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KNY Horror movie AU lists:

1. The Ethereal Cult

(Featuring Inosuke, Kanao, Shinobu, Kanae, Kotoha and Douma.)

Inosuke and Kanao venture into a small village in search for their friend Shinobu, only to find themselves deep in trouble with the local cult where the leader may or may not practice cannibalism.

2. Split

(Featuring Tanjirou, Nezuko, Genya, Mitsuri and Hantengu clones.)

During a school trip, a group of high schoolers and their teacher are forced to take cover from the storm in a small inn belonging to a man named Hantengu. As the storm drags on for days, so does their stay in the inn. Terrifying things begin to unfold when they discover that the man is a serial killer.

3. Unseen Scales

(Featuring Muichiro, Yuichiro, Kotetsu, Haganezuka and Gyokko.)

People keep disappearing and after his twin brother is amongst the missing ones, Muichiro is set to uncover the truth. The only clues or patterns he recognized from the cases are the fact that the victims often went missing near the river, always during the night market.

[KNY spoiler]

Do you guys think that Sanemi and Kanae often disagree on their different treatment over Shinobu and Genya,

and when they watch the lights faded in their little siblings' eyes as Kanae dies in Shinobu's arms, and Sanemi watches Genya crumbling away,

do you wonder, at that time, if they think " You were right, Sanemi/Kanae. "

I kinda wish the Hashira Training arc was longer, so I have an idea to be put during this arc so:

Tanjirou returning back to his hometown and house in request of Oyakata to find clues about Nezuko's resistance against the sun.

With Tamayo's note about Nezuko's growth and constant cells mutation, Tanjirou heads back to his home in hope that any clues he finds can help contribute to the corps. This small mission is also to ensure that any information could be taken and hidden first in case Muzan ever returns back to the Kamado's residence for clues as well.

Tanjirou is accompanied by Kanao and Giyuu. Kanao is there with some information of plants and herbs that may be helpful, and also to be Shinobu's second eyes since the Insect Hashira isn't able to tag along. Giyuu provides extra protection, again, in case Muzan sends any demons there despite the lack of demonic activities.

The young Kamado relishes the experience of returning back to his hometown, and the residents are more than happy to welcome home back with smiles and teary eyes. Although there's a bit of a misunderstanding upon seeing Giyuu, who was once suspected to be the suspect of the Kamado's family death.

The trio arrive at Kamado's residence, and they pay respects and prayers to the graves first before looking around.

Tanjirou has some nostalgic moments as he gazes upon his home, his heart swells with pain. Some tankana bonding moments of Kanao asking about how his life was and her smiling wistfully at the thought of such a warm family. The young slayers get even more determined to defeat demons.

They find nothing in the house but Giyuu spots wilting horsetail weed around the area. Kanao inspects in and takes note of the subtle differences in the petals, the colours, the stems, etc etc. She collects some samples to be taken back. The trio do more inspections but find nothing. They leave before nightfall, advising the town people to stay away from the mountain area in case Muzan gets there or anything.

On the way back, Tanjirou tells stories of his childhood memories. One in particular about the time his mother made him and Nezuko a soup when they were sick.

Kanao returns to the Butterfly estate and sets the plants in small pots, stationing them in Shinobu's office, before returning to training.

Shinobu, workaholics and couldn't count the last time she took a proper sleep, is about to inspect the plants according to Kanao's report. The sun is peeking barely behind the mountains, the day is bright,

and in the pots are blooming blue Spider Lilies.

woken by the sun, covered by the lace, breath her and inhale, capture with bare hands. - how to live alone, to prolonge this thaw? tug her in my arms, kiss her by the jaw - Valeriy Meladze -- Nebesa (The Skies)

i dont usually post school doodles but here ya go

jpegs make the brush i use look better

lovers

ｆｌｏｗｅｒｓ

Just a small fragment where Kanae Kocho reborn into Inuyasha world as Kagome Higurashi's older sister

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Today, her little sister had officially turned fifteen. Kanae, on the other hand, had taken advantage of Kagome having to go to high school early to leave her gift wrapped on her sister's bed.

She should also hurry so she won't be late for the university. Quickly, she left the gift in the center of the bed and then headed towards the stairs, her mother and her grandfather had left to do some shopping for the house.

On the other hand, if Kanae had known what was going to happen to Kagome that morning, she would have accompanied and protected her little sister so that she wouldn't suffer as much as she did in the beginning.

"Sister, something dragged Kagome down the well!"

Oh no…

https://www.quotev.com/story/15379804/flowers

Y/N: I fell— 

Shinobu: From heaven? 

Y/N: No, I literally fell— 

Shinobu: In love with me the moment you saw me? 

Y/N: MY ARM IS BROKEN! 

Shinobu: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

moments before giyuu’s destruction

(full piece for @knyzine!! had a lot of fun with this one, tysm for the opportunity to be a part of the zine!)

𖤐 demon slayer nendoroid (ノ^_^)ノ

for: @luffyweb

Demon Slayer Offical Art: Shinobu Edition

با یه کار نسبتا قدیمی اومدم

حوصله کشیدن ندارم دارم اینجا رو با چیزای زیرخاکی پر میکنم😂

مال ۱۴۰۲عه فکر کنم

یکم دیگه اولین چیزی که کشیدمم میزارم دور هم بخندیم بهش👍🏻

رفرنس : شینوبو کوچو

جهت کیفیت بهتر کلیک کنید

Totally old art.. from 2023 idk

Lazy to draw so just putting random old arts here 😂

Imma post the first art I drew too so we could laugh at it together👍🏻

Refrence: Shinobu Kocho

Click for better quality

“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 modern au sassy shinobu uwu

AslO- I have a twitter now :∆ pls follow me ;v;

Your Shinobu

My Shinobu

[roleswap au]

i love the Kochos sm

Love and Insect Hashira 🩷💜

Shinobu, Naru, Su, Mitsune, Motoko, Keitarou, Mutsumi, and Sarah from "Love Hina".

Happy Late birthday to Shinobu (ﾉ^^)ﾉ