchanted to prevent the flowers from becoming overgrown, and she’d probably spend the whole day ranting about all her ideas. He wouldn’t tell her to shut up because he never did. He always just nodded and gave her the sweetest look, like she was an angel, like she was the most precious thing in the universe, and sometimes that was enough to make her shut up anyway.

It was the same look he gave her when he returned with her pen, albeit dulled by exhaustion. He didn’t fully stand, staying on his knee and offering it to her. “Are you ready?”

It was such a stupid thing to get worked up about. A pen.

But it wasn’t the pen.

It was the fact that she used that pen to draw the concept with him, to draw the climbing vines that were going to be yellow and blue because they reminded her of his favorite scarf. It was the pen that cemented the name “Tova’s Plants and Things” for her shop because he hand-crafted her a sign for their first Christmas together. It was remembering being awake with him at 3AM 100 years ago, whispering about the things they’d do after graduation, when Tova was sure the shop would stay a dream and Ezran was sure he’d come buy her flowers every week, and it was being awake with him again at 3AM, just because he didn’t want her to do it alone.

It was the realization that he’d become so deeply entwined with her life that she could pick any aspect of it and find him there.

So Tova laughed. To herself, because he would never understand how impossible that was to her. This was their flower shop. His, and hers, and theirs. The thought sent warmth surging through her, until she felt like she’d burst into stardust. All she wanted was to wrap him up in that feeling, make him feel as breathless and adored as he made her feel.

Actually, she probably could. Or at least something close to it.

An idea popped into her head and Tova smirked, plucking the pen from his fingers. She scribbled “hey can I kiss you :)” on the back of the concept drawing. She put it on the big table and slid it toward him with her foot, keeping it far from the edge of the table.

He squinted at the note(she wrote it extra small so he’d have to get closer)and gave it a bemused smile. “Uh, sure…?”

By then, Tova had already taken the opportunity to take her wand out and run her hand over his. Tova whispered a shrinking spell and tapped her wand on his nose. There was a distortion, the way heat wavers in the air. She felt magic simmer in her blood, seeping through her hand and crackled over Ezran’s skin like static electricity.

One second, Ezran was peering down at her with wide-eyed confusion, the next, a glittery cloud poofed around them and he was leaning on her human-sized table, swaying unsteadily. Tova slipped her hand into his and waited for him to regain his balance with a giddy smile.

“What was-” He closed his eyes and swallowed thickly. “What was that?”

“That was you saying I could kiss you.” Tova ran her fingers up his arm and curled them around his face, rolling onto her toes to whisper in his ear. “So I’m kissing you. Is that okay?”

“Okay.” He let out a breathy laugh, melting into her touch. His hands snaked around her waist and he touched his forehead to hers. “Weirdo.”

Tova giggled. She tilted his head down and pressed her lips to his. Her eyes fluttered shut. His lips were impossibly soft as they captured hers. They tasted sweet and warm, like hot cocoa, because he refused to drink coffee past 3 PM. She was torn between wanting to cherish them or absolutely ruin them.

His hands found their way into her hair, pulling her closer. His touch set fizzling poppers off in her belly, made her blood all sparkly and tingly as it rushed to her face. God, she was addicted to him. The moment he kissed her she couldn’t think straight.

Which was probably why she forgot the shrinking spell left him woozy and made the mistake of leaning into him. He wobbled backwards, futilely trying to regain his balance, but by the time Tova pulled away he was already falling. Seeing as he was tangled in her hair, that meant he took Tova down with him. She broke the kiss off with a yelp, narrowly avoiding smashing their teeth together by ducking her face into his chest as they crashed onto the ground.

Ezran hissed, rubbing the back of his head. “Ow.”

“Sorry, sorry sorry,” she blurted.

She recited a quick healing spell and brought her wand to his temples. Their eyes met. Tova was suddenly aware of their position, going red and looking away. So much for being romantic.

He tried to choke back laughter, followed by Tova giggling into his collarbone, ending with both of them bursting into laughter. They stayed there for a minute, simply enjoying being a mess on the table.

Not one to miss an opportunity, Tova propped herself up on his chest, tracing the scar on his face. “Wow Ez. I can’t believe you’re still falling for me after all these years.”

“You’re gross.”

“You love it.”

He rolled his eyes again, but didn’t disagree. He hugged her close, kissing her forehead and burying his face in her hair. “You’re extra mushy today. What’s up?”

She turned her face into the crook of his neck. “Nothing. I just missed you.”

“Missed me? I’ve been here the whole time.”

“Exactly, and I haven’t paid any attention to you at all.”

A devilish smile bloomed across her face. Tova skimmed her hands over his chest and up his arms, linking both his hands in hers. She knew it drove him crazy when they held hands at this size. But she could do one better. In one smooth motion, she shifted her knees to straddle him, positioning herself above him. She hooked her thumb under the scarf on his wrist, taking both his hands and pinning them above his head.

She trailed a line of slow kisses up the side of his neck. He shivered. Any time he tried to kiss her back, she pushed him back down, teasing her teeth along his delicate skin. She smiled at the little noises he made when she laid gentle kisses on the marks, the way his pulse sped beneath her lips and his hands tightened in hers. Pulling back, she surveyed her work with a satisfied hum.

Ezran was going to have to actually use his scarf after this.

“T-Tova?”

She lowered herself so their chests were touching, her hair curtaining his flushed face. “Don’t you think you deserve a little attention, baby?”

“Um…” His wide eyes flickered to her mouth. He bit his lip and turned his burning face away. “...fuck.”

Tova puffed a breath through her nose, amused. She ran her thumb along his jawline and made him look at her as she ghosted his lips, tilting her head and parting hers just a bit. Tempting him. With a butterfly’s touch, she ran her hands down his sides, reveling in the shivers that followed her fingertips, and she snuck the tip of her thumb under his waistband.

Just to be cruel, she slid her hips down, the heat of him pressing on her inner thigh. The intoxicating heat of his moan bloomed across her lips.

“Needy, needy, needy~” She laughed, an equally breathless sound. “But stars, I want you so bad.”

She waited. Her heart was thudding in her chest. Her stomach was somersaulting. The only sound between them was heavy, expectant breathing. Right when he started to shift impatiently, inching closer, she reeled back, planting a chaste kiss on his nose.

“Okay,” she said.

“Okay?”

Tova let go of his hands and lifted herself up on her knees so she wasn’t touching him. Almost immediately, the air wavered, and glittery clouds burst around them. When she opened her eyes she was kneeling on his stomach, and he was his normal size, splayed on his back across the big table.

He stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to readjust to his new perspective. Once he did, he peered down at her, bewilderment swirling in his eyes.

“...what?”

“I said I wanted to kiss you. You have been kissed.” She flopped onto her side and folded her hands under her head. “Bedtime!”

Ezran looked at her like he was waiting for the punchline. She refused to look at him. Tova was fighting to hold back laughter.

“You asshat,” he said when he realized she wasn’t taking it back.

The walls of his hands rushed into her peripherals. He scooped her off his stomach, scooting off the table. He turned off the lights and marched towards the bedroom, keeping her close to his chest. She could hear his heart thundering against her back.

“This is a really aggressive way to go to bed. I thought we were supposed to sleep now,” she said, feigning innocence.

“We were before you jumped me like that.”

Ezran gently put her down on the pillow. He set his arms on either side of her, brushing her hair from her face and running his thumb along her jaw. The intensity of his eyes made her stomach flip.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you get away with that, Tovanni.”

“Maybe I’m-”

He immediately cut her off with a kiss. She sucked in a breath, her back arching in surprise. He slid a finger behind her, pressing her closer to his lips. She hummed, feeling her whole body turn to mush in his hands. Her hands made a beeline for his face.

And then he stopped. He pulled his hand away and folded his arms in front of her, watching her pant.

“What was-”

He kissed her again, this time pressing her into the pillow. She was literally breathless. He had her lightheaded, seeing stars. The second Tova reached to hold his face, he cut it off.

Tova gave him a questioning look. “What are you do-”

Another kiss, his hands cupped behind her and entwined in her hair. She moaned and tried leaning into it only for him to pull his hand back, dropping her back onto the pillow.

Tova narrowed her eyes at him. She knew what he was doing. Either she stopped being sassy and got no kisses, or kept being sassy and got half a kiss, which was worse because as much as Tova liked teasing, she hated getting teased. This was payback.

The worst thing was that it was working. Tova tried holding out, too. She tried not to think about how perfect his lips were, and how they were right there. Instead, she crossed her arms and stared at him. Right in the eye. Right in his big, beautiful bitter coffee eyes, all softened with affection for her, even though she was a mess, and bright with smug amusement because she could see herself cracking in their reflection. Those eyes.

He leaned forward, his curls tumbling onto her shoulders, lips brushing her reddened face. “Tovaaa~”

No. She refused. Because there was no way she was that fucking clingy.

Except she absolutely was and he knew it and it absolutely was not fair.

“Ez,” she finally whined, exasperated.

He grinned, cupping her in his hands. He peppered her face with kisses, like he was trying to connect a constellation on her freckles, until Tova was breathless and flushed, and both of them were laughing their asses off.

The exhaustion hit them not too long after and they settled down. Tova slid off the pillow, crawling over to his hands. They curled around her, bringing her to his chest.

“Tova?”

Tova hummed, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt.

He curled up, bundling her closer. His voice was thick with sleep, rolling through her like an ocean wave. “I love you.”

Tova doubted he could see the way she looked at him in the dark. Ezran was the first person to ever say he loved her. She’d never told him that. She thought about it every time he said it. It was more pathetic than it sounded, she'd had people who cared, but none who were so open about it. She never doubted it with him.

Maybe that was the part that made her tear up.

She wiped her eyes, smiling into his shirt. “I love you too, dork.”

#ez and tova #g/t #g/t fluff #size shifting #size shifter #g/t writing #mello writes #ezran #tova #g/t romance #sorry this is supremely cheesy and mushy #they make me very soft i adore them deeply you don't underSTAND

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