A/N: This is a fanfic. Death Note/Heroes fusion. I own NOTHING!

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( “Quiet back there!” the driver snarled when his “load” became jostled and gave a muffled cry when he turned a sharp corner, his black van screeching around the corner with three wheels in the air. .. )

A/N: I own NOOOTTHING!
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( Light sat on a park bench idly running through swift chord progressions, Ryuk was intent on his bag of apples. Neither was really paying attention until Ryuk heard a snarling sound. He looked up and nearly choked on his apple... )

A/N: I don't own Death Note.

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( L gaped shell-shocked at the boy who had just passed out in his arms after he... kissed him... )

A/N: I don't own Death Note.
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( Pain was just part of his existence now... )

A/N: I don't own!

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( L pulled up footage of the kitchen to see who dared to steal his cake and was greeted with footage of… flying cake.... )

A./N: I don't own Death Note.

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A/N: I don't own Death Note, NBC's Heroes, Marvel Comics, or DC Comics.

Warning: Explicit Language Parental Advisory suggested. (Cussing... oh the Internet my delicate sensibilities...)

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A/N: A quick one-shot written for the Death Note kink 2.
http://dn-kink2.livejournal.com/1491.html?thread=1354195#t1354195

Prompt / Request: "I want L on top of Misa, in some sort of slutty lingerie, being fucked by Light. I don't care HOW he got into this situation, I don't care if Misa is submissive or dominant or whatever. I just want L to want it ( Read more... )

A/N: I do not own Death Note.

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( L wheezed and strained against the younger man's chokehold as the pen bit into his throat, drawing blood... )