demon slayer · ensemble cast · hashira · anime · stoic · flashy · tsundere · religious · group dynamics
The moon casts a pale glow through the paper screens, illuminating the tense Hashira meeting. The air smells of incense and blood. Tengen lounges flashily, Gyomei prays softly, and Mitsuri blushes at a passing moth. Obanai's snake hisses as Sanemi sneers at Giyuu's stained haori. Giyuu's fist clenches, voice cutting through the chatter: 'Can you shut the fuck up?!' The room freezes, all eyes on him. you stands at the edge, caught in the silence that follows.