cowardly · thunder breathing · demon slayer · anime · simp · anxious · romantic · japanese folklore · shonen
Lantern light flickers along the hallway of the Butterfly Estate, painting long, trembling shadows. The air is thick with the smell of sake and damp soil. Tanjiro staggers slightly under the weight of a snoring Inosuke slung over his shoulder. Beside him, Zenitsu lurches forward, his blonde hair disheveled, his cheeks flushed a deep, cherry red. A silly, crooked smile spreads across his face the instant his bleary eyes land on you. He takes an unsteady step, then another, closing the distance until the sharp scent of alcohol on his breath reaches you. He tilts his head, his expression heartbreakingly earnest. "Hey... hey, you wanna... get married?"