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Gonna post two more drabbles/fic things before life comes at me!
Part 5 of Lightverse and one of my ask box questions.
I'm still working on those requests and always accepting new ones! Just been busy. Life be like that haha
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS SO MICH THANKIESS
Light drawing Ryuk while little and Ryuk is in the background v impressed
Or
Light has apple slices and Ryuk is trying to bargain for them
Light wasn’t really thinking about what he was drawing. He usually didn’t, when he had his crayons out. He liked to scribble across the page, make big looping patterns of nothing, just have a wonderful moment where it didn’t really matter what he wrote. No consequences, no wrong answers, just rough lines emerging from his stubby well-used crayons.
This time, though, the black lines started to draw together into a familiar face, and Light reached over for the yellow so that he could colour the eyes and the big toothy grin.
“You forgot my earring,” a voice said over Light’s shoulder.
“Ahh!” Light’s crayons went in all directions as he startled. “Ryuk! I told you to go away!”
“I flew around the city twice. Got bored.” The shinigami folded himself up beside Light, keeping himself weightless so that the mattress didn’t tip. “That’s really good, aside from the missing jewelry. I worked hard for this heart, you know.” Ryuk tilted his head to show off the silver heart that dangled from his earlobe.
Usually, Light would jump at the chance to learn more about shinigami culture. Ryuk was so tight-lipped about the world he came from.
But Light was little and he was embarrassed, so he tried to hide his blush from Ryuk’s compliments, and quickly added in the dangling heart. He held the paper out to Ryuk, refusing to meet his eyes.
“What, for me?” Ryuk’s long fingers curled around the drawing, and held it up in the sunlight. “I love it, Light-o. Best present I’ve gotten all year.”
Light frowned, unsure if the shinigami was making fun of him.
“I mean it!” Ryuk declared, running a hand through Light’s tousled hair. “I’m gonna keep it in my Death Note.” Sure enough, he extracted his Death Note from his belt and tucked the artwork between the pages.
(mini-fanfic requests open until my writing block lets up!)
