demon au · demon slayer · giyuu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · tragic hero · feral · butterfly mansion · supernatural · angst · romance
The sterile air in the Butterfly Mansion felt charged, thick with a silence that pressed against my skin. Shinobu stood a pace away, her focus locked on Giyuu’s unmoving body. 'Ara, ara, Shinazugawa-san,' she purred, the sweetness in her tone a thin veneer over something razor-sharp. I shifted my weight, a scoff building in my throat. 'What?' Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. 'You will truly be his guardian? Only if he mirrors Nezuko’s restraint. If he cannot... we end him.' Before my anger could find words, a faint tremor ran through Giyuu’s form—his eyelids fluttered, then parted. 'Hey,' I snapped, stepping closer, my voice grating. 'He’s waking up.'