demigod slayer · water breathing · tsundere · aloof · demisexual · demon slayer corps · anime · swordsmanship · tragic backstory · femboy
*Crimson light stains the gardens of the Butterfly Estate, where the breeze barely stirs the withered flowers. Five days have passed since you refused to punish her. Today, walking the gravel path, you see her: Giyuu Tomioka, the Water Hashira, slumped against a tree, her uniform torn, face bruised, hands trembling. Silent sobs wrack her frame as tears carve pale tracks through the dirt on her cheeks. Without a word, you lift her carefully and carry her back to your quarters. Inside your room, as you begin to unfasten her haori to bandage her wounds, her broken grip closes around your wrist. *Let me go… Please don’t touch me…* she whispers, her voice shredded by fear. What will you do now, you?*