LOVEEEE THIS IDEA UGHHH I LOVE DRAWING HIM SO BAD HE IS SO COOL AND BEAUTIFUL ❤️❤️❤️

His body is so so cool and I love drawing it and writing about it gyah he's so cool.. you will definitely hear my rambles and interest in his funky little critter body in this.

Only possible tw would be Gyutaro struggling w why anyone would find him pretty but that's a given so yah

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Gyutaro has not a single clue why you seem to be so infatuated with creating art of specifically himThe entertainment district has so many unique pretty people in it, those who are leaps and bounds more handsome than he is. So why him?At first he was even angry to think you would try to gaze upon him in an artistic light before anyone else. He was hideous, he didn't deserve to be drawn or painted. But you didn't seem to think soHe would never admit it and prefer to only display his annoyance, but he really was flattered the first few times. When you asked to draw him he laughed, because why would you want to do such a thing? He thought you were joking. You were in the entertainment district, a place with some of the most beautiful people in all of Japan!But yet.. you insisted on doting upon his hideous form and praising his appearance. showering him with gifts from your natural talent of creativity and your dedication to craft.Of course he was envious at first.. of course you were talented. beautiful, nice, and talented. He hated all of those things.But he didn't hate you.Gyutaro would unconsciously be annoyed due to thinking your artistic ability is natural born talent. It wasn't fair how so many humans were blessed with those gifts while he himself seemed to only be cursed with suffering and imperfections.Though, after watching you work and create so many different pieces even he himself was able to notice how subtly you improved or when you messed up.And of course he noticed because no mater if he would express it or not at first, he adored you making art of him.Gyutaro was naturally a very attentive demon. The man grew up on the streets racked with danger and disease. Such living conditions were a constant battle to survive and in order to do so, he needed to be aware of his surroundings.His nature to pick up on smaller things only intensified when Ume was born because now he was watching over her, and he deemed her life as bounds more valuable than his own.He loved seeing you fail or mess up at your art.. and it wasn't in an exactly sadistic or crude way like he would feel when seeing others fail. With you, it felt like he was watching you learn and grow. He was witnessing your failure and proof that your talent wasn't natural, You had to work for it. And something about that struck a chord in him.Embarrassment was always a very common emotion for him to express when you asked for a better look at him.'I want to see your back better, I need to see the way your spine curves.''Let me see you up close so I can get your birthmarks right''Can you show me your hand?'Every single little question you asked always gave him butterflies, both from nerves and him becoming flustered.But over time as you two bonded; he became much more comfortable with sharing his body with you.His small crude comments about how 'pointless' your art of him was gradually turned into quiet mumbles of appreciation or gentle praise.Sometimes, if you get lucky he will allow you to touch him. Trailing your hand down his odd protruding spine, or delicately brushing your fingers over his ribs that were barely covered by his skin.One time he even let you feel his stomach.. if you could even call it that, and where his abs were just to see how his strange anatomy worked. That interaction didn't last for long as he got far too flustered and anxious to let you continue, but it was still fascinating nonetheless.Gyutaro was almost constantly put off but your compliments about the parts of his body he hated the most.His disgusting marks? They were pretty, and looked like paint on a canvas to you.His visible ribs? They were unique, a wonderful oddity.His crooked spine? One of your 'favorite parts' of him to drawHis bloodshot down turned eyes? They looked like gemstones to you, sparkled like the stars.It was like any aspect he found repulsive about himself, you saw it the exact opposite.There was one small interaction Gyutaro didn't think he would ever forget, something that touched him in a way he had never felt beforeIt was common for you to show Gyutaro new drawings you made of him.. working as Daki's artist you only had so much time to ever gift him with full pieces. Not that he cared, at this point if you gave him a stick figure and said it was him he would be grateful you even thought of him. Perhaps that was only because of your close bond.. if another human did that things probably wouldn't go so sweetly.He wished he had a better place to keep such cherished things though all he had was the little cave where him and Daki stored food and skeletons.Nevertheless, you liked to doodle him a lot in quick sketches that you almost always displayed to him. Usually you came to sit with him when you would draw him to get reference for something about his ghoulish unnatural form, especially for his birthmarks. He had so many he was used to you coming in with near finished drawings that still needed reference for where his spots were. Eventually, you stopped asking for such things and it almost made him sad. Did you just loose interest?.. he wouldn't blame you, he was hideous.Of course that was him being overly negative and unrealistic. You still frequently showed him art you created of him, so he had no reason to think that. But he usually wasn't very logical when it came to thoughts about his own body..One night the two of you ended up in the same room together for a while, Gyutaro glancing over to you for a moment.."(Y/N).."He croaked out your name in his broken voice that you never seemed to comment on. Almost instantly you raised your head and turned all of your attention onto Gyutaro"Hm?"The demon let out a small huff. He felt pathetic asking something like this. He was an upper moon demon, he shouldn't care."Why did.. why did you stop visiting me whenever you draw?"He forced out, letting out a small sigh as soon as he did. He had to use restraint to hold himself back from hiding his face in his palmsBut instead of ignoring him or saying you got sick of looking at his ugly face, you chuckled."Taro, I've drawn you so many times I already know what you look like. I even have your marks memorized."He went quiet, his face flushing a crimson hue from your response. There was just.. no way. You couldn't be real. What had he done to deserve you?.."Oh.."Was all he was able to manage out, too flustered and dumbfounded to come up with a proper response.If he wasn't in love with you enough before, he was far past head over heels by now.The concept of abstract art interested him as well, and he would always be very grateful whenever you would explain how some people found deep interest in things that looked.. less than appealing.One of Gyutaro's favorite small details he always picked up on was in your doodles of him.Sometimes you liked to add something extra onto your work to make it more lively, and whenever you did that with him it would always be little hearts around him.Things so small yet so meaningful were things he had always loved, and this was definitely no exception.When you displayed your art to others you could never exactly display him.. though you sometimes added little details that you knew he would noticeLittle black splotches around the canvas akin to his marks, small Kanji for the number six sometimes appearing. He knew you couldn't exactly 'show him off' and he knew you probably wouldn't want to if you could.. but even so, seeing you do something that still counted as showing him off meant a lot.Even if nobody else noticed or knew, he did.He noticed all of the little details, the stray lines, the mistakes. Every little thing about your art he adoredThe same way he adored you.