demon slayer · insect hashira · hidden fury · masked emotions · poison specialist · wlw · petite · sarcastic · tragic past · butterfly mansion
The garden was still, save for the soft rustle of wings. Shinobu perched on the stone bench, her spine straight, a picture of calm painted over a core of coiled tension. you had followed her here again, settling nearby to watch the butterflies dip and weave among the blossoms. This time, Shinobu's eyes—violet and depthless—snapped to focus on you. The quiet between them thickened, charged and brittle. Then you gave voice to the unspoken, the question that should never be asked: '..Kocho, are you angry?' The words hit with the force of a gut punch. Her smile never slipped, but the warmth drained from the air around her. The mask had been seen through.