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Prompt: Death Note: Light/Misa: Silence - Light would prefer that Misa refrain from talking.
Warning(s): references to L and if you’ll want is that way L/Light - but it’s not the focus of the piece. Also: obscure imagery (which won’t always make sense) and brackets abuse. And yes, I’m obviously brilliant at coming up with titles.
A/N: I’m not sure if this is what you, the prompter, really wanted. I took longer on this expected, mostly because I’ve been a) sick and b) not really inspired as of late.
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The first time Light has sex with Misa she’s terribly loud. His name coming out of her mouth is a confession, an act of loyalty and a promise, forged into iron and forever melted in stone. (We’ll always be together now, won’t we? You won’t leave Misa, will you Light? Because Misa will never, ever leave).
L is dead and buried, rotting underneath green earth and bothering no one anymore. Light doesn’t miss him, even if he knows that he’ll never cross paths with such a brilliant mind ever again.
(The watchdog has been shot dead - you’re free to escape).
Gone are the nights of clanging chains and half-whispered, half-said threats of promised punishment and defeat, all-knowing eyes that look at Light and understand everything. How Light hated him, and - yet, despite everything - knew that L was the closest thing he ever had to a friend.
But it’s too late to regret things now.
So yes, because L’s not here anymore, Light gives Misa her due reward; she’s been pining for this for God knows how long.
Misa body is small and delicate, yet curvy in the right places. With her hair undone, Light thinks that Misa looks even younger and more vulnerable than usual. If Light only had the smallest ounce of affection for her, he’d pause and wonder at the fact that she’s trembling - and, maybe, just maybe, he’d learn that Misa, though anticipating this event, is also scared.
(A child-woman, born to love and to be loved by others in return - and so easy to break).
Light should be pleased that he’s managed to conquer Misa’s body and soul. Yet, as he hears the bed creak and feels sweat trickle down his back while he thrusts in out of her, Light cringes inside.
This is so dirty, he thinks. It’s just two bodies meeting together in a sweaty act that leaves nothing but fluids behind once you’re done.
It doesn’t mean anything.
(Just an act of feeding a slave with a few cookie crumbs)
Although the room is dimly lighted, he can see that Misa’s cheeks are pink and that, in spite of some discomfort and pain, she’s enjoying this: she’s panting heavily and her fingernails are digging deeply into his skin. He wishes she wouldn’t do that, but just lie there - it would make the whole disgusting process easier.
(A doll that is simply pretty and doesn’t talk is better than a walking, moving creature of flesh and blood. It won’t get in your way).
Because he is Misa’s first, Light isn’t rough on her, though - a part of him - would just like to fuck her to death, in order to make her shut up forever. But he can’t do that yet. Right now, he still needs Misa. She’s a useful asset. Once he grows tired of her, Light will dispose of her. (once the toy is broken, off it goes into the garbage can).
It’s annoying. The way she’s whispering his name (Misa is so happy to be with you; Misa hasn’t been this happy since her parents died) .
Light doesn’t need her professions of love. He doesn’t need to hear how good he's making her feel. It makes the whole thing too real, too messy and Light - ever the perfectionist - prefers for things to run smoothly. He doesn’t need to be reminded of the fact that, by doing her, he’s lowering himself.
(Prostituting himself for justice and establishing an utopia, in which everything and everyone will be happy).
This realisation makes Light’s skin crawl - so bad that he feels like scratching it off - scratch, scratch till nothing is left but flesh and bones.
But Light wouldn’t be Light if he didn’t find a solution for this. And, as he thrusts a few times more and forces himself not to listen to Misa’s moans and sighs, he swears that he’ll simply use a blindfold to tie around her mouth next time (how he’d love to wrap it around her neck, block the blood flow and pull, pull until the horrid noise stops ).
Misa, being who she is, will probably just think that Light likes it kinky.
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transient_words Word Count: 694
Prompt: Death Note: Light/Misa: Silence - Light would prefer that Misa refrain from talking.
Warning(s): references to L and if you’ll want is that way L/Light - but it’s not the focus of the piece. Also: obscure imagery (which won’t always make sense) and brackets abuse. And yes, I’m obviously brilliant at coming up with titles.
A/N: I’m not sure if this is what you, the prompter, really wanted. I took longer on this expected, mostly because I’ve been a) sick and b) not really inspired as of late.
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The first time Light has sex with Misa she’s terribly loud. His name coming out of her mouth is a confession, an act of loyalty and a promise, forged into iron and forever melted in stone. (We’ll always be together now, won’t we? You won’t leave Misa, will you Light? Because Misa will never, ever leave).
L is dead and buried, rotting underneath green earth and bothering no one anymore. Light doesn’t miss him, even if he knows that he’ll never cross paths with such a brilliant mind ever again.
(The watchdog has been shot dead - you’re free to escape).
Gone are the nights of clanging chains and half-whispered, half-said threats of promised punishment and defeat, all-knowing eyes that look at Light and understand everything. How Light hated him, and - yet, despite everything - knew that L was the closest thing he ever had to a friend.
But it’s too late to regret things now.
So yes, because L’s not here anymore, Light gives Misa her due reward; she’s been pining for this for God knows how long.
Misa body is small and delicate, yet curvy in the right places. With her hair undone, Light thinks that Misa looks even younger and more vulnerable than usual. If Light only had the smallest ounce of affection for her, he’d pause and wonder at the fact that she’s trembling - and, maybe, just maybe, he’d learn that Misa, though anticipating this event, is also scared.
(A child-woman, born to love and to be loved by others in return - and so easy to break).
Light should be pleased that he’s managed to conquer Misa’s body and soul. Yet, as he hears the bed creak and feels sweat trickle down his back while he thrusts in out of her, Light cringes inside.
This is so dirty, he thinks. It’s just two bodies meeting together in a sweaty act that leaves nothing but fluids behind once you’re done.
It doesn’t mean anything.
(Just an act of feeding a slave with a few cookie crumbs)
Although the room is dimly lighted, he can see that Misa’s cheeks are pink and that, in spite of some discomfort and pain, she’s enjoying this: she’s panting heavily and her fingernails are digging deeply into his skin. He wishes she wouldn’t do that, but just lie there - it would make the whole disgusting process easier.
(A doll that is simply pretty and doesn’t talk is better than a walking, moving creature of flesh and blood. It won’t get in your way).
Because he is Misa’s first, Light isn’t rough on her, though - a part of him - would just like to fuck her to death, in order to make her shut up forever. But he can’t do that yet. Right now, he still needs Misa. She’s a useful asset. Once he grows tired of her, Light will dispose of her. (once the toy is broken, off it goes into the garbage can).
It’s annoying. The way she’s whispering his name (Misa is so happy to be with you; Misa hasn’t been this happy since her parents died) .
Light doesn’t need her professions of love. He doesn’t need to hear how good he's making her feel. It makes the whole thing too real, too messy and Light - ever the perfectionist - prefers for things to run smoothly. He doesn’t need to be reminded of the fact that, by doing her, he’s lowering himself.
(Prostituting himself for justice and establishing an utopia, in which everything and everyone will be happy).
This realisation makes Light’s skin crawl - so bad that he feels like scratching it off - scratch, scratch till nothing is left but flesh and bones.
But Light wouldn’t be Light if he didn’t find a solution for this. And, as he thrusts a few times more and forces himself not to listen to Misa’s moans and sighs, he swears that he’ll simply use a blindfold to tie around her mouth next time (how he’d love to wrap it around her neck, block the blood flow and pull, pull until the horrid noise stops ).
Misa, being who she is, will probably just think that Light likes it kinky.
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 05:49 pm (UTC)XD
I can't say I really care for Light/Misa either (you know me and how much I adore L/Light, don't you?), but I really adore Misa. And this fic is really more about me trying to make the reader feel sorry for her?
Hence, I made it more emotional than I'd usually be.
And Light is disturbing. Actually, DN in general is disturbing.
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:51 pm (UTC)Well, I'd say you succeeded.
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:53 pm (UTC)And I don't mind.
OH GOD.
This one D:
Are you trying to torture me?
;_;
Thank you <3. I've been told in the past that I'm not really emotional, so thanks.
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:56 pm (UTC)You seem pretty emoyional to me)))
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:57 pm (UTC)It is a torture because I immediately am reminded of how much I love them and afkafjdkfjdfkjfkfjfk
LOL, I am. Some people just seem to think I'm not.
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:00 pm (UTC)Imagine how I feel! T_T I can't find any Buffyverse fics for the characters/pairing I like anywhere(((
Some ppl are weird.
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:06 pm (UTC)Yeah, I know what you mean D: Happens to me all the time, in all the fandoms I know.
They are. But that's the world for you.
OMG. KUSHINA. THAT MOMENT. I still can't wrap my mind around the fact how much I hate that Naruto never got to know his parents, really ;_;. You go on assuming he was abandoned, but then you learn just how LOVED he was ... and how everything went to hell because of meddling, evil idiots.
Personally, I feel Naruto was deprived of having the most awesome mother and father ever ;_;
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:10 pm (UTC)Yes, but this time it sucks the most. Both Angel and Sengoku BASARA have virtually no good stories for my fav characters/pairings.
At least he got to meet them now... And he got to learn how much they loved him. <3
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:15 pm (UTC)I understand about Angel: a lot of the really good authors left a long time ago and, as a new fan, it must be intimidating/frustrating to be forced to write the fic you want to read yourself. I don't know about Sengoku Basara ;_;
I think you have a point there, darling. But I really feel like hugging Naruto ;_; He's such a lovely boy and deserves to have a family D:
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:18 pm (UTC)Basara has far too many canons. Most ppl go way back with the game, but I'm interested exclusively in the anime.
I've felt like hugging Naruto ever since I saw him))) He's just that huggable)))
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:23 pm (UTC)Oh LOL. A complicated fandom then? Those intimidate me <_< HE IS. VERY. And his smile <3
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 11:00 pm (UTC)I don't see how you couldn't feel sorry for her, but then she's a character that gets bashed far, far too often.
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Date: 2010-07-07 07:16 pm (UTC)Thanks for writing this, I needed some LightxMisa goodness.
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Date: 2010-07-07 11:01 pm (UTC)You're welcome; thanks again for commenting!
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Date: 2010-07-07 10:38 pm (UTC)I like how obsessed Misa is with Light, and how Light doesn't give two shits and is just using her. The "broken doll" metaphors were very apt and added a lot to the piece.
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Date: 2010-07-07 11:05 pm (UTC)Oh yes, it was really important for me to portray those dark aspects of their relationship because there's really no way working around it - yet, it's really the darker undertones of the relationship that fascinate me.
I couldn't help adding the broken doll metaphors. They just seemed fitting - I'm glad they worked for you!
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Date: 2010-07-08 12:48 am (UTC)Really good introspection on their relationship.
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Date: 2010-07-08 01:03 am (UTC)And you summed up my attitude towards both characters quite well.
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Date: 2010-08-17 12:08 am (UTC)You've really captured Light's particular brand of insanity, with the moralizing and perfectionist qualities that go with it.
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Date: 2010-08-18 01:12 am (UTC)I'm glad you think so! Light is kind of interesting to write - especially because of the qualities you've mentioned.