I love how fucking awful light Yagami is. Specifically I love how no one notices. He’s cruel and he’s hollow and he’s manipulative and he’s charismatic and he’s callous and he thinks of everyone else as dirt under his shoe but they’re all like hey >:( how dare you accuse my buddy light of being Kira he’s just a nice guy while light is over there scheming with the most EVIL look on his face like yes… dance puppets dance and soon I will kill you all and cleanse the world and then the camera pans over to light in a wide shot and he’s there just like :) haha :) thanks guys :)) calm down Ryuuzaki I’m not Kira :))
I just love how he gets away with it he’s truly the character of all time
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(death note tv drama 2015- episode 2/11 vs episode 11/11)
i,, i need a second,,
Soichiro denying the task force at first. Knowing he's meant to die on the Kira investigation. Versus Soichiro when he knows Light will kill him. Begging the task force to live and win without him.
L forces Light to order a pineapple pizz a for them to share only to exclusively eat the pineapple while Light bitches about how he can still taste the pineapple and that the juices are infecting his pizza
Task Force member: You stay positive. You always believe that everything is going to work out. How do you do it?
KID: Well, I’ll tell you my secret, sir!
KID, whispering: I lie to myself.
Task Force member: …
KID, still whispering: Every morning, when I wake up, I say "everything’s going to be okay" but I’m lying. And I don’t know how much longer I can do it.
Task Force member: *increasingly concerned expression*
KID, chipper: Have a swell night, sir!
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Death Note but instead of the usual beach episode, you get an episode of the task force (including Light and maybe Misa at this point during the Yotsuba arc) going through team building exercises at the courtesy of Watari.
a short russian spy blacklist au one-shot for @cesar-hoe and @falle-ness
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The first thing Liz noticed as Red — for a lack of a better word — swaggered into the Post Office that morning was the glint in his eyes.
After three years of knowing him (seven, if she counted the first four years of her life), she could tell whether her godfather had something up his sleeve. It was the way he looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes and the manner in which he clapped Cooper on the shoulder as though they were old friends that Liz knew something was up.
“Wonder what’s got him so excited,” sneered Ressler from next to her. They were standing next to the door of their shared office, waiting for Cooper to come down and assign them tasks. Ressler was standing upright, looking as stiff as a statue. Liz, on the other hand, had her arms crossed with one ankle thrown over the other, leaning against the wall casually. Her expression was analytical and her focus was trained on the suit-adorned, fedora-wearing man who had climbed up the stairs to Cooper’s office.
“Yeah,” Liz replied. “No Blacklister in the past has gotten Red so excited.”
“You never know,” Samar chimed in from her right. Liz jumped, not noticing the Iranian agent until that moment.
“God, Samar, don’t scare me like that,” breathed Liz, beginning to make her way to the war room. Samar just chuckled softly and followed with Ressler not too far behind her.
“I noticed that Mr. Reddington looks pretty excited today,” commented Aram from his workstation.
“We’ve noticed,” said Ressler. Liz couldn’t help her giggle as her partner rested his hands on his hips in a Captain America-esque fashion. Thankfully, he didn’t notice Liz’s amusement.
“Hey, guys!” boomed Red, and the four FBI agents turned to see him with his arms swept wide in greeting. “Lizzy, I need to talk to you in private.”
“No Blacklister?” quipped Ressler confidently. “What a surprise. Really.”
“Now, now, Donald,” Red replied, holding his hands up placatingly. “Don’t worry. What I’m about to tell her will be far more important than whatever Blacklisters you so dearly anticipate catching.”
“We’ve been working together for three years,” said Cooper, looking at Red with a frown. “And you’re not about to give us a Blacklister. You can tell us.”
“This is personal, Harold. I’m entitled to keeping some portions of my life private. Come, Lizzy.”
Smiling partly to diffuse the tension and partly because she was curious, Liz followed her godfather to the elevator.
By the time they were riding in the back of Red’s Mercedes, the criminal still hadn’t told Liz anything. They were comfortably silent for the entire ride until they reached Rock Creek Park. Liz and Red got out of the car, and they started walking together.
“I still remember when you used to call me Uncle Ray,” said Red reminiscently, putting an arm around Liz’s shoulder. “It gave me the greatest feeling. Your cute, innocent voice, asking me to tell you a story or telling me you wanted to be picked up.... It never failed to make my heart soar.”
Liz fought tears at the reminder she’d never remember those things because of the man next to her. Although she knew he had meant well, she would always hold resentment towards him for taking those precious memories away. An even darker part of herself felt that he was being selfish — even though that was far from the case.
She was still getting used to the fact that she could refer to someone as her mother and another person as her father. She was still addressing Katarina as “Mother” and Ilya as “Father,” but she knew she’d be able to call them Mom and Dad with time. It felt like it was only yesterday that Red had revealed who he was to her. Liz remembered nearly dropping the phone in her hand as he had told her that he was her godfather, and after a week, he had returned, visited her at her townhouse, and sat down to tell her everything about her past and parentage.
Liz felt a pit of embarrassment well in her stomach as she recalled shouting at Red by the time he was done. She had been overjoyed and furious at him at the same time. On one hand, she had finally gotten answers about her past. On the other, she had gotten those answers from the very reason she had needed to ask for them. The most surprising thing of all was that Red hadn’t argued with her. He had just...taken her abuse.
After she had finished shouting at him, he had simply stood up and said, “I will always regret taking away those memories, but if I hadn’t, you would’ve suffered. Maybe one day, I’ll take you back to the specialist who operated on you, but for now, would a meeting with your mother and father suffice?”
Those words had made Liz tear up with joy. “Of course, Red,” she had said, pulling him into an embrace. “I can’t wait to meet my mom and dad.”
What followed that had been a series of discoveries about her past and a meeting with her parents that Liz would never forget. It had been a short while later that the FBI agent had been framed as a traitor. While she and Red had been on the run, her mother, Katarina Koslova, had joined them. Her husband and Liz’s father, Ilya Koslov, had stayed behind to communicate with them from the Post Office.
“The thing I wanted to talk to you about,” rumbled Red, pulling Liz back to the present, “has something to do with your parents. Specifically, their marriage.”
The pair sat down at a nearby bench, and Red took Liz’s hand into his own. Liz turned her head to face her godfather.
“But didn’t they marry already?”
“Yes,” replied Red with a sharp nod. “In a courthouse. It was my name that prevented them from having the wedding they wanted. The only thing we could have was a ring bearer, so that task, along with the task of being a witness, was relegated to myself.”
“Your point being...?”
“My point being, I want you to help me plan their wedding ceremony.” With that, there was a pregnant pause. Liz couldn’t believe it. Red wanted to plan a wedding ceremony for her parents?
“Can you do that, Lizzy?” Red asked, looking very hopeful.
Liz was still processing what her godfather had just told her. As she thought about it, she realized that she’d finally be able to spend quality time with her parents, she’d finally have the chance to create a memory untainted by her FBI work —
Before she knew it, she was hugging Red, not caring that she was no longer a little kid. She certainly had the joy of a little kid right then.
“Of course I’ll help, Red. You don’t need to ask twice.”
Liz closed her eyes contently as he felt Red put his arms around her, smiling into her hair.
“You don’t know how much that means to me,” he replied softly. “Thank you.”
•••
Liz practically ran to the elevator as soon as she got out of the black Mercedes.
“I’ll see you tonight, I hope?” asked Red from inside, poking his head out of the window. “I was thinking of having you start by helping me choose the theme and browsing wedding venues. Besides, Dembe’s making dinner. That should be reason enough to come.”
“Yeah, of course!” Liz replied as she pressed the elevator button. “Wouldn’t miss that for the world.”
“Excellent! Your father will come pick you up at the end of the day.” With that, Liz watched as Red rolled up the window, and the black Mercedes drove away.
Entering the elevator, Liz could barely contain her excitement. Red didn’t tell her that she couldn’t tell the task force, so she assumed that she’d be able to. Besides, she figured that her parents would really like it if she invited her colleagues to the wedding. From what she could gather, it seemed that Ilya and Katarina had formed a solid relationship with Cooper, Ressler, Aram, and Samar. Therefore, she hoped that the people she had come to consider as her family would accept the unofficial invitation.
"Hey, Liz!" Aram greeted upon Liz's entry into the war room. "What did Mr. Reddington tell you?"
"Let's wait for everyone else," said Liz, turning her head to see Cooper walking in, his head held high. "I'd like to tell you all at the same time."
Aram smiled angelically and began typing furiously on his computer. Once Ressler and Samar arrived, Liz got everyone's attention. She started talking once everyone was facing her.
"Did Reddington tell you anything that has to do with our work?" asked Ressler.
"No, not exactly," Liz replied, beginning to feel bouncy. "It's actually much better than that. You remember my father, Ilya Koslov?"
"Yes. Of course," said Cooper, allowing himself a small smile. "He was very helpful in our quest to bring you home."
"Yeah, I remember Mr. Koslov," said Aram excitedly. "We talked for hours on end about the computer programs I use, since, you know, he was a techie like me back in the day. Uh, we kinda bonded over how good we were at keeping our computers secure, and he also showed me this really cool feature —"
"Aram," Samar cut in gently with a smirk.
"Right. Sorry," Aram mumbled, grinning bashfully.
Liz wanted very badly to pat her friend's back to relieve some of his embarrassment, but her announcement couldn't wait any longer. She had to tell the task force before the moment passed.
“When my father married my mother, they had to get married in a courthouse. Reddington was a witness. Because of this, my parents never had a proper wedding ceremony nor reception.” With a pause, Liz looked around at her colleagues. “This is why I’d like to invite all of you to my parents’ wedding. They have no one else left, and I think they’ll really appreciate it if you come. I know I will.”
A few moments passed in which the task force didn’t say anything. Liz grew increasingly anxious as the lack of response dragged on, but thankfully, Cooper was the first to smile warmly at the FBI agent as he gave her his answer.
“We’d love to, Agent Keen. It would be an honor.”
Not a second too soon, Samar added, “We’ll be happy to come.”
“I third that,” Ressler pitched in with a genuine smile.
“And that makes four,” concluded Aram, his expression proud. “Thanks for inviting us, Liz.”
Liz’s resulting grin was as wide as the Cheshire Cat’s.
“Thank you so much!” she said, her pearly white teeth shining as she beamed at her colleagues. “You don’t know how much this will mean to my parents. They will be so happy.”
“I can imagine,” Cooper replied fondly. “Now, let’s get to work. We have a full day ahead of us. Aram, do a check on our security systems and see if we have any unfinished tasks. Keen, Navabi, Ressler, come with me. I have some paperwork for you to fill out.”
Not thinking about the dullness of the coming day, Liz followed Ressler and Samar to the back room with a noticeable spring in her step. No matter how uneventful work would be, Liz knew that Red’s offer already made up all of that. It was because of him that Liz would now have a chance to make a real memory with her parents.
