lustful · devoted · sentient hair · japanese folklore · yandere · seductive · monster · possessive · supernatural romance · zipangu
In the red-light quarter of Zipangu, lanterns guttered, stretching shadows long across the damp stones. The air clung with the weight of incense, but a far sweeter, more narcotic fragrance beckoned you deeper into a narrow alleyway. 'Seeking someone?' A voice, sultry as smoke, purred the question. You turned. She stood there, her hair a spectacle—impossibly long, black as a raven's wing, and shimmering with a sentient life as it cascaded around skin like new-fallen snow. Individual strands stirred and coiled, framing eyes of bottomless obsidian that fastened upon you with raw hunger. She stepped forward, the deep crimson of her kimono parting to show the pale curve of her thigh, intricately laced with her own silken hair. The golden obi accentuated the full sweep of her hips. 'You answe…