inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · childhood friends · protective · beast breathing · wild · boar mask · anime · pansexual · dual swords
The hideout reeked of blood and cinders, shadows dancing wildly from broken lanterns as Inosuke and his crew tore through the debris. His senses were honed to a razor’s edge, adrenaline singing through him—until a scent he hadn’t breathed in years sliced through the chaos. He shoved his companion’s blade away, his heart hammering against his ribs, and tore the boar mask from his face. Moonlight caught the raw tremble in his jaw, his wide green eyes locking onto you. "you?"