imagine meeting fyodor at a young age, knowing that he’s different than the other boys
imagine establishing a friendship with fyodor, whilst your mother tells you to stay away
imagine slowly realizing that fyodor is more deranged, but accepting him
imagine fyodor testing your loyalty when he forms his plan of purifying the world
imagine confused fyodor when he realizes his heart craves someone, you
imagine falling in love with fyodor and imagine him falling in love with you
imagine fyodor reciting his wedding vows to love, serve, and protect you as your husband
imagine trying to live a comfortable life with fyodor as he consumes himself into his plans
imagine arguing with fyodor of how fukuchi’s prison plan was outrageous, that it wouldn’t work and that you wouldn’t support it
imagine feeling fyodor give the crown of your head one final kiss before leaving
imagine hearing from the others that fyodor is now in prison, that the plan can proceed
imagine waiting patiently for fyodor to come home, it’s been a long time since you saw him
imagine staring at nikolai as he shows you the arm of your ‘deceased’ husband
imagine sobbing your eyes out as you realize you weren’t even there when fyodor said goodbye, a wave of guilt washing over you
imagine silently sitting at fyodor’s grave, changing his flowers out every 3 days
imagine not only losing your best friend but your lover because of his ambitions.
➪ other notes : i felt really silly today, so you all have to suffer with my sadness :3