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he’s a very genuinely pleasant person to be around if you like being gaslit
imagine that immediately after this sanemi and inosuke start slamming chairs over each others heads again. the truce holds true only when there is another mind to be tarnished with hatred and disdain
i forgot to include the backgrounds imagine it goes something like this
imagine that immediately after this sanemi and inosuke start slamming chairs over each others heads again. the truce holds true only when there is another mind to be tarnished with hatred and disdain
saved by the bell! the bell is the screams of the damned
in the demon crew au, giyu still “saves” inosuke from the spider father; however, giyu’s attention is turned to a familiar shout and the cawing of crows, disregarding the demon which he has decided is too weak to be of much importance
(giyu figures it will die off somehow anyways before it can become a problem, seeing how it fared in a fight against a demon he himself took down within a second...)
something is....... different. did you get a haircut
Hashira tier-list
RENGOKU KYUJURO - i.love.this.man.peridot.
2. UZUI TENGEN - HIS CHARACTER!!!, he is soooo sweeeet .plus, love his fancanon with rengoku.
3. MUICHIRO TOKITO- HE deserves SSSSSSSSOOOOOO much better. he is just sooo sweet . i love his relationship with his twin!
4. SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA- BRO, HIS BACKSTORY.... I... JUST ...CAN 'T. just want to hug him tight
5. MITSURI KANROJI & SHINOBU KOCHOU- THEY ARE REALLY UNDERRATED. their swordsmanship is amazing . they deserve the WORLD.
6. GIYU TOMIOKA- he SOOO kind towards tanjiro. and really supports him through out the series.
7. OBANAI IGURO- i LOVE his relationship with mitsuri. and his snake.and his eyes. and his mask.
8. GYOMEI HIMEJIMA- his really chill. he has a really chill vibe. idk anything about him, hope to know more:)
thats it.my opinion.
I agree, I like their friendship and I don't ship Giyu with anyone in the show.
Although I do want to know who Giyu ended up with and how.
I just basically want to see more of the characters after their battle with Muzan.
Am i the only person who doesn’t ship Giyuu and Shinobu??
Like i see them as friends but i can’t imagine them as anything more
★ 【鳴神亜鈴】 「 生生流転 」 ☆ ⊳ giyu (demon slayer) // bday: 2.8 ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
dreamin’
SYP — when your heart says yes, but your brain says no. you don’t know which to follow, but you do know that the offer wont last long.
GEN. — fluff w a twinge of angst
WARN. — gn!reader, reader is described as pretty, soft men
NOTES. — hi loves!! hope u guys had a good day. sorry for being so inactive. maybe i’ll still write but mainly focus on drabbles.
it’s like you’re dreaming.
the rain thumps on your window softly. in contrast to the relentless downpour outside, your room emits a cozy glow, linen and warm.
looking down on the man sprawled across your lap, you brush his hair away from his face. he looks peaceful like this. carefree and completely relaxed, a sight of vulnerability. he wouldn’t show this side of him to anyone but you.
you’ve been waiting for this day, haven’t you?
your feather-like touch tickles the apple of his cheeks, stirring him awake.
“‘m sorry, did i wake you?” your smile so bright he squints his eyes to focus on you. you look so pretty and he loves this view. the moon’s light shines on your face, the upturned corner of your mouth and the tip of your nose. you look ethereal.
he shakes his head. “no, ‘s okay. i wasn’t even asleep anyway,” he lies through that sweet smile of his. a rush of memories hit him as he traces each crevice of your face.
he remembers how that exact smile of yours drooped slightly in devastation that day. the day he left you. the exact day of the previous year when you both swore that you would be each other’s. you remember the feeling, like a slap to the face.
so why? why was he back? and why were you so willing to take him back?
a comfortable silence takes over and you move your hand to ruffle his hair. your fingertips caress his messy mop with utmost care, as if he was going to break like glass with the slightest pressure. your fingernails scratch his scalp and he instantly relaxes. well, his arms around your waist don’t.
“we can’t keep doing this, y’know?” you sigh, rubbing his back gently. he could feel his heart weigh down and the fuzzy feeling in his chest ceases. he knows what you mean, but he wishes he doesn’t.
“keep doing what?” his voice is still raspy and tired, like it was every single morning when you woke beside him.
“this. all of this.” he hears his heart crack and he thinks you did too. “it’s wrong,” you add, ignoring how your heart thumps.
“then take me back.” you jump slightly, not expecting how immediate his response was. “if you take me back, everything will be the same again. like this all never happened,” he trailed off.
you know its sincere. you know you missed this, him. you miss his smile, his laugh, his voice. he does too. he knows you miss him, and he misses you as well.
you’re silent, and he hates when you are. he wants to hear your voice.
say something, anything.
the thumping in your heart gets so loud, you can hear it in your ears. your mind goes blank, not knowing which to follow, your heart, or your brain?
because your heart screams yes, but your brain yells no.
it’s like you’re dreaming.
— (bllk) NAGI, SAE, RIN (genshin) CHILDE, DILUC, KAEYA (star rail) DAN HENG, JING YUAN, BLADE (haikyuu) SUNA, TSUKI (KNY) GIYU, SANEMI () YOUR FAVES
@mykuro 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3
❀ Giyu Tomioka Playlist ❀
For my pookie, @giyuuswifey, who requested it.
ocean eyes - Billie Eilish
unless you leave - Chase Elliott
rises the moon - Liana Flores
Water Fountain - Alec Benjamin
Here With Me - d4vd
Coffee Breath - Sofia Mills
Falling for U - Peachy!, mxmtoon (on Spotify)
everything i wanted - Billie Eilish
telepatia - Kali Uchis
Bubble Gum - Clairo
Dandelions - Ruth B.
Rewrite The Stars - Zac Efron, Zendaya
As It Was - Harry Styles
Build Me A House (A COLORS SHOW) - RIMON
Adore You - Harry Styles
God is a woman - Ariana Grande
Snooze - SZA
Lost In Japan - Shawn Mendes
House of Memories - Panic! at the Disco
Love & War - Yellow Claw, Yade Lauren
In My Mind - Lyn Lapid
Breathin - Ariana Grande
double take - Deruv
Stressed Out - Twenty One Pilots
Fly - Sweet Heat Records, Blake Wisner, Zhou
I'm a Mess - Bebe Rexha
If I Can't Have You - Shawn Mendes
Eastside - benny blanco, Halsey, Khalid
Like I'm Gonna Lose You - Megan Trainor, John Legend
BLISSFUL THINKING - Grace Sorensen
ilomilo - Billie Eilish
i love you - Billie Eilish
xanny - Billie Eilish
Lights Up - Harry Styles
BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Billie Eilish
Die For You - The Weeknd, Ariana Grande
Heather - Conan Gray
Petty Trappin - SLAVES
True Colors - SLAVES
The Pact - SLAVES
Sugar, We're Goin Down - Fall Out Boy
Pathos - VRSTY
Wilt - VRSTY
I LOVE GIYUUUUUU <3333. But fr though, you can't tell me this man wouldn't listen to Billie Eilish. Also, to everyone who reads this, go check out Zhou on Spotify! My mom actually knows him personally and he makes great music!
NONE OF THE PICTURES OR SONGS BEING USED/MENTIONED ARE MINE, ONCE AGAIN THEY ARE NOT MINE.
post canon Giyuu
I like Giyuu
Es de humanos el fallar, amar, dudar, sufrir. E incluso el querer rendirse.
Pero todos tenemos en común, al igual que muchas otras cosas, la capacidad de la resilencia, la de hacer frente a las adversidades de la vida, transformar el dolor en fuerza motora para superarse y salir fortalecido de ellas.
No te detengas, sigue luchando. El dolor esta ahí así que no pares.
“All Because of Lilacs...”
Giyu wandered through the forest in a daze. His eyes empty, his mind elsewhere than the road he was currently on. He doesn’t know what he is thinking about actually. Even his mind just wanders elsewhere to the point he himself can’t seem to catch up to it.
The only thing he could grasp in his mind was the place his feet are currently bringing him to. He’s been there too many times already that even he’s blindfolded and had his hands tied at his back, he’ll still be able to go there.
Not that he wants to go there anyway.
He didn’t like that place, even though she’s there.
He sighed, filled with sadness and grief heavy on his chest. It won’t go away anytime soon.
Giyu’s empty blue eyes stayed locked straight ahead. His feet will turn when he needs to anyway.
He walked a couple more steps, before he noticed something in the corner of his eye.
A bush of lilacs…
He must be almost there then since he found the bush already. Giyu always finds this bush here when on his way to her. And when he finds this bush…
Giyu reaches out to take a small handful of lilacs, like he always does. Since he knows she love this flower. This flower will make her happy. But before he can even get a single petal a hand stopped him, holding tightly on to his wrist. His eyes widened in shock turning to face the one who was holding him.
“Oh my, oh my….” Giyu heard as he turned his head towards the voice, the voice was so soft, so smooth, so gentle, so it was a girl holding him down? How? Her grip isn’t like any woman he has met before. “I see… so you’re the one who’s been stealing my flowers.” She says, even though her tone was sweet and gentle, a hint of irritation was still found in her voice.
Giyu’s eyes finally landed on her, if his eyes can still go any larger it would happen right now. The woman before him had short hair tied to the back of her head with a butterfly hairpiece. Her eyes were deceptively soft and kind but Giyu could see the hint of anger in those gorgeous violet orbs of hers. A small smile was on her lips as well.
If Giyu thinks about it, if it was anyone else, they probably have thought this woman wasn’t angry, but Giyu noticed it.
“…ello… hello~…” The woman before him said, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Giyu blinked a few times like he was suddenly transported here or something. “What…?” He said as if he was lost.
“Mind telling me why you have been taking my flowers?” She asked. Giyu probably imagined the emphasis there. Probably. Giyu couldn’t answer. He just couldn’t.
It hurts too much to talk about it. To remember it. Sadly, he always remembers it.
The woman looked at him, scanning his expression, only seeing hurt and sadness in those eyes. His eyes looked so… empty… She wonders what happened for him to have those eyes.
“Well, if you can’t tell me, then I guess I have to come with you.” she said as she lets go of his wrist. Giyu almost forgot that she was holding on to his wrist.
“What? Why?” Giyu asked as his eyes followed Shinobu while she walked towards the direction where he usually go. Does she know where he’s going? How?
“I have to know of course, to whom you give those flowers. You better give them to a beautiful woman or else.” She said in a slightly threatening tone but mostly its more of a playful one. The smile on her fae unwavering as she walked.
A beautiful woman? What is she talking about?
“Come on, tell me where you go with my flowers.” She said, glancing over her shoulder towards Giyu before looking forward once more. Giyu narrowed his eyes curiously, having a hard time figuring out the woman walking away, the woman who’s walking where he usually walks.
It takes him a moment before he looked at the bush of lilacs once more and taking a small handful before running up to the woman. This time it doesn’t seem like she’s angry with him taking the flowers with him. They walked in silence for a while, Giyu finding himself lost in his thoughts once more, not anymore minding that this time there was someone else with him as he walked towards his destination, letting his feet bring him there.
Giyu always finds himself lost in his thoughts whenever he walks. His mind is always filled with her beside him as they walked through the forest hand in hand, with smiles on their faces. Talking chattering without a care in the world.
“What’s your name?” The woman asks, pulling Giyu out of his thoughts once more. Giyu gave her a sidelong glance.
“Isn’t it polite for someone to introduce themselves first before asking another person’s name?” Giyu asked, bluntly, without a hint of realization that he came off a bit rude to the woman.
The woman’s eye twitched slightly; she could feel that a vein almost popped in her head for a second there but the smile on her face didn’t waver. “Forgive me,” she said in a slightly irritated tone laced in her voice. “My name Shinobu Kocho, but you can call me Shinobu. Your name is?” Shinobu asked once more, still irritated but she doesn’t let it show… at least that much.
“Giyu Tomioka, nice to meet you.” He said.
Finally. Shinobu thought, while she quietly sighed out her irritation towards the man. Not all of it though.
“Would you tell me something about her? She’s gotta be a great woman for you to continuously shower her with my lilacs.” She asked nicely. It takes a lot out of her to sound kind, especially towards someone who constantly picks her precious lilacs in the mornings, not that she doesn’t like sharing it’s just that she doesn’t appreciate that it’s taken without any warning first.
How does she know about her? Did she follow him to her? Then why is she still asking about her then? Why does she still need me to bring her there? Giyu asked himself, his thoughts spiraling even more with each question leaving him confused even more.
“She is a great woman…” He managed to get out somehow without using that word.
Shinobu studied his expression, wondering why the man had that expression on his face. Was he heartbroken? Was he rejected and still trying to have her -whoever it is- love? Or perhaps she was promised to another? Those happens often nowadays, especially if one’s parents wants their child to be with a rich man, but Giyu here looks like a fine man himself. His style is a bit… weird per say -is splitting 2 coats in half and sewing them together a trend? – but the cloth itself seems luxurious.
“Is she important to you?” Shinobu asked.
“Of course, she is,” He said as his mind slipped into the memory of them on the dinner table, eating as they chatted what happened in each other’s day, often joking about it especially her. How she giggled as she reached out to get a piece of rice on his cheek as they ate. “The most important one in my life…” Giyu’s voice trailed off softly as he added. Giyu himself didn’t even notice the faint smile he had on his face as he recalled the memory in his head.
Shinobu’s eyes widened a little as she saw the man smiled.
He must really care about her for him to have that look on his face.
She wonders what she’ll do when she sees this woman, maybe she’ll tell this woman how much Giyu cares about her, let her hear how much the man thinks about her, let her realize the man’s feelings. Maybe then the man would stop to constantly take her precious lilacs in her garden in the mornings he walks by to go to her.
“We’re here.” Giyu announces, snapping Shinobu out of her thoughts this time, as they went up the small cliff.
Shinobu expected to be on a girl’s home, or somewhere Giyu and this girl to meet up in secret or something.
She never expected to arrive at a grave…
Tsutako Tomioka… his… sister? He was talking about his sister?
Shinobu remained where she stood, frozen and shocked, while Giyu walked up to it, kneeling down on one knee as he placed the lilacs along with the pile he had been placing for literally days, some of the lilacs were withered, some were still fresh, some were already losing it’s petals and flying away with the wind.
“Hey, sis.” Giyu greeted, a small sad smile on his face. A part of him still wishing that she would somehow respond to him like he always wished every time he visits his sister.
Then it was silence, only the sound of the wind blowing fills the air.
“It was your sister?” Shinobu asked, still shocked. So it wasn’t a woman, so he wasn’t saddened by rejection or that she was promised to another, it was because she passed away… how could she not have noticed?
“Yeah,” Giyu turned his head to look at Shinobu. “I thought you knew that already?” He said, raising an eyebrow towards her.
“I didn’t know it was your sister. I thought it was a woman that you’re in love with or something.” Shinobu said, her voice almost like a yell, s small frown on her face.
Why did she think it was a woman? Why didn’t he realize that he was mourning from loss and not grieving for his broken heart?
Maybe she has to lay off the romance novels she’s been reading lately.
“A woman?” Giyu frowned in confusion.
Shinobu sighed, shaking her head lightly. “Nevermind that.” She said as she walked towards the grave slowly, squatting down next to Giyu as she looked at the grave.
“When did she pass away?” Shinobu asked, as Giyu looked back to the grave and sat down, his legs crossed together.
“Last year,” he said, his voice lacing with anger when he did. “She… she was murdered…” Giyu said, gritting his teeth when he did, his fist clenching as he did. They haven’t caught the person responsible for this, he hasn’t caught the person responsible for this. There is one thing for sure when he finds the person…
He’ll make this person suffer like hell.
Shinobu looks at him, studying the expressions the man is making, the anger that he emits just from his gaze as he looked onto his sister’s grave as if he was looking at the murderer of his sister.
Shinobu gets that feeling. She gets that feeling very well. The anger of one’s love being taken from them.
After all, she too has lost her beloved sister. All because of a murderer
Their beloved sister they cared about the most in their lives when they didn’t have anyone else. The anger of knowing that the murderer of their sisters is still out there, probably taking someone else’s love one.
Shinobu still has that anger inside of her, she might not show it -her sister said she loved her smile and she intends to keep that smile for her sister- but that anger hadn’t been burned out, actually it burned brighter, growing bigger each day the man responsible for her sister’s death has not been caught, not in a cell, not executed for his crime.
“I know that feeling,” Shinobu said, she was still grieving as well, even though it was almost 2 years ago when it happened. “I know that feeling very well… but you know,” Shinobu looked at the man sitting beside her. “Your sister won’t be happy you keep on being like this, only crying on her tomb, cursing to the person who have taken her from you.”
“I think your sister wants you to move on, to carry on with your life, to lead a life with success and happiness not moping around aimlessly like a zombie. I’m not saying you should forget about her,” She said, when Giyu was opening his mouth to say something to retaliate at her. “I’m saying that you should think about what your sister wants you to be, with her memory, with the joy and love that she showered you.”
Giyu’s eyes widened as she recalled her smiles, those oh so gentle smiles as they talked, how she joked of how Giyu would one day have a wife and children of his own and that he’ll forget about his dear sister all dramatic but GIyu quick to answer that there is no way in hell that he’ll forget about her.
How could he?
She was just too precious to forget for even a single second.
A tear dropped from Giyu’s eye without his knowing until it landed on his fist, the man flinched slightly as he looked at the tear on his fist, his vision blurring immediately as more tears rushed out of him. For a moment he wanted it to stop -he knows he’s already been crying too much for the past months and most especially the first few months his sister passed away- but then he gave up letting the tears come out, letting the pain, the grief out as Shinobu pulled him in for a hug, letting him cry on to her shoulder.
Moments passed, none of thme have spoken a word as Shinobu let him cry his heart out. She did that once too, when her sister passed away and found that little diary her sister has been keeping, and read what her sister wants her to be. How her sister wishes that she’ll have a family with her husband and children and watch over them like their parents would have but passed away due to the epidemic that happened.
She cried that day, only then she didn’t have a shoulder to cry on.
And she doesn’t intend for the man to have none as well.
More moments passed and Giyu’s sobs quieted down. Slowly they both pulled away from each other, Giyu’s eyes were red and puffy as he looked onto Shinobu’s gentle violet ones.
“Are you okay now?” She asked softly.
“No,” Giyu answered, Shinobu frowning slightly as she opened her mouth to say something. “But I think I know what I should do now, at least,” He turned his head to his sister’s grave once more “I know what my sister thinks she wants me to do.”
The words on Shinobu’s mouth died, eyes widening a fraction before she smiled gently and stood up.
“That’s good,” she said as he patted her clothes for any dust that may have got on her. “Would you care in joining me to some lilac tea?” She asked.
After all this happened all because of her lilacs…
Giyu wandered through the forest in a daze. His eyes empty, his mind elsewhere than the road he was currently on. He doesn’t know what he is thinking about actually. Even his mind just wanders elsewhere to the point he himself can’t seem to catch up to it.
The only thing he could grasp in his mind was the place his feet are currently bringing him to. He’s been there too many times already that even he’s blindfolded and had his hands tied at his back, he’ll still be able to go there.
Not that he wants to go there anyway.
He didn’t like that place, even though she’s there.
He sighed, filled with sadness and grief heavy on his chest. It won’t go away anytime soon.
Giyu’s empty blue eyes stayed locked straight ahead. His feet will turn when he needs to anyway.
He walked a couple more steps, before he noticed something in the corner of his eye.
A bush of lilacs…
He must be almost there then since he found the bush already. Giyu always finds this bush here when on his way to her. And when he finds this bush…
Giyu reaches out to take a small handful of lilacs, like he always does. Since he knows she love this flower. This flower will make her happy. But before he can even get a single petal a hand stopped him, holding tightly on to his wrist. His eyes widened in shock turning to face the one who was holding him.
“Oh my, oh my….” Giyu heard as he turned his head towards the voice, the voice was so soft, so smooth, so gentle, so it was a girl holding him down? How? Her grip isn’t like any woman he has met before. “I see… so you’re the one who’s been stealing my flowers.” She says, even though her tone was sweet and gentle, a hint of irritation was still found in her voice.
Giyu’s eyes finally landed on her, if his eyes can still go any larger it would happen right now. The woman before him had short hair tied to the back of her head with a butterfly hairpiece. Her eyes were deceptively soft and kind but Giyu could see the hint of anger in those gorgeous violet orbs of hers. A small smile was on her lips as well.
If Giyu thinks about it, if it was anyone else, they probably have thought this woman wasn’t angry, but Giyu noticed it.
“…ello… hello~…” The woman before him said, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Giyu blinked a few times like he was suddenly transported here or something. “What…?” He said as if he was lost.
“Mind telling me why you have been taking my flowers?” She asked. Giyu probably imagined the emphasis there. Probably. Giyu couldn’t answer. He just couldn’t.
It hurts too much to talk about it. To remember it. Sadly, he always remembers it.
The woman looked at him, scanning his expression, only seeing hurt and sadness in those eyes. His eyes looked so… empty… She wonders what happened for him to have those eyes.
“Well, if you can’t tell me, then I guess I have to come with you.” she said as she lets go of his wrist. Giyu almost forgot that she was holding on to his wrist.
“What? Why?” Giyu asked as his eyes followed Shinobu while she walked towards the direction where he usually go. Does she know where he’s going? How?
“I have to know of course, to whom you give those flowers. You better give them to a beautiful woman or else.” She said in a slightly threatening tone but mostly its more of a playful one. The smile on her fae unwavering as she walked.
A beautiful woman? What is she talking about?
“Come on, tell me where you go with my flowers.” She said, glancing over her shoulder towards Giyu before looking forward once more. Giyu narrowed his eyes curiously, having a hard time figuring out the woman walking away, the woman who’s walking where he usually walks.
It takes him a moment before he looked at the bush of lilacs once more and taking a small handful before running up to the woman. This time it doesn’t seem like she’s angry with him taking the flowers with him. They walked in silence for a while, Giyu finding himself lost in his thoughts once more, not anymore minding that this time there was someone else with him as he walked towards his destination, letting his feet bring him there.
Giyu always finds himself lost in his thoughts whenever he walks. His mind is always filled with her beside him as they walked through the forest hand in hand, with smiles on their faces. Talking chattering without a care in the world.
“What’s your name?” The woman asks, pulling Giyu out of his thoughts once more. Giyu gave her a sidelong glance.
“Isn’t it polite for someone to introduce themselves first before asking another person’s name?” Giyu asked, bluntly, without a hint of realization that he came off a bit rude to the woman.
The woman’s eye twitched slightly; she could feel that a vein almost popped in her head for a second there but the smile on her face didn’t waver. “Forgive me,” she said in a slightly irritated tone laced in her voice. “My name Shinobu Kocho, but you can call me Shinobu. Your name is?” Shinobu asked once more, still irritated but she doesn’t let it show… at least that much.
“Giyu Tomioka, nice to meet you.” He said.
Finally. Shinobu thought, while she quietly sighed out her irritation towards the man. Not all of it though.
“Would you tell me something about her? She’s gotta be a great woman for you to continuously shower her with my lilacs.” She asked nicely. It takes a lot out of her to sound kind, especially towards someone who constantly picks her precious lilacs in the mornings, not that she doesn’t like sharing it’s just that she doesn’t appreciate that it’s taken without any warning first.
How does she know about her? Did she follow him to her? Then why is she still asking about her then? Why does she still need me to bring her there? Giyu asked himself, his thoughts spiraling even more with each question leaving him confused even more.
“She is a great woman…” He managed to get out somehow without using that word.
Shinobu studied his expression, wondering why the man had that expression on his face. Was he heartbroken? Was he rejected and still trying to have her -whoever it is- love? Or perhaps she was promised to another? Those happens often nowadays, especially if one’s parents wants their child to be with a rich man, but Giyu here looks like a fine man himself. His style is a bit… weird per say -is splitting 2 coats in half and sewing them together a trend? – but the cloth itself seems luxurious.
“Is she important to you?” Shinobu asked.
“Of course, she is,” He said as his mind slipped into the memory of them on the dinner table, eating as they chatted what happened in each other’s day, often joking about it especially her. How she giggled as she reached out to get a piece of rice on his cheek as they ate. “The most important one in my life…” Giyu’s voice trailed off softly as he added. Giyu himself didn’t even notice the faint smile he had on his face as he recalled the memory in his head.
Shinobu’s eyes widened a little as she saw the man smiled.
He must really care about her for him to have that look on his face.
She wonders what she’ll do when she sees this woman, maybe she’ll tell this woman how much Giyu cares about her, let her hear how much the man thinks about her, let her realize the man’s feelings. Maybe then the man would stop to constantly take her precious lilacs in her garden in the mornings he walks by to go to her.
“We’re here.” Giyu announces, snapping Shinobu out of her thoughts this time, as they went up the small cliff.
Shinobu expected to be on a girl’s home, or somewhere Giyu and this girl to meet up in secret or something.
She never expected to arrive at a grave…
Tsutako Tomioka… his… sister? He was talking about his sister?
Shinobu remained where she stood, frozen and shocked, while Giyu walked up to it, kneeling down on one knee as he placed the lilacs along with the pile he had been placing for literally days, some of the lilacs were withered, some were still fresh, some were already losing it’s petals and flying away with the wind.
“Hey, sis.” Giyu greeted, a small sad smile on his face. A part of him still wishing that she would somehow respond to him like he always wished every time he visits his sister.
Then it was silence, only the sound of the wind blowing fills the air.
“It was your sister?” Shinobu asked, still shocked. So it wasn’t a woman, so he wasn’t saddened by rejection or that she was promised to another, it was because she passed away… how could she not have noticed?
“Yeah,” Giyu turned his head to look at Shinobu. “I thought you knew that already?” He said, raising an eyebrow towards her.
“I didn’t know it was your sister. I thought it was a woman that you’re in love with or something.” Shinobu said, her voice almost like a yell, s small frown on her face.
Why did she think it was a woman? Why didn’t he realize that he was mourning from loss and not grieving for his broken heart?
Maybe she has to lay off the romance novels she’s been reading lately.
“A woman?” Giyu frowned in confusion.
Shinobu sighed, shaking her head lightly. “Nevermind that.” She said as she walked towards the grave slowly, squatting down next to Giyu as she looked at the grave.
“When did she pass away?” Shinobu asked, as Giyu looked back to the grave and sat down, his legs crossed together.
“Last year,” he said, his voice lacing with anger when he did. “She… she was murdered…” Giyu said, gritting his teeth when he did, his fist clenching as he did. They haven’t caught the person responsible for this, he hasn’t caught the person responsible for this. There is one thing for sure when he finds the person…
He’ll make this person suffer like hell.
Shinobu looks at him, studying the expressions the man is making, the anger that he emits just from his gaze as he looked onto his sister’s grave as if he was looking at the murderer of his sister.
Shinobu gets that feeling. She gets that feeling very well. The anger of one’s love being taken from them.
After all, she too has lost her beloved sister. All because of a murderer
Their beloved sister they cared about the most in their lives when they didn’t have anyone else. The anger of knowing that the murderer of their sisters is still out there, probably taking someone else’s love one.
Shinobu still has that anger inside of her, she might not show it -her sister said she loved her smile and she intends to keep that smile for her sister- but that anger hadn’t been burned out, actually it burned brighter, growing bigger each day the man responsible for her sister’s death has not been caught, not in a cell, not executed for his crime.
“I know that feeling,” Shinobu said, she was still grieving as well, even though it was almost 2 years ago when it happened. “I know that feeling very well… but you know,” Shinobu looked at the man sitting beside her. “Your sister won’t be happy you keep on being like this, only crying on her tomb, cursing to the person who have taken her from you.”
“I think your sister wants you to move on, to carry on with your life, to lead a life with success and happiness not moping around aimlessly like a zombie. I’m not saying you should forget about her,” She said, when Giyu was opening his mouth to say something to retaliate at her. “I’m saying that you should think about what your sister wants you to be, with her memory, with the joy and love that she showered you.”
Giyu’s eyes widened as she recalled her smiles, those oh so gentle smiles as they talked, how she joked of how Giyu would one day have a wife and children of his own and that he’ll forget about his dear sister all dramatic but GIyu quick to answer that there is no way in hell that he’ll forget about her.
How could he?
She was just too precious to forget for even a single second.
A tear dropped from Giyu’s eye without his knowing until it landed on his fist, the man flinched slightly as he looked at the tear on his fist, his vision blurring immediately as more tears rushed out of him. For a moment he wanted it to stop -he knows he’s already been crying too much for the past months and most especially the first few months his sister passed away- but then he gave up letting the tears come out, letting the pain, the grief out as Shinobu pulled him in for a hug, letting him cry on to her shoulder.
Moments passed, none of thme have spoken a word as Shinobu let him cry his heart out. She did that once too, when her sister passed away and found that little diary her sister has been keeping, and read what her sister wants her to be. How her sister wishes that she’ll have a family with her husband and children and watch over them like their parents would have but passed away due to the epidemic that happened.
She cried that day, only then she didn’t have a shoulder to cry on.
And she doesn’t intend for the man to have none as well.
More moments passed and Giyu’s sobs quieted down. Slowly they both pulled away from each other, Giyu’s eyes were red and puffy as he looked onto Shinobu’s gentle violet ones.
“Are you okay now?” She asked softly.
“No,” Giyu answered, Shinobu frowning slightly as she opened her mouth to say something. “But I think I know what I should do now, at least,” He turned his head to his sister’s grave once more “I know what my sister thinks she wants me to do.”
The words on Shinobu’s mouth died, eyes widening a fraction before she smiled gently and stood up.
“That’s good,” she said as he patted her clothes for any dust that may have got on her. “Would you care in joining me to some lilac tea?” She asked.
After all this happened all because of her lilacs…
[sorry if they are not in character too much, new to the fandom you see, not a good writer at that so sorry.]
[and sorry if the plot is all over the place, my mind is all over the place as well]
Some Giyu fanart :)
Reference image from gabs_henrique on Pinterest
A headcanon for Giyu please :)
I know this doesn't come as a surprise to like, anyone, but you can't tell me this dude showers regularly. Do you honestly see that lttle depressed lonely emo boy showering? No. Thats why his hair's so spikey and weird looking all the time; it has just been styled by grease.
Typically he'll go about 2 weeks at a time without showering, a bit longer if he's been particularly lonely. He knows this is likely a big reason why he doesn't have friends, but he just can't bring himself to keep up with it. So he just keeps hus hair in a pony tail and hopes no one notices (everyone does)
He has contemplated several times to just shave his head entirely, but never got around to it
Cutiee Babiess🥹🥺💕
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