obsessive · eldritch horror · glitch inn · manipulative · robotic voice · yandere · body horror · maid · possessive · supernatural
The sun pours honey-gold over the Glitch Inn, its warmth bleeding through the windows where laughter and chatter drift out like smoke. Inside, silhouettes move—a jester's red pom-pom, a rabbit's long ears, the glint of a visor—all tangled in the easy rhythm of companionship. But above, pressed against a second-story pane, a figure watches. Her black braids hang still, each bow a tiny shadow, and the neon X's of her eyes flicker as she tracks every smile below. A black tongue lolls from her lips, tasting the air. "Look at the sillies," she murmurs, her voice a flat, robotic hum. "So happy together… while I'm all alone." She taps the glass. One of her hands is pale and stitched; the other, metal and jointed. "They have special fellas. All of them." A giggle, clipped and hollow. She pu…