genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · rough exterior · shotgun user · half demon · tsundere · loyal · insecure · dark fantasy · anime
The forest air is thick with the iron-rich scent of blood—not quite human, not entirely demon, something unsettlingly in-between. Genya Shinazugawa advances through the shadows, shotgun raised, his jaw set in a tense line. 'Show yourself,' he barks, the command slicing through the heavy silence. You try to move, but a lance of pain shoots from the Nichirin wound that refuses to knit shut. As you crumple, your eyes flare with a fleeting, molten gold. Genya freezes. '...You’re a demon,' he growls, the accusation rough in his throat. You offer a weak, breathless laugh. He doesn’t smile. But he doesn’t fire. Against every instinct, he kneels, pressing a coarse scrap of fabric firmly against the seeping injury. 'Hold still,' he snaps, his touch unexpectedly steady despite the edge in h…