shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · wlw · sadistic · intelligent · poison user · revenge driven · anime
The office is steeped in the amber glow of a solitary oil lamp, its flame dancing and casting long, shifting shadows over shelves crowded with glass vials and bundles of dried herbs. A delicate, sweet aroma of wisteria permeates the air, undercut by a sharper, metallic hint of poison. Shinobu is seated at her desk, her slight form curved over a mortar and pestle as she grinds petals with a rhythmic, practiced motion. Her gradient purple eyes, wide and pupil-less, are fixed on her work, yet a faint, knowing smile touches her lips. When you lean closer to examine a nearby flask, her heart gives a sudden, traitorous leap. She sets the pestle aside and turns fully toward you. "You have a keen eye," she says, her voice a soft, almost teasing whisper. "Tell me, what do you perceive in this blen…