#lawlight x reader

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I LOVE UR HCS PLSL MAKE MORE 🗣🙏🙏

i gotchu! lmk if you want the same or different characters bc i was thinking abt doing sm for light

l lawliet x fem! reader hcs

warnings: smut, overstimulation, food play, kind of angsty if you squint, au where he doesn’t die

nsfw under the cut

• yk unlike the other characters i feel like there’s a lot of ways you two could’ve met

• you could’ve been at wammy’s, light’s school, an assistant, etc etc but for plot’s sake, you guys met during the kira case with you as a task force member

• you’re smart but you can tell when an idea needs to be altered, he silently takes notice of that and pays more attention to you

• sometimes you’d catch him just staring at you, but he’s an odd character to begin with so you just brush it off

• when you two miraculously get a second in private, he ends up being the one to ask you out

• not immediately tho, like you have to know the man for at least a year or two before he even considers it

• like it’s dead silent in the room after matsuda and the others head home and he just starts talking and it catches you off guard

“y/n?”

“hm?”

“there’s something i want to discuss with you.”

“what’s that?”

• you’re patient with him, since the man has no idea how to vocalize his thoughts in situations like these

“i think i’m developing feelings for you.”

“oh, me too.”

• the exchange is straightforward and to the point, and he appreciates that you feel the same

• you two agree to keep things private

• less because you guys don’t want people finding out and more for safety concerns

• sometimes it bums you out a bit because you wish the two of you could go out on dates like normal couples do

• but then you get back home and find a bouquet and your fav sweet on the counter and you realize you wouldn’t have it any other way :3

• you’re friends with watari too, and he comes in and checks on you two smtimes when you’re in his office

• he’s a workaholic, but he’s exceptionally good at making time for you as well, considering how smart he is

• sometimes you pick him up a sweet from the store and get to headquarters like an hour early so you have a chance to see him alone before the day starts

• parallel play is a big factor in your relationship, like he’s working while you’re doing something in the same room w some small talk here and there

• and if you ask him to, he’ll always take a quick break and give you some attention

• last thing he’d wanna do as a partner is make you feel neglected, right? he’s so sweet i love him

• kisses are fleeting, kinda like near, but less uncommon

• whenever you two are alone, he’ll always kiss you at least once, whether it’s your hand or your face

• the most emotion you’ll ever see out of him is when you kiss him or hug him

• it’s subtle but his eyes soften a bit, kinda like when misa kissed him in that one episode

• he waits for what feels like forever, but eventually he does tell you his real name

• he just wanted to be sure he really is as in love with you as he feels like he is, since he’s never really been one to put his heart over his head

• would probably still be after the case is over, just to be safe

• sex

• funny enough, i feel like you’d be his first time, which makes him love you even more

• he doesn’t seem like the type to seek that stuff out

• yk until you guys start dating and it kinda hits him that he could literally just ask to have sex with you

• which is what he always does, we love a consensual king

• has a low libido, but one of his favorite things to do if you have a higher libido is overstimulating you

• like he’s fingering you and curling them into that exact same spot, drawing out orgasm after orgasm from your aching body

“i’ve got you, just give me one more..”

• as for oral, he’s 50/50 when it comes to giving or receiving

• well maybe 51/49, he rlly likes eating you out

• will have your legs shaking afterwards every single time guaranteed

• apparently it’s canon he can tie a knot into a cherry stem w his tongue so best believe he WILL get you where you need to be

• he’s really gentle with you, even when he’s overstimulating you, his movements are always soft even when they speed up over time to get you closer

• he rlly is the sweetest, sex with him will make you feel so loved and appreciated, which is exactly what he wants to get across :3

• his words are gentle too, everything he says in that charming fucking voice is just so ughh

“shh, just breathe..”

“that’s my girl, just hold it a little longer. you can do that for me, can’t you?”

• would be into food play on a rare occasion

• definitely a whimperer when you give him head, i don’t make the rules

• overall he’s incredibly careful and shows you just how much he cares about you

• i feel like he’s into reading!

• like you’re asleep with your head on his shoulder, and he has one arm around you and the other’s holding a book and skimming through the pages until he’s ready to sleep too

• plays with your hair

• no matter what length or texture it is, whenever you guys are alone, he’ll js have a hand running through it

• you play with his too, and it’s rlly soft considering how little effort he puts in to actually take care of it

• would be into bands like the cranberries and the sundays

• idk it’s js the style of their music that makes me think of him

• before the case was over, sometimes you’d have nights where you couldn’t sleep from how worried you were

• worried that something would slip up and that kira would get to him, that anytime you’d see him would be the last

• but on nights like those, he was always incredibly reassuring, touched that you even care about him that much

“what are you doing up so late?”

“..i couldn’t sleep, can i stay with you?”

“you don’t have to ask, come here.”

• and he sits you on his lap and plays with your hair, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he works until you fall asleep in his arms

• you’re such a new feeling to him, he’s never wanted to put anything over work before, much less something as unreliable as a person

• but you’ve earned his trust and his love, and he’s never gonna let you forget <3

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The Unconventional Affections of L (SFW)

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Silent staring. Bunch of it

Parallel play. Perfectly fine with being in the same room with you doing his own thing as you do yours. If his work is movable you might be surprised he quietly migrated into the room you were in alone and is working away.

Elsewise in shared activities or alike he is in close proximity. No further away than arms length. Just very close

Will find stray threads on your clothes to pull at, or a strand of hair, jewelry, piercings, scars, and lightly poke at them or run his finger around it. No eye contact necessary, just need to be nearby

Traces the features of your face repeatedly. Usually eye contact and silence or a conversation that has nothing to do with what he's doing

In private spaces where there's no observers he butts his head against you, once, and leaves himself still wherever he got you

Uncommon occasions he'll lay himself across your lap on his own terms but he's a little stiff about it initially. It's something he wants to do but doesn't quite get he's not supposed to be stiff

Likely wants his hair played with but sometimes he just takes your hand and studies it like he does your face

Not one to sleep at night normally, so sometimes he'll talk to you until you fall asleep. Just sitting next to you on the bed

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

L Lawliet X F!Reader Smut Oneshot

VERY SMUTTY SMUT, 18+

FINALLY finished! This was so fun to write, but I've been so distracted recently that I haven't been able to work on any of my hobbies. I apologize for going AWOL for like, what, a month? Anyway, hopefully finishing this will be the start of bringing writing back in my life. Enjoy, L fans, and let me know if you have ideas for more!

Warnings/contents: Oral (reader recieving), PinV, cowgirl, happy trail, slight amounts of biting, and a very tired man

L has been working far too much, and it's showing. Not only has he not been leaving the CTV screens, he's stopped sleeping all together. Not even at his seat. For someone so smart, you'd think he'd know to take better care of himself.

Well, tonight, he's finally returned to your shared bedroom, only to retrieve some important flash drive. You were laying upside down on the bed, your legs propped up on the headboard and your hands busy with a rather riveting game of snake.

As soon as you heard him walk in, you perked up, flipping around and watching him with intent, your phone playing a sad little song at your loss of the now irrelevant game. "Hey! are you done working?"

He had his hands in his pockets, his steps light but slow as he felt weighed down by his lack of energy. "I'm never done working," he answered simply, walking to the nightstand and crouching down in front of it.

He opened a drawer, which contained a safe. He typed in the 12 digit code, opening it and finding a few small files and three flash drives...none of which were the right one. "I put it right here...did you take the red drive from this safe," he asked with slightly narrowed eyes, turning to the left to face you.

"No...is something missing?"

He examined you from the top of your head to the tips of your toes, taking in everything about you. This was the problem, he could never tell if you were lying. Whether it was that he was so infatuated with you he couldn't imagine you lying to him, or if you were simply that good, It was frustratingly inconvenient. Perhaps you simply never lied...that was the delirium from not sleeping speaking, most definitely.

"Are you lying," he asked simply.

"No, unfortunately. I wish I had it...I can help you look," you say sweetly.

"I will find it myself...thank you," he nodded, throwing the polite thanks on the end.

"If you say so," you say in obvious skepticism.

He stands back up, looking down at you as you laid back once more. "Do you doubt my ability," he asked challengingly.

"Well...no...It's just..." you look back up at his big, tired eyes, his face discreetly shifting back and forth between curiosity and annoyance.

You look back to your phone. "You've been so tired, you're running on fumes...I just don't think you're in the right place to be effectively searching for and finding things...or, remembering where you put things...or...doing detective work..."

Silence.

You slowly look back up at him, already wincing at how he must look. When your eyes met his, he just seemed...surprised?

"Do you really think my lack of sleep is affecting my efficiency in a palpable way?" He seemed to be considering the notion.

"I do. Very much so."

"Well...I don't have time to sleep," he mused lowly.

you could work with this. "Would you at least shower? It could help you relax, get your mind off things. It'd only take, like, what, 20 minutes?"

He thought about this.

"I suppose it may assist me in 'getting my mind off things'," he sighed. "Fine. But I'd like you to look for that flash drive while I'm gone," he said firmly. Even without the team around, he still acted like he was your boss. You looked up at him with raised brows.

"...please." This energy deficit was making it harder to engage in social conventions, it took a level of consciousness he did not have currently. Another reason he needed sleep.

"Sure," you said with a smile, sitting up. "Go on, go shower, I'll start looking right now," you assured, standing and guiding him to the bathroom. He walked on his own, shutting the door behind him.

You sighed, turning to face the room, scanning it, your brow furrowed. Then, the water turned on. You glanced to the door. You could hear the rhythm of the raining droplets interrupted by him getting in.

With a deep breath, you relax, walking to the nightstand and opening it back up. You typed in the code to the safe, It was a seemingly randomized combination of the numbers within you and Watari's respective birthdays.

Reaching into your bra, you pulled out the flash drive, placing it atop everything else. You'd have to confess and apologize later, for tricking him. You really just needed a reason to get him away from his computer.

With a satisfied huff, you laid back down, continued your game of snake, and waited for him to get out.

fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door gently pushed open, and out L walked, seeming slightly better. he had a towel wrapped loosely around his hips, a slight and sparse amount of black hair barely visible above the pristine white of the fabric. Another towel was slung around his shoulders, catching the water dripping from his spiked black hair.

perfection.

You sat on the edge of the bed, smiling happily at him. "Hey, how do you feel? Better? About the flash-"

"I'd like to have sex."

Your mouth hung open for a moment, the suddenness shocking you. You supposed it was because he was lacked so much energy before, because him being so direct wasn't rare in the slightest. Meanwhile, he simply stared at you, waiting for a proper response.

"Right...right now?"

"Do you have any other plans?"

"Well, no," you say, laughing a little. "I thought you were tired. You should be tired."

"I am tired, but I've come to the conclusion that sex with you would be beneficial, more so than the shower, and more time efficient than proper rest."

You just laughed even more, giggling at his frankness. "Sure, yeah...so, I'm assuming you'll want to get straight to things? make it quick?" Nothing was unexpected with him, that was for sure.

"Well...not without foreplay. I'm not completely helpless," he muttered, his brows furrowing slightly at the insinuation he wouldn't. He could tell that's what you were thinking.

"Is that so? Here I was, thinking you'd leave me high and dry," you tease.

He took a step closer, before putting his foot up and onto the bed next to you and leaning over you. His hands were at his hips, the natural placement for him after so much time putting them in his pockets. "Do you think that lowly of me," he asked softly. His eyes were half lidded, staring deep into yours as if he were reading your soul, and his lips were parted, slowly taking in air, his breath warm against your face, so impossibly close to you.

Your skin was warming, blood rushing to your cheeks and nose as you take in the sight before you. Then, you smile, bringing your hands to cup his face. "You're trying too hard," you taunt, planting a gentle kiss on his lips. He closed his eyes, and when you pull away he leans in farther for a beat, as if he's trying to chase you. His serious expression disappears, and he sits up just a little more. "Am I," he asked, genuinely, cocking his head a little in curiosity.

He just makes you giggle, he's so funny without even realizing. "Yes," you laugh jokingly, nodding for a moment before you calm down. Then you lean in a little more, glancing down at the foot propped up on the bed, and quietly say, "No. It's nice, fun...but, I'd rather you just be yourself." You tilt your head up, your lips brushing against his, before you give him a true kiss.

He closes his eyes, a shiver running up his spine, and when your mouth opens to slide your tongue across his bottom lip, he gladly opens his own. Your hands stay to the sides of his face, and his eventually make their way to your shoulders. You stop for a moment, scooting backward. Without even thinking, he sits completely on the bed, just to follow your lips, and as a reward you waste no time kissing him again.

You stay like that for a while, making out while he sort of straddles your legs in his usual crouch, until he moves past your mouth and to your jaw. It surprises you for a moment, but you quickly adjust, your hand moving to his damp hair to steady yourself.

He leaves wet, meaningful kisses up your jawline, his hand sliding up to your neck to hold you in place. "Did you know," he starts, planting a kiss to the spot where your ear meets your jaw. "That the ear is one of the most sensitive parts of the body," he finishes, kissing at the shell of your ear and sucking on your lobe for a moment. He wasn't even trying to be overly sexy, at least not in his words, you could tell he simply said it because your ear made him think of it, but the candidness of this moment that was so L made you melt...especially because of his soft, low voice.

"Is that so," you ask, your voice wavering a little.

you could feel his smile against the skin of your ear as he left another impassioned kiss to the shell. "It appears it is," he hummed, his voice dropping ever so slightly. Maybe he was trying.

You could do nothing but let out a nervous giggle, your back arching upward until your chest met his. You turned your head, your ear no longer accessible to him, and planted a kiss to the side of his neck. You could feel him stiffen, his breath catching in his throat. You kissed him again, this time slowly, and his hand moved to be in your hair, the other planted firmly on the top of your hip to steady himself.

You take the moment to remove the towel around his waist, glancing down to see just what you were working with...and there he was.

He was fully erect, around 6 inches, the pale pink tip beading with pre. Perfect. You almost reached out to touch him, to please him, but...

Finally, and rather suddenly, he mutters, "Sit back....please."

You don't argue, you just...do. You sit back from him. You could have kept going, just to tease him, but just in case he was overwhelmed, you sat back.

He wasn't overwhelmed, to your delight, and you knew because he leaned forward and brings his lips to your clavicle, placing a gentle but impassioned kiss there. He hears your breath catch, and as he looks up at you with his usual moon-eyed stare, he catches the way your nostrils flare, and your lips part. "You are aroused," he states softly, his hands running up your sides and under your shirt.

"I am," you titter, his cool hands sending a shiver up your spine as you watch him intently.

"If you take your shirt off, I may be able to assist you," he hums sarcastically, a slight, gentle smile across his face.

You roll your eyes, a big smile on your face as you remove your shirt, setting it aside. You take your bra off too, and your pants for good measure. The only thing left on you is your underwear, something that, as he trails feather light kisses down the valley of your breast and the center of your abdomen, he carefully removes with his thumbs and index fingers. By now, he's on his knees and bent forward completely, his hands holding your legs apart as he brings himself to be face to face with your aching folds.

he gazes up at you, not in question but in curiosity, almost a way to tease you. do you want this? how badly? you really want this, don't you?

He slowly licks his lips as his eyes flick back down to what was before him. He sticks his tongue out, giving a long, tentative lap up from your entrance to your clitoris. as his tongue slides up your clit, beneath the hood, your hips buck, just enough to let him know you're excited. With that, his lips lock onto it, his eyes half lidded as he lavishly sucks and laps, soft groans reverberating through you ever so gently as he pleasures you.

He always seems to enjoy this as much as you do, and with each moan you release, he responds to you with a particularly angled prod of his tongue, or a vibrating groan in return, rewarding the crescendo of your sounds.

Your hand finds its way to his hair, nestling in the soft black stands and gently pulling at the base. At the feeling, he releases a breath he seemed to have been holding, the air fanning against the skin of your thighs and lower abdomen. The sturdy grip he has on your hips tightens a little, and as your hips stutter with the eventual arrival of your orgasm, he looks back up at you, his eyes peering, examining, daring you to look anywhere but at him. You can't help but to stare back.

With one final lap of his tongue, you finish, back arching, head tossing back, your voice ringing through the room in what he can only describe as the song of the angels. He helps you through, gently sucking on your clit, and when you finally come down from it, he pulls away, licking the fluid from his chin and upper lip. It was sort of endearing, watching him do something that looked so...stupid, to put it bluntly.

You laugh despite your panting, smiling as he sits back with his knees rather relaxed compared to usual, not to his chest, although arched halfway there. "you were...considerably louder than usual. has it been a long time since you've experienced an orgasm?"

you almost wanted to chide him for asking a question that had such an obvious answer, but you supposed it was good he didn't negate the fact that you could self pleasure. "Nope. I guess you could say I've been saving myself for you," you sigh teasingly, crawling closer, over his legs, bringing your face and hips above his, respectively.

He instinctively takes your hips, looking up at you with a thoughtful expression. "Why would you do something like that," he asked disdainfully.

You laugh a little. "Does it matter?"

He pauses, looking to your hips. "I suppose not. It makes no difference to me," he muses.

You smile down at him with endearment, your hands sliding to his shoulders. No time to waste.

You lower yourself down his vehemently leaking cock, his grip tightening around you as you push yourself past his tip.

he leaned forward, his knees coming up, your body now between his chest and his legs as your hips met his. he wasn't especially girthy, but his length more than made up for it. You take in a breath, steadying on his shoulders, and slowly slide upward.

He watches with a sort of aroused fascination as you begin to ride him, his eyes not leaving the sight of your body taking his dick in and out, watching and feeling every twitch, listening to every sound, the variations, the angles, everything perceived. You wouldn't think he was enjoying himself all too much, given the fact he was only releasing tempered pants and the occasional hum, but it was his attention that gave it away. Nothing besides his work, and now you, has captured his attention so quickly and so intensely.

If he weren't so tired and in need of a proverbial "quickie," he'd have you in as many different positions as possible. He has a need to see every facet of you, to know how you look and feel and sound in every angle and situation...but, for now, the usual cowgirl will do. And it does, it does rather nicely.

He only looks up at your face when he takes notice of your own noises, growing in volume and desperation. Of course, when he looks up, he can really only see your tits, bouncing away, and he really has no choice but to lavishly suck on your nipple. a formality, truly. The sounds and expressions that elicits is simply heavenly.

He grips your hips tighter, and as the air from his nose fans across your chest, he thrusts himself up. You cry out, his tip unexpectedly hitting your cervix, and all you can do now is shift back and forth as he thrusts up, peer into his large observant eyes as he tongues your breast and uses your body as he wishes. The sight, the feeling, the sounds, it was all too much for you. You moan louder and louder, signaling an orgasm, and the moment his tip pounds a particular spot, you're done. Your hips buckle, your body shakes, and best of all for him, your walls constrict.

in mere moments after you, he begins to truly moan, his cheeks flushing as his orgasm grows closer. After one particularly fast and hard jerk of his hips, he's calling out your name, his teeth pressing into your chest as his lashes flutter, his cum releasing within you in quick spurts, riding the wave as your hips roll against his.

He said this would be quick, a way to relax while staying time efficient, but fortunately he was too tired to take his own tiredness into account. He fell completely asleep beside you, his head pressed into your chest and his legs pressed to your torso as you stroked his hair. He'd sleep for the next 14 hours, and while you got up to pick up the slack at work, get something to eat, or use the restroom, you always returned to him.

I genuinely looked like coraline's dad writing this. I had fun, but wow was I lethargic. I'd like to do this again though, hopefully when I'm feeling more determined!

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[mxnaluv]

Nurse - L Lawliet

Kinktober day 6 - Roleplaying

L Lawliet x GN!reader

Summary: After you went on a shopping spree with Misa, you found a cute nurse uniform and got the greatest idea...

Warnings: roleplaying, dressing up, L being L, mentions of food, mature content, strong language

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L was sitting on the couch his knees up to his chest like usual, eating a piece of cake when you came in with a nurse uniform on a hanger but with a twist. “L! Look at what I found while I was shopping today!” you exclaimed. You were Misa’s best friend so it wasn’t a surprise when the uniform had a goth twist to it.

“Is that a nurse uniform?” he spoke with a mouthful of cake, his wide eyes looking at you and the uniform. “That was not a good decision, what if Kira gave that to you? What if one of the employees were Kira and they sold that to you as part of their plan?”

You pouted, "Can you quit talking about that Kira person for a few minutes? I bought this so I could wear it for you!"

"For me?" he asked, suddenly interested. He put his cake down and leaned in closer. "Tell me everything," he said.

“Why don’t we do a roleplay? I’ll be the nurse and you’ll be the patient, it’ll be fun!” you spoke excitedly. 

L looked at you earnestly and asked, "Will it make you happy?" Your eyes lit up at the prospect of him fulfilling your wish, and you nodded without hesitation, "Yes! Of course! That would make me the happiest person alive."

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“L go faster!” you moaned out, your back to the couch as he fucked you. He let out a deep, throaty grunt as he quickened the pace, driving his hips faster and harder into you.

Your nurse uniform was in complete disarray as he thrust into you, his face contorting with each deep thrust. You couldn't help but lean in and kiss him as he gently pressed his lips to yours, his lips tasting sweet from the cake he was eating.

“Are you about to cum nurse?" L asked in between your sweet kisses. You nodded your head frantically while his free hand went to your sensitive spot and pleasured it. “MMh-” you moaned from the intense sensations.

L knew everything about you, from your personal tastes and habits to your most intimate secrets, even down to what makes you cum the hardest. He pulled away as he looked down at you getting fucked by his cock ���You can do it now.” 

Without any hesitation you came all on his dick, your chest heaving up and down as you tried to catch your breath while you let out a final moan “Oh L”

[rainightfalll]

AHH MISAAA

[bloodykora]

cracks in your voice

I don't know what inspired me to make this but, I did. And it's about L. It's a short lil thing.

They/them pronouns and no use of y/n (completely ambiguous)

"The person you hired has been in their bathroom for a long time Ryuzaki, and you don't seem suspicious of it at all."

The pair sit, the chain linking the two together as their chairs only sit a few feet away from each other.

The security footage of the building on one of the side screens, everyone either returning home or to their rooms in the headquarters. Light had been flickering over the footage as L re-read a french file for the third time.

Ryuzaki's eyes don't move from the computer screen at Light's voice, still concerned about the task at hand.

"Yes, they do that. Often." Somehow the flat tone of the detective somehow surprised Light even after all the months he had known L.

"Often? And you aren't even concerned, I thought you said that Kira could very well be one of the people in the taskforce which is why you came after me and Misa. And here is a person on the team doing very suspicious actions and you don't even care!"

Finally the tired eyes peel from the computer to look at the killer beside him. Clearly already over the conversation at play.

"Light. Out of everyone I assumed you would be most grateful that I do not interrogate people about being in the bathroom, just how long does Misa hide in hers in the morning?"

"Yes but her door is usually cracked open or something! I just don't understand the bias you clearly have."

L sighs, too bummed to fight against the fog brain of Kira. He debates in his mind, wondering whether it would be worth it to save you from the embarrassment if Light said something about why you were in there or the rage of Light accusing you as a traitor.

"They are crying Light." His tone is softer, delicate as if you were in the room with the two. His gaze wondering up to the ceiling of the room, staring off into space. One of the few cracks in the facade of World's Greatest Detective.

"What?"

"They cry at least once a week in there, the first time I heard it I had decided to mute their mic and not ask from then on. I had an inkling it would happen tonight as well." He pauses in his speech, thinking of the warning signs you had shown.

The fast blinking eyes that had no gaze or attention behind them at the end of the day, the slight sniffling and thick swallows during lunch. A part of you would have regretted sitting with Ryuzaki during if you knew he was aware of your patterns.

"Now I would appreciate it if you did not bring this up with anyone else. Especially them, if I could I would even ask for you to forget we ever talked about it." His thumb reaches up to his lip, pressing to it as he returns his attention to the words on the screen in front of him.

[ya9amicide]

in light yagami smut fics…is ryuk just chilling there watching?? like wtf is he doing? i need clarification otherwise i just picture him sitting in the room watching with a smile on his face-

instead of eating popcorn he’s munchin on apples💀

[lighwt]

I really want to find Sarah. If you are Sarah, please reply.

[qupiikaaa]

HELP IM BEING CANCELED ON TIKTOK FOR A POST I MADE ABOUT L(DEATH NOTE)

[lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga]

So for most of my life I’ve been called fat and ugly by other people, could you write something where L finds out someone called his s/o that

L X Reader

L when hearing someone speaking unkindly of his S/O

A/N: First off i want to let you know that Although i don't know you, I know for a fact that you're beautiful! AND DON'T YOU EVER LET ANYONE TELL YOU ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR BODY! people who feel the need to make comments about other’s appearance are simply people who aren't happy about themselves.

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 L for the most part doesn't care about what others say about him.. But let me tell you, He would not tolerate anything being said about his darling. 

“ Misa if i hear you say anything about Y/N again, there will be consequences, and i will not hesitate to go to the extreme. Be it your freedom or Light, Or both, i will take them both away.  

Will probably catch you looking at the mirror for too long sometimes and would go put up a new note on the mirror when you’re sleeping. Each saying something like: “ you’re beautiful inside and out.” “ If Aphrodite were real, she would wish to be you.” “ Are you a case? Because I would study you all night ;) .”

When you are able to finally convince this man to leave HQ and go shopping with you, this man literally worships you… But maybe a sales associate hints at you needing to shop in the larger section. 

“ Oh, that dress doesn’t come in.. well your size, I’m sure the plus size section would have something that better suits you.”

L would break his poor neck just snapping up to see who said that to you. “ Excuse me, would you like to repeat what you just said?”

“ Nothing, I was just making sure she knew where her size would be.”

L has Watari on speed dial and starts telling him to look up the woman and the company. . Within minutes L lets you know he’ll be back. Next thing you know he brings the manager over who breaks the news to the sales associate that L literally just bought the company.. ( THIS MAN HAS MONEY OKAY WE ALL KNOW THIS AND HE WILL GIVE IT ALL TO YOU) And he’s now her boss and she’s been fired. 

“ It’s never a good idea to be passive aggressive with shoppers, let alone make a comment about my significant other’s appearance but making such a passive insulting comment. That being said.. i suppose the only logical response would be firing you?"

Anytime you come and tell him about someone telling you that you’re ugly or making a comment about your weight, his first response is kind of insensitive since he’s so used to not caring about what others thought of him. “ Y/N I wouldn’t be too bothered, do they have any qualities that deem them worth caring about their words?

Don’t worry he remembers you and him aren’t the same, and he will always reassure you that you’re perfect the way you are. He doesn’t think highly of himself, so whenever he praises your beauty he puts himself down a lot with words like; “ you’re gorgeous, I’m the one who looks sickly and terrible.”

L has a list of people’s names ready to use on the death note as little dummies.. If they feel like they have the right to make those comments towards you, then he has the right to get rid of them.

[garden-bug]

Feel like it’s kinda given that you ship L x Light if you’re a death note fan but I never have.

At most I could accept that L had feelings for Light in a demiromantic/greysexual way. (Sorry I just looked these terms up hope they’re alright to use) Probably because Light’s whole thing was being evil and then gloating over L’s dead body but anyways. L however… he was like ‘ooh this guy’s smart there’s a 86.5% chance he will kill me but damn he’s smart.’ He probably wouldn’t have realised if he ever did have any feelings for Light tho ngl 😭

I wanna know if I’m alone but also other people’s take on the ship!

[what-the-stories-have-foretold]

Hi, El. Would you mind writing the second prompt in Dreams of Poetry with L Lawliet? 200 more until 1000 followers, keep up your stunning works! 🔥

Thank you 🥰

L Lawliet x reader

Navi.

Warnings: none

He had never acted this way before. His fingers shook whenever you sat close by, eyes darting nervously around when he heard your voice, body freezing up whenever your skin brushed his.

He wasn't quite sure when it started. He remembered a time when he enjoyed your company, feeling a sense of relief wash over him when the last Task Force member left the office to leave you both alone. He trusted you. He found comfort in your presence.

Then why did his heart tell him otherwise?

Erratic heartbeats were a tell-tale sign of anxiety. What had happened to him? What had happened to you? It occurred to him that you did not seem infected by whatever ailment it was that plagued him.

"Are you alright?"

His head snapped up, eyes wide as he looked at you.

"No."

"Oh. Can I help?"

You started to fiddle with your hands, nervous under his blank stare.

"I don't know how I feel."

"Do you...do you want to describe the feeling? Maybe I know?"

He hummed, tapping his lower lip with his thumb.

"Alright. My heart is beating erratically and my hands are shaking."

"Always?"

"I believe it is a feeling you evoke. I think...You may have bewitched me body and soul." His breath stuttered as realisation set in. "And I lo- I lo-..." he took a breath. "I love you. And I'm not sure...what to do?" He looked at you for help.

You smiled, taking his cold hands in yours.

"I love you too, L. Don't worry. We'll figure it out together."

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01. Blowjob (L Lawliet x Reader)

((CW: +18, oral [m.receiving], L's switchy but subs for this, nothing crazy freaky just sucking dick tbh))

(L has been having a difficult time keeping himself in check around you as of late. It hasn't gone unnoticed on your behalf. The curious questions, the rather close proximity, the "accidental" brushing against you that somehow remains consistent. You've decided to get back at L's pervert antics when everyone leaves the office for the day)

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“Are you…” L stops himself from asking his question. A stupid question. He can see exactly what’s going on.

L stares in absolute awe at the display in front of him. He watches you lower to your knees right in front of his desk, the glow from the screens barely illuminating your face.

"You're acting surprised?" you ask, "After what you've been doing the past few days with me?"

He blinks a few times as he stares down, registering the situation that's unfolding in front of him. Slowly and silently, he repositions himself to a somewhat normal sitting position, yet remains slouched still. You pull his chair closer to you, slide your hands up his thighs that spread apart on their own. Not a word of protest utters from his mouth as you're unbuttoning his pants. He watches you with interest, with a shade of red darkening his pale face, yet his attention keeps drifting between the cameras and your eyes.

You run your hand along the fabric over his half-hardened cock, taking it in your fingers and slowly stroking it, feeling it twitch under your touch. L swallows audibly, barely catching your gaze again while he watches the cameras. A tingling sensation begins taking over his whole body. The excitement of where this is heading is stealing more and more of his attention by the second.

"You’re d-distracting me, ____," he mumbles, though it doesn't sound anything like a complaint. His breathing is getting more ragged with each little teasing stroke of his growing length. One of his hands lowers to his thigh next to your free one while the other remains on the arm of the chair.

His focus breaks again when the fabric of his boxers is tugged away, exposing his hardened cock for you. You pull your hand back from his shaft to his inner thigh to instead use your tongue. A deeper sigh escapes L’s throat when you start to trace your lips against his veiny member. You leave a trail of light kisses before going in with flattened tongue from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. The salty beads of his precum spread its flavor across your wet tongue, more so when you start kissing and sucking on his tip.

L continues to attempt to monitor the cameras, failing focus every now and then to catch your lidded gaze. He's enamoured with how you look under him in his dim lighting, with your pretty lips latched around the tip of his dick, teasing him. His hand on his thigh shifts, tracing your soft fingers gently before lacing them with his own.

You start to take in more of him. You fill your mouth with him almost greedily. L's back straightened a bit as he hissed through his teeth in a deep breath. The tip of his cock is now grazing the back of your throat, making you gag a bit, but not enough to make you take less. His full attention shifts to you, wide eyes locked on to yours while his face only gets brighter in color. L can't resist this display for the life of him anymore. He squeezes your hand tighter, while his other hand grips onto the arm of the chair. Your own free hand massages his inner thigh, the thumb lightly massaging his sack in circles through his boxers.

L's stomach trembles with his breathing when you draw back on his cock, making a pop sound. You spit what's in your mouth on the tip.

"You like this?" you ask, a smile creeping on your face when fully seeing his baffled look.

He takes in a shaky breath, "...Please keep going..."

The trembling hand that held your own shifts closer. The tips of his fingers barely graze your hair, tracing along it to your cheek before wrapping around the back of your head with a guidance back down. It encourages a slightly quicker rhythm. Your now free hand wraps around the base of his cock and takes on its own rhythm, your wrist loosely twisting it up and down.

L's head tips back as he gasps under his breath. He shuts his eyes to further drown himself in this pleasure. The occasional smacking sound of wet skin when his tip pops from your mouth mixed with your moaning hypnotizes him. His legs start shaking just a bit more. You catch a glance of his whitening knuckles on the arm of the chair, but the hand on your head remains rather gentle.

"Jus-just a little faster, please..."

You keep your motion, sucking and licking his tip while you pump his cock, but pick up your motion with your hand a bit. You hear your name between L's shaky gasping repeatedly. His hand slides to the top of your head and pushes you down with more urgency.

"O–oh, god-" he whimpers,"I think I'm–mmmh–"

Despite the aching jaw, you push through to follow the encouraged pace. You keep your lips tight around his cock and pump even faster letting his cock ram the back of your throat.

The hand that was gripping the armrest flies up to his mouth to muffle his moans, the other hand shoving your head down and stuffing your throat with his length, making you gag again. The salty taste of his hot seed floods your throat in pulsing loads. It washes across your tongue and back as you continue choking down his dick. What you miss swallowing runs down your bottom lip and chin. You hold his shaking legs as steady as you can while you let him finish out his load in your mouth.

L takes a minute to catch his breath, still moaning a little as you lick up the rest of his cum off his dick. You feel his hand shift from the back of your head around to your cheek. As he looks down at you with heavy eyes, his thumb smears the trail of cum down your chin away.

“You have...surprised me, ____ ….Let me return the favor.”

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(all knowledge of head went out the window as I wrote this stg lmaooo 😭😭😭)

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

sunshine reader x L oneshot

NOT THE SMUT...but that's coming soon.

Yalllll this L smut is taking me wayyyy too long to finish, I've been hit with inspiration in the WRONG department (katsuki series), and now that's all I can think about. Until I'm able to crank out the actual L smut, have this little oneshot about joining the kira task force!

"I'm here," you announce cheerily, bursting in through the door with a big smile and a briefcase in your hands.

"Uh, sorry, who are you," Mogi asks, stopping you at the door. He had a stern look on his face, like he thought you were tresspassing.

"She is a consultant on this case," L says calmly, not turning from his place before his computer, his thumb pressed to his lips in thought, his knees to his chest.

"everyone, this is (Y/n). Make yourselves acquainted."

"A consultant?" "What do you need consulting on?" "I thought you said you didn't need anymore detectives."

L sighed, a frown appearing on his lips as he glanced back toward where the group would be. "I thought I told you to acquaint yourselves," he said tiredly. What a lovely first day.

over the next week, they did in fact acquaint themselves. You got to know everyone, especially because you lived in HQ. There was Misa, Aizawa, Chief Yagami, Matsuda, Mogi, and, of course...Light Yagami. You knew him well. Through L's retellings, anyway. Why did he tell you? Because you were dating. Plain and simple.

L hadn't told anyone on the team, for good reason...at least, it was probably good reason. Either that, or he didn't tell because no one asked. He was like that, only speaking as he pleased. It amused you, it was something that drew you to him.

Even so, they noticed when he gave you special treatment. Once, during a presumed all-nighter for the detectives, you stood from your seat next to L, Stretching and yawning.

"I'm going to head to bed." It was only 10, far earlier than any of the others dared ask to go, not wanting to seem like slackers. L looked up at you questioningly, tilting his head. "You never go to bed this early."

You shrug. "I'm tired, and if I'm too tired tomorrow, I won't be able to work as efficiently."

L sighed, looking back to his computer. "I won't stop you," he said indifferently.

You smile and thank him, standing and making your way to bed. Everyone else was flabbergasted. Matsuda stood from his desk, leaning on it with his hands as he stared at the back of L's head. "Why does she get to leave early? If any of us asked to go at a time like this, No way you'd let us!"

"Have you asked," L responded, gently spinning his chair around to face him.

"well I-...no..."

L gave him an expectant look, scratching the top of his foot with his toes.

"...can I go to bed?" everyone was watching with intrigue. Was that really all it took???

"...no."

Matsuda looked shocked. Everyone else simply went back to work, the already dingy mood dampened even further.

"It's cause she's pretty, isn't it?"

L looked up in thought, his thumb rubbing at his lips.

"Mmnnn....I suppose it is," he mused.

All matsuda could do was sit down in disbelief. "can you believe this," he asked Aizawa in a whisper. "Of course I can. That's L for you."

As another piece of evidence, he simply likes you more. He lets you talk and talk all day long about anything on your mind, when you go on food runs he actually asks you for things (He never asks the other detectives, no matter where they're going), and he shares any of his treats with you.

"I recall you saying you enjoy strawberry flavoring. Is that still accurate?" he's already cut you a sizable slice of strawberry cake, so your answer doesn't matter.

"have you ever had carambola? It's not very remarkable on it's own." Because of him, your first and only experiences with the fruit are in tanghulu form.

Anything he eats, you at minimum try.

Lastly, and most importantly, he shamelessly stares at your body. It is unbearably obvious that you distract him sometimes, when you're talking like nothing and he's watching the subtle movement of your tits, caused by your excessive gesticulations, his thumb tracing his lower lip in thought as he analyzes the exact weight they must have to move in such a way. Many of the others assume L is simply a creep, a creepy weirdo staring at the new pretty woman in HQ.

Light knows better. He knows, he can see it, there is more. It's not just lust, L is better than that, more complex. Either this is some way to trick Light, or he's doing this to benefit himself and this case in some way. There is more, and he will find out what it is.

Of course, you know better than all of them. There is more, the more is that you are together, and beyond that, there is nothing. He just finds your chest rather captivating. You can't blame him. The end.

Long story short, everyone knows he has a bias towards you, for one reason or another, and he doesn't do much to hide it. There were so many theories spread between them, and as a surprise to no one, it was filtered through misa. She knew best about this social stuff, after all.

"Do you see the way she smiles at him? They have to be dating," Matsuda whispers.

"What? No way, Girls smile at guys for more reasons than being with them," Misa scoffs.

"What if this is a test? Maybe he's testing us," Mogi puts forward.

"On what," Misa asks incredulously.

"I don't know, I'm not the genius...What do you think, Light? You're the closest to him."

"Me...? I don't know, why don't you just ask him."

ask him? To his face? No.

"Fine," Misa nods, standing from the mini huddle. Everyone watched with disbelief as she faced the two of you, working side-by-side before the CCTV footage. She pointed an accusatory finger at the two of you, her voice and expression full of pride, like she cracked some code. "Are you two dating?!"

You look at L. He doesn't look at you.

"Yes," he responds calmly.

"What? Why would you bring her here then? Don't you think Light is kira? Aren't you putting her in danger," Aizawa asks.

"You 6 are the only ones that know...excluding Watari. If She dies, please assume Light Yagami is the culprit."

Silence.

"Now, return to work," he orders, strain and annoyance in his voice from the situation. "I truly hate gossip," he grumbled to you.

taglist: @cheekyweekymouse

[the-girl-with-starry-eyes]

I just want to hug my baby boy L and tell him how much I love and adore him. ❤

[rainightfalll]

I've always loved u L <33