IndependenceAbout thirty-four days into Light's confinementthirty-seven into Misa'she asks Matsuda upon his return with her from the To-Oh campus why they are almost two hours late.Independence by WhiteLadyDragon
Assuming that they've done nothing wrong, she replies with a satisfied grin, "Wow, you were keeping track? Relax, Ryuzaki, we were just out fooling with fireworks." Matsuda tugs on his shirt collar, his grin more sheepish.
He resists the reflex to glance back at either of them. After all, he can't afford to take his off of Light or Misa for even a second. If he recalled correctly, fireworks were dangerous. "Mr. Matsuda, why would you allow Miss Crocker to play with fireworks? Either of you could've been seriously injured."
"What are you, our mother? I wasn't by myself. Matsui was with me, the whole time. He could give you a complete play-by-play, if you wanted."
Neither of them is terribly good at lying. "W-well, Ryuzaki, since it's July fourth and everything, and Elin said that July fourth is Independence
MoronHe fails to see what he did wrong. He was only following protocol: every item entering headquarters must be checked. She is aware of the routine, isn't she? At the period of time she's spent here, he would expect her to be.Moron by WhiteLadyDragon
She's never been comfortable with men handling her…personal items. After all, they call it "feminine hygiene" for a reason. Throughout the course of their whole outing, she'd insisted on handling and purchasing them herself, even going so far as to find an open register with a female clerk when the time had come to check out. Why, she had even tried to leave headquarters on her own; the only reason she had relented to letting Matsuda drive was because Misa would be going with them. Besides, it's not as if she'd had a choice: she cannot leave the facility without a member of the task force accompanying her.
Upon returning with Matsuda and Misa, she is dangerously close to losing it when he steps up to examine the contents in her bag (just when she'd thought she was h
Confession"Miss Crocker, I need to speak to you in private. Please come downstairs," he requests from out of the blueor more accurately, from the laptop by her bed, right in the middle of her reading a volume of manga that Matsuda had loaned to her.Confession by WhiteLadyDragon
She jolts. "Huh? Ryuzaki, that you?"
"Yes. Please come downstairs." His request sounds more like an order in her ears, that Bossy Beth.
"Aw, dude, can't it wait? I'm getting to the good part!"
"Unfortunately, no. Now please come downstairs."
She has no idea what he wants out of her, this time; he's so unpredictable, she usually never does. But she might as well go along with it. He won't leave her alone unless she does. It's probably something dumb, anyhow. Dumb in an L-ish kind of way.
Taking a deep breath, she prays, Lord, give me strength, as she places her bookmark in the crevice between the whimsical characters and inflated speech bubbles. It's Matsuda's book, after all. She doesn't want to ruin it with any tearing or folding (it's been lo
Shadow Roses :Sneak Peek:Shadow Roses :Sneak Peek: by VisionaryDame
I silently stared out a bleak window, watching as droplets of rain crashed against the cold glass frame that shielded me from its liquid assault on the earth. Thunder cracked on the outside, lighting up the sky for only a split second before darkening once more. My eyes traced the streets below and buildings above, as if I were searching for something and yet finding nothing. The lights of the buildings and streets were the only minor source of light for me to look around the nighttime scene. Other than the sound of droplets and cracking thunder of the storm, all else that stood around me was eerily silent, as if no sound with the exception of the thunder could break it. I blinked once before slowly looking toward the ground, staring at the streets below it.
I had no clue as to where I was at this point in time, nor did I know the reason for being here in the first place. All of this seemed to so real to me, so vividly realistic, as if this had happened once before. However, as much
Third Times' the Charm :1/3: [PC for Otromeru]Dark blue eyes of Matt stared at the small bouquet of flowers in his hand as he placed it in a vase, glancing through his goggles at the cake that sat on the dining room table as he set it perfectly in the middle. His cigarette was hanging loosely on his lips, yet it was unlit. Candles were lit and placed on the table, freshly lit just minutes ago. His mind was deep in thought and he was feeling a little anxious, a characteristic that was foreign to someone like him. He looked at the time – it was almost twelve – before sighing. He was waiting expectantly for Neru to come in, since he texted her saying he wanted to ask her something important and to meet him in the dining room of the apartment. At the moment, she was out doing something – he did not know and she did not tell him – and he was busy waiting for her to come home. She had not been gone for long, at least an hour, but it was enough to get everything set up perfectly just for her.Third Times' the Charm :1/3: [PC for Otromeru] by VisionaryDame
Through his goggles,
Death Note OCs wanted!Hihi so i need 3 Death Note Ocs. Just three cuz i wantDeath Note OCs wanted! by Otromeru
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If you're interested, send me a picture of your oc through here and i'll choose the ones that i'm... deign with? (wait... is that the right word? lol whatever) So here are some rules..
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Death Demon: Chapter 1 MayonakaDeath Demon: Chapter 1 Mayonaka by WolftheRapo121
It all happened so fast. From what Mayonaka could remember was falling down to hell. Now she has spent eight long years down in it
Chapter One: Mayonaka
Mayonaka sat on the edge of the cliff. She wasn't happy or sad. She was angry. She was much better looking than what she is now. Her appearance was horrible. Her dark, brown hair was longer than before. Her fringe covered her face, making Mayonaka part it. Her arms and legs were covered in boils; some new ones and popped one. Her light, blue tank top was ripped and torn as was her dark blue skirt. Her face had changed a bit, looking more demonic than human. Her eyes used to be green, but now they are faded making the iris and pupil invisible. They were white as snow. Her lips were cut, showing bloody, sharp fangs. How ugly I am, she thought to herself.
All she could do now was sit there on the cliff and wait until her wish came true. She alway
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