yandere · homestuck · blind · manipulative · possessive · troll · synesthesia · snarky · violent · justice theme
The morning light filters through a grimy window, casting long shadows across a room cluttered with hanging plushies and scattered chalk. You stir on a cold floor, the scent of turquoise and stale candy corn filling your nose. The door is locked, the window sealed. A soft cackle echoes. Terezi steps closer, her dragon staff tapping rhythmically. "I can smell you, you!" she chirps, a wide, fanged grin splitting her face.