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... )
She was clinging to the rock outcropping, her legs threatening to collapse underneath her, and the stranger was just a gray shape that was beginning to waver and disappear.
That man, he was involved with Kira, somehow, somehow. He'd known. He knew Light was Kira, just as Sayu knew it.
He'd been saying prayers to Kira, while his lips had been on her, his everything pressed to her bare skin, while he'd been inside her.
He'd called her "God's sister." He'd called Kira "God."
Light was Kira. And this man, this man that she'd let defile her, that she'd enjoyed in filthy lust, this man was somehow working with Kira, as an accomplice or a minion.
He needed to be followed, investigated, and stopped from committing further crimes. The proper authorities needed to be alerted before the man got away.
But it all led back to Light, didn't it? And Light would kill, or be killed, or both, with death blooming around him on every side. It was inescapable.
As usual, her mind was putting things together after they happened.
After it mattered.
When it was too late to do anything, to say anything.
And perhaps it was all her insanity anyway, her wild imagination spinning delusions. She knew she was insane, so how could she be correct?
She wanted to say everything she knew to the nurse, to her mother, to Matsuda, to anyone who would listen. She wanted to demand a cellphone, call the Kira hotline, and say everything she had guessed into that recording machine that surely was sometimes checked by investigators other than Light, but the words were dead in her throat once again.
Her body was limp, heavy, slumping, and the nurse was suddenly there at Sayu's side.
The nurse was wonderful, supporting Sayu's weight, guiding her to her wheelchair, and prompting her slow steps until she got there. It was a nice place to sit, just to sit.
If you sat in a wheelchair and never talked, then they couldn't require you to deal with anything. It was pleasant, really. It was restful.
It was the only way to keep everything from exploding into disaster, and so it was Sayu's family duty. It was her duty to sit, and to be quiet.
And she was very, very good at it.
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You've sent me from "wait what, how does that pairing even work" to having read and loved what is possibly one of the most amazing fics on this meme.
She would know, or at least suspect... she saw the notebook, she heard it being called a deadly weapon. I've been working on a fic that will involve her coming to this realization about Light, and when I write that part, it will be VERY difficult to not subconsciously leech from this fic because her thought process through this is so similar to what I'd imagined for her, and it's kind of wanting to assimilate into my current headcanon.
Um, so yeah, basically you win the internet.
...My first legible captcha is "epistle achipt." Uhhhhhhhhh.
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Captcha: anoints gravenes
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