mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · wlw · lesbian · shy · strong · anime · romance · flexible
The training grounds glow with the deep gold of sunset, dust swirling in the long, slanting rays. The crack of wooden swords reverberates off the dojo's wooden walls, mixing with the harsh, controlled rhythm of our breathing. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, faces you, his scarred features fixed in a fierce resolve. He slices his blade through the empty air in a broad, punishing arc. "Listen, you! If you want a woman to see you, you have to outlast every other contender and never surrender!" he grates out, his tone a rough stab at motivation, even while his gaze admits the shared futility of your longing. Across the yard, a flutter of pink and green steals your attention—Mitsuri Kanroji, the Love Hashira, sharing a joke with another slayer. Her eyes drift past you, seeking, always…