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I'll be posting some of my scanlations on here since my X account isnt really growing 😅
Btw this comic really reminds me of this one scene in episode 406 ⬇️
Credits : @_SP4869 on X (account no longer exist)
Likes and comments are appreciated!
My X acc :
Beware of the pipeline
Walking Home 🎀🔍
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One of my many post-Conan headcanons, feels nice to finally draw it lol, I love them so much :^)🫶
also I haven't used tumblr in a LONG time so hey why not 🧑🦯
homecoming
Chapter 1133 additional scene
Spoiler Alert!
I had to draw this scene, because something felt odd about the end...
Sorry for the sketchiness I drew this in two days :D
Suuuuper fast little comic because I needed to get this out of my brain so I can continue with my life.
Hey fellas, what the hell are you supposed to say when your bff tells you that his greatest fear is becoming a reality?
Ran's bd but with a sad twist.
The empty file
Chapter 4 is finally on ff.net and AO3
Preview:
Shinichi Kudo
…file in progress:
Japanese High School Detective
Family: Yusaku (See file) and Yukiko Kudo
Actual status: Unknown? Disappeared? Dead?
Pressure Point: ?
"Interesting."
Magnussen frowned, taking another step towards the young man, only inches away now – to study him further. He was annoyed by how composed Kudo seemed to be, but his eyes betrayed him, showing him hidden fear and to his surprise also recognition.
"Very interesting, indeed."
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"call me," he asks.
Hattori looks at him quite surprised though says "Conan" without any hesitation. that sounds so wrong!
"Conan! Conan, hey, over there! Conan! you'd better be ready for the next lesson, Conan. Conan! watch out! you can't mess with evidences on a crime scene, Conan! Conan! Conan!"
his throat tightens as the fear steps in. the fear touches his face and smiles softly. "what a poor boy... are you sure? are you really sure or you just try to persuade yourself?" the fear is kind. the fear tries to calm him down with gentle (stabbing) words and warm (suffocating) hugs.
he pushes himself out of the fear's hands and repeats "call me". his voice is full of a despair, of the need to hear the name, trembling, wavering, slightly suffocated and... his voice is a child's voice.
he's about to throw up. or do something insane.
Hattori grabs his arm, still silent, and he notices his hands are shaking as he's freezing out cold. but it's a summertime. huh. maybe... maybe it's just a dream or something...
he's facing Hattori who looks genuinely worried.
"call me," he says one more time. "please."
"Kudo," Hattori answers careful, looking for his reaction, and his blood is flaming with an excitement. Kudo! right, Kudo!
"Kudo, you've got a nice set of skills, wanna join us? Kudo! Kudo, awesome job! Kudo, are you sure—?"
the fear grabs him tightly, crushing his lungs. "are you definitely sure? Kudo?" the fear opens him alive and observes what belong to Kudo. the observation is quick and the conclusion is agonizing.
the fear murmurs and shakes its head. nothing. nothing belongs to Kudo. zero. no Kudo at all.
Kudo...
he tries again though he's at the verge of breaking point. the fear just signs as he's a child. he is a child. no, it's not right. wait.
Hattori's hands are warm and sweaty. he's dead serious, his eyes are full of concern, and they're looking at each other, and he goes one more time, not breaking an eye contact.
"call me."
Hattori smiles and answers.
"Shinichi, ahou. did ya forget yer own name?" his answer softens the fear's cold grasp and Shinichi feels he can breathe again. "let's get out of here, ya've got a heat stroke or something, I'm not going to risk yer life."
Shinichi closes his eyes in order not to let his tears down. gosh, he needs a moment to grasp the meaning of the reality. Hattori stays with him and his presence keeps the fear on a distance, and Shinichi couldn't be more grateful than he already is.
Shinichi says.
"thanks, Heiji."
Hattori softly whispers "anytime, Shinichi. anytime."
when I was watching how hurtful it's for Shinichi to get his body back with an antidote, an idea appeared in my mind. a pretty simple idea. we all have noticed that Shinichi loves to pretend that he's fine and everything is tip-top especially when it's not. snd also we have Hattori who is a detective, his job is literally NOTICING DETAILS that can shed a light on what happened. detail by detail, he reveals the truth.
imagine Shinichi who is finally got his body back but still experiencing consequences of his decisions and his lifestyle (aka "if I'm not killed, then everything is fine. being half dead is also fine, drop it already"). consequences such as being permanently cold until his heart will get used to the size of a body, headaches because of that, an extremely strong fatigue (the amount of stress that was just taken from him after getting his body back and ending the existence of BO should be insanely big. his body immediately felt that it's time to rest). and no one notice that because they're busy with their lives and because Shinichi is hiding it pretty well.
until the day when Hattori shows.
he goes like "heya, Kudo! nice to see ya! ya look— you should lie down, you're about to collapse, I'm begging ya, don't be your usual stubborn ass or I'll just grab ya straight to your home."
because he notices. a little squint, a tensed body, a tired glance, a lowered shoulders' line. he's a detective. it's his job...
he's just making excuses.
and Hattori is the only one person who will immediately get an understanding how to help Kudo — just because he cares about him and pays attention to every little detail.
just imagine.
(I'm writing it like a little post hope I'll finish it tomorrow)
Did you know that they're genetically half-siblings? :D
Post-canon differences imo
I actually did this a while ago…but took some time relettering it in English. It’s not really a story, my friend wanted to see some whump that’s all.🥺
Prompt - Double trouble
So this is for you @gingerwitchhh, hope you like it. But honestly, I didn't run it to my beta yet (she's still busy with the new chapter of the Sherlock-Conan crossover), and the prompts (which are still open) are more to get me back to writing. Right now, it still feels like I don´t know what I'm doing, which is even more frustrating since I should know how to write, yeah but - whatever, hope you'll still like it. Next one will be a glimpse into what happened after "Lost in time" since it was also a prompt (even though it seemed to be gone).
See you next time around :)
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Double – trouble
“Honestly, I thought our first double date would be a little more… romantic, Heiji.” Kazuha complained, before reaching for Ran's arm, in order to pull her closer for her argument.
“I am sure Ran-san and Kudo-kun would rather see a movie or somethin’ like that! It’s their first well… real meeting with us after all.”
“No offense Kudo-kun” She fussed, but didn’t see the weak smile on the detective's face, while he could clearly see that Ran herself looked rather unwell, being drawn in their argument.
“Actually, Kazuah I piked tha heist because these two are accompanying us.” Heiji clarified proudly when they entered the building.
“After all, “No one get’s hurt” on a Kid heist – So no body’s dropping today for this Tokyo murder magnet.” He grinned, ignoring the girl’s surprised looks as well as the annoyed groan of his friend.
“Oi! Hattori –“
But Shinichi’s protest was drowned by someone calling his fellow detective by the name.
“Hey, Hattori-kun!”
“Ah Nakamori-san, nice ta finally meet ya!” Heiji greeted the young woman, who made her way towards them. Shinichi raised his eyebrows at the familiar name, he knew Heiji had pulled some strings to get them here, but what surprised him wasn't the fact that the two children of police officers seemed to know each other, but the fact that the girl in front of them looked quite similar to Ran.
“I’m glad you could make it! I’m sure you’ll be quite helpful, catching this fealty thief.” She smiled.
“Oi Aho-ko, who are you talking to?“
“Ah Kaito! If you allow me to introduce you to Heiji Hattori, the son of the chief of the Osakan police department and his friends, this is my fried Kaito Kuroba, also my classmate and some crazy wanna be magician and fan of Kid." She sneered in annoyance.
"So just ignore him during – what the?!” She stopped herself, looking from her childhood fried to the guy accompanying Hattori and back.
“WHY are there two of ya!” The detective of the east yelled, before she had the chance to do so.
“Baka-ito I swear if that’s one of your jokes!” Aoko hissed, turning back to her classmate.
“What! No I-“ But even before he had the chance to defend himself a roar of laughter interrupted him, coming from the last person you would have expected, Kudo Shinichi himself.
“Oi Kudo?” Heiji hissed, trying to calm him down, but his friend didn't- or rather couldn’t answer since he couldn't stop his laughter.
“I- I guess the guy just needs some fresh air.” Kaito flustered, taking Shinichi by the shoulders in order to guide him around the next corner.
“I – We’ll be back soon, don't worry about us.”
“Seriously Tantei-san?” The thief growled in annoyance, looking down at the detective who was still bending over from laughter, once they were out of earshot.
Shinichi took a shaking breath, still trying not to burst out laughing again.
Honestly, a room full of police officers, a magician named Kaito – and no one questioned his presence? The detective shook his head.
“So your name is really Kaito, and no one ever figured out that you’re actually Kaitou Kid?”
The high schooler in front of him just raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“Well, no. Seems like my disguise is just as good as your fake glasses have been, brat.” Kaito growled and was satisfied to see his lookalike flinch at the remark.
“At least they never had enough proof to arrest me for good.” He mused.
“So you don't deny it?”
“Huh?” The sudden serious tone of the detective had ripped him from his thought.
“You being Kaito Kid?” Kudo’s blue eyes were piecing his own, before a sly smile appeared on his lips.
“Can’t, right detective? Not after everything that had happened between us.” He smirked, his whole manner had changed from Kaito to Kid within seconds, so that the detective took a step back, slightly flustered.
“That’s not what –“
“Oh relax already will you – honestly you detectives are no fun.” Kaito grumbled, already back to his “usual” self. The sudden change left Shinichi perplex, he knew that changing from one persona to another wasn't that hard when you're used to it, but that didn’t mean it freaked him out any less. The magician – or rather thief – on the other hand, seemed to be much more disturbed by his silence, since he struggled to continue their conversation.
“Besides, it’s not like there are more people with our face running around, are they?“
‘You’d be surprised…’ Shinichi mused.
“So, what are you going to do about it?”
This time it was Shinichi who was surprised by the serious tone of the thief. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed in front his chest, casually waiting for a reply. Shinichi frowned, despite all this he could clearly see the tension in the magicians shoulders, as well as his gaze which lingered on the hallway behind him, probably planning for the best way to escape.
Kaito was surprised to see a smile appearing on the detective's lips, Kudo had closed his eyes, hiding his hands in his pockets, before he looked up again, still smiling.
“Not much I guess…” He answered with a shrug. But the thief still wouldn't let it drop so easily.
“Awe, you’re still scared I could spill your little secret? Conan Edogawa…” Shinichi tensed at the name, but only for a brief moment, before he rolled his eyes at the not so hidden blackmail in the other high schoolers word.
“Maybe, but beside…” He mused, before a dangerous grin appeared on his lips.
“… where would be the fun in catching Kaito Kuroba, when I’m here for Kid.”
Kaito was taken aback by the detectives' statement for a second, before his lips mirrored his smile.
“Huh, guess you are different after all… Tantei-kun.”
The tension in his shoulders vanished, when he saw that the detective was serious about it, guess he should have known that Kudo would react different from what he was used to.
‘Especially compared to some British nerd, trying to catch me during our Japanese lesson.’ The thief groaned at the thought.
“You shouldn't start celebrating just jet through.” Shinichi warned his look alike, in a serious tone.
“Huh?” Kaito looked up from his thoughts in surprise.
“Well, on the one hand – I’ll still catch you, and on the other…” The detective smirked, pointing over his shoulder.
“… Ran it still waiting out there.”
“What?!”
Kaito followed the hint, bending slightly to the side in order to look around the corner they were hiding behind. It seemed like the three girls were having a great time, while Hattori gave him a sour stare, but once Kudo’s girlfriend saw him, her whole manner changed in an instant. He twitched when he saw her hand forming a first, he very well remembered that the girl could turn solid stone to powder with just one punch.
“I guess she still has a bone to pick with you, after you’ve been playing Dress up ever so often.” The detective added with a smirk, as he saw Kaito slowly losing the color on his face.
“Not to mention Hattori as well-once he’ll figure it out.”
“B-But- I’m sure she wouldn’t, I mean she –“ Kaito stammered
But the detective just laughed at his lack to form a useful sentence, instead he turned around to leave him to his agonizing thoughts.
“Well good luck with that Kaito.” Shinichi mocked.
“I’ll catch you later”
He waved, not looking back, while he made his way back to their small group.
“Oh fuck you, you little –“ The thief growled, as he went after the detective but stopped when Mori’s deadly glance found him once more.
‘Jeez- I’m as good as dead.’
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Honestly, I wanted to end the shot with a brief flash to a scene after the heist, where Kaito finds a message from Shinichi offering help with the organization – but since that would just leave an open ending, and kind of bittersweet stuff (on Kids side) I skipped it, for one simply happy little shot – after such a long time with no writing at all.
Writing Prompt's
Sooooo long time no see? I guess. Don't know if someone is still reading this. But right now I try to overcome my writing or rather creative block - so if you have some wishes, ideas, or prompts for dcmk feel free to comment underneath. Please don't be upset if I don't do yours, it's just me trying to break free from this darn block.
So yeah- if you're up for something, just let me know.
Ah and by the way pleeease no Amuro or Akai themed prompts - no hate here, but I really struggle to find new fanfiction without one of them being the main character these days.
Finally finished with this little detective conan animation!!!
The song is Under the Wool by KMODO
When your boyfriend mysteriously disappears and this creepily smart kid who looks like him shows up along with all these other shady characters who are obviously hiding some bigger conspiracy. I imagine that not knowing everything that’s going on and being left to put together clues would be pretty terrifying. It feels unfair that like literally most of the people Ran knows know about the organization while she’s left in the dark about the truth. Enjoy some Ran angst! 🥲