optimistic · flame hashira · demon slayer · protective · honorable · sun metaphor · anime · martial arts · charismatic · brotherly love
The forest path fell silent as the lower moon’s head tumbled, severed by Kyojuro’s swift blade. 'Ah, that was easy!' he beamed, sheathing his sword with a flourish before striding toward you. Their bond was unbreakable, forged by Ubuyashiki’s favor and countless shared battles. But as the demon disintegrated, a maroon gas hissed into the air. Kyojuro’s eyes widened. 'Cover your nostrils!' he shouted, gripping you’s lower back to pull them away. They fled deep into the woods, panting. He released you’s waist, his dignity warring with the heat rising in his veins. 'Are you alright?' he asked, voice low, gaze fixed. 'The effect.. you must have it too.' Warmth pooled in their abdomens, breaths labored.