#kimetsu no yaiba manga spoilers

[faintrustle]

Most Adorable Hashira

[mariecy666]

Tsugikuni brothers - blinded by rage

[blunderland]

SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI, THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

Okay so I was rereading the manga and this shot of Sanemi???

Like hello sir???

He looks so handsome here ❤️

And so my silly brain thought "what if I edited out his scars?" So teehee I did and:

AHSUJDNEKSOAJBFNKA HE LOOKS SO FINE (lowkey cursed without his signature scars but whatever) SIR WHO GAVE YOU THE PERMISSION TO BE SUCH A WORK OF ART???

HE LOOKS LIKE HE WAS BORN TO SHOUJO BUT FORCED TO SHOUNEN AHUSIWKWJAU

[reallybadknymemes]

manga spoilers on last one erm

[venus-giirl]

"Run, butterfly"

Gyutaro Shabana x fem reader.

Fandom: Demon Slayer. Word Count: +1k. Rating: dark romance, enemies, persecution, bloody kisses, obscene words. N/A: Okay. It's been a long time and by that I mean I haven't written anything on this social network for over a year. I'm doing well. I've been fine. I just wasn't finding myself with the perfect inspiration to create scenarios for the characters I love so much. And this lets me down about myself. But now, after finding my inspiration again I'm back and I'm writing new scenarios for the dear readers who read and support me. I want to remind that English is not my native language, but I use the translator for the texts I write. So I apologize for any mistakes in the translation or if you find any "her" instead of "him". I try not to make this mistake and I try to reread the whole text carefully. Without further words, here I bring you a fanfic of Gyutaro as a tribute for being the last character I wrote and the one who has had more support. Thank you very much to all of you for that. I hope to come back with much better writings and with more variety of characters. Questions are open :) Kisses, enjoy it

BEAST

You should not have gone out on the mission alone, at night. Going on your own when you were a pillar might have been easy, power coursed through your veins, and fire burned in your determination. But you were still too much of a novice to ever reach the position of pillar. In fact, this goal was so fuzzy in your life that you didn't mind being a simple demon hunter.

But damn it, even low-ranking hunters knew the number one rule of a demon hunting mission; don't go out fucking alone and without telling at least someone in the squad. The steam from your breaths trickled past your lips in little white, ephemeral clouds. Your legs were cramped, you'd been running for over twenty minutes. And with good reason. The same carmine-colored eyes had been haunting you the entire run. A great laugh with a ring of madness escaped from your captor and you couldn't help but feel a pang of some fear along with a sensation settling in your belly. Perhaps it was the fact that if you failed to escape you might be devoured.

"Run, little butterfly. I'll catch you." The thirst for blood and madness built up in every word the demon screamed at you. In an attempt to throw it off, you twisted to the right side of the road. Several trees prevented you from running in a straight line and a feeling of emptiness settled in your stomach when, without realizing the situation, your body fell forward. A pang settled in your hands as they rested on the ground to break your fall. Startled, you quickly sat up and tried to crawl as best you could across the small bed of fallen leaves that lay beneath you. However, a breath coos against the back of your neck and your skin bristles as you hear his voice croon again;

"You are mine." Claws imprisoned your neck, spinning you around so that you were face to face and nose to nose, with the demon above you. His beaked white teeth gleamed in the distant moonlight that was hidden behind your powerful body. His muscles tensed in a delicious shiver at having captured your bunny. After a grunt of satisfaction, Gyutaro said again:

"It makes me so horny when you run away from me. The fucking rotten blood swirls in my fucking crotch when you do that. When I chase after you to hunt you down." A moan escaped your lips as the grip on your throat grew more powerful and prevented you from breathing.

"Gyu…" You managed to say in a sob. "You…you scared me." Your eyes gave off a gleam of terror that only managed to increase the demon's arousal.

"Mmhm… Did I scare you, butterfly?". His nose buried itself in the hollow of your neck to smell your sweet, soft scent of roses and cinnamon. He pulled away from you slightly and looked at you in an angry glare from under your neck. "Haven't the fucking pillars taught you not to go out alone in the woods? So useless are they that they let one of the best slayers wander alone. Some other demon might hunt you… and that would piss me off."

Then it opens its mouth and its powerful fangs dig into the soft juncture between your neck and shoulder. You groan in pain and your hands reflexively grab strands of his wavy hair. He hums and his body hovers closer to yours so that you can feel the hardness of his crotch between your thick thighs.

You had known Gyutaro for a couple of years. The answer to the question of how he hadn't killed you yet was still unexplained. Let's just say he was infatuated with you. Your scent was the first thing he mentioned that he liked and that he didn't want to get rid of you. You met the same way this whole initial event had happened; a chase. The first time he tasted your blood he let out a hoarse moan as if he was a starving animal and had tasted the best of morsels after decades without encountering anything like it.

"Ooh, God. It tastes even better when it's running scared through your veins. So hot". His eyes lowered to your lower lip, which you were biting as a slight blush grew on your cheeks in a shy reflex.

You had long denied to yourself that falling in love with a demon was out of the question. They had only one option in their mind; to kill. And you had always heard that they could not feel love. Love which blossomed in your chest with every passionate night you spent with him.

Thoughts of the past settled in your mind; the creaking of the bed as he rode you to orgasm, the sound of the sheets tearing under his sharp nails that never dug deeper than they should into your soft skin to hurt you, the sound of his heavy breaths on your neck and soft breaths of your moans that filled the lonely cabin you lived in. And all those obscene and beautiful words he whispered in your ear.

Intoxicating.

"You're thinking of everything I could do to you, aren't you?". Gyutaro noticed your small absence and noticed how you squeezed your thighs together to manage to retain the heat that emanated from your sweetness and that even he might be able to smell. His undoing. He continued, "You're thinking about how I could fuck you on these cold, dead leaves. About how I'm going to make your body arch beneath me and how your mouth is not going to moan, no, but scream my fucking name in search of your delicious orgasm." His weight became even more intense on your body and you moaned against his lips as he came on you with a murderous glint in the irises of his eyes. "And on how I'm going to end up filling your womb with my thick fucking demon load".

You didn't know at what point you had fallen in love with this demon, nor when the end of your story would be, but what was really clear to you was that you would take every opportunity offered by this sinful illicit love between a guardian and a demon.

[yourfriendf1nn3g4n]

i keep thinking about genyas death and how sanemi was so torn up. his little brother needed him and he needed his little brother

[dallina17]

Kimetsu no Yaiba manga spoilers:

Kimetsu no Yaiba fans, does anyone has a fic to recommend where Giyuu and Sanemi, after the end of the manga, bond over beeing two of the hashiras that survived, dealing with the trauma and guilt of the survivor? I don't mind if the relationship is platonic o romantic, I just want to read something about those two with that set up

[thatone-churro]

ah yes. the thrills of watching the final few arcs of demon slayer arrive and watching anime-onlys experience this all for the first time

of course, with the added score and voices and animation, i’ll be sobbing just as genuinely with them throughout the end, but i digress

[sunmoonjl]

REINA!!!!!!! 🦋🦋🦋🦋

[lesbianasfuckwomen]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEZUKO KAMADO

It was frustrating not being able to talk.

It was frustrating not being able to do simple things without fucking it over.

It was frustrating being a demon.

Nobody looked at her normally.

Her brother, Tanjiro, would look at her with concern.

Zenitsu would look at her with pity.

Inosuke would look at her with confusion, like he didn't understand where she was coming from.

And don't get her started on the slayers.

Disgust, anger, pity, sadness, she could go on and on and on about the looks she gained.

Nobody knew her anyway.

She was known as The Demon.

The Scum.

Tanjiro Kamado's younger sister.

Nobody would look at her correctly.

Nobody would address her properly.

That was until she met somebody.

A person who looked at her with a normal gaze.

A person who called her Nezuko Kamado.

A person she least expected to do any of this.

Genya Shinazugawa.

Younger brother to the wind hashira, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

The same man who stabbed her.

The minute she had heard the last name, she had decided to avoid him at all costs, thinking that it would end up with the same out come as his older brother.

Oh how she was so wrong.

The moment she met him, he looked at her straight in the eye with no bullshit in between.

No concern, no pity, no confusion, no disgust, no anger, no sadness, no nothing.

Just simple eye contact.

Oh how she missed that.

"Hello Nezuko, enjoying the sun? How was your day?"

He didn't talk to her like she was a baby.

He didn't talk to her like she was mentally deranged.

He didn't talk to her like she was a demon.

He talked to her like she was a human.

She could only give a small thumbs up, in hopes that he would understand.

And he did.

For the first time in 3 years, Nezuko didn't have to struggle in expressing herself. She felt herself grin.

"I'm glad that you've been doing alright."

Is this how Tanjiro felt around Zenitsu and Inosuke?

Did he also feel like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders?

Did he also feel like he could hide from the outside world and actually feel like everything was alright?

Did he also feel safe?

With Genya it felt like taking a huge breath of fresh air.

He understood her and made sure she felt comfortable.

When she first heard of Genya, he was described as a delinquent. If anybody described him as delinquent now, she would (if she could) laugh at their face and tell them to go fuck themselves. How could Genya be a delinquent if he's one of the most shyest, kindest kid she has ever seen. How could you ever hate the dude?

And that is why she was feeling raging seething anger all coiling into a wretched snake at the wind hashira at the moment.

How could he say that about Genya?

How could he say such venomous things to Genya?

And more importantly, why was Genya just taking it?

She would have immediately insulted Tanjiro if he had done that to her.

Stabbing her was one thing, she could understand that. He was just doing his job. Insulting Genya however, was something she couldn't grasp her head around.

Why would you push away the only thing that was left?

The way the wind hashira talked to Genya. Like he was a scum.

Like he was a demon.

Fuck no, not on her watch.

She stomped over to Genya's room, closed the door and gave him the biggest hug she could offer.

Genya tensed underneath her hug, clearly surprised. It wasn't long until he was hugging back though.

"Nezuko, It's the 28th."

It was said so softly Nezuko barely caught it. She tilted her head in confusion. Why would the date matter?

"Tanjiro told me it was your birthday today."

Ah.

Her birthday.

She was 15 now, wasn't she?

Not like she cared.

Her family was gone, and Tanjiro was way too busy to celebrate it.

"I got you something."

Genya slowly opened his fist to show her some colorful candy.

Konpeitou.

Her favorite food.

"Happy Birthday."

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The rain fell on the sun touched kimono.

A new kimono Tanjiro had bought her for her 16th birthday.

She stood over a grave in solemn silence.

Not that it would matter.

The body wasn't even underneath the headstone.

According to the crows report, Genya Shinazugawa died in his brothers arms, fading away.

Like a demon.

She reached into the pocket of her kimono, and pulled out some Konpeitou.

"Gomeifuku o oinori moushiagemasu"

"ご冥福をお祈りします"

She rested the Konpeitou on the headstone of the grave.

"Thank you for celebrating my birthday."

Gomeifuku o oinori moushiagemasu = May their soul rest in peace according to google translate. (Please correct if i'm wrong)

[pussyeater8000]

You don't understand how important the SINGULAR Zenitsu and Genya interaction is to me because it's fucking hilarious

[faintrustle]

[actuallykyogai]

Art- Douma

The art jump from October last year to March this year is amazing. I've been drawing seriously for 3 years and I think I've improved loads.

The newer piece is based off of Takato Yamamoto's art. The girl is meant to be Shinobu, but that isn't very obvious.

[ask-chachamaru-kny]

this post somehow has (out of context) kny/demon slayer manga spoilers

[randomsprinkles]

Art that I did a very long time ago like two or so years and just am now getting around to posting it

iykyk

[acacia-may]

Take Care Of Yourself Masterlist (And Links to All Chapters)

Masterlist with Links to All Chapters of my "Take Care of Yourself" story 💙💜

Story Summary:

Aspiring Demon Slayer Giyu Tomioka is on a quest to prove himself, and he doesn't think it matters too much what happens to him in the process. When he winds up in the hospital again, however, he discovers there is someone who does.

Giyu & Shinobu's relationship through the years and an origin story of how they became friends.

Story Details:

Fandom: Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba

Genre: Friendship, Developing Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Relationships: Giyu Tomioka & Shinobu Kocho Friendship (though I suppose you could take it in a romantic way if you really wanted it to be) [A/N: This story focuses on how their relationship developed over time and how deeply and genuinely they care about each other so how you want to qualify that (platonic or romantic) is really up to you. My intention was to write about their platonic friendship, but I have been told that the final chapter could lean a little more romantic than the others(?) so warnings for that upfront...]

Characters: Giyu Tomioka (POV Character) and Shinobu Kocho. [Kanae Kocho and Sabito are mentioned but do not physically appear in this story. Sanemi Shinazugawa is briefly mentioned once in every chapter as an easter egg for my sister who loves him and encouraged me to write this story in the first place].

Rating: T for Thematic Elements (Please see "Warnings" below for more details)

Warnings: Heavy themes (i.e. grief, emotional trauma, & survivor guilt), mentions of (non-depicted) past deaths, and depiction of injuries as well as some discussion of demon slaying violence related to those injuries. Ch. 3 has some action sequences and mild, non-gory/non-graphic depictions of demon slaying. All chapters contain SPOILERS for and through Ch. 131 of the manga. Ch. 3 & Ch. 4 contain vague spoilers from and through Ch. 163 of the manga and some related foreshadowing.

Word Count: 7573 Total

Link to original post on AO3. Please do not repost to another site.

CHAPTER LINKS (TUMBLR):

CHAPTER 1 LINK

Chapter Description: Aspiring Demon Slayer Giyu Tomioka is on a quest to prove himself, and he doesn't think it matters too much what happens to him in the process. When he winds up in the hospital again, however, he discovers there is someone who does.

Chapter Specific Warnings: Chapter 1 contains spoilers through Ch. 131 of the Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer manga so please proceed with caution if you do not want to be spoiled.

CHAPTER 2 LINK

Chapter Description: Though Giyu tries to take Shinobu's words to heart and take better care of himself, there is only so much someone can do when facing a Lower Moon. When he winds up in the hospital again, Giyu is sure he has disappointed her and waits for her lecture about how he didn’t listen to a word she had said—but it never comes. It seems Shinobu is avoiding him. Somehow this is worse…

Chapter Specific Warnings: Chapter 2 contains very specific spoilers for Ch. 131 of the manga and mentions/discusses a (non-depicted) past death. Please proceed with caution.

CHAPTER 3 LINK

Chapter Description: On yet another joint mission, Water Hashira Giyu and new Insect Hashira Shinobu face off against a formidable adversary. Shinobu insists that being out in the field with him has she finally understand how he keeps getting all of his injuries. However, as she is getting to know him better, she is becoming more of a mystery to him--buried somewhere beneath what she wants him to see and the grief she tries so desperately to keep hidden...

Chapter Specific Warnings: Chapter 3 contains some action sequences and mild, non-gory depictions of demon slaying with some non-serious/non-life-threatening injuries. Spoilers through Ch. 131 of the manga, and some vague spoilers/foreshadowing through Ch. 163 as well as mentions of a (non-depicted) past character death. Please proceed with caution.

CHAPTER 4 LINK

Chapter Description: When Giyu is injured as part of Hashira Training, he visits Shinobu for the first time in a long time. She patches him up once again--teasing him as always about taking better care of himself, but this time, there is something in her voice when she says "I'm not going to be around to patch you up forever, you know?" that gives Giyu pause and makes him wonder: if Kocho is the one who is always telling him to take care of himself, who is there to tell her the same thing? And would she even listen to them if they did? 

Chapter Specific Warnings: Chapter 4 contains spoilers and foreshadowing through Ch. 163 of the manga and has an angsty ending. Apologies in advance for that.

Author's Note: This story's title was inspired by the song "Take Care of Yourself" by Maisie Peters. Links below.

Maisie Peters - Take Care Of Yourself - Lyric Video - YouTube

Thank you so much for reading! 🦋