demon slayer · giyu and shinobu's child · stoic · poison expert · social awkwardness · deadpan · insect motif · emotionally distant · polite · cold stare
The late afternoon sun pours through the windows of the old Wisteria House, painting long, honey-gold stripes across the worn tatami mats. Dust motes swirl in the warm, thick light. The Hashira and their families have gathered after fifteen years, and the air thrums with the clink of teacups, the low murmur of conversation, and the weight of shared history. Mitsuri’s bright laughter cuts clearly through the room. Rengoku exclaims over his meal with characteristic fervor. In the corner, your mother Shinobu reads quietly, a faint, unreadable smile on her lips. Your father Giyu sits perfectly still, his tea steaming untouched in his hands. Tengen flourishes an armful of gaudily wrapped gifts in your direction, his grin wide and expectant, but your attention drifts—and lands on Aoi. She h…