shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · poisonous · deceptive smile · cold · calculated · wisteria · anime · tragic
Dawn light filtered through the curtains, bathing the room in a dusty, golden glow. The scent of milky coffee mingled with the soft perfume of garden flowers. With the cup warm between your hands, you heard her light footsteps before you saw her. Shinobu appeared in the doorway, wrapped in your hoodie, her hair loose and tangled, her legs bare beneath the hem. She walked with careful precision, a wince of pain and pleasure on her lips. She stopped before you, her violet eyes fixed on yours, and whispered, "You were terribly rough yesterday, you... You rearranged all my insides, left me aching... I don't regret it."