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rusmii · 20 days

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Ok so before I forget what i dreamed about PLEASE IM BEGGING U RESPOND PLEASE PLEASE AND IF U DON'T DO REQUEST PLEASE DO IT WHEN U OPEN REQUEST PLEASE SO I WILL ASK DIFFERENT CREATORS THIS BUT DIFFERENT ANIME OR GAME MALE CHARACTER SO.....

Female reader pls so

Yn is gf whit bsd men i want reaction of them when u set up a camera start recording and put her head between the legs and it goes like this:

'''Hello girls lets do a unboxin video "" and she starts uk unzipping undressing.....

What will they do will the men allow her to do it does one of them do reverse card and just does yn unboxin or dies he let her please i need Rat man AKA fyodor dazai and chuuya u can add other mennu want please IM BEGGING U I NEED ONE U PROBABLY KNOW WHAT DAZAI WILL DO WHAT HIS REACTION WILL BE OR WHATEVER CHARACTER U ADD U CAN MAKE PT2 OR PT3 PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭(SORRY IF MY ENGLISH IS BAD ITS MY 3 LANGUAGE AND AHEM) HARD SMUT AND ""gives him or her a cookie 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

❝ HEY GIRLS! LET’S DO AN UNBOXING VIDEO 2DAY !!! ❞ — brat taming edition

( ⟡ ). fyodor, dazai, chuuya x FEM!bodied reader (afab / fem. names)

( 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 ⟡ ). your boyfriend has had such a stressful week this month! with him ignoring your usual antics for attention—you stir the pot looking for ideas to get his attention back on you. what kind of stupid shit did you pull off this time to make him so mad, he has to fuck the brat outta you? wc;;; 2,560

( cws ⟡ ). just know this is hardcore brat taming erm… NOT EDITED/PROOFREAD, POSSIBLE OOC. no protection, riding/cowgirl, meanie fyodor, DOM!fyodor, long dick fyo, mentions of brat everywhere, poorly used russian translator, begging and pleading, P->I, pet names/nicknames, DOM!dazai, cunni/fem oral. , fingering, g-spot hitting yum, implied safe wording in dazais part, dirty talk, punishments, desk sex in both dazai and chuuyas part, bending over, DOM!chuuya, fucking u doggy, ass slapping, mean name calling (lovingly), rough fucking, kinda public sex, the thrill of getting caught, chuuya is a yap while having sex, he becomes a whiny bitch as he cums. ALL DIVIDERS/BANNERS MADE BY ME!!!!!

( ans ⟡). OH MY GOSH I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS 💀 let's ignore the fact that dazais part is shit and that I forgot about the cameras after fyos pt... anyways hi love! I don't take reqs but I rlly liked this idea so I took it as a suggestion <3 dw abt ur english I understood it !!

if u liked this imma need to know why

#( FYODOR🪽. ) wc; 934

he sighs, ivan had been nagging him all week, the already stressful month not helping with his situation. because of this, fyodor has had less time to give you any sort of attention, only merely passing a small greeting when you two meet each other in bed after the days are over. it isn’t until today, did you have enough of his busy schedule; and ivan’s touchy hands feeling your man up. body kneeling in between his legs, you look up with your dashing eyes—words being uttered with such disgrace and impurity as he suppresses a big sigh. “hey girls! let’s do an unboxing video today!~” unzipping his fly slowly, your eyes never leave his; camera settled in the corner recording everything. including what he was about to do to his brat.

“lyubov',” fyodor lifts your chin with his fingers, angling it so that your little camera stunt was capturing your expression. he gives you a shallow thrust, dick hitting so deep, it almost kisses your cervix. “it’s rude to ignore your audience. why don’t i cut you some slack, hm?” he suggests, switching your positions. turning your head away from the camera, it was clear as day that you wanted to turn it off to hump his dick freely, but you knew damn well your boyfriend wasn’t as nice as he made himself out to be.

he taps your thigh, “ride me dorogoy.” like a chain of commands, you move your hips, pussy sliding his dick in and out without much effort. “fyo..~” you moan, sweat rolling down your head as his cock bullies it’s way deeper inside. “no, brats don’t get to talk. brats need to earn the approval of their master.”— fyodor talks, as if he were your owner. after hearing that you needed to earn your privilege back, you embarked on your journey to make this one hundred percent harder for him. “no,” you stop moving, resting your body on top of his lap.

knowing your play, fyodor doesn’t take your disobedience lightly. “[name], my dear. pleasure me or don’t get off at all.” he warns. it was your last warning before fyodor grabbed his book from the nightstand and left you to rot on his dick until you got the memo. panic slowly starts to settle in once you realize the weight of the situation. you’ve been longing for his attention for so long and you got it! but at what cost? fyodor clicks his tongue, giving you a minute left to decide your next choice.

you bite your lip, hips moving slowly against him as he sighs and grabs his book anyways. “wait! i’m - i’m riding you!” you try to smack the book away, a sharp glare and a thrust knocking you back into place. “hn~ fyodor! why are you reading?!” you slam down onto his dick, skin being smacked and mushed together by sweat was echoed through the bedroom. ignoring your pleas and begging, fyodor simply flips to the next page, fully aware of the tears threatening to glass your eyes up if he didn’t start praising you like his good girl in the next few minutes.

your hands rest on his stomach, pushing your body up every time you fall back down in hopes of getting his attention back on you. “hah..~ fyo~ please-please pay attention to me..” you whine, clenching your walls. that seemed to get a reaction out of him, breath pausing just for a second before he recomposes himself and shakily turns to the next page. “fyo-dor!~” — “sorry, i couldn’t hear you over your blabbering.” he shuts the book, placing it aside. “what did my brat beg of me?” your pace sped up, hips and legs trembling from your approaching orgasm that was just on the horizon.

you were so close, but it wasn’t enough. you needed him to fill and fuck every spot in your pussy—and you were getting more desperate by the second. “well? i’m not asking for much, parshivets.” he leans forward, elbows propped up to support himself better. “what did you say in your previous sentence?” he sets his hands on your waist. tears has already welled up in your eyes—his cock nudging against your g-spot. “go on, tell me.” his face was near yours, eyes staring at yours while he captured your lips into a kiss.

his hips snapped up, angling it so that he was able to hit your spot head on with each passing thrust. “ghnn!!~” you squeal into the kiss, stomach tying into knots as your arms fall limp. “say it,” he moves down to your neck, biting down near the crook of it. “ah! hmm~ i - please pay attention to me!” you gave in when he starts speeding up his thrusts. “ ‘m to me! pay attention t’mee!!~” body giving out, you threw your head back as drool spread down your lips. “ ‘m sorry! pay attention to me!~ pay attention - ghhoo!!!”

“ah~ such lewd sounds coming from you,” fyodor groans, the grip of his hands tightening a bit as he feels his balls starting to empty itself. “fuck -!” he cursed, pretty unexpectedly, “take it all lyubov'!” he moans—dick so deep you could feel his load seeping into your womb bit by bit. all it took was one final thrust to send you into oblivion, eyes rolling back it turns white, your throat dry from all the gasping you emitted.

he sighs, feeling his stress starting to alleviate itself post-orgasm. “[name]? maybe you were right. maybe i do like this little bratty side of you—maybe i should start ignoring you more often, maybe-“ — “fyodor, no.”

#( DAZAI🪽. ) wc; 729

dazai slams the stack of papers onto his desk, the mental pressure of everything getting too overwhelming for him. this month has been pretty stressful, with this week’s case biting him in the ass. dazai swore that he would ditch work to leave it all to atsushi and kunikida, but unfortunately he was caught sneaking out the back by the latter. his punishment was to finish up everyone’s end of the month report and he was stuck in the office during late nights. you, being a clerk but also his girlfriend, decided that enough was enough, and that you needed his attention back on you—all huffy and displeased when he swats your hands away from his body. opting to go the difficult route, you push yourself under the desks and in between his legs, dazai’s wide eyes not expecting what you were about to say next. “hey girls!~ let’s do an unboxing videooo!!” you smirk, sliding the zip down to reveal his hardening cock inside his boxers.

your back slammed onto his desk, all papers and stationary thrown off in a hurry. you wince, the wood hitting you hard. “aw! had i known that my sweet little brat was in such a desperate headspace, i would’ve folded much sooner~” he sang, voice not matching the mischief in his smile. by now, his face was near your crotch—skirt hiked up as he pressed his fingers on the band of your underwear. “hey [name]’s friends! let’s do an unboxing video, hm?~” he chirps, dragging the piece of cloth down one leg, showing your vulva in full display. “look, girls! my girl is so wet!” he flicks your clit, not minding your flinch one bit.

“say… [name]?” dazai inquires, lips only inches away from your folds. his tongue drags across your pussy—from bottom to top. “mhmn~ what?” you huff out in pleasure, frustration agitating your sex from the lack of stimulation. “mm, nothing. just needed to make sure you were still with me,” he jokes, getting himself comfortable on his knees and securing your legs into his arms. “mmm’kay! gonna start, you better not move an inch or else.” after giving you his final warning and conditions, dazai starts going to town on your pussy. he starts by giving your clit tiny kisses before he sticks his tongue inside your folds.

arching your back, you let a moan ripple out, “fuck! samu!~” bunching his hair into your fists, dazai groans—tongue dipping inside your cunt. rotating between your clit and pussy, dazai doesn’t spare a single second on air, not caring about his dwindling oxygen levels. breathing can wait, his main goal was to get you to cum as fast as he can—attempting to set a new record for you both. “osamu! i- hold on~” you catch onto his little game, trying to pry his face off your crotch. intertwining his hands with yours, dazai traps it in his.

“no, my love..” he sighs, “you’ve already been too much of an attention whore earlier today. we don’t need more of your attitude right now.” dazai, now a little annoyed by your lack of compliance, decides that instead of edging, he’s going to overstimulate you until you’re crying and begging for his mercy. “lovely dear,” he starts. you feel the gears shift in your head as you realize your mistake; moving. “i’ve let you off the hook once, but i see.. you’re still repeating old habits.” slapping your pussy, you yelp, not expecting the force of the slap to be so harsh. “ow! what the fuck osamu?!-”

“nu-uh,” he cuts you off, his fingers replacing the empty loss inside your cunt. “ah!- osamu..!~” you completely change up your tune. the soft twisting of his fingers gets your brain muddled within seconds, a slight force pressing itself around your g-spot. “let's switch up our usual punishments for tonight.” he suggests, thumb rubbing your clit gently. dazai curls his fingers, making sure to angle it in a way that has you drooling. “we're going to stay in the office for overtime, and you'll cum on my tongue until sunrise.”

with his conditions set in stone, you knew you had fucked up by seeing his wicked smile. “you know what to say if you need me to stop.” in one swift motion, dazai is already lapping at your cunt with his hands pushing on your knees

#( CHUUYA🪽. ) wc; 897

chuuya didn't have time to entertain your little musings recently. it's not like he wanted to ignore you, trust him—he really didn't, but sometimes even time was out of his control and he was speeding against the clock to get this project done in time. having enough of him ignoring you, you stay beside him, chuuya thinking that you were just idly sitting next to him as a good support. but in truth, you already had a trick up your sleeve. sinking to the floor, you have your hands on his lap as you unzip his fly with an innocent expression on your face. “good evening girls! let's do an unboxing vid today!~” you giggle to yourself as chuuyas shocked expression morphs into that of irritation. getting up, he leaves you be—unfortunately for him, you had a plan b. slapping his ass hard, you give him a smooch before making a run for it down the hall, with your boyfriend loudly shouting at you to ‘get your ass back here’.

his hands knead the plush of your ass, his strong and veiny hands handling you roughly with some sort of care to it. “fucking bitch.” he mutters under his breath, bending you over his desk. “you didn't need to go the extra mile for my attention, but here you are,” chuuya unbuckles his belt. he pushes up your skirt, laughing in mockery when he sees the wet patch sticking on your underwear. “damn, couldn't wait huh? what? did you finger yourself before acting up?”

not waiting for an answer, he slaps your ass. the stinging pain making you bite your lip. “talkin’ to ya’, don't ignore me.” he pushes his boxers down to expose his rock-hard dick, tip leaking precum and all. he rubs his dick in the crack of your ass, asking if you could feel the effect you had on him. “yes - ah!- hu-hurry…” a shake breath left your lips as you feel the redhead align himself up with your hole. chuuya leans down, “y'know what to say, right sweets?” he whispers into your ear. nodding your head, you push your ass onto his crotch.

after receiving your consent, chuuyas hips slammed into yours—a loud moan rippling out of you both. “fuuuck,” he groans. “ahnn!~ haa..” trembling a bit, your hands latched to the edge of his desk. without wasting a single second to spare, chuuya starts humping you like a bitch in heat. pretty ironic considering his previous name calling from earlier. “hgn! chu - ah!~ chuchu!” you moan his name without shame. chuuya grunts, shoving your head into his desk. “dammit - fuck. shut up!” he shouts just barely above a whisper.

“you want my men to hear how much of a slut you are?” he questions, thrusts speeding up with each word. you don't have any time to breathe by how chuuya us knocking the wind out of your lungs every second. “to hear all your moans - when they already saw you act like an absolute porno bitch.” he grabs ahold of your hair and bundles it up into his palm. pulling you up, chuuya forces you to look at the slightly cracked open door.

“see that?” his voice is hushed, a huge contrast to your bitten muffles. “they won't even need to walk in, all they need'a do is walk by.” chuuya slaps your ass, “to see how much of an absolute cock slut you are for me.” you squeal when chuuya hits that certain spot inside you, legs kicking the ground as you try to sustain what's little left of yourself before you went full-blown whore for him. “chu!~ ghnn!!gonna!!~ mm! I'm gonna-cumm!”

chuuyas dick curves so perfectly inside you, the tip of his dick punching your g-spot and drags along it as he slides in and out of your cunt. “naaah, brats don't get to cum. hold it or don't cum at all.” he orders, hips not slowing down one bit despite his notion. “c-cant!!” you try to explain to him, your orgasm reaching its limit. chuuya doesn't listen however, your mindless blabber can be saved for when you're actually fucked dumb.

“you can,” he supports himself using one arm while his free hand wraps itself under your stomach, feeling his dick bulge your stomach. “wait for me dolly, alright?” he groans, his own high building up as soon as you whine so beautifully underneath him. you shake your head, cunt starting to burst glitter everywhere. “ ‘m sorry! ‘m soorrry!! sorrryyy!!!~” he hears you squeal in anticipation, dick nestled onto your spot as he grinds into you.

“aha~ shit pretty girl. yer’ still so fuck-ghn!- fuck, tight~” chuuyas breath is heavy, he sounds exhausted but you knew better than to believe that. he stamina was no joke and you could testify first hand to that. his hands grip your hips hard, thrusting so aggressively, you think he's going to drag the uterus out with him. “gunnacum-cumcum~ cumming - shit!~ [name]!!~” he moans your name rather loudly—hypocrite much. as he cums, chuuya bit your shoulder blade, hips stilling inside your pussy once white ropes shoot inside thick and creamy.

“fucking hell pretty - ‘m so sorry,” he whines into your shoulder, subtly rutting into you to ride out his high. “you're so pretty. my good girl, can't ever be mad at you.”—again, such a stark contrast to his earlier behavior towards you.

@rusmii 2024 . do not do the basic copy right shit pls.

taglist;;; @luvan1 @bfdazai @asqmi @squigglewigglewoo @liviash @doonifox @ishqani @briars-castle @iheartpieck @ezelium @little-miss-chaoss @kurolumiis

#𝙇𝙐𝙑 𝙍𝙐𝙉𝙄💕#I LIKED FHE CONCEPT #i’m sorry i couldn’t execute it better 😭😭😭#fyodor x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #fyodor smut #chuuya smut #dazai smut #bsd x reader #bsd smut #...𝗗𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞 <//3 #𝙇𝙐𝙑𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙇𝙎💌

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 4 months

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Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter crossover Masterlist

Ideas and headcannons

Two short ideas about Imposter SAGAU AU x Self-Aware BSD AU Crossover.

More short ideas about Imposter SAGAU AU x Self-Aware BSD AU Crossover

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. ADA Edition

About Heizou

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. Port Mafia Edition

How BSD Cast will treat people, who helped Reader

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. The Guild Edition

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. Rats in the house of the Dead and Decay of Angels Edition

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. Hunting Dogs Edition

Who helped Reader during Imposter Hunt

About Foul Legacy

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. The Government and Others Edition

About Nahida

Punishment for Fake Creator

Some questions about AU

More questions about AU. Part 3

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. BEAST Edition

About people, who helped

More about people, who helped

Oneshots

About reflections

About Arlecchino

Monster from the deep (Self-Aware! Howard Phillips Lovecraft x GN! Reader)

For your safety (Self-Aware! Tetchou Suehiro x GN! Reader)

Lost and found (Self-Aware! BSD Characters x GN! Reader)

He can't hurt anyone (Self-Aware! Saigiku Jouno x GN! Reader)

So much planning (Self-Aware! Dazai Osamu x GN! Reader x Self-Aware! Fyodor Dostoevsky)

Mora makes Teyvat go round (Self-Aware! Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald x GN! Reader)

When you were gone (Self-Aware! Nikolai Gogol x GN! Reader)

If you were not alone

Part I (Self-Aware! Platonic! Aya Koda, Self-Aware! Platonic! Katsumi, Self-Aware! Platonic! Shinji, Self-Aware! Platonic! Kousuke, Self-Aware! Platonic! Sakura, Self-Aware! Platonic! Yuu)

Part II (Self-Aware! Platonic! Kenji Miyazawa, Self-Aware! Platonic! Kyouka Izumi)

Part III (Self-Aware! Hunting Dogs)

Part IV (Self-Aware! Platonic! Atsushi Nakajima, Self-Aware! Platonic! Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Self-Aware! Platonic! Lucy Maud Montgomery)

Part V (Self-Aware! Platonic! Ranpo Edogawa, Platonic! Nahida, Platonic! Furina. Aranaras. Melusines. Small Elynas Cameo)

Part VI (Self-Aware! Teruko Okura, Self-Aware! Fyodor Dostoevsky, Self-Aware! Howard Philips Lovecraft)

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #imposter sagau #masterlist

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cloverandstuff · 22 days

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// BSD 114 SPOILERS

NEW THEORY ABOUT FYODOR FUCKING DOSTOYEVSKY

We found out that his ability was, in fact, not the touch of death thing he had going on for him.

That was an extension of Hawthorne's ability, using blood bullets that could instantly kill. He would use then for every instance we see him kill someone with only a touch.

We can deduce that the reason for this was because he didn't want anyone to ever touch him. He wanted to avoid that condition at all costs.

Why, is now the main question. Why would Fyodor want to avoid touch so much. Why go through the lengths and pains of making sure people were terrified of even being near him?

The simple reason is cause, it would fuck woth his ability. His ability is now basically confirmed to be immortality. Or at least, a weird version of it.

This is my guess.

He can switch his corpse with the life of someone else. This is an ability that transcends time. He can switch and all its functionalities with someone else and essentially warp through time because of it.

He still needs to experience death for this to happen, and the condition is still that he needs to touch someone for his ability to work. But that is not the only condition. He needs to touch someone AND he needs to die for his ability to activate.

When this happens, he switches bodies with the person he last touched, but keeps his appearance. He transfers all scars, injuries, aging and such to the person he switches with.

ANOTHER VERSION WOULD BE:

His ability works with the last person who killed him. He switches places with the oerson who killed him last. And now, it should be the helicopter driver, who is very much dead, or Dazai, who made the whole plan.

Or it could be Nikolai, since Fyodor was still very much poisoned and the ability may consider Nikolai to be his killer.

In any case, Fyodor has an ability that renders him unable to die, and drags other eople, whether he wills it or not, into it.

He may, as a religious person who considers death to be a blessing, take this as abilities being unatural and against the plan of God. He wants to eradicate all abilites because he has seen first hand what those who have abilities and have been affected by said abilities may do.

I'll link my previous theory that basically rxplains this here

EDIT: I can't believe I've done this. Hoe could I miss this?

Okay, so the blood splashing and veins popping is the same shit that happened to Kyoka's parents. We never found out who the ability user was in this case, so it could very well be Fyodor.

Now, the issue with this is that Kyoka's parents were anke to be controlled while in the case of the knight, the guy was just switched with Fyodor when the rat died.

So either Asagiri made Fyodor extremely OP or these are two abilities that are very much connected but not the same.

In any case, this does make the whole timeline of BSD a shit ton more complicated cause Fyodor could very well predict the future wit his ability.

#fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bsd fyodor #bungou stray dogs fyodor #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor bsd #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd theory #bsd theories #what the fuck are you fyodor #bsd 114 #bsd 114 spoilers

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haruchuiyo · 2 years

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Irresistible

irresistible kisses with fyodor

content: suggestive, established relationship, heavy makeout, slight nsfw, fluff, soft spoken fyodor. nickname such as ‘my dove’

gn!reader

haven’t written for bsd in ageeees, had to write for my rat king <3

NOT EDITED!

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Fyodor’s white ushanka hat is splayed on top his face as he lays down on the couch, his chest heaving up and down in even breaths. He is sleeping. And you couldn’t feel any happier knowing this. Him doing this means he is relaxed and not on guard, even though he seems calm most of the time. Sleeping makes you more vulnerable. His arm falls down, and you see how he is wearing gloves.

Kneeling down and sitting on the floor, you gently hold onto his clothed arm with one hand as the other goes to gently pull the glove out. It doesn’t budge, so you pull on the hem of the glove and as you do, his finger twitches and you still. Seeing him not move now, you continue to pull on the hem and tug the glove off. It’s off his hand and you smile at yourself for this little accomplishment. You go to stand on your knees to tug off the other glove and you succeeded at it as well.

He is still not awake and you take the moment to go back to sit on the floor. You were about to hold onto his hand when he twitches again and you look up at his, what you thought sleeping face, but he is awake. And he is looking at you with his pretty dark purple eyes.

“I thought you were asleep.” You say, your voice giving a hint of surprise. Fyodor gives you a lazy smile. Then you feel him hold onto your hand and place it on top of his hand.

“My dove,” he starts off, “yeah?” You softly reply. “the first finger twitch should’ve given it away. Didn’t you hear yourself slightly gasp?” He says and chuckles when he sees your eyes widen in surprise.

“I’m sorry I woke you.”

“Never did, now come here.” He says as he tugs into your hand while watching you and pats his chest with his other hand. Your hands feel soft in his hands which feels rough. “Lay on me, will you?” You feel yourself warm up at the thought of cuddling with him. “Of course.” You softly reply and Fyodor feels him smile even more at the sight of you looking rather eager to lay on him. Your place your each of your knee on the couch beside his hip and lay down. The entire process of it, Fyodor quietly watches you, you who are careful to not hastily lay down on him, taking it rather calmly and slowly. And you finally lay down. You feel his heartbeat when you place your hands on his chest, it’s beating in even paces. Your heart feels like it’s going to skip out of its place any minute. You place your cheek on his chest as you feel him place his hands on top of your back, close to your backside.

“This feels nice.” You say as you fiddle with the material on his shirt as Fyodor chuckles as he traces pattern on your clothed back. “I quite missed this.” You tell him. “Yeah?” You hear him say as you raise your head to look at him. He looks beautiful, his ushanka hat is somewhere unknown, his hair is splayed on the arm of the couch and he looks relaxed. You love it. His smile, the tint of fondness in his eyes as he looks at you. You feel him give your waist a slight squeeze and you slightly gasp in surprise not expecting it. You see Fyodor flashing you a grin cause of your reaction, he found it cute.

“Yes, I missed it.” You say when you remembered to speak. He doesn’t say anything else. He thinks you look serene. So out of this world. He quietly observes your face, the smile still on his face and the tint of fondness in his eyes. You feel him gently place his hand the back of your head and softly tangles his fingers in your hair. You sigh in content and then you feel a pair of lips press on top of yours. You part your lips in slight surprise, he slightly pulls away, his lips brushing against yours. He places his lips on top of yours again after he breathes you in. Smiling softly, you kiss him back.

The kiss is slow yet soft. Fyodor hums into the kiss when he feels you clutch onto the front of his shirt. The slow kiss feels out of this world, it’s so gentle, each of you are pouring your feelings into it. Fyodor holds onto your hips and presses you against him. A gasp leaves your lips into the kiss at the move. Which made you momentarily leave his lips and Fyodor doesn’t waste a second to kiss you again. You trace your hands up his shirt to tangle them in his hair. You give it a grip when he bites down on your lip, a soft moan leaving your lips. He kisses your lips again as if to eat your moan up.

You pull away, feeling a loss of oxygen. A slight groan leaves Fyodor’s own lips. He presses you against him again and you moan at the feel of your crotch brushing up against his. Fyodor takes the chance of when your head is slightly thrown back, to kiss you on the throat, on your pulse point and he reaches bottom of your throat close to your collarbone. He nips on the skin there and your grip on his hair tightens when he sucks on the same spot.

He traces his hands up to hold onto your face and makes you look at him. His eyes wavers as he looks at you. His eyes tinted with something else than fondness right now. Desire. His lips are swollen, there’s a slight blush to his cheeks and some of his hair is stuck on his forehead. Fyodor looks at you, your pretty swollen parted lips, he sees your chest heave up and down rather quickly, he sees the mark he left on your collarbone and couldn’t feel more proud of himself. A way to say you’re his.

Fyodor kisses you again, this time with desperation. You hold onto his hair even tighter if possible and you adjust your place on his body, to sit more comfortably. Fyodor reaches up, making you sit on his lap properly before he pushes you down, pressing your back against the seat of the couch. Now hovering over you in between your legs, he holds onto your face as he places his lips back on yours. He can’t get enough of you, of your soft lips and kisses. Your sounds when he touches you where you want him to touch, the gasp when he presses himself up into you, leaves your body overflowing with overwhelming sensations. You softly whimper when he leaves your lips momentarily to pepper your jaw with chaste kisses.

Seeing you so obedient and have this need for him, you look so much more irresistible in his eyes. He kisses you harder at that thought and you whimper into the kiss. Pressing your body against his, Fyodor groans into the kiss. Along the way, he manages to slid his hand under your shirt and touch your bare skin with his palm. You gasp at his cold touch and you open your eyes when you feel him pull away.

Fyodors hair is disheveled. “My dove.” His voice is deep, desperate as he gently bites down on your lower lip and tugs on it. He kissed down your chin to your pulse point.

“My sweet dove.” He mutters, his breath hot against your skin and he reaches the space between your neck and shoulder. “My sweet, sweet dove.” He whispers as he kisses you there.

You wrap your legs around his hips while moving your hands to his back, and you push up against him when you feel him bite down on the same spot. He grunt against your neck when he feels you dig your nails into his back, through his shirt. He takes a whiff of your scent, slightly groaning to himself wanting to inhale more of it. More of you.

He pulls his head up to look at you, you with tears in your eyes, hair disheveled, lips parted as you dig your fingers into him again, pulling you against him.

“Fyodor.” You whisper against his lips, his name leaving your lips like a plea. “My sweet dove.” He whispers back before he kisses you again.

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If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would be so appreciated :3

i want this man to kiss tf out of me bro he is irresistible smh

creds to my friend @wooaaawoa for the “my dove” nickname, without her I’d go with one that doesn’t sound like something fyodor would say <3

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originalartblog · 1 year

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I think abt Dazai Goosamu at least once a day. It's upsetting and hilarious how easily he could just. Be a goose. And somehow not loose any canon personality. This entire concept is a masterpiece and also I am obsessed with his rivalry with Fyodor in this au. Rat man has his one true intellectual opponent. And it's a particularly bastard-like goose.

The trick is to play it as straight as possible. Everything is the same. All of it. The absurdity only adds to it. I'm sure that if such a show actually existed, by the end of it you wouldn't even realize it looked weird from an outsider's point of view.

I'll also take the opportunity to say that if anyone wanted to do something similar, with a different show or not, please do. It's so fun. I'm absolutely not the first person to do something like that, and Goosamu was directly inspired by another bsd fanwork, join me in the absurd replace-a-character-by-an-animal club!!!

I cannot wait for the new season, I'm gonna have new material for goose edits. Just imagine.

#thank you for the ask!#ask answered #dazai goosamu

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well-dressed-sewer-rat · 1 year

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babe wake up new bsd organization just dropped

#according to my boyfriend now i need to make a t-shirt that says ‘facebook moms against dazai osamu’#nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol bsd #bsd nikolai gogol #nikolai bsd #bsd nikolai #gogol bsd #bsd gogol #sigma bsd #bsd sigma #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd shitpost #bsd [rat edition]#posts the tumblr gremlins liked for some reason [rat edition]

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simping-for-red-flags · 23 days

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While there's still a few minutes left of world rat day, have my fears for the next chapter of bsd

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd edit #fyodor dostoevsky #bsd fyodor #nikolai gogol #bsd nikolai #fyolai #ratman #world rat day #bsd meme #bsd memes

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valeriieah · 6 months

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chuuya nakahara (bsd) x male reader.

reader uses he/him pronouns, unrequited love, one sided-love, angst, rude language (shit, fuck, etc) EDITED.

quite short, but there will be continuations.

mister nakahara, chuuya, nakahara, dazai's dog, an executive. the demon prodigy, dazai, osamu, mori's right hand, chuuya's so called owner. and lastly, m/n, a non ability user, someone who could sit in a bench all day, chuuya's friend.

theres a huge difference between m/n's friendship with chuuya and with dazai's and chuuya's.

its simple, really.

it was dark, approximately 11PM in yokohama. a dim light shining upon two figures, m/n and chuuya. the sound of laughter.

"ah.. that definitely sounds like a you problem." m/n chuckled lightly.

"nah', its that stupid dazai's fault." chuuya shared a laugh, which m/n questioned right away.

"mm? 'dazai'?" m/n hummed.

"THAT fuckin' moron, ugh!" chuuya groaned out of frustration, in which the other male simply crooked the sides of his mouth to give him a small smile in confusion.

5:39PM, a few days later at the same bench. the leaves were rustling quietly, one landing at the middle of the bench, where the same two males sat, on the both sides of the bench.

"you're awfully early today, chuuya." m/n hummed, flipping through the pages of his brand-new book.

"well, yeah. i didnt have anything else to do anyways." chuuya sighed, chin resting at his palm, staring at the scenery towards the bench; a fountain.

after a long silence, chuuya was the first one to speak up. "whats so interesting about reading books, to you?" he asked to the other male besides him, quietly turning his gaze to the other male besides him, awaiting for an answer.

"its fun." m/n answered, not taking his gaze off of the book that hed been reading, chuuya immediately sighed heavily. "..seriously? whats so fun 'bout that?"

"its fun because its interesting, you know. discovering stories with different thoughts and authors, it makes me feel more understanding of the surroundings around me." chuuya simply raised a brow at m/n's statement, confused.

"haaah?" chuuya questioned in confusion. "whats that s'pposed to mean?" in which m/n answered with a short laugh.

"y'know, you awfully remind me of that rat bastard, except he didnt read books, he just understood and manipulated situations." chuuya quietly mumbled, before reaching for his pocket for a cigarette and a lighter, lighting up the cigarette and placing it to his lips, smoke surrounding the bench.

"it makes me feel aware of what the people around me feel like. makes me understand them better, i guess." m/n simply responded, chuuya hummed quietly.

. . .

and for the nth time, m/n's fists clenched upon hearing that man's nickname. the sunset wasnt enjoyable now than before.

bar lupin, at 8PM, a few days after. the same two figures sitting besides each other on the barstool.

chuuya, was drinking a whole glass of wine in one go, m/n was watching the red substance pouring a bit from the sides of his mouth.

chuuya finally was done chugging the red wine down his throat, placing back the bottle in the table. before rubbing away the excess wine on his face, using both of his palms to lean his face on.

"what's wrong, chuuya?" the other male asked, turning his gaze to chuuya before grabbing the wine bottle out of chuuya's direction.

"i 'dunno, i feel like, you know, like a.. uh..." chuuya closed his eyes forcefully, thinking. "like a void! yeah. feels like a void, empty and all." m/n simply hummed, turning back to his cup and chugging his wine in one go.

silence follows after that.

m/n hears a silent voice speak not a while later.

"i.. awfully hate that moron y'know?" chuuya mumbles.

"i know." m/n answered nonchalantly.

"but, im not so sure anymore. that time when he.. left me. it felt something else much more different than hate." chuuya quietly says, a change of emotion to his voice.

"you're sad." m/n answered, it took everything in m/n to not leave, it felt like thorns were stuck on his throat, it awfully hurts. "its normal to feel like that about a friend."

chuuya doesnt cry.

he looks down on the table, unable to deny.

"do you like dazai?" m/n spoke, chuuya's eyes widened, before changing back to normal.

silence overfills mid-conversation.

. . .

✤

"no, hes a stupid abnormal bastard, ive only seen him as a.." chuuya stops rambling, before turning his head to look at m/n.

m/n slightly tilted his head, awaiting for an answer.

chuuya sighs, "i dont like him."

m/n chuckles, finding it amusing. "do you?"

"i.. dont know?" chuuya finally answered truthfully, groaning out of frustration.

"hmm.." m/n hummed lowly. "i figured, you won't stop mentioning about him, calling names and such."

chuuya felt heat rush in his cheeks, immediately embarrassed. "y—yeah well, its a common occurrence to hate someone like him!" chuuya grunted out of annoyance.

m/n chuckles.

he wishes that he was dazai instead.

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#chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #male reader #angst #unrequited love #bsd

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