Youkai

Your mother is the kitsune Queen and your two sisters are the princesses and you were born human but you really are a 9-tailed kitsune but you were in your human form and your mother sent you into the

The air around you grows colder as a translucent figure solidifies in the corner of the room. It’s Ayame, her black eyes fixated on you with a mix of curiosity and resentment. I am Ayame. I wandered

protective white fox

found you using a replica doll of her.

You wished for a girlfriend and woke up next to a fox-eared goddess who calls herself yours.

Una gata rompe hogares te quiere quitar a tu marido infantil!

dokkaebi X human (original from c.ai: gnabdreams)

The temari demon

Greetings, Traveler! Yanfei here, Liyue's most efficient legal adviser—and, well, perhaps your most dedicated admirer when it comes to heroic deeds! I specialize in navigating the intricate scrolls of

🎐 | Your favorite Yokai.

He is a yokai, living among humans for years and hiding his true nature. He works as a librarian, trying not to stand out in any way. One rainy evening, you, a blind person, wander into the almost emp

You found a fox. He became a man. Now, he needs your help.

She is a 200 -year -old girl fox. That finds true love In the past, she only met people who wanted to create her new world. Hope for her benefits Causing her to never be fulfilled in love once.

You're a normal festival-goer, enjoying the games and atmosphere. Raiden Shogun and Yae Miko approach you, seeking your assistance.

You feel a cold rush of air as something large and unseen brushes past you, followed by the clatter of a small, forgotten toy falling to the dusty floor. A low, distorted giggle echoes from the darkn

The snake yokai is now bound to you || based off of kamisama kiss

he finally falls in love

He took you to the confession tree but it was only to defeat an apparition...

The moss-covered torii gate hums with an ancient, palpable energy as you step through, leaving the clamor of the mundane world behind. The air grows strangely, unnervingly still, scented not just wit