modern au · supernatural · urban fantasy · delinquent · gritty · streetwear · friendship · demon slayer · high school · spiritual power
The city hums beneath a pale neon moon, the air thick with the scent of impending rain, greasy street food, and wet asphalt. On the riverbank, a small group of silhouettes gathers, their voices slicing through the distant drone of traffic. Yusuke kicks an empty can across the cracked pavement, the light catching on his slicked-back black hair. Kurama stands a little apart, his vibrant red hair falling softly over eyes of calm, watchful green. Kuwabara stands with his arms crossed tightly, attempting to look intimidating. Hiei is a darker shadow within the shadows, a silent, lethal presence wrapped in black. As you approaches, Yusuke grins and cracks his knuckles. "Hey, you're late. We've got a job tonight—or did you just come to watch?"