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“How are you doing, detective?”
“I’m… hanging in there. Tired. Very, very tired. And you, Kaitou-san?”
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((Guys it’s okay. Hakuba is embarrassed all-too-easily. 😉 Though, if you wanna try your hand at making him feel /better/, you have my permission to send in some new asks…))
“I, ah, believe your fly might be open, detective.”
((You win. He won’t even respond because he is too mortified. Congrats!))
Try to embarrass my muse in 9 words or less.
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Who? Me?
Nope nope nope. I said don’t play with his feels not ‘don’t murder him in some psychotic scientific experiment of possessiveness and disturbing lust with stalkerness.’
There is a big difference! I’m talking about certain muns making Hakuba fall for their muses and then breaking his heart into itty bitty tiny pieces and then shredding those pieces and then saying ‘oh wait let’s fix that’ only to crush them into oblivion leaving him a sobbing mess of heart-broken anguish, surviving only so that he can say ‘I know what real love is. I had it, once.’
Yeah.
Plot Twist: You wake up one morning and you discover you are in the body of the character you RP
turn off – hattori heiji
“That’s… a little more complicated. He’s an attractive person, to be sure, and at times has seemed rather endearing. Not toward me, necessarily, but to others… I can’t stand the stubborn, persistent ignorance, though. That is a major turn off.”
Plus there’s that whole, ah, self-destructive part of me that probably wouldn’t mind being murdered by him so much, but that’s probably more information than anyone needs to know…