#neechan-ran

[reddbl]

I love their friendship! 😌

[nic-42]

the conan part is very funny. [It also makes me think that Conan would say that in the episode where KID uses a taser] imagine that in the middle of the heist they start like this, and we all know that Kaito would not stay silent

"MANOS TE VAN A FALTAR PARA PELARME LA VRGA TANTEI-KUN" (You're going to lack hands to peel my cock tantei-kun)

"vivo te quiero maricon" (ready then, sissy)

Hakuba: Leave my body where they can find it, I don't want Baaya to look for me Kaito: ... I'm kidding. Conan: you don't have the balls

note 1: based on this meme

I had to change the last bit because "no hay huevos" is the slang equivalent of "you don't have the balls"

" notes 2 : I hate sketching on clipstudio (I use SAI for that) but I wanted to use a 3D model of Kaito Kid Gun because there is NO WAY I'm going to draw that. I'm too lazy for that.

[risingmoonyue]

In the end, it was a quiet morning when it all happened. The dew was still sitting gently outside, and the sun was just beginning to rise. Shinichi and Ran were in some small resort in the woods, quietly taking in the stillness of the sunrise while Kogoro slept inside.

"...hey, Conan-kun?" Shinichi looked up at Ran, who was glancing at him hesitantly. She was beautiful, coated in the first rays of the morning. He would never get tired of looking at her. "Let's say for a minute... Someone like- like Shinichi, was hiding something, and even though I confronted him about it, multiple times, he kept hiding it... Why do you think he would do that?"

But he would get tired of her unique ability to consistently take him off guard.

He stopped breathing for a minute. His heart raced. Ran was suspecting him again, but... Rather than directly confronting him, as she had all the times before, she was asking for his reasoning without directly acknowledging him.

His heart ached. Ran; dear, kind Ran who just wanted to know why he kept pushing her away. Why he couldn't stay, but couldn't ever leave. Why he could never bring himself to be honest with her. Why he left her once and came back so unbelievably unrecognizable to almost everyone.

Ran, who was possibly the most patient being on Earth.

Ran, who Shinichi sometimes privately thought was the closest thing to an Earth-born angel.

Ran, who Shinichi was deeply, completely and utterly, hopelessly in love with.

He wanted to tell her so very badly. The need to say something that always burned at a low simmer in his gut roared to life once again, making him feel almost lightheaded. Perhaps he couldn't - wouldn't - do so directly, but maybe...

He thought for a minute, contemplating his next words. He shouldn't. Haibara and the Professor would kill him, but. It's been so long, and in the end, Shinichi is so very weak for Ran.

If he hadn't been stopped before, he would have told her way back when this started, and several times over in the coming months.

Indeed, if Ran asked anything of him, no matter how much he put up a token complaint, he tried his level best to fulfill it. Even what she didn't ask for directly, he tried to give her. Despite that, true and honest answers about himself were one thing he has been unable to do give her recently, much to both of their dismays. First by outside interference, then by his own fear and paranoia.

But... In this gentle morning, where everything was gently illuminated by the rising sun, could he perhaps give her the slightest bit? Could he ease some of the fire burning him alive?

Shinichi loved Ran more than he feared death itself, and feared her death more than any torture he could possibly imagine. The thought of speaking about everything aloud, into her ears where anyone could see or where something might get out... It paralyzed him.

But this was all phrased as an innocent question. A simple thought experiment, a hypothetical, early in the morning in a small resort isolated from the rest of the world.

A simple question a big sister is asking her little brother in a moment of quiet contemplation.

If this was the way she was asking, then...

"... I dunno, Ran-neechan. But maybe it's something he's not allowed to tell and he's super scared, or it's something reaaaaally big and mean, and he's trying to keep everyone safe!" Ran looked at him, a terribly sad and understanding look in her eyes. It hurt to look at, so he looked out towards the sunrise again, letting the reflection off his glasses hide his eyes. "Or! Maybe he's hiding, or even protecting other people too! He's never here, and never wants to be noticed, right??"

Silence. A deep breath - in for four, hold for seven, out for eight. He thinks she's using the same breathing pattern.

She exhales slowly, her breath wobbling a little. He didn't look at her. In the end, it's all in her court.

"... I see. Thank you, Conan-kun. That's a interesting idea."

It was quiet for a while longer, and as the sunrise reached its last rays, he tentatively asked, "Ran-neechan?"

He heard her clothes rustle as she looked at him.

"Will you..." He paused. "If. If my idea is right, and Shinichi-niichan comes back later - for good - and wants to apologize and tell you everything... Will you listen to him?"

A breath. Two. Three. The sunrise has ended, and thus begins a new day.

He felt a hand gently lay itself on his head.

He looks at her. She's smiling gently, the same smile that tells him it will be okay, and it will always be so.

The one that gives him life every morning, that feuls every breath he breathes.

The one that is so uniquely Ran.

"Of course, Conan-kun. I'll be sure to listen carefully when that time comes."

Shinichi stares with wide eyes, almost unbelieving. A wave of relief crashes down on him, as some long hidden tension finally leaves him, rendering him unable to hold himself up anymore as he slouches into Ran.

No, he thinks. No matter how mad Haibara and Hakase get at him later, he won't regret this one bit.

He smiles up at her, his eyes watering as he stares into his own personal sun, the star his very life and being orbits around.

"Thank you, Ran."

[autumn-foxfire]

Ran should know Shinichi is Conan so she can have the excuse to dress him in all ridiculous clothing and tell him "It's for your disguise! You do wat to be believable, right, Shinichi?" and Shinichi reluctantly lets her because he trusts her and doesn't believe she would purposely mess with him (he shouldn't trust her).

"Conan-kun, why are you dressed as a panda?"

Shinichi, through gritted teeth, "Ran-neechan thought it was cute and bought it for me! Isn't it!"

Ran giggling in the background as she records it and sends it to Heiji

[nic-42]

RAN WITH SHORT HAIR YAY

I LUV YOU NEECHAN

[ckiine]

Bunny ears

A/N - I saw this adorable and hilarious image and I JUST HAADDDDD to write a mini theater about it. It is hilarious. The artist has my whole heart for this one :))

*****

"Please! Please Conan-kun. You look so adorable. Please wear it."

Conan's skin was crawling with utmost repulsion and rejection but the soft pleading voice, the wishful gentle eyes were doing a number on him.

Damn it. Damn it! DAMNN ITTT!!!!!

Just you wait Ran! I swear I will make you pay!!!

Conan had lost the battle and the war hands down. He was currently sporting the softest, the fluffiest white-coloured bunny ear plush hat.

Needless to say, his self-esteem was in the gutter. His face was a mixture of annoyance and defeat but what could he do, his enemy was invincible. He was never gonna win.

Strong and sure arms wrapped around his torso and all of a sudden he felt weightless. His feet were off the ground and he felt his back press into a pillowy softness. Ran was carrying him

This againnn!!!

"Gomene Conan-kun~ but arigatou. You are so adorable," Ran said hugging him tightly.

Close! You are too close!!

Her voice! Her breath! This is torture! But I like it so much!

Conan braced himself to look back and peek at her face. Ran was looking at him with the most adoring, doting gaze. Conan slumped in utter defeat. As deducted, he was never going to win. But being carried in your arms like this, this is my compensation.

You hear me Ran, this is COMPENSATION!!!

"Oh, there you are, Hattori-kun, Kazuha-chan!"

.....Say what now...??

"I am glad you guys arrived quickly!"

.....Who has arrived quickly..??...And why...??

"Look, don't you think Conan-kun looks adorable with the bunny hat!?" Ran said holding him up.

Hell no!

Conan dreaded looking up, "Oh dear, if theish isnt the cutest Conan-kyun."

Conan heard the most nauseating forced baby voice ever and the facial expression was even worse.

A vein popped on Conan's head.

Hattori Heiji was looking down at Conan with the most annoying expression known to mankind.

"Now would you look at this, these bunny ears move as well. Shoo cute Conan-kyun," said Hattori as he bent down to play with the buttons which made the bunny ears move.

Conan's glare was slicing the man to pieces.

You are dead Hattori! You are soo dead!!!

Yea yea, keep glaring but I am under the protection of your precious Ran-neechan.

"Ran-chan! Look at this," said Kazuha.

"What is it?" Ran asked turning away for a moment.

That was all it took, Conan grabbed him by the collar and in his most vicious voice, made sure that Hattori knew who had the upper hand here.

"Oi, you better remember that I have a very embarrassing voice recording of a certain idiot giving a very public confession on a very crowded Ebisubashi bridge. I have deleted my copy but the Detective boys certainly have theirs."

"Knock it off with this behaviour, otherwise you have no idea the places that, that recording can reach. Dont. Test. Me!"

"Hai Conan-kun. As you say Conan-kun."

Heiji backed off.

This is so cute!!!

The mini theatre is not so 'mini' but the image!!! I swear!!

The image is not mine. All the credit to the original artist!!

[the-sprog]

Detective Conan incorrect quote (i should number these but im lazy)

[Kaito, truth serum-ed]: How are you all doing? The human connection will make me feel like a person again. What? Sorry! That one was supposed to stay up here. Hahahaha… Help me. Ooh. There I go again. Mm… I'm just really… Tired! Can't talk. Because of the crows. I just… couldn't get to sleep last night. And I think with that new addition, that brings the grand total to… um… everything. Everything is going wrong in my life. Even my thoughts are starting to go wrong.

[Ai]: grumbles in "this stupid idiot is going to blow our cover"

[Ran]: Ooohhh, come on, no! No… What are you talking about?!

[Kaito]: Sorry! Umm… Let's talk about something else.

[Conan]: Yeah, let's.

[Sonoko]: opens door ♪ Uh-oh! ♪ Here comes the noblest of them all! What up, dumbasses?

[Conan]: Oh, hey, Sonoko-neechan! We were just talking about something else!

[Sonoko]: Mmm- What?

[Conan]: Yo- What?! Nothing else! There's nothin' else! Uhh, we were just talking about something and never anything else.

[Ai]: aggravated sigh

[dcrewatch]

Detective Conan Rewatch: Episode 1141

Episode 1141: "The Mouri Family House Sits”

Before watching this episode, on a scale of 1-10, how much are you looking forward to seeing it again?

5!

Favorite screencap:

Ran: "Should we be suspicious? Why would a famous literary critic come to us to housesit instead of asking a neighbor?"

Kogoro: "That's a problem for future me! In the meantime, I'm enjoying this beer and squid!"

Conan: "Don't worry, Ran-neechan. I'm sure the plot will come to bite us in the butt in about 2 minutes."

Favorite Moment:

I know he didn't do much of anything, but I'm always happy to see kitties in the show. <3

Least Favorite Moment:

Oof, that is very unfortunate.

What’s one thing you noticed/realized about this episode that you hadn’t before?

Oh weird. Don't usually see Conan focus on eating sweets like chocolates. Wonder if he's the one who ate these or if the others did and it just happens to be in front of him.

On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate this episode?

Pleasant! 5!

Celebrate it!

Here’s a (not exactly) summary haiku:

Critic needs some help

Asks Mouris to come housesit

A body is found

Next Episode: Episode 1142-1143

Previous Episode: Episode 1140

[shirleykarasuma]

I got a new Ran-neechan figurine! ((o(^∇^)o))

I love her~ <3

She is my favorite unicorn! 🦄

Unboxing:

TikTok~ | Insta~

[magician-under-the-m00nlight]

please pretend you didn’t see the previous version of this drawing

Just in case anyone wondered exactly how Shinichi missed his personal encounter with aptx4869.

On one hand, now Kaito has to *shudder* pretend he likes a detective, because he has to keep consistency. On the other hand, now he's Ran's favorite, which gives Shinichi endless grief.

(Text in the drawing transcripted under the read more!)

Shinichi, desperately trying to shake Kaito off before Ran can catch up and give him hell for ditching her: C'mon, I'll be right back! So be a good boy and stay with Ran-neechan, okay?

Kaito, wobbly, about to make full use of the tantrum card bc he's not letting this teenager he just met chase after two shady guys and get himself killed like a DUMBASS: But I want to go with you...

[leonawriter]

DASDfhhahaha... Oh boy.

It only makes sense that he's got the habit ingrained after at least six months of only being able to hang around people and solve crimes as Conan!

It does remind me of how back in Desperate Revival, he accidentally called Ran "-neechan" and tried to call out to the Detective Boys, who didn't recognise him.

Irony is that this case, he's surrounded by people who (not counting Ran and Sonoko) ARE in the know (aka, Sera and Hattori).

[reddbl]

The reason why I think Shinran works:

People think lying is unforgivable, because it creates an empty void which would only get bigger in time. When somone lied about what they were doing, it left others with more questions and assumptions: So where did you actually go? What did you actually do. Who did you actually see? Those questions will never get an answer, and so the doubt and insecurity grows.

But Shinran is different.

Instead of Shinichi pretending to by her side but doing secret things behind her back, it’s the opposite. He pretends he’s not there, but he WAS. He was there by her side, protected her, comforted her, be there for her through every danger, even not as Kudo Shinichi, he was there as Conan. When Ran find out about the truth, it won’t create a new void in her heart, it will actually fill the void that she already had.

Ran once hoped herself: "If only Conan was Shinichi." Because she just wanted him to actually be there with her, not as a ghost that she can’t see or touch. But it turned out that he really had been there for her the whole time. The image of that gentle little boy who calls her Neechan, replacing the absence of her lover. I can’t imagine her getting too mad at this truth, she would only be relieved, knowing that none of the things that truly mattered were lies, like how much he actually loved her and cared about her.

“So you were always there with me. Thank you.”

[crabapplebread]

shinichi referring to ran as "ran-neechan" always kills me

also i'm sorry shinichi but i think your outfit for this arc is atrocious 😭😭😭

all the buildings associated with the code drawn were so nice!

Vol. 71, Ch 746

[ingeniia]

Hello @coneedogawa , it is I, your secret Santa for @dcmk-exchange !

(Sorry I tagged the wrong dcmk secret Santa lmao)

As a fellow enjoyer of Movie 21, I can’t help but imagine what happened afterwards

I originally didn’t plan on writing a fic, but I honestly think it was the right choice to accompany the artwork

I hope you like it!!

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Again, in front of the temple

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“Heiji, you never told me who your ‘first love’ was.” Kazuha tapped her foot impatiently while waiting for the train back to Osaka. During the time in Kyoto, Kazuha had been suspicious of quite literally every pretty girl Heiji talked to, and it didn’t help that he was being so dodgy about the topic.

Hattori waved his hand dismissively, “Are you seriously jealous of a ghost?”

“What?! First loves are… well… special!”

“So?”

“You said you met your first love at Kyoto!”

“…So?”

“HEIJI YOU DUMBASS!!!”

Hattori hesitated for a second before smiling back, “Come on, the train is arriving now.”

—

Kazuha was smart, smarter than most people gave her credit for, and so she decided to drop the entire topic.

Heiji obviously didn’t want to talk about his ‘first love’ and she wasn’t going to force it out of him, although she really wanted to.

But she did realise something, that the ‘pearl’ Heiji’s first love gave him disappeared mysteriously.

—

“Kazuha-chan, I think it’s good to do it somewhere you two have fond memories of.” Ran said over the telephone, ignoring whatever chaos Conan was stirring up with her dad in the background, “When Shinichi confessed to me, he did-“

“WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO RAN-NEECHAN?!”

(Kazuha lowered her phone’s volume, because although class was already over, she didn’t want anyone knowing she was asking love advice from Ran-chan.)

“Conan-kun, it’s rude to interrupt people!”

“Uh ahahah…”

“And why are you always so invested in my love life?!”

“I understand Conan’s concern, after all you are dating Shinichi…”

“…Dad, and what is that suppose to mean?”

“Ah! Ran… you know detectives are uh… always hiding secrets and…haha”

…

“Sorry Kazuha-chan, I have to go.”

Kazuha grimaced slightly as she hang up the phone.

‘Detectives are always hiding secrets’

And she wished that they would stop thinking that doing that is the correct thing to do!

She wasn’t going to kill Heiji if his first love wasn’t her. That would be childish.

‘Of course, he should just tell me the truth! Who’s that mystery girl? And do you…’

Suddenly the classroom was a bit too suffocating, and in an instant she disappeared from the class.

“Kazuha! Where are you going?!” She heard Heiji calling her, and looking back at him, she smiled.

“Gotta meet someone near the Hosenji temple at 6pm tonight! I need to prepare!”

She smiled because she had a hypothesis that just needed confirmation right now.

—

5:59pm

She checked her phone again, she knew that Heiji was going to be here. Knowing him he probably was overthinking.

‘Heh, he probably thinks that since he tried to look for his first love recently, I’m doing the same.’

…

‘Well even if he doesn’t think that, his curiosity will at least make him show up, so that he can meet this mystery person.’

As soon as the clock striked 6pm, out of the corner of her eyes she saw Heiji trying to take a peek at her.

And so she hid behind a column, just blocking her out of his sight from his perspective.

“Kazuha!”

She smiled, her gamble worked.

“Seems like he arrived on time.” Her grin stretched wide, Hattori stared at her in shock, “How do I look?”

Hattori looked at her with a slight blush, “Even cuter than 9 years ago.”

—

Omake

“Wha- WHAT?” Kazuha couldn’t stop the blush crawling up on her cheeks, “9 years ago? YOU CREEP I WAS 8!”

“I uh ahahah…”

“Hmm… I remember my relatives at Kyoto helping me dress up when I was 8… I even wanted to show it to you.”

Heiji suddenly grabbed her hand and ran down the narrow and bustling streets of the temple.

“WHAT- HEIJI!!!”

Hattori blushed furiously, although Kazuha couldn’t see his face clearly, ‘As if I’d let you figure out my first love was you!’

But Kazuha already knew it in her heart, ‘The girl you fell in love with back in Kyoto, was me, right?’

[shsl-box-worshipper]

A World Without Memory

'When the day began, Conan was vaguely aware of the plague of amnesia that was spreading outside of Japan. One that would erase every memory you ever had and leave you a confused, blank slate of a human. When the day ended, Conan wished he could've stopped it.'

(New chaptered fic. This is Chapter 1. Currently not on AO3. Will update once I post it there)

Hour 1

24 "Good morning, Conan-kun!"

The little boy yawned as he stepped into the kitchen, still dressed in last night's pajamas and still recovering from his own grogginess.

"Mornin', Ran-neechan..."

The teenaged girl beamed at Conan as he rubbed his eyes, her body positioned over the counter as she got to making breakfast.

Despite not even being fully awake, he could easily deduce what she was making.

He could hear something sizzling in the pan she wasn't even bothering to cover up, and the air smelled like cooked meat, with tinges of crispiness and butter.

On the counter next to her, she also had some red bean paste-filled taiyaki packages sprawled around, with a crumpled up plastic bag in the kitchen trashcan.

"Making bacon and serving taiyaki with it, Ran-neechan?"

The girl nodded as she looked to the pan and used a spatula to ensure the bacon didn't stick.

"Un! I thought it would make a fun breakfast, especially after the stressful night we had last night."

Conan sighed. He honestly couldn't blame Ran for thinking that. Last night, they had went out to dinner and, in a shocking move that surprised absolutely no one, someone died.

In fact, three people died, one after the other. Conan had to practically work his ass off so that Kogoro didn't jump to the conclusion of a terrorist attack.

Thankfully, after 3 long, exhausting hours, he was able to pin down the culprit. Sure, their food got cold in the meantime and Ran had lost her appetite, but it was definitely better than having to deal with the police arresting the wrong guy or creating a state of emergency.

Still, it meant Conan was very, VERY spent.

"Thanks, Ran-neechan..."

He groggily sat his behind on a pillow on the floor next to their little table. Like most traditional Japanese families, the Mouris usually ate while seated on the floor.

However, a unique part of their little traditional setup was the TV that sat adjacent to him. It was an old box that Kogoro had bought around when he left his wife, but it worked.

Knowing his food wouldn't come for another 10 minutes or so, he grabbed the remote laying flat on the table and turned on the TV. While he was hoping for some news about the Black Organization to show up, he knew it would be much more reasonable for a murder to show up than news about them.

However, as the little box *bzzt*ed itself to life, Conan was surprised to be greeted by neither. Yet at the same time, it wasn't just typical news.

"Breaking news: Reports from Paris, Madrid, London, and Moscow are coming in about an epidemic that has quickly begun spreading around the continent of Eurasia. While there are no reported cases in Japan as of this broadcast, it is spreading rapidly, with France experiencing the brunt of the epidemic, with over 2 million infected."

Conan's eyes went wide as the feigning reporter tried reading through their lines, her face obviously trying to hide the immense amount of panic that was overwhelming her. Epidemic? 2 million?

"As of November 12th, 2002, WHO has estimated over 4 million people have been affected by the virus causing this epidemic, with scientists claiming it has achieved the highest recorded basic reproduction number of any disease in human history. However, WHO have also stated that the disease is not lethal and catching it seems to not have hazardous effects. Research is ongoing, however, and the disease is currently unnamed."

"Moh, this sounds pretty scary."

Conan turned to Ran, tuning out the panicking news reporter as she caught a glimpse of her face. It was now absent of the smile it used to have, now only replaced by a worrying frown.

Knowing all he was doing was just worrying Ran, Conan turned off the TV and turned to her, putting on that cutesy little childish smile he used to accentuate his kid act.

"I'm sure it'll be fine, Ran-neechan! The reporter's probably just exaggerating it. You know how reporters can be."

Ran was a little startled by Conan's attempt at calming his surrogate big sister (and girlfriend) but was comforted nonetheless. And soon, the frown disappeared under the smile she was wearing before.

Conan's fake smile softened into a real one, relief infecting him as he felt accomplished calming his childhood friend's worries.

Despite the news report seeming scary, Conan wasn't afraid. And, as Ran finally lifted the delicious bacon off the pan and onto a plate, Conan couldn't help but forget the majority of what he saw.

It wasn't like it was going to affect him, anyway. And besides, he had school, as mindnumbingly boring as elementary school can get considering he was actually 16 years old.

"Enjoy, Conan-kun!" Ran announced as she placed the plate of bacon on the table along with some taiyaki, the fish pastries now free from their boxes.

"Un! Thank you, Ran-neechan!"

Conan then clamped his hands together and they both announced their partaking in the delicious food with a quick, "Thanks for the food!"

And soon, Conan was already wolfing down his bacon. The delicious meat and grease dancing on his taste buds with good bacon-y deliciousness.

Conan ate and ate until his portion of the bacon was gone.

Completely unaware of what was happening elsewhere in the country.

----

"AF162 is now arriving at: Gate Number 12. Thank you for flying Air France."

Haneda was always filled with people. Shuffling from place to place in a manic hurry, like rats scurrying around a landfill.

Business men going to foreign conferences, families taking a vacation in a domestic city, drifters traveling the world.

On those funny little things called airplanes.

However, at this very moment, a man arriving from the depths of Paris was sick.

He didn't know it, but he was.

He had visited his best friend only hours before the flight, unaware that his friend had been in recent contact with a carrier who was friends with patient zero.

And, unbeknownst to the population of the Japanese archepelago...

He has brought with him the end of memory. And with it, the end of will.

A world without memory.

The death of human will has begun.

[nic-42]

Doodles

He's fine

ran-neechan and kaito-niichan!

comics that I won't finish

just look at that little shin-chan!

kaito with his baby | kaito paying the favor he owes his trusted witch