DN -- This
Title: This
Collection: The Margins
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Light/L
Rating: PG
Word Count: 273
Warnings: grammar lesson
Summary: In which Light seeks to teach and ends up learning.
Author's Note: Hanging thises are awesome. Don't listen to that guy; he's crazy.
THIS
Light Yagami hates to admit it, but he’s a little bit of a grammar freak.
Okay, he’s a lot bit of a grammar freak.
Well, why the hell shouldn’t he be? It’s all perfectly reasonable. Grammar is a system composed of rules, those rules make sense, and if they are followed, everything comes out perfectly. Occasionally, the case can be made for leniency, but generally Light believes that the rules are the rules, and that’s the summary of it.
There is a long, painstakingly correct list of common grammatical errors over which he grits his teeth seemingly to no end, but the absolute worst one-the one that sounds like a screwdriver scraping down a chalkboard; the one that makes him want to kill people; the one that practically burns him with the indignity of it-is the hanging “this.”
Oh, the hanging “this.”
“This” is, technically speaking, most frequently employed as an adjective. This hat, this toy, this pathetically grammatically-inept individual. It specifies, like blue hat, robotic toy, or ridiculously pathetically grammatically-inept individual, and, as such, must be given something about which to be specific. It needs an object.
Light does not understand why this whole concept (see?) is so freaking complicated for some people.
He has no patience for people who do not even try to understand it. No patience, and no mercy, and no…
“What do you want from me, Ryuzaki?” he murmurs, nuzzling absently at a pale cheek ever-so-faintly touched with pink.
Ryuzaki smiles at him, the sweet, soft, wonderfully innocent smile that makes Light feel warm inside every time.
“This,” he answers.
But…
On second thought… never mind.
Collection: The Margins
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Light/L
Rating: PG
Word Count: 273
Warnings: grammar lesson
Summary: In which Light seeks to teach and ends up learning.
Author's Note: Hanging thises are awesome. Don't listen to that guy; he's crazy.
THIS
Light Yagami hates to admit it, but he’s a little bit of a grammar freak.
Okay, he’s a lot bit of a grammar freak.
Well, why the hell shouldn’t he be? It’s all perfectly reasonable. Grammar is a system composed of rules, those rules make sense, and if they are followed, everything comes out perfectly. Occasionally, the case can be made for leniency, but generally Light believes that the rules are the rules, and that’s the summary of it.
There is a long, painstakingly correct list of common grammatical errors over which he grits his teeth seemingly to no end, but the absolute worst one-the one that sounds like a screwdriver scraping down a chalkboard; the one that makes him want to kill people; the one that practically burns him with the indignity of it-is the hanging “this.”
Oh, the hanging “this.”
“This” is, technically speaking, most frequently employed as an adjective. This hat, this toy, this pathetically grammatically-inept individual. It specifies, like blue hat, robotic toy, or ridiculously pathetically grammatically-inept individual, and, as such, must be given something about which to be specific. It needs an object.
Light does not understand why this whole concept (see?) is so freaking complicated for some people.
He has no patience for people who do not even try to understand it. No patience, and no mercy, and no…
“What do you want from me, Ryuzaki?” he murmurs, nuzzling absently at a pale cheek ever-so-faintly touched with pink.
Ryuzaki smiles at him, the sweet, soft, wonderfully innocent smile that makes Light feel warm inside every time.
“This,” he answers.
But…
On second thought… never mind.