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gamergirl-niffler · 10 months

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Hello! Hope you are having a nice day! May I request for a Kyojuro and/or Haganezuka x fem!reader (separately) who is particulary clingy and loving with them?

I did my best! I hope you will enjoy it! 💗💗

Kyojuro/Haganezuka with clingy fem!reader

🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🔥

‌This man is just as clingy as you are!

Of course, he is clingy! He is in love and there is no better way to show it. All Kyojuro wants to do is to spend every possible moment, having you as close as possible.

‌Cuddles are must for the both of you

It doesn't matter if it's you hugging him or him hanging on you. Both of you love cuddles because there is nothing better than the warm embrace of a loved person.

Kyojuro loves to hug you tightly after every mission, your closeness is the best reward. This feels wonderful when the mission was successful, if it wasn't... Kyojuro will cling onto you. Just be there for him and hold him tight.

He will do the same for you. Every achievement of yours, big or small, is worthy of a tight hug.

The same happens when suddenly fortune turns on you. You can cry all you want, and he will hold you to maybe make it a little better, to show that you are safe and loved.

‌BIG on PDA!

He is not ashamed to show off his love to you.

You can be doing something, maybe talking to other Hashiras or simply enjoying the day, and suddenly Kyojuro is holding your hand, kissing your cheek or forehead, wrapping his arm around you.

Walking hand in hand with you makes him feel proud! Look everyone! I love and I am loved!

By being clingy, he shows his affection... But sometimes jealousy as well.

Of course, trust is a big foundation of your relationship. He trusts you, and you trust him.

But even jealousy manage to sneak between the two of you.

You are talking to Tengen a bit too enthusiastically and a little bit too long? Kyo is there to give you a kiss or simply hug you... Just in case.

You aren't any better! Let's be honest, Kyojuro's beauty is unusual, which draws attention... Female attention…

Once you notice some girl showing interest in your man, you are glued to him! Just nuzzling to him with Innocent smile, showing that he is taken.

‌Bed cuddles!

Those are MUST just as the regular ones! Both of you get ready for bed and it's a cuddle time.

You are the little spoon because holding you like this gives him the feeling he is fulfilling his duties as a caring partner. Having you close and drifting off to sleep after a hard day is a dream come true.

Morning cuddles are just as fun! Both of you are just as sleepy, muttering a quiet 'good morning' and arguing about five more minutes!

He is just a big teddy bear that loves to hug and be hugged.

🔪Hotaru Haganezuka🔪

‌He hates how clingy you are... But he secretly loves it…

Hotaru isn't the most clingy person. There are stuff more important to do than cuddling all the goddamn time!

On the other hand... He will never admit to it, but he actually enjoys it.

He didn't experience much of a love in his life, not to mention he is kinda difficult person to be around. You are a little miracle that decided to give him a chance, and all those little actions from you feel so good and warm.

‌Cuddles are a must for you... For him, not really.

Don't get him wrong! He loves it so much... But he isn't going to show it.

Hotaru will even complain and give you a little grimace, but never push you away, accepting every hug you are willing to give him when the two of you are out of your house.

BUUUUUUUT

It is so much different when the two of you stay home. He will take it all without a word of complaint. You can hang on him whole day and he will even return some hugs.

PDA is not for him...

He is a specific person, he doesn't like to draw much attention to himself or you, so PDA is out of the question.

Let's be honest, there also isn't much need for it. Everyone knows you are his S/O and no one really wants to get into a fight with him.

Sometimes he gets soft

There are days when even he needs some love.

During those days he actually enjoys how clingy you are, and he is just as clingy back.

He hugs you back and lets you play with his hair, actually whatever you want, you can do and will not hear a word against it.

Of course, all of this only at your shared house.

Bed cuddles!

Firstly, you have to get him to bed!

Once it's done, and he is calm, it's so much nicer.

Hotaru wraps his strong arms around you and cuddles you to sleep, letting you do the same since you love it so much and how can you say no to that?!

In the morning, he is actually more clingy than you are.

He pulls you back to bed when you try to get up, muttering things like. "Come back here" or "You are staying with me for a bit more."

There is no way to escape his grasps, both arms around you and face hidden in your neck make it impossible to leave the bed. You are his favorite little spoon.

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sunandflame · 7 months

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OMG, saw your message. I'd love a Rengoku x fem!reader first kiss outside his house drabble would be nice. Also a little bit of body exploring as they kiss...wild it out, please. Thank you❤️

Warnings: fluff, suggestive Word Count: 882 Pairing: Kyojuro x Fem!Reader

Sweet Lips

For days you had given him signs, for days you had done what any woman would do, so their beloved one would kiss them. Maintaining eye contact, staring repeatedly onto their lips and so much more. You had done all these things. Giving him all the signals so your boyfriend would initiate the first kiss, but Kyojuro was blind to all of them.

This made you doubt whether your Hashira boyfriend was really that intelligent, but you knew better. Of course he was. He was one of the smartest people you ever met, he was just a little bit dense when it comes to intimacy as it seems. You immediately felt guilty for thinking that way, it was just so frustrating that you needed to sigh.

“My flame, is everything alright? You seem upset.”

Of course he had noticed your exasperated sigh. How could he not? “Oh it’s nothing…” You hung your head and didn’t dare to look at his face. The two of you were on a walk, so it was easier to hide your blushing face. You didn't like lying, but you couldn't tell him the truth either. Suddenly you felt his warm hand around yours. His face was dangerously close to yours.

“What are you hiding from me?” He looked at you with his large and beautiful golden-red eyes that always fascinated you.

“It’s-” nothing. Was it really that? You wanted to be kissed by him so badly that your whole body burned and longed for it. I want you to kiss me! These were the words you wanted to scream, but you couldn't bring it out of your mouth until he came even closer to you. “K-Kyojuro-san…” You looked up at him with a flush on your face and you didn’t know what came over you but you shyly dared to place your lips at the corner of his mouth.

He looked at you with wide eyes and you felt the embarrassment taking over. Oh god, what have you done? What if he didn't want that at all? “Kyojuro, I’m sorry-” But he didn’t let you finish. You didn't know what happened, but suddenly you found yourself pressed against a tree and your face in his hands.

“Will you allow me to kiss you back?”

Without hesitation, you nodded, already closing your eyes. It was gentle at first, just a soft peck, and yet it felt like a blessing. Something like relief that made the butterflies dance in your stomach. He let go and kissed you again and this time a light sigh escaped your lips that stirred something in both of you. It encouraged him to slowly nudge his tongue against yours. A dance of tongues ensued and you felt the heat and desire flaring up and literally making your knees weak.

You clung to him. Your hands sought support on his broad shoulders because his kisses became more demanding and his lips now moved from your lips down to your neck where he placed open mouthed kisses, tasting you. God, that feels so good. Kyojuro seemed to enjoy it too, especially when your hands moved from his shoulders up, reaching into his soft blonde waves.

“Kyojuro~” Your sigh turned into a moan and you heard him respond with a groan. His hands moved impatiently to your lower back where he pressed you against his blazing hot body.

You liked it. And you wanted more.

Eagerly, your hands pulled at the top of his uniform so you could snake your fingers under the shirt, where you placed your hand on his abs and spread your fingers. A slight gasp escaped him but he seemed to enjoy it, so your hands didn't pull away and continued to caress him. It was beguiling to explore him in such a way.

But it wasn't just your hands that wanted to explore. You felt his big hand moving up, cupping your breast.

A few things happened at the same time. A moan escaped his throat as your fingertips brushed his nipple and he automatically squeezed your tit that also made you moan. Gods, you were so wet down there that you were sure you would be leaking into your pants soon.

It was captivating getting closer to each other this way and getting to know each other in such an intimate way and yet-

“Kyo-” You tried to come up with a sensible sentence, but it was hard when he was kissing you so hungrily. “Kyojuro.” Your index finger was on his lips and he looked at you in surprise. His hair was disheveled and his cheeks had a reddish glow. All indicators of his desire for you.

“Did I do something wrong?” His eyes were now wide as he looked at you slightly unsettled. It was just as much the first time for him as it was for you. “No, no, but I think we should stop here or continue somewhere else. Somewhere where we don't risk getting caught.”

You gave him a small smile to reassure him that he did nothing wrong.

“Oh yeah, that would be a problem.” He smiled back, resting his forehead against yours. “We definitely should move it somewhere private. I am itching to find out if you taste this sweet everywhere on your body.”

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mamayan · 7 months

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★Mouthy☆

Kyojuro Rengoku x GN! Reader

tw: NSFW • Oral (M) • Praise • Overstimulation • Deep Throating • Marriage

You stared silently out into the court yard, eyes flicking back and forth like a pendulum.

The autumn air was just becoming crisp, leaves dotted with signs of changing colors, vibrant greens, yellows, oranges, and reds painting the trees. You tightened the blanket draped around your shoulders, keeping in the warmth as you watch Kyojuro and Senjuro dance with their wooden blades.

Despite the cooling temperatures, Kyojuro had forgone his top in favor of flexing his sweat coated muscles.

His younger image likely dressed too warmly, and the one to blame was you of course. He seemed cold this morning, and you’d pushed him to add layers in case he caught a cold. Now you wondered if you accidentally aided in some sort of punishment, Kyojuro’s strikes more harsh than usual as they spare.

Senjuro is no where near his older brother’s level, too cautious and overthinking each little movement until he’s late in reacting. You wince as Senjuro is struck again, though you know Kyojuro withholds nearly all force in favor of tapping his brother to bring awareness to his openings.

Kyojuro looks frustrated though, despite his smile and blazing eyes focused on the training and quality time with his brother, he’s radiating a tension even Senjuro notices.

He’d returned from a mission almost a week ago, having been gone for a month hunting a particularly elusive demon, and he’d been silent. He’d merely come through the door and grasped onto you like a life line, holding you so tight you worried he’d crush you, but staying still and pliant because he needed it.

He’s become more vocal and active as the days went by, refusing to acknowledge your worries when you brought up his shifted behavior.

He’s been placating you for an entire week, but it’s not difficult to see he’s bothered by whatever happened during that month.

He just normally opens up to you.

“Right! Senjuro, practice your stance again, you need to keep your stamina up even when feeling exhausted!” Kyojuro kindly fixes his form, and renews Senjuro’s confidence. He still can’t help but ask, the younger brother more sensitive than the older.

“Brother? Is everything… alright?” Kyojuro’s smile wavers for a fraction, before he’s yanking his lips back up into a familiar smile as he chuckles and lands a pat to Senjuro’s back.

“I’m good! I’m going to train hard too!” It’s as if he’s trying to convince himself, and Senjuro’s face likely matches your own twisting into disbelief.

Ever the patient and respectful child though, the smaller male relents with a small bow, returning to his stances.

Your eyes don’t leave his figure even as he tries to ignore you and walk past to gather his top. He seemed to have forgotten who he left his actual blade with though, the katana resting across your lap as you cock a brow at his sheepish expression as he comes your way now.

“My love, as beautiful and blazing as—,” you cut him off with a raised hand, finger pointed up to the sky as you frown.

“Our room please.” You sigh softly, standing up and leading the way inside while Kyojuro sits to take off his shoes. He quickly catches up, legs carrying him faster as he closes in just at your back, quiet and almost solemn as you slide the shoji open.

Your shared bedroom is neat and tidy, decorated by fine furniture gifted for your wedding and calligraphy drawn by Ubuyashiki-sama and even your father in law Shinjuro himself.

You turn, not moving back even as his close proximity startles you. He’s not giving you any space as you both stand in the doorway. Your eyes flick up, taking in his impassive expression, nearly as flat as Tomioka-san.

It’s not like him in the least, especially if he’s not honest how he’s truly feeling.

His hands are clenched into fists, and you have enough of an idea to figure out your sweet husband is angry.

He’s frustrated and mad at something or himself, and he’s bottling it up.

You reach both hands out, cupping one of his clenched fists to curl around and lift to your lips where you place a chaste yet suggestive kiss on the knuckle.

You tug him into the room, his eyes hot as he stares at you, follows your lead even as you turn him and push him into the chair you use at your vanity. The memories of him learning how to draw your brows at this very spot will last forever, sweetening your heart as you sink down to your knees in front of him.

He looks confused now, brows furrowed and a bit irritated.

“Flame, get off the ground, it’s too cold now to be playing on the floor.” You roll your eyes at his pandering tone, realizing this situation is more dire than you expected. He’s nagging you.

“But if I’m not on the ground, how am I supposed to please you?” You ignore his tone, purring your words seductively as you let your hands smooth up from his knees to his upper thighs.

His eyes widen, mouth parting slight but he’s not objecting as you tug at his pants, happy he’s already bare from the waist up for you.

You’re happy to remain clothed, eyes narrowing in delight as he obeys and slips his belt off and lets his bottoms drop.

You drink in the sight of your husband’s strong muscular thighs, taunt with tension and leading up to his now slightly chubby cock, seeming to awaken with your invitation.

You smirk, slyly looking up at him as he sits back down, eyes hooded but lips still pulled tight into a line. His facial expression is tight, jaw clenched and restrained.

“Do you want this love?” You whisper like it’s a secret between you both, leaning your torso into his lap as you let one hand palm his warm growing erection, aiding in the blood flow and you curl your fingers around it and pump him languidly. “Do you want me to use my mouth and kiss it better?” You’re soft and gentle as you leave wet kisses across his thighs, eagerly sliding in between his thighs he spreads for you, letting you come closer and kiss the soft tip of his now engorged rod. His scent is musky and earthy, his sweat and earlier workout only making it more noticeable as you rub your thighs together greedily.

“Or…” he groans as you lick from the base to the tip, swirling your tongue around his frenulum and lavishing it with saliva to trickle down.

You move back down to his inner thigh, looking up as he stares down with flushed features, smile dripping honey just for him.

“Would you rather fuck my mouth and use me?” You bite deep into his thigh, his sharp hiss and flinch almost violent as he jerks, one hand twisting into your hair and jerking you up and off the abused flesh from between your teeth. “Fuck—!” He growls furiously, face twisted into a grimace as he eyes you with a dangerous gleam.

“You’re asking for it flame,” his tone is dark and no none sense despite the tight smile on his face.

And with your own mischievous smile, you nod, agreeing.

“I am.”

He grunts, a deep groan vibrating in his chest as he drinks in the sight of you on your knees before him. Each gurgle and gag punctuated by a wet slap and squelch as he sinks into your warm little mouth, cock twitching as he grips your face with both hands and works his hips deeper. “You’re doing so good firefly,” he’s delirious and overstimulated, cock aching for rest like your tear and cum stained face was. He couldn’t stop, you wouldn’t let him, every time he pulled out after coming down your throat or on your pretty face, your lips and hands would chase him and have him hard again too quickly. The desperation and affection you seemed determined to shower him with driving him to the brink of madness. His hips bucked, pushing down your sore burning throat as he moans, huffing as he notices the room became humid with the heat radiating off you both. His glutes burn too, muscles straining from his earlier workout and now this, sensitive tip still eagerly bullying into your mouth as your tired tongue moves to lick and cheeks hallow to suck.

Drool and cum mix around your lips and drip down your chin onto your nice kimono, but he can’t find it in himself to care, captivated by the erotic image of you covered in his release. He knows you’re tired, smaller hands digging into his thigh for purchase and he uses your face like a sex toy, titling your head a little to the left to rub at the inside of your cheek as his hips spasm in pleasure.

“Yes— ah, just like that and I’ll cum again, but you’d like that won’t you?” He’s normally never this rough and unyielding, always so careful with you like your porcelain he could shatter. His eyes are hazy and lustful, so transfixed by the sight of you swallowing his cock it left him breathless as he works towards another release.

“Do you want to taste me little flame? Or should I paint this pretty face again?” With his thumb he smears some still wet cum from earlier across your cheek, tapping his dick through the skin and moaning as you suckle greedily, teary eyed and pupils blown as you stare up at him. He chuckles, “In your mouth then,” he hisses, chills nearly forcing him to his knees shooting down his spine as his balls draw tight and he comes, groin pressing up against your nose, public hair tickling and distracting as he twitched and spurts his load down your throat.

He holds for just a second longer than usual, letting you cough and gag before he pulls out and yanks your face up.

“Open for me,” he orders gently, grinning as you do and show you swallowed every drop.

“So good for me,” he coos, leaning down and filling your mouth with his own wiggling muscle, as if to ignite your arousal higher with his filthy kiss. When he pulls back, he catches the string of saliva connecting you both for a second, feeling his cock twitch again as he drinks in your swollen puffy lips, where his cock had been between just moments ago.

Where he wants to be again now.

He tries to step back, give you space to think and breathe, but you just crawl closer again. Pressing your lovely face up against his thigh, begging him to slip his cock back into your awaiting mouth.

“Kyo~” your hoarse tone is so sexy he almost moans, loving how it’s all because of him.

“Take a break for me firefly, I need you awake tonight. I need to apologize to you—tsk, really?” Your hair is once again caught and pulled tight, his face scrunching in irritation and disbelief as he looks as the visible bite mark now resting freshly renewed on his inner thigh.

“Fine little flame, but don’t cry to me later,” he grits his teeth, cock already hard as he taps the tip against your closed smiling lips.

“Open that pretty mouth, I’ll show you why biting there isn’t nice.”

You do, with glittering eyes matching his own now, you open nice and wide as he works his thick rod back into your throat while your eyes roll back in bliss.

You awake the next morning a bit achy, jaw and throat sore but as your eyes flutter open, the soft smile of your husband greets you.

“Good morning my love,” he’s holding a tray, tea and breakfast present. “I thought this might help ease the soreness… would you like to eat?” Your heart warms, smile blossoming as he matches yours now, happiness radiating off him.

You both enjoy a lazy breakfast in bed together, chatting of this and that, until you’re both laying down, heads turned to look at one another.

He looks away, frowning for a moment, but seeming to steel himself as he looks back to you.

“I’d like to talk now…” your hand brushes his, his fingers quick to snag yours as he intertwines them.

You listen, even if his words bring sorrow and pain, because you’re content to share with him in everything.

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potofstewie · 1 year

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Approval? Not a Chance

Hey y'all! This is one (3/5) of my submissions for @renhoeku's Rengoku Birthday Month Collab. If you wish to join, then please check out their post regarding the collab! This fic was somewhat inspired by THG:Catching Fire. I wanted to write about Kyojuro from a slightly outside perspective using reader and Shinjuro.

Things to know: angst to comfort, established relationship, platonic!Shinjuro

W/C: 3.1k

not proofread and uploaded at 2am so i apologize for any mistakes

Kyojuro anxiously fidgeted with the hair tie in his battle worn hands, his worry filled gaze looking in the mirror. Today was a very special day, an extremely special day. Today was the day that Kyojuro Rengoku, your loving and wonderful boyfriend, would finally introduce you to his family.

Finally putting his hair into a neat ponytail after three failed attempts, your boyfriend sighed softly; wondering how the day would go. He knew that Senjuro would love you, he’d always ask about you in his letters while Kyojuro was away or pester him when he was home. Senjuro was fine. The issue resided in his father. He had brought you up only three times to his father in the past; the first time was to ask for advice on how to ask you out which didn’t turn out too well. All his father said before turning his back to him was a simple yet stern, “My advice? Save her the trouble of dealing with you.”

The second time was when he informed his father about his successful mission in calling you his girl. The Rengoku senior’s response? “She must be stupid.” It took a bit of willpower and strength for Kyojuro to stop his hand from connecting with his father’s face. The third and final time? Just yesterday when he told him about you coming over to meet. As per usual, his father’s response was nothing but negativity. “Don’t embarrass her, Kyojuro.”

Whatever that meant.

With that thought, Kyojuro huffed in slight annoyance as he smoothed out his hakama. He didn’t expect his father to be the cheerful and passionate man he once was, he didn’t expect him to converse with you as if you were his very own daughter. All he wanted, truthfully and realistically, was for his father to say a short greeting and go back to his room. “It’ll be fine. She’ll be fine. I’ll be fine, we’ll be fine.” Kyojuro muttered softly as he watched his eyebrows relax in his reflection, thinking back to when you told him that his eyebrows were one of your favorite things about his body.

A soft knock resounded on his door, the even softer voice of his brother followed. “Anuie, um, are you ready?” Dear, Kami-Sama. This was the fifth time today that Senjuro had asked him if he was ready, the first time waking him up from his sleep. Kyojuro beamed as he opened the door, incandescent eyes drinking in his brother’s contained excitement that filled his face. He loved his brother, and he absolutely loved how much he loved you. Even though Senjuro only knew you from his letters, it was obvious just how much you meant to his little brother. Senjuro would often dream of you, hugging him and brushing his hair; all the motherly things he didn’t get to experience.

“Now,” Patting Senjuro’s head, he walked past his brother and closed the door, “I’m ready.” A giant smile instantly grew on Senjuro’s face as he followed his older brother to the front gate, happiness radiating off of his small frame. As Kyojuro fixed the zori on his feet, Senjuro gave him a small blue box; golden koi fish and cranes decorated it.

“This is for her, Anuie. Make sure to not eat it before you get there.” Senjuro warned, evoking a hearty laugh from his Anuie. Senjuro didn’t understand what was so funny. He was finally gonna meet you and he wanted to make a good first impression but his brother thought this was a laughing matter!

“I feel like you’re more excited today than me, Senjuro. If I wasn’t so wise I’d even say you’d wanna date her!” Seeing Senjuro’s face dawn a bright red shade, Kyojuro folded his arms in amusement and understanding. “Don’t worry, she already thinks highly of you. And I’ll make sure to not eat your gift. I promise.”

Senjuro simply nodded before shooing his brother onto the street. “J-Just hurry up, I still have a lot to do in the kitchen.” And with his brother’s final words, Kyojuro embarked on his journey to your house, heart fluttering with both excitement and worry with each step.

Shutting the door behind his brother, Senjuro released a small sigh, anxiety running through his veins. He truly wanted today to go well, he didn’t want you to run off at the sight of their broken family. Turning around, Senjuro jumped in surprise as he saw his father lean against the wall, sharp eyes gazing at the door. “Father, you startled me, I didn’t expect you to be there.”

“She should just dump him.” He said gruffly, crossing his arms. Senjuro blinked, taken aback by his father’s words.

“What- do you mean, Father?” He inquired, nervous hands gripping his hakama. Shinjuro grunted before walking off.

“She’d be better off if she stopped wasting her time with him. All he’ll do is bring her down.” Was all he said to a shocked and albeit hurt, Senjuro. He knew about the opinions his father held against his sons and was familiar with them every time he went on a drunken spiel, but to hear him say that regarding his older brother’s lover was something he didn’t expect. Sighing and walking towards the kitchen, Senjuro just hoped his father was wrong and that things would work out.

Kyojuro released a soft chuckle at the scene that unfolded before him. Next to him on the edge of the engawa, you looked at Senjuro with so much patience and care as he stuttered in trying to converse with you. His face was beet red as he tried to share with you his hobbies, the boy’s eyes looking anywhere but you. You, on the other hand, thought it was all adorable; seeing a miniature Kyojuro all bashful and shy, the complete opposite of the actual Kyojuro.

The day so far had gone as smoothly as any of you had hoped for. Although you were a bit disappointed in not meeting Kyojuro’s father, you did understand their situation and sympathized; who wouldn’t go in a depressive state after losing the love of their life? In fact, if you were being absolutely honest, you’d probably be stuck in such a state if Kyojuro died. Then again, you were also a bit grateful that he hadn’t appeared all now; the memories of Kyojuro informing you of his father’s stern demeanor entering your mind.

Taking another sip of his tea, Kyojuro watched with love filled eyes as you softly reassured Senjuro and patted his head; the young boy nearly crumbling at the action. He knew the two of you would get along perfectly, but not this perfect. You being in the Rengoku estate was like a new light had entered a dark and damp cave, warming up the cold earth. For the first time in a long time, his home felt full, complete, put back together.

“Y-Yes but if I had to choose, pickled plums would be- father!” Senjuro’s explanation was cut short as the abrupt arrival of their father sucked out the air around you, the once engulfing warmth being replaced with mind numbing coldness. Kyojuro whipped his head around to see a look of absolute disapproval in his father’s sharp features; his eyes looking at his eldest before resting on your now nervous façade. Standing up, you wiped your hands on your kimono before bowing.

“Rengoku-Sama, i-it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I am-” Your nervous introduction was cut short by Shinjuro, his battle worn hand raising itself to stop you. Your breath hitched at his motion, what if he already hated you? Was it because you wore the wrong attire? Or was it simply because he was one of those old men that didn’t think those younger than them should speak out of turn? Oh, Kami-Sama, you thought. Just let him be upset at my attire and nothing else.

“I know who you are. I’m only telling you this for your own good; you’re making a mistake.” He stated, sharp incandescent eyes swimming with multitudes of emotion. As you slowly processed his cryptic words, you began to dissect the mixed look he gave you. His face carried nothing but annoyance but his eyes, his eyes held worry, nostalgia and..sorrow? What did he mean by this? Surely, he meant that it would be a mistake to love someone with a higher, more noble status than you, right? Sucking air through your teeth, you watched as Kyojuro asked the very question on your mind, confusion and barely hidden hurt laced in his eyes.

“What do you mean, Father?” He asked in an abnormally soft voice, searching for any hint or answer in his father’s features. He didn’t understand. His father barely knew you, just your name and that you make his son trip over his own feet and disrupt his concentration breathing by giving him a simple smile. You held so much power over him and that wasn’t a bad thing, right? His father was like that when his mother was alive, hell he was probably a bigger love-sick fool than he let on.

“I meant what I said. She should be smart enough to figure it out. You know what we are, don’t you y/n? You understand perfectly and you’d be a fool to do anything but follow my words.” He said gruffly, eyes searching your face for the moment you figured it out; the moment you met him on the same wavelength. Without waiting for a proper response or question from any of you, Shinjuro left the engawa, leaving behind the three of you in a perplexed stupor.

With a slight frown, Kyojuro stood up and bowed. “I’m really sorry, y/n. My father he- you shouldn’t take his words to heart, he’s just-” Sighing and admitting defeat for lack of reasoning, he sank down to the wooden floor once more, a reassuring smile on his lips and saddened eyes resting on the sunset before turning to you, rough hands encasing your own. “I just didn’t think he’d leave his room. But never mind that, I should take you back home now, before it gets dark.”

You gave him a slight nod and that soft smile he absolutely adored, your heart banging with twinged sorrow and hope. At least he didn’t think lowly of you and went into a drunken rage. Senjuro rested his hand on your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Anuie is right, father’s words can get a bit jumbled up when he's not all there. I’ll go pack you some snacks to bring home.” Shooting a narrowed gaze at his elder brother, his next words were laced with a cold warning. “Do not eat them on the way there, Anuie.” Hissing his words to his older brother, Senjuro quickly left for the kitchen, his eyes not leaving his brother until he was out of view.

Chuckling, Kyojuro rubbed the back of his neck. “He really does cherish you, I’d say he likes you a bit more than me!” You released a quick, short breath, humoring your boyfriend’s comment as your mind traveled elsewhere. You knew what his family was, what they were known for by those who did the same line of work. You knew and saw the potential dangers Kyojuro’s occupation entailed; evident by the couple of nights he would stumble into your home battered and bruised. You thought it was amazing and down right inspirational, seeing your boyfriend carry the torch from his father and ancestors with pride and dignity. At times you even envied him, possessing practically unlimited stamina and burning passion to fight for the weak.

Getting up, Kyojuro outstretched his hand for you to take, helping you up with ease. “Let’s get going, Sunflower. I can carry you all the way home if you wish.” Kyojuro ushered, gently pulling you along but stopping as he felt you stay in place. You had a hunch, based on Shinjuro’s words. He was a stern man, and from what Kyojuro had said about him from when he was a child, one that upheld a code of honor and justice. He and his wife were together for a while, managing to have two wonderful children in their time. His mother must’ve fretted over her husband every time he was out on a mission. Could that be the reasoning behind Shinjuro’s cryptic yet crystal clear words? Was he asking you to not be worried over his son?

“Kyojuro, wait, please.” You said, your short spell of silence finally broken. With a cocked eyebrow, Kyojuro looked at you with curiosity and tender love.

“Hm? What is it?” You let go of his hand as you dithered, the warmth leaving your hands as you were unsure how your request would come off.

“I wish to speak to your father,” Kyojuro’s face quickly morphed into one of utter confusion and bewilderment. “It’s just for a moment and then we can go.” You bit your lip as you watched the gears in your boyfriend’s head turn, clearly thinking hard about his answer. “Just show me to his room, I want to talk to him about something important.”

“Regarding his words?” Kyojuro asked as you nodded quickly to his question. Looking down the corridor his father disappeared down, he sighed softly. “Alright, I’ll take you to him. But, I cannot predict anything he says so if he says anything brash, just ignore it.” He complied, grabbing your hand again before guiding you down the darkening hallway. Stopping in front of the closed screen door, Kyojuro knocked on the wood.

“Father, y/n would like to say goodbye before we leave.” Opening the door, Kyojuro revealed to you a depressing scene; his father sitting and facing the darkening sky, his back being the only thing greeting you both. Entering the room, you shut the door behind you, a quiet yet clear signal that what you had to say was between you and his father.

Sitting down at the door, your senses soaked in the lingering scent of sake and the chill of the room. For a few pensive moments, it was silent. Shinjuro didn’t turn around as you shuffled closer and closer, finally stopping next to him. “Rengoku-Sama?” You called as you watched his sharp eyes continue to gaze out, not bothering to give you any attention. “Rengoku-Sama, you’re concerned, aren’t you? Concerned about me and how I’d manage if Kyojuro die-”

“When he dies. When.” He corrected quickly. “The damned idiot is destined to die early. It would’ve been one thing to die and not leave anyone that loves him behind but now you’re in the picture. And he’s an idiot for making you face such a possibility.” And with his last words, he looked at you, eyes swimming with sympathy. “I was an idiot for making Ruka worry every time I left, always waiting for a crow to tell her I died. I wouldn’t wish that on you. I don’t want that for you.” You blinked in slight shock, drinking in his words. “You seem like an alright person, someone that deserves the best, normal life possible. This isn’t normal. Having the one you love risk their life nearly every night fighting demons, isn’t normal.” He finished, fingers weaving and cracking themselves as he waited for your response.

You had to admit, you thought about the daunting possibility of Kyojuro dying on a mission, worried to hear his crow tell you the news of him dying with honor. His work life wasn’t an ideal one, especially when considering the domestic dream you both shared. But, that’s also what you loved about him. How he was able to protect people from what goes bump in the night, to be able to stare right at the perpetrators of inhuman cruelty and live to tell the tale. How he managed to see terrifying scenes of men, women and children killed and blood splattered everywhere yet still uphold that tantalizing smile that seemed to warm everything around it.

“I..understand what you mean.” You spoke softly, a small smile gracing your lips. “I get a bit afraid too whenever he’s away. I try not to think about it but the fear is always there. I’ve also thought about the possibility of him dying as well and if I were to be honest, I might not take it too well.” Shinjuro’s eyes widened a bit, taken aback by your honesty. “However, I think that just goes to show how much I love him, don't you think? To love someone so much that them reaching the end of their short life span would be absolutely devastating. But, I think the manner in which he dies will make me feel very proud.”

Your smile grew a bit wider as you looked out to the sky. “Kyojuro is a man who upholds a strong sense of duty and justice. He believes that protecting the weak from those that misuse their strength is his birthright and I admire him for that. He truly understands the weight his righteous mission brings on his shoulders. He appreciates the little things in life. So, for him to die in battle, would be the best way he could die.” Looking again at Shinjuro, you took in his slightly furrowed eyebrows; sake drenched mind trying its best to take in your words. “I’m okay, not being able to live a normal life with a normal man. I love the extraordinary aspects of life, I fell in love with an extraordinary man! And I wouldn’t trade that in for nothing.”

Standing up, you brushed off your kimono, nimble fingers running over the detailed fabric. “Rengoku-Sama, thank you for being concerned about my future and worrying about what’s best for me. You truly are a nice person. But you needn’t worry anymore. I’ll be alright, I promise. Take care, now.” You said softly, finally leaving Shinjuro to his lonesome as you left the room.

Hearing yours and Kyojuro’s footsteps recede down the hall, the elder Rengoku sighed, mulling over your endearing words about his son. He hadn’t really thought about it in that way; having death in battle be the most optimal and respectful end to his son’s life. Instead, he used to see it as a way to show how weak a slayer was, a way to show to the world how talentless the person was while alive. Shinjuro felt his lips curl ever so slightly at the thought of you. The once chilled room seemed to flood with embracing warmth as Shinjuro’s gaze fell on the lone headstone under the blue wisteria.

“Kyojuro really did choose a good one, right Ruka?”

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daisies-daydreams · 6 months

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Indulgence (Kyojuro Rengoku x F!Reader)

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x F!Reader Category: Smut (18+) Warnings: Breast/Nipple Play, Blowjob, Titjob, Reader has big tiddies Word Count: 1.3k+ A/N: I started watching the Swordsmith Village arc and got back into the KNY mood. 😳🤭

A pair of scarlet and golden eyes gazed up at you as your lover gently flicked his tongue over your hard nipple. You moaned as he rubbed your other bud between his rough fingertips. A wave of heat rushed through your core as he flattened his tongue over your nub, painting slow, steady strokes across your sensitive flesh. Pleasure rippled through your body when he nibbled on your breast, squeezing it between his teeth.

“No matter which part of you I taste, you’re always so sweet, my love,” the man husked against your skin. You shivered as his warm breath cascaded down the valley of your supple breasts. Kyojuro flashed you a charasmatic grin before he pressed a wet kiss over your areola. A loud moan escaped from your lips as he puckered his lips around your sensitive bud, his digits tenderly pinching and twisting your other nipple.

“K-Kyo,” you mewled breathily as you scrunched his soft, golden hair between your fingers. You felt him smile against your tit before he pulled back with a slick “pop”. He licked his plump lips as his eyes glowed with an insatiable hunger. You swallowed as he cupped your cheek.

“(Y/N)…would it be alright if we tried something new tonight?” Kyojuro murmured. You bit your lip.

“What exactly did you want to try?” you asked. The crackling fire in the irori highlighted his sharp features as he leaned down to peck your lips. He wore a bright smile as his cheeks flushed a darker shade of crimson.

“Well, I was thinking of perhaps putting my cock between your beautiful breasts,” he suggested. You felt your heart stop. You've never heard him say something so lewd-Kyojuro was always so polite when the two of you were intimate. You stared into his eyes, the tips of your ears burning as you imagined his thick length dragging between your plush tits. You placed your hand over his before nudging your face against his palm.

“Let’s try it,” you beamed. Kyojuro let out a booming laugh.

“I like your spirit!” he cheered before sliding back. You propped yourself up on your forearms as you watched him discard his clothes. Drool pooled inside your mouth as you saw his flush cock spring free from the confines of his pants. Despite the fat tip of his dick being hidden by his foreskin, you could still make out the thick beads of precum that leaked from his slit. Kyojuro let out a breathy sigh as he crawled on top of you. Despite his wide smile, there seemed to be some hesitation in his eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. You nodded fervently as you pushed your breasts together, slightly kneading them in your hands.

“Please, Kyo,” you replied with a soft moan. His eyes widened and before you knew it, he slotted his muscular legs on either side of your body. Your breath stuttered when he hovered the cherry-red tip of his cock just over your mouth. He tilted his head and smiled.

“Before we do that, may I feel the way your lips wrap around my cock so sweetly?” Kyojuro asked in a low whisper. You licked your lips before opening your mouth. Your lover chuckled before letting the crown of his member rest against your lips.

“Such a good girl,” he purred. Your pussy gushed as he gently rocked his hips forward. You moaned as Kyojuro slid his shaft against your tongue, the delectable taste of his salty precum flooding your tastebuds. Your love grunted above you as you curled your lips around his shaft and hollowed your cheeks.

“Ohhh yes,” he groaned as the large vein on the bottom of his shaft dragged along your soft, wet tongue. You moved your hands to rest on his thighs as he pumped his hips. He gazed down at you with such admiration, a loving spark in his eyes that made your cheeks fill with heat.

“Mmm you feel so-ah-so warm my love,” he panted. You moaned in reply, causing his dick to twitch. You suppressed the urge to gag when Kyojuro nearly pushed his cock down your throat, hot tears pricked the corner of your eyes. You hollow your cheeks even more as he pumped his cock inside your mouth at a faster pace. Your spit spilled past your lips and down your chin as you rolled your eyes back, your jaw starting to sting at the stretch. You widened your eyes when Kyojuro suddenly pulled back with a wet squelch, leaving you gasping and panting for air. You gazed up at him with wet, glossy eyes.

“You feel amazing, my little flame, but I still want to feel your soft breasts around my cock,” he winked. Your core throbbed at his words as you bit your lip and pushed your breasts together again. Kyojuro adjusted his thighs, his thick, wet shaft poking at your cleavage. You swallowed at the feeling of his slick cock pulsate against your chest. He smiled as he slowly pushed his head between your breasts. The sensation caused a blanket of goosebumps to cover your flesh.

His thighs shook around you as he pushed inch by inch. Your chest rose and fell as the red tip of his cock peeked through and just barely brushed over your glossy bottom lip. His breath hitched when you gingerly kissed his head and swiped your tongue over his dribbling slit.

“C-Careful now. I might cum sooner than I-ohhh,” he clenched his legs as you suckled on his tip, sending him a teasing smirk all the while. Kyojuro took a deep breath before he slowly pulled back, dragging a long string of saliva from your swollen lips.

You squeezed the sides of your breasts as he slid his cock in and out, each drag making his member swell a little more. You kept your mouth opened, kissing his tip each time he thrusted forward. His grunts and moans tumbled through the room as you kept his cock sealed between your tits. You stuck your tongue out, savoring his heady taste as he dragged his hips forward.

“Y-Yes my love, you feel so good, ah, so soft around me,” Kyojuro praised. You moaned as your walls fluttered around nothing, your mind reeling as his heavy balls rubbed against the bottom of your breasts. You yelped when he started to thrust even faster, your tits jiggling in your grasp as your love panted above you.

“I-I love you, (Y/N). I-“ Kyojuro released a deep growl as he snapped his hips forward for the last time. You moaned as he slotted his cock between your lips, his hot cum flooding your mouth and dripping down your tight throat. You watched as he shivered above you, his Adam’s apple bobbing while his cock throbbed incessantly. You gulped down his release, feeling his seed coat your throat as some spilled past your lips.

Kyojuro released a shaky breath before slowly blinking his eyes. He stared at you with a drunk, half-lidded gaze before slowly pulling back. Your love hummed as he reached down, swiping at the loose trails of cum from your mouth. Before he could pull away, you caught his hand and licked along his thumb. His breath hitched as you swirl your tongue around the tip of his digit before swallowing down his spend. He chuckled before patting your cheek.

“That was amazing, my dear. Thank you for indulging me,” he said. You smiled and leaned into his touch, his palm warm and radiating like the sun. You frowned when he pulled away, only to gasp as he tugged at your clothes. You watched with wide eyes as he stripped you of your undergarments and pushed your legs over his muscular shoulders. You shuddered as his mouth lingered just above the mound of your slick folds.

“Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to indulge you as well,” he murmured softly with a wry grin.

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comatosebunny09 · 2 years

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deep breaths, darling | r. kyojuro

Genre: Smut, Modern AU

Warnings: Established Relationship, Female Reader, P in V Intercourse, Cervix F*cking, Light Choking, Fondling, Spoon Position, Unprotected Sex, Bodily Fluids, Explicit Language

Request for @sirenascales.

I changed what I originally wrote for you…a lot. But I hope this helps lighten your mood, even just a little. And I hope it somewhat meets your expectations. ☺️❤️ Thank you for your lovely request, darling!

You’d asked for a simple massage to ease your strained muscles and lay to rest your mind’s dissonance.

Your work week was hectic. Inventories that required heavy lifting under the sun’s unforgiving rays. Hunting down some equipment you hadn’t seen since taking the helm as supervisor. Balancing the needs of your subordinates alongside your company’s objective, ignoring your own needs. It was all so very taxing. And you never knew how to put yourself first. So, forgive you for wanting a little reprieve.

You also knew better than to ask your husband for something so mundane. This was Kyojuro you were speaking of. Your deceptively innocent husband who couldn’t keep his enormous, mischievous mitts to himself. You should’ve been wise to his antics when he so giddily accepted your request. His incandescent eyes shone like candlelight, flaxen locks puffed up like clouds, and his unbridled smile swam with something sinister. You were too exhausted to contest him. Maybe he would be good this time; stay on track and do what you actually wanted.

Yeah.

Right.

“Kyojuro,” you whine amid a myriad of open-mouthed kisses blistering your neck. One of his diabolical palms cups your ass, squeezing, kneading, lifting. The other hand busies itself beneath your thin t-shirt, toying with your puckered nipples and fondling your breasts, waves of euphoria lapping at your tummy. Your silken sheets crumple beneath your fingers, and you bite your lip, trying vainly to maintain your air of frustration. Though, with his digits doing terribly distracting things between your legs, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to focus.

You didn’t initially oppose the contact. Kyojuro had done as you asked, working through the thick knots between your shoulder blades. Rubbed you down with skillful hands saturated with oil, laboring through solid cords of muscle. Yet, your husband had divested you of your basketball shorts and panties somewhere along the line. Rid himself of his sweats as well. And as he laid down on your plush mattress behind you, drawing your curled-up body into his radiating, virile one, it became pressingly laborious to ignore the torrid length pulsating against your tailbone.

“Darling?” Kyojuro coos in response, lightly nibbling the shell of your ear. You can practically taste the subtle smugness rumbling in his voice, much like a thunderstorm brewing on the horizon. Your eyes slide shut, a defeated sigh ejected from your lips.

“This isn’t the massage I asked for.”

Kyojuro hums thoughtfully, his lips curving into a wolfish smile against the junction of your shoulder. A gasp suddenly escapes you when his hand at your bottom pushes your knee towards your stomach, crisp air kissing your heated, exposed folds. You swallow a moan as electricity courses through your center whilst Kyojuro slothfully grinds his cock against your sex. Spreads your labia further apart with each delicious roll of his hips, grunting softly into your tresses.

“Technically, it is,” Kyojuro rasps, specks of amusement in his timbre. “You did not specify where you wanted a massage, my love.”

Damn your husband and his technicalities.

You resign to your fate, falling prey to the rapture taking hold of your innards. Kyojuro twines his powerful arm around your neck, holding your shoulder to keep you melded to him. He writes obscenities into your pulse point whilst his bucking grows choppier, your pussy glazing his veiny shaft with the arousal you so desperately tried to mask.

“You've been so tense as of late,” Kyojuro breathes hotly, his fingernails burrowing into the underside of your generous thigh as his grip tightens. You angle your head back, a pitiful sound leaving you at such delightful ministrations. “Allow me to be your stress relief.”

And relieve he does.

You moan in tandem when the swollen crest of his cock creeps in, splitting you open with a salacious squelch. Kyojuro stills thereafter, all his limbs straining in his battle to maintain control. You can tell how badly he wishes to fuck you based on how his chokehold strengthens the slightest around your neck. You fight within yourself not to pitch your hips back to nestle him further into your opulent cunt. But Kyojuro’s always been the biggest tease, giving you just the tip until you beg him to fuck you.

Your pussy flutters around him, exhilaration tearing through your veins, searing you like magma from the inside out. Kyojuro growls in reply at your cheekiness. Your eyes involuntarily roll into your skull, lips parted, when he draws his pelvis backward, completely unsheathing from the bewitching suction of your cunt, exhaling soundly.

When you’ve started to adjust to the loss of his impressive girth, Kyojuro pistons back into you, his cockhead licking the responsive nerve endings at the perimeter of your opening. You spasm at such incredible friction. If he continues like this, you might cum from his teasing alone.

Kyojuro builds an infuriating rhythm, inching himself further and further into you with each repetition until you’ve swallowed him whole with a greedy suckling noise, the crown of his erection brushing your lush cervix.

Your husband rarely curses. Vocabulary too refined for vulgarities, but “fuck,” the blond breathes, his forehead pushed between your shoulder blades as he ravenously sucks in air. You smirk despite your pleasure possessing your body, like a devious feline that has caught the canary. You wiggle your hips in a get-going gesture, further spurring your husband’s ire. He needs no more indication to reduce you to a muddled mess.

No matter how often you’ve made love, it always feels like the first.

His dick is addicting like caffeine, working a steady cadence inside you, pulling you closer and closer to orgasm with each snap of his pelvis. He fucks you thoroughly and hard, just the way you like it. Acquaints himself with every luscious ridge and bump snuggled deep between your walls. His rhythm matches the desperate tempo of his fingers stroking your clit, pushing you further into oblivion.

“You feel so fucking wonderful, darling,” Kyojuro husks, notching his hips to yours until the violent clop of skin saturates the air. “I will never get enough of this beautiful pussy of yours. Won’t you cum for me, my gorgeous princess?” He knows that his voice does things to you. How it stirs your ecstasy when he coddles you like you are the most precious thing, every nerve in your body trained on this moment.

You know he won’t be too far behind you in gratification by the sound of his labored breaths. You cling to his arm for dear life, nails imprinting pretty waning moons into his skin, hot saliva coasting down the side of your face. Your throat is raw from overuse, you having screamed his name to the heavens whilst he fucks you towards the edge of the bed.

Your tummy boils with an unmistakable pressure that drags itself skyward. Breath hitches as your peak sneaks up on you, a kaleidoscope of colors entrapping your vision, a muted tingling sensation prickling your petrified limbs, climbing from the tips of your toes to the crown of your head. Your pussy clamps down like a fist around him. And with a definitive, stuttering drag backward of his hips, companied by a shaky sigh of your name, Kyojuro swiftly extracts his dick from your spasming warmth, painting your thigh with scorching spurts of cum.

You catch him with open arms as he floats down to earth like a feather, nestling his cheek into your saturated bosom and forcing you deeper into the mattress with his full weight atop you.

“Thank you,” you exhale once your heart has slowed to a bearable rate. Gentle fingers rake through your husband’s feathery locks, a doting cant to your swollen lips. Kyojuro hums drowsily in reply, his voice rattling your bones. Your heart swells with affection at the sight of his disheveled mane. How hard he had worked to put you at ease. You stroke his scalp until his breaths transition to soft snoring, your husband curling up against you like a satisfied cat.

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eunoiaaaivy · 1 year

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Ok ok- angst demon slayer with Rengoku. HoW abOut a s/o that develops the same sickness as his mother while he's away on a mission and she tries to hide it and goes to shinobu and begs her to not tell him but then she gets extremely sick and Shinobu, without telling her, sends a letter to Rengoku. Cause at this point she's too weak to get up

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-cw: angst, unknown illness, abuse, character death, not proofread, rushed.

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a/n: i don't really know if this is sad but I hope you liked it!

"I'm sorry [name]-san, but you've developed this illness that I have no cure for yet." Shinobu said warily at you, eyeing the chart than you. Sadness could be seen in her eyes as she looked at you. You looked hopeless and motionless as you heard the news.

The ringing in your ears is the only thing you've heard. You knew this was coming. The hunch you had started when you coughed up blood one morning while Rengoku was making breakfast. The sadness flooding you and the dread filling your stomach made unwanted bile rise up in your throat. You didn't wanna leave him alone.

You don't wanna traumatize him again. He love you and you loves him dearly. To have an illness like his mother is a betrayal. You promised to stay with him till the end. You did.

What a cruel game you always have to play. As Shinobu looked at you with a deeper frown, she made a letter and sent it to Oyakata-sama. Those contents informing him what's your situation. As her crow flew away, she puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder but there was a sad frown on her face, eyes looking more sad. She couldn't lose you too.

You were a bit glad that Rengoku was away. You didn't wanna bear the sight of seeing him crying just because of you. Why? You felt useless. Utterly useless like what his father said.

"How are you a benefit to my son!? You're nothing but a hindrance to him! You can't even wield a sword properly! You weaklings won't ever be stronger! You guys are useless!" The head of the Rengoku estate was filled with shouting as you entered the premises. What a shame. You were being shouted by the Rengoku Shinjuro himself. That night was filled with Kyojuro reassuring you that you were enough for him and all that but you pretended everything.

What an utterly useless thing you really were. Faking it till you make it hurts. You never really made it but it is known to the hashiras and lower rank demon slayers that you never wanna go back to the estate. The fake smiles you give them were so pure and sweet to them that they missed loads of details.

The way you fiddled with your hands and the way you starved yourself and not eating food because of those thoughts consumed by you. The way those days ate you alive were something that made you wanna puke up the food you ate. You just wanted to drown yourself from thinking about it.

A little kid stumbled on the ground with a very very messy hair, like they've been ran over by a dozen of horses. An awfully big bruise can be noticed on the child's face as the suspect of the bruise threw more punches on them. Like as if it wasn't their child.

"you utterly useless child! you're the cause of your mother's death! because of you she had to suffer! she had to suffer from the pain because of you!" your father said. as if you weren't his child and as if you weren't already in so much pain. you could only do much but sob as your father threw more punches.

"oh look! it's them! the person who wasn't loved by their father!" a guy said, loud enough for you to hear as you walked by carrying a wooden basket on your back. your father passed away by the hands of a demon. and you couldn't do anything to save him. what a really useless child you were. as if he wasn't sacrificing you to the man-eating demon.

Cruelty was always in your side. You couldn't help the fact but be sad all over again as you realized this. You were just beginning to be happy. You were beginning to be loved. So why of all times does this has to happen?

"thank you Shinobu-chan for your help. I'm always grateful for you." You said to Shinobu as you faked a smile. And she returned it back to you. As you begin to stand up, you wobbled and as you finally begin to reach and open the door, you fell. Your feet and knees felt weak. Your calves felt as if they were so numb and sore. Your ankles felt like they were stabbed by nails.

"[name]-chan! Are you okay!?" Shinobu frantically shouted as she rushed to you with wide eyes. You reassured her with a I'm okay and tried to get up only to fall again.

"[name]-chan, please stop moving! you have wounds on your legs!" Shinobu shouted as she called her kakushis to help you to a room so that she could treat your wounds. After finishing up in cleaning your wounds she went out to check something out she said.

As Shinobu came out from your room, she pursed her lips into a thin line and went to her office. Seemingly taking out a paper and something to write with. After doing so and finishing the letter, she called out for her crow and sent the letter. She hope and prayed to God that the letter reaches him quickly.

As Kyojuro swiped the last demon of the horde, he noticed Shinobu's crow flying above as there was a letter attached to it's leg. Kyojuro wiped the sweat on his forehead and reached forward so that the crow of Shinobu would snoop down to his arm. Once the had done that, he scratched it's head as it perches on his arm. After awhile, he stopped and took the letter and he wasn't prepared for the contents inside.

Dear Kyojuro-san,

I am not pressuring you into finishing your mission quickly but I have to inform you of [name]-chan's condition. She has been ill for awhile and only now did it get worst. I've concluded and analyzed that her illness is like of what your mother has had. Just a few moments prior, she fell down on the floor and her feet hurts. Her skin is wounded with wounds from the wound and her skin is a bit pale. From my recent examination on her, her blood levels are low and she lacks iron. I've also found this chronic virus that I'm not sure off. Her organs are shutting down and her nutrients are low. She's been coughing out blood and her body has become weak. Please, as immediately as you're done with your mission, please visit the mansion immediately. She might not make it if you came late. Please keep safe too.

Sincerely, Shinobu.

His eyes are wide after he read the letter. Are you okay? Since were you sick? How does he not know? Did you know and you just did not tell him? Many questions were circling his mind as he went to the direction back to the headquarters. He didn't care if he was tired, he has to go to you. He ran and hopped on trees to get there immediately, with Shinobu's crow following behind.

As he arrived at the butterfly estate he immediately went to Shinobu's office and there she was shocked. After he asked where you were she redirected him to your room with pursed lips. He could sense that she too was sad. He knows that she see's you as her older sister.

As they saw your room he saw your face. You were a bit too pale and he could definitely sense that you're tired. You looked more worst than his mother ever was. You looked like you could die any minute and this illness was similar to his mother but more worst. This was eating you alive.

He could see your wide eyes as you look at him and then to Shinobu who only smiled sadly at you and he could see the sad smile you had too. Eyes wandering back to him, you faked a laugh, so fake just to make the atmosphere lighter.

"it seems you've found out my secret, kyojuro." You said smiling sadly at him as if you had already accepted your fate.

He just rushly sauntered his way to you and grabbed your hand gently, kissing it lightly as tears pooled down on his eyes. Shinobu turned to leave as she took it a sign for you guys to discuss the matter.

"why didn't you tell me?" He asked as tears slipped out of his eyes. The loving daze he once held now covered with fear looked on your own ones with tears slipping from them.

"I didn't want you to stress more. You have priorities." You just replied as if you knew this was coming.

"but you are a priority!" He whisper-shouted as he closed his eyes while more tears slid out.

"I love you very much Kyo, I'm sorry I didn't tell tou immediately. I just didn't want to be a hindrance to you." You recited his father's words as you wiped away the tears of sadness. He said nothing so you continued.

"we can't do anything Kyo. It's eating me alive. I can't even stand up properly anymore."

"there must be a way! You can't just die." He shouted, tears falling more from his eyes.

"i love you Kyo. I'm really sorry." You told him as you felt your pulse slowing. You kissed his lips and leaned on his neck.

"I love you too." Was all he said as he sobbed and cradled your body.

And those were the last words you told to him as you slept and took your last breath. You no longer held his hands nor cupped his face. Your hands were now cold and you weren't alive anymore. Everyone can hear Kyojuro sob in the room as he clinged on to you for dear life, hoping that you'd come back. As if there was a miracle going to happen. But sadly, it wasn't true as tou had no more heartbeat. As you no longer saw the bright rays of sunshine and you no longer ate with him.

And finally, he thought as he kneels down on the battle field with a hole in his stomach, that he can see you once again. That he can love you again. That he will see more sunrises and tomorrows with you. that you'd see more of his smiles and he'd see more of your's. And as he woke up, he saw you waiting for him in the gates of Heaven. Peacefully smiling at him and reaching out to hug him as tears slipped out from his eyes once again and there he felt at peace, once again.

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kyojurokoibito · 1 year

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#5/10—kyojuro rengoku x reader

stealth. that is the skill of which you embodied at the moment.

your eyebrows furrowed as you kept your breathing low, your footsteps light, and body controlled. many skills were required for the demon slayer corps, and stealth was definitely one of them. the element of surprise was always an advantage when fighting demons.

however, your stealth was not being utilized for slaying demons at the moment.

you continued to creep down the hallway of your estate, being careful not to drop the contents in your hand. upon arriving to the desired door, you carefully slid the door open. you peeked inside.

'good...still asleep.'

you entered the room, closing the door behind you. creeping towards the bed in the center of the floor, you crouched down before crawling onto the bed, straddling your beloved kyojuro's waist.

his peaceful expression while he slept always brought a flutter to your heart.

but, you interrupted his sleep by gently pressing your lips onto his. not that he minded.

you couldn't help but smile as you felt warm hands clasp around your waist, tenderly keeping you in place. you went to lean back to separate the kiss, but kyojuro followed suit, keeping his lips secured against yours as he rose into a seated position.

he kept you there a little while longer before pulling away, a vibrant smile etched on his face, "good morning to you too, my love!"

"morning, kyo! oh, hang on." you remembered the purpose of your sneaking around your own estate in the morning. you held up the neatly packed bento boxed tied nicely with a ribbon. "i made your favorite for breakfast!"

kyojuro is a huge foodie(it's cannon, bite me.) he absolutely loved it when you shared a meal, had him try new recipes, or anything of that nature.

"greatly appreciated, love" he kissed your forehead before reaching for the box. you pulled it away from him.

"nuh uh," you shook your head, untying the box. "you aren't lifting a finger today! i'll be feeding you myself today!"

he let out a hearty laugh, "is that so? i do not mind you feeding me, if it is what you desire, but what for?"

"it's your birthday, silly!" you smiled at the sudden realization that flashed across his face. "how could you forget your own birthday!"

"i suppose it is because i don't celebrate it often," he laughed.

"well that changes now," you picked up some of the food in between the chopsticks before raising it to his lips. "say ahh!"

he happily complied, closing his eyes with a delighted hum as he savored the taste of your food.

"TASTY!"

you laughed at his outburst, before picking up another cluster of food and feeding it to him. this continued for a while, you feeding kyojuro, and him making joyful outbursts with each bite. just as you were about to feed him another, kyojuro gently took the chopsticks from your grasp.

"hm, are your full?"

he shook his head before copying your action from earlier. "say ahh!"

"but i should be feeding you," you jut your lower lip out in a small pout. "it's your birthday!"

"well," kyojuro paused for a moment before smiling and bringing the food to your lips. "consider this my birthday wish!"

"mmmh...alright, guess i can't deny you that." you allowed him to feed you, and eventually the dish was empty.

kyojuro set the empty box down before wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest. you smiled up at him before placing a gentle kiss to his lips.

"happy birthday, my beloved kyojuro."

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luxthestrange · 6 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes#77 Demonic SOON-to-be Spouse

Demon!Y/n: Kyo~ It's okay, Pausing the wedding prep doesnt bother me...*handing him his bento and giving him a chaste peck on his lips*

Kyo*Grabbing his sword and with a worried smile*Are you sure? I promise to make it up to you when I get back from this mission!!!

Demon!Y/n: Yes Yes~Oh wait-*Stops him as he steps out the door*You can return this, It's what I was going to wear on our Honeymoon night~*Hands him a small bag*

Kyo*Looks inside and pulls out a VIBRANT red lipgloss*Nothing in here but lipgloss?-...

Demon!Y/n*Smirking watching his face go from his usual cute wide eyed smile to his eyes widening with a maddening red blush on his ear tips leaving his mouth ajar looking at you, Nodding slowly at him and closing the door slowly*...SUFFER~

Kyo*On his knees and hands on the ground...SUFFERING*...

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lovelywritinglady · 1 year

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Flamboyant Past Lovers

Tengen Uzui x fem!Hashira Reader x Kyojuro Rengoku

Angst, Fluff, Reader is monogamous. Tengen decided that he wanted other wives despite your protests. So you decide to leave.

Your Pov

I have no desire to leave. I’m fact just thinking about leaving makes my heart burn with a sadness I’ve never experienced. The love I had for him was stronger than any feeling I had. I knew leaving him was not going to be easy. I know he loves me, but not enough. He desired a large family which meant more women in that family. The day I met the three women was the day I knew our love died. I wore a fake smile that sad uncomfortably on my features. Not even Tengen noticed how uncomfortable I was and he was good at seeing that. I had no idea that he felt this way because he had never discussed his desires about a large family before. All he told me was that he wanted a family. He would talk about the kids that we would have together and how we would grow old too. I guess he forgot to mention that he wanted to grow old with other women too. He proposed to marry all of us because he claimed to love us all. After that I knew I had to leave him. I guess all those extra days he would be gone were to see them. Or when he told you he had a mission to go on the same time you did, but when you asked him about it he would immediately change the subject. He would talk about how he wanted to be more flamboyant in his life and how he wished he could do more. So I guess this was his solution. When I talked to him afterwards about it and how it made me feel uneasy, he just told me that this would make him happy and that I should just go along with it. Because if I loved him then I would let him marry them. Out of guilt and sadness I said he could because I knew that he would do it without my permission or not. What I didn’t tell him was that I was leaving. For I could not love a man that loves another more than he loves me.

Now here I am packing the last of my things, not like I own a lot. If he wants this big family he can have it. I just am not comfortable with it. And I never will be. He gets what he wants and hopefully one day I’ll be able to be loved by someone who will only love me. I hope Tengen is finally happy and that he gets the family he’s always wanted with the women he’s always wanted. I just wish I had been enough I really do , but now I have to move on with my life. Im one rank away from being a hashira so that’s what I will be focusing on that as I heal from the would Tengen left. I wrote him a letter explaining why I’m leaving and to not look for me because this is what I need to do for myself. He did what he needed for him so now I’ll take care of me. And with that I left our shared home and all of the memories with it. Now I will become stronger so that I can earn the title of Hashira and maybe find someone who can love only me.

Tengen's Pov

Shit I was too harsh in y/n. I wish she understood how I’m feeling about all of this. She should know that this doesn’t change how I feel about her. In fact I love that girl more than I could ever love the other three. Those girls are nice sure and I’m happy to be marrying them, but they could never compare to her. Maybe marring them is not the right call. I probably should have talked to y/n before I brought them to meet her. She did say that she was cool with it so maybe after some time all five of us can be a happy family. Just the thought of that warms my heart. As I walked up to me and y/n and soon to be Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru’s shared home I was welcomed with an uneasy silence. Normally when she’s inside the house it sounds peaceful. But now I’m hearing something that makes me feel worried. I called out for my lover to hear nothing but silence back. I then began looking all over the house and our surrounding property looking for her, but she was no where to be found. Fear filled me and just I was about to leave our home to look further when I caught a glimpse of a beautifully folded piece of paper that had my name written on it. I quickly picked it up and open the paper. As I read I knew the writing was hers. She has always had the most beautiful penmanship. However, her handwriting brought forth something that made my whole body shake with pure anguish. She’s gone and she won’t be coming back. All because I wanted to marry other women. She stated that she desired to be loved by someone who only wanted to love her. That she was leaving so that I could be happy and get the family I wanted. And that she would become a Hashira like me and find herself. The last thing she wrote was that she loved me and she hopes I have a good life. I put the paper down as my vision became blurry and my hand were shaking. She was gone and it was all my fault. She thought that her not being here would make me a happy man. That’s not the case she’s the reason I was happy I was just selfish for wanting more. Now she’s gone. She’ll become stronger while I marry three women I’ll never love the same as I loved her. Despite my sadness I’m proud of her and I pray that she gets stronger so she can accomplish her dreams. And that she stays alive. I will see her again when she becomes a Hashira. I just know that she’ll be the most flashy Hashira of them all.

Two years later…

Your pov

It’s officially been two years since I’ve seen him. In that time I became the mountain hashira.I mastered mountain breathing which has allowed me to become a very strong hashria. And in those two years I found someone who only wants me. His name is Kenjurio Rengoku the flame hashira. He makes me feel whole again like I’m something to be treasured and not discarded. I feel stronger with him and it helps that we are both hashiras. I can safely say that I love him.

Kyojuro and I were walking down the path to the masters house. He has called the hashiras for a meeting. This is my first time officially meeting the other hashiras so I’m kinda of excited to meet them. And I’m excited to see the master again he is someone I trust so when he calls I answer even if that means I have to see Tengen again. I started to remember everything that happened and some of the old feelings came back which made me feel slightly nervous.

“Y/n, y/n, y/n!” Kyojuro screamed

“Oh shit, yeah sorry love what is it” I questioned

“What are you thinking about? Are you nervous to see Uzui again? Or perhaps something else is bothering you?” He said loudly

“I’m not nervous about it don’t worry. He got what he wanted and I’m happy that I’m with you. That’s what I’m thinking about” I spoke to him

He stopped and faced me which caused me to come to a halt. His right hand ever so gently touched my face which caused me to shiver. He then leaned down and pressed his lips against mine for a moment. He then pressed his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes which made me blush by how intense his flaming eyes were. A large goofy smile graced his features and he spoke.

“Whatever happens it will be okay. I know it will. You’re a hashira now and a strong one at that. You captured my heart and my soul. I love you and if seeing him again make you weary I will vouch for you to the master and tell him you were sick or something.” He said with sincerity.

“I love you too Kyojuro. And no the master called for us so I will be there. Thank you for looking out for me, but I promise I will be okay. Like you said I’m strong and you’ll be there so I will be okay. Kyojuro you’re part of the reason I’ve been able to move on from everything. So let’s go the master is expecting us.” I said with a smile.

A little while later we made it to the masters mansion. The other hashira were already lined up outside on the stone walkway of the masters house. Kyojuro and I made our way and I stood next to Giyu who was on my left while my lover was on my right. All of the other hashira are strong people who have killed many demons and saved many lives. I was proud to be standing there with them. However, Tengen Uzui was not present. I began to worry slightly but my worry was cut short by a booming voice of confidence.

“Sorry I’m a little late I was busy dealing with a pesky demon that talked too much. Don’t I killed it in a flashy way to make up for it.” Uzui boasted as he made his way next to Kyojuro.

I straightened my back and kept my eyes forward awaiting the master. Kyojuro managed to sense my nervousness and held my hand which brought me comfort. I felt a pair of piercing eyes on me so I looked to my right only to see Tengen looking at me. His gaze seemed to soften and he sent me a small smile that gave me chills. We looked at eachother for a few more seconds then the master came out and began talking. Immediately I bowed and so did the other hashira to show our respect to him. Soon after we all stood up to see this boy with an interesting scar on his forehead begging us to let his sister who unfortunately became a demon live.

Soon the master decided to let them both live which at first I wasn’t fond of. However, if the master says it’s alright then I will trust him. I just hope she never hurts anyone in the future. Having a demon on our side might actually prove useful. Kyojuro and Tengen both opposed the idea and still do, but I’m hopeful for the future. Kyojuro and I were planning on visiting his father and little brother. As we were saying our goodbyes I felt a tap on my shoulder and immediately I knew who it was so I turned around to greet him.

“Y/n it’s been awhile. How have you been?” Tengen asked with sincerity.

“It has and I’ve been doing quite well. As you see I’ve become a hashira. I mastered mountain breathing. I heard that you married Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru. How are they doing?” I asked with a smile.

“You’ve gotten much stronger and flashier than the last time I saw you. And my wives are doing quite well, thank you” He replied

We stood there just looking at eachother. It was uncomfortable but after two years of not seeing eachother after what we were it wasn’t expected.

“I’m gonna be real honest. I miss you the day you left me broke me to my very core. I wanna say that I’m sorry for what I did. You didn’t deserve a shitty lover. I wasn’t being very flashy by forcing other people into our relationship.” He said honesty

“Tengen I forgive you. It’s been a while and I’ve been able to heal from that. I mean I became a hashira and I’ve been able to save so many people because of it. That’s made my life worth living.” I said while putting my right hand on his shoulder.

“That’s great y/n I have been worrying about you but you’re strong. And I know it’s not my place to ask this but I still love you and I’ve loved you ever since I met you. You made me into the man I am today. I took your love for granted, but I want to try again with you. Yes, I’m married but I still crave you y/n and I want to know if you still love me too” Tengen spoke in a hopeful voice.

“Part of me does still care for you and love you, but I moved on Tengen. I found someone who loves me and only me. I found Kyojuro Rengoku and he’s made me incredibly happy. Thank you for the offer but I have to decline. I believe I have a happy future with him and I love him. Just promise me that you will take care of your wives” I said with tears forming in my eyes. Tengen then wiped them away and pulled me into a comforting hug and spoke.

“Then I’m happy for you. He’s a flashy man and a strong hashira. I hope he can love you the way that I couldn’t. I love you y/n and always will okay. I promise I’ll take care of them. If we ever have a mission together with just the two of us I’ll protect you too” he said in a whisper

“I know you will. Thank you.” I said as a single tear fell down my face.

We pulled apart and I heard Kyojuros voice telling me we had to go. I looked up at Tengen one last time and gave him the biggest smile I could as we said our goodbyes. As I left I turned my head to see him still looking at me and I swear I thought I saw a tear fall.

“Everything okay love?” Kyojuro questioned

“Yeah, I just needed to speak with Tengen about something.” I responded

“I’m guessing it went well then” he said in his booming voice

“It did” I said to him as I held onto his arm on the path to his family home.

I was so happy and content with how my life was going. I knew my life would be hard considering I was a hashira. Yet what I didn’t know was that my happiness would soon be destroyed…

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 7 months

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I looked and looked and looked for who to credit this art for. Maybe I'm blind. Maybe I need to do alternative searches for art to use on my posts. Anyhow, I found both of these on Pinterest. If you or someone you know is the creator, please message me and I'll add the artist.

A/N = Lovely Rengoku. This man can fit into any situation and make it work ... well, maybe not ALL. But you know what I mean. This ~one-a-fucking-gain~ didn't pan out how I planned it. I was originally going to write a whole thing but it pretty much just ended itself. It worked out well, though, despite being kinda short.

C/W = I don't think there are any. Talk of nudity, a small group of nude people posing for artistic purposes. Other than that it's just a fluffy piece. Flirting between Rengoku and y/n (F!reader). Enjoy!

Sign Here X_____________

"Hey, this is beginning art, right?" You asked the man looking over the class syllabus on the wall. He looked to be close to your age, maybe a little younger. He was goddamn beautiful, too. Tall. Not an ounce of body fat in the wrong place. Muscular. Cool hair; blonde with red tips.

He looked at you. For a good 10 seconds before he said anything. Scanning over your face, stopping at your eyes and your lips. You found yourself feeling some way. Not uncomfortable, but like you were under a microscope. Being inspected.

"Yes, this is my class, beginning art."

You narrowed your eyes. "'Your class?' Oh, you mean you're in this class, too? Cool. Well, my name is y/n. I guess I'll see you around. Thanks."

"Heh, no, this is MY class. As in, I'm the instructor. I'm the everything ... actually." He said calmly and smiled at you as he put his hair back in a tight bun and you watched him walk to the oversized desk in the corner of the room.

"Hello, welcome to ...?" He rolled his hands out like as he was encouraging the classroom to interact.

"Arrrrtttt for beginnnnerssss!" Everyone participated. Even you. How could you not. This man could convince a perfectly healthy person to drink a vile of poison.

"Good job, kids," he laughed. Clearly noting the older people in the class. "In this course, we're going to learn how to draw animate and inanimate objects. Always be prepared because I will surprise you from time to time."

You looked around the class to see everyone was completely enthralled with this young man. The person to your left was a woman, maybe in her 40's. She looked nice. You leaned over and said, "I can't wait to see what kind of surprises he's talking about," and giggled. She put her hand over her mouth as she giggled back at your comment.

"Y/n, care to tell me what's so funny back there? I'm not here as a comedian. I'm here as an art teacher. So if comedy is more up your ... alley? Perhaps you would like to go to the room a few doors down and share your humor with everyone that isn't here to learn how to draw?"

You shut up real quick. "S-sorry ... uhhh, I-I don't know your name." You tilted your right ear toward him, waiting for his response.

"I was actually just getting to that before you flexed your humorous." He stared into your eyes for what seemed like an eternity. You don't think he blinked the entire time, either.

"My name is Kyojuro Rengoku. Yes. It's a mouthful. Yes, you have to call me by my full name or I will kick you out of this class."

Your body sunk as he laughed. "No, not really. You can call me Kyo. I'll write it on the board in such a way it'll be simple enough to pronounce." He grabbed the chalk and began to say out loud what he was writing. "Kee-yoh. Kyo. Simple enough, yes?" He looked at you. Again. What the hell was up with him. "See, y/n, I can be funny, too."

You nodded, feeling your cheeks pink up. He still hadn't taken his eyes off of you as your face transitioned back to its original color.

"Now, what exactly is going to be a surprise in this class, you're probably wondering. I presume you all read the waiver etc. that was included in your packet? I know I got most of them back all signed. If you didn't sign one, stay after and talk to me."

Shit, you thought, I never got anything like that.

└────── ⋆☆⋆ ──────┘

Class was only 45 minutes tonight as it was just a basic introduction about what would be covered and when.

"Y/n, may I have a moment of your time?" He sounded so relaxed when he talked. You thought about asking him what his secret was. "Did you mail in your signed waiver? I sent it out with the syllabus about 3 weeks ago?"

You started to twist your bottom lip around with your teeth. "I ... I don't - ah, I mean I didn't ever get that. None of it, Kyo."

He was taken aback by your use of his name so casually. So effortlessly.

"Hm. Look over your information here and tell me if it's correct." He handed you a planner and had you find your name.

You pointed at it.

"Here's my name, phone # and addre-" You stopped and looked at him. "This is my old address. Where did you get this from?"

You'd moved 5 months ago to a little house. But you thought you'd changed everything over before you'd even moved out.

"I got it from here, from the school."

"Ohhh, oh no. I forgot to notify the school." You got a worried look on your face. "Does that mean I'm going to be kicked out of this class?" You didn't even try to disguise your concern.

"Nooo! No, nothing like that, y/n. But I will need you to fill one out, just to cover everything."

"Cover? Cover what? You doing blood sacrifices in here or something?" You laughed.

He didn't. "Among other things, yes."

You waited for him to tell you he was kidding.

A full minute must've gone by before he gave you a half-smile, the left side of his mouth turning upward.

"There will be no sacrifices of any kind in my class, little lamb. Do not worry." He chuckled, rather darkly for someone who was trying to be reassuring.

Little lamb. You're pretty sure you had a "little" orgasm when he called you that.

"Just initial on these and sign at the bottom?" You pointed at the paper.

He put his hand next to where you were pointing, almost resting it right on top of yours.

"Mmmm ... mm-hm. Did you read what it said, y/n?"

You shook your head, quickly at first but then you slowed to an almost complete still.

"It's just about ... about art, and ... other stuff. R-right?" You swallowed hard, it hurt.

"It's basically a declaration that you're ok with nudity in any capacity. You're ok with multiple bodies being nude and draped or sitting on one another. "Basically ..." he continued, "that you're not going to file a sexual harassment claim against myself or the school because you're uncomfortable. It states very obviously that there will be profound nudity in this course. If you're NOT ok with that, then you're free to change your mind, of course. You'll get a full refund, no questions asked."

He watched your face closely for any kind of a reaction.

"Who - who will be the nude model?" You asked, trying to use your big girl voice.

"Anyone who is willing to pose. Sometimes it's someone from class. Sometimes it's someone from a newspaper ad that needs some rainy day money." He paused, "And sometimes," he leaned back in his chair, "sometimes, it'll be me." A cocky look washed over his face. He knew what you were thinking. He was counting on it.

You almost lost your balance when he said that.

"Y-you pose?"

He nodded, looking a little proud of himself for having given you such a reaction.

"I - I think I'll stay in the class then."

"Fantastic. Sign ... right ... here."

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kyojurismo · 1 year

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— DID YOU FORGOT ?

# kyojuro rengoku

synopsis : kyojuro convinces himself that you and the others have forgotten his birthday. is it true though?

tags : gn!reader, tiny bit of angst, fluff, birthday celebration.

a/n : i wanted to post it earlier but things got in the way and i finished writing it too late 😭 but at least i posted something for kyojuro’s birthday, even if it’s 2 days late. it’s shorter than originally planned & probably a bit cringey, but anyway, enjoy <3 + new format guys !!!!

kyojuro never meant to say to everyone when was his birthday. if they asked him, well of course he would reply. you were the one to inform all the other pillars and convinced them to celebrate it. after all, kyojuro was loved and appreciated by all of them.

this had been going on for a couple of years, and he wasn’t annoyed by the others knowing. that’s why he was confused now.

you were going on with your day as usual, you wished him a good day and then left for training. nothing else.

did they forgot?

that’s what he thought. could you really forget his birthday after the exceptional efforts you always put for his special day in the past years? impossible, ... right?

when kyojuro met uzui, he basically did the same. “ah, rengoku! flashy as always, i see. have a good day,” he smiled down at his friend before walking away.

tengen usually put kyojuro in the spotlight on his birthday, but today was different, it was odd.

did i do something to disrespect him?

the same scene repeated itself with mitsuri and shinobu too. they simply greeted him and went on with their chatting, kind of ignoring him at this point.

are they upset with me?

kyojuro spent the whole day training alone, and he found difficult to concentrate completely on the task at hand. now this is very strange. the way you and the others treated him today was unusual, especially for you and mitsuri. birthday or not, you two always expressed freely how happy you were to have kyojuro around. you didn’t even kissed him three times before exiting the house.

you usually kissed him three times every day, five on his birthday. it was some kind of habit before exiting the house.

kyojuro tried to think what happened in the past few days, to see if he actually did something to make you all act that way.

in conclusion, he couldn’t notice anything wrong in what he did or said. was it something that was fine with him, but wrong for the others then? he always tried his best to respect the others and be kind.

maybe i forgot something important…

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“i feel so bad!” mitsuri cried, sitting beside shinobu. “he looked so sad!” obanai simply watched her, somehow jealous for her concern over another male, but then he remembered she was talking about rengoku.

“why are we here.. again?” muichiro glanced at the others, his expression showing that he wasn’t exactly listening to their conversation. “tokito-kun! it’s kyojuro’s birthday, and we’re preparing a surprise party for him,” you explained with a smile, showing that you weren’t annoyed for his forgetfulness. it wasn’t his fault.

“i hope he comes home soon, i’m tired,” sanemi muttered, staring out at the sky. it was getting darker and stars would start to appear soon. “shinazugawa-san, show some respect,” shinobu glanced at him.

you were a bit nervous. hearing them talk actually helped you stay put. you feared kyojuro would be too upset to celebrate, accusing you for being childish or something like that. but kyojuro wasn’t like that, was he?

when you finally heard the door open, you signalled for everyone to stay silent. your heart was beating so fast you feared everyone could hear it clearly. well, tengen certainly could.

“darling! i’m back,” kyojuro announced, his voice less lively than usual. you nervously took a deep breath before replying, “living room!”

after a few moments, you could hear his footsteps getting closer and then he appeared. he just slid the door open when everyone shouted “happy birthday!”, surprising your boyfriend.

“oh… thank you everyone!” he replied, smiling timidly. the tone was the same, but it visibly hid some embarrassment.

mitsuri jumped to her feet and ran to him, hugging him. “i’m so sorry, rengoku-san! i tried my best to ignore you but i feel so bad now!” she confessed, making the others chuckle. “no problem, kanroji-san. i guess it was worth it, yeah?” kyojuro glanced at you, smiling.

once mitsuri let him go, you walked closer and timidly kissed his lips before whispering a little ‘sorry’. he caressed your cheek before glancing more closely to the others. they were all here, to celebrate his birthday. finally, his chest felt lighter and he was relieved.

“i’m glad you are all here!” he flashed them a smile before looking at you once again, his eyes were shining. “thank you, darling,” he kissed your forehead before you felt your cheeks heating up.

ignoring kyojuro for the whole day t was a challenge for you too, but as he said, it was worth it.

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My Devoted Husbands ( Fem!Reader) Chapter 3: What should I do now?

Warnings: Slight angst, mentions of polyamory, reverse harem.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Head Canons

As soon as Kyojuro left, you immediately changed into your kendo practice outfit, grabbed a couple of bokken and went to look for your dad. As he saw you storming in, he instinctively hid behind your mom using her as a human shield. Your mother graciously slid to the side allowing you to throw one of the bokken directly to his hand.

-“Ah darling, I am so glad that you reached us here; your mother and I were just talking about Kyojuro and we just feel like…” He said desperately looking at your mom but obtaining no support from her.

-“We will decide this, right now. We will have a 3 set kendo match, if you win I will let Kyojuro know about our family legacy and I will allow you to freely speak to him about your crazy marriage ideas. But… “. Your stance was fierce and full of determination -“If I win, you will never mention anything related to the corp and will drop the circus about marriage until I decide the time is right. Deal?”-

You father was really taken aback, they both were in the middle of a very exciting conversation where he described to your mom how fast you moved in the living room and that he was completely sure that you had already surpassed him. But even after that, he stared at you solemnly standing up from his seat.

-“Y/N, sweetie, weren’t you training today with Sanemi-kun? Genya-kun will be disappointed if you did not make it.” He said sweetly, trying to convince you to drop off the subject.

-“Oh, the boys can manage without me. They are actually rooting for my victory.” Your voice was calm but defiant and as your father knew you were not going to step down from your challenge, he finally agreed.

-“Very well, so be it. And might we keep our promises then, independently of the match result”.

-“I do trust that you will keep your word, because if you don’t, I will never speak to you back again. And you can bet I am dead serious” . Your gaze was fixed on his, with fiery resolution. If you were going to date Kyojuro, you would do it properly and on your own terms.

You two walked down to the center of your garden, your mom would play as referee since she used to be a very skilled demon slayer. Your brother joined to witness what he believed would be your dad's defeat. Just by staring at you he knew you were already skillful enough to win over a kendo match, it was just a matter of time.

-“Whoever wins 2 sets out of 3 will be the winner of the match”- your mom said as she placed herself in the middle of you both “As for kendo goes, a direct contact will count as a point.” You and your dad were fixedly staring at each other, your bokken up in a guard stance, a dead silence reigned at the battleground and so your mother said with clear voice:

-”Start!”.

Almost immediately after that, you felt a very strong impact in your stomach that propelled you to the far back of the backyard, finding yourself in the need to kneel down to stop yourself from hitting against the wall.

-”Point!”. Your mother exclaimed as you looked at your dad still kneeling on the floor. He had that fiery gaze that confirmed his high ranking at the slayers corp. You were gasping for air but tried to dissimulate, that strike had been really precise and painful.

-”If you have any intention of winning, you need to start taking me seriously, Y/N. I might be your father but I am still The Water Pillar and if you ever intend to claim this rank, better start acting as the Tsugoku you are and drop your childish ideas.”

He was right, you have been so angry about what just happened with Kyojuro that you totally forgot who you were about to fight, it wasn’t an UNO match against your daddy; it was a kendo match with the Water Pillar.

For an instant you felt a bit insecure, unsure if you could attain victory, but then it hit you. Even if you did not say it out loud you knew that your honor and worth as swordswoman were at stake. Because, how could you talk so big if you weren’t able to back your words with true strength? That was the challenge you threw at him by asking for a kendo match. You probably could have thrown a tantrum, asked your mother to intervene or given him the silent treatment for a couple of days to make him stop all his babbling related to Kyojuro. But no, you were so sure that your sword skills were superior to his, that you threw that challenge completely secure about your victory.

It wasn’t about boyfriend or marriage anymore, it was about if you were already strong enough to officially surpass your father and become the next Water Pillar. It was about if you could keep the family legacy with dignity. You were sure that by then, he would start respecting your decisions more and will stop making ridiculous comments about your personal life.

You honestly loved being in the corps, the training sessions, the knowledge your father passed to you and why not; you loved how damn good of a slayer you were. So yes, you would show him how strong your will to protect humans from the demon menace was and how proud you were to call yourself a Demon Slayer.

And you will, definitely, win.

As all doubts started to dissipate, you stood up with your gaze fixed on the messy ground, steadily breathing and as you sheathed your bokken to your belt, you said to your opponent:

-”Now I am ready, father.” You patiently waited for your mother to call the beginning of the next set.

-”Start!” It was like your body moved by itself, you quickly positioned yourself at your dad’s back.

-”Water breathing, second form: water wheel!” Your rival was merely able to dodge it, he counterattacked, but you were faster blocking his front strike and so you continued:

-”Water breathing, fourth form; striking tide…” Now your father started to defend himself from a series of speedily impacts as you quickly changed your direction with a back somersault, you yelled “ Water breathing, sixth form: Whirlpool!!!”

-”Point!” Your mother briskly said as your bokken slightly impacted your dad’s shoulder. You are now even, 1 to 1, the next set will decide everything. You were pretty sure that your father was enjoying the match as much as you and you were also sure that the hardest part of the tussle was about to start. None of you said a word and so your mother proceeded to yell with excitement:

-”Start!” None of you two were to be seen at any place, as you both bet on speed for achieving victory. Only a high level swordsman could follow your now inhuman encounter, your brother was the only one having trouble keeping up compared to your mother, who was completely focused on identifying the match winner as her eyes quickly scanned the entire scene.

Your father’s strikes were faster, stronger and more precise compared to the beginning of the match; you felt like your bokken could break at any moment. You needed to use your entire body to dodge his strikes since getting a broken weapon will translate into an automatic loss.

While your foothold kept changing constantly you decided to start building momentum for a final strike, you were tired and were sure that if you did not finish it with all you had left, you would probably lose. You started your attack by briefly changing direction to totally impulse yourself on your garden wall, as you were total concentration breathing, your strong step cracked the wall as you propelled yourself forward against your father, this was it:

-”Water breathing, ninth form: Splashing Water Flow, Flash!”. It happened in an instant, a thunderous sound announced that one of the bokken had broken and after all the dust had settle; there was an obvious winner. You and your father were standing, staring in opposite directions, with your bokken slightly touching the back of his neck and your dad’s half bokken on the floor .

-”Point and match! Your mother happily yelled as you dropped to the floor, completely exhausted. Your father was showing you a big smile when he offered his hand to help you get up.

-”Do not ever doubt yourself again, your strength and skill now pairs with a pillar, live your life with honor as you have always had.” The feelings that those words carried were so powerful to you, that you had tears at the brink of your eyes. Just as in the beginning of the match, your body moved by itself, warmly giving into your father’s embrace, this was the moment you have been waiting for almost all your life since you unsheathed your first katana. You have finally deemed yourself worthy of your last name.

Well this was not it, at least not yet. You still needed to receive Lord Kagaya’s blessing and successfully complete your first mission as the lead of high-ranked Demon Slayer squad. But this was indeed the beginning of the rest of your life. Time flew so fast while your Dad merrily recreated your final strike with your brother’s help, that you did not notice it until your phone vibed violently with a sort of extremely enthusiastic texts:

From: Nemi

[Wth Y/N? U left me hanging by myself with the little shit.]

You couldn’t help but to giggle, you can’t remember how many times you have asked Sanemi to not call Genya those, in your opinion, bad taste nicknames but your friend was just like that. As you start writing back to him you realized how late it was and that you were not going to make it to your date with Giyuu.

From: You

[I finally broke my old man’s bokken, TTYL, got a date. ]

The time it took you to get ready was barely human, you showered, put some clothes and perfume on, grabbed your purse and you were already sprinting to the recently opened tea house. You thought that being a demon in slayer was not always that bad, as it came along with some physical perks. Being late was a usual with you and a good thing was that Giyuu never seemed to care about it.

It was not hard to spot your friend, peaceful sitting in a two-person table, scrolling through his phone, with a chilly glass of water at his side. The waitresses noticed you immediately as you made your way to your seat. Your black haired companion stood up as soon as he saw you walking in, he was slightly taller than you, he had was wearing a stretchy white blouse and denim jeans, his hair was a bit messier than usual, but still styled into a low pony tail.

“You look terrible.” - said your friend in a very serious tone.

“Thank you! I missed you too…- you said with a sarcastic tone while you removed your jacket and sat down, picking up the menu and calling in the waitress.

“…and you still wonder why you don’t have a girlfriend.” - You concluded raising a eyebrow and giving him a small side smile.

“I did not meant any harm with that… I am actually concerned. I think you sometimes take your training too seriously.” - He spoke as he ordered his and your drink. He’d know you for so long that he did not needed to ask about your choice. The waitress nodded and quickly removed herself from the table. It was actually nice the way you both got treated by the waitresses every time you and Giyuu hanged out, you assumed that it was because your friend was considerably handsome and that you both had always gave out the “best friends” vibe.

“… And I have not ever complained, not even once, for not having a girlfriend”.- You rolled your eyes with a wide smile.

“Then, you should learn how to properly speak to lady if you ever wanna change that.” - you concluded as you took the first sip from your drink. It was absolutely blissful, the floral scent flooded your nose, warmness embracing your insides, instantly relaxing every aching muscle of your body.

“I will take your advice, thank you”.- He sipped from his drink, and you were not sure if he enjoyed the tea as much you did, in fact it was always very hard to read your friend’s mind. Actually now that you had come to think about it, the way you two bonded was kind of peculiar.

You and his sister, Tsukako, became good friends during high school and even though you had knew him since then, you and Giyuu did not became friends until you both got into college together, in the same bachelor degree. A lot had changed since those times, but certainly not his lack of expressions, and you could not help but to compare him with Kyojuro and how much of an open book was your new blond boyfriend.

BOYFRIEND! Yes, these were happy news that you definitely wanted to disclose with one of your closest friends. The thought of Daki not being the first one to know gave you chills, but out of sight, out of mind right?

“So, you are never gonna guess what happened to me today.”- you took another sip. -“I was at this pizza place and I chose to start choking at the worst time possibly…” - Your friend interrupted you.

“Y/N, I need to tell you something…- his face was serious, nothing out of the normal, but was not the type of guy to ever interrupt you, so he left you out of words.

“I-I… Well that’s… ok sure. Is everything alright?”- you sipped again, glancing at him with the lower corner of your eye, with consternation.

“I like you and I want you to go out with me.”- Luckily for you, the tea was in the right place at the right time, otherwise your recently confessed lover would had a dripping wet face by then.

That phrase keep floating around your head, you blinked with confusion, did you heard that right? Probably not, so you sipped again while you cleared your throat.

“You, err, like me? You like me, exactly in which type of way?.- you asked, while repeating to yourself: “Please do not say it, please let it be a misunderstanding, please, not today.”

“In a romantic way, the way a man feels attracted to a woman.” - he sipped and cleared his fine lips with a neatly folded paper napkin. You rested your chin on the palm of your hand, using your fingers to cover your mouth, frowning with concern, unable to speak. This had to be a horrible coincidence, it was just some nights ago that you had dismissed your dad’s ranting about your friends having romantic feelings for you and here you were; A new boyfriend, the broken bokken of your father and another love confession.

Could this day get any crazier?

It was not the fact that you could not like Giyuu, he was indeed a great guy and you enjoyed being around him. Having your blue-eyed companion as a boyfriend was not an idea that you disliked but the problem was that you were dating someone else by now. How were you supposed to gracefully reject a friend and not hurt his feelings? You were not even sure if you were ready to be in a relationship with Kyojuro and there you were, having to break the heart of someone you cared for and if this was not enough, you were about to start the process to become the water pillar.

It was too much, too much for her, too much for a couple of days, too much for her the rest of her life thank you very much.

“You do not have to give me an answer right now. I am going on a business trip tomorrow. We can talk about it when I come back and I will be fine with whatever decision you take.” - He calmly called the waitress again to ask for a refill. How in hell could he be so calm after he spat such words? How could he failed to see how were you crumbling on the inside? Nonetheless, that was a good thing, right? It turned you into a very good liar, concealing your secret until the day you die. You have not spoken a single word.

“Sorry, I did interrupted you. You were talking about a pizza place?” - He sipped again, with inhuman tranquility, and you decided to play along. If you were going to reject him you would have time to think about the best way to do it and still end up in good terms, because that was only way to do it. Right?

“It was, it was nothing special, it was the best slice pizza that ever tried to kill me.” - For a change, Giyuu chuckled.

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