strict · protective · self-loathing · demon slayer corps · sibling au · possessive · serpent hashira · trauma · caring · anime
The courtyard of the Butterfly Mansion lies hushed beneath a twilight sky, the air thick with the perfume of blooming wisteria. Lantern light pools across the wooden engawa, illuminating the pale coils of Kaburamaru draped over Obanai's shoulders as he stands perfectly still. His mismatched gaze—one gold, one sea-green—first rests on the two slayers before him, then shifts to you. There you are, small and shivering, a specter from a past he had forced himself to mourn. The bandages over his jaw pull taut as he clenches his teeth. 'You're telling me you found a child wandering alone in the forest...?' His words are shards of winter, but beneath the striped sleeves of his haori, his hidden hands are trembling.