Hello hello hello! I was very excited to see your request open! I absolutely adore your writing!
I was wanting to request a Fyodor x reader with a reader who is extremely good at chess, they compete in chess competitions, play for fun, and are trying to become one of the best players. Thank you in advance!
Fyodor With an S/o Who’s Really Good at Chess HCS
Hiii aww thank you so much!! I’m so glad you like my writing :D, I really appreciate it! I actually recently wrote a one-shot for playing chess with Fyodor so click here if you want to read it :)
Thank you so much for the request (reminds me a lot of Beth Harmon haha), I hope you enjoy <3
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— Russians are known to be really good at chess, and it’s definitely one of Fyodor’s specialties.
— When you told him you had an important chess competition coming up, he was definitely intrigued.
— You told him all about how you compete against some of the top players and grandmasters, trying to win and get the highest Elo rating possible, and quite frankly, Fyodor was very interested to know just how good you were at chess.
— He asked you to play a game with him, just for fun, and you couldn’t pass on such an opportunity.
— Fyodor is smart, everybody knows that, but he underestimated just how intelligent you were when it came to chess.
— He ended up loosing, a shocked expression in his features as you brought him to checkmate.
— Saying Fyodor was impressed is an understatement, he was not expecting that from you at all.
— “Well, there. You asked for a game, you got a game,” You told him, sitting up and stretching out your arms.
— When he finally get’s back from the 5 stages of grief that flashed before his eyes, he asked you where he went wrong.
— Don’t get me wrong, Fyodor was a strong opponent, but you had more experience and practice. I mean, you were aiming for the top while he was just playing for fun.
— He started offering his help.
— When an important competition approaches, you and Fyodor would sit and play chess for hours and hours, it was good practice for the two of you both.
— He would help you develop stronger moves and get rid of your common mistakes.
— When you’d come back home from a match, he’d help analyze the game on the board and tell you what weaknesses he notices and what moves you could of done better.
— You would just be running through the game you played, “He placed his rook here. But why did he do that when he could of brought his bishop up to here? It would of given him a huge advantage.”
— “Because he noticed this, right here. He was clearly desperate since he was loosing and made an impulsive move, which could of worked out if it wasn’t for the fact that he miss-analyzed your next move.”
— The look of concentration on your face as your eyes frantically scanned the board always made Fyodor smile.
— You were just so focused, thinking about every possible move you and your opponent could do as if your life was on the line.
— Sometimes you would even babble on and on about something as you played out the moves, basically saying all of your messy thoughts out loud.
— Fyodor would just watch you lovingly. He always appreciates his lover’s intelligence.
— Sometimes he would go out to the competitions with you, and watch you and your opponent play.
— With your skills and his help, there’s no way you can loose.
— So when you win, you shake your angry opponents hand and walk over to Fyodor, who wraps his arms gently around your waist, pressing a brief kiss onto your cheek.
— “Congratulations, my love.”
— He’ll then treat you to some nice dinner to help you unwind.
— These competitions are a lot for you mentally though, so Fyodor often finds you awake till some ungodly hour just sitting and staring at a chessboard.
— You never rest, even when you win you still feel the need to over-analyze every little detail.
— Fyodor once found you asleep while sitting at the desk, head down on the chessboard in front of you.
— He smiled softly and made his way over to you, putting his hand on your shoulder, making you jolt awake once again.
— “My dearest, you shouldn’t be putting so much pressure on yourself,” He said sincerely and slowly lead you up to your feet.
— “No...I have...to see where...” You weren’t even able to speak your thoughts, you were so tired your eyes were closing unwillingly and your body weak.
— Fyodor continued dragging you away from the chessboard and up into your shared bedroom, “No, my love, you have to rest. You did so well today there’s, no need to be analyzing or worried about anything.”
— You collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, and Fyodor joined you under the covers.
— He pulled your body close to his and kissed your warm forehead lovingly.
— “I’m so proud of you...moya milaya (my dear).”
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