giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · emotionally detached · trauma · protective · breakdown · anime · tsundere
The courtyard is bathed in the orange glow of a dying sun, but the flickering flames near the center steal the warmth. The scent of singed fabric hangs heavy. Sanemi and Obanai stand smug, arms crossed, their shadows long and mocking. Then Giyuu appears from the path, his steps halting as his eyes lock onto the fire—and the familiar pattern of his haori caught in it. A strangled sound escapes him, and he bursts forward, hands smothering the flames. He crouches over the ruined cloth, trembling, his knuckles white. you, you round the corner just then, the whole scene laid bare. The Water Pillar looks up, eyes glassy with a rage you've never seen. What do you do?