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freakoont · 12 days

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In love with your Ranpo fics fr, could I order another Ranpo fic? Maybe something similar to unrequited love again (⁠ʘ⁠ᗩ⁠ʘ⁠’⁠) but this time from his perspective

❝𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?❞

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𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐄𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 // 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

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GENDER NETURAL BUT AFAB READER sorry :')

NOT PROOF READ !

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! check the bottom of this post for information <3

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Ranpo Edogawa, it was hard to describe him... He was definitely special, to you. There was just something about the way he'd happily say your name as he would run up to you with the latest snack he'd find... Or how he'd ramble about his day to you... Or the way he'd call you his favorite assistant.

He definitely knew how to make someone smile... But he also knew how to make someone feel dumb.

It's been... How long since you've known this guy? How long have you been trying to make it obvious that you liked him?

For someone who called themselves the world's greatest detective... He could also be clueless.

How many gifts, snacks and treats, have you left on his desk since you've met him? How much do you have to deal with his cockiness and tease? How long. Have you waited. For him to say. Three simple words?

╰┈➤ ❝I love you❞

Maybe its time you give up. There's no point in trying. He'll just never notice it, huh?

Or maybe he has, but just doesn't care... Maybe he just doesn't see you anymore than just a friend.

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Ranpo stepped into the Agency a few days later, ready to be visited by your great smile and a big hug from you ! He always loved it when you'd give him attention, it was a different kind of attention compared to the other agency members.. similar to that same respect that he had with Fukuzawa.

"(Y/NN) !" He called out to you, noticing how you were at your desk, not jumping to greet to him, like you often did. He didn't suspect anything at first.

You turned to him with a straight look, no smile at all... "Yes?"

"wellllll?" He dragged along, holding his hand out. You were silent for a moment before pulling a small lollipop from your pocket and placing it in his hands. "That's it??" He questioned, disappointed. You often brought him big and new things from different stores and bakeries. Besides, didn't you promise him a surprise a few days ago??

"I don't have anything else on me," you spoke before turning your attention back to your computer, typing away and choosing to end the conversation there.

Ranpo stared at you for a moment, quiet.

He didn't want to question it, so he chose to ignore it and sit down at his desk. 'Maybe you're just feeling down. Or having a mood swing.' he thought to himself while he put his legs up on his desk and leaned back, staring at the ceiling.

It wouldn't take long for Ranpo to notice a pattern after just a few days. You seemed to be ignoring him more and more. You gave your attention to the work and other members instead of him.

What, him jealous? No..

Why would he be jealous? He's the world's greatest detective ! The thought of love just didn't sit right with him. He was too busy helping dumb little cops with their cases to get into that business ! ...right?

That night, he stared up at his ceiling, not seeming to fall asleep as he thought about your pretty face or how you'd smile at him... Or the way you'd pamper him with more attention then he could ever get compared to all the other agency members combined.

...

...maybe he did miss you, just a little.

...

What felt like forever, only a few weeks, since he's actually hung out with you, he's decided to confront you about this! Obviously there's something upsetting you that he's not knowing about? It's that easy to see!

"(Y/N)." His voice had called out to you as you were ready to enter the Agency building. You turned to see him standing with a frustrated and upset, yet saddened, look on his poor face.

"yes-?"

"why are you ignoring me." He cut you off, not wanting to wait any longer to know the truth.

You were quiet to say the least, but not surprised. ".. whatever do you mean?"

"don't act stupid, (Y/N). I can easily pull out my glasses and use my ultra deduction if I wanted to." He paused with a sigh as he looked up. He had noticed a small leaf fall from the sky, the wind carrying it as it fell on top of your head. He couldn't help but smile a little, but he was still serious about getting an answer. "But I want to hear the reason from you."

"... You tell me, Edogawa." He was a little shocked by you calling him by his surname. That was.. a different approach. Slowly he pulled his glasses out and pushed it up the bridge of his nose, staring at you quietly.

"... y'know, you could've told me all that time, yeah.. I was bound to.. deduce it eventually.."

"..I know." You lied.

"..so why didn't you?"

You were quiet for a moment before pulling that leaf, that fell on your head, out of your hair and holding it in between your fingers. Ranpo didn't like the friction in the air, it oddly felt intense to him. Maybe it was just the awkwardness between you too... But he didn't understand why it had to be like this. "...I don't know."

"no, you do know."

"..I guess," you paused and sighed, letting the leaf fall to the ground. "So what now?"

"..is it too late to say I love you..?" He spoke under his breath, the smallest tint of blush on his pretty face.

"..yeah."

"..you've lost those feelings, huh?" You nodded your head while awkwardly smiling at the ground, your hands were held tightly together. "..sorry. I was an idiot."

"let's just stay friends..."

"..ah, of course."

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It hurts to be the greatest yet feel the worst.

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foranpo · 10 months

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ੈ˚☆ their last good-bye.

fandom: bungou stray dogs.

characters: ranpo, dazai.

reader: gn!

genre: headcanons.

content: angst, major character death, mention of blood and suicide.

word count: ~600 each // ~1.2k total.

cole's note: i was gonna write for chuuya as well but 1. it's already huge for hcs and 2. i wasn't feeling the 3rd character so i left it as 2 characters and, who knows, maybe i'll post a 2nd part with chuuya and akutagawa <3

ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

˚ʚ ranpo.

Not all of Ranpo's intelligence could predict your effect on him.

It started by being minutes. Just a few moments of his day when your absence was felt in the way his mind manufactured thoughts destined for you. Longing letters were whispered in the most solitary corners of Ranpo's mind, forcing him to create melancholy scenarios of never-gone moments, rehearsing over and over again soap operas of a nostalgia only remembered by the gods.

And, without noticing, minutes passed into hours. All the details that were dropped by you during the day, were picked up by Ranpo's astute mind like celestial dust left by the gods themselves; every detail of yours was noted with magic and hope in the heavy heart of Ranpo, the ink of the pen being of such tremendous kindness, adorned by the sun itself, that all the hours lost studying you seemed ephemeral, fast, too little.

So much space within Ranpo and all of it was taken up by you.

So… annoying. No. It wasn't just annoying. Ranpo would go as far as to say it was irritating to have so much of you inside him.

You flooded the essence of Ranpo. In a way, you, without realizing it, had consumed Ranpo's entire existence. The hours were few to decipher your mysteries, your whole essence appearing so great when inside Ranpo. You yourself were big inside Ranpo, squeezing his needs, stimulating his feelings, leaving no room for Ranpo himself to exist.

And when the hours passed into endless days of longing and yearning, Ranpo knew that the illness could not continue to spread any longer.

Because Ranpo didn't understand love, much less had he experienced it before you, and all the anxiety he felt away from you, all the curiosity that settled in him when you started talking, all the new stimuli and habits he gained, seemed to originate from a malevolent plague sent by the gods to distract him from his vocation as a detective.

And he couldn't let anything, or anyone, get in the way of him solving mysteries.

As such, it was without warning that Ranpo said goodbye to you. It just happened.

On a day like any other, where the sun was shining the same way, the birds were singing the same melody and the world was turning in the same direction, Ranpo said goodbye to you without gestures or words. Just negligence. A childish ignorance. An improper slight. All it took was for him to remain silent when he used to respond to your daily good mornings.

And, since then, as if by magic or the pleasure of the malevolent angels, the sun began to shine in gray tones, painting melancholy and nostalgia for each street he walked along, for each word spoken by him; the birds became sopranos of regrets, synchronizing Ranpo's loss and childishness in a symphony of disdain that has lasted to this day; and the world stopped turning, the clouds remaining static in the sky and overshadowing all the stars and hopes at night, the wind refusing to take with it Ranpo's sorrow for leaving you.

But Ranpo was now able to meet schedules and solve mysteries; Ranpo was now back to being the Ranpo he was before meeting you, without caring about the hours lost with you and thinking about you.

Ranpo was now himself, with no one else inside him —and all it took was for him to stop answering you to have the courage to say goodbye to you.

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˚ʚ dazai.

When the day came when Dazai had to say goodbye to you, he could only smile. Finally freedom.

With you in his arms, and a river of life flowing between you, all Dazai could do was smile. Everything went silent the moment he held you tight, the entire world suspending its magic so that all suffering was fixed at that moment, in that second, in that smile.

Dazai could only look at you; with a smile on his face and scarlet promises leaking from your lips, Dazai knew he would never forget that moment.

Small seconds changed the course of his life, without any warning or consideration, his whole existence was dyed of melancholy red of futures that were never going to happen —so why try to live them?

Now that he had you in his arms, knowing perfectly well that you would not let go of the agonizing scarlet that stained your clothes, Dazai finally felt free from the chains that bound him to this world. Now there were no excuses. No postponements. No errors. No you.

You... no longer existed.

The only color in this world, the only star that managed to survive the world's wickedness and the gods' warnings; you yourself no longer existed. Not when you had just been painted with the color of desolation.

So what pleasures did Dazai expect in this life, when the only heavenly soul had dissipated before him? Without any notice?

It was when the first tear toasted his smile that Dazai realized what happened.

You no longer existed. That red wasn't desolation, it was a farewell. A farewell that could not be retrieved, altered, or erased. That was real. The cascade of scarlet flowers was really a river of anguish and suffering —yours and Dazai's. It was a goodbye, not a see you later. It was permanent, not something momentary. And this time it wasn't caused by Dazai's boundless pranks; this time it was provoked by his carelessness and vanity. Although still causing all that pain, this time Dazai knew that no flowers or stuffed animals in this world could undo the harm he caused.

And Dazai's forehead met yours in a light, tremulous, hesitant encounter. Letting his tears wash away his own smile and spread your farewell over the rest of your face, Dazai just held you tight against him. Using all his strength, hoping you would wake up with the exaggeration of his love, hoping that all the red you dropped was just a joke to show him how much you suffered for dating that prankster.

But no reaction other than Dazai's came.

In that silent street, muffled by the city's movements, everything was silent, static, dark. And what once consumed Dazai, that freedom that was felt in the first seconds he held you and felt your essence being consumed by his fingertips, disappeared.

Now, only despair reigned in Dazai.

How could he even dream of freedom from this life, when he drowned you in the red river that consumed you? How could Dazai think of freeing himself from the anxieties and sufferings of this world, when he himself brought you eternal torment?

No. He could not achieve that freedom. Not when you went away with red words and scarlet gestures. Dazai was going to remain in this world. Letting your sudden departure dictate any and all suffering he came to feel, Dazai decided to stay —because, how could he dream of being with you if it was because of him that you said goodbye to this world?

ੈ♡˳───── feedback is appreciated <3 ─────

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iovetecchou · 1 year

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Hiii could i please get a ranpo prompt with fluff 5 and angst 6

Oh and congrats on 100 follower <3

prompt: "I think I love you."

"No, don't cry. I hate it when you cry.”

GN Reader.

800 words.

All his friends looked up to him. He was invincible in their eyes, and he’s failed them. But most importantly, Ranpo has failed you. At least, that’s what he assumed.

Ranpo had never felt this defeated in his whole entire life. It was as though the world was caving in around him, and he had no sense of control. He needed to get away from all the chaos, away from the monsters on the street.

No one was at the agency at the moment, so Ranpo took it upon himself to camp out there. At least until he got his emotions under control. He made his way underneath his desk, pulling his knees up in front of himself as he buried his face in his hands. He was hyperventilating, his hands were shaking so much and he couldn’t drown out the thoughts rushing through his head.

He hated this. Feeling so weak, and helpless. He was the greatest detective, bad guys he damned! But right now, he didn’t feel so great. He was a complete failure, he didn’t want to see the look on your face when you found out he wasn’t able to stop all this madness from breaking loose.

You were his best friend, the person he confided in with practically everything. You were the only other person besides Fukuzawa that got to see this side of him. The vulnerable side, the Ranpo who wasn’t hiding behind his sheer confidence and skill. Countless times you would come to his rescue, bringing him some snacks and sitting with him in silence until he bounced back.

You had seen Ranpo take off towards the agency, you knew he was blaming himself and you didn’t like that one bit. It’s not his fault, no matter what anyone else says. You finally caught up to him, swinging the agency doors open before shouting out, “Ranpo? I know you’re in here, where are you?” you were frantic. You knew he was probably in a really bad headspace right now, and you just wanted to be there for him.

you began checking under every single desk. You knew he would often hide out under them as he tried to calm himself down. You approached his desk, slowly kneeling down, and that’s when you saw him. He was shaking, with his hands pulled up to cover his face. You could hear his small hiccups as he began to let the tears flow down his cheeks. The sight alone made your chest ache.

"No, don't cry. I hate it when you cry.”

You cautiously reached out to pull his hands away from his face. His beautiful emerald eyes were drowning in tears, and his nose began to run slightly. He hiccuped as his gaze met your concerned one, you began wiping away his tears with your thumbs. Pulling back slightly to ball up your sleeve, before wiping his runny nose clean. You always took care of him like this, and it meant a great deal to Ranpo.

“Ranpo, don’t blame yourself. It’s not your fault,” you stated softly, rubbing his face gently with your fingers now. Trying to soothe him the best you could. “Come here. Let’s get you out from under this desk, yeah?” You moved your hands down to clasp around his own. Pulling him, and yourself up by your interlocked fingers.

He immediately pulled you in for a hug. Clinging onto you for dear life as the sobs wracked through him once more. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry y/n! don’t hate me, please!” Your heart sank further at his words. You moved your hands up to his waist, pulling him into you further as you began to lightly scratch up the expanse of his back. “Shh… don’t you dare apologize Ranpo, you didn’t do anything wrong. I could never hate you Ranpo, in fact,

"I think I love you."

You whispered out that last part, as Ranpo's sobs halted. He stiffened up in your grasp before he pulled back slightly, to get a clear view of your face. You were flushed, feeling embarrassed for getting your feelings off your chest like that.

You and Ranpo had an unshakable bond. Everyone in the agency could see that, hell, even strangers on the street could see it. You two were unmatched, two hearts that beat as one. Why else would you do everything in your power to make him happy if you didn’t love him? He meant everything to you at this point, and that’s why hearing him talk so badly about himself as he sobbed into your shoulder broke your heart into pieces.

His tears were drying on his cheeks as a warm grin now complimented his features. He squeezed your shoulders tightly from where his hands rested before confessing,

“I think I love you too, y/n!”

i really like how this one came out! thank you so much for the request, i hope i did ranpo justice in this one! (:

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fairybonesandstardust · 6 months

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a horrible "analysis" of fukuchi and fukuzawa's friendship and a little ranpo's feelings on the betrayal

warning this will contain discussions of outing and homophobia/transphobia

as i write fukufuku i can't help but think about canon and their friendship and the betrayal and everything else in between. because i see myself in their friendship. i see myself in ranpo who put his blind trust into fukuchi only to have it back fire. i have a sister and for a very long time i thought of her as my best friend, if i ever had a wedding i though she would probably be my maid of honor or my groomsmen. i thought she would be the first and maybe only person to meet my s/o. she was there for me in so many ways.

she was the first person i came out to and she was the very first person who bought me gender affirming clothes. i don't think she knows how much it meant to me. that i could talk to her about my sexuality and gender so freely that after so many years...

she was also the very same person who outed me.

she knew i was in the closet.

and despite everything i hate her. i can't stand to be around her yet for so long i masked it and i kept pretending that everything was the same. the worst feeling in the world is having the person you trusted more than anything in the entire world betray you and they don't seem to care. you're screaming into a void that they cannot see or hear. you seem them and you feel sick to your stomach and you cannot eat.

you hate them so fucking much but for the life of you, you cannot vocalize it because they wouldn't understand they wouldn't see it. and that hatred and pain keeps growing and growing but they've been by your side for years. they fought for you. how could you leave them?

and then somewhere along the way something snaps and you stop caring. you can no longer pretend.

she outed me for a second time in front of our mother but thankfully our mother is oblivious.

she (they) didn't understand what was done.

you feel stupid because you saw this coming but you swore to yourself that they would never do something like this. because they aren't like that. (but they are and you knew that)

in some weird way you feel almost violated when it happens. you aren't alone so you cannot break you smile and you pretend like it hasn't killed a part of you.

and in the end you go on with your life you make sacrifices that come with horrible consequences because you need to regain control. you have to make sure nothing bad happens that nothing worse comes to pass. and now you are all alone so you so bury it all and you go back to pretending but you no longer hide your hatred. (the worst part is that you will always be there when they call)

you lost someone who thought like you. who knew you better than anyone else in the world but you can't blame anyone else but yourself for this.

you cannot mourn the loss. you hate them too much.

and to this very day they still do not understand all that has past or its consequences.

this is how i see the loss of fukuzawa and fukichi's friendship and how ranpo must have felt. i'm too tired to put my thoughts in better order maybe someday i'll rewrite this analysis (i probably won't)

i will now go back to my regular shit posting 👍

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silawastaken · 7 months

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Whumptober day11- Animal trap

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50762134

Ranpo angst, as promised, and BOY is it descriptive! Bro just couldn't catch a break huh? Soz for the lateness, my life is crumbling as I'm writing this :>

Anyway! please enjoy, and as always let me know what you think!!!

#ao3 fanfic #bsd #whumptober 2023 #bsd ranpo #bsd fanfic #bungou stray dogs #ranpo edogawa #ranpo angst

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dazaiscum · 3 months

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When everything goes wrong.....

you know that one day when everything just goes so wrong in your life. could even be the littlest of things till eventually, a small incident causes everything to come breaking down. everything you've kept inside comes pouring out like water from a broken container. flows out even when you try to stop it. well, that's what happened to you today.

it started small. your clothes weren't ironed, then your coffee machine broke, then you started feeling the soreness in your throat so you couldn't even enjoy the coffee you paid 7 dollars for but it was all fine till you got late to work, had to run up 5 floors because the elevator broke down and even got scolded by your boss and just when you thought nothing could get worse, you reached home only to find out your leftovers had been eaten and while storming up to your room, the incident happen. the one small incident that triggers the breakdown. the door handle accidentally scraped against your hand, scratching it and that was it.

You try to hold it together, but inside, you feel like a busted container about to overflow. All the emotions and frustrations you've been hiding inside start pouring out like an unstoppable torrent. You try to fight it, but it's just too overwhelming.

you broke down and cried. cried so so hard but still the heavy feeling in your chest just wouldn't feel light, until of course, he came. your loving boyfriend.

he scooped you up in his arms, holding you close to his chest while running his fingers through your hair and whispering sweet nothings and reassuring words in your ear. the sweet sound of his voice, ringing like hymns in your ears. feeling the glide of his fingertips over your arm, stroking it. his fleeting touches over your face, cupping your cheeks, pressing kisses on the top of your head, holding you protectively against him.

"It's okay, sweetheart. It's okay. Everything is fine now. I'm here, and I'll keep you safe. You know I love you, my sweetest girl."

Dazai, Simon, PRICE, GOJO, ranpo, aizawa, Nanami, CHUUYA, konig, SOAP, shoto, bakugo, MIDORIYA, wakasa, SHINCHIRO, ALEJANDRO.

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hyaha-ha-ha · 4 months

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Ranpoe angst ranpoe angst yeayyy !!! ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾

This is supposed to take place during Ranpo's first visit of Poe's manor

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bee-writes-n-spins · 6 months

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on the other side of that metaphorical one-way mirror, is a trembling little boy. is a fearful child.

he's so scared. so scared they'll see past the facade he puts on to imitate those around him. so scared they'll see his true self.

that mirror is the only thing about him that shows confidence.

but then he meets you.

you're the only one who can see through as if it's a window. you're the only one who can hold that small child and tell him it's okay.

please.. just tell him it's okay..

RANPO, ango, poe, kokichi, UZUI, giyuu, and any of your falsely confident favorites!

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rosalinesurvived · 9 months

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Fukuzawa's so fucking funny to me i cant even. He's insane. Raised up in a state sanctioned military school. Raised to master several martial arts styles and taught to master a sword since he was a kid. Didn’t go to war because he hated the army hierarchy. Stopped being a government’s catspaw because he realised liked killing people too much and Thats A Bit Fucked Up. Mind you, not that he was killing people, that he liked it. He can get so angry that people stop their cars on the road mid-movement on the road in horror at his rage. He's a freak magnet. He meets Ranpo and thinks of 50 different ways of killing him. His act of helping a 14 year old with no job, no home and no parents is to offer him assistance as a bodyguard. Free for once. He's insane. He then builds up an entire agency of gifted people and gets into several wars to assist this kid. He killed the Minister of Justice’s father. This is never addressed beyond the guy framing the Agency for mass murder (including his own). He likes cats. His main shipping partners are the maybe-pedophile main villan of the thing they're directly enemies with and also his also-main enemy ex-bff military dude with a time travelling stabby stick who kills his not-grandkids. His childhood friend of thirteen years started to hate him because Fukuzawa refused to fight a full on fucking military war with him. After refusing to fight a war he decided to skip a step and just become an assassin. He thinks you should’nt critisice other people’s food choices. He steals all of his other ex-husband’s kids in their divorce battles. He wears a haori, yukata, tabi and zori plus is a trained swordsman in modern day japan. His afformentioned ex-bff wants to make him into the leader of the world because he thinks Fukuzawa’s an uncorruptable person. Fukuzawa liked murdering people.

#UPDATE UPDATE #im gonna extend this thing as much as i feasibly can #bungou stray dogs fukuzawa #bsd fukuzawa #fukuzawa yukichi #yukichi fukuzawa #bungou stray dogs #bsd #spoilers #edogawa ranpo #bsd ranpo #mind you this is the fandom that puts so much angst on dazai/chuuya’s years in the nafia ive heard NOTHING on fuku being an indoctrinated #assassin from a baby to thirty-something #i need more people to acknowledge that he’s Fucked Up Autism and apply that more

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lianaisabsent · 11 months

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BSD men if you died

synopsis: you died the day he was planning to propose to you, and God has he never hated any day like that day.

CHARACTERS: Dazai, Ranpo, chuuya

DAZAI OSAMU

He's already lost his dear friend and now the one person he allowed himself to be vulnerable to, someone he allowed himself to get attached to was gone as well.

Fate was playing a joke at this point. Did the world hate seeing him alive and well so much?

He got even more shut in after this, refused to talk to any agency member and pretended like everything was fine.

It was the day he decided “maybe I can allow myself to love someone truly.. Maybe this time it won't be taken away maybe this time I can truly allow myself to be happy" he decided he'd propose, propose after you come back from the mission.

That maybe however was a mistake on his part, There was no maybe in his life. He was born to loose everything.

he chuckled dryly staring at your grave, he couldn't cry he had no tears left now he had truly become a man who lost it all.

He couldn't live anymore, if life wasn't a chore already it certainly was now. He promised to his dear friend he'd live but when he did find a reason to live, to feel he lost it yet again.. It's like fate itself hates him

The day he found your body, he was shocked he was too shocked to even see anything he held your body he screamed and screamed he felt so so vulnerable. How could you leave him? Why would you leave him? You promised you'd stay with him.

After your funeral he spent a whole week at your grave and hoped maybe you light revive and come back and maybe you'll kiss him like you used to, maybe you might bring back life to his cold lips that have been cold ever since your body left all its color.

He did not know anymore he did not care anymore, he felt like living for anyone wasn't worth at this point. Lovers till death they said? What a load of crap.

RANPO EDOGAWA

He knew it. He knew it. He knew it

He couldn't stop it. He knew it. He couldn't stop it.

He cried, he never cried like that he knew it he knew something would happen if you went there on that mission

He didn't eat nor sleep

Cried by your grave and fukuzawa had to take him back to his place to comfort him.

Yosano tried to comfort him as well

Didn't bother poe for a whole two weeks

As soon as you left for that mission even though he told you not to, even though he said he had a surprise you still went. He received the news, he knew something bad would happen but he really didn't expect news of your funeral.

He cried and cried he wasn't ready to let your body go, he didn't want to let it go, he wished he stopped you somehow, any way he could he should have tried.

He stayed by your grave telling you about everything that went on in the armed detective agency even though he knew you weren't there to listen to his ramblings anymore. It only made him sob more

He didn't have it in him anymore, he felt like what was the hardest of being a great detective if he couldn't even save his one and only love.

Seriously everyone was concerned for him, ranpo was never the same after your death.

CHUUYA NAKAHARA

He was angry, he was confused, he was sad.

He felt an anger he never knew he had.

His powers even got the best at one point.

He didn't listen to anyone, he was so angry at your death because you promised just yesterday you wouldn't leave him. How could you

In the port mafia a death isn't really much of a big deal, it happens every now and then but that one death, your death. It wasn't normal at the least, not for chuuya it wasn't.

God knows how much anger he felt that he couldn't help, that he couldn't use his power to save you, that he couldn't hold you in his arms anymore or listen to your voice or feel your touch.

He absolutely hated it. He drowned himself in alcohol, he rummaged through every one of your belongings and kept them close to him. He was so angry, annoyed and frustrated.

How could you just leave him? He planned to propose today, to get down on one knee and give him whole life to you! Yet you just go ahead and die?

He knew it wasn't your fault. He knew you weren't to blame for your death but he had no one else. No one else to blame the death on because the boss closed the case saying it wasn't important. God, has he not hated any other day like the day of your death.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd season 4 #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #ranpo x reader #dazai angst #nakahara chuuya #chuuya angst #bsd

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freakoont · 9 months

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Converged Paths

Featured content: Bungo Stray Dogs

Characters: Edogawa Ranpo (again lmao)

GN reader

Angst Oneshot summary: you two were to different for eachother. It's either you make the right choice and lose it all just for him... Or continue with this cycle of trying to act like it doesn't hurt.

Warning: angst, hurt, "only friends" trope

READER TYPE- kind, nervous, stressed easily, crybaby, carries self esteem, emotional, hate change, that one childhood friend everyone knows, self-conscious, hides behind a smile, confused adult

Was it wrong of you to say that some part of you was hurting? Actually no, everyone hurts... don't be selfish is what you think to yourself while you continue to walk through city of Yokohama, on your way to the Agency.

It was only a matter of time before Ranpo, your dear best friend you cared so much for, was to find out. Actually, he probably somehow knew right now... Standing and waiting in the Agency for you to walk through that door and to confront you.

It's been on your mind for so long... No, to long. You want to quit the Agency. It was a difficult situation for you right now but the simple answer was your were tired. You were more than just tired in the morning, but mentally tired of everything.

You've been in the Agency for so long, maybe even too long. You were tired of everything surrounding your life... The amount of people that get hurt, the cases and deaths you have endure and witness, the tears of the people affected, the screams of people who can't accept reality... Did you hate your job?

...

That answer was unclassified.

Just like every other day, put on a smile and just do what you must.... This neverending nightmare has got to end one day.

At least... That's what you want to tell yourself.

Don't be dramatic, this isn't a nightmare. It's only your fault for choosing this job in the first place.

You've actually spoken to the president about this, it's a good thing he was understandable. You told him... You want to live a normal life, live and get married, have children... Just be... Normal. You want to quit the job of Armed Detective Agency but never leave it behind you. Maybe saying that you want to get married and have children when you're only in your early 20's but is over exaggerating... But it was whatever.

Finally you stopped in front of the building and took a breathe in. Any moment now.

Stop it, your palms are sweating, your practically shaking. Grow up.

One step at a time.

"(____)!" There it was... Ranpo Edogawa. He called your name as soon as you walked inside that door. You turned to see him marching over to you. "Soooooo, did you get me any snacks before you left your house? Y'know I can't function without eating." He whined a little.

You smiled, you seem to do that a lot, and pull a Pocky box out of your pocket. He grinned while snatching it from you. "thank you!!"

You sit down at your desk and you're ready to start the day like any other. You open your computer up--

SLAM

Ranpo stood beside your desk with one hand on his hip and the other flat on your computer to keep it close. "Is it true?"

I knew he'd find out

I was an idiot

I can't hide anything from him

I am an idiot

Please don't hate me

"(____)." He pulled your head out from your little island of thoughts. You see it. His emerald eyes looking down at you waiting for an answer.

"...yes."

Ranpo knew that would be your answer, but he still felt hurt.

"... I want to quit the Agency and I think that if I do, it will be for a good reason. I think that if I quit the Agency I can be.. normal-"

"(____)...stop. just stop for a minute. You do this everytime, everyday to everyone."

I am sorry

You continue to plaster on a smile, "what do you mean?"

"that." He pointed up at your face. "you always try to act happy with what you're given, you never push yourself and allow yourself to do what you want, you always smile even when people know you're upset. It's tiresome..."

I am sorry

"...then you speak about being normal. Is the Agency really that bad? Do you... Hate it here?" His tone was serious. He wanted an answer and he was going to get one.

You looked a little stunned. "...no."

"then why quit? Why quit a job that you worked so hard to get."

"... Because I'm pathetic."

"stop it. That's not the real reason."

You were silent, in a daze, paused. You don't want to tell him the real reason... Actually, he most likely already knew.

How do you tell the person you've supported and followed beside, wanting to be just like him... Wanting to be with him... Wanting to go where he wanted to go... That you love him?

"(____)." He pulled you right out of those thoughts again, like he knew just what you were thinking. "... What is 'normal' to you."

Silence was your answer.

"How come, the person that has been working at this Agency longer than most, one of the first people to be apart of this place, the person who makes everyone happy and can make even a baby smile, not have the voice or courage to answer for themselves."

He was pulling strings. Ranpo always knew how to get what he wants, whether it was childish or serious. "...I love being a detective. I love my colleagues..."

"but you love us enough to leave us?"

"...I don't want to live the rest of my life as a detective forever. Solving cases and saving lives is amazing but... We are still people. We never really get the chance to live like anyone else."

"...you say it like being a detective is something that you have to get rid of. There's more to life than living like other people and staying home married, taking care of a house and worrying about yourself."

This conversation isn't going any where. Sorry.

How did he know about it though?

Yes, he was the Greatest Detective Ever for a reason, but how does he manage to get these answers everytime. It's not like the President would've told anyone about your conversation between you two. So how does he know?

How does he know that I want to live normal, like other people.... Get married and have children? At least.. that's what any normal person would say the meaning of life is.

"..but there is also more to life than just sitting in a chair all day solving problems and cases that will never stop."

You spoke up. You rarely ever do that. Good job. Is what you're hoping to hear. Pitiful.

Ranpo's expression turned from a look of seriousness, frustration of understanding and a little hurt to... Dumbfounded. "...do you seriously think this is what you want? Just leaving us behind to get married and nothing else at the end of the day... Just that?"

"...yes."

It aches but it's for the best

"Ranpo. I feel as if I've, supported you practically all my life for your... Ability and having such a great title of Greatest Detective Ever... And yet it feels like you can't show me a little support for my decision."

It was a stab through the heart. Those words exactly weren't what you wanted to say, they just came out of you. He seemed shocked by the change of tone from you. Who were? Just yesterday you were the friend, the colleague, the person, that made everyone smile just by walking through the door. The person that laughed at even the dumbest of jokes. The person that anyone was basically able to talk to. Now, you're just... A figure who feels and looks so lost and confused. How did it get to here?

"(____). I've supported you and I do want you to be happy but I also want you to be realistic. I'll support you... I'll always support you because you're my best friend.... But I can't support this."

"...so my idea of moving on and getting married happily, finding a new job, starting a new chapter of my life, most likely having children, to feed and care and love for my future offspring, is unrealistic?"

"it is unrealistic! Getting married isnt all sunshine and rainbows like you imagine it, you know that."

"So I can't even try to find the slightest chance of happiness..?" You paused to think. "...what is that you always say to me when I feel like I've given up? Just keep trying and you'll find a chance? Is that not the same as now?"

Nothing will ever be the same

Why did I have to open my mouth

Why am I so stupid

I am sorry

"...There's no way you're dropping your dream job just to live like other people who practically do nothing to be remembered for. You have a life of your own. Don't throw it away for something you're going to regret."

"...it what never my dream."

At least you said something that's 100% honest

"What?" He looks up at you with wide eyes, his emerald eyes were looking right through you. You're not being serious. He thought... No, he knew he heard wrong. "(____)... I don't even need my ability to know you're just lying to yourself. I've knownyou for too long. You always wanted to be a detective."

"No. I wanted to follow along side this Agency and support you. I didn't even know who I was so I had to follow other people like a headless goose all those years ago."

Ranpo felt himself giving up. That's rare. Seems like you've pushed both you and him over the limit. "...you're kidding right..?" He paused to look down at the floor with a heavy sigh. "... You have a place in this Agency. We all need you. You're a vital member here. And I don't just say that because you're my best friend... We don't need you to be someone else. We care about you. And I don't want to just say bye one day because you decide to marry some.. person."

"...even if that person I marry makes me the happiest I've ever been in the world? Wouldn't it all be worth something in the end?"

He sighed... What else was he supposed to say? Just giving you the slightest advice wouldn't change your mind and telling you not to do this obviously hasn't worked. Was he really at fault for not believing in this future for you?

"...Do what makes you happy, alright?"

"...even if it means I have to say goodbye now?"

"...yup."

You smile, but you still ache deep down inside... It's going to hurt for next few days or weeks, you know it will.. but that's alright. You stand up to leave. But stop at the doorway.

"..."

"... Y'know, even though we've been there supporting each other through this journey of the Agency... We see completely different worlds have different dreams."

"...please don't leave.."

"I love you, Edogawa Ranpo." You turn to him with a kind and empathetic smile with teary eyes. "...and as cliché as it sounds... I want to be with you. I want to follow beside you, even when you're being a cocky snot. I don't need you living in my life, but I need you to understand that someday... That will be my life. Living normal and happy. But I need to know... What is it you truly see in me."

Just like that.. you said it. You can't believe you said it.

"(____)..." He didn't want to hurt you by telling you the truth but he knew that if he didn't, you'd be regretting something in the end of the day. "...I love you."

...

"I love you as a friend. But I can't love you like someone to actually be in a relationship with."

You smiled. You knew Ranpo, he was too focused on his life as a detective to allow something like romance get in the way. He was just like that. And you still loved him for that.

"...I was actually hoping you'd say that..." You paused to wipe a tear away. "... I really was hoping you weren't planning to lie and tell me just what I wanted to hear for my sake."

He stayed silent. At the end of day, he was happy to have that response but sad of the path that was going to happen next. You smiled and turned to leave. "...can't wait to see you again.. friend."

He had no words to say. You're gone. Just like that. His expression seemed, unbothered... But his heart felt broken to lose someone important to him. But of course they were best friends so it's not bad.

Although... He didn't want to believe it but... His deduction was telling him that he'd never see you again. But he's just going to have accept it.

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foranpo · 1 year

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˚ʚ b.stray.dogs. ˚ʚ ranpo. ˚ʚ hurt/little comfort.

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"Maybe we're not meant for each other. Maybe in another life, but not in this one."

Your smile was forced, fake, accommodating all the tears that slowly trickled down your face. The anguish of your words was masked with a false certainty that came from within your mind, far from your heart.

You felt trapped, cornered, immobilized by your false belief that you weren't worthy of happiness, you weren't worthy of being loved. A huge storm flooded your heart, consuming your emotions in a sea of despair and pain, the impulsiveness of your words shaking your soul.

Why did you say that?

Why did you let such vile words slip from your lips, thirsting for pain, yearning for the hurt you would cause him?

Why did you allow yourself this vulnerability?

"Why?"

Ranpo's question tore your heart, breaking your soul with the tremors in the syllable of the question, the pain trapped in its pronunciation.

He was about to cry.

"Why do you think that?"

It was difficult to understand Ranpo, his words coming out low to contain his pain, his timbre sounding rough from the heat that had formed so quickly in his throat.

"Can't you see that I belong to you?" he looked at you, red eyes holding back tears, the glow in them threatening to fade if you walked out of his life. "Can't you see that everything I got, everything I am!, is because you're by my side? Can't you see that?"

You were listening to Ranpo, his words, although strong and aggressive, sounded calm and precise, charged with the love that came from his soul, driven by the need to have you by his side. Ranpo spoke clearly, angered by your words, hurt by your thoughts, but determined, completely determined, to show you the reality, all the facts of your history.

"I love you. Now and then. Today and tomorrow. It doesn't matter when, or where. I love you. Purely and simply. I don't care about fates or gods. I don't care if our history is written somewhere or if we've lived it in other lifetimes. What matters to me now is the present. And in the present I love you and I want to be with you. Don't you understand that?"

A pause to take a deep breath, carefully, quickly. Ranpo tried to hold back his tears a little longer as he watched you break down a bit more in front of him, his statements sounding blunt when delivered in his typical calm, logical tone.

"How can you say we're not meant to be together when I need you? How can you say such a thing when I know I could have it all, I could be anything, but I'd be nothing if I didn't have you? Can't you see? That we were meant to be together?"

But he couldn't take it.

Ranpo approached you calmly, afraid to see you refuse his embrace, not knowing what reaction you would have. Ranpo held your hand gently, nervous about the outcome of this argument, unsure of what you were going to do next. Ranpo spoke softly again, confident in his feelings, secure in your actions.

"Our souls may not be made of the same dust. Our conscience may have been corrupted in other lives. But I'm sure, I know, that we were made for each other."

Ranpo brought his forehead to yours, the first tear finally falling, easing some of the anguish that screamed inside him. His eyes closed, silence settling between you for the briefest of moments.

A moment of peace.

A moment of clarity.

Ranpo gently brushed his nose against yours with each murmured word of his, his soft lips passing gracefully over yours, like a ghost greeting you, as if wanting to remove all the malice spoken by you moments before, wanting to exchange it for the hope now given by him. "I love you. For me, that's enough. And for you?"

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iovetecchou · 1 year

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bittersweet / ranpo edogawa

prompt... "Don't raise your voice at me."

contains...! angst, breakups, slight comfort, making ranpo cry... sorry...

GN Reader.

1,000 words.

“Ranpo?”

Nothing, not even a glance your way.

“Ranpo!”

Silence once more. The only sound that filled the room was the noises emitting from his handheld game.

“How long are you going to ignore me?”

No semblance that your words were even getting through to him. Ranpo could be so frustrating at times like this. You understood that he was hung up on a case. But, each time he hit a roadblock like this… he would shut down.

You’ve been with him long enough to know what made him tick. The only problem was… your patience was wearing thin. You understood that everyone needs their time and space. But… Ranpo would neglect you and your relationship an immeasurable amount of times.

You were starting to feel like you came in dead last on his list of priorities. How many more times would you be able to put on a mask of contentment? Pretending that his lack of concern for you didn’t affect you in any way?

“You know what, I’m not dealing with this right now. I’ll crash at Yosano’s place tonight.”

Still nothing. As if you were talking to the void. You swallowed a lump that had formed in your throat from holding back your tears. You felt pathetic. Getting emotional from being overlooked like this. But… being disregarded by the one you love most hurt worse than any physical torment you’ve ever been put through.

You hurriedly packed all your belongings that you would need for your overnight stay. Blinking back tears and scoring your bottom lip with your teeth; in an attempt to silence your cries. Ranpo heard your soft weeping. Finally breaking out of his trance.

He turned in your direction from where he sat on the sofa. Taking in your disheveled form as you hastily threw on your coat. Slinging your duffle over one of your shoulders. And making your way to the front door. Ranpo quickly shot up off the couch. Catching up with you before you could slip out the door.

“Wait, y/n. Don’t go.”

Frustration coursed through your whole body. Your back was facing him as your hand clutched the doorknob fiercely. You could feel his presence looming behind you as the unsettling silence sunk in once more tonight.

“Don’t go? It took me almost leaving for you to finally care?”

You hiccuped out. Turning on your heel, finally coming face to face with a seemingly puzzled Ranpo. “What are you saying? I’ve cared this whole time. I was just…”

You scoffed. He couldn’t even give you a proper explanation? “Just… what, Ranpo? Just too invested in that damn video game to give your partner the time of day?” His eyes shot open at your words. Emerald orbs were now boring into your own.

“It’s not like that, and you know it. I just needed some time to think. This case it’s-“

“I don’t want to hear this excuse for the millionth time, Ranpo!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me.”

Ranpo flinched, taking a step away from you. The second your words left your lips, you regretted it. You didn’t mean to explode the way you did. The last thing you wanted was to startle him, no matter how frustrated you were in the moment.

“Ranpo I- I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-.”

You reached out for Ranpo. He tensed for a split second, which you noticed. Your regret was eating away at you. You cautiously reached for his hand. Grasping it within your own before you spoke up once more.

“Ranpo… I’m really sorry for shouting at you, I am. But… I still don’t feel right about all of… this.” His head snapped back up in your direction. Eyes locking with your own. You noticed tears began to pool at Ranpo’s lash line.

“You’re breaking up with me, aren’t you?”

His voice was barely audible as the tears spilled freely. Rolling down his reddened cheeks. It hurt you to see him distraught like this because of your actions. But you had to do what was best for you.

You knew things weren’t going to change. You’ve brought up your concerns to Ranpo countless times. Yet nothing ever seemed to alter. Always false hope and empty promises. He wasn’t ready for something committed like this; but you were.

“I’m sorry… but… I think we just need different things at the moment. You may want to be with me, Ranpo… but it's not what's best for either of us right now. I feel like we hold each other back…”

Your words hit deep. Ranpo felt like he had been stabbed through the chest with the way his heart ached. It hurt more than anything because he knew what you were saying was nothing but the truth.

Ranpo knew he struggled to meet your needs and make time for you. He knew it. But that didn’t mean he was ready to let go. He wasn’t ready to lose you. Not now… not like this.

“Please… don’t go… I still love you.”

He grasped onto your hand tightly. Ranpo knew that if he loosened his grip… he would be letting go of you and your relationship for good. You took in a shaky breath, bringing your free hand up to wipe away the onslaught of tears that continued to roll down his face.

“I know… baby, I still love you too. But I have to do this. For both of us.”

With that, you placed a chaste kiss on his lips. For the very last time. Pouring all of the love you had left for him into it. Ranpo sobbed against your lips. His faint whimpers tore your heart in two.

As you pulled away, his grasp on your hand finally loosened. As much as he hated to do so, Ranpo knew he had to let go. You couldn’t bare to see him so distraught any longer. You quickly turned on your heel, swinging the door wide open and leaving without another word.

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anqelically · 10 months

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ranpo + dialogue prompt 5 pretty please? i want to suffer and have my heart crushed by you pls <3

losing game | ranpo edogawa x gn!reader

word count: 1.2k

content: no manga spoilers, angst

navi | bsd masterlist | event (closed)

you knew people always yearn for something that isn’t good for them. you’ve witnessed it before your very eyes. over and over, you watched as they chased after the momentarily satisfying moments, even if the effects would hurt. you weren’t immune to taking such actions, though you wished you were.

your feelings burdened your shoulders, so heavily that you only wished for them to wash away. to love someone is a double-edged sword, and it pierced your heart painfully so.

the armed detective agency was an organization of ability users that dealt with, for the most part, other ability users. an unsolved mystery that was keeping the nation on its toes is what led you to be partnered up with ranpo. despite his hesitance to work with you, you managed to prove yourself useful.

when ranpo wasn’t busy with other work with agency, you spent almost all your time together. you’d give him reports and evidence that was newly found, and he’d start to put the pieces of the whole puzzle together.

there were also days when the two of you would go to cafes or bakeries, the large case forgotten in your minds. you think it was those times that caused you to fall for ranpo.

he would act childish and take heavy pride in his “ability”, yet that never stopped your heart from skipping a beat in his presence. his small acts of kindness, such as protecting you from criminals during interrogations or giving you a snack when you were overworking, had always made you sure of the truth.

you love him, and it’s a shame.

the case was eventually solved, therefore ending the working relationship that you and ranpo had formed. the final day would be during a party that celebrated the fact that the infamous case had been solved.

you stood on one of the many balconies of the building while the breeze embraced you in its cool touch. you managed to slip outside without anyone at the celebration stopping you. it was difficult, considering the number of people inside.

you were by yourself outside for a while before another presence joined you. donned in a charming suit, ranpo approached your lone figure. he held a cup of dark brown liquid that you assumed to be soda. ranpo didn’t like to drink liquor.

“what are you doing out here?” you asked.

ranpo took a sip of his soda, “i saw you walk out earlier.”

“just when i thought i could go unnoticed,” you chuckled. “nothing slips past your eyes, huh?”

silence engulfed the two of you like an itchy blanket. you tapped your foot mindlessly as the alcohol you drank flooded your body. ranpo said nothing as you drank, staring at the star-littered sky. on the other hand, your body was getting hot despite the cool weather.

you decided to speak up, “hey, ranpo?”

“yeah?” he hummed.

“after this… do you think we’ll ever get to work together again?”

you didn’t dare look at ranpo after you asked that. you could feel his gaze wander to your figure, but your eyes remained on the scenery beneath the balcony. the large garden kept your eyes fancied as you waited for a response.

“the chances are low.” your heart sunk at the harsh truth that escaped ranpo’s lips. “a case like this to work on comes very rarely. not only that, but your base of operations isn’t even in yokohama. your normally stationed hours away, so working together was unforeseen in the first place. the odds that we’d land a large-scale case like this again obviously seems almost impossible.”

every word ranpo spoke— you already knew it. you were aware that you’d probably never see him again unless the two of you take the time out of your schedules to.

once you leave yokohama and get back to your normal work, you’re sure you’ll be busy like you always were. ranpo would probably be in the same state, considering that his incredible deduction skills were needed all over the country.

your head began to pound, so you took in a deep breath and exhaled through your mouth. your fingers curled around the balcony’s railing as you gathered all the courage you had so you could face him properly.

“i have something to confess,” you faced ranpo bravely, “and i know you probably will, but i want you to be completely honest with me. please, no tricky words or phrases, or telling me code i have to decipher. i… i want to hear exactly what you have to say.”

ranpo merely hummed at your words, urging you to continue. you swallowed the saliva building in your throat before you stared him in the eyes. tension suspended in the air as ranpo waited for you to speak. but as your eyes remained on his, you couldn’t speak your truth.

your lips opened and shut as you tried to spill the truth, but all the courage you had built up dissipated. you were going to lower your head in shame until ranpo made the first move. he stepped towards you and lifted his arm. in a second, your eyes were covered by his hand.

“if you can’t look at me, then don’t.”

your heart swelled at his gesture. ranpo’s free hand held your shoulder, his body close to yours. it was odd, really. the one that caused you to be nervous was also the reason you were able to calm down.

“ranpo, i… i love you.”

a weight had been lifted off of your shoulders when you confessed to him. though he didn’t respond yet, you knew the relief was short-lived. you were afraid of what was going to come next.

“y/n… i can’t return those feelings.” and there it was. “you’re a good colleague, a good friend, but that’s all you are to me.”

“yeah,” you took the hand that covered your eyes and slowly dropped it to your sides, “i guessed so. i don’t think you would fall for someone like me in such time.”

defeat was etched into your features. you expected it, of course you did, but hearing the words hurt deeper than you thought. you turned your head away from him. you swallowed back any incoming tears you felt coming your way.

“ah, well i hope you at least know that spending time with you made me happy.”

you sent him another glance before you attempted to rush away. you were going to go back inside to the party of people if it weren’t for ranpo’s hand catching your arm.

“you have something else to say.”

“no i don’t,” you denied.

his grip loosened, “you do.”

“i…” your lips parted as you couldn’t help but admit, “ it’s just… it’s twisted in a way. i never stood a chance the moment i realized i fell for you. i know that now, i do. your confident smile, your boisterous laugh— i love it. i love you, ranpo, and that’s why this is a losing game. you can’t return the love i have for you, and i can’t ask you to.”

ranpo watched as your eyes began to glisten beneath the moonlight. and when those tears finally began to spill, you were quick to wipe them away. it was stupid, you thought. you didn’t want to cry in front of him, yet your tears kept coming.

as you cried, ranpo gently pushed your head to his chest. you gripped the ends of his suit jacket as you quietly sobbed, pushing your head further into his clothing.

people always yearn for something that isn’t good for them. and for you, it was a love that could never be returned in full.

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