#dostoevsky bsd

[luvfy0dor]

Heyy, I was thinking about a concept with Fyodor (or whoever from BSD) having a streamer bf, but like, one of -those- streamers where every word they say can be quite questionable (in a “good” way/ironically). For some reason it amuses me to imagine it with Fyodor and Reader occasionally teasing him, calling him their ‘discord kitten’ or streaming for 5 hours (or more lol) saying nonsenses or playing video games instead of paying attention to Fyodor. What do you think?

“Get Off The Game ♡⁠˖” BSD x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

╰┈➤ Fyodor Dostoevsky, Dazai Osamu

Warnings;

Description; BSD men with a streamer!reader

A/n; these are in headcannon form, I hope that's alright!!! I think Dazai or Nikolai would be a better person to have this occupation w so I also did headcannons for one of them

Fyodor Dostoevsky ★

• Fyodor thinks it's stupid at first, but when he realized you made money from it he learned to tolerate it. He wasn't too fond of the noise, though.

• I don't think he was too fond of the nickname 'discord kitten', always raising an eyebrow when he's called that, he also strongly dislikes brainrot cause what do you mean you're so sigma? No you're not, you're y/n. That's unrelated, but I thought I'd add that in there.

• "A discord what? Kitten? What even is that? I am nothing of the such."

• Catch him dead before he makes an appearance on camera, he much prefers to keep his business private. He doesn't mind you talking about him though, he loves that. He loves that people know you're already taken by him and that all those losers in your chat don't have a chance with you.

• Sometimes he'll watch your streams from a different room in attempt to understand your work and the art of gaming. He enjoys when you play horror games, especially the ones that get you thinking. He sometimes finds your facial expressions when you get jumpscared funnier than anything else in the stream.

• When it comes to the duration of your streams, Fyodor can entertain himself for as long as you need him to, but he can't help but feel like he'd rather be spending that time with you every now and again.

• He usually just takes the time to work on his DOA stuff, and occasionally he'll get so lost in it that he doesn't even realized you've finished with your stream and on whenever that happens, you make some tea and go to fetch him to spend some quality time together, whether it's you laying in his lap while you both read a book or having a conversation about whatever comes to mind

Dazai Osamu ★

• Dazai is your #1 supporter since day one. There's a conversation going on about content creators? He's immediately bringing you up. You need new items for your set up? He's manifesting that said items go on sale ASAP!

• Oh my god, and he LOVES it when you get recognized in public. He's very prideful of you and likes that it's only him and a select group of people that get to see the real you outside of the camera frame.

• He, unlike Fyodor, does have an issue with the long hours, so he busies himself with the ADA and otherwise to keep himself from walking in and talking your ear off while you play your games for umpteen thousand people.

• He doesn't despise being called a discord kitten, but it does confuse him a little bit. But whatever, as long as you have 'my' in front of any name he doesn't care.

• Dazai watches your old streams when he's bored and can't help but giggle at the out of pocket or questionable things you say. He likes to watch the compilations of you on YouTube, too.

• Sometimes he'll quote you out of the blue.

• He doesn't like people trying to flirt with you or talk to you on the Internet as any partner wouldn't, so he is in the comment section of every post reading through individual comments. Type guy to see '❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥' comments on your posts and reply '🧯🧯🧯'

• All in all, Dazai is well received by your fanbase, especially the ones who don't try to romance you and are normal. They think he's funny and a good match for you.

A/n; I hope it wasn't to short!!! I thought it was a cutsey idea, I think Nikolai would be pretty similar to Dazai in this scemario.

[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)

[vypridae]

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

[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.

[well-dressed-sewer-rat]

sometimes i think it would be really funny if fyodor and dazai were never actually able to exactly predict each other’s moves and they just had a bajillion backup stunts set up out of anxiety that happened to work perfectly to counteract whatever crazy light yagami shit the other pulled

[annie-baynton]

[jaylion04]

Silly immortal Russian dude sketches

[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?

[childoftheimpossiblerevolution]

the very naughty fyodussy is about to get humbled big time if verlaine ever comes out of the basement

[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

[iiscpr]

🐀

[vino-shumuye]

my bsd x kakegurui au

[vypridae]

some sketch concepts for my DEFINITELY ALIVE babygirls in the agency WHICH IS DEFINITELY HAPPENING BTW

[the--concertmaster]

Coloured my man looking so absolutely fine