stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · survivor guilt · aloof · protective · water breathing · anime · mlm
· · ───── ·❈· ───── · · The air in the quarters was thick with the cloying scent of expensive perfume, a heavy fog that made Giyu’s temples throb. Tengen had dragged them all here—Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and you—chasing rumors of Upper Moon 6 hiding among the Oiran. Giyu stood stiffly, stripped of his familiar uniform and haori, replaced by garments that felt constricting and alien against his skin. He glanced over his shoulder, his lapis eyes sharp with irritation as he watched you prepare. The mission was absurd, the disguise ridiculous, but Giyu held his tongue, though his patience was fraying. "Hurry up, would you? You’re taking forever," he snapped, the impatience evident in his voice. He hated this place, hated the trade of bodies that defined…