#dillyfirestarter

[13eyond13]

Mogi eating his pocket strawberry

ahh... the sweet, sweet taste of pocket lint approval from your boss @dillyfirestarter

[secretshinigami]

Artist: @dillyfirestarter

For: @grelleswife

Prompt: Halle and Naomi dancing together at an elegant evening ball as part of an undercover mission

Artist’s notes: These ladies may look fancy but they’re well prepared for their mission: Halle’s floofy skirt hides all the weaponry she’s got strapped to her thighs while Naomi’s slit skit lets her kick freely. Unfortunately they got slightly distracted from their mission by how much fun they’re having.

[enbyerosstuff]

22. Friend week

@dillyfirestarter

Here’s your boy Laurent

[captainhysunstuff]

Regarding the Death Note Musical news, @dillyfirestarter brings up a valid point about not actually illegally recording the London show (link to post, please DON’T harass the original poster PLEASE). It is incredibly rude to do that, and honestly makes us look really bad as a fandom. Hell, it could even discourage the production from traveling (I don’t know if that’s a real consequence, but it’s a very scary thought to me). With any luck, they’ll make an official recording like the Japanese productions did, but I honestly don’t have high hopes. I mainly reblogged that “please illegally record the show” post to jokingly express my despair at not being able to see it myself. *still dying from Death Note nerd despair*. I apologize for even indirectly encouraging it. *bows contritely*

To the people who are lucky enough to go to this fucking amazing event, have a blast and don’t be an obnoxious pest! Don’t ruin it for anyone else please, even if you think you’re doing us a favor. If this is successful enough, it could eventually travel to more and more accessible places! I want this thing to make money! I’ve been in this fandom for almost 20 years. I can be patient. 😅

*prays fervently that they at least release an official CD please please please I want this thing PLAYING IN MY CAR*

[sablesfables]

Day 21!

I drew @dillyfirestarter 's oc Elliot!! I'm gonna make a quick headcanon that when Elliot smiles(genuinely) he blushes automatically, not necessarily out of bashfulness. It may just be something that happens! And the when he blushes his ears turn red, idk why but it just makes sense to me. Anyway I love this guy!

[radical-rad1986]

I just got, like, Esca fandom meta fed through the next month. Excellent thoughts Dilly!

Lord Dracufolken

Small something for a friend, she is the biggest Folken fan I know.

Personally I never really got Vans brother. He says one thing, but his actions speak another language. Tbh I do not believe he is completely sane, Zaibach must have brainwashed him somehow 🤨

In addition I Wonder a few things: why was he rescued/abducted by Dornkirk and his gang? Was it on purpose and did they wait for him to fail his ritual? Or did they just stumble over his dying body during a company field trip and thought: why not? He looks smart…

What exactly did he learn during his studies? He always seems to know more than he says.

I did not like his death at all. First it just came across super clumsy and second it was the easiest solution. He sinned and therefore dies during what almost looked like seppuku.

[esca-ss]

Creator: butzelbovat

This is my gift for @dillyfirestarter.

one again i am sorry for my delay and I hope she likes it :)

[yearlyesca]

Sorry y'all, I've been having a rough time. Author: Work --- > Artist: Work seven: Footsteps @mirimiramiri: M, C, & M @ruinsoftime: Liminal @dillyfirestarter butzel: A Story of L & D @labeckinator: F, N & E ashteroid (stand by) mirimiramir

Artists: If I haven't told you already, please take through the month of September for your piece.

[gigantomachy1916]

tag people you would like to get to know better

Thank you to both @god-of-this-new-blog and @quicktimeeventfull for tagging me! Not only am I answering the questions, but also I'm adding some gratuitous gifs because I'm extra like that.

1. Three Ships 

L/Misa from Death Note, obviously. Right now I'm also obsessed with Eve/Villanelle from Killing Eve, though I've never written for them because I'm intimidated by all the amazing fics already out there. And finally, Fleabag/Hot Priest from Fleabag, yes I'm still not over them.

Here is a Villaneve gif because I love them.

2. First Ever Ship

Okay to be honest it was Spuffy (Spike/Buffy from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) back when I was like 13, and I still ship them. Spike was one of my first fictional crushes ever and I never recovered. I don't care if he's like 60 now, James Marsters can GET IT.

3. Last Song

"Mary Magdalene" by FKA Twigs, I've been listening to nothing but her all day. She's my dream woman tbh. Go watch her KEXP performance of "Two Weeks" on Youtube and tell me you're not in love with her.

4. Last Movie

Nope. It was my least favorite Jordan Peele movie I've seen so far, but that's just a testament to how much I loved Get Out and Us. It was still an okay movie.

5. Currently Reading 

Right now, I'm reading Interview with the Vampire and re-reading A Song of Ice and Fire.

6. Currently Watching 

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, tbh it's very good research for writing Misa, and I don't mean that in a derogatory way. Amazing show. Also 30% of the reason I watch is because Rachel Bloom is hot.

7. Currently Consuming 

Sushi from the grocery store and salt n vinegar chips and a hard cider. Treating myself.

8. Currently Craving

Physical touch tbh. I'm living far away from my partner and best friends for work reasons for a bit, so no one has touched me in weeks. I want a HUG. I want CUDDLES. I want someone to LIE DIRECTLY ON TOP OF ME AND SQUISH MY SOUL BACK INTO MY BODY. I want to get RAILED.

9. Tagging

@dillyfirestarter @litterateur97 @herembers @iamredby @aquaflora17 @rottentiger-art @cherrygirl-28 @dirt-apple-productions @redcrewmate

[herembers]

Let’s work this out 😔🙏 @dillyfirestarter

[13eyond13]

I’m not even going to go anon because you’ll know who I am but:

Bloz 2023 opinions on Loichiro

And for a little extra:

Misa/Matsuda

ahahaha of course I know it's you dilly, you iconic Loichiro head you

Ok so. I have something of a ridiculous phobia of shipping Soichiro FOR REAL with anybody other than his wife??? It's like I don't want the ultimate straitlaced disappointed dad to find out I ever had impure thoughts involving him and somebody he wasn't already betrothed to, 😆 HOWEVER! I do find it hilarious to imagine Light's reaction to L having a crush on a very oblivious Soichiro, or maybe even deliberately trying to provoke Light by ominously hinting that he does.

It reminds me a lot of this classic lil video whenever I run through the scenario in my head:

MisaxMatsuda: love seeing two of the only cheerful extroverts in this series full of gloomy grumpasauruses get to have some fun together! Love that Matsuda is such a huge fan of Misa's as well. I haven't thought about it ever much deeper than that, but I definitely don't mind it and will give it a mild thumbs up hahaha

[secretshinigami]

Mama Misora

Author: @realtruesuccessor

For: @dillyfirestarter

Characters: Naomi Misora, Original Child Character, Original Villain Character, Kira (mentioned)

Rating/Warnings: Teen and Up Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply

Prompt: Naomi, alive and well several years after the show, has to pick up her gun once more and strap her baby to her back to go fight crime.

Author’s notes: Sorry for the wait! This was such a fun prompt to write, and I hope you enjoy reading the fic as much as I enjoyed writing it!

When Naomi Misora gets the call, her first instinct is to say no - and so, that’s exactly what she does. “No,” she tells the FBI assistant director on the other end of the line. “I’m not a field agent anymore.”

The man protests loudly, but Naomi tunes him out. She glances down at her young daughter, Kiko, who is eating mushy sweet cereal out of a brightly-colored plastic bowl. Naomi smiles softly and runs her hand over Kiko’s soft black hair. As Kiko eats messily, the man’s harsh tone becomes background noise through the speakers of the phone.

Just as Naomi is about to end the call, the man says, “We’ve already sent a car to bring you to the train station.”

Naomi sighs and feels her eyebrows draw together into a scowl. “I’ve already told you, I can’t do this,” she snaps. Her patience is wearing thin. “I’m a single mother to a three-year-old girl, and I have no family to support me here.”

“Bring her along! I don’t care!”

The line clicks, and silence follows.

Frustrated and pressured, Naomi goes to find Kiko’s baby carrier before the car shows up at their small home.

The car ride to the train station is quick and smooth, but the train ride into the city is long and tedious. Naomi spends most of her time staring out the window, watching the trees. Kiko sleeps beside her, leaning against her. For most of the trip, the ride is quiet and peaceful, save for the soft clacking of the train in motion. 

Towards the end of the line, as they approach the big station in the heart of the bustling city, a single young man boards the train. He’s blond-haired and blue-eyed, wearing an oversized sweatshirt with bold words printed across the chest. Naomi recognizes the expression as a pro-Kira slogan. She reaches out and wraps a protective arm around Kiko as the young man walks by their seat.

“Ugh, there are too many people on this train,” he mutters to himself as he walks down the aisle. 

Naomi hears him sit down a few rows back from where she sits with Kiko.

A few minutes later, Naomi stands up and straps Kiko to her back. She approaches the door to the train as it slows to a stop. Behind her, she hears the other passengers begin to stand up and prepare to exit the train as well.

“Outta my way!” A now-familiar voice yells through the crowd of passengers. “Move!”

Naomi turns around and looks for the source of the commotion. Sure enough, the Kira supporter from earlier is pushing past the other passengers in an attempt to get to the front of the crowd. He shoves a small, dark-haired woman out of his way, and she bumps into someone else in turn.

“Hey!” The woman yells, glaring daggers at the Kira supporter. “Watch yourself!”

The young man turns back to look at her, and from this angle, Naomi can’t see his face. “What was that? Was that a threat, you–” His tone is angry; there’s a personal viciousness in the way he speaks to the smaller woman.

Kiko’s whimpers draw Naomi’s attention away from the encounter. Her daughter’s tiny hands reach up and grip the sleeve of Naomi’s black sweater. “Mama, they loud,” Kiko complains.

“Excuse me, can you please be quiet? Your noise is bothering my daughter,” Naomi speaks sharply. Her gaze rests firmly on the young man.

He turns to look at her, anger flashing in his blue eyes. He opens his mouth to say something, but hesitates once he notices Kiko sitting in her carrier, staring at him with wide dark eyes. An awkward silence stretches between them.

“Thank you,” Naomi says gently, just as the train doors slide open.

The man’s eyes return to Naomi, and he scowls fiercely at her. “Whatever, lady,” he grumbles, pushing past her. He steps out onto the platform and disappears into the dense crowd of people.

~

The assistant director glances at Kiko, who stares back at him with innocent dark eyes. He frowns at the toddler. “You brought her here?” He asks, although he can clearly see the child in front of him.

Naomi scowls at him. “That’s what you told me to do.”

Their conversation quickly turns to the case at hand, although Naomi doesn’t miss the way her superior keeps glaring at her child.

“We’re looking for a domestic terrorist,” the man explains, sliding a pile of photos and documents across his desk. “We’ve been monitoring his social media movements, and we gathered that he’s planning an attack on Public Square tomorrow night.”

Naomi takes the documents and begins to flip through them. Her careful eyes scan for any glaring clue or hint that the other agents might have missed. She stops flipping when she notices a manifesto, littered with obvious misspellings, that had been posted to the terrorist’s social media.

“What do you know about his motives so far?” Naomi asks as she reads the manifesto silently to herself. From Naomi’s lap, Kiko glances at the paper, and her tiny face scrunches together in a confused expression.

The assistant director clears his throat. “Well, based on his social media activity, we’ve gathered that he’s probably an extreme evangelist–”

“You’re wrong,” Naomi says, interrupting the man.

“Huh?”

“He’s not an evangelist. There’s no mention of the Christian God in this manifesto, only vague references to a savior figure. Also, there’s a particular focus on crime and justice throughout the post, which suggests something else entirely.”

The man seems flustered for a moment. His eyes are wide, and he blinks a few times before he gathers himself. “What does that suggest?”

Naomi looks at the man in the way an adult might look at a particularly foolish child. “You’re looking for a Kira supporter,” Naomi explains, slow and tense.

“Are you sure?”

Before Naomi can say anything, Kiko speaks up. ���Mama, those words are wrong!” She exclaims, fidgeting anxiously on Naomi’s lap. She points a single, pudgy finger at the paper. “Bad words!”

Naomi smiles fondly at her daughter. “She’s right,” Naomi says, “Each sentence has one misspelled word, and when you combine the first letters of each misspelled word, you get another message. K-I-R-A-W-I-L-L-R-I-S-E. Kira will rise.”

As soon as Naomi and Kiko solve the message, the field office starts to boom and pulse with heightened activity. Agents rush in and out of various rooms and offices, making preparations to apprehend the domestic terrorist. The “rise” part of the message implies that the attack will come from the sky, or somewhere up high, so the agents prepare to storm the skyscraper closest to Public Square.

The next day, Naomi finds herself standing with a group of agents in the Prometheus Building. Kiko is strapped to her back, and her firearm is strapped to her hip. Bright sunlight shines through the large glass windows of the building, and Naomi peeks outside to catch a glimpse of Public Square; the streets are bustling with people.

“So high up!” Kiko exclaims in wonder. “They look like ants!”

Naomi has to agree; they are very high above the crowd of people moving around below them. The people resemble tiny bugs, small dark dots dancing through the streets of the city. Something shifts in the pit of her stomach. A chill runs up her spine, despite the warmth of Kiko’s tiny body against her back.

“Kiko,” Naomi begins, her voice strained, “When someone rises up, where do they start?”

Kiko fidgets a bit before she responds. “Um, the ground?” She says, her tiny voice soft and uncertain.

Naomi rushes away from the window, and finds the leader of the operation. He’s a tall man with short dark hair, and Naomi gets the distinct impression that he’s ex-military. “Agent Bradley, we need to head down to the basement,” she says, stepping into his field of view. “We were wrong. The target isn’t at the top of the building, he’s under it.”

Bradley looks at Naomi with distaste. His eyes flick over her shoulder, and Naomi is suddenly filled with the instinct to shield her child from view. She fights the urge.

“Sir, we need to–”

“I heard you the first time, Agent Misora,” Bradley snaps. “The team will remain here, and carry out the operation as planned.”

“But–”

Bradley doesn’t entertain any more of her protests. He walks away, and begins conversing with another male agent.

Naomi narrows her eyes, sending a sharp glare at his back. 

A small finger taps at Naomi’s shoulder. “Mama?” Kiko whines nervously. “What’s goin’ on?”

Instead of answering, Naomi tightens the strap of the carrier to make sure that Kiko is secure. She pulls out her firearm and checks to make sure that the weapon is loaded and ready. Then, she turns abruptly and walks purposefully out of the room. No one says anything to her as she leaves.

A few minutes later, the elevator of the Prometheus Building opens at the basement level. Naomi steps out of the brightness of the elevator, leaving the soft classical music and warm tones behind her as she enters the cold, dark basement. 

Kiko shivers at the damp chill in the air, but she knows better than to be noisy while Mama is working. 

It doesn’t take too long for them to find the target. He’s standing in front of a large metal furnace. His silhouette is dark against the bright glow of the huge heater. He faces the warmth. His face is hidden from view, but Naomi can see the back of his head. He doesn’t react as she approaches him.

Naomi raises her weapon, aiming squarely at the target’s back. “Austin Dean, you’re under arrest. Put your hands in the air and turn around slowly.”

The target startles, nearly jumping out of his own skin. He raises his hands in the air and turns slowly, just as Naomi instructed him to do. When he catches sight of her, alone and with a toddler strapped to her back, his eyes go wide in surprise. “You’re the lady from the train,” he says, as his eyes flick from her to Kiko and back again.

“You have the right to remain silent,” Naomi reminds him, taking a few steps forward. Her gun never wavers from its aim directly in the middle of his chest. “Anything you say can, and will, be held against you in a court of law.”

Dean’s familiar blue eyes narrow as he assesses the situation. He lowers one of his hands and reaches for something in his back pocket. 

Before Dean can grab whatever he was reaching for, Naomi hits him with a roundhouse kick to the temple. Her shoe slams into the side of his head, and his entire body twists with the impact. He crumples to the ground, out cold. 

“Well, that was easy,” Naomi observes as she squats down next to Dean’s unconscious body. She squints at his face, and confirms that he is the young man from the train, the Kira supporter who had been extremely rude to her and the other passengers. She reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small detonator, securing it in her own jacket pocket.

Kiko giggles happily and kicks her feet. “Mama, so cool!”

Naomi takes out her phone, punches a number into the keypad, and raises the device to her ear. “Hello, Assistant Director? The target is secured.”

Hours later, after giving a full report to her superiors, Naomi finds herself back on the train, heading home. She doesn’t regret shunning all of the thanks and praise after her successful capture of the target. All of the awards and honors in the world don’t compare to the feeling of finally going home, being whisked away from the danger and violence, with Kiko sleeping peacefully at her side.

[mirimiramiri]

What if... courage?

Episode 3 of my little comic.

It was fun and torture, like always. Not a fan of Guymilef drawing, although Escaflownes design is breathtaking.

It is also on Tapas, there you can find the last part of the last episode as well:

Many big thanks to @eireanness, @katiajewelbox, @dillyfirestarter and @coverteyes and whoever is reading this!

I used, again, screenshots from the series, the app magic poser (best tip ever, Dilly!). The letters from the bginning are Tabor Sinfonia, I love them, the F looks like a little dragon.

[litterateur97]

Tag people you would like to get to know better

Thanks for the tag @gigantomachy1916! I'm always happy to talk about my interests lol!

1. Three Ships

L x Misa obvi, my otp. They live in my head rent free 24/7. Zuko x Sokka is another big ship for me. I've always loved both characters a lot and the episode Boiling Rock changed me as a child. Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy is also a huge obsession of mine. I love both characters separately, but together they are just so perfect. I really feel like they balance each other out and help each other's character development. I never write for zukka or harlivy like I do for lawmane, mostly because I'm intimidated, but I have little stories in my head about them as well.

2. First Ever Ship

I'm pretty sure my first ever ship was Kim Possible x Ron Stoppable. I really wanted them to end up together and I remember being so excited when they finally kissed in the movie. I kinda want to go back and watch the show and see if I still love it as much as I did as a kid.

3. Last Song

No Rain by Blind Melon. One of my all time favorite songs and I often listen to it when I've been going through it. I really identify with this song and yeah this year has already been off to a rough start for me.

4. Last Movie

The last movie I watched was Bullet Train and I really enjoyed it! It was a really funny action movie and I really liked most of the cast! Aaron Taylor Johnson and Brian Tyree Henry were definitely my favorites, all of their scenes together were just fantastic!

5. Currently Reading

I'm currently reading Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers. It's a really sweet and cute lesbian romance and I'm enjoying it a lot so far! I'm also catching up on a few different fanfics, one for literati called lux et veritas and it is sooo good and super in character.

6. Currently Watching

A few different things, mainly focused on The Last of Us show right now, which I am very much enjoying. I'm also watching Abbott Elementary, which is fantastic, You season 4, which has been interesting, and SaikiK, which is absolutely hilarious.

7. Currently Consuming

I just ate some chicken pita Mediterranean meal that I made myself. It was very good and I'm very proud of myself and my cooking skills.

8. Currently Craving

Zaxby's. I fucking love their fried chicken and zax sauce. I am always wanting Zaxby's, but I don't have the money to eat out 😭.

9. Tagging

@barlee--mars @blondiest @balsemicvinegar @cryptid-in-the-labyrinth @citruscloudsandmoon @dillyfirestarter @ecolekua @fengsuave123 @fuu-miku @herembers @iamredby @knowingoverseer @kartyboomz @mere-mortifer @nomorification @puffballlofdoom @redcrewmate @rottentiger-art @s-k-e-t-c-h-y-artist @witchxmom And anyone else who is interested in answering!

[ruinsoftime]

Tagged by @ooceriseoo​  (Thanks! I'm a bit surprised haha)

🎶Shuffle Tag!🎶

Shuffle your library, list ten songs, tag people.

(I have lots of playlists so I'll use the one I've been listening to)

The 69 Eyes - Lost Boys

Long Distance Calling - Lines

Ghost - Phantom of the Opera

Leprous - Running Low

Gloryhammer - Keeper Of The Celestial Flame Of Abernethy

Halestorm - Heavy MeNtal (Fuck Yeah)

Hollywood Undead - Evil

Underworld - and the colour red

IAMX - I Come With Knives

Seafret - See, I'm Sorry

Now I'll tag... @coverteyes @mirimiramiri @fayrinferno @luinfanel @bi-sanddancer @sisterreisaid @katiajewelbox @dillyfirestarter

And everybody are invited to participate and share too!

[5percentkira]

Taken from @kiranatrix.I don't participate enough & thank you for the open invite to anyone reading.

Last song: Always by Erasure

Last movie: K-PAX

Last show: Alice in Borderland, s2

Currently watching: The Office (one of many rewatches & on s4)

Currently reading: The Stand by Stephen King, Death Note manga, and ready to start either The Fellowship of the Ring or Sybil.

Current obsession: FFXIV & Death Note (one might even say I’ve combined the two..)

Tagging friends & a few of numerous appreciated humans within the DN community (with zero pressure): @llawlieta @craetor @dillyfirestarter @faded-smiles @god-of-this-new-blog @mihaelkeehl @13eyond13 and to keep the vibe alive, anyone else who may be reading this & wants in.