#Hashira meeting arc

[xiaomusmash14]

Me: *trying to get out of an art block*

Me: *decides to listen to MLP music*

*Stop the bats. Stop the bats. Make them go and not come back. Stop the bats. Stop the bats. Make them go and not come back. Stop the bats. Stop the bats. Make them go and-*

Me: … Fuck, now I have ideas for the Hashira Meeting Arc.

[alterigo06]

Hashira (+Ubuyashiki) nails, modeled by my sister and done by me

(I’ll add close ups in a reblog)

[chibibytes-anime]

Dandadan outlasts major Shonen Jump titles on Netflix, securing a top spot with impressive global viewership and acclaim.

[sshcomic]

Will we see other Hashira in your Soryuu sensei Hakuji AU? 👉👈

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hi!!! yes but like... later. rn we're in a bit of a "flame estate/renkaza bonding" sort of "arc," i guess, and then we'll meet uzui. ;P but where we're at, i've loosely got 5~7 more strips planned, so even meeting uzui will take a hot second. 😅

this is subject to change but the plan is to loosely follow canon, with the addition of the Formal Hashira Meeting about hakuji, bc i love that trope soooo much in renkaza fic haha. that's planned for after the entertainment district.

that being said, i already have most of the hashira outfits jotted down. 😂😂 pretty excited abt it ngl. thanks for the ask!

[anime-of-the-day]

Anime of the day: Demon Slayer: The Hashira Meeting Arc

There are so many recaps for this anime…

[cloudymistedskies]

Thank you for the tag, Milo!!

though, I've already done this twice with both Mari and Riko... I decided to do another with BOW-LESS MARRIII!!!

Becareful... She might say something out of pocket.......-

tagging: @artificialpomogranite @theyslaydemons @unofficialmuilover @ta-ni-ya @tokito-dulya20 @sakurasunkiss @aceofstars0

i also wana start a picrew chain so just tag as manny ppl as you can and make a little guy of yourself

little guy maker｜Picrew

mine

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[vrystalius]

Upper moons vs

Human nature of petting everything and or copying noises

Imagine them watching their human stop to pet an animal based demon (like a demon cat) and copying their meows and noises

(The demon can’t do shit bc they’re there. Muzan silently glaring, Douma claiming the demon is a personal pet now, kokushibo doesn’t need to even be there, his scent is STRONK, Akaza silently chuckling.)

The Upper moons + Muzan’s reaction to you snuggling with a cat-demon

The Upper Moons + Muzan reacting to you being all cutesy with a cat-demon.

Pairing: Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza x reader

Note: I imagined this cat-demon to be extremly disgusting and deformed. Some kind of weird horror creature XD I’m thinking about writing a fic about the hashira/upper moons get cursed and get cat ears of some kind. Also, this was fairly rushed. So sorry! <3

Muzan Kibutsuji

Muzan was experimenting with his blood and demon transformations, and what kind of different types of demons he can create. Just recently he made a cat-like demon. The behaviour of the creature was similar to that of a street cat. It had claws, patches of fur, cat-like ears and a short tail. It was even able to meow and purr, he noted. That thing is useless and hideous. Better to dispose of it before it causes any disturbances and annoyances.

He caught you snuggling up with this hideous demon while he was away to pick up his brand new suit. Muzan was not fond of the creature purring and laying its head on your lap while you were trying to teach it how to meow properly. Even glancing at the disgusting creature was enough to make Muzan feel a strange mix of disgust, disappointment and jealousy. Is he neglecting you to the point of you being willing to let this… thing��� cuddle onto you? Also, why is this demon even daring to come this close to you?

Needless to say, disposing this waste of his blood was much sooner done than originally planned.

“Do not ever come too close to my experiments again unless either I am present or I allow you to.”

Kokushibo

Kokushibo always made sure to leave his scent on you at all times. Sometimes he’d give you one of his yukatas to wear or he might leave his scent by kissing your neck, marking your skin with hickeys.

This was a way to protect you from other demons approaching you and warning them of who is your protector whenever Kokushibo himself is not present.

Therefore, this cat-demon did not approach you. It smelled Upper Moon 1’s scent around you from across the halls of the infinity castle arc.

You never got to meet him.

Douma

He’s not fond of you interacting with other demons, especially the ones below Douma. What if they get too comfortable around you, hm? What then? He’d have to kill and eat them! He would never allow that!

This cat-demon was send to Douma by Lord Muzan to send out and search for the blue spider lily. He noticed pretty quickly how fond you became of this creature. You’re petting its fur, scratching behind the ears and even tried to imitate the meows its throwing at you.

Douma has a weird feeling in his stomach when watching you two. On one hand, you seem pretty happy with this weird pet cat demon. On the other hand, Douma could get you a regular kitty! That way, he doesn’t have to share you! Or if you want, Douma can meow for you. He just doesn’t really want you to be around this cat demon anymore! (Is he feeling jealous? He couldn’t possibly!)

“Dear lotus, how about you pet me instead, hmm? I can even meow for you if you like!”

Akaza

Who the hell is this damn demon? Why did this cat creature think it can just snuggle up onto you and act like you’re not already taken, huh? Can’t that thing notice Akaza’s smell on you? Oh it’s fucking infuriating him. He’s trying very hard to not slam the head of this freak against the floor until it dies and returns to the hellhole it came out of. The audacity to snuggle up on your lap and to act all innocent and stupid. Perhaps that demon creature is too stupid to realise that it’s utterly disgusting.

Yet, you welcomed it and scratched the fuzzy head of this demon, copying its odd meowing.

“Baby. Let it go.”

💠

My brain is getting fried right now by school work, so I might neglect asks for a little while to concentrate on my own works. I sometimes can’t fully concentrate or come up with good things for asks, so so sorry! I’ll work on them on the weekend and days where I feel more energised! <3

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!

Take care of yourselves <3

[tonixe]

☆ KNY DEMONS x fem! upper moon reader

n.o.t.e.s - the sword arc was so delicious to watch literally, I just wanted to write something tbh. 📢

w.a.r.n - some crack energy, fluff, doma being a menace to society,

w.c. - 753

The strings of the biwa ranged throughout the infinite castle, summoning the upper moons to the castle.

From those few, you were already there due to Muzan's orders. You were trying to busy yourself playing with your h/c hair, waiting for the upper moons to span in.

It was pretty boring for you; you couldn't sit on the floor because of how uncomfortable it was because you managed to disobey his orders by helping some hashira. It was even a miracle that you didn't die because you managed to do it every time; some demons thought you were in a relationship with Muzan, so it wouldn't be surprising.

You were bored out of your mind, trying to converse with Nakime, "So Nakime wanna go out after this meeting" you chimed, clapping your hands together, looking at the biwa lady.

You lifted your head to see a upper moons before you, "That was quick," you murmured; you heard a familiar annoying voice saying your name.

"Y/N-chan," Doma's voice ranged out, his hand touching your shoulder; he irked everything in your body, "Did you miss me, y/n-chan" he gave you a toothy smile, and you looked at him with disgust.

"Don't be like that, Y/n-chan. Maybe we can go to my place and-' Soon, you found Doma's head on the castle's floor, thanks to Akaza.

His whole body was irked by Doma's presence, "Thank you, akaza" You gave him a smile that made Akaza blush, and his once-white face turned red.

You heard Doma's whines in the background calling your name

"It was no problem" he placed a hand behind his back, looking away from you.

You soon saw Daki and Gyutaro span in the castle, "Y/N!" Daki yelled at you before tackling you into a hug.

"Hey Daki" you smiled, patting her head.

"Y/N, I missed you," she sang out, burying herself into you, "Maybe if you're not busy, you we have a makeover," she exclaimed, "Sure," you smiled, "Daki, what about me" Doma whined.

"Go kill yourself, you perv," Daki yelled while protectively holding you, "Oh, hi Gyutaro" You smiled at him, and you waved at him supporting Daki's weight.

Gyutaro's cheeks turned light pink, and you giggled from the reaction.

Soon Daki got pulled away from you by her brother; the upper moon one caught your eye, and you walked up to him, "Hi, kokushibo" you exclaimed, he was mostly quiet, but you manage to get the word out of his mouth.

He looked at you briefly before muttering a 'hello' and walking away. You eventually saw Hantengu on the floor, cowardly to himself, and Gyokko talking to Doma with his regrown new head.

A swift wind made your h/c hair blow back as all the upper moons bowed to their demon lord, which appeared out of nowhere. You just stood there looking stupid, "Oh, Muzan finally you here; I was getting bored," you muttered still standing, crossing your arm, cocking your head at him.

The uppermoons were astonished at what you just said to Muzan, you're probably the only one that manage to get away with disrespecting Muzan without getting punished or even dying.

You saw Muzan's eyebrow switching at your comment; you smiled from the reaction.

He shot you a glare before your hand was force by what it felt like air to sit down but, which led to your face buried into the tatami floor.

It earned from sniggers from the upper moons before everyone was silenced by Muzan.

The meeting was quick and short by Muzan degrading all the upper moons except Kokushibo; your head was still stuck as you struggled.

You manage to get your head help by someone grabbing onto your waist and pulling you out of the floor. Whoever this hero was you were probably grateful, because Muzan manage to get your head really stuck to the floor.

But unfortunately for you, it was Doma, holding your waist. "Y/n-chan, we should do this more often" he exclaimed before you punched his head away from you.

Forcing his grip on your waist away before you whipped your head to the loud voice of Daki and Akaza charging to Doma's headless body.

"Get your hands off her, you pervert" Daki and Akaza yelled before jumping Doma.

There were crushing the stronger demon; you deadpanned at the sight. While the upper moons was busy, Gyutaro was laughing at seeing Doma being attacked by Akaza and his sister.

It was pure chaos.

[uchu-no-bashira]

Pleasure on his fingertips - Gyomei x Fem!BlackReader

Authors Note: I have been fantasizing about Gyomei’s hands since the Hashira meeting arc. They’re so pretty ✨

TW: Minors Do Not Interact, masturbation, first time, bodily fluids, Black reader in mind, Orgasm Denial.

His hands are so careful.

They lift the weight of burdens unknown, remaining ever reliable in times of need, the same hands that are able to slowly trace your bundle of nerves with a profound tenderness.

His forearms mold around the curvaceous frame of your waist, his fingers gently digging deep into the comfort of your skin to hold you in place. His index swirls playfully, his eyes closed, a soft smile on his lips.

His abdomen put diamonds to shame, unbreakable and formed from the pressure of his training regimen. Who knew they’d act as a support for your back as it arched from anticipation?

One of your palms just barely graze his upper arm, holding gently for support, and he almost doesn’t feel the way your nails push into to the skin of his wrist locked around your waist.

His voice carries the weight of a rolling storm, deep and commanding. But it’s so soft now, with a bass that fills the ear drum as he whispers, “Very good.” After each of your mewls, gasps and whines, the tendons of his wrist move faster as he picks up speed.

His thighs, unyielding and powerful, keep each of yours propped to the side, exposing your torrid, dripping warmth to the frigid contrast of air in the room.

Even Buddha couldn’t save you now, and you didn’t want him to.

The sensation of your body beginning to coil tighter strikes a change in pace as his fingers delve deep into you, exploring carefully as he toils away, pushing deeper; rubbing ribbed, silken walls and hooking his fingers against that spongy surface within when it’s found.

The feeling of you is overwhelmingly wonderful. He’s used to cherishing your form; your cheeks, your ample soft hands, the incredible feeling of your plush, pouty lips on his thumb when he traces over them to get a vivid description of your face.

But this new side of you, this intimate exploration, is almost too much to bear. The heat radiating on and around his finger with each soft nudge into your flower sends a riveting chill up his spine. The slow, careful insertion of his fingers had his jaw slacked in awe and his attention at full capacity.

His favorite sound? Right now there are plenty, like the gush of slick squelching around the base of his fingers, but the number one thing that stands out is the wind being forced out of your voice box and caught in your trachea.

That soft, pleasured “Gyou!—“ is halted by the feeling of lips crashing against yours, the salty taste of tears from his eyes linger on your taste buds as his tongue dances along yours.

He sensed your hymen breaking a few moments ago and he felt terrible for doing such a thing, but - per your request - it was what was to happen when you asked him to pleasure you with those thick fingers of his.

A soft, fluttering clench coerces him to pull back and tend to your engorged nub once again, slowly letting your high come to a medium, and holding it there with each careful roll of his index and ring finger.

He felt so honored, to have been the one to do this first. He’d never felt anything like it before. His eyes close as he continues his ministrations, stimulating himself with a new softness foreign to his fingers.

As you’re gasping from pleasure - dazed from the lingering promise of euphoria - his lips break from yours and in a soft, pleading, husky tone, he requests only one thing:

“Not yet. You feel so lovely. Please don’t cum yet�� Just a little longer.”

[xoxoxkisses]

You were mine first..

mwahaha I felt like writing angst again today. I decided to put my heart and soul into this. ————————————————————————

Muichiro x fem!Reader

warnings: angst, one sided, jealousy, slapping, cursing, (pretend the infinity castle arc was just skipped, so in the little time skip I did Muichiro is 18) not proofread

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You first met Muichiro when you were 10 and he was 11. You met him while you were out gathering berries for your mother when you saw him collecting water. You stared at him for a few seconds before he noticed you, when he did you froze. You saw how his face lit up when he saw you standing across the stream. “Hello!” You looked around to make sure he was talking to you, even though you were sure he was. “H-hi.” You stood there, berries in hand, as he walked through the stream towards you. When he reached you, he stuck his hand out waiting for you to shake it. “I’m Muichiro.” “I’m Y/n.” You said as you slowly took his hand. “Want to be friends?” He stared at you with a big smile on his face, waiting for your answer. “Um..sure.” “Great! Cmon.” He grabbed you by the wrist and made you follow him to his house.

When you got there, you saw a boy who looked just like him. You looked around, but didn’t see his parents. “Muichiro, who’s this?” You turned towards the boy who was talking. His demeanor was a lot different than Muichiro’s, he seemed a lot..meaner. “This is Y/n, I met her while I was collecting water.” The boy huffed as he slammed his fist down. You flinched at his reaction and clung onto Muichiro. “I thought I told you to not bring anyone here! Why don’t you ever listen to me?!” “But she’s my friend!” “I don’t care who she is, make her leave.” He turned away from the two of you, Muichiro turned towards you and gave you a look that read ‘I’m sorry’. He walked with you back towards the stream, most of the walk was silent until you got closer to the rushing water.

“I’m sorry about Yuichiro. He wasn’t like that until our parents passed.” So that’s why you didn’t see any adults. You nodded at him. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. “Y/n?” “Yeah?” You said as you turned towards him. “Will you come back?” You gave him a soft smile. “Sure.” The bright smile you saw earlier came back. “Good! It was nice meeting you, I’m sure you must go now.” You nodded at him. “Yeah, it was nice meeting you too.” With that you walked away, going back home.

You met up with Muichiro in the same spot everyday. Until one day, he wasn’t there. You were confused so you just went to his house. When you got there, it was uncomfortably quiet. You walked in and that’s when you saw all of the blood. You let out a blood curdling scream as you ran out.

Your memories since that day were a little hazy. You had been traumatized so much you didnt remember much of anything except for Muichiro. ————————————————————————

You were 17 now. You had joined the Demon Slayer Corps at the young age of 13 and spend the rest of the years becoming a Hashira. There was no specific reason you joined, you were just bored. Your hard work paid off as you had become a Hashira. At your first meeting, the Master allowed you to introduce yourself.

You walked up to the front before you kneeled down at the end of the line to introduce yourself. “Hello, I’m Y/n L/n. I am 17 years old and I joined the corps when I was 13, I’m very glad to be working amongst you all.” You bowed to them all and took your spot beside Himejima.

The meeting started and the master reintroduced you. The meeting wasn’t anything too important, just mainly introducing you. At the end, you had a few of the other Hashira asking questions about you. Except, only one caught your eye: Muichiro. You knew it was him, he was all you remembered.

You went up to him to introduce yourself again. He wasn’t paying any attention to you, just looking up at the clouds. “Hello Muichiro.” You looked back down at you with a blank expression. “I’m sorry but who are you? And you’re not allowed to call me that. It’s Tokito to you.” Ah, you see. He didn’t remember you. “Oh right, sorry. I’m Y/n.” He continued to stare at you, he shrugged his shoulders and looked back up at the clouds. You felt like a truck just ran you over, but you weren’t going to give up.

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Ever since that day, you continued to talk to him. The other Hashira didn’t think anything of it, they brushed it off because he was only a year older than you. Except you were trying to get him to remember you again. “Why do you continue to follow me? It’s annoying.” “I just want to be your friend, please?” He simply stopped infront of you which caused you to bump into him. He turned around to you slightly. “Fine.” Your eyes lit up as a huge smile crept across your face. “Really? Yay!” He turned back around while you were doing your little celebration and walked away. You didn’t notice till he was around 20 feet away from you. “Hey, wait!”

Since he agreed to become your friend, you two were inseparable, and he finally allowed you to call him Muichiro. But there was one thing, you couldn’t deny you had caught feelings for him. You became a lot more flustered around him and started to get jealous when female slayers would approach him and openly flirt with him. You would always drag him away and tell him they were up to no good and he believed it. ————————————————————————

The two of you sat underneath a cherry blossom tree watching the clouds. You glanced over at him and noticed there was a petal in his hair. You reached over to get it out and he flinched. “What are you doing?” You pulled your hand away a little, embarrassed. “I-I was trying to get the petal out of your hair.” “Oh..continue on then.” He turned back around as you looked at him stunned. You reached your hand back out and grabbed it gently. You looked back up at the clouds when you could feel him staring at you. You looked over and saw he was indeed staring at you intently. “What is it..?” He reached his hand out, almost cupping your face, as he leaned in closer. You shut your eyes tight preparing for him to kiss you. Except he didn’t. “What are you doing?” You opened your eyes to see he had a petal in between his fingers. “O-oh, um, I just had something in my eye.” “Hm, okay.”

Gosh how embarrassing. You couldn’t believe you just did that. ————————————————————————

He started becoming more affectionate with you. He began talking to you more, and sometimes your hands brushed against each other. The two of you were walking in a village when he stopped abruptly, staring at something. You stopped as well and followed his eyes. He was looking at a girl. You couldn’t deny she was absolutely beautiful..and the complete opposite of you. You saw how she looked over and blushed immediately when she saw Muichiro staring at her in awe. Before you could stop him, he went up and talked to her. Your heart ached as he left you there.

Since then all you heard from him were things about Akira. “Do you think Akira would like this?” Or “these are Akira’s favorite flowers.” It hurt you inside how you’ve been there for months yet he could barely remember your favorite color. But here comes this random girl who he knew for less than a month and he knew basically everything about her.

You had to clear your head so you went to you and Muichiro’s spot. When you got there, you heard some giggling. You came up behind the big cherry blossom tree and saw them together. You crept up behind them and cleared your throat. “Ahem, sorry. Muichiro, I thought this was our spot.” There was slight venom in your voice when you said those words, however neither one of them picked it up. “Oh, sorry Y/n. I just had to show it to Akira.” You rolled your eyes, you’ve had enough. It was always about her. “You know what Muichiro? I’m so sick of hearing about ‘sweet Akira’. I don’t give a single fuck about her like you do. I don’t like her.” Suddenly Akira burst into tears. Muichiro looked over at her with worry in his eyes, but turned back to you with hatred. He stood up and slapped you. “See what you did Y/n?! You made her cry.” You had tears threatening to fall as you grabbed the side of your face. “Fuck you.” You mumbled to him before you ran off.

He felt a little hurt for what he did, but Akira needed him, not you.

You didn’t see Muichiro after that. Always declining his requests to meet up. Word has spread to the other Hashira about what happened, so they tried their best to keep you two separated. ————————————————————————

You were 21 now. You were reading a book outside when you received a letter from a crow you remember quite well. Muichiro’s crow. You opened up the letter and saw it had read:

“You’re invited to Akira and Muichiro’s wedding. when? September 21st

where? xxxxx

time? 11:30 am

Hope you can make it! Xoxo Akira and Muichiro.”

Did you really want to go to their wedding? Of course not. But why not? You were planning on leaving the corps soon anyways and everyone would be there. You might aswell let it be the last time anyone saw you. ————————————————————————

The last time you saw Muichiro was his wedding day. You wore a light teal color dress as it brought out your skin and eyes. As you were mingling with a few of the other guests, you felt someone tap you on the shoulder. You turned around to see Muichiro.

“Hey Y/n, I’m so glad you could make it, it’s been a while.” You chuckled nervously as you had shifted slightly. “Yeah, this is beautiful.” You couldn’t ignore the feeling in your chest when you saw him. You never really got over him. “Well, I should go now, I have others to talk to. See you later!” You gave him a small smile. “Yeah..”

The ceremony started and Akira walked down the aisle. She looked breathtaking. You couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sadness flood your body. You looked at Muichiro who had tears flowing down his face.

The ceremony was beautiful, it was really something. When you heard them say their “I do’s” you couldn’t stop the tears that escaped. You saw him peek over at you and you gave him a smile. When he pulled her into a kiss, you felt something bitter in your mouth. Maybe it was the wine you drank? No, it was the jealousy in your body. You wish it was you instead of her. No, you knew it should’ve been you, not her.

You didn’t stay for the reception, your heart had broken all over again. Muichiro tried to look for you, but was informed by Kanroji and Iguro that you had left. He too felt a tinge of sadness once he heard that. He had so much to tell you.

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Here Muichiro sat in his shared bed with Akira 5 years later with 2 kids. He was miserable. Akira changed a lot since their wedding day, and especially since their first child. He realized he didn’t love her anymore, but couldn’t leave her. Why? Because he didn’t know where you were. He wanted to tell you at the reception he had remembered you and that he wished he remembered sooner, but he didn’t. He wanted to find you, but for all he knew, you could be across the world..dead even. He put his head in his hands as he realized he would be stuck with this woman for the rest of his life and he regretted everything. Especially for not noticing your feelings for him, because he would’ve chose you over anyone.

[bluebasie]

Sanegiyuu Makes So Much Sense!!

I absolutely adore the ship of Sanemi and Giyuu and it never fails to confuse me when people say they don't understand why people ship them or when people say it makes no sense, especially when compared to other ships. I understand it's one thing to personally not ship Sanegiyuu because obviously it's just not for everyone and other people prefer other ships, but I definitely feel like I can confidently say that the ship makes a ton of sense from a character perspective. 

Firstly, Sanemi and Giyuu have this mutual interest in each other that just isn't displayed when Giyuu or Sanemi interact with the other Hashiras or just others in general. While Sanemi loves to say that he hates Giyuu’s attitude he could just as easily just ignore him and leave him alone since he ‘dislikes him so much’. But clearly Sanemi has some sort of interest with Giyuu as seen when he gets so worked up when Giyuu tries to leave the Hashira meeting after it was over in comparison to the other Hashiras who albeit showed care for Giyuu’s abandonment, they all remained seated except for Sanemi who tried to physically force Giyuu to stay. If Sanemi really did dislike Giyuu’s presence he wouldn't have cared if Giyuu left or stayed but the fact that he wanted him to stay shows he does care about him even if it was negative at first. Then there was their whole sparing scene in which Sanemi apparently stormed to Giyuus house to try to talk to him or at least get some kind of reaction out of him which clearly shows Sanemi’s abnormal obsession with Giyuu whether it be his actions or trying to understand him. Then when Tanjiro 'interrupted’ the two fighting Sanemi seemed to gain a new layer of protectiveness that he clearly didn't have while fighting when he noticed Tanjiro’s presence. While Sanemi seemed unrestrained and free while fighting Giyuu with an onslaught of loose movements and confident attacks as if his spar with Giyuu was a form of stress relief for him, when seeing Tanjiro and realizing his spar with Giyuu was being perceived by another he immediately put his borders back up. Sanemi immediately came to the conclusion that Tanjiro was spying on them as if their spar was a private moment between two close companions. Sanemi already seemed to get defensive when Tanjiro arrived but when Tanjiro revealed Sanemi enjoyance of frivolous things such as ohagi and green tea and Sanemi’s persona as some kind of extreme tough guy who didn't care for things such as sweets was broken obviously Sanemi started to get irritated. What's interesting about this scene though is that it isn't until Giyuu comments on Sanemi’s affection for ohagi does Sanemi crash out and punch the lights out of Tanjiro. It's just so obvious that Sanemi was embarrassed that Giyuu could think he's soft which just provided another example of Sanemi caring what Giyuu thinks of him when he clearly does not care when it comes to others. It's just too funny how much Sanemi cares about Giyuu to the point where the scene right before THE ENTIRE INFINITY CASTLE ARC AND THE DEATH OF SO MANY CHARACTERS he is literally just storming off and steaming at the thought of “what would have happened if Tanjiro didn't interrupt”.

It’s even more hilarious that Giyuu, the character that is literally known for being antisocial and having no friends, just wants to be Sanemi’s friend. Giyuu has Tanjiro and Shinobu and definitely a few others who are trying or have tried desperately to befriend him with absolutely no reaction but apparently Giyuu decides that he wants to befriend the unapproachable guy with anger issues who says he dislikes him. I'm sorry but that is such homosexual activity I don't even know how else to put it. Like Sanemi literally barged into Giyuu’s house, fought him, knocked his little brother out, and stormed off without a word, and all Giyuu can think of afterward is how happy he is to know Sanemi’s favorite food and is already coming up with a sad plan to win him over. This dude is really smiling and all thinking of his perfect future interaction with Sanemi with floating flowers in his little fantasy. I also just love the idea that he uses Tanjiro as his little wingman to help come up with ideas to win Sanemi over that all probably fail miserably just like the ohagi. 

Sanemi and Giyuu have been set up from the beginning and you can see the future of their relationship from the fact that Giyuu’s voice was enough to distract Sanemi enough to get hit by Tanjiro who was a much lower rank than himself in the scene of Nezuko’s trial. The characters have been set up as parallel characters throughout the series in so many ways it's hard to not spot the special relationship between them that isn't there between other characters. Their character design and personalities are already foil with Sanemi’s white hair and impulsive and explosive personality compared to Giyuu’s black hair and calm and collected personality. There is Sanemi’s ability to speak his mind at all times and Giyuu’s inability to speak his mind at times at all. There is Sanemi’s main emotion and expression being one of anger with Giyuu’s being sadness. Another big foil being Giyuu’s compassion and trust towards Tanjiro and Nezuko and their situation while acting as an advocate for them while Sanemi had clear mistrust towards them and their situation acting as their biggest opponent during Nezuko’s trial. Finally, there is the fact that Giyuu’s fighting style is one that revolves around ultimate defense while Sanemi is one that focuses on the ultimate attack. Just by noticing their opposites you can tell the importance of their relationship, but this continues throughout the series in which they are the ONLY two hashiras to survive which was definitely done for a reason. Their relationship is also displayed during their clash to turn their blades red showing their status as equals. The fact that they are the two last Hashiras ties them together even more seeing as after the war they both kind of don't have anyone to lean on besides themselves with the Kamaboko squad all living together and the Uzui’s having each other, Sanemi and Giyuu don’t have some big family to stay with, so they hang out with each other as seen in the panel why their having lunch together.

Out of every non canon ship I truly think thank Sanemi and Giyuu have the most developed and well written relationship down to basic characterization to where these two seem like they were really made together as a pair. Even though they aren’t canonically romantic, their relationship is written better than some actual cannon ships and I think some people should look more into the smaller details when it comes to this ship!

[alshamswelnahr]

Obanai is a character defined by his rigidness when it comes to demon slaying. This strictness is evident when he berates Tengen at the end of the RLD arc, urging him to fight until death instead of retiring. He also lectures Giyū after the Hashira meeting on his lack of understanding of his role and even ties up slayers for being useless and weak. This harsh standard extends to himself as well, as he punishes himself for his family's sins, believing his only path to redemption is through dying and being reborn anew.

Despite that, Obanai shows a different side when it comes to Mitsuri. In the final battle, he ensures she is pulled aside once gravely injured, asking the corps members to keep her safe. This decision increases the burden on everyone else, and he admits he will have to take on Mitsuri's share of the fight. Yet, he prioritizes her safety over his principles, something he would never permit for himself, no matter how severe his injuries are.

This is one of my favorite moments of Obanai because it shows him as human and shows how deeply in love he is. He logically knows they need every available fighter and is aware that even if she survives now, she won't live past 25, he also knows he won't live to be with her. But his love for her drives him to protect her no matter what.

[aviiarie]

THE FLAME HASHIRA'S TSUGUKO — platonic kyojuro rengoku & reader !

synopsis. what is the flame hashira like with a tsuguko? warnings. spoilers for mugen train arc. kny-typical warnings (violence, death, etc.) brief mentions of food and eating. notes. STRICTLY PLATONIC. demon slayer!reader. reader uses flame breathing. gn!reader. they/them used. fluff. 1.3k words. second in my tsuguko series! if you enjoyed, do let me know who you want to see in the next one ^^

muichiro ver.

if there is one hashira that is most sought out as a mentor, it is kyojuro rengoku.

to young demon slayers, he is the best candidate. he's warm and welcoming to the new recruits, he's much more approachable than other hashira, he doesn't look he would beat them to a pulp in the name of 'training'. whenever there is a new batch of slayers freshly accepted into the demon slayer corps, there is a wave of requests to become his tsuguko.

however, kyojuro has never actually looked at his pile of applications. they lie untouched in a small stack, gathering dust in a corner of his estate. the system of sending in an application in the hopes of achieving a mentor had never made sense to him; surely the only way a worthy tsuguko is chosen would be by dazzling him with their skills?

that's how mitsuri became his student, and that's exactly how he ended up with [name]!

they were practicing alone in one of the training rooms when he happened to walk by, on his way to a hashira meeting. kyojuro stopped in his tracks, drawn to the bright lights and warmth that only flame-breathing created.

he glanced into the room, and was immediately captivated by their skill. it wasn't perfect, by any means—at a hashira standard, it was downright sloppy—but there was a certain passion in their eyes that caught his attention. they were pouring every ounce of effort in their body into flame-breathing, with an energy that only a truly determined fighter held.

they had strong potential, he could tell from just a few seconds of watching them. if that wasn't a worthy candidate for tsuguko then he doesn't know what was.

“impressive!”

“huh?! who said that?”

when they accept, his training begins the very next morning. he wakes them up at dawn, looking far too refreshed for how early it was, and puts them through a series of drills to test their strength and speed. this is followed by some light sparring, before he encourages them to show him what they know about flame-breathing.

between exercises, there are a few values he instills in his student.

the first is the one he thinks every demon slayer should believe: the duty of the strong is to protect the weak. he will train them for as long as it takes for them to gain strength, so that one day they will be able to protect people as he does. anger and a desire for vengeance would only push them so far; they needed to know what they were fighting for, who they were protecting.

the second is less selfless, but no less noble in his eyes: to take care of others, you must take care of yourself first. he knows firsthand that neglecting the health of one's own body in favour of duty will only make him less capable of carrying out said duty, so he makes sure to drill the words in their head. proper rest, hydration, and sustenance are essentials for keeping oneself in top condition, and ready for battle.

the final is the most difficult to learn: loss is heartbreaking, but inevitable. kyojuro has been a part of the demon slayer corps for a long time, and before he was a hashira, he was a beginner demon slayer. he has experiences missions that have failed, he has witnessed casualties—both civilian, and his fellow slayers. while protecting innocents is a hashira's top priority, he needs his tsuguko to know that death is unavoidable in some situations, no matter how skilled they are. that doesn't mean that it is their fault, when tragedy strikes.

training is rigorous, but kyojuro is an excellent teacher. he is patient when they're struggling, eager to praise their improvements, no matter how small.

he builds a rapport with them fast. months of training go by, and their progress is simply incredible! he couldn't be more proud!

by then, he honestly treats his tsuguko like a second sibling. like, of course they are invited to family dinner with senjuro, was that ever a question? senjuro himself was slightly wary about them at first, but it didn't take long for him to warm up to them too.

family dinner is nonnegotiable, by the way. it only happens about once a month when kyojuro isn't on a mission and senjuro has the time to cook a meal for them, so it's treated very seriously. they will show up and they will enjoy it, or they will have to deal with senjuro's quiet sullenness and kyojuro's passive-aggressive sighs of disappointment.

(kyojuro used to invite his father to these dinners, but he was always met with a blunt dismissal whenever he tried to ask. senjuro told him to just let it go, so he quietly gave up on attempting to include him. family was much more peaceful when it was just the three of them, anyway.)

during the colder months, he has a habit of throwing his haori over his tsuguko’s shoulders after their lessons to keep them warm on their way back to their room. if they try to protest it, he just waves them off with a laugh.

“do not worry, young [name]! i can assure you that i have no problem with keeping warm myself! but i can't have you freezing before our next training session, can i?”

he is a kind mentor. brave, encouraging. he never looks down on his tsuguko, even when the gap between their skills makes it clear he is—and likely always will be—a step above them. to them, he is unshakeable, untouchable.

well. until the mugen train mission, that is.

they were in the middle of resting from a mission, when kyojuro's crow landed on their windowsill and delivered the news: in the battle against upper moon three, kyojuro was fatally wounded.

for a second, they couldn't quite believe it. it was only a few weeks prior that they had seen him, grinning and pushing a bento box into their hands, promising he would be back to train with them soon enough.

the grief hits them hard. they can't fathom the idea of never hearing his bright and cheerful voice wake them at the crack of dawn, never feeling his warm hand clap against their shoulder to give an encouraging squeeze. tears spill over, their breath chokes in their throat.

he is gone. there won't be another family dinner, or spontaneous training session, or trips into town to watch sumo wrestling. they were alone; a tsuguko without a mentor, a fire without any kindling.

it's then that their mentor's voice rings in their head, reminding them of the three lessons he taught the.

the duty of the strong is to protect the weak. kyojuro died protecting his fellow slayers. it was an honourable death, and one that he would be satisfied with.

to take care of others, you must take care of yourself first. with shaky hands, they pour themself a cup of soothing tea. kyojuro would urge them to focus on keeping themself healthy during such a grief-filled time.

loss is heartbreaking, but inevitable. kyojuro was dangerously aware of his own mortality, and never shied away from the idea that he might die any day. he would enthusiastically talk about how when he is gone, they will be the next flame hashira.

kyojuro wouldn't want them to fall apart without him. he would want them to keep burning like a inferno, channeling their emotions into their breathing until it was as sharp as their blade. the last thing he would want is to let his death destroy the fire in their heart.

so they stop. they breathe. they mourn. then, they hold their head up high, and steady their blade at their side.

© aviiarie 2024. do not copy, repost, translate or use my work to train ai.

[reticent-writer]

Hear me out. Hear me tf out. A reader who is Tomioka’s fraternal twin and got separated from him when he ran into the mountains, with the relatives failing to find him but catching her. Anyway, she suddenly jumps out of the infinity castle during that one moment in the first episode of the Hashira training arc. Like, just as the door is about to close, this lady just appears and uses the demon as a stepping stone to jump out, and once it closes the momentum has her slamming onto the ground and rolling a couple of feet. And she just kind of lies there before rolling over and staring at the sky, before starting to laugh and cry at the same time, babbling about how she made it, she’s alive, she’s out of that place. Now, Sanemi and Obanai have no idea who this lady is, but they want answers as to why the hell she just jumped out of that place. She’s covered in scratches and had torn her kimono to knee-length for more mobility in there. Anyway, the Kakushi bringing her to headquarters to get her treated and during the Hashira meeting Sanemi or Obanai just mention this girl who was there in their mission and who is getting checked over by the butterfly girls, but she might have important information. Pls make a fic of this.

I liked writing this it was fun. Thank you for requesting ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

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It felt like an eternity since you were kidnapped by Douma but you remember your life before. You remember running with your sister and brother, only stopping when reaching a clearing in the forest. Your sister urged you and your twin to keep moving but when you tried to stand you found yourself in an unfamiliar place.

The Infinity Castle.

It's been years before since you've seen the sun but you didn't lose hope. Your sister and brother were out there, hopefully. They become your reason for living.

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"Awww look at you. A rare beauty but so playful... please come out, I'm not gonna hurt you." Douma laughed.

You held your breath as you hid from the demon. Quietly maneuvering through the infinite rooms in vain. You've been playing hide n seek for hours, without food or water your body is sure to give out any minute now.

"I think I really lost you. Come out please, you'll be dead if Master finds you. Besides all that I know you're hungry, you haven't eaten in a few days. You won't last long if you keep with up." He pleaded, his voice becoming quieter the more you moved but you couldn't tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

As you walked through one of the rooms you saw a demon falling from what seemed to be different from the rest of the castle's terrain. It was an opening. Something that you had been tortured with, he would make an opening far enough way so that you would have to run to get to it. Of course, he was always faster and he wouldn't even let you get close.

But this time he didn't know where you were plus he didn't open it.

This was your chance to escape and you didn't waste it.

luckily for you the room you were in was close enough to make it even with your limited stamina.

You ran as fast as you could, taking the demon by surprise and using your momentum, propelled yourself through the opening right as the demon slayer stabbed the ground.

You made it.

You got as far away from the opening as you could. you laid on your back looking up at the moon. It finally hit you, You really got out. After years of being in that horrible place, you finally escaped.

You start to smile as tears welled up in your eyes. You gasped for air but a strained laugh left your lips when you exhaled. It quickly developed into deranged and uncontrollable laughter as the crocodile tears wouldn't stop.

The two demon slayers stared at you not knowing what to do.

"Hey, what were you doing in there?" Sanemi questioned as he pointed his sword at you.

It took you a moment to calm youut as you were about to speak you passed out.

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*two weeks later*

"Her injuries are minor but she has so many of them that she lost a lot of blood. Judging by her physical condition she's malnourished and has been sleep-deprived for a while. It's better to let her rest for now." Ubuyashiki's son read out Shinobu's note at a hashira meeting.

"Sanemi, you and Obanai found her while in pursuit of a demon correct? Was there anything unusual about her?"

"Yes sir, she jumped out of the infinity castle as a demon went in. She was hysterical before she passed out." Sanemi explained as everyone listened intensely.

"When she wakes up I would like to talk to her with all of you present."

The rest of the meeting was uneventful.

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Shinobu personally looked after you while you were recovering. You didn't wake up for another week and when you did, Shinobu ensured you were healthy enough before bringing you to a meeting.

She gave you new clothes and a nice meal before leading you to the demon slayers' headquarters.

You were met with a kind smile from the master which you returned. You sat on the gravel in front of the master.

None of the hashira had arrived yet.

"How are you feeling?" Ubuyashiki asked.

"I'm feeling much better. Thank you."

"That's good to hear. Do you have any plans after this is over?

"Hmm... I haven't thought about it. I have no home to go back to and my fam- I don't know what happened to my family." You muttered the last part.

"That's ok, we can talk about that later."

One by one the hashira arrived and sat in their usual positions.

"Hello, my children it's nice to see all of you in good condition. Now to the matter a hand, Ma'am can you tell us how you got into the demons domain." Ubuyashiki opened the floor for you to talk.

"I honestly don't know, one minute I was running with my brother and sister then the next I was in a room."

This caught Giyuu's attention.

"What was it like in there."

"Torture. I could barely eat, sleep, or even breathe without being watched. And the place was never-ending and constantly changing."

"DID YOU SEE KIBUTSUJI?" The wind hashira barked.

"Kibutsuji?"

"Muzan Kibutsuji. The demon king." Ubuyashiki explained.

"Oh, Douma kept me away from him. He said if the master saw me he'd kill me. Douma is a demon with long blonde hair, a golden fan and colorful eyes."

"Did he have a number engraved in his eye? If so what was it?"

"Number 2."

"Forgive me for being so rude but I forgot to ask for your name."

"It's Tomioka Y/n."

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i hope you like it

[desparaic]

Imagine Rengoku's son traveling to the past pt.2

Rengoku X Fem! Reader

Also in the future, there’s a long pause after red light arc. Hence tengen already retired in Future Son’s timeline. and [spoiler alert] yes we will absolutely ignore the mark curse

read part 1 here.

“Oh, what breathing technique do you use?”

You ask your…. son? kid? dang you never thought you would be able to say that to a teenager this early in your life, especially when you’re not long into the marriage

“Flame breathing!” He says with a proud grin (why this kid so cute you wanna coddle him to death)

“Following your father’s footstep, I see! Did he teach you personally?” You smile, thinking about your husband teaching your son swordsmanship. Ugh the thought of it makes your heart melt.

“Nope. From Grandfather!”

h

huh?

tafa???

Grandfather??? Like Rengoku’s father??? Your father in law???? The man who can’t even get up and do something else other than drinking and yelling at other people?????

He taught your son flame breathing?????

You are confusion

You ask why didn’t his father teach him instead

“… Anyway! Do you want to spar?”

This kid—

okay, well, clearly he doesn’t want to talk about it. Maybe he’s on bad terms with his father???

But you can’t imagine Kyojuro being a bad father or someone who has a tense relationship with his kids. The last thing he wants to be is to be like his father. You know that. He himself told you that before.

So maybe he’s just in the middle of an argument with his father??? Like… a really long one…

yeah that could be it

So you decide to spar with him (you don’t have anything else to do anyway other than walking around the nearby village)

you kick his butt

It feels refreshing and fun. not because you’re beating your future child.

You never have this feeling sparring with anyone before. It’s cute. You’re experiencing a mother-son time except…. you ain’t a mother yet… but you are�� will??? idk

In the middle of sparring (how many rounds has it been??), Kyojuro appears with a big grin, before it fades and he tilts his head confusedly.

“MY LOVE! WHO IS THIS PERSON??”

Hooo boy

Both of you whip your head to see him

“HE LOOKS JUST LIKE ME! HAHAHA!”

Bless your husband, he isn’t even phased that there’s a rando lookin like he’s his clone

BUT YOU HECKAAA EXCITED, about to tell Kyojuro that he’s—

You see your (future) son’s conflicted face contorted to anger, then calm. “Ah. I’ll take my leave right now. I’m thirsty.”

He leaves just like that.

You’re confused

has future you ever taught him manners

Is… Was the argument that bad????

Poor Kyojuro is so confused, looking at the boy leaving.

“Who was that young fellow?”

You explain that that’s his son

His face shows a split second of surprise before it immediately switches to excitement

(he doesn’t even ask how that’s possible like ok)

“HE’S MY SON??? OH WHAT JOY! S/O. THAT IS OUR SON!”

Yes, yes you just told him that of course you know lol

But you’re so confused as to why your son would just leave like that. You honestly expect him to be just as excited to see his dad like he did with you

and so

the chaos and conflicts and confusion and everything related ensues

Practically everyone knows your future son is here

They’re dying to meet him

Uzui is proud of what he has become. Man’s flamboyant. can even take a hard pat on his back! (he nearly died)

Mitsuri is so excited!!! She keeps giving him sakura mochi and all other snacks and talks to him a lot!!! Sees him as her lil bro ngl (tho technically it should be nephew)

Shinobu too is very sweet towards him and tells him he’s welcome anytime to the Butterfly Estate to just have tea and chat (every time they interact your son’s face turns tomato red. does he have a school boy crush????)

Tomioka is just happy the boy talks to him often

its cute. you can tell he admires the water hashira a lot

Sanemi scoffs and thinks he still has a long way until he is strong

like who tf think does this kid think he is

but he supposes the kid has potential

Obanai acknowledges him and greets him even though he scares your son sometimes

Gyomei. Cats. lots of pats. lots of fluff. nuff said

Muichiro always forgets his name

Tanjiro is super shocked but is happy to get along with Rengoku’s future son!! Nezuko takes a liking to him immediately and warms up to him (Zenitsu seething rn)

surprisingly inosuke oddly silent around him at first…. before he inevitably challenges him to a fight

The son ofc know who they all are (he still does not like young Zenitsu)

Also, he nearly spilled Tanjiro and Kanao’s future relationship oops ig at the present they aint tgt yet 🤷‍♂️

They all think he’s great!

But… there is one thing for sure

And what confuses them the most

is that he absolutely hates the mention of his father

Whenever someone brings up the fact he looks just like Rengoku or they compare the father and son, boy gets real upset and angry

Like??? huh???

You’d thinking a kid would be proud to have someone like Rengoku as their father

Apparently not

Kyojuro catches on to this.

I mean, its hard not to tell that every time he approaches the boy, he just pretends the hashira never exist

Kyojuro kinda concerned and worried

And frankly, he’s kinda sad too.

He wants to spend his time with his future son before who knows when he’ll return back to his time!

Eventually, Rengoku catches him a place where the kid can’t escape easily

He asks the kid what is wrong and what is really going on

Dang… it really hurt seeing your own kid (even though technically not yet) glaring at you like that

The kid only grumbles excuses and that’s it

Kyojuro gently tries to push him to open up

Really wants to know what’s going on poor man please give him a break

“I can tell you don’t like to converse with me… why is that? I would love to get to know my own son!”

Rengoku Kyojuro would never expect that sentence would completely make his own future kid snap.

“Son??? Hah. Sure.”

???????????

The??? Audacity???

My man Kyojuro isn’t even phased (again, bless his patient heart) he’s just confused

What does that mean?

“Did… I do something…?”

“Something???? Something…?????” the boy clenched his jaw, “Don’t act like you care.”

… But he does tho.

At this point the flame hashira just wants to know what he did wrong to make him so mad

“Oh, you really wanna know what you did?” He says in such a bitter tone. Whatever Kyojuro did, he musta pissed him reeaaal off.

“Y…Yes…?”

“… Fine. Not like it’ll change anyway considering how easily you threw us away.”

p-

pardon?

“You hurt Mother. You left her when she needed you the most. You left us! Because you think your job is better than this little family!”

….huh?

“I’m… I’m sorry, I don’t und-“

“When she needed you the most, you just up and left her! Just like that! What do you think I’ll feel about that, huh?”

Kyojuro… did that? He can’t even fathom leaving you for a split second! What was future him thinking?

“You left Mother! When I was still… When she was still pregnant and needed you… You chose to go on a mission instead of being there for her!”

“Do you know how much my mother begged you not to go? How she endlessly express her worries and concerns, even though she never doubted you before??”

“Do you know how much it hurt her when you promised her nothing will happen, only for some crow to announce that you died in a fight with an Upper Moon, a fight you could’ve avoided! A FIGHT THAT YOU SO SELFISHLY WENT ON AND JUST DIED?!”

…

Hold on…

Hang on—

What?

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I was supposed to finish this all in one post, but I reached the limit… Gonna post part 3 soon

[istormortis]

Slight focus shift from the hashira group and inserting other two characters that ended up being involved the story arc for the fantasy au c: Once they were fleshed out and finally introduced in the story, had to do a reference for them so here are the two bois c: They are based off of the two gods, Raijin and Fujin so took their original designs and mixed it into the god's designs to get something in the middle.

SHINOBU | TENGEN | OBANAI | KYOJURO | MITSURI | GIYUU | SANEMI | GYOMEI | MUICHIRO More info under the cut~

Sekido and Karaku are two brothers, the original idea that Zoh/Urogi/Aizetsu weren't going to be involved but that has changed so their initial designs hold aspects of their other sides (Sekido having Aizetsu and Zohakuten features, Karaku having Urogi's beads, etc) Sekido is the larger/older brother, god of lightning (Raijin). He's pretty tall at 10'3" and like his canon self is stern/arrogant/selfish and doesn't have company often. He resides in the northern region in a temple in the mountains where Gyomei is his temple guardian while he is away. Karaku is the god of winds (Fujin), and resides in the Southern region in his own temple. If not found there, he's often around Aizetsu and Urogi who act has his messengers (he's the nicer one of the two (Urogi and Aizetsu are tengu messengers)) so he's often roaming.

Ruka (Kyojuro's mother) was a sickly human and was saved when Shinjuro sacrificed one of his own tails to make her into a kitsune which later they ended up having Kyojuro and Senjuro. The later ended up being deathly ill, due to some unknown curse and Ruka came across Sekido by chance and pleaded with him to save Senjuro. In order to do so, she had to offer one of her own tails in trade which he agreed to break the curse and cure the boy considering that he was willing to listen to her. Now, he wears the tail around his belt as a reminder (also considering that kitsunes are very prideful of their tails).

With Obanai's curse the group goes north and meets up with Ruka who knows about Sekido and she leads the group to the god's temple to see if he's willing to help (also considering that Urogi is envious of Sekido's kitsune tail and steals something from Mitsuri so they're trying to track the tengu down as well to get the item back).

He refuses initially, but after both Shinjuro and Kyojuro offer their own tails he eventually agrees to assist and look into the reasoning as to why his soul is fractured.

I'll probably get around to doodling Urogi and Aizetsu, and maybe Ruka/Shinjuro. Zohakuten hasn't made an appearance yet, but we are leaning towards him being a higher entity/god like Orochi (dragons duh) but that could change c:

Also yes Mui and Gyomei are getting their own sheets eventually too - Gyomei was ??? for the longest time until it clicked and Mui just needs some refining/revisitng of the original idea!