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sunandflame · 8 months
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Flame and Water, Chapter 12
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Ship & Trope: Kyojuro x Fem!Reader (Water Pillars Tsuguko) / Slowburn
Warnings: canon-typical violence / fluff / mention of trauma and fire
Word Count: 1880 Words
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The old lady's statements opened many questions for Kyojuro. Even when he said goodbye to her, he brooded over her words, but came to no conclusion. He was confused and a little hurt. Didn't you two trust each other that day so you kept something that important from him? Why were you hiding it? He thought that you were both close friends. He couldn't answer the question and would ask you about it later when you were feeling better. First, he had to talk to his father. He needed to know what had happened back then.
He entered the room where his father spent the most of his time and didn’t see him lying on his futon for the first time in years. Usually, he was either drinking and laying sideways while reading in that book but now he sat on the engawa, and his eyes were staring into the distance. Respectful as Kyojuro was, he sat down on the tatami mat to keep a distance and just as he was about to open his mouth, Shinjuro interrupted him.
"Is your girlfriend okay?"
Kyojuro had not expected this question. She was not his girlfriend. In general, he hadn't expected his father to ask about anyone's wellbeing, but it looked like he was sober. "Yes, she's unconscious, but-"
"And her burns?"
Kyojuro's eyes widened at this statement, and it hit him like a slap. Even his father knew that crucial detail about you. His gaze dropped as he clenched his fists on his knees. "The old lady next door treated her. She said she will be fine and should wake up in the next hour or so. She also told me that Y/N has several old burns. Something you seem to know about, father."
Shinjuro turned his head sideways to give him a silent look, before he turned ahead again and sighed. "15 years ago, there was a fire demon who attacked a village. His eye bore the sign Lower Rank One. A powerful opponent who managed to spread a firestorm and turned countless people into demons. It was something I had never seen in my lifetime as a slayer."
Kyojuro swallowed and listened to his father's words. Lower Moon One? He remembered the fight he had against Lower Moon Two to become a Hashira and how he had terrorized a whole city with his bombs.
Shinjuro continued. "Your girlfriend looked at me the same way back then, full of fear and terror. Unfortunately, she witnessed how I beheaded her parents while protecting her. They had been turned into demons who wanted to eat their own daughter. I was able to decapitate the Lower Moon One… but at what cost? There was no one left to save. He had killed everyone without exception or turned them into demons which forced me to kill them all. Only she survived, but she ran away from me like I was the monster… I found her buried under a heap of rubble and wounded with the worst burns I have ever seen on a human being. Her chances of survival were slim and yet I wanted to save at least one person in this tragedy. The scale of the catastrophe was great, the village burned beyond recognition of its existence. Just as she bore her scars from it, I too have one from this fiery hell."
Shinjuro turned his foot around so Kyojuro could see the burned soles. "The demon slayer uniform protected me, the tabi socks didn't and yet I wished that I would be the one who's skin burned and not that of a little child. I can understand if she doesn't want to talk about it. It must have traumatized her badly. Even I-"
Suddenly a stifled sob sounded behind the shoji door. Father and son immediately turned their heads and knew that you had been listening to them the whole time behind the thin paper walls.
You had woken up alone and scared in a room with a headache. A penetrating herbal smell immediately hit your nose. An earlier memory from your childhood had come alive again and you knew immediately that you were covered with a burn ointment. A similar one that they used on you as a child. One quick look under your hakama and you saw the reddened skin. Your leg couldn't get any uglier than it already is, you thought dryly. You stepped out of the room and looked around for Kyojuro and couldn't see him until you heard his voice.
You stood there petrified and listened to the complete story of Shinjuro and your village. So that's why your memories were patchy without even knowing. There was simply no one left to tell you about it because they were all dead and your parents- Your breath caught and the memory of them coming at you with contorted faces came back with a bang. They- they tried to eat you! You hadn't even noticed how the tears flowed down your cheeks when a choked sob escaped you and you immediately covered your mouth with your hand. You looked in the direction of the shoji door in fear and hurried away with quick steps. You didn't want to be seen by them - not in this state - and entered the first room that you saw.
You dropped to the ground and cried uncontrollably. A heavy burden seemed to have been lifted from your shoulders and the unrestrained grief over the death of your family and friends overcame you. You finally knew the complete truth without knowing you were living a lie. You were not alone because you were avoided, but because you were brutally robbed of every person you ever knew.
With your head on your knees, you succumbed to your grief when you suddenly felt a presence next to you. You looked up with tear-stained eyes right into golden-red hues. Kyojuro's gaze contained no pity and yet they were filled with sadness and empathy for you. "Y/N..." He took your hand in his and pulled you up. "You are not alone in this. I won't allow that, so share your pain with me." If Kyojuro could, he would take all your pain to never see you cry again.
More tears gathered in your eyes until you couldn't see anything anymore. "K-Kyojuro-" With a sob, you threw yourself into his arms. He immediately wrapped his arms around you tightly, holding you in a fierce embrace.
You cried into the crook of his neck. It took a while for you to calm down, but that didn't matter, Kyojuro was here to hold you. His tight warm hug, it was like he gathered all the broken and burned pieces and made you whole again. Without realizing you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck and took in his scent which sent you into a light buzz. His scent was warm like the ray of sunshine with an earthy undertone. It was so comforting for your senses that you wanted to nuzzle your nose more until you realized what you were about to do, but you didn't pull immediately away. Kyojuro’s grip on your yukata was so tight, his face buried also into your neck. It seemed like as he didn’t want let go of you, like he had to make sure you were still whole.
It took a while for the two of you to loosen your grip on each other. Very slowly you moved your heads apart but only to look deep into each other's eyes. Still in his embrace, you gazed into his beautiful golden red hues, which always radiated such a passionate optimism, but now seemed to have a gleam you had never seen in him before. A pleasant tingling spread through you, and you felt the looming tension between you. Without realizing your faces came closer until your lips met.
It was soft and chaste, fleeting - the touch of his lips hotter than you thought in the short moment you kissed. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered excitedly when you saw a hint of blush on his cheeks.
"I- apologize!"
"For what?"
"For touching you in such an inappropriate way!" His face was now completely red, and you could not help but start to giggle.
"I think it’s called a kiss, Kyojuro."
Mesmerized, he stared at your lips while you giggled. "Yeah, and I think I am going to do it again..."
He was about to bend down to give you another kiss when you quickly placed your finger on his lips. "W-Wait! What if someone just barges in here?" You looked around with a slight panic.
You heard his deep chuckle. "That is not going to happen, since this is my room."
“Oh,” was the only thing that left your lips. You looked around wide-eyed and indeed, it looked like it belonged to him. You just went into the next available room in such a hurry that you didn't even notice it, but on closer inspection it was obvious. It included the usual things a room needed. A futon to sleep, a chest of drawers and a picture of his family. But there was one thing- no two things that stood out. One was a small chest that seemed to hold writing stuff and the other was a hanging scroll where "protection" was written in a calligraphy. It was above his futon. The origin didn’t seem to be himself.
“Do you like it?”
You nodded and started to blush madly when you realized how intimate this situation actually was. You were here alone in Kyojuro’s room as the said man was still holding you.
He laughed his boisterous laugh, and you felt his laughter vibrate all over your body. Your blush was just so adorable that he couldn’t hold himself back and kissed your cheek. Another silent moment passed between you when you just looked into each other's eyes and then he suddenly shouted. “Y/N!” His face was red like a tomato. “I love you and I would be happy if you could become my girlfriend!”
His confession was bold and like a burning fire. He literally was the Flame Pillar as a slayer and in his private time. You smiled as you pulled him in for another kiss, holding his face in your hands. It was not a long and passionate kiss as this was the first one you ever shared in your life, that was followed by several others. Each of them was short and soft, feather light like the butterflies that were fluttering in your stomach. Each kiss had him sigh in delight, between each kiss you whispered how you loved him too, how much you wanted to be his, until you rested your head on his chest with closed eyes, and heard the strong and steady beat of his heart. You heard how excited he was that the feeling was mutual.
He noticed your exhaustion of the day and laid down on his futon, pulling you close in a comfortable and comforting embrace. You nuzzled your face into his chest, the symbol of protection over both of your heads, and you indeed felt protected for the first time in your life in the embrace of a Flame.
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Big thanks to my lovely friend @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi for beta reading and editing❤️) As some might have realized that the story is close to the end. Chapter 13 will be the last and then there comes an epilog. I hope you will stay tuned till the epilog. And again I am open for discussions and critique. All likes, reblogs and replies are highly appreciated!
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kakushino · 8 months
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How it felt being the editor for Flame and Water? Well...
This was me for the longest time:
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heartnosekid · 3 months
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johnderting on ig
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tankycinna · 1 month
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luna-orix · 1 month
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Working on those blobs. More in future!
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 139
So. Dan has somehow found a small child. A practically newly born ghostling who had literally fallen right on top of him. A ghostling who had practically formed right above him, far away from nurseries and instead above him of all ghosts? 
Him, the Sunkiller? The Worldeater? Jordan Vladimir FentonNightingale-Foley-Manson? Son of Space and War? Bringer of the End?? Seriously, what the hell! Ghostlings shouldn’t even be able to form within other ghost’s Lairs, and he knew for a fact this wasn’t his own ghostling seeing as he wasn’t interested in such things. 
So here Dan is, feeling more confused than he ever has with a newborn ghostling clinging to him and sobbing in his arms about wanting his dad. What even is his unlife right now.
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daily-crabbys · 6 months
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Today's crab is: refracted
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I think you could write a good queer storyline for Eddie, actually. He's been formally diagnosed as a repressed Catholic. His most fulfilling relationships are his son, his queer best friend, and his Carla. Every romantic arc he's had since Shannon has been a passionless calculation. He left Shannon and Chris for long periods for years because he felt trapped, scared, and misunderstood. He had a panic attack at the thought of being seen as serious about Ana but wrote Buck into his will. It feels like he's only ever performing sex and romance to appease a heteronormative ideal about family and parenthood, so I definitely get it.
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dragon-inc · 3 months
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rainingriversofyou · 2 months
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Gwyneth Berdara 🪷
“I have been broken once before,' Gwyn said, her voice clear. 'I survived it. And I will not be broken again- not even by this mountain.” —A Court Of Silver Flames
Artist: penell__ope / @penell-ope
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ooeygooeyghoul · 5 months
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Embarrassing photo from a Scion party sometime during ARR that resurfaces to haunt them occasionally. Taken back when they still hated each other (but they're both too wasted to care).
They still don't know who took the photo to this day, and no one will spill the beans.
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sunandflame · 10 months
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Flame and Water, Chapter 3
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Summary: You are the Water Pillars Tsuguko and for some reason you are terrified of the Flame Pillar. Kyojuro x Fem!Reader
Warnings: burns, fire
Word Count: 743
Masterlist of Flame and Water
"Let's sit down and talk first."
You didn't know how these words made you feel. As well the strong grip of his hand around your wrist. Yes, you could maybe fight him, but what good would that do? You weren't even remotely as strong as he was, he'd proved that earlier and you were not dumb. The only option to get out of there was to comply with his request.
"Okay" Was your answer and he made you follow him to sit on the engawa. He still refused to let go of your and looked stern into your face. "You won't run away if I let go of you now, right?" That was actually your plan, but something inside you said he wouldn't be so forgiving this time as he would just catch you again, so you just shook your head in affirmation. "Alright!" He let go and you immediately felt the cold breeze on your wrist. You hadn't even noticed how warm his touch had actually been. He generally radiated a very warm energy as if his core was flaming in fire.
Both of you sat there now and none of you said a word. The silence was oppressive, since you didn't know what to say or what he expected from you. After all it was him who wanted to talk to you, so he should start the conversation, right?
But what you didn't know was that Kyojuro himself was now overwhelmed with the situation. He had been waiting for days to talk to you, now he had you where he wanted and now he didn't knew how to start it. So he shouted your name. "Y/N!" You inevitably flinched. "Yes...?" Your voice was the opposite of his. Quiet and hesitant. He noticed how you flinched and made a mental note speak a little more restrained. "Y/n I'd like to know if I wronged you"
Your gaze was lowered to the ground, your fists gripped the hem of your haori. What kind of answer did he expect from you? You knew from yourself how unfounded and stupid your fear towards him was and yet you couldn't stop shaking and fleeing at the sight of him. "No..." Was the only thing you could get out and you heard Rengoku sigh deeply next to you "Then why do you keep running away? Why are you so afraid of me?"
Was it that obvious? Where you like an open book? No... No, it can't be that. You were even more reserved than Giyuu probably. Maybe, you thought to yourself, just maybe you have to change that? You opened your mouth, but nothing came out. You felt the fear tighten in your throat and your hands started shaking again. What was the matter with you?! You were a Demon Slayer! Though no longer a Tsuguko, but you were still of high rank and you had killed many demons that were more terrifying! So why were you so scared? You fidgeted with your hands to hide the trembling, when suddenly you heard Rengoku turn to you and take your hands gently in his own. You realized how big his hands were and you looked up into his eyes. His eyes and smile were warm and gentle, as were his hands. "It's okay, don't be afraid"
His red golden eyes, like flames stared to you and brought back a memory you had been successfully suppressing. Until now. And suddenly you felt hot. Very hot. As if you were standing in a sea of flames. The air was stuffy and you start coughing. Your vision was distorted and you recognize a person whose hair resembled fire, even what he wore looked like flames. He saw you with his red golden eyes in which was a fire. Everything around you were burning and you felt the heat on your lower body, screaming was pointless as the pain had taken over just to make you unconscious. As soon as you regained consciousness you knew something bad had been done to you. That someone did something bad to you. Caused you pain because your little child's body was bandaged from top to bottom. Your skin was 40% burned as that was what the nurses around you were talking about. They also talked about other stuff that your child brain couldn’t comprehend at that moment, but you were certain of one thing. You knew that the flame man had done this to you...
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Oh.. What have I done to Y/N... Well we will see how she snaps out of her flashback and if she gonna tell Kyojuro...
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lucksea · 2 months
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water dissolving, and water removing - there is water at the bottom of the ocean
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i feel like camemberts playlist and story are a bit too serious for this song which has a bit of a meme reputation but truly i think camembert is experiencing the once in a lifetime emotion .
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heartnosekid · 9 months
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mirror in the forest | source
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drugsforaddicts · 5 months
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lionfloss · 2 years
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McDonald Creek Wildfire Reflections
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