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What I see when I’m scrolling the tl and people are talking about fandoms/ships I have no idea about and they use abbreviations:
Idk anything about backgrounds
the Radiohead symbol looks a lot like the rats in the house of the dead symbol
I think Fyodor would like Radiohead
REASONS NOT TO END IT ALL:
1) all the unreleased songs from your favourite artist
2) all the dogs and cats waiting to be loved by you
3) GOTTA OUTLIVE THE HATERS
4) THE HATERS GONNA BE HAPPY IF YOU DIE
5) potatoes. boil them, mash them, fry them up till golden and crispy
6) we got 2 more fnaf movies to go
7) dr. pepper
8) you have so many hugs left to give and get
9) you might eat your favourite meal tomorrow
10) keep telling yourself “not today.” one day you won’t have to.
please, REBLOG + ADD MORE REASONS!
It's not good enough that I like this character, I want him naked on my bed
It's 1972 sir 😐
breaking the first post hurdle !!
Bsd art dump :3
Couple goals 💕
More bsd light study 🧋
4/18 — went to the beach and took a photo of fyodor by the pool!! he’s so joyous i love him <3
t h e y h a v e a r r i v e d
chuuya and nikolais harir are so fluffy
OK I WAS JUST BEING DEPRESSING AN HOUR AGO BUT LOOK WHO SHOWED UP AT MY DOORSTEP JUST NOW!!!
he told me nikolai and chuuya are coming soon
OK I WAS JUST BEING DEPRESSING AN HOUR AGO BUT LOOK WHO SHOWED UP AT MY DOORSTEP JUST NOW!!!
he told me nikolai and chuuya are coming soon
Fyolai yuri??!?!!
𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚜𝚍 𝚊𝚖𝚟 𝙸 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗
𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙵𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚒 (𝙵𝚎𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚊) 🔛🔝
✶⋆𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ℙ𝕠𝕤𝕥⋆✶
𝙷𝚒, 𝙸'𝚖 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚕, 𝚊.𝚔.𝚊. 𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚔𝚘
𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚠'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎
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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐: 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚕𝚍; 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜
𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜: 𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚎
𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜: 𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚅𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒 𝚗𝚘 𝙺𝚞𝚗𝚒, 𝙽𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎: 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿, 𝙱𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚞 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚐𝚜, 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚄𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊, 𝚂𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 (𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖?), 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚙𝚊, (𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜)
𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌: 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚄, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝙼𝚢𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚣, 𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚍, 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚍, 𝚄𝚝𝚊𝚞, 𝙲𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝙽𝚘𝚒𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝙶𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝙲𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚜, 𝚆𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜: 𝙼𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚂𝚞𝚊, 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚄𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊, 𝙿𝚛𝚞𝚜𝙿𝚘𝚕
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝙲𝚣𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚊, 𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚞𝚊, 𝚛𝚐𝚞 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚢, 𝚋𝚜𝚍 𝙵𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛 (𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗), 𝚑𝚗𝚔 𝚈𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍
𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚜: 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚃𝚞𝚋𝚎
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𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠!
BSD SPOILERS POSSIBLE BSD SPOILERS IM SORRY I DON’T KNOW HOW TO ADD CONTENT LITTLE WARNINGS FOR SPOILERS
what if because of Fyodors (possible or confirmed unsure) religious past and present, he thinks Atsushi isnt “man” enough due to his reaction to his offer to join the DOA, he see’s him more a “boy” and less than a “man” because he’s more emotional.
What if the orphanage told Atsushi that and that’s why he’s so insecure and why thinks he’s so weak, i believe there are SOME implications that the orphanage could’ve possibly been religious, and with how he was treated its possible they could’ve told him stuff like how he’s “not ready to be a man yet” because he’d was just a more emotional kid
okay thats it!! i’lll go back to drawing, #1 atsushi fan is leaving now
"ALL I WANNA DO IS GET HIGH BY THE BEACH!"
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚— HUMAN FYODOR X SIREN FEM READER
✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩SUMMARY: A man with a haunting past and a dead lover has already lost hope in all of humanity. He originally wanted to save humanity, not until the only person he loved the most perished because of it. Avenging of what he can, he does heinous crimes and carry a hatred towards humanity due to the loss of his lover.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ — ANGST + HORROR + ROMANCE + PSYCHOLOGY
A/N: Im gonna make this fanfic quite short since I've been busy and drained.. Please enjoy the read<3!
( ၴႅၴ+WARNINGS! : DRUG USAGE, MURDER, DEATH (+ nickname usage, - Lyubov' (love) & Ангел (angel)
Being somebody who is considered 'immortal' wasn't easy, you see the people you love die easily.
Originally, fyodor wanted to save humanity, he believed that everyone needed saving except the people who abused the abilities that was bestowed onto them by the heavens.
He only loved ONE person, a woman who has gained his interest and his affection. The love he had was unconditional and affectionate, a raging storm that was shined upon with the everlasting moonlight. And that was all YOU.
But one day, you needed to visit a certain island due to your studies, being the lover fyodor was, he was quite skeptical and paranoid that something may happen to you, but he didn't wanna cut off your freedom as he does love you dearly.. So he let you off.
With a kiss on the hand and a cheek, you leave the house with a suitcase, on your way to the ship that you were going on, it was a ship controlled by a wealthy and powerful dictator, who the DOSTOEVSKY wasn't fond of.
The ship set sailed in ease..
A few days later, fyodor received a message that the ship went missing. Including you. And the only person who survived it was no other than the dictator himself.
Fyodor clutched his fists as he read through the letter, it wasn't often he was enranged like this, but the melancholic feeling of his lover missing consumed him, how could he let this happen? He should've never let you on in the ship.
Eventually thats when he became a ruthless man, he was already making ability users perish but the only thing he admired and adored the most has been taken away from him, he had a plan. A plan to kill the dictator.
He was used to hiding, but he didn't want to anymore. He'd do anything to avenge your death. Your body wasn't even found.
⁺‧₊˚ஓ༻𓆩♡𓆪༺ஓ˚₊‧⁺
Years passed by, population went down due to his sprees, this void in him was eating him alive.
Every neck he slashed and every shot he has taken was all for you.
He walked through the jagged rocks of the beach, trying to get away from his past. He wanted to forget about it, but he didn't wanna forget you. He walked groggily, he recently took some Lysergic acid diethylamide, he wanted to lay off of life for a second and forget his surroundings. He wasn't normally this disheveled and unhinged, but your death really took a toll on him.
The wind howled through the decaying coastal town, carrying with it the scent of salt and the distant, mournful cries of the sea. Fyodors face gaunt and hollow-eyed, stumbled along the cobblestone streets, the weight of the past dragging at his every step. He had come to this place seeking something anything that could fill the void left by the death of his wife. But in his search for solace, he had found only darkness.
He took another blotter paper with LSD, he walked till the end of the coast line, nobody was around as the numbing feeling of the substance took over his chest, that dulled tha pain he endured. His legs were cut and he was pale and skinny, you were always the one who was taking care of him that he forgot what to eat, drink and how to sleep.
He looked at the moon with half lidded eyes and soft breathing before hearing a familiar voice. The singing was melodic and smooth to hear, a voice that had the same pitch, tone, and key to yours. This can't be real right?
He immediately walks over to the sound, trying to find it. The sky was oddly colorful today. It was a deep blue. He walked over and he hears it getting louder, he breathes heavily. Running towards the sound, he didn't wanna speak yet. He had to find out himself, were you still alive? After all these years?
With unsteady steps, he descended the rocky path to the shore, the waves crashing violently against the rocks. There, in the shallow waters, stood a figure, bathed in the ghostly light of the moon. Her hair tangled and damp, her skin beautiful and glistening with the spray of the sea. But it was her eyes. those familiar, haunting eyes—.. that stopped fyodor in his tracks.
"Lyubov'.." he muttered with wide eyes and disbelief, his sadness washing away from his chest.
His breath caught in his throat. It couldn’t be. Yet, as he looked at her, he was certain that this was his wife, that returned to him from beyond the grave. His heart swelled with a mix of joy and sorrow, his mind reeling with the impossibility of it all.
“fedya.. ” you whispered with a teasing grin, your voice a soft, melodic echo of the song that had called him. breath caught in his throat. It couldn’t be. Yet, as he looked at her, he was certain—this was his wife.. His beloved lover, That returned to him from beyond the grave. His heart swelled with a mix of joy and sorrow, his mind reeling with the impossibility of it all.
“You came back Ангел..!” he choked out, walking toward you with an admiring grin. “I knew you would come back."
The siren, his wife, smiled, a sad, distant expression that seemed almost… wrong.
“I never left, fedya. I've been here all along. Awaiting for your arrival, my dear." you whispered softly in his ear.
He fell to his knees in the icy cold water, reaching out to touch her. His hand trembled as it brushed against your cheek, you leaned into his touch, your skin cold, damp, and scaley..yet familiar.
He grinned gently, wrapping his hands on your waist, admiring your beautiful face. This is what dreams are made of right? Everything felt completely right. His eyes were filled with adoration and solace. The gaping void in his chest was filled once again, he was finally with you. His wife.
"I've done alot of things in the past, im afraid. But i did it all for you." he caressed your skin, but it felt.. Hard and cold. He ignored that, he just wanted to be with you, to touch you, to love you all over again. "I want you to understand, lyubov'. If you come back amd see the way things are now, don't be afraid."
His eyes were locked onto yours, tucking a piece of your hair behind your finned ears. He looked down, seeing your scaley tail. He didn't care of you weren't human anymore.
You lean onto him, "I'm back now.. Come with me instead, into the depths of the ocean." he nods, his gaze locked onto yours, "let go, and be with me.. Forever. In the sea. We'll love again,"— he nodded, his thumb caressing your cheek as he held your waist securely. "we'll laugh again, and we'll be together. Forever."
His heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He had yearned for this moment, to be reunited with you, to finally find peace and have you in his arms. He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours, cold and salty like the sea.. But how beautiful you were..
But as he kissed you, he felt nothing but bones. He felt something hard, it wasn't the soft lips that he would kiss every night.
No.
It wasn't.
The substances effect slowly faded away, he looked back at you.. his eyes wide with horror. The figure before him was no longer his wife, no longer the ethereal beauty who had called to him from the sea. She was something else!- something twisted and grotesque. Your bones were pale, bloated, mottled with decay, and your eyes.. those eyes.. were empty, hollow sockets.
This was not a reincarnation of you as a siren. It was your remains. Your rotting missing cadaver that had washed up on shore. Your boned were waterlogged and broken, her limbs twisted at unnatural angles. The crashing waves of the oceans was evident that it crushed your body. The waves and smell of the sea surrounded him as he held your decaying bones.
He looked at your ring finger. It still had the ring he proposed to you with, a patch of grey rotting skin was under the ring. Your skin, that he worshipped and adored the most. His breath was jagged and he held your hand, a single tear dropping down his eye.
The corpse stared back at him with empty eyes, her mouth twisted into a mockery of the smile he loved. He looks down and he held your decaying body close, leaning his head onto your shoulder.
"I.. I will then. If you want it, I'll do it."
It was all a hallucination. But he didn't want to believe that. He believed it was still you. He carried your rotting bones in bridal style, like he did during your wedding day.
He took another dose of his substances and he walked deeper into the ocean.
Deeper.
And deeper..
And deeper.
A/N: the color of the theme is blue and white, completely different from my theme which is red and black..but i wanted to change it up abit. Thanks for reading. This actually made me sad abit..
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for someone who's obsessed with kyuusaku I rarely ever draw them 💔 (this drawing took me an hour and 40 minutes. kyuu was the hour, and yet still looks like absolute shite.)
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
finished my fyodor fanart! Not my best work though…..something just feels off about it and idk what- 😭😭😭
Inner beauty— but quite literally.
TW - gore, detailed, exposed muscles, teeth, etc.
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inner beauty matters, really. ෆ╹ .̮ ╹ෆ
Okay pookies!! Hear me out, as someone with anemia i am lowkey insecure about my skintone, it looks a bit yellowish and i absolutely hate it, by that i mean that there's a lot of people who are insecure about yellow undertone, soo!! Here's a headcanon idea.
Fyodor with yellow undertone, because he's anemic!! So, we people with yellowish undertone, can feel less insecure about our skin! :3
Testing realism on fyodor as a punishment for killing my pookies.
he ugly af in my artstyle i loveb him💔
This man was probably raised by dinosaurs but let's make an expectation for adorable scenes.
Pookie wookie skunrkly cookie :3
Happy belated bday psyco<3
Drew this on his bday, forgot to post.
(Cant draw hands for my life, so i didnt :D)
Looked better without hair tbh
Bro. Im so broke i need a sugar daddy or smth without having to do any of the freaky shi so i can buy stuff bc why is everything so expensive 😭💔 /hj
Sooo I wanted to do some bungo stray dogs stuff here, so I'm starting with twitter tweets using a generator to get started. Very short post for this one so enjoy it and expect more random ass shit >:)
