#shabana gyutaro

[takawbelle]

This is how I wrote them in my Kimetsu Academy AU fic! 😁

Poison Duo ‼️

• Shinobu probably once asked "hey do you want drugs " and Gyutarou be like " HUH "

• Sometimes Gyutaro drags Shinobu to the mall for advice on what to buy things for Ume

• " damn gurl look at your skinny arm " " LOOK AT YOUR SKINNY ASS FIRST "

[just-null]

Have you ever drawn gyutaro or daki? 🤔

m. maybe..

[PROBABLY OLD (SORT OF BAD AND SKETCHY) ART UNDER CUT]

they deserve to be happy. I wish we could've seen how they are outside of battle and somewhere like an upper moon meeting.

i really liked how they were to each other. i cried like a baby during their episode. i love that daki has full confidence that her brother will always protect her no matter what and that gyutaro knows daki will always try to do the same for him even if she'll most likely end up losing or get in more trouble because of it and loves her anyway.

It's a double-edged sword.. shE WENT TO HELL FOR HIM. DJKSAFEKJ REJECTING SALVATION??? CAUSE YOU MADE A PROMISE WITH YOUR BIG BROTHER??? BC TOGETHER YOURE THE STRONGEST????? OH FUCK IM GONNA cRYRFHE

dawg, im actually going to cry. shut the fuck up. SIBLINGS. SIBLINGS!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH, DAWG..........

and ofc, gyutaro head locked my heart

ofc i drew gyuatro, my cult member, HE WAS ONE OF MY BRAIN ROTS

I DREW THIS MAN LIKE MY LIFE WAS ON THE LINE. SKETCH BOOK, TABLET, PHONE, THE CORNERS OF MY NOTEBOOKS, NAPKINS, YOU FUCKING NAME IT. i just wish i could finish drawings......... sobs..........

I WAS YOUNGER AND IN SCHOOLING SO I THOUGHT ITD BE COOL TO HAVE A TUTOR AU WITH GYUTARO SET IN KIMETSU NO GAKUEN WHERE HE TUTORS FOR MONEY...... CAUSE I HEADCANON HIM TO BE A FAST LEARNER?? HE JUST DOESNT GIVE HIMSELF ENOUGH CREDIT CAUSE HES INSECURE AND SOBS.... HE ONLY THINKS HES GOOD FOR BEING UGLY AND SCARING PPL AWAY AND FIGHTING. AGHGHGHHH

THIS FEELS LIKE IM LOOKING BACK ON PHOTOS OF MY PAST LOVER...... GYUTARO..... MY BELOVED... I JUST WANTED HIM PAMPERED...............

SHUT THE FUCK UP //CRIES INTO MY HANDS

HOW DID YOU CLOCK ME SO FUCKING FAST???? DOES IT SHOW ON MY FACE???? IS IT A TELL IM NOT AWARE OF????????

[hawnkoii]

Upper Moons as Demon Slayers au

⚠️ Includes spoilers

⚠️ These are just my own headcanons, nothing serious!

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Michikatsu (Kokushibo)

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Moon Breathing

Age: 27 yrs

- Lives with his wife and two kids.

- His younger twin, Yoriichi, became a demon after his wife and unborn child passed.

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Doma

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Ice breathing

Age: 25 yrs

- Escaped his cult to become a demon slayer.

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Hakuji (Akaza)

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Destruction breathing

Age: 21 yrs

- Lives with his wife, Koyuki.

- They are very happy 🫶

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Hantengu

Rank: Retired Hashira

Breathing Style: Emotions breathing

Age: 80+ yrs

- Son is Urami.

- Trained his 5 grandsons.

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Sekido

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Lighting breathing

Age: 23

- Oldest of the quadruplets.

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Karaku

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Wind Breathing

Age: 23

- Second oldest of the quadruplets.

- Has an uchiwa fan to stunt demons, and a sword to cut their heads off.

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Aizetsu

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Water breathing

Age: 23

- Third oldest of the quadruplets (middle child).

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Urogi

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Avian breathing

Age: 23

- Youngest of the quadruplets.

- Similar to Inosuke in personality and the way he dresses.

- Born with 4 fingers on each hand, and 4 toes on each foot

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Zohakuten

Rank: Hinoto (fourth rank slayer)

Breathing Style: Wood breathing

Age: 15 yrs

- Youngest grandson of Hantengu.

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Gyokko

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Fish breathing

Age: 26

- Hangs around Hantengu and his grandsons on his off days.

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Gyutaro

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Poison breathing

Age: 18 yrs

- Became a demon slayer to protect his sister after being shunned by everyone.

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Daki

Rank: Kanoto (eighth rank slayer)

Breathing Style: Ribbon breathing

Age: 13 yrs

- Wants to be just like her brother!

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Nakime

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Sound breathing

Age: 22 yrs

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Kaigaku

Rank: Hashira

Breathing Style: Thunder breathing

Age: 18 yrs

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Kaigaku got one tapped by Zenitsu, he ain’t making it-

And yes I am drawing the clones and possibly the other characters as demon slayers! :3

[xxninjacatboyxx]

[tamarahtalkstv]

I Mean… The Less Sadness, The Better.

I Just Wanna See Everyone Happy And Healthy.

[colourstreakgryffin]

I have a request to make. Yandere daki and gyutaro with a darling reader who is a yandere magnet and is very panicky as she has a yandere harem constantly following her.

Oooh! Okay! I’ve done this already but it’s different, I suppose! I won’t make them work together! Even if they are siblings, they won’t share!

Yandere! Daki

Daki is outraged by the fact so many humans in the Entertainment District have their eyes on you, and they get far too close for her comfort. No, they are just like her and she won’t stand for it

Daki is bratty, she’s a brat Yandere that whines and complains when you spend more time elsewhere then with her. Yeah, you’re avoiding those other Yanderes like the plague but just come to her, she’s better than being alone in your room all day

Daki will happily mutilate and slaughter her rivals for you. All of her rivals with such twisted disgust, as they dare to try taint her one and only’s beauty with their presences. She even keeps parts of their dead bodies to attack when angered or frustrated, she needs to lash out when she doesn’t get her ways

Yandere! Gyutaro

Gyutaro is much calmer than his sister, with the situation. He hates it a lot, he hates the way you have rush around to avoid all those humans watching you from the sidelines. You’re terrified and he must do all he can to protect the one he loves so dearly

Gyutaro‘s obsession over you makes him pull out all kinds of nasty tricks to ensure nothing can happen to you. He does very smooth manipulation tactics on you so you’ll follow his words mindlessly and be around him constantly, that way, it signs to all the other Yanderes to fuck off

Gyutaro may hurt you but he is doing it out of love. He needs to break your rationality and use your fear of your many stalkers against you so you’ll cling onto him for safety. His delusional fantasies over you treating him like your saviour will come to life, and his excitement over piecing his plan is flooding out

[boa-h]

【Shabana Gyutaro】 January Snow

*i don’t think they had guns back then but let’s just pretend they do

“I still firmly believe— that you’re out there somewhere in this world, waiting for me, as young as you were, as loving as you were.”

Perhaps not many people would believe this, the fact that Shabana Gyutaro has also experienced love in his teenage years of life. A monster like him, a freak, how could he have possibly fallen in love? It’s ridiculous no matter how he thinks of it.

It was the first snow of the year when he met you. The color white dyed the entire town and the snow produced a satisfying crunching sound whenever he stepped on it with his bare feet, snowflakes fell from the sky and he had almost mistaken it for rain. Sudden footsteps appeared behind him and he spun around, sickle pointing at whoever dared to approach him, only to find a girl a head shorter standing there, panting, with a pink fur coat in her hands. He guessed that it was yours.

“Uhm...” You started, “I saw you walking by just now, I noticed that you didn’t have a coat, so please, take this.” You handed your coat to him, “You must be cold.”

Ignoring his dry skin that cracked and turned red due to the weather, and his fingers and legs that slowly turned stiff, “Don’t need it.” He scowled. Are you trying to pity him? You wealthy little girl who has multiple coats, each a different color.

Maybe you’ve never talked to anyone as ugly as him before, or maybe you’re just cold as well, your hands shook and tears swirled in your pretty eyes, “N-no, I insist, I can’t bear walking back home still with the coat I was supposed to give you. Take it, if it makes you feel better then return it when winter ends, you will not owe me anything.” You shoved the coat into his hands and ran as fast as you could back into your yard, tripped by the thick snow multiple times.

Gyutaro watched as you hurried back home, he looked back at the coat in his hands and he wanted to tear it apart and throw it on the ground and stomp it until it was nothing but pieces of dirty and useless cloth. But gosh, it’s so warm, to the point where he doesn’t even want to let go.

The second time he saw you, you were just passing by the street with your maid when he dragged one of his victims out of the brothel he was in. Gyutaro flung the man onto the hard earth and pointed his weapon at the victim’s throat. Murmurs were heard throughout the street yet they only made Gyutaro’s smile bigger.

“Now, pay up.” He taunted.

When the gold coins clinked in Gyutaro’s hands and when the man hurriedly scrambled away, he turned around, meeting your eyes. One of your hands covered your mouth and the other clung onto your maid’s sleeves, his surprised expression turned into a frown, and then his lips curved upwards again as he walked to you. Your maid tried to block him but one simple shove from him made her lose balance. You took a step back and he giggled. See, even you’re afraid of him, just like everyone else.

“Got something to say to me? Miss.” He was dangerously close to the point you can feel the heat radiating from his slim body. You looked everywhere but his eyes trying to think of something, would he be mad if you just simply shook your head?

Maggot, dimwit, idiot, good-for-nothing, useless, disgrace, freak, monster. He imagined everything you could call him, hitting him with dirt and rocks on the floor, tripping over your own feet, and then begging for mercy when he decides to kill you.

…

Too long.

You were taking too long.

“Come on, come on! Say something, man, you’re taking too damn long!” He raised his voice, scratching his neck in frustration.

“Um!” Startled, you blurted out the first thing in your mind, “You’re not wearing the coat I gave you, please wear it, it’s still very cold outside!” Immediately lowering your head, embarrassed of what just came out of your mouth. Gyutaro stared at you, wide-eyed, mouth agape.

“Don’t give me that crap…” He muttered.

“Eh–?”

“I said don’t give me that crap!!” He shouted, raising his sickle, accidentally slicing across your cheek, blood oozed out of the small yet deep cut instantly, “You say those things like you actually care! I hate people like you, I bet you think you’re the nicest person in this whole world, huh?! I bet it’s nice to have a nice house with maids to look after you, niiiice for you, mannn, niiice for youu… a person like you doesn't have to bring warmth to someone like me, and I don’t need your pity either. Go kill yourself.” His words were like fangs coated with venom, tears flowed down your cheeks and mixed in with the crimson blood that has yet to be stopped. Your hands pressed onto your wound, it hurts. It hurts.

Gyutaro stared at the direction you ran off to, all he could hear was your muffled sobbing and it made him want to tear his ears off. He hates the way you cry, it makes him frustrated and when he’s frustrated he can’t stop scratching himself, until his skin gets stuck under his dirty fingernails, until the tip of his fingers are dyed red.

And then he never saw you again until spring came. Gyutaro always walks back to that place he called home and then pass by your house, and everytime he tries to look through the windows he sees nothing. Not you, not your maids, not your parents, no one. When winter ended, he stood on your front porch, holding your poorly washed pink furry coat in his hands that were red and numb from being in the cold water stream for too long. His hand was raised, ready to knock on the door any second, yet he paused, hesitating like a teenage boy who had just fallen in love. He stayed in his position for at least 15 minutes, his forearm cold like a corpse as his blood struggled to flow in his raised arm. Until the door opened.

You stood there as beautiful as you were a few months ago, the cut he accidentally gave you remained as a scar on your skin. You looked up at him, surprised by his presence, yet remained quiet, waiting patiently for him to say something.

“I… I came back to give back your coat.” He said, dryly, handing over your coat.

“... Thank you for returning it.” You bowed your head as thanks.

Gyutaro watched as your delicate hands reached for the coat that looks like it’s been used everyday for years, and then suddenly he no longer wants to give back your coat. Someone like you touching something that has been used by him seems terrifying, like a drop of ink in a glass of milk. It was a sin— a sin greater than anything else.

He clung onto the coat until he realized that he was clutching onto it, hesitantly, he released his grip. He watched as you passed the coat to your maid, who then took it inside the house.

Gyutaro awkwardly stood in front of you, staring at your peaceful smiling face in silence. Awkwardness took over the air, for him at least.

“Come in and have some tea.” You broke the silence, offering a cup of tea in gratitude for him giving back the coat.

Gyutaro froze in place. Go inside and have tea? What kind of sick joke… You can’t have someone like him dirting your floors, especially after giving you that nasty cut, or what he thought was a nasty cut, on a pretty face like yours. “No- no, I’m good, man. My sister’s waiting for me to go back home. Maybe some other day.” He says.

“Okay.” You said, smiling calmly as always, and Gyutaro’s hand rose up to his nape, scratching it in a kind of frustration he can’t even find.

And there he unintentionally created another chance to see you again. Until the long summer days finally came to an end, and winter passed halfway.

“Hey, Gyutaro-kun! Let’s go to the New Years Festival today! Bring Ume-chan with you, please?” You called his name like you always did, asking him to accompany you wherever you go.

“Sure.” He grumbled, different from when you first knew him, different from denial and rejection.

Colorful fireworks exploded into the night sky, creating a beautiful contrast. It was truly the happiest moment of your life, welcoming the new year with good friends, not worrying about a thing in this world, about your parents who never come back home.

But happiness doesn't last. A sound that sounded like fireworks came from the crowd, a person dropped down onto the floor, a crimson red pooled beneath him, and the people around him screamed.

“Someone’s dead!”

“Help!”

“Who did that!?What’s happening!?”

And then everything else was a blur. People were running in all directions as more gunshots went off, and fires started to spread from all the knocked over food stalls. More and more people ended up dead on the floor, and people stepped over anything and everything to escape.

“We have to go!” Gyutaro called your name while holding onto Ume. As he finally got a grasp on your wrist, someone collapsed onto the hem of your kimono.

No way… Why now!?

You panicked and tried to yank out your kimono but your feet already took their steps. Tripping over, someone stepped directly onto your back, knocking the air out of you, before the wooden support post of a nearby food stall collapsed right on top of your lower body. You cried in pain.

“Hurry! Get up!” Gyutaro screamed, yanking you with his hands before trying to lift up the support post.

“I… I can’t…!” Tears pooled in your eyes, “Don’t worry about me, just go. Go back with Ume. I’ll be okay, someone will come soon, to help, I’ll be fine.” You shoved on his hand, “Come back later when you get Ume home, I’ll be fine.”

Gyutaro opened his mouth as if to protest, but watching all the chaos going on, and your pleading eyes. “Okay, wait for me, I’ll be back soon.” Slowly, he let go of your hand, and that was the last time he ever touched your warm hands.

You muffled your sobs with your kimono sleeves as you watched him disappear into the chaos with Ume.

No, don’t leave. It hurts. Don’t leave me alone. Help me. Don’t leave me.

White snow started falling from the sky and the fires died down. Tears dried on your face and your vision started to blur. The snow fell on your body like a white blanket as if the sky was mourning for you.

When Gyutaro returned, all he could find was your already cold and stiff body, his hands shook with fear as they reached for yours. Your empty eyes that were still opened stared into his, cut and bruises littered over your body yet you were still as beautiful as always. His hand gently covered your eyes and brought your eyelids down.

“Didn’t you say you were going to be alright?”

Gyutaro gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot with anger and sadness. His sickle that he brought with him cut down the wooden support post, and he carried your body out and slowly brought you back home. He watched helplessly as your maids cried over your body, and suddenly he wanted to cry too.

He wasn’t there at your funeral. He was scared, afraid. Afraid of those hollow eyes that stared into his, as if your death was all on him, as if you were blaming him for everything that happened.

“She wouldn’t do that.” Ume immediately opposed his thoughts. “She’s the nicest person I’ve ever met! If she didn’t die, she would’ve married you. If you think she hates you, then you’re just speaking ill of her.” Tears pooled in her eyes as she cried to defend you with everything she’s got.

Gyutaro looked down at the tattered and molded tatami he’s sitting on. “I wish I married her.” He simply stated.

Even after becoming a demon and losing all his memories, he always knew that there were once someone in this world who loved him. Even when his head got cut off, he still firmly believes, that you’re still out there somewhere in this world, waiting for him, as young as you were, as loving as you were.

And the next time he opened his eyes, you were right there.

[engel-hageshii]

💚💚 my Gyutaro funko is here 💚💚

he is so pretty and very well detailed too!! I love him so much!!

[kismetrix]

I'm trying so hard to color this but I haven't touched a tablet in years and I can't remember how I used to do it

[silly-toji]

spidersona this spidersona that

gurl, gyutaro and shigaraki as the prowler

[bokutosbiceps]

50k likes !!

according to tumblr, "holy moly" i've hit 50k likes on this blog 😁

with that being said, i wanted to show my appreciation by letting y'all choose the character i will be writing for next (wow, i've never done this before)

y'all know the drill...after this poll finishes, i'll make another w prompts for the character y'all selected 💞

[ghooostea]

hashira gyutaro is my muse now d( > _・ )

and here's gyutaro being kind of a good big brother

[gyutarowritings]

You wake up in the middle of the night to frantic shuffling beside you. The sound of sobs hit your ears and the grip around you tightens.

You wrap your arms around your lover. Comforting them like they had done to you.

Sanemi, Gyutaro, Genya, Obanai, Giyuu, Akaza

[jinmelon]

KYAAAAA these are so interesting to readddd

[xxninjacatboyxx]

AO3 Kaigaku Slash Relationship statistics 2023

(Inspired by phantomstatistician)

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This pie chart isn't entirely accurate due to my own incompetency with making charts, however this is sufficient as a rough estimation of what the shipping %'s look like for the specific character mentioned above. Below is the inputted data for the chart made.

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Random Upper Moon Post #1

The Upper Moons and Affections

Akaza

Likes very gentle touch. Grazes over his markings, his lips, his forehead. The softest touch has him livid

Akaza doesn’t know why he doesn’t like affection if it doesn’t feel like the lightest feather

Akaza likes hand kisses the most. Giving and receiving, he loves it both ways, no matter what

Affection for him has his heart fluttering and his defence to drop. He becomes softer when he’s feeling affectionate or wants affection

Gyutaro

Get over here and sit on his lap so he can run his fingers over your face and admire your beauty

Gyutaro is surprisingly gentle. He touches you softly and he loves it when you squish his cheeks softly

He likes it when you touch his waist and chest the most. Drawing randomly on his cold skin has his head spinning

Gyutaro is a lip kisser and a head massager. Give him quick pecks and run your hands through his hair to calm him down in a instant

Daki

The literal queen of kisses. Her kisses are definitely a bit rough, like her want and give type of affection

Bite on her lips or her cheek, she likes it a lot. She’ll do it back as her fingers poke at your thighs teasingly

Daki has a habit of using her Obi to force your hands onto her head so you’ll gently pat her head and her hair

Daki likes it when you lay your head on her lap as she braids your hair carefully

Hantengu

If gentle affection is a want for Akaza, even gentler affection is required for Hantengu

He is so weak and pathetic. Press your lips on his forehead and show off how much you want to protect him, give him your love

Hantengu likes cuddling laying down, his head pressed on your chest. Hearing your heartbeat and your breathing has him rolling

His clones are the exact same. They like the feeling of your fingers drawing circles on their skin and lips kissing their cheeks/forehead

Douma

Seriously. Does not care if you jump onto his lap and flop down. Soft or rough, Douma appreciates your attention

He personally prefers being a bit rough with his affection giving. He may hug slightly harder or kiss slightly deeper but he won’t hurt you

Douma likes it when you comb your nails through his hair. He practically starts purring at the feeling

Quite the clingy demon. He wants to wrap his legs around you and hold you to his chest tightly all the time!

Kokushibo

Like most of the Upper Moons, Kokushibo is a soft affection lover. Gentle kisses on his lips or his nose, he is biting back his pleased noises

Kokushibo wants to feel your head on his shoulder and your arms around his as you nap. His chest flutters

Kisses your hair quite a lot, his hands massaging your tense muscles slightly harder then his usual touch

Loves it when you rise up and kiss the bridge of his nose. He almost wants you to kiss his lips or nose until they fall off

Gyokko

Much more of a hugger then a kisser. He much prefers to feel your warm body against his pot

Gyokko gladly shifts into his ultimate form so he can feel your soft skin and rub his cheek against yours

He’ll reward you with loving kisses at rare times whilst he’ll regularly cuddle to your side and wrap himself around you

Gyokko has so many blankets for you to sleep comfortably so he can get to work. He runs his ghostly-like hands over your back to ease you