#v; wolf breather (kny au)

[wolfvirago]

Robin's updated KNY AU appearance!

[shibemuses-a]

@lovelyhashiraa - from this

“Hey, you alright?” Robin once more posed the question, hoping she hadn’t surprised the other girl too much. While the scent she picked up was somewhat demonic, there was no stench of  blood at all. At that realization, though, the slayer remembered the story the upper butterfly girls had told her. 

Oh. This was the Kamado girl. The one that was docile, supposedly going to be cured someday. Robin couldn’t be too harsh, not when this poor child seemed... almost sad. Hence the question, asked twice.

“I’m sorry if I scared you. I don’t mean any harm. I’m just going for a walk, it’s hard to sleep...”

[wolfvirago]

Some Robin x Kyojuro doodles, ft @wystirea

also some symbolism of them both having their eyes closed, foretelling their deaths before they can become a proper couple

[shibemuses-a]

@lovelyhashiraa​ - from this

“I’d appreciate that.” Robin was new to this concept of honey and tea being used together, so the idea was something she could focus her mind on. Usually her days were spent researching and training, trying to find the right path forward or some way to get stronger. Her nights were demon hunts. Sleep didn’t come very easily anymore.

At least then she had raw tiredness to put her to bed. Now, stuck in training, she didn’t have the method she had before. Nothing seemed to be clicking and the slayer desperately wanted it to, so her battle with that lower moon hadn’t been all for nothing.

(It had been so painful, watching my friend become that. Being the one to put him down. That’s why I can’t sleep. I see his face.)

Perhaps if she felt comfortable enough during their tea session, she could ask the hashira the dogging question that never stopped relenting her brain in the quiet.

[wolfvirago]

spreading the renobin agenda thanks to aria.draws

@wystirea + @brdcge

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♥ for kyo?

Send me a ♥ for a kiss! [accepting] [x]

Timelines split and fracture, lines weaving in the cosmos. Fragments of this world clink together, spinning and winding. In a way nobody could ever know, the world has changed. In their original life... She never saw Kyojuro again. He had gone to battle, a mission on the Infinite Train to slay a supposed Lower Moon. All that came back home was his haori and blade guard. In that loneliness, the then Wolf Hashira focused all her efforts, all her emotions into aiding the final quest of the demon slayers. 

She had died alone.

But in this world? In this world, Kyojuro did come home. Robin had been there every step of the way for his recovery, student and teacher, now allies, side by side in those long autumn days in the hospital wing.

Winter had come, yet Robin couldn’t find any cold even when snow had blanketed the estate. She had gone away for her mission, only just returning with a bruised rib, needing to rehabilitate in the same old estate where she and the eldest Rengoku bade their time.

Robin had expected to walk quietly to the hospital wing, to maybe sneak a peek at her love, to smooth the hair from his face while he slept or just smile if he had awoken. What she didn’t expect was to see him up and about-- walking. He was standing under the old cherry tree, a burning red and gold amongst whites and gray.

The slayer began running. Her feet sloshed noisily and clumsily in the snow, faster, faster, until she laughed aloud, mist bursting from her mouth and fanning around reddened cheeks.

“Kyou-chan!!” Her nickname, just for him. Her elation burning bright until she took his hands in her own, tugging him forward, not stopping to think her decision over for one second. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him, hand cradling his burning cheek, drawing to his flame like a moth.

When they part, she laughs, not having to hide her feelings, her true desires anymore, nor the joy she had received upon seeing him again. If they were going to die... She didn’t plan on doing it alone.

“I missed you.” 

@wystirea

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@fcundfamily - muichiro - kny au starter

"Alright! Listen up, pups!" There was a murmuring of confused voices, slayer corps members of various ages just staring at the Wolf Hashira with some concern over her verbage.

Regardless, she had their attention, and she continued.

"My training is going to be easy. I know how hard the others have pushed you, and some of you have had to leave their training regiments early. I'll be more forgiving than some of them..." A few hopeful faces, soft whispers. Robin smirks.

"The test is simple. You're going to run. Run, and hope that I don't catch you. You'll be using every sense like true hunters in the wild to avoid my jaws. Got it? And oh... If I do catch you, you'll have a second chance to run again. But don't think it'll be child's play, okay~?"

A pause. The corps members stared blankly, almost in disbelief. But then the hashira crossed her arms and barked out loud,

"GET TO IT!" And they were off.

Except... Oh. That wasn't a lowly corps trainee. Someone had stayed behind, a young slayer she recognized from her first meeting.

"Tokito-kun? I didn't expect to see you. Oh." Blue eyes widen, and she fidgets. "Are we supposed to take the other hashira's training too? Cause I'm very behind."

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It was never "Nezuko." The slayers and hashira had always called her "Kamado girl" or "Kamado's sister." Or just "demon." Robin hadn't always piped up, but she realized quietly she probably should have. Nezuko needed to have a good standing if she wanted to live.

Gently, the wolf slayer's battle worn hand ran over the younger's long, unruly hair. Trying to smooth any tangles without digging into the strands too much. She wanted to soothe rather than prick at a possibly sensitive skull. Then again, did demons feel pain?

"Nezuko-chan." Spoken softly, tenderly. "How about for tonight, we have a girls night?" Robin smiled warmly.

"We can brush each other's hair, gossip about boys. Watch the stars. Maybe go catch beetles in the yard. Something like how it was when we were kids." Tilting her head, curls bouncing, the elder gazed upon the demon child.

"How's that sound?"

@brdcge

she had so many things to say. so many things to feel. unspoken grief and rage that buried itself into her chest like a parasite. she wanted nothing more than to rip her own heart out, just to make it stop.

but she wouldn't. she was kind. she liked being kind. she wanted to be kind. even after all the ire and pain and bloodshed -- she wanted to be kind.

" they don't even give me a name. " comes the reply to robin. " do you ever hear them? i am kamado's sister, she who conquered the sun, but never nezuko. and it's so ... it's so angering. " a shake of her head. " i can't even be mad about it. one wrong move and it'll prove them all right. "

" that i'm a demon -- and that's all i ever will be or was. "

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Thinking about hashira Robin’s training being “an easy game of hide and seek!” But the trick is that she’s hunting the trainees gjgkkgg

Tanjiro does well bc he can use his sense of smell like she can and he just hides out of the wind when he can

If you’ll indulge me, I can see Rengoku (if he lives AU) and Robin sharing a estate and she sort of is like. Helping him with getting his stamina back post Mugen Train. He could be part of the training where if you are caught, he’s like the second chance Robin “mercifully” offers

And everyone just “lol Rengoku is slow now and uses a cane, he can’t catch us—“

Lmao. Nope, he still catches em and just WHACK with the cane fjgkg

also I might write an open starter for this for my kny friends and au havers

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why don’t you just come back down here and we can talk through this together. / sora !!

NATIONAL TREASURE (2004) PROMPTS [accepting] [x]

From her perch in the trees, the slayer said nothing. She just stuck her tongue out at Sora, childishly. Nope. She wasn't coming down. Not when she had made a fool of herself out there amongst the villagers.

"No. Make me." Yes, it was foolish of her to act this way. But the damage had been done, and she was going to mope until sunset, so she could redeem herself by slaying the demons.

"They laughed at me, Sora-chan!"

@ephamerel

[wolfvirago]

Robin's KNY AU reference.

[wolfvirago]

@marblewon - demon sl.ayer au

Robin always had a strong sense of smell... Like her mother before her. It was fostered and grown into something helpful, a weapon in fighting the demons. Even as a child, she was preparing for a night like this one.

Their perch on the tree's welcoming branches couldn't last. Their prey laid ahead, crows having told of a demon consuming any hunters or merchants who tried to use the mountain pass. The old folks in the village called it a tengu... So they most likely had something with wings to deal with.

Regardless, the battle plan in her head isn't allowed to develop any further. Nor can she speak it to Sae-byeok, to try and get her ally's opinion. Instead they're rushing into the mountains, searching the wind for signs of the foe.

"Keep an eye above you too," The wolf breather manages to announce, "The elders called it a tengu... S'probably gonna have wings."

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i’ve never been so happy to be proven wrong. / shinobu !!

NATIONAL TREASURE (2004) PROMPTS [accepting] [x]

All she could do was stare at Shinobu, as if the hashira's cheerful voice had become the most grating thing in the world at that very moment.

Sure, Robin liked Shinobu, thought she was cool as hell for slaying demons with poisons. But waiting until the last moment to help out the Wolf breather just to test out a hypothesis was admittedly not cool.

She couldn't think of anything snarky to say back, head pounding from the toll of battle still wearing on. So she just stared, deadpanned, while waiting for Shinobu to notice.

@ephamerel

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A breeze swept through the courtyard, earning a very relieved sigh from the wolf. She was running hot from their training, the exercise sorely needed after the bout of inactivity she had faced. It was especially hard to get back on her feet, what with the death of her closest companion and teacher...

She hadn't told Nezuko yet, but Oyakata-sama's wife had approached her with a message on the Master's behalf. Robin could create her own hashira post, since she had reached the number of demons slain... And also had a recommendation letter from the deceased mentor.

The thing was that Robin wasn't even sure she deserved to be a pillar for the corps. Not when she couldn't be there for the person she loved.

All smiles, the blonde returns to the engawa, sitting down and laying her practice sword beside her, grabbing a towel to dry her sweat dotted forehead.

"Could you tell me what you saw, exactly?"

Nezuko froze before looking back over her shoulder at Robin. Maybe she had a point… She only really discovered this breathing style a few months ago when she fought Rui, the memory of her father performing this dance coming to her in her time of need. She had grown from not even knowing what the style was to being able to use each form in battle in just a few months. She just couldn’t use the forms consecutively…yet. She still had more to go. She couldn’t save her brother unless she mastered this art.

Even so, Robin’s words made her feel like she had a chance. She has already come so far. That means she could go even further. The realization gave Nezuko a renewed sense of hope. She could do this… She could master Hinokami Kagura. She had to for Tanjiro’s sake.

“Maybe Tanjiro knows…” Nezuko said as she walked over to the wooden porch of the building before them. She picked up a gourd of water and drank from it before continuing. “It’s kind of hard for me to remember that far back, actually… We were both very young. I only remember because the memory came to me when I needed it. I don’t know if Tanjiro remembers.” Nor did she know how to communicate this with him… But she was happy to try.

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[wolfvirago]

❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜ demon kyo for kny robin //

horror themed sentence starters [accepting] [x]

"Kyou-chan." Robin shuddered violently, feeling her heart freeze in several places. Her body was trembling, unable to stop.

Even if she wanted to look away, to turn away and forget... She couldn't. Not when this was Kyojuro. Her flame. Someone she had considered her very best and only friend.

"You said we would be partners, right? You remember that, don't you?" Her voice sounds so far away. It sounds like a child's voice, raspy with tears and sleepiness. She feels pathetic. Broken.

She should be happy. But how could one be happy when a funeral was just held for a boy you loved, only for him to be alive but not HIMSELF??

Robin could smell the rot. Smell the way his soul was slowly being swallowed and eaten by the fox that has claimed him. And maybe it's some stupid, selfish part of her body, but she feels like becoming a monster too, if only to save him from that rot.

Oh Mrs. Fox, don't take an umbrella. Let us retrieve the lost road to love. Behind this torii lies my body and The daimyo's procession, the corps(e) guards

"Please. I can help you." The sword unceremoniously dropped to her side, knees touching the dirt. A prayer for a foolish soul and love lost.

@wystirea