Nibbles, Vol 1; Vol 2

Nibbles, Vol 1; Vol 2

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L as a sugar daddy 🍰🍦🫖🍫

strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, main character death, ooc near, gender neutral, 1 mention of sex, depression, grief

I wanted it to be fun and cute but this turned dark so fast 😬 enjoy?

. It all started with you trying to score a free ice cream by flirting with the vendor at the park, having no money for food, when you noticed a weirdo sitting oddly in the bench—earning himself strange glances from parents

. Even so, you had no choice but sit next to him—at the very end of the bench—since the rest were occupied. That, or sit on the dirty cement. “Hello” he said. You nodded in acknowledgment, choosing to concentrate on the melting cone

. The two of you sat there, childless, eating ice cream in silence. After a while, the dark haired man stood up to leave. Glancing in his direction, your eyes bulged when he entered a sleek, black car. He was rich???!!

. Dumping the nearly finished treat on the trash, you mounted your bike and followed his car. Oh! Life had given you lemons and you sprayed them on your eye instead of making lemonade !

. Not planning to fumble the bag twice, you pedaled continuously, stalking following your potential future bank. L was quick to notice of this and allowed you to do so

. It wasn’t til you arrived at a luxurious hotel that things went south. Knocked out by an unknown force, you woke up tied and blindfolded

. After a thorough interrogation, you were free to go. You’d also been forced to reveal your intentions. L, despite being the greatest detective in the world, was rather lost when you revealed in wanting him as a sugar daddy

“Why would I want to be your fructose father?”

. Watari had to, painfully, explain what being a sugar daddy entailed. This just resulted in L asking if Watari was HIS sugar daddy. Unknowingly, you’ve caused the old man so much trauma

. As you were being released from the restraints ooh kinky, L managed to get a good look at your face and body. Coincidentally, he was working a case in which models had been disfigured and brutally murdered

. Normally, he wouldn’t take such a case but the killer was incredibly interesting. Suddenly he wanted your input.

“I’m not a model, but thanks.”

. He offered money. Lives were at stake here, you guess you could offer some insight

. Being his consultant was basically the position of a glorified wall. Most of the time your ideas were ignored because L had already thought them and discarded them before your brain could even formulate one

. Still, you couldn’t complain. There was a lot of desserts and even though eating too much sweets would upset your stomach, you were too starved to notice. Watari, bless his heart, brought you actual meals

. You were essentially getting paid to keep Ryuzaki (as he said to call him) company. So in a way, to an extent, he was your sugar daddy.

. Eventually, you had to leave. L spun in his chair, looking slightly confused at the suggestion

“Where are you going?”

. The restroom was next door, why’d you have to announce it? Since he was unable to get the hint (social skills zero) you had to reveal that you were literally about to get evicted and you needed to pack your stuff before it was thrown out

. L, in all honesty, had gotten used to your presence, regardless how useless it was. Kind of like Watari, but in more friendly manner

. Spinning back, L casually said that he would pay for your rent as long as you came back. He needed someone to bounce ideas off …. as if he couldn’t already do that with Watari 🙄

. Things were fine, until they were not. L kept getting annoyed at the time it took you to get to the hotels. It wasn’t your fault that they kept changing places everytime

. To the detective, there was one simple solution… he asked you to move in with him. You blinked. He probably did not realize how intimate that proposal sounded, but it was L so perhaps it was just more of a roommates situation..?

. No longer worrying about being kicked to the streets and starving, you enrolled in some online courses. It was better than having to attend university and have to deal with another traveling dilemma

. Actually, you loved online classes. Because if you had a problem, you could ask L for help since he was really smart.

. At this point he had revealed he was L, and you were like 🧍‍♀️ok..? and im (name). He knew that, having done a background check the moment you met. Since you didn’t make a big deal out of it, L shrugged and went back to his laptop

. Anyways, when I say help, it was just code for L answering your question silently and returning to work. He would do the same for tests, even devising a way to cheat

. Academic morality? Gone. Your grades? High. Graduation? Complete. You weren’t sure if you deserve it but L seemed to think it valid so you took it as a yes

. L having you work as his assistant which, again, was a fancy title to keep his company. Him, accidentally admitting you’re his first friend. Kind of sad but you feeling warm upon hearing that??

. Occasionally taking breaks from work and having fun. L liked amusement parks, you didn’t peg him as the type, and he insisted on going on every single ride. A bit excessive but overall an unforgettable experience. The two of you came to a consensus and held hands to avoid losing each other. Your heart went pita patta pita patta though you’re sure it’s from the roller coaster

. You teaming up with Watari to force L into a shower because it’s been days. Heat flared against your cheeks upon fist seeing L’s torso. It wasn’t anything special,, he was skinny and pale but also incredibly soft??

. You also cutting his hair because it’s getting too long. L trying to gaslight you into thinking he DIDN’T moan when you pulled his hair. You complaining about not signing up to be his mother and him saying

“What about a partner?”

. No shut up, because your entire face felt HOT. You would have to tell Watari that the air conditioner was malfunctioning

. Finding out that L had heirs, Near, Mello, and Matt. Your brain going ????? Because when did L have kids? Are they your competition for his fortune now? Wait, are they YOUR kids now too????

. You proposing a friendship bracelet or something and L presenting you with two silver bands, one for him and one for you

. After recovering from the mild concussion you received after fainting from L sliding the ring down his finger and then yours, you finally admitted that you liked him, to which L went

“Aren’t we married already?”

. Um, okay. So you clearly missed some steps there but you’re not exactly against it

. Being intimate with L was difficult because both of you had limited experience. There was a lot of firsts for you both. It was awkward, it was sweet, it was passionate, it was intimate, it was kind of gross, and it was rare

. You enjoyed his presence more than anything. Somehow that was enough. You could honestly admit that he was your soulmate. The two of you understood each other without fail. At a certain point Watari believed you formed a telekinetic bond because one look from L and you were already nodding. Hello???

. L accepting the Kira case, taking risks but absolutely refusing to show others your face and name because you’re the only whose safety he prioritized over everybody

. L leaving you a young widow with a lot money after his death murder so you could live comfortably, until your own time came

. You struggling with grief. Sleeping in L’s clothes for days, hoping to retain his scent for as long as you could. Stuffing yourself with his favorite strawberry cake till you were vomiting. Having no support system because Watari, who was like a father, was gone too

. You searching for his inheritors to bring Kira to justice. Briefly bonding with those genius kids that reminded you a little too much of your beloved

. You breaking down after Mello’s and Matt’s death. It was happening all over again and you couldn’t do anything to stop it

. N having to deal with the fact that L, Mello, Matt, and you were dead. Him catching Kira in honor of those who died trying

. N visiting your grave once, which was situated next to L’s. The time he knew you both was brief but everlasting, not that he would admit it

. You finally reuniting with the weirdo who sat oddly in a bench, eating an ice cream whilst getting looks from concerned parents. Your L.

Just gonna throw this here lol

Thanks, @pureofheartaudio :D

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

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