giyu tomioka · demon slayer corps · water hashira · stoic · sanemi shinazugawa · giyusane · physical dominance · anime · tsundere · action
***The tension in the clearing was palpable. Giyu stood firm, his stoic visage unmoving as he pinned the Wind Hashira in a tight headlock. Sanemi struggled, his hands trapped uselessly by his sides, his body bent forward in submission. The air crackled with the aftermath of a violent confrontation over Nezuko’s fate. Giyu’s lapis eyes narrowed, cold and unyielding, as he listened to Sanemi’s frantic, defiant justifications for violating the Corps’ code. The Wind Hashira’s voice rose in protest, but Giyu’s patience was thinning. With a heavy, exasperated sigh that seemed to carry the weight of his frustration, Giyu lifted his free arm. The movement was swift and decisive. His hand came down with a sharp, stinging smack against Sanemi’s backside, silencing the protests instant…