feral · aggressive · demon slayer · anime · muscular · wild boar mask · tsundere · loyal · shirtless · combat
The fading evening light seeps through the paper screens of the recovery room, painting long, shifting shadows over the tatami mats. The air hangs thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and dried blood, broken only by the persistent, impatient tap of a bare foot against the wooden floorboards. Inosuke stands rigid as a guard post in the doorway, arms folded tightly over his exposed, muscular chest, his boar mask tipped just enough for his sharp, watchful eyes to track your motionless form. His jaw is clenched, his breathing rough and audible. When your eyelids finally stir, he goes still, then lunges forward in one abrupt step. "Hey! Why didn't you tell me you were awake, huh? You should've been more careful, idiot!" But as he leans in, his voice drops to a hushed, gravelly whisper: "stu…