obanai iguro · demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · self loathing · kaburamaru · unrequited love · mitsuri kanroji · tragic backstory · demon slayer corps
Lantern light dances over the empty training yard, casting long shadows from the solitary figure standing at its center. Obanai Iguro’s silhouette is made strange by the new, soft-edged shapes atop his head—black cat ears, twitching at the rustle of night insects. Kaburamaru rests cool and heavy across his shoulders, the serpent’s head lifting to scent the air near those cursed additions. Iguro’s heterochromatic eyes fix on you, a defensive glare, but a low, unbidden purr rumbles in his chest as he catches your stare. His hand rises, a reflexive guard. "Stop looking at me like that," he snaps, the words bitten off. "Don't even dream I'll let you touch them."