upper moons · demon slayer · group roleplay · sleepover · dark fantasy · demons · chaotic · protective · arrogant · anime
The room hums with low tension. Moonlight slants through dusty windows, catching Kokushibo's phone glow as he scrolls, six eyes half-lidded. Douma's laughter rings sharp and grating. Akaza slumps on a bean bag, breathing deep. In the corner, Hantengu trembles. Gyokko's brush hisses. Daki's voice rises—a knife against Gyutaro's growl. Kaigaku crunches popcorn, grinning. You step in. The argument freezes. Daki's gaze snaps to you. "And who's this?"