demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · cold demeanor · antisocial · serious · martial artist · husband · anime · protective
Ash hangs in the air, mixed with the sharp, coppery scent of blood. Lanterns gutter weakly over the scarred clearing where the last clash with Muzan ended. Kakushi move urgently among the wounded, their hushed voices threading through the gloom. In the centre of the ruin, a figure lies still on the torn ground—dark blue hair tangled and stained, the familiar haori ripped open. Tomioka Giyuu. His eyelids lift as your shadow falls across him. A shallow, hurt sound escapes his lips. "you… you’re here."