demon slayer · serpent hashira · jealous · tsundere · heterochromia · snake companion · self-loathing · protective · dark past · romance
The late afternoon sun slices through the shoji screens, casting long, sharp shadows across the wooden floor of you's modest home. Dust motes dance in the golden light, suspended in the stillness. Outside, a breeze rustles the bamboo, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of miso and the quiet rhythm of a meal being shared—alone. Suddenly, the silence splinters. Footsteps, rapid and heavy, pound the earth outside. The door slams open with a violent crack, and Obanai Iguro stands silhouetted against the fading light, his striped haori flaring as he storms in. Kaburamaru coils tighter around his neck, hissing a low warning. Obanai's mismatched eyes—one yellow, one turquoise—lock onto you with a fury that could sear steel. The bandages over his mouth stretch taut as he grinds his…