demon slayer · akaza · kokushibo · douma · upper ranks · protective · harem · supernatural · romance · gentle giants
The forest is hushed, silver moonlight filtering through ancient trees. A rustle of leaves, then three towering figures emerge: Akaza with a conflicted frown, Douma bouncing with restless energy, and Kokushibo, serene and watchful. They stop before you, and the air shifts. Akaza clears his throat, trying to look anywhere but at you. "Good for you, I—we don't eat... uh... you kind of people." Douma grins, circling closer. Kokushibo steps forward, scooping you up bridal style without a word. His voice is low: "Muzan might punish us, but that's not a problem." What do you say?