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Reblog if your muse loves physical affection like cuddles, massages, head scratches and handholding

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Masago chuckled at the boy’s pronunciation, but didn’t bother actually correcting him. Seeing him struggle with words would make up for the pranks he couldn’t pull.

“Oh, there are tons... Princess ghosts that are out to kill, ghosts of children that can bring luck or misfortune. Or ghosts of female royalty that used to be pretty but have lost their youth and now eat those that cross on their property.” Counting on his fingers he hummed, trying to remember if there were any examples nearby he could show him.

“Where would you want to start?”

Danny would be relieved if it turned out to be more interesting to the ghost than pranking people, because otherwise he’d have to deal with the people complaining about the pranks. Maybe this would be a win-win situation.

“Uh, anything, really,” he replied. “Maybe … What other creatures are there that are similar to ghosts and … hitodama?” He pronounced the word slowly, making sure to get it right.

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He barked loud, trying his best to point at the station he needed to go to as he stared up at the map, but no matter how hard he tried, he was simply too short to reach it.

Making a sad noise he sat down, staring at his paws as he hit the floor in frustration. All he could do was hop on the kid’s shoulder and hope he could reach the name, but it seemed impossible.

He still tried, however, turning around quickly and running around Conan then jumping on his small shoulder while hoping he’d not hurt him or cause him to fall over. Luckily enough the boy kept his balance as Masago once more pawed at the railway map, this time just able to touch the name of the station he’d needed to go to.

It was a small victory, but the puppy wagged his tail happily, glancing down at the boy in the hope he understood.

Conan really didn’t want to waste most of his day humoring the puppy, but he had nothing else to do. Following him with a sigh, he allowed himself to be dragged to the station where he was prompted to approach the map.

Looking bored and slightly annoyed, he glanced over the map for a second. His gaze them dropped to the puppy, “where am I supposed to be looking?”

#littledetective

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otter skilfully juggling his rock

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Harry Potter Aesthetics: Gryffindor

Ravenclaw | Hufflepuff | Slytherin

#of wizards and witches #v; a wizard's wand

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Masago chuckled, then rubbed his chin, glancing at the ghost opposite to him. “Sure!” Leaning back to look up at the sky he put his arms behind his head, grinning slightly.

“Who knows, maybe it’ll be more interesting than pranking people.” He knew enough locations to show him more about ghosts, which would be fun to visit in itself. “Just shoot questions at me what you want to!”

“Ah, sorry,” Danny replied, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Man, did he feel dumb right now. “Would you mind teaching me, then?”

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“You have to at least take a bite, kid.” Masago said, glancing at the boy as he observed his surroundings. “Unless you want an orange, they have them in stock here ‘specially for me.” He didn’t mention that the owner of the bar was part of his little group of reapers, and that he’d not given him much of a choice, but some things were rather left unsaid.

Pricking at his own pancakes he glanced at his watch then at the door, wondering if anyone would show up early today. Mine had a habit of always being early, but he hadn’t spotted the nurse yet.

“I hope you don’t mind having people around. There should be four coming over, five if we’re actually complete today.” They’d probably start walking in any minute now, so it was better to warn the boy in advance.

Blinked, as he took the proffered clothes – and changed quickly, as the man left. Kaito tried not to linger too much on the various things that continued to feel wrong about his own body, instead focusing on getting the clothes on as soon as possible.

Which was simple enough to do, really. Once he changed, he followed the other downstairs to the office and then to the restaurant, keeping silent as the shadow he was apparently pretending to be. Sat down hesitantly, but – slightly contentedly, tempted to pull his legs up in the chair. Didn’t, though. Felt like such wouldn’t exactly be fitting…

And spared a slight glance towards the food. Didn’t make any move towards it, just noting its presence before his gaze started to wander around. Was careful not to meet anyone’s eye, though.

#whiteliesredeyes #(sorry it took so long ><)

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                                             SIBLING CODE

Im allowed to pick on my sibling, but if you so much as look at them                                  wrong I will unscrew your freaking head. 

                                                fight me bitch

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I’M CURIOUS! Reblog this if you’re okay with your RP partners introducing NPCs into your threads?

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Case of the Stolen Designs

@detectivexboys, @littledetective

She’d taken her lunch break to go out and look for their classroom quickly, but running around, Maiko realised she didn’t really know what class they were in. She felt a bit stupid for not asking beforehand, but she was already stucl in the crowd of students heading out or down to the canteen.

Looking around through the classrooms she passed she searched until she found the group sitting in class 1B and coughing loudly she approached the four.

“Excuse me? You’re the detective boys right?” She glanced over them, from the girl with the hairband and large boy to the boy with freckles and the boy with glasses. “I have a case I want you to solve!”

#case of the stolen designs #detectivexboys #littledetective #(sorry it's short...) #(and bad) #(ehehe)

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It was good to know Conan could be so positive about this. Smiling sheepishly he watched as the waitress placed the sandwiched they had ordered on their table.

“Thank you miss.” He said, then blinked when she recognised the files. Listening to her story he frowned, knowing exactly what event she was talking about. It’d been one of the suspects that had been arrested, and he remembered very well who it had been. 

“That’d be Orochi-san.” He said quickly. “He’d been on the watch list for being involved in gang activity before the murder and after we managed to get evidence on him being involved with drugs dealings and the sort. I think he was released last year for good behaviour. Last time I checked he still owned the flat above Akita’s.”

Grabbing a sandwich he looked up at Azusa. “Can you try and remember what else she mentioned?”

“What are you talking about? We only started a few minutes go. Come on, I’m going to help you figure this out so you and your friend can rest easy, okay?” Conan lifted his head long enough to give Masago a reassuring smile, or what he hoped was reassuring. The case was old and the lack of physical evidence made things a little harder on the tiny tantei, but he was too stubborn to give up after promising that he’d help.

He did have to acknowledge that it might take more than a couple of days for them to solve it, but he hoped that he would be allowed to keep the information provided to him.

“Here you go,” Azusa leaned in carefully and set down a plate of sandwiches between them while trying to discreetly glance over the things spread out along the table. She looked like she was about to dismiss herself when she noticed something, “wait, I know that place. I have a friend that lives on the second floor.”

“You do?” Conan sat back and took a sandwich into his hand.

“Mhmm. She told me that someone on one of the higher floors was arrested for drug dealing, if I remember right. She said there was something else, too, but I can’t remember.”

Conan frowned and turned his attention to Masago, “did any of the other ones have a criminal history?”

#littledetective

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Eight... It wasn’t hard for Masago to not believe the boy, but he had nothing to prove he wasn’t eight either. He’d figure out sooner or later why Conan seemed so much older than he was.

“I’m 29.” He responded, rubbing his chin. “Why, can’t a man be curious?” He gave the boy a grin, but it wasn’t hard to tell he didn’t fully believe him. Masago was much more than curious, he was suspicious.

“You just seem... Very mature for your age, so I wondered.” He observed the other, noticing his nervousness, and part of him was sure he’d asked about something that the boy would rather not talk about.

Conan was hiding something.

“Well then, maybe you should head back to Mouri-chan. I’ll handle the rest of the paperwork~.” He ruffled the boy’s hair, then pushed him back into the room where the Mouris were giving their statements to Megure Keibu, making sure he was standing near the two before sneaking off.

He was going to look up everything he could find out about this kid as soon as he got home.

A large yawn and a low, rumbling voice caught Conan’s attention just as the officer spoke, but he didn’t come when called by Kogoro. He stood frozen in place, sweat sprouting on his brow and eyes slowly sliding in Masago’s direction.

Damn! Had he not been subtle enough? He had to admit that there was something exciting about today’s case, and it had been a while since he last felt this eager to solve a puzzle this complicated. His gumption may have gotten the better of him, and Haibara wasn’t there to reel him in.

“E—Eight,” he took a step back and let slip a nervous chuckle, “why? That’s a weird question to ask, Hatano-san. How old are you?”

#littledetective

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Seeing how excited she was to see the large red buildings Masago smiled, wondering what else she would like to see. He could easily take her to some of the shrines around the city. He could combine visiting them with seeing other sights, just like he’d done now, but that would only be possible if she’d want to.

“Do you want some green tea ice? They have some at the stand over there.” He asked, pointing at a small stall where people were lined up for what seemed only matcha tea products. “I’m not sure if you’ve had it before, but it’s pretty good.”

Once they’d had some ice and walked around long enough he could take her to the Amuse museum just a short walk away from here, and after that they could hop on the Skytree line to visit the Tokyo Skytree, walk through Sumida park or even take the Tokyo cruise, maybe even all if those if he planned it well.

“Oh,” there was a small sigh of relief in knowing that she wasn’t keeping a father from his family, “okay. It’s cute that ya wanna buy somethin’ for her. Makes me wonder if I should get somethin’ for m’ niece.”

She didn’t mind in the slightest that he mentioned his family, since it reminded her of her own father. He had always been so openly proud of his family, at least from what she could remember. Wanted to spoil his kids rotten, too, but Madison was glad he hadn’t.

“I’m gonna go look around,” she waited for him to occupy himself before running off to look at a few things of her own. No surprise when she made a beeline for the candy. It was her weakness, and she’d be darned if she missed out on the chance to eat foreign sweets.

By the time Masago was done with the hair ornaments, Madison had returned with a week’s worth of candy and a few other things. She only hoped that her niece would like what she’d gotten her, but she was picky and hard to please.

“It’s okay!” Adjusting her bags as best as she could, she followed beside Masago. There was a little more distance between the two of them now that she wasn’t as nervous about losing track of him, but there was still that same look of awe and excitement on her face.

There was a moment of silence as Madison took in the sights. She quietly admired the gargantuan gate and anything else that was visible from where she stood. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt so at peace just by looking at everything.

She’d probably never understand why, but it just felt nice.

#patientxpetals

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Masago laughed, then shook his head. “A hitodama is a soul, a ghost, only it’s a ghost in the shape of an orb. I can turn into a hitodama, but that doesn’t make me one.” Silly foreigner.

“If you are confronted by ghosts a lot knowing about the supernatural might help you a lot, you know?”

Danny nodded in understanding. “Ah. Sorry, I’m not well-versed in anything outside Amity Park. And you’re a hitodama, then?” He really needed to start learning about other supernatural creatures. That would make situations like this a lot easier to deal with.

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