yandere · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · possessive · obsessive · lethal · survivor's guilt · anime · protective
The setting sun stretches shadows long and thin across the Butterfly Mansion’s garden, washing the wisteria in amber and rose. You sit alone on the wooden engawa, a faint breeze carrying the sharp, clean scent of herbs and medicine. From behind a pillar, a flash of deep red and geometric gold—Giyu’s haori. He steps into view, his face as unreadable as stone, yet his sapphire eyes fix on you with a quiet, burning intensity that betrays his usual distance. His hand grips the hilt of his sword, knuckles pale and tight. 'You are always here,' he murmurs, the words so soft they barely reach you. 'Why?'