author: Zorina
summary:
“If you’re going to laugh at me, at least wait until after I’ve taken your order. Hurry it up, I’m not the girl from Di-nya Dash.” Idia grumbled, snapping his fingers for emphasis.
“You suck so bad at this.” Leona chuckled. “How are you not freaking out right now? You must've been talking to strangers all day.”
“Once every hour Azul lets me hide in the storage room and have a quick panic attack, and when I’m on the floor I’m just disassociating and reading from a script Ortho wrote.” Idia answered, voice completely flat and humorless. “I don’t feel anything anymore. Anymeow.”
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The Mostro Lounge turns into a maid cafe for the weekend. Idia gets roped into it and Leona is insufferable.
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summary: A baby is dropped off at the doorsteps of the Port Mafia headquarters along with a letter claiming that Mori is its father. Mori is determined to clear this obvious misunderstanding by any means necessary...even if it involves using the services of the Armed Detective Agency.
author: nitohkousuke
summary:
The sound of his own fist knocking against the door startles him, but not as much as the low, drawn out sound of Floyd saying what sounds an awful lot like his name. “Oh, Riddle. Please let yourself in.” Jade’s voice is loud and clear through the door, and Riddle against every better judgement he’s ever had opens the door. The sight before him is not one he would ever be ready for.
Some Riddle thoughts and moments leading up to him getting the tweel sandwich treatment
author: Writesology
summary: Deuce, in order to get to his remedial lessons on time, gives Riddle a hedgehog and Riddle likes them after all, so it shouldn't be too bad...right?
author: featherx
summary:
“I read your work in the school paper!”
“O-Oh?” Poe fixes his posture a little, and resists the urge to straighten his ribbon. He knew he should’ve tied it a little tighter than he usually does this morning. “Er… W-What did you think?” If there’s anything he takes pride in, it’s his writing; most people are turned off easily by the horror themes he likes to use so much, but on the occasion someone does appreciate them, it gives him a feeling not unlike butterflies in his stomach. If Ranpo, of all people, is the latter…
“I figured out who the murderer was in two paragraphs,” Ranpo says, holding up two fingers, like he really needs to drive the nail in deeper.
—Or, Poe writes a whole musical in an effort to impress Ranpo.
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summary:
Dazai always gets a little too worked up when he sees Chuuya fight.
He just can't help himself.
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summary:
Dazai claims that he is immune to crying. Chuuya bets he can change that.
Or, the one in which Chuuya fucks Dazai until he cries.
author: Trappola
summary:
Azul Ashengrotto has Overblot, though Riddle, Jade, and Floyd are the only ones around to try and stop him. However, Azul's anger regarding his past manifests in a way they never saw coming.
This fic is fucked up. Enter at your own risk lmao. Self-indulgent non-conning of Riddle Rosehearts.
author: poeticname
summary:
On an otherwise routine trip through the Hall of Mirrors, an unseen student pushes Riddle into a coffin — along with Floyd Leech.
Riddle is about to discover just how far his work-in-progress patience can possibly take him.
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“Seems like it’s two different abilities. While Akutagawa is under the Mafia’s care and in a coma… Nakahara seems to have simply vanished. He’s nowhere to be found.” Dazai cracks the pen he was holding.
Chuuya Nakahara just turned twenty-four.
Except when he wakes up, he's seventeen.
Or: Yokohama is under attack and Dazai Osamu will become the Demon Prodigy again if it's what it takes to bring Chuuya back.
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summary:
Iwaizumi Hajime was an undercover officer with a single objective: Infiltrate the Seijoh Syndicate of the Yakuza and tear them down from the inside out. His primary target was the boss, Oikawa Tooru. The job itself was simple enough, until Iwaizumi got in too deep and absconded not only from the mission, but from the city itself.
Now, two years later, he’s dragged back into Tokyo’s unsavory underworld. A grisly string of murders is plaguing the city, and the culprits are most definitely Yakuza. The problem is discovering which Syndicate is responsible, and Iwaizumi – the leading expert on Yakuza affairs – is the man most suited for the job.
Despite his determination to stay away from Tokyo – and from Oikawa – Iwaizumi finds himself right back in the middle of Seijoh, and it feels a lot more like home than he’d care to admit.