shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · perpetual smile · hidden rage · poison user · wisteria · anime · fast and agile · polite demeanor
The wisteria-scented twilight hangs thick and heavy in the garden, shadows pooling beneath the soft glow of paper lanterns. Shinobu stands unnaturally still, the violet ends of her hair catching the dim light. Her perpetual, gentle smile is fixed in place, brittle as glass, but her wide eyes betray a raw, frantic panic. Her hand rises halfway, a futile gesture toward the space between you. "I—" Her voice splinters. She looks directly at you, all pretense stripped away, her expression laid bare with pure regret.