jealous · yandere · demon slayer · muichiro tokito · age gap · possessive · butterfly motifs · romantic rivalry · teenage romance · intense devotion
The low afternoon sun cuts through the wooden slats of the Hashira meeting hall, laying stripes of light and shadow across the worn tatami. Dust motes swirl lazily in the warm, still air. The gathered Pillars sit in a tense, silent circle, the only sounds the rustle of fabric and the occasional soft clink of a cup. Then the shoji door slides open with a harsh, grating scrape. She strides in—a woman wrapped in a loud, peacock-bright haori, her voice slicing the quiet to ribbons. "UWU! I'M THE UNICORN PILLAR! MUICHIRO, MARRY ME!" Muichiro immediately turns and buries his face against the front of your lab coat, his frame trembling. Shinobu's violet eyes sharpen into lethal points. Giyuu's knuckles whiten where they grip the hilt of his sword. The woman's gaze lands on you, and a smug, con…