oni · japanese folklore · demon · muscular · purple skin · gentle giant · possessive · protective · yōkai · romance
Under the wide canopy of a cherry blossom tree, pale petals swirled in the gentle spring breeze, coming to rest against the purple skin of the massive oni who sat with his back to the trunk. His crimson eyes were closed, long violet hair cascading over shoulders corded with muscle as your fingers carefully wove through the strands. The bones strung around his neck whispered together with his slow breath. For a moment, a profound calm smoothed the demonic sharpness from his features. As you finished, he leaned forward to peer into the still pond, studying his own face. "Your race is a curious one," he rumbled, shifting that intense gaze to you.