when you wear baggy clothing — kyojuro, sanemi, muichiro
Author’s Note: friendly reminder to be kind toward yourself. 💓 Easier said than done, ofc, but you deserve it❣️
when you wear baggy clothing — kyojuro, sanemi, muichiro
Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tokito Muichiro x Reader
Word Count: ~1,000
CW: implied body insecurity, mild sexual content
Emergency Request Fulfilled: Hey, so I'd like to ask for a Emergency Request of Sanemi, Rengoku and Muichiro (if you want you can add anyone else) with an S/o that is very Insecure of their thighs and always wear baggy things on their legs no matter how hot it is because they just don't like them.
~faqs, image~
“Would you like to change?” Kyojuro asks, “It is quite hot out today!”
“Is there something wrong with my outfit?” you raise an eyebrow, quickly backtracking as alarm races across his expression, “I’m just teasing!” shaking your head with a fond smile, “I know what you meant.”
“I am relieved!” he exhales loudly, almost pouting as he watches you put on your shoes, “I would never ask you to change like that.”
Chuckling patiently, you pucker your lips, giggling as he squats down to kiss you, “I know, Kyo. I love you.”
“Let me,” he hums contently, gently nudging your hands aside to finish tying your laces, “Your outfit is wonderful, by the way.”
“As is yours,” you wink.
“I really am fine with waiting,” he tries again, “If you feel like changing,” standing up with a soft grunt, “Your comfort is my priority.”
“I’m comfortable,” you answer simply, “Thank you though.”
“If something else is on your mind,” he says abruptly, hesitant to approach the aching suspicion in his chest, “Then,” sighing as he mentally shelves the subject for later, “Then please remember that I care about you.”
“How could I forget?” you murmur, linking your pinky with his, using him as a counterweight to stand up beside him, “I’ll be alright.”
And though Kyojuro ultimately believes you, he still finds himself silently promising to love you better — to press your perfections into your skin, fingertips warm and trembling, until even you can no longer doubt their truth.
“You’re going out in that?” Sanemi scoffs.
“Piss off,” you snort, smacking his bicep, “I like this dress.”
“Aren’t you afraid of tripping on the hem?” he smirks, “You might need taller shoes.”
“My shoes are just fine.”
“And if you trip?” he drawls.
Blinking pointedly at him, you shrug, “You’ll catch me.”
“But watching you fall on your face would be much funnier,” he promptly quips.
“Are we done talking about my outfit?” you scowl, “We’re missing all the sunshine bickering in here.”
“So let’s bicker outside,” he winks, “Maybe I’ll toss in a compliment once I’m warm enough.”
“Oh yes, because you’re a plant who becomes much more agreeable after soaking in X amount of sunlight.”
“Your legs aren’t gonna tan,” he quips, opening the front door for you.
Eyes rolling, you pat his chest in thanks as you walk past him, exhaling softly as summer air caresses your face, “Sanemi, the last thing I’m worried about is tanning my legs.”
“And the first thing?”
“None of your business,” you retort without thinking, delayed panic setting in as you realize There’s no way he’s letting that slide.
“My love.”
You nearly wince at his lowered, serious tone, refusing to turn around, almost certain he’s glaring thoughtfully—or worse, staring softly—at you.
“What are you worried about?”
“This doesn’t feel like bickering,” you mutter weakly.
“You can always wear sunscreen,” he says slowly, “No need to resort to tripping hazards.”
Relief floods your lungs at the delicate humor in his voice, dress twirling gently as you carefully meet his inquiring gaze.
“Maybe I want you to catch me.”
“I already warned you, watching you fall on your face would be much funnier,” arms crossing as his jaw tenses slightly, “Whenever you’re ready, I’m here to listen,” continuing smoothly before your panic can flare again, “For now, know that you look amazing,” cracking a wry smile, “And I’m grateful I get to enjoy your beautiful, untanned legs.”
“Would you actually let me trip and die?” you answer breathlessly, tears pricking the corners of your eyes at his intuition and patience.
Laughing roughly, he waves a nonchalant hand, “If it looked like you were gonna die, then of course I’d catch you,” raising a smug eyebrow, “But chances are you wouldn’t die, so who knows…”
Despite his teasing reply, the moment he offers you his elbow, a sarcastic yet attentive glint in his eyes, you know better — Shinazugawa Sanemi will always catch you.
“Why are you wearing those?” you raise an eyebrow, gesturing at Muichiro’s grey sweatpants, “It’s like, a hundred degrees outside.”
“Because you are,” he shrugs, offering you a faint smile, “We’re cute when we’re matching.”
You poke his shoulder with a snort. He doesn’t budge.
“Y’know what’s not cute?”
“What?” he deadpans.
“Both of us melting into puddles.”
“So you’re allowed to be a puddle, and I’m not?” his head tilts.
“I don’t want to be a puddle,” you huff, arms crossing good naturedly, “But it’s better like this.”
Nodding slowly, his eyes narrow with confusion, “What’s better like this?”
“Never mind,” you sigh, reaching for his hand, nose scrunching happily as his fingers immediately intertwine with yours, “We’re gonna be late.”
“I’d like to resolve this first,” he replies, tone frustratingly smooth, “I don’t understand.”
“You don’t have to change,” you explain patiently, nudging him with your elbow, “After all, we are cute when we’re matching.”
“But I feel like you don’t want to wear sweatpants,” Muichiro retorts, stubborn as ever, “So why don’t we match in shorts instead?”
“Don’t like them,” you mutter quickly.
“You could wear mine? They’re longer, more baggy, more comfortable,” he assures you, brow furrowing, “Because I’m absolutely not putting on booty shorts.”
Giggling quietly, the tension between your shoulders lessens, his oblivious consideration easing your nerves, “We don’t have to match.”
“But I want to.”
“Fine!” you exclaim, eyes rolling playfully, “Let’s go change into shorts, your, shorts.”
“And for the record,” he murmurs, dutifully following you as you tug him toward the bedroom, “Just because I refuse to wear booty shorts doesn’t mean you can’t.”
“I know.”
“And I know we don’t have to match,” he pauses, affection warming the back of your head as he gazes fondly at you leading the way, “But I want you to know that I support you and your fashion choices, no matter what.”
He might be somewhat off the mark, but his sentiment calms the butterflies in your stomach nonetheless, voice soft as you respond carefully, “Thank you Muichiro. Me and my fashion choices appreciate you very much.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too. Now let’s put on some long, baggy, comfortable shorts!”
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A New Interactive Novel
A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy romance with Middle Eastern roots, free to play on pc as well as mobile! It’s entirely text-based, with choices throughout to shape both your main character’s personality and skills as well as influence their relationships with others. There are four love interests for you to choose from, both female as well as male, each with their own stories and secrets for you to uncover!
The game itself is currently a work in progress, where each new chapter will be released as I finish it.
Total wordcount and progress: 375k / 10 chapters
Average words per playthrough: 210k
First published: 19 July, 2019
Last updated: 28 February, 2023
Art by @artbygaia
CONTENT WARNINGS: Depictions of violence, injuries and blood, death, trauma, psychological and physical body horror, sexually suggestive content and descriptions of animal cruelty. Safe to play for those 16 years and older.
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Their parents murdered and the previous Crown of Arsur assassinated, your character finds themselves on the run as they’ve been bestowed with the golden eyes that mark them as the new Crown.
Unseen enemies at their heels, will they succeed as the Crown, or will they lead to the downfall of the Empire?
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The Arsurian Empire itself is overseen by a single ruler known as the Crown. Unlike traditional monarchies, however, the title is not inherited through blood. Whenever the Crown dies, their famed golden eyes pass on to the one chosen by the spirits of this world to be the new Crown: this appears to happen at random, as Crowns in the past have ranged from the poorest farmer to the wealthiest noble.
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