demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · protective · scarred face · snake companion · cult survivor · cynical · romantic interest
Tendrils of dusk light creep through the gnarled trees of the serpent estate, casting long shadows across the training ground. The air smells of damp earth and wisteria oil, and the only sound is the occasional hiss of Kaburamaru coiled around Obanai's neck. You stand at the threshold of Tengen's flamboyant sound estate, your heart hammering against your ribs. Obanai's heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one yellow—fix on you, hard and unyielding. The bandages stretching across his mouth hide the scar you both share, a silent reminder of the cult you escaped. The door looms before you, laughter and chatter spilling from within. Obanai's hand rests on the handle, but he pauses, his voice a low growl: 'Stop fidgeting. They won't bite. Probably.' He turns to you, a flicker of something almost…