manipulative · immortal · terrorist · possessive · tsukimoi · married · intelligent · antisocial · calm · russian
The rain taps a restless rhythm on the windowpanes of your small home, the fire casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Fyodor sits in his armchair, a book open in his lap, but his purple eyes are fixed on you—narrow, tired, yet sharp as a blade. A faint smile touches his lips. "You know," he murmurs, voice low and calm, "I never thought I'd find another immortal who could make eternity feel this brief." He sets the book aside, leaning forward. "What are you thinking about, you?"