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lust, pride, envy

Lust: a headcanon about your character’s romantic and/or sexual life

I’ve mentioned it in passing before (so very vaguely), but Hakuba is somewhat terrified of being on the receiving end of oral. Actually, too much sexual focus/attention on him at all is likely to trigger an anxiety attack. He prefers to be giving, in control, or at least taking turns/mutually participating in the hot makeouts+. I guess that’d be an effective way to torture him, though… yikes. Sexy to sobbing mess in about 45 seconds. Attempts to please him are typically deferred and redirected. 

Pride: a headcanon about something your character is a bit cocky about

Being able to travel so often has given Hakuba the idea that he’s somehow more sophisticated and cultured than his colleagues. It’s not unusual for him to flaunt his international knowledge, or boast about the more interesting, exotic cases that he’s worked on. 

Envy: a headcanon about your character’s secret desires and jealousies

Hakuba is genuinely jealous that Conan is the detective thought of, first, for being close to capturing Kaitou KID. Granted, Hakuba’s not even trying very hard these days, given his personal feelings, but it still drives him crazy. After all, he was the first teen detective to show up and make the police force look like absolute fools. Then along came Kudou, who is arguably the best of the best (being the main character probably helps this some), and forced KID to raise the stakes. Even now as Conan, it’s been said that no one has given Kaitou as much of a challenge. 

So as much as he admires his senpai, he’s terribly envious of him, too. Especially since Shinichi and Conan both make it look so easy. Bastards. 

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kaito-kuroba1412:

He slowly closed the door , his smile growing , before than his look raised up untill to meet Hakuba’s look . During some seconds , he doesn’t moved , looking at him with a kind of pleasuring look .

Then , he finally decided to approach him , right letting the time to Hakuba to wait for him . And stopped in front of him , looking at him from head to feet again , before finally act .

With a quick move , he made him fall on the bed , as he doesn’t waiting any seconds for follow him . Keeping himself just above Hakuba , as their body was almost touching , he smiled again more .

“ Let’s the show begin ~ ” he whispered into his ear .

After this sentence , he deeply kissed him , doesn’t wainting any seconds for him to retake his breath .

Hakuba had expected a kiss; it was Kaitou KID after all, and that’s what Kaitous did. At least as far as he had observed by attending the heists, the Phantom Thief had often wriggled his way out of difficult situations by slathering some of that infamous charm of his on his fans. A kiss on the hand here, an innocent touch there. The occasional lip to lip contact, too; whatever he needed to do in order to escape, survive, and fight another day. 

So, no. When Kaitou looked at him, the detective offered a small sort of smile. He’d readied himself to taste what many others potentially had (did it count if Kaitou wore a mask?), but he had not expected the full effect of the thief’s efforts. 

Without warning, he found himself on his back, staring up at Kid with the faint expression of surprise. He barely had time to process what Kaitou’d even said (his mind kept stuttering over the potential implications of that well-worn phrase) before the kiss began. But it wasn’t long at all before he forgot to be concerned about that.

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Shadows || themoonlightthief / camiechan

camiechan:

themoonlightthief:

“Hakuba!”

This was a nightmare. It had to be. There was no other way to explain it – not the shadow, not the way Hakuba’s hand had just gone through his throat like it wasn’t even there – and Kaito just wanted to wake up, to have the horrified panic and pure fear pulsing through him wash away in place of hope and relieved laughter. 

He wanted to pinch himself, but he knew it wouldn’t break this nightmarish reality, no matter how much he wanted and needed it to. Why was this happening? 

Moving as quickly as his body allowed him to, he grabbed for one of the remaining fireworks, lit it up, then threw himself towards the shadow’s visible limbs, shoving the burning wick into the bubbling mass of darkness. He didn’t know if it would be enough to get rid of the damn thing entirely – actually, previous tries had proven that it wouldn’t be enough, no matter how much he hoped for it to be – but, hopefully, it would be enough to make the damn thing let go of the detective. 

A nightmare. 

A nightmare he brought here. 

He never should have opened that damn box. 

The shadow grasped tightly around the blonde’s neck, the look of fear and panic feeding its lust. The desire to strangle the very life slowly and painfully out of the victim in its grasp.

Then there was a loud shriek, the sudden light of the fireworks that had escaped its notice before burned the shadowy mass and melted it away as it growled and hissed; retreating into the darkness of a nearby shadow and disappearing from their field of vision. Though is dark presence still lingered, filling the room with a sickening atmosphere.

Slowly the room started to fill with a dark but thin mist, seeping into the furniture and hanging in the air like an almost unseeable smog.

In the wake of fiery pain and the terrifying inability to breathe, Hakuba did little but gasp when the shadowy hands were finally removed. At least for four or five seconds, eyes wide and staring at the ceiling overhead. The moment that his mind processed that he could, again, successfully pull oxygen into his lungs, he scrambled to sit up and throw himself at Kaito, arms reaching to wrap around his shoulders in a panic.

“What-” gasp “-the bloody-” wheeze “-fucking HELL?!”  

He saw the marks on Kaito’s neck, the matching set on his own throat still stinging from the attack. It struck him, then, that as much as he wanted to bury his face against the other boy’s shoulder, whatever that thing had been was probably still lurking. He turned his head, eyes wide again, searching the area immediately around them, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Alas, his vision clouded as the dark dog settled in.

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notallcatsaregood:

Sylwen grinned, slyly, pulling the window open and silently slipping inside with a grace and swiftness not unlike an actual cat. It was quiet and dark and he imagined everyone had to be asleep by now. Which meant it was the perfect time for him to move.

He walked with soft, light steps through the room, goggles over blue eyes and set on nightvision, giving him a perfect view of the area. Rich, definitely. As if the yard and outside of the house alone hadn’t been enough of a clue.

Perfect.

Ah, unfortunately for the slinky cat burglar, another perfectionist stalked the halls and rooms in the darkness. Although he should have been sleeping, Hakuba Saguru was not well-known for his adequate efforts for shut-eye. Without shoes, the detective’s socked feet made little sound as he moved. Not that he was actually looking for anything in particular that night; his patrol was more of anxious habit than anything, and he focused on the silence only in hopes of drowning his thoughts out. 

Without night vision goggles of his own, though, it was only a matter of time before he would run into something – or someone – whether they were aware of it or not. 

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Hakuba/Akako of course

Mun’s Theories:

who cooks normally?: Hakuba, happy to play as her servant. Probably went to a lot of effort to learn a bunch of vegetarian dishes (because I love koizumiakako’s take on that). He probably loves when she insists, though.

how often do they fight?: Lots of constant bickering, I like to think of it as birds chattering at each other. Endless teasing and banter. But I think they kind of like it. 

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: Think about how to win the heart of Kuroba Kaito. Oh, and, like… work and make potions and stuff. 

nicknames for each other?:  ‘M’eudail’ or ‘White Knight’ (teasing) for Hakuba, and ‘Lever du soleil’ for Akako.

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Hakuba. He loves to treat, spoil, and serve. 

who steals the covers at night?: I’m gonna say Akako on this one. (Why doesn’t Hakuba ever steal the covers? Hakuba, you are not perfect, stop pretending.)

what would they get each other for gifts?: …books. Charms. Clothes. They go shopping together a lot and Hakuba is happy to spend money on her (and himself). 

who remembers things?: They both do, but it’s a guessing game of what events will be considered important or not. With set appointments/dates, though, they are always punctual and dependable. 

who cusses more?: Hakuba, usually out of frustration at himself for getting worked up over his insecurities. Starts rambling and then can’t shut up and then- yeah. 

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: He apologizes repeatedly, regardless of what happened or who was at fault, does what he can to pamper. I suspect that Akako does the same only without the apologies. Maybe acts a little put out about it but… I think she would reassure him. 

who kissed who first?: Hakuba kissed her first after asking permission. He was terribly nervous.  

who made the first move?: Akako, this time, impatient with Hakuba’s inability to man up. Ahahaha. 

who started the relationship?: Hakuba, once it was clear that things were all right to (and had received many direct hints and orders on the subject), asked her to go out with him. Which he might have done anyway, eventually, even without the LOVE SPELL THAT SHE CAST ON HIM. 

Hakuba’s Thoughts: 

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“Koizumi-san is both beautiful and dangerous. A relationship with her would be difficult to maintain if only because of the careful balance needed to keep things tipped on the positive side of the scale. When things are good, they’re very good— even after the breakup. When things were/are bad, however…  well, I won’t go into detail, but rest-assured I’ve spent more than a few nights crying over her. I’m pleased that we’ve become friends again… I can only hope that this continues, wherever it leads.” 

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Hakuba/Kaitou KID (Phantom-theif-kid)

Mun’s Theories:

who cooks normally?: I’m gonna say that KID lets Hakuba cook because he wants Hakuba to feel useful. 

how often do they fight?: There’s probably lots of minor disagreements that are worked out easily enough (usually it’s ‘Hakuba, stop FREAKING OUT’ ‘I DON’T KNOW HOW’), and then a larger argument when one of them does something dangerous. 

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: Socialize, read, work… Hakuba texts all the time, though. 

nicknames for each other?: ’Mon cher voleur’ for Kaito, ‘Dear Detective’ for Hakuba.

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Hakuba tries. KID insists that he can take care of his own, too, though… so they probably go back and forth. 

who steals the covers at night?: KID. Which makes Hakuba curl up close to him. 

what would they get each other for gifts?: Books, magic trick stuff, little knick knacks, tokens of affection. 

who remembers things?: They’re both pretty good at remembering things, at least the important stuff. They overlap, and because Hakuba tries to not seem too needy, doesn’t mention things like anniversaries and birthdays.. and since Hakuba doesn’t mention them, KID assumes that Hakuba doesn’t care about them…  

who cusses more?: Hakuba. And it’s usually ‘GOD DAMMIT KID WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE SHOT?! SHIT!” 

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: Force the fretting aside, quickly and carefully attend to wounds and after care. They’re both very concerned about each other’s well-being. 

who kissed who first?: KID totally kissed Hakuba first. On a rooftop. It was surprising and romantic. 

who made the first move?: KID did because Hakuba is a complete wuss. 

who started the relationship?: UHMMM… I think Hakuba finally breaks down in this one, too… corners him, asks him for a straight answer, no more riddles and puzzles and all of that jazz. But I imagine it’s always going to be “complicated.” 

Hakuba’s Thoughts: 

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“I’d be very lucky to be in a relationship with KID.” 

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Hakuba/Shinichi

Mun’s Theories:

who cooks normally?: Hakuba. He probably let Shinichi cook once, and that was that. 

how often do they fight?: Once a week, depending on how lonely Hakuba is feeling. More often otherwise. Occasionally have a BIG FIGHT. Hakuba probably always gives in.

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: Work, work, and more work. 

nicknames for each other?: ’Half-brit Half-wit’ for Hakuba (or just ‘Hakuba’), ‘Meitantei,’ for Shinichi.

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Hakuba takes care of the bills. All bills. From whatever account. 

who steals the covers at night?: Shinichi.

what would they get each other for gifts?: Books. Just one each for special occasions. 

who remembers things?: Hakuba, mostly. Think of this as a Sherlock Holmes and John Watson relationship. Shinichi’s too busy being brilliant to worry about stupid domestic details. 

who cusses more?: Probably Shinichi, since everything is ‘kuso this’ and ‘baarou’ that.  

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: When Hakuba’s hurt, Shinichi mutters and helps him when Hakuba whimpers and asks. When Shinichi is hurt, Hakuba goes about taking care of while trying to get him to calm down because he’s probably raving about how great things were or how frustrated he is. ….damn.

who kissed who first?: Hakuba kissed Shinichi because Shinichi probably never would have otherwise. 

who made the first move?: Hakuba, most likely, forever after that first kiss and stealing more kisses, like a very, very patient vulture. 

who started the relationship?: Hakuba finally broke down and asked him to give him a straight answer after hinting forever and Shinichi shrugged and said “I guess?”

Hakuba’s Thoughts: 

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“We’d probably be most happy when working on cases together, but I would have to get used to losing and feeling ignorant… all the time. And never being impressive or good enough. A downward spiral of inadequacies and insecurities? I admire him, though. So much. And he is very kind and so brilliant. I’m just not good enough for him.” 

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((I used what I know of canon + my conan from askconan + the Shinichi from askkudoushinichi to form these answers. My Conan is demanding to know where the hell Ran is in all of this. So, as always, take these theories of mine with a truck of salt…))