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amvro · 4 months

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pairing: amuro tooru x reader

summary: he is home late (again) but you love to stay up for him

cw: i would not say suggestive but a lot of kissing implied ? IDK IM SORRY, it’s very short

It wasn’t rare for you to be staying up waiting for him to come home, but tonight he was especially late coming home and he truly did not expect you to still be up. The clock almost ticked 3:30am and he truly wished he didn’t have to stay out so late if he knew you would still be up. He was going to ask why you were still up and tell you about how you should’ve just slept without him, but he knew you would tell him you would be too worried to fall asleep regardless.

“I’m so sorry I was so late,” he said, apologetically. “But really, next time you shouldn’t mind me. It’s far too late.”

“And it’s far too late for you to be out with no one to greet you when you come home,” you replied with a soft smile. Gosh he was in love with you. “Waiting for you to come home is one of my happiest times, at least let me do this much. Besides, it’s a Friday we get to sleep in tomorrow.”

And you were absolutely correct. Although he’d tell you every single time to go ahead and sleep, it still warmed his heart when he saw you reading a book or scrolling through your phone with a warm tea, waiting for him to come home. The way your face would brighten up when he came home was truly the only thing that could heal him from a long day at work.

“I’ll hop in the shower real quick, so go to sleep okay? It’s still not good to be up this late,” he said as he took off his coat and put his stuff down, getting ready to step into the bathroom.

“Wait,” you said, almost subconsciously.

“What is it, love?”

“Oh, um,” you said, you hadn’t meant to say it out loud. You looked up at him slightly embarrassed. “....kiss?”

A faint blush covered his face as his eyes narrowed and lips pursed. He did not understand how you managed to make his heart flutter from such simple words after all this time, but he did understand that this wasn’t going to go away. He walked right back to you and pressed a kiss on your lips. He was going to kiss you again when he resisted the temptation and kissed you on your forehead instead.

“Why not?” you asked quietly. You were going to kill him if you kept this up.

“Because I’m not going to be able to stop at this rate,” he said, but you went and kissed him instead.

“But I don’t want you to...” you said. That was it, he was giving in. Saving the country was a whole lot easier of a challenge than the ones you gave him it seemed.

“Okay, now you’ve done it,” he said, kissing you again.

The shower will have to wait a little.

#furuya rei x reader #amuro tooru x reader #amuro x reader #furuya rei #amuro tōru #amuro tooru #detective conan x reader #NOTTTTT PROOFREAD #i sat down at like 2am and dumped whatever words would come out of me #so truly if i wake up and this is literally the most horrid thing ive written in my life please forgive me #um i am BACK !!!!#ALSO I SEE THE ASKS I PROMISE I WILL GET TO THEM #THEY ARE COMIGN #I AM SO EXCITED TO WRITE THEM ACTUALLY #I HOPE TO FINISH ALL OF THEM WHILE IM IN WINTER BREAK SO HOPEFULLY WITHIN THE NEXT FEW WEEKS THEY WILL BE WRITTEN #THANK U SO SO MUCH FOR READING I HOPE U ENJOYED #im sorry this is so short so consider it a drabble i was going to make it a blurb but it is past blurb length i fear

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case-almost-closed · 4 months

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Hi. How are you ? Glad that you write for DC. not many people do 🥰❤. Can i request for Furuya? Feel free to ignore if you dont like it. But yeah. So there is this girl who is being verbally assulted/catcalled, and the guy is just being a creepy stalker literally following her (nothing serious, just wants to hook up and her number or social media), so she decided to ask for help from the first person she can find, who was Furuya walking with Conan . And she was like (can you pretend to be my husband boyfriend?). Im sure a person like him would understand the situation based on her body language alone even before she explains it, and im sure if he scans his surrounding he will even find the creepy person within secs. So yeah, Furuya being the gentleman he is, will take matters into his hands ❤🖤.

Guardian Angel

Furuya Rei x fem!Reader Words: 1.8K A/N: Thank you so much for that request, lovely idea, really. Sorry that it took a bit longer, but I was busy. It's not as good as I hoped it would be, but I still hope that it's okay.

She knew she should have listened to her friends and taken the opportunity to return with them. However, she had had so much work to do that she simply hadn't been able to afford to go home earlier, but as she walked home in the dark, the path lit only by the lanterns and billboards, she wished she had listened to them.

Although she tried to take the roads where there was a lot going on and a lot of light, it became more and more complicated as she left the heart of the city for the more secluded, quieter areas she had to cross to get home. However, it hadn't been her biggest mistake to walk home so late, but to decide that nothing bad would happen if she took the shortcut through the park.

"Come on sweetie." The man's voice behind her sounded muffled and raspy, sending an unpleasant shiver down her spine.

Of course, it must have been her luck to run into the only person who was in the park at the time, and of course he had to be the creepiest guy who could have been.

"I just want your number!" She walked on without looking back, hoping he would just stay on that bench and drink himself into a stupor. However, when she heard rustling followed by footsteps behind her, a shiver ran down her spine again and she instinctively quickened her steps, clutching her bag tightly. The footsteps behind her didn't pick up speed, but they were still too close for her liking.

"Sweetie, come on now." His words came out slurred and the thought alone made her feel nauseous. "Please...please leave me alone." Her voice was quiet and didn't sound as firm and sure as she would have liked, so she took another step faster, which elicited a laugh from the man behind her. "Don't be like that, I just want your number, nothing more!" By now she had left the park and was back on a street. Her eyes darted back and forth without moving her head much so as not to attract any more attention from him, hoping to find someone who could help her, but the streets were deserted. So she had no choice but to keep walking and hope that her pursuer would just give up at some point. Which, of course, he didn't.

She briefly toyed with the idea of turning back in the hope of getting rid of him, especially as she didn't feel comfortable with the idea of showing him where she lived, but decided against it. It probably wouldn't do her any good as she was already so far away from the busy part of town.

However, she noticed that her pursuer seemed to have slowed down a little, probably due to the alcohol disrupting his coordination, and picked up the pace again, turning the corner sharply only to almost collide with someone. She stumbled and caught herself in time on the fence of a front garden, the wood digging uncomfortably into her hand and her face contorted in pain. " My sincerest apologies, are you all right?“

Her head shot up and she saw a man and a small child in front of her, the former crouched down to be at eye level with her, looking at her with equal concern. In a matter of seconds, she took in their appearances.

The child was young, perhaps six or seven years old, had typical dark hair and wore glasses that covered half his face. The man, on the other hand, appeared to be tall, athletic and, to her fascination, had blonde hair that seemed to be natural and fell into his tanned face. He gently grabbed her elbow and helped her up, looking at her with concern. "I'm really sorry, I really should have been more careful..." She wasn't normally the kind of person to interrupt others, but she felt it was appropriate at this moment.

"Help." Her voice was no more than a whisper, a breath, and she would be surprised if he heard her, but he seemed to do just that. He furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head, which might have been cute in other circumstances, but her heart was pounding in her throat. "Excuse me, but is everything all right?"

She shook her head, which deepened the worry line on his face, and started to speak again when she heard the shuffling footsteps behind her. Her body stiffened instantly, which was noticed by the man, whose gaze shot upwards only for his expression to darken. "There you are, sweetheart..." slurred the man, whose speech was now riddled with hiccups.

She shivered slightly and turned her head so that he could hear her. "I've already said I don't want anything to do with you." "Oh come on, don't be like that. It's just your number I want. For now." With that, he laughed and stepped towards her, reaching out for her arm. Her reflexes weren't quick enough and she just managed to tear her eyes open, prepared to be grabbed by the arm, but the blond man she had bumped into seemed to have other plans. He quickly pushed himself between her and the man, gripping his wrist tightly. "And what exactly is this supposed to be?“

Her harasser stared at the blond, as if only now realising that he existed. "What do you want, you scumbag?" he blurted out, spittle spraying through the air, but she tensed up when she saw him raise his hand. The little boy next to her, however, only took her hand reassuringly and smiled knowingly. "Don't worry. Amuro-san knows what he's doing." And the little boy was right. The blond, Amuro, blocked the blow with ease, twisted the man's arm behind his back, causing him to let out a painful groan, and pressed him against the nearest wall. "I should be asking you that." Amuro's lips were set in a knowing yet grim smile, giving her goosebumps as he leant forward and pulled his arm up a little further, eliciting another groan of pain from the man. "What kind of scum do you have to be to chase after young women in the dark and molest them?“

"I only asked her for her number, not sexually harassed her!" The man's face was contorted in pain. "Besides, it's none of your business!!!" She winced at his shout and the boy pulled her back slightly so that she had enough distance between herself and the man. "It's enough to make you guilty of molestation," Amuro hissed. He glanced at her for a moment and an idea seemed to occur to him as, unbeknownst to the man, a small smile played around the corners of his mouth. "It would concern me if she were even a stranger. However, it's my business especially because she's my girlfriend. So?" As the heat shot into her face, the man blanched and began to stammer out pathetic apologies.

She could see that Amuro was far from satisfied, but he seemed to realise how uncomfortable she was, so he snorted, grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him onto the road. He stumbled and landed almost face first on the tarmac, but managed to catch himself. He took one last look at them before he took to his heels and fled. Amuro looked after him, shaking his head in disgust, before turning back to her, his expression instantly softening.

Before she was able to thank him, he smiled shyly and scratched the back of his neck. "I apologise if I went too far in calling you my girlfriend. It's just been my experience that most people are more easily put off by that sort of thing, at least in the peaceful way." She shook her head hastily, her face warm with embarrassment, and bowed to the man. "No, no, not at all. I really am incredibly grateful to you for helping me. It wasn't a matter of course." He shook his head slightly. "Which is a shame, because it should be." He eyed her intently and a shiver ran down her spine under his gaze. "Are you all right?“

Only now did she notice the slight throbbing pain in her hand and when she looked down, she realised that a splinter of wood was stuck in her palm. "Just a small splinter, nothing more. You made sure of that." Instead of reassuring him, however, her comment seemed to have sparked renewed concern in him, as he took her hand in his and inspected it without thinking about it.

"It looks big," he murmured, gently stroking the skin around it, making her feel cold and hot at the same time. "You should pull it out carefully at home and disinfect it, otherwise it could get infected. It's not a big wound, but we don't want to take any risks."

He looked up mischievously and gave her a slight wink, causing the heat to rise in her face again and she took her hand back.

A clearing of the throat sounded and she looked down at the boy, who gave Amuro a look that she couldn't interpret, but he could. "We should get going." "Sorry if I kept you," she bowed again, this time a little lighter. "Even though I'm grateful for your help, I don't want to keep you any longer." Amuro frowned, obviously not keen on the idea. "It's not a good idea to walk home alone in the dark." "It's not far now."

"Still," he replied, looking at her with a gaze that ran through her heart and soul. Beautiful, but deadly piercing, as if he knew everything about her. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to you, and I wouldn't be able to do so with a clear conscience, knowing you were wandering alone." He smiled slightly. "If you don't mind too much, I'd like to walk you home. Just to make sure the guy's really gone."

At that moment, she was grateful for the dim light, as she couldn't remember the last time she had blushed so much. "I...I really don't want to be a bother."

"Not at all." His eyes sparkled and he tilted his head. "If you don't mind: I insist." She was unable to look at him, so embarrassed was she, but nodded curtly, which elicited a pleased chuckle from him and, to her surprise, he even held out his arm for her to hook under. "Thank you very much, my lady. Lead the way."

Annoyed, Conan watched after them as the nervous woman led Amuro, who was obviously thriving in his role as hero, down the path and rolled his eyes. It was obvious that Amuro would insist on accompanying them to the front door, the courteous guy that he was. He sighed and followed them at a distance so he wouldn't have to listen to Amuro, who seemed to enjoy making the woman blush and embarrassed, charm her.

Ran would give him hell for being late home again.

#furuya rei x reader #amuro tooru x reader #bourbon x reader #furuya rei #amuro tooru #bourbon #detective conan #conan edogawa #edogawa conan #rei furuya #tooru amuro #case closed #case closed x reader #detective conan x reader

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what-the-stories-have-foretold · 7 months

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Hiii ☆

So the requests are open (I've never been happier, literally missed you so much >○<)

Can you do dcmk?

Furuya/akai x gn! quiet Reader?

Detailed >>

So the reader doesn't talk much, they are so chill (they don't get angry or show emotions, they're just so quiet around people) but the the reader likes furuya/akai but the reader doesn't show it much, sometimes the reader sits in the corner and watches their phone quietly, ☆ but the reader Blushes a lot when furuya/akai randomly do something romantic ☆

Example >> they blush a lot when furuya/akai kiss them + pin them against the wall + holds their hand + plays with their hair + (add anything you want).

I hope you do this request!

I'm proud of you! I hope you stay healthy 💓

Drink water! Remember that your loved by me and by everyone. and I'll always defend you and I'm very proud of you.

(If your uncomfortable it's completely fine to ignore this request)

I hope you like it 😊

Akai x reader, Furuya x reader

Navi.

Warnings: reader has hair to twirl in Akai's

Goodness, aren't you adorable?

Shuichi enjoys making you blush, it honestly makes him laugh

Really, all he needs to be put into a good mood or to wake up after a tiresome night out is just seeing your cute and flustered face

He just gets a rush from teasing you

Other than your shyness, he very much appreciates your calm and quiet nature, since he's the same way

He enjoys spending the day sitting next to you/having you on his lap while each of you do your own thing, only exchanging a word or two every once in a while

Loves, loves, LOVES suddenly twirling you hair, playing with you fingers or blowing against your neck during these kinds of moments to witness you short-circuit

Starts laughing really loudly at your flustered state

He enjoys your company because it's like a calm constant within his usually loud and hectic life

Now, something he didn't expect was that affection could make your seemingly cool demeanour break

You can't blame him for using that knowledge against you now and again, can you?

Sometimes, he doesn't even do it on purpose

He'll just see you enter Café Poirot and presses a quick kiss to your cheek

He's confused when Azusa starts giggling

But then he turns around to see you utterly flustered and he can't help but grin and kiss you again

Just this time on the mouth

#akai shuichi x reader #akai #akai shuichi #subaru x reader #subaru #subaru okiya #what-the-stories-have-foretold #akai x reader #furuya rei #furuya rei x reader #furuya x reader #rei furuya #amuro tooru x reader #tooru amuro #amuro tooru #detective conan #cafe employee

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what-the-dark-has-foretold · 3 months

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I dont know what youre talking about, Im SO normal about Furuya/Akai (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

ANYWAYS

Imagen :

Its cold outside, the Apartment is a little cold. Youre making him a hot chocolate matching to the weather. But its not a normal hot chocolate. It is laced with aphrodisiac. You had this Idea for now a long time, you werent sure tho when to use it. But tomorrow is his day off, a perfect timeing. He worked so hard these last weeks, he deserved a rewared. And he definitely enjoys it. Going crazy over us like an animal.

We love it 😍

Hope you dont mind me sending you my Ideas :)

The thing is, you may not have thought that one through. Whenever Furuya actually has time off, he´s using you to let off steam and to relax anyways. And Shuichi is honestly always down for sex (unless he´s busy or something). The latter would most likely initiate at least once every day, if you didn´t already do it yourself. And in all of these cases, you´ll feel as if you´re being devoured either by a desperate beast or a predator slowly indulging in his prey.

Also, I wouldn´t be surprised if it didn´t really work on Shuichi? Either him being (completely or sort of) immune to that sort of poison, or it simply not being enough for a big man like him. He commends your effort and fucks you stupid though, so all is well. 🥰

Furuya´s face will be completely flushed, and he´ll be feverish. Needily kissing your skin and fingers gripping you tightly to make sure you won´t run. He really needed that. Normally, when he lets you help him with his stress, he still restrains himself enough and there will be a little bit of stress left over. But now that he´s unable to restrain himself?

He´s never slept this well his entire life.

#furuya smut #furuya rei #furuya rei x reader #rei furuya #what-the-dark-has-foretold #mdni #smut #thirst #el 💜#akai shuichi x reader #akai shuichi #amuro tooru smut #amuro tooru x reader #amuro tooru #akai #subaru x reader #subaru smut #subaru #akai x reader

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idyllcy · 4 months

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starry starry night - rei furuya x reader

Rei heaves as he finishes wrapping himself up, bandages stained red from the wounds he suffered from the mission. He catches his breath as he sits in his car, brows furrowed as he stares at the text on his phone.

You coming home soon?

He types a quick answer as he starts the car, breathing quietly as he drives through the empty streets of Tokyo. You'd get upset at his injuries again. Well, upset isn't the right word, but it's one of the emotions you'd feel.

When he parks his car at your shared apartment, the front door is unlocked as you sit at the kitchen table, clicking through your phone. The click of the front door indicates his return, and you catch him as he stumbles into your arms, breathing labored from his wound. You press a gentle kiss to his forehead as you shut the door, and you fix up his wound, a lack of words exchanged between the two of you.

"I got careless." He swallows. "I'm sorry."

"I'm glad you're alive." You mumble back, lips pressed to the new bandage, color staining the seal. "Get some rest. I already excused you from your shift tomorrow."

"Thank you." He mumbles, leaning down to press a kiss to your eyebrow. "I love you."

"I love you too."

#wdym im back in my detco era !>?!???!#furuya rei x reader #amuro tooru x reader #amuro x reader #whata even is his reader insert tag #☾.blurbs #happy new year :3

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lostin7hsky · 5 months

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Rei furuya and germany

So i recently read this chapter where Amuro talked to The FBI agent Camel and Jodie.Jodies friend Fell down the stairs and now he's searching for her stalker. So theres is this Scene when He said to to Camel "What does youre German looking College think about it?" And i was really confused on why he called him German. And then he told them both to get out of his country. Now i am very confused is He racist? 🤓 In the spinn Off Zero's tea time He also said that Camel would have a Lot of free time and that he felt sick by his lazyness. Mabey because the Most people in Japan Work wayyy too much? I mean his first Love was a forgein Woman who taught him to treat everyone the same no matter where theyre from or what they Look Like 🥲 IS HE???? /Pls send Help 🥲 @amvro @what-the-stories-have-foretold

#akai shuichi #akai shuichi x reader #what-the-stories-have-foretold #furuya rei x reader #amuro tooru x reader #dcmk #Rei furuya #DCmk #Amuro Toru

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donna-wants-to-be-an-alien · 11 months

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Comfort after the rain

So this is a very self-indulgent fanfic, because this scene has been repeating in my head for days now! I hope you'll enjoy it!

It was raining cats and dogs, when I walked through the cemetery. Even though we were in spring, the temperature took a small dip and with the rain, it was a bit chilly. There had been another murder or crime happening near by and the Sleeping Kogoro had solved it once again!

I ran into him and his children sometimes, when I visited Café Poirot for some snacks or a coffee and to be honest, I didn't think him capable of clearing all these cases. But books and covers and all that...

When I walked through the graves, trying to be quick but not disturbing people taking care of them, I stopped dead in my tracks. There on the ground in the pouring rain sat Amuro Tooru, the waiter of Poirot and disciple of the Great Detective.

The blond man seemed desolate and apathetic, very different from the cool, outgoing and friendly guy who often rubbed me the wrong way. Not because he was rude or anything, but he seemed like this fake nice guy, like people pretending to be your friend in school, but use all your trust and secrets against you.

His clothes were sopping wet, and he seemed to be looking out into a blank abyss. I was considering my options and motivations for a moment and then walked up to him, grocery bags swinging in one hand, umbrella over my head in the other. As I stepped up to him, Amuro didn't look up, but he showed signs of awareness, so I waited a moment. When nothing happened, I cleared my throat:

“You'll catch a bad cold like this, Mr. Amuro! Can I accompany you somewhere?”

I then heard some rustling and watched as his small, white dog came yipping out of some bushes.

“Hey Haro! Are you out here as well? Making sure your dad isn't alone, huh? Such a good boy!”

I glanced at the blond next to me, his face a blank mask, but funnily enough, seemingly more honest than ever.

“I have some nice, fresh meat for you, as a reward for being such a good puppy!”

The dog was running laps around us, then plopped his butt on the ground and sat, looking at his owner, who still hadn't really moved or made a sound.

I sighed and crouched down, trying to keep the umbrella over the three of us.

“I won't look at the names here, it's none of my business. And it is your right to mourn in whatever way you need, but if you'd like, I can offer you a warm, dry place to be silent and sad without being alone or having to fulfill the nice boy, customer service act...”

I offered my hand, not expecting a reaction. After a few beats he took it in one of his and I had to suppress a wince at the cold skin and the realization of how long he must have been sitting here.

After I got up and Amuro followed, I took the lead to my flat, Haro doing an excellent job of herding us.

When I opened the door and shook out the umbrella, the dog zoomed inside, inspecting every inch, while his dad stood in the entrance, dripping, well more carrying a few buckets worth of water with him.

Making a mental note to definitely mop the floors later, I instructed him to take of his wet clothes, while speeding into the bedroom for some dry ones.

Thankfully I had some too big sweatpants and some T-Shirts I use to sleep in, that would fit the man about two heads taller than me. I kind of stretched my arm holding them around the doorway, into the entrance, so he could take them.

I quickly chucked my damp clothes into a hamper and put on some lounge-wear, than stepped out when it sounded like Tooru had finished changing.

Haro had by now been in every room, so he was following on the heels of my unexpected guest, who I lead to my couch. I took the softest, warmest blanket I had, one I had crocheted years ago and carefully washed so the wool was incredibly squishy and wrapped it around him.

The first sign of life on his face was a short flash of surprise when the blanket touched him.

He took a corner in between two fingers and rubbed it, probably knowing I made it myself. I had been crafting all kinds of things during my short breaks at the café, after all.

“Would you rather like a fruit tea, or herbal?”, I asked, to which he gave the tiniest of shrugs.

So I went to the kitchen and brewed a fruit tea and a peppermint tea, choosing two kinds I liked, so that I could drink the one he didn't want. I also prepared the meat I promised Haro and put it on a plate and gave him a bowl of fresh water. I put the teas on the table in front of the couch, turning to leave the man alone, when he took hold of my wrist, lightly enough for me to easily pull back if I wanted to.

He seemed surprised at the action and so was I, honestly, but I sat down next to him, both of us taking a cup and watching the rainstorm outside through the windows, existing in a bubble of calm somberness, that was tinged with melancholy, but also a strange kind of understanding.

This was a piece of a puzzle to a very complicated situation and man, and had I known the aftermath, I would have still done everything the same way.

#dcmk x reader #furuya rei #furuya rei x reader #first person fic #amuro tooru x reader #amuro tooru

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shuichiakainx · 4 months

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Merry Christmas to all

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scarydeadlavender · 8 months

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New Fandom!

Hello everyone! How are you doing?

I'm going to add a fandom to my writing list... And know... Detective Conan! Yeahh

I take into account all the characters! Rei, Kaito kid, shinishi, heji ext

Writing list : open

-detective Conan

-kaito kid

-harry potter magic awakened

-hogwart legacy

#harry potter magic awakened #daniel page #daniel page x reader #hpma x reader #fanfiction #hpma #harry potter #hpma mc #hpma daniel #detective conan #kaito kid x reader #Rei furuya #akai shuichi #Kaito kuruba #X reader #Xreader

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amu-azu · 10 months

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Furuya is visiting Azusa's blog "The Waiter under the Moon" and isn't too happy.

#wait until he finds the Kid x reader fics Azusa wrote #azusa enomoto #rei furuya #amuro tooru #amuazu

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ourgoddessathena · 1 year

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i wanna make a detective conan alternate universe, where:

conan and shinichi are different person. the reason why conan live with ran is because shinichi can't take care of a child and yes conan and shinichi are blood related but not that close

rei and tooru are different person. they are a twin, but their parent divorced when they were like 2. rei take after his dad's last name (furuya) and tooru take after his mom's last name (amuro).

ai and shiho are a different person and yes ai is prof. agasa's grand daughter but like nothing closely related

just, like, every character are different person so there's no one character with two persona

and most importantly: there's no black organization

cus i want peace yknow

ma boys have been through some shit on the original so why can't i give them some place to relax

also, this is character x reader au *smiling mischiveously*, but i haven't decided who's the character tho

maybe amuro cus i'm a SIMP FOR HIM--

the way he smile???? the way he talk????? the way he pUSH HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS HAIR?????????

and maybe it's just some domestic love story, where the story revolved around you two's routines, the detective boys' story, other couple story, etc

but yeah, it's just some ideas in my head tho

edit : also, FURUYA REI'S POLICE ACADEMY FRIENDS ARE ALL ALIVE. YES, THEY ALL ARE ALIVE. (eventho it'll ruin my ship takagi x sato but it's oKAY CUS AT LEAST THE ALL ARE ALIVEEEE)

#detective conan #anime #detective conan au #au ideas #amuro tooru x reader

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amvro · 9 months

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pairing: amuro tooru x gn!reader

summary: he’s overworked and he needs some well deserved rest.

cw: none :)

It was as if he could do anything. He could start his day at the cafe and save a few people before coming that night, and because of this, it was terribly easy to forget that he too, is human like everyone else.

He was a little too good at pushing himself when he needed to most. When he needed some rest, but a call comes in asking for some extra help on a mission. Or the cafe suddenly asking him to open up the next morning because someone's unable to make their shift. He was always able to say yes and exceed everyone's expectations no matter the job.

For this exact reason, he was often given far more work than your average person, and this is not to mention he had three different faces he was juggling. Yet, even through all this work, it looked effortless to him. He never seemed to be struggling and he was always on task, so no one would suspect he actually was tired and a little rest was necessary for this hardworking man.

However, you would never miss it. Not the small eyebags that appeared just below his eyes and definitely not the sighs that he would let out every once in a while. He needed some rest, but you knew better than anyone that he wouldn't listen if you simply told him to, he would just push himself a little more. He's a little too good at that.

You knew when his next day off was, but you also knew he was planning to get all his household chores done and caught up with that day, and you weren't going to let that happen. He needed to rest. So there you were, two days before his day off, cleaning around to surprise him. You were absolutely ready to take the whole day and the next if you had to, but it was much better than you had expected. Of course, he still had most of his daily chores covered through all his work. Needless to say, you were excited about his day off.

Before long, his day off had finally come. He woke up bright and early like he always did, went out for a little jog, and did his little routine. He had gotten back home and he was ready to take out the garbage when he realized it was already done, which he found terribly skeptical. He then went to check the laundry which was also already done, not to mention everything seemed a lot cleaner than he had left it. Immediately, his eyes widened and he knew it was you, and he was ashamed he hadn't noticed earlier.

As if on cue, you rang the doorbell and he opened it up. You looked at his running wear and you realized he had already gone and ran.

"You're already done! Aw, that's too bad... I was going to tell you to sleep in some more first," you said and gave him a little kiss as you walked in.

"Thank you so much," he said, a little lost for words and you smiled.

"Oh, don't mention it. Go take a shower, I'll borrow your kitchen by the way," you said, pushing him towards his bathroom.

"I'm sorry, you just came but I think I will," he said, looking apologetic and you told him there was nothing for him to feel sorry for.

While he was in the shower, you decided to make a few mug cakes. Very simple 5-minute ones, because his showers were too short for anything special. Now, they took much longer than the five minutes they were advertised to take, but it was still done by the time he had gotten out of the shower.

You were sitting on the couch with a blanket and the mug cakes on the coffee table when he walked out of the shower. You had been dating for a while now, but gosh was he still so stunning with his wet hair.

"Come sit and eat while it's still warm!" you said. "I'll dry your hair."

"No, it's okay, you should relax," he said and you immediately looked at him, shocked.

"If anyone needs to relax it's you," you said and forced him to sit down so you could dry his hair, which he had no choice but to give into.

It was a lovely time, there were hardly any words said as the sound of the dryer was a little too loud, but it was comforting. He was eating your very quickly put-together mug cake while you were drying his silky hair. Every other bite he would feed you some as you were busy drying his hair, and you couldn't ask for more. Nothing could make you happier and the same went for him.

Once your mug cakes were finished and his hair was dry, you snuggled into his bed and pulled him in.

"We're going to sleep," you said, already comfortable under his blanket.

"No, we really don't have to. We finally have a day off together, we should go somewhere you want to," he said.

"Well, I want to be here right now. With you," you said, completely certain that that was what you wished for. "I really want some more sleep today and I can't sleep without you so you're going to have to tag along."

He couldn't help but smile. He slowly snuck in and you snuggled up right next to him as he kissed the top of your head. It was sweet, and that was it. It didn't have to be anything more and it was all he wanted for the past few weeks. He truly didn't know how you managed to notice and he couldn't imagine himself with anyone other than you. You had to be the one.

"Thank you so much," he said, again. "For noticing."

"Noticing what?" you said with a smile, playing dumb. "I just wanted some extra sleep with you. I hope you don't mind on your first day off in a while."

"There is nothing more I could possibly ask for," he said and wrapped his arms around you. Before long, he was fast asleep and you couldn't help but smile. You knew he was tired and you didn't know how to get him to rest.

You kissed him softly and whispered, "I am always here for you," before falling asleep as well, but you would never find out that he was awake to hear those words. Nor will you ever find out that he fell even more in love with you that day.

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An Akai x fem reader who has a miscarriage after she found out that he’s “dead”, the reader is a Kudo who then becomes really pissed off when she finds out that her family knows that her boyfriend is alive and didn’t tell her so she runs away and tears later she ends up with Furuya and they’re both getting married, Akai (Subaru) attends Y/N and Furuya’s wedding but regrets it

Dawn's Embrace

Furuya Rei x fem!Kudo!reader (past Akai Shuichi x fem!Kudo!reader) Words: 2.5K Warnings: Angst, miscarriage, betrayal, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comofort (If you're rooting for Akai) A/N: Thanks for the request. That's a bit different than what I usually write but I took it as a challenge and hope I succeeded. Sorry that it took so long, however I did not really have any inspiration for it, until today and then wrote this thing within two hours.

She had never understood how powerful words could be. Yes, they were a means of making your thoughts and opinions understandable to the other person. They helped communication and could trigger emotions. She had been aware of all this. But she would never have believed that simple words could trigger such pain in her.

He is dead. I'm sorry.

Jodie looked at her pityingly from tear-filled eyes, but she paid no attention to her friend. A lump formed in her throat and she felt like she couldn't breathe, her head spun and she felt light, gasping and panting until a breath of oxygen reached her lungs. Instantly she regretted it. The sharpness with which that breath hit her had been unexpected, made her think clearly and reality came crashing down on her, mercilessly and without consideration.

Her eyes burned, but no tears came to her eyes, did not roll down her cheek and did not allow her to release the pain that was building up in her chest. The grief, anger and pain built up and suddenly she was faced with a flood of emotions that burst over her and swept her away.

She screamed.

It was a bloodcurdling scream that came from deep inside her. She could feel her throat scratching and aching and felt like someone was ripping her throat open and she couldn't help the grim satisfaction that was building inside her. Maybe it would be possible to scream herself to death? She didn't know, but if the sharp pain in her stomach hadn't hit her and robbed her of her voice, she might have found out.

She gasped out, pressing her hands to her stomach, feeling like someone was plunging a hot blade into her stomach. Another scream escaped her, but this time it wasn't fuelled by grief. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Jodie knelt beside her, hand on her shoulder and panic written all over her face. She wanted to answer, wanted to tell her what was wrong, when she was overcome by another wave of pain and didn't even have time to scream. Instead, she curled up and fell to the floor, where she lay with her hands pressed to her abdomen, trembling and convulsing.

"I'm calling an ambulance," Jodie shouted, and although she tried to cover up her panic, it was still clear to hear. "Hang in there." Hang in there. If she hadn't been too blinded by her pain, she would have laughed derisively. A sob escaped her throat, the first of many, and her hands wandered down her stomach as if hoping to find the cause of her problems. In a way, she did.

Something wet touched her fingers, making her freeze and pull her hand back, which was covered in a red liquid. Blood. She couldn't help herself - another scream escaped her.

Two hours later, she lay in a hospital bed, her face buried in her pillow, silent tears streaming down her cheeks.

A miscarriage.

The doctors had explained to her that a miscarriage could be induced by emotionally traumatic and physically hurtful incidents, but she had not listened to them, just lay impassively in her bed. Her brother, Yusaku, had visited her and tried to talk to her, but she hadn't even given him a glance. Today she had not only lost her unborn child, of whom she had known nothing, but the last part of Shuichi that she had left.

~**~

They say that time heals all wounds. She wasn't so sure it was true.

It was early morning, the sun had not yet risen, only a slight glimmer on the horizon, and she knelt silently in front of the lake she had visited so often with Shuichi. The thought of him alone brought tears to her eyes, which she purposely wiped away.

It had been two years since he had passed away and she still felt the pain that she had carried with her since that day. The loss of her partner and her child had lessened and was now no more than a dull throbbing in the back of her mind, but some days it erupted randomly and without consideration.

She rarely came here anymore, unable to hear the happy laughter of the children playing and painfully realizing that this could have been them. They could have been a little family, not perfect but enough, if Shuichi had just come home that day. For a long time she had been angry with him, cursing his name and his stupidity in not being careful and wishing she had never met him.

This anger had since faded and given way to resignation. There was nothing she could do to change the situation.

For two years she had been sure she would never be able to move on, never be able to love anyone else. She had thought she was done with it all. This morning, however, she had woken up and for the first time in these two years had the feeling that - yes, she could move on. Yes, she would get over him and yes she would, at some point in the distant future, be able to love again.

She didn't know how long it would take or how successful she would be. She knew it would be hard and painful and heartbreaking and maybe it would take her more than a few tries. But in the end, she would survive and move on. Because that's what Shuichi would have wanted her to do.

She breathed out shakily and placed the wreath of flowers, which she had been holding tightly in her hands, on the smooth surface and gave it a little nudge. Waves lapped as the wreath slid across the water and a few tears rolled down her cheeks, but she couldn't stop the small smile that crept onto her lips.

Carefully, she stood up, smoothed her skirt and turned to leave the park, only to collapse in shock, slip and land on her butt. Behind her stood a young man with a tanned complexion and unusually blond hair, who had his hands buried in his trouser pockets and was now looking at her apologetically as she clutched her chest to calm her racing heart.

"I apologize," he murmured, inclining his head in an apologetic bow. "It was not my intention to frighten you." She breathed in and out a few times to calm her racing heart before raising her hand. "It's all right. I was lost in thought and should have noticed you."

He shook his head, however, and took a step towards her to help her up, but waited for her nod of approval before he touched her and pulled her up. "Please, it was my fault. You could have fallen into the water or hurt yourself, and all because I wanted to watch the sunrise."

She smiled slightly and patted the dirt off her skirt. " It really is the most beautiful thing to watch from this spot. And please, nothing has really happened."

"With respect, something has happened." He paused for a moment before bowing his head slightly. "I am aware that you are probably grieving, but I would ask you to allow me to invite you to tea." She hesitated. "It's really not necessary, you don't have to go to any trouble." But he shook his head. "It's no trouble. Please. Will you allow me?“

For a moment, she was tempted to refuse. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would take offense if she did refuse, and to be honest, she didn't really feel like drinking tea with a stranger. However, when she saw the gleam of hope in his eyes, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

What was that again about new beginnings? She nodded slightly and a bright smile spread across his face before he held out his arm to her.

" May I have the honor?" She chuckled slightly before linking in and following him down the stony path. She looked up at him out of the corner of her eye and noticed that his hair had taken on a golden sheen. The sun had risen.

A new day had dawned.

~**~

Her flashing gaze shifted from the man in front of her to her brother, who was standing beside his wife, holding her hand. "You knew?" Her voice was calm and cold, completely emotionless, but a full-blown volcano was boiling beneath the surface. "You watched me grieve for four years, saw me give up on myself and said absolutely nothing? Nothing?" Yusaku cleared his throat and started to say something, but she cut the word off at the back of his throat. "Don't even think about giving me some bullshit about 'we had to think of the greater good' or 'we were trying to protect you' because that doesn't work on me anymore."

Anger and disappointment mingled in her chest and she had to close her eyes to stifle tears. She didn't know whether they were tears of anger or sadness. She heard the crunch of a leather jacket and looked up. Shuichi - no, Akai - had taken a step towards her and was now watching her with calculating eyes. Eyes that she had once loved and that now looked at her with such irrelevance that she wondered how she could have ever had feelings for him. "It remains the truth, whether you like it or not." He fixed her with those cursed green eyes that had once been a home to her, but now reminded her more of the color of poison. "It was for your own protection." His gaze fixed on the person behind her. "And you seem to have gotten over it quite well."

She felt Rei move behind her, presumably to grab him by the collar, but she was quicker and hit him with such force against the cheek that his face flew to the side.

"How dare you," she hissed. Gone was the calm, calculated demeanor from before. Anger and hatred showed clearly on her face as she stared up at him and if looks could kill, he would have to be pronounced dead a second time.

"Can you even begin to imagine how much I've suffered? How much I grieved for you, Akai Shuichi? I lost my child, our child! I was so consumed by grief and sorrow that I stopped eating properly, didn't take care of myself and almost died. Damn it, I wanted to die from it! I wanted it to end and the only reason I'm still standing here is because Rei picked me up, took care of me. I wouldn't be here without him, you fucking asshole!"

She glared at him and, doing some soul-searching, realized that she couldn't find an ounce of love for him. He wasn't worth the effort. "I probably would have died if it hadn't been for Rei. Because I loved you, more than anything in the world. And what are you doing? Betraying me, backstabbing me and telling me the most unforgivable lies. And now you expect, you all expect, that I can just carry on as if nothing had happened."

"It was necessary," he returned urgently, but she only laughed scornfully. "Yes, to keep you hidden from this organization. But from me?" She turned away in disbelief. "Everyone knew you were alive. Jodie, Camel, Shinichi, even my brother and his wife. You told everyone but me. Your girlfriend. So don't tell me it was necessary to keep it from me when everyone else knew."

Akai's gaze wandered to the man behind her. "And what about your lover? Didn't he keep things from you too?" "Yes, he did," she admitted and for a split second her gaze flashed to Rei, who was looking at Akai with such hatred that she would have shivered in his place. "He let me know as soon as he could, though. You didn't. You had hundreds of opportunities and didn't take a single one. Besides, there's a difference between pretending to be dead and fibbing about your profession."

The hatred slowly ebbed away and gave way to disappointment. She turned away and reached for Rei's arm. "I'm through with you. I'm through with all of you. Leave me alone, don't contact me anymore. I don't want anything more to do with you." She could hear her family's protests and pleas, but kept walking. Rei placed his hand on her back and the warmth she felt calmed her somewhat. Not a single word came from Akai.

~**~

She kept her promise. Two years had passed and not once had she contacted one of them. Akai had intended to give her two or three days to calm down before contacting her again. But when he had arrived at her apartment, it had been empty. She had changed all her contact details or blocked him and everyone else, the same with Furuya.

It had taken them a year to figure out her whereabouts and Akai had intended to confront her as soon as he stood in front of her. But when he had seen her from across the street, arm in arm with Furuya, shopping in her arms and laughing, he had done nothing, just stood there and followed them with his eyes until they were out of sight.

Just like he was doing now.

Yukiko had put him in the disguise of Okiya Subaru one last time, in which he now stood at the edge of the festivities. It hadn't been difficult to get in, and due to the fullness of the room, he didn't stand out. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't have, because his eyes had been glued to her since the beginning of the wedding. She looked beautiful, like a goddess. The white dress hugged her figure perfectly, the makeup accentuated her features, and the smile on her face was filled with such love every time she looked at Furuya, her husband, that he felt sick.

His eyes followed their movements as they danced and laughed and, with a sad smile on his lips, he put the glass of champagne down on the tables and turned around. He had blown it, he had to admit that to himself. She no longer loved him. And as he saw her now, arm in arm with Furuya, he wondered if she had ever loved him the way she did the blond.

He had never seen her so happy. He took one last look over his shoulder at the bride and groom.

Apparently she had tripped and he had caught her, whereupon she now buried her face in his chest, laughing. She had earned it, he decided, and turned away for good. All he had wanted was to see her happy and safe, and if he couldn't be the one to give her that, he would let Furuya take her place.

As much as it bothered him, even if it didn't matter what he thought. Only as long as she was happy.

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