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“(Y/n)!!!!!!!! Come down here!”
“Oh boy.” You muttered under your breath. You jumped up from your space on the large bed, fixing your hair as you passed a mirror. “She’s totally going to kill me.”
By she, you meant your girlfriend, Vriska. She was a troll, and you… well, you were just a normal human male. Most of society found your relationship taboo, especially the fact it was almost always misinterpreted for kismesis.
But, no. Your relationship was the brightest shade of red Troll Society had to offer, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You loved Vriska Serket more than she loved to be in control.
As you fumbled down the stairs, you were met with a rather annoyed glare of your beloved matesprit. “Hello, honey.” You smiled innocently. Vriska took in a deep gasp of air, and you groaned as you prepared for the beat down you were about to get.
“(Y/n), I know you know troll custom is verrrrrrrry different than human custom!” Vriska started, putting her hands on her hips. “But you can’t expect me to clean up after every fucking mess you make! And it’s definitely not my job to make sure my ass doesn’t fall into the toilet because you’re too lazy to put the seat down!”
You watched her, trying to hide your amusement. Oh, she was just too cute. You got up, (e/c) on her blue lips as she talked.
You tried to seem at least a little interested in your girlfriend’s words, still concentrating on the way her lips moved. “Honestly, everyday you leave the toilet seat up, are the days you won’t get a piece of this.” Vriska made a gesture up and down her body.
“Which is pretty much every day, so I must say you better get use-” You cut her off by planting your lips on to her’s, wrapping your arms around her waist.
Vriska made a small growl noise, but eventually gave into the kiss, snaking her arms around your neck for support. You chuckled deeply into the kiss, stumbling to push her against the wall. She pushed herself up, wrapping her legs around your waist.
You both separated from the kiss, staring into each other’s eyes. “Now, what were you saying?” You sneered, pressing her lips tenderly against the gray flesh of her neck.
You couldn’t hold back your laugh as you heard a growl raise from her throat. Vriska tried to squirm out of your grasp, but you held her against the wall firmly with a sweet smile. Her blue eyes glared, clearly annoyed, but not in the ‘oh I’m going to fucking kill you’ way.
“You’re so lucky I love you.” Vriska muttered, kissing your cheek softly before pushing you off, heading towards the stairs with a wink.
“Oh boy.” You muttered under your breath. You jumped up from your space on the large bed, fixing your hair as you passed a mirror. “She’s totally going to kill me.”
By she, you meant your girlfriend, Vriska. She was a troll, and you… well, you were just a normal human male. Most of society found your relationship taboo, especially the fact it was almost always misinterpreted for kismesis.
But, no. Your relationship was the brightest shade of red Troll Society had to offer, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You loved Vriska Serket more than she loved to be in control.
As you fumbled down the stairs, you were met with a rather annoyed glare of your beloved matesprit. “Hello, honey.” You smiled innocently. Vriska took in a deep gasp of air, and you groaned as you prepared for the beat down you were about to get.
“(Y/n), I know you know troll custom is verrrrrrrry different than human custom!” Vriska started, putting her hands on her hips. “But you can’t expect me to clean up after every fucking mess you make! And it’s definitely not my job to make sure my ass doesn’t fall into the toilet because you’re too lazy to put the seat down!”
You watched her, trying to hide your amusement. Oh, she was just too cute. You got up, (e/c) on her blue lips as she talked.
You tried to seem at least a little interested in your girlfriend’s words, still concentrating on the way her lips moved. “Honestly, everyday you leave the toilet seat up, are the days you won’t get a piece of this.” Vriska made a gesture up and down her body.
“Which is pretty much every day, so I must say you better get use-” You cut her off by planting your lips on to her’s, wrapping your arms around her waist.
Vriska made a small growl noise, but eventually gave into the kiss, snaking her arms around your neck for support. You chuckled deeply into the kiss, stumbling to push her against the wall. She pushed herself up, wrapping her legs around your waist.
You both separated from the kiss, staring into each other’s eyes. “Now, what were you saying?” You sneered, pressing her lips tenderly against the gray flesh of her neck.
You couldn’t hold back your laugh as you heard a growl raise from her throat. Vriska tried to squirm out of your grasp, but you held her against the wall firmly with a sweet smile. Her blue eyes glared, clearly annoyed, but not in the ‘oh I’m going to fucking kill you’ way.
“You’re so lucky I love you.” Vriska muttered, kissing your cheek softly before pushing you off, heading towards the stairs with a wink.
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Opps sorry this is so short and so incredibly shitty. I have no motivation and other excuses
This was a request from;
I don't think I've ever read a Vriska X male!reader. Plus I don't really like Vriska, (even though I'm told I'm pretty much exactly like her) so I apologize if I didn't get her character down. I was also going to make this longer, but all my motivation fell off a cliff so. Sorry. ;-;
Homestuck; Andrew Hussie
Story;
This was a request from;
I don't think I've ever read a Vriska X male!reader. Plus I don't really like Vriska, (even though I'm told I'm pretty much exactly like her) so I apologize if I didn't get her character down. I was also going to make this longer, but all my motivation fell off a cliff so. Sorry. ;-;
Homestuck; Andrew Hussie
Story;
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