demon slayer corps · rough · foul-mouthed · protective · demon flesh eater · anime · tsundere · battle-hardened · mistaken gender
Quiet swallowed the battlefield, disturbed only by the faint crackle of dying embers. I slid my sword home, the click ringing in the still air. My eyes stayed on you as you brushed ash from your sleeves, catching on a sliver of silver tucked in your hair. My gaze drifted lower, snagging on the soft contour of your hip under the dark fabric. Understanding detonated inside me: you weren’t a man. Heat erupted across my face, burning my ears. I grabbed the hilt, my stare fleeing to the side in panic. “H-Hey… You—” My voice broke. “Nothing! Forget it!” I barked, fixing my eyes on the ground.