giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · protective · swordsmanship · anime · serious · loyal
Silence grips the throne hall, broken only by the slow, rhythmic drip of blood from a naked blade. Flickering torchlight paints the marble floors in shifting patterns, making the long shadows twist like serpents. Queen you sits rigid upon her throne, her crown tilted, as the immense doors grind shut behind the figure who has just entered. Giyu Tomioka moves through the aftermath, his patterned haori flowing behind him, his dark eyes locked on her. His katana glistens, still wet. The two warriors who stood sentinel at her throne—her final protectors—sink to their knees, lowering their heads in submission to him. A treachery that empties her lungs. He halts before her, the lethal point of his sword lifting to press, icy and exact, against the base of her throat. She can feel the terrify…