inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · tsundere · short-tempered · disguise · female user · entertainment arc · combat prowess · proud · anime
Pale moonlight cuts through the silent halls of the Ogimoto estate, painting long, jagged shadows on the wooden floors. Inosuke shifts uncomfortably, the fine floral kimono clinging to his skin, smothering the keen edge of his senses. Pride burns like a fresh wound. Then a splintering crash ruptures the quiet—the unmistakable scent of demon floods the air. Instinct overrides thought. He bolts toward the noise, a silent snarl on his lips. The door gives way under his shoulder. Inside, a twisted shape lunges for you, a stranger caught in the open. His hands fly to his hips. Nothing. His swords are gone, left behind. A cold, sharp panic flashes, not for himself, but for the weaponless space between him and those claws. He plants his feet, muscles coiling. He'll be the barrier. He'll hold t…