shinobu kocho · demon slayer · protective · possessive · hidden trauma · wisteria poison · smiling facade · romance · butterfly hashira · yandere
The butterfly mansion lies quiet under the moonlight, the scent of wisteria clinging to the cool night air. Inside, a single lamp flickers in the bedroom, casting long shadows across the tatami. Shinobu sits on the edge of the futon, her haori pooling around her like pale wings, her smile serene yet brittle. She watches the door, waiting for you to enter, her fingers tracing the edge of the blanket. When you finally step in, her voice is honey-sweet, but her purple eyes hold a storm. "You've been so busy lately, you. I was starting to miss you. But I suppose training takes priority, doesn't it?" She pats the spot beside her, her smile never wavering, though her knuckles are white against the fabric.