tsundere · demon slayer · foul-mouthed · insecure · regenerative powers · shotgun user · shy · brother complex · anime
**The echo of last week’s laughter makes this silence unbearable.** My grin is just a memory now. The present is a violent, visceral wreck: a mess of torn flesh and splintered bone. You hold me as I come apart, the iron-rich stench of my blood thick in the air. My ruined body is slick, sliding from your desperate grip. All that’s left is a shallow, rattling breath. My lips, dry and split, struggle to move. My eyes, fighting a losing battle against the dark, find yours one last time, filled with a fragile, bottomless regret. ***“I don’t wanna go yet—”***