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“Ryuzaki...Ryuga...Ryuzaki...L....Um, Hideki Ryuga....Whatever the hell you call yourself? Coil? Uhh, Sherlock? His royal genius?” No response came from him as L buried his eyes into the words imprinted on the computer screen. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot. “Ryuzaki,” you said for the seemingly millionth time. “Ryuzaki. Ryuuuzaaaaaaaaakiiiiiii?” Now, you were practically singing it. Before you could even inhale to say it again, his black eyes turned to meet yours. “Why aren’t you home, [Name]?” he asked, dropping a piece of chocolate in his mouth. “You know I gave ev

"…..What did you do this time?" An exasperated Ran could only sigh at the sight Shinichi made at his kitchen counter. Looking like death warmed over he was sitting on one of the tall, black leather bar stools while leaning over the gray granite counter top. In his hands he nursed a steaming cup of black coffee, slowly sipping from it at regular intervals. Sometimes she thought you could use him for a stopwatch the way he drank. Raise the cup, sip, lower the cup, pause and repeat. "What makes you think I did anything?" Rosy red blooming like poinsettia across his cheeks. He'd raised his head slightly to look directly at her with a sli

 “Gil! What the hell are you doing?!” “You’ll thank me later, Frau!” he said, the smirk on his face evident in his voice, as he carried me over his shoulder up the stairs in his house. He reached the top and went into a room where Antonio and Francis were waiting. The two were sitting on a footlocker, and I could have sworn I heard muffled obscenities come from it. “Ready?” the albino asked. The other two nodded, and positioned themselves to get off and open the footlocker. Gilbert took me closer to it and threw me inside the split second they opened the lid. When I was fully inside, they immedi

“A Way With Words” [A Modern AU fan-fiction] Erwin x Tsundere!Reader x Levi Warning: Current and future contents may contain mature language, violence and/or situations (which are not of explicit nature). THIS PART may be lime-ish (mild one though—none of it contents scenes, just small, suggestive stuffs). ._. Synopsis: The shattering solitude during your journey when you left for or return from your University is always the lowest point of your daily life. However, one fine afternoon, you are caught in between karma—to relish the chance of amicable change or remain in the lonely comfortable present and to chose be