Turn Up The Heat (39,158 words) by shadowedlightning
Works: 4/4 (for now, anyway)
Fandom: 名探偵コナン | Detective Conan | Case Closed
Relationships: Haibara Ai | Miyano Shiho/Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan
Description: Conan is an omega. Ai will be, and Shiho is, an alpha. And (pre-)heats do not make for clear-headed behavior. But sometimes they do make for happy little accidents that lead to much more fun in the future.
Plus, Ai's a pred, and Conan discovers just how close that allows him to be with somebody he cares about.
Anyway actually decided that it's easier to manage if I don't post the individual fics, and instead link to the series of all 4.
Anyway, please check individual fics for their specific additional tags and ratings, as they vary between fics.
Also check individual fics for which characters appear besides the main pairing, that also varies.
This was mostly just an experiment to kind of get back into writing after a 3 year block and to mess around a little with omegaverse and cobbling together bits and pieces of other stuff I've read that I liked. It's self-indulgent to the max without regard for much else as a result. Finally decided to get around to linking it officially here.
As usual, you're welcome/I'm sorry, please select the most applicable sentiment.
the way i forgor i literallg JUST posted an animatic @creatorverse-official @lordterronus @solacerider @void-with-drip @blossomtato @austeretrav @pempempemto @scrubthings @yo-it-dey @archerdepartures116 @a-tinylunardream @launchsteinward @dothecatdance hehe
“Let’s run through the information again, shall we?”
Lou scoffed, smiling slyly at Shinobu. “What? Oh, do I need to baby-talk it to poor Enji?”
“Baby-talk it to them. You know what I mean,” Shinobu rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, the magic aura around him turning from a sickly green to a cool purple.
“Uh, I don’t? We’re kind of in a closed-off room.” Aico raised a single hand, waved off by the two immortals. “Okay then. Rude.”
Lou breathed in, enhancing her voice as if a boom.
“This event is called the Labyrinth of Midnight and Mars Tournament. Unlike the annual Arena Tournament, this event is made from complex illusions and various puzzles per round.
Once the tournament begins, players will be paired randomly with another. You will then be split into two teams: DUSK and DAWN. These teams will be in separate sides of the labyrinth, right up until the end.
These teams have the pairs battle against each other in game rounds, both sides with a different type of challenge. First to complete their challenge wins!
Here’s how this works in the real world. There’s going to be polls deciding who will finish first, but pairs still get the opportunity to enact the scene all the same. However, you do not have to join in on the role-playing to participate in the event.
At the end of the tournament, the pairs remaining, one from team DUSK and one from team DAWN, get to decide what type of competition to play. (If it is combat, this will be done through the almighty Discord.)
Aaand players will enter by filling out this form.”
Lou sighed, clearing her voice. “Was that simplified enough for you?”
“Uh,” Aico deadpanned, “You lost me.”
“Do not worry,” Shinobu smiled, stepping out into the balcony, the words transferring into balls of light that he spread out into the sky. “It is only they who have to understand. You can just sit back.”
“Yeah, but it’s still nice to understand,” Aico pouted.
“Hey,” Lou smiled, putting a hand on Aico’s shoulder, “How about you do the honors?”
“The honors?” She scoffed, “What do I say, ‘LET THE GAMES BEGIN’— oh shit-“
Ok been trying out some of the anime on UK Netflix and this one wasn’t so bad I liked the concept and the world.
The plot is in 2035, a biological research project to create an Artificial and Intelligent Cellular Organism (A.I.C.O.) went awry, resulting in an incident called the "Burst" which transformed Kurobe Gorge into a quarantine area infested by a rampant growth of synthetic organisms called Matter. Two years later, high school student Aiko Tachibana finds that she may be the duplicate of a girl trapped within the Matter whose family disappeared in the Burst. An enigmatic fellow student Yuya Kanzaki offers to solve the mystery by taking her with a group of professional Divers to the Primary Point which was the center of the Burst.
I liked the story and the design of the Matter. I did think it had some good ideas and action, some cool suit designs and machine designs. All was very interesting and it was violent and a harsh world setting. The downside is I didn't like any of the characters and didn’t connect to any of them. They were all a bit generic and cliched with minimal development so I just didn’t feel much for them.
Worth checking out for the plot and world and maybe the characters will resonate with other more than they did for me.
Summary: "It's Christmas!" Shinichi's face light up in excitement. He looks at her with impish glee, his hands clutching what appears to be a poorly-wrapped present adorned with a crooked gold ribbon. "Don't you know? December twen—"
A/N: @coai Secret Santa entry for the very talented @mestos
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“Merry Christmas!”
Shiho blinks. The corner of her lips twist into a confused frown at the man standing in her doorway, her eyes barely open from sleep deprivation. She yawns into her hand, and the collar of her pajamas slips off her left shoulder, leaving her exposed skin shivering at the breeze’s touch because damn it’s early, and damn it’s cold.
“What?” The disoriented scientist mumbles, rubbing the corner of her eye with one hand as she hopelessly attempts to tame her bed hair with the other. She shifts her weight and leans on the doorframe, fearful to collapse into the young detective’s arms —who, by the way, is the one who dragged her out the comfort of her bed at 6:45 AM.
“It’s Christmas!” Shinichi’s face light up in excitement. He looks at her with impish glee, his hands clutching what appears to be a poorly-wrapped present adorned with a crooked gold ribbon. “Don’t you know? December twen—“
“I know when Christmas Day is.” She says curtly.
“ Ah— “ Shinichi replies awkwardly. He catches a glimpse of her bare shoulder on his way of averting his stare and by God , his face turn pink with embarrassment. Nervously, his fingers curl around the white-and-gold wrapping paper, making a muffled crunching sound that draws her attention back to the package.
She can’t help feeling a little sting of remorse.
If that’s what she thinks it is —and, oh , Kudo can be oblivious to a fault sometimes, but excessive, uncalled-for gallantry has always been his worst flaw— then it’d be most unkind of her to turn down such an act of good faith, wouldn’t it?
She sighs. “Can I brush my teeth first, at least?” She gestures for him to follow her inside, “Have you yet?”
“Of course I have!” He says indignantly.
“Mhm…” She hums dismissively, “Then help yourself to some coffee. And while you’re at it, be a darling and make some for me too, will you?”
Before he has any chance to object, she gracefully vanishes into her bedroom, leaving him in the semi-darkness of the living room. The sun takes its sweet time coming out, and the pale orange sky lingers a few more minutes before it turns white gold. He thinks of the countless sunrises he’d witnessed the past few weeks, of the numbness of his fingers and how much he —
Shinichi sighs. Coffee seems like a good idea.
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She practically throws the small box into his lap, “Merry Christmas to you too.” The scientist says, smiling softly when he almost jolts off the sofa .
“ Ah, you —” Like a moron, he chokes on his own words while reaching for the creased package at his side of the table. Oh, damn. He should have bought a present box. Now it looks dumb and unthoughtful next to her perfectly wrapped gift. His heart falls to his stomach, and he seriously feels like he’s about to die of embarrassment. Why, oh, why did he ever think this was a good idea? And sprinting to her house at the break of dawn, making such a fuss for such an insignificant—
“Come on, open it.”
“Um, I… I only have this for you.”
She smirks, looking at the mangled wrapping with fondness. “Nice handwork.”
“Shut up.”
He tears the wrapping paper off and pulls the lid of the box open. A pair of dark grey mittens lay on top of white tissue paper.
“Thought you might need them.” She says with a lopsided smile. “Your hands look like crap.”
Well, next time she should try pricking her hands with sticks for three weeks and see how they look.
“Gee, thanks.” He grumbles, annoyed yet touched that she would notice. “Aren’t you gonna open yours?”
She complies for once, and he grows visibly anxious as her fingers rip off the paper. Her lips curl into a tentative smile as she unwraps a red scarf from the package. “Hmm… this better be Fusae.”
Shinichi rolls his eyes back in exasperation, “Don’t you have like three million of those already?” He pauses, watching fondly as her fingers toy with the soft fabric. He takes a deep breath. “It’s not Fusae, I’m afraid. It’s hand-made… by me.”
A pause.
“You?”
“Y-Yes.”
“And you’re expecting me to wear this in public?” The strawberry blonde teases.
“Alright. Give it back.” The flustered boy fumes, trying to fetch the scarf.
“ Kudo— I’m joking!” Shiho dodges and chuckles, both amused and touched at his earnest. So much that she can’t bring herself to torture him anymore. She wraps the scarf around her neck— it’s soft and warm and smells of him, and she wouldn’t exchange that for anything. She wouldn’t change him for the world. “It’s great. It even is my favorite color.”
“You really… are not cute at all.” The resigned detective admits, shaking his head with a sense of defeat. “But yes, I was hoping —if it’s not too below your royal highness , of course— that you would wear it out sometime.”
She tilts her head, side glancing at the snow-covered streets outside her window. “ Sometime … like now?”
“ Now? ”
Shiho gets up, prompting him to follow, “There’s a breakfast place two blocks from here. I’m starving.”
And even though he’s literally sleep deprived and emotionally exhausted, the prospect of spending Christmas Day with the elusive scientist for the first time is extremely tempting. Moreover, he is also starving.
“Eh, are you asking me on a date now, Haibara?” Shinichi jokes, his chest light with humor.
“Bring your mittens,” Shiho ignores him, which prompts the grin on his face to widen up. “It’s cold outside.”
