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FYORAN WEEK 2024 INTEREST CHECK

Planned to take place July 7th to 13th

Prompts will drop in June

PLEASE let me know if you'd be interested and what you'd like to see in Fyoran Week!

My only rules are no NSFW and no pro-shipping!! Any other posts would be allowed and you would be allowed to submit previous works!! Please just tag Fyoran Week 2024!!

Soulmate AU with flowers

From the day you reach 5 years old, a flower starts to grow from your head, but it will only start to bloom the closer you are to meeting your soulmate. The flower will fully bloom when you meet your soulmate, and will only die when your soulmate does.

However, the head flower will only happen with romantic soulmates, and not everybody will have one. If one were to have a platonic soulmate, a flower would grow from their neck instead. If one were to have both a platonic and romantic soulmate, they'd have both.

The flowers do not hurt or harm their host, and instead only harm those who try to harm it, even if said person is the host. They will die naturally with the soulmate of their host.

That’s all!

"I should talk here more often" and then never talks here

The eye of the tiger

I need to write more Fyoran fanfics when I finish these chapters

fyoran trip!

WIP Wednesday - 7

From the upcoming Fyodor Ship Week - Tuesday. Pairing: Fyodor/Ranpo

"Ranpo appraised the man, deciding to amuse himself by trying to guess his occupation. It was possible his health was poor, not that he had something disrupting his sleep, but the damage around his cuticles and chewed down nails were a strike against that being the only reason.

It could be an idle motion, but more than likely the man was stressed, or had a habit that was exacerbated by him spending long periods of time maintaining his focus. Ranpo debated putting his glasses on when he found his thoughts wandering as he trailed his gaze up the man's neck back to his face.

No, maybe he was the type to chew on them when he was excited too... Now he was looking straight at Ranpo, but he didn't care, he kept studying him, unbothered by if he was making him uncomfortable or not. He was pretty and fascinating to look at, but Ranpo could easily imagine him looking more disheveled hunched over a computer for hours while he chewed on those thin and long fingers.

The man had started walking straight towards him, and it struck him that he did not actually want to talk to this guy at all. He downed the rest of his drink quickly and made his way towards one of the staircases, hoping the object of his interest wouldn’t follow him, but fully aware of the possibility that he would. If he was going to have to engage with this person he was sure he was the type that would be more disarmed if he was surrounded by less people.

Was this a reckless idea? Of course! But he was so bored, and he still had to make it through quite a bit of time until his ride got here. If he needed to he could escape and just start walking down the street and force whoever was picking him up to come and find him or something. It would be fine! Probably..."

🧅

sorry for rebloging fyodor and ranpo ship stuff me and baz have plushies and their on date night

Written for @fyodorshipweek2024

Day 3

Slow Dancing Purple Fake Relationship

Stuck on a case by himself at a gala (that he of course, has already solved), Ranpo spirals into boredom. An alluring stranger catches his eye, and between the tedium and sparkling wine he finds himself making choices he usually wouldn’t. They shouldn’t have made him work this case alone…

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Edogawa Ranpo Characters: Fyodor Dostoyevsky , Edogawa Ranpo, Armed Detective Agency Ensemble Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, takes place sometime before the guild arc, Background Case, Party, Slow Dancing, Dancing, Ballroom Dancing, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Drinking, Not Beta Read, Alcohol, Fyodor Ship Week 2024, Fyodor Ship Week

more Fyoran

this is 100% self projection i just think fyodor's cloak looks comfy. luckily i can do whatever i want and i'll never die

[ID: Digital art featuring Fyodor and Ranpo from Bungo Stray Dogs. Fyodor looks down at his cloak, and Ranpo is popping his head out from it, also wearing it. Ranpo looks happy and Fyodor looks neutral. There are three orange emphasis lines around Ranpo, but the rest of the drawing is black and white. /End ID]

unwind the world and your nightmare's gone

Even in the wake of such a glorious victory, Fyodor’s immediately itching for another game. Call it foolishness, call it whatever. He reaches into his pocket for the one scrap of the Page left, and he matches Ranpo’s smirk with his own.

“Then let’s play a game.”

The rules are simple, really.

If Fyodor proves he truly has rid the world of abilities, then he wins. If Ranpo somehow proves him wrong, then they win. They’ll travel for this, so that Fyodor may show as much evidence as he likes. (So that Fyodor can show Ranpo enough to break them.)

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on fyodor, ranpo, and pyrrhic victories

7/7 chapters posted, written for @fyodorshipweek2024, fyoran centric with alternating povs between chapters, over 10k words in full, heed the tags please

aka: fyodor and ranpo slowly lose themselves

MORE gay people for you

lemon futon + "focus on me."

kunibram + "..perhaps this is unneccessary"

kunichuu + "don't surprise me like that!"

fyoran + "should i have expected anything else?"

so many gays,, also im scared of writing fyodor AND ranpo but i hope i did them alright o7

lemon futon + focus on me

"It's easy," Katai says, gesturing to the half-folded paper star in front of him. "Just focus on me." Without missing a beat, Kajii replies, "That won't be too hard." Katai glares through the frames of his glasses, but he can't force down the embarrassed chuckle that leaves him. He continues folding the paper star, puffing it up and putting it in Kajii's hands when he's done. Kajii lifts it up to the light, squinting at it, like he cannot believe such a contraption is possible. "Astounding," Kajii says. "You're amazing!" Katai flushes. "It's just a hobby... Kunikida and I used to fold lots." "Really?" "Uh-huh. Jars of them, sometimes." "Can I try?" Katai blinks. Kajii's sudden enthusiasm is taking him by surprise. "Y-yeah, sure." Katai reaches for the stack of paper strips at the side, tearing one out and passing it over. When their fingers brush, his heart stutters while Kajii actually beams. He has no clue how he got here, but this crush is getting severely out of hand.

kunibram + ...perhaps this is unnecessary

Bram can feel his control slipping. How preposterous. He is Bram Stoker, the Lord of the Undead, a terrifying calamity, the very definition of evil. He should not be losing it over— His fingers twitch as Kunikida removes another button, exposing more of his pale skin, specifically his neck. Bram can hear the blood rushing through his veins, the sweet, inviting scent flooding his nose. Before he knows it, he's reaching out, a hand pushing at Kunikida's forehead and forcing it up. Kunikida goes like a doll on a string, so unlike his usual stubborn front. As Bram leans in, nose nudging along Kunikida's neck and feeling him shiver, he stops. He's going dizzy from desire, but he still has a sense of guilt and dignity, and he doesn't want to turn into a mindless, hungry beast in front of the only human who trusts him so deeply. "...Perhaps this is unnecessary," he chokes out. His fangs press onto Kunikida's skin, right where his pulse thumps the hardest. "It is not a must for me to feed. If I were to—" "I'll stop you if I have to," Kunikida whispers. His voice is hoarse. "Do it already." So demanding despite the compromising position he's in. Bram brings another hand up, grasping onto Kunikida's collar and tugging on it, the fabric crinkling between his fingers. "If you insist, my queen." Before Kunikida can bristle at the nickname, Bram bites, and a heady sensation begins to flood his brain.

kunichuu + don't surprise me like that!

Kunikida freezes in his tracks when Chuuya appears from the ceiling, hanging upside down the door frame with a grin. His hair stays perfectly done due to his ability and he waves, eyes filled with mischief. "Chuuya," Kunikida admonishes, "don't surprise me like that!" "But you're cute when you're startled," Chuuya shoots back. His grin widens when Kunikida gives them a cross glare. "Welcome home, by the way." "Terrible welcome," Kunikida claims, side-stepping him and ducking into the house. He hears Chuuya come down, feet landing on the floor with a soft thump before hurrying after him. "Aw, c'mon. Do you want a different one? I can make it up to you." "And you're a terrible flirt," Kunikida huffs, refusing to give in despite the smile on his face. Chuuya grabs his arm, spinning him around. He hooks his hands around his neck, pulling him down with a smirk. "Are you sure? I don't hear you complaining when I do this." And then Chuuya goes on his tiptoes and brings their lips together, and Kunikida drops his bag down to pull him closer. "You're not forgiven," he mutters between kisses, even though he's actively melting. "Right," Chuuya agrees, grinning against his lips.

fyoran + should i have expected anything else?

"Fyodor-kun!" Ranpo shouts with glee, dashing up to him. "There you are. I found you!" Fyodor raises an eyebrow. He wasn't aware they were playing a game of hide-and-seek, although he did keep his location a secret when he sent that letter to Ranpo, asking him to meet. "You deciphered my letter?" he asks, turning his chair to face Ranpo, who nods with his hands on his hips. "Of course. Should I have expected anything else?" "Obviously not." Ranpo's bright smile melts off into something darker as his eyes open. His stare has always fascinated Fyodor. No other regular human being could have such a piercing look, as if they know all the secrets to the universe. Ranpo is the only exception. "Well?" Ranpo asks. "What was it you wanted me for?" An unnecessary question. They both know it. Fyodor doesn't reach out, never one to intiate first, even if this was his idea. He lets Ranpo come to him, lets him make the first indication of want. Like a moth to a flame. "I think you know, Ranpo-kun." Ranpo grins. "Of course."

Fyoran >:D

fyoran commission for @/rchimedesu on twitter

sexy

happy pride month to fyoran enjoyers specifically

I keep forgetting to post here FYORAN, JIRAI KEI NIKOLAI, AND JIRAI DANSHI NIKOLAI KEYCHAIN/STICKER CONCEPTS

Very proud of these tbh, especially Jirai Danshi Nikolai

Fyoran wedding I made for my Twitter... I should post here more...

I should post more

So like, I own Daily Fyoran on Twitter and my goal is to get the Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Edogawa Ranpo tag on AO3 to 100 before the end of the year, so I've been heavily considering doing a Fyoran Week Month some time soon! Maybe around July? This is early but I'd need to prepare too! I'll do an interest check soon!!

He's just a lil' guy wavin'

writing is so fun

Spoiling the fuck outta my own fic because I have no life and I don't feel like dying with my ideas just in case it stays unfinished

The premise of this 5 chapter long fanfic is that my OC Oriel Kira is the younger, low-key deranged sister of Damnatio Kira and they're hosting the annual ball as usual except this year, Oriel destroys Damnatio's happiness by preventing the guest list from being finished and the letters being sent so that Damnatio HAS to let Oriel write the invitations and invite WHOEVER she wants but Damnatio just gives up and let's her.

So, the first chapter is the 3 weeks leading up the ball, where Finral reveals she's been seeing Oriel and starts accidentally catching the attention of other characters (might change this to be between 2/5 of the chapters).

Then at the ball, Finral makes it official with Oriel and makes Yami, Fuegoleon, and Nozel realize they WANT that pretty Spatial Mage. Mereoleona also wants her but she already knows it and is way more open and forward about it.

While this shit is going down, Leopold confesses his feelings to Asta and Asta reciprocates. Noelle is upset so she confides in Charlotte about this, Charlotte revealing she's in a very similar boat. Charlotte also reveals she's been developing feelings for VANESSA.

At the same time, this noble OC of mine Einar is hitting on Magna and Magna is low-key reciprocating which causes Luck to get jealous and cling to Magna, to Einar's annoyance and Magna's confusion.

Then there's my OC Andromeda, who is Einar's older sister, who is hitting on En and my other OC Lethia, who is also nobility and hitting on Sally, who somehow got into the ball.

Basically it's Black Clover Self-Indulgence: The Fanfic. Especially because transfem Finral is basically the driving point because Finesse rejected Finral because she's the token straight girl and was the one who INTRODUCED Finral to Oriel, and Oriel is the reason why Finral is becoming her true authentic self, and said true authentic self is making people want that beautiful lady. And lots of jealousy. Lots of it.

Anyways, I'm a lunatic and I need to get unstuck at this part in chapter 1

Stuck on this part in the fanfic where Finral is looking at dresses and Mereoleona is supposed to walk in but idk how to make it work because Mereoleona (a) wouldn’t wear dresses if her life depended on it, (b) isn’t aggro enough, and (c) came with Fuegoleon and Leopold, who are in the literal section with the suits, so there is NO reason for Mereoleona to approach Finral BUT I NEED MEREOFIN YURI UGGHHHH WHAT DO I DO

Vanessa, setting down a card: Ace of Clubs

Asta, placing down an Uno card: +4

Magna, pulling out a Pokemon card: Flareon, I choose you

Finral, trembling: What are we playing