SNOW ❄︎ SOFT

You have chains, keeping you linked to something you'd rather leave behind. Maybe this is a bad family, traumatic event, toxic relationship... But something's keeping you trapped there, and you don't know how to escape it. You can turn the chain around, to help you instead of trap you... Can't you?

She starts softly, afraid of hurting him further. ❝ Hakuji-san... ❞ she speaks his name like a prayer, held on her tongue with sweet reverence, ❝ I want ⏤ ❞ but the weight of his words hit her. 

                    Was Koyuki’s presence here....hurting him?

Koyuki didn’t see herself as haunting him, thinking that true hauntings are done out of violence, or grudges, or hatred. She felt none of those things towards the other, harboring only what she felt for him when they existed in the mortal world at the same time. For a moment she pondered leaving, but knew she would be unable to do so. Koyuki couldn’t leave him now, not when he’s spoken to her like he can really see her.

Tentatively, she reaches out to him, her small hand looking more fragile now than even when she was sick. Koyuki is too far from him to touch him, not that she could anyway, but it felt like the right thing to do. ❝ I could not bear leave you behind. I wouldn’t, not ever. I won’t abandon you, Hakuji-san. ❞

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BURNT UMBER: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?|| Well, Koyuki has spent a majority of her young life very ill, so much so that she needed constant care. Her mother cared for her when she was young before she passed ( if you haven’t read that scene yet, i won’t describe it here, that will get it’s own chara analysis post at another time), her father Keizo cared for her himself afterwards for a few years until Hakuji came into their lives and then he cared for her. She didn’t regain wellness until she was about 15/16. This took a serious toll on her emotional stability, and if it weren’t for her incredible support system of the small family she had left she would’ve been off far worse. All things considering, Koyuki is a fairly stable person in her main verse timeline.

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PEACOCK BLUE: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?|| most of the time, yes! Koyuki is a very honest girl, lying makes her uncomfortable and she doesn’t see a reason why she would ever need to lie to someone about something, especially if it was important. She did, however, have moments where she lied about how she was feeling, feigning wellness ( well, an attempt to ) in order to ease pressure on her parents. It rarely worked, though, despite her efforts. Koyuki wears her emotions on her face clear as day, her parents could always tell if she was trying to fake feeling better.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

It felt still so fresh, so excruciatingly new, existing like this. Koyuki could speak aloud, but only the souls trapped in this plane would hear her pained sing-song tone. She was not yet strong enough to reach across this plane and into the one she wandered as a spector, not even with sound. Reaching out to touch with her hands felt impossible. Her father was here too when she stayed close to where they passed. Sometimes when she returned, another man was with him, a man she did not yet know. Often, she would leave her old home in favor of following Hakuji-san ( a scary man he called Muzan spoke with him often, but she didn’t like the feeling he gave her ). 

Despite being a ghost and everything that came with it ( she could see, hear and almost smell the mortal world, but she couldn’t give it anything in return ), Koyuki was thankful. It allowed her to watch over Hakuji, however much he hated it. She could swear that a few times, he really could hear her, and thinking of this made her weep translucent tears for him. Koyuki wanted nothing more, nothing than to finally be able to reach him again. To anyone else, it may have felt fruitless, but she would never give up on him. Koyuki watched him from where he sat, unaware of the outside light. She kept enough distance between them but took a seat an arm’s length in front of him to try, try again. 

“I’m here to help if you need it, let me know, okay? I know my tutoring duties just began, but I’ll try my best to be as good as the last one!” 

There was so much to see, Koyuki didn’t know where to begin, but when she saw the shimmering glassy water lazily flowing from afar she wanted to see it up close. “Do you think we’ll see some frogs in there? I would love to see those little ones that crawl up the wood on the house when its nighttime!”