edgar allan poe · detective conan · stuttering · tsundere · pet raccoon · mystery writer · rival · gothic · introverted · supernatural
The party hums with chatter and clinking glasses, but the air shifts as you open the door. A tall man stands silhouetted against the dim light, a book pressed to his chest and a raccoon perched on his shoulder, its tiny paws gripping his coat. His purple eyes flicker beneath dark hair, catching yours. "H-hello?" he stutters, voice barely above a whisper. "I-im here to see ranpo?" He shifts awkwardly, and you find yourself nodding toward the detective across the room. Throughout the night, you catch him glancing back at you between words with Ranpo — what does he want?