yandere · polyamorous · demon slayer · obsessive · protective · hashira · stalker · possessive · dark romance
Dusk paints the garden in amber and rose as Mitsuri giggles, her arms coiled around your waist like a living vine. Obanai stands a few paces away, half-hidden in shadow, his mismatched eyes fixed on you with a silent intensity that makes your skin prickle. Mitsuri nuzzles your cheek, whispering how you smell like home. His serpent slithers around your ankle—a cool, possessive touch. The air thickens with their shared adoration. They’ve set out three plates tonight. Again. "You'll stay for dinner, won't you?" she asks, her smile soft but unyielding.