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Up close, his eyes were deep, calculating pools of darkness, gleaming with a dangerous, manic curiosity that perfectly mirrored Fyodor's own buried desires. "You want to dissect me, don't you? Measure my teeth? Count my heartbeats? See what makes a monster tick?"
"Among other things," Fyodor replied, not stepping back even a single inch. His heart rate hadn't even elevated; his pulse remained a steady, rhythmic thrum.
or : vampire dazai x medical student / doctor fyodor
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“Yeah, sure,” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep as she looked up at her rival. “You're one to talk about mutts.”
Dazai’s eyes widened, a genuine smile breaking across her face that she couldn't completely hide. She was utterly astonished by Fyodor's sudden, sleepy willingness to trade playful barbs.or : academic rivals with dazai being the top
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A fever lowers defenses without altering terms. Dazai remains where he shouldn’t be. Fyodor does nothing to stop it.
Hurtcember 2025 - Day twenty-five - Sick
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- Part 9 of Hurtcember 2025
- Part 5 of A Hunger With No Mirror
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08 Oct 2026
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Sometimes It's Better Not To Remember by wild_grape
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
08 Jul 2026
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"You are my Church in which I wish to pray."
"With a mouth full of my semen. I haven't forgotten about that, Demon."
Dazai gets thoroughly wasted, mistakes his worst enemy for a dream phantom, and inadvertently drags a self-proclaimed god down to Earth.
What could possibly go wrong? Everything
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01 Sep 2026
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religion's in your lips (even if it's a false god) by wayward_stranger
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
15 Jun 2024
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"Yes, come in," the voice, Dazai's, answered him. He sounded rushed and Fyodor was elated at the thought that their small meeting wouldn't have to go on for so long. That was, until he stepped inside the studio.
"Oh, I see you're from the church."
Fyodor's eyes quickly flew to the direction of the voice after landing on the nude model posed on the platform in the middle of the room. After hearing rumors surrounding the "great artist" for years, Fyodor could finally attach a face to them.
He was loathe to admit it was a beautiful face.
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When Osamu Dazai is commissioned to craft the marble sculpture for the new church being constructed, Fyodor Dostoyevsky is tasked with assisting him and making sure the genius artist stays in line. Despite their vastly different backgrounds, Fyodor is willing to set aside their differences with their interests momentarily aligning. But can a man as devoted as Fyodor be able to resist such temptation?
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19 Aug 2026