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Of Crimson, Tigers, and Birdwatching

phantom-thief-kid:

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“I swear, detective. You and Kudou both know how to kill figures of speech.” He sighed. Really, that was a pain. Metaphors and figures of speech were fun.

“I do need people, you know. And I just think that you’re worrying too much about what can’t be controlled instead of what can.” Kaito scratched the back of his head. “That’s asking for problems, Hakuba. Fretting about not things uncontrollable is already bad enough, then you add in the worry that happens when things don’t go your way and how you can’t change it.“

Hakuba looked unconvinced as he watched Kaito attempt to explain whatever it was he was going on about, then sighed. "Fine! Fine. If you’d like me not to worry so much, then run away with me. Let’s leave for Paris tonight. We’ll forget all about this raven business, escape from all of the Hattori Heijis, and deal with the immortality  whenever it comes to it.”

Part of him was dead serious. But then, part of him was always dead set on running away to Paris at any moment’s notice. He smirked.

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[A Text Message from Half-Asleep Hakuba (at least he’s not drunk)]

how are you doign in english class

do you needhelp kurobakoon

i acn halp you

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[A Text Message from Half-Asleep Hakuba (at least he’s not drunk)]

hattori

hattori hat lok we shld probably discuss htat cats because yor fans na my ne are ifighting 

hattori

haaaaaaaatrrroii

don’t block me again

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M!As

Gender Bender: Muse is the opposite gender for ___.
Baby: Muse is pregnant and due in ____. (Father specified by anon)
Sight: Muse is blind for ___
Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___
Ariel: Muse doesn’t have a tongue for ___
Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___
Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____
Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___
Compulsion: Muse has OCD for ___ (anon decides primary source of obsession [number, cleanliness, etc])
Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days
Cloak: Muse will be Invisible if wearing a special Clothing (Anon decides) for 3 Hours
Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours
Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days
Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.
Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours
Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours
Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours
Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)
Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies)
Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Sick: Muse will be sick with a unique flu for (Anon decides. Anon may also specify flu symptoms, they can even be really odd, different from Cough curse.)
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)
Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.
Reverse: Muse’s personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Extremist: Muse becomes an extremist for (Anon specifies and decides for how long)
Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)
Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)
Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours
Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours
Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours
Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours
Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours
Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours
Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour
Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)
Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days
Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)
Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days
Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)
Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 18 hours
AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week
Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours
Mother: Muse suspects everyone has insulted their mother for 4 hours
Thin Ice: Muse strays onto thin ice and falls through unless saved. (Mun chooses whether they live or die)
High Tide: Muse is trapped in a cave with water that will fill it in 4 hours.
Pins and Needles: Muse feel as if someone is sticking needles in them for 2 hours.
Crawling Bugs: Muse becomes paranoid of bugs crawling on his/her skin and keeps hallucinating that there are bugs crawling on them.
Angel: Muse is and angel for ___
Demon: Muse is a demon for ___
Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___
Broken: Muse is mentally broken and upset with themselves to the point that they harm themselves for ___

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koizumiakako:

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With another sigh she looked back down at the table and swirled the spoon around the dessert cup in front of her. Honestly, she hadn’t really meant to cause him so much pain. The whole affair had been based on her spell over him, which wouldn’t have hurt him so much upon it’s removal unless he had actually developed some sort of genuine feelings for her. It wasn’t her fault that he had actually started to like her! Especially when she made it clear that she was trying to get Kaito’s attention.

Obviously it didn’t work. It never did no matter which Kaito she tried it on because there was always someone else. Aoko, Kudou, and sometimes even Hakuba himself. Maybe she had done it as a sort of backhanded revenge but it seemed silly since Hakuba hadn’t done anything.

Why wouldn’t he be pissed? She could feel it radiating off of him, and while she wasn’t scared of him in the slightest, it still left her with an uneasy feeling that she couldn’t quite shake off.

Looking back up at him she nodded her head toward the seat opposite her. A talk was probably long overdue. And while she wasn’t quite sure what to say, it seemed that it was inevitable. He probably had plenty to get off his chest and likewise she had a few things to get off her own.

Things had changed since then.

An invitation to sit with her. With her. Hakuba rolled his eyes, turning his head away again, but hesitated. Evil, temptress witch or not, Akako was still a lady – at least she presented herself as such – and if Hakuba was really a true gentleman, he would give her another chance. He considered, briefly, if he really needed to be a gentleman in this case, but eventually, reluctantly, conceded. 

Defeated, he could only give the cashier a mournful, pleading look as she handed him his coffee. He rolled his hip, pulling away from the counter he’d been leaning on, and slowly trudged in despair toward Akako’s table as if he were marching to his own, certain, miserable death.

Once he arrived, he looked at her again, pressing his lips into a thin, straight line; a supposedly neutral expression that he often wore when he was trying to decide what mood he wanted to be in before speaking. Then, he did the rudest thing he could think of to do and pulled a chair back and taking a seat without being explicitly asked to or having asked first. The coffee ended up set on the table while Hakuba organized the shopping bags at his feet. 

He said nothing (which was also quite rude of him to do), and didn’t even care.

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askkudoushinichi:

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“You know quite a lot about me. Which means you’ve really done your homework. I didn’t think I was that interesting.” He chuckled, smiling at him. “But you’re right, I guess. I don’t always follow the rules but I don’t really break them either. Only bend. The police still look down on that though so it’s not the best plan for me.“

The conversation had surprised him. He hadn’t expected it to be so casual, especially since they barely knew each other but Hakuba had been surprisingly humble around him. It seemed that his reputation preceded him but Shinichi had still expected to see a little of that arrogant personality he had experienced twice before. But in this situation, it was surprisingly nonexistent.

"It sounds like that’s your plan. To go into the force like your father? That’s pretty admirable in itself. He must be proud of you.”

Hakuba resisted the urge to comment that Kudou-san was, in fact, very interesting and that, yes, he had done a lot of homework on him. Probably too much.

When the talk moved back onto Hakuba, he shrugged. “Ah, there are still a lot of things that I have yet to consider as far as the specifics go… but I do think that I will likely attempts to join Scotland Yard in the United Kingdom and help with their forensics and cold case files.” He frowned a little. “I guess I like paperwork too much to go out on my own.”

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koizumiakako:

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Of course she had noticed. Akako had recognized his voice the moment he had spoken to the cashier but noticing and initiating conversation were two completely different things. When she had looked to find the source of the familiar voice she had easily pinpointed him by his blond hair and refined stance, even under the weight of so many shopping bags.

So she had waited to see if he would see her and sure enough he had. And then he immediately looked away and she bristled slightly at being ignored, even though she was doing the same thing.

Of course he would still be mad. The idea occurred to her quickly and it calmed her attitude, but only slightly. When he turned back to look at her again she couldn’t help but feel a pang of hurt at the look on his face; as if he had been hoping to never see her again. She had hoped to never see that face on a man ever again.

So instead of turning away, she gave him a tiny wave, nearly unnoticeable but she was sure that he would.

Oh no. She had noticed. And then- what, a wave?

Hakuba frowned. He wasn’t sure how else to react. After what she’d done, a wave? He fought the compulsion to wave back. To smile and nod at her in greeting. It would be rude to ignore her gesture, but then, he didn’t really have anything to say to her that wasn’t rude anyway, so what did it matter? 

The detective looked back to the cashier, wondering why it was taking her so long to get his coffee ready. He took in a deep breath, exhaled a sigh, then forced himself to look back at Akako and nod in her direction. 

THERE. That had to count for something, didn’t it? 

He was displeased, sour-faced, hands slipping into his pockets – what he could manage, anyway, with the shopping bags looped around his wrists. Ugh. How could someone so beautiful be so… so… so like her?