I can hear you b r e a t h i n g
and it's k e e p i n g

Raito, for a moment, was sure that L had shot Kira. Until he was looking up at the ceiling.

BANG.

And this time it was L shooting Kira, in the hand, making the gun fly out of his hands. Misa and Teru began to flee then, but Wedy and Aiber met up with them at the front door, a haughty smirk on Wedy’s face, and a lazy smile on Aiber’s.

There was a choking sort of sound, but Raito’s hearing was incoherent and his chest hurt like hell. Not to mention the back of his head, which had hit the ground when he’d…fallen…

Why had he fallen again?

Oh, yes. He’d been shot. That was the pain in his chest and the choking noises weren’t really choking noises at all but laughter. Kira’s laughter.

Laughing.

Wasn’t he shot too? Raito wasn’t laughing. Why would Kira be laughing? He was going to go to jail for shooting him, for being the leader of…what was it called…?

Raito heard quick footsteps approaching him. His body was weak, as though the muscles at been zapped out of him, and he felt sick to his stomach and so dizzy -like he was going to fall…but he he’d already done that, hadn’t he? That was why he was on the ground, wasn’t it?

The cackles got louder, and he heard vague words, “What did I tell you, Raito? You’re a Shinigami! What the hell did I tell you?”

Then it occurred to him…

Perhaps Kira wasn’t wrong after all, Raito thought, as the edges of his eyes darkened and the crimson essence of his being seeped out of him. Somewhere, in another universe, he felt arms holding him, and shouted words that he didn’t understand, could barely hear. To be perfectly honest, he really hoped it was L, because now that the pain was gone, that meant he was dying, really, really dying…and he’d like to see the man’s face a last time, before he went to wherever it was he would go.

He was granted this picture, albeit a blurry one, of a pale fuzzy face and a messy silhouette of black hair. But the eyes, dark and solid, remained just as clear as if he were fully cognitive.

Yes, he thought vaguely, just as his mind began to shut down and his vision went fully dark, Kira hadn’t been wrong. Raito had been a Shinigami. And L, although powerful, had been but a human. Kira wasn't wrong.

“How do you kill a Shinigami…?”

“Make them fall in love with a human.”

He drowned in pools of black until his entire world went as cold and dark as the eyes were.

And Raito felt like he was flying.

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ohmygod )':


Razuri-chan is a great artist...with so much emotion and a great, badass style of drawing. She partially helped me get into the MelloMatt fandom :]



my, what tiny wrists you have, mydear ♥♥♥



can noooo one else imagine L visiting B every six months, too?

No-one?



Sometimes, I just adore L as the uke.

because it gives leeway for those facial expressions which are expressly forbidden. ღ


8D

let's face it: CHU!

from the bound prince archive...more or less.

that look sends chills up my spine.


me like. ♥
'& it is here in the dark, that I want light yagami'







I'm so in love with this picture. It reeks Balgus REC, I'm so sure she's the artist.
I love everything. From the eye close, to the smirk, to even L's back hitting the wall, to the beautiful pose and prose and detail of the kiss, to the lineartless lips and teeth and lips nipping at eachother so well done you can almost imagine yourself in that position, to the 'tastes sweet,' and..

OH MY GOD L'S FACE IN THE LAST PANEL = pure and utter love! ♥


she can draw L as seme and uke so well...

I'm really starting to get a thing for L-uke.



that's the thing about insomniacs...they never sleep, but when they do exhaust themselves, they crash and burn.

... :D
Near's face = epic win.

I love this pic so much, words cannot describe
there has never been a better expression of body language I've seen as in this one x3 ~ ♥♥♣♥♥





'Where are you going?'

'I don't know. The graveyard maybe.'

'Will you come back?'

'...Would you?'
some Naruto stuff for a change, even though I don't follow the saga x3

I love how Sasuke came out




ughhh okay enough artfagging and uploading for me, time to finish prosetry!







Oh my GOD, I'm going to reread Reigning on Heaven because I can and because I'm bored? Arrhhhh xDDD


also: Raining on Heaven.

haha, pun! -is shot-

L collected each and every painting from every gallery that Kira had given it to and bought it back from every person that had ever purchased one from Kira. Over half of the members of Death Note were caught and put in jail or punished for their crimes in someway. Kira was sentenced to life in jail for the attempted murder of Teru Mikami and the first degree murder of Yagami Raito.

Raito’s family mourned him dearly, and felt horrible for their ignorance about the blackmail. L attended the funeral under the guise of a friend. Or perhaps there was no guise at all, even though Raito had never really said it back.

He finally looked at the picture of him that Raito had painted, and found him, much like he really was, surrounded by darkness with something golden in his hand. Watari, Matt and Mello had debated on what it was, that he was holding, pressed between his knee and the palm of his hand.

L knew it was a key.

Life went on much like before for L, one case after the other. The cycle that had used to interest him so seemed disturbingly regular and somehow monotonous. He was easily bored, and it wasn’t easy for a genius like L to stay interested in anything for long.

And then there were his colors.