#bsd dostoevsky

[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.

[lunamonchtuna]

you desire love but push away affection? what are you? written by Dostoevsky?

[yamysh]

И еще немного комфортных достогоголей ♥

[iztea]

awkward helicopter ride back home

[crumbledtoast]

That Rat

[himcot]

for fenmuru's palette flashmob

[creantzy]

Not even art block will break my now 4?5? year streak of posting Fyodor for his birthday‼️(Yes it‘s back help me😭)

[imsofrancey]

fyodor was actually insane in the last chapter

[venelona]

coping with 119

[crowatyourwindow]

Since you all loved my pigeon Nikolai art so much, here's rat Fyodor :)

[thewickedjazzy]

Level 2: Hush [Waxplay] for Kinktober.

♡soft dom! fyodor d. x afab! reader.

♡Synopsis: fedya decides to swap "crime and punishment" for "pleasure and punishment," he really means it, with a paraffin candle on the side.

♡Warning: ņsfw, mdni, smųt, waxplay, oral (cunnilingus), cum play, multiple orgasms..etc.

♡Word Count: 1k.

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your hands claw at the couch cushion, knuckles turning white as you struggle to swallow your moans, needy lewd sounds slipping from you against your own will, pillowy thighs quivering and closing in around his head, he’s nestled between them, tongue exploring every sweet curve of your sex, slurping up the pleasure that floods from your empty, sweet cunt. your legs instinctively tighten even more as a gentle shudder rolls through you with each luscious motion, leaving you helpless to the way he makes you cum, over and over again.

feeling the pleasure coil through your lower nerve bundles again, a soft, breathy moan slips from your parted, puffy lips only to be swiftly silenced by fyodor's cold hand, pulling back his pink hot muscle from your clenching cunt right before you're about to reach the roller coaster of your orgasm.

“quiet now, lyubov,” he hisses, his fingers softly kneading your left thigh. “we wouldn’t want my men to overhear those sweet sounds.”

you manage a shaky nod, a few stray tears glistening against his palm as you try to obey. his amethyst irises dilate with lust, lips curving in an amused smirk. “good.. because you wouldn't want me to punish you, hmm?”

your head tips back, eyelids fluttering as you let out the smallest, muffled moan against his hand—a sound intended solely to pleasure his ears.

“oh you naughty thing! is that what you want? for me to punish you?” he leisurely pulls his hand away, standing tall between your quivering legs. you gaze up at him, lips trembling and eyes heavy from the unending orgasms. words elude you, trapped in your throat, unable to escape.

“f-edya?” you manage to utter, but it’s a futile effort as he turns to grab a candle resting on his study desk near the couch.

“do you know what this is?” he asks, tilting his head as he watches your eyes widen in apprehension. is he really going to punish you like your mother did when you misbehaved as a child? perhaps that’s why you feel a rush of excitement now—you should be ashamed that such a thing is amusing to you but you're too fucked out to give it a thought.

“a candle?” you breath out, trying to sit up but to no avail, your muscles are way too sore to move an inch.

he chuckles softly, slowly shaking his head, “It’s actually a paraffin low-temperature wax. it melts at a much lower temperature than regular candles, around 125 degrees fahrenheit. ideal for you sensitive skin. in addition to..”

your mind is too hazy to grasp everything he’s saying, but he clearly thinks he knows what he's doing, so you nod along with a blissfully clueless look on your face.

“you really don’t understand a thing, do you?” he muses, a teasing smile blooming on his lips.

“not in the slightest,” you reply, blinking twice as if trying to clear the fog from your hazy mind.

he leans in closer, his lips grazing yours like a feather, and just as you tilt your head to meet his for a kiss, a warm liquid begins to trickle down your collarbone. you gasp softly, feeling the molten wax glide over your skin, it feels unexpectedly gentle and soothing? wrapping you in warmth-a sumptuous sensation you hadn't anticipated. instead of burning, it caresses you, sending ripples of warmth and delight coursing across your body as it pools in the valley between your bare breasts.

“exquisite,” fyodor drawls, pouring more and more of the amber wax all across your collarbones and breasts, soft erotic whimpers feeling the room. once he’s pleased with the little painting he’s splattered across your body like a canvas with burgundy droplets embellishing your skin beautifully, he sits back between your thighs, slowly dripping more onto them.

“nnghh…f-edya…ah–” you gasp, head falling back as he spreads your legs wider. your breathing falters, barely holding back a cry when his lips wrap around your swollen clit, the sensation is way too much forcing more tears to stain your soft cheeks. you watch him make out leisurely with your delicious folds, long slender digits breaching your dripping pussy and curling them enough to tease your nerve bundles.

“oh my, my… you naughty thing,” he coos, fingers still fucking you, pale lips sucking around your clit again harshly. “about to come again?” his chuckle vibrates through your tight walls as they clench around his fingers, dragging a needy, high-pitched whine from you. “you love being my little masterpiece, hmm?”

you can't respond too spent to form coherent words, instead your hips rise to meet fyodor's probing tongue as he delves deeper, spitting between your puffy folds and catching every drop that spills from your drenched core, letting it slide down your lower cheeks and painting your thighs in a glossy sheen as if the molten wax is not adroning them so perfectly already. he can't help but palm his cock from beneath, stroking it in time with the rhythm of your trembling legs as they lock around his neck.

“please, d-don’t stop… ’m—so close, ngh fuhh-mmkk!” you barely register that his hand is muffling your moans, all you care about is the overwhelming pleasure of your impending orgasm as his fingers thrust viciously inside you. your toes curl from the extremity of the full-body orgasm building within you.

he devours you, reveling in the taste of your sweet nectar, slurping up every drop. he rests his head against your lower abdomen, breath coming in heavy gasps. as his hand work faster around his cock before he shoots thick ribbons opaque seed into his palm.

“good luck cleaning me up, because there’s no way i’m moving a muscle,” you try to chuckle, but it came out as a breathy whine.

he chuckles lowly still catching his breath and just as he is about to lean in for a kiss, a loud knock cuts through the room, followed by nikolai's cheerful voice. “fyodor! you in there? sigma doesn't want me to play with his cards ugh!… uh, why does it smell like a candle factory exploded?”

“Iisus khristos! i desperately need a break,” he sighs dramatically before grabbing a nearby towel.

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[denkies]

[iwamimimimi]

[iztea]

imagine if they didn't pull that sword out of Bram in time and then Fyodor got reincarnated as a lollipop stick

[blake-cain-comics]

Go easy on me I haven't practiced animation in like 7 years 😅

[sushi-atsushilover]

° DOA trio Sleeping/Cuddling Headcanons °

Dividers by @selysie

Summary: How the DOA trio men are like when sleeping/cuddling.

Contains: Fluff, sfw, kind of silly and crack, Fyodor is kinda toxic(this is Fyodor we're talking about ya'll), Nikolai being Nikolai, mentions of Nikolai trying to suffocate you with a pillow, mentions of Nikolai trying to (affectionately) kill you, Nikolai's shenanigans, Manga spoilers, knives etc.

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Fyodor Dostoevsky

• Does bro even sleep tho-

• He barely sleeps and usually like, really late at night. He's smart so he obviously realizes that as a human, he has to sleep.

• But here's the thing, you'll never see him when he gets in bed nor notice it. Even if you stay up all night out of curiosity, you will not notice this rat. Picture this: you're lying awake, trying to notice when Fyodor comes in. You blink and BAM- bro is in bed and you did not notice when. What's more is that he's looking at you like the picture above.

• Bro is judging heavily, but he's also mildly amused. You might or might not get jumpscared by how sudden it was, that depends on you.

• Oh yeah, he's anaemic, so obviously he didn't move so fast that you didn't notice. He just sneaked up on you. And entered secretly through a secret entrance that exists because, well, it's Fyodor. What else do you expect.

• If you ask him about it, he'll just talk in riddles like always and just smile his mischievous rat smile.

• Now, about cuddling, he's not exactly a very cuddly person. And you know how he sneaked up on you to get in bed without you noticing? I know for a fact he won't be able to cuddle you as stealthily. I headcanon that bro is cold af. He might not be cuddly but I know for a fact he randomly sneaks and trails his fingers/hands across your body at random to get a reaction from you. Argue with the wall, you cannot convince me otherwise.

• He's polite and refined so obviously he won't touch you in a perverse way, but he'll just randomly start trailing his cold ass fingers on your arm or spine to mess with you. He knows he runs cold and he is going to take advantage of that.

• He might cuddle you to get warmer, or because he just feels like it. He'll honestly treat you like some kind of cuddly pet, like a cat. He'll hold you and brush his fingers through your hair while mentioning how clingy you are.

• If you really wanna cuddle, he might let you sit on his lap and straddle and cuddle him. Given that you won't bother him.

• Bro would honestly just want you to sit on his lap like some obedient pet; I honestly don't think he'll be able to love someone like a person. He might see you as some kind of prize or pet, he's way too possessive and controlling to be healthy. But if you're into that ig you'll be fine?

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Nikolai Gogol

• Did you seriously think you could sleep when he's nearby?

• Cmon guys, this is Nikolai we're talking about.

• Bro will NOT let you sleep. You, Dazai and Fyodor are gonna become the insomniac trio with this one. Neither of you get any sleep, either because of Nikolai, sleep problems, or you're just busy planning world domination.

• Like maybe if he's feeling extra nice he might let you sleep. Still maximum 5-6 hours.

• He's going to be brushing your face with bird feathers and giggling maniacally as he does. He might trail knives and guns to get more of a reaction.

• Don't worry, he's not trying to kill you. Or is he?

• We will never know but sleep with your eyes open. I mean, we kinda do know, Nikolai tried to kill Fyodor because he thought his freedom would be limited. But at the same time he was kinda sad when he thought he died. So, uhhhh, yeaah😃😃.

• He once tried to (affectionately) suffocate you with a pillow. Moral of the story: Sleep with your eyes open if you can even sleep that is.

• And all of the sudden, Nikolai is being really sweet and is cozily tucked into the bed, eagerly waiting for you to get in. And obviously, you're suspicious, because what is this demonic jester up to this time?

• He begins coax you into getting in bed, cheerfully assuring you that nothing's wrong. liar

• And when you finally get in he quite literally snatches you, wraps himself around you and starts to roll around and giggle psychopathically. You are now trapped, best of luck trying to get out.

• As for cuddling in general, he's not really picky on who spoons who. He does prefer to be cuddled though. He'll just randomly teleport over to you and stuff his face in your chest.

• He does NOT care what gender you are or whether you have badonkers or not. He WILL stuff his face into your chest.

• The question isn't whether he's the big or small spoon, the question is when will he let you sleep peacefully without interruption, and if he'll ever stop trying to kill you.

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Sigma

• I just realized that 2/3 of DOA trio doesn't get any sleep. It's probabaly not canon, but think about it. He runs a casino, he's busy and stressed out. I feel like he has dark eye circles.

• As much as he looks like someone who'd love some sleep, cuddles and comfort, he does not get enough of it. He gets to bed really late at night, and he can't even sleep and cuddle for that long as he has to get up early💔💔. #Sigmadeservessleep

• He'd try his best to not wake you up when he gets in bed, and then he'll start snuggling against you for some comfort.

• If you're still awake please ask him about his day and tell him that he did great, it's written in the guidebooks that he'd love it if someone said that he did a great job💔.

• I feel like he'd be a little spoon; after a hard day of work, all he wants is to be cuddled and given princess treatment.

• He'd sleepily grumble about problematic clients while snuggling cozily against you.

• He reluctantly gets out of bed in the morning, no matter how much he just wants to stay in bed he'll have to go. He has a casino to run after all.

• If it's day off, he'll probably spend most of his time in bed cuddling with you. Until Nikolai breaks in to terrorize him.

• You cannot convince me otherwise, Nikolai would annoy Sigma to an inch of his life.

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