Oct 21, 2024
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
gentle beast
Ranpo strolls over to Nathaniel and Fyodor, looking down on them both. “What’s the cake for?” Nathaniel blinks. Fyodor answers: “Your birthday, of course. Did you forget?”
or: ranpo dies again on their twenty-seventh birthday
🪽 2.3k words || ranpo-centric 🩸 inspired by taixu (by @justadino-ig)