Akaza X Koyuki - Tumblr Posts
facial expression practice
He stays to watch
But
He can’t remember why
Koyuki becoming a demon alongside Hakuji is already a top notch idea but consider : just as Akaza took on a pink color theme because it was Koyuki's color and having a blood demon art aesthetically based on her, demon Koyuki taking after Hakuji in her features? Maybe her hair would be blue like Hakuji's eyes.... It'd be cute if her blood demon art was dog-related or protection-related due to the Hakuji = komainu comparison. No wait, fireworks-based demon art !! Orrrr something to do with time? Hakuji gave her his time and didn't care how much time he had to spend taking care of her and they made each other look forward to the future..... Maybe she would have stripes like Hakuji's tattoos? Kshshshsh stripes on her fingers but the one on her ring finger is a bit more intricate than the others....... Ah, what if she had demon markings in the places Hakuji had scars?
I received a request from a friend.
CLAYMORE parody
KNY spoilers but
Just remembered Koyuki covered Akaza/Hakuji’s ears so he wouldn’t hear Muzan ordering him to regenerate
Wonder if it's canon or not that the poison was actually for Hakuji but since he wasn't at home that time, Koyuki and Keizo were killed instead.
KNY SPOILERS
i can’t help but imagine what could’ve happened if Akaza (Hakuji) didn’t get turned into a demon and Kyoki and Keizo didn’t die
i feel like Hakuji would’ve become a demon slayer at one point, since he knows how to fight (very well, might i add). and maybe he’d end up taking on a tsuguko
he’d probably also gush to anyone he encounters, whether it be another member of the Corps, a random person, or even a demon, about his wonderful wife
Hakuji, pulling photos out of his pocket: that’s my wife, Koyuki. she’s the most beautiful, loving, kind, and amazing person i’ve ever met. and here’s my father-in-law. i love that guy
|| So there’s a detail that’s SEVERELY underrated about Koyuki, and I personally love it?? Like she’s so gentle and sickly, but let’s not forget that THIS GIRL was the one to propose to Hakuji. Not the other way around. Plus, girls being the one to propose is a pretty recent development in society, but back during that era?? That’s gotta be basically unheard of (especially since Gotouge seems to stick really close to the cultural relevance of the eras in KNY)!!
Maybe that was more of a follow-up thing after Keizo gives her and the dojo to Hakuji, but my personal headcanon is that those memories were somewhat out of order (they showed up in order of ascending significance to Hakuji) and that it was Koyuki who started it by proposing to Hakuji, then the following day Keizo said that he could have his daughter and his dojo. So yeah, this girl has the guts to ask him to marry her. I THINK SHE’S REALLY NEAT.
them: “it’s just a manga, it can’t hurt you”
the manga:
First off, the sweater that Hakuji is wearing exists. I've seen it and been sorely tempted to buy it but it's a little out of my price range and stripes aren't my thing. Anyway, Hakuji looks like he needs a nap.
Second, last night I got the concept for the throw pillow he's carrying. I made the concept sketch and posted it right before I went to bed, and @kuwajima asked for permission to make it, I said sure and then turned out the life and then when I woke up, the prototype exists. Also, I love it.
(Omake below the cut)
Kyojurou is the friend that gets adopted by the couple
Or he joins and also becomes part of the couple (Hakuji/Koyuki/Kyojurou supremacy)
Muv-Luv parody
I am a multi shipper; Akaza X Koyuki & Hakuji X Koyuki, that is ARGHHH GARR THEY MAKE ME SODHWKSBKSS
Nectar love | {HakuYuki}
Theme: Floofy angst
Note: I have only written these two once it's practically illegal atp (and technically it was AkaYuki not HakuYuki...)
so i must write them more
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It was a mistake. A big one. But what would go wrong? What, when her health was improving so perfectly, when his strength was growing, when...
Then she was better, she was well. She could stand, she could run, she would do whatever she minded. For a moment then, Hakuji wondered. He wondered if, now that he had no use, they would throw him out. Tell him to go find a life for himself, by himself. He was nearing eighteen, after all.
Yet they welcomed him. They allowed him to stay, they encouraged it. They wanted him there.
Wanted. It was a strange word. To be wanted. Nobody had ever wanted Hakuji before. He was troublesome, he stole things and helped with nothing. He inflicted fights, was explosive, nobody had ever wanted that. But Koyuki, Keizo. They... wanted him.
So he stayed. He got engaged with her, with Koyuki. He loved her. He truly did, with all his being. He promised to be at her side always, to hold her hand, to bring her flowers. He would be there for her, he would protect her from anything that would try to hurt her, he would do anything for her.
His father's grave sat in a desolate graveyard. It was the only one in the town, people rarely cared much to bury the dead. They were tossed aside, left out to rot. But Hakuji had dug this one himself, used his own hands and lifted his father slowly into the hole, patting down the dirt. He had carved the rock he had set there painstakingly, had nestled it above his father's head, bringing flowers for him from time to time.
Sometimes he would bring the flowers he'd gotten for Koyuki, once they had wilted slightly. He didn't like putting things to waste, liked using everything until it was no more. So he put the flowers on his father's grave, letting them mix with the dirt, freshening it.
He brought fresh flowers this time. White and red, ceremonial colors of a wedding. He placed the bundle neatly on the grave, sitting down in front of it. He clasped his hands together in a quick prayer before speaking, telling his father of his upcoming marriage. He was ecstatic, feeling like he could finally, truly be content with his life. He felt like he could live, now. And be happy about it.
He rose as the sun set, intending to find more flowers for Koyuki. He found a field, picked the prettiest of the flowers. But even the most beautiful, most precious of the roses lost their petals and wilted eventually. Even angels like Koyuki died.
The flowers were no longer newly picked, but he still gave them to Koyuki. He had spent hours carving out hers and Keizo's grave markers, redoing them if he made even the slightest mistake. It was his fault, after all. It didn't matter how many times it took, this had to be perfect for them. It was the least he could've done.
He wound the flower's stems around each other, creating a crown. He placed it on top of the stone, on top of the grave which held his dear Koyuki's body, nestled in the earth. Tears blurred his vision and he couldn't think. Couldn't fathom what he had done wrong, why the world kept taking from him. If he was destined to be alone.
Rage overtook his grief as suddenly as one could express and he sought to find those who had taken the last two people he could ever care for. He fought blindly, letting the hot, red, boiling anger guide him. Until he stood admist the bodies of those who had wronged Koyuki, those who used jealousy as a justification, those who had killed the two most perfect people in the world. They were selfish people. But then again, so was Hakuji. Despite somehow avoiding the consequences of his own stupidity, he still cursed the world as if he was the one being hurt.
He alone should've been killed. He should've left Koyuki and Keizo alone, should've respected his father's wishes to not steal. All of it was his own fault. All of it.
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well that took a lovely turn (i loved writing this a lot oml)