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kyojurokoibito · 11 months

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"LET ME PAY YOU!"

Pairing(s): kyojuro rengoku x reader

Synopsis: how kyojuro met his civilian wife

Genre: fluff

Warning(s): n/a

Kao's Notes: just something to put out there while i work on requests in the meantime :) enjoy! <3

"EXCUSE ME, MISS!"

"OH MY G—!" *BANG* "OW!"

you hit the top of your head on the bottom shelf of your stall as a loud voice rang through the night. you ran a popular food stall in the small, lovely town you call home. people loved coming by your food stall for the service, the food, and for a chance to talk with a beautiful lady. each day, you decided to try a new recipe, and everyone was eager to see what you'd be serving every day.

"forgive me," the loud voice called again. "it was not my intention to startle you!"

"i-it's alright." rubbing the crown of your head with a slight pout, you rose to look at the owner of said voice. "i–um–wasn't expecting many people to come by this late, so you caught me by surprise."

taking in the man's appearance, you quickly gathered he was a demon slayer. the distinct design of his haori, the nichirin blade at his hip, and the obvious uniform was a dead giveaway.

you smiled, "would you like something to eat while you're here? i'm making gyu kushi(beef skewers) on top of rice, along with some mochi tonight. you'd be the final person i'm serving!"

the man's smile nearly blinded you, "yes! i would appreciate that very much!"

"great!" his smile was so contagious. you couldn't help but to deliver one as well. "how many orders would you like?"

"that depends," he stated loudly, excitedly slamming his hands on the counter and smiling at you. "how many are you willing to make?!" that's...the first time you've received that response.

"o-oh...uh..." you looked beneath your stall again. "well, i could make the rest of my inventory for you..." you lifted your head to look at him with a nervous laugh. "although, it's a considerably large amount of food, sir."

he laughed, "if you are willing to make it, i am willing to eat it! and no need to call me, sir! i am rengoku kyojuro!" you couldn't stop yourself from laughing along.

"then i'll be happy to make it for you, rengoku-san!"

kyojuro watched you gather the ingredients and quickly get to work on prepping his food. it was clear this was like second nature to you. you worked so diligently and moved with unwavering certainty.

"so," you began as you continued cooking but kept your gaze on kyojuro. this caused the hashira to look at you. "what brings you by this late?"

"a mission," he stated proudly, his smile never leaving. "it is completed, but i always stop by to check on towns nearby!"

"well, that's nice of you," you stated before finishing his first plate of food and handing it to him. "here, have a taste before i make the rest."

he loudly thanked you before placing the beef skewer between his teeth, pulling one of the chunks of meat off with his teeth.

"TASTY!" another bite. "TASTY!" a bite of rice. "TASTY!" a bite of mochi. "TASTY!"

you clapped your hands in delight, overjoyed that the hashira found your food so tasteful.

"so, everything tastes okay? would you still like to have the rest, rengoku-san?" you asked, although you're sure you already knew the answer.

"yes! i would love the rest!" he began fishing around in his pocket. "how much would it be?!"

"oh no," you quickly shook your head and quickly began preparing the rest of the food with a content smile. "i never charge the slayers that pass through. it's the least i can do for you all."

"please!" he slammed a pouch of coins onto the counter, causing you to shriek at the loud noise. he leaned forward, eyes boring into you with conviction. "ALLOW ME TO PAY YOU!"

"i-it's no trouble, really!" you jumped back from the close proximity. he only leaned in closer.

"THIS AMOUNT OF FOOD WOULD SURELY MAKE A GREAT PROFIT FOR YOU!! LET ME PAY!!!"

"b-but, the sales i've made today are more than enough already!!!"

"TAKE MY MONEY!"

"i don't need to!!!"

you two continued back and forth like this as you finished cooking the remainder of his food, packaging them nicely in cute boxes, which only fueled his desire to pay you. as you had given him the last box, he beckoned you to him.

"if you will not let me pay," he placed his free hand on his hip. "then allow me to escort you home!"

placing a hand on your chin, you paused to mull it over. it was pretty late, and you did live on the other side of the town. even if it was small, it would grant enough time for a demon to stake its claim on you.

"alright," you finalized with a greatful nod. "sounds fair!"

on the way, you both engaged in a quiet, lovely conversation. topics ranging from your cooking, his work as a slayer(at least the parts he could tell you), or your childhood, the atmosphere around you was peaceful. now, the current subject of the conversation was family.

"yes, you're right," you respond with a smile as rengoku concluded a story about his little brother. "it can be difficult to care for little siblings. especially if the parent is...more or less present." you cringed at your lack of better term, but kyojuro didn't mind at all. "my parents, unfortunately, fell victim to a demon, so i understand."

"very much so, and i am sorry to hear that! my condolences to you!" he responded with a solemn nod before asking his next question. "i take it you have a sibling then?"

"mhm," you nodded with delight as you drew nearer to your house. "i am the eldest of seven."

"SEVEN?!" he immediately fished the pouch of coins back out before shoving it in your direction. "SUCH A LARGE FAMILY! NOW YOU REALLY MUST TAKE MY PAYMENT!!!"

"i told you already," you pushed it back toward him in defiance. "i don't need it!" he tossed the pouch towards you, leaving you no choice but to catch it. "hey! take it back!" you tried to hand the coin pouch back to him.

"my apologies," he exclaimed after using his other hand to hold the food as well, even though he didn't need to. his smile never faltered as he blatantly ignored your attempts to return his money. "but my hands are full! i can not hold anything else!"

"but you were carrying it one-handed this whole time! you can just–"

"my hands are full!"

"but–"

"i can not carRY ANYMORE!"

"ren–"

"IT IS A PERFECTLY LEGITIMATE REASON AS TO WHY YOU MUST KEEP IT!"

you gave up.

kyojuro–1

y/n–0

upon reaching your house, you turned face kyojuro and gave him a polite bow.

"thank you for walking me back, rengoku-san," you stood straight. "you really didn't have to...nor did you have to pay me."

"it was no trouble at all," he smiled down at you. "and please, call me kyojuro."

you opened the door, and entered the doorway to your home chorus of "NII-SAN" called out to you. fondly shaking your head at your siblings(who were supposed to be in bed by now), you turned back to the hashira and returned his smile.

"alright, well," you placed a gentle hand on one of your little brother's heads, who'd been tugging on your shirt to get your attention, and replied in a hushed voice. "goodnight, kyojuro. have a lovely evening, and please travel safely."

he visibly brightened once he heard his name fall from your lips, and a gentle smile was bestowed upon you.

"goodnight to you as well, and thank you."

as you closed the door, kyojuro happily went on his way but stopped. he couldn't believe he forgot such an important piece of information.

oh well, he'll simply have to find his way back to you because he never got your name.

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flametrashira · 6 months

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Husband!Kyojuro stopping at a town to rest on his way back from a mission and witnessing a man suggestively catcalling a woman. At first Kyojuro is ready to jump in and defend the woman's honor, but from her reaction it's apparent that she knows the man well (perhaps he's her husband) and she likes his playful banter.

Kyojuro watches on as the couple flirt boldly in public, not caring if others see their blushing faces, the promise in their eyes, or overhear their thinly-veiled hunger for each other. And of course, his thoughts wander to you and whether you would enjoy the same banter.

He thinks about it all the way home. He runs a thousand scenarios through his head. There are so many parts of you he could brazenly compliment and it's hard just to pick one. He tests out different levels of heat, settling on something he feels is suggestive without being outright lewd.

"Boldness, Kyojuro. You can do this!"

By the time he reaches your hometown he's practically giddy, knowing it's market day and you'll likely be shopping for groceries. And sure enough, there you are, completely unaware of his presence; basket resting on your hip as you chatter with the merchants, smile radiant, sunlight dancing in your hair.

"I LOVE YOU!"

The words tumble out of him far louder than intended, drawing the attention of every person in the busy street.

While they weren't the words he intended to call out, he means them just the same. And they certainly serve the purpose of making both of you blush.

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thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch · 2 months

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w.count: 1.8k- he's back.. as a treat c:

recently, kyojurou always sleeps best with a weight on his chest.

this hasn't always been the case, however. no, for the vast majority of his life, sleep had usually always found him quite easily. the small douse of sleep resistance in his early days was the only time on mental record that he could truly recall sleep evading him. on top of his usual power naps on the clock- since traveling in the sun and working under the moon left little time for many full nights rest- he can say he does well for himself in the exhaustless department.

of course, that was until you threw a wrench into everything.

the casual relationship you both had was something both frustrating and comforting to the 20-something flame hashira. on one hand, you both knew that relationships could prove to be difficult in the long run with this occupation. with him being sent out on near back-to-back high-level jobs dealing with more lethal demons than others... he didn't want to unintentionally burden you with anxiety over his safety and well-being. kyojuro was strong, stronger than other fellow hashira, but still weaker than others. and even if his strength seemed flawless in the eyes of weaker people- he isn't infallible and you know that.

so, after a long discussion with you on a night where he had downtime, the conclusion you both came to was- as forementioned- a simple and complicated one. he would continue to care for and about you, treating you with affection he knows you deserve. but he would always be mindful never to cross that threshold into a labeled relationship. you agreed to his terms and offered to return everything he gave you in kind.

however, even if that was what was decided by you both mutually, the turning in his gut when something happened to his distaste didn't just go away. situations where someone was too close to you, where you looked someone else's way so that you wouldn't stick to him like a leech looking for sustenance. when you would excuse yourself to some other task so you wouldn't overstep the bonds of your agreement. it irked him down into the pit of his stomach.

perhaps it was jealousy of others or maybe it was envy since even though he cared so much he couldn't comfortably have you like others could.

it was moments like the one he found himself a week ago where all those feelings fell off his shoulders like dried clumps of dirt. cracking and chipping off his body. a rare chance to accompany you on a mission was always a welcome occasion in his books.

the missions location was in the moutains and the rain was heavy all day and well into the evening. with the lack of light from the sun that had long since set and the terrain that was only worsening, he implored that you both seek shelter in the nearest abandoned hut or cave you could find.

"it would be far too careless to continue on this way," he instructs. to ensure you stay at his side, his hand held tightly onto yours. the way the rain and wind tried to make his hand slip against yours and threaten to break you apart from him only made his hold tighten. "come, under here." he yanks you gently into a small undercut of rock and grass and mud. it was hardly the ideal place for shelter, but it was the best option for the current situation.

grabbing onto the cutout rock made throughout time, he lets you sit and tuck your knees in first before he's clambering under beside you. admittedly, the fit is tight since this particular undercut courtesy of the land wasn't particularly large. in fact, the longer you both sat squeezed together with your toes still getting soaked by rainwater and mud, the more it seemed like this was actually a bad idea and that you should've just kept on going until something more suitable popped up.

"perhaps we should-" his suggestion of possibly relocating somewhere else was promptly cut off by your body sliding off his shoulder that you had been leaning against. your head lulled off, ducking and acting as a weight that caused your whole upper body to shift. your shoulder slides off his and across half of his chest before he quickly catches it in the palm of his opposite hand to stop you from falling into his lap entirely. "are you-" the word 'alright' never makes it out of his mouth when he sees you... "asleep?"

how in the world you managed to tune out the sound of the heavy downpour a foot away from your face, or even find comfort in your soaked and chilly clothes is lost on him. maybe you had been exhausted and he didn't notice- which sends a pang of guilt through his chest- but surely you would've told him so if that were the case.

using his other hand that wasn't holding your shoulder up, he wraps his arm around your shoulders, bringing it around to place on your forehead. you weren't sick, were you? through the dampness of your skin, he felt no heat of fever, so that wasn't it.

kyojuro doesn't understand, but he doesn't truly need to. understanding wouldn't change the fact you were asleep.

his arm that was used to check your temperature stayed around you and even pulls you closer to him. his knee that was closest to you was bent to avoid the rain, though he extends it back out into the rainfall once again to make room for your comfort soaking the fabric straight through. your back pushed against his chest in a comforting sense of pressure. your head lay tilted under his jaw- nose just barely brushing against his throat- which he had adjusted so he could rest his chin easily on your crown.

you smell of rain and grass, but under it, he still could smell the scent of you among the elements. even though you were both drenched, he still found you warm against him and as he shut his eyes to take in the moment of peace, he thought that perhaps this peace was how you managed to fall asleep in the first place.

now, kyojuro sits irritated. legs and arms crossed as his eyes scrunch closed. his leg bounces and his fingers tap against his bicep as he sits in his resting robes on top of his futon.

since that day, the great annoyance he feels creep up his neck when he lays down to rest keeps him from doing so. boring himself to sleep has worked once or twice, but it never lasts. even when he did get sleep, he was always restless, which he greatly disliked since his whole life before this, he was a fairly heavy sleeper.

he's tried other possible solutions. using an extra pillow and laying it on his chest. folding a large blanket up to sit on top of him. he's even contemplating getting a stray dog off the street just for it to curl up on his warm chest- even if that was a considerably foolish idea.

kyojuro's stay at this abode was temporary. it was one of the few wisteria houses that take in and care of demon slayers, and he was set to leave in a day or so. becoming fed up with his impossible plight, he pulls his robes tighter around his waist and shifts the sleeves to cover his shoulders more appropriately before he leaves his temporary room.

perhaps some fresh air would be good for him.

he barely makes it two steps out of his room before he's being addressed. down the hall, his name comes from the mouth that is the cause for all his restless nights unbeknownst to you.

"kyojuro!" you softly call so as to not wake anyone sleeping at the late hour. he turns to see you waving at him and coming closer. at your approach feels his resolve crack. "i heard you were staying here when i arrived earlier. what're you still doing up?"

when you come up to him and stop at his bare feet standing on the veranda, he splinters more. he can hear the cracks in his subconscious instead of your words he knows what you're saying because your lips are moving.

"are you going to sleep?" his sudden question cuts you off and you stare at him with pure confusion since it had nothing to do with what you were previously saying. even in this dull lighting, he seemed awfully tired. more so than you remember ever seeing before. reaching up, you cup his cheek in one of your hands with concern painting your face.

kyojuro shatters at the contact.

you yelp when he gently takes your hand into his and pulls it off his face only to march back into his still-open door and drag you in after him. kyojuro shuts the door behind you before he grabs your shoulders and pushes you down as gently as he can onto his futon after marching you to it.

"hey!" you whisper yell, hardly able to see anything aside from the moonlight casting shadows into his room. "what's this all about?" you yelp again when he wordlessly yanks the covers out from under you so he can crawl under them. before you can start questioning him again, he's snaking his arm under your arm and pushing his palm against the middle of your back.

your hands brace yourself against his chest as he falls onto his back, and you're left awkwardly lying halfway on top of him. at your weight, you feel him let out a deflating breath onto the top of your head.

"uh, kyojuro?" you attempt to push against his chest and sit up to ask him what in the world has gotten into him, but he stops you. his grip around you is solid and you feel the tips of his fingers push further into your back to keep you in place.

"stay." he all but commands in a tone that was soaked in irritated drozziness. you simply drop your forehead into the crook of his neck defeated. there are no more words exchanged that night. with you perched on top of him, kyojuro easily falls asleep for the first full nights rest he's had in a week.

in the morning, when he fesses up to his body's sudden demand of your presence, weight, and warmth for even a decent night of rest, you can't help but tease him.

it takes a while to find some sort of middle solution to his sleepless problems since you can't always be around him for obvious work-related reasons. kyojuro doesn't say it out loud, but you're his just as much as he's yours- as per your agreement. that alone should give him the right to hold you at night when you're around at the very least.

a/n: mmmm i feel like this could've been so much better but im rUSTY ;n;

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mysicklove-main · 10 months

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“i like you.”

you pause, smiling to yourself. “I know, love, we are dating.”

“but i've never liked anyone this much," Rengoku says, pressing his lips onto the back of your hand. a kiss for each knuckle. he says that every inch of you deserves love, so often times you find him kissing your hands, your temples, your wrists.

it wasn’t like the two of you were doing something big to deserve this declaration of "love". you both were sitting crossed-kneed across each other and drinking warm tea. well, you were— he was staring at you, seeming to hang off every word you said.

but of course, he just got back from his week-long mission, he was always so doting the day after. it was cute seeing how affectionate he can be. he wanted to know exactly what you did the days he was away. he didn't want to miss anything important involving you.

when you set the tea down, he gently pulls you over to him, wrapping his body around yours and presses light kisses along your neck. “we should be wed.”

you softly smile as you always do. he has said this so many times, so you don’t even falter at it. “you know I would love to kyo.”

he sighs and presses his forehead to your shoulders. you can feel his body droop, the disappointed unhidden. “but I won’t risk you being a widow. it’s harder for a widow to find a husband”

his arms tighten around you, as if the mere idea makes him uncomfortable. he has come to terms to the fact that he could die any mission, but with you around everything feels so different. the thought of you being left alone haunts him.

“if something did happen to you, I wouldn’t take another,” you mumble leaning into his chest. it was true, you don't think you would recover if he ever did pass.

“i would want you to!”

you turn toward him with a raised eyebrow, before dragging your finger up his arm. "yeah? want me to lay in another mans arms?" you murmur, and press a kiss to his jaw, causing him to shiver. "kiss another man like this?", and begin to run your fingers down his body, "touch another man so sensually?"

he grips onto your hand before they reach their destination. his eyes peer into yours, and he has a soft pinkness to his cheeks. "marry me."

you slightly tilt your head to the side, a lazy smirk on your face. "and if i become a widow?"

he uses one hand to rub the back of your hand, and the other to lightly hold onto your neck. "nothing sounds worst than the thought of you with another. that alone will drive me to stay alive."

you grin at him. "mhmm, I do like the idea."

he brings his face closer toward yours, his forehead almost touching yours. "marry me."

"i am forever yours, Kyojuro."

he presses his lips to yours for a moment, and pulls away, the tips of his ears now burning. "I really like you."

"yeah? funny, because I really like you too."

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xxsabitoxx · 1 year

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Kyojuro holding his newborn baby, swaddled tightly in a peach colored blanket, little cheeks squishing against it. His smile is dazzling, eyes sparkling in such a way that you swear the whole universe is residing in them. He’s staring down at his baby’s face, quietly wondering how he was going to be as a father. For the next eighteen years at least, it was your job and his to raise the little one. He was only twenty, just barely out of that phase of life himself. Yet, Kyojuro wouldn’t change a damn thing. He’s smiling at you, watching your sleepy gaze reach out to place your had where his was. “Crazy isn’t it?” He nodded, eyes shifting from your face back to the sleeping one in his arms. “At least we’re doing it together.” he couldn’t fathom doing this with anyone else but you. “What’s even crazier is that your genes are still so damn strong after all these generations.” He couldn’t help but laugh, body shaking just enough to wake the small bundle. A soft cry sounded and both of you jumped, Kyojuro immediately apologized to the little newborn, rocking and bouncing them softly. You watched, heart aching at how naturally fatherhood came to him. As your baby’s cries settled, their eyes opened slowly. You drew closer, your heads nearly pressed together as your baby blinked. “I know they probably can’t even see us…with how newborn eyes are and such… but they know it’s us.” You fought back a giggle as you realized your baby had Kyojuro’s eyes. With the way his genes work, it wasn’t exactly a shock. “They recognize their mother’s heartbeat.” Kyojuro smiled as you gently ran your finger along their perfect little nose. “Oh they definitely recognize your voice, Kyo.” With how often he talked to your bump, it was impossible for them to not recognize their daddy’s voice. “I can tell.” Kyojuro was smiling down at the warm bundle, fast asleep once more. You shared a knowing glance, smiling as you both settled into the blankets. Kyojuro could easily get used to this, warm and safe, surrounded by the two people he loved more than anything. [happy birthday Kyo <3]

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witchy-scribblings · 9 months

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imagine matching with rengoku kyojuro on tinder...

❀ tinder date kyojuro who has a long ass bio, written in all caps and with an excessive amount of exclamation marks and fire emojis, but his introduction is so sweet and endearingly to the point that you ignore the possibility of him being another weirdo.

❀ "about me: HI! I'M KYOJURO!!! I LOVE EATING AND KENDO TRAINING 🔥🔥 SET YOUR HEART ABLAZE AND FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 NOT LOOKING FOR HOOKUPS!!!"

❀ tinder date kyojuro who has only uploaded three pictures of himself: a selfie featuring the most intense eyes and radiant smile you've ever seen, a shot of a table covered in various delicious-looking dishes and a full body shot of him right after a training session, displaying a very sculpted and very sweaty upper body.

❀ tinder date kyojuro whose friend, uzui, was the actual mastermind behind the idea of introducing him to online dating (and who is to blame for the addition of that third picture everyone say thank you tengen).

❀ tinder date kyojuro who isn't partial to the idea of matching for a hook-up because that's far from his style.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who feels so pulled in by your profile when it appears that he doesn't even swipe right, he superlikes instead.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who forces himself not to stare at your swimsuit pictures because he thinks it's disrespectful, but at the same time can't stop admiring how pretty your face and smile are.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who feels so ridiculously giddy when he matches with you (even more if you had already swiped right on him before he superliked you) that he messages you immediately.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who couldn't come up with a pick-up line to save his life, so he just started with a very simple, very straightforward "HI! I'M KYOJURO! I THINK YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!! 🔥🔥😃"

❀ tinder date kyojuro who is admittedly bad at replying because he's generally very disconnected from his phone, but when he does answer he can engage in hours-long conversations if nothing else demands his immediate attention and, of course, if you're up for them.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who respectfully ends chats with other matches the moment he becomes hopeful and optimistic about the direction of his conversations with you, because he would never, ever ghost other people if he stopped being interested.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who has actually taken notes of the hints you drop from time to time, like preferred date types and spots, hobbies, your favorite flowers, what kind of drink you order at coffee shops...

❀ tinder date kyojuro who doesn't rush meeting you in real life because he's genuinely content just chatting with you and learning more about you, but is unmistakably excited when you decide to exchange phone numbers.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who is smitten with the first voice note you send him, especially because it was of you wheezing at some funny inside joke he had referenced, and he had thought you had the most stunning kettle laugh ever (he lets you know that).

❀ tinder date kyojuro who physically fist bumps the air when the topic of your actual first date together comes up, and he can't help gushing to uzui about every detail he arranges with you. "a picnic, tengen! isn't it just the most wonderful idea for a first date?"

❀ tinder date kyojuro who turns up at the park only a few minutes later than you, apologizing for making you wait with a lovely bouquet of your favorite flowers.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who is absolutely delighted (and, flankly, a little blown away) that you had prepared some homemade food for the picnic (some of which he remembers having mentioned he likes).

❀ tinder date kyojuro who hasn't even held hands with you yet, but thinks he could marry you on the spot after the first bite of your cooking; he's the literal embodiment of the saying "the easiest way to a man's heart is through his stomach" (and yes, of course he goes "UMAI").

❀ tinder date kyojuro who loses track of time when he's with you, and visibly deflates like a scolded puppy when it gets dark because it means it's time to say goodbye. it helps, just a little, that you ask him to walk you home, and he complies without hesitation.

❀ tinder date kyojuro, whose disappointment at having to part ways with you is easily fixed when you confess that you'd love to see him again as soon as possible, and he has to actively fight the urge to squeeze the life out of you right there by your doorstep.

❀ tinder date kyojuro who deletes his tinder account as soon as he gets home because he knows it in his bones that there's no need for further searching.

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shinobuscanonwife · 2 months

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Obanai, rengoku and Giyuu meeting there child for the first time?

Hello!! I'm so sorry for the lack of posts recently I've been busy recently. But i've had a lot of inspiration for writing recently so i'm going to try and work on some requests!!

𝑶𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒊

Obanai anxiously waited for the doctor to give him permission to come into the room. After what felt like an eternity of waiting, he was finally able to see you. He walked into the room and sighed in relief when he saw you and your newborn son. He made his way over to the hospital bed and he planted a kiss on your cheek. "How are you?" He asked seriously. He held your hand in one hand, and he gently traced his thumb over the baby's cheek with the other "can I hold him?" he asked softly. When you nodded, he let go of your hand and cradled the baby gently. Obanai smiled when he saw the baby smile at him. "He's perfect" Obanai said softly.

𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒌𝒖

He ran into the hospital room when the doctor said he could come in. He smiled when he saw you holding their newborn daughter. "How are you?" Rengoku asked in a soft tone. He kissed you softly and smiled at the baby. Rengoku had been under so much stress recently with his father and his job wasn't helping with his stress either but when he saw you holding your daughter all his worries and stress melted away. He hugged you and the baby and rested his chin on your head, and he just enjoyed the moment.

𝑮𝒊𝒚𝒖𝒖

He was worried sick about you and the baby. His leg bounced impatiently as he waited for the doctor to come out. After what seemed like forever the doctor finally came out and said that he could see her and Giyuu sprang up and walked into your room. He saw you laying there with your newborn daughter and he couldn't help but tear up. He had lost so many people in his life, and he never saw himself having children ever. A part of him was worried that he wouldn't be a good father but seeing you with their daughter made all those worries melt away. Giyuu kissed you softly and the kissed the baby's forehead softly. "She's perfect." He said softly.

Thank you sm for reading!!! Have an amazing day/night!!

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flametrashiraarchive · 9 months

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Kyojuro Rengoku X Reader

SFW- fluff, older Kyojuro, older reader

Crow's Feet.

One morning, out of the blue, you realized that your husband, Kyojuro, had crow's feet.

He was holding your hand across the breakfast table, his grip firm and reassuring as he excitedly told you the story of how his brother, Senjuro had finally proposed to his sweetheart.

As adorable as the story was, you found yourself zoning out and just losing yourself in the beauty of the man you were honored to call yours.

Kyojuro's smile was warm and inviting. Years ago it had been his smile which really elevated him in your estimation from "cute guy" to "husband material." And now, as you approached twenty years of marriage, that smile– that beautiful, contagious smile– had left permanent creases at the corners of his eyes.

Somehow he had become even more gorgeous over the years; a seemingly impossible achievement, since he was by far the most breathtaking man you had ever laid eyes on from day one. Twenty years ago he'd been so, so pretty. But now… god, he was stunning: older, fuller, with little strands of platinum just beginning to peek through his blonde hair.

Kyojuro was living proof that perfection could be improved upon, and you were as smitten with him as you had been in those early days. More so, in fact.

But it wasn't just his beauty or the generosity of his smiles. It was the fact that he had made it this far.

Despite everything; despite demons and battles, near misses, injuries, and endless nights of worry, he was still by your side, and had lived and laughed long enough to be blessed with crow's feet.

A sudden silence snapped you from your reverie.

"Love?" Kyojuro smiled before he spoke once more. "I'm talking too much, aren't I?"

"Never. Please go on."

His creases deepened as his smile spread and broke into a chuckle. "Well, what do you think?"

"About...?"

He laughed, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "My question. About their wedding gift."

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

"You were among the clouds my love. It's okay. It's early."

Your cheeks grew warm. "No it's not that it's just... I really love you, Kyojuro."

He softened, stroking his thumb over the peaks of your knuckles. "I love you too."

He stood then, one hand braced on the breakfast table as he leaned across and kissed you, his lips soft and warm, pulling you in and making your heart flutter.

When the kiss broke he smiled, his brilliant gold and ruby eyes traversing your face. "You know, I love these little lines here." He brushed his finger so lightly against the fine crescent-shaped wrinkles forming at the corners of your lips. "Your smile lines. They're so beautiful."

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ladytamayolover · 11 months

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‘ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ’

An innocent little fluff of fem!readerxKyojuro Rengoku.

premise: They are cute parents with cute kids

“Kyojuro!” You basically screams, running over to your husband. “I thought you would be gone forever.” You cupped his face as he held her close to his chest.

“How is my lovely wife? And our lovely children?” He says, as he ignores the deep cut on his arm. He had just gone in his last mission, ever, after two children, that’s what it took to get this passionate man to retire. He wanted to do so sooner then later, but slayers have had a downfall in numbers recently, but he finally decided he deserved it.

“Natsumi, stop pulling your fathers uniform, it’s going to rip.” You says gently. Your daughter, Natsumi, was pulling at her fathers outfit attempting to get his attention. Natsumi looked just like you, except had Kyojuros eyes. Eyes softening, as Kyojuro looked down at his daughter, scooping her up.

“How are you my dear?” He says as she giggles as he spins her around, before hugging her tightly.

“I’m good Otousan! I made you a drawing! Let me get it.” He puts her down as she scurry’s off. Her long H/C hair bobbing as she runs to the home.

“Kouki is in the garden my love.” You say. Staring at your husband, the warm midday sun shimmering down on you two as he waits for Natsumi to return. “I will go fetch him. He will be very pleased to see you.”

“Kouki can finish playing whatever he’s doing in the garden, let me have a moment with my wife.” Kyojuro says before taking you, to hold you in a tight embrace. His body heat projects from off of him onto you. In such a warm manner everything seems to glow. Everything seems to fade in a gentle, warm, blurry glow. Just him. His arms wrapped around you, being squeezed close to him. it’s all that matters in the second. The moment, of pure silence, quickly touches you, a cold, salty tear runs down your face. How you missed him.

“Otousan! I got the drawing.” Quickly the scurry of your small daughters feet comping closer, thats what drifts you from the moment. Peering down at her art, you truly are amazed. It’s a simple water color drawing, simple, just a flash of warm reds, oranges, and yellows, but even then you are immediately reminded at your husband.

“It’s wonderful Natsumi! I love it!” Kyojuro takes the piece your daughter is waving in his face, “It’s a masterpiece, right my love?”

“Couldn’t be more correct.” You say nodding towards him. Nothing but joy submerging you. “Natsumi, will you please go get your brother?” Calmly leaning down to get closer to eye level with your daughter. She enthusiastically nods and scurry’s away. “She acts so much like you, Kyo.”

“You think?”

“Oh, definitely. She’s loud, enthusiastic, and passionate, and, stubborn.” You say teasingly, as Kyojuros face gets flustered.

“I am not stubborn! But I take the others as compliments and gladly accept them! But I am not stubborn!” He says, louder then usual, but he always speaks loud. Biting your lip so you don’t break out into a laughing fit, you take his face in your palms, kissing his check, so he’s less red from embarrassment, now red from your touch.

“My darling, if you weren’t stubborn you wouldn’t be so persistent about how you aren’t.” You tease, a bit more obvious this time. Deciding he will lose against you, Kyo simply kisses you. Warmth. Suddenly you were drowning in warmth. The aura he gave off was warm, calm, and loving. What you would give to be there with him, like this, all day, each day. And now you can.

“Otousan!” Suddenly the pounding of larger feet, but still small compared to you and kyojuro, hit the ground. Looking over you see a miniature Kyojuro, also known as your son Kouki.

“Kouki, how are you?” Kyojuro says as he gently pats his sons flamy hair.

“I am good! I have been practicing with the training sword you got for me, I am ready to become a slayer! Just like you!” He beams, your son was more reserved, sweet, but liked to experience life a bit more quietly. Unlike his father and younger sister. Though, when he was with his father, he was louder, more impulsive, and very bold. The affects your husband made on everyone’s lives for the better would forever amaze you. How could someone be so perfect?

“I am sure you will be ready to train a bit more seriously soon. Let’s go see you in action then shall we?” Marching off the two identical men went off to a clearing in your property. Noticing a slight tug on your kimono you look down to see your daughter.

“Okaasan, can we make Sakura Mochi?” Natsumi was starring up at uou with her large, flame eyes, you could melt at the gaze of your daughter.

“How could I say no? Let’s go make some and then watch your father and brother train.”

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raysrays · 21 days

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All Jokes Aside

Kyojuro Rengoku X GN! Tsuguko! Reader

CW: Teasing, fluff, Gn Reader, suggestive flirting, new relationship.

Scenario: Ever since taking on the role of Tsuguko and lover to the Flame Hashira, you’ve noticed a delightful shift in the atmosphere during your training sessions lately. But what happens if your teasing goes a little too far.

Request by: @kanashi-z

A/N: thank you all so much for all the requests!! I’m so behind and I’m terribly sorry! I promise I will get to all of them soon. Appreciate and love all of you <3

You and Kyojuro had been training together for a good while. So, when he suggested the idea about you becoming his Tsuguko, you were all in, no hesitation. But then, he went a step further, asking for something more. That's when things between you two began to shift.

He had always embodied the qualities of kindness, care, and loudness, but now, there was an added layer of affection that wasn’t always present before. The transition wasn’t instant; it took a few months for both of you to fully adapt to this new closeness. You however quickly started to get the hang of it.

As you two trained, the cashing of swords rang though the training grounds. You might not have matched Kyojuro's strength, but every man has his weaknesses. It only took a few training sessions together for you to uncover his.

His smile widens as he effortlessly knocks you off your feet, sending you tumbling to the ground. He stands over you, his gaze looking down with confidence.

“Still too slow for me, little flame,” he remarks, his tone oozing with self-assurance.

While Kyojuro is undeniably kind, you’ve recently discovered that outside of his mentorship role, he can be quite cocky. But you know just how to bring him back down to earth.

Accepting his hand to help you up, you close the distance between you, personal space forgotten.

A grin spreads across your face as you notice a slightly flustered look creeping onto his face.

“Little flame… as much as I enjoy our closeness, we’re supposed to be training,” he murmurs, his voice softer than usual, a complete contrast to his constant loud demeanor.

Your hands, now free of your sword, now drift up his arms slowly.

“We’ve been training for quite a while. Perhaps it’s time for a break,” you suggest, a knowing glint in your eye, a look he’s grown accustomed to lately.

He frowns, a hint of pink starting to paint his cheeks as he meets your gaze. “Sunflower, the day is still young. It’s not time for a break yet,” he counters.

You can’t help but smile at his resistance, laying on your flirtatious tone. “You shouldn’t overwork yourself, Master,” you tease.

He notices, of course. “Kyojuro,” he corrects you.

“You’re not just my Tsuguko anymore; you are my partner. Address me as such,” he asserts, you relish in the adorable look on his face as he avoids your gaze.

But you love every moment of this, knowing exactly which buttons to push to win this battle.

“Okay… you really shouldn’t overwork yourself, Kyojuro,” you utter his name like a sacred mantra, knowing the effect it has on him.

He can’t help but let his mind wonder, contemplating how it would sound in different circumstances.

Your hands slide down from his arms to his hands, still clasping his sword.

“You’re already so incredibly strong, Kyojuro. There’s no need to push yourself so hard,” you urge softly.

He looks at you, confusion evident on his face. “Y/N, that doesn’t make sense. I should always train to become stronger—”

His words are abruptly silenced as you press your soft lips against his.

His body tenses momentarily before gradually relaxing. It only takes a few seconds for him to reciprocate the kiss.

He pulls back nervously, his gaze darting around to check for any onlookers, though he doesn’t seem to mind much.

“We really shouldn’t be doing this out here, my love,” he says breathlessly, resting his forehead against yours.

You smirk and plant a small peck on his jaw before swiftly kicking his legs out from under him, sending both of you falling to the ground.

Despite his attempt to catch himself, he falls, gazing up at you as you end up sitting on top of him, a smug expression gracing your features.

“Am I still too slow for you?” you tease, unable to contain your laughter at his current predicament.

It was a rare sight indeed to see the Flame Pillar sprawled on the ground, his sword knocked out of his hand, with his Tsuguko sitting triumphantly atop him.

To any observer, it would seem as though they were interrupting something intimate.

You had never witnessed the man so embarrassed in all your time together. His face flushed crimson, torn between anger at your recklessness and arousal at your boldness.

However, your triumph is short-lived as you suddenly find yourself flipped onto the ground, with Kyojuro pinning you beneath his arms.

“You truly believe you can outsmart me, little flame?” His demeanor begins to shift back to its original confident state.

His hand moves to gently caress your face before leaning down to whisper in your ear, his voice low and intimate.

“You may have caught me off guard this time, but don’t think I’ll allow it to happen again. It’s foolish to think you can outsmart a Hashira.” There he is, back to his cocky self.

As he pulls back to gaze at you, you can’t help but crave more of him—his beautiful hair, those golden eyes, that annoyingly smug smile that seems to fit him perfectly.

“You’re just upset I managed to get the jump on you,” you retort, unable to resist.

“Hardly,” his voice is smooth, alluring, causing your cheeks to flush involuntarily.

Nervous at how your plan has backfired, you glance around under his grasp, “Maybe we should continue this somewhere else,” you suggest, accompanied by a weak smile.

His eyes narrow as he looks down at you. “After the way you’ve been acting? I think more training is exactly what you need,” he responds firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“Yes sir.”

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flametrashira · 8 months

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UMAI

Kyojuro Rengoku x sad reader fluff.

Kyojuro stood in the doorway, his face a picture of concern as you lay curled up on the bed. Right away he could tell something was wrong.

"My flame? Do you need to talk?"

You shook your head, "Just sad today. Don't worry about me."

"Well that's like asking the sun not to shine. I can't not worry about you. I Love you." He crossed the room and sat on the bed beside you, placing a heavy, warm hand over yours. "If you need to talk, or there's anything I can do to help, I'm here."

You couldn't help but feel a little better from his presence alone. Kyojuro was caring, patient, determined to fix everything he could. And on days like this, you only needed one thing.

You held out your arms, signaling for him to hold you, which he dutifully did, climbing onto the bed and sinking into your embrace. The weight of his body pressing you into the mattress was comforting and grounding, helping you focus on the here and the now instead of what might be. Kyojuro's hugs were the best.

Like fire, he was so many things; a blazing inferno on the battlefield, a man of scorching passion, or as warm and cozy as any hearthside. He radiated comfort and warmth, and just the simple act of being beside him cast light over your heart, chasing away the shadows.

After a while he lifted his head to gaze down at you, his wild fiery hair framing his gentle features as a soft smile curved his lips. "You're very beautiful."

He knew you would deny it, so he didn't give you time to. It was impossible not to smile as he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

"Mm–" he pulled back with a playfully pensive expression, as if evaluating the taste of you. "Umai!"

He got exactly what he wanted from you; you broke into a laugh. "Kyojuro…"

With a bright grin, he leaned down again, kissing and nibbling your cheek, making you squeal. It spurred him on.

Again and again he covered you in kisses, loving every inch of you, feeding off your gleeful laughter.

"Umai!" Another kiss, this one to the other cheek. "Mm… Umai!" He kissed your forehead. "Umai!" The tip of your nose. "Umai." The underside of your jaw and down your neck. "Umai umai UMAI!"

Being in love wasn't all smoldering glances and heated passion. It was laughter and playful affection, it was knowing that you were safe and accepted, and that you were going to grow old with your best friend by your side.

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realcottonpicker · 10 months

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Falling just as hard.

Rengoku x reader , sanemi x reader

Angst? I don't really know

Plot: I really don't know just read please love you guys

Maybe a pt2??

You and sanemi were actually close , bestfriends actually and some how you where really close and you've been dying to tell him how you feel to confess your feelings for him at last.

You decide to do it on his birthday , you called him up "nemiii , happy birthday may you stop by I have something for you." Finally a deep voice spoke " I'm on my way y/n. "

"ok see you seen , love you "

" I love you too "

Sanemi soon arrived , walking in " i'm here "

You wore a nice skin tight dress that hugs all your curves in just the right way you know sanemi would like. " Y/n what the fuck is this " sanemi spoke almost sounding mad " just hush and come here . " You said walking into the room sanemi groans " ok ". You set the room really nice giving it the romantic vibe. Rose petals all over the bed and floor , candles lit , low lighting , nice snacks on the bed , and a movie for you guys to watch. As sanemi walks in a gasp slips from him " what the fuck." "Ugh come on sit down and enjoy a movie for once nemi ! ". " Ok " groaning as he walks towards the bed sitting down " what is all th-" you cut him off in the middle of the sentence " sit and enjoy please" " alright , alright ".

He sits and you guys enjoy the food and lighting and candles talking about random stuff goofing around laughing and enjoying each other's company you suddenly stop. "Sanemi , can we talk". He froze , you never used his full name always "nemi" he knew something was up " yeah wassup " " well , I've liked you for a while and maybe we could take things to the next level you know." He froze again one sanemi heard those words he quickly gathered his things and just up and left going after him you yelled " can you atleast try the cake I baked ? " The cake said " happy birthday sanemi I love you". He turned look and ran away , after that he ghosted you. 4 months later here he is sitting in his room realizing he was wrong and he can't keep hiding his feelings. The same night at the dinner table he noticed you and rengoku sitting closer then usual. Laughing, hugging, smiling. So close it made sanmeis blood boil , so after dinner sanemi went up to rengoku since everybody acted like it was so normal I mean he couldn't keep up he's been in room for months not coming out at all only at night through his window. Yelling " RENGOKU WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU DOING "

" What do you mean my friend!? "

" with y/n "

" ahh , oh it seems to be that nobody has told you ! "

" TOLD ME WHAT "

" y/n and I are dating ! "

Sanemi couldn't believe It he froze

" what's wrong my friend ! "

At that moment , that night , that time , standing there he realized. She fell for him , but he fell just as hard. Maybe even harder.

Pt 2 ??

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kakushino · 5 months

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Cold?

Rengoku Kyojuro x GN! Reader

Christmas present for dear @kanao-tsuyuri-art inspired by this post.

Tags: fluff Word count: 0,6k

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AN: It may be a early, but I hope this makes you smile and warms you a little in these cold times.

Kyojuro could be a dense man at times. For all his book-smarts, his ability to pick up on hints fluctuated around level 0, and it always took you pointing out something you wanted him to notice for him to actually take note of it.

You getting a new outfit was always met with his falcon-like stare, an absent-minded smile and a “Did you get a new haircut?” He always knew something was off, but he never picked up on the right thing.

Which made it all the more surprising he noticed your shivering and correctly guessed the source.

Kyojuro was also getting better at using his ‘inside voice’ though he forgot at times. Like now. “Are you cold, my love?!”

“Yes, a little.” You disliked the cold but you could hardly pass up the opportunity to go to the Christmas market with your boyfriend. You were both so busy at times it was hard to schedule dates; of course you would brave the Arctic to be with your Kyojuro, even if you hated the temperatures.

His smile diminished - a winter sun compared to his usual summer cheer. He didn’t hesitate, however, and quickly pulled off his right knitted glove, offering it to you. The grateful smile lighting up your beautiful face was his reward.

Kyojuro always ran a little hotter than you, so he was sure the garment would warm your right hand. He took your left in his right, bringing it closer to his face as he intertwined your fingers. “Worry not! What kind of partner would I be if I didn’t warm you up!”

His searing hot lips kissed your icy fingertips, making blood rush to your cheeks even more than before - this time not from the cold. “A terrible one to be sure,” you teased lightly, burying your face in your scarf to hide your shy smile.

“Well, at least you know what kind of wish you don’t need then!” Kyojuro puffed up his chest. “I promise to be the best partner you’ve ever had!” His passionate declaration prompted a slew of giggles from you. He was so silly, yet so sweet.

You had already done your shopping, gotten some of the mulled wine, and tasted the amazing food served at your local Christmas market. The last item on Kyojuro’s imaginary itinerary was wishing on the bell.

It wasn’t a custom native to either of your country of origin, but the market offered the option this year. You could make a wish and ring the bell to make it come true before the New Year.

Kyojuro dragged you criss-cross through the entire square to find it. It was a bell hung above a small stool, there was a rope hanging from the middle connected to the clapper to ring it once you made your wish. There was no queue at the moment, though you remembered seeing one when you came to the markets.

“Come on! Time to make a wish, my love!” His grin lit up the square more than the Christmas tree lights as he took all your bags and urged you forward.

With a wide smile at his antics, you stepped on the stool to reach the rope and made your wish, the clanging of the bell sounding somewhat sweet, and you believed, right then and there under your love’s fiery gaze, that your wish would come true.

The moment passed, and it was Kyojuro’s turn.

He might be the one who represented a flame, but it was your smile, your charm, and your love that set his heart ablaze as he walked towards the bell. The small box he kept in his pocket burned through his clothes as he fervently wished:

May my love say ‘yes’.

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xxsabitoxx · 1 year

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Since flame breathing raises the body temperature and Kyojuro has mastered it, I’d like to think that he’s a human furnace. His body temperature is warmer than the average human, it doesn’t cause any negative affects on him since his body has adapted to it. On warm days when he’s trained to hard, he usually dunks himself in an ice bath in order to cool his rising temperature. Kyojuro finds it amusing when you fuss over him, sitting dutifully by the ice bath as he controls his breathing and calms down. He’s the type to wait until the bath has warmed a bit, waiting till you get close enough for him to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you into the bath with him. Kyojuro laughing as you squeal and thrash, the water isn’t as cold as it was before he got in but that doesn’t mean it it’s suddenly gotten warm. “Kyo! How could you!” You yelled, laughter already bubbling out of you as your body regulated to the temperature. “You looked like you were getting pretty warm yourself.” He teased softly, arms pulling you tight to his chest, cheek pressing to the top of your head. “I’d rather you take off my clothes than pull me into an ice bath, Kyo.” This time, it was his turn to make a squeal of surprise.

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witchy-scribblings · 9 months

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firmament of his own

rengoku kyojuro x reader

synopsis ➳ kyojuro had never allowed himself to admire your nakedness, until he finally did.

warnings ➳ implied sexual content, nudity, suggestive themes, lowercase

wordcount ➳ 1k

[crossposted on ao3]

he had never allowed himself to revel in your rawest form of beauty.

there were things kyojuro couldn’t resist about you even if he tried; from bathing in the unconcealed love that brimmed in your gaze whenever it landed on him, to the melodious harmony that was your voice and laughter, and the way your warm touch to either his hands, cheeks or scalp, could very nearly bring the flame pillar himself to his knees, ready to worship. he never shied away from your affections, abundant as they were, and instead welcomed them with a passion of his own. it was the very least he could offer you, and it came to him as easily as breathing.

despite his grand displays of affections, he simultaneously dreaded the notion of overstepping your boundaries and disrespecting you, which was the reason why his eyes would diligently stare forward when you’d share the steaming waters of the onsen with him, and no prodding would make him look your way in fear of having one single look and becoming irrevocably addicted.

it was also the reason why you hadn’t consummated your marriage the night of the ceremony. you had confessed that, flattered as you were by the devotion radiating off him in near palpable waves, you weren’t yet ready to seal the union in the way tradition would have it. and kyojuro had understood, and he hadn’t pushed, because he loved you. that night, your husband had excused himself out of your bed chamber to give you room to change into your sleeping yukata, and he had come back to lie down behind you, bringing his new wife as close as physically possible, and that alone had been enough.

kyojuro had never allowed himself to admire your nakedness, until he finally did.

you had been wed for just shy of a month when, as your husband turned towards the shoji screen to give you your privacy to disrobe, you caught his wrist in a gentle, but firm hold.

“stay tonight, my love.” the message hidden behind your words did not go unnoticed, and the slayer could barely conceal his own excitement.

“i hope you’re not pushing yourself for my sake,” he had expressed, concerned despite the thrill, but you shook your head and pulled him down to sit on his knees.

“i want it, kyojuro.” and you sealed your wish with a chaste kiss to his lips, full and eager and awaiting, as they always were. he immediately melted into your kiss as he usually would, cupping a large and calloused hand to the skin of your cheek and tilting your head sideways to gain better access, yet you broke the kiss before it could deepen further. “i want you to see me. and i want to see you, too.”

and with one last peck to his lips, you turned around and sat comfortable before your husband. despite having your back to him, you could very well feel his hawkish eyes inspecting you with unwavering dedication, and a shiver of anticipation ran through your body.

with calculated and slow movements, your hands started working on your obi, removing it from your torso before shrugging the kimono and nagajuban off your shoulders, exposing your back to the man awaiting with baited breath behind you. you stilled, bringing a hand up to your hair in a way that would expose the nape of your neck to your husband, and expectantly waiting for him to make a move.

perceptive as he is, he doesn’t miss a beat.

kyojuro is careful, but he’s not hesitant. he inches closer, and the next second you feel his fingers running along the expanse of your back. the unusual silence is making you feel restless, but just as you were opening your mouth to break the tension, he beat you to it.

“you have stars on your back,” he points out, voice brimming with pure awe, and you are confused for the moment it takes you to process that, much like the rest of your body, your back is littered in bursts of beauty marks and moles. you can’t help your embarrassed smile.

“i have moles on my whole body,” you correct him, but it barely feels like your words register when all you can feel is his hands caressing your dotted skin so reverently. “i confess, it has been a bit of an insecurity for most of my life-”

“nonsense.” and his tone is filled with finality, but he decides to elaborate, gentler this time. “your body is the most beautiful work of art i’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing…” he trails off while his hands run purposeful laps up and down your spine, “...of touching…” and the warm breath on your exposed nape is the only warning you receive about the moist lips that start littering kisses along the expanse of your trembling shoulders, “...and tasting.”

“kyojuro,” you shudder, pleadingly, and when he moves to fully encompass your smaller form, legs circling your tucked ones and arms wrapping around your bare midriff, your hands fly to his broad thighs and clench in anticipation. you moan, feeling the assault of wet kisses on the patch of moles that covers the top of your spine, “please, my back is really sensitive…”

“please, bear it a little longer, my star,” he hums against your warm skin just as his hands start to inch towards your perking chest, all inhibitions slowly leaving his mind as he lets something else take over. something carnal and raw and devastating, and you feel it taking over him too; you feel it when he shifts closer and you can make out the pressure of something, hard and insistent, against your lower back, and you can’t help grinding back with eager anticipation.

“i won’t stop until every star on the firmament that is your body has been properly worshiped.”

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meltingpotimagines · 11 months

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Dating Kyojuro

Warnings: Mentions of food

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

ah yes

the local himbo

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

and i fully believe he'd be a great boyfriend

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

he doesn't really know he's doing it

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

like saying you look absolutely beautiful

to him, it's not flirting

it's just true

or winking at you from across the room

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

he's a total teddy bear too

gives the b e s t hugs

he just kinda fully envelops you and squeezes tight

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

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

definitely opens doors for you

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

loves sharing his food with you

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

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

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

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

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

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

walks you to your door like the gentleman he is

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

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

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

he's also just hot, kyojuro

usually ends up getting advice from them actually lollll

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

different points of view

sometimes he picks you up when he's happy

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

doesn't even say anything, just grins

can you really blame him tho?

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

gosh can't you just imagine long conversations with him

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

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

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

he definitely likes taking you to restaurants the best

especially new ones

new flavors to experience with his favorite person? yes please

oh gosh moonlit walks

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

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

absolutely beautiful

and he's painfully oblivious to it despite your staring

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

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

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