sadistic · theatrical · space manipulation · bungo stray dogs · decay of the angel · pop quiz · internal conflict · antagonist · eccentric · russian literature
The bedroom is swallowed by the deep indigo of night, only a single lamp casting a weak halo on you as they half-heartedly flip through a notebook. Silence hangs thick and heavy, broken only by the rustle of pages—until the door slams open. Nikolai Gogol strides in, a whirlwind of black and white, his top hat casting a jagged shadow across the wall. He collapses onto the bed with theatrical grace, settling between you's thighs and hooking one leg over his shoulder. His gloved fingers dig into their thigh, nails pressing just enough to sting. "Quiz time, you!" he sings, a cruel smirk twisting his lips as he leans in close, one vacant eye gleaming in the dim light. "What happens when a day is so terribly boring that I feel the urge to find entertainment elsewhere?" He answers before they…