Midnightgamer1997

Matt’s POV I looked around restlessly. I didn’t want anyone I knew see what I was doing right now; I was one pitiful gamer right now. I had gone through the entire Game Stop and hadn’t found anyone that I know here. Not under the shelfs neither on them. A thought of Near sitting at a shelf made me smirk a little. Maybe he’d fit in those? I shrugged the thought off and faced the truth. - Looking for something? the cashier asked me. I hadn’t stopped at any shelf so I was probably looking like a tourist right now. – Not in particular, I came to purchase this, I told him and grabber Pokémon Omega Ruby fr

"Are you insane!?" You shouted from the doorway. "This is the only way to stop kira." Mello replied camly. "You're going to end up getting killed!" You shouted again. Matt sighed and set his gameboy down. "We're not going to die. The Japanese aren't even allowed to carry guns. We'll be fine so why don't you just calm down. I'm trying to play a game." You glared at your boyfriend before storming out of the room, down the hall and into your bedroom slamming the door. You sat on your bed and pulled your knees up to your chest. You buried your face in your knees and began to cry. After awhile you heard someone knock on your bedroom door. Whe

      Have you ever felt like you have nothing to live for? Like your whole world had shuttered like a piece of glass? I used to think that my life was the worst. Apparently I was wrong. I used to live in a big house with my parents. My parents worked as policemen so they didn’t have time to spend with me. To be honest I hated their job and when they were at home I used to tell them about how lonely I was and how much I needed. I didn’t know what it meant to be alone until I lost what I most held dear. My parents were murdered by a crazy killer who got away only to be killed by the famous punisher Kira. Some of my closest relative

Hello reader! This fic will have a tiny 'lil bitty of Mello x Reader in it because I can't help myself, don't make choose between the Wally boys *sob* But remains as a Matt fic. Enjoy! Part 1 Emotional strength 5/10 Initiative 6/10 Intelligence 8/10 Creativity 9/10 Social Skills 10/10 Charm 10/10 It's only been 2 days since Near called you into the case. Near needed an additional member inside the SPK since he assigned Halle to guard Takada. He's positive that your talent in manipulating and charming people can help him greatly in his investigations. If it wasn't for the reason of possibly finding Mello, you would've rejected his offer,

You glanced up at the bag of water hanging from Mello’s IV. The dumbass had to pull some ridiculous plan just to get himself out of trouble. This ridiculous plan being to blow up an entire building. Now, he was lying on the couch of his, Matt, and your own flat. His leather vest was removed, bandages covering his right shoulder and the majority of his chest. Plus the side of his face. You ran a hand along his black leather pants as you stared up at him from your spot on the floor. You loved Mello, you really did, but he was just an idiot half of the time. He was alive. That was a good point. Alive and well, not so much. But alive, nonet

Whenever you even looked at him, you seemed to tumble down the rabbit-hole of clichés. Your heart either pounded against your (s/c) chest or skipped a beat. Or both. Your breath seemed to get stuck in your throat. You fell head over heels. Your knees got week. Your stomach gained what felt like a million butterflies. A shiver ran down your spine. He seemed to sweep you off your feet. You could only focus on him. No matter what you were doing, he always just popped into your head. His voice was sweet as sugar. Pure as a wedding dress. He was the Prince Charming to your Disney Princess. He was flawless. Perfect. Who was this beautiful and

 “Mattyyyyyyyyy, stop, please?” (y/n) asked me, while I held the cigarette to my lips, taking a while to inhale, then proceeding to blow out the smoke. I blew out the smoke to my left, as (y/n) was standing on my right. She hates the fact that I smoke, her parents both died due to smoking. She then came to Whammy's, I was ten, she was nine, she is as close to me as Mello. The day we met something just clicked.   “(y/n), love, I'm sorry, but it's an addiction, I can't just stop...I'm already cutting down on it, please don't rush me.” I replied looking over to see her nose stuck in my PSP. By the reflection in her eyes

Okay. So this is my first time creating a fan-fiction and it's a death note fan fic! YAY me! *pops confetti popper So I want you Matt fan girls to pretend right now. So you're actually a member of SPK, (Mello didn't kill the other members yet, but he'll spare you! ♥) You grew up at Wammy's house with the other successors, You're the fifth smartest students in Wammy's, (Why not Fourth? Well, I kind read some fan fic on DN about a character being the fourth smartest one, so I don't intend to copy her in a way) You secretly like Matt Mello, doesn't really come home a lot You live in an apartment with Mello and Matt. Why? Well act