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The sound of quill on parchment was all that filled the weathered workroom, echoing off the monastery’s stone walls. The hour was late, and the candles had all burned low. He had not looked up once from his work, and did not know or care when the others had left him alone. Still, the occasional footsteps could be heard traversing through the hallways from the heavy wooden door, left ajar.
One in particular, the gait of one who leans more heavily on their right, stopped to pause. Fyo barely registered the creak of old hinges, his visitor slipping in quietly and peering at him from where they leaned against the frame.
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- Part 10 of the training arc
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“You see,” Dazai sees fit to explain despite the young boy very clearly and frantically trying to fix the malfunctioning gas pedal. “I’ve heard Fyodor’s been guiding little Kyouka on running a bakery side-hustle of sorts, and they’ve recently and somehow scaled up into some sort of empire within a couple of weeks.” Dazai scoffs and waves a hand dismissively. “The rest of the office thinks it greatly impressive, though Kyouka’s a tad overwhelmed, being only fourteen and all. Ha – if only she knew what sorts of trouble I got into at that age.”
“That’s great and all– but can you help?!” Atsushi cries out desperately from where he has ducked under in an attempt to physically pry the pedal up.
“-so, I’m thinking, you and I start something of our own. You’ll be my ‘Kyouka’, and I’ll be the better ‘Fyodor’! What do you say, kid?”
“Oh my god, it’s the police!!”
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Dazai and Atsushi try to start a business, because Dazai refuses to be one-upped by Fyodor in any universe.
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- Part 1 of the training arc
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how I sought for you, how I longed for you by syphoning_away
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
21 Apr 2026
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Behind the school yard, through the dense pine, and by the little pond, was Fyodor’s solace. There was divinity in its serene beauty, untouched by human hands. He had carved out his own pathway, hopping over jagged rocks askew, until he found one in particular that was especially large and flat. With little better to do, he had spent the first few days upon its discovery, painstakingly scratching off the moss with a little tool he’d snuck within his backpack. It was menial work; even with his constitution, he managed the task sufficiently.
It was a sacred space. There was no room for intruders.
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- Part 1 of osu chasing fyo
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Fyodor had been having a strange day, to say the least.
His sharp mind felt unusually dulled around the edges today, and it was as if a strange fog had settled itself around it. Every so now and then, that same little tugging would push through the fog, even if for only a brief moment. When he chased it, however, it would slip out of grasp.
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- Part 9 of the training arc
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Yosano leaned half her body over the table, leveling Dazai with narrowed eyes. “Do you need me to spell it out for you?”
When Dazai didn’t reply, staring up instead with wide innocent eyes, she plopped back in her seat with a sigh.
“For starters, you’re always super giddy whenever you talk. You spend long stretches of uninterrupted time engaged in conversation, way more than what is strictly necessary for so-called ‘intel gathering’. Secondly, do you really think all those ‘accidental’ casual encounters are really by chance? It’s obvious Dostoyevsky preplans them, and it’s obvious you know it. And finally,” Yosano said, leaning forwards again with a wolfish grin. “That place you ‘randomly’ ended up at last night? Real cozy for a surveillance spot.”
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- Part 8 of the training arc
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*cues training montage*
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it is as the title says 🙂↕️
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Everyone's back for 8th year, and Harry and his friends seem determined to spend their last year in school running around at night, hyped up on coffee and alcohol and Honeydukes candy, doing all the childish things they didn't have the chance to do before. Draco watches as he's always watched: from afar, quiet and bitter and hopelessly in love. That is, until Pansy decides she's had quite enough of it.
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Bookmarked by syphoning_away
18 May 2026
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THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME- I THINK!!!!!
This cannot be understated. I have perused and perused drarry because (i am incredibly bored and my favorite ship of all time, fyozai, has been read dry and so i was wandering around listlessly to find anything else good to read) and i found it. THIS. I found IT. This is the IT fic and i dont know if anything shall surpass it ever, it is up with the likes of God Was Singing for me 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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Fyodor is eight, when he meets Dazai. He’s at a chess tournament and Dazai is the only one who has made it worth it. Made it interesting. He’s the only one who is playing at the same level as Fyodor. Fyodor loves chess but he hasn’t felt challenged in what seems like a long time. Not until Dazai, that is.
They’re in the final game. Dazai and Fyodor are two children lost in a world that has nothing to do with anyone but them. Dazai has one of his eyes covered with a bandage. His hair is almost but exactly not the same color as Fyodor’s. He plays aggressively and recklessly and so carefully measured Fyodor feels it all the way to his toes, swinging in their too tight shoes, unable to touch the ground.
They draw.
“I’m Dazai.” Dazai says afterward. Like Fyodor, English is slightly stilted on Dazai’s tongue, rounded awkwardly around different syllables than it should be.
“I’m Fyodor.” Fyodor responds. Dazai mouths Fyodor’s name to himself. “It’s Russian.” Fyodor explains quietly, used to other children not being able to say his name, teasing him.
“Fyodor.” Dazai repeats. “You’re good at chess.” He adds bluntly.
Fyodor feels something stronger than happiness, quiet and content, low in his soul.
Bookmarked by syphoning_away
26 Dec 2025
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next to God was Singing, probably most favorite fyozai fic ever. Honestly, I could read a million fics like this and GWS and legitimately never get tired, there's something just so... incredible about both author's works. It's just. I don't know. It's just the golden bar for fyozai. I don't want to read fyozai if it isn't like this... :( which is a problem, because I've officially scrolled through every fyozai (albeit with my tag filters) and just. That's it. :(
I'm absolutely devastated, but also, let's just be grateful to have been graced with such works in the first place 🥹 -
God Was Singing by Hum My Name (My_Kind_of_Crazy)
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
31 Jul 2025
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Dazai tilts his head, his gaze unnervingly intent. “And why do you care? Do you hate my music— or do you hate that I play it better than you?”
“What I hate,” Fyodor hisses, “is that you have disguised your arrogance as brilliance. You waste a gift that was made to be worshipped.”
Dazai’s expression shifts, his eyes gleaming with something that sends a shiver down Fyodor’s spine.
“And if I followed your words— played to please you, earn your favor,” he murmurs, stepping close enough to feel the warmth of his breath, “would you worship me, Fyodor?”
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Amadeus Fyozai AU, oh my! Fyodor and Dazai are rival composers in Vienna, and it gets way more intense than it has any right to.
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“Laughing at the universe liberated my life. I escape its weight by laughing. I refuse any intellectual translations of this laughter, since my slavery would commence from that point on.” ~ George Bataille
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'Anger, Despair, Remorse, Embarrassment but also the itching sensation he would never forget feeling for the first time in his life – Freedom.'After running from the mafia, instead of going into hiding and joining The Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai became a Hunting Dog.
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30 Jul 2025
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Unexpected gold… but will it update again? 😢 only time will tell 💔
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Is My Love True (Are You Still Afraid of Me?) by syncfinn
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
22 Jan 2026
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Childe fell in love with Scaramouche. Scaramouche fell in love with Childe. Nothing else happens and nothing goes wrong. The world does not cave in on itself.
Or,
Childe has a hell of a time.Bookmarked by syphoning_away
27 Jul 2025
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the best thing i've read this year, and by far the most hyped.