Demon Slayer Hashira - Blog Posts

*After an argument amongst the Pillars caused by Giyu*

Kagaya: To settle this dispute, Giyu, why don’t you tell the others one thing you like about them?

Giyu: Uh, okay. Kocho, I like the purple in your hair.

Shinobu: Thanks!

Giyu: Kanroji, I like the green in your hair.

Mitsuri: Aw, thank you! I love your hair as well!

Giyu: Tokito, I like the blue in your hair.

Muichiro: Thanks, I guess.

Giyu: Rengoku, I like the red in your hair.

Kyojuro: A little repetitive, but thank you, nonetheless!

Giyu: Iguro, I like... uh... I like the um... The, uh, colour of, um...

Obanai: No, go ahead. Which colour of my hair do you like? Black or black?

Giyu: ... Uh... I like the yellow of your right eye.

Obanai: Whatever.

Giyu: Uzui, I like the red dots near your eye.

Tengen: Naturally! But your compliments are in desperate need of flair and uniqueness. You just keep going off about colours of things and eyes.

Giyu, completely ignoring Tengen: Shinazugawa, I like... the colour of the scar near your eye?

Sanemi: That doesn’t even make sense AND you said it like a question! How the fuck is that a compliment!?

Giyu: It just is.

Sanemi: No, it fucking isn’t!

Giyu, ignoring Sanemi and remembering that Gyomei is blind so colour and eyes mean nothing to him: And Himejima, I like your generous personality and your compassionate manner. You really hold this team together.

Gyomei: Why, thank you for saying something so personal and kind.

Giyu: No problem, man.

The rest of the Pillars: Bitch, the fuck-

Hii! I hope this is ok to ask, but can i request a hurt to comfort with reader who scratches their hands alot with the hashiras from demon slayer? or just Obanai is fine too! Thank youu!

As Someone Who Is Prone To Scratching My Hands And Skin In General When I'm Anxious Or Overwhelmed, I Absolutely Love This Idea, So Anon Thank You For The Idea🫶

Headcannons With The Hashira With A Reader Who Scratches Their Hands! This Can Be Interpreted As Romantic Or Platonic. The Hashira's For This Choosing: Obanai And Shinobu.

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Your Reasoning For Joining The Demon Slayer Corps Was Unknown To Those Around You, But It Was Easy To Assume It Was The Same As Everyone Else. To Fight For Humanity, The Loss Of A Loved One.. But For You? You Wanted A Purpose, You Wanted To Do Something Good, Death Was A Common Thing, A Terrifying Thing And You Hoped To Help People Live That Little Longer. That Gave You Purpose To Help Others, Atleast If You Were To Die You Did It With A Good Cause.

But Even With Coming To Terms With The Fact That One Day You Are To Likely , You Never Could Quite Get Over That Fear Of Death. It Didn't Help When You Got To Missions And Your Face To Face With Fresh Corpses. You Never Could Remove Such Images From Your Head.

To Cope? You Had A Habit Of Scratching Your Hands And Clawing At Your Skin Until It Was Raw And Hot, Body Screaming At You To Stop.

Obanai:

When He First Saw You Scratch At Your Hands It Was Only For A Few Moments So He Didn't Think Too Deep Into It. Everyone Had Their Weird Little Quirks To Cope With The Job.

Except That Was Before He Saw Just How Red And Raw Your Hands And The Surrounding Area Was When He Spotted You Doing It Over And Over Again.

He Ignored It At First, His Job Was To Slay Demons Not Babysit Others Who Have No Idea On How To Properly Cope. It Was Non Of His Business. Yet Deep Down...He Couldn't Bring Himself To Just Ignore It.

"How Stupid Must You Be To Damage The One Thing You Can Weild A Blade With?" Was What He Had Said To You.

Scolded You, Called You Stuff Like Idiot And Moron For Weakening Yourself.

Personally Took You To Get Checked By Shinobu To Get Your Hands Checked And Cleaned. Took You To Make Sure You'd Actually Do That And Not Make Some False Promise Of Going.

Reported It To Master Too, More So Just So He Was Aware Incase Anything Else Happened Down The Line.

From Then On Even If He Displayed No Caring Nature, He Was Always Acutely Aware Keeping His Eye On You From A Safe Distance Away.

Shinobu:

When She Saw Your Hands At First, She Wasn't One To Rush To Conclusions, You Simply Could Have Gotten It From A Fight, Nonetheless She Cleaned It Up And Bandaged Them.

But Then You Were Frequently Returning, It Used To Be Once Every Few Months, To Weeks, Then Every Time Before You Went Off For A Mission.

Shinobu Was No Stranger To Coping Mechanisms, She Was No Better If Not Worse Then You, But She Was The Doctor And It Was Her Job To Care For You, Whether You Tell Her About It Or Not.

If You Willingly Told Her, Then She Was More Then Happy To Share Better Way To Go About These Things. Thing's You Could Do When You Feel Anxious Or Overwhelmed, Happy To Set Up Frequent Meetings To Check In And Make Sure You Were Doing Alright.

If You Didn't Tell Her, She'd Knudge You In The Right Direction From The Side Lines, Showing Things She Had Found Randomly And Enjoyed, Suggesting You To Try Them Too. Except It Wasn't Random, She Saught It Out And Simply Acted Oblivious For Your Sake, Acting Like She Didn't Know.

"Is It Really Worth Causing Yourself Such Pain?"