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gaywiththesauce · 10 months

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I am going feral.

So, we all know this scene in Season 3 SSV. The scene that made every Kyojuro fan at least gasp and giggle with glee.

This scene! I was just looking at it because I'm writing about it and I just realized something.

When we forget about someone in our lives but we're reminded of their name, what are we forgetting about?

Their face! (and their voice)

That's what's so smart about this scene in particular! At the very beginning, the view starts from the back, as if Kyojuro was walking away. And it is very blurry.

That may have been how Muichiro remembered Kyojuro before. Blurry, with no face. Just a head of unusual hair. Even the background had gone white and was just hair and the brief outline of his haori.

Then, Muichiro regained his memories. Suddenly, the white background clears to a pretty scene of Kyojuro standing in the courtyard. Finally, he turns around to show his face and you hear a little "hmph." Then it goes into the dialogue.

"Let's give it our all together as Hashira!"

Look at Muichiro's face in that frame! He doesn't look bored or empty inside. He's looking up at Kyojuro, eyes wide, mouth small, eyebrows raised. He's interested in what Kyojuro's saying. Kyojuro didn't just stop him as he was leaving, they must have been having a conversation that Muichiro was paying attention to (or trying to pay attention to).

He genuinely looks up to Kyojuro like the role model he is. He didn't start crying until after his memory with that short bit with Kyojuro. I'm almost sure there was more interaction between the two other than what the anime showed (I'm anime only), but Muichiro tearing up after remembering Kyojuro was a detail. I'll show you what I mean. And you get to look at more Mui, so it's a win-win.

This was just before Muichiro saw the tsuba (Kyojuro's hilt.)

Also his poor eye bags :'(

And in this gif, he didn't realize his family was there until they touched him.

He was crying because he realized who Kyojuro was and realized it was too late because he had already been murdered. He was gone before he got a chance to appreciate him being there.

I haven't seen any posts like this. Maybe because it's obvious to everyone but me? Let me know your thoughts!

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willhuro · 1 year

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Happy B-day Kyo 💖💖🍰

I didn't want to make a very detailed drawing but I liked this a lot 💜

#digital art #my art #illustration #demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba demon slayer #rengoku kyōjurō #kny kyoujurou #kyoujuro rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou

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fire-loving-siren · 1 year

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I figured out I have a type. My top 4 favourite characters, my husbandos, the men I'd marry in a heartbeat if they were real...

Portgas D. Ace from One Piece

Shanks from One Piece

Rengoku Kyoujurou from Demon Slayer

Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen

Now, what do these Gentlemen have in common?

They love food. Or like Gojo sweet stuff which is still food. Shanks probably not too much but I bet he still loves food lol

They are goofy and silly and have humour.

They can be serious when it's important.

They are all basically fathers or big brothers.

They are leaders and strong.

They are hard working, caring and believe in themselves and their family and friends, they don't care about what other people think and live life (mostly) however they want.

Behind their tough exterior they are incredibly kind.

Also, I find it incredibly hot when a strong guy is able to carry me without breaking a sweat.

So, yeah, if a guy like that would appear? I'd let him impregnate me instantly.

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kxkyuu · 2 years

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Happy Birthday to the Love of my Life, Kyoujuro Rengoku!!

In honor of his birthday, I'm opening Requests just for Kyoujuro and Kyoujuro only.

Send me a scenario and a prompt! And I'll give you a little drabble!

#baby kyou's birthday 🧡#kimetsu rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku smut #rengoku x you #rengoku kyōjurō #rengoku x y/n #kyoujuro #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba rengoku #kny kyoujurou #rengoku x reader smut #rengoku x reader

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voldkat24983257805723052 · 2 years

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I FORGOT TO POST LIKE A DUMBASS ok have kyoujurou doodles and 1 ( one ) akaza bye

#vk's arts #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer kyojuro #kny kyoujurou #kimetsu kyojuro #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku kyojuro #rengokukyoujorou #demon slayer rengoku #rengoku kyōjurō #akaza #kny akaza #akaza kny

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yomoya-girl · 10 months

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Just a reminder that this character official poster also exist.

(It pains me to not see him lined up with the others)

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auraee · 2 years

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- 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪. -

❁ 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖 - I should have been writing something else, I really should have. Just earlier today I was making lunch and my brain was like "Oh my god, what if-" and here we are. This little short story is pretty fluffy and suggestive, so if you're alright with that -

❁𝖧𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀!❁

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The moon’s frosty glow shone proudly into our bedroom through the glass balcony doors and windows, rivalling the mellow bedside decorative candlelight that melted beside me, filling the room with its sweet coconut scent. Sighing, I lifted my gaze to outline the contents of the room. My eyes traced the few art portraits and cute photos that hung delicately from the pearly walls. At the bottom of the sepia accented wall was a cute little hazelnut sofa with a cable stitched blanket draped over it from the centre - perfect for cuddling. The heating of the room felt wonderful, that alongside the bath that I took not long ago relaxed my muscles, swelling my pleasure as I nestled snug into my oversized worn tee. My attention was then taken back to the balcony doors, peering through it led to a breathless view of the flickering garden lights, twinkling softly amongst themselves like stars and lighting up the colourful patch of flowers that swayed in the middle.

Work had been long, excruciatingly long, but fulfilling. Now that I have gotten past my writer's block (the means that got me rid of it was…well) I practically flew through writing the chapter. My editor almost did a cartwheel when I showed her what I had written, gushing over the detailed emotions and rawness of the intimate scene that I painted. When she asked me how I got it done so suddenly after holding back;

…I couldn’t tell her the truth.

Nevertheless, I got back into my groove - this time, happily typing away on my laptop. Meanwhile, my boyfriend was singing - pretty well actually, in the shower just a little down the hall. The beats of his playlist slipped under the door and out into the open. It sounded like he was having the time of his life in there - I didn’t even know his voice could get that high.

Abruptly, the door opened further from its ajar state, steamy fog spewing out as it did. Next came the music, much louder than it was previously and then the man himself, in nothing but a towel. Kyojuro stood in the middle of the hallway, his messy ardent hair bobbing in time with the music causing dripping beads of water that fell down to his pecs, joining the several others racing down the rest of his toned torso to see which droplet could reach his pelvis first. I took note of his facial features - the visible, kissable dimples that creviced his cheeks from smiling so much. The elated twinkle in his eye that he got when he was jamming to his tunes - it was quite the cute spectacle. Kyojuro swayed his hips with the rhythm, a firm grasp on the centre of his towel, his bicep tensed, and with my gaze travelling down I was met with two jutting veins from under his honeyed skin.

Well… now he’s both cute and sexy.

He paid no mind to the world around him, not even noticing my ogling while he continued to sing along with the song playing. Missing a few words here and there, but he definitely had the spirit. The sight flushed my face with furious heat. Even though I had seen him like this several times before it never ceased to have this heart-thumping effect on me. He makes me so shy it frustrates me. I’m already timid as it is, but he makes it so many times worse!

With a lot of work, I tore my eyes away from Kyojuro’s godly physique and re-adjust my focus to the document in front of me. “Just one more paragraph…” I mumbled internally.

I had only gotten another sentence written when my train of thought was interrupted, “Love,” called out Kyojuro, slipping on his slippers and shuffling into the bedroom, “I thought we talked about bringing work to bed.”

There was a soft scolding tinge in his tone as he spoke to me, “How are you going to get sufficient rest if you don’t allow yourself to? It’s not healthy to work all the time, even if the thing that you’re working on is your passion. You need to rest.”

I knew he was right, and we did talk about this, but still! Clasping my hands together, I puckered my lips up into a plump pout to make my plea, “I Know, but there’s this-”

Disregarding my protesting, Kyojuro took a seat between my thigh and the rest of the bed, the walnut wooden frame groaning under his weight. In that same movement he placed his other hand on the bedding just off my other thigh, closing the distance between us, “What did we decide on?”

“...Not to bring work to bed.” I grumbled, shifting slightly on the bed sheets, growing nervous at his sudden proximity.

“That’s right.”

“But if I just complete this paragraph!”

“You can complete it tomorrow, baby.” Kyojuro insisted, his voice shifting to more concern. He adjusted his towel again before resting it on the back of my laptop. “Save your work. You will have time to do it tomorrow. When you are working.”

I pulled my gaze away from Kyojuro, to think, nibbling at my lower lip as I did so, “I suppose so…”

Kyojuro then reached for my chin, his thumb tenderly grazed my lower lip, somewhat tugging it free from my teeth, “No, you are going to do it.” he urged, “You are going to rest tonight because you deserve it!”

I sighed, finally caving in. That response promptly dealt me another jovial grin from my goofball partner, “Alright…”

“Great! Now, stand up!”

A squeal involuntarily left me as Kyojuro took my hands, pulled me from the bed and into his chest,“What? Why?”

“You are going to dance with me! My bathroom playlist is still going, Mariah Carey is on now!”

“...You have a bathroom playlist?”

Kyojuro’s spirited laugh rang to all four corners of the room, twirling my figure under his arm and coaxing me to move in time with his body.

“Yes! I have a set playlist for a myriad of things! Cooking, working out, and so on!”

I, in turn, side-stepped awkwardly, “Ah, Kyo… I don’t know. My body isn’t as, you know, moveable…” I chuckled, “I’d rather watch you!”

Kyojuro shook his head giggling, once again ignoring my protests, “Your body doesn’t have to be anything! I just want feel you move with me, flower!”

Warmth swept my figure again at Kyo’s words, but I shyly agreed to Kyojuro’s delight.

Fantasy by Mariah was playing, her voice bounced off the walls, giving the ambiance of the dimly lit room a sweet, care-free air. Over time, I gradually let go of my embarrassment, dancing along and laughing at Kyojuro being a cheesy dork.

“Oh, when you walk by every night! Talkin' sweet and lookin' fine!” Kyojuro sang enthusiastically, simultaneously turning rhythmically to smack himself on the butt, “I get kinda hectic inside! Mmm, baby, I'm so into you! Darlin', if you only knew! All the things that flow through my mind~”

I nearly teared up from laughing at this new spectacle, not to mock him, but in appreciation to get me to go along with him.

So naturally, I did.

“But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby.” I sang giggling, continuing the duet, “When I close my eyes, you come and take me ~ on and on and on, it's so deep in my daydreams. But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby~”

“There you go,” chimed Kyojuro, continuing to dance, “You look stunning, _______!”

My lips puckered up into an appreciative smile as I shut my eyes and finally got to the groove of the music. I rocked my hips from side to side, bobbing my head in time while running my fingers down my curves, feeling the soft fabric of my tee rise up my brown skin in the process. Unbeknownst to me, I felt a hand reach lightly tug at my wrist and pull me towards a chiselled abdomen. Under the allure of the coconut scented room, a rough, calloused hand sandwiched the plush of my thigh between its fingers, enticing me to follow the rocking hips of the man humming behind me. Then, following the first arm, the second returned to my waist to hug it tightly. A shuddering warm breath brushed over the exposed portion of my shoulder, lingering there for a moment and in the next a seedling kiss was then planted, followed by various tantalising others.

I hummed at the affection, bashfully basking in my love’s appreciation of me. I reached up to massage Kyojuro’s humid scalp, with him returning a muffled groan as he continued his tender assault. The song was teased to end, the remaining seconds of the melody lingered in the air, when suddenly my eyes snapped open.

“K-Kyo?” I stammered, almost voiceless between hot breaths.

I got a carnal, playful hum in response.

“I– think your fantasy fell and your reality is poking me…”

“Hm?-- OH!”

- 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕘𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 -

❀ 𝔸𝕟 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 ⚘ ꕤ 𝕀𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 ⚘ ❁ 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟

#kyoujurou #kyojuro x you #black female reader #demon slayer kyojuro #kyojuro x black reader #fanfic #demon slayer #black!fem!reader #black!reader #rengoku kyoujuro x reader #kny kyoujurou #kyoujurou x reader #Kyo fluff #kyojuro rengoku x black!reader #black reader #black fem reader #demon slayer fanfic

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mangalover4321 · 1 year

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I just wanted to say that I couldn't cry more reading the last scene with Kyo and Shinjuro in the lasted chapter. All the emotions, grief, love n guilt in a hug that breaks me to no end bc of the actual canon..God I still want to cry while I remember it. All the moments between him and his boys is the only thing that had made me deeply happy these months while I read the fic. You are amazing n deserve all the world!! I hope u had a nice holidays ♥ Can't wait to finally see the train!

Aw, thank you so much! I truly appreciate all the wonderful support everyone gives to this story! ♥

We are finally at the Mugen Train as well! I did have make some emotional moments before Shinjurou headed out for the mission and the end is coming! Everyone will have to hold on for what is in store and be ready!

Thank you again and I hope that you will continue to enjoy the story! ♥

#requiem of a redemption #kny #kny kyoujurou #kny kyojuro #kny kyojurou #kny spoilers #kny shinjurou #kny shinjuro #kny senjuro #kny senjurou #demon slayer rengoku #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba rengoku #the pendulum keeps swinging

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mogempress · 2 years

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A collage of Kyojuro Rengoku from Demon Slayer, which I created today.

#demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku kyoujuro #kny kyoujurou #kny #collageart #collage #manga art #manga collage

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gaywiththesauce · 9 months

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Crashed (Hammered, Wasted Even) (RenGiyuu, KNY)

When Giyuu thought of his life, he figured he was lucky.

He thought he was lucky to live under a house with a roof, to go to college, to land a teaching job at a high school, and go to college for his Master's in the summers and loosely in the spring seasons. For the last two years, that's how his life has been. Satisfied, that's how he would describe his life. He got up in the mornings with quick breakfasts, had unremarkable lunches, and ate takeout four days a week for dinner. He liked this life, or at least he convinced himself he did.

"Really? That sounds boring," Shinobu Kocho, one of his students, commented when he mentioned his simple life. She had lockpicked his door after refusing to get it for her on his lunch break. Even having her in here was a risk to his perfect teaching record, but she sat stubbornly in the front row. This is the seventh time she's done this, but classes had only been in session for three weeks.

"That's your opinion," he said calmly, eating out of his premade bento box. He was tired of the tuna flavor. He will buy a different kind tomorrow.

"My opinion is correct! Do you even go out?"

The lunch period was already wrapping up, so he finished what was left, "I shouldn't discuss my personal life with a student, you know." That got a groan out of Shinobu. She had something homemade with her. Curry rice, or what was left of it after she was finished. Shinobu ate faster than him, which gave her ample time to question every damn thing about him.

"C'mon," she stood to throw away her dirty napkins, "I'm not just a student."

Giyuu laughed through his nose. Yes, she was also an employee at the library he visited twice a month. The first time to rent books that won't be finished, and the second time to return them so there wasn't a fee on his card. Oh, and she was in one (1) of his classes this summer. Biology. For some reason, she took a college class as a junior going on to senior. Despite him never asking about it, she explained it anyways. It was something about wanting to be ahead of her classmates and something about her sister he didn't catch. She talked to him the entire course and was his lab partner, so it was ironic when he saw her sitting in one of his afternoon classes. She has insisted that Giyuu is her equal, even going as far as demanding more respect and being treated as an "adult." He had no idea what that meant because his behavior was the same for everyone.

"Fine, I'll drop it, Tomioka-san. I won't pry into your personal life," she said irritatingly.

"That's Tomioka-sensei here, Shinobu-chan," he scolded her. He could bring it up to the principal and have her called in on her manners, but that would be extra paperwork he did not feel like dealing with.

Giyuu threw away the rest of his pathetic lunch. Admittedly, that was one of the worst lunches he's ever bought. He thought for a moment that he might have gotten the wrong brand. He looked at the clock on the wall and looked back at Shinobu. She had been talking to him this entire time, just now realizing he hadn't been listening. "Tomioka-san," she whined, "You are hopeless, you know that?"

Ouch.

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Hello! It's Saucy here. This is a WIP that I'm working on. I only have chapter one up right now but there's at least 11 that I plan to have in the story, maybe more!

I also plan to post updates here about the fic and other fics so feel free to follow along! And here is the link to the rest of the chapter!

Chapter Two - Three - Four

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