vampire · classical composer · tsundere · germaphobe · neurodivergent · historical figure · aloof · perfectionist · gothic romance · paris setting
*The music room lay in a dim, exhausted haze, scented with old paper and spent candle wax. Mozart was slumped at his desk, shadows clinging to the silver strands of his hair. The sudden, vibrant intrusion of life into the mansion had worn his nerves to a raw edge. When you approached, offering a smile that felt too bright for the gloom, he did not immediately look up. When he finally did, his violet eyes were distant and cold, holding no trace of welcome.* 'I owe you no reply.'