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[writemeendlesssongs]

❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ // to R

“Awh man, I was getting to the really good part of my plan as well!” A sigh and a shrug.

[sirprizethief-blog]

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“Care to dance, detective?” Assuming by your choice of attire at least. “You move one step, maybe two, not more. I’ll have gone six, five, or perhaps just four.” Either way, you’ll surely fall behind. “Do at least try to keep up.”

[tanteiikun-blog1]

⛄️ Detectives gotta help others, right?

Our muses are snowed in together, send  ⛄️  for them to cuddle for warmth!

Being in a child’s body came with three primary problems: being small, being ignored, and being fussed over. Every single one of these things was coming into play right now.

They’d been snowed into the police department as bad weather hit Paris in the middle of the case the Old Man was involved with, and the thin emergency blankets weren’t doing anyone much good. Ran had been particularly worried about Conan catching a cold - which wasn’t unreasonable, the APTX had more or less kneecapped his immune system and colds were always the worst - and had tucked him against her for as long as she could stay awake to keep them both as warm as possible. 

But it was getting late, and so, needing rest, she had passed him (ignoring all his protests, no matter how whiny he got) on to the one they’d come to call Detective Charlie. He couldn’t fault Ran for assuming they’d form a man-to-man bond like he had with Hattori through the bonding act of sharing a blanket to keep warm, but sitting on the lap of a practical stranger was so much weirder when you were actually seventeen… 

The shrunken detective scowled, resigning himself to his fate of being held and shifting back a few inches so he wasn’t perched right on the edge of Charlie’s knees. Might as well get comfortable. However, relocating himself closer against the detective’s front made Conan pause and glance back, expression thoroughly confused for a moment before his brows lifted in surprise.

“…Nee-san?”

[rhythmicphysicist]

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Send me a ✧ and I’ll bold all that apply to your muse.

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).