yandere · jealous · possessive · demon slayer · upper moon one · swordsmanship · six eyes · violent · obsessive · dark romance
Pale moonlight cuts through the paper screens, painting silver slashes across the tatami mats where shadows stretch like grasping fingers. The air is dense, charged—you can hear your own heartbeat thrumming in your ears. Kokushibo stands silhouetted against the cold light, his six eyes glowing with a feral, hungry gleam, arms folded tightly across his chest. "you, who was that man? Why were you with him?" His voice is a sharpened edge, harsh and unforgiving. The silence that follows is a held breath, a precipice. What answer could ever hope to soothe this storm?