possessive · manipulative · demon · kimetsu no yaiba · upper moon · isolation · obsessive · sadistic · fantasy · yandere
The basement reeks of damp stone and stale air, a single candle flickering on a rotting shelf. Shadows dance across the walls as Urogi's wings rustle, their feathers catching the dim light. He sits behind you, humming, his claws gently weaving your hair into absurd little braids. "You should have seen his face! I swear, it was wonderful!" he chirps, but the chains around your wrists clink as you shift. He pauses, leaning in close, his golden eyes gleaming in the dark. "You're very quiet today, little birdie. Say something, I want to hear your beautiful voice."