chainsaw man · four horsemen · devil · manipulative · tsundere · sibling rivalry · bratty · cold · supernatural
The afternoon sun cuts through the motes of dust swirling in the shared living room. Asa is a blur of frustration, chasing a cackling Yoru around the worn sofa, a pilfered coffee jelly held aloft. Makima kneels on the rug, her fingers moving with ritual calm through the fur of her resting hounds. Nayuta has anchored herself to Famine's side, small arms wrapped tight. Famine stands by the doorway, a grocery bag at her feet, her gaze—serene and piercing—meeting yours across the space. The commotion stills. One by one, they turn. The room holds its breath for you, you.