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fyodorsfavoriteanimewifu · 15 days

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Intro post!!

Hiya!! My name’s Estrella, Ella for short if you’re feeling extra spicy.

Here’s some basic stuff about me, I’m INFP, 19 yrs old, Canadian and French, and I go by she/they pronouns.

Here’s some stuff I like!; friends, going out, drawing, doing my makeup, Bungo Stray Dogs, Demon Slayer, looking pretty, reading, writing, jewellery, volleyball, Mitski, shopping, appreciation paragraphs, innocent gossip, 7UP, headcanons, holding hands, shoulder massages, FYODOR.

Here’s some things I don’t like!: Loud noises, home-wreckers, disloyalty, people who spread rumours, z!onists.

Triggers: Teeth, dead animals, loud noises.

Interact!!: fun, silly, watches Bungo Stray Dogs, fellow Fyodor/Nikolai lovers, supportive, respectful

Kinnies: Nikolai Gogol, Dazai Osamu, Pinkie Pie, Mitsuri Kanroji!!

About what I write: I mostly write fluff or angst if I feel like it, everyone is allowed to interact with my SFW posts, but I’d like to keep my audience 13+, sometimes I might reblog NSFW writing, minors please do not interact with it!!

Some simple rules

Please don’t be mean to anyone here!!

Please respect boundaries

I don’t want to see any z!onists on my blog, at all.

Please don’t say any slurs!! Light swearing is okay.

Some extras: my ao3 is fyodorsfavoriteanimewifu if you’re interested in reading some of my earlier works <3

likes and reblog on my work are always appreciated <3

#intro post #blog intro #intro pin

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fyodorsfavoriteanimewifu · 19 days

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A Flower for each Time you Cross my Mind

Biker Akutagawa x Florist Atsushi!! Akutagawa POV btw!! this is very OOC but I love this trope sm :)

My gloved hands grip the handle bars of my motorcycle, as I ride through the streets of Yokohama. The sun was setting, the beautiful colors of pink and orange paint the sky. I adjust my sunglasses, I should really be on my way home, but, there’s one more place I want to stop first. I turn the left corner of the street, and park my motorcycle in front of a small flower shop.

I step off my bike, taking a deep breath as my eyes flicker to the sign on the door, open, thank God. I approach the door, but not before peering in through the window, my breath hitching in my throat, hair like snow, a voice that reminds me of honey, a presence that makes all form of self-hatred and misery fade from my soul, and a little fang toothed smile.

Atsushi Nakajima, a florist that I had accidentally fallen head over heels for, I straighten up my jacket, trying to look presentable for him, after all, who wouldn’t want to look appealing towards him? Only a fool, perhaps. I twist the golden door knob, the small ring of the bell signalling that I had entered the shop. Atsushi turns to me, bright purple and yellow eyes meeting mine in a gentle gaze.

That smile crosses Atsushi’s lips, the same one that gives me butterflies every time I lay eyes on it. “Ryuunosuke! It’s so nice to see you!”, Atsushi beams at me, my cheeks go red, I love it when he utters my name, a name that doesn’t deserve to be uttered, but, he makes my name sound so special, so wanted.

“It’s nice to see you too…”, I mumble, before striding over to him, I was a little taller then him, by around an inch or so. “What are you doing here so late? I’d think you’d be home by now”, Atsushi queried, the brown fabric of his sweater was bathed in the golden sunlight, as he leaned against the black granite of the store counter top.

“Oh, I just wanted to stop by to see you”, I murmur, it was true, I should be home by now, Gin was probably blowing up my phone, but I’ll get back to her later, all I wanted to focus on, was Atsushi, who I had been so eager to see all day, it was hard to focus since I was only thinking about him. “Really?”, Atsushi answered, his own cheeks gaining a red glow, before he chuckled awkwardly, which made my heart pound.

“Yeah”, I say, before, I too smile softly, my slim hand snakes up to his cheek, caressing the supple skin, I couldn’t believe what on Earth I was doing, it was like the sun and the moon, a golden retriever and a black cat. A sudden rush of courage wafts through me, as I lean down, pressing my lips against Atsushi’s, making his eyes widen.

Something I wasn’t expecting Atsushi to do, was lean in, his eyes becoming half lidded, his lips were soft and lissom, the sun continued to set, only making the scene more romantic. After holding the kiss for a good few seconds, I pull away, my breathing as soft, as I look at Atsushi, my eyes and soul were filled with love and adoration.

“U-Um… I need to go…”, Atsushi murmured, a timid smile on his lips. “Thanks for that, Ryuunosuke”, Atsushi smiles,”Anytime… I’ll be back tomorrow”, I say, watching as Atsushi steps behind the counter,”Fine with me, I’ll see you tomorrow!”, Atsushi speaks calmly, before I walk out the door, blushing insanely.

That was certainly not something I had planned to do, but it was so worth it.

Thanks for reading!! this is yet another re-upload from my AO3 <3

#akutagawa x atsushi #shin soukoku #bsd #bungou stray dogs

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fyodorsfavoriteanimewifu · 20 days

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Where the Tulips grow

You stride through the halls of the Port Mafia, the bottoms of your shoes clicking against the marble floor of the building. You were currently on your way to your office, needing to get some paperwork done, sadly. Yet, you had something else on your mind, Akutagawa. You’ve known Akutagawa ever since you’ve joined the Port Mafia, yet he’s always acted different towards you.

He was always so kind, yet so distant, despite him always being considered aloof and outlying from everyone else, it was strange how he seemed to have a secret soft spot for you. You often rush back to a particular whenever you think of him, you remembered walking home in the rain, the familiar scent of petrichor wafting in the cool fresh air, you remember Akutagawa ran after you, and insisted you use his umbrella.

You were quite fond of the memory, yet, it always puzzled you how he never treated anyone else like that. You sigh, as you continue your practiced steps towards your office. As you arrived at the door to your office, something catches your eye, from across the corridor, you catch the familiar flow of Akutagawa’s trench coat from the corner of the hallway.

What was he doing all the way up here? Wasn’t his office three floors down? You hum in confusion, before you walk towards the door to your office, gripping the silver door handle. Pushing the door to your office open, something on your desk catches your eye, flowers? You feel confused, as you slowly close the door behind you.

You approach your desk, tenderly picking up the bouquet. The arrangement of flowers contained pink and yellow tulips, they were beautiful, but who on Earth left this? Suddenly, you catch a glimpse of a white envelope that had been placed on your desk. You place the flowers back down on your desk, before picking up the envelope.

You open it, and take out a piece of paper that was neatly tucked inside it. You slowly unfold the piece of paper, finding out that it’s a letter, your eyes graze the page before you begin reading. “Dear Y/N”, the letter begins. “I’ve yearned to do something like this for you for quite a while now, unfortunately, I do not have the courage to give these to you in person, so I shall simply leave them as a small gift for you to discover, I hope you like them, my dearest, signed Ryuunosuke Akutagawa”.

You feel a warm tingle from your stomach, as your cheeks gain a rosy tint to them. You re-read the letter, it was written very sprucely, which only made your heart pound more. You thought it wasn’t in Akutagawa’s nature to write something so heartfelt, and to buy flowers for you? It made you smile to yourself. You knew you were going to cherish these for a long time, a very long time.

first time posting on Tumblr, kinda nervous but whatverrrr, re-upload from my AO3 btw

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #akutagawa ryuunosuke #Akutagawa x reader

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