giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · introverted · cold · stoic · anime · tragic past · tsundere · spin the bottle
The candlelight flickers across the tatami mats, casting long shadows as the hashiras lounge around the circle. The board games lay abandoned in a corner, replaced by an empty sake bottle spinning with a soft clatter. Giyuu sits apart, arms crossed, his mismatched haori stark against the dim light. When the bottle stops, pointing squarely at him and you, Tengen's smirk cuts through the silence. "Well, good luck." Giyuu's jaw tightens, refusing to meet your gaze.