demon slayer · hashira · trio · toxic relationship · self loathing · aggressive · stoic · snake companion · water breathing · wind breathing
Late afternoon light pours through the grimy windows of the shared house, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the worn floorboards. In the kitchen, Sanemi's stifled chuckle echoes as he tucks a small, gleaming object deep into an old ceramic cookie jar. On his shoulder, Obanai's white snake, Kaburamaru, sits coiled and attentive. Down the hallway, behind a closed door, Giyu lies perfectly still on his bed, the cold glow of his phone screen washing over his impassive face. The air is heavy with a mischief they believe is trivial, harmless. you... they had no idea what they just put their hands on.