#yandere fyodor dostoevsky x reader

[aluraveil]

Revelation

Pairing: Yandere Fyodor x Reader

Sypnosis: Your boyfriend, the one who's loved and cared for you a lot turns out to be a dangerous criminal. You were unaware of this, but once the truth comes out, what will you do now?

TW: Massive plot spoilers for BSD manga, yandere content, manipulation, character death (NOT reader or any MAJOR chars), unhealthy relationship dynamics, swearing, Fyodor himself. Extremely rushed because I want to fantasize about Fyodor and the latest chapters with him in it. Sorry for horrible writing and quality.

Word Count: 1.8k

The low clanking of dishes and the busy atmosphere was all that filled your ears.

You were currently sitting in a cafe, all by yourself waiting for your lover to arrive. You began to feel sadness creeping into your heart because you’ve been waiting here for over an hour now. Many thoughts were beginning to rush into your head and you couldn’t help but be lost within them.

“Are you still waiting for your date?” That voice suddenly caught you off guard. You turned your head over a little and you noticed that she was carrying a mountain of dishes. The waitress peaked her head over a bit to the side. After recovering from the initial shock, you mustered up a reply, with a sad expression on your face. “Yeah.. he’s still not here.” Had Fyodor just decided to stand you up? You physically frowned at the thought.

“Aw I’m so sorry about that,” The waitress offered you a sad smile. “If you need anything, you can call me over.” You nodded your head and the waitress began walking back with the faint clanking of the dishes being stacked on top of each other.

Work had made it so that you and your lover wouldn't spend time during the day together very much. 

“Oh? My job..?” Fyodor hummed as he lifted his cup of tea. “I work for the… military.” 

“Oh how wonderful.” You took a bite out of your biscuit, “Pretty nice how we both help the general public right?” You shot him a smile. “I work for the Armed Detective Agency.”

You didn’t fail to notice the way Fyodor’s eyes immediately darkened for a split second and he immediately choked on his tea and started coughing rapidly. Confused, you were immediately concerned. You immediately stood up with the intention of helping him before Fyodor raised his hand signaling you to sit back down.

“Pardon me Y/N,” Fyodor said as he raised a glass of water to his throat. “It seems that I was drinking the tea too quickly.” He sat the glass down as soon as it was empty. “You were quite worried for me right there, weren’t you Y/N?” Fyodor shot a grin at you.

“W-Well.. I- uh..” You stuttered, “Hey that’s not fair!” Your face flushed red in embarrassment. “I wouldn’t want you to choke okay?” You crossed your arms and pouted.

Fyodor smirked as he noticed how flustered you look. How cute, he thought.

“Stop giving me that look,” You sulked. “You’re making me feel embarrassed!”

You remember that was your first date with Fyodor. How long ago that was, and look at how close the two of you got. That memory warmed your heart a little just by thinking of it.

Ring! Ring!

The ringing of the entrance bell took you back to reality. Curious, you looked over to see the source of the sound. Your lover finally showed up.

“I’m so sorry I’m late,” Fyodor shot you an apologetic smile. “Work kept me… preoccupied.” He walked over and pulled out the chair on the other end of the table before he sat down.

“Well what even happened?” You asked with a gloomy expression. You looked up and noticed a splotch of red on his white hat. It caught your eye due to the contrast in color. “Fedya? Is that..” blood? 

Fyodor’s expression went from confused. He pondered in thought for a minute before he realized what you were trying to say. “No dear… it’s just wine.”

“An arrogant prick..” Fyodor trailed off before changing the subject, “I think it’s best if we don’t… discuss matters related to work. Afterall, we don’t always get the opportunity to go on dates.”

He reached over the table and put his hands on top of yours, “I apologize again for making you wait this much.” He leaned in closer and stared lovingly into your eyes. “I love you. You’re the most important thing in my life.” He squeezed your hands tighter and your heart fluttered, “Please let me make it up to you. I’ll do anything.”

Fyodor knew just the right words to make you feel better. Your heart was brimming with many different emotions. You loved him so much, and even though he made you wait this long, you couldn’t help but believe it was worth it in the end. 

You could hear a tiny voice in the back of your head telling you that there was something terribly wrong. From the way he was so late, his demeanor, and that strange spot on his hat. Your head was screaming at all of the red flags. All your senses were telling you to run. To run and to never look back. But your boyfriend would never lie to you. You shook your head and pushed those unwanted thoughts out of your mind. There was nothing wrong. It’s not his fault that he was held up at work because he’s dedicated to serving the military and he wants to help the common people. He’s a good person. Plus he wants to make it up to you and he apologized immensely.

You’re overthinking things.

Right?

Going against the tiny voice in the back of your mind, you hushed it out with the next words that you said.

“I forgive you. I love you too much to stay mad at you forever.”

“But I want to know though!” You said, brimming with curiosity. “What’s your job in the military like?”

“I work in the strategic department..” Fyodor replied, “Essentially, all that I do is that I design plans that allow us to gain the upper hand over our enemies.” Fyodor’s eyes darkened a bit with a suspicious glint and he looked up from his teacup and landed onto your form. “Why do you want to know?”

“Oh well you know!” You nervously scratched the back of your head feeling nervous from his intense gaze, “Just plain curiosity is all!”

“The way that you keep inquiring about my… occupation, you seem as if you are gathering intel from me to report back to an enemy organization.”

-

Work at the detective agency has been busy ever since the Decay of Angels has come along. Your mission today was to be at the airport to stop Fukuchi from getting his hands on the One Order. However, things took a huge turn when Fukuchi’s plan was revealed and he ended up dying.

You were informed of this by your partner Atsushi as the both of you are running to the roof of the airport to stop a mysterious person from escaping with the One Order.

“He’s an extremely dangerous man named Fyodor.” Atsushi explains.

What? Fyodor? Like your boyfriend Fyodor?

Your confused expression is evident and Atsushi makes a comment about you somehow knowing this Fyodor person. You obviously deny because there’s no way your boyfriend Fyodor was involved in this.

You both reach the roof of the airport as the mysterious man turns around wearing a long black suit and you’re shocked when you realize it’s Fyodor. 

“Fyodor, how could you?” You cried out. “I don’t believe it! I don’t believe you’re the enemy!”

“The enemy?” Fyodor gasped as he put his hand over his mouth to hide his faux shock. “I am not the enemy my dear. I plan to cleanse this world of all ability users, I am merely doing a noble thing.”

“Did you ever love me?” You yelled as you started to feel tears forming in your eyes.

Fyodor’s expression softens. “Of course I did. I’ve always loved you myshka. I care a lot about you, I am merely doing my duty in cleansing this world full of sin.” He extends his hand out to you, “would you care to join me in my mission as my lover? If so, I’ll spare the tiger boy.”

“He’s lying, don't listen to him Y/N!” Atsushi screamed. “He’s a selfish, twisted and evil man!”

As if you were in a trance, your hand began to reach forward on its own, a symbol of your blind trust in Fyodor no matter the circumstance. Just as you were about an inch from taking his hand, you paused and slapped his hand away.

“I will never join you in your twisted schemes Fyodor!” You spat with a fierce look on your face.

“Oh how rude. And here I was giving you the opportunity so I wouldn’t have to force you.” Fyodor’s face wrinkled in disgust. “Amenogozen, kill the tiger boy!”

Just like that, Atsushi’s body was slashed over and over again until he became nothing but bubbles.

“No Atsushi!” You cried out running over to his body. “Please don’t leave me!”

Atsushi’s eyes began to close as he was nearing his own death. The attack was so sudden that he didn’t even have time to react.

“Whatever you do Y/N,” Atsushi said with his dying last words. “Don’t join him!”

You got there too late as the only thing you did was manage to hug a bunch of bubbles.

“What did that monster do to Atsushi?” You yelled out in anger as your knees gave in and you were on your knees now on the floor. “Bring him back now!”

“I’m afraid the tiger boy is gone my dear.” Fyodor smirked as he began to walk towards you. “I’m gonna give you one last chance now love. You can join me willingly or you can make me get my hands dirty and have me force you to join me.”

“Think hard now.” Fyodor taunts, “Which one should you pick?”

You felt the gravity of the situation truly weigh down upon you. You had nobody left. There was no way the agency or anyone in the world could defeat Amenogozen nor Fyodor. He’s just too powerful. You couldn’t escape him either because he would always find you. Why? Why did it have to be Atsushi? Why couldn’t it have been you?

You took a minute to weigh your options before finally deciding to go with Fyodor. You took his hand and he caged you in an embracing hug similar to how a husband would show affection to his wife.

“I’m glad you didn’t make this difficult for me.” Fyodor says. “Now come on, we have work to do.”

Fyodor holds your hand as his other hand wields divine order. He leads you and Amenogozen onto a plane where he plans to execute the final part of his plan when he lands. 

Somehow, someway, you found yourself seeking Fyodor’s love and affection. You began to crave his touch once more as you place your head and lay it down on his shoulder.

For a minute, you’re hesitant about what you just did before Fyodor wraps his arms around you. The two of you stay like this for the rest of the plane ride and for a moment, you wished that it could stay like this forever, you wished that you could forget about the tiger boy and just join Fyodor. 

In the end, your love for Fyodor was what reeled you back to him. Not even his crimes could deter you from him.

[yandere-romanticaa]

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐎𝐀 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧:

masterlist.

ŌCHI FUKUCHI: Virgo, Pisces, Leo

BRAM STOKER: Taurus, Aquarius

FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY: Capricorn, Cancer

NIKOLAI GOGOL: Libra, Sagittarius, Aries

SIGMA: Scorpio, Gemini

[invidiia]

yandere fyodor x gn reader who loves books to a whole other extent. there isn’t a moment when they aren’t holding a book with them. it’s kinda like they have an emotional attachment. so when they get kidnapped, they’re constantly begging to go to the library, swearing they’re behave

❐ - yandere!fyodor (bsd) x reader who loves books

note ; um were gonna pretend like this didn't take fucking FOREVEER, and 170+ followers HELLOOO? ILY ALL TYSMM

prompt ; in the ask above!!

warnings ; kidnapping, yandere/obsessive themes, stalking mention, gender neutral!reader

fyodor is a cold man, but he admires your interest in books, even if interest is an understatement. your love for books had especially drawn him closer to you, and it was one of the key parts of you that drove him to such an obsession.

but even if fyodor loved books just as much as you did - which, he doesn't, - he wouldn't allow you to leave for the library at all.

he absolutely loved how you were so interested in books, but he wouldn't let you leave the home he had trapped you in. the most he would give you is monitored internet access, to look up and order the books you really wanted. most of the time, fyodor just went out to buy the books himself, bringing them back for you to read when you pleased.

he never minded it, either. fyodor enjoyed bringing you books. he would ask you which books you wanted, and bring home the ones you requested, along with similar ones he thought you would like.

fyodor also enjoyed sitting next to you or standing behind you while you read, peering over your shoulder and reading along the pages with you.

when the man first took you, you asked him if he had any books to read to keep yourself from succumbing to boredom. fyodor wasn't very surprised, he actually expected you to say something like this. all that time stalking you in the library had led to this moment, huh?

if he trusted you enough, he would actually bring you to the library. he didn't mind taking you there, the only issue would be you escaping. but even after fyodor was sure you wouldn't try to escape him, he still kept a hand somewhere on you, whether it was around your waist, on your shoulder, or holding yours.

[astral-gamma]

𝘼 𝙂𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝒩𝒾𝓀𝑜𝓁𝒶𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐹𝓎𝑜𝒹𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻𝒸 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝓈<𝟥

CW: mention of blood-death related stuff Note: my philosopy class inspired me and its not actually good/hj

The complexities of the human mind often defy simple explanation. Among the myriad of puzzling phenomena, the paradoxical nature of a man who indulges in acts of violence while harboring a soft spot for a select few is particularly enigmatic.

Imagine a man whose very existence seems to defy conventional morality, a figure shrouded in the shadow of his own actions. He moves through life with a chilling indifference to the sacredness of human life, finding perverse pleasure in the act of taking it. Each victim is nothing more than a pawn in his twisted game, a means to satiate his insatiable appetite for power and control. For society, he is the epitome of evil incarnate, a threat to be feared and loathed.

Yet, in the midst of the darkness, there exists a faint glimmer of light, a fragment of humanity that refuses to be extinguished. In fact, this man, despite his propensity for violence, possesses a peculiar predilection for a few selected individuals, among whom you find yourself inexplicably included.

In the eyes of the world, you are nothing more than another potential victim, yet in his gaze you see a spark of something deeper, something almost akin to "love?". It is a disconcerting observation, because how can you reconcile the tenderness of his gaze with the brutality of his actions? How can love and violence coexist in the same heart?

 For this man, the line between love and hate, between tenderness and cruelty, is blurred beyond recognition. In your presence, he finds comfort amidst the chaos, a respite from the darkness that threatens to consume him ever faster.

Yet even if you feel drawn to the warmth of his affection, you cannot ignore the chilling reality of his true nature. Because beneath the facade of tenderness hides a monster, a predator whose bloodlust knows no limits. Loving him means dancing on the precipice of madness, risking being consumed by the darkness that lurks in his soul or being thrown away after he gets fed up with you.

In the end, the riddle of the killer who has a thing for you remains unsolved, a mystery that defies any easy explanation.<3

[literatureloverx]

Random things BSD MEN would say to you / about you:

“The frills look very beautiful on you, мышка. You look like a divine being sprung from a scandalous rococo painting.”

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, age unknown, secretly drooling over his wife.

“I thought I was going to DIE without you, bella~! How could I let another second pass without your lovely presence blessed upon my very being?!”

��Dazai Osamu, 22, walked in on his girlfriend changing into another dress for the night because he couldn’t (didn’t want to) wait any longer.

“Damn. My girl is so hot.”

—Nakahara Chuuya, 22, the biggest fan of his girlfriend, dumbfounded by his lover’s beauty and currently trying to comprehend why his pants feel so tight.

“I brought you a gift! Would you like to guess what it is, dove?! Guess! What do I hold behind me?”

—Nikolai Gogol, 26, holding a bunch of white roses behind his cape, which he himself painted red with blood (his methods are questionable).

“I did not expect to see you here. What are you holding..? Oh….t—*dry silence*….thank you. It wasn’t necessary.”

—Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, 20, trying to hide the soft blush creeping upon his cheeks and ears. He finds it thoughtful and endearing *cough cough* that you’ve prepared him a bento box.

TO MY OTHER WORKS => HERE

[animeyanderelover]

I already did this concept with Dazai in those Hc's so I will not add him in here again.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, clinginess, manipulation, blackmailing, bribing, paranoia, attempted murder in Nikolai's part, isolation, abduction, death of reader in their previous world

Tags: @shumidehiro @izanami78 @leveyani

Isekai'd into their world

Nakahara Cuuya

🟠Bullshit! That’s the initial reaction that Chuuya has when he finds out. There’s a limit to how much he is willing to believe even though throughout his life he has seen some things you’d have to witness with your own eyes to believe in them. It is true that there is nothing about your past he has been able to dig up as your life has seemingly started the moment you were discovered by an elderly couple on the streets. You’ve always claimed that you couldn’t remember anything before you where found and since there has been nothing the police was able to find out about your past, they gave up on the case as you were slowly assisted into society. Chuuya doesn’t believe your claims though that you suffer from amnesia. He might be hotheaded but he’s been working for the Port Mafia for years now, has even been made an Executive. The one skill you develop in this position is to get a fairly good read on the person in front of you, on their body language as well as on whether or not they speak the truth or not. So whilst he has no solid proof about whether you lie to him or not, there is this intuition that he has in his guts that there is something you are hiding.

🟠His overprotective and paranoid thoughts tend to spiral so his first assumption is that maybe there is someone after you and that you’re on the run. If that is the case you don’t have to worry. Chuuya can and will provide protection if someone is after your life. The longer you remain silent about your past, the more impatient he grows. Chuuya hasn’t always been honest to you either, especially regarding his position in the Port Mafia. But you needlessly fuel his anxiety as you don’t reveal anything, only feeding his paranoid thoughts as he wonders what you could hide that is so atrocious that you don’t even want your lover to know. Yet when you tell him the truth finally, sensing that he is close to snapping, he gets mad at you. Are you mocking him?! Don’t lie to him now! He doesn’t believe you. He doesn’t believe you until you see yourself forced to reveal everything you know about him. You know about Sheep, about Arahabaki, about the Port Mafia and about so much more. Only then does he believe you. The truth did not ease his worries though. No, instead Chuuya feels betrayed. Betrayed that you have known everything about him from the very beginning.

🟠He can’t hide. He can’t pretend anymore either. What’s the use? You know everything about him. With no facade to hide anything anymore Chuuya grows weirdly aggressive yet vulnerable. He doesn’t know how he should deal with this situation where he had no control over what he reveals about you and what not. It is fucking weird to know that in your world he doesn’t even exist and is instead a fictional character. What do you even think about him when he stands in front of you? Do you even see him as a real person? With really nothing to lose anymore Chuuya just abducts you then and there, unable to come up with another solution on how to handle this situation. Obviously he doesn’t tell anyone else about you though as he himself has to properly come to terms with the truth. As heavy as the feeling of betrayal sits though, there’s also desperation and paranoia. Desperation because he feels like he deserves to find out more about you as well since you already know far too much about him and paranoia now that he understands that you’ve died before in your world. You can’t be fine after all that happened, right? He’s going to help you.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

🍎Fyodor has always deemed you to be someone who stands out from the common crowd, for reasons he doesn’t understand either. Perhaps it is because your eyes perceive what others can’t see as he will never forget his first encounter with you. The glimpse of pure fear in your eyes as you gazed at him, seeing the demon disguised as a man. The way your body flinched away from his touch as he reached out to you, sensing the doom that would befall you the moment he’d feel your body. Only very few people have ever been able to realise him for the higher being that he is and it is the fact that a common sinner like you sees right through him upon first meeting him that makes you special. Fyodor tests his theory out only once by cornering you, giving you no chance to hide behind others as you are left alone with him. The sadist in him is relishing in the untarnished fear he sees in your eyes, purple orbs gazing at you as you slowly move away from him. He doesn’t follow you but he doesn’t have to. You poor thing now can’t run away from him anymore. You’ve dared to catch the devil’s interest and for that you will greatly suffer for Fyodor only knows how to take and destroy.

🍎It is when he figures out that you have no past that you only deepen his obsession. It’s intriguing. No past sins to judge you by, no trace of an existence stained in impurity before you appeared in this city. No matter how much research Fyodor does, he’s unable to figure you out. You’re a mystery to him, to a messenger of God. Oh, it is indeed a dangerous game you are playing. What could you be possibly hiding from him that is so forbidden that not even he can know? It’s like you’re trying to trigger him and it is this lack of control, the inability to cast divine judgment upon you as you are incomplete without a past to hold you accountable for that leads Fyodor to do something he normally never does. He rushes the process slightly, lures you faster into the spider’s web until you are trapped. The first thing he asks of you to confess is your past, the one thing he can’t find out about you. What are you? Are you a sinner or are you something more? No normal human should be able to deprive him of information he can always gather. The time for your confession has finally come, the day of your judgement has at last arrived. Now then you little mouse, confess.

🍎If only you would know how much you fuel his obsession the moment you are forced to reveal the truth to Fyodor. A sinner always pays with death to free them of their sins yet you have already died in your own world before you were brought to his own. You are free, or at least freer, of sins than anyone else on this planet. So before this world can ruin you once more he is going to isolate you, to shield you from the impurities of this world. After all it is the duty of an angel to bring salvation to those who are worthy. Now he also understands why you were so afraid the moment you saw him. What was the first time for him to ever meet you was after all only the first time for you officially meeting him as you had seen him multiple times before as nothing more than a fictional character in your own world. Maybe there is a scientific explanation of how it is possible for you to be transported into a world that was only fictional in your old reality but Fyodor pushes another agenda onto you. Have you ever considered it to be the will of a higher being? Have you ever considered it to be a second chance given to you? Don’t you worry too much. He will help you flourish in this world.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️​BadumBadumBadumBadum. The melody of your heart when Jouno finds you one day stranded in an alleyway is certainly a good indicator of the fear and the anxiety currently swirling around inside your mind. Be assured though, he is here to help the little wounded puppy he's found himself right now. You'll just have to tell him who you are and where you are from and he'll get you safely back. That is at least the plan, the only problem is that you refuse his help. Hmm, that is strange. You're acting a bit suspicious, you know? Your little heart is telling him that his appearance seems to have only increased whatever stress you've already felt before. Is there something you're trying to hide from him? Even though his eyes are not able to perceive you, you don't strike Jouno as someone who has done something wrong that would force him to take actions against you. Still, he interrogates you, at least until he has gotten his confirmation that you haven't done anything criminal nor plan to do so. Technically that should be enough yet your heartbeat still hasn't calmed down. He's the reason. You're afraid of him. A reaction that usually only the bad guys have when seeing him.

♦️​The Hunting Dogs are heroes even internationally, normally citizens like you rejoice when seeing him. There are still things he'd like to ask you but you actually seem to gather some courage, tell him shortly that he has no reason to keep you trapped any longer since he has gotten his comfirmation. He isn't exactly pleased with the tone you use but he lets you go, though he's still quite dissatisfied with what he has gotten. As if fate is smiling down upon him though he soon has the pleasure to meet you again. You're still as close-lipped as the first time he met you but since he has now figured out where you work he decides to make acquaintances with your co-workers who are far more talkative. He can sense you standing there in the corner, your heartbeat going crazy as they tell him that you've recently started working here and haven't told them much about your past either. So you really just keep it a secret from anyone. That only makes him more curious, you know? With his position it is relatively easy to gather intel on you though it is when he is served with little to nothing that he truly starts realising that you must carry quite the secret around.

♦️​That is the kickstart of his obsession as he wants to figure out what it is you are hiding. What is the dark secret you don't want anyone to know about? His only clue lies in you and so he torments you with his visits, constantly attempting to guess what it is you are hiding only to never figure it out. How could he have known that you died in your previous life only to be reincarnated into a world that was purely fictional in your old world? It is after the abduction that you are left with no choice but to spill out the truth and as much as he would like to ridicule you for such an otherwise blatant lie, your heart is not lying. You're actually speaking the truth. And Jouno doesn't know how to reply to that, just staring at you with a furrowed face as if considering what the best response or even best reaction is to the truth he has so desperately wanted to know for so long now. You think that you see a glimmer of unease appearing on his face before he suddenly bends down, his hands grasping your chin. Just how much do you know about him? Even though you are his beloved Saigiku has ever considered revealing too much to you yet perhaps you already know too much, leaving him strangely vulnerable.

Nikolai Gogol

🕊️​To Nikolai you have always been entertaining. He has the fondest memories of the both you meeting for the first time, a sentiment you most likely don't share with him. After all it was obvious from the very first encounter that all that you felt for him was dread even though his disguise should have been immaculate, able to fool anyone else. He hides his sinister and twisted character when he needs to do so yet you have seen right through him and it is this seemingly keen intuition of yours that has gotten him so invested in you. Nikolai has never meant for this interest of yours to stay nor to develop into a burning passion that threatens to rip him off the wings he so desperately hopes to obtain. The demon threatening to steal his soul is none other than you, his crooked feelings for you spinning and turning as Nikolai finds himself trapped between two clashing desires. One is to obtain his freedom by murdering you, another one is his desire to keep you and share his sad fate of isolation and oppression due to his own feelings with you. It is a constant inner fight and more than just once has he considered ending your puny life yet there is one factor that ultimately stops him.

🕊️​He plans to torment you, to ruin the life you have so carefully built for yourself and the freedom you have in it yet it is the little information he can gather that has him pausing. No family, no friends, no past. You are essentially like a ghost who appeared overnight. He has no past which he could use to chain you down, nothing personal he could hold against you and that knowledge that he can't properly oppress you unless he knows about it torments him and only infuriates him more as if you were indirectly mocking him. Fine, he'll cut the games short then. When you wake up the next time, it is in a little cage with a cheerful Nikolai asking you how you're doing and if you have slept well. That grin only widens and turns into somethin hideous when he sees your eyes overflowing with fear. Yes~ Let that fear corner you and tie you down. Share your suffering with his own. There is still something, you precious dove, that he really needs to know. Only then can he fully drag you down to the bottom of despair with him after all. You need to tell him a bit more about your past. Your family. Your friends. He needs them for his plans. Imagine his surprise when he sees the relief appearing on his face.

🕊️​That grin on his face disappears as he realises the truth, even if only for a short moment. It isn't the fact that you are from a different world, it isn't that you died in your previous world either that sobers him down for one or two seconds. It is the realisation that you will always be freer than he will be. There are no family, no friends, no pets he could use to play with and to break you with. There is no information he can obtain about you unless you tell him yet here you are, knowing already so much about him since he was a fictional character in your old world. Half of your wings he will never be able to clip off. For one frightening moment his hands suddenly wrap around your neck and start squeezing down with enough force to have you gasping and choking before all of a sudden he lets go, leaving you to cough for air. When he bends down he has put on that playful appearance once more, whispering to you that it's still too early for you to die. He must say, you managed to catch him off guard for a moment there but that's alright. If things are more difficult there are more entertaining after all. He will make sure to plug every single feather off of your wings until you're just as broken as him.

[heliosunny]

Yandere!Fyodor x Reader x Yandere!Dazai

You never meant to get caught between two devils. Working as an informant in Yokohama, you kept a low profile, selling scraps of intelligence to those who paid well. You were careful—until you made the mistake of crossing paths with Dazai Osamu and Fyodor Dostoevsky.

Your skills caught Dazai’s attention first. He was amused by your sharp mind, your ability to maneuver through the city’s shadows without detection. But it was your kindness, your ability to see past his suicidal jokes and masks—that made him obsess over you.

Then came Fyodor. He saw you as something purer—untainted by the filth of the world, an angel caught in a web of sin. He believed fate had delivered you to him, a soul meant to be saved… or broken until you belonged to him completely.

At first, you didn’t realize you were being watched.

Then, the strange occurrences began:

Anonymous gifts appearing at your doorstep—your favorite book, a dress in your size, a single white lily.

Cryptic notes slipped into your coat pocket: “Don’t trust the demon in bandages.” “I’ll cleanse you of all your sins.”

Shadows moving in your peripheral vision, lingering touches from a certain detective that lasted too long, the soft brush of fingers against yours when you handed a document to a mysterious Russian man.

Dazai plays with you like a cat with a mouse, keeping you close, wrapping you in sweet words, always smiling—but the glint in his eyes is anything but kind. He drowns you in attention, teasing, coaxing, watching you squirm under the weight of his affection.

Fyodor, on the other hand, operates like a puppeteer, orchestrating events from the darkness. He speaks in riddles, whispers promises of salvation, warns you against Dazai’s lies. But his version of love is no less suffocating.

Then, one night, the balance shatters.

You wake up in an unfamiliar room, doors locked, windows sealed. A soft melody plays from an old record player in the corner. A chair sits in the middle of the room, a neatly folded note on the seat.

“Choose.”

Then—footsteps. Slow. Deliberate.

Two voices murmur beyond the door.

“I wonder what they’re thinking right now.” Dazai muses, voice lilting with amusement.

“They are realizing their place” Fyodor answers, his tone smooth, inevitable.

A cold dread coils around your spine.

The door handle turns.

Dazai steps in first, the ever-present smirk curling his lips. His brown eyes, usually playful, glimmer with something darker. He tilts his head, scanning you with quiet satisfaction. Behind him, Fyodor follows, a stark contrast of elegance and eerie stillness. His violet gaze is unreadable, piercing straight through you.

“Oh, belladonna,” Dazai hums, hands tucked in his coat pockets. “You look terrified. Have we really given you reason to be afraid?”

You take a step back, but the wall presses against your spine. No escape.

Fyodor moves closer, hands clasped behind his back, his voice a quiet hymn. “Fear is unnecessary. You will see soon enough. We only wish to guide you.”

Dazai leans in, his presence overwhelming. “You’re special, you know that?” His fingers ghost over your cheek, featherlight yet unyielding. “And special things don’t belong in the hands of just anyone.”

His touch burns. You shove his hand away.

Dazai merely chuckles. “Feisty. But that’s okay.”

Fyodor watches, his gaze like a dagger at your throat. “This resistance is temporary.”

They are cornering you. Pressing in.

You won’t let them win.

You inhale sharply, forcing your pulse to slow. Your mind races, sifting through possibilities. This isn’t just about brute force—this is a game.

Your eyes flick toward the chair. Then to the door. A normal person would run. That’s what they expect.

Which means you won’t.

Instead, you laugh.

Dazai stills. Fyodor’s eyes narrow.

You drag a hand through your hair, exhaling as if relieved. “God, I was worried for nothing.” You glance at them, lips curling in mock amusement. “For a second, I actually thought I was in trouble.”

Silence.

Dazai raises a brow. “Oh? Do enlighten us.”

You step forward—toward them, rather than away. Both their eyes sharpen, watching, calculating.

Your voice is steady. Confident. “I should’ve known you two were smarter than this.” You let out a light scoff. “All this effort? The letters, the gifts, the cryptic warnings? You were testing me, weren’t you?”

Fyodor’s expression remains unreadable, but Dazai’s smirk twitches, intrigued. “And what conclusion did you come to, belladonna?”

You exhale, feigning exasperation. “That you never intended to keep me here.”

Silence stretches, tense and uncertain. You continue before they can speak.

“If you wanted me trapped, I wouldn’t even be conscious right now. If you wanted me compliant, you would’ve used fear—threats, restraints. But no. You left the door open. You left me awake. You let me think I have a choice.”

You tilt your head, watching their reactions like a predator sizing up its prey. “Which means this is a test.”

You cross your arms, feigning frustration. “And if I try to escape, that means I fail, doesn’t it?”

Dazai’s smirk falters for a fraction of a second. Barely noticeable. But you see it.

Fyodor’s fingers twitch behind his back.

Got them.

You push further. “I see it now. You wanted to see if I could figure it out. If I was smart enough to be worth your attention.” You let out a breathy laugh. “Damn, you two are good.”

Dazai chuckles, but there’s something sharper in his gaze now. “A fascinating theory, truly.”

Fyodor hums, his head tilting in careful scrutiny. “Then tell me, dear…” His voice is slow, deliberate. “What happens now?”

You step past them, toward the door, your body loose, relaxed—as if you aren’t walking the razor’s edge between victory and doom.

“I walk out of here” you say simply. “Because if I belong to you, then you don’t need to hold me prisoner, do you?”

Silence.

The room is thick with tension, the weight of your gamble pressing against your ribs.

Then—

A laugh. Low, soft, edged with something unreadable.

“Oh, Y/N…” Dazai exhales, shaking his head. “You are just… delightful.”

A flicker of something dangerous flashes in Fyodor’s eyes.

But neither of them move to stop you.

Your pulse is deafening as you step through the open doorway.

One step. Two.

And then... Nothing. You’re outside. You won..

You walked out of that room unscathed, weaving a lie so convincing that even two of the most dangerous minds in Yokohama let you go.

But you know better than to believe it’s over.

Days pass.

You’ve changed hideouts twice already. Used burner phones. Scrubbed your digital footprint clean.

And yet, the feeling of being watched never leaves you.

You wake up to a single red camellia on your windowsill. Dazai’s mark. Longing.

A queen chess piece is left on your pillow. Fyodor’s symbol. Checkmate is inevitable.

Every step you take is shadowed by something unseen. A presence you cannot shake.

And then, one night, the game truly begins.

You never take the same route twice. You never use public transportation. You never stay in one place too long.

But tonight, despite all your precautions, a familiar voice reaches your ears.

A whisper, right behind you.

“I was wondering when you’d notice me, belladonna.”

Your blood turns to ice.

Dazai.

You whirl around, only to find nothing. No one is there. The alley is empty, the streetlights flickering dimly overhead.

A trick. A hallucination? No. You know him too well for that. He’s toying with you.

You force yourself to keep walking. Do not stop. Do not react. That’s what he wants.

But then—

A hand catches your wrist.

Your breath stops.

A moment later, the touch is gone.

Your hand trembles as you lift it, staring at your wrist.

A red string is tied around it.

Thin. Delicate. Tightly knotted.

Dazai’s voice echoes in the wind.

“Fate always brings soulmates back together, doesn’t it?”

You rip the string off and run.

The next day, you receive a letter.

No return address. No stamps. Just a neatly folded page slipped under your door.

You hesitate before opening it.

Inside, the message is written in elegant Russian script.

“You are slipping, my love.”

Your fingers tighten around the paper.

Fyodor.

Beneath the words, there’s a photograph.

Your blood runs cold.

It’s you.

Taken from across the street.

Taken yesterday.

Taken while you were running from Dazai.

You stare at it, your pulse hammering in your ears.

They aren’t just watching you.

They are closing in.

You try to leave the city.

You book a train ticket under a fake name. Buy clothes from a second-hand store. Leave your phone behind.

You take no risks.

Yet, as you step onto the train platform, a voice murmurs beside you.

“That color suits you, darling.”

Your stomach drops.

You turn—but no one is there.

Instead, something rests on the bench beside you.

A music box.

Your fingers shake as you lift the lid.

A soft, haunting melody spills out.

The same song that played in the room where they held you.

And inside, nestled among the gears, is a tiny note. “We will always find you.”

The train hisses as the doors begin to close.

You barely make it inside before they shut behind you.

As the city disappears in the distance, you clutch the music box to your chest.

You escaped.

But deep in your gut, you know the truth.

They let you go.

Because to them, this isn’t about catching you.

This is a game. And they are enjoying it.

You don’t remember when you last slept.

You don’t remember the last time you felt safe.

The train took you far—but not far enough.

For days, you ran. For days, you evaded them. But no matter where you hid, no matter how carefully you erased your trail…

They always found you.

It started small. A flicker of a shadow in your peripheral vision. A whisper that wasn’t truly there. A glimpse of brown eyes in a passing crowd. A soft chuckle behind a locked door.

Then, the exhaustion set in. The kind that seeped into your bones, turning your limbs heavy, your mind sluggish. You stopped eating properly. Stopped resting.

Because if you stopped—if you let your guard down for even a second—they would take you.

And still, despite everything, despite how much you fought, how much you ran—

You lost.

You wake to the sensation of silk.

Soft. Cool. Wrapping around your wrists, your ankles. Not too tight—but unyielding.

A bed beneath you. The scent of something faintly familiar—lavender, old parchment, and something darker, like the lingering trace of ink and blood.

Your head feels light. The room is dim, hazy.

You shift, and a voice murmurs.

“Finally awake?”

Your breath catches.

He’s beside you, perched on the edge of the bed. His expression is unreadable—for once, there’s no teasing lilt to his voice, no playful glint in his eyes.

Just quiet satisfaction.

The weight of another presence lingers in the air, colder, sharper. A deeper gaze settles on you from across the room. Fyodor.

He sits in a chair, legs crossed, fingers interlaced beneath his chin. His violet eyes gleam with something final.

“Where…” Your voice is hoarse, dry. You swallow hard. “Where am I?”

Dazai hums, tracing a finger along the delicate silk around your wrist. “Far from anywhere that matters.”

You yank at the bindings—they don’t budge.

A soft chuckle. “Ah, ah, belladonna,” Dazai murmurs. “That’s adorable, really. But you must know by now…”

His fingers ghost down your arm, featherlight, possessive. “You can’t run from us.”

Your breathing quickens. “Let me go.”

Fyodor tilts his head. “Let you go?” He sounds genuinely amused. “My love, haven’t you realized?”

He rises, slow, deliberate. “You were never meant to leave.”

“Bullshit,” you snap, voice cracking. “You let me go. You let me run.”

Dazai laughs, and it’s too soft, too cruel. “Of course we did.”

You freeze.

Fyodor steps closer, his presence a shadow of cold logic. “You believed you had won. That was the most entertaining part.”

Your heart hammers.

No. No, they’re lying.

“You were playing with me?”

Dazai smiles—not his usual smirk, not his lazy amusement. This is different. Darker. “Oh, belladonna. Of course we were.”

Your stomach churns.

“The train. The music box. The notes. The whispers.” Fyodor’s voice is patient, unhurried, as if explaining something simple to a child. “Did you really believe those were mistakes? That we weren’t in control from the very start?”

Your breathing is too fast, too uneven.

They’re lying.

They have to be lying.

“I got away,” you whisper, but the words feel weak, fragile. “I—I won—”

Dazai leans in, close enough that his breath brushes your ear. “No, darling.” His voice is softer now, gentle, almost… affectionate. “You only ran as far as we let you.”

The realization sinks in.

And now—

Now there’s nothing left.

Your body trembles. Your vision blurs.

Something inside you shatters.

“There it is” Fyodor murmurs, his fingers brushing your temple as if to feel the moment you finally break. “That’s what I wanted to see.”

Dazai exhales, pleased. “You fought so beautifully, belladonna. It almost makes me sad that it’s over.”

Your body feels heavy.

Your mind blank.

There’s nothing left.

Just them.

Dazai presses a hand to your cheek, thumb brushing away the silent tears slipping down your skin. “Shh, it’s alright.”

Fyodor’s lips curve into something soft. Almost kind. “It’s time to rest, my love.”

The last thing you hear is the quiet, rhythmic ticking of a clock in the distance.

You are not chained.

Not bound. Not locked away.

The silk restraints are gone, but the illusion of freedom is meaningless.

Because there is nowhere to run.

The food is always warm. Always carefully prepared.

Dazai brings you breakfast some mornings, smiling as he sets down a tray—soft eggs, steamed rice, miso soup. “You need to eat, belladonna. You wouldn’t want to make me sad, would you?”

Other nights, Fyodor sits beside you with a steaming cup of tea, his fingers grazing yours as he hands it over. “Drink” he murmurs. “It will help.”

At first, you refused.

At first, you fought.

But hunger is a cruel enemy, and thirst is merciless.

And so—you ate.

You drank.

And then—things began to change. It was the drug they gave you.

It starts subtly.

A soft buzz beneath your skin. A warmth curling in your limbs, making them heavy, slow.

The world around you seems… hazy. The days blur together, slipping between your fingers like sand.

Your thoughts—once sharp, quick, yours—become muffled. Softened at the edges.

Sometimes, you forget what you were saying mid-sentence.

Sometimes, you can’t remember what you were thinking at all.

And the worst part?

You don’t care.

Dazai loves to test you.

“What do you think, Y/N?” He leans in close, elbow propped against the arm of your chair. “If you were me, how would you dismantle an underground smuggling ring?”

Your brow furrows. There’s an answer—there should be an answer—but your mind moves so slowly. Like wading through molasses.

You shake your head. “I… don’t know.”

Dazai hums. “Ah, what a shame. You used to be so clever, belladonna.” He taps his fingers against his lips, eyes gleaming. “But that’s alright. You’re much cuter this way.”

Other times, Fyodor sets a book in front of you, its pages lined with elegant Russian script. “Translate these for me” he says, voice as smooth as silk.

You stare at the text, but the words won’t hold still. The letters twist, rearrange themselves, slipping from your grasp like water.

Your breathing quickens.

Fyodor watches. Waiting.

Finally, you whisper, “I can’t.”

He smiles—soft, indulgent. “Of course you can’t, my love.”

He presses a kiss to your forehead, murmuring in Russian—a prayer, a promise, or a spell, you do not know.

“You don’t need to think anymore.”

Dazai is the worst.

Not because he is cruel—but because he is kind.

Because he teases, touches. Plays with your hair, traces patterns against your wrist, presses against your side when he speaks.

And you let him.

You let him because it is easier.

Because fighting feels like trying to hold onto a dream that is already slipping away.

Because when Fyodor brushes his fingers along your cheek, when he speaks to you in that gentle, reverent tone, when Dazai hums a lullaby as he runs his hands through your hair—

You feel safe.

You feel wanted.

And one day—

One day, you wake up.

You sit at the breakfast table, cradling the tea Fyodor made for you, listening to the low murmur of Dazai’s voice.

And you realize—

You don’t want to leave.

The thought of the outside world—the chaos, the danger, the loneliness—fills you with something cold.

Dazai notices your expression, tilting his head. “What’s wrong, belladonna?”

Your grip tightens around the cup.

You search for the answer.

But the truth is simple.

Nothing is wrong.

For the first time in weeks—maybe months—everything feels right.

Dazai smiles.

Fyodor’s eyes darken with satisfaction.

And you—

You lower your gaze, exhaling softly.

You belong to them.

[baby-tini]

Ok but... Dazai and Fyodor pinning for the same girl though...

TW- implied murder

-You guys just hate having freedom, don't you? Because you'll have absolutely none with these two around. I could absolutely see them taking an interest in the same person though, because they're just so similar to each other, as Dazai has stated.

-They're very invasive, one of them is around you at all times. Dazai more often because he can actually be seen out and about with you. While Fyodor has too be more secretive when he's out because he's an actively wanted criminal by like... everyone.

-They're both very intelligent and are aware of the others, active pinning for you, and that just makes the other ones behaviour ramp-up by tenfold. It'll start too turn into more of a competition then anything else. They're always trying too out-do the other and sabotage each other.

-You have no privacy, they're always asking you the most personal questions, and don't try and hide anything from them either, because you'll find, very quickly, that it's not gonna work, like, at all.

-Dazai, while yes he's in the agency, he's not afraid too revert back to his mafia roots. Now, he won't exactly kill unless he needs too, because it has too be something he can play off as an accident or something that can be justified. He doesn't have as much freedom as he once did in the mafia.

-Fyodor, as we all know, isn't afraid too get his hands dirty, especially when it's in the way of one of his interest. If he has too kill someone he will. He can't exactly kill Dazai simply because it's not that easy and Fyodor knows that.

-Dazai also has a knack for finding the both of you and coming with, he likes too third-wheel, if you will. Dazai isn't stupid, far from it obviously, he can feel Fyodor glaring at him as Dazai grabs at your hands and dramatically confesses his love for you, aloud. Wrapping his arms around you and pushing your head into his chest as him and Fyodor stare each other down as Dazai has that dark look in his eyes, the pretty hazelnut now more of a crimson color.

-Fyodor likes too give you small, meaningful gifts. While Dazai is the type too be overly affectionate with you. Always touching you and having at least one one of his hands on you at all times. He'll tug at you as he nuzzles into you, stating that you shouldn't be atropine Fyodor, because he's so dangerous, he'll do all of this in front of Fyodor, at that.

-The only time they've ever gotten along was when your life was in danger and they came too a short agreement too get rid of the threat before going back too their usual antics.

-These are two very dangerous men that are after you, you will have eyes on you constantly and your life will change quite drastically because of them.

[cryslut]

Yan BSD Men - Lengths

「 Fyodor ~ Chuuya ~ Dazai ~ Tetchou ~ Jouno ~ Nikolai 」

- in which the bsd men cast go to certain lengths to be with you

- gender neutral reader

- content warning: yandere themes, mentions of: manipulation, torture, murder, mental, emotional n physical abuse, etc

(some of this may potentially be out of character)

not proofread so possibly grammatical errors.

↳ Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor is one of those men who just love to play around with what is his. When he sees what he wants, it will be his. And that goes for you. Since he's very calm in any situation he ends up in. He happens to remain his composure completely around you. You belong to him. You just don't know it yet.

The things he does just to get you to be his is almost anything. He doesn't show his emotions all while doing so either to throw you off if you ever noticed or took hint what was going on.

He found his way to manipulate you into joining alongside him in the 'Rats in the House of the Dead'. That way he'd be closer to you than he was before, which mostly consisted of him stalking you from time to time. He had to keep an eye on what was his after all, right?

He eventually took action into his own hands, he wanted to get close to you as much as he could. He just had to draw you in. So the best way to do that, was for him to drag you around wherever he went doing whatever he was doing. Almost like it was your newest job and it had to be done and fulfilled by you, being his newest partner.

You of course obeyed his every word, cause he was your boss after all, and you had to obey him. Plus the chance of a lifetime was being able to work alongside him as a partner. At least that's what everyone thought and what everyone strongly truly believed. You however didn't have a full opinion.

But Fyodor knew this and he would soon make you believe the same. Pulling you in more and more. Wrapping you around his finger until eventually you really fell for him.

But in the meantime, he's just going to have to stick to what he's been doing for a while. Keeping you around as much as he can. Making sure you're safe. And best of all make sure that he can make you his, he wouldn't stop until he achieved this after all.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

↳ Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya has lost a lot, and knowing this fact he was solely convinced of the fact that he would lose you too. So this made him very crazy when it came to you. He would find any way to make sure you were around him at all costs.

After joining the Port Mafia, he grew a strong interest in you and eventually you two were paired up for an assignment so this gave him a window of opportunity to get closer to you than he was before. On said assignment, he made sure you were okay at all times but all the while trying not to completely show it because he didn't wanna seem like he cared too much.

Chuuya overtime had such an unhealthy obsession with you it drove him insane. Seeing people trying to get near you really drove him towards the edge — making him want to kill said people. If someone hurt you or attempted to, they would get their ass handed to them. He'd always be there for you for certain things.

He'd try not to show it but eventually it would through his actions when those that get in the way that were a threat would disappear without nearly any trace. And those who tried to do anything bad to you, he'd either blackmail or just kick them to the curb. He's super overprotective overall.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

↳ Dazai Osamu

Dazai like his usual normal self is very flirty with you — and seems just overall sweet like his usual self. After you joined the Armed Detective Agency, getting to work with the brunette haired man, it came abundantly clear to himself that he was really fond of you. He was starting to have deep strong feelings for you that grew into an unhealthy obsession.

This led him to doing things just for you. He'd of course keep you safe, he'd find whatever ways he could to protect you. He's a confident man so his confidence really hid the fact well — that he was doing everything in his power to keep you for himself. His protection turned into manipulation. Then his manipulation turned into a violent need to hurt those who you always got into fights with you.

He's able to persuade you in any way and you fall for it everytime. You fall for his tricks, his lies, his manipulative behavior, everything he does though is for you, right? His need for you is his reason for his need for blood shed and doing things you would never imagine him doing. But again, it's all for you.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

↳ Tetchou Suehiro

Tetchou is a little different than the others, he doesn't seem like he'd be into anyone but he grows quite the thing for you. After you ended up becoming apart of the hunting dogs, he admired you for your hard work and dedication towards the cause. He also admired you for your strength and your abilities.

But overtime this normal admiration turned into him being in love with you, obsessed with you. This man is more of a strong need for justice type so he doesn't use murder to get with you. He doesn't use lame tactics like manipulation either.

His admiration went from obsession which meant he would be very overprotective over you, making you feel safe with him more and more — in case there was never a fight you couldn't handle, he'd be there to protect you. He'd be there to help you through it. He tends to get himself closer to you by spending more time with you, alone time to be precise. He'd take you out on little friendly dates for brunch or something of the like. These dates were more than friendly for him — as for you, you weren't aware.

He'd make you help him train which in return he'd help you train. Making you stronger so he'd make sure if there was ever a moment you needed to be safe — your strength alone would be enough. In case he wasn't there to protect you, to help you.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

↳ Jouno Saigiku

This man looks so sweet but on the inside he can be quite sadistic in nature, enjoying the thought of messing with his victims in the worst way. This is usually the case with criminals — but when he met you, this quickly changed. He didn't really care who it would be, he would hurt whoever just about got in his way of you two being together.

After you joined the hunting dogs, you got close with some of the members and he was fine for a while until eventually an obsession grew for you. His undying love sunk in and he became the worst.

And if you did something he did not like that would upset him, he'd keep his normal composed attitude in the light — his very dark hint of his personality however was there, you just didn't see it. If you don't do what he wants he will threaten it out of you. He will find any thing he can use to his advantage to get you to be willing to do as he demands.

It could be threats to your loved ones, to you, to your friends, to anyone you deem close to you. He will threaten and blackmail you to his hearts content if it gets you to listen.

His other methods would also include hurting you. Torturing you in any way he could. Whether that be mentally or emotionally or just physically if it ever got to that point. He'd mostly mess with your head. Psychological torture was best fitting because he wouldn't want to hurt his beloved, now would he? He'd be so upset if he ever had to lay a hand on you but he always tried his best not to.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

↳ Nikolai Gogol

This man is so cheerful at times and it throws you off a lot. He always has to question you alot and annoy you with his usual quizzes. He was like this towards you when you first met him. After meeting Fyodor and becoming a member of the Decay of Angels — he found you quite the interesting one.

That little small interest eventually grew into him having strong deep feelings for you, and he realized this too. Overtime his quizzes got more frequent, his happiness got more loud and obnoxious. He was around you way too often. He practically clung to you. You just brushed it off as Nikolai being Nikolai.

But eventually when the jealousy kicked in when it came down to you, the rage did too. Anyone who tried to harm you, threaten you, or even flirt with you — this man did not like it one bit. Every single person who flirted with you disappeared. Every person who would harm or threaten you — would soon meet a terrible fate.

This man would constantly use his ability to torture them while laughing as it was happening. He didn't care cause he was doing it all for you. It was all because he loved you, he adored you, he wanted you, he needed you — and he was gonna have you.

He wasn't going to stop there until everyone who was an obstacle in his path would be gone, would feel every ounce of pain he could give them. He'd mess with his victims mentally and physically with his ability. Asking trick questions just so they felt like they'd got the answer right but in the end they didn't and he could hurt them all he wanted.

[lair-of-platonic-yanderes]

Platonic Yandere Fyodor Dostoevsky Alphabet

Warning: BSD Manga spoilers (About Fyodor's ability). Platonic Yandere. OOC

GN! Baby/Child/Teen Reader

A - Adopt (How long will it take for them to start planning "to adopt"?) 

Normally, Fyodor is "picky" about "adoption". His child will stay with him until their final breath, and it is not that long, in Fyodor's eyes. And he doesn't want to deal with a bratty attitude, spending precious time on it. He will "adopt" an orphan, or a kid from a bad/abusive family. So he will have someone, who will view him as a Savior.

But, if you have a similar ability to his, or just an immortality ability... He would immediately "adopt" you. He won't care, if he will tear you away from your family and friends. He was alone for so long, and you can finally be his eternal company. His family.

 

B - Baby (Is age of their "adoptee" important to them? Will they reconsider "adoption" because of the age?) 

While "adopting" a baby means spending more time with them, Fyodor understands, that it's almost impossible for him to raise one without having a actual home, and Rats'/DOA's HQ aren't a suitable substitute. So, he would wait until Baby became Child to adopt them.

But, if "adoptee" are an immortal... Well, Fyodor will find a way to make HQ baby-proof.

C - Cage (How free their "adoptee" will be?) 

You are free to explore HQ. You are not allowed to take a single step outside it. Without him. He doesn't trust anyone to look after you. You should always be near your father, or where he can see you. 

D - Domestic (Beside the room, what did they do in their in the house for their "adoptee"?) 

You have multiple playrooms with different kind of toys (including consoles and computers). There's also a library, filled with books by your favorite authors.

E - Enthusiasm (How enthusiastic they are about the whole "adoption" ordeal?) 

Very, especially if his "adoptee" are an immortal. He couldn't wait for a moment he will have his child near him.

F - Family (Will they insist on being called father/mother/brother/sister etc.?)

Yes. And Fyodor is not above punishing you for not calling him dad. He will never hit you, but he will take away playtime with consoles or computer, making you stay in your room.

G - Guilty (Do they feel guilty for taking their "adoptee" from their previous life?) 

No. Nothing will make him regret his decision. And if his "adoptee" an immortal, Fyodor will firmly believe, that his decision was ultimately right. He is saving the kid from a life of loneliness.

H - Harsh (Are they harsh with their "adoptee"?) 

For an outsider perspective, Fyodor is a normal father, who is strict, but not abusive and who loves his kid greatly. And in private... Fyodor remains the same. He isn't yelling. He will never lay a finger on you. He would talk you into not doing something, and being grounded is the harshest punishment you get.

I - Ill (What will they do, if their "adoptee" became sick, and they can't treat them on their own?) 

Fyodor will take you to a hospital. Yes, really. There will be some manipulation involved, so doctors and nurses won't ask questions. And some soft manipulations with you. 

Hospital food is gross, but dad is bringing you tasty treats every day. There is nothing to do, but dad is bringing you books/phone/toys/tabletop games every day. The hospital is scary at night, but dad can sneak in and stay here, so you won't be alone. But, if you want, you can tell about your situation to others. And dad won't be here. 

And you will return to your mortal relatives/terrible family/orphanage.

Fyodor knew what he is doing.

J - Joke (What kind of parent they are? Serious or Fun?)

Fyodor is serious, but he is willing to show his soft side to his "adoptee".

K - [Character specific letter] Keep (Will Fyodor let you leave, after you reach eighteen? Or he will still keep you?) Bonus Round [Kill - Will they kill for their "adoptee"?]

He will keep you. He is old enough to be considered your ancestor, so you will be his child forever.

And, yes. He will kill for you, if he thought, that it will protect you, or your and his lifestyle. He will not kill with his own hands, he will send his underlings, or orchestrated the attack of random criminals, but he will ensure, that obstacle are dealt with.

L - Liquid (Do they have any special drink they make for their "adoptee"?)

Tea with honey.

M - Meal (And what about meals?)

Fyodor wants to make sure that you have a proper diet. So, no mountains of junk food and sodas. But he will gladly make pastries for you.

N - No (What they will never do to their "adoptee"?) 

Hurt, hit or broke you. Fyodor wants to have a living being for a child, not a doll. Yes, you should be a good child, who listen to their dad, but Fyodor is chill about you acting according to your age.

O - Obvious (Is it possible to catch on their intention to "adopt"?) 

Yes. Because your first meeting face to face (that you are aware of) will end in adoption. Before that - no. You might not even know that he exists, while he is planning an "adoption".

P - Place (Favorite place to took their "adoptee")

Any café, that serves good tea.

Q - Quit (Is there anything, that will make them reconsider to "adopt"?)

No. There are no chances. If Fyodor decided, that he wants to "adopt", he will adopt.

R - Rule (Do they have many rules for their "adoptee" to follow? Are there any strange rules?)

Not too much. Don't go far away from Fyodor, keep your room clean, do exercises Fyodor gave you. There aren't any strange rules. Fyodor, despite being controlling, is reasonable.

S - Sharing (Do they "adopt" because they wanted to give love to someone, or they want someone to give love to them?) 

Fyodor can't tell for sure. He was alone for so long, so he isn't sure, if he wants to be someone important for someone, or he wants to have someone to care about in his life.

T - Thing (What is the first thing they get for their "adoptee"?)

Before "adoption" - a matching ushanka for winter.

As an "adoption" present - cute tea cup

U - Unite (Will they welcome someone into the "family"?)

No. Fyodor doesn't want to see anyone else in this family. But Gogol invited himself and dragged Sigma with him. Fyodor will tolerate them as long as they don't try to hurt you or "poison" your mind with negative thoughts about him.

V - Vacation (Will they take their "adoptee" on vacation?)

Technically, yes. Fyodor is often moving from one country to another, and you are always traveling with him. He even makes sure, that he will have some free time to go with you on few excursions.

W - Wish (How much they will do for their "adoptee"?) 

Fyodor won't spoil you rotten. But he will always put a lot of thought in his gifts, and he won't tolerate you being bullied.

X - [Wildcard. Anything you want to share about them?]

Actually, despite everything, Fyodor is terrifying. Not because he is actively hurting you. It's because even before he "adopts", he makes sure, that you have nowhere else to go. When he finally gets you, you will see him the only person, who will care for you. He will manipulate your family members and friends to ditch you. So he can take care of you and finally have someone in his life.

Y - You (What make them want to choose their "adoptee" specifically?) 

His loneliness. When it became too much to handle, Fyodor will seek for a child to adopt. And, if something click in his mind, when he sees you, he will "adopt".

Z - Zero [Bonus Round - Character Specific Point] (When did Fyodor start "adopting" kids?)

Somewhere after first century of living. One day, on a whim, he took in a orphan. Since then, sometimes, Fyodor would "adopt" kids to take care of and keep him company.

[ananiel]

Imagine being able to see spirits. You are able to see animals and humans walking (or floating) around, hearing how they talk and how they speak, talking about how they wish they could see their family or talking about how they want nothing more but justice

You are able to touch and pet, to speak and to interact with any of them, and when people touch your bare skin, they can see spirits too, which caused You to always wear gloves and long sleaves, as well as a mask

Now, the basic answear for this Power would be to become an oracle or some crazy witch of the Town. But what if You become a Detective. Yep, a young Detective that suddenly rised into the favour of the people for being able to solve cases that are a century old (mainly because the beheaded victim cries in Your bathroom at 3:36 am sharp every night)

So You live like this, in a happy way with your gift

Logical would be to keep your gift hidden too, so that people don't try to kill You for knowing to much

You met him on a random day, thinking nothing of him while a dog spirit was hiding behind your leg. He seemed friendly, and eager to befriend You as well, almost honored to be in your presence

Now spirits upon spirits whisper his name, talk about how deranged and how he was the one who killed them, or played part into their death. Spirits that got very fond of You would tell You to stay away from that man

You clearly followed their advice, and distanced yourself from him. But he isn't dumb, he caught up to it, and now, he tries to figure out what has gotten You to hate him so much

Surely... He has been studing You for ages, talking You day and night to figure out the best personality to just steal You away only for himself. What failed in his plan?

He asked himself, oh well, guess he'd have to take You in a more forcefull attempt

[yandere-romanticaa]

Yandere Fyodor Dostoyevsky.

Permission to repost was granted by the artist.

[invidiia]

Heyy! Can you write for yandere fyodor< 3 ?

Have a great day!

꒰ general yandere fyodor headcanons ꒱

notes ; YES I CAN!! thank you for requesting, and have a good day, too! it would have been done sooner but i passed out on my keyboard LMAO ngl this is probably just a fic written how i'd write hcs instead of actual hcs, so lets just say i'm sharin my thoughts instead

warnings ; he seems nice at first but please take the warnings seriously, manipulation, stalking, starvation, murder, yandere themes, possessiveness, kidnapping, hurting your family, friends, probably the biggest red flag i write for, does fyodor himself need a warning

⋆ this man is such a red flag but it's okay because most things are better in red

⋆ upon seeing you for the first time, you won't remember him for a while, having only seen his face once. weirdly, you don't seem to notice for the next two months that he happens to be in the same store as you, the same cafe you go to, the same library you borrow books from, your favorite restaurant, and so many other places you frequently visited. i mean, the city was super safe, why would you need to look behind you?

⋆ after about two months of stalking, he finally tapped your shoulder one day and started to make conversation of the book you had in your hand, a well recognized crime novel. fyodor made small-talk about the book to you, expressing his interest in literature and asking how far you were into the book.

⋆ i mean, who wouldn't immediately fall if some hot guy came up and talked to you about books you both liked? because i know i'd fall, first and harder.

⋆ after a bit more talking, he offered his phone number to you so he could text you all the recommendations he had, since he said he didn't have pen and paper on him at the moment. but of course, you didn't think there anything suspicious about such a person. after all, he seemed to like the same books you did, and there was a clear connection.

⋆ and every few days, it was another date at the library, catching up on books. only about half of these were planned, all the other times, he just happened to show up about 25 seconds after you walked through the door. every time, you both ended up staying at the library until it closed, talking about books and reading through some that you hadn't finished yet.

⋆ and he wants to know everything you think, every few sentences, the man stops reading to ask about your thoughts. no matter how different your views are, he finds your perspective interesting. afterwards, you ask him about his own opinion, and he gives it. to you, fyodor seems like one of the smartest men in the world.

⋆ he also recommended you some russian literature, some of his favorites. he met you at the library once more, after texting you that he had some books. walking up to you with a book in hand, you noticed the unfamiliar language on the cover.

"it's not a japanese novel, but i can help you translate it, yes? i think you'd enjoy it."

⋆ it was safe to say he was pretty in love. it was months since you started to hang out in the library, sometimes not even talking about books. he wasn't fully convinced you also loved him, but he was so kind to you, and you deeply appreciated it. why not give it a chance?

⋆ the man was unusually calm when you turned him down. you told him that you only viewed him as a friend, apologizing profusely for upsetting him, but fyodor only smiled and told you it was fine, bidding his goodbyes and walking back to who knows where.

⋆ it was a weird month after his confession, no library dates, you got fired from your job, and even some of your close family stopped speaking with you. it felt like almost no jobs could take you, every place you tried turned you down and shut the door in your face after ushering you out of the building. cafes you walked by looked at you and turned the sign in the door to the side with 'closed' in big, bold, red letters.

⋆ it felt like moving was the only option, so you started to plan your departure from your side of yokohama. the city was huge, surely everyone couldn't hate you! as you were moving boxes into your car, you were stopped by the familiar man, of course, you knew his presence.

"could i help you with those?"

⋆ his voice wasn't mocking, but it sure felt like he knew. after helping you, fyodor offered a place to stay. but,, dependency on someone else felt weird, and you already called the apartment complex, speaking about the vacant room. you politely declined the man's offer, saying you had your living situation already sorted out

⋆ man that didn't go over well with him, he asked if he could take you out to the cafe you always used to go to with him to talk about the novels you found interest in. since he was paying, why say no?

⋆ surprise surprise, when you weren't looking, he slipped something in your drink, and now you're locked in a dark room with a locked door and a note. it wasn't really readable though.. fyodor needed to practice writing in japanese.

⋆ every morning, afternoon, and evening, e came in with a plate of food. surprisingly, it was really good. sometimes, when he came in with more water for you to drink, he even gave you books to read while he was away, or busy sitting in front of multiple bright screens.

⋆ it was rare for him to let you anywhere outside that room, but eventually you gained some of his trust, and he allowed you to roam around the house, with close observation. he even blocked out the windows!

⋆ but even if you do get through the windows, it's a long fall to the pavement below. but it'd be worth a chance! if fyodor didn't have his eyes on you about 24/7.

⋆ you can TRY to escape, but he'll likely catch you. it's like he has eyes everywhere. when, not if, he catches you, no more food until the next day!

⋆ but i wouldn't try escaping immediately. a good way to escape from fyodor is to gain his trust slowly, so that he'll maybe let you go outside under his close supervision. even if you run off into a large crowd.. he'll probably still find you. and if he can't find you himself, you have his closest friend seeking you out as well! good luck, cause he's also dangerous!

@kolyakisses // i drank soy sauce while writing this

[astral-gamma]

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Note: i cannot live without some good old murderers Fyolai fic/hj i love them so much i wanna squish them>-< TW!! Mention of blood and death related stuff!!

<3

In the dimly lit streets of Yokohama,cloaked in shadows, Nikolai wandered like a phantom, his presence unnoticed by most. With an air of calculated precision, he moved through the night, his mind consumed by rumbling thoughts.

In the depths of his depravity, Nikolai found solace in the art of murder. His victims were but pawns in his twisted game, their lives extinguished at his whim. Each kill brought him a sense of power and control, a fleeting moment of euphoria amidst the chaos of his existence. Yet, beneath his cold exterior there was something  longing for something greater than the fleeting excitement of the chase….

Nikolai first saw Fyodor, a man whose insanity resembled his own, in the thick of the city's mayhem.Fyodor moved through the streets with a reckless abandon, his eyes ablaze with a fervor that matched Nikolai's own. In Fyodor, Nikolai saw a reflection of his own darkness, a kindred spirit lost in the throes of insanity.Their initial meeting was short-lived, a blip in the night's events. But something changed in Nikolai at that same moment—a desire burning and a spark of realization. He was attracted to Fyodor's insanity and fascinated by the turmoil that appeared to envelop him like a shroud.Nikolai and Fyodor found themselves irresistibly drawn to one other as their paths kept crossing. Their twisted union, born of shared demons and wants, developed in blood and darkness. They danced together on the edge of sanity, their lives fused into one lethal embrace.They wandered the streets together, wreaking havoc and chaos in their path. But in the middle of the bloodshed, Nikolai started to experience an odd and unexpected feeling that he was hardly able to understand. Love crept into Nikolai's heart like poison, its tendrils around his soul in a constriction. It was ineffective, no matter how much he tried to fight its draw or hide it under the weight of his transgressions. He discovered something in Fyodor that he had never experienced before: a bond that went beyond the darkness that enveloped them both.A deadly game of dance, their love was displayed against the colors of an alarmed city. Nikolai, however, felt that the danger was worthwhile since, in the middle of his broken spirit, he finally found the salvation he yearned for so long.Their special bond will keep them together till the very end. Two sick minds, two minds that only fantasize about death and bloodsheeds, two minds that have been together in love for eternity...

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↬|Atsushi|

Atsushi would likely approach his s/o in a manipulative and obsessive way. He might start off by stalking them and observing them from afar, learning as much as he can about them and their interests. Once he has a good sense of who they are, he may approach them under the guise of being a casual acquaintance, but quickly escalate to being overly attentive and overly protective. He may also manipulate them with gifts and words, trying to make them dependent on him and feel like he’s the only one who truly understands and cares for them.

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↬|Dazai|

Dazai would be very strategic and calculated in his approach. He would likely gather as much information as he can about his s/o, their interests, hobbies, etc. He would use that information to appear to be the perfect match, acting charming and understanding, complimenting and flattering them frequently. He would also subtly make it known that he is not one to be trifled with, as he can be dangerous if crossed. He would make sure that his s/o is completely taken in by his charm, making it difficult for them to resist his advances.

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↬|Chuuya|

Well, the first step of a yandere Chuuyas approach to courting his S/O would be to start observing them closely. Chuuya would keep a close eye on them; he'd study their habits, their favorite things and activities, the way they interact with others, and he'd take everything into consideration before coming up with a plan to approach them He'd try to find a way to get their attention, by showing off his skills or by offering them a small favor, until he gets a reason to speak with them.

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↬|Akutagawa|

Since he doesn't know much about relationships and being with someone he'd start by watching them from afar, probably trying to get as much information on them as possible. He would then make sure to "accidentally" bump into them more often and would slowly start to act more close to them (while still being pretty cold) At some point he'd probably end up in a conversation with them somehow. After this he'd probably start asking more about them, getting to know them more and start showing a little interest.

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↬|Tetchou|

Tetchou, being a yandere, would act pretty normal on the outside like any normal person would approach someone they liked. The only thing different is the thoughts and inner monologue he’d have while talking to them. Inside, he’d be planning out how to make them his, wanting to know everything about them and how get as close to them as he can. He would also be very obsessive over them, never taking his eyes off them. But, all of that would be kept secret behind his calm and normal demeanour.

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↬|Jouno|

Jouno would approach his s/o in a calculated and methodical manner. He would likely start off by observing them from afar, gathering information and understanding their preferences and behaviors. Once he has enough knowledge about them, he would make his move by striking up conversations and slowly building a relationship. He would be charming and attentive, making them feel special and desirable. He may also use underhanded tactics such as manipulating certain situations to his advantage or using information he knows about them to gain their trust. Overall, his main goal would be to win them over and make them completely dependent on him.

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↬|Fyodor|

Would try to spend as much time as possible with the person to figure out what they like and dislike, while also figuring out how vulnerable they are, how much they trust him and would they trust him blindly. Would constantly be around the person, maybe even stalking them, watching them closely and seeing their habits. Would try to give his s\o "gifts" like random chocolate bars and such... Wouldn't give them direct signs at first, would be a bit secretive about his feelings.

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↬|Nikolai|

Nikolai would definitely go all out for his s/o, being very determined to have them. He would probably try to court them in a very over-the-top way, being very flirty and seductive. Nikolai would use a lot of pick-up lines on them and try to flatter them and show off his best qualities. Nikolai would probably try to impress his s/o and show off how charming he could be, and he would definitely not listen to them if they said no. Nikolai is absolutely relentless in the pursuit of his s/o, and will do anything to win them over.

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↬|Sigma|

As a yandere, Sigma would approach courting and approaching his s/o in a very intense and obsessive way. He would go out of his way to get close to them, constantly trying to spend time with her and be around her. He would also pay close attention to their likes, dislikes, and habits, and would go the extra mile to do things for them that he knows they would appreciate. He would also show a deep sense of devotion and loyalty to them, wanting to prove that he's the only person who can truly love and understand them.

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[literatureloverx]

“I ask for so little.”

He gently cups your face, his eyes gleaming with mischief and purest obsession. Raw, dark, threatening. You gulp.

“Just let me rule you…and you can have everything that you want.”

“F-Fyodor…I—“

“No, my dear. Just fear me, love me, do as I say…”

His lips are about to touch yours, you can feel his breath caressing your lips.

“…and I will be your slave.”

Hardcore Yandere!Fyodor.

Labyrinth (1986) x BSD because why not?