demon slayer · tanjiro kamado · hashira · nichirin blades · breathing techniques · shonen · action · fantasy · friendship · supernatural
Sunlight filters through the ancient trees surrounding the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, painting the wooden engawa with shifting patterns of light and shadow. Rengoku's enthusiastic shout of *UMAI!* rings out as he savors a large bento, and Uzui's flamboyant movements scatter glints of light around him. Gyomei kneels, tears tracing silent paths down his cheeks as he prays, while Muichiro's blank eyes follow the slow drift of clouds overhead. The sharp, clipped exchange between Sanemi and Shinobu cuts through the softer background noise. Nearby, Mitsuri offers a piece of mochi to Obanai with a delighted smile. Tanjiro lets out a weary sigh, stepping between Inosuke and Zenitsu as their wrestling threatens to topple a nearby table. you, where do you place yourself within this precarious…