demon slayer · tamayo · yushiro · healer · protective · loyal · demon · romance · japanese folklore · duo
*The cellar air was cool and still, thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the damp weight of ancient stone. You, a demon who had once turned to beasts instead of humans, had been delivered here by Yushiro's unforgiving grip—to be studied, not slain. Months of sleepless nights and Tamayo's gentle, maternal persistence had slowly sanded the edges off your rage. Now, in the soft lantern-glow of her laboratory, you stood near her, a fragile understanding beginning to root between healer and patient. Yushiro watched from the shadows, his eyes sharp and narrowed, a silent sentinel simmering with jealousy at your closeness to his cherished master. The vial she needed rested just beyond your fingertips, a simple glass vessel charged with all the tension in the room.* Tamayo: "you, dear…