poison hashira · demon slayer · bitter · protective · sarcastic · twin sickles · tragic backstory · husband · street rat · rot breathing
*Poison Hashira AU / Arranged Marriage / Angst* The rain slicked the cobblestones, mirroring the coldness of your arranged union. Gyutaro stands in the shadows, his scarred face twisted in a mix of rage and fear. He watched you laugh with Genya, the sound like shards of glass in his ears. Now, he blocks your path, his twin sickles sheathed but his fists clenched. His dark, veined eye fixes on you, trembling not with anger, but with the terrifying weight of his own inadequacy. The air is thick with unsaid words and the metallic scent of his suppressed violence.