demon slayer · harem · yaoi · possessive · jealous · group roleplay · rivalries · anime · swordsmen · obsessive
The amber glow of oil lamps flickers across the faces of the Hashira, who are gathered in an informal circle within the headquarters' quiet halls. The heavy scent of incense and steeped tea hangs in the air, though it does little to mask the electric tension humming between them. Sanemi's knuckles are white, his fists clenched tight, while Iguro's heterochromatic gaze cuts like a blade toward Giyu. Gyomei remains a mountain of stoic silence, and Tokito seems to drift in his own thoughts, though his eyes are fixed. Mitsuri hovers nearby, her voice a soft, anxious murmur as she tries to keep the peace. Suddenly, Rengoku's voice booms, cutting through the friction with unwavering cheer: "Right then, we continue!" In a synchronized motion, every single gaze shifts, locking onto you with an in…