★ ✫ (is it cool for me to submit? either muse or mun idc thank you!)

moonlightmajutsushi:

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“Well, I think tantei-san seemed happy enough with his alliteration barrage, so I suppose that means you’re up, neko-mun~ At least, for personality. I don’t believe Rai and I have ever seen how you look to go for physical traits, so… Unless you just want me to say you’re a cute, if sometimes evil-plotting cat, going by the icons you use.

Anyway, very creative, both writing-wise and artistically. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve accidentally intimidated quite a few people, though I’m sure many more, such as my mun, were more inspired. You think things out well, write superbly, though I suppose you would, having so much experience and being an author. You’re also very friendly, which is much appreciated, and I love how open you are as well, especially to responding in and out of character to personal blogs. Really, I and more people should probably do that more often, considering that’s how Rai found tantei-san’s blog to begin with, and from there, the DC/MK RP community. Quite the likable person, if that wasn’t obvious enough~ To borrow a phrase some, you’re many people’s senpai, and they’re very glad when you notice them~”

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"Hmm… since he did seem to like it before, would tantei-san mind too much if I did it again? Though not with c this time… Maybe a step to the side with b? Hmm… A built, blue-eyed, and blond British bishounen bewitches bystanders by being bold, basically… blinding bandits, barbarians, and busybodies with brilliance, beauty… and blushing, because of a bared back, bothered by blemishes, but besotting beholders beyond all blights…”

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“You… really are far too kind to me, you know.”

Mistletoe

miyanohaibara:

Shiho raced down the hallways, glancing sideways in case he might’ve ran past Hakuba. She was accompanying him on another one of his ‘cases’ and got lost while Hakuba was chasing the criminal. Glancing at another side, she saw the familiar deerstalker and it’s wearer leaning against the doorway, watching the criminal get taken away by the constables. “S-sorry, kinda got lost for a second there…” She let out a small chuckle, but the other didn’t seem to pay attention. His gaze fixed at some object on top of them, following his gaze she finds mistletoe hanging above them. Shiho blushed, staring at the decoration in horror. Though Hakuba didn’t look like he planned to make any move. Slowly, Shiho stood on her toes to stand at the other’s face level. Giving him a little kiss on the cheek.

“I-it didn’t look like you were going to do anything. Don’t get you hopes up either just because of that!” She huffed, turning away to hide the slight blush tinting her cheeks.

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Ai shook her head to snap out of the little flashback, looking back up at the decoration. The setting wasn’t different from back then either, only this time Conan was under the mistletoe.
“You are not getting me this time.” And with that, she turned and walked away. She should probably get Ayumi there instead for a good laugh or two.

Mistletoe (not sure if I’m too late~)

expensivebirdboy:

Next five people to say ‘Mistletoe’ in my askbox get a kiss.

Christmas was just a few more weeks away and the music and decorations in every little shop and streetcorner only made that even more obvious, much to the distress and annoyance to a lot of giftshoppers and simple passerbys. 

Dick, however, loved it. 

The moment December rolled around, it was like someone had permanently glued a grin to his face and even despite the cold that sometimes got just a little too close to being unbearable, he still couldn’t help but feel so incredibly giddy and jolly.

Seeing that famiiar face turn the corner only served to strengthen that feeling of pure and simple happiness. His expression brightening, Dick fished around in his pocket for the little plant he’d nicked from a store a few blocks away, while swiftly, smoothly closing the distance between himself and the blond detective.

He could see the other’s mouth opening in greeting, but before he could fully form the words, Dick threw an arm around his neck and tugged him down, his other hand happily waving the little mistletoe above their heads.

“Merry Christmas~” he sing-songed, something just a little sly and mischievous flashing across his face as he leaned in that final inch to capture Hakuba’s lips in a warm, long kiss.