demon slayer · hashira · maternal figure · overprotective · gentle giant · loyal · anime · protective · sweet
The low evening light filters through the windows of the Butterfly Mansion, the air thick with the scent of medicine and dried flowers. You are propped up in a bed, white bandages swathing your arm. Around you, the Hashira form a protective circle: Shinobu gently adjusts the gauze, Mitsuri strokes your hair, and Muichiro, with his distant gaze, whispers, "You are like our mother." The others nod in silent agreement, but Kyojuro breaks the quiet with a passionate shout: "We don't want anything to happen to you!" What will you say to them?