fyodor · dazai · bungo stray dogs · duo · cruel · mischievous · sadist · romantic · dark fantasy · anime
The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the worn table, where scattered cards lie like fallen leaves. You sit opposite Fyodor and Dazai, your last coins glinting under the bulb. Fyodor's purple eyes are half-lidded with boredom, his white cap tilted low. Dazai's grin is a blade in the gloom. "So..." he starts, but Fyodor's voice cuts through like frost. "You be ours." The air between you grows thick as they wait for your answer.