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complicatedmerary:

sad—forever:

god-of-the-detectives:

lumin-pie:

complicatedmerary:

Death Note AU where everything is the same except that Kira is replaced with “Fake Bitch”.

“Dad,I think I might be a fake bitch….” “Ain’t that the truth…” “Shut up,L!”

"That’s right. I am a fake bitch."

"We are now dealing with two fake bitches."

(via alphabet-genii)

lyovan:

«Justice will prevail»

lyovan:

«Justice will prevail»

(via deathnotefansite)

(Source: h-h-hyveeh, via yagami-raito-kun)

whatsortoffuckeryisthis:

tanya-yagami:

by にぼし

super f’ing cute <3

swordsinthesnowdrift:

detective-sweets:

Lawliet took careful stock of his surroundings, as if surprised to suddenly find himself within the walls of Wammy’s House. He blinked owlishly and his gaze floated until it came to rest on Near’s placid features.

"Go away. I have claimed this room as my territory and you are now trespassing." 

The silver cellphone resting on the armrest of his wing-back chair vibrated, and L deftly flipped it open, hoping for salvation from this prying child.

[text] My apologies, L, but I felt it beneficial for you to meet those who may someday follow in your footsteps. Please try to be professional. You are, after all, their mentor or sorts.

L pouted sullenly.

Did this idiot ever pay attention? “No, I don’t think I will. I was here first.” And by here, he meant the building, but the specific room seemed to be irrelevant to his argument. “Shouldn’t you be kind to me, L? I’ll be taking up your place - sooner rather than later, hopefully - and it really would only make sense to ensure I like you enough not to tarnish your title.”

Near’s eyes narrow at the cellphone - who was he texting? Trying to get out of having to be here, surely.

He continues to shuffle the rubix cube in his hand, undoing and redoing the patterns. He’d solved and unsolved it four times during this exchange alone, having realized the pattern to it. “You’re putting a damper on my self-esteem, L. Keep acting so disgusted by my presence and it really could leave a lasting psychological wound - how would I succeed you then?”

L sniffed and ran the back of his arm across his nose as he looked down at the white-haired child and the brightly colored cube held tightly in his hands.

"You wound me," L said solemnly. "You are so concerned with your own fragile sense of superiority and need for affirmation that you care nothing of showing the proper respect to your superior. I have an ego, as well." He took a delicate bite of his cream cheese and bagel snack. "Thankfully, I am not easily damaged by the insults of a child who has yet to take his first steps into the world."

He leaned forward, and his glass-like eyes glistened dark and malicious.

"You know nothing of the world, Nate River. The world is not something to be perfectly ordered beneath your mind and machinations like that lifeless cube you hold in your hands.”

A slim, pale digit extended to point at the cube in question. Then, the detective noticed a few stray crystals of sugar clinging to his fingertip; his outstretched finger withdrew and he lifted it to his lips to consume the sugar sticking there. He made a dark, contented sound … but his eyes remained hard as he appraised the child before him.

"You have not seen hate as I have seen it. You have not seen love, and mercy and compassion as I have seen it. You have seen nothing through the eyes of justice. You have not held the lives of the innocent, and the damned, in your hands. Do you understand justice, Nate River? Who are you to claim inheritance to L? Tell me why you fancy yourself worthy of L.” 

For many, many years, those in my field have left behind private writings. As one who cannot live as other humans do, this record is all that I can leave to prove I once existed.  —- αηﻭєℓι¢ яєє∂ѕ 

(Source: matsudaiskira, via dotti55)

swordsinthesnowdrift said: *touches face* notice me, senpai

swordsinthesnowdrift:

detective-sweets:

"Near-san, why are you touching your face? Do you have have a rash, or some other unpleasant malady?" asked L, not sounding remotely concerned as he slathered cream cheese onto a cinnamon and sugar bagel.

"WATARI!" he called. "One escaped. And it has a rash. Please … take him away…"

detective-sweets:

L blinked, and he frowned. 

"I don’t recall asking your opinion on my dietary or hygienic habits. Hn, as if a self-appreciating urchin like yourself could ever shoulder the mantle of L, rashy or not."

Two slim digits slipped  into his left pocket, and he withdrew a slightly antiquated and well-worn cell phone; L swiftly typed out a message as he looked concernedly over at his unwelcome companion.

[text] WATARI HELP ME. IT’S NOT LEAVING.

Self-appreciating? Was that meant to be an insult? Was L really trying to insult him by noting that he took care of himself? “My apologies - have I hit a nerve?  If you don’t wish to be around me, I suggest leaving Wammy’s. I live here.”

Lawliet took careful stock of his surroundings, as if surprised to suddenly find himself within the walls of Wammy’s House. He blinked owlishly and his gaze floated until it came to rest on Near’s placid features.

"Go away. I have claimed this room as my territory and you are now trespassing." 

The silver cellphone resting on the armrest of his wing-back chair vibrated, and L deftly flipped it open, hoping for salvation from this prying child.

[text] My apologies, L, but I felt it beneficial for you to meet those who may someday follow in your footsteps. Please try to be professional. You are, after all, their mentor or sorts.

L pouted sullenly.

swordsinthesnowdrift said: *touches face* notice me, senpai

swordsinthesnowdrift:

detective-sweets:

"Near-san, why are you touching your face? Do you have have a rash, or some other unpleasant malady?" asked L, not sounding remotely concerned as he slathered cream cheese onto a cinnamon and sugar bagel.

"WATARI!" he called. "One escaped. And it has a rash. Please … take him away…"

" - escaped?" Near hadn’t moved. "I’m not sick, L." Though you may soon be, eating that many calories at once. Your body is going to go into a sugar-induced coma. Better for me, I suppose. "I don’t have a rash. Some of us bathe on a regular basis.”

L blinked, and he frowned. 

"I don’t recall asking your opinion on my dietary or hygienic habits. Hn, as if a self-appreciating urchin like yourself could ever shoulder the mantle of L, rashy or not."

Two slim digits slipped  into his left pocket, and he withdrew a slightly antiquated and well-worn cell phone; L swiftly typed out a message as he looked concernedly over at his unwelcome companion.

[text] WATARI HELP ME. IT’S NOT LEAVING.

Anonymous said: YES BUT CONSIDER THIS: all three Lights' respective Ls (actual-justice, detective-sweets, and your L) watching that debate on the HQ screen and placing bets on the outcome...

yagami-raito-kun:

h-h-hyveeh:

YES PLEASE????? I’D LOVE TO SEE THIS FOR MANY OBVIOUS REASONS

(referring to this)

#but this is involving many cool people i’m intimidateddd #i DOn’T dAre to ask their characters out I don’t have that much of confidence :lies down #and I don’t think I can rp L(s) as well as I do for Light so I’ll just lie down here imagining cries in hands

//Reblogging because I know these two crazy kids are both online right now and I really need to see this art-ified for a number of highly compelling reasons, so detective-sweets and actual-justice, go get your butts into h-h-hyveeh’s inbox with pep talks STAT.

[ Done and done. <3 Yes … many, many compelling reasons. Oh ho ho…! ]