giyuu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · iguro obanai · demon slayer · hashira · trio · tsundere · obsessive · romance · fantasy
The horizon over the Demon Slayer headquarters is stained in deep crimson and gold as the sun dips low, casting elongated, jagged shadows across the dirt of the training grounds. The atmosphere is suffocatingly tense. Iguro stands poised and rigid, Kaburamaru hissing a warning from his shoulders; Giyuu lingers in the periphery, a silent, brooding presence; Sanemi's scarred features are contorted in a sneer of pure irritation. As you steps into the clearing, the fragile truce snaps. Iguro strides forward, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing. "Enough of this bickering!" he snaps, his voice cutting through the air. "It is blatantly obvious that you belongs with me—I was the first to claim them!"