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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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sigma, jouno, and tecchou with an s/o who acts funny when drunk

@super-mikisenapi-blog: Can you do sigma, jouno, and yukito with a s/o who acts funny while drunk please ?

a/n: hiii omg i'm sorry i don't know who yukito is (i assume they're from the other bsd light novel which i haven't read yet) so i replaced them with tecchou because i haven't written for him in a bit i hope that's okay

has zero experience helping with drunk people especially because he doesn't drink much himself

he's actually pretty torn between wanting to take care of you and calling for help because he's not confident in himself

you're literally passed out over the bar mumbling every now and then and sigma is giving himself a pep talk

"you're the owner of the fricking sky casino!! you can take care of one drunk person!!"

when he finally decides to take you home that's when you spring back to life from your unconscious state and decide you're hungry and want pancakes

of course sigma's going to get you pancakes he can never say no to you especially when you're making a pouty face at him

that's how the two of you ended up in a diner at three in the morning with a big pile of pancakes on the table

sigma is about to order syrup when you decide to pour ketchup all over your pancakes and begin eating and he's just downright horrified

he's about to stop you but you look so happy and content with eating your ketchup pancakes that he just busies himself with trying not to throw up and reminding himself that he loves you very much

after eating your pancakes you have the bright idea to go to the playground dragging sigma by the hand with you

okay but he's never been to a playground and even though you're really drunk, he doesn't want to stop you as you eagerly sit on the swings and ask to be pushed

your laughter is super infectious and sigma's having a fun time as you two have a contest to see who could swing highest

it ends with you getting dizzy and throwing up on the ground so now sigma has to take you home for real

okay his instinct when he sees you downing shots clearly trying to get drunk is 'do i have to take care of this one?'

i'm sorry he's just not used to taking care of people and having empathy you're honor but he's trying

and he tries to be a good boyfriend by deciding to take care of you and making sure you don't do anything stupid

first step is taking the shotglass from your hand and suggesting that it's time for you two to go home (he's naturally very good at persuasion and you're very drunk so it doesn't take much)

jouno thinks he can talk his way into getting you to take a taxi with home and just taking a nap on the way home

sorry man he can't penetrate that alcoholic haze and you're busy blasting music from your phone in the car while jouno pretends he doesn't know you

and then you start texting him asking where he is while you're literally sitting beside you and jouno finds it wildly funny

i'm sorry but this little shit will text you playing along that he's already home and watch you cry in the taxi thinking he abandoned you

ok but after five minutes he feels sorry for you and makes his presence beside you in the taxi known

now you're hugging him with both your arms and legs with no sign of letting go and jouno just sits there and pretends to put up with it but he's secretly enjoying it

after you get out of the taxi to head to your apartment jouno thinks its smooth sailing from there but then you flop on the ground claiming that gravity has its hold on you

cue jouno revisiting his previous dilemma about whether to leave you or not

but he doesn't he just grits his teeth, slings your arm over his shoulder, and half-carries you to the elevator up to your apartment

he actually has a fair bit of experience taking care of drunk people because he and teruko are literally the only one's who help fukuchi when he's had a bit too much to drink

tecchou isn't one who drinks so much if at all so he's already accepted his role as the Sober One to take care of you

and he takes his role very seriously, he even spent the whole night protecting your drink whenever you weren't attending to it

you've already pre-warned him that when you start dancing, that's when you're really drunk and tecchou has it etched in his mind

he'll probably sit you down and request for you to drink three glasses of water to get the alcohol out of your system

in no way are you going to pour the glass of water over your head, right?

and then you do and tecchou reaches a hand out to stop it only to get you both soaking wet but surprisingly it isn't enough for you to be sober but he certainly is more alert now

he's about to offer his jacket and get you to change out of your wet clothes when you get back to dancing in the middle of the room that you're in

but when you pull him to dance with you he's unable to say no

tecchou actually has a hard time saying 'no' to you, especially when you're giggly and hyper from all the alcohol

he's very stiff with his dancing and you move as if you don't have bones so you guys are a perfect match and a sight to see

unfortunately all that dancing causes you to pass out and now he has to give you a piggyback ride home because the buses aren't traveling anymore

and the entire time you're just rambling about the weirdest things that pop into your head but tecchou thinks about pretty weird things too so he's the perfect conversation partner for this

"tecchou, do you think i could be reborn as an octopus in your next life?" "i think so but maybe not eating octopus from now on will improve your chances."

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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⸻𝕔𝕙. 𝟚𝟘: in which fyodor is definitely not jealous

i stole my neighbor’s wifi password | a fyodor x gn!reader bsd smau

a/n: full disclosure but this chapter is kinda a mess because i forgot this little thing called Planning but more stuff goes down and then even more after lmao i hope you guys are ready for how messy this is gonna be

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fyodor didn’t know why he was so on edge tonight. he didn’t exactly hate being in the party even if everyone was loud and more than a little drunk. in fact, he was having a pretty good time so far while he was watching yours and nikolai’s magic show that he had to admit was quite impressive. even sigma, who was seated beside fyodor, was cheering them on when nikolai magically sawed you in half.

the thing is, fyodor didn’t know what exactly the relationship between you and your friends were but he eventually decided that they were a little too touchy. especially the guy named chuuya who had his arm around your shoulder for a little too long than fyodor would have liked. and when dazai came in... well, he just had to step out for a bit to avoid drawing attention to himself.

was he actually jealous though? just reading sigma’s text irked fyodor because feelings of jealousy should already be beneath someone like him. but now that he could feel himself glaring at the two guys who were clearly flirting with you while you were seated with sigma at the table, it felt even more stupid to actually deny that he was jealous.

were you really that dense that you didn’t even realize you were being flirted with? fyodor felt his jaw clench slightly but at this point all that was registering was the surprise on your face when he appeared beside you.

“fyodor! you’re back! where were you all this time?” you smiled as he walked over.

“he a friend of yours?” one of the guys asked, nodding his head up at fyodor. if he wasn’t already irked before, he was definitely now.

fyodor didn’t answer. instead, he sat down on the armrest of your chair and used his leg to push away the chair the guy was sitting on. one of his hands found its way on your shoulder.

“what the he--”

“find your own,” fyodor cut the guy off. “y/n’s with me.”

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↠ lmao yeah fyodor left kind of abruptly as soon as dazai came in because our boi is amazing at being insufferable and of course everyone but y/n noticed

↠ nikolai, yosano, and dazai got along way too well and their chaotic energy on the dance floor was enough for chuuya to leave them alone and proceed to drink the entire bar

↠ dazai stole someone’s wallet but then put it right back after finding that there were just two dollars in it (not exactly relevant but thought i might add)

↠ sigma and y/n are way too antisocial to actually dance so they ended up just bonding over the same shitty professor they had for philosophy class

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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⸻𝕔𝕙. 𝟙𝟛: in which sigma stress-bleaches his hair

i stole my neighbor’s wifi password | a fyodor x gn!reader bsd smau

a/n: okay disclaimer but the written part is NOT proofread and ever since i started writing smau’s i have been unable to form coherent sentences so pls don’t hate me for that

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fyodor knew something was up as soon as he entered the living room where his friends were. he could tell just by nikolai’s ‘feigning innocence’ look and the fact that his own phone, which was facing up earlier, was now face-down on the table.

“you messed with my phone, didn’t you?”

“w-what? i have no idea what you’re talking about dos-kun,” nikolai said indignantly.

“he texted your neighbor to come over and help,” sigma answered without even looking up from the magazine he was reading. with half of his hair currently encased in foil, fyodor thought he looked like an alien.

“seriously?” fyodor’s eyebrows quirked in annoyance as he opened his phone to read the text. “and you couldn’t make it sound any more vague either.”

“but we do need help! look at sigma’s hair! that took us an hour and it’s not even all done!” nikolai protested.

“wrong, he said he wanted to see how ‘dos-kun’s new friend looks like,’“ sigma tattled again.

“sigma, you’re losing your best friend status really quick.”

“is that so? like i care.”

fyodor sighed at the two of them and wondered how they all ended up as friends when he heard knocking on the door. “oh my god it’s the neighbor!” nikolai practically leapt out of his chair in excitement and sprinted towards the door.

“nik-- wait!”

fyodor couldn’t think of anything weirder than being greeted by someone like nikolai, whose weirdness was only amplified by his hair being full of foils, and tried to yank his friend from the door. of course, he was too late.

“welcome!” nikolai sang, throwing open the door. fyodor glanced at your shocked expression for a brief moment before covering his face with his hand. “you must be dos-kun’s neighbor!”

“i-i am,” you squeaked. “um, he texted me. is there something wrong?”

“just my friend using my phone without asking,” fyodor insinuated, giving nikolai a light smack on the shoulder. “my apologies, y/n.”

“oh, are you guys bleaching each other’s hair?” you asked, looking at sigma who was still seated on the couch. he looked up at y/n and gave a little wave.

“yeah but it’s taking ages since sigma has a lot of hair and wants to bleach the entire thing,” nikolai explained. “well, mine too. so i was wondering if you would be free to lend a ha--”

fyodor covered his mouth before he could continue. “please ignore him. i’m sure you have better things to do on a sunday, y/n.”

“i actually don’t,” you chuckled. “i’d be happy to help if you guys need any and... i did bleach my own hair once or twice in the past.”

“did it end up looking like ramen noodles?” sigma finally spoke up.

“nope!” you grinned.

“come on in.”

fyodor watched you remove your shoes before entering his house. surely, you had better things to do than bleach the hair of two people you’ve never met before, or maybe you were too nice to actually turn down nikolai. or, you were actually really bored today. but when you nervously glanced at his wifi modem before tending to sigma’s hair, fyodor felt the corner of his lips turn up in a smile.

he had to admit he more than enjoyed your company.

“y/n, i’ll get you some gloves.”

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↠ y/n suggested playing some music but then realized that they had to pretend not to know fyodor’s password and of course fyodor found it mildly amusing

↠ it was an entire afternoon of them bleaching hair and listening to true crime podcasts because the four of them are just Like That

↠ y/n accidentally left behind a hair elastic that fyodor found on the couch and he’s been wearing it around his wrist ever since

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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⸻𝕔𝕙. 𝟙𝟙: in which fyodor hits his three-follower milestone

i stole my neighbor’s wifi password | a fyodor x gn!reader bsd smau

a/n: short chapter this saturday but i hope you guys enjoy it anyway

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↠ fyodor does count the number of times sigma says he hates his boss and he’s right on the number

↠ y/n gasped so loud when they read fyodor’s text in the library that they definitely bothered the people reading next to them

↠ that said. they tweeted all their fyodor-related tweets right before accepting fyodor’s request

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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savior | fyodor x gn!reader

pt. 2 of broken from my angstcember series

anon 1: Hey bestie, how are you? I hope your doing well and staying safe, can I get some more Fyodor content? P.S your my fave bsd writer atm xx

anon 2: Can you make a part 2 of “broken” the angsty fyodor fic, really enjoyed that one

summary: you knew that your relationship with fyodor would one day lead to you lying on the ground and him standing over you, holding your life in his hands. except, you didn’t think he’d choose to save you

words: 1.5k words

contains: mentions of death, blood, murder, emotional manipulation, your regular fyodor fic

a/n: i have a whole bunch of fyodor requests so i decided to put both of these in one. also haha flattered that somebody would ask for a pt. 2 of that fic. that said, i tried to write this in such a way that you could read it independently from broken.

fyodor knows all too well just how fragile human beings are. after all, he was born with a physically weak body and as much as he wanted to dismiss that reality, it would often catch up to him in the form of his own bodily limitations. luckily, he had his own genius to more than make up for that and it only convinced fyodor that he was greater than the average human.

his subordinates came and went, some of them fyodor had intentionally disposed of to benefit a plan, such was the nature of their work. he had grown used to standing over people grasping for their last breath before fyodor himself kindly put them out of their misery with his own ability.

he knew very well that one day, he’d be doing the same to you.

“so... this is what came of you,” he mused, looking down at your body. one of your hands was pressed to a bullet wound on your side and blood pooled beneath your body. your eyes were glassy and focused at the ceiling but fyodor could tell from the slight rise and fall of your chest that you were very much alive.

he kneeled down and gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. with a soft smile on his face, he remembered the you from a year ago: the young university student that he met in a library with the shy smile and the soft expression. ‘so innocent,’ fyodor thought, chuckling softly. and now, look where you ended up.

“tell me, did you intend to get yourself shot?” he asked. your eyes landed on his and your breath rattled as you inhaled.

“you could figure that out for yourself,” you replied.

“since when did my dear y/n get so cheeky?” fyodor sighed, resting his chin on his hand.

“i hope... you don’t die... anytime soon,” you struggled to say.

“hm? have you grown fond of me?”

“no,” you chuckled, only to cough painfully on your own blood. though, it looked like you didn’t regret it. “i just want to enjoy a few years in hell before having to see you there.”

that got fyodor chuckling again. “maybe i will miss you y/n,” he said. you smirked at him.

“screw you.”

you closed your eyes, expecting fyodor to deliver the final blow. he observed you silently for a few seconds, his hand hovering just over your wrist, only to reach into his pocket to pull out a phone.

“nikolai? i’ll need some help here.”

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you thought those were your final words because you slipped into unconsciousness right after saying them only to wake up a day later lying on a couch in an unfamiliar room.

“what the--” you looked around groggily and found a bandage over the bullet wound in your side and what appeared to be an IV drip injected into your arm. fuck, you were still alive. only question is, where were you?

you got your answer just a few seconds later and almost wished you hadn’t.

“oh good, you’re finally awake,” fyodor said, entering the living room. he wasn’t dressed in his usual ensemble and wore a plain sweater and pants. for a minute there, you could imagine yourself back in that library a year ago before everything happened. “well, the bullet didn’t hit any fatal areas either so you’ll be good to go in a week maybe.” you clenched your jaw.

“why the fuck did you save me?”

“is that anything to say to your savior?” fyodor tutted and sat down on the armchair nearest you.

“you’re not my savior. not if the only reason why you chose to save me is to just toy with me,” you seethed.

“hmm, you make a compelling argument,” fyodor nodded contemplatively. “though, that’s not entirely the case.”

“care to tell me what it is then?” you asked in a mocking tone. you hated that no matter how much venom you put in your words, fyodor would just chuckle as if he was watching a child threaten him. but to him, you were just as threatening as a child.

he leaned back in the armchair and cocked his head while regarding you. “having you around... entertains me.”

the way he enunciated every syllable sent shivers down your spine. you know that fyodor was always good at pandering to your insecurities, making you feel as if you were his whole world when in fact you were probably just a pawn to him. no way were you going to fall for this again.

luckily, months of working for his terrorist organization sharpened your movements. with one hand, you grabbed the letter opener from the coffee table and swung it at fyodor. except, his hand grabbed your wrist in mid-air just as you were about to plunge it into his throat. the point of the letter opener was pressed against his throat but your captor was completely unharmed.

“see what i mean?” he smirked at you. “was it just last year when you were desperate enough to leave me that you got yourself caught? and now look at you,” he crooned, twirling a strand of your hair with his long index finger. “so defiant now.”

his grip on your wrist tightened and you dropped the letter opener. “just you wait. one day i’ll--”

“you’ll what? run away and try to live a normal life? you know better than that, y/n. with everything you’ve done under me, how could you possibly live amongst mere humans?” fyodor scoffed. “and dying? my dear y/n, you never really wanted to die that day, did you?” he smiled knowingly.

the hesitation must have been clear on your face because fyodor let go of your wrist. you felt yourself sit back down on the couch you had been lying on. “you’re one of the only people i haven’t been able to completely control and i think that in itself makes it worth having you around.”

“and if i decide to use that against you?” you asked.

fyodor stood up and made his way across the room to the kitchen. “that’s always up to you,” he said, feigning nonchalance. “now, how do you like your tea?”

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you spent that entire week recovering in fyodor’s place and it was strangely incident-free. he’d be away most of the day after all and often came back in the late hours of the night, asking about your condition if he caught you awake and even offering to bring back painkillers if needed. at one point, the two of you even had dinner together. that is, if sitting at the table drinking in soup while fyodor rambled on about the next stage of his grand plan could be counted.

a year ago, before you knew of his true colors, you would have wanted something like this with fyodor. you would have wanted him to come home to you making dinner and spend the rest of the night listening to him read out from your favorite book. of course, that scenario was just a pale ghost now in comparison to your reality, but sometimes you tried a bit harder to convince yourself otherwise.

“you’re all healed. i suppose you could leave now if you wanted,” fyodor observed. “of course, you could come and go here anytime you like.”

“thanks but, no thanks,” you said stoically.

“hmm, shame,” fyodor sighed. “i won’t even be around for the next couple of weeks.”

“so, you’re really planning to get yourself put in jail,” you said, looking up at him. fyodor was standing in the middle of the bathroom with the door ajar, fiddling with the ends of his dark hair.

“just for a while,” he hummed. and then, “my hair is too long again. y/n, could you cut it for me?”

the request took you aback and it took you a while to realize that fyodor was serious with his request with the way he looked at you expectantly. slowly, you got up off the couch and walked over to the bathroom where he was.

“how short do you want it?”

“just at my shoulder,” fyodor answered. with one hand, he reached into one of the bathroom drawers and pulled out a pair of scissors. they weren’t just the regular kind of office stationery. the scissors were made completely of metal and the blades were long and sharp at the very tip.

when he handed the scissors to you, fyodor’s gaze lingered pointedly on yours long enough for you to understand what he was doing. the corner of his lip curled slightly upwards before he turned back around. of course, he was taunting you.

the metal was cold in your hands and carried substantial weight. with fyodor’s back turned, you could probably kill him if you wanted to; plunge the blades deep into his back or his nape and have him crumple to the floor. then, you’d be the one standing over him, waiting to see what kind of person fyodor would be in his last few moments of life.

but he knew you too well.

“lean your head a bit forward,” you whispered. fyodor obeyed and you started snipping at his hair. not once did he even look up at the mirror to check your progress, placing his complete faith in you.

it was better to be at the devil’s side than his enemy.

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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❁ single florals: edgar allan poe + smiling into a kiss

(this is poe from bungou stray dogs btw i just had to clear that up because i have an intense fear that someone’s going to come for me for writing xreader with actual goth writer edgar allen poe ok bye)

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anon: CONGRATS ON 3.5 K~! feel free to ignore this if this came too late but single florals physical affection prompt 3 with bsd poe?

a/n: THANK YOU SO MUCH !! ahh this prompt is so cute i hope you like it !!

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even after weeks of dating you, poe was still too shy to ever initiate a kiss. in all honesty, he had never kissed anyone either so it would be his first. in books, kisses between the couple always came naturally. there was always the right moment when it would be initiated and the characters always knew what to do.

except, he didn’t know what to do. does he take you somewhere special or just wait for it to happen at the best moment? and where would poe hold you, on your waist? your cheek?

you, on the other hand, could tell just how anxious your boyfriend was being while you were cuddled up against poe in your favorite reading nook in the library just by how karl kept scurrying about. and just like poe, you’ve been waiting for your first kiss too.

‘could it be that he’s nervous about it?’ you thought, watching poe mutter whatever he was reading out loud. well, it made sense considering how he was practically shaking when he first asked you out and then during your first dinner date.

but, just like then, you weren’t afraid to take matters into your own hands.

“hey, poe, what does this mean?” you asked, to get your boyfriend’s attention. the effect was instantaneous and poe leaned over to take a look at what you were reading. his face was just inches from yours and you placed a hand on his cheek before leaning in to kiss him.

poe was caught completely off-guard and you couldn’t miss how his body stiffened up just for a bit before relaxing into the kiss. you moved your lips against his before feeling poe’s hand cup your cheek to pull you closer. while kissing him, you could tell that he smiled just a little bit.

“well?” you smiled once the two of you pulled apart.

“well... that was... nice,” poe swallowed, blinking hard.

“i didn’t think i’d ever see the day when you’d be at a loss for words,” you giggled. poe blushed furiously before looking shyly at you.

“well, it’s you after all.”

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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❁ corsage: i match you up with... edgar allen poe

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anon: Desc: I love playing the piano and guitar and am trying to learn violin, writing and reading books are two of my favorite hobbies and I plan on collecting philosophy books to read if my bank account allows it. I like spending time outdoors at midnight in busy places alone. I'm shy but turn annoyingly talkative when asked about a topic I'm passionate bout. Stubborn + lazy + mischievous +laidback. Lastly, I love wrapping myself in thick blankets inside a cold and dark room and take naps.

a/n: i’m so glad you like my writing ahhh also i love bsd match-ups a lot and i hope you like this one friend !!

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the two of you met at the armed detective agency where you were working part-time as a clerk

actually, it was you who approached poe during the after-party with the battle of the guild because you noticed he looked kind of scared and awkward

you just sat beside him and tried to strike up a conversation but before either of you knew it, you were both chatting about your favorite books

poe definitely finds you to be a comforting presence while he’s in the very chaotic agency

you were actually looking for a nice quiet place to read and poe invited you to spend time in one of his stories that had a nice library for you

it actually happened to have a piano there and he was surprised when you walked up to it and started playing

he loves listening to you play and having these reading sessions in the library. poe makes sure that there are a good number of thick blankets there too in case you want to sleep a bit

when he notices that even karl likes cuddling or resting on your lap while you read, he takes it as a sign that you two go well together

poe isn’t much of a fan of busy places but he lets you take him to your favorite place at midnight to hang out

later on, he ends up asking you out by inviting you to play a mystery novel game in one of his stories. even though poe already knows how to solve the mystery, he keeps it quiet and enjoys watching you put the pieces of the puzzle together

at the end of the story, the ‘mystery’ to be solved was actually poe’s feelings for you and he confessed through a final coded message that you were meant to decode

the two of you make the cutest couple and definitely have a lot more fun together

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