☆ valentine's day 2009

[flavourite]

❤ the Valentine's Day meme ❤
death note edition

❤ It goes like this;
- Comment with a pairing/threesome/moresome and a prompt.
- Wait for someone to fill it in.
- You, in return, fill in other people's requests.
- ???
- PROFIT!

❤ Rules;
- All pairings invited

Comments

[xxsilentchaosxx]

LxMello- temptation.
Oneshot!Near->Mello. Prompt: memories.
BxMello- two of a kind.

Re: BxMello - two of a kind (rated R)

[xxsilentchaosxx]

WIN. Yes. Just. So much win and epic. THIS is why I like B. He makes something as innocent as a valentine card twisted and effed up.
THANKYOU.

Watching, Forever.

[xxsilentchaosxx]

Uh, forgive me. Never done this before

Totally in a sappy mood right now guys

[speaky_bean]

L/Sachiko

Carnival

[tierfal]

He's not a genius-in-training for nothing.

He watches and listens, but watches mostly -- watches the thumb hover and the toes curl, watches the gleam in the pale eyes, a glitter like bliss. He knows L's favorites by now.

He knows that there are some things in life even lovelier than chocolate.

L draws back, astonished almost to the point of alarm, and blinks vast gray eyes at him, questioning -- and then he knows, and he smiles, and he pets Mello's hair; and for a moment there is no world's weight on the bent shoulders, and L is only hunching to be closer to a boy he loves.

"I thought you didn't like toffee, Mello," he remarks, faux-innocently, playing along.

"I changed my mind," Mello tells him, fidgeting helplessly as he tries not to grin.

"You're sweet," L murmurs, and he leans in for another soft, toffee-flavored kiss.

♥

[tierfal]

I love you, too, darling, hee! ^_______^

*dances* :D

♥

[tierfal]

[Hope this is kind of what you're looking for! ...no idea where this came from or why it went where it did. XD Sorry it got so stupidly pretentious. O_o]

She's seen it all before, but that doesn't make it any easier.

Dismemberment is not one of those things you get used to.

She put milk and cream in her coffee this morning, a bit too much as she glanced uncomfortably at the little foil-topped packets of jam in the wicker basket, and now it feels like it's curdling in the pit of her stomach. She mutters some excuse or another and retreats -- from the biting, metallic scent-taste of the blood; from the unsettling incompleteness of the ill-fated cadaver; from the wide, wide, unblinking eyes that trace her every move; from the mind behind them

[tierfal]

Oh, yay!! :D I'm glad you liked it! ^^ ...I was a little bit like, "Goya and THEN Conrad? REALLY, Tierfal??", so I'm glad that wasn't too much! XD

Thank YOU for getting me to write something I hadn't before!! :D I had a really interesting time of it. ^____^