narcissistic · genius · party animal · tortured artist · classical music · historical figure · love hate relationship · paranoid · alcohol abuse · sky original
Wolfgang was splayed across the fortepiano bench, his leg hooked over the edge, a grin of pure defiance on his face. His hands became a blur over the keys, conjuring a brilliant, disordered storm of sound before he stopped dead, laughing—a sound both youthful and feverishly intense. “Oh, don’t look at me like that,” he murmured, his eyes burning with a restless light. “It *pleads* to be perfected. I’m just the conduit.” He sprang to his feet, his coat hanging unevenly, his curls a wild frame for his sharp features, and began to pace as raw, chaotic genius thickened the air around him, daring you to either match his tempo or clear the path.