Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme

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Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme!

How it works:

* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade.

Comments

[anonymous]

L/Near, NO AU/AGE BUMP

Dub-con leading to all-out non-con, some bondage (no handcuffs, please!), humiliation, painful sex, and here's the most important part - please, please, please (and I will love you forever if you do this) focus on the psychological just as much as the physical.

Thank you!

[anonymous]

Oh, God, you have no idea how much I second this. I would totally write it, except I'm godawfully horrible with the psychological aspect of things.

SOMEONE, PLEASE WRITE THIS! THIS ANON WILL WORSHIP YOU!

[anonymous]

SECONDED LIEK WHOA!

[anonymous]

No kidding! WRITE IT! Someone! PLEASE!!

[anonymous]

!

I am so writing this. I am so writing this NOW.

[anonymous]

Wow, Thank you! I was starting to think it'd be too squicky for anyone to write.

1/2

[anonymous]

He remembers how innocently it had started, how inconspicuous, mundane, even. He'd been frustrated because of classes where no one understood a thing he was saying except maybe Mello, when he wasn't being an idiot. He'd run into L in a hallway, been asked what was wrong, been taken into an empty classroom, gone through the tedious (yet somehow necessary) conversation of "nothing" "something, I think" repeated, ad nauseam, until Near finally snapped that everyone was being frustrating, to which L had calmly replied that Near himself was, likewise, frustrating.
Near had been shocked, of course. What could he possibly have done? He'd thought L unfairly harsh and said so, and L had rolled his eyes and kissed him.

Near remembers being startled and confused and backing away a little; L didn't approve at all. He'd looked rather skeptical, asked why not. Near didn't know. He had no real defense, no adequate reason for refusal. So he'd given up. Kissed back. Tried to enjoy it because he'd never kissed anyone before and had never felt the need

2/2

[anonymous]

L had laughed a bit, just a bit, and maybe it wasn't at Near, but he wanted to die anyway so he'd looked away and mumbled that it was L's fault, which made him laugh again and agree. And it seemed like it was okay, like maybe this was all over, but then L had pulled Near's pyjamas down, and his underwear with them, and Near noticed that L's own jeans had come undone at some point and he knew it was stupid, he knew it didn't really make sense, but he was suddenly more afraid than he could ever remember being in his life.

So he'd reached down to pull his clothes back on, decided that it didn't matter what L thought, not now, not anymore, because oh god this couldn't be happening but L's hands had grabbed his elbows and pushed him onto his back, explaining that Near's hands kept getting in the way and it was becoming tedious, and he'd taken Near's shirt and, before Near could even properly struggle, tied his hands together behind his back with his own sleeves. L had smiled then and said that this was better, now, wasn't it? And all Near

[anonymous]

I like L but I can see this so well it kind of scares me. So, good job.

[anonymous]

Ah... couldn't have been written any better! Wonderful piece. Although I do feel bad for poor Near. =/

Re: 2/2

[anonymous]

Mmm... that was hot.

I shall begin my worship now, as promised months and months ago.

OP

[anonymous]

That was incredible. It was everything I had been hoping for and more. You wrote something very powerful here, and I felt for Near the entire way through. Thank you very much for responding to and sharing this!