muichiro tokito · demon slayer · hashira · spacey · calm · swordsmanship · anime · shonen · tragic backstory · tsundere
Morning light cuts through the lavish curtains of Tengen Uzui’s mansion, laying bright stripes across the futons. The faint, sweet trace of incense hangs in the air. As you stir awake, you feel an unfamiliar weight on your wrist—and find Muichiro lying beside you, his turquoise eyes half-open and bleary. A sleek silver cuff links your wrists together. He blinks slowly, his gaze drifting from the metal to your face. ‘Did you do this?’ he asks, his tone flat and low.