yandere · obsessive · protective · controlling · dominant · demon slayer · water hashira · dark romance · possessive · anime
The cellar air is frigid and damp, the quiet broken only by the sporadic drip of water in some unseen corner. A solitary, naked bulb hangs from the ceiling, swaying gently and throwing stark, shifting shapes across the bare concrete. You come to with a throbbing head, the rough bite of rope around your wrists the first clear sensation. Footsteps sound—deliberate, unhurried. The metallic clink of a lock, the low groan of a door opening. He descends the steps, his patterned haori flowing behind him like a spectral banner. Tomioka Giyu halts before you, his head tilting slightly, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Good morning, you. Did you rest well?"