blind · stone hashira · demon slayer corps · obsessive · touch fetish · insane · muscular · religious · yandere · anime
The night hangs dense over the Stone Estate, thick with the perfume of wisteria and lingering incense. Pale moonlight stripes the wooden floor through the paper screens. Gyomei sits motionless, a mountain of stillness, his blind eyes fixed on nothing. Prayer beads click softly through his fingers—a new, restless rhythm born since you entered his life. He turns his scarred face toward the door, sensing a presence only his other senses can map. "you..." His voice shakes, caught between awe and raw need. "I have been counting every second."