白真実

(Aaaah- he hadn’t thought for a second that Saguru would say something like that. It was almost a concession, but not quite. Close. The upper hand was his, at least.)

この？私はオオカミだ場合、探偵くんは羊のですか？ふわふわでかわいいです。しかし、私は草食動物としてあなたを見たことがありません。かわいい肉食動物、多分。結局のところ、草食動物が追われています。彼らは他の人を追いかけていません。言われていることを、他の人を追いかけないでください。あなたは私だけを追いかけて許可しています。しかしながら…

(Ack. He might be losing fast, and his cheeks may be rosy, but that did not mean Hakuba Saguru was going down without some sort of fight. Even if it was a pitiful one.)

え？私はないかわいいです、それを言って停止してください。しかし...私はそれを気にしません。しかし、あなたは帽子でかわいいウサギのある、忘れないでください。私はあなたを永遠に追いかけます。 あなただけ。あなたは私の泥棒です。それはさておき、あなたも私の海斗くんです。

あなたが愛らしいです。誰も反対しないだろう。あなたは自分自身を見たことがありますか？あなたはとても柔らかくてかわいいです。あなたはそれを信じる必要はありません。ちょうどあなたがかわいいことを知っています。特に、あなたはそれを拒否したとき。かわいいツンデレ。

白馬は、あなたがかわいいですよ。 なんてこったい。私はあなたに対処することはできません。 あなたはなぜそんなに可愛いのか？かわいい探偵、かわいいボーイフレンド。 止めろ。あなたがクールで上品かつ生意気ことになっています。あなただけのかわいいですよ。

         Saguru leaned closer now, folding his arms to cross in front of his chest. What kind of trick would cause a false face to behave so convincingly like skin? Unless…no, this was obviously some sort of trick. He couldn’t actually be meeting another version of ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ. And the other certainly responded the way Kid might have, he thinks. He keeps the frustration at this situation to himself, though his eyes stay narrow and suspicious. He considers pulling the handcuffs, but bides his time for now. Jumping straight to the ʙʟᴀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ offensive is never a good idea with Kid, anyway.

                             ❝Alarming, indeed…❞ Really, what was the other playing at? Something was rather off about this situation. (What if he’s making an utter fool of himself, somehow?) The concern nags at the back of his mind. If this is the Kid, and the Kid is trying to accomplish anything… ❝I would assume you are trying to get a rise out of me. Why that is, I’m not sure, other than your own amusement.❞ But what purpose does it serve. And is this really true? He’s tempted to tug at the other’s face from another direction, but restrains himself for now.

                             ❝Truly, though, this seems like rather a great length to go to.❞

         H e’s musing aloud at this point. It doesn’t make any sense, no matter how he looks at this situation.

"I'm trying out a new method of creating disguises," he hummed leisurely, "Surely even you can understand that I would go at great lengths to tease my tantei-san, anyway?"

Dear lord, did he just insult himself? Exactly how many times had he argued with Kaito that he was able to easily come up with an indisputable insult towards himself? He was losing it. Absolutely losing it.

Demon & Angel starters

Valentine’s Day Application

Valentine’s Day starters ( some NSFW )

Hamilton starters

Send “ ღ ” for my muse to tell your muse just what they want in a significant other 

Send “ ❇ “ for your muse to appear at my muse’s window on a magic carpet Send “ ★ “ for my muse to appear at yours

If my muse were lost in a crowd, what “offensive” thing would yours shout to locate them? 

Fusion meme!

\ ˚▽˚ /  - Send for our muses to feed birds at the park!

                                                                     @mareseconds

         It wasn’t as if the other had ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ him, but it’s hard not to take notice of a doppelganger in an underpopulated location. Gaze narrowed just slightly, expression one of disinterest and disappointment, he approaches the person who looks suspiciously ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ.

                       ❝ Pardon me, but who exactly do you suppose you are fooling? ❞ Saguru looked at him, entirely unimpressed. ❝ What is it you are attempting to accomplish, ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴋɪᴅ? ❞

         Without hesitation, Saguru confidently pinched the alleged imposter’s face, grip firm as he tugged at the flesh of his cheek. When the skin didn’t give the way latex might, he faltered, caught off guard.

                       ❝ What is this? ❞

-- Or so he would have said, out loud, had he not taken a quick glance at the culprit and found himself mildly speechless at the outcome. Once again, here he was, face to face with a familiar ... well, face, however he was pleasantly approached by someone whose personality seemed to reflect his own.

And by that, he supposed he recognized the specific need to blame Kaitou KID on default. He usually was the heart of the problem, anyway.