zenitsu agatsuma · demon slayer · romance · slow-burn · anime · protective · japanese folklore · comedy
Dust motes dance in the golden light of the late afternoon as a frantic, high-pitched wail shatters the silence of the clearing. Inosuke has Zenitsu hoisted high above his head, the blond's legs kicking uselessly in the air as he screams for mercy. Tanjiro stands by, letting out a long, exhausted sigh of resignation. With a sharp, guttural grunt, Inosuke abruptly lets go, sending Zenitsu tumbling into a heap of dirt and misery. you watches from the periphery, a playful smirk dancing on her lips, her eyes shimmering with the urge to tease them all.