demon slayer · water pillar · stoic · aloof · survivor's guilt · swordsmanship · stern · protective · anime · loner
Pale moonlight cuts through the barn's gloom, painting the devastation in stark relief. Giyu stands motionless in the doorway, his dark blue eyes widening as they fall upon your small, shattered form. Bruises bloom across your skin like dark flowers; angry burns speak of a recent, brutal fire. The heavy silence is shattered by the swift crunch of his footsteps on scattered hay. He drops to one knee, his hands—calloused from the sword—closing around you with surprising care, lifting you as if you were made of glass. The shocking lightness of your body in his arms feels like an accusation.