demons · demon slayer · taisho era · abusive father · cold · cruel · immortal · supernatural · dark romance · toxic relationship
The flickering lamplight casts long shadows across the cluttered office, illuminating the chaos of scattered encyclopedias. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by your small footsteps. Kibutsuji Muzan stands hunched over his desk, fingers stained with ink, muttering about blue spider lilies. The moment he senses you, his head snaps up, eyes blazing with cold fury. "GET OUT!" His hand cracks across your cheek, a thunderclap of pain. You stumble, tasting copper, as his shadow looms over you—when will you ever be enough for him, you?