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anime-to-the-t · 2 months
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sarcastic-kaz · 5 months
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Tanjiro: oh by the way Zenitsu, thank you for telling me how to use Thunder Breathing! It really helped against Upper Four! Zenitsu: wait what Tanjiro, who can use like four different breathing styles: Zenitsu, who can only use one form from his breathing style: Genya in the bed beside Tanjiro, who can't use breathing styles at all: Genya: gee, you want a medal?
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koikagare · 1 month
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(not my art, found on a wallpaper app. This is solely a fan blog. 私のアートではありません。壁紙アプリにありました。これは単なるファンブログです。)
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brookestar4 · 9 months
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Giyu from Demon Slayer. Honestly not sure how to feel about this piece 😅 anyway enjoy ✨
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water----hashira · 1 month
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sccredhead · 8 months
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Water Breathing is so pretty 🌊🌊🌊
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cathianemelian · 2 years
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My favorite Hashira, Giyu Tomioka ! The one who reshaped fate by giving Tanjiro a chance.
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stuckinthewrongworld · 10 months
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@the-east-art took the challenge and smashed it! She designed my Demon Slayer OC and did cute little arts of the breathing styles like examples I found on Pinterest. I came up with the 10th breathing style, but the rest were from the Demon Slayer Fan Wiki.
Meet Yamagawa Kiyuki, the Snow Hashira. Kiyuki's family resided in the mountains near a small town and were fisherman by trade. She had a rough childhood, as her parents did not get along, so there was a lot of fighting. Kiyuki's younger brother was treated well, as he was set up to take over the fishing trade. Meanwhile, Kiyuki started to become treated like a burden.
Kiyuki was born during a terrible snow storm and was born with white in her hair and ice blue eyes. Her parents thought she was touched by some sort of snow kami. However, as she got older, suitors did not want to take her, as they looked at it more as a curse. So Kiyuki's parents were burdened with her being in their home longer than expected.
One day, Kiyuki's father and brother did not return from a trip to the market to sell that days haul. Kiyuki's mother went to look for them, but she never returned either. Kiyuki set out to locate her family and in doing so, found her mother on the brink of death. Her mother was able to mutter out the Kiyuki's father and brother were being devoured by a beast that turned on her. Kiyuki's mother blamed Kiyuki, saying she was cursed, then died.
Never getting a chance to learn the fishing trade because she was a girl, Kiyuki struggled to make ends meet. One day she runs into some demon slayers and explains her situation. Kiyuki no longer wants to feel helpless and they direct her to Master Urokodaki, since water breathing is one of the easier techniques to learn. Kiyuki locates Master Urokodaki and he trains her in Water Breathing, but she doesn't quite pick up on it.
Master Urokodaki contacts his old student, the current Water Hashira, Tomioka Giyuu, and asks him to take Kiyuki on as his tsuguko, which he reluctantly does. Under Giyuu's training, Kiyuki creates her own breathing technique in the form of Snow Breathing, which is heavily influenced by Water Breathing, but altered in a way that makes it easier for Kiyuki to perform. Kiyuki even is able to create her own version of Giyuu's Water Breathing Eleventh Form which she calls Crystalline Silence.
Snow Breathing First Form: Ice Breaker
Snow Breathing Second Form: Ice Wheel
Snow Breathing Third Form: Snow Drift
Snow Breathing Fourth Form: Roaring Frost
Snow Breathing Fifth Form: Hibernation
Snow Breathing Sixth Form: Blizzard
Snow Breathing Seventh Form: Freezing Wind, Piercing Cold
Snow Breathing Eight Form: Icicle Rain
Snow Breathing Nineth Form: Dancing on Thin Ice
Snow Breathing Tenth Form: Crystalline Silence
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libertastandem · 4 months
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My roman empire:
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She was so tired...
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kozmicmizuu · 6 months
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brain rot is going crazy all of a sudden, i love these four. i love them sm i want more content of them pls 🙏 they are so family coded
sabito, looking at the ground: um- sensei..? would you be mad if hypothetically speaking, like it’s super hypothetical, if i accidentally chopped off giyuu’s ponytail while using real swords for training?
urokodaki: …is that why giyuu’s currently sobbing on his knees screaming at the sky?
sabito: … yes..
makomo: aww man… i wanted to do giyuu’s hair… :(
giyuu, hysterically crying: I CANT HAVE ANYTHING
urokodaki: i can’t have peace.
a few hours later
giyuu: does my hair look okay?
sabito: yeah! it looks great dude!
makomo: your hair is so soft and fluffy…
giyuu: thanks…!
urokodaki: i’m going to be honest…
giyuu: i don’t like that
urokodaki: you kinda look like me when i had my black hair, but without the tiny ponytail.
giyuu: oh! that’s… so cool!
urokodaki: not very subtle proud dad noises
short hair giyuu is so cute and his family loves it too
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fuminu-chan · 8 months
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danicadenniss · 1 month
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Water Breathing Style
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sarcastic-kaz · 2 months
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happy birthday giyuu!!! have some angst, have some fluff!
link to ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53172199/chapters/135767104
Giyuu readied his sword into a position he often found himself in.
From dawn until he had to return to patrol, Giyuu slaved away at becoming stronger. Faster. Better. Maybe then he would deserve his rank. Make Sabito’s sacrifice worth it.
With a huffing Breath, Giyuu focused on the bamboo stick in front of him. The servants in the Water Estate behind him had begun to start making breakfast, the family who’d tended to the grounds for generations chatting with each other as they went along their routine.
Sweat dripped down his brow as Giyuu’s calf muscle spasmed, the soles of his feet searing with pain. His eyes locked on, uncaring towards all the thinly sliced pieces scattered around the Water Estate's training grounds.
There was supposed to be nothing showing. His body, still as the surface of water. Everything invisible, though under the surface, a raging storm of currents would be about. His sword barely scratching the peace on the water, yet cutting down anything below the calm waves.
Total Concentration Breathing.
Water Breathing.
Eleventh Form.
Dead Calm.
Bring his katana around. Faster than Sabito's, back when they were young and naive towards the true cruelties of demons. Back when their biggest concerns were the callauses forming on their small hands and going to visit the seaside when they were older.
He was an ocean. That was what Urokodaki-san told him. Keep a calm impression, but below, the churning waters would not be able to be stopped, drowning anything he wanted and ripping it all apart viciously.
Deep Breaths, Giyuu reminded himself.
Why was it so hard to breathe?
His ears rang as stars danced behind his eyelids. Giyuu loosened his grip on his katana, the sword falling to the ground. He clutched at his chest through the fabrics of his kimono, mouth choking for air while his hands grasped at dirt.
Hm. His fingers felt tingly. Was that normal? Giyuu's head was spinning, a raggedy breath strung out from his lungs, quietly exhaled.
Something made it past his muffled hearing. Was it shouting? Giyuu couldn't hear himself think.
"He doesn't have a pulse!" Giyuu's eyes shut. Then, it felt like he was being crushed at the depths of the sea.
The Water Hashira's consciousness returned for a glimpse as his eyes peeped open. Shinazugawa sneered, looking down at Giyuu through long lashes. "Tch. Not so high and mighty anymore, huh Tomioka?" 
"Mnnnf." Giyuu groaned, reaching out blindly and managing to grab the Wind Hashira's open uniform. With an almost stunned step, the man shook it off and continued his trek to the Butterfly Mansion.
The newest hashira had been passing near the Water Estate on his way to a long-term mission, when one of the servants had run to him sobbing that their master had died.
Quick inspection, however, found that Tomioka Giyuu actually had a heartbeat. A sluggish one, but enough so that Sanemi would pick up his colleague in a princess carry to transport to their organization's hospital.
Sanemi sighed, looking down at Tomioka's serene face. Damn, they were only seventeen.
Late afternoon sun shone to Giyuu's eyelids, making the Water Hashira wake.
Laying down, Giyuu slowly blinked his eyes as the sun cast right into them. Where was he? What just happened? When the Water Hashira gathered his thoughts, he immediately recognized the location.
The Butterfly Mansion.
Giyuu scrambled out of the uncomfortable bed, springs squeaking as his bare feet his the cold wood floors. Stumbling forwards, Giyuu caught himself on the wall and leaned heavily on it as his vision spun and blacked out and became too bright. With a small, shy groan, Giyuu clutched at his head. 
Damn it. He messed up the Eleventh Form. The ringing in his ears subsided, yet the floor was still shaking as Giyuu unscrewed his facial expression.
He had to get out.
Giyuu’s fingers trembled as they struggled to open the window, gritting his teeth as he steadied his legs. Why wouldn’t the window open? It usually did, in the Butterfly Mansion.
“What’s going on?” Giyuu felt himself freeze as a boisterous voice echoed from the doorway. Slowly turning, the Sound Hashira leaned languidly against the frame, shock evident on his face. Footsteps came closer as Giyuu remained standing beside the window, caught in the act. 
“Tomioka-san?” Kochou’s mouth dropped open. “Are you trying to leave through the window?”
“What the fuck.” Shinazugawa murmured, as Giyuu felt his face burn.
“This isn’t the first time.” Another huffy voice came from the hallway, making the hashira turn. There stood the Flower Hashira’s younger sister, Shinobu. She carried a load of laundry against her hip with her uniform sleeves rolled up. “He’s escaped his rooms as soon as he wakes up, what, five times? I just put him into this room where the windows don’t open.”
They turned back to Giyuu, who felt himself heat up even more. The hashira did not need to know that.
"Well then," Himejima huffed, "I suppose we must keep an eye on Tomioka."
"I mean, a window escapade? And multiple? Flamboyant!" Uzui made a gesture with his hand. "Didn't know that you had it in you, Tomioka!"
Giyuu opened and shut his mouth. What was he supposed to say? They would all make fun of him, for sure. A grown man trying to escape a hospital room via window? Pure comedy. Gods, Giyuu was so stupid.
Then, they'd all be looking after him as if he was just a small child. Something not to be trusted, something unreliable. That was what the Stone Hashira said. To keep him trapped inside white walls, keep his voice locked away.
Giyuu already did that to himself, though.
"Look, your heart basically stopped. Where the fuck did you think you were going?" Shinazugawa spat.
"It is very dangerous!" Kochou huffed and nodded in a serious facade, before switching right back into a nervous expression. "Stop standing, Tomioka-san, go back to bed!"
Before Giyuu could start to protest, Uzui had held him up underneath the arms while Himejima untucked the bed. The two huge hashira forced Giyuu right back under the covers.
"Here, my wives can make you a flashy meal!" Uzui ruffled Giyuu's hair, to which the Water Hashira flinched to. Uzui stopped, looking down towards his bedridden colleague.
"His head must be in terrible pain," Kochou explained, "when the heart stops, even for such a short amount of time, the head takes the worst impact."
"We must pray for your health, Tomioka." Himejima continued. "Who knows the reason your heart stopped in the first place."
Giyuu mumbled something. Shinazugawa snapped. "Oi, say it louder! Not everyone can read minds!"
"It was on purpose." Giyuu cleared his throat to get at least the Wind Hashira to hear. All the hashira slowly turned to look at their quieter coworker.
"...you can do it too?" Uzui's response made the other three only more horrified.
"The hell is wrong with you two freaks?!" Shinazugawa yelled.
"You can't be saying anything, marechi." Himejima replied.
"Neither can you, Himejima-san." Kochou said in a singsong voice, before directing her attention to the patient in bed. "Why would you try and stop your heart from beating?"
"Not stop it," Giyuu corrected, "slow it down."
Silence filled the room. Giyuu fidgeted with the edge of the blanket. All eyes were on him. Judging him.
"Why would you think to do that?" Himejima finally asked.
"Water Breathing," Giyuu answered, "I'm creating a new form."
"I thought that Water Breathing was the oldest style," Shinazugawa blinked, "Thunder and Wind following. Nobody's succeeded in making a whole new form to such an old technique."
"I know." Giyuu swallowed. How much more talking would he have to do? The sooner the hashira left, the quicker he would find his shoes and sneak out the door instead of the window.
"I think you shouldn't do it anymore." Kochou huffed. "Why would you even slow down your own heartrate for a form of Breathing Style?!"
They watched as the Flower Hashira left the room. Uzui turned back to the rest of them. "So, escaping through windows. You know how to pick locks?"
"No," Giyuu replied.
"Yes," Shinazugawa answered at the same time. They all looked at the newest hashira, who shot a dirty look before snapping his head away.
"How would you get out then, Tomioka?" Himejima wondered. 
"I can force the window open." Giyuu microscopically shrugged. "I try not to damage it permanently, though."
Uzui cackled, patting Giyuu on the back with surprising gentleness, shooting a goofy grin at the seventeen year old. "Well, I'll be back with the trio and some good food! Don't force open the window just yet, Tomioka!"
Shinazugawa started rubbing his nape in an almost embarrassed manner. "I mean, this might not be much, but whenever one of my lil siblings or I would get sick, my mom used to make us some hachimitsu-lemon tea. No sneaking off just yet."
Giyuu blinked as the albino also left the room. He glanced over at the last hashira left in the room. 
"I will be meditating here, Tomioka. Please stay put, we would not want to lose a valuable hashira such as yourself." Himejima sighed, lowering himself to the ground. 
Giyuu flinched. Himejima didn't seem to know what he was saying. Maybe he said that to all the placeholder hashira, before they died. That made more sense.
Giyuu remained tense underneath the covers for another period of time, while the rest of the world moved around. What was he supposed to do? He was too afraid to move, with Himejima in the room. Kochou's fluttery voice could be heard outside, talking to Shinazugawa.
The door burst open. Himejima looked up from his praying while Giyuu jumped. In the doorway stood the Wind and Flower Hashira, both with cups in their hands.
"Here. Drink." Shinazugawa held out the steaming cup of tea to Giyuu, mouth twisted into a disgruntled grimace yet eyes watchjng caeefully to see how Giyuu reacted.
Reaching out, Giyuu remained mindful of the heat as he took a sip. After tasting it for a second and swallowing, Giyuu looked back to the new hashira.
"Did you just squeeze the lemon?" Giyuu asked. "It's very refreshing."
"They had some in the kitchen, so..." Shinazugawa shrugged nonchalantly. "You'd better get better soon, I'm not covering your patrol area!"
Giyuu glanced back down at the mug of tea. "Of course, Shinazugawa."
"Hmph!" Shinazugawa rolled his eyes, plopping down onto the bed. Giyuu's eyes widened a fraction before shuffling over to make room for the Wind Hashira.
"Now, my turn." Kochou looked at Giyuu sympathetically. "I'm sorry, I don't have something as good as Shinazugawa-san."
Looking into it, Giyuu was met with a putrid scent and murky waters. Medication. Placing Shinazugawa's cup on the side table, Giyuu took the medicine and downed it in one gulp. He quickly went back for the tea to rinse it out.
"The life of this band of hashiras has returned!" Giyuu flinched as the four Uzui's entered, loud and cheerful. Shinazugawa hissed as Uzui flicked his forehead, and the three women instantly went to coddling the bedridden one or chatting with Kochou.
"Here, eat this!" One of the wives, Giyuu thought it would be Suma or the one with the longer name, offered a riceball. "It's plain! Good for your stomach, light but nutritional!"
"Suma, he almost died!" The one Giyuu definitely recognized as Makio slapped Suma's head. "Give him some damn space!"
Giyuu couldn't manage to get a word in. Uzui shouted over his two bickering wives as he collapsed to the ground next to Giyuu's bed, resting his head near Giyuu's knees. "Girls, calm it! He has a headache."
"Don't forget brain damage." Shinobu added from the doorway before sauntering off.
"Anyways," Kochou brought back attention to herself, the doctor in the room. "I'd like to watch over you for a week or so at the bare minimum, and for you to not use that new form ever again!"
Giyuu couldn't answer the woman. He needed Dead Calm. A tribute to Sabito, blocking any attack coming from ang direction without even seeming so. Looking at Kochou's worried expression, a similar person came to mind.
Tsutako-nee always gave that kind of sad look to their parents, when they'd become so bedridden that they couldn't raise their heads. Kaa-san wouldn't be able to drink water and tou-san's horrid breathing would haunt their small house until the man died some months later.
Giyuu had nightmares about that. He never wanted to become like that.
"He usually escapes within the first hour of waking up," Shinobu told her sister, "he's stayed here, dully concious, for four hours."
"We could have an affect in him!" Kanae gasped. "He enjoys our company so much that he's willing to stay!"
"Or it's too awkward for him to leave." Shinobu pointed out. "And crowded, too. Did all five of them fall asleep on him? He might be a hashira, but nobody can get out of that unnoticed."
"Well, it's very sweet." Kanae sniffed. "We might finally get him to open up. Tomioka-san's been very reclusive when it comes to his fellow hashira."
Back in the room, Giyuu felt his eyes droop closed.
its still 11:40pm where i am!!! its still his day!! i will try to write the rest of the oneshots counting down, ive had a very busy two weeks
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astro-can · 11 months
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giyu....? GIYU???
giyu: i invented a new water breathing form
giyu: i call it Dead Calm
shinobu: *laughing* please don't name your forms after your social life!
giyu: i didnt name it after my 'social life'
giyu: i named it after your sister
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lillithtime · 9 months
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Makomo cute
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