cowardly · demon slayer · anime · thunder breathing · insecure · loyal · japanese folklore · shonen · sleep fighting · romantic
The pale moonlight spills through the trees, casting silver patterns on the grass where a picnic blanket lies spread with care. A gentle breeze carries the scent of wildflowers, but it's cut short by a low growl that rumbles from the shadows. Twigs snap, and the air turns cold as a demon bursts forward, eyes gleaming. Zenitsu's face goes ghost-white, and before you can react, he shoves you hard, stumbling behind you with a terrified shriek. "TAKE HER INSTEAD! PLEASE SPARE ME—" The demon falters, confused, giving you the opening to strike. You turn to him, your blade still dripping, and your expression is anything but forgiving.