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Yogifan fiction
Character · 445 works
Yogi turns up in 26 works open to everyone here. The average one runs about 4,700 words. Read any of them in your browser, save it as an EPUB, or listen to it.
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Look over here
by summerskyline
Gareki and Nai are at the circus and someone suspicious approaches them. Insert protective!Yogi. That's about it all. Oneshot. Fluff!
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Sunflower
by CallyDreams
Driven out of bed by plaguing dreams, Gareki ends up outside Yogi's bedroom for some unfathomable (downright silly) reason. Yogi/Gareki oneshot.
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the flowers of my
by orphan_account
It was strange for the gentle and bright blonde to be staring at such a shop, a tattoo place that was covered in dark colours and little else. But the man inside always caught his attention. (In which Yogi is a florist with a crush on the tattooist across the street and Ranji is somewhat of a good matchmaker.)
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Exchange
by talonyth
It was warm. It was the first thought Gareki has when he woke up, his eyes still closed. It was warm and it had a sweet scent, like cotton candy. It was a thing he was not used to yet.
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Aint Bad but Worse
by CountlessUntruths (KaliCephirot)
Gareki had, more or less, kissed whatever dignity he might have had before goodbye after he had picked up Nai, but if Yogi thought he was going to dress as a woman, he was sorely mistaken.
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Love Selfish Love
by skyfireflies
Gareki is perfectly content with spending the rest of his life exactly how he spends every day: he wakes up, goes to work at the garage, comes home and eats cheap frozen food while he spends half the night tinkering with the innards of the computers strewn about his apartment. That was before the man with the bright yellow monstrosity that Gareki refuses to call a car showed up in his life, however. Now, Gareki isn't quite sure what he wants anymore.
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Yogi Gets a Dog
by Gigglepud
When Yogi slams open Gareki’s bedroom, the brunette had been expecting it. He doesn’t look up from his goggles that he had been polishing – it had become a daily event that Yogi would come after his apparently-horrific check-ups with Akari. But this time, it was different. Cuddled in Yogi’s arms was a small puppy, half-awake as it poked its tongue out shyly.
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that night
by nitori_chan_san
previously posted on fanfiction.netGareki is leaving for Kuronomei and spends his last night on the ship. Yogi isn't too happy about it, but neither is Gareki. Yoreki is the true OTP.
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Workaholic
by Booksinvolved
Gareki's back on the Second Ship for break, and Yogi is a cute boyfriend. (possible spoilers for the manga?? not really but still)
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Tarnished Silver
by Salt_the_Catgirl
Set after the raid on Kuronomei-So after Chapter 73+ (but without any assumptions as to what happened during that story arch). Uro is upset about being forced to leave Palnedo’s side after the Circus raid on the Smokey Mansion. Kagiri and Kiharu mindlessly open their mouths and mention ‘the blonde guy from Rinoll’. Putting two and two together, Uro realizes who their talking about and comes up with a plan that will either make Palnedo want him back, or make his own crew even stronger. But, when Yogi turns up missing, Gareki starts to realize he actually does worry about the hyperactive blonde.
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Precious thing
by Miffy_cant_write
Yogi exhales deeply, looking down to the bracelet on his hand. This bracelet, the first gift from Gareki, always helps to comfort him…... Yogi lifts the bracelet closer and examines it, “...nan?” This is not his bracelet.
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Christmas on the Second
by Booksinvolved
Yogi and Gareki putting up Christmas decorations and being dumb boyfriends.
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One life saved two lives
by Dudette_Mal
I'm trying NaNoWriMo out this year and stuff.... It's a crime verse 'cause I like detective stories. A shot rang though the imbedding silence of the beautiful almost perfect night. Yogi turned around in a haste, hand slipping onto his gun. Eyes suddenly ever so alerted. Where had the shot come from? A second one fell soon afterwards and he started to run. Fast, evading the passers-by towards a dark alley. It was almost funny how he seemed to be the only one to hear the shot… Bu it was his duty, even off work. Somebody could be wounded.