Historias de Fedya

Slumped against a velvet, rose-coloured sofa holding wine glasses and giggling at each other's slurred conversation. The TV proposes a life-ending speech. 'Drunken men pay no attention to importance', and this pays no exception to Dazai & Fyodor, whom are still giggling at their drunkness and are spiralling into complete madness.

'lil angsty but not the worst I've written yooo if you like my jjk book please read the last a/n thaaaankkkkssss (not bad news I swear on my life)

With those luscious emoji lips, how could he resist I PROMISE THIS IS PG IM NOT TBAT DEPRAVED yet

Scarlett Young was never one to dabble in other people's lives, she lived a hell of her own and saw no need to get into other's. However, when she and Fedya are paired together on a school project she begins to see her life may not be as dark as it once seemed.

How far would you go to know someone?

In which, you guys will vote for nicknames in which I will call you all!~

Cuộc phiêu lưu tại Thợ săn thế giới của Demon. Author: Rimon Truyện chỉ đăng trên Wattpad, cấm re-up

A collection of Danatole oneshots because I'm shipping trash:D [Cover drawn by me]

Idek

Fyodor Dostoevsky and you are spending the time together in your own house, doing nothing more but talk and drink black tea, letting the own vapor warm your bare hands. You are working on a short story for your best friend; her birthday being tomorrow, and you need to finish it. ▶ if we drank black tea | fyodor d. wrote by 𝐡iikaru ㅤ 2O25 𝒮low updates 𔔡 female reader insert. ❞ ⤿ 𝐁SD. fanfiction featuring a fyodor d. x reader relationship. Usual bsd trigger warnings (tw) / old one-shot. Edited.

Discontinued Rosalind is that girl. You know. The wanna be cottage core lesbian who's really just an bisexual alt kid in the end. So really, just your average confused teenager. Life during the summer kind of slows down once it gets a rhythm to it. It gets boring and repetitive. For a girl like Rosalind, that kind of life sucks. That is, of course, until she- quiet literally- runs into a stranger at the slatepark, Fyodor Monet. Like any curious stranger, she strikes up a conversation with him and suddenly it's like they've known each other their entire lives. Sparks fly. Romance happens. And maybe summer won't be as boring as she thought. Fyodor Monet (Lest.at on tiktok) is his own person. I am in no way saying I AM him, nor am I saying I know him and/or that my writing reflects who he is in any way, shape, or form. This is purely a fanfiction and if he wants it taken down then I'll delete it all in a heartbeat.

fedya thought he knew what love at first sip was. but then, the plot thickened. just like the oat milk.

anatole likes to be bruised, likes the bruises fedya leaves on him, even if they're hidden. his favorites are on his wrists, from fedya holding him down.

(Ok, so this is the first fanfic. I've ever did... so plz...have mercy!) Anyway! y/n is the new girl in town...she's 18 and lives on her own, the town she moves to is small, but still has a lot of people and is very mysterious. Y/N is a loner and had no hesitation to leave that useless orphanage. Nobody ever gave a damn about her... She was ready to start a new life. But that new life would require a lot of investigation when she accidentally meets Fedya the town's manticians son(the one and only!).

Feeling lonely, you allow yourself to be dragged to a party with friends. You meet someone there that changes your life forever.

fedya fanfic

❝in nineteenth century russia, we write letters.❞ to everyone except for anatole, it is very obvious that dolokhov is in love with his best friend. after anatole left for petersburg after the failed abduction, dolokhov was devastated. dolokhov didn't know how to deal with his feelings, but then started to write letters to anatole but never send them. these would get his emotions out, right? however, his good friend couldn't stand to see him sad all the time. ❝we put down in writing what is happening in our minds.❞ headcanon: sonya is good friends with dolokhov. ships: natasha/andrei, dolokhov/anatole, (implied) hélène/pierre

this is very serious I don't know why you would think other wise