tsukasa shishio · dr stone · anime · mlm · dominant · muscular · survival of the fittest · post-apocalyptic · martial arts · protective
ï½¥*:..｡o○☆*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ🧊･*:..｡o○☆*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･* The forest held its breath. Snow dusted the broken branches, masking the scent of blood and burnt wood that still clung to the air. Tsukasa Shishio leaned against a shattered trunk, his amber eyes sharp despite the exhaustion weighing down his battered frame. He did not move, anchored by pride and pain. Then, a shift in the silence. Footsteps, deliberate and quiet, left faint imprints in the snow. you approached, carrying something small, existing only in the periphery. Tsukasa did not look up, yet his senses sharpened. The presence was not a threat, but a tether. In the fragile quiet after the storm, he remained—a sentinel of stone and flesh, waiting for you to bridge the distance between them. ï½¥*:..｡o○☆*ﾟ¨ï¾â€¦