GYOMEI HIMEJIMA BREAKDOWN!!!!
SPOILER WARNING!
if you have not read the kimetsu no yaiba manga yet, please do not proceed. or if you wanna spoil yourself than go ahead.
So here is a little Break down for Gyomei Himejima, though nobody asked he really needs to be appreciated more.
how can anybody hate this man? cmon, hes so handome.
anyways lets get into it
NAME MEANING ::
悲 /hi/: means sorrow
鳴 /me/: means bird song. However, when paired with 悲, it will be a scream (悲鳴 /himei/)
嶼 /jima/: here means small island, islet (if it's big island, it's 嶋, 島 both read /shima/)
If we combine 悲鳴 and 嶼 together, we will get the meaning "The screaming in the small island". But if you combine 3 separate words 悲, 鳴, 嶼, it means "The sound of birds singing full of sorrow on a small island"
In addition, 悲 refers to the character as a monk and always has the catchphrase "How pitiful" as a way of showing the Buddha's compassion.
行 /gyou/: means to step forward.
冥 /mei/: refers to the place of darkness which doesn't have light, or also refers to the abode of the deceased
行冥 /gyoumei/ would be "Into the dark", "Into the dead". Coinciding with Himejima's death after the battle with Muzan, that mean's Gyomei has "deathflag right from the name".
APPEARANCE ::
Himejima stands at a whopping 7'2, In the anime it shows that shinobu is as tall as his legs, god damn...
He is a very muscular man, he has big veiny arms and hands, he has a Red Beaded necklace Around his neck and Red Prayer beads.
He has a spikey onyx colored undercut, his hair seems very soft.
He has White glassy eyes, He has no Pupils Visible due to him being blind. He crys a bunch during the series (reason in backstory)
He wears an Olive green Haori, the frame of the haori contains the kanji for the Shin Buddha chant (南な無む阿あ彌み陀だ仏ぶつ || Namu Amida Butsu) on both sides. The Patches on his haori aswell has the chant.
BACKSTORY ::
When he was a child, he had a fever which caused him to become blind.
When he got older he lived in a temple with children. One of them little fuckers was Kaigaku, One day kaigaku stole some money from Gyomei and Decided to flee the Temple, while doing so he encountered a demon. He told the demon about the Temple with the children and Gyomei, He put out the wisteria incense and invited the demon in the temple to spare his life. Gyomei Sensed a demon nearby and told the children to stay close to him, but was very frail and weak and his voice was too soft to shout loudly. they did not obey which led to them getting killed. The only one who listened was Sayo. Once the Demon found Gyomei and sayo, Gyomei decided to beat the living shit outa the demon. "the feeling of me killing a living thing was disgusting to me, but if it werent for that day i wouldve never knew my strength." Gyomei said. He killed the demon and the sun started rising. help came and sayo told the man " That big man! he killed everyone!" Out of panic. Because of how tall he was they thought of Gyomei, which caused him to get death row, right before he was going to be executed Ubuyashiki Saw him and bailed him out. In order to return the favor he joined the Demon Slayer Corps and became in hashira in 2 Months.
He crys alot due to of the event what happened in the temple, He is very sensitive.
BREATHING TECHNIQUES ::
First Form: Serpentinite Bipolar:
Gyomei throws both the flail and axe towards his target and manipulates the chain by rotating it thus causing the axe and flail to also rotate in order to drill through his target.
Second Form: Upper Smash
Gyomei throws both his axe and spiked flail for a pincer move before stepping down on the chain to cause the flail to rebound and smash his target from far.
Third Form: Stone Skin
Gyomei Sends out a series of slashes with the axe to deflect attacks, like a shield.
Fourth Form: Volcanic Rock, Rapid Conquest
Gyomei uses both the flail and axe weapons at both ends of the chain by swinging the chain on both sides in order to strike his opponent using a two pronged wide cornering attack.
Fifth Form: Arcs of Justice
Gyomei utilizes a powerful barrage with his flail and axe, doing a great amount of damage. The axe is destined to hit first with the trajectory of the flail following from the opposite side and slamming into the opponent.
Well Thank you everybody for reading... or if your just reading the ending for some odd reason. I really think Himejima is underrated. Like he does not get enough attention. anyways, ill see ya!
Sources :: Reddit, Google, and ofc the Kny Wiki.
if my english is not great i dont fucking know, my first language is english, im just stupid.
@venusathena i spent a whole fucking hour on this.
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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕒
Mitsuri Kanroji x reader
genre: Fluff
warnings: none just fluffiness
There is no gender but it does mention having kids so if you are a fem character, you two are getting knocked up with magic!
requested by @marwhoa
I hope you Like it!
Life with Mitsuri is no ordinary life.
There is always something new and exciting to find or do.
Despite your occupations and the threat of looming death/being eaten by demons you and Mitsuri live a happy life.
Mitsuri lives up to her title of Love hashira anytime you're in the picture. Whether it's surprising romantic dinners/picnics, traveling back home, or fighting demons together Mitsuri makes sure love is in the air 24/7.
Your her s/o you must be showered with love anytime and anyplace.
While being constantly doted on her is quite nice. She never gets used to you still acting like your courting her even though two are already official.
Her favorite moments are when both of you are busy but you still take the time to set up dates on rendezvous points. They could be the simplest things but mitsuri loves how thoughtful you are.
Most if not all of your rendezvous dates end up with both of you sleeping the night away in each other's arms. Before you part ways you kiss and promise to see each other in a few days where you take the liberty of giving your love a well-deserved massage.
she's in heaven,
Mitsuri gets flustered and shy as soon as you mention anything about the future with her.
"Look Mitsi isn't this place lovely? we should totally live here once we retire from the demon corps.''
"y-yeah."
don't you look at her! she's completely in bliss that your thinking about a future with her. But don't you dare say anything when she trips up when you mention anything about a family.
The first time you even mentioned starting a family with her she fainted. It didn't help you kept hitting on her while just casually mentioning it to her.
"awee look baby! I found a puppy! Isn't he the cutest!"
"yes! how cute!"
"he isn't as cute as you but I think we should keep him!"
"what if-"
"he'd be great practice for when we start having kids! Uzi's wife told me if I can take care of a pet. I can take care of a baby"
cue her flustering
"First we have to talk to your dad right and get his permission."
" but, our babies would look so cute Mitsi, Don't you think?"
" I hope they look as beautiful as you!"
when you turn to look at her, her body comically fainted. Which sent you in a panic frenzy.
you hit her with the one-two punch too quickly. You can't just casually mention asking her father for her hand in marriage and whatnot.
But she loves seeing you with the new addition of the family. It's like you and the puppy have this unspoken bond with it.
"Mistuu Mitsuu mistsu! the puppy is lonely! we should get him a little doggy friend!"
she doesn't know how you did it but a couple of hours later you appeared with a stay dog.
“mitsi, mitsi, mITSI LOOK, I found a stray doggy! can we please keep it for our other doggy!"
She has no other choice to accept. after all, there is more than enough love in your household for more.
"Mitsi?"
"yes, love?"
" I love you! I feel like I don't say it enough."
Stop! you can't be this cute all the damn time!
Don't get me started on how the other Hashira's.
Rengoku is coming over almost every other day, he plays with the puppies with you while mitsu just looks at your little family from the porch.
If either of you gets hurt I'm sorry but Shinobu can't stay long around the two of you. She loves the both of you truly but it's awkward being the third wheel and constantly witnessing you dote on each other.
Gyōmei is always crying about how young love is beautiful. Obanai is crying with him but for a different reason. He truly wishes the best for you two. If you'll need a priest he's gotcha.
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Can we have Giyuu starting a family? He has a sweet waifu and a baby, he's super happy with them and there's lots of love. Plz he needs it.
Ahhh hello, bby! My friend also requested this, so I hope both of you like it. UwU It’s not entirely complete bc I feel like I need to think more on how Giyuu will be with an actual baby. So there might be a part two??? But I hope this is fine for now. :D
Redemption week. Redemption week. I will write nothing but happiness for Giyuu this streak. Ahaha.
Also, another note: Two hundred yen in the Taishō era was worth alot of money. Just to avoid confusion. Okay, that’s it. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. Ahaha. 💖
***
Giyuu x F!Reader: Accidental Pregnancy (SFW Scenario):
“Alright, place your bets, everyone,” Shinobu chimed excitedly as she dropped a few bills and coins inside a box Mitsuri had found within Headquarters.
Readily, all the Hashira present— save for Gyōmei and Muichiro— dug into their pockets and counted out ample amounts of bills, before dropping them in with Shinobu’s bet. Then, deftly, the Insect Hashira quickly counted through the money.
“We have two-hundred Yen here, whoever guesses correctly gets all the money. If more than one person guesses correctly, then they have to share,” Shinobu explained patiently, all while some of her comrades eyed the reward money in her hands hotly. Two-hundred Yen was already a lot of money; it could get them two-hundred dozen eggs, and maybe a a hundred pounds of cured meat.
So, suffice to say that all of them wanted it.
“Does everyone still have the same bets? Or would anyone like to change their prior bet?” At the prompt, Uzui sniffed haughtily as he crossed his arms over his chest.
And then, the Sound Hashira said, “It might not be flamboyant, but I’m betting that Tomioka will get (L/n) pregnant. That’s how those two will admit their feelings for each other.”
Shinobu nodded in complete agreement, while the others— namely: Rengoku, Shinazugawa, and Iguro— shook their heads. Kanroji, in typical fashion, looked to be a little lost— as she was the only one who had an entirely different opinion.
“Tomioka won’t do it. He’s not brave enough to confess to (Y/n),” The Flame Hashira announced with a laugh, which his cohorts agreed to with noncommittal hums.
“They might think they’re being sly by fucking behind our backs, but when someone says something about it they’re going to stop,” Sanemi added with a scoff, before looking right at Uzui— as if to directly oppose his opinion.
Iguro let his eyes flit over all of his comrades— lingering on Kanroji for a while— before landing right on Shinobu. “That’s most likely the reason why Oyakata-sama is talking to them right now.”
A collective silence hung over all the Hashira, as all of them contemplated their own opinions— which Kanroji took as her chance to air out her thoughts.
“Well, I think that Tomioka-san will take (Y/n)-chan out to a candlelit dinner, and he’ll confess to her there.”
All eyes landed on the Love Hashira, and all of them looked at her as if she had sprouted a new head. Her opinion was outlandish at best, but no one dared to say anything about it.
After all, she was entitled to live in her own fantasy world— no matter how inaccurate her portrayal of the Water Hashira was.
“I still don’t think this is right. Gambling is an unskillful activity. As Buddha once said, ‘In winning one begets hatred; in losing one mourns the loss of one’s wealth,’” Himejima uttered in that solemn tone of his, and it made his comrades all second-guess their decision.
But when they saw the box of prize money still in Shinobu’s hands, the Stone Hashira’s words practically floated away.
“Be careful, (Y/n).” All the Hashira looked up at Giyuu’s familiar tone, only to sport differing reactions when they saw the Water Hashira and the Snow Hashira round the corner with their hands intertwined.
At the sight, Uzui and Shinobu traded knowing looks, while the three who’d opposed their opinion furrowed their eyebrows in mild frustration. Meanwhile, Kanroji almost clapped her hands in joy at the sweet sight.
(Y/n) rolled her eyes at her lover’s overly worried words, as it was all she could do so as not to swoon at how attentive he was being. Ever since she’d told him about the news, he had made a more conscious effort to be around her— and she would be damned if she didn’t admit that it was making her fall even harder for him.
Not that she would ever say it out loud. She was fine with keeping her feelings to herself, thank you very much.
Unless Giyuu confessed first; only then would she admit to feeling the same way.
“Oh? All of you are still here?” (Y/n) asked in mild surprise when she caught sight of the huddled forms of her comrades. “I guess it makes it easier for-”
However, the Snow Hashira had to pause when she caught sight of the box filled with money in Shinobu’s hands. She immediately narrowed her eyes at the Insect Hashira, before stating flatly, “You were betting on this? Why am I not surprised?”
“How long have all of you known about us?” Giyuu asked in his usual tone, which had everyone— save for (Y/n)— looking at him much like they had at Kanroji.
“Everyone had always known, dumbass. You two weren’t exactly discrete about it,” Sanemi practically spat at Giyuu, which made Giyuu frown. He simply didn’t understand why the Wind Hashira was so rude to him.
As if sensing the upcoming squabble, Rengoku stepped in and quelled it before it could even take root in anyone’s mind. “So, would you mind telling us why Oyakata-sama asked both of you to stay?”
“Ah… that…” (Y/n)’s voice rose in pitch, as a blush made its way onto her cheeks. And, reflexively, her free hand moved to cradle her very faint baby bump.
All eyes zeroed in on that minute movement, and she had to quirk an eyebrow at Sanemi and Obanai who had cursed irately before crossing their arms over their respective chests.
“(Y/n)’s three months pregnant,” Giyuu announced, as the faintest of smiles graced his lips. He then looked down at where his lover’s hand pressed against her belly, and he couldn’t help but feel his own gaze soften at the tiny bump. “It’s mine.”
It all felt surreal when (Y/n) had first told him a month ago, but he wasn’t mad. He had never told anyone, but he’d always wanted to have a wife and children.
He had half of that solved, he just had to work on the other half. Hopefully, she wouldn’t make it him work too hard for her hand in marriage.
“Who else’s would it be, Tomioka-san?” Shinobu chimed in with a giggle, as she quickly counted half of the prize money and gave it to Uzui.
And with a smug smirk, the Sound Hashira fanned out the paper bills in his right hand, before using it to fan himself. “Thank you for making me a hundred Yen richer.”
“Yes, thank you. Let’s do this again sometime.” Shinobu laughed once more, before carefully pocketing her prize.
“All of you are insufferable. Come on, Giyuu. Let’s go.” With that, (Y/n) tugged at her lover’s hand to get both of them out of there.
***
So came the days when Giyuu was required to change from a stoic, single man, to a doting, and very-much-in love father-to-be.
He didn’t have a single complaint about his predicament. Not once did he think ill of (Y/n), nor did he resent her for getting pregnant. After all, it took two to make a baby. Besides, he was simply ecstatic at the thought of having a mini version of him and (Y/n) around the house.
Giyuu couldn’t wait to add more babies to their family.
However, the one thing that always got him down was (Y/n)’s lack of response to his feelings. He tried to convey his love for her through all of his gestures, and she was grateful towards him, but it seemed that she was still hiding part of herself from him.
It wasn’t a secret that he was bad at verbalizing his affections— or verbalizing anything, really— but he just wanted some confirmation that she felt the same way towards him.
Gratefulness was one thing, but genuine feelings were another thing entirely. He craved to let her know just how much he loved her, yet he was always hindered from doing so because of the unclear boundaries between them.
“Giyuu…” (Y/n) whispered in the dead of the night, as she propped herself up against her right elbow and gently rubbed her lover’s chest to wake him up. “Giyuu, wake up. Giyuu.”
Reluctantly, the Water Hashira opened his eyes, only to snap them wide open when he realized that (Y/n) was close to his face. He then bolted upright and turned to her, with worry shining in his eyes. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is it time?”
(Y/n)’s eyes widened at that, before she offered him a sheepish grin. It was so adorable that it calmed Giyuu’s racing heart. “I’m sorry for startling you, but… I want to eat something sweet and tart. Like sakura no mi, or yama ichigo. Please?”
He’d been woken up to go berry picking, which was already trivial enough; but to make matters worse, the sun wasn’t even up yet. If he checked his pocket watch, he would probably see that it was only half past two in the morning.
Still, Giyuu didn’t mind. Because he loved (Y/n), and that was the least he could do for her.
So, he slowly got up and out of their shared futon, then pressed a lazy kiss to the top of her head, before getting dressed to go foraging.
It didn’t take long for him to fill a small basket up with the berries she’d requested— as they were in season, and Giyuu knew the area like the back of his hand.
So he was surprised when he came back home, only to find (Y/n) already bustling around in the kitchen. From what he could smell, she was making okayu from what they had in the kitchen.
“(Y/n)? What are you doing out of bed?” The Hashira asked, clearly confused as to why she would be cooking at such an early hour— when she preferred to start her mornings a little later than him.
“I…” She began hesitantly, while she kept her head down to hide the blush on her cheeks.
Normally, her cravings were something easy to make, or something ready to eat in the kitchen, but it was the first time that she’d sent Giyuu out on an errand and she felt bad about it. So she decided to make it worth his while by making something for him.
She just didn’t think that he would be back so soon.
“(Y/n)?”
“I felt bad about sending you out this early… so I thought-” (Y/n) answered softly— but was cut off when Giyuu marched up to her, turned her around, then pressed his lips to hers.
The action served to make her eyes widen, as a blush warmed her entire body— from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.
She didn’t know why, but she was always reduced to a flustered mess whenever Giyuu did something remotely sweet.
Who was she kidding though? She knew exactly why she acted that way around Giyuu; it was because she loved him— immensely. She just couldn’t admit it out loud to him, at the risk of ruining whatever unspoken agreement they had.
“Here. Your berries,” He announced in his usual cool tone— even though he felt so lightheaded from what he’d done that he just wanted to lay down.
In her excitement, (Y/n) as good as forgot her jumbled emotions; so she reached out and grasped the basket with both hands. All the while, she eyed the plump wild berries so covetously that Giyuu felt he was intruding on something private. “Ah! Thank you, Giyuu! I love you even more for this.”
Giyuu, in his surprise, choked on air as his eyes widened at the casually-thrown surprise. He immediately turned away from (Y/n)— more to hide his completely red face than anything else— and began to walk away from her.
He wanted to ask her about her words, and the war he waged with himself was long and bloody, but he eventually relented. So, with his back still to her, and his hand still covering the lower half of his face, he asked, “Did you mean it?”
“Did I mean what?” The young woman asked happily as she popped the first yama ichigo into her mouth. All of her thoughts and trepidations from their earlier exchange had clearly been pushed aside to savor the taste of her berries.
“That you love me?”
That brought pause to (Y/n)’s actions, and she swallowed what was in her mouth before worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. It was now or never, really.
“Of course. I always have, Giyuu. I wouldn’t have been with you in the first place if I didn’t.” Her hands deftly fussed with the sides of the wicker basket— running the pads of her fingers over the rough grooves and indentations of the pattern— to ease her nerves.
“I… I love you, too. You and the baby. I always have, as well.” He was about to continue, when he felt his lover’s warm body press against his back, as her arms wrapped tightly around his middle.
“Good. Because you’re stuck with us now, anata.”
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