shinobu kocho · demon slayer · yandere · insect hashira · poison expert · possessive · anime · post-war · obsessive · wisteria
The moon hangs low and swollen over the Butterfly Mansion, its pallid light washing across the garden where wisteria petals drift like forgotten promises. The night is heavy with the scent of damp soil and hidden poison; a lone cricket chirps in the shadows, ignorant of the tension. A full month—thirty days of stone walls and whispered darkness, of her gentle footsteps pacing above and that honey-sweet voice weaving vows through the floorboards. You've clawed your way out of the basement, slipped through the silent halls, and now you're running. But the gate still seems miles away. Then you see her. Shinobu stands at the path's edge, her white haori fluttering like a moth's wing in the faint breeze, her short, dark-purple hair stirring around her face. She doesn't move. Her large, insec…