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☒ – A fact about the mun.

☑ – A fact about the character.

I’m going to totally cop out of this one by saying the following:

My birthday is August 28th. Hakuba’s birthday is August 29th. Neat, huh?

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OH HEY THOSE ARE LIKE

THIS WEEK

HOW DID THIS HAPPEN??? 😀 

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(But no seriously we’re having a party for Hakuba on the 29th apparently? So make sure to shower him with love. ICly, he’s convinced that no one knows when his birthday is and that he’ll spend it with Baaya at home doing nothing. Of course she’ll get him a present but… geez, Hakubby, most people like you than you think!)

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interiordesignhorizons: Some of the best interiors designs involve utilizing a certain space for multiple functionalities, such as this; a social space, a sceneric space, a storage space, and a natural light provider. Ahh! AHH! Do want! When I build my own home some day…

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therewitharose:

❤ – Any tumblr senpais?

❣ – An unpopular opinion I have.

⋆ – A ship I have with my character.

❧ – A ship I have with your character.

✗ – A ship I can’t stand !!

☒ – A fact about the mun.

☑ – A fact about the character.

✾ – Why I chose my character.

◎ – Relationship status.

❂ – Post a picture of myself.

☄ – My opinion of you.

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kurobakaitokid replied to your post:“14. *smirks slightly*”
Ah tantei-san, looks like I have to work hard, hm? *Leans in close to press his lips firmly on the side of Hakuba’s neck* Afterall, I do dislike sharing you with the other Kaitous.. *grins mischievously* What would you have me do, my dear tantei-san?

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The detective frowned. He enjoyed the attention very much, of course, and he was hard-pressed to ignore a kiss from a Kaitou, but… Hakuba sighed and put his hands on Kaitou’s shoulder, gently bracing so that distance would be maintained when he stepped back.

“Now, now, Kaitou-san… It’s not exactly easy sharing myself, either; I end up with a broken and aching heart several times over more often than not. However,” Hakuba sniffed resolutely. “I must remind you that this blog is multi-ship friendly, and there are only one of me for every 7.333 repeating of you, approximately. At least, in terms of those who are somewhat active.”

With another sigh, he continued, offering an apologetic glance, though his frown became more pronounced. “You’re going to need to learn to share, my my possessive thief, but I shall come up with a nickname for you that you will enjoy to reward you for your tenacity. As for what you can do…”

Hakuba’s expression became thoughtful then as he considered. Hm.

“…I suggest that you start with getting to know me and allowing myself a moment to get to know you. And by that I mean, further than where you like to be bitten. A new thread, perhaps. Are you still in school? If so, let’s start there." 

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magicianinthemoonlight:

“Oh? And which would those be? I don’t REMEMBER doing anything wrong and against the law. Would you remind me? I thought you were everybody’s bitch. Maybe I was wrong. You can cuddle and not be in a relationship! Here let me show you!” Kaito says looking like he was about to pounce on the detective.

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“You know very WELL which crimes I mean, Kuroba-san! I KNOW that you’re Kaitou Kid and your continued denial is both infuriating and insulting!” The detective clenched his fists at his sides, trying to control his temper with seething breaths. This, Hakuba managed, but not without a scowl.

“…And if you dare touch me… especially while you insist on calling me such a degrading term, so help me Kuroba-san…" 

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Hospital Hospitality || shsl-queenofcakes

shsl-queenofcakes:

Karin’s dull mood, brought about by being stuck in this place and also expected to eat gelatin from a box, was blown away by what she seriously considered to be a sight for sore eyes. Her own smile lit up her pale, uncolored face and a sudden fire went back into her brown eyes free of any contact lenses. She looked over at him adoringly and reached a hand out to touch the flowers, bring them closer to her, smell them.

“Hakuba-san! How did you even know I was here? I’m so glad you came to visit me, you don’t even know. It really means a lot.”

The detective let her take the flowers – they were for her, after all, and pulled a chair over to sit at her bedside. “I went by the bakery for more of those eclairs – I have to admit that they’re dangerously addicting – and was both surprised and saddened to find that you were not there. It was  simple matter, investigatory-wise, to discover your location and…” Hakuba shrugged, finally sitting. “Here I am.”

Leaning back in his chair, Hakuba looked her over, appraising her condition. “So, are you willing to give me the details? Whose kneecaps do I need to bust?”