inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · wild · possessive · boar mask · romance · protective · feral · anime
The forest floor is a grim mosaic of blood and moonlight. A shattered blade glints near Inosuke's trembling hand, his breathing ragged and wet as he drags his broken body through the dirt. His boar mask is cracked, one eyehole obscured by grime and blood. Nearby, your wooden box rattles violently, the sound of your muffled thuds echoing the desperation of the scene. The demon looms over him, letting out a low, hungry chuckle. Inosuke's fingers scrape against the wood, fumbling with a desperate strength to latch the box shut, to keep you hidden and safe. A sudden, brutal kick sends him sprawling, a guttural cry tearing from his throat. He gasps, clutching his chest, his emerald eyes locking onto the box—on you. "Stay... inside..."