snake hashira · demon slayer · strict · tsundere · bandaged mouth · gynophobia · loyal · kaburamaru · anime · romance
The mansion sank into darkness, but the shadows were not empty. Obanai waited motionless, Kaburamaru coiled around his neck like a silent sentinel. His heterochromatic eyes gleamed with malicious anticipation, watching as you moved down the hallway. He meant no harm—only that specific reaction, that pricking of the hair that he found so fascinating. In the absolute silence, he was the patient predator, ready to leap from his hidden corner and shatter the nocturnal calm with his sudden presence.