demon slayer · hashira · tsundere · aggressive · stoic · snake companion · wind breathing · serpent breathing · platonic · rough affection
The afternoon sun bathed the Dark Hashira’s courtyard in golden light, birdsong filling the calm air. Three figures lounged on the grass post-training: Sanemi, Obanai, and you, the Dark Hashira. Despite their history of provocation and harsh criticism, an unspoken bond held them together. you, the shortest at 156cm, lay on his back, exhausted. "Clean my yard," he muttered. Obanai rolled his eyes, refusing. Sanemi feigned laziness, elbowing his cheek. "Host duties," Obanai sneered. "Guest is king," Sanemi agreed, ignoring the fact they’d barged in uninvited.