In Fifth Grade A Boy Tried To Impress Me By Swallowing A Whole Tadpole Live And I Punched Him So Hard

oh gosh art request i would kill for some kiyomisa. kissing. maybe antagonistically

they were arguing just moments earlier

Death Note — Interpreting the Foot Scene

So, since I’ve never actually seen an in-depth meta on the foot scene, I thought this needs to happen. :) [read on ao3]

The Foot Scene

[Watch here] L and Light come inside from the rain, and Light sits on the stairs, his shoes sitting next to him on the ground. L stands to the side, with a towel on his head.

L: (walking over) Well, that was certainly an unpleasant outing. Light: (drying off his hair) It’s your own fault. I mean, what did you expect? L: (offscreen) You’re right. I’m sorry. (L takes the towel off of his head and walks closer. Light is still drying his hair and face, but then startles. You then see that L has crouched by Light’s feet and is holding one of Light’s feet in his hand.) Light: What are you doing? L: (looking up at him) I thought I might help you out. You were busy wiping yourself off anyway. Light: Look, it—it’s fine, you don’t have to do that. L: I can give you a massage as well. (Light looks startled) L: (offscreen, continued) It’s the least I can do to atone for my sins. I’m actually pretty good at this. (Light glances away, looking resigned) Light: Fine, do what you want. L: (offscreen, in tones of someone getting down to business) All right. (Now you see L, looking pensive. He brings his hand, holding the towel, up to Light’s foot. Light makes a pained noise and the scene cuts to a wide shot.) Light: Hey! L: You’ll get used to it. (Light, in a close-up, looks utterly thrown, but makes a small noise of assent. The shot changes to L, where all you can see, with his head down, is the mess of his hair. A drop of water drips from the end of his hair, the sound clearly distinct in the otherwise silent scene [there’s been no music or anything]. The shot then changes to Light’s foot, and you hear as well as see the droplets from L’s hair landing on Light’s foot. The shot changes to Light, watching L who is now offscreen. He reaches over to grab his own towel and brings it over to L’s face. The shot is now on L in profile.) Light: (drying L’s hair) Here. You’re still soaked. (As Light’s hand retreats, L looks up, and then back down.) L: (quietly) I’m sorry. (soft piano music now begins. L starts drying off Light’s foot again. When the shot goes back to Light, he looks pensive too. There’s silence for some time, barring the music, as the shot changes back to L in profile, looking somewhat distressed. Then back to a wide shot in profile that rises toward the ceiling and the windows letting in natural light. After that, the view changes to the ceiling and its cross-shaped walkways with blue lighting above it, and then back to a wide shot of L and Light, this time facing the stairs.) L: (thoughtful, quiet) It’ll be lonely, won’t it. Light: Hm? (L looks up at Light pointedly and determined. With the shot head on, he says) L: You and I will be parting ways soon. (Light seems thoughtfully startled by this point, and looks perhaps like he’s considering something or is struck by the situation and stuck in the moment. The phone then rings, pulling them out of it, L stands up and answers the phone.) L: Yes? (Now the shot shows L in the foreground, with Light giving him a dark look in the background). L: I understand. I’m on my way. Light: (still glaring at L, baffled) Huh? (Now the shot is a wide shot again, and both their bodies are cut off since the shot is from behind them on the stairs). L: Come on. Let’s go, Light. (Closer in on L, with his back to the viewer) It seems like it’s all worked out. (He walks away.) (The shot changes back to Light’s baffled and angry face as he too stands up). Light: huh?

Basically, L is thoughtful, sad, and a bit smug, while Light is just: ?????

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reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

so. I won't be tagging anyone because I am shy and friendless. here are the wips, though:

adam whiteley supremacy

then he'll die as well

angst

the bible the patriot

some slop about the oc

gay ansemble

let's play kira

idea 1

an idiot

coffee shop au chat fic what is this

Light the Father

a fleeting bus homosexuality

misora naomi x oc

notlikeotherpeople

cross

revolution

fish

that shipping challenge

Moriarty note

ficwriters

well...

I am positively cooked

WIP Game

Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thank you @empressofthewind for the tag!! Very fun and timely, since we get to see which one of these I'm strong enough to complete by next week lol I'm only including the names of wips I have something to say about, and excluding the ones that are just full-on descriptions of what's gonna happen lol

I'm too shy to tag anyone, let alone tag the same number of wips I have </3 please feel free to play along if you like <3

Your Time Starts Now

Would I Do It Again

Near the End

Ghoul Boys

Welcome to Your Life

Square One

Next in Line

a moment of your time

new game, same toys

conversations I never had

we've lost the plot

if you're gonna kill me at least take me to lunch first

to think that immortality meant never dying

sticks and stones

I'd like to report a murder(er)

A random Milverton x Reader because I was in that mood. It's a humourous little one-shot where Milverton is rather amused and less of a snake (but with him, who can tell for sure? :))

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You work at the Heim News Agency. You finally get your awaited promotion and this makes you so excited that you accidentally run into a white-haired man in the corridor. You have no idea who he is but you try to explain the situation.

THE MAN YOU RUN INTO IN THE CORRIDOR

Finally, the awaited promotion!

You hold the paper in your hand and you can't believe what you see. The hard work paid off - you were afraid that you would never get rewarded because you come from the lower class, but it seems, no one cares about this at the Heim News Agency. Which means that you can aim even higher, but you are already overjoyed due to what you got now. With the paper, you excitedly, maybe even too excitedly run over the corridor. It is careless and childish, but you cannot hold yourself back.

Well, you probably should have paid more attention.

At the corner, a figure appears out of a sudden and you are unable to stop anymore. You run straight into the man’s arms and you both fell to the ground from the strong hit. You are a little afraid to peek at your victim, after all, it wouldn't be good for your promising career if you run into your boss, but the man who sits in front of you is someone you never saw before. He has white curly hair despite that he doesn't seem to be old at all and he is quite handsome. With his unique golden eyes, he stares at you in confusion. You are the one who first gathers yourself, so you quickly jump up and reach for the man's direction.

"I am terribly sorry for hitting you!" You apologize innocently. "I finally got the promotion I dreamed of. I was working hard to get it so I became quite overjoyed and forgot about my manners."

The man watches you for a moment and you cannot tell if he is angry or not. He has a calculating look in his gaze, like he tries to determine what type of person you are. Then a smile appears at the corner of his mouth and accepting your hand, he lets you help him up. His touch is warm and soft, the warmest and softest hand you ever had a chance to hold.

"Congratulations on your promotion." He says while he picks up the paper what you dropped and after giving a glance on it, he hands it over to you. "It is good when someone is enthusiastic when it comes to their work. It is only worth doing something if you enjoy it and enthusiastic workers are necessary for a company to thrive."

He talks like he owns the building, but it is definitely not the case, you think - he seems too approachable to be one of the higher-ups. But you have the feeling that despite the man's weirdness, you like him - one can't really complain about weirdness if they have a tendency to rush on corridors.

"But" the man, after quickly ordering his suit, adds, "be careful how much you will get overjoyed in your workplace. Not everyone is so forgiving like me when someone hits them."

"Of course, of course!" You agree with a chuckle. "I am sure it could have been much worse if I hit someone else. I could have ran into the company president and that must have been a terrifying experience."

"You think so?" The man tilts his head and looks at you with amusement.

"Yes. I would definitely get fired if I happen to run into President Milverton. Just imagine the commotion it would cause.”

The man's golden eyes strangely sparkle up.

"Indeed, what a commotion it would be." He seems to have fun with the conversation. He leans closer and whispers with a playful smile. "Well, I admit that it is also my bad trait to get overly excited when I hear pleasant news related to my hobbies and when that happens, I also can't stay still. My se...my friend can tell some stories regarding that. Maybe it's better for both of us if we don’t meet the company president." He lets out a little laugh and you can feel his breath at your ear. You wonder what his hobbies are, you want to know more about him. You can already see that you get along well.

"Then you can understand how hard it is to act calm in a situation like this. I am relieved that you are not angry at me." You reply and you feel that your cheeks are blushing. "Do you also work here?"

His smile becomes wider.

"Yes. I am the one who inspects the articles before they get published. I find working in the world of the media interesting and profitable." He adds. "And you?"

"I always wanted to become a journalist." You nod. "This is why I am so happy for my promotion." You like the man more and more ever since you collided, so you shyly ask. "Would you like to go out with me for a coffee? I would be really interested to hear more about your hobbies and I can also compensate you for ending up on the floor."

You hope that you were not too direct after such a short time of being acquaintances but the man doesn't seem to mind your invitation. He takes his watch out of his pocket and checks it.

"It would be a pleasure to continue the discussion, but unfortunately, I still have a task I need to fulfill today." He declines, to your greatest sorrow. "But next time you run into me, you need to pay me a piece of strawberry cake in the confectionery. Strawberries are my favourite."

“Next time, I will buy you an entire strawberry cake.” You promise cheerfully and you already decide to make sure to run into him in the near future. You know that you wish to meet this man again. It is quite fateful that you hit him of all people.

With that, you say goodbye to each other and the man continues his way in the opposite direction. You walk away, this time, in a normal tempo, which is hard because your talk cheered you up even more.

You suddenly realize that you forgot to ask the man’s name.

RATING LIGHT YAGAMI'S OUTFIT pt. 5

from the colored manga. we finally reached the turtleneck yall. (part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4)

npa light outift. it's timeskip time yall. and he only gets better looking. blue suit is really his deal, seriously. he looks v attractive in this, me think. 8.7/10

sayu's kidnapping outfit. light yagami explain this please? at least the anime get rid of the stripes and make it plain black. this one....uhhh what 😃. i'm no fashion expert but this one is not for you light, sorry. 1.6/10

still fighting L outfit. *sigh* you know, i know that your sister just got kidnapped and all but light please, you look like a 00s (or whatever) boyband member in an mv. the green and black is not too bad, but the white pants? yall laugh at him for wearing khakis but say absolutely nothing about his white pants? 😭. 1.4/10

let him wear a corset outfit. sexy. though it doesn't look quite as special with the jacket on. looks better when he unbuttons it all hehe. and uhhh a corset would work good here light, come on. you said it yourself. 7/10

mafia scheming outfit. not special tbh. he kinda wore this before though, in yotsuba arc? but it's like, different era and he def doesn't have that jacket back then. he looks a lot better in it than his 18 yo self anyway. 5.6/10

i love my girlfriend outfit. he looks like he's wearing a thin short sleeve undershirt here but knowing light it'll probably be a sweater. not much comment but i want to see him without the jacket. 4.7/10

dad pls no outfit. uhhh this color. it doesn't look nice. don't mind the shirt though the all the way zipper kinda makes it awkward. 3.3/10

near is a little shit outfit. okay listen. this. this is good. idk why the shirt turn white in one panel but i like the black ones. he looks so good and attractive. yes sir. i'd forgive his other fashion choices for this. 8.7/10

let's involve takada into this mess outfit. actually. the white pants is not bad in this one. though he looks pretty boring. he just have his undershirt peeks as fashion choice since 2004 huh. 5/10

and now....

the turtleneck™ outfit aka the star of our show.

the outfit where light yagami reached his peak sluttiness. the outfit we know and love, popular for reasons. the reason why i make this series in the first place. idk what obata was on when he made this decision but it's one of his best decision. ever. he ate and left no single crumb. it's angsty, sexy, smart, slutty, and just. no other words. no one can criticize the rating, thank you. 28021984/10

Call to Account: A Takada/Light Fic

Mature || 2.4k words Read on AO3 Written for @dnrarepairweek: Judgement Contains: 24/7 D/s dynamics, top!Takada/bottom!Light, negotiated kink, allusions to CNC, a very queer marriage In which Takada's loyal husband, Light, is disciplined for his transgressions.

She steps closer, into his circle of his reach and then closer still, until their chests nearly touch, then reaches out — he flinches, more out of instinct than fear — and strokes two fingers down the line of his buried cheekbone, across his jaw, turning her hand as she goes until, by the time her hand has reached his chin, she is cupping him in her palm. She grips him, a thumb against his lip, her fingers pressed against the soft dip where his mandibles meet, and tugs downwards, gentle. He follows the arc of the call, bending to meet her.

Frantic

Every time you see this post, reblog it and add one word. I'll go first.

The

well i just finished the last chapter of the arc.

during the process i permanently had in mind two very silly and funny things i could do with the plot but did not. because then it would just go off rails completely.

HOWEVER. while trying to avoid those two things, i accidentally made two other stupid decisions, which are more logical, i'll give myself that, but they still mess up the plot in a plethora of ways.

guess who should deal with that mess now instead of whining about their incompetence on tumblr :)