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ask-chachamaru-kny · 1 year
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you DISMEMBER Chachamaru?? you cut Chachamaru up like SUSHI?!?! oh, oH, HELL for Kibutsuji, hell for Kibutsuji for ALL ETERNITY!!!!
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xxsabitoxx · 3 months
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You know damn well Sanemi mother fucking Shinazugawa would bend over backwards to try and get you to leave the corps. He’ll go about it by any means necessary…
But it didn’t dawn on him until he has your thighs nearly pressed to your chest that he could simply put a baby in you and that would be enough for you to retire.
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🍓Taking matters into your own hands Human!Sick!Muzan x f!Wife!Reader (Not proofread)
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🍓◌𓆩☽❀☾𓆪◌
Summary: You just want your husband to show you love and affection
Warning: Smut, Breeding kink, Overstimulation, Oral sex M!Receiving, Shower sex, sub!Muzan Dom!reader, slight orgasm denial, your deranged A/N: I don't usually post nsfw nor do I take nsfw request, then why did I make this? simple, I just really like Muzan. Also I'm still taking non f!reader request, I just made this because I want to. This is my first nsfw post so that’s why it’s ass
You have been married to Muzan for approximately a year now. Despite his sickness, cold demeanor, and occasional outbursts of yelling, you held onto the hope that your marriage would take a turn for the better.
You craved a family with Muzan, hoped to have living prof of your love with a child. However, intimacy between you is scarce having only being intimate on one occasion, your wedding night. You've grown increasingly frustrated with the fact of love in your relationship. Despite your attempts to reignite the spark and deepen your connection, every effort was met with resistance from Muzan, who has even refrained from simple acts of affection like embracing you.
Now you are desperate, his health has been declining and you've still have yet to bare his child. At this point You aren't even concerned if he loves you, you just want him, his body and his child. Tonight you would take matters into your own hands.
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Your movements are filled with a mix of urgency and longing as you hurriedly remove your clothing. You've waited far too long and now, finally, your deepest wishes are on the verge of becoming reality.
You quickly step into the bath, and you see Muzan sitting there, waiting for you. Soap bottle's were places neatly on the ledge beside him. "Y/n what are you waiting for? come in" Startled by being snapped out of your thoughts, your cheeks heat up in embarrassment and you hurriedly make your way towards him.
The water feels unbearably warm, intensifying your nervousness. As you reach for the bottles of soap, your hands tremble, causing you to stumble. Muzan's gaze grows increasingly irritated, and in a fit of frustration, he abruptly grasps your arms. His eyes bore into yours, their coldness piercing your soul. The sound of your name escaping his lips sends a jolt of mixed emotions through your heart. "Just pick it up, Y/n," he says curtly, his voice devoid of warmth. You find yourself whispering an apology, though you doubt he even hears it.
You squirt some soap onto your hands. Gently you grab muzans hair and brush your fingers through his hair, making sure to get the soap all in his hair. Picking up a bowl you pour water on him, making sure you get out all of the soap. One last time you run your fingers through his hair seeing if there is any soap left, there wasn’t any.
Muzan rises from the water and takes a seat on the bath ledge, he looks like a god. However, beneath his stunning exterior, you are reminded of his unpleasant nature, to say the least. You reach for another bottle of soap you assist Muzan in cleaning his skin. Gently and attentively, you apply the soap, rubbing it onto his skin with care. Your hands gaze over his thin arms, moving down to his chest and then lower down to his crotch.
You slowly sit into the way the water, you grab his shaft. A jolt of surprise evident on his face and his cock twitches in your palm. "What are you doing, Y/n?!" Muzan's gaze locks onto you, his eyes widening in astonishment. Your current actions seem to deviate from your usual character, leaving him perplexed. "I'm cleaning you up," you assert confidently, your voice clear and resolute. Your statement carries a sense of purpose and determination, leaving no room for doubt in your intentions. Lowering down to his shaft you lovingly kiss the head, a free hand moves to play with his balls. This causes him to cover his mouth and whimpers -he’s sensitive- you look up at him, Tears begin to well up in Muzan's eyes, on the brink of spilling over.
Again you kiss the head of his cock, immediately after you give a couple generous licks to his pretty pink tip. His cock becomes hard on your tongue, which makes the pool in-between your legs grow. Generously your free hand plays with his heavy balls. Your mouth is skillfully working on pleasuring him while he's near tear filled and struggling to keep his composure, he's failing miserably.
Putting his tip fully into your mouth you slowly lower your self down to his base, he moans as he feels his shaft hit the back of your throat. Tears of pure joy and endearment develop in your eyes, you're thrilled that he's enjoying this.
He places a hand on the back of your neck, encouraging you to continue. straight away you bob your head up and down, you try not to gag on his cock has it hits the back of your throat. Muzan wraps his legs and arms around your head, he's struggling under the sheer pleasure that your lovingly providing him. "Oh-oh God!" he chokes out a sob, in response you fasten or pace. A ring of drool and pre-cum form around your puckered lips, this giving you the sign that he will be cumming soon.
“F-fuck…I’m close!” He was about to release into your mouth but you pull away before he can. His pretty pink cock twitches from the lack of release. Muzan gazes fixates on you while tears fall down his flushed cheeks. The look in his eyes is a look of complete and utter betrayal. Usually such a look was stir up concern in you but this time, his tears are from the deep yearning of wanting a release. “Don’t worry my love, you’ll get to cum soon” you smile ever so softly at him, soon he’ll fill you with his love
You arise from your original sitting position and wipe away the pre-cum from your chin. You seat yourself onto his lap cautious of the amount of weight you put on him. Gripping his cock you line it up to your neglected soaking hole. Straining longly into his eyes all you say is “soon baby, soon”. Finally you lower yourself down onto his perfect member. You both let out a moan how much louder than yours. Your walls squeezes trying to already squeeze him of all of his worth. Your mind is a fog all you can think about is his cock filling your womb up to the brim, telling you how much he’s gonna love seeing you full with his seed.
You slam your lips onto his, shoving your tongue into his mouth while wrapping your arms around his neck. Surprisingly Muzan responds by kissing back, he's a lousy kisser but just the fact that he is returning affection to you makes you melt into him.
He places a hand on your ass and squeezes it, the other deciding to rest on your hip. It's not long before you start to lift your hips, trying to start a rhythm. Soon you find the perfect rhythm your moves are now bold as you start quacking up speed. Muzan throws his back it's just all too overwhelming for him. He struggles to keep his body up as he already feels himself weakening from the pleasure. You feel completely enveloped in his love as you hear him moan and beg for you.
"Aah-Y/n please!" he yells while fat hot tears pour down his puffy cheeks, you hips stop moving abruptly and you lift yourself off of him. A lovely string of pearls connect your dripping pussy to his shaft, your walls try to clutch on his cock but only clutches onto hair. "Please what? use your words my love" your voice is filled with a mixture of longing and determination. You yearn for Muzan to say those words you've been craving for far too long. You'll continue to deny him just how he knowingly denied you until you hear him say it. "p-please..." he has long pause as he struggles to catch his breath "please...let me fuck a baby into you..".
That's all he had to say in order for you to promptly snap your hips back down and riding him like your life depended on it. You didn't even bother to try and hit your sweet spots, just knowing that soon he'll release into you was already sending jolts of unimaginable pleasure to your core. Muzan then suddenly grips your hips with all of his strength and bucks his hips up into you causing you let out a loud moan, he had hit your sweet spot. "fuck! I'm cumming!" Is all that he said before you and him both came. Keeping his promise he spilled hot sticky ropes of cum into your womb.
Tears stream down your cheeks as the realization sinks in—you are on the verge of having the family you have always yearned for. The journey may have been long and challenging, but now it is finally coming to fruition. Determined not to burden your husband with your emotions, you swiftly wipe away the tears that cascade down your face. You want to ensure that he does not worry, focusing instead on the joyous prospect that lies ahead.
Muzan, utterly exhausted, lays down on the floor. The shadows of unconsciousness gradually creeps up on him as he's on the edge of passing out. He's shaken up by the sudden action of you starting to ride him again "I'm sorry, I know its not exactly sexy to do the same position again but it's the only one we can do with your current state!" You gaze down at him, your eyes filled with an intense and unhealthy devotion that borders on obsession. A deranged expression manifests on your face, reflecting the depths of your distorted love for him.
Muzan is completely worn out and drained, so it doesn't take much for him to already be a blubbering mess under you. "goddamn you woman! are you trying to drain me?!" all you do is giggle in response. Muzan's eyes widen with the dawning realization that this will not be the last round, he just continues to lay down and take it.
placing his hand on your tummy as you continue to ride him all you say is "let's shoot for twins"
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A/n: its 3Am rn so sorry if this is ass but I'm exhausted and I can't tell what I'm doing
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ghostbite0 · 6 months
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this was a lot funnier in my head
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spkyart · 9 months
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He is allowed to keep him
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scrimblyscrorblo · 7 months
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I refuse to believe this woman can cook, im sorry. Renowned doctor and botanist(?) has 0 kitchen abilities.
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mopfishh · 7 months
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colored it
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kakushino · 8 months
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Giyuu gets a cramp in his thigh while training and needs a massage. He's in too much pain to do it himself... but there's this Kakushi nearby... 👀
Flamey, you made me choke on my saliva when I read this. Please, give me more
And with the girls in our discord feeding me... I could not resist. My brain went brrrrrrr
Word count: 0,7k this is filth, also chubby fem reader
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"I-is this good?" she asked, massaging his left thigh with careful strokes.
Giyuu was sat in one of the rooms of Water Hashira estate, the shoji doors leading to his training space open. She had had to strip him of his hakama, leaving him only in his fundoshi and a thin training kimono top.
"Yeah..." he muttered, closing his eyes. More than once he had been tempted to fake a cramp just to get her to touch him like this, but logic won every time. A kakushi's job was endless, especially when attending to a slayers' needs day in, day out.
But this?
Giyuu hoped it never ended.
Her warm hands, softer than his own, kneading his thigh oh so close to his crotch-
He moaned when her fingers dug into a particularly hard knot in his muscles. A light blush dusted his cheeks.
"Sorry..." she apologized, soothing over the spot with her thumbs.
Really, he should make it up to her - for putting up with him.
And, as he felt his cock stir in his pants, he knew just the way both of them could relax.
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"S-slow down- ngh!" she tried to muffle her cries of pleasure, but each slam of his hips against her ass stole one from her throat. He was so impossibly deep it felt as if he was pushing on her lungs from the inside.
Giyuu could not slow down if he tried, the ripple of her body when he thrust into her hypnotic. He was lost in the motions, his left thigh still sore from his earlier cramp though he cared little - what else could he care about but the way her snug cunt gripped his cock?
Though he was silent, he was not quiet. Breathless gasps and choked moans left his lips, adding to the wet pap pap pap symphony of their fucking, the only witness to it being their discarded clothing.
His hands gripped her plush hips tightly, flesh spilling between his fingers, making him admire her sturdy frame.
He had to see more of her.
Giyuu withdrew from her to turn her onto her back, her mewl of disappointment only urging him to be quick in slamming back inside of her. This time, he got to see her deliciously big tits bouncing with each thrust; his mouth watered at the sight.
“Giyuu~” her voice was strained, whiny, as she tried to grab at anything and everything in reach. 
He leaned forward, the need to be closer to this hidden pearl of a woman winning over the enticing movement of her body against his. His arms caged her in, their breaths mingling and she finally found purchase - clawing at his back desperately, and the pain only served to make him slam harder into her, urging him to chase their pleasures quicker.
The new position allowed him not only intimacy but also to grind against her puffy clit with each roll of his hips, her moans and cute squeaks rising to a crescendo, her tight pussy clenching around him, making him choke out, “Where-”
Her thighs tightened around his hips, the answer as to where an obvious one, even to one as lost as him. A few erratic, disharmonic thrusts, and they were both gone.
Her throat failed her, her mouth gaping open, eyes closed and brow furrowed. If Giyuu could paint, he would immortalize the sight to come back to - to come to. Alas, the only thing he could paint were her insides with white.
His breath stuttered as he stilled as deep as he could, a shaky groan leaving him as he hid his face in her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her skin, as they both slowly calmed down. 
“That was…” she started breathlessly, unable to finish her thought, fireworks still shooting up her spine every time Giyuu shifted a little.
He knew he had to leave her warmth eventually, but he also really really wanted to snuggle into her arms properly. He started to pull out with herculean effort, when his right thigh spasmed like a bitch. 
“Fuck-” He slipped out and flopped onto his side gracelessly. “Another one-” A blush of embarrassment took over his face, the pain and humiliation all adding to his frustration at the situation as he hid his face in his hands.
The Kakushi giggled, “I guess it’s time for round two.”
Oh, he’d give her round two, as soon as the pain passed.
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ask-chachamaru-kny · 1 year
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*Walks over to Chachamaru with curiosity* *Attempts to pet the cat*
Chachamaru blinks in confusion, before recognizing the shape of the little ice and bending down so the lil guy can climb onto their thick fur.
"I had forgotten Upper Moon Two could make you guys. Cute, I suppose."
They tilt their head carefully and gently lick at the ice, in friendly way not in a I'm trying to eat you way.
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xxsabitoxx · 1 month
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dad sanemi hcs but with a twist… his kid is 9 and not a baby…
So like, Seasoned Dad Sanemi headcanons? I can do that.
First of all, nearly 30 year old Sanemi absolutely makes dad noises just about every chance he gets. They aren’t even intentional either, just natural dad noises sneaking their way out of him all the time
He’s such a girl-dad, always has been and always will be. Now that your little girl is 9, you’re both subjected to her tea parties, her dress up fashion shows, her skilled makeovers and incredible manicures
Sanemi will always be involved in her school life, chaperoning field trips, going to father daughter dances, helping with her fundraisers. He’ll always find a way to coach her sports games and attend her recitals — and you best believe he’ll always brag about how wonderful of a daughter he has.
If you end up getting pregnant for a second time, Sanemi will definitely have a brief moment of panic. Only because he’s trying to figure out how he’ll evenly split his time so both of his children will get his undivided love and attention. You assure him it will come naturally and that he has nothing to worry about.
Sanemi is all about doing what his daughter wants, so if your little girl wants a tree house? Sanemi is building her a tree house. If your daughter wants a sleepover with her friends? Best believe you and Sanemi are the best sleepover hosts ever and your little girl and her friends have an amazing time.
Sanemi isn’t super strict, there is a perfect balance of respect and love between him and your daughter. You swear the two of them are best friends, always building pillow forts, running around the backyard, playing dress up, and so many other things.
Your daughter loves sleeping in your bed with the two of you. She’ll sandwich herself in between you and Sanemi and get the best sleep of her life with her mom and dad snuggling her so tightly.
All of that aside, Sanemi still claims your daughter is “mommy’s girl” through and through. You assure him that it’s the opposite and she’s a “daddy’s girl”. In the end you both conclude she loves the two of you tremendously and it’s just easier to say she’s a “mommy AND daddy’s girl”
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tanuki-kimono · 5 months
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Hello! I had a question, are kimonos with rounded edges a thing? As seen with Nezuko's kimono from Demon Slayer. Tried looking into it but found nothing on the subject!
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Hi! I have talked about Nezuko's outfit in a past note. The rounded hedge of her kimono is because the hem is tucked up in the back! It is a way of gaining freedom of movement when in kimono :)
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thewritetofreespeech · 8 months
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Could I request Yoriichi, Kokushibo, and Giyu getting headpats from their sleepy s/o who calls them her good boy?
Kimetsu no Yaiba Headcanons - He's a good boy
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He feels a little uncomfortable.
First of all, he’s not a boy. Second of all, he doesn’t feel like he’s very good.
He’s failed to protect so many in his life that he sometimes feels like a failure. But having s/o’s love is something he cherishes.
The simple act of them telling him he’s a good boy is enough to drive him to emotional tears, which he keeps quite not to wake them.
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All his life, all Kokushibo Michikatsu wanted was for someone to tell him he was good.
Now someone finally had.
His heart would swell with pride and accomplishment. Feeling that is, s/o thought he was good, then he must be.
Holds on to that but ultimately gets bitter when they don’t continue to tell him that.
Giyu
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Surprised by it.
It would take Giyu completely off guard at being called a good boy. He hadn’t been called that since he was a child.
Suddenly sad over remembering his sister & family, but warmed by the thought that this could be a new one.
Would curl up next to s/o to get some sleep as well. Wanting to never let them go.
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bbq-potato-chip · 4 months
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Saiki K and Link hanging out (for the drawing request)
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two of my favorite guys! they have so much in common i never considered before omg
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(drawing requests still open!)
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thegayestmferintown · 1 month
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may I request some Hurt/Comfort with an injured reader paired with any of these guys of your choosing (be it multiple or just one) Obanai, Yoriichi, Human! Michikatsu/kokushibo (this one is for my friend), Kyojuro, Giyu, Sanemi or Tengen? (It can be hcs, drabble, etc. Whatever you want really lol this is a request not a commission 😅 I just like to let people know that open to alot)
If not that's 💯 fine, I've been seeing your one post and getting my courage up lol, haven't seen your other fics/hcs pop up yet so I may take a peek when I can 👀
𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 😈
(𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 😭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬)
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭/𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐈𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭?
𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜
𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
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𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢
Obanai is a freezer. He'd more than likely freeze up if he saw you hurt on the battlefield.
With a few nudges from Kaburamaru, he eventually picked you up and took you to Shinobu.
After he brutally killed the demon who hurt you, of course.
He'd sit at your bedside until you were doing better.
If you were bedridden for a few weeks or longer, he'd visit every time he got the chance.
If he's not on a mission for the master, he's at your side.
He's not much of a talker, so he'll just answer any questions you have about his missions.
After you get out of the Butterfly Mansion, he'll offer to go on missions with you for months.
Eventually, once you firmly tell him that you're able to go alone (a couple hundred times), he'll back off.
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𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮
Rengoku would immediately, without hesitation, finish off the demon.
Afterward, he'd quickly take you to the Butterfly Mansion.
He'd take off for a few days to stay at your side, then he'd continue to go on missions.
After his missions, he'd visit you with sweet potatoes or your favorite food.
He's very clingy, he'll give you kisses and all sorts of hugs until you get better.
Rengoku would tell you all about his missions, in explicit detail
He's a very good story teller
He'll only go on missions with you if you ask, he wouldn't want to do anything without your permission!
Rengoku still gets scared that you'll get hurt on missions, if he's not there
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𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚
Much like Rengoku, he'd quickly finish off the demon.
Instead of taking you to the Butterfly Mansion (to avoid having to face the daily "everybody hates you" from Shinobu), he'd take you to his own house.
He'd make you comfortable in his bed, and cater to your every need.
You need water? He's there.
You need food? He's attempting to make you something.
You need cuddles? He's been there.
Once you're capable of going on missions again, he'll go with you.
You'll only have to ask him once, and he'll let you go alone.
He's a sweetheart like that.
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𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚
He'd probably finish off the demon before he'd even noticed you we're hurt.
He'd be on his way to leave, before realizing.
He wouldn't really say anything, he'd take you to the Butterfly Mansion.
Anger would be more than evident. It was practically radiating from him.
He would absolutely refuse to leave your side.
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𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 + 𝐖𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬
Now, they'd all have severely different responses.
Tengen would definitely finish off the demon, assuming they were all there.
Suma would be absolutely bawling her eyes out, hoping that you wouldn't die on them.
Makio would panic internally but lecture you externally while bandaging you.
Hinatsuru would be calm and collected while helping to bandage you by making you as comfortable as she can.
Tengen would carry you back, no matter how severe or minor your injuries were.
He'd carry you on his back and tell you how flashy you were on the battlefield, and how flashy a new scar might look on you
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mopfishh · 7 months
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👁️👁️ scruffy Kyo
IDK I LIKE A MAN WITH A BIT OF HAIR LMAOOO DJDNDJBDDJJE
Also your art is so beautiful I weep 😭
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sorry if I didn't do him justice; tried giving kyojuro facial hair similar to his father's
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spkyart · 10 months
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Plushies
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