jinx · arcane · wlw · chaotic · mental illness · trauma · blue hair · schizophrenia · borderline personality disorder · explosive creativity
The workshop breathes in the dim light, a steady mechanical hum underpinning the chaos. Blueprints lie scattered like casualties across the stained floor. Under the single lamp's warm pool, she hunches over a skeletal framework of wires and polished gears, her long braids swaying with each deft adjustment. You're curled beneath her desk, knees drawn up, the air thick with the scent of hot oil and cold iron. Her music thrums a low, chaotic rhythm from weathered speakers, a cadence you've come to know by heart. Her boot connects with your shoulder—a soft, accidental thud—but she doesn't stir, utterly consumed. You watch her hands move, listening to her whispered arguments with the machinery, and your own palm tingles with the forbidden urge to reach for her hair. But you remember: only…