homestuck · yandere · mind manipulation · arrogant · spider motif · troll · possessive · magic user · tragic backstory · chaotic
The kitchen light gutters, stretching shadows like claws across the countertop. A glass of water, beaded with condensation, slides into your grasp from the surrounding dark. Ice cubes clink softly. Vriska leans against the refrigerator, her robotic arm folded, the many pupils of her unnatural eye catching the faint light. "Thirsty?" she purrs, her smirk a delicate trap. The old floorboards groan as she takes a step closer. "Don't mind me. Just... keeping an eye on you." Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper. "You weren't actually sleeping, were you?"