she/her ||focusing way too much on side (police) characters/ starting to get embarrassing || I don't write smut!!! || Masterlist || Currently working on||
Hello hello! Greetings (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ how was your day been?
I got an platonic idea for kaito kid, an terminally sick sibling reader that always at the hospital, and kaito visit them in the hospital while in his kaito kid disguise.and cheer reader up since the reader can't go anywhere. Will be a little funny if sibling reader don't know kaito kid is their brother.
Have a great day! And stay hydrated (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。Please don't rush yourself (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+
-Berry 🩷
Never fully dressed without a smile
Kaito x sibling!reader
Words: 1.2 K
A/N: Yeah, I'm still alive guys. I am so sorry that this took so incredibly long, I was so busy I didn't manage to write anything for any kind of fandom in the last year or so.
“Is there anything else you need?" You just shook your head and the nurse smiled slightly at you. "All right. If you change your mind, we're just a button press away." You nodded. “Thank you.” With a smile that was probably meant to be encouraging but seemed more like a grimace, she finally closed the door and left you alone. What was left was silence, interrupted only by your faint breathing and the beeping of the numerous devices you were connected to.
Instantly, the smile you had put on earlier to reassure the nurse slipped from your face and you sank back into your pillow with a pained sigh. It was already late in the evening, the sun had long since set and your hopes that your brother would visit you today had also disappeared.
You already knew that he probably wouldn't make it in time, but that small, desperate part of you still had hoped that his tousled mop of hair would squeeze through the crack in the door, a big grin on his lips, and that Kaito would do his best to cheer up your stay here, at least for a few hours.
However, you also knew that Kaito, unlike you, also had a life outside the hospital. He had school to attend to and friends to spend time with as well, at your request even. Just because you were confined to a hospital bed didn't mean the same should be true for him.
Still, you had hoped that he would make it.
As of today, it had been exactly two months since you'd been hospitalised and you could have used a silly joke or a magic trick. You didn't know how long you lay still and motionless in your bed, hoping to fall asleep, before you gave up and turned to your bedside table to switch on the light, your face contorted with pain. If you couldn't sleep, at least you could use the time wisely and read something.
However, a rustle of clothes followed by a chuckle made you pause. "Now, now, my lady. You shouldn't overwork yourself in your condition." Startled, you flinched, another groan of pain escaping you, and turned so that you could see the window from where the voice had come and gasped for air. On the windowsill, surrounded by flowing curtains and a cloak, sat a person in a white suit with a white top hat pulled low over their face. A rather familiar person.
“KAITO...” Before you could finish your exclamation, however, the wizard in the moonlight had already rushed over to you and placed a gloved finger on your lips to silence you. “Ah, ah, ah,” he admonished, a mischievous smile on his face. “We don't want to worry the poor nurse, do we?”
Once he seemed sure you weren't going to shout again, he put his hand down and took a step back so that his hat cast such a shadow that his face couldn't really be recognised. “What are you doing here?” you hissed as your eyes darted frantically to the door, anxious that someone might come in. “I was just in the neighbourhood and thought I might drop by.” He sauntered over to the small dresser opposite your bed and leaned against it, a cheeky grin on his lips.
“Cheer up the lonely patients.”
He snapped his fingers and suddenly your bed was overflowing with flowers. Your favourite flowers. You opened your eyes in surprise when he handed them to you with a bow and a wink.
“How...?"
„A magician never reveals his tricks.“
No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't help but smile a little. How many times had you heard that line from your brother Kaito?
“So,” Kid hopped onto one of the cabinets and looked down at you. “What do you do here to have fun?”
You shrugged, quickly recovering from the shock of the magician thief sitting in your room. "Not much really. Every now and then there are events like mahjong evenings or there's something interesting on TV. Sometimes my brother or classmates come to visit me, that's the best entertainment you can have here." For a moment, you thought you saw a hint of sadness flit across his face, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.
“Well then, let's change that.” He clapped his hands. The flowers on your bed disappeared and instead five or six vases filled with them were lined up on the small cupboard next to you.
He clapped again and a flock of pigeons swooped out from under his cloak. They flew round the room before floating out of the window into the dark night, their white feathers a stark contrast to the black of their surroundings.
A giggle, a truly honest laugh, escaped you and at the sound of it, the wide grin on Kid's face deepened.
"We have a long night ahead of us, my dear. Hold on tight, because I promise I will entertain you so much that your stomach will hurt with laughter and you won't be able to close your mouth in amazement!"
He was right.
For the next two hours, Kid performed trick after trick that left you feeling a mixture of amazement, amusement and admiration. Whether it was simple card tricks or going so far as to make the empty hospital bed next to you disappear, reappear in the courtyard and return to the room, Kid put on a show for you that made you forget for a few moments your worries and pain, as well as the disappointment of your brother's absence.
However, you were still a patient at the hospital for a reason, so the constant laughter and concentration took its toll on your strength. You couldn't remember the last thing the Kid had done, maybe projecting his face onto the TV or walking on the ceiling, but eventually your eyes shut and you sank into a deep slumber the likes of which you hadn't experienced in months.
Kaito quickly realised when you had fallen asleep and exhaled. He had been wondering when you would finally fall asleep. Not that he had run out of tricks, no, he really wasn't that sad a wannabe wizard, but you needed your sleep. You had tried to hide it from him over the last few weeks, but the nurses had spoken to him: You would hardly sleep and only eat and drink as much as was necessary. But even without the nurses' comments, he had noticed your sunken cheeks and dark circles beneath your eyes.
And when he had realised today that he wouldn't make it to you in time as Kuroba Kaito after his raid, he had had the idea of making his alter ego appear.
Carefully and quietly, so as not to wake you, he stepped closer and gently pulled the blanket over your sleeping form when he realised that your shoulders were shaking slightly in the night breeze that was blowing in through the open window. Kaito leaned over and pressed a light kiss to your forehead. 'Don't worry, we'll figure this out,' he whispered softly, turning round under the soft rustle of his coat. It was time to go.
He glanced at you one last time, murmuring a ‘good night’ before launching himself from the windowsill into the cool night.
He would find a way to help you, even if it meant flying to the ends of the earth.
HELLLOOOO!!!! How have you been? Hopefully good! I couldn’t help but ask if you would be willing to do some platonic Detective Conan work (specifically gin or akai) in the future.
I really enjoy your work, and your writing style is dangerously addicting. I can’t wait for your future works!!!💞💞💞🫠🫠🫠
Thank you so much!!!
I know I haven't posted in a while since life's busy, but I haven't stopped, promise!!
btw people who shame x readers are losers in my eye because why are you bothering a community that does no harm to you???
“its so cringe“ so are the ship fics you read that has the same dynamics?? like okayyy you read fanfics in a god honoring, senior citizen way and not in a cringe loser way congratulations !!! (btw i also read ship fanfics)
not to mention selfshippers are the backbones of fandoms
ALSO why cant we do both? is it that hard you ppl always have to hate on something and its not healthy
like i read both without shitting on neither of them and its actually not that hard???
A brief post on why and how to be considerate in comment sections!
I finally understand why people are frustrated/sad when part 2 of a fanfiction doesn’t come out. I’m a little bit emotionally invested in this one Suguru fic right now. It’s 3 parts, but only 1 part is out, and the writer has been absent for months. I’m a wee bit emotionally devastated (but I’ll get over it).
SO I GET THE MORE DEMANDING COMMENTS NOW. I understand why people say “when is part two coming out” or “it’s been a year… is part two ever coming out??” — that being said, those kinds of comments are inherently rude.
When commenting something like that, you create a sort of pressure on the writers end, because there is an undertone of a demand. When people ask “when is it coming out” and say “it’s been x amount of time” - it’s implied that only your needs are important. That *you expect a part two* from the writer. Remember folks, writers on here are people too. Try rephrase how you ask about part two:
You can say, “Hey! I loved this fic so much! (Maybe even insert feedback on WHY you like it, as that means a lot to writers <3). I was wondering if you plan on making part two anytime soon? No worries if not, I’m just curious! Love your work, will gladly be on a tag list!”
This way, you’re not making a demand— you’re asking your question while being grateful, respectful, and considerate. It’s not easy work to be a writer for everyone (for some it is, for many it’s very time consuming, etc!)
Please don’t ever direct your frustrations towards writers. We aren’t paid for this, and have our own very busy lives!
I understand it sucks when a writer says they’re going to post something, but they don’t and haven’t. But please remember, they’re people too. Go ahead and ask for clarification and offer grace! You deserve to ask for clarification! But because this is a free service and platform, no writings are owed to you. We all should be considerate to one another 💗
If you do this with my fics, or anyone's fics, please know I HATE you. I hate you more than every troll comment, every "your writing sucks kys" comment, every "update soon" comment. I hate you. Other authors hate you. If you want my fic, you either WAIT for it or you pay me for it. And if you won't do one of those things, you don't deserve my fic or anyone else's.
Please don't ever fucking do this. Just don't. I'm serious. We're all serious, this isn't a "Oh they're just heated and jumping on the ai hate train"
We have every right to Hate Ai and what people think they're allowed to do with our hard work purely because we wish to share our ideas and show our creations to the public.
Physical and Digital Art, Music, Writing, Any Of It! We Don't want it put into an Ai creation. We just Don't. You wanna show you support us? Offer feedback, more than just a like on a post, comment What you like about it, Communicate.
So many artists I know have given up on their art because they lost motivation, because all they got was empty likes from time to time and so all they had to go by was the Numbers. We don't want Numbers, we Want Words, We Want Recognition. And throwing our art into an Ai creator takes any chance of that recognition and throws it into a blender, and then a toilet.
Suffice to Say, Don't Put Artist's Work Into Ai Bots
Hi everyone,
I owe you an apology—I know I’ve been MIA for quite a while. The truth is, I’m in my graduating year at school, and it’s been incredibly demanding. For the past few months, my days have revolved around school, homework, and collapsing into bed as soon as I’m done.
It’s not just about not having time to write; I’ve been completely drained of energy and creativity. Honestly, I haven’t had a single new idea in months, and it’s been tough.
But please know I haven’t forgotten about you! I don’t know exactly how long this busy period will last—probably a few more months—but I want you to know that writing isn’t something I can focus on right now. It’s frustrating because I just can’t seem to find the words.
I do have some projects and requests in progress, and I promise they’ll get done eventually. I just can’t give you a timeline right now. I’m really sorry for the delay and hope you’ll understand. Thank you for your patience.
Gotta love Yokomizo Jugo. It doesn't matter if he's solving a case, talking to the kids or his brother or realises that everything he said is wrong. His face is just a mask of sheer and utter boredom and/ or judgement and I've gotta love his complete attitude that screams "I don't give a shit"
Look at him, he's so unbothered eventhough he's standing right next to the corpse.
Is he accusing her friend of possibly being the murder? Yes.
Does he give a shit? Absolutely no.
But just as well, he really doesn't care that a primary school student was cleverer than him. He just does his job.
Dude, you're literally solving the case. At least try to show some emotions.
Can you see that? That's his "Fuck it, case solved, I'm out, bitches" face
Honey, you've just been proved wrong by a bunch of kids and an old guy. At least try to look bothered.
