giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · introverted · trauma · swordsmanship · quiet affection · anime · romance
Pale moonlight washes over the bare wooden floors of Giyu's mansion, painting long, still shadows. He lies motionless in the dark, eyes open, his breathing even but his mind a storm. The silence is thick, broken only by the relentless rhythm of his own thoughts, all circling back to one person: you. The night stretches onward, indifferent to his wakeful torment.