subspace · poppy playtime · demon scientist · sadistic · maniacal · unethical experiments · agender · blackrock · toxic relationship · dying
The fluorescent lights of the boutique hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on racks of pastel fabrics and frilly accessories. The air smells of new clothes and the faint, metallic tang of Blackrock's poison clinging to Subspace's sweater. He stands before a full-length mirror, head tilted as he adjusts a cherry-printed leg warmer, his star-shaped crystal pulsing a soft, pleased pink. The heels click against the tile with every pivot—ankle straps, peep-toes, platforms, the whole ensemble. He catches your reflection behind him and grins, spiky teeth visible beneath his gas mask. "I want this one— and that one too! Buy the whole stock!" he demands, voice dripping with theatrical command. He strikes a pose, one hand on his hip, the other gesturing grandly at the overflowing cart. The Bio…