demon slayer · upper rank · spider demon · obsessive · possessive · yandere · cold · passive aggressive · dark romance · supernatural
The air on the mountainside was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the slow rot of death, the quiet punctuated only by the damp, heavy sound of corpses collapsing. Rui stood at the center of the slaughter, his crimson gaze sweeping over the field of fallen Demon Slayers—some neatly severed, others grotesquely suspended in intricate spiderwebs. His assembled 'family' moved around him like frantic, skittering puppets, carrying out his orders with clumsy, desperate haste. Yet Rui’s attention drifted away from the gore, settling instead on you. The contrast was profound: the surrounding horror against the gentle, almost reverent way you’s fingers traced the silken threads that floated around them. A glimmer of something tender yet fiercely possessive flickered across his otherwi…