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Falling is the Essence of a Flower by tvlerblack
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
17 Sep 2024
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“About time you showed up,” Fyodor remarked, not looking up. “I thought you’d figure it out sooner.”
For a moment Sigma just stared, nonplussed.
“You know,” he started, hesitatingly, “you could have just left me a note or something to tell me you wanted to meet me here.”
“Now what fun would that have been? Then I wouldn’t get to see that dumbfounded expression on your face.”
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- Part 3 of Melodies of Sadness
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Kunikida’s voice cracked like a whip, startling a couple of nearby civilians. “Don’t even think about it, Dazai! You’ve already made us late, I am not taking the time to fish you out of the bay! Again! I’ll leave you to the fish!” He wouldn’t, of course, but the last thing he needed right now was to have to return to the Agency’s office soaking wet with his nuisance of a partner half-conscious and his precious notebook soggy and probably as useless as his aforementioned nuisance of a partner.
Dazai appeared not to have heard him. “How beautiful it is,” he sighed, “the setting sun. It must be just as beautiful, when a life fades.”
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Kunikida and Dazai have an unexpected bonding moment.
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“What,” he said.
“What what?”
“What. Are. You. Wearing?”
“Oh, this?” Fyodor puffed his chest out proudly. “This happens to be the newest Samurai shirt. I think it really captures your likeness.”
Fukuchi stared, unbelieving. The Samurai glared intensely back with his own eyes, his own face.
“What?” Fyodor said. “I’m a big fan.”
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Fukuchi struggles with being famous. Fyodor is not there to help.
For Fyodor ship week, day 7 - prompt: free day
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He caught Fyodor’s hand in his own and held it over his heart, which beat steadily underneath it. Fyodor’s hand was almost swallowed in Fukuchi’s. Fukuchi looked at Fyodor, his eyes suddenly bright and blazing.
“I’m alive,” he said, pressing Fyodor’s hand down harder against his chest, even though it hurt. “I am very fucking much alive. I won.”
Fyodor smiled. In the depths of the shadows, his features had little definition, his eyes swallowed in blackness. Not for the first time, Fukuchi thought that looking at him was like looking at a faded photograph—the image of a man was there, but not quite; it was without essential cohesion, without permanence.
“I never doubted you,” he said, and Fukuchi knew that, at least, was true.
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The aftermath of Fukuchi's long battle with the semi-immortal Ability user Wasp.
For Fyodor ship week, day two - prompt: bottom Fyodor
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When Reason Fails, the Devil Helps by tvlerblack
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
22 Jun 2024
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“And this ‘supernatural terrorist organization’…?”
“This young man I’m looking for has, in fact, gotten involved with a former terrorist organization. I have perfectly legitimate concerns about what kind of influence they might have on his impressionable mind.”
“I think they’re a much better influence than the last terrorist organization I was a part of,” Sigma said flatly.
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Fyodor helps Sigma and Atsushi solve a case.
For Fyodor ship week, days one and two - prompts: fluff + bottom Fyodor
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roses are red, violets are blue by lostdandelion
Fandoms: 憂国のモリアーティ | Yuukoku no Moriarty | Moriarty the Patriot (Manga)
21 May 2025
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William doesn’t even notice when it starts.
One day, Sherlock coughs. Once. Then again.
“Must’ve caught somethin’,” he says lightly. “Case took us down by the river and Billy thought it wise to wade in after the suspect. Bloody freezing, it was. Can you believe the stuff he makes me do?”
How could William possibly know something’s wrong? It’s only a cough. A perfectly natural thing.
William is trapped in a coma, but can hear everything around him. When Sherlock begins to be plagued by a mysterious cough, William can do nothing but listen, powerless to help the person who has never given up on him.
for yuumori angst week day 3 - hanahaki
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Bookmarked by tvlerblack
31 May 2025
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You're mine. Across the expanse of those red-bitten lips, against the familiarity of that warm, pliant body, he fills every last bit of Lu Guang. In every timeline.
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30 Jan 2025
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the one in my dreams is a spectre of you by murrvish
Fandoms: 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon)
18 Jun 2024
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When Cheng Xiaoshi’s hair is down, it’s just long enough for Lu Guang to wrap his hand around it—slowly twisting until the strands are taut—and yank. Cheng Xiaoshi gives so freely, but watching him open himself to these moments makes Lu Guang feel like he could love this man to the point of ruin.
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aka the existential hell that is reliving your first kiss.
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23 Jan 2025
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falling in love at the photo shop by BigDangoFamily
Fandoms: 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon)
05 Sep 2022
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Cheng Xiaoshi spends the next several minutes just staring at the photograph, his finger running gently down the curve of Lu Guang's sunlit features. His mother's voice sounds from the back of his head.
The photograph is a window into the photographer's soul. Look, baobei, what does this photo tell you about the person who took it? What emotions do they feel?
Attraction. Longing. Desire. It might as well be written in Sharpie over Lu Guang's face, big bold characters in Cheng Xiaoshi's handwriting.
Fuck. He really has been blind.
Over the course of a year, Cheng Xiaoshi learns to see what's been right in front of him this entire time. (Or, familiarity as a love language.)
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17 Jan 2025
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“You poor thing,” Fyodor murmured, brushing his fingers along the boy’s cold, dirt-smeared cheek. He moved his hand over the boy’s lips to check for any sign of life and a faint, fragile breath brushed his skin.
Just barely alive. He wouldn’t last much longer if Fyodor hadn’t found him.
Fyodor hummed a low, thoughtful sound. “Your owner abandoned you and look at you now. How foolish of him to leave you all alone. But don’t worry—I’ll take care of you.”
Fyodor’s quest to obtain the Book leads him to the White Reaper who disappeared after the death of the Port Mafia Boss. What he doesn’t expect is to find a soul with a struggle so similar to his own.
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- Part 7 of author's personal bsd favorites
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24 Oct 2024