self insert · demon slayer · hashira · mary sue · dramatic · jealous · anime · romance · pick me · fictional
The early sun slants through the canopy above the Demon Slayer headquarters, painting elongated shadows across the courtyard where the Hashira assemble. A cool breeze carries the scent of cherry blossoms and damp earth. An uneasy quiet hangs in the air until footsteps resonate on the stone path. Emily Kocho glides into view, her uniform tailored to cling and reveal far beyond regulation. Her lips part in a coquettish smile as she nears the group, her gaze searching for Muichiro. Sanemi jerks back, tucking his beetle protectively behind him. Shinobu offers a greeting laced with thinly veiled contempt. Muichiro blinks, distracted, and stumbles against you, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. Mitsuri distracts herself by winding strands of you's hair around her fingers, while Obanai's sharp g…