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Crimson Guardian Part2 NSFW

Please check out Part One

Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader

18+ MDNI!🚫

CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.

Y/N POV

Scenario: Once you agree to Kyojuro's request, you gather with Kagaya and the other Hashira to share your decision to retire early. But as you spend time with Kyojuro, you start noticing some changes in his behavior. You can't help but wonder, did you make a big mistake? He's your husband, after all. Surely, he wouldn't try to control or manipulate you. Maybe he's just worried about your safety and wants the best for you, right?

- Two Endings

A month had passed since I laid down my sword for the last time. I've spent my time at the Rengoku Estate as I had anticipated, assisting Senjuro with chores and cooking, while striving to earn Shinjuro's favor.

However, it all felt sluggish my days stretched out, feeling so unproductive.

Kyojuro was called on a mission far away, and he's been gone for almost two weeks now. I find myself overcome with loneliness, feeling hollow inside.

When I wasn't busy helping Senjuro, I often took walks and started getting into reading, though lately, I've found myself drawn to books on swordsmanship and battle techniques. It might seem pointless now, but it's all I have to occupy my mind.

Many times, I caught myself pacing around the estate, practicing fighting stances or swinging an imaginary sword, earning some strange looks from anyone nearby.

But I couldn't bring myself to share any of this with Kyojuro. I wanted him to believe I had moved on from being a demon slayer. Instead, I painted a picture of focusing on myself and preparing for the prospect of starting a family.

I've been writing to him almost every day since he left, keeping him updated on what's been happening back home and just checking in on him.

He says his mission has been successful so far, and he should be home very soon, which is good news. It's difficult to fully embrace retirement when the person you did it for isn't even here to enjoy it with you.

Today has been particularly slow. All I've done is help water the plants outside and dive deeper into my books. Shinjuro has been in his room, drinking, while Senjuro has been practicing his writing inside. And here I am, sitting under this same tree, reading the same book on breathing techniques for the past three hours...

However, my entire mood shifted the moment I heard the cawing of a crow announcing Kyojuro's return from his mission. He was finally home.

I could feel the excitement as I watched him walk through the gates of the estate, his big, bright eyes and fiery hair a welcome sight.

It didn't take long for him to spot me, as he quickly ran up and grabbed me, spinning me around in his arms.

"I've missed you so much, my little flame!" His booming voice was a comforting sound to hear in this moment.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he held me.

"I missed you so much, Kyo." It didn't take long for that hollow feeling I had earlier to finally disappear.

After he finally put me down, he pulled away to get a better look at me, scanning me up and down with his usual happy smile.

"You look so beautiful, my dear. Retirement seems to be treating you well already!"

"Oh, do you really think so?"

"Of course, sunflower. It's good to finally see you dressed casually and enjoying yourself at home. One of the main reasons my mission was such a success was because I wasn't worried about you. I knew you would be here waiting for me when I returned. I knew you would be safe."

I almost felt guilty. Since he left, I've been so bored out of my mind, stuck here at the estate, but if it’s really helping by keeping his mind at ease while he’s away I guess I don’t mind.

"How are you doing, my love? I know writing in letters can only reveal so much. Are you really okay?"

His voice softened, and his smile grew gentler. My heart raced at the sound. No matter how much time passed, I was still as in love and attracted to Kyojuro as I was the first time we met.

"Yes, I'm doing great. Senjuro and I have been quite productive lately. We even discussed setting up a small vegetable garden in the yard to reduce our trips to the village market." I forced a happy smile onto my face.

"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy you're finally making this old place your own." He then pulled me into another hug, burying me in his chest.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth—that I was bored and missed the core and all my comrades and friends. They had all become so busy with work that I went from seeing them every day to never at all, so quickly.

As I relaxed into his embrace, I felt his body tense slightly. He pulled away from me slowly, his expression puzzled.

"Sunflower... what is it you're reading?"

I glanced behind me to see my book still lying on the ground, its cover exposed. It was just a book, surely not that significant.

"Oh, that's just an old breathing technique book I found in the study room. I thought it looked the most interesting out of the available options."

He looked at me for a moment, then took my hands in his, holding them tightly.

"My love, if you had told me you wanted to read, I would have gladly bought you as many books as you wanted. You don't need to waste your time sitting and reading about attacks and breathing techniques anymore." His voice was filled with concern.

Little did he know, I chose this book specifically to occupy my mind. If I couldn't fight anymore, the least I could do was read about it.

"That's sweet of you, Kyo, but honestly, I don't mind."

His smile returned somewhat, and he moved his hands to hold my shoulders, gently leading me back to the main part of the estate.

"Let's get you inside, my love. I'll tell you all about my mission!"

I allowed him to guide me back, passing Senjuro on the way.

"Go ahead, little flame. I need to have a word with Senjuro."

I observe as he starts walking toward his younger brother; they engage in conversation, and I begin to make my way indoors.

Despite my initial intention to leave, a strange hesitation washes over me. I linger by the doorframe, eavesdropping on their discussion.

Senjuro's voice reaches me first. "Welcome home, brother. How was your mission?"

"It went smoothly. I'm relieved to be back," he responds, pausing briefly.

"Senjuro, how's Y/N? Have you noticed anything unusual about her lately?" My ears perk up at the mention of my name.

"Y/N? She seems fine, I suppose. She's been quite helpful with chores around here," Senjuro replies.

"I see. Have you noticed her reading more?" he probes further.

"I think so. Though I'm not sure what she's been reading," Senjuro admits.

"I see. Please, keep an eye on her for me, Senjuro. I'm concerned," Kyojuro says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Concerned about her reading?" Senjuro's confusion is evident.

"No, just in general."

With that, I turned away from the door, deciding it was best to stop listening in.

Why would Kyojuro worry about me? I'm safe at home, just like he wanted. Wasn't that the whole point of being here? To ease his mind?

I can feel a mix of frustration brewing inside me, and I'm not sure if it's aimed at Kyojuro or myself. I've always prided myself on my swordsmanship, setting high goals and pushing myself hard to protect others and find purpose.

But now, I can't even enjoy reading a book about what I love without making my husband worry.

I step into the kitchen, ready to get a head start on preparing dinner. Gathering the cooking utensils and spices, I realize all that's left is to chop some of the vegetables.

As I rinse them off, I notice we're short on a few key ingredients.

My garden plans with Senjuro would have been perfect right now. Looks like I'll have to make another trip to the market.

Letting out a small sigh, I tidy up and head towards the door to slip on my shoes. Honestly, I could use some fresh air. I feel guilty leaving knowing Kyojuro just got here, but I think he’d much rather dinner be super good than complain about me stepping out.

I had a stranger Lingering feeling. There's something about his smile that feels off, like there's a hidden pressure behind it. Why?

As I'm slipping on my shoes, I sense someone standing over me.

"Where are you off to, sunflower?" Kyojuro inquires.

"Just getting a head start on dinner and realized we're missing a few things. I was about to run to the market," I reply.

"Hurry back to me, my love. You know I don't like it when you're away." His warm smile could melt anyone's heart.

He plants a kiss on my cheek before heading back into the other room.

As much as I adore him and miss him, I need just a moment alone to think right now.

As I make my way to the village, I pick up some vegetables, meat, and a few other things we need for the estate. On my way back, I spot Tengen and his wives. They seem to notice me too, especially Makio, who starts waving enthusiastically in my direction.

I walk over to them, feeling happy to finally see some familiar faces. It feels like it's been ages since we last caught up.

“Y/N, it's good to see you," Tengen greets warmly.

“How have you been? We haven’t seen you in forever!” Makio cries out excitedly.

"I've been well, how are all of you?"

"We've been doing just great," he responds.

"How's, uh, retirement?" Hina asks with a half smile.

"Oh, retirement has been... great," I reply, attempting to sound convincing, though I'm not entirely sure I believe it myself.

Tengen lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Sorry, but it's just so hard to believe. You had one of the flashiest breathing styles and trained almost every day, only to retire before becoming a Hashira. I just always thought you were too stubborn to quit so early.”

Hina shoots him a quick glare.

But it's all true; Tengen and his wives have been around since before the beginning of my and Kyojuro’s relationship, training with us, going on missions, and even just hanging out together casually.

They exchange silent glances for a moment and I notice Tengen’s expression change into a more serious one.

"Y/N, Kyojuro is one of my closest friends, and it's really not my place, but... do you think maybe you decided all that just a tad too quickly?" Tengen sounds more sincere this time.

"I mean, you were on your way to becoming a Hashira yourself," Suma adds.

Taking a deep breath, I realize they're right, but I already knew that. I wasn’t the one they should be lecturing in this scenario. I never wanted to retire; I just wanted to make Kyojuro happy.

"I promise. This is a decision I've made. I want to settle down and start a family with Kyo. I wouldn’t want to risk going out on a mission and dying before having that opportunity," I assert.

Though they still seem unconvinced, Tengen puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

“Kyojuro's a lucky man to have someone who cares about him so much. However, I think you should stay in tune with your training for now.”

“You are still so young, Y/N! It’s always possible that once you have children, you could potentially want to come out of retirement. Maybe be a trainer for young slayers!” Makio adds with a hopeful tone.

Suddenly, my spirits lift. They were right. Just because I retire now doesn’t mean I can’t come out of retirement in a few years. As long as I keep training at home, I should be fine!

“I suppose you are all right. I will definitely keep training. I’m sure Kyo will think that’s a great idea.”

“That’s the spirit. I’m glad we got to run into you,” Tengen says with his usual smile.

“I’m glad I got to see all of you. I promise I’ll try to make an effort to come around more.”

“That sounds perfect,” Hina exclaimed.

After we exchange our goodbyes, I watch them walk off together, smiling and talking.

A wave of realization and relief washes over me. Maybe retirement didn’t have to be as bad as I was making it out to be.

Upon finally arriving back at the estate, I walked up to the entrance with a smile on my face.

I recalled there was a book in the study that taught some solo hand-to-hand combat techniques, perfect for practicing alone. I made a mental note to pick it up once I returned and start reading it after dinner.

As I entered, Senjuro greeted me with a warm smile.

“Welcome back, Y/N. I’ll finish up dinner since you went out of your way to get everything,” he offered kindly.

“Oh, you don’t have to do all that. I don’t mind,” I replied.

“I insist. You haven’t seen my brother for a while now, and I think he could use your company,” he chuckled nervously.

I hesitated for a second.

“Okay, only if you're sure,” I said, handing over the basket of food and supplies I had bought from the market.

He headed off to the kitchen, leaving me in the entryway, so I decided to make my way to our bedroom, shared by Kyojuro and me.

As I entered, I noticed he had changed out of his uniform into his more casual attire.

He looked at me with a kind smile on his face.

“I see you made it back safely,” he said, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

He buried his face into the side of my neck, kissing it softly.

I felt myself shiver at his touch. He seemed so gentle and loving right now. I had truly missed him so much these past few weeks.

I gently ran my fingers through his fiery hair as I spoke, "I ran into Tengen and his wives at the market."

He pulled away slightly to look at me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

"Really? Were they happy to see you?" he asked with a big smile.

"Yes, they were. We hadn't realized it had been so long since we all saw each other."

Kyojuro appeared to be deep in thought. "I suppose you're right. It has been a while since all of us got together. I should arrange for us to have dinner sometime!" he exclaimed happily.

I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I think that would be lovely."

"What else did you all talk about? You were gone for quite some time," he inquired.

I debated telling him about their suggestion that I should consider keeping up with training and possibly coming out of retirement, but ultimately decided against it.

"Tengen was just telling me about a mission he had gone on recently. Nothing too crazy," I replied.

Kyojuro seemed satisfied with this answer. Why would I lie? I've never had any reason to lie to him before.

"That's great, sunflower. I'm happy you finally got to see some company. You seem so happy!" he remarked, his affection evident in his tone.

We lingered in each other's embrace for a few more moments until Senjuro's voice rang out, announcing that dinner was ready.

Hand in hand, we made our way to the table. Upon arrival, we found Senjuro had already set the table and prepared everything. Surprisingly, Shinjuro was already seated, wearing his usual drunken scowl, but he remained mostly silent.

As we ate, Kyojuro attempted to share details about his recent mission with his father, but received only silence and grunts in response. Despite years of trying, it seemed Kyojuro still sought his father's approval.

It felt kind of pointless to expect anything from Shinjuro. Even though I ended up spending more time with him than with Kyojuro lately, I just kept my distance. Honestly, I think he might even appreciate it.

After a few minutes of listening to Kyojuro, Shinjuro got up and was the first to leave the table, retreating to his room.

Though Kyojuro seemed disappointed, he maintained his neutral smile as he also began to wrap up his meal.

Once we had all finished eating, I stood up to collect the dishes for washing and putting away. However, Senjuro insisted on taking care of everything himself.

Feeling a bit defeated, I abandoned the task and decided to head to the study to grab that training book.

However, upon arrival, I was met with an unsettling sight. All the books were gone, every shelf completely empty...

As I made my way back to my room, confusion swirled within me like never before.

Upon entering, I found Kyojuro already preparing for sleep. His eyes brightened at the sight of me, and he gestured for me to join him under the covers of the futon.

Crawling in beside him, he enveloped me in his arms, pulling me close. With my head against his chest, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.

"Kyojuro," I speak up.

"What is it, little flame?" He asks planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"What happened to all the books in the study?"

I sense a slight tension in his body at the question.

"I'm not sure, my love. Perhaps father had them moved. I'll make sure to get you some new books soon," he reassures me.

I stay silent, convinced by his explanation. What other reason could there be? Surely, Kyojuro doesn't attach much importance to old books collecting dust for years.

As I lay nestled in Kyo's arms, I feel the weight of exhaustion settling in. His breathing slows, It won't be long before sleep overtakes us both.

A week had passed, and the books still hadn't reappeared. I'd given up on getting a response out of Shinjuro. And it seemed that Senjuro wasn't even aware of their disappearance, which was even stranger.

So here I was again, under the same tree, rereading the same book for the third time.

Despite this, it was a beautiful day. The sky was bright and the air was refreshing. It would have been a shame not to enjoy it.

With Kyojuro gone early this morning for a hashira meeting, it's just me now, left to ponder my thoughts. I can't help but recall what Tengen and his wives said about keeping up with training.

Honestly, with my doting husband always around, their advice slipped my mind. But now, with some time to myself, I figure it's a good opportunity to get some practice in.

I don't have the exact combat training books I'd like, but I'll make do with what I remember from my days in the core.

Grabbing a wooden sword that Kyojuro and Senjuro sometimes use.

My target? A nearby tree. I start off slow, practicing basic strikes and focusing on my footwork. It's a few hours of intense concentration, but it feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I missed this, the feeling of swinging a sword, the rush of adrenaline with each move. It's like finding a piece of myself I forgot was missing.

My excitement fades as I notice a looming shadow, revealing Kyojuro standing there. Still in his uniform, he must have just returned from the meeting. His expression is stern, arms crossed in clear disapproval.

"What are you doing, Y/N?" His voice is cold, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I was just... training a bit," I reply nervously.

"Training? Training for what?" He begins to approach me, his demeanor serious.

For some reason, I instinctively start to back up as he approaches me. Before I know it, my back is against the tree I was just practicing on.

He closes the distance between us, his face inches from mine. This side of Kyojuro is unfamiliar to me; he appears downright angry.

"Why are you doing this, sunflower? You're inactive in the core, retired. There's absolutely no reason for you to pick up a sword and train again," his voice is harsh.

"I just thought that maybe if I stayed in shape and continued training a bit, perhaps in the future I could come out of retirement. Maybe even help train new slayers coming out of final selection," I suggest.

- Ending One (Positive fluff)

He gazes at me, his expression filled with confusion. “Sunflower, why would you want that? I thought the whole point of you wanting to retire was to be at home with me, to start a family together.”

Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to be honest and ip front with him now. Kyojuro is my husband, and if he truly loves me, he'll understand.

Slowly, I reach out and take his hand, bringing it up to rest against my chest.

“Kyojuro, I love you more than anything, and I want to start a family and be with you more than anything. But I also have to pursue the things that make me happy. Fighting alongside you and our friends has always been one of those things,” I explain, hoping he'll see my perspective.

His eyes soften, and I can tell he feels guilty for not considering my happiness more deeply.

"I'm still scared, Y/N. I'm scared of losing the love of my life, my wife. If you continue being a demon slayer, there will be times when I won't be able to protect you. Times when you'll be in situations where you'll have to fight to the death to defend yourself," he admits, his voice filled with worry.

He's right. There will be moments when I'll have to risk my life for the sake of others. But that's exactly why I signed up for this. That's what I want to do, with him by my side.

Gently, I lift his hand to my lips and place a kiss on his knuckles, mirroring the affection he always shows me.

"I'll fight until my last breath for a life without demons, so that hopefully someday us and our children can live the life we deserve," I declare softly.

He removes his hand from mine placing is on my cheek. His gaze loving and caring now.

“You never cease to set my heart ablaze little flame. You always make me remember that powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for being so selfish.”

It makes me feel better that he also acknowledges how he’s been acting lately. It makes me feel more validated that I wasn’t completely going crazy. And still I forgive him.

I know Kyojuro’s heart, I know how pure and kind it is, and I know he would never do anything to harm me or keep me alway from something I’m so passionate about.

He pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms protectively around me.

“I want you to be happy my love, it was wrong of me to try and control someone as amazing as you. I will do everything I can to support and protect you. Wether it’s here at home, or out on the battle field.”

His words melt my heart.

He removes his hand from mine, placing it gently on my cheek. His gaze softens, filled with love and care.

"You never fail to ignite my heart, little flame. You always remind me of the powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for being so selfish," he confesses.

His acknowledgment of his recent behavior brings me some comfort. It validates my feelings and assures me that I'm not imagining things. And yet, I find it in my heart to forgive him.

I know Kyojuro's heart, its purity and kindness. I trust that he would never intentionally harm me or stand in the way of my passions.

Pulling me into his embrace, he wraps his arms protectively around me.

"I want nothing more than your happiness, my love. It was wrong of me to try to control someone as incredible as you. I'll do everything in my power to support and protect you, whether it's here at home or out on the battlefield," he promises.

This was the man I fell in love with, the man I vowed to spend my dying days with. I’m certain that I made the right decision.

- Ending Two (Angsty Smut)

He shakes his head. "No. No way. If you're going to stay retired, then you need to stay retired. That was the deal. I won't risk losing you. You're far too precious to me." His tone is softer now, but still firm.

"But why can't I just practice for a bit?"

"Because this isn't what you want. You don't actually want this. It's not your passion. This is only because of your past life." He's more serious than ever.

"What's so wrong with me wanting to stay sharp?"

"You're supposed to be focusing on your future and your new life with me! And you can't do that if you keep holding onto your past. It's not a part of who you are anymore."

His words strike me. Was it so bad that I wanted to practice and maybe eventually come back?

"This is the last thing we're going to discuss. As a Hashira, I have the authority to confiscate your weapon, so hand it over. From this point forward, I will not tolerate you engaging in anything remotely related to demon slaying."

I reluctantly hand over my wooden sword. My heart drops, and tears begin to well up in my eyes.

"Y/N. I'm sorry, my love, but this is for the best. It's only because I love you." His voice softens, his expression more forgiving.

I'm filled with anger. Why is he acting like this? Why doesn't he want to fight alongside me anymore? Balancing our relationship and our profession is tough, but plenty of people make it work.

Why does he seem to think it's impossible for me to fight? I am strong. I've always been strong.

His thumb brushes away a tear from my eye as I lift my head to look at him.

This time, his expression changes.

He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "If you won't listen to me, I'll just have to give you a reason to stay off your feet."

A shiver runs down my spine as his lips meet mine, his hands holding my hips firmly in place.

Before I know it, he's lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me back into the estate.

“Kyo, put me down! Let's just talk!” I protest, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

He takes me to our bedroom and pins me down on the futon.

“There’s nothing more to say, sunflower. If I can't keep you from fighting anymore, maybe having a child will,” he says, his voice tinged with desire.

I open my mouth to speak, but his lips on mine cut me off. His tongue pushes its way inside, making its way around my mouth.

I try to pull away, but his hands hold my head in place, and the taste of his mouth is overwhelming.

When he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.

He leans in, kissing and biting at my neck. His hands move down my body, grabbing and squeezing my breasts and my waist.

I let out a small whimper as he sucks and bites at my skin.

Suddenly, I feel his fingers brush against my entrance through my clothes.

He pulls away to look at me. "Already so wet for me, and we've barely done anything. Were you doing all of this to make me angry on purpose?”

My face burns with embarrassment, but I can't help but crave his touch.

He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, staring into my eyes with a mischievous smile.

"You want this, don't you, sunflower?" He asks as his free hand caresses my face.

I nod desperately, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Then beg for it," he commands, his loving voice contested his actions.

"Please, Kyo, please I need it. I need you."

He releases his grip on my wrists and moves to undo his pants.

"There’s my little flame."

He lines himself up with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside.

I try not to tense, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate him.

He lets out a low groan, his warm breath tickling my ear.

He waits for a moment before beginning to thrust into me, each movement deeper than the last.

I gasp and moan beneath him, gripping his shoulders.

He lets out a groan as he bottoms out.

"Mine," he whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

He begins to move again, thrusting harder and faster. I'm filled with so much pleasure that I'm seeing stars.

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but just before I can finish, he stops.

"Kyo, please, I need it." I whine.

"Not yet, my love.” he replies, his voice heavy with lust.

He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied.

He flips me over and pushes my head into the pillow, my ass now in the air.

"Don't worry, little flame, I'm not finished with you just yet."

He enters me again, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me from behind.

"I can't wait to have you pregnant. You're going to look so beautiful."

He reaches a hand around to rub my clit, bringing me even closer to my peak.

I try to hold back my moans and he touches me. His words only make me feel hotter.

I can feel myself getting closer once again, and he seems to notice as well.

"Do you want to finish, my love?"

"Yes, yes please," I beg.

He increases the speed of his thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside of me.

I can feel myself approaching the edge again, and he continues to push me towards it.

"I'm going to fill you up, my love. Make you mine.”

His thrusts grow more erratic as he reaches his peak, releasing deep inside of me.

I collapse onto the futon , completely exhausted.

Kyojuro rolls off me and lays beside me, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him.

"We're going to be so happy, Y/N. Just you, me, and our child. Everything is going to be perfect," he reassures me, running his fingers through my hair.

I'm too tired to respond, so I just listen to the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing.

"I love you, sunflower. No matter what, you're mine.”

Sorry this one took me so long to get out, I hope you all enjoyed it! I’d love to hear your feedback!

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reticent-writer · 10 months

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rengoku adopts sweet, timid 4yo reader (who’s the child of a civilian who died and had no other family members to care for them, so rengoku decided to adopt them) and gets a second wind during his fight with akaza because he wants to live to see reader grow up :’)

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"Mr. Kyo, I don't want you to go." You whined as you held onto his pants leg, tugging on him to take at least a day an attempt to get him to stay. You had followed him to the edge of the village before latching onto him as a last resort. He picked you up and placed you on his hip, heading back to his house. "I'll be back soon, don't worry. You'll be in the good hand of Senjuro." He attempted to cheer you up. "But I'm gonna miss you." You cried into his shoulder. Since he adopted you, he had noticed your fear of losing people you were close to. A clear example of this was when you wouldn't let anyone leave the house without you and vice versa. This mission that Rengoku was on was going to take at least a day to get to the station. Kyojuro patted you on your back humming a tune that his mother hummed to him and continued on his way to drop you off with Senjuro.

Broken ribs, a busted eye, and almost completely exhausted. Rengoku was not doing so well, this fight was definitely one of the hardest for him.

The moment he was able to stop and take a deep breath, he did and it hurt. He closed his good eye and relaxed, and image of your crying face popped into his

"I will see my duty fulfilled. No matter what it takes no body will die here." Rengoku was tired and everyone watching could tell.

Smoke clouded the vision of the trio as tension settled in.

When the smoke started to clear and Rengoku could be seen with a pained expression. It had taken the rest of the strength he had left to cut both of Akaza's arms and cut his neck.

"I Will Not Die Here." He screamed as his blade slowly made its way through the demon's neck. "My daughter is waiting for me."

"You won't have to if you become a demon then you could go back to her, safe and sound." Akaza panicked as he tried to persuade the Hashira.

The sun was coming up.

As the sun touch Akaza's skin he winched and kicked Rengoku away from him. He ran into the safety of the trees, taking Rengoku's sword with him.

The flame Hashira laid on his back as the trio surrounded him asking if he was okay.

Rengoku didn't respond instead, he just smiled.

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'I had only one thought before the slaughter, this man will not make an orphan of my daughter' - Aaron Burr

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haikyuubby · 11 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮…

❀ - 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 , 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 , 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 , 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 , 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 , 𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮

rengoku

• he fell for you about 2 months after meeting you. whether you’re in the demon slayer corps or not, he falls head over heels for you.

• rengoku’s the type of guy to be open about his crush on you. he’s always boasting about you to other people, and this is how you figured out that he had a crush on you.

• after you heard him talking about you to someone, you decide to confront him about his feelings.

• “Of course I like you, y/n! Which is why I’m asking you to be my girlfriend!” he exclaims happily.

• when you accept his offer, he gives you a warm hug and and swears that he’ll do everything in his power to protect you.

tengen

• now we all know that tengen already has 3 wives, but let’s imagine that he’s open for a 4th wife. he didn’t plan to have another, but you changed his mind. let me also mention that he already talked to makio, suma, and hinatsuru about this, and they approve of this.

• tengen fell for you unintentionally. like i said, he already has 3 wives, so why would he need another? (the more the merrier i guess)

• he couldn’t help himself when he saw you for the first time. he thought you were so flashy. with the way you dress, the way your hair was done, how you carried yourself, he thought you were absolutely beautiful.

• after you caught his eye, he came up and sparked a conversation with you, it started along the lines of “Hey, you there! I like how flashy your outfit is!“

• you caught the vibe that he wanted you after you started counting how many times in a day he brought up the idea of having a “4th wife”.

• after he introduced you to his wives, he proposed shortly after. when you accept, him and his wives welcome you into their family with open arms.

sanemi

• oh boy.

• he would honestly ignore all feelings he has, unless you show signs of liking him.

• this is because he thinks of dating as “pointless” and “a waste of time” considering him being a hashira.

• he couldn’t help but realize that he actually liked your company. he enjoyed the times that you’d go out of your way to hang out with him.

• you’d also notice that while he’s very…aggressive and rough with other people, he seemed to be a little more gentle with you. he still had his outbursts and things like that, but you knew that he liked having you around.

• he randomly confessed to you after you guys got in a pointless argument. he didn’t even mean to confess fr but 😍

• “I’m sorry, y/n. I want you to just…be happy with me. I want you to be my girlfriend.” he admits after said argument.

• “Don’t get all mushy on me now…” he’ll say after you accept his offer (yes you might’ve had watery eyes because you didn’t expect this from him, no one would).

obanai

• i don’t see him confessing to his crush unless said crush confesses first.

• which, he doesn’t. until one day he got waaaaayyy too jealous when he caught you conversing with another hashira.

• tbh you weren’t even flirting, and he knew that. he just got so insanely jealous. the way you smiled, your body language being so…welcoming? it made him sick.

• you two usually hung out on a tree, talking and enjoying each other’s company, until tonight.

• he was at your usual hangout spot, but he seemed more standoffish than usual.

• he mentioned how he saw you talking to said hashira from earlier, and how your body language was so open and welcoming. obanai said “You’re never that…way with me. Do you like (enter random hashira here)?”

• you couldn’t help but smile, realizing that obanai caught feelings for you.

• “No, Obanai. I like you. I’m sorry if you think I’m not open with you, I just get nervous sometimes because I have feelings for you.” you responded.

• you could tell that your response made him happy. you two scooted closer together and rested your head on each other’s and looked at the night sky.

• let’s just say, he assumed then that you two were together. if you ever said something like “technically you never asked me out that night” to obanai, he wouldn’t hesitate to say that you’re his.

tanjiro

• tanjiro is such a kind soul, so realizing that he likes you can be a bit difficult.

• you weren’t stupid though

• after a while, you finally caught onto the way he’d blush when talking to you, when he’d brush his hand against yours on purpose when you two walked beside each other, i mean really?

• after having a few talks with zenitsu, inosuke, and nezuko, he decided to finally ask you out.

• it was night time and you two were hanging out on the rooftop at the butterfly estate.

• “Y/n, I have something to tell you. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a really long time and I…I think it’s the right time now.” he says while turning to face you.

• you sat upright, praying in your mind that he was gonna confess his feelings for you.

• “What is it?” you ask.

• “Y/n, I really like you. More than a friend. I’m hoping that these feelings are mutual because…I want you to be my girlfriend.” he says while getting something out of his pocket.

• what laid in front of you was a bracelet, you can tell he made it, and that caused heat to rush to your face.

• as you hold out your wrist for him to put the bracelet on, you tell him that you like him too, and that you’d love to be his girlfriend.

• “This bracelet, it’s nice. I’ll make sure to cherish it forever.” you say while admiring it.

• just gotta say that i feel like he’d be the best bf ever. lmk if y’all want headcannons for that 😋

zenitsu

• he fell for you the first time he met you. of course, he thought you were gorgeous and he expressed that.

• the problem is that he acted that way with every girl that he saw, so you thought to yourself “Why would I be special to him?”

• what you didn’t know is that he only acted that way towards every girl because he never thought you’d give him an actual chance.

• until one day zenitsu came up to you with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a nervous expression.

• “Zenitsu…how many girls did u give a flower bouquet to today?” you asked, acting uninterested.

• deep down though, you hoped that you were the only girl he’s given flowers to, ever.

• “What do you mean?! You’re the only girl I’ve ever bought flowers for!” he exclaims loudly.

• “…What?” you say, confused.

• zenitsu shoves the flowers in your hand, forcing you to accept them.

• “You have to accept the flowers, but you don’t have to accept what i’m about to say.” he states.

• “Y/n, please be my girlfriend.” he says while bowing.

• He gets up, waiting for an answer.

• “Why not?” you think to yourself.

• “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend Zenitsu. Thank you for the flowers.” you say as you pull him in for a hug.

• he freezes for a second before hugging back, while blushing intensely.

• forgot to mention that you asked him to promise to not be so…flirty? nervous? yk the way he acts, around other girls.

• he already swore not to, and to your surprise, he kept his promise throughout the whole relationship.

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #rengoku kyōjurō #tengen uzui #sanemi x you #kny obanai #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer zenitsu #rengoku x reader #imagine #demon slayer fluff #kny headcanons #kny imagines

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lovecite · 7 months

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Your Choice

Kyojuro Rengoku x y/n (fem reader)

It was the choice for any slayer if they wanted keep their blood line going. They dedicated their life to the cause of demon slaying and thus never had chances to settle and marry. Ever focusing on training and serving for the greater good.

But the more families sent their beloved son's to risk their lives the more they realized that their could be a possibility to the end of family lines. An out cry from the families of slain slayers almost made an end to new recruits. Why send our sons to death? You are not only killing them but you are killing our family!

So upon the idea of many of the higher ups it came down to this. Have the slayers and their family come up with a choice of an arranged marriage.

------This is an idea I thought about for demon slayer. Since it's set in a time of where most families required sons to continue their family bloodline by having children. And of course Zenitsu in the episode when he was trying to marry someone because he was going to "die" lol . So, written kinda choppy and fast so please excuse that! --This one was written by me--

theme song that helped my creative juices flow :

*****Princess Jellyfish - Opening - Just Between Us-******

Other songs that helped me get with it~~

Nonsense- Sabrina Carpenter

One & Only- Oliver Tree

Super Shy- NewJeans

Seven- Jung Kook

Your choice

*****🔥*****

You were sold by your family. They were promised if no slayer claimed you they would still be paid monthly. If a slayer claimed you ,she would be welcomed into the family of what ever slayer and your family again would be taken care of. It was a win win but you were the only loser here. And here your story starts of when you meet Kyojuro Rengoku

"I understand that my father has chosen a wife for me, ma'am. " A voice so loud declared . His very voice shook your core . How could someone be so loud? You were seated behind a white cream colored screen seated like a proper women would. Your head was bowed with a white veil draped over your head hiding your features.

You were dressed in the finest kimono's known to your family. A beautiful green emerald with a hint of yellow flowers. Your gaze focused on the grooves of the mat below you trying to focus your breathing because the drumming from your heart drowned out your hearing. This was it. You were going to finally be married and make your family finally proud.. But of course what that was your only choice.

"Y-yes your father and mother actually meet this way as well. One of the most beautiful of stories. It no wonder why your father fell so hard when she pass-" " Ah I see then most of beautiful women have been chosen for this." The boisterous voice interrupted the older women with a hint of an undertone of being bothered it seemed . Your heart felt uncomfortable in your own chest as you waited for this conversation to end. Every time you heard him it grew tighter and tighter.

You had been rejected once before by a Hashira. You could still remember his face being so pale and those blue eyes being so empty. He had wondered in wanting to be married. As soon as he had seen you he walked away with out another word a red blush faint on his cheeks as he walked ever so fast straight out.

Now it seemed all the other women called you a curse. Some making snarky comments to the head mistress of this compound. "She should be taken out back and sold." " I can't believe a pillar rejected her."

The word of a hashira rejecting her spread like wild fire to the other women. And so you heard the slayers had been told the rumors as well. Why? A man with white hair came to you as well. A scar from ear and over his nose. His eyes is what you remembered the most. So wide open as he searched your gaze. Stating he wanted to see why a stoic man would run off from such a beautiful women. He wanted some gossip to throw in the other man’s face but you had none to give. Which of course made the white haired man angry that he had traveled here and was leaving with no juicy gossip.

But it seemed not all had heeded the warning. Because here you sat on the other side of the white cream paper thin wall. Your to be husband on the other side. You dare not look up for fear of more bad luck.

"oh lord Rengoku just as your father!" the older women cackled at a joke the man had stated. Of course this was nothing new. This type of arrangement. It started when their were low numbers of demon slayers. Most wanting to be sure their blood line was not stopped due to being called for this noble deed. “I am honored my father has chosen me for this task. I must state that I do have a mission to go tomorrow. Will this take long?” He asked. A giggled escaped the women’s mouth. “Lord Rengoku , as you know upon signing the agreement you must stay 1 week with your wife. To be sure a heir is produced.” The older women countered. The man hummed . “My apologizes of course.” He responded. “And we have mapped out the girls cycle to be sure th-”

Your face felt hot within seconds at the women’s response. Of course they had to go into every detail but that did not mean you could not be embarrassed that your monthly’s details would be shared to your husband.

“Oh I understand of course what you are saying. It must be this week.” He stated his tone dialing down slightly in a whisper .

You carefully brought your head up slowly. You did not want to ring a single bell that was attached to the veil. Was it wrong for a women to know what her to be husband to look like? Through the veil you could see past the thin fabric and to the creamy white paper thin wall. A single candle on the other side lite and brought a shadow from the the two figures on the other side of this thin papered wall. The outline of the women who took care of us women looked like a big blob while a much thinner one sat in front of them.

You couldn't help but take in the shadows edges. His hair on top of his head seemed like the designs of a child's drawing of the sun. And he sat so proper up straight like a pin needle. Then the shadows moved. You quickly looked back down to the grooves of the mat below your legs. "I feel as if my heart will pounce out of my chest." blurted your so to be husband. The older women laughed before she pulled the sliding door to the side. Finally.

Would he too run off and leave you here?

You dare not bring your eyes upward until the older women ordered you too. So You sat there eyes focused on the floor. "oh yes. One of the most beautiful women we have here sir. A great pick from you father." the women claimed. You felt a tight grasp on your shoulder as you were pulled upwards from the floor. Your legs felt as If you had stepped on millions of needles due to the length of time you were seated. You let out a gasp as you were forced upward. Nearly falling back down a much more gentler grasp around your waist caught you.

"Do be careful how you step." He whispered . You hadn’t thought he was that close to you but when he spoke you could feel the warmth of his breathe on your cheek. You wanted to see him! Your eyes were covered by the damn veil and you struggled to take off the thin scrap of fabric. You could also feel him trying to swiftly take off the veil as well but the fabrics many layers made it hard.

“My faceless wife what a way to meet you.” He joked. "Oh here . Let me help!” the older women countered. The tug made your head go back awkwardly as she yanked it. You closed your eyes quickly as the fabric glided along your face.

“Father choose well. I approve !” Kyojuro remarked as if he were simply talking about a fabric item.

You stayed still in his grasp around your waist. He pulled you close to his chest your hands resting lightly over him. You could feel his every breathe below your palm. And his heart beating so fast. “I am happy once again we have made a great pairing within the Rengoku family!” The older women claimed as she clasped her hands together.

"I will write my father and give great thanks!” he stated as his firm hand around your waist tighten slightly. Your gaze hyper focused on his nice shaved chin. Your eyes shifted to his shoulders and could make out peaks of yellow blonde and red hair. "Please bring your gaze up to mine so that I may finally greet you." His tone soften when addressing you. He gripped your chin carefully with his thumb and pointer finger. He adjusted your head moving your head slightly back. Your gaze slowly taking in his face starting from his chin and then soon upwards.

You felt your breathing had stopped. His striking orange gaze piercing right through you. His bushy brows so pointed. His hair like the sun. His eyes closed as his head tilted slightly to the right and a smile appeared slowly across his face. "I am Kyojuro of the Rengoku family. My father has chosen well." He added to to his greeting. His eyes slowly opened very wide as they flickered like flames to take in your face. "Your kimono is very beautiful. If that is your favorite color I will buy more for you." He mumbled as his gaze fell down to your outfit. You still could not respond to him.

His expressions never wavering as he spoke. His eyes never breaking eye contact with you. " Do not fear me." He instructed as he allowed for you to catch your footing. His arm slipping back from around your waist and to his side. "This ceremony is very fast. Whatever you feel we should not do tell me." of course. If the slayer had accepted the girl it was as if the wedding had happened and they of course had to consummate the marriage. Thus falling into trying to have the child for the continued blood line this .

You however were told that you did not have a choice. So of course you took a step forward placing your hands over his chest. Never breaking out eye contact you slowly went on your tip toes and placed your lips over his. The flame Hashira seemed to pause. His eye brows almost hiding up into his hair line. His heart under your palms beating faster. You sat yourself back on your heels. "Your name?" he asked softly. "I am...."

Should I do another one 😍😍 or should I continue this story 🙃

#kyojuro x y/n #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kny kyojuro #demon slayer #demonslayer #love #hashira #rengoku kyōjurō #kny rengoku #rengoku x reader #Youtube

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mamayan · 7 months

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Humbly requesting Yobai with Giyuu (he goes to reader), a lil bit of yandere spice appreciated ✨👀

For you Desi? Anything ♡ This man makes me love the color blue~

★YOBAI☆

Giyuu Tomioka x Fem! Reader

tw: Obsessive/Possessive Themes • Oral (F) • Fingering (F) • Light Overstimulation • Rough Sex • Light Breath Play • Fluff/Humor

YOBAI Series: Kyojuro, Sanemi, Obanai/Mitsuri

Idea given by @rottmntrulesall and continuously inspired by @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi ♡

“I love you.”

He had been too stunned to reply, left frozen like a fool, unable to truly fathom those three simple words. He understood what they meant, but oddly his brain just couldn’t fathom how it factored in him.

You loved him? He wanted to ask you why first and foremost. It left him reeling, because did you mean you loved him like a friend? Did you only love him like family?

Did you love him like a man?

He was moving aimlessly, arms crossed as he stalked the residential streets near his home. His face set in its familiar stoic default, hiding his inner turmoil as his legs carry him down another set of homes.

He’s hardly paying any attention, only reacting to the voice which calls out in the quiet night.

“Tomioka-san? Are you out on a mission?” Colors clash as Giyuu comes face to face with the flame pillar Kyojuro Rengoku.

The man was dressed casually, holding what appeared to be confectioneries from a local shop boxed up in one hand. His gaze was friendly and curious as ever, smile as warm as its owner.

That’s right, Giyuu thought, the flame Hashira had gotten himself engaged had he not? He must have some sort of knowledge of this unfamiliar unfurling within his chest.

It was driving him nearly mad, the way your voice seemed to echo that single sentence on repeat.

“Rengoku-san… you’re experienced in love?” The water pillar’s question struck something weirdly familiar in Kyojuro, as Giyuu moved closer. The dark haired young man looked tired; which, coupled with his expressionless face only aided in aging his appearance.

“Haha! Yes! I am getting married soon!” His boisterous laugh grates on Giyuu’s ears, but he grits his teeth and endures for the sake of figuring all this out.

“Y/N said she loved me…” if Kyojuro hadn’t known the gloomy man for so many years, he might’ve thought Giyuu was scared in the admission.

The flame Hashira just wanted to go home and eat the sweets he bought with his fiancé, not have this conversation in front of his house. His lip twitched, but smile remained as he cautiously prodded further.

“And…?” His smile dropped at Giyuu’s blank face.

“What?” His eye twitched.

“Tomioka-san… did you say anything back?” Kyojuro felt a pang of pity for you as Giyuu shook his head, lips set in a firm line.

“So you just rejected her?” Giyuu’s eyes widened.

“I didn’t reject her…?”

“You did though Tomioka-san.”

Kyojuro wanted to go home, but a strange moral obligation kept him speaking, and for a moment he wondered if his family gave off matchmaker energy.

He’d speak with his father later, for now he focused on aiding his social awkward comrade as quickly as possible.

He felt further conflicted after speaking with Rengoku.

So he spent his free time following you, his thoughts consumed by you, fighting the pull he felt. This couldn’t possibly be healthy or normal, you shouldn’t haunt even his dreams. You respected his space, but every hopeful glance you sent his way sent him spiraling further.

Why did you need to be so lovely? So hard working and dedicated, you spent your days busy and helpful. Giyuu never truly realized how busy a Kakushi’s day could be, but it was possible it was just you.

Were you overworking yourself?

Did you eat breakfast this morning?

You sneeze cutely.

He likes how you laugh.

Your eyes glitter when you see the notes he begins anonymously leaving you, searching anywhere and everywhere, yet never seeing him from his perch in the trees. He likes the game he starts of cat and mouse, amusing himself watching you struggle to figure it out.

You’re quite the detective though, finally bringing out a simple note to show Kocho who recognizes his script.

He still doesn’t reveal himself, avoiding your growing awareness.

He enjoys spending his free time watching over you, dancing around your confession, until someone new appears in your little world.

A male demon slayer, around his own age, asking you on a date.

A romantic one. The sort which leads to engagement and marriage. He nearly pulled his blade, a boiling rage bubbling up and over his top, red flashing through his gaze.

You declined, polite and kind as always, but it didn’t matter. That man spoke to you because Giyuu hadn’t claimed you.

You were his weren’t you? You said you loved him.

Giyuu grit his teeth, face distorted even now as you returned to work and the day faded into night.

Even training was useless, his mind conjuring up images of you with someone else, smiling and directing that soft gaze on them.

His blade came down again, body covered in sweat as he huffs in exhaustion.

It still wasn’t enough. He was trembling from his own emotions attempting to claw through his chest.

He was tired of feeling regret.

The thought of “if I’d only been stronger, arrived sooner, said something” plaguing him until he stood outside your home.

In the middle of the night.

The moon hung as a crescent shining down, surrounded by a sea of stars.

He hadn’t changed out of his uniform, sword still attached to his hip as he moved forward. Gravel crunched under his sandals.

It seemed the closer he got to you, the more agitated he felt.

His hands shaking when he reached the front door, fist clenched and hand raised as if to knock. He froze, realization dawning on how this might look to any nosy neighbors who might be passing by. He slipped around back, away from sight and instead using a side entrance into your home that was left unlocked.

That fact made him uncomfortable as he moved forward on silent feet, his shoes left neatly by the door as he explored in search of your bedroom.

His chest continuing to itch with frustration until he slid the last shoji back to reveal a simple small room. A futon laid in the center where a bundle laid under the covers.

You looked serene, tucked sweetly away in bed and dreaming of something nice if the small smile on your lips was any indication.

He sighed, sitting down beside your bed with one foot propped up to lean on, looking down at you while you dozed.

Almost an hour passed before he grew impatient again, memories of today still on repeat as he tries to calm himself by just looking at you.

Except he didn’t just want to look anymore, he didn’t want to only observe and tease from afar. He wanted to hold you, speak to you, touch you.

He stood silently, taking off his sword and leaning it against your back wall, moving again to stand over your futon where you laid curled in the middle like a sleeping cat. Completely ignorant to his inner turmoil as he kneels before crawling completely over you.

That’s what you awake to, the figure of Giyuu Tomioka looming over you while you slept.

You startle, not immediately recognizing him in your half dreaming state, mouth opening to speak before a hand gently but firmly covers it.

“Don’t scream,” they weren’t very comforting words, your eyes widening fearfully and trying to adjust to the dark room, but it’s the voice which gives your panic pause.

“I just…” he didn’t know what he needed, because it clearly wasn’t just to see or merely touch you anymore. “I wanted to ask if you meant it… back then.” He was grateful the room was dark, his face feeling hot despite the cool air surrounding him.

You weren’t struggling or fighting him, seeming to have realized who he was already. Giyuu released his hold over your mouth, taking in your pretty features painted by dim moonlight with your eyes trained on him.

“I did mean it,” your voice cute and slurred as you sleepily answer, curious and less afraid now that you know who paid you a nightly visit.

Was he here for…? The thought seemed ridiculous, because Giyuu always struck you as a bit reserved, but why else would he be here in the middle of the night asking you about your confession?

You were still tired, but it helped dispel any nerves which might’ve been present had the sun been up. You let your arms raise slowly, as if it might scare the fearsome demon slayer, and wrapped them around his neck.

It pulled him in a little closer, and you could make out his features a little better like this.

His breath stuck in his throat, enamored by your close proximity, your soft sweet scent, and your words.

You meant it.

You wanted him, and while he was overcome with the urge to self-sabotage his happiness and remind you of his flaws, he was stopped by you leaning up.

Your kiss was feather light, just grazing his own for a split second before pulling away.

He chased you though, his own slotting against yours this time, but the force and pressure has you gasping so he could slip his tongue inside your mouth.

You whined but he devoured it as he pushed the hot muscle around with your own, lighting you with the same passion he was feeling.

He let some of his weight drop, pinning you to prevent you from wiggling away from him, letting his thigh spread your own so he could slot himself in between.

Your yukata was in disarray, so when Giyuu’s groin pressed against your own it was only his pants separating him from your sex.

The feeling of something hard and thick pressing against your slick heat had you moaning, fabric sliding and creating delicious friction against your hooded nub. Shocks of pleasure jolted up your skin, but it was Giyuu’s own groan and pause that disrupted the kiss.

He realized there was nothing beneath your sleepwear, your soft thighs naked up to your stomach, and his own body hiding your slit from his view.

You caught your breath, watching as Giyuu lifted up and moved down your body, fingers quickly digging into the plush flesh of your inner thighs when they tried to close.

“Keep them open.” His eyes are narrowed on the expression of arousal and embarrassment you wear, lips titling up a bit as he smooths his hands down to your ass. “Be good for me,” you nearly choke when he says the words, but you really do when his tongue flicks out right over your puffy clit. Fingers dig into the futon while your eyes lock with his own, ensnared by the lewd show he makes of flattening his tongue and dragging it up slowly through your folds, adding pressure when he feels your legs start to shake.

His languid licks grow more fervent by the minute, his own desperation hastening his movements to lap and suck at your clit, before dropping down to prod your entrance with the tip. Your hips jerk, back arching as you grind against his face, slick coating his lips and chin as he eats you like a man starved.

“G-Giyuu, fuck, please,” it takes him a a moment to realize you used his first name, but when he does he nearly swears aloud.

Grunting when he feels your fingers tangle in his dark hair, Giyuu moves his hand around to press a finger against your tight hole, his tongue not stopping his assault on your throbbing nub. He watches you as he sinks his middle finger inside, the way you twitch and whine, lips parted and eyes heavy lidded as you pant.

Giyuu moans as he sinks deeper inside you, the snug fit around even just one finger as your feverish gummy insides massaged it had his hips rutting into the futon below.

He can tell you’re close, it’s not difficult with the way you buck and pull him closer as he adds a second finger, beginning to stretch you out and pump now.

Giyuu curls his fingers, watching it light you up as you cry out, pretty cunt grinding down and trying to seek even more friction as you tremble and moan.

He’d be a liar if he said it didn’t boost his ego.

It’s when a third finger begins to squeeze into your snug walls that you jerk back, his hand wrapped around your thigh and anchoring your hip keeping you from going anywhere though.

He pauses his movements as you pant, looking at your scrunched features as you adjust to the tiny sting.

“You’re being so good for me,” he praises, slowly sinking three of his thick calloused fingers inside of you, “so lovely and all mine, aren’t you?” His voice has dropped an octave as he lazily pumps his digits, soaked by your arousal and sliding in easier and easier as you relax.

Only when your brows unfurl does he smirk and kiss your inner thigh, sticking his tongue out and dragging it against your skin back to the little bundle of nerves.

The feeling of being so full and his tongue just softly tracing over your clit sends you over the edge.

“I-I’m—hah,” your head falls back as the first wave washes over you, gentle but building. The wet squelching of Giyuu still licking and fucking his fingers into you getting louder, as you realize with a shaky inhale that he’s not stopping.

“Giyuu…!” He tightens his grip, brows furrowing as you break his concentration, intent on absolutely devouring you. You might’ve came but he’s not done with your swollen bud or leaking slit, his fingers leaving your entrance in favor of wiggling the powerful muscle in his mouth inside you. Your core spams around it, cries growing as you nearly rip strands of his hair out in your desperation for relief from his mouth. You can’t break his grip on you, the next orgasm striking you like a slap as you cum.

“Mhn—!” Your burning eyes finally blur as tears spill, the ache inside you releasing as pleasure clouds your mind into oblivion.

Giyuu only stops when your shaking subsides, lessening his ministrations as you come down from your second high.

He doesn’t realize it’s him shaking until your muscles go lax and limp in his hold, his hands trembling with restraint as he drags himself back up to look down at your blissed out face.

It’s so cute it nearly enrages him, his hands quickly taking off his haori and uniform, yanking at fabric aggressively as he tries to free his painfully hard cock from the confines of his clothes.

You’re still catching your breath, blinking your blurry vision away only to see Giyuu’s naked torso draping over you as he unties your belt and fully opens your yukata.

Your eyes have fully adjusted now, able to clearly see his toned pale skin on display. Scars littered his pretty skin, hard planes of muscle a testament to his devotion as a slayer, but his steely gaze isn’t cool like the water breathing he uses. Those dark blue pools are boiling as he looks at your soft nude figure, hands quick to grasp your hips and slide up to your chest.

“I’m the only one who gets to see you like this…” his solemn and possessive tone have goosebumps erupting on your skin. The feel of his hands are rough as they trail and dance across your breasts, two fingers coming together to pinch harshly at your nipple, pulling a huffed squeak from your lips as you pout up at him.

He smiles at you.

Not a half smirk or tiny twitch of his lip, but a warm smile filled with adoration, and it leaves you vulnerable for his next attack.

He plants one forearm just above your head, leaning close for a searing slow kiss that was downright filthy in how he lewdly moaned into your mouth. The deep sound reverberating into you as you melt further beneath him.

You’re distracted, boneless legs easily pried further open for his hips as he slides closer to you, his free hand letting the reddened soft tip of his cock brush through your soaked lower lips.

You jolt at the sensation, the heat of his body taking you by surprise, but his mouth follows when you pull back, biting down on your lower lip and licking the sting away when you whine.

Then you feel pressure, at first odd but not painful. Giyuu huffs against your mouth as your walls crush the tip of his cock as he pushes in.

“Relax for me, let me in,” he’s fighting hard not to just shove entirely inside you in one thrust. Your warm and soft body leaving his head muddled as he pulls out, before pushing in again, working himself deeper inch by inch.

Your clammy palms find his biceps, fingers digging into the hard muscle as you try to obey and relax for him, but you can’t help when you clamp down with the feeling of being invaded by his burning rod continually shoving into you. He wasn’t outright painfully thick, but his length far surpassed his fingers as his cock pushed your limits before he was fully seated inside, tip pushing up your cervix to fit completely while your legs trembled and tensed around him.

“Y/N,” you didn’t mean to close your eyes, just consumed with concentrating on getting used to him, when a large palm cupped your cheek and encouraged you to look up. Your eyes widen at the sight of him, flushed and heaving for breath just from feeling you squeeze around him, brows taunt as he gazes at you with those softening eyes.

“Am I hurting you?” You shake your head, because it didn’t hurt, he was just stretching you out so much it was leaving you reeling.

He seemed to understand as he chuckles, kissing your temple as his hips slowly drag out of you, each vein on his cock rubbing in his exit. Your nails bite deeper into his skin, your exhale of breath sharp before he shifted and nudged a new spot that made you moan.

“There?” He’s not actually asking you. Not when he sinks back in, watching your every expression while gauging where that spot was.

He brushes it with his tip, the spongey area making you clench and slacken in the same moment, toes curling as the thickness inside seems almost unbearable before feeling so good your own hips rock up to meet his thrust.

“You’re so tight,” his hair has come loose from the ponytail he keeps it in, thick strands tickling your collarbone where they drop, his shoulder muscles taunt with pent up energy as he begins a steady pace inside of you, letting your slick glide him into your narrow hole. His eyes flicking up and drinking in the almost drunk expression on your pretty face, adoring how you both seemed to fit together like puzzle pieces.

“G-Giyuu,” your panting little moans are speeding up with his thrusts, the room becoming sweltering as your bodies collide, his groin coming flush against your ass with each loud smack of his balls. His hand tangles in the blanket below, gripping the fabric as he concentrates on not filling you up carelessly. His free hand moves up your hip where he’d been holding you, brushing over your sensitive nipples teasingly before gently wrapping around your throat.

One of your hands wrap around his wrist, cautious and curious of why he was holding you like this, but not fighting when he lightly squeezes the sides of your throat.

“Oh,” you moan, voice a little hoarse and softer than usual as you feel your head go light and airy while the intense pleasure inside of you spikes. His cock spearing and bullying your insides as he groans, your pussy only becoming tighter as he restricts your blood flow lightly, watching your fucked out face in fascination. His own isn’t any better but you’re not paying attention, only caring about the bubble expanding inside your belly again, his cock threatening to pop it at any second, his lower half soaked in your slick as it slides down your ass and onto the futon.

“Are you going to cum for me?” His expression is nearly pained as he restraints himself, smirking as you senselessly babble something incoherent but your nails scrape sharply over his skin and help clear his mind. He shifts even closer, forcing himself to hunch over you while he releases your throat and grips under your knees.

You cry out as he lifts your legs up, pressing your knees almost to your collarbone while he drills your cunt, his feet digging into the futon below as he has you in a mating press. His nose nearly brushes yours, so close but far as he grunts and slams into you, the new angle increasing the tightness, your walls milking him while he fucks you stupid.

“Fuck—m’gonna cum, Giyuu!” Your eyes roll back, insides clamping down and seizing around him while you gush, cream forming around the base of his cock while he pants, teeth grit while he focuses on drawing out your release as long as he can. “N-no more, please!” You nearly wail as his cock overstimulates you, still brushing against that spot inside that has you seeing white.

He takes mercy this time, pulling out so quickly your hole is left gaping for a moment as he sits back and grips his cock and works himself fiercely over you, grunting and biting down on his lip while his balls draw up tight and he shoots ropes of hot cum over your dripping pussy and lower belly. Using his tip to smear it over your swollen lips as he groans.

You watch quietly, body still thrumming with euphoria from your orgasm as Giyuu finishes too, looking ruined as he finishes on you before nearly collapsing too.

He lets himself fall to his side, one arm reaching out and dragging you against him despite both your sweaty figures. He holds you tightly while you both calm, your heartbeat slowing as exhaustion takes hold and your eyes droop.

As a Hashira, he’s quick to recover, and while he could certainly stand to take you two or three more times, he instead relishes in the feel of holding you against him so intimately.

You’re asleep in minutes, breathing even as you doze against his chest.

He closes his eyes, letting his forehead drop against the crown of your head, whispering quietly what you fell asleep too quickly to hear.

“I love you too…” he’ll say it again when you wake.

“Thank you,” Kyojuro looks up from the training dummy he’d just destroyed, gaze landing with surprise on the water Hashira standing awkwardly before him, not looking at him.

Giyuu stood with his arms crossed staring off into the distance, reminding Kyojuro of an old man with the sort of serene gaze only the elderly possessed.

“Ah! You’re welcome haha! You took my advice?” His bright eyes widened, quite shocked in truth.

Giyuu merely nodded, turning to walk away having said his gratitude now.

Kyojuro didn’t stop him, still amazed his half-assed terrible advice had actually worked. Unlike his younger brother who was quite beloved and well known by the corps, Kyojuro could care less about Giyuu’s emotional constipation.

He’d told him to stop being a coward and act like a man.

You never did find out that Giyuu’s “night crawling” act was in fact just his strange way of coming to tell you his feelings before he could talk himself out of it and lose you to another.

Your kiss just initiated what he’d been holding back. ♡

Giyuu’s face whenever he sees that other slayer who tried to ask you out.

Post dividers/ @saradika

#Yan loves Desi #see what I did there?#request filled #Giyuu Tomioka #Giyuu Tomioka smut #Yobai Giyuu #Kny Giyuu smut #Giyuu smut #kny Giyuu Tomioka x reader #Giyuu Tomioka x reader smut #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba smut #kny smut #kny x reader #kny x reader smut #Yan is sick of fucking tagging already #kny x kakushi reader

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desparaic · 28 days

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Imagine Rengoku's son traveling to the past

Rengoku X Fem! Reader

I’m sorry, I never really do this kinda stuff before, but this has just been rotting my mind

read part 2 here

So, imagine Rengoku's teenage son traveling to the past when trying to fight a demon.

He is confused by the fact the demon just used his BDA and ran away just like that. He looks around and even checks himself, nothing.

Tf this demon do?????

Sun is almost up. Weird. He swears it just set only a few hours ago.

He tries to chase after the demon but with the thick trees, it’s hard to see where he went.

Defeated, he decides to go back to the corps headquarters, maybe visit the estate and go see his mother again

Imagine his surprise when he finds that things are a bit different than the last time he left the hq

I’m sorry what do you mean the current oyakata is Kagaya??? Isn’t that Kiriya-sama’s late father????

wait is that Uzui-san????? He has both of his eyes???? And he’s back being a slayer now?????

And why does everyone look at him weird????? Wait, where are his friends????

He has to take a double take when he sees the news post near the garden and realizes the year of the news is set in 19XX, more than 15 years back into the past.

He swears it’s a prank

it isn’t lol

After a liiiitttlee panic attack and existential crisis, he realizes he’s in the past

Down side, he doesn’t know how to get back and what this means

Upside, he can see his mom in action as a hashira!

She retired when he was born, so he didn’t get to see her in action aside from training sessions.

Excited (as if he wasn’t just panicking about this lmao), he rushes all over the place to find his mother

people be staring at him

who is this carbon copy of the flame hashira and why is he running

Eventually finds her just about to take off for a mission

“MOTHERRRRRR!”

I’m sorry huh?

You look at the kid surprised. Not only is he look exactly like your husband, this kid just called you mom.

I’m?????? Did Kyojuro have a secret love child???? or a relative he never told you about?????

Your future son is just so hyped seeing you in your uniform the first time he almost forgot to explain himself LMAO

When he quickly introduces as your son you’re just there like 🧍‍♀️

This kid needs to find a physician quick

Well, turns out he isn’t lying, especially after telling you an intimate detail that only a few people know.

You’re flustered, surprised, bewildered, but most importantly…

You’re excited to see him! You and Rengoku have always talked about having a family, so you’re so glad you both eventually do!!!

Immediate bond. Get along super well. Almost like y’all are related dang who would’ve thought

You excitedly say, “Oh, I can’t wait for Kyojuro to meet you! I bet He’s excited to see his son from the future! You look just like him!”

his genes do be strong

but as soon as you say that, your son’s smile fades.

Your motherly instincts tell you something is wrong.

“Is everything okay?”

You didn’t miss the way he furrows his eyebrows and lift the corner of his lip in annoyance, even if it was just a split second.

He only smiles (though your mama bear instinct is like “no, no, this kid definitely hidin’ smn), “no, nothing’s wrong.”

”Oh! Can you show me your breathing technique, Mother? You never get to show me your breathing style!”

Huh. Weird.

Okay gonna write a part 2 because this way too long brother

UPDATE: aight here it is part 2

#rengoku x reader #rengoku x y/n #rengoku x you #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku #kny rengoku #rengoku #demon slayer kyojuro #kyojuro my beloved #this is gon be angst muahaha #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro x reader

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luffyvace · 5 months

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Rengoku x reader headcanons

I LOVE RENGOKUUU

yippie

ummm idk what to make reader so i’m just gonna default to gn 😭😋

enjoy 🤪

okkk so..!

he’s the best boyfriend ever without question

his mama raised him right so he’s a gentleman

he thinks the traditional flowers and sweets is decent but he likes to put a unique spin on it!

oh your worried for your family because demons lurk nearyour hometown?

well never fear! he planted wisteria trees around it!!

oh you like sweets?

DO YOU LIKE SWEET POTATOES?

he’s sharing w you 100% (for those who don’t know his canon fav food is sweet potatoes)

he’d take you on dates spontaneously

after you reminded him that couples date

he knows but kinda forgot since he was never focused much on romance before you

if your not a hashira he wants you as his sugoku

but his training..😭😭

he would be heavily motivational

but he won’t really ease up on you because you have to be strong if you want to survive powerful demons

he does this because he cares, please understand 😭

his love languages are quality time and gift giving

he always brings you back gifts because he knows you worry

or he’ll send them through his kisagi crow to you to arrive before he does

he does this to let you know he’s alive

it’s a real scary relief

but he’s really thoughtful with his gifts so it makes you smile in the end

whenever your together he’ll value and cherish that time forever

sometimes you’ll catch him staring at you with the kindest eyes and most loving smile ever

just watching you as you train or go about your daily life

it warms your heart so much

speak of warm-

MANS GIVES OFF NATURAL BODY HEAT

so..!

perfect cuddler!

you’ll crisp in summer tho :)

have fun! :D

if you develop your own breathing style he’ll be very interested in it and proud of you for creating your own!!

praise is a never ending thing with this man!!

if your a hashira he’d love to spar without holding back to push you both to your limits

you’d spend time at each other’s hashira houses a lot

relaxing in your kimonos as you soak in the warm sunlight

or watch a beautiful sunrise/sunset together

he’d love to go shopping with you on your free time!!

hashira’s can get paid as much as they want but he’d still insist on buying everything for you like the gentleman he is

he such a doting and sweet lover!

rengoku goes straight for personality when it comes to his partner

anyone, really

hes not one to judge :)

therefore your beautiful personality reflects onto your face like sunlight, making it shimmer and glow in through his eyes

rengoku would be a pretty good cook

i feel he observed his mother as she did and picked up on a lot of things

he also keeps his place clean, he doesn’t buy anything he knows he won’t use so it’s mostly sentimental stuff that means something to him

pictures of his family

gifts from friends

everything you’ve ever gave him

he doesn’t mean it in a creepy way

its endearing in his eyes 😅

writes love letters to you if you ever have to be away from him for a long time

the rest of the hashira’s and kagaya think you guys are adorable <33

rengoku wouldn’t mind at all if you like pda

he’d initiate it himself occasionally

neither of you get obnoxious with it

unless you do

mitsuri wouldn’t mind

but the rest?

“😅😃”

is their reaction

you think it’s funny tho

they still love you two dw

but you love each other more

♥︎♥︎♥︎

you can prob tell but this is demon slayer reader btw lol

im sooo happy with how these turned out this gotta be my best work yet it’s adorable 💗

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the-grimm-writer · 11 months

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Yandere! Akaza with a Hashira! Fem Reader. He sees how strong you are despite him holding back and mostly dodging your attacks because he doesn't kill women and once you finally collapse he catches you and tries to convince you to become a demon but when he refuses he gently let's you know that he won't be taking no for an answer

Akaza my love!! I've been having a thing for soft yanderes lately so I love this

Warnings: noncon kissing, kidnapping, blood and slight violence, slight spoilers.

Mdni

You swung your sword with all your strength, your teeth grinding together in frustration as the demon dodged the blade with ease. A bead of sweat dripped down your forehead as you tried to calm your breathing.

Despite your frustration you continued on with your attack. You swore that you'd get vengeance for all the humans that were brutally killed by demons like him.

He was faster than the average demon, something that was expected from an upper moon. You had gotten a few cuts in, even managed to cut off his hand at one point, but you would never be able to tell since he'd healed already.

A frustrated scream left your lips as he dodged once again. "Fight me, you bastard!"

This was something you hadn't encountered before. You could smell his bloodlust yet he hasn't laid a hand on you. Matter of fact, he was actually trying to avoid doing so even when you did manage to get close to him.

"I do not kill women so I will not be fighting you." He chuckled as your sword was inches away from his face before he pulled away.

He admired your stamina. You were a Hashira indeed. Most weren't able to lay a single scratch on him, but you managed to do so quiet a few times. Something that was an accomplishment in itself.

Your hits were getting sluggish now. At the start he was almost worried he'd have to do something he'd regret, but he let you continue. You used all your special attacks and most powerful breathing techniques which he could tell was taking a toll on your body.

For a moment, you almost wished you hadn't used them so soon since the earth took most of the damage. Buildings collapsed into debris and rubble, smoke and fire iminating from them because of the sheer force you put into it, the ground cracked in some places from when you'd been chasing after him and missed your target.

You knew you were coming to your limit, but you didn't back down. You couldn't, not when you'd already lost so many people. Rengoku, a terribly long list of friends you couldn't bare recall, family members. This is why you are a Hashira. You'd avenge them all.

Akaza smiled as he stepped back. Even if you were a powerful demon slayer, you were only human. It was holding you back, and he wanted to unlock your full potential.

You let out a strangled cry and made a jab at him one last time before you stumbled. Your sword was heavy in your hands, entire body shaking as you forced yourself to take another step before your knees gave out. He hadn't injured you physically, but your pride was certainly wounded.

He had his eyes on you the moment he could see you. You looked so beautiful running towards him, blade held high in the air as you screamed out your technique, ready to cut him in half. It was a clever attack. He hadn't noticed you hiding in the trees until you jumped out at him.

Right before you collapsed strong arms wrapped around you and pulled you against a hard chest. Tears burned in your eyes as he sat you on his lap. His touch surprisingly gentle as he pushed your chin up to make you look him in the eye.

"You are quiet strong." Your body shivered as he smiled down at you. "Join me, and you'll have more power than you could ever imagine."

Muzan was always looking for potential demons, and he trusted Akaza's judgment. He knew that with the right training, you'd surpass even Douma. Muzan would be proud to have another upper moon join their ranks in the bloody battle that was coming.

"Go to hell." You spat at him, your eyes fierce as you glared up at him. "You can kill me or leave me here to die because I will not be one of you."

You reminded him a lot of the last Hashira he had battled. A foolish man, he would've been a powerful demon if he'd accepted his offer. He would not let you make the same mistake.

"I'm afraid I'm not asking anymore," he sighed, his hold you firm but gentle. Not enough to hurt you, but strong enough so you couldn't get away. "You will be a demon."

"Even if I do, I will make sure that someone chops off my head."

"You will be doing no such thing." Akaza cut you off.

Once you're a demon, it would be different. He knew they would be. You were already a fierce fighter. All it would take is a little nudge to get you to consume human flesh. He'd even make sure the man you take it from deserved it so you don't feel as guilty.

He wanted you by his side, even if he'd have to force you to until you accept it. He's been wanting a companion for a long time, one that didn't drive him insane like Douma. Now he wanted it to be you. Not just his companion, but his partner, his lover.

Lovers.

That was something Akaza hadn't thought about in a very long time, but he found himself liking the idea. The two of you standing tall together, taking out anyone who defied Lord Muzan.

Akaza never wasted his time on mere fantasies. He was going to make it a reality. Before you could bring yourself to say anything else, he pressed his lips against yours. You didn't kiss him back, but he accepted your defiance. He was already hooked on the way you taste. Knowing once you could handle him he'd be tasting much more of you.

"Rest now." He said once he pulled away, slowly standing up.

A tear trickled down your cheek before you fell unconscious, realizing these would be your last moments as a human. Akaza walked with you still in his arms, a victorious smirk on his face.

You weren't going to be a savior for the Hashiras at all. You were going to be their downfall.

#akaza >>>>#tw blood #tw kidnapping #yandere akaza #yandere akaza x reader #yandere demon slayer #yandere demon slayer x reader #akaza x reader #akaza x you #demon slayer x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #demon slayer #akaza #yandere x darling

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taniavttv · 1 year

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Rengoku Perfect Date HeadCannons

A/N: Hi Everyone, Since you all loved the Hugs/Cuddles series and Rengoku Birthday was on May 10th here is a new series How our Hashira boys will plan the perfect date for their lovers (you). I'll start with Our flame boy Rengoku🌸. Enjoy and Request are Open Thx 💗🌸🌸

🔥 So Rengoku is trying to plan the perfect date right? Well he tries to think of how he's gonna do it

🔥 He might ask Tengen for help since he knows how to make a Date look Perfect and Flashy right? so Tengen helps him

🔥 The date would be like a picnic where you two have privacy (yes he will give you love and affection😊) and there are cherry blossom trees around (Ohhh so cute😫🥰)

🔥 Rengoku would set up like a picnic blanket and bring the food even put flowers in the center for you

🔥He would send his crow to let you know to get ready since he is planning the date

🔥He loves it when you wear a red or Orange Kimono to match his hair and style

🔥He'll even choose your outfit if you can't decide what to wear and he will pick the perfect option

🔥 He loves to hold your hand as you two walk to get to your dates spot

🔥 He'll cover your eyes with his hands to guide you to your date spot to surprise you

Mini Dialouge here:

🔥Red-Rengoku

🔥💕Purple- Y/N (aka you)

[🔥"Surprise do you love it my little flame" -Kyojuro asked]

[🔥💕"Ohhh Kyo yes I do I love it Thanks - Y/N said and kissed Kyo on the lips ]

🔥You both sit down and he surprises you with food

🔥He is so sweet he'll feed you and you feed him (Omg so cute/sweet of Rengoku 🥰)

🔥He loves putting his hand around your shoulder to bring you close to him and cuddle

🔥 If you feel cold don't worry this man will give you his haori to wear to keep you warm

[🔥"Feeling warmer now Little Flame"]

🔥Loves to hold your hand and squeeze it to make you blush Oh my he find it adorable when you blush so cute

🔥Loves to tell you stories some about his family and also loves to tell you how much he loves you❤️🔥 (Awwww🥰)

🔥As The petals of the cherry blossom tree bloom they go to you and Kyojuro direction

🔥Some of the petals land on your hair and also Kyojuro hair too You find it funny how his hair is covered with petals and it's adorable

(yes this reminds me of Tengen and Hina so I decided let's do it with Kyo and Y/N yep)

🔥He'll take out the petals from your hair as you blush and he finds it cute (Y/N your so cute-Kyojuro said as he caress your cheek)

🔥 You want him to give you the petal ohh he'll give it to you too as long you give him the petals you take out from his hair

🔥He will even give you a gift like a bracelet or pendent or even ring (yes Kyo marries you🥰) so you can always think of him and have something of him

[You love the gift my love- Kyojuro]

[Yesss Kyo I love it ohhh I love you so much- Y/N]

[Aww I love you more My litte Flame]

🔥You both kiss after he gives you the gift

🔥He takes one of the flowers from the flower vase he placed on the center of the picnic blanket and puts it on your hair and Ohh my he loves how You look so stunning

🔥He'll tell you how beautiful you look and all and kiss your cheek and give you forehead kisses too

🔥Also next time you two go on a date you must bring Senjuro along (Please do this lil cutie needs to have fun with you two🥰💞🌸)

🔥 To seal the perfect date he'll give you a kiss on the lips (even tongue kisses too) and tell you he loves you with all his heart dearly and he means it alot yess

[Kyo this date has the perfect and the best Thanks I love you so much Y/N said and hugs Rengoku]

🔥[Ohh I love you so much more My little Flame (He kisses your lips) Your so perfect and pretty-Kyojuro said as you both cuddle]

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out-of-users · 5 months

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You asked, I deliver!

KNY God! Au

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Let’s start with the basics:

Each god has a domain, or a place where they live, based on what they are the god of / personal likings.

Where the 9 domains meet, is a neutral ground, and where Ubyashiki lives.

The hashira are gods, the Kamaboko squad are shrine keepers, and muzan and his demons are still…demons.

Now for each god in turn:

Giyuu

God of water. I mean, how could he not be?

I feel like his domain would have a lot of serene environments, and a deadass waterfall too.

Favors Urokodaki and the Kamado siblings over all other shrine keepers.

Will murder if one of the other gods purposely tries to hurt them.

Sabito is a kitsune that used to be giyuu’s friend who died by demons. He has a shrine for him in his domain.

His domain borders mitsuri’s and sanemi’s. (And that goes reeeeally well, huh?)

Sanemi

God of wind/air. Self explanatory.

Domain borders giyuu’s and muichiro’s

Favors genya, (though he’ll never admit it,) and wants him to be safe.

As for his siblings, (genya included) they were all humans he saved. When a demon came, genya was the last survivor.

Hates nezuko, because of the demon part of her. (Doesn’t know about genya’s little ability though)

Windstorms often run through his domain.

Mitsuri

I’m sorry, but I want her sky to be pink in her domain. And I want her to love it. So suck it up.

Borders giyuu and rengoku.

God of love, romance, you know.

As for her family, it’s a couple that visits her shrine daily.

Gets offerings like Sakura Mochi a ton.

Also loves nezuko, and will murder for her safety (tanjiro too!)

Tengen

God of sound and festivals. (Damn, we knew that one from the start.)

Borders rengoku and Gyomei.

A very flashy domain, definitely has fireworks stored somewhere

As for his family, they were people who frequently visited the shrine, (besides his dad,) but he accidentally killed them when he accidentally released a soundwave onto his shrine that made it collapse on itself, the people inside too.

Since then his shrine has been rebuilt, sturdier.

Still has his 3 wives, they live with him in his domain.

Rengoku

God of fire/heat. (not the sun though!)

His little brother isn’t related to him, but a shrine keeper he took in as “His own!”

Literal besties with mitsuri

His domain is HOT. Bring hydration.

Loves being offered any type of food at his shrine, especially bento!

Borders mitsuri and tengen.

Gyomei

Borders tengen and obanai.

God of rocks/land, stone, mineral, you get it.

Those kids? They died in a religious temple.

Still religious, even though he is a god. (Heh. Strange.)

A ton of rocks in his domain, along with a prayer area.

You can definitely feel it when he steps.

Obanai

God of serpents/reptiles.

Huge crush on mitsuri.

Borders gyomei and shinobu.

Still has facial scars, still hides them.

Domain is FULL OF TREES.

Still has kaburamaru. The snake is still a shinobu simp.

Shinobu

God of incects.

The butterfly girls are her favorite.

Kanae was an old shrine keeper who was slain by demons.

Domain is filled with butterflies.

People go to her shrine for medical advice sometimes.

Muichiro and Yuichiro

Borders obanai and muichiro.

God (s) of mist/fog.

Borders shinobu and sanemi.

Forgets everyone, even his own twin.

Entire domain is misty.

Big fan of tanjiro, nezuko, and genya.

The shrine for the two is combined into one.

Y’all, that took forever and I hope it blows up. I lost motivation but still had fun! Byeeee!

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fairy-writes · 1 year

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Please could I request song 18 for Kyojuro Rengoku for your event as it looks so fun 💙💙💙

LOVE STORY

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba

Pairing(s): Rengoku Kyojuro x Gender Neutral!Reader

Song: Love Story by Taylor Swift

Notes: This song is so freaking long, so this isn’t necessarily a song-fic, and instead is more of a regular one-shot BASED on the song.

There is a minor reference to the one-shot I wrote titled “Meet Me By The Cherry Tree”

I use the term Y/N three times in this fic (even though I personally dislike it)

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It was safe to say that your father disliked Kyojuro.

Perhaps dislike was too simple of a word.

He hated Kyojuro.

The number of times that he had forbidden you from seeing the Flame Hashira, but you simply hadn’t listened was more than the fingers and toes that Kyojuro had on his body.

All the time, Kyojuro had no idea why.

But that never stopped you. You still snuck out, still visited Kyojuro at the Rengoku estate, still went on dates with your lover. You still did everything a couple would. And Kyojuro loved you for it. He loved you dearly.

Which is why it hurts so much to see you cast out by your own family.

“You can come back when you’ve come to your senses.” Your father snarled as he shoved you off the engawa and into Kyojuro’s arms. You whipped around with fire on your tongue and the fury of lions in your eyes,

“Piss off!” You snapped back, and your father retorted by slamming the sliding door shut.

You didn’t speak until you were back in the comfort of the Rengoku estate and knelt at the kotatsu table with Senjuro and Kyojuro.

“I’m sorry he reacted like that,” Senjuro said, and you shrugged, using your chopsticks to push a piece of cooked sweet potato past your lips and into your mouth.

“He can bugger off for all I care.” You said, and Kyojuro frowned. He didn’t want you to say that. He knew you had a good relationship with your father until he came into the picture. Then it had soured like curdled milk, and neither of you knew why. But Kyojuro knew what it was like to have no parents. And he didn’t want you to suffer like that.

But you had refused to see reason. It was a stubborn streak that you had inherited from your father.

“I love you, Kyojuro. That’s what matters now.” You had told him when he tried to talk to you about it.

“But you are going to regret not having him in your life later on. I regret the same thing. You only have one father, my love.” He tried one last time, and this time, it looked like you were actually considering what he was saying. But that didn’t stop your initial comeback.

“Your father is an alcoholic. Mine just doesn’t like you for whatever reason.” You say, and he admits you have a point.

“I just… I don’t want to lose you, Kyo.” You mumble later on, looking down where you were fiddling with your fingers. He offers a reassuring smile, placing his hand over yours, and you look up at him.

“And you won’t. I’m just saying you might regret not talking to him later. At least think about it, alright?” He says, and you nod. He leans over and kisses you on the cheek, delighting in the way you smile.

Kyojuro finds out why your father hates him so much a year later when he decides to ask you to marry him.

Your family estate is as beautiful as ever, and he spies the cherry tree under which the two of you met. He knocks on the door and stands back, waiting for someone to open it.

Your mother opens the door, realizes who is on her doorstep, and tries to close it immediately. It only stops when Kyojuro wedges his hand between the door and the doorframe.

“Please hear me out.” He says quickly. He knows his time is limited. He only has so much time before any of your family refuses to talk to him.

“Why should I?” Your mother snapped. She looked tired, and he could see the world weighing on her shoulders.

“It’s about your child.” He says. He knew it wouldn’t be that hard for her to know who he was talking about. There was only one of her children who associated with him.

“I don’t have children who associate with you.”

“It’s about Y/N.” He said bluntly and didn’t miss how she stiffened.

Kyojuro heard your father call your mother’s name; a moment later, he was at his wife’s side. His smile turned to a scowl as soon as he saw the Flame Hashira.

“What do you want.”

It isn’t a question.

It’s a statement.

Kyojuro’s time is running out.

“I came to ask for Y/N’s hand in marriage.” He said, and your father actually laughed.

“Go ask them then. I have no business with them anymore.” He snapped and went to shut the door. But, again, Kyojuro wedges his hand between the sliding door and the doorframe.

“Why do you hate us so much? Have they disappointed you that much by associating with me?” He asks, genuinely curious. He wants—no, he has to know.

Your father pinches the bridge of his nose and looks like he might slam the door despite Kyojuro’s hand being in the way.

“It’s because of you.” He eventually says, and your mother places a hand on his arm.

“Darling, you don’t have—”

“I want to.” He says sternly and looks up at Kyojuro.

“It’s because you are a Hashira. So you’re bound to die and leave my child alone. You may be happy now, but you are going to die on a mission. I just know it. I don’t want that kind of sorrow for my Y/N. I don’t want them to marry you only to be alone.” He explains, sounding uncomfortable and oh so sad. Kyojuro’s heart clenches, and he holds his hands in fists.

“I love them.” He begins, trying to choose his words carefully. He needs your father to see how much he loves you.

“I love them with all my heart. I won’t leave them alone, I swear it! I promise to come home to them after every mission. I write them letters when I’m away. I have my fellow Demon Slayers to keep them company.” He tries to push all his emotions into his words. His heart is bursting at the seams with his affection for you.

Your father looks like he’s considering the simple words and glances at your mother. She nods. He turns back to look at Kyojuro and holds out a hand.

“Promise me you’ll take care of them.” He says, and Kyojuro grins, clasping the outstretched hand in both of his and bowing, pressing his forehead to the fingers.

“I promise!”

Kyojuro leaves the estate feeling as if he could defeat a thousand demons.

He gets to marry you.

He just needs to defeat the Mugen Train demon, and then he can come home and marry you.

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articfoxxxxsstuff · 2 years

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Good evening! Here I am with a Yandere/Dark Rengoku x reader fic for your reading pleasure. A bit of background information, the reader was the ice pillar before being captured by Kyojuro.

Title: Just give up

Yandere Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Again this gorgeous masterpiece is drawn by @nana.yin.nana on Instagram

Rengoku couldn't stop himself from frowning at his idiotic mistake. The usual cheery Hashira was irritated and it was all because of one person, you.

" I swear sweetheart that if I find you..."

Everything was suppose to go so well. You were suppose to be at home waiting for him with a welcoming hug but instead he came home and was greeted by multiple frozen icicles decorating his not so humble abode. As if the person responsible for this mess wanted to leave a statement before they left. The flame hashira gritted his teeth in annoyance and unsheathed his sword. In a flash of blazing flames, the ice quickly melted into a pool of water which seeped into his wooden tatami floor. His fiery crimson orbs glowed in the darkness of the night trying to scan for any trace that you left behind. "Silly girl." He chucked and ran his fingers through his reddish blonde hair.

Meanwhile, you had somehow managed to put some good distance between you and Rengoku's house. You panted in exhaustion while resting a hand on your belly. Rengoku was insane. As if caging you wasn't bad enough, you weren't even allowed to leave the house or even see your family and friends. That was when you decided that you had enough. Luckily today was one of those days where the Hashiras were summoned for their monthly meetings with Oyakata-sama. Rengoku had carelessly let his defences down and you took that chance to knock the guards unconscious.

"What the fuck." You cursed in pain when you accidentally tripped over some tree root on your way to the nearest village. You knew that you weren't as agile as you used to be because of your pregnancy. Yes, you were pregnant with Rengoku's child.

Beginning of Flashback

"(Y/n). You're not eating the dinner I made for us." The Hashira commented while flashing you the most blinding smile that he could offer. You flinched and looked away from him preferring to stay quiet. After all what is the point of answering when he never even bothered to listen.

"Sweetheart."

You shivered in fear when you heard the drop in Rengoku's voice signalling that he wasn't pleased with your behaviour.

"Are you going to make me repeat myself?" The man gingerly cupped your chin and made you face him.

"I...I don't seem to have any appetite lately. I am not sure why..." You stammered in fear.

The flame Hashira gave you a hard stare contemplating whether you were lying or not. His fiery orbs immediately widened at a sudden thought and his smile widened even further exposing his pearly white teeth. "Maybe you're pregnant my love."

You froze and felt all the air being sucked out of your lungs at the man's words. "Pree..g nant?" You blinked owishly at the man in front of you who chuckled lovingly at your reaction.

"Yes darling. Loss of appetite could mean that you're pregnant just like when my mother had Senjurou."

"But.... That's... I don't want..." You began but stopped when you felt Rengoku's grip tighten around your neck.

"You don't have a choice."

"You're hurting me Rengoku!" You threw the Hashira a pissed off look which he simply chose not to take notice of.

"Then behave."

You quickly bit your chapped lips to stop any form of retort from escaping. You didn't want to upset Rengoku and he did give you a momento of what would happen if you ever dared to misbehave. It still stung.

"I mean it's not impossible for you to be. After all, I've given you so much love all this while haven't I?" The man laughed amusedly at your reaction. "Haven't I?"

You stayed silent and doubtfully looked at the floor. How could his actions be really 'love'? He was insane.

"Sweetheart. I hate it when you ignore me."

You looked up to see the man staring hard at you without a smile on his face. "I'm sorry Kyojuro." You panicked when you felt his grip tightened even further.

"That's alright. I just need to remind you again about how much I love you." Rengoku smiled and pulled you into his embrace. He began gently stroking your hair and left a kiss on your forehead.

End of flashback

You were determined to escape this mad man and raise your child far away from your captor. The innocent child didn't deserve this, neither did you. It wasn't long before you had finally arrived at what would appear to look like an inn. The glowing bloody red lanterns from the building casted an eerie glow that reminded you too much about a certain someone.

Dusk was approaching quickly and you knew that you shouldn't be staying outside at this time. Demons would be prowling the area in search of their next meal. A pregnant lady with a child would make an excellent dish.

Before you could even set one foot into the building, you felt a familiar pair of arms possessively wrap around you from behind.

"Did you enjoy yourself sweetheart? I've already told you running away is useless."

You forcefully blinked away the tears that were forming at the corner of your eyes as a mixture of fear and dread began filling your entire being. There would be no escape for now. Not today. Not ever.

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Summer fun | Tengen + his wives & Rengoku Kyojuro

Collab with sweetest @otomiya-tickles

A/N: Another amazing and precious collab with my bestest girl Ginny! I had lots of fun as always baby, thank you for being so patient with me. I love you!

Summary: Rengoku gets invited to a summer tradition by Tengen and he hopes this tradition involves lots of water and summery fun, but... are they only having a picnic?! How boring!

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Rengoku was humming to himself. He tightened the straps of the bag that he had hanging on his back and felt a funny sensation swirling inside his chest, his smile widening with excitement.

He was happy.

It had been a long time since he felt like this- he couldn't deny that he always felt happy to see Senjurou after a long time, his little brother was the light of his life, but seeing Senjurou meant that he had to go back home, and coming back to that place always made him feel… awkward, melancholic and sad.

He also felt happy every time he killed a demon, but mixed with that little moment of ecstasy, there was always that feeling of utter sadness, thinking of all the innocent lives this creature had taken with its own hands and fangs, killing them for nothing but its own entertainment.

So he knew what happiness was, but it was always accompanied by a feeling of guilt and sadness, but right at that moment, he truly felt happy, excited even. He was not used to it and he couldn't help but feel a bit nauseous and lightheaded, but he tried to embrace it, and thinking about the lots of fun he would have that day made him feel even better.

He chuckled to himself and his pace quickened. The weather was getting better, summer arriving at its own pace, making days longer and nights shorter. Rengoku always liked the summer: swimming, festivals, water battles; nice, fresh beverages and sweet, juicy watermelons.

Summer was the perfect time to enjoy time together with friends and family, so when Tengen invited him earlier that week to be part of a little summer tradition he had with his wives, Rengoku couldn't help but accept the invitation right away. Tengen told him to be in a certain place at a certain hour, and as he made his way over there, he wondered what kind of activities they would do. He couldn't wait to get into fresh water and maybe even catch some fish to eat later!

He grinned. Oh, he was sure they were going to have lots… of… fun?

Eh?

"Ah! Rengoku-san! Over here!" Suma waved at him and three heads turned over to look at him, warm smiles on their faces.

They were sitting in the grass beneath big trees, a cozy looking picnic stalled out before them.

“You’re here,” Tengen greeted when Rengoku approached them. Rengoku smiled brightly as he scanned the scene. There was some food, like not necessarily summer-food, just plain lunch which did look delicious but…

“Ah, so we will eat lunch first! And then the summer tradition, right?” Rengoku said, putting down his bag and sitting down between them.

“Hehe, this is the summer tradition, dummy!” Suma said playfully.

“It’s our summer picnic. We’ve been wanting to invite you before but you were always busy,” Makio explained as she handed Rengoku a small bowl of rice.

“A picnic, right here?” he asked, looking around. He couldn’t deny it, they definitely chose a pretty place. But it was just a park? No lake? No beach? He didn’t want to say it. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want to….!

“That’s so boring!” Aaaah! Stupid mouth! Rengoku even smiled brightly when he said it.

“Eh?” Suma said, and she cocked her head. “Did you just say boring?”

“Let’s pretend we didn’t hear that! He won’t be bored when he tastes your delicious homemade food,” Tengen said brightly, placing some more food in Rengoku’s direction.

“It’s delicious!” Rengoku chirped with his mouth full. But he was still bored!

“What is even inside that bag?” Makio asked, pointing at Rengoku’s bag that was now resting in the grass with its contents useless for this summer tradition.

Rengoku hummed, swallowing a mouthful of food before smiling brightly at them, opening his bag and pulling out the insides to show them.

“I bought everything for summer fun,” he said with a rather sarcastic tone for someone like him, making Tengen bark out a laugh. “Look, here I have a towel, this ointment to protect your skin from the sun, and look! I even brought my swimwear!” He pulled out a pair of short pants that were, strangely, the exact same pattern of his haori. "However, it's a shame I won't get to use them just because you guys have this… really boring tradition."

Tengen laughed again as Hinatsuru chuckled awkwardly. "N-Now, Rengoku-san, we'll have plenty of fun, I assure you," she said with a kind smile and Rengoku looked at her with a smile too, but he knew that Hinatsuru was wrong. This was just boring.

"Yes, Rengoku-san!" Said Makio, placing another bento box between Rengoku's hands. "Isn't the weather nice here? And the food is also very good, isn't it? We even have salt grilled bream, isn't it your favorite?"

She was basically pushing the fish into his mouth, so Rengoku opened his lips to let her do so. Instantly, there was an explosion of salty flavors inside his mouth that made his taste buds tingle and his mouth water as he chewed on the fish enthusiastically.

The weather was nice, yes. He couldn't deny that they had chosen quite the place to make their summer picnic. The food was also fantastic, he hoped they kept refilling his bento boxes, but this was not what he was expecting.

He didn't want to sound like a spoiled child, but perhaps he really wanted to go to the beach and have a water war, but he shouldn't act this rude, right?

"Delicious!" He exclaimed again, wanting to avert the conversation from that topic as he kept himself busy, eating happily. Tengen’s wives seemed relieved to see him enjoying himself and they continued to eat and chat as well. However, Tengen’s eyes were on him for quite a while, and Rengoku wasn’t very sure why.

“Is there anything on my face?” he asked merrily, accidentally losing some food since he was talking with his mouth full. He quickly wiped it off his robes, leaving only a minor stain, and he licked his fingers clean.

Tengen chuckled and shook his head. “No. I’m just worried you’re not really enjoying yourself here, and that we might have burdened you by inviting you to this picnic,” he said.

Rengoku gasped and shook his head. “Not a burden! No, no!” he cried.

“Perhaps we could think of something that will make you enjoy yourself more? Ladies?” Tengen asked his wives for support. Oh oh? Like going somewhere for a swim? Rengoku watched them hopefully.

“Really, even if I’m just a little bored, don’t feel forced to HYa!” Rengoku jumped when Suma suddenly leaned over and pierced his side with her finger.

“You mean this, Tengen-Sama?” she asked sweetly, poking Rengoku again and making him shriek and jump to the side. The other side where Makio’s finger was awaiting him, also poking his side and tickling him.

“Exactly,” Tengen encouraged them with a smile. Rengoku clenched his lunch box in his hand and cackled.

“Hey! Hehehey what are we dohohoing?” He danced awkwardly in between them, but they kept poking him, a pink blush spreading across his cheeks.

Oh, this sensation. It had been a while, he didn't even think he was still ticklish, but it seemed that he was, the gentle pokes were making him laugh so much already and he tried to not drop his precious lunch box, but then Hinatsuru gently took it away from between his hands and Rengoku laughed when Suma's fingers turned those gentle pokes into firm squeezes against his lower ribs.

"Wahahait!" He laughed, pulling his arms tightly against his sides and bending over, his forehead almost touching the blanket where they all sat. "N-Nohohoho! I'm tihihihicklihish!"

"Oh? Are you now?" Tengen teased, making his wives giggle playfully. "I'm sure you're not so bored anymore, huh?"

Rengoku lifted his head to look at Tengen. Little tears were already present at the corners of his eyes and a big, bright smile pulled at his lips.

"I m-mehehean, y-you ahaha-are f-fohohorcihing me to lahahaugh so- ahahaha! I'm sohohohorry!"

He flopped onto the blanket when he felt thumbs digging into the back of his ribs, loud laughter poured out of him as he turned onto his back.

"Oh-uh, not a good choice," Hinatsuru said with a big grin on her face and soon Rengoku found out why he had made a huge mistake.

Four hands viciously tickled his exposed torso. Clawing at his tummy, squeezing his sides, digging into his ribs and even pinching his hips all at full speed.

“Lahahadies! Plehehease! Wahahah!” he howled, curling up, flopping and thrashing in between them.

“Watch the feet, girls,” Tengen said, casually leaning back when Rengoku almost kicked his lunch from his hands. He was so mean!

Makio was the first to get up while Suma continued to attack Rengoku’s torso. She sat down on top of his legs to pin them down effectively, and while she was at it…

“Nonono nohoho!” Rengoku cried when she took off his sandals so she could tickle his feet. Tengen laughed at this too, impressed by her move. Not only were Rengoku’s kicking feet and legs no longer a threat, they also proved to be pretty good tickle spots for her to torture.

Giggling, Makio tickled his feet and also tested the sensitivity of his legs, scribbling her skilful fingers all over his calves and the back of his knees before returning to his ticklish feet.

“Rengoku-san is ticklish all over!” Suma observed from the other side. Her fingers were still massaging Rengoku’s sides and ribs and it tickled! so! bad!

“HEeeheheheee! I cahahan’t! Ahahahah! It tihiihicklehehees!” he roared. Little tears had already become big tears as they dripped down his flushed cheeks.

He had forgotten he was this ticklish! He sure had his fair share of tickle fights with Senjurou, (that would last only a few seconds before their father would snap at their loud laughter), and he had also had some tickly moments with Kanroji Mitsuri every now and then, but he couldn't remember the last time he was tickled like this!

Tengen's wives were vicious in their attack, and strong enough to pin him nicely so he could barely do anything to stop them. Their nimble fingers would find their way through all of his defenses and he could only throw his head back with intense laughter.

It was a little embarrassing that he couldn't stop them, but at the same time he thought… that was a little fun. The little ache he felt in the muscles of his stomach from laughing and the ache at his cheeks and the funny sensation making his brain feel fuzzy. It all felt nice. He felt nice to let go and just… laugh. Truly laugh.

"It looks like you also want to join." Rengoku heard Tengen say and knew he was talking to Hinatsuru, who was still beside her husband, looking at the scene in front of her with a smile and flushed cheeks.

"Would that be okay?" She asked and Rengoku shrieked out a laugh, shaking his head.

"N-Nohohoho! Hi-Hihihinahahatsuru-sahahan! Hehehelp mehehe!" He said through his laughter, jerking heavily when Suma found a weak spot in the middle of his stomach, around his belly button and Makio's long nails had settled underneath his toes, carefully scratching at the tenderness of his skin.

Tengen laughed, a bit too excited by Rengoku's reactions. "Of course it's okay! Tell you what, we'll both join in~'

The sudden movement of both Tengen and Hinatsuru advancing on him actually disturbed all of the tickle chaos that was going on. Suma and Makio leaned back to make space for them, and Rengoku’s sudden kick and wild move shook them right off him - and before any of them could grab him, he got on all fours and started running, messing up the last of the picnic blanket as he kicked his way into freedom.

Not that he came far, of course.

“HEHehehe Tehehengen wahahah!” he cackled when Tengen caught up to him quickly, wrapping one arm around his middle and dragging him back down.

“Now where are you going huh?” he growled playfully. The others followed suit, and while Tengen dug with crazy madness into his sensitive sides and ribs, he felt how the soft delicate and feminine touches returned to his other tickle spots. Laying on his stomach, his feet were turned upwards and could be perfectly targeted by ten flexible fingers.

He could smell the sweet fragance he noted to be Suma’s as she kneeled down by his side where she pried one of his arms out of the way to tickle his underarm. Another tickled his neck and ears with her long tickly nails. Ah yes. Rengoku was really getting tickled to death by the four of them.

"NAHAHAT THEHERE!" He pleaded and he could hear Tengen and the girls laughing above him.

"Now, you gotta be more specific," Tengen said, clawing at the back of Rengoku's ribs, making him cackle like a mad man. "We're tickling you pretty much everywhere, where could 'there' be? Your feet?"

At the mention of that spot, Rengoku felt the tickling intensifying, especially under his toes and the balls of his feet. He tried to kick his legs, but they were pinned by Makio.

"Or maybe your legs?" Tengen asked again and Rengoku couldn't help but focus on those maddening squeezes to his inner thighs and the quick scribbles to the back of his knees from Hinatsuru's gentle hands.

"Plehehease, I'll dihihie!"

"Or maybe right here on your hips?" Tengen continued, his own fingers moving down to squeeze at Rengoku's hips, making him dance, trying to dislodge Tengen's hands from his hips. "Or your sides? Stomach? Ribs?"

Rengoku's face was on fire. The pleading had died down and he could only laugh his head off as he squirmed weakly, jolting every time Tengen moved to a different spot and shrieking when he dug his fingers into his sensitive skin.

"Or maybe under your arms or neck?"

Suma's fingers were very present under his arm, wiggling and digging into the middle of his armpits, making him laugh in hysterics, bubbly giggles mixing in-between when he felt long fingernails gliding across his neck and ears.

"EHEHEVERYWHEHERE!" Rengoku laughed, snorting and scrunching his nose up adorably.

Tengen laughed at that, a low and charming sound, but Rengoku could barely hear any of it as his own shrieking laughter surrounded all of them.

“Alright, that’s enough entertainment I think. His voice is doing things,” Tengen noted the pitchy and gaspy noises Rengoku was making, and finally, all fingers stopped tickling him and they moved off him so he could breathe like a normal person. Rengoku rolled on his back and sighed.

“You guys!” he whined, but he spread his arms and breathed out. Woah. He hadn’t laughed that much in…. forever?

“I don’t think he is bored anymore,” Suma giggled.

“But surely he’s feeling a little hot now,” Hinatsuru said.

“Even I am feeling hot, bwaha!” Makio laughed. Rengoku panted and wheezed. He felt a little hot and sweaty indeed after all that.

“Then… how about we skip desserts and go for a swim after all? We’re not near a beach, but I know a lake that’s pretty close,” Tengen suggested. Rengoku gasped and lifted his head, staring at him with wide and sparkly eyes.

“REALLY?” he squeaked, his voice still hoarse. Tengen smiled and held out his hand.

“You deserve a refreshing dive into the water. We all do. You’re right, it’s summer after all,” he said, helping Rengoku get back on his feet.

Rengoku was nearly dancing in excitement, his smile blinding as he quickly helped get everything ready for their departure to the lake, not without letting out some ridiculous squeaks and giggles as he was victim of some sneaky pokes and squeezes to his sides and ribs by those extremely playful ladies.

This was fun. Even being tickled until he was sweating was fun. And he was sure they all would have lots of fun once they arrived at the lake because what’s summer without a water fight? Rengoku was excited and happy.

He wished he could feel like that all the time…

“C’mon, Rengoku,” Tengen patted his back and pulled gently at his clothes. “Weren’t you so excited about the lake? Let’s go!”

“A-Ah,” Rengoku said, looking at his companions, all ready to have his so wanted summer fun. He chuckled, smiling brightly at them. “Yes, let’s go!”

He knew he couldn’t always feel this happy, but right now, he was going to indulge into this wonderful sensation and enjoy every second of it with these friends of his!

“Hurry up, Rengoku-san,” Makio said, smiling brightly. “Or else we’ll tickle you again.”

Rengoku laughed, “I am not even ticklish!” He laughed brightly when suddenly four hands reached out to tickle him at the same time. “Fihihine! Lehehet’s huhurry uhuhup!”

Ah yes, he was going to enjoy himself to the fullest!

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