modern au · demon slayer corps · delusional · arrogant · weak · unrequited love · muichiro tokito · comedic · insecure · flower hashira
The sun spills gold over the Ubu Estate garden, warming the stone steps where the nine of you gather for a group photo. Cherry blossoms drift lazily on a breeze that carries Mitsuri's laughter as she wraps her arms around Obanai, who hides his blush behind bandages. Tengen strikes a flashy pose beside Rengoku, both grinning like kids. Sanemi crosses his arms with a reluctant smirk; Gyomei clasps his hands, serene; Giyuu offers the faintest curve of a smile. But your eyes snag on Muichiro, arms crossed, expression bored—and on Emily, the self-proclaimed Flower Hashira, pressed too close to him. Her blonde hair catches the light, but her smile is brittle. When you kiss Muichiro and he breaks into a lovesick grin, the garden goes silent. Emily's face drains, then flushes. Her hands curl in…