#lee!fyodor

[ijustliketickling]

Quick pause in the Idols of Starlight art

I'll miss Fyodor

(this is rushed -w-')

[zombieposts]

someone PLEASE make ANYTHING lee!fyodor, whether that's a fic, art or headcanons, I DKNT CAREEEEEE, just PKEASE, IM DYING AT THR LACK OF FYODOR CONTENT.. 😭😭

[blue-little-angel]

Heyo, Cloud! How's it hangin'? Can I please request a Fyozai (pre-romance?) drabble with lee!Fyodor and ler! Dazai? The plot is yours, I just want Dazai to absolutely *ravage* the rat with raspberries LMAO- Whether it be affectionate or by sworn revenge, Dazai would do both honestly XD. Have an awesome day!

Hope your day is as great as you are

Hello, I am kinda tired but still surviving hehe 🥹

Lee: Fyodor

Ler: Dazai

Fandom: Boungo stray dogs

Fyodor sighed, keeping his attention focused on the book in his hands even as he heard the familiar footsteps approaching. He had hoped for a quiet evening alone to read, but it seemed fate had other plans.

"Well if it isn't my favorite rat," came Dazai's scathing voice from beside him. Fyodor sighed again.

"What do you want now, Dazai?"

"Can't I stop by to bother my dear friend without wanting anything?" Dazai replied in an overly sweet tone. "You wound me so."

The Russian turned the page, refusing to give Dazai the satisfaction of a reaction. But suddenly the book was snatched from his hands. He opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by the detective leaning in close, an unsettling grin on his face.

"I think someone needs to be taught a lesson about keeping their nose in books instead of paying attention to more important things," Dazai murmured. Before Fyodor could react, Dazai was assaulting his neck with raspberries, blowing against the sensitive skin. "Like me! I am important!"

Fyodor squirmed, trying and failing to suppress his laughter at the ticklish sensation. "D-Dazai, stop this instant!" he protested through gasps. But Dazai showed no signs of stopping, ravishing Fyodor's neck with playful vengeance. Despite his words, perhaps Fyodor didn't truly want it to end.

Fyodor's laughter slowly subsided as Dazai finally took pity on him, moving back just enough to meet his eyes. But the brunette's grin remained just as infuriating as ever.

"Had enough yet, you anemic devil?" he taunted. Yet despite the insults, his tone held no real bite.

Fyodor huffed, trying to regain some composure as he smoothed down his rumpled collar. "You are incorrigible," he said with as much disdain as he could muster.

But the effect was somewhat lessened by the flush in his cheeks and the way his lips still twitched with barely restrained smiles. Dazai chuckled, clearly noticing.

"And you're utterly hopeless," he replied, shifting to sit beside Fyodor with their sides pressed together. Before Fyodor could protest the continued proximity, Dazai had looped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close.

"Do shut up and accept your defeat with some grace, rat."

Fyodor knew he should push Dazai away. But he couldn't deny a small, secret part of him that enjoyed these moments of closeness, no matter how roughly Dazai treated him. With a reluctant sigh, he leaned into Dazai's side just a fraction.

"Very well, you loathsome cretin. For now, you've won." His words were sharp but his tone betrayed nothing but fond exasperation. And as they sat together in comfortable silence, even insults couldn't disguise the care they felt for one another.

That was until the dark haired man found himself laying on the couch, the brunette's head somehow ended up under his shirt, lips making contact with his ridiculously ticklish tummy

"Дерьмо. . .shit"

[fluffy-ami]

Hi, there! Congrats on 300!!!! For the mildstone, can I please request a lil doodle of Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai?

Day 11 – Squeal 🐀

It was the most random thing I've ever drawn, but I genuinely had fun with this omg

Askfhskkz my man just couldn't resist lol 🤡

You can also see that I decided to boost my inspiration a little by using this tktober prompt list, just because I haven't done this before. I don't think it really counts as participating (like, I wasn't even planning to do this in the first place afhkfm 💀), but using these prompts actually helped me a lot with ideas for people's requests, so let's just draw some stuff, technically for a few days of Tickletober lmao, I hope it's okay 💜✨

(Requests are closed for now, please send no more! ☕)

[mah-t-wordblog]

Joke

Tickletober day 24

Lee: Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ler: Nikolai Gogol

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Ships: a little Fyodor x Nikolai

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Nikolai walked, I mean, ran, to Fyodor, who was sitting in his armchair

“Fyodor! Fyodor!” He exclaimed

The Russian looked at him “yes?”

“Can I tell you a joke? You’ll find it hilarious!”

Fyodor smiled, this question was quite common

“Of course”

“So here it goes!” Nikolai spun around to emphasize the question “how do you make an octopus laugh?”

Fyodor scratched his chin, thinking

“Hmm, I don’t know, how?”

“You ten-tickle him!”

Nikolai laughed to himself

“That was really bad” Fyodor said

“Oh come on! Just this once! Give me a little laugh” Nikolai approached and put his hands on the man’s ribs

“Pfff” Fyodor said, holding his hands

“That was hilarious, ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Nohoho ihit wahahasn’t” Fyodor didn’t laugh much because he wasn’t very ticklish, and also because he was holding himself back

“Oh sure it was, you’re laughing!” Nikolai exclaimed “I love hearing you laugh!”

The Russian threw his head back and laughed a little louder

“OK OK ENOHOHOUGH NIHIKOLAHAI”

The jester let him go

“Hahaha! Ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, I already understood” Fyodor wasn’t angry, he was even smiling

Nikolai watched him “Can you play a song for me?”

The request wasn’t uncommon either, but it always happened out of the blue, as if the boy changed personality without warning

“Sure”

Nikolai took Fyodor’s cello and sat on the floor to listen to him play

He laughed as the music started, I guess he was crazy, and Fyodor didn’t care, he was just as crazy

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Tickletoberrrrrrr 💛💛

[rachi-roo]

hey rach same anon who was too shy to rb the first lee fyodor fic lmao

if I may request a part three? fyodazai playing board games (for SOME godforsaken reason) and dazai accuses fyodor of 'cheating'...punishments ensue heh

love your work <3

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Bungo Stray Dogs: Rules are Rules

You guys really love making this guy squirm, huh? Can't say I blame you XD After the recent, ahem, events, in the show, I took this opportunity to be incredibly cruel to Fyodor. He needs to be taught a dam lesson! 😭

Thank you both for the request and the opportunity to serve some justice to this asshole rat!

Summary: Fyodor is caught cheating at Monopoly by Dazai. Justice is served.

Lee!Fyodor, Ler!Dazai

Tw: Cruel tiggles, foot tiggles

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"You owe me 250."

"Huh?" Dazai looked up from his glass as Fyodor spoke, realising his Monopoly car had landed on one of Fyodors' properties.

"250? But you didn't have any hotels on there a moment ago." The bandaged brunette queried, tilting his head.

Fyodor scoffed, shifting in his seat. The two were hanging out at a secluded little motel for the night, sitting on the carpet with several different board games surrounding them to keep them entertained.

"I've had a hotel there for several rounds now."

"No, you haven't. You put that there when I went to get the drinks!"

"Oh really?" Fyodor eyed Dazais dwindling pile of Monopoly money. "Or, perhaps you are just poor?"

"Poor!?" A handful of money was snatched up.

"I'm not poor. You're just cheating..." Dazai grumbled, angrily counting the 250, looking at the notes before he noticed Fyodor smirking.

"You did cheat!"

Fyodor held his hands up in defeat. "Such is life. Corrupt governments are always stealing from the poor to line their own pockets. I've been cheating for several rounds now. Pay up, Krest'yanin."

Obviously, this was completely against the rules. But this was how their minds worked. Unfair schemes to form each others demise. However, Dazai wasn't one to go down so easily. For his last 250 Monopoly bucks, he had to fight!

"And the people always rise up to topple the patriarchy!" He grinned, tossing his notes aside and pouncing across the board at Fyodor.

"Shit!" Fyodor dove out of the way, scrambling to his feet and darting to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Dazai could be heard chuckling from outside.

"Fyoooodor~ Open up~"

"Absolutely not!"

"Nawww, what's the matter, Fyodor? Are you worried I'm going to do something?" Dazai tapped his nails up and down the wood of the door, the sound sending a shiver down Fyodors spine. Those fingers and nails were deadly tools of his.

"Go awahay!" He chuckled nervously as he huddled down by the bathroom sink, covering his ears to try drown out the sound of Dazais teasy tone through the door.

"Open the door, Ratty~ I pwomise I'll just tickle you a wittle.~"

"La! La! La! I can't hear you!"

"I said-"

With a click, the door unlocked from the outside. Dazai stepped in with a menacing grin.

"I'll only tickle you a little~"

In a panic, Fyodor tried shuffling back further under the sink,his hands outstretched ready to defend himself.

"Wai-wai-wait! Wait! I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Dazai! Noho!"

Dazai advanced on the quivering rat under the sink, snatching his ankle up and starting to drag him from the room. Fyodor grabbed at the doorframe, desperately trying to scramble to freedom.

"You really are a silly thing, aren't you, rat boy?" Dazai sighed, shaking his head with a smirk as he started dragging his nails briefly over his captives socked foot.

"AH! Nohoho! S-Stohop that!" Fyodor squeaked, instinctively letting go of the door to try protect his foot, Dazai took the chance to pull him back to the lounge, where he then flipped him onto his front, sitting on his ankles.

"Dazai! NO! RH- Get off!" Fyodor fussed, trying to grab at Dazais shirt and pull him off, but he was smaller in weight and strength, no match for Dazai and his big shoulders.

Not the feet.

"Let's see if I remember the song~"

"Please, no! I'm sorry! I-I won't cheat again!"

"Round and round the garden~" Dazai cooed, slowly tracing his nails in circles on Fyodors heels, grinning as he watched the trapped feet squirm and try to cover one another in turn.

"No! Wahait! Y-You- Shihit! Dazai! Cut it ohout!"

"Like a Teddy bear~ One step... Twoooo steps~" He paused, stilling his fingers, making Fyodors heart rush with anticipation anxiety as he giggled like a mad man.

"No, no, no, noooo-!"

"Tickle you under there~!" For the song finale, Dazai suddenly scribbled under Fyodors' toes, knowing exactly the spot to make him squeal.

"KYAHAAAA! AhahaAhahaAh! N-Noho! Damn it! Dahahazai! St- Aha! Not thEHERE! Mercy!" He gasped and wriggled, his toes curling up defensively. He tried curling in on himself, his backside pushing on Dazais back as the other meticulously scratched at the soft 'pads' of the rats paws.

"You had this coming, Ratty~ It's almost as if you wanted me to tickle these cute little tootsies of yours~ Tickle, tickle, tickle~ Oh! Here you go, don't want to disturb the neighbours~" Dazai teased, playfully tossing a couch pillow over his head, landing it on Fyodors with a flump.

"AHAHAHA! Stahahap! P-Plehase! Eeehehehe! Nehehet! NET! NEEEHAHA-!" The giggling Russian snatched the pillow, immediately digging his fingers into it, squeezing it with all his might as he laughed loudly.

"Oho nooo! NOOHohooo... Hah... Ah..." He panted, feeling the torturous tickling halt for a moment, giving him a second to catch his breath. He peered over his shoulder at Dazais back, wondering why he was so quiet.

"D-Dazai?... What're you-?!" He gasped, immediately trying to escape again as Dazai simply held up a tool of mass destruction. One capable of ending any man's life in moments.

A hairbrush...

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Okh blin! Zhdat'! Dazai, pozhaluysta, ne nado!" In his struggle, he switched to his native tongue, it was like a panic reflex. His hands scrambled to grab anything they could, even attempting to hit Dazai with the pillow.

"I know, I know, you're far too ticklish for this. But it's time for you to atone for your crimes, Fyooodoooor~" Dazai cooed, pulling the socks from Fyodors feet, tossing them aside.

"Reeeeeady~"?

"NO!"

"Here we gooo~ Tickle, tickle, tickle!"

"AH-!" Fyodors' body tensed up, a sharp gasp leaving his throat as his laughter instantly went silent, feeling each of the rounded prongs of the hairbrush dancing over his exposed soles.

"... Gasp- AHAHAHAAAAaaah-! Snort- ahahAHAAAA! AAHA! N-AHAAHA! HAHAAaaa-! Gaaasp- STAHAHAAAA-" His laughter was loud and erratic, filled with moments of silence, followed by a snort or gasp as he shook his head.

Dazai chuckled, feeling Fyodors squirming ankles beneath his backside as he kept them pimned. "So loud, Fyodor. What's wrong? Does it tickle too much? Hm... Which foot is more ticklish? Right-"

"GYAHAHAAA-!"

"Oooor, left?"

"AHAHAAA-! snort- NAAAA!"

"Oooh, interesting. Indecisive results. I need more data~" The tickling intensified as Dazai magically found a second brush, one for each wriggling rat paw.

Fyodor buried his face into the pillow he was hugging, screaming bloody murder into it as his tears of laughter wet the fabric. His rosy red cheeks hidden from sight as his muffled laughter rang out. Much to Dazai's delight.

"You okay there, 'ickle tiggly wat? You're being veeery squirmy. I know! I'll just tickle you until you stop squirming! That'll fix it~"

"MMMMMHMHMHMMMM-!"

"I knew you'd agree. Great minds think alike~"

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This torturous game went on forever until Dazai finally freed Fyodor. Wrapping him in a blanket cocoon and letting him rest on the couch as he fed him water, holding the glass as the tired rat sipped it through a straw.

"Haha... You look like a tomato." Dazai teased, looking at how red Fyodors face was. The other just gave Dazai a glare, pulling his blanket over his head like a hood, tucking his feet further into the blanket for safety.

"Hey, rules are rules. You can't always cheat, you know. How about, next time you can pick the game?" The brunette smiled encouragingly.

Fyodor raised a brow, taking another sip of his water before grinning. "I think I know just the game for you..."

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Thank you for reading! Much love! 😚

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Hello! I LOVE your writing! If you're still accepting prompts for tickletober, may I please request (bsd) Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai (romantic preferably, but whatever's easier for you) with day 18, magic?

Dazai can cancel Fyodor's ability, making him the only one who can touch Fyodor without dying. I have a headcanon that every time Dazai touches Fyodor in a certain, very light way, Fyodor will feel a tingly sensation wherever Dazai touches him as a result of their abilities interacting with each other. Usually, it's just a bit tingly, but it gets very ticklish when Dazai does things like poking, rubbing, tracing etc.

When the two are having a sappy romantic moment (not often, let's be honest XD), Dazai will be a little shit and place his hands on Fyodor's neck/jaw before kissing him, making Fyodor all giggly and flustered. For a more platonic scenario, Dazai is (just like before XD) being a little shit and he thinks it's funny when Fyodor loses his cool. So he quickly grabs Fyodor's hands, causing Fyodor to do a full-body shiver and try to yank his hand back, but since Dazai is stronger than him, he's stuck there, forced to endure the tickles until Dazai thinks he's had enough.

Sorry if this is long, feel free to decline. Have an awesome day!

Tickletober day #18: Magic

Hsjdhskhdjsh I hope this is okay, writing a russian rat and suicide maniac together is quite challenging and after the latest season, I have a hard time visualizing them as romantic partners

I am a Dazai x Sigma believer ✌️

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Fyodor x Dazai (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Fyodor

Ler: Dazai

Warnings: Tickles!

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“You’re not so scary now, are you?~” Dazai teased, having pulled Fyodor onto his lap with ease and more importantly, without getting obliterated in the process thanks to his special ability.

“And look, I can even touch you all I want~” and just like that, Dazai’s hands started to playfully roam all over Fyodors torso.

Being touched like this was foreign to him, to say the least, but he didn’t plan on it to feel so damn ticklish!

“Oh, what’s this? Did I hit a sensitive spot?~” Dazai whispered teasingly close to the russian male’s ear, causing him to jolt upright.

“Tch, I don’t get sensitive” Fyodor let out a huff, trying to cover up the laughter that threatened to spill out of his lips. How foolish of him to think that Dazai would just leave it there, it is Dazai, after all. He thrives on other’s misery.

“Then surely you won’t mind if I do this, right?~” there was an evil smirk on Dazai’s face as his bandaged fingers found their way under Fyodor’s shirt, making sure to touch every inch of his torso.

“Mph!” his eyes instantly shut tight at the growing sensation, trying to squirm away from the offender, but he was too weak when in such a vulnerable pisition.

“C’mon, y’know you wanna laugh~” Dazai’s index finger poked it’s way to Fyodor’s navel, earning a startled gasp from the latter.

“Gah! Pfft! Ahahahaha! Dazai nohoho!” the damn finally broke and Fyodor’s laughter echoed across the room. His pale cheeks quickly turning tomato red as he tried and failed to control his reactions. How embarrassing! Someone so feared being brought down with something so childish, and yet, it didn’t feel all that bad to be touched so gently. Not like Fyodor would admit it out loud, but knowing Dazai, he already has an idea.

“Better get comfy ‘cause I won’t stop for a looong while!~” and thus, Dazai kept softly yet consistently tickling all over Fyodor’s belly and sides. Feeling like he was on cloud 9 for hearing such genuine laughter for once from this man. Even if neither voiced their enjoyment of this moment, it was pretty clear to anyone the giddy expressions they both wore.

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Update: After doing a very crack rp of me playing as Fyodor, I can say I believe in FyoZai love LMAO

[blue-little-angel]

Yooo, cloud! How are you doing? I hope well!

I was never a Fyozai shipper until I read your fics (OH MAH GAWWWD-) You've converted me LMAOO. Can I please request a fic of lee!Fyodor ler! Dazai (let's just assume the two aren't trying to kill each other, AU time baby XD). Honestly, just Dazai taking full advantage of the fact that he's the only one able to safely touch Fyodor by wreaking him until he's in happy tears. And Dazai's a bish, canonically, he is a bastard, so I can see him letting Fyodor go scramble away for like- 2 seconds before just pulling him back into his lap and going at it again. Honestly, reading BSD, I just need some fluff to recover XD. Feel free to decline and you have an awesome day!

HOPE YOUR DAY IS AS GREAT AS YOU ARE<3

NO WAY-

OhmygodNOWAY👹

Glad I made you appreciate a popular ship though, you can find a lot of stuff about those two

Also glad someone also sees Dazai as a bitchy bastard lmao

Fandom: BSD

Ler: Dazai Osamu (mention of lee!Dazai at the end)

Lee: Fyodor Dostoevsky (mention of ler!

Fyodor at the end)

Warning(s): tickling. Dazai and Fyodor are a whole Tw on their own-

Enjoy<3333

Dazai sighed dramatically as he flopped onto the couch in his and Fyodor's shared apartment. "Fyoooodooooor! DARLIIIIIIING??" he called in an exaggerated whine walking to the unfortunate man. "I'm boooored! Entertain me!"

Yes, truly an unfortunate man, he was, Fyodor peered at him from the corner, eyebrows furrowed in irritation below his disheveled purple bangs. "Must you be so loud?" he griped. "Some of us are trying to read."

Dazai grinned mischievously. "Aww, don't be like that dear. You know you love it when I annoy you~" Before Fyodor could respond, Dazai whipped out his phone. "Ooh, let's take a selfie! You look adorable right now~"

"No."

Undeterred, Dazai bounded over and flung an arm around Fyodor's shoulders, pressing their cheeks together as he held up the phone with his other hand. "Say cheese!"

Fyodor's eye twitched. "Dazai, I swear if you don't get off me this instant..."

The shutter clicked. "Too late! Now everyone can see how cute my grumpy boyfriend is." Dazai pulled back to admire his handiwork, only to yelp as a book suddenly flew at his head. He ducked just in time, cackling. "Missed me!"

"what a child" Fyodor huffed. Letting the suicidal stupidly pretty idiot (the rat's words) settle next to him.

Dazai sighed contentedly as he ran his fingers through Fyodor's soft hair, earning a rare purr of approval from the usually stoic man. "You're just even more adorable when you're not trying to kill me," he cooed, smirking when Fyodor half-heartedly swatted his hand away.

"Don't get cocky," Fyodor muttered, trying in vain to disguise the faint flush rising on his pale cheeks. He should have known better than to let his guard down around Dazai by this point.

As if on cue, Dazai's mischievous smirk widened. Before Fyodor could react, quick as a snake, Dazai jabbed his fingers into Fyodor's side. "Tickle attack!"

Fyodor yelped, nearly leaping out of his skin as surprised laughter burst unwillingly from his lips. "Dazai, no - ah! Stop!" He squirmed, swatting ineffectively at Dazai's wriggling fingers, but the hyperactive man had him pinned. The Russian merely thought about using his ability, but against Dazai, it was useless to even try and threaten.

"Aww, but your laugh is just too pretty!" Dazai cooed, mercilessly targeting Fyodor's most sensitive spots. Fyodor gasped for breath between bouts of hysterical giggles, tears already beading at the corners of his eyes.

Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Dazai finally showed mercy and pulled back, sighing happily as Fyodor collapsed against the couch, flushed and panting. "There, don't you feel better now?"

"No more." he glared

"Fine, no more" the other smirked

No sooner had Fyodor stumbled away, gasping for breath, than Dazai pounced again, dragging him back into place. "Psych! I lied~" He dug his nails playfully into Fyodor's sides, grinning at the hysterical squeaks it elicited.

Yes, Dazai was absolutely ruthless in his quest to reduce Fyodor to a crying, giggling mess. But Fyodor found, to his mingled joy and dismay, that he didn't really mind one bit.

"Hehe, as ticklish as a little mouse~"

That was the last straw. With enough determination forced out of mingled frustration and embarrassment, Fyodor managed to blow a raspberry near his lover's collarbone, getting the tickly upper hand on Data who darting for the living room entrance in retreat. But Fyodor managed to be surprisingly faster- his arm shot out, wrapping around Dazai's slender waist to yank him unceremoniously back

"you were saying?"

"Let me go!" Dazai squawked, writhing like a panicked cat. But Fyodor made it his mission to get his revenge, and it wasn't like Fyodor to fail a mission