#fyosano

[fyodcrs]

OMG FYOSANO there's only like 1 fic for them on the whole ao3 and I've been dying for more for ages, if you'd like to share anything about your idea for them then I am all ears 👀

There's a fic for them???? I am definitely looking that up, I know I've talked about this ship with other people on here but I had no idea there were any fics 👀👀

SO the premise of my fic is that Ranpo is called onto a case, and he brings Yosano along - they get to the crime scene, and guess who's already there! One Fyodor Dostoevsky! Cue belligerent tension between Fyodor and Ranpo and a whole lotta sexual tension between Fyodor and Yosano.

Several months ago, after the dust had settled from the Decay of Angels incident, Mori demanded (well, politely requested) that Yosano join the Mafia, just as she knew he would. Fukuzawa refused. The uneasy alliance of the Mafia and the ADA had already been unsettled by the fact that Fyodor Dostoevsky is still around, and appears to be allied with the Agency now, somehow. Things escalated. With war between the Mafia and the Agency potentially imminent, Dazai asked Fyodor to hide Yosano outside the city. One thing led to another...then one thing led to another again...

This is the first time Yosano has seen Fyodor since things returned to normal.

The fic is a lot of Fyodor and Yosano with a little of Ranpo having an existential crisis in the background sdfghfgh. It's also one of two fics I'm working on that have Fyodor helping the ADA solve a case, the other one being fyosig. I just really like the idea, haha.

A couple excerpts under the cut :3

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“Not quite,” Fyodor said. He turned to Ranpo. His smile was pleasant, but there was a distinctly unpleasant gleam in his eyes. “But perhaps the World’s Greatest Detective would care to reveal the truth to us all?”

Ranpo stared back sullenly. “You’ve already figured it out,” he grumbled. “Why should I waste my time?”

“Ah, but surely my intellect is nothing compared to your Ability,” Fyodor replied with a humility that felt about as genuine as the knock-off handbag Yosano had noticed hanging in the hall. “Surely there are details I have missed that you will not, great detective.”

Ranpo pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Yosano huffed out an exasperated sigh. “Ranpo,” she said, trying to match the stern tones the President was able to wield like a weapon. Alas, she had neither his deep, gruff voice nor his intimidating presence, and the effect was somewhat lost. “Remember what you’re here for.”

“And you,” she dropped her voice to a hiss, sidling to Fyodor’s side, “stop instigating.”

“Me?” he returned, all wide-eyed innocence. She shot him a warning glare.    

Ranpo watched them, silent. Beneath his messy bangs, his visage was dark, watchful. Presently, he stirred, and when he pulled his glasses out of his pocket his more characteristic arrogant smirk had returned.

“Fine, then. Stand back and watch.”

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He looked up as she approached, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in the beginnings of a smile. Shades of sunset burned with the dull glow of banked embers across his face. His eyes were shadows.

“Babochka,” he said.

“You still haven’t told me what that means, you know.” She folded her arms and leaned against the railing, looking down at him from the top of the stairs.

Fyodor tilted his head to the side a little. A familiar gesture by now, like the way his fingers sometimes moved as if playing an instrument when he was deep in thought. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? You are supposed to be a detective, you know.”

“I’m a doctor, actually, you know.” Yosano gave him a glare that would have cowed any member of the Agency—including Dazai, and especially Ranpo—but Fyodor just smirked back at her, unmoved. Yosano was unaccustomed to being the one who had to back down first, but she had learned by now that Fyodor Dostoevsky was not nearly as much like Dazai and Ranpo as she had assumed, and she was simply no match for him.

She had never been one to accept defeat that easily, though.

She walked down the steps, stopping on the first step, just above where he stood on the sidewalk. Dark violet eyes regarded her. She looked up at him, one hand braced on the rail. She tried for her usual aloofness, but it was like trying to hide behind a glass door. She knew he was could sense the way her heartbeat had picked up and the way her blood thrummed with the sheer awareness of him, his presence.

Sometimes, she found him frightening; sometimes she could see in his pale face and dark, dark eyes the demon that had haunted them all. But when she was this close the shadows fell away and she could see him clearer, a man who was sickly but was starting to look a little healthier these days, a man who was tall and graceful and had an aura of mystery and ethereality about him, with a secretive smile full of furtive promises. A man who fascinated her in every way that he should frighten her.  

[fyodorkitkat]

Also I saw someone theorize way back that maybe they both might have been involved with Tokoyami Island (I think their theory at that point was that Fyodor would have been aware of her ability and how it was being used in such a horrific manner. And they thought maybe Fyodor's skills came from being involved in the military for his country or some sort of clandestine agent situation from a younger age. Idk how that works now that we are questioning his age though but I still get where they were going with this it was a cool theory)

And that would be interesting actually given the fact yeah we have never seen them interact but how would he feel about her ability being used like that? And the fact that it absolutely fucked her up too like she doesn't want to be used like that and has different feelings about it now. But she still absolutely relies on her ability, AND it keeps her alive in moments where she really should have died too.

[fyodorkitkat]

Top 5 fyodor ships

1. LUEDOR (me/fyodor💀)

2. Fyolai

3. Fyosiglai

4. Fyozai

5. Fyoya

[fyodcrs]

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thanks so much for the tag, Rosa! @peachymoriarty 💖💖

My current WIPs:

Falling is the Essence of a Flower, chapter 7 (still have to edit and post chapter 6, too) - fyosig, part of my Melodies of Sadness fyosig series

Sleepwalking - fyosig one-shot

Cathedrals of Melancholy, part 2 - fyozai

A Butterfly in the House of the Dead - fyosano (Fyodor/Yosano) one-shot

Tagging @the-port-mafia @eijunes and anyone else who writes and would like to share! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧˚ ♡♡

[fyodorkitkat]

Ty for the tag @neonganymede 💜🙏

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Sunday Fyosig

Monday Fyosano

Tuesday Fyoran

Wednesday Fyolai

Thursday Fyoya

Friday Fyovan

Saturday Fyosiglai

Nikolai cupcake extra

PM Tanizaki

Fyolai hmpf hmpf Fyodor

Canonverse Lewis intro

Canonverse Luedor Symphony Shenanigans

Modern Mafia Fyowhump

whumper!Lewis canon divergence Fyowhump

The way out is through (I do everything in one document so I guess technically the whole thing but I am currently writing chapter 5)

If there is a God, then... (same thing all one document but writing chapters 4 & 5 simultaneously)

Tagging (no pressure ofc): @osameowdazai @noose-lion @bnesszai @techni-kolor @tenfluenza @dandybabbler @vivid-vices @pmreaper @pompompurin1028 @ebiichan @diary-ofamadwoman @peachymoriarty @irritablepoe @lolaalee @ryuvnosuke @jeschalynn

[fyodcrs]

My fyosano shipping ass as Fyodor makes one (1) vague reference to Yosano:

[fyodorkitkat]

For the ask game: did someone ask about the pm tanizaki fic yet?👀

Nope (only Monday Fyosano and Saturday Fyosiglai were asked).

PM Tanizaki is currently a rough outline. It is set in the Angel Collective universe and looks at Tanizaki and how he fares in the Port Mafia, with Naomi of course. He was traded to the PM for Gin in that AU, but this is mentioned in The way out is through (the Kunikidazai spin off) not Angel Collective since it involves the ADA. It is snapshots at different points in time over a few chapters (his first couple days, a few months in, a year later).

After I finish The way out is through it is the last fic I have planned for that AU, other than the random Fyosiglai extra I might add here and there for funsies (like for Fyodor ship week).

Wip ask game

[fyodorkitkat]

monday fyosano???? im intrigued tell me more

'Yosano bent down to snatch up a violet colored one. She wondered why they were there, if they had been given to someone as an apology, and they weren't accepted. Or if they had been dropped on accident, the recipient not realizing they weren't holding them until they had gotten into a vehicle or on a train, maybe they were carrying too many things to be able to properly care for them and get them home.

She rolled the stem between her fingers as she continued down the street, her mind finally falling quiet as she focused on the beauty of the petals. Before she knew it she was inside the coffee shop she had intended to try. A soft and soothing voice broke her concentration on the flower, though her breath caught in her chest when she was met with a similar color looking right back at her.

"Ma'am? Did you want to order anything?""

[fyodorkitkat]

Woke up thinking about Fyosano and now I can't find my note on them 🥲