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pastadude · 7 months
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Fyodor Dostoevsky x Nikolai Gogol cute fanart kawaii XDXDDXDXDXDX UWUWU OWOWO Nya Nya Nya meow meow mwah
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kyouka-supremacy · 5 months
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Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita (1967) Kafka Asagiri, Bungo Stray Dogs chapter 114.5 (2024)
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velvetyvoyage · 4 months
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📣📣FYODOR FUCKIN DOSTOYEVSKY! , stop making people hate you! CHALLENGE!! GO!📣📣❗️‼️‼️💋‼️‼️(IMPOSSIBLE!)
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📢📢FYODOR! STOP SERVING CUNT TO MAKE UP FOR YOUR TRACHEAROUS CRIMES!! GOO!! 🗣🗣🗯‼️‼️❗️‼️‼️💋💋‼️‼️
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moncouerbrise · 1 month
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Fyodor X Reader with Wings
Smut, Suggestive, Degrading, Angelwings, Teasing, etc.
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You've been very useful to Fyodor for the last few months.
Even if it meant having to be apart of his plan, you've shown how truly powerful one with abnormal features can be.
You've gotten close, quite close actually.
Every now and then going from place to place, as Fyodor uses your true potential to its max.
All he wants to do now is just return the favor, he insists. Especially for how good you've been to him.
“Ah~ S-stop!” He teases your clit with his thumb.
Brushing against it, in small circular motions.
Back arching at the sudden touch of his fingers from his free hand, caressing across your skin.
You can feel how cold they are. how cold he is in particular.
His face not even showing the slightest amount of heat trapped in his face, yet still remaining that sly smirk on his face.
The long amount of time its already been, of him just toying with your body so far. Its got you all worked up. “Please- Please F~Fyodor!”
“Hm…?” He comes close to you, facing and looking at you straight in the eye. Amused, he pats your cheek before grabbing it “Use your words darling. Or we'll be here all day.”
“Please, I need it… I need you! Touch me please-.” Your sudden pleads get interrupted once Fyodor decides to flip to you over.
Causing you to let a whimper as you lay flat on the bed, with your ass facing him. “Arms.” He boldy says.
Reaching for both your hands and holding them down in place behind your back.
Not before he finds something to tie them with. Restricting your movements.
He soon begins to align himself with your entrance, feeling the wetness of his tip against your skin.
His voice is heard again, except this time much more quieter, stern, much more darker.
“You've been such a good girl, you deserve all of this”
He slaps your ass, allowing you to arch your back at him before he grabs ahold of your sides, instantly pushing himself in.
“Ah- Mphm”
Biting down your lip, making sure the others that are outside can't hear the lewd noises.
You start to feel Fyodor begin to move. Reciprocating the same actions.
As he buries himself deep in your pussy, not going fast but rather at a normal pace. Really making sure you take all of himself.
Just as he starts to get more ruthless, his thrusts getting more vigorous every second, he lets go of your hips and hair, and instead holds onto your wings.
Shrieking in arousal, as he continues to pump himself in and out of yourself.
His long hands running through your wings, along your spine. Before giving your ass another slap, resulting in thrusting harder down onto him.
“A-Ah… Im-a close-! Fyo-” He grabs ahold of your wings, making you shut up in an instant.
“Do you want the…-others to hear, is that it-?
His voice can be heard more raspy, as he gets closer to his release as well.
And so is yours, you feel the tightening in your chest and stomach start to form a sensation of pure pleasure.
Ecstasy, that's what it felt like once you felt Fyodors seed all over your back and shooting inside your cunt.
Along with yours, causing a squelching noise as he continues to ride his high.
Your left breathless, panting.
In need of air.
You turn yourself over again, this time your stomach facing Fyodor.
Laying your head to the side, catching your breath.
Eyes fluttering and closing slightly.
It all feels too much.
Like It's all been undone.
“What are you doing?” You feel a grab at your ankle, pulling you to the front of the bed.
He looks at you with his violet eyes, pure lust. That's all he had behind those eyes.
“We still have more to go, dear.”
He gets up from his position and goes over to the door, hearing the small ‘click” as he unlocks it.
He grabs ahold of your shoulders, making you look at him.
“Let's try something different this time.” You try to move from his grip but he doesn't budge at all.
“W-wait what-!?”
“Something more risky. Shall we?”
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one-time-i-dreamt · 9 months
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I was in a school with several famous classic authors who were all teenagers for some reason and I found out that Fyodor Dostoyevsky was the ring leader of a plot to kill another author (whose name I forgot) just when I was stepping out of the school bathroom. That annoyed him so much that he made me the new target instead of the first guy.
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doalkaynaksuyu · 9 months
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i might be diseased
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tulipe-rose · 4 months
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His so called 'friendship' ' with Nikolai in a nutshell:
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aslihanterim · 3 months
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Sırf kalp kırmamak, kendime yakışanı yapmak için cevap veremediğim herkes kendini haklı zannetti…
-Dostoyevski
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crowscadence · 27 days
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Nothing is ever a unique experience. Whatever you’re feeling is probably in one of Dostoyevsky’s books somewhere
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philosophybits · 1 year
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Tyranny is a habit which may be developed until at last it becomes a disease. I declare that the noblest nature can become so hardened and bestial that nothing distinguishes it from that of a wild animal. Blood and power intoxicate; they help to develop callousness and debauchery. The mind then becomes capable of the most abnormal cruelty, which it regards as pleasure; the man and the citizen are swallowed up in the tyrant; and the return to human dignity, repentance, moral resurrection, becomes almost impossible.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The House of the Dead
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gentle-author · 28 days
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y’all are making the real dostoevsky turn over in his grave right now😭
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intravention · 1 year
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lovely guessing game we got here. when you say kafka, are you referring to the tall beauty with grape wine hair and heels kafka from acclaimed space fantasy game honkai star rail, the author of hit series bungou stray dogs kafka asagiri, or the famous novelist franz kafka? place your bets now!
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th3archivisst · 2 months
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Been reading fyozai fics again lately and good lord I love it when writers characterize them correctly. The dynamic is so delicious and specific that I literally cannot read the fic if it's not written correctly. You cannot characterize the dynamic badly and still write them believably, and vice versa!!! I love it when you cannot change the relationship because then the characters don't hold up. It forces me to think before I write and that's very very fun
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theinsomniacindian · 10 months
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Being a Dostoyevsky reader and a BSD fan at the same time is so wild
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