I caved :/ And because I suck at witting it will be all fan art..or nearly all :3
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Permission to use your muses on the fan arts, Y/N/ GTFO? :/

That awkward moment when you are trapped in a house with your mother and you realize killing her is not and option because most of the people you know are detectives.

Happy b-day, Ianto.

I have a present for you, are you busy with the weevils today?

[Hakuba is in his desk, reading and trying his best to ignore his opposite. The mentioned twin is sitting in the bed, holding a pillow with the ShinRa logo and looking bored as hell. Out of the blue he says:]

Why don't we make out?

[Very slowly, Hakuba turns to face him, eyes wide.]  Wha...we are not Henry DeTamble.

And? It's not technically cheating. Maybe it counts as masturbation...I wonder what Dr. Freud would think.

[The video is cut before Hakuba 's reply is hear but by the look on his face you can imagine that it's not a nice one.]

[Screams and sirens can be hear.]

Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent, it's pitiful. [A pause, some more order from the firemen resound in the background.] He wanted me to play...let's play then.

[The video feet starts in black and white, and it seems to be a surveillance camera of the ER in Tokyo's hospital. There's no sound but we can see Hakuba next to the nurse station talking with one of the nurses.

She nods, looks for a envelope and handles it to him. He opens it and reads the results with a blank face. The nurse asks him something else but he shakes his head and she goes back to work. The video cut off as Hakuba leaves the hospital.]

[Hakuba is in his room, still a dog, with the laptop in the floor in front of him as he tries to type. His pet Irene is playing with a red ball behind him.]

it's jsut like the la$t time, they're tryign to kill themphselves. Tatsumy tri3d to reach the oens who di3d but he cn't do it.

dealign with a pis-sed god of death iyt's hard as human, ash dog it's imp'ossible. [He pauses and scratches his ear with a paw. Stupid doggie instincts.] th3y better b alrijht b3cau$e...

[Irene's red ball bounces near him, his ears go up and he disappears from the view, trying to catch the ball. He's back a few minutes later, thanks to god for all the fur that hides his blush.]

I wan-t my b0dy back.