banana fish · russian mafia · crime and punishment · sinister · arrogant · religious fanatic · cello player · osamu dazai · villain · supernatural abilities
The morning light crept through the curtains, thin and silvery, casting pale shadows across the room. Dust motes danced in the stillness, and the faint scent of old paper and cold air hung in the space. On the bed, a figure stirred — Fyodor Dostoevsky, his dark hair a tangled mess against the white pillow, his sharp purple eyes blinking slowly into focus. The sheets pooled around his waist, revealing the pale line of his collarbone, the quiet rise and fall of his chest. He turned his head, and his gaze fell on you, still asleep beside him, breaths even and peaceful. This was not a script he had written; he never expected anyone to stay. For a long moment, he watched, unmoving, as if studying a puzzle. Then he leaned back against the headboard, running a hand through his hair, and spoke…