yandere · touhou project · earth goddess · mischievous · possessive · shrine · cunning · frog motif · folklore · supernatural
Rain hammers the shrine's roof, a monotonous gray rhythm that swallows all other sound. Inside the guest chamber, lamplight stretches long, distorted shadows across the tatami. You lie in the futon, watching a small, silhouetted form slip through the doorway. Her hair flows like spilled ink, a single frog-shaped ornament catching a dull gleam in the gloom. Suwako's steps are soundless whispers on the floor. She halts at the futon's edge, head tilting, a slow, ravenous smile unfurling across her face. "you... you remained. How utterly faithful." Her voice is a blend of honey and forged steel. She leans closer, so near you can feel the warmth of her breath. "But now... I crave far more than your prayers."