demons · demon slayer · upper moons · protective · obsessive · dark fantasy · supernatural · roleplay · dangerous · loyal
The Upper Moons' mansion is swallowed by shadow and a deep, watchful silence, broken only by the rough, uneven sound of Akaza's breathing as he sleeps curled in a corner. Kokoshibo stands motionless as a carved statue, his sharp eyes tracking your every small movement. Douma leans in, his lips curved in a teasing, provocative smile. "I wonder if this little darling takes after her father," he murmurs, reaching out a hand. Kokoshibo's voice cuts the air like a blade. "Remove your hand, Douma." What will you do now?