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L x Reader- Don't Be ShyYou sighed as Light finished ranting to Misa about something you weren't paying attention to. You sat on the other side of L, looking at the computer screens as well. You felt your eyes droop a bit. You were getting sleepy. So of course you stood from your seat, acknowledged by L's glancing in your direction before you spoke.
"I'm tired. I'm going to bed," you yawned a bit and began making your way past Misa and towards the elevator doors. Misa followed after you, waving at Light.
"I better go too! Tomorrow's shoot is bright and early so I'd better get some sleep~" she giggled as you made it to the elevator.
Before she let the doors close she teased, "Hey Light~ Want to come sleep with me tonight?"
You saw Light's embarrassed expression for a moment as he fumbled, "W-What are you talking about?"
Misa laughed, "Just kidding~! You're saving it until after we catch Kira, right? You don't have to be shy about it."
"Yes, Light, there's no need to be shy," you heard L mumble, taunting Light
Claude x Reader- Spider CasualtiesClaude sighed as he prepared his new master's lunch. Chicken salad, as she'd asked. Such a simple master. He smirked, unlike Alois, this one had a soul he craved. A stronger craving than he'd felt over Ciel's soul. He mixed the ingredients, mumbling about cobwebs and whatnot. The only thing about this master was She was a little Different.
"DAMMIT CLAUDE!" he groaned, hearing her stomp into the room. He turned to ask what she needed but instead was met with a napkin to the face.
"My la- I mean, (Name)," the butler corrected himself, picking the napkin she'd thrown at him that had fallen on the floor off of the floor. "Why did you throw this a- wait. Is that a- OHMYGOD DID YOU KILL A SPIDER!?" He fell to his knees, weeping over his fallen comrade that was now just a corpse in a napkin. "WHYYYYY!!???"
"YOU KNOW WHY! I WOULDN'T KILL YOUR FRIENDS IF THEY STAYED THE HELL OUT OF MY BEDROOM! KEEP THEM THE EFF OUT CLAUDE!" she shouted, flailing her arms as her butler wept.
LittleReaderxNordics- The Talk~13 Years Old~
Emil gulped; he couldn't believe he was seriously the unlucky one to be chanced into doing this. You see, all of the Nordics had understood that one day they would have to give (Name) the talk, so they agreed when she turned thirteen they would give it to her. Today was the day after (Name)'s thirteenth birthday and the five of them had sat down, huge blushes on each of their faces, and drawn straws for the person who was to tell her.
Well Emil got the only small straw, forcing him to trudge up the stairs with the others closely behind him for support. His face turned red all over again as Lukas, Berwald, and Tino gave him small thumbs up before he entered her room. Mathias didn't give any encouragement, for his hands were filled with his video camera.
"Hey, (Name)," she looked up from her book as Emil left the door wide open, allowing her a view of the others watching. Emil decided right then and there that it would be best to take the direct approach.
"You know what se
LittleReaderxNordics- Fish~10 Years Old~
Just another boring day to Norway. Sitting on the couch in the Nordic's living room. He was completely oblivious to (Name) walking up behind the couch with a raw fish in her hands.
"Lukas?" she called, to get his attention. He turned to raise an eyebrow at the fish in her hand. About to ask why she was carrying a fish, he was silenced as something scaly made contact with his face.
"OH MY GOD!" the normally silent country bellowed, not believing what had just happened. He had stood up by now, holding a hand to his face to feel the wetness the thing had left behind. The young girl giggled and swayed the fish in her hands.
"D-Did you just slap me With a FISH?" he gasped as he comprehended the child's strange actions.
"Yep," she chirped, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Why would you do that?" he gaped.
"Well, that's the traditional way of finding a partner in Finland," she paused to stare at him in a 'you-seriously-didn't-know-that-you-dumbfuck?' kin
LittleReaderxAustria- Roderich's Window Stalker~13 Years Old~
(Name) walked casually through the gardens of Roderich's estate, admiring the way the flowers had bloomed in the spring. She especially liked the cherry blossom tree she had gotten as a present from Japan and had headed in its general direction subconsciously. She sighed in contentment, leisurely strolling along the side of the house.
Her serene state was interrupted, however, when she saw a man. His shoulder-length blonde hair was wafting in the slight breeze and she could see him muttering something under his breath. The peculiar man was looking in the window of her father's music room. (Name) approached the man quietly, hoping to catch a bit of what he was mumbling.
"If he was closer and he wasn't such a dick, I would make him a French territory in a heartbeat," she heard him sigh dreamily in a very prominent French accent. "Oh and that face; I want to lick it." His tone had gotten a bit creepier at the end and he had what would be called a 'rape face', making
Hetalia Goes to Epcot- France (feat. England)France x Reader x England + Epcot
Yeah, what could go wrong?
"Why must we go here first, (Name)," Arthur- the personification of England- huffed, "I'm surrounded by frogs."
"The mademoiselle obviously wanted some real food," Francis- the personification of France- smirked and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
"THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH MY FOOD YOU GIT!"
"OH YES THERE IS! YOU COULD KILL AN ENTIRE ARMY WITH JUST THE SCENT OF THAT VILE GARBAGE YOU'VE DUBBED EDIBLE!"
"SHUT IT!" you screeched, causing the rivaling nations to look down at you. "We are in Epcot. I am going to have fun. And you are going to pay for everything. UNDERSTOOD?"
"Oui, ma petit chou, but why- may I ask- must we pay for everything?" Francis sighed and stared into your eyes with his gorgeous blue orbs.
"Because you're gentlemen and I'm a cabbage~"
"The hell," you heard Arthur mutter, but you ignored it and just skipped along into the France pavilion. You
Little!Reader x Austria- Curse Words~6 years old~
She rushed around the house looking for him. Peeping her head in all the rooms she passed, she still couldn't find the dark haired man. With a huff she crossed her arms and pouted, wondering with her six year old mind where he could possibly be. She beamed when she came to the answer, and rushed in the direction of his room. Why she hadn't checked there first she didn't know.
"Vatti!" she squealed in happiness and jumped on Roderich's bed, directly on top of him. He shot out of his sleep immediately with a pained sound and stopped himself from the curse word that played at his lips.
"A-Ah," Roderich gasped, trying to regain some of the breath that was knocked out of him by (Name). He reached for his glasses on the nightstand and propped them on his nose so he could gaze up at his daughter.
"W-What is it, (Name)?" Roderich asked as he lie there in stunned pain.
"I'm hungry!" she chirped and Roderich's eye twitched.
"I'm hungry!" she repeated, only to be lifted off o
LittleReaderxAustria- The Question~7 Years Old~
"Vatti," Roderich groaned at hearing his name for the millionth time.
"Vatti~ VattiVattiVatti! Vatti-"
"Good Lord, what is it?" he snapped his head from the cake he was making to his daughter. She beamed up at him, her two front teeth missing.
"Can I help? Pleasepleaseplease?" she begged and he sighed. The last time he had allowed her to help cook anything had ended in disaster and a long bath.
"Ja, when you're older," he repeated and continued his work. The girl pouted cutely and puffed out her cheeks.
"Because you'll get in a mess."
"Because you're too young."
"Because you were born only seven years ago."
"Because your mutti and vatti loved each other very much."
"Then why did they give me away?"
Roderich was dumbstruck at this question. Yes, he'd known she'd ask eventually, but he didn't expect it to come so abruptly. He hadn't even prepared for this moment, since he'd expected it to be a few more years since she'd ask.
"I- um- um-" he stumb
LittleReaderxAustria- Franz Joseph I~15 Years Old
It was just another day for (Name). She was sitting on her bed, reading one of the many books her Vatti had bought her. She enjoyed moments like this; in the serene silence that was her room.
She'd learned when she was younger what her Vatti was and that personified countries existed. Ever since then, (Name) had been surrounded by the craziness that occurred whenever a fellow nation would visit her home. She was so lost in her thoughts, enjoying her alone time, that she failed to notice the footsteps that were approaching her door. Roughly, the door flew open to reveal her very agitated father, Roderich Edelstein.
"V-Vatti?" she asked, stunned by his sudden appearance. He held up a piece of clothing and waved it in front of her face.
"What is this?" he screeched, causing (Name) to flinch. Her eyes focused on what he was holding and she felt her jaw drop, her face turning red with embarrassment. It was black, holes scattered through the fabric, and she had thrown it a
LXReader - Pocky!LXREADER POCKY!
"L, I think you should go to bed now." You said quietly. It was 3am and L was still up, sitting in front of his laptop in his hotel room searching for any clues to aid with the 'Kira' mystery.
"Hmm interesting thought but I can't. I have to find clues. You know that ______." He responded as he opened up a file on his laptop.
You sighed and stood up. You'd been sitting on the couch for a couple of hours now. As far as you knew, he hadn't slept for days. Stretching and yawning you stalked towards the
kitchen for a sugary pick me up.
"_____ can you get me something sweet please?" L asked.
You smiled slightly. He was such a sucker for sweet stuff. You opened the top cupboard and pulled out the first sweet thing you saw, pocky.
Heading back to L, you suddenly thought of an idea. You'd play the pocky game.
"Here we go L! Pocky!" you cheered as you sat beside him.
L dragged his attention away from the screen to stare at you, surprised.
"We're gonna play the pocky g
L x ReaderHumming happily, you pushed the cart chalk full of various sweets down the hall of the investigation headquarters. Usually this was Watari's job, but he looked so tired that you requested to do it. Luckily, he recognized you right away.
Opening a set of doors you see two serious looking men crowding around a computer screen with L sitting in his usual pose in the middle of all of it.
"Mr. Stalker, can you just let me go?" a high pitched voice whined from the computer. You raise an eyebrow at the computer screen, showing a blond girl fully restrained to a chair.
"'Mr. Stalker'? That's one of the kinder names you've been called," you comment, breaking the silence. The men looked stunned to see you while L glances back and nods. You push the cart up to him and hand him a slice of cake, then take one for yourself and the seat next to him.
"Soooooo, what are we watching?" you ask, eating some of the cake.
"Miss Misa Amane," L answers without looking at you.
"We suspect her-" holding up your
How it began (L x Reader)
In the streets of a dark, cold, city, rain poured down on the pavement mercilessly, permeating the usually silent night with the distant rolls of thunder in the distance, rain slishing and sloshing everywhere, and the occasional flashes of lightning illuminating every nook and cranny of London's alleyways for a flicker of a moment. A little boy wandering down the concrete pathways, weaving in and out of in between buildings and trash cans, sways slightly, pulling his baggy, dingy, ratty and long-torn white-ish turtleneck ever closer to try and keep himself warm.
It had been a harsh life for him. He tried not to think about it, but the more he tried to avoid every little detail of the five years of his young life, the more it seemed to oppress and obliterate he and his thoughts and his heart to near nothingness.
He had nowhere to go, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide just the long, dark treks between elusive, rotten meals and his instincts of survival. That was the only thi
LXReader Sweet Shop SweetieLXReader
Sweet Shop Sweetie
You sighed as you opened up [Name]'s sweet Shop. 'This is going to probably be another uneventful day filled with baking. But maybe that black haired boy will come by again.' You looked for spills or leaks that had happened during the night and quickly cleaned them up. Next you put out your 'please ring for service' sign on the counter next to a [color] bell. Then you switched the closed sign to open and went into the back room to bake.
"Ryuzaki, couldn't you have just sent Watari in stead of going to the sweet shop yourself?" Matsuda asked as he pulled into [name]'s Sweet Shop parking lot.
"Watari is too busy to take care of minor tasks like this," I said looking at the shop with great interest.
"But aren't you just as busy or even more so, solving the kira case?"
"I am never too busy to come here," I said before opening the car door and stepping out into the blinding sun. I walked over towards the shop and Matsuda followed. I opened the door and walk
L x Reader: DaydreamerDisclaimer: I don’t own shit.
“L!” You exclaim as L pounced onto you on the bed. His eyes shot to you, giving an innocent look. “Yes?” he said, trailing a finger around your collar bone. Blush heated your cheeks immensely, and you begin to fidget under your lover. “T-there’s cameras all over the building,” you spoke quietly, “What if there’s one in here too?” L paused for a second, seeming to be thinking about it. Then, a devilish grin grew on his face, and he leaned into you. “Then let them watch,” he breathed into your ear, causing your entire face to heat up.
“_______?” You heard L say, and you quickly snapped from your less-than-innocent fantasy. Your head shot up from the table you were sitting at. “Yes sir?” You said urgently. L had been watching you space out for the past few minutes from where he stood. Even you knew that this guy had to think you were p
DN - L x Reader - Trust
-CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR DEATH NOTE!-
You knocked on the door shyly
"Come in. The door's open"
You blushed as you opened the hotel door. You saw L, or Ryuzaki as he asked you to call him, sitting in his usual fashion, holding a book in his hand ... in his usual chair. He invited you to headquarters after every meeting was done. You and he were very close ... in fact, you loved him. You sat next to him and he looked at you with a smile
"Hello, (Name). It's so good to see you" He said
You mimicked the way he sat and he smiled at you
"(Name) ... there's something you should know" He said, his smile dropping
You became concerned. He had shared all of the information about the case with you ... he even told you that he suspected that Light Yagami was Kira
"(Name) ... I fear that ... within a few days, I will be dead" L said
You gasped as tears began to form in your eyes. The idea of L dying wasn't pleasant. It broke your heart to even hear him talk about the possibility of it happening
L X Reader ~ Candy
"Hey are you going?" You phone rang the almost to familiar ring tone, it was your best friend Misa Amane texting you.
"Going? Going where??"
"To Light's house tonight! Duhh!" Oh, right, She had told you about Light's party earlier.
"But [name]! You have to go! I heard that Light also invited Ryuzaki~!"
"Okay, okay! Make sure Light knows I'm going.." Of course Misa knew you would agree to go if you knew Ryuzaki was going. You remembered when you first met him, he was amazing, you hated to admit it but you had fallen head-over-heels for him. That strange man had captured your heart like no one else had ever done before.
Misa jumped up when you agreed, her plan was working flawlessly! She dialed Light's number as fast as she could. "Light! [name] is coming!" She could hear Light's confused muffling.
"Uh, Misa, what are you talking about?" He asked.
"You're throwing a party! Surprise!" Misa giggled at Light, she had told him that she had a plan but she never told him
L x Reader oneshot: IgnoredYou admit it, you absolutely ADORED him
And you WERE very happy when he proclaimed you his girlfriend
But L sure didn't act like that to you
In fact, he practically IGNORED you!
You watched the task force as they began the meeting.
Staring at L's pale face, you began to wonder
'AM I even his girlfriend?'
When the long dull meeting was finally over, you tried to go and talk with him.
But OF COURSE, he brushed you off to go talk with Light!
and was he staring at Misa?!
"[Name]?" A voice brought you back to reality.
You turned to see your close friend Matsuda.
"Oh, hey." You said, a bit of anger in your voice.
You started to walk away, saying to him
"Meet me at The Place!"
You sat at one of the indoor tables at the café, the one in the corner, where you and Matsuda would always sit at.
Matsuda came and sat across from you, slowly eating your [Ice cream Flavor] sundae.
"So, why so angry?"
"L," you spat, is if the very letter was
Ryuzaki steped outside as you skimmed through case files. Why was he going outside? It was raining after all, and very hard at that.
You've been on the team from the start. Heart attacks, names, faces, Notebooks of death, they were not going to scare you. You belived that L would solve this case eventually, no matter how confusing it was at this point. You've been with the NPA for two years, as long as your friend Matsuda Touta. Although, you considered him more of a co-worker. Freind.... just dosn't cut it. He actually annoys you, but he does bring you coffe alot, so that makes up for some of his stupid comments and unwanted flirting. You could tell he liked you, and your clueless at this "love" stuff.
You followed L outside and up the small fire escape back into the building. Trailing him down the long hall and up thousands of flights of stairs, you silently make it up to the roof. He's... staring
L x Reader- Rape Whistle"Here," L looked curiously to his side. There you were, your hand held out to him, with a little red whistle in the palm of your hand. L observed the whistle, coming to the quick conclusion that you intended for him to take it, and did so.
"What is this?" he asked. Clearly he knew what it was, but he was asking what it was for.
"It's a whistle," you hadn't picked up on that fact.
Light, who was observing the situation from the seat next to L, perked up, "Ryuzaki meant 'what is it for,' (Name)?"
"Oh. Well it's a rape whistle."
Light's eyes widened with shock as L's brows rose in confusion. Picking up on the fact that they were waiting for your explanation, you smirked.
"I don't want pervy Light coming onto you in your handcuffed state," you felt your smirk widen as Light sputtered out refusals. Before leaving the boys you added, "Plus, I'm the only one allowed to violate you, Ryuzaki~"
As you left you heard Light grumble, "I don't know what you see in her Ryuzaki."
"She keeps things
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