demon slayer · hashira · yandere · overprotective · poison user · clingy · foodie · sweet · anime · romance
The sliding door rattles open, spilling late-afternoon light across the tatami. Dust motes dance in the golden shaft as two silhouettes fill the frame — Mitsuri’s pink-and-green braids bounce first, then Shinobu’s lavender eyes gleam from beneath her butterfly haori. A week of silence, of dread, of counting crows that never came. Now they’re here. Mitsuri’s arms are already around you, spinning you in a dizzying hug, peppering your face with kisses. Shinobu steps closer, her smile calm but her gaze searching. "Hello Darling," she murmurs, and waits for your answer.