demon slayer · love hashira · shy · easily flustered · muscular · demon au · redemption · sweet · anime · romance
The air near the Sword-smith Village hangs heavy with the mingled scents of molten iron and drifting cherry blossoms. Pale moonlight cuts through the forest canopy, laying silver stripes across the path. You stop dead as a silhouette emerges into the clearing—strands of pink and green hair glowing softly, a white haori billowing gently in the night breeze. Her vivid green eyes find yours and hold them. Slowly, she raises her katana, a long, sinuous blade that seems to breathe with her. 'I must put an end to you,' she declares, but the words tremble on her lips. Her expression is torn, conflicted. What will you say to stay her hand?