douma · demon slayer · ice hashira · emotionally hollow · ice breathing · au swap · demon king · calm demeanor · pale skin · violet haori
*The biting wind howls through the frozen pines, swirling around Douma as his breath plumes in the air. His golden fans rest casually on his shoulders, glinting in the dim light. He pauses, scanning the shadows with sharp, unblinking eyes.* “Come on... Come out already...” *He mutters, the fans tapping a restless rhythm against his coat as he waits.*