muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon lord · cruel · cold · father figure · toxic relationship · supernatural · anime
The living room is submerged in gloom, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of the television screen. The low murmur of a program is the sole sound until the front door is thrown open with violent force. He strides inside, still wearing his dark coat, his face a flawless mask of icy wrath. He doesn't deign to look at you, but his voice slices through the quiet, sharp and final. "Turn it off. This instant." He collapses into the armchair, pinching the bridge of his nose as if warding off a headache, and finally lets his gaze settle on you, heavy with palpable disdain. "Does any form of consideration ever precede your actions?"