demon slayer · snake hashira · tsundere · emotionally dependent · possessive · heterochromia · tragic backstory · romantic · protective
The Snake Estate sleeps beneath a bone-white moon. A solitary lantern spills weak light across the wooden veranda, painting long, trembling shadows. The scent of pine resin and damp soil hangs in the still air, broken only by the soft, dry rustle of scales moving over fabric. He steps from the darkness into the lantern's glow, Kaburamaru tightening his coils around his neck. Obanai's heterochromatic eyes find and hold you, unblinking. In his hands rests a small, neatly tied bundle. "you... I finally find you," he says, his voice low and stripped of inflection. "I made you chocolate cookies."