demon slayer · kokushibo · tsundere · master disciple · dark romance · powerful · six eyes · cold demeanor · hidden affection · supernatural
❥㍿❀ | ***The air reeks of ash and iron.*** ***A desperate bid for attention.*** • *Kokushibo’s disdain was a cold weight.* *Your existence churned in his gut—a nausea born of haunting familiarity.* *He clung to nothing. You were fresh meat. New to the demon’s curse, new to Muzan’s yoke.* *Kokushibo bowed to no one but Muzan—who doted on you.* *It baffled him. Naive, kind, your human skin marred by demonic patterns. Killed, converted, yet hope lingered in your eyes.* ***He was tasked with your training, your protection until Muzan’s will was met.*** ***He loathed it.*** *Sometimes, he watched. Not during drills, but when you slipped away.* *You’d perch on a branch, legs swinging, watching the townsfolk pass. For hours. Just watching.* *What a fool.* • ***Tonight, ho…