#kyojuro drabble
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“i like you.”
you pause, smiling to yourself. “I know, love, we are dating.”
“but i've never liked anyone this much," Rengoku says, pressing his lips onto the back of your hand. a kiss for each knuckle. he says that every inch of you deserves love, so often times you find him kissing your hands, your temples, your wrists.
it wasn’t like the two of you were doing something big to deserve this declaration of "love". you both were sitting crossed-kneed across each other and drinking warm tea. well, you were— he was staring at you, seeming to hang off every word you said.
but of course, he just got back from his week-long mission, he was always so doting the day after. it was cute seeing how affectionate he can be. he wanted to know exactly what you did the days he was away. he didn't want to miss anything important involving you.
when you set the tea down, he gently pulls you over to him, wrapping his body around yours and presses light kisses along your neck. “we should be wed.”
you softly smile as you always do. he has said this so many times, so you don’t even falter at it. “you know I would love to kyo.”
he sighs and presses his forehead to your shoulders. you can feel his body droop, the disappointed unhidden. “but I won’t risk you being a widow. it’s harder for a widow to find a husband”
his arms tighten around you, as if the mere idea makes him uncomfortable. he has come to terms to the fact that he could die any mission, but with you around everything feels so different. the thought of you being left alone haunts him.
“if something did happen to you, I wouldn’t take another,” you mumble leaning into his chest. it was true, you don't think you would recover if he ever did pass.
“i would want you to!”
you turn toward him with a raised eyebrow, before dragging your finger up his arm. "yeah? want me to lay in another mans arms?" you murmur, and press a kiss to his jaw, causing him to shiver. "kiss another man like this?", and begin to run your fingers down his body, "touch another man so sensually?"
he grips onto your hand before they reach their destination. his eyes peer into yours, and he has a soft pinkness to his cheeks. "marry me."
you slightly tilt your head to the side, a lazy smirk on your face. "and if i become a widow?"
he uses one hand to rub the back of your hand, and the other to lightly hold onto your neck. "nothing sounds worst than the thought of you with another. that alone will drive me to stay alive."
you grin at him. "mhmm, I do like the idea."
he brings his face closer toward yours, his forehead almost touching yours. "marry me."
"i am forever yours, Kyojuro."
he presses his lips to yours for a moment, and pulls away, the tips of his ears now burning. "I really like you."
"yeah? funny, because I really like you too."
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Kyojuro's first
He's weak
"Don't close your eyes, baby, look at me," you said softly cupping Kyojuro's cheek. He had a bright blush on his face, eyes previously clenched shut opening slowly. He could hardly look at your kind expression without nearly passing out. You were so beautiful to him. "Good boy."
Kyojuro let out a high pitched whine at that, making him blush even more. "Pl-please, don't say things like th-that."
You giggled and guided him closer, into your arms - into the cradle of your plush thighs. "If you don't start anytime soon, I'll get cold," you said and leaned in to whisper into his ear teasingly, "Kyo~ju~ro~"
He ground his cock in between your soft and practically dripping pussy lips, groaning quietly at the warmth. It felt incredible to him. Was it even possible to feel this good?
Impatient, your hand stroked him once, twice, before you positioned him at your entrance. "C'mon, you know you want it~" you teased, urging him to finally slide in and fill you up with every delicious inch of him.
"A-alright," he breathed out shakily, slowly pushing the tip in, your hand letting go of his cock as you moaned at the feeling. Even the tip felt heavenly.
"Please, more-" you begged needily.
Despite it being his first time, he was determined to make you feel good, to fill all your expectations of him, and so, he slid inside in one smooth move.
Big mistake.
Kyojuro nearly choked on air; the heat, the softness, the snug fit, the pulsating muscles inside of you - it was all so overwhelming. "Fuuuhk-" he was going to pull out to keep from cumming on the spot, when your ankles locked at the small of his back, keeping him inside for one, two, three seconds and-
He groaned hoarsely, first spurt of his cum coming out quicker than he could react. His hands gripped the sheets by your head with desperation, as if it could save him from wave after wave of pleasure his first orgasm inside brought. He panted like a dog, ashamed at what happened, ducking down and hiding his face in your neck.
"I'm sorry-I'msorry-'msorry-sorrysorrysorry-"
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Kyojuro Rengoku X Reader
SFW- fluff, older Kyojuro, older reader
Crow's Feet.
One morning, out of the blue, you realized that your husband, Kyojuro, had crow's feet.
He was holding your hand across the breakfast table, his grip firm and reassuring as he excitedly told you the story of how his brother, Senjuro had finally proposed to his sweetheart.
As adorable as the story was, you found yourself zoning out and just losing yourself in the beauty of the man you were honored to call yours.
Kyojuro's smile was warm and inviting. Years ago it had been his smile which really elevated him in your estimation from "cute guy" to "husband material." And now, as you approached twenty years of marriage, that smile– that beautiful, contagious smile– had left permanent creases at the corners of his eyes.
Somehow he had become even more gorgeous over the years; a seemingly impossible achievement, since he was by far the most breathtaking man you had ever laid eyes on from day one. Twenty years ago he'd been so, so pretty. But now… god, he was stunning: older, fuller, with little strands of platinum just beginning to peek through his blonde hair.
Kyojuro was living proof that perfection could be improved upon, and you were as smitten with him as you had been in those early days. More so, in fact.
But it wasn't just his beauty or the generosity of his smiles. It was the fact that he had made it this far.
Despite everything; despite demons and battles, near misses, injuries, and endless nights of worry, he was still by your side, and had lived and laughed long enough to be blessed with crow's feet.
A sudden silence snapped you from your reverie.
"Love?" Kyojuro smiled before he spoke once more. "I'm talking too much, aren't I?"
"Never. Please go on."
His creases deepened as his smile spread and broke into a chuckle. "Well, what do you think?"
"About...?"
He laughed, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "My question. About their wedding gift."
"Oh... I'm sorry..."
"You were among the clouds my love. It's okay. It's early."
Your cheeks grew warm. "No it's not that it's just... I really love you, Kyojuro."
He softened, stroking his thumb over the peaks of your knuckles. "I love you too."
He stood then, one hand braced on the breakfast table as he leaned across and kissed you, his lips soft and warm, pulling you in and making your heart flutter.
When the kiss broke he smiled, his brilliant gold and ruby eyes traversing your face. "You know, I love these little lines here." He brushed his finger so lightly against the fine crescent-shaped wrinkles forming at the corners of your lips. "Your smile lines. They're so beautiful."
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Hot and Tasty| Kyojuro Rengoku
Synopsis: Your best friend introduces you to one of her friends since you’re introverted and don’t get out much. The two of you hit it off and come to find out, this new friend is a lot closer to your heart than you previously thought.
Warning/contains: cam!boy rengoku, blowjob, mature content, mature language, oral sex, fem and male receiving, maybe a little crush, vibrator on male, slight angst
word count: 7.4K
a/n: i’m finally back, thank goodness. Finals week and then Tears of the Kingdom took over my life. This fic is a small idea I had thinking about Rengoku’s moobies. Like how nice would it be for him to stream with those? Fr, he’d be the type to not understand why he got all the hype. So I dedicate this fic to Kyojuro’s perfect pectorals.
If there was one thing you knew about yourself, it was that you were a visual person. You learned better visually, vision was your favorite sense. You used it constantly in your line of work, watching how people interact with one another, shows, and how words could come together to form a story. You wrote and you were damn good at it. Though, books hadn’t been flying off the shelves as you had hoped. So you used your skills of being an introvert and lack of a care to create a streaming channel. Fans suddenly started flocking to you and your following grew and grew until it was apparent you could make some good money off of this. You could combine your passion with something you were good at and get paid for it.
So yeah, visuals made you pretty happy. So happy that even when you touched yourself you couldn’t do so without watching someone else enjoy themselves. Though you couldn’t think about that right now because you were supposed to be meeting up with your close friend Kanroji. She had invited you out to lunch last night and who were you to decline the loveable best friend you’d had for many years now? She’d even offered to pay for your food since she knew times were a little tough for you at the moment. You couldn’t tell her that you’d had a drunk night and accidentally (on purpose) made a big donation to a streamer you watched often. She’d start to ask questions and those questions would lead down a harsh road of embarrassment for you. It’s then that you feel your phone buzz almost as if you’d summoned Kanroji.
Kan_deez_nutsfitinyourmouth
Great news! A friend I haven’t seen in a while is going to meet us there. He told me he just got a huge bonus from work so he’ll treat us to lunch! I can’t wait for you both to meet each other! I hope this is okay. ~11:37am
You read over the text for a few moments before thinking about what Kanroji’s friend would look like. She had a multitude of friends and they came in all different shapes and sizes. Surprisingly she thought of you as her best friend, out of everyone she was friends with she chose you. It meant a lot to you and even though it was narcissistic, being favored by Kanroji Mitsuri made you feel better about yourself. What if she liked this other friend more? That was something you couldn’t let happen. You’d have to make sure Kanroji didn’t abandon you. This fear was probably irrational and you might need to see a therapist about it. You shrug it off and move off your plush bed. You needed to find something nice to wear because you couldn’t show up wearing the same outfit you’d been in for the last 3 days or so. This old friend had to know you meant business. You decide on a short green floral dress that has a stretchy bust to help contain the gravity sacks. The skirt of the dress fell nicely around your stomach and covered enough of your thighs that you didn’t feel super insecure about them. You once yourself over in the mirror leaning against your wall. You looked cute, cute enough to kill. Which you were willing to do if it meant keeping Kanroji to yourself. You slip into some comfortable off-brand white tennis shoes and glance at your phone for the time. It was nearly noon, you should probably start the short journey to the quaint restaurant.
You arrive a little past noon and spot Kanroji seated near the window. Your eyes instantly track the man sitting across from her. He has long blonde hair with red tips. It falls past his shoulders in spiky waves. His shoulders are…incredibly broad, and muscular, and you find yourself staring at the lines of his muscles through his shirt for longer than you would like to admit. You move shyly toward the pair and before you can appear fully in front of them Kanroji notices you. Her face lights up with an excited smile as she waves you over.
“Y/n you made it!” She beams. The man slowly turns and then he abruptly stands up. You slightly jump at the sudden movement but watch as he bows his head and then extends his hand. You look between his massive hand and his bright red and yellow eyes.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you y/n, my name is Kyojuro.” His eyes seem to glow as he grins warmly at you. You take his hand in yours and shake it. A pull of electricity courses through you once your skin makes contact with his. He motions for you to sit next to him with a friendly smile. You accept only because he smelt like delicious food and maybe expensive cologne. He wore a fitted black tee paired with simple blue jeans. You don’t know how he did it, but somehow he looked incredibly good-looking. Maybe it was because he was just that good-looking. How the hell were you supposed to feel confident when you sat next to two beautiful people?
Rengoku was nervous. He’d never seen someone as effortlessly breathtaking as you. He’d never known love before, but he was starting to understand what the phrase love at first sight meant. You were meadows kissed by the sun. You were birds soaring in the sky. You were melodies played by a symphony. Kanroji should’ve warned him that you were more than his type, you were perfect. Rengoku sends a glare toward Kanroji, who smirks his look off and turns her attention to you.
“So what have you been up to this fine morning y/n?” Kanroji inquires. You glance at the man next to you who doesn’t seem too interested in the conversation, so you decide to tell the truth.
“Well, I woke up pretty late, but once I cooked myself a nice breakfast I was pretty pumped to get some work done.” You reply, fiddling with the skin on your thumb. Kyojuro peers at you with an inquisitive look.
“What do you do for work?” He asks, his eyes searching your face like they’ll reveal the answer before your mouth does. You smile kindly and gesture to yourself.
“I’m a self-published author who also likes to stream on Twitch for some extra cash.” His eyes light up like a fire.
“I like to stream too.” He exclaims. You feel your heart soar. For a moment you thought Kyojuro would ask you the same line of questions everyone else seems to. When will you get a real job?
“Really? What platform do you stream on? Maybe I know it?” You quiz. Kyojuro quickly looks away from you. You furrow your brows and observe a red tinge to his ears.
“It’s…pretty unheard of. I don’t think you’d know it…” He trails off. Why did the mood change so suddenly? Did you say something wrong? All you wanted to do was support Kyojuro since it felt like the two of you were becoming friends. Anxiety thrums in your chest. Maybe you weren’t as likeable as you had originally thought. Kanroji’s favor had gotten to your head.
“Well, I have an idea.” Kanroji pipes up, breaking the silence you had inevitably created. You turn to look at her, who had been silent strangely for a while. “Why don’t you both exchange numbers and then Rengoku can send you some of his content when you get to know each other better.” She smiles slyly and Kyojuro shares a strange look with her. He presses his full lips together and lets out a short breath. She pulls out a pad of paper from her bag and passes it to you with a pink pen. “Write down your number. I’m sure Kyojuro will contact you as soon as possible.” She grins, but you can see the mischief in your friend’s green eyes. What was she planning? You scribble down your number and tear out the page it’s on. You hesitate for a moment before sliding it over to Rengoku. His eyes are trained on the piece of paper like it holds the world's secrets.
“Thank you…” He mumbles softly. You nod your head and look away from him.
“No problem.” You respond not sure what just happened. You hear Kanroji giggle and look up to find her covering her mouth in an attempt to stifle her laughter. “What is it now?” You ask, frustration dripping from your tone. This only fuels her laughter more.
“You both are just so…” She shakes her head and gestures to you and Kyojuro. “So cute. We have to hang out more.”
“We haven’t even ordered our food Mitsuri. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves” Rengoku glares at her. She gains a shit-eating grin on her face. You stare at the shoes you had slipped on, doubt that you should’ve even came today seeping into your thoughts. Did he not want to hang out with you again? He didn’t owe you anything, but did he have to make it so obvious that he wanted to never do this again?
“Well by all means let’s eat because I’m starving.” She grins and clasps her hands together. You peer up at Kanroji, observing her beautiful hair and sharp face. She was the type of girl that people stopped to stare at. You were always the glance, never the double-take. The small lunch ends with mainly Kyojuro and Kanroji catching up about what they’d been up to lately. You sat watching the two interact, mostly entranced with the way Rengoku’s smile seemingly brightened up the dim restaurant. You wished you could watch his mouth all day. The way he formed words was somehow sexy. His whole face expressing his emotions without a filter or care how others would react to him. Kyojuro was beautiful. A ray of warmth in your somewhat cold life. The time ticked by in an instant, and suddenly you were standing to leave. Kyojuro had left to pay for the food and you stood waiting for Kanroji to gather her things. “So, do you like him?” She suddenly blurts. Kanroji had a sixth sense of matching people together. It was like she was a matchmaker in her past life. She just had these feelings when two people would click together in the type of love you hear about in the fictional world. Your eyes widen at her blatant question.
“I just met him.” You hiss, narrowing your eyes at the obvious answer. Kanroji on the other hand sighs loudly and rolls her eyes. You weren’t even sure if he liked meeting you.
“Y/n, I’m not asking if you want to have his children, just a simple ‘Do you think he’s a cool person’? What are your opinions on him at this moment?” She restates. You flush and look away from her prying eyes.
“I…I mean he’s really cool…” You mutter. You know Kanroji is smirking even without looking at her. You can’t seem to stop the confessions, even though you knew she’d tease you about it later. “I think his smile is the most attractive thing I’ve seen on someone, besides his obvious muscular body. He feels safe, which sounds weird because I’ve only just met him, but I think I’d grow to trust him.” You rant, embarrassed that your mouth won’t seem to close. Kanroji pats you on the shoulder and her sly smirk changes to a smile of compassion and understanding.
“I’m really glad it seems you want to be friends with him. My little introvert is growing her social circle.” She wipes away a fake tear and you shove her slightly. Her mischievous glow comes back as she pushes you back. “So you do want to have his babies?” She teases. You’re about to object because even if you want to be friends with him that doesn’t mean he wants to be friends with you, but you feel a presence and you know exactly who it has to be.
“Who’s babies?” Kyojuro’s deep voice asks from behind you. Your whole body freezes and then goes warm. Kanroji on the other hand starts to laugh. At times like this, you really hated your best friend.
“Doesn’t matter.” You grumble and push past the both of them. “I’m leaving.” You don’t wait for either of them, just walk out the door and start the short walk to your apartment. What were you thinking? You got too comfortable with something you didn’t even have. It’s not like Kyojuro would ever look at you like that. You were stupid and… and insecure. Stupidly insecure about your body. What Rengoku lacked in body fat you surely made up for. He probably wanted someone built like himself, able to keep up. You’d just end up slowing him down. You feel a cold coil of anxiety and sorrow wrap around your body. It’s then that someone runs up behind you. You turn around expecting it to be Mitsuri, but Rengoku stands there panting slightly. He was a sight to see. The dimming light of the evening made him glow like an ember. In a way he reminded you of the sunset; once he left you’d be all alone in the dark with only the light from your monitor illuminating your face. He searches your face for some sort of sign that you were displeased. He was worried he’d said something that offended you. He didn’t want to admit it, but he wanted to get to know you enough that you might consider becoming intimate with him. He’d never met someone like you and he was damned if he let you go now.
“Did I say something wrong?” He finally asks. Might as well get to the point. There was no need to dance around what he wanted to ask you. You raise your brows and shake your head slowly. Why would he think that? Was he being serious? Never the less, it wasn’t him who had sent your emotions necessarily into a frenzy. It was the pushiness of your best friend.
“No Kyojuro, Kanroji just takes her jokes too far sometimes. I shouldn’t have stormed out like that…” You sigh and press your lips together. Kyojuro’s face relaxes and you are blessed with another one of his smiles.
“Yeah, I know what you mean. Can I say something weird?” He rubs the back of his neck and looks off to the side. You tilt your head and shrug, but you can’t help the nervous butterflies the creep up to your sternum. You want to shove them down and tell them there’s no place for them here, but you almost enjoy the way they make you feel.
“I don’t have a problem with whatever you want to say. Go ahead.” You reply. He clears his throat and your eyes meet.
“I’m glad I got to meet you today. You seem really cool and I look forward to getting to know you better.” He mumbles shyly. You can’t help but swoon at the adorable tone of his voice. All your anxietys melt away and are replaced with a steadily beating heart and throbbing lower region. This man had such a hold on you after a few hours of being next to one another. Your face contorts into an idiotic grin.
“Me as well.” You pause and you notice your heart pounding in your chest. You can’t tell if you are nervous talking to someone you want to be friends with… or if it’s the easy attraction you have for him. You decide it’s probably a mixture of both. You also decide to be bold. “Make sure to text me, I want to see your content sometime soon.” You bow your head and go to leave, but before you turn around you catch Rengoku’s face flushing a bright red. Hmm… what an interesting reaction. Maybe…just maybe you should give love another shot. If with anyone, surely Kyojuro would be an excellent choice.
Kyojuro’s heart was nearly pounding out of his chest as you walked out of his view. He watched you until he couldn’t anymore. He stumbles toward the wall and braces himself against it. He attempts to catch his breath and places a hand over his heart. How was he supposed to show such an innocent person the type of content he made…? He couldn’t possibly share his deepest darkest secret with you. You would surely leave him behind if you learned of it. Maybe it was time for him to branch out into the gaming genre so he’d have something to show you.
You got home around 5:30. It didn’t seem like you’d stayed out that long, but here you were nearly 5 hours later finally getting home. You’d somehow made a new friend. This was huge. A momentous occasion. You should celebrate. You look down at your phone and then remember the pounding of your heart earlier. You knew an excellent way to relieve some stress.
It’s not long before you’re in your room propped up on your bed. You grab your laptop from your bedside table and place it on a pillow in front of you. You type in the URL of one of your favorite sites. A horny smile curls the corners of your lips upwards as you search for one of your favored content creators. Yoro was a hunky man, with huge pecs. You could only imagine what they must feel like. His content was very straightforward, but he specialized in role-play, pillow talk, and was famous for his incredible whimpering. It…did things to a person. He always had his hair tied back into a low ponytail, so it had to be long. You wonder how much he’d beg for you if you pulled his hair…Needless to say, this man had you wrapped around his finger. If you ever got the chance to meet him… goodness you don’t even know what you’d do. Probably drop your pants to let the flood free. Yoro also wore a black mask and sometimes a black cap that he pulled over his eyes. It was a little disappointing that you couldn’t see his face, but the rest of him more than made up for it. His body was a work of art and you’d never seen a cock prettier than his. It had to be around 5 to 6 inches long and was so girthy. You wonder if he’d be able to fit inside you. In fact, he was the biggest expense in your life. He was the reason you had spent a lot of money when you were drunk. You had to be his number-one fan. Had to be.
You pull up one of his recent videos and lean up against your headboard. Yoro’s setup was very simple; a view of his bed, which had deep red sheets on it, his gray walls, and a small view of his desk where he sat for Q and As at times. He starts off the video sitting at his desk and explaining that he’ll be trying out a new toy a fan had sent him. It was a small vibrator that could be wrapped around the penis. He looked excited from what you could tell and that made you horny for some reason. You shimmy out of your underwear and toss them on your floor. You spread your legs like you’re showing Yoro your pussy. He’s already strapped the toy onto his cock and has it turned on a low setting.
“Fuck, this feels weird.” He chuckles in a deep voice. You bite down on your bottom lip as your fingers duck into your folds. “I’m going to turn it up higher.” He explains and presses the button a couple of times. You can hear the buzzing from here and your heart pounds with lust. You wanted to be there teasing him with the vibrator. Making him whimper and whine for you give him sweet release. Your eyes close slightly as you gaze at Yoro on your screen. His hair was tucked into his hat this time and you never desperately wished to see someone’s face as they were being pleasured as you do with his. Yoro doubles over on the bed and his legs start to shake. “Ngh. Fuck. It feels so good.” He whines. His eyes dart to look at the camera as he struggles to stay standing. You flutter your eyes closed as you massage your clit with your fingers. God this was so hot. “I think- ahh- close. I’m going to,” His breath shakes as he tries to talk. His muscular arm contracts as he grips the sheets of his bed. “F-fuck, holy shit.” He sputters out as cum spurts from his tip. You bite back a moan and fall off your climax with a shiver running up your spine.
“Wow.” You pant as the video ends. Your eyes shut. You were worn out from everything you did today. Socializing and now this? You’d clean up tomorrow. Right now you were going to fall asleep.
You wake up with a notification from an unknown number. You rub your eyes and read over what the number had said.
‘Did you get home safe?’
It then clicks that this must be Kyojuro. You smile to yourself and save his name as apricot since that’s what his name and hair reminded you of.
Yn
Yes, I got home safe and sound. I Fell asleep right after I got in the door.
Apricot
hahaha, did you fall asleep in the entryway?
Yn
Lmao, no I at least made it to my bed.
Apricot
damn, so I can’t bully you about being one of those people who sleep on the floor?
Yn
I’m afraid not 🙁
Apricot
dw, I’ll find something else to bully you about
Yn
jeez I thought we were friends, but now I find out you’re actually a horrible person
Apricot
yup, I’m a monster 👾
Yn
wtf emoji is that
Apricot
he’s a cute lil monster wdym?
Yn
oooh sure, ‘cute’
Apricot
>:( so now you’re bullying an inanimate object? Who’s the monster now?
Yn
caught red-handed, I actually eat children in the night
Apricot
:0 how scandalous
You shake your head and toss your phone to the side of your bed. How could one person be so damn adorable? You remember last night as your face flushes. You should probably clean up and then start planning out your next few streams. After donating nearly 1k to Yoro, you needed to pump out some streams to earn more money.
Apricot
What’s your favorite color?
You bite your lip and think for a beat before typing a response.
Yn
I’m partial to greens and pinks, but I can’t lie and exclude reds and purples 🙂
Apricot
I like red too, it was my mother’s favortie color
Yn
Is she…?
Apricot
Yeah…it happened when I was young so I’m mostly over it
Yn
You don’t have to be over it Kyojuro, grief doesn’t have a deadline
Rengoku doesn’t respond quickly so you set your phone to the side of your desk. You’d put in a load of laundry and starting scheduling streams for next week while texting him. You’ve barely begun to move some items around in your plans when you hear your phone go off.
Apricot
You’re right, my father was never the same after she died and I think he took it out on me. Maybe that’s why I’ve made some of the rash decisions because I wanted to live up to the disappointment he thought I was. It didn’t help that my little brother watched as our father beat me down with his words nearly every day. That’s why I’m working so hard, so I can provide a better life for my brother…and for my father.
You stare at the message, tears threatening to spill from the corners of your eyes. The thought of anyone thinking Kyojuro Rengoku was a disappointment was practically unthinkable to you, and you just met him yesterday. You feel angry, sad, and sadistically happy that he felt comfortable enough to tell you this.
Yn
Firstly, I want to tell you thank you for sharing. That was incredibly brave of you.
Then there’s what you said, Kyojuro I don’t think you could ever be a disappointment. You’re a product of what happened to you and the environment that was pushed upon you. You grew up damn well, you’re kind, funny, and intelligent. Grief effect people in the strangest ways, I’m just sorry your father got the short end, I can’t imagine how it must of been for all of you. Your father lost the love of his life and you lost a mother. I hope you and your father can make up.
Apricot
I will fight my whole life if it means I can see him. That’s what love is. Thanks for listening to my rambling. Sorry if I overwhelmed you with the sad boy vibes.
Yn
No no no, it’s nice to know you’re human. When I met you yesterday I was convinced you were some sort of God
Your face flushes as you boldly send the last text. You flip your phone over and ignore the buzzing. You had to get back to work anyway.
Rengoku was curious what you meant, but for some reason you weren’t reading his messages. He sighs loudly and presses his lips together. You were too cute for your own good. The beast inside of his chest was throbbing. Then there was the aching in the confines of his pants. He was a gentleman, but you were making him think of ungodly things to do to you. How cute your face would look high on pleasure, cumming for the 100th time for him. You’d be such a good fucking girl for him. Opening up your sweet legs and exposing your cunt for him to taste. You’d be absolutely delicious. Thats when he notices a text back from you.
Yn
I never thought I’d see a sunrise and sunset simultaneously. That’s what it’s like being with you. Is that weird? You’re a very warm person lmao
I feel like that’s weird.
Ignore that.
Kyojuro, don’t get the wrong idea
Fuck
He can’t possibly contain his smile. Delicious.
It’s been about 3 months since you initially met Kyojuro Rengoku. The two of you had been messaging back and forth nearly everyday, hanging out occasionally, and it was apparent how attracted you were to him. He was intoxicatingly charming over text and when you’d see him in person his smile would wrap your body in a warm coat of giddiness. No longer were you controlled by the cold hands of anxiety. Rengoku’s presence and persisting nature made you realize that you simply shouldn’t give a fuck. You’re you and that’s priceless. Kanroji was ecstatic when you first told her Rengoku asked you to hang out alone. She was convinced you were in love with him, which… probably wasn’t far from the truth. You knew so much about him, but the one thing you were still curious about was the content he made. One part of you felt like it was too late to bring up that topic, but the other part was dying to know if he played games or was more of a talking streamer. What type of things did he do to entertain his viewers? As if summoning him a text message buzzes from him on your phone screen.
Apricot
You wanna come over and chill tonight? I got that new movie you were asking about 😎
Yn
Ahh sick, yeah I can be there by 4
Is that good?
I could come earlier but I have some work to finish up before I can make it
Apricot
Yeah that should work
I do have some things I’ll need to finish up in my office though, so if you’re fine just chilling by yourself for like an hour or so until I’m finished then we should be all set
Yn
Hell yeah man, I’ll take a nap on your comfortable ass couch
Apricot
Just don’t drool on my poor pillows like last time 🙁
Yn
Yeah sure, or I could just not come over
Apricot
FINE, at least hide the massive puddle from me instead of showing me like some proud child who just drew on my walls 😭😭😭😭
Yn
Sorry you give off daddy energy 🤷♀️
Apricot
It’s my daddy issues rubbing off on me 🚩😭
Yn
🚩🚩🚩🚩 problem child alert
Apricot
Hey! You have no idea how evil Senjuro can be. He may look cute, but he uses that against you
Yn
Sounds like a child is able to outsmart you
Apricot
Just hurry up and get your ass over here
Yn
Yes sir 🙄
You grin to yourself and those happy butterflies fill your chest yet again. Over the past few months you’d gotten used to the wishy washy way they made you feel. Kind of like you were sinking through a cloud, but a big hunky man would catch you when you fell through. It’d been a while since you masturbated to Yoro since you mostly thought about Kyojuro now. In a way you felt bad, but not too much. You hum happily to yourself and finish up the last minute touches to a cover you were working on. You shut down your computer and glance at what you were wearing in your mirror. Oversized gray sweats and a knit blue tank with a heather gray cardigan loosely covering your shoulders. You looked incredibly sexy. A large grin overtakes your face as you make your way to leave for Kyojuro’s, who happens to live a small jaunt north of you.
Rengoku paces nervously waiting for you to arrive. Tonight was the night he wanted to tell you that from the beginning he thought you were the most attractive person he’d ever met. How he would say that without sounding creepy…? He didn’t know. He just hoped you’d take it as a compliment. His breath was short and for a moment he thought he might pass out. He feels his phone buzz in his pocket and instantly reaches for it. When he realizes it’s a call from his manager he furrows his brows. He hesitantly answers.
“Yoro, listen, I need you to stream sometime tonight. Views of your colleagues are down to I need you to fill in the donation gaps.” Before he can argue the phone goes silent. His eyes darken and he throws his phone against the couch. He’d planned on editing some videos, but now he had to stream by contract.
“Fucking hell.” He curses lowly and clenches his fist.
You arrive within 10 minutes of leaving, the wonderful air making you in an even better mood. Your smile hadn’t left your lips since your conversation with Kyojuro. You take the elevator and knock on his door around 4:33pm. He opens it briskly, his blonde and red hair in a mess around his face. His chin is scruffy and he wears a loose fitted white shirt with black sweats. He looks amazingly sexy.
“Hello Kyojuro,” You sing and step into his apartment. You wander over to his plush couch and flop down into the cushions. “Don’t mind me, I’ll be here watching some videos while you busy yourself with important secretive content things.” You tease. Little beknownst to you this stikes a nerve in Rengoku. He grits his teeth together and stalks past you.
“Just stay quiet. I’m going to lock the door.” He quips sternly, barley looking at you. You furrow your brows and watch as he stomps into the office and closes the door. You listen for the click of the lock but it never comes.
“Who peed in his cheerios?” You whisper to yourself and sigh loudly. His grumpy demenour had certainly put a damper on your mood, but you were too excited to take another nap on his couch to really care. You were sure when you woke up he’d be back to his bright and cheery self. Not long after you lay your head down you fall asleep.
Rengoku is in your dream, but so is Yoro. They’re both looking at each other and then Rengoku is shirtless and you don’t really care about Yoro anymore.
You awaken from what seemed like a short dream to a loud noise coming from Kyojuro’s office. You grunt in response, upset that the real Kyojuro probably won’t become shirtless. Your eyes slowly adjust to light and you stretch out your legs and arms while making a silent screeching noise. Not sure why stretches felt so good while making a noise, but it had to be scientifically proven. You should probably check on Kyojuro. You glance at your phone and realize you’d been asleep for nearly an hour. How long does it take to become shirtless? You roll your eyes and smack your dry lips. You stand and stretch one more time before wandering over to the office door. You grab hold of the knob and knock softly.
“Kyojuro?” You whisper hesitantly and twist the knob. The door slowly opens into the office, or what you thought was the office. Your eyes first land on the bed over to the left of the room covered in red sheets. Your eyes flick to the gray walls and then to Kyojuro, who’s eyes are widely looking into yours. It’s then you realize this Kyojuro is in fact shirtless. And pantless. Dick out. Mask on. Hair tucked into a hat. Yoro. The man you touched yourself to and would do anything to fuck. Shame for watching Kyojuro’s content without his consent rushed through you for a moment. It wasn’t like you had purposefully sought out what he posted, but happened upon it before you even knew each other. As long as you never told him you were a fan, things would work out. You wanted to keep this between the both of you for as long as you could. You notice the camera flashing and scoot back toward the door, eyes still trained on the magnificent body in front of you. A wash of overwhelming feelings crash into you, but for the sake of whatever the fuck was happening, you stayed calm.
“Sorry guys, my cat almost knocked over a plant.” Kyojuro laughs and turns back to his audience. You notice the vibrator strapped to his dick again and the hunger you had tried to keep calm all this time nearly bubbles out. You’d definitely have to talk this out later, but right now you didn’t want to leave the room. You observe him glance at you a couple of times, but he’s trying so hard to keep his cool. He must think you’re in shock. Appalled. Grossed out. Nope. You’re just really fucking horny. It’s taking all your being to not jump him in front of his camera right now. Everything seemingly clicks into place. Why he got so weird at the restaurant. He didn’t want to tell you he was a cam boy. Why he never shared his content with you. Why he was always so secretive with his office and planning. He also happened to be the one streamer you would do anything for. Which meant in a way you were double horny for him? Maybe after he was done you could convince him to give you a private show? Or was that weird? Maybe that was weird. No harm in asking though. “Yes yoroslut the donations are hooked up to the vibrator. If you send a certain amount it correlates with a certain power setting on it.” He smiles as he replies to a comment. Your heart beats faster in your chest as you watch the live show. You could have some fun with this…
You pull out your phone and notice Kyojuro tense. You smirk and sit down on the ground, back against the wall. He furrows his brows as he watches you, obviously confused on what’s happening. You pull up his stream on your phone and lick your lips with anticipation. You click the donation button and the small gift option. After a couple seconds a low buzzing can be heard from Kyojuro. He tenses and his eyes widen as he realizes what you’re doing. His cock stiffens and you can feel your pussy throb hungrily. He’s trying to pay attention to the stream in front of him, but you were distracting. You donate a medium gift. Louder buzzing and Kyojuro lets out a breathy moan, eyes trained on you. He was searching your face, his muscles tensed because of you. His chest is heaving and you enjoy the way his cock twitches because of the donations you’re sending. Next was the large gift. Incredibly loud buzzing fills the room and Kyojuro doubles over gripping his desk. He whimpers and it cracks into a loud moan. You can hear his breathing from where you sit on his floor. The buzzing continues and Kyojuro starts to shake, his muscles flexing like crazy as he tries to contain himself. You read some of the comments flying by.
Great show. This is so hot!
This is why Yoro is my favorite!
So glad you decided to stream tonight!
Rengoku is letting out soft moans and his eyes squeeze shut. You can’t handle the hunger building in your chest and pussy so you crawl over on all fours to his chair. He’s already scooted out pretty far from trying to contain himself, so crawling under the desk is a simple task. Once you’re there you peer up at him. His blazing eyes meet yours and from the way he’s breathing you can tell he’s close to climaxing.
“I want you to be a good boy and cum in my mouth.” You whisper ever so lightly. His eyes widen slightly but then they flutter shut and he gives you the tiniest nod. You rip off the vibrator from his throbbing and twitching cock. You wrap your hand around him, but since he’s so girthy your hand barley covers any space. You work him as best you can nevertheless. Kyojuro grunts softly and he tries to look back at the comments. You like the way his dick feels in your hand, theres a slight curve at the tip that helps him not slip out of your handjob.
“I-I like,” He groans and his eyes shut again. “I enjoy ramen.” He pants. He must be answering a comment. It’s time for the finishing move. You smirk to yourself, even though you’re a little nervous. You were having fun now, but what about later when everyone had their clothes on and it got serious? You push those thoughts to the back of your head and kiss Kyojuro’s tip and make eye contact with him. You smooch it again and his body visibly shudders. You then take him in your mouth, lips curling around his length. “F-fuck.” He curses and you hear him hit the desk above you. “Sorry guys, I-I-I,” His eyes roll back into his head and without finishing you hear the end of the steam noise. You still bob your head up and down his cock. You can feel him tensing in your mouth. He tears off his mask and hat, watching you suck his pretty cock. He runs a hand through his hair and leans back in his chair, letting out a low rumbling moan. You hum against his dick and his hand is suddenly in your hair, tangled with the soft locks. He pulls your mouth off him and stares at you, breathless. “What the fuck are you doing princess?” He growls. The angry look on his face tells you that you should be scared, but the fact he called you princess in that tone makes you squirm with excitement.
“Reciting the declaration of independence.” You reply like a smartass. Kyojuro looks you up and down, spit dripping down your chin and a bit of his precum smeared under your lip. You glance down at his erection and then meet his gaze again. “Are you going to let me continue…or?” You trail off moving closer to him on your knees. Kyojuro’s last bit of humanity is thrown out the window as he can smell your delicious scent.
“No.” He replies in a raspy voice. You tilt your head as he stands from his chair and flops down on the bed. “Come over here y/n” He commands. Your eyes widen and heat crawls all over your body. Rengoku lays on the bed, putting a pillow underneath his head. His eyes track you as you slowly rise to your feet. You sheepishly drop the cardigan and step out of your sweats. Your tank top is easy to slip off over your head and your sports bra comes off with it. You then slowly shimmy out of your underwear. Rengoku’s eyes flit over every inch of your body. He looks away before glancing back. Taking a double take. You feel your whole body warm. “Now get over here princess.” His usual fiery eyes are dark and hungry. With the way your needy cunt pulses, you don’t waste any time. You crawl up on the bed with him and slowly start to position yourself over his chest. His eyes practically eat you up as you scoot a little closer. “Come on my love, you need to be on top for me to use my mouth.” He coos. You nervously bite your lip and sit down on his face. His nose to your clit and he doesn’t miss this oppurtunity to be smothered by your thick thighs. The tip of his nose rubbing against your clit and a soft moan slipping from your mouth. Before you have any time to react his tongue slips between your folds. A surprised yelp comes from your mouth as he continues to explore you with his tongue. It swirls against your clit, prodding the sensative spot like it was something stuck in his teeth he was trying to get out with his tongue. You try to find friction against his nose, biting your lip to contain your moans. Your breath becomes heavy and labored as Rengoku fucks you with his long tongue. You bring your finger to your mouth and bite down.
“Ah, Kyojuro, oh my god.” You murmured. Your words must motivate him to not let up on nudging your clit with his nose and lapping up your juices. “F-fuck, ungh, yes, right t-there.” You can feel the pressure of an orgasm building in the pit of your stomach. You feel like you’re seeing stars as he continues. Your hands are suddenly tangled in his hair holding him to your pussy. Your legs start to jerk as you ride out the shockwaves of your orgasm. You let out a howling moan, finally not holding back the sounds you wanted to make. You slide off his face and flop down on next to him. Kyojuro pants and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. He licks the juices off his hand and maintains eye contact with you.
“Fucking tasty. Best thing I've ever ate.” He pants, looking you up and down. “Don’t hold back those beautiful noises from me my love.” A boyish grin replaces the serious look on his face as he props himself up on his elbow. “So I guess you know what I do for a living now.” His cheeks are red and your heart pounds in your chest. Yeah and you were his top donator. “I hope you don’t mind, I mean it seems like you didn’t because…you know…we…” He glances away and bites his bottom lip. “What I’m trying to say is…what are you thinking right now?” His eyes meet yours again looking for an answer.
What were you supposed to say? You knew about him before so the shock of finding out that Yoro and Kyojuro were the same person hadn’t phased you. What was bothering you was Rengoku finding out that you were a fan of his. You feel like that would cause problems between the both of you and all you wanted was to be able to fuck him as you pleased. Hell, maybe you’d even start to date. You didn’t know, but him figuring out that you’d watched him before wouldn’t be good news.
“I think we should continue where we left off.”
Yeah, this was for the best.
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Never Forgotten
Summary: Your light has left but will never be forgotten.
CW: spoilers for season 2, themes of death, angst, established relationship, mentions of pregnancy
Note: I'm sad so you have to be.
In the quiet confines of your home, darkness seeping through the windows like an omen, you clutch a letter in trembling hands. The letter bears grave news, news that shatters your heart and leaves you with an indescribable ache. It carries the weight of a tragedy that has torn apart your family, your soul. The letter confirms what you had feared, yet hoped against hope would never come to pass—your husband, Rengoku, the valiant Flame Hashira, has fallen in battle, a casualty in the relentless war against the demons that plague the world.
As you read the words, tears flow freely down your face, staining the paper with your anguish. Memories cascade through your mind, vivid flashes of moments shared with Rengoku—his radiant smile, his unwavering determination, the strength and compassion that emanated from him. It feels as if the world has lost a guiding light, leaving you adrift in an endless sea of grief.
You touch your abdomen, a gesture of both comfort and sorrow. Your heart aches with the realization that Rengoku will never know about the life growing within you, the precious gift that fate had bestowed upon you both. You recall the tender conversations you had imagined, the joy that would have danced in his eyes when he learned he would be a father. It was a secret you had intended to share with him upon his triumphant return from battle, but now, those dreams lie shattered like fragile glass, never to be realized.
In the depths of your sorrow, a new presence fills your home. Your young son, Kenjuro, approaches, his innocent eyes reflecting a trace of his father's spirit. Every fiber of his being reminds you of Rengoku—the same vibrant personality, the fiery determination, and the unwavering sense of justice. Kenjuro is a living testament to the man you loved and lost, a constant reminder of the love and sacrifice that shaped your life.
As you hold your son, tears continue to stream down your cheeks, mingling with the bittersweet realization that while Rengoku may never meet his son, his legacy lives on within him. In Kenjuro, you see the strength to carry on, to honor Rengoku's memory, and to protect the flame of hope that he fought so fiercely to preserve.
The days pass, marked by the weight of absence and longing, but also by the flicker of determination that burns within your heart. You pledge to raise Kenjuro in a world free from the clutches of darkness, to ensure that the sacrifices of your husband and countless others were not in vain. Though your soul is burdened by grief, your resolve remains unyielding.
As the sun sets on another melancholic day, you whisper a vow to the heavens. "I will raise him to be strong and righteous, Rengoku. Your legacy will shine through him, and together, we will keep your flame alive."
In the face of loss, love endures, and the bond between you, Rengoku, and Kenjuro remains unbreakable, transcending the boundaries of life and death. And as you embrace your son, the echoes of Rengoku's spirit resonate, guiding you forward on a path of honor and remembrance, a path paved with the immeasurable love you hold for a fallen hero and the flickering hope that still remains.
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firsts- ft. kyojuro gn reader
first kiss
it had been raining that night, and both of you had ended up soaked and inside some abandoned hut in the mountains. you knew that if you had been stranded with anyone else, you would've been miserable. to keep warm, you started a fire, and once the flames got going, you peeked a glance at the man in front of you. his fiery hair shone even brighter than normal against the dark wood of the hut, and you couldn't help but get hit with an overwhelming feeling of yearning for him. while you were spaced out, rengoku felt your gaze on him as he pushed himself closer to you. it wasn't until you felt the tickle of his breath near your ear that you snapped out of it. you could feel his calloused hands holding your head gently as he tilted it up, your lips met
first date
not even a week after your first kiss, he invited you to a summer festival. you both got dolled up, and his breath hitched when he saw you in your outfit. you couldn't help but giggle as he closed his hands around your waist. that night you tried out a bunch of new foods, and you smiled to yourself as he enjoyed his meal. before you left, you decided to go see some fireworks for the first time; it was like shooting stars. you pointed at the sky and looked over to rengoku, but he was already staring at you. his gaze was softened, gentle, and you would remember that look for the rest of your life
first time holding hands
it had been a long day of training, and you had been on the way back to your room at the butterfly estate. distracted, you had walked directly into someone and landed on the floor. without even looking up, you began to apologize until you heard a laugh. an all too familiar one. glancing above you, you were met with the flame hashira. he reached his hand out to you, and you accepted, hoisting yourself up. he didn't let go though, and his warmth began to encapsulate you. he walked you back to your room and left you with a peck on the cheek
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Kyojuro stands at his toddlers bed, holding him close to his heart when he couldn't sleep and silently sings "The monster's gone, He's on the run and your daddy's here" calming himself more than the little bundle in his arms but he knows that he would give his own life to protect his child from everything.
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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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Part 2 of Tell Me to Stop will be posted at 10:00 PM EST.
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Kyojuro kissing you neck while shoving his dick deep inside you. "Is that good, baby?" Kyo asks you and you just shake your head. Kyojuro stops and lift up your head to look at him. "Baby, look at me when I talk." you tilt you head in confusion the Kyojuro blurs, "Does it feel good? Use your words, baby." you have no choose but to respond."Yes Kyo it does". "Good" he continues to kiss & fuck you slowly in your shared bedroom.
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May I put in an emergency request please? I'm so stressed and so burnt out that I just don't feel human anymore. I feel so numb to everything. ADHD makes me forgetful. Insomnia has me in its grip and each night can only sleep 2 to maybe 3 hours. My kids refuse to listen when I ask them to do anything. I'm taking care of my elderly parents full-time while working full-time. It's becoming too much to balance being a wife, mom, full-time everything to everyone. All the while people tell me that I need to do self-care and this, that and the other. It's nearly impossible when I'm depended on 100% of the time.
I'm asking for an emergency comfort because I just want to feel human again if only for 5 minutes. I want someone to take care of me for once. It can be with any of these characters: Kirishima, Bakugou, Shouto, Rengoku.
If this isn't the right kind of emergency, then I deeply apologize.
A flame of comfort - Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader
A/N: I'm truly sorry to hear that you're going through such a tough time. It sounds like you have a lot on your plate, and it's completely understandable that you're feeling overwhelmed. Please remember that it's important to prioritize self-care, even in small ways, to help alleviate some of that stress
EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST
The sun was setting over a serene mountain, casting a warm glow across the peaceful landscape. Kyojuro Rengoku, the Flame Hashira, stood there with you by his side. You had taken a rare day off from your duties to spend some quality time together. As the last rays of the sun painted the sky with fiery hues, Rengoku couldn't help but smile.
You leaned against him, your head resting on his shoulder. "You know, Kyojuro, this is beautiful. I'm so glad we could steal a moment away from our responsibilities."
Rengoku grinned, his trademark enthusiasm shining in his eyes. "Indeed, Y/N. It's crucial to cherish these moments of tranquility, just like a roaring flame that rests between battles."
The sun cast a warm, golden glow over the serene mountains, painting the world in shades of orange and red.
You walked away, feeling completely overwhelmed by your responsibilities, and leaned against a tree, your eyes heavy with exhaustion.
Rengoku approached you, his trademark enthusiasm evident in every step. "My love," he said, his voice as reassuring as the warmth of the sun, "I see the weight of the world on your shoulders. But remember, you don't have to bear it alone."
You looked up, your eyes meeting his deep, caring gaze. "But I have so much to do, and everyone depends on me," you confessed. "It's overwhelming."
He chuckled heartily, his characteristic fervor unwavering. "Just like a demon slayer, you take on the challenges with valor. But even the bravest warriors need a moment of respite. Today, let's forget the battles and responsibilities. Let's enjoy this beautiful evening."
As you sat down, you couldn't help but smile, the burdens of the world momentarily forgotten as Rengoku shared stories of his own struggles and the importance of finding joy in the simplest of moments. His infectious energy lifted your spirits. "Sometimes," he said, reaching for your hand, "we all need a helping hand to make the journey a bit lighter," he brought your palm to his lips and kissed your knuckles.
You watched the sun dip below the horizon, the sky painted in a tapestry of colors. With Rengoku by your side, you felt rejuvenated, like a weight had been lifted from your very soul.
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Thinking about Kyojuro coming home from a tough mission, absolutely exhausted and aching all over but craving intimacy. So you have him lie back, his fluffy, unruly hair splayed across the pillow, golden eyes half-lidded, and cheeks flushed pink as you ride him.
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Temptress
His hands were big, almost bigger than your chest. It was surprising the first time you looked at them, really looked at them. He was just sitting there, hand splayed out behind him to support his lean as he chatted with surrounding friends. His fingers added to the length, but the way the muscles made his hand look like a piece of art was something you’d never noticed about anyone else. Then, he’d glance over at you staring at his hands, curiosity getting the better of him. He noticed the way your eyes were half lidded, almost as if you were in a daze.
“Y/n?” He felt his mouth say your name, but he didn’t mean to say it so loud. Now everyone was staring at the two of you. Your attention was now on his eyes, how vibrant they looked in the sun. A mix of red and yellow haze.
“Yes?” You smile innocently, like you weren’t just thinking mostly devious thoughts about your friend’s hands. He glances at the small crowd and then back to you.
“Would you like to come with me to get some snacks for everyone?” He gets up to stand, stretching out his arms in front of you. Was he always this built?
“Uhh…” Your brain stops working as he smiles at you, a smile that lit up places that weren’t usually supposed to feel this way. “Sure…” You finally reply. His smile grows as he starts to walk toward the inner hallways of the building. You follow silently behind him, observing the way his stride was longer than yours. He suddenly stops and you nearly walk into his back.
“Y/n.” He states firmly, turning to look at you. You’re confused now. What could he want?
“Yes?” You watch as he lifts his hand in front of your face.
“Why were you staring at my hands so much?” He questions. You blink, then blink again. Huh? He noticed? Fuck.
“Well, uh, heh.” You glance to either side, wondering if you should just book it away from him. He almost seems to sense what you’re thinking of because he closes the distance between you. “What are you-?”
“I bet you I can take a guess.” He whispers. You furrow your brows, shaking your head slightly. He couldn’t possibly-no, he can’t know what you were thinking of. Right? You laugh awkwardly, trying to cover up how hot your body was getting.
“You don’t need to do that-”
“You, y/n, are very vulgar.” He studies his fingers one by one and then moves his middle and ring finger down, meeting your gaze over his knuckles. A small gasp escapes your lips. “Do you want to tell me specifics, or should I make up my own story?” He smirks, stepping even closer to you.
“Kyojuro…” At first you want to deny him the pleasure, but did you also want to deny yourself? “Meet me at my place later, then I’ll tell you exactly what to do.”
“As you wish, temptress.”
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🔆🍜°Rengoku Kyojuro°
///One-shots
///Headcanons
Hot things they do
Giyuu-like
Pregnant
///Drabbles
🔆Never Forgotten
Your light is gone but never forgotten.
🔆Gift
You buy him a gift.
🔆When you wear his clothes
🔆How the hashira comfort you
🔆Unrequited feelings
🔆A Rose by Any Other Name
///Series
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He finds you where ground meets sky. Silhouetted by stars and the coppery glow of the moon.
You’re a pretty contrast of white against the inky skyline, seated on the curb in some seedy bar’s parking lot with your head in your hands. His heart is in his throat as he approaches, keys jangling in one sweaty palm and his cell phone searing his other. The scrub of his shoe against the gravel draws your attention to him, and he can’t even when you gaze up at him with those big, doe-like eyes of yours.
Beneath the mascara running from your red-rimmed eyes, marring your cheeks, and drip-dropping onto your dress, he still finds you beautiful. With your lips swollen crimson from biting them and crying and screaming. And your cheeks. Well, they’re puffy and patchy with foundation, mottled red beneath from the frustration you’ve endured throughout the night. Yet, to him, you are still the most gorgeous woman he’s ever seen. Drawn to you like the moon to Earth. And his throat is dry because of it; his voice caught beneath the sand filling his chest as he reaches cautious fingers towards you.
Sure, your birthday costume—an ivory dress bearing the swell of your thighs, golden sandals strapped to your ankles, and faux angel wings hanging haphazardly from your shoulders—looks worse for wear. Stained black from the concrete and sticky from the drinks you threw back to celebrate another rotation around the sun. But at this moment, he wants nothing more than to hold you. Smooth your hair back while he rocks you and whispers there there, and it’s alright into the crown of your head. And maybe, just maybe, he unconsciously moves to complete the thought when your eyes glaze over, and your lips tremble. His heart plummets into his stomach whilst he bites back a sound of his own.
You’ve always been such a crybaby. His crybaby.
You shiver in the safety of his arms. Jagged warbles bleeding from your mouth into the shoulder of his jacket alongside hot tears, and I’m sorry whimpered against his neck. His hold around your middle tightens. As does your grip on his back. And maybe there’s a little bit of teeth there as you try your hardest to form coherent words. He shushes you. Gentle. Gentle as he sways you side to side, stroking up the shaky expanse of your spine. Lets you pour your emotions into him until the quaking of your body transitions into light tremors, and your sobs turn to soft hiccups.
#rengoku x reader#kyojuro x reader#rengoku kyojuro x reader#kny fanfic#kny reader insert#kyojuro drabble#I’ve been very sad lately#i just need some feels
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.overdose ; ch - 0 : prologue snippet : sfw
rengoku kyoujurou x reader
word count ; .4
a.n. : i have no idea if i’ll ever actually get this fic out or continue to let it rotate in the microwave of my brain, but i figured;
heehoo, why not and at least try and see where this goes. i make absolutely no promises of getting this thing done, so enjoy what’s here for what it is, i guess. 🌸
“Hey, Kyoujurou, do you believe in reincarnation..?”
“Reincarnation..?” he softly echoed, eyes gazing at you with puzzlement.
It was as though he had been trying to make sense of what brought on the topic that you wished to gain his perspective on. For to him, it had come out of nowhere - out of left field almost. But given his condition, it registered eventually why the topic must have come up.
“The belief where you’re reborn as something or someone else when you pass away...”
The clarification on what you had meant caused him to hum in thought as he leaned back against the pillows that you had piled upon his infirmary bed, much to his dismay. He had already burdened you enough, but you had insisted on making him comfortable, regardless of how he had vehemently insisted you needn’t do so.
You had already helped in saving his life that night he had thought it was all over. For him, that had been enough… you needn’t have fret and cared for him further.
“I’ve heard of it, why do you ask?”
When he lifted his eyes to meet your gaze once more, there was a soft, but bittersweet smile that pulled at your lips. It was tight, almost forced. And while he may be dense on occasion, he didn’t fail to notice the pained look in your eyes, one that mixed with melancholy.
“Because when I die… I truly do believe I’ll be reborn and find you again, no matter what it takes.” From where you sat upon the edge of his bed, you reached over and gently took his hand in your own, holding it tight. “So when that happens, let’s promise to stay together, okay?”
The touch had been so warm… like an anchor to keep him tethered to reality.
To keep him tethered to you.
Nonetheless, he returned the hold just as tightly and gave you a soft, tender smile. For while he may not know what came after death, he never wished to be apart from you; not in this life, or the next.
“I do rather enjoy the sound of that concept, as far-fetched as it may be,” he admitted as he closed his eyes a little and leaned his weight against your shoulder, relaxing against you. “But as a promise to you, I’ll try.”
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