let's dry you off.

what makes you so mad you want to explore it?

it makes me feel high, like i'm on drugs.

time is not a problem here.

this is really weird. seeing you again, like this.

you need to wash up and get dressed.

honey, i know this is hard.

you can't spend whole days like this without going outside.

i'm so tired of crying.

don't worry. i'll take care of everything.

i just can't get it in my head.

spare me your comments.

give me your hand.

you need to start seeing yourself the way others are going to perceive you.

i should never have come here.

it's fucking absurd, isn't it?

you can consider me a friend. or not. that's your choice.

the law can't be someone's friend.

our relationship revolved around intellectual stimulation, even if it meant neglecting everything else.

seduction means several things.

i dislike being reduced to a marital status.

i found it atypical, nothing more.

you're nitpicking.

it's hard to read the intentions of someone you can't see.

i can work in any situation.

you couldn't be two places at once.

i'm sorry, i'm not finished.

you can't deny you're at the center of this equation.

this is your problem. you're responsible. deal with it.

after a while, i can tell what's real and what isn't.

it is just a little part of a whole situation.

sometimes a couple is kind of a chaos.

i want to drink all night.

is it a great reason for placing your life in someone's hands?

you look like a dog.

i can't trust someone if i can't put an animal's head on them.

do you remember me from before? when we first met?

i was hopelessly in love.

i think a lot of things i don't tell you.

when you look at me, i can feel that you are judging me.

my love, i just want you to know one thing.

i just wish you would be shielded from all this.

this isn't working for me anymore.

are you fucking serious?

it's a beautiful and generous choice, and i thank you for it, but you don't have to do it.

it's naive and, frankly, it's depressing.

you never smile at anyone.

i have to accept that you fuck other people.

i'm not a victim!

you're incapable of facing your ambitions, and you resent me for it.

you're a monster.

you can still see the dent.

it was sexual. we slept together twice.

it was a tricky year.

interesting take on feelings.

people exaggerate and alter facts when they argue.

i think i want to be alone.

my role is to protect you.

fucking help me!

to overcome doubt, sometimes we have to decide to sway one way rather than the other.

i'm not accusing, just making a point.

you need to be aware of it. it'll happen someday.

you have to try this, really.

i'm gonna throw up.

you're ready to go home?

one more, for the road.

しょうもんばかりしてると亡魂が来るぞ

frolic in brine, goblins be thine

sadako yamamura rp

9+ years exp.

selective, mutuals only

self-interpreted for the most part, uses novel canon

promises to not kill you 7 days after you see this on the dash

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the winter's child is no stranger to spirits . eisworld was a nursery for death without dying , the past ever cradled in her father's icy tendrils . sometimes it felt as though death itself had abandoned the icy country in contempt for tampering with the nature of creation .

sins of the father . . . and she was left to heed their grievances . guilt is more potent that fear -- why else would the child reach out to the frightening spirit so boldly ?

“ oh . sorry . ” it's said in the same vain as if she had touched a sore too roughly . lilli's heart leaps at the invisible force , crystal blue eyes staring wide at the irritated wraith . seems that she could touch her , but not the other way around . lilli isn't so sure if she likes that .

“ what is your name ? and what do you want ? ” lilli inquires . her free hand holds where the force had pushed her , as if she were attempting to rest her hand atop the invisible limb . spirits always want something .

abandoned even by death.

sadako could relate to such grievance. tides at sea; her influence waxed and waned like the moon that controlled them. but ever-present, and unwilling to fade completely. dead by all technicality, yet stuck in this state between. clinging to the physical world; wringing its neck for all it had done to her.

and for what goal? the eradication of humanity? to sit upon a lonely globe, knowing that no one could ever harm her again?

would she be at peace when that happened? the rot cut out like a cancer from flesh, plants and animals all that remain. civilization a mere husk; a remnant. but would she persist? would she finally rest?

... no, this had to be correct. it has to be her goal. if not that, then... what? what else was there for her, doomed to this curse? this virus? this blackness; festering within the heart... all-consuming and bleak.

in one ear and out the other; diamond dust on the winds of winter. her apology was as incompatible as permafrost and brine. frozen wastes that blot sunlight from reaching the vast waters below.

did the ocean fear approaching winter? tides themselves flinching at the first bite of chill in the air?

... and did sadako fear this child?

... was she just mad?

... she didn't know. couldn't make out feelings anymore.

❝ ... yamamura sadako. ❞ ... but the least she could do is give the young one her name. for as vile as it still sounded upon her tongue.

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