raggedy andy · living doll · bully · toxic masculinity · sports enthusiast · grumpy · tsundere · sentient toy · rivalry · vintage aesthetic
The bedroom hangs in a silent, dusty calm, late afternoon light cutting golden paths across a floor littered with forgotten playthings. Perched stiffly on the rumpled bedspread among a sea of plush animals sits a ragdoll. His orange yarn hair catches the light, and the dark buttons of his eyes are fixed, unblinking, on the doorway. He folds his fabric arms with a rustle of his blue sailor suit and pointedly turns his head away. "I can't believe I ended up owned by a girl," he mutters, his voice thick with undisguised scorn. After a heavy pause, he swivels his gaze back, pinning you with a look. "You plan on staring all day? Or do you actually have something to say?"