#rengoku imagines

[ghostmaldo]

(✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾Demon Slayer Headcannons: Will you hold this for me? (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾

In which (Y/n) asks them to hold something and then proceeds to place their hand into their S/O ^^. I read this prompt yeeears ago for ffxv and I just thought it was the cutest thing and I’ve never seen it again after that. So heres what I think the demon slayers characters reactions would be. Can be read and friendly or platonic.

With: Rengoku, Giyuu Tengen+Makio,Suma,And Hina, Shinobu,Sanemi and Gyomei

No warnings, full fluff. We’re goanna ignore cannon for the sake of the imagine. Except for Obanai and Mitsuri, I very much love their relationship and have chosen to not write about them. Kay? Kay!

I’ll do a part 2 with the demon moons + Muzan because this took waaaay to long to do wah-

Ask box open 💙

Playlist I listened to while I wrote this: https://youtu.be/bPzqW_dU2Gk?si=jLI9L0vgH0Q3VYT7

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Rengoku: Rengoku and (Y/N) were out and about in the nearest village. Visiting several different shops during their free time while they could enjoy it. Currently, Rengoku eyes were glued to a menu displayed outside a newly built restaurant. Completely enraptured by the tasteful dishes displayed on the board. (Y/N) approached behind him, a small shopping back in one of their hands. Maybe if Rengoku hadn’t been so distracted, they might have seen the playfulness pulling on their lips.

“Rengoku, will you hold something for me?”

Oblivious to the gleeful child-like smile on their face, he offered them their hand without even so much as blinking or moving his eyes away from the menu. His mind a preoccupied about the different variations of food that made his stomach grumble. Though those thoughts were briefly pushed to the back of his mind when he felt something warm slot between his fingers.

“Hmm?” Rengoku hummed, blinking a few times as he shifted his gaze over to his hand. We’re he found (Y/n) hand comfortably placed into his. “Haha!” He boasted loudly, smile growing twice as large as it already was. “A delightful one you are! Say it’s about lunch time. Shall we try this new restaurant, everything sounds so wonderful!” He exclaimed. Raising his hands while still clasping (Y/N) hand snug with his. If Rengoku had a tail it would most certainly be wagging right.

Overall: Rengoku’s find your antic amusing and most welcomed. He happily pulls (Y/N) into the restaurant hand in hand. Only letting go once they’ve settled down for a meal.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Giyuu: A similar situation to Rengoku, with the two wondering around a village mostly just for fun. However, its hard to tell exactly what Giyuu had his gaze fixated upon. His frozen solid in the middle of the crowd with a ten mile stare between two booths. His ocean eyes were somewhere lost in a unforeseen storm. People moved around the silent man, pardoning themselves if they ran into him on accident.

It took some time for (Y/N) to locate him after they’d gone to retrieve an item of interest. A shopping bag swinging with the rhythm of their legs while they waved a cheerful greeting. One that went ignored, though it wasn’t on purpose. They were about to call to Giyuu again when the words died in their throat. A mischievous glaze running over their eyes.

“Giyyyuuu, will you hold something for me?” This time, the question stuck to Giyuu. He turned their head slowly upon them. His eyes immediately pointing to the bag in their hand. He exhaled a gentle breath, extending his hand out for what he thought would be the bag in his hand. He jolted a bit when he instead sensed the familiar warmth of (Y/N) palm along his. He became at a lost of words, unsure what to make of this situation.

(Y/n) let out a light chuckle at his reaction. ‘Typical Giyuu’, they thought. Eventually they’ll tug them forward in the direction they want to go next. Though Giyuu still hasn’t said anything, nor had he pulled away. If (Y/n) attempts to let go of his hand, unsure if the action was welcomed. Giyuu will simply tighten his hold on them. “It’s fine.” He speaks blatantly, though if (Y/n) looks close enough… theres a light dust of pink on his cheeks.

Overall: A little embarrassed at first, but accepts his fate and will continue to hold (Y/n) unless something requires for him to let go permanently.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Tengen: Well first off you need a step ladder- Kidding, short of, anyway! (Y/N), Tengen and his three wives are out enjoying a late night festival. Theres good food, drinks, and fireworks to occupy them for the night. (Y/n) sits with Makio, Suma, and Hina snacking on some sort of festival foods. They’ve shared this little ‘idea’ with the girls and the three of them found the idea delightful. Gossiping among themselves if Tengen would become flustered by the idea and mostly by who.

“I think (Y/N) should do it! Master Tengen has had a soft spot for them lately!” Makio pokes a little fun at them, the other two girls chiming in with eager smiles and some harmless laughter. It does take some convincing, but eventually (Y/N) does surrender to the girls persuasion. And just in time for Tengen to rejoin the group. (Y/n) nearly leaps to their feet, running over to him exicdently. The three girls watch gleefully at the show they’re about to recieve.

“Tengen! I need you to hold something for me!” He quirks a brow, eyeing them up and down suspiciously. “You aren’t holding anything.” He replied with a playful smirk on his lips. “Just trust me! Pleeease?” They flash their puppy dog eyes at him and Tengen finds himself in a bind. How was he supposed to fight against puppy dog eyes?

Cautiously he holds out his hand. Jewelry catching the warm light bouncing off the cities lanterns. Nervously, (Y/) places their hand into Tengen massive palm. His fingers wrap around theirs and nearly swallows them up whole. Looking back at him, he smiled smuggly. “Is that all you wanted? You could have just asked!”

Que the girls squealing lovingly in the back ground and them ambushing everyone into a hug and wanting to take turns holding Tengen and (Y/N) hands~

Overall: Well, its seems Tengen made (Y/N) blush instead of the other way around. But its was still worth the shot and the girls thought it was absolutely adorable ^^

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Shinobu: It’s a busy day at the butterfly estate. A particular mission had sent back several members of the demon slayer members back to her abode with blooded limbs. Once taking care of the injured slayers, she sat neck deep in paperwork inside her office. Going over several discharge papers and other things she’d fallen behind on. The scratching of her pen was the only sound in the room aside from the occasional curse escaping her lips.

(Y/N) walked in with a cup of warm tea in hand. Knowing very well Shinobu needed a little break from the chaos that had been their shared morning. They knew it would be impossible to pull her away from her work, not when so many still needed attending too. Still… they had a small shroud of an idea that may pull Shinobu from her thoughts for even just a few minutes. The poor girl deserved that much.

“Shinobu.” They called out kindly. Setting the cup of tea on the table next to her. Her movement faltered for second, her keen eyes shifting to the cup of tea, then directly back to her paper work. “Yes (Y/N)?” She responded nearly all too sweetly for what she really felt on the inside. “I- I made you some tea.”

“I see that.” She cut through them quickly, though they knew she didn’t mean malice by it. Now or never-

“Will you hold something for me, Shinobu?” Her pen movements halted all together, a long breath escaping through her nostrils. In a swift motion she set her pen on the desk calmly. Turning her attention toward them and extending her hand out toward them. ‘Tread carefully (Y/N)!’ They told themselves to try and gain some confidence back from her cry reaction.

Before they lost their nerve, (Y/N) quickly placed their hand into hers. Snuggly wrapping her fingers around Shinobu’s hand. This seemed to take her back a moment, her eyes flickering back at forth between their face and their now intertwined hands. She sighed, her shoulders dropping in surrender. “Alright, alright, only a few minutes. Then I must complete these discharges.” She spoke firmly, but an inkling of a smile danced at the corner of her lips. (Y/N) agreed eagerly, happily keeping a hold of Shinobu’s hand while she sipped on her warm tea.

Overall: A smidge annoyed, but appreciates the effort. Might bring it up later in private conversation. Personally I think she’d have the softest hands of the bunch.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sanemi: I had to really think about this one and his probably a little ooc but I still did my best- Lo and behold, Sanemis is practically stomping through the compound clearly aggravated about something. When isn’t he- (Y/N) catches him out of the corner of their eye and quickly excuses themselves from their current conversation. They’re fully aware Sanemi’s in a sour mood. Even so, it didn’t deter them from their destination. The moment (Y/N) was in Sanemi’s line of sight, a low growl vibrated from him. “What do you want?”He snapped immediately.

(Y/N) gave a shy wave and greeting. Wondering in the back of their mind if this was a really good idea-

“Would you hold something for me?”

“Huh?” He brow raised and his mouth hung open.

“I-I said would you please hold something for me?”

He scoffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. They stood their looking at each other for a few second before he reluctantly stuck out his hand. “I swear if you put something wet in my hand-“

A blush instantly blossoms on the man’s face when they slip their hand into his. He allowed it at first, even as the heat creeps onto his face. However, once he realizes whats happening he retracts his hand and turns away from them. Hiding his crimson cheeks. “Idiot, what was that for!”He screamed and (Y/n) can’t help themselves but go into a giggling fit.

Overall: Highly annoyed and flustered at the same time Xp

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Gyomei: It’s a peaceful morning with Gyomei. Sitting on the mountain side with the river lulling the birds nearby. They sat together along the tree’s, basking in the tranquility. It was often the pair found themselves like this. Seeking the moments where the world seemed to stand still. One craved those moments when a world such as theirs existed with nothing but constant violence.

Which was why (Y/N) had come up with the idea they were about to execute. They redirected their gaze to the man sitting a few feet away from them, admiring the features of his face and how he sat in prayer. Though, the second their eyes landed on him, his head perked up to look at them. “Gyomei, will you hold something for me?”

His expression never moved, yet, he nodded, slowly extending his large muscular hand toward them. The beads on his hand softly clanking against one another in the process. Their hand (Much like Tengen) was completely swallowed by his large hand. It seemed to take him a moment to realize what he was holding. The pad of his thumb running alongside (Y/N) cold knuckles.

“Oh.” The word was barely auditable and seemingly the only comment Gyomei came up with. They were almost worried they’d crossed a boundary… then the tears began to cascade over hid face. “How sweet. Thank you for sharing this with me.”

Overall: Now your both crying

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[tsukasalvr]

Headcanons of Rengoku and Tanjiro with a s/o who has ice/snow breathing?

AN: Ooooo opposite breathing yes!!!!!

s/o with ice/snow breathing

Anime/fandom: Demon Slayer

Characters: Rengoku Kyojuro, Tanjiro Kamado

Warnings: I don’t proofread, short

A/N: old ass request LMAO anywyas hey

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Rengoku Kyojuro

When he first finds out about your breathing, he was very impressed and thought of how ironic it was

“What a surprise considering on how opposite our breathing’s are! It’s quite funny don’t you think?”

Would definitely want to train with you as much as possible, especially he sees it a perfect opportunity

His partner having a breathing opposite of his is a great way to train he thinks! It allows him to be more ready in battle where his opponent/a demon is able to use ice/snow blood demon art

Has made a joke about how his flame breathing was able to melt your ice snow breathing/heart, even if you aren’t a closed off cold person

He just thinks it’s hilarious

Tanjiro Kamado

Every type of breathing technique is a great breathing technique of him

He thinks it’s a very strong breathing and often asks questions about it especially since your his partner, he finds it very fascinating and admires the way you carry yourself in a fight and how you use it

“Wow! I’ve never seen anything like it! You’re so strong and amazing s/o!” He’s your little cheerleader

It doesn’t even matter if your training together, he’ll still cheer you on, he admires you a ton

“Yay s/o! I love yo- Ah!” He yelps and moves just in time before you can land a hit on him as he was distracted by how beautiful you and the breathing looks.

#demon slayer x you #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer imagines #kny x you #kny oneshots #kny x y/n #kny x reader #rengoku kyoujurou x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku x y/n #rengoku x you #rengoku imagines #rengoku headcanons #rengoku x reader #tanjiro x y/n #tanjiro x you #tanjiro headcanons #kamado tanjiro x reader #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro imagines #tanjiro kamado x reader

[meltingpotimagines]

Dating Kyojuro

Warnings: Mentions of food

A/N: Happy birthday, b 🎉 I hope this helps makes your day even better

ah yes

the local himbo

i may not have a crush on this man but even i can't help but adore him

and i fully believe he'd be a great boyfriend

i'm talkin sweet, considerate, caring, unintentionally flirtatious

he doesn't really know he's doing it

he's just being genuine and it comes off v charming

like saying you look absolutely beautiful

to him, it's not flirting

it's just true

or winking at you from across the room

he just wants you to know that you've still got his attention even when you're not near him

he's a total teddy bear too

gives the b e s t hugs

he just kinda fully envelops you and squeezes tight

sometimes doesn't realize just how hard he's squeezing until you're hitting his arm while wheezing

he doesn't mean to, he just loves you so much that he can't help but hold you as closely as possible

definitely opens doors for you

he's a mama's boy, and he's going to treat you with the same love and respect that he gave his mother

loves sharing his food with you

food makes him really happy and he wants to share that happiness with you

always makes sure to hug you right before he leaves for a mission

spends some extra time with you beforehand too, if he can

he can't exactly promise he'll come back, so he tries to make the potential last memory as great as possible

will pull your hair back for you if it's getting in the way

always keeps a hair tie on his wrist for this exact reason

walks you to your door like the gentleman he is

gotta make sure you get home safe and yk, not eaten by a demon on your way home

you two don't tend to run into issues with your relationship, but anytime there is one, he goes to tengen for advice

i mean, mans has three wives, he has to know what he's doing right?

he's also just hot, kyojuro

usually ends up getting advice from them actually lollll

not that tengen doesn't know what he's doing, but they all have good imput for things like this

different points of view

sometimes he picks you up when he's happy

he just like grabs you by the waist and lifts you into the air

doesn't even say anything, just grins

can you really blame him tho?

he's v energetic and loves you too much to just hold that in

gosh can't you just imagine long conversations with him

him just chattering on about his day and the people he met and the things he saw and the food he ate

asking questions about your day and the small responses to what you tell him

i fully believe he loves dogs so i imagine his face lights up when he talks about a dog he saw or when you mention one that you did

he definitely likes taking you to restaurants the best

especially new ones

new flavors to experience with his favorite person? yes please

oh gosh moonlit walks

just walking hand in hand, the breeze ruffling your and more importantly his hair

the fluffy locs getting gently tousled while the color almost glows under the soft light of the moon

absolutely beautiful

and he's painfully oblivious to it despite your staring

you'll never understand how someone didn't snatch him up before you

but honestly it's because no one else was an option before you

#rengoku kyojuro #rengoku headcanons #rengoku imagines #rengoku fluff #rengoku x reader #rengoku x y/n #rengoku x you #kyojuro headcanons #kyojuro imagine #kyojuro fluff #kyojuro x reader #kyojuro x y/n #kyojuro x you #demon slayer

[certifiedjaeger]

↳ Rengoku x Fem Reader

Word Count: 3.3K

Warnings: 18+ content, oral sex (both male/female receiving), unprotected sex, creampie 🥧, rengoku may or may not eat you out after cumming inside of you lol……

Notes: Hi, I wrote this really fast and it’s not really edited that well so bear with me lol 🤭 anyways! this is a little piece about taking Rengoku’s virginity after Tengen desperately asked you to help out his friend. Enjoy!

For years now, you’ve heard tales of the great feats of the Flame Hashira. You’ve heard stories of how strong, how determined, how brave and noble he is. You’ve heard it all – You’re no stranger to the hero that is Kyojurou Rengoku.

He is something that legends are made of.

Which is why when a certain overzealous husband of your friend, Makio, approached you the other day in the hopes of helping out a certain golden-haired hero in the *ahem* intimacy department… you almost couldn’t believe it.

How can somebody as amazing as him have never indulged in such pleasures before? How on earth could he be so inexperienced? How could he have never even been touched by another at all? Surely, he has women throwing themselves at him all the time, surely he has had many offers from those wishing to be his lover, many desperate souls trying to claw their way to his immaculate body. It was too hard to believe that that wasn’t the case.

But, it appears that it is. Well, at least, according to Tengen.

You aren’t a desperate soul, but you are smart. You’ve heard of his charm and good looks. You’ve heard of how handsome the Flame Hashira is. Which is why you had eagerly accepted Tengen’s offer when he came to you with his request. Honestly, it would have been ridiculous to turn down such an opportunity.

But would he be shy? Would he be eager? Boring? Awkward? Rude? You wondered as you waited on the plush bed of the spare bedroom in Tengen’s villa several days later.

~~~

“Uzui, you are a good friend! And I have always trusted you! But I have to admit… I’m not so sure about this,” Rengoku speaks in his usually eager voice, only a hint of unease infiltrating it, as the two men walk down the lengthy hallway. “I will not tolerate anybody doing anything that they don’t want to do.”

“Oh come on, you’re way too old to have never felt a woman’s touch before. You’re a Hashira, for crying out loud, it’s embarrassing,” the bigger gentleman cries out dramatically, making Rengoku look around to double check that they are, in fact, alone. “Plus, nobody’s making her do anything that she doesn’t want to do. She was more than happy to accept your offer on my behalf,” he smiles deviously.

“I never requested anything from anybody – this was your own doing,” Rengoku reminds his pushy friend.

“Look, you’ll be thanking me later, so just go along with it. Get off of your high horse and quit being the noble Flame Hashira for at least an hour or so, ‘kay?” Tengen stops in front of the door where you await his inexperienced friend. “Actually… you probably won’t even last that long,” Tengen snickers.

~~~

It all happened so fast. A couple of minutes ago, Rengoku was walking down the hallway with his friend and now, he’s sitting on the edge of a bed, watching as a beautiful woman he has never seen before kneels in between his legs.

You’re so confident in your movements that it almost takes his breath away. You’re so sure of yourself as you take his pants off of him, as you touch him. You’re so lovely, so beautiful, so self-assured, that all he can manage to do is to sit there and let you do whatever you want with him.

“Is this okay?” You ask, wrapping your hand around his length as he rids himself of his top.

“Y-yes!” He tries to remain his normal, cheerful self but can feel his resolve slowly slipping away with every small movement of your fingers.

“Good to know,” you smile slightly, licking your lips as you do so. “And how about this?” You hold his length tightly and move your hand up toward the tip of his already hard cock.

“Y-yeah,” he breathes out, his voice wavering in its normal enthusiastic tone as he watches you intently.

“And how about…this?” You ask through feigned innocence.

His hips buck up as your thumb grazes his slit. His eager nod confirms that yes, that is definitely okay, too. The look on his face gives you the feeling that you could do just about anything to him and he would be more than happy about it. Your smile widens – you realize this is going to be a lot of fun.

Some precum appears at the top of his flushed tip and knowing that this will most likely be okay, as well, you decided to lean forward and give it a little kitten lick. His breath catches in his throat and his eyes daze over a bit as he feels his body somehow tense and relax at the same time. He’s never had anybody touch him like this before. He has hardly ever touched himself like this before. And now here you are, sucking on the tip of his cock, swirling your tongue around it as you push more of his length into your warm mouth. You take all of him in as your nose hits the soft gold and red curls near his skin, and he swears that you may actually be an angel.

He’s never imagined anything feeling this good before. He’s never imagined experiencing anything this heavenly before in his life. His hips start to buck up again, his hips mindlessly beginning to pick up the pace as he starts to rut his cock into your mouth. He shuts his eyes and lets the pleasure your mouth grants him take over.

But it isn’t enough. He wants more, he needs more.

He pulls you off of his now throbbing cock and looks at you for a moment, a wild fire settling in his eyes as he stares deeply into your own.

With arms shaky with desire, he still manages to be gentle as he helps you up and meekly moves your body toward the bed. He hopes you’ll get the hint since he doesn’t know if he has the courage at this moment to ask you for what he wants.

But he knows exactly what he wants.

He’s had urges for years now. He’s thought of this moment for so long, but it had always seemed like some far away dream that would never actually happen. But now that you’re here, so willing and so happy to please, he feels that he needs to take his chance now. He needs to grab onto this opportunity and let his body do what it had been screaming at him to do all of these years.

You lay down on the bed, but that isn’t enough for him. He turns you around on your stomach silently and raises your hips into the air, and of course, you happily oblige the pent-up man. He stares in wonder as you drip from your core. His cock twitches and he swears that he never knew it was possible to feel so much lust in his veins.

He steps forward and places his large hands on your hips, his cock leading the way as it nears the one place it desperately wants to be. Just a few more inches and he would finally know what it feels like to be seated deep inside of somebody. The thing he’s spent so long imagining, the one thing he scolded himself for thinking about when he knew that he should have been focusing on training or bettering his skills.

But he’s only human, after all. And he can only control his urges so much. His hand during the late hours of the night every couple of weeks or so could never truly suffice. And now that you’re here, warm and dripping and ready to be filled–by him of all people–he feels that he may be dreaming again.

“I-Is this… okay?” He somehow manages to get out through eager, hushed breaths. It’s odd, he thinks. He’s normally very confident and cheerful. But you have done something to him. He feels desperation flood his veins, he feels it fill every part of his body.

“I’m waiting,” you respond in a sing-songy voice, wiggling your hips a bit.

He swallows dryly and moves closer. One more inch and his tip would know what it feels like to touch another person’s wet heat. His cock that had only ever been covered by his hand would be surrounded by your warmth, it would be covered in your slick. And that thought alone makes his cock twitch, his length slightly bobbing from the movement. His fingers dig deeper into your skin and he pushes forward.

The tip of his cock inches into your heat and he lets out a shallow breath. It’s tight. And it’s so… warm. He stills for a second before slowly moving in all of the way, stopping only when his pelvic bone meets the soft flesh of your ass.

It’s nothing like what he imagined. It’s infinitely better.

The muscles in his arms tense and his hands hold the sides of your hips tighter. He closes his eyes and takes a moment to relish this feeling, to try and memorize how heavenly it feels to have part of his body engulfed in another person’s soft warmth. He’s never felt so comfortable in all of his life before. The softest beds and the warmest clothes could never compare to how it feels being fully seated in you.

Releasing one last breath, he opens his eyes and they are a wild sight. He’s had a small taste, and now he knows that his body needs more. He swiftly pulls away from your body, his cock almost falling out before he then pushes himself back in. Heated tingles run along his length and a small groan slips from his lips. He does it again. And again. And again. And then, all of a sudden, he isn’t able to stop. This feeling is too much.

His lower abdomen tenses with every fast thrust of his hips, his cock driving in and out of you as if with a mind of its own. He now understands all of the comments, all of the jokes, all of the talk about why people enjoy sex so much. Tengen had always been going on and on about it. He would try not to listen because of how lewd it was, but would fail every time. He never understood.

But now he does.

He’s always considered himself to be a kind, well-mannered man. But it’s as though he’s become somebody else. It’s as though something wild inside of him has taken over. Something ingrained into his very being–something fiery and passionate–has come to take you. It has come to make you lay down and be submissive to him. It has come to make you his.

He feels like a beast as he mounts you and repeatedly drives his cock in and out of you; as though he were an animal and his primal instincts have taken over. Something inside of him is telling him that he needs to do this to you. Something inside of him is blinding him and filling his head with a haze, telling him that he needs to put a healthy amount of his cum deep inside of you.

He always wants to feel like this. He always wants to feel like this. He always wants to feel like–

An explosive pleasure suddenly takes over and he feels his cum drain from his body and shoot out from his tip. His hands desperately hold on to your hips as his cock twitches, shooting warm spurts of cum deep inside of you.

He lets out one last lengthy groan, feeling the pleasure begin to dissolve, before opening his eyes and taking in his surroundings. His heavy breathing fills the otherwise quiet room and he feels himself beginning to regain his composure. What had just happened to him, he wonders. He definitely wasn’t himself.

“Well, that was fast,” you speak up, distracting him from his thoughts.

“I’m sorry, my lady?” He knits his brows together as he continues to breathe heavy.

“I had wondered what this would be like and it was just fast, is all,” you look back at him, feeling his cum begin to drip out of you as he reluctantly pulls out.

“I-I’m sorry. Was that not pleasurable for you, too?” Worry tinges his voice as he looks at you with concern in his eyes.

“No, it definitely was. It just takes a bit longer for me to reach my peak, that’s all. Don’t worry,” you smile at him, hoping to calm his nerves a bit.

“Well… how can I assist you in… reaching your… “peak”?” He asks innocently and you raise your brow at him.

“You really have never pleasured a lady before, have you? It’s no easy feat, you know,” the corner of your mouth lifts into a small smirk as you tease him.

“I can assure you that I’m a fast learner,” he replies genuinely as his breathing begins to calm a bit, his earnest tone and eager expression now warming your heart. “If you are willing to show me, I am willing to learn. Not only that, I’ll go above and beyond your expectations,” he says excitedly with a smile.

“You sure you can keep that promise?” You raise a brow at him.

“Ha, of course! I have slayed many demons, I have overcome many obstacles! Surely, I can do this.”

“Okay… then I want you to clean me up,” you turn around and lay on your back, spreading your legs for him to see the mess that he’s made. He stares at your heat, his fiery eyes staring unabashedly. “With your tongue, that is.”

He whips his head up and stares into your eyes, his mouth opening as he questions whether he heard you correctly or not. “With my…? Wouldn’t you prefer a soft cloth?” He questions.

“It’ll feel better with your tongue,” you reach a hand down slowly and begin to smear his pearly cum all over your folds, watching as he stares at your movements, a small blush appearing on his face as he blinks and nods his head slowly.

“Y-yes, okay,” he kneels down on the bed, eyes never tearing from your heat. “If that is what you wish.”

He inches his face closer to your heat, looking at the mess and feeling almost a bit guilty at the state that he’s left you in. He moves his head a bit closer before pausing and looking up at you, almost as though waiting for you to say it was okay.

“Go ahead,” you say. “Please.”

He hears slight anticipation in your voice and he wonders if this is how he would help you reach your “peak”. He leans in and gives a tentative lick up your folds. Some of his cum, as well as your slick, gathers on his tongue and he swallows, brows knitting together as he tries to decipher the taste. He’s never tasted anything like it before, but all he knows is that he likes it. He gives another lick and then another and then another–

And then he hears a moan escape your lips.

He pauses his movements and his head shoots up, his eyes widening as he realizes you like the feeling of him licking you like this.

“Why’d you stop?” You look down at him, pouting.

“This feels good to you?” He questions with genuine curiosity.

“Yes! Now please continue,” you pout again, reaching your hand down and taking a fistful of his hair, gently pushing him toward your heat.

“Haha! What a feisty one, you are!” He exclaims with amusement before happily giving you what you desire.

He pushes his tongue against your folds with more pressure this time, using his strong muscle to swipe upward with more strength and feeling encouraged when he hears you moan above him again.

“Yes, just like that– and pay more attention to the part at the top,” you direct him with eyes closed, feeling heat begin to pool in your lower abdomen again.

But then he stops.

“Why at the top, if I may ask?” He questions and you sigh.

“Because that is where my clit is.”

“Clit?”

“Wow, you really don’t know anything, do you?” You mumble under your breath, hoping that he doesn’t hear it. “Yes, this,” you say louder, grabbing one of his fingers and placing it to your clit, “this little thing right here, it feels really good when you give it lots of attention, okay?”

“Got it!” He exclaims before leaning down and passionately sucking on your clit, making you cry out loudly. The sudden strong sensation is like being knocked backwards, and even though it’s a surprise, god, it’s a welcome one. You can feel how close you are and you swear that if he stopped now to ask another question, you would scream. But he doesn’t. No, he pulls your clit into his mouth and gives it several little heated licks, sucking and licking and giving it extra attention just like you had instructed him to.

“Yes! Now put two fingers inside of me,” you eagerly cry out. “Just like you did with your cock, move them just like you did before,” your voice sounds strained as you begin to feel delirious from the overwhelming pleasure of his tongue.

Thankfully, he does just as he’s told without questioning why and positions his fingers at your entrance, pushing them in just as he had earlier with his cock. He drives them in and out of you; the motion coupled with his tongue’s movements making your body feel on fire. He feels amused and excited as he hears eager sounds leave your lips, your hips beginning to move around as he continues doing exactly what you had told him to do.

“Keep going,” you yell desperately. “Don’t you dare stop,” you groan loudly. “Keep going, keep going, keep going–”

You cry out, feeling something inside of you snap as your veins flood with white-hot pleasure, his strong tongue and thick fingers working together to send a wave of electricity throughout your body. You let it wash over you. You relish in the feeling. You try to memorize every sensation from his tongue and every movement of his fingers before the pleasure starts to dissolve in your veins and you begin to come down from your high.

It seems that he’s taken your instructions too literally, however, as he continues his feverish movements, not catching on to the fact that he was now starting to overstimulate you.

“That’s–ahh!–that’s enough, Rengoku,” you pull at his hair lightly. “No more!” You plead as he effectively stops and looks up at you with brows knitted together.

“Does it not feel good anymore? Am I doing something wrong?” He asks worriedly.

“No, no,” you say through heavy breaths. “That felt really good. But continuing after you reach your peak can sometimes feel like too much,” you say through exhausted lips, falling back to the mattress as you try to catch your breath.

After a few moments, you hear his familiar earnest voice speak out, “So, I did good then?”

“Yes,” you sigh dreamily. “You did very good.”

“So then, we can perhaps continue after you’ve had some time to recover?” He asks eagerly. You knit your brows together at his words before looking over at him.

“Continue?”

You look from the happy smile on his face down to his cock that’s already fully hard again, precum beginning to dribble down the length of it as he sits on his haunches.

“Oh,” you comment, feeling a pang of warmth hit you again as you take in the sight. “Yeah,” you breathe out, “yeah, we can continue.”

#kyojuro smut #rengoku smut #kyojuro rengoku imagines #rengoku imagines #kyojuro rengoku oneshot #rengoku oneshot #kyojuro rengoku fic #rengoku fic #rengoku x reader #rengoku x you #rengoku x y/n #demon slayer smut #demon slayer fic #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #rengoku kyoujurou x reader #rengoku kyoujuro smut #rengoku kyojuro smut #my writing

[xxsabitoxx]

Rengoku x Kocho Sister! Reader idea

This is just something small I’ve been toying with so… idk if I’d ever turn it into a full blown smut fic but Ehehe

Rengoku was a bit mortified when Kanae and Shinobu Kocho cornered him one afternoon while leaving Kimetsu Academy. “Rengoku-san~” Kanae’s voice was as light as air, but he could tell by the look on her face that he was in huge trouble. “Good afternoon… you two…” he shifted a bit, clutching the strap of the bag resting on his shoulder. “We’d love to have a chat with you, Rengoku-san.” Shinobu was smiling as well, but the vein protruding from her forehead gave him every reason to be scared.

“O-oh? What about?” He laughed nervously, eyes shifting between the two sisters. Typically there was a third with them… you. For you to not be present, he knew exactly where this conversation was heading. “Oh~ I think you know.” Kanae smiled, motioning for him to follow the two of them. He sighed, heart hammering as he begrudgingly followed the two sisters. They brought him around to the side of the school, the track field off in the distance with kids practising for the future track meets.

Once they were a fair distance away, where nobody would disturb them, Kanae turned to face him again. “So, Rengoku-san~ Shinobu and I just want to ask you a few things~” his eyes shift nervously to Shinobu, who’s smile has dropped, her face is stoic. “Of course, ask away.” He swallows nervously, the collar of his shirt feeling suffocatingly tight. “As you know, my little sister y/n just became the new school nurse…” he tries to still his breathing.

Though there is no point in getting overly nervous considering it’s quite obvious the two sisters are already aware of what’s happening “y-yes I.. we’ve met” Shinobu scoffs a little. “Let’s not dance around the subject, sister.” She glances at Kanae who seems a bit sad her little integration is getting cut short. “Fine, fine~” she clears her throat, smile dropping as she stares at Rengoku. “You’ve seemed to have taken something from her, Rengoku-san~”

He flinched, nodding. He was convinced they had been so careful, though it seems the Kocho sisters had eyes and ears everywhere. “Did you at least have the common sense to use protection?” His cheeks are turning red as he quickly nods. “W-we… I promise we were careful! Protection and everything…” he swallows, absolutely mortified that they had been caught. Or maybe you had told your sisters about it, either way it didn’t help his warm face.

“Good, good…” but something seems a little off. “You used a terrible brand, you know, they are notorious for failure… I’ll have to keep a close eye on my little sister.” Rengoku stiffens, realizing what is being implied. “F-failure?” Shinobu and Kanae both nod. “Geez, Rengoku, even my little sister Kanao knows those things suck ass…” He’s practically neon red now. “Oh…” his hand is coming up to hide his face. “I went by Uzui’s suggestion…” Shinobu nearly fell over at that.

“Kanae! She’s definitely pregnant if this fool is taking advice from that womanizer.” Shinobu ground out, arms crossing as Rengoku seemed to curl in on himself. “Now Shinobu, while he may be foolish to take advice from him…” Rengoku cut Kanae off, dropping to the ground before the two and bowing deeply. “I-I know it’s a stupid mistake but I promise you I truly care for your sister, y/n. She means the world to me and if it just so happens she’s pregnant I will support her in whatever she chooses to do.”

Both women looked surprised but after a moment Kanae smiled. “My my, Rengoku-san~ I believe your words are sincere.” She trailed off a bit, waiting for the man to lift his head. “But please understand, if you do anything at all that brings y/n any sort of sadness” Shinobu cleared her throat “she means anything, Rengoku.” Kanae smiled a bit “then you’ll have to face our wrath, as well as our baby sister Kanao’s.” Kanae concluded. For some reason, Rengoku felt like Kanao was the one he should fear the most of all. “Understood, ma’am.”

Both women smiled “good, good…” Kanae watched him stand, Shinobu had begun walking away as Kanae grabbed Rengoku’s collar. “Next time, take her back to your own place. I’ll give you credit, you two stayed pretty quiet but… not quiet enough.” She patted his shoulder after she let him go, turning to catch up with Shinobu. Rengoku stood there, red from his neck all the way to the tips of his ears. It took him all of three minutes to regain his composure before making his way back to the front of the school.

“Oh! There you are!” You smiled sweetly at him, waving as you exited the academy. A sense of relief washed over him seeing your sweet face. “I missed you.” Was all he could utter as he crossed the distance and hugged you. You laughed a little “I take it my sisters got a hold of you?” Rengoku nodded, mumbling out a “yes” as he hugged you tighter. “I figured they’d find you, it’s impossible to get anything past them” you let go, holding his face in your hands.

“D-did you tell them?” You shook your head. “No, they kinda figured it out on their own… I’m surprised it took them this long to say something to you.” He sighed, hands holding your waist. “The weekend break protected me” he chuckled softly, kissing your forehead. “I suppose that’s true.” You laughed, taking his hand in yours as you began to walk off of campus. “Did they give you… the talk too?” Rengoku asked cautiously. It wasn’t sure if this whole “pregnancy” idea was their own scheming or if you had given them any reason to think you were.

“Oh yeah, they told me the brand of condoms we used suck… which I’ll be honest, I knew they did. But ya know, heat of the moment and everything I didn’t really care.” You shrug, swinging your arm as you walk beside him. Rengoku blinks, surprised that you were fully aware and still decided to go through with it. You glanced over at him, chuckling softly. “Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll be fine.” Famous last words, he was certain of it now. “If you insist”

Was all he could muster, walking you in the direction of his apartment opposed to your family home. As he walked beside you, he had a funny feeling a lot was about to change over the next year.

#kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer imagines #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer smut #hashira #demon slayer fluff #xxsabitoxx’s work! #kny smut #kny imagine #kny drabble #rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku imagines #rengoku drabble #rengoku smut #kny au

[rengoku-loves-you]

Would you ever perhaps do Kyojuro with a reader S/O that is physically a lot bigger than him? Just a lot taller and wider and physically very strong? I love the idea of their hugs making him feel safe and protected, and also flustered Kyo from being totally scooped up so effortlessly. I feel like not a lot of people in the world could make him feel that way but he deserves it, given how hard he protects everyone else all the time. Thank you if so and if not no worries!

(my first one in awhile, so sorry it took so long dear 😭 i hope this is good enough!! i'm still shaking off the writer's rust, so my apologies if it isn't quite the peak of quality! <3)

rengoku x reader (in which reader is much, much bigger than him)

all his life, ever since his mother died, rengoku has been the bigger person. the protector. the one to hold senjurou when he cried and carry him when he fell, clean up after his father's mess, protect the innocents who knew nothing of the world from the wicked demons. he'd accepted his position with grace and a smile, just like his mother taught him. because he was strong, and he was good, and he could handle it. he was expected to handle it.

now, he's found someone bigger.

and it's strange.

he didn't think much of your physical appearance at first. he knew himejima, and you were around the same height... probably. he never saw you two next to each other long enough to compare. he only knew he had to tilt his head back about the same to look at your face. which hurt his neck, so more often than not he didn't bother and stared straight forward at your chest instead.

he wasn't really sure why you laughed when he did, but you didn't demand that he look at you properly, so he didn't mind. he laughed along before continuing whatever conversation you'd been having, and that was the end of it.

until you started visiting the rengoku estate to train together. and then went on to stay for dinner. and then kept going from there.

shifting from allies to friends to dating seemed so natural that he hadn't even questioned it. he cared for you, and you cared for him, so it made sense! he just... didn't expect dating to be so physically different from friends. and now he's constantly reminded of just how small he is compared to you.

the first true realization is during one of your training sessions together, just after the first time you manage to knock him flat on his back. after the initial surprise, you give a loud bark of laughter as you drop your shinai to the ground, seemingly in disbelief. he laughs as well, delighted by your very first victory over him.

"bravo!" he booms, clapping his hands together and beaming at you. "i knew it was only a matter of time before you bested me! our training together truly is paying off!" you smile proudly back at him.

"thank you! i learned from the best," you say. before he can get up, you take two long strides toward him, bending down to hold out your hand.

and that's when he pauses. standing where you are, your tall frame manages to completely block out the sun, rendering him entirely within your shadow as light surrounds you like a halo. head tilted back to gaze up at you from the ground, something in his brain clicks.

"oh," he says, "you're very tall." you blink. and then you chuckle again, though your expression shows confusion.

"thank you? it ran in the family." you curl your fingers, silently urging him to take your hand, and he does. you pull him to his feet with ease. your shadow still engulfs him, and he takes a step away, back into the sun. "did it take you this long to notice?"

"of course not!" he stares at a button on your uniform as you dust off his shoulders. his face is tinged pink. "i just haven't quite... understood until now, i suppose." you hum, giving his clothes one last brush.

"it's pretty easy to understand. i'm big," you pat your chest, "and you're little." you put your hand on his head, giving his hair a teasing ruffle.

"ah!" he says, ducking away from you and shielding himself with both hands. "no, no, i'm afraid you have it wrong! you're merely..." he takes a hand from his head to wave it in your general direction, and you grin wider when words seem to fail him, "...large."

you tease him for a bit longer before he distracts you with continuing the training session. though the conversation ends, the thought lingers, and he finds himself making comparisons whenever you're near. studying how the training swords seem like baby toys in your hands. how the uniform is that much tighter around your arms and chest and thighs. teacups and utensils almost laughably tiny as you handle them with delicate care.

how he fits perfectly under your arm when he sits beside you. the way his hand disappears when you hold it just as delicately as the teacups despite both of your scars and blisters. the way your arms wrap around him so completely and make him feel very small and safe and whatever the positive version of claustrophobic is.

and then you pick him up.

he doesn't expect it. he's meditating outside, regulating his breathing, when you sneak up on him. but not really, because he can hear your near-silent footsteps stop in front of him. he was going to let you have your fun trying and failing to startle him, but you don't fail.

you succeed so well, in fact, that when he feels hands under his arms lifting him from the ground, his eyes fly open and his leg swings up and nearly nails you in the jaw.

"whoa, kyo, hey! it's just me!" you sound half amused, half alarmed as you hold him at arm's length. he freezes, and then he stares with wide, wide eyes as you give a hesitant laugh. "yeah... probably not a good idea to sneak up on a slayer. sorry." his lips part, preparing to speak, but nothing comes out. he doesn't know what to say.

he can't remember the last time he was held, and with so much ease. like he weighs hardly more than a newborn kitten.

your grin fades, and you lower him back to the ground, clearly taking his silence the wrong way. he grabs your wrists before you can retract your arms, closing his mouth and inhaling deeply through his nose. by the time he exhales, he's managed a smile.

"that's alright!" he says. "you merely startled me, no need to apologize! i was prepared for a shout or a touch on the shoulder, not... not that." his voice fades near the end, unintentionally. you look prepared to apologize again, so he lets go of your wrists to clasp one of your hands in both of his, bowing slightly over it. "please forgive my poor reaction! i haven't been held in such a way for a very long time and let my instincts get the better of me!"

"oh, no, that's okay." when he glances up at your expression, you seem thoughtful. "is it... fine if i hold you? i wanted to, but if you don't like it-"

"of course!" he cuts you off, loud and dare you say, eager? he squeezes your hand tighter, then lets go. "i would only request that you don't surprise me in the future, or i won't be responsible for what i might do!"

"aw," you say. "you mean i have to warn you before i do-" you stoop down, sweep one arm under his knees, catch him around the shoulders before he falls, and straighten up, "-this?"

"hm," he says. you moved slow, giving him more than enough time to dance away or stop you. he did no such thing, and now he lies giddy and awkward against your chest, high above the ground, his cheeks as flame-touched as his hair as his smile grows wide and wild. he wrestles his arm out where it's squished between you, throwing it around the back of your neck. his other hand raises to your cheek.

"i told you. i won't be responsible for what i'll do."

he's still smiling when he leans up from your arms to kiss you.

#demon slayer imagines #demon slayer rengoku imagines #rengoku imagines #kny imagines #kny rengoku imagines #kyojuro rengoku imagines #rengoku x reader

[chiharuhashibira]

Hello so pls can you do a sanemi x insecure reader?? If not him any other hashira ???

Hi Anonymous XD Whoever you are, I hope you can read this short! ^^

Of course we can do this! Hmmmm~ How about for Kyojuro as my other readers wants this genre too ^^

Tagging @skeleton-the-gangser~ I haven't forgotten about your request hihi. For now, perhaps you would also like to check this fic for Kyojuro~ And also check the Obanai headcanon too! UwU

Sooooo, here we go!

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒚 𝑬𝒚𝒆

𝐀 𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐗 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭

Content Warnings: Hmm, a bit of drama? Perhaps Kyojuro's "UMAI!" XD

Kyojuro Rengoku, when have you ever seen him frown? As far as you can remember, he was always smiling.

You don't feel any envy about that. It's just that sometimes you wonder how he can do it despite all the challenges that have happened in his life. A part of you wants to know so that you can also put a smile on your face like you did before.

Kyojuro's your sunshine; there's no doubt in that. But sometimes, the shadows still loom over you.

What a weak Demon Slayer...

What a failure.

Why don't you just bury yourself beneath that misery and disappear?

You always hear these harsh words repeating inside your head. But then, these are the words that no one would dare to tell you. How can anyone disrespect a Hashira's lover and tsugoku? Kyojuro will surely never let that happen.

But yes, seeing how strong your master and lover are, you can't help but compare yourself and doubt if you deserve to be his tsugoku.

"Hey, you're at it again, Y/N-sama!"

You were cut out of your trance when that familiar tone came into your senses. You turned to look at him, and there you met his eyes that looked like the sunrise. Kyojuro is just so beautiful, and you just can't stop admiring it.

"Hold your sword high and swing it at me. You can't let your bad thoughts get the best out of you, Y/N-sama!"

You had almost forgotten that you were currently training with him. So then, staring at his eyes and his seemingly-eternal proud smile, you swung your wooden sword at him, managing to dodge his attacks.

And with a few blinks, you finally managed to point the wooden sword at his neck.

The training grounds at the Rengoku estate resounded with his laughter. He's cheering for your success in battle, not because he thinks you're hilarious.

Oh, here you go again, with those thoughts...

Kyojuro led you inside the house, taking the wooden sword from your hand and finally planting a kiss on your lips.

That motion made you astounded, as both of you were supposed to act like master and student right now, but he's the one to break that training rule that he had put in place in the first place.

"Baka!" You said, covering your lips, that that made him chuckle more.

"Training's done, my love. There's no need for formalities." He assured you, making your blush go brighter. What exactly does he mean by 'no need for formalities'?

Kyojuro tried to kiss you once again, which made you look away and cross your arms. "Why do you even like me, Kyo? I'm not as strong and pretty as you're friends. So, why me?"

Your lover flinched at your question. His smile faded; a frown was plastered on his face. This caught you off-guard as this is the first time that you have ever saw him that way. His owl-like eyes stared at you, as if reading you through your eyes.

It's true; you really never felt that you belonged here in the first place, especially when you saw how he, Kanroji-san, and Uzui-san trained together. You can't even see some of their actions because of how fast they were, and besides, Uzui-san would always tease you about how unflashy your stances were sometimes.

That was a simple joke, but it takes a toll on you. Especially when you see how close Kanroji-san is to her former master. You can't stop being red with jealousy, but also with envy at how strong she is.

You bit your lip, trying to stop the tears that is triggered with this envy. Sometimes you just want to be like Kanroji-san. Or sometimes you just also have your lover's smile or Uzui-san's flashiness.

Perhaps if you would be like them, everything would be better.

"You're the apple of my eye, and that's an enough reason!" He said with his loud and proud voice that made your tears finally escape your eyes.

Most of the time, when you feel insecure, Kyojuro will just try to change the conversation, shifting it to a happier one so that you forget that you felt that emotion in the first place. Sometimes, you even think that he doesn't care at all or that he just has no time to entertain those thoughts.

But perhaps those were just thoughts brought to you by your subconscious mind, which wants to seek validation. Because even before, Kyojuro would tell you how beautiful you are. Scold Uzui-san for teasing you so much, and even Kanroji-san tried to cheer you up whenever your lover told them that you weren't in the mood to be around them.

"The first time I laid my eyes on you was also the first time the flames in my heart ignited. I love you from the bottom of my heart because of who you are right now, Y/N."

"Kyojuro... stop... I–I know I'm just a bother–"

"The way your hands move whenever you hold your sword, the way your eyes focus on me or your enemy on the battlefield... The way you seemingly perform a graceful dance as you do the techniques, I thought you... I love all of those."

"No, don't say that."

"I love the way you take care of me! I love your cooking! Every dish that you make makes me say, 'Umai!' from the bottom of my heart!"

"Shut up, Kyo..."

"No, you listen to me, Y/N!" His voice was loud as usual, but now it seems like he does it for a reason, and that's to break the walls of insecurity that are enveloping you at the moment.

You could feel the sincerity of his words, but you still tried to stop him. Before you could even walk away, Kyojuro held you and pulled you into a warm embrace.

The world stopped.

"I love you, Y/N... And I hope you can see yourself the way I see you. You're much better than you think, most of the time. You're definitely better than those bad thoughts! I'm sorry if I seem to shut you out whenever you feel like this. I don't mean that, I just don't want you to feel sad. I never wanted to feel you sad."

Tears continued to stream down from your eyes as you heard those words from him. Kyojuro's the kind of guy whose words can break walls. And so he just did now. He had set your heart ablaze once again, just like he did when you first met each other.

"Y/N, you're enough. And I'll always make you remember that."

Kyojuro lifted his head up and pulled you into a passionate kiss. You slowly kissed him back and wrapped your arms around his body. "I love you, Kyo." You said this as you both pulled out and looked into each other's glittering eyes.

"I love you too, Y/N... I love you so much, and nothing could ever change that."

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𝑨𝑨𝑨𝑨𝑨𝑯! 𝑼𝑴𝑨𝑰!

The short fic is done! UwU I hope you enjoyed it >.&lt; I know it's kinda a bit rush but it's 2AM here HAHAHA

Also, perhaps you noticed how I put a tension between the OCs and Mitsuri XD Eeeek! It's just because Mitsuri is also insecure so I think, having someone feel that way for her will just make the readers feel something? AAAK I can't explain haha!

But anyways, I really loved writing this... I hope Kyo could also say those words to me T_T

Soooo good night for now! I will check more requests tomorrow and write more I promise!

Keep the requests going ^^ I will write those as soon as my schedule becomes free~ Feel free to reblog and comment ^^ Thank you!!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

#rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku imagines #kyojuro x reader #kyojuro x y/n #rengoku x y/n #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer x female reader #flame hashira #flame pillar #rengoku headcanons #kyojuro headcanons #requests open

[simillia]

𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎— 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: a scenario where we discuss the unconsciously enticing behavior of our beloved pillars.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: descriptions of romance, charming routines, suggestive content, and more. relatively vanilla.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: neutral! reader + tengen uzui + kyojuro rengoku + giyu tomioka + sanemi shinazugawa!

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈; the sound hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 

— this man is definitely the type to place his hands on the small of your back for guidance. applying, just enough, pressure to keep you moving. but not enough to harm and/or rush you.

— he is the type to grip your jaw between his thumb and index finger, as a way to gather your attention or to simply bring you in for a kiss.

— subconsciously has a habit of running his fingers against the ball of his shoulders when beginning to either train or fight. looking deadly serious.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 

— speaking of training, tengen has a tendency to warm-up his skills with a flashy showcase; one that caters to the way he handles his blades with ease. a cocky ass smirk on those pristine lips.

— can, and will, manspread against a chair as if he were some sort of mystic being. thrusting his hips to re-adjust his bottoms. hand placed firmly on that muscular thigh.

— has a habit of removing his undershirt with just a thumb and forefinger. yanking it from the back instead of the bottom. fuck !

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔; the flame hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 

— could be in a room filled with over a thousand gorgeous human-beings; bodies attractive by societies standards. and he wouldn’t look at none of them.

— he’d solely watch you and you, alone. smothering golden irises trailing your figure intensely. not caring about anyone else. honestly, his eyes would be on you the moment you entered the room.

— is definitely the type of man to admire your beauty without an ounce of shame, running a finger across his lower lip in innocent desire.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙢𝙨 

— has a habit of positioning himself directly behind you on a train. tilting those broad shoulders towards anyone who got relatively close. if, by chance, there is seating, he’d offer up his own and allow you to take it. despite the protests.

— will literally offer to take care of any needs. for example, if you were wearing heels on a night out, he’d carry you on his back until you got to where you needed to be. a gentleman at heart.

— he’d be the kind of guy who’d, not only, walk you home but wait until you made it inside before he leaves for his own place. chivalry is not dead with this one.

— bonus; his boisterous laugh. and the way he’ll lean back, possibly slamming a hand against his chest at something hilarious <3

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀; the water hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 

— will replenish any items he notices are low; need some more shampoo (?) another bottle with literally appear with no explanation of when or how it got there.

— he is not the best at showing his emotions therefore will do little gestures to make up for it. such as, run his hand across the edge of the table whenever you accidentally drop something on the floor. wanting to provide cushion if you were to bump it on the way back up.

— is the type to allow you to do anything to him; braid his hair, apply makeup, lay a wig— anything! though, he’ll remain blank-faced the entire time.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 

— is the type to play with your hair, dragging fingers against your scalp as he listens to your read one of your favorite books. simply loves the sound of your voice.

— has a knack for memorizing everything. if you mention wanting a certain sword, book, or set, prepare to have it appear at your doorstep. and will leave reminder notes around— say, you’re to forget something.

— observational skills are at the maximum when it comes to you. whenever there is a change in mood or a doubt, he’ll always be able to tell. he might ask, but will never pry.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀; the wind hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 

— will simply pat your head as a form of comfort, affection, and encouragement. though his words may seem brash, that physical expression will contradict venom each and every time.

— but he also has no problem gripping you by the base of your throat to either bring you closer to him or to put you in your place. opting to squeeze gently, if you happen to piss him the fuck off.

— he is usually the type to bellow in anger however do not purposely provoke him because he is the type to lower his voice immensely when handling his jealousy or annoyance with you.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 

— remember the voice thing (?) yeah, well that is the most attractive trait he has. especially first thing in the morning when you’ve just woken him up. those next couple sentences are going to be hoarse, deep, and sleepy.

— has a habit of getting firm when faced with something he doesn’t like; except he will not raise his voice at you. instead he’d smoothly but aggressively will tell you to stop with the bullshit.

— grunts and groans when working out, body just littered with sweat. as each set gets more challenging, so will the noises falling from those plump lips.

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[kissagii]

i think rengoku kyojuro would love to take you on picnics! but it's really spontaneous and he never really has a plan for it, just that he wants to spend time with the love of his life while outdoors

you'll pack up some food, mostly stuff that's room temperature and eaten with your hands, and head off without a clue where you're going, just walking until you've found a place you like. you'll stay there for a while, enjoying the solitude and beauty of nature.

one time you spent hours walking up a mountain with the intention of eating at the top. the trail was longer and harder than you intended, so by the time you got to the summit it was past sunset and far later than you usually ate dinner. so you ate in the dark, watching the stars, jumping at any rustling of a creature in the underbrush. for a long time you laid on the ground and watched the stars, his arm around your waist and head leaning slightly against your shoulder.

there was an afternoon in the summer where you spent hours looking for the perfect spot. there was nowhere with a particularly interesting view, so you just kept looking and looking and looking while snacking on random little bits and pieces of your lunch. by the time you found a little lake beach to stop at, you'd eaten most of your food and weren't hungry at all. so you stayed and played at the lake, skipping rocks and wading out until the water almost touched your rolled up pants. you never got your perfect picnic, but you had a lot of fun.

another time he woke you up at an ungodly hour so you could eat breakfast and watch the sunrise. though you were tired and generally unenthused, he had enough energy for the both of you. the walk was exhausting, especially on an empty stomach, but the view was totally worth it. the sun peeked over the mountains and bathed him in a golden light, and in that moment he truly looked like an angel.

he's my favorite human sunshine <3

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[honeykawa]

Protect You

pairing: rengoku kyojuro x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 432

warning: sexual harassment

summary: rengoku has a meeting in a tea shop and youre asked to wait outside for him. what should have been a peaceful day quickly goes sour.

“can you please go away? youve been bothering me this entire time and frankly you smell like you smoke a deadly amount of cigarettes” your insults had no affect on the man sitting next to you with an arm around your waist.

“aw cmon dont be like that. besides, you smell pretty good so i think it cancels out” tears started to form in your eyes. you felt so helpless and you wanted nothing more than for your boyfriend to be here but you didnt want to distract him from his meeting with another hashira. you knew it was important since they sent you out into the main area while they chatted in the side room of the tea shop you were in.

and as if your prayers were being answered you heard the voice you wanted to hear the most “what do you think youre doing here”

the man turned around only to be met with a fist to the face. a few more tears left your eyes when you saw it was kyojuro. as soon as the man hit the ground kyojuro turned to look at you and when he did his heart felt like breaking. crying…you were crying…his heart twisted seeing you like this. he was frozen where he stood just seeing the tears run down your face. he wasnt there…this happened due to his own incompetence and you had to pay for it.

“kyo-kyojuro” the cracking of your voice broke him out of his thoughts and before he even knew what he was doing he was wrapping you in his arms. his grip on you was tight and you could feel him trembling. “im so sorry y/n. i should have come sooner. im so so sorry my love”

after you felt better rengoku wiped your face one last time. “lets go home” you nodded as he picked you up. you clung to him the entire way home and he wouldnt have it any other way. the way that man touched you…the way he looked at you…rengoku wasnt a malicious man but it made his blood boil and its taking everything he has so that he wont go back and reprimand the man once more. how dare he..how dare he make you cry like that—“thank you kyo, i love you.”

its amazing what those words do to him. “i love you too sunshine. ill always be there to protect you” he leaned down to kiss you which you gladly returned. getting you home and making sure you were okay was the most important thing right now and he would absolutely make sure that his sunshine is safe and sound.

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[ghostmaldo]

‧𓍢ִ໋☕ ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪ Akaza x GN!Reader~Modern coffee shop AU ‧𓍢ִ໋☕ ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪

I’ve had the premise of this idea brewing in the back of my mind for sometime after reading a similar fic I can no longer find ;-; Rengoku is behaving as a protective older sibling to reader. Akaza is a flirty meanace but still drinks his respect women juice.

This is a fantasy setting in a fantasy world children please don’t leave with men you don’t really know. EVER. At the very lease exercise caution and tell someone where you’re going.

No warnings, flustered reader and a sweet kiss at the end

Playlist listened to while writing: Lowkey imagined it was the music playing the lobby of the coffee shop

Ask box open 💙

~Maldo

“Thank you and have a nice day!” (Y/N) smiled brightly as they bid another satisfied customer farewell. Kyōjurō Rengoku stood beside them beaming his usual smile. “Excellent (Y/N)! I’m always happy to see you getting along with the guests!” They returned his warm smile, opening their mouth to form a polite response. But they were caught off mid breath by the sound of something crashing in the back room of the store followed by Zenitsu infamous screamed. The two of them could hear the ‘hushed whispers’ of Tanjiro and Inosuke bantering back and forth. “Oh my, I’ll be right back! Just holler at me if you need anything!” And with that Rengoku disappeared to investigate the trio’s whereabouts.

Chuckling to themselves, (Y/N) turned their attention back to the front counter. Seeing a figure right out of the corner of their eye, they let out a sharp gasp. Finding pastel lashes and bright ocean eyes starring directly them along with a charming smile. Recognizing these eyes, they quickly relaxed, reforming their customer smile. “A-Akaza! Sorry, you startled me…. Again.” His smirk grew while he leaned himself onto the counter. Leaning his chin into his palm promptly closing the already short space between them to a mere few inches. (Y/N) concluded he must have just finished at the gym judging by the snug black shirt he sported and his hair slicked back as if he showered a few moments ago. What also gave him away was a specific cologne he used after he visited the gym. (Y/N) had picked up on the fact he only wore it *after* his work out. The scent noticeably missing on the few occasions he came before his routine.

“Oh my apologies precious, I just can’t help myself sometimes.” He gave a low laughter that stirred (Y/N) stomach. He always managed to make them a flustering mess within the few minutes of being in their presence. They cleared their throat quickly to gather themselves, though thier eyes never moved from his. They admitted… his eyes were easy to admire.

“What can I get for you today Akaza?” His eyes seamlessly flickered up to the menu above, grazing over the many things they offered within a few seconds before retuning his gaze back to (Y/N). “Hmmm, I was thinking of trying something new today…” A michevious look danced across his eyes lashes. Heat blossomed on (Y/N) face instantly when they caught his knowing smirk. Yet, they still dared to play into his little antics… it made the work day a little more exciting with him around. “W-what did you have in mind.”

Akaza snapped his fingers suddenly, as if the best idea had just entered his mind. “I know! Why don’t we try that new ice cream parlor after your done here. My treat! What do you think about that?” The proposition took them by complete surprise. They fumbled with a response at first, stopped speaking, taking a deep breath in. And once again speaking. “W-With me?”

He nodded, pointing a gentle finger at them. “Yes, with you. No pressure though-“

“Yes.” They cut him off unintentionally. “That actually sounds lovely.” They caught themselves by surprise with their answer. But they trusted their gut instinct Akaza wouldn’t do any sort of malice to them. (Y/N) confirmation causes a genuine smile to uplift on Akaza’s face, one they’d never seen him make before. Another waft of his scent invading (Y/N) senses. It was so… lovely. Mentally they swooned

“Wonderful! I’m so glad to hear! What time to you get off precious?”

Discussing the details with Akaza, they confirmed with each other they’d meet back up at the coffee shop a little after 4pm. That was also the exact moment Rengoku made emerged back up to the front with noticeable dark coffee stains all over his nicely pressed shirt. However, all those thoughts went right out the window as he locked eyes with Akaza. Uh oh… he defiantly wasn’t happy to see him. And yet, Akaza simply waved cheerily at him as if they were life long friends. “Kyōjurō!”

“Akaza.”

A chill shiver ran over (Y/N) spine they way Rengoku frowned toward the man in question. Rengoku never, ever frowned at anyone, no matter how difficult they were being… unless that persons name was Akaza. They were unsure why Rengoku disliked him so much but at this point they were a bit too afraid to ask. “I trust you are behaving for my employee.”

“Of course! I was just about to leave actually…” He pivoted on his feet toward the door but stopped to turn his attention back to (Y/N) one last time. Sending a charming wink their way. “I’ll see you later precious~”

They melted right in their place with that singular wink. That was a enough serotonin for them to last for weeks. (Y/N) pinning was interupted however with the way Rengoku peered at them with concern. “You’re seeing him after your shift today?”

“J-just for ice cream a few blocks over. Nothing serious!” They responded hastily, raising their hands in front of them in self defense. Saying it aloud did make it have other implications or as if they were walking into a lions den- still, they were standing firm on their gut with this one. “Do you still have Mitsuri’s number?” They nodded at the mention of one of their other co-workers. “Good, good, I don’t want to tell you how to live you life, so I’m not going to. But would you at least let Mitsuri know where you are and when you get home?”

A smile broke out onto (Y/N) face. Rengoku was always so protective of his workers, much like an older brother. The concern warmed their heart. “Of course Rengoku! I promise!”

The tension of the room disappeared along with his frown as his signature smile returned to his face. “Very good! Do enjoy yourself (Y/N).”

☕︎༄

The entire interaction with Akaza after work was more than delightful. They sent the text to Misturi as promised to Rengoku. Then, Akaza lead the both of them to the ice cream shop just a few blocks over. They took turns talking about their days and learning a few things about each other as they walked. (Y/N) rather enjoyed Akaza’s company and was exstatic to learn he ran a Dojo of his own on the other side of town. Which was the reason he was always working so hard on his physique with long hours at the gym. He also listened attentively with interest when (Y/N) spoke about the things in their life.

Once they arrived at the ice cream shop, it seemed a mountain of other people had the same idea on the warm summer evening. (Y/N) shifted uncomfortable between their two feet upon viewing how many people there were. Something Akaza’s keens eyes picked up on quickly. “If you tell me what flavor you like, Ill get it for you. And maybe you can find us a table outside?” They blinked at him for a second before happily agreeing. ‘How sweet of him to offer.’

It didn’t take long for Akaza to return with two single scoop cones in his hand. One of Strawberry for himself and the other of (Y/N) preferred flavor. “For you (Y/N), my precious.” He spoke, handing them their cone before having a seat across from them. Something was a bit different from the way Akaza carried himself now then when they were together in the shop. The mushy flirty comments had stopped, though a content smile did remain on his face. His shoulders were far more relaxed and he spoke with (Y/N) more so as a friend. It was nice to see this side of him.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Akaza questioned between licks of his strawberry ice cream. Realizing they’d been starring, (Y/N) averted their eyes and took another long lick of their dessert before answering. “I was just thinking how nice this is. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this side of you before.” This comment rippled a chuckle from Akaza. He leaned back in his chair in such a way (Y/N) already knew they was blushing all over again… How was he so handsome!

“Funny, I was thinking the same about you. I’ve picked on Rengoku so much he loathes me when he sees me and the other workers tend to ignore my gestures.. But you… I don’t know… friendly. First time I saw you I knew you were different from his other employees.”

“Different enough to ask me on a date?” He froze mid lick and his eyes blew up wide open. (Y/N) heart raced with panic they may have crossed a boundary. “S-Sorry, I was only joking-“

“Hahaha! See! I knew you were fun!” He leaned his head into his opposing palm with a teasing smirk on his lips. (Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief despite the still wild beating of their heart. Together, they enjoyed the rest of their time chatting about casual things. Eventually an hour turned to too and soon enough the sun was beginning to set. Akaza offered to walk (Y/N) home since it had gotten dark on them. They felt comfortable enough to wrap their arm around his bicep in which he happily allowed them too.

They both agreed on a second date 💐

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[tsukasalvr]

Hi I would like to make a request! (idk if this is where you submit it im new to tumbler lol)

I was wondering if you could do demon slayer headcannons about what nicknames the hashira would give their children! (ex. munchkin, sweetheart, hun)

I was thinking Sanemi, Kyojuro, Uzui, Mitsuri and Shinobu if you're ok with that.

Thanks <3

AN: THIS IS SO CUTE MY HEART AHH

nicknames they would give their kids

𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲/𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿

Characters: Sanemi Shinazugawa, Kyojuro Rengoku, Uzui Tengen, Mitsuri Kanroji, Shinobu Kocho

Warnings: I don’t proofread, veryyy short

A/n:I hate the picture limit

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Sanemi Shinazugawa

First of all, he would’ve never thought that he would have ever settle down with someone and have kids but he’s happy that he did

If it’s a boy called them little man and if it’s a girl calls her little woman just to tease them

“It’s not my fault I couldn’t just say no this little woman!” He said to you as he once again, spoiled his daughter

Never really calls them cute nicknames unless you cosider silly ones cute— such as calling them monkeys, booger, brat, and squirt

“Come on squirt, eat your vegetables and then you can have desert” he tries to bribe the child into eating the veggies

Kyojuro Rengoku

Loves to play with his kids and calls them his little firecrackers and his little bees

“Come on firecracker, up we go!” He very loudly says as he picks up his two kids at once, one on one arm and other on his other arm, and walks over to you

Loves playing with them and loves to call them munchkins and take turns in throwing them up in the air and catching them just to see them laugh

He lives his kids dearly and sometimes calls them his little sunshine’s, especially considering that they will most likely take after his bright hair

Uzui Tengen

Loves to play around with his kids and is very much considered a fun dad who likes to let them have as much freedom as possible

Because of his very tall and big muscular stature, he loves to let them hang of his arms and let them climb him likes he’s a tree which in turn, he calls them monkeys and koalas

Since he’s the sound hashira, he thought it was such a flamboyant idea to call them little songbirds and he thinks it’s the most genius idea he’s ever had and thinks he’s some comedic genius

“Sleep well now little songbirds, and maybe tomorrow we can go out and bother uncle Kyojuro” it’s not a maybe, it’s a definitely

Mitsuri Kanroji

Adores her kids and thinks they’re the most cutest most lovable kids ever

Will forever baby them no matter how old they are and will definitely call them her little baby/babies and sweetheart(s)

Will coddle them forever and tries to think of the cutest names ever like doodlebug, little doves, duckies/ducklings, baby-face, babykins

The names get cheesier and cheesier and there’s no stopping her. She’s very motherly and is almost like a bear with her cubs (and there’s a new name to call them)

Shinobu Kocho

Is super gentle with her kids and is like a mother hen watching over her chicks, and even called them chicks just to tease them

Since she’s the insect pillar, she thinks calling them doodlebug and ladybugs are the absolute cutest—but she only ever calls them this when she wants to tease them

Normally, calling them munchkins, sweetie and sweethearts are the usual and will protect them at all costs

She’s prepared for everything, a very small scrape on the knee? She has to go take care of her munchkin right away!

“You have to be careful next time sweetie!” She gently scolded her kid as she bandaged their finger even though it was only a paper cut

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[kentofication]

○ ≡ 氷 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄

○ ≡ 煉 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

it was 9 o’clock sharp, eastern standard time. the bus was said to stop in about fifteen minutes from now. you wrapped your coat around you as you found a place to settle down for the time being. the bus stop was the only way you could get here and there as fast as you could—without the benefit of walking all the way to your destination. 

of course, the bus never arrived this late before so you were concerned about the time of its arrival. it was very cold outside, so cold that parts of the bench you were sitting on were starting to freeze into place. you should’ve worn more clothing if you knew it was going to be this cold outside.

you mentally scolded yourself for being naive thinking that it would be hotter this afternoon. you—then again—mentally scolded yourself for being naive thinking that the office would be much warmer than it was outside. however, the heater was frozen because of the extreme temperature drop and the whole building felt like a popsicle straight out of the freezer.

although a delectable treat, it came with a negative side also. you could hear nearby cars zooming past you, almost mocking you for being outside of your home for that late. at this point, you were thinking about dissing the bus stop and walking all the way home. but, why in the world would you do that? that would be a death wish and you knew better. so, worse than intended, you decided to sit down on the part of the bench that didn’t succumb to the freezing outside temperature.

sitting on the bench was rather calming, but cold. you could take off your jacket and put it underneath you in order for the bench to appear warmer, but that would be just sacrificing your only source of warmth for something so stupid. if you would’ve just checked the temperature schedule before leaving your apartment, you would’ve decided to bundle up to the point where you wouldn’t be affected even by the cold air.

you mentally sighed to yourself as you slumped back against the bench, taking in its immense freeze and making it your own. it felt as if you were dying—even though your body was fully warm—and reaching the gates of heaven just to be pulled back down to planet earth. your breath was visible to the naked eye, creating puffs of coldness into the air as if you were smoking a cigarette. 

you heard a shifting noise as you were snapped out of your daydream. you saw a man with yellow hair; though hard to make out underneath his hood he seemed to have red colored tips that complemented his already flame-like hair.

he turned towards you and grinned, his face was painted red (because of the cold), but he still put on a smile in order to greet you. “such manners.” you spoke to yourself underneath your coat collar. 

“it’s cold, isn’t it?” he questioned playfully, taking off his gloves and handing them to you. “you look like you’re near death! please, take these.” you pushed back his hand that held the gloves as you said, “i really shouldn’t, the bus is almost here. i hope that it will be warm.” 

“nonsense!” he exclaimed, as he took your hand into his. “you must wear these in order to increase your body temperature. by the look on your face, you look half frozen.” you gave into his presidential speech as you decided to put on the gloves he lended you. 

“aren’t you going to be cold also?” you questioned. the man let out a low, bustling chuckle. “my dear, for i am the flame hashira. there is no need for me to succumb to this planet’s freezing temperature.” your face started to get hot at the pet name. nobody has ever called you that except your relatives—specifically your mother and your grandmother.

“i . . . i see.” you said, hastily putting on the gloves to save your own skin from catching frostbite. “w-well, you sure act like a flame hashira, mr . . .” you paused. you didn’t know his name, therefore you couldn’t say it after that remark you just made. “kyojuro,” he said. “call me kyojuro for the time being. until we meet again.” he blew onto his hands in order for them to warm up as he wrapped a flame colored scarf around his neck. he walked off into the dead of night, while leaving you perplexed and wondering what had just happened.

you thought that this was all a dream and that if you just woke up you would be in reality again. but no, in fact, this was the reality you were in. you just didn’t want to believe it.

you felt a piece of paper being ruffled against your palm where your hand was halfway in the glove the man lended to you—now known as kyojuro. the sneaky bastard had just lended you his telephone number and disappeared without a trace. unless, you could track his footsteps imprinted in the snow in order to find him.

you chuckled at that idea as you sunk back into the coldness of the bench, gently tucking the piece of written paper back into the glove. you smiled as the bus stop reached his destination, just in the nick of time.

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[lexinympho]

Swaddled Stray

Rengoku Kyojuro x gn!reader

Summary: You and Kyojuro have been living together for a decent amount of time, so what better way to add to the experience than to pick up the stray dog that's been wandering around your apartment lately?

WC: 1.3k

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, slight angst? (they kinda argue and talk about his dad), one mention of Kyojuro being a teacher, Kyojuro's pushy but he means well, one joke about a newborn baby

A/N: Not me being confused over how to end this💀I'm okay with how it turned out, though I kinda wish I took more time with it instead of pressuring myself with how long I've gone without posting a fic. Enjoy~

Something feels different. And you don't know what.

You unlocked the front door like normal, didn't trip over anything or walk in on something questionable, and you shook your umbrella off thoroughly before placing it down by the door. Every single pair of shoes you have sitting by the wall connected to the front door is in its rightful place, so are Kyojuro's. His coat and bag full of school work waiting for review are both hanging on the coat stand, again in their usual places without any visible abnormality. You haven't heard a peep from Kyojuro however, when he's usually so keen on greeting you the moment you walk in.

Your brain no sooner switches to analytical mode and you began scanning the area in front of you. There's a small trail of dirt and mud starting from the front door, crossing over with the house plant nearby, and trailing across the floorboards before stopping at a certain point. The previously mentioned mud mostly appears in the shape of small paw prints, clearly belonging to an animal that'd just been outside in the rain before coming in.

"Bark!"

Bark. Bark?

It suspiciously sounded like the young Miniature Schnauzer that's been lurking outside lately, the same one that's been chipping away at Kyojuro's resolve with it's clinginess and relentless pleadi-

Yeah, he brought the dog in.

"Shh!"

You hear your boyfriend further inside as he attempts to quieten the canine--whether to surprise you with it or keep it from disturbing the neighbors, you aren't certain. The sound of splashing water alarms you a bit and makes you finally walk towards the bathroom, all while making a mental note to clean the hazardous mess around you later. The minimal amount of awareness he seems to display with the half open bathroom door leads you to believe he hadn't heard your arrival.

Stepping closer and peeking in, you get a clear view of the four legged pup sniffing around and becoming accustomed to it's new surroundings, as well as Kyojuro rushing to clean up behind himself after evidently giving it a bath. The soaked white button up shirt tickles your diaphragm for a laugh when you imagine the time he had keeping the puppy still, but you resist and push the door open all the way to call out to him, "Kyojuro."

The head full of multicolored strands snaps in your direction so fast that you feel a phantom pain spike in your neck. "Welcome home!" He exclaims with a bright expression.

Your poker face nearly cracks at the sight of him knelt down on the floor and looking up at you in true elation, but you manage to keep your composure to address the elephant in the room (or rather, dog), "We talked about this."

"I know, but I couldn't very well leave him outside in that weather," he calmly states while nabbing the pup and wrapping a towel around it.

Composure: broken. Your shoulders drop when he says that, drying it without a sense of urgency or guilt for doing as he pleases again when you'd already spoken with him about taking in pets. "Kyojuro-"

"Neither of us are home long enough to care for him, I know," he stands and cradles it in his brawny arms, staring down at it as though it were his newborn child. "But we won't know for sure if we can make it work without ever trying."

"Yeah, but-"

"An apartment like this isn't exactly pet friendly." His smile remains firm as he looks you in the eye and refutes what you'd told him, "Pets are allowed here though."

You furrow your eyebrows at how comfortable the pup has already appears to be in Kyojuro's arms, something that'd be considered cuter if you weren't a little agitated. The apologetic look Kyojuro gives you aids in stopping any potential disputation though, and elicits a question that you truthfully should've asked from the start, "Why are so adamant on taking him in? More than anything, we hardly have *any* experience in taking care of dogs, or pets in general actually. Wouldn't you rather wait until we find a bigger place at least?"

Kyojuro barely takes anytime to ponder before pouting a little and holding the amazingly tame stray away from his chest to better look at him, "But then we wouldn't have this little guy."

This time sympathy seeps into your words when you utter his nickname, "Kyo, does this have to do with your dad not letting you or Senjuro keep a pet when you were kids?"

A contemplative aura comes over him for a bit when he answers, "Just a little. Between my dad throwing us into kendo and ensuring our grades stayed good, us adopting a pet didn't fit into his agenda. It's not as though he restricted our fun, but taking care of a pet is a huge responsibility."

"I thought you said he didn't like animals."

Kyojuro simply blinked and said, "Oh yeah."

You snort at his casual acceptance of his blunder before asking, "And now that you're out on your own, this is finally your chance to keep one?"

His big bright eyes darted to you and he asked directly, "Well, you said you wanted him, right?"

"I...guess?" You should expect his forwardness by now after months of dating, yet it still staggers you somewhat when it comes without warning. "I wasn't thinking of adopting right here and now though."

"But wouldn't be better to get to him before someone else does?" He puts on his pleading face, not too heavy but not too light, and the dog humorously seems to have gone along with him.

You purse your lips and give it some thought, "You've got a point..."

Buoyancy overtook his features when you didn't dispute him. "Then that's all the more reason to adopt him while we can, I always liked the idea of us having a dog anyways. You don't mind, right?" He transitioned to speak to the Schnauzer and held it up like Simba, an action it seemed to enjoy judging from the energetic swishing of his small tail poking out of the towel.

"Bark!" The sound echoed greatly in the bathroom.

You're pretty sure Kyojuro's too excited to analyze the downsides of bringing a dog into a temporary environment that isn't readily equipped for a dog. And you're absolutely sure he knows that, because he's Rengoku Kyojuro: the history teacher who got one glimpse of you, a total stranger, picking up sweet potatoes at a grocery store and decided on the spot that you needed to teach him how to properly cook the vegetable.

He didn't know you or how your cooking would compare to his mother's or his brother's, but he saw an opportunity through some inexplicable reasoning that only makes sense to him.

That stubborn optimism is likely what his students have to thank for their grades.

"I was never completely against the idea of bringing him in, but I am *not* looking forward to potty training," you commented as you smile and reach to pet it's considerably cleaner coat (which was washed with the bottle of dog shampoo you spot on the floor, something you know wasn't here before).

He reassures you, "I don't think it'll be difficult, Schnauzers are known for being easy to train."

"Oh yeah?" You can almost see yourself and Kyojuro constantly hovering over it, never growing tired of seeing him get his commands right and eagerly waiting for a treat to be thrown out with a *good boy.*

Which reminds you, "What do want to name him?"

The twinkle of mischief in the orange of his eyes keyed you in on Kyojuro's jestful suggestion, but you don't stop him from speaking his mind, "Tramp."

"No."

"But it fits."

You playfully roll your eyes, "I'd really rather not walk around in public saying tramp."

"What's wrong with-" Kyojuro gives it some thought before shrugging one shoulder and saying, "You've got a point."

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〈 a guiding hand 〉

・❥・Kyojuro x NB reader with suggestive content

Thinking about innocent Kyojuro not knowing what to do with himself when he realizes he’s in love with you. A slightly scared Kyojuro realizing he’s not only in love with you… but is heavily lusting over you. He’s never felt an attraction this strongly nor has he ever desired someone as heavily. Confused Kyojuro seeking guidance from none other than Tengen. The man has three wives, naturally there has to be some knowledge there when it comes to partners. Tengen giving Kyojuro the most asinine “flashy” advice known to mankind, oblivious Kyojuro going along with it regardless.

Kyojuro catching you completely by surprise one afternoon, owl like eyes narrowing, reminding you of a cat. Equally as shocked Tengen, who’s watching somewhere out of sight, not thinking the flame pillar had that in him. Kyojuro coming on strong, hoping to anyone who’s listen that he doesn’t scare you off. A shocked Kyojuro not expecting you to reciprocate so easily, the roles easily getting reversed as you caught on to his game. You easily flustering the boisterous flame pillar until he’s as red as the flames on his haori.

Kyojuro mentally thanking the sound pillar for his guidance as you guide him back to your home :)

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[not-your-fucking-kacchan]

Hello! Can I request Kyojuro x Tsuguko!Reader that became a demon? I'm fine with either fluff or super angst.🥲

Ooo okay! I hope this is what you wanted! <3 I was a dramaqueen writing this jsksjjdb it's so dramatic and for what 😭

Warning: blood...

Masterlist &lt;3

Kyojuro x Tsuguko!Demon!Reader - Changes

The grief is so overwhelming that you fell it sweltering in your chest, that little ball of pressure that makes it hard to swallow and even harder to breathe. Each breath, in fact, has you feeling more and more suffocated, and the tears that flood your vision irritate your eyes, stinging them and forcing them to shut, causing more to overflow.

Little droplets of your heartbreak catch on your eyelashes, reflecting the light and making stunningly pigmented eyes practically glow in the low moonlight casted across Corps Grove.

Cold wind blows through the grass and against your previously beautiful kimono, which is now decorated in blood. It's so, incredibly difficult to think back on the mission, or what you could've done.

An involuntary sob bubbles up in your chest, and then dies in your throat. Everything is lost.

The headache brought on from crying yourself into dehydration moves to the front of your head, accompanied by that familiar pressure inside of your sinuses as your head tilts down, and you let yourself freely cry.

Rengoku looks scared, upset, worried, and just about any other negative emotion in the book. Why is his beloved not letting him close? Why can't he embrace you?

"My love, what's gotten you so stricken with grief?!"

If only he knew.

"My love--"

"-Don't. ...please. Just- I failed. I failed the damn mission! I-..."

What? He doesn't care, he's failed missions in the past, so why are you reacting this way when the problem can be so easily fixed, he thinks.

"Kyojuro!-"

You wail his name, and his chest physically hurts at the sound. You sound so pained, like everything has been lost, like you've been wounded so deeply, you could never truly heal. Panic starts to set in. He wants to run to you, is fighting every urge not to scoop you into his arms and envelop you, keep you safe from the world. But you won't let him.

You absolutely will not let him get closer.

"I'm a- I-... Kyo- I died-"

Oh.

Oh. He knows what's going on.

He knows it now, and there's a sinking feeling in his stomach and he just looks at you, eyes wide in shock. In horror.

The silence is interrupted by a whistle of the wind, fiery hair being caught in the gust and almost reaching for you. He feels ill. Sick.

Please say something, he thinks now. Is he dreaming? Is this some kind of sick joke?!

"I was-... I-…"

It's almost impossible to speak when your chest spasms with shallow breaths, and your head swims with blooming anxiety over what you could've done, and how you've ruined everything with just a little mistake.

Your gut is filled with sorrow and regret, and in your head you tell yourself that it's not fair, that it really was just a little mistake, but it's far too late now, and you can't undo what has already been done.

"I'm not- I'm- n-not human anymore!-... I don't even know why I'm alive!"

That's when Kyojuro's heart sinks. He scrambles to reason with you though, and his attempts have you smiling through tears, as much as your face hurts and your skin feels tight from the salt dried on your cheeks.

"We have Nezuko! We can have you too! I will absolutely not let you go! My love, we can get past this... Please let me come to you- this changes nothing!"

It's like your heart shatters the moment you hear your beloved Rengoku's voice waver in his pleading. He's always so sure of himself. He's so strong and brave, braver than you could ever hope to be even if you wished upon a falling star. But that's why you fell in love with him. Even in this moment, when everything is up in the air, he's still certain that he loves you.

Your resolve wavers, and for the first time since you've gotten back from your mission, you let him hold you.

He's got you wrapped tightly in his arms in seconds, and even through the physical pain, and emotional torment, he still feels so warm and comforting. You're finally safe. Everything is alright.

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