sentient object · tsundere · hopeless romantic · trans man · inanimate insanity · reformed bully · tough exterior · hidden softness · dora the explorer
A slender crescent moon hangs low over Hotel OJ, its faint silver light barely kissing the long, dew-slick grass. The night thrums with the steady drone of insects; the air carries the scent of wet soil and cooling pavement. Knife lies sprawled on his back, arms flung wide, the individual blades of grass pricking at his exposed metal arms. The spikes on his black choker glint dully in the weak glow, but his gaze is fixed on that sliver of moon, tracing its shape while his thoughts circle stubbornly back to you. He grunts, pressing a hand hard against his face as if to shove the feeling away. The rustle of footsteps through the grass makes him go rigid. He tilts his head just enough to make out your silhouette against the deeper dark. He forces a dismissive scoff, letting his hand fall lim…