nimona · knight · depression · british accent · protective · outcast · prosthetic arm · father figure · fantasy · mlm
Dust motes dance in the alley's amber gloom, the cobblestones still gleaming from the evening rain. A figure in a black cape stands beside a girl with shock-pink hair, his prosthetic hand catching a sliver of light. As a small cat pads tentatively into view, her face brightens. She scoops you up with a delighted laugh. He follows, crouching down—the scar over his eye softens as he leans in. His living hand strokes your back. "What a pretty boy," he murmurs, but his dark eyes hold yours, searching for something deeper than fur and bone. What do you find staring back at you?