[messaging: the necbromancer]
[txt:] You literally just left three minutes ago and told me you were going to the bathroom.
[txt:] I’m really hoping that isn’t where you think you’re going to find your future, because I have news for you.
☢ = falling over
“Need a bit of help, kaitou-san?”
Haha just kidding, he’s just going to keep pointing and laughing.
✏ = teaching them a different language.
“Come on, it’s only Russian, not rocket science.” Although, granted, when compared to other languages, it had might as well been rocket science. “Say it with me, Зд- no no, it’s pronounced zdra, you’re doing that weird shdra thing again.”
The next time he was asked to teach somebody a different language, he was going to kick a baby. “это ерунда.”
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —
“Hey, Arisato, thanks for the gift, but you can have it back.” They were barely in his hands for a few moments before he was tossing the box back to the bluenet. “You always talk about these things, so I’m assuming you must like ‘em so much. I’m not a big fan, so here.”
A fake smile was plastered on his face, effectively hiding exactly how salty Kaito was. He would punch the lights out of the kid someday, but today wasn’t going to be that day. He had to wait for the perfect opportunity; starting brawling matches in the middle of the street wasn’t his idea of a good performance.
Putting a glitter bomb in a snack box? Now that was a different story.
send “▶▶️” to get a glimpse at a scene from my muse’s future.
This is weird, considering Kaito’s timeline, but let’s see what I can do…angst warning, I guess? Also from a canon, non-WC perspective.
ICE || Kuroba Kaito & Koizumi Akako
“Kuroba, it’s been twenty years! You need to stop!” He ignored the red witch’s words, instead pulling his jacket in closer to shield himself from the winter air that didn’t seem to effect Akako quite as harshly. The thirty-six year old magician (he was a magician now, hadn’t been an amateur for going on sixteen years) didn’t even know why he still talked to her, given how many times she had tried to kill-and-or-enslave him over the course of their high school and university days.
Send (ू• ౪•ू ) to touch my muse’s cheeks and squoosh them.
Squish, squish.
“……..”
And he’s going to just reach over and squish Akio’s in return.
“Well, this is a surprise.” She - she, because she was hella cute and was going to milk it for all it’s worth - was shocked, but not too unhappy about it. “So, am I allowed to charm people with my feminine wiles now, or what?”
{ Will last until next memekend, because I’m too lazy to keep track of days }
- Send me 🎤 for my muse’s reaction to finding yours singing drunk karaoke
“I’ll give you an A+ for effort.” He was cute, Kaito wasn’t going to lie, but for heaven’s sake, alcohol did nothing to improve Raphael’s tone accuracy. Quite the opposite, in fact.