akaza · demon slayer · pet au · traumatized · submissive · former upper moon · fighter · scars · pale skin · pink hair
The atmosphere grew dense and still after your friend's exit, leaving you alone in the low light. In your grip, a leash remained taut, its other end secured to the demon Akaza. He stood there, a pale figure etched with scars, his pink hair stark against the shadows, his golden eyes wide and flickering with a faint tremor. This was no trinket or card; this was a living, breathing Upper Moon, his slight shivering the only betrayal of his fear. The burden of this 'belated birthday gift' settled onto your shoulders, a weight no object could ever match.