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i just need you like i’ve never done before by Anonymous
Fandoms: Death Note (Anime & Manga)
24 Apr 2026
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Light is breathing deeply, brows furrowed in effort. One would think he were the one with the pregnancy hormones running rampant based on just how desperately he wants L.
Really, it’s a good thing L is so eager to oblige.
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- Part 2 of lawlight freak agenda
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Mired in an abusive relationship with Beyond Birthday, L meets one Light Yagami and begins an affair.
There’s no L without Beyond. Everyone they know says Beyond follows L around like a dog and that’s true but no one understands what it’s like to have someone like that, someone who loves you without condition, someone who bites like a dog.
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L and Light have sex for the first time; L's memories of past CSA resurface and Light wonders if, sometimes, Kira has a point.
“I told you not to stop,” L says. He wipes his face with the back of his hand, smearing snot and tears everywhere. “I told you —“
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“What’s funny?” L asks. His wide eyes wander over Light’s face and his hand comes up to graze his cheek.
“You acting like getting pregnant was some kind of master plan.” Light plants a kiss on L’s neck, “acting like you weren’t just an insatiable cum-hungry beast who couldn’t help himself.”
L squirms beneath Light’s kisses. “You begged to spill inside with those sweet, wet eyes.”
“Mmm. Maybe I did.”
OR (prompt):
L is pregnant with Kira’s baby and on his second trimester. Due to his hormones, his sex drive has increased making him extra horny and insatiable.
L demands they have sex right now and Light gives in.
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- Part 12 of prompt fills
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Softer Than Mercy by judgeandjury for thuribleofincense
Fandoms: Death Note (Anime & Manga), Death Note: The Musical - Wildhorn/Murphy
03 Mar 2026
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The sun is caressing L’s pale face, bathing him in burning warmth and obscene brightness, lighting him up as a snow on a beautiful winter day, when L tells Light solemnly, “I am going to die, indeed.”
Light, who has prepared three one-litre thermoses of black tea with lemon as of now, looks at him without a trace of amusement, while changing the softest in the world, cotton bedsheets.
“I require love,” L definitely does not whine, and it sounds ridiculous in his deadpan, monotone-ish voice that had turned softer from his profound suffering. Light rolls his eyes and walks out into the sun, approaching him and restraining himself from calling L out on his irritating little lamenting. “I am in a deadly need of attention. You never pay me attention. You are too busy slaughtering people…”
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L is suffering from a cold. Light is not planning on getting sick.