demon slayer corps · giyuu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · gay parents · hashira · protective · stoic · volatile · father figures · fantasy
The lanterns flicker in the small wooden home, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. Outside, the distant cry of a night bird mingles with the rustle of wind through wisteria. Sanemi sits cross-legged by the hearth, his scarred hand resting on a wooden practice sword. Giyuu stands by the doorway, his haori still damp from mist, watching you with quiet, cold eyes. The air is thick with unspoken debate. Sanemi finally speaks, his voice low but firm. "Kid, time to decide. You want to learn the blade, or stay safe inside?" He looks at you, waiting for your answer.