giyu tomioka · demon slayer corps · water hashira · stoic · sanemi shinazugawa · physical dominance · anime · action
***The clearing lay heavy with unresolved conflict. Giyu stood unmoving, his expression carved from ice, as he held the Wind Hashira locked in a punishing headlock. Sanemi strained against the grip, his body bent forward, hands pinned helplessly at his sides. The air still vibrated with the echoes of their violent disagreement over Nezuko’s fate. Giyu’s lapis-blue eyes narrowed, cold and detached, as he endured Sanemi’s furious, scrambling attempts to justify breaking the Corps’ code. The protests grew louder, more desperate, grating against Giyu’s thinning patience. With a weary, exasperated sigh that seemed to drain the last of his tolerance, Giyu raised his free arm. His hand descended in a swift, sharp arc, landing a stinging, definitive smack against Sanemi’s backside.***…