#ranpoe fanfic

[erosauriarts]

FANFIC COVER

Fanfic Post Here

#art #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou gay dogs #fan art #digital art #bsd ranpoe #ranpo edogawa #edgar allen poe bsd #ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic

[ranpoebrainrot]

Hey you know that dating service idea where you're paired up based on your search history? Well ranpoe au where Poe is a writer and Ranpo is a serial killer. They meet through the dating service and Poe just assumes that they're both writers, Ranpo knows that Poe thinks he's a writer so he just goes along with it because he finds it entertaining.

#ranpoe #bsd #bsd ranpo #bsd poe #edgar allan poe #ranpo edogawa #silly ideas #fanfic idea #fanfic #ranpoe fanfic

[losergender]

Ranpoe Steampunk AU — "and the heart is hard to translate"

🖇 https://archiveofourown.org/works/52492792

⌛ 5k words ; one-shot

⚙ Ranpoe & minor Bramcraft

⌛ Love confessions

⚙ Time & Dimension Travel . . . STEAMPUNK !!

⌛ Autistic Ranpo !

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanfic #bungou stray dogs #fanfic #my fics #ranpo bsd #bsd ranpo #ranpoe fanfic #ranpo x poe #edogawa ranpo #ranpo #ranpoe #ranpoe fic #bsd poe #poe bsd #bsd edgar allan poe #steampunk #autistic ranpo

[sundersaint]

Ranpo was the greatest detective in the world, but there were some areas in life that just didn't seem to benefit him. He could read people like books, figure out complex mysteries as if they were crosswords, but he couldn't figure out maps or public transportation.

He kept getting lost, stranded and confused. He wouldn't show it, but it was scary and upsetting. Some days he would call Poe and pretend like he was out shopping, so that he would come and rescue him from his own disorientation. Poe was oblivious, but always happy to see Ranpo.

Poe would buy Ranpo whatever he wanted, carrying all the bags and watching as the detective spun around seemingly without a care in the world. Everything seemed right when they were together, and Ranpo would forget his worries as they walked.

Today the cycle continued, Ranpo was lost again, and for some reason it hurt. He didn't want to ask for help from anyone, he didn't even want to talk to strangers without reason. He wondered how long it would take Poe to catch on, wondering if it would be risky to call again.

The sun would be setting soon, and he was running out of time. He called, but Poe caught on to the unease in his voice, concerned and fawning over him saying he would be there right away. Poe rushed to find Ranpo, finding him hugging his knees to his chest on a bench.

Ranpo was holding back tears, the darkness setting in, obscuring whatever details that would give him away. Poe dropped down to his knees to be at eye level with him, asking what was wrong and what he could do to help.

Ranpo spoke softly, unusual to his normal demeanor, saying "it hurts" and "carry me". No matter how Poe pressed on for answers, the only thing he received beyond that was a broken pout. He couldn't say no to Ranpo, if that was what would help him then he would do it.

Poe turned around, his back to Ranpo so that he could climb on and be carried. Ranpo fumbled slightly but soon found his way into comfort, resting his chin on Poe's shoulder and sighing. Poe grabbed his thighs and held him securely, standing up slowly and smiling softly.

Humming as he walked and easily finding his way to a small park, he felt Ranpo relax as the sun fully set. Ranpo felt safe, he felt cared for, he felt okay again. Poe stooped down beside a park bench to allow Ranpo to step down without trouble.

Before he could sit down to rest, a hand clung to his coat. Ranpo had felt safe when he was touching Poe, and he didn't want to let go yet. Poe smiled at him reassuringly, sitting down and pulling Ranpo towards him.

He asked Ranpo if he would like to sit in his lap, and a soft nod confirmed his suspicions. Ranpo slid into his embrace as if he truly belonged there, soaking up the affection as Poe rubbed his back and played with his hair.

After about ten minutes, Ranpo had fallen asleep. Completely exhausted from the day and finally able to relax. Poe held him tightly, listening to the sound of his breath as he reflected on his thoughts.

The truth was he had noticed how odd it was for Ranpo to call him in such a frequent pattern, not that he had minded. He couldn't figure it out before, but with Ranpo's pouts and clinginess today, he had seen just how vulnerable he was.

He wondered why Ranpo wouldn't just ask for help directly, why he would disguise his weaknesses even to him. Poe cared about him, he always answered when he called, and would drop everything just to spend time with him.

He realized that there were some things that took time to share. Poe loved Ranpo dearly, and still couldn't tell him. He would wait patiently, holding him close every step of the way. Someday soon he would be even more to him than just sweet solace.

#ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #fanfiction #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou gay dogs #bsd ranpo #bsd poe

[crispycrunchyyummers]

Introvert and Extrovert - A Ranpoe fanfic

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ranpo wasn’t really one for parties, especially parties that weren’t celebrating him. But when Poe invited Ranpo as a plus one, he said yes. Not out of the kindness of his heart or in any interest in the party itself, but the moment Poe mentioned the party was being thrown by a renowned baker who would be showing off his delicious delicacies and frosted pastries, Ranpo’s interest was piqued. Now Ranpo stands in front of his mirror adjusting his bow tie as he waits for Poe to pick him up. Poe told him to dress formally since this was more of a ball than a party, but truthfully Ranpo didn’t care. He was already gracing them with his presence so they should just be satisfied with him wearing anything he wants.

He gives himself a quick check in the mirror. A pair of dark gray dress pants with a messily tucked white button-up shirt. A black coat thrown on his shoulder in case he gets cold or, more importantly, has the chance to take some of the treats home with him. He looked good, as always.

As he’s giving himself a once over, he hears a knock at the door, Poe must be here. He makes his way to the door and opens it, revealing the taller, slender man, his hair ruffled and messy as usual. He was wearing a fancy suit set, dark brown suit pants, a white button up shirt underneath a light brown vest with an overlaying black wool coat. And of course, Karl, his pet raccoon sitting on his shoulder as if it were a pedestal.

“Poe-kun! Finally you arrived, I thought you’d chickened out.” Ranpo says teasingly as he grabs his coat and steps out of his apartment. “Ranpo-kun, did I forget to tell you the dress was meant to be formal..?” Poe asks hesitantly. “You told me, but I don’t really care about dressing nicely.” Ranpo replies with a shrug. Poe nods and adds quickly, “You look very nice regardless Ranpo-kun.” “Of course I do, you look pretty good too. Should we get going now? Those sweets are calling my name.” Ranpo says, practically drooling at the thought of the treats awaiting him. Poe blushes slightly and nods. “Of course, let’s go now.”

They soon arrive at the party, taking in the scene around them. A giant ballroom filled with nicely dressed people, standing in groups and taking part in idle chatter. An orchestra plays elegant classical music that echoes through the wide open ballroom. On the high, arched ceilings hung multiple complicated looking chandeliers, illuminating the room. For a split moment Ranpo and Poe were overtaken by the astonishing ballroom, Ranpo marveling at the amount of money these people must have and Poe panicking over how many people there are. But as soon as the moment came, it passed for Ranpo as his attention was drawn to the giant tables spread with different deserts. Cakes, pastries, cupcakes, macaroons, truffles and many, many more.

Ranpo Immediately started to make his way to the table while Poe anxiously followed behind him. He happily started to check out the deserts, scoping out which one he was going to eat first, not caring for introductions. Poe stood near him, looking around aimlessly until someone came up to them.

“Ah Poe-kun, I see you made it. Nice to see you again, is this your plus one?” The man asks, checking Ranpo out as he turns around, his first victim already in his mouth, a small, blue, macaron that tastes somewhat like blueberries. “Yes, this is Ranpo Edogawa-” “The great detective! Ah yes, I am aware of your talent. My name is Castiel Sefton. I am the host of this party. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Castiel says, offering his hand to Ranpo, who just looks at him blankly for a moment. “So, are you the one who made these sweets?” He asks bluntly. Castiel laughs and shakes his head a bit. “No, I am merely the host of the chef's party.” “Oh, I see. Where is he?” Ranpo asks, completely ignoring the prior conversation Castiel was trying to initiate. “Ranpo-kun! You should be kind to Sefton-kun, he is the host after all. I’m sure he-” “No no, it’s alright. I can show you to the chef if you're interested.” Castiel says to Ranpo, interrupting Poe yet again. Ranpo nods, this could be his chance to get more treats, or a lifetime of treats at that. “Perfect, right this way.” Castiel says, guiding Ranpo into the large crowd, Poe following silently behind.

Before Poe knows it, everyone becomes engrossed in some topic, leaving Poe completely out of the conversation. He tries to add in a few things here and there but either no one hears him, or no one cares…

He tries standing close to Ranpo in order to feel like he’s with someone or a part of something safe and familiar, that is the whole reason he invited Ranpo in the first place. But soon enough, as always, Poe fades into the background. He starts to feel overwhelmed and decides to slip away for a while, finding his way to a lonely hallway. Just him and Karl, as these events usually end for him.

Meanwhile in the ballroom, Ranpo is becoming bored of the conversations. All the people here were talking about boring things that Ranpo doesn’t really care about. And on top of that he’s not even able to eat because they won't shut up. That’s when Ranpo notices Poe and Karl are missing. He must have left to get some fresh air. Ranpo manages to slip away from the conversation to wander through the house, looking for Poe and Karl. Soon he ends up finding the man sitting alone, petting Karls head as stares off into the distance, most likely deep in thought as he usually is.

“Poe-kun! There you are!” Ranpo says, hurting over to Poe and plops down next to him on the seat. “What are you doing out here?” “Ah, Ranpo-kun, I was just thinking. What are you doing out here?” Poe asks, looking around for the crowd Ranpo was originally with. “I got bored, they all talk about stupid things and don’t even eat all the delicious food that’s just layed out.” Ranpo huffs, then he glances at Poe. “Why are you really out here?” Poe laughs gently with a semi-nervous air. “I should have guessed the world’s greatest detective would see through my disguise…” He hesitates for a moment. “I envy you Ranpo-kun.. You speak so easily, and people listen to you. I’m not good with words like you are.” Ranpo tilts his head. “What are you talking about Poe? You write amazing words in your stories.” If Poe weren't so sad, he would have blushed. “I mean when it comes to talking. I can write about many things, but talking isn’t as easy for me. I wanted you to come with me to this party so I wouldn’t be alone. You always make me feel welcome and heard, I thought that if I brought you here with me I wouldn’t end up here tonight…” he says softly, becoming vulnerable as he expresses himself to his rival. Ranpo was silent for a long while, perhaps trying to decipher logic from emotion as he listened to Poe’s confession. After an eternity, he suddenly puts his arm around Poe. “Eh, these parties are always overrated, you don’t need ‘em.” The detective says, flashing the writer a smile. “I say we grab as many sweets as we can and get out of here. We can go watch a movie or something. Just anything better than this”. A smile spreads across Poe’s face as a bit of blush rises to his cheeks. He nods and smiles at Ranpo. “That sounds like a splendid idea, Ranpo-kun!”

They quickly go back into the ballroom and snag as many sweets as they can, Ranpos coat coming in handy as he predicted. They go to Poe house to find an interesting movie to watch. “Ah, this is much better than that boring party. I’d much rather spend my time with you like this Poe-kun.” Ranpo admits after all his treats are gone, down in his now happy stomach, and the movie near over. “Thank you Ranpo-kun. Tonight has ended much better than it usually does for me.” Poe says with a smile, Ranpo smiles at him and pats his back. “No problem buddy, I gotta watch out for my rival.” Ranpo says with a wink.

And so Ranpo and Poe end their night with full stomachs and happy hearts.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Does Poe have social anxiety? Is he just introverted? Who knows

Also don’t ask me what the hell “Castiel Sefton” is I got it off of a random name generator 💀

I hope you enjoyed regardless~

#bsd fandom #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd ranpoe #ranpoe fluff #ranpoe fanfic #ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpo #bungou stray dogs ranpo #ranpo x poe #edgar allan poe #poe bungou stray dogs #poe bsd #bsd fanfic #fanfic #fluff #help me they are so cute

[emi-the-ems]

Dance between death

None of this is canon

Once upon a moonlit evening, the Guild's grand ballroom hosted by Fitzgerald was filled with dozens of people from all different factions attending. The air was thick with the fragrance of blooming roses, and the sound of classical music filled the ears of the attendees, who were chattering about.

So, all in all, a horrible room to be in for an anxiety stricken introvert who's few acquaintances have left him for his inevitable doom.

Edgar Allan poe stood amongst the crowd, surveying all those who've passed by, yet still unable to say anything.

He was left alone by the other guild members once again.

It had been months since the passing of his dear friend and fellow rival, Ranpo Edogawa. The loss still weighed heavily on Poe's heart, constantly yearning for even a glimpse of the enigmatic genius once more. Of course, like a rival would. Or... is it?

Does he really need to think of Ranpo like this anymore? With Ranpo's death, shouldn't that spark a change in his view of him, if he truly cared for the detective?

But when all is said and done, this view of Ranpo is one of the only things he's had to remember Ranpo by. He can't just let it go.

As the long night wore on, Poe, in his painstakingly trapped thoughts with no way out of the situation, found himself drawn to the rhythmic melodies of a waltz. Its haunting tune seemed to echo the ache within his soul. He followed the sound and discovered a grand dance floor, couples twirling and spinning in perfect harmony.

Then, he saw it.

Amidst the twirling figures, Poe's heart skipped a beat. There, standing in all his ethereal glory, was Ranpo Edogawa. The disbelief and joy intermingled in Poe's eyes as he stepped closer, unable to comprehend what he was witnessing.

"Ranpo?" Poe whispered, his voice trembling with a mixture of awe and longing.

It couldn't be, right?

Ranpo turned towards him, his eyes alight with mischief and a spark that could not be extinguished. The same spark that only Ranpo's eyes could give off. The same spark that Poe always enjoyed witnessing in Ranpo's presence. A sly smile crept across his face, and he extended his hand towards Poe.

"Would you care to dance?"

-

The two of them glided onto the dance floor, and yet Poe couldn't help but notice the perplexed stares from the other guests. They whispered to each other, their eyes wide with astonishment. It was as if Poe was moving across the floor alone, while Ranpo's invisible presence guided him with grace.

"Everyone's looking at us," The timid writer whispered, conscious of himself and his partner.

"What? Oh come on; you know that if it's anyone they're staring at, it would be me, of course! Not only am I a great detective, but I'm also a great dancer, dontcha think?"

Poe couldn't help but feel the corners of his mouth lift into a grin at that response, easing him back to dancing.

That response was so... Ranpo.

And it was perfect.

As Poe and Ranpo twirled and spun, Poe gradually forgot about all of the eys on him, their movements seamless and fluid. They ignored the murmurs and the bewildered gazes, focusing only on the dance that bound them together.

Poe marveled at how alive the Ranpo in front of him seemed to be. His breath, his hands, and his smile all felt so real that he all but forgot about the prying eyes, dancing in a trance with his delusion.

Though the music was classical, they danced in a fevor that was a far cry from a typical, classical one.

Their captive audience stared at Poe, the anxious novelist, seemingly dancing alone, yet his movements mirrored the steps of an invisible partner that nobody but he could see.

#Ranpo #bsd #bsd oneshot #bungou stray dogs #bsd art #ranpoe #poe #edgar allen poe bsd #bsd au #ranpoe fanfic #ranpoe fanart #dies #why does it feel like i always post at the most horrible times? #its 4am right now #anyways the next post #yeah idk #tbh maybe i should make an intro #anyways the art is mine #bsd fanart

[knockyasocksoff2022]

My Dear Ranpo

(A/N: HEYYY! I'M BACK!!! You know how much I love Relationship Reveals, so I decided to branch out, at least in terms of ships. This is my first time writing Ranpo so sorry if it's bad. Also I do feel kinda bad cuz I got  a soukoku request, and I am working on that but I haven't had much writng inspiration for a week or two now so when I go the idea for thids I had to write it. No beta we die like Tachihara's brother.)

(1,055 words)

Kunikida’s Perspective 

As soon as Ranpo walked in we knew something was wrong. He was missing his glasses.

Now twenty minutes later, he sits at his desk staring off into the distance, snacks untouched.

“Hey, Ranpo-san, you look ill, want some tea? It’s a special herbal blend from my village. It’s what my mother always gave me and my siblings when we were ill, cured us right up.” Kenji smiles brightly, offering a mug to Ranpo.

“No. I’m not ill at all, the greatest detective in the world does not fall ill! I’m simply bored from being around so many regular people.”

Kenji smiles, knowing not to be offended.

-

This goes on a few more times as Yosano and I try to convince the clearly ailing detective to return home. I even offered to drive him, though now that I think about it I have no idea where he lives. (I know he used to live with the president but surely he doesn’t anymore.)

Each time the detective gives no more hint of giving in than before, if anything he becomes more adamant about staying.

-

Just as Atsushi steps up to try his hand at shaking the detective’s resolve there’s a faint knock on the door. Who could it be now? This is early for Dazai to come in and he never knocks. Is it perhaps a raid, the old man in the Black Lizard attack squad has been known to knock before raids, to give the appearance of a normal customer.

Cautiously I head over to the door, and peer through the door viewer. To my relife it isn’t Dazai or the Black Lizard. But I do feel bad for the man on the other side of the door. This particular Guild member has been a common sight this past year, but Ranpo is extra stubborn today, so I’m sure he won’t feel up to reading any of the books he brings. I should at least warn the novelist.

I open the door.

The Guild novelist bows and gives a polite greeting “Ohayōgozaimasu, Kunikida-san” then walks right past me, before I can warn him. He shows no trace of his trademark shyness.

(A/N: thinking of that episode where someone, either Kunikida or Dazai enters the agency office and is like “OHAYŌ!” and it’s the loudest thing ever)

He strides right up to Ranpo’s desk, placing a hand immediately on the man’s forehead. Ranpo looks up, leaning into the novelist’s touch. The novelist huffs and pulls his hand back, only to start stroking Ranpo’s hair.

“Take me home Edgar.” Ranpo demands, it sounds more like a sigh. What!? Now all of the sudden? What changed?

“Of course, I am dreadfully sorry the meeting with my publisher took so long. You’re ready to go home my dear?”

Ranpo nods, already standing, no trace of stubbornness visible in his expression, he looks calm, if somewhat dismayed at his illness, as he leans against the taller man’s shoulder. Ranpo’s eyes are closed. He shovers and the racoon that always accompanies the Guild member crawls onto his shoulders, settling down like a fur collar.

Is the novelist going to drive him home? I suppose that it isn’t too suprining that he knows where Ranpo lives since they’re friends. They are standing rather close to be just friends though, but Ranpo is strai– . . . (Truthfully, at least that I’ve noticed, he’s never shown interest in anyone in the entire time I’ve known him.)

“You can hold Karl in the car if you’re cold, with that fever of yours you must be,” the Guild member tuts, “I must tell you that it was entirely unnecessary of you to come into the office today, surely your CEO wouldn’t have minded. I would have much preferred you stayed home, I was quite startled when I found these.” He places the glasses on Ranpo and places a sticky note to his forehead, pressing it onto the detective's skin with a kiss.

I struggle to read the note as the two men walk towards the door, shoulder to shoulder. It reads “Come get me, I’m bored.” in English.

What is the meaning of this? I knew people were more tactile in American culture, but this? This is a bit much no . . . unless . . .?

Ranpo only “hmmm”s quietly, leaning closer to the novelist.

“Do promise me, dear, that next time you’re unwell or think you may be coming down with something, let me know. I’m happy to have my personal physician check on you.”

Ranpo coughs and it sounds suspiciously like “Rich people!” Then he does speak, “You worry too much Edgar. I may be your dear, but I’m not that breakable.”

Or at least I’m pretty sure that’s what he says, my English isn’t as perfect as it could be.

All at once things click into place. They’re dating. I know that professionally, I should be at least a little annoyed but I’m not Ranpo’s superior, that role was given to the president and the president only. I can’t blame Ranpo for wanting to keep his personal life out of work, and the Guild hasn’t given us trouble in some time now, besides they look so sweet together.

I don’t try to stop them as they leave, instead looking around at the expressions of my colleagues. Whether shocked or endeared I know we all have some questions, but those can wait until Ranpo is feeling well again.

(A/N: This turned out much softer than I intended but I actually like it. I hope you do as well even though The relationship reveal isn’t as intense. It was kind of refreshing for me to write Kunikida as accepting of a relationship as opposed to other reveals I’ve written (mainly soukoku so it’s understandable). I do plan to make a part two of them questioning Ranpo when he gets back (affectionately of course) and that will definitely include more shocked pen-breaking Kunikida. lol)

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd ranpoe #ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #ranpoe realationship reveal #bsd ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpo #ranpo edogawa #bsd edogawa rampo #bsd poe #bsd edgar allan poe #edgar allan poe

[poeisatransfemmelesbian]

Ranpoe week day 7! I wrote a fanfic!

My head hurts so you're not getting much of a description out of me here rn sorry but there's a screenshot and a link somewhere here.

Also I do have like two more fics started so if I finish them I'll post them.

Crochet ranpoe say hi

Goodnight besties on the internet!

#bungou stray dogs #ranpoe #ranpoe week 23 #edogawa ranpo #edgar allan poe #bsd fanfic #ranpoe fanfic #hurt/comfort #crochet #amigurumi

[hailstorm1816]

If you ever want to confess to or flirt with a Ranpoe shipper, simply give them 5 powdered donuts (if you know, you know)

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fandom #bsd guild #bsd ada #bsd ranpo #bsd poe #bungo stray dogs ranpo #bungo stray dogs poe #bsd edgar allan poe #bsd ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #ranpoe supremacy #if you know you know #bungo gay dogs

[rashoumon-homo]

Been wondering if I should attempt a multi-chapter fic, since I’ve only written one shots before. Anyway this is the blog with the most amount of ppl who read my fics so imma ask here in a ✨poll✨

The multi chapter fics would almost definitely have some smut btw (I am a weak man). But I don’t have any plot ideas yet, really.

If there’s a different ship you have in mind from the ones listed, lmk in the tags!

Pls vote even if you don’t have a strong opinion, I need feedbackkkkk

Oh! And my ao3 is kerosenecrushh if you haven’t already checked it out :3

#I feel like there should be a poll duration between a day and a week tbh #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd fic writer #bsd fic #skk fanfic #sskk fanfic #ranpoe fanfic #ao3 writer #polls #soukoku fic #shin soukoku fic #ranpoe fic

[spectregoesboo]

Little Ranpoe fic I made! :D Give it a read if you want! 'Edgar makes Ranpo breakfast and has an idea on how to surprise the detective.'

#ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #bsd #bsd fanfic #bsd ranpoe #ranpo #ranpo edogawa #edgar allan poe #poe x ranpo #ranpo x poe #fic #fiction #fan fiction #fanfiction #bsd fanfiction #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs fanfic #bungou sd #morning coffee with a rival

[erosauriarts]

Chapters: 1/30 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Edogawa Ranpo/Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo/Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Sigma (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Agatha Christie (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Rivals to Lovers, Armed Detective Agency (Bungou Stray Dogs), Origin Story, Song: I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That), The story is finished and just needs to be edited and betaed, Parent Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo Needs A Hug (Bungou Stray Dogs), Soft Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Eventual Smut, Happy Ending, Detective Being Gay, Original Character(s), Implied/Referenced Suicide, Description of Panick Attacks /Anxiety, Child Murder, Bullying, Top Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bottom Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), They actually switch hehe, Bottom Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Top Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Edogawa Ranpo is a Little Shit (Bungou Stray Dogs), Non-Sexual Intimacy, Main Character(s) get physically harmed, Hurt/Comfort, Character Death, They died but got better., Yosano is a blessing lol, Armed Detective Agency as Family (Bungou Stray Dogs), Post-Decay of Angels Arc (Bungou Stray Dogs), Season 5 Spoilers, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Depression, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Parent Death, Sweet Summary:

After years of being untouchable has to come to terms with a series of traumatic events. He must prove his worth to his loved ones to show he is still the World's Greatest Detective! His rival, Edgar, notices his behavior and tries to deduce what is wrong with his dear Ranpo.

#ranpoe #edgar allen poe bsd #ranpo edogawa #ranpoe fanfic

[kerosenecrushh]

Words: 2,589

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Edogawa Ranpo/Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Body Worship, Top Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bottom Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Established Relationship, Kissing, Praise Kink, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Lube, Edgar Allan Poe is Whipped (Bungou Stray Dogs), Caring Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dorks in Love, Fluff and Smut, Kinktober 2023 Series: Part 13 of Kinktober 2023

Summary:

Poe wants to spend the day finding out exactly what Ranpo likes and doesn't like in bed. (AKA Poe is hopelessly in love and wants Ranpo to feel as happy and loved as he does)

#kerosenecrushh ao3 #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs fic #ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #ranpoe smut #bsd #bsd fic

[losergender]

RANPOE WEEK DAY 7: FREE

TAROKO, the story in which ranpo & poe's aquarium date doesn't go quite as planned...!

One-shot , 5.0k words

AQUARIUM DATE ^____^

Fluff + Established relationship

First "I love you"

Autistic Ranpo!

Language barrier / Poe bilingual struggles

link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49348792

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd fanfic #bsd fandom #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs fanfic #bungo stray dogs fanfic #ranpoe #bsd ranpo #ranpo #ranpo edogawa #bsd edogawa rampo #rampo #ranpo x poe #edgar allan poe #bsd edgar allan poe #ranpoe fanfic #poe bsd #aquarium date #fluff #ranpoe fluff #ranpoe week 2023 #ranpoe week #my fics

[sunarntarou]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Edogawa Ranpo/Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency Ensemble & Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Oguri Mushitarou & Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Oguri Mushitarou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pining, Background Case, Getting Together, Canon-Typical Violence, Edogawa Ranpo-centric (Bungou Stray Dogs), Emotional Constipation, Minor Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Post-Canon Summary:

“Poe-kun! Do you know how to take the train?”

Standing stiffly by the door, Poe blinks as if caught by an incoming truck’s headlights. His hair’s a little messier than usual, no doubt caused by the wind steadily picking up outside, and he must have hurried here, considering the steam still rising from the coffees in his hand. “Yes, of course,” he finally says, allowing Karl to jump down from his shoulders before walking inside, waving awkwardly at Kenji. One of the paper cups is carefully set amidst the candy wrappers, “hot chocolate. Ranpo-kun, are you looking for a suspect in the train?”

“Not exactly,” Kunikida explains while Ranpo takes the cup without ceremony, warmth immediately filling up his chest like taffy. It’s his usual order from his favorite cafe, he can immediately tell, only somehow tasting even sweeter than usual– he’ll have to ask Poe which barista was on shift next time they’re there. “ – so you see, we need someone to accompany him.”

“Understandable,” Poe nods, sipping from his own coffee, “but wouldn’t it be easier to simply take a car instead?”

Kunikida makes a face. A very disagreeable face. “You mean to ask why we are not taking a cab to the other side of the city?!”

“Yes,” Poe lies, “that is what I meant.”

See, Ranpo tries to communicate silently to Kunikida with a glare, the Guild didn’t make their best detectives ride the stupid train. Message absolutely not received, but Kunikida’s judgy eyebrows very clearly say ugh, spoiled rich boys.

“Ah, Poe-kun, you’ll give Kunikida an aneurysm like this!” Ranpo laughs, letting Karl climb up his lap and sniff around his drawers, “his schedule doesn’t allow for any more budgeting, especially after this afternoon.”

“What’s happening this afternoon?!

*

or, Ranpo is faced with the age-old mystery: what to do when you've fallen in love? As told by crime scenes, afternoon coffees, and dinner conversations.

(or, alternatively, Ranpo tells a story.)

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd fanfic #ranpoe #ranpo edogawa #bsd edgar allan poe #bsd ranpo #ranpoe fanfic #bsd fic #my writing

[dazais-crab-addiction]

A Rivalry for my Love

When Poe and Ranpo meet again for the first time since they met six years before, what if instead they had developed a relationship all those years ago and had decided to not keep in contact and when they could finally meet again they’d do so with a challenge and playfully pretending they hadn’t planned it all out?

This is literally just a crack fic and I'm so sorry lmao

Read on AO3

#ranpoe #ranpoe fanfic #ranpoe fic #poe x ranpo #ranpo x poe #bsd fanfic #crab says words #crab writes fics