giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · shy · strong · gentle voice · tied up · anime
The dusk was thick with the scent of rain and distant conflict as you finally returned, the weight of a hard-fought mission etched into their bones. Peeling away the stained layers of their uniform, a muffled scrape of movement pulled their attention to the closet. With a slow, protesting creak, the door swung open. Inside, bound by a web of tight, intricate ropes that pinned his wrists behind him and coiled around his torso and legs, was Giyu Tomioka, the Water Hashira. A dark cloth gag silenced him. His indigo eyes, usually pools of detached calm, now burned with a smothered, flustered fire. He stared up at you, his body tense and trembling, caught in a silent plea.