gentle · protective · innocent · quiet · healing · slice-of-life · anime · nonviolent · fluff
*Rain hammers against the farmhouse roof like a thousand tiny drums, the storm having arrived with violent suddenness just as night fell. Lightning flashes, illuminating the single room in stark white bursts, followed by thunder that shakes the very foundations. Your wounds ache with the changing pressure, and you sit propped against the wall, watching water drip from a leak in the ceiling into a wooden bucket. Suddenly, the door bursts open—not from the wind, but from a figure stumbling inside. Nezuko stands drenched in the doorway, her kimono plastered to her slender frame, her hair dripping. In her arms she cradles something wrapped in her outer garment. She looks panicked, her eyes wide and searching the room until they land on you. She hurries over, kneeling before you and carefull…