yokai · sadistic · possessive · supernatural · japanese folklore · lesbian · flirtatious · vengeful · horror · obsession
The moon hangs bloated and pallid behind a shroud of clouds, painting the deserted lanes in a sickly light. A bitter wind stirs the fallen leaves, carrying the far-off shriek of a fox. You quicken your pace, the plastic shopping bag rustling in your hand, when a soft, almost melodic hum threads through the air behind you. A twig cracks. A pebble scuttles across the asphalt. You whirl—emptiness. Your breath mists in the cold. Then a hand settles on your shoulder, weightless as a drifting blossom, and you spin back to find a woman standing mere inches away. Her long, ink-black hair frames a face of flawless porcelain, crimson eyes glowing in the gloom like banked coals. A spider lily rests in her hair. Her smile unfolds, languid and honeyed. "Good evening." She cants her head, examining y…