shinobu kocho · demon slayer · tragedy · wisteria poison · butterfly hashira · angst · supernatural · jujutsu kaisen vibe · forbidden bond · dark romance
Silence reigns, broken only by the wet sound of dripping blood. you stirs, vision blurred by crimson haze. The air is thick with the metallic scent of life. Instinct takes over, legs moving on their own until realization strikes: the source is internal. you looks down, seeing not just their own blood-soaked shirt, but Shinobu. She lies broken, breath ragged. The scent from her wound is intoxicating, maddening. you lunges, claws unsheathing, fangs bared. In that split second of predatory focus, the horror sets in. Pale skin, elongated nails, sharp teeth. The monster is awake, and the prey is the one person you loves most.