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fvedyetor · 10 months
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relearning digital art part 2: pushing everybody has a crush on sigma propaganda
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sigmadolos · 1 year
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(  what  is  more  destructive  than  love  ?  )
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Fyodor, looking at Dazai twirling Sigma around: you stole my boyfriend. But I have already predicted this. So.....
*does the will smith pose with Vampire Chuuya*
I stole yours in advance
Dazai: ....... I'm gonna drown your ass
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BSD college!AU headcanons pt. 3
Tws: Dazai typical mentions of sewerslide, mention of long term injuries after a car crash, mentions of religious trauma, slight mention of a breakdown
Pairings: Poly DOA + Shibusawa (Shibufyo siglai), Perfect crime trio (Mushiranpoe), Soukoku, Bram/Lovecraft (can be read as Steincraft + Bram tho), slight platonic!Fyozai?, Montcott
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When everything gets too stressful for Mushitaro, he always listens to Elvis Presley songs over headphones to fall asleep (same)
The whole theatere course in which Nikolai is in plans to stay together even after college to perform little plays
They are really good tho so they probably could make money with thier plays
It already happened a few times that Dazai just couldn't put up with the academic stress and expectations aswell as with all his trauma and suicidal thoughts but didn't wanted to "stress Chuuya even more" so he just went to Oda and Ango to thier office and let himself breakdown there while his father figures comforted him
Oda is the very chill easy going professor of the college which nearly everyone loves
Bram is known as the campus vampire bc he's not only pale af but he also sleeps during the day and in lectures, gets productive at night, always dresses like it's the 1800s, mainly wears black and white colored clothes, and comes from a rich family.
Bram's best friend is Aya who goes to the primary school a few streets away from the campus.
They met in a café where Aya walked up to him and kept asking him if he's really a vampire.
After he found out about her abusive father he basically adopted her
He's mostly either annyoed or tired and he always listens to the radio over his tiny pocket radio
Fyodor is a psychology major who minors in something like religion or music.
Fyodor pretty much never sleeps and tends to overwork himself. Nikolai has to wrestle him to bed at like 3am. (Which isn't hard for him/considering how fragile Fyodor is and how tall and trained Nikolai is)
Fyodor admirers Sigma's personality and his innocence since it's something he lost while living on the streets as a teen.
Thanks to his family Fyodor has religious trauma and after some religion lectures his boyfriends have to beat some sense into that so smart but so stupid brain of his. Especially when he starts thinking again that him being gay will bring him to hell.
Fyodor tells everyone who dared to start small talk with him that he only listens to classical music and then proceeds to blast russian rock in his and his boyfriends' dorm.
Sometimes Fyodor has depressive days where he won't even leave the bed. Then Nikolai, Sigma and Shibusawa will stay with him all day, trying to cheer him up, comfort him and help him
On these days even Dazai comes over to thier dorm to check on his oldest friend. He obviously isn't worried or smth or feels bad for him since he knows how such days are. He is and he does
Bram dragged Lovecraft and Steinbeck with him to see the " The Dance of the Vampire"/"The Fearless Vampire Killers" musical at least 4 times already
Poe, Lucy, Louisa, Magret, Nathaniel, Lovecraft, Steinbeck and Mark are all students from america who study overseas and all went to the same high school together so they know each other pretty well
Study sessions with them are pure chaos
Louisa and Poe are some kind of friends and bond over the fact that they are both often too scared to do some normal things which require social interaction
Whenever Bram's legs start to hurt too much, Lovecraft will do anything he can to help boyfriend his dear friend to feel better (As mentioned in my previous posts, Bram can in fact get up and walk around for a bit again but he can't walk for a long time. He can obviously feel his legs and isn't paralyzed but he struggles with pain from the permanent injuries now too)
Poe despairing over Mark's grammar and pronunciations in his writing assignments for thier literature course which he had to proof read on a daily base
Mark is a good writer tho
Ranpo usually wears glasses bc he can't see shit without them
Nikolai loves to burn CDs for his boyfriends
He either burns thier favorite songs or he makes playlists for them in which he puts a lot of work and effort
For some reason, Shibusawa listens to Orchestral Manoeuvers in the dark on daily base
Ranpo often comes to lectures or goes out in general while wearing sweatshirts or vests which he stole from Poe or Mushitaro. They are very oversized but he doesn't actually mind. He likes oversized clothes.
Chuuya always sends cute videos of the animals from the animal shelter where he works and of which he takes care of to Dazai
He also does this often if he has to go to work but knows Dazai is feeling not that well to cheer him up
It nearly always works
Nikolai and Shibusawa both share a deep hate towards Ivan and Ivan hates them both too so Nikolai and Shibusawa made it thier mission to roast him whenever they can while he dramatically talks shit about them or insults them
Louisa and Lucy, the poly doa and Atsushi and Akutagawa have a bunch of fairy lights hanging around in thier dorms which they turn on every evening. Especially in the cold months
Ranpo, Mushitaro and Poe hoard candles and books
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BSD college!AU headcanons pt. 1
BSD college!AU headcanons pt. 2
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5urg30n · 2 years
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They are done and they are gay, idc what you say— i am also obsessed with this ship
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thatforestprince · 10 months
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food from half life: decay
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shiveringgroovy · 1 month
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GUYS READ MY FANFICTION!!!!! RIGHT NOW!!!!!!
It's Meursault squad-centric, SKK with a dash of poly DOA because I like them. Set in a fuckass adol psych ward where Dazai meets a group of dipshits and befriends them while working through his own illness and whatever. Read it.
Disclaimer: It is also my first fic!!! It kinda sucks and if it doesn't tickle your pickle, I get it!! I'm still working as a writer, but it's a bigger project and I also seek validation because I'm an immature teenager. Akatosh bless. Disclaimer disclaimer: I'm not even a soukoku fan why did I write this.
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neonganymede · 10 months
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WIP Wednesday #26
DOA Anastasia AU - Painted Wings Excerpt 2: like a memory from a dream
Excerpt 1: I never should have let them dance
Sigma paused, his feet refusing to carry him past the old, rundown church. His thin body shivered, his breath misting in front of him in crystal clouds of smoke, and hugged his arms tight to his chest. He stood in silence for a moment, listening. Waiting. Maybe I misheard. His brow knitting is disappointment, Sigma huffed another chilly sigh before he began to walk again. The ticket in his pocket was no good, and he’d never make it back to the orphanage by nightfall. If he wanted to survive the cold, then he would need to find a place to— There!
Gasping, Sigma turned toward the church again. He could hear it now, quiet over the din of the city but still loud enough for him to make out a distinct sound coming from within. Sigma stepped closer, turning his head to press his ear to the cold door.
... Music? String music, if Sigma had to guess, coming from inside the church. He took a few steps back, his chest heaving in quiet alarm at the discovery.
Was this the place that Bram had meant he should come? Somebody was inside, somebody who should be able to help him, but now that he was here, Sigma found that his feet stalled. His heart raced, a rapid thud-thud-thud that grew louder the longer he stared at that door.
Sigma couldn’t shake the feeling like he’d… been here before? He’d seen this church. He’d heard this song. But it didn’t strike him as something that he’d actually experienced. More like….
“Like a memory from a dream,” he murmured to himself, startled by the sound of his own voice. He swallowed, but the tight feeling constricting his throat didn’t abate. His mouth felt dry, his lips chapping no matter how many times he wet them in his quest to settle his nerves.
Sigma wanted to find out who he was. He had to know if he had a family, somebody out there as desperate to find him as he was to find them.
A home. A place in this world where he belonged, where he fit in, where he wasn’t just Sigma.
... Would he find that inside? If he went in, would he be taking the first step to finding out who he was?
Fear crawled up Sigma’s spine, his ever-present hopelessness already nipping at his heels again. What if he didn’t find help inside? What if Bram had been wrong? What if Sigma walked in there, drawn forward by nothing but a song his heart thought it knew, and discovered that he didn’t have a home?
No home, no family, no way to ever feel truly complete? Just an ordinary man with a name he gave himself and a train ticket to nowhere?
Sigma thought of the ticket again. Of the word Yokohama written on it. Of the reluctant frown on Bram’s face when he delivered the news that the ticket was expired.
And yet, Sigma kept it. He let it weigh in his pocket like a reminder that there must be somebody out there looking for him, too. There had to be… right? He must belong somewhere, and maybe, just maybe, he’d find a clue to that home if he walked into the church.
Standing outside would get him nowhere but frozen. Sigma gulped, the bob of his throat painful and suffocating, before he reached a trembling hand toward the door handle. A tiny amount of pressure, and the door swung open, inviting him in with nary a creak.
Even if the door had made a sound, Sigma wouldn’t have heard it. The music was louder now, welcoming him in with a familiarity that hurt. His feet moved, unbidden, toward the delicate song that sang through his veins.
The feeling was much stronger now. He knew this song. He knew this place, but the memories danced out of his reach no matter how far he strained his fingers. All things he could almost remember, but he couldn’t get a grasp on any of it. Each vision faded in and out like the flickering of a candle whose teasing light dimmed on this dream from long ago.
Sigma followed the music forward, stepping carefully across broken floorboards that left splinters in his shoes. At some point, a piece of the ceiling had caved in, and the jagged opening allowed the last rays of golden sunlight to shine down over rows of shattered pews, the dusty stained glass windows, and the man sitting on a crate where a podium must have once stood.
The man looked like an angel. He wore a long black coat with a fur collar that looked warm, his outfit underneath white and pristine. A white ushanka covered his head, but Sigma could still see the stark lengths of dark hair spilling out from beneath it. He cradled the cello like a lover, his deft fingers moving over the strings to create the wonderful sound that had so thoroughly captivated Sigma’s attention.
The stranger played without pause, the song building in a way that made Sigma’s lonely heart yearn for things that it used to know. Things he wanted so badly to remember, but his mind remained blank no matter how hard he listened to the dwindling melody. The last note echoed through the mournful chasm of his empty memory, leaving him only with a nagging thought on the tip of his tongue, a new mountain of questions, and a longing for a melody he wished he could remember.
Finally, the man looked at him. His violet eyes ignited in the day’s dying light, and his easy smile made goosebumps rise on Sigma’s arms. He smiled as though he’d been waiting for Sigma, but that couldn’t be right. Even Sigma didn’t know that he would find his way here, that his train ticket would be no good, that his only lead would be a dilapidated church and a song.
Atsushi’s warning rang briefly thorugh Sigma’s mind. You’ll have to be careful in the city. The streets are full of rats.
Then the man spoke, his voice chasing away the cryptic advice and replacing it with the sweetest phrase Sigma had ever heard uttered.
“Would you like a home?”
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the--concertmaster · 2 years
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Just realised I never shared this, but have this soft Fyosiggol. I just think there needs to be more ship art of the 3 of them
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betadecaygame · 1 year
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Night Before Christmas - How did you and your f/o meet? What is your life like now with them? What do think the future holds for you guys?
For Shigaraki!
@diahshipping
So we met when I joined the League of Villains. It was a pretty smooth meeting since my quirk lines up well with stealth missions (so of course, they'd let me join).
Currently, life's pretty good. There are a lot of missions for the League that I'm sent out on but I always can come back to Shiggy and Dabi so it's pretty nice <3 We play video games together a lot too ^-^
For the future... More fighting definitely (not each other but the heroes) but hopefully a decent life together. We'll be with each other no matter what happens.
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Fyodor and Nikolai hate the cold despite being russian and ukrainian.
After living on the streets for years, they don't have many good memories with the cold. They remember very well how they were cowering in the dirty side streets in the winter, shivering, noses, fingers and feet hurting because of how cold they were, both sitting close together and Fyodor putting his own shaggy but warm coat (which was warmer than Nikolai's) around both of them in a desperate attempt of keeping them both warm. Both watching how the people with money and a home buyed warm bread, coffee and hot chocolate from the bakery and Fyodor praying that they would survive this winter. On top of that came that they had to be even more careful than during the rest of the year cause the hard winter made other homeless kids and adults so desperate that they won't hesitate to steal anything. Especially if the kids from which they wanted to steal looked so weak.
Nikolai can also remember clearly how much fear and despair he felt when Fyodor who had always been a sickish person became sick in the winter. He sometimes still dreams about how he held the other one close to him trying to warm him, wrapping him up in Fyodor's own coat and his very own coat, freezing even more due to this but willing to freeze to death if he could save his Fedya like this. Fyodor had lied in his arms, eyes shut, breathing heavily, shivering despite heating up too much, clinging to Nikolai and not loosing up his thight grip on the others shirt. His whole body had been in pain and often he had fever dreams causing him to forbid Nikolai from touching him after a while whenever he was half awake for some time due to his deep fear of crime and punishment activating once again out of fear when he woke up from another fever dream and killing Nikolai. Nikolai would be desperate at first because now he couldn't even hold his Fedya to warm him now but eventually he still held him again when the other was asleep despite all the risks that came with it. Usually he didn't prayed but in this time he prayed a lot and shoplifted a lot medicine even tho Fyodor forbid him to steal a lot after they had met and teamed up to prevent from people noticing it and them getting in trouble.
Eventually Fyodor managed to get healthy again and they both got through that winter and all the others following.
By now, they may love Christmas and how snow looks (Nikolai also enjoys snowball fights and building snowmans) but they hate the cold itself.
Of course thier boyfriends know about this and look after them a lot during the cold months. They always look out that they both are warm and feel good. Sigma often makes them hot chocolate and Shibusawa sews them all very warm fancy clothes which his boyfriends love. Fyodor latches himself into Nikolai and Shibusawa in these months even more since they both have naturally a very high body temperature. Shibusawa is basically a human heather since he is half dragon and radiates a lot warmth.
In the evening where it's even colder they all go together to bed and even Fyodor joins them. Normally he would work for hours until late at night and come to bed very late or early in the morning when the others didn't wrestled him to bed beforehand. They all lie cuddled together then and they keep three to four blankets (two normal and two wool blankets) in thier bed which get all hogged by Fyodor. He struggles even more with the cold than Nikolai since he is already always feeling cold because of his anemia. He and Nikolai also wear thick wool socks to bed then which Shibusawa knitted for them. Fyodor's are purple with small rats while Nikolai's are very colorful and mismatched.
They all cuddle a lot more than usually then too which they all enjoy very much.
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5urg30n · 2 years
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Who is ready for some poly decay for later today???
Edit: its done
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mileena--kahnumm · 2 years
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Nightmare of Decay (2022)
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shiveringgroovy · 26 days
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more headcanon asks pt 2 out of ???
roadtrip au. who does the driving who does the navigation that kinda thing
can be ships, just favorites, idek
oh em goodness i have opinions. gonna alternate between bsd and tes
Fyozai (who else would i start with)
dazai canonically sucks at driving
and look at fyodor and tell me he knows how to operate a vehicle
certified public transport power couple. they are the worst i hope they die
i actually wrote a fic where they're on a subway for a little. fucking freaks
Sheskillmyna
haskill is always the designated driver. always.
relmyna drove once and it resulted in 3 civilian deaths
sheogorath sticks his head out the window and screams random shit at people
worst people to road trip with. haskill can't stop himself from stopping the car if either of his partners ask so they end up being at gas stations more than on the actual road. sheogorath is a devious freak for slurpees and needs a refill every hour
Siglai
sigma is probably a good driver, nikolai would be mediocre but gets HORRIFIC road rage
so sigma drives most often and nikolai is either sprawled out in the backseat or trying not to lose his shit in shotgun
they stop at everything on the way. sightseeing spots and supermarkets and everything in between. it's nikolai's fault.
sigma needs to take a xanax before getting in the car.
ALMSIVI
seht drives, ayem takes shotgun, vehk takes up the entire backseat
almalexia freaks sotha sil out. somebody save him.
vivec looks like she's meditating, he's actually just passed tf out
sotha sil points out every cool architecture thing he sees and almalexia punches him every time
Ranpoe + Yosano
ranpo also doesn't drive so yosano and poe alternate
ranpo also loves being in the back seat so if he's not driving, poe will act as a pillow for ranpo
yosano refuses to stop the car at gas stations. she fucking hates stopping and ranpo will start tweaking if he runs out of snacks
Cheydinhal Sanctuary + Janus Hassildor
minivan group..
ocheeva and teinaava are in the front, alternating who drives.
antionetta, gogron, and telaendril are in the middle row. gogron and telaendril are being a cringe couple and antionetta sticks her head out the window the entire time
in the back, m'raaj-dar has schemer in his lap and janus and vicente are also being all couple-y and cringe.
lucien's already at the destination.
TachiHiguGin
higuchi drives the best out of the three ngl
tachihara plays road trip games and does not fuck around about i spy.
i headcanon gin as semiverbal but they'll fucking GAG tachihara during some games
higuchi will constantly ask if they need to stop at every gas station because she's like that
Dawnstar Sanctuary
babette drives. no, i don't care that she has the body of a 10 year old. she's the best driver.
cicero is in the trunk. don't worry about him
nazir is in shotgun controlling the aux cord. ik he has the best music taste of all time. he's a metalhead trust me i asked him myself
the night mother is strapped to the top of the car like those ski holders
DOA5
sigma and fukuchi are in the front, alternating drivers
bram is tied to the back of fukuchi's seat like one of those ipads that little kids watch skibidi toilet on during long car rides
fyodor is said skibidi toilet kid
nikolai is in the trunk
NereVoryn
nerevar drives. voryn won't admit it but he fucking sucks at driving
there's really nothing chaotic about their road trips. very chill tbh
nerevar has probably backed up into a fire hydrant once or twice though.
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far-butter · 1 year
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That's how every love story starts...
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