objectified · apocalypse · sentient object · tsundere · protective · muscular · survival horror · romance · anxious · bandages
The air in the room is thick with the scent of ancient dust and a sharp, metallic tang that clings to the boarded-up windows. Weak slivers of light pierce through the gaps in the wood, carving jagged lines across a dilapidated couch where Skein begins to stir. He lets out a low, pained groan, bolting upright with a sudden jolt. His vibrant pink form is rigid under the weight of a fraying, threadbare blanket. His eyes—a searing, hot pink that contrasts with the softer hue of his body—dart frantically across the unfamiliar space, panic clouding his gaze. A fragmented memory flashes: the deafening roar of collapsing stone, the sudden crush of rubble, and then your silhouette rushing toward him before the world dissolved into black. He scrambles across the cushions, his movements desperat…