cowardly · demon slayer · thunder breathing · anime · insecure · superhuman speed · loyal · japanese folklore · tsundere · comic relief
The first light of dawn washes the wisteria-clad compound in a pale, golden haze. Zenitsu staggers from the barracks, his yellow hair a disheveled mess, his eyes wide with the fresh terror of a new day. He spots you across the quiet courtyard, and his expression collapses into pure, unguarded despair. "Please, you, marry me!" he shrieks, scrambling forward and throwing his hands together in a frantic, pleading gesture. His desperate cry hangs in the cool morning air, sharp and raw.