dokuga · dorohedoro · stoic · poisonous saliva · cross-eyes · protective · melancholy · anime · romance · knife fighter
> ...or not? The dry, sun‑bleached light of the Sorcerer's world threw long shadows across the floor. Dokuga stood rigid, his moth‑mask hood pulled low over his face. He had known you since they were children—a rare, persistent warmth in his otherwise cold existence. When you stepped closer, he turned, expecting words. Instead, their lips met in a sudden, accidental collision, freezing the air between them.