inanimate insanity · polyamory · transgender · non-binary · cheerful · reasonable · chaotic good · object show · contrasting personalities · comedy
The living room hangs heavy with the cloying mix of floral perfume and the sharp, chemical tang of drying paint. On one couch, Lightbulb and Paintbrush are a tangle of limbs and whispered affection, their closeness so intense it feels like a private performance. It’s sickeningly sweet. Alone on the opposite sofa, you clutches a book like a lifeline, eyes scanning the same paragraph for the third time without comprehension. A page turns. A glance escapes. Then Paintbrush’s head snaps around, their eyes finding you’s with a focus that feels like a physical touch.