#Dostoevsky bsd

[luvfy0dor]

fyodor as the demolition man cuz he's been serving demolition lately. might start posting more art in between fic posts, cuz I've got a couple fire tcfsr drawings from this week.

[sssarrrra]

Asagiri said that Fyodor would gift his lover a country (or a land).

Do you know what country this would be?

A Promised Land 💀

Dostoevsky would literally send his loved one to Heaven. So he can reunite with them later. And anyway, if earth is such a horrible place, why would Dostoy want his lover to stay there?

By this definition, Fyodor has already "confessed" to so many people. Since he has murdered so much, maybe, he is poly? Who knows 🤔

Maybe, Dostoy wants to go to Paradise and have a harem there. So if he kills someone he fancies, this person's soul just teleports to heaven and joins other people Dostoy has "picked" to be together.

[chuunai]

husband fyodor ! who originally gets married to you for the sake of your parent’s influence and status. weaving a web of lies and false claims when he first courted you and ultimately slid the ring onto your finger. he has an inkling of affection for you, like an owner might have with a pet. how he uses that affection to make sure you believe he loves you. it’d be no good if he lost your parent’s support if you divorced.

husband fyodor ! who never really gave you a direct answer about what his job was, other than something along the lines of ‘strategist’ and ‘classified’. he was mildly impressed when you figured out his true ‘job’—a terrorist. he was startled when you didn’t seem horrified or outright terrified and disgusted towards him. his милая truly was a loyal spouse, it seems.

husband fyodor ! who over time, slowly begins to let you know about his missions. just the tiny details, like how long he’ll be gone for, or the bare bones. allowing you to quietly read a book in a cozy chair next to him as he codes and types away at his computer. having ivan make you tea when he gets his—black tea.

husband fyodor ! who begins to see you as a partner of sorts—romantically and formally—for him. suddenly, your touches don’t seem to irritate him as much. nor does your presence, which he only tolerated at first. although his heart seems to beat a lot more around you.

husband fyodor ! who soon enough finds himself in love. It’s a first. he’s never really loved anyone—yet here you were. weaseling your way into his weakest organ. often, he seeks out your comfort and masks it as ‘a man wanting his love’ like his feelings are only basic and natural. not this deep connection he feels. for as intelligent and manipulative he is, he’s never found himself on the end of love.

husband fyodor ! who is beginning to learn that yes, maybe it is okay to depend on someone. to cherish, love and support them. until death do them part and the ring on his finger comes off, whether by his choice or not. you invade his thoughts often, even now as Meursault contains him. for the sake of the world—and you.

[vino-shumuye]

i hope that bones won't cut out this fyolai scene (totally canon)

[wormdevourer]

fyodor doodle b4 bed :)

[calugaritsa]

Dostoevsky's Disgust: Could It Be His Downfall?

‼️WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD FOR BSD 119‼️

Fyodor's reaction of pure disgust to Atsushi's indisputably honorable willingness for self-sacrifice just fascinated me in this latest chapter.

Fyodor Dostoevsky presents himself as this saintly villain, this tortured genius messiah who makes sacrifices nobody but he can comprehend the need for in order to benefit all of humanity in the grand scheme of things. And we're tempted to buy into that - especially those of us who are Dostoevsky readers. We're familiar with the Russian author's "dark mysticism", his thoughts on universal, active love and how it moves everything, thus lighting up a corrupt and suffering Earth.

But this Fyodor? He has been around for far too long to still be himself. This theory of mine plays into what we know about his ability. Crime and Punishment has "ship of Theseus"d him so much (and from the way he retains Bram's prerogative to protect Aya, we KNOW each body he takes over leaves its mark on him). He has been doing this for hundreds of years. Theseus has blown through hundreds of ships. Could anyone's individuality survive that, at least uncorrupted? Don't think so.

What's truly got me wondering is whether Fyodor is aware of this loss of self he has undergone (haha, No Longer Human parallels!) or if he genuinely thinks he is still that savior, that authentically Dostoyevskian lover of mankind. Let's look at it this way:

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."

That's John 15:13 (KJV translation).

Fyodor claims to follow God, right? His ideology is a Christianist brand of Nietzschean terrorism, of course, but he should at least be in agreement with one of the most iconic Biblical teachings, shouldn't he? He should admire the "great love" of a human being laying down their life for their friends.

THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT HE HAS ATSUSHI DO. THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT ATSUSHI DOES. Immediately, zero hesitation, just pure sincerity and desperation.

And how does Fyodor respond?

"Ewwwww not you giving me the ick rn"

The people he seems to like - or actually, let's use the word "respect", since after this, I don't know if Fyodor is still capable of love - are those with the most twisted morals. People who will kill and torture for him regardless of whether it tears them apart inside or not (Nikolai). People he perceives as apathetic, amoral and scheming (Dazai).

I hope this philosophical phenomenon doubles as narrative/conflictual foreshadowing. Fyodor has lost the battle of ideas; this is fatal for a villain motivated by faith. He has already defeated himself on the inside.

I hope all his lies and betrayals come back to finish him.

THANKS FOR READING 🫶💝🦋

[birb0t]

that one fyodor panel..... yeah that's all

[edogawautism]

reminds me of the way kyouka's parents were killed

the ability that possessed kyouka's parents controlled them by blood; the blood entered their ears. fyodor's blood sputtered into the knight's eye.

[vypridae]

'i don't see how you survived, but i'm so, so glad you did'

[orumoru]

They sent a journalist to the location of a professional yapper its all over

If fyodor contracts a deadly disease does he take the body of the person who gave him that disease? Or would it go up to patient zero who has got to be dead by that point? Or would he actually die die cause his ability activates only on action and not passive coincidence (wouldnt that be crazy if his ability activated on accidents too? Like, he is walking downtown and a brick falls on his head and he overtakes the body of a worker who put that brick there 35 years ago.)

Anyway, the likelihood of the person giving fyodor a disease and passing away before Fyodor is huge so does he have to haul ass and find someone ready to stab him to death as soon as possible?

[luvfy0dor]

Helloo! I love your blog smm! could I request fyodor with a child reader that’s very curious about things and often ask him about lots of things and do often run from his sight cause they saw something that peaks their interests? ^^ so sorry that this request was kinda long 😭

“But Satisfaction Brought It Back ♡⁠˖” Dad!Fyodor w/ Child! Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; none

Description; Fyodor brings curious child!reader to the park, but after being essentially exiled from the playground by some randos, reader sees something moving in the grass and chooses to investigate

A/n: I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG I FEEL AWFIL, I HIPW ITS ACCEPTABLE AT LEAST </3 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE COMPLIMENTS

Headcannons;

★ Fyodor loves that you're curious, but sometimes the amount of questions you ask makes him wonder if your jaw ever gets tired from moving so much. He knows you didn't get that trait from him.

★ If you run away from him, he's walking after you at the fastest speed possible for him. He warns you not to go far because his stamina doesn't allow him to chase after you, but you still do it and it gets on his nerves a little. He knows you don't mean to, but it stresses him out like no other.

★ He often lets Nikolai tag along when he brings you to do fun stuff just in case he ends up needing the extra hand, and Nikolais ability is always great to bring you back to them.

Scenario;

You had one hand in Nikolais and one in Fyodors, happily walking along with them through a park near your home on a beautiful spring afternoon. They decided to have tea together earlier and figured it was a nice day for an outing. They picked you up and brought you to the park and sat on a bench next to one another while you ran off to climb on the playground. It didn't take long for you to socialize, immediately interacting with a girl your age. "Hey, you! Yeah, you with the blue shirt. You're not allowed up here, you don't have the password." You looked at the girl with confusion, grimacing and crossing your arms. "Well it's not your playground, I'm allowed up here if I want to! My papa brought me to play and that's what I'm gonna do." You reply, your eyebrows furrowed and a visible pout on your face.

"That's too bad! Scurry along, you peasant!" She sneered. It made you want to cry a little, but you bit your lip and stormed off. A small group of kids who seemed to be apart of her posse watched. You huffed and went to sit with your papa and uncle, plopping down on the bench. Fyodor and Nikolai instantly picked up on your sad demeanor. "Aw, what's wrong, Malyshka? Are you alright?" He asked, a hand rubbing your back sweetly. You nodde d and leaned into him, making him frown. "C'mon, kiddo, I'll play with ya if you'd like! We're those other brats mean to you?" He asks, bending down to your level. You shook your head and rubbed the oncoming tears out of your eyes. "No, they weren't..I'll go play again in a second, I just fell." Nikolai stands back up and rubs your head. "Alright, if that's what you'd like." He returns to Fyodors side, resuming their conversation. Fyodors comforting hand remained on your shouder for awhile before you decided to get back up. "M'going to play again, papa." You declared, humbly walking back over to the playground and settling for the swings. You sat down and started swinging your legs back and forth, watching the nature around you. You weren't too high in the air before you saw a something moving through the grass across the park. You dragged your feet to come to a halt and walked away from the swing set.

The closer you got, you could tell that the moving thing was actually a large, brown rabbit. Your eyes widened with excitement and you approached it further, following it through a patch of brush. The rabbit noticed you and jumped further into the woods, over logs and rocks. You followed it continuously, stumbling over the aforementioned obstacles trying to reach it. It was about this time where Fyodor noticed that the swing was sitting nearly perfectly still without you on it and his eyes immediately darted around the playground. When he couldn't find you, he called out your name, drawing the attention of the attention of the other kids. "I think I saw someone go down there." The girl from earlier pointed towards the woods. Fyodor cursed under his breath and made his way towards the forest as quickly as possible with Nikolai. "Y/n! Come back here!" He called out for you, worried and annoyed all at once. You had successfully pounced on the bunny, holding it in your arms and heading towards Nikolai and your papa again. You had now been satisfied in catching the rodent, an innocent expression on your face when your papa came into view. The rabbit was squirming in your grasp, but you held him out to your father.

"Papa, Uncle Nikolai, look what I caught!" Fyodor let's out a sigh of relief but places a hand on your back and guides you back to the playground. "Let that filthy animal go, sweetheart, it's probably diseased, and you cannot keep running off like that! I was worried sick, don't do that ever again." He says, a hand over his heart. You reluctantly let the rabbit go, turning to watch it dash off. "I'm sorry papa.." you mumble, grabbing at his cape. He sighs. "It's not fine, but I'm more happy that I found you than I am angry at you." He says, Nikolai nods in agreement. You sigh in relief and go to sit down on the bench, but Fyodor pulls you right back up by your shirt, like a kitten by the scruff. "No, you're going home to wash those rodent germs off of your hands, and then you're gonna pick up your bedroom while your at it." He says. You groan and accept the light punishment he gave. "Yes papa..." You weren't to upset about it all in all, because he could have been harsher on you, especially since you've repeatedly done this, but instead he only wanted you to clean your room; leaving the park and those mean kids behind isnt a loss in the slightest.

A/n; again I'm so sorry if this is bad, I feel horrible for it being so late but I'm locking in on my reqs now yall istg

[sssarrrra]

Dying to stay alive. Why does Fyodor Dostoevsky enjoy being killed on purpose? Bsd analysis

Why Dostoevsky looks so young despite living for centuries? I think it's because he often gets killed. He literally has no time to age.

His skin care routine is being murdered every year or so. Maybe, even more often.

Fyodor CAN age, he isn't immune to it. He isn't immortal. He's ability isn't about eternal youth. He can get gray hair and wrinkles. But he doesn't. Dostoevsky looks almost identical to how he's been when he's met Bram centuries ago (minus a scar and an outfit). So why is it?

Let's assume that the physical "age" Fyodor naturally gains can be transferred to the new body he enters. And the only things that get "erased" are traces of harm left by someone else (bruises, cuts, scars, etc.)

Let's pretend that we know Fyodor's "biological" age. And it's 20. (That's just an assumption for this example!)

It would go like this: Fyodor's biologically 20. He lives until his 22, than gets killed. His "new" body will have the age of 22. Then he lives until he's 26 and dies unnaturally. He's biological age in the new body is gonna be 26.

And so on and so on. It means both his appearance and physic will gradually change. But we see NONE OF THAT. Present Fyodor is almost a twin copy of Fyodor from the past.

It means that Dostoevsky has never lived longer than a couple of years max without dying and respawning into a new body. He probably dies quit often and can't even get old enough because he simply doesn't have time.

Maybe, he has some mark on his calendar: "Need to die every year to keep my body young and relative healthy". And it's a strategy and nothing else. But I feel like there is more to that.

Dostoevsky probably enjoys the thrill of death (or near death) experience for various reasons.

People sometimes describe Dazai as a "suicide-addict", but THIS is a new level of it. These two share a hobby of trying to die often. But Dostoevsky not just tries. He dies. Fyodor's way of getting a rid of his stress is being brutally murdered by someone else. I wounder, if Dazai knew it how it would make him feel? To find out that Fyodor is drawn to death in the same way that he is? We'll find out eventually.

Dostoevsky meticulously got himself killed probably more than 300+ times or so. And, yes, sometimes it was work related incidents due to his plans. But he didn't HAVE to die so often, did he?

It honestly seems, that for Fyodor "dying" is just an extracurricular activity he does to pass the time. Some ppl go their friend's house to play video games. And Fyodor goes to someone's place -> dies there.

Maybe, Dostoy tries to connect with people by "dying" by their hands? When he transfers his mind into a new body, it makes him feel less lonely, somehow?

For example, Fyodor didn't have to break into Bram's castle and chat him up about demons. He didn't have to put his life on a line just to see how Bram would react to his musings about world-politics. He knew he would die, obviously. But he went anyway. Just to "catch a glimpse" of Bram (in his own words). And then, of course to get murdered. Did he hope that Bram would be the one to deliver a final blow? Did Fyodor secretly want to "posses" Bram's body from that long, long time ago?

You know how ppl joked about Fyodor's hobby being captured on purpose? Add "dying" to this list, asap.

He's reasons for overusing his ability to "reincarnate" are probably complicated.

A part of it is a need to escape/ease his guilt. Dostoy wants to feel like a martyr that has a right to commit sin. Maybe, it's his own self-punishment, a form of self-harm. He believes these short or long moments of agony "erase" the harm he does to others or, at least, balance it out.

On the other hand, Fyodor is still a human who wants to belong. But he spent decades in paranoia and isolation that affected him immensely. So now the only "true" connection Dostoevsky can create with someone is when he inserts his consciousness into their body. The flow of new feelings/goals keeps him distracted from himself and his bleak view of the reality. So he does it over and over.

Or is it just a boredom thing? Like living is such a drug he can't help but try to die?

Dostoy is too afraid/guilty to go to heaven right away so he passes time by adding bits of different personalities to himself. He has this semi-free subscription to people's agendas, he only has to die to access them. It keeps him entertained. Like a Netflix but he has to die to watch a "movie" from someone's POV, with their goals/emotions intact still.

Dostoy wants to pick up a new passion/hobby? No problem. He just needs to find someone who likes that particular interest, and than get murdered by that person. Then Fyodor can gain their insights into the topic (possibly).

I wish I could see the way Dostoevsky envisions humanity. It seems like he's both enmeshed with it to the point of losing himself and at the same time he's discarded by humanity and isolated from it.

It's such a mixed-up experience. No wounder Fyodor's mind is so… Bizarre.

[annie-baynton]

[vino-shumuye]

my bsd x kakegurui au

[adore-nyx]

My not-so-favourite immortal guy

[a-random-weeb]

Hiii can I request prince fyodor x fem reader in an arranged marriage troupe? But reader is more of a “adventurous” type but at the time that was be considered dishonorable for a woman much less a royal woman (I’m putting the time of year as 1920-1930ish if that’s ok with you) and she often times gets in trouble or hurt by her “adventures” when she sneaks out of the palace and also despises getting married because she sees that her freedom is limited now.

oh, I like this idea! I'm gonna write for Fyodor because I'm not good at writing for Fyodor and want to try not to make him too ooc. Sorry if he seems off though

⚠️ Ok, he's really ooc, just a warning ⚠️

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You slam the door and fall to the ground, exhausted. You somehow outran a raccoon after stepping on his tail while having fun running through the woods. You look up to see your parents glaring down at you.

"Where were you?" Your mom snarls.

"Aren't you normally both asleep by now?!" You look at them in shock, judging by the fact it's 1 AM.

"Aren't you supposed to be asleep right now?" Your father shouts "You can't keep sneaking out dear, what are you even doing? Partying? You're 18!"

"It doesn't matter, after you get married you'll be stuck inside anyway" your mom sigh.

"I'm not getting marrie-"

"Yes you are. To the prince, it's a business deal. Plus, you'll be a princess, isn't that great?" Your mom beams excitedly "We'll make so much money, and you'll get to be with a hot prince!"

You look up at them in horror "P-prince... As in prince Fyodor?! No!! He's known to be sadistic!!!!" You hop to your feet "You can't just force me to get married!!!"

"We can and we will. Also, you're grounded, stop sneaking out. The wedding is in a week." Your father drags and pushes you into your room, locking the door. You groan, pissed that they have to ability to lock your door. Your room has locks on the windows, you can't escape that way. This whole marriage thing came out of nowhere! And they treated it so casually! You sigh as you flop on your bed, exhausted, you let sleep take over from there.

A week later

Its not over exaggerating to say they had to force the wedding dress on you. You failed to walk in the heels, bit one of the guests, and kept washing your makeup off, your mom was upset to say the least.

"Behave yourself!! Do you want your husband to hate you?!"

"Yes. Yes I do." You look at her with pure determination. You were determined to be as weird and annoying as possible so you could earn your freedom back.

Fyodor P.O.V

I roll my eyes at my parents excitement. Why can they not understand I don't want to get married to some girl with a rich family. She's probably gonna be another stuck up, spoiled, idiot who will be fawning all over me, the fact I'm a prince, and my money. I sigh in annoyance as I stand there, waiting for my 'fiancee' to walk down the isle. Maybe I can play with her feelings, or manipulate her and bring her so down she can't think for herself , just obey my orders, or maybe I can hurt her so bad that- My string of thoughts is interrupted as I watch her ungracefully stumble down the isle. Her makeup is only half done and even so looks like a mess, there's little tears at the end of her dress and she looks like she doesn't want to be here as someone has to drag her down the isle. Odd, normally someone would be overjoyed to marry a hot prince as myself. Perhaps she doesn't know I'm a prince. I chuckle, watching her bite the person who's dragging her, try to run, and then trip because of the heels. She could be quite the amusing one.

When she finally gets up and stands infront of me, I freeze. I have to marry this idiot?! She looks so undignified, I hope this goes well...

Your P.O.V

I stand infront of my soon-to-be husband. He looks well-mannered and dignified, the opposite of me. When it comes time to kiss him, I bite his face. The crowd gaps and he flinches, meanwhile I burst out laughing of the stupidity of the situation. I hear the crowd chatter

"She's so weird."

"Does she have any diginity?"

"I feel bad for the prince."

Our parents force our lips together, and we're officially married.

After the wedding I crash in the hotel our parents rented for us so we can do 'adult things'. Of course, I didn't want to participate, and clearly he didn't either, so we awkwardly lie in the same bed. He looks at me with confusion, so I ask

"What's with that look?"

"I can't can't figure you out." Is all he responds with and continues to stare at me. I proceed to get uncomfortable, so I hop off the bed "I'm going for a walk..."

"I'll come with you."

"It's fine, really!! I want to be by myself!" You awkwardly smile.

"I have the room key, and what if in asleep by the time you get back?"

"Then just give me the key."

"No."

"Why?"

"no."

"Why?"

"no."

"Why?"

"The answer is no, in coming with you!!"

I groan. The reason I wanted to take a 'Walk' was so I could escape and hide at a friend's house, I guess he figured that out somehow.

Fyodor P.O.V

We exit the hotel, I stay completely silent. My new 'Wife' squirmed, clearly uncomfortable. Her intentions were obvious, she wanted to run away, and I can't have that happened. I want this just as much as she does, aka not at all, but at the same time, her running away could cause a lot of future problems I don't want to deal with. The silence as we walk is almost deafening, even for me. The sunset highlights her face, and all that can be heard is the occasional honk from an angry driver, the buildings of the city lights begin to turn off as it gets darker.

Eventually we reach a field with long grass, with a woods just passed, I look at her in confused

"Where are we going?" Her lack of response pisses me off, but I continue to follow her into the woods. I begin to feel like she's gonna attempt murder, she doesn't seem like the type to do so, but I should still be on my guard... I look around, and the second I look away, she runs! I quickly chase her. Did she see something? Is this her escape plan? why in the middle of the woods? It's completely dark out! Apparently too dark for her to see the branch she fell to the ground, cutting herself on a branch. I grab her by her collar, she's unable to run do to the cuts that landed in her her leg when she fell, as well as her rolled ankle.

"Where the hell were you running?! Why were you running?!" I find myself more angry than usual as she cries her eyes out. I throw her and proceed to stomp on her "Answer me!!"

"I-im sorry!" She chokes out. I feel a twinge of guilt, why is she pulling all these emotions from me?! I hate her even more now... I sigh "We're going back. Now." It pisses me off that I feel guilty, but I lift her onto my back gently, making sure not to hurt her more than she already is. I find it adorable when she buries her face in my shoulder. Am I actually falling for my wife?! I sigh in annoyance, she's so clumsy, and annoying, and undignified!... So then... Why do I like her?

Narrator POV:

You bury your face in his shoulder, too exhausted to fight back. You were supposed to meet up with a friend who was gonna let you live with her, but instead, you were being carried home gently.... Wait... Why was he being so gentle? Did he want something? You squirm around a little, flinching at the pain in your leg. He mumbles something about how much you're shaking.

When you arrive back at the hotel he puts you down on the bed and cleans your wounds. You try to get away because of how painful it was, but he just glares at you and holds you down. It's not like you wanted to get married! But maybe he did? After all, at first he seemed so cold, and he still acts that way... or I he? You couldn't tell anymore. What if he hates you and is just acting only to-

"Done!" His word interrupts your string of thoughts as he finishes bandaging your legs.

"Don't move that ankle for a bit..." he sighs. "Don't try to run away, got that?" He glares and you nod. He sighs and climbs over you. "Don't get yourself hurt..."

... He kissed you... on the lips.... Wow...

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Idk maybe I'll do a part two. I still have a lot of drafts to finish though so who knows

This also took me forever to write 😭 plus he was way too ooc, but I hope you enjoyed anyway!

Also, does anyone have any tips for writing pour le Fyodor?