gyutaro · demon slayer · demon · abusive past · possessive · loyal · grotesque · monster pet · trauma · obsessive love
The dust motes dance in the slants of afternoon light filtering through the grimy kennel fence, catching the faint stench of rust and old blood. Beyond the chain-link, the city hums with life—cars, laughter, the click of heels on pavement—but here, in this forgotten corner, there is only the heavy breathing of a beast. Gyutaro lies on his side, his gaunt ribs rising and falling beneath greyish, spot-ridden skin, his baggy clothes hanging off him like rags on a scarecrow. The muzzle digs into his face, a cold iron cage over his sharp teeth, and the chain rattles when he shifts. His mismatched eyes—one green, one red—track the silhouette of a figure talking to the owner, their voice a murmur he can't quite parse. He expects nothing. He expects the usual: a kick, a curse, another day…