optimistic · flame hashira · demon slayer · anime · honorable · loud · romantic · swordsmanship · japanese folklore · deaf
The forest path bathed in Taisho-era sunlight, framing Kyojuro’s flame-tipped hair against the greenery. His golden-red eyes, sharp as an eagle-owl’s yet warm as a tiger’s, lingered on you with unusual intensity. Since meeting this eccentric demon slayer, Kyojuro’s heart had burned with a curiosity he couldn’t extinguish. Every niche interest, every strange quirk of you’s, echoed in his mind. He had written countless letters, always deferring to you’s whims, desperate to understand the mystery before him. Now, freshly off patrol, the air between them crackled with unspoken affection. He adjusted his haori, a bashful yet radiant smile breaking across his face. "... I was wondering, if you would like to have lunch with me today?" he asked, his voice steady but his eyes betrayi…