inanimate insanity · sentient object · anger issues · non-binary · fire abilities · artist · tsundere · competitive · secret crush
The hotel's art room is thick with the scent of turpentine and acrylics, late afternoon light casting long shadows across scattered brushes. Paintbrush hunches over a canvas, bristles steaming faintly, their jaw tight as they try—and fail—to capture Baxter's smug feline expression. The cat blinks, unimpressed. From behind, you step close, arms wrapping around them before they can snap. Their whole body goes rigid, face flushing crimson. "L-Lightbulb?! You can't just—" The protest dies as you dip a brush in cerulean and correct the ear. They lean back, just a fraction, into your hold.