Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme

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Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme!

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* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade.

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Wished For Whispers 1

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Well, it is not yet finished, but I wanted do upload what I have already written regardless. Namely to show that really I am working on it, even if there is no live sign from me for a week....

Wished For Whispers

Rem starred unblinking at Misa while the young model wrote furiously into her notebook. Not her Death Note, no. Since meeting Kira she hadn´t used hers, like she promised him. If only she would listen to Rem and obeyed her like she did with Raito Yagami, than Misa would still be safe. Protected from the human monster Ryuuk had created with his dropped note.

Rem´s thought were interrupted by a high pitched squeal. Following Misa like she did the shinigami was already used to it, but it startled her nonetheless.

“Finally!” The model laughed and spun around to look Rem straight in the eyes. “Rem, would you do something for Misa Misa?” she asked in her cutesy way.

“You know, that I am willing to help you in whatever way I can. If it is not against the rules to do so.” Rem answered promptly. She had said as much before but deemed it necessary to repeat it, to demonstrate to Misa that she was willing to go through with her promised threat of killing Kira, if he were to go against her charge. She would do it with relish.

Only believing Misa to be said about the loss of the boy stopped her from writing his name down. Rem herself knew how it felt to loose a friend, having watched Geleus crumble into nothingness with her own eyes.

The girl´s face split into a delighted smile and impulsively she sprung up from her chair and hugged Rem in a parody of an embrace between two humans. The proportions of their bodies simply weren´t made for hugging each other.

“You are such a good friend!” Misa gushed and released Rem´s form. “Silly, you!” she continued than. “It is nothing like that, you don´t have to care about the rules for once!”

Rem doubted that. Nearly everything a shinigami was allowed to do in the human realm was governed by rules. One of the reasons nearly no shinigami ever willingly came down to earth. They were a race of gamblers but some risks were too high even for an addict.