First up from the Fandom Surprise Drabble Requests is this fic. Not much else to say.

Title: Stand In My Place
Word Count: 285
Rating: G
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Summary: It's more than I'll ever deserve, but I need you to justify me.
Notes: luxken27 claimed the prompt "justify me" for fandom 7, otherwise known as Detective Conan. The prompt and the line in ( Read more... )

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Okay, I said I was going to just edit that Death Gods draft and change the access level, but I changed my mind. I'm going to keep the f-locked draft and repost this final public version. Because it's about time I got this series kicked off, darnit. What series? The Bleach/Detective Conan crossover series, Death Gods. In my head, it's tied with ( Read more... )

 
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1.Speak

Conan has gotten so used to using the voice modulator that he almost doesn’t notice it, almost forgets, until he hears his real voice-Shinichi’s voice-coming from it.

2.Touch

Conan is so accustomed to touch now-Ran’s impulsive hugs, Ayumi dragging him by the hand from one end of Beika to the other, Hattori’s rough and overly physical ( Read more... )

Kid slowly raised his arm, one finger pointing straight up.  Shinichi sighed, and elbowed Hattori as he started to snicker.

“There is only…”

By this point, Hakuba was suppressing laughter right along with Hattori.  The rest of the Task Force was just looking confused.  Kid dropped his arm and pointed directly at Shinichi.

“…one truth ( Read more... )

Kudo Shinichi’s unexpected return to Beika followed the tragic death of his young protégé, Edogawa Conan, who had been known by some as Shinichi’s successor.  No one was surprised when Shinichi didn’t begin chasing murderers right away.  It was only right, they said, to take some time to properly grieve.  When he did go back to detecting, he ( Read more... )

It felt horribly ironic to Kaito that he would be wearing Hakuba’s face when he pulled Edogawa Conan’s battered body out of the river.  Long-ingrained discipline kept him in character even in the most trying of circumstances. As such, he currently appeared far more calm than he actually was.  Conan wasn’t moving, and Kaito really didn’t like the ( Read more... )

Hattori was enjoying a lazy walk around town with Kazuha and blissfully zoning out to the familiar sound of her ranting.  Then the decidedly unfamiliar sound of his oldest friend calling him by his family name caught his ear.

“What was that?” he asked, baffled.

“Conan!”

“What about him?”

Kazuha stamped her foot, which Hattori took ( Read more... )