Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme
Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme!
How it works:
* 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. ( Read more... )
How it works:
* 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. ( Read more... )
“My god, that would have been ironic,” Matsuda thought aloud, slightly bemused, letting go of Mello’s hair and walking around to face him. “Killed by your own clue. I was the only one on the team who thought he should have gone through with it, you know.”
Mello’s lips slowly spread into a grin. “Then we’re not so different after all, are we now?”
Smack.
It wasn’t a defensive warning slap. It was a harsh, unyielding you-watch-what-you-say-young-man blow that stung more than Mello would have ever expected. And before he knew it, he was looking at the ceiling; he barely noticed the new perspective before he felt the pain of being knocked onto his back, still in the chair, all his weight crushing the metal into his wrists behind him. And then he felt the chair being slid from beneath him, and there was nothing between him and the sterile ground.
“What did you do to her?”
Mello was caught completely off guard. “...Huh?”
Matsuda shook Mello’s shoulders, and his head fell heavily against the tile floor. “Don’t play dumb; I’m talking about his daughter.”
Mello narrowed his eyes. “Isn’t she a bit young for you?”
The punch that came left Mello seeing odd, dark combinations of colors before they faded to show Matsuda looking down at him, his eyelids overflowing just slightly. “My position in this is irrelevant. She was an innocent. And her mother...” Matsuda trailed off, his blood boiling at the idea of how incredibly alone Sachiko must be, her family, her entire world just snatched from her - “god damn it,” he screamed, nearly hyperventilating, and he continued to throw punches at Mello. “It could have just been Light, you know that?? If it weren’t for you, they’d still at least have the rest of their family-”
Mello’s lip was bleeding; he spoke calmly, considering the circumstances. “It is Light’s fault, you realize this. Not mine. He put everyone in danger. It’s not my fault he didn’t give a shit if his father-”
“He would never have wanted that to happen!! You know how hard he worked to make sure Sayu didn’t die??” Matsuda felt an overwhelming feeling of disgust run through him. He inhaled sharply, hissing through his teeth before he spoke. “What did you do to her?!”
“For fuck’s sake, I didn’t touch her!! A few of my men may have made some lewd comments or threats, but nobody...”
Matsuda had wondered when his police training in hand-to-hand combat would ever come into play - now was the time. Within seconds, he’d knocked the wind out of him, momentarily blocked out his vision, and kneed him where it hurt the most. “That’s not nothing, you son of a bitch... you have any idea what it’s like to feel vulnerable? Are you maybe feeling that now?”
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“Any idea what it’s like to have someone who’s been more of a father to you than your own killed in front of you? Do you have any goddamn clue??”
Mello was wheezing weakly, blood trickling steadily from his mouth and nose. “...Christ, you really are an idiot, aren’t you? Did you forget Wammy’s House is an orphanage? You don’t know anything about me. Grow up.”
Matsuda felt sick to his stomach. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to collect himself. God, how could I have... he’s a kid. He’s probably already been through more than I ever have. He’s just a kid. And so was...
He opened his eyes, and suddenly it was no longer Mello’s wounded face staring up at him coldly; it was Light’s. He was covered in blood, just as he looked when Matsuda found him dead on the stairs after hoping, praying that his outburst hadn’t led to his death, screaming when he found that it was a lost cause. But Light’s eyes were open now, not closed in pained peaceful sleep; they were sneering at him.
“You’re pathetic.
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Matsuda woke screaming; his eyes shot open and he found that his bed sheets were drenched in sweat. He clasped the blanket, terrified, his breathing uneven yet rhythmic (exhaling much longer than he inhaled), high-pitched and helpless. He calmed slightly, glancing at the clock and seeing that it was nearly five o’clock in the morning, and that he’d have to be at work in a few hours. Surely not enough time to get back to sleep after... that.
I don’t understand, I could never... I would never do...
He sat upright on the mattress, wringing his hands; they so vividly had appeared to be pulverizing that kid just a few moments before. I’m here, nothing happened - he’s already dead.
He shuddered to realize that he was comforted by the thought of someone’s death.
Sighing, he got up, beginning to accept that nightmares such as these would likely continue to make appearances now and then. This certainly wasn’t the first.
He could get through it; he was sure. Life goes on.
...Should make some sort of breakfast, probably.
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I'm sure you would have gotten more comments by now, except that the "updated" page is about two weeks out of date.
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But as I was writing, I was all like, "omg it's not even Mello saying this, it's all the things Matsuda is bothered by in his own mind but does not want to listen to, MELLO IS THE SUBCONSCIOUS, YOU'RE WEAK FOR CARING ABOUT PEOPLE TOO MUCH ETC YOU'RE JUST AS SELFISH AS EVERYONE ELSE" D:
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This was so amazing.
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Thank you so much. It's also nice to see someone else that *gets* him. So many people are like "LOL he's so dumb and cute he makes no sense" but he makes such perfect sense to me. All those plot points fuck with me too. lol. :(
And I'm glad it was what you wanted even without the non-con!! <3 I couldn't visualize it at all; he's one for outbursts, not prolonged/premeditated stuff like that would have been, not to mention I'm squicked by him with another guy. ^^; But I loved the anger behind the overall concept of the prompt and I was afraid I'd be screwing around with the request too much by filling it this way, because my squick shouldn't put a damper on your kink. So I'm glad it didn't!!
But yes. He's definitely not as emotionally passive as he sometimes seems, he's just quiet about it after time goes on because he gets shut up so often (he's so TIMID when he says Near should test the DN on Mello, yet he is the first to speak up... he's like "I need to say this but I hope nobody hears it..."). *feels the pain*
Thank you again!! ;_;
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(also there is never enough utterly broken, post-canon Matsuda... hnnng)
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Thank you. So much. <3
(and yes I agree. I mean he does get on with life because he's Matsuda and always sees the bright side but damn does he have reason to question that bright side now. ;_;)
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