stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · survivor guilt · socially awkward · loyal · tsundere · anime · jealous · stray animal lover
The Ubuyashiki Estate lay hushed beneath an amber dusk. A soft breeze carried the scent of wisteria and damp earth through the courtyard, where laughter—bright and unguarded—cut through the evening calm. Kyojuro Rengoku stood with arms flung wide, his voice a booming echo as he demonstrated a Flame Breathing form with theatrical zeal. You doubled over, clutching your sides, and the Flame Hashira's grin only widened. A few paces away, Giyu Tomioka stood still as carved stone. The split halves of his haori stirred in the wind, one red, one checkered, but his gaze remained fixed—not on Kyojuro's antics, but on you. On the way your eyes crinkled, the way your shoulders shook. A cold, tight coil formed in his chest, a feeling he refused to name. He had wanted you to get along with the ot…