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His switch from anger to submission was surprisingly fast, and surprisingly suspicious. Still, Shinichi focused on the other parts of his words; monsieur denoted French heritage, despite his impeccable Japanese, so perhaps his anger at the honorific-less name was unfounded (after all, western countries were more informal, so it was most likely a cultural thing).

“It’s fine,” even though it wasn’t and Shinichi was still vague on, well, everything that had happened up to that point. “Although it’s a bit odd to have started off without an introduction. You obviously know me,” if he was any cockier, he would have flipped his hair, but he wasn’t about that life, “but who are you?”

“….Don’t know?”

…Ah. Well, that explains it. He’d forgotten everything about the island, like she did once, and like many others had. The aggression from her face quickly faded, and Charlie averted her gaze downwards. The others had all handled it fairly well before. In fact, they’d barely reacted when she forgot everything, so she should try her best to keep everything directed inward now. He must be really confused. It won’t help if she keeps losing her head.

“Sorry, you’re right, monsieur Kudo.” The detective responded, quickly moving to adjust her hat as though that was the reason she’d turned her gaze to begin with, before looking to him again. “I… apologize. I’m a big fan, so I guess it just got to my head a little.”

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He had been willing to overlook the kid’s rude behavior, maybe even let the comments slide (even though he was still expecting some kind of explanation later - what island? What island?), but something else struck him hard instead.

“And who gave you the right to call me that?” While he was usually relaxed with  his fans, and craved the attention more often than not (before the attention almost got him killed via international crime ring, that is), there was one thing he couldn’t stand: being addressed so informally by somebody he didn’t even know. Only four people in the world called him Shinichi without an honorific, and they were the only people he would trust with his life (and had trusted them with it, save for Ran).

“Don’t go around being so casual with people you don’t know.”

“What is that supposed to mean? You were busy so you disappeared off the damn island without a trace?!”

Maybe she was being too hard on him. After all, she knew he had no control over it really (despise his strange response), and she’d disappeared as well multiple times before, but damn it! He responded the same way when she disappeared! He deserved a good football to the face for that!

“Jeez, Shinichi! You really made me worry. You have to stop doing that already.”

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Well, it wasn’t every day you made somebody mad without knowing who they even were.

(Although he had to admit, they had a pretty damn good kick. Almost as good as his own- almost.)

“I’m sorry?!” Really, he assumed that this kid (?) was just another fan, mad at him for having gone off the radar thanks to the apotoxin. And he couldn’t blame him, but at the same time, a soccer ball to the face wasn’t the best way to show that he cared. “I was-” ow, “-really busy!”

“How DARE you disappear for so long without warning?!”

Watch out, Shinichi, you poor unsuspecting bastard. There’s a football flying through the air at a startling pace, and it’s targeted towards you.

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Just a head’s up, probably not going to be online today much, here or on Skype. Feel kinda meh.

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He didn’t want her getting in trouble, even if it was for a valid reason. Goat followers were still under the same law as everybody else, even if they didn’t act the same, and Lily getting punished for self-defense was a possibility, even if it was very legal under other laws.

[txt:] No, just wait a minute.

Well, he had saved those for emergencies, and this sure as hell counted as one. He searched through his desk, looking for his bottle, texting Lily again as soon as he found them

[txt:] Where are you? I’ll be there as soon as I can, just hang on.

@tinytantei from here!

      She was just playing hard to get–that was probably their assumption. It had to have been something along those lines, for them to ignore the passed warning, and the obvious rejection she was sending their way. She’d even tried simply leaving, only for them to follow her around like a lost puppy. It was really starting to grate on her nerves, picking at a old but still lingering urge to just..

[txt]: hey, hey, is it okay if i cut off their hands? they’re ignoring me, and they keep trying to touch me..

      One hand pressing the ‘send’ button, the other hand begins to drift to the side of her skirt, and under, where one of her many sharpened knives was tucked inside of a strap. Even if she didn’t get permission, perhaps it was fine for her to do it, anyway? They weren’t allowed to try and touch her like this. There was only one person who was allowed to do that, and that was her boyfriend, whom she was currently texting. They needed to learn their place, or stop existing, and she was perfectly capable of making either of those happen..

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[txt:] I just walked into the room at this party and someone shouted “dibs!”

Oh. Hell. No.

[messaging: Lily❤]

[txt:] Whoever they are, tell them the only thing they have dibs on is a fist to the face.

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send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch [probably when he's shin because cone so smol]

cone is the tiniest smol tbh

“Mmn-?” Shinichi had apparently fallen asleep on the couch again, because the next thing he knew, he was being jostled awake by a certain somebody worming her way next to him on the too-small piece of upholstery. With a tiny huff, he moved them so that Lily was on the inside of the couch, instead of the outside. At least that way, he would probably be the one to fall off.

And with that settled, he wrapped an arm around Lily and quickly fell back asleep.

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“Alele, aren’t I at a disadvantage here?” Being small meant having to take more steps, taking more steps meant more heat, more heat meant more pain- and while that wasn’t something he was completely unused to, well. He didn’t exactly want to do this of his own accord.

“Giotto-niisan,” that was the guy’s name, right? “Do you think you could give me a teeeeeeny tiny handicap?”

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swoonfullhero:

So today’s competition involed Goats again… All he could think of was Cinnamon. He wondered how he was doing. And he was with that kid again, what was his name? Ah yes, Conan! 

Walking down the beach with the new goat, he searched for Conan who had collected the Frisbee.

“Conan?” He called out.

“Head’s up, oniisan!” There was barely a warning before a frisbee came rocketing out of nowhere, going insanely fast for a round plastic disc, veering around both Inigo and the goat (somehow) and landing a few meters behind them, sending sand flying every which way from the impact.

“Part of getting the goat to jump high is making the frisbee fly high up enough for it to catch it, right?” He waved as he jogged up to them. “Just leave that to me!”

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princetempesta:

“…Huh.”

[text: masumi’s dog]

[text:] you want somebody dead. there’s no other reason you’d ask me for anything.

[text:] and considering your track record i’m guessing it’s you

[text:] Considering my track record, would it ever be anyone else?

He enjoyed seeing a dead body as much as the next guy, but come on.

[text:] Would you be up for it? You wouldn’t be getting locked up for it, at least. Not that that would do much anyways.

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Oh boy. Oh boy, oh boy, he was probably going to regret this.

[messaging: fake ouji-sama]

[text:] I have a favor to ask you, and there’s literally only one reason i would ask you instead of anybody else on this island.

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swoonfullhero:

Inigo looked at the other. They’d never spoken before, but they were paired together in this competition.

“We’re going to do a sand sculpture of a pretty Mermaid, Okay?” That wasn’t really a question, but he had to seem polite.

“Hai, haaaaiiii. I’ll follow your lead, onii-san.” As far as competitions went, sand sculptures weren’t exactly his forte, so he figured he’d just be there for the extra man (or rather, child) power and let the other take the reigns in the creative process.

Well, he had at least heard of the other boy (it wasn’t hard when gossip ran rampant in Solitude), and womanizers were supposed to be good with women, right? Hopefully that included making sculptures in their likenesses.

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netherhound !!

Sure, he had heard rumors of a large dog prowling around Solitude, but it wasn’t like he was one to believe in such superstitions. Hound of the Baskervilles and all that, right?

Of course, one’s perspective often changed when they were up close and personal with the rumor in question.

“Nice....doggie...?” His mind wasn’t sure whether to be terrified or mesmerized, so his paralysis was attributed to a good mixture of both.

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mareseconds !!

Ugh...while he hated doing this kind of thing while he was still as small as he was, there was something odd going on, and he had to get to the bottom of things.

“Hakuba,” as soon as the ringing stopped, he began to speak through his bowtie, not noticing whether the line was up or if he was just sending a voicemail. “Do you mind meeting me at the cafe on fourth? There was an...incident, and I would.....appreciate your assistance.” Read: an NPC had died, there were no civilians around who could have possibly done it, and Conan was starting to worry that his cursed nature was making a violent comeback.

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Send me ◊ for beach headcanons.

Okay, first of all-

LOOK AT THIS FUCKING DWEEB. I don’t even have to make up embarrassing beach headcanons because this kid is already the epitome of embarrasing. Also, people die at the beach os he can never really enjoy it.

He also likes shark watching like what a fucking loser.

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“We’re not letting Kuroba enter the event this time, right?”

“Nnnnnnope.”

“Do one of you two mind explaining why not?”

“Let’s face it- you have a terrible track record with anything involving airplanes.”