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You Survived, Now Welcome to College by PinkHairedAlbatross
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
13 Jul 2026
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It's a BSD Chatfic, and they're in college. Do I even need to say more?
Fine, you can have a preview
'Atsushi: why is the gc called all dat ass
Dazai: cause we all got fat asses duh
Yosano: dazai you’re going to look me in the eyes and tell me u got a trunk?'
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16 Jul 2026
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What A Lovely 'Couple' We Make! by PastelNetwork for Venelona
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
04 Jul 2026
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"Dazai?" he asks hesitantly.
"Hm?"
"I was scent marking you, wasn't I?"
For a moment Dazai simply looks at him. Then one bandaged hand reaches across the small space between their desks and wraps gently around Atsushi's wrist.
Immediately, Atsushi's attention shifts.
Cherries and whiskey. Plums and rainwater. The scents mingle together effortlessly until he can barely tell where one ends and the other begins. The combination settles something deep inside him. His shoulders loosen. The lingering tension beneath his skin melts away.
Safe.
The thought arrives without warning.
If he closed his eyes right now, if he rested his head on his desk and drifted off to sleep, he knows Dazai would stay. He knows Dazai would make sure nothing happened to him.
"Yep," Dazai says easily. "Just some scent marking."
(Or: After presenting as an omega, Atsushi learns how to be an omega, how to share heats safely, and how to navigate his ever growing feelings for Dazai who also happens to be an omega.)
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11 Jul 2026
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In the midst and action of the agency running from the hunting dogs, a deal had been struck up. The mafia was to send aid to the agency, to rescue and habitate them in safety from the hunting dogs. Yet, no favor from the mafia comes free. A member from the agency was to be transferred over.
"You boy, you'll be transferring over"
The words struck as the members of the agency turned with baited breath. Their eyes screamed shock as they saw who Mori was talking to.
"...Me?" Atsushi pointed to himself, too shocked to even properly register what was happening. He was going to be transferring.. to the port mafia? Just the thought of it made him want to throw up. He had only been in the agency for less than a year, and he was transferring? Atsushi grimaced, clenching his teeth.. was he really going to have to do this..?
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aka Atsushi is forced to transfer over to the agency and He and Akutagawa learn to deal with his struggles with a certain *issue* that arises.Updates on Mondays!
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10 Jul 2026
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In an effort to further strengthen the mutually beneficial truce that has been serving Yokohama since both organizations have survived all of the chaos, Mori has decided to invite the ADA to the Mafia's annual retreat at a luxurious Osen. While this is shocking in itself, what's really turning heads and spurring gossip is the fact that Akutagawa has decided to attend the retreat for the first time. What could be motivating the prickliest member of the Port Mafia to subject himself to forced team building?
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The nature of the relationship between Atsushi and Akutagawa becomes the main source of entertainment for the ADA and the Port Mafia during a three day Onsen vacation.
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08 Jul 2026
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The Killer Is...! by Paris (Philiah) for noceuri
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
31 Jan 2023
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As the saying goes
Two heads are always
Better than one.
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“I’m a detective,” Fyodor replied, not quite proud of his title, but smug enough to make it sound like he was superior.“Well duh. I’m asking why you’re here past your work curfew. Detectives don’t go to crime scenes alone, so I assume you snuck back because you’re hard-headed enough to want to solve this case, but clearly you can’t do it. So why are you still here?”
Fyodor’s face scrunched up, brows furrowing. “Well if you’re so smart, how about you solve the case yourself?”
“Of course I will!” Ranpo threw his hands in the air. He dug into his pocket and brought out a pair of round glasses, pushing them up his nose.
Not even a minute had passed and Ranpo suddenly pointed forward, and for the first time, Fyodor saw his eyes. They glittered green with great intelligence, possibly calculating a hundred thoughts per second, and for a moment, Fyodor went breathless. The man grinned at Fyodor, as if sensing Fyodor’s amazement, and declared, “The body…!”
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05 Jul 2026